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mandomaterial · 1 year ago

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I LOVE your Miguel x Reader fic so much! Can we please get another Miguel x Reader where they are complete opposites again, but she isn't use to seeing a scary/violent Miguel. So when she finally sees him like that she gets a little scared and Miguel has to reassure his little angel that he would never behave this way with her. Fluff please because i love your fluff fics!

OFC BBY! I changed it a little so that reader didn’t only see it but also experience it, yk? U’ll see :3 I hope you like it pookie!

Miguel scaring and accidentally hurting you

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You were on your way to visit your boyfriend of a few months at work, with a little Tupperware box of fresh cookies in hand, you knew that he was Spider-Man and you knew all about the spider-verse. You also knew that Miguel worked very hard to keep the society intact and that it put an immense strain on his mood and health.

He’d come home all grumpy and annoyed, just wanting to cuddle you to death, he wouldn’t even let you get up to make him some food or treats, so today you decided to bring him something to cheer him up. You’d made a variety of cookies, some frosted and others shaped like animals and stars, to some people it might seem like something from a kids birthday party where a trottle ran off with the sprinkles and went crazy with them but it was just how you liked to bake. You knew that some people thought you were weird for dressing in bright colours and having fun hairstyles, sometimes older people would whisper when you walked past them but you didn’t mind, to you the worst possible thing would be being called normal or plain. You didn’t let anyone stop you from buying or making the clothes you thought were cute and today you decided to show off the new skirt you made. You spent all of last week sitting at your desk with your sticker covered sewing machine, securing the fabric and hemming the edges.

It was truly adorable and you loved how it framed your butt and thighs! You matched it with the off white cashmere sweater that Miguel gifted you after only two moths of dating. He knew that you liked cute things so he had little bows added to the sleeves and it warmed your heart every time you thought of his attentiveness. You packed the cookies into a little shoulder bag and set off.

It didn’t take long for you to get to the main office and there you almost crashed into Jessica who you always enjoyed having a little chat with, you always asked how her baby was and if everything was going as planned at HQ, but today she decided to give you a little warning, Miguel had been a little agitated and stressed today, because Gwen got stuck in a mess and brought back a Teenage boy who was never supposed to know about the Spider-verse and how said boy was causing a bit of trouble. You thought nothing much of it and continued looking for him.

Your first stop was his main office, to be honest it looked like the bat cave, with a floating platform that was his favourite. It always made you giggle when you compared Miguel to batman, but he wasn’t there, so you decided to just walk around and see if you’d find him, when you suddenly heard a loud bang. Instinctively you whipped around, running to a large window and what you saw shook you to your core.

It was thousands of spider people chasing after what seemed to be a small figure in a black suit, it was a sight that you’d never seen before, was everything alright? Was that an anomaly? Why were so many chasing it? Millions of thoughts rushed through your head as you sprinted down the stairs to the ground floor to get a better look, but everything was moving so fast that you lost sight of them as that disappeared behind another building.

You rushed through the halls, trying to catch up with them and somehow you ended up in the room with the go-home machine, all while everyone was surrounding Miguel and the young boy who was in the midst of being “sent home” and Miguel had his talons dug into the electric walls of the capsule, almost tearing it apart while growling and yelling. You’d never seen him like this, as if he were a feral creature hunting its prey with cruel intent. Your body started shaking a little as you took a small step back, maybe this was a really bad time. In that moment the capsule fully closed itself, sending the teen home and leaving Miguel seething with rage, ready to demolish anything he got his hands on, when he suddenly noticed his wach showing signs of an anomaly or something that wasn’t supposed to be at headquarters standing only a couple meters behind him.

Without a second thought and with pure rage and will for distraction Miguel lunges backward, his vision blurry with fury as he sunk his claws into the floor, propelling himself closer and closer to his new victim. All the while you didn’t even have time to think, fear filled every fiber of your already tensed body, he made the decision in split-seconds, not even realizing that it was you, his partner, as he rushed closer to you. You started stumbling back, screaming his name, but nothing helped clear his mind. Miguel stretched out his right arm, talons out as far as they could go, ready to tear you to shreds.

His usually gentle fingers wrapped themselves tightly around your neck, nicking you and squeezing tight, you felt him almost crush your throat but that wasn’t the end of it. Miguel flexed his arm, lifting you up into the air and just as he was about slam you down with all his force, he had a moment of clarity, his heat almost stopped as he recognized your face, albeit it was contorted in ear and pain. He noticed how tight his grip on your neck was and how you were scratching at his hand for a single breath, as he cut off your air way. His eyes widernd, fear and regret washing over him. Instead of glamming you to the ground, he quickly let go of your neck and pressed you to his chest. He felt your tears wet his suit and he heard you cries. Your cries were pain filled and your voice hoarse as he tried to comfort you by rocking you back and forth gently. He knew that it was his fault. What had he done? What if you never wanted to see him again?

He did something he swore to never let happen. He hurt you. He made you fear him. Miguel commanded everyone to leave, so that the two of you could calm down and as soon as it was only the two of you, he collapsed to his knees. It was like your tears were never ending and your fingers weakly grabbed onto him, barely able to hold on as you hid your face in his chest.

“I’m sorry…” Miguel whispered, his voice cracking as he continued muttering “I’m so sorry.. please forgive me.. I didn’t mean t-to…” he whimpered, but it was like you didn’t hear it, way too caught up in the scenario that played out just minutes ago. Your heart was going a mile a minute and you were hyperventilating, not being able to calm your breathing. Minutes passed and Miguel was still rocking back and forth, as if comforting a crying child, the horrid scenes kept replaying in his mind and he didn’t know how to make it better.

Your cries slowly turned to whines and hiccups, you moved around in his lap, trying to find a comfortable position when he gently lifted your chin to look him in the eyes, he opened his mouth but said nothing for a few seconds until he finally whimpered “I love you, you know that, right?” He pulled you into a close hug, not even waiting for your response, he squeezed you as close to him as he could, his anger long gone. “P-please don’t leave me…” he continued, he sounded utterly broken and that only made you shed more tears, you didn’t want to be sad, you didn’t want him to be sad, this was just a stupid accident right? He didn’t mean it…

You nodded a little and tried to speak, but nothing audible came out, only whimpers and whines. Miguel pulled the two of you apart, gently placing his large hand onto the crown of your head, carefully lacing his fingers between your hair as he looked at your little form that was dwarfed by his own. “It was and accident… please forgive me…” he muttered as his eyebrows scrunched together in regret. You replied with a little nod, your lower lip still wobbling a little. Miguel caressed your hair a bit before moving lower to your neck, he pushed your hair back and revealed a couple red scratches going almost all the way around. He felt so ashamed that he’d hurt you, that he was the cause of your pain. Ge gently brushed his fingers over them and you let oust a little wince. He’d take you to the med bay right after this, he promised.

Only then did he notice what you were wearing, first he looked at the sweater. It was the one he had custom made for you, when he saw it in the store window he thought about how’d you look like a fluffy baby alpaca in it and he just had to get it for you. He touched the soft fabrics and slid his grand down your arm, intertwining his fingers with your slender ones. Next he noticed the skirt, ha hadn’t seen it in your closet or anywhere else?. Did you buy it? No it fits too well for that… you probably made it. He couldn’t help but let a soft smile cross his face. The room was almost silent so he tries to shift your attention to a different topic “Did you make this?” He gently rubbed the b fabric between two of his fingers.

You looked around quite confused for a moment until you found what he was talking about, you rubbed your eyes a little and gave him another nod “y-yea, i finished yesterday.” Your voice was barely audible and littered with hiccups.

“It’s cute” he replied, placing his hands on your hips and shifting your body so that you were sitting sideways on his lap with your head leaning on his pec. He wrapped his arms around you and nuzzled closer, almost purring. You liked sitting like this, on his lap and utterly surrounded by him, it made you feel small and soft, like a precious delicate possession of his.

You could feel how worried he was, it washed off him like waves and you wanted to make him feel better, so you cupped his jaw and whispered “I’m okay Miguel, you didn’t hurt me” as soon as he heard, you could almost physically hear the stones dropping from his heart and his spirit lifting. The two of you were definitely feeling better but there was still a bit left to talk about, so Miguel decided that it was time to leave. He rose to his feet but kept you in his arms, you rolled over a little and decided to play with his hair as he walked out of the now silent room. Your fingers wrapped themselves around the little short curls at the back of his neck, it was one of your favourite parts of his hair because it was so much more curly than the longer pieces.

Miguel felt your little fingers and could stop the lopsided smile that formed on his face, sure he still had work to do, but to be honest, for once in his life, he didn’t care. He’d do it tomorrow and surely get an ear full from Jessica.

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Once Miguel stepped through the doorway a long sigh left his chapped lips, he still felt quite bad about what happened today, but he knew that you’d forgiven him and that you weren’t upset. You fell asleep in the car, so he decided to be the good boyfriend he was and carry you up to his penthouse. You often slept over at his place because you liked the big windows and loved his comfy king sized bed. Normally you fell asleep earlier than him and once he got to bed, he’d find you in your cute pink jammies, laying starfish with one of your legs over the blanket and the pillows long thrown off the sides. He couldn’t help but snap a little picture, you were just too adorable.

So now he careful layer you down on the side you preferred to sleep on. He took off your socks and reached under your shirt to unclasp your bra and pull it off you so you wouldn’t wake up in pain, before covering you with his blanket. Once you were tucked in, he strode over to one of his cupboards in the bathroom and pulled out one of the first aid kits (he has multiple stocked) and pulled out a salve. He rummaged around further until he found your favourite bandaids, the ones with the cute shapes on them and walked back to his bedroom.

You were sleeping soundly as he sat down right next to you, careful not to dip the mattress too much, he gently stroked your hair back so that he could tend to the little wounds on your neck. Guilt shot through him again once they were revealed, t be honest they weren’t even that bad, but he knew how sensitive to violence you were and he knew that the scare was probably worse than the pain. Nevertheless he dipped his fingers in the salve and started softly rubbing it over the red marks and covered them with the bandaids after. After a few minutes he was satisfied and snuggled up to you, making you the little spoon, he wrapped his arms around your wast to pull you close. And just like that, all cuddled up, the two of you fell asleep, meeting again in your dreams.

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inbarfink · 1 year ago

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Okay, you know what, let's talk a little bit more about Simon Petrikov's ears

I already made a silly little post pointing out how the Winter King is drawn with visible ears, while Mainverse Simon is always drawn without them.

And I've gotten a few replies on that post saying that it's probably just a difference in hairstyle. Y'know, the Winter King tacks his hair behind his ears, Simon doesn't. But... I don't think that works if you look at Simon's design. I mean, it does seem to be the case if you look at this one screenshot I here - but usually....

Simon Petrikov's little glasses are very helpful here, because they literally form a line with where his ears should be, and you can see that his hair typically ends just above that point and no matter how much he turns his head there are no ears.

In a back shot you can even see where his glasses handle end, and there's no ears anywhere to actually hold them.

(this is also true when he's Ice King btw)

It's kind of a Whole Thing. The Adventure Time artstyle has some general guidelines of how to draw humanoids' face, but it's fully willing to break them to make someone more goofy and distinctive. Like, some characters having noses or more detailed eyes or even lips. And ears are already kind of a Weird Subject considering how many AT characters wear hair/hats in a way that hides their ears anyways.

Princess Bubblegum is another earless characters, but it's actually pretty hard to notice because most of her hairstyle obscure her Perfectly Spherical Head.

But she's like, Made of Gum, so it's less Weird for her to be earless compared to Simon Petrikov who's meant to be a Perfectly Normal Human Man.

(although Prince Gumball somehow does have ears. Even when he IS in his Magic Candy Form)

(Which is like... lowkey Weird. But still, Magic Candy People's physiologically can be whatever)

Meanwhile, ears IS something pretty consistently drawn for human Adventure Time characters. So it is pretty weird Simon doesn't seem to have them. It's probably a matter of, like, Simon being one of the first not-Finn Human characters added to Adventure Time and with the aforementioned matter of most characters not having their ears/lack of ears visible either way they weren't really sure of how Humans should look in the AT style at that point.

Or maybe they wanted to keep it consistent with Ice King's "Loyalty to the King" look and decided that a Magic Evil Crown that makes your ears fall off is a step too far. Or maybe having his ears hidden by his hair is what was originally intended in his design, but was misinterpreted as being straight-up earless so consistently by the shortboarders and animators it eventually just became his canon look.

But I think also... characters having certain non-typical facial features on Adventure Time is generally an indication that they're particularly prominent. So characters who are drawn with noses generally have large noses. The smaller a facial feature is, the more likely it is to get simplified into nothing.

Therefore, looking at it from an in-universe perspective, I think the most logical conclusion is that Simon Petrikov is not straight-up literally earless - he just has weird freakishly-small ears

And the Winter King was so insecure about them he literally enlarged them with magic.

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izvmimi · 1 year ago

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cw: mafia au. violence but not super graphic. fem!reader.

there's no special event really, but tonight you've decided to grace your father's prized restaurant turned dance club for the first time in months since you've formally stated that you no longer wanted to be tied to the mob. it's perhaps silly that you still show your face around here, and the security detail that knows your father well looks at you with a respectful but obvious surprise, but there's nowhere else that serves your favorite food like this particular establishment. in your red dress that clings to every one of your curves in the right way, it's a shame that you're not here with a date or even a friend but you have taken to exploring alone every so often, especially here, which might as well be the safest place on this end of tokyo.

sitting in the corner where one of your father's most trusted subordinates, takeo, can keep an eye on you, you have a meal, twirling pasta as you pore over a book. the live music from the dance floor on the other end is loud enough that it's hard to concentrate, but you make do. minutes pass, and in the corner of your eye, you can tell someone is watching you, and when you look up, you lock eyes with a young man who is studying you as much as you were studying your book. his features are soft enough that he doesn't look creepy, just curious, but you wonder why he is looking, and you only then notice that he does look somewhat odd, the burn scar comprising half his face offset by the dual tones of his hair, split straight down the middle.

it's okay, you've seen more complicated choices of hairstyle at this time. you offer him a smile, hoping to be polite at most, knowing takeo is closeby. he doesn't smile back, and when you turn away, feeling slighted, you sneak a glance back and realize that he's left.

you don't think much of the encounter until you see him again.

about a week later, this time flanked by two individuals who appear to be arguing with each other as they order a table for three. you sit in your usual spot in the back of the restaurant and watch carefully, remembering the odd tones in his hair and the way he watched you. the green-haired man next to him is trying to explain something on the menu to him, odd because he's clearly been here before, while the blonde-haired man is bored and has already started to disrespect your father's decor, resting his shoes on a fine leather chair.

he is also too loud.

you consider for a second that you should have them removed - you can do that, no one can stop you even if you try not to act spoiled - but the young man with the two-toned hair suddenly locks eyes with you again, and this time you're caught off guard because this time he smiles first.

you smile back, then find yourself embarrassed and nearly hide your face with your book, realizing that the coquettish action is even more embarrassing. that's when you notice that takeo and his two assistants are starting to whisper among themselves.

you normally would not care, but they are staring right at that table.

"you'd think they wouldn't come directly to our turf." takeo hisses into a walkie-talkie and the two of them move.

"these new gangs have no fucking respect, i tell ya."

turf? you think, and then you glance at your uncle advancing and then at them. yakuza? they can't be.

they can.

everything happens at once.

the second takeo's more burly right-hand man, a slightly unintelligent but earnest man named daiki shouts a "hey!", the blond-haired man has already kicked the table over and drawn his gun. the half-red, half-white haired man draws his too, sideways, and directly at the other subordinate trying to come from behind. the third of the group sighs, and shoves his hands in his pockets and almost like in a slight of hand, they are suddenly gleaming and armored.

"don't fucking take another step," the blond hisses. "why the fuck did you take us to dinner on enemy gang territory, shoto?"

shoto. you commit the name to memory.

"i forgot."

"you forgot?" the green-haired one repeats. shoto rolls his eyes.

"listen the food is good-"

takeo fires the first shot and shoto rolls out of the way, and it begins.

it's not a bloodbath outright, but there is pandemonium - screaming and broken glass and you, terrified, and ducking for cover, trying hard to remember what your parents and brother taught you. your older brother is not here, he's overseas. it's just you, alone.

a body is tossed across the room and you roll out of the way. you're as far from the exit as you possibly can be, and security seems to have forgotten about you, trying to deal with the active destruction. you're not sure if the three were sent explicitly to destroy the place, but that seems to be what's happening. the blonde-haired one seems to be enjoying pistol whipping as many people as approaches then shoots directly at the decorative cabinets letting wine and liquor flow and the green-haired one is amassing a pile of bodies behind him, a crazed smile on his otherwise slightly juvenile features.

you don't see shoto.

crawling backwards to find your phone and see if you can bring more backup, you hit something hard, and he's standing behind you.

you scream, but he's covered your mouth, and you are lifted out of the crossfire expeditiously, kicking and screaming. shoto kicks through a door and carries you in, setting you down finally at a stairwell.

your first impulse when he lets you go is to slap; he catches your wrist and gives you a look.

"calm down, i won't hurt you." he says.

you're heaving and tearing up, mascara running down your face.

"i don't make a good hostage, i've disowned my father, don't even try-"

shoto rolls his eyes, then lets go of your wrist.

"i only wanted to get you out of harm's way, actually. kidnapping isn't exactly my style although i can't say the same for my colleagues."

you swallow hard, confused.

"what?"

"you're pretty, i was planning to introduce myself today until... you know-" he waves to the carnage beyond the walls and flustered enough that you're almost lightheaded you whisper, "what?" again.

he gives a half-smile, sheepish, and you, disheveled and confused, feel like you've been sucked into an alternate reality. there's blood on his shirt that isn't his, and his clothing is torn; your makeup is smeared and you've stress sweat out of your dress.

you don't know each other, and yet he wishes he did know you.

your mouth falters but before you can say anything else, he hears his name called.

he cocks the gun in his right hand, and with one last look at you, he's gone.

#shoto x reader #shoto todoroki x reader #daydreams: bnha #thoughts: shoto #mimi’s notes

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cidthesquid · 3 months ago

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Fashion Dreamer | Character Creator Chat

[Previous Post] [First Post] [Next Post] Welcome back to CCC, (Formerly Character Creator Critique) Still not quite up for my normal style savvy posts yet, So for today We'll take a look at the character creator for Fashion Dreamer!

I Don't play this game a ton anymore, but it's still fun to hop back in from time to time, and I realized I never talked about the creator in it. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Just as a bit of a disclaimer: this is just really my (mostly uninformed) views on design and character creation, I'm mostly doing this 'for fun'! And will mostly just serve as a 'snapshot' of my current views and perspectives. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ You start the game, and after a few lines of text explaining what 'eve' is. (the digital world of the game) You're taken straight to the body type selection:

It's kinda interesting that the starting heights for both are so different This game has a fair amount of 'body type locked' outfits, but it's still a huge step up from the "Men's fashion" options in Style Savvy, and you can actually play as a male body type in this game too, so let's do things a little different...

We'll mainly be designing a type-b (masculine) body muse today, The main difference I found was for the presets:

Each body type offers 12 presets, each with a fairly good range of hairstyles face shapes and skin tones.

And as far as I can see none of the features or style choices on offer are locked out regardless of your body type:

Ok, lets gets started, and.. I just realized, I have no idea what I want my character to look like. D: As a professional 'guy' , this should be easy, but I have no ideas,

(no ideas, head empty) Oh well, maybe we'll figure it out as we go. Here are all the options you'll have on a fresh save, Many more choices in these catagories will open as you play. Let's start with hair:

There are a ton of options here, since nothing's locked to a body type. (I really wish more games did that.) Next up is hair color:

41 options, to start you off, and I wish they just gave us a color slider, honestly. But they wanted to offer more unlocks down the line.

I'm always surprised that so many games don't let you start with Jet-Black Hair, The default Looks much more gray in the game's studio style lighting than I'd prefer, But Jet-black is unlockable though gameplay. Also, I love that the captured the Anime-style translucent hair effect:

Next up is face shape, and here's where is gets a little disappointing,

You only have six options to choose from, and this option affects everything about the facial structure, cheeks, chin, and it adjusts length with, angle, everything. (no unlockable choices) I can see how more granular control, with sliders, may have been considered too much, limiting to a selection of 6 choices shared between feminine and masculine, is just FAR to restrictive IMO. It locks you out of so many design choices. such as making a more 'grizzled' look, edgier design, or just something a bit more netural in tone harder to work on. Next up is eyebrows:

24 options here, all unlocked at the start. This may seem a little silly, but I REALLY appreciate the labels. I often have a hard time deciding what eyebrow choice gives off what attitude, so having them labeled as 'confident', 'Refined', 'brave' 'determined', etc really helps me notice the differences a little more.

Brow color is next:

Same 41 colors as hair color, and I think any hair color unlocks show up here to. I always just keep this the same as hair color, I have not put much though into it, maybe it's more for people who want to go with a unnatural dyed hair color, they can keep their brows standard? Or maybe it's to add contrast, I'm not sure, feel free to comment below with your thoughts on brow color choices. Eyelash color is next:

Same 41 color choices, but 'black' shows up even more gray here, So I'm substituting 'brunette' for the darker color tone:

Next up is eyes:

You start with 24 choices, consisting of various sizes, spacings, shapes and more. They're a wide range of styles on display ranging from very cartoony to a bit more realistic, they really help you dial in your character's look. When it comes to eye colors however..

You start with 8 fairly simple choices, but you're teased with their names, "type 11", "type 19", "type 40?" Clearly hinting at more to come. I guess this is a decent starting selection, the 'unlockable ones' could be considered 'colored contacts', but I wish there were a few more to start, like a more natural green and a deeper, yet less dark blue.

Next up is eye hilights:

This is another interesting option I wish more games offered, You start with 4, with the last one giving you a butterfly themed sparked to your eyes, I don't personally prefer themed irises or sparkles for my characters, but I know some love it! I don't really notice much of a difference #2 and #4, it's just more sparkles, but it may be nice to adjust for close-ups.

Next up is noses:

13 choices, no extra unlocks, and like always, I have no idea what to do with this feature, I just don't ever think about noses, so I don't really have any opinions on them. But they do offer a good selection of, sizes, widths and slops, and even a few 'blocky-er' options too, Next up is accents:

This is for face lines, moles, freckles, laugh lines, etc.

Most of the options are dedicated to the placement of and number of your moles, but still a pretty good selection. Next up is facial hair:

You have 12 options here, with no unlockable, and I'd argue this is a pretty good spread of choices. I'm surprised they don't have an option that combine the handlebar mustache with a goatee for a silly villain look, but overall, I'm happy with what's available, as it caters to a wide range of style. Next, your hair color options can be applied to your facial hair as well, but we'll skip that, (same 41 starting options) Following that is lips:

(Dang, he blinked, oh well, it's funny, so I'm leaving it in) 12 choices, a good range of shapes and sizes, but again, it's not really something I have much of a opinion on, I just pick what looks less 'weird' with my design. Lip color is next,

It's pretty much just lipstick choices, you'll start with 44 choices, and more unlock as you play. You have a good selection of standard colors, with various shades of pink, red, beige and black, with matte, and various mount of glosses. Surprisingly, next up is skin color, (I would have figured that would have been first?)

The game started with a good selection of skin tones, but the 1.4.0 updated added even more! You get 30 choices! And it's cool to see that your natural lip tone adjusts to match. (that's something that a lot of games miss, especially on darker skin tones) There are 'bonus' skin tones to unlock like blue and green, but all the standard ones are unlocked at the start. Makeup is next:

This pretty much combines all facial colorings, so it's makeup blush, eyeshadow, etc. you start with these 12 options. Next up is"Body Shape":

And honestly, they should have just called it height, that's all it adjust. Type 1-9 just adjust how tall your character is, This is the one time being vague is not really helpful imo, You can't tell how tall your character is, there's no reference, And making a whole category called 'body shape' would be the perfect chance to have the devs at least, dip their toes into inclusivity, and it kinda makes this section feel a little tone def.

The next section controls your idle poses:

Honestly, I would have just called this 'personality', but I guess they did not want to over represent what it changes. Don't worry, It won't limit how you behave or pose in pictures, It only affects how your character looks while standing around and interacting with npcs.

Your other options are "Shy", "Active", "Elegant", "Relaxed", and "cute" And using one is a really neat way to make your character feel like they have a distinct personality. It's a great way to really drive home your character's style, ------ And with that you're done with the designing phase, Now you can set your profile info:

And once filled out your done, and transported into the game world:

Alright so final thoughts on this games' character creator. I thought the UI was fairly easy to navigate, and everything was layer out well. I think a 'zoom' option would have been nice to see changes closer up, but the auto zoom for things like changing the face were good enough. For the most part, I was very happy with the options of offer, It's a huge step up from style savvy and other fashion game sin may ways. But it still feels a bit limited in others, it really feels like the game caters towards a few 'cuter' character styles significantly more than others, it still gives a good degree of flexibility within those styles. But for those looking to go for a more traditional masculine design, or even something with a bit more of an angular or striking look may find themselves having to compromise a bit. I get the idea that you can't please everyone, but I feel like there are a lot of fairly easy compromised that could be made to allow for more player creativity in multiple areas, Mainly just adding a like two more face shapes that stand out more, and un-gender lock most outfits. (You removed gender labels, but they're still being enforced, even on jackets?) Anyways, that's all for today, thanks for reading!

Next CCC: inZOI ----------------------------------------------------------------- Thanks for reading! I had a lot of fun making this, so I hope you had fun reading it as well. As always, all comments, questions, and suggestions are welcome! You literally can't bother me, unless you go out of your way to be a jerk, so post whatever you want to say!

#syn sophia #fashion game #style boutique #new style boutique #fashion dreamer #nintendo switch #Character Creator Critique #Character Creator Chat

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call-me-double-trouble · 3 months ago

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What if Bow and Double Trouble had kids?

Introducing, Tiberius and Duchess Trouble-Arrow! (Yes, I've decided Bow's full name is Bow N. Arrow, regardless of what it actually is in canon).

It's so funny that you thought I was done posting about DoubleBow. This is an AU where Bow and Glimmer break up, deciding they're better off as friends. This improves their relationship and solves some of the problems they were having and brings them closer together in a platonic sense. Now that Bow is single, he starts to mingle, and mingle he does with a certain shapeshifting mercenary.

It's just a fling, at first. They're cute and all, but he doesn't see anything long-term in their future. DT is fun to spend time with, and they're really, really pretty, and yeah, they've changed a bit in the years since the war and learned to prioritize friends better and--Okay. So maybe he is starting to fall for them. There's something so alluring and irresistible about them, from the excitement of breaking a few rules here and there with them, to the way they tease and toy with him and keep him wanting more, and especially the vulnerability they finally show when they realize they've fallen just as hard for him.

They didn't plan on giving their heart to anyone, but no one understood them quite like Bow did. He knew how to listen, how to encourage them to be better without it coming off as forceful or shaming them for the things they'd done in the past, giving them room to grow and the benefit of the doubt.

He made them feel safe, above all else. Safe to try new things, safe to share more about themselves, safe to show emotions they normally locked away. Despite their every attempt not to, they trusted him. They trusted him more than they'd ever trusted anyone. The idea of losing him was like swallowing broken glass. They confessed their love one night, afraid that he'd reject them and end the most perfect thing they had in their life, but he didn't. He smiled, dark eyes glistening with tears of happiness. He loved them, too.

After a few years of happily dating, they got married, and all was swell and right in the world.

And then they had a little "accident." DT was unsure of themselves, worried they couldn't be a good parent, but Bow assured them they'd work together and do what they could to prepare for their new responsibilities. DT agreed to go through with it and laid the egg, which later hatched and ushered in a little baby boy, a reptilian with patches on his scales the same color as his father's skin. DT liked the name Tiberius--it was elegant, regal, and could be shortened to something cute, like Ti-Ti.

Ti-Ti was a handful, but adorable enough to make up for it, and he loved being held by DT most of all. Glimmer stepped up a lot to help the two, still very important in Bow's life, and Bow made her the godmother of little Ti.

They found their rhythm as parents and started having an easier time. When Ti was three, Bow suggested having another baby. DT mulled it over, but eventually agreed, and thus, baby Duchess came into the world. Tiberius, upon seeing the baby with much more green than he had, dubbed her, "The Booger," much to DT's dismay and insistence that sweet little Duchess was NOT a booger.

Duchess' name started out as a pet name; a placeholder while they brainstormed. Nothing was coming to mind, and they'd both been using "Duchess" so long that it stuck. It suits her, though, and she became determined to become a princess so she can be "Princess Duchess" and have a silly name.

Tiberius takes after both his parents pretty well. Inventing new arrows with Bow is one of his favorite bonding activities with his dad, and he's got the penchant for mischief and chaos of his moddy. He's obviously taken some fashion inspiration from Bow, and when looking through Granpa and Grandad's photo albums, he liked Bow's old hairstyle and decided to try it out for himself with his own little spin on it. Ti still mostly goes for DT when he needs comfort or cuddles.

Duchess is much more of a daddy's girl. She's not good with inventing, but she's learning archery. She's bubbly and energetic, always bouncy and happy to be near her dad. She adores DT and Glimmer, too, of course, and loves dressing up and doing makeovers with them.

Both kids can shapeshift. Ti already has it down, but Duchess still struggles to maintain a form for too long. Ti is asexual, and Duchess is pan. They have a pretty standard "siblings that get along but also get on each other's nerves" relationship, and they adore Glimmer and their Aunt Adora and Auntie Catra.

One of my ideas with this is that, in this alternate reality, these are the children DT had instead of Charlatan and Masquerade, or basically who Char and Quera would've been if born to a different set of parents. So, although they are different entities, I wanted there to be some overlap, such as keeping the older brother-younger sister dynamic, giving Duchess twin buns as an answer to Quera's braided pigtails, and giving them patches on their skin like how Charlatan's skin fades from green chameleon to gila monster.

I hope you like my silly little kiddos! Of the two, I like Ti's design better, but I love Duchess' hair. If I draw them again, I may simplify their skin to make it easier to repeat, but I do think they both turned out pretty, even if Ti does look a little like a topographical map. XD

#double trouble #spop double trouble #she ra double trouble #spop next gen #spop bow #doublebow #she ra bow #double trouble fan kid #spop oc #my ocs #mine #Tiberius #Duchess #digital art #my art #spop fanart #spop

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daylesspax · 3 months ago

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Primus— Notes

The full piece is on the pinned comment!

The last panel (so far) I’m talking about! I’ve also decided to do panels by groups of 3-4 (I’m counting Wheeljack & Arcee as 1 since it’s one subject) I’ll thumbnail 4 panels/subjects and then finish those then I’ll have 4 more thumbnails and make notes on those! I’m deciding to spread out this process more because of home/work stuff to accommodate when I’m busy

So… Primus

Obviously he tasked the form of Optimus’s holoform, however, he is different in a few ways to denote he is Primus! For now, I’m leaving the details blank and up to @melishade’s input lol, however, an idea I have is to make the scars Optimus has on his holo look more unnatural (like making the scars look like pixels (???) it’s hard to explain…)

And, of course, the background will have a halo motif

When it’s fully colored his eyes will be glowing (casting light on his lower eyelid/cheek area since they’re half closed/closed)

It’s a pretty close up thumbnail and I’m not planning to change it so I probably won’t do anything with the clothes lol

(Also notably, Primus’s hair is much messier than Optimus’s normal hairstyle, I’m planning on polishing it more so it looks like it’s kinda floating. Underwater kind of look)

And that wraps up this group’s notes! Next update will be seeing the final products +next thumbnails!

#transformers #transformers prime #art #maccadam #attack on prime #melishade #ao3 #reqs open

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strwpup · 11 months ago

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YOU 🫵 believe in the dancer emmanellain agenda

reasons why emmanellain de fortemps should transition to dancer as his primary class [several points about the implications for him and sicard at the end]

CANONICALLY emmanellain is very very good at dancing (normal) is it really that hard for him to start dancing (with blades). he would be so good at it he already knows the moves and the vibes

a lot of emmanellain's struggles come with feeling the pressure of being put into a box he does not fit! he's seen as a failure because people didn't see or didn't care about the things he is good at! the firmament quests show he IS good at making allies, he's friends with the redbills, he helped lighten the mood in broken glass! he's great in a social scene, he's perfect for lightening a mood, and i must stress he is CANONICALLY very good at dancing

he HAS grown as a knight, and i'm very proud of my cringefail baby brother, but i think it would be very healing for him to branch out from ishgard and heavy armor to pick up something more freeing (and also he should come to tural with us emmanellain dt sweep)

i could see him fitting in great with the dancer quests

please god we need more PHYSRANGED CHARACTERS in the msq,,,,, ephemie and aenor cockburne i owe you my life,,,, and they are BOTH bards,,,,,,,,, pls the archer to paladin pipeline is ruining the economy and i need dancer and machinist rep

tangentially related YOU 🫵 want emmanellain and sicard to join the b team scions it would be good enrichment for them

emmanellain in neo-ishgardian top of aiming. emmanellain in the lunar envoy aiming gear. emmanellain with the ivalice hairstyle so he still has that hair popping up but he can wear the pretty endwaker dancer relic gear bow. emmanellain happy and spinning around in thavnairian armlets. consider this

okay time to talk about sicard

CANONICALLY emmanellain steals sicard's clothes. sicard wears aiming gear. they could share aiming outfits and emmanellain could wear his boyfriend's pretty v neck into battle instead of the full coverage fortemps armor are you seeing the image

can you imagine how much worse (better) emmsic would be if they were ranged dps boyfriends

overwriting your boyfriend's tactician with shield samba in front of the whole party to prove you're more useful is a love language

sicard walking into the dungeon ready to tease emm about picking him as his dance partner only for emmanellain to dp the tank

:> what's wrong why are you making that face?

i...... i'm dps........... i thought i was dance partner >:(

dps stands for dance partner sicard i cracked the code

sicard feels slighted by this and suddenly starts eating food and using potions from his hotbar and he has the perfect opener to show off how competent he is because he thrives in competition

imagine this. post island sanctuary conversation about responsibility both of them decide to pick up Jobs [tm]. they have a break between contracts and when they meet it's clear that sicard spent some time in ishgard with ilsabard contingent friend stephanivien and got a machinist starter kit and it's clear that emmanellain went to limsa and almost ran away with a traveling dancer troupe

me and my boyfriend and his new six foot tall robot gun mermaid is this anything

thank you for coming to my ted talk vote emmanellain de fortemps for new job change into dancer

#my post #ffxiv #emmanellain de fortemps #ffxiv dancer #my art #also vote ephemie to replace the wandering minstrel #no one tell aenor canonically paladins have to fight for dominance #we can't afford to lose her to the tanks as well #sicard spence #sicard ffxiv #emmsic #emmasica #what are the tags for this ship #dancer emmanellain #machinist sicard #rip to aymeric de borel and g'raha tia #they're fine they're just paladins now and it's tragic

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mar3ggiata · 9 months ago

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professional help, c2. preview

simon riley x original character.

abstract: this is Jude, this is a little bit of information about me since you care so much, I don't even know you… anyway yes, I really like being mysterious, what you gonna do about it, punch me in the face? I'm not even real, grow the fuck up. see ya.

trigger warnings: violence, sexual assault, mentions of rape, trauma, sexual themes, swearing, use of alcohol and drugs, eating disorders, depression.

song to listen to when reading this: *The Chain*, Fleetwood Mac.

Sometimes, she just fucking hated her life. She supposed it was normal like that, it happened to everyone to absolutely fucking despise their lives, no? She wakes at the same hour everyday, does her makeup. Not too much, just enough so she looked like she had slept the night before. She conceals her identity under eyeliner and blush. She looks like a doll. She likes her makeup, she's quite good at it. She plays with her hairstyles, sometimes a bun, sometimes braids, sometimes loose with a headband, depending on the mood. She walks her dog and cleans his poop.

She always comes in dressed in dark colours, dark red, dark blue or black. She has 10 male patients and 8 female soldiers. Some of them are combat medics, some snipers. Demolition experts. She works till lunch time, eats alone, sometimes skips lunch just to make her body feel something and indulge in disordered eating, then goes outside to smoke and comes back in. After the afternoon sessions, she sometimes has groups together for some group therapy.

She didn't work for the entirety of 2022. She had an accident with one of the patients, classified information. She survived, but man was it hard to live after that day... Spent time with her dog, visited a friend in San Francisco, taught ballet at the local dance school. Price and Laswell felt so guilty they continued to pay her even if she wasn't working. Why she decided to come back she really didn't know. She thinks the truth is she likes helping people, makes her feel good. She liked crazy stories and she had a reputation at the base, she was starting to be respected. She craved that. And it really started to bore her, the routine. Until Arash.

She was used to raising her voice and presenting herself as stoic and cold. She knew perfectly how to be violence. She noticed a familiar face once she opened the door of the briefing room. A familiar face mask. The skull guy, she had seen him before. Was he the guy… She could't get distracted. Her little mission went smoothly. She always knew Price liked her and feared her at the same time, and when it came to his little soldier boys, she really didn't care what they thought about her. The guy from the day of her accident even spoke to her. Poor thing. She was really amused no one told him about the reason why she didn't want to go home alone. He did really good that night, she remembers him well. He didn't try to speak too much, he sounded gentle. A gentle giant. Unfortunately for him, no one was gonna tell him about that day. When she left the room, she went straight home. She doubted someone would ever contact her again about the situation, they would handle it themselves, and probably very badly.

notes: full thing on sunday!! let me know what you think <3

love, mare.

taglist:

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mrfilippa · 10 months ago

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How about some aran headcanons since you're the aran guy?

~ fan-mans

Ehehehehehe!

I am a bit late, but here you are! ( trigger warnings ⚠️ insomnia, lack of hygiene and hints of negligence) I worked on this headcanons for days!!

Behaviour

Aran sleeps very bad and he usually do exercise when he cannot sleep or when he wakes up too early. That's why at the WVBA gym he doesn't do anything except messing around and pranking.

He is very loud even in a normal situation. He likes being at the centre of attention. He isn't loquacious when sick.

Also he is an energetic young man, when he sits he always moves his feet or his hands.

if he has to describe himself, Aran would say he is both cool and lucky.

People would say about him instead that is a jerk who acts cocky, BUT they admit that he doesn't step back when things get hard.

Aran has a pov of the world where only the strongest can survive and rule over the others

Aran is a "open book", it's too easy to understand what Aran thinks about you

He is one of the quickest person the WVBA staff has never met. Also his reflexes are something outside this world: when he is concentrated he can avoid stuff throwing at him.

Aran has some... Problems... With hygiene. He usually forgets to take a shower or just brush his teeth. During his childhood and adolescence, no one told him how to wash himself correctly, so when he has to do it, he does it very quickly but he misses some parts.

Since this introduction in SPO, Aran stopped to cut his hair and, in general, to go to the barber. He prefers to take care of his hair himself (that's why his hairstyle is so odd). About his "beard", he thinks that a designer stubble is more masculine than a beard.

About hair, he is the most hairy around the WVBA. Very. His hair is the source of jokes against Don Flamenco's "hair". One time Don imagined to cut Aran's hair away and made a toupee with that hair.

Of course everyone remembers his iconic line about cheeseburger: Aran literally use that line with everyone, adapting it with their traditional food. Talking about stereotypes, Aran doesn't use them to do harm.

Aran has a soft side, but only his mam knows

He doesn't care what other people think about him and his behaviour

Joking and pranking is his way to interact with people

His driver's license was suspended and he decided to ride his bike. That's why he skips leg day XD

Passions

When he does exercise, Aran is very concentrated and he usually listens to Phonk (it boosts him with confidence and adrenaline)

When he has time (always lol), Aran draws on stuff or does doodles. Everywhere. On the metro, inside a cab, on a table of a pub... No place is safe.

About that, Aran made an Instagram page dedicated to his doodles in NY and Dublin (when he goes back), in which he signs himself as Ryan. Too bad everyone understands that it's him (tagging his main profile in the comments).

Relationships

Romantically he can give the vibes of someone uninterested in love and stuff

BUT truly Aran is a sorta of loser, he doesn't know how to approach to his s/o, so he imitates what Don and Macho Man do. In a bad way, exaggerating everything, from giving numerous presents/gifts to hugging/touching his s/o. He also would brag how muscular and manly is he, and he would start to talk no stop

The only one who has the bravery to comment his behaviour is Bald Bull. Instead, Soda always supports Aran, no matter what.

his attitude changes completely when his mam is involved, from a tough fella you should never mess about to a good and softy big boy.

He becomes kinder and softer when he gets closer to his s/o too.

Usually he isn't very liked inside the WVBA, but he has some friends (mostly Major circuit/world circuit)! Normally, they hang out to the pub or walk around, maybe searching a new disco/pub or a skate park.

#tw insomnia #tw lack of hygiene #tw hints of negligence #aran ryan #punch out #punch out wii #punch out!!#I think it's still incompleted but...#I wanted to think more about some aspects #if there are something off is bc this list is incomplete

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maia-and-ria · 3 days ago

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Absolute Trouble

Characters: Hoshigumi (Taiga Hoshibami & Jyuria Hoshizumi)

Summary: First friend; first real family. A story of a troublemaker and his only follower from back when they were kids – The Tiger and The Snake.

Word count: 2,3k

A/N: Yes as the summary says it's a story of two brats. it contains profanities and a bit of angst and a mention of blood and a shitty father. They're both 10 year old in this story and I know their hair probably didn't look like the art back then but I couldn't decide whether their hair was all white or not since Taiga's current hairstyle could be dyed. Anyways-- pardon my grammar mistakes, this is not my first language. In fact don't point it out or else I'd cry. Also it's been a long time since I went to a carnival so my bad if I got the shooting game part wrong lol.

Ria only had one thing in mind when she stepped into Sinostra, that’s none other than to wash her hands and face in cold water and let go of all the germs sticking to her skin. None of her minions were there to welcome her as the working hour hadn't started yet, and her surroundings were dead quiet too, no ghouls or humans lurking nearby—not a single heartbeat in her ears.

Without a care, she pushed the door open with barely any strength, only to find out somebody had broken in before her, and that person was standing still in front of her minibar, staring at a peculiar object sitting on the bar counter—in which Ria forgot to take back to its usual confinement.

“What the fuck are you doing here?!” Ria shouted at him.

There are only two people that can come into her office without permission. Maia is one of them, but despite that she never visits when Ria isn’t there–let alone without letting her know.

The other one is Taiga.

One reason was because he’s the boss of the house, and the other was because he’s one of the people she couldn’t detect through heartbeats, so she might as well give him a free pass to her private office rather than let people come up with strange theories. She even gave him the security number–not that he would remember it anyway. But it seemed like he just proved her otherwise.

Even before she took another step towards him, she already knew what he’d been staring at. Yet a part of her wished she was wrong, at least for this one time.

“Hey, Riri…” His eyes never left that small–fluffy thing, seemingly trying so hard to remember what it was. Where he had seen it before, when he had seen it before. “What’s this thing…?”

♦♥

“I want the kitten one!” The little girl pointed at the kitten plush being hung in the middle, with its colorful fur among the other eye-catching prizes.

“That’s small fry to me! I can get you something much better and cooler, like the tiger one over there! Watch!”

Normally the little girl would cower in fear by now. It’s not their first time sneaking out but usually when they did they’d hide around the house– just enough to be away from adults’ watchful gaze. Yet there they are now, at a bustling carnival where they could lose each other at any time. But Taiga said it’s where so many fun games are and that it doesn’t occur often in their area, and not being able to go out often made her agree to most of his invitations no matter how dangerous they could be. So who’s to blame now?

“I wanna play!” Taiga said to the booth attendant. He reached into his pocket to retrieve some crumpled money that he stole from her house.

The attendant looked down on them, that crooked smile hidden behind his ugly moustache. He didn’t even bother to take their money. “You can’t win, kid. Get your guardian and come back here.”

Something about the way he said it made Ria feel uneasy. He reminded her of her father’s guards – they reek of smoke and talk like pirates. Those people never failed to make her skin crawl. She moved closer to Taiga and whispered, “...Can we just go, Bami?”

“No way! Didn’t you say you want the prize?” Taiga stole the rifle from the person beside him. “Give me that. Watch how a winner does it, loser.”

The attendant got up from his seat and almost shouted a warning, but Taiga shut him up by shooting all three clowns at the top row without even a second break. The kid Taiga stole from couldn't help but gasp in amazement.

“That's so cool! Bami is so cool!” Ria hopped excitedly as she clung to his arm.

“Heh. Never underestimate me!” With a proud grin on his face he pointed at the booth attendant. “You, give me the prize! The white tiger in the corner.”

He scowled and took the money Taiga put earlier. “Don’t come again.”

Taiga handed the plushie to Ria, looking dead straight at the guy. “Don't worry. I'll aim at your head next time.” If there's one thing everyone should fear him for, it's how good his aim is. All from watching guards shooting with a real gun before. “Thought you could scam me…”

Ria noticed the change in his tone. A warning that things are about to get ugly. She tugged at his sleeve. “Bami… let's lea– AAA!”

“There you are, lil’ princess! Your daddy's been looking for ya!”

Someone picked her up all of the sudden from behind. It's none other than Ria's assigned guard – one of her father’s men whose job was to “protect” her from harm. Not knowing that it's either his foul cigarette breath or dirty hands from touching God-knows-what that would kill Ria first. Probably both. And this time he brought his other ugly friend to catch the two kids.

“BAMI!!” She screamed out his name. The stuffed toy slipped out of her grip and fell.

Taiga aimed the rifle at the man and managed to land a pellet on his eye. He yelped in pain and fell onto the ground – must’ve hurt being shot from close distance – Thanks to that Ria could be free from his hold. But when Taiga was about to target the other man he realized he had no pellet left, so he used the weapon like a bat and hit him where it'd hurt the most – between his legs.

“RUN RIRI!!” Taiga shouted as he continued to beat the adults with all his strength. She held back a sob as she hurriedly got up from the muddy ground, putting one foot in front of the other as fast as she could against the crowd of people.

“Ughh– get up you fucker! Yer gonna let a 10 year old beat your ass?!” Ria heard her guard scream.

Where am I going?

“S-sorry! I'm sorry!” Bumping too many people as she ran, she couldn't even get a glimpse of those faces she apologized to. The neon lights that she found pretty now made her dizzy. Her lungs felt like exploding and her feet might just snap anytime soon. How far are they? How much longer must I run?

Then she remembered Taiga whom she left behind. She let out a sob— the guilt washed over her like a bitter medicine stuck in her throat. I left Bami all alone. He's my family and I left him alone.

It was as if nature agreed that she's a bad kid—the sudden gust of wind made her trip on her own two feet. But she can't expose herself out in the open like this, she must hide. So with all the strength left in her, she hobbled her way to the nearest alleyway. She sat beside the nearest bin, hugging herself as her teeth couldn't stop clattering and her tears couldn't stop from falling.

“Bami…” she cried.

Ria wondered what would happen to him. Is he safe? Ria could only hope he also ran away somewhere. Away from her father's men. Because her father is never one to hold back from giving severe punishment to anyone he disliked.

Doesn't matter if it's his own daughter, let alone Taiga.

For someone who never looked at her daughter, he sure meddled in a lot of Ria's business. She couldn't go out of the house as she pleased, she couldn't make friends with anyone, and she's not allowed to talk with those coming in and out of the house – those strange women who seemed to always cling to her father for some reason. Ria wondered why she couldn't receive the same amount of attention they're getting from him, making her question what the true meaning of family was.

That's until she was introduced to her distant relative – Taiga. A mischievous boy who screamed chaos when he entered the room. The first information she heard about him was that he often transferred school for being a troublemaker. But to her, he's her first friend, her childhood hero.

Her first real family.

Everyone said that Taiga should mind his manners, he should be more polite, he should be this and that, but Ria wished he would stay this way forever. She didn't care that he's a bad influence, or that she would turn into a troublemaker like him, because when she sees that silly smile or playful glint in his eyes, the world doesn't seem so… empty. When she screams, she wouldn't be greeted back by those sad echoes, but by Taiga's mocking laugh calling her crazy.

She simply wished she was strong enough to protect his laugh… for the rest of her life.

“I hate you…” she mumbled under her breath. “I hate you, daddy.”

“I thought we agreed to not mention your papa when we're playing.”

She could tell who that cheeky voice belonged to. She could tell anywhere. Without thinking twice Ria got up from her spot and jumped at him. “Bami!”

“Yuck, you're crying again. Always the crybaby Riri.” Yet despite his words, he hugged her back anyway.

“Meanie…” she sniffled.

“Yeah, yeah, stop crying now. Here, you left your doll there. You can cry with this thing now.” He showed her the tiger – it's a little dirty on some spots. Hopefully they're not blood.

Taiga spoke in a different voice, “Gao! I beat those guys real hard to protect Princess Riri! Now you have to reward me with some fresh meat! Gao!” He playfully attacked Ria's face with it, making her giggle. He would never say it to her face but her laugh can be contagious sometimes.

“Then I shall prepare Mr Tiger with the best fresh meat I can find in the empire!” Ria said with a laugh. Her heart ached knowing that she wouldn't be this happy tomorrow. “I wish I could laugh like this everyday…”

“Am I your stupid jester now, Riri?” he faked a sigh. “You should know that I'll always be the king!”

“Well… you're right…” she mumbled. “Maybe that's why we can't see each other often. Bami is the mighty king, after all.”

Taiga went quiet. It's just some stupid title, why so serious…

“Even peasants can go see the king, y'know. As long as they bring him enough gold.” He grinned. “Hey, Riri, you recognize this hairpin?”

There's a gold snake hairpin clipped to his hair. It's a bit funny to see a boy wearing such a thing, especially Taiga. Not to mention he didn’t clip it correctly. “That's mine! It must’ve fallen earlier.”

“And I found it there, so it's mine now~”

“Well, I was planning to gift you something anyway…”

“Really?! You were planning to give me a hairclip? It's way too girly!”

“Dummy… you didn't even refuse earlier.” She carefully adjusted the hairpin. “You can’t return it now. It’s yours! So don't lose it.”

“Or what? You'll cry again?” Now that she stopped crying, he wasted no time teasing her again.

“You like my tears so much, Bami? Well I can get angry too!”

“Yikes. I think you should leave the angry part to me. What will you do with that anyway? Hit your big bro?”

“Pfttt– Hahaha!” It’s so ticklish hearing Taiga call himself that. It's warm but Ria would probably take some time to get used to it. Who would've thought about adopting someone like Taiga as their brother? Anyone would have to be crazy to do that.

“Laughing now? You got what you're praying for so don't regret it in the future! I don't accept returns.”

“If you don't start acting maturely as you grow, you'll become the little brother instead, Bami.”

“Never~ Because Riri is always the crybaby!”

♦♥

“Fuck I'm hungry,” he whined for the thousandth times. “Feed me, Riri. Take responsibility for your big bro.”

“How many times do I need to remind you that we're not siblings?!”

“Being all angry doesn't suit you, y'know that?” Taiga poked the tiger plushie, Ria could see the corners of his mouth turned up – and for the first time in a very long time, he looked like someone she was familiar with. The version of Taiga she used to admire when they were kids. Suddenly he shot her with, “I know that look.”

No, he doesn't. “No, you don't.”

“C'mon now, Riri, you never wear a mask around me.”

She hates that it's true. In a way. “People change.”

“I don't. I'm still your family.”

“Oh yeah? Where's that hairpin I gave you, then?!”

“Jeez, so you are getting pissy over that,” he grimaced. “I'll look for it later. It's probably somewhere in my room.”

“I regularly take care of this plushie and that's how you treat my gift?”

“Quit nagging, will ya? I'll wear it everywhere I go once I find it. Happy now, princess?”

“Ew, don't call me that.”

“Right. Because that's how the dudes in this place are calling you. Now I should come up with another unique nickname even tho I call you that first.”

“You're going to act jealous over that?!” Ria put the last glass she just cleaned to its place. Surprisingly, she found it alright to do something productive while he’s around. “You know what? I think you’re way too hungry to even use your brain, Boss.”

“That’s what I've been sayin’ since earlier!”

She giggled. “So what do you want to do? Raid Jabberwock?”

“Took you long enough to come up with a good solution. You can use your pretty face to distract Harry while I take his mouse.”

“You do realize Romeo is going to strangle you for this, right? You're basically picking a fight with another house.”

“Nah, he can deal with it.” He got down from his seat. “Life should be exciting when you're surrounded by your family. You should know that well by now.”

Two wicked pairs of green eyes filled with mischief staring at one another. Grinning from ear to ear, Taiga extended his hand to her. Like devil's invitation to chaos.

Jabberwock has no idea what's coming.

“Our new adventure awaits, Riri.”

#mairia lore #mairia archive #taiga hoshibami #jyuria hoshizumi #mairia fic #((they're the source of romeo's headache now. good luck taking care of the house now that taiga has an enabler))

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macncherries · 2 years ago

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trigun stampede character studies because i like them a normal amount (I literally cannot stop thinking about them. i wake up and I think about them. i go to sleep and I think about them) some of this is a combination of both trigun and trigun stampede as well as headcanons! drabbles about that under the cut

i took the original canon designs from trigun stampede as a basis. i kept their outfits relatively the same and their hairstyles + accessories match that of stampedes. edited wolfwoods outfit slightly by making his grey shirt deeper cut to mimick that of 1998 trigun's. as for faces, because all of my faces have a slight pinch of realism, I had to determine their face shapes and feature shapes based on cannon and headcannon. i huge differentiation not put into trigun stampede is vash's face shape! in the original trigun movie (2010) you can see their differences better as well as when the anime begins to reach further out into the 2000s and the style changes.

vash has canonically droopy eyes! imo, it wasn't really put into the stampede version and they kind of went for typical bubbly eyes instead. considering this, I had to balance the bubbly eyes with the droop so I added a droopy bottom lid to the eye while keeping the top one rather happy and crescent-shaped. additionally, in all of the official art for the 1998 version, vash's eyes stick out a lot. they tend to use high contrast to highlight his blue eyes a lot in the original so I decided to purposely give him extra shiny eyes since they seem to catch the light so often. woflwoods eye shape changed quite a lot. I prefer stampedes version a lot more; with thin eyelids on top + bottom and a slight droop right before the end. I also accentuated the length of the last eyelash more because while its there in stampede, it's not enough :3

other face changes include their noses. in stampede, pretty much everyone has the same face shape depending on gender/age. but in the original trigun, and while its more obvious as the style develops, wolfwood does have that big angular nose with a slight bump. i did not change the nose shape at all and referred to that specifically when deciding his. vash's on the other hand tends to fluctuate, and because it was 1998 it is kind of hard to tell but his nose is definitely more pointy than ANYONE else's. so taking that into account I gave him a very sharp straight nose but with a button-ish shape at the end to define it more because his nose shape stood out to me more than just a simple straight nose.

some details changed were the lack of facial hair on wolfwood. in 1998 he had some stubble and it also just seemed fitting to give him more hair in general because of that. feel like it would grow back too fast and he'd just give up trying to shave. i jus think he's a hairy dude. as for vash, even if he IS hairy, he's also blonde, so any of those thin hairs like whats on arms and legs would shine in the sunlight and basically go invisible (before T i had those blonde leg hairs and it didn't matter how much i let them grow out, they're invisible) nonetheless, he got a little hair in places its more concentrated. darkened his happy trail too since he's got a little bit of brown and blonde hair i thought it was valid enough decision-making.

i also adopted the more gruesome scar types seen in the manga panel in 1998. in stampede its more stylized, which isn't bad, but I prefer more obvious ones as well as showing the differentiation in healing/age depending on the scar. finding references for all the scars vash has was really difficult (he canonically has one on his butt, lol) so I had to bullshit some of the lower half ones (like on the knees) but I think its fitting enough.

some things entirely based on headcannons:

wolfwood

trans'd his gender. because i can. no other reason :)

the scars he's got because of that are;

hysterectomy (two small, symmetrical scars above the v-line)

double incision (mastectomy)

phalloplasty (not shown, its under the burger.)

skin graft from phallo (kind of visible. please note that irl skin graft scars on the thigh can be practically indetectable, but I decided to do a more stylized version for this to make it more apparent. i went with a thigh graft instead of arm because grafting from your arm restricts mobility for a short period of time which obviously, he would need, considering his weapon. thigh is also less visible under normal circumstances and we additionally never see wolfwoods bare thigh in either canon universes so I am allowed to be delusional :3)

no adams apple (while you can get surgery for this, its relatively uncommon and is invasive for little to no benefit, its like, an inch of cartilage.)

long face + his jaw shape (the jaw shape KIND OF appears in stampede, but not really, so I accentuated it more.)

eye bags (no real reason. i just think he deserves them :3)

wide mouth (again, KIND OF in stampede because vash tends to smile more vertically and he smiles more horizontally, so i accentuated that factor)

painted nails (because i can.)

body shape edited a little bit from canon. i made him more bulky and rectangular but still kept a sinched waist in his outfit as compensation. the bulk isn't really pure muscle mass; he's just kinda built like that

wolfwood is subject to change. im considering giving him slightly longer hair in the back(because I can) and his necklace choker from his prototype version back (because. I can.) p.s. if you want to see without the censor please dm me! these are just character studies so I don't really see any point in keeping them under wraps.

vash

all scars below the groin area i had to make up. i think its realistic for his knees to be banged tf up because that's easy to scar considering how reckless he is. everything else I just decided accordingly with aesthetical balance.

plump bottom lip (he deserves it :3 he's cute :3)

painted nails (because I can.)

jaw shape (he has more circular proportions in stampede but in trigun he's very angular so I wanted to find a balance for that. he's babygirl but still not entirely feminine.)

circular chin (I wanted him to have a puffy circular chin from the side to compliment the lower lip.)

eyelashes (hes kinda got it in the 1998 version but they're not very consistent so I just gave him some top eyelashes to accentuate it :3)

side note: i refuse to transgender vash. i wont do it. ive seen so many people trans his gender and it makes me sad bc they either do it because they ship him with his fucking brother or they do it because he's too babygirl for you COWARDS who equate that to being AFAB. shame on you. real mfs KNOW he's cunty babygirl and give him a horse cawk. thank you for your time.

#trigun #nicholas d wolfwood #vashwood #trigun stampede #wolfwood #trigun wolfwood #trigun 2023 #vash #trigun vash #vash trigun #trigun spoilers #trigun headcanons #my art #headcannons

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champi8n · 1 year ago

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witch in love | kit walker

sypnosis: kit walker’s girlfriend is… a witch!

warnings: none it’s just happy!

you knew you were different to other people from a very young age, of course, you weren’t exactly sure what made you different until you turned 16 and after an argument with your dad you made everything in your room float for a split second before everything fell down and broke, causing your mother to sit down with you and have the talk

no, not the talk about sex, the talk about witches and how you were a direct descendant to one of the witches of salem or something like that, you weren’t paying much attention since you got stuck on the part where said “you’re a witch” but you kind of got an idea of what she explained

however, your mother had the option to send you away to learn more about those arts but she refused it, deciding it was better to homeschool you and teach you herself to control and expand your abilities

you didn’t complain, you quite liked it at home and you loved being the only student, apart from that you led some sort of double life, witch in secret and a normal student on the outside

you knew you couldn’t go around showing your abilities and screaming to everyone “i’m a witch, i’m a witch” but you also were good at hiding your little impulses

no, you weren’t a bad person and you totally wouldn’t use your powers to get your own way, but you couldn’t stand seeing injustice and bad things happening in front of you without being able to do something about it

so you began to act, you first made some boys who went to your school and bothered a poor girl in your english class with mean comments pay for their rudeness, you hated the way they made that girl cry by laughing at her hairstyles and her shoes, so after learning how to control people you made those boys slap themselves every time they opened their mouth towards that girl

you giggled in the back of the class as they looked at each-other confused, wondering what was happening as they felt the burn of their own slap on their cheek every time they tried to talk

that was the beginning of a new period of your life and boy, anyone who thought they could mess with you without any consequences were in for a complete ride

as you got older you graduated with top grades which came from pulling all nighters to study, not from using your abilities, and you decided to pursue a career in fashion

many people laughed at you for that choice, saying you should go for a career in healthcare or look for a job as a book keeper, but you were ambitious, you wanted more than the typical jobs women could get at the time

you managed to find an intern position in a small fashion magazine, however, you were treated poorly by your male co workers and it drove you mad, how thought multiple times about casting a spell to make their lives miserable yet you stopped yourself, knowing better than to waste your skills for those dumb boys

every time you had a hard day you would go to a diner that was near your work and would order yourself a chocolate milkshake with extra cream and unfortunately for you, today was one of those days

the cling of the bells as you opened the door of the diner and the sound of your thigh high boots as you walked to your usual table resonated in the place, catching some attention but that wasn’t unusual for you

you were very pretty and you knew it so you weren’t exactly surprised at heads turning to look at you when you go out, however you’ve rarely been out on dates as nobody has caught your attention

you twirled your hair as you looked through the menu even though you were gonna order your usual you still wanted to roam through the food in case you get hungry later

but you were surprised when one of the waiters in the place came over to your table and placed your pleasure chocolate milkshake in front of you even though you haven’t even ordered yet

“you must be mistaken, i didn’t order anything” you said, batting your eyelashes as you smiled to the person serving you

“we know miss, this is from the guy over there” they pointed over to a man sitting in the counter having a sip of what seemed to be a strawberry milkshake

his brown eyes met yours and he smiled at you, giving you a small wave with his hand to then look away and keep minding his business

you had no idea how he knew that was your favourite milkshake and you also had zero clue who he was as you haven’t noticed him before in the place yet the gesture did make you a little bit happy

but you didn’t want to make the guy pay for your order, you weren’t that type of person so you stood up with your milkshake in hand and walked towards the mystery man

you tapped on his shoulder to get his attention and you saw the way his expression went from surprise to a smile “yes?” he said

“did you send me this?” i looked at the milkshake in my hand and he nodded “thank you but i couldn’t possibly accept this, let me pay you back” you reached for your wallet but he immediately stopped you

“please, there is no need for that, pardon me m’am but you just looked like you were in a bad mood and i wanted to be nice” the man replied, brushing his hand through his hair as he continued to smile at you with courtesy

you blinked, amused at the stranger’s nice action “well, thank you…” you paused, your eyes wandered off to the man’s shirt, he seemed to be wearing a uniform and you managed to spot a name tag “thank you, kit” you smiled, taking a sip of your paradise on earth aka your milkshake

he smiled back at you and said nothing back, you sat down next to him expecting him to try and initiate a conversation with you yet you were surprised by how he kept minding his business, letting you enjoy your milkshake in peace except you weren’t exactly in peace, you were bothered as you wondered why he isn’t speaking to you

you glanced at kit multiple times and every time he would look back at you, you quickly turned away until he would go back to drinking his strawberry milkshake

after doing that for a few times you heard him laugh, making you wonder what he found so funny “what is it?” you said, frowning at him

“i’m sorry, you’re just funny ma’am” he replied, looking at you as he tried to regain his composure

his response left you even more confused and slightly offended, what exactly did he mean by that you didn’t know “excuse me?” you said, sounding mildly angry

“do ya think i don’t notice you keep glancing at me?” he said, a big smile on his face as he seemed to find the whole situation funny “if you wanna tell me something just do it” he said, looking at your blank expression as you’ve been caught

you didn’t know what to say exactly, you were slightly embarrassed but you didn’t want to make that obvious “well, that’s what i should be asking you!” you replied, deciding to be honest

kit raised an eyebrow as it was clear to you he had no idea what you were trying to say “i mean, you buy me a milkshake, you obviously wanna ask me out so i’m waiting for you to speak” you say bluntly and also realising how self cantered you sounded

this time both of kit’s eyebrows were raised as his face was filled with surprise, he chuckled for a second to himself as he was completely gagged by your words “wow, big ego there…” he said looking away from you, making you even more flustered

“no! i didn’t mean it that way it’s just-“ he interrupted you

“it’s just acts of pure kindness don’t exist anymore, i guess” he said, taking a big sip of his milkshake as you felt slightly bad

“well, i don’t know!” you replied, you didn’t know what to say, you were blushing as you felt helpless and then suddenly you said it “go out with me… on a date”

kit began to choke a little bit as he didn’t expect the words that came out of your mouth “excuse me?” he said, a small playful smile on his face

“you know you wanted to ask me first don’t act coy” you rolled your eyes, smiling a little bit

he sighed, feeling defeated “yeah you’re right i did…” kit admitted

“fine so, tomorrow 8pm this diner?” you asked, finishing your milkshake

“o-okay, but what’s your name?” he said a bit desperately as he realised you were getting ready to leave

“you’ll figure it out tomorrow” you winked at him before deciding to head out, swaying your hips as you walked away from him and turning your head for a last smile as you opened the door and left

kit was left flustered and charmed as his eyes were frozen on the door, he smiled to himself as he began to count how many hours until tomorrow

…

the next day you got off work and decided to head straight home for a shower, you then chose to wear a white miniskirt with a black fitted turtle neck, an outfit perfect to match your favourite white high heeled boots

you then sat in front of your mirror and did your eyeliner the way you liked it, applied your lipstick and fixed your hair, being ready to go

you were unsure why you were so nervous about this date, you told yourself it was gonna be just another boring one multiple times yet something inside you kind of hoped it wasn’t

as you got to the diner, you found kit waiting outside the door and you smiled at him as you walked

he looked at you up and down as his mouth slowly opened in surprise “you look gorgeous” he said, making you blush a little

he opened the door for you and you both sat down opposite each other at one of the tables

to your own surprise it wasn’t uncomfortable at all and in fact you discovered you quite enjoy kit’s company, you learned he works as a gas station attendant and how he loves to dance and he listened to you talk about your ambitions and even supported it, saying you should start your own brand

as it got late it was soon time to say goodbye but not before you decided to break the obvious rule and do the most impulsive thing a girl can do, you kissed him

“good night, kit” you said as you walked away, leaving him frozen in his spot completely shocked at the fact that you had given him a kiss

when you got home you replayed the events of the date and you wished that everything would continue to go great with kit and lucky for you, your wish came true

you and kit went out on a few more dates as time went by and they were perfect, you used to believe boys were stupid and untrustworthy but with kit it was different, you liked him and you sure did hope he liked you too

soon, kit’s relationship with you took the next step as he asked you to be his girlfriend on the prettiest night of september and you didn’t hesitate to say yes

you wanted to be with kit forever, you would do anything to have him by your side always and so it was no surprise when you began to have worries about kit finding out the fact that you’re a witch

the last thing you wanted to do was to scare him off and you were sure telling him who you were would definitely do that but you also felt bad as you believed shouldn’t be hiding that part of you to the man you love

you were keeping that detail to yourself until suddenly the world caught you by surprise and decided to stop being in your favour

kit had mentioned to you that he has been struggling with his energy at work and how he feels extremely overworked by his boss, you suggested to him to confront his boss about the unfair amount of hours he has to work for how little he gets paid but he refused to do so, making you have the great idea to cast a spell for kit to make him be less tired and remove his fatigue

you gathered all the materials you needed and you lit a few candles in front of you placing them in a circle, you then followed what the spell book which you had opened in front of you said and focused a little bit too hard since you didn’t realise that kit had gotten off work earlier and now he was home, looking for you

you had given kit a spare key to your home and it wasn’t a surprise for him to come see you after work so it was stupid of you to not lock the door of your room

“baby, where are ya?” it was too late when you heard him because a moment later he had opened the door of your bedroom, revealing yourself in a very sketchy and hard to explain situation

he frowned as you were frozen in your spot, his eyes staring deep into yours as you blinked twice, blowing the candles off slowly

“what are you doing…?” he asked, walking towards you slowly

“nothing” you replied almost immediately, standing off the floor and giving him an awkward smile

“it doesn’t seem like nothing” he said “what were you doing?” he asked again, standing in front of you

you sighed, the time for the truth had come and you were scared shitless, you’ve never told anyone besides your mother about your abilities and the thoughts of kit leaving and exposing you were lingering in your mind, however, you knew you had to trust him

and you also knew there had to be some sort of erasing memory spell

but besides that, you took kit’s hand and sat him down next to you on the edge of the bed “you’ve gotta promise you’re not gonna freak out, okay?”

“what?” he said, still not catching on completely on what you were saying.

“kit… i’m a witch” you said… staring deep into his eyes searching for a hint of any negative emotion behind his eyes but on the contrary all he did was frown.

“um… okay…” he said in a whisper, his face being completely blank “sure, whatever you say suga’” he said, slowly caressing your elbows and giving you a reassuring smile

it wasn’t hard to tell that kit didn’t believe you but you had no clue what to do now, you already had told him so what now?

“kit…” you spoke slowly “did you understand what i said?” you asked

“um… kind of” he replied, making you sigh “you’re trying to tell me you’re high, right?” he spoke cautiously slow, almost as if he’s speaking to a toddler as he didn’t know how to act

you broke into a smile, you couldn’t help but think he was adorable “no!” you lightly hit his arm as you giggled “i’m not high you dummy! i’m a witch!”

his expression was still confused but he began laughing with you, causing you to laugh even harder as you didn’t understand why he was laughing with you

“kit, why are you laughing!?” you asked between giggles

“i don’t know, why are you laughing!?” he replied, you both looked so stupid laughing at nothing but you loved it, he was way too sweet

you obviously knew kit was never going to believe you were a witch so you had no other choice but to attempt to do a demonstration when you and kit managed to calm down the laughs

“okay, kit, i’m a witch and i’m gonna prove it but you can’t freak out… okay?” you said as you began to use telekinesis to slowly lift kit off the bed, almost too slow making it hard for him to realise what was happening

“honey, don’t call yourself a witch, you’re just a stressed lady okay, there’s no need to… woah wait” his attempt at comforting you or whatever was interrupted as he realised he wasn’t sitting down on the bed anymore, instead he was floating above it

you smiled at him with reassurance as you kept making him float higher and higher above the bed, he looked at you in utter shock as he muttered some surprises noises yet all you could do is smile in hopes he wouldn’t panic too much

kit had no idea what was going on, all he knew is that he kept going up and he muttered an “ouch” when he felt his head boink against the bedroom roof

you immediately panicked as you completely forgot about the fact he was going to hit his head and in your moment of worry you accidentally dropped him, making you scream as you forgot he was going to land on the bed and thought he could get badly injured

“are you okay?! kit?!” you asked, climbing more towards the centre of the bed where his head was resting and slowly caressing his head

he had his eyes shut as he was obviously afraid of the landing and still didn’t quite piece together that he didn’t fall on the floor “i’m good, baby” he replied, opening his eyes a little and looking at your face over him, you’re worried expression making him want to kiss you

you helped him sit up on the bed and after a few moments of silence, you decided to ask the question that was eating you up on the inside “so… do you hate me?”

“what?! no!” his response was almost instant as the last thing he wanted to do was to make you feel bad “i don’t completely understand what’s going on but something like this would never make me hate you! hell… i don’t think anything would ever make me hate you…” his hand reached for your face as he tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear “i thought stuff like that only existed in movies but hey it’s kind of cool… my girlfriend is a witch!” he chucked to himself

your eyes were slightly teary as you felt relieved and also moved by his words, you felt thankful to have someone that cared about you so much and the feeling of being accepted by kit made you wanna break down and cry for love

you felt kit’s lips press against you in a soft kiss, you could feel his lips curving into a smile, making you do the same, the only thing you could think of as your kisses escalated was how grateful you were to have him in your life

…

“so what type of thing were you doing down there… you know with the candles and stuff” you felt the vibrations of kit’s voice as your head was resting on his chest, his shirt was off (like yours) after the make out session you guys were having turned into something more

you looked up at him through your eyelashes and you bit your lip, your fingers tracing meaningless patterns on his skin “a spell…” you said in a cheeky manner

kit frowned slightly, his hands caressing your hair as he gave you a confused look “what kind of spell?” he asked, curiosity killing the cat

“a spell for you…” you replied, aware of how bad it sounded as he could obviously misunderstand what you were saying and he could take it the wrong way “but it wasn’t a bad spell, i just, i wanted to help you” you added

“oh baby, like a love spell? cause if it was then i think it’s pretty clear you don’t need to do one of those on me” he said with a small smirk resting on his face “unless you’ve already done one of me and i just haven’t realised…” he said in a playful tone, obviously kidding

you rolled your eyes at him “very funny, kit, ha ha ha” you said sarcastically “it was a spell to help you have more energy at work… you told me you were feeling burnt out and i wanted to help” you looked away from him, suddenly feeling shy

he went quiet for a few seconds making you doubtful of what he could be thinking, but you knew it was fine when all of a sudden one of his hands went to your chin in order to lift your face and give you a soft kiss

“you’re the sweetest girl i know” he said in a whisper, making you blush slightly “so can you fly?” he changed the tone of the conversation swiftly, making you giggle at how dumb he sounded to you

“you’re so stupid sometimes kit…” you replied, a bright smile on your face as you rolled your eyes

…

ever since you told kit the truth about you being a witch he’s insisted on trying to learn as much as he can about it in order to help you and support you, you’ve told him plenty of times it wasn’t necessary for him to burden himself with all that knowledge but he won’t listen

you didn’t hate it though, if you were being truthful, it was nice to have someone you can talk about that stuff that isn’t your mother and not feel judged

however, ever since kit learned about the horrible things people have tried to do to witches such as burn and murder them even if they aren’t causing harm, he’s began to be slightly more protective of you and you haven’t failed to notice

you thought it was cute so it didn’t bother you, plus you knew he really is just trying to do what he can to be there for you when it comes to stuff related to your abilities

but when you were surprised today in the middle of your at home date night with kit by one of your neighbours that’s where you really noticed how much you liked it

the lady that lived next door from you was a very religious woman, you had no issue with that whatsoever since even though you didn’t agree with her beliefs you still respected it, yet you didn’t fail to notice how she’s been acting odd towards you throughout the past month

you were used to saying good morning and maybe stop for small talk when you left for work early yet recently she’s been giving you a strange look when she does, and she also used to bake you pies often since she insisted she must take care of you since she was in her 40s and you’re just a “baby dove in your 20s” according to her, but lately she has failed to do so and so you could clearly tell something was wrong

you liked to pretend like you had no idea what could’ve affected her perspective of you but unfortunately, you do

on a late tuesday around a month ago you were almost by your place when she spotted you since she was sitting in her porch sewing, you cordially said hello to eachother and she iniated small talk when suddenly she accidentally stabbed herself with the her sewing needle

when you heard her complain about the pain in her finger you went up to her and checked it, making the dumb decision to use some of your abilities to heal it quick as it broke your soul to see the poor lady suffering, you brushed a hand past the stab and suddenly it was gone

after that you arrived home and since then the havoc started upon her demeanour towards you

“may i help you, miss thornhill?” you asked after opening the door, smiling kindly to the woman in front of you

suddenly the woman invited herself into your home and pulled some garlic out of her purse, pointing it at you “this must stop now! what are you creature?!” she screamed erratically, loud enough for kit who was waiting in the kitchen with a glass of wine for you to come running towards you

“what’s going on?” he asked, observing the scene in front of you

you sighed, you hated this “miss thornhill, i don’t understand what’s going on….” you replied, backing off from her a little bit

“you are not god’s creature, you must disappear!” the woman once again screamed, making kit get in front of you, worried about you

“garlic, really? does she look like a vampire?!” he said, slightly joking around but immediately regretting after realising it wasn’t the time “ma’am you need to leave” he said

“son, you don’t know her, she’s not what she looks like!” the woman said this time to kit, almost as if you weren’t even in the room “she’s different from you and me” she whispered to kit, making you want to roll your eyes “the devil…” she continued

kit sighed “lady, you need to leave immediately” he asked in a gentle manner, trying to avoid a bigger issue

the woman however seemed to take it the wrong way, getting offended “fine! i will leave, but i will accuse you with the church and with all the ladies in this town and expose what you really are!” she screamed, raising her finger at you

“which is?” you asked, regretting it instantly but you couldn’t help but be carried away a little bit by your emotions

“a witch!” she shouted

“hey! my girlfriend is not a witch!” kit replied, lying obviously but trying to do what he can, “how dare you even think of accusing my girlfriend of that…” he pretended to be mortified by the woman’s blabbering

it was a serious moment but you couldn’t help but to find it a little bit amusing, you never took kit for being an actor or at least a good one at least but boy, you were wrong

he gave you a quick glance obviously signalling to you he needed your slight support “yes, exactly, how dare you say that about me, ms thornhill! i’m shattered” you acted hurt, leading a hand into your chest and closing your eyes

kit stood next to you as he gasped, pretending to be in distress about your pain as he held you “oh, suga’ are you okay?” he asked, looking at you with worried eyes

the woman just stood there, here eyes following every action you both did

“look at what you’ve done! she’s sick and you’ve made her worse” kit said as the woman’s mouth opened in disbelief, obviously falling for the trick

“oh, lord, i’m so sorry i didn’t mean to-” she struggled to find the words to say, obviously being conflicted wether on to carry on her point or not and that’s when you got the perfect opening for a little… trick

“you’re going to leave now and forget every single speculation you have about me, including the accusations of sorcery” you spoke in a confident tone, staring deep into the lady’s eyes as you felt kit looking at you unsure of what was going on but still not saying anything

not even a minute later the woman was looking around as if she was lost, you immediately approached her, a sudden worried expression painted your face

“miss thornhill, are you alright?” you said, doe eyes looking at the lady with care, kit still stood in his place wondering why your demeanour was changing

you gave him a quick glance, widening your eyes and mouthing to him to act like nothing happened

he didn’t get exactly what you were meaning to say at first but he attempted to, walking towards you while running a hand through his hair

“oh my… what am i doing here?” the poor woman asked, clearly confused

“you slept walked all the way here and began knocking on the door, i was extremely worried but i think you’re awake now” you replied, sounding way too believable “right, kit?” you gave him a tense smile

“oh, uhm, yeah, we thought something was going on” he said, quickly frowning at you before going back to acting coy

“christ… i’m so sorry about this, darling, please don’t tell me i interrupted anything with you two” she said, genuinely worried

you quickly gave her a reassuring smile “don’t worry about that, miss thornhill, please, let me walk you home next door” you replied, holding her arm and guiding her towards the door

she kept apologising as you were leaving but right as you were exiting the door you turned back and winked at kit, making him smile

he was still not sure what just happened, kit felt proud of how you handled the situation and managed to defend yourself and he could assume you used some sort of magic but if he was being honest, he did get particularly scared at the thought of that lady trying to hurt you

but all of those worries disappeared when he saw you wink with a cheeky smile on your face, reassuring him that you were fine

kit walker’s girlfriend was a witch but he knows it isn’t a bad thing, ignorant people will try and tell him it is but he knows he wouldn’t trade it for any normal thing in the world.

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