Event: Angstpril 2025 by @chaos-company Fandom: Arcane Ship: Ekko x Jinx | Timebomb Rating: M Tags: MCD Beta: @crypt-exe
She still had his blood on her hands.
She…
Still had his blood….
On her. Cooling. Sticky. Dripping…
…down her face.
He isn’t moving anymore. Limp. He isn’t moving. He…he isn’t breathing.
She’d learned that long ago. People had to breathe. Human’s need air in their lungs. She scrambles to her bruised knees. He’d bruised them when he pushed her out of the way. He’d shoved her. “YOU’RE AN ASSHOLE!” she screamed at him. Leaning over him. His eyes were open. Staring into the void. “You pushed me asshole. You don’t push ladies!”
Hot droplets leaking from her fierce violet eyes lands on him. Maybe they’d warm him up. Like he’d do with her. Wrap her in warm hugs. She’d never told him he gives good hugs. She’d shrug them off. That’s what she was supposed to do. Never let them get close.
She was a Jinx after all.
“C’mon. You gotta get up. They’re gonna find us.” She whispers. “Ekko. C’mon. You gotta get up!”
They were walking home. He’d taken her for ice cream.
All she had asked was “what did it taste like?”
She forgot to warn him. She put in new traps. She’d had dreams. Bad dreams. Nightmares. They followed her. The eyes. They. she had…to. She had to put the traps in. Nobody could…find them. They were precious. He.
He is precious. Worth protecting.
He stayed with her. It’s dangerous with her. HE HAD TO BE PROTECTED!!!
He took one step off the beaten path. One step. boom.
It was a small pop. Barely a marble hitting the ground. But….now Ekko….
She could fix it. She…she can fix him. Stitch him back together. Make him one piece again. She’d tell him she loved his hugs. She…there’s still time.
“BLINK IF YOU CAN HEAR ME!” She screams. She pounds her fists against his chest, but it’s caving in. She kisses him. His lips are cold. Breathes into him.
Nothing. Stillness. Silence.
If he didn’t push her out of the way. If she’d told him. If she was a second faster. Her ears are ringing.
Silence.
Not….not even…an..echo…
Not
Not even. An. But his hugs… Not. Even. An. Ekko.
“I love you.” She says for the first time. “Come home.” she says for the last.
ʙᴏᴛᴀɴʏ ᴘᴛ. 1
P.D. Mood boards aren't back, but I've got some queued because I was stressed and needed a release...
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Event: Angstpril 2025 by @chaos-company
Fandom: Haikyuu
Ship: Kuroo/Ken
Rating: T
Tags: Angst, rejection
The rehearsal studio smelled like perfume and sweat. Kenma’s hands were trembling against the barre, knuckles white, trying not to cry.
“You weren’t supposed to take the role,” he said, voice a half-gone whisper.
Kuroo didn’t respond at first. He stood by the center mark, hair tousled from the practice. The light hit him perfectly. Principal dancer. Star of the show.
“You dropped out, Kenma,” he said finally. It sounded like an excuse.
“I sprained my ankle. I told the director I’d be back in two weeks at most. It wasn’t permanent.” Kenma turned around. His cat eyes sharp as the cuts in their pas de deux. “You told me you’d cover for me, not replace me.”
Kuroo looked down, jaw clenching. “The gala’s in six days. They needed someone.”
“They needed you, apparently.” He spit. The air between them crackled.
Kenma took a step forward. A jolt shot through his joints. He wasn’t supposed to be dancing yet, but he’d been practicing alone. Hidden. Waiting for his return to the stage where he belonged. But this was wrong. It was supposed to be with Kuroo. “You could’ve said no.” Tears ebbed at the corners of his eyes.
“I couldn’t,” Kuroo said, swallowing. “You don’t get it, Kenma. This isn’t like before. They were going to pull the entire piece if they didn’t have a name. I thought…”
“What? That I’d be okay with you dancing our routine with someone else?”
‘It’s not like that.”
“Don’t lie to me!”
Kuroo moved toward him, but Kenma backed away.
“I trusted you,” Kenma said again, softer this time, like a ghost speaking from beyond. “Out of everyone in this company, you. You were supposed to be on my side.”
Kuroo ruffled, “I am on your side, goddammit!”
“Then why does it feel like I’ve been pushed offstage?” The silence returned, heavier now. Harsher.
Kuroo reached out, his hand hovering over Kenma’s shoulder. So close to touching, but not daring to make contact. “I didn’t want to lose it,” he said. “The piece. Us. I thought if I could keep it alive until you were ready-”
“You killed it,” Kenma said, full tears spilling over “Because now every time I hear that music, I won’t think of us. I’ll think of you and her.”
Kuroo flinched. “I just wanted to protect it,” he whispered.
Kenma looked at him for a long moment. Then, finally, stepped forward and rested his forehead against Kuroo’s shoulder. “You can’t protect something by pretending it doesn’t hurt,” he said, voice cracking. “Next time... just dance with me. Or not at all.”
Kuroo wrapped his arms around him, tentative, guilty. “Next time,” he promised.
Guys is this trend still a thing? Guys? GUYS- COME BACK-
I’ve been watching MHA recently can u tell
Happy Valentines ⋆˚✿˖° 💕
Long overdue timebomb art😫
yes bby powder taller than bby ekko just cuz
THE SIMILARITIESS OF THEM THOOO UGHH
Me and my arcane obsessed friend just got this idea while in class lol
WIP for like a month cuz im souper buzy woman, can't catch a break and I can't post the higher quality render i m gonna cri
Event: Angstpril 2025 by @chaos-company Day: 1—Forgotten Fandom: Arcane Ship: Ekko/Jinx | Timebomb Rating: T CW: Ambiguity regarding the aliveness of a character
He lit up the city for her, going so far as to cross wires into underground power supplies he absolutely shouldn’t have access to.
He painted on walls. Symbols highlighted by the transient stars. Arrows guiding her home. He wanted her to find her way back. Notes scattered like campaign leaflets that flooded the streets. Everywhere people walked, it was like a blanket of snow covering the ground. They needed to be reminded. Of the sacrifice. Who died so they could live. Who fought demons so they could continue to wake up another day.
He wrote her diary entries about his days. All the conversations he was going to have with her. All the welcome homes. She was going to know how needed she was. He kept her home clean. Every tool was organized. Every button dusted. He searched every nook, cranny and crevice for her. Foreign lands. On the home front. Up in the shiny world with the snobby people. He looked.
Ekko would illuminate the world searching for his Jinx.
He was gonna make damn sure, she will never be forgotten.
I promise I didn't disappear, I just don't have any impulse control and started several at once again haha
MDNI. Nerdy cowboy. Accent to boot. Wicked kitchen gremlin. Writer, editor, will go to war for the man I love. Menace instigator.
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