#ROSE WITH A TONFA ROSE WITH A TONFA

[writing-heiress]

Persona 5 AU: Ramshackle

GRIM

Code Name: Chat

Arcanas: The Fool, Faith

Personas: Bastet, Bakeneko, Cat Sith

Melee Weapon: Claws

Ranged Weapon: Slingshot

ENMA YUUKEN

Code Name: Paladin

Arcana: The Fool, Justice

Personas: St. Gertrude the Great, Takayama, St. Micheal

Melee Weapon: Kodachi

Ranged Weapon: Carbine

YUUKA HIRASAKA

Code Name: Fighter

Arcanas: The Fool, Strength

Personas: Jeanne d’Arc, Bradamante, Minerva

Melee Weapon: Tonfa

Ranged Weapon: Cannon

YUUTA MITO

Code Name: Chef

Arcanas: The Fool, Temperance

Personas: Zao Shen, Hestia, Brigid of Ireland

Melee Weapon: Hand Axe

Ranged Weapon: Crossbow

AU based/inspired by this

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[thesilliestrovingalive]

Updated: April 20, 2025

Reworked Character #4: Fio Germi

POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNING: Viewer discretion is advised due to references to death, alcoholism, and SA.

Real name: Fiolina Hortensia Germi

Alias: Teatime in the Battlefield

Occupation: Master Sergeant of the S.P.A.R.R.O.W.S. and the lead medical technician of the Regular Army’s special forces

Retirement plans: Become a sports doctor, open up a bakery, and start a family with the man she loves most

Special skills: Chiropractic and massage therapy, knowledge in military medicine and dentistry, housework, acupuncture, and astronomy

Hobbies: Ballroom dancing, going on a picnic, giving her friends massages and checking their teeth, doing sewing and embroidery projects, and frequenting petting zoos, nature reserves, art galleries, and outer space museums

Likes: Peppino, being in Tarma’s arms, baking cakes and other sweet treats for her comrades, reading books on wildlife, art history, and constellations, and having a huge amount of space on the battlefield while maintaining distance

Dislikes: Her eyeglasses becoming broken and useless, sneezing and coughing on the battlefield scolding hot and freezing cold baths, insects and creepy crawlies, and how loud thunder is

Favourite food: Homemade sandwiches and gelato

Favourite drink: Iced tea (preferably Queen Mary)

Sexuality: Heteroromantic demisexual

Gender: Female

Age: 15 (in 2022), 21 (in 2028), 23 (in 2030), 25 (in 2032), 27 (in 2034), 34 (in 2041), 36 (in 2043), 37 (in 2044), and 40 (in 2047)

Blood type: O+

Weight: 145 lbs. (66 kg)

Design: She’s a 5’ 2” (157.48 cm) Italian mesomorph with sloping shoulders, upper arms that carry some of her weight, a bit of belly fat, voluptuous breasts and hips, and prominent thighs. She has olive skin, droopy blue-grey eyes, and brownish freckles scattered across her face and neck. Her hair is identical to Fio's Metal Slug Tactics portrait, but it's an orangish-brown colour, and the ponytail is secured with a rusty orange hairband.

Her fingernails are painted in an English lavender hue with translucent bronze glitter. She wears thick, winged copper eyeliner, pale plum eyeshadow, a golden pink blush on her cheeks and nose, and raspberry lip gloss. As a result of battle injuries and her own clumsiness, she bears a bullet wound near the centre of her left calf, six brutal stab scars on her left shoulder, and numerous cut marks and scrapes on her arms and legs.

Her military gear consists of polarised silver-plated transition lens eyeglasses, a metal dog tag necklace with her name, and a cordovan Eisenhower jacket. She wears a pink lavender T-shirt with a dogwood rose stripe running along the front and a carmine bra underneath. She wears carmine gloves, fern green wristbands, and a gold-buckled leather belt to secure her ebony army cargo shorts, which fall just above her knees. She also wears ebony paratrooper boots, over-the-calf dark moss green socks, dogwood rose elbow pads, and the same knee pads that are worn by Fio in her concept art for Metal Slug 3. She has a khaki waist pack attached to the back of her belt, which carries her nail polish, lip gloss, eyeliner, an eyeshadow palette, a circular medium purple blush compact with a built-in mirror, two makeup brushes (a large one and a small one), and a makeup sponge. She has an integrated belt loop for her sheathed hatchet, a gun holster for her handgun, and a holder for her tonfa.

The pockets of Fio's Eisenhower jacket carry around an embroidered cockade of Italy pin and a Ventolin inhaler. It carries a wooden calico Japanese Bobtail maneki-neko figurine, which is a gift from Eri. The figurine wears a metallic green collar with a red stripe and a gilt-brass bell. Its right arm is raised, and its left paw holds a koban coin. The pockets of her army cargo shorts carry a canister of pepper spray, a bottle of azithromycin pills, and a bottle of specialised prescription supplements specifically designed to manage her cystic fibrosis.

Over her T-shirt, she dons a Soldier Plate Carrier System (SPCS) with a MultiCam pattern, which carries her walkie-talkie and ammo for other firearms. Her black ammunition bandolier is slung over her right shoulder, and the back of her Eisenhower jacket features an embroidered S.P.A.R.R.O.W.S. logo. Fio carries an ebony load-bearing backpack containing camping equipment, fire bombs, stones, portable ammo boxes, a canteen full of water, and a woven picnic basket filled with prepared sandwiches. She carries her latest sewing project and its accompanying supplies, a Hexagon Arms M-3685, a cat o' nine tails whip, medical supplies, a scientific telescope, and Peppino, her greyish-brown teddy bear with purple eyes and a pearlescent blue bowtie. She also carries a dirty white picnic blanket with embroidered orange Calla lilies, pink cyclamen, and lavender carnations.

On her left wrist, she wears a metallic green mystery watch with a transparent crystal dial that showcases black hands in the centre of a crimson inverted triangle. Shimmering saffron-yellow Roman numerals, ranging from I to XII, are positioned around the dial, separated by three dots each.

She always wears a pair of teardrop-shaped pink opal earrings and a gold chain necklace featuring a red coral cornicello amulet, believed to ward off bad luck and bring good fortune. She wears a khaki army cap, once worn by her father during his military service, with the Regular Army insignia emblazoned on the front. Additionally, she wears a rosy pink armband on her left arm, featuring an European bee-eater perched on an olive branch at its centre.

Character summary: She's initially reserved and timid around strangers but warms up and opens up once she becomes familiar with new people. There are times when she feels uncomfortable around new people, especially if they exhibit peculiar behaviours, invade her personal space or are excessively loud. She's not kindly outspoken and full of energy around strangers because she's afraid of coming across as annoying. She's a compassionate, considerate, and overly cautious listener who's really good with children and lends everyone a generous helping hand. She's sensitive and unafraid to show her true emotions, often engaging in introspective thought.

She possesses a steadfast commitment to justice, having no tolerance for individuals who seek to stir up strife, and is slow to forgive those who inflict harm on others for their own selfish purposes. Despite her quiet and calm demeanour, she's surprisingly prone to stress and anxiety, particularly when confronted with obnoxious noises, unwanted physical contact or situations where she can't escape. Even though she's a seasoned warrior, she harbours an intense fear of insects and creepy crawlies, often resorting to hiding behind Tarma, Marco or Eri and insisting they handle the situation. On occasion, she displays an almost childlike naivety and exuberance, typically after completing a mission or while off duty.

She's a very friendly and gentle clean freak who'll do anything to help out her family, friends, comrades, and those in need. She prepares all her meals with love and dedication, considering others' likes and dislikes, hoping they'll enjoy what she's made. She would be utterly heartbroken when someone didn't like the food she had taken the time to prepare, causing her to shrink into herself and apologise. She's a nature-loving girl who's incredibly clever and always thinks optimistically. When talking to others, she often uses lively hand gestures and animated facial expressions to emphasise certain ideas. She gets easily flustered by compliments and flirtatious advances, blushing deeply and becoming nearly speechless. She's a somewhat superstitious person, believing in things like placing one's hat on a bed is a sign of bad luck for homeowners and spilling salt being a harbinger of financial troubles.

She's a great strategist who excels in keep-away tactics. However, she often pushes people away due to fear and isn't the most skilled fighter, but can fight when necessary. She compensates for her limited combat skills by carrying an ample supply of ammunition. Her teammates often rely on her for resupply when they exhaust their own ammo, especially Ralf, who has a bad habit of not carrying much. Additionally, she's skilled at barrage fire, effortlessly overwhelming enemies and bolstering her confidence in the heat of battle.

Whenever she's faced with the death of a child, a comrade or friend being severely injured, being touched inappropriately or being rudely insulted, her face darkens. She becomes cold-hearted and deadly serious, and her tactical prowess shines through most. She's quite curious around strangers, nervously trailing them and asking a few questions to get to know them. Despite cherishing the importance of friendship, she sometimes feels isolated by her exceptional intelligence, privileged upbringing, and cystic fibrosis. She values maintaining a healthy work-life balance and prioritising her time with loved ones, holding both in higher regard than success. She believes that living in or exploring beautiful places helps her become a better person by gaining a deeper appreciation of the world around her.

She originally harboured romantic feelings for Marco, but they dissipated after he disclosed that he isn't interested in romantic and sexual relationships. Her affections eventually shifted to Tarma, whom she found charming due to his silliness, emotional intelligence, Hokkaido dialect, the soothing sound of his voice, pleasant smile, and knack for building professional motorcycles. She finds immense comfort in Tarma's presence and often offers him solace when he's having a rough day or struggling with self-doubt.

After her romantic relationship with him fully blossoms, she forms an exceptionally close physical and emotional bond with him. However, her tendency to become overly attached manifests at times, especially when feelings of fear or loneliness arise. Despite being in a romantic relationship with Tarma, she maintains a non-possessive attitude, unconcerned if he flirts or sleeps with other women and men, considering it his personal freedom. However, she does prefer openness and honesty, ensuring that he communicates with her about his actions. She sometimes gets into debates with Tarma about what they should or shouldn't do, but she usually remains polite and calm, focusing on finding a solution that benefits both of them rather than worrying about negative consequences. After a debate, she often apologises to Tarma and follows up with a hug.

She eventually enters into a polyamorous queerplatonic relationship with Marco and Tarma, which she deeply cherishes and further satisfies her craving for emotional intimacy. She's displeased when Nadia takes advantage of her kindness to avoid responsibilities. However, she appreciates Nadia's help with dessert-making, although Fio often has to bribe her by offering something equally sweet or letting her have the largest share of a batch to persuade her to lend a hand. She feels grateful to Nadia whenever she's on the verge of a panic attack as Nadia either steps in to address whatever is causing her anxiety to skyrocket or offers her comfort. She's frustrated by Eri's overprotectiveness, especially when it comes to Tarma, as it reminds her of her father's behaviour and makes her feel like she's being treated like a child. She finds Red Eye to be an incredibly intimidating person, despite their relatively friendly relationship, which occasionally involves sharing a cup of tea together.

When she's reached her limit, feels threatened or needs to express her authentic feelings about something that gets under her skin, she's capable of standing up for herself and making her voice heard. She rarely swears, but when someone's pushed her too far, she'll unleash a stern reprimand, peppered with profanities in Italian. She's unconcerned by Marco's and others' opinions that carrying Peppino is childish because the teddy bear provides her with personal comfort and solace, particularly when she's anxious or sad. Ever since meeting Ralf, who encouraged her to try new things, she has mustered the courage to pursue thrilling experiences and enjoy them to the fullest, even if they carry some risk.

She's not fond of drinking alcohol due to its bitter taste and intoxicating effects, which make her feel nauseous and slightly nervous. However, on rare occasions, she’ll let loose and indulge in alcohol with her friends, especially after a challenging mission. When intoxicated, she starts to act playful, flirtatious and sexually teasing towards Tarma, obnoxiously loud, agitated, and bluntly honest.

She harbours private reservations about the Regular Army's methods, particularly when it comes to neutralising perceived threats, including journalists and enemy-affiliated personnel. She acknowledges that not everyone in these groups is malicious, but rather, many are innocent individuals caught in complex circumstances. Moreover, she struggles with the nagging feeling that those closest to her have been conditioned to uncritically accept the Regular Army's moral stance, never questioning its motivations or ethics. However, she's deeply afraid to express these thoughts aloud, fearing deadly repercussions and unwilling to risk stirring up trouble or jeopardising the relationships she values. She often pushes these thoughts aside by focusing on becoming a better fighter and drawing inspiration from high-ranking individuals like Marco and Clark, whom she greatly admires.

She has a tendency to fall asleep extremely quickly at bedtime or naptime, and her loud snoring can be disruptive to others who are trying to rest or focus on important tasks in the same room. She would be heartbroken if Peppino were lost, destroyed or stolen forever, as the teddy bear has been her constant companion since birth. However, she would be overjoyed to be reunited with the original Peppino or receive a new teddy bear that's an exact replica. During warmer weather, she has a habit of lifting up her T-shirt to cool herself off, but tries to be discreet about it.

She believes that war serves no purpose other than destruction, resulting from conflicts that escalate beyond the control of free will. In her view, war profoundly alters the moral fabric of society, accelerating the advancement of weaponry and technology used in conflict. As a firm believer in virtue ethics, she thinks morality is about becoming the kind of person we truly want to be. To become a better person, people must cultivate values like honesty, bravery, justice, and generosity, leading to a morally righteous life and self-improvement. By practicing fundamental moral values, people develop the ability to make tough choices when faced with ethical dilemmas, learning to trust their instincts, listen to their conscience, and stand firm in their convictions. She holds that life is more powerful than death, continually finding innovative ways to adapt and flourish.

Backstory: Fiolina Hortensia Germi was born on October 2, 2007 in Genoa, Italy. The Germi family is renowned for their vast wealth, military service, and philanthropic endeavours. Originally merchants and nobles, they amassed their fortune in the Mediterranean region during the Age of Exploration and have since maintained their wealth, now managing various corporations and philanthropic organisations. True to their militaristic heritage, the Germis have participated in numerous conflicts, including the Napoleonic Wars of the 1800s, the Italian Unification Wars of the 19th century, and modern-day wars against terrorism worldwide. Sadly, many Germi warriors lost their lives, leading to an important family custom where the chosen heir of the Germi family must serve in the military.

Alessandro Germi, Fio's father, was a fearsome soldier in the Regular Army in his earlier years, serving alongside Fabriclus Roving. However, he was forced to leave military service after being severely injured during a shootout, which left him crippled and suffering from debilitating post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD). His body bore the scars of countless battles, a testament to the wounds he had endured and the bloodshed he had witnessed on the front lines. After returning to civilian life and receiving proper support, Alessandro successfully restored his family's struggling business. He also started a family with his beloved wife, Giulietta, a talented seamstress and manager of a luxurious art museum.

Alessandro's wish was to have a healthy son as he feared that sending a daughter onto the battlefield would be a perilous ordeal. To his surprise and dismay, Giulietta gave birth to a daughter, and due to health complications, she couldn't bear any more children. Fio's mother also experienced postpartum depression after childbirth and passed down a hereditary disease: cystic fibrosis. Alessandro's deep-seated fears for his daughter's safety often led him to become overly protective, causing tension with Giulietta, who found his helicopter parenting suffocating. Fio's birth marked the first time in Germi history that the family had a female heir.

Despite her parents' mental health struggles, they went above and beyond to care for her, providing unwavering love and support. During the first five years of her elementary education, she was homeschooled, and her parents taught her a diverse range of subjects, including mathematics. They encouraged Fio’s appreciation for friendships, the outdoors, and the finer things in life. They even fostered her love of astronomy, gifting her a scientific telescope on her 10th birthday, which she still has to this day. She picked up ballroom dancing at the birthday party of one of Alessandro's retired comrades and good friends, held at his fancy mansion. Wanting to give dancing a try, she asked her father to teach her. He gladly complied and taught her the basics of dancing.

Giulietta often took her on enriching outings to nature reserves and art museums, where she learned about biology and art history. Her mother also taught her the importance of domestic duties, showing her how to do her chores and clean the house. On special occasions, her mother would dress her up in pretty dresses and give her adorable animal plushies, which she still keeps. Once Fio expressed her desire to attend school, Giulietta convinced Alessandro to allow it, believing she had a promising future. After some persuasion, Alessandro reluctantly agreed, understanding that Fio had hopes and dreams she wanted to explore and fulfill someday.

When she was sent to a non-religious elementary school that many middle-class kids attended. She was bullied and exploited by the other children because of her wealthy status and overt politeness, but her father and teachers consistently intervened. As she grew, she discovered her own voice, learning to assert herself with courage and conviction. Standing up to her bullies with firm yet gentle confidence, she effectively silenced their taunts and earned respect. Once she completed elementary and secondary school, Alessandro sent her to a private school that many wealthy and upper middle-class kids attended. Like Marco, Fio excelled in all her classes, demonstrating exceptional academic prowess and a deep appreciation for effort and lifelong learning.

She remembered a time during her early teen years when she had to wear orthodontic braces, which greatly embarrassed her and made her feel unattractive. During that period, she would avoid eating lunch in the cafeteria and instead eat outside during recess. She participated in a science fair and won 2nd place for her asteroid impact on Earth simulation. She also took part in two dance competitions, winning 4th place in the solo event and 3rd place in the duet she did with a former school best friend.

However, her life took a devastating turn near the end of her secondary school days. A sudden and tragic terrorist airstrike, attributed to the Ptolemaic Army, struck Genoa, Italy, claiming Giulietta among its many victims. Her father was the most affected by this loss, turning to a life of alcoholism and self-isolation. Although Alessandro still cared about Fio and tried his best to support her, his alcoholism and newfound self-isolating behaviour made it challenging for him to do so. As a result, the butler and maids who worked in the mansion frequently took care of her.

It took time for Fio and Alessandro to heal from this loss, but they remained resilient. To cope with the loss of her mother, she turned to sewing, baking, and reading books on ancient and modern medical practices. Eventually, Alessandro sought help and went to rehab and therapy to address his issues with Fio's support and encouragement. After graduation, Fio was awarded multiple awards and scholarships, which enabled her to attend university. There, she pursued an interdisciplinary course of study, exploring chiropractics, dentistry, and acupuncture. In private, she studied physics and astronomy in her free time as she initially wanted to apply for those two university programs. However, she ultimately chose to pursue a career in medicine due to her desire to help others.

Fio would eventually express her interest in joining the military after coming across a persuasive flyer to serve in the Regular Army. This revelation horrified Alessandro, as he didn't want to send his only child off to the battlefield, risking her life. He wanted to disregard the Germi's military traditions, believing that war is repugnant and a never-ending cycle of hate and violence. Alessandro tried to deter Fio from joining, but she persisted, driven by her desire to join the fight against terrorism and protect the lives of innocent people. He reluctantly agreed and sent her off to the military at the age of 19, but attempted to minimise her risk by using his connections and friends from his own military days to secure her a desk job, hoping to keep her out of harm's way and away from the front lines.

However, everything changed when a paperwork mistake caused by militant bureaucracy resulted in Fio's transfer to the S.P.A.R.R.O.W.S., a special operations branch of the Regular Army's Intelligence Agency known for carrying out high-risk missions. Surprisingly, Fio was ecstatic to hear the news as she had been eager to be deployed on the battlefield and make a real difference. In contrast, her father was furious and stormed into military headquarters, threatening officers in an attempt to prevent his daughter from being shipped to the front lines.

He would often try to extract Fio from the battlefield via a private jet, but she consistently resisted. Eventually, she had enough of his overprotectiveness and bravely told him that this was what she wanted—to fight on the battlefield and provide medical aid. She assured him that she was capable of handling herself. Alessandro finally understood and let her pursue her life as a military woman. In return, she promised to keep in touch with him after each mission, providing him with reassurance and comfort.

Like Eri, she played a crucial role in the Great Morden War by providing Marco's team with useful intel on Rebel Army positions. She even went so far as to provide them with sustenance, mainly in the form of homemade sandwiches. She also dedicated herself to providing medical support for Marco's team, which led to her being recognized as the lead medical technician of the Regular Army’s special forces.

During the Extraterrestrial Alliance Clash in Hong Kong, she was seized by a ruthless group of fanatic land troops and bikers who intended to exploit her for their twisted desires. They held her captive in a convenience store, tightly binding her with ropes and gagging her with an apple and her T-shirt. One of the deranged fanatic land troops subjected her to unwanted physical contact, leaving her severely traumatised and more prone to anxiety. This horrific experience intensified her resentment towards the Rebel Army and those who seek to spread chaos and harm. Fortunately, Tarma intervened just in time, eliminating the Rebel Infantrymen with the SV-001. Eri quickly freed her from the gag in her mouth and the ropes that bound her arms and ankles.

Her countless battles against worldwide criminality, terrorism, and corruption enabled her to rapidly rise through the ranks, becoming the Master Sergeant of the S.P.A.R.R.O.W.S. special forces unit. However, her time in the military has taught her a harsh reality: even the good guys can't always protect the innocent or save their friends and comrades. She has witnessed many deaths and severe injuries that left people crippled and traumatised in each battle. Nevertheless, with the emotional support of friends like Eri and Tarma, she has persevered and continues fighting to this day.

[valkariel]

Kimekomi

I love how colorful the gear can be! This one I wanted to use multiple colors to give an elaborate feel. The textures of the top with the many patterns reminds me of the dolls made with lots of different patterned cloth pieces. The short top is a very modern take, but I think it would look very pretty with one of the longer hakama and summoner sleeves for a more traditional silhouette.

Head: Br'aaxskin Headband of Striking - celeste green / ul brown Body: Hesychast's Cyclas - rose pink / default Hands: -- Legs: Spriggan Bottoms - morbol green / soot black Feet: Faire Zori - soot black / ruby red

Alt Hands: Summoner Armlets Alt Legs: Rakshasa Hakama of Striking

Earring: Dai-ryumyaku Earring of Slaying Neck: The Emperor's New Necklace Wrists: The Emperor's New Bracelet Right Ring: The Emperor's New Ring Left Ring: The Emperor's New Ring

Alt Earring: Peach Blossoms

Main Hand: Augmented Dragon's Beard Fists - desert yellow Off Hand: --

Handheld weapon will not hide the hand gear. Alt Main Hand: Moonward Bladed Tonfa

Fashion Accessory: -- Minion: -- Mount: -- Location: Yanxia - Plum Spring

Shader: Faeberry Bloom

[myminecraftfantasy]

DSMP x RWBY AU

Introduction:

This AU seems to follow the initial RWBY storyline, but immediately steers off course because I’ll be trying to smash DSMP discourse and RWBY logic together.

While most of the settings and scenarios are the same, there won’t be any direct parallel counterparts for characters roles.

The names of the schools and most of the locations remain the same, with some differences such as the kingdoms:

Atlas = Greater Dream (XDream for short)

Mistral = Kinoko

Vale = L’Manberg

Vacuo = Las Nevadas

Menagerie = Badlands

Also while Salem may not exist, the maidens and magic still do.

Characters:

TEAM RSGD (Rose Gold)

Ranboo

Race: Faunus - ??; Grimmborn

Weapon: pair of bladed tonfa/pistols

Semblance: he can use his aura to mark a spot that he can teleport to. Marks can only be used once per teleport, and will need to be renewed. (Each teleport also cost aura)

Notes: His partner is Dream.

Allegiance: L’Manburg

Sapnap

Race: human

Weapon: assault rifle/sword + flamethrower

Semblance: can immediately consume aura for a temporary boost in all physical abilities

Notes: specializes in fire dust; animals are usually uneasy around him. His partner is George

Allegiance: Kinoko

Georgenotfound

Species: human

Weapon: crossbow/spear + small shield

Semblance: Can mark a target with aura to always track the target’s location

Notes: a true hunter. His partner is Sapnap

Allegiance: Kinoko

Dream

Race: human?

Weapon: twin axes that are also pistols. combines together to create a large battle axe that is also a sniper rifle

Semblance: ???

Notes: mask and arm guards also have practical applications. His partner is Ranboo

Allegiance: XDream

TEAM TTWT (Titan White):

Tommyinnit

Race: human

Weapon: shotgun that’s also a bat

Semblance: can use aura to strengthen/power boost allies

Notes: Youngest student in Beacon. His partner is Wilbur.

Allegiance: L’Manburg

Technoblade

Species: Faunus - pig

Weapon: rocket launcher/giant sword. Can divide into an submachine gun/short sword + fishing rod

Semblance: can steal aura from opponents that he fights. Becomes stronger per battle

Notes: He was saved by Philza when he was younger

Allegiance: L’Manberg (formerly XDream)

Wilbur Soot

Race: human

Weapon: double-edged sword. Separates into two short swords that can transform into pistols

Semblance: can ignite his aura to cause an explosion. Uses it to make landmines. The more aura is used, the bigger the explosion

Notes: Tommy’s older brother and his partner.

Allegiance: L’Manburg

Tubbo

Race: faunus - ram

Weapon: war hammer/machine gun

Semblance: Can create better shields and barriers powered by his aura

Notes: His partner is Technoblade.

Allegiance: L’Manburg

:)

Team PNFJ (Pink Flamingo):

Captain Puffy & ItsFundy

Niki Nihachu & Jack Manifold

Notes:

Puffy and Fundy are faunus (sheep & fox)

Niki is the current summer maiden

Team QFSP (Kingfisher Purple):

Quackity & Slimecicle

Foolish Gamers & Purpled

Notes:

All of them are from Las Nevadas

Team BSPA (Bright Spark)

BadBoyHalo & Skeppy

Punz & AntFrost

Notes:

2nd Year students from Beacon

Punz is from XDream. Everyone else is from Badlands

Bad is a Grimmborn. AntFrost is a cat faunus.

:)

Foreign Student Pairs:

Karl Jacobs & TinaKitten

Notes:

from Kinoko.

Karl has reincarnated many times. He was once the founding king of Kinoko.

Hannahxrose & Connoreatspants

Notes:

They’re friends with the KT pair

Connor is aware of of Karl’s past

Hannah is the current spring maiden

Eret & Eryn

Notes:

from XDream.

Eryn is an old friend of Tommy

Eret is a silver-eyed warrior

:)

Oher Characters:

L’Manburg:

Philza - Secretary, Vice-principal;

Schlatt - Principal; Ram Faunus

Ponk - Professor at Beacon;

XDream:

Michael Mcchill; Callahan;

ItsAlyssa - the current winter maiden

Kinoko: Vikkstar; LazarBeam; Hbomb

Las Nevadas: Awesamdude; Boomer

Aimseytv - the current fall maiden, whereabouts unknown

(This note was last updated April 21, 2022)

So how did Ranboo ended up with the dream team? Leader, nonetheless?! Well, I don’t know! Mind telling us, Dream?

[georgi-girl]

Fanart for Miraculous Team Volume 1: Origins.

Available to read in Fanfiction.net, AO3, and Deviantart.

an ancient evil is reawakened, and fourteen teenagers are chosen to become superheroes! This was written long before the Zodiac Miraculous were revealed, so for most of the kids, SP created his own Miraculous, and made some changes to the ones in canon. I figure the best cover art would be all the Miraculous symbols surrounding Hawk Moth’s symbol. Partway through drawing, I realized it was reminiscent of the Cipher Wheel from Gravity Falls; which is fine since both SP and I love that series. Anyway, clockwise from top right the symbols are:

The Cat Miraculous: a ring. Kwami: Plagg. Special Power: Cataclysm (and unlike canon, they can use their powers more than once) Special Tool: collapsible metal staff. Holder: Adrien, alias Chat Noir

The Turtle Miraculous: a jade bracelet. Kwami: Wayzz. Special Powers: Force Fields and minor healing. Special Tool: shield shaped like a turtle shell and a pair of tonfas. Holder: Nino, alias Carapace.

The Bee Miraculous: a hair comb. Kwami: Pollen. Special Power: Shrinking (which I like better than Venom) Special Tool: spinning trombo that creates whirlwinds. Holder: Chloe (who has more character development in one chapter, than she has in the entire canon) alias Queen Bee.

The Spider Miraculous: a wrist watch. Kwami: Arri. Special Power: Sticking to Walls. Special Tool: an extendible lasso. Holder: Max, alias Arachnid.

The Dragonfly Miraculous: a necklace. Kwami: Daria. Special Powers: Flight and Super Speed. Special Tool: Discus. Holder: Alix, alias Dragonfly.

The Deer Miraculous: a pin. Kwami: Pinn. Special Power: Turning Invisible. Special Tools: bow and an an endless supply of arrows. Holder: Mylan, alias Forest Doe.

The Raven Miraculous: a belt buckle. Kwami: Tammura. Special Power: Manipulating Shadows. Special Tool: obsidian mirror. Holder: Juleka, alias Corbie Noir.

The Flamingo Miraculous: a hair clip. Kwami: Flintt. Special Power: Self-Multiplying. Special Tool: walking stick shaped like a flamingo’s head. Holder: Rose, alias The Flamingo.

The Bear Miraculous: a spiked wristband. Kwami: Murria. Special Power: EarthShaking (causing earthquakes). Special Tools: knuckledusters. Holder: Ivan, alias Grizzly Bear.

The Antelope Miraculous: a leather bracelet. Kwami: Impp. Special Power: Incredible Leaps. Special Tool: wooden bat. Holder: Kim, alias Antelope.

The Red Panda Miraculous: an artists’ glove. Kwami: Mullan. Special Power: Bringing drawings to life. Special Tool: a spear that turns into a pen. Holder: Nathaniel, alias Panda Roux.

The Wolf Miraculous: brooch. Kwami: Mikka. Special Power: Ice Breath. Special Tools: bladed fans. Holder: Sabrina, alias Louve Gris.

The Fox Miraculous: pendant. Kwami: Trixx. Special Powers: Mirages (and levitation!) Special Tool: Flute. Holder: Alya, alias Rena Rouge.

The Ladybug Miraculous: earrings. Kwami: Tikki. Special Power: No Lucky Charm, but she still has that sixth-sense special sight that helps her come up with a plan. Special Tool: yo-yo. Holder: Marinette, alias Ladybug.

[thegrimoiresvoice]

(I FINALLY posted something for my Mortal Kombat AU! If anyone is interested in designing the kast or if they're just interested, my DMs are open. Enjoy!)

HEROES OF THE WU SHI ACADEMY

Raiden, the Eternal Storm (Liam O'Brien) Species: Demi-God (Thunder) Hair: Electric silverish blue, long Kasual Outfit: White dress shirt, grey dress jacket, black dress pants, white boots Kombat Outfit: White long-sleeved robes, electric blue long coat, gray hiking boots, silver metal gauntlets, gray metal hat with engravings Weapons: Staff, amulet Arcana: Thunderstruck (electric flight, projectiles and telekinesis)

Kuai Liang Oniro/Scorpion, the Ashen Hope (Cody Christian) Species: Human Hair: Dark crimson, top knot ponytail Kasual Outfit: Yellow sleeveless hoodie, red long-sleeved shirt, black jeans, black boots Kombat Outfit: Yellow, red, and black Lin Kuei garbs, black Lin Kuei boots gray arm wrappings, yellow metal mask Weapons: Kunai on a rope, kusarigama Arcana: Smolder (pyromantic teleportation and projection)

Bi-Han Oniro/Sub-Zero, the Frost Sentinel (Roger Craig Smith) Species: Human Hair: Silverish blue, messy Kasual Outfit: Dark blue jacket, gray wicking shirt, black bulky pants, hiking boots Kombat Outfit: Dark blue, silver, and black Lin Kuei garbs, dark silver gauntlets, dark blue Lin Kuei boots, black and blue ceremonial cloak, grayish blue metal mask Weapons: Broadsword, ice weapons Arcana: Shiver (cryomantic projection and creation of weapons)

Tomas Oniro/Smoke, the Silver Eclipse (Benjamin Diskin) Species: Human Hair: Gray, shoulder length Kasual Outfit: Gray hoodie, black leather vest, silver dress pants, black sneakers, fingerless gloves Kombat Outfit: Gray and silver Lin Kuei garbs, black Lin Kuei boots, black gauntlets, black gas mask Weapons: Karambit knives, grenades Arcana: Shroud (smoke clouds emanate from his body, allowing him to disappear)

Syzoth/Reptile, the Venomous Outcast (Todd Haberkorn) Species: Zaterran Hair: Dyed green, shaved on one side, long on the other (VISAGE FORM)/Dull yellow, dreadlocks-like scales (TRUE FORM) Kasual Outfit: Dark green hoodie, sunglasses, stitched khakis, dirty sneakers. Kombat Outfit: Black trench coat, green hoodie, hiking boots, stitched-up jeans, green mask, goggles (modified to Zaterran war robes in True Form) Weapons: Zaterran hatchets, acidic saliva, sharp teeth, and claws Arcana: Vanish (straight-up invisibility in both forms)

Empress Mileena, the Thorned Rose (Erica Mendez) Species: Tarkatan (Formerly Edenian) Hair: Raven, wild ponytail Kasual Outfit: Maroon long-sleeved shirt, silver tank top (red Halestorm logo), maroon sweatpants, high-heeled boots Kombat Outfit: Fuchsia and copper Edenian armor, fuchsia vented mask with metallic clamps, arm guards, bladed high-heeled boots Weapons: Sais, Tarkatan blades Arcana: Blink (teleportation)

Princess Kitana, the Quickwinded Blade (Britt Baron) Species: Edenian Hair: Dark silver, long and flowy Kasual Outfit: Dark blue shirt, black jacket, gray pants, high-heeled boots, blue mask Kombat Outfit: Blue, black, and silver Edenian armor, metal surrounded gloves, high-heeled boots, blue and silver mask Weapons: Bladed fans Arcana: Tempest (hurricane-force winds when spinning)

Countess Jade, the Sage Assassin (Kelly Hu) Species: Edenian Hair: Brunette, twin tails Kasual Outfit: Brown short-sleeved shirt, green hoodie, green skirt, knee-high boots, Kombat: Green and brown Edenian armor, brass gauntlets, silver cloak, metallic boots, green mask Weapons: Dual-bladed staff, throwing glaive Arcana: Passwall (projectiles can pass right through her if she concentrates)

Tanya, the Guiding Hand (Cree Summer) Species: Edenian Hair: Black, twin buns Kasual Outfit: Black and gold leather jacket, black jeans, gray sneakers Kombat Outfit: Gold and black Edenian armor, ceremonial robes, helmet Weapons: Naginata, Tonfa blades Arcana: None

Liu Kang, the Rising Champion (Johnny Yong Bosch) Species: Human Hair: Black, spikey Kasual Outfit: Red jacket, white undershirt, blue pants, silver dress shoes, red headband Kombat Outfit: Black leather jacket, white garbs, baggy black pants, arm wrappings Weapons: Nunchuck staff Arcana: Ignite (fireballs, fire kicks, and summoning a fucking dragon)

Kung Lao, the Shaolin Cyclone (Greg Cipes) Species: Human Hair: Brown, small ponytail Kasual Outfit: Brown long-sleeved shirt, blue vest, stitched jeans, knee-high boots Kombat Outfit: Black and red armored vest, black armored gauntlets, brown pants, knee-high boots Weapons: Chakram fedora Arcana: Tele-Nado (spinning teleportation)

Kenshi Takahashi, the Psychic Scarlet Saber (Yuri Lowenthal) Species: Human Hair: Black, short Kasual Outfit: Black blazer, red undershirt, silver dress pants, dress shoes, black sunglasses Kombat Outfit: Black undershirt, red armored overcoat, black dress pants, dress shoes, blindfold Weapons: Sento (ancestral katana, also helps him see without eyes) Arcana: None

Johnny Cage, the Narcissistic Nutcracker (Sam Riegel) Species: Human Hair: Dirty blonde, short and messy Kasual Outfit: Dark blue blazer, dark green vest, jeans, black sneakers, tinted green sunglasses Kombat Outfit: Kevlar vest, baggy blue hoodie, padded pants, combat boots, sleeveless gloves, tinted green sunglasses Weapons: None Arcana: Showman (bright green, grayish silver, or dark red shadowy aura that enhances his abilities depending on his mood)

Sonya Blade, Semper-fi Do or Die (Ashley Johnson) Species: Human Hair: Blonde, braided ponytail Kasual Outfit: Black long-sleeved undershirt, desert camo pants, dark green vest, grenade sachel, military cap, combat boots Kombat Outfit: Dark blue futuristic stealth armor, armored hiking boots, military cap, grenade bandolier Weapons: Handgun, grenades, wrist laser projectors, combat knife Arcana: Perfume (toxic violet gas that can also cause horrific burns)

Kurtis Stryker, the Riot Guardsman (Matthew Mercer) Species: Human Hair: Dirty blonde mullet, stubble Kasual Outfit: Black jacket, blue undershirt, black cargo pants, combat boots, fingerless gloves, police cap, sunglasses Kombat Outfit: Black and blue futuristic riot armor, tactical visor, noise-cancelling boots Weapons: Nightsticks, handgun, taser, grenades Arcana: Sentinel (surrounds him in a red, bulletproof aura)

Kabal Ramirez, the Speedy Redeemer (Nolan North) Species: Human Species: Black, messy Kasual Outfit: Beige coat, green vest, stiched-up khakis, hiking boots, arm guards, hidden respirators, metal mask Kombat Outfit: Armored long coat and vest, lightweight armored boots, spiked knuckle gauntlets, hidden respirators, metal mask Weapons: Hookswords, throwing saw, flashbangs Arcana: Roadburn (super speed)

Zeffeero/Rain, the Flood of Ambition (J. Michael Tatum) Species: Edenian Hair: Dark purple, long Kasual Outfit: Purple work jacket, yellow dress shirt, dark indigo pants, black dress shoes Kombat Outfit: Purple mage's cloak and robes, purple mask Weapons: Katar, scepter (doubles as a bo staff) Arcana: Monsoon (hydromantic teleportation and projection, mild electrokinesis)

VILLAINS OF THE GREAT LEGION

Shao Kahn, the Legacy of Onaga (Kevin Michael Richardson) Species: Drakespawn Hair: Bald (but he has draconic horns and scales) Kasual Outfit: Dark red business suit, gold undershirt, black dress pants, crimson knee-high boots, Kombat Outfit: Red and black Drakespawn armor, shoulder cape, skull helmet Weapons: Hellbringer (Axe/Hammer), spears Arcana: Dominance (ego-driven reddish black aura strengthens him)

Shang Tsung, the Damnation Dealer (Steve Blum) Species: Edenian Hair: Black, long Kasual Outfit: Yellowish green undershirt, black coat, gray jeans, dress shoes Kombat Outfit: Yellow robes, black armored segments, black boots Weapons: Tekko-kagi claws Arcana: Souleater (literally steals souls to fuel his power, allowing him to assume their forms and powers)

Sullivan Kano, the Hand of the Black Dragon (Hugh Jackman) Species: Human Hair: Black, messy and ratty goatee Kasual Outfit: Black vest, cargo pants, combat boots, bandolier Kombat Outfit: Red and black armored vest, arm wrappings, combat boots with hidden knives Weapons: Cyber eye (shoots lasers), big knives, throwing blades, pulse grenades Arcana: None

Zheng Sektor, the Cybernetic Cinder (Matt Lanter) Species: Cyber (Formerly Human) Hair: Dark red, ponytail Outfit: Dark blue undershirt, red leather jacket, padded dark red pants, combat boots, blue-tinted goggles/red helmet (retractable) Weapons: Flamethrower gauntlets, explosive missile darts, red pulse blades Arcana: None

Goro, the Fists of Blazing Rage (Fred Tatasciore) Species: Shokan Hair: Black, ponytail Kasual Outfit, Black jeans, red Shokan royal robes Kombat Outfit: Black and red Shokan armor Weapons: None Arcana: None

Skarlet, the Blood Bathed Berserker (Cherami Leigh) Species: Drakespawn/Edenian Hair: Red, shoulder length, spikey Kasual Outfit: Black jacket, red undershirt, silver jeans, black boots Kombat Outfit: Black and red leather armor, goggles, red metal mask in the style of Outworld surgeons Weapons: Large scalpel, blood weapons Arcana: Clotted (blood magic through projection and creation of solid blood weapons)

Baraka, the Diseased Shredder (Scott McNeil) Species: Tarkatan (Formerly Edenian) Hair: Bald (but covered in bone-like, sometimes metallic spikes) Kasual Outfit: White short-sleeved shirt, brown jacket, black stitched-up jeans Kombat Outfit: Silverish blue armor, Asgarth Tarkatan banner wrapped around torso, dark red armored pants Weapons: Tarkatan blades Arcana: Fortitude (enhanced regeneration, not hampered by Tarkat)

Roman Valerian/Tremor, the Sandman's Quake (David Sobolov) Species: Human Hair: Silverish brown (with stone-like cracks in his skin) Kasual Outfit: Beige cloak, dark green undershirt, bulky black pants, golden medallions, hiking boots Kombat Outfit: Hooded brown armor, anti-dust mask, combat boots Weapons: Hammers, battle axe, occasionally carries a shotgun Arcana: Terra (seismic waves, crystal growths, rock generation, and lava spurts)

Reiko, the Scrappy General (Gregg Abbey) Species: Drakespawn/Edenian Hair: Silver and black, Mohawk/ponytail Kasual Outfit: Red Great Leigon sports jacket, black jeans, combat boots Kombat Outfit: Red and silver spiked armor, red gauntlets, skull medallion, armored pants, combat boots Weapons: Warhammer, knife, spear, throwing stars Arcana: Shade-Rage (red aura increases strength when angered)

OTHER STUFF

Arcanas are like Semblances from RWBY, being powers connected to the user's soul. Some have them, others don't.

Shao Kahn is the son of Onaga (who is incredibly proud of his son's work), and the father of Skarlet and Reiko (who constantly fight over his approval.

Hanzo Hasashi WILL appear, but not as Scorpion, obviously, but also not as a young child either.

[hauntedfalcon]

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kaika sentai vineranger!

vinered - masanobu mamoru - 19 - m super chill. not very talkative but loving and dependable. would be the perfect shoulder to cry on. fiercely loyal and protective. the kind of hero archetype who's chill until you hurt their friends and then nothing can stop them. was neighbors with kanae as a kid and their families are friends so they have a sibling-like relationship. taking a gap year before college and working at kanae's family's landscaping business. always has tan lines. theme is bromeliads and weapons are tonfa

vinegreen - takasugi kanae - 21 - f a little goofy and almost overly friendly. wears a big jacket with pockets that are full of miscellaneous stuff. loves to tease and playfully wrestle people. lesbian. at college studying to get a degree in urban design. her older brother will take over the landscaping business but growing up with it gave her an interest in getting greenery into people's lives. dating saiko. theme is grapes and weapon is a whip

vinepink - ibara saiko - 21 - f aloof and prickly. bad at expressing herself with words and doesn't emote well either but shows love in gestures and acts of service. will deny it if you bring it up. works in her family's flower shop with her mom and grandma. known kanae since elementary school and kanae acts as a social buffer for her. also a lesbian. sensitive to smells and textures. theme is roses and weapons are shuriken

vineyellow - asilah ra warda - 16 - f princess of the kingdom of warda. fled to earth when her kingdom was attacked by the evil skeleton kingdom, not knowing they would follow her there. always bright and cheerful despite everything. was kind of sheltered in the palace so she loves modern earth culture. being a high school student is a thrill to her. is the world's best sleepover buddy. theme is chrysanthemums and weapons are pompoms (that explode)

vineblue - zahir ra warda - 18 - m prince of the kingdom of warda. fled to earth along with his sister. neurotic and anxious all the time. naturally a routine-oriented guy and being thrown into another world entirely is not helping him. fascinated by earth technology like his sister but when he notices himself getting too deep into it he'll like slap himself awake and remind himself there's no time when evil is afoot. awkward with kids bc he's awkward with everything but actually loves them and is a good tutor. theme is irises and weapon is a crossbow

vinewhite - nehal - 1 - nb secret weapon of the kingdom of warda. a plant person who began to grow in a pod when the kingdom was first attacked. very rude and abrasive due to just being born and having no social skills but also just has a bad personality. single minded focus on tasks but easily disgusted by having to do literally anything they aren't interested in. starts living in mamoru's apartment and sparks begin to fly...? doesn't need a changer bc they can just do that. theme is lilies and weapon is a sword

[collective-remnants-rwby]

RWBYswap: Team RWBY

A rundown of the girls themselves, RWBYswaps RWBY! featuring: 

OlderSister!Ruby Rose

Faunus! Weiss Schnee

Heiress! Blake Belladonna

& SpringMaiden!Yang Xiao Long.

To be honest, I think the team might end up with their canon weapons by the end of the story, but they start differently.

As for semblances, they are the same in theory, but with different specialties.

TL:DR-Ruby takes a little after Raven, Weiss is a Happy Huntress in the making, Blake is literally just Batman, and Yang truly is the Maiden of Knowledge.

Now, onto the gorls:

Ruby Rose-A 17 year old Silver Eyed Warrior whose desire to be the hero of the fairy tales she grew up on has been intensified and tempered into a righteous fury, fueled by the loss of nearly half her family. Additionally her knowledge of Remnant’s shadow conflict, as limited as it may be, and its role in her family’s misfortune has left her suspicious of Beacon’s Headmistress, and reluctant to connect with anyone besides her younger sister.

Weapon: Crescent Rose Mk I-Twin mechanized Kama that can combine into a sniper rifle or twin sided scythe, or become bladed tonfa, with one having a gun.

Semblance: Scatter, but by this time Ruby has a much better handle on the aforementioned scattering, acting more as a phasing ability & jet boost instead of superspeed.

Weiss Schnee-A reindeer Faunus hailing from the streets of Mantle, Weiss is no stranger to the injustices of Remnant and simmering racial tensions between Faunus and humans. Inspired by her grandfather, one of the first Faunus Huntsmen trained in Mantle, she strives to see the success of Faunus in general and Mantle in particular. Her goal is complicated by the worrying slide of the once noble White Fang into extremism, an arc tragically mirrored by Weiss’ elder sister, Winter.

Weapon: Myrtenaster Mk 1-Hand and a half sword capable of dust infusion. Eiszapfen-swordbreaker dagger with a pistol function.

Semblance: Glyphs, with a focus on enhanced motion and small, quick summons.

Blake Belladonna-The Watts Belladonna Dust Consortium advanced the cause of Faunus equality by years through the simple fact that a Faunus family now held the keys to a significant chunk of Remnant’s Dust supply. The cause carried even further by the philanthropists Ghira & Kali Belladonna, at least until the fatal accident that left their 7 year old daughter Blake an orphan. But Blake doubts that story, as does she doubt the intentions of her guardian and current WBC president Arthur Watts. She has seen how the progress the WBC has stalled, and even begun to backslide, trading it for a shadier, more profitable business model. And she will go to any lengths to stop it.

Weapon: Nightshade-Hoo boy, this is a bit of a doozy. Nightshade’s a dust infusable katana whose sheath is capable of shifting into a heavy pistol with an underslung grappling hook. (Adam parallels, anyone?)

Semblance: Shadow, but her shadow is actually capable of acting as a semi independent entity, but can’t summon them as quickly. A quality over quantity situation.

Yang Xiao Long-At 15 years old, Yang Xiao Long is confident, charming, witty and apparently a skilled enough Huntress to skip two years and enter the halls of Beacon at an extraordinary age. But Yang is not stupid, and knows her enrollment is directly tied to the magic of the Spring Maiden, inherited from her elder sister Cinder Rose, and she has questions. Questions about Cinder’s death, about her father Tai’s disappearance, or the disappearance of Ruby’s mom, Summer. Questions that no one in her family seems capable or even willing to answer, more content to try and safeguard her from the shadowy fates she would see brought to light. But Yang Xiao Long is stubborn, and she’ll get her answers. Even if they prove darker than she could ever realize.

Weapon: Ember Celica: Pretty close to the original, but with grappling hook capabilities and blades capable of combining into a shield.

Semblance: Burn, same as canon, but with the added capability of absorbing damage blocked with her shield, as an odd parallel to Moonslice.

[justanotherpersonsuniverse]

Bnha Au How does everyone costume work with their quirks and is Chloe in a sense the todoroki of your au?

Chloe is like... Todoroki but with Bakugo and Regina George’s personality. Yes.

ALSO GLAD YOU ASKED HOLD ON LEMME GRAB THE CHARACTERS- READ IF YOU WANT IM JUST GONNA RAMBLE

Okay let’s go one by one-

Marinette: Though it looks mostly skin tight, her suit is mostly armor to better protect herself. The black forearm gloves are there to spread and sorta soothe whatever pain she receives from overuse of her power. Like tougher Compression sleeves. However her fingers are open because to amplify something’s growth she needs to touch it. She’s got knee pads as well.

 Adrien: Mostly tough body armor, the bottom of his shoes have an iron layer to it to toughen his kicks and his gloves have claws to them because he’s a very physical fighter and because he is usually fighting without his quirk the entire time, he needs to be able to hold his own. His butterfly visor is there to protect his eyes and is made of a very strong material that his stuck to his face via some pretty nifty techniques.

Alya: Alya’s belt has miniature routers connected to it for more energy and power to use. However that’s about it on technical terms as she went for more flare then actual usage. Her shoes are tough though and can help her drop from some significant heights.

Nino: Nino has bottles of his sweat and soap substance on his belt but also in his water tank backpack. He can extract it at any time if he needs it but mostly he relies on his own normal producing sweat. His gloves are thin, meaning the soapy mixture can go through it without needing to take them off. He’s got some knee pads as well.

Chloe: Her palms her gloveless so she can venom people. Like Marinette her sleeves/bracers are meant to squeeze and compress her arms to help her muscles and blood flow as her body reacts in pain and numbness when she overuses Venom. She’s also got an optional visor to protect her from dust getting in her eyes.

Sabrina: Her face is protected by a large visor. Her jacket is made to protect her body and is very breathable. It doesn’t get hot too wear but keeps her from getting too cold. Underneath that is her suit that squeezes on her neck and arms a little to relax her blood pressure/flow. She’s got two gauntlets with with Tonfa/baton like attachments for bashing and breaking but also wrist protection and to release any pent of energy she’s got. Her helmet also helps protect her ears from the sounds of any explosions or just ear drum rupturing sounds.

Alix: Sleek, and very aerodynamic suit so she can optimize her speed and get faster without being slowed down. Her helmet keeps her face safe from air hitting her face and stinging her eyes plus dust, and her shoes are very tough, though it also has a strong traction to it. Underneath it there is a layer of armor as she is known for skidding around and bumping into things which could damage her body severely if she’s going at a very high speed and she crashes. Her suit also contains well padded pockets where she normally keeps her pocket watch, which she uses to keep track of her time limit.

Rose: Her suit is very limited, as her quirk requires her skin to be very exposed so she can produce more of her perfume from her glands. She wears a pair of safety goggles in case of eye damage and carries around a gas mask, and a few bottles of perfume on her belt in case she wants a more precise attack or she has a teammate.

Second row:

Ivan: His suit is meant to give him an armor but also mean for be very flexible and stretchy for when he shifts into bull Minotaur form. His sleeves are armored so he can bash through cement.

Mylene: Also meant to be very stretchy and flexible for when her form changes as well. There’s elements of her hair in the suit that will change with her as she shifts (like Mirio) so it doesn’t lose its form when she changes to her smaller self. She’s also got knee pads and tough boots to keep her safe.

Max: His suit has basic body armor, he doesn’t plan to be out in the battle field twenty fore seven, however he’s got many pockets to hold things that have planned notebooks of strategy and potential plans in them.

Kim: His suit helps regulate his body temperature and his made to protect him from damage. His body produces the wax made to be his wings also like a sort of sweat that is the strongest on his back, so like Nino, his suit is very thin there so he can produce his wax wings without making holes or having to take it off. His visor is made to protect his vision from dust but also his own hot wax.

Nathaniel: His armor is meant to support him in case of further damages. His hands produce a special kind of ink that he can use to bring his drawings to life so he wears no gloves. However his sleeves, like many other of his classmates, squeeze and compress around his wrists to prevent potential aching issues or arthritis. He contains special packs of his ink that he can use to spill and create mass productions of his creations.

Juleka: Her cape is wide and tough, and connects to her wrists but continues to extend out. The purpose being to act like a wing suit similar to some sky divers. Her feet are clawed and slightly morphed so she wears toeless and heel-less sort of socks? Boots? And while it was pulled down in the image, Juleka also wears a mouth mask with a fang like design on her face that keeps her lungs safe from breathing anything bad in while also giving her the ability to amplify her voice to great distances or volume. She will most likely improve the mask later to be good at air regulation so she will be safer around Rose’s perfume.

I THOUGHT ABOUT THIS SHIT REALLY HARD I HOPE YOU LIKE IT

[lady-byleth]

I see this argument a lot where people say Tyrian has bad eyesight or uses his enemy's movements to see them because he's a scorpion Faunus and I've been meaning to say something about that for a while now

Faunus only ever have one animal trait, and his is the tail. If he had bad eyesight, which I doubt since this is a world with cybernetic optical implants so they can do glasses or contacts or laser eye surgery or whatever, we'd know

Tyrian had such a problem with Qrow's hand to hand cuz his weapons specifically rely on getting in close to render his opponent's weapon useless.

Crescent Rose is massive and completely worthless as a weapon when someone gets too close to Ruby, Harbinger is not much different

Except Qrow's style compensates for that by being incredibly versatile. When someone gets past his weapon he'll just throw a fucking punch because why not?

Harbinger can go from sword to shotgun to tonfa to scythe, it can cover just about any form of weaponized combat out there and Qrow built that thing so his style will suit the weapon he made

Tyrian knew Qrow was a master swordsman and probably Remnant's foremost scythe expert, but Qrow doesn't get serious a lot so his hand to hand capabilities are a secret to most

So when Tyrian disarmed Qrow he figured he'd have an easy victory on his hands before suddenly there was a fist in his face

He stopped moving after that to collect himself, reassess the situation and give Qrow a chance to get his weapon back because that's the Qrow he knew how to handle. He thought because when he thought he had Qrow at his mercy the guy just showed how many forms of Harbinger he hasn't revealed yet and got away to bring the fight onto equal footing again

Tyrian doesn't have terrible eyesight or scorpion like awareness, he's a serial killer who likes being close when his victim dies. And he isn't used to said victim just punting him across the street like it's nothing when unarmed

[thesilliestrovingalive]

Updated: April 20, 2025

Reworked Character #19: Tyra Elson

POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNING: Viewer discretion is advised due to references to death, sexual exploitation, SA, pedophilia, self-harm, and torture.

Real name: Tyra Rhoxane Elson

Nickname: Tyler

Occupation: Warrant Officer of Division 6, cadet for the P.F. Squad (formerly), and guerrilla for the Ptolemaic Army (formerly)

Retirement plans: To become a cosmetologist and open up a dog shelter

Special skills: Foraging for food and edible plants in the wilderness, expertise in all military weaponry and stalking, makeup artistry, survivalism, and breakdancing

Hobbies: Hairstyling, cloud watching, taking care of her dog, experimenting with new cosmetic and nail art techniques on her friends, and listening to music and sketching random kawaii animal doodles with Walter and Dilovar

Likes: Wearing her favourite knee-length pleated skirt of pastel pink, seafoam green, and golden yellow flannel fabric, adorable dogs, fighting against evil, her putty and plushie collection, and Walter

Dislikes: Cowardice, the Ptolemaic Army, feeling dirty and used, witnessing homes being destroyed, and having her Buck 110 Folding Hunter Knife and/or her two treasured plushies forcibly taken away

Favourite food: Chicken and waffles

Favourite drink: Zobo and mango boba tea

Sexuality: Demiromantic heterosexual

Gender: Transmaculine female

Age: 12 (in 2022), 18 (in 2028), 20 (in 2030), 22 (in 2032), 24 (in 2034), 31 (in 2041), 33 (in 2043), 34 (in 2044), and 37 (in 2047)

Blood type: O+

Weight: 104 lbs. (47 kg)

Design: She’s a 5’ 5” (165.1 cm) American ectomorph of Afro-Caribbean descent with a well-toned musculature, a spoon-shaped body, hips slightly wider than her full bust, broad shoulders, and curvy legs. She has semi-full lips, light caramel skin, cocoa eyes, acrofacial milky-white vitiligo, and the same hairstyle as Tyra Elson from Metal Slug Advance, but with light mahogany brown hair. She wears a cut crease of rose ebony eyeshadow with dusty pink blended in the centre, complemented by luxe-style Mountbatten pink eyeliner, bronzy blush, brownish-black mascara, and mulberry lip gloss. Her fingernails are painted in an alternating pattern of blue-violet and dark magenta.

Her right eye has a vaguely X-shaped scar and has been replaced with a glass one, which is a lighter shade of cocoa brown. Her left leg is a cybernetic prosthetic, identical to Gimlet's, but with a hidden blade, similar to Marco's, embedded in the centre of the sole. Unlike Gimlet, whose prosthetic takes up his entire leg, hers extends only up to her knee. She bears several scars, including: nineteen cigarette burns on the back of her neck; a slash mark extending from the center of the left side of her neck to her collarbone; a jagged scar running along the top of her right breast and ending at her epigastric region; a gnarled gash scar on the back of her right deltoid; cut marks on the back of her forearms; multiple whip marks covering her front torso; and fairly severe burns on the back of her lower half. Her central back tattoo depicts the decapitated head of a snarling, pallid Medusa with glowing red eyes, black sclera, boar-like tusks, and folded golden wings. Her hair is comprised of thirteen Caspian whipsnakes, and light purple blood pours from the neck, cascading down like a waterfall.

Her military gear consists of a metal dog tag necklace with her name, claret leather wristbands, a tropical indigo belt with an integrated loop to secure her sheathed hatchet, a holder for her tonfa, and a holster for her handgun. She sports a puce vest with four pockets, its original P.F. Squad logo on the back having been replaced by the Division 6 insignia. She wears a flaxen tank top underneath a short-sleeved Persian orange crop top. The crop top features an unfinished, crumbling terracotta pyramid topped with the forward-facing head of an azure-eyed male springbok. She wears dark green, greyish-brown, and charcoal camouflage army cargo pants, which are tucked into the same boots worn by Tyra Elson in Metal Slug Advance.

She has a claret waist pack secured to the back of her belt, which carries nail polish, lip gloss, eyeliner, mascara, an eyeshadow palette, three eye brushes, and her mother’s Buck 110 Folding Hunter Knife. The pockets of Tyra’s vest carry around a red jewel with a deep brilliance (a gift from Walter), a shimmering maroon stick of winter fruit punch lip chap, mango-scented perfume, a container of Fairy Sprinkles putty, and a circular amaranth pink blush compact with a built-in mirror. It also carries around a notepad and a black pen, which she uses to jot down key learnings, important details, and potential points to remember for later.

Over her crop top, she dons a Soldier Plate Carrier System (SPCS) with a MultiCam pattern, which carries around her walkie-talkie and ammo for other firearms. Her forearms are wrapped in worn gauze bandages, and she wears two dark grey bandoliers: one draped over her left shoulder holds nail bombs, while a second wraps around her waist above her belt, holding .357 Magnum ammunition for her Colt Python. She carries a tropical indigo load-bearing backpack that contains camping equipment, fire bombs, portable ammo boxes, a canteen full of water, a DOLL bodysuit, and a Super Grenade. Her backpack even carries a cellphone with a pearly pink case and four containers of putty: Super Lava, Aurora Sky, Coral Reef, and Gelt.

It also carries two childhood plushies: Gloucester and Cecropia. Gloucester is a smiling cow plushie featuring orangish-brown blotches and a raspberry red bowtie with silver edging. The medium-sized plushie's once-white fur has faded to a worn ivory, and its left black button eye is missing, having been torn out. Cecropia is a 3 ft (91.44 cm) serpentine monster plushie adorned with Greta oto wings, shaggy mauve fur, magic mint tiger stripes along its back, and an adorable baby blue puss moth caterpillar-like face. Its features include two small, pointed silver horns, crimson fangs, and black-rimmed dandelion eyes. A visible dark blue stitch runs from the upper left side of its face to just below the right eye, suggesting that it may have been ripped or cut open at some point.

She wears a black scalloped lace choker featuring a Persian orange band lined with silver spikes. Tyra wears a personalised friendship bracelet featuring Dilovar's name in letter beads, accompanied by alternating rose gold, parrot green, and butterscotch beads.

Character summary: She comes across as reserved and apathetic to those who don't know her with a stoic facial expression and a tendency to speak bluntly to those she doesn't trust. It's her way of intimidating those she prefers to distance herself from, while also showcasing her strength and capability as a strong, independent woman. However, she’s a deeply compassionate, friendly, and supportive person with exceptional emotional intelligence skills. Tyra genuinely cares about those close to her, particularly her English bulldog, Angelica, and harbours a deep-seated fear of losing them suddenly. She'll fiercely defend Angelica against any insults, as she loves her dearly and treasures their time together. She believes Angelica is super friendly and harmless, despite being vaguely aware that she occasionally bites people's ankles or fingers without provocation.

She prefers to be called Tyler because it makes her feel more masculine and confident in herself. While she's okay with being called Tyra, she dislikes it when people use that name in a confrontational or angry tone. Tyra is fairly intelligent, thanks to her insatiable thirst for knowledge, her passion for self-directed learning, and her ability to draw valuable lessons from past mistakes. She’s naturally curious about the world around her and isn’t afraid to explore her surroundings, even if it means taking calculated risks. She has excellent parenting skills and is great with children, making sure they feel happy and safe. However, she struggles with self-doubt about her ability to be a good mother due to a past experience where she abandoned her children.

Despite her curiosity, she's very cautious and attentive, staying vigilant around new people and in unfamiliar territory. She has a bit of a dry sense of humour, often blending it with either macabre or lighthearted themes. She exudes humble confidence, but occasionally showcases her survival skills and bravery with a hint of arrogance. Tyra is known to playfully tease and engage in friendly competitions with rivals and friends to prove who has superior fighting and survival capabilities.

She has a short temper when faced with disrespect, careless behaviour, and a lack of accountability, which often causes her to react impulsively and say things she usually later regrets. However, there are also times when she chooses to ignore such behaviour and remain silent. She has a strong desire to fight against evil, showing no fear in standing up for what's right and confronting injustices. She’s disgusted by sexual violence, racism, sexism, perverted behaviours, the slaughter of innocent people, and the exploitation and manipulation of vulnerable individuals. Tyra takes immense pride in her fearlessness and has a strong aversion to cowardice, seeing it as a failure to stand up for oneself and others. When she does feel afraid and retreats from a fight or situation due to feeling overwhelmed, she's consumed by shame and regret. In these moments, she doubts whether she's truly as brave as she and others perceive her to be.

She has a profound love for plushies, especially animal and monster designs, which offer her genuine comfort. Gloucester and Cecropia are her most cherished plushies, serving as a source of emotional support during her darkest moments and a reminder of home. Tyra has uncanny expertise with various weaponry, which she's reluctant to acknowledge, and a habit of stalking her prey like a cold-hearted assassin. She's a sassy, hard-working, nature-loving, and introverted leader who believes in environmental stewardship and exhibits a merciless and belligerent demeanour towards her adversaries. She's known to mark her face, neck, and arms with the blood of her defeated foes and to rip off the flesh of their abdomen before spitting it out, as a way to assert her dominance and feel empowered.

She lives with PTSD, mild generalised anxiety disorder, and major depressive disorder. Although she has binge-eating disorder, she has made significant progress in developing a healthier relationship with food. She has been working on eating until she feels satisfied, stopping when full, and not letting setbacks discourage her. However, she still struggles with feelings of guilt after overeating and tends to severely restrict her food intake per day. She struggles with suicidal ideation, severe trust issues, and overwhelming guilt related to her abandoning her children, killing her youngest child, and not supporting the local town children in their fight against the Ptolemaic Army. She hates being victim-blamed for situations that were beyond her control and couldn't have been predicted, and feeling like she can't defend herself. She also hates being objectified and treated as a sex object, which makes her feel dirty, used, and stripped of her humanity.

She's a good friend of Trevor and Nadia, secretly admiring the latter, and the three of them often go shopping, eat out, and spend time at the beach together after a long mission. She often smokes a joint with Trevor and Marco, engaging in random conversations that come to mind and intently listening to the two discuss computers and technological software. She often clashes with Tarma due to his relaxed demeanour and sarcastic comments, as she believes he's not suited for military service, feeling that he doesn't take anything seriously. She views Guilherme as a father figure, finding his presence comforting and serene. She cherishes every moment they spend together and hopes that he'll have the opportunity to live a happier life after leaving the Rebel Army. Despite being part of the Regular Army, where many hold disdain for the Rebel Army, Guilherme's kindness and distrust of his own army have shown her that not every Rebel soldier is irredeemable and fiercely loyal to Morden's cause.

She's a close friend of Dilovar and finds him to be hilarious and bewildering, but also uncomfortably weird at times. She admires his independence, courage, and outgoing nature, and appreciates the gentle and respectful way he treats her. She's surprised by his affectionate nature towards her, but welcomes it because she values feeling loved and cherished by those close to her. However, she finds his secretive nature, overly optimistic attitude, abnormal killer instincts, and uncanny ability to connect with the South Pacific natives to be suspicious, but she can't quite put her finger on why.

Initially, she saw Walter as an aggressive, arrogant jerk who liked to one-up people and stir up trouble. However, she did appreciate his kindness towards women and his willingness to stand up for what's right, never backing down in fear. Despite her reservations, she admits that competing with him to see who had superior fighting and survival skills during their cadet years was actually enjoyable. As they opened up and formed a platonic bond that blossomed into romance, she developed deep feelings for Walter, cherishing every moment with him, willing to support him unconditionally, and playfully reciprocating his flirtations. She finds his adoptive Martian son, Pocke, to be absolutely adorable, describing him as a "precious, silly lil' guy". Although Pocke treats her like his mother, she's hesitant to fully accept that role but does her best to show him motherly affection and care.

She adores how affectionate Walter is with her and delights in being showered with praise, compliments about her appearance, hugs, and sloppy kisses, which she always reciprocates. However, she finds his overprotectiveness and occasional denseness to be frustrating at times. She isn't afraid to step in immediately when he's about to say or do something foolish, encouraging him to be cautious of his actions. She sometimes gets into heated arguments with him over his thoughtless actions and angrily reprimands him. However, she always apologises afterwards, especially if she realises she has unintentionally hurt his feelings.

She rejects the idea of absolute truths in ethics and moral norms, believing that values differ from person to person. This subjective nature of morality often leads to internal and external conflicts such as existential crises and heated debates. Nevertheless, she thinks people have the capacity to make rational moral decisions, which should be respected to promote human freedom, unless they cause harm. She believes that war is a means for nations to shape a desirable future, but this comes at the cost of enslaving people to support war efforts and disregarding the well-being and basic needs of civilians and soldiers. In addition, she doesn't believe in a cyclical life, thinking that it's only a linear progression from birth to death. She believes the deities are too cruel to allow reincarnation for all, and only grant it to those they consider to be their favourites.

Backstory: Tyra Rhoxane Elson was born on November 11, 2010 in Alaska, United States. She lived in a rural village nestled in a remote north-east mountain recess with her parents, three older sisters (Nichelle, Shanae, and Kaliyah), two older brothers (Jalen and Kyrie), and grandfather. The village was surrounded by ample farmland for crops and livestock, a dense boreal forest, and a freshwater stream. The community was tight-knit, emphasising mutual support, conflict resolution, collaborative parenting, and environmental sustainability. Her family owned a field of summer squash and artichokes, a chicken coop, and a barn filled with cattle and pigs.

Her father, an Afro-Caribbean pirate turned farmer, abandoned his seafaring life to devote himself to his family and the land. Her mother, a white American huntress, helped build homes for the village. Her maternal grandfather, a retired livestock veterinarian, was a respected elder in the community. Tyra and her siblings helped on the farm and received their education from the village elders. Her father would share with Tyra and her siblings tales of his adventures at sea, recounting challenges like food scarcity and his personal struggles with an addiction to psychoactive substances.

She would often let Jalen adorn her hair with flowers he found in the dense forest. During the summer, she would sometimes have picnics with friends and family after a long day of work. She had many friends in the village and would often play games, make flower crowns, and explore the dense forest together. Despite her love for exploration, she was often afraid to venture into the dense forest, fearing she would get lost and separated from her family. However, her friends would playfully tease her for being a coward and encourage her to be brave. Their support and well-meaning teasing helped alleviate her fears, but occasional anxiety about getting lost still lingered.

On her 6th birthday, Kyrie gifted her Gloucester, a present that reflected her love of cows. By the time she was 9, Shanae gifted her Cecropia, and her parents allowed her to experiment with makeup after she expressed interest in it. When she turned 13, her mother gave Tyra a Buck 110 Folding Hunter Knife that had belonged to her great-great-grandfather, a renowned hunter and mountaineer in Alaska.

A month before her 13th birthday, disaster struck her village. A splinter cell of Ptolemaic guerrillas and special forces operatives, led by an unknown commander and a contingent of masked cultists, launched a surprise ambush on her village. Driven by desperation, they sought any available supplies and sacrifices for Ptolemaios' cult, hoping the Avatar of Evil would kindly overlook their shortcomings stemming from the Arms Deal Barrage. The guerrillas and special forces operatives slaughtered everyone, destroyed homes, and pillaged various supplies, including medicine, food, blankets, and toiletries. Her parents and grandfather did their best to ensure that Tyra and her siblings could escape safely, but it was too late. Ptolemaic soldiers ransacked and incinerated their house, mercilessly killing half of her family.

Tyra, Jalen, Nichelle, Kaliyah, and their friends were the only children in the village who survived the attack, escaping into the dense forest. They vowed to avenge their families and village, which had been destroyed by the Ptolemaic Army. Led by Nichelle, the group of children launched a bold attack on the Ptolemaics. However, they were vastly outnumbered and outmatched, and were ultimately captured and executed by the special forces operatives for their defiance. Their bodies were then desecrated by masked cultists, who harvested their organs for a ritual dedicated to the Avatar of Evil. Tyra was the only child to survive, having initially hesitated to join the fight. She stayed behind, clinging to Gloucester and Cecropia, and gripping her mother's Buck 110 Folding Hunter Knife tightly. After half an hour, her concern grew, and she decided to investigate the village, wondering what was taking the other children so long.

This proved to be her biggest mistake, as a group of ruthless guerrilla fighters caught her near the execution site of the children. They taunted and mocked her, cruelly rejoicing in her loss. They heartlessly told her that her family and friends had been disobedient and were chosen to be sacrificed to the Avatar of Evil. They called her a coward for not fighting back and made lewd remarks about her body, while inappropriately touching her. They even went so far as to confiscate her knife and two plushies, ripping out Gloucester's left eye and slashing Cecropia's face right in front of her. Instead of killing her, they decided to keep her alive for the purposes of breeding more soldiers and satisfying their own twisted desires. They tied her up with rope, threw her in the back of their armored jeep, and drove back to a Ptolemaic Army base in the forested mountainside, set many miles away from her village. Due to this incident, Tyra felt immense shame over what she perceived as cowardice and swore to never fear for her own life again.

For the next 3 years and 10 months, the Ptolemaics forced her to bear children and raise them, threatening brutal torture if she mistreated them. During this time, she gave birth to eight children: five boys and three girls. Her children included a set of twins (one boy and one girl) and a set of fraternal triplets. They exercised strict control over her actions, watching her closely to prevent escape, sudden attacks or defiance of orders. Whenever she stepped out of line, she was subjected to brutal whippings, knife cuts, degrading verbal abuse, and inhumane acts such as being urinated on and used as a human ashtray. As a result of the mistreatment and strict control she endured, she developed generalised anxiety disorder and suffered from traumatic flashbacks and depressive episodes. To cope, she would attempt to suppress her emotions through self-harm or immerse herself in parenting and binge-eating habits. Her hatred for the Ptolemaic Army intensified into a strong desire to combat evil and seek vengeance against those who had wronged her.

Near the end of her second year at the forested mountainside Ptolemaic Army base, the unknown commander decided to train her as a guerrilla fighter, seeing her as a potential asset in bolstering Colonel Hilde Garn’s infantry and achieving Ptolemaios' goals. They put her through rigorous training in guerrilla warfare, teaching her how to handle various weaponry, ranging from blades to heavy-duty guns. After completing her training, she was not permitted to undergo the same initiation ritual as Eri because she was still regarded as a sex slave. However, she was allowed to fight alongside the guerrilla fighters when necessary, although she was prohibited from doing so during the four months preceding her due date and for the first year after giving birth. She participated in raids on several villages and towns across Alaska, seizing supplies and helping to capture and violently execute fleeing villagers and townsfolk of all ages. The guerrilla fighters and special forces operatives kidnapped many surviving teenage girls, forcing them into the same position as Tyra.

A month after giving birth to her youngest child, the Regular Army launched a counteroffensive against the Ptolemaic Army's control over Alaska. During a raid on a base miles away from Tyra's wartorn village, a group of peacekeeping troops found her being brutally assaulted by the unknown commander. This violent attack occurred after she had strangled her infant child and attempted to escape with the personal items that had been confiscated from her. They neutralised the commander and took Tyra into their care after learning she had nowhere else to turn because the Ptolemaic Army had taken everything from her. However, Tyra kept secret the fact that she had other children, ashamed to acknowledge the children of her rapists as her own. Ultimately, the Regular Army succeeded in forcing the Ptolemaic Army to retreat from Alaska and saved all of the kidnapped teenage girls, bringing Tyra immense joy and relief.

She would be placed in the Regular Army's orphan program, which provided comprehensive support, including therapy, food, safe shelter in Ajirabia, and formal education. The program encouraged Tyra to explore new interests and passions, such as hairstyling and breakdancing. She was also given the freedom to discover the outside world through field trips with her peers in the orphan program. Feeling incredibly lonely, she decided to adopt a dog and chose a brown English bulldog, captivated by the puppy's red eyes. She named the dog Angelica, after a friend who tragically fell victim to the Ptolemaic Army. Since then, Tyra has treasured Angelica's companionship and discovered a newfound love for dogs. After discovering her forced involvement in the Ptolemaic Army raids of Alaska and her expertise in various weaponry through her therapy reports, the program offered Tyra a chance to join the Peregrine Falcons Squad. Seeing this as an opportunity to fulfill her dream of fighting against evil, she accepted the offer and joined the P.F. Squad at the age of 19.

After achieving the highest grade on the written tests given to new cadets, she enthusiastically participated in all the rigorous training courses available. She was placed in the "misfit batch" due to her weapon expertise, and she struggled to trust her fellow cadets, often treating them with aloof disdain. Dilovar was the first person she befriended, drawn to his genuine tenderness, quirky sense of humour, respect for her personal boundaries, and unwavering support for her hobbies and interests. She struggled to trust Walter at first, viewing him as an arrogant and aggressive guy with an overwhelming need to one-up everyone else. However, she was willing to engage in their rivalry, seeing it as an opportunity to prove her bravery and showcase her skills as a capable fighter. She eventually grew to like and trust Walter as a comrade and friend, especially when she realised he wasn't a terrible person and he genuinely admired her fearlessness, aspiring to match it.

Alongside Dilovar and Walter, she trained in melee combat under Ralf's instruction. She was both amazed and slightly intimidated by Dilovar's feral persona and Walter's imperfect clone abilities. Despite this, she thoroughly enjoyed the training course, which significantly enhanced her fighting capabilities, particularly in close-quarters combat. She even praised Ralf as a skilled teacher, wishing he had been her original drill instructor because she didn't trust the ones she initially had.

She didn’t hesitate to participate in the final training program, eager to put the foraging and survival skills she learned from her village elders to use. She was eager to utilise her five senses at her keen disposal while prudently passing on. Upon arriving on the South Pacific archipelago with her fellow cadets, she found it odd that no intel had been provided about the island's flora, fauna, and geography. However, her excitement to start the last step towards graduation overshadowed her concerns, and she teamed up with Walter and his friends. Once they found a nearby freshwater stream, she taught them how to construct makeshift shelters and build a campfire, skills she had picked up during her days as a guerrilla.

During a solo hunting expedition, she spotted campfire smoke from a distance and suspected it might be other P.F. Squad cadets. However, upon investigating the campsite, she quickly realised it belonged to cadets from the Rebel Army, a group she had learned about prior to her final training. Desperate to escape, she managed to kill a few of them but was swiftly shot down, dragged back to their camp, and tied to a tree. Tyra soon discovered that the Rebel Army cadets' experience and equipment far surpassed hers and her fellow cadets. The Rebel Army cadets psychologically tortured her throughout the afternoon and early evening, hoping to break her spirit and extract information about her fellow cadets' locations. However, she remained stoic, refusing to show weakness, and began to mercilessly insult them out of spite. Just as the Rebel Army cadets attempted to escalate their abuse, Walter arrived just in time to free her and aid her in defeating the Rebel Army cadets.

Realising that she and Walter were unable to fight the Rebel Army alone due to their limited equipment and weaponry, Tyra agreed to search for a radio tower while he held off the enemy. During her journey, she fought off Rebel Infantrymen and freed a small group of cadets, who aided in finding the radio tower, and Intelligence Agency hostages, who provided her with rations and weapons. While relieving herself, a group of fanatic land troops ambushed and sexually assaulted her. Luckily, Guilherme intervened, scaring them away by sniping a few down and warning them that he would report this incident to their superiors. The encounter triggered memories of her past trauma at the hands of the Ptolemaic Army, leaving her on the verge of a mental breakdown. However, Guilherme's comfort and support helped her cope, and his compassion and kindness gave her the strength to persevere. After talking with him for 30 minutes, Tyra began to regard him as a father figure before they departed to resume their duties.

With the help of a few cadets, she located Rumi, who had gathered crucial intel on Rebel Army positions but got lost in the jungle. After being briefed on the situation, Rumi led her to the radio tower, and they contacted the Joint Military Operations Headquarters for backup. They received word that Division 6 would arrive at the beach as soon as possible. She, Rumi, and the rescued cadets met up with Division 6 at the beach. Together, they devised a plan to approach the Rebel Army, utilizing Rumi's intel and rumors of unethical experiments on the island, which a few cadets had overheard from Rebel soldiers. The team then searched for Walter and found him hiding in a cave hideout, eating a couple of bananas he foraged during his time in the jungle. They discovered that he rescued a couple of hostages and repurposed the corpses of Rebel soldiers as potential decoys.

After the battle against The Keesi III, Logan ambushed Tyra's comrades and kidnapped her, bringing her to a vast dungeon used by the Rebel Army and the P’isqu Runakuna (“bird people” in Quechua). Tyra was merely a pawn to buy time for the activation and preparation of the Cabracan. She suffered brutal treatment, including being stabbed in her right eye. Logan attempted to further demoralise her through physical assault and aggressive interrogation, seeking information about Regular Army cadet training and other sensitive details she might be aware of. However, she remained defiant, refusing to speak and dismissing his questions with crude insults and sarcasm. Fortunately, after Logan departed to rejoin the battle, Rumi and Allen Jr. discovered Tyra's location and rescued her from captivity.

After destroying the Cabracan, the base initiated its self-destruct sequence. Although everyone managed to escape, Tyra became trapped under debris, which crushed her left leg and severely burned her lower half. Fortunately, Walter, Dilovar, Allen Jr., and Nayutaro came to her aid, and Rumi provided medical attention. Following the Survival Island Occupation, Tyra graduated with top honours alongside Walter and Dilovar. After undergoing a left leg amputation and receiving a cybernetic prosthetic from Tarma, she joined Division 6, having accepted Hyakutaro's invitation, and rose to the rank of Warrant Officer. At the Joint Military Operations Headquarters' medical facility, she met Nadia, and was impressed by her ability to treat cadets who were transformed into mantis and simian monsters. This sparked her admiration for Nadia's bubbly personality and willingness to tackle complex, science-related problems.

[hiromaniac]

Oneirophrenia

The doors suddenly burst open as a soldier in full armor with decorated with the blue regalia of his kingdom raced across the room and fell to a knee at his side. “My lord! The enemy has breached the walls! They are infiltrating the courtyard!”

He scowled and pounded his fist on the table. “Damn it all to hell!” His fist shook with rage. He hadn’t expected the enemies to make it this far so quickly. They weren’t on bad terms with the western kingdom, but he had his suspicions that they had provided reinforcements on the northern front allowing the northern kingdom to get here faster than expected. He slammed his fist into the table once more. “Have we received word from the southern citadel?”

“Yes, my lord.” The knight nodded, still on his knee. “Queen Mythorn and the civilians have sent word of their arrival.”

He sighed deeply, taking a moment to gather the strength for his next command. “I had promised her I would protect her father’s castle, but I’ll see it in the hands of those northern bastards over my dead body.” He stood up straight and ran a hand through his messy blond hair. “Burn it. Set fire to the grounds.” He picked up his lance from the table and turned for the door. “I’ll make them regret ever setting foot into this hell.” The knight hesitated briefly then rose and hurried out the door.

Hiro took a deep breath and took a step towards the door but paused before leaving the room. He slowly turned his head to an aquarium in the corner. He stared at it a moment or two then shook his head. “I’m sorry, Ránëwén, but it seems that Edward isn’t going to make it out of this.” He exited the room.

He watched as the ramparts were quickly overrun. The fires had started to spread at this point. With his lance in hand, he made a mighty leap from the gates and into the fray. He released himself to his fury, cutting down foe after foe. Minutes passed as he rampaged across the battlefield, cutting down every enemy in blue he saw. Three soldiers bore down on him at the same time, but he kept his weapon between them and held strong. A voice from behind him called out. “Hah! Save some for the rest of us, Hiro! You’re making me look bad!” He pushed back the enemy soldiers and turned to face his friend. There stood a man with his black hair in a ponytail bounding between enemies with tonfa in hand.

“Well stop using those sticks and use a real blade like me, and you might get to some of them.” Hiro grinned and heaved his greatsword onto his shoulder. As his compatriot dispatched the last of the immediate foes, they locked eyes and shared a nod. Sharing a brief high-five, they turned towards the castle. “You get the fires set already?”

“Tch. It was easy. Several volleys of fire arrows and the keep caught fire with no problem. Things keep going according to plan, we’ll have our castle back in no time.”

Hiro nodded in appreciation. “Well then, shall we storm the gates?”

“Battering rams are moving into place now.” He pointed at the rams being moved into position.

“Perfect. Let’s go.” Hiro began to advance with the battering rams, but something unusual caught his attention. In the middle of the battlefield sat an aquarium. He furled his brow and started to approach.

Suddenly the sound of the main gates being forced open drew his attention away. Across the grand hall approached a solitary young man. “Ahh. Florian. I was wondering when you’d make your way back here.”

The young man raised a sword and pointed it at Hiro. “Silence! You’ve betrayed my trust for the last time, fiend.” The young man was seething with rage. “After my parents died, you took me in and raised me as if I were your own. When my beloved fell ill, you told me where to go to find the remedy that would cure her. When I was too late to return, you sponsored my entrance into the knight’s academy to improve myself. And now that the academy and all my friends have fallen to a hoard of undead, I find you idly sitting by. Waiting for my return.” Hiro smirked as the young man could barely contain his rage. “It is clear to me now that you killed my parents, my beloved, and my friends and companions. You have destroyed every home I have ever had. I hope your intention was to raise me to kill you, for that is all that is left now.”

Hiro laughed and clapped his hands. “No, young Florian. That was not my intention at all. I was merely bored and figured toying with your life would entertain me for a decade or two. I must say it has so far.”

The young man cried out in rage as his blade shone with a holy light. Hiro rose from his jagged throne and beckoned with upturned hands to the empty hall as if indicating a crowd should stand. As commanded, skeleton soldiers rose from their resting places haphazardly strewn across the hall. With the young man’s strength of body, mind, and conviction, he could overcome this obstacle, but just barely. After all, he had overseen every step of his training.

He gently glided across the floor as the young man fought for his life. He reached the young man just as he had dispatched the last skeleton. Hiro whacked the young man across the head with the orbed staff in his hand. The young man fell and Hiro planted a foot on his neck with glee. He prodded a new wound with his staff, enjoying the young man’s suffering. Then something drew his attention away from the young man.

The aquarium at the edge of the hall. Releasing the young man from beneath his foot, he slowly approached it. It was quite large, easily ten fulms across and nearly seven fulms tall. Inside danced several striped fish. Fish he had caught himself. He watched their dance as the world around him slipped away.

A small hand perched on his shoulder. He blinked and suddenly found himself back in his basement. With a soft grin he turns to the miniature succubus who hovered over his should with a concerned look on her face. “Oh, did I space out again, Hallie?” He chuckled much to the distress of the succubus. “Sorry. I just haven’t been getting much sleep recently.” He suddenly smiles wider. “Hey, Zeph is coming back today from her week-long trip to Ishgard for Soileine. I was thinking of surprising her with miq’abobs. She loves miq’abobs.” He hums softly as he climbs the stairs to the kitchen leaving behind a very concerned miniature succubus.

[b-else-writes]

the tiger shark and the sun

New chapter posted for my Star Wars/Avatar the Last Airbender  RebelCaptain fusion AU!

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Pairings: Jyn/Cassian, minor Han/Leia and Baze/Chirrut, random minor background pairings

Rating: T

Summary: Star Wars/Avatar the Last Airbender fusion AU. When exiled firebender  Jyn Erso lands on his doorstep the day Cassian, last southern  waterbender, meets the Avatar, she seems just another obstacle in ending  the War against the Fire Nation. An obstacle he would willingly remove.  But as their paths keep crossing, and the twins discover that destiny  and balance are more than they expect, Jyn and Cassian find that they are more alike than they ever thought possible.

Snippet under the cut!

It was a long sail to Wohbani. Fett's ship, Slave I, was a sailed ship, reliant on the winds and tides. His cell on Fett's ship was dark and cramped. No weak points, no planks of wood that revealed hidden weapons, no miraculous bits of metal that could be twisted into lock picks. Han spent those long days in the darkness punctuated by eating, relieving himself in the foul chamber pot, and thinking. He recited the names of all the places he'd been to, to himself. Recited the names of his friends. Over and over, waiting.

Any minute now, the ship was going to shake. That would be Cassian coming in with his waterbending. Cassian, Baze, and Jyn would handle the thugs on deck. Enfys would take down anyone left below. Luke and Leia would slice through the bars of the cell. Bodhi and Chirrut would stay on the Falcon.

Why didn't he have some power to get himself out of here? Han had never been jealous of benders, or even people who could weapons. But then, he'd never had to think of other people before. Arrogant, stupid, cowardly Han Solo. Right back where he started, heading to Tatooine.

One day, as the meal was brought to him, he heard Fett speaking in a low voice to one of his hired henchmen. "Saying they're dead. Saying Mon Cala fell."

"What?" Han was on his feet, gripping the bars of his cell.

Fett had removed his helmet, glancing at him with cold eyes before departing. "Who died?" Han roared, but nobody would answer.

In the darkness, he covered his face with his hands. It was obvious.

No, he would know. He would. He would know -

Jyn stood in the courtyard of the house, flexing her hands. As the sun-rose to the East, Jyn moved through the stances of firebending. Punching and kicking across the courtyard until her muscles burned. When she grew sweatier, she switched to her tonfas, blocking and striking imaginary enemies. Her body was beginning to flag. Good. It meant that when she lay her head down tonight, she'd fall asleep immediately.

"Want an opponent?"

Jyn turned, striking out with a blast of a fire. It missed Iden by inches, who merely looked at her, unimpressed. "You're not a bender," Jyn pointed out.

"I've got other tricks," Iden said, pushing aside the long sleeves of her black tunic. Throwing knives were probably littered everywhere across her person, from the sleeves, to the red vest, to her wide trousers, to even her boots. Jyn made a gesture with her tonfa to say, go on.

There was a whistle of steel. Jyn was thrown backwards. Two throwing knives were embedded into her trousers, pinning her straight to the courtyard tree. She'd barely even see the knives fly. "Need to practice more, Erso."

They sparred until the sun grew low in the sky. Her muscles ached and her belly was begging for food, but Jyn wouldn't quit. She wanted to slam Iden's face into the dirt. "You're in really good shape for spending months on the run," Iden observed.

"I had sparring partners. Two other women..." Her voice trailed off, pulling back her tonfa. "I shared a room with them. Leia and Enfys."

Leia and her stupid adventure scrolls she shared, her constant nattering and fussing to Jyn's health, the way she combed Jyn's hair every night, a thousand strokes until it would gleam. Enfys and her whip-like strength in every sparring match, her midnight runs to get sweets and tea together, her easy laughter and affection, pinching her cheek, hugging her, resting her head.

Iden's brow furrowed. "Leia. That was the Avatar's name."

"Yeah," Jyn swallowed, "It was." It all rose up then, a torrential rush, as she attacked Iden mercilessly. Slashing and striking, driving her back towards the courtyard door. "Leia Organa and Luke Skywalker. Those were their names. Did you know they'd celebrated their twentieth Name Day? Did you know there wasn't money for any gifts? But they were so happy with just better food? They died one week later! One week later!"

"Of course I didn't," Iden snapped. But there was expression of confusion on her face, as though she were trying to process a language she didn't speak. Of course she didn't. Even though she'd been unlucky enough to be born a woman and of two Nations, in a place where that meant you were barely human, it still all shook out that she'd been born on the winning side.

Jyn stopped, dropping her tonfa on the courtyard. Fire burst out of her mouth, a scream of pure rage - at who? Who are you angry at? - until she collapsed to her knees, chest heaving.

"We'll call it a draw," Iden said, spitting blood from the side of her mouth. "You're not half-bad."

She swallowed. "Thanks," she said hollowly.

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[superthatguy62]

FF3 Fun Facts of the Whenever: Spoony Bard Edition

In the Final Fantasy III remake, the Bard class is gained from the Water Crystal, just as it was in the Famicom version. Naturally, the remake was going to move it to the Bard-centric village of Duster and even had a little subplot involving Refia becoming a Bard’s muse.

The story begins in Duster, where a (admittedly rather spoony) bard is begins calling out to Refia, deducing that she is his muse. Refia doesn’t quite get the concept of a muse The Bard explains that the muse is the goddess of Knowledge, of Art, who inspires poets. The Bard is on the cusp of composing a new melody and asks her to stay, but Refia (apparently believing he’s making fun of her) leaves instead.

Refia later reconvenes with her fellow Warriors. She finds the bards words a bit overzealous, particularly calling her a goddess rather than a princess or a damsel. Ingus notes that people have different tastes, so Refia likely was a goddess as far as the bard was concerned. He asks if she should've said something sincere back, which causes Refia to say that she’s not a poet.

Luneth suggests that she just go along with it, since she just has to be there to inspire him. Refia accuses the boys of trying to make fun of her. Arc assures her that they’re not and suggests a gift in response to the poem (?). Arc decides that if Refia was an object, she’d be a Maiden’s Kiss or Madara’s Lyre. Luneth retorts that Refia is more like an Ottershroom or a Tonfa (which is interesting as Nunchucks, including the Tonfa, exist in the OG game, but not in the remake).  Refia is naturally unamused, but Ingus assures her that there was heart in the bard’s feelings. Refia decides that she’ll think about it.

There’s this section where an unnamed speaker talks about how they didn’t expect Refia to be so nice or like them. It might be the bard after the whole scenario, but it’s not clear.

In any case, Refia acknowledges that having someone like you isn’t necessarily a bad thing, but it’s not good to be so shy or obstinate. This amuses Luneth who mutters that it’s surprising that Refia is so upfront. Refia gets set off, but Arc turns the tables by claiming Luneth’s shy and saying that he could take a page out of her book. Luneth’s embarrassed, of course, but he says he’ll try.

Refia finally returns to the bard and gives him something (one of the items Arc mentions?). The Bard assumes that Refia hates him, but Refia actually apologizes. The Bard accepts the apology and promises to write a poem about his overflowing emotions, in hope that they will some day reach her.

It seems like his response varies depending on what Refia gives him, as in another scene, he’s overjoyed at what he was given, having previously thought that Refia hated him. Refia apologizes for not hearing him out earlier. The Bard feels his muse come down from high and indirectly asks for Refia’s name.

Rather than try to describe the poem, I will post both versions: One is as it is written in-game (in-case anyone reads Japanese and wants to try their hand at it) and one as translated by DeepL:

…桜桃のくちびると　ばらのほお 　うるわしき乙女　その名はレフィア 　その内よりあふれし白き光は 　精霊のうすい羽のようにやわらかく 　そのまなざしは　するどき刃のごとく 　闇をつらぬき　真実を見い出す 　未来に幸いあれ　花の乙女 　前途に祝福あれ　光の乙女

...the lips of the cherry peach and the cheeks of the rose. 　The maiden with the bewitching spirit is called Lephiya. 　The white light that overflows from within 　Soft as the spirit's light feathers 　The way you look at me is like a blade at times. 　Through the darkness, we find the truth. 　Blessed future, maiden of flowers. 　Blessings on the road ahead, maiden of light.

Refia’s initial reaction is subdued (though what she’s feeling exactly, is unclear) but after Luneth apologizes to the bard saying that Refia has a habit of not being meek, this prompts her into a more sincere response. The Bard is thrilled as beans to be complimented by his muse and he vows to continue working on poetry. As thanks, he teaches the party poetry, making the bard job the only job not to be gained from a crystal or crystal fragment.

And thus is the story of Refia and the Spoony Bard.

[kr210]

Year One : Part One

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Sakura’s Character Sheet 

Summary :  The first year of Namimori middle school is filled with excitement and adventures. In this chapter we get to see Sakura through the seasons of Spring and Summer.

After School Every day Sakura continued to disrespect the Namimori Middle School uniform. She would continue to wear it in the most revealing possible just to force Hibari to fight with her both before school and after school. The Yakuza princess had the decency to let Hibari enjoy his break, student study period, and lunch by staying in her classroom and having other male students bring her things outside of the classroom so that she wouldn’t bother the prefect.

That was another thing that brought attention to Sakura. It was the way she dressed that attracted unwanted male student attention and within a week all the male students, outside of Hibari’s little gang, were entranced by the first year Yakumo Sakura. She became the school idol that you don’t mess with. Rumor had it that one student asked her out and she left him unconscious for staring at her cleavage too much saying something among the lines of “Those are only for Hibari-senpai to stare at.” She then proceeded to beat that student.

Anything that happened at Namimori Middle School was heard by Hibari. So one could imagine how pissed off he was when he found out another student beat up another student that wasn’t under his authority? If you guess raging in anger you would be correct. And when he found out this student was none other than Yakumo Sakura, he nearly pulled her out of class to beat her.

He had the patience to wait until after school that day. He stood outside the main building. His men were standing by the gate so she wouldn’t be able to escape that day. Sakura was amused when she saw the length that Hibari went today for their ritual after school fight. She smiled as she stretched her back to greet him. “Good afternoon senpai. Are we going for one round or two today?” she asked, completely obvious.

Hibari was not amused though. Today there was a glare in his piercing gray eyes. “You beat another student so today I will punish you for it” he told her going to attack her with his tonfa. Sakura sighed as she backfliped away. “If beating up another student causes you to pay more attention to me then I should do it more often.” she bantered. HIbari was not in the mood. The fight lasted a whole ten minutes before Sakura slipped and Hibari nearly took out her jaw with his tonfa but he stopped himself. “That my win Yakumo” he told her, pleased with himself that he finally took her down once. Their fights usually consisted in draws, due to them not being able to finish the fights, but today Hibari got the first win.

~~~

Nickname It was another spring day as Sakura and Yuna entered the school grounds. Sakura was still dressed in poor tastes for Hibari. He looked bored today though and Sakura frowned when she saw the bored look on his face. “Not in the mood to squabble Hibari?” she asked him, smiling smugly. He yawned and the smile on the princess’s face disappeared. He lowered his stance. “I’m not in the mood this morning Yakumo.” he told her, putting his tonfas away and heading to patrol and keep the other students in line. Her eyes widened as disappointed settled in her heart.

Yuna looked at Sakura and saw the disappointment in Sakura’s eyes. “Sakura, come on you can fight him after school” Yuna commented. But she didn’t want that. Instead she took a proud step forward and loudly said, “You coward, Hibi”

Hibari’s whole body stopped. One could see the ridge movements in his body. He cocked his head towards her in a deathly sharp glare. “What did you just call me?” he dared her again. Sakura smirked as she stalked him. “I believe I called you a coward” she snapped back. “That’s not what you called me.” he stated, still glaring at her and drawing his tonfas. “Say it again Yakumo.” he glared at her. It clicked to Sakura at that moment as a smirk graced her lips. “Hi. Bi.” He let out a small growl as he charged at her.

Feeling his anger and attention on her, Sakura rose to the occasion and was ready to take on the deadly Skylark.

~~~

Hibari Kyoya Sakura was at her home looking over some folders for the Yakuza’s next business endeavor. “Hey Kai?” she called out from the top floor frowning as she looked through the file once more. Kai knocked on the door before he entered, “Yes Princess?” he asked her, slightly bowing his head. “Were you able to find anything out on Hibari Kyoya?” she asked him as she continued to review the file in her hand. “Yes, Princess” he told her going over to her desk.

He went over to the small basket that had several papers in it. It would take him a few minutes but he found the sheet of paper she was requesting. “Here it is” he told her, handing it over to her. Confused, the Princess took the single sheet of paper. “This is it?” she questioned him. He nodded his head.

Sakura looked at the sheet and began to read.

Hibari Kyoya Birthday May 5th, Blood Type Unknown Height 169cm, Weight 58kg

Namimori Middle School, second year, Disciplinary Committee Leader

The young Yakuza Princess blinked for a second before she read it again. “This is it?” she said looking up at Kai. “Yes, Princess. We spent a month looking into the young man and this is all we could find” he shared with her. She signed then scoffed. “What a mystery indeed” she muttered smiling at the sheet. It was at least something.

~~~

Valentine’s Day Sakura was beyond stressed out as she read through a recipe book in the kitchen of her large home. “Princess if you’d like, I could make the chocolate for you?” the Head chef asked her. Sakura shook her head. “Valentine’s day is supposed to be special. I should make it for him” she commented frowning. The chef chuckled. “I can show you how if you’d like” he suggested. She shook her head. “No. It’s not that. I just don’t know what to make him as there isn’t much I know about him” she said, frowning. “And he doesn’t seem like the type to like sweet things.” she let out a long sigh. He chuckled and left her to ponder alone in thought.

After an hour Sakura decided she would take the safe route. With a little help from the head chef of her house, she was able to make a small vanilla cake. It had a light layer of white butterscotch icing. The cake was only a single layer tall and could fit in one hands. She smiled as she wrapped it carefully so the icing wouldn’t get damaged.

On Valentine’s day Sakura entered campus with Amu who only had chocolate for their whole class as there was no one who captured her attention. Sakura on the other hand came on campus careful not to damage the small cake she had for her crush. Of course Sakura was still disrespecting the school uniform so it was no surprise Hibari was waiting for her but was surprised to see her holding the small cake. “And who do you plan on giving that to?” he asked, frowning. He had been watching over Sakura, because she is such a rule breaker, since the beginning of the school year and the only one who had her attention seemed to be him. Sakura smirked as she leaned forward, closer to Hibari almost taunting him, “No. Of. Your. Business. Senpai” she smugly said as she entered the main building to change her shoes.

Hibari’s nose twitched before he scoffed and walked away. He guessed she could get away from her uniform for today since it would be a shame to have the cake she made ruined.

Sakura on the other hand entered the classroom with Amu and placed her things down. Amu looked at her. “Gonna take the chance now?” she asked. Sakura nodded her head. “This might be my only chance,” she commented. “Good luck” with a nod Sakura headed to the committee room that belonged to Hibari and his little club.

She was so careful to check every corner she went around, along with the stairs, and stairwells so she wouldn’t run into the gray eye student that captured her heart. It was even more nerve racking for her to enter the disciplinary room in case he was asleep on the couch but he wasn’t there. This would be her only chance after all.

Swift feet danced across the room and over to his desk. She placed the small cake down and then wrote on a little post-it note. “To the Skylark that likes the rules. From the cherry blossom princess” she wrote. A smile on her face as she placed it next to the cake. From there she went back to her classroom to begin the school day.

Hibari had just finished patrolling the school now that classes had started. He was pleased to see that all the Namimori students were in their classrooms and learning. The quietness would allow him to take his morning nap undisturbed. He entered the committee room to take his nap on the couch when he noticed the small box on his desk. He raised an eyebrow before he went to check it out.

The note caught his eye and he glared at it for a moment before his eyes widened. The cake that annoying girl was carrying was for him. He opened the small box and saw the cake. It was small and he couldn’t help but scoff.

It took him a minute to find a fork but he was pleasantly surprised when he tasted the cake. It wasn’t sweet. In fact it was just the right amount of sweetness but not overpowering. He was quite surprised as he looked at the cake. He wouldn’t eat it all in one sitting but he didn’t let any of it go to waste either.

~~~

White’s Day It was Kusakabe who told his boss that he would need to return something to Sakura as a thank you for the cake on Valentine’s day. All Hibari knew was that he liked to fight this girl and she yearned for his attention. He had no idea what gift to get her until it hit him like when she kicked him in the gut. He scoffed for what he planned to get her was so obvious that it was almost dumb that he didn’t think of it right away.

Come White’s Day, Hibari Kyoya was waiting at the entrance of the school instead of the middle of the courtyard like usual. He was impatiently waiting for Sakura to show up and he knew she would show up with her best friend as well. His arms were crossed as he kept an eye out for her. When he did finally see the pair he grew even more impatient for they were taking way too long to enter the school for his liking.

“Good morning Hibari-senpai” Hinamori Yuna greeted him bowing slightly. Sakura was confused as to why he was waiting for her. “What are you doing waiting out here instead of the courtyard?” the princess got straight to the point. HIbari rolled his eyes as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a long thin box. “It’s white’s day” he simply said, handing it to her. Both Yuna and Sakura were surprised. “May I open it?” Sakura asked as she stared at the box in her hands. He nodded.

Sakura was careful as she opened the box, not waiting to leave the trash on the group and dirty their school. She was really surprised to see a pair of gloves in the box. She looked up at Hibari. “To protect your hand when we fight. I don't want you to mess up your hands and prevent us from sparing while you recover” he awkwardly explained. “Um… that’s not what” But Yuna was cut off by Sakura who had a blush on her face and a smile tugging her lips. “They are perfect. Thank you.” she told him looking up into his gray eyes while she held onto the gloves. He scoffed and looked away the tips of his ears turning red. “Make sure you’re not late to class” he said as he went to do his morning patrol.

Sakura would go on wearing the gloves every time they fought.

~~~

Her birthday and the school festival All of 1-B were cheering when they heard that there would be a sports festival on March 21st. Yuna and Sakura on the other hand were frowning though because that date was Sakura’s birthday. Sakura had plans to call out of school that day and take a week-long vacation off the coast of Japan but now that the festival was that day she wouldn't be able to miss.

The class representative started taking volunteers for all the events. Yuna signed up to be on the cheer team expecting Sakura to join her. Instead a different event caught Sakura’s eyes. “I’d like to do the relay and track races,” she commented. The representative wrote her name under those fields and preparations were well on their way.

On March 21st Sakura was actually dressed properly to join the events. After all the Disciplinary Committee had already warned their students that they would not let injured students join the events. Plus the winning year would have extra money for class activities. So with a deep breath Sakura entered the campus watching all the excitement begin.

Yuna and the Yakuza Princess had to separate since they were doing different events not that either minded. Both girls were very sociable and got along with their class despite them being so close. Sakura was alone sitting on the hill watching the third years doing their track events when she felt someone near her. She looked up to see the second man in charge of the disciplinary committee.

“Good morning Kusakabe-san” she greeted him. He handed her a water bottle. “Hibari-san wants to make sure you don’t injure yourself during the events today and is looking forward to your fight after school” he shared. The princess took the water bottle, giggling a litte. “I’m sure it would be an inconvenience for him to be at this event with all the students out and about” she commented giggling. “He is watching.” he told her, gesturing with his head to the location of Hibari. Sakura followed the gesture and saw HIbari on the roof of the school. She waved to him and he turned his head away causing her to giggle even more. “Thank you” she told him. He nodded and took his leave.

Sakura was the fastest running student among the first year students. She scored the highest on the single person races and was the last person to receive the baton in the relay race winning for her class. That meant that she would be in the final race against the fastest second year and third year.

The cheer team had arrived and were trying to cheer for Sakura their first year. The young Yakuza princess was stretching as the race was about to begin. She glanced over and waved at the cheer team who let out a loud cheer that was much louder than the second years and third years cheer teams. She giggled and went to take her place.

The gunshot went off and Sakura took off. Sakura had started to make it halfway through the race and was starting to lose energy; she noticed how quiet the crowd had gotten. She looked around while trying to keep up her current pace only to see the entire Disciplinary Committee marching in place as their own cheer team. Hibari was looking down at her, with his arms folded across his chest, looking unimpressed.

His unimpressive look challenged her to stay in first and sure enough she won. Yuna ran over to her and hugged her. Sakura hugged her back but looked up at Hibari who nodded his head before he walked away.

As Sakura was switching her shoes to head home for the day she was surprised to see a letter sitting on top of her shoes. Right away she assumed it was another love confession but she saw a small blue bird on the corner of the envelope. She opened it and saw that yes, it was addressed to her but it was from Hibari. She opened it and blushed.

It was such a simple letter but it caused the girl to say it was the best gift she got for that year. It was a single sheet of paper that only said, “happy birthday from Hibari”.

~~~

Cherry Blossoms The middle of spring is when the cherry blossoms fall from the trees. Although Hibari didn’t mind he didn’t want to be out there. But what he did see was a small girl with short brown hair dancing under the falling petals. He watched fondly with a small smile on his face.

~~~

His birthday Once again Sakura snuck into Hibari’s office for his birthday gift she had prepared for him. This time Kusakabe was in on it as he found out that Hibari liked Sakura’s cake last time. He would make sure that his leader had a somewhat peaceful birthday. His current mission was to distract his leader as Sakura snuck into his office.

She on the other hand had a short window to drop off HIbari’s gift. She had made him another small vanilla cake just like on Valentine’s Day. Once again she placed the cake on the desk and left his present next to it. What did the princess get for Hibari? A Namimori middle school blanket that she had picked up at the student store for Hibari. He liked naps so she thought it was a good idea to have a blanket in his office.

It was well known that the blanket was used quite often and the cake she had made disappeared within the day.

~~~

Summer Summers in Japan are hot and humid. Students were allowed to wear their summer uniforms. Of course Sakura still chooses to wear her uniform incorrectly. If she could she would skip school to hang out in her nice air conditioned house. But sadly she had to attend and she made sure she only had to wear the least amount of clothing as possible. Sakura’s summer uniform? The school uniform vest and her short skirt. Of course Hibari did not approve and sweaty fights broke out that season.