#hugati

[hinahasan]

zalil kutia

mujpe ghaliz amal karwati?? muje hugati beti ki laudi??? namak haram bkl?.. tawaif hooker

[greenleavesblueflames]

"I hear this is the place to come for readings about the future?" (from @hugati, specifically Ati in metro city verse)

Mayla came out of the back room, wearing her usual warm smile. “Of course, welcome!” Nobody had asked her for a reading in several days; she was excited by the change of pace. “What’s your name?”

[purplesockson]

@hugati

After being groomed from childhood to become an officer, Argyle jumped at the chance to become a scout when it was offered. It was only supposed to be a temporary thing, a few deca-phoebs at most, but Argyle wanted to be a pilot so badly that he didn't care. His father allowed it in hopes that it would give Argyle some confidence and experience, making his eventual transition to commanding officer a smoother one. His partner was a strict, unfriendly type, but Argyle was more interested in flying than making friends anyway.

They never picked up any signals, until one day they did. They found a pretty little planet with seven moons that sent their equipment crazy with readings. They weren't Voltron signals, or anything else the ships' computers recognized. It was more like a surge of very strange Quintessence than anything else. Before hey could report it, however, their ships were caught in a freak solar storm that scrambled their signal and shorted out their computers. The turbulence threw them helplessly towards the planet.

Argyle tried to get control of his ship while his partner's burnt up in the atmosphere. He barely managed to avoid the same fate, but the crystalline blue of an ocean was rapidly approaching.

"Come on, come on, please..." He fought against the malfunctioning controls. Somehow, he got the ship aimed at the shore instead out the middle of the sea. By then, it was too late to do anything else except brace himself.

The small Galra vessel crashed violently into a beach, not far from a series of sea caves. Argyle's last thought before the impact was one of gratitude that he wasn't landing on the rocks.

Then, nothing.

[wewinyoulose]

Important Questions

Mephisto was feeling like he was at the end of his rope. He and Praxina just got back from Ephedia after Gramorr had “explained” to them what sort of failures they were. Again. His ribs hurt as if an Earth version of Rhino had repeatedly slammed into them. This time there was a bruise on his cheek as well. But it was nothing compared to Praxina.

He tried to comfort his sister with his usual jabs and stupid remarks but this time all he got in return were hisses and even more belittling. She really took personally that last defeat. Usually their boss would go easy on Praxina, his favourite student but not this time. It caused her to be extra prickly. And he felt like he needed a little bit of comfort. 

He couldn’t go to Iris, he didn’t trust her that much and her pity would sting him more than any spell blast Praxina would cast on him if she found out.

There were also questions which he had about what he saw on that other Ephedia. The mirror Ephedia Praxina called it when they reported to Gramorr. Questions generally needed answers and the only place he he probably could get them was Hugo, the Not-His-Father... Problem was Mephisto wasn’t sure how to find him. 

After a whole day of search, looking into every possible and impossible nook and cranny, Mephisto returned home, sore and completely bummed down. 

“Why do you look like when someone steals your dessert?” Praxina glared at him from her corner, covering her yellowing bruises with make-up.

“I was looking for something,” he grumbled flopping down on his designated corner of the cave.

“Why didn’t you use the scrying mirror?” She asked completely baffled by his stupidity. They had magic for a reason.

Mephisto blinked that point dawning on him. He even made a surprised ‘o’ face, making Praxina huff, rolling her eyes and shaking her head as she went back to perfecting contouring. Her brother meanwhile brought up a small scrying mirror, and flipped through it looking for Hugo. 

“Aha!” he shouted triumphantly getting up on his legs, then hissing and folding in two when his ribs and other various bruises reminded him about themselves. “I’ll be later.” he hissed out to his sister and teleported away. He landed seconds later on a balcony of Hugo’s apartment, knocking down on window to be let in, face smooshed against the glass.

@hugati  

[hugati]

Hugati for ship thing

send me a ship and i’ll tell you which one:

immediately begins to shimmy when maroon 5 comes on Hugo, and Ati quickly joins in

wakes the other up at 3am demanding pancakes Ati does, Hugo immediately goes to make them for her

sends the other unsolicited nudes Before Hugo went blind, Ati would. Now she sends him audios instead. Ati gets blurry dick pics back and she just giggles.

brags about knowing karate even though they never made it past yellow belt Hugo would despite being very competent in battle. He doesn’t even know what Karate is.

comes to a complete halt outside bakeries/candy shops Ati does and then she criticises them and compares them to Hugo’s baked goods which are infinitely better in her opinion. Hugo just wants to know why he’s suddenly lost his wife.

blows sarcastic kisses after doing ridiculous shit Both, they’re terrible

killed the guy (also, which hid the body) Hugo killed them, Ati helping him hide the body

wears the least clothing around the house They both do bc they’re terrible and like to tease each other. Ati especially since Hugo won’t even notice unless he touches her and then it’s a matter of guessing how long she’s been almost naked

has icky sentimental moments for no apparent reason Hugo, just random smooches and picking her up and swinging her around for cuddles. Ati returns them ofc and sometimes just gives them randomly too, but hers are much more subtle like a kiss on the forehead or a squeeze of a hand.

[followmetoyourdoom]

A brief summary of my ocs relationship:

Ati: I have very high standards  Hugo: *bleps* Ati: oh no you're meeting all my standards

[feathers-and-scales]

Amoxtli nodded and walked to a different part of the room. She leaned under the counter and began to browse the tiaras. Personally she preferred the silver and diamond ones but just to be fair she picked some golden ones making sure to grab them through a cloth. Her silver lined gloves were a blessing in her work.

She then took the tray to Hugo and Ati and slid them over the counter to Ati. "Here are some nice tiaras. Some of them are based on real crowns of Earth royals."

“Sorry, the door was unlocked and- are you open?” from Hugati (specifically Hugo)

Amoxtli was wiping the glass counter of the displays when the little bell above the door rang. She stood up and set the cloth and detergent bottle aside.

“Yes, we are the sign at the door says so,” she said walking up to the couple. With every step the jewelry on her jingled.

It was when she was much closer she has noticed the man’s eyes looking like broken crystals. His wife was looking a little bit not there and disheveled but honestly Amoxtli did not judge. Her own sense of fashion could be a little… unorthodox.

“How may I help you?” she asked folding her hands in front of her, the feathers on her head twitching.

@hugati

[ipixelos]

Hugati Mwazozo - Rhythm to the Slaves 12' Extended dance version (1983) - history in comments

[singinghands]

🎼 hugati :)

((Bam. I’m not sorry.))

@hugati

[classytaur]

URL SONG CHALLENGE! RULES: spell out your URL with song titles and tag people to make it more fun!

Tagged by: @hugati (you monster XDD)

Tagging: @the-explosive-existence @lannistersmakequeenstoo (I’m cruel I know )  @thoughtful-raven @onsilentwings

Crazy in Love - Swing Republic

Listen - Beyonce

And the waltz goes on - Andre Rieu, Anthony Hopkins

Sing - Ed Sheeran

Something That I Want - Grace Potter (Tangled OST)

You and Me - Lifehouse 

The Phantom of the Opera - Prague Cello Quartet

As the world falls down - David Bowie

Unwritten - Natasha Bedingfield

Rosen aus dem Suden op. 388 - Johann Strauss

[larrythecentaur]

Larry grinned, feeling as if he'd won this one. "Yes, Sir. I'll be careful."

It wasn't even about the patch, at this point. Well, okay, a little bit. He did still have that chip on his shoulder, wanting to prove that he was just as good as the more able-bodied kids in his troop. But by now he was more interested in helping Hugo, specifically. He'd come to like the old grump.

"I don’t want your help! …I want you safe." (from Hugo, for the Up au idea)

Right, as if Larry was going to just sit there. He huffed under his breath and went to follow Hugo, wishing he could move a little faster. “I’m coming with you!” @hugati

[greenleavesblueflames]

Italicize all that your muse fears Bold any your muse dislikes Do both to anything your muse is afraid, yet enjoys

Romantic feelings | Close relationships | Death | The dark | Spiders | The unknown | Water | Heights | Intimate actions | Cuddling | Friendship | Allies | Betrayal | Emotions | Themselves | Being alone | Cramped places | Their body | Getting close to others | Fire | Alcohol | Their past | Intrusive thoughts | Family | Blood | Numbness | Social interaction | Meat | Sex | Unrequited love 

Tagged by: @hugati

Tagging: Whoever wants to steal XD

[purplesockson]

For Argyle, 3, 6, 14, 16! For Lotor, 2, 12, 20?

Thank you! Sorry it took so long I needed to set aside some time for it and then forgot lolol Argyle

3. What’s one skill your character really wishes they had?

Hmm... I’d say fighting, but he does have the skill and knowledge to fight. I think when he says “fighting” he means more the mental side of it.

So second to that would be cooking. He starts to teach himself once he’s free, I’m sure, but that takes time. Instant cooking skill would be very nice XD

6. Do they collect anything/have a collection?

Yes; once he leaves the Empire, Argyle keeps a series of terrariums, aquariums, even some insects and things like that. He loves the kind where they represent a tiny ecosystem, like those filter-free aquariums, like this

https://youtu.be/-ZYNk0oXt3I

Often they’re microcosms of, say, the forest floor or pond life of an alien planet he’s visited, but he’s just as happy to stick to ones based on the planet he’s living on.

In one verse, his adoptive royal family supports him and he’s able to build huge, room-sized terrariums representing the different biomes of their planet, which makes him very happy.

14. Do they have someone that they consider to be a family member, even if they’re not related to your character by blood? What was one of your character’s with them, and what makes them so special to them?

This is actually closely related to that last part. His adoptive family. In several verses, he’s adopted by Hugo and Ati (@hugati) and he adores them. Hugo is the dad he should have had, so unlike Plad that it astounds him. Hmm, favorite moments... Hugo is hugely encouraging and supportive, and Argyle’s favorite scenes with him usually started with him feeling insecure and awful and then Hugo comforting him and convincing him that he matters, that he’s enough, and they hug. There’s a few moments like that across verses, and Argyle treasures them.

Another adoptive parental figure is Isaiah (@yesha-yahu) who is less open with his affection but means just as much to Argyle. They met in their Trollhunters-inspired Changeling au, and in spite of his grumpy exterior, Isaiah took Argyle under his wing and let him tag along with him and his daughter Willow. They later meet Karaa and Mort (@codeoftheforest and @curseddiamonddragon) and the lot of them form a strange little family XD Argyle never wanted to accept himself, but knowing them made him feel accepted as he was, as a Changeling, and that meant the world to him.

I could honestly go on, he has a lot of found family across verses, so I’ll stop there XD

16. What is their aspiration? Their goal? Their purpose? What makes them want to wake up everyday and keep on going?

Hmm. That’s a toughie. There was a long period of Argyle’s life where he wasn’t sure, himself. He grew to hate his life in the Empire, but he persisted because he was waiting. He didn’t know for what, exactly, but somewhere in his gut, he knew things would change.

Once he’s free... I think it’s a mix of making a positive difference and just... being happy. To aspire to be happy, when one has suffered as he has, is in itself an act of courage. He’s never been ambitious, he seeks only comfort and contentment and love. That seems like a pretty great goal, to me.

Lotor

2. What is your character’s happiest memory?

Hmm, I’m going to take this as backstory, like before any ships and ship related plots.

The time Lotor spent on Intara stands out in his mind as the happiest time of his life, short as it was. His affection for his found family, the sweet lover he cherished, and all the people of that beautiful little planet. He learned, there, what the word “home” means. What “love” and “honor” and “kindness” mean. What it means to be a leader and not just a ruler.

He wears his braid(s), to remind himself what he once had, and what he fights for.

12. Your character has the opportunity to have one wish granted. Would the wish only benefit them, someone else (one person or multiple), or everyone? And what would that wish be?

...I think perhaps, based on the previous answer, you’ll know what I’m about to say XD

Lotor would wish Intara restored to its original glory, or at least the way it was before Zarkon destroyed it. If he could, he would wish to bring back every planet the Empire ever ruined and destroyed. It’s a generous wish, but not completely selfless. Given the option, Lotor would happily spend the rest of his life on Intara with his family.

20. How would your character define love?

Oh wow not holding back huh lol

..Trust. Lotor’s idea of love is trusting another person absolutely. Putting your heart in their hands and knowing they will be careful with it, while letting you hold theirs. It’s sweet words with true intent behind them. It’s physical contact without fear of being hurt. It’s forgiveness for his sins, it’s forgiving theirs. It’s remembering someone forever, no matter how many millennia pass by.

[wewinyoulose]

​Headcanons!

Mephisto:

╳   FLAWS.

moody |  short-tempered  | emotionally unstable | whiny | conceited | dishonest | controlling | possessive | paranoid | impatient | cowardly | bitter |  selfish | power-hungry |greedy | lazy |  judgmental |  forgetful  | impulsive | spiteful  | stubborn |  sadistic |  petty  | unlucky

♔   STRENGTHS.

honest |  trustworthy  | thoughtful | caring | brave | patient |  selfless  | ambitious | tolerant | lucky | intelligent | confident  | focused |  humble | generous | merciful  | observant | wise | clever |  charming | cheerful | optimistic |  decisive  | adaptive | calm

Praxina:

╳   FLAWS.

moody |  short-tempered  | emotionally unstable | whiny | controlling | conceited | dishonest | possessive | paranoid | impatient | cowardly | bitter |  selfish | power-hungry |greedy | lazy |  judgmental |  forgetful  | impulsive | spiteful  | stubborn |  sadistic |  petty  | unlucky

♔   STRENGTHS.

honest |  trustworthy  | thoughtful | caring | brave | patient |  selfless  | ambitious | tolerant | lucky | intelligent | confident  | focused |  humble | generous | merciful  | observant | wise | clever |  charming | cheerful | optimistic |  decisive  | adaptive | calm

tagging:  @theheartofephedia @floofymuses (Talia?) @hugati @singinghands 

(stolen from @loliprincessvolta ) REPOST DON’T REBLOG

[hugati]

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[larrythecentaur]

"I don’t want your help! …I want you safe." (from Hugo, for the Up au idea)

Right, as if Larry was going to just sit there. He huffed under his breath and went to follow Hugo, wishing he could move a little faster. “I’m coming with you!” @hugati