#And he adores the Hawke twins

[chibichibisha]

Mahariel x Alistair, Verain (Templar!Trevelyan) x Dorian and Cullen x Male!Amell <3

Some self-indulgent fun on Pic Crew I found 🥹🥰 if you make one, please drop it below. It's perfect for DA ships & I wanna see them. 🥹

[thehusbandoden]

MHA Men When You're Sick - Bakugo Katsuki, Todoroki Shoto, and Hawks (separately ofc)

A/n: I've had a pounding head and a sore throat since yesterday lol, so here's a little comfort thing.

General info:

Genre: comfort&fluff \\ wc: 755 \\ female reader \\ posted: 03/27/24

Bakugo Katsuki (313 words)

“You need to take this, brat. It will help you.”  

You whine childishly, burying your flushed face in Bakugo’s neck. You’ve had a high fever for days. You were too stubborn to tell Bakugo, not wanting to add anything to his heavy workload. He figured out what was happening the third day in and has kept you on bed rest ever since.  

You were currently fully on top of him, curled into his chest, face buried in his neck. The thought of taking medicine filled you with dread, all you wanted was your hubby’s cuddles.

“Baby, you need to take this.” Bakugo let out a long sigh, doing his best to be patient. His attempts were in vain, your whining pushing him to the edge. He gently pushes you off of him, standing up. You let out a whimper from the lack of the comforting contact, looking up at your partner of two years.  

You give him a pout, trying to guilt him to get back in bed. He sighs, measuring out the appropriate medicine. “I’ll come back for cuddles once you take this, okay?”  

You huff, crossing your arms. You do your very best to stay stubborn, but you grew more and more desperate to get your pillow husband back. You reluctantly open your mouth, allowing the pro hero to spoon feed you your medicine. He watches you strictly, making sure you take every last drop.  

Once you do, he relaxes, putting the spoon and bottle down before crawling back into bed. You don’t waste a second, crawling onto him with a giggle. You rub your cheek up against his collarbone and chest, melting into your beloved hubby.  

Bakugo let out a dramatic sigh, trying to keep up his tsundere act. He stroked your hair fondly, even as he acted like he didn’t find you cute- which he does, but he won’t ever admit it.  

(Bakugo's masterlist)

Shoto (303 words)

(He looks so sweet when he smiles T^T)

The sweet sound of happy squeals and giggles arouses you from your slumber. You groan softly, opening your eyes to see your two-year-old twins crawling on top of you and your husband. You grimace as your head pounds.  

You run a hand through the older twin’s hair before shaking Shoto gently. “Baby?” You whisper, he blinks his eyes open, smiling at the sight of you.  

“Yes darling?” He whispers, his hand finding yours.  

“I really don’t feel well this morning...” Shoto frowns, sitting up to kiss your forehead tenderly. He caresses your hair for a few moments before turning to the twins, his eyes lighting up at the sight of your happy babies.  

“Why don’t you rest? I can watch the twins before I go to work? How bad is it, I can call in if I need to.”  

You groan, not wanting to burden the man you adored. He worked hard enough already; he didn’t need yet another thing on his shoulders.  

Before you can protest, Shoto shoots you a look, silently telling you to just relax for once. Shoto knows better than anyone that you work as hard as he does, though you never take credit for it.  

“I-I really need you here today.” You mumble, looking down in embarrassment. You felt foolish for burdening your husband.  

“I’ll call in. Let me get these rascals into the living room and I’ll come check up on you again, okay?” He smiles softly at you, kissing your forehead, the tip of your nose, and finally your lips. You try to pull away, grimacing.  

“You’ll get sick.” You pout.  

“And?” He smiles softly, pecking your lips twice before standing up, chasing the twins out of the room, their cackles of joy making your head pound and your heart to swell with pride and joy.  

(Sho's masterlist)

Hawks (149 words)

“Babybird!” Hawks screams dramatically, diving full-force into the glass door on your balcony. You frown, quickly opening the door to help him up.  

“You said you weren’t feeling good?!” Hawks asked, obviously panicking. He didn’t blink an eye to the pain he had just inflicted on himself.  

“I just have a headache baby, it’s not that big of a deal.” You sigh fondly. Hawks takes you in his arms, kissing your forehead and temples.  

“Nothing a little cuddling can’t fix...” he grins, pecking your lips and nose before carrying you bridal style towards the couch.  

You can’t help but giggle, enjoying the pampering you’re getting. “You’re a goof, my love.” You smile, stroking his jaw.  

“I’m your goof.” He smirks, kissing your cheeks and nose. 

“That you are, and you always will be.” You grin, leaning up to press a loving kiss to his lips, which he happily reciprocates.  

(Hawks masterlist)

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[gay-dorito-dust]

Ok so I had a thought, what about platonic or romantic (you can decide which one) Yandere Vox Machina x the Dead Weight series reader.

I think it’d be an interesting to see. I enjoy the series you wrote and can’t wait for more 😁

I’m a little rusty, so bear with me here for it’s been a while. And this is more focused on vax, vex and Percy more so then the

Since your close encounter with death, needless to say it was the wake up call vox machina needed to realise that time was limited and that anything could take you away if you were left unguarded.

So after giving them the scare of a lifetime vex, vax, keyleth, scanlan, pike, Percy and grog unanimously decided that nothing would ever harm you ever again, ever. However some took this mission much more personally than others and those few were Vax, Vex and Percy.

These three were adamant about keeping you safe despite that you were now -technically- the more stronger one out of the entire group thanks to your status as champion. They didn’t care, not one bit because in their eyes you were still in danger and on the cusp of death the moment you ventured further ahead of them.

‘We stick together, remember.’ Vax told you as he gripped your arm, to which you pulled away with a scoff.

‘A decision made against my better judgment or something to make me look stupid and the runt of this group again,’ you spat as you closed the distance between you two, ‘I’m not one to yield.’ You add and vax sighed as he then cupped your face.

‘I’m not asking you to yield you thick headed twat,’ vax defends, ‘I’m asking you to not wander so far away from me.’

‘Could’ve fooled me, all of you could’ve.’ You replied coldly as you pulled yourself away and continued on your path, never looking back at vax who had a blank look upon his face, as he then looked over his shoulder to see vex and Percy standing a few feet away from him, watching your back like a pair of hawks.

‘They’re stubborn to reason.’ Vex said tiredly.

‘They’re just scared.’ Percy combated as he looked at her, ‘being so close to death must’ve frightened them to the point of self isolation from the rest of us, that’s all that is. We just have got to try harder to make them see that we care deeply for them.’ He continues as his brilliant mind was already coming up with perfect, fool proof solutions to their predicament.

‘I tried that.’ Vax said, annoyed of having done everything possible but still have the result come in the form of you pushing yourself even further away from them, claiming them to being weird with you for some reason. He just wanted you to be safe for fuck sakes why couldn’t you see it? All he did was for you, anyone he killed? For you!

‘Then perhaps try harder.’ Percy snipped and before he could blink, Vax’s dagger was at his throat but Percy didn’t feel an ounce of fear nor concern for his life. He knew vax was acting out because of his guilt for not making the trade instead of you, he blamed himself deeply for failing you and being a coward to when it came to his hidden feelings for you.

It wasn’t hard for anyone to not notice how Vax acted towards you, well except for you because you thought all of them only gave a shit about you after you became a champion, not giving an ounce of attention towards you before then in any capacity; something which Percy would claim as incorrect but again you were too stubborn to listen to reason.

‘You don’t think I am?!’ Vax hissed.

‘Vax-‘ vex tried to calm her twin but he wasn’t having it.

‘All I’ve done is for them while you two only sit and watch them from afar! Doing fuck all! I’m the one who has their back in fights, I’m the one who keeps them company during the night terrors, I’m the one who almost watched the person they adore kill themselves inside just to be stronger.’ Vax ranted until his lungs craved air, his heart was in his ears as all he could think about was how scared you were, scared about the uncertainty of what was to come after all this, what would happen to you and so on.

Vax believed you shouldn’t have to worry yourself over it, not while he was there to keep you safe and keep your thoughts clear. He didn’t have enough fingers to count how many times he had draped his cloak over you, more so when he saw you showing signs of experiencing a nightmare, and also developing the habit of brushing his hand across your forehead in a gesture of comfort.

Percy then gently pushed vax’s dagger away from his throat. ‘That’s why we must push back harder, for their betterment as it’s the only thing that should matter to us now, anyone outside of us is a threat to them and I’m more then happy to put a bullet in their head, are you?’ Percy asked the twins as they shared a look between themselves.

They both knew that Percy was right in the idea that anyone outside of your rag tag group was a threat to all, and most of all to you in specific. They knew he was right and they were no better then him as Vex and Vax were more then willing to kill with the idea of keeping you safe no matter what.

Pike heals your minor wounds.

Grog acts like your personal bodyguard when Vax, Vex and Percy wasn’t nearby, ready to kill within a moments notice.

And keyleth and scanlan could bring your mind away from the vax, vex and Percy’s less the pleasant slaughters by sing songs and or engaging in gardening with them. However you knew what they were doing but were tried from ambushes to care about how this senseless murder would affect your small group down the line. Their blood wasn’t on your hands but that was a fact that would be ignored in the quest for vengeance, should anyone dare go after all of you.

Keyleth would kill for you

So would scanlan

And pike

And Grog but Percy, Vex and Vax were faster at pulling the trigger than them.

You were far too precious for them to loose, not when they almost did on multiple occasions across their journey for the other vestiges.

You didn’t care what they did until later on in the story but that’s a story for another time. However even you didn’t know how to handle them even if you could as they’d only believe you were siding with the people who wanted you all dead. Or worse, they somehow pulled a sob story out of thin air and manipulated you with it!

‘You are to be kept in the company of one of us from here on out.’ Vex would say.

‘Fuck that I can look after myself, better than any of you would’ve .’ You’d retaliated bitterly.

Silence would befall the group as vex stepped into your personal space and stared you down. ‘Why won’t you listen.’ She whispered.

‘What’s there to listen to but lies and false promises that you’ll never keep once this journey is over, once the big bad of the week is killed and we’re covered in their blood and guts.’ You spat ‘try to treat me like a child one more time and see what happens.’ You add with a threatening tone.

‘You can’t-‘

‘I’m the champion, chosen by the cold hand of my lady that I serve, not you.’ You cut her off as you reminded every one of who you were now, what you were now as you saw the flicker of pain cross Vex’s eyes before she maintained composure.

‘And were your friends, vestige or not I’m not going to watch you die at the end of all this in some bullshit act of heroism.’ Vex told you as she stepped away from you. ‘I won’t allow it.’

Vax rested his hand upon your shoulder, only for you to violently shove it off as you kept staring down his twin. ‘Then I guess I’m just a prisoner in this group now because of your inabilities to see that you’re all the problem in my life, I can’t fly when you’ve clipped my wings and threw me into a fucking cage!’ You screamed as keyleth gasped.

‘That’s not true.’ She says.

‘Yes it fucking is!’ You barked without having to look at her to know she was upset by your outburst. ‘Only death can set me free at this point.’ You admit as you walked away from the group, feeling their eyes pierce your back as you wandered to your tent.

Either way you were going to be coddled to the point of suffocation by all of them but none of them were going to admit that what they did was wrong, if it was for you then they’d gladly do it again.

[shivunin]

for the tarot card prompt: the world for Fenris/Maria!

Thank you my dear! Have some fluff c:

From the tarot prompts for "the world" (fulfilment, experience, completion)

No End

(998 Words | Hawke & Varric, Fenris/Hawke | No warnings)

“You happy, Hawke?” 

Hawke, roused from the scene before her, leaned back against the porch support and looked at Varric. 

“Do I not seem happy?”

“Nah,” he waved a hand. “Not an observation, just a question. It’s, ah—not the ending I might have written for you. That’s all.”

“No?” she smiled. “Let me guess the ending, then, hm?”

Varric chuckled and leaned back, mirroring her position. Hawke could hear the lilt of Merrill’s voice inside and the answering hum of Leander’s response. She’d been rather worried her son would harry poor Merrill with questions, but the two had taken to each other easily enough. She rather supposed nobody had ever found the bounds of Merrill’s knowledge when it came to magic, and if there was one thing Leander never stopped asking about, it was magic. 

“I know you too well to suppose you’d want a tragic ending, so I suppose I can set aside all notions of a valiant and heroic death fighting against impossible odds,” she began. 

Varric snorted. 

“As if I haven’t tried to talk you out of danger half the time you’re thinking about getting into it again.”

“As if you didn’t talk me into the other half to begin with,” she laughed in response, taking a sip of sweet, dark wine and remembering a crossbow bolt through the shirt of a thief, a stranger in an alley and the offer he’d made.

Her rose arbor bloomed in the far field before them. The heads of the blossoms bobbed every now and then when the wind blew through them, an unending dance of crimson and pale cream. The twins had gone through the lot of them last spring, fingers yellow with pollen, and the bevies of roses that’d followed had been striped red and white, pink with red tips, and any number of other bizarre combinations. When she’d realized what’d happened, Hawke had laughed so hard that she’d had no choice but to sit down or fall. 

“I’ll admit that much,” Varric allowed, but gestured for her to go on. 

“Well, then no ending full of intrigue and influence either. You wouldn’t wish that sort of thing on a friend.”

“Not the ones I actually like,” Varric agreed. 

“Hmm,” Hawke mused. “Let’s see, then. In your ending, I single-handedly solve all the problems of the world. After personally informing every fool of a noble and self-absorbed courtier of their very particular flaws and resolving all outstanding conflicts, I ride home to a hero’s welcome and take up a life of leisure in Kirkwall, where I am universally loved and adored. I am readily available for dinner on Tuesdays and perfectly willing to handle the day-to-day running of the city when my very dear friend gets too bored and slips the clutches of his advisor. Am I close?” 

Varric laughed, tipping his own glass until some of the beer inside sloshed into the dirt beneath the porch. Before them, Carver stood, one of the twins perched precariously on his shoulders. She couldn’t hear him from here, but she could see his smile even so. 

“Close enough,” her friend said, and they sat in silence for a time while the light grew golden on the fields behind her house. 

There came the sound of breaking glass inside, followed at once by Isabela’s laughter. Hawke smiled in response, leaning back on her hands. 

“It’s a beautiful sort of chaos, but what isn’t?” she told Varric. “If I were writing the story, that’s how it would end anyhow. Chaos, and me in the middle of it all.”

“Chaos,” he said, watching her hound race after Carver. “Yeah, I guess it is.”

“Come now, Varric,” she said, nudging him. “Don’t go easy on me. It’s always been chaos with me, you ought to say.”

Her old friend cast her a look, then stood creakingly and rolled his shoulders. 

“If you know already, I shouldn’t need to say it,” he told her. “There aren’t any real endings, anyway. Not in real life. Only breaks in the action, pauses for thought.”

“Bold words for an author,” she laughed.

“I suppose I’ll take that,” she told him. “Chaos, and no endings.”

Varric answered her, but he was turned away and opening the back door already. The words faded into the sunset and Hawke did not try to chase them. Footsteps sounded on the porch beside her and she knew exactly whose they were. Something worth waiting for, as they both knew very well. 

“The first is certain,” Fenris said from her left. Hawke turned to him, smiling, and he crouched to kiss her cheek. 

“But life would be ever so dull for you if I knew what I was doing,” she told him. 

“Mmm,” he said, noncommittal, and kissed her other cheek. “But you do know.”

“If you say so,” she said, and he caught her laughter between their lips. They kissed for only a moment, the rising noise inside the house indicating a pressing need for their attention, but it was sweet even so. It always was. 

Fenris rose first, hand brushing over her shoulder as he stood. 

“I’ll go,” he said, and followed Varric through the door without waiting for an answer. 

Maria watched him until he was gone, still smiling, but she did not rise at once to follow. Beyond the hill, the roses nodded in the early evening breeze and the bees hummed their way home for the night. In the yard, Hawke’s brother dashed across the yard with two of her children tucked laughing under his arms. Somewhere inside, her other friends and her beloved had gathered in the kitchen and likely waited for her now. She spoke to all them as much as she spoke to herself, hand wrapped around the wooden post beside her. 

“No end,” she said. The early evening did not answer, nor did anyone else. That was perfectly fine. She hadn’t expected them to.

“No end. I do like the idea of that.”

[gakmaurepot]

My PCs on various saves~

Rambles below

Alice and Ellis are just alternate versions of the same person. But i'm thinking of making them twins or something.

Alice feels like she's an empty person. She acts the way she thinks others would want her to act, saying and doing things to get the best advantage out of the situation. All is about money in the end. She doesn't even spend it on anything for herself other than clothes, just to pay debt and fund construction eveywhere.

She has no hobbies, no dreams but to survive, no real life goals and is as dependant to robin as he is to her, although she's pretty sure she loves him the most, she sometimes silently resents him for the double payment, because she thinks he's not trying hard enough when she's out risking her life for him everyday. Also the way he more often than not won't stood up for her in dire situations like with bailey or whitney. I like my fluffy ship a bit bittersweet..

She does like being near sydney but is ashamed of her own behaviors she thinks are unholy, so she kept a distance from him. She fights whitney on sight. About kylar.. she is weak to pathetic people so she protects him from bullies every time yet.. he's kinda making it hard for her to defend his more freaky stuff, she knows of his stalking and arrow shooting but is somewhat happy for the protection and free money (?) She wanted to be protected once in a while because all these years she is the one doing the protecting, she's probably about to snap one day

She gets hurt a lot physically and mentally, so she frequently gets sent to the hospital. She hated going there, but she never learned to fix her bad habbits. Harper is fascinated and thinks of her like an adorable guinea pig, that likes to hiss and bite, or something.

She miserably yearns to be held normally by a parental figure. Her relationship with bailey, avery and morgan is the farthest thing from that, though. Still, she strangely upped her efforts sometimes solely for their validation.

Hawk thinks she's her wife and she just goes along with it. She visits her once a month. While Alice knew the hawk is not malicious, the situation is just too weird for her to process.

She never encountered the wolf or eden, for now. She gets the f out at the slightest bad feeling in the forest, this way she also almost never really confronted the wraith. (Habits of staying up all night) (they still hunt her though because of the necklace)

At first i gave her red eyes because rabbit but perhaps it has something to do with the wraith.

Recently i've started the farm quest so maybe i will add more lore.

I'm thinking she'd have a few outcomes at the end, happy end with robin where they killed bailey and escaped the town somehow, living normally somewhere not here. Happy? End with hawk where she never left the castle forever. Happy??? end with her settling in the assylum as harper's nurse. Bad? End with her just spirited away by the wraith and was never seen again, etc.

About my PC2, Odette, she is a bit older than Alice, she acts like her big sister figure. But one day she's just, gone, sold to the farm. Her hair turned white because of stress, She escaped at one point but never returned to the orphanage. Alice and everyone else thinks she's dead. She just lives at the home of a certain huntress... they're pretty happy together, maybe.

[sinnamonpork]

todoroki twin swap au where twins Touya and Fuyumi were seperated right from birth after Enji and Rei got a divorce. Years later, Dabi is still an established villain where the whole LoV sees Rei as their Mother FigureTM. Fuyumi is the only daughter of pro hero Endeavor and is very annoyed about all the media running after her all in an attempt to get info about her father.

The twins meet again behind a walmart. Dabi is very pissed because their resident bird spy has been extra annoying pretty that week and his poor heart needs a break. Hence, the big bad villain is hiding in the parking lot of a walmart. There, he sees a random lady who's car has broken down, cursing so hard that even sailors would blush. He was about to look away and pretend he didn't see anything when eyes exactly like his mother is suddenly gazing at him. Oh fuck. Is the psychotic lady his female doppelganger or something? Dabi can now proudly say that even as a woman, he looks hot.

Fuyumi smacked the random creep that kinda looks like a version of his dad if he didn't eat for 2 weeks straight. And also the eyes. No one has those turquoise eyes anywhere. The two officially meet each other when they're sitting side by side eating a mcdonads sundae scone, covered in cuts and bruises. Unofficially, they met each other by fist fighting in a parking lot after Dabi insulted Fuyumi's hair color.

Anyways, random shenanigans where they switch places because it seems like fun. Fuyumi is trying to desperately get Enji and Rei back together while Dabi is doing everything in his power to make Enji forget about his mom. By matchmaking him with Hawks. (the bird says he has a thing for blue eyes. maybe they the old man and hawks can work out after all? - said dabi, the most oblivious man to exist). Fuyumi spents her entire time with the League like an extended vacation where she finally gets a break from life and absolutely crushing the most dangerous villain at mario cart. Satisfaction has never tasted sweeter.

idk how its gonna end but here's a random list of their shenanigans:

Dabi using enji's credit card to buy all the things he ever wanted in life. The old man is missing years of child support anyways. Enji is just confused why Fuyumi would need the perfume to attract birds that is being credited to his account. Maybe she's into birdwatching these days?

Fuyumi meets Rumi in the street and completely forgot about the fact that she's currently dressed as her A rank villain twin, leading to her being pinned by the rabbit hero to the wall - muscled arms choking her. Strangely, all it manages to do is make Fuyumi discover a new kink.

Hawks meets Dabi while he's dressed as Fuyumi and is immediately confused why his bird instincts are going haywire. Yes, she kinda looks like that one villain he's been simping for for months but he's a loyal bird. Why is he suddenly crushing on Endeavor's daughter? He doesn't even like girls?!?!

Fuyumi adopting Toga as her new little sister. She never had a younger sibling before, and the image of Toga with her blood splattered adorably on one side of her cheek as she recounts her new crush on the brown haired hero student is just adorable. This is hers now. Touya can go die in a ditch somewhere as long as Fuyumi gets to keep Himiko.

[epickiya722]

If you don't mind me asking, can I ask your top favorite fics that you've written (feel free how much that you want to list)? Why they're special to you? Is there a specific inspiration when you wrote them?

Thanks if you want to answer....

I'll tell you, all my fics are special to me and most of the time, I find myself having fun writing them. Writing isn't just a hobby, but a way for me to release pent up feelings I have or express an idea that came to me.

To name a couple...

Beware of the Bunnies - It's the first fic I wrote for "if Miruko was Midoriya's mentor". It was fun writing that fic, especially when it's a fic for my two #1 faves. I honestly didn't expect the amount of attention I got for it!

Not Red, Black - I sometimes like branching out from writing warm-hearted, funny fics and this is one of those times. Another AU idea I had, but if Miruko and Midoriya were eldritch-like creatures and related. Unlike its prequel, this one stepped more in horror imagery and I think the direction the fic took.

Forbid a Woman from Being Great - Yes, another Miruko fic and one I actually wrote out of spite. When it comes to this fandom (as with any), is how double standard they can get. With Miruko, I have seem people hate her for being "too aggressive" or "too mean", but praise other characters for those same traits or even give excuses for their behavior. Or with fanservice, the same people who complain about it also thirst over the male characters getting bloody and shirtless. I don't hate characters like Dabi, Shigaraki or Hawks but I can't stomach how their fans act when it comes to Miruko or any other character really. It was actually a Hawks fan that irritated me enough to write this fic as well as get me out of the writing funk I was in.

An Absolute Menace - This is a fun little fic. It's part of a series of Class A and occasionally B partaking in antics. With this one, writing Koda as this troll was new, but fun.

Let's SK8 Over the Rainbow - This is actually a SK8 series that I wrote and it's still one of my favorites. It started off as a headcanon (Reki allowing Koyomi to paint his nails) and then spiraled into a collection of short stories themed around colors and I love colors so much. One of the fics, You're Lime Green Jell-O, I dove into expanding a character that only appeared once in SK8. Her name is Miki and she has green hair and I remember seeing her and going "You, you're getting some personality, a story, etc." Best decision ever. I just loved writing Miki and I think it was the first time I wrote a whole story for a character that only had two lines in canon.

Tu es le Moment Auquel J'appartiens - Another series I adore. I wanted to write some jealous Vanitas since I don't think I had seen a lot of Vanoé fics where he was the jealous one while Noé was more oblivious. Not at the time, I don't know about now since I haven't read a VNC fic in a long time. The title translates to "You are the moment I belong to" which is a line of lyrics from the anime's first ending song that I love so much.

It's the Pink Hair, Isn't It? - Do not get me wrong! I do love the AUs I see where Sukuna and Yuji are brothers, but the idea of this fic came from what if they were identical strangers and not related in the slightest. Even funnier, in the fic, Kenjaku and Suguru are siblings that look like twins, but Kenjaku is older. My favorite scenes probably have to be Kenjaku and Yuji interacting and Sukuna and Yuji meeting. I've also been cooking up a sequel so I can write more of Kenjaku and Suguru being siblings and Yuji's brothers and I do mean all nine older brothers. (I relate to Choso so much.)

Your Heartbeat Is My Comfort - Ever see a beautiful piece of fanart and you want to write a fic about it? That's what happened here. I saw this FushiIta art post here and it was like BAM! I had to write a fic. It was also another I didn't write something comedic, but more somber, bit of tragedy yet comfort in there.

Maybe Someday We'll Meet Again - I'm all for the Teacher Geto AU! However, this fic came from a what if scenario had Suguru and Yuji had met when they were younger and I always how Kenjaku was even aware of Suguru's technique. So I put both ideas together and thus this fic was born. It isn't dark, but little less comedic than others and I tried my hand at focusing on more of Yuji's strangeness and innocence here along with Suguru's character before he became a curse user.

You Are My Special - Again, another time I went for less comedy and fluff and tried with something else. I actually don't know how to categorize this one in terms of genre. SPECIALZ was stuck in my head for a long time and it got when I really started thinking about the lyrics and decided why not try writing something from Kenjaku's POV about Yuji? It may have took forever to write, but I'm glad I did. I actually wanted to write a companion piece of sorts but from Sukuna's POV about Yuji.

The Pink Sky and Cherry Blossoms - I actually just posted this fic and I'm glad I waited to answer this ask because of it. I was rereading the manga and came to Uro's fight with Ryu and Yuta and instantly fell in love with her character and thought about how would it have been like if Uro met my other favorite, Yuji? They have some similarities going on there and it was eye-opening writing those into this fic, especially with Uro's character. I wasn't around when that arc came out, so I didn't know how the fandom acted towards her, but for me, I just felt there's more to her than the surface. She's the Miruko of JJK to me as Yuji is the Izuku. Just as I would love for Miruko and Izuku to be a duo in a big sis-lil bro/mentor-mentee way, I love the same for Uro and Yuji.

The Craving That Paints Your Lips Red - The last fic I wrote for 2023 and a sequel to another fic, I wanted to try my hand at the horror again. But more tame, but still "Oh my gosh". I'm writing a post about it, but I have thoughts about Yuji and Sukuna's relationship and sometimes I have this feeling that Sukuna wants to corrupt Yuji, kind of like shape him to be the next him almost. Not for certain, but it's an idea that kind of struck me. For this fic, I wanted to explore a more horror fic side of Yuji housing the King of Curses. The best part of this fic for me is how I unintentionally stuck with the idea that Yuji keeps getting back up no matter how many times Sukuna tries to break him.

That list got longer than intended, but again, I have a lot of fics I have enjoyed writing! I'm glad to have talked about them and I thank you for asking! 💜

[witchy-writer-lady]

I can’t wipe away what I know was preordained

AN: Sequel to the most pathetic reincarnation ever. I wasn't planning on part 2, but @dianya14 was interested in it. This is probably not what you meant, but this is whar my mind came up with.

TW for Himekawa Airi.

It was obvious Hikaru was still suspicious of my behavior, but thankfully, he chose to believe me and smiled at me.

"Okay!" he says brightly, then jumps off my bed. "Now, come on, we can't be late!" and he runs out of the room to get changed.

Letting out a sigh, I have no choice, but to do the same and follow after Hikaru. Apparently, according to the memories I have now, arrangements have already been made and there is no getting out of this.

Not without serious consequences to Hikaru and I, and that's something I didn't want.

****

On the way to Lala Lai, I tried to come up with a plan to avoid canon and Airi.

My first instinct was to run away as far as possible, but there were two problems with that idea:

1. I didn't know how to survive on the streets, much less in Japan.

2. My conscience wouldn't allow me to abandon Hikaru who is a child and clearly adores and loves his older brother. If I leave now, it will only add to his future trauma and guilt would eat me alive. Even if I take him with me, we have no adults to turn to for help.

So I dismissed that idea right away.

I couldn't dissuade Hikaru from his dream either. Considering, he's Hoshino Ai of the acting world, he will be accepted on the spot even with such a useless twin like me. Plus, he's really determined to become famous and leave the orphanage together, so that would not work either. He simply wouldn't understand why I would want to abandon everything when we just started to realize our dream and freedom from the orphanage.

In short, we can't avoid canon and Himekawa Airi.

The choices on how to deal with her were also limited. In theory, I could tell on her once she starts her advances toward Hikaru, but... who would believe an orphan child that an adult respected actress would molest someone? Not to mention, society's general stance on rape and victim blaming is almost the same everywhere in the world, not just in super traditional Japan. It's worse when it comes to boys and those in the entertainment industry, which is why Airi and Hikaru turned out the way they did.

So, in conclusion...

....The only choice I had was to glue myself to Hikaru and observe Airi like a hawk. The thought caused me to groan inwardly. Ugh! If only I was back in my original adult body and not ten, this would have been easier! As it is, things were going to suck.

Big time.

***

Given this is was not yet the version of Lala Lai I saw in the Tokyo Blade arc, the place Hikaru and I stepped into upon our arrival wasn't very big and most of the members were adults. The last fact caused Hikaru to clamp shut and grab my arm for comfort.

I wasn't completely surprised. Hikaru was shy by nature and being surrounded by strangers made him uncomfortable. That reaction and lack of people around our age also probably played a role in why he trusted Airi so eagerly.

Or so I theorized. To be honest, I was antsy as well, being a huge introvert myself, but I had to be on guard in case that snake and other nefarious adults lurked around.

We are on our own here and can only depend on each other, after all.

"Hello, are you the Kamiki twins?" A voice spoke suddenly, causing us to look at the speaker. I recognised him immediately of course.

Uehara Seijuro.

My first impression of the man is that he was... Bland. His eyes shone with kindness, but his appearance and demeanor were completely unassuming. If I passed him on the street, I wouldn't spare him a second glance much less recognize him as an actor and ask for an autograph. No wonder he struggled with work with such aura and why Taiki thought he seduced talented entertainers to make himself feel better.

"We are," I answer politely with a customary bow and a smile, with Hikaru doing the same as the man came closer. "I'm Kamiki Haruki and that's my brother Hikaru. Thank you for having us."

"I'm Uehara Seijuro," the man says, crouching down to our level. "Welcome to Lala Lai. If you will ever need help, don't hesitate to ask. We are all family here."

My smile didn't twitch as he spoke those words. Family yeah, right. Tell that to your wife who is a rapist. I still feel sorry for him, though. He totally chose the wrong profession and married the wrong person. No wonder he snapped once canon Hikaru told him the truth.

Poor guy. Love was fatal for him as well.

Keeping those thoughts to myself, I say, "Thank you, Uehara-san. We'll keep that in mind."

"You are welcome," the man says, his eyes moving to Hikaru. "Is your brother okay? He's really quiet."

"He's okay, just shy around new people and places," I say with a slight smile.

"Understandable," the man says, getting to his feet. "Now let's meet with Kindaichi-san, he wants to see how you act."

At these words, I swallow nervously. Here it is, the moment of truth.

In contrast, Hikaru seemed to gain confidence. Still holding my hand, he leads me towards the stage. The closer we got to the stage, the louder my heart beat, echoing in my ears, palms sweating. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore.

"Hikaru, wait," I call out in a nervous whisper. My twin stops to look at me in confusion.

"What's wrong, Nii-san?"

"I... I can't do it. Go on the stage without me."

"Huh?!" that shocks Hikaru beyond belief. "But why?!"

Because I'm an impostor, a misplaced soul that was transported here for unknown reasons. I'm not suited for the entertainment industry and its manipulations. I lack the charisma and talent. I'm a person who isn't supposed to exist in this world in the first place and who doesn't know how to prevent your future nightmare.

This is what I want to say. But I can't.

Still, that leaves my lips is also the truth.

"Because I will fail," I confess in a trembling voice, throat tight. "You are much better at acting than I am. I will just ruin everything so... shine as you are meant to."

"No way!" he exclaims indignantly. "You are amazing at acting too, Nii-san! You are the one who inspired me to act in the first place."

That was before this pathetic, useless person took over as your brother. I shake my head. "I'm not," I mumble, looking down.

For a beat, neither of us says anything. Then Hikaru speaks again.

"Onii-chan, look at me," The change of suffix and seriousness in his voice make me raise my head. Our eyes meet. "Between the two of us, I was the shy one ever since we were born. If I was afraid or hesitated, you were here to support me. Always. Now it's my turn to do the same for you. Trust me that you can do this. We will shine together or not at all," he says with conviction.

My breath hitches at the bright stars in his eyes. My eyes stung. My family, my friends, my previous life; all of it was gone in a flash. Everything was foreign as I was thrust into Oshi No Ko just before the darkest moment is about to occur. And here he was, the boy I struggled to think of a way to protect, offering his help like a salvation.

I didn't deserve it. But I was grateful not to be alone and have it nonetheless.

"You are right," I say, wiping my tears away. "Thank you, Hikaru. Let's do it."

He nods and we proceed onto the stage. For the moment, I let go of my worries and allow myself to have fun while acting alongside my twin.

Needless to say, in the end, Kindaichi-san was impressed by our acting and accepted us into Lala Lai.

And thus, we stepped into the lion's den.

***

I found myself enjoying learning acting more than I thought I would and was slowly adjusting to living as Haruki the following days. However, I did not forget the looming danger over my brother and kept my word by gluing myself to Hikaru — luckily he didn't mind and we mostly hung around each other, — and watching Airi like a hawk.

So far, she hasn't made a move. But I saw her glances and the way she spoke to us and knew she would strike soon.

And my instincts were not wrong.

"Nii-san, look!" Hikaru's excited shout interrupted my reading. I smile.

"What is it?" I ask, putting the book aside. Hikaru runs up to me, showing me a box of expensive-looking Japanese sweets.

This is not something we can afford.

"Look what Airi-san got us!" he exclaims happily. My blood turns cold.

So she made a move at long last.

"Airi-san?" I ask, voice even as I press my lips into a thin line.

"Uh, yeah, " Hikaru's excitement diminishes as he picks up on the shift in my mood. "She said she was impressed by our acting and wanted us to feel welcome and when I mentioned you have a sweet tooth she got us these. "

I grit my teeth. That fucking bitch. No doubt she saw how much Hikaru loved me and decided to get to Hikaru through me.

Well, I won't be bribed into being an accomplice. Over my dead body.

"Hikaru, " I say, voice hard. "I must ask you to return these to Himekawa-san. Thank her for her consideration, but say it was unnecessary."

"But why?" the confusion and innocence in his expression make my heart ache. "You love sweets, I thought they would make you happy."

"I do love sweets," I agree, softening my tone. "And I appreciate that you want to make me happy. But I won't accept anything from Himekawa-san. Ever. Her intentions are... not pure."

Hikaru's eyes widen at my words. "You think she's like the adults at the orphanage?" he asks, voice shaking.

I do not think. I know. And she's much, much worse than our caretakers back there. I nod.

My confirmation makes Hikaru shake harder and he engulfs me in a hug.

"I'm so so sorry, Nii-san," he apologizes tearfully.

"It's fine, you didn't know, " I soothe, returning the hug. "Just don't interact with her if possible and return the sweets."

"I will," he promises fervently. "I love you, Haruki-nii."

"I know," I say softly.

I can't return those words. Not yet. But Hikaru is my responsibility now, and I will protect him in any way I can.

And that means facing Airi.

***

She finds me herself later that same day.

"You know it's rude to refuse gifts, Haruki-kun," she chides me like a mother would as she approaches me while I finish clearing the room after my practice with Hikaru who went ahead. "You made Hikaru-kun return mine."

Unlike her husband and some other members, she knew how to tell us apart. Which doesn't surprise me. She's a good actress and knows how to read people.

"Not if they come from suspicious adults," I say flatly, not looking at her. "Such gifts have strings attached."

"Aren't you a smart boy," the woman coos, coming closer. "What makes you think my gift has strings attached?"

I stop my task to regard her with a cold expression. "I see the way you look at my brother. You wish to take his light."

She freezes for about a second at my accusation before dropping all pretense.

"So you know," she breathes out, an unstable look taking over her features. "Know what those filthy men had done to me, took away from me... You and Hikaru, you shine so brightly...If I have either one of you, I'll feel like my old self again...!"

I stare at the crazy woman in horror. I knew she was after Hikaru, but me as well? What did I do to draw her attention? I was a lesser twin.

No, that's not important right now! Focus, Haruki!

"If you touch my brother," I threaten, clenching my fists and jaw. "I'll— "

"—You won't do nothing!" she finishes for me, laughing sinisterly. "Nobody will believe you!"

Unfortunately, she was right. But I can't let her touch Hikaru. She will ruin him.

There was only one choice to do then. Willingly surrendering myself to the beast.

"Then," I say slowly, expression blank, "take me instead. Just don't touch Hikaru."

She did say I caught her eye. I'll use that to my advantage.

Airi stares at me with wide eyes — I know that look. It means my stars turned black — before she explodes into delighted laughter.

"Aren't you a good big brother, Haru-kun," she coos again, touching my cheek. "Don't worry," she whispers in my ear, "I will take good care of you. "

I don't answer. There's no need to.

If we can't avoid Airi and canon at all, I'll redirect her towards myself. This way, Hikaru will be safe. And me? I can afford this sacrifice. I can afford to be the spare in this situation.

I'm a big brother now, after all.

[writingsofwesteros]

Aemond's hands on Nora's belly, feeling his baby girl growing. Aegon took the picture.

Aegon constantly kissing her belly, like he did with Hel and Daella. He's so excited for another baby girl, even though he adores his boys. He talks to the baby the most, making Hel giggle while she keeps an eye on Hera and Jae as she knits little baby girl outfits for her baby niece

Rhaegal isn't the only one following Nora about constantly, sensing his Mama's pregnant. Sunfyre follows Nora around everywhere, he's literally like Aegon in dog form, honestly.

Of course we knowwww Nora's the hottest pregnant babe- Jace is literally gawking and Aemond nudges him. "I can't believe you're really pregnant," Jace said in the kitchen that day. Aemond was outside watching Luke play with the twins like a HAWK. "Me either." Nora smiled. "But I actually kinda love it. It's hard keeping it from the public, though. People are doing all sorts of crazy stuff to try and confirm the truth." "You wanna feel?" Nora asked, and Jace nodded. She guided his hand to touch her belly as Aegon and Sunfyre kept a watchful eye.

"Hey baby girl," Jace cooed. "I'm your Uncle Jace." "Careful," Aegon grumbled. "That's my girl in there."

WHY ARE THEY SO CUTE! I adore them!

Aegon and Sunfyre are just the sweetest!

[imsparky2002]

Miraculous Death Note.

I recently got into Death Note: The Musical, and I love it! I found that most of my favorite tracks from the show are the duets between L and Light. As I listened to them, I realized that Light’s voice sounds kinda like Marc’s, and L’s voice is almost IDENTICAL to Nathaniel’s! And that got me thinking. What if I made a Miraculous Death Note AU where...

Marc is a anxious writer who feels that there’s no justice in the world. He sees Ladybug and Cat Noir as not doing enough to help the people of Paris, letting Hawk Moth run rampant. Everything changes when he receives a book that allows him to kill whoever’s name he puts into it. He uses the fake name of “Reverser���, and starts to remove those who he sees as corrupt.

Nathaniel is a intelligent and quiet artist who seems to be the only one in the entire city capable of finding out Reverser’s identity. While he doesn’t take care of himself, and has an odd way of speaking, he’s the best man for the job, and won’t stop until Reverser is found. He and Marc play mind games with each other, overanalyzing everything the other does, and it becomes an admittedly romantic game of cat-and-mouse. Marc wants Nathaniel to keep pursuing him, but to never catch him. Nathaniel wants the same thing.

Juleka is a teenage shinigami whose form is similar to that of Purple Tigress, except with sharper teeth, feral eyes, and real claws. She’s a Shinigami, a sadistic trickster with a love for gothic culture, black licorice, and carnage. A lot more playful and unhinged than Juleka Couffaine. She loves Rose, a peppier and cuter shinigami, and they’re adorable. She’s Marc’s shinigami and eagerly watches him spread death and despair with merely a pen.

Luka is Juleka’s brother and a mellower shinigami. He looks upon humans with more compassion and envy. His form is similar to that of Viperion, albeit with a cobra-like-hood, real fangs, and a long reptillian tongue. He falls for Marinette, who he knows is actually Ladybug. He often tries to rein in the wild antics of his twin sister.

Also it’s all still in highschool, very gay, very dramatic, and lots of death! First, here’s some songs that prove how similar the main two sound to Marc and Nathaniel.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GWfvuZai2ZY

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6bbreJTtQPg

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vhYXk6sn2EQ

And here’s what Juleka and Luka would look like as Shinigami.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4NPPOwxCUI8&ab_channel=KappaBird

As usual, reblog, reply, post and ask for thoughts on the content, and I may return to this. @artzychic27 @msweebyness 

[not-your-damsel]

Our Number 1 Hero

�� not-your-damsel - Not to be read or posted anywhere else. Rb’s are MUCH appreciated though to help a fellow writer out ♥️🪶

Who :: Hawks/Keigo Takami x Fem!Reader

AN :: While I’m recovering, have a queued up/scheduled cute & smutty moment I finished a few days ago with you in an established marriage/already mated with papa Keigs ♥️ Was inspired after seeing an adorable bit of fanart of Keigo with his baby chirping up at him 🥺🥹🫠

⚠️ :: Oral (Fem!receiving), sq¡irt¡ng, some feather play. MDN¡, ageless, porn & blank blogs will be sniped on sight. Pew pew!

Word Count :: 4,179

Photo :: A Pinterest find. If anyone knows the artist, please let me know so I can give proper credit.

⚠️Note :: There’s an issue going on with the mobile version of the app with the display of this oneshot, especially when adding more ppl to tag. Just a heads up, I’ll remove this when it gets fixed on their end as I’ve done all I can on mine. On desktop it looks absolutely normal. Go figure 🙄

There’s a feeling you can’t quite describe whenever you watch as Keigo plays and bonds with your 10 month old baby boy and girl. Never in your life did you think twins would be in the cards for you, yet, here you were with two fuzzy, crimson winged beauties who were currently laughing that undeniably happy laughter that only babies can manage as he holds them just under their bellies to float them around like planes. In fact, their laughter is so hearty that you find both Keigo and yourself having a good chuckle along with them as you listen from where you are.

As you’re sitting in the living room, working on altering and hemming your babies’ clothing to accommodate their wings, you hear your husband gasp out and it has you dropping everything to make sure nothing’s wrong. You reach the doorway to the babies’ room where they were playing with Keigo, expecting to see some sort of accident, only to see each baby gathered in either of his capable arms as they chirp up at him eagerly.

Hinadori, your chubby cheeked daughter, was clinging to Keigo’s shirt as her large eyes -your eyes- looked up at her dad, almost as though she revered him. Her little mouth would open and a flurry of chirps and peeps would come rushing out to his ears, making him crack a smile.

“Is that so, Hina-chan? Well then, -chirps and peeps- hm? Can you promise not to do that to Tobu-chan’s wings? It isn’t nice. -chirps lowly-”

Hinadori looked over at Tobu in Keigo’s other arm thoughtfully, her eye markings making her look angelic, almost cherub-like. Her chubby little arm slowly reached over to Tobu’s plush little wing, occasionally looking up to Keigo as though asking permission. He’d nod, chirp and watch on.

“Gentle, Hina-chan, yasashi…”

She slowed for a moment as he spoke before a chirp met her ears, telling her to continue. Her little dimpled hand met Tobu’s little wing where she gently pet it, looking back to Keigo for approval. He nodded, a kind and loving smile graced his lips as she let out a gleeful chirp. Keigo whistled out from somewhere deep in his throat and she laughed.

“That’s my good girl, that’s daddy’s good girl!”

You grinned from the doorway, arms crossing over your chest as you watched them together. Tobu now looked up at Keigo, his eyes a startling shade of gold and despite the hue being slightly different from Keigo’s, when you looked at him with those avian markings, he looked just like his daddy. Tobu had your hair but, like Keigo’s, it stuck every which way. Even more so after horsing around. His cheeks were tinged pink from all the laughter no doubt.

“Your big sister did well, right my little feather?”

Keigo asked as Tobu chirped up at him. His little arms began to work as he tugged Keigo’s shirt, his legs working together in a crawling motion as though he were trying to climb up to Keigo’s shoulder.

“Hey now -chirps and whistles- where are you going, little fea-”

Tobu’s little wings began to flutter, some deep instinct triggering a knowing need to flap. Keigo’s eyes nearly turned to saucers as he watched on, measuring how hard the little wing beats were.

“Keigs, watch hi-”

“He’s trying, baby, he’s trying!”

Keigo was far too excited about this, assuring you as he held Tobu fast as he worked his way to Keigo’s neck with his wings working all the while. Once he reached Keigo’s neck, he realized he had nowhere else to go so he settled for making a fuss with impatient chirps and tiny whistles leaving his throat.

“Ok, ok. One second, Tobu-chan. Baby? Can you take Hina-chan for a moment, please?”

You nodded, walking over to them and scooping Hinadori in your arms, kissing the top of her straw colored locks as you cradled her head close to your chest.

“Look, Hina-chan! Look at daddy and Tobu-chan…”

Keigo was now holding Tobu high above his head, chuckling as he watched his little legs and arms splay out instinctively. Suddenly and without warning, Keigo let go of Tobu, dropping his arms lower in a position ready to catch him on his inevitable way down.

“Kei!!”

You felt your heart drop along with your son who landed safely in your husband’s hands. A squeal met your ears as Tobu felt the drop in his little body, his wings fluttering wildly on the way down.

“Again, Tobu-chan, slower. -peeps-”

Whatever Keigo had said to Tobu, it was clearly important as he gently patted your son’s wings. Taking position once more, Keigo raised Tobu above his head and dropped him again. This time you watched as Tobu’s little wings fluttered a little slower than the first time… and he was floating for about two seconds before once again falling into Keigo’s hands.

“Now, that’s what I’m talkin’ about, sweetheart!!!!”

Keigo yelled into the room startling both you and Hinadori, the both of you jolting in unison before hearing a commotion of chirps, peeps, whistles and squeaks fill the kid’s room. Keigo was so happy, his own wings spread wide as they shook with excitement and pride before looking at you with determination.

“Tobu’s ready! We can go out tomorrow morning and we ca-”

“Wait, wait, wait! Kei, I know you’re happy and I know you’re excited, I am too! But…”

You trailed off, absentmindedly bouncing Hinadori on your hip. Keigo could sense your apprehension, could smell the cortisol coming off you as you silently stressed.

“Baby bird… you know I’d never let anything happen to our brood, right?”

You swore you’d never get used to the whole “familial bird” talk. You nodded, you knew he’d lay his life down without hesitation or question for you and the babies. Keigo put Tobu on the hip opposite yours with Hinadori and leaned into you, his nose trailing from your own to your jaw and then gliding down to a faded bite mark on the smooth skin of your neck. He inhaled deeply before planting a kiss against the silvered mark, followed by a soft nip and a final kiss once more. Standing upright to meet your gaze again, Keigo noted you were calm once more and he grinned, lopsided and beautiful all the same. You grinned back, free hand coming up to stroke his scarred cheek as you looked lovingly at him.

“I know you’d never let anything happen to them, but, how do you know it’s time?”

Keigo nodded, he figured it was fair you’d ask how he knew. But, he didn’t know either.

“Truth is, kid, I don’t even know how it is I know. I just do. And I know that’s not what you want to hear but, it’s the truth and it’s all I can give you right now. I just… I feel it in my bones. It’s time for Tobu to practice taking flight.”

He said, holding your gaze lovingly. You nodded, Keigo could tell it was a reluctant one, but you nodded with a sigh. You looked at Hinadori and felt your eyes brim with tears.

“Talk to me, baby bird. What’re you thinking?”

Keigo grabbed hold of your chin to look at him again, seeing your eyes reddened and glossier than a moment ago.

“Oh no, baby I-”

“I just… I’m so proud of you, Keigo,”

You nuzzled into his palm against your cheek.

“You went from not wanting us to have kids because you were terrified you’d be the worst father to grace this planet, to us having not one but two, to being the best father I’ve ever seen. Not that I never had faith in you, you just blew all my expectations away.”

Keigo’s neck was starting to pink to his ears at your words.

“And I get so touched when I see you with them, see you playing and bonding and becoming the mochi of their eyes. Part of me is a little jealous of you three, to be honest.”

“Wait, what?! Us?! I don’t understand, love…”

You shook your head,

“Not in a malicious way, I just wish I knew what you guys say to one another when you start chirping and whistling at each other and now, Tobu-chan’s ready to start flying practice and I can’t be there for that. I can’t be in the sky with you to see him experience this life changing moment and I want to be there for all of it. Our line of work doesn’t guarantee us seeing tomorrow and I want to see everything they get to experience and I-”

You didn’t even realize you were crying until Hinadori reached to touch your wet cheek. You looked down at her where she chirped to you and you had no idea how to even answer her. It made you feel a little worse, like you couldn’t provide vocal comfort or feedback to your own babies.

“Whistle.”

Keigo said, wiping your eyes and then your nose.

“K-Keigs, gross!”

“Our brood has pissed on me, puked on me, I even been shat on by them, your snot is nothing by now, dove. Now, whistle. Nothing major, just a single, double note sound.”

You shook your head but gave it a try anyway, letting a single little high-low whistle escape your lips as you looked at Hinadori. Her features lit up as she released more of her own chirps and peeps at you. You giggled, more tears forming in your eyes at her response to you.

“B-but, I don’t know what I’ve said to her or what she’s saying to me.”

Keigo grinned.

“It doesn’t rightly matter at this point, they’re not saying much of anything right now. I only understand bits and pieces of what they mean. It’ll get better over time as they form their avian speech more. And you, baby bird, don’t have to worry one bit. I’m here, aren’t I? I can always translate.”

You smiled at him, pulling him in for a deep, heated kiss.

“What was that for?”

“For being our number 1 hero. Come now, let’s get these little chicks to bed.”

Keigo beamed before frowning.

“I need to see if my Hina-chan is ready, too!”

“You can check tomorrow, I promise.”

Giggling at his pout, you handed Hinadori to him so he could get them ready for bed as you tidied up the living room of all the little clothing and sewing items you had scattered around along with whatever toys were left on the floor of their play mats.

It had taken almost an hour to get the chicks down and off to sleep. Little twitching wings remained active while they were fast asleep as you and Keigo kissed their heads before leaving a feather of his own wrapped around their ankles. You closed their door, leaving a crack open before you went to your shared bedroom to change into your pajamas.

Walking in, you see Keigo already in his boxers while laying in bed, golden eyes scanning his tablet screen most likely adjusting your patrolling schedules for the coming week. You made your way to the walk-in closet to put your pajamas on, throwing your clothes for the day in the hamper in the process. As you bent to pull your silk sleep shorts up, you felt a feather skimming up your back before making quick work of your bra, feeling it slip off your shoulders, falling to the hardwood floor.

Keigo could feel the vibration of your slight giggles, making him smirk in turn. He then felt you wave the feather off as you moved to slip your silk tank on and as you threw your arms up to help it slide over your head, large, warm, calloused hands reached around to cup and grope your soft breasts. You yelped, always getting thrown off by how stealthy Keigo was when he really wanted to be.

Warm lips met the nape of your neck accompanied by the sharp scrape of his stubble as he kissed you, his chest meeting your back as he pressed into you. It was then you felt a hard bulge firmly against your lower back, a slight grind into you as Keigo’s thumbs slid down to your nipples to roll between them and his forefingers. Your back was instinctively arching against him, your ass pushing into his hard cock as your chest pushed out into his rough hands.

“Fffuck, baby, that get your pretty pussy twitching for me?”

He panted behind your ear, his nose inhaling the scent of your hair as you rocked your ass up and down his clothed length. With your nipples now hard and pebbled for him, he pulled, a hiss escaping your lips at the feeling as your arms reached behind you to sink your fingers into silky straw colored strands, tugging enticingly as he sucked along your shoulder with a groan.

“Kei, t-the bed…”

You felt another feather make its way to your shorts, tugging them down along with your panties to pool at your feet.

“Here’s just fine, baby bird.”

With one swift movement, Keigo had you bent over your vanity, some of your makeup items clattering to the floor with the act.

“The babies, Keigs!”

“They’re still asleep, hero’s promise.”

Still bent in your position, you were already reaching behind you to tug down his boxers and boxer briefs, wanting to feel him inside you already.

“So needy aren’t we? I got you, kid.”

His feathers were already pulling his bottoms down and you heard his cock slap against his lower abdomen.

“Kei, I need it, I need you, please!”

You breathed. With his heightened senses, he could already smell you dripping for him, taste it in the air and it had his golden eyes rolling back. His hands found your hips and adjusted them so that it looked as though you were presenting yourself to him.

“Lemme see, baby, let me fuckin’ see what it is I do to you.”

You gave a pathetic whine as his hands spread your cheeks apart, watching as your cunt fluttered for him, your slick oozing from your tight little hole. Avian pupils dialated at the sight and before he could even register what he was doing, Keigo dropped to his knees and licked from your clit to your hole before delving in to penetrate it.

Squealing, you slammed your hands down on the table of your vanity as he ate you out like a starved man. Slurping, sucking your clit before flicking his tongue over it again and again had your eyes rolling back as well.

“Keigo, fuck, p-please, I-!”

His hands squeezed your ass cheeks roughly, grunting and moaning every time your slick gushed into his mouth.

“You better cum in my mouth. I don’t care how long it takes, I want you squirting in this mouth, d’you hear me?”

A harsh slap met one of your ass cheeks and you moaned out loud as his whole mouth covered your cunt, his tongue stroking you even closer to the edge of bliss. Keigo abruptly pulled away, and as you went to protest, you felt a feather start vibrating against your clit before two thick fingers slipped inside you pumping against your sweet spot over and over again. The feeling had your hips swiveling, bucking up and down as tears pricked your eyes.

“You know how beautiful you look, what you’re doing to me right now? You keep this up, you’ll end up making me knock you up with another addition to the brood,”

At that, your hips rocked harder into his pumping fingers.

“What a little slut, fuuuck!”

“R-right there, right there, Keigo don’t stop,”

This was arguably the second best part, the immediate climb to the jump off, the way the taut string inside your belly was fraying in preparation for the snap.

Keigo felt it, the way your cunt was sucking his thick fingers in, fluttering all around them. It was like he was in a trance, chasing that sweet moment you’d come undone and bless him with the sweetest nectar that was only ever for him.

“Keigo, it’s coming, I’m cumming, I-! G-gonna squ-“

Keigo removed his fingers but kept his feather working you, flipping you over again to latch his mouth against your cunt just in time as a gush of fluid came out of you and right into his mouth where he drank, golden eyes shifting between pinpoints and full blown as he let out the most porn worthy moan along with your own.

Pulling away, his chin was soaked and as he lifted his head up it began to drip and roll down his neck. But, he couldn’t be bothered to care. Your squirming told him to stop with his feather, already pawing at you to suddenly hoist over his shoulder to bring you to the bed.

“K-Keigo! There’s a mess on the floor!”

“Feathers’ll get it,”

Once in the bedroom, Keigo plopped you on the bed, climbing up over you and caging you in with his own body.

“C’mere, you pretty bird.”

He dipped down and kissed you passionately, and it wasn’t until he slipped his tongue in your mouth that you realized he never wiped your release off of his face. Your arms instinctively wrapped around his neck bringing him closer to you. As you both made out on the bed, his hand slipped between the both of you to give his cock a few pumps before swiping his tip along your slippery entrance to gather some slick.

He groaned deeply in your mouth.

“Fuck, kid, fuuuck,”

You slid your legs up some and opened them wider for him as he grinned down at you.

“Have I told you that I love you today?”

You’re grinning back now, shaking your head.

“No. I don’t think you have and I’m upset about it.”

You faux pouted. The two of you knew he’d already told both you and the chicks he loves you a couple times since he’d gotten home and it was reciprocated each time. With you both working the profession you do, it tends to do that. You’ve made it a constant habit since you two had gotten together. It was a little bit of work on his part since saying it outright when the mood strikes isn’t much within Japanese culture but, when a near death experience came late one morning you drove it home to him why it was so important to you to say it and have it said in return. Keigo’s never skipped saying it ever since that day. He was incredibly good like that.

“How could I? I made a promise, didn’t I?”

You nodded, pure love and contentment on your face. Gods, he adored the ever loving hell out of you.

“Then, let me make it up to you, baby bird.”

Guiding his length into your warmth with a flex of his jaw and ab muscles, Keigo stops to look up at you.

“Oh, I should prep you mo-oh!!”

Without warning, you dug your heels into each of his ass cheeks and pulled him into you the rest of the way.

“Fuck, fuck!”

He gasped while you took a sharp breath in as he lurched forward and caught himself just in time with hands on either side of your head. Giving you a moment to adjust, he lowered himself onto his elbows, leaning down to kiss you sweetly as he backed out, the tip of his cock remaining behind before thrusting back into you hard enough to knock the air out of your lungs. Your arms slipped under his to grip at his shoulders for stability as he began a slow but rough pace. Each drag out of your slick and gummy walls had you slowly clenching around him, the sounds of your arousal already sounding out in the room.

“M-more, Keigs, more,”

Keigo’s hand came to gently wipe your hair out of your face, his own so close to yours that you were both breathing the same air, sharing it intimately in and out through your mouths. His pace picked up some, the feeling making you hike tour legs up higher over his hips now as his gentle pace turned into the feverish hunger you knew he was fighting. Keigo roughly grasped a breast in his hand, squeezing to bring your nipple into his mouth as his hips continued to roll into you faster.

“Yeah, like that! Just like that, Kei!”

His mouth unlatched from you with a ‘pop!’, thinly rimmed golden eyes meeting yours as he took in your debauched state with a lick of his cherry kissed lips.

“Shhh, shhhh. I got you, baby,”

However, the second he felt your nails gently scrape against the patch of skin between his wings, they fluffed out from behind him and the torrent of want and need he’d held back this whole time snapped.

“But, fuck, I need more!”

Pushing off of his arms after giving you a quick kiss, he planted his large hands against the backs of your thighs, pushing them up to your chest as he snapped his hips brutally into you. The slapping of his balls against you, the sounds of your combined slick and his pre was all too much. The moment his fingers met your clit with a few perfectly pressured strokes, it had you careening towards your release as it snuck up on you and tore at the core of your lower stomach. Clenching around his length, it had Keigo looking down, a sheen of sweat all over his body as he watched with dilated pupils a creamy ring forming at the base of his cock.

“Fuckin’ beautiful, honey, goddamn it,”

You didn’t even think he caught what he’d said before his face twisted in pleasure, golden eyes rolling to the back of his head as you felt his cock throb a few times inside you.

“I’m gonna cum, ba-baby bird, I’m gonna fuckin’ cu-”

His voice choked off to let out a sinful moan as rope after rope of his cum shot into you with each throb of his cock. Keigo’s hands loosened their grip on either of your thighs, helping you put them back down gently as you both panted for breath. As he looked to you, your arms were already open to him and waiting for his inevitable collapse into you. And he did just that with a goofy smile to his lips.

“Oof! Keigs, my tits!”

He wasn’t listening, already nuzzling into your neck with kisses as his stubble scraped nicely at your skin there. Your fingers were already threading through his straw colored curls to stroke and tug just to hear him groan in delight at the feeling as you kissed the top of his head before taking a deep breath of his scent through them to ground you.

“I love you, Keigo.”

“I love you, too, my baby bird.”

You both lay there in silence, cockwarming him with your legs wrapped around him as you held one another. Keigo propped his head up, chin resting in the valley of your breasts.

“You know, about me taking the chicks with me up in the air, you can be there, y’know?”

You gave him a skeptical look, an eyebrow cocked at him.

“You can’t bring us all up there!! How’ll you do that?!”

“Feathers, silly.”

You thought about it for a moment, your attention being caught as you saw your clothes being brought back out from the walk-in closet before being rested gently back on the bed.

Well, he has saved many people with them and you knew from fighting alongside him that they were plenty strong. Hell, he’s saved even you a few times with them so you knew they were more than capable of carrying and holding you safely. Keigo would rather die than let anything bad happen to you, let alone with his own feathers. You really could be there for each occasion in the air with the chicks.

As Keigo studied you weighing your options, he decided to break the silence.

“You scared I’d drop yo-”

“Never.”

You said it with such finality and without hesitation, it had his cheeks pinking, feathers fluttering behind him with pride.

“Good. ‘Cause I’d never let you fall, kid.”

“I know. You’re my number one hero, too. Thank you, honey. It means so much to me that I’ll get to be there with you all during that. I want more glimpses into the little world you’ve built with them, too.”

He felt himself go all gooey and soft for you all over again at the shy and bashful face you made at the admission.

“You’re the center of our universe, baby. Of course we want you there.”

And just as you were gonna grin at him, showing your complete trust in him, Keigo’s lips were smothering your own with all the love he could muster. When you find yourselves pulling away for air, he says it for one last time that evening.

“I love you.”

“I love you, too, Keigs.”

Key ~

Hinadori :: Baby Bird 🐣

Tobu :: Fly 🦅

Yasashi :: Gentle 🫳🏽

🏷️ Tags :: @pervysenpaix @touyasdollmain @touyasdoll (more to come if this would fkn cooperate)

[ivyprism]

Skelesona Twin Brothers (Info Dump: Revamp)

Warning: Violence, famine, fighting, etc.

Hendrix - Hydrangea's Twin Brother

Personality: Hendrix is a friendly, gentle skeleton. He enjoys his siblings and friends, but he can be cocky and confident. He is a risk-taker who acts recklessly. He is prone to endangering himself in order to protect his twin sister, Hydrangea. He becomes aggressive and irritated when his other siblings are in immediate danger. He's sassy, yet also serious and empathetic. He enjoys singing, but he cannot cook or sing to save his life. He prefers dangerous hobbies. Compared to his twin sister Hydrangea, he is more outgoing.

Appearance: His magic is purple-colored and his ecto matches it. He's 6'3". His canines are sharper than the rest of his mouth. He's chubby-ish, slightly muscular, and agile. He has glasses and white bones. He also has freckles.

Hayden - Halesia's Twin Brother

Personality: A hard and angry skeleton. He keeps to himself and takes things very seriously. He is quick on his feet, gruff, and will not back down in defense of his family. He often appears distant. He is stern and a force of nature, just like his twin sister. He never backs down from a conflict and is not afraid to defend his loved ones. He keeps to himself and is frequently observed brooding. He becomes hostile and irritable when his other siblings are in near danger. He is not easily trusted, and getting close to him can take some time.

Appearance: His magic is magenta-colored and his ecto matches it. He's 6'5". His canines are sharper. He has a scar on his right eye. He's chubby-ish, slightly muscular, and agile. He wears shades.

Hawk - Hydra's Twin Brother

Personality: He keeps to himself and frequently becomes worried. He adores his sisters and vows to defend them in whatever way he can. He is extremely defensive and frequently expresses great concern for his family. He works hard and is quick on his feet. He watches out for his peers. He adores his sister and frequently defies Clove and Cinnamon in order to safeguard her. He takes care of people and is well-versed in herbs. He is a hunter who does not give up when the going gets difficult. He has a great deal of compassion for others and can be rather ferocious when it comes to protecting his sisters.

Appearance: He has purple eyes and magic. He has a scar on his right eye that leads to a cheek scar. He is about 6'8". He is muscular and agile. He wears glasses.

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[bloodtwin]

𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐠  。 。 。

             latest grave robbed: BHAALTWINS BIRTHDAY 。 

@partygcthered ⸻ ❝ "Puck I made you something!" He's not looking at his face really, more to the side because as much as he adores eye contact and making people feel seen....the twins do give him horrid headaches from their fascinating eyes...he still hates that he can't really look at Puck's face though. If he had a tail it would be wagging as Silvius holds out the parcel. He's smiling widely. "I uhm. I tried, it's...I'm not very good yet..but anyway. Since it's your birthday and all..." Inside the little fabric scrap is a carefully crafted if a bit rough looking amulet made of solid oak, shaped like a hawk. "I dunno. I saw a hawk the other day and it made me think of you...." ❞

             HE   FINDS   HIMSELF   OVERWHELMED   by a bashful kind of joy at the thought of Silvius taking the time to make something for him. To celebrate his existence rather than bemoan it as Puck so often does himself. 

Pulling it from the parcel, Puck admires both the care put into the gift & the imperfections that come with it. He does not mind the fact that the amulet is a bit on the rougher side ; in fact, he likes it all the better for it.

             ❝ It's lovely, Silvius. Thank you, ❞ he says warmly, brushing his thumb over the hawk shape. He would have never thought to associate himself with a bird before, but perhaps Silvius knows something about him he doesn't.

             ❝ Why a hawk, if I may ？❞ And, in that moment, his head cocks to the side sharply ⸻ much like a certain avian species that may or may not be sitting in the palm of his hand. 

[the-chronicle-of-holy-days]

Day 7

Liber A’ash

vel Capricorni Pneumatici

0. Gnarled Oak of God! In thy branches is the lightning nested! Above thee hangs the Eyeless Hawk.

1. Thou art blasted and black! Supremely solitary in that heath of scrub.

2. Up! The Ruddy clouds hang over thee! It is the storm.

3. There is a flaming gash in the sky.

4. Up.

5. Thou art tossed about in the grip of the storm for an æon and an æon and an æon. But thou givest not thy sap; thou fallest not.

6. Only in the end shalt thou give up thy sap when the great God F.I.A.T. is enthroned on the day of Be-With-Us.

7. For two things are done and a third thing is begun. Isis and Osiris are given over to incest and adultery. Horus leaps up thrice armed from the womb of his mother. Harpocrates his twin is hidden within him. Set is his holy covenant, that he shall display in the great day of M.A.A.T., that is being interpreted the Master of the Temple of A∴ A∴, whose name is Truth.

8. Now in this is the magical power known.

9. It is like the oak that hardens itself and bears up against the storm. It is weather-beaten and scarred and confident like a sea-captain.

10. Also it straineth like a hound in the leash.

11. It hath pride and great subtlety. Yea, and glee also!

12. Let the Magus act thus in his conjuration.

13. Let him sit and conjure; let him draw himself together in that forcefulness; let him rise next swollen and straining; let him dash back the hood from his head and fix his basilisk eye upon the sigil of the demon. Then let him sway the force of him to and fro like a satyr in silence, until the Word burst from his throat.

14. Then let him not fall exhausted, although the might have been ten thousandfold the human; but that which floodeth him is the infinite mercy of the Genitor-Genitrix of the Universe, whereof he is the Vessel.

15. Nor do thou deceive thyself. It is easy to tell the live force from the dead matter. It is no easier to tell the live snake from the dead snake.

16. Also concerning vows. Be obstinate, and be not obstinate. Understand that the yielding of the Yoni is one with the lengthening of the Lingam. Thou art both these; and thy vow is but the rustling of the wind on Mount Meru.

17. Now shalt thou adore me who am the Eye and the Tooth, the Goat of the Spirit, the Lord of Creation. I am the Eye in the Triangle, the Silver Star that ye adore.

18. I am Baphomet, that is the Eightfold Word that shall be equilibrated with the Three.

19. There is no act or passion that shall not be an hymn in mine honour.

20. All holy things and all symbolic things shall be my sacraments.

21. These animals are sacred unto me; the goat, and the duck, and the ass, and the gazelle, the man, the woman and the child.

22. All corpses are sacred unto me; they shall not be touched save in mine eucharist. All lonely places are sacred unto me; where one man gathereth himself together in my name, there will I leap forth in the midst of him.

23. I am the hideous god, and who mastereth me is uglier than I.

24. Yet I give more than Bacchus and Apollo; my gifts exceed the olive and the horse.

25. Who worshippeth me must worship me with many rites.

26. I am concealed with all concealments; when the Most Holy Ancient One is stripped and driven through the marketplace, I am still secret and apart.

27. Whom I love I chastise with many rods.

28. All things are sacred to me; no thing is sacred from me.

29. For there is no holiness where I am not.

30. Fear not when I fall in the fury of the storm; for mine acorns are blown afar by the wind; and verily I shall rise again, and my children about me, so that we shall uplift our forest in Eternity.

31. Eternity is the storm that covereth me.

32. I am Existence, the Existence that existeth not save through its own Existence, that is beyond the Existence of Existences, and rooted deeper than the No-Thing-Tree in the Land of No-Thing.

33. Now therefore thou knowest when I am within thee, when my hood is spread over thy skull, when my might is more than the penned Indus, and resistless as the Giant Glacier.

34. For as thou art before a lewd woman in Thy nakedness in the bazaar, sucked up by her slyness and smiles, so art thou wholly and no more in part before the symbol of the beloved, though it be but a Pisacha or a Yantra or a Deva.

35. And in all shalt thou create the Infinite Bliss and the next link of the Infinite Chain.

36. This chain reaches from Eternity to Eternity, ever in triangles—is not my symbol a triangle?—ever in circles—is not the symbol of the Beloved a circle? Therein is all progress base illusion, for every circle is alike and every triangle alike!

37. But the progress is progress, and progress is rapture, constant, dazzling, showers of light, waves of dew, flames of the hair of the Great Goddess, flowers of the roses that are about her neck, Amen!

38. Therefore lift up thyself as I am lifted up. Hold thyself in as I am master to accomplish. At the end, be the end far distant as the stars that lie in the navel of Nuit, do thou slay thyself as I at the end am slain, in the death that is life, in the peace that is mother of war, in the darkness that holds light in his hand as an harlot that plucks a jewel from her nostrils.

39. So therefore the beginning is delight, and the End is delight, and delight is in the midst, even as the Indus is water in the cavern of the glacier, and water among the greater hills and the lesser hills and through the ramparts of the hills and through the plains, and water at the mouth thereof when it leaps forth into the mighty sea, yea, into the mighty sea

Time and time again I choose the same one as a favourite. It’s funny how these lines still resonate in me, however I do not remember when I read them last time.

[haruka-damisu]

Heya, I’m gonna elaborate on my O.C’s backstory!

Damisu Haruka! Deadname: Damisu Natsumi! He’s genderfawn, he identifies as all genders but female!

Natsumi was born conjoined to her twin brother, Nitsuki, and they were born prematurely.

They suffered from a syndrome called twin to twin transfusion syndrome, and Nitsuki was the one with most of the nutrients.

Their circumstances led to Natsumi flatlining twice and needing emergency surgery, where it was discovered that instead of two ovaries, she had an ovary and a testes, she was intersex.

She also had an extra finger, but her mother chopped it off. She hated ‘imperfections.’

Natsumi first learned what it meant to suffer when she was five years old, her oldest brother, Ryoko, sexually assaulted her.

Her mother congratulated Ryoko.

Nitsuki was furious, he didn’t understand much but he understood that Ryoko and his mother were monsters, and their stepfather was a bystander because despite never abusing them, he never tried to stop their mother.

Nitsuki became Natsumi’s protector of sorts, and they soon became inseparable. They even shared the same bed.

When Natsumi was seven, she watched a boy named Isamu murder Ryoko.

Her mother was furious and blamed Natsumi, her abuse worsened as a result.

She ran away when she was eight but was caught by Endeavor, who was so out of it from losing Touya that he didn’t recognize the signs of abuse.

Natsumi stopped trusting heroes after that.

Her mother paid a man to rape her when she was nine, and Natsumi got pregnant.

The baby was born prematurely and suffered several defects, such as NEC, hypoxia, a few behavioral disorders, and a perception disorder.

She was named Nashi.

Natsumi ran away again, but was caught by All Might, who ignored her sobs and pleas and gave her back to her mother.

Natsumi stopped respecting heroes after that.

When the twins were twelve, Nitsuki died. A girl was raped and he tried to help her, but he unfortunately startled her and she killed him.

Later, Haruka would discover that Barami was the girl.

Natsumi was desolate after she lost Nitsuki, now she had nobody.

She used her quirk several times to rewrite her twin back to life, but it never lasted, and her condition worsened.

When she was fifteen, she gave birth again to a boy named Mikan.

She hated her family, and, despite how awful it made her feel, she hated her children.

Why should she sacrifice everything for things she never wanted? For things she was forced, against her will, to have?

She hated Nashi and she hated Mikan.

Her stepfather took care of them.

When she was seventeen, Natsumi ran away again.

Hawks gave her back to her mother.

Her mother was beating her when all of a sudden, she was dead.

Natsumi looked up and saw all for one had murdered her, he looked so angry at the mother.

Natsumi miscarried a few days later and named the baby Kaki.

All for one saved Natsumi and gave her a home, gave her a new identity.

Natsumi died, and Haruka joined All For One.

Haruka rewrote all for one into his prime.

He met his wife, Kamikyodae, and her brother and sister, Isamu and Barami.

He was happy.

He recently had surgery on his heart and lungs, he got transplants, and all for one took his quirk.

Haruka never regained his trust and respect for heroes.

But he gained love and adoration for villains, because they were the only ones who gave a damn.

He’s not free yet

But he will be.

[kirkwallgremlin]

Hi I saw your tags on that Bethany post and was wondering if you'd be willing to share some of your other trans Bethany headcanons? The concept just does things to my brain and I'd love to hear what you have to say about it

absolutely!

So Hawke family dynamics are like… My Thing™, I absolutely adore the whole family even at their messiest so I think most of the trans Bethany headcanons I have sorta more about how Bethany bring trans would fit within or change the family dynamic. And I will be honest, some of them are more about Carver because even though I love them both, he generally takes up a lot more of my brain space than Bethany 😅

Carver and Bethany as identical twins

Bethany choosing to be named after her grandmother (which I feel makes even more sense than Leandra choosing to name one kid after family and none of the rest)

Dependant on Hawke’s gender, Leandra being absolutely thrilled she has the daughter she wanted and can teach to be A Lady and teaching her daughter all the Feminine Things she was taught by her parents

Could also be a thing with a female Hawke especially if Hawke isn’t a daughter in the way Leandra wishes she could be, now she gets to try again with her other daughter

Everyone is entitled to their own opinions on Leandra but personally I love her as a deeply flawed person who adores her children and does her best but often doesn’t get it right, so I think about Leandra having unrealistic standards for her kids and just… shifting those standards from what her boy should do to what her girl should do.

Leandra ‘no child of mine will experience transphobia from me but they WILL have proper etiquette and appropriate manners’ Hawke

Carver immediately shifting his language to his sister instead of his brother, including the way they jokingly insult each other, telling her she always was a weirdly pretty boy, that that explains why he was always the more handsome twin etc

Carver learning to braid so he can do his sister’s hair

Carver getting into fights with anybody who even considers giving his sister any shit for any reason.

Female Hawke passing down her old clothing to Bethany to make sure she has things to wear (or a non feminine Hawke being like thank the maker, mother won’t stop buying me all these dresses but maybe they can actually be worn now)