#LIFE MOTTO ALERT | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

orochiposting · 1 month ago

Text

Naomi Senju | Part 1 & 2 Settei & Designs

+ full bio & facts !

art credit to @ redflowersuki on instagram ! Name: Naomi Senju 直美千手 Age: 26-27 (part 1) 30-31 (part 2) Date of Birth: July 13th Zodiac: Cancer Status: Alive Current Affiliation: Konohagakure Height: 5’2 / 157.5cm (part 1) 5’4 or 162.5cm (part 2) Weight: 120 lbs or 54 kg Rank: Jonin / Medical Nin MBTI: INTP Gender & Pronouns: Ciswoman & She/Her Sexuality: Bisexual Romantic Interest(s): Su (@/lemony_su on insta), Zanaku (@/cursedjinchuriki on insta)

Part 1 + 2 Facts ᯓᡣ𐭩

Daughter of Lady Tsunade and Jiraiya

She was a child prodigy

Wood Style User

Begins training for her Hundred-Healing’s mark with her mother during part 1 & unlocks it at the beginning of part 2

Attained one of Orochimaru’s curse marks around the same time as her teammate Anko. (one of the early forms, before Jugo)

Her Curse Mark form’s design is inspired by a mouse.

The Jonin vest she’s worn since age 16 when she became a Jonin once belonged to Orochimaru. It is among his abandoned belongings after he attacked and fled the village, and Naomi is unable to just leave it in the trash. She wears it as a reminder of who drives her hate, passion, and what she’s working towards (aka bringing Orochimaru back)

Spends most of her time in part 1 attempting to locate Orochimaru, both to ‘bring Sasuke back,’ and to bring her old sensei to justice. (or to bring him… home)

Often seen reading her father’s novels

Meets both Su and Zanaku (in that order) during early shippuden

Gains the sword of kusanagi after episode 138 of the anime.

Personality Traits ♡⸝⸝

Positive – Persuasive, Analytical, Convincing, Intuitive, Efficient, Caring, Blunt, Honest, Often on High Alert, Observational, Passionate, Intelligent, Calculated, Ambitious, Tactical, Creative, Studious, Witty, Unconventional, Aloof, Merciful, Understanding, Hardworking, Innovative, Resourceful, Resilient

Negative – Abrasive, Emotional, Bipolar, Stubborn, Morbid, Obsessive, Indecisive, Undisciplined, Somewhat Disorganized, Addictive, Impulsive, Paranoid, Resentful, Self-Destructive, Temperamental, Snarky, Restless, Sarcastic, Perverted

Life Motto – “If you’re not obsessed with your life, change it.”

Fun Facts⋆✴︎˚｡⋆

She is ambidextrous (both right-handed and left-handed, technically.)

Naomi roughly translates to “straight and beautiful.” The kanji for Nao means “blunt, honest, and/or frank.” And Mi which means “Beauty.”

A heavy drinker and regular smoker

She's read every one of her father's 'romance' novels

Close/Best friends with Kakashi, previously close & even protective of/with Obito during their childhood

Like her mother, she's often called a 'princess' due to her clan and heritage relating to the Hokages throughout the village's history.

Her favorite color is lilac

She's an 'oddly skilled cook' according to anyone who's eaten food prepared by her.

Spends most of her time attempting to locate Orochimaru, both to ‘bring Sasuke back,’ and to bring Orochimaru to justice. (or to bring him… home)

Capable of Water and Earth Release. Eventually learning how to perform Wood Style Release due to a mixture of reasons such as; Her Senju heritage, her natural chakra nature being water and her being capable of earth release, her chakra control and ability to mix the natures at will, and the Hashirama cells from Orochimaru’s initial curse mark form.

Despite taking after both of her parents in a multitude of ways, she refuses to ever begin or try gambling due to how it affected her relationship with her mother when she was young.

As a child, she felt insecure because of her albinism until her mother told her about her great-uncle Tobirama Senju - who also had albinism. Naomi began to wear her face paint like him on her cheeks afterward, but only two instead of three in a way to also nod to her father.

Attains Orochimaru’s old sword of Kusanagi after his death in Episode 138 of the anime. The sword being dropped after Itachi kills him, retrieved by Pakkun who is later tracking Sasuke’s scent and transferred from Pakkun to Kakashi to Naomi.

Clan Info⟡

Stats ❣

Ninjutsu - 4 / 4 Taijutsu - 2.5 / 3 Genjutsu - 3.5 / 3.5 Intelligence - 4.5 / 5 Strength - 5 / 5 Speed - 3.5 / 3.5 Stamina - 3 / 3 Hand Seals - 4 / 4 Total - 30 / 31

Likes

Reading

Romance or Action/Adventure Novels

Rain

Drinking

Training

Red Spider Lillies

Mice / Small Rodents

Smoking

Snakes

Cooking Meals (for herself or others)

Picnics

Long Hair (both on her or those she finds attractive)

Routine/Repetition

Competition

Caffeinated Drinks (Especially Tea)

Studying (Jutsu’s, Science and History)

Particularly Fond of Biology

Teaching / Educating

Misunderstood People

Children

Dislikes

High Pitched Voices

Hot Weather

Eggplant (the actual vegetable)

Having Her Picture Taken

Crowded Rooms

Mushrooms

Winged or Flying Insects / Bugs

Sweating

Lightning

Riddles

Her Hair Being Touched

Losing to Those She Considers Weaker than She is

Gambling Without a Strategy (So Most Gambling)

Sour Sweets or Foods

Laundry

26 notes · View notes

astrojulia · 1 year ago

Text

Navigation: ੈ♡˳Masterlist ੈ♡˳Template

ੈ♡˳Askbox ੈ♡˳Arts Credit

9th house through the signs

ARIES: You have a natural curiosity and prefer to learn through hands-on experiences rather than traditional academic settings. However, you are always open to educational opportunities that challenge and engage you. Your adventurous spirit drives you to seek out unique and exciting experiences, especially in new and foreign cultures. Traveling is a passion of yours, and you eagerly embrace new opportunities to explore. You hold your philosophical and religious beliefs with conviction, but you are open to hearing different perspectives and engaging in discussions with those who have opposing views. You value diverse perspectives and are always seeking to expand your understanding of the world. Your positive outlook and determination make you believe that you can achieve anything you set your mind to. You are independent and self-sufficient, which has given you a strong sense of direction and the drive to pursue your goals. You approach challenges with a warrior mentality, ready to overcome any obstacle in your path.

TAURUS: You have a practical and down-to-earth approach to life's challenges, which helps you to be successful in your endeavors. You often travel with a clear purpose in mind, and your practicality shines through in your approach. Your dedication to your studies has resulted in academic success, and you have developed patience and persistence from your experiences in the world. Even though you may take a bit longer to reach your goals, you are committed to your own pace and find satisfaction in the progress you make. You have a steadfastness that helps you push through any obstacles that come your way. Although it may take some time to figure out your exact path, you know that you will eventually find a practical solution that works for you. While you may be hesitant to try new things, once you get out of your comfort zone, you know how to have a good time in a straightforward manner. You are the friend that can be relied on to approach situations with a level head and practical solutions.

GEMINI: After gaining your independence, you found yourself seeking out new and exciting experiences. During your college or post-secondary years, you were incredibly active and involved in countless activities, always eager to broaden your horizons. Your diverse range of experiences has given you a unique approach to life, which others find fascinating. While some may criticize your tendency to explore every opportunity, you firmly believe that life should be kept interesting. You are constantly shifting directions, always looking for the next exciting adventure. Your motto is to always keep moving forward and try something new. The more you explore, the more motivated you become, keeping you alert and active. However, you can lose interest quickly, so your travel companions have learned to jump on new ideas and implement them immediately. You prefer to be on the move, always seeking out new places and cultures to experience. Air travel is your preferred mode of transportation, but you also appreciate the scenic route that rail travel can offer.

CANCER: You have a great appreciation for the idea of taking a nostalgic trip, but you're worried about being away from your loved ones and home. It might be helpful to bring photos of home with you on your travels. If possible, you would love to complete your education from the comfort of your own home. After graduating from high school, you felt like you had found your place in the world, and you hope to continue feeling that way throughout your college experience. Being away from the hustle and bustle of the world gave you the confidence to express your true thoughts and feelings. You possess an incredibly intuitive and emotional sense of direction. Your inner compass guides you towards what feels right, even if others might not understand it. Trusting your inner voice has served you well, and you've learned to rely on your intuition when making decisions. Feeling lost can be draining, but your natural compass allows you to assess any situation and figure out where you need to go. It's important to you to not always have to be logical and practical. You enjoy a night out, but you can feel a little needy at times. If you're not doing something exciting, you can start to feel down. However, you love making others happy by taking them on trips and creating memories together.

LEO: This aspect brings many benefits for long journeys and connecting with people from different cultures and nations, whether it be through commerce or other arrangements. You have a natural curiosity and desire to understand and bond with people from all walks of life, which is a valuable skill. You hold your principles and values firmly, and you never compromise on them. Attending church services is something that you find acceptable and important to both yourself and your family. Learning and traveling are two of your favorite things. You feel happiest when you're discovering new places and ideas. Traveling allows you to broaden your horizons and gain a new perspective on the world. On the other hand, researching and debating philosophical viewpoints also excites you and provides mental stimulation. As you progressed through your education, you discovered more about who you are as a person. You became more confident and self-assured in your identity, which is a great feeling.

VIRGO: You're a natural organizer, and you prefer to travel with a well-packed bag and a carefully planned schedule. While you may be self-critical, your drive for perfection will serve you well in pursuing higher education. Your love for traveling is strong, and you should always take advantage of any opportunity to do so. Exploring new places, whether for business or pleasure, is a fantastic way to broaden your horizons and connect with people who could have a significant impact on your future. Because you have a keen interest in intellectual pursuits, you'll find great satisfaction in exploring metaphysical or theological beliefs through reading and discussion with friends and colleagues. You're open-minded and enjoy a variety of perspectives, making it easy for you to shift from one idea to the next. While others may have more simple and straightforward religious ideas with less emphasis on ritual and ceremony, you have a sensible approach and enjoy learning about different cultures and beliefs. Your college and global experiences have taught you the value of paying attention to the small things. You've become more sensible and clear-minded after high school, and you now have a wealth of knowledge about various subjects. Keep exploring and expanding your horizons, and you'll continue to learn and grow in ways you never thought possible.

LIBRA: When it comes to long-distance trips or going abroad, your options might be a bit limited. But here's the thing, you're gonna want a caring companion to join you on those adventures, and most of the time, it'll be your spouse who gets to decide if you're hitting the road or not. But hey, maybe deep down, you're not that crazy about traveling the whole world anyway. It's not like you wouldn't do it if the circumstances were right, though. You've got this philosophical outlook on life, and you're pretty adaptable to whatever changes come your way without losing your cool. Now, when it comes to your beliefs, you tend to stick with the religion you were raised in, but hey, change is always possible, especially if you end up marrying someone from a different background. You're all about fairness and equality, man, and you want everyone to be treated right. Learning is your jam, and you always strive to be your best self. You've got mad respect for people from different faiths and cultures, and it's like they're just naturally drawn to you, or maybe it's the other way around. In a partner, you're attracted to someone who's got a sense of adventure, man. You don't want them to be possessive or suffocate you. You dig a certain level of independence in a relationship.

SCORPIO: You're the type of person who loves exploring new and exciting places. Like, you're always down for an adventure. And you're super into higher education and doing research. You're also pretty deep and contemplative, especially in high school. You've probably been through some crazy stuff that's made you more aware of danger and threat. And yeah, some people might think you're a bit paranoid or controlling, but you just have this feeling that something big is gonna happen. But here's the thing, you have this incredible power to understand things that other people can't. It's like you have this inner compass that always points you in the right direction. And even though it can be scary, it's also kind of awesome. You're not really into superficial stuff, so if you're gonna go on an adventure, it's gotta be something meaningful. And hey, you might even find yourself traveling for a specific purpose or mission.

SAGITTARIUS: Long-distance travel and exploring new places often lead to significant events or experiences for you. Building connections, whether in business or personally, especially with influential individuals, can bring you advantages. This might involve living abroad, working as a representative for a company or even the government in another country. You have a high tolerance for different viewpoints and a strong curiosity to learn about other people and cultures that are similar to your own. If you're actively involved in church activities, you might feel drawn to travel in a leadership role or engage in missionary work. You have a thirst for expanding your perspective on life and discovering what the world has to offer. You're a positive person who strives to live up to high standards. The freedom you always yearned for brought you great joy when you finally attained it. Your college or worldly experiences were liberating, enlightening, and perhaps a little wild. Now, your sense of direction relies on the feeling of being limitless and capable of achieving anything.

CAPRICORN: You have a desire to pursue higher education and obtain a degree. When it comes to global events, you approach them responsibly. Your travel plans are well-organized, and you're adept at traveling for work purposes. Long-distance trips are often related to conducting business or fulfilling obligations on behalf of a company, particularly when there's publicity or prestige involved. Personal travels, such as vacations, might experience delays or scheduling conflicts. It's important to take the necessary steps to ensure personal comfort before embarking on any journey. You have various options for transportation, including air, sea, train, and road, but traveling by land tends to be the most beneficial for you. Religion may not hold significant importance for you, and you might have a skeptical outlook on ideas that seem far-fetched. You prefer to rely on facts and data before believing something. Traveling may not be your favorite thing, and you typically only do it when it's necessary for work or fulfilling responsibilities. After graduating from high school, you became more aware of life's pressures and realized that you can't be as carefree or irresponsible as your friends, whether in college or in general.

AQUARIUS: You're all about embracing the strangest aspects of the world. Your journey in life is gonna be filled with unexpected twists and turns. When it comes to higher education, you might find yourself drawn to some quirky, technical, or scientific fields. And get this, your adventures to foreign lands might happen in the most unique and unexpected ways. How and where you plan and embark on a long journey could be influenced by your own ambitions and desires. You're likely to make long-lasting friendships with people from other countries, especially those who are fascinated by different cultures. Air travel is definitely your thing, while long ocean voyages won't be much of an issue. Now, let's talk about your philosophical beliefs—they're far from ordinary. You're not the type to stick to any specific religious allegiance, and under extreme circumstances, you might even be drawn to the radical fringe. Your beliefs are unusual, and you're open to a wide range of viewpoints. You're a progressive soul who enjoys surrounding yourself with people who challenge your opinions. So, how about going on some adventures and shaking things up in your life? Sounds like your kind of thing!

PISCES: In your dreams, you venture into the world, but you might struggle with the practical aspects of traveling and studying. However, you have the opportunity to pursue studying or traveling for creative purposes. This house represents long journeys and visits to foreign lands. If you're planning to travel, it's best to consider water transportation as there's a preference for the open seas. Make sure to plan your travel itinerary thoroughly, as there may be unforeseen restrictions or unexpected factors that need to be addressed. Your religious beliefs hold great importance to you, and you may be willing to make sacrifices in accordance with them. You're drawn to the mystical aspects of religion and may engage in rituals or ceremonies. Your psychic senses are highly sensitive, often leading to profound religious experiences or conversions. Your convictions shape your daily life and you may have a deep spiritual or religious inclination, finding solace and resolution in your faith. You may not be a frequent traveler and prefer to stay close to water. After high school, you became more adaptable and learned to go with the flow. College and other experiences helped you develop a sense of flexibility and adaptability. However, it also left you with a sense of direction that can sometimes be easily confused.

(CC) AstroJulia Some Rights Reserved

291 notes · View notes

inked-night · 6 months ago

Text

Rudbeckia, the endearingly obsessive and clingy girlfriend, had a knack for turning every trial in the foggy realm of Dead by Daylight into a full-blown melodrama. Her target? The stunning, enigmatic Illyana, who was the epitome of calm and patience (Qualities that Rudbeckia seemed to lack entirely).

Picture this: The trial begins, and the Entity’s fog envelops the macabre landscape. The generators hum ominously, and the survivors scatter like startled rabbits. But not Rudbeckia. Oh no, she’s too busy mooning over Illyana, her "precious, spectacular, and drop-dead gorgeous" girlfriend (Yes, those are Rudbeckia’s actual words. She’s not one for subtlety).

Now, Shen Jiu and Penelope—bless their souls—have the unenviable task of keeping Rudbeckia from going full-on apocalyptic. You see, when Illyana is in danger, Rudbeckia transforms into a Shakespearean tragedy waiting to happen. Her battle cry? "I shall reduce this realm to ashes, slay all who dare harm Lyna, and then dramatically end my own existence!" (She’s got the flair for drama, that one).

But wait, there’s more! Enter Cale, the resident idiot friend. He’s the guy who inexplicably cheers Rudbeckia on. Why? Because he secretly enjoys watching her unravel. It’s like reality TV, but with more blood and less dignity. Cale’s motto: "When life gives you a deranged girlfriend, grab some popcorn and enjoy the chaos".

And chaos there is. Rudbeckia loses her composure whenever an actual killer—especially Michael Myers—dares to breathe within a five-mile radius of Illyana. It’s as if Rudbeckia’s sanity meter drops faster than a survivor vaulting a pallet (Spoiler alert: She usually ends up dying in hilariously stupid ways because she insists on confronting these killers. Yes, even her ex-brother Myers, who seems to harbor a grudge against Illyana. But Rudbeckia? She’s convinced Myers is just trying to woo her beautiful Lyna. Talk about sibling rivalry).

Meanwhile, Illyana remains the serene lighthouse in the storm. When Rudbeckia inevitably bites the dust (Again), they both wake up in the Entity’s cozy cabin. Illyana never contradicts her lovable lunatic of a girlfriend. Instead, she showers Rudbeckia with kisses and soothing cuddles. It’s like a post-trial spa day, except with more bloodstains and fewer cucumber slices.

And then there’s Shen Jiu, the voice of reason (Or so he thinks). As he watches Rudbeckia’s antics, he contemplates his life choices. Why, oh why, did he end up with this motley crew? What karmic debt did he accrue in a past life to deserve friends who make the Entity itself raise an eyebrow?

30 notes · View notes

lilacartsmadsion · 3 months ago

Text

I’ve been bored so have a writing thing about the ‘That time I adopted a god AU’

Anger Capabilities:

Basically what happens if you anger one of the gods. And the consequences that will happen when it comes to it.

Now it takes A LOT to anger the gods, they get annoyed sure but to anger them completely is like a rare phenomenon and is used as a learning experience for everyone.

Ranked from Least Destructive to Most Destructive.

Strawberry Cookie.

Now Strawberry Cookie is still the shy and considerate Cookie she is, so she won’t fully express her anger, but if you do anger her or insult her ways she will leave you. Like love, if you treat love or the one you love horribly they will eventually leave you. Either through death or hatred. As the manifestation and the goddess of love Strawberry will leave your life forever.

The consequences of this is that you will forever be revolted both romantically and platonically. Everyone is repulsed by you unless you seek her forgiveness. This can range from the person responsible for angering her to a whole village or crowd angering her. Usually the cookie ends up dying alone or killed out of hatred.

Gingerbright.

I know, shocking. But Gingerbright just straight up gives you the silent treatment and ignores you and your prayers. She doesn’t answer nor does she care if you’re hurt unless you ACTUALLY change. The only reason it came to desperation for Poison Mushroom is because they lived in the dessert where food was not abundant. In addition to this, Gingerbright lets you fend for yourself. She won’t deny you crops or water however she will basically leave you to your own devices. Aka if your crops are no longer growing that’s your responsibility to fix it not her. In addition to this, if you fail to get food outside your living area you won’t be getting answers from her. Instead she’ll just focus on other villages for the time being.

The Consequences of this differ as either people find success through hardship or suffer more hardship, usually the latter. There is no more ‘fun’ or ‘joy’ just constant work just to get food or water or even money. ‘You are alone in this’ is basically her motto if you anger her completely.

Wizard Cookie

Of course Wizard Cookie is one of the ones you definitely do NOT want to anger. Most likely he’d be the one to physically retaliate. Wizard Cookie would be the most likely to send storms against those who wronged him or curse/summon a monster against the cookie. He is the one who is most likely to send disasters and hoards of beasts against those who dared to anger him and basically give you a lifetime of bad luck.

The Consequences are obvious, you cannot hide, you cannot run, you can only fight or seek forgiveness. Angering Wizard Cookie is no joke.

Gingerdozer.

Now Gingerdozer is more than the god of the darkest night, he is also the god of death itself, but letting you feel the abyss of death is probably too merciful. First he’ll let you experience what your life after death will be like if you do not change your ways. If you continue he will send crows and ravens to alert your time of death. Then in the crowd you will see his angel come forth lurking and telling you that your time has come.

And as you try your best to avoid him, suddenly he appears and sends your soul down where you belong.

The Consequences of this is usually unexplainable anxiety, fear and paranoia as well as subtle hallucinations. The reason as to why this is most destructive is because the angel (Licorice) showing up is unable to conceal himself in front of his victim, and as a bonus, if multiple cookies from the same area anger Gingerdozer, they will get the fright of seeing Licorice. As though the ravens and crows might just mean anyone, Licorice showing up is the final nail on the coffin that you are going to die.

This also causes slight insanity.

Gingerbrave/Nameless.

So now we have the one god that is incredibly difficult to anger, Nameless is unfortunately a really really kind god who tends to lean under the goodness of cookies’ hearts, so to anger him is like unleashing the very wrath of the Witches he slew.

Nameless is more than the god of light, he is the god of life, all cookies were made by him, the dough, the flavor and life powder. The other Five handle the rest (Wizard is the Mind, Strawberry is the Soul, Gingerbright is the Heart and Gingerdozer is handles mortality.) As such if you take advantage of life, Nameless will slowly take it away from you.

He first takes away your abundance, your mortal wants and desires, then he takes away your needs, your food your water anything that gives you life and nourishment, next he takes away everyone closest to you, leaving you alone in your wake and lastly, he appears before you, and takes away your power, your will and your mortality. He makes you relive the way cookies were originally baked. Into the realm of fire you go and never wake again.

Consequences? Usually other people around you are affected, and though Nameless feels sorry for those people they needed to find the motivation to see what wrongs that the person caused. Sometimes this unfortunately leads to others dying, but it is an ultimate consequence for when you anger the god who worked hard to keep others at peace.

Also land destruction at best…Nameless will actually STOP making plants grow, he will contaminate the waters and cause plagues in the process with the help of the other gods.

I mean damn he kicked out the Wizards what did you expect?

#cookie run kingdom #gingerbrave #wizard cookie #gingerbright #strawberry cookie #gingerdozer #dozer #that time i adopted a god au #so yeah my angry gingerbrave streak is still going #like I really really REALLY need to make it a point as not to anger gingerbrave #btw if you’re reading the tags #the ‘Realm of Fire’ is only reserved for those who anger Gingerbrave #the rest is handled by Gingerdozer #so yeah Cookies who burn alive are those who probably deserved it the most

18 notes · View notes

creepling · 1 year ago

Note

hi! happy 1k <3 may i request a piece with johnny x single mom reader + the prompt “will you stay?” “of course, i’m not planning on leaving anytime soon.”? i thought it’d be interesting if reader was formerly captured by the sawyer family, while she was on vacation with friends, but johnny relented and decided to let her go because of how badly she begged for her life & at the time her baby was only 2 months old, which she told him. so johnny being johnny as well, he was able to track her down a month later — at first just to check up on her, but he decided he wanted to help her raise her kid & kind of switch up his life since the baby’s father is (willingly) out of the picture. also reader is a young mom (early 20s), around the same age that johnny is, he’s just a lil older. they’re still warming up to each other/developing their relationship but to the reader’s surprise, johnny’s really good with kids & has done a lot to help reader out to give her a break? AAAA THIS IS A LOT OF INFO IM SORRY but i hope it makes sense & that you have fun with making something out of this <333

AAAA ok no but i love this, idk it makes sense for the sawyers to spare a victim if they have a kid?? the whole "family" motto would get to them lol. i love all your info but i apologise if i've missed out on anything. i've made this drabble more like a time passing sort of thing so i could include everything.

tags: angst. single-mum!reader. reformed!johnny. kid is gn (use of they/it). descriptions of trauma. johnny feels a lot of guilt. mild blood ment.

“Drop the god-damn knife, Johnny. She’s got a kid for crying out loud!” Drayton barked.

Johnny’s adrenaline shot through his body, tensing his muscles and trembling his hands. “Is that true?” He growled, eyes shot out at your petrified stare.

You pulled a Polaroid picture out of your pocket, your bloody hands staining the corners. You beheld it to Johnny, trying to steady your shakes. Johnny gazed at the picture, the newborn clouded in white, its eyes closed in a peaceful sleep.

“My baby . . . My baby. I need to go home to my baby,” You sob, begging on your knees, hysterics maddening all parts of your manner.

Johnny’s knife dropped to the floor, and he thought about every bad thing he had done. There was no coming back from this.

It had been a month of silence. A month of sleepless nights and looking over your shoulder. Breastfeeding became agonising. Your baby’s cries sent you into uncontrollable alertness. Your hair was brittle and your skin shallow, the stress shivering through your body like a ghost entering your soul.

The letters came around that time. Off-white envelopes with a few dollars in cash. All that was left was a note,

For the Baby, I’m sorry.

Meeting him again after the kidnapping was an anxiety-driven step, bouncing your baby on your lap as you waited in the diner booth. You convinced yourself you lost your mind, wanting to rekindle with your kidnapper. But you hadn’t heard from anyone since the birth; the baby daddy became non-existent. Your family refuse to return your calls. The only person willing to help you was Johnny.

He was silent across from you for a while. The only words he uttered were to order from the menu. He shovelled down an apple pie while you bottle-fed your child, lulling them to their afternoon nap.

“Why are you helping me?” You remember asking. Visioning Johnny’s deep gaze, his subtle glances at your first-born, a tinge of sadness glazing his eyes.

He said he owed you too much. Your baby deserved to grow up with a male figure in its life, and you deserved someone to protect you. The sight of your youthful features withering away from stress, the permanent damage he inflicted on you, ached your eyes and down-turned your smile. It kept him up at night thinking about you, struggling with the fussing cries and flashes of his brute force. He wanted to step up. He was ready for redemption.

He drove you back home, watching over his new companions with careful eyes. His arm outstretched as he turned the wheel, hoping not to disturb the baby’s slumber. The rascal woke up eventually, full of energy the minute you invited him inside. “Would you like to hold them?” You asked, unable to ignore his loving stares.

He felt like crying, holding something so precious. Knowing he nearly orphaned this child, ridding it of a beautiful mother. He swore to protect the kid, holding its gentle head and leaning it into his chest. His gentleness surprised you, the warmth filling your smile for the first time in months.

Johnny never left the house. He hadn’t seen his family in months and had no plans on returning. Your little one was proliferating, and Johnny got used to using his strength to pry the ankle biter from dangerous objects. He ditched the knives and retired into swinging the kid until they were out of breath from laughter. He stepped up, got a job, and brought money in to keep you secure.

He was a different man, and he changed you as a mother. He repented for his sins. He begged for forgiveness with every stare your way, with every gentle touch. You finally forgave him, praying that his presence is destined to be everlasting.

“Will you stay?” He held you in his arms as you choked up, clinging to his body.

“I’m not plannin’ on leavin’ anytime soon.” Johnny kissed the top of your head, his arms around you. Your loving touch soothing the aching heart he’s adorned for decades.

#johnny slaughter x reader #johnny sawyer x reader #tcm game #texas chainsaw massacre #angst #creepling.1k

104 notes · View notes

crystal-moon-101 · 8 months ago

Text

Species: Nacreidon Homeplanet: Shorfare Life-Span: 70 - 90 Habitat: Ocean, Coastlines, Jungles Diet: Piscivore/DurophagyTeuthophagore Breeding: Sexual Reproduction

Sexual Dimorphism: Both sexes are relatively similar, except male have longer/extended tail fins. They also have sequential hermaphroditism, meaning they have the ability to switch genders by choice.

Children start off as pure white, and are hard to tell the gender of until they are older. But given they can switch, it’s not something they fuss over in their culture.

Behaviour/Bio: The history behind Nacreidons is rather unusual, as a long while ago there used to be three other races that lived on the planet, though they were all land dwellers due to how hostile the oceans were, filled with aggressive wildfire. They were on the cusp of the Plumbers contacting them to start bridging them into the galaxy, but when they saw the three races break into a war, they left them to it and decided to come back later. And when they did, they found that they were gone, and now shrimp aliens were ruling the planet.

After making contact with them, they learnt the truth behind what happened. It turns out that the war bleed into the ocean, as they tried using the biome for resources and new ways to screw over each other, only to learn there was a fourth race that lived in the waters. The Nacreidon, who were not too happy about these intruders ruining their home, and so turned the tables as they immediately stomped out all three races, wiping them out, and now live on both the land, and in the waters.

While an unusual debut, the Plumbers did end up giving the connections to them, allowing them eventual access to the galaxy, where they have been a part of since. Despite their destructive history, Nacreidon are actually found to be rather chill, they just seem to live by the motto of “we don’t start fights, but we do finish them” in an extreme manner.

Given how hostile their oceans are, they were designed to be living tanks, with traits that allowed them to survive in such an environment. They can be very military like in a lot of their culture, including to not hesitate, and never leave a man behind. They have to stick together, and often live in big units, many members understanding that sometimes they must sacrifice something in the name of the unit.

As long as you don’t start something with them, they are reasonable people, just a little intense for some folks. Many of them joined the Plumbers happily, finding their field of work up their alley, and have proved their usefulness fast.

Abilities:

Water Blast - Inside their claws is a cannon like structure on their shell that they use to shoot dangerous jets of water. The blasts can break bones and even organs with ease, so it’s advised to stand out of the way.

Big Claws - When not using their claws to blast water, they can be used to smash and break things around them, being massive in size. They can also be used for blocking.

Roll-Up - They are able to roll up into a wheel shape for faster movement, or to ram into things like a death ball. They can also form a protective helmet/mask by folding the top part of their shell over their face, with holes they can stick a pair of eyes through.

Water/Land Breathing - Able to breath in the water and on land, even if the ocean is more their home than the land world.

Swimming - Able to swim rather gracefully with ease through the water, even if they may not be the fastest fish in the sea. Often using their powerful tails to guide themselves.

Signalling - With the paddle-like appendages on them, they often use them to signal to one another, often when they’re in the middle of fights or are far from one another. Similar to hand signals to give warnings, alerts to orders.

Sharp Eyesight - Their eye sight is incredible, able to see many colours and movement from a far distance, everything clear in their vision. It also helps they have multiple eyes, a pair on the front, one on the forehead, and another pair that can be twisted and turned in different directions.

Weaknesses: While they can breath on land, they function better underwater, and sometimes need to go back to rehydrate and take weight off themselves from walking around. They do not do well in intense heat and dry air. When they don’t roll up, they walk around very slowly, and do need time to roll themselves up. Their size and weight can be used against them. When they moult their new outer layer becomes rather soft for a while, making them vulnerable. Are most certainly not built for stealth.

#Ben 10 #Ben 10 Fan Alien #Ben 10 Alien Design #Alien Design #Creature Design #Alien #Shrimp #My Art

23 notes · View notes

dollsonmain · 24 days ago

Text

My results from that color oracle quiz thing:

Interpretation of the Colors You Find Most Pleasing

Of great importance to you now is...

...vigorous self-assertion.

You now want to pull out all the stops in order to achieve what you have planned. Your chances are good because if you feel something is important you are able to show initiative, grab the opportunity spontaneously and act with vigor. You can also display energetic efforts in your personal relationships: if you love or admire someone you are prepared to undertake quite a bit in order to win or hold on to his affection. You utilize a major portion of your powers for...

...alert self-protection.

You carefully scrutinize everything that crosses your path, and you don't say yes to it until it has passed your acid test. You decidedly and resolutely fend off everything that could hinder your personal development, and you keep your distance from unpleasant people who try to manipulate, define or influence you. The thing you have consciously planned is…

...relaxing favorite pastime.

When the difficulties of daily life or human interaction become too much, you prefer to retreat to your favorite pastime, a quiet hobby or into the world of your thoughts, dreams and fantasies. If you try to achieve the necessary balance to daily routine through a regular practice of meditation, you will find what you have actually been looking for: inner detachedness and peace. It would also be ideal if you could occasionally spend time in the great outdoors. You believe a particular help in achieving the inner peace you desire is…

...optimistic self-encouragement.

Again and again, you consciously adopt a positive inner attitude. This helps you to better stand up under the hardships of the present. You create goals, projects or ideals for yourself that give you a boost and the hope that your life will be better and happier. You search for ways and means which allow you to enjoy life without care and to spend more time devoting yourself to the things that bring you joy. In order to forge ahead in good spirits you now need…

...objective assessment of the situation.

Whatever you perceive – people, things or information – you analyze it, both critically and with a certain amount of skepticism, because you want to be certain whether it is beneficial to you or not. You are not easily misled, and in line with the motto “once bitten, twice shy”, you keep your distance from everything that could damage your wallet, your reputation, your wellbeing or your peace of mind. One thing is utterly clear to you: your present situation requires…

...nurturing useful relationships.

Due to the fact that you are stuck in a genuinely unpleasant situation, you seek contact with helpful people you hope will show you understanding and provide you with moral support. It could be that you receive the necessary encouragement, but in the end, you have to solve your personal problems yourself. Your common sense will help you in this.

Interpretation of the Colors You Find Most Unpleasant

At the moment you feel most anxious due to your...

...unpleasant contentiousness.

The behavior of certain other people is a thorn in your side. You don't feel like putting up with just anything without objection, and because of this, you can give no guarantee you won't end up in an argument with the person in question. Your stubborn attitude could easily provoke confrontations. At the moment, your mood is somewhat gloomy due to your…

...fainthearted fear of failure.

At the present time, you are seriously challenged by stressful conditions. It may be job-related or interpersonal difficulties or emotional problems which threaten to rob you of strength. You force yourself to face the challenge nonetheless. Behind your unswerving attitude, hides the immobilizing fear that you might not make it, and as a result, could be exposed as incompetent or even as a failure, and would lose the respect of others. Since you find it embarrassing you don't let on anything about your…

...gruelling test of nerves.

Your sense of wellbeing is negatively affected by stressful circumstances. You often feel misunderstood, unfairly treated or left at the mercy of the unacceptable behavior of a person who is important to you. You don't want to let on that you are aggravated by this, and you keep your irritation to yourself. Inside you, though, the accumulated resentment strains your nerves. For this reason, you are not very emotionally resilient at this time. You assume an air of exaggerated superiority despite your…

...inhibiting limitations.

Difficult circumstances limit your opportunities for experience and your freedom of action. You feel deprived because you have to do without some of the things that would make life pleasant. You expect far too much understanding for your needs from other people, and as a result, you often feel disappointed. You might ask yourself how much understanding and empathy you extend to others. You would like to be free of your…

...uncomfortable immobility.

There are times at which you feel as if you were chained to people or circumstances which restrict your personal freedom to act and move. You can get itchy when your affairs move slowly as a result or when you have to wait so long for the fulfillment of your wishes out of consideration for others. You also feel very uneasy due to your…

...worrisome apprehension.

You are conscientious and take your tasks seriously. You often spend time pondering what you should do and how you should do it, so that everything turns out well. Even when something is going just fine, you can still be suddenly afflicted with the fear that something could go wrong or something bad could happen that would ruin everything. At the same time, though, you certainly would never admit that often you become worried far too easily and paint a very pessimistic picture.

ಠ_ಠ

4 notes · View notes

xenonmalachite · 7 months ago

Text

"a little gremlin, Truss lives by the motto "if i cannot find trouble, i will invent it". an experiment who was found in a scrapyard, Truss picks up a lot of behaviour from her dad, Crosshairs. she's mischievous and full of life. she is never afraid to speak her mind. though, this meas she has no filter."

ayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! new ref alert!!! here's Truss!!!

i'm so happy with how she turned out. she was so much fun to draw. i have given her freckles and a gap in her teeth now to make her just a bit more mischief

sweet lil kiddo. i also made her more like her parents.

Now, Personality and story time

Truss... is a very mischievous youngling. she's not old enough to transform yet but still finds a way to get into trouble. she isn’t a prankster, but her love of engineering at a young age has earned her the reputation of having a nose for trouble. She was an illegal experiment run by Caminus. They had taken Crosshairs’ CNA from a battlefield, and Loco Motion’s via a fake genetic survey. She was raised to be a city speaker from the time she was a newspark. Her city speaker abilities were as expected but she frequently had her personality get the better of her duties. Having had enough, she divised a way to escape, landing her on earth. It was there she met her biological father, Crosshairs, who found her in the scrapyard, though not before she shot at him with a homemade gun. That’s how Crosshairs got his scar. Through a joke CNA test after he’d took her under his and his wife’s wing, they found out their relation. As Truss began to know her now biological family, she began to feel more and more confident. She can be found tinkering in the workshop with her dad or in her room playing with her model trains. Now with a loving and encouraging family, she’s found herself to learn to grow. But that doesn’t exempt her from her mischief and she still doesn’t always listen.

#malachite arts #transformers oc #maccadam #my art #humanformers #bayformers #tf oc #transformers #tfp #tfa #transformers earthspark #tf cyberverse #tf bayverse #transformers g1 #maccadams

14 notes · View notes

just-some-guy-at-shiz · 1 year ago

Text

Okay, so I’ve got the stupidest AU idea:

When Boq encounters Elphaba after the intermission she became the “Wicked Witch,” he’s spooked and looking around for a weapon. But as soon as she says she won’t hurt him, and appeals to having known him in school, he jumps at the chance to get away from Nessa, and begs Elphaba to let him work for her instead. She’s a little offput and unconvinced by how quickly he’s willing to switch his political alignment, but he manages to convince her that he’s secretly harbored sympathy for her cause. He reminds her how much he admired Dr. Dillamond and his teaching back at Shiz, insists he’s helped an Animal or two on the run in some small ways, says he wished he could do more but he doesn’t have a head for organized protest and doesn’t know how to truly be of use, but if only he had Elphaba to rally behind. And besides, surely she could use a companion that didn’t fail Home Ec, but in fact aced it and knows lots of helpful farming trivia and can totally do her laundry without messing up the intricate beadwork on that fancy new Broadway-costume-cloak she’s got on. What’d’ya say? Need a lackey?

Elphaba agrees on the principle that the more people on her side the better (and also being reminded how long it’s been since she’s done laundry), and having helped Nessa, she sets off with Boq as her new sidekick. Nessa is dumbstruck and heartbroken that Boq is so eager to leave her (and with her own sister!!), but she doesn’t get a chance to cast any ill-advised magic. Boq gets to keep his flesh another day.

This is not the stupid part of the AU. So far this is actually rather plausible.

Anyway, Boq helps Elphaba for a little while. It doesn’t bother him at all, because he has about zero political opinions, and is neither supportive of Animal-racists nor quite as critical of them as he should be. Trying to help the Animals’ cause serves him well at the moment, so for self-preservation’s sake, he gives it his all. Boq’s motto for life is to just survive in whatever situation he’s stuck in, and do whatever emotional labor is necessary to be convincing(ish). So sure, he’s a passionate activist, abso-totally-lutely 👍. But then he gets the chance at a better position, and decides to flip his political opinions again and talk his way into somebody else’s good graces.

Actually, Elphaba goes straight from Nessa’s to the Wizard’s place, so either we change things so there’s more time in between events (my preference), or there’s no “illegal Animal-helping montage” and Boq never has to prove his commitment to being Elphaba’s not-so-evil henchman. But at some point, Elphaba goes to the Wizard to rescue the winged Monkeys and give him a stern talking to, and Boq sees his chance to be protected by the most powerful person in Oz. Boq, morally grey as he is, doesn’t hesitate.

Elphaba tries to sneak in and set the Monkeys free without anyone noticing her until it’s too late. Boq was instructed to go around to the other side of the cage to help her, or he snuck off, or something else happened that separated them, but as soon as he’s out of Elphaba’s sight, Boq runs to the nearest guards and the Wizard and raises the alarm. The Witch is here! Elphaba barely escapes being caught, but doesn’t manage to free the Monkeys. She doesn’t realize Boq is the one who alerted the guards, and assumes he’s been captured and arrested and imprisoned, and makes plans to free him when she comes back for the Monkeys.

Boq, meanwhile, is pleading his case to the Wizard. He claims that he was imprisoned by the Wicked Witch and forced to serve her, do lots of horrible anti-government things, but he never forgot his true loyalty. As soon as he had a chance to betray the Witch, he took it, risking his life in the hope that he might provide some small bit of aid to the wonderful Wizard who has done so much in the fight against wickedness. If the Wizard would have him, Boq would like nothing more than to enter the Wizard’s service as a way of repenting for the deeds he did at the Witch’s bidding, and to join the fight against evil by helping the most good person there is. :3

The Wizard, a seasoned conman, sees right through the flattery. And he’s impressed. It’s clumsy, of course, ameturish and obviously over-exaggerated, but it has potential. Boq reminds the Wizard of himself. Only acting in his own self-interest. Just clever enough to convince people to like him. Just a good enough actor to seem happy and admiring when he’s not. Just a straight liar when it comes to flattery, and good enough at bending the truth to fit his cause the rest of the time. Above all, they’re both opportunists. The Wizard hires Boq as a personal attendant (aka do whatever random tasks boss needs at the moment), but secretly the Wizard is considering Boq as a sort of successor. If he can train that natural talent as a conman, and get rid of the few morals that might interfere with things, then in time, Boq might be exactly the person he needs. He’ll promise Boq power, which equals safety, and that’s all he’ll need to say.

So Boq gets a snazzy green uniform and works for the Wizard for a while. He hopes he’ll run into Glinda now and then, considering they work in the same building for the same person, but tough luck, buddy.

Before long, Elphaba comes back trying to free the Monkeys again. She expects to have to rescue Boq too, so she’s surprised to be met upon arrival by Boq himself, looking like a very green bellhop. She initially thinks he might have been pressed into service, but the look on his face tells her all she needs to know. Sellout. It’s like Glinda all over again, groveling in submission to feed ambition and all. She’s furious that he betrayed her, and swears never to give anyone the benefit of the doubt ever again. 🎵 No benefit of the doubt / Will I giiiiiive / Agaaaaaaiiiiinnnnnn 🎵 and all that jazz. Boq says sorry not sorry, the fugitive life isn’t for me, I saw my chance and took it, and you’re stupid if you wouldn’t have done the same in my shoes. I work for the literal Wizard now. I have a snazzy uniform and health insurance. It doesn’t get better than this. lmao you wish you were me. ;)

Anyway. The Wizard was expecting Elphaba to return for the Monkeys, and Boq was sent to meet her when she snuck in and bring her to the Wizard’s throne room so she and the Wizard could chat. He does just that, with Elphaba fuming at him all through the hallways until they get where they’re going, which makes it a really awkward trip.

The following encounter goes roughly the same. The Wizard does a more professional version of Boq’s “put a nice spin on the truth to win them over” tactic, and almost convinces Elphaba to trade her rebellion for the Monkeys’ freedom, but then she sees Dr. Dillamond and tells the Wizard no, I’m nothing like you, I’ll never join you, as protagonists do, and makes her exit.

When Boq is summoned back in after this disappointing (to the Wizard) result, he’s more than a little horrified at seeing what Dr. Dillamond has become. Boq may be self-serving, but he’s not heartless (ha), and he may not have cared that the Wizard was behind the whole silencing-Animals thing, but he had yet to be asked to actually interact with the Animals the Wizard has captive. Maybe he didn’t think the situation was that bad for the Animals, or maybe it’s just harder to ignore injustice when you have to look it in the eye, but the Wizard notices Boq’s weakening resolve.

Boq knows that the conversation with Elphaba was supposed to go a little differently, and asks what now? The Wizard sighs all regretfully, in the way that’s very ominous coming from villains like him, and looks at the cage where his winged Monkeys used to be. He says that he had hoped it wouldn’t come to this, because he had such high hopes for Boq (another ominous thing for a villain to say). Given more time, Boq could have learned to shut away old ideals and become powerful, influential, etc. etc. etc. But the Wizard has become a little desperate, and it’s time for the backup plan, and Boq is the perfect, candidate (because… I don’t know, some reason ¯\_(ツ)_/¯).

Madame Morrible shows up, standing behind Boq so he can’t try to leave. Ominous trifecta!!!

The Wizard tells Boq that nothing is going to change, not really. Boq can still have all he’s ever wanted… as long as he continues to do as he’s told.

This. Is where it becomes stupid. I mean, I like it, but so far this AU has been fairly well-thought-up. The last bit is the part that makes me cringe self-consciously a little. But good news, cringe culture is dead, so I’m just gonna keep going.

Soon after the last, there’s some kind of third interaction between Elphaba and the Wizard. Don’t ask me how they get in the same space, they just do. Also Elphaba is hovering on her broom out of reach. She has the high ground!!! The Wizard says something to the effect of “you stole away my spies. So I had to make a replacement.” And Elphaba is like “more spies?” thinking oh man how many rescues am I gonna have to do in one week? Then the Wizard says “better than just spies. I have created the perfect soldier… for catching witches.” A blur flies out from behind a curtain and straight towards Elphaba in midair. She’s shocked to find her hands being tied by Boq, still wearing emerald city green, but having a pair of feathery wings and looking very ill at ease with the whole situation. Also in pain, very much in pain. This isn’t the result of a magic spell, not with Elphaba on the opposing team. This whole (literal) operation was like 20% Morrible magic tops, and the rest was questionable mad science. The Wizard didn’t even give Boq three full days to recover, and Boq is not only in pain but terrified he’s gonna pull out the stitches on those wings and plummet to his death, or bleed out from his back if the fall doesn’t kill him.

Suffice to say that working for the Wizard no longer feels like a “safe” job.

Elphaba basically says just that, trying to convince Boq to let her go by asking him if he’s really willing to suffer like this for the Wizard’s sake of all people. Stop making your “I’m on the clock” decidedly neutral face and answer me honestly, do you want this? Because you look miserable.

She can see that she’s winning him over. He loosens his grip on her.

Elphaba then launches into her recruitment campaign. She tells Boq to think of everything he’s been through, and how the winged Monkeys were forced into this exact same scenario before she rescued them, and that Animals are suffering like this or worse every single day, and if he would want someone to help him when he’s suffering than surely he can do the same and support the Animals’ efforts to push back against—

Elphaba is then interrupted by the Wizard, who put a lot of effort into this hyperobedient flying soldier of his and doesn’t want to see all that psychological manipulation go to waste. The Wizard talks again about how Elphaba is evil and he’s good, and how Boq is just like him and he’s proud of all the Boq has done, and if Boq stands by the Wizard, he can have power and fame even, everything he’s ever wanted—

And this is where Boq interjects to say that he’s never cared about power or fame or saving anybody. Literally all he’s ever wanted is to just get on with his own life like a normal person, without having to do weird and difficult things like this! Neither Elphaba or the Wizard care about him, they just care about how they can use him. And, you know, fair enough, because that’s exactly how Boq thinks of them as well. Glad we’re all on the same page.

Boq unties Elphaba’s hands, but makes no further move to do anything helpful to either side of this argument. He glides to a landing, exhaling in relief at no longer having to put stress on wings that haven’t even healed yet, and says that he’s not going with either of them, please and thank you. He’s going to leave right now, and don’t they dare try following him, or… else! In the short term, he is going to find someplace to get a decent coffee, and in the long term he is going to find a nice quiet farm to work on or a tradesman to apprentice for or perhaps even risk trying to fly over the great desert at some point just to get away from ALL THE CRAZINESS AROUND HERE. GOOD DAY TO YOU BOTH. GOOD LUCK WITH YOUR REBELLION OR ATTEMPTS TO DEFEAT SAID REBELLION. BOQ OUT!

And he throws up his hands in exasperation and turns on his heel and marches away.

This isn’t bad. It’s just the wings bit that’s a little badly written, because it’s sort of unnecessary. I think I just like it for the drama. We can’t have (musical) Boq without a little transformation-related body horror at some point, now can we? He’s just lucky it’s not as all-encompassing this time.

Really though, the fact that it’s unnecessary and dramatic maybe just adds to the humor. Like, wow, good job giving me wings and making me look like a super powerful protagonist, I’m going to squander that immediately by wanting nothing to do with flying or protagonist-ing. You chose the wrong test subject, loser.

#wicked #wicked musical #boq bfeeson #elphaba thropp #wicked AU #I think I give him a little too much credit sometimes #is he really this opportunistic?#I suppose it works because he’s not doing any of this out of ambition. he’s just trying to get out of situations he dislikes #more desperation than manipulation

20 notes · View notes

orochiposting · 5 months ago

Text

Naomi Senju ๋࣭ ⭑⚝ | Bio and Facts

art by the incredible @ its.sunjyo on instagram <3

Name: Naomi Senju 直美千手 Nickname(s): Nao, Nao-Nao, Mi-Mi, Little Mouse, Princess Naomi Age: 26-27 (Part 1), 30-31 (Part 2), 33 (The Last), 52 (Boruto) Date of Birth: July 13th | 07/13 Status: Alive Current Affiliation: Konohagakure Parents: Tsunade Senju and Jiraiya: The Toad Sage Height: 5’2 or 157.5 cm (Part 1), 5’4 or 162.5 cm (Part 2 & Onward). Weight: 120 lbs or 54 kg Rank: Jonin / Medical Nin MBTI: INTP Gender & Pronouns: Ciswoman & She/Her Sexuality: Bisexual Romantic Interest: Orochimaru (mostly enemies to lovers)

Short Facts

Child Prodigy

Daughter of Lady Tsunade and Jiraiya

Attained one of Orochimaru’s curse marks around the same time as her teammate Anko. (one of the early forms, before Jugo)

Created her own version of her father's hair needle jizo technique.

Assigned to keep an eye on Orochimaru during Boruto, alongside Yamato.

In her free time whenever she isn't surveilling Orochimaru, Naomi works at and with children from the ninja academy as a tutor.

She views Mitsuki as a son

Fun Facts

She is ambidextrous (both right-handed and left-handed, technically.)

Naomi roughly translates to “straight and beautiful.” The kanji for Nao means “blunt, honest, and/or frank.” And Mi which means “Beauty.”

A heavy drinker and regular smoker

She's read every one of her father's 'romance' novels

Close/Best friends with Kakashi, previously close & even protective of/with Obito during their childhood

Like her mother, she's often called a 'princess' due to her clan and heritage relating to the Hokages throughout the village's history.

Her favorite color is lilac

She's an 'oddly skilled cook' according to anyone who's eaten food prepared by her.

Despite taking after both of her parents in a multitude of ways, she refuses to ever begin or try gambling due to how it affected her relationship with her mother when she was young.

Likes

Reading

Romance or Action/Adventure Novels

Rain

Drinking

Training

Red Spider Lillies

Mice / Small Rodents

Smoking

Snakes

Cooking Meals (for herself or others)

Picnics

Long Hair (both on her or those she finds attractive)

Routine/Repetition

Competition

Caffeinated Drinks (Especially Tea)

Studying (Jutsu’s, Science and History)

Particularly Fond of Biology

Teaching / Educating

Dislikes

High Pitched Voices

Hot Weather

Eggplant (the actual vegetable)

Having Her Picture Taken

Crowded Rooms

Mushrooms

Winged or Flying Insects / Bugs

Sweating

Lightning

Riddles

Her Hair Being Touched

Losing to Those She Considers Weaker than She is

Gambling Without a Strategy (So Most Gambling)

Sour Sweets or Foods

Laundry

Personality Traits

Positive – Persuasive, Analytical, Convincing, Intuitive, Efficient, Caring, Blunt, Honest, Often on High Alert, Observational, Compassionate, Passionate, Intelligent, Calculated, Ambitious, Tactical, Usually Unselfish, Creative, Studious, Witty, Unconventional, Aloof, Merciful, Understanding, Hardworking, Innovative, Resourceful, Resilient

Negative – Abrasive, Emotional, Bipolar, Stubborn, Morbid, Obsessive, Indecisive, Undisciplined, Somewhat Disorganized, Addictive, Impulsive, Jealous, Paranoid, Resentful, Self-Destructive, Temperamental, Snarky, Restless, Sarcastic, Perverted

Life Motto – “If you’re not obsessed with your life, change it.”

Nindo: “What is meant to be will always find a way.” referring to how she truly believes if something is meant to be, it’ll happen no matter what.

Clan Info

Clan Name: Senju Specialty: The Senju clan is known as "the clan with a thousand skills" (千の手を持つ一族, "sen no te o motsu ichizoku") because they can master ninjutsu, taijutsu, genjutsu, and other techniques to give themselves a variety of skills for fighting. The Senju clan's name, "Senju" (千手), directly means "a thousand skills" or "a thousand hands." Kekkei Genkai: Wood Release Ninja Information Birth Village: The Hidden Leaf / Konohagakure Current Village: The Hidden Leaf / Konohagakure Academy Graduation Age / Genin Age: 6 Chūnin Promotion Age: 10 Rank: Jonin Previous Teammates: Anko Mitarashi & Tokuma Hyuga Previous Sensei(s): Orochimaru Natural Chakra Nature: Water (although capable of Earth, Wind, and Wood.) Weapon(s): Initially, simple kunai and a regular katana– but following Orochimaru being sealed by Itachi, Oro drops the Sword of Kusanagi/The Grass-Mowing Sword and while Pakkun is searching for Sasuke it is found. When returned to the village, Pakkun gives the sword to Kakashi– who gives it to Naomi to keep. Talents/Skill(s): Master of Most Medical Ninjutsu/Completed Tsunade’s Medical Ninjutsu training. If marked with an (O) she learned it from Orochimaru. If marked with a (T) she learned it from her mother, Tsunade. If marked with a (J) she learned it from her father, Jiraiya. Jutsu(s): Teleportation Technique, Substitution Technique, Hidden Shadow Snake Hands(O), Mist Servant Technique, Sly Mind Affect Technique, Water Release Hiding in Water Technique, Water Release Water Gun, Water Release Wild Water Wave, Water Release Water Dragon Jutsu, Wind Release Gale Palm(O), Water Severing Wave, Wind Release Great Breakthrough(O), Vacuum Sword, Earth Release Hiding Like a Mole Technique(O), Earth Release Shadow Clone, Earth Release Swamp of the Underworld(J), Bruising Sky Leg (T), Wild Lion’s Mane Technique, Needle Jizo Technique(J), Hair Needle Senbon(J), “Gallant Needle Hedgehog Technique” (self-made, named after her father + hair manipulation sub-jutsu), Reserve Seal-The Hundred Healings Mark(T)

(incomplete) Backstory (will be updated...)

Naomi Senju is the only daughter of Lady Tsunade and The Toad Sage Jiraiya— a result of a one-night stand between the two legendary sannins who shared a complex relationship. She was raised by her mother, unaware of who her father was until she was 4 years old due to her mother’s wariness on Jiraiya’s stance on fatherhood or his ability to commit to such a life. But he adored his daughter once finding out about her, despite still being gone most of the time to ‘research’ for his novels or on actual missions. When he would visit the village, he’d spend days with both his daughter and Tsunade. Bonding with both of them and even training Naomi little by little— and she was a little prodigy. Her chakra control and output being her strong suit even when just enrolling in the academy– which she did early at just age 4.

As Naomi aged, her mother’s gambling addiction grew ‘worse’ and she too was often gone— Leaving a young Naomi to become self-sufficient early on. She studied on her own, and with the sensei’s from the academy more often than she’d do anything else. However, her years in the ninja academy were vital for her— making a select few friendships that would last a lifetime with her fellow classmates. The young Senju struggled with making friends, though mostly due to how hot-headed she came off at that age. Not tolerating bullying around her, and not hesitating to fight others that tried to push her too far. She would have gotten in trouble if it wasn’t for how the adults seemed to favor her, be it for her young talent or sannin parentage.

The competitive prodigy she was, once Naomi heard wind of her friend Kakashi taking the graduation exam early, she couldn’t bear falling behind. Frustrated, the young girl stormed off in a fury without thinking— not paying attention to if anyone was watching her or where she was going. She found herself lost in the forest outside of the village before several large, ferocious animals approached her. Snarling and sniffing at her before relaxing, rubbing against her extended hand for them to smell. It was confusing and odd, both for Naomi and Orochimaru who watched from a distance. The scene before the sannin taught him not to move any closer, expecting the animals to be sensitive to who could get to whatever they were guarding. But for some reason, Naomi was allowed— in fact, one of the oversized hounds began to lead her further into the woods. It was in this forest she’d find the Senju Clan’s hideout for the first time, reading a small inscription that guided her on entry before making her way inside. Curiously and anxiously looking around before spotting scroll after scroll, and book after book. She stayed in the hidden temple for hours, reading and attempting to replicate what she’d learned. When she finally left the building, Naomi knew she had learned something that would for sure convince the academy to allow her to graduate early too.

When she returned to the village, being guided out of the thick of the forest by the oversized puppies(in her eyes), Naomi went straight to her sensei and insisted he’d watch her perform a jutsu for graduation. Once given permission, she led the teachers outdoors and began to form hand signs in quick succession before a beam of wood protruded from the palm of her hand. Extending towards a tree only 3 yards away from the young girl, before falling onto the ground. With an annoyed huff, she stomped and released the jutsu- allowing the wood to fall from her hand before she crossed her arms over her chest in a pout as she complained she didn’t do it correctly. Despite this little tantrum for not being ‘perfect,’ both the teachers and Orochimaru in the distance were astonished to see the young girl performing wood-style release even if unpolished. She was instantly granted the right to graduate alongside Kakashi. Although neither of them would be placed on teams of 3 until later, they instead did small solo assignments within the village until the rest of their class graduated.

It was due to her unexpected ability to hone wood-style jutsu that Orochimaru would take an initial interest in her- her potential rather, especially considering the experiments he was actively working on at the time in secret. He’d start to come by more often, offering her guidance in her training until she would eventually be placed on a team of 3 alongside her friend Anko under the sannin’s tutelage. Like Anko, Orochimaru would bring Naomi to his laboratory and teach her. Both the young girls looked up to him, and Naomi even felt pride at how well she retained information or would actually assist in his work- even if she didn’t understand what was going on with it, or any of the real details. Years would pass of Naomi growing close to her sensei, attached to both him and the lab itself– almost seeing it as a safe place to do and say as she pleases. And yet, it was one fateful day when Orochimaru would bring Naomi to his lab that would change her life, and how she’d view those ‘happy’ memories of training with him for years to come. The day he would place the curse mark on her before doing the same to Anko days later, the original version of it— with Hashirama cells, curious to see how she’d react compared to the Senju children like Tenzo he was experimenting on. It was painful, confusing, and horrifying for the young girl— but she survived, and that was a positive. Soon after both she and Anko return to the village, the third coincidentally finds out about Orochimaru’s experiments on the different children and humans. Leading the girl’s sensei to abandon both them and the village altogether.

Following Orochimaru’s disappearance, Naomi struggled to manage her curse mark while still training for the chunin exams– Seeing as when Orochimaru was still both her and Anko’s sensei he recommended the team for promotion. All three of his previous students would pass the exams and become chunin.

For 4 years, Naomi went on missions with other chunin or assisted Jonin on any assignments she could get in between her solo training– trying to make up for the loss of a teacher on her own. Although, she finally got some solid one-on-one training with her father, Jiraiya, in this period of ‘peace.’ He’d finally teach her about his hair manipulation technique or more specifically the Needle Jizō technique.

When the nine tails attacked, Naomi was 14. Despite all she’d seen and gone through up to this point, the destruction left on her home by the nine-tails was unlike anything she’d ever seen before. The horrors she saw from the attack caused her to put her studies and training into overdrive as if she wasn’t already overworking herself. In just two years after the nine-tails attack, Naomi had successfully passed the exam and additional requirements to be promoted to Jonin at age 16. (I will make posts with art of her I get commissioned over time to describe and talk about her life during the series !! and potentially write more about her as a whole.)

19 notes · View notes

gar-a-ash · 2 months ago

Text

youtube

Last night's training, brand new location in a field near the park. Will NOT be going back to it because there was so much garbage everywhere but hey, Hatchet didn't try to eat any of it!

I actually thought Hatchet did way worse than he did but in the rewatch he's not bad at all so I guess he can stay lmao. FINALLY making progress on the Down, but apparently at the cost of forgetting how to Stand. He's at the age though where he's going to need to be reminded how to do everything over and over again so we'll keep at it. Still SUPER happy with his recalls, though we're going to have to start working on increasing distractions during them at some point.

Tassie's turn was ROUGH. Combination of new puppy and knee injury means I am not working her like she should be and while she's enjoying her active pet life because she's allergic to actually trying for things she's backsliding a LOT. I'm gonna have to go out with her more without puppy in tow and rework her some more. Part of it is also how slow I'm moving with the knee, Tassie lives by the motto of live-fast-bite-ass and with how slow I'm hobbling it's very easy for her to get distracted by side quests. Good for her to experience, pretty frustrating to work through and I can also be a pretty impatient person. I did cut her session short, at the 17:00-ish mark I thought I noticed a limp on the finishes but didn't see it again, but I noticed it again on the long recalls. While she's no stranger to making an injury worse through stupidity there's no reason for me to do it too.

Been a while since I've had the motivation to set up the tripod to record, but I'm glad I did. Definitely was not as sharp on the hand signals with both dogs as I should have been, some mis-timed markers, but it's low stakes. Next time I'll try to be more alert to that stuff but it's not the end of the world.

#tassie #hatchet #german shepherd dog #gsd #puppy stories #dog training #god only knows how tassie hurt herself this time #probably during her six-foot verticals she does when she's excited to go out #my training has been pretty sloppy lately i'm going to have to actually make an effort to clean it up #i've just had a lot of distractions #also should not have been on my leg so long #knee was BURNING all night #Youtube

6 notes · View notes

rabbitcruiser · 2 months ago

Text

National Iguana Awareness Day

Learn about how to properly care for, love, and treat the magnificent creatures known as iguanas, and decide if they could be the right fit for your home.

What’s not to love about an aggressive, cold-blooded, reptile with a nasty bite and a powerfully strong tail? Learn all about these cute critters, their habits and mannerisms, and also how to care for them on National Iguana Awareness Day.

History of National Iguana Awareness Day

As with so many pets, not all new owners of iguanas realize what they are committing to when they first take home their baby iguana. That little bundle of scales could one day grow to six feet in length! With very specific dietary needs and a rather reptilian personality, iguanas are said to be easy to love, but hard to care for.

National Iguana Awareness Day is the ideal opportunity to learn about keeping your iguana tame and friendly, how to care for its health and personal grooming, and how to house it comfortably so that it can live a long and healthy life. With the proper care and attention, an iguana can be a wonderful and rewarding pet for many years.

The perfect opportunity to improve awareness and grow in knowledge of these stunning creatures, National Iguana Awareness Day was founded by a group of regular citizens who were also iguana owners. Their hope was that they could help people understand that these reptiles are not “disposable pets” and they need special care. In fact, many folks quote the motto for iguanas as a pet that is “hard to care for but easy to love”.

It seems like National Iguana Awareness Day was first celebrated in 1998 and has continued on each year, particularly in the world of pet and reptile care. So get on board with this day, in honor of the iguana, and share the passion with friends and family in the process!

How to Celebrate National Iguana Awareness Day

Have a load of fun enjoying and celebrating this unique animal on National Iguana Awareness Day with some of these ideas and activities:

Learn Fun Facts About Iguanas

National Iguana Awareness Day provides a delightful opportunity for folks to grow in their knowledge about this unique and interesting animal. In celebration and to raise awareness for the day, learn some of these facts and share them with others:

Green Iguanas Have Three Eyes While the third eye that is on top of the iguana’s head is not a typical eye that can be used in the same way as the other two because it can’t see, it can sense movement and alert them of predator movements.

Iguanas Can’t Stand the Cold The places where these animals thrive make it obvious that they are meant for warm weather. In fact, if iguanas are exposed to temperatures that are too cold, their metabolism will slow down so much that they will enter a comatose-like state and sometimes even fall out of their trees until the temperatures rise.

Iguanas Communicate Nonverbally While they do not talk to each other, they do bob their heads slowly as a greeting. But when they bob their heads or tails up and down quickly, that means they are upset and should not be approached!

Iguanas Have Long Lives These reptiles can live very long lives in captivity – up to 20 years. That’s even a longer commitment than having a dog and about the same as a cat.

Adopt an Iguana

Those who are ready to make a commitment to a pet might want to consider adopting an iguana in celebration of National Iguana Awareness Day. Before adopting one, it is important to remember that iguanas get very large, they need a lot of space, they are very strong and they can live a long time! Also, they can be a little bit boring. But if these things aren’t a deterrent, then go ahead and consider adopting one of these interesting reptiles in celebration of the day.

Source

3 notes · View notes

moonshynecybin · 1 year ago

Note

other than rosquez and bezz and cele who comples u the most from the current (or past) grid?

okay so i am truly a baby motogp fan so im still feeling it out but!!

im interested in the pedrenzo lore but dont know enough about it! i just enjoy when men hate each other comma weirdly. so someone evangelize me about it

but the bulk of my braincrazy this weeks has been regarding casey stoner. he compels me sooo much i love a hater. more detailed under the cut but i get personal~ so read at your own risk i guess

actually so. hmm. VULNERABILITY ALERT: the thing is. i do somewhat. relate to casey in lots of ways. like looking at a person like marc marquez its easy to call him crazy (and even easy to call less reckless riders crazy) because its a very dangerous sport with lots of injuries but i do kind of get it. because i know a LOT of people like marc and the other riders. like my entire family is like that lol. family motto is "but did you die?" and like sometimes its close!! adrenaline junkies allllll of them

basically! i was heavily involved in a very niche extreme sport (whitewater kayaking) from a young age bc my parents (and brother) were/are very very good kayakers. some of the best in the world for a bit there. like for context: i know multiple olympians and did a few clinics with people who are now olympians when i was a kid/young teen before i quit. and my dad really wanted me to be an elite kayaker bc i was a little better than my brother. not as intense as some dad/coaches but its like. hard to articulate how integral to the fabric of our family this sport is. and how many people i know who have drowned/been permanently injured from it and how everyone i know loves the sport despite that, in ways that are really hard to understand from outside of it. like yes they are crazy (and marc is crazy) but if any one of us was away from a river for more than a month at a time we WILL go insane including myself.... theres photos of me being conerningly young in the cockpit of a kayak that i look at now and im like. who let me do that lol.

so its interesting for me to get into motogp with all these kids staring way too young and knowing each other and coming up in the sport and sacrificing their safety at the alter of a death sport they love so, so much because. hey i lived that! people i love still live that! im involved in the industry still! i cant let whitewater go, even if i do a less dangerous version of it now!

but i quit! because i was battling anxiety. which is an already alienating experience but ESPECIALLY when your entire life is dominated by a sport that is exclusively for people with maladaptive adrenaline responses lol. and when i was reading stuff that casey said about his retirement and how he would lie in his motorhome wanting to die before a race and then just. tell himself to suck it up bc he couldnt let people around him down.... well. same! i would literally cry before every kayak clinic or river trip for years until i had enough and fucking quit! and then i grew up, got an anxiety medication prescription, and started doing forms of the sport that didnt rely on me being strapped in to a vehicle under water and freaking out all the time and im generally in a much better place with it. but its kind of an impossible thing to explain to my peers who kayaked as kids who have the OPPOSITE of an anxiety disorder, who are also the only people who have that specific experience as being a kid raised in the sport bc the sport is sooo small. and i imagine casey deals with something similar.

so this has been DISGUSTINGLY vulnerable but its casey. he gets me i get him. we are holding hands

#literally asked my brother for a marc hat for xmas and he said he wouldnt get me anything red bull bc people would think i was sponsored lol #anyways root for evy liebfarth at the 2024 olympics she is going to slay at the kayaking slalom events i know it #asks #callie speaks

6 notes · View notes

pearlprincess02 · 2 years ago

Text

shoto' s big 6

birthday: january 11th

sun:

capricorn sun: capricorn suns are very sociable. they know what to say and even enjoy going out with people they find tolerable (that means not stupid). the idea that capricorns are antisocial hermits is not accurate. it’s just that at the end of the day capricorns want to return to a peaceful home. i know several capricorn suns that make friends so easily, and they have really good social etiquette. they actually open up quite quickly and are easy to talk to. HOWEVER! that doesn’t mean they’re going to share their sob story on the first interaction. they’re comfortable sharing things that aren’t too personal with almost anyone, but it will take a lot longer to get to see that deeper more personal level.

sun in 8th house: 8th house suns are usually interested in self analysis, they often seek out the darkest parts of their psyches, they have a deep desire to find the deeply buried wounds in the subconscious and heal them. this often leads them into the world of mystics and the occult. because there is a natural tendency to understand and be interested in topics that seem taboo to the public, these individuals keep a lot of who they are to themselves and have a hard time sharing themselves with the public.

moon:

aquarius moon: compassionate fascination, ability to view the scenario with a clear emotional head, does the inner work to respond better in the future, intellectualises emotions to a state of numbness, rejects advice of others, withdraws and blames the world

moon in 9th house: you are a dreamer and muse often about the higher aspects of life. since you may not be content with the way your life currently is going, you have the desire to search for fresh fields. this search may take you on many long travels, both physically and mentally. security may be found in a religious or philosophical ideal. your philosophy of life is what nurtures you and gives you security. you have a variety of interests, in sports, hobbies and studies. you make a stimulating teacher because of your personal interest in the subjects you teach. they are really a part of you and that comes across to those who listen to you. you may have precognitive dreams. concerning vocation: the emphasis is placed upon the higher mind, the dimensions of philosophy, public mores, religion, law or sharing the reasoning of the public. Issues regarding foreign travel, relocation, even citizenship change are important dimensions to consider in the quest for work conditions that will bring personal success.

rising/1st house:

gemini rising: you approach situations with a heightened mental awareness. you naturally gather large amounts of information, and you innately alchemize your ideas into applicable, relevant topics for discussion. you likely feel very connected to the world, and this placement also may denote a connection to transit. going places, exchanging words with people, and expanding your network of contacts. this placement feels almost metropolitan. you are attentive, alert, engaging, and interested in the intellectual element of ordinary things that surround you. you take it upon yourself to learn topics, but you take the perspectives of others very seriously as well. there is a connection to duality, and you recognize the versatility of all things. as above, so below. truth and trickery fascinate you. you may feel you adapt to the reason and values of others naturally, but you still shield your own learnings stored safely in your active mental sphere. acute curiosity. sharp-witted reactions. enjoying problem-solving. clarity through conversation. words. air. latin motto: i think

mercury:

capricorn mercury: learning through construction and completion. growing through restrictions and overcoming limitations. this placement is not afraid to knock down any mental wall in their way and build a new one…twice as high and ten times as strong. they are sharp learners, dedicated seekers, and natural leaders. they will often choose a field that is known to have several barriers between them and their end goal simply to blaze a trail that did not exist before. excels in entrepreneurship and logistics.

mercury in 7th house: mercury represents the way our mind works and the way we communicate. those with mercury in the seventh house may be very diplomatic with their words. they may be careful about what they say and who they say it to. they may do a lot more active thinking about their words and way of thinking than they let on. everything they say has meaning and is intentional to their speech. they may be very particular about grammar! they may not have just one way of learning but instead do well when having a mix of tactics. for example, instead of learning well through just music, seventh house mercuries may learn well through music and repetition. seventh house mercuries are very well-versed in their communication.

venus:

capricorn venus: you do right by them and they do right by you. nothing complicated, nothing extra. just straight simple rules and that’s it. nothing needs to be too extreme. the small things matter most of all. none of the theatrics are needed. are you in this for the long term or not?

venus in 7th house: likes to relate, feel the need to be in a commitment (marriage). they like to dedicate themselves to relationships. they can attract someone beautiful and recognizable. express love and romance. loves to make deals. they seek balance in life. wants to please their partner. it may indicate an improvement in material life after marriage. the big question of life involves partnerships, if the relationship (marriage, society) is disturbed it is affected. it has many partners and mediators. they like peace and love. seeks to make the other happy. attracts pleasure and fun.

mars:

sagittarius mars: these individuals are not known for their patience; they are restless and adventurous. physical activity is the best way to deal with anger and they always like to be busy, so they are constantly working on many projects at once. however, they don't tend to finish their products. they get much more excited about starting something new than finishing something old. they love to engage in friendly debates... even though they can get annoyed if you don't agree with them. they are warm, fun, friendly, outgoing, loving and easy-going people. they like open spaces and do not like to feel confined. if things get serious or boring, they disappear. mars in sagittarius are very enthusiastic people, but not very practical. they are optimists and love philosophy, even though they have a short attention span. when in love, these people seek variety. they like the chase, but once the conquest is done, they may lose interest. they also don't want to feel restricted by commitment. they will stay with someone who can entertain them intellectually and s3xually.

mars in 6th house: with this placement you'll be the most at ease with a stable routine and living a healthy lifestyle. having a good work-life balance and taking time to reflect for healing can help raise your energy. being of service to others and being appreciated for the work you do also add to this...so listen here hardworking peoples, i appreciate you. also, if you have a pet then pls cuddle them because not only do they deserve it, but this is another way for you to just build up a bit more of your physical energy so you can continue being your wonderful hardworking self.

₊˚ʚ 🧊 ₊˚✧ ﾟ.

shoto' s masterlist

crd:

sun sun 2.

moon moon 2.

rising

mercury mercury 2.

venus venus 2.

mars mars 2.

45 notes · View notes

chameleonlibrary · 2 years ago

Text

"Faith Lines"

Pairing: The Mandalorian/Din Djarin x Visually Impaired!Reader Summary:

(After S2E1) The Mandalorian defeated the Krayt Dragon. That was great! But... It made him re-think his life choices. Peli Motto offers him to stay a bit longer at Mos Eisley to hang out with the kid at an upcoming festival. Not only to clear his head, although... Who knows what else he finds? Trigger(? warnings: Use of Y/N (For you to use InteractiveFics), Mild Violence (but it's Canon-Typical, Touch-Starved Characters, Fluff Wordcount: 4,502 A/N: my first time posting on Tumblr. this is also on Wattpad and AO3.

I: faith

Would taking a breather hurt?

After fighting this worm creature , Mando low-key pondered about what would come in the future… He found himself cradling his small goblin in his arms. It scared him the day that he could fight something much bigger than him and maybe, not come back to his kid. He lived for the danger and the money that came within. How the priorities have changed in his life一 this child was his everything now.

Peli was as quiet as him, eyeing him up and down, with a concerned face. She was used to not hearing much from him, but this time it felt different. "Hey, why don't you stay here for the festival?" The mechanic snapped him out of his thoughts. The helmet tilted at her in confusion and she gave him a cheeky grin.

"Now and then, there's a festival from out-towners and they have games, food, and all of those shenanigans. You could crash here," she offered. "Thank you." He replied. "Don't mention it. Serves you well to spend time with the kid!" She cheered up. He only nodded. Said and done, the Mandalorian slept on his ship at the hangar.

By the morning, Mando decided to help Motto around with incoming ships. The kid was taken care of between the droids and his space dad, just to keep him out of trouble. It was a pretty productive evening, and he even got extra credits as a tip. The sky's bright blue color started to fade into a stunning hue of purples and oranges, announcing that the day was coming to an end.

Peli started a small fire to warm both of them up and carried the child, talking to him and pampering him. It was somewhat quiet, until the sound of cracking powder made the child whine, hiding in Peli's arms, alerting the Mandalorian. He got in a fighting stance, hand near his blaster holder, and crouched pose.

The mechanic let out loud laughter.

"Oh, Mando! Relax! I bet it's the firecrackers from a game." She reassured him and cooed the baby to calm him down as well.

They walked to the entrance and peeked their heads out. To their surprise, the whole street was filled with small stands with colorful tents above them. Lightbulbs decorated the wires and edges of houses; many people were walking around and could hear the laughter of children.

"Wouldn't you like to see it? Let's go, little one!" She hyped up the baby and it cooed back. The mechanic rushed to the stands, pointing out things for the kid. Mando followed right behind, his posture loosening, and lowered his defense, taking the time to admire each stand they stopped by.

He chuckled silently every time he saw his child reach out for anything that caught his big eyes, whining every time he couldn't get anything to grasp. They stopped at a big game stand that had toys on display. The child squealed and pointed at one of them, pleading for any of his tutors to reach out for one.

"Play a round, win one!" the owner exclaimed.

Unexpectedly, a small blue stuffed teddy bear started to float towards the child and Mando saw how the baby had its little hand out, eyes closed, and making strained noises. "No, no, no. You have to earn it fair and square." Mando stopped the toy midair before anyone else could notice it and the baby protested. He put it back where it belonged, checking out the whole stand.

It was a classic colorful bullseye with darts game一 the higher the score, the better the toy.

"You should go in for a game. Bet you can't get all the points," the mechanic teased. She earned a proper small chuckle from his voice modulator. "Can you?" he challenged back. Peli's posture straightened up and gave him a cocky smirk, handing him the kid.

"Hey, you!" She approached the owner. "One round here!" "One credit, ma'am!" The kind man extended his hand, and she slapped the currency right on the palm. The man handed her three little white darts with colored feathers on the tail. Peli licked her lips, and stuck out her tongue between her teeth, narrowing her eyes. She threw the first one, and it hit right in the center.

"Watch and learn, kid! Your cool aunt is about to get you a nice toy." She winked at the kid, the little one only tilted his head. She breathed out and started to measure the second one, balancing it on her hand.

The man in beskar observed carefully, until he felt a heavy shove behind him, making him stumble to the front; the baby whined in annoyance.

"Oh, I'm very sorry!" A hooded figure quickly said, not even turning around.

They didn't even notice they dropped a candle. Mando turned to see how the person was rushing away to an eerie-looking stand, but it already had people surrounding it. He sighed and picked up the candle, examining it carefully and analyzing the symbols in it. The baby reached for it and with his claws clinging to it, his dad allowed it.

"Dank Farrik!"

His head turned back to the short woman and the board. The second dart hit 2 rows away from the first and third turn, laying on the dirt.

"But you saw that it hit! It just fell!" she protested. "I'm sorry, ma'am!" the guy shrugged. "Rules are rules. It's got to be on the board or it doesn't count" "Aw, come on... But did I earn anything?" she asked. She got handed a hand-carved wooden frog. "Kid's going to choke on this!" She groaned and clicked her tongue. The short woman sighed in disappointment and walked towards them. " 'Til next time, I suppose," she shrugged and showed Mando the figure. Motto noticed the candle and peeked at it.

"What's that?" She took it carefully from his little claws, and the hunter gave the baby the frog figurine instead. "Someone was in a rush... From there" he signaled the spot with his head. "It's probably important, you should give it back." Peli handed him back the wax object, carrying the baby in her arms.

It was impressive to him how long the line was for a lonely-looking spot. A dark-colored tent with a dim light shining on the inside, and a big lizard-looking humanoid, hunched on a seat to guard the entrance.

He moved past the long thread of people, and a few looked at him in anger, mumbling protests. The guard got aware of it and stood from his chair.

"Hey, back to the line," the creature snarled. Mando didn't budge and only showed him the candle. "Whoever works here, dropped this," he stated. The lizard snatched it roughly from his hand, narrowing its eyes to him and huffing through their nostrils. They disappeared inside the tent briefly and came out fast. "Now get lost." He crossed his arms. Didn't need to tell Mando twice, he turned on his heel and walked away, shaking his head.

"What are they selling?" Motto asked and Mando shrugged. "I'm not sure. The bouncer didn't seem very happy," he pointed back with his thumb.

A few moments passed when some scared yelps could be heard from behind. The previous hooded figure was getting thrown out of the tent, with a painful grunt and a roll on the dusty ground.

"Take it back!" A roar could be heard, belonging to a much bigger creature than the bouncer, stomping angrily out of the tent. People scattered away in fright, and Mando jumped in action, rushing towards the hooded person on the floor. "Ma'am, please! They're not always true! You can always change it" they pleaded, struggling with trying to get up. It huffed and stomped towards the figure, raising a hand, ready to slam it down on their body.

They only covered themselves, waiting for a strike.

Clank!

As if holding a shield, the Mandalorian had his arm raised, holding back the fist of this big woman. He groaned in restraint, getting slightly pushed back by the strength. On a swift move, he shoved off her hand, making her waddle back.

She looked at her fingers and shrieked in terror.

"You broke my nail!" She cried out, hugging it towards her chest. Her face dramatically turned to the bouncer, with a disgusted expression. "I am never coming back! You speak bantha shit!" She stormed away, bumping into people on her way out. Mando turned to the hooded person, kneeling next to them.

"I told you, Y/N." The lizard crossed his arms. "You can't always say what "the lines" tell you." The metal helmet whipped to him, but said nothing. He sighed in disappointment.

You managed to get up on your own, slowly pacing towards the cover, with your head down. The lizard spoke to you in an unknown tongue, to which you just bowed to him and turned back to the Mandalorian, bowing to him as well. "Thank you for your help..." You softly thanked him. You straightened up and disappeared inside your little business place.

"Mando! What happened? Everyone scrammed away like flies!" Peli's voice squeaked in surprise as she ran towards him. "A Mandalorian?" The man asked, scratching his chin in interest. "That's right, pal! Great fighter and the best at what he does: getting the job done!" Motto grinned, patting softly his shoulder pad.

"I'm out of commission..." He mumbled back, crossing his arms and tilting his weight on one leg. "I'll pay you credits," he said as he reached his large hand for a pouch on his belt. "This could be enough for... Whatever you might be needing right now"

Mando puffed out his chest.

"He'll do it!" The mechanic quickly replied. The helmet's visor stared at her. The mechanic bounced the baby on her hip as if it was a reminder.

Mando sighed loudly and extended his hand. The bouncer gave him a mocking smile, turning the pouch upside down, and letting two credits drop from it.

"Hey, what...?" Confused and looking down at the currency. "I'll give you the rest after I've had my drink. Think of your child, first." It tilted his head, taking the bag back into his belt.

The Mandalorian clenched the credits and said nothing else.

The lizard walked past him, bumping against his shoulder intentionally; got close to the short lady, eyeing down the kid, making him hide in his auntie's arms... He chuckled and made his way to the closest cantina.

Peli approached and gave him a reassuring smile. "I'll take care of the little one, don't worry... You might need the money right now. I'll wait for you at the hangar with dinner."

"What happened with taking a break?" "An extra won't hurt."

The metal man kept the credits and walked inside the small tent.

Past the bead curtains, he saw you in front of a small wooden table, with your head down, mumbling some things he couldn't quite understand. The faint smell of incense filled his nostrils along with burnt wax. Candles were carefully placed around you and the table as well. The subtle noise of floor crunching alerted you, lifting your head quickly, and placing your hands on top of the table. Your golden bracelet heavily scraping on the surface.

"Oh, hello again..." Your voice greeted him in a low but friendly tone. The Mandalorian didn't say much. He was only observing his surroundings and looking in curiosity at the peculiar decoration. Small cabinets and shelves with all kinds of jewelry, quartz, and other curiosities on display.

"Would you like me to read them?" You interlaced your fingers on top of the table. "I don't believe in these kinds of things..." he mumbled. "I'm not asking you to believe. But, would it hurt to try?" You nodded with your head to the empty place before you, offering your palms. The man briefly hesitated, but slowly approached and sat down across. He unsheathed his blaster, placing it near him on the table. He put his palms upwards.

You reached out to him, weighing him briefly on top of yours, humming. You felt how he had tensed up when your hands touched him.

"Wow... Very interesting. I see here you'll have 3 dogs and a small house!" You gasped as you rubbed his fingers, feeling the leather. "...Really?" He leaned to see closer his hands. "No. I need you to take off the gloves." You snickered at the joke. Mando grumbled. "Relax... I'm not going to cut them off... Please?" You patted the back of his hand softly. He grunted softly in discomfort, but then there was a shifting noise of the fabric being slipped off and slapped down on the table.

Once again, his hands made contact with yours.

The Mandalorian seemed confused as to what was happening to him. The warmth was making him uneasy and his expression was beginning to change to that of concern... It seemed he was very much willing to fight if needed, but the warmth he felt made him a bit hesitant. He seemed to be feeling a little more vulnerable than he usually would... As if he was letting his guard down, but it was like a weird embrace.

"In this life," you started. "There's something that we're born with..." You squeezed his right hand. "...And what we have lived so far." Then his left one. "The lines within our palms can tell a lot more than we ever dare to reveal. They don't tell us with precision our future, but the outcome of our choices. We are all in charge of our destiny, after all.” You weighed his hands on yours, bouncing them slightly. “What they could reveal... Can always turn out right or be inconclusive. They can crack, change or grow with time... But it's all up to us." You put his hands together, getting his pinky fingers to touch side to side. Your thumbs through his palms feeling the callouses and scars that decorated his skin. For no reason, there was blush creeping up your cheeks, and you thanked the stars for the cowl covering it.

"Big hands... Rough skin. The hands of a philosopher and a worker... Your creases are outstanding and lines are very well defined." You mumbled out loud. "What's that supposed to mean?" He questioned. "Trustworthy." You grinned. His chest plate raised briefly in a chuckle. "This is interesting..." You hummed.

"Life... Cracks. In both hands..." You ran your thumb on the line between his index and his own thumb. “You had no choice back then... Your path was changed; taken away..." You squeezed his right hand. His curiosity made him silent. The visor observed the work of your fingers on his hands. The softness of your touch made his chest flutter at the sensation, but the tension on his palm made you realize his brain remained in a “fight or flight” response.

"And it continues, but once again it splits... A choice to be made. To hold on to it or let go." You pressed your thumb's fingertip on the soft mound under his left thumb. The man’s fingers went a bit soft after that and closed under your touch ever so slightly. "Don't worry much. I'm sure the people you found so far in your path, will support you," you tried to assure him. You turned his hands, holding his fingers. "Be smart. Choose your battles wisely." You rubbed his knuckles affectionately.

"Thank you for allowing me to look into your hands, it's been my pleasure." You bowed your head, your forehead touching his fingernails for a moment. You expected him to pull his hands away... But he didn't. Instead, his touch lingered and squeezed your fingers back.

Your breath hitched slightly, thrown off by this. Even past the dark glass of his visor and over your cloak, his eyes were fixated on you. Nothing else existed but this moment. "Are you done?" Malek’s slurred voice brought you back, making you pull away from his touch. The Mandalorian slipped back his gloves, getting up as he picked up his blaster and kept it into his holster once again. "Here's the rest," the lizard man threw to Mando's chest, a small pouch with credits. "Now, get out." He grumbled. The armored man didn't say much. He looked over his shoulder at you.

"Thank you," he nodded and took long strides to the exit. You got up as well, standing in front of your guardian, extending both hands at him. "What?" He scorned. "My part, of course..." You replied. "Right..." He mumbled. The cold feeling of currency dropping on your hands made you fuzzy. You eagerly pulled your hand to your chest, counting the coins with your finger and the happiness didn't last long.

"I can barely afford today's dinner and tomorrow's breakfast..." You extended your hand back at him. "Then I guess you'll have to earn it with more blabbering about destiny and all your crap," Malek smirked with malice. You huffed as a reply.

"You always end up having half of what people pay me, it's not always enough..." You calmly explained. "Well, it should! You already have where to work, and a roof over your head! Be thankful!" The lizard's hands reached out for your wrists, pulling you closer to him as he shook you in a rather aggressive way.

Your coins got scattered to the ground and the table with loud clattering. Loud enough.

You groaned in pain at the grip and scrunched your nose at the smell of the spotchka on his breath. "Maker, alright!" You complained, trying to free your hands off him.

"Let go." A modulated voice spoke from behind him.

The bouncer slowly turned his head, only to meet a blaster gun pointed at his face. "Mind your business, metalhead," Malek hissed. The bouncer locked his forearm around your neck, straining you against his chest. Between the struggling and shuffling, your cowl slid off your head. The Mandalorian froze. You gasped and lowered your sight.

"Did he do that to you...?" The helmet tilted.

"I can do much worse. Don't test me, Mandalorian," the humanoid raised their face in a challenging way. The warrior took one step closer and the bouncer took one step back, tightening his arm.

"Get closer and see what happens next!" Malek grabbed your chin, forcing you to look up. You stomped on his foot, making him shout in pain. The humanoid let go and you fell rather hard. Mando shot in reaction and your eyes widened when there was a thud behind you. You started breathing rapidly.

Your head turned to him, reaching your hand out and poking his leg. "...Malek?" You whispered.

No answer.

"We should go." Mando stated, you nodded and felt up the lifeless lizard's hip until you found the hanging bag of credits— he always used to keep it close to him. Not particularly trusting whoever came closer to it, even you—, but now, it was you who hugged it close to your chest. The candlelight that shone on your side, went dark for a moment, making you tense up at the sudden presence. You reached out your free hand to it and the tips of your fingers brushed against the leather of gloved digits. A smile tugged on the corner of your lips and without a second thought, you took it to help yourself up back to your feet. He guided you to go over the body and stopped nearby the table, bending your body over it, blowing the candles. You pulled your cowl back up on your head and hooked your fingers under his arm. He didn’t say anything.

When both of you walked out of the tent, there were no more people around it. Just the sounds of people way further from your spot. As the two of you made your way to the crowded part of the festival, the smell of food perked your senses up, and your stomach growled at it. Out of embarrassment, your free hand rested on your abdomen. "When was the last time you ate?" His helmet turned to you. "Um..." You tried to recall, then shrugged. “I… Am not sure.” He sighed, shaking his head.

His long and hurried strides meant for you to follow his pace. Your steps synced and even felt in a comfortable silence between you. Sometimes, he glanced by the corner of his eye at you; his steps would slow down and his free gloved hand would tap your fingers to make you stop walking and not bump into people. Your ears were sharp at this point, but wouldn't admit that you could hear others footsteps approaching. It was a blatant contrast at how he was before to how caring and protective he had become of you. Even to the point where someone had bumped against you, and with one glance from his, they apologized immediately. Soon enough, the noises started to fade in the background once again and stopped walking. The smell of iron and oil could be perceived… But something else lingered in the air. You were driven into it, unconsciously pulling Mando along with you.

"Why, look who's back!" The mechanic bounced the child on her legs, making it squeal. You stopped on your tracks and blurry imagery was lit by the bonfire near. A short silhouette with a bundle of browns and greens on her legs.

"Could it be a pet?" Your brain pondered for a moment, tilting your head a bit. "And... Company." Her eyebrow raised at you. "They're with me," The metal man assured the mechanic and helped you out to sit by the fire.

"Well," Motto smiled and carried the baby up from her legs, walking to you. "There's enough broth for everyone! Here, hold the womp rat." The mechanic lifted the baby up from her legs and put them on yours.

"Womp rat…?" You echoed in a low and confused mumble.

A curious gurgle came from the kid. You gasped and tried not to move much, hovering one hand behind him to prevent him from falling and the other near him, by instinct. You felt a little scratching on the palm of your free hand; you pressed your hand against it, feeling his little hand on yours. There was a fluttering feeling inside your chest, letting out a little amused giggle. "Well, hi there," you lent him your finger and he gripped on it. You wiggled it a bit and he didn't let go yet.

The hand behind him reached out behind his head and you caressed it softly, bumping into his ears. "Oh my...! Such ears you have, little one!" You exclaimed, carefully brushing it. He cooed back.

"Alright, here you go, uhm… Didn't quite catch your name here." Her brow furrowed as she approached you. "Y/N." You helped the kid turn around, carefully wrapping your arm on his little body, hugging him against you. The mechanic gave the kid a small bowl and for you, a larger one. You brought the broth close to your face, took in the smell and blew softly on it to cool it off, taking small sips from it. Then you dawned it in one large gulp.

Motto's eyebrows raised at you, her jaw hanging up a bit in shock. "Someone was hungry, for sure…" She chuckled in amusement. The baby burped and giggled; you laughed a bit along with Peli. "It makes two of us," you looked down at the green spot.

"This is delicious, thank you." You bowed your head. "And for you, Mando," Motto offered him a bowl, he took it but put it on a side. "Thank you," his helmet nodded at her.

The man in armor didn't move much. His position rested in certain stiffness, watching over your figure and the small one. Peli's eyes flicked between him and you, giving a small nod and a low chuckle in amusement. With one big fake yawn, she took long steps to the side.

" Stars ! Look at the time! I should leave you two! Have a good one!" The short woman gave Mando a pair of thumbs up, sneaking away to her booth.

Behind his helmet, he rolled his eyes at the antic, but with her gone, he sat next to you a considerable distance. The fire crackled, wind blew and the noise from outside slowly died, meaning the festival was coming to an end. Once you made sure it was none else but the three of you alone, you felt daring and comfortable enough to take off your hood and turn to him, with a sad smile. The light from the bonfire reflected on your skin and lit the scars that snaked around your eyes; foggy and their color were dull. "I hope you don't lose your appetite..." You chewed your lip.

The child turned to see you, he whined and you felt his little claw on your chin. You leaned down his face close to him and let out a heartfelt giggle.

"Don't worry. It doesn't hurt. I'm ok, see?" You smiled, trying to comfort the kid's worry. His tiny hand rested on your cheekbone and your heart melted at the feeling. Your nose scrunched at holding back a happy tear from falling off.

"Such a big heart for something as small as you," you touched his forehead with yours, closing your eyes, letting out a content sigh. You straightened back and looked over at Mando — well, what the light allowed you to see of him, as he looked like a blurry shiny figure.

The baby lifted his arms to his space dad and the Mandalorian picked him up, putting him on his legs. "Is he yours?" Your eyebrows raised in surprise. "You could say that," Mando simply replied.

There was a bit of fabric ruffle coming from him. Warmth hovered over your cheek and your posture straightened.

"Can I?" His modulator cracked. You nodded and held back a breath for a moment.

"What happened?" The spaceman ran his knuckles carefully over the side of your face. You blew the air you were holding up at the feeling, but didn't exactly pull away. "Well," you cleared your throat. "I used to live on a spice farm. My family and others worked for some rich people... Not exactly a legal thing, I think. We always had to hide."

The Mandalorian's caresses became even more gentle, and you leaned to it, allowing yourself to share more.

"One day, we got raided by Trandoshands. They weren't exactly gentle. Shooting around and pushing people… I remember hearing a blaster shot and its bounce on the surface. One moment, I was hiding and the next one, everything got blurry and my face burnt..." You covered one of your eyes, pursing your lips at the call back on the feeling.

"I know I wasn't the only one who got hurt. I was sent with the "Undesirables". They captured people, separated families to pay a debt." You chewed your cheek, with certain disappointment. Mando's big palm pressed onto your face, and you leaned into the touch. You put your hand over his, adding a bit of pressure on it and smiled.

His thumb carefully caressed the healed bruises under your eye and cheekbone.

"Malek and his wife took me in with them. She was the one who taught me how to read palms, and gave me this. Too bad she got sick." You shook your right wrist, the bracelet wiggling on your forearm, as it was a bit big on you. "She always said that things happened for a reason..." You peeled off the hand from your face, aligning them together for your fingers and palms to touch. A very noticeable size difference.

"And as for the people we meet, they happen to cross our paths too... All according to what the universe dictates." You intertwined your fingers with his. It felt right to do so. The warrior didn't move, didn't say anything. He just let it be. Between your hands, you felt the wiggling of three little fingers trying to squeeze into the moment. You laughed and your hands separated; your pinky's next to each other's with the little green one in the middle.

"Do you have anywhere to go?" Mando asked and you stared deeply at the fire. "I'm not sure..." You frowned. " I can't go back there..." "Let me help." He gently held your hand with his fingers. "Where to?" You eagerly leaned closer to the helmet. "Nevarro. I know someone. We can leave in the morning." He offered. "Sounds like a plan to me," you smiled.

41 notes · View notes