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brightymir · 3 years ago

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Hello, I saw your headcanons and scenarioes for the Kamaboko Squad with a foreign reader. Could you do a version of that with some of the Hashira, please?

𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐓. 2 [𝐡𝐜𝐬/𝐬𝐜𝐬]

cw: misspellings, not proofread

genre: fluff, crack

characters: tengen, mitsuri, shinobu, gyomei x gn!reader

author's notes: i'm not really good with crack so i'm quite surprised that my work about foreign demon slayer got a lot of attention! less crack for this one just because hashiras are built like that. thank you so much for these requests, i hope you like this <3

kamaboko squad || hashira pt.1 || hashira pt. 2

❄︎ tengen uzui

knows quite a few languages but he was challenged when he realized he doesn't know yours

doesn't know whether to be curious or cautious of you, because you might be cursing at him and he wouldn't know about it

would understand you quite quickly though, no drawings needed because he can decipher what you're trying to say

gets annoyed when you talk in your native language, because he also wants to know the tea

studies your language so that he can converse with you properly and smoothly

"my fine swordsmen, i'd like to introduce you to y/n l/n, a reinforcement from a foreign hunter corps. i hope to see you all get along with them" oyakata-sama said, making the hashiras raise their head in unison, turning to look at one another.

you stood to the side, a few feet away from hinaki. you had a straight look on your face, not bothering to meet the eyes of the hashiras, even though their eyes bore holes into you. tengen deduced something from your behavior.

boring!

but what he didn't expect was for you to be by his side in an instant, faster than he could blink. and he was surprised when you bowed down and spoke in a stiff and broken japanese, greeting them.

flamboyant! there are room for improvements!

since that day, tengen would always attach himself to you. you found it weird, because there was no reason to, and you were sure that the sound hashira had a lot on his plate and has no time to hang around you.

but he was keen on making you learn japanese and making you teach him your own language. he also made you accustomed to their tradition and culture, so it was an everyday ordeal of dealing with the flamboyanly loud hashira of the japan demon corps.

"wait, so you have three wives?" you asked as you let him paint your eye similar to the makeup on his own. he hummed and finished the edges before sitting back and staring at you.

"yes! and they are all flamboyant!" he replied.

you hummed and stared at him, bewildered at this confirmation. he watched as you begin to drown in your thoughts before snapping his finger in front of you.

"you won't survive back in my country" you muttered and stood up to look at your reflection in the mirror. he snorted and stared at your reflection, "why? there aren't a lot of beautiful ladies there?"

you turned around and stared at him, watching his face pale at your next sentence.

"polygamy is not allowed there. the man's genitalia is cut off when discovered having two or more wives"

tengen made it his mission to never ever step foot in your country.

❄︎ mitsuri kanroji

very much fascinated and excited when you were assigned to assist her in a mission

would take a bit of time to understand you but she'll very patient with it, taking time to know you

smitten with you whenever you talk in your language because she finds it really powerful and attractive

oh and when you learn to converse smoothly in japanese, talking with the other hashiras (prolly roasting sanemi) she'd go all heart-eyed because your sharp accent is just so fine

please cook your native cuisine and let her know the recipe of it!

"breath of love, sixth form: kitty paw love breeze!" she exclaimed in japanese before quickly finishing off the demon before her, her eyes faltering to you as you faced off against a demon with four heads.

"breath of leaf, swaying cordate blade!" you said in your language, effectively finishing off the demon in one go. mitsuri exclaimed in joy and rushed to you, squishing you in her hug, making you wary and alert of not pressing in too much at her breasts.

after that, mitsuri often requested that you join her in her missions, as long as you are alright with it. she'd also teach you japanese during free time and would rejoice whenever you made a lot of improvement.

regardless where you're from, she'd ask you to taste your cooking and also teach her the recipe and process. she's glad to have another food buddy besides from obanai (who still scares you btw) but mitsuri reassures you that it is fine.

she always talks to you about your hometown and asks questions about your place and history and culture, really interested in your origin and stories. you also maintain the same enthusiasm with her stories and experiences.

"your hair turned like this from eating too much mochis?" you queried and caressed her hair before proceeding to braid it. you played with the strands while she continued to eat the waffles you made for her.

"yes! i was shocked to see it like this one day when i woke up" she replied and happily munched on her food. you chuckled and continued braiding it.

"i think it's really beautiful, you'd be a town beauty and men would fight over you in my country" you reassured her as you fumbled to hold her hair in place as she scrambled to look at you.

"really?! i wish to go there when everything's peaceful here" she said, making you smile widely.

"i'll be your personal guide when the time comes" you chuckled and fastened her hair.

"i'm counting on it then!"

❄︎ shinobu kocho

very very wary and cautious of you but you'd never notice because she'd always give you a smile

not going to lie, it will take quite some time for her to open up to you and become close to you

but she heard from aoi that you were quite skilled in medicine, she was intrigued by you and let herself know you better

would be very enthusiastic about your culture and history as time passes, also teaches you japanese in her spare time

would concoct potions with you and enjoys your company during missions since it is like a breath if fresh air from the other hashiras

she'd act casual and nonchalant around you at first because she viewed you just like anyone else, just viewed you as another swordsman who wanted to eradicate demons.

alas, you two were paired up for a mission where a suspected kizuki was to be caught. she studied you more and noted your personality during the battle, making her feel a little bit more close to you

you also made efforts to get to know her and upon learning from aoi that you were also skilled medically, she realized that it was quite fine to be more open to you, more willing to be close to you.

you two would then begin researching potions and medicines together, your added knowledge making her existing potions much more efficient. when she has nothing better to do, she'd listen to your stories about your homeland and even give you tips and advices in speaking japanese properly.

"woah, you can make medicines on the spot? just after seeing the symptoms?" you marveled at her capabilities, wary of your surroundings to not break or mess anything in her lab. she chuckled lightly while bending to peek at her microscope.

"yes, it took me some to do it, but it paid off well in the en- hey, wait! no! stay away from that one" she cut herself off when she saw you bend down, sniffing a tube that contained a purple liquid. the panic was evident on her face, but her relaxed stance said that it wasn't lethal.

you felt your body heat up as the things around you become more hazy by the second. shinobu saw the way your cheeks become tinted pink and a large grin formed on your lips.

"shinobu-chan~, i really think you're quite cute" you admitted, followed by a soft chuckle as you walked towards her, making grabby hands.

shinobu laughed to herself, giggling at the quick effect of the potion she made. she let herself be engulfed in your hug.

well, that potion was made to bring out a creature's thoughts and to disable the creature from lying. it was reserved for upper moons.

but shinobu did not mind you reeling from its effects. you are quite cute yourself too.

❄︎ gyomei himejima

is pleased that a new member is added, delighted by the thought of strengthening their corps

very much amazed and curious about your origins but is quite shy around you because he worries that his size might scare you

you strike up a conversation first just because, and it's unlikely he would

he'd teach you their language, history and culture. he also wants to train with you if you give him the chance to

very glad and moved that you find comfort in his presence

you introduced yourself to the hashiras in broken japanese, grimacing as you see some of them try to stifle their laughs. your face become drained of color when the largest man suddenly started crying, making you panic.

is your japanese really that bad?!

the yellow-red haired fellow assured you that it was just how the stone pillar acts, so you relax a bit. you come to know that he's actually blind but that makes him more remarkable and interesting.

you striked up a conversation with him the next meeting, seeing him surprised when you approached him. you noticed that he had his guard up but you did not press on this matter, just wanting to know more about him.

he heard you one day hanging around genya and patiently listening to his story. he was amazed at how you managed to make the boy calm and warm up to you immediately. after this, gyomei began to see, perceive, you in a new light.

he'd teach you japanese from time to time, correcting your pronunciation and the proper stresses of the syllables. he often felt you staring at the prayer beads he always holds, which were all about the size of your fist. he brushed it off and instead, opted to learning more about your culture and traditions.

"gyomei-san, how did you become this big? i mean! i mean, you're just so tall and amazing and wow" you fumbled with your words, not knowing how to word your compliment properly.

"well, i just awakened something inside me and my strength pushed me to this stature" he replied smoothly, overlooking the mistakes in your japanese. he again felt your stare on his beads, so he removed them from his neck, handing it to you.

it was a mere necklace for him. but it looked like a rope in your hands.

"god! oof, humff, urgh" he heard you struggle to hold it, but he did not make a move to help you, knowing you were more than capable of holding it yourself.

you got it after a few moments, four beads resting on your palms while the rest dangled off, reaching up to your lower legs. you stared back at gyomei, "these are really exquisite and fine beads" you said.

he hummed and fished something out from his uniform pocket, handing it to you. it was a replica of his beads, but it was much more smaller in size, making it possible for him to put it around your neck.

"namu amidabutsu" he said as tears began to flow from his eyes again.

you hummed and closed your eyes, caressing the beads around your neck. "namu amidabutsu"

additional a/n: after my intense yoriichi brainrot last week, i am now experiencing intense and hyper gyomei brainrot as of now. i based off his prayer beads off of my height, but i surmise that his beads are much more larger than my fists honestly.

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seb-owns-these-tatas · 3 years ago

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7th Dimension (Chapter 5.1)

PREVIOUSLY ON CHAPTER 5

7TH DIMENSION MASTERLIST

7TH DIMENSION WATTPAD LINK (I'm always one chapter ahead in this website)

Characters: Gojo Satoru x Small!Naive!Fem!Foreign!Reader | THIS IS A MULTI-CHAPTER FIC. THIS IS AN X READER FANFIC WHO HAS BEEN BROUGHT TO THE DIMENSION OF JUJUTSU KAISEN | (Trust me, you'll live. I hope?)

Summary: Gojo had finally brought you back to your country which has been entirely different from the start. Your theories has been a futile mess because it felt like you've never existed on their world at all. You truly were, indeed---non-existent after all the obvious evidences that their world has slapped you in the face with.

Warnings: Gojo Satoru. (I mean, he's a warning right? LMAO.) Cuss words. The word 'dicks', dildos and carnal tools---this is not a smut chapter ISTG 😭🤣 It's meant for...Ah, y'all will understand me once you read this chapter. 🤣 Brief mention of Star Plasma Vessel and Suguru Geto's name. I was laughing when I was writing this from the start then kicking a foot over my laptop and prolly staring out of nowhere because it came out quite...saddening in the end. Satoru has no idea over your native language whenever you speak of it. I've made it that way because I *cough* plan to use it for smut chapter purposes which is why...his dialogue or short perspective had been quite...suggestive. *coughs* If you squint hard enough. (☞ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)☞

Tell me if you want to be tagged whenever I publish chapters for 7th Dimension! Send an ask or message me!

A/N: Sometimes, I question why I intentionally bring myself into these kind of pain...LMAO. Also, this chapter is a mess of laughter and tears. Also, I kind of want to give Nanami a break---he just wants to rest yo and he's still tagging along---LMAO This has been one of my fave chapters written so far heehee

COMMENTS AND REBLOGS ARE SUPER-DUPER HIGHLY APPRECIATED! IT GIVES ME MUCH MOTIVATION AND INSPO!

Words: 6.3k+ (Kinda long chapter? Heehee)

Disclaimer: PNG's or pictures used in edits are not mine even the GIF's too. I only own the plot of this whole fanfic. But, not Jujutsu Kaisen's storyline and the characters themselves. I apologize for the typos or grammatical errors by the way! English isn't my first language so I'm so sorry in advance! Character development and personalities are based from my understanding and how I want them to be.

EVERYONE SUPPRESSED THEIR OWN OPINIONS. Well, for the most part, Satoru wasn't.

It was certainly a balmy afternoon when you've arrived at your shop with them around. You were downright confident---as sanguine as Gojo ever was. The latter was huffing to himself, expressing his tee-hee's with every step, every determined thump of your footing along the pavements of your hometown. His chuckles here and there were received as a derision to prove how you were wrong all this time. Thus, even his posture, how he had his hands inside his pockets while grinning from ear to ear kept your heart keyed up to the anticipation building up, spiking your adrenaline and veins into your self-reliance.

The sound of cars honking from afar reverberated and claimed to be the music to everyone's ears. How hushed have you and Nanami been---how you have been. Gobsmacked. It felt like you've taken one large dive from the tallest building and falling face front upon the waters which felt like bricks hitting your face. Metaphorically speaking, it was that kind of inarticulation that your mind couldn't process because of shame being your number one enemy in this one.

You just couldn't believe nor can admit your defeat against Gojo Satoru. No. You just couldn't accept that you were feeding spoonful upon spoonful onto his growing ego.

One large placard hung with vivid, roseate and cerise neon blinding lights that sparkled under the sunbeams. Flamboyant to be noticed by people who were to pass by it considering what was being sold inside the shop. It's back ground was pitch black, accompanying a comprehensive font that were printed in bold letters that would catch the eyes of passer-bys.

You've tightly held your tongue---biting it even because of how you felt deplorable for your temporary credence upon entrusting this moment that you were entirely right all this time.

"You own a..." Gojo started out for everyone, spurning you into tightly closing your eyes, wanting to just disappear like a bubble and Nanami's silence wasn't helping the shame gathering upon your face, feeling the heat simmer like you were being cooked in an oven.

Without even letting him finish his train of thoughts, you've beat Satoru to it and loudly exclaimed in a huff, "I OWN A PASTRY SHOP! A DESSERT STORE OR WHATEVER!"

"---Pleasure Shop."

You can hear Satoru chuckling alongside as he'd observed the scandalous shop that stood before everyone, he was already patting himself on the back for being right. You just know and you were tempted to make him bald and also pat his floofy hair at the same time.

How infuriating and complex has your mind turned into?

"NO!" You squawked with tightly furrowed brows and clenched fists, seeming to be in a battle within yourself as this exclamation sounded like a call out for what you were actually feeling as of the moment. Utterly in a complicated state of ignominy and captivation for Satoru's existence in your life.

There was technically no in between ever since you've gotten involved with him and this was just the start of it.

Would you even get to survive in this state?

"Care to invite us in your...shop, Tiny-Chan?" Satoru dragged you out of your pondering, taking the mickey out of you for the fallacious claim that you were bound to be welcomed by your own Pastry shop called Chomp for Sweets.

You had no idea nor couldn't accept the fact that in their world, your supposed to be shop had it's own resemblance of a name that entirely had an absolute difference to the particular business that you had.

Their dimension was meant to give you revelations that was difficult to discern and comprehend.

You've felt your fists tightened further on your sides as you intently distinguished what the shop looked like. The shop being in a thoroughgoing perusal of your dubiety. Out of all businesses that were to built the red carpet for you, it just had to be filled with erotic apparatuses. Carnal tools that has raised the temperature of your body---going straight to your face with no doubt upon seeing diverse sets of Dildos displayed upon standees and layered cabinets on the sides as the sun shown lustrously, passing through the transparent windows that hindered between everyone. These prurient paraphernalia even had different shades, partnered with whips and chains that kept you voiceless in the midst of processing everything at hand.

Thus, the latter found this absolutely worth to be mentioned that he had cross his arms over his chest, raising his thumb over his chin as he was feigning as if he was engrossed at how engaging the shop's name was. Satoru was just pretending, you knew damn right he was because his intonation was filled with utter sarcasm, "Clump for Dicks. Huh. Interesting name." he nodded to himself, blinking behind his blindfolds and withholding the grin on his face as he delivered his sentence like a Jujutsu Sorcerer who had found and realized something clever through his abilities.

"IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE CHOMP FOR SWEETS NOT CLUMP FOR DICKS!" you vociferated with a huff, going through a grumbling fit over how it happened because you've best believed that you still lived in the earth that you have lived in for years end.

Gojo Satoru expressed his unadulterated guffaws, boisterous enough for Nanami to take heed as he gave him the side-eye through his own sunglasses, features continuously apathetic. The strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer convulsed with laughter that made you want to just melt and vanish into thin air by the amount of belly laugh you were hearing from Satoru.

If he was blind then you wouldn't have been ridiculed this way, that small voice in your head thought behind your back. He should've been blind instead.

But, was he not? Really a blind person? It was pretty much better that he was.

His giggles gradually died down for a minute or two, unruffled by your vanquishment as Satoru entirely added it to his balloon of attainments. He'd eventually registered what you've said and how you'd do well with those domestic skills you had.

"Wait, did I hear you right? a pastry shop or dessert store? you know how to bake sweets and pastries?" Gojo genuinely gave a smile, turning his head to take a glimpse over your face which shielded their way, your hair being intentionally covered to save yourself from the embarrassment further. You hadn't seen how Satoru's face lit up at the realization to that, currently missing the opportunity that he was giving you a warm smile.

"---Oh, don't get started with breads. Nanamin here is practically loving the idea of it too!" he pointed at Nanami with a finger.

"I'm not." The 7:3 sorcerer quickly caviled at his admission, halfhearted including himself in the conversation.

"Sweets. Hehehe." You heard Gojo murmured next to you, making you snap his head at him, actually lifting a chin to fixate your perspective upon seeing how he was currently looking like and it has given you a frown because he appeared to be like he was still in a teasing fit.

"Why are you grinning like that?"

"You're not entirely useless, then." He grinned ever so widely, his pearly whites scintillating under the sunshine.

You weren't going to lie, his grin caught you off-guard at that. The way that you felt how your own ambience changed in a snap from how heartening his grins were sent made you blink to yourself. His words that went slower than usual through your ears because of those stupid smirks and grins he was giving you.

Did he really called you a useless shit?

"So, y-you were thinking I was useless the whole time?!" you've skeptically stammered over your words. Eyes all wide and stumbling over thoughts per thoughts whilst being distracted from how he took a side-step and ceasing in front of you to bend in level to your miniscule height with a twinkling smile.

Your heart was racing fast and you had no idea why it was reacting that way too soon.

You've completely dodged his advances, how he planned to loom and practically satirize over your loss. It was your fidgety toes and sweaty soles of your feet that had you hopping on the corner and away from Satoru when you've seen a fellow citizen who'd passed by the three of you, immediately taking this as a chance to be away from Satoru's dangerous habit of giving lack of proximities to people's faces.

This countryman who happened to pass by you was probably an angel. A savior to your poor soul that needed thorough help.

Satoru's vision followed through your sudden movements and sidestep, seeming to be like you were avoiding his confrontation of multiple chaffs. He was about to take a step closer to chase through your shadows over communicating with a national when he'd felt Nanami held onto his shoulder, keeping him still as he abruptly asked a question about Sukuna's finger which was out of the blue.

In all likelihood, Nanami probably felt how you were beginning to be overwhelmed by everything. From having no idea as to what was happening, being on the dumps over your expectations turning into profound disappointments and to the idea of Satoru's overwhelming presence.

"Excuse me," you've reached out towards the man dressed in a plain, orange tee and black jeans. Your mouth deftly switching languages as you sent him a hopeful smile, deliberately ignoring Nanami and Gojo in the background as if they were strangers. Also, you knew for a fact that this compatriot would find Satoru peculiar with how he brought himself compared to Nanami who appeared to give the impression that he was a normal business man.

The fellow citizen ceased from taking a stroll, turning his back to be met by your hopeful eyes and teetering smile, "Yes?" He'd acknowledged with a sociable tone in between his words, "When has this been a pleasure shop?" You swiftly added as a question, gesturing behind you as you've chased this fellowman a few meters away from the Pleasure Shop. He showed signs that his eyes diverted towards the two men whom you were with, knowing they probably treaded on the heels, hearing their voices from behind.

"Uhm," the man started, paying heed to Gojo's anomalous presence and appearance. Your smile turned wobbly, the corner of your mouth twitching as you tried to block his view upon trying to perceive who Satoru was so he won't be frightened off to answer none to your questions. Though, much to your dismay, your height deceived you into believing that you were bound to cover his point of view.

"What's up with that blindfolded guy---Oh, a-around a year already," The man began to mumble, thoroughly catching sight of Satoru's poised posture, his shoulders straightened enough to exhibit his deep-seated confidence with his hands inside his pockets as he kept a tab on the both of you behind his mask, Satoru's mouth in an earnest shape of his lip as if he conveyed utter attentiveness and uncanny delight.

To Gojo's surprise and utter bafflement, he somehow was incomprehensible of the one you were of origin. Hence, the native language you were also proficient on. He was obviously not exempted towards that.

Nevertheless, Satoru made it obvious that he wasn't complaining nor did he even wanted to.

"Oh. Alright, thank you---" you've smiled another, yet to be met by the man's back in less than a second as the citizen seemed to be in a rush for skipping out of the conversation he was in. Your smile faltered and fell at that when you've seen him briskly walk away, "---so much, Sir. Great. The blindfolded idiot scared him off."

"Gojo," Nanami began to acknowledge, sighing and using his surname as he addressed soberly. He examined his friend from beneath his peculiar sunglasses, getting a load that Satoru was musing in a suspicious gratification that he was wallowing in the idea of your bilingualism. In no circumstances that the strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer comprehended a thing which likely lead to his unanticipated jouissance.

"----You're looking awfully strange."

"Strange might not be the accurate word, Nanamin." Satoru intrepidly stood corrected, still inhabiting his satirizing nature as he appended a nickname that always made his friend scowl on the side. No doubt that Kento emitted a sapped sigh again. To his oblivious thoughts, Gojo began to blabber his unconsciousness from beneath his breath, thoroughly engrossed in the conversation you were having with one of your countryfolks. He'd wrench his hands out of his pockets, purposelessly playing with his own fingers as both palms were flattened together as a way that seemed to be like he was ruminating over something unaccountable, "---So, that's how she sounds like with her native language,"

You've never paid heed to the people who was now towering behind, the discovery of living in a dimension that was yours still kept your heart at bay---worried for what and why you were there in the first place when you couldn't remember a thing or two. Especially with what Satoru has been persisting you to take part in.

Could you even remember what he was trying to let you hark back to when you had no idea what it was?

Or maybe you just haven't started yet? Would there be a moment where you'll start remembering things? When will your amnesia be wise enough to operate into recollecting details about the sketches that he has been pertaining to?

"I can still feel you both judging me," you grumbled to yourself as you took a step forward, hearing their light footfalls following behind.

"I hardly am one to judge unless the idea is impractical. But, Satoru definitely is." Nanami stated bluntly, his tone gruff and low as if he was already drained by the whole vacation thing that he was forced or dragged in.

You've treaded faster, walking briskly. Nevertheless, their pace began to match yours as well as if you weren't bound to leave their sight. Well, it was mostly Gojo's heavy, large strides that were echoing from a few meters away. Your height never helping your rapidity upon walking, "Oi," Satoru called out as you intentionally ignored him, "Tiny-Chan!" he hollered in a sing-song voice, consciously neglecting the 7:3 sorcerer on the side whilst Gojo successfully walked alongside with you, haphazardly reaching out to poke the side of your cheek which has made your heart jump from the odd need for physical touch.

You've actually and minimally jumped through your brisk walking, entirely inattentive that he would indeed be bold enough to prod your cheeks like he was already obliged to do so. Satoru was profoundly oblivious to his own actions, paying no heed to it as if he was not making your heart race miles per hour.

"Tiny-Chan." His tone turned flat when you've quickened your pace, sparing you a glance to see you acting like he wasn't there in the first place, "---Where are you going?"

Gojo put the brakes upon catching up with you, falling behind Nanami as he finally have been walking alongside with him. "Angie's home! STOP FOLLOWING ME AROUND AND LEAVE ME ALONE! GO FIND SOME STUFF-TOY CURSES FOR ALL I CARE!" You yelled as you jogged towards a street and began to take a sharp right turn, knowing you were still going to be tailed behind by these Jujutsu Sorcerers in which you've gotten to be tied up with.

Kento came to a halt, standing beside Gojo as he held onto the head of his necktie, his fingers wandering along his dotted cravat, his temples traced with creases which showed how he was turning peevish as hours passed by especially that he was being a fly on the wall for the both of you.

"Are we really going to tail on this woman around a country we don't know?" he phlegmatically questioned.

Gojo stopped walking, sighing from your uncompromising stance over the issue. Howbeit, the Jujutsu Sorcerer knew that you were bound to come back with them by hook or by crook. He probably just wasn't as compelling and credible as much as people would see of him---as much as everyone did, "What's wrong with that? It's not like curses lurk around this town. It's not like we won't be able to handle them either. We're Jujutsu Sorcerers. You're even with the strongest one." he gave him a shrug of his broad shoulders, beginning his moseys to where you've went.

Nanami strolled alongside, the heels of his business shoes gingerly tapping along the pavements, "You know I don't work overtime. I hate it." he paused, taking a breather as they've taken a right turn to where they've seen you screaming your heart out in front of a washed out, metal gate. The urbanized, tall, waxen walls confining the house of whoever lived there, earning no way for another person to climb onto. A thorough contrast to the houses in Japan would've been.

"---If you want to act like a creepy puppy around this woman, then go. As far as I remembered, I didn't come back in being a Jujutsu Sorcerer to escort non-sorcerers around the world."

"Eh! Just enjoy this abrupt vacation, Nanamin!" Satoru enunciated with a satisfied beam, clasping both hands around his mouth as he raucously raised his voice, taking a few steps closer but keeping at least a distance away, "---Oi, Give it up, Tiny-Chan!"

You've heard Satoru's voice from a distance. The way your knuckles were hastily pounding over the metal gates---how discouraged you were from the bombshells coming in hot. One by one, they were like darts being tossed in the air, always landing on bullseye whenever you were given the corroboration of realism. "Angie? Angie! Open up the door! I'm starting to hate you now! You left me with a crazy Jujutsu Sorcerer, shaman, exorcist or whatever who probably knows how to manipulate my brain into believing he has superpowers!" You pounded on the metal doors, yelling through your native language as you knew that Nanami and Satoru fathomed nothing in return, "I think he drugged me or something because he's actually fast, strong, irritating at times---though, I hardly find it annoying because my mind is telling me that he's not sometimes---also, a knockout but he doesn't need to know that because he's an arrogant, cocky, lofty man!"

Was the last idea necessary to be said? You had no idea, nor did your mouth cease you from screaming out your maunders over your first impression and ideas of Gojo Satoru. An outlandish man whom made it difficult to believe through this fairytale or nightmare that you were living in. "These crazies actually have superpowers and I don't?!---Angie!" you've pounded again and again, your mind forcing you to trust that your friend might open the gates and welcome you with open arms.

Yet, you were wrong. Again. Fate was definitely preaching fire and brimstone pragmatisms over a newly found dimension that you were brought in.

He was senile. An elderly. Long in the tooth with his back bent due to being old. Bald even and inflamed from the sudden, rowdy interruption from your standpoint. The feeble man forcefully tugged the gates open, striking you dumb and earning a stumble from you in which your escorts ceased themselves from going on through their conversation as it seemed as if you were in the middle of being in a heated quarrel. But, it was mostly Satoru who kept his mouth shut as he was endlessly sending ceaseless jests here and there. His smile gradually fading when he'd seen that you've been confronted in a manner that he found...unsettling.

Or maybe he just perceives the elderly downright irksome? Though, Yoshinobu Gakuganji was a whole lotta' level of vexation for Satoru. The Higher-Ups were.

"What's wrong with you? There's no Angie living here, woman! Do you need something? If you don't then I'll fuckin' call the cops on you!"

You've held onto the railing that hit your back due to the surprise, raising a hand and gesturing with your fingers to express your apologies further. "S-Sorry. I'm sorry, Sir---"

You weren't even done with your sentence that he had to shut the door on your face, clamorously.

In times like this, where you were met with desperation, pessimism and optimism clashing like wildfire, there was no doubt that your emotions were flying through the roofs. That tight, suffocating knot in your throat tempted to reach your eyes as if it was the last thing you would want to do, especially that the world was broadcasting your despair for another dimension that left you astray.

Destiny was giving you the picture that no matter which world you were in---luck will never be on your side because you were bound to become lost and forlorn. Disoriented as you ever been.

There was no time for crying, you knew that yourself. Chiefly, it was because you knew Nanami and Satoru was watching you from a distance. Men whom you had no idea if they would find tears as a form of laurels that make them feel somewhat high and mighty just like how your family had been back in your real dimension, as if you were incapable of having the burnt-outs because they depended a lot from you and had extremely high-expectations to lift them off their impecunious thriving.

Kento surely didn't seem like the type to laugh at women's tears. Howbeit, Satoru, he was different compared to Nanami. You had a hunch he would make fun of your sobs and weeps. It was difficult to stifle them from pouring down, to a great degree that you were trying to divert your thoughts away from the problem at hand but it was utterly straining that you couldn't handle it anymore.

You just had to.

Furthermore, the teardrops that fell upon your face had given you a vague reason of inquiry if these were weeps from how lost and vulnerable you were in your real dimension or for another that petrified your soul upon which path must you take in order to survive through Satoru's world.

"Gojo." Nanami apathetically called out towards the latter who kept his mouth shut after feasting the image of you being yelled at by an old man you hardly knew nor believed to exist. Gojo looked to be chewing over what he had in mind, his smile turning minimal when you were faced by the harsh reality that was difficult to digest, that actually has not been part of the plan. "---When you mentioned that she's unidentified, you meant that she isn't entirely from here, correct?"

Gojo snapped his fingers at Kento, switching his attention towards his co-worker who was also observing your reactions from a distance, "Correct-o! You got it right this time, Nanami!"

"Hm." The latter hummed inquisitively, regarding you from beneath his sunglasses as he gave back a nod, "---The world's changing." he emphasized and paused, adding more to his utterance whilst sounding frank, "----Your ways of introducing her to a world that's clearly difficult to be adapted is undesirable. But, that's expected from you. No doubt."

Satoru didn't cut him off this time, keeping a weather eye on you as he glanced to see you wantonly sit upon the cemented stairs that connected upon an elevated slope before the metal gates were intertwined, taking one bar as your seat of woebegone. Your back towards their standpoint. Nonetheless, they just had no idea yet that you were actually on the verge of sobbing.

"You shouldn't have dropped the bomb in one go. Our work isn't easy to explain to people who hardly know Jujutsu Sorcery. Why even associate her in it?"

The latter glanced back at Nanami with a smile, entirely impervious that you were stifling your cries to yourself on the far corner. "Do you really wanna know?" he nonchalantly asked, a teasing grin lifting his lips with a taunting intonation of his voice, "---You should've given the finger in Yoshino to me then, rather than the Higher Ups,"

Nanami had an impassive expression on his face, "You were bound to give it to Yuji."

Satoru simpered, pleased with Nanami's supposition towards the conceptualization of giving Sukuna's finger to Gojo, knowing that he technically would just hand the finger to Yuji without thinking twice, "Tch. What a bummer, Nanami!"

You were restraining for crying out loud as you sat on one of supposed-to-be Angie's house. It was frightening to get the exact picture of Angie's house that stood beside you. Everything---and when you say everything---Satoru's world had gotten the exact blueprint of what your friend's house looked like.

It was the damned exact same thing.

Hence, why did it feel like they never existed? Even you, yourself didn't?

Gojo heard the faint, choke back of your weeps. Your despondency interrupting his conversation with Nanami that he had to take a pause. Nanami hadn't said a word and impatiently waited for Satoru to intervene through your lone sniveling, dubious over the impression that you had of him as he felt that you were intimidated and felt more comfortable with Satoru instead. He was not surprised that you actually were. The 7:3 sorcerer was practically judging him and kept his observations to himself, discovering something offbeat that he couldn't grasp at the present time.

Before Nanami could even upbraid him for his impractical way of welcoming you to their world, the latter began to take a march, "Ah, for heavens' sake," Satoru grumbled beneath his breath with a bridled smile that cloaked his pensive thoughts. His feet dragging him towards where you sat, the strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer latterly fathoming out how his own movements got the best of him before he could even think twice about it.

Your restrained weeps were off-putting in Satoru's perspective. How every step he took; how louder your squeaks actually reverberated out on an empty street and under the balmy heat of the sun, it felt bothersome for him. He swiftly dismissed the eccentric sentiments that oddly resurfaced as Satoru caught you off-guard by sitting in front of you, his long legs bent and spread like a dullard as he brightly called out for the special sobriquet he had for you, "Tiny-Chan!" he eagerly surprised you as he hopped to your peripheral vision, wholly being blinded by his face.

"---You cryin'?"

What surprised you was more than that. It even got your heart skipping at least triple beats from the perception you've gotten from Satoru's smile right now. This did not consist of his usual goofing around minutes. His smile was cordial---soothing as if it was meant to be described as solace. You didn't know that it was possible for him to act this way; to behave in a way that can get you ceasing your tears for him.

Though, you know he was also one of the reasons why you were sobbing like a child.

There was a fraught silence between the both of you, never knowing what he was thinking because he was as complex as to not knowing what hid behind his eyes.

You believed that a person's eyes would be the windows to his or her soul, it was at least the easiest to wade through a person's emotions or feelings; to the point that you could decipher if he or she had a rough past. Thus, it was unfair to have your curiosity stirred by Satoru to the point that you're avid to what he was hiding.

"You're adapting." Satoru astonishingly divulged, tone modulated enough that it sounded impossible to comprehend because it added more heat to your face while you've tried to shun away from him with your palms, shielding yourself from his attention as it was quite overwhelming.

"---and you actually believe me now. You've been such a stubborn girl." Like a shot, he'd managed to stick his thick, masculine fingers in between the spaces of yours, mildly flicking you on the forehead as he gave a low chuckle from the reaction he'd gotten from you.

"S-stop it."

Your voice was wobbly as you quietly scolded, the confidence within you died down from the moment you've came to realize that your shop wasn't exactly the same one like you had back on your earth. Angie's house was just another set of triggers that has spurned you further into a weeping mess in front of these Jujutsu Sorcerers.

Gojo's chuckles faded for a moment or two, unable to retaliate for the unforeseen shedding of tears from your side. He was taken aback by it, much to his incredulity. You've made it obvious that you were steering clear from his sudden undivided attention towards your woebegone appearance, constantly looking away in contrast to his brazen rubbernecking.

You were lucky he had his blindfolds on and haven't been wearing his specs yet.

Gojo decided to stand at full height, thinking that he would finally leave you alone. But, to your astonishment, believe it or not, he'd paved his way to sit beside you, offering no jests but just his undeniably comfortable silence.

You've expected a lot from the blindfolded guy, predicted that he was bound to laugh at your tears or gain pride to your loss because of how you've tried to understand how he was as a person. Howbeit, this time, Gojo Satoru left you stupefied as he offered nothing but his existence---like he was there not to express his guffaws but to suppress his pleasantries and actually make you feel that you weren't....unchaperoned or rather, alone.

"Hey, Satoru." You softly called out to him, hearing him hum as a response that he was waiting for you to talk, the low and thick murmur giving your toes the jelly touches in which you tried hard to fight off, "---Aren't you the strongest sorcerer out here...in your world?"

He'd took notice of the sudden change of opinion over the whole issue, leaning forward over how he sat beside you and brought both his elbows on his knees, his palm rested under his chin as he confidently claimed doubtlessly, "Yeah. Once again, I told you...I'm the strongest."

"Then, why can't you teleport me back in my world?" you repeated your question back when you were on the plane, tenacious over how it was impossible when he claimed that he was put on a pedestal by all---as far as how he was overbearing over the entitlement.

Gojo beamed through your question, it wasn't that he couldn't---he just probably did not want to get involved with the idea of travelling from one dimension and to the other, it would have been too much to handle then. His own dimension was already asking or demanding him of too much---adding more to it seemed to be tiring, "I told you, I think that's beyond of my capacity." He quickly blocked the idea with a lie before promptly taking it back before his mouth could even stop himself, getting a gist that you were crestfallen from how he pointed out that there was no possibility of it, "---Yet again, I haven't learned nor tried if I'm capable of that. But, I might---I probably could. I can."

Did he just admitted that he would?

You've given him the cold shoulder, refusing to believe and trusted that it was just him---gloating for all you know, "You're just probably being presumptuous. You're not the strongest, then."

"Or you just have no idea as of now." Satoru proclaimed as he turned to see you still looking away from him, "---I trust you're as crazy as me,"

"I doubt." you nasally deadpanned, emitting a stifled, satirizing chuckle from your frame of reference.

"Ha. You are. Considering how you were planning to hug the heck out of cursed spirits, how you also have drawings of me---even using my birthday as your mobile passcode, you're probably crazy for me, " Satoru went on with his innocuous bon-mots, feeling the atmosphere change from the time shared as he tried to lighten up the mood more by his witticism.

"Does he know how you find him thoroughly handsome and pretty since the moment you laid your eyes on him?" you've sniffled, caught unprepared by his sudden joke that did not seem like it because he sounded like he was just relishing upon the truth that he had this charisma that you couldn't explain yet.

There was no response to that, you could tell that Satoru was also deep in his thoughts, dwelling upon ideas you have no viewpoint of. Your tears were finally gone nor did it continued from the moment that Gojo decided to interrupt your woes. You were occupied upon wiping your dried up tears with the back of your hand, still timorous over the fact that you were caught crying. Howbeit, Satoru tried to make it seem like he did not care about it.

"Tiny-Chan," he soothingly called out, taking a pause as if he was dwelling to say what was needed to be said, giving it second-thoughts before he continued, his fingers dancing across his chin as he sounded adamant over the proposal being given.

"---Say, I'll find a way to bring you back to your dimension. Keep you out of the hands from the Higher Ups..." he started, utterly determined before he trailed off, expectant that you were about to cut him off from the moment he mentioned that there was no doubt that the Higher-Ups will be involved in whatever plans he was trying to have with you.

"The Higher Ups? Huh?"

Satoru did not want to explain further. Just elucidating upon the group was making his lip twitch in a manner that tells it was already causing him stress just by thinking about it, "The Higher-Ups, they're a pain in the ass. Also, I could tell that they're bound to end up using you or repudiate to your presages. Oh, tough-luck, they might have a reason to tweak the law of Jujutsu and have a non-sorcerer executed because you could somehow have any idea over their agendas," he casually clarified, not actually specifying who they were as his explanation was broad as heck. He gestured with a shake of his hand, feeling your inquisitive eyes on him.

"---Heh! Don't worry about them too soon. I'll tell you about them next time!"

Executed? That was definitely hogwash. Were you bound to be put to death without knowing anything at all?

His sudden change of emotion and behavior got you curious. Satoru seemed to not like a bit of the Higher-Ups as much as you could fathom from how he was actually frowning as of the moment. You left the topic for next time and waited further for his continuation of whatever he had in mind.

Satoru begun, his emotions suddenly shifting to something enigmatic for you to understand as it felt like the topic was either sensitive or one that he did not like to expound, more than what he was trying to elucidate over the whole 'Higher Ups' thing, "As long as you tell me your spiels behind those sketches and how you know both me and my one and only best friend in that 'drawing' of yours,---" pause.

"---How you know some of what happened during the merging of the Star Plasma Vessel with Tengen. You've got everything in detail. Also the others which seems to be the future,"

"Star Plasma Vessel? Tengen? Huh?" you've turned your head to meet his blindfolded eyes that were already faced to you, eventually knowing that he was reckoning your swollen, teary ones with a small, melancholic smile to his face. He knew this particular question would come around especially that he was involved in the picture and Satoru has managed to expel the dismal incident somehow---he believed he did.

"But, where's this bestfriend you're saying? Is he the one with the man-bun? How come...I never seen him yet? where is he? what's his name?" you gullibly asked, bombing him questions after questions after being shared of information that you hardly understood as you had no theories over the particulars that Gojo was trying to provide you with.

From the start that Satoru provided bits of knowledge over the sketches that he believed you owned felt like you were insensitive for your beseeching. Your subconsciousness was persistently whispering how the questions sounded wrong; how your curiosity over every exposé that Gojo could spare seemed to be terribly inconsiderate in your viewpoint, regarding this as an odd feeling that explored every cranny of your delicate heart.

Perhaps, it was how his smiles turned a doleful. Surprisingly, he was looking away and out in a distance, grappling over the opportunity of gazing his splendid side profile. His impressive jawline that could definitely cut a bitch. Though, admiring how he had stellar features---that distant beam that was drawn upon his face kept your heart in a reel of guilt.

Your questions felt like a trauma being uncorked by a bottle of overflowing, perished wine or champagne.

The sweat that filled along the undersides of your nose felt numbing. You were mean---have been probably disparaging to Satoru's whole being or character, perpetually intransigent over your impressions of him since the first day you've met the guy. Your consciousness castigating how brutal it was to ask them too soon.

"Ah." Gojo distractedly hummed in response to your questions, his despondent beam unchanging. The intonation in his voice changed, sounding detached but pliable which struck your chest into receiving bane that entered the heart, the guilt launching back and forth when he'd muttered the name under his breath.

"---Suguru Geto?"

Your frowned deepened upon hearing his name from Satoru's lips. He'd turn his head to lay his eyes on you, keeping track if you were paying attention to what he'll say next. Hence, the latter could bear a resemblance upon the emotions on your face, having the hallmarks of a woman that discerned the woes he barely allowed everyone to latch onto because of how he was entitled and believed to be 'the strongest'.

An exceptional privilege that only you had the dispensation to espy in which Gojo Satoru had been heedless of.

"---He's already dead."

Hence, it was that moment that you knew that the strongest even had his own downfalls. Incorporeal aspects that any other human could ever experience. Sentimentalities which builds humanity into developing themselves whether if it was for better or worse.

Gojo Satoru was just Gojo Satoru. He was, indeed---what you perceived as, human.

Clump for Dicks. Oh dear, how did I come up with that--- I can feel the embarrassment through here.

Also, Satoru---*cries* 😭

FEEDBACKS ARE VERY MUCH APPRECIATED, BB'S! THANK YOU SO MUCH! Chapter 7 will have lots of parts considering the title of the fanfic is...7th Dimension. ☞￣ᴥ￣☞ Heehee! I'mma spoil y'all, Chapter 7 will be a fluffy one and I've been smiling while I'm currently writing it down right now. Heehee. (◕દ◕)

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welcome-to-green-hills · 5 years ago

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Any Headcanons for movie Sonic?

😱 Head Canons?!😱

I have so many! Like... so many that I prolly won’t remember them all:

I think Sonic had to learn how to speak a new language when he came to Earth. I think that he can still speak in his native tongue, but also speak English.

Sonic LOVES piggy back rides. You can’t change my mind on this. He also likes to ride in a backpack as long as he can stick his head out.

Sonic does not know what a normal Earth hedgehog looks like. He thinks that cacti, hairbrushes, pin cushions and a pineapples are Earth hedgehogs.

Sonic has an assortment of costumes that he will wear around town. On top of that, he has names for every one of his alliances. For example, he has one called “Cherry Dude the Real Estate Agent.” Another one that he is “The Milkman,” who delivers milk and happens to be a doctor. This one he’s really proud of, he has one allias of a spoiled rich 20-something-year-old named “Jean Ralphio.”

Sonic loves eating slugs, chili dogs, donuts, fruits, veggies, bugs, dinosaur chicken nuggets, and golden sticks (French fries).

Sonic loves to doodle and draw pictures. He will leave his pieces of art all around the house and hang it on the fridge. Maddie has made it a habit to save every piece of art and Tom has a drawing of this on his desk at work.

He also has a composition notebook filled with doodle and a journal of what his life has been like so far since living with The Wachowskis.

Sonic loves flowers and puts them in his quills.

Sonic will collect random things around town. Why? Because why not? Sees a fork—thinks it’s a hairbrush. Sees a stop sign—a new poster for his room. Shiny blue rock thing that sparks electric energy—steals it and keeps it to give to Maddie on Mother’s Day. It’s very reminiscent of The Little Mermaid.

On top of collecting random stuff, if Sonic sees something odd and likes it, he’ll give it to Tom and Maddie as small gifts. He’ll put a bow on it and leave it on their bed.

Sonic LOVES to go shoe shopping. Any time Maddie and/or Tom mentions of shoes, Sonic will beg to go to the mall in Springvalley and go to the PUMA, Addidas, and Nike stores.

The first time going into a shoe store, Sonic cried over how beautiful it looked and with how many shoes he could wear and keep.

Sonic will wear clothes, just not pants. He claims all the time that his fur is “like the softest pair of pajamas that you’ll ever own.”

Sonic’s favorite breakfast foods are pancakes, cereal with spiders in it, fruits with donuts, and bacon.

He’s still afraid of humans. He’s afraid that the humans will turn him into the USA government one day, but he doesn’t talk about it. Tom and Maddie know that he has this fear of humans still, but they try to work with him more on not being afraid to engage with them.

Sonic does, actually, see a therapist.

As much as Sonic loves Donut Lord and Pretzel Lady, he’s afraid to get really close to them. He’s afraid that if he grows attached to them, he’ll have to leave and go to the Mushroom Planet. Tom and Maddie work with him on assuring him that it’s okay to be open with people and form connections.

He is friends with The President of the United States (The Rock), as well as Taylor Swift.

Sonic loves baseball. He’s the smallest on the team, but he’s the best batter that the team has had in years. Tom is the assistant coach to the team, Wade and Maddie help as volunteers.

Sonic has both ADHD and PTSD.

Sonic is best friends with Bigfoot. Whenever Sonic talks to Tom, Wade, JoJo, Maddie, and Rachel about Bigfoot—he claims his name is Harry—no one seems to believe him... not even Crazy Carl believes him.

Sonic will dance and sing to himself when he’s happy. He’ll dance in front of others, but he won’t sing.

I have a firm belief that he’s either 12-13. James Marsden said in an interview that Sonic was twelve and Jeff Fowler said in his interview that Sonic was thirteen. This is pretty much up for interpretation.

Sonic loves to go to work with both Tom and Maddie. He has made a calendar for himself in what days he can go to work for what parent.

Sonic will run around town and do errands for Tom and Maddie. He’s their little delivery boy.

Sonic is very conscious of being adopted. He knows that Tom and Maddie want him in his life, but the reality of the situation is still surreal and dream like to him. He wants to call them “mom and dad,” but he doesn’t know if it would seem appropriate.

Sonic is Jewish.

If you place your cellphone, laptop, tablet, or anything electronic based on top of Sonic’s head, Sonic is able to charge it.

Sonic sees JoJo more as a big sister than a cousin.

Sonic absolutely HATES it when people ask him if he speaks “animal.” Just because he lived in a forest for his whole life doesn’t mean that he knows how to talk to ALL types of animals. Just forest creatures and household pets.

As of now, before he notices them more, his main enemies are The Springvalley Sluggers, à squirrel in the backyard, and his other next door neighbor.

Sonic is the main reason why a majority of the traffic signs around town are missing. He loves them and uses them to decorate his Gremlin cave in the attic.

Sonic can purr... but it’s on a rare occasion.

Sonic loves coffee... but Tom and Maddie don’t give it to him a whole lot.

Tom and Maddie have several photos of Sonic on their cellphone.

Whenever Sonic travels, he brings a camera with him to take photos of stuff. Both Tom and Maddie have asked if he does it to document his travels. In a sense, he does, but with the spare rings that he has, he sends them to his island—from what he can remember of it—in hopes that Longclaw can see that he’s alright.

Sonic doesn’t remember much of his island anymore, but he remembers some details.

He’ll tell you, “no, I don’t remember them,” but he remembers fragments of his biological parents. All he remembers is a river, an ambush, Longclaw, and a basket.

Sonic is VERY protective of his family. Whenever someone pokes fun at them, even if it’s supposed to not be harmful, Sonic is the first to react and protect them.

Sonic will curl up next to Tom and Maddie and sleep on them when he’s tired. He feels protected and tells them both that they feel like his people. He feels safe with them.

Once a week on Friday’s, Tom, Wade, and Sonic go to elementary schools and talk about DARE with the kids. Sonic gets a huge kick out of being in the classroom with Donut Lord and Wade. He often sits in the group with the kids and listens to the two talk.

Sonic gets forehead kisses, head pats, ear rubs, and a kiss on his paws. Maddie will kiss his paw, put his glove back on, and say, “you have my heart in your paws. It’s there forever.” Tom just gives him a head rub and tell him that he loves him in his own special way.

I have a lot more, but this is what I could think of on the top of my head. If I remember them all I’ll reblog... if you’re all interested.😅

#mystery anon #off topic #sonic movie #why not?#hahahah

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kpoptionate · 6 years ago

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stray kids ⇾ s/o is west indian (caribbean)

stray kids masterlist // official masterlist 02.09.19 requested: anon a/n: this was difficult since i’ve also got a post about their s/o being european but it doesn’t state anything specific about europe so i barely had anything original to say here,,,,so it’s basically the same,,,,i’m sorry,,,,

woojin ♡

thinks it’s ?? so cute ??

korea has a very small foreign population, so he’s probably met very few non-asian foreigners in his life

loves listening to all the stories u tell about ur home

especially if u say a phrase or two in english (or whatever other language u speak where ur from !)

wants to know everything about ur culture, like the food, customs, family/country traditions, etc.

definitely also has a home-cooked meal ready for u when u get home from school/work :)

chan ♡

????????

i feel like ?? he’d think ?? the caribbean is v romantic ??

so he’d absolutely love it

also makes u lots of meals u eat in ur home country bc he wants u to be comfortable and feel at home be careful, u’ll prolly hurt his feelings if u tell him it doesn’t taste the same

if u speak a language other than english that !! is so cute !!

he would deffo want u to teach him and would prolly learn a lot of flirty phrases to whisper to u out of nowhere

books flights to ur home when he’s on vacation time or w.e jyp gives him

minho ♡

thinks it’s super sexy

also wants u to teach him ur first language

also tries to cook but fails poorly (even better if u come in and teach him)

if u have a bit of an accent when u speak korean he’d repeat it back in a playful-mocking tone

deffo buys souvenirs for u when he visits ur home country

probably also gets a fake tattoo in your first language that he thought sounded really beautiful but it doesn’t actually mean what he thought it meant

changbin ♡

acts like it’s not that serious but loves it

loves when u prepare meals n feed it to him !!!!!!!!!! it makes it taste even better !!!!!!!!!!

asks u phrases for u to say to him in ur non-korean language

listens to songs in that language n loves it when u sing them to him

wants you to teach him about the culture and quiz him and stuff and reward him with kisses when he gets a question right

hyunjin ♡

absolutely f a s c i n a t e d

quickly grasps info when he learns smth new about ur culture

books u two plane tickets when u feel homesick :’)

also buys souvenirs for u to take back to u

or anything that reminds of him of u/ur home country

jisung ♡

super excited !!

does his own research on ur culture n stuff but also loves listening to u talk so it’d be cool if u taught him too

tries to speak ur language n is v good at the accent

also learns it v quickly n tries to say things to u (if ur first language is english then he'll try to speak smth else to impress u)

sings songs to u at night in ur language n texts u lyrics to go w how he’s feeling

felix ♡

tries his absolute h a r d e s t to learn about the culture

especially when he books tickets to fly down to see ur family

tries to send u home on any holidays or important days

and if not,,,,,,,

he brings home to u !!!!

idrk how he does it, but he does,,,that’s for another time tho

wants u to cook him home meals

also spends hours learning some while ur gone to surprise u one day

seungmin ♡

s o u v e n i r s ! ! ! g i f t s ! ! ! m e a l s ! ! !

anything to remind u of home, he’ll get it for u

takes u to caribbean restaurants on dates n stuff

if u speak any languages other than english he’ll learn those to impress ur family

and picks up on conversational phrases and pronunciation pretty well

and pACKS LUNCH FOR U N PUTS NOTES THAT SAY LIKE “love u honey ! eat well !” IN THE LANGUAGE/S HE LEARNS AHHHHHHH

jeongin ♡

tries to learn ur non-english language/s but can only rly remember numbers and “i love u”

also tries to watch shows in ur native language but doesn’t like subtitles

i don’t think he’s rly into exotic foods, either,,,,,,

but he’ll do it for u !!

when he goes to visit ur country w u he gets ?? so excited ??

he’s absolutely amazed by the culture and traditions u celebrate

thinks it’s v fun n tries to participate in anything cultural w u v v cute

request or ask anything here !

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spaceiplier · 6 years ago

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A poorly articulated post about lore for the spaciplier au - gober

Alien types, planets, languages, etc

Jack|| Velm: he is a reptilian type alien. When they’re young they have blue stripes over their bodies and they’re arm spikes haven’t grown in yet. Once the arm spike/scales grown in and when those stripes go away they are considered adults. Their skin is extremely tough and they are cold blooded, so their planet is very warm, dry, and rocky. Most of them especially enjoy sunbathing. They’re tails help them balance as well as serve as a weapon against other creatures. They have sharp teeth, they’re omnivorous but mostly carnivorous, they can see in the dark relatively well, and have fast reflexes. They take naps throughout the day instead of sleeping for long intervals. They’re ears twitch when they hear sudden noises or just when they want. They’re a very survival of the fittest species, and since all members are very strong that tactic seemed to have worked out evolutionary wise. Also they are hatched from eggs.

There was a neighboring planet that this species became allies with, but when they were in trouble the GAAP failed to give them any reinforcements and that planet and its inhabitants were destroyed. This caused jack’s species to cut all ties with the GAAP politically and some even actively go against it, most just ignore it. Many pirates, black market dealers, and mercenaries are from this planet.

Kathryn|| Ninkain: the ninkain may look similar to humans, but their biology and mannerisms are very different. They are predatory hunters naturally, but they’ve evolved a lot since then and are just carnivores now. They have sharp claws, tough skin, sharp teeth, a tail, and tentacle like things hanging from their ears which allow them to sense electromagnetic fields. They’re hearing is superb, they see best in the dark, though they can see fine enough in light, they’re fast on their feet, and they have tremendous balance. They behave similar to cats and their native language is mostly gesture based with few noises between them. It’s kinda like a full body sign language kinda deal. They’re skin can be grey, purple, or red, or a mix of those colors. They have markings on them, males typically have lighter markings then their skin tone, females have darker markings compared to their skin color. They have live births and twins are especially common amongst their species.

Tyler|| Graeldurs: they have a hard outer shell that resembles rock, which grows as they age. They have been known to carve markings into their rock outer layer, since the pain is very dulled there. But, it’s pretty old fashioned, so many have stopped the tradition. They’re the definition of gentle giant, their great strength and height makes them seem threatening but most are very logical and would prefer to avoid conflict, but when it is necessary they are prepared to efficiently take down their enemies. They can be multiple different rock like colors, some even having stripes or even a mix of two types of rocks depending on their parentage. They also have decently long lifespans, living up to 200 years, they reach maturity at around 20 at the lastest and 10 at the earliest, but a general number is 15 and that’s the legal age they are considered an adult. Common jobs for them are leadership positions, especially in the GAAP, many join the space fleet, and also they take up technical jobs creating medicines, new machines, tech, and generally making scientific discoveries. They’re also good teachers or mentors. They’re home planet is very cold for most of its year, it’s the 6th planet from its sun, has 3 moons, and 2 seasons; a warm season only lasting a few months (human time) and a cold season lasting a little more than a year (human time). They aren’t affected much by temperatures, but their main food source is more abundant in colder climates. They mine to get to crystals and the like since it’s their main food source, they live underground, well their cities are underground. There are also extremely cold blizzards that commonly happen and while the cold won’t kill them outright, it can freeze them to the point where they can’t move. Which isn’t good since they’d prolly starve since they can’t get food.

Androids vs robots || rights and legal stuff

Androids: all androids have what is legally classified as free will. They are capable of complex emotion, creativity, and learning past what was put in their memory chip. They can feel ‘pain’ and can develop skills that weren’t implemented when they were first built. And they are made of Android specific parts.

There was an Android civil rights movement that had been going on since before mark’s birth and gained a lot of traction and support when mark was a kid. They finally gained basic space rights when mark was around 12. They’re still discriminated against, but it’s a lot better then it was 20 years ago so. They can no longer be forced into servitude legally, though it definitely still happens, they have the ability to run for government positions, they have a right to a fair trial and all that good stuff.

Robots: robots typically can only do what is in their programming, they can retain knowledge but they are incapable of coming up with something new or creative nor can they learn a new skill on their own. They can be made out of any parts, there are robot specific parts but usually they are a mix of Android parts, mech parts, and robot specific parts. They still have no legal rights and are considered property under space law. They are capable of emotion, but only if it’s programmed in and it’s typically limited, and they aren’t capable of feeling pain. They are incapable of going against their programming.

Who in this au is a robot and whose an android

Ethan and blank are androids while all of jack’s egos are robots

Different planets

Ventos Beta:

This is a planet that no longer really has a set major species. There are a multitude of different alien species living here, mostly land based ones. It’s the perfect planet for farming, which is their main source of trade, though that’s not the only job available. There still needs to be doctors and shop keeps and the sort. This is where Tyler and mark grew up, living quite close by to each other and going to the same school. There are 3 other ventos named planets (ventos prime, alpha, gamma, and omega) they’re all in the same system (the ventos system) orbiting ventos IV, and they were terraformed by the GAAP for multi species use and adhere to GAAP laws and the like.

Zerentia: (where mark was born)

this is a water based planet, there are very little spots of land and almost all of the inhabitants and all of the natural intelligent species are water based and live under the sea. It’s a naturally warm planet and it’s days are very short. It has no moons and 2 suns. There are 4 other planets in its solar system, 3 of which support life, 2 are more tropical and warm while one is more cold and snowy and has more land mass.

Phalieth|| dominant Species: These aliens are a type of aquatic mammal. They have a long, muscular tail and small anal fin, two huge side fins and a short, strong dorsal fin.They have two eyes which sit thightly in their sockets and can often make them appear to be serene. Their eyesight is astonishing.Their huge mouths and small noses often make these aliens appear to be slick, but looks can be deceiving.Their ears are wide and large and their hearing is excellent. They also have one long horn on their head.Their skin is thin, but strong. Their skin colors are mostly dark gold, light orange and blue, which tend to become dull as they age.The males are usually lazier than their female counterpart and their colors are more vibrant. The females, however, are usually more adventurous.

Folia: this is a very colorful and tropical like planet, it’s dominant life form is plant based and while there are creatures on this planet they are definitely not at the top of the food chain by any means. Some of the plants are even carnivorous. It’s dope. This planet has two moons and one sun and there is a pretty even ratio of water to land.

Nihill || Serkiis: this is a gas giant, it’s solar system has little to no life, this planet included, and so is ignored but the GAAP. But one of its moons- and many other planets and moons in this solar system- is used as a base for mercenaries, criminals, and the black market. The moon used for this is named Nihill, it’s the most renowned one of the dead bases and also the one where jack sells all the stuff he steals. There are various buildings, hotels, brothels, markets, and the like. These planets/moons are especially dangerous, but if you generally mind your own business and aren’t defenseless, you’ll be fine. Probably…

Attis: (the homeplanet of Tyler’s species)

This planet has a rotation cycle of 16 months (earth time) 13 of those months are spent in freezing cold weather while the other 3 are slightly warmer. The planet is filled with crystals and diamonds, it being the perfect environment for their creation. Due to them being so abundant, crystals are a major food source for many of the species native to this planet. There are also crystal like species that developed a crystal like exterior to better hide from predators. There are crystal forests above and below ground, one of the most magnificent sights in the galaxy. Throughout the colder months, there are extremely cold and dangerous blizzards, which could easily freeze a creature on the spot, due to this many inhabitants live underground. Attis has two moons and is the 6th planet from its sun.

Bellataine: (kathryn's home planet) this planet is extremely similar to earth, though their trees are 10 times taller on average, they have more carnivorous plants, and there is more of a yellow tint to its plants. It has 4 seasons, but only one big continent with bunches of rivers, lakes, and streams scattered throughout. Their night and day are also a lot longer lasting around 40 hours as a whole, 20 each. Many of the species live up in the trees due to the sheer amount and size of them.

The GAAP|| Galactic Assembly of Allied Planets

Basically it is the gathering of all the most powerful/ intelligent planets all coming together to create laws and the sort for all of space. Every planet has 2 representatives and there is no one leader, it’s kinda a majority rule kinda thing. Each planet has its own government and laws, but they have to adhere to the laws of space, so an example is that since androids have legal rights now, no one planet can have laws blatantly discriminating against them. There is also the GLE or the Galactic Law Enforcement, they only have jurisdiction in space though and not on individual planets. They are made up of any species apart of the GAAP and they are pretty regulated as well, most people call them enforcers. Each individual planet has their own law enforcement. There is also a galactic navy that is run but the GAAP, they have a specific school and training regimen for any species that would like to join, the only requirement is that you are a resident of a planet in the GAAP. This is in place for if one/ multiple planets are attacked by a planet not apart of the GAAP, or a rogue planet/ ship/ group. Their other job is to explore space and engage in various peace negotiations, investigating planets (science wise), and stuff. Basically Star Trek.

There are some planets that have no laws nor government and don’t fall under the jurisdiction of the space government and its laws. These planets are hella cool and are a great place for scavengers/ pirates/ and other criminals to hang out. Plus black market stuff, it’s where jack sells a lot of his stolen goods (Nihill specifically)

Laws and jail: there are two types of jails, on planet jails for crimes committed on one planet and the maximum security jail run by GAAP. If any jailable crime is committed on multiple planets, in space, or if it’s a cosmic crime the criminal will be sent to the GAAP prison. The GAAP prison is located on the outskirts of the galaxy, it is one of the biggest shuttles ever built and it orbits a White dwarf, using the bright star to power the shuttle. The petty crime prisoners and the dangerous prisons are kept apart for safety reasons. The planet jails are basically regular jails.

Some cosmic crimes include but aren’t limited to:

Mass genocide, destruction of a planet, and the destruction of any GAAP ship/ attack against the GAAP

Education:

Every planet and species has a different way of educating their youth, but most participate in it. It usually depends on the planets main source of income as well as weather it’s a mixed species planet or a planet where most the inhabitants are native. If it’s mixed, then they typically use the regulations used by the GAAP for their schools. Which is the type of school that Tyler and mark attended. It’s very career based and you choose what you’d like to focus on around 13, going from primary to secondary. They teach you the basics of history, mechanics, medicine, math, science, and language. Then in secondary school you focus on one thing, let’s say you want to be a pilot, you would learn everything you’d need to know to be a successful pilot and nothing more, unless you change your focus or opt to take a generalized focus. A generalized focus teaches you the basics for all the popular and needed jobs available and you can always chose to switch into a focus if one of those jobs catches your eye. There is only 8 years of school for them, 4 for primary or general and 4 in secondary or focus. There isn’t a set age to start, since different species have different lifespans and needs and only primary school is required.

History || major events || currently 3518

Multiplanet Wars [3250-3420]

Before the GAAP was created there were many battles and wars over which planets got which colonies and solar systems and planets. It was a first come first serve kinda deal but even that was shaky when any other alien race could pop in and try an take over a planet by force. These many battles resulted in some alien races even going extinct.

The great leaving (earth) [3314]

Earth was already in bad shape when humans started exploring into the further parts of space, but still many people lived there. Soon though, it became too much for the planet to sustain and earth had run out of many of the resources that had once been abundant. Due to this major resource crisis, almost all humans that could left the planet. The only ones who stayed where the people too poor to afford to move or people so rich that the resource shortage didn’t affect them in the least. These rich people would either develop a superiority complex (like the idea that living anywhere but earth was betraying the human race) or they’d leave cause earth is a shit whole that only over the top elitists would choose to live on.

First treaties [3280-3518]

The treaty of unification; the agreement for all willing, intelligent, and powerful planets to come together to form the GAAP after years of competition and wars.

The creation of the GAAP [3420]

The idea of the was created and pushed for by 5 of the most advanced planets. They wanted space to be safer and they wished for a future were all aliens worked together to make a better galaxy. Soon they had the majority of the intelligent planets on their side and they all came together to create this new, huge alliance.

The medical boom [3420-30]

After the GAAP was formed there was a significant boom in the improvement in the medical field. This was because many species from all the planets apart of the GAAP had come together to work for the GAAP and their combined knowledge on medicine as well as a willingness to cooperate to make space healthier gave way to new and advanced machinery and medicines.

Android revolution [3504]

Since the first official Android was made there were people who pushed for their rights as free thinking beings. They were seen as property, similar to robots, for the longest time. Then after years of protest and fighting for their rights, all this only providing more evidence of their place as a new intelligent species capable of learning, feeling, and thriving on their own without the aid of their creators.

#space au #spaceiplier #official story #admin gober #lore #planets #jails #alien species #alien planets #history

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eyeofchanel · 6 years ago

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FAQ / All About Me

Lol I was scrolling through my personal posts and I realized the last one I did was when I was 16... I am 23 now so maybe I should update this😂

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Where were born?

Pawtucket, Rhode Island

Birthday / Age?

January 1st, 23

Zodiac?

Sun - Capricorn

Moon - Taurus

Rising - Libra

Venus - Aquarius

What’s your name and what does it mean?

Alyana & it stands for light , greatness , high status

Are you named after someone, if yes then after whom?

My moms middle name is Aureliana so she spun it off that

Where are you from and are you proud of it?

Im half Cape Verdean and African African , i love being black and being able to speak my native language

Sexual Orientation?

I’ve got a big fat lesbiannnn crush on you

Do you love playing any sports, or just watching it?

Eh sports aren’t my thing but I use to play volleyball , I loved that

Who is your favorite celebrity?

Rihanna and Jhene Aiko FOR SURE. Drake is also my baby daddy so ..

Who is your favorite writer in modern history?

Maya Angelou , I wanna be spicy and wise like her when I grow up

Do you love animals, if yes then which one you love most?

Yes I love all animals, except bugs (do those count?) But I love dolphins and cats the most

Do you have children? And how many?

Skrt , not yet lol. But I want at least 2

what’s their names?

Rn I wanna name my son Kiyanu Amir and my daughter Alia Sadé

Are you married or single, and why?

Single cus these bitches ain’t shit lol and tbh not really looking rn

If you are not married, when are you going to get married?

Shit you tell me , maybe never .. my ideal date is 11/22/33 so I have HELLA time lmaooo

What is your favorite drink of all?

Non alcoholic - Lemonade and Water

Alcoholic - vodka sprite, gin and tonic, honey jack

What is your greatest achievement?

So far.. prolly being the only one in my fam to go out of state for college .. s/o to Howard University 💙❤️

What do you want to do in your career?

Eventually I wanna be a sex therapist incorporating art , yoga, mediatation in my practice. I also want to own a business (some type of apothecary) relating to herbal medicine, natural skincare, healing stones etc. prob have some rental properties as well, write a few poetry books .. 🤑🤑🤑🤑

Do you love music? Which genre is your favorite?

YES music is my therapy it keeps me sane. I love love love R&B , I fw alternative music too

How tall are you? Have you dreamed being ever taller?

5’6” and no actually I wanted to be shorter lol

What is your favorite number and please tell us, why?

3,7,11

3 representing the cycles of things , the trinity , I feel like things in life come in 3s

7 is a lucky number

11 relating to spirituality, I always try to catch 11:11 and make a wish / say a prayer

Do you have fear anything?

Being completely alone, heights,

Where do you want to travel?

EVERYWHERE, top rn tho is Bali

Can you describe yourself in just 3 words?

open minded, dramatic, creative

Who you admire the most, mother or father?

Damn, I can’t choose. They’re both annoying asf but I have so much respect for both. My mom came from another country and lived in poverty, was abused by different people but is one of the most beautiful, strongest women I know. She made something of herself on her own, and also made sure I always had what I needed. My dad played in the NFL for a few years, something millions of people wish they could do. And when his finances were affected by stock market crashes etc, he persevered and built himself up from the bottom again. He’s always there to listen, always accepts me for who I am.

Do you have siblings? How many?

Yup, oldest of 5

What do you do in your free time?

I like writing , going to art museums , eating new food , talking to my friends , smoking , sleeping.. traveling to new places , eating pussy lmaoooo etc . I wanna start working out more too

Do you have any weird quirks?

Lmao I’m a goofball and a weirdo so yeah I can’t even describe it you just gotta be around me

What is your favorite color?

Specifically mint green , but overall blue

Do you know your personality type?

ENFJ , life path 9 🤘🏽

What are your favorite values in friends/ partners?

Yo if you’re stuck up / conceited it’s a whole dub for you. I love humble confidence, ppl who are creative/artistic, open minded, good communicators, honest, people who can make me laugh and be goofy, people who like to travel and have fun but can also stay home and be laid up in silence

What is something you wished people knew about you?

I’m a big baby under a sometimes serious exterior , and I’ll have a conversation with almost anyone so feel free to talk to me ❤️

#alyanaxo #faq #allaboutme

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cigaretteparfum · 2 years ago

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oh right. i ended up kinda sorta semi developed a conlang for this sole purpose. for names. i guess.

in terms of linguistics i was taught the basics back in hs so i got some pointers on how to lay down the rules of basic grammars and everything related to it. obviously there's a lot more to languages than just order of words and how they interact with each other and how outside factors may influence said language but it's better than nothing i guess. i definitely didn't get far enough in my ed to sufficiently analyse things like, how languages evolve past maybe a few decades than its modern existence and presentation (in terms of written form and such) so i couldn't exactly apply any significant theories on how the language itself came to be so really what am doing rn is just putting down a bunch of bullshit, assign definitions and use to each of those bullshit, and keep track of it all.

i do know at least that for some (maybe a lot, maybe all, idk) languages' vocab, there's influence of onomatopeia that later either adopted or adapted into its own word to describe the thing. e.g. sundanese "maung" from how people thought tigers' roar sound; "hihid" for specific type of fan based on the sound it makes. so i got that guide, too.

then lastly, that some languages use the words they first used for certain roles or activities as name for people who frequently do those roles or activities. like the common english name "smith" iirc derived from the role/occupation of blacksmiths.

last one was the focal point because. again. this all started over me trying to give names to early hominids characters. so far i've made up words that just means: parents/children, young/old, strong/weak, and of course roles like hunters, leaders, etc. so i just made up a bunch of bullshit, under certain constraints i also made up (e.g. one word only having at most two syllables), write down what they're supposed to mean, combine those with made up particles or conjunctions, then i got a name. the blessed mother. the blessed son. hunter's child. the old man.

now the hard thing about this, and likely its further development down the line, is that i don't know much how regional settlements (?) or divide affect the phonetics. why does the letter A pronounced differently in english (ey) and indonesian (ah), for example. what caused this. because, beyond the difference in sound and its resulting accent, several years down the line this affect the way people's speaking organ function when they communicate. people whose native language near exclusively roll their Rs would have a hard time curling it. maybe this won't have mattered much if from all my made up bullshit, there's some trends in sounds and the way they're pronounced -- am not tolkien, i never planned for this conlang to be actually used in text beyond names and titles. but, had i have that, i think i might have an easier time going forward making up more bullshit for this ... extremely ambitious side track. like. waaaaaaaaayyyyy too extremely ambitious.

i do have a few books on phonetics and phonology, and, more broadly, linguistics in general. unfortunately ... they were referenced in my hs text books. fucked up thing is they're supposed to be linguistics 101 for college. so that's how i found out i had some college ed in high school. good for ego I GUESS. kinda useless for my work here though.

but anyway. sigh. yeah. i found a solution to my name problems but while this works for now, as more and more recurring characters of this era in history come up, i'll prolly need to do some required reading.

for a. fucking. hobby.

THIS ALL COULD HAVE BEEN PREVENTED IF THE H. NEANDERTHALS AND DENISOVANS AND EARLY H. SAPIENS HAD ETCHED SOME SEMBLANCE OF THEIR FUCKING SPEAKING SYSTEM ONTO ANY POSSIBLE FOSSILISED SURFACE INSTEAD OF JUST DEPICTIONS OF WHOLE BEINGS BUT NOOOOOO LET'S MAKE THINGS HARD FOR ME, HALF A MILLENIA LATER.

so early hominids had time to paint murals on the caves they vibed in but didn't have the time to record what they called each other? OKAY.

#FUCK THEM AAAAAALLLLLLL #thank you for every single thing you've done that undeniably contribute to our survival and evolution #BUT FUCK YOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUU #next outing am going to a fucking museum just to cuss them out #FUCK YOU AND YOUR CHILD AND YOUR CHILD'S CHILD AND YOUR CHILD'S CHILD'S CHILD AND YOUR CHILD'S CHILD'S CHILD'S CHILD AND ME #writing woes

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dapperfvck-arc · 7 years ago

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Film!verse Edition

BASIC.

FULL NAME. John Constantine NICKNAME. none mentioned BIRTHDAY. May 10 (assuming the Constantine movie takes place in the present, regardless of the film’s year of release, having been referred in age as his mid-thirties, he’d have been born in the early 80s) ETHNIC GROUP. Mixed race (is that the right term these days?), undisclosed in movie, the brief glimpse of his parents in the movie showed nothing of their actual appearances. So I’m defaulting to Keanu’s actual ethnic mix of Chinese-Native Hawaiian-European Caucasian ancestry. NATIONALITY. American LANGUAGE. English, Latin, various dead/magical/infernal languages SEXUAL ORIENTATION. Bisexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS. Verse/continuity dependent CLASS. middle class HOME TOWN / AREA. Los Angeles, California (prolly a suburb outside of it) CURRENT HOME. Los Angeles, California (but like the original incarnation, he travels quite a bit) PROFESSION. Previously a con artist and artifact dealer as well as an exorcist/magician, but has since become a professional investigator, primarily focused on unusual and occult based cases, though not above tackling the mundane.

PHYSICAL.

HAIR. Black (but like a soft black with a brown undertone rather than blue or violet) EYES. Deep brown, almost black, somewhat large but may seem smaller and more narrow due to their hooded, somewhat sleepy, sensuous appearance or when he’s annoyed they may have a pinched, strained appearance NOSE. A bit wide, straight, prominent but not...idek, not in an unattractive way. Look i’m bad at describing noses XD; FACE. Triangular, very fine, on the narrow side LIPS. Wide mouth, full lower lip, upper is somewhat thin, but well shaped, slightly lined at the corners from smoking and frowning too much COMPLEXION. a noticeably warm tone, very smooth to the point that a neutral expression may appear stone-like and somewhat eerie BLEMISHES. none, is prolly that asshole that’s never had pimple in his life SCARS. Vertical scarring at both wrists from suicide attempt as teen

TATTOOS. The Alchemical Red King sigil in halves on either forearm. HEIGHT. 6′1 (185 cm) WEIGHT: 165lbs (75kg) BUILD. Slender build, broad shoulders, noticeably toned (very similar to swimmer’s musculature), but not very defined. Torso is a bit of straight line to narrow hips. ALLERGIES. bullshit USUAL HAIR STYLE. short but not shaved. He’s got a full head of hair, very thick and often somewhat of a mess, a bit longer in the front USUAL CLOTHING. Black suit, long black trench coat, implied to have expensive taste (”That was a $200 shirt, asshole.”)

PSYCHOLOGY.

FEAR. Hell, mostly, as in ending up there when he’s dead. Legit demons passing into the mortal plane ASPIRATION. Well -- It was to “buy his way into heaven”, but now that he’s got a new lease of life, I’m not really sure what his direction will be. The film left off on an optimistic note, but I have a hard time believing it to be a permanent change. There’s a very real possibility that he could go right back off the rails like he always does. See, cos even in the comic, John has had plenty of chances to start clean and turn his life around, but he never really does. Given that, despite having a different background and being apparently a bit more of a serious and motivated man, there’s little discernible difference between comic! and film!John’s personalities. So yeah, maybe his experience and exoneration from his suicide’s infernal prison sentence did change him for the better but idk. I’m skeptical. POSITIVE TRAITS. He’s very determined and driven. When he wants something,it’s hard to deter him. Of course he’s very compassionate and has a large capacity for love and forgiveness. My opinion is out on him being a truly spiritual man, but he can put his trust in the unknown and faith when it truly matters. NEGATIVE TRAITS. Apathy and some depressive tendencies. He can be very cold and distant at times. I don’t think he necessarily is reacting to anything, just that he’s used to being control at all times and that includes his emotions. VICE HABIT. Smoking, drinking, Cassidy FAITH. It’s complicated GHOSTS? Yeah, I figure he sees them too, honestly AFTERLIFE? He can’t help but to believe given he’s been to Hell and saw Heaven, in addition to knowing about the influences of angels and demons in the world. REINCARNATION? No ALIENS? Maybe? Although I suppose yes with his being part of the DCU..... POLITICAL ALIGNMENT. Nah, too busy dealing with divine/infernal politics to deal with the mortal lot ECONOMIC PREFERENCE. Idk, he likes money SOCIOPOLITICAL POSITION. ????? EDUCATION LEVEL. Uncertain. Unlike Classic!John, his upbringing is largely a mystery. All we know is that his parents had him undergo shock treatment (as well as possibly institutionalized when they found out about his visions. I imagine he was also hospitalized after his suicide attempt. Not sure if he ever finished school with all that going on. I have the feeling John was just such a mess by that point that after he was released (possibly he was held there until he was 18), he just went off on his own and possibly off the rails as well.

FAMILY.

FATHER. undisclosed, presumably still alive. MOTHER. undisclosed, presumably still alive. SIBLINGS. none EXTENDED FAMILY. none, he tends to keep to himself. NAME MEANING. John: Jehovah has been Gracious/Shown Favour (lmao) Constantine: Constant, steadfast, generally referred to as “The Constant One”

HISTORICAL CONNECTION. related, if perhaps distantly, to Constantine the Great on his father’s side (head canon)

FAVOURITES.

BOOKS. Reads a lot of true crime, occult and magic theory, mostly. Sometimes reads urban fantasy for a laugh or other paranormal fiction

MUSIC. Maybe it’s the darker hair and eyes and gloomier disposition, but I like to think that rather than getting in on the punk scene, he more slotted in with the Goths of the day.

DEITY. he really doesn’t like them as a general rule

HOLIDAY. nah

MONTH.*shrugs*

SEASON. Fall

PLACE. I don’t he puts a lot of importance on location. Same shit different place you know?

WEATHER. cool

SOUND. city noises

SCENT. sage, sandelwood, silk, tea, coffee, toast

TASTE. smoke, skin, clove

FEEL. stillness, contentment, release, submission

ANIMAL. none really

NUMBER. honestly, idk numerology

COLOUR. warm tones, always end up associating him with fire regardless of incarnation

EXTRA.

TALENTS. He can pick a lock, accurately shoot a gun, throw a punch, high artistic skill from years of drawing sigils and circles. He designed his own tattoo. Very flexible, practices yoga, think on his feet, and that may not seem like much but it absolutely counts in John’s case. He’s extraordinary in a crisis TURN ONS. Being dominated, loyalty, danger. Thing is he’s very reserved in his day to day life, a bit cold, and tends to use sex as a release of control TURN OFFS. Hmm...though a bit kinkier than the original incarnation, I still don’t think he’s real into hard core kink. HOBBIES. Collecting unique religious and occult artifacts, either by his own hand or via someone else, reading, likes bad movies, drinking TROPES. supernatural detective, jaded spiritualist AESTHETICS. Neon sighs on desolate streets, smoke, dark suits, occult and sacred symbols, old churches, lonely nights

FC INFO.

MAIN FC. Keanu Reeves ALT FC. I could cap the tie in comic OLDER FC. N/A YOUNGER FC. N/A VOICE CLAIM. Keanu Reeves

#;about #{ verse } film

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diiscordare · 8 years ago

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really LONG CHARACTER SURVEY. RULES. repost , don’t reblog ! tag 10 ! good luck ! TAGGED. @vortship thank u !! TAGGING. if u see it do it, say i tagged.

BASICS.

FULL NAME : adrastia dranias NICKNAME : ad, addy, adra, lady ruin, patron wrath, empress of fire. AGE : ancient. BIRTHDAY : --- ETHNIC GROUP : yolgonian | closely reminiscent of greeks+sicilians. NATIONALITY : yolgonian | arca’treskri LANGUAGE / S : English+Omnilingual to a majority of earth languages -- fluent in primarily all romance languages, rusty in others | Draconic | Elven ( old & new ) | Dwarven | rusty Demonic SEXUAL ORIENTATION : n/a. the concept of sexuality & romance is different in her culture, and not bound to terms. Adrastia is, however, majorly interested in males with a few exceptions. ROMANTIC ORIENTATION : see above. majorly male. RELATIONSHIP STATUS : verse dependent. main ship with alex mercer. HOME TOWN / AREA : Potestas, Capitol of the Yolgonik Empire on planet Arca’treskri. CURRENT HOME : Potestas, a few small locations scattered about earth. PROFESSION : Empress of the Yolgonik Empire | High Enchantress

PHYSICAL.

HAIR : to her ankles, extremely thick and curly/wavy. often pulled into a half bun. varying shades of bright red, orange, yellow, and plum. EYES : black scleras, orange/red irises, yellow pupils. ring of red around irises. FACE : oval-diamond. strong jawline & features. flat nose bridge, a similar trait in dragons & elves. LIPS : full, upper lip tattooed black & lower lip tattooed with a thick line down the center. COMPLEXION : taken care of, smooth and lightly freckled it appears. BLEMISHES : none. SCARS : across the bridge of her nose, and one down her right eyebrow. various others scattered about, less noticed. TATTOOS : none yet. post-war, she’ll have one. HEIGHT : 6′6″ and growing. expected to reach 7′ by the time the war ends. WEIGHT : 400+, she’s heavy. BUILD : slender, athletic/toned/muscled. curved hips, small bust, defined. FEATURES : large horns that curve about her face ( think argali horns ), pointed ears, sharpened teeth, talon-like fingers. scales cover her body, though can be hidden at will by magic. sometimes a ridged back. four large wings. nipple piercings! common in her culture. ALLERGIES : n/a. USUAL HAIR STYLE : let loose and wild, like a giant mane. USUAL FACE LOOK : minimal eye makeup, usually black and sharp. lower lip stud, septum piercing. USUAL CLOTHING : it varies depending on her duties. a mix of regal wear and battle armor, silks & leather combined with worn metal armor crafted just for her. plenty of jewelry ( rings & necklaces her favorite ), neck hoops, and anklets. headdresses even, adorned in feathers or scales, bones as well -- dependent on if it’s for war or for other occasions. war face paint, in black, and certain sections of her body exposed -- primarily back,though covered in scales.

PSYCHOLOGY.

FEAR / S : lack of control | lack of freedom | cold, open water | drowning | losing any more children | failing her empire | confined spaces ASPIRATION / S : Succeed in the war, further strengthen the empire. Become a dragon sorceress and restore magical balance. return shiloh to the realm, so she can have an heir to the throne. POSITIVE TRAITS : Motherly | Brave | Intellegent | Confident | Passionate | Protective | Proud NEGATIVE TRAITS : Manipulative | Explosive | Angry | Violent | Possessive | Stubborn MBTI : EXECUTIVE (ESTJ-A) ZODIAC : Leo TEMPEREMENT : Choleric SOUL TYPE / S : leader, performer, hunter ANIMALS : lion, bearded vulture. VICE HABIT / S : growling, eyebrow raising, nail tapping, facial expressions, eye rolling, joint cracking. fidgets with hair, ears twitch. FAITH : believer & follower of the 9 Dragon Gods. GHOSTS ? : yes AFTERLIFE ? : varies REINCARNATION ? : varies ALIENS ? : yes POLITICAL ALIGNMENT : n/a. EDUCATION LEVEL : full education in her world. battle-trained and magic trained as well.

FAMILY.

FATHER : lykos mathisis MOTHER : leukotheia dranias SIBLINGS : kenos mathisis EXTENDED FAMILY : n/a NAME MEANING / S : adrastia ( adrestia/adresteia ) “she who cannot be escaped” “the inescapable” “the goddesss of righteous anger”, greek origins and tied to greek mythology. leukotheia chose the name to honor her daughter’s fiery and stubborn nature, as adrastia is truly inescapable. i chose it similarly when I was making her, as adrastia is known as lady ruin and patron wrath, a force one cannot escape. she is rutheless. HISTORICAL CONNECTION ? : adrastia is written about in many ancient tomes in vague mention, never by name, but titles. she’s one of the many ancients to have roamed earth and influence human history, as was her mother. she was found and written about primarily in ancient greece, ancient egypt, and all over the middle-east -- though she does have some influence in scandanavia & asia when she was in search of shochraos ( second oldest of the dragon gods ).

FAVORITES.

BOOK : n/a. historical tomes native to earth and her world. MOVIE : n/a 5 SONGS : n/a. DEITY : i associate adrastia with sekhmet a lot, though of the dragon gods she has always favored shochraos, who has close ties to aiding all royals. HOLIDAY : n/a. MONTH : July SEASON : summer PLACE : deserts/anywhere hot or warm. hawaii is nice too -- she sleeps in the volcanoes. WEATHER : hot, dry or humid. SOUND : rumbling of volcanoes or fire crackle. SCENT / S : mulled wine. fresh meat. smoke. TASTE / S : raw meat. sweet fruits. blood at times. gems. FEEL / S : silk, chiffon, leather, soot. ANIMAL / S : caltixens, native to her world. NUMBER : n/a COLORS : reds, oranges, purples. rich, warm colors.

EXTRA.

TALENTS : super flexible/strong--well trained in fighting with hands and weapons, magical arts, leading, BAD AT : being nice !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TURN ONS : biting, scratching, confidence, anger, violence lol gross ad !!, dominance...it’s difficult to say, there are a lot of lil things that get her going. TURN OFFS : HUMANS. cold. idk. ad is weird. she hates being insulted, belittled, and disrespected--easiest way to lose her interest or possibly get eaten by an enraged dragon. HOBBIES : meditating, reading/researching/learning, singing, yoga/exercising. TROPES : n.a. too many. QUOTES : “ Well-behaved women seldom make history. “ “ My touch is lethal, my touch is power. “ “ You philosophers are lucky men ; You write on paper, and paper is patience. Unfortunate Empress that I am, I write on the susceptible skin of living beings. “ “ Power without a nation’s confidence is nothing. “ “ Blessed be she who is both furious and magnificent. “

FC INFO.

MAIN FC / S : wrathia bellarmina and gal gadot. ALT FC / S : OLDER FC / S : YOUNGER FC / S : VOICE CLAIM / S : n/a. GENDERBENT FC / S :

MUN QUESTIONS.

Q1 : if you could write your character your way in their own movie , what would it be called , what style would it be filmed in , and what would it be about ? A1 : idk about a title but, lotr meets the magic of doctor strange, probably a series focusing on the world of arca’treskri and the 10 year war of yolgonik. probably an origin of adrastia and then the war. this story spans novels. Q2 : what would their soundtrack / score sound like ? A2 : reminiscent of dragon age: inquisition, audiomachine, and inspired by afro + aztec drumming. lots of instrumentals with intense sound and loud drums, chanting in draconic or elven. Q3 : why did you start writing this character ? A3 : i wanted to branch into the world of tumblr rp with an oc, after writing a canon muse for a few months -- so i made a multimuse, which featured adrastia. she’s changed a bit since i first made her, but not too much. eventually she kicked all the other muses out and now I’ve had her for 4 years runnin’. i hope to write a series one day. if i get off my ass ! Q4 : what first attracted you to this character ? A4 : she’s like...the embodiment of female power, strength, and raw emotion. i liked the idea of writing a character that embodied chaos, anger, and power, while still maintaining a regal & empiric poise. adrastia is very deadly, but very poised. i love her...... Q5 : describe the biggest thing you dislike about your muse. A5 : i love adrastia excuse me. Q6 : what do you have in common with your muse ? A6 : im a firm believer in strong female power and being a bad bitch. im also angry 99% of the time. Q7 : how does your muse feel about you ? A7 : she’d prolly dislike me bc im human but i’m her mom so she has to love me. Q8 : what characters does your muse have interesting interactions with ? A8 : she has interesting interactions with everyone i’ve threaded with -- i enjoy her interactions between nonhumans a lot, though, as she tends to immediately push away human muses. other dragons is always a plus too, seeing the different cultural interactions between my dragon lore and theirs. Q9 : what gives you inspiration to write your muse ? A9 : dark, intense music -- instrumental and lyrical. watching/playing/reading anything fantasy-related, and reading lore, mythologies, and religions. i study that shit hardcore. Q10 : how long did this take you to complete ? A10 : too long. this has been sitting in my drafts for a fuccin m o n t h.

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