#(I hope I didn't mess up while doing research haha)

[mellosdrawings]

Ok, originally I didn't want to do Twst OCs that weren't based on actual Disney characters, but I broke my one rule because @marigoldendragon triple dog dared me to do an octopus OC. Which I failed, because I did a jellyfish one instead :'D

(Just... pretend he's one of those random jellyfish from that one scene in Finding Nemo)

So yeah, here's my new Ignihyde OC I guess.

Noah Jackson

18 years old, 3rd year

Ignihyde

From the Coral Sea, jellyfish merman

He/Him though he doesn't mind any other pronouns

Signature Spell: Go With the Flow

-Basically an anti gravity spell that allows him or whoever he touches to move through the air the same way he does under water

-The tiniest gust of wind can make him float away

-If he uses it right before he gets knocked out by a spell he just flies away like a balloon with only minimal damages

-While he can stir himself through the air, the people that get affected by his spell generally can't. Only some merfolk manage to adjust and swim through the air

-It also works on objects. His own room is constantly under the spell while he's inside so he can emulate his own home

No heart, no brain, only vibes.

Noah is not the brightest and he knows it. His motto is to just "go with the flow". Whatever is funniest gets his attention, but he never goes out of his way to actually catch it. He just ~vibes~. Whatever happens happens. Good stuff? Great, let's have some fun! Bad stuff? Oh well, let's just wait for it to pass.

Nothing has weight for him. While it means he doesn't get hurt much in life because he just doesn't care, it can be a huge drag for the people around him.

Random facts:

-Noah is based on the Sea Nettle jellyfish. While his sting isn't necessarily deadly, he certainly can hurt others.

-He is only 1.56 meters tall.

-He is genuinely blind but he manages to get around by sensing light and magic. He still regularly sticks to someone and "goes with the flow" of the crowd.

-While very confused about getting sorted into Ignihyde, he immediately got into it because of the lights. He's surprisingly efficient at technomancy and uses speech-to-text to write his homeworks.

-He's pretty sensitive to waves so his dormmates often come to him when they are in search of the best spot to receive Wi-Fi.

-Noah always moves his arms around. His head too, to make his hair flow, which is a problem since his hair have the same toxic properties as his tentacles.

-His stamina is terrible and he has no strength whatsoever.

-He bargained with Sam to get a skirt because pants are too restrictive for him. He doesn't like his Dorm Uniform at all.

-He loses stuff. A LOT!

-His best subject is Flight.

-He's part of the Pop Music club but he has completely forgotten about it. He plays wind instruments, mostly ocarina or pan flute, but he also loves instruments that are bigger than he is.

(Jellyfish pic source)

(@marigoldendragon The drawings with Lachlan will be posted tomorrow, promise!)

[kimbap-r0ll]

Can I request a reader who wishes to transfer from their current dorm because they feel intimidated by their surroundings and can’t fit in, but are also too scared to ask their Housewarden? For Heartslaybul, Diasomnia, and Pomefiore.

Hi, thank you for the ask! I think I'll answer these in a general way since having each character would be over my character limit. Hope you enjoy!

Reader wants to change dorms (feat. Heartslabyul, Diasomnia, Pomefiore)

Heartslabyul

They would be happy to receive you, but only if you're willing to follow all of the rules of the Queen of Hearts. The issue here is while there are a lot of friendly people there, the strictness of the dorm leader might make you feel worse than in the dorm you were originally in (unless you were in Pomefiore)

Riddle would try his best to understand that you're new to the dorm and will offer to explain the switch to the dorm leader of your previous dorm. He might be scary but he can be caring

Ace and Deuce definitely would be happy to have more people in the dorm, that just means more people to hang out with! Ace might give you some heads up too about the rules in Heartslabyul and such

Everyone in Hearstlabyul will be pretty chill, and the tea parties are probably a lot of fun. Just know that there are a lot of rules in the dorm but outside of that the place can be a super nice home

Diasomnia

Similar to Riddle, Malleus will offer to explain the situation to your previous dorm leader. He doesn't want you to be stressed out about the switch. He'll help you ease into the dorm quickly too, but Lilia will be more excited to do that

Expect the vice dorm leader to show you around and explain some of the dorm rules (there aren't that many I think?). Everyone there might seem a bit intimidating at first because they're all really strong magic users, but know that if you got into Diasomnia you're just as strong as they are (maybe more!)

A lot of students there are probably really friendly, just hard to talk to at first. They'll soon feel like family because they really try to understand you and know all about your likes and dislikes.

Sebek and Silver become your close friends and while everything is pretty chill, they might warn you about Lilia's cooking. "Just in case he offers," Silver explains. Sebek is a bit tsundere with you haha

Pomefiore

Vil might have said no at first, explaining that you can't just switch. But perhaps he wanted you to be in his dorm in the first place, and he ends up caving into your plea and lets you in. He'll explain the situation himself to your previous dorm leader as well

Vil's really lenient with you on Pomefiore dorm rules. There's a lot that goes into being a student that's part of Pomefiore, and he wants to ease you into the dorm rather than throw you into the deep end. Besides, if you changed in the middle of the year, you didn't get the nice orientation that everyone else got in the beginning. So, he understands when you forget certain rules or mess up on certain tasks

Rook might do a lot of research on you before you fully settle in. it's a bit unsettling, but he does this with everyone and he might end up as one of your closest friends. Epel also welcomes you to the dorm, with the two of you learning the ropes of being at the school and in Pomefiore

Pomefiore students might come off as stuck up or uncaring at first, but when you find your circle they'll be the most caring people you'll ever meet. Vil will be happy to see you settle in as well, often checking up on you to make sure you feel at home

[churnedbutterr]

I'm sorry to all the people who were looking forward to this for almost 2 months now. I hope this satisfies your needs for now.

Check the bottom for more notes~

Heimdall x Reader -

Get back here

Strong language

Part 1/?

It was a typical day of Heimdall trying to annoy Atreus. The boy was only trying his best not to listen to the self-absorbed prick, however, as for most of Heimdall's victims, he snapped. A little quarrel broke out. Atreus tried gruelingly to hit Heimdall with his arrows, but eventually got pushed down into the mud, getting covered in it. As Heimdall was praising himself and degrading Atreus, the boy sought a perfect opening to get back at him. Throwing mud at the man's beautifully ironed clean clothes, leaving Heimdall dazed and dumbfounded, and Atreus snickering. Clearly agitated and previously having Odin on Heimdall's tail, he had to go to his room to get a change of garments without further hurting Atreus. Having to leave Atreus to fend in Asgard's mud for himself. Fortunately, the All-father has given you a quest that would require you and Heimdall to leave Asgard for a little while. So, let's go get him, shall we?

"Yes, yes, I hear you. But I have no other choice! He has been pestering Atreus for days, and I can't have that boy leaving! Just take Heimdall with you to Niflheim and distract him for a good while." Odin had had enough of your whining about taking Heimdall on your mission. Knowing, that if he wasn't going to be bothering Atreus, he was going to be bothering you instead.

"But, All-father!" Trying to bicker with him further was just a waste of time at this point. He already had made up his mind and wasn't going to suggest anything else.

"I've got a lot of stuff to do and I have to fix this mess. Now, shoo! Go!"

Sighing, you left the old man to his papers, research, and any other stuff he was working on. Still not being able to believe that you'll need to spend time with Heimdall. It's not like you despised him but there was something about him that just made your stomach twist and twirl in a weird way.

Making your way from Odin over to Atreus, you noticed the massive amount of mud on his clothes, making you gasp.

"Atreus! What... What happened? Are you alright?" You exclaimed while jogging up to him.

"Yeah, I'm fine. That Heimdall sure is... a lot." He said, wiping the dirt off his armor.

"Heimdall? Heimdall did this?" You asked, although, you already knew the answer. I mean, who else could it have been?

"Yeah! Of course, it was him! I can't believe Odin hasn't sent him permanently to the top of that large wall! He just haaas to be everywhere and annoy everyone."

His snout scrunched, but just seconds after you saw a smile creeping onto Atreus' face.

"Buuut, I managed to get some mud on him as well, I'd call my payback pretty successful." He said proudly, putting his fists on his hips and puffing his chest.

"Hah, that's awesome! How'd he react?" Starting to get enticed in this story, you started to forget your main goal of talking to Atreus.

"Oh, right! Speaking of Heimdall, I need him for something. Do you happen to know where he is?"

"Heimdall? You NEED Heimdall? Am I having a nightmare right now?"

"Ah, no, no." You dismissed Atreus' joke by waving both your hands in front of you. "I need him for a mission."

"Oh? Why not take me instead?"

'Uhhhh, shit.' Seems like you didn't think about this far enough.

"The All-fath- I mean, Odin told me to get Heimdall and uh get a thing from a place, and uhm he said..."

"He said...?" Atreus waited patiently for you to continue.

"He said... That only Heimdall could help! He said he had another mission for you soon so he wanted you to have some well-deserved rest first!"

Great save.

"Oh, well, alright." Yes! He bought the excuse!

"Haha, yeah. But DO you know where he is?"

"Considering that I got mud on him, he probably went to change." Atreus answered, attempting to wipe off the now caked-on mud from his clothes.

"Oh! Thank you, thank you. Alright, gotta go, bye-bye!"

"Wha- Bye?"

Leaving Atreus to ponder the conversation, you continued on your search for Heimdall.

---slight time skip---

Nearing the end of the hall and the door to his room, you took in a quick breath before seeing the face you dreaded seeing the most. Raising your hand, you knocked on the heavy wooden door. Standing, waiting for an answer. Hearing light footsteps, you readied yourself for discouragement and name-calling. The door creaked open, leaving you stunned.

The very last thing you expected to show up in front of your face was his pale chest. His... pale, beautiful chest. 'No, get that out of your head.' You said to yourself, not moving an inch. However, you kept staring. Staring... at his chest, collar, neck...

"Come on, sweetheart. I know that I am stunning but stop admiring. What is it you want?" He said as you finished your eye journey to his face.

His voice snapped you out of your trance. Blood started to rush to your face, making your cheeks slightly pink.

"The All-father told me to..." Taking a small gulp, you continued. "to get you. For a mission. To Muspelheim." You said, hoping that he hadn't noticed the sweat dripping from your forehead.

"Muspelheim?" He asked in a teasing voice, questioning what you had said, knowing that that was definitely not what you meant.

Realizing your mistake, you quickly corrected yourself.

"Niflheim! I meant... Niflheim." You started to feel slightly embarrassed that you had said the wrong realm. Trying to calm yourself from the interaction was proving to be difficult, though, it wasn't helping that his face was inching closer to yours, as to inspect it.

"Seems as if you already went to Muspleheim before coming here."

He smirked. Noticing the blush creeping up to your ears.

"No. I. I didn't." You corrected him before continuing your proposal.

"Listen, you don't have much of a choice. Also, we need to be gone from Asgard as soon as possible, and for the rest of the day, so, get dressed." You spoke, looking over his abdomen, which had his pants almost falling below his hips, before averting your gaze to the side, to not let your thoughts wander further.

"Sigh. Well if the All-father says so." He murmured.

"I'll be out in a moment, just wait-"

Before Heimdall could finish his sentence, you both heard heavy footsteps almost rounding the corner.

"HEIMDALL."

"Shit." You and Heimdall whispered simultaneously, hearing Thor nearing your way. Turns out, Heimdall had an unfinished argument with him, that's why he exclaimed profanity. But you? You said that because you were about to be caught speaking with a man who was half-naked and leaning on the door frame. Both of you wouldn't have had a fun time explaining that to Odin if Thor were to see you.

Quickly reacting, because of reading your thoughts and agreeing with them, Heimdall pulled you by your waist into his room and pushed you with his hands on your half-exposed back into the half-empty wardrobe to hide. Naturally, he joined you, pulling you close to him and lightly holding your head to his chest. Your cheek touched his exposed skin and sank into it. Hearing every beat that resonated from his heart.

Meanwhile, Thor had barged in and was looking around for Heimdall in the room.

Your face grew redder and your thoughts started to foster in the middle of your mind rapidly, making you have a impossible way of ignoring them. What if his pants just happened to slip down further? What if you both fell out of the closet and he fell on top of you? What if you looked up at him and his purple eyes stared you down with lust? What if you made a move that would fluster him and make him suddenly want you? What if-

"Please," With a heavy annoyed sigh, he whispered, twisting his head slightly away from you. "silence your thoughts for a minute."

"Sorry." You dug your ear into his chest which appeared to be getting warmer by the second. Was his pulse quickening too?

No, no way it was. You were just overthinking, right? No way such a god would have feelings for someone like you.

...

Right?

Hold on. Did you have feelings for him? You're the one getting all flustered. No. No. This is bad. You shouldn't have feelings for him! First off, he'll never reciprocate them, and second, IT'S HEIMDALL! IT'S-

"SHUT UP" He whispered as quietly as he could.

Heimdall had swiftly leaned towards you, making you almost fall backward, the only support being his hands grabbing you by the shoulders, seeming as if he wanted to shake you and your thoughts out of your brain.

"Please, PLEASE, shut the FUCK up."

You stared at him in his glowing eyes as he scolded you. Although there was little to no light in the closet, you could feel the warmth radiating from his face and you knew that he was blushing too. Maybe even more than you.

Thor left with a loud slam of the door and angry footsteps. Leaving you and Heimdall frozen in the closet.

"Is he gone?" You whispered.

Heimdall peaked out to inspect. The thin ray of light caressing his face showed how red it had gotten. Clearing his throat, he said, "Yes, it appears so."

He hurriedly stepped out of the closet first, letting go of your shoulders. You, on the other hand, being clumsy and all, managed to trip on clothes and strings that got scattered on the floor by Thor.

Trying to quickly react, you reach out for the thing in front of you, which just happened to be Heimdall.

You grab him, and since he had busied his mind to not read any more of your thoughts, he wasn't paying attention.

You made him fall to the ground with you. You however, face-planted on the floor.

"Ouch..." Your voice got muffled by the floorboards.

You slowly looked up to see if he had gotten hurt from the fall. But instead of scolding you he was just sitting there on the floor, staring at you with wide eyes and a clogged throat.

Wondering what it was, your sweat turned cold and your eyes opened wide once you realized the pose you had fallen in.

Chest down, on your knees with your ass up. One hand grabbing his forearm that you tried to hold on to for support during the fall and the other clutching the clothes on the floor. And now, staring at him with your cheek hugging the wooden floor.

It practically looked as if you were begging for him. Not to mention, you were between his bent knees, your face merely steps away from his shaft.

You stared at each other not saying a word. It seemed as if both of your minds had gone blank.

His features started looking far too good in the morning light, hoping for something more you slowly rose up and cautiously inched closer to him as you noticed him leaning closer to you too. Your lips gravitated towards each other, leaving barely any room for breaths. Your noses almost touching.

But before you could get a taste, he stood up and grabbed the fresh shirt he had laid out on his bed previously and put it on. "Ahem, you said we needed to get out as soon as possible, right? Let's go." He said in a hurry, buttoning his clothes and tightening his belt, adjusting something in his pants.

Shortly after, he left you alone in his room with a loud thud of the door.

'That prick.'

You said to yourself, knowing damn well he just chickened out of a moment you both wanted.

You wouldn't let him get away that easily.

---part 1/?---

Soo, how'd I do? Constructive criticism is strongly appreciated. If you're looking forward to the next part, please let me know! I'll try to write it way faster this time~.

[kingdoms-and-empires]

Hi! Thank you so much for creating such an awesome world and story and then sharing it with us! I always get sucked in whenever I play. You've seem to have thought a lot about how gender works in this world (like with the MC noticing that there seems to be different forms of dress for men vs women). I was curious if you've ever thought of making it possible for the MC to be nonbinary or agender? Or choose to be gender nonconforming in some way? Are those accepted things in any of the cultures of this world? Apologies if these questions have been asked before!

Awww thank you!!!

As for the seeming gender equality and differences, I'd like to point out that it happened for a reason. The Beltheans, as we remember, are in fact refugees from another continent.

They fled a brutal regime, and from that trauma, they...

Illegalized slavery and abhor it so much they consider Wars of Liberation valid Casus Belli (Latin term which basically means "justification for war"). Something very difficult for nations to do is the justification of starting a war of aggression and keeping the people on board with it.

Gender equality was a Belthean cultural specialty that spread throughout Nareth. Once again, the trauma suffered from back home helped pave the way for women in Nareth to become soldiers, to become leaders in government and war. The Belthean homeland was nooooot a happy place for women. This doesn't mean bigotry or sexism hasn't been eliminated in Nareth though. But the whole "A woman cant be a leader nor have martial learning!" has been thoroughly squashed.

As for your non-binary or agender question; I did not think of having non-binary or agender characters or MC's while creating the world and story. Afterward, when I found out people actually liked the game, that's when i thought about this question when i saw some peeps played as/are non-binary and agender. I came to the conclusion that KaE wasn't the right story for representing non-binary or agender communities.

If I added it in, itd be cheap and ingenuine. Since i didn't account for this, the worldbuilding and specifically what i have planned in writing wouldn't mesh well with it. It'd feel forced.

Not only would it feel forced, id have no idea how to go about it. Does the world not accept the MC and their gender nonconformity, making me have to write scenes where MC struggles? Is the world okay with the MC, meaning i have to explain more in the worldbuilding how it became accepted? Are there others? Would I need to write more differing content to account for non-binary content? (PS: Yes I would.)

The need for having a biological heir in this game. How would I go about it? What ROs would be available to the NB MC? All of em?

I already have a lot on my plate, this is something else Id have to do some research about and another thing to worry about not messing up (or getting canceled over lmao). Some may just say, "Just put it in, stop being annoying about it." But...no. Thats not how writing works. At least that's not how I work. I wouldn't write something like that in and never bring it up again in the story. As some may have noticed, the exact same issues are shared by the trans community and their representation in the story/game. All of the above apply to that community as well.

To reiterate, I came to the conclusion that KaE wasn't the right story for representing non-binary or agender communities.

If anyone has issue with this, then make your own game and story with all the features you like.

To dear Anon, i hope i answered your questions and explained myself and my reasoning. I tried being transparent and honest, but lets see if it was worth it haha

[leggerefiore]

Okay I seriously love that alien invader and magical girl post you did, can you do more? Like what is a future fight going to be like? What will happen when the alien bros find out they’ve been mating with their enemy? Is the world doomed?

more unhinged rambling about this au, yay haha. Its a mess and also children because this is an au from friend and i, and we have a pseudo story.

cw: poly, aliens, fem reader, pregnancy, alien invasion, bad end kind Of

● Their plans for invasion were pushed back with the realisation of your pregnancy. Instantly, their demeanours seemingly shifted from planning and aggression, to relaxed and gentle. The topic failed to even be brought up, as they were both readying themselves for your new hybrid child. Ingo fell into helping decorate for a nursery, which ended up being complicated with the announcement of twins. Emmet became protective quickly, not wanting to leave you alone. It was then you learnt about the human's attempt to fight back before you intervened. Many times they had tried to take them away, wanting to research and experiment on them. This was unwanted, naturally, and Emmet was paranoid for the safety of your children. You, as well, for that matter.

○ The sudden disappearance of their rival did not go unnoticed. Ingo commented on it, pondering if she had perhaps saw no reason to continue a fruitless battle. They were clearly evenly matched and stuck at a stalemate. Emmet nodded. That seemed corrected. You sipped your tea in the background and feigned ignorance. Hope remained that your children would put an end to their fathers' plans. Both still were too entranced with the idea of parenthood that the idea of your sudden appearance and their rival's disappearance didn't correlate in their minds.

● The twins were small, squirmy beings that appeared more human than alien. If it weren't for the ebony blood that coursed in their veins. You adored them greatly, while the brothers celebrated their birth with much excitement. Their first children were always special ones. “In my near millennia of life, I never thought the day would come so soon,” Ingo spoke while holding the older twin, Emma, “Our species repopulation will assuredly go well…” Your head turned to him while Emmet sat beside you on the bed to play with Inka. They were that old? What did they mean, repopulation? You kept these questions to yourself for now.

○ Time passed, and both seemed much too focused on parenting to return, still. You had bought time. Hopefully, the girls could transform by the time they were teenagers. Another child came to help borrow more time, but your son, Erin, was more alien than human. Pointed ears and black sclera, but with your red blood within him. Ingo became endeared with him, and doted over him constantly while the girls grew. Finally, the time came, and you heard of two new heroines sudden appearance to counteract the strange things happening. Furthered by Ingo's and Emmet's complaints.

● It was going so well, until the aliens came home early one day. The kids were still at school, so it was just you three. You were sitting on the couch, doing some light reading before getting dinner ready. Emmet gave you a strange look with a malicious smile. Ingo cleared his throat. “We had been distressed by the sudden appearance of these new rivals,” he explained, while taking a seat in a nearby chair, “I wondered if they had come from our previous one… I presume that is the case, of course.” Emmet sat down beside you, pulling you close to him. “Our rivals are Inka and Emma,” the younger twin cooed, “I thought you came to our side. Were we wrong?”

○ “Aren't you teaching Erin how to help you invade?” you retaliated. It was an unfortunate truth from their side, you had notices. They believed Emma and Inka's powers to more akin to a normal human's rather than themselves and chose not to involve them, but they had yours in the end. “… We are,” Ingo gave you that, “How come you never told us?” You wondered if their species usually mated for life with people trying to force them off their planet. “I still somewhat fear death,” you sighed. The fear needed to be admitted. Emmet hummed before hugging you close. “Nope! Loved you verrry much. Still do,” the alien suddenly brought out his tentacles, “I want to recreate some of our battles. For fun.” Ingo gagged, but agreed with the first half of his sentiment.

● They seemingly didn't mind the fact you were their previous rival, more so annoyed by the fact that the girls were opposing them. You remained mostly uninvolved, knowing they wouldn't harm them in any way. Everything continued in a certain lull. Their progress was constantly thwarted by the girls. You managed to convince them to leave the Erin out of everything, but the boy now seemed invested in the planet's takeover. It was only after a situation that involved Inka and researchers that left you finally giving into the invasion. Learning that your daughter had been nearly drained of her blood was something that broke you. Days of sobbing followed while you held her close, Emmet had finally got bored with messing around. Humanity had hurt someone precious to him.

○ You relented, and most of humanity was ended within a month's time. If they weren't playing games, the earth would have been gone sooner. Inka was mad despite the trauma that had happened to her, preferring to view herself as humanity's protected. Emma couldn't excuse it, however. When the planet fell, the rest of their species joined them, happy to finally have a habitable home. You were praised endlessly for being the mate of their leaders and producing more members of their race. It wasn't long until you agreed to their medical care that extended your life span to nearly as long as theirs.

● The queen duty demanded a lot upon you, with a lot of the population issues being fixed by your couplings with the twins. Your body has shifted, too, going from a menstrual cycle to an estrus cycle. Heats were a strange experience, but were always settled by one of the twins. In the end, the invasion ended up more as a mixture of humans and their species rather than a total invasion. It wasn't too bad, you'd admit. You were happy with your family and duties as queen.

[writing-blog-iguess]

Do you have any headcanons about the insecurities fic you wrote about? I can't help but headcanon a lot, like:

both Harley & Ivy enjoys watching reader finishing her food, they also call her their mom since reader has been making them food since their first meet (Harley loves her egg sandwich, while Ivy was the baked potatoes bread)

Alfred always bakes matcha swiss roll with red bean paste or pastries that's easy too shallow with reader (so that she could shallow without feeling like choking and needs to drink a lot of water) whenever she stops by and keeps giving him hugs which he gladly return it everytime, the Alferd&Y/N's hug, is what everyone comments it

Dicks showing pictures he took of seven years old (a journey of Y/N's growing he calls) and then reader to all his teammates and the league as soon as he learnt the engagement's finally announce 'Look at this! Can't you imagine?! She's my little sister! This is when she seven years old! It's very heartwarming right blah blah blah... " and that's how the other superheros and older Teen Titans and Barbara knows how much Dick adore his future little sister-in-law who's s cinnamon roll

Sassy and baddass way to talk for so people won't dare mess up with her confidence (Jason help her built up, after he met her and quick into adoption of her, siblings!) Not that he would ever admit, Jason will sent glares to whoever who diss Y/N's like to children picture books (for example, The Guardians of Childhood aka inspiration of Rise of the Guardians movie) come on, his little sister had great taste in books!

Tim forbid her drinking coffee when they first met and even after (since he nearly caused a seven-years-old gone missing in the manor after the reader can't fall asleep decided to have a exploration situation) but will make it for her sometimes later after she used to it, made account for art websites she wants to register that so she can admire arts but underage back when childhoods, so he used it under his own only name (defiantly annoymus, and no, it's not illegal website) and every then and how

Makeover and dress-up with Barbara, Stephanie and Cassandra after they learnt of her (which they give Damian few lessons of 'how to treat the girl you like' with Dick who's extremely enjoy it, Jason and Tim who's enjoy the show all day), in the end, all heads to movie since it's sister bond time and apparently, the ideas of XL caramel popcorns and coke are the best choice!

Bruce pat or ruffle her hair softly everytime they met, a habit since the day he had ten years ago when she's seven, a touch of 'my daughter is growing up' feel will seldom appears in his heart

Damian from straightly ingored to slowly falls in love with reader after everytime he saw her sincere smile whenever she enjoyed Alfred's food heartily (like this, but a more faintly heartwarming one haha, at the very last pic, not sure if you could see it, so here's another link you could try out☺☺ )

Innocent, 'naive girl playing tough' charm whenever she and Damian together alone (first kiss, cuddling, hair massaging, teasing, which he finds not annoying because it's how really she is, and he enjoys keep on trailing and turn on her wildness)

How reader slowly felt left out though it didn't really occur me, just the thought of Batfam night activity and how we're isolating from each other slowly and inoccasionally when growing up just made me feel that way, you know, the feelings of it's not the same like it used to anymore😞😞

And once again, thank you so much for accepting my request at the beginning, I've been having this thought in my mind but I just couldn't write it, I'm so glad you accepted it and it's totally the way I want☺☺ (And about part 2 Talia which you accepted it too, I hope my words didn't scare you out lol... I'm too exciting that day...) Hope you have a very good day ahead, author!

Tumblr really needs to let me know when I have something in my inbox, I swear.

Of course! I loved writing it, and I’m glad you enjoyed it. No, your words didn’t scare me lol, I’m just outlining part 2 and I hope you love it just as much. With that said, and you don’t mind the wait, send in your ideas! I love reading them.

Okay, onto the headcanons! I love these! I put mine under the readmore, there's a bit;

Y/N didn’t have the best home life. Like I’m not saying abusive, just her parents neglected her a little. And it didn’t help that her whole life was planned for. So when she met Harley and Ivy, they basically went, you’re mine now no take backsies. And y/n just rolls with it, because through them, she finds out what it feels to be loved by someone who cares about you. This of course, she keeps from her parents and the day she turned eighteen, she moved out and it was a lot easier to hang out with those two.

Ever since knowing Harley and Ivy, y/n’s been slowly getting out of her shell. When she starts to hang out with Jason, she becomes more confident. She has Jason wrapped around her finger without even knowing

The girls love her, everyone loves her and Damian’s just, why

She loves cooking, and she even swaps recipes with Alfred. (even from the beginning of the whole arrangement) she became fast friends with Alfred first before everyone else.

y/n has known Damian since his first day of school. But I’m not going to lie, y/n was kind of scared Damian.

She got so offended when Tim took away her coffee when she wanted to try it. And when she became a regular coffee drinker, they would talk about different coffees they had tried and compare notes.

When the arranged marriage was first brought up in conversation, there was a lot of protests. Especially from Dick and Damian, but Bruce just shrugged saying that it was a good match. And if they don’t get married in the end, than that’s fine. Everyone was very confused but stopped bringing it up

They have theories though about the whole thing, the most popular one in the manor is that Bruce is looking for the next Robin when Damian hangs up the Robin cape to be someone else

When Bruce announced that, everyone did their own research about y/n. Everyone but Damian agreed but she must be protected, though it kind of blows up when they kind of cast her aside when she started hanging out with them at the manor, (but that’s not until later)

She and Damian have lunch together everyday at school, much to Damian’s displeasure. And he’s mean to her at the beginning, ignoring her and whatnot. She doesn’t do anything cuz she hates this setup just as much

But slowly, she starts to catch feels but keeps it to herself.

As you said, Damian takes longer to fall in love with her. And its one of those moments when she looks at peace within his family and it just hits him like ‘oh. Oh no I’m in love and I can’t tell anyone this’ and he doesn’t. So up until they confess to each other, their just pinning after each other and people who aren’t family sees that their in love but no know says anything

However, they do get more cuddly when they’re alone. Like, they don’t kiss or anything. But when they have movie nights, y/n’s curled up on the end of the couch with Damian’s head on her lap. And she’s always plays with his hair, of runs her fingers through it and Damian has discovered that it feels nice and helps him to de-stress

She knows when he’s stressed about something, so her just pats her lap and he grumbles about it but is secretly happy (they have been caught on multiple occasions by his brothers and they chooses to ignore them

She’s been so use to feeling alone, that being with people who care feels foreign to her

When she starts to feel like she’s alone again, she doesn’t see it until it’s too late

It starts off slowly, the fam is to busy with missions and saving the world that they kind of forget they she doesn’t know, and when she comes over, their not there or just brushes her off when she is. And she’s tried to talk to them, cuz she’s spend years being a part of their family but then one day it stopped.

But they just brush her off and she’s reminded about her parents so she stops pushing and then altogether stops going to the manor.

No one really realizes at first, only Alfred, and when they do, y/n had already broken off the engagement.

[houdinicorbini]

Hum so…ardyn with a s/o who’s always quiet cause they have phonophobia? Ignore if this make you uncomfortable…and sorry for the others thing i send 😭-

No need to apologize for that! It honestly made me laugh because I had just gotten done reading the request when I saw I had another message saying it was incomplete haha

Now this one I needed to do some research on, so I apologize if I end up getting something wrong or if it's not accurate to the phobia, and if I portray wrong, please let me know so I can take it down and possibly redo it

I will also be doing this in the form of a short scenario since I don't want to mess it up.

I'm actually proud of this one because I suffer from a mental illness that can be very damaging and I do have something that can make me very sensitive to certain sounds, so I thank you for giving me the opportunity to write this!

I will say that there is a bit more angst than romance because I didn't want to romanticize a topic like this, so I hope you like the results!

Tw: Mentions of reader having a traumatic experience in the past, angst with a happy end

You've been quiet for a long time now, ever since you were a kid in fact. That's just how you were, but it wasn't because you were shy and didn't want to socialize.

There were times when you were rather envious of those who could freely talk and go out in public without have a cloud of anxiousness always having to hovering over them.

Now you did talk, but you just used your hands instead of your voice, it was a lot easier on you that way. Even your own voice could give you anxiety, so hearing others speak basically gave the same reaction.

You felt rather lonely because of this and not many people seemed to understand you or your phobia. But there's a reason as to why you're like this, the same reason as to why you can't hear the ringing of a bell anymore.

One day you were able to find someone who didn't judge you for this. Yeah, he was confused when you seemed scared of his voice, but he was curious as to why.

Over time the two of you grew closer, and you even had gotten somewhat used to hearing his voice. Ardyn even began to learn sign language since he wanted you to be comfortable around him, which meant a lot to you.

It took some time, but you began to finally trust him enough to want to be in a relationship together, and the way he asked is a moment that you'll never forget. Still makes you smile too.

He asked you in the form of sign language while surprising you with multiple bouquets of your favorite flowers. It was just a rather cheesy and simple way of asking to be his, but it still makes your heart flutter.

You've already been in a relationship for a five months and things had been going great, until recently, when your phobia took a turn for the worst.

You began to hide yourself away from any and everything, even from Ardyn. It's not like you wanted to though, it's just that things were becoming incredibly hard to deal with. You couldn't take it anymore.

He's been trying to give you your space, but he was getting increasingly worried about you. He's seen you have times when you've needed to be away from everyone, but this is the worst he's ever seen you get.

Ardyn knocked on the door, nearly cursing himself out of fear that the knocking sound would have set you off. He wasn't thinking since right now he's more focused on making sure you're alright.

Once the door was opened and he was now inside the room, he noticed a very you shaped lump under the blanket. Ardyn didn't want to jump to conclusions, but if he had to guess, he would check to see if you were under that blanket first.

When he got close enough, Ardyn took his hand and softly patted the foot of the bed letting you know how close he was, and that he wanted to talk with you.

It took a moment because you were fighting with your head on whether or not you should talk to him, but you eventually uncovered yourself and sat up so you two could talk.

You rested your back on the headrest while you waited for him to say what he needed to. There was this anxious feeling just resting in your chest that felt too heavy to deal with right now.

"Dear, I've been trying to give you your space, but I'm starting to get worried." He was mouthing the words as he was signing out all that needed to be said.

Anyone with eyes could see that you were not doing well. That you were just endlessly suffering, and he didn't want that for you. Ardyn wanted to help you grow so that you were no longer hurting.

There was a time where you tried to get help, but sometimes it's easier to stay the way you are, because it's all you've ever known, and you're quite scared of not knowing what's next.

"I know, and I will get help, I just need-"

"I've seen this cycle before, you're just going to keep hurting yourself if you continue it."

Ardyn was completely right, and you knew it. He was only trying to help you be happy because he knew that you could overcome this. He knew you had the strength to do it, you just needed a little push.

"I may not know what happened to cause this, or how long it's been tormenting you, but I see the toll it's had on you. And it doesn't look like you can take it much longer."

You could see the sincerity in his eyes, and you could feel the tears coming from yours. You really couldn't take much more of this, it was tearing you down from the inside out.

It was truly destroying you and Ardyn could see that. He honestly regrets not confronting you about it sooner. That he watched you suffer for so long, and that's something that will haunt him for a long time, but he wants to make up for that now.

You didn't even fight him, you were so worn out and drained that the only thing you could do was cry. Cry that you let so much of your life be controlled by this monster that was wreaking havoc on your mind, your everything.

Ardyn was by your side in seconds, making sure you knew that he would always be by your side through this, and that if you did get help, he was going to make sure you stuck with it.

He nuzzled his way into bed with you, holding you so that you felt safe and secure, but not too tight in case you got overwhelmed and needed the space.

There was one sound that you could stand, and that was the sound of his heartbeat. It was one of the only sounds that didn't bring you to the brink of madness.

After that day, you started to really think about what Ardyn said. You were tired of this constant loop you were in, and you just wanted out of it.

So, you told him how you were finally ready to put an end to it and seek out help. So that you could be happy, to which he was already looking up ways to do that before you even finished signing your sentence.

Ardyn had been a huge help in your recovery process. He wasn't joking around when he said he'd be there every single step of the way. He meant it.

While you were going to therapy to defeat the thing that's been haunting you since you were but a child, you started to realize and regret some things.

You started to realize the pain and stress you put Ardyn through when you could have gotten help, and the regret of stopping when you had the chance.

There was one day where you broke down to him.

"I'm sorry." You were able to croak out. You had gotten to the point where you could finally talk again.

You still had a long way to go, but you were making decent progress.

The random apology caught him off guard. "My dear, whatever are you apologizing for?" Did you do something while he had gone to the store for groceries?

"I should've done something sooner about this, but I didn't, and you suffered because of my actions." Your voice was seconds away from cracking, but you didn't care, you had to say this.

"Darling," Ardyn set down the bags since he did just get home. He walked over to you, resting his hand on your shoulder.

"You doing something about it now means more to me than you realize, you don't need to apologize for you past actions." He gently squeezed your shoulder as he looked into your tear filled eyes.

"There were times when it was hard and it did put stress on me, but I wanted to see you happy and better, I didn't want to leave."

"Are you not angry at me?" You seemed surprised at his calm expression and at the fact that there were no traces of anger nor ressentiment in his eyes

"Everything is now in the past, what's there to be angry about?" He gave you smile that never failed to wash away whatever worries you had. A smile that was incredibly contagious.

"I don't think I can ever thank you enough for being there for me when I needed you the most."

"Maybe helping me put up the groceries would be a nice start." His endearing smile turned into one of cheekiness, which only made you laugh even more.

"I think I can manage that." You said after giving him a quick peck on the lips.

It felt like the two of you had grown even closer after that day, and he continued you to help, even when it seemed like it was easier to just stop.

He was there to let you know that'd you never have to be alone through this ever again.

[quidfree]

hello ! just wondering, how are warlock and adam doing ? any hcs that didn't make it into the fic? or any thoughts on them that you haven't mentioned? it has been a while since you wrote them so i understand if there's nothing that comes to mind !! just searching for maybe a few crumbs bc i haven't found anyone who writes them nearly as well as you do.

haha, wow, i haven't properly thought of that fic since i wrote it but i do love warlock and adam. let's see what i can offer.

updates on warlock and adam:

they've been fucking around trying to test adam's subconscious control over his powers, with varying degrees of success. adam's longest stretch a full week without any supernatural interference of any variety, but for the moment they are decisively not trying to replicate that success because once the week ended adam's powers went into overdrive and caused global upset as well as leaving warlock thoroughly disney-fied for weeks after the fact, to his profound irritation and adam's supreme amusement. brian enjoyed the veritable zoo of animals tailing him around, though. pepper did not enjoy the constant musical cues. wensleydale thought it was kind of cute. adam insisted that he was powerless to fix it after the 'exhaustion' of fixing the global upset part, which warlock absolutely did not believe given the absolute smugness on his face whenever warlock started sparkling.

on a less consequential level adam and warlock enjoy messing around trying to see to what degree adam can suppress his powers without concentrating on it too hard, but no one else particularly enjoys this because (as pepper puts it) 'you are not fooling anyone into thinking this isn't some kink thing'. warlock pleads the fifth. adam doesn't even bother.

adam is extremely intrigued by warlock's misappopriated demonic/angelic powers, which warlock finds supremely embarrassing given that they can do almost nothing, leave him with a horrible headache, and are in any event completely ineffective on adam himself. adam finds it fascinating, though- for one because despite angels and witches he's in short supply of supernatural friends, for another because he can actively feel that the power does not belong there and adam quintessentially enjoys prodding at a bruise, and of course because he finds warlock's embarrassed pride about his repertoire of tricks suffocatingly adorable. despite warlock's reluctance he does at least appreciate the ace he has, because even though his powers don't work on adam whenever he gets to the point of using them adam knows he's serious, and also adam will inevitably stop being mad at him in the face of his subsequent nausea. never let it be said he's above naked manipulation. gotta make nanny proud.

they've definitely had some extremely melodramatic fights since the fic ended, as is the nature of two antichrists(ish) dating each other. a lot of it is predictable- adam tries, but his powers have less of a conscience than he does, so there have been Incidents, like the time the oxford rowers capsized violently during a race. on a lesser scale the demonic powers are jealous to a fault, which adam really actively isn't (or at least not consciously), which warlock knows full well he should find less charming. it's just sometimes they kind of feed into each other's vices- adam doesn't keep a tight enough rein on his powers and warlock gets mad but also kind of maybe encourages it and then adam gets irked at warlock and...

adam takes great pleasure in being the boyfriend-iest boyfriend of all time, naturally, so reality bends for warlock's convenience if he so much as frowns to himself. warlock is really trying to be less flustered every time because he knows full well it only encourages him, but he's kind of a complete sucker for attention and affection, so it's not going very well for him. he would hate himself more if he wasn't so busy trying not to melt into the floor. adam is horrible and will fully just sit there chin in hands observing him dreamily as warlock fights to regain his cool. still, warlock gets him back as best he can- he's starting to combine crowley's vicious revenge plans with aziraphale's 'kill em with kindness' moves, which results in him darkly plotting just for the purpose of doing something nice that'll catch adam off guard. adam is always thrilled by being hoodwinked, and then also not actually all that used to people making a concerted effort to draw emotions out of him, so he falls prey to these shenanigans more easily than you'd expect. unlike warlock he never offers any resistance, though, so warlock has to content himself with the victory of watching his powers go wonky- blossoms bursting out of the walls or fireworks outside the house or the whole room going sort of liquid and pink.

crowley and aziraphale are both horrible teases with regards to the boys (as they should be, since they get it far worse in return). crowley likes to make pointed comments about lustful auras or needle them about the freudian implications of their behaviours, whereas aziraphale will just go on at length quoting love poetry or asking them about their feelings with the utmost tenderness until crowley takes pity and informs them he's doing it on purpose. they both find them intensely cute, though aziraphale is just delighted by this where crowley is trying very hard to appear less thrilled than he is. warlock is mostly weirded out about their commentary about the supernatural aspects of the whole ordeal, where aziraphale will be like 'oh, my, that poor demon fellow who hit you really seems to be taking badly to the dismembering and hot pokers in the pits of hell. could you pass the ladder?' and crowley will be like 'unholy hell, adam, control yourself, if i have to see one more demonic apocalypse murder-beast turned into an adorable stray cat i'm going to be sick'.

the them, obviously, are also weirdos and like to observe the whole warlock-adam dating debacle with the interest of scientists observing an experiment in a lab, mainly in terms of adam's never-ending capacity to reveal new and exciting facets of his personality and/or powers. brian takes it all in stride the easiest, so he'll just be like 'oh, neat, a peach tree' and take himself a peach when it erupts in the middle of the library. wensleydale somehow winds up playing confidante so he sits through all the over-sharing and also all the fighting details and then does deep research to attempt to provide them with a helpful answer. sometimes he just reads cosmos. he thinks warlock is onto him. pepper's very secret and very dark fear is that one day adam will decide kids would be fun and hellspawn will just pop into existence fully-formed and dangerously adorable. they are all very impressed by the odd occasion on which warlock actually gets adam to decide he was wrong about something, though pepper is firm that it does not count when adam is only agreeing because he's too blissed out to pay attention.

i hope that you enjoy these crumbs-and thanks, incidentally <3 comms are always open, if you're looking.

[pynkhues]

Have you ever found yourself stuck in a rut? How did you manage to get out of it? I just don't know what I'm doing. I've been in school for so long that I'm starting to realize that I'm not interested in that career at all, I feel like a failure . Why did I put forth all that effort only to give up? I just feel so embarrassed . All of my friends are just starting off in their careers, and I'm trapped. Sorry for this . I'm a mess 😅

Oh, gosh, yeah, all the time, anon! You're not a mess at all, I think we all go through phases like that, especially when we've made an investment in a certain path through something like a degree and find that path's maybe not one we want to be on anymore.

I'm going to break out some tips into different sections, just because it's sort of a big topic, but I hope there's something in here that's useful for you.

A Note on Learning and Education

Education and work is something I think about a lot actually. I'm a fairly educated person – I went to a pretty good highschool, got into my first-preference university and then had graduated with a history degree just after my twentieth birthday. I'd also been working in retail and hospitality jobs since I was 13/14, so when I entered the graduate workforce, I was very young, had a pretty useless degree, and about six or seven years of experience already in FOH work.

I was a pretty smart kid, but I really struggled at university. Which was kind of weird, I thought at the time, haha. I did pretty well on exams and assignments, but I realised pretty quickly that university wasn't something that I enjoyed. I learnt that I learn through doing, and so much of my degree wasn't about doing, it was about sitting and trying to swallow enough information to regurgitate later. Honestly, the only reason I think I graduated was the fear of failure that you yourself sound like you might be feeling right now, which is a hard thing to grapple with. So I really get you.

But hey, look, this was ten years ago for me, so here are two things I can tell you for sure:

What your career will look like, and what you feel about your career when you're studying, are not the same thing.

If you decide you don't want to be in that particular career, that's okay. The skills you developed while you were studying still matter and will still be useful to you.

I've never worked in history, but what my degree gave me was analytical research skills, the ability to corroborate evidence and an understanding of the importance of doing so, the ability to write in a variety of styles, to know how to use a style guide, a deeper understanding of the way the political and social intersects with and informs the personal, a foundational knowledge in film and art history, and quite frankly made me a great asset at pub trivia.

Just because I didn't end up in that field, and just because my undergrad was something I didn't overly enjoy, doesn't mean those three years were a waste, and they don't make me a failure either, just like the time you've spent isn't a waste, and the choice you make to pursue it or not won't make you a failure. What it's doing is giving you a lot of skills to take forwards in your life, even if they're not used in as tangible a way as your degree intended.

And just to circle back to point one too - the workforce is really big and really varied, and at university, you're really only seeing a very specific microcosm of any particular field. I can't tell you if your particular industry is going to be for you or not. Maybe it'll be everything you dreamt it would be when you started your degree, maybe you'll hate it, but regardless, this has just been a chapter in your story, it's not the whole book. Hell, it's no one's whole book. The estimate these days is that people change careers five to seven times in their lifetime – if this is your first career, it doesn't mean it'll be your last.

Goalsetting and Planning

OKAY!

Goalsetting and planning isn't for everyone, but I do find it useful, and I think it can help defang your life a bit. Breaking up this big, formless, infinite time in front of you into tangible, do-able goals means that you can really take a bit more control over your day-to-day life that doesn't just keep you moving forwards, but helps you maintain habits that keep you grounded, even when you're in a bit of a rut.

There are tons of tools online to help you, and I'd urge you to have a look around and see which one works for you, but I've also popped the one I use into a Google template spreadsheet for you. It's one I really like, because it breaks up goals into four categories:

What do you want for work?

What do you want for your family?

What do you want for your health?

And what do you want for you?

One of the things I want to stress though is specificity. Vague goals don't get you anywhere and they're immeasurable, right? Like okay - saying you want write more isn't quantifiable, but saying you want to write for three hours a week, or write 500 words a day? That's something you can measure and tick off your list.

For me this year my health goals for instance was to do two pilates classes a week instead of one, and to have two meat-free days a week, while one of my work goals was to finish a new draft of my screenplay, and something I wanted to work on for my family was to start talking to my sister every week again, something we used to do but had stopped after we had a really bad fight in 2020 where we didin't talk for six months.

These are all specific, quantifiable, and important to me. I could've had the broad goal of just 'keep repairing my relationship with my sister', but who knows what that looks like, right? Whereas calling her once a week (even when it was really awkward and tense still, haha) meant she started calling me again too after a few months and we were able to rebuild that relationship in a really meaningful way. It started awkward, but that regularity of scheduled contact matters, and meant that broader, ephemeral goal of repairing our relationship was really met.

Having these goals in four categories is something I find really useful, because even when the work goals are falling down or I'm in a rut, I still have these three other categories that are helping to keep me grounded and focused in other areas of my life. It also means there's always something do-able in my week, even when I'm really struggling. Something as small as not eating meat one day can feel really important when I'm in a rut, as I feel like I'm growing as a person still in this small way that I wanted to be growing three, six, eight months ago when I set the goal in the first place.

Regrounding

But, of course, your question's more specifically about work and career, so let's talk about that.

For starters, I think uncertainty around career paths is extremely normal, especially when you're late in a degree. There's nothing wrong with that. Talking to other people in your field, friends, family, trusted adults is all something that's really valuable and shouldn't be taken for granted.

I think going to things and getting different perspectives really helps too. I'm not sure if you're in Australia, but twice a year, I usually go to Mentor Walks, which is something I recommend to every woman and woman-identifying person in this country. You send in a question and the organisers put you in a group with two other women and an industry mentor and you go for a walk for an hour and talk through your professional worries or career prospects. It's a really wonderful, supportive environment and it's only about twenty bucks.

I'm also in the Creative Women's Circle, and go to a lot of industry events where I get to see talks and hear other perspectives and connect to others in the industry in a way I personally find both practical and inspiring .

Most industries have these sorts of things (in fact, Mentor Walks isn't industry-specific at all, which I really like. The last one I did, it was me, a woman who works at a bank, and a marine biologist, haha). So look some up. Look up mentoring opportunities and workshops outside of university, listen to podcasts and interviews with people in your field and beyond it – find people who can give you a different perspective, and maybe help you identify some goals that you can set yourself that can help you move forwards too.

I hope this is a help, anon! It's a challenging time, both starting your career and doing so in the middle of a global pandemic, and you shouldn't feel at all embarrassed for being in a rut. I'm amazed at anyone who's not right now to be honest, haha. 💖

[dangerouscommiesubversive]

i hope this didn't send twice due to tumblr messing up, but: philip & sento, N? they would be an entertaining duo but also bound for disaster due to Science Shenanigans, haha

N is for nefarious or notorious

Banjou stares dubiously at the door to the garage. “What do you think they’re doing in there?”

“I’m not sure.” Shoutaro frowns. “But I’m definitely worried.”

--

In the garage, Sento and Philip have been talking at high speed for at least an hour. There’s so much to say, and what feels like very little time to say it in, although that’s illogical and likely a product of excessive mutual excitement. Sento says, flipping through one of the many notebooks that keep catching his attention, “I’ve been meaning to ask, where did you get all this stuff?”

“Various places.” Philip’s covered one of the whiteboards in notes and equations already, but fortunately there are several others, and a great deal of wall that Philip’s assured Sento is easy to clean. “Mostly from various branches of the government, although the Museum’s research I inherited and Fueki Sou’s papers were given to me personally by Wizard--have you met Haruto yet?”

“Banjou and I haven’t been in this world for very long, we haven’t met most people.” Sento frowns down at the page in his hand. “Mainly Ex-Aid and his friends, it was really busy and I didn’t have much time to talk to the other Riders there before the worlds separated again. Oh, and Zi-O.”

“Oh, you met Zi-O? Fascinating, I’m very curious about Zi-O, you’ll have to tell me about him later.“

“Although I recognize this sketch here, aren’t these the things Gaim uses? The fruit guy? Gaim was around when Banjou and I met Emu, but he had to leave pretty early.”

“Yes, that’s a Lockseed. I don’t imagine most of Professor Sengoku’s work will be of great use to us, the materials he was working with are for the most part inaccessible, but his designs are extraordinary, aren’t they? He was an artist of great talent.“

“I don’t know, his notes on energy sources seem potentially useful. I--is this about gravity manipulation?”

“Ah, good, you’ve located the Banno-Steinbelt papers, I thought I’d misplaced them and that would have been unfortunate. Gaim kindly retrieved copies of them for me, they’re not technically supposed to be available to anyone.”

“Locked in a vault?”

“Buried in the earth.”

“Fascinating.”

“Yes, isn’t it?” Philip’s stomach growls, and he stops, frowning. “I think perhaps we should eat.”

Sento checks the time on his phone. “Yeah, maybe, Banjou’s going to get on my case if I forget.”

--

The knob on the door to the garage turns, and Shoutaro and Banjou both eye it warily until the door actually opens and Sento and Philip lean out. Philip has a smudge of marker on his cheek. Sento’s hair is standing up. Both of them have a slightly feverish look in their eyes, and Philip beams at Shoutaro and says, breathlessly, “Partner, could I possibly ask you to get us some lunch? We may be some time.“

Shoutaro peers at him. “You didn’t remember your inhaler, did you.”

“I--” Philip blinks. “No, I suppose I didn’t.”

“Here.” An inhaler flies through the air, and Philip catches it easily. “And use it, please. What did you want to eat?”

“I would love some takoyaki.”

Banjou, meanwhile, pokes gently at Sento’s hair. “What are you guys up to, anyway?”

“I’m not sure yet.” Sento’s manic grin is simultaneously worrying and warming; it feels like Banjou hasn’t seen him look this...scientifically excited in a while. “We may be inventing cold fusion, I’ll have to get back to you.”

“Hm.” Banjou eyes him dubiously. “Just...don’t blow up the whole city, yeah? What do you want for lunch?”

“The largest bowl of ramen possible.”

That catches Shoutaro’s attention, and he looks up from where he’s talking to Philip and grins. “I know a place for that. Come on, Banjou, you’ll like it, we’ll walk there.”

It’s a fairly short walk all told--to one stand for takoyaki, to another stand for what Shoutaro calls “Fuumen,” and then back to the Narumi Detective Agency only takes about twenty minutes. They’re both a little too wary of what Sento and Philip might be up to in the garage to go in, but their knock is answered quickly enough, and food is accepted with a dual chorus of, “thanks, love you,” before the door shuts again.

Once the latch has clicked, Banjou looks at it sidelong. “So, uh. Did I mention it’s nice to meet you guys? We’ve kind of been...alone here since we fused the worlds.”

“It’s always good to meet other Riders.” Shoutaro holds out his hand. “Welcome to the world.”

“Thanks.” It’s a firm handshake on both sides, and Banjou gives their clasped hands a speculative look. “They’re probably going to be in there until dinner, right?”

“Probably, Philip’s kind of unstoppable when he gets interested in something.”

“Sento’s the same way. So, if you’re a Rider...you fight at all? Like, jujitsu, kickboxing, anything like that?”

Shoutaro blinks. “Kickboxing, mostly, and a little judo. And I learned some savate a while ago.”

Banjou grins. “Fantastic, I used to do professional shoot fighting before I got framed for murder and I haven’t had a decent match in ages. Wanna spar?”

--

Philip and Sento eventually emerge from the garage to the sight of a note on the table in the front room of the agency.

We’re downstairs in the practice room. - Shoutaro

“Practice room?”

“We have some exercise equipment on the lower floor of the building, which used to be a pool hall. Shoutaro maintains a sparring area there for his own practice and when friends are visiting.” Philip frowns at the note. “I wonder why he would have brought your friend down there--are we in a hurry?”

Sento flashes him a grin. “Banjou used to fight professionally.”

“Ah.” And Philip rushes after him. “We’re in for a show, I see.”

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Banjou and Shoutaro back away from each other, panting, and then both look up in surprise at the sound of polite applause. Shoutaro flicks sweat out of his eyes with the back of his hand and blinks. “When did you two get here?”

“About ten minutes ago.” Sento takes a sip of coffee and nods cheerfully to Shoutaro. “Don’t mind us, though.”

“Yes, do continue.” Philip sits next to him, coffee in hand and a look of catlike satisfaction on his face. “We’re happy to wait here and keep an eye on your shirts for you.”

[ask-the-matsuno-neets]

By a terrible casuality, s/o finds a porn magazine among Matsuno belongins. And it's not even his! It's full of kinks that they never knew he was into! They got all red, shaking... The poor thing is a blush mess. When Matsuno enters in the room, how would he react? Bonus:"Didn't knew you were into this.... Matsuno-san..."

I've got two asks that are very similar, so I'm gonna answer them together if that's okay with you guys! I'll word it so it's like one day s/o finds on the Matsuno's brothers stashes, and then a few weeks later it's actually his they find ¯\(シ)/¯

I might put this under a cut because it gets very long very quick sksjsjsksj

*chugs coffee* LET'S GO

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Magazine clattering to the ground, s/o turns to face Oso as he walks into the room. "H-hey fancy seeing you here ~" babe it's my house tf

Upon seeing the magazine, he'd initially freeze cus oh shit that's porn is it mi-

Then he'd snicker and point to it "Hey I think that's Ichimatsu's stash you got there-". Cue s/o going red.

Of course he'd be terrified at the thought that it had been his stash, but when it turns out that its not, he'll brush it off and laugh about it - adding in a cheeky "Hey where did you find that exactly, I need to know for, blackmail *cough* research purposes"

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Strolling into the living room, Oso saw his s/o reading a magazine, cross-legged on the floor. Could have been a gossip magazine at that point for all he knew. Chuckling, he'd say "I hope that's not Ichi's stash again, don't want you mentally sca-"

He saw the cover and recognised it oh shit not this-

It was one of his this time.

He'd go over and gently pry it from their hands. "I don't think you want to be reading that s/o-". Imagine s/o just grabbing his shirt from behind like 'oh no you don't ~'

"Oh I don't, do I ? So you laugh at the other one but not this one, how peculiar~ Do you have maybe, an attachment to this one? You know, something like,,, it belongs to you~?" s/o would snicker. Oso would freeze momentarily, before darting upstairs to relocate his whole stash. "Not today, not any day, this is not a conversation I'm ready to have"

They might end up discussing it, but all it would boil down to is that Oso is stuck in his ways of the Virgin Neet, whether he has a s/o or not lmao

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Karamatsu would scream. His beloved s/o was being mentally scarred by Choromatsu's stash. Bonus if his glasses just full on shatter at seeing that. He'd scream like that one shark puppet (you know the one) when his s/o asked him if he was really into all this idol and other,,, stuff. "NONONONONONO that's my brother's!! That's Choro's stash, you know him - he's the otaku of this family!!" he wouldn't even say buraza instead of brother, that's how serious(ly terrified) he'd be. Save him.

He'd also be quietly taking notes on the location though, just incase he ever had to get back at Choro for something,,I mean he's a sweetheart, but just incase because you know what brothers can be like, regardless of how nice they are ¯\(シ)/¯

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A few weeks later, perhaps when going up to the roof together, he'd offer his s/o goes up first. His s/o goes up, he follows suit and suddenly bumps into their back as they stand frozen.

"S/o, are you okay my dar-" he'd follow their line of sight to his hastily hidden 'books'. He'd had to hide them haphazardly once and forgot to tidy them up clearly "- a-ah"

He couldn't even deny they were his, there was a glittery blue bookmark in one of them.

"s/o, I can explain-" he'd start rambling on and on, probably saying stuff like he was a sinful man, a guilt guy™

S/o would just deadpan and grab his cheeks, squishing them so he couldn't continue. "Look, Kara, you're a guy, so it's not something I'm surprised about. It's fine" he'd look relieved

"what I am surprised about though-" he'd feel instant dread again "- is your lack of finesse at hiding them, considering you have five brothers I'd have thought that you'd have that skill" s/o would chuckle at Kara going beetroot

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Choromatsu would feel his legs almost leave from under him at the sight of his s/o kneeling next to one of those books.

He'd quickly go over and take it out of their sight. S/o would look up at Choro "H-hey sweetie, um I think I found one of your-" he'd stop them with a finger on their lips.

"You uh really shouldn't be reading these, they'll probably scar you. I'm concerned not only because this is porn, but mainly because this is actually Todo's. That's totally why I'm worried. It's Todomatsu's, and he's into some weird shit"

Mhm, he was worried because it was Totty's. Definitely not because he was scared that you might have found his. Not at allll~

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Fast forward, and s/o is sat against the wall reading. Choro thinks nothing of it, and is sat across from them under the kotatsu. He looks up, and his s/o is looking at the book and,,, blushing ? But, isn't 'Orange' just a normal manga?

He'd quietly get up and look over the top of the 'book', only to find one of his *cough* idol magazines. He'd shriek.

"s-s/o! W-when did you, why are you, w-what the-" he'd die.

Just imagine s/o literally becoming the personification of ',:3c

"Ufufu, research purposes~ I'm done for now though, catch" Cue magazine incoming. He'd come back from the grave just to jump up and put it back behind the bookshelf.

His soul would leave his body immediately after. S/o, you just broke the poor frog

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Ichimatsu would see his s/o with a magazine and freeze. And probably foam at the mouth. His soul would try and escape, but he'd stop it just long enough to literally leap and grab the magazine, not really caring who's it was but praying it wasn't his.

His s/o would likely be sat quietly wondering wth just happened, but would mumble "I didn't know you were into that-", which would cause Ichi to panic a little. Oh wait was it actually his?

Noticing it wasn't, he'd be relieved. He'd be worried again once he noticed a baseball sticker on there though - that's Jyushimatsu's.

"Oh, hah no no no, I'm not into this,,, this is Jyushimatsu's. You don't want to be reading that, my kitten. That stuff is weird and a tad dodgy on a lot of levels. As brothers we agree to not snoop or judge that much because otherwise we'd all need therapy" he'd laugh nervously, still recovering from the scare.

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[continuing with the shitpost/teasing s/o trope because I love it now. These are sort of recations/sort of shitpost imagines]

Returning from the kitchen with a glass of water, imagine him just choking on the water as he sees s/o reading. Why, you may ask, it's just reading? Haha no, they found a certain magazine. That was definitely Ichimatsu's; it was by the cat food for christ sake, come on.

The magazine was quickly flung across the room. Ichi would be quietly going "nopenopenopenope-" under his breath. Not today not any day fU-

Glancing back at his s/o, somehow in the second he looked away, they had cat ears. They were teasing him are you actually serious rn s/o-

"I didn't know you were into that kind of stuff-" s/o makes cat paw gestures with their hands, becoming the ',:3c once again "-Ichinyatsu"

Ichi would uh probably low-key die a tad inside.

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"Hey s/o, I'm her-" Jyushi would stop and go:

at the book in s/o's line of view. He'd dash and swoop in to get rid of it before he was exposed, quickly trying to distract them.

Woah wait hang on, maybe I won't be exposed -

It's Karamatsu-niisan's

"I didn't realise you were into all thi-" "It's Karamatsu-niisan's, not mine" his voice would be slightly quiter than usual, and he'd sound a bit more serious. "Oh, I see. Well, that's rather embarrassing for Kara then!" s/o would nervously laugh. Jyushi would take the laugh and use it to distract. "Haha yeah, silly nii-san! He should have hidden it properly if he didn't want anyone to read it~!"

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Returning home from the park, him and s/o would head upstairs (yknow, cus they were probably playing baseball and needed to change Idk). However, at the top of the stairs was stuff from the attic.

Shouting from the attic, Matsuyo would say "there's some stuff down here that needs tidying later, you and your brothers can sort your stuff, like books and whatnot"

Books

Oh no she hasn't has she

Glancing at s/o, their face answered his question. Mom has totally just exposed them to the world hasn't she.

"I didn't know you were into this, Jyushi-"

His face would be a cross of the below:

"Ah. T-That's not mine that's uh I don't know but it's not mine" s/o would snicker at this.

"Who else has baseball stickers, Jyushibee?

Sjksjsks caught red handed. He'd sigh in defeat. "Okay fine they're mine, but there's no way in hell you're knowing anymore than what's on the cover" he'd kick them back into the bug encyclopedia as he goes to get out of his baseball uniform. He'd leave s/o with a lot of questions. Bonus if s/o actually had a flick through the magazine while he was changing, and decided to tease him. Honestly a power move, some real guts there

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Seeing his s/o reading on the floor, he'd coo sweetly "Oh s/o, what are you reading~?"

Ask a dumb question, you can tell by looking at the cover that it was not a book he would like his pure s/o to be reading.

Tutting, he'd take the magazine from s/o.

"tut tut s/o, I don't think you want to be reading that vile stuff. You're too pure for that"

S/o would smirk. "Oh, so they're not yours then? Thought it could count as research" Totty would be fighting a blush.

"Oh no, not those. They're stupid eldest's. I emphasise 'stupid' because he clearly didn't hide them properly, amateur"

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After coming back from a cafe date, the living room had been left a mess by Todomatsu's older brothers who'd clearly been fighting at some point this afternoon. Stuff was everywhere.

Reluctantly, they'd both try and tidy up a tad. There were books everywhere, since one of the bookshelves had fell down.

Wait, not that bookshelf. Any but that bookshelf

But s/o had already made it to the bookshelf, and they were about to push it back up again when they noticed exactly what Todo didn't want them to

"Oh hey Totty, are these yours? They've got a pink ribbon around them staying 'do not touc-',, oh dear" it had dawned on s/o by the time Totty had took the books and pushed the shelf back up.

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Sksjksjsjs I was literally writing these for the whole day in between bits of homework lmao

I hope they're okay for both anons!

- Mod Yuki ✨

[heartsoftruth]

01- This is gonna be very long but I am mad. Don't wanna be rude but your anon that keep dragging up that stuff about Larysa.. IS CRAZY! first of all it was years ago and people start dragging that shit out now only to prove Ney is a bad person. And clearly she is just copying info from tabloids. Second I followed his private life much closer than remember what his friends and him and everyone that saw it were saying. He didn't invite HER there, he was generally inviting his friends in a GROUP

Anonymous said:02- whatsapp chat of about 20 ppl saying he misses them in Barca and to come whenever. When she and her friend were going to Barca they went cuz THEY wanted to go and see it for holidays and visit him while there were there. And Gil rought them over to the house, not Ney. And Ney agreed cuz they were friends and in the city and why not… You can’t see Laryssa in the photo as she is taking it. On the left next to Gil is her friend Any Alves (Who at the time was a minor and ren away to Barcelona

Anonymous said:03- parents, and was begging ppl not to spread pic with her when it all started.. lol.. moron, that alsone tells you they are trouble makers) Next to Ney is Tatiana, HIS friend that has nothing to do with those 2, she was there on work and is a serious person and not in public eye with no reason to lie. She was the first to say they caught him by surprise and were just guest for a day and nothing happened and they planned this. There wasn’t some “girls brought there and ordered not to take

Anonymous said:04- photos” like anon says. It was just her and her friend. Clearly Ney knew she is taking a pic but it was a friendly moment and he didn’t know bitch will send it to Brazil media.. THE SAME DAY. (or to a friend in Brazil that than spread it) and same day it was all over portals and same day Bruna saw it and broke up. Can you imagine how bad he must’ve felt to be used like that by someone he knows few years? He didn’t even have time to explain to Bruna what happened. And he didn’t sue Laryssa

Anonymous said:05- right away he told her to stay out of his private life and what did she do? Got back to Brazil and went doing interview and talk shows talking about it on and on, inventing things and literally changing her story and details 4-5 times!!! She even said how he didn’t sue her yet but maybe will and she knows all of this mess is her fault bla bla bla.. and still continued doing it. There are still interviews of her on youtube. Chick is crazy she was doing that almost till 2016.

Anonymous said:06- She also said she didn’t have anything with him at first, but later said she did and when fans started attacking her that he was in relationship she said oh but it was years ago. She also said he paid for them to get there, later said her concise is clear she was just there on holiday on her own with friend and invited over by someone else (Gil). Gil and Ney even had a fight over it and unfollowed each other for a short time then. I am sure Gil didn’t mean for all of this to happen.

Anonymous said:07- So many lies… So of course when that shit was dragged on tv and she was enjoying fame even saying now she’s ready for new career, he sued her for using him name and lying. who wouldn’t?? I would! Your anon should investigate the shit they are saying before talking smth they don’t know about. Stop making him the devil all the time. I totally feel sorry for that boy surrounded by this piranhas. :(((

LOL, well this is probably why I had so many question the last time *cough* and the reason why I always do my own ‘research’ with things like this haha*

But what was said in those audios she released? Do you know that? I mean she can she this or that but those audios can’t be lies. 

SO you’re saying - like Tatiana said in that article - Laryssa is indeed a leach who’s out for fame? But on the other hand Bruna immediately believed some tabloid rumors of Ney having girls over/cheating - who dont look sleazy or anything just normal girls - in a heartbeat and ended it with him… I mean good that she didnt do that after that Playboy ta gata-gate from a week ago then. But it does show the fragile state they were in. But I feel you. It was someone who he knew long and if she really screwed him over I can’t imagine how me must feel. But sadly he has had these kind of things happen to him after this incident too. Let’s hope he now has finally learned his lesson.