Hi! Do you think you could write some head cannons for Pota Maurice, like reader trying to befriend him and wanting to be around him a lot (platonically)
have a nice day :)
[Maurice and reader friendship headcanons!]
Summary: Maurice comes to accept you as a loving companion despite his previous doubts.
Warnings: None! Platonic friendship with Maurice!
A/N: I was so excited to see this request that I immediately did it. Whoops. I hope this is good!! I love Maurice so bad, I see him as a friend that kinda takes on the role of dad.
Maurice out of the entire ape council is the best suited to become friends with.
He has his fair bit of trauma related to humans and at first, he is hesitant to let you near him, he respects Caesar undoubtedly, but the deep rooted fear still exists within him, the abuse and punishments still fresh in memory.
But the orangutan has a good sense of character, so when you're taken in by the colony per Caesar's allowance, it's only natural that he places you with the calmest of the apes.
The way to win Maurice's favor is easy, treat him with respect and treat the small apes he teaches with respect. That's really all he asks.
Don't touch him without permission, and don't try and be forceful. He'll come to you when he's ready. He knows you have good intentions!
You can not buy his friendship, but finding him berries and herbs that he can eat will soften him to you and eventually boom, you're one of Maurice's friends now.
He doesn't care for meat like the others, so the fact that you've gone out of your way to help him find stuff to his taste makes him warm up to you all the more.
He doesn't mind that you tend to cling to him. Honestly, he's gonna see you as a kid. He can't help it. You're new to the colony, no friends or family, so he decides he'll be the one to be your family.
He'll drag you along to classes he teaches, asking for your help. You, of course, know a lot more human words than he does, and with your help, teaching goes a lot more efficiently, more apes learn the better.
Maurice expects you to eat with him at dinner, waving you over with his hand when he sees you awkwardly stand around. You have him. You're fine.
It's usually Maurice and Caesar who dine together and they can smell the anxiety radiating off of you, so they try and make conversation for your sake, their hands sign slow for you to read with ease.
'Take more berries.'
"I'm fine! This is plenty, than-"
Cue Maurice giving you a look that is pretty much saying it's not up for debate. Take the damn berries. You're not gonna go hungry.
Fast forwarding to War, everyone knows you as Maurice's companion, and it's due to you that Nova is able to travel with you all.
Maurice can't help but see parts of you in her, small and alone, just like all those years ago.
You, Malcolm, and his family have proven that the cruel and sadistic humans that he once dealt with were a minority.
So he gives Nova a chance and is happy when you accept her without thought, immediately forming a friendship with the young girl.
It makes him ever wonder why he disliked humans before then, the circus and the army soldiers being long forgotten due to you.
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why do you hate noa x Mae? This isn’t a hate ask btw just a genuine question
No worries, I gotcha! So I don't hate it actually, despite me complaining about it lmao
It just irks me to no end that that's seemingly all everyone talks about in the tags, I've never been a ship person to begin with so it gets annoying to me when I want to see anything else.
I do like Mae, too! She's incredibly well written, and it seems the only time ppl ever talk about her is when they ship her with Noa and vice versa.
It's stupid, really, but it's just a personal pet peeve of mine.
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@mahoushojoumonster asked:
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Send “💠” for a drabble of my muse interacting with the muse(s) of my other RP Blogs
The standoff was intense. Both sides keeping a distance. Shocked. Furious. One hand on a weapon. Neither could believe the other was standing before them. Walking, talking, living. It was an insult to their very beings. A slap in the face to everything that happened to them. And, by the gods, they were ready to just reach other and snuff the gods-forsaken light out. Unsurprisingly, Bakura was the first to start snapping.
"I don't know what layer of hell you just crawled out of, but you have balls to come in here and start making fucking demands. This is my house and I will bury you in it." The anger was absolutely palpable. How dare he show back up. How dare he show his face in a sacred place. How fucking dare he be alive in his presence. How. Dare. He. The grip on the blade tightened with every word, face contorting further and further into rage. It was taking everything he had to not just close the gap and start painting his walls red. He needed this. He truly did. It was just a shame at which one he had the lovely opportunity to speak to.
Bakura's rage wasn't what got him. It was the way he talked to him. This... thing, this unfortunate mistake, this goddamned reminder of his fuckup, was talking back to him. Him! The King of Thieves! He balked, digging his heels further in to stand his ground. He's not taking this lying down.
"I will make fucking demands of you! I'm the reason you're even alive! You owe me!" Now his own infamous temper was flaring up in spades. It took little to set him off. "You're gods-damned welcome you have the opportunity to go outside and touch grass! I did so much for you, for us, and your reaction is to start fucking swinging? I've met pigs more well-behaved than you!" What the hell is his problem?! He should be grateful! It's all thanks to him that they're even alive past their due date in the first place!
"I don't owe you a goddamn thing!!" His volume flared up, blade being brought up to point. His opponent doing the same. "I never asked for this! I never asked for you! All you and that other piece of shit ever did was make my life hell! You are THE worst thing to ever happen to me! Name three fucking things you did that benefitted both of us. Go on! I'll wait!!"
"You don't?!" The King of Thieves snapped, speaking loudly over the rest of Bakura's enraged little tangent. "What about back in Egypt? What about all the effort that I put in to get the pharaoh there? What about keeping you alive in Battle City? I do so much for you and you can't even thank me!"
That was enough to get the ex-spirit to freeze. To... thank him? Thank him? THANK HIM? There was a dead silence as Bakura just stared at the Thief King. His expression was blank. Which the almighty King of Thieves took as an unspoken victory. He lowered the blade and stood there proudly, hands on his hips.
"See? Now you see things my way. Now, repeat after me. 'Thank you, I owe you my l--'"
Maybe, in hindsight, he should've been paying closer attention.
Bakura's rage had grown into a monster in its own right. While the other prattled in false victory, he walked closer. Concealing the sound of his footsteps with cautious placement. And as soon as his target was within range, hell broke loose. Blood flew against walls, cabinets, the ceiling. It didn't matter. He didn't even care. The haughtiness, the unapologeticness, the lack of care. It was more than Bakura could handle. A furious hand covered the other's mouth while the other took out his pent-up emotions on the object of his hatred.
Maybe now he'll finally feel real.
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