#*cough* kotaro *cough*

[fayelero]

— I TOLD YOU IM PREGNANT ! multiple

➥ pr : timeskip!atsumu x fem!reader; timeskip!bokuto x fem!reader; timeskip!suna x reader; timeskip!kageyama x fem!reader; timeskip!kuroo x reader

➥ syn : “I told you I’m pregnant” but not the prank

➥ tw : mention of pregnancy, and fluff

➥ a/n : found this TikTok and thought about how cute it was soooo here’s a fic :)

ATSUMU MIYA

The parking lot was quiet save for the distant sounds of volleyball practice ending. Atsumu had just finished a grueling training session with the MSBY Black Jackals, his blonde hair still damp with sweat as he slipped into the passenger seat of your car.

You were on a phone call, and he respectfully stayed silent, pulling out a water bottle and taking a long drink. His eyes were focused on the steering wheel, giving you privacy.

"Oh my god, guess what?" you suddenly exclaimed to whoever was on the other end of the line. Atsumu's ears perked up, curious about your excited tone.

Then, clear as day, he heard those words: "I think I'm pregnant."

Before he could process what he'd just heard, you had already stepped out of the car, closing the door behind you and walking a few paces away to continue your conversation in what seemed like a calmer environment.

Atsumu sat frozen, eyes wide as saucers, still gripping his water bottle. The silence of the car was suddenly overwhelming.

"BABY!" he finally called out, his voice a mix of shock and excitement. Then, realizing how he might have just potentially spooked you, he muttered, "What the fuckk..."

After a few moments of complete silence, Atsumu started talking to himself, his voice rising with each sentence.

"A baby? Me? A FATHER?" He pressed his palms against his cheeks, eyes wide. "Holy shit, holy shit HOLY SHIT, WAOUH." he slap the steering wheel.

He leaned forward, pressing his forehead against the steering wheel. "Oh my god."

Then, suddenly remembering you were still outside, he rolled down the window.

"BABY!" he called out dramatically. "COME BACK IN THE CAR!"

When you didn't immediately respond, he continued his monologue.

"What if it's a boy? He's gonna be an AMAZING setter. Or a girl! She'll probably be just like her mama - smart and way too good for me, WOW" he chuckled to himself and slapped the dashboard.

Another pause. Then, louder: "HEY! ARE YOU DONE WITH YOUR CALL YET?"

He drummed his fingers nervously on the dashboard, then muttered, "Breathe, Atsumu. Breathe."

"BAAAABE!" he called out again, drawing out the word. "I HEARD SOMETHING INTERESTING OUT HERE!"

The parking lot remained quiet except for Atsumu's increasingly dramatic calls and his own nervous mumbling.

BOKUTO KOTARO

The MSBY Black Jackals' practice had just wrapped up, and Bokuto Koutarou was sprawled in the passenger seat of your car, chugging water after an intense training session. His wild hair was slightly dampened with sweat, sticking out in different directions as always.

You were on a phone call, and Bokuto, being considerate for once, sat quietly. His golden eyes were focused on a volleyball poster in the car, giving you privacy while he hydrated.

"Oh my god, guess what?" you suddenly exclaimed to whoever was on the other end of the line.

Bokuto's ears perked up, his attention immediately drawn to your excited tone.

Then, clear as day, he heard those words: "I think I'm pregnant.”

The timing could not have been more perfect - or disastrous. Mid-gulp, Bokuto's eyes went comically wide. The water he was drinking immediately went down the wrong pipe.

COUGH! HACK! SPUTTER!

Water sprayed everywhere - the windshield, the dashboard, his volleyball jersey. He was a walking (or sitting) water fountain of shock.

Before he could fully process what he'd heard, you had already stepped out of the car, closing the door behind you and walking a few paces away to continue your conversation in a calmer environment.

Bokuto sat there, partially drenched, eyes frozen in a state of pure, unadulterated shock. His mouth hung open slightly, one hand still gripping the water bottle, water dripping from his chin.

"Huh?" he whispered to the empty car. "Did I... what?"

He blinked. Once. Twice.

"PREGNANT?" he suddenly yelled, his voice cracking. "PREGNANT?!"

His hands started moving frantically, gesturing to absolutely nothing. One moment they were pressed against his cheeks, the next running through his wild hair, causing it to stick up even more dramatically.

"OH MY GOD," he muttered, then louder, "OH. MY. GOD." he slammed a hand on his armrest.

He looked around the car, as if the vehicle itself might have some answers. His volleyball bag stared back at him silently.

"Am I hearing things?" he asked the bag. The bag, unsurprisingly, offered no response.

He pinched himself. Hard.

"OW!" Bokuto yelped, then immediately whispered, "Nope. Not dreaming."

Another moment of silence.

Then, with the energy that only Bokuto could muster: "BAAAAABE!" he called out the window, "WHAT KIND OF BOMB ARE YOU DROPPING RIGHT NOW?!"

When no immediate response came, he started talking to himself, his voice rising and falling with dramatic flair.

"Pregnant. P-R-E-G-N-A-N-T," he spelled out slowly, as if the letters might reveal some hidden meaning. "WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN RIGHT NOW?"

He began bouncing in the car seat, unable to contain his nervous energy. The water bottle rolled onto the floor, leaving a small puddle.

"BABE!" he called again, pressing his face dramatically against the car window. "DETAILS! I NEED DETAILS!"

His breath fogged up the glass, creating a comical circle of condensation.

"Did she say 'think'?" he muttered to himself. "THINK? What does THINK mean? IS THAT A MAYBE? A PROBABLY? A DEFINITELY?"

Bokuto's hands flew to his head again, gripping his hair. "I AM DYING HERE!"

Another pause.

"DYING!" he repeated to the empty car, for emphasis.

Outside, you continued your phone call, completely unaware of the hurricane of emotions happening inside the vehicle.

SUNA RINTAROU

The parking lot was quiet as Suna Rintarou slid into the passenger seat of your car. Fresh from EJP Raijin practice, he looked effortlessly cool, his hair slightly tousled. Without a word, he leaned over and placed a soft kiss on your cheek, then sat back quietly, respecting that you were on a phone call.

You were animatedly talking to someone, and Suna remained silent, pulling out his phone and scrolling through it casually.

"Oh my god, guess what?" you suddenly exclaimed to whoever was on the other end of the line. Suna's eyes flickered up momentarily, catching your excitement.

Then, clear as day, he heard those words: "I think I'm pregnant."

Suna's thumb froze mid-scroll. His eyes widened almost imperceptibly - the closest thing to a dramatic reaction he'd ever show.

Before he could process what he'd heard, you had already stepped out of the car, closing the door behind you and walking a few paces away to continue your conversation in what seemed like a calmer environment.

Suna sat there. Completely. Absolutely. Still.

"Pregnant?" he whispered to himself, his usual deadpan tone replaced by a hint of uncertainty.

His phone slowly lowered. One perfectly arched eyebrow raised.

"Pregnant," he repeated, softer this time. Then, slightly louder, "WHEN?"

He began mentally retracing every single moment of potential... opportunity.

"Okay, okay, let's think," Suna muttered, now talking to himself with increasing intensity. "Last month's beach trip? No, we were careful. That one night after Atsumu's birthday party? Hmm..."

He started counting on his fingers, his normally composed face now a map of concentration and mild panic.

"Valentine's Day?" he questioned the car's dashboard. "The New Year's party? That weekend at my parents' place? No I didn’t finished inside…"

Each memory was examined with the precision of a detective, his eyes darting back and forth as if reviewing mental surveillance footage.

"WAIT," he suddenly exclaimed, "THE CAMPING TRIP?"

A pause.

"No, we definitely used condoms on the camping trip," he answered himself, then realized he was having a full conversation with no one.

"BABE?" he called out the window, a hint of desperation creeping into his typically cool voice. "WHEN? HOW? DETAILS?"

When no immediate response came, he continued his internal investigation.

"Is this even possible?" Suna mumbled. "Am I dreaming? Did Atsumu spike my water bottle with something?"

He pinched himself. Hard.

Another moment of silence.

Then, with a mix of confusion and mild hysteria: "BAAAAABE!" he called again, pressing his forehead dramatically against the car window, leaving a small fog patch. "I NEED A FUCKING TIMELINE!"

Outside, you continued your phone call, completely unaware of the hurricane of calculations and mild existential crisis happening inside the vehicle.

Suna's mind was racing. One moment he was scrolling through his phone after practice, and the next? Potentially becoming a father.

"Pregnant," he whispered again, this time with a slightly hysterical chuckle. "Me. Potentially. A dad."

He looked at his reflection in the car window. Studied it.

"I don't look like a dad," Suna declared to his reflection. "I look like... me."

Another pause.

"WHEN?" he shouted to the universe, then immediately lowered his voice.

TOBIO KAGEYAMA

The parking lot of the Schweiden Adlers volleyball stadium was quiet as Tobio Kageyama slid into the passenger seat, unwrapping an energy bar. Fresh from practice with his Italian team, he was still wearing his training gear, a light sheen of sweat covering his forehead.

You were on a phone call, speaking rapid Italian, and Kageyama remained silent, munching on his bar and staring straight ahead, giving you privacy.

"Oh mio Dio, indovina un po'!" (“Oh my god. Guess what?”) you suddenly exclaimed to whoever was on the other end of the line. Kageyama's ears perked up, always attuned to the slightest change in your tone.

Then, clear as day, he heard those words: "Credo di essere incinta." (“I think I’m pregnant”)

Mid-bite, Kageyama froze. The energy bar hung halfway to his mouth, crumbs scattered across his training shorts.

He slowly turned to look at you, one hand outstretched as if to stop you, but you had already stepped out of the car, closing the door behind you and walking a few paces away to continue your conversation.

"Pregnant?" he whispered, then switched to your language, "Incinta?"

The energy bar slowly lowered. Kageyama blinked. Once. Twice.

"PREGNANT?" he suddenly blurted out, his voice cracking in a way that would make his former volleyball teammates laugh.

He stared at the windshield, processing.

His mind began racing, cataloging moments with the same intense focus he'd use to analyze volleyball plays.

"The weekend in Roma?" Kageyama mumbled. "No, we were careful."

He started counting on his fingers, his normally stoic face now a canvas of calculation and mild panic.

"BABE!" he called out, surprising himself with the volume. "What did you just say?"

When no immediate response came, he continued his internal monologue.

"If it's a boy," Kageyama suddenly announced to the empty car, "we're naming him Spike. No, wait. That's fuckin’ weird."

He scrunched his face.

"Alessio?" he tried. "No. Too soft."

Another pause.

"MARCO!" he declared. Then immediately second-guessed himself. "No. Too common."

His finger tapped rapidly against the dashboard.

"Giovanni?" Kageyama muttered. "Sounds like a grandpa's name."

He nodded to himself, then looked around the car.

"BABE!" he called again. "I HAVE NAME SUGGESTIONS!"

Outside, you continued your Italian phone conversation, completely unaware of the naming convention crisis happening inside the vehicle.

Kageyama took a deep breath. Picked up the half-eaten energy bar. Put it down.

"Davide?" he whispered to himself. "Ew no. Definitely not Davide."

The naming continued, each name spoken with the same intensity he'd use to call a perfect set.

“HELL YEAH!” He enjoyed alone and slap his hand on the armrest. “BABEEE IS IT TRUE???”

KUROO TETSUROU

The office parking was quiet as Kuroo Tetsurou slid into the passenger seat of your car, still wearing his crisp business suit. Fresh from a long day of work, he loosened his tie and pulled out his phone.

You were on a phone call, and Kuroo sat quietly, scrolling through emails and occasionally adjusting his perfectly styled hair.

"Oh my god, guess what?" you suddenly exclaimed to whoever was on the other end of the line. Kuroo's eyes flickered up, catching the excitement in your voice.

Then, clear as day, he heard those words: "I think I'm pregnant."

Kuroo's phone stopped mid-scroll.

"Wait, WHAT?" he muttered, more to himself than anyone else.

Before he could fully process what he'd heard, you had already stepped out of the car, closing the door behind you and walking a few paces away to continue your conversation.

"BABE!" Kuroo called out, his perfectly professional demeanor cracking. "BAAAAABE!"

No response.

He stared out the window, one hand still holding his phone, the other gripping his briefcase like it could somehow explain this situation.

"COME BACK HERE!" he shouted, pressing his suited arm against the car window, leaving a comical wrinkle in his crisp white shirt.

Another moment of silence.

"Okay, okay, okay," Kuroo started talking to himself, his business executive brain trying to process this information. "Pregnant. PREGNANT. When? How? WHAT?"

He began counting on his fingers, his analytical mind kicking into overdrive.

"The weekend getaway? No, we were careful. That dinner date? Fuck she was pretty that night…Hmm..." Each memory was examined with the precision of a corporate strategy meeting.

"BABE!" he called again, louder this time. "I’M SUPPOSED TO BE THE FIRST TO KNOW THIS!"

When no response came, he did the most dramatic thing a corporate Kuroo could do in this situation.

He started honking the car horn.

*HONK! HONK! HOOOONK!*

Short bursts. Long bursts. A symphony of confusion that would definitely get him a complaint from HR if this was happening in the office.

"IF YOU DON'T COME BACK RIGHT NOW," he shouted to the empty car and the parking lot, "I'M GOING TO…oh fuck…" he slide a hand down his face and stop it on his mouth.

Another series of honks.

*HONK! HONK!*

"Pregnant," he whispered, then adjusted his glasses. Then louder: "PREGNANT?!"

His perfectly styled hair was now standing on end, looking like he'd been electrocuted by corporate panic.

More honking.

*HOOOOOONK!*

"I SWEAR TO GOD," Kuroo announced to absolutely no one, "BABE COME BACK!"

Another honk.

*HONK!*

Outside, you continued your phone call, completely unaware of the hurricane of emotions and constant honking happening inside the vehicle.

And then, suddenly, it hit him.

"Oh my god," Kuroo whispered, color draining from his face.

"Mama's gonna kill me."

He slumped back in the seat, took a deep breath, and then—

*HOOOOOONK!*

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[rinniemybeloved]

Can you do Bokuto/Iwaizumi as a father like Kenma?

[✦] - 𝐊𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎 𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐃

notes : sorry for being inactive for almost like 2 months :)

warnings : pregnancy idk if that's a warning tho

pairings : dad!bokuto x mom!reader,

dude has baby fever all the time I swear

"y/n it would be so cute!!" "y/n it wouldn't be that hard!!"

he's nagging you 24/7

so you just had to give in 🤷‍♀️

during the pregnancy he would be so worried

you could literally like cough or something and he'd call a doctor to make sure everything's okay

VERY overprotective

once, a small child came up to you and asked you if there's a baby in your belly and he was glaring at the kid the whole time 😭

but he honestly really likes when little kids come up to you two, he just wants to make sure they don't hurt the baby or smth

he talks to your belly so much

he's so convinced that the baby is understanding and responding too

it's honestly adorable to see him calm for once in his life

bokuto's determined that it's a boy, like literally DETERMINED

I mean, having a girl wouldn't hurt, but like it's just like his sixth sense telling him he's gonna have a boy

he gets so impatient to find out the gender too!!

he's gonna pay any amount of money to find out as fast as possible

… and boom boom his assumption sadly turns out to be true

this is loosely related to this piece I wrote a few months ago, girls or boys?

when the baby's born, he almost drops his son, but thank God he's okay

he probably wanted to name him something like buster 💀

"this is our son, not a dog, kotaro!"

"but people love and play with dogs, and we'll love and play with him, so there isn't a difference!"

yes, that was indeed a real conversation between you two.

but you ended up naming him Ichiro, leaving kotaro whining about why he couldn't name him buster.

but the absolute first thing he's gonna do is take a countless amount of pictures and send them to the whole msby group chat as well as the Japan national team group chat

can't blame him, he's always given off Instagram dad vibes

and when I say Instagram dad, I mean, like, Instagram dad.

he will post the smallest things lil Ichiro does, and bokuto's a pro athlete, so it's gonna get some attention 🤷‍♀️

his son is gonna do something as simple as point at the tv and giggle when his favorite character comes on the screen, and he's gonna post that.

his friends are supportive of it too, especially my baby Shoyo <3 <3 (I'm trying so hard not to make this about him but my Shoyo phase is coming back rn)

shoyo_msby21 it's like I saw him as a baby just yesterday !!

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matching outfits.

kotaro has never been the best with fashion, but with the help of you and his teammates, he has gotten better at dressing his son up

like imagine there's just a whole section in the closet just for matching father-son outfits.

He's gonna spend thousands on clothes for the family. sometimes all of you go out wearing the same colour outfit or something

matching jerseys too, little Ichiro always goes to his father's games wearing an identical, but smaller jersey <3

his son is gonna be a total daredevil, sometimes even kotaro surprisingly gets worried.

the kid is gonna have little star printed bandaids all over his little hands and legs, but I guess people learn from their mistakes, don't they?

he's gonna love being the center of attention, clinging to his dad whenever he's getting interviewed. He just wants the world to know that a star player like his dad has a star son like him!

overall, Bokuto gets an A for being an adept father.

Requests are open!

[daetko]

mutual headcanons . . .

talia note ; you guys … i wrote this at 4am so this is 100% half yapping but my mutuals on twt did this for me and i was like. omg . tumblr oomfs ur next. also math is kicking my ass so im bringing up multiplication hcs for everyone

@miyamoratsumuu — top of the class & class pres/have some major rule in school. you probably have a really cute smile like the one where ur lips don’t shut fully there’s like space that shows ur teeth a lil & i hc u have chest length hair too ,, you REALLY love youtube video essays probably, lego enjoyer & u 101% like/d kpop, i can see u liking nct and cravity so vividly,,, you also carry chapstick around with you everywhere though you don’t need it but u always end up finishing it somerhow. you’re OKAY at multiplication like you’re not the best but 100% not the worst. Biochem have to be ur favorite subjects (after art) i refuse to believe otherwise. u LOVE white shirts, u dress so nice and have those shirts w the little girl drawings on them, u also are somehow SOMEHOW the type of kid to fake cough infront of a smoking stranger to make them feel bad. squint & you’ll see the vision i’m implying n you 100% have perspective glasses ur supposed to wear but u never wear them, & lastly you have a tiktok account with you lip syncing

@rueclfer — ouhhhh rue i hc ur such a smartass at school like no one expects it but u get SUCH GREAT grades holy shit also ur a SMOKER. Oomf smokes (possibly weed and very rarely cigs) smoker. or u own atleast two dispos trust i know. also you really liked the tooth fairy as a kid and somehow she disappointed you and that’s where ur villain arc started . Atleast 3 dead pet fishes. u also really like zootopia. also probably tried getting into kpop at some point and failed miserably… you are willing to defend cheese sandwiches with your life too. human multiplication machine somehow, or really bad at it. you owe atleast 2 pairs of jorts & those baggy brown/black colored overly comfy oversized jackets that have these little doodles / stars on them & wire headphones, atleast 2 ear piercings and a septum , your screen time is 50% pinterest or twittwe

@loveriotss — lighting mcqueen defender ( i think u probably wanted the car bed / had it at some point) & car enjoyer … you’d love f1 . you watch sam and colby religiously (same) and u LOVEEEE old katy perry songs. u had a marshmallow / selena gomez phase in middle school & you used to have braces in elementary/middle school. you’re either ginger or a really light brown haired person, if u say black or dark brown i will actually be surprised. your aura color is 100% green with a hint of purple (i don’t know much about this but u just give that vibe) you play sims 4 too and really REALLY enjoy lasagna & multiplication (though you’re not the best at it). you’re also like REALLY scared of sneaking your phone in to school (let’s say it’s not allowed) and you were brave enough to do that for once and boom it’s like a cr4ck addiction you can’t stop bringing it to school w u until one day u get caught and they call your mum to school ,,, also u either violate the dress code or dress modestly no inbetween— and did i mention u have SO MANY racer jackets holy shit even if it’s those basic bershka ones

@poetlus / @lunatiqez — mina ashido and bokuto kotaro if they had a fusion of both of their personalities. oomf you LOVE LOOOVEE dresses so much like i wouldn’t be surprised if that’s half ur closet & u also have a bookshelf in your room probably with so many books you haven’t touched since u bought. probably got a scooter for christmas at some point. one of your many pillows on your bed probably has a floral print & your room is BIG LIKE HUGE there’s so much space left despite your huge ass closet. u probably own merch of stuff you USED to like and don’t anymore ,, you also enjoy ramen from restaurants like no tomorrow & you stick ur tongue out at every minor inconvenience (twin ). you also cannot do multiplication, you really hate math but you like to write in the notebook. you’re BLONDE. that’s BLONDE OOMF. or atleast light brunette. you’re like 5”4 too shit maybe 5”3 aswell.. you also LOVE raves and parties & u can fuck up cake like a n expert especially vanilla & red velvet cake . Rip liv you would’ve loved dress to impress

@sepptember — ok so first of all you LOVE shrimp. and i mean LOVE LOVE and you’re okay w other seafood. u also like to add thinly sliced carrot to ramen which is actually goated btw and you’d k1ll someone if a bowl of katsu curry was on the line,, your fav subject is PROBABLY science ,, perhaps geology? maybe? i feel like you have too many stuffed animals and you probably collect those glass drinks lids too, you had a monster energy drink phase & kinned hitoka yachi at some point. you update your letterboxed multiple times a week & you do NOT play about true crime podcasts. bro, please, im begging you to get out your room and see your family. also i think u have a rlly nice room … like it’s either rlly acubi-ish or brown green & some dark colors and veins hanging from the ceiling, both ways aesthetically pleasing to look at !!!! multiplication goat btw

ib this tweet

[bengiyo]

Ossan's Love Returns Ep 8 Stray Thoughts

Last week, everyone had to come together when Chizu collapsed. Chizu didn't want Teppei to know and cancel the first vacation they had taken in years. Haruta and Maki helped care for Goro. Meanwhile, the chief started coughing blood, and after Choko made him get a second opinion it seems there's something wrong with his lungs. Also, Kiku captured the guy who murdered Akito and properly confessed to Izumi. I'm still thinking about the family moment where everyone gathered around Chizu, and little Goro cleaned her shoes. Finally, Haruta and Maki agreed that they are not ready to expand their family right now.

Oh, Kurosawa, please tell at least Choko what's going on.

Look at Haruta stepping up with housekeeping.

I don't disagree with Maki. Having someone come over regularly to clean and cook was definitely not cheap.

I'm extremely skeptical about pickled banana.

Good job, squad. Please share notes on the Chief and intervene.

Damn, Yoshida Kotaro gets me every time he plays Kurosawa upset.

Episode 8: The Housekeeper with One Month to Live

I genuinely hope Izumi finds a way to process his grief and live a peaceful existence.

The squad has assembled and has a plan!

This whole counseling bit is so weird, but it's amusing.

I like the set detail of keeping the crayon marks Goro left on the counter.

Kurosawa and Maki can't just have a nice moment without it almost turning into another brawl.

Oh, Haruta. I would miss the chief, too.

This party actually looks fun. Unsurprised the chief made food art to dunk on Maki again. I am glad at least Choko knows something's up.

These goodbye videos are crushing me.

Okay, the callback to "Can you tell me 10 good things about Haruta?" sent me over the edge.

This is too much! I don't want to grieve Kurosawa!

Damn, this was a lot harder than I was expecting. I just adore Kurosawa so much, and it's making me miss my gay elders we've buried. I'm gonna go lay down for a bit after that. Goddamn.

[marunalu]

Hey, idk if you talked about this, but I’ve been thinking something about the Inko Shimura theory. So far in the series, Izuku’s dad has been kept a secret for suspense purposes, right (cough cough DFO)?? Well, we also never never get to see Nana’s husband either which I found weird cause it is implied that her husband’s is the reason why she gave up Kotaro. I feel like Horikoshi could have totally drawn a panel where Nana finds her dead husband’s corpse. He draws Nana and Kotaro together but never her husband. Since Nana is the one working, her husband would have enough time to hang out with his family but it’s never shown. Could the reason because he has way too many of Inko’s features and Horikoshi doesn’t want the fans to connect the dots?? Sorry it got long

I mentioned nanas husband a few times in the past but never really put to much focus on him in my dfo or inko shimura metas, mostly because we know almost nothing about him (similar how we almost know nothing about hisashi).

While I dont talk much about him, I have my own theorys and just like you said I also think the reason why hori hasnt shown us what he looked like is because he will have some physical resemblance to inko and would readers give the chance to connect the dots way to soon.

If we look at kotaro for example we can see he comes a lot after his mother appearance wise. He pretty much looks like a male version of his mother. An interesting thing in mha is that usually all the characters look a lot like their mothers and only have some few traits of their fathers.

While I DO LIKE the inko shimura theory and believe in it, I have to say I dont think inko and nana have many similaritys even when inko was younger. The only thing they seem to have in common is a similar hair style and all might mentioning that for some reason inko reminds him of nana but cant really explain why (he says maybe its because of the hair but he is unsure). But like you said its still very possible that inko simply comes more after her father the same kotaro comes a lot after his mother.

I have the headcanon if izuku really didnt inherited his freckles from his father (when afo was younger), then he got them from his grandfather from his mothers side. Inkos hair is dark green in the anime (in the manga her hair color is not confirmed but I guess its the same) and her eyes are big and round, her face is round as well so all of that could come from her father. Since we know almost nothing about him its fun to speculate about what he looked like.

We dont know if nanas husband was a hero, stay at home dad or if he had an other job, we only know he was murdered. And while we dont have any confirmation yet, I think its not far fetched to say that he was most likely killed by afo. My personal headcanon is, he made afo believe that he is the current ofa owner to protect his family and to give nana time to flee with kotaro (and inko she was pregnant with at that time) and as soon as afo realized he was tricked he killed nanas husband, also as a warning towards her that the same thing could happen to her child(ren) if she doesnt give him ofa. Thats why she gave kotaro in foster care and why I think she left inko in an orphanage or the hospital (with her scarf, because inko wears an identical looking scarf like nanas at one point) after her birth.

All in all like you said its strange that hori still hasnt shown us nanas husband in at least a tiny flashback moment, despite that his death had apparently such a huge impact on her that she would stop to smile and only startet to do so again when a young all might became a part of her life. So yes I do feel like hori is deffinitetly trying to hide something about nanas husband, the same how he is hiding hisashis identity (which at this point is so damn obvious afo its mind blowing how some people can still deny it!)

[sohcah--toa]

three assassins/grasshopper 2015 things that needed a place to stay

OK so basically... hello Three Assassins/Grasshopper 2015 fandom!!

I am VERY VERY late to everything about this book!! I first picked it up in 2023 during the summer, fell in love and have reread it 5 times now. (also convinced 10 of my friends to read it. one of them did. love her forever. And politely asked my mother to watch it with me, which she said yes to but now never wants my movie recommendations again. You win some you lose some.... at least she liked Asagao!!!)

And if you're randomly strolling upon this post with no idea what this is, PLEASE read it or watch the movie, it is SO good if you don't mind vulgar language and sensitive/gory content.

Other than the book, a movie's been made about it (called Grasshopper グラスホッパー - made in 2015. Grasshopper was the original name for the book but for some reason it got translated into Three Assassins in English though lol!! Both are great :DDDD) and it's practically as good as the original by Mr Kotaro Isaka.

Here are some really brainrotty-strange things that just needed a place to stay regarding both versions of the story... (SPOILERS)

-> Firstly, Cicada has completely different motives (not motives for his job but like... ya know if ya know) in the movie. In Grasshopper, he has this ringing in his ears that he wants to stop, whereas in the book, he's TERRIFIED of being controlled by another person (namely Iwanishi cough cough), especially after watching the film called Oppression by Gabriel Caseau or something among the lines of that.

-- The movie doesn't actually exist hahaha I was so disappointed. Or maybe it does and I just didn't dig deep enough...? Please tell me!!

Ahem anyway...

Cicada is such an interesting character. I think he's 100% Kotaro Isaka's favourite just because he got his own manga series.

YEAH YOU HEARD ME RIGHT CICADA HAS A MANGA SERIES!!

-> It's titled "Waltz" and it's written by both Kotaro Isaka and Megumi Osuga in Maoh: Juvenile Remix. (AKA 魔王 ~JUVENILE REMIX~) It acts as a continuation of Three Assassins, I suppose. It is AMAZING the art is beautiful!!

(I literally could not find the full thing I'm sorry but there's a Reddit thread reviewing the series and it links to the website if you want to read Waltz!! the whole thing revolved around Cicada.)

Also yess he gets a "backstory" here!! We also get full reason to why Grasshopper is titled Grasshopper other than Asagao/the Pusher and Suzuki's interesting musings ;))

-> Did you know that the book the Whale/Kujira was reading is called "Crime and Punishment" by Fyodor Dostoevsky? (or Преступление и наказание, Фёдор Достоевский)

You probably knew... hahahahaa

But if you didn't, there's a little secret!! It's a wonderful story as well, quite dark although, like, if you're reading Three Assassins...

-> Onto the amazingly written characters and their kind of messed up philosophies:

-- ASAGAO (朝顔) /THE PUSHER:

He believes that humans are like grasshoppers, and they enter a swarming stage when crowded. However, unlike locusts, they can't fly away so they just get more and more aggressive..?? Very interesting, so so so cool!! I love these random things Kotaro Isaka drops in the story. Like, WOAhHH give me a second!?!?

But also somehow, the Pusher is some that seems kind. I don't know, I'd hate to be that person but when he was interacting with the family, I just kept thinking "this could actually be a wholesome family dynamic if only he wasn't the Pusher and Sumire and the kids weren't his employers..." (He has a sense of humour too, isn't that great?? He gives off massive dad energy sometimes and I could have genuinely believed that he was the dad of Kojiro and Kentaro, especially when

-- CICADA (AKA SEMI 蝉)

His thoughts are represented in an uncanny way, because he genuinely is completely unempathetic to humans. You could argue that all the other assassins are the same but like, come on!! Isaka definitely definitely upped it up a notch with Cicada...

He straight up says that "well if we could see humans breathe then it would be harder to hurt them" and compares his job to "you know, it's like when you stop too late at a red light and your car kind blocks the road and you're feeling guilty but it's not that big of a deal". (these are not the actual quotations for OBVIOUS reasons but same energy)

It's hilarious that he likes cats and dogs as well. Everything this guy says is kinda quotable (everything the Pusher says is too, that man is practically a philosopher)

Oh yeah!! And I've got to mention the movie!!

In the movie, Cicada is absolutely unhinged as well but the ending is something else completely!! He gets beat up by the Whale (and the Whale gets beat up by him too) when he goes to Fräulein's headquarters while Iwanishi (more like his ghost) just stands there. Then Cicada cuts his ear off but we don't talk about that.

That turn of event was totally unexpected... I thought the cedar grove ending was cool in the book and extremely ominous but this worked so well too, I loved the Whale and Cicada's dynamic at the end of it where they just drive off together ahaahahah!!

-- SUZUKI (鈴木)

He's just a guy. I may as well be Suzuki in another universe because he is sounds really pathetic in the book sometimes.... don't get me wrong I love him it's just very funny how he fails to do so many things and overthinks everything... I guess it's like, a "THIS COULD BE YOU" moment but not really because he definitely has his own character.

(but also we should respect his dedication for his wife.. this man was willing to GIVE IT ALL UP for her and honestly it's so impressive!!)

OH YEAH AND HE BECAME A CLOWN IN THE MOVIE HAHAHAHA RESPECT!! After all he's been through that's a pretty solid career choice. He's totally precious in the movie though, the scenes with his wife and him are so sweet...

-- THE WHALE (AKA KUJIRA 鲸)

Oooh alright, now this was difficult to place a finger on. The Whale has a really nonchalant attitude to things sometimes and his whole demeanour is just "wahaaaha?!?" because he was so unpredictable. Like, I would not have guessed that he once worked as a newspaper delivery bow and shot his employer.

(oooyayaa but I need to say that the movie kinda changed his backstory and the first person he killed was his father)

OK I MEAN that was a massive connection to the film "Oppression" that Cicada is obsessed with (not in a good way) that Kotaro Isaka just DROPPED on us all of a sudden.

So what does that mean??

He just gives off this feeling that everything is connected. Cicada mentions this a few times as well, since Iwanishi starts quoting some talking scarecrow from a book (what is the book though??!?!). I guess the fact that he compares humans/technology to insects too shows that all the assassins have similar thoughts, which are all properly explained by the Pusher or something... that's merely an interpretation though!! A rather scuffed one at that....

-- HIYOKO

She's not the most important character ever but she's the textbook definition of gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss. She's so manipulative throughout the entire story and keeps threatening Suzuki with awful stuff... well, she's good at her job, that's that...

On the other hand, it's so interesting how her white skin is emphasised in the book. It's first "porcelain white" (By Suzuki), after it's just "pale white" (by the Whale), then "white like a mannequin" (by Cicada) and finally "her skin seems to have gone past white into a shade of green" (by the Whale when we last actually see her character).

BUT THEN THE MOVIE IS A WHOLE OTHER STORY!!

She is so ghghghgh :"DDD They made her so much more brutal, like she pulls out a weapon at absolutely everything and the scene where her shirt gets splattered with blood- WHAT. That's wild. (

Also her actor is so so so pretty!!)

(look at Suzuki in this picture hahahaha nooo save him)

-- OTHER CHARACTERS

Momo: she has such nice energy in the book and her friendship with Cicada is honestly wholesome sometimes even though they are what they are!! She seems really mysterious honestly and if she ever had a solo spinoff, I would totally read that!! Under appreciated character..

(also her reference to the Bashō poem was hilaRiOus!??)

Suzuki's wife: I don't know why but she's so much less chaotic in the movie, which is hilarious to see because in the book, she's kinda portrayed as someone who has extremely strong beliefs and is quite stubborn. She's still so sweet though!! In Three Assassins (book), she and Suzuki met at a hotel "all you can eat" when she started piling food up on her plate and said "oh I'm on a 1 on 1 battle with myself". This was followed by a really cute ending scene where Suzuki booked a hotel for himself after all the events transpired and basically just did the same thing. But Grasshopper (movie), they replaced everything there and made her bake a cake(?) and Suzuki ate the time capsule at the end. Aahahhh so sweet!!

Kentaro/Kojiro/Sumire: Felt so bad for the little guys, and was so surprised when Kojiro was the one who Suzuki's wife tried to save in the movie. I guess that's what made it so well rounded, because Suzuki ended up getting closure. Kentaro was so adorable too, like grr that football scene!?!? Yeah they had to keep it, even in the movie. It was too wholesome.

Sumire, on the other hand, was a little... CREEPY. Her actor was so so good, what the math!! And in the book, she has schoolgirl energy but this really sinister side to her as well. (I mean she enjoyed seeing Suzuki panic and stuff so why wouldn't she hahaaa)

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This was so much longer than I expected I'm sorry... but thank you very much if you read this war!! That's kinda crazy woaah :"DD oK these are just intrusive thoughts that needed a place to stay. I hope this post reaches some other insane people so they can tell me what they think about everything!!!!! <333

[crebby]

THERE'S A SAMPLE OF KOTARO'S VP COUGHING AFTER ATTEMPTING TO RECORD HELP ME

[kotaromita]

OOC: im going fucking crazy dude the fact right now two of the situations kotaro is in are

akito: [actively dying, coughing up blood]

toya: [a worm, crawls onto kotaros hand]

[rom-e-o]

So, I see your post saying Connie will take care of someone the moment that person coughs or something. So, I give you:

Connie being frustrated because Ryu and Kou hides their sickness & pain in plain sight.

YES, even Kotaro. The 4 year old. They literally doesn't want to "burden" anyone (and Ryu slightly leaning as a people pleaser.) They'll hide their sickness so well that at the point the sickness is in high point, the freaking fainted. They collapse to the floor from not being able to hide their sickness and everyone freaked the hell out.

(this is actually canon because in the anime literally 2 year old Kotaro holds on to his sick and FAINTED on Ryu.)

NOOOO, BOYS 😰

Connie is pretty good at calling bluffs from her years as a socialite. They would fool her for a bit, but once she sees them acting woozy, she will PERSONALLY take him home to rest.

“I can tell you have a fever - you can’t work like this! It’s not healthy! I’m going to get you some hot tea. You change into pajamas. Kou, too! Both of you are resting, and will keep resting until I see that fever go down!”

Mom mode kicks in. 😌

[eefos]

Thanks for the tag! @peachyspaceslvt

Tagging: @bullet-train-2022 @princeresnikov @tangerinesgf @tangerineswife @tangybug @tangerinesour @meduzza13 @definitionsfading @fijiwaterbottle

HERE WE GO!

➠ last song: people, The Blaze have just released a new album after 4 years on Friday, and it’s fucking perfect. Here’s my fav song from the new album. AND PLEASE, search on YouTube Territory by The Blaze. The video clip actually won an award at Cannes Film Festival.

➠ last show/movie: Yesterday I’ve finished season 4 of You and I was NOT looking forward to it because it should’ve ended after season 1/2 but now we are getting a FIFTH season ffs. And yes I did not care what happened in season 4 so I’ve missed a lot of important things I guess, but I don’t care. Yesterday I also watched and finished the Netflix Documentary about MH370: The Plane that Dissapeared lol. (I love airplanes) But I usually love movie more, I am waiting for season 3 of Ted Lasso and season 4 of Succession.

➠ currently watching: nothing really, I want to start The Last of Us since all the episodes are now online.

➠ currently reading: Three Assassins by Isaka Kotaro, but I’m having a hard time going through the book.

➠ current obsession: BULLET TRAIN, can you blame me after I’ve rediscovered Aaron Taylor-Johnson? It’s funny, my niece and I sometimes go to town and watch 2/3/4 movies in one day. The day that we were going to do it, I was not feeling well (to suffocate by coughing lol), I was basically sick but I wanted to go to the theatres anyway. The first movie in the morning was Where the Crawdads Sing, and it was just meh, I did love Harris Dickinson in it cuz he’s handsome 😂 then the second film was BULLET TRAIN. And it was such a pleasant surprise!

[fayelero]

— HAIKYUU!! BOYS SEEING YOU IN THEIR JERSEY !

shp : haikyuu boys x fem!reader

syn : you wear his jersey to see his reaction

tw : none ! pure fluff

It's a lazy Saturday afternoon at your boyfriend's apartment. You've been dating for a few months now, and things are comfortable between you. He's a dedicated volleyball player, and you've grown fond of how passionate he is about the sport. While he's in the shower, you get a playful idea. Curious about his reaction, you decide to slip on his volleyball jersey, which you find draped over a chair.

You're lounging on the couch when your boyfriend walks out of the bathroom, hair still damp from the shower. He stops in his tracks as he sees you wearing his jersey, which drapes loosely over your form.

His eyes widen, and a deep blush instantly spreads across his cheeks. He opens his mouth, but no words come out.

You smirk, enjoying his reaction. "Something wrong?" you ask innocently.

He swallows hard, still staring. "I... uh... you're wearing my..."

"Your jersey? Yeah, I thought I'd try it on. How does it look?" You stand up and do a little twirl.

His blush deepens. "It looks... wow. Just... wow."

You step closer to him, amused by his flustered state. "Use your words, volleyball boy. Do you like it?"

He nods vigorously, finally finding his voice. "You look amazing. I never thought seeing you in my jersey would affect me this much."

You laugh softly, wrapping your arms around his neck. "Maybe I should wear it more often then."

He grins, pulling you closer. "I definitely wouldn't complain."

ASAHI AZUME, SHINSUKE KITA, HINATA SHOYO, EITA SEMI

As soon as your boyfriend steps into the room, his eyes land on you and immediately light up with excitement. Without hesitation, he rushes towards you, a huge grin spreading across his face.

"You're wearing my jersey!" he exclaims, his voice filled with joy and surprise.

Before you can respond, he scoops you up in his arms, lifting you off the couch. You let out a small squeal of delight as he spins you around.

"You look absolutely incredible," he says, his eyes sparkling with adoration.

He then starts peppering your face with quick, affectionate kisses - your forehead, your cheeks, your nose, your lips.

Between kisses, he murmurs, "You're amazing… so beautiful… I can't believe you're mine."

You giggle, wrapping your arms around his neck. "I take it you approve of my outfit choice?"

He sets you down gently but keeps his arms around you. "Approve? I love it. You should wear my jersey all the time."

You smile up at him, touched by his enthusiastic reaction. "Maybe I will, if this is how you're going to respond."

He leans in for another kiss, this one longer and more tender. "You have no idea how happy you make me," he whispers against your lips.

BOKUTO KOTARO, SUGAWARA KOSHI, NISHINOYA YUU, TENDOU SATORI

You're lounging on the couch in his volleyball jersey when he walks out of the bathroom. His eyes widen slightly, but he quickly composes himself, trying to act casual.

"Hey, want something to drink?" he asks, his voice impressively steady.

"Sure," you reply, amused by his attempt to play it cool. You stretch languidly, making sure the jersey rides up a bit. "It's pretty warm in here, don't you think?"

He swallows hard, his eyes darting to you before quickly looking away. "Uh, yeah, I guess."

You stand up and walk to the kitchen, purposely brushing against him as you pass. "This jersey is so comfy. I might just have to keep it."

His cheeks flush slightly, but he manages a nonchalant shrug. "Oh yeah?"

You lean against the counter, giving him a playful smirk. "Mhmm. Unless you want it back right now?"

His eyes widen for a moment before he catches himself. "No, no, it's fine."

You step closer, tugging at the jersey. "Are you sure? I could always take it off…"

He coughs, nearly dropping the glass he's holding. "That's… that's okay. It looks good on you."

You grin, enjoying his flustered state. "Thanks. I think your number suits me, don't you?"

He nods, a soft smile finally breaking through his composure. "Yeah, it really does."

You lean in and kiss his cheek. "You're cute when you're trying not to react, you know."

He finally laughs, wrapping an arm around you. "And you're impossible to resist when you're teasing me like this."

KOZUME KENMA, TSUKISHIMA KEI, MIYA OSAMU, SAKUSA KIYOOMI

As he walks into the living room, his eyes land on you and he instantly freezes.

His face turns a brilliant shade of red, spreading from his cheeks to his ears and down his neck. His eyes are wide, mouth slightly agape as he stares at you.

You smirk, enjoying his reaction. "See something you like?"

He sputters, trying to form words. "I… you're… that's my…"

You stand up, doing a little twirl. "Your jersey? Yeah, I thought I'd try it on. It's pretty comfy."

His blush deepens even further, if that's possible. He looks away quickly, rubbing the back of his neck. "It… it looks good on you," he mumbles.

You step closer, your smirk widening. "Are you blushing?"

"What? No!" he says too quickly, his voice an octave higher than usual. "It's just… hot in here."

You laugh softly. "Oh really? Because your face is as red as a tomato right now."

"It is not!" he protests, but his hand instinctively goes to his cheek, feeling the heat there.

You reach out and gently turn his face towards you. "You're adorable when you blush, you know."

"I'm not blushing," he insists weakly, even as his face grows even redder under your touch.

You stand on your tiptoes and kiss his burning cheek. "Whatever you say, tomato face."

He groans in embarrassment but can't help the smile that tugs at his lips. "You're impossible," he mutters, finally giving in and wrapping his arms around you.

You snuggle into his embrace, laughing. "And you love it."

He sighs, resting his still-red face against your hair. "Yeah, I really do."

IWAIZUMI HAJIME, TANAKA RYU, YAKU MORISUKE, KAGEYAMA TOBIO, GOSHIKI TSUTOMU

As he walks into the living room, his eyes fall on you, and time seems to stand still.

His gaze softens immediately, filled with an overwhelming mix of love and adoration. His lips part slightly, a gentle exhale escaping as he takes in the sight of you.

"Wow," he whispers, almost reverently.

You smile shyly. "What do you think?"

He doesn't answer right away. Instead, he moves towards you slowly, his eyes never leaving yours. When he reaches you, he gently cups your face in his hands, looking at you as if you're the most precious thing in the world.

"I think…" he starts, his voice thick with emotion, "I think I'm the luckiest person alive."

Your heart flutters at the intensity of his gaze. "Because I'm wearing your jersey?" you tease softly.

He shakes his head, a tender smile playing on his lips. "Because you're you. Because somehow, out of everyone in the world, you chose me."

His thumb gently caresses your cheek as he continues, "Seeing you in my jersey… it's like all my dreams came true at once. You're beautiful, kind, amazing… and you're here, with me."

You feel yourself blushing under his adoring gaze. "I'm the lucky one," you murmur.

He leans in, resting his forehead against yours. "I love you so much," he whispers. "I can't believe how fortunate I am to have you in my life."

You wrap your arms around his neck, touched by his words and the pure love shining in his eyes. "I love you too," you reply, your voice equally soft.

He pulls you closer, holding you as if you're the most precious thing in the world. In this moment, wrapped in his jersey and his arms.

DAICHI SAWAMURA, AKAASHI KEIJI, YAMAGUCHI TADASHI, USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI

A smirk spreads across his face as he strides over to you, water droplets still clinging to his skin.

"Well, look at you," he teases, eyes twinkling with amusement. "Trying to take my place on the team, are you?"

You giggle, enjoying the playful banter. "Just wanted to see what all the fuss is about," you reply with a grin.

He sits beside you, his hand casually resting on your knee. "I have to admit," he says, leaning in closer, "you look pretty hot in my jersey. Almost makes me jealous of my own clothes."

You laugh, feeling a warm blush spread across your cheeks. He tilts his head, still smirking. "But seriously, you look amazing," he says, his tone genuine. "I might just have to keep you around as my personal cheerleader."

“Mind if you take it off ? Might be better underneath…”

KUROO TETSURO, MIYA ATSUMU, OIKAWA TORU, TERUSHIMA YUJI, SUNA RINTARO

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[nono-bunny]

Honestly the best thing about it is that despite the expanded lore and exclusive character details the manga spin-offs provide, one thing it still refuses to touch upon is exactly this

Like, we get SO many details about the underlying mystery of the show in terms of both the visible and invisible supernatural forces pulling the strings, but the one consistent mystery is still just exactly how the fuck the zombies happened

Spoilers incoming!

The second season coupled with the manga spin-offs all but straight up confirm the motives behind the Zombieland Saga Project and that Jotaro provided Kotaro with the means to be able to do it, but as to any details aside from "Kotaro has the power of god and Saga on his side" we don't even know the scope of their involvement before the girls awakened

I've seen people theorize that Jotaro provided most of the bodies (maybe even held them in reserve prior to the inception of the project) because honestly it'd be pretty much impossible to grave rob some of these very recent corpses of famous people who still have people actively grieving for them, so it's likely the bodies were somehow acquired close to their deaths considering how bodies do also tend to be cremated, and Kotaro is canonically only in his late twenties so... That's a very speculative thing, but it is kinda the only logical explanation given that the zombie resurrection doesn't seem to like, remake the body to be whole, so generally I do consider it to be canon unless and until proven otherwise. Also he did for sure at the very least provide Tae and Yugiri, given that he was very close with both of them before their deaths

But aside from the acquisition of the corpses, which is something that we can sorta kinda realistically figure out the logistics of according to existing knowledge.... Yeah we legit have no current data on the actual zombieficiation process itself?

During the floods when Jotaro and Kotaro are weakened, the girls become weak too, so like... It is likely that their reanimation is dependent on the life-force of their necromancer(s), and there's always Kotaro's relatively mysterious blood coughing to consider which might support a theory of life force exchange thing (which only applies in practice to the non immortal one of the two)? But yeah, the actual process is legit still the show's best kept secret five years, two anime seasons, and a bunch of extra lore content after it first started airing

this anime’s refusal to engage with the technicalities of its own premise is SO inspiring. we don’t have time to focus on whatever plot hole physics we used to get here, we have an undead pop band to run

[vmpbyss]

there's just something about outside hitters/captains man...

[whumpetywhump]

Favourite Trope: Held Hostage (45/?) Ossan’s Love: Love Or Dead (2019)

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[jaakunxkaze]

{Relationship tags part 4. Japanese group time!}

[xbigxbadxmatsuix]

Option 2

Fascinating. Kotaro turned away from the display the younger men were gawking at and addressed the coughing woman beside him. "Uh, yeah. Definitely." That's one way to put it. He eyed the woman from head to toe. She looked to be more experienced than the other in this tour. Maybe she worked for the company. It wouldn't hurt to ask. "Is all of this legitimate?"

"I don't mean to be rude or anything but it would be nice to know." Despite having been cursed for three years, Ko was still a baby when it came to this supernatural business, ghosts especially. He's familiar with countless ghost stories that are meant to be cautionary or tragic or both but he's never had to genuinely consider their existence up until now. "I mean...I don't know about you but gathering a bunch of 'haunted' things, piling them all together and then opening it to the public is kinda just asking for trouble." That's a number of horror movies start. You'd think they would have learned better by now.

Choose Your Own Adventure Starter! Who: Azra & Open @lunarcovestarters

Option 1 Where: Just In Bloom (Flower-Crown Making Brunch)

Azra stood just outside the shop, hands folded up into the sleeves of her sweater and hugging herself as she contemplated whether or not to go inside. On the surface, it sounded like a nice event: flowers in every direction, drinks flowing, and a good way to make friends with her new neighbors and be more social around town. On the other hand, for someone who could telepathically communicate with plants, it felt a lot like walking into a cemetery. There were the potted plants, who she could communicate with, their root systems keeping them alive--though she could tell a few were thirsty. And then there the dead ones. Lots and lots of dead flowers. Dead flowers arranged on bouquets. Dead flowers being braided together for flower-crowns. Azra had grown up working in a florist's shop, and the growing part had always been incredible; the next part--the cutting and stemming and arranging--she had always done while holding back tears. She reached out for the door, about to grab it this time, bit her lip, and stood back. The ghost next to her, an older woman in a large brim hat, shook her head solemnly. "This is getting embarrassing, Honey," she said. "Shhh," Azra hissed back, trying to talk through the corner of her mouth so no one would notice her talking to seemingly thin air. Unfortunately, a living person walked by just in time, walking through the old lady, and so it seemed as if Azra was shhing them instead.

Option 2 (ft. Mateo) Where: The Ghost Bros Extravagant Tour of All Things Haunting & Otherwordly

Azra followed along with the group, watching with amusement as the two very enthusiastic men pointed to different buildings and talked in loud voices about ghosts that weren't actually there. She probably should have taken a job on The Seen it Route--she could have done a more accurate job of this tour at the very least-- but she wasn't quite sure if she was ready to advertise that particular power of hers--even in a town that seemed to embrace all things odd and magical and mysterious. She bit back a giggle as one of the guides--Mateo--suggested that one of the garbage bins might be haunted because he had seen it move. "Now it is," said her very-dead husband, sitting on the top of the garbage can. Azra bit her lip harder, barely keeping down the laugh this time, and gestured for him to get down. He did, walking through the werewolf, who shuddered visibly. "I just felt a cold spot, Bro," he exclaimed. This time, Azra did start laughing. "Sorry," she whispered, putting a hand over her mouth, and tried to turn the laugh into a cough. To the person in the tour group beside her, she said, "Something in my throat. This--" She gestured at the trash can. "This is a fascinating tour isn't it?"