Okay but can we take a moment to talk about how truly traumatic Leorio’s past really is? Like, I know we all talk about how terrible the other three’s childhoods are:
Killua living with a physically and emotionally abusive family, Gon with his father abandoning him, Kurapika’s clan being killed.
But I think we tend to forget that Leorio had just as much of a tragic background as the others. He watched his friend die. Right before his very eyes.
And then that hard reality sets on him; he could have survived if they had money for medicine. It was an entirely curable sickness. But all he could do was watch as his friend collapsed. And let’s just think for a moment; Leorio lived in such an impoverished area, there were probably bound to be other people he knew who suffered from the same sickness or a different illness that could have been saved from that miraculous money antidote.
So Leorio could have seen far more death in the course of his childhood that we may not even know about.
This becomes even more of a pressing issue for Leorio, especially concerning Gon. Because seeing Gon just laying there, practically charred skin and bone wrapped up in medical tape, physically and emotionally kills Leorio. Not just because it’s Gon and he feels so connected and attached to Gon, but because it brings back those memories. Of when he couldn’t do anything but watch someone die. And he thinks “Not again. I will not stand by and watch someone die again. I will find some way to heal Gon. I will invest every single piece of fame, fortune and time to bring Gon back.”
And when Gon enters through that door in the middle of the election, Leorio is so happy; so overwhelmed to see Gon alive and well. He’s so, so ecstatic that for once,
Pleaseee headcanons for dating Jason?? From the 2017 version? eeeekk I'm in love with him
Omg yes now I written for all of my boys yay! Ikr I’m love him too! I honestly love them all sm. I’m trash lmao
•He’s the leader, so basically he feels responsible for like everyone on the team- especially you
•At first he didn’t want to start a relationship with you, because naturally if an enemy found out you would leverage
•When you do finally get together, he. Is. So. Protective.
-If a guy even looks at you the wrong way he’s gathering the team, “its morphin time”
- and you all have to talk him down, reminding him what Zordon said about not escalating fights or abusing your powers
•Oh man, on the battlefield this boy is deadly. If an enemy hurts you, they’re down in record time. Jason always tries to stay by your side, he couldn’t imagine not having you there with him.
•He’s so worried about everyone, and you know the ‘leader’ mantle doesn’t help that. He’s soon becomes the mom friend™ of the rangers
-legitimately he will call all of you to make sure you get home safely after a battle or if one of you gets drunk at a party he will personally drive them home and carry them up to their bed and stuff like that
•He has nightmares, about Rita or you or the others getting hurt
-So he calls you at random times, his breathing heavy and you just talk him through it, assuring that all of you are safe and that you love him
-Sometimes he just calls because he wants to hear your voice
•He is actually pretty mellow on the PDA, like hand-holding or arm draping but no intense make outs in public
-the only time he does is if another guy won’t leave you alone, and he kisses you just to show your taken
•He calls you these cheesy pet names and you high key love it
-He calls you ‘baby’ too, but it’s mixed in with ‘love’, ‘gorgeous’, and ‘beautiful
-you always call him ‘captain’ jokingly (he would die if anyone found out but he thinks it’s super hot)
•His little sister totally adores you
-one time he walked in and you and her were having a tea party and he just knew you were the girl he was gonna marry
•His whole family likes you actually, his mom is really happy he got a good girl and his dad even claps his back telling him he did good with you
•The two of you always hold bike races through the City, but he mostly lets you win
•the whole team loves you together, and you haven’t been happier than when you’re with Jason and your friends.
(Aw this was so cute. I hope you all enjoy! Love ya! Feel free to request more!)
I’m literally so annoyed?? my mood literally just jumped off a cliff out of nowhere like I was feeling so totally ok and then suddenly . Crying and crying and crying and crying and now just an empty sadness. I’m so tired of all of this
Ever since I was a child, I have used daydreaming and fantasy as a means to escape what was going on around me. I believe it started around the age of 9, possibly 10. Well, for as long as I can remember I have always enjoyed imaginative play, but this is different I suppose. I would spend almost all of my time creating stories in my head, and would often lock myself in my room and act them out, as if it was actually happening. When I was alone, I would create people as well. Not friends, more like foster or adoptive parents. When my parents didn’t take care of me, it seemed ok, because in this little reality I had created I had parents watching over me. And when I had panic attacks, I had imaginary people to help me through. The problem is, I’m nearly 20 and I still live in fantasy worlds half the time. It feels like my life, the life I actually have is slipping away, because I’m to busy living in these world I have created in my head to live in the world right in front of me. Even so, I can’t seem to stop doing it. I get so invested in these worlds I create that I look at the clock and realize the day is over, but I haven’t done anything productive, because I was to busy being productive in my head. I hate it.
The intoxicating scent of tobacco and illicit substances fill the dark room, thin smoke clouding the space, fading the bright flashing lights into slightly tolerable glow blending all too loudly with the club beat.
Namjoon is now far too accustomed to this environment to give two shits about it, let alone one. The women too provocative in both actions and appearance, the drinks too expensive, and the crowd too cheap.
Deep in-fucking-side of his forsaken soul, Namjoon loathes being here with every fiber of his being. But in order to be successful, he chose to surround himself with those who already are, blinded by his burning desire to get to the top.
Amidst the darkness and the obnoxious noise, he sees at the corner of his eye a familiar figure at the other end of the room. Jimin stands at the very back, his face on the verge of tears. Taehyung in front of him holds a satisfied smug, hands covering the eyes of none other than Jinnie at the very front. When he lets go of his hands, it doesn’t take long for Jinnie to confusedly scan the room and spot Namjoon who, at the moment, happens to be making out with another random woman.
Jinnie freezes and so does Namjoon. Jimin pleads to Taehyung, and Taehyung once again covers Jinnie’s eyes, whispering in the older’s ear with a smile. Jimin finally had enough and gently tugs Jinnie out of the room, the older staggering as he blindly follows. Namjoon meets Taehyung’s eyes, reading the younger mouths with a mischievous smile.