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lilybecca1 · 7 days ago

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What are your fav personal headcanons about BakuDeku? What are your favorite (canon) moments of BakuDeku? Also, do you have any fav ships (from any fandom) that the dynamics remind you of BKDK? Thanks if you want to answer....

Hi! Omg yes I actually do have one ship that reminds me a lot about bkdk now that I think about it. Haven't even realized the connection before but holy shit

And it's HiroZero from Darling in the Franxx

Cause hear me out guys (MAJOR spoilers). They start out as childhood friends, but then fade apart because of the seperation. One of them ends up totally forgetting about that one defining moment in their childhood (Hiro aka Deku) while the other completely hyperfixates on it to the point of pushing everyone away (Zero Two aka Bakugo). Hiro (Deku) is amazed and in awe about everything that Zero Two (Bakugo) is. Zero Two always tried to fight on her own, because she thinks no one else can keep up with her, and thinks that Hiro is just a fodder stuck by her side just like everyone else, but he proves himself that he is capable again and again, completely changing Zero Two's view of him, and turning her from a cold, distant person who doesn't care about anyone else, into a caring, sensitive person who warmed up towards making friends, and who is completely devoted to Hiro.

Throughout the entire anime, Ichigo(kinda parallel to Ochaco) tried to get Hiro to be less reckless and stop throwing himself into fights, but for Hiro, it's always "Zero Two and the others". No matter how hard Ichigo tries to make him settle back into the life that he had with them, in his eyes, he will always see Zero Two. For them, it's always only each other. The love that they have for each other goes much deeper than what anyone else can comprehend.

And the whole symbolism behind Hiro and Zero Two is the symbol of the doves with one wing. Alone, they cannot survive, but when they're together, they can soar higher than anyone else. Two doves that are incomplete without each other. Two sides of the same coin.

And the ending is what I loved the most. In the end, they become each other, they become the one and the same soul. Their feelings completely become one. They end up floating across space for years and years, time insignificant as long as they're together. Just like bkdk's "Even if we only have one lifetime, together we have an unlimited supply". Because it doesn't matter if they die, as long as they'll remain by the other's side even in the afterlife.

"I had nothing, but you gave me a sense of meaning". Just like how Hiro felt his life was meaningless until Zero Two came along. And these are both quotes from the song "Because you're my hero" aka the song about Izuku's feelings towards Katsuki.

"It was like I was put under a spell. Her two alluring horns, and my first ever look at a naked girl’s body, left me transfixed, unable to take my eyes off of her." The same as how Izuku couldn't take his eyes off of Bakugo, because he was transfixed by his amazingness.

"When we first met, I couldn’t take my eyes off you. You were confident, held your head high, and I found that beautiful." I honestly wouldn't be able to decide if this came from Izuku or Hiro. Izuku always found Bakugo's confidence, the way he always held his head high something that he couldn't take his eyes off of. And he found it beautiful too. You can see it in his eyes, even if he never said it with the same words.

"You and I; alone and lonesome. With the wings that I tore apart with my own hands, it will never be possible again to fly away. The days that I could spend as your wing, the sky that I dreamed we could take to some day. It has all started fading away, far, far away." Which for Bakugo means, "the dream of flying together, of being heroes together that I tore apart with my own hands at the river, it has all started fading far, far away because of what I did"

"If Zero Two can’t smile for me, than I might as well be dead." It's similar to how Deku feels, like when he said he can't imagine a world without Kacchan in it.

"Liar. If that were true, then why is your last page left blank? Don’t fly off on your own. Please, Zero Two, let me stay with you. Together...let’s rewrite that story."" Bakugo knew he would die too when he sacrificed himself, yet he did it anyway, for Izuku, even if deep down all he wanted was to compete with him for the rest of his life. "Nevertheless, my heart is crying with your pain. Can I at least be by your side, even if we cannot understand each other""Together we steal the future and imagine it" quotes from some of the ending songs.

"The distant skies. Beyond time and distance. An overwhelmingly long journey just for the two of us. You're a part of me. I'm a part of you. I'll remember your warmth, along with the memories we've made together. I'll never let you go again!" Never let you go again, just like bkdk's version of I'll never let your hand go ever again. "Won't let that hand slip away anymore. Forever and ever ahead, the two of us together" also a quote from one of the songs.

"I’m always alone, too. Thanks to these horns." And Bakugo used to always be alone because of his anger, which made him seem like a monster.

"Maybe we can't win alone, but the two of us together can!" Just like Bakudeku ✨

Bakudeku IS literally HiroZero, because the love and connection they have is the same, even if their story isn't. Two doves who are meaningless without each other, but they give meaning to eachothers' lives and fly forever together, for the rest of their lives.

All the parallels are FREAKING INSANE

Like them meeting under a cherry blossom tree in their second life

And becoming TWO STARS IN THE SKY, TWIRLING AROUND EACH OTHER LIKE TWIN STARS?

if they were orange and green it would be undeniable

And also the hand holding symbolism between them too, and how first it was Hiro that held out his hand to Zero Two and "saved" her, then in the end, Zero Two held out her hand to him, just like Bakugo in the manga.

Like seriously, the only thing different in their story is that they actually kissed.

And now I actually remember how beautiful I found their story when I watched Darling in the Franxx and I can say the same about Bakudeku. Their story and their connection is just as beautiful too, and it goes way beyond mere human emotions. They are one and they mean more to each other than anything else.

HiroZero is the canon version of BakuDeku

Okay this already turned out pretty long but I'll answer the rest of the questions anyway:

My personal fave headcanons:

Deku being able to tolerate spicy food even better than Bakugo is one of them 😂 like he literally has no pain receptors in his body. He broke his bones over and over again during the tournament and even used his MOUTH. Like you can't tell me he can't tolerate spicy food cause I bet my ahh that he wouldn't even FEEL that

2. My second one is Bakugo being the housewife 😂 like y'all he can cook, he's a clean freak, he orders everyone else around, he'd be so housewife material in the relationship

3. Bakugo always making physical contact with Deku in some way. Like whether it's just a playful shove, or putting his elbow on him, that guy cannot keep his hands off of Deku for even a second

4. Both of them having nightmares and panic attacks after the war about losing each other, and only being comforted by feeling the other's presence

5. Bakugo visiting Izuku every single day at school and sneaking into his classes while the students stare at him like wtf you doing here. Then after a while they're just like Deku-sensei your husband is staring in from outside the window again

6. Katsuki getting jealous over small things even though they're not even dating. Like you went out to eat with Shoto instead of me???! How dare you, this is the worst betrayal of my life

7. Even when they're adults, they know by heart the All Might theme choreography dance they learned when they were kids and Deku always makes Bakugo join him to dance it with him at parties

8. Izuku: How can anyone hate the rain?

Bakugo: Oh God they're tryna drown me in this ho

9. They're crossing the street, car honks:

Bakugo: F*CK YOU D*CKWAD

Midoriya, bowing 20 times: I'm so sorry please forgive his behaviour

10. They don't hang out like their other friends, when they hang out they are just simply quietly doing their own thing, being in the same space but in a comfortable silence, not feeling forced to make conversation. They just quietly enjoy each other's company while they do their own thing

11. Bakugo: is protective and gets easily jealous and makes a big show of it

Deku: is possessive but doesn't get easily jealous (idk if that makes sense lol)

12. Bakugo: gets offended easily and dramatically pouts for some time after but he calms down quickly

Deku: doesn't get hurt or angry easily but once he does actually get into an argument, he avoids Bakugo for days

And favorite canon moments though would probably be:

DvK2, basically the whole fight

Bakugo running to Deku in the hospital

Every single time Deku loses control cause of Bakugo getting hurt

The entire second movie

Deku punching Bakugo (that was kinda satisfying)

River scene (literally the most defining moment)

Swan dive scene (it's literally the base of all the angst that ever existed in every fic, and I love angst so)

Bakugo's apology (not just because of Bakugo apologizing, but Izuku's reaction too. This is one of the biggest scenes where we see just how much he actually means to Izuku)

The entire snowy mountain camping chapter in the novels (it was literally THE turning point in Bakugo's feelings and it wasn't even animated bruh)

Okay if I write any more than that I'll probably end up listing every single bkdk moment in the entire manga so that's enough probably 😂

#bnha #mha #bkdk #bakudeku #bakugou katsuki #midoriya izuku #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #bakugo #deku #Hiro #zero two #darling in the franxx #HiroZero #questions and answers #ask lilybecca1 #ask #ask me anything #ask tumblr

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local-pr1nter · 8 months ago

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Kiyotaka Ishimaru Ship Dynamics!

These are my personal opinions and headcanons! If you do not like them then please move on!

Assume these are all based in a Non-Despair AU!

Ishimondo

I've mentioned them before multiple times, but they're just that good and I adore them.

Real sweethearts and adore each other.

I've spoken about them multiple times now though so I'll just add some small things.

Daiya teases the two of them relentlessly. He refers to Taka as his brother-in-law and it always makes Mondo turn red- either with rage or embarrassment, who knows.

Takaaki was not a fan of the relationship at first, but eventually warmed up to Mondo after seeing how happy he made Taka- and not to mention how Mondo's changed immensely since they first met.

Daiya was the one to fully encourage Takaaki to just support them. He invited the Ishimarus over for dinner one night and it went lovely- after Mondo and Takaaki bickered for a while of course. Overall, it was a nice moment between all of them.

Takaaki eventually warms up to Mondo so much that he reveals that he also used to ride back when he was younger (I think it would be funny AND would shock everyone- not even Taka would know, shocking him the most.)

Ishikuro

YEAAAAH ANOTHER PERSONAL FAVORITE OF MINE

I love the concept of two people learning how to be in a relationship when they don't get social cues or haven't had anything similar to a romantic relationship before.

I think they have a lot of potential as a couple.

Outspoken hall monitor x stoic soldier lets fucking go.

Either of them could've fallen first, but neither of them would've realized it at first. Mukuro would acknowledge it, but not have any clue of how to go about it, so would bury the feelings down deep inside and just try to ignore it. Kiyotaka would slowly realize it, only to freak out and panic because AHHHHHHH NEW FEELINGS ARE SCARY-

But once he calms down and accepts his feelings he'd probably bring it up with his friends. Leon would freak out about it but Chihiro, Hiro, and Mondo would be fully supportive about it. They'd help him ask her out before following them on their date to make sure nothing goes wrong (cough Junko cough)

Which speaking of-

Junko would NOT be happy with Mukuros crush. Mostly because she's not a fan of Kiyotaka, doesn't wanna lose Mukuros attention, and is jealous that someone actually chose her out of the two of them.

She'd probably try to sabotage their first date in any way she can, but of course Mondo, Chihiro, Leon, and Hiro are bros™ and won't let her ruin it.

And would you look at that! The date goes well!

Taka and Mukuro are very low-key and slow with their relationship- their first kiss had them bright red within minutes and neither of them could speak.

Like they had a system reset or some shit.

Against PDA, Taka wouldn't be very touchy with her in public. Even then, as they're still getting used to a romantic relationship, they aren't very touchy with each other. The most they'll do is cuddle in bed, either after Mukuro wakes up from a nightmare or Kiyotaka gets overwhelmed and shuts down.

In public, the most they would do is hold hands. It makes them both very happy.

They both just wanna take things slow and not ruin anything.

Mukuro is definitely a follower in this relationship, but Taka always encourages her to speak up or let him know if she's uncomfortable or if they wanna do something else together. She always appreciates being treated as an equal in the relationship.

After a while I think Mukuro is the one who likes to touch the most. Mostly holding his hand, arm, pinkie, or the strap of his bag whenever they walk. Almost like she wants everyone to know that she cares about this dork and if anyone touches him she will beat them up.

Both very protective of one another, Mukuro more than Taka but still both of them are very protective.

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creampuffqueen · 7 months ago

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tell us about the tlok gen 2 kids

ask and you shall receive!!!! making fankids is such an obsession of mine lol

so i have futures and kids planned out for pretty much everyone, but i'll just go over the main krew ships + kainora for now. and i'll try to keep it kind of brief but i have So Many thoughts about them so we'll see if i'm successful. i have like. an entire labelled timeline. it's wild

under a cut because this got so long holy crap

the easiest to start with is the bopal kids. they get married a couple years after the end of tlok and start having kids pretty soon after. they end up with four kids (somewhat considering adding a fifth but we'll see. there's already so many ocs)

their eldest is jade, who is an earthbender. then they have a pair of identical twin boys, named san and goji. san is named after bolin's father. san is an airbender, goji is an earthbender. their fourth child is a girl named tempa, who is an airbender. she actually ends up becoming blind later in life. not whatever toph had, as she was born seeing, but she had some degenerative disease that slowly took her eyesight. she actually ends up developing a technique similar to seismic sense, but with airbending, to help her get around! she keeps her head fully shaved so she can always feel vibrations in the air

the next up to have kids is, surprisingly, kai and jinora. this was not intentional on their part. but they've been dating since they were like 12-13, so i honestly don't think it's much of a stretch that they would end up becoming parents as teenagers. pema and tenzin are a bit upset that their daughter got pregnant at 17, but at this point they've accepted kai into the family, and they respect the young couple's decision to keep and raise the baby

and then after they have their first baby, they decide that they're going to hold off on getting married until their family is complete, so all their kids can be a part of the wedding. like bolin and opal, they end up having four kids as well. all of them are airbenders. their first born is a boy named sangye, second is another boy named tadashi, third is a girl named zaya, and fourth is a girl named tara. it's the jinora and tenzin parallels for me lol. two boys, two girls, four airbenders. despite their young age they are very good parents

then we have the korrasami babies. they have the smallest family, with just two kids. i did some research and as it turns out, sperm donation/artificial insemination procedures were a thing in the 1920s. of course they were WILDLY unethical at the time but hey, they did exist. this is how they end up with their kids. mako is the donor, which i know some people may find that weird but mako is their best friend, i feel like they would rather have a donor that they know and trust than just. some random guy

korra is pregnant with their first baby, who they name katara. she's a waterbender. asami is pregnant with their second baby, a little boy they name hiro, after asami's dad. hiro is a nonbender. they are literally the best moms ever <3

and last but not least, we have wuko's kids. for the longest time they are the cool, childless gay uncles. i think they're both really good with kids, but neither are ready to be parents for a long time. not to mention in my timeline it takes a solid ten years for wu to get the new democratic earth kingdom up and running smoothly enough that he can abdicate. and even after he abdicates and he and mako get married, they're still unsure about kids for a few more years. when they do decide to have kids, they both for sure want to adopt. i have a whole separate post i could make about mako quitting the police force to become a social worker and opening up a youth shelter. but he knows he wants to help out kids, so hopefully none suffer the way he and bolin did. wu does not want to have any bio kids, as he wants the royal bloodline to end with him so there is no possible claim to any kind of throne

but then korra and asami are like 'hey, if you guys want a baby, we're cool with helping out' because i mean mako already helped them have their family, they can do the same for him and wu. and since they're offering, mako and wu decide to take them up on it. korra ends up being a surrogate for them, and they welcome a little baby girl that they name naoki, for mako's mom

then, soon after naoki is born, they end up finding a trio of very young sisters out on the streets. their mother passed away, their father walked out on them, and they have no other family. the eldest girl is only 8 years old. when mako meets her it feels like he's looking into a window at his past self. the girls are very frightened, but mako and wu are able to earn their trust enough to help them out. and in the process of caring for them, they end up totally falling in love with these kids. they ask them if they want to be adopted. all three say yes

the girls are named kasumi, ryoko, and hikari. all three are firebenders. naoki also ends up being a firebender. there's so many firebenders in the wuko house. i'm also spreading my girldad mako agenda. him and wu taking these girls in and giving them a family is actually super emotionally healing for him. he's able to make sure another set of siblings out on the steet has a family

anyway that's a very basic rundown!! i love chatting about my next gen kiddos so so much so thanks for asking! and of course if anyone has any questions about specific kids or families please feel free to ask!!!

#tlok #bopal #kainora #korrasami #wuko

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littlewestern · 9 months ago

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Henryships, please!

This one goes out to @belle-aesthetics who asked for Henry as well!

Henry!! Oh Henry, how troublesome you are to ship sometimes. I feel as though he's in a similar situation to Gordon where there aren't any engines that are an exact perfect fit in a way that I find satisfying.

I prefer ships where the whole is greater than the sum and facets of all characters involved are brought out by the relationship that wouldn't be revealed otherwise. But Henry has so much work to do on himself and his own confidence that it's hard to set him up in a relationship that feels balanced in that way. It's not impossible to make work, but it often feels like shipping him with other engines is an exercise in trying to pair everyone off who doesn't have a partner, which I don't care for... But I do have a few thoughts.

HIRO:

Good ship! Solid canonical foundation, mutual respect and admiration, shared experiences on which to build further growth!

I mentioned in the Gordon post that Hiro likes being supportive and leading by example, and it's easy to imagine him finding a relationship with Henry satisfying for that reason. Henry needs someone who will build him up with reassurances and encourage him to be more self-assured. It's really cute, and I think that they'd both get something out of it.

The thing I think holds this ship back from being really top-tier is that I feel like Hiro might fall into the trap of being too helpful? Because he is so cool and nice, I could see him doing the thing he does in Henry's Hero where he tries to let Henry off the hook and ends up taking on way more work/responsibility because of it. Someone with more investment than me could do something with that, but I just don't see the potential for growth here in either of them. That wouldn't (and shouldn't) be a dealbreaker, but it makes it far less appealing for me personally. Now, a similar ship with a little bit more edge to it, that might be something. Which is why I might suggest...

EMILY:

Oh you know I love me some Green Engine Solidarity. And it doesn't get much more solidary than this!

Rewatching the show this last time around, I was a bit surprised by how many incidental little moments these two have together, it's probably about as many interactions as Henry has with, say, Edward - intrigue!

I like this ship for a few reasons. Emily, like Hiro, enjoys "helping" other engines, but she's usually much less gracious about it, especially in the early seasons (which are the ones where I like her the most). Unlike Hiro though, Emily would not be out here cutting Henry any slack if he started getting skittish about ghosts or rain or whatever else. This is an opportunity for growth on both their parts, as Henry gets encouragement without coddling, and Emily gets practice being a bit more defthanded and gentle with her attempts at building Henry up. This is the kind of relationship I like to see!

A unique thing about Bossy Emily, though, is that she's actually never rude to Henry as far as I can remember. She ticks off quite a few engines in those bad old seasons, but Henry she's always quite sweet to. Henry matches that with a joking kind of camaraderie we don't see much from him, which I love. When Hatt asks another engine to take the mail in Percy's stead, Emily volunteers Edward for the job and Henry immediately picks up the assist by saying how Edward knows how to do everything, swanky eyebrows and all.

After all, the mail is a job for a small engine.

They also have a connection with being safety oriented. Henry cares deeply about protocol, and does not fuck around when someone is out here flouting them for the sake of convenience Gator ahem. In another episode, Emily is assigned the title of Safety Engine, which would have been a great addition to her character arc of feeling like she has no job except for the fact that it's never brought up again afterward. Ray never forgets, though, and if it were up to me I would simply pull that into being a regular and acknowledged aspect of her character. But nobody asked me, of course.

Henry is also among the engines Emily asks to be her best friend in a later episode, which... Y'know, she asks every engine she sees but Henry readily agrees!

Idk, I think they're cute. If I wasn't ride or die for Emily/Caitlin also I think this would be my favorite ship for the both of them. That being said I do have one more dark horse contender that might be. Slightly controversial.

SPENCER:

OKAY WAIT. LISTEN. HEAR ME OUT.

I love this episode, it's so funny to me.

"You need a big, strong, Duke's Engine to protect you? ;)" takes me out every time I watch it, and I have watched it a frankly embarrassing number of times.

Spencer, to me, is the kind of blue-blood type who is aware of his station, aware that his build and breeding make him the envy of every railway, and finds the idea of being brought down into the gutter with these common engines... utterly thrilling. He can't say that's what he wants, but oh god does he want it - and it manifests in him trying to get Henry to hide behind him like a scared teen watching a horror movie with their crush. Hi-larious.

They're not good for each other and I'm not sorry. This is my favorite Henry ship by miles. Go watch The Beast of Sodor if you haven't already, it's so great.

#ttte #transmissions from the little western #spencer #henry #shipping meme #asks #jobey-wan-kenobi

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momoliee · 10 months ago

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Watching, fruits basket, i surprisingly didnt have a favorite ship or care for the romance at all.

rather, i was more invested in the toxic abusive family and all the ways the characters dealt with their trauma and how they’ve overcome it at the end.

starting with the more ‘obvious’ trauma, aka kyo, basically being the black sheep of the family and dealing with it by becoming someone who constantly runs away, only sees himself, and whose whole survival revolves around protecting himself first and foremost even if his methods were harmful to others. which is, obviously, understandable and valid considering how no one was there for him and everyone was against him, so whom does he have but himself? if he wont fight tooth and nail to protect himself then who will?

then there’s yuki, whose trauma was on the very opposite extreme end of the scale. he was placed at higher threshold than anyone; however, he enjoyed none of the supposed benefits as he was isolated and abused and tortured in private without anyone knowing. he wasnt allowed to have any friends, he wasnt allowed to associate with anyone, and he was the one closest to the abuser and was the abuser’s main vessel of venting, a literal punching bag. he bore most of the bruises in the family, and as a result, became distant and cold and a bit dissociated. his healing arc honestly healed me personally, seeing him get comfortable with being vulnerable, opening up, reaching out and most importantly, forming meaningful bonds with those around him. it was very precious.

there were characters like rin, who couldnt handle any of it and crumbled more easily than the rest of the characters, who at the end, wasnt able to forgive their abuser even when everyone else did. and there were characters like momiji, who were stronger than the rest, who bared with it all head on and as bravely as possible, who broke away first with their strong will and resilience, who forgave fastest too. there were characters like a-ya, who just wanted to escape and leave and be free even if it came at the expanse of others, even if someone else had to take their place and suffer in their stead. which again, is valid, but i loved that he grew stronger and felt guilty with time, and made sure to come back and atone for his actions even if it was too late, he still wanted to give it a go. and of course, there were characters like haru, who were the naturally kind and noble heros, ready to suffer at other people’s stead, ready to fight for others even if they’ll receive a backlash, ready to take care of others even when they’re receiving the same abuse. there were characters like hatori, who became totally apathetic and uncaring, easily accepting and passive, and on the opposite end there were characters like shigure, who developed a fucked up complex and codependent attachment to their abuser. there were characters like kureno, whom even tho they had the choice to leave, they still stayed out of pity and kindness, and characters like hiro, who gave no fucks from the beginning and wanted to leave cause what’s wrong is wrong, pity or no pity.

what im trying to say is, they were all stuck in the same abusive family, they were all VICTIMS of domestic violence and terror, yet they all took it differently, coped with it differently, and healed from it differently. and what makes this even more interesting, is how accurate each character depiction was, and how all these personas really do exist in real life. other than haru, none of them helped each other or stood up for the other, but then again, they were all victims doing their best to survive a terrifying environment. they were all very brave for doing so.

im happy that torhu gave them a healthier home where the idea of family was safer and more fun, where they could have fun together instead of dreading seeing each other. i do believe that each and every single one of them saved their own self, but tohru definitely gave them the space and place to do so, which was exactly what they needed

#fruits basket #tohru honda #yuki sohma #kyo sohma

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wendymarvellirl · 4 months ago

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these two are so dear to me NATSU + WENDY RANT

nawen shippers DNI

did anyone else notice how whenever Wendy is first introduced, Natsu ONLY somewhat remembers her? he didn’t remember Gajeel at all, or the twin dragons.. ONLY Wendy. He recognizes his little sister auauufuvmmfms my babies the sillies ever

i could honestly argue Wendy and Natsus bond is way deeper than Natsu and Lucy’s. Sibling bond over relationship bond, though i don’t ship Nalu so i could be biased. Wendy can easily calm Natsu down with a few words, compared to Lucy who has to hold him back? That one scene with Natsu and Wendy being chased by those guards in the dragon cry movie (i think? or is it phoenix priestess? can’t remember which one, im writing this at midnight), Natsu is pissed off and wants to attack them but Wendy replies with a few simple words and he stops. The only reason he attacks is because they attacked Wendy.

“If that evil witch made Wendy cry, she’ll pay for that.” the instant protection against her??☹️dude they hurt my heart. Sure, Lucy helped Natsu bond closer with people, but i feel like Wendy did it more. She helped Natsu learn and grow. He had to be responsible to be a good older brother and audufjfnemfnnvmgmsm 😢😢😢

i really really love how they express their relationship throughout the show, the way Natsu clicked instantly with Wendy when they first met and Wendy, Somehow, was comfortable enough to smile and wave at Natsu while she was literally being bombarded by the Blue pegasus guild members. Even Carla was skeptical of him. She just wanted to be nice😭😭☹️

i feel like a lot of people could argue everyone in the guild is protective of Wendy like she’s their little sister, but Natsu just. expresses it a lot more? again, the others just panicked when Wendy started crying, but Natsu was the only one to instantly threaten to stop whatever made her cry.

i really really really love how Wendy morphs from this little shy, nervous girl into a strong 14 year old around Natsu. It’s so annoying seeing Nawen shippers argue that her admiration is a crush or her wanting to be with Natsu. it’s that strong admiration you have as a younger sister to your older brother. It’s not a crush. it’s that deep bond between siblings that most people cannot understand because older brother / younger sister tropes in animes are always just lolibait or incest, or they argue that siblings HAVE to fight. Natsu and Wendy show that REAL sibling bond you have with somebody, especially chosen family.

the next time i hear a nawen shipper try to defend nawen because they’re not real family i will actually rip my heart out and shove it down their throat. chosen family IS family and it will forever be family. it’s still incest if you view that person as your family.

anyways HIRO MASHIMMMMAAAA STOP SEXUALIZING WENDY AND GIVE US MORE NATSU AND WENDY CONTENNNNTTT

i feel like this was just me rambling with no point but who cares? i love these two so much i will kill mgself for them

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megabigfourfangirl · 1 year ago

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tadelsa: two sides of the same coin

I've lost count of how much I've talked about this with friends so it's about time I finally write a post about it because boy oh boy how I love these two

(but first thing's first: I personally hc Tadashi as 21 years old during BH6 with him and Hiro having a 7 year age gap based solely on their dynamic as siblings bc you cannot convince me that they have a 3-4 year age gap)

Both Tadashi and Elsa were thrust into grief and responsibility at such a young age (parents dying / isolation AND parents dying)

Both have younger siblings to guide / protect and they want the best for them (and both would dive head first into danger if their family/friends were in trouble, lack of self-preservation smh)

Both wanting to do their family and friends right (see: self-imposed perfectionism)

It's just that while Tadashi was surrounded by a good support system, Elsa was all by herself (and pushed out whatever help she could have had)

It's such an interesting dynamic to have in a ship, I think, to have a similar past/situation yet contrasting personalities and contrasting ways of showing love:

Elsa pushes people away to "protect" them from her (hurting them in the process but she's so convinced that this is for the best and for their safety that she doesn't even hesitate to push them away anymore)

Tadashi pulls people in, wanting them to thrive, feel loved, and belong. Helping people out without them even asking (which could lend itself to a savior complex or self-worth = usefulness belief typical first-born Asian behavior, source: me, a first-born Asian)

But despite this, they're attracted (platonically or romantically) to each other because Tadashi is the first person (outside of her family) to not cower or shy away when she pushes him away and/or when he finds out her secret. And Elsa is the first person not to be immediately charmed or drawn in because of Tadashi's empathy and compassion, the first to be skeptical of this perfect persona he subconsciously built for himself.

Their differences make it hard for their similarities to be apparent but when they realize their similarities, it's hard to ignore (acknowledging their own traits by recognizing it in the other)

These differences could honestly bring out frustration in the beginning (immovable force = Elsa's walls vs unstoppable object = Tadashi's warmth) but these differences could ultimately, once they've gotten to know each other, bring out the best out of each other (it could also go incredibly wrong but that's a scenario for another post/fic 😆)

Tadashi inspires Elsa to come out of her shell, to trust people, to trust herself, to love openly and fiercely while Elsa inspires Tadashi to put on some gaddamn boundaries for once, to take time for himself, to not spread himself too thinly in order to help everyone, to let go of things out of his control, to let himself be helped when he needs it

One does not save or change the other but their presence in each other's lives inspire them to look at a different perspective and take a step towards a better self

<3 <3 <3 hehe

#tadelsa #elsashi #tadelsa hc #headcanons #tadashi hamada #elsa #bh6 #frozen #disney #i dont know if two sides of the same coin is even the right term for this but !!!#them them them #no more manic pixie dream boy trope for tadashi NO MORE #golden retriever bf and black cat gf !!!#i have more thoughts and im not even sure if this makes sense pero im posting it anyway #<3 <3 <3 #lani's tadelsa brainrot #rare pair #ship analysis

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Kestrel Kestrel, chapter two

Also on AO3 or FF.net for those who prefer other platforms.

Where we join her colleagues on the search for the missing Kate Kestrel.

Who has by now recovered from the "food poisoning" to find out that she's not quite as recognisable as she was an hour or two ago, anyway. How do you explain to people that you're now a bird when you can't actually speak? Because you're a bird?

"Terror-hawks" indeed!

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Mein gott. Why can’t you do anything right, uncle! She was meant to have been on the Hawkwing when she changed! She was meant to have crashed it!

Well how was I meant to know she had a little private airplane? You’re supposedly the genius, you horrible little thing. You should have taken that into account.

And you’re ‘her greatest fan’! So great you didn’t even keep watch on her properly? Is it any wonder those idiotic earthlings always defeat our most cunning plans? Anyone would think you were on their side-

Are you two idiots bickering again? Yes, Itstar, I’m including you in that – no, don’t start; you’re both to blame for this. But never mind – we have our proof that it worked. Now we can figure out how this can be played to our advantage. It would be such a terrible shame if the humans ended up killing their own protectors…

***

“Anything yet, Hiro?”

Captain Mary Falconer sat at Battlehawk’s controls, piloting the great craft out to Kate’s last known position, with Lieutenant Hawkeye down in the cargo hold, making final preparations. On the comms terminal was a visual connection to the Terrahawks’ orbital platform; Spacehawk had easily found Kate’s ship, right where she had reported she was landing, but the canopy was open and the little vehicle looked empty. The stellar vessel’s crew were busy scouring the landscape, but being hundreds of miles above it limited their productivity. Zeroid optical resolution was good enough to read a book on the desert sand, but they couldn’t look under things.

“Nothing at the moment, I’m afraid. It is a large area to check.” For confirmation, Lieutenant Hiro glanced back at the ship’s command zeroid, who swivelled from side to side on his perch, shaking his head. “We were not in visual range to see her land or exit her ship, but we have predicted her maximum range on foot since then. We can’t see her anywhere within it, but will continue searching. It will be hot, down there; I can only guess that she may have gone looking for some shade.”

“You don’t think anyone might have abducted her?” Mary wondered. “You heard what Five-five told us. It all feels a little too convenient for her to just go missing, after all that. It might not have been food poisoning – she could have been drugged.”

Hiro frowned and considered it for a few seconds. “While I won’t argue the plausibility of the latter, I feel it is unlikely she was taken,” he demurred. “Her landing site was quite random, not to mention remote. There are no recent vehicle tracks to or from the area, and the interval between her contacting us and our arrival in range was comparatively short. Unless whoever took her was acting opportunistically, I do not think anyone could have got there before us, over land, without a strong chance of us seeing them.”

“Hmm.” Mary drummed her fingertips on the control column, uneasily. “All right. Thank you. Keep looking, and keep me updated.”

“Ten-ten, ma’am.”

“Guessing Hiro didn’t have anything positive to say.”

Mary glanced sidelong to watch as Hawkeye slid into the copilot’s chair. She shook her head. “No. But he doesn’t think she was abducted. I’m taking that as a good sign.”

“Could sure do with a few of them, right now,” the man agreed. “The zeroids are all briefed and ready to go, now. Since we picked him up, Five-five has shared all the data he has, so everyone’s up to date.” He covered his face with both hands. “Why in spacefire didn’t we tell her to stay with the dang ship, Mary.”

“I don’t think any of us could have reasonably expected this would happen. Kate wasn’t feeling well. Perhaps she was sicker than we thought? Who knows what was going through her head.”

“Exactly! She wasn’t thinking straight!” He threw his hands up. “We shoulda told her to stay put.”

Mary engaged the big vessel’s VTOL drive and guided Battlehawk down into a patch clear of vegetation, near where Kate had landed. A cloud of dust swirled up around them. “There’s a lot of things we maybe should have done. Would she have listened?” She let a hand rest on his shoulder. “Perhaps we should focus on finding her, and leave punishing ourselves until after we have some answers.”

“Right.” Hawkeye blew a sigh through pursed lips and pinched the bridge of his nose. “What were your plans?”

“Worst case scenario, I’ll need you to fly Kate’s ship back to Hawknest. I don’t think we’ll get it into Battlehawk’s hold. But that’s our worst case scenario, because we’re going to find her.” She squeezed his shoulder. “I’m going to take Terrahawk up to a better vantage point to monitor our overall progress. Are you coming? I could do with your eyes.”

“Not sure I’ll be able to see much more than Spacehawk, if we’re all still looking down on the place. We need boots on the ground to check under things. Besides.” He looked at her. “Five-five is eating himself up for not stopping her going, so I was gonna partner with him for a bit.”

“Thank you. I’m sure he’ll appreciate it.” She opened the intercom to the hold. “All right, Sergeant Major. Your men know what they’re doing?”

“Ten-ten, ma’am!” The zeroid commander’s gruff tones came over the communications. “Don’t you worry – we’ll show that spaceified little twit in orbit how to do a proper search. We’ll stay out here until we found her!”

Mary smiled, tersely. Zeroid one-upmanship usually frustrated her, but if it meant they focused their energy on doing a good job? For once she felt disinclined to tell them differently. “Good hunting, Zero.”

***

When Kate finally came around, it was inside a sack.

Or at least, that was what it felt like. A brightly coloured sack that glowed with the sun’s heat, made of a heavy, stifling fabric, holding her down on the ground.

It felt rather like a hot air balloon had deflated on top of her. What a stroke of bad luck. First the food poisoning, then almost a crash landing, and now this?

At least it didn’t feel like anyone was with her, so if she was a captive, she stood a good chance of escaping. Still hot and dazed, she flailed her way out of the constricting tent of fabric and collapsed onto her face in the dirt. Dusty shingle filled her nostrils with fine sand, making her cough.

Coughing didn’t quite feel right…? Felt like it came from deeper inside, all the way up from her abdomen, and it sounded shrill. Squeaky. Not like a cough at all. And her arms were stiff, didn’t want to straighten properly when she tried to push herself to stand. Her clothing, too – like she was wearing an outfit made of thousands of pieces of paper.

She tottered unsteadily upright, feeling like her centre of gravity had shifted, and almost fell over all the way in the opposite direction. Her feet hurt. It felt like her toes were broken, but she still couldn’t quite get down off tiptoe. Things on the ground kept grabbing onto her, alternately tripping her or holding her in place when she tried to shake them off.

At least her head was clearing. The muzzy confusion that had grounded her was fading the longer she was awake and standing. Finally she felt lucid enough to work out who’d tried to capture her, and why they’d done such a poor job at it. (Although if the martians were involved, the latter wasn’t precisely a surprise.) She turned to look at the… sack, or whatever it was.

For several seconds, she couldn’t work out what she was staring at. An enormous sprawl of dusky red and silver fabric, the size of a tennis court.

But it-… it wasn’t a fallen hot air balloon. Or a tent. Or even just a huge bag.

Caught up in the barbs of an aggressive thorny little tree, it was… her own clothing? But on an absurd scale. She could see every individual thread in the dark pink fabric. How was that even possible?

Then she realised, taking in the gargantuan scenery – the enormous shingly gravel she stood on, the overgrown plants that towered over her – that it wasn’t her clothes that were huge. The problem was with her.

And she’d shrunk.

Which… felt… particularly bad.

With difficulty, she looked down at herself, and found a smooth, pale beige chest, streaked with regular little dark brown flecks – feathers. Beneath that, she could just see a pair of bright yellow feet, each long toe tipped with an absurdly large raptorial claw.

They clenched automatically into the dirt as adrenaline surged into her veins.

Panic welled in her chest. She automatically recoiled, as though she could somehow step away from the new body she’d found herself in.

New.

Body.

Oh, holy hell.

“Oh god, I better be dreaming,” she said – or tried to. All that came from her throat was the shaky screech of a small falcon.

Staggering away backwards, as if it would somehow help, she tripped and lost her balance, and landed on her tail, whereupon a bright, sharp new pain shot up her spine. She threw herself urgently away from it, in an ungainly tumbling whirl of feathers and dust, and went sprawling on her chest when her feet refused to behave – because it wasn’t things on the ground grabbing onto her, was it, keeping her from walking. It was her own newly-taloned little bird feet, involuntarily clutching closed every time she tried to lift them, thrusting those long claws into the loose soil and catching them on stems and roots.

Even breathing didn’t feel right. Too much air moving, like her lungs were the wrong shape, taking up too much space inside her. She shuddered. A shaky little inhuman noise like a shrill, shuddering scream threaded itself out of her beak.

Could birds hyperventilate? (It sure felt like she was hyperventilating.)

A waft of dizziness passed over her and she thought she might pass out again. Her wingtips – wingtips – were trembling, rustling against the dirt.

Calm, Kate. Oh lord please just calm down. This whole thing, it’s just something new that Zelda’s cooked up, she tried to reassure herself, and it’s only Zelda, you know it’s only Zelda, it can’t possibly be anyone or anything else, and this is not even the weirdest thing she’s ever done to us.

Probably, she corrected herself. Probably not the weirdest.

She wanted to laugh, hysteria bubbling in her throat – it’s only Zelda? ONLY Zelda? Really? You’re suddenly a bird and it’s ‘only Zelda’? – but laughter didn’t really feel appropriate. Or even possible, actually, with lungs that didn’t behave like she was familiar with.

Keep it together, Kate, she told herself, as firmly as she could. Keep it together. You’re-… okay, you’re a bird, but you’re alive and unhurt. Calm down and find something else to focus on. You’ll be fine. Everything else Zelda’s ever done has been fixed. So will this be. Calm down and just breathe.

Easier said than done, me. You’ve never been a bird before. She tried to focus on her breathing, anyway. In, and out. Ignore the weird parts. It's still just in, and out.

In, and out.

She closed her eyes, unwilling to look at the over-detailed dirt while she accustomed herself to everything else new.

In. And out. Good.

Remarkably, it did seem to be working? Her breathing was growing more even, and that light-headed sense of panic was passing.

Finally she decided to chance getting up; she shakily managed to regain her feet and didn’t immediately fall straight back down.

All right. Good. Let’s work out our next steps. Focus on something else that doesn’t involve being a bird.

Mary had said they were coming, right? A whole eternity ago, while Kate had only had a strange case of food poisoning?

That meant Kate had to get back to her ship. If she was with her friends, then she still had options. Exactly what options, she wasn’t sure. But options.

If they got to it before her and found her missing, who knew how long they’d stick around? That they’d exhaust all possible options and search everywhere for her before they finally left, she had absolutely no doubt. They weren’t just co-workers – they were family. But they’d never make the connection between the vanishing act of her human self, and the appearance of a strangely tame little falcon – it was just too fantastically absurd.

If she could stay with her ship – and be really annoyingly persistent about it, not let herself be shooed away – then there was maybe the slimmest chance they’d think she was someone’s pet, and take her with them, and that might be long enough to work out how to clue them into what had happened. The alternative was that they unwittingly left her on her own in the desert. Fending for herself would probably mean eating mice, assuming she could catch them. And that… really didn’t sound like something she wanted to deal with, right now. She shuddered, feeling her feathers fluffing out in distaste, like a really bad case of goosepimples.

But where in spacefire even was her ship? She’d completely lost her bearings, and couldn’t even see it, now, not from all the way down here! At not even a foot tall, any more, the horizon had drawn ridiculously close, and even the smallest desert plants formed a defensive barrier she couldn’t see over.

Kate cast her gaze around herself, wondering if there was anything she could climb, and lit upon that horrible scrubby little bush that had tried so hard to steal her clothing. It had dense branches and looked like maybe it wasn’t totally impossible to get up it, even though right now it felt a little like contemplating climbing a giant sequoia. She walked over to it – shakily at first, walking on tiptoe on treacherous feet that kept grabbing at the dirt, but with growing confidence – and studied the ladder of tight twigs.

Her first attempt resulted in her falling straight back onto her tail after only one or two steps, automatically trying to grab onto the branches with fingers that no longer existed. (She got a little frustrated inkling of what it must feel like to be a zeroid, with no hands to manipulate the world around them.) She did have a beak, though – would that work? She swallowed her distaste at the idea of biting onto the little tree, and tried again.

Annoyingly, the trick with her beak worked like a charm. Thorns combed aggressively through her feathers and nicked at her skin, but Kate kept going, pushing her way higher. At last she was back at a useful vantage point, close to where she imagined her normal eye level would have been.

And in a clear patch of ground in the distance, next to her own little ship, there was Battlehawk. Her heart sank. They were here already? She’d not even heard them land! How long had she been unconscious? As she watched, the command module lifted up and away from the main body of the huge vehicle, before soaring up into the sky. She could see zeroids, as well, setting out in a starburst away from the ship.

It was only a couple of hundred metres away, but it might as well have been kilometres. However was she going to cover all that ground in time?

Come on, girl. You have wings of your own now. Let’s try making them work.

Kate took a deep breath, spread her wings and launched herself into the unknown.

Alarmingly, she went mostly down, but her wings weren’t completely terrible as parachutes and her feathers cushioned her fall, and being so small, apart from being shocked and startled the fall didn’t hurt her. (She’d never bounced after falling from a great height, before.)

Spacefire and damnation. How are you meant to work these things?!

She flapped hard, but stayed firmly on the ground. Perhaps she wasn’t using them properly-

You’ve only had them like twenty minutes, Katie, and it’s not like you just had the shock of your life or anything. Give yourself a bit of a break. Your legs still work – well, mostly. Try them, instead.

After a little experimentation, she found that a graceless hop-skip across the dirt with her wings spread for balance was the fastest way of covering the ground. And all right, okay, it actually felt like she was making a bit of progress. If it came to the absolute worst, could she fly all the way to Hawknest? Or would she have to work out how to live as a genuine kestrel for the rest of her days-

Oh no, you are NOT thinking about that. This is gonna be fixed. It is gonna be fixed. And you are not going to even contemplate having to eat mice, not even once, no sir.

***

While he understood it was probably all just down to some kind of… impenetrably efficient zeroid search algorithm (or possibly Sergeant Major Zero trying to be clever), Hawkeye had been increasingly feeling like he and 55 were just wandering a aimlessly, not using either of their skillsets particularly effectively.

He’d though it was probably his imagination that 55 felt the same – until Space Sergeant 101 had sent 55 some urgent co-ordinates, and without a word the zeroid had instantly gone bounding off like an excited hunting dog, forcing the human lieutenant into an ungainly gallop to catch up.

They only covered a short distance, but Hawkeye didn’t think he’d have caught up if the zeroid hadn’t already stopped. As he watched, 55 nosed at a patch of lilac on the ground, and Hawkeye realised with a clutch of deep dismay that it wasn’t some desert flower but one of Kate’s wigs.

55 looked up at him as he approached; the zeroid managed to look weirdly nauseated.

“Aw, man.” Hawkeye crouched and picked it up out of the scrubby set of twigs the wind had blown it into, then patted 55 gently. “It’s all right, buddy. We’ll find her.”

The zeroid bumped into his ankles, leaning heavily. “I hope so.” He was obviously sorely off-balance as he didn’t even attempt to rhyme.

A short distance away, tangled up in the shady twigs of a thornbush, Hawkeye quickly spotted the rest of Kate’s clothing. No wonder they’d struggled to find anything.

“Mary?” Hawkeye opened a channel to his senior officer. “We’ve found something. But you’re not gonna like it. Five-five, can you give Captain Falconer a live feed? Thanks…”

“Is that her clothing?” Mary asked, quietly, watching while Hawkeye unhooked the jacket from the thorns and examined it. “Is that all you found?”

“Yeah. I don’t get it. What the heck was she playing at, undressing?” He stood taller, alarmed, shading his eyes with one hand. “Is she out here naked? Oh, man. Have the zeroids reported back with anything yet?”

“Easy, Hawkeye. I think we’d have found something if that was the case.” Several heartbeats of thoughtful silence passed. “Could someone have forced her to change her clothing? So no-one would recognise her? Hiro said he didn’t think she’d been abducted but I’m not so sure, any more. Are there any footprints there?”

Hawkeye narrowed his focus and examined the ground with his computer-augmented eyesight. “Only hers, and only approaching. I don’t see anything else, even in enhanced.” He frowned. “You know what? I don’t even see her footprints leaving.” He looked around himself. “What the hell.” And the longer he looked at her clothing, the more he realised there was something weird about that, too. “It doesn’t look like she undressed, either. It looks like she just… disappeared from inside it? Her socks are still in her boots, her undershirt is still all caught up inside her jacket.”

“That implies the martians may be involved,” Mary suggested, grimly. “I know Zelda has always reclaimed her own, but I didn’t think she could abduct unrelated people too, by teleporting them away.” After a pause, while the implications sank in, she added; “that could make our fight a whole lot worse if it’s something new she’s learned to do. She could snatch any of us, at any time.”

The silence felt heavy – like a mallet primed to fall on them.

Hawkeye coughed, awkwardly. “Well why the heck didn’t she take her clothes?” He gathered up the discarded clothing, folding each item into a neat pile with the boots on top. “And what do we do now, wait for a ransom?”

“A ransom doesn’t seem quite like Zelda’s style, but I’m sure she’ll be in contact to gloat over her latest nefarious plan soon enough.” Mary sighed. “Get back to Battlehawk. We can regroup and rethink.”

“Ten-ten, Mary. See you soon.”

It would be nice to get out of the unrelenting sun, Hawkeye mused, trudging over the dirt with 55. They were almost all the way back to Kate’s little ship when he noticed that the zeroid was hanging back, and hesitated himself. “Is there a problem, little buddy?”

“I think we may have a guest, so a quiet approach might be for the best?”

“A guest? What does that mean?” Hawkeye’s vision was easily as good as the zeroid’s, but he couldn’t quite work out where 55 was looking. His instant of hope that there was a person there who could tell them something useful rapidly deflated when he couldn’t actually see anyone.

“It’s very small so I’m not sure yet? But I’m pretty convinced that it isn’t a threat.” The zeroid closed his shutters and rolled carefully, slowly forwards.

Hawkeye followed him, and after an instant worked out what 55 had spotted. A little speckly brown hawk, scarcely as tall as even a zeroid, perched on the rim of the vessel’s open canopy. “Huh. Will you look at that. I wonder what that’s doing there? Can’t be for the shade!”

Expecting it to fly away at any second, the two Terrahawks operatives approached warily, but it stayed where it was, placidly watching them.

55 parked, and sat staring at it for a very long time. “Huh! It’s a kestrel, sir – but it is kinda strange. This state isn’t part of this bird’s normal range?”

“A kestrel?” Hawkeye sighed. “Well if that ain’t ironic. Went out looking for a kestrel, and came back with the wrong sort.”

“Wronger than that – I just investigated. It’s a European kestrel. It must be domesticated?”

“Is that it, little birdy?” Hawkeye crouched and inched closer, as though trying not to spook it into flight. “You’re someone’s pet?” He held out his arm, forearm level. “Are you lost, huh?”

***

Are you lost? Oh, more than you know, Hawkeye.

Still hot and achey, and now exhausted by her efforts to get back to Battlehawk before her friends left her alone in the desert, Kate studied Hawkeye’s arm for a long time before deciding fuck it and climbing shakily aboard, wings trembling with the effort of balancing.

“Heyyy, there we go.” The man smiled in spite of himself, and automatically lifted his free hand to stroke her before remembering her sharp little hooked beak and thinking better of it. “You might be right, Five-five. This sure isn’t a completely wild bird, at least.”

55 gave her a quick visual appraisal. “If she’s a pet, her condition’s not great; her feathers are scruffy, and she looks underweight.”

Thanks, Five-five. She shot him a little glare; machine honesty did sometimes sting. He just looked back, oblivious.

“I always thought tame falcons wore those little leather straps on their legs, too,” Hawkeye mused, giving her his own cursory examination. “So they didn’t fly away.”

“They’re called jesses,” 55 supplied, helpfully.

“Right. But she doesn’t have them. This is just a little bird, all on her own.” Hawkeye gave into temptation and used one curled finger to gently stroke the feathers of her chest, right under her beak. “Maybe that’s how she escaped and got lost out here.”

Kate leaned into his touch, tiredly. She recognised that he wouldn’t be doing it if he knew it was her, but she felt disinclined to try and stop him. After everything else she’d just been through? That little bit of friendly human comfort was nice.

“What do you think we should do?” Hawkeye went on, quietly, while 55 watched, curious. “I guess I don’t wanna just leave her out here to starve. If she’s someone’s pet, who knows if they’ll come along and find her?”

“True, sir – but not to cause a fuss, they won’t find her either if we take her back with us.”

“What would you rather do, huh?” Hawkeye asked her, softly, although it sounded like it was more for his own benefit. “Come with us, or stay out here so your owner can find you?”

Stay with you guys, obviously. Kate nudged his finger with her beak. But how in spacefire do I tell you I’m me, while I can’t even talk?

“I guess maybe you’re hungry. If you rely on people for food, we’re probably as good a bet as any other, huh.”

He stooped to pick up her clothing, to put it into the little jet’s cockpit, and the sudden movement felt like he was about to send her tumbling to the ground. Involuntarily, she tightened her toes in his arm, flailing out her arms – no, her wings – to try and catch her balance.Hawkeye hissed softly in pain and tensed, making an obvious effort to fight the urge to shake her off, fingers flexing.

“Yeowch, lady! Careful where you stick those little pins!” he said, his jaw tight. “I hope this means you do want to stay with us, and you’re not just pissed off at me for some reason.”

Shoot. Kate made a conscious effort to unlatch her toes and relax her claws from where they’d punched into his skin. She hadn’t considered it was possible to hurt anyone, not this small – but she figured a needle didn’t have to be big, either, to hurt if you were jabbed with it. Her talons caught in his clothing, but she finally managed to shake herself free. She gave him a long serious look, hoping her stern features could convey something like apology.

“I guess I’ll have to have a chat with Mary before I decide what to do. You can’t exactly ride with me in here. I mean, last thing I need is a little hawk freaking out around my head when I’m flying, right?” Hawkeye crouched and encouraged her to get down onto the shingly ground next to 55, before finally picking up her clothing to stow it in the jet. “I don’t even want to guarantee Mary’s gonna be happy with you in the cockpit of Battlehawk…”

It was strange to be on the same eye-level as a zeroid. 55 watched her with a curious detachment; she looked back, frustrated.

There had to be something she could do to clue him in. Her zeroid was usually attentive and observant, but recognising a tiny bird as his human was asking a lot of his rudimentary imagination. Could kestrels sing? She knew a lot of birds could. Even crows could mimic songs! Surely a human in the wrong body could?

Her voice just wouldn’t behave, though. Even the most generous voice coach would never allow her to call this shrill, shaky screaming noise singing.

55 rocked slightly back on his axis, away from her, then recovered and tilted back, subtly. “I’m sorry, little bird. I know you won’t attack. I just feel… disappointed. I want my miss kestrel back?”

Yeah, Five-five. You and me both.

#terrahawks #fiction #kate kestrel #lieutenant hawkeye #55

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starlightmoon96 · 2 months ago

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Yandere Optimus Prime/Yandere Megatron x OC character chapter 11

Sabina was so shocked to see Hiro at her college, he told her that this was his birthday present to her. That made her so happy, Hiro was happy to see Sabina dressed the way she was the dress itself looked like a wedding dress. But the wedding dress Sabina wanted didn't look like that dress, while the party started to dim own after I couple of hours she couldn't shack the feeling of an un friendly presents. She couldn't figure out where it was coming from, Sabina knew she had to leave soon. She could tell that presents was starting to get darker the more she was around Hiro, before actually leaving she had to take the dress off her which wasn't a one person job. Sabina really wanted to keep her hair the way it was after taking it off, in order to keep it she had to wear a button up shirt which she did wear. Once Sabina was out of her costume she did carry a few of her presents to help her friends and Hiro save a few trips, Toshiro was of course the once driving and waiting in his car for them. He also kept a close eye on anything suspicious or that stood out, since it was Halloween he knew it would be a little difficult. The rest of Sabina's friends that didn't know Hiro wanted to know him, Yuko did tell them that he was his cousin. The lie was that he was visiting her for a while since he hadn't seen her in a while and he was leaving the next morning, of course they believed her. Sabina wanted to bring her dress and to save space she used was storage bags that makes clothes shrink its size to save space she had to use a large custom made size for that dress, they weren't going back to the apartment condo's Toshiro and Sabina made certain that everyone was packed and shipped out to the building Toshiro picked out for them in Japan. Himself, Sabina, Yuko and Hiro where staying at a five star hotel near the airport, Sabina and Yuko got their own room the same with Toshiro and Hiro. They didn't want to risk anyone seeing Sabina and Hiro together, not only were the rooms very nice so was the security which was why Toshiro picked a five star hotel."

When the day after Sabina's birthday came the four of them arrived in Japan and the building Toshiro had picked out, the building itself was impressive with massive security and levels different doors for extra security that needed to be open with the building's key for attendants only. This way Sabina was safe the same with Hiro now that they were engaged, for the first month everything was peaceful and didn't have any problems. Since it was winter it did snow which Sabina loved to and even drew and painting several pieces of the winter scenery of Japan during the three days of morning sun, sunset evening and night, when December came so did the Christmas decorations and the important a Christmas tree. Sabina was alright with decoration with everyone, though the difficult part was buy presents for everyone without them seeing them. She knew she couldn't be alone when she went out and she didn't want to take any risks so like she did when she went shopping for her doujinshi books she wore her disguise, though being in japan she had to blend in more which meant a short black wig and brown contact lenses and good makeup on how to look Asian to help her blend in more. With that disguise she was able to walk around freely she did have to tell what her disguise was of course in case something happened and thanks to a lot of hard lessons Sabina was now able to speak Japanese rather than just reading it, since it was winter she of course wore winter attire and she did bring her sketch book with her in her bag that she brought with her. Along with a small stun gun that looked like lipstick and an panic alarm that looked like a fake sweet macaroon keychain also a self-defense pocket staff and a pepper spray necklace that she wore around her neck under her scarf, Sabina did had to learn how to defend herself but at the same time she could take professional lessons so she did the lessons online the first month she arrived in Japan. Sabina was outside for hours though the area she was in had a lot of fun and cute cafes the one she really liked going to was a butler café with her friend Yuko the staff there was friendly and very attractive, Hiro knew about the café and wasn't bothered by it since he knew Sabina loved him more than those butlers and allowed her to fan girl over them. Going there also helped her keep an eye out of anyone following her all the customers are young girls if any guys came in it would be a few red flags for the customers, she knew she would be safe at that café and didn't haft to worry much. Another place she likes going to is Macho Café there are guys that go there but the staff is very willing to help any girl out to feel safe even when she's there with Yuko. Those cafés where in two completely different locations and in towns, sadly Sabina didn't have time to go to either of them she had to find Christmas presents not only did the area she now lived at cafés but pretty stores that cost thousands of dollars the area she lives was for the wealthy and famous which was in Denenchofu. And the best way to hide was hiding in playing sight, also even if Optimus found out where she was he was going to have a hard time to blend in whether it would be in his holo form or not the same with Megatron even if she didn't know what he really looked like. After about two hours of looking around for gifts and stocking stuffers she was ready to go back to her new home, to make things safe she did call for her building's chauffeur that was assigned to her to pick her up. It was about a fifteen minute wait which she didn't mind, it gave her some time to draw on her sketch book that she brought with her. She started drawing one she sat down on one of the benches that was near her, despite what was going on she started to draw optimus she really did love his look. Sabina did different version of him one of what he looked like and one in anime version since she was in japan, she did the same with Ratchet when she decided to draw him on the next page.

"I wonder how Ratchet is doing? I wonder if he ever confronted with Optimus? I hope he can give him the help he needs?" Sabina thought that to herself as she finished her drawing, just as she put her sketch book up her chauffeur had arrived which made her revealed. Though once she got in and the car drove off it took Sabina a few minutes to noticed that someone was following them, from behind her passanger's seat from the back she turned around to see someone on a Confederate Motorcycle and she saw his un friendly aura that made her very worried

"Oh no." Sabina then quickly yelled at the driver in Japanese in a worried and scared tone

"あなたは私たちの後ろにあるその運転手を失う必要があります." (please you need to lose that driver behind us, there following us.)

"はい奥様."(Yes ma'am) was what the driver said to me before he pushed on the gas pedal making the car go faster making Sabina hold onto her seat, it felt like a chase scene that one would see in movies or TV shows but this was in real life. With that rush Sabina tore out a piece of paper from her sketch book and started writing something on it before she put the paper on the front seat, once she did she said to the driver in English

"Please give this to Toshiro, he'll know what to do. Quickly go to the train station I can lose him there with the crowed. And please don't go or call the police either, they wont help." Right when she said that the Driver said to her in English

"Understood Mrs. Tsuzuki." Still hearing that name almost embraces her she couldn't help but giggle at him calling her that, she quickly came to her senses once the car started slowing down at the train station. Sabina quickly got out and started running for the train blending in with the crowd of people while the car took off, the driver saw that the motorcycle that was following him was no longer following him bit rather heading to the direction where Sabina ran too which made the driver worry. Though the driver did what Sabina asked him to do he delivered the letter to Toshiro the same with the gifts she bought and left in the car and he told Toshiro what had happened which made him and Hiro that was with him worry the same with Yuko, Sabina on the other hand was safe she made it in time to get on the train just before it took off what she didn't know was where the train was going. Since it was around night time the train wasn't the crowed so she was able to sit down, just as she did her phone started ringing on a privet number though she knew who was number belonged too since her phone was brand new.

"Did you get my letter?" Was what she said from the other line Toshiro answered her

"Yeah I did it's a smart thing to do what you're doing. Where are you going?"

"I don't know where this train is going but once it stops I'll let you know and where I'm staying for the night. I'll call you later." Right when she said that she ended the call and put away her phone, then she barely looked around seeing any threatening aura that might be nearby. She also noticed where the trains stops where the place the she wanted to go it was nagano which took about three hours, once she was there the first thing she had to do was find a place to stay for the night. The closes hotel that seemed safe for her was the Hotel Metropolitan Nagano, once she got settled in she took off her wig and contact lenses just before she slipped into one of the hotel robes that where in the rooms.

"Damn what a night, at least I got the present shopping out of the way now." Sabina said that as she plopped herself on the bed on her back and she started to think back on the guy on the motorcycle

"His aura was the most wild I've ever seen, it was dark just like Megatron's he defiantly works for him. The only question is that how did figure it out?" Sabina didn't want to think about it too much for her to get some sleep, once she turned off the lights she did get out her stun gun that she placed on her night stand that was right next to her before going to sleep. Once the next day came Sabina woke up around nine in the morning, though for her part she didn't bring the right makeup for her to get the Asian look. There wasn't much choice so she didn't wear either her wig for contact lenses as much as she wanted too, once she got dressed she did call Hiro telling him where what town she was in she didn't say where just in case someone was listening to their call. Once she check out and walked out of the hotel she wanted to look around and wanted to start drawing the landscapes and the buildings since, but the place she really wanted to go was Jigokudani Monkey Park she had to take the bus there Sabina really wanted to draw there in the hot springs and it would be good inspiration for a few art pieces. The drive was about an hour, once she got to the stop she decided to look around more and call Hiro again telling him where she was. When she ended the call she got out her sketchbook and started drawing her surrounding area that was covered in snow, just before she could finish she felt and saw a familiar aura color that was hiding from her sight. Seeing it quickly made her run off, when she ended up was a dead end at an old bus stop, before she turned around she got out her self-defense staph and hid it in her sleeve just as she turned and face the bike driver that had chased her the other day.

"I knew I had the upper hand, I thought I can confront you like this." To her surprise the man on the back disappeared like a hologram and the bike turned into a small robot a few inches taller than her, he had more of a punk look and definitely didn't look friendly. He then started laughing once he stopped he said to her

"Girl you hard to track took a while a find ya." After he said that Sabina said to him

"You're a decepticon aren't ya? Let me guess Megatron sent you here didn't he? What do you go by?" With that he answered he when he took a few steps too her

"Name's Mohawk toots and you guessed it I'm a con." Sabina saw from his color aura that he was telling the truth he still spoke to her as she started to get a little more serious when he got a closer look at her

"Damn you know what I can see the appeal why Megatron wants ya. Speaking of that, that's why I'm here. You gonna come quietly or do ya want to make it difficult?" Just before he reach Sabina she quickly opened the container that allowed the staph to quickly come out in time for her to swing it making it hit Mohawk across his face with all the force she used she was able to make him fall to the ground, that also bought her enough time to quickly run off just as he started to get back up again.

"Oh I love it when they play hard to get." Sabina somehow ended up running through the woodsy part of the area she was in, since it was snowing she knew she was leaving tracks where she stepped and she knew Mohawk was right behind her she could head him laughing and getting closer to her. Sabina knew no one could help her, she could only help herself. Just as she stopped and turned around she block both of Mohawk's hands with her staph while she was trying to push him back she said to him

"I'll be damned if anyone brings me to Megatron like a trophy." Right when she said that she kicked him in his chest hard enough for him to release his grip from her staph, in that short time she quickly stabbed Mohawk in his eye causing him to scratch her with his long claws across his cheek making it bleed. Sabina then pulled the staph from out of Mohawks eye and he yelled at her while he was holding his now damaged eye

"Oh you bitch your gonna pay for that." She then say his aura's color changed to anger and that made her run off not before Mohawk quickly grabbed the back of her head with her long hair as she struggled to get free

"Kill me Megatron will do the same to you." Sabina said that just before Mohawk's claw was above her neck, upon saying that caused him to stop in place. At that opportunity she got out her stun gun gabbed in his other eye as it electrocuted him, the very last thing she did was jab the tip of the staph right through his chest where his spark was. Right when she pulled it out Mohawk fell face flat on the ground in front of her while she was catching her breath at what just happened, once she dropped her staph she fell back on a tree that was behind her and slid back while looking at the new corps that was in front of her.

"I did it I actually did it. I need to take defense classes after Christmas." She then pick up her self-defense staff and retracted it to that it would be small again before she got up, Sabina didn't have much choice so she just left Mohawks body where it was when she walk back to the road. After a couple of hours of waiting the person that met up with her was Yuko, she was almost shocked seeing the deep scratch on Sabina's face and in return Sabina told her what had happened as the two were walking back to the bus station back to the train. Once they were on the bus and taking their seats Sabina showed Yuko her new drawings, Yuko questioned her about the drawing of Ratchet and Sabina told her about him and what he was like and his aura." When Yuko turned to the previous page she was a little surprised seeing the drawing of optimus and she asked Sabina

"Is this who I think it is?"

"Yes that one is Optimus." Was what Sabina said to her and Yuko still spoke as she look more at the picture

"So this is the leader of the autobots? He looks just as kind as Ratchet, I really love his look. If he wasn't after you and yandere crazy too I'd be jealous that you met him."

"Ratchet advise me and Toshiro that we go overseas, it was a start but it's not enough. I saw his worry about Optimus and he was telling the truth. He's getting unstable and his afraid for him and of him if he confronts him, one thing I do know that if there decepticon activity and the autobots come here Optimus won't want to leave or worse if he somehow managed to find out where I currently live."

After several hours of different transportation's Sabina and Yuko made it back to there building without any problems, the first thing Sabina did when she got in his apartment was hug Hiro in a loving and worried embrace. He and Toshiro where worry about Sabina even more seeing the cut on her face and like with Yuko she told them both what had happened to her, once everything calmed down she started wrapping her gifts that she bought that took her about an hour to do. When she was done she put the presents under the tree that was in the living room and she even put in a few stocking stuffers, Sabina was looking forward for the holiday she was finally able to spend it with the people she loved and cared about. "

Once Christmas came everything went perfectly from opening the gifts that where in everyone stockings, to the actual gift opening lastly was watching a lot of Christmas specials and looking at Christmas lights during the night with all four of them. Seeing all the bright beautiful lights made Sabina very happy, even more so that she was spending that time with Hiro with her arm wrapped around his lovingly like any couple. Yuko did the same with Toshiro to avoid suspicion from people and it made it look like a double date since all four of them were out together, it seem like Sabina was free it felt like she didn't a worry in the world at that moment she was truly happy.

#yandere transformers #yandere #stalker yandere #yandereboy #obsessive yandere #yandere optimus prime #yandere megatron #transformers x oc #transformers x human #transformers bayverse

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thequeenofthedisneyverse · 6 months ago

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Camiro ship hc's

I couldn't come up with a fic so I made HC's instead

It took Camilo months to hype himself up and court Hiro. Yes, Camilo was confident and conceded, but when it came to Hiro all that confidence flew out the window.

Hiro was just so smart, funny, goofy, and just so amazingly cool & awesome (his words, not mine). How could Camilo's heart not instantly flutter, and his mind turn to goop once he saw him?

His family and friends knew all about Hiro of course, he would never shut up about him.

"And you should just see how he lights up when he talks about those weird inventions of his."

"OH- I just learned that he has a sweet tooth and loves Natilla! Also, Tia Julieta, my dearest Tia, I have a favor to ask of you-"

"Did any of you see his tooth gap or just the way he smiles? He could quite literally replace the sun with it"

"Did you know Hiro's aunt Kess owns/owned a bakery in Sanfrantokyo? Do you think we could maybe...go there sometime?"

"Hiro just-"

"Hey, Hiro invited-"

Isabela, "Camilo, if you mention him one more time, I'm gonna throw YOU AND HIM into the sun!"

Yeah, everyone knows a lot about Hiro at this point.

All of the ramblings remind Bruno and Julieta of how Pepa used to be about Felix. Just the never-ending talk of how he was so great one way or another.

Pepa & Felix find it absolutely adorable that Camilo has found someone to fuss over. They always asked when he would invite him over, but Camilo always had some excuse as to why he couldn't come.

Dolores listened out on their conversations, her own way of telling whether Hiro was right for her hermano. She listened enough to hear that there was some romance between them and that Hiro is a genuinely sweet kid.

Isabela teased him about it of course, why wouldn't she? She called him a "scaredy cat" or a "chicken" for not asking Hiro out yet. Nothing too harsh but just enough to annoy Camilo.

"You should just ask him out already, the worst he could say is no!"

"The worst he could do is not be my best friend anymore!"

The whole family (besides Mirabel, Antonio, and Bruno) pitched in with some dating advice. In hopes to give Camilo the confidence he needed to go through with it...and a small desperate attempt to stop hearing Camilo ramble on & on about him.

After a few weeks of hyping him up, Camilo finally did it. But not in the way everyone expected him to.

Here's how it played out:

Camilo confidently walked up to Hiro, who was talking with Mirabel at the moment. Was she there to help by stalling Hiro? You decide that for yourself.

A bouquet of blue & red hibiscus flowers in his hand, thanks to Isa. Milo gently tapped a finger on Hiro's shoulder to get his attention.

Hiro turned around and when he saw Camilo, he instantly smiled, "Oh, hey milo. What's up?"

That smile, that signature smile that made Camilo's heart jump out of his chest. And in an instant, Camilo's mind melted like a Paleta in the summer heat.

"I...I um...I uh...you uh..I um.." Camilo stuttered as he attempted to think of words to say. But there were no words in his brain, only Hiro. Unfortunately, that's when his body decided to work against him, and he unknowingly shifted into the boy in front of him.

Mirabel faced palmed in secondhand embarrassment & annoyance. He had one job.

Hiro was a little stunned but chuckled at Camilo's antics, "You okay? You don't quite look like yourself"

Camilo looked down at himself and blushed, GREAT! JUST GREAT! This was embarrassing. He had one chance and yet he managed to screw it all up.

But...No! NO! NO! NO!

This was his only chance...he couldn't screw it up. Not entirely anyway. So, in a feeble attempt to save this. He held up the blue and red hibiscus flowers...directly in Hiro's face.

"PLEASE GO OUT WITH ME!!!"

Yeah, and that's how that happened. Of course, Dolores spilled the beans, as did Mirabel about that whole shindig. Pepa and Felix were overjoyed, his tia & tio's were proud of him, and Isabela will never let him live it down.

About 6 months into the relationship, Hiro and his aunt was invited over for dinner.

That was fun to say the least.

@miracles-and-butterflies das all I got.

Also, this song fits them so well.

youtube

#camilo madrigal #hiro hamada #camiro #Youtube

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glareandgrowl · 1 year ago

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Everyone Saw it coming if they are on my blog but

Kiyotaka Ishimaru for the ask game plsssss !

Ask game Here

Sexuality Headcanon:

Now, see, starting off with a kinda hard one... Taka's an interesting bean in what I calculate his sexuality to be. Most people assume Gay since... ya know. And while I don't think that's necessarily a bad take, its the popular take. And I am one who tends to shy away from popular takes. (I am also one to vehemently project onto the characters I love). Hence, I HC Taka as Demiromantic! (and demisexual to an extent...)

Forms strong emotional bonds with people close to him? Check. Only ever seems to fall romantically for those he is extremely close with??? DOuble check babeyyy!

Gender Headcanon:

Aaaand now its simple. Taka's a male. Cut and dry. Rather fondly a guy, I must say. He strikes me as the kinda guy who would be so excited to share with you that he uses he/him pronouns! He probably did some soul searching when he first learned of transitioning and other gender orientations only to find he was rather comfortable and happy where he was. (you know he spent hours studying to learn all he could) and would be all for helping others explore their gender too!

I know a lot of people hc him and mondo both as trans, but personally I think hes just very proud of his manliness.

A ship I have with said character:

I couullddd go the easy route and say Ishimondo... But you all already know that. Instead I'm going to go with a more... scandalous... ship.

Its KiyoKiyo. Korekiyo and Kiyotaka. Its my guilty pleasure ship.

Now, granted, I imagine this as a Korekiyo who has shaken himself of his 'sister's' grasp and is "normal" (Ie LOTS of therapy), so its more like the shy introvert getting dragged along by the loud golden retriever boy but I digress. Its sweet to me. Tall lanky and smol but strong.

(And YES this originated from Danganronpa Redemption FIGHT ME---)

A BROTP I have with said character:

Once again I could go with an obvious, that being Chihiro or Hina, but you ALREADY know this and I GO AGAINST THE ORDINARY!!!

I think Sayaka and Taka would be great friends :3

Hardworking, burnout-having besties who have to be told numerous times to slow down and take a break by their chiller, sweet yet partially annoying boyfriends.

A NOTP I have with said character:

There are so many... who do I begin with... Genuinely who do I begin with. Alr I hardly see this one in the wild but Kokichi and Kiyotaka I despise. Either that's just because I hate kokichi but-- BESIDES THE POINT. Hiro and Taka is another one I don't particularly like.

I get where it comes from, the few times they interract in the canon could be seen as brotherly (I GUESS) from Hiro's standpoint but-- Idk it just kinda rubs me the wrong way. Hiro's character in general does that...

A Random Headcanon:

Taka enjoys, and is really good at boxing. (Or wrestling) Like how some stories I've read put him on the football (soccer for us americans) team (or rugby ig idk.) I have a (self-inflicted) HC that Taka has slight anger issues hes still recovering from as a child and ABSOLUTELY uses the environment of controlled violence as a way to work off pent up steam. Any sport could do that really, but the inherent homoeroticism of wrestling is just *mwah* too good to pass up.

I know people like to HC he's into some kind of martial arts lessons for the same kind of vibe, and the art of him and Peko, but I find the inante physicality of using yer fists and body as a much more... *Taka Centric* activity. Idk.

Its the same reason he really enjoys thrill rides like rollercoasters and horror movies (if he can stand to not postulate the entire plot the whole time, ruining climactic moments and making people shush him.)

General Opinions:

HE GOT FUCKING ROBBED IN CANON MY BOY---

anyway feel free to ask me about more characters!!! This was fun :3

#longsheepanswers #kiyotaka ishimaru #danganronpa #danganronpa trigger happy havoc #ishimondo #kiyokiyo #ask game

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aeoki · 11 months ago

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Phantom Airship - Beyond the Imaginary: Chapter 3

Location: ES Prop Room Characters: Sora, Natsume, Tsumugi, Hiiro, Aira, Mayoi & Tatsumi

Natsume: AlrigHT, I’ll let our “facilitator” continue from heRE.

You’ll be able to do a good job negotiating with “ALKALOID”, won’t yOU?

Sora: Yes! Master and Senpai have already given Sora an explanation, so Sora is all set ♪

Sora would like you all to accept the “Phantom Airship” job! Will you be our passengers?

Aira: I’m on board! I’m still in the New Year holiday mood and since I can get back into rhythm by playing a game, then there’s no way I’d say no. We’ll even be earning L$ too ♪

Tatsumi: I’m fine with taking part as well. I’m simply interested in this so-called VR game.

And I think it’s a good first job of the year for “ALKALOID”.

Aira: Ehehe, I’d glad you’re also on board, Tattsun-senpai!

What about you guys, Mayo-san? Hiro-kun? It’s great to be able to have fun and work, if you ask me ♪

Hiiro: Hmm…

Aira: …Hiro-kun?

It’s not like you to hesitate. “Switch” has helped us a lot up until now, so it’s only natural we do the same, right?

Hiiro: You’re right. If Aira and Tatsumi-senpai are happy with it, then I’ll also agree to take part in this “Phantom AIrship”.

Aira: ? It sounds like you were unsure there…

Oh, I know! Hiro-kun, you don’t know much about video games so you’re scared, right?

Hehe, that’s surprising~♪ Didn’t know you also had things you’re scared of ♪

Tatsumi: What do you think, Mayoi-san? You were forcibly brought here so I wouldn’t think it would be strange for you to decline their offer.

Mayoi: I–If possible, I’d like to decline. I suppose you could say it scares me to know that there will be many people watching me play a video game…

Natsume: Ŧħɇ ᵽħøŧø.

Mayoi: Eeek!?

I–I–I–I’ll do it, I’ll do it! Please let me take on the job!

Tsumugi: Ahaha. Looks like Natsume-kun knows how to turn on Ayase-kun’s “motivation”~ I wonder what he could have said to him.

Mayoi: N-No, that’s confidential information!

Sora: HaHa~♪ Thank goodness~ With that, everyone has agreed!

Now, put on the VR goggles and let’s dive into the world of the “Phantom Airship”!

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ< “SSVRS” new stage: The “Phantom Airship”. >

Aira: Woah! What a view! So this is the “Phantom Airship”...!

I can’t believe I’m standing on the deck of a ship that’s flying in the air! It feels so fantastical and exciting! I wonder what happens if you fall off the ship~? ♪

Hiiro: So this is “VR”. It doesn’t feel real at all.

But it feels like I’m experiencing things with all five senses. Just how on earth does it work?

Tatsumi: I see this is how far our current technology has come. This is my first time experiencing something like this as well.

It seems we’re also wearing the game’s outfits. It feels as though someone has conducted some magic on us.

Mayoi: I–It’s still scary even if I know it’s a game… We’re standing on a platform so high up in the air, but aren’t any of you scared?

Aira: Say what~? You don’t have to be so scared, Mayo-san.

Come on, let’s take a good look over here. We’re in a game, so you don’t have to worry about leaning too far out on the railing ♪

Hiiro: That’s dangerous, Aira. You might die if you fall from here.

Aira: You’re being way too cautious, Hiro-kun. It’s not every day we get to experience VR, so don’t sweat the small stuff and let’s have fun!

Sora: “HaHa~♪ That’s right!”

“Video games are wonderful things that can teach you about a variety of topics. Failure also provides good experience!”

“The penalty you’ll receive when you make mistakes is set quite low, so you can enjoy the game in an aggressive manner~♪”

Tatsumi: So you were here all along, Sora-san. You seem to be quite small in appearance, but is this also part of the game?

Sora: “HiHi~ Sora is an NPC and fairy that will support you on your journey.”

“You’ll come across a lot of idol NPCs, so please look forward to meeting them!”

Tatsumi: NPCs…?

Sora: “Yes. NPCs are non-playable characters – people created from the game’s programme files. There isn’t a real person inside them ♪”

Tatsumi: Non-playable…? I see, so no one controls them unlike us.

They’re simply idol effigies that exist in-game. They would indeed be the true definition of an idol.

Hiiro: Something that only exists in-game. Hmm. I don’t understand how it works, but they’re just something put together, right?

Aira: Ohh, Hiro-kun understands how games work.

Hiiro: Hehe. Makoto-senpai taught me a few things.

My brother is obsessed with something called “Pachislots” and that’s also a kind of game, isn’t it?

I can understand how my brother is enthralled with it since it makes all these sounds and lights up. It truly surprises me to see how advanced the technology of the city is.

Tatsumi: After all, that sort of technology really makes human instinct happy.

Personally, I don’t think it’s very good to develop a hobby of gambling. But playing video games from time to time can serve to be a good change of pace, I’m sure.

In any case, can we hear the rest of the explanation, Sora-san?

Sora: “Of course! Then, Sora will explain the rules of the ‘Phantom Airship’~♪”

“There are seven floating islands on this ‘Phantom Airship’ with a ‘treasure’ each.”

“If you want to obtain those ‘treasures’, you’ll need idol skills! Each island has a theme and if you clear the trial on each of those islands, you can receive the ‘treasure’!”

“You can choose any island you like, but it’ll be much easier if you head to the first island with the tutorial~♪”

Hiiro: I see. So you need to show how skilled you are as an idol in order to progress in this world.

Tatsumi: So, in short, the game will judge us based on the result of our performances and hard work while our fans will be watching and supporting us.

Mayoi: I–I’m feeling quite dispirited, but that doesn’t seem so different than usual. I’m somewhat relieved.

Aira: Ahaha. On the other hand, I was pretty worried about what would happen if we fail a performance.

But just like Harukawa-senpai said, it’s okay to make mistakes in this game, so we won’t be severely punished, right? It might even be better than making a mistake during a real performance.

Alright, I’m starting to get motivated! Let’s get this ship going!

“Phantom Airship”, full speed ahead…☆

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pracses · 1 year ago

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A rehash of Hardcase’s no good very bad day TW: Death, order 66 (LOTS of death) Injuries, Hardcase gets upsetti. Feat. @hamadaxfighter

He was making sure the younglings they managed to evacuate were all settled on the ship and knew what to do. There weren’t many... but he needed to get them all out of here. He told them all to lose their braids, regardless of whether he came back with the kid or not, he had to make sure they got to safety. He quickly plugged the coordinates in to a planet he was sure was going to be off the radar, somewhere the Republic wasn’t going to be. “Make sure you kids follow what I told you. Get rid of your braids. Beads, whatever you’ve got. Hide your lightsabers. This ship is set to autopilot you to a planet. Do not touch the controls. If I don’t come back in ten minutes, hit the flight button. The ship will take you somewhere safe. Do not leave the ship. You won’t win any trophies trying to be a hero. Stay on the ship or those clones will not hesitate to do to you what they’re doing to everyone else.” He had to make sure the kid was safe.

Fingers gripped the blaster to set it on his back and replaced his helmet on his head to glance over the young faces before him. One of them, a young togruta, from the looks of it. He moved to grasp the trooper’s hand and gently set something in it, looking up to him. “You gave me this when I met you. I think it gave me good luck... I want you to have it.” Face was hidden by a helmet, but... the trooper looked to the small boy’s face with a small smile. “Please be safe... May the force be with you, Hardcase..”

The trooper shifted to give him a small pat on the head, attention moving from the children to the temple hangar. “Thank you, Kiaan... All of you be safe.” His hands moved to take his blaster off his back and walk off the ship, hitting the ramp so it would close and hide the kids. They were too young for this. It was his job to protect them. As best as he could. He could do only so much in order to achieve his goal of saving everyone he could.But now he had to double back and check for more survivors. He had to blend in, hide among the troops that were already hostile to the jedi. The trick was not to get killed. By Jedi he was trying to protect or his brothers he would be trying to fool.

He tried to keep himself as calm as possible, checking among the bodies in the lower part of the temple... Older jedi, archivists. Masters trying to save their younglings. It made him sick. His heart felt heavy. So much felt wrong. So much felt like it was not okay... His brothers weren’t supposed to open fire on jedi... was this what Commander Thorn claimed Fives was trying to prevent? It had to be... So many bodies littered the halls. Getting younger as he went up... He tried to stay as far back as possible. Checking for survivors. It would be the role of a trooper to make sure enemies were downed... it shouldn’t have been suspicious.. Except when Appo was in charge.

“CT-Fifteen Fourty Five... What are you doing?” He glanced up behind visors to see the newly appointed Commander standing over him, blaster in hand while he was checking vitals of the jedi before him.

“Making sure they’re gone, sir. It’s protocol.” He could do his best, but he would have to stay ahead of him as far as outsmarting him. If he went ahead, he would make himself a target. He had to be cautious. Especially from here on out. Appo was known to step into his roles and let the power that came with it override his better judgement. He almost wished it was Vaughn here instead. Even in his helmet, he could smell the smoke and death. He couldn’t condone this... but he had to outsmart Appo to keep his friend safe.

“If they aren’t, blast them.” The response made his face twist in anger. They didn’t deserve this, attempt on that skrag-eating Chancellor’s life or not. He was grateful for the helmet hiding his face, but biting his tongue was the hard part. He had to find Hiro fast... Before these guys found him. It was going to be difficult to make it through here... But he was a heavy arms trooper. The small blasters felt wrong. His own blaster was set on the Resolute still... and there would likely be no way of recovering it once they put an order to hunt him. But he felt the eyes still on him when the new Commander left. He would be watched from here on out.

By the time he made it through the lower levels of the temple and into the upper levels... he found the young ones... He took a moment to let out a rattled breath, brown eyes showing the sorrow he felt. “I’m so sorry, little ones...” Remorse... pain... how could someone let this happen? Thorn would have already exposed this if not for the Chancellor sending him into a trap. It was a side job for the Commander. He was appointed to locate and expose corruption when he wasn’t on escort duty.But he was forced into retirement when he didn’t die on Scipio. The clones that were in the room with Fives all went missing or turned up dead. That was no coincidence. Kix went missing--and the most he had done was possibly spoken to Fives before his death. It should be brought to the forefront.

Standing here, he felt the wet streak of a tear down his face as he turned to look away... Some of the younglings here were his friends. Kids that he made time for when he was planetside. He took a breath and left the room, not even checking to see if they were gone... He knew they were. This was done by Skywalker. He moved to start heading for the exit, making sure to sneak around groups of troopers as quickly as possible before he glimpsed Appo speaking to another trooper. “--Find Fifteen Fourty Five... he’s acting suspicious.” Skrag... He moved faster, trying to get himself to the entrance of the Temple only to find that was empty, too... Where was Hiro?

Helm scanned the steps, finally seeing the little body collapsed against the stairs. He was quick in descending the steps, hands moving to check over the small body, a quiet pained noise leaving him when he accidentally grazed a wound. He was alive? Helm quickly scanned to area before he gently nudged Hiro. “C’mon, kid.. I gotta get you outta here...”

A jumbled mess of mumbles left the kid, the trooper gently moving to carry him like one would an infant. “Hold onto me, kid. I’m getting you out of here.” Regardless of whether Hiro made it or not, he wasn’t going to make him die here. One hand held Hiro up, the other rested at the base of his neck to support his head. He heard the shouts from the temple entrance starting to get closer, the trooper moving. “I need to run, Hiro. I’m sorry if this hurts, but we have to go.” He wouldn’t have been able to carry Carrie and the kid. His rotary would have to be replaced.

He moved as quick as he could while carrying the young padawan, holding on tight while he went as as full a sprint as he could once he reached the base of the steps. He heard the sounds of the blasters hitting the ground behind him before he ran into the city and towards a shipyard. They couldn’t lock down a cargo bay. Not when the whole place needed food and supplies... and he would need the same. He reached for a blanket on a nearby vendor while he ran, not stopping to give credits and instead covering the kid so it wouldn’t be obvious he was carrying a jedi.

He heard the rush of troopers trying to locate him, though it was already too late... he found a cargo ship with some unused armors, medical supplies and a few boxes of food. They would have to do with this. He gently set the kid in a seat and secured him in place, wrapping the blanket with a little blood on it now around him before starting the ship and sitting to make it take off. Ramp closed while the ship hovered upwards, then taking time to get set into flight and going... as soon as he cleared the atmosphere... he put them in hyperspace.They wouldn’t be able to track him from there. He’d have to scramble the ship later. Now was to worry about taking care of the kid... and he needed more than basic medicine... he’d need help..

Comms were opened... and his first call was to Naboo.. “Commander Thorn... I need to borrow Doss...”

#CTH :\\ Ic #CTH :\\ Drabbles #[ goodbye Imma go cry now ]

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mamamittens · 1 year ago

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Time for my nightly bullshit like a ridiculous bedtime story solely designed for shenanigans.

Sides, its good practice while I recharge and prepare to start writing my pending fics lol (decided to leave Hody for later btw, so prepare to say goodbye to Uncle Fishy in a chapter or two--depends on how much I decide to put in one chapter).

Boro was a fairly simple man at heart. A deep love of his craft and the sea coalescing into a life of lighthearted piracy. He respected and admired his strange crew.

Captain Minnow, the zanny man who's obsession with the image of smoking is matched only by his ability to exclusively set himself on fire anytime he tries to smoke.

First mate, Cantore, who grounded their flighty captain when he wasn't arguing over the unpredictable weather.

The twins, Hiro and Kazu. Squirrelly young men who delight in confusing everyone with their mirrored mannerisms and inspired swordplay.

Hestu, the trick shot wonder who refuses to shoot straight for any reason. He frustrated many but there was no denying his creativity.

Tim, Jim, and Sean, the three childhood friends that assist in running the ship. Sometimes it was hard to figure out if they actually liked each other or just liked fighting one another. Constantly finding things to compete and make bets over.

And finally the youngest. Sir. Odd young man, with a seemingly stony expression and massive white wings. He'd quickly taken over the kitchen after seeing the pitiful 'dinner' Hestu put together... Consisting of jerky between slices of potatoes instead of bread. He hadn't been impressed with the state of the kitchen either, ripping the whole crew a new one for even thinking about eating out of it. But Boro wasn't fooled. Young Sir had a soft side a mile wide, fussing over them all between meals.

Seeing the withdrawn young man try and navigate around the large crew was painful--almost as painful as watching the Whitebeard Commander, Thatch, try and hold a conversation with Sir. Who, in turn, did his level best to never be in the same room as Commander Thatch. Boro was concerned at first, of course he was.

But judging by the puffy wings, Boro thought it safe to assume that this wasn't discomfort so much as it was Sir being flustered for some reason. His habit of never meeting anyone's eyes for longer than a brief second--or intensely staring into your soul--ratcheted up to the point that Boro could clearly see Sir avoiding looking at Commander Thatch's face entirely.

It was amusing but strange.

Early morning, about two and a half weeks into their unexpected stay on the Moby Dick, Boro rolled out of bed and walked between bunks to wake Sir. Fluffy wings disheveled and curled around him protectively. All it took was a few gentle cards of his hand and the feathers shuddered. Wings fluttering and lifting away as a hazy blue eye looked up at him petulantly.

Sir huffed, burying his face into the pillow with a yawn before rolling up out of bed. Tugging the blanket back into place behind him as he snagged his glasses and pack. Usually, Sir showered at night, but last night he helped clean the kitchens and asked to be woken up early.

Boro, knowing how much Sir liked his privacy, agreed and silently promised to ensure no one walked in on the young man. For his trouble, he received a gentle brush of feathers across his bare arm as Sir shuffled by him to the nearest showers.

Sir yawned, wild and loose curls consuming half his face and shoulders in a frizzy bush. Boro smiled fondly, finding the ruffled, sleepy look cute on his youngest crewmate.

--*--

Nikia stretched, freshly cleaned from head to toe and well awake now. Hair as dry as she'd get it without a hair dryer and soaking a damp spot on her hoodie. For now, it would behave and stay mostly out of her face. But frizz was terrible at sea so she knew it would be a matter of time before she had to pull it back just to not constantly eat her own hair.

Thanks to Boro standing guard she didn't feel weird taking a few extra minutes to clean her feathers more. So they'd be a fair bit cleaner now as well. She didn't mind bunking with a bunch of guys but showering around total strangers is where she drew the line--although she wouldn't shower around even close friends either for that matter.

She had just returned her bag of essentials and clothes she'd personally been washing every week when Thatch happened to pass by.

Nikia grimaced to herself, still finding herself too embraced to talk to him directly.

"Sir!" Hell, he even kept calling her 'Sir' like her smartass crew. "There you are! I've been meaning to ask something." She could see his smile in her peripheral.

"What bout, darlin'?" Nikia cringed to herself, cursing her instinctive use of sweet nicknames with a total stranger. She did find his flush amusing though. Nice to know they can both be flustered.

"Well, I was thinking that your pantry must have things that are going bad but I wanted to ask before using any of it." Thatch grinned sheepishly. Ah. That makes sense.

"Sure thing, darlin'. They'd go to waste otherwise so like, knock yourself out." Nikia agreed easily. Thatch, a grown ass man, pouted.

"Actually, I was hoping you'd help me carry out the food stores to go through them on deck." Nikia grimaced, aware that it had been fairly warm the last few days. There was a reason she retreated to below deck often. Pale as she was, she was liable to burn and the idea of suddenly gaining a tan freaked her out.

She was, of course, ignoring the light tan she had already started to gain from the slight increase of time under the sun.

"...Ah suppose. Hope ya want potatoes. They bought a metric fuck ton before I joined and I was still trying to get rid of them. Well, without throwing them into the sun." Nikia grumbled. She glanced at his face and looked away at the bright, pleased smile.

Thatch threw his arm over her shoulder (mindful of her damp wings) and marched through the hallways, chatting away about some of his favorite uses for potatoes. He definitely knew his stuff, although it mostly went over her head.

When they reached topside she knew she'd have to ditch her sweater at some point. Her wet hair and wings did not alleviate the heat in the slightest. Instead soaking up the hot sun in a way that would be delightful if she planned on napping.

The pantry was tucked away near the kitchens and was filled with barrels and bags of foodstuffs. There was a freezer and fridge too, but those were staying. It didn't make sense to drag them under the sun just to watch them thaw.

The barrels were big and usually quite heavy, but Nikia never did know when to quit while she could manage with her own two hands. Choosing to 'walk' the barrel out of the storage room as Thatch recruited a small number of men to assist once he realized she couldn't lift the barrels herself.

As she suspected, even the chill in the lower deck didn't help her for long. But she managed to stick it out until everything perishable was removed and ready to be inspected under the sunlight. She huffed, walking just behind Thatch as she tugged on her sleeves, carefully separating the fabric of her tank top to make sure she didn't flash anyone.

When she was safely up top, she stood out of the way and grumbled, finding the task of wrangling the fabric away from her wings taxing. But necessary.

The relief when she succeeded was instant and she smiled, noting that her hair was nearly dry enough to pull up without making her arms ache from the strain of brushing it into place above her head.

The yellow sleeves tied neatly around her waist as she made sure her tank top was settled in place and walked forward. Only to find shocked expressions meeting her gaze.

Thatch looked startled, cheeks red as he struggled for words.

Nikia grimaced.

"Yeah, yeah. I know. Ya feel snowblind lookin' at me. No need to make a fuss bout it." She grumbled, brushing back her hair to try and settle it in place over her shoulder.

"... You're a girl?" Thatch asked in a strained voice. Nikia frowned, narrowing her eyes. She glanced down at her very obvious cleavage.

"...Yes? Ah wa'n't hidin' it..." Nikia wrinkled her nose. "Wait... Do you think my name is actually 'Sir'?"

Thatch looked up at her face, now confused.

"It's not?!" Nikia huffed.

"No! They're just a bunch ah smart asses!" Nikia hissed.

"Sir?!?" Boro did a double take from the deck of the Moby Dick. Nikia whipped her head to look at him.

"Why the FUCK are ya surprised?!?" Nikia demanded.

"You're a woman?!?" Boro sputtered, cheeks flushed as he struggled to look at her without looking down her shirt, which was admirable given the higher perspective he had.

"Yes. I. Am." Nikia rolled her eyes. "Ah've literally been using ma mom voice on y'all, why tha hell did ya think I was a man?!? It's pretty obvious?" Nikia gestured to her chest before pausing, brushing her hand over her sweatshirt. "Ah... Right."

She'd taken to wearing baggy hoodies cause it was annoying talking to someone when their eyes were firmly fixed on her tits. Sure, she didn't look people in the eyes consistently either, but at least she didn't stare down at their crotch or whatever.

"W-We uh... Haven't ever had moms?" Boro admitted.

Nikia's annoyance dissolved.

"Oh, honey. C'mere, baby. Ah'm sorry--I didn't mean ta trick any of y'all, I thought y'all were being smart asses!" Nikia declared, opening her arms to the flustered man. He was unusually red in embarrassment but gamely wandered over and accepted her apology hug.

This was the first time she's been so close with her crew and was surprised to find how solid Boro felt. Her damp wings curling forward as she wrapped her around around his neck.

"... Wait, does this mean all of y'all thought I was a boy?" Boro nodded against her shoulder before resting his chin in place.

"We thought you were a teenage boy." Boro said apologetically.

Nikia laughed hard into his shoulder, snorting.

"O-Oh noooooo! Nooo, honey, oh no!" Nikia cackled before pulling away. Still giggling she corrected him. "I'm twenty-seven, honey. And it's Nikia. Ah don't mind 'Sir', really, but everytime I tried to mention my name something stupid happened." Nikia giggled, smile falling as she hissed in frustration.

Boro smiled.

"Nice to meet you, Nikia, Sir."

She snorted, cackling again.

--*--

Thatch was frozen. Utterly floored as several things crashed into him at once.

He'd thought 'Sir' looked quite cute with his wet hair draped and curled over his shoulder, tucked partially behind his ear instead of pulled back. Face flash from the shower and wings incredibly damp.

It felt like his lucky day to manage to drag him into an activity with himself. Amusement and fondness building as he got to show off his strength by casually lifting barrels 'he' could only shift around.

Then, oh then, 'Sir' walked onto the deck and pulled away his sweatshirt. Thatch was expecting a fairly pudgy body, soft from good food and a protective crew. And he sort of got that. Pale skin stark against the dark tank top.

But the 'round middle' he thought he saw from under the baggy sweatshirt was a soft dip between her ribs and hips. A majority of the 'thickness' an illusion from fabric draping over her chest. Her arms were soft, clearly she didn't fight or do much heavy lifting.

A dragon skull inked over her right shoulder and upper arm like a pauldron, gold bells and red string around her wrist. Some sort of sword with wings on the left forearm.

Thatch didn't even realize she had any tattoos to begin with.

His heart stuttered in his chest as she laughed loudly, expression bright and amused with more life than he'd seen so far. Her soft apology and reassurance echoing in his blood.

Boro gave him a look from over her shoulder, almost in warning.

This revelation hardly changed his plans. He still wanted to get to know 'Sir', Nikia. It's just that now he knew her wide smile and cheeky cackle made his heart stutter.

Oh shit, they'd had a woman bunking with men and showering in their area for almost three weeks--Oyaji was going to be pissed.

One thing at a time, Thatch supposed, watching Nikia smile and flutter her wings in the sun.

(really rough example of the tattoos, only one of which is based on an actual tattoo I have, the shoulder one is one I've wanted for years but I'm broke lol, bells I just thought would be cute ngl)

#one piece #back on my bullshit #not a sir au #one piece oc

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