READ FULL DESCRIPTION!! (...please and thank you :3) _______ THE RED STRING You didn't see this 😼😼 Real bummer the thumbnail isn't working.. but wtv.. Never fall for peer pressure guys 🙏🙏 This one shot has no character dialogue (sorry). Follows spamton from a narrator. Story told as if it were being recalled by a third party (happened a long time ago.) themes of violence, themes of murder, themes of suicide, and depicted weapons/blood. Read with caution I guess.. Non harsh criticism is much appreciated. Please enjoy. If you want to take inspiration or smth, just ask me! I will most likely agree! --------- BG INFO/ SUM: Spamton and tenna have lived most of their life tied together by a RED STRING, which hadn't bothered them until tenna slowly abandoned their relationship to focus on his show, leaving spamton in the dust, a once thriving business man; now living off of nothing but scraps. spamton grew to hate the red string. He begun to struggle with memories of his past and ptsd that put him into immense pain, and caused violent outbreaks. (This ptsd was mostly of the big shot era and his past relationship with tenna during that time.) It would become a battle between his conflicting morals and his undying thirst for freedom. it overwhelms him. he finds himself often consumed by multiple negative emotions at a time. It had drove him practically insane. It became so unbearable, he considered more permanent solutions to put an end to these memories and taste sweet freedom again. but he couldn't possibly go through with them.. Right? :) will he risk loosing his future to forget his past, or will he force himself to live on in pain? RED STRING: it is said to be believed by some that people who were destined to meet eachother or are soulmates of any sort are connected by an unbreakable invisible red string. (Except... they can both see it. Uh. Whatever.)

Over the years I've often been asked to write a shipping story. They never specified what, exactly, they wanted. Sorry not sorry :'D

During the last match of the Ragnarok, Raimon vs The Lagoon, Saru tells Tenma something he really shouldn't have. Now the two of them have to deal with the trouble left by their parents - yep, THEIR parents. The big secret? Tenma and Saru are twins. The problem? The just-reunited twins have to split up again! "Great, Saru, just great. Couldn't you really just keep your mouth shut?" Now Tenma has to pick up the pieces of his shattered reality. "You are evil, Saru," something he found out recently. "Aw, you know you love me, little brother." Just great. "My parents aren't my real parents, I have a creepy older monkey twin brother from 200 years in the future," Saru snorts at this, "and even my name is wrong!" Add Raimon to the mix, and there is only one possible outcome: Total Chaos!

Everything is normal for the Raimon High School soccer team, until their first-years get a new classmate. But why does this new boy absolutely detest soccer? Why does he hate the soccer team so much? And maybe more importantly... why does he seem to know so much about them? As hidden soccer skills are revealed, Raimon will have to find out who Matsukaze Tenma really is and what he has to do with them. Easier said than done when the only one with the answers isn't willing to give them.

No matter how strong Matsukaze Tenma is, he's still human. What really goes on in his head during Raimon's fights? How much stress can he take before shattering? As he is pushed closer to the breaking point, is there anyone who can save him from the darkness? Because no matter what everyone wants to believe, not even Tenma is invincible and eventually he'll be pushed over the edge.

From the shadows comes an enemy to haunt the Raimon Eleven, dark and unknown. Or is it? History will repeat itself once again, but what has happened to the other "Sacrifices"? Raimon will be chained to the past as the cycle repeats itself. Can what was defied twice be stopped again, or will the Raimon team suffer the same fate as those before them? Will they ever survive the Maze?

In which Raimon worries, Tenma keeps dismissing his own well-being - he should stop doing that - and lots of people start to notice the very concerning bruises. And no, it doesn't actually reassure them when they find out what the real problem is - after all, Tenma doesn't let it stop him from doing stupid things (which he definitely should, in his friends' humble opinions).

''I'm sorry'' were the words that started it. ''Do not fight, it is impossible'' were the ones that followed. ''What motivates you?'' were the ones never spoken. If they had been, however, many would've been surprised. After all, who would expect Matsukaze Tenma of all people to answer that question with ''spite''?

They were not gods, nor were they quite human. They were glorious, shining like golden beacons in the night, glowing like the red of the approaching dawn. But beyond that, they were laughter and love, life, because they were more than just demigods. They were Raimei, protectors, outcasts, free to dance with the wind - but it was never meant to last, was it? One thing's for sure, though - life just loves to prove you wrong. New Year's fic!

It's not easy balancing between getting a university degree and managing an intergalactic space police corps, but, well, somehow Tenma manages. At least he's got friends from all over the universe to help him! And coffee. Lots of coffee. Maybe it would be a little easier if there wasn't a conspiracy to destroy them all. Or: after the Grand Celesta Galaxy, the universe signed a treaty for interstellar peace. It's not as great as it sounds, especially when said universe is full of dark secrets and a single wrong move could get you killed. Tenma's trying his best though.