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Anyways, the plan for that was a one shot but I'm afraid that to write it the way it deserves, I might make a chaptered fic

However I'm still unsure whether to write it all and only then starting to post the chapters or post it as soon as I get the first chapter done and then have a really lax and inconsistent update schedule. Hence why, I'll leave a poll here

Also, for anyone who wants a wip, here's a snippet below the cut

Here’s a snippet of Karasagi with the prompts Forced Promiximity and “That all you got?”

“Hey, I thought we were early, didn’t expect ta find ya already here.” Hiori greeted Isagi with a smile, which Isagi returned.

“Yeah well, you know, I live nearby so it didn’t take me long to get here.” He then eyed Karasu, who was standing behind Hiori, and his tone changed slightly. “I didn’t know you were in Berlin, it’s nice to see you again.”

Awkwardness? Disappointment? Karasu couldn’t quite decipher it, not with the unwavering way Isagi was holding eye contact. He put his hands in his coat and replied, trying to sound as casual as possible, “Yeah, it’s been a while…”

It wasn’t like Karasu hated him. Their days in Blue Lock were long gone, and he had accepted long before that almost all the times they had butted heads, it had been Karasu’s fault, and his inability to recognize that, despite how assertive he had tried to present himself, he had been projecting his own insecurities on Isagi. At the time, he had hated Isagi’s guts, and even more the way that, despite both of them being average, Isagi had the will to keep rising from his ashes. He took risks, failed, and got up again. He kept bettering himself and Karasu couldn’t understand how he was able to do that. Karasu had never thrown himself blindly in a challenge, not when he wasn’t sure whether he had the right odds to win, and every step he took forward carried a minutely calculated risk. That’s why, as Isagi gained the title of Demon King of Blue Lock, he couldn’t help but feel bitter.

But that was all in the past. Karasu had long let go of such half-baked self pity and was now right where he wanted to be, with a contract to one of Europe’s strongest Clubs. He was doing perfectly fine. He just never had a reason to catch up with Isagi. Sure, he came to Germany plenty to see Hiori, but he hadn’t properly spoken with Isagi in years, so why would he ever call him to meet up? Hiori must’ve invited him out of pity, knowing he would have probably spent the New Year alone otherwise, since he hadn’t gone back to Japan for the holidays.

21k | E | Jabber/Zanka | omegaverse

Zanka stood still, leaning against the concrete wall of an abandoned building as he carefully observed his surroundings. In the distance, he could hear the faint sound of people chatting, probably coming from the bar he had passed before ducking into that run-down alley. Around him, the air lingered still, almost uncannily so. Before then, he would’ve never hung out in such a place, but alas dire times required dire measures.

Suddenly, he felt a shift in the air, along with a faint smell of gasoline. It had been almost imperceptible, like a cat landing on the rooftop of a house, but he instinctively glanced up and his fingers tightened around his staff. Surprisingly, he was met with a pair of magenta eyes looking directly at him with a curious expression. However, Zanka could soon see a wide grin appearing on the person’s face before they jumped down from the windowsill where they were perched on and landed right in front of him.

“You’re a new face here, how did you know of this place?”

Or, Zanka is in a bind and starts buying some amazing suppressants from a sketchy individual. He wasn't expecting him to be a Raider, nor for him to be that caring

HEAR ME OUT this song is so Janka coded that it’s the first thing I thought of while listening to it, so I wanted to put it out here

I've just caught up on wind breaker and I guess I wanted to put my two cents in the conversation

I find it really curious how Sakura's nightmare resembles the hanahaki disease, and I've been wondering what the sakura blossoms anchoring him down might be, especially after all the emphasis put on the fact that "sakura aren't like ume, and when sakura bloom, ume wilt" and the fact that Sakura will never be like Umemiya

In my opinion, the flowers represent the relationships that Sakura has built, hence why they are tying him down. He can't leave everyone to charge in alone and follow Suo because by doing so he wouldn't be making any of his friends happy. At the same time, the threads connecting Suo to the others aren't stopping him because, at least from what we know, he's always acted while planning to leave one day

Going back to the flower metaphor, these flowers tying him down are also his biggest strength in a way. Plum flowers bloom when winter hasn't yet passed by and they're the forerunners of all flowers, in the same way Umemiya was a "blazing inferno" (to put it in Endo's words) whose biggest strength is the way he can be a natural leader while also being able to rely only on himself when push comes to shove; on the other hand, sakura bloom the moment when spring arrives and they bring with them every other flower, in the same way, Sakura's strength relies heavily on other's validation and/or help: he's a strong individual fighter but unlike Umemiya he always brings "other flowers" (e.g. Shishitoren, Roppo Ichiza and Grovel during the war arc) in his wake to help dealing with what he can't do. In addition, one could say that Sakura helps people "bloom" with him by simply interacting with them

Am I the only one who didn't know that there was a Kenshi Yonezu song inspired by God of Death?