#anyway got a big craving for first class family but they’re all actually children and cherik are their parents 💔

[wishchip106]

baby’s first flight 🥰🥰

look how proud his parents are

they love their baby 😔😔 too bad cherik got a divorce and Sean was killed off in the next movie

[animeomegas]

(infertile alpha request) oh, sorry! Preferably Naruto, Death Note or Obey me

(Thank you so much for clarifying! I’ve done Naruto and Death Note 💓 Enjoy!)

Naruto – He is a bit sad when he hears the news. He definitely wanted to adopt at least one child, so he’s not sad about never having children, because he knows he still can easily, but he was kinda really looking forward to being pregnant. He wanted to know what it was like, all the things he’d seen other couples go through (ultrasounds, cravings, birth classes), and it’s a little startling to have that dream suddenly ripped away from him. He’s not comfortable with any other conception methods, so he adopts all his children. But, when he’s cuddled up with his three adopted children, he can’t believe he was ever upset about not having biological children, and the thought that having biological children would have stopped him adopting all of his current children makes him feel sick because he can’t imagine a life without all his precious pups. Where would they be if he didn’t adopt them? Naruto decides that it was better this way, in the end.

Sasuke canon – Sasuke is very conflicted, at first. He had been clinging onto this dream of reviving his clan since he was a child, but now the only person he could ever tolerate having sex with can’t give him that… He’s not getting a donor, no way. There are no orphans from his clan to adopt. He honestly doesn’t know what to do, there seems to be no good answer. In the end, I think he would decide to just never use birth control and see what happens. The chances may be extremely slim, but he’s not comfortable with any other conception method, so it’s this or nothing. It might actually be quite a good experience for Sasuke in the end, because he is finally forced to examine some of the goals he clung to as a child to keep himself from breaking down and see if they are something he ever actually wanted. He might think about what life would have been like with his own pup occasionally, but he’s never been as happy as he is with his alpha and that is more than good enough for him (but not good enough for the council who harass him about having as many children as possible, constantly.)

Sasuke non-massacre AU – He doesn’t think it’s a big deal tbh. He got himself sterilised while he was in his early twenties because he didn’t want to deal with the possibility of getting pregnant, and he had to fight his clan for it! So, he’s glad that you won’t have to do that same, but it’s easier for alphas anyway. If you’re in a relationship with him, then you obviously don’t want pups, so he doesn’t think much about it. He’s like “Oh, okay,” then ends the discussion.

Shikamaru – This might be a problem… His child will be the next clan leader and they have to be of his blood, as is clan tradition. He would probably have to go for a donor to get pregnant, probably some distant clan member he’s never met before, but he feels really weird about it. He doesn’t like it, but he bites his tongue for once and gets on with it. He keeps it a secret from most people. The other biological parent is a clan member, so he just lets people believe that Shikamaru’s Nara genes were super strong, and that’s why there’s none of his alpha in their pup. I don’t think he would ever tell his pup that they weren’t biologically the child of both of their parents, he doesn’t think it matters and he doesn’t want to cause drama or have to involve the other bio parent if his pup asks after them. It’s better left as a family secret.

Shino – His situation is similar to Shikamaru’s. His child will be the next clan leader and in order to have a kikaichu and be trained like his clanmates, they have to be biologically an Aburame. Shino is also not comfortable with other conception methods, but mainly because he’s terrified of his alpha rejecting the pup if they aren’t theirs or reacting badly if Shino is pregnant with someone else. Some alphas have a hard time with those instincts and can’t accept non-biological pups or get violent when their mate is carrying someone else’s offspring. Shino is pretty scared. He also is so humiliated during the invasive insemination procedure. In the end, he had nothing to worry about, as his alpha was the perfect parent to their pup, but for about a year, Shino is constantly stressed that everything is going to change suddenly, and his mate will snap and leave them or something. It’s a tough time for him.

Neji – He’s actually quite relieved. It makes him feel a lot less guilty for his own fertility problems. If you’re both sterile, he’s sad that you’re both lacking something you want, but it makes dealing with his own problems easier. There are many orphans in the clan, so you both adopt from that pool, and Neji couldn’t be happier and prouder of his children.

Kakashi – Thank fuck for that. He got sterilised when he was in ANBU, just in case he had any missions that involved seduction. Kakashi might make a joke about how you’re lucky that you got to avoid the hospital and still be sterile. He wishes lol. Anything that helps him remain childless is good in his book.

Iruka – He makes sure his mate isn’t upset, but Iruka himself is totally fine. He wouldn’t mind not having children at all, and if they both decided to have children, Iruka would want to adopt anyway. He thinks it makes so much more sense to adopt when there are so many pups who need loving homes. He does get a little sad if his mate is sad though, but only out of empathy, not because he himself is sad.

Itachi canon – It is very helpful for him. While Itachi has issues with his heat and his health, he doesn’t have many problems getting pregnant, he just can't carry to term. And birth control is hard as a missing nin, so he’s very glad that he doesn’t have to worry about it. (Miscarriages are not fun, and with a fertile mate he would certainly have suffered through a few). It’s better for him this way, his circumstances prevent him from having children anyway.

Itachi non-massacre AU – He’s devastated. He doesn’t blame his alpha at all, but he’s very upset. His clan will never let him adopt, if they're losing one of their best shinobi to stay at home and raise children, those children better be the new top shinobi, so they have to be his biological children. He using artificial insemination, and he uses the sperm of another Uchiha (one that he's not directly related to). The clan elders are overjoyed that Itachi's pups will be 100% Uchiha blood rather than mixed. But Itachi is very, very firm about making legal protections for his mate as their pups' parent. He doesn't want his clan to pull anything to try and exclude his alpha or claim that his mate doesn't have authority over their own child. He's very firm about those conditions.

Sai – Huh, well, he hadn’t given pups much thought tbh. He’s totally okay with not having children, he genuinely doesn’t care that much. He likes it just being his alpha and him, so why change it?

Gaara – He’s another one who is completely devastated when he hears the news, but he is very stoic about it on the outside because he wants to be a good support for his alpha who might be struggling. He really mourns being able to carry his alpha’s pups. He doesn’t want to adopt because he really wants to carry a pup and breastfeed and everything, but he’s also worried about his alpha feeling betrayed or excluded if he goes for a sperm donor. He’s desperate for his own children, two at least, so he wants to use a sperm donor.

...

L – He nods and files it away in his brain with all the other information about his beloved, but he doesn’t file it as important. You have already agreed to not have children, so it doesn’t matter either way.

Light – Hmm, this is a problem for his plan. He needs someone to take over the perfect world he’s creating, and he was planning on it being the biological child of him and his mate. Well, it needs to be his child, but it doesn’t matter too much if it’s also his alpha’s biological child. Light isn’t comfortable with artificial insemination, but he’s down for seducing one of his fangirls/fanboys and using them. He wouldn’t tell them that the pup is theirs though because he doesn’t want to be tied down to someone he can’t stand. If they got too suspicious that his pup was theirs, they might find themselves the victims of a mysterious death.

Matsuda – He’s distraught for you and himself. He’s a very traditional person who wants traditional things, a couple of kids, a nice house, a dog, that kind of thing. He would want to try every possible method to conceive naturally, but after two years going back and forth between various fertility clinics, it’s clear that he’s not going to get what he wants. Matsuda goes back and forth between various other methods but eventually decides to adopt an infant. He never really stops hoping that he’ll magically become pregnant, but that doesn’t mean he loves his child any less, because he absolutely dotes on them.

[exquisitley-obsessed]

The Dinosaur and the Vampire Part Two (carlisle cullen x reader)

Request: hi can you do a one shot for Twilight where the reader is best friends with Bella and is there at the car crash in the first movie, they go to hospital and that’s where the reader meets Carlisle, really fluffy, thanks

Word Count: Long

Pairings: Carlisle Cullen x Reader

Warnings: nothing

A/N: This is part two of this request because it was so highly requested!! Thank you so much for the love and support!! I’m back re-reading the twilight series so if you have any requests just send them my way<3

MASTLERLIST

“I’ll see if we can sort this thing out.”

It was the last thing he had said to her with a small and yet reassuring smile before he turned and walked through those pale doors and apparently, y/n’s life. She hadn’t seen Dr Cullen since the day of the accident. Hell, she had barely seen his adopted children. Spring was warming into summer, the sun glittering down through the immense greenery and the Cullens were never around when it was sunny. 

Bella and Edward were getting closer with every passing day. He had taken over their morning ride together, stopping by in his silver Volvo to pick Bella up, every so often flashing a smile at y/n as she climbed into her own less flashy car. Edward was kind enough to leave Bella to y/n after school, considering they both finished with gym. It was precious time for the pair as they recounted their day and filled each other in on gossip, none of it proving to be that interesting. Well, apart from the budding romance between Bella and Edward.

Despite y/n’s secret complaints every time Bella disappeared from a study session or cancelled a trip to Port Angeles, she knew her prejudice came from no genuine malice toward Edward. After all, he was lovely. Since the day of the accident his attitude towards y/n had done a 180, before he had never so much as spared her a glance and now he smiled at her in the corridor, even sat next to her in English, the only class they shared together. He made little conversation, most of it was inquiring after Bella but it was nice to have made a new friend.

It just seemed unfair. They way he had spoken in the hospital made it seem as if something would happen, perhaps an apology gift or an invitation to their mansion up in the woods. Something. Edward’s cordial behaviour was pleasant but in no way satisfactory. Y/n wished in every spare moment to see the doctor again, and when she wasn’t wishing to see him she was imagining what it would be like to see him. Maybe he’d pick the Cullen’s up after school or maybe there would be some big event in town which everyone went to. It was a silly thought since the Cullens were rarely grouped with ‘everyone’. So her mind of drifted to the idea of herself being injured, dragged into hospital only to have his face, angelic and flushed in light hovering above her.

“Stupid.” She muttered under her breath, dismissing the thought instantly. Bella threw her a glance, “Forgot to carry the one.” Y/n lied as she smiled and looked back down at her barely touched maths homework. All this pining and obsessive thinking made her feel so little and insignificant. She felt like a student with a crush on their teacher, and in many ways she was. Every time his name or ivory face rolled into her mind a small voice in her head protested.

She hated that voice. It was the one that reminded her she was only a junior in high school. The one that mocked her, told her that he was an adult with a job, a medical job that must have demanded a couple of years of study pushing him into his late twenties. What doctor has time for a high school student with a crush. A crush that was so overt she couldn’t even talk to Bella about it. Bella who had quickly grown into becoming her best friend, Bella who was dating Carlisle’s adopted son, Bella who was currently packing her things into her bag with haste.

“Where are you going?” Y/n hated the small whine in her voice and tried to play it off with a smile. She wanted to be happy for Bella and Edward and deep down she was, they were just a reminder that she was getting nowhere with her own crush and, most likely, never would.

“I’m running up to Edward’s to pick up his Bio questions. I forgot about them and he offered to help.” She smiled, oblivious to y/n’s anguish.

They were camped out in Bella’s room, a strange sounding CD playing in the background as they finished off their schoolwork. It had become a bit of a ritual to spend time with each other doing insignificant things. Bella was nice like that, never desperate to go anywhere or really do anything, happy to stay inside. Plus Charlie liked having y/n in the house, he was always asking her questions about her parents, grateful Bella was able to make such a good friend so soon.

“M’kay.” Y/n followed in suit, shoving her unfinished problems into her bag. This was her cue to leave. “How is Edward by the way?”

“He’s...fine?” Bella smiled wryly through her lashes, “Why are you asking?”

“Oh, it’s just, you always fill me in on your gossip but never actually tell me how he is.” Y/n smiled back as they both padded down the stairs.

“He’s fine. I think. His family’s a bit nervous about us actually.”

“Oh.” Y/n tried to make her voice sound as inconspicuous as possible, hiding her feral craving for more information on the Cullens.

“Well...it’s mostly just Rosaline, you know the blonde one.”

“The gorgeous one.”

“They’re all gorgeous.” Bella sighed.

“You got that right.” Y/n muttered under her breath. Pale hair melting into pale skin - the human equivalent of snow.

“Anyways,” Bella sighed not hearing her, “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Yup!” Y/n called over her shoulder as she hopped the fence between their two houses, pulling the keys out of her pocket.

A loud engine revved distantly followed by the squealing of car tires as a silver blur flashed down the street before halting in front of them. Edward. He was out of the car quickly, a broad grin stretched across his cheeks. He was smiling at Bella, of course. Y/n was happy for them, smiling to herself as she pushed her keys into the door.

“Hey y/n!” His voice was both silken and broad.

“Hey!” Y/n spun around shooting him a grin, “How are you, I haven’t seen you for a while.” It was nice now that she was able to actually carry a conversation with him, that they weren’t just strangers.

“Yeah weather’s been nice, Carlisle took us up this trail in the mountains. It was beautiful.” Edward said his name so casually and yet the word stunned her for a minute. It had been so long since she had actually heard it said aloud.

“Oh,” She murmured, her breath somewhat stuck in her throat. His eyes were careful, assessing her despite his broad welcoming smile. “Well you owe me,” Y/n relaxed back into the conversation, “I’ve been taking over Bella runs to school.” His laugh was loud and rare.

“Hey!” Bella half-protested tucking a lock of hair behind her ear, “I didn’t realise I was such a burden to you guys.”

“Aw, it’s okay.” Y/n smiled, her keys feeling slippery in her fingers, “You make up for it with good conversation.” Y/n turned back to the door, mentally preparing for her night of microwaved meals and algebra.

“Y/n,” Edward’s voice surprisingly called out, “I’m running Bella up to mine for some biology questions but I wouldn’t mind if you came. I’ve got that first edition Hardy I was telling you about in English.”

The offer was most shocking to Bella who turned, utterly stunned, to gawk at her boyfriend. Y/n felt as though she had just been slapped as her heart lurched, sure her and Edward were chatty but the fact he was now inviting her to his house - the Cullens house. She did a quick mental calculation. On one hand she was invading Bella’s privacy with Edward but it was him who offered the invitation, on the other hand, well she might just see him. If it were anyone else y/n would have politely declined and been happy with soggy potatoes and Pythagoras, but she felt completely and utterly compelled to accept. The mere chance that he might be there in that house was enough for y/n to waltz her way into the back of Edward’s silver Volvo.

***

Edward drove like a maniac and somehow, that made sense. Y/n gripped the edge of her seat as she glanced out the window focusing on the never ending blur of blue and green. The conversation was casual and somewhat stilted but y/n couldn’t even try to care, her mind was already there in the Cullens house. She pictured popping into Edward’s room to grab the book and bumping into him, or the scenario where he was in the kitchen, or what about seeing him as he comes home from work, wearing the same pale shirt and tie.

Y/n hated how obsessive her mind was. But it genuinely felt as though she couldn’t help it, as though she had no control over her thoughts whatsoever. A small knot had twisted its way into existence in her gut and what was worse, they had already arrived.

“You guys can stay for a bit,” Edward got out the car heading into what can only be described as a mansion. “I’m pretty sure everyone’s out.” These seemed to ease something in Bella but had the opposite effect on y/n. Trying not to think about it y/n was quick behind Edward and Bella who had loosely interlocked their fingers as they walked in.

Taking her time, y/n absorbed what was probably the most beautiful house she had ever seen. Wood and glass flowing from wall to wall in eccentric shapes and patterns. Artwork y/n would never understand slung across the walls. A grand piano, smooth like silk displayed in the corner

“Oh, y/n.” Edward called her back to reality, “I’m pretty sure I left the book in the kitchen, I was going to bring it to you tomorrow.” Y/n was taken aback.

“Wow, thanks Edward. You really didn’t have to.”

“Don’t worry about it.” He smiled, “You’re free to get it, Kitchen’s just up the stairs and to the right.” Y/n smiled at him gratefully before heading up the stairs. Partly to leave Bella and Edward in peace, partly to admire the home interrupted. She took her time going to the kitchen, admiring the way the Cullens lived. Of course they lived somewhere like this.

Once in the kitchen, y/n spotted a worn copy of ‘Tess of the d’Urbervilles’ waiting for her. Picking it up she thumbed through the first few pages noticing small faded scribbles in pencil - it would be nice to have a look in Edward’s mind.

“Y/n.” 

All he said was her name and yet she knew in an instant who it was. Snapping the book shut and spinning around, there he was. His trousers were dark and tucked into them was a crisp shirt, white as skin and unbuttoned slightly, the sleeves rolled up to display his forearms. They looked like marble, pale and stony and completely solid. His silver hair was swept away from his face, his eyes a golden brown similar to Edward’s. “How did you...” he trailed off, his voice soft and distant, not a hint of anger.

“Sorry Carlisle,” Edward appeared out of thin air behind her. She took note of how he never called him ‘dad’. “I thought everyone was out. I brought y/n and Bella up to collect some things for school.” The two Cullen’s stared intensely at each other, something passing between them in that look.

“I’m sorry,” Y/n blurted after a moment, feeling as though she had intruded, “I’ve got what I came for,” She held up the book, “I can head back now.” She attempted a half-smile not meeting Carlisle’s eyes.

“It’s fine.” He said almost too quickly. His voice quiet, meditated. “You’re no bother to me.” The way he spoke, it was so elegant and unlike anyone in town. “I see you two are friends now after the accident.” Edward and y/n shared a glance.

“It was no big problem really.” Y/n felt herself melting into his presence, now more confident to steal looks at his unwavering eyes, fixed on her. “Just a scratch.”

“Still,” A smile had warmed into his stony cheeks, evidently comfortable himself as he busied himself with a folder already fanned out on the counter top, “Edward’s behaviour was unacceptable. He did apologise?” Carlisle leaned on his forearms, his smile widening.

“Yes...I did.” Edward groaned, y/n couldn’t help but giggle. He then turned to her, “You should’ve heard the verbal lashing I got when I came home.”

“Edward.” Carlisle warned, his smile dropping disapprovingly. Edward held y/n’s gaze for a moment before slowly reaching Carlisle's stare, again something seemed to pass between the two. “Did you say Bella was here?” Carlisle swiftly changed the topic.

“Yeah, I best go find her.” Edward added, the two easing the tension with expertise. “Before she falls down two flights of stairs and through a window or something.” He muttered.

“Wouldn’t put it past her.” Y/n agreed.

“Me neither.” Carlisle added distantly causing y/n to flash a smile at him. Edward bounded out of the room, distantly calling Bella’s name as he began his search. “Good book.” Carlisle commented.

“Yeah when Edward said I could borrow his first edition I was in shock to be honest.” Making conversation was disturbingly easy.

“You can take anything you want from our library, it’s full of first editions.” Carlisle said without thinking, “It’s sort of a...hobby. For us.” The way he said ‘us’ made y/n shiver, he knew that him and his family were exclusive, outsiders. Us and them, and y/n couldn’t figure out what side she was on.

“I have a feeling this one will take me a while but thanks. I’ll keep your offer in mind.” She smiled without thinking.

“It’s nice to see Edward’s making friends. We’ve been here a few years now and he’s only just branching out.”

“Well, ‘making friends’ is a bit of an overstatement,” She leaned back against the counter top, comfortable, “Technically me and Bella are the only two people he’s talked to outside of his own family. And I’m pretty sure he’s only putting up with me because I live next to Bella, that and your...verbal lashing.”

“It wasn’t that bad, honestly.” Carlisle chuckled to himself.

“Thank you though, nonetheless.” He eyed her carefully, his golden orbs flitting across her face and, unless she was mistaken, for a moment they glanced down her body.

“Your cut cleaned up perfectly.” He spoke into the silence, “No scarring at all.”

“I don’t think I would’ve minded a scar. At least it would be a conversation starter.” He laughed, it was softer than Edward’s, more rounded and from deep within his chest.

“Ah yes, then you could tell everyone about the time you walked into a car door.”

“Technically, I think the car door walked into me.” He laughed again and y/n’s chest swelled with pride. She was doing it, holding a conversation with him at ease. “It feels like ages ago now,” She pondered aloud, “And it’s really how Edward and Bella met. Funny that.”

“Yes.” He agreed, his eyes holding hers a second too long before he turned back to his paperwork. “Well,” He cleared his throat, “Best get back to business.” Almost like clockwork Edward and Bella appeared at the stairs, giggling to themselves about some inside joke.

“Yeah uh, I’ll see you around.” Y/n shot him a tentative smile. He didn’t say anything in response but his eyes were conveying an emotion she couldn’t quite comprehend. She already knew that look was going to stick with her.

“You ready to head back y/n?” Edward asked as he sidled into the kitchen. From behind him Bella shot y/n an apologetic look as if she were sorry for leaving her with Carlisle. How little she knew.

“Of course.” Y/n smiled at Edward.

“Okay, just head down to the car I’ll be down in a sec.” With one last smile at Carlisle y/n skipped a little to meet up with Bella before the pair headed downstairs. It wasn’t until they were far out the house and near the car that Bella started a conversation.

“Sorry for leaving you there.” She half-smiled.

“Don’t be.” Y/n tried not to smile too much.

“Carlisle’s lovely isn’t he?” The question caught y/n off-guard, it took her a minute to realise Bella was speaking of him as a fatherly-figure.

“Uh, yeah.” Y/n stammered, a pink flush spreading across her cheeks. Bella noticed and went to say something when she realised.

“Y/n, your book?”

“What?” Y/n was confused again before realising, looking down her lap was empty. Completely devoid of all 19th century classical text. “Shit, be back in a sec.”

And with that she was out, jumping up the house steps two at a time. When she was in the house though she slowed down again, afraid of the mere thought of falling and damaging anything within the house. As she moved through the house she became aware of somewhat raised voices.

“What game are you playing?” It was Carlisle’s voice, not angry, not anything. It was completely monotonous. It was wrong to eavesdrop but it felt like she was stuck between a rock and a hard place. On one hand it was rude to eavesdrop, on the other she was already stuck behind the corner of the kitchen and had no idea how to walk into the kitchen naturally, especially since the conversation had already begun and the Cullens would know that she must’ve heard some of it.

“I’m not doing anything.” Edward’s voice was soft as well. The pair arguing without arguing.

“What you’re doing is dangerous.”

“You’re so happy for me and Bella. Every time I enter a room all I can hear it you’re praise of approval. Why can’t you let yourself be happy.”

“Edward-”

“I’m being serious.”

“I don’t need this right now I’ve got paperwork.”

“If we were to live life your way you’d quite literally be doing paperwork for eternity.”

“The smell Edward. Even I have only so much restraint.” Whatever she was expecting to hear, it wasn’t that. Y/n was brutally offended. Surely, surely he wasn’t talking about her. Mortified, y/n tugged her shirt to her nose and inhaled deeply. It smelt like her mother’s washing detergent and y/n’s cheap perfume from Christmas. The statement had knocked her so off balance she wasn’t quite aware of Edward stalking in her direction. Hurriedly, she paced down three steps before walking up them as if it were the first time.

“Y/n.” Edward exclaimed loud enough for Carlisle to hear. Y/n looked at him, trying to mask whatever emotion she was feeling.

“Sorry. I forgot the book.” She smiled, hoping her eyes didn’t give her away. Edward said nothing, just disappeared and returned with the Hardy, gently passing it to her before leading her downstairs. Did he know she was listening?

The drive home was silent.

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[crushzone]

relationship hcs for akiteru 🥺🥺🥺

Hi yes yes YESSS! More love for Akiteru, here we go! 💕

Being in a Relationship with Akiteru Tsukishima 🥰

Let me start off by saying this: if you ever find yourself in a relationship with him, then congratulations, you have very great taste and a wonderful boyfriend. ��

How it all began:

You met Akiteru at your university. As someone who greatly values academic and genuinely enjoys going to classes, you always wake up a little earlier than you had to, just so you can get a head start. Little did you know that you’d run into the cutest fellow early bird on the first day of your second year.

As expected, the building is peaceful, so quiet, as the only sound are echos from your shoes. But to your surprise, you come across a silhouette of a tall male, sitting with his back to you, in front of the massive window that overlooks the empty university.

When your footsteps come to a stop, he turns to you, lowering the book that he’s holding on to his lap. “Are you here for World War 2 in Cinema?” He asks with a smile.

His smile widens when you respond with a nod, turning around to fully face you with an arm outstretched. “My name is Tsukishima Akiteru! But you can call me Akiteru.”

You walk up to him and shakes his warm hand, as you can’t help but be infected by his genuine smile and warm demeanor.

Also noting how calloused his palms are. Hmm, what could’ve caused that 🤔

From that day on, you two would come to class even earlier; from 10 minutes, to 15, even up to 20, just so you can chit chat.

He’d bring whatever he thought was cool to show you before class too. For instance, he’s gone thrift shopping with his other friends once, and came across a children dinosaur book. It made him very nostalgic as it reminded him of Kei, but he’s also way too excited to share it with you, so he bought it on the whim.

His friends totally gave him a weird look, but they’re like: ok, yea, Akiteru’s just being hella nerdy. The usual.

You would also bring cool things to share with him before class as well, and it makes him really happy when you do.

He’d come home everyday, since the day he’d met you, with a fuzzy feeling in his chest. So he likes to snuggle his side pillow with his warm cheeks squished to it with eyes closed, day dreaming about you.

In a way, you remind him a lot of younger Kei; when he’d have someone to share his interests and passion with. However, he’s well aware that you are not his brother and that his excitement to see you every morning is way too intense for it to be something that’s just platonic.

Is also a very observant person; if you’ve gotten a haircut, re-painted your nails, or is wearing something new, he will instantly compliment you on that. And the bizarre thing is that he’s not even trying to suck up to you, it’s actually how he felt and his eyes automatically notice new things about you, even if they may be subtle.

He’s usually the one asking a lot of questions; he wants to know more about you, where you’re from, your family, your passion, hobbies.

So you were pretty surprised when you found out he’s on Kaji Wild Dogs Volleyball team. You didn’t even know what a Wing Spiker or anything is because you were never really a big sports fan.

When you frankly told him that you do not know much about sports, but is still fruitlessly trying to come up with questions, just so he can talk about his passion some more, he just laugh, a wholesome grin on his cute freaking face. 😩

“It’s okay, Y/n-san, It means a lot to me that you’re trying to understand the sport that’s meant so much to me, but that doesn’t mean you have to force yourself to speak about it for my sake. I have other passions too, and I’d rather speak about what makes the both of us happy.”

Ughh, like how are you so observant!! It’s the big brother intuition, I tell ya. Since Kei barely communicates with him verbally, he’s gotten really good at observing micro-signs.

Which MEANSSS that this man KNOWSSSS you are into him and that he’s got a chance. Oh yea, he knows bby, and he may or may not have denied it for a day, before he’s like, nah dude, I like them too, so I’m going to go for it.

Your name keeps popping up in conversation with his friends, even without his awareness. BUT if there is ever a chance for him to promote you in a conversation, he will not hesitate, and totally go all out.

He is addicted to your smile, and he wants you to keep doing whatever makes you happy.

Will go out of his ways to support your hobbies; e.g. staying up late at night to brainstorm paper ideas with you, and he’s not even in the class your paper’s for.

Speaking of assignments, you guys are the POWER STUDY BUDDY. Like wow, you know those times when you meet up with your friends for a study sesh, but it turns into a distracting mess. No no, not with you two smarties.

There’s this mutual unspoken agreement, the moment he’s asked you to study with him at the library during mid-terms. You’ll be chit chatting about anything in the world on your way to the lib, but the moment you’ve found your work desk, you’re both completely silent as your eyes skim through the pages of your textbook, while his hands scribble like flaming wheels on his notebook.

The only time one of you would speak is when you’re hungry, and you want to stop by the library’s cafe. He will always ask you if you want anything, even if you already have your sandwich in front of you.

And even if you’ve said no, he’ll still buy something extra for you anyway, cuz he knows it’s going to be a late night at the library.

Knows your class schedule by memory, will always walk or offer to drive you home. And he’ll always make sure you actually enter your apartment before leaving.

On days when he cannot be there to drive you home because of practice, he can’t relax until you send him a photo of your cat at home or something haha.

He’s basically your main ride for almost anything, including groceries. He just enjoys spending time with you in general, it doesn’t have to be anything grand, just as long as you are with him, something as dreadful as waiting at the DMV no longer sounds as bad. 

There was never really a distinct moment of when your first date was, because your relationship started off with a very stable friendship of shared interests.

It’s likely that he’ll confess his feelings for you even before he’s officially asked you on a date, because you are so comfortable with each other’s presence. And you’re cool with that, you’ve always wanted a relationship with an S/O who’e like a best friend anyway.

When he confessed, he did it at least expected moments. It was when you were on your way back from grocery shopping together, you noticed a cheesy-looking Halloween shop, so you asked him if he’d be down. You didn’t even have to beg, he’s already turning his car around.

Can I also add that he’s a very smooth and calm driver?

You’ll be trying on the goofiest looking costume, and he cannot help but smile at how perfect you are to him. Then it slips.

You: Look at me, I’m a cat meow meow. Akiteru: *laughs* Wow, what an accurate imitation. You: I know right? I’m not as cute as my cat though. Akiteru: You are very cute to me. 😳

Wow okay, but was that like platonic cute, or romantic cute. You know? Sometimes, people are vague, what can I say. But not Akiteru.

Akiteru: and I meant it. I like you a lot, Y/n-san. He confesses, looking at you with a smile. Like how are you going to say no to that.

Earlier stages:

Congratulations, Akiteru is now your boyfriend. ✨

A lot of the things that had been mentioned above still remains: he’s still just as attentive and observant as he had been from the start.

He has a list on his phone, of all the things you would eye when you go window shopping, the food you crave when you are extra broke that month, and the different things that make you smile so widely, he could’ve sworn your cheeks were about to explode.

He may not be the richest person in the world, but he will go out of his way to bring your cravings/wishes to fruition. For instance, you were craving some vegetarian Ethiopian food, but it was way too pricy for you to splurge, and you can’t decide on just one. Akiteru will go out of his ways to gather all ingredients, and cook everything from scratch, just so you can experience it as identically to the original thing you had craved for.

You also like to cook together a lot, and he’s pretty great in the kitchen. Loves chopping things for you, especially onions, because he hates the way it makes you tear up. 🥺

Calls you pet names that are inspired by all the children books and anime he’d read and watch with Kei, such as “Olive Baby (Olive Oyl from Popeye the Sailor), Dokin-chan~ (From Go! Anpanman), and Lil Tweety (Warner Bros.) ”

He will just text you with “Cuddle Bug? 🐞” and that’s just code for “I want you to spoil me with cuddles right now.”

It’ll usually happen randomly, but you’ve been noticing him doing that a lot after you’ve had a long day at work or after studying. You often wonder if Cuddle Bug was actually meant to be for him, or if it’s because you looked like you needed one. Regardless, you are grateful.

You can never say no to his cuddle requests because he gives some of the best ones you’ve ever experienced.

His favorite cuddle position is when you are laying on his chest, as he bring both arms to wrap around your shoulders, tucking his nose to your hair as he ingrains the memory of your scent to his mind. The feeling of your warm hand on the dip of his broad chest, makes his heart beat a little faster, as he relishes in your presence.

But on days when you know he needs Cuddle Bug most, are when he’d return to university housing after his visit home.

On those days, he will be the one to lay on your nape, face down, as his long arms wrap around your waist, and underneath the curve of your back. Automatically, your fingers find its way to his honey hued hair, running it through his soft strands, massaging his scalp, as you occasionally brush his temple with your thumb.

You could’ve sworn he purrs like a cat whenever you do.

When you ask him how his visit home went, he always assures that it went well, but you wonder if that was the entire truth.

He always seems a little silent after his visits, not being as playful about his teasings, and his smiles being a little less energetic than what you’re used to. 

You were so concerned, you even asked some of his volleyball friends, and all they know was that Akiteru’s brother gives him a hard time, sometimes.

Strange, because Akiteru had only ever said great things about his brother to you: how Kei is a regular player in the team, and that he is killing the game at his blocks. Whenever he talks about his younger brother, his eyes sparkle and his voice booms proudly.

Knowing him, you decide to leave it at that, and not pry further into it. If he wants to tell you, he’ll tell you himself.

He’ll include you in all of his social events, as long as he’s allowed to, and likes to bring you with him whenever his friends want to hangout.

You felt a little bad, because you didn’t want to take away his guy time, but his friends genuinely enjoy your company. They even ask him how you’re doing sometimes, and for him to say hi for them.

Long term:

Okay, so when I say long term, I mean that it’s past the honeymoon phase.

At this point, you guys know each other so well, like it’s the back of your hands.

You also live together now, in a two bedroom apartment, where you turned one of the bedrooms into both your study rooms.

A very adventurous couple: would go hiking and camping all the time. But he’s also kind of a big introvert, so he’s totally down for chill movie nights at home.

And when you watch movies at home, you both SPRAWL out ALLLL over the couch, doesn’t even matter if you are short or tall, you both will take up every inch of the couch.

He’ll occasionally surprise you with some spontaneous dinner dates at home too, because he knows how badly you wish your cat could join you for all the dates you’ve gone to.

On those spontaneous dinner dates, you’ll come home and he’ll greet you in some nice button ups, 3 buttons undone, black trousers, and black dress shoes. When he draws you in a hug, you can smell the faintest cologne on his neck: a mix of caramel, and something subtly spicy but refreshing.

You also understand volleyball a little better now, and is always there to cheer for him to the fullest extent of your lungs, jumping up and down in excitement every time he score.

Whenever he’s feeling a little too exhausted than he intends to, all he needs is to look over at you, and just like that, he’s instantly recharged as he jumps up and down to your wave with a peace sign.

Is also not a clingy boyfriend at all, he trusts and respects you, and you are both very independent with your own set of interests. He’s totally fine not seeing you ALL the time during the day, but you ALWAYS make dinner together a thing (or if not, at least you’ll spend one of your meals together.)

He may not be the best at communication, such as when something’s bothering him, but that is just his way of protecting you of his burden.

And being around Mr.Perceptive, had taught you to be one as well. You pick up on subtle micro-signs, such as when he would count the grains of his rice with chopsticks, before pulling one grain to his lips at a time. You KNOW something bothersome is plaguing his mind when he plays with food.

He opens up to you about his past mistakes and the reason why Kei no longer talks to him very much. He’s very bothered by the way his little brother holes up in his own room when he visits, it makes him feel like a phantom, a walking failure that just occupies his parent’s home.

And every time his facade shatters, you instantly pull him into a hug, just the same way he’s always liked, his long limbs on top of yours, with your digits entangled in his hair.

You got him to work on his communication, clearly expressing the importance of it to you. And though he struggles sometimes, he’s still doing his best to improve.

Is a very clean person, kind of obsessed with keeping the kitchen clean; he cannot enjoy dinner until everything is in place.

Not that uptight about it though, there will be days when he lets it slip. But then he’ll be right back at it, after you’ve gone upstairs to prepare for bed: quickly washing the dishes and wiping everything down.

If that is not some husband energy then I do not know what is. 😩🥰

You jokingly told him how sexy he is, whenever he does home chores, and it’s now become an inside joke. Every time one of you wipes down the counter or puts the dishes away, you’ll turn to each other and wiggle your brows suggestively, before bursting into laughters.

At this point, if you were never good at teasing, you bet you’ve improved significantly just from dating him.

You’ll really worry when Akiteru gets home late from practice, so sometimes, you’ll stop by with his dinner to find that he is alone in the gym, just practicing his spikes.

When that happens, he’ll sit outside to eat with you, stargazing. Then he’ll return to the gym to lock it up,

But on days, when you’d stop by to say hi at the gym, in the morning, his team would great you very warmly. They’re pretty much your family now, and you like to host them at your apartment for potlucks.

Now, every time Akiteru visits home, he’ll bring you with him.

His mother LOVES you, she finds you to be one of the loveliest person she’s ever met, and keeps thanking you for taking such great care of her son.

With you there with him, he no longer feels lost when he’s home, he’s got you! And anytime he gets to see Kei for dinner, he’s just grateful.

Speaking of Kei, he suppose he does not mind you. You share a lot of similar interests with him — well, that would make a lot of sense because you and Akiteru does too, and that man had such a big influence through Kei’s adolescence.

Sometimes, Kei will chill with you and Akiteru at the balcony, your favorite music playing softly in the background as Kei watches his brother practice. You can’t help but smile, when you see that the brothers are slowly reconstructing their relationship.

Kei totally hates how you and Akiteru cheers so loudly at his matches though. Now he has to deal with another person embarrassing him at the stadium lol. (Though he is low key happy you both do 🤭)  

You spoil Akiteru with head massages every night, without fail. And in return, he gives you foot rubs every morning. 

Here’s how it usually goes: You’ll give him a head massage for a good minute, before patting his head, leaning down to gently pucker your lips against his forehead. Then he’d lift his chin with eyes closed, and that is when you’d give him three gentle pecks on the lips before crawling under the covers beside him. “Thank you”, he’d breath gratefully with a content smile, eyes still closed.

You no longer cuddle every night, especially during the hot summer, but you will link your middle and ring fingers as you both drift to sleep, bodies facing each other in a fetal position. 🥺

And on days when he’d wake up before you, he’ll spend a minute studying your adorable sleeping face with a smile. He wants to protect you from the world, to keep you safe in his arms as you both grow stronger together as individuals.

He has no idea how he’s ended up with you, but he thanks the sky every day for granting him your existence. He loves you so much, way more than he could ever put to words. With a gentle kiss to your forehead, you stir awake to see his warm smile, you’ve grown so accustomed to.

“Good morning, y/n-san. I love you, my lil Tweety.” 😘

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Abandoned amusement parks are the best place for young children (chapter 9)

Fic summary:

Techno, Tommy, Wilbur and Phil have been hanging out at the abandoned amusement park in the woods since they moved in. Techno likes knowing he's definitely alone with his brothers Tommy likes climbing on the old rides Wilbur likes having a place to play his music Phil likes spending time with his younger brothers

That is, until a group of brothers calling themselves the 'dream team' move in down the road. Will the sleepy boys give in and share the park or will they succeed in scaring the new kids off?

Chapter summary:

Wilbur and Techno make a new friend.

word count: 2064

AO3

School lunch was probably the worst part about having to go to school.

Now don't get him wrong, Wilbur understood that the vast majority of students didn’t have lives like theirs and wouldn’t get their dynamics. What he didn’t understand was why it should be okay to bully people for doing things they were ignorant of.

No, bullying was too strong of a word to use here, they had been bullied before and this was a step up from that, it was slightly closer to being able to fit in with social groups. If Wilbur had to describe how they were treated, he’d say they were simply treated like they were invisible.

Yes, they were still part of the group that got shoulder barged in crowded hallways, but it wasn’t because anyone had any substantial reason to hate them, they were just not noticed. They were invisible. How could you blame anyone for barging into someone when you didn’t even know they were there to begin with?

No, they weren’t part of the list of people who got their trays smacked, anymore, but being the only two with their trays still intact whilst everyone around them panicked in a mountain of spoiled lunches was terrifying in it’s only way.

How was it possible to be invisible and have all eyes on them at the same time?

The result of this ‘silent treatment’ was an overwhelming feeling of isolation while they were at school. While he and Techno did have a few friends, some from their class and some from clubs their parents had made them go to over the years in a desperate attempt to get them to socialise; the ones from their class, however, almost never spoke to them during school time though. Wilbur decided that they couldn’t be blamed for that. Who would want to hang out with the ‘clingy kid’ and the ‘quiet kid’ anyways?

While all the lunches and breaks alone never outwardly bothered Techno, Wilbur knew that deep down he wished for a group of close friends just as much as Wilbur did, he was just a lot more introverted so he didn’t really have the intense crave for it that he, himself, had. You see, Techno had a bad habit of pushing people away while Wilbur needed as many people as possible, while both stemmed from a fear of being abandoned, this situation wasn’t good for either.

“Hey can I sit here?”

Wilbur was pulled out of his sulk as he heard the distinct sound of a British accent, he looked up and sure enough, the new boy was standing at their table. Only once Techno had given a passive shrug, Wilbur nodded and gestured to a chair.

“You guys looked nice, my old school got shut down so I had to transfer here, is it nice? Everyone seems very...unique”

The twins shrugged, they weren’t really the best couple to ask if this new kid just wanted to hear about the school. As Wilbur watched the boy he took mental notes of a few things: One, his voice was super deep, a little like Techno’s, and he seemed to pronounce everything perfectly, he seemed very smart. Two, He had a little flag pin on his backpack, Wilbur guessed he must be foreign, even if he did have a British accent, or maybe the flag meant something else. And Three, he had a burger king crown placed Triumphantly upon his head. Looking down at his lunch explained where he had got the crown from, seriously who’s parents bought their kid’s burger king for lunch?!

Wilbur thought he looked stupid and he was only slightly jealous of his lunch.

“My name’s Eret, by the way!”

The boy smiled and shook both Techno and Wilbur’s hands, he seemed very calm and mature, Wilbur noted. He also seemed wealthy but maybe he just had Burger king with him because it was his first day at a new school and his parents wanted to give him something nice, all Wil knew was that his family wouldn’t be able to afford that for lunch every day.

“Yeah uh..” Wilbur cleared his throat as he spoke for the first time “Yeah I’m Wilbur, call me Wil though, and this is Techno-Blade but only call him Techno”

“Okay well hello Wil and Techno, I’m happy to meet you! Why are you sitting alone by the way? You’re nice enough”

Wilbur practically rolled his eyes into the back of his head, this guy seemed so righteous, like he was going to be yet another popular kid who wanted to treat him and his brother like they were animals, like he was going to coo and aww at them and baby them whenever there was something one of them couldn’t deal with. It had happened so many times and Wilbur felt horrible because he knew that every time those kids were just misinformed, they were good but ignorant people. They were always the ones who noticed they were alone but the lack of education about these kinds of problems caused a lot of them to think they were like scared little puppies who needed protection.

“Well you see, Eret” Wilbur sighed, his voice condescending as he suddenly decided they didn’t need him as a friend. “Nobody wants to be seen being friends with the clingy kid and the quiet kid. So if you want any chance at all to make some friends here you shouldn’t sit with us”

Eret seemed a little taken aback by that, he clearly hadn’t been expecting the hostility but he supposed he had struck a nerve with his question, looking back in hindsight he should have known not to ask it.

“..okay..well I don’t really care about Popularity, a few good friends are better than a hundred fake ones right?” The boy shoved the last of his burger in his mouth and finished chewing before he spoke “If it means anything, I don’t see any problem with being quiet or being clingy. And.. I’m guessing if nobody wants to hang out with you that’s pretty lonely right? Well I’m lonely too. I have no friends here. So what do you say? If friends is too much right now, we can just be lunch buddies”

Wilbur scans the boy with his eyes. Eret’s been nice to them, he didn’t question why Techno wasn’t talking even once, he didn’t gloat about having a burger king lunch. After a cautionary glance to his brother, Wilbur nods “Okay. Lunch buddies”

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So maybe school wasn’t so bad, he had been able to understand all the work during the final two periods and the weather wasn’t bad either. It was like they’d got ten times luckier after meeting Eren? Eret? They’d only met him once! How was he supposed to remember his name?

Approaching L’manburg, the first thing they saw was Phil very carefully helping Tommy down off a roof. Wilbur consciously decided that he wouldn’t ask how he got up there.

“How was school?”

Phil sighed as he tried to clean all the mud off the youngest brother’s uniform, it was no use though, it would need to be cleaned as soon as they got home.

“We made a friend Phil, one that’ll actually talk to us in school” Placing his hands on his hips, Techno gloated about this great achievement, even though he hadn’t really been the one to do any of the talking. Even so, it was an achievement, they were making progress.

“Wait for real?” Phil grinned and ran over to the two, giving them a big hug, which was quickly joined in on by Tommy who followed Phil towards them and cuddled into them as well.

To keep him from running off while they were all distracted, Phil picked up Tommy and carried him on his hip, thankfully the boy always seemed to love being carried so he just seemed to giggle and chatter about random things, trying to tell Wil and Techno every single thing he had done that day in a single breath. Phil honestly wondered whether Tommy would grow out of being about to be picked up or if he’d realise he was only being carried to stop him running off first, either way when that day finally comes he’d need a new solution to the boys everlasting energy.

“Tell me about it! Are they nice? You should have them over for dinner one of the days” Phil grinned as they walked towards a drained fountain, sitting on the edge like a fence, Tommy happily atop Phil’s lap.

“If they’re not nice, tell me and I can stab them!”

“Tommy! Who did you learn that from?”

“...Okay anyway, he’s called Eret, he’s a bit weird but he seems nice. I think he’s like foreign or something because he had a pin with some flag on-”

“Wilbur- Oh my god you Idiot, that was a bi pin”

Phil watched as the twins made a shared recount of what had happened, butting in every five minutes to correct each other about how it had really happened. Proud was an understatement, Phil could physically feel his heart swell as he listened to them talk about this kid. All he had ever wanted for them was a happy life, school life had always been something they were extremely passive about, it made him so glad the two had someone at school they could look forward to seeing.

“You know I’m really pleased with you two, you’re doing so well. Make sure you’re nice to that boy though”

“Hey Phil did you know that I have lots of friends too?” Tommy had propped himself up onto his knees and was looking around his older brothers, clearly not liking that the attention wasn’t on him anymore now that Wil and Techno were back.

“Tommy! Vice president of L’Manburg, Of course you are super popular! You’re the greatest ever!” Techno chuckled as he bent forwards and tickled Tommy's arms, making him squirm all about.

It was becoming an awfully common occurrence now, the dream team were back and they weren’t even trying to be sneaky this time.

Wilbur gave George a death glare, who was holding the hand of another boy who he hadn’t seen before, he looked about Phil’s age honestly. Wondering if they had brought their big brother to try and fight, Wilbur pulled Tommy into his lap and gestured for Phil to deal with the ‘dream team’.

He hated that he was actually getting used to calling them by their team name.

“Yeah no, What’s going on?”

Phil was quick to get up, walking towards the others. The younger ones -eg. Everyone except from this new boy- seemed to know him as ‘the responsible one’ by now and so they scowled when they saw him. Looking at them, Phil was sure it was them being little brats because he wouldn’t let them fight his brothers but really they just didn’t like that Phil so often ended their ‘game’.

“Hey! You must be Phil!”

Despite his immediate intimidating stature, this guy seemed overwhelmingly positive, he even pulled Phil into a hug upon greeting him.

Phil didn’t trust him, not one bit.

Nobody was this happy.

“Hey so my brothers have been talking about how they’ve been playing with your bunch recently, I just wanted to talk to you about why George has a scar on his face now”

He gestured to the boy beside him, presumably why he had been holding his hand. It had been meant as a friendly way to ask about what had been going on, as his family he deserved to know if his brother got into a fight right?

That’s not the way Phil took it though, he had already been distrusting of this weird overly intimidating, yet very positive, guy from the start. He didn’t even know his name and yet he had already been hugged by him. No doubt this was him trying to start a fight about the scar, he had every right to be concerned, he would be incredibly concerned if one of his brothers came home with a bloody cheek.

What this guy didn’t know though, was that Phil had every intention of defending his brothers.

Even the rock, while it was wrong to throw it, Wilbur had been provoked.

These kids were definitely rotten.

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wooo hi friends!! s here FINALLY dropping this intro, you’ll now know that i’m late to everything O:) i have insane muse for this type of character so i’m sooo excited to be here! any questions lmk but now ........... *rubs hands together like a fly* let’s get to plotting

@mapleviewstarters​

『 travis fimmel. fourty-six. cismale. he/him. 』 oh heavens, is that WELLS MORRISON from CHESTNUT DRIVE i see roaming around mapleview? minnie may’s always calling them -BELLIGERENT & -CONTRITE. i happen to think they’re not that bad! they’re a pretty cool at COLLECTING UNEMPLOYMENT and every time i’ve seen them, they’ve always been +CAPTIVATING & +OPEN-MINDED. i hope i see them around again! 

TW: ALCOHOLISM, DEATH, ABUSE

GETTING TO KNOW WELLS

full name: wells irving morrison

age / birthdate / sign: 45 / november 18, 1974 / scorpio

gender / pronouns: cismale / he/him

orientation: hetero

height: 6′2″

hair color: dirty blond, some gray growing in

tattoos: a lot of drunken tats over the years, either cheap ones or ones that his buddies did for him for free. most of the actual WANTED ones covered up some scars he chose to ignore

drinks / smokes / drugs: big yes to all, no one left behind - but alcohol and cigarettes daily as those are more acceptable and easier to get

occupation: although collecting unemployment from the government, he often has plenty of odd jobs to make money under the books. 

residence: mapleview, born and raised. still lives in the same plot of houses his great great bought / built years ago.

alignment: chaotic evil (but he tries his best............ ok)

parents: hank (deceased) & caroline morrison 

siblings: 2 brothers (jeremiah & tucker) and 1 sister (addison) that he KNOWS of

children: lane morrison (intro here), and probably a few others but that’s for future plots!!

WHAT’S HIS STORY ?

wells’ blood runs thick through this town to a long line of morrisons, and they sure as hell make SURE everyone knows it. rumors have flown around about the morrison family for generations, eyes roll when they enter a space (at least in wells’ experience) & they own a reputation of chaos. scaring away newcomers just by being themselves. and of course, like it was in his dna, wells’ actions would align with those that preceded him.

he grew up on a plot of land bought many moons ago by his great great ... grandfather / uncle /  (the story changes every time he hears it) w/ a few trailer-like one story homes with broken screen doors & random “antiques” in the yard aka things that people in fair lane were throwing out that everyone THOUGHT would be needed one day. (still lives here btw!!!)

growing up around family was FINE but it reminded him of his destination - what he was going to end up like anyway, DESPITE being kinda smart in school & having larger dreams. the family was scrappy, deceitful; wells learned at an early age how to manipulate people to get what he wanted. he was taught how to STEAL, lie, charm, and how to get by with what they had.

wells spent most of his childhood at his uncle’s home, just a few minute walk away on the plot bc his own home wasn’t ideal. he looked up to the guy A LOT, but hasn’t spoken since he left mapleview for bigger and better things when wells was just 15.

his father, a returned drafted vietnam vet, took out the anger of what he witnessed / how he was treated / how life was UNFAIR out on his family, and often times physically. he wasn’t involved in wells’ life all too much, only when he needed something or wanted to let off some steam. 

his mother was a caring & loving woman, also mapleview grown (the two had been high school sweethearts), but loyal to a FAULT, always choosing her husband to back. 

screams, crashes, fights, fires - you name it. needless to say, that plot of morrison homes never had it quiet, easy. cops knew everyone by first and last name and could drive the route from the station to the morrison’s home with their eyes closed.

wells’ father DIED when he was 19 (although wells hadn’t considered him alive for a while) & no one knew HOW so there was never any closure for him, his mother, his fam... all his death provided was another source for the rumor mill surrounding the morrisons. was it a bad bar fight ? did he have a bad fall ? wrong pills ? some say his mother was a killer but he knew better than that.

wells’ mother is still live & somewhat well, living with his brother in a house about 20 minutes away. at her old age, it’s hard for her to do things on her own and it was decided that wells - the youngest of his generation - wouldn’t be able to care after her, let alone care for himself. she’s been there for about 10 years now and still complains every minute.

ok back to our boy. somehow wells managed to destroy every good thing that ever came his way. self-destructive due to self-hatred and REGRET which never got better as he got older and continued to well, destroy things. a slippery slope, for sure.

alongside his uncle, always dreaming of getting out of this small town, wells was good ENOUGH at school and that was his way. but of course it didn’t happen: 1. he fell into fulfilling prophecy of his predecessors, 2. he had not a PENNY to his name to leave (i.e. gambling addiction), 3. he had a child in his early twenties, 4. he tried to fight the admissions counselor at the nearby community college

having some sort of love in his life. didn’t happen: 1. he pushed/pushes everyone that dare get too close (mostly selfishly), 2. couldn’t change his addictive personality (i.e. alcoholism), 3. began to resemble his father, 4. has 0 emotional intelligence and cannot touch feelings/emotions

to get a job and be a normal person in society. didn’t happen bc: 1. has a narcissist complex, 2. would steal from the cash register, 3. would hit on customers, 4. doesn’t understand paying “taxes”

more to add here

BASICALLY, he’s lived a life. he acts as though his life is already over, there’s nothing to lose, nothing to gain and this is just how it will be for the rest of his time on earth. he’s despondent and lives far too much in the PAST, blaming himself for everything that came his way (but ok he’s not too far off tbh).

although MANY a regret linger in his mind before sleep, his largest regret is losing his family - the love of his life who LEFT the two high and dry just after about a year together and his son who moved out at just 16. the mother of his child was the only person he remembers that saw him for more than rumors, his facade and became a good influence to him - but OF COURSE he fucked that one up and she left. he blames himself big time, but would never show that. only hatred her way aloud. 

his son, lane, left while still a boy just like himself, and it HURT to think that the apple hardly fell from the tree above, not able to be a good father. never TAUGHT how to be one. manipulative to a fault, wells would always say the younger was never appreciative, never UNDERSTOOD... and he’d convince himself that his son hated him as much as he hates himself. he’ll also say he’s the only reason he’s still alive. LOVE / HATE seems to blur so often for the old man here. always did.

the only constant throughout his life has been alcohol. the morrison’s start off early of course, and wells was drinking/etc on his own by the time he was 12. UNLESS you count the bourbon his father would feed him to sleep as a baby. what started off as social and partying as he grew older, became something much more ugly. his body didn’t just crave it, it NEEDED it to function by the time he was in his early twenties. it was easier to hide it then, all young and into a good time but it wouldn’t just last for weekends. he’d need a drink to get by mentally, and physically and became fully dependent. a depressant to match his mental illness.

WHO IS HE ?

he has a DEEP southern accent with a hard RASP that sounds as though he smokes a pack a day (because he does). 

despite graduating high school (i KNOW, believe it), he doesn’t have a vocabulary too wide and will use larger words incorrectly all the time.

can have a bit of an old grumpy man aesthetic, easily belligerent, even though he’s only in his 40s and can be charming as hell too (that smile!!!! ok!!! knows how to manipulate.)

he doesn’t trust the government at ALL and is a bit of a conspiracy theorist, despite collecting money from the government each week for unemployment. he refuses to pay taxes so only does jobs under the books. will go on a tangent about how the government is creating diseases, hiding aliens; eat the rich, etc... he also doesn’t trust cops at all, despite being picked up and taken home by them at least once a week.

grew up on rock and roll! had a band in the 80s where he could’ve SWORN they’d be rich and famous. long hair, tight pants, acting out - wannabe motley crue.

drives (ILLEGALLY) an old ford from the 70′s that somehow still works, after losing his license years ago from too many DWIs. 

i assume all of the town knows him as the town DRUNK. maybe it used to be funny back in the day, but now it’s just really SAD. he’s a nuisance. 

WHO DOES HE KNOW ?

y/c HIRED him for some odd jobs, must be under the table.

HIGH SCHOOL BUDDIES who also stayed around mapleview. they can be friendly, enemies now, distanced, a lot to do here.

a BROTHER / step (which i might submit to the main :))

a ONE-NIGHT stand

a GOOD INFLUENCE who tries their best to get him working towards something better. fair warning, this would 9.99/10 times not work.

where wells is the BAD INFLUENCE to y/c, convincing them to drink a ton, giving horrible advice when they’re in their most vulnerable state.

a STORE OWNER that has banned wells from entering their establishment due to a prior mishap.

a DEALER of all things wells shouldn’t, but does.

THE HILLS by the weeknd - a plot where these two are hooking up or together but only in secret. whether that’s because they’re in different socioeconomic classes, have a bad history, the other is cheating... they have to hide.

WHITE KNUCKLES - they’ve previously had a bar fight, are known enemies. could’ve been something said about his family, his past.

[toxoiddiamond]

Are they more introverted, or extroverted? Ki-mun is an ISFP, so he is more of an introvert– but honestly, he’s kind of on the borderline. He does genuinely enjoy interacting with other people, going to social events, going out in general, etc. His batteries don’t exactly drain quickly, but he does get to a point where he craves alone time to recharge. He also doesn’t tend to get very lonely when he’s alone. He is very capable of entertaining himself and likes being able to do whatever he wants when no one else is around. Who or what makes them laugh? What kind of sense of humor do they have? Ki-mun enjoys many types of humor, but he particularly enjoys witty humor, wordplay, satire, etc. He doesn’t consider himself to be very quick-witted or funny, but he does have a dry, sarcastic way about him that others seem to enjoy (unless they don’t get his humor, in which case they just think Ki-mun is rude~). What are their favorite hobbies and activities? Ki-mun’s two main hobbies are drawing, and writing poetry. He has dabbled in many types of art– graphic design, sculpture, dance, music, etc– but drawing/sketching with charcoal and writing freeform poetry have ended up being his main interests. He participates in an open mic poetry reading at a local cafe almost every week (as long as he has something new to read) and has become pretty well-known and popular there. Are they indoorsy, or outdoorsy? While he doesn’t mind the outdoors, Ki-mun is definitely not the type to go out on long camping trips or to do any sort of “intense” camping. He’d be okay with sleeping in a tent, catching and eating fish, etc, but he wouldn’t want to do any strenuous hikes or crazy hunting/gathering, and he’d wanna go home after like, three days. He’s definitely more of an indoor person overall. Is their family big or small? Who does it consist of? Are they close? His family is somewhat big. He was raised by his aunt and uncle after his mother’s death, and he considers them to be his parents, even though they didn’t technically adopt him. They have three children of their own as well. Ki-mun has several nieces, nephews, in-laws, cousins, etc. They’re all close, and Ki-mun goes home (to Anaheim, California) at least once a year to see his family. His aunt and uncle love Ki-mun a ton and have never treated him any differently than they treat their own children. What is their greatest fear? His greatest fear, honestly, is his HIV progressing. He has vague memories of his mother being sick before she died, and those memories have haunted him his entire life. Although he’s healthy now and his prognosis is very good, and he’s more likely than not to live a long life, he can’t help but wonder sometimes if he might not beat the odds and if his treatment/medications will stop working at some point. If he the HIV was ever to progress into AIDS, Ki-mun would probably arrange for an assisted suicide before things got too bad, because he doesn’t ever want to go through the kind of pain his mother went through. What are their best and worst childhood memories? His worst childhood memory, vague as it is, is when he visited his mother in the hospital for the last time, just a few days before she passed away. Ki-mun was four years old at the time. It was particularly rough on him because not only was he losing his mother, he also knew that he apparently was infected with the same virus she had, and was afraid he was going to die soon too (even though everyone around him assured him that was not the case). His best childhood memory is a family trip to Korea he went on when he was eleven years old. He has been back to Korea a couple of times since then, but that first trip has always stood out to him as a particularly happy memory. Do they believe in love? Do they consider themselves romantic? Yes and no? Ki-mun loves the whole idea of romance and love, loves romantic stories or movies, but at the same time, he has a hard time believing anything like that has any basis in reality. It’s more of a fantasy for him. He would love to fall in love with someone, but he’s been burned a few times, and has convinced himself that a relationship is just not something that’s in the cards for him. He also tends to run from commitment, because he is afraid to get hurt again and would rather just not even try. What is their current job? Do they enjoy it? He is currently a teaching assistant in the English department at CUNY Hunter College– a very prestigious school that he is frankly shocked even interviewed him for the position, let alone hired him. He mainly assists with the Poetry and Creative Writing classes. He generally does like his job, even if he ends up being treated as a glorified personal assistant a lot of the time. What kind of food do they enjoy? Ki-mun can be a bit of a picky eater. He absolutely cannot stand most sweet things (with a special exception made for cheesecake), is very choosy about his seafood (doesn’t mind it in sushi, can’t stand it any other way), and can’t stomach pork in any form at all. The only fruits he really likes are apples and pears, but he does like a lot of vegetables. Korean cuisine holds a special place in his heart, of course, because that’s what he grew up on. But he also likes a lot of simple foods like sandwiches, pasta, soup, etc. When he goes out to restaurants that he’s not familiar with, he tends to order something he considers “safe,” like chicken strips or a simple burger. What is their spirit animal? According to a quiz, Ki-mun’s daemon would a penguin, so there you go~ What are they reluctant to tell people? He keeps his diagnosis to himself, so no one outside of his family knows about it. He just doesn’t think it’s anyone else’s business, and he doesn’t want to have to deal with anyone’s questions or ignorant comments about it. He would, of course, make an exception if he was going to have sex with someone or be in a relationship with them, but after the way that went over last time he tried to tell someone he loved about his diagnosis, he’s decided he doesn’t ever, ever, ever want to do that again and that he doesn’t need to be in a relationship anyway~ What do they smell like? He has a mandarin orange-scented lotion that he really loves– he keeps a jar of it in his bag and uses it after he washes his hands or after drawing/sketching for a long time. So, he usually smells a bit like oranges. Are they a naturally trusting person, or are they suspicious of others? Ki-mun isn’t necessarily distrustful of people. But at the same time, he does have a tendency to think the worst of people, or to assume that people will think the worst of him. He’s afraid to let people get too close to him, afraid to allow himself to actually love anyone, because it just hasn’t worked out for him in the past. How many relationships have they been in? How many flings/one night stands have they had? Although he’s not the type for one-night stands, Ki-mun has had a couple of brief flings, both with men. They both were very accepting when Ki-mun explained that he is HIV-positive but in remission, that as long as they practiced safe sex there was no risk, and it was a non-issue for them. Unfortunately, the one relationship that Ki-mun had was very short-lived, and pretty much destroyed all his confidence– Ki-mun had been in love with this person for a couple of years, and once he found out the feeling was mutual, they jumped into a relationship, only for Ki-mun to be immediately dumped when he tried to explain about his diagnosis. Ki-mun was accused of being deceptive and manipulative, called a liar and told he was disgusting for not saying something sooner. Ki-mun really took it to heart and has not attempted to even go on a date with anyone since then.

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #253

hope everyone is staying safe through this quarantine. wash your hands.

Which band do you have more music of than anyone else on your computer? Ozzy. Who’s your favorite philosopher? *shrugs* I don't know any's ideals well. How old were you when you learned how to read? I'm not sure, but I know I was exceptionally young. What’s the coolest Halloween costume you’ve ever worn? I don't think I've ever worn something rather cool. Who’s your favorite painter/artist? If we're talking about well-known, "popular" artists, I'm not sure. Maybe DaVinci. What’s your favorite song lyric- ever? ARE YOU??????????? FOR REAL?????????? Holy FUCK I get goosebumps from lyrics SO easily, this is like impossible. Probably an Otep lyric, though. I really don't like her personally, but goddamn can she write. What’s your dream tattoo if you don’t have it already? I've linked it before, so I'll just remind it's "Denialism" by deviantART's NukeRooster on my entire, upper left arm. I've already gotten her permission (I don't like just... stealing artwork to put on my body), now just comes the day I can pay for it by a top-tier pro. What’s the coolest screen name you’ve ever had? I don't think any have been necessarily "cool." Who do you think was the most badass serial killer? (Real life.) I'm not well-versed in serial killers honestly, but I can say Charles Manson was a C A S E. I think we can all admit he was... interesting. Just the epitome of weird. Most badass fictional serial killer? ig Jason; again, I don't know a lot off the top of my head, but I like him. How many bank accounts do you have? I don't have one. Have you ever been falsely accused of starting drama? Yep. Have you ever found a song that describes your whole life? Parts of it, sure. What kind of car do you drive? I don't drive a car, but Mom's is a... Honda? Kia? Idk. I'm bad with car brands. What kind of car would you like to have? Average size, pretty simple. Burnt orange or red. I know I want one of those screens you look into to see what's behind you when backing up. Have you ever been to Dairy Queen? If so, what’s your favorite thing to eat from there? mmmmmmmmMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM. So unhealthy, but I will destroy and Oreo Cupfection. Try. That. Stuff. Their milkshakes are also great. Which website do you email from? Outlook. Do you enjoy receiving souvenirs? Sure, it's nice. Have you ever had the flu? No. What about strep throat? Maybe once? Do you normally have a lot of homework, if you’re still in school? Kinda, yeah. Did you ever enjoy gym class? Fuck no. Even when I was healthy. What is your biggest insecurity? My body. Have you ever painted a room alone? No. How many huge secrets do you have? Huge? Uhhh, none, I think. Have you ever painted something and been impressed by it? Yes. Would you rather go out to eat or stay in? I prefer eating out because yummy food, but considering I'm working on losing weight, I avoid it. Do you have any younger siblings? One. Have you ever considered bleaching your hair? To the point of being snow white. Considering my hair is super healthy and bleaching so heavily would destroy it, I'll be avoiding that. I DO want to bleach my hair to do other colors, though. Brown hair sucks. Do you drink vitamin water? No. Are there any old movies you absolutely love? Oh sure, a good handful. The Outsiders probably tops it. Have you ever had a Big Mac before? No, doesn't appeal to me. I don't like veggies on my burgers... despite eating veggie burgers when I was vegetarian lmao. Do you think you attract the opposite sex at a reasonable rate? I doubt that. Have you ever filed a lawsuit on someone? No. Do you enjoy reading often? I'm finally back into it!! Lately all I've been wanting to do is READ READ READ. Have you ever had a deadly illness? Well, I consider depression (among other mental illnesses) to be very deadly, but on a literal level, no. I mean I have dormant MRSA, which can kill if active, but it never has been. Most people carry that dormantly anyway, if I remember correctly. Ever had food-poisoning before? No, thankfully. Where did you last eat dinner at? Mom bought Nicole and me Sonic. Have you ever had someone pick you up off the ground & carried you? When I fainted, yes. Are you a flirty person? Not really. A name you hate with a passion? Edward, to name one. Erwin. A lot of old names. What is your favorite type of water (ex. arrowhead)? Essentia mmmmmmmmmmmmm,, Have you ever been to Warped Tour? I WISH. :( Do you know anyone who wears fur? I fucking hope not, because I wouldn't associate with them anymore. When was the last time you were on myspace.com? Damn yo, millennia ago. How often do you cuss? Too much. I mean, I don't even believe "profanity" is a thing by our definition of "that word is magically bad," but still, it's like when people say "like" too much. Have you ever cussed out a teacher? No. What did you think of the movie Juno? I never watched it. How often do you eat meat? Sigh, more than I wish. What grade did you meet your best friend in? We didn't meet in school. Last time you cleaned your room? Couple days back. I'm honestly bad at dusting regularly in here, but that's gotta change with Mom having chemo now. Her immune system will be compromised so this house needs to be as pristine as it can. When you were little, would you have rather watched Cartoon Network or Disney Channel? Disney Channel. We weren't really Cartoon Network kids, actually. It was Disney or Nickelodeon. Do you shave your arms? No. Are you a big fan of the Harry Potter series? Never read a book, never watched any movies; the first one was playing in my presence once, but I paid no attention. How often would say you pulled all-nighters, if you ever do? Shit man, never, nowadays. I don't think I've had one for two years now. My youth is escaping. Has a friend’s boyfriend/girlfriend ever had a problem with you for any reason? I don't think so. How many times a day do you find yourself cracking your joints, if at all? Maybe not even once a day. Only my big toes and upper back can pop. Is there a particular sport you follow on a regular basis? No. Are you 100% over the last person you kissed? No. Do you put ketchup on top of your french fries or on the side? On the side. Who was the last person you talked to in person? Mom. Do you have a dog? Not anymore, thank fuck. Do you like orange juice? Yes. Are you one of those people who obsesses over Hollister? I never liked it. They're not inclusive at all towards fucking NORMAL bodies, nevermind plus size. Apparently even their rules on looks for workers are absolutely horrible. Ashley liked them though, so sometimes I just had to go in with her. If money was no object, would you change your wardrobe? My goth could finally  E S C A P E. How do you/did you get to school? My mom drives me. Have you ever had to have a pet put down? Four times that I remember off the top of my head. What candy cane flavor is your favorite? MMMMMMMMMM get the pink Starburst kind. Do you get angry when fast food restaurants mess up your order? It's annoying, yes. Angering when you've already driven away, especially when you really wanted something. What was your favorite elective class in high school? Art. Did you ever wish you could be homeschooled? Yes. I was homebound for a little while. Have you ever had a dream so realistic you could’ve sworn it happened? Yes. Do you have any mental disorders? I'm a walking mental disorder, lmao. Y'all know the biggies, and now ADD and especially DPD (dependent personality disorder) are being considered. Do you feel comfortable talking about these disorders, if you have them? Yeah, I really don't care. Where did you go on your last field trip? I want to say to a band competition in high school. Are you able to agree to disagree? Or do you have to have the last word? Yeah, pretty easily. Is there a cover song you like better than the original version? A whole lot, actually. Do you have a hard time talking about sex with the opposite gender? I have a hard time with anyone. Have you ever had major surgery? Major, no. Is there any food you don’t like that a lot of others do? Here in the South, everyone is most surprised when they hear I hate fried chicken. What was the last thing you bragged about? Hm. I'm not sure, actually. I don't make a habit out of doing that. Can you do a backflip? Hell no. Are you listening to anything right now? I have a video up of relaxing tracks from Silent Hill 2 + 3. Great shit. Has anyone ever tried to tell you you were adopted? No. How many doors are in the room you’re in? Two, but one's just the closet door. Have you ever been engaged and broke it off? No. Has anyone ever drawn a picture of you? Yes. Do any of your friends have children? Yep. Is there anything you’re craving right now? Not really. Who got married at the last wedding you attended? A family friend. It was the second wedding I shot. Is happiness something to be achieved and sought after or is it something to be retained and held onto always, no matter what happens? The former. You can't just stay happy when, like, your grandma dies. What gives you a peaceful feeling? Nature. Hearing water and birdsong, specifically. Are you a Toys-R-Us kid? Hell yeah I was. My sisters and I would go crazy if we had the chance to go there. We were SOOOO upset when it closed down. If you believe in Heaven, are there separate heavens for different animals (kittie heaven. dog heaven, bird heaven, etc)? I don't know if I believe in a "heaven," but some sort of peace after death, yes. I believe it's one, unified "heaven." When you sleep next to someone do they fall asleep first usually or do you? They always do considering it takes me ten years to fall asleep. If they do, do you watch them sleep? I have. Not in a creepy way, but rather a "wow I love this person" sorta way. What is your usual breakfast? Usually apple and cinnamon oatmeal What do your salt and pepper shakers look like? They're nothing special. The salt is a blue ceramic, and the pepper one is just what you get from the store. Have you ever had your car towed? I've never had my own car. What band or singer do you believe started rock and roll? I'm pretty sure Elvis is given that credit. Whose voice irritates you like fingernails on a blackboard? The female singer of Mother Mother's voice. Mom and I can't stand her singing. All I songs we enjoy feature almost solely the main singer. I can *tolerate* it in some songs, but. What do you contribute to society? Ha. Do you take naps? Almost daily. Do you have any cavities? Not to my knowledge. Do you believe that there has been a man on the moon? Yes, though I do believe the "first" landing was faked in competition with Russia. It sounds ridiculous, but I'm so serious, look into the theory - there's incredible evidence. Would you ever go into a sex shop? I'd be too self-conscious to. I'd just order online. Let’s just say your school team is on a winning streak. One of the cheerleaders cheers both for your team and the other team during games. Does it make you angry? I don't care enough about sports to even consider how I'd feel. Do you prefer carnivals, festivals, circuses, parades or faires? To be real, I only know the difference between parades and circuses. What even distinguishes the other three from each other. Do you believe in psychic ability or is it a sham? I lean towards no. What is your favorite classic rock song? You CANNOT ask me this question. Classic rock is some of the best music there is.

[nascentesxmorimur]

Her small feet swung slowly back and forth, unable to reach the floor in the chair she was sitting. Hands under her butt, she stared at one of the music posters across the room near the clock. The ticking of the little hand echoed with the voices chattering all around her. It was almost getting too loud for the young girl as her nerves made everything even louder. She shut her eyes for what felt like forever before their chorus director clapped her hands and tried to get the children’s attention. The ceremony was starting soon and the chorus was introducing it all with a song medley. Sky happened to be in chorus and didn’t have a choice. She hated performing in front of people. She was shy and being in the spotlight was never good for her. Any time she had attention on her it felt like she was just waiting for some kind of verbal or physical slap in the face. It was better for her to be unseen and unheard. There was less trouble that way. Somehow trouble always found her and she was extremely tired of it. Tonight was no exception. She already got shoved in the hall on her way to the music room. She was smaller than the other kids her age and looked different which made her the perfect target. Thankfully the teacher was here now and that means the sooner this event started, the faster it would be over. 

The lights in the auditorium were still up as parents filed in with their children, expecting awards. The coveted ‘perfect attendance’ award hung in the balance, after all. The kids who were sent to school sick really craved that piece of paper signed by the principal with a little golden circle on it. Sky didn’t understand the premise of it but it was good to have goals, she suspected anyway. She didn’t ever win awards because she wasn’t overly exceptional at any subject that mattered and she wasn’t a leader by any means. She skated by in most of her classes, spending a lot of time doodling instead of listening to the teacher drone about things she didn’t really care about. She got decent grades, that wasn’t the issue, she just wasn’t overly concerned about overachieving. She heard it from all her teachers. Imagine what your grades could be if you put forth more effort. If you just apply yourself, you could have all A’s. The thing is, the only goal Sky strove for was getting to middle and high school and then getting out altogether. She only wanted to not fail to avoid punishment. One time she got a D in social studies because of her absences from school and her inability to get her homework from anyone and her foster dad let her have it. Even though he was the reason she missed so much school that it affected her grade. Talking about and making excuses for her shitty grades only made her punishment worse. 

Sky stopped looking at the doors at the proud parents waltzing in with their kids. She was happy for them but at the same time, it made her sad. She knew it was stupid to be sad about, it was inevitable at things like this. The young girl couldn’t quite help feeling hurt by the circumstances though. For once it would be nice to be a normal kid with a family out there waiting to see if their kid would get noticed for something they were good at. But Sky wasn’t a normal kid. And she wasn’t overly good at anything. She was just ready to sing their group song and go wait out the night in the back of the auditorium so she could leave right at the end and wait outside to be picked up. 

Eventually, the lights dimmed and the principal came onstage to introduce himself, the event, and the chorus who would be singing a song for them this evening. Sky sighed, trying not to look out at the people who were staring at the kids on the risers in front of the stage. She hated being stared at -- although she knew the parents were only looking at their kids, their eyes were staring in her direction and it made her uncomfortable. As the piano started playing, she nervously swallowed the lump in her throat and began singing with her classmates. She sang quietly, still trying to avoid looking out at the audience until something colorful caught her eye. She saw a big bouquet of flowers a few rows in but when she saw who was holding them, she froze with wide eyes. Her mouth kept singing on autopilot but the rest of her was in shock. It was Rye. And on either side of him was Cass with a camera and Ash beaming and waving excitedly to her when she made eye contact. They were..here? Was she imagining this? She blinked a few times and looked back at them to see if they were just an illusion of her own mind but they were still there. They were actually truly there. For me. Her chest tightened and she became a little more nervous yet not nervous at the same time. Almost emotional as the three smiled in the crowd. She couldn’t believe it. The first time she had someone out in the crowd and there were three of them...all there for her. She could’ve cried but she was still confused and a little scared that she was just imagining them there. She was also weirdly happy to see them. It was strange but she felt happy. Almost normal. And then, just for a moment, Sky smiled and sang a little bit louder with her excitement. 

When their song was over, Sky couldn’t stop blushing knowing that her new family witnessed it all, but she was happy to see them regardless. She wanted to sit with them but had to sit in the designated student area up front to make it easier when they were called up to get their awards. Sky would’ve rather just sat with Cass, Rye, and Ash because she knew she’d just be sitting there watching the other kids get paper achievements for the next hour. 

Eventually, Sky began tuning out the announcers onstage like she usually had when she pulled out her sharpie and started drawing on her wrist. It wasn’t until she heard her name called that she was snapped out of her doddle trance. “Huh?” she looked up at the stage, where her art teacher was smiling proudly. “Skyler, come get your award! For outstanding performance and talent in the subject of art!” Sky couldn’t believe it. She was so stunned she didn’t even cringe at her full name being called out loud. Hesitant at first, she quickened her pace when she realized that all eyes were definitely on her now. Her art teacher handed her the award and wrapped her in a hug. “Congratulations, Sky.” “Th-thank you.” She whispered and smiled back shyly before hurrying off the stage and back to her seat. She heard loud cheering and knew it was from the three familiar faces and the only ones who would be cheering that loudly at a fourth grade award ceremony. She was both excited and a little embarrassed but she smiled at the floor anyway. They were yelling and cheering for her. It was astounding. It was a foreign feeling but she couldn’t stop smiling even as she stared at the paper in her hands in disbelief.She actually won something? She actually won something. Not for a real subject like math or science or english, but it was something. And it was her favorite subject too. The teacher signed it at the bottom and her name was right there in bold calligraphic lettering. The girl clutched it throughout the whole rest of the show, basically clinging to it as if in fear that someone would try to take it back because of some error. It was hers. And she was proud of it? Yes. Yes that was the feeling, right? She was proud of this piece of paper tonight. It wasn’t a nobel peace prize but it was important to her. And she loved it. Maybe that was dumb but it was the only award she’d ever received and it was for something she loved. She may never get the holy perfect attendance award, but this one was way cooler to the 9 year old. 

After the ceremony was over, Sky moved hastily into the hallway where a sea of people were all pushing and shoving to get to their kids and go home. She was being moved in the opposite direction that she intended to go when she felt a hand on her shoulder before being embraced in a tight bear like hug. She didn’t realize who it was at first, but the familiar smell of Cass’ perfume wafted the air before her little lungs were crushed by the woman’s hug. Sky smiled anyway and hugged her back. She was happy to see them and she was excited that they were there to see her award. Each of them took turns hugging the small girl and she hugged them back just as happily. “Thank you for coming.” She told them, embarrassed again slightly. “You didn’t have to..I hope you didn’t feel like you had to come.” Although she was happy that they did, the realization that they all probably had much better things to do that night hit her in the face like a fly baseball. “You guys probably had more important things to do tonight... I’m sorry if--” Ash was the first to cut her off, the smile never leaving the wolf’s face. “Hey, nothing is more important than this. We all wanted to be here tonight for you. We made sure to keep our schedules cleared to be here.” Rye nodded and added, “Yeah, there’s no way we’d miss out on seeing our little jedi sing for the whole fourth grade and get her art award!” Sky was holding back tears as they spoke, when Cass grabbed her hands and lightly poked her nose. “Kiddo if you thought we were gonna miss this, then you need to get to know us better. We love you and we waited all month to see you get this award. We’re so proud of you baby girl. So crazy proud.” Sky thought Cass might start crying but instead she hugged the child again tightly and Sky buried her face in the woman’s hair. “Thank you,” she clung to Cass as her emotions went haywire. “Thank you all..so much. I love you too. A lot.” And she did. She truly appreciated their presence and their effort. When Cass finally let go of her, Rye handed her the flowers he’d been holding onto. “And these, young padawan, are for you.” Sky took them slowly, smiling as she brought them to her nose. She inhaled the floral scent and held them close to her. “Thank you. They’re so pretty.” “Prettiest flowers for the prettiest girl.” The wolf grinned, ruffling her hair. “How about we go get some dinner and ice cream before we go home for movie night? Sound cool?” Rye asked, holding his arms out as if opening the question up to the floor. “I’m in.” Ash agreed and Cass nodded. “Sounds great to me! You in?” She asked Sky. Sky looked at them all and nodded too. “Okay! Yeah, that sounds nice.” “Sweet!” “Awesome.” “Let’s do it then. Let’s roll ladies.” 

Later on, they all spent the rest of the night eating celebratory pizza and ice cream and watching movies with popcorn and milkshakes. There was debate of framing Sky’s award versus putting it up on the fridge and which was better versus more traditional. It was decided that they’d frame it and display it proudly to keep it safe from kitchen accidents. The three praised the little girl, all so incredibly proud of her, and Sky felt loved and dare she say, somewhat normal, for the first time in her life. Even though their little family was anything but normal. She loved these people and they loved her and that was more than enough. More than anything she could’ve ever wished for on birthday candles or shooting stars. She had a real family now. And she loved them more than anything. 

[bolbianddolanhouse]

BNHA self insert AU

Nani the heck is this? Read here!

Chapter 12: Ni es Secreto, Soy un Pinche Chingona!

It’s a few days before Culture Week and I have everything ready for the whole week. Only thing left is to make some treats to sell at the festival, I got permission to use the school kitchen to make conchas and agua fresca for that and got them done the night before day 1. Mimi and Jin get their outfits done and we practiced a group thing to talk about culture shock, it was going to be lit and I was showing excitement.

Day 1: Family and Home culture

I was the last one to leave the dorms to avoid spoiling my surprises. I was in traditional wear of long skirt, hand embroidered shirt and serape. Along with the braids in ribbons pinned up into loops and simple makeup, I looked like a real muchacha. I roll up with the squad in their traditional robes and we didn’t care about the stares we got as we walked the halls. We sat in homeroom just to hear the announcements and we parted to our mini tour of the classes to talk about our culture. I gave my family and home presentation along with a sampling of the conchas I made to boost my sales at the end of the week. I walk to hero class when I usually have that class and run into the Big Three.

“Palma-san! You look so decorated! I always forget that you’re not Japanese.” said Nejire.

“You really do look like a woman from your culture” Amajiki said shakily “so colorful”

“Yes so effortlessly beautiful” said Miro as he grabbed my hand to kiss it. I pull my hand away before his lips met them.

“It’s impolite to kiss an un-courted woman in public in my culture” I said to integrate the theme of culture “Oh but here! have a sample of the treats I’m selling at the festival. I’m raising money to fund scholarships for international students going into hero work and I’d appreciate it if you’d tell your classmates to come and buy from me.”

They take a bite of the concha and their eyes widen “This is delicious! Palma-san you made this?!” exclaimed Amajiki.

“Yes I did! glad you liked it!” I said as I gave a polite smile “well I have to go and give another presentation, hope to see you at my stand later in the week!”

I briskly walk to the class just so I don’t run into anyone else I didn’t want to talk to. Meanwhile in the hero class...

“I wonder if Palma-san made it to school?” said Uraraka concerned “I didn’t see her leave the dorm.”

“I heard she’s here but she’s in full traditional wear” said Momo “I can’t wait to see her! from what Kendo said, she looks like a natural beauty!”

“She’s been so busy lately, maybe she was late?” said Jiro “I saw her car in the parking lot.”

“Class to your seats” said Aizawa “its a bit early but we’re having Midnight and All Might sit in today’s first half of class this week for a special presentation.”

“What kind of presentation sensei?” ask Midoriya “does it have to do with laws?”

Midnight and All Might walk in quietly and shuffled to the back of the room to take a seat as Aizawa spoke “No, not that type of presentation. It’s a peer presentation by somebody you know very little about.”

The class starts to murmur on who it could be, then I slide open the door. Everyone stops to look at me in my traditional wear, the room so silent that you can hear the click of my ankle boot heel on the tile as I walked.

“Buen dia a todos! Thats hello everyone one in Spanish!” I said putting my wicker hand basket on the front table.

“What simplistic beauty you exude Palma-san! OH! what should we call you since your the presenter?” said Aoyama.

“Hmmm, you can call me senorita Palma or Itati, both are honorifics in my culture.” 

“How is your full first name an honorific?” asked Kirishima

“My first name is from a dialect spoken by the natives in Mexico and part of South America, it means flower that grows in the water. We take great pride in our given names that we address each other by full first name basis to show respect to the name and the person.”

“Such beauty and loveliness within the name too!” said All Might “you really grew into your name.”

I blushed and diverted my gaze to my basket “oh please have mercy, it’s superstitious to make an un-courted woman flushed with such compliments! It’s said that if a man makes the single woman flustered with compliments, it will delay further the day they’ll meet their future spouse!”

Midnight teased All Might “Seems like pushed that day too far ey Yagi?”

“Anyways, any body in the mood for a sweet treat?!” I said opening my basket and using my quirk to pass out the conchas and explaining my stand and what I’m fundraising for.

“So soft and yummy! You made this?! Such a talented young lady! Your mother must be proud to have raised such a young woman! I will definitely buy from you!” are all the compliments I got for my conchas. As they were distracted, I loaded up my slide show presentation of home videos and pictures of my culture and family.

“Ok lets get started! As you know, I’m American born but my roots are from Mexico. Today I will be sharing a glimpse into my culture and family and why I am the way I am. Here’s my family, and here’s my family before coming to America. It was just my parents and that little girl right there, that’s my older sister! In my culture, you’ll often see families of 3 or more children. If you want to see it in terms of quirk types, double quirks is a very common thing. The 2 most common quirks are elemental and telekinesis, science believes it has to do with the environment in Mexico but I think it has to do with our lively hoods for survival. Here you see a bunch of men and women fishing, cooking and crafting goods with their quirks...these people are working. Just like how heroes here use their quirks to work, they do too but for more practical reasons. There’s not a huge hero culture in Mexico, we do however have a HUGE tourist culture so all of our energy and business is geared toward the tourists and visiting heroes that come and enjoy our weather and beaches. Here’s a picture of my family’s businesses, on my mom’s side, my grandpa owns a seafood shack and uses his water and low range telekinesis to fish. And one of her uncles owns a denim pants brand and designs them using his quirk that manipulates thread, kind of like Best Jeanist. On my dad’s side, grandpa was a farmer and an english teacher, he had the earth and plant growth quirk to manage a farm and his 8 children. Grandma was a nurse and used her super speed quirk to assist doctors and upkeep the household. My family now, consists of 3 children and my hard working parents. We have a very strong sense of family and dynamic to support each other. My dad would set up heavy things, older sister would help him, little brother would clean the unreachable areas and I would help my mother with the cooking and other housework. I learned how to cook for a large family with all that time I spend in the kitchen helping my mom. I can cook anything and make it delicious for a group of 15 or more with my experience. You might ask, well what about your fighting techniques? Heres a short home video of my siblings and I fighting over who’s turn it was to get on the roof to clean it... if you paid attention, my sister lands some heavy punches on me and my brother but they’re with form and I grabbed her at just the right time to suplex her right on top of my brother before they ganged up and threw me over the garage. They have the power quirks, so I have to get crafty with the fighting moves for the copy or, if my mom shows up to use the erasure, keep fighting without quirks to assure my dominance. In Mexico, these wrestle like moves are called Lucha Libre and it’s become more of a spectator sport than an actual fight technique nowadays. As you see in this picture, these luchadores are masked and in a hero-like uniform, this is all part of the performance/fight. It’s an amazing thing to watch! Heres a short clip of one of my favorite matches as a child...See that freaking finisher?! That’s called the flying golden eagle and I have yet to use it on somebody so who knows! Maybe in our next training session I’ll use it on one of yall. Even though I’m a middle child and in my culture, middle children don’t get married or finish school to take care of their aging parents until they die. I’m breaking that cycle by being here to fully finish school and go to higher education because I crave knowledge. To finish this presentation with something cool, heres a home video of me and my siblings cracking open coconuts with our quirks!”

Everyone claps at the end and I get a bunch of hands up “oh jeez uh I have time for 3 questions, lets go with Midnight.”

“Yes I have a question about Lucha Libre, who taught you how to do the techniques?”

“Oh I taught myself and I practice them on my siblings when we’d get into fights on a near daily basis. Over time I just made it my default to pick up on new moves every other day.” I get murmurs and I pick my next person “next uhhh, Mina”

“What was that meal you were cooking in the picture with your mom? Those were some big pots of food.”

“Oh that picture was when we were cooking christmas dinner! In the pot I was stirring was beans, next to it was fideos or tomato pasta, on the stove is ponche or cinnamon tea with seasonal fruit and the one next to my mom is birria de chivo or goat cooked in red chili paste.”

“YOU EAT GOAT?!” said the class in shock.

“Yes its good meat! always reminds me of christmas mmhm... ok uhhh last question, Todoroki.”

“I don’t fully believe you were the weak one in your family, what are your family’s quirks?”

“Great question! My mom has Full range Telekinesis and Erasure, my dad has metal manipulation, my sister has Rampage and Fire and my little brother has Elasticity and Flight. My mom is the most powerful that she can stop our fighting with just one look! My dad can make anything out of metal, he can do this thing were he takes a small piece of scrap metal, put it in his mouth and chew it around, spit it out and its a whole new thing like a screw or hook. My sister has two power quirks but they’re hard to control because of Rampage, if you didn’t know, thats in the emotionally triggered category and hers is triggered by anger. When you get her angry, she gains super strength and speed plus with her fire, boy you better pray you don’t get on her bad side. My little brother can stretch his body and fly with speed, excellent for air attacks. Though I can levitate, I can’t move at his speed so often if I’m not careful when in the air, he can air strike me down.”

“So what you’re saying is, you aren’t the strong one, you’re the smart one” said Todoroki making sense of it “I understand now.”

“Yup! and that concludes my day 1 presentation. Thank you so much for listening, tomorrow I’ll be doing folklore storytelling so get ready to be enchanted!”

I go to my next 2 presentations then lunch, I met up with Mimi and Jin to wind down a bit. We’re just happy that we’re not wearing pants and nobody is being racist. I go make the rest of my presentations until the end of the day. I drive back to the dorms to prepare and rest for my storytelling portion. I get praise for my commitment from the others and ask if I can make them some of that ponche when it gets colder out. I go to bed much happier than I was a week ago, my favorite parts of me were coming back.

Day 2: Folklore Storytelling

I dress up in a plain orange huipil and a white ankle length skirt with the same makeup look and ankle boots. The braids were simple with ribbon weaved into them and I brought a bunch of small hand instruments and puppets to do my storytelling. Mimi and Jin were doing food presentations and I got a bit booty tickled because theirs are so easy to talk about. I do my rounds and get really into my storytelling. When I get to the hero class, I get a bit more special with the experience.

“Hola clase 1-A! Como estan hoy?” I say in high energy.

“Hola senorita Palma!” said everyone in unison.

“Ok for this presentation, I’m going to need the desks to be pushed back quite a bit and everyone to sit on the floor please.” Everyone quickly does what I requested and gathered around as I finished setting up. “Really quick, Shoji, may I copy your quirk for this one?”

“umm yes sure” he said softly as I put my hand on his cheek. I spout 4 arms and 2 mouths for all the instruments I was going to use. In the other presentations I just used my levitation to do some of the instruments but I couldn’t play the wood flute and talk at the same time.

“Today, I will be sharing some of my favorite folklore from my culture the way a street performer would story tell. Heres the story of the Legend of the two Volcanos, a love story of Princess Iztaccihuatl and Valiant Warrior Popocatepetl.” I hear the soft gasps as I played the music and moved the puppets with my quirk and the shocked expressions when they saw that it was a sad story. “...and today you can see the two volcanos as they stand vigilant as an eternal testament of the love Popocatepetl had for his Princess.” I look at the class and see tears as some of them were moved by the story.

“That warrior is so manly to beg to the Gods to stay by his love” Kirishima spoke up, wiping his tears away.

“Oh my, well I’m glad you were moved by that story! Let me tell you a more light hearted one, how about the patron saint of Mexico Virgin Guadalupe and how Juan Diego’s faith brought hope to the people of Mexico.” As I told the story, I heard the awes and wows from the class as they see the journey Juan Diego went through to bring hope. “...and so on that very hill, you can visit the shrine with the people’s symbol of justice and hope with rose bushes planted everywhere. All thanks to one man’s faith, every year on the day of the apparition, we sing La Guadalupana to show our faith to celebrate our symbol and Juan Diego.” I start singing the shorten version of the song and the class started clapping in rhythm, really getting into it.

“Wow! what beautiful singing” said All Might “as one symbol of justice to another, that was a very touching story.”

“Thank you, thank you for your kind words and claps” I say as I check the time “hmm, it seems like I have time for one more story! What do you want to hear? A ghost story? Another love story? OH I KNOW! How about the tale of the Rabbit and the Jaguar?”

“Yes please! That one!” said the class in unison.

I start to tell the story and I take a quick peek at the audience during the chasing of the rabbit and everyone is intrigued by the puppets and story. It made me really happy that I wasn’t being ignored. “...and legend has it that you can still see the rabbit on the moon, laughing at how he tricked the Jaguar.”

“If I were the Jaguar, I’d eat the rabbit before it tricked me!” growled Bakugo “no way I’d let some cutesy animal get the last laugh.”

“Oh si? Then why do you fall for my tricks mighty Jaguar?” I said snidely as I put the puppets away “I’m the quick witted Rabbit, and you the gullible and cocky Jaguar”

The class went ballistic with that roast, Bakugo got mad that I made a factual point. I say my good byes and set off to do the rest of my presentations. After school, when I got to the dorms, I saved my voice and rested for the next day.

Day 3: Holidays

I woke up extra early to put on day of the dead skeleton makeup and a catrina outfit. I changed up the colors to greens, golds and yellow just to mix things up. I put on a crown of silk sunflowers, posies and lilies on my head to accent my braid loops. I was going to talk about day of the dead and milestone birthdays. Mimi and Jin were doing the same and they were just as decorated as me, you would’ve thought we were aristocrats of our country. As I walked class to class to give my presentations, I played the guitar and sang La Calaca. The sound of my singing echoed throughout the halls that some people peeked out of there classes to see who was singing but I guess I was singing well because nobody asked me to stop. As I made my way to the hero class, the others heard the music softly playing down the hall.

“What beautiful singing! thats definitely Seniorita Palma!” said Hagakure “I wish I understood Spanish to resonate to what she’s singing.”

“I’ve been picking up on some Spanish, I want to make some conversation with her today” said Iida so proudly.

“Are you gonna confess in Spanish?” asked Midoriya.

“nnn-No! I just want to practice is all!”

“Practice for what? to ask her father for her hand in marriage?” said Kaminari “are you going to claim your princess oh valiant warrior! Better say it quick before she turns to into-”

He was cut short as I walked in singing, everyone gasped at the change of colors and skull makeup.

“Seniorita Palma! you look like a spring goddess!” exclaimed Momo.

“Oh gracias! Your compliments on my looks make my heart flutter.” I put my guitar down and start setting up for my presentation. I start of day of the dead and set out the offerings while explaining the history and what everything means. “...for this alter, I’m paying respects to 3 very important people in my life, for my grandfather Joaquin, Frieda Kahlo and La Fiera.”

“Why those people?” asked Sato.

“Glad you asked! Joaquin is my grandpa on my dad’s side, he inspires me to be the very best at what I do and go beyond with education and hard work. Frieda Kahlo is a famous artist that became one to cope with her chronic pain and traumatic events, she inspires me to be expressive as an outlet for my emotions and that even the worst things can be expressed beautifully. La Fiera is a famous and decorated lucha libre westler, I admired his stage presence as a witty and zingy tough guy. I aspire to be as witty and crafty as he is and I pay homage to him every time I fight, I use his spin moves and flying finishers.”

I then moved on to the next few things like Quinceanra, Christmas, birthdays and religious rites of passages. “...and for being good ninos y ninas, I brought some Mexican candy for yall.” I use my quirk to pass out the candy and everyone was perplexed by it.

“Question, this is candy?!” said Iida standing up “this is covered in chili powder!”

“Mine is just chili and lime powder!” said Mineta.

“Thats the norm in mexican candy, spicy and sour covered sweet things. My favorite is the dried mango in chamoy, spicy plum sauce!”

“Its DELICIOUS!” cried out Bakugo with a sandia con chile lollipop “The spice is perfect! I’ve been missing out on this stuff!”

“I thought you might like it!” I said packing my stuff “that wraps up today’s presentation, tomorrow I’ll be performing at the open stage with my squadron and some other students! Sensei will let you know which time slot you guys will see our performance.” I said my good byes and picked up my guitar to sing to my next presentation. When lunch came, I got a text from Iida

[Hola Itati! Puedes comer conmigo hoy?]

I giggled at his attempt [Si puedo, adone?]

[estoy en la patio]

[ok a yi voy]

I walk over from the classroom I was at with my guitar playing Ay Mama Inez as I was walking to the patio. Little did I know, I was being watched from the second floor,

“You’ve been spying on her for a week already Shinso” said his friend Tetsutsu “you should go talk to her!”

“I’m trying to find the opportune time” Shinso said sighing “she seems like a girl of reason, I can’t just go up to her and say that I’ve been spying on her. She’ll get on defense and end me.”

“nah! she’s a nice girl” Tetsutsu said as he took a sip of his drink “when she trained with some of us, we swarmed her with fighting questions and answered all of them with ease and kindness that when we fought, I didn’t expect her to kick all of our asses so brutally!”

“Not surprised, she’s got the guts and beauty” he said as his eyes followed me to the patio to meet up with Iida “seems like I’m not the only one who wants her attention.”

Cut to Iida to the patio and hearing me approach. I do a quick spin as I ended the song. 

“Brava! Lovely singing Ita!” he said clapping.

“Gracias Tenya!” I said leaning my guitar against the tree we were under. “oye, estas aprendieno espainol?”

“uhhh translation? I don’t know that much spanish hehehe” he said nervously.

“You just answered what I asked hehehe, I asked if you were trying to learn spanish.”

“OH! yea I am, I wanted to try my conversational with you, if you’re alright with it.”

“sure! lets start” I said without missing a beat “Dime un secreto”

“Did you say tell me a secret?” he asked as I nodded “ummm.....ok! El jugo de naranja es my gasolina, por esto tomo mucho de eso.”

I bust out laughing “con razon! Ay Tenya es muy chistoso! Por esto es me cais bien.”

“how do I ‘fall good’ on you?”

“Oh its a spanish saying, to ‘cai bien’ means to get along or to be eased by. With us, I get along with you.”

Iida gets a bit blushed “Tu me cais bien tambien Itati, looks like I have alot to learn huh?”

“Why did you pick up on spanish anyways?” I said taking out my tupperware of fruit salad “You tryna get married?”

“WHAT?! No! wait- is that a thing?”

“Yea, if you learn the home language of someone you fancy” I said chewing on a piece of melon “it’s with the intention of asking their parents for their hand in marriage. Thats what the spaniards did to native mexicans post invasion society.”

“Well I don’t know about all that but I just wanted to learn because” he started as his gaze shifted onto me “because I thought it was interesting and I don’t hear you speak it really. I-i really like your accent when you speak in spanish, it’s sounds very warm and inviting.”

I nearly choke on my melon chunk and get flushed. We did more conversation but I had a feeling at the back of my mind that maybe he does like me. But he has a chance to ask me everyday but never takes the chance, I guess I’ll never know I say to myself as I walk to my next presentation. After school, I prepare and sleep early for all the things I had planned.

Day 4: Performance Arts

I get up early to get all my costume changes and instruments ready for my set. I get to school to do a quick sound check and set up. I do a marching band parade kick off, the members are some of my intelligence classmates of all levels and years & the rest were me using a clone quirk I copied from a 2nd year. And of course I was the drum major, big hat and mace fantasy along with custom uniforms for everyone since UA doesn’t have a marching band. I did my songs between acts with costume change.

“I can’t wait to see what senorita Palma has planned for their acts!” excitedly exclaimed Uraraka “I bet its something over the top!”

“I don’t know how she’s going to top herself after yesterday” said Tokoyami “but whatever it is, it’s going to be impressive.”

Everyone gets settled in the outdoor assembly area and Present Mic gets on stage.

“Everybody say HEY!” crowd is slient “oh boy- lets give a welcome to our opening act! Take it away UA MARCHING CADETS!”

In the distance you can hear a booming “BAND, TEN HUT! HoooOOORA!” followed by a 3 whistle blows. The marching arrangement of Can’t Hold Us starts and the crowd was looking around to see where was the music coming from.

“We don’t have a marching band” said Jiro confused “who and where is that music coming from?”

“LOOK! over there!” gasped Midoriya as the parade of 20 people came down from inside the school. Everyone was perplexed by the sound and the in sync all the marching was. The song changed to Funkytown and everyone was getting in the groove. I was doing fancy mace work to wow the crowd.

“I wonder if Palma-san in that group kero?” asked Asui “she mentioned she played the saxophone and knows how to play jazz and blues.”

“I want to know who’s the person in the front” said Kirishima wiggling to the beat “the way they’re twirling that staff is breathtakingly stylistic! I bet that’s their support item!”

As the parade made it up the stage and arranged themselves as the song ended, Mic walked up with the microphone “WOW! That projection! Give it up to our super cool drum major that made this marching display possible, the stage is yours!” he said as he held up the microphone.

“Thank you Mic sensei” I said as a took off my hat to reveal my face and curly hair “HELLO UA! For those that don’t know me, My name is Itati Palma, intelligence 1st year! I am American born with Mexican roots and while in America, I actually was part of a school marching band, I played saxophone and trained to be a drum major. Crazy how I went from a band kid to agent in training huh? I couldn’t do it without the talents of my band members here! Why don’t y’all take off your hats and show our audience?”  

They took off their hats to show that 5 of the members were me. “thats right folks your eyes don’t deceive you! I made 5 clones of myself to fill in the missing saxophone, cymbal, tuba, quad and clarinet players. Everyone else is from the intelligence program across all levels and years! Shout out to them! We have one more song and our first act will start, band are you ready?”

“CADETS!” they shouted as I conducted them to the tune Fly Me to the Moon. The song ended and we got backstage to get my next set ready. After Mimi’s polka dancing and Jin’s mini drama act was my latin jazz set. I played Vida es Un Carnival and Girl From Ipanema with my clones and 2 other members as the drummer and bassist as my ensemble. Next 2 were some folktale acts then it was my classic jazz set, same ensemble but in jazz club fantasy, we played Summer Wind and Moonlight Serenade. That was supposed to be it for my sets but one of the student acts got their costumed teared at a crucial place and couldn’t do their dance, I swooped in and said that I’ll do a solo bilingual song. Mic announced me in and I walk out in a back up dress, in case my latin costume ripped or stained.

“I dedicate this song to all the people that are in love and can’t find the right words to tell that special someone how you feel. Maybe this song will help.”

I start playing Tu Amor and all of 1-A looks at Iida, but he doesn’t notice them, the song made him feel like it was just him and Palma. At the end of the song their was an uproar of cheers and I was taken back at first but I smiled and bowed before turning it back over to Mic to end the assembly. I had to do that assembly one more time for the other half of the school then I had down time before school ended. As I was loading everything into my Jeep, Iida walked up to me.

“Ita! oh good thing I caught you before you left.”

“hehehe silly we live in the same dorm!”

“right hehe WELL I wanted to tell you that I was impressed by your performances! You never cease to amaze me with your talents.”

“thank you! I loved preforming for everyone, I feel so at home when I get up in front of everybody to entertain.”

“It shows! umm I wanted to ask you something” he said hesitantly “I was wondering if you’d like to see the fireworks with me at the festival, I wanted to tell you something important under them.”

“Oh that sounds nice but it would have to depend if I sell out before they start”

“Oh right your stand! I’ll tell everyone to buy from you so you can join me.”

“I’d love that! Thanks, but why can’t you tell me your important news before the fireworks?”

“Oh because um” he stammered “I wanted to make it memorable, it’s your first festival here. Since you can’t really look around the stands, I thought we’d enjoy the fireworks at least.”

“Thats very sweet of you, now I really hope I sell out before nightfall!”

We head to the dorms in my car and I rest up for the next day. Meanwhile the girls confront Iida.

“So so so so, did you ask her?” asked Mina as she bounced.

“Yes I asked her but she can’t unless she sells out at her stand” said Iida full of nerves still “I can’t believe I’m finally going to tell her...what if I mess it up? what if she doesn’t sell out and misses the fireworks? what if-”

“Chill out Iida-kun!” said Jiro “its hard to mess up, she’s a smart girl, she’ll understand and give you an answer. And if you’re so concerned about her missing the fireworks, just go to the stand and watch them from there.”

“Jiro-chan is right! Palma-san is going to spend time with you regardless, I’m rooting for you two.” cheerfully said Momo.

“Momo-chan, are Iida and Palma your OTP now kero?” asked Asui “I thought you wanted Mirio and Palma to happen?”

“Yea but given the current situation, Palma doesn’t have anyone on their tail nor is seeking” explained Momo as everyone uncomfortably listened “Tokoyami and Palma isn’t suitable, all the other boys are either already shipped or undesirable, that leaves Iida as her best option.”

Everyone goes to bed just to make Momo stop talking about her ships because it was starting to get cringy. Iida lays in bed acting out how he was going tell Palma how he feels.

Day 5: Culture Shock

Nothing special planned for this day, it was a talk show/interview situation on the school broadcast hosted by Mic sensei. Myself and the other international students of UA, all 10 of them across all grades and programs, talked about coming over to Japan and hero culture. I didn’t talk too much about it to avoid that traumatic event that lead me here. Everyone tuned in to hear and see us. I go about my normal school day to upkeep with the lessons I might of missed and got my baked goods and agua fresca ready to transport and sell for the next day.

Day 6: The Festival

I get up early to get ready so I can set up my stand before the grounds opened to the public. I get dressed in the back of my car with Mimi and Jin covering me as I changed into my blue campeche dress with white ribbons in my braid loops. I paired it with a simple make up look, mexican flag seprape and yellow rose hair pins to hold up my braid loops. I wore my huaraches because I know I’m going to be standing all day to sell this bread. Right away I get a bunch of customers and it was nice but after a while I didn’t get steady customers. I was selling agua fresca faster than conchas by midday because of the heat and the other stands were running out of bottled water. By 4pm, Iida came by my stand.

“Hola senorita, como se pasa aqui?”

“Hola Tenya, mas o menos aqui.”

“uh, translation, sorry hehehe”

“I said I was doing more or less here, like at this rate I’m not going to sell out in time to see the fireworks with you and it’s making me a little sad.”

“I see, well it so happens that I’m in the mood for something sweet!” he said taking out his wallet “give me 20 conchas and a large of the jamica.”

“Oh jeez ok, your total is 3,200 yen. Let me get you a bag for all that bread” I said using my quirk to serve his drink and putting the bread in the biggest paper bag I had “here you go, thank you for your donation to my cause! Come by later to see if I’m free.”

“Thank you Ita! I will!” he said walking away. I had no idea what he did with all that bread but business slightly picked up, I saw some familiar faces and had nice interactions with them. Then familiar face that I didn’t have a name to came up to my stand at sundown.

“Hi! Welcome to my stand” I said warmly as he raised his head to meet my face.

“Hmmm mexican sweet bread and drinks? Interesting” he said in an almost monotone voice but from the eye bags under his eyes, I could tell he was on day 2 of no sleep “say, aren’t you that intel student that took down the big three in that practice test?”

“Oh you tuned in for that broadcast? Yup thats me” I said trying not to brag or scream at him to hurry up and buy something.

“Cool, I’m Hitoshi Shinso, you train with my friends in 1-B” he said awkwardly like he didn’t know when to introduce himself or if he should’ve at all.

“Oh you’re Tetsutsu’s friend! He tells me about you” I said to bring this awkward conversation to an end so he can buy something and leave “did he tell you about my stand?”

“sort of, I just came by because I’ve been meaning to approach you since the broadcast but I’m a bit-” he said straining to keep his cool “just a bit of scaredy cat to come up to talk to you because of your uh talents.”

“Oh well uh thanks but I’m really nice, I don’t fight like that unless you provoke me” I said as I understood why he’s acting weird, he has a crush on me “well what can I get you?”

“hmm? oh um can I get 3 breads a medium of this cinnamon rice milk”

“Ok, your total is 600 yen” I said pouring his drink and getting the money he hands me, its a 1,000 yen bill “Out of 1,000- let me get your change of-”

“No need!” he said getting his bag small baggie of bread “keep it as donation for the cause. Also are you going to watch the fireworks? it’s going to start in an hour and a half.”

“Oh shit really?” I said looking at my phone for the time, it was almost 6pm and I was at my last 151 breads and few cups of drinks “If I sell out of product before then, I can but from the looks of it I might not be able”

He leaves and ping Mimi and Jin to help me boost sales a bit. Things did pick up a bit but when the announcement came on that the fireworks show was going to start in 5 minutes, I still had 20 conchas and 2 large cups of agua fresa left. Feeling defeated, I just stood at my stand to finish selling and maybe catch a glimpse of the show between sales. As they started, nobody came by and I thought man, I feel bad that it kinda stood up Tenya but he’s probably with the others having fun. Meanwhile, at the viewing area, Iida was pushing through the crowd looking for Palma.

“Iida-kun! it’s this way to the stands!” yelled Uraraka over the sound of the fireworks.

“Ita?! Ita?! where are you?” Iida yelled not hearing the people around him as he pushed around.

I sell my last bread and drink as the fireworks finished and I just started to clean up. I felt terrible and wallowed in my shitty-ness over this, even though deep down I know this ain’t shit to stress over and I’m just feeling the ruined fantasy. As I took down my signs, I heard somebody approach me.

“Hey”

“Oh hi Shinso” I said turning around to face him “how was the show? I couldn’t see them.”

“They were cool but I was going to say that you weren’t there” he said fixing his jacket sleeve “I would’ve enjoyed your company.”

I visibly blushed and let out a sad sigh “That makes me feel terrible, I wanted to join you and the others.”

“Well, the festival isn’t done yet” he tried to say to keep his cool “would you like to look around, with me?”

“I’m down, just let me finish here and I’ll be ready.”

After turning in my makings to the coordinator I joined Shinso for a nice time and it made me feel better. I didn’t see Iida nor got a text from them and I just thought he was having alot of fun with the others. At the end of the festival, Shinso walks me to my car and said our goodbyes. On the drive to the dorm I was like shit, now I have a crush on him! It can’t be so bad right? I get to my room and see everyone is pretty much either in the rooms asleep or not here yet. I took a well deserved bath in the dim lights and just tried to just relax but then the crackheads bust in for real bro hours in the dark, I listen in trying not to give myself away.

“Poor Iida, lost his chance” sighed Kirishima

“I don’t know how all this could’ve been avoided if he just sent her a text.” growled Bakugo

“but did you see that one chick confessing to him and he straight up was like ‘sorry, please move out of the way I am trying to find someone’ and moved them aside!” snickered Mineta 

“I saw Palma-san walking around the grounds with that general ed student Shinso” Kaminari said gassing up the situation “looks like theres new competitor in the race to win her heart.”

I sit there in the tub thinking, they keep saying he likes me but I’m not convinced completely. Well, Shinso is kinda hot and nice to me, I wouldn’t mind being his girlfriend if he asked. And Tenya, he’s clean cut and gentlemanly, he’s ideal but he’s not convincing me that he wants to be more than just friends. Whatever happens, happens! I’m not letting some boys ruin me and my education. They leave and I emerge from my bath to dry off and teleport to my room. I change and walk toward the kitchen because a bitch thirsty and kinda hungry, then I see Iida hunched over the counter.

“Um hey Tenya”

“hmmm? OH Ita” he said as he stood up straight “I didn’t know you came back before me.”

“yeah, I sold out right when the fireworks ended” I said as I walked to the fridge “sorry I kinda stood you up like that, I feel terrible.”

“No! don’t be! I know you couldn’t leave until then so its ok.”

“But what was the thing you wanted to tell me?” I asked as I poured myself water “I really want to know, it sounded important.”

“Oh um I wanted to ask if...umm” he started and got nervous “if you wanted to uhhh be my, my.... my english tutor!”

“English tutor? thats it?” I questioned almost disappointedly.

“Yes! my english tutor and in exchange I can tutor you in math” he said adding on to his lies “I thought maybe we could make a habit of studying together since you wanted to take school more seriously.”

“Oh ok sure, I’ll be your tutor” I said as I got some strawberries from the fridge “for a moment there you were going to say something else! like you liked me or something.”

I didn’t see his expression but it was silent screaming and frustration “hahaha noooo, we’re good friends and I wouldn’t bring up such a thing!”

I fully didn’t know what to say to all that as I was suspicious of everything and every one. We talked over a study schedule and said good night. I went to sleep not knowing the hell I just started and will endure for the next few years with this Iida and Shinso thing.

-End Chapter 12-

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HELLO my name is ( CANDICE FLAIR ). people often mistake me for ( MADISON BEER ). i find this very silly but people also tell me i’m ( ADVENTUROUS ) and ( DECEPTIVE ). i am born in (  MEDFORD ) but i now live in ( CALIFORNIA ). if there’s one song that describes me the most it’d have to be  (BUBBLEGUM BITCH by marina and the diamonds ).

HELLO my name is ( ZACHARY SULLIVAN ). people often mistake me for ( CALUM HOOD ). i find this very silly but people also tell me i’m ( ELOQUENT ) and ( BLUNT ). i am born in ( HAWAII ) but i now live in ( CALIFORNIA ). if there’s one song that describes me the most it’d have to be ( HOT IN HERRE by nelly ). 

hello everybody !! it’s your resident plotting hoe, adri !!  i go by she/her, am 21+, and from the gmt+8 timezone. you can mainly catch me on versctle which is my active indie rp blog. so yeah if you got a follow from that, you don’t necessarily have to follow it back from your character blog since this ( stbcn ) is a sideblog !!

i have yet to really finish my blog, but will update you guys when i do !!

anyway, i love my filthy rich babies with all my heart. please keep in mind that they are both in an OPEN RELATIONSHIP , which enables individual threads and poly threads with your muses without them cheating on each other. anyway this ought to be fun since it’s my first time to actually take on a poly ship in a rp group !! candice is openly pansexual and panromantic, while zach is bi-closeted, regarding both bisexuality and biromance. he’s only ever been exclusive with girls, but he’s definitely into guys as well and can be quite defensive about this. but of course, connections are not limited to sexual or romantic, but also angsty, platonic, familial, you name it !!

here are some tidbits of them:

CANDICE FLAIR:

she was an only child at first, neglected by her parents since they were both busy with business and didn’t have the best marriage. her earliest memory was her parents fighting in the kitchen, when her dad pointed a knife at her mom

to compensate for their absence, they had enough money to buy her whatever she wanted and was raised by a nanny, that had no choice but to spoil her like her parents had wished

in spite of all this, candice focused on her studies. she was a very studious girl since she really wanted to make her parents proud of her. she was one of the top in her classes, as well as one of the richest and prettiest girls in her school

when her parents miraculously made up and renewed their vows, their household expanded and candice became the big sister of four baby siblings

because she was almost a teenager at this age, her parents had expected her to be on her own, while they focused on their business and prioritized their recent children whenever they got the chance to do so

she had to watch her parents giving the love and affection to her younger siblings, what she had been craving for when she was a lonely little girl

candice may be seen as a rich kid by others, but she’s the type who falls close to the bottom, which meant that hanging out with the most popular kids in school was not in her league, though she strived for their validation and charmed her way into their clique

her charm and manipulative ways made it convenient for her to get free things from her richer friends, which made it easier for her to save up ( smart cookie, eh ? )

she climbed up the social ladder by being relevant in school, building up a reputation of being the gorgeous rich girl who appeared in the hottest events and was associated with the most memorable people in her school, even the hot english teacher that girls assumed was gay, not until candice made her move

but she didn’t limit her audience to the elite, even trying to charm cliques of other kinds, such as the jocks, stoners, etc. living up to her label “the chameleon” by building connections and seeking for advantages

when she grew older, the less she got home. either staying with a friend, a hotel, anything to really avoid her parents when they were home

she was a party girl but knew how to prioritize her studies

she graduated high school with flying colors as a salutatorian, which her parents were proud of, but candice had gotten cold and thought it was too late for them to reach out to her now

she is now taking up engineering in university, though she is still the wild child who sleeps around with richer people, regardless of how old they are and is an aspiring sugar baby and trophy wife

QUICK IMPORTANT FACTS: candice destroys the stereotypes of being objectified as a “pretty girl” by being studious and prioritizing her academics. in spite of this, she loves manipulating people to get what she wants for her enjoyment, but she is also capable of being independent and doesn’t get attached, which is why she shifts from one person to another

she may be one of the hottest and best dressed, but she enjoys html, computer science, and computer hacking on her spare time. this was something she adapted from one of the people she’s dated when she was in her early teens

she is capable of backstabbing and betrayal, as well as plotting on revenge to anyone who might spite her. she’s a kitty with claws and could get physical when she deems necessary

ZACHARY SULLIVAN:

zach was born and raised in hawaii, with an older sister and his native parents. unfortunately, his mother passed away when he was three, to which his family was devastated with. zach hadn’t known her very well, but he’s heard stories of how amazing and sweet she was

his father, has always been a certified alcoholic, and his vice had worsened when he grieved over the loss of his wife, making him very distant and hostile towards zach and his sister. they never had the best father-son relationship, which had zach seeking for other father figures, only to return to the image of his father and his problematic ways

he was nurtured by the tender love and care of his grandparents instead, and zach was a certified beach bum that enjoyed certain hobbies such as surfing and swimming, since they lived close to the beach

he saw no importance in his studies, deciding to bolt off with his friends or skip his classes to have fun. he got away easily since his family was rich and his grandparents always got his back when he was failing his subjects. he was definitely spoiled by his grandparents that he grew with a feeling of entitlement

zach had a natural charm regardless of his lethargy, which made him a persuasive and eloquent speaker to his peers and others

by the age of 12, his father met a woman ( a tourist ) and fell in love, which made zach and his family move to california to live with the woman and her daughter

they eventually got married and zach had to live with his step mother and step sister, but these two never got along, and zach always felt like there was a competition amongst the three of them, trying to be the best child to his father ( though he and his full-blooded sister were often on good terms )

he joined the swimming team in high school and had appeared in various competitions

he developed his first love that only broke his heart and made him want to close his heart to ever love again

he grew into a fuqboi, being irresponsible and aiming to be a bigger disappointment to his father and step-mother, who were both greatly catching on

he would sabotage his step sister with every chance he gets since she gets on his nerves for some reason

and he thrived to have their attention, even when it was negatively, feeling smug and getting into arguments with them to feel alive

he’s gotten acquainted best with the popular kids and the stoners, since he was often getting high, attending parties, or ditching his classes to do anything else

zach was one of the common students to get into detention, since he was always getting into trouble and wasn’t really afraid when he got caught

he’s got anger issues and would seem bossy and demanding whenever he feels like it. he’s also not afraid to get physical with people since he can be quite hedonistic

he’s got massive abandonment issues and hates the thought of being alone, and would rather spend a night with a stranger, in spite of him being defensive of his clinginess

he’s actually got a lot of issues like this list could go on but pls do love my problematic son he needs all the character development he can get

he takes up human resources since he wants to get into the business of recruitments, though he’s been held back from his subjects since he doesn’t plan on attending most of them

THEIR HISTORY TOGETHER:

zach and candice have a messy history of being on/off friends with benefits in high school, that eventually led to an open relationship, where they agree to see other people individually or see other people together. they have grown an attachment to each other but neither has thought about taking the relationship seriously, but it still complicates the people they’re dating, since they make up and break up every time

so yeah, while i fix the rest of the blog, please just like this post or hmu for plots !! some wanted connections would definitely be:

FOR CANDICE:

her best friend since childhood

an ex that she cannot get over

friends who act like lovers (girls)

a hookup gone wrong since he almost got her pregnant 

FOR ZACH:

his first love that fuelled him into being a fuqboi

his step sister that gets on his nerves

a guy he’s been crushing on and vice versa

his best friend/partner-in-crime that he gets in trouble with

stoner buddies, drinking buddies

FOR BOTH:

friends, friends with benefits, frenemies

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The TV Tropes Trivia page for "The Fairly OddParents" says Birch Hartman once had an idea for a film that was never made. Timmy, feeling sorry for all the other kids Vicky babysat, would wish that every child has a fairy godparent. Because Vicky was under 18, she would also get a godparent - Jorgen Von Strangle. And with fewer fairies to stop them, the Anti-Fairies and Pixies would take over. What do you think? Would Amity allow this? Would Timmy's wish brainwash them so that Vicky seemed nice?

Aww, seriously? I got cheated out of seeing Pixies? Dude, that’s so lame.

The obvious problem here is that it’s been established in show canon that there are not enough godparents for every child. Some fans seem to believe the number of Fairies is 81,000 because that’s how many could fit in the stadium in “Temporary Fairy”. My assumption was that it was just how many fit before it reached capacity, so I personally upped the count a tad.

I did some math last year to figure out how many Fairies were alive during H.P.’s time, and came up with about 7,000 (By the time Wilcox is born, that’s less than the population of Faeheim alone, which bothers H.P. a lot and gives him old people feels). Taking into account the rates they reproduce (including fairies not having babies after Cosmo), this is proportional to how many humans were alive in the time period parallel I set him in.

Unfortunately I tossed that math thinking I wouldn’t need it anymore, and I don’t remember WHAT time period it was and can’t be bothered to work it out right now, but there were dirt floors covered with straw, people mainly used curtains instead of doors, living rooms and kitchens were typically combined into “keeping rooms”, and a firepit in the middle of the floor (not over by the wall in a fireplace just yet) was the main source of light (Candles came much later- lanterns were only for genies for awhile).

Note: I tried to keep Fairy technology advancing at the same general pace human society did, though of course Fairies live longer. H.P. has seen people write with clay tablets, engrave on metal, use ink and parchment, and type on paper. It took them longer than humans to figure out papyrus because it’s not available in most areas of the cloudlands.

ANYWAY, I ended up having like 86,909 Fairies alive. They’re just not a people who reproduce very quickly. Actually, since edibles have to be grown on Earth, there have never been too many Fairies who farm. It was actually the people who were rich enough to survive on Earth who claimed the farms first (they could afford transport costs of goods to and from the cloudlands); thus, it did not benefit the poorer populations to have larger families who could work the soil. Unlike humans, the Fairykind had the option of looking to Alien societies when they built their own. The idea of rent sprang up very quickly. It behooved poorer families to have fewer kids so they could save money.

Worldbuilding tangent: Those of us ladies in first-world countries are usually anticipated by society to become mothers; raising children is seen as one of the most important things a woman can do in her life. 

Not so in Fairy society! The Fairykind can only gain nutrients, fill their hungry stomachs, and even get most taste from food not touched by magic- aka, food grown in Earth dirt that hasn’t been tilled with magic-made tools. This is why they settled the cloudlands around Earth to begin with, and not around some rocky planet that couldn’t support life.

However, even with the expanses of the Earth before them, food has always been a limited resource. Ergo, society promotes the idea that parenting is more of a leisure activity, and you shouldn’t have kids unless you know you can afford them. A homeless or struggling Fairy with kids is viewed even more negatively than a homeless or struggling person without kids (particularly with the way Fairy menstrual cycles work, b/c many subspecies have “breeding seasons” and stuff that marks their fertility, and at other times - for decades or centuries at a time - they could mate as much as they wanted without the risk of pregnancy. As a result, “accidents” are viewed by outsiders in a very “Wow, your parents are either really stupid or really hormonal” kind of way.

The subspecies lower on the ladder are constantly “always fertile” like humans; hence, why they’re on the bottom of the ladder. Remember that Cupid’s family line are the ones who designed the social ladder in the first place; they based it off cycles like this. Obviously, they are more prone to accident babies, and more prone to struggling, and they continue to be cast in a bad light by society.

And yes, Praxis deliberately tried to cast Ambrosine into the struggling position when he cut off his funds after Ambrosine had H.P. as a teenager- and Ambrosine put H.P. in the same scenario when H.P. had his third kid and there was still no supportive mother in sight.

Do you see where I’m going with this? Promote the idea that status can only fall with marriage and not raise a lower-ranked person up, and ta-da! The Fairy caste system is in place and keeps the power in the hands of wealthy fairies- families who tend to marry cousins to keep their wealth in the family. A poor full-blooded fairy is technically still ranked higher than, say, a rich elf on a legal level where inheritances and things are concerned. In personal interactions, not so much.

Compare this with Anti-Fairy society, which places a heavier focus on family loyalty- if you choose to keep the kid. In Anti-Fairy society, you basically have the right to give up the kid at birth since you had to have the kid if your counterpart did, whether you wanted to or not. Antis dumping their kids in the middle of nowhere is the stereotypical exception rather than the rule, and used by Fairies when they want to paint Antis in a bad light. In reality, Anti-Fairy society has systems in place where you can take pups, and other Antis who want kids but are infertile because their counterparts haven’t had any can adopt them. 

However, if you choose to accept the kid and you begin spending resources on it, then this idea of family loyalty comes into play, because bats roost in colonies, see. It’s a very, “I didn’t HAVE to keep you, but I did, so don’t you dare make me regret this by dishonoring the family name we’re risking for you” kind of thing. With these family ties in mind, if a teenage Anti-Fairy parent kept their kid, it would reflect poor on the teen’s parents for not stepping in to help them raise it. Raise, yes- politics are a different story sometimes.

SO! This idea of parenting being a leisure activity for Fairies contributes to A) Fairies not rioting when they couldn’t have kids anymore, and B) Their population being small.

What were we talking about again? Oh yeah. Family size, the Fairy population, and Amity. Sorry.

86,909 Fairies alive in my headcanon at the time of “Jimmy Timmy Power Hour”. There are more human kids than that. If this wish affected the entire world, this means that even Fairies who haven’t been trained to be godparents would get sucked into this.

Realistically, this is a wish that the Fairy Council would never allow, and it should shut down Cosmo and Wanda’s wands. You would think this would be one of the very first additions in Da Rules, because it could seriously screw up society and cause unnecessary stress, panic, and chaos.

So it’s not so much Amity having a say in whether this wish is okay or not, though they would be the ones to decide which fairies get which godchildren, and it would a be a rush job so they wouldn’t study personalities first. The godparents they have on file probably have personality details written that they could glance at, but they don’t have time to evaluate ALL the Fairies. In fact, they probably wouldn’t have time to evaluate all the kids: Hence, Vicky may have slipped through the ranks there. 

Odd that she’d end up with Jorgen. Jorgen’s position as Keeper of Da Rules is pretty important, so you’d think he and the Council would be the absolute last resorts, and Amity isn’t allowed to assign them without their permission. I suppose they would have said, “This is important, so I’ll volunteer”, and Amity assigned them to the first kids to come up. In which case, Jorgen and the Council likely would have been “brainwashed” by the wish in the same way they were by the Secret Wish (and they’d probably treat it as seriously).

Of course, things would be a little easier on Amity if the wish only affects Dimmsdale (especially if Timmy just wanted all the kids who had been bullied by Vicky to get godparents). In theory, Fairies (and Anti-Fairies) who have passed their certification classes and been licensed to be godparents apply to Amity in the hopes of being assigned to a child. So, when Timmy makes the wish, Amity would simply take all these certified newbies and assign them to godkids, and possibly make certification classes easier, or even offer temporary certification to students “because this is an emergency”.

Still, there is a godparent shortage going on right now, and evidently has been since “Temporary Fairy”. Jorgen said in “The Big Fairy Share Scare” that Fairies simply weren’t pursuing godparenting as a job anymore- probably because you have to pass all those tests and you get paid by commission; you’re out of luck if your kid loses you and you don’t get assigned to another one for years. 

Additionally, after the ban on fairy babies was lifted when Poof was born, many fairies are entering that age where they’ve accumulated sufficient funds to support themselves and are looking for leisure activities (or otherwise taking advantage of this opportunity for parenthood in case the window of opportunity closes again). They’re interested in settling down and raising families. There are only so many times you can be ripped away from a godkid before you begin craving something more permanent. 

Cosmo and Wanda are a team and had been with Timmy for many years; they were confident in their ability to raise Poof while still being his fairies (though we know this was rough on Timmy at first during Season 6). Some other godparents, after losing their kids, probably decided to take some time off. Fairy World is having a baby boom right now, so to speak. If Timmy made this wish for all the kids to have godparents, then these godparents would definitely be ordered back onto the field. Retired experts are first in line, before hopeful newbie fairies (or dust forbid, Anti-Fairies) are approved for work.

If this movie ever does get made, I’ll have to debate over whether or not I consider it canon. I’ll probably say, “It’s canon, but depending on the number of kids who get fairies, you may need to pretend that each godparent is assigned to multiple kids, except Jorgen because he does what he wants”.

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three Diet Experiments That Can Change Your Eating Habits—and Your Body

As his weight climbed to just about 300 kilos, Dominic Matteo thought he knew methods to flip issues round: Just cease consuming chips, ice cream, and different extremely processed meals.

“I’ll will myself through this,” he informed himself.

Then he’d see the ice cream within the freezer and assume, ‘Just one spoonful.’ Soon Matteo was gazing an empty container and questioning, ‘Why am I so weak?’

But Matteo’s willpower wasn’t the issue—his kitchen was. It was stocked with tempting junk meals, and it wanted a critical overhaul.

Here’s the factor: Back then, Matteo didn’t consider a kitchen makeover would really work. It sounded too straightforward.

He tried it anyway, although… and went on to lose over 100 kilos.

“If I hadn’t done that experiment, I probably wouldn’t have been successful,” says Matteo, who’s now a Precision Nutrition Level 2 Master Class coach. “It’s all about self-discovery and awareness.”

At Precision Nutrition, we regularly use experiments to assist our shoppers uncover necessary clues about what they really want (and don’t want) to succeed in their objectives. Such experiments function highly effective instruments for uprooting the limiting and sometimes false beliefs that are inclined to derail lasting behavior change.

In this text, you’ll discover three of our most transformative experiments. Try them your self (or use with a shopper). What you be taught could allow you to lastly clear your greatest hurdles… even when the experiments sound too straightforward to work.

Limiting Belief #1: “If I had more willpower, I could stop eating so much junk food.”

Many of us assume, very like Matteo did, that willpower is one thing we’re both born with… or we’re not.

So once we discover ourselves reaching for the second (or third … or fourth … or fifth) chocolate chip cookie, we beat ourselves up for being “weak.”

But portion management and healthful meals decisions are much less about motivation and willpower and extra about your atmosphere. Give this experiment a strive, and also you’ll see what we imply.

The experiment: Do a kitchen makeover.

Use this two-step course of to scrub out your fridge, pantry, freezer, and different locations you stash meals. In the method, you’ll make some meals so much tougher to eat and different meals so much simpler to eat.

Step 1: Make an inventory

Determine your pink, yellow, and inexperienced gentle meals.

But bear in mind: At Precision Nutrition, we don’t consider in universally good or dangerous meals. Everyone’s pink, yellow, and inexperienced lists will probably be totally different. 

Here’s methods to establish yours:

Red gentle meals = “no go” meals. These are meals that current such a tough problem for you that they simply aren’t definitely worth the battle. Red gentle meals could not be just right for you as a result of:

They don’t allow you to obtain your objectives

You all the time overeat them

You’re allergic to them

You can’t simply digest them

You simply don’t like them

Ultra-processed meals usually fall into this class.

Yellow gentle meals = “slow down” meals. Maybe you possibly can eat a little bit bit of those and cease, or you possibly can eat them sanely at a restaurant with others, however not at residence alone.

Green gentle meals = anytime meals. They’re nutritious and make your physique and thoughts really feel good. You can eat them usually, slowly, and in affordable quantities. Whole meals normally make up most of this checklist.

Live with different folks? Try these client-tested methods.

So what in case your associate or children love the meals that you just need to get out of the home?

Matteo confronted this actual predicament. Here’s what he suggests.

Talk about it. Explain that you just need to make a change—and why. You would possibly say, “I really need your help. I can’t do this alone.”

Take small steps. Focus on eradicating or decreasing a few meals at a time moderately than each single pink gentle meals without delay.

Compromise. For instance, moderately than buying half-gallon containers of ice cream, Matteo’s household now buys eight single-serving cups—simply sufficient for every member of the family to eat two single-serving desserts every week.

Stash it out of sight. If you could preserve a pink gentle meals in the home, make it as tough to entry as you possibly can. For instance, you would possibly preserve chips on a shelf within the basement moderately than within the kitchen. One of Matteo’s shoppers requested his spouse to retailer desserts in a protected for which solely she knew the mix.

Step 2: Get cleansing.

You’ll in all probability want a big rubbish bag (possibly a number of!) and a compost bin, when you've got one.

First, do away with the pink gentle meals. If you battle with the concept of losing meals, contemplate donating unopened, non-perishable, unexpired gadgets to a charity. Compost what you possibly can’t donate.

And remind your self: Overeating isn't any much less wasteful than trashing the meals, given your physique doesn’t really need the energy. Plus, you simply would possibly discover, as Matteo did, that your kitchen purge really saves you cash over time since you’ll cease shopping for sure meals.

Next, cope with the yellow gentle meals. You have a number of choices right here. You can take away them, preserve them in smaller portions to stop overeating, or put them someplace exhausting to see and attain (on a excessive shelf in an opaque container, for instance).

Lastly, replenish in your inexperienced gentle meals. Put these meals entrance and heart and take steps to make them straightforward to seize and eat.

For instance, possibly you make your individual path combine, storing it on the entrance of the pantry the place you’re extra more likely to see it. Or, maybe you peel a few oranges and preserve them towards the entrance of the fridge, for simple snacking throughout your laziest moments. Or possibly you retain a half dozen hard-boiled eggs on the prepared.

One notice: Don’t overdo it when buying new inexperienced meals, particularly produce, as they’re possible perishable (in contrast to a lot of the pink and yellow meals you’re changing). Remember, it’s okay to start out small and construct from there.

Step three: Take notes.

The subsequent time you get a yearning for a pink or yellow meals, discover what occurs. Do you attain for one thing in your inexperienced gentle checklist, since that’s what’s proper in entrance of you? Or do you drive to the shop to get meals you crave? Or… do you determine to not eat something in any respect as a result of it requires method an excessive amount of effort?

The lesson: Your atmosphere makes it tougher to apply wholesome consuming habits.

“Understanding that your environment guides your decisions can facilitate better actions,” Matteo says.

What he’s getting at is one thing we check with as Berardi’s First Law (named after our co-founder, John Berardi, PhD):

If a meals is in your own home or possession, both you, somebody you're keen on, or somebody you marginally tolerate, will finally eat it.

There’s additionally a corollary to this regulation:

If a wholesome meals is in your own home or possession, both you, somebody you're keen on, or somebody you marginally tolerate, will finally eat it.

This is why counting on willpower or motivation is a essentially flawed plan. No matter how a lot or how little willpower you even have, you’ll finally default to the simplest meals choices, particularly while you’re drained. Or pressured. Or ravenous.

By eradicating pink gentle meals, you make the selection to eat inexperienced meals a lot simpler—nearly no willpower required.

Limiting Belief #2: “I hardly eat anything, and I still can’t lose weight.”

Feeling this fashion will be extremely irritating and complicated. Sometimes, it even stops folks from attempting to get more healthy altogether.

But in each case, the precept of power stability applies:

When you eat extra energy (power) than you expend, you achieve weight. And while you eat fewer energy than you expend, you drop some pounds. (Which sounds method easier than it's, after all.)

So what offers? Let’s discover out.

The experiment: For one week, observe every thing you eat.

All you must do: Write down what you eat day by day for every week.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. You’ve heard this recommendation earlier than—possibly tons of of occasions.

But have you ever actually performed it? By really writing it down (versus retaining a psychological tally)?

For each single meal and snack?

Every day?

For a complete week?

If not, give it a strive. It’s really so much simpler than it sounds. You can write it down in a pocket book, use a record-keeping app like MyFitnessPal, and even simply snap a photograph of every thing you eat.

Make positive to incorporate every thing you eat and drink. Don’t neglect to report the cream and sugar in your espresso, the dressing in your salad, and the lone fry (or was it eight?) you stole off your child’s plate.

(Note: Unless you take pleasure in it, we’re not recommending you observe this fashion frequently. This is only a short-term experiment.)

Treat these notes as in the event you have been a scientist. This isn’t about judging your meals decisions. It’s merely about noticing them. Be variety, curious, and compassionate with your self.

For essentially the most correct snapshot of your consuming habits, strive to do that throughout a typical week with none massive occasions, and don’t change the way you usually eat simply since you’re retaining observe.

At the tip of the week, check out your log. Is it in keeping with how a lot you thought you have been consuming?

The lesson: It’s straightforward, and extremely widespread, to underestimate how a lot you eat.

Research exhibits that, on common, folks underestimate their meals consumption by round 47 %—for all types of comprehensible causes.

First, senseless nibbles will be even much less memorable than the storage location of our automobile keys.

Second, although people are nice at lots of issues, estimating portion sizes simply isn’t one among them. We don’t all the time acknowledge how caloric sure meals are (hello, peanut butter), and generally we deceive ourselves. (‘I had, like, 5 chips… not three-quarters of the bag… proper?”)

Point is, it is a actual factor. And it occurs to lots of people—even dietitians.

That’s why many individuals want dietary guard rails—calorie counts, macros, or hand parts—to information what and the way a lot they eat… a minimum of for a short while. Here at PN, we use hand parts to assist shoppers make higher meals and portion judgments. (We’ve seen some unbelievable transformations utilizing this methodology alone.)

If you haven’t already checked out our Nutrition Calculator, go forward and plug in your objectives and private data. You’ll get a full report of how a lot to eat, together with the corresponding hand parts, and every thing it's essential find out about how they work.

Using this strategy, together with aware consuming practices like consuming slowly and to 80 % full, may also help you eat in a method that makes weight reduction really feel extra easy. 

three extra experiments to strive

Want to continue learning extra about your self? Try the next to maintain gathering intel.

Experiment: Eat nothing however sugar packets (learn: pure sugar) for a day. (Good luck!)

What it exhibits: Sugar itself could not likely be an issue meals for you. Read: Most folks received’t stuff themselves with sugar alone. Instead, it’s extra about what the sugar is blended with. For instance, you might be okay consuming it when it’s in fruit, yogurt, and even ketchup, however not when it’s inside your private pink gentle meals like cookies, chocolate, or ice cream.

Experiment: Eat slowly day by day for a month, attempting to make each meal final a little bit bit longer. (Start by taking a breath between bites.)

What it exhibits: You could uncover that you just really feel extra glad sooner, so that you eat much less routinely. You can also discover consuming slowly brings up uncomfortable emotions—ones you’ve been quashing with meals.

Experiment: Use this text to make breakfast a little bit bit more healthy.

What it exhibits: You don’t need to do an entire 180 with a view to see progress. Could you swap chilly cereal for oatmeal? Could you might have fruit as a substitute of hashbrowns? Could you strive eggs on a mattress of greens as a substitute of with a bagel? It’s not simply in regards to the substitutions; it’s about being considerate about what you eat… earlier than you eat. Small adjustments, performed persistently, pave the best way to lasting habits.

Limiting Belief #three: “I seriously can’t handle being hungry.”

Hunger is lots of issues: annoying, uncomfortable, distracting…

One factor it’s not: such a giant deal that you need to do every thing in your energy to keep away from ever experiencing it.

Problem is, starvation seems like a giant deal. Some shoppers have even informed us that starvation seems like an emergency. They fear that in the event that they don’t eat immediately, their starvation will proceed to worsen and worse and worse till… they die.

Or want they may.

For these causes, many individuals eat as quickly as they really feel even the slightest pang—bodily or psychological. That usually means they eat greater than actually wanted, which ends up in weight achieve (or stalls fats loss). They additionally attain for no matter they discover first (see experiment #1).

But what occurs while you don’t instantly meet starvation with meals? Let’s discover out.

The experiment: Try fasting for a day.

We realize it sounds scary. Nothing dangerous will occur—promise.

We embody this experiment, lovingly referred to as “fasting day,” in our year-long teaching program. Over the years, our teaching shoppers have informed us at the present time is without doubt one of the most impactful experiences of your complete program.

Here’s the way it works: Consume no energy for 24 hours.

Zero. Nada. None.

Enjoy calorie-free drinks equivalent to water, flavored water, unsweetened tea, or plain espresso. But aside from that, keep away from all meals and caloric drinks.

Obviously this isn’t one thing we suggest long-term. It’s simply at some point.

And it simply is likely to be essentially the most difficult and insightful day you’ve had in a very long time.

A few necessary caveats:

You can do that on a schedule that works for you. For instance, you could possibly quick from dinner to dinner, or lunch to lunch. If 24 hours seems like an excessive amount of, contemplate simply skipping a meal or two as a substitute. This isn’t about getting it “perfect.” Also, it'd go with out saying, however you in all probability shouldn’t do that experiment on a day when it's essential be 100% “on your game,” equivalent to while you’re flying a airplane or doing open-heart surgical procedure.

Fasting isn’t proper for everybody. Do not quick in the event you:

have a medical situation that requires you to eat

battle with disordered consuming and have been informed by no means to quick

know that intervals of meals restriction—even when performed rigorously and consciously—can result in bingeing in a while

The lesson: Hunger isn’t an emergency.

It’s pure to fret that starvation will preserve getting worse and worse—making us really feel awful and stopping us from getting something helpful performed.

But starvation doesn’t work like that.

Hunger hormones are launched in waves based mostly on when our our bodies predict meals.

As you’ll in all probability expertise whereas doing this experiment, starvation is strongest across the three- to four-hour mark of a quick. Then it subsides.

It’s an unbelievable feeling (and sometimes an excellent reduction) to be taught that you may really feel hungry—really hungry—and select to not do something about it.

There are a number of advantages right here:

Benefit #1: If the obtainable meals decisions don’t make sense for you, you understand you possibly can wait till one thing higher is offered. No biggie.

Benefit #2: You be taught what true starvation seems like. This consciousness may also help you distinguish psychological starvation (“I feel like eating something”) from physiological starvation (“My body is telling me it’s time to eat”).

Benefit #three: If it’s not “time to eat,” ready till your subsequent meal or snack received’t really feel like an issue. This is just not solely handy if starvation strikes someplace meals isn’t accessible (equivalent to in your commute), however may also be extraordinarily useful in the event you’re attempting to lose fats.

Keep experimenting, continue to grow.

You can in all probability see why we’re such massive followers of self-experimentation: It’s fairly actually a win-win. You’ll both get a reaffirming enhance of confidence and affirmation that you just’re already heading in the right direction, otherwise you’ll get precious details about how one can change issues for the higher.

By merely taking note of how experiments make you are feeling, you empower and energize your self to make higher, extra knowledgeable decisions.

And keep in mind: Self-experimentation isn’t about getting it good. It’s about discovering out what works for you, after which placing it into apply—one small step at a time.

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Over the previous 15 years, we’ve used the Precision Nutrition Coaching methodology to assist over 100,000 shoppers lose fats, get stronger, and enhance their well being… for the long-term… it doesn't matter what challenges they’re coping with.

It’s additionally why we work with well being, health, and wellness professionals (via our Level 1 and Level 2 Certification applications) to show them methods to coach their very own shoppers via the identical challenges.

Interested in Precision Nutrition Coaching? Join the presale checklist; you’ll save as much as 54% and safe a spot 24 hours early.

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three Diet Experiments That Can Change Your Eating Habits—and Your Body

As his weight climbed to just about 300 kilos, Dominic Matteo thought he knew methods to flip issues round: Just cease consuming chips, ice cream, and different extremely processed meals.

“I’ll will myself through this,” he informed himself.

Then he’d see the ice cream within the freezer and assume, ‘Just one spoonful.’ Soon Matteo was gazing an empty container and questioning, ‘Why am I so weak?’

But Matteo’s willpower wasn’t the issue—his kitchen was. It was stocked with tempting junk meals, and it wanted a critical overhaul.

Here’s the factor: Back then, Matteo didn’t consider a kitchen makeover would really work. It sounded too straightforward.

He tried it anyway, although… and went on to lose over 100 kilos.

“If I hadn’t done that experiment, I probably wouldn’t have been successful,” says Matteo, who’s now a Precision Nutrition Level 2 Master Class coach. “It’s all about self-discovery and awareness.”

At Precision Nutrition, we regularly use experiments to assist our shoppers uncover necessary clues about what they really want (and don’t want) to succeed in their objectives. Such experiments function highly effective instruments for uprooting the limiting and sometimes false beliefs that are inclined to derail lasting behavior change.

In this text, you’ll discover three of our most transformative experiments. Try them your self (or use with a shopper). What you be taught could allow you to lastly clear your greatest hurdles… even when the experiments sound too straightforward to work.

Limiting Belief #1: “If I had more willpower, I could stop eating so much junk food.”

Many of us assume, very like Matteo did, that willpower is one thing we’re both born with… or we’re not.

So once we discover ourselves reaching for the second (or third … or fourth … or fifth) chocolate chip cookie, we beat ourselves up for being “weak.”

But portion management and healthful meals decisions are much less about motivation and willpower and extra about your atmosphere. Give this experiment a strive, and also you’ll see what we imply.

The experiment: Do a kitchen makeover.

Use this two-step course of to scrub out your fridge, pantry, freezer, and different locations you stash meals. In the method, you’ll make some meals so much tougher to eat and different meals so much simpler to eat.

Step 1: Make an inventory

Determine your pink, yellow, and inexperienced gentle meals.

But bear in mind: At Precision Nutrition, we don’t consider in universally good or dangerous meals. Everyone’s pink, yellow, and inexperienced lists will probably be totally different. 

Here’s methods to establish yours:

Red gentle meals = “no go” meals. These are meals that current such a tough problem for you that they simply aren’t definitely worth the battle. Red gentle meals could not be just right for you as a result of:

They don’t allow you to obtain your objectives

You all the time overeat them

You’re allergic to them

You can’t simply digest them

You simply don’t like them

Ultra-processed meals usually fall into this class.

Yellow gentle meals = “slow down” meals. Maybe you possibly can eat a little bit bit of those and cease, or you possibly can eat them sanely at a restaurant with others, however not at residence alone.

Green gentle meals = anytime meals. They’re nutritious and make your physique and thoughts really feel good. You can eat them usually, slowly, and in affordable quantities. Whole meals normally make up most of this checklist.

Live with different folks? Try these client-tested methods.

So what in case your associate or children love the meals that you just need to get out of the home?

Matteo confronted this actual predicament. Here’s what he suggests.

Talk about it. Explain that you just need to make a change—and why. You would possibly say, “I really need your help. I can’t do this alone.”

Take small steps. Focus on eradicating or decreasing a few meals at a time moderately than each single pink gentle meals without delay.

Compromise. For instance, moderately than buying half-gallon containers of ice cream, Matteo’s household now buys eight single-serving cups—simply sufficient for every member of the family to eat two single-serving desserts every week.

Stash it out of sight. If you could preserve a pink gentle meals in the home, make it as tough to entry as you possibly can. For instance, you would possibly preserve chips on a shelf within the basement moderately than within the kitchen. One of Matteo’s shoppers requested his spouse to retailer desserts in a protected for which solely she knew the mix.

Step 2: Get cleansing.

You’ll in all probability want a big rubbish bag (possibly a number of!) and a compost bin, when you’ve got one.

First, do away with the pink gentle meals. If you battle with the concept of losing meals, contemplate donating unopened, non-perishable, unexpired gadgets to a charity. Compost what you possibly can’t donate.

And remind your self: Overeating isn’t any much less wasteful than trashing the meals, given your physique doesn’t really need the energy. Plus, you simply would possibly discover, as Matteo did, that your kitchen purge really saves you cash over time since you’ll cease shopping for sure meals.

Next, cope with the yellow gentle meals. You have a number of choices right here. You can take away them, preserve them in smaller portions to stop overeating, or put them someplace exhausting to see and attain (on a excessive shelf in an opaque container, for instance).

Lastly, replenish in your inexperienced gentle meals. Put these meals entrance and heart and take steps to make them straightforward to seize and eat.

For instance, possibly you make your individual path combine, storing it on the entrance of the pantry the place you’re extra more likely to see it. Or, maybe you peel a few oranges and preserve them towards the entrance of the fridge, for simple snacking throughout your laziest moments. Or possibly you retain a half dozen hard-boiled eggs on the prepared.

One notice: Don’t overdo it when buying new inexperienced meals, particularly produce, as they’re possible perishable (in contrast to a lot of the pink and yellow meals you’re changing). Remember, it’s okay to start out small and construct from there.

Step three: Take notes.

The subsequent time you get a yearning for a pink or yellow meals, discover what occurs. Do you attain for one thing in your inexperienced gentle checklist, since that’s what’s proper in entrance of you? Or do you drive to the shop to get meals you crave? Or… do you determine to not eat something in any respect as a result of it requires method an excessive amount of effort?

The lesson: Your atmosphere makes it tougher to apply wholesome consuming habits.

“Understanding that your environment guides your decisions can facilitate better actions,” Matteo says.

What he’s getting at is one thing we check with as Berardi’s First Law (named after our co-founder, John Berardi, PhD):

If a meals is in your own home or possession, both you, somebody you’re keen on, or somebody you marginally tolerate, will finally eat it.

There’s additionally a corollary to this regulation:

If a wholesome meals is in your own home or possession, both you, somebody you’re keen on, or somebody you marginally tolerate, will finally eat it.

This is why counting on willpower or motivation is a essentially flawed plan. No matter how a lot or how little willpower you even have, you’ll finally default to the simplest meals choices, particularly while you’re drained. Or pressured. Or ravenous.

By eradicating pink gentle meals, you make the selection to eat inexperienced meals a lot simpler—nearly no willpower required.

Limiting Belief #2: “I hardly eat anything, and I still can’t lose weight.”

Feeling this fashion will be extremely irritating and complicated. Sometimes, it even stops folks from attempting to get more healthy altogether.

But in each case, the precept of power stability applies:

When you eat extra energy (power) than you expend, you achieve weight. And while you eat fewer energy than you expend, you drop some pounds. (Which sounds method easier than it’s, after all.)

So what offers? Let’s discover out.

The experiment: For one week, observe every thing you eat.

All you must do: Write down what you eat day by day for every week.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. You’ve heard this recommendation earlier than—possibly tons of of occasions.

But have you ever actually performed it? By really writing it down (versus retaining a psychological tally)?

For each single meal and snack?

Every day?

For a complete week?

If not, give it a strive. It’s really so much simpler than it sounds. You can write it down in a pocket book, use a record-keeping app like MyFitnessPal, and even simply snap a photograph of every thing you eat.

Make positive to incorporate every thing you eat and drink. Don’t neglect to report the cream and sugar in your espresso, the dressing in your salad, and the lone fry (or was it eight?) you stole off your child’s plate.

(Note: Unless you take pleasure in it, we’re not recommending you observe this fashion frequently. This is only a short-term experiment.)

Treat these notes as in the event you have been a scientist. This isn’t about judging your meals decisions. It’s merely about noticing them. Be variety, curious, and compassionate with your self.

For essentially the most correct snapshot of your consuming habits, strive to do that throughout a typical week with none massive occasions, and don’t change the way you usually eat simply since you’re retaining observe.

At the tip of the week, check out your log. Is it in keeping with how a lot you thought you have been consuming?

The lesson: It’s straightforward, and extremely widespread, to underestimate how a lot you eat.

Research exhibits that, on common, folks underestimate their meals consumption by round 47 %—for all types of comprehensible causes.

First, senseless nibbles will be even much less memorable than the storage location of our automobile keys.

Second, although people are nice at lots of issues, estimating portion sizes simply isn’t one among them. We don’t all the time acknowledge how caloric sure meals are (hello, peanut butter), and generally we deceive ourselves. (‘I had, like, 5 chips… not three-quarters of the bag… proper?”)

Point is, it is a actual factor. And it occurs to lots of people—even dietitians.

That’s why many individuals want dietary guard rails—calorie counts, macros, or hand parts—to information what and the way a lot they eat… a minimum of for a short while. Here at PN, we use hand parts to assist shoppers make higher meals and portion judgments. (We’ve seen some unbelievable transformations utilizing this methodology alone.)

If you haven’t already checked out our Nutrition Calculator, go forward and plug in your objectives and private data. You’ll get a full report of how a lot to eat, together with the corresponding hand parts, and every thing it’s essential find out about how they work.

Using this strategy, together with aware consuming practices like consuming slowly and to 80 % full, may also help you eat in a method that makes weight reduction really feel extra easy. 

three extra experiments to strive

Want to continue learning extra about your self? Try the next to maintain gathering intel.

Experiment: Eat nothing however sugar packets (learn: pure sugar) for a day. (Good luck!)

What it exhibits: Sugar itself could not likely be an issue meals for you. Read: Most folks received’t stuff themselves with sugar alone. Instead, it’s extra about what the sugar is blended with. For instance, you might be okay consuming it when it’s in fruit, yogurt, and even ketchup, however not when it’s inside your private pink gentle meals like cookies, chocolate, or ice cream.

Experiment: Eat slowly day by day for a month, attempting to make each meal final a little bit bit longer. (Start by taking a breath between bites.)

What it exhibits: You could uncover that you just really feel extra glad sooner, so that you eat much less routinely. You can also discover consuming slowly brings up uncomfortable emotions—ones you’ve been quashing with meals.

Experiment: Use this text to make breakfast a little bit bit more healthy.

What it exhibits: You don’t need to do an entire 180 with a view to see progress. Could you swap chilly cereal for oatmeal? Could you might have fruit as a substitute of hashbrowns? Could you strive eggs on a mattress of greens as a substitute of with a bagel? It’s not simply in regards to the substitutions; it’s about being considerate about what you eat… earlier than you eat. Small adjustments, performed persistently, pave the best way to lasting habits.

Limiting Belief #three: “I seriously can’t handle being hungry.”

Hunger is lots of issues: annoying, uncomfortable, distracting…

One factor it’s not: such a giant deal that you need to do every thing in your energy to keep away from ever experiencing it.

Problem is, starvation seems like a giant deal. Some shoppers have even informed us that starvation seems like an emergency. They fear that in the event that they don’t eat immediately, their starvation will proceed to worsen and worse and worse till… they die.

Or want they may.

For these causes, many individuals eat as quickly as they really feel even the slightest pang—bodily or psychological. That usually means they eat greater than actually wanted, which ends up in weight achieve (or stalls fats loss). They additionally attain for no matter they discover first (see experiment #1).

But what occurs while you don’t instantly meet starvation with meals? Let’s discover out.

The experiment: Try fasting for a day.

We realize it sounds scary. Nothing dangerous will occur—promise.

We embody this experiment, lovingly referred to as “fasting day,” in our year-long teaching program. Over the years, our teaching shoppers have informed us at the present time is without doubt one of the most impactful experiences of your complete program.

Here’s the way it works: Consume no energy for 24 hours.

Zero. Nada. None.

Enjoy calorie-free drinks equivalent to water, flavored water, unsweetened tea, or plain espresso. But aside from that, keep away from all meals and caloric drinks.

Obviously this isn’t one thing we suggest long-term. It’s simply at some point.

And it simply is likely to be essentially the most difficult and insightful day you’ve had in a very long time.

A few necessary caveats:

You can do that on a schedule that works for you. For instance, you could possibly quick from dinner to dinner, or lunch to lunch. If 24 hours seems like an excessive amount of, contemplate simply skipping a meal or two as a substitute. This isn’t about getting it “perfect.” Also, it’d go with out saying, however you in all probability shouldn’t do that experiment on a day when it’s essential be 100% “on your game,” equivalent to while you’re flying a airplane or doing open-heart surgical procedure.

Fasting isn’t proper for everybody. Do not quick in the event you:

have a medical situation that requires you to eat

battle with disordered consuming and have been informed by no means to quick

know that intervals of meals restriction—even when performed rigorously and consciously—can result in bingeing in a while

The lesson: Hunger isn’t an emergency.

It’s pure to fret that starvation will preserve getting worse and worse—making us really feel awful and stopping us from getting something helpful performed.

But starvation doesn’t work like that.

Hunger hormones are launched in waves based mostly on when our our bodies predict meals.

As you’ll in all probability expertise whereas doing this experiment, starvation is strongest across the three- to four-hour mark of a quick. Then it subsides.

It’s an unbelievable feeling (and sometimes an excellent reduction) to be taught that you may really feel hungry—really hungry—and select to not do something about it.

There are a number of advantages right here:

Benefit #1: If the obtainable meals decisions don’t make sense for you, you understand you possibly can wait till one thing higher is offered. No biggie.

Benefit #2: You be taught what true starvation seems like. This consciousness may also help you distinguish psychological starvation (“I feel like eating something”) from physiological starvation (“My body is telling me it’s time to eat”).

Benefit #three: If it’s not “time to eat,” ready till your subsequent meal or snack received’t really feel like an issue. This is just not solely handy if starvation strikes someplace meals isn’t accessible (equivalent to in your commute), however may also be extraordinarily useful in the event you’re attempting to lose fats.

Keep experimenting, continue to grow.

You can in all probability see why we’re such massive followers of self-experimentation: It’s fairly actually a win-win. You’ll both get a reaffirming enhance of confidence and affirmation that you just’re already heading in the right direction, otherwise you’ll get precious details about how one can change issues for the higher.

By merely taking note of how experiments make you are feeling, you empower and energize your self to make higher, extra knowledgeable decisions.

And keep in mind: Self-experimentation isn’t about getting it good. It’s about discovering out what works for you, after which placing it into apply—one small step at a time.

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