“You've Gotta Dance Like There's Nobody Watching,Love Like You'll Never Be Hurt,Sing Like There's Nobody

this post is exclusively for people with dirty rooms

this post is specifically for people who know their room is a mess, but their brain won't let them clean it. this post is for you. I love you and I see you

Reblog if you're gay, lesbian, bisexual, pansexual, asexual, transgender or a supporter.

This should be reblogged by everyone. Even if you’re straight, you should be a supporter.

I mean im not the best at conversations- but- HI

i would like to have someone to talk to every day and every night

Alexander Hamilton died on July 12, 1804

Love how tumblr has its own folk stories. Yeah the God of Arepo we’ve all heard the story and we all still cry about it. Yeah that one about the woman locked up for centuries finally getting free. That one about the witch who would marry anyone who could get her house key from her cat and it’s revealed she IS the cat after the narrator befriends the cat.

Run from my family

Akuji was so young when it started

He had to have been around.. 7?8? When his dad took him to a 'friends' house for the first time

When he talked to the man, the man Akuji barely recognized from the balls and dinners he and his family attended oh so much, when his father nodded then turned to Akuji

"Be good, and listen to him, I'll pick you up in a few hours"

Then he just left, before Akuji was even able to mutter a question, he was so confused as he stood in the middle of this strangers living room, slowly turning to look at the man

Who was staring at him like he was a piece of meat, like he was gonna eat him alive.. then he unbuckled his pants..

That night, when his father returned, Akuji was a mess, his clothes hastily back on, his hair a mess, and his eyes puffy from crying, his throat hurt so much because of the screaming

They got home late, when everyone in the house was asleep, as soon as they stepped in Akuji's room, he started to sob again, trying to tell his father of the horrible things that happened

But his father just looked to the side "Don't tell anyone else" was all he said before walking out

It continued, for years.. each time he begged his father to not let them touch him, to stop this from happening, but his father always told him the same

So he did, keep this to himself, he honestly didn't think anyone would believe him either, so he never mentioned it, even when he would run into these same men at balls and events,he would hastily run out of the room and hide to break down

His mom once found his bruises on his back, and the deep scratches on his back.. after all the Areani had such sensitive skin, he was able to play off most of it

"Oh i got in a spar with a few fencing students.. I ended up falling on some metal" excuses excuses

After so many years of the same thing over and over

Once a week.. usually Saturday night, he ended up in some older mans bedroom

He was 16, his eyes never looked up, he was numb as he started to feel the man touch his skin

He just wanted it over, just for everything to be over, he was tired of it, of being used like this, he couldn't handle it, he was so afraid

Before the man is even able to take off Akuji's pants, he noticed a whiskey bottle on the nightstand, his instinct kicks in and he quickly grabs it and slams it against the man's head

He felt the man go limp over his body

After a few seconds that felt like hours to Akuji, he drops the bottle, realizing what he had done, he had blood splayed out on his chest, he was starting to feel his breathing quickened, and his heart felt tight

He looked at the motionless body that layed on top of him, and quickly scrambled away, falling off of the bed and onto the glass that had fallen on the ground, yelling out in pain when the glass carved into his back

He scrambles to sit in the corner of the room, holding his chest while he stares at the body, tears filling his eyes as he realized what he has done

No no no no no no

He couldn't have killed him right? Fuck fuck fuck

He didn't know how long he was sitting there staring, he noticed the body's lips went from pink to blue, and his eyes glossed over, Akuji must have been there for hours before he heard the lock click and his father's steps

He heard his father pause and drop something, Barek couldn't even look over, his eyes were stuck on the body

The father didn't really react, he quickly grabbed ahold of his son, roughly picking him up from his arm "Get your clothes on. Now" he said to him before turning to the body again

Akuji quickly put on his shirt and coat, sliding his boots on before turning back to the scene

His father had wrapped up the man in two blankets, and grabbing a cigar from his own coat, and lighting it with a candle that had been burning nearby "Go outside"

Akuji didn't have to be told twice, he was outside by the blink of an eye

After a few moments he heard crashing and weird noises from inside, he had flinches and turned to look at the door, to see his father walking out, meanwhile it was noticeable that a certain room in the house began to burst into flames

Fuck- that house is gonna burn quick

Akuji didn't have enough time to pause and freak out, because as he was watching the smoke house come out of the house, and the flames engulf everything in the house, he felt his arm being dragged away by his father

Once they're quite a ways away from the burning house, and well the town in general, his father finally spoke

"Get out of the city.. get off the island if you need to fuck"

"Wha-.."

"Get the fuck out of here, okay? Tonight.. now, your not Akulji anymore, I don't care who you say you are, but you not him anymore, from this night forward Akulji is dead, died in his sleep"

Akulji didn't even know what to say he didn't even know what to do

As his father turned to leave he turned one last time toward him "Never tell anyone who you were.. your not Akulji anymore" and with that he left

Akulji began to tear up, but he couldn't scream or cry, he just stood there and let tears run down his face

Eventually he did make it out of town, he was able to get to another town a few hours away, walking distance though of course,

He spent a week living on the street, begging for money, and stealing when he needed to, he never really spoke to anyone

Up until the newly formed Watery Skies docked into town

Akulji tried to steal from someone he assumed was part of the crew, a tall lady with short hair and Abit of muscle, some of the others called her Lydia, it didn't matter to him

He just needed a few more coins for some food

He was caught, and Lydia was going to just get her money and leave but she noticed how.. hurt and uncared for he look

He definitely had been sleeping on the streets.. and when she found out how young he was, she couldn't just leave him there, so eventually she offers him a spot in the crew

She was the captainz and offering him a place to stay

He said yes, without hesitation

When she was taking him to the crew, she had a supportive arm around his shoulder, and she introduced him to the crew

"Everyone welcome.. uh- what's your name?"

"..Barek"

reblog if you wear glasses. too many mutuals don't know they have glasses wearers in their midsts

if you have time, could you do some Tsukasa x reader hurt/comfort where the reader is injured while working? totally not thinking about a certain friend's oc... no.... i would never do that...

Oh, yeah, totally. Totally not thinking about the same oc I am absolutely not

😏

This is so bad I'm so sorry I don't know where my brain went does this even count as hurt/comfort-

Tsukasa x gn!Reader

It had been an accident. The knife you’d been holding had slipped and sliced into the meat of your other hand. You hissed out curses, trying to press a clean cloth against your hand to stop the bleeding before it got too bad. But the cut was deep, and you were definitely going to need stitched together. 

You’re in the middle of the simple procedure when Tsukasa comes barreling into the room. 

“Hey! Careful!” Yuzuriha scolds him, but her words go ignored as he rushes towards you, hands reaching for your face. 

“Are you alright?” He asks, breathless. He must have run all the way from the training field once he got the news. 

“Yeah, I’m okay,” You say, pressing your cheek into his hand on instinct, seeking his warmth. Tsukasa lets out a relieved sigh, his shoulders relaxing immediately. 

“Thank goodness. All I’d heard was that you were hurt, but no one told me what happened,” He says. 

“Can I finish working on my patient please?” Yuzuriha huffs, though you don’t think she’s actually that mad. If anything, she looked more amused than anything. “I still need to wrap their hand up.”

“I can do that,” Tsukasa says, turning and holding out his palm for the necessary supplies. Yuzuriha sighs, and hands them over before quickly and quietly slipping out of the room with a sneaky little grin on her face. Almost like this was planned. 

Your friends were getting less and less sneaky about what they were trying to do. 

Tsukasa takes a seat in front of you, pulling your hand into his lap so that he can inspect the careful stitching with a frown. His eyes always held a kind of intensity, but his gaze almost felt like it was burning. It made you more than a little anxious. He was always telling you to be more careful, and here you were getting hurt doing something mundane. 

“I’m sorry,” You blurt suddenly, unable to hold it in. Tsukasa looks up at you, soft eyes flitting across your anxiety filled expression. 

“What for?” He asks.

“Getting hurt. Again.”

“It happens to the best of us,” He says. “I’m more worried about how this is going to affect your ability to do the things you enjoy.” 

“Oh…” You hadn’t had time to think about that. With an injured hand, you wouldn’t be able to write, play music, or even help with basic tasks until you were healed. There was no way Senku would let you risk an infection. 

So, what were you supposed to do now? Nothing? But how could you just sit here and do nothing all day? The Kingdom of Science needed every available hand in order to keep things moving, yours included.

What a burden you’d become. Not only were you hurt, but now you were useless too. 

“Hey, hey,” Tsukasa’s hand touches your face again. You blink, a little startled at his touch and worried tone. 

“Huh? Oh, sorry, were you saying something?” You ask, a little embarrassed to have to even ask. You should have been paying attention already-

“No, it’s alright. You just…looked lost for a minute,” He says softly, fingers brushing across your cheek before dropping. 

“Oh…” 

Silence falls between you, neither knowing really what to say next. Tsukasa grabs the supplies he was given- some ointment and bandages- and gets to work on your hand. The ointment stings a bit, but not too seriously. Just enough to know it was working. 

As he works, you take a moment to focus on his hands, hoping the small distraction was enough to shake some of this anxiety you were building. 

They’re bigger than yours, though to be fair Tsukasa was a bit taller. And they were warm. Very warm. You always liked that about him, his warmth always giving you a strange feeling of security and comfort. 

God you liked him so much. You just wished you’d stop embarrassing yourself in front of him every time you were together. You always said or did something that made you wish a hole would swallow you up so that you could perish in peace. But no matter what, he never stopped finding and spending time with you. It made you dare to think that maybe he liked you too. 

“There we go,” Tsukasa murmurs once the bandage is firmly in place. “You’ll have to change this pretty often, but I can help you with that if you need it. I know you don’t handle pain very well.” 

Your face flushes, but he just gives you a warm smile, sending your heart beating a million miles a second. 

“I-I can do it on my own just fine!” You say with a huff, making him chuckle a little. 

“Of course,” he says. “My mistake.” 

There’s another moment of quiet, though this one is filled with a different kind of tension. The kind that told you Tsukasa was measuring his next words, planning them extremely carefully before speaking. 

“I was worried,” He says softly. 

“I’m so-”

“Don’t apologize, I know accidents happen. But when I was told you’d been hurt, I couldn’t help but feel anxious,” He sighs, holding your bandaged hand in his gentle palm. “I think you’re the first person other than my sister to so thoroughly scare me like that.” 

Great. Fantastic. Now you felt even more terrible about the whole thing. Way to go, you! 

“I’ll be more careful, I swear,” You say, praying your voice isn’t shaking given your sudden need to cry. 

“Good. Because if something serious happened to you, I don’t know how I’d ever recover,” He murmurs. You’re still processing his words when he lifts your hand, and presses your bandaged palm against his lips. 

It’s such a small and quick action, but the kiss has your whole body heating up, your face bright red and your heart hammering somehow even harder. You needed to calm down, and fast, before you passed out. That was the last thing either of you needed after this whole ordeal. 

“I-I’ll be extra careful,” You repeat. “Cross my heart! You won’t have to keep taking care of me like this!”

Tsukasa chuckles, a warm smile on his own slightly flushed face.

“What if I said I didn’t mind taking care of you?” He asks, standing and pulling you to your feet with him.

“I’d say you shouldn’t waste your time,” You say. 

“It’s not a waste. Not if it’s you.”

“Yeah?” 

“Yeah.”

Silly goober <3