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uwuwriting · 5 years ago

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Hawks, Bakugou w/future children

Request: Hey I love your writing so much 💕 can you do future children with Bakugo and Hawks? - @toshiiiiiiiiii

Writing the last future children prompt was amazing. I like writing about them so much. Sonce I’ve already written for Hawk’s kids before and I’ve given them names we’re just going to roll with those names. Hope I don’t disappoint. Love ya.💖💖💖

warnings: fluff and maybe some crying.

Hawks/Keigo Takami

-He was on patrol, just flying around when he was hit by something square in the chest.

-It knocked the air out of him and he began coughing....and falling....pretty fast.

-Realizing that he was about to hit the side of a building, he spread his wings and maneuvered his body, shielding the thing clinging to his coat with his arms.

-He landed on a nearby roof and let out a scream when it wiggled in his arms.

-Looking at the CHILD in his arms for the first time, he immediately noticed to the little red wings on their back.

-A giggle erupted form the ball of golden locks and it looked up at him with large e/c eyes.

- “You didn’t dodge daddy! I’m faster than you!”

-He almost dropped the small girl at the word ‘daddy’.

-Eyes like saucers and with no oxygen in his lungs he looked at the girl more closely.

-A mini you with some of him sprinkled on top.

-She ruffled her wings, leaning back into his chest and nuzzling his jacket, her small fists grabbing the flaps.

-Keigo didn’t know what to do for the life of him.

-He was standing on a roof with a kid that literally fell from the sky and looked like his lovechild, how couldn’t he NOT panic?

-He looked at the little girl again only to find her fast asleep, her thumb in her mouth and it made Keigo’s heart flip in his chest.

-She was just so adorable.

-Wrapping his arms tighter around her in order to shield her from the cold air, he took off again heading for your shared apartment.

-He forgot everything about his patrol, the only thing on his mind was you.

-The family you would create, judging by the girl currently using him as a bed.

-And the little girl he would eventually have.

-Oh he couldn’t wait.

-Landing on your balcony, he found the door open -as it always was when he was on patrol- and slipped inside.

-He was met with a really messy living room and happy squeals coming from the bathroom.

-Readjusting the child in his arms as she stirred slightly, he walked to the bathroom door and opened it.

-There you were, ruffling the hair of a h/c boy who was sitting on the sink, giggles emitting from both of you as the boy tried to grasp your wrists.

-The boy was the first to notice him and he shouted an excited ‘Daddy!’ as he hopped down and ran to him.

-Right on cue, the girl opened her eyes and looked around, her eyes landing on your form and making grabby hands at you.

-The two kids switched adults in a matter of seconds.

-They both nuzzled into the respective ‘parent’.

-You look at Keigo and just winked at him, scooping the little girl up and taking her to the bedroom.

-All four of you cuddled on the bed for about an hour after which Keigo had to return to the skies.

-The next morning you were the first to wake up and so you made breakfast for the three of you.

-You knew that Keigo would be home soon and you would have to figure a way to undo the affects of the quirk that sent the twins here.

- Kai, the eldest of the two, had explained through his sobs that they were both hit by a time travel quirk during a villain attack that happened nearby.

-You had also learned that him and Daia, always got into trouble and Keigo always told them to be extra careful while out in public.

-They didn’t listen of course and so they ended up here.

-As they ate you patiently waited for Keigo to come home.

-You had much to talk about.

-Exciting things will be said and done.

Bakugou Katsuki

-He was returning to the dorms after an intense work out.

-He was sweaty and gross all over and he couldn’t wait to take a cold shower.

-Maybe make something to eat.

-And maybe cuddle you.

-He was so invested in his daydreaming of you that he didn’t hear the sounds of explosions approaching him.

-That was until those same explosions were by his ear and the figure just passed him with ease not sparing a glance his way.

-He was taken aback so much that he had to stop walking and stare as the relatively small floating figure drifting further and further away from him.

- “TOO SLOW YOU OLD BASTARD!”

-Did-did that lil shit just?...

-Boy is running after that arrogant nobody like there’s no tomorrow.

-However it turns out that they’re fast and shit hits the fan when they starting making fun of him again.

-Katsuki swears he can see red.

-They chase each other for about an hour.

-After that the smaller figure starts losing speed and finally Katsuki tackles them to the ground.

-That’s when he realizes that they are way smaller than him, almost like a child.

-Not almost....it IS a child.

-The little boy groans as it rolls off of Katsuki and shakes his ashen locks to get all the dust out of them.

-He was panting heavily, sweat running down his forehead as his arms were wobbling dangerously.

-Katsuki could tell that he would soon fall flat on his face by how much his arms trembled, so before he could collide with the ground he wrapped an arm around the boy’s stomach and lifted him up.

-He began to walk towards the dorms with the boy in his arms like a satchel.

-The boy had gone limp, mainly due to the overuse of his quirk and because it was wayyy past his bedtime.

-Bakugou made a beeline to his room once inside, ignoring Kirishima’s greetings and texting you to meet him in his room.

-Laying the boy on his bed and throwing a jacket over him, he quickly used the bathroom and changed into something less...sweaty.

-After that he waited for you to arrive.

-It wasn’t curfew yet so you could roam freely so it didn’t take you long.

-You hadn’t managed to knock twice before Katsuki opened the door and yanked you inside.

-You were about to scold him when you noticed the small lump on the bed.

-Your gaze switched between Bakugou and what you realized was a sleeping child.

- “I have to take a shower. Stay here with him...please.”

-Okay now Bakugou saying please is even weirder that the child currently sleeping on his bed.

-He promised that he would explain what he could after his shower.

-And like that you were left alone with a sleeping five year old.

-You were scrolling through your phone when you heard whimpers coming from the little human.

-Immediately, you sat on the bed and brushed some of his hair from his forehead and rubbed small circles on his back.

-He woke up shortly after with tears in his e/c eyes and he looked at you, absolutely terrified.

-In a flash he lunged at you, wrapping his chubby arms around your neck and his little legs around your waist, more whimpers and sniffles coming from him.

- “I-I’m s-sorry mommy! I-I don’t know what happened!!”

-You were shocked at his words but pushed all your questions back, opting to whisper sweet things in his ear and rocking him back and forth.

- “It’s okay baby. I got you.”

-His whimpers turned into sobs and he began trembling in your grip.

-You kissed his head and stood up, bouncing him and trying to calm him down.

- “I-I’m scared mommy!”

-Katsuki was outside the door, resting his forehead on the door frame as he heard every single word.

-He could hear your soft coos and reassuring words as well as his...son’s?? cries.

-He could barely keep up with everything but he managed to grasp the door knob with trembling hands and twist.

-He was greeted with your back facing him and a pair of watery e/c eyes.

-Wordlessly he closed the distance between you and he placed one hand on your shoulder and another on the boy’s head.

-Surprisingly, he made grabby hands to Katsuki who *shocker* obliged, taking the boy into his arms and whipping away the tears.

-After Tatsuo calmed down, you two managed to get some information out of him.

-You decided to take him to the recovery girl in the morning.

-Until then, all three of you snuggled together on Katsuki’s bed.

-You on the left, Bakugou on the right and Tatsuo in the middle, securely in his parents’ arms.

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junebugg3d · 3 years ago

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skippysartq · 3 years ago

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Kadashi Tsukishima - Character info?

Kadashi Tsukishima started his transition at the beginning of high school.

Joined the Karasuno Boys Volleyball club in his first year. Shun and Kento Kageyama start as first years too and become good friends with Kadashi and the whole volleyball team. They find that Kadashi doesn't change in the club room or at least waits till no one is there to change. They always wonder why. Kento develops feelings of a romantic kind on Kadashi. Kadashi shy but witty and an talented blocker.

One day after practice "H-Hey Kadashi!" breathless Kento called out To Kadashi who had started walking home. "Oh Kento." Kadashi says surprised, stood still in his tracks. "Do...Do you wanna walk home together." Kento asked catching up with him. "Oh sure, but what about your brother?" Kadashi points behind him, Shun running full speed at the too. "Kento! Your not going home with out me, are you?" Shun from behind screaming and jumps at Kento. "Eek!" Kento squeals speeding around Kadashi as his brother chases him in circles around Kadashi, following them around him. Staring in confusion. Kadashi dizzy grabs, Kento up. "Alright enough already." Shun stops and gives his brother a kick. "Ow, Shun you Jerk!" "I'm not the one running of without his brother, you know how much Mum worries when only one of us is home first! BOKE!" Shun yells, grabbing his brother by the arm pulling him out of Kadashi's hold. "Fine just wait a second Shun." Kento says wiggling out of Shun's grip. "Uh, Kadashi! Here before I go." Kento bows in front of Kadashi pulling out a envelope, with little hand drawn stars dressing it in 6 colours. Red, orange, yellow, green blue, and purple. Arms stretched out to hand it off to Kadashi, blushes. "Oh." and took its gently mind spriled out of control think what could it have inside it. My Dear Tsukishima Kadashi, Please come to mine and Shun's birthday Party on May 11th at 11:00am (Address here) I would really like for you to come and spend the day with me, I mean us. Please come. Yours Kageyama Kento♥ "Please come to our birthday, Kadashi! I really would like to have you there." Kento still bowing he looked up at Kadashi. "Uh sure. I'll have to see about it with my parent but yeah!" Kadashi opens the letter to see. "Huh! Great. I can't wait to see you again." Kento waves as he gets pulled away by his brother. "Calm down, idiot, you'll see him tomorrow at Morning practice right." Shun says, arms crossed as he walks passed his brother. "Right!" Kento replied jumping around to walk with his brother, a bright smile pasted on his face. "Bye, Kadashi!" He waved excitedly. Kadashi giggles to himself and waving back. "Bye, see you tomorrow!" the voice of their manager Sugawara Daia coming up behind Kadashi. "U-uh Suga-San?" He turns to see her smirking at him. "What's that face for!" he yelled anxious about her response. "Oh, no nothing Kada-Chan. She laughed but he knew she was up to something. "Your going to the twins part right?" Kadashi looked away for moment thinking. 'I am sure it' ll be fine for me to go. What things could lead to them knowing somehow.' "Yeah I should be able to go. Oh I should get them a present." he says with a little smile. "I will accompany you then, I was going to get them something today to." she say taking Kadashi's hand some students stared at them as the walked together. "U-uh Daia-San could you you let go." The only response to them all was a yell. "He's basically my little brother, piss off!" Sugawara was a scary girl when telling people off especially telling the twins off. "Oof sibling zoned." the words slipping out of his mouth. "It's okay I like boys anyway." "Well that's a relief." she laughed "I already have someone I like but they don't go to our school." she grins still walking occasionally glaring at the stares as they walked. "Oh, what's their name then?" Kadashi titled his head to her curiosity striking. He saw the pink in her cheeks as he could tell she was thinking of them. "Uh, no why would I tell you if you won't admit to me that you like Kento already, buttface." she chuckled to herself, whispered Buttface again. 'Wow childish nicknames like Buttface we really were siblings.' he thought snickering to himself. "Okay yeah I do, you happy niichan." she stopped in her tracks for a few seconds all he could see was the back of her head, before in whipped around suddenly surprising him a bit. But he saw the huge joyful and warm smile that spread across her face. "D-did you just call me niichan?" she asked whole body facing

his now and holding both hands in hers. Excitement clearly spilled out. "Uh yeah niichan." hearing it again she jumped up and down with glee. "Kada-Chan please let me call you otouto too. Please keep calling me your big sister!" he didn't mind doing that. Neither of them had siblings so the understood each other in that department. "So niichan. You gonna tell me who you are crushing on now?" Also Daia we she was younger had asked her parents for a younger sibling they tried so many times but it always seemed to failed. So when she saw her Mama hunched over the toilet crying with dad hugging his back just as distort as he was. That was the last time she asked and just grew up with herself and her best friend Yuuma who is the captain of the team at the moment and as a 3rd year along with Daia. She took in her team and Yuuma's little sister as her own siblings. "Okay it's only fair." she said as they started walking again to the shopping district. "You know Oba-Joben, how they are always sneaking into Karasuno to see us practice." she waited for him to answer and he thought gasping.

"And no it's not him, Oba-san isn't my crush." she stated reading her friends mind. "Well anyways. They have a cousin who is a year younger then me. Her name his Miya Masa." "Woah! Miya as in Miya Atsumu the Setter for the Japanese Olympic team!" Kadashi's eyes widen with excitement. She nods and pulls out her phone. "I have a picture with her to." she exclaimed. "See!" on the screen held a moment in time captured for the sake of memories.

In the picture was 2 people. 1 he recognised as Daia with her hair down and a little shorter then now. And the other was a pale skinned girl, with black curly hair tied up in the back and a fringe that sat on the right side of her face, and on the left side of her neck was 2 moles that made it look like she was bitten by a vampire. "Oba-san introduced me when they were over at his house with their parents, I think it was Kita-Sama 's birthday at the time I'm not to sure but I have been falling for her since." he was so impressed with the words he had heard. "She, keeps in contact with me, every so often..." he raised a brow at her. "Okay, Okay, we call and Text every night and we meet up sometimes." If they did just declare themselves as found family siblings, she might not be telling him all of this. "Thanks for telling me niichan." she stared down at the screen longer, the irises of her eyes expanded and a slight hint of pink dusted her face. "Well thanks for listening, I don't really have anyone I can talk about this stuff with y'know?" she gave a genuine smile as they both arrived at the shopping district. "So many shops were to start." Daia says close her phone and putting it away. They searched for ages in the end Kadashi couldn't find any he thought Kento might like as a gift. Daia had found something for them and Kadashi found a small cool present for Shun but still nothing stood out to get Kento. So they went home Daia being a responsible big sister she was now walked him home. He invited her in And met his parents. "Dad, pa this is the Clubs Manager Sugawara Daia, and she basically treats me like we're siblings." they all laugh together. "Sugawara huh?" Tadashi questions her. "Is you Mum's name Koushi by chance." Kei next to him rubs his chin. "Yeah! Sugawara Koushi he's a Elementary school teacher." she says with stars in her eyes. "We went to Karasuno with him you know, he was Vice captain at the time in our first year and the Captain Was Daichi. After him was Ennoshita and then I was captain our 3rd year." Tadashi sparkled. "Oh wow yeah my Dad's name is Daichi he's a police officer here in Miyagi." she said again with a big grin. Kei laughed pushing his glasses up. "I told you those two would Marry Tadashi." Tadashi only smiles nodding in response. They waved goodbye at the door, as Daia left to make her ways home, calling her mum as she walked. "Hey Mum, I'm coming home now, I was out with a friend from the club and walked him home. I met his parents." "Yeah they said yous went to school together." She got home and food was already on the table waiting. "Welcome back!" Mum said as he walked to the door just behind her was Daichi her dad. "You okay Daia? Why you just standing in the doorway?" he asked. "Arh, it's nothing." she waved a hand in front of her face and went in to sit at the table with her parents. "Yeah Their name is Tsukishima Kadashi, Tadashi and Kei. That's his parents names." "Kadashi huh? Y'know I thought they had a daughter not a Son." Koushi looked up in thought for a moment before figuring it out. "Oh uh, right." Daichi looked up at him confused. "What is it." Koushi just shook his head "I'll tell you later okay." Daichi shrugged. "So wait, Does Kadashi have a sibling?" she asked her parents confused as ever. "Uh? How should I say this. Okay for 1 you can't tell anyone if you figure it out okay." Koushi Said with a stern look in his eyes so she could tell, what he was going to say was to be taken seriously. "I think Kadashi is his chosen name. Get it?" he asked waiting for her to answer him. It took a minute to

think. "Oh, he wasn't always physically he. I get it now! That's why he doesn't change with the rest of the boys." she said aloud. Koushi just smiles to himself, 'She is so smart.' Daichi took another minute to process what was being said that the dinner tables he stuffed Rice into his mouth. Suddenly realisation struck him and he choked on the rice in his mouth. "Oh okay I get it now too." The day of the birthday. Everyone in the pool at The party. "Hi sorry I'm late." Kadashi strolls into the back yard of the Kageyama household. Kento getting slammed in the face with the ball missing the receive when he heard Kadashi's voice. "Ow, Kadashi! You made it!" Kento rushed to get out of the water, but was pulled back in by his short by his brother. Everyone laughing. "Welcome!" Shun belted out. "Arh yay Kada-Chan is here!" Daia from the other side of the net that was set up over the pool. Cheer, throwing her arms in the air. Kento tried again to get out and rushed, drench, over to Kadashi who was now blushing seeing his friend shirtless and wet. "Oh Kento you never said it was a pool party." Kadashi spoke in shock holding a presents in his arms. Eyes looked away from him, trying not to be noticed that he was still looking at this chest and torso. "Oh sorry I should told you. But come on." Kento scratched the back of his neck. "Come on Kada-Chan!" Daia called out waving. "Hey stop pushing him." Shoyou Called from the kitchen, with a cute blue and purple flower patterned apron. "Hey, Kada-Chan how are Kei and Tadashi?" Shoyou called out to him, as Tobio walked out with a tray of snacks. "They are good Aunty Sho. Both pretty busy lately but I still get my practice time with them after dinner sometimes." Later they find out that Shun wants to go to Shiratorizawa in Their 2nd year. Kento is shocked he steps back and slips into the pool hitting his head, Kadashi jumps in after him and up uncovering himself. "Don't worry about us when we leave, I'll make sure to drag Yuuma with me to every one of your official matches, in your 2nd and third year's." Daia grin widely. Yuuma only shakes his head vigorously. Daia punches his arm, "You know you can't say no to me." she laughs he looked defeated eating a party pie. "Uh, yeah about that guys." Shun spoke up. They all turn to look at him. "In our 2nd year, I am going to Shiratorizawa, not Karasuno." it took them a moment to realise the seriousness of what he just said to them. Of course they were all so surprised not a word was said, Kento his brother put down his plate stepping back asking." W-what?" "I'm going to Shiratorizawa, geez get your ears check stupid." Shun said ever so calmly. "When were you gonna tell me this!" Kento yelled obviously angry, he had every right to be. "The first day when we walked our separate ways. " "I don't know why your so angry." he said staring to walk to the table again. "But why are you transferring there?!" "Shut up Kento." "Huh? What's wrong with Karasuno!" "Not now, in front of everyone Kento." Shun tried to calm his brother down. Yeah they shouldn't be arguing in front of their friends and on their birthday. "No tell me, Tell us Why!" "Seriously not right now." he says through gritting teeth, he had started to get annoyed with Kento. "TELL ME!" Kento yelled. 'FINE, you would go on over reacting telling them all anyways!' Shun's thought as the bubble popped in his senses. "arh, because I am sick and tired of YOU!" Shun started, yelling back. "I am always in your shadow. I'm sick of the" Oh you. Your Kento's Twin brother. Oh your the OTHER Kageyama twin. Kento and you are a great COMBO." stopped to breath for a moment, Shun's finger pointing at the other. "I want to be my own person! And being at the same school where everyone knows me as KENTO'S BROTHER, Isn't helping me do that, so I'll go to a place where you don't exist, just me, make my own friends, they'll know MY name and play on a team where those people know who only me. As I am, as an individual! " "My life isn't yours! Its not OURS.

It's MINE!" He continued the rage that had been building up, since the first year of Primary School. suddenly boiling over. They only stared at one another. Then as Daia was about to open her mouth to say something, Shun started again. "And I bet you didn't even know our Great Grandfather is an Alumni from Shiratorizawa." "What! he was?" Kento looked at their parents who were now standing at the door, to see what all the yelling was about. "Yeah, you just never bothered to ask about our family. You dense, selfish, asshole I FUCKING hate you!" as the words were left his lips their feet moved. Shun moved toward Kento. His stiff pointer finger poked into his brothers chest and Kento slowly steps back as a result. And as the last words came out of Shun's mouth he pushed his brother with more force then intended and Kento fell back into the pool hitting his head at the bottom. Everyone in the back yard stood shocked at sight of blood mixing into the water, everyone frozen, Kadashi the only one ran jumping in after him. Shun's eyes widen as that instant of regret hit him in waves but hardly showed on his face. "Shun, GO TO YOUR ROOM NOW!" The enraged voice of Shoyou boomed in everyone's ears, as Tobio snapped out his head and rushed to help save his son. Kadashi holding an unconscious Kento in his arms and handing him off to Tobio. Daia then rushed to get him to Kadashi out as well, when she had noticed Kadashi's cloths clung tight to his body when wet and puts the pieces together. Putting a jacket over Kadashi and pushes him inside the house into a room by himself. "Daia?" he said confused clinging to the jumper with slight tears. "I... I already knew okay, you don't have to say it. And you don't have to explain it to anyone, just be you okay. I'm not telling a soul. Not to anyone on the team." she assured. "all that is up to you for when you want to or if at all, to tell anyone. Okay?" Kadashi didn't say anything. "Just get changed I'm sure Kento wouldn't mind, you borrowing his clothes, seeing as he likes you, he'd probably be all flustered." she giggled, walking off.! "Arh danm her! She knows I would be a mess if Kento found me wearing his cloths." suddenly there was a knock on the door starling him. "Kadashi Are you okay?" the voice of Tobio said through the door. "Sorry yeah um, I'm just getting dry cloths." He said back. He heard a sigh of what seemed to be relief. "Just making sure, okay. Your parents called earlier today before you got here. Shoyou and I know now okay, but we won't say anything to the boys, that's up to you weather you want to tell them or not." "T-thank you Kageyama-Sama. But I have already told Kento." was all he was able to say back. Before he started looking through Kento's draws. Tobio gave a light chuckle. "Here give me your cloths when your changed, we'll wash them for you." he said through the door. "Uh are you sure about that I don-" "I'll get Kento to drop them off to you at school tomorrow." Tobio interrupted him. "Oh okay then." he says and finished changing. He opened the door Tobio noticed him and he smiled slightly. "Thank you again." Kadashi puts the damp cloths into the washing basket. "Uh, are they gonna be okay?" He asked looking through the back door Kento had bleed a little bit and was laying down on a folding chair Shoyou holding him and cleaning the wound, while Shun was gone, they heard a thumping and a crash upstairs. Tobio Sighs tiredly. "Yeah, I'm no to sure actually. The boys would be fine usually. The don't typically fight, especially like this." Tobio gestures to Kento and the upstairs as quiet yell could be heard from Shun's room. "Though they'll probably just settle this whole thing on the court when they go against each other next year, when they go up against each other for tournaments." He finished that thoughts closing his eyes. Quiet for a moment, then Tobio glaces down at the young green haired boy with glasses. "Especially because it's the only time they will really see each other, until they graduate." "What, Really?" Kadashi

looked up at him in shock. "Yeah, Shiratorizawa have dorms for their students, so Shun will be moving into the dorms in March. And students are only allowed to come home for holidays and family emergencies." "How do you know so much if you when to Karasuno?" he asked. "I applied there for high school but was rejected." Tobio says sincerely. "Oh." Kadashi looks down sad and sorry he asked. "You don't have to be sorry, in the end I was happy I was rejected, because I met Shoyou and he helped me realise I needed to be a better person, not a better player." Tobio says reminiscing about his High school days with his now Husband and mother of their children. "Wow, that's stupidly Cheesey." he laughed a bit, then started walking off. "Arh you really are a mix of the two of them, cheeky snide remarks that are wholesome and g rated. Yep sounds like Tsukkiyama to me." He shakes his head and goes up to check up on Shun.

5 months into the year: Shun one day thinking Kento was alone in the gym storage after a late practice, locks Kento and Kadashi in there. Kento: Ngh that jerk. Kadashi thinks about Tell Kento his secret and does. Kadashi: Kento there is a reason why I don't change with you guys. Kento: Yeah, um why is that. Kadashi: I hate this body I was born in. Kento: What, I. I um like your body. Blushes. Kadashi: I feel like it doesn't belong to me. Kento: I'm sorry? Kadashi: I was born in the wrong body Kento. I was born a girl. Kento: Oh. I think I get it now. Kadashi: Is. That okay. Kento: Yeah why wouldn't it be Kadashi? I still... Really like you a lot. Kadashi: ME too. Kento: Um. I mean like, I like like you Kadashi. Kadashi: I know. Me too, Kento. *Kento looks at Kadashi with a wide eyed expression his face turning red all over

Kadashi looks back at him. As well as he can in the dark.

They moved closer together until their faces were close and lips almost touching.

Before Shun opened the doors of the gym storage*

"I hope your happy now idiots, and I-" Shun opened his eyes to see his brother and Kadashi so close to kissing. Kento blushed pulling away from Kadashi's face, he to was embarrassed to be caught in the act of interaction. Kadashi covered his freckled face, red and hot in the palm of his hands. "Uh, sorry for the interruption. But we should be getting home soon the Sempai's are gonna freak. So is Mum." Shun throws the keys at Kento, turn away from them and started walking out the gym. "OW! What the hell Shun!" "hurry up Boke!" Shun yells back. Kento sighs standing up keys in hand and offers a hand to Kadashi. He takes it with a smile of thanks. *Kadashi gets home* Kadashi: I'm home! Tadashi: You're late Mr. Kadashi: *smiles* Sorry Dad. Kento and I have cleaning duties in the club after late practice. Tadashi: alright then, dinner, Pa's outside can you get him please. Kadashi: sure thing dad.

Kadashi *walks outside to see Kei* Pa Dinner is ready! Kei: Oh hey kid! Welcome back. Receive. *The ball flies towards him, he receives it and catches it* Kadashi: Alright let's go then. *he puts the ball down near the door inside* *At dinner* Tadashi: So how was practice?

Kadashi: It was productive as always, and Daia's friend snuck into the gym to watch us and they tosses for us for a bit before coach walked in and chased them out, Dai was yelled at.

Kei: She must be a trouble maker of a Manager haha

Kadashi: Haha yeah, but she is a lot of fun to hang out with when we're not practicing. Kento is nice too. *he blushes Smiling to himself*

Tadashi: Oh? Tell us more about, Kento.

Kadashi: Oh him, nah its nothing, You know I think I am finished Thank you for dinner Dad. Gonna have a bath now.

Thats it for now.

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prism-stone-planet · 3 years ago

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New HappyPri Collection merch featuring W Daia available to order from Prism Stone stores and Groove Garage till January 13.

#kiratto prichan #prichan #kiratto pri☆chan #daia #another daia #prichan merch

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pretty-idol-hell · 4 years ago

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Kiratto PriChan 148

Oh it’s this episode.

The episode displaying all the teams who are clearly not going to win.

‘Cause obviously it’s not gonna be Ring Marry (sorry) or W Daia (omg that’s really their team name) who just showed up.

A little sad to see Meltic Star in this episode though. Even though Dressing Pafe never won much anything either, somehow I felt like they got a lot more recognition than Meltic Star has gotten by this point... I mean they were SUPER important in the Idol Time finale......

Alice and Eve’s team name is Alive!? Wooooow I missed that too.

...Wait. In the preview Luluna and Solulu have darkened color palettes in the dark while the other mascots are unchanged. Has this always been the case or...

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snorth · 4 years ago

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Góry pachnące ziołami

Zimowy poranek nawet na Majorce bywa chłodny. Zwłaszcza kiedy słońce skrywa się jeszcze za horyzontem i za oknem panuje mrok. Ma to swoje zalety - ulice są wtedy cudownie puste i ciche, ma też jednak wady - dziś startuję bez kawy. O tej porze wszystkie kafeterie są jeszcze pozamykane. W plecaku kupione dzień wcześniej batoniki musli, ser, czekolada i woda. Na Estacio Intermodal łapię poranny autobus do Port de Soller. Nareszcie ruszam w góry.

Serra de Tramuntana kusiły. Jak to, wyspa słynąca z plaż, ciepłej wody i dyskotek, ma też góry? Opowieści kolarskiej braci o wijących się przez pół wyspy drogach, pięknych widokach i kąpieli w morzu działały na wyobraźnię. Rok temu zobaczyłem je na własne oczy. Najpierw z okien autobusu pnącego się do Valldemossy, później z samego, urokliwego miasteczka i z dość przypadkowo wybranego szlaku wokół niego. To była miłość od pierwszego wejrzenia.

Dziś znowu wyruszam z Valldemossy. Górska mieścina, mniejsza od Międzyzdrojów, jeszcze śpi. Z żółto-czerwonego autobusy wysiada ledwie garstka podróżnych. Na dworze panuje przenikliwy ziąb, słońce powoli przebija się zza otaczających mnie gór. Warto się tu na chwilę zatrzymać, zwłaszcza kiedy jest tak pusto. Klimatyczne uliczki, kamienne domy przyozdobione mozaikami przedstawiającymi sceny z życia św. Katarzyny z Palmy, gotycki kościół parafialny z XIII w, czy kartuzjański klasztor z turkusową dzwonnicą. O poranku wszystko mam na wyłączność. Tylko muzeum Fryderyka Chopina jest o tej porze zamknięte...

Łańcuch górski Serra de Tramuntana jest długi ale wąski. Ciągnie się na północy Majorki, od zachodniego wybrzeża w okolicach Port d’Andratx po półwysep Formentor. Cała, południowa reszta wyspy jest przeraźliwie płaska. Najwyższy szczyt ma raptem 1445 m.n.p.m ale biorąc pod uwagę, że startujemy często znad samego morza, to wyniosłość gór stawia je niemal na równi z Tatrami. Na tym jednak kończą się podobieństwa z naszymi górami. Nie uświadczysz tu kosodrzewiny, śnieg bywa od święta, a zamiast kozic biegają kozy. Zamiast żętycy prędzej napijesz się soku ze świeżo wyciśniętych pomarańczy, rosnących przy szlaku... Nawet w środku zimy jest tu cudownie zielono i pachnąco! No i nie ma tłumu turystów. Czas poszukać drogi w góry.

Samo znalezienie szlaku, potwierdza wszystko co do tej pory o majorkańskich górach przeczytałem i usłyszałem. Carrera Xesc Forteza w pewnym momencie układa się w literę U i lekko obniża swój bieg. Tuż przed zakrętem, zaraz za ostatnią willą po lewej stronie, wchodzę na szutrową, szeroką ścieżkę i przechodzę przez bramę z napisem “private”. Według mapy i przewodnika znalazłem się właśnie u wrót doliny Torrent d”Avall. Po kilku krokach natrafiam jednak na kolejną, tym razem zamkniętą bramę. Z tabliczki z hiszpańskim napisem rozumiem tylko tyle, że można wyhaczyć konkretną karę. Trudno, to jednak nie ta ścieżka, muszę się cofnąć. Ku mojemu zdziwieniu, w tym momencie mija mnie ciężarówka z... gruzem. Zatrzymuje ją i pytam kierowcy o początek szlaku. - To chyba tu - słyszę tylko, co zdecydowanie nie wyjaśnia sprawy. Kiedy zrezygnowany mam się już wycofać i wrócić do poznanego rok wcześniej szlaku, trafiam na wycieczkę. Zagajam przewodnika w wieku Matuzalema. Niestety to jeden z tych, którzy z języków obcych znają jedynie hiszpański i to w stopniu słabym. Cała konwersacja odbywa się zatem na migi z towarzyszeniem polskich (moich) i majorkińskich (przewodnika) wstawek, choć gdyby rozmowa trwała dłużej, mogło być zupełnie odwrotnie.

Szalony wykup ziemi, jaki nastąpił w połowie ubiegłego stulecia, spowodował, że część szlaków Majorki, biegnie przez prywatne posesje. Dlatego czasem nie uświadczysz tradycyjnego oznaczenia czy tabliczki, mówiącej o kierunku i czasie marszu. Mało tego, żeby legalnie pokonać niektóre odcinki, musisz wcześniej zadzwonić do właściciela. Na szczęście numer telefonu znajdziesz tak na drogowskazach jak i w dobrych przewodnikach. To jednak najmniejsze zmartwienie, bo czasem znalezienie szlaku w ogóle, stanowi wyzwanie.

Okazało się, że po prawej stronie zamkniętej bramy, za niepozornym murkiem, schowana jest kolejna bramka. Otwarta... Ta wiedza okazała się bezcenna przy kolejnych odcinkach szlaku, bo podobnych rozwiązań było bez liku. Za to za bramą można się poczuć jak po przejściu przez drzwi narnijskiej szafy. Jak za dotknięciem palca E.T. znika upierdliwy szum pobliskiej szosy. Lekko wznosząca się ścieżka, biegnąca wzdłuż ukrytego potoku, powoli wychodzi z gęstej zieleni, odsłaniając widok na piękne, skaliste zbocza Puig de ses Fontanelles z jednej i ściany Serra de Son Moragues z drugiej. Po kilkuset metrach, trasa zaczyna się wić nieco bardziej stromo, prowadząc nas do nieczynnego o tej porze roku schroniska (refugio) Son Moragues. Na mapach widnieje również nazwa Refugi des Cairats.

Powrót na ten krzywy kręgosłup Majorki kompletnie minął się z początkowymi planami. Miała być wspólna, męska przygoda, spanie pod gołym niebem i tydzień bez cywilizacji. Życie jednak układa inne scenariusze. Wyprawa zamieniła się w solowe zwiedzanie środkowej części gór. Zamiast całego szlaku GR 221, przeszedłem tylko dwa fragmenty od Valldemossy, przez Deię po Port de Soller.

Wiodąca dotychczas na wschód ścieżka zaczyna zawracać, prowadząc nas na wyżynę Pla des Artiges, zahaczając po drodze szczyt Puig Gros (938m) i Puig des Pou (945m). Z wyżyny rozpościera się niesamowity widok. zwłaszcza w kierunku północnym. Pomiędzy skałami można dostrzec błękit morza zlewający się z błękitem nieba. Horyzont, zdaje się, wziął sobie wolne.

Ścieżka, choć wydeptana, ma sporo odnóg. Niektóre prowadza na pobliskie szczyty, niektóre na skraj przepaści. Oznaczeń szlaku wypatrywać trzeba w niepozornych stożkach z drobnych kamieni. Jedynie przy zejściu do Dei, piętrzy się całkiem pokaźny kopiec, który naprawdę trudno przeoczyć. Zresztą, pomylenie ścieżki podczas odwrotu z wyżyny, może skończyć się kilkusetmetrowym lotem ku Morzu Śródziemnemu, bowiem północne zbocza to pokaźne urwisko, mające swój początek daleko w dole.

W lutym pogoda w górach, wyjątkowo przypomina tę, znaną z letnich wypraw po Tatrach. Rano, lodowate zimno, po południu żar lejący się z nieba. Do tego wietrznie i chłodno na graniach. Wędrując po Pla de Artiges, zakładam czapkę i rękawiczki, chroniąc jednocześnie tułów wiatroszczelną kamizelką. Przez cały dzień, nie licząc wycieczki wspomnianej na początku, a która została daleko w tyle, spotykam na kilkunastokilometrowym szlaku kilkoro turystów, połowa z psami... Póki co docieram do Puig de Caragoli (925m), czyli “szczytu Ślimaka”.

Ścieżka, która od wejścia na wyżynę, nosi nazwę Cami de s’Arxiduc (ścieżka arcyksięcia), spod szczytu daje nam dwie możliwości kontynuowania marszu. Jeżeli ktoś chce na kolację wrócić do Valldemossy, może to zrobić przez przez Pla des Pouet, idąc kilka kilometrów piękną granią, z widokiem na morze, po drodze zaliczając liczne w okolicy ślady mieszkających tu niegdyś pasterzy. Najczęściej są to kamienne kręgi, służące za podstawy szałasów. I chociaż niektóre z nich mają nawet kilkaset lat, to są to idealne miejsca do biwakowania na dziko. Po dziś dzień te konstrukcje doskonale chronią od wiatru. Wróćmy jednaj pod szczyt Ślimaka.

Rozpościera się stąd piękna panorama północnej części wyspy. W dole majaczy cel kolejnego etapu wędrówki - Deia. Widać też krętą, górską szosę prowadzącą do tej miejscowości. Gdyby nie chmura wisząca nad wschodnią częścią pasma, byłoby również widać jego najwyższy szczyt - Puig Major (1445m). Całość oblana jest przyjemnie niebieskim morzem. Gdzieś na skraju wybrzeża dostrzegam też fragment Port de Soller.

Podczas zejścia do Dei, zmienia się pogoda, wychodzi słońce, temperatura z przyjemnych 10 stopni, skacze do 20, a może i więcej. Północne zbocze, którym prowadzi szlak, jest też całkowicie osłonięte od wiatru. Robi się wręcz gorąco, a im niżej tym zdecydowanie cieplej. Nareszcie czuć śródziemnomorski klimat. Ścieżka początkowo prowadzi wśród skał, później kryjemy się w oliwnych gajach.

Daia zdaje się zajmować wszystkie możliwe zbocza w dolinie, a żaden z kamiennych domów nie stoi na płaskim terenie. W samym centrum znajduje się wzgórze z najstarszą częścią miejscowości, na szczycie którego stoi kościół San Juan Bautista. Na wzgórze prowadzi stroma i wąska uliczka, doskonała żeby skryć się przed palącym słońcem. Warto się tam wdrapać nie tylko dla pięknych widoków ale i dla miejscowego cmentarza, tak różnego od tych, znanych z kontynentalnej Europy. Walory tego miejsca docenił mieszkający tu nawet przez jakiś czas Robert Graves.

Odwiedzam lokalną kawiarnię, w której schładzam się zimnym piwem. W ogóle, wchodząc do miejsca pełnego miejscowych, warto - o czym już pisałem - pamiętać o podstawowych zwrotach po hiszpańsku. Cisza, która zapada po wejściu, mija równie szybko, jeżeli powitacie gospodarza uniwersalnym “buenos dias”, a przy kontuarze zamówicie “una caña, por favor”. To taki tip. I nie zapomnijcie o “gracias”!

Dalsza część wycieczki wiedzie czymś co można porównać do tatrzańskiego regla. Z tą różnicą, że zamiast wśród świerków idziemy między oliwkami. Cień jaki dają drzewa, jest zbawienny. Słońce pali niemiłosiernie, mimo że to koniec lutego! Szlak nie jest wymagający, i nawet w upalne dni pokona go każdy, nawet bez specjalnego przygotowania kondycyjnego. Po drodze warto skorzystać z oferty któregoś z pomarańczowych sadów i napić się soku ze świeżych pomarańczy. Rewelacja!

Wiodąca na wschód ścieżka, mija w pewnym momencie restaurację Son Mico. Nazwa pochodzi od przydomka pierwszego właściciela, działającego na przełomie XV i XVI w. Mieszczący się w starej tłoczni oliwy przybytek, oferuje wędrowcom zasłużony wypoczynek i pokrzepienie. I chociaż sam nie skorzystałem z oferty menu, to warto się tu zatrzymać na chwilę. Rozpościera się stąd piękny widok na najwyższy szczyt pasma. Mam szczęście, bo po wcześniejszych chmurach, nie ma już nawet śladu.

Szlak skręca na północ i tym samym rozpoczynamy ostatni fragment tej wędrówki. Przed nami Port de Soller. Po drodze jednak jeszcze kilka atrakcji. Jedną z nich jest bez wątpienia Muleta Gran. Siedemnastowieczna potężna hacjenda, otoczona ogromnym gajem oliwnym. Zdaje się zajmować całą dolinę Mulety.

Wspinamy się teraz w kierunku schroniska Muleta. Po drodze, pokonujemy kolejny płot. Tym razem na bramce informacje, żeby ją zamykać... bo konie pouciekają. Teren otaczający refugi jest ogromny i prywatny. Samo schronisko to chyba jedno z najbardziej zaskakujących miejsc, które mogłem dotychczas zobaczyć na szlaku. Budynek jak budynek ale te widoki... Na południu i wschodzie góry, na zachodzie klify, na północy morze. Do tego cisza i spokój. Nijak to się ma to obiektów znanych z Polski.

To jeszcze nie koniec. Opuszczając teren schroniska od strony północnej, naszym oczom ukazuje się... latarnia morska. Zawsze będzie dla mnie czymś niezwykłym połączenie gór i morza. Tu takich zaskoczeń jest całe mnóstwo, bo tuż za zakrętem, poniżej latarni Cap Gros de Soller, rozpościera się widok na całe Port se Soller, a to naprawdę zapierające dech w piersiach doświadczenie. Przede mną najwyższa część gór.

Stąd krętą uliczką schodzimy do samego miasteczka. Po drodze piękne wille, dość gęsto natkane, niemal jak na Podhalu. Tylko architektura nie ta. Po kilkunastu minutach docieramy do miejskiej plaży. Zamiast plażowiczów pełno nawianych palmowych liści i nieco śmieci wyrzuconych na brzeg prze fale. Trochę więcej ludzi pojawia się dopiero na bulwarze, półkolem otaczającym plażę. W centrum pootwierane kawiarnie, restauracje i bary. Koronakatastrofa nadejdzie dopiero za kilka dni.

Na koniec filmowe podsumowanie wyprawy. Nie wiem kiedy znowu tu wrócę. W każdym razie, teraz, niemal rok po wyprawie, tęsknię już bardzo.

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venus-says · 6 years ago

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Kiratto Prichan Episodes 52-58

K-A-W-A-I-I~♪

Surprise~da-mon

I wasn’t going to do this. If you know me you know I don’t have the best track record with everything related to the pretty series. But since the begining of this year, as I saw myself getting more angry at Aikatsu, I’ve grown found of Prichan and saw myself enjoying the show quite a lot. So here we are to follow season 2.

I don’t plan on writing as much as I do for precure or aikatsu, because even though I like the show I wouldn’t call it a favorite and I’m not that attached to it, so my eager to shower it in praises or think of ways to make shitty things better isn’t the greatest. But talking a lot is part of my being so let’s see how that goes. XD

Before I start talking about this episode here’s a quick summary on my thoughts from Prichan’s season 1: For the most part I don’t care for the plot, specially when it regards to the main trio. Meltic StAr is my shit and I would say I love them just as much as I love Honey Cat. In general the beginning is boring but the show gets way more interesting in the second half, that’s when good songs finally start to come out. Mirai is as bland as any protagonist, Emo annoys me, Rinka I don’t have an opinion on her, Anna is hilarious, Sara is bae, Mel is my favorite (even being the most stereotypical character EVER), Anju is a goddess and she carries it.

And I guess that’s all you need to know of how I feel about season 1. Now to season 2.

Episode 52 doesn’t have a lot going on. It wasn’t bad but it wasn’t amazing neither. Mirai’s new song is meh but is better than her solo from last season. The idea of doing everything on the jewel pact is pretty dumb, but I can give that a pass (I think). Meganee being annoyed at Dear Crown’s popularity was amazing, probably the best part of the episode.

In just a few minutes I already love Maria and Suzu more than I ever liked the main trio in the past 51 episodes. I love their looks and personalities and I can’t wait to see more!

One thing that I like is that this episode lays down everything we need to know for this season and they set all of the objectives nice and clear from the start. Is nice to know what to expect and what to look for. There’s no mystery, they go there, make their show, do a live, if they’re worth of it they get a jewel coord and when 10 are chosen they’ll compete to get the diamond dress, simple and easy.

The Designers 7 are now the Designers 10, which means there won’t be no new characters added other than Maria, Suzu and Daia on her non virtual form. Which is kinda good and kinda isn’t, and hope they make a good use of this shorter cast. While talking on designers I’m kinda disappointed because I thought Anju was going to follow along Aria and start her own brand and I was really excited about that but judging by the numbers she’s still with Precious Muse. But that’s not really an issue, just me being me again.

I have just one word for Episode 53: KAWAII~

Maria is annoying as hell and her love for cuteness is way too unreal to be true but I still love every second of it.

I think Mel may just have lost her spot as my favorite in this show. I love Maria’s personality, I love her song, I love her coord, I love EVERYTHING. I don’t even have anything else to say, just this. All I did through this whole episode was laugh and press the screenshot button non stop for 22 minutes straight.

There’s one thing that concerns me though. I hope they don’t make Maria just a flat character that all she has going for her is her love out of this world for cute things. I don’t need a serious character development or anything, I just want her to be more than just “the cute girl” and I hope they can deliver this.

Not a lot to say about Episode 54. I’m glad they’re already making “normal Daia” a part of the group so later on it’ll be more natural to have her join the gang. Also very nice that they at least acknowledge the similarities between the two Daias, is a much better way of dealing with it than what they’ve done last year with Anju and her sparkling lady persona.

Rinka recording their show in the pact is just the weirdest thing EVER, bring pricast back please.

Jewel Chance was weirdly short for some reason, Kiratto Chance seemed to last longer last season. Not that I really care for it since this concept never appealed to me, but it was weird. But I guess in this season they’ll at least have a more meaningful purpose to it, kiratto chance last year seem to be there just because it was a mechanic in the game.

Side note: while Suzu is dancing on the streets they have an amazing song playing in the background and I hope it’s the instrumentals for her solo and if it is I CAN’T WAIT TO LISTEN TO BEST SONG OF THIS SHOW.

What do I have to say about Episode 55? I don’t really know, it was pretty boring to me. Like I said before I don’t care for Miracle Kiratts so the plot of them trying to make a video to call more costumers to Prism Stone didn’t caught my attention. The little bits of Meganee, Maria and Suzu, plus seeing SUPER CUTIE SUPER GIRL (the best song from Kiratts, including solos) were the only things I enjoyed on this episode.

We of course also have the problem of the protagonist getting the super special coord of the season SO EARLY ON. I’m not gonna repeat myself, yall know what I think about this, I’m just disappointed. Now we’ve only seen one priticket with Mirai which may mean she only has one piece of the coord and she will have to work to get the other two as well and this may save the whole situation, but for now I’m just rolling my eyes and asking why they do this kind of stuff.

Episode 56 was surprisingly good! I've gotta be honest but when I saw Emo would be in one of the main characters in this episode I thought it would be garbage as much as Maria would be in there too, but I was wrong. It was amazing, I wasn't expecting to be this good.

I don't really have a lot to say, but I'm glad they used Maria's love for cuteness for something good. Even though her dream of bringing world peace using cuteness seem unrealistic she is still doing good for the world by using her cuteness to change lives. She was very nice to that little girl and it made me feel all fuzzy inside. As annoying as Maria is she is a very good person, she is one of those people who makes you believe there's still hope for this, and this makes me like her even more.

PS.: What the hell is her family, they're so weird. Now I understand how she's so crazy, who wouldn't be if they were raised by this family? XD

PS.2: If anyone did a drinking game taking a shot every time Maria says "Kawaii" this person would be in alcoholic coma by now and I'm sorry for you. XD

57 is our first episode focused on Suzu. AND WHAT A GREAT EPISODE IT WAS. There's not a single thing I dislike in this episode.

Getting to know more of Suzu was great, and I loved to watch as she started to grow fond of Maria even though she annoys her to death. They form such a great duo, it was great to see more of them together. I believe this is the first time we see them interact in a more complex way than just Maria following Suzu like crazy, and they did a great job at it. I like how natural it was, Suzu didn't just started liking Maria from nowhere, we had a build up and it was something gradual. It feels rewarding to see that they're closer, and if I already liked them before I feel like I'm even more in love with them now. I confess I would've like it more if we got to see Suzu perform, they teased with that same instrumental again and I'm just like AAAAAAA I NEED THIS SONG. I know Suzu's song hasn't been added to the game yet, but prichan releases song before they're in the game so I think they still could do it. But I'm happy with Maria's song anyway so, is all good.

I don't know how I feel about episode 58. I think I would have more strong feelings about it if Rinka was a character that I like, but as I said I don't really care for the protagonist trio and Rinka is probably the most bland of them in most of the situations so I don't really care for her.

The whole situation that makes this episode happen is good, Meganee is so stressed out by Dreamy Crown that she's breaking and she needs to rest. But then when it comes to Rinka and Yuzuru taking over thinks just get boring. I admit that huge part of this may be because I never liked Yuzuru and seeing more of him just makes me roll my eyes, but still as much as this episode tried it just didn't hit me.

The other big event on this episode was Rinka's new song and i'm a little disappointed. First because they give the most generic coord they could for her to wear, second because the stage is basically just a copy & paste from Netemo Sametemo Dreamin' Girl, and last because the song is just bland. It starts great like a callback from Rinka's solo from last season but then it comes the chorus and just kills the vibe. Also I don't think Rinka should've got Jewel Chance that time, she hasn't done anything exceptional on the episode to get it imo. But I like her dress design better than Mirai's so maybe that's a positive side.

And that’s it for the first few episode from Prichan Season 2! All in all I’ve enjoyed them, it was a great start and I’m sincerely excited to see what will comes up next!

Thanks for your time and till the next time~da-mon ♪

#Kiratto Prichan #Prichan S2 #prichan #prism series

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( duncan theirin x nadaia da’eralen ) ( aka warden cousland’s son & inquisitor lavellan’s daughter )

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Duncan jolted awake to the sounds of frantic knocking.

Startled, he sat up with a muffled gasp, the bathwater spilling ever so slightly over the tub as if in protest. The water was still comfortably warm, so he must not have been drifting for very long - not long enough for the nightmares to set in, in any case. With a shuddered breath, he rubbed at his eyes, blinking as they adjusted to the dim glow of the candlelit washroom. One of these days I’m going to drown in my own bathtub, he thought wearily. A fitting way to go, at the very least.

The knocking continued, growing louder and increasingly more aggressive with the passing seconds. Duncan sighed, a slight smile teasing the corners of his lips. There was only one person in all of Orlais who would be knocking on his door, this late and with that much fevered energy.

“Duncan? Are you alive in there?” Nadaia called through the door. Her voice was light and breezy, but he knew her well enough by now to catch the nervous strain behind her words. Once again he found himself fighting to contain a smile. She’s worried about me. Of course she is. She cares. His heart stuttered at the thought.

He considered getting up to meet her at the door, but as he moved to lift himself from the water, he was greeted by the long familiar sensation of lightheaded dizziness, and a blinding pain behind his eyes. He lay back down with a wince, defeated and woozy. The pain had been plaguing him all day, and his migraine wasn’t quite done with him yet, it seemed.

“Door’s unlocked, Daia,” he managed, his voice weak even by his standards. “You can come in.”

There was a brief silence, followed by an exasperated sigh. A moment later he heard the door creak open, then click closed again, ushering in her gentle footsteps.

He hadn’t expected her arrival at his dormitory tonight, although at this point her unexpected late night visits rarely came as a surprise. His quarters were larger than most who resided within the College of Enchanters - being the firstborn son of Fereldan’s ruling monarchs didn’t get him all that far in Val Royeaux, but it did give him a private suite, suitably isolated from the chaos of the shared housing below. As Inquisitor Lavellan’s only child, Nadaia’s quarters were only slightly smaller than his own, and yet somehow he would find her in his chambers constantly, adamant that she had been cheated out of true luxury. The excuse to visit him never changed, and she always found a way to bring it up without fail. “All of this comfort, stolen! By some grouchy Fereldan prince, at that. Unbelievable.” She would say, paired with a wink that would keep him up at night.

There was a muffled thud as Nadaia threw her bag unceremoniously upon his desk, and even behind the thick bathroom door he could hear Moira’s faint meowing, desperate for the attention Duncan had been so cruelly denying her.

“I’ll be out in a moment,” he murmured, rubbing his temple. “I’m just in the bath.”

He took a deep, steadying breath, and attempting to lift himself out of the tub once more. His migraine flared, and he groaned, cringing at the sharp pain throbbing relentlessly against his skull. With a hiss, he sunk lower into the water and squeezed his eyes shut in frustration, willing himself to relax. It’s just a headache, and you’ve had far worse than this.

He jumped slightly at yet another knock, coming from the other side of the bathroom door this time. Each wrap against the wood rattled painfully around in his skull. He groaned again.

“Just - just give me a minute.”

She didn’t. The door opened before he could even think to compose himself, and there she stood, Moira already curled up in her arms and purring smugly. She looked disheveled as ever, her dark brown hair wild and loose from her braid - but even by dimly lit candlelight, Nadaia's beauty was stark and undeniable.

She squinted for a moment, taken aback by the sudden darkness of the room, before her eyes finally found him. For a moment, she seemed irritated, but as she regarded him - taking note of what he felt must have been a frail, pitiful sight - her features softened, and she instead offered a sympathetic smile. She was always quick when it came to noticing his good days - even quicker at noticing the bad ones.

“You need to stop leaving your door unlocked, Duncan,” she chastised gently, her voice carefully low, barely above a whisper. “You’re a Fereldan prince, and you are going to get robbed one day.”

As she watched him, Duncan fought the urge to bring his knees up, to hide himself from her sight. It was a childish fear, and yet it continued to plague him like a bad dream. Their relationship was still relatively new, with all the uncertainties one would expect from something like that, but she had seen him naked dozens of times, been naked with him dozens of times, and in much more . . . intimate situations than this. She had never once criticized him, nor shamed him, nor given him any reason to doubt that she wanted him, but the doubt was most definitely there. Try as he might, he could never understand how someone as special and lovely as Nadaia could ever be so foolish as to waste her time with someone like him.

But those were thoughts best saved for later, when he was alone in bed, reeling from nightmares and praying for just a few more minutes of restless slumber. Not now. He bit the inside of his cheek and crossed his arms over his stomach nervously.

“Anyone brave enough to go up against my cat is welcome to whatever they find,” he retorted with a weak laugh. He knew the humour was sorely lacking from his tone, but Nadaia didn't seem to mind.

“Ah, of course," she smirked. "What thief would dare cross Moira and her terrifying fury?”

As if on cue, the cat mewled pitifully, then scrambled free of Nadaia’s grip and jumped onto the washroom counter, curling up into a tight ball and promptly going to sleep. Nadaia rolled her eyes.

"I rest my case."

There was a space of unnerving silence as Nadaia continued to watch him studiously. Duncan's eyes flickered to the floor, his discomfort rising with each fluttering heartbeat. Finally, Nadaia broke the stalemate with a lighthearted sigh, closing off the distance between them as she came to kneel down next to the bathtub. Her hands, stained black with ink and various exotic alchemical ingredients - from an afternoon of wild experiments, no doubt - reached out to brush the wet hair from his face, pausing to trail the angles of his jawline with a feather-light touch that sent shivers up his spine. Her presence, her touch, almost made the pain in his head negligible.

Almost.

"Your professor told me you fainted today," she said quietly.

"An exaggeration." The shame was heavy and stinging in his chest. "I'm alright, I promise."

"You should have sent for me."

He shook his head, and immediately regretted moving at all. "You had your presentation today. You've been working so hard, I - I didn't want you to miss it."

"Oh, please," Nadaia waved her hand dismissively. "Fuck the presentation. It could have been rescheduled. Besides, I'm fairly certain I failed it anyway," she added with a grin.

Duncan scoffed, eyeing her with playful suspicion. "Daia. The day you fail at anything academic is the day I pack up and join the Qun."

Nadaia burst out laughing, bright and warm and - well, painful against his headache, but by the Maker, if it wasn't the best pain he'd had in a long time.

She reached into the water and splashed him, snickering again as he exclaimed in protest. "Well, I suppose you'd best get packing then, sunshine. It was quite awful."

Even in the darkness, her every detail still enchanted him. Some vague, distant part of himself knew he ought not to stare, but watching her, seeing the way her stormy eyes reflected the light, the way her tattoos flowed like rivulets down her arms, dark ink spilling over freckled skin - he could watch her, idle and still, for a century and never tire of it.

His gaze sank inappropriately lower, eyes trailing down the subtle plunge of her unbuttoned blouse, before she coughed bemusedly and he remembered himself, eyes snapping back to meet her own. He gave a flustered smile, hoping he hadn't been too obvious.

Nadaia's hands continued to roam as she spoke, settling in the space between his shoulder and his neck and tracing comforting circles against his collarbone.

"Next time, I don't want to hear about this from some stranger," she whispered.

"You . . . you're very dear to me, Duncan. You know you don't need to go through this all on your own, right?"

He sighed, and his hand moved to catch hers, intertwining his fingers with her own. "I appreciate the sentiment, truly, I do. But this," he gestured to himself pointedly with his other hand. "This is my problem. And it's constant. You'll find no respite with . . . with someone like me. If it isn't my head, then it's my lungs, or my bones, or my blood. What kind of person would I be if I expected you to put aside your life to chase after mine like I'm some child? I won't do that to you. I just won't."

Nadaia's eyes narrowed, but she said nothing.

He laughed. "See? I'm right and you know it."

"You're not, and I don't." A sheepish smile played at her lips. "I'll think of a reason why you're wrong, eventually. I always do."

He made the mistake of rolling his eyes, and the pressure in his head - easing and ebbing away merely moments beforehand - retaliated in full force, throbbing intensely enough to darken his vision momentarily. He doubled over with a muffled cry, his hands flying to his forehead in a futile attempt to dull the pain. He didn't know what was worse, the migraine itself, or the fact that he knew just how little there was little he could do about it himself, save waiting it out in misery.

Nadaia blanched, a single dark shadow of fear flickering across her face, and then a heartbeat later it was gone, and she was all business. With the gentle, firm movements of a well-versed healer, she pushed him back down against the backing of the tub, her right hand pressing firmly against his forehead and her brow furrowed in deep concentration. Her eyes were closed, but he could feel her fingers applying pressure against his head in strange, erratic rhythms. He tried to focus on the feeling of her touch, the odd pattern of her movement. He tried to focus on anything besides the white hot pain behind his eyes and the dull, bludgeoning throb in his temples.

"I can't believe you let it get this bad without coming to see me," she said after a moment. "You do this to torment me, huh, sunshine?"

"Oh, your tormented?" he said dryly, through gritted teeth. "How unfortunate for you."

"Okay, that's fair, actually. Now, hold still."

Her eyes were still closed and her tapping persisted without fail. The repetitive motions were beginning to numb his skin, although the feeling of her unusual magic working through him was still undeniably distinct. This wasn't the first time she had demonstrated her curious healing practices on him, but they never ceased to baffle and amaze. Growing up, healers, both mage and otherwise, were the one unshakable constant in his life, the one thing he thought he had a complete grasp on. Until Nadaia, he foolishly believed he had seen it all. But lying back now, feeling the strange, almost cognizant sparks of her magic crackling through his synapses - he had never experienced anything quite like it.

Minutes passed, and with it the pain. He realized after a time that the rough pulsing against his temples had been replaced by a gentle, tingling numbness, and the sharp stinging behind his brow had lessened substantially. Nadaia's ritual was slowing to a stop, and it was only now that he glanced down and realized that her other hand had been gripping his own this whole time. Perhaps a comfort for her as much as a comfort for himself. He gave it a gentle squeeze, and her eyes fluttered open, deep dark blue looking into light grey.

"Feeling any better?" She breathed, so casual and light, as if the miracle she had performed was akin to making him tea and sending him to bed to sleep it off. It was nothing to her, and everything and more to him. He loved her so much it terrified him.

"Nadaia . . . " He started. "You . . . you are -"

"Wonderful? Incredible? Spectacular?" She offered cheerfully.

Duncan laughed. "You took the words right out of my mouth."

Her fingers moved from his brow, tickling down the bridge on his nose playfully, before coming to trace around the lines of his lips.

"And what a handsome mouth that is."

He blushed at that, ducking his head swiftly to avoid her eye. Her smug chuckle indicated not only that she had seen the colour in his cheeks, but also that she had fully intended it. He felt her gaze resting upon him for a moment longer, before she finally yawned and stood up, stretching her legs and cracking her knuckles habitually.

"I'm serious, Duncan. The next time you go that long without asking for help, you're going to implode. And it would be an awfully big mess to clean up." She laughed.

He shook his head. "How touching. Although you're probably right." He paused, deliberating, before he finally accepted defeat. "Fine. You win. Next time, I'll ask for you. But only if it's bad!"

Daia rolled her eyes. "You're impossible."

"The worst." He agreed.

With a sigh he began once again to lift himself up from the bathtub, but Nadaia clicked her tongue, motioning him to sit back down. His brow furrowed and he obeyed, eyeing her scrupulously as he began to shrug out of her familiar blue overcoat.

"Who would I be to interrupt your bath?" She smirked at him as she bent to unlace her boots. "Besides, I did show up unannounced."

"Don't be silly, Daia," he said nervously. "I . . . this bathtub is far too small, and - and the waters getting cold -"

"Well, you'll just have to warm me up then, won't you?" Not even a second past before she all but jumped into the bath, still almost completely dressed. The resulting splash coated the entirety of his washroom floor, and Moira's disgruntled hiss suggested it had coated the entirety of his cat as well.

For a moment, she almost looked surprised at herself, as if she couldn't quite believe she'd actually done it. Her clothes were absolutely drenched and sticking to her form, and she began to laugh. Hard.

"Are you - what is wrong with you?" Duncan exclaimed, aghast. He couldn't quite keep the laughter out of his own voice, either.

"I thought it would be funny but - but now I"m just really . . . really wet. And Cold. I hate this," her laughter was bordering hysterics now as they worked to find a comfortable space together in the tub.

"You're so unbelievably strange, I hope you know that." Duncan said, laughing freely with her now. "You're not actually planning on staying in here like that, are you?"

"I'll be honest, I really didn't think too far ahead on this one."

"Truly? I'm shocked."

With her settled comfortably between his legs, her back resting against his chest, he worked to help her shrug out of her drenched shirt. She threw it carelessly on the floor, and it hit the stone with a wet, heavy slap.

"So . . . I also didn't bring a change of clothes. There's also that."

Duncan sighed, and pressed a soft kiss to her temple.

"You can borrow one of my shirts. Give it back this time, please?"

#mine: writing #oc: nadaia #oc: duncan #mine: all #okay to reblog !!!#i dont know WHAT to tag this #its da but also bitch Where #i just wanna thank the 3 mutuals who actually care about reading this ghuhgrtuihgtuihtg #im really really proud of this though and im so happy with how it turned out #idk writing has been so difficult for me for so long but im starting to gain back my confidence so !!!!! woo #and i LOVE these two so so much god writing this killed me 7 consecutive times

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