#Adorable Kids
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cityzenchick · 5 months ago
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Stonesy and his A-D-O-R-A-B-L-E family ....... 🩵
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dreamstate4you · 1 year ago
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A journey of revenge
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-> Mizu x male reader
The romance is there... If you squint very hard.
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Mizu and Ringo were on their way to Edo. Why? simple Alijah was heading there with his army to kill the shogun and Mizu would be there to kill Alijah.
The plan was simple. The journey wouldn't be too long,but mizu wanted to see someone in a familiar shop that was along their path.
Mr Shoto's shop. He secretly sold explosives illegally to try and rise funds for himself and his twin boys ,but on the outside he was a rundown shop that sold food to anyone willing to eat there.
Mizu and Ringo stood outside the shop. Ringo's curious nature getting the better of him as he started to ask "what are we doing here, Master?" he asked innocently.
Mizu answered him with silence. "stay here Ringo, I'll be back." and just like that mizu left Ringo outside and stepped inside the rundown wodden shop.
It was empty. It made sense considering this was a food shop in the middle of the forest. Behind the counter was a man. He was behind the counter. Looking down at his book records.
He looked up at the sound of the wooden door closing. Before he could say anything. One of the twins run from behind the counter to mizu.
"uncle mizu!" he said so enthusiasticly. His other younger twin shyly following behind him "hello, uncle mizu." he said less enthusiasticly.
Mizu couldn't help but smile at the younger kids that came to embrace him.
She had often bought most of her explosive or any illegals the owner had. Not only because she needed them, but she wanted to help raise funds for the owner and his kids.
"There's my favorite customer." the owner said from behind the counter, Leaning on his side. The boys giggled cheerfully and run off to wherever ever they were going of to play.
"Nagi." mizu said with a small smile. Mizu and Nagi had an interesting history together.
Nagi was a young father, his wife was killed by samurais which lead to him hating Samurai's with his life. He swore to kill the one who took away the mother of his kids. Nagi soon wondered off and found swordfathers home, a sword maker where many Sumurai's come. It seemed like the God were smiling down on him, he hoped to catch and punish the one who wronged him.
Nagi watched from the shadows like a hawk. He watched the Sumurai's enter and leave, he watched the old blind man make swords for these evil, cruel man.
But... There was a child. Nagi noticed a small child that was following around the blind man. He looked small, thin, maybe 7 years younger than him.
At first he thought the blind man had bought the young child as a slave.
Nagi acted without thinking. When he saw the young child alone outside, gathering wood he rushed out from the shadows and tackled them to the ground, covering the child's mouth with their hand so they wouldn't attract the old man's attention.
The two tossed and turned until mizu bite Nagi's hand. "ouch! I'm trying to save you here." magi exclaimed as he slowly backed away from the child, who was still standing alarmed.
"I don't need saving." mizu took a stance that she had always observed from the Samurai's that always came here.
"what do you mean you don't need saving." Nagi said frustrated. "you're a slave for that man... Aren't you?"
"no."
Oh
"he takes care of me."
Nagi stood there like a fool trying to process what mizu said. Eventually Nagi left, but the two had bumped into each other from time to time.
Nagi's frustration and hate to the samurais was slowly being extinguished, the flames were started to yield and Nagi was finding peace, all because of mizu.
Mizu wanted to be a samurai, Nagi couldn't possibly think of killing any samurais after seeing this short little boy try so hard to weild a stick that clearly held more strength than him.
And so the two grew, Nagi opened up a restaurant, a face of what he really sold. He was never proud, but he needed a way to provide for his family, his boys.
Maybe if he saved enough he would move countires, flee and start a new life away from any deadly swords.
"so did you finally kill those white man?" Nagi brought mizu's attention back to Reality.
"no." mizu moved and took a set, Nagi following after her. "I'm going to kill one of them soon."
"Then what are you doing here?" he questioned the samurai.
Mizu placed a heavy pouche of money, filled with gold coins that could be used wherever in the world, on the table. "I came to give you money."
Nagi seemed confused at first.
"use this money to get away, far from Here, far from Japan. You... You and your kids can finally have a happy life." mizu said, her voice slightly slipping with emotions as she spoke.
"mizu." Nagi said her name breathlessly. "thank you." He accepted the pouche. This money would be more than enough. The samurai stood up from her seat, ready to leave.
Nagi reached out trying to say something. "Mizu, wait I-", but before he could say anything the twins rushed back into the shop. Giggling to each other as the proudly stood next to mizu. The oldest held out something, it was a miniature katana, made from sticks and tied together with leaves.
"we wanted to give you this, Uncle mizu." the twin said proudly. Mizu held the miniature sword in her hands, looking at it and looking back at the kids.
This warmed her cold, frozen heart.
She smiled. A genuine smile, a Rare smile, a smile like a proud mother.
She bended down and hugged bother the boys, embracing the young kids she grew to adore. "thank you, boys."
Mizu stood up and looked back at their father "you were saying."
"... Be careful." Nagi said, almost above a whisper.
Mizu noded at him before making her way outside, she was on her journey to Edo, a journey of revenge.
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ididgettomeetyou · 10 months ago
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welll I got a good feeling about kataang ..
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naifduygulublog · 1 year ago
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😍🥰💙🩷❤️🤍
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4utubing · 2 months ago
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How adorable this child is. He’s sweet and clearly loves his grandad.
Plus���he cooks leaps-n-bounds better than I ever will.
🍳🥪😋
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metaphoricallyrose · 7 months ago
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Jr year baby!
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bruciemilf · 4 months ago
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Normal regular people should slowly plant themselves into the Wayne clan.
There’s this busboy that works with uncle TJ. Dick learns his name is Mikey when he stops by the restaurant. He hasn’t been since Bruce took him when he was 10.
the Bat has no idea the prodigal son returned to the nest. So Mikey’s suddenly babysitting a strange vigilante with the horsepower of 4 drunk girls in an Uber.
“It’s just so fucking frustrating because I WANT to be here but he doesn’t TELL me he wants me here! I want him to want me! I want him to say ‘hey, by the way, you’re my son, you’re always welcome here, I know you get lonely!’ But he doesn’t! He doesn’t! I miss Jason. This sandwich is so good. Thanks cousin.”
Mikey, who’s been working there for about a week, stares at the 300 dollar tip for a straight 30 minutes, wondering who Jason is.
From then on, the flock multiplies.
POV you’re cousin Mikey and Red Hood just walks in while you’re closing, covered in blood, and Spoiler’s leg is broken but she really wants a meatball sub, Signal asks why they upped the prices on the pizza, Orphan stares and nods her head and oh my god that’s an 8 year old with a sword:
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lazylittledragon · 5 months ago
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some gentle dadstarions to make up for the atrocity
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amusedreams · 1 year ago
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As a former theater kid (raised around … I didn’t act much, I did a lot of backstage stuff), I say this with all gentle respect: nah.
At best she’s gonna eventually clock there was a person in the spirit walker and think “man, I hope they really KNOW how much I loved that and in sad moments they remember they brought joy to a weird little kid”.
More likely, she’ll remember she met a cool avatar as a kid… kinda like when people meet Disney and other theme park characters/talent. It might also twig her as cool that it came to her, though.
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st-hedge · 7 months ago
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I am waiting… waiting for you…
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tanuandthetriplets · 1 year ago
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Triplets Chale Isckon!! | Janmashtami Special | Triplets Vlog - 6th September’23
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strayklds · 3 months ago
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There’s a moment of happiness, and it comes out of the blue. So, I think happiness is like a visiting guest. It may not be big, or grandiose. I think that’s what happiness is. HAPPY BIRTHDAY HAN JISUNG ♡ SEPTEMBER 14, 2000
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a-most-beloved-fool · 3 months ago
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makes me a little sad when star trek ignores IDIC. like. vulcans are logical. that is true. But 'logical', for vulcans, does not amount to 'without compassion,' and it definitely doesn't amount to 'racial superiority.' Belief in 'infinite diversity in infinite combinations' should NOT result in the weird racist/speciest stuff we're getting in some of the newer treks. It does make sense that some vulcans are discriminatory. They're still flawed. But that should not be common or expected, like it seems to be in SNW. If it is, then it's a race of hypocrites, which. doesn't seem very true to Star Trek's message.
I think TOS Spock does a pretty good job of embodying this. Not always, it was the 60s, after all, but mostly. He was often trying to find non-violent routes, and get by without killing - even if they were in danger or had already been attacked. (See: the mugato, and the horta (until Kirk was the one in danger, lmao. t'hy'la > IDIC), the Gorn ship). Kirk, in his eulogy, calls him the most human soul he's ever known, and I've always read that as Kirk calling out Spock's overwhelming compassion.
It's just so much more interesting when Vulcans get to be radically compassionate. I want them to believe that everything and everyone has value. I want them to respect all ways of being. I want them to find ways for even very non-humanoid aliens to exist unfettered in society. I want them to see hybrids and think that it's amazing. Also, like, disability rep. I want Vulcans to have The Most Accessible Planet and available resources because they want everyone to feel accepted and valued. It makes for better characters and more interesting stories.
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elexuscal · 7 months ago
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obsessed with how in Danny Phantom
when the network (i presume) went to the show's writing staff and said, "love the show, but the kid's a superhero, give him a logo, we need a logo"
they clearly thought. but uhhh chief his super hero costume is the outfit he died in. we can't change it.
but they *had* to change it.
and instead of any half-dozen solutions i can think of off the top of my head (e.g. season 2 power up, take advantage of his already canonical light shapeshifting powers)
they went "okay so a ghost genie re-writes reality so he never met Sam and therefore neve rdied so Sam convinces him to die all over again but not before slapping her own home-made logo on his chest"
ridiculous. awful. love it.
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bigfatbreak · 9 months ago
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The Charity Ball part one / part two / part three / (you are here!)
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bonus! rehauled Mayura~
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I wanted. something. more dynamic to draw when she was getting thrown around-
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yang-innie · 4 months ago
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