#angry man + angry cat=best combo

[allykakamatsu]

Twisted Wonderland DnD

Title says it all, basically here's what I think the NRC boys classes and species would be in Dnd

Notes:

This is me trying to adapt their powers not what they would pick, for example if I was going on what they'd pick Epel with be a goliath barbarian

Everyone's going to have a level cap of 15, with the exceptions of Leona, Malleus and Lilia cause they're noticeably older than everyone else so I felt fair giving them a few more levels due to more experienced.

I'm sticking to cannon species if I can, but I will be mixing it up in the cases where either A, there isn't a good substitute or B, I think it would be funny.

Just cause I like to I tried to give everyone a multi-class. Also this is being done with base 5e rules so none of the new 2024 stuff.

Obviously this is just for fun idc about being optimal here.

And with that House Keeping done, let's go!

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Riddle: Human, 3 Zealot Barbarian 12 Abjuration wizard

A caster with barbarian levels, well if there was ever a way to prove this was just for fun this would be it- Jokes aside the subclass doesn't matter too much here, I just had to squeak some barb levels in here cause of Riddle being a very angry boi plus him somehow having the strength to throw Floyd across the room during their orientation. The wizard levels are more straightforward, he's a smart boi and abjuration is where all the 'no magic allowed' spells are so yeah.

Ace: Human, 8 Arcane Trickster Rogue 7 Glamour Bards

Unlike everyone else sans Ortho, I didn't really have any unique magic stuff to use as a baseline for Ace, however one of his talents is sleight of hand tricks so I figured rogue would be a good fit, and Arcane Trickster with it's invisible mage hand in particular would be pretty fitting. As for bard, that one's mainly to show that he's a show off and Glamour is the one I always kinda see as the most flashy. Plus, look me in the eye and tell me Ace wouldn't be a Vicious Mockery spammer.

Deuce: Human, 5 Champion Fighter 10 Redemption Paladin

Probably one of the easiest ones for me to figure out tbh. Some flavour of fighter for his delinquent days and him getting into a lot of fights then (I went champion cause of crits but tbh any could work), and then redemption paladin cause he's trying his god damn hardest to be a good boi now, not much more to it.

Trey: Human, 8 Transmutation Wizard 7 Shepard Druid

And in contrast to Deuce being one of the easiest to figure out, Trey might just be tied for the hardest because I did not know where to begin here. Eventually I went transmutation wizard cause all of it's spells are about changing something which fits with his UM, and then Druid due to the nature and healing spells combo being a decent fit for his cooking and his big brother instincts. Again, this is the one I'm least sure on so if you have any other ideas please tell me.

Cater: Half Elf, 10 Lore Bard 5 Illusion Wizard

That moment when I have to justify the species more than the class-. Tldr, some writers, namely @ladyazurith , have sold me on the concept of half fae Cater so I wanted to throw that in, and since their isn't a half fairy race half elf will have to do. Meanwhile the class was really easy, Illusion wizard cause while there's no spell that quite replicates 'Split Card' their collection comes close, and lore bard cause Cater as a bard just feels right, though I'm open to thoughts on the subclass.

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Leona: Tabaxi, 5 Battle Master Fighter, 11 Storm Sorcerer

I love my lazy cat man, in general but also here cause he's easy to figure out. Any fighter subclass would've worked, I just went battle master cause some of the manoeuvres like tripping felt like things Leona would do in a fight, and the Sorcerer levels were mainly cause I wanted to get him disintegrate which was the closest spell I could find to King's Roar, I just went storm cause none of the other sorcerer origins seemed like the best fit

Ruggie: Tabaxi, 12 Thief Rogue 3 Enchantment Wizard:

Another simple enough one. Given his upbringing thief rogue just made way to much sense, and as for enchantment wizard well, that's the school of magic Hideous Laughter and it's stronger Tasha version belong to and that's such a good fit for 'Laugh for Me' it's not even funny.

Jack: Shifter, 10 Moon Druid 5 Cavalier Fighter

Thank you Savannahclaw for being simple- Jokes aside, Moon Druid is the class all about better wildshape, the ability that lets you turn into animals so it's perfect for 'Unleash the Beast', and again the subclass didn't matter too much for the fighter I just wanted it for more melee strength (+Jack wanting to copy Leona) and I went cavalier cause I thought it would be funny if he got the bonuses when he was the mount- Also went shifter cause there's no werewolf race and I had to improvise

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Azul: Simic Hybrid, 10 Fathomless Warlock 5 Whispers Bard

And in complete contrast to the last dorm the Octotrio were collectively a pain to figure out. Eventually I did settle on this though. There's no octopus race so I went Simic Hybrid purely because it can have all kinds of aquatic limbs including octopus tentacles so 'close enough' and Whispers is the spy bard so all the public charms plus a lot of sneakiness. As for warlock, look, I know realistically Azul would more likely be a patron than someone making a devil deal given how he is, but I couldn't resist plus nothing's stopping him from making deals of his own to take down his boss-

Jade: Triton, 10 Spores Druid 5 Whispers Bard

Before anyone makes the joke yes the twins being a species named Triton is ironic but again I didn't have the best options here. That aside, the class here was easy enough, the bard levels were mainly for fast friends and zone of truth which combined make a pretty good representation of 'Shock the Heart' and I went Whispers for the same reason as Azul. As for the druid levels well, Jade clearly loves nature given how he started the Mountain Lovers Club and all, wildshape is a good way for him to turn back into his true form, and well, Circle of Spores specifically is a creepy mushroom themed subclass which just fits way too well.

Floyd: Triton, 2 Land Druid 13 Hexblade Warlock

Despite how long this one took me to figure out this one's pretty simple. Druid for wildshape though unlike Jade Floyd isn't sticking around nearly as long, and Hexblade cause well, I wasn't actively writing down spell lists but I was keeping them in mind and out of all the classes that had the spells I wanted for him (shield and counterspell to try recreate 'Bind the Heart') warlock was the only one that gave any kind of melee game, plus idk Floyd does seem like the type to find a cursed sword and keep it as a pet. Also,I'm not going into abilities but he also absolutely gets the grappler feat cause boy has gotta squeeze.

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Kalim: High Elf, 12 Divine Soul Sorcerer 3 Creation Bard

After the fishies gave me a lot of trouble we're back to simple thank god. Kalim does scream sorcerer to me due to the 'being born with more magic without having to work as hard for it' thing (I mean this with love I love my sunshine boy) and I went with Divine Soul to kinda reference Kalim being one of only three students at NRC to use light magic plus given all the assassination attempts the various healing spells it comes with probably come in handy (also sorcerer's in general are good with con saves which is what you need to beat poison). The bard levels are pretty much just cause he likes performing and making people smile, subclass doesn't matter too much, and lastly high elves are like the typical high magic rich people race which I think is a good fit.

Jamil: Yuan-ti, 4 Assassin Rogue 11 Enchantment Wizard

Time for my babygirl everyone- My bias aside this one was fun and thankfully pretty simple. I went with Yuan-ti cause that's the snake race and I couldn't help myself (also it has advantage on poison saves so extra fitting), Assassin Rogue cause rogue is generally a good class for getting through social interactions, notably with deception which is fitting, plus I have a sinking feeling Jamil at least knows how to kill if not has already done so. And finally, enchantment wizard cause that's where all the mind control spells are, notably level 11 is when you get mass suggestion which is basically what Jamil did at the end of book 4.

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Vil: Human, 10 Alchemist Artificer 5 Glamour Bard

I know I could've been more creative with the species choice here but Vil was one of the first I worked on and I wasn't going full hog wild yet- That aside, this one was surprisingly simple, Vil is the best potion maker out of the dorm specifically dedicated to that so the subclass that's all about making potions was just way too fitting, and glamour bard because Vil is absolutely a bard and I tend to associate this one with being the most bright and showy which is a public image I think Vil would like.

Rook: Wood Elf, 12 Fey Wanderer Ranger 3 Eloquence Bard

A rare case where I knew the class right away but the subclasses were hard to nail down. I know hunter ranger seems like the obvious one but tbh I'm not crazy on it and the 2014 version especially is kinda boring so I looked at the others and I think Fey Wanderer fits Rook a bit better cause of his love of beauty and all Fey being pretty in their own weird little way, plus it's more light themed and since he's one of the light magic students I wanted to lean into that. Meanwhile I think the bard stuff he picked up from Vil and I went eloquence cause that one's all about the fancy words which Rook is full of. As for the species, I have no deeper reason other than Wood Elf feeling right admittedly-

Epel: Halfling, 3 Wild Magic Barbarian 12 Swords Bard

Sorry Epel, I love you but in my mind you're a tiny boy holding a comically large axe- As for why I didn't push that gag further, well that's mainly cause I wanted to replicate UM when I can, and for Epel the closest I could get with my level cap+multiclass rules was Wall of Force so he had to go caster, and since I realised the rest of Pomfiore were at least part bard I decided Epel can join in on the 'fun'. Though I did do him the mercy of picking College of Swords cause Vil can force this angry boi to play music and charm people but he's gonna do it in the most violent way possible-

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Idia: Fire Genasi, 10 Battlesmith Artificer 5 Shadow Sorcerer

This was easier than I was expecting ngl. Tldr, Fire Genasi was the closest I could get to... whatever is going on with his biology, Artificer is the resident builder class so it's a good fit and battlesmith in particular is all about making weapons which is kind of what Idia did with Ortho, and Shadow Sorcerer cause his weird blood basically mandated some sorcerer levels and shadow is all about death which fits Idia's deal pretty well.

Ortho: Warforged, 8 PSI Fighter 7 Shadow Sorcerer:

And in complete contrast to his brother, Ortho is probably tied with Trey for the character I had the hardest time with but hopefully this'll do. Warforged is the resident robot race so that was a shoe in, I just kinda assume Idia used some of his magic to create Ortho hence the sorcerer levels plus spells like magic missile is the closest I can get to his laser beams, and fighter cause it's the generically good combat class, again subclass is debatable. I tried but I have no idea what I was doing for this one tbh-

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Malleus: Fairy, 12 Draconic Sorcerer 5 Dreams Druid

Okay, I know Dragonborn is the obvious species here but man is literally the prince of the Fae and there's plenty of spells to transform into dragons so screw it Malleus is a fairy. Other than that it's pretty straight forward, Draconic Sorcerer cause no duh, and Dreams Druid cause A, Fae prince aka tied to nature and B, after book 7 I don't think I need to explain why Malleus having a sleep themes class is fitting.

Silver: Human, 13 Twilight Cleric 2 Dreams Druid

Okay, hear me out with the class here, namely cleric cause I don't think I have to explain Dreams Druid here either. Tldr, I wanted Silver to have plane shift cause that was the closest thing I could find to his UM. Unfortunately it's a high level spell so I can't properly fit in a martial class while keeping to my level limit. Fortunately cleric is one of the classes that has Plane Shift and it's good with melee weapons as well as armour, plus it's all about holy aka light magic so it's honestly kind of perfect. Also I went Twilight Domain cause Lilia found him at night and it's a nice way of showing how despite where he was from Silver true place is with the Fae rather than his birth family.

Lilia: Dhampir, 5 Eldritch Knight Fighter 15 Bladesinger Wizard

Okay I know I should've made Lilia a fairy along with Malleus but we all joke that Lilia's a vampire so when I remembered Dhampir was an option I couldn't resist. That aside everything else is fairly simple, a melee fighter with spell access in Eldritch Knight and a caster that prefers to fight at melee in Bladesinger, perfect for a former war general, and this way most of his actual spells can go to fun utility options, as well as more... questionable spells like ones to 'help' with his cooking.

Sebek: Lizardfolk, 10 Ancients Paladin 5 Storm Sorcerer

Again, there isn't a half fairy option so I had to get creative, but instead of just going half elf again I decided to do a silly and lean into the crocodile jokes. As for the classes, Storm Sorcery was mainly for the lightning spell access, and paladin was just too good of a fit for Sebek. I was tempted to go Crown due to his loyalty to Malleus but I decided on Ancients due to his pride in his Fae side but this one is pretty debatable. Though a bonus for paladins in general is Aura of Protection which provides allies advantage against fear.... the situation was more despair instead of fear but it still works pretty well for a certain moment in book 7

If you made it this far, thank you for indulging my bullshit

[flaringfoxsoul03]

Hi! I hope you’re having a good day. Could I please get a TWST/ Obey Me matchup, either one. My name’s Hope and I’m bi with a preference for men. I’m pretty much an open book and I’m very affectionate. I always want to be there for my friends and to be the best person I can be. I also am a tad sarcastic and very much loyal to my friends and anything I get attached to. Though I’m pretty chatty and clingy. I have a habit of adopting introverts in that I’ll keep going up to them until I slowly introduce them to my friend group and they start hanging out with us. I love books and all kinds of stories and writing and reading are big hobbies of mine. Other than those, doing funky makeup and going to the cinema, my interests tend to vary based on my current hyperfixation (I’m autistic) so they’re pretty much all over the place. I do consistently love music though and I will go on a ten minute tangent if anyone disrespects the songwriting ability of Taylor Swift. The main thing that can annoy me about people is when they disrespect others. Like I can befriend pretty much anyone who treats people with respect and kindness. I also hate loud noises so I don’t like people who scream a lot or who would yell at me when they’re angry. Finally my ideal first date is either cinema and a walk/drink after (because I love the cinema and sharing that experience with someone) or going to a bookstore with someone. I go for the rule of pacifism till provoked but if someone does provoke me or disrespects my values I have the option of going absolutely nuclear. I’m an INFP but like I literally got 51% introverted and 49% extroverted so it’s a pretty close call. I like all kinds of stories especially in book or movie form (cinemas and libraries are elite). I also like cats, hamsters, various other small creatures (not insects though they freak me out). And I collect a bunch of different things, I’m kind of a hoarder with most things cause otherwise I get panicked that I’ll run out. So like I have food and stuff stashed in secret spots throughout my room. I hate anyone who doesn’t treat others with respect, loud noises and mornings. As for looks, I’ve got brown hair and hazel eyes. I’m fairly curvy, mainly with chest and thighs but I’m also built pretty stockily which I can be a bit insecure about. And also I have a pet cat who I would sacrifice many many people for. Thankfully she only wants dreamies and head scratches. Thank you so much!PS - I give you this photo of my cat as an offering.

YOU HAVE SUMMONED ME TO FULL CAPACITY WITH THIS OFFERING! I SHALL GRANT THEE WITH 2 FOR 1 DEAL AND GIVE YOU BOTH TWIST AND OBEY ME MATCHUPS! You have greatly pleased me.

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I match you with… (Twist Edition)

Cater Diamond!

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I know you said you draw in introverts, but you’ve had to know that you had an extrovert coming in HARD for you when you are more of an outgoing ambivert (combo of extrovert and introvert, the in between of those two) but still leaning towards the quiet side that this crazy social man should try once in awhile. But get hyped, this is the man who gives you all that energy when you’re just too unsure of yourself. But that’s not to say he doesn’t know when to pull the two of you away from the party

When you first met, you’ve gotta admit; you thought Cater was kind of a jerk. Granted he was still trying to follow the ridiculous rules Riddle has insisted to keep in place. But he still took advantage of you and completely walked all over you and the boys (ADeuce and Grim)! How could you not be upset for him just using you? He has some work cut out for him. Luckily, he makes do when Riddle Overblots and he helps you come to and gets outed for not liking sweets at the replacement Merry Unbirthday Party when Riddle accidentally takes Trey’s “advice” too seriously with the oyster sauce and Cater ends up liking the tart so much that Trey outs him in front of the group. Now you have ammo, go and mess with him to your heart’s content! I promise you guys will fall for each other after this threshold has passed

100% enjoys your loyalty to him. Cater never had to worry about putting up a front with only you around, you tore down those walls a long time ago. With all the cuddles and chats you guys constantly have, he’s never bored and almost has so many ideas to show his Magicam followers. He also inadvertently becomes the person the introverts you adopt can get away with the things his partner said they couldn’t do with all the introverts. Not that he minds until he realizes you often have already been asked and said no, so he’s getting on your introverts or he’s coming up with a good explanation that won’t earn him your fury while he’s explaining why your introverts are in the mess they’re in before you

Really loves that you’re so into makeup! And coming up with those crazy designs just fascinates him and his followers! So much so, since you still don’t have Magicam (at this point in the story), Vil finally starts following him. He is in (happy) tears, please get him to stop or stop him from doing anything rash before Vil regrets his decisions (this is because Vil sucks at communicating how he feels so this is how he keeps up with your makeup and you, sorry Cater)

I’m sorry, but since you can go nuclear in seconds, Cater has mastered his signature spell to come out in a matter of seconds faster than he usually does to keep you back. Trust me, he does not want to explain or stop anything stupid things for or to Riddle about why his S/O is fighting with the Head Master again to the point that his Dorm Leader is literally plotting the fall of Crowley and trying to incorporate the others. Save your mans and stop falling for Leona’s taunts with Ruggie

Your hyper fixations are his inspiration for when he’s lost that spark. Just asking you anything related to your favorite expertise gets those creative flows going hard again! Doesn’t know a Taylor Swift, but do you know Vil’s personal long time rival, Neige LeBlanche, has made at least 3 albums? More than Vil has at the moment, though Cater is certain that will change if Vil even gets a whiff of that news. Not important, let’s listen to Neige’s tracks and see if it’s as similar to this Taylor Swift! You can obviously see that Vil is very much Cater’s hyper fixation when it comes to his favorite subjects, so you’re not the only one in the relationship! Though, do occasionally offer apologies to Vil when you see him, he may not act like he needs them, but they really do help his self esteem and inner child

Is in love with this first date idea of yours, though he heard it through the first years when they started talking about relationships and how would they plan out first dates. Definitely was not spying on you guys with a clone, not at all! The clone just happens to be running an errand and is passing by, that’s all! And it’s still lowkey and not too over the top like he heard an idiot share (No Ace, you cannot and should never try to do intense parkour for the first time with a partner! Especially unsupervised!). Expect a lot, and I mean, a lot of pics and photogenic photos afterwards, he just can’t this idea out of his head and has to save it somewhere and show the world how lucky he’s yours~

Gets that sometimes, it’s better to not go to the party at all and stay home to recuperate. It’s one of the many things Cater learns early on in his relationship with you. You don’t like to go out every weekend, much much less every night doing something. He begins to appreciate spending more time with you and now has dedicated at least 3 times a week he spends his nights with you. Not that he’d tell you outright of course, but he’s not necessarily stopping you from finding out. What’s the worse that can come from that? He doesn’t always have to go to Kalim’s numerous parties, Cater can just easily convince him to throw another one on a day he can convince to come with him then, more willing than other times. Please be available to stop Jamil not secretly plan the murder of your S/O though, Jamil can only take so much bullshit from other extroverts and once

Loves your body type. Literally doesn’t care if you don’t like it, he’s gonna help you love it! Since Cater had to be conditioned to love everything “cute” thanks to his two older sisters, he enjoys things that aren’t too cute by his sisters standards, despite the word cute being burned into his brain. You unfortunately would not be able to get along with his sisters by yourself at first (damn them and their societal norms), but he doesn’t let that last long. You’re both each other’s hype. You can be the push he needs to finally set stricter boundaries with his sisters instead of letting them walk all over his S/O. This can be a win-win, but do expect a lot of angst if you ever do end up meeting his family, his father will be completely out of the loop during this unless his sisters Overblot, so don’t fret about getting the adults involved. Just try to solve it, so use words before magical solutions are needed

Cater doesn’t really have a huge opinion on cats or pets in general, his family moved too often to keep a family pet. But that isn’t to say he wouldn’t take care of your sweet feline! He already helps out a lot in Firelit Sky to help you keep Grim in control, what’s another cat gonna do? Give him allergies? On second thought, he’s not gonna jinx it. But he will definitely love your cat and wish to stay with you during holiday breaks!

You make he feel heard and appreciated for him and himself alone. He doesn’t have to be something for someone else, not a duplicate or the comedic relief, him. Cater is always brought to tears when he thinks of you and all that you do for him. He strives to be your person too, every little thing that bugs you (and honestly should because we’re talking about pretty much all of the higher ups of the social latter of Night Raven College), to little feuds to finally breaking down from all the ridiculous stress placed on you. You’re more than guaranteed to have things done with chatty Cater

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I match you with… (Obey Me Edition)

Leviathan!

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This is the introvert you adopt and Cater has to share. Am I mixing fandoms? Yes. Should there be a AU where Twisted Wonderland and Obey Me exist in the same universe? Yes. Do I want it where the Night Raven students go to RAD and possibly vice versa? Also yes. Do I care about the mixing? Not in the slightest, but I’m giving this shy otaku lover to you! I also inadvertently have given you a very easily jealous lover, so Cater better watch out and not make the Admiral of Hell’s (or the Devildom, you guys pick mostly because I can’t remember which one is canon descriptions) Navy and Avatar of Envy upset! Though, I’m sure you can run damage control, right?

Meeting Levi was, well, either painful or downright confusing as hell. He’s basically turned you into a pawn for his own gain, all because Mammon basically screwed both you and him over. But sure enough, he shows enough of his real self to you that you’re hooked. And you’re determined to keep this introvert of an otaku in your life! He’s eventually hooked after the TSL tournament, and he’s certainly all curious about you now

You’ll have to reassure him a few times, especially when his sin is peaking aggressively, but he also really appreciates your loyalty to him. Did you pick him over his brothers Mammon and Asmodeus going out to the club to play video games with him? You may have accidentally sent him back to heaven! Did you ask him to help you with dinner instead of Lucifer and Satan who were arguing which one of them would be cooking tonight with you? Faints for a second before praising you with promises of hard work like he didn’t even lose consciousness in front of you within the last five seconds. Did you seriously pull on his hand to the arcade games while Beel and Belphie were debating which store in the mall would be best to start first? He’s letting you win that multiplayer game for a bit as he’s recovering, you do so much for him it makes his envy and love for you soar!

Loves the crazy makeup designs you come up with! You can already expect him begging you to do anime themed ones in your style to see how it compares to how he does it. He actually learns some techniques he’d never think of trying, let alone doing! Levi quickly praises you for the art of makeup and begs to become your pupil. You guys occasionally can drag Asmo and Mammon into the mix, Mammon being Asmo’s dummy (Mammon no matter what is always whipped for you my dear, platonic or romantic, he’s so whipped). It can either go one or two ways: you guys are actually trying out designs, styles, and techniques, or you guys are competing on who has the better whatever the issue of whatever argument they were making. It doesn’t matter, it’s always either chaotic as usually is or it’s a calm moment. No in between on this

Your nuclear phase can also go one or two ways with Levi: one, he’s holding you back and begging for mercy or apologizing hastily to avoid punishment from Lucifer, or two, he’s joining in. There is no in between, other than it really depends on how his sin, envy, decides to act in that moment you go blowing shit up

One of the many things you duo end up doing together; hyper fixations. You both get hooked on this anime or video game? The other brothers and rest of the world can say goodbye and can expect you two to not emerge from Levi’s bedroom for the next 1-2 business weeks. He doesn’t like Taylor Swift at first because he’s convinced it’s just a normie’s songwriter and singer, but after you get him listening to at least three songs, he’s now a Swifty. Congratulations my darling

Really loves your first ideal idea for a date. He’s a hardcore introvert suffering from lots of anxiety and low self esteem just to mama a couple, but you preferring to stay in over going out is his favorite. He would be most excited for this date if you managed to get it to be an anime movie release and a cafe premiere vips. Or maybe he would do this? I’m not sure, but he would be more reluctant to go to a “normie” movie. However, there’s a 50/50 chance he hyper fixates on it and it’s fandom with you if he somehow go hooked on it for a little while

Did I say prefers it if you stay in? I lied, he LOVES it when you guys don’t go out for a date. More or less hopes you’re an introvert than letting your extrovert out. That means he can keep you in his room doing anything from games or watching anime. Or whatever your hyper fixation is and if he can inadvertently prank the household without getting in trouble. I’m like behind this headcanon that Levi often pranks his brothers, but he does it so gracefully, he’s not at fault for any rule breaking because it dances so close yet never crossed the threshold of breaking or finding loopholes and it’s all because this poor sea demon just wants to connect with his brothers

I don’t think I can repeat this enough; if you don’t like your body, Levi, no matter what, is gonna compare you to anime characters that are similar to you. Even to the point where they’re uncannily resembling of you. He doesn’t and could never find you unattractive, which is why he’s more confused about you hating your body (minus the envy) to the point where he asks Asmo to help him figure out what was wrong (because fuck Solomon he’s too shady for this Avatar of Envy in the midst of having a breakdown on how to comfort his partner). Eventually he gets a process down where he feels just as confident as Ruri-Chan in her new adventure, with some help from Asmo and secretly Solomon because the man can not handle not helping you from the brothers

According to a Q&A WAY way WAY back when they were advertising Obey Me, there was a question asking who liked cats and dogs and Levi was on the dogs list. So safe to say your cat isn’t earning brownie points already. Fortunately, if your cat is just looking for a safe quiet place to nap, Levi sure doesn’t mind. It might grow a little on him, but it really depends on what your cat does while they’re with him

All in all, Levi is your safety in grounding in the chaotic world you live in. He can sure join in on the chaos, but more often than not he’s quietly on the sidelines watching the ridiculousness unfold while listening to a podcast about a game or an anime, take your pick. But for you? Levi in a heartbeat would be your grounding buddy when it’s all too much. Best part is he can enjoy the solitude with you and get better at being outside of his comfort zone little by little. You’re that quiet couple who just would rather quietly hang out than join parties, though the occasional laser tag games with the exchange group doesn’t hurt

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And the FOUR follow ups are:

Kalim Al-Asim,

Lilia Vanrouge,

Simeon,

And finally,

Barbatos

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THAT TOOK SO LONG!But I’m so happy I took that time to properly finish this! I hope this is worth the wait! Duel matchups are so hard!

That’s all folks!

~Fox

[thelastbraincellofthehive]

Volume 2 Is done! Man this Is the one with my second favorite opening <3 It's just so epic it pumps my blood!

Anyways, thoughts with no order whatsoever!

Emmerald is another of those characters I love to see the progression of. We must protect. Emmerald baby you're insuferable and you deserve the world<3

Burning the candle is the moment <3 that was when we knew. It was also the moment Yang was cemented as my fave and she never stopped being it, props to Barbara for that classroom scene, it holds a special place in my heart.

As a side note, I can't think about Burning the Candle without remembering Explosivesky's Hollywood AU <3 that fanfic is on another level. Even during my angry-about-Penny era, I would read it from time to time because it's that awesome fg

Glynda and Ironwood's talk is one of my favorite scenes in the volume. Honestly, I miss Glynda, Glynda is a badass.

Cardin bullying Velvet makes so little sense after meeting CFVY lmao! Like, you expect me to believe Coco, Yatsuhashi and Fox didn't beat those idiots to a pulp just for existing around her?! How?! How are they alive?!!!

Also while we're on the CFVY note... Coco please step on me, please.

I will keep believing that Summer, Taiyang and Raven were in a poly relationship for the rest of my life, that's just how my brain works. Don't try to change it.

While on the STRQ note... Raven is a bitch but she can also step on me anytime she wants, thank you.

Seriously Penny being a robot being a 'secret' will never not be funny lol!

"I don't really know how to... Girls" Jaune, honey, so true 🙌 me neither honestly.

Neo <3 God how I've missed you you tiny tricolor sociopath! Honestly, she and Roman will be one of my OTPs forever

Also do you guys know Chuuya Nakahara from BSD? Look at him and tell me he is not Roman and Neo's child. Seriously.

Speaking of OTPs, you know what my NOTP for Weiss has always been? Neptune... Like, I'm not part of the 'Weiss is a lesbian' train...but god why is that ship so boring? So glad that never went anywhere

Also I am on the 'Neptune is gay train'... Like... It just makes so much more sense...

The JNPR dance™ Iconic, perfect, just one of the many reasons I was hoping for another Dance/Ball down the line in the story.

Speaking of Iconic: The. Food. Fight. Just that. What a way to start the season.

Watching this volume really makes me miss Pyrrha... Not just her as a character which I do miss she is awesome in every sense BUT HER FIGHTING STYLE!!! God fights with her were always such a treat to the eye!!

James Ironwood, I had so much hope for you, but I get why your story progressed the way it did. The signs were everywhere now that I look into it.

Ozpin's 'I hope they never have to (win a war)' and 'right now they're only children, it's not a role they will have forever' hurt so fucking much...

Jaune has listened to Weiss singing. I feel the unexplicable need to know in which context this happened. Does Weiss sing while studying? Did they had some kind of recital? Did they go karaoke-ing on a missing scene? Is Weiss secretly a popstar who's writting songs about her partners and travels and Jaune owns one of her albums??? Yes I'm still into that dumb headcanon lol.

Jaune wearing a dress:

I hope more boys wore dresses, boys in dresses are awesome.

ZWEI!!!! Also cat blake lmao

Roman and Cinder scenes were always a treat to watch, look at my two dumb villains who share one single braincell with Neo and she has it 99% of the time. I really had such a great time with villains in the early seasons. Also, once v3 happened Neo took the cell hostage and Cinder hasn't seen it ever since. makes sense.

Yang's dance dress missing it's pattern is another thing that will never not be funny to me lol poor girl was stuck dressed as an extra!

The Oobleck Zwei combo fight is one of the best things ever lol always one of my favorite parts when watching reactors lol.

Team CFVY, my beloved<3 I hope we get to see more of them in the Vaccuo arc. Bring us the return of Caffeine!!!!!

Weiss' Ice flower to shield the team from the train crash is still one of my favorite moments of her. Weiss excels at the support mage role in her team, and it always delights me seeing her taking care of her team <3 they're the family my girl needed.

I've seen so many critic viewers complain about thr girls leaving Yang fighting Neo because it was clearly a bad match (which doesn't make sense because it literally was the first time we saw her fighting????) But honestly, it wouldn't had made sense any other way. Yang had some kind of personal vendetta against Neo at this point, just like Blake had against Roman. I get the logic conclusions, but characters in the heat of the moment don't usually get to logic conclusions before acting. They are friends, they trust eachother, they had no reason to fight any other way.

I gotta give a shout out to the v2 soundtrack. I love every soundtrack of this series, but v2 is supperb in every sense. Sacrifice is still on my Top3 songs in general (War and Smile being the other 2 and Miracle barely behind). Boop? Amazing, unparalled, that's how you take a beloved character and ship and give them an anthem. Dream come true is just lovely, Jaune, I wished you had seen it sooner... Caffeine? I listened to that song non-stop for a month after I first saw the finale, and it's still that awesome~ All our days holds a very special place in my heart because I used to sing it to my niece to sleep when she was a baby, and it's just the perfect Yang to Ruby song yes I know it's Jeff to Casey and Taiyang to the girls, but it will always be Yang to Ruby for me.

Raven is such an interesting character to me. It's said personality influences semblances or the other way around, and hers is a way to check on her family no matter how far away she is... We're missing so much about her story.

Anyways, that's all for today! Join us next time to take a trip for PTSDland with V3! Damn that Volume seriously traumatized the whole FNDM, and keeps doing it lol

[wombywoo]

Nick & Maggie for @patiently-burning ~ from the fic Blind Man’s Bluff 😽

[rarepears]

Combining arranged marriage au with cat au, we'll have Monarch of Destruction coming to earth to marry a cat

Don't get me wrong, I'm super happy to see how much y'all enjoy the Arranged Marriage AU, but you are killing me with these combos.

The Monarch of Destruction shall learn that cats can and will take over the word. Jinwoo will put the fear of God cats into him.

Even worse, the public doesn't know or see anything wrong about Korea's 10th S rank hunter getting married. Only those in the know - ahem, certain senior reporters, KHA, Jinah, the Sung parents - know just how fucking wild this all is.

Man, these people try for Antares' sake to find a loophole in this arranged marriage contract, but it's been signed and sealed with mana and humankind doesn't have any experience with mana contracts just yet.

So they do the next best thing and start arguing how this arranged marriage should be carried out.

For KHA, they are gungho about arguing that the cat is the bride (lmao) and thus Antares would be need to pay a bride price - ahem, some very very good mana crystals and weapons.

If Antares thought Ashborn was scary in personality, he's even more fearful about barbed cat dicks.

-

Jinah: Why are you all acting like this is some medieval marriage roleplay. Nothing in this contract says about consummation, so please. Just shut up about all this cat fucking or fucking cats!

(Jinah's temper is even hotter than usual since she's sick and tired of seeing social media and magazines gossip about her "older brother's" upcoming nuptial like it involves two guys, not a dragon and a cat. Plus watching a bunch of old geezers try to talk about dicks to get Antares to concede more mana goodies to Korea is a bit... gross.)

-

Okay, that's enough of that particular train of thought.

Wait, no. Something else just popped up.

Antares' back WILL get all scratched up and his body covered in bitemarks - it's just not because of sexy fun time in bed. Rather, Jinwoo the cat is pissed that his 4AM breakfast still has yet to be prepared by his new slave and is very vocal about showing his displeasure to the new person who has yet to earn his favor.

Jinwoo is also Not Happy that this red-hair person just moved into his humans' apartment and is taking it out on Antares.

If you thought cats were scary, try having the angry cat attempt to use Beru to verbalize his thoughts in human language except Beru talks in a weird mix of meme language and historical k-drama lines thanks to Jinah's bad influence. That is to say, there's a lot of dramatic death threats, overdone use of the royal "we" (or the korean equivalent), and more death threats.

And there's nowhere for Antares to escape since Jinwoo the cat can teleport (or shadow walk? I forgot the term) and spy on Antares via any shadow nearby.

Man, being a cat only amplifies Jinwoo's canon asshole-ness.

[altocat]

Gooooood afternoon!!! Happy Friday eve!!!! I’ve gotta super random question that I know you’d be able to answer brilliantly- xD

Why do you think, if Sephiroth is the big bag wolf of FF7, that he’s so utterly… gorgeous? xD Do you think there’s some intentional juxtaposition going on, where someone so dangerous and imposing could be seen as beautiful on the outside? Do you think it was just to appeal to lonely fangirls (*cough* NOT me), or do you think it’s maybe supposed to represent how his beauty is, in a sense, unearthly and celestial? Like my god this guy’s got the blood of a tentacled alien but he sure got the best parts of it! xD

Another neat thing to note is that in Crisis Core, I feel like Seph’s appearance isn’t at focused upon, and If anything he looks a lot more weak and scrawny compared to AC/the Remake (2008 vs 2020 graphics aside ofc!). Maybe they don’t accentuate his looks as much because he’s still human then? Just another fragile heart with better than average looking hair? (Alright I need to back off, this is getting weird xD)

(Ty Lucrecia and prolly Vincent!!!)

Happy Thursday!

I think it's a multitude of different factors!

-Square typically featuring absurdly pretty male characters.

-Emphasizing the whole "angel" thing by making him seem borderline otherworldly in his appearance. But still using his scary cat eyes as a reminder of him very much being "monstrous" under the surface.

-A sharp contrast to Cloud's spikier, small and brash appearance by having someone with longer hair, different colors, and overall just a big man-tank soldier physique.

-A more overall masculine representation of Jenova's image and thus, a heavy resemblance to her while also keeping a unique design.

-The most out there theory: FF7 in particular seems heavily inspired by Kentaro Miura's Berserk series (of which I've been a lifelong fan). Sephiroth himself very strongly resembles the series' main antagonist Griffith, another white-haired villain with a thin sword who fights an angry hero with a huge monster blade. It's very possible that it's a homage.

So all in all, I think it's a combo of all of these! 😊

I think his thinner, sleeker design in CC is specifically to illustrate a younger, more stressed out and human Seph. Even his pupils are noticably rounder and his hair has less volume. Could just be the graphics, but I'd like to think becoming more of a supernatural entity alongside Jenova accentuated some of what was already there and put it on steroids.

[eeemarvel]

Physical Traits Character Ask for Phichit and Yuuri, numbers 13, 20 and 22 please (I know they aren't OCs sorry!)😊

They might as well be OCs at this point so no worries. Sometimes I see screencaps of them and I'm like "oh my god, what have i done to my precious bois!!!"

Anyways. Yes.

13. how do they carry themselves when they’re upset?

For Yuuri, there's levels to this. I think he's trained himself quite a bit to school his emotions and expression and keep things bottled up. He developed this sort of "autopilot" habit back when he first did that bullet extraction as a kid, if you remember. I'd say he's rather robotic and cool when he's feeling stressed or upset. When the stress and negative emotions get to be too much, there is no "carrying himself". He falls apart completely like we've seen in the most recent chapters. He usually tries his best to fall apart in private, never in front of an enemy.

Phichit is interesting... I think it would be helpful to define upset.

I think it's really hard to "upset" Phichit. In one of the most recent chapters, he was being choked out and still managed to tease the person doing it. I think it is possible to get him angry, of course, but we're simply not there yet in this fic. I think the closest he got to being angry was when the doctor was talking about how human life is inconsequential. Phichit becomes tight lipped, short and flippant. The responses he does give are hot-headed. (I'm trying not to potentially give spoilers).

When it comes to the sad version of "upset" I think he instinctively pushes through it, just not the way Yuuri does. Yuuri becomes a robot. Phichit will smile and laugh through tears. We're approaching spoilery territory, so I'll leave it there.

20. formal wear

For Yuuri, it depends because he's just bad at picking out his own clothes sometimes... but somehow, he's good at assuming an identity that is necessary for an assignment. Like, if he needed to blend into a ballroom setting to target someone, he'd pick a simple and elegant tux, no problem. But if he's personally invited to a BEAUTIFUL MAN'S BIRTHDAY PARTY he get's a wee bit confused??? I think he goes "Hmmm... what does Yuuri wear to a formal event? A sweater is nice, I guess? Yuuri likes to be warm..." So I guess his formal wear depends on whether or not someone saves him from himself. Slacks, a button down shirt, and nice shoes are the standard but anything outside of that gets a wittle funky if he's left to his own devices. Just bad tie choices. Ill-fitting jackets. Over large sweaters. That. He's just over thinking it when it comes to formal wear.

Phichit on the other hand always understands the assignment. He understands it well enough that, if he's going out with Yuuri, he'll make sure his buddy looks hot too. He usually goes for a nice, embroidered jacket because his style is very festive, fancy, and cheerful. He'll rotate between the traditional slacks/jacket combo and a combination that's a little less traditional like shorts or even a skirt depending on the occassion?? <333 Of course, his makeup game will be on point, from contour to cat-eyes. He likes to wear a pair of shades too because he likes to make a dramatic entrance.

22. hot weather outfit

I really like the official art of Yuuri in casual clothes so I think my Yuuri's hot weather outfit is similar to their style: cute and comfy. Jeans or shorts, a t-shirt. Very simple and safe but adorable on Mr. Katsuki nonetheless.

I also like Phichit's official art backwards caps and big jackets. I think in hot weather, he's got similar style to Yuuri plus a cap, but he tends to be a bit more adventurous. More shorts, more crop tops, more leggings and extra long tees.

[boop-le-snoot]

skin starving

tony stark x f!reader fluff. no warnings, just a few f-bombs. touch starved tony’s third person pov. words: 2,5k. no beta because i just really needed to get this off my chest.

recommended music to go with the story: two feet - 'love is a bitch' & 'quick musical doodles'. Or any lo-fi hip-hop radio really.

It started as an itch. At first, a small but bothersome thing, that kept him up at night, steering the already unreasonable hours of wakefulness into dangerous territory. The cold of his bed was unappealing and more often than not, he’d started passing out on the flat surfaces nearest to him: workshop, lab, common room couch, the lazy boy in Bruce’s apartment.

The team noticed, of course, they weren’t blind. They all had been on edge the first few months after Pepper left him. They expected him to act out, lock himself up in his lab or go back to his old habits of boozing and bringing home a different girl every night. And he had tried that, once or twice, but airheaded twenty-somethings weren’t appealing anymore. Most of the time their ass kissing and blatantly flattery annoyed him further into self-loathing abyss. He simply couldn’t step up to be the kind of man they described him to be - it seemed as if every woman on planet Earth had a whole list of expectations he specifically could not meet.

With Thor off planet, not one remaining person on the team was particularly touchy-feely. And that was the thing with Tony Stark: as an engineer, as a mechanic, he made his way through the world hands-first, every approach he had was hands-on. During late nights and early mornings, he laid in bed, sleepless and dreamless, desperately refusing to admit his own touch starvation.

Whenever Rogers threw an arm around his shoulders during a particularly successful team bonding activity, it took every ounce of willpower Tony had to not lean into it and purr like a cat. He hadn’t truly forgiven Steve for his cold, cruel words of criticism shortly after Pepper’s departing. He wasn’t going to chummy up to a man who thought him selfish, opportunistic and self-absorbed.

Tony became irritable and withdrawn. He simultaneously craved and avoided even the casual, friendlier attention his teammates gave him on a daily basis. His usual snark became that much more biting, having caused several people to storm out of team meetings.

On a cold autumn morning, Tony had found his way at the tower’s Starbucks on the employee floor. He had squeezed a generous five hours of restless sleep and he was sick of the plain black coffee in his kitchen. A spontaneous desire for something sweet and creamy and caffeinated led him to the place in line at the cafeteria, only a few early birds ahead of him.

Tony’s brain was hazy as it had been past few weeks, dull from the lack of rest and the hyperfixation of his own skin feeling alien to him. For once, he wasn’t typing away on his StarkPhone as he usually did to avoid being bothered; Tony stared straight ahead, unseeing, nothing but white noise in his usually racing brain.

Two women stood in front of him and he couldn’t help but overhear a part of their conversation.

“… Are you really horny or just lonely or touch-starved, though? I mean, Tinder? It’s not really your style.”

“Eh, I dunno. Probably the second but it’s not like men go on Tinder to find a cuddle buddy.”

“Well, maybe? I’ve heard about arrangements like that.”

“No offense, babe, but it’s probably kids in their early twenties. Those gen-z’s, babe, are weird. I’m not really up to date on all of that.”

The topic of the conversation was what piqued Tony’s interest; the world liked rubbing salt into his wounds and hysterically laugh at his misfortune. Bleary-eyed, he briefly scanned the two women: both appeared to be interns or junior techs in his company, evident by the purple employee badges hanging from their bags.

“So what are you going to do?” One woman asked the other as their turn to order took Tony one step closer to obtaining his desired caffeine.

“Unless someone normal magically appears with an offer of no-strings-attached, good ole’ snuggle fest, I guess I’m getting dicked down on Saturday,” The other replied with a teasing tone. The lack of excitement in the last part of the sentence was obvious.

“Gross,” The first one shook her head and hurriedly rattled off her order to the barista who looked about as disgruntled as Tony felt.

Hours and three coffees later, Tony’s overactive brain was still stuck on that woman from the cafeteria. Her back, her purse stuffed full of colorful manila folders, her neatly gathered hair - Tony Stark had nearly perfect memory and he remembered every single detail despite his brain fog. Objectively, she was attractive, no more no less than a different dozen of women he’d seen at any point in his life before. So why was he hung up on her?

It didn’t take him a long time to find her file, faster than he’d liked to admit. Manually sorting through hundreds of interns, lab technicians and various second-tier employees wasn’t exactly considered productive but with Pepper and her nagging out of the picture, Tony could afford to slack off a little bit.

So he found her name and her e-mail address, skimmed over her performance report with satisfaction, finding her to be a busy bee in the 90-th percentile. Her superiors considered her trustworthy, hard-working and communicative, all good traits.

Pepper’s absence meant he’d have no one to cover his ass should he get slapped with a harassment suit; however, he was the Tony Stark after all. He had more money that he’d cared to count and an army of lawyers at his disposal 24/7.

Amidst the jumbled mess of wires, circuit boards, tablets, empty coffee cups and the occasional piece of paper, Tony typed up an e-mail to the woman sharing his… Condition.

“I heard you and your friend talking at Starbucks. I could use a cuddle buddy. Wine and Netflix at my place? What’s your takeout preference?”

No. That came off way too creepy, like he was some kind of a dirty eavesdropper.

He contemplated some more, typing up and erasing multiple e-mails with various proposals: his penthouse, her place, a three Michelin star restaurant, a walk in the park. Almost all of it screamed ‘date’, like he’d drag her off to bed the very moment an opportunity wouldn’t present itself. It wasn’t so: Tony Stark, the playboy genius, had his dick firmly tucked into his pants. The thought of fucking her crossed his mind only briefly, quickly being chased away by the thought of her fingers running through his hair. Her warm, soft body in his arms. Just laying on his couch, eyes closed, reveling in each other’s arms.

Tony hit send on the least obnoxious option. He baited his breath, clicking his fingers in anticipation as the message showed itself to having been delivered.

“Mary, is this you trying to be funny? Stark is going to fire you if he finds out you’re impersonating him to stop your friend from going on a questionable date. Grow up.” Came the very prompt reply, ending with a short string of angry emojis. Tony could totally trust a person who used emojis unironically and generously.

“For the record, I wouldn’t be mad if somebody pretended to be me for the sake of saving their cute friend from a creep. The problem would be making it look credible.” Tony typed up the answer without thinking, quickly snapping a picture of himself holding the Starbucks cup with his name written on it, throwing his usual sloppy peace sign. He attached it to the email and hit send.

“WTF” Came the reply not a minute afterwards. He let it sink in, giving the woman some time to gather her wits. She did not disappoint. “Okay, even if we pretend this is real - which I doubt - what’s in it for you? If you heard our conversation, you surely know my stance on the matter.”

“I’m always glad to prove you wrong. I’m a genius - comes with the territory.” Tony simply couldn’t resist adding a generous dose of snark. “You’re welcome to meet me after clocking out. Use the private elevator, my AI will beam you up.”

The reply took a considerably long amount of time, seeing as previously, she typed back rather quickly. “Please don’t be a creepy rapist, Scotty. Fingers crossed.” Tony managed to almost break his stylus twice. His hands shook, and he had to tell himself to breathe - still, he laughed at the clever way she replied.

Several more hours later, during which Tony had nearly paced a hole through various floors on the residential side of the tower, he took a quick shower, dressed in a flattering but comfortable designer sweatpants and polo combo and made himself at home on the obscenely large living room sofa on his own, private penthouse floor.

He was up and running towards the elevator when Friday’s voice notified him of the woman entering the elevator on the employee floor. Tony tousled his hair, adjusted his glasses, fiddled with the drawstring of his pants.

The woman was wearing casual office wear, pants and a loose blouse, a lab coat loosely draped over her arm and her purse hanging off the shoulder on a thin strap. Her hair was loose now, a little frizzy as if she continuously ran her hands through it. Tony quietly rejoiced at not being the only nervous one.

Clever eyes scanned the room with unhurried interest before finally landing on him. “Not too shabby, if I say so myself,” The corners of her mouth tilted in an attempt at a smile, it was obvious she was studying him.

“Thanks, I try my best,” Tony smirked. Humble he was not. “So, how do you want to do this?”

“I see a comfortable couch,” She looked to be grateful for being given the opportunity to lead this interaction. “Let’s park our behinds on it, bicker for ten minutes about a movie choice and settle on one none of us really like. Then we can tell each other our no-no zones and, well, yeah,” She started out confidently. Probably practiced in the elevator. But towards the end, her shyness took over.

For Tony, it was kind of cute. A nice change from suck-ups that flocked him at every social gathering in hopes of getting something out of him. The woman that had tossed her bag carelessly on the far end of the couch and untucked her blouse looked and felt like the exact opposite of those people. She looked willing to give.

Tony sat next to her, keeping a couple of inches of free space between them. “Food preferences? Food allergies?” He asked, tapping the food delivery application.

“Nope, and I will eat just about anything.” He felt more than saw her side-eyeing him. Both of them were jittery. So uncharacteristic for Tony, to be blushing and stammering like a high school boy. Sex was easy, but intimacy? Complex. It was addictive and eventually, painful.

Movie decisions were surprisingly easy and she said so. They settled on a Tarantino classic, an old flick neither of them had watched in a long time. As the discussion progressed, Tony used his wits to find out more about her without making it seem like an interrogation. He had run a background check on the woman and her family but those only went that far, besides, it was a great opportunity to practice the tips Natasha had shared with him at one point or another. Being friends with spies had it’s perks.

They ate their food until their bellies were full. A comfortable, relaxing stupor, being warm from the inside out.

Tony noticed when the woman spoke, she spoke with her hands. She had caught herself grasping his forearm multiple times when they’d got more passionate about their discussion. And what Tony loved the most was that she refused to apologize. He saw a kindred soul in the woman; quiet until something struck her fancy. Then, she became a whirlwind of ideas and opinions.

In no time, it became a natural action to extend his arm and wrap it around her shoulders, reclining backwards. There was little grace in laying belly-up like a dead fish but the woman didn’t seem to mind. Watching him out of the corner of her eye, she laid down sideways, throwing a leg over one of his own.

Her palm traced the outline of his arc reactor when something on the screen caught her in a moment of intense interest. Tony preferred to avoid the cursed thing - scars around it definitely did not do any favour to his aging, marked body - but he found himself exhaling the tension when it was obvious the woman really did not care. An occasional quiet hum of satisfaction was the only noise that came from her: he noticed the sound escaped her lips every time his thumb began fiddling with the sleeve of her blouse and rubbed against her arm.

He was quite content. It was warm, he was surrounded by so much warmth.

The hug was mutual when she left home, both of them comfortable with the gesture for people who had met in a rather unconventional way.

She started coming over a couple of times a week, a quiet evening of the best takeout in NYC and (mostly) interesting movies. A solace, always a single e-mail away.

Tony saw her in the cafeteria once or twice; he appreciated the brief, tiny secretive grin she gave him out of her friend’s eyesight. She never approached him. He was grateful for that. He didn’t want to deal with all the drama and all the fuss surrounding incidents between him and his employees. It was nobody’s business what any of them did after clocking out - and him and his cuddle buddy, they weren’t even fucking, for Thor’s sake.

Maybe they would get there someday. Or maybe they won’t. It was only now for Tony. The rare free Saturday night he had, he truly took a vacation from all the bullshit and lured her in with promises of very expensive wine, her favourite New York style pizza and the willingness to entertain watching a few of those funny YouTube videos she liked.

They did watch them and Tony didn’t mind. He stepped over the irrational fear and the initial discomfort and curled up around her, hiding his face in the soft cotton of her worn hoodie, his own breath tickling his face in warm puffs. The hand running through his hair was tender like it never was with Pepper - his ex was far too preoccupied to baby her grown-up boyfriend. But the woman moulded to his body like an extension of himself was happy to do so. Tony’s hair was longer now and it glided perfectly along the woman’s palms.

His heart was steady, thumping in his ears, overshadowing the noises coming from the TV. He exhaled and felt her other hand begin tracing circles on his back, as if she saw the stress and the bitterness leave his body with every caress, every brush of their bodies. Maybe she did?

He held onto her, held her back like she’d held him. Safekeeping the warmth inside of him. Guarding his peace.

[villainsandvictimsalliance]

Shirakumo Oboro headcanons for @shigapocky because they wanted to know about them!

I'm posting them under the cut because this is mostly spoilers about the manga, if you haven't read what happened to Shirakumo and who he is related to, please be careful.

His hair is really fluffy and people love to mess with it. Depending on how he feels or if he wants to, his hair can change colors! So can his eyes, because they act like clouds in the sense that they can go dark gray with electric bolts here and there if he's angry. They can go snow white if he's in shock. His eyes can become watery blue and his hair can fall on his back if his way too sad.

He's really sensitive, even when he smiles all the time. He pays attention to how the persons around him are feeling and he tries his best to cheer them up. That being said, when he was a kid he tried to repress his own feelings and emotions to avoid bothering others. That's why nowadays he loves going on late walks, because he can think and let things out in peace. He's not as closed as he was before. He has a couple of friends he trust in and they help him when times get rough.

Aizawa Shota and him got use to taking naps together. Shota was always tired and Oboro was very cuddly. Mic would found them laying around and he would either join them, because they looked very comfy and he couldn't help it, or he would wake them screaming. Shota would ask for five minutes more while Oboro laughs.

His quirk can adapt and fuse with other quirks. For example, he would love Denki. Can you imagine Denki and Oboro using their quirks in a combo to create a tiny thunderstorm? Plus if Present Mic joins them, because you would have the sound.

If Oboro was alive, I think he would also be a teacher like Mic and Aizawa. I think he would teach in General Ed, which means he would have met Hitoshi Shinso first. That's amazing. Oboro would immediately recognize him as a mini-Shota and would have adopt him on the spot.

On the other hand, I'd have adore having Oboro interacting with the League of Villains. Mostly because he would have take the time to understand them and help them. It'd have help everyone a lot.

If you allow me, I'd even dare to imaging an au where Oboro is alive and he is the one who guides the League of Villains out of their destructive ways.

He would have adopted Tenko after the accident with his family. He would have found the kid roaming the streets and since his quirk can't be decayed and he would have helped the kid jump into his cloud, right to the police department. Tenko would have stayed some (not so great) years with Gran Torino, after the old man noticed he was the grandson of Nana Shimura.

Later, after his graduation and first three years of his pro-hero career, Oboro would have taken Tenko to live with him. 21 years old Oboro trying to take care of 10 years old Tomura? Yes, as adorable and chaotic as it sounds.

Around that time and during some trip, he would have found a kid training with his fire quirk on a peak. Todoroki Touya would have been a force to reckon with, for sure. Oboro would have figured out about Endeavor, but he would have been discrete. Let's think that Oboro would have pretend to be amazed by his quirk and he would have asked him to train with him, just so they could become better. Knowing Touya, he would have said no at first, but Oboro would have argued with him until

Touya would have told his dad about it. Endeavor wouldn't have been so happy, but eventually he would have no other option but to let it happen. Specially because neither Rei no Endeavor knew what to do to help Touya.

Now we have Oboro with a little adoptive son and a little apprentice.

Another amazing fact: you can bet Aizawa and Mic would have co-parent Tenko with Oboro the same way they used to co-parent stray cats. And you have the amazing Tenko-Touya dynamic.

Needless to say, that gives us an explanation for the whole "You're amazing, Ereaserhad" thing. Aizawa is Tenko's favorite pro-hero. Touya would be slowly learning to use his quirk to give him cover and support while using his physical strength and his abilities to fight the villains, just like Oboro and Aizawa were used to.

Oboro would have been as popular as Present Mic and Midnight. I can imagine Touya going to UA (it's a NEED to have him in General Ed just for the Todoroki drama) after turning 15 and Oboro just doing the welcoming speech of "This is your hero academia".

And that's the story of how things could have been in a perfect world. Well, maybe not perfect. If you want some angst, you can have All Might and Oboro fighting together against AFO because the creepy dude wants to kidnap Tenko. You can even imaging AFO finally kidnapping Tenko, but Oboro refuses to leave his side so you have the whole Oboro-Kurogiri arc, except Oboro doesn't die and doesn't become completely Kurogiri. They fuse and you have powered up Oboro.

But that's a story for another day, maybe even a fanfic someday.

[maluminspace]

Genre: Fluff

Pairings: Michael Clifford/Female Reader 

Prompt: Person A goes to in costume to a Halloween party, to find no one else is really dressed up except Person B

Word Count: 3k

Content: mostly just cute Halloween fluff, Michael in drag, there’s also a bit of side lashton, 

Trigger warnings: Alcohol, strong language, references to sexual activity including public sex (nothing too explicit)

A/N: Okay, so this is my second attempt at writing something for this collab. My first one turned out huge and not really very halloween-y so I re-assessed and this is what I came up with! I hope you guys like it <3

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When your best friend in the entire world, Luke, had first invited you to his new boyfriend’s Halloween party, you’d taken it as the perfect opportunity to blow off a little steam. Work had been busy lately and you hadn’t had much chance to relax. Furthermore, Luke had told you that Ashton (the new love of his life) had a couple of hot single friends, so you’d figured your costume should be on the sexy side.

You’d spent weeks deciding on the perfect outfit before finally settling on a black cat outfit that was just the right side of tasteful. The bodysuit was figure-hugging, showing off your curves perfectly. The elegant velvet ears and tail matched it well and you finished off the look with some cute whiskers painted on your cheeks and a red choker with a little gold bell on it.

Luke let out a low whistle when he met you outside the house he’d given you directions for. “I wish I could say the same for you!” You huffed, surveying your friend’s very lackluster costume, if you could even call it that. “Where’s the pirate costume I helped you pick out?”

A slightly guilty expression coloured Luke’s pretty face as he scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. “Well, I mentioned it to Ashton and he kinda hinted that he didn’t like tacky costumes so I went for this instead.” He shrugged awkwardly.

“And what exactly is this supposed to be?” You asked, gesturing to the plain white shirt and black jacket. “You just look like you’re about to go to work at the office, what the fuck, Luke?”

“Wait…” He said, his face brightening a bit as he pulled on a wig that you hadn’t even noticed he was holding. “I’m Vincent Vega!” He announced.

You rolled your eyes, fully disappointed in your best friend’s decision to side with his new squeeze over you. “I preferred the pirate costume, you’d have looked super hot.”

“I’m sorry to break it to you, buddy…” Luke giggled, “but you’re not the one I want to impress tonight.”

You clutched your chest in fake pain and shock. “And here I thought it was me that you wanted to fuck you senseless whilst a huge queue forms outside for the bathroom we claimed.”

An embarrassed blush rose in Luke’s cheeks as the memory of the specific situation you had described filled his tiny, horny brain. “We were drunk, and if he’d whispered in your ear with that sexy, gravelly voice to tell you how beautiful you looked in the new shirt he’d bought for you, you’d have begged him to drag you to the nearest bathroom, too.” He huffed as he started off up the driveway, his ridiculous wig almost falling off with the force of his dramatic head toss.

Suppressing a giggle, you followed your friend to the front door. “You’re forgetting one important detail there, Lukey.” You reminded him with a smirk. “I’m not as big of a slut as you.”

“That costume begs to differ.” Luke replied, raising an eyebrow proudly. “Calum is probably gonna pop a boner after just a glimpse of your ass in that tight suit.”

“And Calum is one of the hot ones?” You asked, remembering Luke’s declaration of Ashton’s stupidly handsome best friends. 

“Yeah, he’s the one with the cute dog and swanky apartment near the beach.” Luke explained as he opened the front door. “Michael’s probably a bit more your type, through. You have about the same mental capacity as each other.” He snorted.

Choosing to ignore the weak jibe at your own intelligence and that of the as yet unknown Michael, you focused on Luke’s lack of manners instead. “Shouldn’t we knock?” You asked. “It’s rude to just walk in to someone’s house, even if they do ‘rearrange your insides like no one has ever previously managed’.” You added, taking a great deal of joy in quoting Luke back to himself.

“Keep your fucking voice down!” Luke hissed. “I told you that in confidence!” He shook his head as though to clear it (probably from another X-rated memory) before he answered your question.

“Ashton told me we could come right in. So stop worrying about stupid stuff and get in here!” He laughed.

For the second time in the few moments since you’d met him outside, you rolled your eyes at your best friend, but this time the exasperated gesture was accompanied by a small laugh.

Your merriment soon died away when Luke led you into the main sitting room, which was already packed with people…people who were not in Halloween costumes. People who were very much giving off a sophisticated air as they sipped their wine and stood around talking to each other comfortably over the music that was playing at a much too sensible volume for a party.

In your peripheral vision you noticed Luke tear off his wig and hide in the oversized vase he was standing next to before any of the other guests saw him wearing it. Without that ridiculous little prop, Luke would probably blend right in. You, on the other hand, were going to stick out like a (very scantily clad) sore thumb.

“I thought this was meant to be a Halloween party, Luke.” You hissed, offering awkward smiles to the few people nearest to you, who were regarding you with ill-concealed smirks.

Your best friend gave an awkward laugh before ushering you towards the kitchen.

A few spiteful glances and giggles followed you as Luke pulled you through the crowd of people. 

Luckily the kitchen was pretty much deserted, with just three people huddled over by the microwave. You only recognised one of them. Having met Ashton a couple of times previous to this evening, you had no problem identifying his muscular form and the sweater/jeans combo outfit he favoured at the moment, even though you could only see the back of him. 

The second man had a very handsome profile. He was wearing a pair of black skinny jeans and a white shirt, with very few of the buttons done up as far as you could tell from this angle. He looked kind of athletic, with strong, muscular arms and thighs. His curly black hair was styled neatly to perfectly frame his face.

Ashton and Muscles were mostly obscuring the third person from your view. But you could tell by the tone of their voice that they were not at all happy about something. “- cannot expect me to stay here like this!” 

Unsurprisingly, Luke gravitated to the little knot of people, dragging you along with him until you finally got a glimpse of the irritated man leaning against the counter. 

Suddenly, your own embarrassment at your chosen costume vanished. In comparison to this guy, you definitely weren’t going to be the center of attention.

The third man was dressed in a long blonde wig, albeit a very cheap-looking one, styled into high pigtails. His cute, unshaven face was painted in badly-applied makeup. The tight white dress that he’d squeezed into left you with no doubt of who he was meant to be dressed as, and the realisation pulled a snort of laughter from you.

Luke failed also to suppress a giggle as he let go of your hand and instinctively curled into Ashton’s side, as though the slightly older man was some sort of magnet. “Wow, you sure as hell didn’t get the memo about the ‘adults drinking wine’ vibe either, huh?” 

The angry ‘Baby Spice’ glared at Luke with what you just knew were usually very pretty green eyes. “Don’t you start, lanky!” He huffed. “I’m already this close to ending your boyfriend.”

“Hey!” Ashton interjected, his voice calm and smooth in comparison to his friends’. “First of all, don’t talk to Luke that way or I’ll be the one ending you. Secondly, it wasn’t me that tricked you into dressing as a Spice Girl.” His last two words were accompanied with a snigger and it only made his angry friend’s face get redder.

“I swear I’ll rip your-” Baby Spice began before Muscles cut him off.

“Now, now, Michael.” Muscles smirked, “don’t you think that’s a bit too much.”

You were apparently the only one to pick up on the reference as your burst of laughter sounded much too loud in the otherwise quiet room.

For the first time Muscles’ and Baby Spices’ eyes snapped up to meet yours. Their reactions upon noticing you properly for the first time were at opposite ends of the scale. 

Muscles became instantly flirtatious, his brown eyes lighting up with a charming smile as he greeted you with a smooth. “Oh! Hi there, beautiful…”

Baby Spice on the other hand, looked as though all of his nightmares had come true. The fear and embarrassment on his face were unmistakable as you focused on him over his friend. “It looks like you’re in the market for a new best friend too, Baby Spice.” You smiled gently, hoping to ease his discomfort a little. “I’m looking for a replacement, too.”

There was something about the genuine look of surprise in his green eyes that really endeared this stranger to you. Now that you were standing closer to him, it was easier to see the handsome features that the untidy lipstick and foundation were covering. 

“Yeah…” Baby Spice laughed awkwardly, all of his anger vanishing as he tried to adopt a more casual stance. “My ex-best friend thought this would be funny.” He said, gesturing to his outfit, that up-close was much worse than you’d originally thought. His hairy chest, arms and legs protruding from the cheap costume dress made for a comical sight, but you fought back your amusement, intent on befriending this man so that both your night and his might take a turn for the better. “I’m guessing Luke pulled a similar prank on you, too?”

“Actually, he didn’t.” You explained, shaking your head. “Believe it or not, this is what passes for a Halloween costume in Luke’s tiny, dumb brain.”

Luke’s offended noise was lost beneath his replacement’s beautiful laugh as you stepped forward and offered Baby Spice your hand to shake as you told him your name.

He took it, still smiling bright enough to make his emerald eyes sparkle. “I’m Michael.” He confirmed. “And I’d be more than happy to be your new best friend.”

***

In the following couple of hours you made two amazing discoveries;

Alcohol consumption was the best cure for embarrassment.

Michael was fairly close to being your actual ideal man.

Despite the fact that he was obviously gullible, most of Michael’s other qualities were very much to your liking. In the short time that you’d known him, Michael had proven himself to be kind, funny and incredibly easy to talk to. What’s more, as the night went on and more and more of his makeup wore off, you’d found out he was even more handsome than you’d originally thought he was.

“So did you mean what you said to Calum just now?” Michael asked, suddenly looking a little nervous as he dropped his gaze to the bottle of beer in his hand. “About not being interested in him, I mean.”

A couple of times, Calum had wandered over to the corner of the kitchen that you and Michael had claimed as your own, trying to flirt with you. On each occasion, you’d made it perfectly clear that you’d formed an alliance with Michael and that sneaky ex-best friends were not permitted to flirt with you under any circumstances.

If you were reading the signals right, Michael was a little jealous of his friend. That was understandable; Calum was conventionally good looking and was as charming as they come. On a normal night, you’d have been more than a little tempted to see if his smooth moves translated into decent bedroom skills, but tonight your attention was completely focused on Michael.

“Yeah.” You shrugged. “He seems nice and all, besides screwing you over on the costume thing.” You giggled. “But he’s not really my type.”

Michael looked mildly confused. “I’ve never heard a girl say that before.” He admitted. “I thought he was just everyone’s type.”

“I can recognise that he’s hot, but I like my men a little softer and my number one turn on is someone who can make me laugh.” You replied honestly. 

A light blush rose in Michael’s cheeks as he apparently realised you’d been describing him. Judging by the shyness emanating from him, people admitting they were attracted to him didn’t happen all that often. You couldn’t understand why; he was absolutely beautiful.

“C’mon, Baby Spice.” You smirked, “Lets get another drink and then you can show me some of your best dance moves.” 

“Oh, I can’t really dance?” Michael confessed, his blush deepening a bit as he headed over to the counter where numerous bottles of alcohol were laid out.

“I find that very hard to believe!” You gasped in fake shock. “I mean it’s easy, isn’t it? You just slam it to the left, shake it to the right.... Y’know, go round…” You smirked.

Michael rolled his eyes. “You’re gonna have to stop right now with those Spice Girls lyrics, kitten.” 

The pet name made your insides dance excitedly. It could have easily sounded like a cheap, tacky term of endearment from anyone else but Michael’s cute mannerisms just made it sound adorable. “Yeah, okay.” You teased, nudging his arm playfully. “I don’t want you to have to say goodbye, my friend.” 

Michael let out a reluctant laugh as he surveyed the drink options. “I can tell you were a huge fan, I’m flattered.” He said, playing along easily.

“What’s with the past tense, Bunton?” You continued. “The Spice Girls are timeless.”

Michael nodded as he continued to stare at the bottles of alcohol as though he couldn’t decide which to go for.. “I agree, I always had a bit of crush on Posh…”

“That’s basic!” You reprimanded him. 

“Rude!”  Michael scoffed. “Who’s your favourite?” He asked, raising a hopeful eyebrow.

“I’ll tell you if you hurry up and decide what you want; I’ll be sober by the time you pour a drink at this rate!” You laughed.

Michael shook his head, smirking a little. “Don’t rush me kitten, I need to weigh up all of my options.”

“Oh, come on Michael!” You scolded when he still hadn’t made a decision a moment later. “Just tell me what you want, what you really, really want so we can continue getting trashed.”

“That was your worst one yet.” Michael sighed dramatically. “I may have to disown you after that one, kitten.”

Excitement bubbled in your chest at the use of the pet name again, knowing it wasn’t just a one time slip of the tongue meant that it might stick and you couldn't put into words how much you’d like that. “Fine, just pour us both a vodka and lemonade so that you can show me those spicy dance moves.”

Michael couldn’t hold in the fond chuckle that rippled out of him as he obeyed your request. “So are you gonna answer my question about who your favourite Spice Girl is? Or do I have to guess?”

“Baby’s always been the one I crushed on the hardest.” You replied easily, deciding to forgo the guessing game.

“Yeah?” He prompted. “What attracted you to me?” He asked before panic flooded his features. “I mean her! Sorry...I wasn’t being-”

You cut Michael off with a giggle as you allowed your already tipsy brain to capitalize on the alcohol-fueled confidence you always seemed to develop after a few drinks. “I think it’s your terrible makeup skills, quick wit and those pretty green eyes that attracted me to you the most, baby.” 

You never really noticed how close you’d gotten to him until you felt the little puff of breath from his quiet “Oh…” ghosting over your own lips.

If there was ever an opportune moment to kiss him, that was it. Without any good reason to stop yourself, you tentatively wrapped your arms around his neck. “I can’t believe I’m about to kiss a Spice Girl.” You chuckled, loving the way his hands felt as they rested on your waist. 

“I hope I don’t disappoint you, kitten.” He replied, tilting his head to one side slightly so that you wouldn’t bump noses when the gap between your lips was finally closed.

It was you that took the final step, pressing a soft kiss to Michael’s lips. They felt every bit as soft as they looked and used them perfectly, kissing you back with just the right amount of enthusiasm. 

Usually, it’d take a lot more than a shy first kiss for a guy to fully win you over, but somehow you found yourself melting into Michael’s hold, prolonging the simple kiss for as long as possible. Michael didn’t seem to mind that at all, holding you closely as he parted his lips allowing you to deepen the kiss, sliding your tongue teasingly against his.

When the two of you naturally drew apart a few moments later, your head was spinning from more than just the alcohol. Michael was well and truly intoxicating in a very different way. “I’m gonna need a lot more of that to keep you on the top spot of my favourite list, Baby.” You said, trying not to let your voice sound too breathy.

“That’s definitely a promise I can keep, kitten.” Michael smiled, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Glad to hear it!” You proclaimed. “Now, let’s drink up so that we can move on to somewhere that our awesome costumes will be more appreciated!”

Michael raised a questioning eyebrow. “Leave Ashton’s party?” he asked. “Do you have somewhere in mind?”

Nodding, you picked up your drink and took a long swig, “My favourite bar always has an awesome Halloween event.” You confirmed. “I was gonna go there but Luke wanted me to meet his boyfriend’s friends so I came here instead.” 

“Well, I’m kinda glad you did, to be honest.” Michael said, his cheeks reddening slightly. 

You pecked another kiss to his lips before taking another drink. “I am too, but it’s time for us to be the life of a new party.” 

Michael nodded in agreement as he finished his drink in one go. That shouldn’t have been as hot as it was to you, yet there you were practically drooling over a man in the worst drag outfit and makeup you’d ever seen, wiping vodka and lipstick off his incredibly plump lips with the back of his hand. He reached out with the hand that didn’t have bubblegum pink smeared across the back of it and took hold of your hand with the full confidence of the drink he’d just downed.

 “So where are we going?” He asked. “I trust you, so don’t let me down and take me somewhere lame, kitten.” 

“Oh, don’t worry. This place is amazing.” You promised, smirking as your final Spice Girls joke of the night slipped past your lips. “It’ll really spice up your life, baby.”

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[boogiepilgrim]

Hey! This is probably a daft question to ask but I'd love to know your opinion on it. Is Elton generally liked by people? I mean obviously there are those who love him and those who don't. I've come across so far mostly on negative or not so flattering ones so I'm just wondering what kind of person Elton is. Why so many people can't stand him? What is it about him that puts others off him? Is it because of his diva reputation or because he's thought to be overrated, probably both?

hiya! 🥺 this isnt daft at all !!!!

well IIIII THINK.. wait oh fuck. actually, i kinda have a few opinions on this. im just gonna talk

around when rocketman came out, i was wearing a shirt with him on it cause #winningteam, and i was talking to this cashier lady. she seen him in the seventies a few times and she asked me if i'd seen the movie and i was like, "yea dude twice" she said she hadnt seen it and would not be seeing it. i, naturally, was like . the fuck? she told me something like he was "too much", all while making a blatantly repulsed face. what she said basically translated as: being subjected to looking at him while listening to his brilliant, wonderful songs. was too much. i was like .. ?

a lot of the time, thats the reaction you get. which is really odd when you think of him? i mean, nobody is everybody's cup of tea, but i know i am still so, almost stunned, when people have that sort of reaction to him. a colleague of mine, whos a man in his forties at least, "cant stand him." i ask him, man why. he'll screw his face up, and say, "i like bon jovi" and thats fair enough you can like bon jovi, they have some bangers, thats not what i asked. another person i was talking to about music, turned their nose up at the mention of his name.

a lot of people see him as a gimmick type character, they dont take him seriously. they dont recognise him for all hes done, people resort him to like: funnie glasses man, lol, crocodile rock :) ridiculous! oh but dont make him angry!!!!! haha. the bitch is back am i right. what a cat! did you know his hair isnt real? haha haha and hes MARRIED!!!!!!! two people in love, they have CHILDREN too can you believe.

keep in mind, he isnt the first rockstar to dress outrageously

all his REALLY IMPORTANT contributions to not just the music industry, but genuinely to society; through his efforts for dedicating so much of himself and giving so much to the fight against/ending HIV/AIDS, for one thing, are too often overlooked. they'd much rather remember him for the above⏫, or the lion king. and of course the lion king is . amazing, and i bet it influenced 9/10 of the people (in some way) ((it sure hit me hard as a child, even now tbh, and we Know that a large reason is because of its damn soundtrack)) who say the things they do when you bring him up in conversations about music. they DO think hes overrated. SOMEHOW? even though a good lot of the songs people recognise him for are not anywhere near his best pieces of work. but u see what im saying here. he makes people uncomfortable. the general public are still a widely, WILDLY, homophobic bunch and it makes people shit their pants. it always has. tabloid newspapers have always tried to come for him, and it's always been easy to see. hes outspoken, and he doesnt take shit, and so it suggests an image to the public and they do latch onto it, willingly. they'd rather laugh at him because it sits better with them than acknowledging the FACT that he is one of the greatest singers, songwriters, and literal philanthropists, a fucking 3-in-1 combo, that there ever was.

because hes a gay man

[vancilocs]

Relationships and fun facts for mallory and neja?

i’ll just delete the ones i don’t have an answer to lmao (edit: i didn’t delete any)

RELATIONSHIPS

Do they have any friends? Would they consider anyone to be their best friend?

Many work friends, old school friends, some from Spain she still talks to, pals with her siblings. Best friend is either Callum or Gilly

She has friends from work, some from school, some she sees less but is in contact via the web. Buddies with Shyn. Considers Yecal her best friend

What’s their friend group like? What role do they play in it?

A bit of a loud leader type who keeps the hype up. Her friend group composes of mainly other girls who like do stuff she also likes, like going to cafes or concerts

Her friend group is somewhat scattered, she mainly sees friends at work and sometimes goes for a drink afterwards. She’s not very loud but she’s fun and keeps the hype up

What’s their love life like? (See also: ship question meme.) Do they have any kids?

She has a girlfriend whom she loves, but they’re taking it chill and slow, no hurry for either one. No children but literally wouldn’t oppose to having five of them

She’s married to the man of her dreams, but doesn’t want kids

Who do they look up to? Who do they trust?

Looks up to many senior hunters, admires Zoe and Reno greatly, as well as Jesse and Wolfgang. Trusts her fellow hunters, even Manon.

Admires strong, independent women like Shyn, has probably met Trias and likes the not-giivng-a-damn attitude too. Looks up to her husband too and trusts him with her life

Who do they hate? Do they have any enemies?

Has a tense relationship with Manon because he’s a bitch but they have a bonding moment later and get along. No enemies apart from the people she hunts probably

Hates people who don’t pay her for her work or hurt others in other ways. Should look out for the guy whose engine she smashed but then again, he didn’t pay her

Do they have any pets?

No, wouldn’t be opposed to a pet but right now she feels she’s not in the situation to have one

No, she’s found some animals from engines but she hasn’t been able to keep any so she’s had them for a while before handing them over to someone who was able to keep them

Are they good with kids? Animals?

Very good with kids, loves messing around with them. Likes animals too, especially dogs. Big fan of Cal’s chickens and cat

Has no problem with kids, if a kid was obviously alone and in distress she would ask if she can help. But generally doesn’t pay much attention. Likes animals a lot.

FUN FACTS

Which tropes do they fit? Which archetypes?

Hero at least, some Warrior

A bit of Seducer, bit of Caregiver, bit of Rebel at least

Do they play any instruments? Sports?

Lifts weights and jogs. No instruments

Not really, no

What are some items they always carry?

Mirror, foundation, lipstick, hair pins and ties, napkins, chewing gum

Napkins, hair ties and pins, reading glasses, breathmints

Do they collect anything?

Makeup if anything

Little baubles like nuts and bolts she finds at work, souvenirs. Has a fridge magnet from every place she’s been to

What position do they sleep in?

On her side or back, nothing special

Either curl up on her side or crawl halfway across husband

Which emoji would they use the most?

🥰🥰😂💗💗

🥺🥺🥰😊😳😳

What languages do they speak?

Trade, English, a bit of Gaeilge, bit of Hindi, some Spanish she still remembers

Trade and Chissadian

What’s their favorite expletive?

Feck

Bitch

What’s their favorite candle scent?

Cinnamon and other spices, baked apple

Flowery scents, vanilla

What songs remind you of them?

Cruachan - the Marching song of Fiach Mac Hugh

Girls just wanna have fun

Which animal would you say represents them?

A lioness

That little angry orange kitten

What stereotypical high school clique would they fit into?

A weird combo of prep and jock

Prep nerd

What would their favorite ride at an amusement park be?

Loves anything, but favorite would be those towers that shoot you up and drop and you know?

Splash Mountain type

Do they believe in aliens? Ghosts? Reincarnation or something else?

Believes in aliens, has met some. Kinda believes in ghosts.

Is married to an alien. Doesn’t believe in ghosts.

Do they follow any religions/gods? Do they celebrate holidays?

The main thing she believes in is karma, otherwise not particularly religious (is a good Catholic girl though). Happily celebrates holidays.

Not really religious, celebrates big holidays sometimes or then goes home to her family to celebrate them.

Which Deadly Sin do they most correspond to? Which Heavenly Virtue?

Pride probably, and then Charity or Patience

Greed or Lust, and Kindness or Diligence

If you had to choose one tarot card to represent them, which would it be?

Strength (upright: inner strength, bravery, compassion, focus / reversed: self doubt, weakness, insecurity)

Fool (upright: inncence, new beginnings, free spirit / reversed: recklessness, taken advantage of, inconsideration)

[gataclism]

Parent swap AU

[Adrien isn't Gabriel's son, he's the son of the Mayor Bourgeois and the famous fashion designer Audrey Bourgeois. Chloe isn't the mayor's daughter, she's the face of the Agreste brand and the cause of her father's migraines.]

Adrien Bourgeois.

This does not change their personalities, Adrien is still a passive and polite boy. Who until recently, lived in New York with his mother.

After Emelie's death, Audrey closed off and left him in Paris for André to take care of him.

In this AU they're not together anymore, but for the sake of André's campaign they haven't formalized their divorce.

Where Audrey ignored and left Adrien on his own, André makes everything he can to spoil his son. Ecstatic for having him back. Adrien, still sad for his mom, but never one to told grudges, focuses on his relationship with his dad and in little time learns a bit about leadership.

Adrien still insists to André the over the top gifts are unnecessary, but still appreciate them.

André is still not present enough, although he doesn't mind Adrien hanging out on this office as long as he doesn't have guests. And actually tries to spend time with him when he can.

Adrien went to school in New York, but was home schooled for one year before deciding he wanted to go to public school, André was hyped his son actually asked for something.

Adrien begged Chloe to go to with him, he didn't want to be alone, and after pestering her enough, he convinced her to give it a try.

Chloe Agreste.

You can imagine how that goes. Losing her mom was really hard for Chloe, who considered Emelie her best friend. Not having his father’s support doesn't make her sad, it makes her angry.

She often challenges Gabriel, actually she challenges him on everything. Nor Gabriel nor Natalie know where that personality came from but there's little they can do.

More often than not, Chloe gets what she wants, although it always ends up with a big argument and headbutting with Gabe.

Gabriel is lowkey proud her daughter can stand on her own.

Chloe is a model for the Agreste brand, and is a little presumptuous because of it. Adrien and her are still childhood friends (and she keeps trying to convince him to model with her, Adrien's self steem issues get in the way tho).

Besides being a rich model brat, Chloe hates abuse/abusive people, mostly because Gabriel’s neglect counts as it (and she is happy to remind him that very often) and because she has seen first hand how the way Audrey treated (and keeps treating) Adrien has affected him. So she is a little shit sometimes but when it comes to it she is the first to point out an injustice.

When she agreed to go to school to get Adrien to shut up, she didn't though it was going to be so difficult. For once, her father had completely shut her up and told her she was being ridiculous. No daughter of him was going to attend a public school.

Well guess what daddy boo, I don't give a s***.

Black Cat

Her meeting with Fu happens almost like Adrien's in canon, but this time she is upset Natalie and Gorilla (who were closer, didn't help the old man) she gave up the school that day to help him. Sighing and looking at the school and whispering 'I'm sorry, Adrien' that only Fu heard.

Chloe received the cat miraculous (master Fu would learn to regret this decision but who just gives the power of destruction to a girl he just met?) Chloe learns tho, and becomes a good hero.

Chloe doesn't fall for Ladybug. (but she still gushes about her with Adrien when they hang out.) She probably develops a little crush but won’t do anything about it.

At the beginning she was annoyed by Ladybug’s lack of confidence but later, after being proven wrong, she starts respecting her.

Ladybug/Kitty Noir interactions are a bit weird. They come up with plans together and comunicate more, mostly because Chloe won't let anyone tell her what to do (which was a problem at the beginning) if she doesn't add to the plan.

Ladybug thinks Kitty Noir is an amazing hero and wants her civil identity to be more like her. They still fight a lot but they also have nice moments.

When Chloe finally gets to school Marinette is already friends with Adrien, and notices him slowly developing a crush on her. Chloe, of course, doesn't like it. And makes it her personal duty to get those two as far from eachother as she can. 

She is a bit mean to Marinette, but not in the canon way. She just wants to protect her friend. 

After a while she realizes Marinette is not that bad (probably after bonding over outing Lila) and lets her be. However she is NOT going to help that relationship to develop. 

She makes 'friends' with Sabrina and is constantly making her stand for herself and respect herself more. She helps the ginger a lot but if you ask her, she'll deny it.

Eventual Chlobrina

Lila gets rekt by Chloe and Marinette (they bond over making her life miserable). While Adrien facepalms in the background with Sabrina.)

Since Adrien wasn't a hero when Lila appears he believes her about the Volpina thing until Kitty Noir comes in and demands for her to transform.

Bee

The Bee miraculous wasn't given on accident this time. Ladybug doesn't lose it.

While Chloe is a golden statue he goes straight to the figure of leadership she trust the most.

Adrien has showed this skill not only in his fencing club but also helping her on her class president duties. When she asked why he didn't try it himself he confessed he was in no way capable of doing something like that and was also too shy. Marinette frowned at that but let it be. They where doing wonders together.

So Ladybug goes straight to find Adrien, who was really upset about his mother making his friend a gold statue! Chloe was never going to forgive him!

He accepts the miraculous and helps ladybug save the day.

Ladybug asking for his help on ocassions really helps him. He gets more confident and talks more. He never had trouble leading when it was necessary but now it really shows who his father is.

Kitty Noir dislikes Bee!Adrien because he tends to try and 'control' the situation and the only one who she'll listen to is Ladybug.

Adrien soon learned to do subtle 'suggestions' to Kitty Noir instead of actually telling her what to do.

They start to get along better after they both came out with a plan and succeed without the help of ladybug or lucky charm.

They look at eachother in surprise while ladybug purifies the akuma and yell WE DID IT and proceed to hi five and jump around celebrating like idiots.

Ladybug shakes her head.

Marinette falls for Bee!Adrien, who is kind, smart, confident and isn't afraid to talk and defend his point of view. She isn’t sure about dating because of her duty as a superhero.

She tries to help Adrien realized he is the same confident boy behind the mask. She is slowly making progress.

. Based on a discord combo with @littlespaceboii as all my au’s are. Aparently, you’re my muse Bobby *shrugs*

[darkpoisonouslove]

Griffin/Valtor + hospital AU

I had an AU idea here where Griffin is a nurse so let’s set that there. Here’s what it was about:

I just had this cute AU idea in which Valtor is an assassin for his mothers and he gets badly wounded on a job so he has to go to the nearest hospital. Where’s the cuteness you’re asking? Coming right up! Griffin is the nurse on the night shift and she takes care of him and stitches his wound. He has to lie to her about how he got it but she doesn’t believe him, of course. “Did somebody try to kill you?” Well, yes, but to be fair it was his fault since he tried to kill the woman first (bonus: it was Faragonda and she totally kicked his ass). He can’t tell Griffin that, of course. Not just because he’ll go to jail for attempted murder but also because revealing details about his job will most certainly not help him land a date with the incredibly kind and beautiful woman. And her touch was so warm that he doubts he’ll ever forget it. So he stops by whenever he gets a not-so-minor injury and she stitches him back together. She even jokes that he’s just hurting himself to have excuses to see her… which may not be so far from the truth. After he met her, he’s been so distracted at his job that he’s screwed up more often than he’s ever had before that. He asks her out and she agrees to go on a date with him if he can promise her that what he does will not put him or her in danger. He does so of course, but he’s not a liar. So now he has to find a way to quit his job without getting killed for that.

Now for the headcanons. Let’s see if I can keep this relatively short and fluffy:

TW for drug use and overdose mention.

1. Griffin and Valtor do get in a relationship and she asks him to have dinner with her and her best friend. Valtor nearly has a heart attack when he sees the best friend. It’s Faragonda and she recognizes him from when he tried to kill her because she was getting in his mothers’ way by steering her family company away from the course that had been agreed upon. She doesn’t say anything, though, until Griffin goes to the kitchen to get dinner. Which is when Faragonda hisses at Valtor to get out of Griffin’s life as quietly and quickly as possible before Griffin can get too attached to him and before he can break her heart even more. Valtor does his best to convince her (while Griffin is coming and going with plates of food which I can’t decide if it’s comic relief or only making the atmosphere more tense or is perhaps some weird combo of the two) that he’s not doing that anymore and will make sure no harm will come to Griffin. He says he loves her and that she’s finally given him the push he needed to make the step and separate himself from his mothers. Faragonda is very skeptical of it all but she knows that Griffin’s already fallen in love and it will crush her if she tells her about Valtor’s past. So she settles for keeping a very close eye on both Griffin and Valtor to make sure he’s keeping his promise and that Griffin’s safe.

2. Valtor’s plan for being safe from his mothers is having incriminating evidence against them hidden in a safe and it is set up to be sent straight to the DA’s office (because Marion is the only one he trusts isn’t corrupt and bought by his mothers (she wants to use the evidence but he tells her it’s his only leverage against his mothers and he can’t risk Griffin’s life so she’ll have to find another way to corner them)) if anything happens to him or to Griffin. It’s his insurance that they’ll leave him alone but, of course, he still needs to be on the lookout because his mothers will try everything to destroy the evidence and then either force him to fall back in line or kill both him and Griffin. He also told Faragonda about that both as proof of his intentions and to get further backup. It does make her believe him more but she still makes Griffin go to self-defense courses with her. Not that Faragonda needs them but she wants to make sure Griffin can protect herself if it comes to that.

3. Valtor’s mothers aren’t just going to back down, of course. They find Griffin and they talk to her, telling her all about Valtor’s past, who he’s killed and how, and what came out of that. Griffin is obviously distressed at the information but she tells them that she’s glad Valtor managed to get out of that situation and will not be doing their dirty work for them anymore before she tells them to go to hell and kicks them out. She’s more than upset with Valtor for not being honest with her. She knew he was doing something illegal but she didn’t expect him to be that deep in. And she doesn’t know how to trust him now that he’s a murderer in her mind and a liar. She understands that he didn’t have a choice than to do what he was told when he was a child but he didn’t need to wait to meet her to make the move and get himself out of there. She tells him that she needs time to process everything. She says she’s not even sure if she can trust him not to go back to his mothers if she ultimately decides she can’t be with him but he reassures her that that won’t happen and that he doesn’t want her staying with him just because she’s feeling responsible for his choices. Griffin is also angry at Faragonda for not telling her and it only gets worse when Faragonda tells her that she didn’t want to break her heart because it will break even worse if she has to leave Valtor for good now that she’s completely in love with him. Even if deep down she knows Faragonda was brought in on  the whole affair when it was already too late to save her from falling for him.

4. Valtor needs to find himself a new job now and he starts working as an accountant in Oritel’s company. (Faragonda offered him to work for her but he didn’t want to give Griffin even more reason to be angry with her.) He also starts painting in his free time only to have Griffin knocking on his door one evening and demanding to know why she’s seen a photo of a painting of her on Faragonda’s computer. Valtor offers that he needed a critic and Faragonda was the only one who knows her well enough to tell him if he’d managed to catch her presence well enough. “My presence?” “Yes. That collected but concerned and empathetic look you get in your eyes as you listen to someone’s problems. The tired but satisfied smile you get after a long day at work when you’ve helped so many people. The warmth and comfort you exude even in the most dire of circumstances.” Valtor cups her cheek only to have her lean into the touch for a second before pulling his hand away. “I can’t do this, Valtor. Leave my face alone, will you? It does not belong to you.” “What about your heart?” A pause. “I’ll tell you when I manage to put it back together and know what it’s telling me.” Griffin leaves to take his heart with her and leave an emptiness behind.

5. Griffin isn’t quite pleased to find out Valtor is a volunteer at the hospital she works at. “This is offensive.” “I really want to help, Griffin.” “And you had to pick the hospital I work at to volunteer? Out of all the hospitals in the city?” “It’s closest to my apartment.” “Why don’t you just tell me the truth? We both know you’re here because of me. Even if you really want to help.” “I do want to help, Griffin. It seems like a good way to make up to the universe for all the hurt I’ve released in it. And yes, of course I’m here because of you. You’re the one who made me want to be a better man just by being who you are. You’ll be in my heart forever and I can’t change that even if I wanted to.” “Suit yourself. Just know this doesn’t change our situation in any way.” Valtor didn’t really expect it to but he was still thrilled about getting to see her. And it actually felt good to help people even when it could be hard work. It definitely made him admire her even more. The way she took care of her patients without complaining and always trying to brighten their day. He’d managed to make a few people laugh and totally block when a little boy hugged him but nothing too major. Until he saw one of the patients - a young girl named Darcy who’d just barely escaped death from an overdose - sneaking out of the hospital. And she would’ve managed too if he hadn’t caught her. She told him there was no point in her staying because even if she got clean, she still wouldn’t have a life. She was an orphan that even the system didn’t want and she had no future. Valtor told her he gets that, that he’s felt like that too even if he had never been an addict and also tells her that he’ll be there for her if she wants him to. He tells her he’ll get the documents to adopt her (she’s sixteen and a half and still has a year and a half until she’s a legal adult) if she promises him to get clean. He’ll give her a place to stay and will help her find a job if she really wants to get her life in order. She’s already crying but she manages to nod in agreement. She goes to a detox center and goes through the program while Valtor manages to get the adoption procedure going. He even arranges with Faragonda to get Darcy an internship at her company and makes sure to let his mothers know that there will be consequences for them if they try to touch Darcy as well. She is thrilled to have a home when she gets out of the detox center and two new friends she met there that are also doing better now that they have friends who care for them. She even gets a cat which Valtor could have dealt without but he can’t really do anything about it. “What’s that?” “A cat. Miss Griffin said that I might find it helpful to take care of a pet.” “And you couldn’t get something… else. That didn’t spit out fur balls?” “We’ll all adapt,” Darcy says and she sounds so much like Griffin that he can’t really take it. “By the way Miss Griffin is coming to dinner.” “What?” “I wanted to thank her for the help so I invited her and she said she’d come.” Valtor is about to have a heart attack at this point and he’s not sure if it is from shock or from happiness. And Darcy is definitely happy because her plan is coming together and so will they with a few more carefully planned moves.

(She saw them talking in the hospital and she immediately knew there was something there so she kept pestering Valtor about it until he told her (he didn’t tell her about the ex assassin stuff) and she immediately started scheming how to help them get back together. And they do. Griffin decides that she can trust him, after all, that he does want to be a better man and that his life of crime is now behind him. And they have a girl to look after. Not to mention that Marion manages to catch his mothers and they’re put away for good, which was about the best wedding gift Griffin and Valtor could want.)

Not so successful on either front but still with a happy ending! :D (You may even get a fic some of those days (after I finish the 300 other things I’m working on) ;).)

[chemicalmagecraft]

Foresight is 20/20 Chapter 3

I gave the girl in front of me a small smile and bowed. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Hinata-chan."

"Hello," she said. "Father said that you protected me from the man who wanted to hurt me."

I nodded. "I did do something like that. I probably would've just ended up captured along with you if it wasn't for Hiashi-san, though."

"Father also said that you're going to be my new brother."

I smiled slightly. "I might have agreed to something like that as well."

She grinned. "Now I have two big brothers."

I tilted my head to the side. "How so?"

"Neji-niisan was already like a big brother to me, even if he's a little mean sometimes. Now I have you too!" She smiled.

I shrugged. "Sure, I guess. So where is Neji-niisan?"

"Right behind you," a young male voice said from take a direction that should be obvious. "You're Kouki, huh?"

I turned around to see the cousin himself. "And you're Neji?"

He looked at me with an appraising eye. "Yes. I heard that you have some interesting jutsu."

"Oh, totally!" I told him, then waved a cat-clawed hand. "I mean, I only have three at the moment, but I'm so going to get more!"

"Show me."

I blinked. "Oh, sure. We just need something that nobody's going to mind if I break. Or cut in half. You got anything like that?"

"Ooh, can I see?" Hinata asked me.

I sighed. "I mean, I still need something I can break, but sure."

We managed to get a decent-sized log that I could cut up so long as I did it with adult supervision.

"Alright," Neji's dad, Hizashi, said to us. "Kouki, be careful. You two stay behind me."

I did some stretches as they got behind him, then channeled the chakra into my nails. "Cat Claws Jutsu," I said, then charged at the log. I sliced it with both hands and admired the eight deep gouges that I had slashed into it. I then jumped back a bit and formed the seal. "Next, Wind Release: Mini Air Slash!" I slashed at it again. Similar scratches were put in the log, but this time from a distance.

"Wow!" Hinata said.

"Impressive," Hizashi agreed.

"But wait, there's more!" I said with some enthusiasm. "Wind Release: Dragon Claws Jutsu!" This time I only used one hand to conserve chakra, but it was still impressive. The downward slash that I used ensured that not only was the log sliced completely through, but I also carved a bit into the ground. "And that's why I'm awesome," I panted as I turned around. It wasn't as bad as before because I hadn't been hemorrhaging chakra thanks to my expensive magical eyes, but I was still drained. Hizashi was nodding, Hinata was beaming with obvious admiration, and Neji gave a look that made me think that he begrudgingly admitted to himself that maybe I'm a little awesome. "Now if you'll excuse me, I really need a nap." I fell backward, making sure to fall properly to not hurt myself, and groaned.

"Are you okay?" Hinata asked.

"I'm fine, I just need a moment," I assured her.

"I thought your reserves were high enough that you wouldn't be that exhausted," Hizashi commented.

"Why would you think that, father?" Neji asked.

"I'm not that tired, I'm just resting because I used some chakra," I said. "Those jutsu are still pretty draining, just not enough that I won't be able to fight someone my size right now. I could still beat up Neji if I wanted to. Him and Hinata at once might be pushing it, though."

"I could beat you easily," Neji scowled.

"You wanna go, Ice Cream?" I taunted.

"If Father will allow it, then I will soundly beat you."

Hizashi sighed. "Fine, just try not to dismember each other." I got up and entered a fighting stance.

"Your form isn't very good," Neji told me.

"And you're going to activate your-" Neji activated his Byakugan. "Oh, there it goes. You do realize that you're wasting chakra, right?" Neji said nothing and got into his Juken stance. "Doesn't that hurt?" I asked. "Your veins are bulging like crazy!"

"No, shut up."

"Start!" Hizashi commanded. I rushed at Neji as he charged at me. He tried to do a palm strike, so I caught his forearm and used it to push myself down and out of the way of his next strike. I swept at his leg, then jumped up and punched at him while he was off-balance. He caught my arm, used it to steady himself, then began hitting my tenketsu. I didn't even bother trying to pull my arm away and instead punched him in the gut. He got the wind knocked out of him and went a few steps back. I decided to take the opportunity to use Mini Air Slash on him. Unfortunately, my hand had gone numb, so I just did my best to make a one-handed sign and tried to use that. The slashes were a little wobbly, but it ended up not mattering too much when he just ducked under them and smacked me in the stomach. That quickly turned into a combo where I took a bunch of thankfully-not-tenketsu-closing strikes all over me. The next thing I knew, I was groaning on the ground again. "You were both good, but ultimately you left yourself open too much, Kouki," Hizashi said. "You also might want to refrain from letting yourself get hit, even if it's to exploit an opening."

I sat up and shook out my numb hand. Some feeling returned to it and I was able to slowly open and close it. I guess being young and inexperienced with Juken means that you can only partially disable someone with tenketsu strikes... "Got it."

"You might also want to not taunt your opponent as much. All you did was make Neji angry."

"Blasphemy! I just need to taunt harder!"

"I... sure, fine. If you want, I could help you with your fighting a bit," he offered. He then looked at Neji and Hinata and said, "You two too."

"Thanks," I said, "That's probably a good idea."

kukukuku~

I looked in the mirror inside my room. I decided that I should probably give you guys a better description of my appearance, especially now that I was part of a ninja clan and apparently encouraged to have my own unique style... despite the fact that ninja are supposed to blend in. My hair was getting long, almost touching my shoulders. I like my hair long, so now that I wasn't in Catholic school I was finally going to let it grow until it got too annoying. My hair was a dark brown color, but if the light hit it just right it looked brighter and almost reddish sometimes. I think the word for it is auburn? Or at the least it was auburn-adjacent probably. It curled up kind of a bit. Not like super curly but still kinda curly, especially at the end. I usually brushed my bangs to the left side of my face, just barely out of my left eye with how long it was at the moment, though they sometimes did fall over my eye. Also I had a few beauty marks around my face that might have actually been freckles.

As for my clothes, I wore a baggy long-sleeved shirt and pants that were basically sweatpants, both dark blue. It was actually really similar to my favorite outfit from real life, though it looked a little nicer on me than before because between all the exercising I'd done and the fact that we didn't really get a lot of food at the orphanage I was... I'll just say a lot fitter than I was in my past life. When not indoors, I wore a pair of comfortable boots instead of the usual sandals. I gave Hiashi an excuse about being leery about wearing open-toed shoes after banging my feet on a lot of things, including more than a few rocks. It wasn't really a lie. At all...

The look was completed by a pair of cool sunglasses resting on top of my head. The idea was that I'd make a habit of actually putting them over my eyes whenever I'd have to "get serious," which didn't have to include activating my Shoraigan but I'd use them to hide my Shoraigan in battle. Plus, my eyes were sensitive enough to light without whatever enhancements are involved in the Shoraigan, so they'd be good when the sunlight's being overly harsh. Thankfully, I was somehow not blinded by reflected light when I tested them out and they didn't show any of the light from my eyes coming out the sides somehow, so when I used my Shoraigan while they were on it just looked like that anime trope of spooky shiny glasses. I think that there might have actually been seals placed on it or something to get that effect. Also! I still had that little bumpy thingy on the top of my left ear! I liked that little bumpy nub thing!

"Kouki-kun!" Hiashi said from outside my room. "We're leaving soon!"

"Coming!" I called out. We were going out to eat at a sushi restaurant to celebrate Hinata's birthday, my adoption, and the fact that I saved Hinata's and/or Hizashi's life. Of course, before we went there, we had to make a quick stop at my insistence. I stepped in the clearing right as a tree fell down. I looked at the multiple cuts in the bark. "I see you're starting to figure it out, Naru-chan. Now never use that jutsu unless someone's trying to kill you."

Naruto ran up to me and hugged me (thankfully after deactivating the death claw jutsu). "Kouki! I missed you, 'ttebayo!"

I licked my lips. "It was only a day, Naru-chan. I was literally only gone for a day." I thought about what that could mean for a second. "Please tell me nobody was bullying you again."

He released me and put his hands behind his head. "Nah, it was just boring. Why are you back so soon?"

"Well it turns out that getting adopted by a rich guy has its perks." I smirked. "Wanna get rich people food for free and probably have a respected jonin and clan head yell at anyone who's rude to you?"

"I hope that that isn't all you think of me," Hiashi said from behind me, Hinata hiding behind him.

"Nyahahaha~!" I laughed. "Of course not! You're also free housing and jutsu lessons." He narrowed his eyes at me. "Fine. Also a wonderful father," I faux-reluctantly added. I then brought Naruto over to Hinata. "Naru-chan, this is Hina-chan. Hina-chan, Naru-chan," I introduced the two to each other. "I hope you make friends, you'll be seeing a lot of each other. Tsesesese~!" Yes I have a second, weirder weird laugh. Shut up.

"Whaddya mean?" he asked, looking a little suspicious.

"She's my new sister and you're literally my only friend," I said. "Now why don't we go get rich people food? I'm starting to get a little hungry."

"Rich people food, 'ttebayo!" Naruto yelled with glee. I smiled.

"R-rich people food..." Hinata muttered, which made me chuckle softly.

Hiashi just sighed. "Yes, rich people food. Please behave yourselves when we get there, though." With that, we left for the restaurant.

kukukuku~

I snickered as I looked at the boy sitting on my right. Naruto had a really confused look on his face and I really couldn't blame him. Didn't mean I wasn't internally howling with laughter, though. He looked at my new father and his wife, now sitting across the table from him at the restaurant. He then looked at my new uncle and his wife, sitting next to Hiashi and... apparently my mom's name was Hikari. By the way, for those of you who don't know what Hikari looks like due to her appearing in the Naruto anime literally once and only in a photo, she looks like an older Hinata but without the Byakugan. She gave Naruto a warm, kind smile, which was the only expression I'd ever seen on her face ever. Hizashi's wife, Hikaru, did the same. Hiashi and Hizashi were just barely containing their laughter, and even Neji, who I could see on my left even with Hinata between us, had a small grin. Naruto leaned over to me and whispered, "Kouki, I think your parents are ninja. They're using clones." With that, everyone but Naruto burst out into either laughter or small giggling (Neji was giggling and it was hilarious).

"We're not clones, Naruto-kun," Hikaru said. "I'm Kouki-kun's aunt." She gestured at Hikari. "My twin sister married Kouki's father. I, myself, married his twin brother."

Naruto furrowed his brow. "So you," he pointed at Hikaru," and you," he pointed at Hikari, "are twins, which is why you look so similar. And you married two people who are also twins and also identical."

"Yes, that's right, Naruto-kun," Hikaru warmly smiled at him.

"Neji-chan and Hina-chan might as well be brother and sister," I commented with a little laugh.

A waiter cleared his throat. "May I get you anything to drink?" he asked.

"A green tea for me and my wife," Hiashi and Hizashi immediately responded. They looked at each other for a second, then grinned.

"Tea for me as well," Neji told him.

"U-uh, can I have some apple juice, please," Hinata asked.

"Juice too," I said. The waiter nodded and started to leave.

"Hey, you didn't take my order, 'ttebayo!" Naruto yelled. The waiter scoffed and continued to walk away.

"Excuse me," Hiashi said as he stood up. "You forgot to get Naruto-kun's order.

"Why that riffraff is with you, I could never tell," he haughtily said. Hiashi glared at him. "Fine, fine. What do you want, boy?"

Naruto flinched a little, then said, "A-apple juice, please." I growled at the waiter, which sounded a bit deeper than I thought it would. For some reason, that made him flinch. He hurried off, apologizing.

Hizashi blinked. "Apparently your irises turn red when you get angry, Kouki-kun. That's... odd."

"Really?" I asked, then licked my lips creepily. "That is weird. Not bad, just... weird." As we were waiting for our drinks, we looked through the menu. "What am I allowed to get?" I asked.

"You can get anything you want," Hiashi told me. "Though I would advise ordering less than Hinata. Same for you, Naruto-kun."

"Why less than Hinata-chan?" Naruto asked. Just then, a waitress came up to our table with our drinks.

"We're so sorry about the previous waiter," she told us. "He was... uh..." She looked at Naruto. "He was... greatly affected by the death of his wife three years ago. Still, he should never have acted that way to any guest of yours. "

"If you wish to apologize, do it to Naruto-kun," Hiashi said.

"So sorry," she told Naruto, then gave him his drink. "After your meal, we will be giving you a free dessert, on the house." She gave the rest of us our drinks. "What would you like to eat?" she asked us. It was at that point that Naruto's question was answered. Hinata ordered three dishes of sushi for herself. which was a lot. Even the adults only had one.

After we had all finished ordering our sushi, I said, "See, Naru-chan? Father stood up for you and you got free food. Did I keep my promise or what?" Naruto chuckled a little. After a little while and some small talk and chopstick-using lessons for me and Naruto (I already knew, but it'd have looked suspicious if I said that seeing as Naruto didn't), our food arrived. I will say this: Konohagakure sushi is way better than Walgreen's sushi. When in my sushi-induced rapture, I was vaguely aware of Hiashi asking me if I liked it, and then my head lazily bobbing up and down. Also, while I might have just been hallucinating in my sushi haze, I thought I saw sparkles. Unfortunately, though, all good things must come to an end. In this case, that end was that when I started chewing on one of my pieces of sushi, I felt a burning feeling and awful taste on my tongue. I gagged as I felt myself start to feel a little like puking, then swallowed the sushi. I looked down at my plate and saw that the sushi that I'd eaten was right next to the wasabi. I glared at the wasabi.

Hikari chuckled. "That's wasabi, Kouki-kun. It's fine if you don't like it." She gave Hiashi an amused look, and he rolled his eyes.

"I gag on sushi with wasabi on it one time and I never live it down," he muttered, though he sounded more amused than annoyed.

"I don't like wasabi," I confirmed. Wasabi is horrible. Truly the worst thing. "It tastes weird." I noticed that my last piece of sushi was also touching wasabi. "Does anyone here who likes wasabi wanna trade with me?" I asked. Hinata immediately placed one of her sushi on my plate and took the tainted sushi with her chopsticks. I looked over to her plates and noticed that she was somehow almost done with her sushi. "Uhh-" I started to say.

"No, we don't know how Hinata-chan eats that much," Hiashi preempted, which made Hinata blush slightly. "All we know is that she somehow can without it being unhealthy."

I nodded. I remembered jokes in the anime about Hinata eating a LOT, so that made sense, I guess. "Okay..."

We continued to make small talk until the waitress came back. "Would any of you like dessert?" she asked. "Keep in mind that Uzumaki-san's dessert will be on the house."

Naruto looked at the dessert menu and immediately said, "Dorayaki," which was the first thing on the menu. I looked at Hiashi with my special Puppy Dog Eyes(TM).

"This is a celebration for your adoption and Hinata-chan's birthday," Hiashi told me. "Don't worry about it, you can get a dessert."

"Chocolate-strawberry crepe, please," I said.

"C-could I have the cinnamon bun?" Hinata asked. Cinnamon bun for the cinnamon bun. Got it. Hiashi nodded.

"If it is fine for me to get a dessert as well, then I would like to try the coffee jelly," Neji added stiffly. The waitress left with our orders.

Hiashi cleared his throat. "I'd like to say something. Hizashi and Neji-kun, I want to apologize to you two for the fact that the two of you have been given the Caged Bird Seal."

"But it was tradition," Hizashi said, "and we were children when I was given my seal."

"I was still the cause of you getting your seal. And as for Neji-kun, I allowed it. It has come to my attention recently that the Caged Bird Seal is an imperfect means of protecting our bloodline and causes more grief than it does peace. Because of that, I, as the head of the Hyuuga clan, would like to apologize to the two of you." He bowed his head. "I shall do my best to... make things better for the branch house in the future."

"Thank you, for that," Hizashi said. "I apologize for the attitude that I used to have towards you."

Hiashi shook his head. "It was perfectly understandable, there is no reason to apologize."

Naruto leaned over to me again. "So do you know what's going on here? Because I'm totally lost, 'ttebayo."

"Don't worry about it," I told him. "It's a Hyuuga thing."

"Your desserts are here," the waitress said as she arrived with... well... I really shouldn't have to say. She handed us our desserts. I inspected mine. A crepe with whipped cream, chocolate, and strawberries in it. It certainly looked and smelled delicious. I took a bite.

I really, really like sweets, especially chocolate.

"That... was beautiful," I said, on the verge of tears. I blinked, and my eyes felt really irritated. "Was I... crying?"

"How were you sparkling like that?" Neji asked, bewildered.

I thought about that for a second, then shrugged and made that "I don't know" noise. I took another bite of my crepe. It was freaking amazing. "This is probably the most delicious thing I've ever had."

"Mine's pretty good too," Hinata muttered.

"I'm glad you like it," Hikari said. "It's certainly nice to see you happy, considering where you were. How is yours, Naruto-chan?"

"It's great, 'ttebayo!" he exclaimed. "I haven't had dessert before, and this stuff is so good!"

I smiled slightly. "It's good to see you having fun, Naru-chan," I said.

kukukuku~

I stared at the grey-haired... teenager (I think he was a teen at that time?) before me. "Hatake Kakashi," I said.

"That's me, kid," he confirmed. "I owe your father one, so he told me to teach you some ninjutsu. He told me what you can do already, so don't worry about that."

I nodded. "What first?"

"Seeing as you can already do the tree-climbing and water-walking jutsu, I think I should teach you the academy three, then see where we go from there. The academy three are three jutsu taught in the academy, as you might be able to guess. First, the clone jutsu. It lets you create a construct made of your chakra that looks and acts exactly like you. While it can't use jutsu and is destroyed the moment it touches something, it's a lot more useful than people give it credit, given the fact that it can be used as a distraction. These are the hand seals needed to use it." He demonstrated. "And then you push out some chakra to create the clone."

There was a small pop and a second Kakashi appeared next to him.

"It should just come out naturally when you use the seals, but you need to get the amount down right or the clone will look off. Now you try." I licked my lips and shakily made the seals, sticking my tongue out slightly in concentration. I actually found it a little awkward to switch between the complex hand positions, but I was able to do it. I used what felt like an appropriate amount of chakra, but my clone ended up looking a little sick once the smoke cleared. Kakashi did that weird thing where you can tell he's smiling even though his mouth is covered. "That's actually really good for a first-timer. Your hand seals need some work, but that's nothing to be too worried about. Now, let's move on to the next jutsu."

I smiled slightly. I just used a proper, hand seal-using jutsu.

kukukuku~

It was the evening, after Kakashi finished teaching me the academy three and making sure I could use them decently. "The thing that he needs to work on the most is his hand seals," Kakashi told Hiashi. "His chakra reserves are very good for someone of his age and he has decent control. He might be ready to begin proper elemental training sometime within the next year if he gets his reserves up a bit more."

"Good. Thank you for this, Kakashi-san," Hiashi said.

"Don't mention it. Now, is there anything else I should teach him?"

"If you could see about get him started on genjutsu, too, that would be good."

I focused on something else, and my vision shifted. I saw the Council of the Five Kage, Danzō's death, Naruto's internal talk with Kushina (somehow), Naruto taking the Kyuubi's chakra, and parts of the Fourth Shinobi War, fading out around when Naruto fought the reanimated Nagato with zombie Itachi.

"So that's everything that writer me has seen since I got here," I muttered. I deactivated my eyes and then opened them, taking in the sight of my empty room once more. There wasn't much there yet, just the mirror that I'd used earlier, a bookshelf, a dresser, and my bed. The bed, which I was sitting on at the moment, was really comfortable, which was nice. The sheets and pillows were also really soft, which is why I was currently rubbing my face in them. There was an equally soft plush cat sitting right next to me, which I had only had to accidentally look at Hikari with Puppy Dog Eyes(TM) for about a second after seeing it in the shop before she caved and bought it for me.

I chuckled, then sat up. "It's kind of funny how I've already gotten rid of one of Kabuto's minions without even meaning to or knowing about, huh Fluffy-san?" Yes, I named the cat Fluffy-san. He was fluffy. Though he actually reminded me of Kyubey (from Madoka Magica, not Naruto's stomach). "Heck, I might have gotten rid of two, if that one guy was also one of the Edo Tensei zombies. Maybe I should start doing something about the rest... What do you think, Fluffy-san?"

I grabbed Fluffy-san's head and made it bob up and down while saying, "EAT THEIR SOULS!" so that it sounded like Fluffy-san said it. For some reason, my voice sounded really demonic when I did that, even to me.

"That's what you always say," I told him.

"Edo Tensei needs their souls, nya," Fluffy-san 'said.'

"True, but how am I going to eat their souls? I'm pretty sure those things give me indigestion."

"That sounds like a 'you' problem, nya."

I frowned at him. "You're kind of a jerk, Fluffy-san."

"That also sounds like a 'you' problem, nya."

I was actually really having fun with this. I fake-pouted. "Fiiiiine, I guess I'll just write down all the stuff I know and show it to Sarutobi..." I was about to get up to get the journal on my dresser that Hiashi had gotten me for my secret advisor duties, then stopped. "I've been meaning to do this... Hopefully I'm right about it." I placed my two index fingers together, then flowed a small amount of chakra through them. I bonded the two streams together, then pulled my fingers apart, making the chakra thin out until it was a barely-visible thread of chakra. I examined how it felt, then let it go. If tiny Sasori could do it, then I was confident tiny me could. I made a few attempts at it that didn't work quite right before finally recreating it without the weird pull-apart thing, plus it was basically invisible now. I licked my lips. "Sweet." I tested out my new puppetry powers on Fluffy-san. It took me a few tries to stick it in him, but I got it eventually and it was great.

"Didn't someone else do that first, nya?" I had him ask me.

"Yeah, but it's a power with so many uses and Suna just uses it for puppets. Puppets and literally nothing else. It's such a waste of a cool power and there are only two times that I know of that someone did something else with it that wasn't puppetry, and one of them used it to enhance her puppet-fighting! Now stop guilting me."

"You do realize that I'm literally just a puppet, right, nya?"

I gasped. "Oh no! I'm succumbing to Sunagakure Puppet Syndrome! I must use my new jutsu for something other than playing with killer dolls!" I shot chakra threads at the book, then reeled it in. "Yoink!" I said as I grabbed it.

"Why are you like this?" Neji asked me.

"NYAH!" I jumped so hard I almost fell off my bed. "Neji! How long have you been here?"

He rolled his eyes. "When you started trying to pick up your toy."

"My name is Fluffy-san, nya."

"What?"

"His name is Fluffy-san," I said as if he was the weird one. "Nya."

He gave me a bewildered look, before sighing and giving up. "You know what, nevermind. Hiashi-sama wanted me to check up on you."

I gave him a thumbs-up. "I'm fine, how about you?"

"I'm doing well. Thank you for asking. I'm going to go to bed now. Good night."

"Good night!"

kukukuku~

A/N: For those of you who are curious, the bumpy ear nub thing mentioned earlier is called a Darwin's tubercle.

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To Land On Your Feet - Chapter 06

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Summary: Aizawa Shouta had a good life. He was a happily married pro-hero teacher, had two cats that loved to make his life difficult, and soon, if things went well, he would have Shinsou Hitoshi as a son. Thanks to an unexpected attack by a man with the League of Villains, though, Shouta is turned into a cat. While he had a fondness for cats, that never meant he wanted to be one, especially when no one seems to recognize him and his friends and family are trying to find him when he’s right there.

He had been planning to find a way to change back, but instead he ends up following Shinsou Hitoshi to the foster home he lives in after hearing some worrying information from the teen himself. Shouta himself was guilty of venting his frustrations to cats, but hearing that Hitoshi would be locked outside in the cold if he was late getting home was just another clue among countless that something was wrong. He has to get back to normal, but he’d be a poor hero and a shit father-to-be if he didn’t follow the kid and make sure he was okay.

Besides, quirks like this usually had a time limit. Right?

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                                           Chapter Six

Soft, warm rays of golden morning sunlight fell across him just right to start warming Shouta’s skin without landing on his face and rudely awakening him. The blankets must have been kicked off sometime in the night, Shouta not too worried about it as he stretched out his body, fingers curling through the air like a cat’s might; something Hizashi routinely teased him about.

Hizashi himself was no doubt already up and making coffee for them both, humming to himself loudly and offkey where he probably hadn’t even bothered to put in his hearing aids, yet. The mental image of a moment he had seen thousands of mornings before had Shouta finally finding the strength to crack his eyes open.

When the blurring of the world didn’t fully clear up even after blinking, Shouta felt a mild spike of panic work its way through him before everything came back with startling clarity.

Instead of being at home and waking up with his husband and their cats, Shouta was a cat and was in the room of Shinsou Hitoshi.

‘So much for it all being a dream, huh, kid?’ Shouta looked down to Hitoshi, the teen curled up in a small ball and hiding as much as possible from the world at large. Shouta stepped over him carefully before sitting down on his other side in the perfect position to block the rising sun out of the kid’s face for a while longer.

Staring down at Hitoshi’s troubled expression, even in sleep, Shouta decided that he needed to tell Hitoshi that his new cat friend was actually him. The kid wasn’t just stressed out of his mind about all of this, but Shouta needed him to know that he wasn’t going to be staying in this home much longer. He needed Hitoshi to know that Shouta was in his corner and was going to get him out as soon as possible.

It would no doubt be embarrassing considering the last day and how affectionate Hitoshi had been to him, but they would both get over it soon enough; either that or just repress it entirely. Besides, it was better than keeping it secret and then having Hitoshi find out much later at a horrible time. Shouta would like to avoid that cliché, if possible.

‘You get to sleep for one more hour, kid, and then we have stuff to do, got it?’ Shouta gently tapped his paw against Hitoshi’s cheek, wishing he could laugh as the teen’s expression scrunched up into a little pout before he was curling up under his blanket even more. It was cute. ‘Don’t worry. You’ll be out of here soon, Hitoshi.’

After drifting off himself for a while, Shouta woke Hitoshi up by jumping on top of him much like his cats did to him. Hitoshi’s reaction of a startled grunt and gasp combo as he flailed for a moment was amusing, so Shouta could at least see why they did it. He felt a touch bad when Hitoshi only woke up dutifully before digging him up some actual food, a bowl of water, and opening the window for him.

After their breakfasts, though, Shouta set himself to work, trying to figure out the best way to go about letting Hitoshi know. If nothing else, he supposed he should at least start simple.

Jumping up onto Hitoshi’s desk, Shouta started pushing his way through the pile of papers, ignoring Hitoshi’s quiet, “What are you doing, kitty?”

‘Doing our best to not embarrass us both,’ Shouta grumbled, finally seeing what he wanted. Grabbing the packet of papers with his teeth, Shouta hopped down and dragged the work over to Hitoshi, setting it down and placing his paw right above the place that gave the instructor’s name. Considering the work was for Hero Ethics, that meant it was Shouta’s name on the paper.

“Whoa, hey, if you wanted to play then there’s no need to tear up my homework.” Hitoshi picked the papers up and gave him a stern frown, Shouta not even bothering to acknowledge it.

He supposed that having Hitoshi guess right at the first attempt would be a little too easy. Maybe if he tried something else…

Ready to try again, Shouta froze at seeing something small and quick pass his field of vision. He pounced on it before he fully knew what it was, claws sinking in and unfamiliar growl in the back of his throat before he paused at seeing it was a soft toy attached to a long piece of string. Following the string with his eyes, he looked up to see a beaming Hitoshi.

“So you do know how to play!” Oh. Hitoshi was trying to play with him, which was made clear as he wiggled the string, the toy moving by result. Shouta let it go, sitting back for a moment.

‘Kid, I’m not sure which one of us is going to be more embarrassed once this is all over.’ The constant movement of the toy had Shouta pouncing against just to stop it, Hitoshi giving a bright laugh. His expression was already so different from that broken one of last night.

Hitoshi wiggled the toy free and started dangling it again, cooing a quiet, “Come on, kitty, you can do it.”

It was insulting on multiple levels, but maybe Shouta could use this as a chance to test his new reflexes. ‘Just to be clear, kid, I’m doing this because I pity you.’ He had a feeling that neither Hizashi nor Hitoshi would believe that.

After a while of playing and then an hour of resting while Hitoshi went off to do the bulk of his chores, Shouta tried more attempts to let Hitoshi know who he really was.

Since the papers didn’t work, he went digging through the room again, pleased when he found a gray scarf. Wrapping it around his neck as best he could had only earned him a laugh and his picture taken.

Pushing open the closet door and trying to point out the Eraserhead poster had him banned from the closet and Hitoshi trying to play with him again to ‘get rid of some of his energy.’

Attempting to pick up a pen and write with it had also failed, seeing as his paws didn’t have enough flexibility for what he wanted. He attempted writing with his mouth, but the positioning was all wrong and, on top of that, Hitoshi had taken his pen back.

Starting to get desperate, Shouta had waited until he had eye contact with Hitoshi to start blinking in Morse code, settling for a short and simple SOS. Instead of shock and worry as he had hoped for, Hitoshi instead scrunched up his nose, muttering, “I only know what it means when a cat slow blinks once, but what are you doing right now?”

‘You’re starting to kill me here, kid.’ Shouta would need to make sure to teach a course in Morse code, common sign language words, and hand signals once he got back. Voiceless communication was a key part of being a pro, after all, considering some of the situations a hero often found themselves in. ‘You’re supposed to be my one smart student, Hitoshi.’ Still, Shouta found it within him to give one long and slow blink much like he often did to Hizashi some days.

“Aw! I really love you, too!” Shouta had arms wrapped around him and a face full of fluffy purple hair, trying to figure out what had just happened as Hitoshi hugged him tightly.

‘Oi, oi, kid, you do know slow blinks mean trust, right?’ Shouta didn’t bother putting up a fight, only sighing and letting himself relax. It wasn’t like Hitoshi was wrong in his assumptions, really.

After exhausting a few more other attempts, including knocking things off Hitoshi’s desk that started with the first letters of his last name, Shouta finally collapsed on Hitoshi’s bed, letting the teen play with his paws as he rambled to him about anything and everything that crossed his mind. He would have tried to take his paws back, but he was both too tired and could still remember Hitoshi’s little, “I’m not angry, just disappointed.” when he had thrown an eraser off the desk with a little too much force earlier.

‘At least I know you won’t give in to our cats, I guess.’ Shouta had wasted almost the entire day and had nothing to show for it. He supposed Hitoshi didn’t strictly need to know, but it would have made things easier.

“...and I think Aizawa-sensei looked proud of me at the end, but it’s hard to tell with him, sometimes. I think if anything he was probably just happy to see that all of the time he’s wasted on me actually led to something. Besides, Kaminari was fine once he woke up, so that probably helped.”

Hitoshi had been talking about Class 1-A and ‘Aizawa-sensei’ for almost half an hour, now, but Shouta noticed just how much the kid seemed to casually put himself down over something. He knew it was bad, but he had no idea it had reached this level. Just how much of himself did he normally hide? ‘You have to know I’m proud of you by now, don’t you?’

Hitoshi had always been a quiet person, but there was a difference between a natural silence and that of being trained to be silent. After last night, Shouta had an idea of where Hitoshi’s silence had stemmed from.

“Oh, but you know, Yamada-sensei is pretty amazing, too.” Well, that was something they could agree on, at least. “Aizawa-sensei has been the one training me and risking everything for me, but Yamada-sensei… I don’t know. He helps with my training, sometimes, but he usually brings snacks and water and makes sure I’m eating and sleeping okay. He acts like he cares.”

‘That’s because he does. All he can talk about these days is how much he’s looking forward to spending time with you and how excited he is that you might be willing to come live with us.’ Shouta was much the same, of course. That had no doubt been what Hizashi had wanted that missed dinner to be about. It would have been the perfect time to broach the topic with Hitoshi and ask him if he thought about having a different foster home.

“You know that they’re actually married, those two?” Hitoshi squeezed at his still captured paws, seemingly distracted for a moment by the claws. Shouta could understand why his own cats escaped or nipped at him when he did this, but he could put up with a bit of discomfort for Hitoshi’s own comfort. It didn’t hurt, after all, it just felt… weird. “They’re complete opposites, but I guess there’s that whole saying about opposites attracting. It makes a lot more sense, though, when you realize Aizawa-sensei has a sense of humor.”

‘Oi, what’s that supposed to mean?’ Shouta wished he could at least meow or hiss to show his displeasure at that statement, but all noises he made came out loud so far, and the last thing Shouta wanted to do was risk getting Hitoshi in trouble. ‘Trouble magnet and having no fear for insulting your teachers. You’ll fit right in with my class.”

“Yamada-sensei is actually amazing, you know. A lot of people in my class call him a loudmouth, but I usually manage to trip them or kick their chair or something because he’s great and also crazy smart? Did you know he offered to teach me JSL one time?” Oh, this story. Shouta had heard it a dozen times from Hizashi but hearing it from Hitoshi was a new one.

“I went to the teacher lounge one time to find my own English teacher; Yamada-sensei doesn’t teach mine. He only teaches the hero kids, but, um, my teacher wasn’t there, so Yamada-sensei offered to help me with what I was struggling with since he knew me from Aizawa-sensei’s training with me. I wasn’t really struggling with my homework, though, I was sort of having trouble with this English book I was reading. Mic-sensei walked me through it and then we ended up talking about English and other languages and he almost seemed impressed with me.”

‘He was. He came home that day and wouldn’t shut up about this clever General Education student who was leagues ahead of everybody else. He’s excited to work with you and teach you.’ Shouta flexed his paws, thinking on how he had never wanted to talk more than he wanted to in the last couple of days. Now, especially, when Hitoshi was talking to him and confessing his fears.

As soon as this mess was over, Shouta promised himself that he was going to tell Hitoshi everything he needed to hear to put most, maybe not all, but most, of his worries to rest. ‘You’ve spent so many months with us, and you still always put yourself down. Don’t you know by now that you’ll never be a waste of space?’

“You know, it’s nice to actually have someone to talk to instead of just talking to empty air.” Hitoshi reached over and dragged Shouta into his lap, Shouta not bothering to fight against. He was mildly impressed, if anything, that Hitoshi had managed to pull so much weight considering Shouta, even as a cat, did not seem light.

“I’m not allowed to talk in the house unless I’m in my room- Well, actually, I’m not supposed to talk at all when I’m in the house, but it’s usually okay as long as they don’t hear me.” Hitoshi laughed, scratching at Shouta’s ruff and not seeming to realize that Shouta was having a crisis because Hitoshi wasn’t allowed to what?

He was almost certain he was growling before becoming mildly distracted by Hitoshi scratching at his back. That didn’t stop him from feeling like a useless everything, though. Hitoshi had been training him with for months, and yet Shouta had never dared to think things were this bad. He had failed on all levels; as a teacher, as a pro hero, as a father.

‘I’m going to get you out of here if it’s the last thing I do, Hitoshi. I promise that I’ll get you out of this house.’ That explained the ‘conversation’ between Hitoshi and his current foster father, as well, Shouta supposed. Hitoshi had been silent because he wasn’t allowed to be otherwise.

“Thanks for the sentiment,” Hitoshi laughed, rubbing at Shouta’s cheeks, now. “You’re pretty familiar, you know, but I know I’ve never seen a cat your size before. Maybe we met when you were a kitten? There’s no need to growl, though, okay? I may not be allowed to talk, but that’s fine. I’ve never been allowed to talk in any of my other foster homes, really. Not even my schools wanted to risk it, although U.A. is proving to be an anomaly so far. I still don’t want to risk talking too much, though, you know?”

Hitoshi had on a bitter expression, fingers digging into Shouta’s fur as if he was trying to ground himself. “That’s why I talk to cats like you so much. I can’t brainwash a cat, right?” Oh, Hitoshi. “It’s just better if I don’t talk. My quirk can hurt too many people, if I let it.”

Shouta felt his heart stop, eyes wide as he stared up at Hitoshi because… that wasn’t Hitoshi’s voice he was fully hearing. There was another voice layered over top; a voice that spoke those words fifteen years ago.

“Why I’m so quiet? Oh, well, it’s just better if I don’t talk too much, you know? My quirk is dangerous, Aizawa-kun. It can hurt way too many people, if I let it.”

“Speaking of quirks that could hurt people, though, you’re lucky you don’t have to go to my school! I mean, what were they thinking throwing a bunch of teenage hero hopefuls into the same class and school. I swear I saw half of Class 1-A running and jumping around on rooftops as ‘training-’ Hey, you think Aizawa-sensei would let me do that for a training session? It actually looked like fun.”

Shouta stared up at Hitoshi as the boy jabbered on, hands waving about as he told story after story. Here, in this little tucked away corner of a room that looked far too clean and far too empty, he looked more like a teenager than Shouta had ever seen. His eyes were bright, his words kept getting interrupted by his own laughter, and he had a small smile that turned into something bright and beaming at the right stories.

Ever since Shouta had taken on Hitoshi as a student he had heard comment after comment about how Hitoshi resembled him enough to be his own child. Considering the dark hair and eyes, the blank, dour expression, and the bags that forever seemed attached under his eyes, Shouta had never managed a strong defense. Now, though…

Hitoshi had his hair gelled up and back, his eyes were bright in excitement in the middle of a story he was telling, his hands were flying about through the air to help him convey his excitement, and his smile was getting wide and toothy as he burst into laughter at something he had said himself. The kid was an excitable chatterbox and looked to enjoy talking to someone - anyone - more than anything else.

Shouta stared at Hitoshi and he didn’t see himself. Instead, the only one he could see was Hizashi. Shouta knew, in that moment, that if he were human he would be tearing up, dry eye be damned. Hitoshi was so much like them that it hurt.

Hitoshi looked exactly like Hizashi did when he was in the middle of a story he was enjoying telling and the similarities were so striking it felt like the breath was knocked out of him every time he looked at him. Shouta wondered if this was what Hizashi felt like when he saw Hitoshi acting like Shouta.

He acted so much like their child, but Shouta… Shouta had never really thought about having children. Between his own fucked up childhood, his choice to become a pro hero, and his and Hizashi’s crazy work hours, he had never even thought it would be possible for them to have children. There was too much risk and endangering a child had never seemed worth that risk. Then Hitoshi had walked into their lives.

‘Hizashi would mock me for getting this sentimental,’ Shouta grumbled to himself, ears twitching as he realized it was quiet. Looking up, he saw Hitoshi was staring down at him with a thoughtful expression. ‘What?’

“You know, you don’t have a name, yet, do you?” Well, technically he did, but he supposed Hitoshi wasn’t going to be figuring that out for himself anytime soon. “And with the way you keep glaring at me, I don’t think you like being called kitty.”

‘Not by you, kid.’ Shouta stretched out before sitting up, looking Hitoshi in the eye and trying to see if the kid had the ability to read minds as well as brainwash. ‘I’m your missing teacher, Aizawa Shouta, and if you give me a horrible name then I will make our next training session hell for you.’

Hitoshi didn’t even flinch, so Shouta assumed that didn’t work. He did start mumbling to himself, though. “Let’s see, you need a name that’s easy and quick to say and won’t be too suspicious if someone in the house overheard me saying it. It has to be a good name, though! Hm. Something for a cat that’s strong, can strike terror into the heart of his enemies, and is good for a protector.”

‘Hitoshi. Our cats at home are named Jelly and Snowball. You really don’t need to put in this much thought to name a cat.’ Shouta was amused despite himself, though, patient as Hitoshi rubbed at Shouta’s cheek for a moment before grinning.

“Alright, I got it. The perfect name!” Hitoshi was beaming and looking far too excited and Shouta did his best to promise himself that he wouldn’t mock whatever name Hitoshi gave him too much. “I’ll call you… Eraser!”

Shouta felt his tail lash through the air as he stared up at the excited, almost breathless expression. The only thing on his mind was a sharp, incredulous, ‘Are you fucking kidding me?’

His strangled screech of a ‘meow’ only had Hitoshi laughing and starting to chatter away again, the expression unrepentant and an exact copy of Hizashi’s when he had suggested naming one of their cats Present Meow

‘You’re going to be the end of me, kid.’ At least Hitoshi was smiling.