#average rain world character

[veradragonjedi]

@funkyphonophorae

you can just name your characters anything. you can name them Printer. you can name them Shnorpty. you can name them There Are Pillars. and peoppe will just have to accept it.

[boilingrain]

Despite how often I do LoZ stuff about BotW & TotK, I actually think that Tetra is probably my favorite "Zelda" in the series so far, and she's been my favorite since I was a kid. She's definitely interesting and my fingers are crossed that one day in a future game we'll see more of the Adult Timeline and perhaps more of the new kingdom of Hyrule that Tetra founded, even though I don't have high hopes for anything connected to Tetra specifically to make an appearance in anything canonical anytime soon.

Anyways I hope I made her look unhappy enough in her pretty pink princess dress. Honestly I've always found it a bit icky that her skintone changes so much when she gets Zeldafied. Like I get that we're supposed to be unhappy about the Zelda thing because "Princess Zelda" has never been who Tetra is as a person, but I feel like they still could have made that point without changing her skintone. I'm pretty sure this isn't an unpopular opinion amongst Wind Waker fans though, so I'm not gonna keep yapping about it.

[tropicalcontinental]

Fucked up slugcat and its iterator

I'll name them uhhh, Two Sided Coin idk

I'm getting more attached to this every passing second it's kinda fun

[ladyofthebookcase]

gourmand is broken actually wtf i just killed 2 vultures (while exhausted) and ate them

[drama-trauma]

Yandere nerd

Part two of the anti-social nerd. Kind of. This is more of a what went behind the scenes. Sorry for the wait. Hope you'll enjoy.

Warnings: Manipulation,yandere,drugs,more suggestive rather than smut, cheating and student-teacher relationship(minor characters), blackmailing, stalking, reader's too horny.

You've been a mess as far as you remember. Always seeking fun instead of abiding to obligations. None of your relationships lasted long. I mean, you only wanted some long, thick dick! You didn't want to act all lovey dovey with them. Just fuck you full of hot, thick sperm and leave! Was it that hard?

Your parents realised their mistake in raising you. They wanted you to be a lawyer or a doctor, not a whore for fuck's sake!So you get send to a new school, one well known for it's multi talented prodigies.

That's where you met the love of your life. To be honest, the best dick of your life.When the teacher placed you next to a weirdo,at first you didn't think much of it.You came here to get dicked down, not bother about which wacko is sitting next to you!You went around getting fucked by both juniors and seniors alike. Living the best time of your life with your favourite companion - dick. Hell, you could prepare a chart on all the dicks you saw so far - thick ones, long ones, small ones, average ones and more. Among all the dicks only a couple stood out in their size or shape.You could remember the way your body took it in but not the names of their owners.

And that's when it happened. You were running laps in p.e class, when it started raining heavily. Upon entering back to the gym room, you notice it. The p.e uniform clinging to that wacko seatmate of yours. His nipples were a nice shade of pink- hardened by the chilly atmosphere.And there was a prominent outline of his dick through the wet pants.That was when you sweared to yourself “I have to cum atleast once on this dick”.

From then on began your attempts to get closer to the wacko. Kian was his name. It wasn't difficult finding out since he was more or less of a teacher's pet. Always answering to every single question.Always paying attention in class. Hell, why couldn't he pay attention to you? You were the most good looking person in that class. Others would die for a chance to be in your hole but this guy was more interested in solving sin and cos! If only he knew how much your hole was twitching around empty air at the thought of his dick!

You came to the realisation that if you don't take the initiative then your dream of getting fucked by that dick will remain a dream. So you started making small conversations - something about classes and favourites and what not. Only to be polite. You can't just go upto someone and ask to be fucked. It was only polite to get to know each other. Just enough so that when he sees your favourite colour, he gets hard at the thought of you clad in it , screaming and creaming.

It was cute how Kian stuttered when he talked to you. That's what you would've said if it wasn't for his bulked up body. No one talked to him much. Who wants to even talk to a bookworm? If it wasn't for dick, then you would've ignored him too. But God,it made things easier. You only wanted his dick at first. But now he was getting pretty damn adorable with his attempts at getting to know you more.The way he beat around the bush when he was nervous, the heavy blush coating his face on a teasing comment, the way he squirmed in his seat when you got a bit close - God fucking damnit, it was adorable .

You don't know how but from a point onwards you looked forward to seeing him - not a glimpse of his dick but him. Was it the way he looked at you dreamily? Was it the way you were the only friend that he had?Was it the way his entire world revolved around you?Was it the way you were his entire world?You don't know. But one thing, you knew was that it was addictive. It was consuming. It was love.

You wanted him to make the first move towards your relationship. But ofcourse, he just had to be dense. That's fine, you'll help him out.Changing out of your pe uniform extra slow - tantalizingly, dropping pens more often and picking them up while bending more than needed with pushing up your ass temptingly, accidentally dropping water on your chest to put your hardened nipples on display and what not. He was an idiot when it came to romance. But he was your idiot.

You could easily tell the effect it had on him. His boners couldn't be hidden - not with that size.He wasn't really good at stalking. Kian made his presence obvious despite all his efforts at going unnoticed. The way his footsteps sounded when he was following you, the shutter of the camera going off, the heavy breaths he inhaled while you were taking a shower - you could sense his presence easily.

Kian was not good at being possessive either. He couldn't find the courage to butt in when you conversed with others. He was too scared to touch you. He seemed content just being by your side. But hell, you knew better. You knew about the way he jerked off in one of the school bathroom stalls after you got a bit too close with him. You knew about the questionable pictures being taken.You knew about the predatory glimpse in his eyes at times. You knew that he wanted nothing more than to have you all to himself. You knew everything.For a nerd, he sure was dumb as fuck.

The day your English professor decided to give you a group project was the luckiest day of your life.You and Kian were not in the same group but that could be arranged. After class, you stayed back. You managed to convince the professor to pair you up together. With an excuse of how he would let his teammate walk all over him and how he would have to do all the work, him having trouble getting along with others and what not . At first, the professor wasn't too keen on letting it happen. But at the mention of letting his pregnant wife know of his cheating, he quickly complied. Cheating on his wife was one thing, cheating on his pregnant wife was even worse and the worst thing? The fact that he cheated on her with one of his students.

Next class, you and Kian got paired together. He seemed happy. He wanted to do the project at your house, but you denied it saying that your parents were home and they don't like having people over or something. He believed it and offered to go to a cafe. Why couldn't this dense fuck understand that you wanted to go to his house? Stupid bitch. You brought up the idea of doing it at his place. He seemed nervous - about the “secret photos” he took maybe. Did he have it posted on his bedroom wall? Did he wake up to your picture? Did he end his day after staring at it? Did he jerk off to it? Fuck, curiosity killed the cat.

After a while of contemplation and convincing, he finally relented. You would be at his house in three days. The project was only due in two weeks. There was plenty of time.

Day 1 - you could see dust and smell a nasty scent on him. He must be cleaning his entire house inside out since you were coming over. Day 2 - you just so happened to tell him about how people nowadays fucked while drugged and how many of the students in your school preferred such things and how it seems crazy and what not. As long as you sow a seed, the fruit's bound to be ripe. Day 3- you tell him about how there's a guy selling stuff in your school.Students buy their stuff from him and at an affordable price. That night, you got a call from this so called "dealer", that Kian had bought the stuff from him. Good. You paid the dude pretty well to work this all out . Drugs going around in a prestigious school? Lies.But Kian fell for it and that's what matters.

The day you went to his house, you had looked through the pictures he took of you. You were honestly so fucking horny after seeing them. You looked good. He sure knew how to work a camera.And the time where a needle was injected? You weren't a masochist but you could make adjustments.Waking up covered in cum? You must've looked like a masterpiece. Fuck, you wanted to be conscious for your first time together. You wanted to feel the pain and pleasure of having his dick enter your hole for the first time. You wanted to see him loosen you up. But it's alright. There'll surely be another chance. And you'll make sure to do it conscious then.When he walked in dressed in that robe? You could cum on the spot just at the sight.When he started fucking you again?For a virgin, he fucked real damn good. Just your style - fast ,deep and desperate.

Everyone has a secret that they'll take to their graves. And for you, what went behind the scenes will be that secret.

[ditzybat]

I’ve been thinking about if Harry Potter characters were American and what state they would be from, and these are the conclusions I’ve come to.

Harry - he’s Northern Illinois coded, just because I feel like the Dursley’s have a mean midwestern vibe, because northern Illinoisans are lowkey mean and nosy (I say this as someone from Chicago), and it’s really suburban enough to match with Surreys overall description (and by that I mean the Dursley’s are def from Naperville) + I feel like the Lily And Petunia were from Chicago so I feel like it isn’t too out there for Petunia to settle down with her mediocre husband somewhere nice. He tells people he’s from Chicago and gets clocked immediately by people actually from the city, where he then has to admit he’s from Naperville (which is embarrassing, and honestly real man I’m from the burbs too </3) + Dudley seems like the type to say he’s from south side and in a gang to people when he first meets them, but actually lives in a gated community.

Ron - Arizona, specifically Tucson. Red states are cheaper and I feel like financially it would be a smarter move for the Weasleys to live there - also the mental image of Fred and George cooking an egg on the sidewalk (intending to feed it to Ron) as them and their entire family turn lobster red in the summer is too good.

Hermione - Connecticut, I have no basis for places in Connecticut because I’ve never been, however its gorgeous in autumn and it’s gives Gilmore Girls vibes which i feel like Hermione based her personality off of for her first few years of elementary school (because, me too) also I feel like if we put her in a book/coffee shop alone with a Pinterest feed she’d post some absolute golden pictures to her Instagram.

Draco - So, I do think he’s still very European, and by that I mean he’s rich enough to visit his grandparents in France (where I’m just gonna say the Blacks are from and immigrated to the U.S right before Sirius, Regulus, Narcissa, Andromeda and Bellatrix went to Hogwarts - which for the sake of this AU would be in Salem, Massachusetts in place of Ilvermorny) but I do feel that he gives New Jersey vibes, like that’s where he was born and raised because the Malfoys are rich socialites who live in a Victorian era mansion - also because I feel like Draco with a New Jersey accent he desperately tries to hide because it’s a little bit too ‘by the shore’ to be socially acceptable by all his rich family friends is so cute.

The Black Family - French, but immigrated to New York - specifically The Hamptons. I feel like this is the obvious choice, also they’re unbearably rich and French so they think The Hamptons is mediocre. However, Walburga was absolutely horrified to find that the Malfoys were from JERSEY and that Narcissa decided it would be best to move with her new husband down there - prolong exposure to New Yorkers made the family pick up the hater attitude towards Jersey and Boston.

Remus - Washington, specifically Seattle, he loves the small coffee shops and Costco, but also refuses to whip out an umbrella when it rains because he feels like it shows weakness (even though he probably should because of his cane…) also he’s the one running the i5 Instagram account yelling at losers who can’t drive.

Peter - He’s from Boston. You just know he goes hard on St. Patrick’s day by making Corn Beef sandwiches and blasting Dropkick Murpheys (his great grandparents are Irish, so he’s your average ‘Irish American’) Wore a Celtics jersey when visiting Sirius at his apartment in Manhattan and was heckled. He has the thickest accent in the world, can’t pronounce his r’s whatsoever.

The Evan’s Family + Snape - already said it, but again I think she and Petunia are from Chicago, which also mean Severus would be from there as well - and I just feel like all together they’re from South Side because I feel like they’re all tough enough to withstand it like they were raised there - like Lily is such a powerful and strong witch that I feel like a background in south side makes sense, same thing with Snape, it fits with their background. Petunia will forever deny she’s from a struggling area, and is proud to live in the richest suburb with her white picket fence and perfect family.

James - as I said, he’s an LA boy who loves the beach and has a killer tan, but he’s really from Oxnard and lies because no one outside of Cali knows where that is, also it sounds cooler. He and Lily probably have debates on which city has the better Mexican food (The answer is Chicago), and he loves taking pictures outside the Barbie house in Santa Monica. He has a bad case of Valley Girl accent that he picked up through osmosis from Mary (who is actually from LA and isn’t a liar).

Anyway I’m too lazy to do the rest of the cast and marauders so here’s my little Americanization of Harry Potter because I find making British people mad entertaining.

[valentoshi]

reckless

pairing : oikawa toru x reader

warnings : angst, that one trope where someone is dared to ask someone out...

author's note : this is kinda buns again but wateva.. also i don’t wanna like beg but PLS GUYS INTERACT WITN ME I RELLH WANNA MAKE FRIENDS 💔💔🥀🥀

you stood, idly staring at the boy before you. you honestly pondered how you even got here.

why were you stood with oikawa toru in the rain at an old pond? a spot you’d frequent on your own, one you knew would get you far away from the world and everybody. a place of solitude. no one cared about the pond anymore, that’s what made it beautiful, the overgrown trees, the algae, the single bench that had withstood all weather conditions and was ever so slightly beginning to tilt forward from the large roots growing under the soil.

why had you brought such a reckless person to such a beautiful spot?

to your spot.

oh right.

that’s why.

it had all started a while back, you had been forced to join a club by your school advisor. you didn’t really understand why. you’d chosen the volleyball club, as their manager, they’d been going for years without one so it was likely they wouldn’t need your help that much anyway.

a low maintenance job, or so you had thought.

shockingly enough, you’d happened to skip the small part where the volleyball club was one of the most prized clubs at your school. something you realistically wouldn’t fit into as you tried your very hardest to stay out of the spotlight, to stay just an average third year girl, you had your three friends and that was all you needed, you didn’t know everyone and everyone didn’t know you. perfect.

but you especially forgot the part about oikawa toru, someone who, up until you’d joined the club, you had avoided hearing stories about his fangirls and such. he seems like a real big bother to you back then and now you were actually spending time around him you knew your suspicions were correct.

but even under all his annoying quirks, you’d found the soft oikawa, the one who had a real passion for volleyball, the one who just wanted to win. the one who just wanted to finally be one the winning court against his biggest adversary, wakatoshi ushijima. it was so clear his confident character, or persona, actually came from insecurities that he so blatantly failed to banish away. as though pretending would truly get rid of them.

what blindsided you even more was his apparent interest in you too. you hadn’t believed it to be true initially.

“would you come on a date with me, please?”

you laughed in his face, talking about how he had to be kidding, because surely out of all his fangirls, out of all of the options he had you had to be the last person he wanted to go on a date with.

“i’m serious.” he deadpanned at you and stared you straight in your eyes. you realised it wasn’t a joke, oikawa toru was really asking you out on a date.

you agreed a time, he would come pick you up, but he never showed. you should have expected that much realistically, why would he have been serious.

later that night, when you were at your desk revising your phone began to blow up with called and texts from oikawa, apologising, excusing his actions, or so you assumed with just the sheer amount he had tried to context you. his texts went unread, you saw no point in entertaining him now.

that was until the next day, he tracked you down early in the morning, begged you to give him another chance, telling you something had happened with the club and he needed to be there.

a part of you knew if that was true you probably would have been informed too, you were their manager. but the bigger more blind part of you sighed, resigned, and gave him a second chance.

yes, that’s how you’d ended up at the pond. you’d decided to go on a walk together.

you talked about everything under the sun, everything that crossed your mind. even though it was starting to rain you didn’t mind, or even panic because you hair was getting wet because talking to oikawa was so easy. so insanely easy it scared you. and you and every right to be scared because it was so easy until it wasn’t, until he said one stupid, selfish sentence that made your throat dry up, like it was stuck to itself, words falling dead on your tongue. it wasn’t like it was a blatant attack yet it still made you feel like something just wasn’t right.

“up until today i thought you were so strange you know?”

you shook it off, surely that couldn’t have been meant in a rude way. maybe he just thought you were interesting, so your prodded.

“strange, how so?”

“come on you have like no friends. you’re kind of weird, people talk about it. especially now your work for the team.”

that really caught your attention. if you had any mind you would have immediately gone off the handle, but you tried, blindly, to chalk it up to poor wording on his behalf.

“yeah but surely you knew otherwise, that’s why we’re on a date, right?” you spoke halfheartedly, trying to lighten the heavy feeling in your stomach. you’d hoped he’d just agree with you.

“no. to be honest i was dared to ask you out.” he said it so lightly. even laughing a little, like his words hadn’t just gutted you.

your ears were ringing. you stopped in your tracks, your head spinning.

“why couldn’t you come yesterday again?”

he stopped after you, spinning around to look at you. “oh—iwa just needed me to do something, once we were done at his place, it was too late for me to come to you.”

so he had lied to you initially because that certainly wasn’t the same thing he had told you earlier that morning.

“i thought it was club related.”

“what—oh—uhm right.” he mumbled something, clearly to himself. you narrowed your eyes but you couldn’t quite work out what he said.

“why didn’t you come yesterday?” you asked again.

“i just told you.”

“no you didn’t.”

“yes i did.”

“you didn’t.” your voice was stern, you grit your teeth and looked up at him, cracking his lie.

“fine. god. i didn’t come because i was distracted with one of my girls. happy?”

one of his girls? what? how many girls was he two timing now.

you knew it was too good to be true, but you were blinded by his charm anyway. you felt so stupid.

"I always thought I'd be someone's first choice, but I'm not even in your top five, am I?" you finally spoke after a long silence. it had taken you too long to formulate the sentence, your head felt light but heavy at the same time, like you would just collapse at any second.

you looked up at oikawa. his expression was unchanged, it wasn’t even apologetic.

you stood, idly staring at the boy before you. you remember how you’d got here, pure blindness.

oikawa toru did not deserve a spot as beautiful as the pond.

[empyrealoasis]

Scripting Guide to World Building for Shifters 𓍯𓂃𓏧☾

This guide is designed for individuals who find scripting challenging and are looking for a thorough, step-by-step approach to help bring their desired reality to life. It aims to cover a wide range of essential elements, providing detailed prompts and questions to encourage creative thinking and help you craft a unique, immersive, and well-rounded script. Whether you're a beginner or someone who wants to refine their scripting process, this guide offers plenty of ideas and suggestions to ensure nothing important is overlooked. *Character Design Guide

1. The Foundation of Your Reality

Name and Significance:

What is the name of your reality?

Does it have a deeper meaning?

Who named it—its creators, the first settlers, or an external observer?

Shape and Structure:

Is your world a sphere, a flat plane, or something unconventional (e.g., a ringworld, floating islands)?

Does it exist in a single dimension, or does it span multiple dimensions or planes of existence?

Existence and Origin:

How did your world come into existence? Was it created by a divine force, a scientific anomaly, or natural evolution?

What events or forces shaped its current state?

Purpose of This World:

Why does this world exist? Is it a sanctuary, a testing ground, a haven for life, or something else?

Universal Rules:

What are the governing laws of nature (gravity, time, physics)?

Are there any unusual or contradictory rules (e.g., time flows backward in some regions)?

How is reality itself maintained? Is it fragile or robust?

2. Geography and Environment

Global Layout:

How many continents or landmasses exist? What are their names, and what defines each one?

Are there unique planetary features (e.g., floating continents, endless oceans, underground realms)?

Terrain and Landscapes:

What are the major biomes (e.g., deserts, forests, mountains)?

Are there distinct geological phenomena like volcanoes, crystal caves, or floating mountains?

Weather and Seasons:

How many seasons does your world experience?

Are weather patterns predictable, chaotic, or controlled by external forces?

Are there unique weather events, such as glowing auroras, rains of gemstones, or storm systems with sentience?

Natural Resources:

What resources are available (metals, magical crystals, exotic plants)?

Are these resources renewable, or is scarcity a driving force?

Flora and Fauna:

What types of plants dominate different regions?

Are there bioluminescent forests, carnivorous trees, or crops that grow overnight?

What creatures inhabit this world?

Are they based on Earth animals or entirely new creations?

Do any creatures have unique abilities, like shapeshifting or teleportation?

Are any species sentient or capable of communication with humans?

3. Societies and Cultures

Civilizations and Nations:

How many civilizations or nations exist?

What are their defining characteristics (e.g., technological, magical, or cultural)?

Do they have alliances, rivalries, or a history of conflict?

Cultural Diversity:

How do cultures differ across regions?

What are the dominant values or ideologies (e.g., honor, freedom, progress)?

Traditions and Celebrations:

What holidays, festivals, or religious events are celebrated?

Are there seasonal or celestial events that inspire rituals or ceremonies?

How do people mark milestones like birth, coming of age, marriage, or death?

Daily Life:

What does a typical day look like for an average person?

How do people spend their mornings, afternoons, and evenings?

Social Hierarchy:

Are societies egalitarian, hierarchical, or merit-based?

What determines social status (birth, wealth, achievements, magical ability)?

Languages and Communication:

How many languages are spoken?

What are some common greetings, idioms, or phrases?

Are there unique ways of communication (e.g., sign language, telepathy, or written symbols)?

Economy and Trade:

What is the primary form of currency (coins, barter, energy)?

What are the main exports and imports?

How do trade routes function, and are they safe?

Art and Expression:

What forms of art are popular (music, painting, sculpture)?

Are there unique styles or materials used?

Are artists respected or marginalized?

4. Technology and Tools

Technological Level:

Is the technology futuristic, medieval, steampunk, or something else entirely?

Are there advanced machines, or is everything handcrafted?

Energy Sources:

What powers technology (electricity, magic, sunlight, emotional energy)?

Are energy sources renewable or finite?

Transportation:

How do people and goods travel? Examples: flying ships, teleportation gates, sentient mounts.

Are roads, waterways, or air routes the primary mode of transportation?

Weapons and Defense:

What weapons are used in combat (swords, plasma guns, enchanted bows)?

How do people protect themselves (armor, force fields, magical wards)?

Everyday Tools and Gadgets:

What devices simplify daily life?

Are there any tools unique to specific professions?

5. Conflict and Tension

Global Conflicts:

Is the world at peace or in turmoil?

What are the sources of conflict (land, power, ideology, survival)?

Factions and Alliances:

Who are the key factions (nations, guilds, rebel groups)?

What are their goals and motivations?

Are there neutral groups or individuals playing both sides?

Villains and Threats:

Is there a singular antagonist or multiple threats?

Examples: a tyrannical ruler, an ancient curse, a rogue AI.

What motivates these threats, and are they sympathetic or purely evil?

Natural Disasters and Catastrophes:

Are there global events like earthquakes, super volcanoes, or dimensional rifts?

How do societies prepare for or respond to these events?

Internal Tensions:

Are there class struggles, political corruption, or religious divides?

How do ordinary people cope with these tensions?

6. Magic or Unique Elements

Magical Laws:

What is the source of magic (nature, gods, ancient artifacts)?

Are there limits to its use, or does it come at a cost?

Unique Elements:

What sets your world apart from others?

Example: A sun that whispers secrets to those who listen at dawn.

Artifacts and Relics:

Are there legendary items with immense power?

What are their origins, and who seeks to possess them?

7. Geography and Aesthetic Details

Architecture and Urban Design:

What do cities and villages look like?

Are buildings made of stone, metal, wood, or unconventional materials like glass or bone?

Fashion and Clothing:

What fabrics, colors, and patterns are most common?

Are clothes purely functional, highly decorative, or symbolic?

Cuisine and Food:

What are the staple foods in your world?

Are there exotic dishes or drinks with unique effects?

How are meals prepared, and what utensils are used?

8. Time and Progression

Calendar and Timekeeping:

How is time tracked? Are there hours, days, weeks, or unique cycles?

Are there celestial events that mark time (e.g., eclipses, comet passes)?

Aging and Lifespan:

How long do beings live?

Are there rituals for different life stages?

Historical Eras:

What are the major historical periods?

Are there legendary figures or events still celebrated or mourned?

Future Vision:

How do inhabitants imagine their world will change over centuries?

Are there prophecies or predictions about the future?

9. The Metaphysical Nature of the World

Spiritual Layer:

Is there an afterlife or spirit realm?

Can living beings interact with the spiritual plane (e.g., through rituals, dreams, or certain locations)?

Are ghosts, spirits, or other ethereal entities common?

Soul Mechanics:

Do beings in your world have souls or life energy?

Can souls be transferred, trapped, destroyed, or reborn?

Are there beings without souls?

Fate and Destiny:

Is there a predetermined fate or free will?

Are there entities (oracles, gods, etc.) that oversee fate?

How do people view destiny—something revered, feared, or ignored?

10. Communication Across the World

Long-Distance Communication:

How do people communicate over vast distances (messenger birds, magical crystals, telepathy)?

Are there communication hubs or networks, such as magical relay towers or ancient devices?

Media and Information:

Are there newspapers, magical projections, or digital networks?

How is news spread—by word of mouth, official channels, or clandestine organizations?

Are propaganda or misinformation prevalent?

Secret or Forgotten Knowledge:

Are there lost languages, forbidden texts, or ancient knowledge hidden in remote places?

Who guards or seeks these secrets, and what are their motives?

11. Ecology and Environmental Balance

Ecosystem Dynamics:

How do species interact in your world? Are there predator-prey relationships?

Is there a balance between nature and civilization, or is one dominating the other?

Environmental Hazards:

Are there toxic zones, cursed lands, or areas where the laws of nature break down?

How do inhabitants adapt to or avoid these regions?

Conservation and Exploitation:

Do societies in your world care about preserving the environment?

Are there organizations or individuals dedicated to protecting endangered species or sacred places?

12. Entertainment and Recreation

Games and Sports:

What are the most popular games or physical activities?

Are there unique sports or competitions tied to the culture or geography of the world?

Storytelling and Literature:

What forms of storytelling exist (oral traditions, books, holograms)?

Are there legendary tales or epics passed down through generations?

Performing Arts:

What kinds of music, dance, or theater are popular?

Are there magical or technological enhancements to performances?

Leisure and Pastimes:

How do people relax—hot springs, meditation, board games, or hunting?

Are there communal spaces, like taverns or virtual reality lounges, for socializing?

13. Health, Medicine, and Healing

Healthcare Systems:

How do societies manage illness and injury?

Are there healers, clinics, or magical remedies?

Diseases and Cures:

What are the most common illnesses or ailments?

Are there unique diseases that require special cures, rituals, or sacrifices?

Mental Health:

How is mental health viewed and treated?

Are there unique psychological conditions tied to the world’s magic, technology, or history?

14. Cosmic and Celestial Elements

Astronomy and Sky Features:

How many moons, stars, or celestial objects are visible in the sky?

Are there constellations with cultural or religious significance?

Space Exploration:

Is the world aware of other planets or galaxies?

Do inhabitants explore beyond their world, or is it a mystery?

Celestial Beings:

Are there deities, angels, or cosmic entities tied to the heavens?

Do celestial events (eclipses, meteor showers) have magical or prophetic significance?

15. Economics and Labor

Workforce and Professions:

What are the most common jobs or careers?

Are there unique professions tied to the world’s magic, geography, or history?

Trade Networks:

How do goods and resources move across regions?

Are there monopolies, trade guilds, or underground markets?

Currency and Wealth:

What is the currency, and how is wealth measured?

Are there alternative economies, like magical exchanges or something unique to your world?

16. Education and Knowledge

Education Systems:

How is education structured (schools, apprenticeships, guilds)?

Is education accessible to all or limited to the elite?

Libraries and Archives:

Are there grand libraries, hidden archives, or magical repositories of knowledge?

How is knowledge preserved or restricted?

Teachers and Scholars:

Who are the educators and intellectuals in this world?

Are they revered, feared, or ignored?

17. Personal Identity and Expression

Names and Naming Conventions:

How are people named? Are there family names, titles, or unique traditions?

Do names have symbolic or magical significance?

Fashion and Appearance:

How do people express individuality through clothing, hairstyles, or accessories?

Are there cultural taboos about certain colors, patterns, or styles?

Identity and Status:

How do individuals define themselves (by lineage, achievements, or beliefs)?

Are there cultural markers of status, such as tattoos, jewelry, or magical auras?

18. Laws and Governance

Types of Government:

Are there monarchies, democracies, theocracies, or something unique?

How much power does the government wield over individuals?

Legal Systems:

What are the major laws, and how are they enforced?

Are there courts, trials, or magical truth-telling devices?

Crime and Punishment:

What are common crimes, and how are they punished?

Are there vigilantes, bounty hunters, or corrupt officials?

19. Dreams and the Subconscious

Dreams and Their Role:

Do dreams have significance in your world?

Can people share dreams or enter each other’s subconscious?

Nightmares and Fears:

Are there entities or forces that prey on people’s fears?

Can nightmares manifest physically?

Dreamscapes:

Are there alternate realities accessible only through dreaming?

Can dreamers control or manipulate their dreams?

20. Time and Memory

Perception of Time:

Does time flow uniformly or differently in various regions or dimensions?

Are there time loops, anomalies, or portals to other eras?

Memory and History:

How is history recorded or remembered?

Are there people or artifacts that preserve memories?

Can memories be altered, stolen, or erased?

[toastling]

The thing about Philip a lot of TOH fans and Wittestans alike seem to ignore or otherwise not fully grasp is that the man lived among witches for 400 years. That's 4-6 entire average modern human lifespans. You know the wise old sage trope? He lived to that point of accrued time and experience 5 times over, and he learned nothing. Because he didn't want to. He doesn't care. Never did.

He knows damn well witches aren't evil. That they have souls and emotions and kindness. That they're better than the time and the world he came from in many ways. He's been there for 400 years, he can't not know. He even goes so far as to acknowledge that their palismen have souls, but eats said souls anyway so he can live longer and hurt them more.

Any interpretation of the character at the time we meet him in canon that ignores this is kind of missing the point. This is a man who has had more opportunities to change and grow than any of us will ever have and still chose violence and hate every single time, four centuries in a row.

That's why Luz didn't try to reason with him. That's why the Titan didn't try to correct him. That's why King, Eda, and Raine stomped on his skull until he died. It's not even that he was crazy and unreasonable, it's that he just didn't care. And I think diving into the psychology of that is far more interesting than either flattening him into a caricature of idealized evil or wubbifying him as a poor misguided soul from a more backwards time who just misses his brother and needs someone to show him the way. He had 400 goddamn years of the latter, and there's a lot more to the perpetuation of colonialism than evil for evil's sake. And it's a lot more interesting to think about and look at, really.

[anonymous-dentist]

Hi, I’m A.D., I’m a historian, and let’s talk about the nuclear bomb and why the one that exploded at the end of QSMP’s Purgatory Event probably didn’t kill all that many people upon initially exploding.

The nuclear bomb, as everybody knows, has only ever been used in a war twice. Both explosions were caused by the United States in their war against Japan at the tail end of World War Two in one final terrible last ditch attempt at ending the war through any means necessary.

Pictured above are the atomic explosions at Hiroshima (left) and Nagasaki (right.)

These are big huge clouds, which makes sense! Nuclear weapons, on average, have the strength of somewhere between 10 and 50 megatons of TNT. Hydrogen bombs, meanwhile, are WAY worse, with the first test coming in at a whopping 10 MILLION tons of TNT.

To put it in Minecraft terms for all you nerds out there, imagine Doomsday from the Dream SMP and how it razed an entire nation to bedrock level by using somewhere in the range of 20 stacks of TnT (if I’m remembering correctly.) A nuclear bomb, in these terms, would have blown L’Manberg up something like eight times over and then some.

So that’s. Bad. Right?

Well, here’s the QSMP’s bomb as was constructed by our favorite depressed detective, q!Maximus:

This bomb, notably, is underground. It was never dug up, it was just moved somewhere else. It isn’t above ground, and it never left this room. Watch the cutscene back (linked here), the bomb never left the room.

So this is where underground nuclear testing comes in.

Underground testing began in 1951, and it remains the only form of scientific nuclear testing not banned by the Limited Test Ban Treaty of 1963.

No big surprise, a lot of early underground tests were conducted by the US out in Nevada, where they kinda tested nukes legit fucking EVERYWHERE in the desert for a long time. Below are some photos, just for funsies:

What’s important about underground nuclear explosions is that they actually end up releasing less radiation into the atmosphere than regular nukes do. What happens beyond that depends on whether or not the radiation remains contained.

A contained explosion’s aftermath:

And an uncontained explosion’s aftermath:

There hasn’t really been many negative biological effects reported from these underground tests, which is really saying something considering how close to nuclear blasts the US had its guys at most of the time (see below)

The worst you got out of the underground tests was some radioactivity in cows’ milk, which is NOTHING compared to the effects of the above-ground nuclear testing at the Nevada Site:

So… what does this mean for the QSMP?

Well, if we’re going off of historical and scientific precedent, legitimately nothing substantial happened to the islands of Purgatory. There’s more of a risk of dying from the pre-established radioactive rain disaster effects as well as the earthquake and meteor disasters.

Fun fact! Underground nuclear explosions usually registered as weaker than actual fault line activity, aka actual earthquakes.

If Maxo’s nuke was dropped from above, the devastation would be greater. Nuclear fallout is no joke; even today, cancer rates in the American West are still pretty high from the above-ground testing conducted at the Nevada Site. The Bikini Atoll will never be the same after all the testing the US did there, either.

But, because this nuke seemed to have gone off underground, I can safely assume that the damage done to the islands above was minimal at worst. Maybe there’s a radioactivity leak, but everybody staying on the islands had already experienced radiation up to that point.

It’s important to remember this because several characters did stay behind on the islands, and the fandom is assuming them dead because, well. A nuke went off. But those characters aren’t dead yet (outside of q!Maxo, who was possibly directly above the nuke when it went off and thus would’ve been hit full-force by the explosion.) Many were on the beach, far from the the nuke. They’re fine, and you can prove it with history!

TLDR; the nuke from the end of Purgatory was assumedly set off underground, which would have negated a lot of its potential damage, so everybody’s fine except for the unfortunately deceased q!Maxo

[phaticserpent]

My Masterlist (updated)

Nothing for Dabi (yet) </3

! - Fanfic : * - Headcanon

Aizawa

! - Light bondage

Warning: smut

Ultron

! - Two is Better (fem!reader x Ultron)

Warning: smut, teasing, light anal

! - Sub!Ultron (fem!reader x Ultron)

Warning: smut

! - An Eternity with You is All I Dream Of (Royalty AU)

Warning: smut, friends to lovers, forbidden, angst, fluff

! - Magic is Not the Solution? (witch!reader x Ultron) : ao3 link

Warning: angst, fluff, friends to lovers, no smut yet

! - Fluff Overload

Warning: just fluff

! - Appreciation and Body Worship

Warning: fluff suggestive

! - You Call This Fate?

Warning: one bed trope, enemies to.....?

! - Toxic Parents, amirite?

Warning: mentions of toxic parents, fluff, comfort

! - Jealous is a Good Look, is a Hot Look

! - Trouble Sleeping?

! - Weak in the Knees (dom!Ultron x fem!reader)

Warning: smut, power play

! - [Stuck] in Love

Warning: fluff? Light flirting

! - How he spends your birthday

Warning: suggestive, smut

! - Different customs (alien!reader x Ultron)

! - Saving the World by Infodumping

! - Metal Lover (biter)

Warning: fluff

! - Beauty in Organic and Inorganic

! - Taking a Hit for your Immortal lover

Warning: angst, comfort

! - You're the Only Avenger (avenger!reader x Ultron)

Warning: fluff

! - Change of [metal] Heart (avengers!reader x Ultron)

! - Monkey Brain Makes me Simp

! - Monkey Brain Makes me Simp (bonus?)

! - Captured

! - Any Last Words?

Warning: threat, crackfic

! - A Good Time (fem!reader x Ultron and his sentries)

Warning: smut, group sex

! - This Love

Warning: smut, making love

! - Can He Sing?

Warning: fluff, just fluff

! - Husband!Ultron

Warning: suggestive, light smut, fluff

! - Celebrating their Birthday (includes other characters)

! - An Added Guest (fem!reader x Venom x Ultron)

Warning: angst, comfort, fluff

! - Cuddles from the Cold

Warning: fluff, implication

* - Ultron's Sexuality? Size?

Warning: suggestive

* - Breakups and Heartbreak

Warning: angst

* - Pov: You Cheat on Him

Warning: breakup, angst

* - Yandere!Ultron

Warning: suggestive, implied desth/violence

* - Pregnancy and Parenthood

Warning: mentions of pregnancy

* - Can you Fix Him?

Pitch Black

* - His Care (sick!reader x Pitch)

Warning: mentions of pregnancy, mentions of being sick

* - Angelic (half-angel!reader x Pitch)

Warning: smut, nsfw and sfw

* - Just your Average ADHD Gremlin

* - Parenthood

Warning: suggestive

* - His Type

* - To Date Him

* - Kissing the bogeyman

Warning: fluff, suggestive

* - Kinks and fun play

Warning: smut, suggestive, mentions of knife play

* - His Kinks

Warning: smut, suggestive

* - Nsfw Alphabet

Warning: suggestive, smut

* - Drunken Act (drunk!Pitch)

Warning: mentions of alcohol, drunk

! - Losing Control

Warning: short drabble, smut

! - How to get you back to bed

Warning: fluff, suggestive

! - This Type of Temptation (fem!reader x Pitch)

Warning: smut so much smut, heavy smut

! - Blindness (blind!reader x Pitch)

! - Till Tomorrow (fem!reader x Pitch)

Warning: heavy smut, smut galore

! - Raining Men

Warning: crackfic?

! - Ticklish Fears

! - Jealousy Jealousy

! - Celebrating their Birthday (includes other characters)

! - Nyctophilia (reader x Pitch) : ao3 link

Warning: smut

Jack Frost

* - Nsfw Alphabet

Warning: suggestive, smut

* - Sibling Dynamic

Warning: Jack being Jack

! - Touch Starved Jack Frost

Warning: fluff

! - Celebrating their Birthday (includes other characters)

! - My Roommate the Embodiment of Winter : ao3 link

Warning: suggestive, fluff, angst

Peter Pan ouat

! - A Big Oopsie

Warning: mentions of pregnancy, soft, fluff

! - Birds of a Feather (shapeshifter!reader x Pan) : ao3 link

Warning: angst, enemies to lovers? No smut yet

! - In Your Pages

Warning: fluff, cocky Pan

! - Just a Little Anxious

Warning: anxiousness, fluff, comfort

! - Sub Peter (fem!reader x sub!Pan)

Warning: smut, mentions of pegging

! - Giving your First (fem!reader x Pan)

Warning: smut, heavy smut

! - Songfic: Parents (male!reader x Pan)

Warning: smut, mentions of being outed

! - [Not] The Dancing Queen

Warning: just fluff

! - Jealousy Makes You Do Crazy Things (fem!reader x Pan)

Warning: smut smut smut

! - Aftercare

Warning: suggestive, fluff

! - Celebrating their Birthday (includes other characters)

! - Who Would You Trust Your Drink with?

Warning: drug attempt

* - Truth Potion

Warning: fluff, 'drugged' confession

* - His Kinks and Whatnot

Warning: smut, suggestive, kinks

* - His Type?

Warning: suggestive

* - You introduce Pan to a tongue piercing and its wonders

Warning: smut, piercings, blowjob

* - Giving the Leader of the Lost Boys a BJ

Warning: smut, blowjob

* - Nsfw Alphabet

Warning: suggestive, smut

* - For the Vine

Warning: crack headcanons

Felix ouat

* - Kinks and Whatnot

Warning: smut, suggestive, kinks

! - Conversation at Midnight (male!reader x Felix)

Warning: mentions of abuse, comfort

! - The More the Merrier (reader x Pan x Felix)

Warning: smut, threesome, no specified gender

! - Celebrating their Birthday (includes other characters)

! - Who Would You Trust Your Drink with?

Warning: drug attempt

Transformers

! - The Way You Shine (Decepticons x Reader)

! - Late Night Meetings pt 1 (fem!reader x Optimus Prime)

! - Late Night Meetings pt 2 (fem!reader x Optimus Prime)

! - Late Night Meetings pt 3 (fem!reader x Optimus Prime)

! - Late Night Meetings pt 4 (fem!reader x Optimus Prime)

Warning: smut, size kink, car sex

! - Late Night Meetings pt 5 (fem!reader x Optimus Prime)

Warning: smut, size kink

! - Late Night Meetings pt 6 (fem!reader x Optimus Prime)

Warning: smut, angst, comfort, fluff

! - The Whole Pack (bayverse!Crosshairs x oc)

! - Totally not the Mom-Friend (bayverse!Ironhide x reader)

Warning: angst, comfort, fluff

! - Skateboarding Scares

Warning: angst, hurt/comfort

* - Just Kiss Already (bayverse!Crosshairs x reader)

Warning: fluff

* - Bundle of Joy in the Darkness (Decepticons and reader)

Warning: fluff

* - Nsfw Alphabet (Cybertronian!reader x bayverse!optimus)

Warning: suggestive, smut

There's a....100 link limit per post?..... (o.O)

If you'd like to be notified of when I post content for a specific character, let me know of who you'd like to be tagged for! I'm making a taglist

[viewofagarden]

Dandy's World OC: Jamie the Love Letter (💘)

Bio and details below!

“Jamie’s the guy for deliveries! If there is any Toon that both loves and is dedicated to his job, it would be him. Just be patient with him, his accident prone nature means he makes his fair share of mistakes…”

Full Name: Jamie Parcello Other Name: Jamie the Love Letter Species: Envelope (Love Letter) Gender: Male (He/Him) Voice Claim: Samuel Vincent (Edd AKA Double D from Ed, Edd n’ Eddy)

Romeo Store Quote

“Jamie’s the best mailman I know! Just be careful, he’s a little accident prone…”

Requirements

300 Valentines

Appearance

Jamie is a light yellow envelope with a red heart on its seal. He wears a uniform consisting of a light blue, short sleeved, buttoned shirt, a darker blue pair of shorts with a light brown belt that has a silver buckle, and a pair of light brown boots.

He also wears a light blue postal worker’s cap that has a pink brim and a darker blue bill and a red heart with two white wings on its center. He’s also seen carrying around a pink mailbag with a red heart on it’s flap.

Personality

Jamie is a hardworking Toon that’s dedicated to his job as the resident mailman. He is always determined to deliver whatever needs to be delivered, regardless of obstacles. Aside from that, he’s generally a sweet, down-to-earth kind of guy.

However, as Romeo suggested in his store quote upon buying Jamie, he is rather accident prone. He is pretty forgetful and clumsy, and has a tendency to trip or mess things up without meaning to. Which leads him to be rather apologetic and unsure of himself.

Stats

Rank: Common Health: ♥️♥️♥️ Skill Check: ⭐⭐⭐ (Size 150 / Value 2) Movement Speed: ⭐⭐⭐ (Walk 15 / Sprint 25) Stamina: ⭐⭐⭐ (150) Stealth: ⭐⭐⭐ (10) Extraction Speed: ⭐⭐⭐ (1.00)

Ability

Special Delivery! Active This Toon can give a targeted Toon a selected item from his inventory. Has a cooldown of 25. 

Dialogue 

Finishing extraction

“Phew, that one's done..” “Sorry for the delay, extractin’s hard work…” “This one’s primed for delivery!”

Descending to the next floor

“Doh, I tripped again!” “Sorry I’m late…” “Did I leave any letters on the last floor?!’ “Neither rain, heat, or blackouts shall stop me from making my rounds!” 

Activating Special Delivery ‘Special delivery!” “Package for a special Toon!” “Please tell me I got the right Toon this time…”

Twisted Jamie

"While Twisted Jamie has no special abilities to aid him, he lacks the clumsiness of his Toon counterpart, making him a much more credible threat…”

Rank: Common Speed: Average (18) Attention Span: Average (2.5) Detection Range: Average

Twisted Research Trinket: Mailbox Trinket Category: Other Highlights Valentines in your vicinity every 10 seconds during matches, making them easier to spot during events.

Trivia

Jamie’s first name came from the character Jamie from Steven Universe.

Jamie’s voice actor is a casting gag to Samuel Vincent’s role as Carl Schliff, the mailman boss in Dead Rising 2.

Despite being a holiday Toon, in the cartoon he sometimes made brief appearances in non-holiday episodes. Since his job is the postman. 

Jamie is afraid of Pebble because Pebble tends to chase him when the former delivers things to Dandy. He has no problems with Coal however, since she’s more well behaved than him. 

[herstoryheaven]

Descendants Carlos de Vil x Reader: Dating Headcanons

Request: Hiii could you do a dating headcanons of Carlos De Vil? With female reader please.

Reader: Female

Word count: 907

Average reading time: 3 min 20 sec

Category: Fluff 

Warnings: None

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Sweet Good Mornings: Carlos is always the first to text you in the morning. His messages are filled with sweet words like, "Good morning, love! I hope you have the best day today. I love you so much!" If you wake up together, he'll gently brush his lips against your forehead and whisper, "Morning, beautiful. Did you sleep well?"

Thoughtful Surprises: Carlos loves surprising you with little gifts and gestures. He'll hand you a bouquet of your favorite flowers, grinning as he says, "I saw these and thought of you." Sometimes, you'll find a handwritten note tucked into your bag with a simple, "Can't wait to see you later, my love." And when he plans a spontaneous date night, he’ll look into your eyes and say, "Go get ready love, I’m taking you out tonight."

Adventures with Dude: Carlos absolutely adores his dog, Dude, and loves including you in their adventures. As the three of you walk through the park, Carlos will toss a ball for Dude, then turn to you with a smile, "I think Dude loves you almost as much as I do." During cozy movie nights, Dude snuggled between you both, Carlos will chuckle, "Looks like moments with just us two will be a rare occasion."

Having His Hand On You: Carlos always needs to have his hand on you, whether it’s holding yours as you walk through Auradon Prep or resting it on your waist while exploring the Isle of the Lost. He’ll occasionally give you a gentle squeeze, whispering, "I need to know that you’re okay, I can’t have anything happen to you."

Supportive Partner: Carlos is your biggest cheerleader. When you're facing a tough challenge, he’ll sit beside you and say, "You’ve got this. I believe in you love." During stressful times, he’ll pull you into a hug, adding, "I’m here for you, no matter what."

Tech Savvy Gestures: Carlos loves using his tech skills to impress you. He’s built you a custom app that sends sweet notifications throughout the day. One might pop up saying, "Hey, remember that time we stayed up all night talking? Best night ever. I love you." He’ll grin as you read it, knowing it made your day.

Movie Nights: Movie nights with Carlos are always special. He sets up blankets and your favorite snacks, making sure everything is perfect. As you cuddle up together, he’ll whisper during the romantic scenes, "You want to try this too?" and you can feel the love in his voice.

Romantic Picnics: Carlos often plans romantic picnics under the stars. As you both lie down, gazing at the sky, he’ll turn to you and softly say, "I’m so grateful for you. Ever since I left the Isle you are the one thing I never want to lose." The sincerity in his voice makes every word feel like a treasure.

Dance Partner: Carlos is an amazing dancer, and he loves pulling you into spontaneous dance sessions. He’ll grab your hand in the middle of the room, twirl you around, and laugh, "Come on, dance with me. Let’s make the most of this moment." Even if it’s raining, he’ll spin you around and say, "Nothing can stop me from dancing with the love of my life."

Whipped and Proud: Carlos is completely whipped for you, and he’s not shy about showing it. He’ll proudly tell his friends, "I’m the luckiest guy in the world." and doesn’t hold back when it comes to public displays of affection. He’ll shower you with kisses, hug you tightly, and always say, "You’re everything to me."

Protective Nature: Despite his sweet demeanor, Carlos is fiercely protective of you. When someone crosses a line, he’ll step in without hesitation, saying, "Hey, back off. She’s with me." His protective nature makes you feel secure and cherished, knowing he’ll always be there for you.

Heartfelt Confessions: Carlos often expresses his feelings through heartfelt confessions. He’ll take your hands, look deeply into your eyes, and say, "You’ve changed my life in ways I never imagined. I can’t picture a future without you in it." The depth of his love is clear in every word.

Customized Gifts: Carlos loves creating customized gifts for you. When he hands you a personalized piece of jewelry, a dress or a tech gadget he designed, he’ll smile and say, "I made this just for you. I hope you like it." Sometimes, he’ll sheepishly admit, "I may have asked Evie for some help with the jewelry and dress, but it’s all made with you in mind."

Celebrating Milestones: Carlos never misses an opportunity to celebrate your milestones together. On your anniversaries or even the celebration of the day you first met, he’ll surprise you with something special. He’ll wrap you in a hug and say, "Here’s to us and all the amazing moments we’ve shared. I love you."

Unwavering Loyalty: Carlos’s loyalty to you is unwavering. He’s always there, putting you first and showing you how much he cares. He’ll reassure you, "I’m committed to you, and nothing will ever change that." His loyalty and dedication make your bond stronger every day.

Favorite Kisses: Carlos has a special way of showing affection, he loves kissing you behind your ear. Whenever he leans in to place a soft kiss there, he’ll whisper, "I love you." making you feel cherished and adored. Whether you’re happy, sad, or just relaxing, those kisses are his favorite way of saying he cares.

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[yamiyamibleh]

tokoyami fumikage & dark shadow headcanons ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

also a sprinkle of hawks bc they overlapped

very long list he’s kinda my hyperfixation character

◦ he plays slap bass and loves learning riffs from online

◦ big fan of alt rock (american and japanese) but secretly likes cute idol jpop too

◦ has one of those faceless youtube channels where he posts short clips of himself doing slap bass covers, eventually crossposts to tiktok as well and gains a small loyal following. one of his favorite jpop idol groups notices one of his covers and comments on it and he’s super flustered and freaks out when he finds out and asks dark shadow for help responding (nobody knows he has this channel except shoji who found it through the natural algorithm and immediately knew it was him and denki who caught tokoyami in the middle of recording)

◦ he wanted to continue being in a band even after the school festival (he really liked being on stage with his friends and practicing music together after classes)

◦ would have ear piercings (only 2 at most on one ear)

◦ likes sunglasses because they give his eyes a rest from the brightness of the world (revelry in the dark) but dark shadow always steals them from him

◦ idgaf what horikoshi says his head has FEATHERS not hair and they go through the average molting cycle other birds do

◦ he has to learn how to preen his feathers and is particular about keeping them clean

◦ hates the rain getting on his feathers

◦ #1 hawks glazer he fights people online who talk bad about him (he only learned to use social media for this)

◦ enjoys chatting to kuroiro (1-b) about the darkness

◦ after 1-a visits his class during the dorm king contest he is heavily reluctant to let anyone in but feels less insecure and judged after deku gives him lots of compliments about how awesome his sword and room are and everyone else apologizes for calling it scary

◦ dark shadow can come out anytime he wants but can usually read the room

◦ dark shadow is a silly little guy and he teases tokoyami a lot

◦ usually really drained from keeping dark shadow out during the daylight but is a night owl and stays up late (bedtime is usually 2am but wakes up early, somehow he is usually pretty well rested anyways)

◦ always has to ask for a straw with his drink or keep take one with him when he goes out

◦ had trouble eating when he was younger because he has to put it in from the side of his beak, dark shadow would help guide his hand in the right direction

◦ likes looser fitting clothes and tried sagging his pants like bakugo once and got embarrassed (dark shadow was cackling at him)

◦ asks sato to make him apple adjacent sweet treats (apple pie, tart, crepe, etc.)

◦ shared candy apples with eri at the school festival (and second year and third year. it became a tradition for them)

◦ enjoys training with todoroki and grew a little closer after their evacuation training (todoroki helps him calm down dark shadow with his flames)

◦ dark shadow likes receiving pets from the girls because they’re gentler and also koda (who is obv good with animals)

◦ one time koda tried to use his quirk on tokoyami (he found it amusing but explained how it was only his head that took the structure of a bird and he is just a human)

◦ tokoyami never used light as punishment against dark shadow but other people have shone bright light on him on purpose just to be cruel

◦ always sits with one leg up

◦ grew closer with denki after band and asks to practice together from time to time

◦ not that scared or awkward with girls but he never really had physical touch with them and he gets flustered easily

◦ he respects women unlike some other purple fuck (mineta) #forbiddengardens

◦ very honest and doesn’t mince words

◦ looks like he would be good at studying and classwork but finds it tedious and puts it off

◦ hangs out with shoji the most his fellow heteromorph, they enjoy deep talks and don’t put up fronts with one another. they like to talk about the state of affairs and things happening around them (lowkey tea spilling but somehow in the most respectful way)

◦ hawks thought tokoyami was the closest to a clingy ex he could get to during his reconnaissance era

◦ he gets sweaty somehow during training and running after hawks and he has to wash his feathers to feel comfortable again. yaomomo lets him borrow her hair dryer and dark shadow helps him dry his feathers

◦ he confided his worries to dark shadow when they were younger but eventually began telling them to shoji and the rest of his classmates later on instead (dark shadow doesn’t resent this decision and is glad he can trust them)

◦ sometimes dark shadow will find shiny things and drop them in tokoyami’s bag or pockets for him to find later

◦ fond of silver shiny jewelry and starts wearing necklaces and rings

◦ he doesn’t watch a lot of anime but he really likes death note (he and dark shadow watched together and dark shadow would go refill their snacks as quick as possible for tokoyami so he didn’t have to get out of bed)

◦ after he grows up he kinda grows out of his chuunibyo nature but still talks the same way (he keeps his old move names because he still thinks they’re cool. dark shadow agrees)

◦ hawks finds tokoyami’s chuunibyo nature funny but never says anything about it and plays along because he enjoys seeing him have fun and enjoying his youth being unapologetically himself (he slightly envies it)

◦ pretty observant of his classmates. he was the first to notice bakugo’s changes in demeanor to deku and knew something between them would happen soon (bk apologizing to dk)

◦ was initially annoyed by hawks’ nonchalance but really started to grow fond of him after their nighttime flight and looks up to him like a big brother (dark shadow takes longer to warm up to him)

◦ he enjoys reading fantasy books in the branches of trees in the afternoon during break, shaded by their leaves so dark shadow can rest too

◦ studies shonen anime fighting styles with dark shadow and they discuss how they can incorporate and apply it to themselves

◦ never leaves the house without his red choker (only dark shadow and his parents have seen him without it) the first time he takes it off in front of his classmates is when they go to the bathhouse on their class trip

◦ likes wearing band tshirts but only the ones he listens to (he’s not a poser and calmly answers when asked to name 5 songs)

◦ lowk biker goth, he would wear eyeliner if he could and he would suck at doing it and would ask bakugo to help (dark shadow is even worse than tokoyami) he likes wearing boots

◦ rides a motorcycle when he’s older. he doesn’t let dark shadow touch it because he would crash it immediately and he’s protective of his bike. also had to get a custom made helmet for his head because he didn’t like crumpling his feathers a lot to fit in a normal one

◦ dark shadow has a loud ass obnoxious laugh bro doubles over in laughter and he does it at the worst jokes, sometimes he’ll reflect/amplify tokoyami’s own emotions/feelings about things like speaking louder for him or laughing more

◦ does his best to not hurt his classmates or peers at all during training exercises, tries not to go the violent route if he doesn’t have to but won’t hesitate against a real villain

◦ it was his and dark shadow’s joint choice to become heroes together and vanquish the light that threatens the black abyssal darkness (idk what that means either yami is still a mystery to me)

◦ he thinks kaido from saiki k kinda lame but secretly actually agrees with his ideals. also the name jet black wings reminds him of his title as the jet black hero and he has to respect his fellow enjoyer of the dark

◦ learned how to cut apples into those cute animal shapes from koda, he likes the classic rabbit shape

[reeding-your-mind]

Meet Kai - All Because of You

Yandere Overhaul x MHA OC One-Shot

I was born a child of grace Nothing else about the place Everything was ugly but your beautiful face It left me no illusion

one-shot, soft yandere fic, isekai’d oc, yandere!overhaul, child!overhaul, child!oc, overhaul x oc, depictions of gore and minor character death.

Ashi panted as she ran, tiny worn sneakers pounding the cracked pavement, making splashes in the dirty puddles that littered the sidewalk.

She could hear adult steps running after her, closing in fast. They were several feet taller than her after all, and had much longer legs.

Should’ve just robbed a little old lady instead… She thought, kicking herself for choosing such ill-tempered targets.

Again.

It didn’t help that she wasn’t a very cute little girl, this time around. In her past life, she could get away with pretty much anything if she blinked her big blue eyes and scuffed her Mary Janes on the ground long enough. These days her ratty clothes and grime smeared face didn’t do her below-average appearance any favors. In fact, it seemed that everyone she’d met in this scary new world has hated her off the bat.

Her mother valued a needle more than her baby girl’s health and safety, the police officer named her after a nearby weed, the hospital chucked her into foster care instead of an orphanage or something, her many foster parents barely tolerated her for the program’s money, and everyone she’d robbed so far has chased her off!

Okay, that last one was kind of on her…

(Gramps seemed to be the exception to the rule, and hey, that homeless old lady also seemed to like her? Maybe old people were just built different.)

But its not like she could help it! She was technically a homeless run away at the moment (minus crashing at Gramps' place once and a while), really it was only a minor set back in the grand scheme of things. All she had to do was last until she turned however old you had to be in fantasy!Japan to get a job and rent an apartment and she was golden!

It should only be another…

Decade, plus?

Sheesh.

Life was truly unfair for the “quirkless” the poor and the female. At least that’s how it was this side of town.

Not that she was actually quirkless, she was just functionally quirkless.

Ashi was knocked out of her mental pity party when she felt a large calloused hand graze the back of her rain soaked sweater.

FUCK.

Gotta lose them! She thought desperately, ducking into a familiar alley. At the end of it she scrambled up some soggy boxes and slippery bins before hopping down to the other side.

Gramps wont let me hear the rest of it if I come back beat up. She gasped for air as her tiny lungs worked overtime to keep her moving.

Curse words and slurs were getting louder as her pursuers easily cleared the obstacle behind her.

Shit! She really needed this cash… It was her second day without food that didn’t make her puke and the hunger pains had long since past into an emptiness that felt weird. Ashi refused to ask for financial help from Gramps, not wanting him to think she was taking advantage of a kind old man like himself and end up hating her just like everyone else, so she was usually on her own finding calories were she could.

There was no other option, she needed to head back to home base, the only weapon she had was there. Terrible time to leave it behind, but hey she wasn’t anticipating having to knife strangers today! Ashi wasn’t going to kill the guys, but maybe a couple lacerations would make them think twice about picking a fight with a street urchin.

Turning into what she found to be a rather comfortable, if not wet and smelly, alley, Ashi made a break for her cardboard castle. A mishmash of mostly clean recyclables she made into a small tent-like shelter. Scrambling for the plastic grocery bag she kept her valuables in she didn’t see the scruffy young boy hiding in her shelter until it was too late and they bonked heads, hard.

Dazed and definitely bruised, Ashi stumbled back out of the shelter, knife still in the bag and not her hand.

Who the fu-

“URK!”

A large, rough fist squeezed firmly around her soft throat from behind, preventing any air from entering her tired lungs.

They had caught up to her.

Ashi shut her eyes tightly, not wanting to give the men the satisfaction of seeing her scared.

Was this how things were going to be for the rest of her life here?

Ashi didn’t struggle, there was no point in prolonging her punishment.

Her favorite manga, her favorite characters, her favorite world and all she got was a lousy start that would inevitably lead to a lousy end.

Homeless, friendless and hungry.

I haven’t even met a canon character yet… She dismayed.

Spots swam behind her eyes as her ears rang. She was passing out.

At least I wont be awake for whatever they do to me. It was an appeasing thought, not feeling pain for once.

SPLAT!

A hot, wet liquid splashed across Ashi’s face and chest as she felt her limp body hit the floor of the muddy alleyway. Gasping for air, she coughed and gagged as the warm fluid ran into her mouth. It tasted like coins and reminded her of bit lips and losing her baby teeth (a regretfully recent experience)…

Wait, this was-

Blood.

There was another person’s blood in her mou-

SPLAT!

A new shower of blood rained down on her, completely soaking her outfit and hair this time. Doing her best to wipe away the fluid from her eyes, Ashi looked up in time to see that boy, the one from inside her shelter, standing there hand raised.

The men assaulting her were no where to be seen. In their place however were two large puddles of blood and minced up skin, fat and viscera. The rain quickly began mixing the two men’s remains into the alley’s mud and garbage.

The smell hit her before the knowledge of what just happened did. It was fetid and metallic and raw. Chunks of adult man sloughed off of her sweater and jeans. Leaning over to the side, Ashi let what little of her stomach contents she still had climb up her throat and dribble out of her mouth, onto the ground.

A sound from above her brought awareness to her other senses. The boy who killed those two men was gagging too? Was it from the mess he made, or was it sympathetic from watching me?

Ashi watched as the boy spat onto the ground and growled. Whipping around, he glared at her with disgust. Stupidly, Ashi stared at him as he stalked threateningly towards her, taking in his appearance.

Given how much taller he was, he must’ve been older than her. Like her though, he was also dressed in torn, dirty clothes. His limbs were long but scrawny, like he hadn’t had a good meal in months. All of this pointed towards him being an urchin just like her, but it was the last detail she noticed that made her truly understand the danger she currently found herself in. The boy had golden eyes framed by long, feminine lashes which sat beneath distinctly shaped eyebrows. Most of his face was sprinkled with bumps, like he was allergic to the air itself.

A hand lifted towards her face.

Gold eyes.

Touch based quirk.

Hives.

Oh my god, it’s Overhaul… She froze.

As their eyes met, her quirk’s shitty little HUD popped into view, lightly obscuring the future yakuza boss’ face.

A simple pop up appeared.

Bond Target?

(4/4 Slots Remaining)

YES NO

For the past six years, literally her entire life here, Ashi had ignored her quirk to the point of pretending to be quirkless. First and foremost, what good would making faster friends be with people if you were limited to only four of them? Not to mention the wording of ‘Target’ made it sound like she would be doing something bad to someone. And lastly, something deep inside of her constantly told her to ‘wait for it’, to wait for that perfect someone, to wait for the moment that would change everything.

As Ashi stared into Overhaul’s eyes, that something deep inside her pulsed.

Now.

Now was the moment.

Chisaki Kai was the perfect someone.

Bonding with him would change everything.

Bonding with him would literally save her life.

As Overhaul’s palm inched towards her wide eyed face, Ashi selected yes for the first time in her life.

CLICK

Overhaul’s hand halted in mid air, fingers twitching, so close to her head that she could feel the heat coming off of it. His pupils constricted then dilated wide. A soft blush colored his dirty cheeks and the hives that littered his skin from either the gore, the garbage or the proximity to her filthy self, began to recede. His scowl turned into a soft gape as he stared at her.

Did it work? Ashi wondered, keeping herself still on the ground for the moment as Overhaul’s mind and body processed her quirk.

Slowly, as if Overhaul was rebooting, he full body shivered and shrunk back from her.

Bond Complete!

[New Entry!]

Chisaki Kai Quirk: Overhaul Age: 10 Bond Level: 1

Before Ashi could ask what was wrong (did her quirk break him?), Overhaul’s hand reached back out. She flinched as he traced the features of her face gently. Forehead, temple, cheekbone, nose. He stopped right next to her lips. His fingertips were smooth, no callouses, and his touch was surprisingly warm and painless.

He gazed at her in wonder, hives now mostly gone. Did touching her not trigger his allergic reaction now that the bond was in place? Ashi wished very badly to know what he was thinking about.

As Ashi sat there, the rain began to beat down on the children’s bodies harder than before. They were both already soaked, but Ashi knew that a reduced body temperature was just asking for illness to set in. And she also knew that Overhaul hated sickness more than anything. If her quirk was going to force them to be friends, she should at least make sure he doesn’t catch a cold.

Carefully leaving his touch, Ashi reached into her cardboard castle to grab a gift she received from Gramps. A cutesy little umbrella, perfect for a five year old girl. It was clear with stylized lavender kittens on the edges.

Ashi held it out on her tippy toes to cover Overhaul.

“Here, it might not help much cause we’re both wet, but I don’t want you getting a cold just cause you helped me out.” She forced a childish grin, fully realizing how crazy she looked right now.

Overhaul, no… Chisaki slowly dropped his arm to his side and grabbed the handle of the girly umbrella, either not caring about gender stereotypes or, more likely, not even noticing the pattern.

“You don’t care that they’re dead.”

Ashi blinked, her smile fading.

She didn’t did she? Not really at least. It wasn’t her that killed them after all, and they were chasing her with the intention of hurting her badly. She found she wasn’t very sad at their deaths in particular, maybe a bit at the general loss of life. Like a houseplant you didn’t care much about finally turning brown and limp. Sure it was a shame, but it’s not like Ashi ripped it apart or lit it on fire. All she did was neglect to water it.

All she did was enable it’s death.

Chisaki was the one to do the deed, not Ashi.

“No, not really?” She answered, tilting her head. The rain started to wash the blood and dirt off of her face. “I mean, you’re the one that did it, not me.”

Chisaki looked down at his hands, still stained red from the men’s bodies suddenly deconstructing. “I did, didn’t I.”

Well, this dude sounded apathetic. Nice regret there, buddy.

“Uhm,” Ashi looked up into Chisaki’s strikingly golden eyes. “Thank you. For saving me back there. I don’t know what they would have done to me if you didn’t, uh, do what you did.”

“I killed them because they were being loud and would have hurt me next.” He frowned softly, looking at Ashi with a rather intense look in his eyes for a ten year old. “I wish I could go back and hurt them more.”

Okaaay…

Ashi could work with this. This would be easy, talking to a budding sociopath and future super villain. Becoming pals with him. Easy.

“I think my castle has room for two, if you wanted to sit with me.”

“Castle?” Chisaki tilted his head, like a scary puppy.

Ashi gestured grandly at her pile of cardboard and plastic bags. “Ta da! Welcome to my home! I call it my cardboard castle, because otherwise I’d have to call it a pile of junk.”

“Hmm.” Chisaki didn’t seem to understand the concept of radical acceptance or DBT techniques at all (considering how reactive and unstable he was, probably even as a child) but crawled into the castle anyways. He sat with his knees to his chest in an attempt to make room for Ashi, which was kind of sweet and made his lanky body look smaller and cute.

Don’t squeal, don’t fangirl. Don’t squeal, don’t fangirl. Don’t squeal, don’t fangirl. The mantra ran through Ashi’s head as she crawled in after him. She was so small that she fit with room to spare.

There was a surprisingly comfortable silence for a few minutes, the two children just listening to the heavy rain come down on the roof of the shelter.

“Why did you invite me into your castle?” Chisaki asked point blank. “I could hurt you. I was going to hurt you.”

Well at least the guy was honest.

Ashi pretended to think for a moment, the rain filling the silence. “I don’t think you’d hurt me. Not right now at least.” If her quirk worked the way she was starting to think it did, he’d most likely never lay a harsh hand on her. “And to answer your question, it gets boring being homeless. When I’m not trying to sleep, pick pocketing or digging through trash, I’m just sitting here.”

“Why not wait around where it’s… cleaner?” Chisaki glanced around their surroundings, grimacing at the grime. Bumps slowly started to appear on his neck and face as he remembered where they were. His breathing grew faster. “Surely you could spend your days at the park?”

Ashi had to act.

Grabbing his larger hand in her own, Ashi squeezed. “Truthfully? I’m a run away. If I spend too much time out and about, I’d definitely be reported. A grimy, five year old without an adult near by? I’d be caught and put right back into the system for sure.”

Chisaki tightened his grip on her hand. “You ran away too?” He was staring again, but thankfully her touch seemed to help his reaction, the hives receding.

“Uh, yeah. Did you?” Redundant question, dummy.

“Mm. From the orphanage. I got in trouble for hurting the diseased rats that lived there with me.”

Ashi knew he was talking about people with quirks, but he wasn’t supposed to know that she knew that.

“You hurt rats? Don’t they usually hide away from humans?”

Chisaki scoffed. “I meant those filthy quirk infested brats. This society is diseased, worshiping an illness that’s taking over humanity like a plague.”

That was one way to put it.

“Oh, you’re talking about quirks!” Ashi perked up. “I don’t got one.”

“'Don’t have one.'” Chisaki automatically corrected her purposefully bad grammar. “I know, I could tell you were pure when we touched. You felt clean and unadulterated.”

Uh… His quirk-dar must be seriously off or something, because Ashi definitely had a quirk. It was literally the only reason she was alive right now.

What do you even say to that?

“Thanks?”

“Hmm.”

Another comfortable silence.

“Chisaki Kai.”

What?

“What?” Ashi blinks.

“My name. It’s Chisaki Kai.”

“Ah! My name is Tsunagari Ashi. Nice to meet you Chisaki-san.”

Chisaki grimaces. “Please call me Kai. I don’t really like my last name.”

Ashi grinned and held up their entwined hands. “Really? Same here! My mom didn’t give two shits about me, so I refuse to use her name. Ashi is just fine.”

Kai’s eyes soften. “We’re a lot alike.”

“Seems so!”

The rain began to slow, but Ashi’s brain sped up. She was in the My Hero Academia universe. She’s met Chisaki Kai. She’s in his hometown at around the time he met Pops and became a part of the Shie Hassaikai. Ashi just happened to know an old man who lived in a compound with a bunch of suited up guards that taught her how to pick pocket…

Holy fuck, Gramps was Pops! How the fuck she didn’t pick up on that before was beyond her.

Ashi swallowed hard. “I know we just met, but I think there’s someone you might wanna meet…” Was it risky introducing Kai to Gramps, er Pops, at all? Would doing so doom Kai to a world of evil and inhuman experiments?

Kai stiffened. “Meet who?”

“He’s an old geezer I call Gramps, and he’s a good friend of mine. If you don’t have somewhere to stay, you can always crash at his place, I swear he wouldn’t mind!” Ashi stroked the back of Kai’s hand with her thumb in an attempt to calm him.

Kai relaxed a bit under her ministrations and hummed, thinking her offer over.

“…I’ll have to meet him before I agree to anything.”

Ashi let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding. “I just know you’ll like him. He’s a nice old man.”

“Adults always disappoint me.” Kai spat. “They tell me how to act and how to think, but they don’t know anything.”

“Yeah, most grown ups suck.” Ashi said honestly, even though she too was technically an adult.

The pattering of the rain on the roof of their shelter was beginning to quiet. The rain was stopping.

“Hey, let's get out of here.” Ashi grinned at Kai, tugging him by his arm out of the castle.

“But-” Kai’s eyes went wide. “But what if you’re spotted and they take you away?”

Huh?

“I’m super sneaky, so don’t worry. Besides, everyone’s inside right now to avoid the rain, there’s no chance we’ll be caught.”

“But-!” He stood up.

Ashi blinked her steel gray eyes up at Kai as cutely as her current form would allow. “And even if I was caught, you’d break me out and keep me safe right?”

Those seemed to be the magic words Kai needed to finally shut up and follow her, a soft, dreamy look in his eyes. Was the kid seriously daydreaming about pulling off a jailbreak?

I mean, it’s Overhaul, I guess it checks out. She peaked around the next corner before turning with Kai in tow. They were getting close to the compound now.

“Hey, so-”

“Ashi!” The two children jumped as Ashi’s name was called, Kai whirling to face the threat before tugging the smaller of them behind him. He whipped out his hand hovering it in front of the wall they stood next to. Ashi knew what kind of property damage Kai’s quirk could pull off and panicked.

“Wait! It’s Gramps! I recognize his voice!” Ashi shouted, grabbing Kai’s outstretched arm and hugging it to her chest. “Don’t do uh, whatever you were just thinking of doing.”

Kai short circuited at the arm hug just long enough for the older man to reach them. He was probably sixty five to seventy if Ashi were to guess and always held a tender smile for her.

“Ashi, my dear. Who’s this young man with you?” He asked nicely, although Ashi could tell he was being careful with his words. Wait, did he think she was being taken somewhere against her will by an older kid?

“This is Kai! He’s my new best friend!” Ashi rubbed the side of her face against the arm she still held captive. Some dried blood flaked off her cheek from the movement and-

Oh yeah. They both looked like they walked right out of a slasher flick.

No wonder Gramps looked so concerned.

“Hello, I am Chisaki Kai. It’s nice to meet you Gramps.” Kai lowered his head slightly as if realizing how this all looked. “Ashi has told me about you.”

“I see.” Gramps seemed to have made a decision because his careful expression melted into one of sympathy and understanding. “If you’re okay with going somewhere new with me, Kai, I can let you use my bath. Although, you should probably shower the blood off first.”

Kai’s eyes lit up at the mention of a hot shower, his usually dull eyes gleaming. How long has it been since the kid was able to wash himself? Ashi wondered as they began following Gramps to the compound.

“Full disclosure, kid.” Gramps said as they entered the main gate, nodding at the bowing guards. “If you’re going to stay the night, this is a dangerous place. My men will not hurt you, but we have enemies. And they will not hesitate to kill you just for associating with us, even if you’re just a kid.

“I can protect myself. Ashi too.” Ashi’s eye twitched. She could totally protect herself! Well, not that he’d seen so far. But still!

Gramps grunted. “How old are you anyways?”

“I am ten, sir.”

“Good lord, these tykes will be the death of me.” Gramps muttered, leading them into a hallway. “Take off your shoes and go bathe before dinner. No if ands or buts, Ashi, I will be feeding you tonight. Take Kai to the washroom. We’re eating in an hour and a half.”

-

Since Ashi refused to bathe together with Kai, despite neither of them having hit puberty yet, they took turns cleaning themselves and soaking. It took a little longer that way, not doing it at the same time, but Ashi was adamant that she not see manga villain Overhaul’s ten year old private parts.

She gagged at the thought.

Ashi didn’t have any brothers in her first life, never dated anyone and died a virgin. She had zero experience with naked males and wanted to keep it that way for as long as she could.

Shaking her head from the thought, the now clean children entered the kitchen.

Ashi and Kai were wearing some of the spare clothes that Gramps bought Ashi in an attempt to convince her to stay at the compound, so although Ashi’s t-shirt and shorts fit perfectly, Kai’s outfit was a little small on him.

The kid was stick thin, but he was tall for his age.

The kitchen’s eating area was western in style with a dining table, chairs and place mats. Ashi suspected that Gramps had another dining area separate from this one that was more traditional in style and function, but the American in her appreciated the break from fumbling around Japanese traditions.

Kai hadn’t let go of her hand since she exited the washroom after he was done. The kid was being a little creepy, but hey, maybe that’s just how child Overhaul was default?

Dinner was miso soup, rice and grilled fish. Gramps must’ve known that the two of them likely hadn’t eaten in a while and wouldn’t be able to stomach anything heavier than that.

Ashi had to pull her hand out of Kai’s to sit at her own chair. Kai’s resting bitch face turned bitchier.

“Thank you for the meal.” The three of them gave grace before digging in.

A few minutes of silent eating went by before Gramps attempted small talk.

“So how are the clothes, Son? I know they’re not really a boy’s style but it was all I had.”

Kai was wearing a t-shirt with a print of a magical girl group from a toy line and TV show Gramps thought Ashi would be into someday. On his lower half was Ashi’s largest pair of jeans. The ends of the pants rode up to Kai’s mid calf when he sat.

Ashi thought he looked silly, but if the boy noticed how ridiculous he looked, he didn’t seem to care.

Kai swallowed his mouthful of miso politely before responding. “They’re clean so they’re fine.”

Ashi had come to notice that the boy didn’t talk too much around other people. Was he shy as a child or did he just not have much to say?

-

Nearing the end of dinner, Ashi noticed that Kai had drank his broth, but picked around the seaweed and tofu. Every grain of rice was gone but the fish was left untouched.

Was he a picky eater? I mean it made sense, kind of. Maybe his flavor of OCD made certain textures hard for him to eat?

But if so, how on Earth did this kid live on the streets without starving? Did he steal food to get by? He didn’t seem subtle enough for a pick pocket, although if he did get caught his powerful quirk could get him out of trouble easily.

You can’t afford to be picky when you don’t have a roof over your head. But hey, mental illness is hard to overcome.

I’ll ask him later.

“So Gramps! Can Kai stay with you for a while?” She interrupted one of the older man’s stories of the glory days. “He’s like me.”

She didn’t have to say anything more. It seemed like Gramps had already taken to the quiet boy, maybe seeing something in him that Ashi didn’t yet.

I hope I’m not making a mistake…

“I’d be happy to offer him a room in the compound. For as long as he needs to stay.” Gramps gave the two of them a fatherly smile.

Kai shallowly bowed his head at the man. “Thank you, Gramps.”

“Ah, don’t call me that, Son. Despite what Ashi may think, I’m not really all that old. I’ve long since given up on correcting her, but I can at least get a good start in with you.”

Kai was silent.

“How about you call me Pops, yeah?” He patted the boy on the shoulder.

Kai cringed at the touch and tried to subtly shake him off. “Yes, Pops.”

Noticing Kai’s blooming hives and panicked face, Gramps snatched his hand away like he had burned it. “I’m- I’m sorry son. Did that hurt?”

“No. No I just-” Ashi saw that Kai was having a hard time explaining his mysophobia to him so she jumped in.

“Kai, why don’t we get ready for bed?” And to sweeten the deal. “There’s only one child sized futon, so we’ll have to share, I hope that’s okay… Goodnight, Gramps!”

Little kids shared beds all the time, right? Friends bonded this way, right?

Taking the out that she gave him, Kai and Ashi grasped hands and ran to Ashi’s occasional bedroom.

It was a barren room with a rolled up futon in a cupboard that Ashi requested Kai bring down, since she was too short.

“Thank you. For helping me.” Kai told her as he helped her fluff up the bedding.

“Oh, with Gramps? Yeah, he can be-”

“No! I mean…” Kai seemed to struggle with his words. “You- you found me. And brought me here and fed me and-”

“Whoa, Buddy!" Ashi held her hands out before her, shaking her head. "Gramps was the one that fed us, and this is his home, not mine. I can only take credit for introducing you guys.”

Kai settled on top of the futon before tugging Ashi down to sit in front of him. “No. It was all you.”

“I’m sorry, I don’t understand.”

Kai’s fidgeting hands stilled, before he looked up. His expression was fierce and his eyes feverish in their intensity. “You don’t know, so I’ll tell you. If you didn’t convince Pops that I was your friend, I would be dead right now.”

Ashi inhaled sharply. “Gramps would never-”

“That man is powerful, and he knows I’m a threat. Maybe if we weren’t covered in blood, he would have pitied me immediately, but I’m not blind to how we looked back then.”

“Then, if I hadn’t…”

“Yeah.” Kai released her hands, shuffled backwards off of the futon and sat seiza.

Ashi was about to reach for the boy when Kai lowered his head to touch the floor in a full dogeza.

Ashi blushed heavily and sputtered, hovering her hands above the prostrating boy. “Kai?! What on Earth are you-!”

Congratulations!

Chisaki Kai has reached Bond Level 2!

“Please allow me to follow you, Ashi- No. Hime-sama.”

Ashi gaped at her quirk’s HUD. This wasn’t normal, not in any of the friendship’s she’s ever had. Bond level two and her new mysophobic BFF was willingly exposing himself to germs in an attempt to convince her to allow him to be her, what? Follower? Servant? Is this a Kai-exclusive thing, or was there more to her quirk than met the eye?

Pushing her questions off to the side, Ashi groaned. “Kai! Please sit up! I don’t remember the last time I swept and I don’t want you to-”

“Every second I am not able to spend with you is a wasted second, so please don’t let me squander a moment more!” Ashi could see Kai shaking as he continued to push himself so close to the ground.

“Will you let me get a damned sentence in?!” Ashi wanted to smack the back of his head very badly, but reminded herself that adults don’t hit children, no matter how ridiculous they were acting.

“Yes, Hime-sama.” The shaking was growing worse.

“If I allow you to call me that, will you get the hell off of the floor?”

…

“No.”

Hah?

"No? What do you mean, no? Kai, you're ten. You don’t have to-" Ashi stopped herself, biting back the urge to yell. "This is ridiculous. You can’t just throw yourself on the floor like that. Tell me, what will it take for me to get you to stop torturing yourself?"

“Let me be with you.”

“I don’t like people that way, Kai.”

Kai, surprisingly, blushed down his neck. “I- I meant like a subordinate! Not, not a uhm…”

Ashi sighed before patting the back of Kai’s head. His short hair was soft and fluffy now that he was clean. “Okay, fine. You can stay with me. Lord knows why you’d want to, but if it’ll get you to stop doing this then yeah, sure.”

Kai raised his head to stare up at her, wide eyed. “Thank you, Hime-sama.”

Ashi flopped backwards on the futon, pinching the bridge of her nose. “What is with the Hime-sama?”

Kai got up only to lay down on the futon next to her, holding her free hand. “Pops is a powerful man and from his stories, you are his next in line. It’s only appropriate to refer to you as such.”

“How’d you get that from his stories?” Ashi wrinkled her nose at Kai.

He only stared. “He has no heir, you’re the only logical option.”

Groaning, Ashi let go of his hand. She pulled the thick blanket over herself and rolled onto her side. “This conversation is NOT over, Kai. You’ll come back to reality sooner than later.”

But Kai only shook his head. The concept of reality was far behind him, his future as Ashi’s best friend and right hand was all he could think of now.

All that consumed him.

The two children fell asleep like that, one troubled by thoughts of quirk side effects and the other satisfied with whatever his only friend could give him.

For now.

Because if Ashi thought Bond level two was cause for concern, she couldn’t even begin to comprehend the true ramifications of using her quirk.

Not for a while, anyways.

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YANDERE AU MASTERLIST

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Diluc's In-game outfits: An analysis

His regular outfit- Official name Darknight Blaze (really Diluc???) source First, it's similar to the long coat he wears in the manga when he's still in the knights. The ropes he has on one shoulder are something you usually only see on military uniforms, too. Also, the belt that crosses the chest and then one across the hip- that's similar to a weapon/sword belt, and it's one many of the knights have with the one across the chest there to keep the belt from sagging. These are two things I think Diluc had in the knights and incorporated into his later outfit. The all black with some gilt/gold is because Diluc is dramatic and likes the color and also looks good in it. The red on the gloves I personally think is also because Diluc is, again, dramatic and determined to wallow in guilt, so he made the palms red "to remind himself of the blood on his hands" or some shit. (I'll admit this is headcanon territory but i think it's really in character.)

Practically, the coat is armor. The coat looks and moves like it's made of some heavy material. I think it would be wool, because wool as a material has a lot of bonuses. It burns after some time- but is hard to catch on fire. It's a great insulator, so it keeps heat in in the cold . . . . and also keeps it out in. It doesn't melt to your skin like some materials (usually synthetic ones) would when burned. Wool can withstand the temperatures of a regular campfire normally for a fair amount of time, and even higher temps if its specially treated. It's used in firefighter suits even today for all of these reasons. Wool keeps you warm even in rain. It also repels water because of the oils in wool and it takes a lot to get it wet.

And as for armor- Heavy and/or padded fabric is fantastic about spreading out the force of a blow. Diluc would probably barely feel an average punch and maybe get a bruise from a sword slash. It might even block a stab from a dagger or sword (depends on weapon quality and force behind it) or at least keep the stab from going in too far. Those giant arm cuffs have a purpose- double the armor on his wrists, one of the most important things to keep from getting injured while fighting. Same for that little capelet- a hit on the shoulders or near the spine would stagger you and make it hard to swing a heavy claymore with the force necessary. I definitely think Diluc decided to put his collar up like that because he thinks it makes him look cool- and then realized it helped prevent slashes to the back of his neck. The coat is open in the front- but you're able to guard your front a lot easier than your back. Even the fact that its sewn in all those weird shapes is useful. If it gets cut/burnt/bloodied too much in one section he simply rips the seams on those specific panels to replace them, instead of having to replace the whole coat. Also, if you headcanon Diluc as autistic I can tell you that wearing a wool cape/coat is like wearing a weighted blanket. It feels so nice. i also wonder if there's something about self-consciousness, and feeling like he needs several layers between his body and the rest of the world at all times.

Red Dead of Night- 5-star skin

source His Hidden Strife event outfit. In the Hidden Strife event we got it in he said something like "It's an old outfit he got while fighting the Fatui." It looks a bit similar to the Pyro agents, actually. Not so much the recent ones besides the feather-like coattails, but I bet the Fatui changed military uniforms, partly because uniform changes happen regularly and partly because Diluc may have been using Fatui uniforms to sneak into bases and such.

He probably doesn't wear it all the time for darknight heroing, but it comes in handy for certain things because-

-if its night you will only see shapes instead of colors and red isn't actually super noticeable in the dark, if someone sees it they will see the distinctive tailcoat that looks a lot like a Fatui Agent, and will assume its Fatui- perfect for if he wants the Fatui blamed for this action.

-if it is a Fatui uniform he stole it's a combat uniform so its meant to be maneuverable in combat. if he has it why not use it.

-already has armor built in, its probably meant for Pyro agents so it's presumably fire resistant. I've seen several cosplays made with leather which would make a lot of sense, it's light, maneuverable, fire resistant and provides light armor.

-and probably the original reason he has it- it has bird theming, the bird on the waistcoat and the back looks like tail feathers, it's red, it's fire-themed, I bet you when Diluc first saw it he was so jealous and needed one himself. And then realized all the other practical points of stealing one.

In conclusion, Diluc is wearing armor at all times even when it looks like he isn't. I wonder what he would wear for purely comfort?