#I don't know i'm just.. thinking. take this as a heads-up that an overhaul may be coming soon

[anguis-sapphire]

what if I went three for three on my saved Reborn URLs by making this blog use one too

[dynamightmite]

you seem optimistic so you think we’re still getting shigaraki back? :( i’m really sad the way hori has handled the izuku tenko plotline as of right now like i just can’t wrap my head around this

I mean, I definitely think it's a possibility. We still don't know exactly what happened to overhaul/decay, and how it may be used in the future. We saw Tenko and Deku touch fists; theoretically there could have been some kind of exchange there, or he could be existing as a vestige in some way.

Then again, (and this is going to piss a lot of people off :')) I kind of... get where Horikoshi is going with it?

BEFORE YOU START BOOING!

I think a lot of the discomfort and hurt from fans comes from the perception that Izuku failed to save Tenko. That, by allowing him to die, the narrative is in fact saying he didn't deserve to be save--that Horikoshi himself doesn't believe Tenko truly deserved it. I have also seen a lot of talk about how it doesn't fit in with the ongoing, overarching themes of the narrative, and (while I'm not saying these people are wrong) I would like to push back on that a little, because I think there is precedence in the story as to why Tenko's death holds up, despite it being terrible.

The culmination of Tenko's arc broaches a crossroad of two major concepts in the story: heroes, and saving, and what both of those ideas mean. And, I think, in Tenko's death, we get and answer to both, and more importantly, an answer to his overall purpose.

What does it mean to save? In BNHA, the concept is a little vague. I've often people ascribe the "total victory" mindset as one of protection, as preventing any tragedy or harm. Through that lens, Tenko's death therefore is an automatic failure--a nonstarter. HE's dead, so he wasn't saved. The end. However, while "saving" might seem like a simple, straight forward concept, I would like to dig a little deeper, because I think what Horikoshi's doing is much more interesting.

Saving (Deku's definition of it, anyway) is a lot closer to freeing than it is to protecting. Which sounds weird, but I'll do my best to explain. I think the two best examples of this particular nuance to his definition are actually in two characters people tend to forget he saved: Shoto and Gentle Criminal.

Because he did save both of them. Not in the really obvious, black-and-white way he saved Eri, no, but he did save them. And both times were... painful, to say the least.

When Deku went after Shoto during the sport's festival, it wasn't, like, nice. He dug his little nerd fingers in where it hurt the worst and dragged out Shoto's biggest fears and insecurities, and then he said GET OVER THEM. Stop letting them control you. Stop letting your father control you. You're your own person, and you get to make your own choices.

He didn't punch Endeavor. He didn't even take pity on Shoto, or say he was sorry. But you know what he did do? Deku cut the leash. AND he damn near killed Shoto (and himself) making sure that Shoto understood that he was free. He gave Shoto back something that he'd been missing, something he was afraid to look in the face; something that Deku picked up, brushed off, and said, "please stop throwing this away, it's important. You're important".

And it works, goddamit.

Gentle is both different and similar. In a similar vein, the way Deku saves Gentle is sort of... not obvious. But I think if you look here:

Gentle isn't a bad person. He's ambitious and a little lax about the law, but he never set out to hurt anybody. But we see over the course of his arc how he gets so tangled up in his own pain and his desperation to be seen that he forgets his own ideals, his own morals. In the face of becoming someone, he loses sight of what matters most to him: just like Deku, Gentle wants to be a hero.

Which, in the end, he is. And Deku's the one who pushes him there.

But what about Tenko? What about the crying child inside him? Why wasn't he saved?

When people talk about child Tenko, they often seem to see him as a symbol of the person that Deku's trying to save. But I think that, just maybe, that's wrong. I think maybe, actually, Deku is trying to save Tenko from that child.

Child Tenko is, in many ways, a symbol of nothing but AFO's power. That is a child stripped of his name, of his original quirk, of his family, of his sense of self. That is a puppet controlled by AFO, without any autonomy of its own. That child is a wound that Tenko cannot escape for as long as AFO still holds any power over him.

That's why this chapter All Might said that maybe Deku did save Tenko, if he no longer saw the child version of him in the vestige realm. Deku did save him. Because Tenko isn't a child anymore, and he isn't AFO's puppet; he's a free man, for the first time in his life.

A free man who chooses to be a hero.

Heroes get talked about a lot in BNHA (duh), but what is the defining quality of a true hero? Someone who wins? Sure. Someone who saves? Yeah, of course. But the actual test of what differentiates a hero from everybody else is their willingness to sacrifice. To give up everything for the greater good. Even if it hurts. Sometimes especially if it hurts. I mean, this has come up a lot through the manga. Deku running in to attack the sludge villain, Mirio giving up his quirk, Eraserhead throwing himself in front of his students, Edgeshot shortening his lifespan to save Bakugo, All Might standing quirkless in front of the greatest evil of his time-- literally the constant refrain from the narrative has been that being willing to sacrifice it all is what makes a hero a hero.

Tenko's final wish from last chapter is gut wrenching, but: he wanted to be a hero for the Villains. The rest of the world can rot for all he cares, but his friends, those disenfranchised, hurt people that everyone else gave up on? Those people who have never been saved, those people who have never been protected... he wants to be their hero. In the face of danger, of certain doom, he is a free man, and he has a choice.

So he makes a sacrifice. His final act is to become a hero. For them.

Cue the sobbing tears.

Additionally, I think it's relevant to point out here how strongly the narrative has advocated for victimhood to be divorced from being a perpetual self-identity. It really emphasizes the power of choosing to rise above your situation and pain to help other people, while also suggesting that your pain does not excuse you from hurting people. You can be a victim and you can be a perpetrator; they are not mutually exclusive. And because of this, after Deku saves Tenko, he does not owe him. He saved Tenko, but he could not keep him alive, and... I don't think that it's about Tenko deserving or not deserving to die. It's just that Tenko had reached a point of no return where his only choices were to die a slave or die free and he broke his shackles. But he was always going to die. Doomed by the narrative, both literally and figuratively. We can argue all day as to what degree of responsibility he holds for his actions as a highly abused, traumatized, often shell of a person. But the point is that at every junction of the story, Tenko (and the story around him) escalated until he was trapped. There wasn't a way out, and it's heartbreaking, and maybe that's the point.

I'm not saying it's fair. I'm certainly not saying you have to like it. But... I don't know. I don't feel like this is some completely out of pocket, off-the-rails end that destroyed all its characters. And who knows! Maybe Tenko will be brought back later. Maybe the epilogue will get progressively worse and I'll hate it. Maybe I'll finally get some sleep and regret writing this at all. I have no idea. Really. But we're all in this together, so these are my thoughts right now :)

[cerealandchoccymilk]

Trigun Bookclub: Trigun Vol.1, Chapter #02

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Continuation of my Trigun annotation for the book club. I'm doing a deep-read of the Japanese original print (reread) and Overhaul 1.0 (first read) side-by-side, and writing down everything I notice from small details, version differences, translation differences, etc. (and being gay about the characters <3 always important)

Here are the beloved non-analysis sillies...

And the rest is under the cut. read my notes boy!!

[link for if the images aren't in horizontal rows]

The second page has an error - 悪夢 was probably misread as 悪魔 ("happen" and "awaken" are also the same kanji). It should be "Then, the nightmare occurred." It's really cool that this still works really well considering...y'know (not saying for the first-time readers ;) )

I just love how that drawing of Vash is so cool and serious...

...and then you turn the page and he's in the most pathetic cunty pussy-out pose you've ever seen. Easily one of my favorite panels. Also made a math question for funsies. sorry to anyone who got high school flashbacks, but I absolutely loved trigonometry lmao. I could do this forever.

A little pun(?) that may or may not be intentional - In Japanese, someone with a bounty on their head is called 賞金首, lit. "bounty neck" ("neck" sometimes signifies the entire head). The locals call out for the bounty-neck right as Vash hurt his neck lol

I love how creepy Vash moves sometimes. absolute cryptid

This is entirely a Japanese-only detail, but I really loved how Vash said バヤイ (bayai) in the sobbing in French line, because my mom also says that instead of 場合 (baai) when she's being silly lmao. Also, it's notable that in Japanese, Vash says フランセ語 ("Francé-go," where "go" is the suffix for languages) which may be either another miles->iles/double-dollar situation, or just him speaking silly like バヤイ.

Also, the line after that would more accurately be "How am I supposed to deal with all these locals?"

Here, the "Really?" is actually Meryl saying something like "I'll give you a hint."

Meryl tends to be the one responsible for the braincell in fanworks but it's important to remember that she absolutely is dumb too (affectionate).

I'm so glad I wrote that reminder about Meryl's speech, but I don't think I'll be able to do it justice here when I have so much more to talk about. I'll have to write another post later, so I'll link it when it's done. The gist is that she talks like a stereotypical high-class anime girl, and the trope is from how a similar demographic in Meiji-era Japan actually spoke.

The boy's pussy faces the world yet again. I love all the faces he makes!! look at him!!!!!!!!!!! he's so cute

The text on the board here was very messy and squished, but it says something like "Vash the Stampede Absolute Capture Task Force Headquarters." Honestly don't know how to fit all that into the board though so uh good luck on that for 2.0... Also dear god Vash has so much energy... He's just been running for 3 hours straight...!!

Fun fact: the equivalent idiom to "fight fire with fire" in Japanese is "use poison on poison."

Love how Nebraska is just like "no we didn't jailbreak, we just let ourselves out :/"

Translation error for Milly and the chairman - Milly is saying "Why do things keep getting worse and worse!?" and the chairman is mumbling "What's the deal with you two..."

Showing some love for his pretty pretty eyes..........(gives him so many smooches in my head)("i can imagine anything" image)(can't add it because i reached the 30 image limit)

The "Freeze!" is actually untranslated, just re-typed to match the surrounding font. Also, that panel is the first time Vash's antennae is shown bent!! It goes back up immediately after that though.

Fun fact #2. Vash says ara ara. if you even care.

This line never fails to hit me hard. They're all desperate mothers and sisters, and they're taking on the bad role because nothing's more important than their dear children. (reminds me of a certain someone...)

I've seen someone mention this before, but Trimax definitely adjusted the number of plants. Fifty!?!? Also, in Japanese, "plants" and "died" were in quotations.

I love the gun pull in the right panel. Vash obviously definitely doesn't intend on shooting, but is rather showing off his skill and resolve as an intimidation tactic to throw the girls off-guard.

God this entire spread is just so RAW.... (here's the post that's mentioned in blue. it just reminded me)

Some more hypes and sillies. The impact that "KISS MY ASS!!" had on my first read was phenomenal!! It's so silly!! and cool!!!

And then there's this!! Another favorite part of mine. Vash's antennae are bent again! They kind of alternate between straight and bent from here.

The green writing about the onomatopoea are more of just a translation note rather than a suggestion. I can't think of any good beckoning noises in English :V

And finally, Milly calls "Mr. Bomb" "Bomb-kun" in Japanese which I think yall would enjoy lol. And happy strangling her saturday tuesday.

The Japanese version of the annotations are in the reblogs, if anyone wants them.

I have Chapter #03 mostly ready, so I'll probably post it tomorrow morning and try to speedrun the rest of the chapters because this is taking longer than I expected!! God there's just so much to say!! (Also gotta remember to write about Meryl's speech!!)

And thank yall so much for the feedback on the Chapters #00-01 post!! I didn't know so many people were interested in such small details!! Love (and peace) yall 🫶🤞

[nutzgunray-lvt]

The Eri Problem

I'm going to get some flack for this, but I've never been a fan of Eri. Yeah, she's a cute kid who was dealt an awful hand in life, but I hate the way she's written/placed in the story. I think she could have been so much more if different things were done with her character, but as things stand right now, she's just a walking-talking plot device. I'll try and break down why I'm not a fan of how she's been written thus far and what it means for the story thus far:

(sidenote: this has some anti Bakugou and anti Aizawa elements, as well as some UA critical ranting, so it's also been tagged as such)

1. Her backstory

Her backstory sounds like something straight out of fanfiction, and while other people may like that (I'm not judging if you do), I'm just not a fan of it. You have characters with much more realistic backstories such as Izuku (absent father, mercilessly bullied due to being Quirkless), Shoto (hospitalized mother, has an extremely famous public figure for a father that happens to be abusive), and Kota (hero parents were killed in the line of duty when he was a toddler, raised by his aunt as a result of that).

Then you have Eri: she erased her father from existence on accident (she also has no birth certificate for whatever reason), causing her mother to hate/fear her to the point where she's put in the care of the Yakuza. The head of the Yakuza - who happens to be her maternal grandfather - becomes unable to care for her, leading Overhaul to experiment on her for his Quirk erasing bullets. She then gets taken in by Eraserhead and the staff of UA. In fanfiction (depending on how it's done), I wouldn't mind seeing this, but seeing this done in canon just doesn't sit with me.

2. Her Quirk

I'm not saying anything new here, given that this is by far the most debated thing about her, but her Quirk just lowers the stakes of the story to me. Why should I worry about Mirio being Quirkless when we all know that Eri's going to restore his Quirk? For that matter, why don't they have her restore Aizawa's leg and eye? Why don't they have her restore All Might back to his prime? If they have her do one of these things, why not have her do the other two?

3. Her Role

The above two points kind of converge into this one, and I think it's one of the biggest reasons why I have such a problem with her character: she HATES her Quirk (for totally valid reasons, I'd hate Rewind if I had it), yet is used by UA to restore Mirio's Quirk with no consideration for her own feelings on the matter. That doesn't sit right with me, and I've seen a few other people agree.

She's also used to rehabilitate Aizawa and Bakugou's images without giving them proper character development.

Aizawa is a mess of a man who has no business taking care of any child, regardless of their age. I understand that pragmatically, he's the best option until she gains control of her Quirk, but we don't even see him take care of her! Whenever she's trotted out in the story for her designated cute moments, he more often than not just leaves her in the care of his class. I will give him props for sacrificing his leg for her sake, but that's just about the only big "bonding" moment that they have. People often point to Aizawa's relationship with Eri as evidence that he's not just some asshole teacher, but that just raises a question for me: if he supposedly cares for his students as much as he does for Eri, why don't we see him loosening up on his assholery towards them? Why don't we see him reflecting on his frankly horrible treatment of them (Izuku in particular) and resolving to try and do better? In the light novels, we see how much Eri adores Izuku (wanting Santa to visit him as well, asking if Izuku was okay when he ran off to get the candy apples to surprise her with), which would have been a perfect set up for this.

*bonus complaint, but how can these teachers take such good care of Eri and then turn around and pretend to kidnap the parents of Class 1A for Parents Day? How can they just sit by and let Bakugou treat everyone around him the way he does? How can they say that they see these kids as their own children if they not only do nothing to help Izuku, Aoyama, and Kaminari control their Quirks, but they let Izuku drop out of UA to go fight All For One and Shigaraki? How can they ignore all of the child abuse red flags Todoroki throws up? How can Midnight make outright sexual comments that canonically make the students uncomfortable?

In the 6th light novel, she's also used to teach Bakugou to not be such an asshole 24/7. I don't even need to get into why leaving a traumatized 6 year with such a mean-spirited bully is a horrible idea... then again, Aizawa thought he could resolve the bad blood between Izuku and Bakugou by forcing them to work together, and we all know how well that turned out (Bakugou backhanding Izuku and outright stating he'd rather fail than work with Izuku), so what the hell do I know?

In my honest opinion, Eri would have been much happier if she had somehow gotten her Quirk erased and was taken in by Mirio and his family. She could still be in the story, but more along the lines of how Kota is in the story: very occasionally popping up to show their recovery and their love for Izuku.

Maybe they could even start an Izuku fanclub together.

[isabeauwolf]

Darkest Wolf: Overhaul x Mary

Prologue part 3: When Snow melts, Spring Returns

It wasn't Pops, Ludolf, or Yuki who opened the door, but a very tall and muscular man. His silver-white hair was long and tied into a long, loose braid, his hard, sharp and amused violet gaze met Kai's as his smiled wide and tilted his head in interest.

Kai shivered and felt goosebumps appear and pebble along his skin, but he held the strangers gaze. His face remained impassive and his golden eyes narrowed, he didn't know why, but he shifted his position into a protective stand over Lady Sara and her child.

Free hand hovering over inches from the floor should the man attack.

His body moved on his own before he could think. He didn't know who he was, but he could tell he was powerful.

The strangers brow rose, tilting is head back and releasing an earnest and hearty, laugh. "So this is the boy I've heard about, hmm?" He ducked underneath the door, walked over the threshold and closed the screen door behind him. "Already overprotective of your Mistress and her heiress, I expect nothing less from a back alley, brat."

Kai's thin brow twitched with irritation. "Who are you bastard?" He asked, disgust and challenge in his tone.

Lady Sara cut in. "Father," she chastised lightly, covering herself, placed a burp cloth over her shoulder and began to burp Mary as she shook her head. "Don't be rude to Kai. He's under our and Pops protection now and our guardianship soon."

Lady Sara's father raised his hands in mock surrender, his smile widened and his fierce violets softened when he met his daughter's gaze. "Calm down, my moonlight. You know I have to give the boy a hard time." He chuckled, "I give the boy points for holding his ground and immediately protecting you and my precious Maria."

Kai lowered his arms and sat back down, his body still tense. Crossing his arms, observing the man more closely now that there was no immediate threat.

He wore a black suit with a red tie and matching vest underneath, his dress shirt was white and matching black loafers. Eyeing him up and down before meeting his eyes once more, Kai scoffed and grumbled underneath his breath, "Should have said you were Lady Sara's father to begin with."

The man laughed again, striding forward and ruffling Kai's hair as he passed, "Such a smart-assed and rude little shit too. He'll fit right in."

"Do not touch me, old man." Kai hissed, shoving his bigger and heavy hand off. "You still haven't told me your name." He argued.

Sara cleared her throat, "Kai this is my father and clan head of our yakuza organization Hans Bliche." She pointed at him to her father, "Father this child as you well know is Kai Chisaki. The boy I saved a few days ago, Pops will be adopting him and I will be his co-parent. Technically, he's a new member of our family, your grandson." She smiled, and added, "Please take care of him. Also, be aware that he doesn't like to be touched, so please refrain from touching him without his permission."

Hans glanced over his shoulder at Kai. "I will try, but no promises." Turning his impatient gaze down at the bundle in his daughter's arms, kneeling in front of them. "Now, can I hold my starlight? Please?" Holding his arms out, offering to take the baby into his waiting hands, frowning.

Sara giggled and shook her head. "You may." Gently handing her baby over and warned. "Be careful not to move her too quickly she just ate."

"Yes, yes, I can smell the breast milk on her lips," he waved his daughter off, placing her into the crook of his arm and wiping the edges of her mouth with the back of his thumb. "There all clean, my little cute starlight." He cooed gently, smile softening as he slowly stood. "This is my third girl to hold and raise. Give me some credit. I know what I'm doing."

"You have no other children?" Kai asked curious as he raised an eyebrow.

"No." He replied, shaking his head. "My wife and I tried, but could only have one child." He admitted, frowning and his gaze turned melancholy. "After her passing, I couldn't force myself to take another mate."

Kai nodded his head. "Are you a shifter too?" He decided to not beat around the bush and ask flatly.

Both of the adults eyes widened.

"I see our secret is already out." Hans replied, meeting the boys stare, he wasn't lying. "The old man blabbed, I take it?"

Kai remained silent. He already knew and saw no reason to deny it.

Sara sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "I suppose it would be easier than lying to him all the time." Opening her eyes and standing, smiling and leading the way. "Come, let's go have lunch together outside in the garden."

Kai stood, silently following.

Hans picked up the diaper bag and followed, smiling down at his granddaughter. "Fresh air will do you some good, little one."

After they ate they sat in silence once more except for Mary's babbling as she crawled in the grass, watching.

Kai felt calm as he stared at the huge cherry blossom tree. Despite the tiny voice in the back of his mind, whispering that he wasn't truly free. Not without the reminders on his back, he mentally shook himself as he noticed Mary crawling directly into his lap.

The young boy froze as his eyes widen and he grew nervous as the baby smiled at him as he saw her fully for the first time. Chubby cheeks, heterochromic eyes, the color of violet and gold, she giggled as he noticed her two sharp canines, wearing a pink sundress and matching bloomers. Her shirt hair was the same silver-white as her mother and grandfather, but unlike the adults she has a furry wolf tail and ears.

This tiny, chubby baby hardy weighed much as she gripped his shirt with her tiny hands to keep her balance and bounced in his lap, giggling and laughing before reaching for his face.

Kai immediately grabbed her outstretched hand as his eyes narrowed. "No," he bit out.

Of course, she didn't understand. Babies learn their environment and everything through touch, shifters being more overly affectionate and social creatures didn't help. How could she have known about his past when she was still learning herself?

Kai noticed her face scrunch up as she pouted her lips. Tears welling in her eyes as she struggled and whined, pushing forward as he grunted and tried not to activate his quirk.

Hans opening laughed, "You might as well give in boy. She's already as stubborn as a bull. Runs in the family I'm afraid."

Kai mutters under his breath. "She's been playing in the dirt." Scowling as her grip on his shirt tightens, watching as she growls and bared her teeth, gaps missing from them still coming in. "Stop it."

Ears flattening against her head and tail fluffing.

Mary used her legs and pushed Kai down into his back and used his distraction and surprise to sit on his chest and grab his cheeks with both hands, tail wagging behind her happily.

Kai remained still, glaring harder as his hands twitched at his sides.

Mary ignored his seething glare as she giggled, leaned down and nuzzled his jaw, then gave the shocked and blushing boy wet kisses on his cheek.

"Yuck," he hissed, lightly gripping her sides and tried to yank her away, but she grabbed his face harder, growling.

Lady Sara laughed as she picked Mary up, despite her daughter kicking and crying, her face turning red. "Yes, yes, you've given Kai a warm welcome. Let the poor boy breathe, sweetie." Pressing her against her chest as Mary fought harder, whining, "No, no, no," over and over as her mother gently rocked her and shushed her, walking closer to the cherry blossom tree and singing.

Kai sat up, his nose scrunched in disgust as he aggressively wiped his drool covered cheeks with the sleeve of his shirt. "disgusting."

Hans snickered, crouching down and patting him on the back. "I warned you boy."

Kai crossed his arms, cheeks still flamed and his heart thudded hard in his chest and echoed in his ears.

Day after day, Kai noticed that the little she wolf would follow him everywhere. If she wasn't in the room with him, she would whine and cry, howling and beg for him.

What's worse was when she started calling him, "my Kai."

Kai would wake up after passing out reading a book to find the little brat curled up into his side, gripping his shirt, sucking on her thumb and her tail curled. Inwardly groaning, scooting away, slowly grabbing his book, but he didn't get far as he heard the titter patter of tiny feet following him away.

Growing flustered and frustrated he sat back down, opened his book and tried to ignore her.

Mary dragging her blanket and stuffed white wolf plush in the crook of her arm sat down beside him and curled up into his side, nuzzling.

Lady Sara's, Pops, Ludolf and The General's teasing didn't help.

As time passed, her presence wasn't so bad.

Within the blink on an eye, two years had passed.

Then everything changed for Kai once more.

Kai had lost his mother figure again.

Pops and Hari held him back as Kai tried to fight them off, watching as a sleeping Mary was carried off by her grandfather into the Bliche clans car as he begged for the shifter to bring her back.

"Kai, she will be back when she's become of marrying age." Pops reminded, his heart hurt. But he grieved more for Kai and Hari. No parent should ever have to bury there child.

"Kai, please don't strain yourself." Hari begged his friend. "Remember the Generals words. She will be back. We have to prove ourselves first."

"Let go, dammit!" Kai hissed, "she needs me!"

He watched, tears falling down his face, he didn't care that his injuries hadn't healed. "Bring her back! Please! Don't take her from me!" He called Mary's name over and over until the car was passed the gates and over the horizon. "Mary!"

He didn't care that he was covered in hives. He didn't care that he was coughing blood or that his wound had reopened. Kai screamed her name until his voice was hoarse and his throat burned. Kneeling on the ground with his head touching the ground, nails clawing at the dirt. His body shook and shuddering, wheezing and sobbing, tears and snot running down his face.

It hadn't been a full day and he had already lost two of his most treasured people, who he failed to protect.

What use was him to have a powerful quirk, if he couldn't used it to protect them?

Useless.

Good for nothing.

Monster.

Inhuman.

Failure.

Kai opened his eyes, tilted his head back and wailed into the sky. All of his pain, his regrets, his rage and anger, his sorrow.

It felt as if the sunrise was mocking him, the mixture of blue and pinks swirling.

Mary's favorite colors.

🌸🌸🌸🌸🐦‍⬛🌸🌸🌸🌸

18 years later

The temperature was dropping as the sun disappeared behind the horizon twenty minutes ago as the trio of yakuza waited inside the parked, warm car. They had to meet his informant in twenty minutes, but first he had stopped by the underground support tech who had just finished his order. After much thinking and planning he decided on the design, measurements and fitting for his mask, the finished products was finally here.

Kai Chisaki felt giddy, excited.

Pull his mask out of an inner pocket and slip it on, a seamless, matte red and gold that covers the lower half of his face, molding perfectly to his features. The most striking feature was the shape of the mask, no, a plague mask. The glow is subtle enough not to give away his position in the darkness, but noticeable enough to unnerve anyone who sees him.

He closed his eyes and breathed through the built in air filters. Yes, he felt clean, pure air enter his lungs.

Yes, this will do.

Perfect for his plan and goal.

The perfect image for his villain persona, not Kai Chisaki, but Overhaul.

Reopening his eyes as he felt more relaxed, a slight curl underneath his mask. Oh how, he wished she and her could be here to see him. He had no doubt that she would comment on him looking handsome and roguish in his villain attire. The thought alone made his cheeks warm, knowing she would tease him lovely, of course.

Soon the waiting will be over. I'll see her again. He thought as he leaned over and opened the car door.

Overhaul stepped out of the car, his shoes crunching underneath the pure white snow, crunching under his weight. "Move the car around and wait for me. You know the drill in space they try to pull anything." He ordered Chrono from the driver seat with Mimic in the passenger seat.

"Yes, Overhaul." Chrono answered as Overhaul closed the door, the clock user shifted the gear from park to drive, moving forward and turned around the corner.

Zipping his green bombers jacket closed and shoving his gloved hands in his pockets to keep warmer from the winter chill creeping in. His eyes scan the street, making sure he wasn't being followed before walking forward, footsteps silent against the freshly salted pavement as he winds his way through backstreets and back alleyways.

Streetlamps flickering up ahead, lighting and bathing the path in a pale yellow glow.

He knew meeting by the seaside in the middle of winter was a classic cliche, but it offered him the best privacy and leaving them undisturbed and plenty of places to hide a body should anything arise.

He notices his regular informant at their meeting spot, but doesn't recognize the new face. Overhaul's eyes narrow and his suspicions rises, then relaxes his features as he approaches them, if they tried anything or try double cross him he will be as good as blood splatter in the snow.

The man talking with what looks like to be a child. They immediately hush and halt their conversation, recognition flashing on his faces as their spines straighten, retaining eye contact and the older man whisper his alias.

Asahi Ito. A seasoned cop with a sick wife and a son. He had blue eyes and brown hair, muscled and patches of grey in his hair. The man had been Pop's informant in his youth and now he was his.

A crooked cop who keep him informed for payment.

Pay a man enough and he will walk into hell. Every man has a price, even a cop, a man of the law. Paying to support his family, feed his child and sick wife, hospital bills eating him alive. Doesn't matter, it's an exchange. Both get what they need and want, so long as the man keeps his end of the deal.

Overhaul stood in front of the pair of men, gaze slipping from his usual man to the newcomer. "Who is this?" Hazashi Ito. Of course, Overhaul recognized the cop's child, but asked anyways.

The younger of the pair flinches as though the words were a physical blow, trembling. Despite his obvious fear he meets Overhaul's unrelenting stare.

"Overhaul," the older and taller of the two rasps in greeting, breath fogging in the icy air. "This is my son-" He points at the child when the yakuza cuts him off.

"Why is he here?" Overhaul pressed, wanting to skip the explanation, get what he wanted to get back home. This boy had to have been no more than ten, half younger than himself. Gaze shifting back to his informant's as he noticed they had the same blue eyes and brown hair color, he could see the resemblance. He was telling the truth. The boy was a younger and spitting image of his father, baby faced, without the battle scars and scared. He should be in bed, not out in the cold with his father meeting a gangster this late at night.

"My wife is in the hospital and I couldn't leave him alone, Overhaul, Sir." The informant answered without hesitation.

Overhaul's eyes narrowed, returning to the boy. "How much does he know?" His hands slip out of his pockets, one hand fiddling with his gloved in warning. "He's a liability, you know."

"He has a good head on his shoulders, Sir. I've already talked with him before we came." The informant replied, his arms wrapping around his son, meeting his gaze. "Isn't that right, Hazashi?"

Hazashi met his father's gaze, then Overhaul's as he swallowed nervously and nodding his head. "Y-Yes, Sir."

At least he taught his boy some manners.

The yakuza hums, offers a curt nod in return. "So you have something for me?"

The child reaches into his coat and retrieves a large sealed manila envelope.

His gloved hand shook slightly as he passed the envelope to Overhaul, from the cold, or fear, or both. It didn't matter. They had been waiting as the temperature dropped, but knew the busy gangster wouldn't appreciate them calling off their agreed randevu point without his permission.

They had no choice but to wait until he appeared.

Overhaul tucked it away with inspecting it. "Payment will be in the usual manner, that is all."

"Thank you, Overhaul, sir." Asahi dip his head in acknowledgement, his son copying the action and whispering his thanks, their business concluded.

"Remember that my men are always watching, Ito." Overhaul reminded as he turned his back, glancing over his shoulder meeting both of thier gaze.

The pair only nodded, bowed and left, heading inside the abandoned warehouse where they money was kept underneath a secret compartment.

Overhaul continued walking without glancing back, Chrono and Mimic wanting up the road for him with the car.

Once back into the car, he leans against the seat and open the envelope. Unfolding the papers, updated and photographs taken, fall into his hand.

He pauses on the top photo.

A woman with wolf ears and a tail, her long silver-white hair loose and flowing with a braid in the back, flying behind her in waves as she takes a fighting stance in her workout gear. Her dark yoga pants are tight, rounded in just the right way along her backside, with a light blue sports bra and matching tank top doing the same amount of justice to her front.

His gaze glides over her body in a short time, snapping an assessment. It's her face that stops his professional mask from slipping. Staring for much too long at the next picture.

Her haunting and otherworldly multicolored eyes stare out from the image, one violet, one gold, a genetic rarity that makes her more beautiful in his eyes. Framing her pale face and full pink lips. He forces his gaze to the line of her jaw and confident notch in her chin.

Yes. Her eyes.

He could never forget them for as long as he lived, never.

He moved onto another picture of her eating at a food court, a iced coffee on the table and a Chinese food, and cheesecake on the side as she dug into her meal. The cute show of her overly sharp canines poking out of her lips as she smiled, clear joy in her expression.

Soon. He though, putting everything back into the folder. Turning his gaze outside the window, soon. She will be returning this coming spring. His gloved grip on the folder tightened a tad, he was already growing anxious, nervous and excited.

Chronostasis and Mimic said nothing, but even without them saying a word. They knew their Master was lost in thought of her again.

Soon their new Lady and Mistress will be returning to Japan, her rightful place beside their Master. The only woman Overhaul desired more and more as time passed, their promised time drawing closer and closer.

When that same baby and child would meet again as adults.

Mary.

--------- End of Prologue part 3 ------

I know the last bit seemed rushed, but I have no keep more moments between Kai and tiny Mary for later!

Tell me what you think?

@togeandmegumilover @fanofflames @slayfics @x-kiwi-03 @chainslobber @staitc-rj @madamebloodmoon @angelblueflame @nikki152006 @chainslobber @cherry-queens-blog @chisvki @metranart

[abiiors]

I don't want to sound like a Jamie dickrider lmao but their tour schedule is actually a pretty good one! They very rarely have shows two nights in a row and it's usually in situations like this weekend, where the places they're playing are super close to each other. Most artists have a much more grueling schedule--theirs used to be way worse tbh. Unfortunately, being on the road, getting sick is par for the course, especially in this weather.

I worry about them too and 2 years is a long time to tour, but they're used to it and have had months-long breaks throughout (February, May, mid-August to mid-September minus R&L which wasn't in the initial plan). The industry as a whole needs an overhaul to better take care of artists and make them less dependent on touring for revenue, but I'm sure the guys are taking care of themselves and know their boundaries🙂

no i get what you’re saying, obviously i don’t mean to sound like the band have zero say in how the tour is scheduled because they do! but from an outsiders perspective, especially when you take travelling back and forth into consideration it suddenly adds up to so so much!

and even their break between atvb and satvb wasn’t a complete break because they did add a few festivals here and there.

idk back when they announced satvb na and posted the schedule and carly commented 💀 like sure that was a joke but it just always makes me think at the back of my head that maybe their families also think it’s really hectic.

but yes! i do see your point, especially about changes in the industry as a whole. and even then at the end of the day I’m not an expert in any of this, this is very much a layman’s opinion

[insidekaz]

I'm in a bit of a creative overhaul...

No, I don’t mean creative burnout, but rather a spontaneous and spiteful sensation has over the creative gears in my mind and is allowing me, for once, to actually get long-postponed products done. Of course, this randomized sense of productivity wasn't based on much personal choice, but rather the procrastinated realization of being hurt by someone I believed I could trust. As the saying goes,

To be burned by the candle once is to remember the pain forever.

At least, I think that's how it goes. Can't really remember on if I've heard it from somewhere or if I just made it up one day.

Regardless,

I've been inspired to shove all creative output to the front of my mind and banish the negative connotations I have about myself to the back of my head until... I'm ready to deal with them.

Yes, I am aware that I'm constantly prolonging the possibility of talking about my problems, but let's not focus on that right now.

This post has been sitting in my draft for about three days longer than I've wanted it to, which is a bit concerning on my part, considering that I usually get these post done same day.

I've just been s t r e s s e d if that makes any sense. I'm behind on some projects, missed deadlines on others, and now I'm just sitting her wondering. All of these ideas I have in my head, written down, and the files are all put together, probably more put together than I'll ever be. Why is creating the final product so hard? Like, I'm all hyped up to get my work out there, yet actually reaching the finish line seems to be the fucking hardest thing, if that's a relatable feeling at all.

And I already know what you're thinking: "Kaz, if you're getting this stressed about content creation, maybe it just isn't for you."

Trust me, I've already been told that several times more than I want to. This is stressful, yes, but no one said that this was going to be easy, did they? I'm not stressed cause I think I won't succeed. I've had may more people tell me that my rather unorthodox way of thinking is entertaining. Hell, maybe I'll be able to actually monetize my antics and not be living paycheck to paycheck.

It's the fear of my madness being rejected that scares the shit out of me.

It's the very idea that my crazed mind will be further alienated from society than it already is that keeps me awake at night. I take anti-psychotics, but they less allow me to take a handle on my mind and moreso make me marginally more socially acceptable for the outside world. Trust me when I say that me off of my meds is an experience that's only comedic once.

FUCK

THIS

POST

IS

LONG

Prime example as to why I don't allow myself to go on full rants like this. If I allowed myself to get all of my thoughts out, I might get the attention of either a famous author who wants to take me under their wing or a few scientist who might wanna study me to see just how I tick on the inside. I better hop off for now. Might come back in a few days, might not. Don't worry, I'm not going to go and do something stupid. If I do, I'm sure someone who cares is gonna find me alive.

[badxsshottiexllie]

@spoocys-glade-of-dreams

"Wait what?!" Jesse sighed. He could have asked for his fellow resistance members and Murfy for help?! Now he just felt like a giant idiot. Not that he already didn't feel like one after the stunt he pulled. Then there was subject of treating Ellie like some sort of trophy. Boy did he feel extremely guilty about that one.

"I...put Ellie on some sort of pedestal, like some sort of goddesses that was out of reach. But at the same time...I wanted to be with her. She was beautiful, smart, selfless, and brave. Unfortunately, I didn't have the confidence to tell her how I really felt. Let alone show anyone my true feelings. I've never been good at expressing my emotions. The only one I showed my true feelings to and understood me was my childhood friend Rosemary."

"It was her idea to join Natalie's resistance group, because like everyone else, she was of course sick of Eden's bullshit and where ever she went I went. She was the one that kept me in check and was basically my rock. I know when she was alive, Ellie and Rosemary often butted heads but other than that they would get along pretty well."

"I think Ellie said one time that her friendship with Rosemary reminded her of your friendship with Ramon. I guess....it was pretty similar." The blonde paused for a moment, thinking back to the moment that his friend died. "Rosemary died saving Ellie. I blame myself all the time for not being able to save her. I miss her everyday."

"Ever since she died on one of our missions, I took a mental downspiral. It just seemed like I was colder to my fellow resistance members as usual. Then of course I had this crazy idea of waiting until after I graduated medical school to apologize to Ellie and confess my feelings to her. Even though Rosemary was gone, I knew I at least had Ellie in my life."

"But then she was starting to become interested in Ramon, and I basically went from being worried about her, to being jealous, to just....being this evil monster with no soul. If Rosemary was alive, I would never have done any of what I just did to Ellie...to anyone...I've felt so lost without her...."

"I've been a huge mess for a long time and I've only come to this realization now. God, I'm such a pathetic piece of trash of a human being, it's not even funny. With that being said, I would like to do an overhaul on my mental well being and my demeanor in general. At the same time, I don't know what Natalie and the others have in store for me in regards to my fate, so I have to keep that in mind as well."

"I figured that's what Hoyt would do. Honestly, regardless of who has this type of information, it's for the best that I don't go into the medical field. It may have been my dream job for the longest time, but that doesn't mean I would have been cut out for it. I guess the only bright side to this is at least I don't have to worry about student loans. Rosemary helped me get a scholarship for medical school."

"I know no one trusts me after the shit I just pulled, but I have no intention of contacting Ramon and Ellie. The last thing they need is to be bothered by me. I wish them nothing but happiness and I hope their together for a long time. Ramon will no doubt flourish as an amazing resistance member. Based on what I saw at Hoyt's Warehouse, he definitely has the skills to back that up."

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"It was...really intense back there. I know it will definitely take me some time to heal. But I know I don't have to go through all this alone. So...that helps..." Ellie received the first aid kit from Mona and smiled. "Thank you, for coming to save me too. I really appreciate you there and Bullfrog as well."

"Honey...I...have a first aid kit if you'd like me to help patch your wounds." The woman sat next to him on the sofa. "It just seems like yesterday that I was the one that saved your life. Now your the one that saved my life. Guess we've come full circle huh?"

"That's where you're wrong, Jesse. Look we may have been angry at you, but if you sought me out for genuine help when you needed it, I don't tend to hold grudges. I would have tried helped you.

Instead you chose to be selfish, and almost cost my team and Ellie their lives. That's not love. She's not some trophy for people to win. She can make her own decisions. Considering you weren't afraid to put your hands on her and put her life in danger like that, you need to get yourself in check if you want any chance at a healthy relationship and a job.

Hoyt's still runnin' around out there, and I know he's in contact with the higher ups of Eden. I have a feeling that you may have just gotten yourself blacklisted from your dream career. I know Hoyt. He's the type to do this if someone crosses him and they get away with their lives. Only reason Rayman's allow to roam free after everything is because the high council is afraid of this story getting out there. They've been trying to censor, silence, and hide it. And now you got to see why I brought Rayman onto the team in the first place. Not only does he have some good fighting skills, but he tends to keep a level head even in stressful situations like this one. He does slip up sometimes, but no one is perfect.

I'll tell you what I'm going to do with you, Jesse. I'm going to contact Natallie and update her on this situation since one of her team members was involved. Then I will be getting in contact with my boyfriend. Maybe you've heard of Floyd before. I'm going to tell him what happened here today. It'll be up to him on what he does with this information, but it's possible that you won't have a career in the medical field within Eden anymore. If Floyd doesn't do it, The high council will. You will not have contact with Rayman or Ellie unless they ask you for it. If I hear that you've been trying to get in contact with them and they don't want you to, I'll step in and I will make sure you never bother them again.

Do not cross me like this again Jesse. If you do, you'll find I can be a lot less merciful than Rayman."

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*Back outside the office where Murfy was speaking to Jesse, Ramon was sitting on the sofa in silence. He was just staring at the floor. He was in deep thought about everything that had happened, and the adrenaline was finally wearing off. He didn't know if Ellie wanted to be comforted or hugged right now, so he chose to just keep to himself for now.

*Raymona would enter the bathroom and grab the medical kit. She would walk to Ellie and holds the kit out for her to take.*

"Here's the first aid kit if you want to tend to Ramon's wounds. I know he's kinda quiet right now but I think the situation's finally setting in for him. He may not know if you want to be comforted or left alone right now. He does that sometimes when he doesn't know what to do. Just sits there in silence until someone gives him the okay for that.

Bullfrog and I will be around. Holler if you need us."

[sugoi-and-spice]

5, 2 and 20 for the writing ask !

2. Where do you get your fic ideas?

A couple of different places. A lot of it usually comes from other media. Like I'll be reading a manga or watching a show and think, "Huh, that'd be a cool concept with X character" - particularly for my AU's.

Play Nice was kind of inspired by Hot Gimmick.

The Bully!Dabi fic I'm working on, an anon-provided prompt, but when I saw it, I thought of the Lezhin manwha Head Over Heels.

I end up taking those ideas in completely different directions - in the case of the Dabi fic, MC is enduring the bullying because of the history they have together, whereas in Head Over Heels, Ha Yan is obsessed with the attention she gets from her bully - but the baseline idea kind of comes from the same place.

Head Over Heals/Bully!Dabi Fic - A bully-victim relationship that is a bit more complicated than it seems.

Hot Gimmick/Play Nice - Rich boy blackmails MC for sex.

Other times, stuff pops into my head while I'm listening to music/walking the dog. Some of them are ideas that I can't use in my professional writing since it's problematic or NSFW content (i.e. Stuff that I can not have my name attached to lol). Prompts and just conversations about the characters yields some fun concepts. And then of course, there's good ol' life experiences (blegh). lol

5. How many wips do you have?  What fandoms/pairings are they for?

Haha, quite a few. There are a few Persona fics and Osomatsu-san fics that I've basically put on the backburner while I focus on the projects I'm more passionate about at the moment. The WIP's that I'm currently, actively working on are:

Bully!Dabi x Reader - Currently planned to be three chapters. May expand once I'm done with Play Nice and if there's enough interest.

Overhaul x Reader - Long-form, 20+ Chapters Outlined. Takes place about a year before the canon. Reader is a quirkless daughter that's essentially sold to the Shie Hassaikai to pay off a debt. Chisaki realizes that he can use her to complete his research on the quirk erasing bullets.

Toga x Camgirl!Reader x Shigaraki / Toga x Shigaraki - Two Chapters planned. I'm pretty excited for this one actually. Essentially, Toga finds out there's a Camgirl that Shigaraki really likes and so she wants to kidnap her as a present for him, but ends up getting a crush on them herself.

Shigaraki x Stalker!Reader - One-Shot. Shigaraki realizes that he's been being followed, when he catches and manages to kidnap the person, he discovers that they were not following him for the reasons he expected.

20. Do you prefer writing AUs or canon fics?

You know, this is an interesting one. I don't know if I have a preference for one or the other, but I do seem to be writing a lot of Quirkless!AU these days.

For multi-chapter MHA reader/OC fics, I think I tend to have an easier time with AU's, if not for the fact that it can be tough to come up with an original quirk that feels believable and relevant enough to the story without being totally OP. Probably not a coincidence that my current Overhaul WIP features a quirkless MC. Lol.

One-Shots I have an easier time setting in canon. Same for multi-chapter fics in other fandoms like Osomatsu-san, Persona, & Yu-Gi-Oh!

I definitely want to write an in-canon multi-chapter Shigaraki fic at some point, just haven't been able to come up with an idea that I'm invested enough in and hasn't been done before.

[literalliterature]

tell me about "Vesalius," "Once," or both. give me that original fiction. none of that fanfiction stuff I want Pure, Unadulterated Jack Originals. pouring like oil-iridescence from your face holes. uncut and crude.

I'm going to talk about Once because Vesalius is completely up in the air right now with regard to what I want to do with it and needs a complete plot overhaul. Also, I love Once and really ought to get back to it after not really touching it for awhile.

So first off, "Once" is pronounced like the Spanish word for "eleven," not like the English word "once." The story is about fantasy cowboys because as we all know I have a very specific brand, and "elevens" is the name of a particular riding contest that cowboys would have, which carries on in some forms of rodeo today!

Anyway, for my snippet I will post the first opening paragraphs and then provide a bit more detail.

Before she got rabid, we had a collie that breathed heavy when she slept, same way Nets is doing now. Some nights I'd sneak her in from the north field and press my hand down hard on her haunches like I would do to a wall, and she'd give way all at once. She buckled over my knees and pressed herself flat. Long fur puddling all over the blanket, stuck full of burs or sometimes fat ticks that were all seed-hard and round, fur so thick I could stick my whole hand in without feeling her ribs. I think of her, and I think of pelts with just the heads and legs attached. But her breathing was deep and loud and sometimes the only way I knew I hadn't come loose from the world and floated up into the sky. Every breath deep and strong enough to fuel a growl, every breath a puff of sage smoke. I liked that dog. Begged Mother to make a little sibling out of her for me, but only a damn fool would make a child out of a pet and furthermore I've only got the one hand left, is what she told me. And then the dog got rabid anyway, but it probably wouldn't have worked out even if she hadn't. I reckon I wouldn't want that now. Wouldn't be kind to anyone, really, trying to love something like a person when you'd been used to loving it like an animal.

Funny that someone named Nets should remind me of a big old dog, I guess, but it's always been funny, what she reminds me of. Her breath is textured, like the collie's was. It roughens as it runs upstream out of her. I've got nothing to do all night except imagine the path it takes to leave her, starting right from the place where you can feel the throat stick to itself in a dry swallow, coming up and scraping all along the roof of her mouth until it gets past the teeth. She lies on her side and curves her large body into the shape of a crescent moon or empty bowl when she sleeps. I'm small enough to tuck inside her cavity. My belly's to the stub-grass, and I rest my chin and gun barrel on her bicep, since her arm's flopped out. She makes a den of herself, and I don't think too hard about it. It's warm enough, anyway.

So this story focuses primarily on the complicated, potentially rekindling relationship between Nets and the narrator, Millstone, after a long separation, but everything is Not What It Seems about Nets and maybe never was etc. etc. ad infinitum. In the world they live in, human children are Born, capital B, as opposed to being lowercase born, the way that animals are. Being Born like a civilized person means engaging in a magic ritual involving, among other things, the death of an animal that ends up being transfigured into the new child. Mill was Born from a coyote, Nets was Born from a passenger pigeon, and both of them work as "midwives" in addition to regular cowboys--i.e., they help conduct the Birthing ritual for people using the cattle that they herd when requested.

Anyway originally this was going to be a short story but it may turn into a novella, because I'm having too much fun with the world's superstitions and taboos about what it means to be Born from one animal versus another, whether it is possible to revert back to the animal that you were before, etc.

This was incoherent because it's 5:30 AM but lemme know if you want clarification. Thanks Luna <3

[notacoward]

Severus eventually managed to escape all of the ruckus out on the back porch. He didn't even know why they had a porch, and there had to be a lot of magic at play to ensure nobody saw them. He wouldn't question it too much, and just trusted that Dumbledore knew what he was doing. When he had come into the Order, he had had to do a complete overhaul on the security and protective wards on the house. It had taken him all of a week to figure out where Headquarters was when he was solely a Death Eater, and that was just because he had been determined to keep tabs on Lily. He was sure it wouldn't take long for someone else to do it if he didn't intervene. Now... he'd be impressed if anyone happened upon them.

He pulled out a cigarette and clicked his fingers to light it up, a small spark flaming the end of it. Taking a few drags, he puffed out some smoke and closed his eyes. Sweet, sweet bliss. He didn't get to smoke as much as he wanted at Hogwarts, purely because it was difficult to find a secluded spot, and every time he had, McGonagall had somehow found him and bollocked him for it. Couldn't she just mind her bloody business? He loved the woman, but Merlin's beard.

Sucking in more smoke, he stared out into the darkness that surrounded the house. It was eerily quiet, despite them being near a traveled road. It was just the magic at play, he knew, but it still was sometimes too quiet. It forced him to actually listen to what was going on inside his head for once. Severus rarely ever wanted to be alone with his thoughts, despite wanting to be alone most of the time. That was purely from a 'he hated everyone' standpoint.

Most everyone, anyway.

His stomach turned and he felt a familiar twinging in his chest, and as expected, the back door opened. He quirked his head, the woman who drove him mad coming into view. "I don't want you breathing this smoke, Lily," he said, which was true. He had smoked for a long time, even before they had stopped being friends. She had scolded him for it at first, claiming it was bad for him, but had given up after a while. She had always been understanding of the situation with his home life.

He looked down at her as she came to stand beside him, holding the cigarette away from her. However, at her look, he frowned sheepishly, and slowly handed the cigarette over to her so she could have a drag. "I need to mark my calendar," he muttered. "They're bad for you, don't you know? Causes cancer and whatnot." He was only teasing, which he knew she knew, but he couldn't deny how hot she was. Fuck. He had it so bad, even now. It was even worse now, especially when she looked so mouthwatering.

"How are you not frozen?" he asked, eyeing her clothing. He loved her outfit, but it was definitely meant for an indoor party, not outside in the snow. He wished he had a coat to offer her. All he had was a silent warming charm that settled over her. Hopefully that would be enough.

"I'm sorry, Lils," he then said quietly, finding it hard to look her in the eyes. However, he knew he had to. Lifting his head, he stared at her intensely. "I think about that horrible day every second. Every second. You were right to do what you did. I wasn't good any more. I still am not sure if I can even get that side of me back. I may be too far gone, but... I'm trying to be better. I'm trying to be the old Sev you knew. But please know that I regret every horrible thing I did to you, and every horrible thing you've endured because of something I did. I promised to take care of you forever when we were nine and I broke that," he said. He was trying to do it now, but that didn't excuse the last ten years. He could feel himself welling up, and his throat was tight, but he was going to power through. "I miss you so much," he whispered brokenly. "I miss you so much it hurts. My bones ache from being apart. We aren't meant to be apart. We're best friends, we're always supposed to be best friends. I'm so sorry I ruined that. I don't have an excuse, just... an explanation that I was a stupid fucking kid and didn't know what he had until it was gone. I never thought of you as anything less than perfect. I let my humility get the better of me and I took it out on you, when I never should have. I know I don't deserve your forgiveness, but I will get down on my hands and knees and beg it of you every day for the rest of our lives if that's what it takes. Please," he said sadly, a few tears rolling down his cheeks. He hung his head in defeat, shoving his hands in his pockets. "I am lost without you."

Passing fancy aside, Lily was just hoping she would have the chance to actually talk to him again. If his stay at Headquarters didn't prove that he was on their side - or at least not the enemy - then his success in managing a quarter of Hogwarts had to. Last time he was here she didn't get the chance to really clear up what happened between them, and if there was any chance to move forward they just had to. She missed his friendship, even if it would be different now for obvious reasons. Slightly unsure if his hesitancy was good or bad she let Marlene drag her away, glancing once over her shoulder before throwing herself into conversation with her friend.

Maybe he hadn't missed her at all, or the dress was too much. Marlene had promised her she looked fantastic, but… her idea of fantastic was a little out there at the same time.

It was too late to run up and change now, so she would just make the best of it and have a good time tonight. Happy when Dorcas joined them the three stuck together like they usually did, baiting the boys from across the room or gossiping about this or that.

Really she couldn't have made it over these last few months without her friends. The outings were still very few and far between, much more so than she would have liked, but realizing she knew about the target on her back the both of them had opened up a lot more instead of feeling like they had to keep secrets.

There was a tiny bit of resentment towards Dumbledore for trying to keep her in the dark, but logically she knew he was only trying to keep her alive. Just because he went about it in a stupid way didn't mean she shouldn't be grateful about it.

Whatever he had told to Severus had apparently extended to the Mauraders as well, because though they avoided him like the plague none of them were actually trying to start something. As the evening wore on more Order members started to file in, the house becoming loud with chatter and a chance to socialize for the first time in a good while.

The Longbottoms, Alastor, and Minerva were her favorite three to see outside of people who stayed here all the time. Her and Alice had always gotten along so well, Lily having been a bridesmaid in her wedding, and she couldn't even remember the last time she got to actually talk to Minerva directly instead of through letters.

Alastor was just a riot whenever alcohol was brought into the conversation, so she enjoyed his antics and kept an eye out for Severus through the evening. She wanted to go over and talk to him, but with everyone else around she didn't want to cause a fight. The few times she did catch his eye brought a little smile, one that she hoped would prove she at least wanted to be friends instead of flat out ignoring him anymore.

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Go Go Nekoma! Push it, Push it Nekoma! Coaches Chemisty (pt. 1)

Warnings: Angst, breakups, mention of virginity loss, Swearing

⚠️THIS FIC IS 18+ NSFW, MINORS DNI ⚠️

Word count: 6000+ (split into 3 parts)

"I'm really sorry Y/N. I just don't see this going anywhere. We are both leaving for college soon and going to different schools at that" your boyfriend of the past 2 years, Naoi Manabu said as he looked down to the ground kicking the dirt below his feet.

Your eyes watered as you drown out the words he's saying.

"B-but we can make this work. I can come see you on weekends and we can still see each other over holidays and school breaks" you plead trying to save a relationship you know is doomed.

The past weeks had been rough to say the least. Manabu had been growing distant from you. Making excuses and staying later for volleyball practice to avoid walking home with you. To say it hurt would be an understatement. It broke your heart.

"Y/N I'm sorry, I just can't do this" Manabu said as he looked up seeing tears welling in your eyes.

"I love you. Doesn't that mean anything?" You say sternly as tears roll down your cheeks.

"Y/N-" he starts saying as you place your hand in front of his face.

"No. Don't. I gave you everything. I stuck by you through it all! I stayed late to walk with you home from volleyball practice. I came to as many games as I could! I stayed up late helping you study! Fuck I gave you my virginity!" You scream.

The emotions are just too overwhelming.

"Y/N-" Manabu tries to say as you turn.

"No. I'm done. Good luck with your life Naoi" you turn away letting the tears flow as you start to jog away.

Almost on cue the sky opens up and rain pours down on your head. This is just like one of those awful romance novels. The girl gets dumped by the love of her life only for rain to continue to dampen her day. Just fucking fantastic.

This was quite literally the worst day of your life.

*8 years later*

"Y/N darling can you please water the flowers outside. I forgot to have Vee do it this morning" Your boss asks you politely with a smile.

"Of course! Let me just finish this arrangement and I'll get to watering. You can head home if you like Bella. I know your poor husband must be starving waiting for you" you giggle as Bella rolls her eyes.

"Let him die. No good worthless piece of crap. Couldn't even take the garbage out last night like I asked him too" Bella huffed as she walked over to your table.

"Stay single Y/N, trust me getting married is for the birds. Sure you meet some handsome young man and he charms his way into your life but the MINUTE he says 'I do' its all down hill from there" Bella says to you as she sternly shakes her finger.

You can't help but laugh. Bella is in her 70s and has been married to the same man for 50 years. He's really very kind and helpful in the shop when he comes and visits. Sometimes you think Bella expects too much from her husband but she's quick to shut you up.

"If you don't establish dominance Y/N, these men will walk all over you! You are young and beautiful. You don't want any man. And if you do, find one who will worship the ground you walk on. A man who will lay his coat over a pile of manure for you to walk. A man who will put your pleasure before his own" she says as she lectures you for the 10th time this week.

Bella loved you like her own daughter. Her son had moved away years ago and wasn't around much. She often invited you and Vee to have dinner with her and her husband. The dinners were entertaining to say the least. Usually ending with Bella ranting about how naive women now a days are or how shallow men are.

You enjoyed your time with Bella and her husband even if you didn't share the same sentiment as Bella did.

You hadn't been on a date in over a year. Every relationship seemed to go the same way. There was never a connection. You tried hard through college and after to find someone but always managed to come up empty.

After you graduated college, you took a high paying job in Tokyo. While you were more than qualified for the job, it provided you with little pleasure. It wasn't until you stumbled into Bella's flower shop that you found yourself truly happy.

Surrounded by beautiful flowers and arrangements. It was like heaven. You returned to Bellas weekly to get a bouquet. Soon you found yourself becoming friends with Vee and Bella. It wasn't until Bella mentioned needing help that you made the decision to quite your job and start anew. While the jobs pay was much less than you had become accustom too, your lifestyle really didn't change. You sold your suits in exchange for overhauls, shorts and t-shirts. You got accustomed to dirt below your fingers rather than finely manicure nails. Sure it was a big change but you were so much happier.

You're days were long and busy. Often starting early and closing late. You didn't have family close by, and no significant other so you often took extra shifts and offered to help so the other two ladies could enjoy their husband's.

Both ladies knew about your past dating relationships and the "one that got away" as they so ironically referred to it.

You couldn't lie to yourself. You often thought of Naoi Manabu.

What was he doing?

You were sure he had to be married by now. It had been 8 years since you had last seen him.

After you broke up, you avoided the man like the plague. It helped you only had a week before school ended and you graduated. It didn't seem like he was too worked up over your break up. You had spent far too many nights crying over him.

You felt like you had lost the love of your life.

You, in fact, had.

💐🏐💐🏐💐🏐💐🏐💐🏐💐🏐💐🏐💐🏐💐

"KENMAAAA" Coach Nekomata screams "stop running from the ball! We've been over this a million times!"

"I'd like to keep my limbs thanks" Kuzome Kenma whispers as he turns back to see Kuroo Tetsuro snickering.

"Kenma you act like you've never blocked a ball in your entire life" Kuroo teases the setter mercerously.

"Well I wouldn't have to if someone had read into the switch" Kenma glares at Kuroo who's smile drops.

"Alright that's enough" Naoi shouts as the boys return to their practice match.

He sits next to Coach Nekomata as he sighs "do you think they will be ready for nationals? We've only got a month before we leave. They've still got a long way to-"

"Naoi have faith. They will be ready. They are strong" Coach Nekomata smiles as he watches the boys continue to practice.

The game ends as the boys begin to pack up the gym.

Yaku Morisuke sighs as he finishes his stretches.

"Yaku what's got you bothered" Kuroo says as he kneels down to the team libero.

"I'm just thinking about Mai. I really like her but how do I even tell her. Confessing isn't really my strong suit" Yaku says as he rubs the back of his head.

"How about chocolates? Or maybe flowers?" Kuroo says with a smug grin "girls love flowers!"

"Tsk like you'd know Mr. Periodic Table" Kenma says non-chalantly as he walks by.

Yamamoto Taketora and Haiba Lev laugh at the rooster headed team captain as he glares at the 2nd year setter

"Are you even sure she likes short guys Yaku?" Lev laughs as the team shakes their head.

Yaku runs up to Lev kicking him straight in his back.

"Dumbass" Yamamoto shakes his head as he puts the remaining volleyballs away.

"Why don't we go check out that flower shop on the way home? What's it called like Bella's or something. It looks pretty nice" Kuroo says as he gestures to Yaku.

"Kai, you coming?" Kuroo says to his fellow third year and co-captain, Kai Nobuyuki.

"Sure I'll tag along" Kai speaks softly with a smile.

"Alright guys good practice! Remember we have practice this Saturday as well in preparation for nationals" Naoi shouts as the boys groan.

"And Kenma no skipping out. I'll have Kuroo drag you here if he has to" Naoi glares at Kenma who shakes rolls his eyes and huffs.

The boys showered and change, preparing to head to the flower shop as they wave their fellow teammates off.

Naoi boards the train heading home to his small apartment. To say things have gone to plan in his life would be an understatement. While he was doing what he loved, his love life was lacking to say the very least. He had tried numerous relationships, only to have them fail because he could never fully commit. He often found himself in a one-sided relationship where his partner would confess their love but he couldn't.

It became draining for the people he was with so he ultimately stayed single. He knew, in fact, what the problem was. The problem was that he had messed up the only relationship that mattered to him. He'd blown his chances with the only person whom he ever truly loved.

He had blown his chance with you.

When he decided to break up with you, he really thought it was for the best. He knew you had a bright future ahead of you and he couldn't help but feel like he was weighing you down. He thought it would be best to let go before it became impossible. Not that it wasn't hard to do. It broke him.

He found himself unable to date for years. You had been his first everything and you had been it. He eventually forced himself to move on. Having one night stands and short term relationships but never more. Commitment was hard when it wasn't you. He still kept the ring he had wanted to give you for your third anniversary.

Unfortunately he never got the chance to after he inevitably broke you heart. He often found himself staring at it, wondering how life would have been if he had in fact stayed with you.

By now you must be married with babies he thought to himself. It hurt to think about but he knew it would never be. You'd never be his. And he'd never be truly happy.

[quirkwizard]

What do you think would've happened if All Might or Nana Shimura had ended All For One before the events of the series?

So for this theoretical, I will say that All For One dies during that fateful clash he had with All Might five years before the story. It's the mostly likely point for it to happen and just makes this easier to talk about. Since this is actually difficult to discuss with how little is know of certain characters backstories or how long certain parts have been operating.

So if All For One died, I do think that Tomura would want to avenge his father figure. Tomura at this point is only fifteen and hadn't gone through any of the character development, so he's going to be a lot more brash and not think things through. However, I do think that level heads will prevail in the form of Kurogiri trying to keep Tomura safe and not fighting All Might. But then comes the issue with All For One's criminal empire. If All Might had been dismantling All For One's empire before their fateful duel, then Tomura wouldn't have much to work with outside of Kurogiri, Hood, and a maybe a few Nomus. Gigantomachia is a bit of a wild card. He certainly wouldn't respect Tomura enough to follow him, so he may just go on a rampage or fall into a depression. If he does ramapage, I do think All Might at this point could beat him. As for Garaki, he may just end up cutting his losses and leaving. All For One is dead, all of his resources are gone, and the empire has been falling apart for a while. If not that, he and Kurogiri could try prop up Tomura as a figure head, but no one is going to follow or respect a young, inexperience brat. He wouldn't garner any fear or respect. It would basically be what happened with Overhaul all over again, but even worse since Tomura has even less back up then before. So Tomura is effectively powerless. Like all great conquering empires, it effectively died with its leader.

As for any non-immediate effects, I'm not sure how the Hero Commission will react to this. While All Might did kill someone, potentially harming the public of him and heroes in general, but he also killed the Dark Emperor of Japan. So either they would try to cover it up like before or start spouting it everywhere. The MLA might try to take over the power vacuum left behind by All For One, trying to garner more resources to disrupt the peace. All Might still might give Izuku "One for All", as the events of All For One don't really effect whether or not he would meet Izuku. Though All Might's retirement would be a bit prolonged as he doesn't waste his embers on fighting the USJ Nomu or All For One a second time. Arcs like Shie Hassaikai and the Hero Killer would be changed. In fact, Iida might even die given the circumstance leading to Izuku saving him were caused by the Nomu attack. Meanwhile, others like the USJ, Forest Training, and the Hideout Raid just don't happen. Bakugou's development may be changed or not even happen since he wouldn't be capture. Most of the members of the League would likely be captured or still on the run. Dabi is a little bit harder to pin down since he had very different goals in mind, but I'm not sure if he could pull off. If Endeavor does become the Number One hero, he wouldn't exactly have the same kind of massive reach that skeptic gave him to spill that dirt.

[butteerfly]

— Dating bnha boys ♡

headcanons 🦋

(don't judge me, I'm so insecure that I'm using the translator 🤡)

WARNINGS: mentions of non-con, toxic relationship y aggressive attitudes (yeah, I stan villains)

katsuki bakugo; shoto todoroki; izuku midoriya; dabi; chisaki kai; shigaraki tomura

KATSUKI BAKUGO

hates yelling at you, he can never do it no matter how hard he tries

you are his girlfriend for a reason so you deserve all the kindness in the world

loves to cook so you can taste the food

and since you both like spicy, extra spicy couple !!!

teaches you to use the knife carefully, holding your hands from behind and with his chin on your shoulders 🥺

powerful couple, you always train together

hates the idea of ​​deku being your best friend but accepts it

you have to hug him first

don't forget to hug him

In private he is very affectionate, but in front of your friends he only holds your hand.

possessive boy

If you don't talk to him for a whole day, thinks you're going to break up with him

is insecure with your relationship, but you fix everything by talking

You talk a LOT, that's why you hardly ever argue

you play video games on saturdays until 6 in the morning

you beat him in the middle of the games

pillow fight

Not a real fight, but a fight after all

He always throws you out of bed, he's so strong darling

he always carries you on his back

just love him, sometimes he's a bit rough with you but he doesn't do it with the intention of hurting you

SHOTO TODOROKI

at first he was very shy

you make weird things happen on his tummy, don't blame him

he loves your smile

and your laugh

and also your eyes

this boy is crazy about you, so in love

play with your hair, so soft

he is a flower boy

And since roses are your favorite flowers, don't be surprised if one day he arrives with a bouquet of 100 red roses just for you

Rich boy, he buys everything he likes for you even when you don't want it, just let him be

you share rings, he chose them

you have dates next to the sunset

and always carry chocolates for you

your quirk is not the strongest, but he knows how smart you are and he knows you could beat him in a real fight

you are his pretty girl

always tells you how pretty you are

and he blushes every time you remind him how beautiful he is too

he has trouble socializing, so there are a lot of words your friends use that he doesn't understand

you explain to him very patiently what he does not understand

you always give him soft kisses on his scar and remind him how beautiful he looks

baby starts crying 🥺🥺

you mean a lot to him

You do not understand how someone as kind and adorable as Shoto, went so long without being loved in the right way, because you have no doubt that his entire family, including his father, loves him very much, but you also know that many difficult things happened in the Todoroki family, your baby went through so many things :(

you came into his life to love him and give him the confidence in himself that he lacks, and he loves you too much for that

IZUKU MIDORIYA

he doesn't understand how someone like you likes someone like him

but you always remind him that he is beautiful in many ways, he blushes

you take a lot of pictures of him while he's distracted, you actually have a whole folder dedicated to him on your phone

It's hard to kiss him without him passing out, but you always do it to get him used to it ;)

you sometimes try to cook together, but ...

nothing better than a pizza night and some disney movies !!

you would really love to sit on his lap and hold him tight, but he would definitely die 💀

your dates are always in a cafe, he buys you a strawberry cake because he knows you love them even when you only mentioned it once

baby has trouble controlling his own immense strength and always accidentally breaks glasses with his hand

For that reason, he always hugs you carefully, he's afraid of hurting you :(

loves to play with your hand, which is considerably smaller and softer than his hand

you are his best nurse

the way you touch his scars, without fear of hurting him or getting hurt, just makes his heart fall more in love with you

In fact, you are the first person who, after seeing his room, is not ashamed of his fanaticism towards the former number one hero, you think his admiration is incredible.

you are the couple who give each other confidence and motivation ✨

villains

DABI

well .. this is complicated

you met him in a very dark bar, with dangerous people around you, you should know that nothing good was going to come out

And that's the harsh reality

If some man looks at you too much while you two are walking in the city, don't doubt for a second that he is going to start a fight for you

too jealous

always has a hand on your hip, wherever you guys are

kisses with him are always passionate, long and very loud, he always bites your lower lip until it starts to bleed

It is difficult to be the girlfriend, sometimes he spends MONTHS by your side, and suddenly, one morning you wake up and he is no longer by your side, you know that he left

You have no choice but to cry, you don't know if the tears are from fear and worry, or that your heart broke because the reason why he left is that he got tired of you

you hate him because this lasts many more months than he spends by your side

and you hate him much more when he comes back full of wounds

your discussion is very intense at that moment, it even ends in mutual physical attacks

you have many burns on your skin because of his quirk

he feels something very annoying on his chest every time he sees those scars

but not everything is bad, to the surprise of many

always steal vodka from some store for you, you two love to drink together until you lose consciousness

some nights, he carries you to the shared bed and proceeds to relax his whole body on yours, his head rests on the crook of your neck

take advantage of the moment to leave hickeys on your soft and sensitive skin

he's a fucking vampire, the next morning your neck is PURPLE

He also tells you about how stain's ideology means a lot in his disastrous life

you listen to him carefully and he falls in love much more because you are the only person who really listens to him seriously, even when your relationship has many ups and downs

CHISAKI KAI

I would dare to say that you are his girlfriend against your own will

he is fucking overhaul, he is with you probably because you are one of his whims

He is so cold, he never hugs you and never kisses you, sometimes you feel like you are nothing

but you have to understand something, his job and responsibilities force him to be heartless with EVERYONE

if you don't take a shower first, he won't let you sleep next to him

he won't even let you out of the basement if it's not for a good and justified reason

he always takes showers with you, it is the only moment he can share with you without a care

he even grabs you by the waist and kisses you really hard, which never happens

he is VERY possessive

you are HIS and nobody else's

for that reason he becomes very annoying on days when you don't want him to touch you

btw he doesn't care 💀

two of his men follow you EVERYWHERE

deep inside, you are one of his top priorities

does not tell you or anyone else, but constantly misses your presence and cares a lot about you

You better not get sick, because if that happens you are going to force him to use his quirk with you, and he may love you, but he is not a compassionate man

you love Eri, and you don't like what they do to her but you can't fight for her either, so all you do is play with her to give her something from the childhood she's losing :(

Kai sees this and doesn't like it, but admits that after playing with you Eri is less resistant, so it is beneficial to his plan.

Your boyfriend thinks that there are many things in the world that are wrong and the solution is to eliminate them, he also knows that you are wrong, but he sees a solution for you

SHIGARAKI TOMURA

(look at his arms omg)

dating him is DANGEROUS

dangerous and frustrating

he doesn't care if another man fucks you, if he's in the mood he won't waste time killing people for stupid reasons

you are the stupid reason 💀

well .. your discussions are INSANE

you THROW things at him, you can't let him get CLOSER to you, you know he won't hesitate to KILL YOU

Kurogiri: *sighs*

you cry a lot after arguing, like a LOT

He may be a psychopath, but when he calms down and sees your tears all over your face, something VERY annoying settles on his skin

"oi.. sorry" don't wait for more

He lets you hug him all you want, he won't admit it but he's SOFT with u

I think your relationship is not official, you are the woman he likes the most and makes him horny, he is with you when he wants

hands on your waist whenever you're around

and you're with the only person who shows his face all the time, he says it's easy to kiss you

he loves to kiss you, just kiss you, that's reason enough for you to be his girlfriend

lets you try different skin care with him, but IN PRIVATE

you always wear tight clothes and he gets horny 🥵

When he's this affectionate with you, he kills anyone who dares to look at you

Shigaraki doesn't know how to love, the only people who ever loved him are dead because of him

He is very worried that the same thing happens to you, help him to love you

you are the only person who holds his hands without fear of being hurt

and he doesn't understand why, but you make something inside him warm in a nice way

🦋🦋🦋

— I really hope you liked it, I am very new to this and my English is not very good 💀

[isabeauwolf]

Darkest Wolf: Overhaul x Mary

--- Prologue part 3 preview ---

It wasn't Pops, Ludolf, or Yuki who opened the door, but a very tall and muscular man. His silver-white hair was long and tied into a long, loose braid, his hard, sharp and amused violet gaze met Kai's as he smiled wide and tilted his head in interest.

Kai shivered and felt goosebumps appear and pebble along his skin, but he held the strangers gaze. His face remained impassive and his golden eyes narrowed, he didn't know why, but he shifted his position into a protective stand over Lady Sara and her child.

Free hand hovering over inches from the floor should the man attach.

His body moved on his own before he could think. He didn't know who he was, but he could tell he was powerful.

The strangers brow rose, tilting is head back and releasing an earnest and hearty, laugh. "So this is the boy I've heard about, hmm?" He ducked underneath the door, walked over the threshold and closed the screen door behind him. "Already overprotective of your Mistress and her heiress, I expect nothing less from a back alley, brat."

Kai's thin brow twitched with irritation. "Who are you bastard?" He asked, disgust and challenge in his tone.

Lady Sara cut in. "Father," she chastised lightly, covering herself, placed a burp cloth over her shoulder and began to burp Mary as she shook her head. "Don't be rude to Kai. He's under our and Pops protection now and our guardianship soon."

Lady Sara's father raised his hands in mock surrender, his smile widened and his fierce violets softened when he met his daughter's gaze. "Calm down, my moonlight. You know I have to give the boy a hard time." He chuckled, "I give the boy points for holding his ground and immediately protecting you and my precious Maria."

Kai lowered his arms and sat back down, his body still tense. Crossing his arms, observing the man more closely now that there was no immediate threat.

He wore a black suit with a red tie and matching vest underneath, his dress shirt was white and matching black loafers. Eyeing him up and down before meeting his eyes once more, Kai scoffed and grumbled underneath his breath, "Should have said you were Lady Sara's father to begin with."

The man laughed again, striding forward and ruffling Kai's hair as he passed, "such a smart-assed and rude little shit too. He'll fit right in."

"Do not touch me, old man." Kai hissed, shoving his bigger and heavy hand off. "You still haven't told me your name." He argued.

Sara cleared her throat, "Kai this is my father and clan head of our yakuza organization Hans Bliche." She pointed at him to her father, "Father this child as you well know is Kai Chisaki. The boy I saved a few days ago, Pops will be adopting him and I will be his co-parent. Technically, he's a new member of our family, your grandson." She smiled, and added, "Please take care of him. Also, be aware that he doesn't like to be touched, so please refrain from touching him without his permission."

Hans glanced over his shoulder at Kai. "I will try, but no promises." Turning his impatient gaze down at the bundle in his daughter's arms, kneeling in front of them. "Now, can I hold my starlight? Please?" Holding his arms out, offering to take the baby into his waiting hands, frowning.

Sara giggled and shook her head. "You may." Gently handing her baby over and warned. "Be careful not to move her too quickly she just ate."

"Yes, yes, I can smell the breast milk on her lips," he waved his daughter off, placing her into the crook of his arm and wiping the edges of her mouth with the back of his thumb. "There all clean, my little cute starlight." He cooed gently, smile softening as he slowly stood. "This is my third girl to hold and raise. Give me some credit. I know what I'm doing."

"You have no other children?" Kai asked curious as he raised an eyebrow.

"No." He replied, shaking his head. "My wife and I tried, but could only have one child." He admitted, frowning and his gaze turned melancholy. "After her passing, I couldn't force myself to take another mate."

Kai nodded his head. "Are you a shifter too?" He decided to not beat around the bush and ask flatly.

Both of the adults eyes widened.

"I see our secret is already out." Hans replied, meeting the boys stare, he wasn't lying. "The old man blabbed, I take it?"

Kai remained silent. He already knew and saw no reason to deny it.

Sara sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "I suppose it would be easier than lying to him all the time." Opening her eyes and standing, smiling and leading the way. "Come, let's go have lunch together outside in the garden."

Kai stood, silently following.

Hans picked up the diaper bag and followed, smiling down at his granddaughter. "Fresh air will do you some good, little one."

------ end of prologue part 3 preview ------

[msgrumpygills]

Social Media Anon Here!

Ask No "....

So.... what does this sale mean for Hooter's Ken and Walker...?

There are SO MANY good reasons to sell the CW. It's lose making and Viacom/CBS are rumoured to be putting themselves up for sale. HBO Max and Paramount serve the function of the CBS channel as a distributor... and as a production company, it ISN'T turning out saleable product. So selling it was almost inevitable.

1. it ISN'T a prime asset, it has poor content, a poor platform and, no one is really using its App. So, anyone who buys it is going to ditch Pedowitz and change direction.

2. What do Nexstar, the rumoured buyer own? 199 TV Stations and part interests in outlets like the Food Network. Their model is low cost repeatable low demographic products on a 24 hour service. Walker has the low demographic, but not the low cost.

3. I'd expect to see more reality TV, maybe some full service soap opera's, more repeats and cheaper new productions probably using more breakout stars. And THAT is the model of most TV who haven't been cushioned by a 10 year deal.

4. So, first off... I'd expect Walker's production costs to be cut. They did it twice bigtime with SPN (and it showed). it had a 3 lead cast and a high number of series regulars. I don't believe that Hooter's Ken is being paid anywhere near his SPN rate but he is still under performing for a principle asset.

5. One of three things will happen

(a) it won't survive a cut, it'll move to the WB as part of the deal if it is lose making (which I think it may be), it isn't performing well on streaming at all.

(b) it will stay but be subject to a major overhaul, which will probably involve Ken having to commit to more screen time. The running of several plotlines means he's pretty irrelevant to the show. If they are relying on it as a JARPAD show (which is how they market it) that's not a good thing.

(c) It will suffer a season 3 cut.

6. I don't think the Prequel will take off. It's too risky to prequel a tainted product , and Walker IS a tainted product. Two years ago 3.2m watched it and only 0.9m are still around. That is 2.3m who you would want to give the Prequel a shot, and who won't because they've decided they don't like Walker.

It will be all change again at the CW and everyone's head is on the block. Now it is a "Vision" game, if you don't fit the future vision of the Network, you are out.... Walker to me doesn't fit anyone's future vision I suspect.

Bizarrely Misha and his food programme seem a better bet...

I'm going to do another ask about Padatowers.... which is something another Tumblr picked up....

I feel like we may have discussed this, or at least you have, but if CW didn’t have that 10 year Netflix deal, do you think that it would have gone under sooner? 

Maybe that’s why Gen has been so desperate to get that ad money, Jared isn’t bringing in the SPN money anymore and we know that her big return to acting wasn’t anything to sneeze at. 

That’s one thing I see a lot with reviews/critiques for the show, that Walker is useless. He’s the title character and they market it as the JARPAD show, but in the actual show, he’s just kinda there. Even if they tried to get him more screen time, I don’t think he’s capable of carrying a show on his own. We saw how well that worked for him on SPN and if the show has already lost so many viewers with the Jared parade they put on, why would they come back?  Maybe he should have stuck to producing and not starring in the show, but we all know his ego wouldn’t allow him to let someone else take the spotlight. I know he claimed that he wanted to do more behind the scenes but his ego is too huge to not be on the camera. 

I could be wrong, but ever since Jared announced the prequel, it seemed like a big hail Mary to me. It’s in the same stages as the Winchester prequel was or even earlier, right? Why announce it so early when it’s not even close to being greenlit? 

I think Misha was smart in going for a travel/food show. No matter how many food and travel shows are out there, it’s a popular market genre.