#his other outfit is still cannon btw he just

[tocomplainfriend]

BIG POST ABOUT ACE REP IN HB/HH

ALASTOR:

I'm ace spec and I hate this shitty mix of stereotypes

So many people see Ace or Aro (and both) people as people who must not have feelings. That if you don't feel romantic or sexual attraction for example "you must be broken" in the same way people connect that to people like serial killers like Alastor. The not having feelings or empathy for people also connects to of all that. And the automatic connection of "no feelings, no empathy" = "ace", Because of the usual conflation of Ace and Aromantic. (Specially cause a lot of people have heard more about Asexual than Aromatic, and can't separate sexual and romantic attraction and empathy)

Again, the general canon treatment and vivs treatment of Alastor also leads to the idea of Complete sex repulsed Ace and Complete romance repulsed Aro. But when ask about his romantic attraction, she doesn't state it as much as she states his Asexuality.

"If I give the real cannon answer...it's gonna... it's gonna... I don't want to ruin anybody's fun, so..."

Old post about this, plus the video of the quote:

Crew notes for Al:

MAMMON:

What!? Yeah! Came out of nowhere! Now we got two Ace characters that are extra terrible people that hurt others cause of the idea of shitty with empathy connected to Asexuality is all around... "Too bad/selfish of a person" = ace

I think they really just put this in at random. I don't think it was pre planed to have him as Ace because of how Octavia and Al are written.

Al is written with the simplicity of him being so not into sex that they portrayed him as if he didn't know about it in Hunicast. But Mammon is constantly profiting of the sexualization of Fizz, now Glitz and Glam. Constantly using prude language as well. I think if there was an intention before, they wouldn't have done that. Viv hasn't shown me a deeper understanding of Ace spectrums at all, I don't trust this. She picked the fat character, the series and merch doesn't sexualize like the others. He always had clothes on and nothing kinky. (for example...Viv also doesn't show a deeper/ or non-basic/non-stereotyped understanding of pansexuality)

But if it was an understanding of Ace spectrum, I'll take that. Mammon being ace, but he can understand and feel comfortable with people feeling attracted to him in that kind of way, like portrayed in the sexy merch?

BUT he is the only fat character and the only one never portrayed as naked or with fewer clothes in comparison to literally all the characters (including one offs) isn't this Viv and crew searching something to not having to sexualize him like they do with all the others? The two other Ace characters in this list don't get sexualized at all (thank god, Octavia is a kid) with the idea that Ace = 0 interaction with anything sex or attraction related....

REMEMBER, ACE IS AN SPECTRUM.

ACE PEOPLE CAN STILL HAVE SEX OR VIEW THEMSELVES AS SEXY AND WEAR SEXY CLOTHES.

They are also only using the Ace flag? Mammon is using the color for his clothes, so it could be Demi or Grey too, I wouldn't know, but it doubts it... Demi could match his actual outfit cause of the diamond shape things are like the triangle in the flag too tho!

That he is not treated like he doesn't know how sex works is surprisingly/sadly good. When the only thing you got is how Viv treated Al in Hunicast.

(Hopefully there is no weird implication that he is only at pride as a shitty rainbow capitalism thing, and that he is not connected to the cause of pride because he is Ace and implicated as "not to being connected as much". Really don't think so, but is always a worry that there could be a treatment of you are not as LGBTQ+ because you are ace so...!)

OCTAVIA: oh brother, I think she only got put on this because she is a minor, not to be sexualized in the heavily sexualized media. I mean, thank god.

I guess she's spilling her coffee at Stolas being sexual in the phone to Blitz in front of her, and telling them to get a room is the implication of Asexuality? Likewise, I think everyone doesn't want to hear their parent do dirty talk and attempt flirting in front of them.

Are any of these gonna matter or have an exploration or mention it? In the same way, there is a mention of (mainly male) gayness? No.

I don't think so...

Btw also no nonbinary? No gender-fluid or... nothing? No? Damn...

[savi0rr]

hello i love your stone x reader head cannons so I have a request if you don't mind so you know the Street performers in the pilot the clowns and stuff yeah so I thought it would be interesting if reader is a street performer and whenever they get cash they use some of it to help stone and the others or something I just thought about this and I like the idea I hope you like it too, I love your work btw ✨

Light Steps

Stone x Street Performer! Reader

a/n: I remember being in Los Angeles and seeing street performers and one of them accidentally landed on a lady

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You collected the money you got from performing on the street. You smiled, wiping sweat off of your forehead. Your face was all red from the sun glaring its rays at you as you walked down the street in your performing clothes, which were just a normal clown outfit, that was homemade. You hummed as you counted the money for those three hours you were out there. "How much?" Stone spoke up as he popped out from behind you. He would watch you from afar, almost like a bodyguard. His gaze traveled down from your face to your feet. "Just about five dollars." You said, handing the hat full of coins to him. "Great. Just enough for food for about two weeks or so." He said as he reached into his vest and handed you a bottle. "There's water in it." He said as he shoved the money into his vest. "Thank you, Stone." You smiled, taking a sip of the water from the bottle. "Still tastes like alcohol..."

"Woah!" Vinnie cheered as she watched Skipp buy a can of two beans. "Thank the lord above that you can do what you do," Vinnie said as she wrapped her arm around your shoulder and smiled. "Anything to feed us." You said, nodding. Stone only rolled his eyes as Skipp walked back over to the three of you. "The beans have gone up in price, so I could get us two cans." Skipp frowned as he handed you a can. "Guess we will share." Vinnie shrugged. "Hey Y/N-" "Let's share," Stone said to you first, his gaze landing on your face and then on the beans. "Okay!" You smiled.

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Your body moved, the music being played next to you. You twirled and danced, then did a few basic tricks with your hands and feet, doing things with items you and Skipp found when searching in a trash can. The hat you lay out for money was already getting full after an hour of being outside. Stone watched you from afar, his eyes wandering around your arms and body. He glanced away as he grumbled. He could feel his cheeks getting hotter by the second.

The people around you clapped as you bowed, waving. "You don't need that money." A rich older man from the crowd said as he stood next to the hat full of coins. "What?" You perked up, tilting your head to the side. "I need the money." You said, confused. "If I didn't need the money, then why would I be in the sun dancing around." You huffed, crossing your arms over your chest, cocking your hip to the side. Stone perked up hearing your voice. His eyebrows furrowed as he walked over to you.

"Is there a problem?" Stone asked as he appeared from behind you, his eyes narrowed at the rich man. "There is a problem. Oh, great! More useless scraps taking money from the rich because they couldn't land themselves a job until us people!" The rich yelled as he clenched his fists. "I need that money than you anyway." The rich man said as he smirked before he bent down and reached his hand out for the hat.

Stone sighed as he rolled his eyes before he stepped forward and stomped on the rich man's hand. "Ow! What the fuck!" He screamed. "Let go of the money, and go away, you idiot." Stone said as he stared down at the man. The man nodded, and Stone lifted his foot. The rich man quickly ran off.

You stared at Stone, your cheeks all flushed. "Me next?" "You are so weird.

[mouwrites]

Hiiiii! <3 been scrolling through your Ninjago masterlist and I saw there was no HC/drabble/fanfic about a reader who has a culture (or I'm just blind and didn't see it T~T ) anywho, it made me think....I hadn't seen any head cannon of reader x ninja (+ pixal my baby✨) who the reader had a Portuguese culture (and I'm just deprived to see no Portuguese babies in there).

Just the basic stuff like speaking the language, or the food? The habit? I don't know how to explain but it's not something really in research or deep, just the basic stuff.

Here some ideas to help ya if you got no idea ! <3 :

-men usually shake hands with men as a greeting

-we usually smile to anyone and anything in politeness

-We do small talks with anyone, also a sign of politeness

- family events are a somewhat must

-we like to dress nicely (sometimes fancy) to meet family

-PDA is appreciated and somewhat encouraged in public

Etc...

Also, if you feel like you can't write it because it's too complicated, ten thank you for reading! ✨

Of course!!! I really hope this turned out okay ^^ I’ll admit that I didn’t really know too much about this culture beforehand, so please let me know if I’ve gotten anything wrong!! It was fun to do research though, super interesting stuff!!

Ninjago - Ninjas With a Portuguese s/o

Cole

He LOVES hanging out with your family

Ever since he reconciled with his dad, he’s realized just how important family is

So of course he admires your family’s closeness!

Whenever you invite him along to a family function, he’s already putting on his shoes and a nice button-up shirt

He makes sure that you approve of his clothes before you leave

He has an okay sense of fashion, but he just wants to make sure his outfit isn’t inappropriate for the occasion or anything

He’s always super careful to make sure he doesn’t offend your family

Sometimes it’s kind of cute to watch him balk or scramble to correct himself

Even your family finds it amusing

Of course, he’s never actually said something offensive, but he’s still super cautious

He also just tries to have fun and get along with your family!

They adore him ofc, he’s the perfect balance between respectful and friendly

As time goes on, they start to ask where Cole is when you show up to family gatherings alone

You have to explain that sometimes he just can’t make it, especially because of his ninja responsibilities

That’s another reason they love him btw; he has the coolest stories

And he’s a great listener to their stories in return! :)

Jay

He is ALL OVER the PDA thing

He’s a very physically affectionate person, whether he likes to admit it or not

Actually, it was you and your family that helped him realize this

Of course he likes being affectionate with you, but he learns to be affectionate with others too

It started when one of your friends/family members gave him a hug

He was really stiff and awkward at first, but after it was over he realized how warm and fuzzy he felt

From then on he was hooked

He immediately transformed into this super affectionate person

Not just with your family/friends, either; he starts being super affectionate to his family/friends too

The other ninjas tease him about it at first, but he doesn’t care

He’ll hold hands, hug, sit shoulder-to-shoulder, anything that involves touch

He just LOVES being able to show his affection like that!! So much easier than words

(I headcanon that he’s not very good with words when it comes to showing love)

And he loves having the favor returned! (By you or your family/friends)

Makes him feel accepted :)

Congrats, you’ve found a way to finally validate our anxious boy

Honestly he might get a bit carried away with it, so beware

Zane

Zane’s more of an explicit learner than an implicit one when it comes to social culture

(Meaning he can’t really pick up on cues; you’ll have to verbalize things)

So you’ll have to explain your culture to him

But he really loves hearing you talk about it!!

His eyes literally sparkle while you speak

For one, because no one’s ever done him the favor of actually explaining social culture

But also because he can see how important it is to you, and he thinks you’re positively lovely when you’re impassioned

He’ll remember every word, and do his best to practice what you preach

Sometimes it comes off as mechanical or forced (it kind of is), but he gets the hang of it the more he practices

And he’s eager to get practice, which means…

More family time!!

Though it does make him nervous, he likes being around your family so he can practice your teachings and learn more

Your family probably thinks he’s a little odd, but he’s got the right spirit

Being accepted by them would be so validating for him… like all his hard work paid off

AND he’d be close to the people who are important to you!! Double win

Lloyd

He’s another one who really likes being physically affectionate

He’s a huge cuddle bug; this we know

So when he learns that he can hug your friends/family too, not just you, he takes the opportunity

(He still loves you the most, of course, he just likes showing others some love)

It’s mainly the hugs that he likes

Hand holding is a bit uncomfortable when it’s not you, but he won’t reject a hand he’s offered

Cheek kisses are great though :]

He always gets this dorky shy smile whenever someone (especially you) kisses him on the cheek, even if it’s just a greeting/goodbye

It takes everything in him not to giggle like a schoolgirl when he gives one back (for the first little while, anyway)

At first he was a bit awkward giving kisses back, but he warms up to the practice pretty quickly

He used to be just a cuddle bug in private, but by the time you’re done with him he casually practices PDA like it’s nothing

Kai

I’m going to be so honest with you rn. He is going to struggle with the politeness thing

As much as he tries to be cordial and put things gently, if he’s mad that’s all going out the window

If, for whatever reason, you or your friend/family member sets him off, he’s not going to waste his energy on being nice

Cold stares and crossed arms are the least of it; consider yourself lucky if that’s what he does

At the worst…. Be ready to hold this man back

This is pretty rare though, he does try really hard to stay positive

On the topic of trying hard, though, he’s really worried about your family liking him

He knows how important they are to you and he wants to be liked by them

So he’ll always try his hardest to control his temper and follow their polite customs

Unfortunately you will have to be the outfit police when it comes to family gatherings, though

His idea of “nice clothes” is very different from the actual definition

Like, you’re expecting a nice button up and slacks, then he comes out in a tank top and varsity jacket and jeans ripped like he got into a motorcycle crash

He is devastated to learn that, no Kai, those are not appropriate clothes

He’ll still change though, dw

And he’ll be happy about it if/when one of your family members compliments his outfit :)

Nya

Ohhh man….. she LOVES learning about your culture

She wants to know all the details

And she’ll go beyond what you tell her; she’ll do her own research

She’s super eager to test out what she’s learned

She impresses your family first try

Especially because she’s so eager to listen to them

She grows really close with your family, and she secretly starts to consider them an extension of hers

Totally not because she was raised with little to no actual family

She will cry if they start to think the same of her

It might be a little weird for you, with her being so enthusiastic to partake in your customs, but she’ll cut back if you let her know it’s weird

She’s just so excited to learn, especially about something that involves you :(

And she’ll be happy to teach you about her culture in return!

(I headcanon that she’s Chinese :) so if you’re interested she’s glad to share)

Overall she’s just super enthusiastic and supportive regarding your culture!!

She will fight anyone who isn’t

Thank you for this request!! And thanks so much for reading, take care doves <33

(divider by saradika)

[innocent-cat]

Hello, if you're still taking request could it be headcanons with with Vax, Percy, and Vex. (Separately)

Where the S/O is a lot like Yor Forger.

GUESS WHO IS BACK!!!!

Oh my gosh, I love SpyxFamily! right away xx

Reader x Vox Machina

Warnings - None

"Scarlet paint on their face", Assassin!Reader x Various

Vax

Okay, so, weird thing about both Vax AND Vex, they're extremely stalkerish.

the very MOMENT they thought you were acting even slightly suspicious, they immediately discussed it with each other.

"Vex-" "Yes, me too."

they most def hear EVERYTHING you do.

They had a little book that had information about everything you did.

your fault, why aren't you home by the mandatory curfew (that they implemented that nobody in fact listens to) of 8PM sharp?

You'll usually feel Vax's eyes on you when you come home after a bounty, but you choose to pretend you're oblivious to it so you can continue acting clueless.

HOWEVERRRR he eventually cornered you and confronted you.

you walked in and he was just like.. leaning against the wall all nerdy.. so you kinda just.. side eyed him and walked by..

"Where have you been?"

your heart dropped to your asssssss, him confronting you was so much scarier than it needed to be.

"What are you talking about?"

"We know you've been sneaking out. You're never home by 8."

"..Nobody follows that anyway, Vax.. not even Pikes home right now. Who are you, my dad?" You raised an eyebrow at him as you spoke down to him for asking you what's been going on.

"Vex told me you went to a washers covered in blood. What's that all about?"

"I don't know what you're talking about. Maybe don't stalk random people, it's creepy, Vax." You scoff, and storm off to your room.

You sit down in your bed and heave a sigh, letting the knife drop that was hidden between your arm and side under your oversized blouse.

Vex

Vex was the first one to actually confront you and get an answer.

(all combined head cannons above for vax btw)

she low-key scared tf out of you when you turned the corner and saw her.

full on mom stance, arms crossed, face seething..

scary.

"If you won't tell Vax, you better tell me now."

Now, mind you, it was like.. 2am.. and you tried sneaking back in because you didn't have time for a outfit change.. so you did in fact look very incriminating with a knife in your hand, drenched in blood.

You have no clue to get out of it, so you fake cry xx

You drop your knife and start crying into your hands, mumbling.

Vex's face DROPS, and she goes to you and holds you, rocking you in her arms.

"I'm not MAD, I'm just upset you didn't tell me.."

After the little cry, she helps you clean yourself up from them on because OBVIOUSLY what gf wouldn't help.

she was honestly just mad you didn't tell her..

(sorry her's is so short!! I'm like super duper tired rn)

Percy

lmfaooo Percy been knew

the two of you have always just kind of

not talked about it?

of course, you both are aware that the other KNOWS,

it's just Percy wants to make sure he doesn't say something rude to you

he loves u too much xx

He frequently stitches you up, cleans your wounds, and washes your clothes when you come home after killing someone.

Of course, he understands you're very dangerous and skilled, but the fact you're his s/o comes before your large bounty.

"Again? Seriously? You're getting too injured to endure this job." he sighed out to you, frowning at your dampened physical state.

You did not reply, but you looked away, towards a a window opposite of him. You matched his face, frowning.

You flinch back as he applies alcohol to your wound, hissing slightly to your pain.

"Sorry." He mumbled out, and he lifted your shirt more.

He bandages the wound, sealing it so it doesn't become infected. He then pulls off your shirt, and sets it aside to wash later, handing you a new, clean shirt of your own.

he literally loves you so much please assure this boy you'll be fine

[wearepansies]

PJO MUSIC AU PART TWO;

I’ve decided to just use this part to explain the band “Ride Or Die” lol

“Ride or Die” is a punk-rock band consisting of Clarisse, Beckendorf, Silena, Connor, and Travis. They started playing during highschool, but didn’t get famous until their sophomore year at college. A year later, they got a record deal at Lyre Records.

CLARISSE;

-The lead singer.

-Like, she might not be the nicest person ever, but her vocals are FIRE

-Was actually taught to sing to classical music, but when she was 13, she discovered Punk-Rock, and she’s never looked back.

-The red bandana is her brand. Even in fancy parties she’ll somehow have it incorporated into her outfit.

- Has several thirst-traps of her and beckendorf circling around social media.

- Her voice is so growly and shouty, but her vibrato makes it to where-UGH she’s so good.

- Shes currently dating a cameraman named Chris.

- Shes known Silena ever since 4th grade, so they’re really tight knit.

-To the point where all their fans think they’re dating lmao.

BECKENDORF;

- He’s basically the main vocalist too?

-Clarisse and him sing background for each other, and they switch who sings songs all the time.

-Basically the Dóberman of the band

-in the way that he looks super intimidating, but he’s actually so sweet and polite.

-Is dating Silena

-Never had voice lessons until he joined the band.

-It was great before but now it’s BETTER.

- He used to post covers on YouTube that are still floating around. He cringes when it comes on his page lmao.

- His Mom actually helped get them out there, since she owns a relatively popular radio station.

- The only person who’s allowed to pick on his band mates are him.

SILENA;

-Shes the lyricist, but she also serves as the guitarist.

-Shes always written songs-ever since 2nd grade.

-Gets most of the flack online out of all the band members, because she’s very feminine so people are always arguing she seems out of place with the rock regime the band have going on.

-She pays no attention.

-Just to spite them she’ll wear the most girly outfit ever with punk accessories.

-Petty is her middle name btw.

-Learned acoustic guitar from her Uncle, then when she got into rock, switched to electric guitar.

-Nicest, sweetest person you’ll ever meet.

-Every fan who visits her loves her immediately.

-Wears lots of different vintage hairstyles(victory rolls, an updo, fluffy starlet hair etc)

CONNOR;

-Everyone is constantly getting him and his brother mixed up all the time.

-Anyways, he’s the drummer.

-He was the most hyperactive kid ever, so to stop him from going to Paris and back every time he turned around, his Dad gave him a junior drum set when he was eight.

-He’s never looked back since.

- Is the comedian of the group.

- Pulls random people from the crowd to do stupid shit during their concerts.

-LIVES for crowd participation.

-Has a weenie dog named Frank and he always jokes that he’s their unofficial mascot.

- Certified t-shirt cannon dealer. Every show.

- Lightens the mood whenever things get depressing.

-Says the most random, out of pocket shit that has nothing to do with anything in the conversation.

-“What if humans had blinkers?”

TRAVIS;

-the keytarist

-He makes all the special effects for their shows.

-He also deals with the merch because he likes making shit.

-Plays all sorts of practical pranks on his band mates, and the audience.

-The fuck boy of the band sort of? He’s known for getting with lots of people because he’s hot with commitment issues.

-Wears the most explicitly dumb shirts ever.

- Can be sweet at times though.

-For example, he’s the one who suggested the band name, because Clarisse, Silena, Connor, and Beckendorf were his “ride or die” people.

-Has a bird named Mr.Parrot

-Even though it’s not a parrot.

-He’s at home though, because Travis would never DARE to make him go on tour with him. Poor baby would be so crowded.

- Animal enthusiast. He loves any and all critters.

-Before he was in a band, wanted to make an animal shelter chain

[juicefield]

Meyp Skxawng - Neteyam X Avatar!Reader Part 3

A/N: Finally to the meat of the story. I welcome feedback on how I did on the Sully family dynamics! Also, while you're there tell me if you guys are wanting angst or a lighter tone to the writing. Most of the things I say in the fanfic are not cannon, btw. Neteyam is 20, the story is set in High camp, and NO NSFW. Let me know if there are any mistakes I need to fix pls!

You can find the other parts here:

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 4

Although the writing in this fanfiction is my own, I do not claim any  ownership of Avatar, Avatar: The Way of Water, or any of the subsequent medias. All rights go to James Cameron and the producers. 

Synopsis: The dreaded dinner goes both better and worse than you hoped it would. Still, it is nice to spend time with the whole family.

Neteyam X Fem!Avatar!Reader 6.4k 1st person POV

Surprisingly, Lo’ak was right. But hey, even the broken clock is right twice a day. The outfit gives me a camouflage-like effect, shielding me from the curious and pitiful gazes that normally penetrate me as soon as I step outside of the lab. I marvel at my new invisibility cloak as I move through the throngs of people lining up to grab their dinners. I even manage to catch a few smiles from people, most notably a group of smaller children that I pass by, relishing in their laughter as they throw a ball around waiting for their parents to return with dinner. Just as I reach the edge of the thrumming crowd I hear a voice call my name. The voice is a lot deeper than most people I know so I furrow my brows, confused, and turn back to the crowd, searching for who could possibly know my name. Neteyam emerges as a group of people part to make ways for him, bowing their heads in respect as he passes. I notice that he is struggling to carry the food in his hands and run up to offer my assistance, grabbing two bowls and a sack of fruit from his arms after he politely nods. 

“Thank you,” He says, dipping his head in acknowledgement, “Sorry. I had meant to bring a basket but I forgot and didn’t want to turn back. My eyes seem to be larger than my arms today.” He explains bashfully, averting his eyes from mine, almost as if expecting a scolding or teasing. I decide to spare him and just shrug.

“You’re welcome. It’s no problem, I’m happy to help.” I reply smiling at him. As I adjust my bowls to sit more comfortably in my arms I notice him staring at me and really I can't help myself from asking him. “Do these look totally weird on me or something?” I blurt out, giggling awkwardly to dispel my anxiety about the outfit.

“No, no… It looks very nice on you. You just look very natural in it. Like one of our women. I did not expect you to take to it, I know human clothes are much less revealing.” He says, picking up on my worries and reassuring me. 

“Honestly, this is the most comfortable I’ve ever felt outside the lab. Thank you. I was afraid that everyone would be able to tell that I’m a dream walker immediately. Surprisingly, no one has. In fact, I even got a few smiles as I passed people.” I confess, somewhat bashful to be happy about such a simple thing. 

“Yes, probably some of our young men.” He says and my mouth falls open when I turn to him to say something with burning cheeks. Before I have a chance to let my mouth get the better of me I notice the amusement in his face and I realize that he’s just teasing me. 

“Oh my God. Are you gonna be just like Lo’ak? I cannot handle two of him, I love him but no way.” I cry at him, and nudge him playfully with the arm closest to him. He just laughs and shrugs noncommittally while I stick my tongue out at him. At this point we have almost made it to the entrance of the Sully residence but we hear a rather loud commotion inside and he motions to stop walking and fall in behind him.

“Should I come back another night if that's better… Honestly I’m scared to go in.” I whisper, just loud enough for him to hear me. He shakes his head and I can see him lean forward to try and make out what his family is yelling about. I admire the way his ears swivel forward and the way his back muscles flex from leaning forward, straining his neck to listen.

“No, I am pretty sure it is just Lo’ak and Tuk fighting. As always. You would think that a twenty year old and a thirteen year old wouldn’t have things to argue about, but Lo’ak is thirteen mentally.” He says rolling his eyes at the chaos heard inside. I can’t help but laugh and agree. I have been in the middle of more arguments between those two than between Kiri and Lo’ak, despite the latter pair actually being the same age they argue much less. Neteyam motions me to follow him and I do as instructed. We make our way into the marui. Inside a chaotic scene unfolds before us. I can see a very perturbed Tuk yanking a handful of Lo’ak’s braids, her mouth open as she yells something about her last yovo fruit and his tongue being stained purple(?). At least that’s all I have a chance to make out with the other chatter going on in the room. Kiri is between them, gripping onto Tuk’s arm in an attempt to separate the two. She says something about how this is stupid. Jake and Neytiri are off to the side, also yelling, but neither of them can beat the monster of sound that is Tuk. She’s screeching louder than a banshee, so loud in fact that it would make more sense if Lo’ak had tried to murder her.

Fortunately for Jake and Neytiri, Tuk immediately drops his braids and lets go of the silly fight as soon as she sees me behind Neteyam. Dramatically she screeches my name and practically jumps on me. She squeezes the life out of me while she hugs me, barely reaching up to my chest in this form. I feel the warm saccharine of nostalgia sweep over me. Tuk had been the only person in my life that I had ever been taller than, and I can’t help the memory rushing through me of the last time she had been this size compared to me. She had been so young, only the tender age of five when she reached my height at the age of twelve. 

“Taw! Taw, you look so pretty, why are you with Nete, your hair…” She uses the mother language, talking way too fast for me to keep up with everything she says. Once she finally calms down I thank her and ask her how she knew it was me. 

“Because Nete doesn’t know any girls. And Lo’ak told me you have a new body. Just like Daddy!” She exclaims, much to the chagrin of Neteyam who is now beside me.

“Tuktirey, that is enough.” Neytiri scolds her, causing her to quickly scramble off of me. Tuk begrudgingly apologizes to her mother. After sending Tuk a death glare she turns her gaze onto me. Have you ever been spotted by a thanator? I haven’t but I would wager that it feels pretty similar to Neytiri’s eyes piercing through me at this moment. I can practically feel her eyes scratching my skin as they roam over my body, her eyes lingering on my clothing, the bowls and braided bag of fruit in my hands, and lastly my face. I feel her passing innumerable judgments while her eyes look between me and Neteyam, which makes me take a step to the side to get a little further away from him. Feeling like a germ under the microscope I hesitantly take a step towards her and bow my head. 

“Tsakarem Neytiri te Tskaha Mo’at’ite I greet you and thank you for welcoming me into your home and clan for the night. It is an honor to finally meet the legendary mate of Toruk Makto.” I greet her as respectfully as I can, maybe even piling it on a bit too much. I had decided before I left that I would greet her formally in English, worried that if I used the traditional greeting of ‘I see you’ paired with its hand gesture that she would be offended. I also just didn’t want her to hear my less than perfect rendition in Na’vi. She clicks her tongue and looks at Jake, who just smiles softly and nods at her. It’s obvious that he is speaking to her through his actions, almost like he is urging her to greet me back and treat me with sympathy.

“Hmm… Well, you seem to at least have manners, unlike my useless children.” She seems to approve finally while hissing the last part in the direction of Tuk and Lo’ak who since have resumed their bickering silently through looks and rude hand gestures. Looking like two children caught with their hands in the cookie jar they step back from one another. While Neytiri and Jake scold their children another presence comes into the marui behind me and Neteyam. I turn around to be greeted by the sight of Mo’at, mother of Neytiri and current Tsahik of the Omaticayans. She only raises her eyebrows (at least, where they would be) at both of us before we step aside to let her through. 

“Mother, this is the human child that has befriended our youngest three. The one that stays with the scientists.” Jake says, introducing me.

“I thought it was a boy? And not a dream walker?” Mo’at responds, tilting her head as she scans me up and down. While her eyes hold a little less aggression, they are no less intimidating than those of Neytiri. In fact, they might be even scarier if set upon me with anger in them. 

“For the last time, Grandma, that is Spider. She is (Y/N), the one that doesn’t leave the lab.” Kiri answers, mildly annoyed that her grandmother doesn’t remember me, despite how much the three of them talked about me. Mo’at hums in response, and I take her silence as a chance to greet her. 

“Tsahik Mo’at te Poatzua Kakxa’ite, I greet you. My name is (Y/N) and I thank you for your graciousness as you accept me as a guest for tonight.” I use the same greeting as Neytiri but I can’t help being even more formal. After all, Neytiri gets her fierce disposition from her mother. My head is bowed when she hums her approval at me. 

“Come, child. Please, sit the food down here.” Mo’at instructs me as she points at a low table sort of structure in the center of the room. Around it sits eight mats, two are at the head of the table and I assume they are for Jake and Neytiri as the heads of the house, on either side sits three mats. While I help Mo’at position all the bowls, Tuk and Lo’ak are still bickering, just about a completely different topic which I can’t care to listen to, and Jake and Neytiri seem to be in quite the heated discussion through hushed whispers. Neteyam and Kiri are talking about some sort of training that Kiri is going through. I get distracted watching the family interact and Mo’at asks me what’s wrong.

“Nothing is wrong, it’s just really nice to see a big family together like this. Me and Spider may be a sort of siblings but we don’t have this. This is really… special.” I say wistfully. 

“Yes. Family is the most precious thing in this world and the next.” She agrees, but I can see the faint pity behind her words. The same kind that always hides in depths of the voices of others when I mention my life, and it's many deficiencies.

“Your grandchildren may be the closest thing I have to a family besides Norm and Max.” I admit, helping Mo’at set up the table after Neteyam delivers his portion of the goods.

“The scientists, eh? That is funny, you do not act like them.” Mo’at observes, lowering onto her mat and patting the spot next to her, prompting me to sit down. 

“What do you mean?” I ask, confused by what she means. Perhaps she means that I am not as smart as them? That is to be sure with the lack of any type of formal education on Pandora.

“You do not feel like you are out of place like they do. When they are here, it feels like a thorn in my mind and I am unable to think clearly. They are kind, but they are too different because they cannot see. You are different too, but not like they are.” Mo’at concludes, meanwhile everyone finally sits down to eat which prevents me from asking any clarifying questions. Great. That’s definitely not going to keep me up at night. Surprisingly, Neteyam lowers down onto the seat beside me and I send a look to Kiri in silent question. 

“Tuk and Lo’ak were arguing about who will sit next to you. Neteyam compromised for them.” She explains, jerking her head towards them. I look over to Neteyam and offer a somewhat awkward smile, which he promptly returns. Neytiri gathers everyone's attention and says a prayer to Eywa in thanks for the food and the members that helped to make it before everyone starts eating. 

“Oh yeah, (Y/N) here’s a sra. I almost forgot.” Lo’ak says reaching out to offer me a cloth to wipe my hands on between dishes, despite already having a mouth full of some orange vegetable. Excitedly, I hold up the cloth I brought with me.

“Actually, I brought one that I weaved myself. It's a little too pretty to use as a sra, but I wanted to have my own.” When I finish explaining, Neytiri snatches the cloth from me pulling a huff of surprise from my lips, surprising me with her swiftness.

“You weaved this? These are sacred techniques. Passed on from the ancestors…” She says sternly, but before I can apologize she continues on. “Still, you did very well. While I am upset that you have been taught this, you do show promise in weaving.” She reasoned, thankfully dropping the topic without much issue before offering the cloth back to me.

“Yes. Good job (Y/N). It looks like it could have been made by Kiri.” Jake agrees with her, his mouth full of a bite of fruit. Neytiri shoots him a look that says ‘stop talking with your mouth full skxawng’ and he gulps down the food stiffly, feeling silly at being caught behaving childishly by his mate. Smiling and shaking my head at them I turn my attention to the food. I can’t decide what to try first so I just reach for the same type fruit that Jake is eating. As I bite into the juicy fruit I try not to practically moan as the glorious juices run down my face. It was about a thousand times better than any freeze dried fruit available in the lab, or any of the puny runts we manage to actually grow in the Pandoran soil. Looking around and seeing that everyone else seems to be talking to someone I turn to Neteyam beside me as I wipe my mouth with my sra. 

“What kind of fruit is this? It’s soooo good.” I ask him after swallowing the delicious mouthful of fruit. 

“That is utumauti. In English it is known as banana fruit, I believe. Utumauti is a rare fruit, hard to get. It grows at the top of the canopy, so you must wait for them to fall, or ride an Ikran to get to them. Today I found a tree with enough for everybody. I was very lucky today to find enough for us.” He explains while I listen intently.

“Thank you. For getting them and for explaining to me. I have read about them before, but I did not know what they looked like.”

“You have read about them?” He asks, obviously surprised at how much I seem to know about Na’vi culture. 

“Yes, the scientist left behind a whole database on Pandora’s many plants. There are pictures of most plants, but since utumauti is rare there were no pictures… I have always been interested in the tìhawnuwll after I watched your father talk about them in his first video log after his first time in his new body. It led to me reading about it, which led to me reading about a large variety of the plant life here. Pandora’s plants have evolved, they’re amazing. Before we came here we had never seen plants with consciousness…”  I blabber to him as I take small bites of stewed meat. The spices are foreign, slightly spicy and earthy, but not overwhelmingly so, which makes the tender juicy flesh one of the most delicious meats I have ever tried. Not that that is very difficult to achieve when the only meat you have ever had is the freeze dried stuff which you have to drown in a million spices or sauces to be anywhere close to good. 

“Ah, I am sorry to tell you but it is not yet the season for the tìhawnuwll. They are harvested during the wet season. When it is time I will bring you some, yeah?” He offers kindly, once I finish my spiel on zooplantae and their many fascinating qualities.

“I would really appreciate it. And sorry for talking so much, I don't get many chances to talk about my fascination.” I say while an appreciative smile spreads across my face at the promise. Neteyam offers me back one of his own and I marvel at how he looks when he’s so close. Many people would say that he looks like his father but I have to disagree. While Neteyam has the large build and height of his father, he has the delicate beauty of his mother. His eyes are just as piercing and clear, but burdened by responsibility. Maybe that is why everyone says he looks just like Jake? There is an intensity to them that I find entirely unexpected, like I am gazing into the eyes of an Ikran. So innocent yet so wild. It excites me, and I avert my eyes when it starts to feel too intense. As much as I would love to keep conversing with Neteyam, I feel I don't know him well enough to keep a conversation with him. I opt to rope Kiri into the fray, who has just finished her conversation about some root or tubercule with Mo’at instead of facing my stunted social skills. 

“So, Kiri, what is your favorite fruit?” I ask to distract Neteyam, who is still staring at me. Which, as far as I know, may be a completely normal thing for Na’vi to do to someone they just met.  After all, my sample size is only his other three siblings and I highly doubt that they’re the best examples of the average Omaticayan. It was really starting to unnerve me, though. Kiri turns to us and gives a strange look to Neteyam, who must have just now noticed his staring as he hastily turns away back to the food. I try to figure out what he’s thinking with a spare look his way, but he gives nothing away on his face.

“The fruit of the melon tree makes the most delicious juice, and the flesh is best on a hot day.” She answers, but still narrows her eyes, squinting at her brother in suspicion. He looks up from his food and and his ears go back, another series of looks and body language that I don’t understand ensues between sister and brother. While I can read Kiri’s side perfectly from a decade of practice, Neteyam is much harder to read. Finally he seems to give up and lets out a scoff,  looking down at his food and she smirks in what I assume to be her victory. I try to contain my chuckle as I bring a small bite of some sort of starchy root in my mouth, but a little goes into my sra as I hurriedly place it over my mouth to laugh at them when I am unable to suppress my giggle. Neteyam ears perk up and he looks back over at me, raising a non existent eyebrow at my laughing. 

“Score one Kiri, Neteyam zero. Am I right?” I say and look over at him mischievously. His mouth drops open a little bit before a look of resignation dawns on his face and he just nods, shrugging nonchalantly.

“More like score three hundred Kiri, Neteyam zero.” Lo’ak interrupts, the snide comment paired with his signature smirk. He turns to me to bask in the glory of his joke, but Neteyam uses the opportunity to flick the shell of a seed at him. It bounces and lands directly on the center of his chest. He falls over dramatically, gasping for breath and pretending to be shot. 

“Baby sis….. You can have my bow. Kiri, you have (Y/N). And bro, you take care of Ti’o’tan. Make sure to feed him twice a day for meeee……” He says, all while gasping for breath before falling backwards and sticking his tongue out. Neteyam only rolls his eyes at his brother's antics. The sound of laughter fills the marui as Kiri and Tuk break into hysterical laughter while Neytiri scolds him and tells him to sit back up. Jake, on the other hand, can't help the small smile that peeks through his lips at his son's silliness. Mo’at simply observes everything with a stoic silence, but I think I see a hint of amusement in her face. 

“So you’re saying you own me?” I ask, using the most serious voice that I can muster. Lo’ak’s eyes shoot open and he sits up with his mouth hanging open. He looks to his father to help him out of the hole he's just dug, stuttering a few syllables as he tries to figure out how to live through the night. Jake just gives him a look and shrugs with a shit eating grin on his face. Jake has lots of experience with saying stupid things that offend his mate before apologizing and placating her, but he offers no help to his poor son. Before he can realize I’m just teasing him and am not at all offended I burst out laughing. 

This gets almost everyone laughing, even a few chuckles from Neytiri and an actually obvious smile from Mo’at. Relishing in the belly chuckle of Jake and the high pitched giggle of Tuk I lift my head in pride at my joke, warmth fills my stomach from the family's laughter. Lo’ak just pouts when he realizes he's been made to be a fool. His ears almost wilt and I prepare to apologize but am interrupted by Neteyam.

“Score one (Y/N).” Neteyam whispers to me from my side, which only causes me to laugh harder. Lo’ak cannot hear what his brother is saying but he still sends Neteyam a look like he has betrayed him, and accuses him of taking my side. Eventually everybody returns to a normal conversation flow before being interrupted by a loud question from Tuk. 

“Wait, why don’t I get TawTaw?” Tuk whines. “I’d take way better care of her than Kiri.” She says and juts out her lip in a childish pout, despite now being thirteen. Tuk often says TawTaw instead of the singular Taw because she once told me she ‘loves me two times more than Kiri and Lo’ak do’.

“Because you are a better hunter than Kiri, so you get my bow.” Lo’ak explains like a dutiful brother, using the same voice he would use when she was a really small child. She takes offense to his tone and they continue to argue about who would be the better guardian to me. Eventually, I have to butt in to stop the squabbling.

“Actually, now that I have my new body, I don't need anyone to take care of me.” I point out, in a pathetic attempt to get them to stop arguing. 

“But you do have your other body still… and now it's unprotected.” Kiri notes, and I can see the spark in her eyes that means she’s up to no good.

 I look over at her with a deadpan expression, mouthing ‘why would you say that’ as another round of bickering ensues between Tuk and Lo’ak. Kiri pipes up occasionally to defend herself from Tuk’s biting character assassination. Eventually I just give up and leave them to their heated discussion. At this point all the food has been eaten and the family is just conversing with each other. I sit in the noise and let it seep into my bones. It feels nice to bask in the ambiance of a larger family, easy to just sit back and observe that way they interact. Easy to just lose myself in the pleasant noise. Silent had been a long time companion, but I find noise to be more calming. I notice Neteyam turns to me and opens his mouth to say something before he closes it and looks away a couple times. On the third I say something before he can back out of a conversation, again. 

“You know I don’t bite, right?” I ask with a teasing lilt in my voice. I seem to catch him by surprise yet again and when he looks down at his food I can see a flush appear in the pink part of his ears. I can’t help but let out a laugh at his sheepish face. He is so easy to read right now that I just can’t help it when my shoulders shake slightly from laughter, tail bumping into his as it swings back and forth. The slight contact seems to knock him out of his stupor and I can see him take a moment to steel himself before looking me in the eye, like one would before eyeing an animal stalking them. 

“You are a strange woman. A lot more bold than I expected.” He murmurs, holding our eye contact with me for a second longer than I expect, only parting our eyes when Kiri suddenly clears her throat. Again with that eye contact. I think I will see those eyes in my dreams, with their intensity. My eyes flit to Kiri’s face and the look on her face is pure bewilderment. I can almost hear her saying ‘(Y/N), what are you two doing?’. She juts her chin out fiercely and quickly raises her eyebrows to punctuate her silent question. I simply avert my eyes and childishly refuse to say anything or give anything away through my face. I know if I look at her she would be able to see how flustered he had made me. Instead I look around at everyone around the table except her and Neteyam, pausing to observe each member briefly.

Thank you Eywah. The silent prayer slips through my lips when I notice that despite dinner being finished, everyone is still talking to one another and the only one that has noticed the interaction between me and Neteyam is Kiri. Mostly, I am glad that Lo’ak and Jake are in some sort of semi-heated discussion, keeping Lo’ak’s attention off of me. If he had seen that there is no doubt in my mind he would have said something horrendously embarrassing. Not even necessarily on purpose, not to spite me or our promise, he simply has a big mouth. 

Another reason that me and Lo’ak get along, he might have a big mouth but I am not afraid of dishing back to him what he dishes out to me. Although Lo’ak is known as the least responsible Sulli, he still is respected as he is after all the chief’s son. Many in the clan would not dream of speaking to him as I do, but honestly, I think he likes it.

After a few more minutes of awkwardly avoiding eye contact with Kiri, while Neteyam avoids eye contact with me, the conversations around us peter out and Tuk uses it as an excuse to ask me to play a game. She explains that it uses stones and a wooden slab with small circular indentations in it. She explains the game and how to strategize with childish zeal, and I can’t help the warm feeling that creeps onto my face via smile as I watch her. Jake and Neytiri excuse themselves for a moment away outside, away from the kids. Mo’at retreats back to the healer's marui to do some work on a young boy that had recently been severely injured from an attack by a hammerhead or 'angtsìk when he went out on his first hunting trip outside of the zone considered safe by the clan. While Kiri and Lo’ak had moved closer to me and Tuk to observe our game, Neteyam  hurriedly offered to help out his grandmother saying something about how he knows the poor young boy. But he is obviously still avoiding my gaze when he leaves, trailing behind the healer dutifully. Tuk steals the first two games from me with ease as I try to grasp the subtleties of the game before I narrowly win the third. I suspect Tuk had let me win, though, because when I try to play Lo’ak I end up losing spectacularly to him. 

Eventually Jake and Neytiri return to the marui a few minutes before eclipse starts to fall and they wish me a goodnight when I tell the family that I need to leave once I realize what time it is. Tuk is practically begging me to stay the night and pouts when I gently explain that I can’t because I need to feed and shower my other body before I can sleep, and I wouldn't even really be spending the night. She finally relents, but only after I promise to come visit again tomorrow. I make my escape before Kiri can catch up with me on the way out. I’m only spared because her dad calls out to her as she turns to follow me, asking some questions about her chores the following day. 

When I arrive at the lab Norm and Max are waiting up to ‘scold’ me for being out so late, which isn’t really a scolding at all. Both Norm and Max have always been unable to really get mad at me, not that I usually even had a chance to do something to upset them. Usually they were too busy worrying about Spider or some bigger problem like food to worry about my small rebellions as a child. 

“(Y/N), you can’t stay out this long. It’s safe in camp but you need to give yourself more time to take care of your body.” Max starts up as soon as I open the second steel door to the lab entrance. Before I have the chance to apologize, Norm cuts in, like the worrywart he is. 

“(Y/N), he’s serious. We saw what happened to Jake’s human body all those years ago. We just don’t want you to fall into that same hole he did, not taking care of your original body.” Norm frets, while physically inspecting me to make sure that I was okay. Which I can admit is understandable because he knows how hard it is to survive a Sulli dinner. 

“Yes, Norm, I know.” I say, punctuating my annoyance with a roll of my eyes. They’re acting like I didn’t grow up watching those videos, like I don’t know the issues of not taking care of my much smaller body. I’d watched Jake Sully waste away enough times to know that I need to take care of myself. My action only causes Norm to huff and turn me towards him with hands on both of my shoulders, looking into my eyes with the intensity of a thousand suns. God, he's so dramatic. 

“I’m serious, (Y/N)! If I have to see you go through that it would break my heart. Eating, showering, and exercising is important. Especially with your… condition, sweetheart.” He says with such a sincere worry in his eyes that my shoulders drop from their tense defensive position and I sigh.

“I know Norm. I promise you, I will take care of both of my bodies.” I assure him, sealing the promise by offering up my much larger pinky finger for him to take. Norm grasps my finger with his and gives it a couple shakes. When I turn to go I’m stopped by Max standing directly behind me with his own finger outstretched so I have  to promise him as well. A smile of amusement sneaks onto my face but I simply shake it off and grasp his pinky in mine. Once I promise to also be more punctual from now on, Max shows me out through the backdoor to  the hammock that they set up for me while I was gone. Norm goes back inside to heat up my dinner from earlier for me while Max gives me the instructions on how to transfer back. I lay back on the hammock at his command, adjusting my tail and kuru to get into a comfortable position. He instructs me to basically fall asleep, or sort of like meditate, until I awaken in the other body. 

“Breathe, clear your mind and try to let go of any thoughts. If you have trouble again you can breathe in and out and count backward from twenty like before.” He advises from my right side before leaving me to give me some quiet to help me come back. Luckily, I don’t have as many issues getting back into my body as I did leaving it. It was a lot easier than the first time now that I knew what to expect. It only takes a couple of minutes to fall ‘asleep’, my body is fairly relaxed from the food and tired from running around with Kiri and Lo’ak. I am lulled to sleep by the sounds of the cave, and the sounds of the few Na’vi still up scurrying around to get ready for sleeping hours. I even imagine what they are doing. Maybe a young couple trying to meet up in the quiet of the night. Or perhaps an older couple is helping each other as they set out a large tapestry to dry. A young tween refuses to go to bed, despite the scolding he will receive from his mother in the morning after he’s spent the whole night carving a totem for his best friend. Spider finally making his way back home from whatever he had been doing all day, and I swear I even heard the door of the building next to the lab open. Spider tends to stay there these days. He used to live with me and the boys, until he ‘moved out’ when he turned eighteen. He’s a lot less appreciative of Max and Norms' smothering style of parenting than I am. These pictures lull me into a sense of peace and before I know it I wake with a start in my body again.

My eyes snap open and I can see the lights inside the machine before any of my other senses care to grace me. Immediately I can feel that my feet are both asleep, and my calves are cramping up from the confined space. Slowly the chorus beeps of the many machines invades my ears. I hear Max say something from the outside before the lid is lifted by internal hydraulics. The flood of lights that hits my dilated pupils causes a physical head rush that prompts me to try to reach my hand up to block it, but my hand is blocked by the wire cage surrounding me.

“How you doing, kiddo?” Max calls to me from the pedestal displaying my brain waves, which told him I was back in the body. Norm is already removing the wire cage for me and I simply give him a thumbs up. The only thing I could actually concentrate on was the pain returning to my legs, especially sore from a day of complete inactivity in the tube. I pull my legs over the side to try to let the blood flow back to them as Norm bombards me with many, many questions from how the dinner went to what Neytiri’s reaction was. I wave him off and ask him to give me a minute before I explain what happened. Norm nods and goes to grab my food while Max helps me down onto a chair they placed beside the neural link bed for me. I thank them both and while I eat I explain everything, well everything except my strange final interaction with Neteyam. I did not need Norm and Max teasing me about scaring him off. Plus, I’m not sure whether I am ready to admit how intensely his eyes had affected me. I admit, I may have overstepped my bounds with the Chief’s son. Which is not… good. I resolve myself to make up for it and to try to be a bit less mouthy, but it’s a little hard to know how much is too much when you’ve only socialized with around twenty people in the entirety of your life. Maybe I came on a little strong, so I'll try to be more respectful and a little less brash. Everyone else in my life is so used to my dry and sarcastic nature that I rarely offend them, but I’ve been told I’m a bit blunt. 

Finally after a long ‘talk’, more like lecture, Norm and Max finally set me free, but not before they had me walk a bit and do some exercises to keep my legs strong. A couple easy stretches and a few laps around the lab with a promise to do more from now on was needed before I was able to lay down. The aching in my bones felt twice as strong, I had almost gotten used to not feeling the constant dull ache below my flesh. What a wonderful reminder! I need to understand that this blessing is double edged. I am now free to be able to accomplish things physically, but is it physical fulfillment I seek? Will this new body bring me the fulfillment I need? Or will it only remind me how human I really am. A part of me fears it will only serve to make my other deficiencies all the more obvious. 

No. I cannot let myself ruin this opportunity with my fears, all I have ever done was listen to them. Now I must have courage, and stand tall despite the fear in my heart. I have to find it within myself to carve out a place on this planet, a way to stake a future in the dangerous Pandoran forest. A way to finally become who I was born to be.

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Its real skyrim hours boys! Welcome to a fic based on this post I made a while back. Hope y'all enjoy

5 notes - Posted September 5, 2022

#4

HAPPY TRANS VISIBILITY DAY Y'ALL

Hi! As a trans man myself I am very excited so have this slightly rushed Fa'jan! She is a trans woman which is something I've mentioned before in a previous pride flag post, and I really love her for it. I added her other pride flags too bc I could (pan and poly).

6 notes - Posted March 31, 2022

#3

Fa'jan as Sheogorath doodles

I wanted to give her her own outfit for being Sheo n I mostly just ended up fucking around ahdjsknehwwhdk

This is the character from my fic "Walls" btw

8 notes - Posted February 25, 2022

#2

This has probably been said before and written about before but the tragedy of Miraak and the Last Dragon Born being alive at the same time and therefore Miraak being the only one currently alive that could possibly understand exactly how LBD is feeling and thinking but they don't get a chance in cannon to really talk to each other. LBD could have incredibly interesting dialog with him about their similarities but Miraak can't leave if he doesn't kill them and they can't allow him to enslave the world they have been ordained by the gods to protect. By all means they should have been allowed to be on the same side but once again the characters that are by all rights demi gods are still just playthings to higher beings. And that's one thing both of them hate and if you live long enough you will start trying to find ways to change it.

On the flip side its interesting to imagine LBD being violently opposed to Miraaks ideology, they have similar situations but LBD has found joy and love and created a life and family of their own in Tamriel, imagine a dragon born that loves Tamriel and the people in it with all their heart and even if there wasn't a prophecy or a magic blood thing they still would have tried to save this world with the same ferocity anyway. Even LBDs who are immoral to their core, ones that chose to be violent assasins and thieves and split their soul into a thousand pieces, have people they want to protect. If that means killing Alduin, so be it, if that means battling the only other person who will ever understand them, then they'll do it.

Miraak didn't have that i dont think. And therefore it doesn't matter what happens to the world, he want to be free of shackles hes had since before he was even born. Maybe the Last Dragon born really tries to help him, maybe they try to show compassion and get him out, but it ends up being for nothing, hes killed anyway. They couldn't save him. They leave and end up back where they had been reading the final book. Devastated in every sense of the word and all they can do is look to whoever accompanied them and break down.

87 notes - Posted July 23, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Weird headcannons about lycanthropy no one asked for.

Mostly about lycanthropy and the weirdness that comes with being a werewolf, its more than likely slightly lore-unfriendly but these are for fun so who cares.

-lets start with the obvious, they got some weird wolf and dog mannerisms, eat more meat than usual, they growl instinctively at people they get a bad vibe from, that sort of thing.

-theres also some things that carry over into their non-beast form, sharper teeth, better hearing and scent, the companions (at least in the circle) can probably hear Heimskr right outside their place all the time and are on the verge of snapping

-i imagine they're a bit more hairy than most, which is like, a bit more common, but Kahjit probably get more wild and faster growing fur, argonians grow more feathery type stuff, and non-beast races just in general more hairy

-folks with beast blood are always just much stronger than they look, like even if they look skinnier they still are much stronger than they have any right to be

-they don't get cold as easy, and Kahjit lycanthropes can feel almost too hot even when its chilly sometimes.

-werewolf blood tastes bad to vampires, like flat out, it tastes sour or like rotten meat

-kahjit and argonian werewolves are SO weird though, the mannerisms of kahjit get super thrown into whack because on one hand the tail moving COULD be bad, but then again, it could be they're just excited, the hearing is a huge issue too

-argonians lycanthrope forms being more feathery and still retaining their horns (maybe they become a bit more gnarled with it)

-lycanthrope nightmares are way more vivid than the nightmares of others, and what happens in them is extremely varied from person to person and its tough for them to tell if it was real or not at first, some get used to it, some don't.

-when the dragonborn is a werewolf its their roar that throws people off most, it is way louder than it has any right to be, even the companions are a little taken aback by it at first, on the bright side its much more effective at striking fear into people

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Bio: Kazuichi Yami

Ruler of the Dark Forces! Swordsman of Hell! Bringer of Oblivion! ...Or so he claims.

DOB: 8/8

Height: 180 cm; Appx. 5 ft. 11 in.

Stand User?: Unknown

Relationships:

- Friends: Theo, Vae-Nomi

- Acquaintances: His students in class 1-A, his fellow teachers

- Family: Unknown

Likes: Cats, the dark arts, bright blues and greens, dark reds and purples, black, swords, black licorice, wearing face masks, being cool, naming things, blackberries

Dislikes: Those who doubt his abilities, bad parents, people who are mean to animals, spicy foods, strawberries and strawberry flavored things

Other info: To be added

[theonetheycallhannah]

The Treatment of Captain Syverson-Chapter Five:Sensory Integration 1

Pairing: Captain “Sy” Syverson x OFC (Shane Benton)

Summary: A Friday full of teasing for Shane ends in a steak dinner with a blue-eyed beefcake. If you don’t finish this chapter hungry for one or the other, if not both, I haven’t done my job! Lol! (For inspo on Sy’s date outfit, think back to that one Men’s Health photoshoot Hen did and just imagine his hair shorter. That’s what I did. lol!) 

Click me to catch up on the story and other stuff by Hannah!

Word Count: 4k (This date got away from me! Lol! And it’s only half over!)

Warnings: Mostly this is utter fluffy fluff, but I’m gonna put the following warnings on, anyway. Language, mature themes, alcohol consumption, borderline food worship (Shane may have a problem, I definitely do! Lol!) Also, pretty much every Sy fic I’ve read says that his given name is Logan, so...should his given name be used henceforth, that’s what I’m going with because it seems the most cannon and I like it and if it’s good enough for Wolverine...

Author’s Note: So, guys, this is crazy. First off, the reaction and love Sy and Shane’s story has been getting has taken me completely off guard and utterly made my day/week. (I’m serious. Every note makes my heart do a happy dance. A like, a reblog, a comment. It all means the world to me. Thank you for your feedback and for sharing this story.) Second, YOUR FEEDBACK MATTERS TO ME! Because initially, idk what I was thinking. I was going to skim over their first date and like…not write it…and I kept getting notes as I worked on further chapters to the tune of “can’t wait for this date!” and I thought…hmm…well, the date must be written! So, here it is, the first half-ish, of Shane and Sy’s first date. I hope it’s all you were expecting…or at least half of all you were expecting! Lol! More to come in part two of Sens Integ! (BTW, fun fact, these chapter titles are all named after treatments that therapists actually use on their patients sometimes! Lol!)

Disclaimer: Unfortunately for me, Henry is not mine, le sigh, and all mention of him, his characters, any characters from his films, or his precious doggy, Kal, are strictly for transformative and recreational use. I neither ask for, nor accept payment for the work I post on Tumblr or AO3. Unbeta’d because this is for fun and escapism.

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Friday morning. She was up with the sun. And a bit before, really. Today was the day. Her first date with Sy. She’d taken extra care in the shower, less clumsy, thank God! She shaved her legs because she had chosen to wear a knee-length blue dress with a scoop neck and cap sleeves in wrinkle-proof Jersey knit since it would be in her tote bag all day. She was not shaving because she thought anything would happen tonight with Sy. She didn’t think she was ready.

That is, she was ready, but, only physically. Emotionally, mentally, she would need to prepare for him a bit longer before taking him as a lover. She hoped he was on the same page.

He had an appointment in the early afternoon. He greeted her with his warm “Hello, sunshine.” Following it up by telling her how pretty she looked today, causing blush to burn in her cheeks. She’d reciprocated, even though he was in his typical tee and shorts look. It was still true. They got on their usual bikes to warm up for about 15 minutes, and then took to the leg press to try to advance his strengthening.

“I’m really proud of your progress! You wouldn’t have been able to do this much weight two weeks ago!” She encouraged him.

“Yeah?”

“Absolutely. Now, we are going to do some drills next. Simple ones, but they aren’t going to be fun for you. I’ve chosen to do them on your last day of the week for a reason. You may be sore. Ice and whatever you take OTC if you must. Ibuprofen or acetaminophen. But try the ice first. It shouldn’t be too bad.”

“Okay.” He conceded, dejected.

“Stretching afterward.” She promised.

“Okay!” He pepped up. She knew he just loved an excuse to have her hands on him.

Later, as he lay on the mat, sweaty from the exertion of the drills, with her up there with him having to use her whole body to leverage the proper stretch out of his hip flexors, she felt the heavy weight of his gaze. She tried to look anywhere but those sapphire eyes below her. They were too vulnerable. She couldn’t handle that right now. Not here.

“Shane?” Dammit, he was gonna make her.

“Hmm?” She looked down at him, smile meeting smile.

“I just…” he couldn’t seem to get out the words. But she thought she understood what he was feeling.

“I know, Sy. I know.” She gently patted his outer thigh where she had been bracing her hand for the stretch, and let his leg back down, while dismounting the mat, as well.

“Well, that’s about the hour. Any questions before I let you go?”

“Are you as excited for tonight as I am?” He asked. She chuckled. She couldn’t imagine him being more excited than she was!

“Yes! Hehe! But I still kinda meant about therapy, Sy.”

“Oh, right. Are you excited to finish up with your therapy patients at therapy today so I can pick you up from the therapy clinic and take you on our date?”

“Just because you say therapy 20 times doesn’t make it about therapy.” She laughed.

“Okay, I do have a question for you, since I’m here.”

“Shoot.” She encouraged.

He stood and held her face, taking it into a kiss so devastatingly and painfully tender, she could not process what to do next. She was leaning toward fainting. But then tackling him onto the mat again seemed an attractive option. She settled for placing her hands on his waist, ready to control the situation as need arose. But after a brief moment of slight deepening, he broke away, still holding her face in his large strong hands.

“Ahem. That’s a good question. Why don’t I have you a reply later this evening?”

“Sounds good to me, sunshine.” He grinned widely, and waved a quiet goodby to her.

She walked to the doorway of the small room to watch him walk out…his gait still uneven from his injury but improving enough that she could tell he once took very…confident strides. She could almost picture it. She sighed, forgetting herself for a moment until Anita came up behind her walking her elderly patient with a gait belt and front wheeled walker.

"Is that a bit of drool on your chin, Shane?" she said quietly, but still startling the younger therapist from her reverie.

"Oh, uh, hey." she checked her chin, absentmindedly, late in getting the joke, and rolled her eyes. "Funny, Nita. Do you need anything?"

"Nope, Gladys and I are just headed to the gym for a few minutes on the NuStep to round out her treatment." Nita grinned at Shane.

"Who was that handsome young man that just left, Shane?" Gladys asked her, as women of her…demographic tended to do.

"He's just one of our patient's Miss Gladys. But I can't tell you his name. It's against the privacy policy." She explained.

"Oh, okay. Well, if I was a few years younger, I'd let ya give him MY name…and my telephone number." she smirked with pride in herself. All three ladies giggled.

"I'm pretty sure he's spoken for, Gladys." Anita broke the news to her randy patient, smirking at her coworker.

"Shame! Well, that's one lucky young lady!" Gladys hobbled on with the walker as Anita cued her not to let the device get too far ahead of her feet. Shane was beet red from the whole interaction. At least she wouldn't have to wear blush tonight.

Her day finally finished, notes done, and final communications sent,  the most important (in her opinion, probably not her employer's) message of them all was next. The text to Sy that he could head toward the clinic to pick her up.

She touched up her eye makeup, applied another coat of mascara, and dabbed on some of her favorite lipstick in a deep red that complimented her skin tone. She also spritzed on a bit of her favorite Armani perfume before slipping on her dress and black ballet flats and sliding on a pair of simple hoop earrings. She'd had her hair pulled up all day in a clip, so it should be pleasantly wavy when she took it down…and with a bit of flipping, shaking out, and finger diffusing, it was.

She looked in the mirror. She was ready.

Was she ready? She examined herself in the full length mirror in the empty locker room at the clinic. The dress and the shoes suddenly seemed all wrong, both together and as individual pieces for the occasion. She looked great, it wasn't that…but…was it right for tonight? Should she cancel? Was she being ridiculous? Clearly she was, as she'd already sent the message telling Sy he could come get her. But the closer she got to being ready to go, the less ready she felt. Those butterflies were suddenly clawing at her esophagus, disrupting the bile in her stomach, and threatening to choke off her air supply. They were no longer pleasantly fluttering. She felt like she had a boot against her windpipe.

She was snapped out of the panic attack when she heard her phone go off. A message from Sy.

Your chariot, m'lady. Should I come in and get ya?

She grinned like a lunatic. How could she have considered calling tonight off?

Nay, m'lord, verily the gates be locked. I shall use the rear exit and meet thee around yonder forsooth.

Wow, you ran with that one. *laughing in tears emoji*

I have that tendency. Lol. *monocle wearing emoji*

She grabbed her bags, walked out the back door, and tossed the one that wasn't her purse into her vehicle, which was parked nearby and walked around to the front. He was standing on the sidewalk near that edge of the building.

The sun was just setting, and the light from it hit him so bewitchingly that it took away her breath. Not in the frightening way of the panic attack she'd just had, but in the nice way, like right before you surface from a deep dive and you know the sweet relief of oxygen is imminent. She assessed his ensemble with approval. Black books, sleek dark blue jeans, and a sapphire v-neck polo that even in the low light of near dusk made his blue eyes dance with vibrant intensity against his fading tan. His hair was starting to grow out ever so slightly, but it was still very close cropped. His beard, she could tell, had been finely groomed, combed, and styled. He looked…well, she'd never looked up the word "handsome" in the dictionary, but she imagined it would describe the image before her quite succinctly. And alternatively, Sy's image could be used as an illustration in the reference book, itself.

The best part, though, was the look on his face when he saw her.

She felt like he'd never properly looked at her, perhaps. Maybe he wasn't expecting a dress, or loose hair, or red lips. Or maybe it was a combo of the whole Date Shane package he was seeing before him. As his eyes beheld her, he almost looked confused. As if she was a stand-in. Or maybe an alien. Some body-snatcher. Only he wasn't frightened. She was having a hard time working out his expression as she'd really never seen it before, and particularly, never aimed in her direction. He said one word.

"Wow." It was reverent. Not a whisper. But barely a decibel above.

Again, her cheeks required no artificial pigmentation.

"Hey. You look…you certainly scrub up good, mister." she giggled nervously, feeling immensely awkward at her inability to properly compliment the chiseled image of Adonis before her. His every muscle hugged to perfection by the fabric covering it. How did you even begin to tell such perfection how perfect it was?

"You…Shane, I don't remember the last time I saw anyone look so beautiful." he frowned, as if trying to recall, then giving up with a smile, and leaning in to kiss her cheek. He lingered a moment to hug her, hold her as the day faded, breathe her in. She did the same. He was freshly showered and wearing cologne, as he often did, but it rarely hit her so solidly as it did tonight. She loved this scent. Woody, but earthy, with notes of bergamot, a kind of musky scent similar to amber, but more masculine, and something spicy that she loved. The combination exploded like an olfactory fireworks display.

The shirt was an unthinkably soft cotton (blended she thought perhaps with kitten, she could not stop touching it.) and the warmth of him radiated into her as his chest rose and fell over the course of his numerous breaths as they stood there holding each other and enjoying this feast for the senses.

"You ready for supper?" he asked, a faint but distinct rumble from his abdomen indicating that he most certainly was.

"Yes." she smiled up at him as he took her hand in his and led her to his truck. A Ford F150, the same sapphire blue as his shirt and his eyes. She was sensing a pattern, here. It wasn't the newest vehicle, but he had taken immaculate care of it. She felt shame for her own treatment of her Explorer, Bessie, which often functioned as storage shed, trash can, and sometimes, hotel, when she felt like a road trip on a shoestring budget. He walked her to the passenger side, opened the door for her, and helped her in, as the truck sat a bit higher than what she was used to.

"So, I have us a table saved at this great steakhouse just down the road. And then, it's supposed to be a nice night, I thought we could take a walk by the lake?"

It sounded perfect to her. Quiet and simple.

"Amazing. As long as your knee is up for a walk?"

"I've got all weekend to rest before getting tortured again." he smirked at her as he pulled the truck out of the parking lot and on the main road toward the interstate. "B'sides, who better to have with me if I start hurtin' than my PT?"

The emphasis he placed on the possessive pronoun, claiming her as HIS PT sent a delighted shiver through her that she blamed on the AC, which he promptly turned down.

He had his Spotify shuffling Kings of Leon at a low volume as they conversed lightly and pleasantly. Since it was an earlier model, even well equipped as it was, it wasn't quite ready for auxiliary or Bluetooth sound, so he'd bought one of those radio receivers that tune into an unused frequency and connect to your phone or iPod. She'd retrofitted her 2003 Ford Explorer in a similar fashion.

They were both caught a bit off guard when "Sex on Fire" came on, and tried valiantly to keep talking. But it was hard to hear anything but those lyrics. Singing of exhibitionism and dangerous sex acts that were definitely moving violations…and simply the sex being on fire. She was thankful, for once, that this song that she'd always found catchy without paying much attention to the actual lyrics, was now fading into the night as they pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant.

She remembered to wait for him to get the door for her, even though it had been ages since she'd been on a date or had any kind of romance whatsoever. He helped her down from her perch, giving her a gentlemanly moment to adjust her skirt before taking her hand and leading her into the building.

He opened the door and led her in by that lumbar lordosis that made everyone tremble and swoon. She was no exception just because she knew that part of your back was not actually called "the small" and she got perturbed when she heard it referred to as such.

"Welcome to Mark's, how can we help you?" the host greeted warmly.

"Reservation for Syverson." Sy piped up. She was used to being the voice in these situations. She was thankful not to have to for once. It was a small thing, but it was still nice.

"Right this way, folks." he grabbed two large menus, a mid sized one, and a small one, and led them to a cozy but still spacious two-top in a quiet corner of the dining area. The warm light was low and ambient, and there were real kerosene lamps on the tables, which she loved. It had the rustic ambiance of a cabin with all the refinement of any four+ star restaurant she'd ever been to. Not that she'd been to many.

"Here you are, the table you requested, and your menus. Have a look at them, and Katie will be out soon to answer questions and take your orders."

As he walked away, Sy pulled her chair out for her, and aided her sitting. His gentility was so refreshing to her, because it was so sincere and kind, and in no way oppressive or domineering, as some men seemed to use such gestures. Wielding them like a club rather than a feather. She was just used to seeing a certain side of him, teasing and silly as he was in therapy that this side of Captain Syverson, or as she may end up calling him one day, Logan, his given first name, if it pleased him, had taken her off guard.

"Nice place." she approved, looking around at he exposed beams of the ceiling and the iron and copper chandeliers and light fixtures on the wall. She also noticed quite curiously a copy of American Gothic by Grant Wood on one wall and The Kiss by Gustav Klimt on another. Such different styles to be displayed in one room. She really liked it though.

"It's one of my favorites. I try to come in every couple weeks or so." The fact that he liked steak on the regular was definitely a point in his favor. She loved it but rarely went out for it on her own. Eating out alone wasn't so bad, but it was hard to enjoy a steak dinner by one's self.

"What's your favorite cut?"

"Oh, I've tried most of them, and you can't go wrong." He assured her.

They had a crazy selection. Ribeyes, filets, sirloins, prime rib, all seasoned, smoked, topped and wrapped in every way you could imagine…it was like staring at the Netflix menu of steak. And much like she tended to do with Netflix, she relied on a classic favorite. After all, who goes for an obscure choice their first time at a new steak house?

"I'm keeping it simple and going for their prime rib and a baked potato."

"Ah, that's a perfect choice. We're getting some of their lobster mac and cheese to start, though. Unless you're allergic or something?" he added the disclaimer when he saw her eyes widen.

"Not at all, that sounds…"she was thinking "sexual," but decided instead on "heavenly."

Soon, Katie, a peppy, slender young redhead in black jeans she'd been poured into and a white T-shirt she had outgrown some time ago, descended upon their table with gusto.

"Howdy, I'm Katie and I get to take care of you fine folks this evening. What drinks and appetizers can I start y'all off with?"

Sy looked at Shane to prompt her to start.

"Sweet tea?" she half stated, half inquired. Katie nodded and jotted.

"Sure thing! Sir?" she thought her eyes sparkled when she looked at Sy…she couldn't blame her. But…she thought she could take her if she tried anything. She was certain there was a very sharp knife in the black napkin set-up at her right hand.

"Same for me, Katie. And we are also gonna need an order of your lobster mac to start and a bottle of your house cab."

"Fantastic. I'll be right back with the teas and wine after I put in for the lobster mac for ya, and then I'll take your meal order." she smiled brightly. Sy looked at Shane, though, as he replied "Wonderful."

~~~~~~~

Her instincts about the lobster mac and cheese had been spot on. She couldn’t contain her yummy noises of enjoyment which amused Sy to no end. She couldn’t imagine the steak any better.

About that, she had been completely wrong. It was so succulent, tender, and flavorful, she debated on whether or not the provided au jus and horseradish were even needed. They were also too good to resist, though.

Her potato, twice baked to the perfect tenderness had a salt brined skin, and a garlicky butter that just sung with the sour cream and chives. She was in food heaven, and even if that meant she was dead, it was fine.

He’d ordered the same entrée as she had, but took his baked potato…a bit differently.

“You don’t like sour cream?” She asked, nonplussed.

“Nah, I mean, I can eat it, but…it feels weird in my mouth. I prefer the au jus and butter, instead. It’s much more tasty.” He said, waggling his eyebrows.

“I guess I’ll take your word for it.” She laughed.

“You’re welcome to try mine when I get it all doctored you how I like it!”

She did, right from his fork. And he was right about it being so flavorful, but she preferred the mild, creamier texture of her own side with the savory notes of her steak.

They ate and enjoyed each other’s company and conversation.

“Ya know, Sy, I totally had you pegged as a beer man, instead of a wine guy.” She said, as she brought her own glass of the deep red liquid to her mouth and nose, inhaling the bouquet before she took her sip.

“Normally, you’d be right. With a burger, pizza, sometimes tacos or what not, definitely. But I can’t do beer with steak. It’s gotta be wine. Red. And full-bodied.” He held her gaze as he drank from his own glass. Why did he have to look at her like that when he said those kinds of words? Her cheeks were warm from more than the booze.

For desert, they shared a decadent marbled brownie/blondie a la mode. He’d had the idea to slide his chair so he was sharing a corner of the table with her, rather than looking across it at her. Purely so they didn’t have to keep sliding the dessert…not so their knees would brush against one another now and then, or so they could feel the heat radiating from one another’s bodies…but actually, exactly for those reasons.

“Last bite is to you, Sy.” She set her fork down, full to bursting.

“Are you kiddin’? My mama’d tan my hide if she knew I took the last bite from my date.”

“You’re being gallant, actually! Rescuing me from a certain belly ache.” She patted her small but slightly rounded tummy. She did like her food, and was no gym rat, after all. He didn't seemed to mind. Yet.

“How 'bout we share the last bite?” He suggested.

“Technically that’s not physically possible. Becau…”

He interrupted what was going to be an intellectual explanation of why no matter how small you cut up a bite, the remaining bit was still technically one bite, and couldn’t be shared.

“No. Shh. I know you’re smart. You got nothin’ to prove here. I’m gonna cut what’s left in half until I get a bite you’re willing to take. Okay?” She nodded.

He only had to take the fork to it twice before she conceded, also letting him feed her, feigning paralysis from the food coma. She held the fork tightly between her lips, making him work to pull it from her mouth. She looked innocent, but she was an intentional little shit.

“You're so cute when you eat.”

“Said no one ever!” She held her hand over her face.

“You are, though. You enjoy the food. Experience it. It’s like you’re…getting a story from it, or something. Like it’s…almost like it’s entertaining you, I don’t know. It’s just…beautiful.” He leaned his elbow onto the table, supporting his head in his hand as he looked at her.

"Well, sometimes I think I like food a little TOO much for my own good." she lamented, reaching for the cabernet only to have it snatched by her date. He uncorked it and dispensed a generous pour for her, and topped off his own glass, killing the bottle.

"No such thing. Like I said about the wine, full bodied is the way to go. Nothin' wrong with a little cushion." he winked at her. She could not resist finishing a rhyme she'd always heard about the desirability of curvy girls…for the pushin,' and hoped the flush in her cheeks from the wine was enough to disguise the deepening color from the current blush she was feeling thinking of Sy…pushin' her cushions…but something tipped him off to her distraction.

"What's on yer mind, sunshine?"

"I'm wondering if you're prepared to carry me on this walk we're planning, actually." It was possible to think more than one thing, after all. "I don't know how I'll ever even walk again."

"Ah, give it fifteen minutes. Finish up your sweet tea, and by the time we're done with our walk, you'll want an ice cream cone."

"Ha, doubtful." But she was ashamed to admit, ice cream already didn't sound bad. Vanilla…maybe pistachio….no, coffee! In a waffle cone…with fudge drizzle…and almonds…maybe she had a problem.

"You ready to go?" he asked.

She nodded. He flagged down Katie and gave her cash, and what one might call a benevolent tip. They left the warm steakhouse, and entered the breezy late summer evening, the humid air seeming thick with promises.

Up Next: Chapter Six-Sensory Integration 2

[morbidcorvids]

I just read ur halloween fic!! And it's adorable!! Can I also request a prompt? This is their highschool years btw and its about Hizashi, Shouta, Oboro, Nemuri, Kan and Tensei having a halloween party and also having a contest on who could have the best costumes! And the two winners would be going on a date. This was set up by Nemuri, Oboro, Kan and Tensei cause they know that Shouta and Hizashi had been dancing around each other for a few years and they wanted to help. So yeah XD Hizashi goes as Hatsune Miku! Which as he likes to call it, Present Miku! XD

Happy Halloween! I’m sorry this took *forever*, but it became much longer than anticipated. I loved the whole idea of Present Miku! Hope you enjoy!

Sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes!

Title: Present Miku

If only he had put a bit more effort into his costume, his friend Kan wouldn’t have felt as personally offended. 

“You know, you could have at least bought one from the dollar store instead of wearing your black curtains as a cape,” Kan remarked, crossing his arms. 

Shouta shrugged as he sat down next to Oboro, “I wasn’t going to come in a costume, but Nemuri warned me that if I didn’t dress up then she would make a scene on my birthday.” 

“What type of scene?” Oboro asked, getting comfortable on the couch as he opened his tenth candy wrapper for the night. 

“She didn’t specify, but honestly, I‘d rather not know,” Shouta responded, laying back on the couch as he gestured for Oboro to grab him a candy from the bowl. 

Even if it wasn’t his original idea to attend the party, he had to admit, Tensei’s house was pretty impressive. From the moment he stepped onto the front gates, Shouta felt out of place with his cheap cape and DIY fangs. As the gates opened, he could see the massive garden filled with colorful plants and fancy statues. There was even a mini pond with lily pads that ran probably the bluest water Shouta had ever seen. 

As he approached the huge double doors, Tensei was already waiting for him with that flashy smile that captivated everyone in class 1-A. With the best grades in the class, and being a descendant from a family of heroes, it was no wonder he became the president of 1-A. 

When Shouta first arrived at class 1-A after transferring from General Studies, he hadn’t expected such a warm welcome from the president. The one from General Studies displayed a high ego and God complex that was unbearable most of the time. Tensei let Shouta feel included the second he entered his new classroom, and introduced him to Hizashi and Oboro - his current two best friends. 

As Tensei let him inside the house, he was greeted by an ecstatic Nemuri, who was wearing a scantily clad Poison Ivy costume. Already seeing Tensei’s detailed costume of Link from Legend of Zelda and the custom made Poison Ivy outfit from Nemuri made Shouta feel like the odd one out with his poor excuse of a costume. It didn’t help immediately getting berated by Kan for “not putting effort into his Dracula costume”. Though he had to admit; he completely forgot about Kan’s attendance and how...insensitive it would be to come with a poorly done Dracula outfit. Kan’s family, who all have similar quirks that deal with blood, practically venerate the Draculian lore. 

Kan was dressed as a chef, claiming the film Ratatouille inspired him. Shouta just rolled his eyes at the explanation and walked towards the living room. His eyes scanned the enormous living room, finding Oboro sitting down on a couch that probably cost more than his parent’s apartment. 

He currently sat on that same couch, waiting for the last person to arrive. He sighed as Oboro’s white wings hit him in the face again for the fifth time. His friend opted to dress as an angel, and his explanation was even worse than Kan’s. 

“Well, for one, I am an angel. Two, I am really feeling like acting as Cupid today,” Oboro stated, fluttering his eyes as he smiled at Shouta. 

Shouta groaned, “are you sure it isn’t an excuse to use your clouds as a substitute for pants?” 

Oboro cackled as he handed Shouta a piece of chocolate. They began talking with Kan about the scariest experiences they had with the supposed supernatural. Kan was in the middle of explaining the footsteps he used to hear walking back and forth on his apartment’s hallway at 3 in the morning when the lights were suddenly turned off. 

Shouta looked at Oboro in confusion, who stared back at him with the same puzzlement. Rays of lights invaded the room as a certain pop song blared through the speakers. Shouta winced as he covered his ears. The loud music sort of reminded him of someone…

Tensei appeared from the entrance of the living room, looking unfazed. He turned on the microphone he was holding, which let out an unpleasant howling noise. Tensei smiled apologetically, and sighed before using the microphone to speak. 

“People of Halloweentown, get ready for the greatest pop star of our generation. Please receive the wondrous, fantastic, fabulous, talented, and amazing: Present Miku!” 

Nemuri released a giant confetti cannon, which sprinkled all across the room - blinding Shouta. Of course, Shouta thought, Hizashi would be one for dramatic entrances. 

Hizashi suddenly appeared with a microphone on his hands, and began lip-syncing to the song that was still playing from the speakers. Kan leaned towards Shouta and Oboro as he covered his ears. 

“What song is this?!” He yelled, yet Shouta could barely hear him as the song blasted through their ears. Oboro laughed hysterically as he moved to the beat of the song. 

“It’s a Hatsune Miku song!” Oboro replied, “I think it is called ‘Desert Wolf’!” 

“Is it the vocaloid girl he is obsessed about?” Shouta asked. His ears finally adjusted to the loudness that invaded the room. Someone would have believed he was prepared to be bombarded with sound, considering he was friends with Hizashi, the classmate with a Voice quirk. 

Oboro smiled widely. “What do you think?” he said, pointing at Hizashi. 

A long teal hair tied in pigtails adorned Hizashi’s head, falling to his hips. He wore a grey shirt that traced his waist with a black skirt. Shouta’s eyes lingered towards the bottom, where Hizashi posed with thigh high boots. 

Shouta had to admit, Hizashi looked really nice. 

It was clear that out of everyone here, especially Shouta, Hizashi put the most effort into his costume. He even had the clothing piece on his arms glow a color similar to turquoise. His tie had his name ‘Present Miku’ engraved on the top, with small pins of Hatsune Miku attached. 

Shouta caught Nemuri glancing at him, wiggling her eyebrows. He couldn’t help the slight blush that crept on his face as he looked away. 

The song soon ended, and Hizashi bowed, receiving applause from his friends. Oboro and Nemuri clapped loud and sincere, while Shouta and Kan clapped rather unenthusiastically. 

Hizashi proceeded to plop down in between Oboro and Shouta, putting his arms around them as he hugged them tightly. 

“Happy Halloween you two!” He exclaimed, flashing his brightest grin. 

“Took you long enough to arrive,” Shouta grumbled, leaning towards Hizashi’s embrace. He’s used to Hizashi’s shoulder being his personal pillow as he took a quick nap. 

He didn’t notice the way Oboro and Kan exchanged knowing looks to one another. They looked back to Nemuri, who nodded once in agreement. She approached the center of the room - heels clanking loudly. 

“As you know, there was supposed to be a costume contest,” she reminded, looking at Shouta with those disapproving eyes again. 

“The two people who win will get to go on a ‘fake’ date inside that door,” Nemuri explained, pointing her fingers at the closed white double doors at the right side of the room. 

“Tensei decorated it so that it may seem as authentic as possible.” 

“Authentic to what?” Shouta asked with his eyes closed, still leaning on Hizashi. 

“To a date, Shouta,” Nemuri replied with a smug smile, “so let’s start with the first lucky winner!” 

“Why do we need to do this now?” Shouta complained, “and also, don’t you think it is weird to make two people go on a forced date?” 

“Shut up, Shouta,” Nemuri scolded, being one of the few people that isn’t afraid to argue with him. His intimidating look might work on his classmates, but his upperclassmen friend isn’t threatened by those judging eyes. 

“Alright, remember not to vote for yourself!” Nemuri added, “pick a paper and once you write down your pick, just place it on this bowl.” 

She gleefully walked towards Tensei and sat next to him, writing down a name with her personal calligraphy pen. Shouta sighed as Hizashi passed him a piece of paper and pen. Might as well get this over with. 

He stared at the paper for a moment, remembering the details of everyone’s costumes. He didn’t even know why he was analyzing the costumes when he already knew the answer. 

He carefully wrote Hizashi’s name, tracing back the letters as he finished. He rarely got to write his friend’s name, yet it felt so familiar to him. 

He placed his paper into the bowl, and leaned back on the couch as he waited for the last person to cast their vote. Once Kan, the last one to vote, slipped his paper into the bowl, Tensei grabbed it and started counting. 

As they waited, Hizashi was acting as the DJ for the party, though it mostly consisted of Hatsune Miku songs. Shouta stood up once to grab a piece of pigs in a blanket. As he ate the small party appetizer, he sneaked a peek at Hizashi, who was dancing to the music with Nemuri. Shouta never knew Hizashi was talented at moving his hips. His heartbeat began quickening-

“I have counted the votes!” Tensei announced, beaming in front of his friends. 

“The winner is…” he began, and Oboro began tapping the table to mimic drums. 

“Present Miku!” 

Hizashi squealed, jumping up and down with Nemuri. 

“Can’t wait to see who will be my date!” 

“I feel like I know who,” Nemuri answered, looking straight at Shouta as she winked. What was she trying to say?

“Let’s not waste time and pick the second winner!” Nemuri sang, already picking up her piece of paper. 

“Wow, someone is excited,” Shouta joked in his deadpanned time. Nemuri stuck her tongue out at him before handing him another piece of paper. Shouta sighed again, but this time louder than before. 

Hizashi was busy talking to Oboro to notice Shouta next to him. Shouta wasn’t listening to their conversation - too busy thinking on who he would pick. I mean, it isn’t a hard choice. Just pick the second best costume. 

Still, there was something impeding him from writing another name. He knew it was just a stupid date that meant nothing other than a way for his friends to tease the ones that got chosen. 

Whoever got chosen meant they were going on a “date” with Hizashi. Shouta couldn’t explain why he felt an aching in his heart as he thought about it. 

He brushed off his thoughts and wrote Kan as his answer. He didn’t know why he chose Kan, since he was sure everyone would probably pick Tensei. The speedster definitely had the second best costume at the party.

Maybe it was the thought of seeing Hizashi and Tensei having a happy date at the other side of the room that swayed his decision. He knew Hizashi wasn’t interested in Kan, especially after that time Kan told him about the pet tarantula he used to have as a kid. 

Tensei, on the other hand, always seemed to make Hizashi smile with his stories about his baby brother Iida. 

Shouta could never make Hizashi smile the same way. 

Shouta felt someone flick a finger on his forehead, bringing him back to Earth. He turned to see Hizashi smiling fondly at him. 

“Shouta, are you done?” Oboro whined, “I want to know the next winner!”

Shouta hadn’t realized he was the last one left to place his vote. He quickly stood up and dropped his paper into the bowl as he ignored everyone’s stares. 

“Are you ready to know who your date is?” Nemuri teased Hizashi. The blonde man simply raised his thumb in excitement as he jumped up and down his seat. 

Tensei didn’t take long to count votes, considering there were only six of them. Shouta just sat there, wondering how Tensei felt about receiving most of the votes. He knew he wasn’t going to win, so why did he keep feeling this pain on his chest? 

“Guys, the final vote has been determined!” Tensei announced, standing up from his chair. Shouta briefly caught Nemuri giggling with Oboro and Kan giving a nod of approval to Tensei. 

Now that Shouta thought about it - the four had been acting very suspicious throughout the night. 

“And the winner is,” Tensei started, gesturing for Oboro to do his dramatic drums. 

“Dracula!” 

Everyone in the room cheered, except for two people. Shouta didn’t know how to process what had just happened. He just gazed at Hizashi, who was noticeably pale. 

He was probably expecting someone else. 

“I can’t believe my two best friends won!” Oboro shouted, “don’t try to have too much fun inside there. Got it?”

Shouta noticed Tensei helping Hizashi towards the other room. He noticed the loud hero unusually quiet - blindly following the blue-haired man. His vision was obstructed by Nemuri standing in front of him with a deceiving smile on her lips. 

“Are you ready, big boy?” 

“Nemuri, I don’t know what is going on but this was definitely a set-up,” Shouta blurted, “and I don’t like it one bit.”

“Sure you don’t, grumpy cat,” she replied, “c’mon, your date is waiting.” 

Before he knew it, Nemuri shoved him inside a dining room. The table only contained two chairs and was decorated with a white tablecloth and a rose in the middle. The plates already had a small meal, which included a portion of lobster. 

Hizashi was sitting down, looking back at Shouta with an apologetic smile. 

“I’m sorry they put you through this,” Hizashi said, “I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable.” 

“It’s fine,” Shouta answered a little too quickly. He was still shocked over the obvious setup from his friends. Why would they want him and Hizashi to go on a date?

Did they realize his feelings for Hizashi? Was this a cruel plan to get his feelings rejected by his crush? 

He ignored his thoughts and sat down on the empty chair. The two stayed quiet for a long moment, nervous to even stare at each other. 

Shouta broke the silence, “I don’t know why they chose me. I had the worst costume out of all of us.” 

“I think you look cute!” Hizashi blurted out, blushing deeply as he realized what he said. Shouta’s cheeks also turned into that dreaded crimson color. 

“Shouta…” Hizashi began, hesitance in his voice. The ravenette focused back on Hizashi, trying his best to compose his pumping heartbeat. 

“I guess I feel a bit more confident in this outfit, but I just wanted to say…” Hizashi continued, rubbing the back of his neck. 

“Hizashi just say it,” Shouta ordered, eyes fixated on Hizashi. 

“I like you, Shouta!” Hizashi exclaimed, covering his mouth with both hands after he finished. 

Shouta’s eyes widened at the revelation. His mouth dropped open in shock and the room grew dead silent. Both lay eyes on one another; fear of uncertainty emanating from both of them. Shouta lowered his arms, trembling as he grasped for his utensil. 

“I- I like you too, Hizashi,” Shouta confessed, staring down at his plate. 

“You- you do?” Hizashi cautiously asked, thinking he heard wrong. The silent teenager liked the loud one? Oh, the irony that is love. 

Shouta nodded slowly, playing with his fork. He was surprised when Hizashi began to giggle loudly. 

“I think I should take you on a real date!” Hizashi proclaimed with excitement. Shouta chuckled lightly, still a bit timid over the whole ordeal. 

Shouta was never one to celebrate Halloween, but this year’s would definitely be unforgettable. He was celebrating it with his closest friends. His only friends. 

But best of all, he was spending it with Present Miku - the best pop star in the world. 

“So what do you say?” Hizashi asked eagerly, awaiting Shouta’s answer.

Shouta just beamed at Hizashi - showing off his DIY fangs. 

“I think I’ll like that.” 

[ick25]

Rockman.EXE Axess Episode 1 Review.

Presenting Rockman’s new Style... Change.

I can’t promise that I am gonna review the rest of the episodes of Axess nor will I make it very long since I have already stated that this is my least favorite season, but this Corona Virus situation is already driving me crazy so I might as well vent my frustrations here.

Fun fact:

This season never aired in Latin America so I had no idea that there were more seasons beyond the virus buster episode. I watched it in English thinking that it was an episode from the first two seasons that I missed, it started with the same made up intro from the last season, but to my surprise the episode opens in Net City, something I don’t remember ever seeing in previous episodes, and then I saw Megaman’s art style and my confusion became excitement right before I heard the English dub the made me cringed so hard that it almost ruined the show for me, until the writing did that later on. (But I like Rockman’s english voice, it’s kinda hot n.n)

Episode tittle: Cross Fusion!

The episode opens with Rockman fighting two Navis at once in the Net Coliseum, and I’m already loving the art style and how they don’t show his face during the battle until Netto’s voice tells him that he already got their battle pattern. It was like they were saying, “ It’s him! it’s the Rockman you know and love after so long! And he looks slightly shinier too”!

 BTW, I’m watching this with Spanish subs, that were sadly not made by yours truly.

Anyway, Netto sends the long Sword and the Yo-yo chips that appear with a new cybernetic themed background and... WOAH WOAH WOAH! TWO DIFFERENT ART STYLES IN THE SAME EPISODE?!

You thought I wouldn’t notice?

Not even five minutes in and this episode is already hitting me with inconsistent art to save in animation, which wouldn’t be so bad if it wasn’t noticeable.

Rockman defeats the two Navis and returns to Netto who gives us but a glimpse of the new PET design before the tittle card appears.

But worry not, for the next scene shows us what the Advanced PET model looks like with this short and kinda lame commercial.

“Believe in the heart of the chips”, it’s the vibe I’m getting here.

And I also never thought it would be possible for the Spanish subs to write something dumber than “Plug-in your heart”. (It’s roughly saying, “Do plug-in into your heart”)

We then join Netto skating with Meiru on her scooter who is basically shaming him for acting weak in his battle until the end, and do you see something wrong with this image?

That’s right, good ol’ Rush is there on Meiru’s scooter for no reason, except to remind me that Rockman will never materialize in the real world like him.

Then they bump into Chisao, yes, Chisao, who wastes no time in telling the audience that Dekao is in Jawaii for some reason.

What little Mr. exposition forgot to tell us is why is he there instead of Dekao.

Netto and Meiru invite Chisao to go with them to Scilab, which is now gonna be a very recurrent place, to deliver a bag to Netto’s dad who is in Japan working on something, and once he’s done he’ll go back to abandoning his family to travel the world. 

He is working on a top secret experiment, so everyone is of course invited to watch it.

These are Officer Mizaki and his Navi Prismman, who are not gonna be important until very later in the season where they’re affected by this show’s equivalent of drugs, but right now they are gonna remind us of the dangers of human trials.

Eguchi Meijin makes a comeback, since the last time we saw him he was making a late advertisement for Battle Network 3 in episode 51. He tells Netto and the others that the experiment is called Cross Fusion and that it is the next step after the Virus Buster episode where Dr. Hikari brought a bunch of cyber data into the real world, which is bringing a Net Navi into the real World through its operator’s body? That was already possible without the human body!

What is the purpose of Cross Fusion then? Other than to turn the series into a superhero kind of show for western audiences.

There is no real explanation of why they want to do this or why Cross Fusion is the only way to achieve this purpose. Why not simply materialized the Navis like in the last episode? You can’t really argue that it was the viruses intervention that made this possible, because a “good” scientist would try to reproduce this result without risking the life of a human being, there certainly must be other ways to do so. 

It seems that the only excuse they have is that Netto’s dad was not aware that this event happened because he was asleep during the entire episode, and if Netto never mentioned it even once.

“I wanna risk my life too since that experiment reminded me how cool it was when Rockman materialized back in Jawaii when your Dimensional Core program was corrupted by viruses, so I would most definitely die just to see that happen again.”

Dr. Hikari: O_O

Yuichiro obviously denies his son’s suicidal request but just then, viruses take over Scilab, and the room they are in is locked down with the ventilation system sucking in the air giving them 15 minutes before they run out of oxygen.

We cut to a commercial break where we see a spoiler of Netto getting his wish right after his dad said no.

It’s just Rockman with a different outfit design and brown hair and eyes.

As per the norm, Netto and Meiru plug-in their Navis with new animations that are gonna be recycled since they changed the art style once again.

Rockman and Roll are sent into the computer via infrared beams and we see that the computer is full of Mettools and Spikey viruses, while showing us Roll’s bum for some reason.

I feel robbed, I want my Rockman butt shot!

Time to change the art again.

Here is something new that I like, they are now showing how the Mettool viruses can block shots.

This probably means that these are high level Mettools since those are the ones that block attacks in the games.

I also like how they get creative with the chips they use like the Aqua Sword.

Even Roll’s Aqua Tower looks more powerful.

You almost feel sorry for those viruses.

They even make the Black Hole, a chip I find pretty useless in the games, look epic.

Or maybe I’m just not using it right.

They keep running out of air, and once again Meiru has to show that she is the weakest of them all by fainting right before Roll is attacked by a Fire Dragon virus. Netto’s dad catches Meiru and manages to plug-out Roll just in time so... Oh, hmm, that doesn’t look right.

It would be fine if she was his daughter, but that isn’t the case so it just looks wrong. Adult men shouldn’t be holding little girls like that! O~O

Rockman then avenges Roll with another cool Aqua Sword animation.

https://66.media.tumblr.com/0ee15af9e77ae94c845bcdf6895629db/tumblr_n3ipukz8hC1rzkxhio8_250.gifv

Sometimes screen shots can’t do a scene justice.

More Spikey viruses appear and the culprit is then revealed, a new Navi named Savageman AKA Beastman.

Stop holding her like that, it’s weird!

Rockman attacks him with his cool Aqua Sword move, but he only deletes the Spikey viruses around him. Then he uses his Rock Buster and starts shooting at Beastman who isn’t affected by any of them.

I’m sorry? What Beastman is saying here is that to him, Rockman is just a puppet being controlled by a human, showing us that the anime is once again differing from the games, but I’ll talk about that later.

Netto hears that they only have 3 minutes left of air and decides to destroy what we learned from the first season by suddenly making him an expert on Program Advances without the help of the Aqua Custom Style, this time it’s the Z- Cannon or Zetta Cannon.

I honestly like the new animation for the Program Advance, every time Netto inserts more than one chip they appear as little blocks piling under each other until the third chip comes in and pushes the first block up. This easily shows how the chip programs are compatible with one another since that is how a Program Advance is activated.

The Program Advance seems to be effective as Beastman logs out, the computer is back to normal, the room opens up again, and the day is saved... Or so we thought!

This is were the episode starts to feel a little rushed. Right after this we get another mysterious figure who clearly isn’t the Navi we saw watching Beastman’s performance just a couple of minutes ago.

First episode and we already have two more bad guys introduced? And to make things worse, this second villain shoots some type of missiles from outer space that surround Scilab and traps it inside a Dimensional Area.

Yeap, that’s right, the Dimensional Area Netto’s dad is still working on has somehow ended up in the wrong hands, and they made it even better! Because get this, not only does it allow viruses to materialize in the real world, but Navis as well! Cross Fusion has already become pointless! However, the show doesn’t see it that way.

The Mettool and Spikey viruses, along with Spark Bees this time, begin destroying Scilab. Since they are all inside a Dimensional Area, Netto remembers what Meijin said before and decides to go try his luck with Cross Fusion to save everybody, and runs downstairs to get a Synchro Chip.

Considering that Cross Fusion is still being tested, would this be considered something brave or very stupid?

Netto encounters the Mystery Navi from before who is stealing all the Synchro Chips, and tries to Ash Ketchum his way into stopping him.

Seriously, what is it with young shonen protagonists and trying to attack a powerful non human antagonist face on?

After that failed attempt, Shademan calls Beastman who also materializes to destroy what remains of Scilab while he runs away with the Synchro Chips, except for two chips that he clumsily drops when grabbing them all with one hand. Netto sees the chips and decides to use them to fight Beastman, and what surprises me here is that Rockman doesn’t really object to this despite knowing that it could be dangerous, and he has always been seen as the smart one.

Obviously, Cross Fusion is a success as we get the typical anime transformation sequence, but to be honest, I’ve seen better.

No, the first statement is more accurate. This is a fusion.

And this one too.

Two different characters that merge together to create an entirely new being that shares traits from both predecessors.

No, in fact, It is not Netto turning into Rockman, it’s just Netto in Rockman’s clothing. The only difference here is that Netto fights more aggressively than Rockman.

Except for that time Rockman stabbed Stoneman in the eye, he never really maims anybody.

After this, Netto tries to use a Battle Chip but forgets that you need a PET for that, a PET that disappears somewhere after Cross Fusion. So he decides to use the Rock Buster, but since they’re in the real world, the buster gets a super boost that sends Netto flying, with the shot leaving a hole not only on the building, but on Beastman himself.

So... I love seeing shots of Rockman’s muscular body, but when you give it to Netto it just doesn’t work for me because you know his body doesn’t look like that, making this feel out of nowhere. 

Also, “Flipante”? I’m pretty sure these subs are from Spain because they use a lot of words that I’ve never heard before.

Since Beastman was maimed and mortally wounded, he runs away, the Dimensional area disappears an the episode ends with Netto back to normal with his PET reappearing again, him fainting, Rockman calling out to him worried that he might be dead, and an aerial shot of a partially destroyed Scilab.

What do I think?

Well, if you read my previous post, “The problem with Megaman NT Warrior Axess”, you already know my main issues with this season, starting with how different it was from the first one.

Like I mentioned before, Axess never aired in Latin America so it took a while for me to realized that there was another season. I got used to watching reruns of the first season over and over again because of how much I loved it, and after I watch this episode for the first time, in English, I was very, very confused at the end. I immediately felt that something was wrong, that the show was gonna be  different and I wasn’t sure if it was gonna be a bad thing or a good thing. It turned out to be both because the writers couldn't settle on a tone for this new season, so I was ambivalent from beginning to end.

I’m just gonna mention the good things. The general animation is way better that the majority of the episodes in the first season, the new visuals give it a more cybernetic feel to it which goes perfectly with the theme of the show. Roll and Meiru do more in battle, even though Meiru is still the weak girl character that needs to be saved by a big strong man, ew. The new PET design and the infrared beams they use to send the Navis into the Cyberworld is much more futuristic than the cords from the previous season that are vulnerable to being cut, which, again, is very fitting to the theme, as well as the animations when inserting chips and activating P.As.

The idea of Viruses and Navis materializing in the real world is revolutionary, I just don’t like how it is set up.

The Advance PET was introduced in Battle Network 4, while Beastman appeared in Battle Network 3 as a World Three Navi and having an operator named Inukai. Here, however, Beastman is a solo Navi that is called a Darkloid, and instead of being man-made, Darkloids are portrayed as A.I beings that were spontaneously created from...Bug frags, I think? Yeah, that’s another thing I don’t buy from Axess. 

The mystery Navi is Shademan who was introduced in Battle Network 4 and is in fact a solo Navi, but he was created by Dr. Regal, the other mystery character that appeared, but Shademan is also a Darkloid here.

Say what you want about Forte and Gospel, but their origins are purely man-made and make sense, and even if viruses and bug frags are also man-made, having something instantly created out of Virus remains doesn’t make sense unless a higher power is involved, which hasn’t really been specified in Axess.

If you are one of the few people who read my posts, I appreciate your support and are free to share your opinions too.

[millyrocker]

Theory Time! Once Again!

So for this theory, or more so of a speculation if you say, I’m surprised no one has talked more about in the fandom. Either that or I’m just not aware of the topic discussion.

As we see with all the sides they all have a color theme to go with them, even the dark sides. Their color theme is even hinted at in their into video thumbnails:

Now here is where I get to my actual point. With the knowledge that Virgil used to be a dark side, we notice that he never had a color theme to begin with, not even hinted at in his intro video thumbnail:

Now of course you could argue that the so called light sides never had their intro video and didn’t exactly have a set color scheme, but even they had some color at the beginning of the series. Whereas Virgil was in all black. (Then again we could just blame that on him for being so emo) Even the dark sides had color in their outfits when they were first introduced. And we don’t exactly see a color theme for Virgil until it’s hinted at in the thumbnail for Accepting Anxiety Part 2:

And it’s not even until after that video we see him dawn his colors when all the light sides go for an outfit change in Fitting In:

Now we see him finally brandish his color of the rainbow. Now looking at the design, I find it interesting how his jacket has stitches and patches all over it, and how his long sleeve shirt worn under is torn. (Props to Thimas and team btw for this stunning design) I find the the design metaphorical actually for how Virgil made a breakthrough when he was finally accepted. And how in a way, his true colors are finally shining through. Even his purple sleeve shirt is covered by his primarily black jacket, which could represent staying true to what he used to be, or still is, a dark side.

Yet again still not being just that. And then of course there’s the whole spaculation with the names ending in “us” and Virgil ending in an “il” which only further proves my point. That being he may have never been on one side at all, but was classified as a dark side, and thus hung around them. He could’ve been something much simpler, and probably was all negative until he evolved enough to work with Thomas and the others. Eventually even the light sides soon realized the true impact he has on Thomas.

I would go on with further speculation, but that would drift off into more far fetched assumptions based on the still little amount of information we still have on Virgil and the Dark Sides, and would most likely stray from cannon. I’ll still be speculating and theorizing anyway once we do receive more info on our favorite emo. I know this was much more speculation but I still hope I helped bring light to another detail some of y’all may have not noticed before.

[50shadesofmittens]

Eqippable Ally AU

SO during my recent conversation with coaxionunlimited I got a lot of my vague AU’s fleshed out. As in, I finally put down to words some of the insane ideas I’ve had bouncing around my head for ages now.

Here’s the Equippable Ally AU, the first one we talked about and one of the longest

More under the cut, ‘cause this gonna be LONG

So to start, ideas of each Primarch in this AU

Like Corvus winding up Equippable Ally with Sly Marbo bc why not and also Marbo equipped with a Primarch-powered weapon is SCARY

ALSO Ferrus Manus still alive kinda equipping Kitten during a moment of High Tension when Magnus for whatever reason can’t be the equippable ally- cue Magnus jealousy even given full understanding of the intense circumstances

And possibly the first thing Fulgrim does once somebody gets his soul free of the paining and his body back from the daemon inhabiting it is become an Equippable Ally to one of the Space Marines in the area- proving that he’s on the good guys side for real but also that’s he’s willing to let someone else take control of it means getting better results, and maybe also that he’s traumatized to the point where he can’t make very good decisions for himself but he recognizes this flaw and is willing to take measures to work around/through it

Also Mittens makes a powerful pair because the two can work together directly in combat- Kitten taking over the physical aspects while Magnus handles all the magical ones working in the battle- and as the two learn to work together they combine their strengths into more powerful combos

Btw I like to imagine all the Primarchs have In Love With Your Carnage literally hardwired into their DNA to some degree, which affects the crack pairings I had for the Equippable Ally AU

Like apart from Mittens, you have:

Corvus and Sly Marbo (which the Void Dragon approves heavily of as an example of Rescue Romance)

Russ and Ygrainne (ie the badass Eldar who cannon thinks is Guilliman’s girlfriend- in this AU they met in Commoragh’s fighting pits and now have UST from both considering the other inferior while also being able to hold their own against each other)

Dorn has Karstodes (and that one is explicitly They Won’t because it’s based on Dorn being unable to deny that Karstodes is a very good fighter and he finds his technique and strength in battle arousing while hating his personality, and Karstodes being an Abhorrent Admirer)

Then comes the mechanics behind the Equippable Ally bit, ie How It Works

The Primarch literally turns into a sword of some kind

Like all swords are based on the Emperors flaming sword, but some minor details causing differences between them

As for the power, there’s three ways this could work

One; swords have energy blasts, a la Zelda or Bleach. The power behind these blasts is roughly 3-12 times the amount of power a Primarch would put into the same kind of swing if it was used by his own hands

Two: if the sword can be incorporated into any other battle style, the sword will glow, possibly cause the person wielding it to glow, and then the attack will have the same power as though the Primarch performed it but with 1.5-8 times the power the Primarch would’ve had

Three- Primarch can use his Psyker powers within the sword by using the weirder as a conduit. This has a bonus of 2-10 times its usual power, but the caveat is that the weirder cannot be mind-controlled and has the ability to drop the sword at any time, meaning that the Primarch can’t force someone to be a conduit for a spell they don’t want to be part of

A Primarch-as-weapon weapon is FAR more powerful than the Primarchs-as-people are

IE the weapon they turn into can do more damage than a Primarchs alone can

That’s why any Primarchs would agree to it- the end result is more powerful than what they could create alone

Biggest downside is that using that power is hard- using it effectively is double hard

See, the power modifier the wielder gets is tied to the Primarchs ability to do that any specific move. Throw a knife while holding Konrad-sword is much more powerful than throwing a knife while holding say Sanguinius sword, because the former can throw knives much better than the latter. Of course being Primarchs they’re pretty good at anything- this is more of a way to note that some Primarchs will supply bigger bonuses than others

The other thing- and this is the big one- is that the Primarch cannot guide or directly control the movements of the weirder, and the overall strength of an attack is reflected by if the WIELDER’s exact actions were taken by a Primarch- so if someone swings a Primarch sword with horrific form, it’ll have a lot of force but if they would’ve dropped a normal sword with a move like that, they’ll drop the Primarch sword. What’s more the power output increase adds even more destabilization because people really arent naturally good at handling more power than they’re used to- kickback is still a thing, and even with the defenses of a Primarch being added, Primarchs also have enhanced pain tolerance, so what a Primarch might consider mild soreness will be shocking and difficult to handle for a normal person experiencing the same thing

TLDR; it takes a lot of skill to handle Primarch Weapons well. Hence why it’s pretty useless unless the Primarch has someone he trusts who understands him very well and can fight on or close to his level

It’s like handing a civilian an automatic gun- they theoretically have the ability to use it just fine, they know how to press the trigger and point away from themselves, but they still aren’t fully qualified to use it

Then there’s a really stupid scene with Magnus and Russ throwing a limitless supply of soft silk shoes at each other at 400km/hr, Thanks to magic arbitrary rules and/or the bs of a powerful Mars dragon or a god

So I figure this might be a good time to explain where my own Equippable Ally AU was going- it was largely based on fairy-tales and the parody and exploitation thereof

Like the basic idea was that the Void Dragon A) is alive B) has a grudge against Emps and C) is still/also very much into medieval fairytales like the one of Saint George, largely because Emps was obsessed with them when he fought it

Only the dragon doesn’t really ‘get’ gender so it decides that the traditional fairytale setting where a prince or a princess is trapped and must be freed/rescued by their One True Love is a good narratively-sound way to seek Revenge- it casts the Primarchs as the “princesses” of the tale

Mainly Ferrus Manus, who has been trapped with the dragon for 10,000 years while they both waited for someone to try to rescue him, not knowing that almost all of the Galaxy thinks he’s dead. This has given the dragon much time to play dress up with Ferrus

So when the dragon learns of the Equippable Ally thing, it decides “Ah HA! This is how I identify the One True Love who is to try to rescue the children of my enemy! My greatest threat (according to all the tropes I know)!”

Only there’s more than one Equippable Ally bond, so the dragon doesn’t know which one is, narratively speaking, the Hero/Heroine.

So it decides to make all the people bonded to a Primarch in this manner fight to the death, and the winner will obviously be the Protagonist that the dragon seeks

(I realize I failed to mention this, but the dragon has cast Emps in the role of Good King whose Kingdom is threatened and who must rely on the Hero/Heroine to save the day. This is in fact the way the Dragon seeks revenge- it believes the narrative will not LET the Emperor face it, so when it defeats the new protagonist it will have won)

(The void dragon is kinda insane and believes fairy tale logic is an actual force of nature)

Anyways, the dragon decides the best way to force the Potential Protagonists to fight is to hold their True Loves hostage- good thing it’s got millennia of practice keeping Ferrus from running away

And both Russ and Magnus wind up kidnapped for this tournament.

And the dragon doesn’t just believe in fairy tales, no it wants these battles to LOOK heroic and fairy tale like.

So it dresses all the Primarchs in medieval dresses (it’s other reason for doing this is that it enjoyed playing dress up with Ferrus and would like to try with his brothers now)

When the “tournament” goes down all the Primarchs are put on display so their “true loves” can be reminded what’s at stake

Which just means Magnus and Russ see each other and try to kill each other. The Void Dragon has them separated and magic blocked to avoid this.

The Void Dragon doesn’t want Magnus and Russ killing each other in the Equippable Ally AU bc it’s all like “No no no, you two are Princesses, your heroic knights are the ones meant to be proving themselves and fighting to the death, your role is to be the pretty trophy they win, this is not how the story goes. The HERO is the one who proves their strength, the love interest can’t die in a fratricidal duel while the Hero is fighting for his life- that would be an awful story! Here just- just stay separate, you two, at least until the tournament is over”

Thing is, at least one of the kidnapped Primarchs wanted to get out of the dress he’s in, and discovered that the dresses are self-repairing, and any pieces of the outfit lost or thrown away will be replaced instantly

Magnus and Russ take this to mean “we have infinite ammo to throw at each other”

They start with jewelry bc it’s hard and might theoretically do a tiny scratch of damage if thrown fast enough, but that gets taken away. Then they find that the shoes, which are fabric and soft, cannot do damage and do not get taken away when thrown

So Magnus and Russ ignore the entire death match going on around them to throw shoes at each other at 500 km/hr, in the futile hope that it will do some damage to the other

The entire thing has been me getting the idea for like a 30-sec scene animation, but as you can see it has WAY too much backstory behind it

I can’t remember if I started with Fairy Tale parodies combining with Equippable Ally trope, or if I just wanted Magnus and Russ to throw shoes at each other and the rest built itself around that

(Also Also, Russ and Magnus eventually do get tired of not getting anywhere, and Corvus celebrates their seeing reason and stopping their pointless (albeit commendable on Russ’ part) attempts at homicide with weapons that clearly cannot kill the other

Then Dorn points out the shoes could theoretically be used to kill a Primarch if you literally smothered a Primarch in shoes so that he had no access to air and then kept him there for the full three standard years it would take for him to suffocate.

Russ and Magnus immediately begin throwing shoes again)

(Corvus Facepalms)

[aegissi]

my bts concert experience in bullet points

this is gonna be long!!!

namjoon looked so good. litcherally. i was ready to risk it all for him. seeing him on screen during the first song (it was dionysus) felt like getting hit by a train. 

speaking of dionysus,,, everyone looked really hot so i was very flustered sgjfvdgb (especially namjoon. especially him.)

hobi was sooo cute during wings like he did a liddle flying move it was adorable 

just dance was such a fun stage!!!! hobi is so charismatic and he sounded amazing too (he kinda sounded very nasal at the beginning but it stopped after a few moments) the part with the water cannons was awesome btw 

jungkook was so smiley!!!!! he was adorable during euphoria and he looked so happy :((( not to mention that he also sounded so clear so stable and so good (and during the last chorus he was like “sing it!!!!” and when he got back on the stage he did a cute walk as if he was on a school trip ssgjfbhkdn)

taehyung had no business looking that good during best of me. thats all i can remember from this song.

jimin sounded kinda weird at the beginning of serendipity (my friend thought that there was something wrong with the mic) like his voice was way too high?? but it was fine for the rest of the song so idk that was random ghhdgfhdb the dancing was perfect btw he was both delicate and powerful (and during the whole concert he was the one i noticed the most bc he had sm energy and he executed every move flawlessly) the whole stage was so pretty with the bubbles and all 

trivia love was so good!!!! namjoon is an amazing performer and i loved all the hearts they put on the screens too that was really cute (it was written “je t’aime paris” at the end of the song,, that was a nice little touch) 

they looked like they had sm fun during boy with luv (and at the end jk changed his love sign to a finger heart but he couldnt find the right camera it was cute)

taehyung said some words in french (i could only hear fantastique bc of all the screaming) and then he asked how his french was (we all yelled that it was good ofc) and then i think that jin said “you’re killing it” but im not sure shvfjgbk jungkook started singing champs élysées and his pronunciation was pretty good imo

jungkook put the rose from boy with luv behind his ear :(((

the whole dope/fire/baepsae medley was so fun (and yeah hobi did the splits and hip thrusted in our faces,,,, namjoon too)

jimin sounded the best during idol imo (with jin ofc)

singularity was a whole religious experience. the audience audibly gasped when taehyung opened his eyes in that bed like. he was so sultry and it felt like i was being hypnotised. that performance was perfect on all levels (and i loved the effects they put on the screen where he was split in red and in blue) icb i had the honor of witnessing that,,, he looked so mesmerising on the screen im still not over this (in general he looked divine everytime he was on screen,,, the charisma,,,,, the presence,,,,,, the aura,,,,,,,,and he looked absolutely adorable when he smiled)

the fake love outfits. incredible. never been done before. extraordinary. fantastique, as taehyung would say

yoongi’s voice sounded higher than i thought it would during seesaw (during the whole concert actually sjfhbkgb even when he talked??) he looked very pretty but it was personally the solo stage i liked the least :// like he didn’t make any mistakes and he sounded good when he sang but it had less impact than the others to me???

EPIPHANY!!!!!! jin sounded perfect and he wore glasses and i almost died. epiphany is better live than on the album imo,,, i just wish armys would have stayed QUIET!!!!!! they almost sang the whole song like bitch i payed to listen to jin not u!!!!!!! anyway jin was so stable and the background made him look like an angel (which he is) and his last adlibs were *chef kiss*

vocal line was perfect during the truth untold but i wish armys would have just,,,shut up svdbjg like this is a ballad?? why r u yelling??? why r u singing over the professional singers??? i kinda wanted to actually hear jungkook sing the “but i still want u” part???? anyway jimin and jk were in full vocal kings mode at the end it was amazing i’ll never get sick of this song (and taehyung’s voice is a gift, truly,,, jin too ofc) also the outfits were so good pls give the styling team a raise they litcherally looked like princes

TEAR WAS SO FUCKING GOOD OMG SGHVJHBGKJBKDJ okay so first off the effects they put on the screen with the green things were so fucking cool and rap line themselvesb too!! namjoon was incredible but hoseok??? mistre jung????????? in that dior outfit?????????????? his stage presence is unmatched. to be more detailed, namjoon sounded better live and had sm energy and hobi too (his part at the end... i am deceased) but i kinda felt like yoongi was a bit off? he was good ofc but idk it seemed to me that he had less energy than the other two (he was probably just tired or sick idk this is not me saying that he sucks ofc) 

i didn’t film anything for mic drop so i enjoyed it to the fullest hehe it was awesome (especially hobi’s part)

jin wore a cap during the encore. it was great.

anpanman was cute!!! i have to say that i was barely focusing on the song i was just looking at the bangtans playing around on those bouncy things and they looked really happy

my tits were almost out during so what bc i was jumping too much it’s definitely a song u have to see live 

im pretty sure they made us do a wave twice so that jimin could count to three in french and that tae could say “magnifique” afterwards (the army bombs became a rainbow too it was beautiful)

it was difficult to hear them during the ments sometimes bc everybody was screaming :///

they kept saying that they would come next year

jk said “je n’oublierai jamais tous mes souvenirs avec vous” (i’ll never forget all my memories with u) it was very sweet and then he said smth with “pour toujours” (forever) at the end but i didnt catch the beginning of his sentence

jin, tae and yoongi imitated all the people who were trampling on the bleachers (those fans were so loud and did this shit at the randomest times....)

taehyung said his pronunciation wasn’t good but that he prepared a few sentences in french and then he said “paris si vous aimez pouvez vous nous dire (?) l’année dernière était comme (?) pouvez-vous nous (?) s’il vous plaît? j’aime vraiment paris. je n’oublierai pas (?)” (paris if you like can you say (?) last year was like (?) could you (?) please? I really love paris. I won’t forget (?)... and at the end i think he asked us if we would come next year but im not sure bc people were screaming at some points) and he ended by saying i love you in korean and he teared up :((( it was so sweet of him to prepare all of this!!!

jimin talked for a while (in korean instead of french bc he wanted us to feel his sincerity) abt how during this tour he realised that he was really happy being around his members, the staff and the fans and that he genuinely hoped that we were too and that happiness was right next to us (and that he hoped that bts was in that happiness too) and he also thanked us several times and said i love u,,, he’s a sweetheart :((

hobi said that he prepared stuff in french even tho he wasn’t confident and said “aujourd’hui c’est la meilleure nuit de notre tour (?) on a terminé notre tour sans accident et ça nous a permis de sentir à quel point vous nous aimez (?) vous êtes vraiment notre espoir, merci d’avoir passé un bon temps avec nous, je vous aime, merci beaucoup” (today is the last night of our tour (?) we finished our tour without any accident and it allowed us to feel how much u love us (?) u guys are really our hope, thank u for spending a good time with us, i love u, thank u sm) im sorry i missed some words bc i genuinely can’t understand what he said shgvdjf other than that his pronunciation was good and it’s so sweet that he prepared all that,,, he looked kinda nervous but he smiled a lot and i think he was actually reading from the prompter??

namjoon said “do u know why paris is always the last date? bc u guys are the damn best (개짱)” but the interpret omitted the damn sjfdghk he also said “on se revoit très bientôt i love u” (let’s see each other very soon)  and “paris est la ville des lumières” (paris is the city of lights) after making us take out our phones with the flash lights and then it transitioned right to mikrokosmos,, that was litcherally poetic cinema

other random things i remember: taehyung was in a really good mood (everyone actually, they were playing around a lot), hobi’s smile is so sunshiney, they poured water on each other a lot during encore (i watched jin sneaking up behind namjoon and spraying him sgfvjd they also watered jimin), there were some points where the mic quality wasn’t that good? idk maybe i just imagined it, i absolutely love how they used the screens it really added to the concert’s visuals, jin did a flying kiss during the first ment, jungkook went to the audience at the end but i was focusing on jin so i only realised he did that when jin was like “jungkook-ah” sjvfhjdgbkj, they weren’t extremely synchonized when dancing but they have great energy so it still looked good and overall i really enjoyed myself (me n my friend were ready to fight that one girl who kept screeching stuff at jungkook at random times tho,,,, icb she yelled shit at him during the truth untold like have some respect???)

[firecooking]

☕️ The Love Bug 1997 ☕️ Knight Rider ☕️ Knight Rider 08 ☕️ SeaWorld

☕️ The Love Bug 1997

Jesus this is a Pandora’s box. @merciresolution you caused this

It is my favourite of the Herbie movies, I seriously love this silly film. It feels like it was filmed in the same alternate universe as the Roald Dahlmovies and the character design is stunning. I want the shark car. Herbie is actually in very little of the movie as an actual character, and more of a plot piece (kind of like the transformers movies). But when he is used as a character, he is wonderfully written. Also, like any good forgotten Disney movie, this movie has plenty of WTF moments and Nazi’s [or at least Nazi vague posts]. Did you know Herbie was built as a sentient war car in operation paperclip! Did you want to know that? Who cares it’s technically cannon.

My real favourite part of this beautiful mess is the villains. We have three main villains and I guess technically the guy with the shark car. The guy in the shark car drives this

and he is literally one of the highlights of the film. [He also has the worlds best outfits, we Stan Shark car guy]

Anyways, the other Three are our Big Bads, Simon Moore III [who I thought was named Melvin for longer than I should have], his evil car Horace [who I won’t spoil for anyone who wants to watch the movie], and his PA Rupert [who is a gem played by Dana Gould, he is also a high light of the film].

I literally love the absolute power of the cast as well, we have Dana Gould, the filthiest comedian I can name off the top of my head, playing a criminally under rated character with some of the most damned method acting I’ve seen [the man gained weight and specifically went out of his way to buy padding for his costume, he also has very particular body language in the movie which is some of the best I’ve ever seen[I’ve also seen articles where when he mentions the role, he talks about how he had very specific ideas that Disney didn’t allow, I really want to know what he truly means[I think it was to make Rupert trans, but that’s just me, it would explain some of the body language and the padding but I have trans Hc’s for everything so lets be real here]]]. John Hannah as a crafted Villain that the movie can’t pick a set in stone country for, the entire movie he moves between a British man with a deep Scottish accent and a Scottish man with the worlds weakest Scottish accent, they also made a fake flag for Scotland which is great, when you see it you’ll know, also this is one of the most clearly gay Disney villains I’ve seen in live action, he is literally dismissive of heterosexuality. Ali Wentworth as one of the best written love interests in the entire film series, she can be a bit creepy sometimes but she also is so self aware that she goes right back into in character, I literally love some of her lines. Clarence Williams IIIas the best side gag character I’ve ever seen, his entire character in the 3rd act is completely unneeded but probably one of the best parts. Bruce fucking Campbell and Dean fucking Jones, nuff said.

I’m going to stop rambling now because the others are going to look really short but this movie, man, this movie.

[btw, if anyone wants a higher quality version than the one on YouTube, I can hook you up, it also has good audio unlike the one on YouTube]

☕️ Knight Rider

Literally a early 80′s mess and I love it. Everything from the Hoff’s objectively trash acting [I still love him tho, but Jesus could this guy stop watching William Shatter acting tutorials and pick up a book on how to drive] to the fact the show hypes Ki2T up so much and every time the stunt car is shown it’s failing miserably at it’s task.

Devon Miles is my gay cowboy British grandfather and you can literally pry him from my cold dead hands.

☕️ Knight Rider 08

I still have no clue what’s going on but that car is gay, like, really gay. Honestly that whole show is gay from what I’ve seen. Also that Ki3T’s daddy had a clone kink, I’m just saying.

☕️ S*aW*rld        

Trash

[paopukairi]

Birthday Special: Noctis’s Birthday fanfic

A special birthday special for the sweet Prince of Lucis! This fic is set in an AU where there’s no war and no daemons! Also expect heavy NoctxLuna, RavusxOC and IgnisxOC. Anyway I worked hard on this so I hope you enjoy! 

Noctis’s Special Day

It was odd to say the least when the Prince wasn’t awoken by Ignis or Gladio or even his little sister for the matter. Noct opened his eyes and could see the bright sun shining through the dark green tent he slept in. He lifted his head whilst yawning and was surprised to not see anyone else in the tent; it was just him on his sleeping bag. He slowly crawled out of the tent and covered his vision from the bright sun. Again, no one was outside. This was all so weird. He grabbed his phone and texted his sister Bella and got no answer. He then texted Ignis with the same result. The Prince tried calling up the others but it kept ringing until it went to voicemail.

“Where in the Six are they?” He asked himself but then he noticed something beside his sleeping bag; it was a note from Ignis.

You must be hungry, I’ve prepared a hearty lunch for you at the Old House in Cape Caem, and it’s in the oven.

Ignis

“Lunch?” He turned his phone to check the time and pouted; 1pm. His advisor knew what time he would wake up by himself. “They’re probably there, trying to trick me or something.”

The Prince got changed into his usual attire of clothes and left camp, just like that. If Gladio was there, he would have definitely nagged him to pack everything away. ‘Gladio’s not here though.’ He smirked to himself. The haven he had awoken from was Spelcray Haven which was near Cape Caem anyway. He walked up the stairs and his eyes widened when he saw the Regalia wasn’t there. Instead there was only his sister’s best friend, Wren’s motorbike.

“They took the Regalia but left me this, huh?” He asked as he walked up to the motorbike to find a note on it from the owner obviously.

You better be careful with my baby, or else I’ll give you food poisoning!

He got onto the motorbike and switched the engine on. The Prince headed East to Cape Caem and in through a tunnel. He felt the refreshing cool breeze from the ocean hit his body as his hair danced in the breeze. Driving it would be no problem, he used to drive motorbikes around when he was in his teenage days and got a license for it when he was just 15. Ah, he remembered the days when he used to ride his sister around Insomnia. At times they would sneak out in the middle of the night to get desserts from the nearest bakeries and return without anyone catching them, well until Cor caught them and they were both grounded for a week.

His snapped out of daze when he had arrived at Cape Caem. Noct switched off the motorbike’s engine and hopped off then kept it against a random pole so it doesn’t fall over. He walked up the hill and finally got to the house.

“Alright guys very fu-” He froze mid-sentence when he opened the door and there were was no one there. He walked in and closed the door behind him. “This is really weird.” He placed his hands on his hips then shrugged when his stomach rumbled. The Prince walked into the kitchen and found his lunch in the oven. He found 2 thick slices of Garulessandwiches and smiled; one of his favourites! The young man began eating by himself and finished by drinking his water.

“Meow~” He turned to see that grey cat he fed in Galdin Quay and it had a note in his mouth.

“Hey there little guy. What you got there?” The feline jumped onto the table which Cor always hated. Noct took the note from the cat and in return gave him whatever leftover he had, including the lettuce which was in the sandwich. This note was from Gladio.

You gave your lettuce to the cat didn’t you? You never change. Anyway, go to the Vesperpool Fishing Spot to find your next note. And DON’T forget to freshen up.

“What kind of game is this?” He asked and sighed. “Fine, if that’s their game I’ll play along.” He left the plates and glass in the sink and went upstairs to freshen up. When he had dried his face he looked at the mirror. He was 21 and looked more like his father with each passing day. He no longer had that spikey hair and it fell to his chin. His baby face wasn’t apparent with his jawline more chiselled. Now that he looked more handsome than he was before, he was getting more attention from girls, which would leave him flustered. The Prince looked down with pink cheeks and a soft; the only girl who mattered to him was far away.

The young man ran downstairs and left the house. He ran towards the motorbike and carried on with their little game. On the way to the Vesperpool, he noticed the roads were emptier which made him wonder; where would everyone else be? But that didn’t stop him from speeding on the road with his friend’s motorbike.

It took him only 25 minutes to get to the Vesperpool and he walked north from the Parking Station. Being alone was nice, but he missed his friend’s and sister’s company. They had been together for the past year or so and he’s grown so used to them. When he got to the Fishing Spot, he found a note on the fishing shack which was again, weirdly empty. This note was from his best friend the Chocobo lover.

Must be feeling lonely huh? Get to Burbost Souvenir Emporium for your next and final hint buddy!

“I can’t remember where that is!” He exclaimed and picked up the note to find another message behind.

The caravan where we stopped to go to Greyshire Glacial Grotto btw

Okay now the Prince remembered where it was. He headed back to the Parking Spot and got back onto the motorbike then continued on. Noctis was so glad this was almost over, it’s been just over an hour without seeing them and it’s felt like a week. ‘Damn, I need them that much’ He smiled to himself.

Of course he did; he treasured them truly. Even though Gladio was hard on him at times, he was protective and loyal to the Prince as both Shield and friend. Ignis, well he depended so much on him but he truly was the greatest for always being there for him no matter what. Prompto always shined the way he was, he would make any activity, no matter how boring, entertaining and was truly his bestest friend. Wren, was someone he had known the shortest, she got along really well with everyone. She was the first person to not treat him any differently to how she would treat just anyone. He was so grateful to her for always staying by his sister’s side too and protecting her as her bodyguard. And finally his baby sister who was only younger than him by 2 years. Her smile was like the dawn and her personality was even brighter and more cheerful than that of Prompto’s. Bella loved him more than she loved anyone and was so protective of him even though she was the youngest. And Noctis, well he loved her more than anyone could love her. Not to mention he was protective over her whenever she was around her boyfriend Ravus, who he still didn’t really get along with.

Before he knew it, he was already at the Burbost Souvenir Emporium and found a key in the door of the caravan. He got off the bike and opened the caravan which was, as you guess it; empty!

“I’m about to say yeet any minute now.” He mumbled and found something on the bed. There was a note on top of folded clothing and he picked it up. A small smile graced his lips; it was from Bella.

Bet you’re getting pretty tired of this, Sleeping Beauty. Almost done! Wear these clothes and head to Galdin Quay to seek what your heart truly desires.

The dark haired Prince picked up the clothes; it was a black suit consisting of a black blazer, waistcoat, trousers, shoes, white shirt and a golden metallic tie. He put the clothes on and it fit snuggly around his body. Thankfully the tie was a clip on tie, because he couldn’t tie one to save his life. It was most likely that both Ignis and Bella had picked out this outfit. The reason being was that his advisor knew his size and his sister admired their family’s colour of black and gold.

As he rode the motorbike in the direction of Galdin Quay his mind began to wonder. ‘What my heart truly desires?’ The only thing he could think of was to see them as well as his father, Lunafreya, her mother, Cor, Clarus, Iris, Nyx, Libertus, Holly, Umbra and Pryna, Talcott, Monica, Dustin, Cid and Cindy. He wanted to see them all together but he knew it would difficult to get everyone in one place.

As he drove through the roads, he started to think of his mother too which made his heart squeeze with pain. It had been years since he died and he was only 2 when it happened. Queen Aulea passed in childbirth when she gave birth to Bella. He felt his blue eyes sting with tears, what he would give to see her again…

It had taken him just about an hour to get there and when he finally did Noct’s eyes widened and a soft gasp escaped his lips. The beach was decorated with balloons, signs with his name on it and Sylleblossoms everywhere. There was a table full of gifts on beach as well as people dressed in costumes of Moogles, Chocobos and even Kenny Crowe just to mess with Noct, for the kid’s entertainment. He stopped the motorbike and saw a group of people.

Everyone from nearby outposts and everyone he wanted to see, including Ravus, was there! Everyone pulled their confetti cannons as golden strings and confetti exploded everywhere.

“Happy Birthday, Noctis!” They all cheered and he got off the bike as a goofy smile lit up his face. His heart was beating so fast; what a surprise! Even he forgot it was his birthday today.

Bella who was standing in front of the crowd wearing a black top with spaghetti straps with a v-neckline, tucked into a high waisted golden glitter sequin short skirt, nude glitter tights and black and gold ankle strap pump shoes. Her long black hip length hair was styled in wavy locks and she wore mascara and some dark red lipstick to bring out her green eyes. She also wore golden hoop earring, a gold choker and her mother’s ring on her right ring finger and promise ring from Ravus on her left ring finger. Everyone else, but the Fleurets wore black and gold too with the Prompto, Ignis and Gladio wearing the same outfit as Noctis. Wren wore a simple black long sleeved top with a midi skirt with a golden floral design on it as well as black heels with her collarbone length hair pinned back. She also wore simple makeup, some mascara and rosy red lipstick to bring out her bright green eyes.

“Thank you…” Noctis smiled warmly with a tear falling down his cheeks. Bella and Regis walked towards them and they both hugged him tightly. He still wasn’t a fan of hugs, but today was an exception as he wrapped his arms around them both.

“Happy Birthday, son.” The King stated.

“Happy Birthday, Noct!” The Princess giggled.

“I love you both, with all my heart.” They both smiled at this knowing he really meant it.

“We love you too.” They said and pulled away.

“Hey squirt, did you like that little game?” Wren asked with a wink as she led the boys towards the Prince.

“It got really annoying. I thought you guys were trying to play a prank on me.” He pouted with crossed arms. “Whose idea was it to leave notes around?”

“Guilty.” Prompto grinned cheekily.

“And who planned this whole birthday party then?” Noct asked with a raised eyebrow. “I bet it was you, dad.”

“Your sister did.” Regis answered and he did a double take on his sister.

“R-really?” He stuttered and she nodded with a grin. “All of it?”

“Uh-huh. I planned it 2 weeks ago. Looks like I got a talent for party planning. Everyone else helped organise it. Ignis 12 hours making all the food, Wren and I baked your cake, Prompto and Gladio as well as the others decorated and Ravus got all the Sylleblossoms together.” Bella explained.

“Did he do it voluntarily?” He squinted his eyes and she rolled her eyes.

“Yes, duh.” The boys, Wren and Noct glared at her and she sweated nervously whilst lifting her hands in defeat. “Okay, I asked him to.”

“I bet you did a little bit more than ask.” Wren snickered as her boyfriend Ignis shook his head, Gladio smirked and Prompto giggled with Regis not understanding what she meant.

“Wren!” She elbowed her with a pout.

“Ramuh, strike me where I stand.” Noct murmured whilst glancing up at the sky. They heard soft barks and Umbra ran towards Noctis who knelt to the ground whilst rubbing his head. “Umbra, you came to my birthday party huh? Glad you can make it buddy.” He did that cute baby talk with Umbra who licked his face.

“Prince Noctis…” The man heard a voice and stood up to see Queen Sylva who smiled gently at him. The Queen of Tenebrae wore a white and silver long sleeved a line dress which reached the floor and a simple silver tiara on top of her head.

“Your Highness.” He bowed his head respectfully.  

“Oh how you’ve grown into a fine young man.” She stated whilst hugging him. His eyes widened with surprised when she did this and he froze not knowing if he should return it or just stand there. He could hear Gladio, Prompto, Regis, Bella and Wren snickering at his reaction. She pulled away from him and he cleared his throat.

“I’m glad you could make it.” Noctis said.

“We wouldn’t have missed it for the world.” She replied.

“My Prince.” He heard a familiar voice.

When his eyes fell on Lunafreya, he could feel his heart pounding in his chest and his cheeks turn hot. His once pale cheeks reddened as he blinked several times. He gulped and felt hot all of a sudden. It was as if he had seen a beautiful divine goddess. The Princess wore a white lace off the shoulder dress which fell to her knees. She also wore a silver crystal choker with matching earrings and her hair was left out. Luna stood there with her usual kind smile which made the Prince weak in his knees. By her side was Ravus who wore a white blazer, waistcoat and trousers, brown shoes, purple shirt and a silver metallic tie. His heterochromia eyes peered into Noctis who was just staring at his baby sister as he grew more impatient with his lack of words. The Prince of Lucis’s friends and sister noticed his dazed reaction and still couldn’t help but giggle.

“It’s as if Shiva froze him, Lunafreya.” Ravus stated and that was enough to snap Noct out of daze.

“Luna…you…you made it. I’m happy, uh, glad you’re here.” He stammered nervously and she nodded whilst blushing.

“Anyway, let’s get the presents inside. I bet Noct must be really hungry!” Bella stated and led the others inside whilst the youngsters carried the gifts.

When Noct and Luna had headed inside, they saw that the restaurant’s layout looked completely different. Instead of individual tables serving from 2 to 6, there were rectangular tables for everyone to sit together. Clarus, Cor, Sylva and Regis all sat together and were talking about how everything looked wonderful for the Prince’s Birthday. Whilst the rest were too busy teasing Noct for forgetting his own birthday. Bella, Gladio and Nyx had a fun time talking about Noct’s most embarrassing moments of his childhood, including the story when an 8 year old Noct confessed at a ball that he would marry Lady Lunafreya and that they would live happily ever after with 10 children whilst caring for Umbra and Pryna. They all laughed at this whilst Luna and Noct were both incredibly flustered and Ravus just glared at the Prince whilst wrapping his arm around his sister.

They were all served dinner before sunset with the King, Prince and Princess sitting at a table at the back. For dinner, there was a buffet consisting of all of the birthday boy’s favourite dishes which he was ecstatic about. Then it was time for Bella’s speech to Noctis on his birthday.

She stood up from her seat and cleared her throat. Everyone’s voices became silent into a mutter until there was complete silence.

“I’d like to take this moment to thank everyone for coming today. I am extremely grateful that you could make it for Noct’s birthday. Ignis, thank you so much for preparing such amazing food.” Both siblings smiled whilst lowering their heads respectfully at him. “Today is of course a really special and unforgettable day. Well almost for all.” She winked at her brother. “The day my lovely brother was born as my father would say the day he received a blessing from the Six. Although lazy most of the time and moody sometimes, my brother is truly a treasure to Eos. His kindness compares to only my father, his heart golden like our colour, words soft like a cloud and his strength great like Bahamut’s. I would like to raise a toast.” Bella raised her glass of champagne and so did everyone else. “To wish a happy birthday to a wonderful son, a kind Prince, a sweet lover, a dear friend and a perfect brother. May all your wishes come true and that your life is filled only with happiness and love. Happy Birthday, Sleeping Beauty.”

Everyone began clapping whilst Wren, Iris, Prompto and Cindy cheered. Noct smiled at this with a tear falling down his cheek as he wrapped his arms around his sister and pressed his lips against her forehead. She hugged him back which earned some aww’s from the crowd. The Prince of Lucis stood up too whilst holding her hand and looked at everyone.

“Thank you everyone for planning and organising this amazing party. Words can’t describe how happy I am but just know that I’m grateful for everyone has done today. Before coming here, Bella had left a note for me. To go to Galdin Quay to seek what my heart truly desires and this…this was what my heart truly desired. To see all the people special to me here and that’s what I got. And I thank the Six every day that I know there are people who really love me and care for me. It’s the best blessing I could ever have to be honest.” That special really moved both his sister and father who wiped their tears. They were so glad that he was happy today and that was all that mattered; Noct’s happiness.

When he was done with his speech, both Bella and Wren pushed a trolley table with a humungous 6 tier cake that was even taller than Bella who was 5ft 3in. The cake was decorated with figurines of all of Noct’s friends and family with the Prince on top holding a fishing rod. Noct’s eyes sparkled with amazement and everyone else was in awe as they praised the cake. Ignis helped both girls serve up the cake for each guest and they all enjoyed the delicious dessert the two best friends had prepared for them all.

The sun had begun to set in the horizon, many of the kids and guests were on the beach enjoying themselves whilst the elders had tea and coffee together. Bella grabbed both her brother and friend’s hands and led them to the dock where there was a boat for two that waited for them two/

“Quick before Ravus catches you both.” She said with a wink and Noct helped Luna get into the boat. And she pushed him after her. “Go get her tiger.” She mumbled loud enough for only him to hear. He blushed at this and glared at her.

“What if he sees us?” He asked curiously.

“Don’t worry, I got him under control now enjoy!” She pushed the back of the boat with her foot and nodded. Noct who quickly took the oars began rowing out, but not too far ahead and not too close to land.

Bella had sat down on the edge of the dock with her feet in the water. She heard footsteps as Ravus sat next to her with Ignis and Wren joining them.

“My love, where is…is that Noctis with my sister?” The Prince of Tenebrae asked with anger in his voice.

“Oh come now, let them be.” Ignis advised.

“Yeah you gotta be like Shiva and just chill.” Her best friend and boyfriend furrowed their eyebrows at her pun and she shrugged.

“But she’s my sister.” The silver haired man said.

“And he’s my brother. Don’t worry, my grey light flower. You can trust him.” Bella reassured him and when he heard his nickname he couldn’t help but blush and stay quiet. “Anyway Wren, did you bring the binoculars?”

“Yep!” The dark haired woman gave the Princess a pair of binoculars and Ignis sighed whilst pushing his glasses up.

“Shame on you both for being absolutely nosey.” He nagged.

“I’m just…keeping an eye in case he falls and drowns.” Wren snorted at Bella’s reasoning and the advisor just rolled his eyes with another deep sigh.

“I hope he does.” The older man mumbled earning him a nudge from his girlfriend.

“Ooooh, look he gave her his waistcoat, how cute!” The Princess’s bodyguard exclaimed.

“What?” Ravus hissed.

“Calm down, it is harmless. Only a token of kindness.” Ignis stated.

When the fireworks began to go off, Ignis couldn’t help but jump a little at it. Wren who noticed this, placed her hand on his and smiled gently at him with her eyes sparkling. She knew he was afraid of fireworks and promised him that she would be by his side through everything. He turned to him and there was that smile as warm as his heart and as beautiful as his existence to her. He leaned closer to her and pressed a sweet gentle kiss on her lips and she kissed him back. The kiss was heartfelt, light yet so tender, it made butterflies in their stomachs flutter. After just a minute they both pulled away and stared at the fireworks.

Ravus’s muscles relaxed and he sighed, maybe it was time he did trust the wayward Prince more around his sister. He knew Lunafreya had loved him dearly, surely if Noctis accepted him to date his sister then he could do the same. He turned to the girl who sat beside him and a smile graced his face; how luck was he to be in love with a girl like her, who heart was as bright as the sun. He wrapped his arm around her and she smiled, placing the binoculars down and resting her head against his arm. He placed his hand on her face, lifting it up to look into his mismatched eyes as he leaned in, capturing her red lips in a sweet, loving and powerful kiss. She kissed him back whilst holding his hand tight, never ever wanting to let go. He pulled away after a moment, his lips still on hers murmuring oh so quietly how much he loved her. When they had shared their beautiful and passionate moment, they both turned to the fireworks and admired it together.

In the distance, both Noctis and Lunafreya were staring up at the sky as it was lit with many colours. It was at this moment he knew that he could no longer hide his feelings for her anymore. He pulled away from her, holding her hands gently in his and she looked up at him.

“Luna, there’s something I have to tell you.” Her crystal blue eyes sparkled from the reflection of the fireworks and she nodded as her heart escalated with anxiety.

“What is it, Noctis?” She asked and he gulped. Beads of sweat trickled down the back of his neck and his face was hotter than Ifrit’s fire.

“For a long time, we have always been together. Since I was 6 and you were 10, I knew that you were like no one else. Whenever my dad would take us to Tenebrae, I would always get excited not for the love of your birthplace, but to see you.” She smiled at him. “As I grew up, my feelings for you changed and I knew that I didn’t want you just as my friend. But as someone more special.” He held her hands to his heart. “When I think of you, my heart goes crazy, when I see you, my brain is like fried eggs, when I hear your voice, and it’s most beautiful sound I could ever hear. Luna, it’s been you, it’s always been you. I love you, with all my heart and all my soul and I only want to make you the happiest woman in the world.”

“Oh Noctis…” She smiled with a tear falling down her cheek. “You just made me the happiest woman in the world. Because I love you too.” His eyes widened and he gulped.

“Y-you do?” Luna nodded. “Really?” She nodded again. “This isn’t a dream right?”

“No, this isn’t a dream.” She held his hands back showing him it wasn’t. “And even if it is, I never want to wake up from it.”

“Luna…” Suddenly he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close and so did she. “Luna, I love you so much.”

“I love you too, my Prince.” She whispered and they pulled away just a little.

He stared at those eyes, the ones he had always been in love and smiled whilst sighing with relief. She stared up at him with the widest smile on her face, as he wiped her tears and he leaned closer. And finally he had pressed his lips against hers, kissing her so carefully and lovingly. It took her a few seconds to process everything and treasure each millisecond until she kissed him back. She placed her soft warm hands onto his face as he wrapped his strong arms around neck. This moment, felt like an eternal blessing for them both. It was both their first kisses and they were both thankful that it was with each other.

After a minute or two they pulled away and were staring into each other eyes. “This has to be the best birthday I could ever have, all thanks for my family, to you and to my friends.” Lunafreya rested her head against his shoulder and they looked up at the stars forming in the sky as it lit with one final bright blue firework. “To everyone…thank you.”