TO BE HONEST I think a huge reason why I vibe soooo much with Leo being the Medic of the group is because he’s, in essence, pretty support focused in fights? His teleportation ability gives him the ability to move around his allies into prime spots as well as move his enemies (or enemies’ arsenal) into disadvantageous positions.
Like, yeah he’s a fantastic fighter, undoubtedly so, but he’s probably the least outright “powerhouse” of his bros in terms of raw strength when looking at the pain each can dish out. His portals absolutely can be used to cause massive damage (and they DO plus so do his swords) but they seem to be more used for support than attack in comparison to his bros. (This is not to look down upon his fighting prowess at all though, tbh I think he’s probably the most skilled fighter? Just in terms of heavy hits with ninpo he’s more support. His ninpo in general requires him to be very very strategic and I’m getting off topic-)
IMO this ties super nice with Medic Leo as well bc his eyes on the battlefield means he can portal out those who get hurt and patch them up on the spot.
TL;DR: support main Leo vibes super well with Medic Leo headcanon
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a/n: stfu I found yet another makki timestamp I never posted. guess I was like obsessed w makki during the era right before I stopped writing for hq *cough* you mean the era right before I got my tsukki bf and disappeared from Tumblr anyway if you haven't been following my tags & tales, my roomie is watching hq for the 1st time and it's causing me to want to possibly get back into writing for it, or at least post all the old stuff I wrote and never published. so anybody who's still in this fandom on here, come get your freakin FOOD!!!!!!
4:35 pm
Hanamaki Takahiro (27) is no longer between jobs. Well, actually, he’s sort of between being between jobs. Basically, he doesn’t think that scooping ice cream is a real use of his talents, but a friend of a friend landed him this gig, just until the summer’s over. Despite the fact that it sucks, he’s never been one to say no to cash. And there are some upsides. Namely, the fact that this kid around his age drops by every Thursday after they get off work. Hanamaki’s not saying he’s in love or anything. He just thinks you’re the most attractive person to ever order ice cream.
It’s been about a month since you started coming, which means he’s really only seen you a handful of times, but he doesn’t plan on forgetting you anytime soon. The way you sort of awkwardly fumble your cash out of your wallet, the absentminded look in your eye as you study the board of flavors, the fact that you say “No, thank YOU!” right back to his coworker when you tip way too much. He loves it. He loves the way you wait at the counter, swiveling around in your chair without a care in the world, just existing there in your own pleasant daydreams. He’s pretty sure you’re begging to be watched.
And he’s even more sure now that you’re here, for the fifth week in a row, and you’re glancing at him from your seat at the bar. He misses it the first time, so shocked at being caught staring that he doesn’t quite register that actually, you were looking at him, too. He can’t even remember who looked first. Had he even been staring? Or had he been casually looking your way when he noticed you looking at him? He decides it’s no use wondering, and as he serves another customer their sundae, leaning over the counter, he sneaks a glance at you. And you are watching, dammit. Your eyes aren’t on his, they’re in his hair, and running along his bicep, and then you look up, and he smirks, and this is definitely the best job ever. He turns back to his work, willing himself not to actually do a stupid fist pump. Instead, he busies himself with crossing the delivered order off the list in front of him, starting on the next bowl of ice cream.
He’s trying really hard to focus on delivering ice creams. He really is. But he keeps looking up at you, now, every time he comes to the counter. When you make eye contact again, he sees the smile creep onto your face, and he can’t help smiling too. And you keep smiling at him, each time he comes over, like looking at you was the right thing to do. Two cones, a cup, and a milkshake later, he licks his lips and flexes a little as he walks away, and he’s pretty damn sure he hears you snort. And his heart’s starting to beat fast, because you noticed. You’re watching him intently, even when he’s not watching you.
And then it hits him. You’ve been sitting there a really long time. Without ice cream. Whoops.
Right about that time, it seems like it hits you, too, because he watches you nonchalantly get up from your seat and walk over to the register, questioning the blonde man about where your cone might be. The guy walks over to Hanamaki and starts rifling through the order list, and sure enough, there’s your cone, line straight through the order. “You crossed it off like you already finished it, idiot!” The blonde laughs and knocks his arm against Hanamaki before coming back to you at the counter. “Sorry. He’s not the brightest.”
Your ice cream is ready faster than any of the ones you’ve seen come out before, and the blonde man watches with a laugh as Makki hands it to you. “I swear, I’m not new.”
“I know,” you say. And you don’t know what’s gotten into you, because you add, “They just keep you around cause you’re cute.” And you leave him standing there, mouth hanging open, and walk to sit at one of the tables outside.
It’s not five minutes before he sits down next to you. “Hey, pretty thing.”
You look over and roll your eyes, trying not to smile. “What, do you need something?”
“Nope. Just got off.”
“You expect me to believe that?”
“If it means you’ll let me sit here with you while you eat your ice cream alone instead of forcing me to go back inside—“
“So dramatic.” You laugh.
It takes a minute for him to work up the courage to say it, but he eventually does. “You really think I’m cute?”
You shrug. “I was just messing around.”
“Well, don’t all good things start with messing around?” He swivels to face you and flashes you that lazy smile. And he definitely leaves with your number… even if he’s getting dragged away by Ukai.
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I love how the baby girl was supposed to be daddy’s princess and the baby boy the mini Alastor but it’s slowly becoming the other way around😭
The bbg would so say “Well I’m starved! who wants some Jambalaya!?” at some point in her life and Alastor would be so proud
And she would learn it all from him
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