#i need to make a proper height chart for everyone

[kennysdeadbody]

doing height comparisons

If Princess Kenny is slightly shorter than Elf Kyle

and Stan Marshwalker is a lot shorter than Princess Kenny

Then this is basically the King and his Knight

its gotta be rough being one of the only humans in the elven kingdom

[hwnglx]

this combo of sag and scorpio energy in him is crazy 😵‍💫

sunghoon's ideal type

based on tarot. i do not know these idols personally. energies are always changing. what i say is NOT straight fact. pls take it with a grain of salt!

shuffled song: stand still by sabrina claudio

physical traits

watery and striking eyes. (when their eyes just stand out, he thinks lighter colored or blue eyes are beautiful) classic and traditional beauty. conventionally attractive. powerful presence, turns everyone's heads. feminine and elegant. gorgeous and blinding smile. longer and flowy hair. taller height. water or fire risings! i keep seeing margot robbie or anne hathaway.

personality traits

the immediate vibe i got for sunghoon, is that he wants someone invested. and when i say invested, i mean fully. i've said this a lot at this point, but sunghoon has such a dynamic chart, which shows this clear difference in character according to who he's with. he can either be the most easygoing and laidback, or the most intense and passionate person in the room. just put his lover (or someone he deeply cherishes) next to him, and you'll literally see the gaze in his eyes change.

sunghoon wants someone who can handle his intense nature in love. someone who resembles it to a degree, because otherwise they might get overwhelmed or not understand it. he really needs his and his partners love language, and their values in relationships to correlate. he wants to feel like he shares the same passion as his lover, and not get the impression that he's the only one holding on so tightly, when his partner is just kinda meh about it all. he wants a deep and intimate connection, that goes beyond what anyone else could understand. he wants a person he can have a relationship with, that is separate from all the rest, and special and extraordinary in his life. he draws a clear line between the people he holds extra close to his heart, and his standard “friends”. there's this version of sunghoon only his lovers could tell you about.

he likes it when someone won't get intimidated by his intensity. who can hold their ground firmly, not falter under his gaze. he also likes someone who's just very affectionate and romantic. a person who won't be afraid or too shy to be direct in their display of love for him. he wants someone who knows how to love someone in a proper way, who's good at making him feel loved. i also keep hearing “mother of my children” this man is all about longterm commitment. he wants a family-oriented woman who'd be a good mother. responsible and reliable, but also soft and nurturing.

sunghoon loves the idea of a lengthy relationship. he likes sharing history and memories with his lover. i can see him liking the thought of growing old and maturing with his partner, going through various stages together. he wants his lover to be like an “인생 친구” which means lifelong friend. again, it'd give them this special ability to know each other in and out, have things or inside jokes only the two of them understand.

sunghoon also needs his lover to understand that, although he'll be incredibly zoned in on their relationship, he still has goals and achievements of his own, which he won't neglect for their connection. his job requires a lot of work and time, and the possibility of him not always being there 24/7 shouldn't be a problem for his partner. especially because, he truly wants them to trust him. he is not the type to cheat or look elsewhere if he's in a committed relationship. he wants his lover to understand that, and tolerate his personal ambitions. i can also see him liking the thought of his partner having their own ambitions. he enjoys the thought of both of them being goal-driven and hardworking, but once they come together, they can't see anything but each other. in comparison to some other people, sunghoon definitely likes his lovers to resemble him, rather than be entirely different. i can just see him and a gemini venus being extremely difficult. (funny because sunoo is one and yeah.. their relationship is rather complicated)

him as a boyfriend

+ he's a boyfriend who doesn't rush into anything. very slow burning energy. in the beginning stages, sunghoon will be very curious about you as a person. he prefers getting to know his lovers thoroughly first, really getting a grip on their character, understanding their desires and values before taking the next step. he wants to make sure you're on the same wavelength with him, and get this feeling you're the right one, before investing so much of himself into the relationship. he thinks deep and intimate connections between two people who effortlessly understand each other, require a lot of patience. you just have to know each other's every aspect, he'll definitely want to be the only one to know some secrets, you do not tell anyone else about.

he's an amazing listener. he'll enjoy sitting there listening to you talk about yourself for hours and not get tired of it. literally stare in to your soul while you keep rambling. only interrupt you to ask questions and deepen the conversation.

he's definitely a sucker for intimacy, especially in places where he, and no one would expect it. like whispering things in his ear in public could probably make this man melt. i also keep seeing him hold hands with his partner in public and literally squeeze the hell out of their hand, in this possessive manner. like he's telling you “you're mine and with me.” in a wordless manner. there'll be a lot of silent communication between you, you'll just get each other right away.

there's also a very considerate and calm energy to him, where he'll display this source of peace for you. this is something i've observed about scorpio placements, especially venus', they're very.. understanding towards overemotional people. they can handle people's emotional outbursts, and mostly don't get consumed by it. on the contrary, a lot of the times, they quietly allow you to get your emotions and frustrations out, validate your feelings and not make you feel overdramatic, and try to talk things out calmly with you. let's say sunghoon gets into a fight with his partner; if you start getting angry and throwing things and losing your mind, he's the type to just sigh and sit there and control his own emotions silently while listening to you. he'll probably give you a little time to calm down, and once he feels you're ready to be talked to again, he'll try and talk the matter out in a more rational manner. very emotionally mature and compassionate energy in him. (interesting since i remember in my collective enha ideal type reading, he seemed to struggle with this. he seems to have grown a lot)

- sunghoon can be very hot or cold. it's like once he's with you, everything's great and a fairytale and you feel amazing, but once he's away, it's easy to feel like he forgot about you. he's very busy, so it can be a common occurrence for him to forget replying to you, not talk to you for days, make you feel left alone, because his love can be quite addicting. it's easy to feel dependent on scorpio venus', because they literally make you feel like life without them would be awful. even if you confronted him about this, he could get discontent with you giving him such a hard time about something he can't help. sunghoon draws a clear line between his personal and professional life, which he wants his partners to respect.

i do not see him cheating or doing anything wild, he's extremely loyal. he will not look at any other woman if he's a taken man. however, sunghoon still wants freedom, he doesn't enjoy feeling like you suffocate him while he's working (like spamming him with calls and texts because he isn't answering while busy, that'd frustrate him) yet at the same time he got you to the point of naturally clinging to him. “you made me be like this!” is what i can imagine his partner accusing him of. it can just get draining to deal with someone, who has such contrasting values when it comes to love, and his own ego and career.

[2offayyo-kzt]

I just rewatched episode 4 and I'm not going to lie, I'm scared of Sean's current character development.

So I know it's only the first time we've seen him this season, and we'll see him again for sure in episode 7, but after my rewatch, I really felt like I was watching a 6yo in a costume pretending to be an adult.

We all know Sean's a dumbass, right, but in this episode it's reached new heights...

So yes, it's not the first time he's acted immaturely (when he threw a tantrum in s3ep5 when no one would buy him his pillows, the fight he had with Franky in the bar in s5ep2, or simply the fact that he wanted to organize a parade with the justification of wanting to bring a hockey team back to Staten Island)

But in today's episode his stupidity was OFF THE CHART :

First he has been fired from his job but you know what, that can happen to anyone, no matter what their condition, so no big deal.

But then his memory problems are so bad that he :

-Doesn't remember he has worked at Kinko’s

-Doesn't know how to use an elevator (using the term "go-go" which sounds a bit childish instead of going up)

-Laszlo is forced to repeat simple orders to him so he won't forget :

Laszlo : "If I tell you to leave that office, then get out of the office. What do you do ?"

Sean : "Get out of the office."

Laszlo : "You got it."

And even his behavior like... doing the "Young Dumb and Full of-" joke during a JOB INTERVIEW

Or completely losing it after learning he's been fired and leaves in dramatic fashion, with ✨HIS✨ comfort toy train (given to him by his grandfather)

Sean : "I'm taking MY train, which my grandpa gave me. This place doesn't deserve me. I'm leaving."

We also see him playing with trains in the background (don't forget that he was the VP of the company at that moment) and installing a mini basketball hoop on his door.

The fact that he forgot to zipper up his fly TWICE, and can't even assemble a shelf.

In the end I don't care, all those scenes and details were funny, but the way Laszlo talked about him at the beginning of the episode was so contemptuous :

Colin : "Just hypnotize the guy so he forgets about the interview."

Laszlo : "I wish I could. He's almost brain-dead. He's hypnotized out. He's a proper idiot. Doesn't know his ass from his elbow. I mean, he really is stupid. But he's my friend. I can't let him down."

Sean : "Hey, elevator box don't go-go."

Laszlo : "You need to press one of the buttons, Sean."

HELLO LAZ ?! I mean you can shit on your bestie but I think it was way too much here lmao, full roast

Like, okay, your friend's a moron, but Laszlo even gives the impression that Sean has become a liability, and it's technically the vampire's fault that Sean is losing all his cognitive faculties.

As Laszlo pointed out, Sean is "brain dead" to the point where even hypnosis has become useless.

It's as if everyone takes pity on Sean now and tries to make him happy and obey his whims because "it's Seanieee-"

Even Nadja was tender with him in this episode (just like in the Roast episode)

We can also talk about the fact that Sean STILL sleeps in the garage, in the background after learning that he will get a job interview thanks to Laz and Colin, he's getting excited and said :

Sean : "She's got to let me back in the big bed !"

referring to his wife, bro you're telling me it's been since s5ep2 you got your bed privilege revoked 😭

I'm probably over-analyzing this, but I'm sincerely afraid of how it might turn out, especially since it means that seanzlo won't be able to be consensual anymore (since Sean will have lost too many mental faculties and Laszlo will feel like he's abusing his friend)

Idk man, the way Laszlo (and Sean gleefully) insists they're best friends... I'm not feeling it AT ALL..

I think there's a clear distinction between acting stupidly, being a himbo yk (Nandor) and outright regression, and I think Sean has crossed the line with this episode.

It's true that Laszlo and Sean are ✨besties 4ver✨ but like, whenever Sean has the slightest problem, he runs to Laz, like a kid would to a parent for help or comfort.

I HATE IT HERE, NUH UH-

Remember guys, Sean has serious daddy issues, please don't let the show go in that direction of Laszlo becoming Sean's caretaker.

[teawinx]

Height chart of the current character lineup! I like to think that unlike the Miraculous Creators, I know how tall normal humans should be *squints at canon 7 foot tall Gabriel*

Also I constantly forget everyone’s heights in comparison to each other, so this chart will save me some embarrassment for once

Plus this now allows me to see what colours are lacking within the cast, like purple and blue. We need a proper rainbow up in this bitch. Gay rights, people, gay rights.

Yes it makes no sense for post character development Adrien to be here alongside pre development Chloe and Season 2 Marinette. I was just a little tired of all the white tbh.

[simplybakugou]

Quirkless

↝ An appointment to the doctor’s goes south once finding out Bakugou’s son is quirkless.

⋆ PAIRING: dad!bakugou x female!reader ⋆ WARNINGS/TAGS: swearing; angst ⋆ WORD COUNT: 3279

A/N: So I started rewatching bnha from the beginning and after watching baby Izuku cry when he found out he’s quirkless for the hundredth time, I decided to do a scenario of Bakugou’s reaction to his child being quirkless. This is also literally took two hours to write for some reason so enjoy lol. NOTE: I made a part 2 to this where Deku gives One For All to Bakugou’s son so here’s the link to that too :)

✐posted 04.07.2020✐

“Katsuo, you’re going to hurt yourself!” You called out to your four-year-old son as he ran through the streets. You could barely keep up with him in such a big crowd, only seeing his blonde head pop up every now and then.

Katsuo giggled, finally stopping and letting his mother catch up with him. Once you did catch up, Katsuo latched onto your arm. “Don’t worry, Momma, I’m fine.”

You sighed. “You know, most kids aren’t this excited to go to the doctor’s.”

“Well, I’m not like most kids because my Daddy’s the best hero in the whole world.” Katsuo puffed out his chest proudly. You chuckled, ruffling his head.

Being married to one of the top heroes wasn’t easy. You had met Bakugou at the hospital as your healing type quirk was used to help aid patients. After Bakugou had gotten reckless once, it seemed that no one around him at the time gave him a proper talk to make sure he wouldn’t get hurt that severely again. Back then, everyone was always kissing up to him, wanting to be affiliated with such a high profile hero.

Nevertheless, you didn’t hesitate to rip him a new one, infuriated that such an important hero would be so reckless and gotten so hurt. Bakugou was taken aback, not expecting a mere hospital worker to be the one to tell him off. However, since that incident he respected you for being the only one to be honest with him.

Since then, Bakugou found himself visiting your office even for the smallest of injuries. After the tenth visit, you finally caught the hint and decided to ask him out yourself. And now, you’re both happily married and have a four-year-old son.

You walked into the pediatrician’s office, signing in at the front receptionist before taking a seat, waiting for the doctor to call your name.

“Do you think the doctor will give me a quirk?” Katsuo asked, looking up at you with his eyes almost beaming and shining.

“No, the doctor can’t give you a quirk but we can find out when your quirk will come,” you said, pinching his cheek.

Katsuo sighed, leaning into you. “Okay… I just want to be strong like Daddy.”

You feigned a gasp. “You don’t want to be strong like Mommy?”

Katsuo’s eyes went wide, immediately regretting his words once believing his mother was genuinely upset. “No! Mommy you’re strong, too! I just think it’s a little itty bit cooler to have explosions than heal people.”

You laughed. “It’s okay, sweetie. I know Daddy’s quirk is cooler.” Katsuo smiled at you, latching onto your arm.

“Bakugou Katsuo?” A voice called out.

Katsuo jumped down from his chair, raising his hand. “That’s me!”

The doctor nodded. “Come with me.”

You and Katsuo followed the doctor into a separate room. You shook the doctor’s hand. “I understand that you’re here for the regular screening, Bakugou-san?”

You nodded. “Yes.”

The doctor nodded once more, instructing Katsuo to complete the regular eye exam, weight and height check, hearing exam, and any vaccinations that are needed.

“Are there any problems or any other concerns that you want addressed?” The doctor asked, writing down on his clipboard.

“Actually I have one concern,” you said. “Katsuo’s four now, almost five and he still hasn’t developed his quirk yet. Most of his classmates have already shown signs of developing a quirk. I was hoping you would be able to determine exactly when his quirk would come.”

“Hm, that is a concern especially for the son of one of the biggest heroes and the most notorious doctor in the area. Let me conduct a few x-rays and we’ll have a look,” the doctor said.

***

“Are we almost done?” Katsuo whined, wiggling his feet from his chair.

“We’re almost done. The doctor’s just looking at the x-rays he took.”

Katsuo sighed, crossing his arms over his chest. “Fine, Nagisa and Ichigo wanted to play with me soon.”

You smiled. “You can play with your friends soon, don’t worry.” The door to the room opened, the doctor stepping in. He had a blank expression on his face. “Were you able to find anything out?”

“There’s no easy way to break this to you.” The doctor took off his glasses, wiping the sweat from his forehead. He pulled a chart, an x-ray of Katsuo’s foot specifically. “Everyone with a quirk has one joint in their pinky toe. Those who are deemed quirkless have two joints.”

You looked at the x-ray, your eyes widening. “So that means…”

“You’re son is quirkless, Bakugou-san. There’s no easy way to say it.” The doctor put away the chart. “Hopefully this won’t upset your husband too bad.” He walked out of the room and the sound of the door closing echoed throughout the room.

You looked down next to you, your heart aching at the sight of Katsuo sitting in shock and staring at the space in front of him. You got up, crouching down in front of him. “Let’s go home, Suo.”

Katsuo nodded but his body still didn’t move. You pursed your lips together, deciding to hold him in your arms instead. The car ride home was outstandingly quiet.

***

“Great work today everyone!” The manager of Bakugou’s agency announced. Everyone in the office begun packing their things up, including Bakugou as he shoved his hero costume into his bag.

Kaminari threw his arm around Bakugou’s shoulder. “Hey, Kacchan!”

“I’ve told you numerous times that if you call me that I’ll fucking kill you,” Bakugou grunted, zipping the bag up.

“Oh, come on, this is like the twentieth time and you still haven’t done anything!” Kaminari waved him off. Bakugou rolled his eyes at him, slinging his bag over his shoulder. “I came here to ask if you wanted to get dinner. Kirishima and Sero might swing by, too.”

“I’d rather go to my house and see my wife and kid than hang with you dumbasses,” Bakugou said, proceeding to walk outside.

Kaminari’s jaw dropped, genuinely offended. “Well, you still hang out with us, you jerk!”

Bakugou’s phone buzzed in his pocket as he threw his bag in the trun of his cark. He answered the call. “What is it?”

“Have you seen the news?” Kirishima asked.

“No, I just finished my patrol.”

“Well, apparently a bunch of news outlets are saying that Katsuo’s quirkless,” Kirishima said.

Bakugou scoffed. “When the fuck did I ever listen to those bullshit reporters. It’s probably another stupid fucking magazine wanting their two seconds of fame.”

“I know it’s probably nothing, but I thought I’d let you know.”

“Thanks anyways.” And like that, Bakugou made his way home.

***

You were pacing back and forth in the kitchen. You didn’t know what to do. Bakugou had mentioned numerous times how he couldn’t wait to find out his son’s quirk, saying how badass it’d be if he had a combination of your quirks. And even though he had obviously changed so much since he was a child, there was still a time in his life where he viewed those who were quirkless as inferior and weak. Not to mention that bastard of a doctor had released information to numerous news outlets about Katsuo’s quirklessness. You had already contacted your lawyer when Jirou had told you about it, furious that a doctor would break confidentiality just to get some money.

Letting out a big breath, you made your way upstairs, stopping in front of Katsuo’s room. You inhaled and exhaled once, knocking on his door. You weren’t surprised when you didn’t receive an answer, pushing the door open. The room was empty, but you could hear the TV from your bedroom. You opened the door slowly to find your son on the foot of your bed. “Katsuo? Are you okay, sweetie?”

Katsuo’s eyes were ingrained on the TV screen, barely even blinking. You looked at the screen which showed your local news station covering a story of Bakugou stopping a villain during his patrol.

The reporters were praising him. “You know, Ground Zero is probably, dare I say, one of the best heroes to have existed.”

The other reporter nodded. “You’re right. That’s why it’s interesting with all the rumors of his only son being quirkless—“

You turned the TV off, placing the remote onto your nightstand. Crouching in front of Katsuo, you placed a hand on his cheek.

“Mommy?” Katsuo asked in the smallest voice.

“Yes, sweetie?”

“Why couldn’t I be strong like Daddy?”

You felt your heart shatter into pieces. You mustered up at smile, caressing his cheek. “You are strong. Katsuo, you’re--”

“But I don’t have a quirk.” Katsuo looked down at his hands. “Everyone keeps saying how strong I’ll be because of Daddy’s quirk but… but I don’t have one.”

You felt a tear drop onto your hand. “Suo…”

“I just… I just wanted to make Daddy proud! I want to be the best and be the strongest but now I’m the weakest!” Katsuo sobbed, rubbing his eyes. “And now, everyone will make fun of Daddy for having a weak kid like me!”

You felt tears streaming down your own face, hugging your son the tightest you have ever held him. “No one will think that, Katsuo! You’re not weak just because you’re quirkless!”

Katsuo stayed quiet, silently sobbing into your shoulder. You caressed his head. “Why don’t you play with Ichigo and Nagisa to make you feel better?”

Before Katsuo could say anything, you both heard the front door open and close, indicating that Bakugou had come home. “No… I wanna go to my room.”

“Okay,” you muttered, setting him down. You watched as he quietly went to his room, closing the door.

“Y/N?” Bakugou called out from downstairs.

“Coming!” You called out, quickly wiping away your tears and rubbing your eyes.

Bakugou set his bag on the sofa, taking his shoes off as well. He turned around, going towards you as you made your way down the stairs. He wrapped his arms around your waist, bringing you closer to him. “I missed you,” he murmured.

You smiled against him. “I missed you, too.”

He pulled away from you, looking behind you and frowning. “Where’s Suo?” On any other given day, Katsuo would come running down and tackle his father. But that’s on any other day.

“He’s… not feeling well,” you lied.

“Not feeling well?” Bakugou asked. He sat down on the sofa, stretching his legs out on the coffee table. His arms were aching from overworking his quirk, not to mention his gauntlets still hurt every time he used them.

“I told the doctor, he just needs some rest,” you continued to lie, noticing his discomfort in the process. “Do you want me to get you some ice?”

Bakugou shook his head, leaning forward and grabbing your hand. He led you to his lap, his arm around your hips. “It’s fine, I’ll live.” He turned the TV on, the same news channel on the screen as before.

The same news reporters continued to show footage of Bakugou. Bakugou smirked. “Look at your husband kick ass out there. Do you realize how lucky you are?”

You let out a small laugh, kissing him on the cheek. “I know. I have the best husband in the world.”

Bakugou narrowed his brows together in confusion. “The hell? You usually give me shit whenever I’m cocky.”

You nuzzled your head into the curve of his neck. “It’s nothing. I just realized how lucky I am.” Bakugou sighed, leaning his head on yours as he continued watching.

“So as we had mentioned before, today’s top story is one that was discovered just earlier this evening,” the reporter said to the camera. “Ground Zero is now as everyone knows as being one of the strongest but also a powerhouse of a hero. After his marriage to Y/N, notorious for saving countless people with her quirk, they had a son. There have been speculations from a pediatrician that Ground Zero’s son, despite having parents with strong quirks, is quirkless.”

“Tch, this fucking bullshit again,” Bakugou groaned. “These fuckers need to learn to stop spewing such bullshit. And on a fucking news channel, too.”

You felt your hands ball up into fists, feeling guilty for not just keeping the news of Katsuo being quirkless from your husband, but you also somehow felt responsible for his quirklessness. “Katsuki…”

“Hm?” He looked down at you, noticing how rigid you were. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s not bullshit…” you trailed off. “The news reporters. It’s not bullshit.”

Bakugou let you finish your sentence. There’s no way…

“Katsuo… he’s quirkless…” You didn’t realize you were crying again, trying hard not to, but you kept hearing how broken your son was earlier replay in your head.

“Why’re you crying?” Bakugou asked in the softest tone you’ve ever heard him speak in. He turned your body so that you were facing him. “Were you scared to tell me?”

You sniffled. “It’s just that Suo was so upset about it an-and I don’t know how to make him feel better, Katsuki.”

Bakugou brought his thumbs up to your face, wiping away the tears. “I’ll talk to him. Just wait here.”

You nodded as Bakugou gently moved you beside him. He made his way upstairs, stopping at Katsuo’s door. He opened it, squinting at how dark it was. He reached over, flipping the light switch on. Katsuo was curled up under his covers, the sound of little sniffles coming through. Bakugou sat down at the foot of his bed, lightly pulling at the covers to see his son. “Leave me alone, Mommy!”

“Suo, it’s me.” Katsuo’s eyes widened, looking up at his father.

“Daddy…” he whispered. “I wanna be alone.”

“Well I wanna be here and ‘cause I’m older I’m in charge.” Bakugou lifted him up, setting him down beside him. “Mommy told me you went to the doctor and they told you that you’re quirkless.” Katsuo flinched at how straightforward his father was but it wasn’t surprising at the same time. Bakugou knew it wouldn’t help anyone if he had beat around the bush.

“Yeah, I’m quirkless and I’m useless.”

“Who said being quirkless means you’re useless?” Bakugou asked.

Katsuo’s lip quivered. He was trying to keeps his tears inside, not wanting to cry in front of his father who was known for being stone cold. In fact, he only shows emotion, except for rage, in front of Katsuo and you. Regardless, Katsuo had this image that his father wouldn’t want to see him cry.

And yet, Bakugou recognized this. He maneuvered Katsuo up onto his lap and Katsuo still hung his head low to avoid eye contact. “You can cry, Katsuo, there’s nothing wrong with that.”

“I can’t cry!” Katsuo exclaimed, surprising Bakugou. “I’m already weak because of not having a stupid quirk but I can’t be even weaker by crying like a baby!”

Bakugou sighed. He wasn’t completely surprised by his behavior. It was ingrained into Bakugou since he was a kid from his own mother to not let others take care of him, it being a sign of his weakness. He had to deal with his own problems alone, blaming other people for being nosy or worthless for not being able to catch up with him. But the minute he became a father, he refused to let his child endure the mental battles he had to face everyday.

Bakugou brought his son into his arms, hugging him. Katsuo was taken aback, not because his father never hugs him, but because he was always told by his friends how hardcore and badass his father was. His friends would make fun of any boy who would cry, even as young children. This made Katsuo refrain from doing so as well.

“You’re not weak, Katsuo. And whatever little shit friend told you so is just a little shit,” Bakugou said, remembering the shitty kids who followed him around when he was a kid. “There’s nothing wrong with crying and there’s nothing wrong with being quirkless.”

Katsuo gasped, his lip quivering intensifying. “But I don’t have a quirk, Daddy! You’re so strong and so cool and you can make all these explosions! And Mommy, too! She’s… Everyone knows her for saving people with her quirk! But I have nothing; I’m useless!”

“You’re not useless.” Bakugou didn’t hesitate to say this. “Having a quirk doesn’t determine your strength. You can still be strong without a quirk.”

“But I can’t be a hero like you!”

Bakugou pulled away, looking down at his son. From looks alone, he was a carbon copy of Bakugou from the ash blonde hair to the crimson eyes. But he was different at the same time. He had your gentleness, your ability to care for others without even thinking anything of it.

“Being a hero isn’t having a flashy quirk. A hero is someone who helps others without asking for anything in return. All it takes is will and wanting to help others. A quirk just makes that easier.” Katsuo looked up at his dad in awe. Bakugou smiled, putting a hand on his head. “If anything, we heroes are cheating by using our quirks to make life easier for us. I can’t even fucking remember the last time I got fixed up regularly by a normal doctor when I have Mommy around.”

Bakugou was able to get a laugh out of Katsuo. “You’re gonna be way better than us heroes. You’re gonna have to learn how to live in this shitty world without any shortcuts. But you know what?”

“What, Daddy?” Katsuo asked quietly.

“You’re also gonna be stronger, ‘cause you don’t need a quirk to help you around.”

Katsuo smiled, wiping his tears away. “Can I still be a hero? Can I really?”

“Of course, who the fuck is gonna say no?” Bakugou asked jokingly. “You know, I went to school with a shithead and he was quirkless, too. And he told everyone how he was gonna be a great hero. It seemed crazy at first but now he’s probably even stronger than I am.”

Katsuo’s widened. “No way! Really?!”

Bakugou nodded. “Mhm. I still can’t stand him to this day, but I’m not stupid enough to still believe he isn’t a hero.”

Katsuo grinned, tackling his dad for a hug. “Thank you, Daddy. This is why you’re the best hero in the whole universe!”

“Universe? That’s a little much, kid, even for me,” Bakugou joked, earning a giggle from Katsuo. “Before you go to bed, go say good night to Mommy.”

“Okay!” Katsuo jumped down, running down the stairs so fast the sudden noise scared you.

You were agonizing over the outcome of all of this, having no idea how to make your son feel better. “Suo?”

Katsuo walked up to you, hugging you. “Don’t be sad, Mommy. Mommy was sad ‘cause I was sad. But now I’m happy so Mommy has to be happy, too!”

You were confused at how quickly Katsuo was able to act so differently once Bakugou spoke with him. Katsuo pulled away, kissing your cheek. “I’m going to sleep!”

“Okay…” You were still so confused.

Bakugou made his way downstairs, ruffling Katsuo’s hair as he ran back upstairs. He sat down next to you, putting his arm around you. You looked at him with disbelief. “What did you say?”

“The truth.” Bakugou turned the TV back on. “He doesn’t need the help of our quirks to be whatever the fuck he wants to be.”

You smiled, hugging your husband. “You really are a hero, Katsuki.”

Bakugou smirked. “Damn right. And that kid’s gonna be an even better hero than me.”

[annabethy]

okay but kiss prompt #20 “ kissing in the stairwell giving them an artificial height difference” is just a greys au prompt. i’m sorry 😼❤️

(why are you apologizing anon? this is the best thing i've heard all week) #20 stairwell kisses

Annabeth rushed down the hospital hallway, her eyes looking down to analyze the charts she held in her hand. She really didn’t have anything else to do at this point except wander the halls, no particular destination in mind.

And yes, the first rule of working in a hospital is to never say that it’s a slow day because it pretty much jinxes everything, but the day was so slow. If she jinxed it, she wouldn’t mind too much because at least she would finally have something to do other than try and steal Piper’s patients.

As she turned the corner on the floor of the ICU, her eyes trailed up for a second to make sure that no one was in her way before she glanced down again.

A big mistake really.

If she hadn’t been so distracted by the tablet before her eyes, then maybe she would’ve seen the hands sticking out of the door to the stairwell.

Annabeth barely had time to yelp before she was nearly tackled, and she couldn’t see who had dragged her away from everyone else’s view until they had already spun her around and lowered her one step, getting on the first step themself. It took her a few seconds to grasp what had just happened, but when she did, she really had to withstand the urge to roll her eyes in their face.

Percy smiled at her sheepishly as she smacked his shoulder, only letting her lightly hit him once before taking her hand in his and kissing her knuckles one by one.

“Percy,” she warned, but she still let him hold their intertwined hands against his heartbeat.

“Annabeth,” he mocked, looking her up and down. He silently reached towards her face to kiss her, but she pursed her lips, prompting him to whine and nudge his nose repeatedly against her mouth. “Let me kiss you!”

Annabeth laughed, forcing his head away roughly, but he was not deterred, instead settling for peppering kisses along the area of her chest her scrubs didn’t cover. “You can’t just kidnap me in the middle of the hospital!”

“Not even if my wife looks incredibly hot in her navy-blue scrubs?” he mouthed against the crook of her neck. His hands fiddled with the edges of the white coat she had on, tugging slightly. “Because you do look incredibly hot. You look so good I might just have to take you to an on-call room and have my way with you.”

Annabeth gasped, faking scandal.

Percy pulled away, and Annabeth really noticed just how big their height difference was. She was standing on the step below him, and the height difference that had already existed between them doubled in size. From here, she noticed, she had much less access to his lips, which she didn’t appreciate. She needed his mouth against hers now if he was going to keep looking at her like that — like he was ready to yank off her white lab coat right here, right now, in the middle of the stairwell, and litter his wife’s body in purple bruises to claim her as his.

“You’re horrible,” she laughed, resting her palm on his chest. She could feel the rapid pulse of his heart.

Percy was still going on about how he loved the new color of her scrubs, but Annabeth didn’t listen to a single thing because, really, he was one to talk. If he thinks she married him because she loved him and he was a flashy neurosurgeon, then he was quite misinformed.

The real reason she married him was because he looked sexy as hell in his own attending scrubs.

“I can’t help the fact that my incredible surgeon of a wife is actually a surgeon now,” he said, finally managing to plant a kiss on her lips. “I don’t have to tell people I’m married to a resident anymore.”

“That’s so mean.”

“It’s a good thing,” he promised. “I love you a lot, and I always have, but you have no idea how much better it is seeing you as an attending, bossing those interns around…Medusa.”

Annabeth groaned.

“Which is a lovely nickname, by the way.”

“Shut up!” Annabeth’s face flushed red. “I did not ask for them to call me that.”

“Of course not. You’re just terrifying, and your stormy grey eyes aren’t helping. When I first saw you at the hospital the night after we hooked up, I thought I might turn to stone too.”

“Fuck off.”

“But it means that everyone is too scared to approach you, which also means I have less competition!” he said brightly.

“If you keep talking like that, I’ll leave you,” she deadpanned.

Percy tsked. “As a neurosurgeon, I know how the nerves work quite well — especially how yours work. Do you really want to give that up for some attending on peds who’ll probably give you a pacifier after sex?”

Annabeth glared at him.

“Just saying.” Percy held his hands up in defeat, but the wide smile on his face made her think that knew exactly how much he had her wrapped around his finger.

“Did you pull me in here to insult me, or did you actually have any other plans?”

Percy tilted his head, and she felt the wave of head travel from head to toe. “I did, actually.”

“Enlighten me.”

And enlighten her he did.

Percy’s head wordlessly bent down while Annabeth’s tilted up, and she had to stand on her tip toes before he could finally press his lips against hers in a proper kiss.

Annabeth melted into it, relaxing into his embrace. He moved against her slowly, and it was a nice contrast to a few hours before when it had been tense and rushed. Now, she had time to enjoy his presence, appreciate the way he graced her lips with every single kiss.

She can’t remember the last time they had a moment to themselves like this. He hadn’t been home the night before, having gotten pulled into an emergency craniotomy that had lasted longer than expected, so she really needed this.

Annabeth grinned, letting her hands snake up to wrap around his neck, and she pressed her lips against his harder, slightly biting at the bottom one. The height difference was really appreciated in this moment as it let him hold her under him, and she had no choice but to succumb to his wishes. As much as she loved control in almost every aspect of her life, she didn’t mind so much when he took over.

Percy pulled away after a few minutes, and Annabeth felt as giddy as the day she first met him when he looked at her with so much love and adoration. He quickly kissed the top of her head before wrapping her in a hug and just swaying back and forth.

“I love you,” she whispered, breathing heavily. Her lips were tingling.

“Love you more,” he muttered against her head.

“Do you really think I’m a good attending?”

“I think you’re the best surgeon this hospital has ever seen,” he said, lifting his head to smile sweetly. “It may just be bias, though.”

“Hm.” Annabeth looked around for a moment, debating on whether or not she should leave. As much as she loved working in the same hospital as her husband, it could pose problems in situations like this where she just wanted to snuggle him instead of going to handle the code blue. On the other hand, maybe she could have the best of both worlds. “Are you busy right now?”

“I don’t believe I am,” he said, eyes burning against hers. “You have plans for us?”

“I have a surgery in twenty minutes. I’ll let you hold a retractor if you come help me.”

“Only a retractor? I don’t get to suction?”

“Sorry,” she said, entirely not sorry. “It’s either that, or we could just stay here and keep making out in the stairwell.”

“But twenty minutes is plenty of time,” he said, voice low. Annabeth felt a burning in the pit of her stomach as he was already bending forwards to trail his lips down the lining of her throat. “Why don’t we do both?”

“Both works,” she said, sounding breathy and clouded.

And as Percy finally, finally planted his lips back over hers, she wondered what had done it this time. It could’ve been the scrubs, or it could’ve been her new title as an attending, but either way, she couldn’t find it in her to care because he was so warm and gentle and sweet and perfect.

Somewhere in the back of her mind, she thinks stairwells are a magical place, but before she can contemplate this some more, she decides to push all else aside and just let him kiss her hard.

[mommymooze]

Hey Dorte, Why the Long Face?

There is a mysterious illness affecting the animals in the stables. Marianne is beside herself with worry.

No real animals were harmed in the writing of this story. 

 Marianne always has dark circles under her eyes, however when Claude notices that the circles are much darker than usual and she is missing class, there must be something seriously wrong. The house leader searches all over the monastery and finally finds her in the stables. The weather is cold and she is bundled up in Dorte’s stall.

“What’s wrong? Why is Dorte lying on the ground?” Claude immediately notices that her very best horse friend is not looking too well.

“I don’t know Claude. He has been like this for days. I’m so worried for him!” She bursts into tears giving the large animal a hug around its neck.

The brunette checks around the stables, a few of the other horses aren’t looking too much better. He knows a lot about wyverns, but horses are pretty foreign to him. He heads directly to Byleth’s room.

“Knock knock. You in there teach? We have a problem!” Claude announces as he hears the Professor give permission to enter.

Profesors Byleth and Manuela are in the stables, checking on all horses and Pegasus.

“We have used healing spells before on horses, especially when they are injured in battles, but this is something I am not comfortable with.” Manuela ponders, tapping a finger on her lips.

“I wonder if my dad can shed some light.” Byleth offers.

Marianne whimpers every time Dorte twitches uncomfortably. She refuses to leave his side, so her fellow deer help build a nest for her and bring her something to eat and drink.

Lorenz is attending Gallicas, named after his mother’s favorite roses. His steed is also showing signs of illness and stress, however has not been lying down, Gallicas is breathing heavily, pacing in his stall and touching his midsection with his head.

“I have sent word to my father, he is going to send a horse cleric to help us. I do hope they make it in time.” The noble laments.

“Agreed.” Is heard from the next stall over as Ferdinand is brushing Cinnamon reassuringly. “These are not creatures nor beasts. They are our best friends and have been at our side through thick and thin. Extremely intelligent animals. Nobody listens better than your horse.”

“The Pegasus don’t seem to be nearly as affected as the horses.” Ingrid chimes in as she checks on Astra.

  A few hours pass before Jeralt and Leonie arrive at the stables. He looks over the horses as Leonie watches intently.

“I got nothing.” The Bladebreaker admits. “They look like they have stomachaches but being this listless and such is something I haven’t seen before.” Jeralt scratches his beard looking puzzled.

No amount of sweet treats such as apples or sugarcubes interest the huge equines. More and more of them begin to lay down and breathe heavily.

 The next morning a hail from the gatekeeper alerts everyone’s attention to the front gate. A huge Pegasus with iridescent pearl hair and feathers lands just outside the stables. A tall redheaded woman with a large black satchel dismounts the beautiful winged creature as she goes and scratches her flying mount under it’s almost glowing chin.

“Fantastic work Sparkles. Perfect flying!” She says encouragingly as she pats the gorgeous animal on its long neck. “Stay here. There are some sick friends inside, k?”

The Pegasus nods, tapping the ground with it’s sparkling silver hoof, pulling its wings close to its body.

 “What have we here?” Ruby announces her presence to the group of humans, horses and Pegasus.

“Thank the goddess!” Lorenz runs up to bow before her. “You are a vision in these dark times! Please help us. Our best friends are taken with a mysterious illness. We would be heartbroken should anything worse befall them.” Tears are falling from the man’s cheeks, just thinking of what could happen to his beloved Gallicas should this illness go on much longer.

Beautiful, empathetic Marianne bursts into tears, patting Dorte’s neck and clutching on to his mane as if she would fight off death trying to take her beloved best friend.

Ruby begins barking orders to anyone that is around. She requires four large buckets of water, two of them hot, but not boiling, every piece of hay and fodder removed from the stables and dumped into the courtyards.

The horse cleric kneels next to Dorte first, opening his mouth, feeling his teeth and gums, checking his tongue. Dorte quietly obeys. She quietly whispers to him the entire time. She checks his eyes, his ears, feeling his neck as she reaches down towards his belly. She places her ear on his chest, his stomach and his gut. Palpating his abdomen, pushing rather hard in some places, Dorte gives off a groan of sorts and she apologizes. Dorte patiently cooperates with her.

“I need a chart with the names of each patient, when did they eat last, urinate, defecate, how long they have been laying or showing any kinds of symptoms.” Ruby orders and the academy’s horsegirls scatter to get the information down.

Ruby exits the stables and literally bumps into Byleth. “You need to get me bottles of oil. Vegetable oil, any oils not made from meat that are liquid. I need a couple bowls and two large cookpots.”  Byleth makes an about face and runs to the kitchens.

The redhead goes straight for the fodder. At first she kicks the pile left and right, spreading the feed thin on the ground. She gets on her hands and knees and picks at a few of the dried grasses and weeds, gathering some into a pocket. She returns to her satchel, taking out multiple bamboo pieces, a funnel, several potions, rectangular pieces wrapped in wax covered cloth, multiple cloth bags full of something and a long handled wooden spoon. Taking each item one at a time she opens her long coat and places them in a specific pocket until her hands are free again.

Stepping into the stables just inside the door is a table with the four buckets of water. “Worktable, great! Going to need towels eventually.” She takes the cloth from the rectangular pieces, placing the soap next to the two warm buckets of water.

“First of all, no cross contamination. The person with the animal stays with that animal. If I say move, get away from the animal. Do as I say. No hesitation.” Ruby orders.  “Wash up when you come in, wash up when you leave. Don’t touch anyone else’s animals>”

Byleth returns with several students following with several different large containers full of oil and other requested items.

Ruby pours some leaves from each of three different bags into the cook pots. She instructs Byleth to fill them to a specific height with water, then heat them to as hot as her hand can stand in the water, not the cook’s hands. Bring them back with something clean to scoop out the liquid with, like a large bowl.

 The horse cleric heads over to Dorte who is obviously the sickest patient. Pouring oil into a bowl she takes out two pieces of bamboo, twisting them together to make a large tube. She first casts a relaxing and numbing spell on the huge beast. Dorte’s movements slow down as he rests his head on the ground closing his eyes. She oils the tube from the outside, then with Marianne’s help, gets the tube through the nostril into the horse’s throat. Ruby’s hand is on his throat, moving slowly and carefully until she can feel the horse swallow as the tube is at the proper position and it is into the stomach. She pulls the funnel from her pocket, putting it into the tube and Marianne pours the oil into the tube as Ruby listens to the animal’s gut. Finally she removes the tube and they lay Dorte’s head down. She casts another spell in the area of his stomach, then brings Marianne over to massage his gut. The healer then goes to the other end of the animal, not to give an enema, but to have some oil at the exit to assist Dorte in passing what is in his stomach and intestines.  

Ruby pours the bucket of cold water to rinse her arms, then washes her hands with the soap and warm water from the first bucket, rinsing them then washing again with the second bucket, rinsing them off again. She dries her arms and heads to the next animal. The standing animals are easier as they are not nearly as overcome with the sickness. Once the second animal is treated, she tells the owner to take them outside the gates for a long walk. Hopefully before they return the horse will hopefully have shaken things loose and let go of some manure and to inform her once they have returned.

Ruby turns back to Dorte. He has not passed anything. She needs to roll him over on his other side. She carefully guides Dimitri and Raphael to assist her with gently moving the huge horse. Marianne immediately starts her massaging on the other side of Dorte’s gut as Ruby listens to his internal organs. She reassuringly pats Marianne on the shoulder and smiles at the bluenette.

The horses having been treated, it is time to check on the Pegasus.  The winged beasts are extremely calm around Ruby as she looks after them one by one. She constantly whispers to the animals as she works with each of them. Scrubbing herself clean between each beast.

Preparing the water troughs for all of the creatures in the stables, she adds the special tea cooked in the kitchens pots to each of the animals drinking water The leaves are left in the water, digesting them will help calm the stomachs of the huge beasts. All of the horses except Dorte have been walked and have done well moving things through their systems. They are in their stalls and have been taking drinks of the tea water.  

Ruby lifts Marianne from the ground where she asleep, laying upon her best friend. She places the cleric on a soft bed of straw in an empty stall and covers her with one of several blankets brought for her.  

The horse cleric then returns her concentration on Dorte. She listens to his heart, then his gut. Speaking softly and reassuringly to the handsome horse, she casts a spell on his stomach area. She puts his bridle on him and encourages him to stand. He appears to have weakened his legs lying on them for so long, still he struggles and with much effort and encouragement he stands. The effort itself has broken a dam within him and manure is pouring out his backside. She washes him off and places him in an empty stall. Grabbing a wheel barrow she mucks out the stall, taking the mess outside. She listens again to Dorte’s gut and things sound like they are moving well through the animal now. His heart rate has slowed and his breathing is not as distressed.

Professor Byleth wakes with the sunrise and is surprised to see Sparkles is standing outside her door. She reaches out to the pearl white animal, it allows her to stroke its long neck and mane as it leads her to the stables. There she finds Ruby and Marianne sleeping and all of the horses alive and doing much better. She clears the muck in the wheelbarrow and all of the empty buckets and pots. Finally Ruby awakens after enough noise and immediately goes to check on all of the animals.

“Dorte is looking much better today. The other horses and Pegasus can go out and should be taken for exercise for at least an hour each. Dorte is still too weak for that much, but should be walked and given lots of water. I don’t want him eating much today and I have to educate everyone regarding some disturbing items in the food. I would like to gather anyone that cares for the animals here after breakfast.”

“Absolutely. Thank you so much for all of your help. I don’t know what we would have done without you.” Byleth says thankfully.

Marianne suddenly awakens, realizing she is not with Dorte. She runs over to him and hugs him around his neck, crying happy tears. “Dorte! You made it. You are so strong, so beautiful!”

Ruby pulls aside each animal caregiver, providing instructions for care and feeding until the animal is back at 100%.

 Every person in the monastery that has anything to do with the horses are called before Ruby. She shows them and passes around the items that were mixed in with the horses food.

She holds up a dried stem that looks like clover. “This is Alsike clover. The leaves and size of plant look very much like what we call red clover, which is sort of a reddish purple flower. White clover has white flowers and is much shorter growing. Red and White clover is fine for horses to eat with other food. The clover have a V like mark in their leaves of a lighter color. The Alsike clover has a pointed leaf like the red clover, the flower is more pink. But there is no lighter V on the leaf. Even when dry you can see the V on the leaf of the other two clover. There is enough of the Alsike clover in your feed to kill all of your animals. The Pegasus were affected to a lesser extent because they eat more grains.This feed is fine for cows, and sheep but horse feed cannot have this kind of clover. Whoever procures your animal feed must be aware of this. If you allow your horses to graze nearby, watch what they are eating. Horses don’t exactly know much difference about what is growing around them and will chomp on anything. Do not let them graze in buttercups, oleander and hemlock. The flowers should start blooming in the next month or so.

Clover is not the best feed for horses. Red clover tends to mold, it is the mold that will kill your friend. They can eat it as long as a lot of other grasses are in their food. My favorite grass is Timothy Hay.

Check your food storage frequently, turning over the looser fodder. Purification spells can be run by the clerics here to assist with keeping some molds in check.

Keep the stalls very clean. A concentration of most manure and it sitting for quite a while means maggots, flies and other nasty creatures to torment the horses, it also attracts mold.”

The students, knights, caretakers and Professors are all paying 100% attention to this lecture.

 “I must be getting back to my practice. Send a messenger should you need anything or have questions.” Ruby instructs Byleth.

The Professor nods. “Thank you so much. We sincerely appreciate your fast arrival. We could have lost so many animals to our mistakes.”

Ruby agrees. “Please make sure this is taken seriously, reinspect what the students have done. I hate to see animals come to harm.”

Byleth hands the horse cleric payment for the services. She takes the money and puts it in another one of her pockets.

“Follow me.” The redhead instructs. She leads Byleth to a barrel that is off to the side. In the bottom of the barrel is a pile of her Pegasus droppings. “Pegasus blessings your gardener would call them. Fill the barrel full of water when you have it by your greenhouse. Then let it sit for at least 2 hours. Stir it for a minute, then water your plants. Wait 5 days, fill the barrel 2/3 full. Water plants then 1/3 full. Sprinkle what remains in the barrel on the plants after 5 more days.”

Byleth smiles at this and thanks the redhead profusely.

Ruby calls Sparkles to her side. She checks her bags and makes everything secure. Suddenly Marianne bursts from the door of the stables and grabs the cleric into a huge hug.

“Dorte and I thank you from the bottom of our hearts.” Marianne gasps as she squeezes the redhead.

“Dorte is a beautiful friend. Feed them good hay, carrots and pumpkins. For treats apples, pears, grapes and the occasional oatmeal raisin cookie. With you taking care of them, I am sure they will enjoy a long beautiful life.” The cleric gives the blunette a hearty squeeze back.

With that the horsecleric mounts her sparkling steed and heads off into the sky, the wings seem to shimmer with all of the colors of the rainbow as Byleth watches her fly off into the distance.

 Bonus??? Bad horse jokes:

Why can’t horses dance? They have two left feet.

What’s the hardest thing about learning to ride a horse? The ground!

What did the horse say when it fell? I’ve fallen and I can’t giddyup!

What does it mean if you find a horseshoe? Some poor horse is walking around in his socks.

[silveryfairy]

hey man if it's not too much trouble, could you give us a brief rundown of the Nocturnes? It's just, every morning I wake up and there's a new one, and I Care everyone in this establishment a lot though I don't really know them, thank you kindly have a nice day

let my preface this by saying: aayushi, i love you, and your enthusiasm and interest for the things i create never ceases to bring me joy. you are the kind of friend i think everyone should have and i say that completely genuinely outside of this bit.

i say that as an apology in advance for what i’m about to unleash upon you, because what you’re going to see is the product of my friend @himepapillon and i’s absolute BRAINROT and what comes of it when not only two people make an oc universe from scratch but what happens when we then have to explain that universe to other people

you are in no way required to retain this information as to be completely honest me and jeremie haven’t fully either and we’re the ones who MADE this shitshow. below is the shoddy family tree i lovingly crafted in ms paint

let us begin. 

for starters, i’ll specify some things:

1. not every oc on this chart is mine, as it’s a collaboration between me and jeremie - the koenig family and bishop family belong to faer but the rest is all me baby! for the sake of your soul i will only be going into my half of this Mess

2. the universe this takes place in is a pretty wacky and silly one, just, like, Slightly removed from reality. these characters are all completely batshit insane and do things that no human being probably should. it’s all portrayed critically, as the general concept of this whole thing is “the goings-on of a bunch of unhinged corrupt rich people”. we kind of flip flop on how seriously stuff is played but if i had to slap a genre on this it’d be, like, black comedy drama. i know a lot of these concepts sound kinda fucked to write but that’s just because i’m trying to describe them in a SOMEWHAT concise way without going into Super Introspective mode

the nocturnes are an incredibly influential and rich family in the uk that tends to produce very influential and rich people. they’re also all a little bit insane. the main characters of this Saga are the sons of desmond and xanthes, the family’s resident Power Couple and biggest figureheads. they suck ass but that will become apparent the second i talk about their children.

from oldest to youngest, the nocturne boys are:

ichor nocturne, 25 - the eldest, ichor was disowned from the household when he was 18 for unruly behavior, sent to live alone on a farm so he couldn’t tarnish his family’s image any further. since then, you’d think the isolation has driven him a bit mad - he’s a very prolific cotton farmer and has been doing astonishingly well for himself, running his farm on his own with only his parents’ inheritance as help. ...that, and, of course, the blood of the people he executes to keep his crops growing - or so he believes. he moonlights as an executioner in the small town over, exterminating the ‘pests’ of the city. despite his newfound violence, he still routinely checks in on his siblings, finding ways to mysteriously end up at their door to pay visits. the older brother instinct still hasn’t left

icarus nocturne, 23 - the second eldest (only by technicality, as he is a twin), icarus is the family’s golden child! but not in terms of business or anything, oh no - icarus is a famous heartthrob teen (sorta) musician! he’s been in the limelight since he was a little boy, being an actor as a small child and getting into music as he grew. his general Look(tm), accompanied by infectiously happy rave music, is a trademark cutesy mask over his face with oversized clothing - meant to express as much energy as possible as he bounces about the stage. in reality, he lives a life as forced and controlled as possible by virtue of... living the fucked up life of a child star. but his parents have someone to take the fall - so, what of his twin?

achilles nocturne, 23 - icarus’ younger twin, which wouldn’t mean much... in any family but this one. achilles has had it drilled into his head since the beginning that he was a mistake next to icarus, to the point where legally, he does not exist. following icarus beginning his career, achilles was unpersoned completely - living in the family’s basement with the height of his education being for a very specific purpose... needing to be icarus’ body double on tours and for paparazzi - after all, they can’t have icarus’ purity tainted by all those clamboring fans! it’s a godawful situation. on the bright side, though, achilles has found a hobby where he can be himself: twitch streaming! yes really. under the name of 1upanonymous, hidden under a mask just like his brother, achilles at least has a fanbase that can love him for who he is! ...uh, kind of.

tomasine “tommy” nocturne, 16 - the youngest of the bunch, and it says a lot about his siblings’ capabilities that he’s the technical heir to the nocturnes’ various businesses and fortune. tommy is just a feral 16 year old that doesn’t give two shits about any fame or fortune, he just wants to party and drink and have fun like any other kid his age! he’s rebellious, loud, and charmingly annoying (to his brothers anyway), and has no real care for the gravity of his family’s situations beyond finding it annoying that they want him to be all PRIM and PROPER and BUSINESSY EEWWWWW. he’s just a funny loud little child trying to live his best life. loves his brothers fiercely

already a mess of people. and really, all you need to know about or really keep in mind are those four: the upcoming characters are largely just side ones we came up with because we thought it’d be funny to flesh out this fucked up family more. so let’s get into the anatra branch of the family - headed by jael nocturne, xanthes’ brother and the siblings’ uncle

jael anatra-nocturne, who i am not giving an age for my own sanity trying to decipher this fucking timeline - a crude and playful uncle, jael is someone the nocturne boys either love (icarus, tommy) or hate (achilles, ichor). constantly joking, as he expresses affection with loving insults - kind of a money-driven asshole, but a lovable one - he’s a career politician and met his current husband, joaquin, on the job. or, well... no longer current, because jael’s funny life of debauchery, toxic masculinity, and making fun of his nephews, came to an abrupt end when he was assassinated on live television. yipes!

joaquin anatra-nocturne, who also does not get an age - jael’s former secretary and current widow, joaquin is the local wine uncle. im not sure if that’s a classification but it is now, because he is one. an unapologetic gold-digger, he (publicly) took jael’s death frighteningly well, and is now living his best life with a revolving door of new boyfriends. his relationship with jael was a genuine and very loving one, and joaquin IS devastated by his death, but both of them just found the bit of pretending to be this loveless gold digger/politician couple very funny, and being as suspicious as possible around his husband’s death is exactly what jael would have wanted joaquin to do

taddeo anatra-nocturne, 14 - the youngest child of these two, a shy little boy with big Child In A Horror Movie energies. makes potions in the backyard and probably decorates his clothes with animal bones n stuff when he’s older. despite this he’s pretty harmless, nice and fiercely loyal - tommy especially thinks he’s fun and likes to hang out with him at family gatherings - just so long as you look past the creepy dolls he likes to talk to and fires he likes to set. especially close with jael and wants to be a miniature version of him, buuut still being a shy tween taddeo hasn’t been able to act on that much.

dailon anatra-nocturne, 20 - the adopted second child of jael and joaquin, dailon is a moody and unstable delinquent that was snatched up by them just as he was about to age out of foster care. while he has a chill ‘cool-older-even-though-he’s-younger-cousin’ demeanor, the tension when he’s around his parents - jael specifically - can be cut with a knife. dailon hates his dad: ‘someone who expresses affection with insults and jokes and likes seeing people pissed at him’ and ‘someone who’s volatile, short-tempered, and sullen after living in a foster home most his life’ are just as bad of a combination as you’d expect. dailon gets himself into a lot of trouble, and is an overall very self-centered prick, but we’ll get more on that in a bit.

HELL FAMILY...2!!! that’s the last of the families to cover, buuuut there are still some other names on that list - mostly connected to dailon. this is REAL “just going on in the background” shit that you also do not need to know whatsoever (except for mitzi she’s pretty important she’s just down here for organization purposes) - i just like to play god and make characters get into drama.

[tw: cheating, unhealthy relationships, stalking]

mitzi “moon” altberg, 23 - achilles must feel very far away by now, but we’re back to him for a second! mitzi is his ex-girlfriend he met online, a fan-to-employee-to-lover and one of the maybe two people outside of the family achilles has shown his real face to. however, achilles growing up deeply unstable - between his parents’ abuse, having spotlights on him and adoring fans both as icarus’ body double and as a streamer, and in general not really growing up to be any kind of well developed human being - made this relationship a complete disaster. he grew obsessive and controlling - and when she tried to ignore him, he broke his one rule (to never go outside without permission) to find the hotel she was staying at in real life and show up to confront her. the incident was completely covered up, both by the nocturnes and with their connections, and so mitzi was forced to stay silent. this entire thing is based on this song! as time heals wounds, though, mitzi will end up doing pretty well for herself and putting achilles behind her - even getting a new boyfriend, jared!

reynard fiala, 20 - dailon’s (ex-)boyfriend, who he’s enraveled in his own weird soap opera subplot with. reynard is a relatively chill person, with an interest in art and taxidermy - just as morbid as dailon’s brother, but in a more. Normal way. genuinely a sweetheart who does not deserve what happens to them: getting cheated on with dailon’s best friend. yipes^2! while it's earth shattering in the moment, all reynard will really want to do come some time to process is to move on and for him and dailon both to heal in peace... far away from eachother (which is easier said than done since taddeo thinks reynard is super cool and loves having him over, the awkwardness between them and his brother be damned)

jared summers, 21 - the most normal person here. a longterm best friend of dailon’s, and yes, the very same one i just mentioned. he’s not the sharpest knife in the drawer - what we in the industry would call a himbo if his dumbassery didn’t cause very real damage - who had been pining for dailon for years and him dating was no deterrent, and dailon, thinking the world revolves around him as he tends to do, accepted jared’s confession so they just kinda started dating on the side. jared has the moral backbone of a pool noodle, and even after it causes dailon’s relationship with reynard to fall apart, will need a wholeass intervention to be staged to make them both realize just how shitty they’re being. after that, though, jared will end that mess and be on his way to becoming a better person himself - with the help of a sweet girl he’s met online.

jared and mitzi dating in the future is the most contrived thing on the planet but just hear me out that it’ll be HILARIOUS for achilles to check in on his ex-girlfriend and find she’s dating his cousin’s best friend, who said cousin was apparently dating on the side. very small world, it is. 

anyway, thank you if you’ve somehow stuck around to read this entire thing - this isn’t even getting into jeremie’s half of this whole ordeal, which includes some of these fellas’ friends and partners, as well as more crazy rich people nonsense. it’s been very fun to think about and i do love it all dearly, even if putting it all together it’s SUCH a mess.

we don’t intend to make anything Legit out of this, it’s honestly just a fun way to pass the time. it’s the adult equivalent of playing dollhouse. in our minds this is like a 20 season soap opera but actually explaining it to other people it’s just like this

but thank you again for letting me babble i hope it was somewhat entertaining! and again, godspeed if you managed to read this much XD

[ameliyaahn3]

Sorry for the formatting, I’m on mobile.

🖇 Hi, can I please request male matchups for One Punch Man and My Hero Academia? Thank you!

I’m a grey/demisexual, panromantic girl. I’m over 18, I’ m an ENFP though I feel like I’m 50/50 extroverted and introverted. I’m 5’5, full of snark and sass. I like to wear clothes ai can move in, though my usual wear is sneakers, jeans, a tank top and a jacket if it’s cold. I’m assertive and until people get to know me, I can come off as aggressive and angry/grumpy. I’m extremely opinionated and get outspoken about my beliefs. I’m very smart but I will need a while to process new information and see how that new information interacts and intersects with what I already know. I have a strong sense of right and wrong, and not afraid of conflict. Am ready to throw down at the drop of a hat and even though I’m on the smaller side I *will* kick someone’s ass. I have very few friends, but the ones I do have are especially close to me.

My major fear in life is that I won’t live up to my full potential. A word that I like, if it doesn’t have to be in English, is the Japanese word/name ‘mamoru’ which means to defend/to protect.

My favorite color is red, and I like silver and cool colors secondly. I love action and super hero movies, and I hate most romance movies/love triangles in shows. I love sci-fi too. I can be pretty insightful and observant despite what most people think, as I do come off as a loner or oblivious on occasion. I hate corruption, double standards and fake people. The most important quality I value in myself, and others is loyalty.

I’m an Aries sun with an Aquarius moon. I like savory foods and my favorite is steak. My favorite time of day is evening, and my love languages are physical touch and quality time. Fun facts are I’m very good at playing the Imposter in Among us, I’ve played piano, clarinet, and baritone and I’d like to learn a string instrument at some point. If there’s a I’ve been told by two separate people that my aura color is creamsicle/bright orange. My favorite bands are the emo-trinity, and one of my favorite songs is Trouble by Neon Jungle. My favorite anime of all time is Kill la Kill. Hope this enough info ❤️

A/n : Don't worry for formating i'm on mobile too ! AND I'M SORRY TO ANSWER YOUR ASK SO LATE LIKE YOU HAD TO WAIT A MONTH ?!

One punch man >>>

I match you with...

Speed o Sound Sonic

Less than five min to match you two lol.

Like I think you're pretty much his type in a matter of style or personality.

The first time you met it was chaos, like you two probably argued about something as you are very opiniated. But at least you didn't scared each other by being agressive like it would usually with more sensitive people.

Sonic is pretty impulsive when it comes to takes decision but that doesn't mean he's not smart, I think he's pretty decent in his reflexion when he's not attending to kill Saitame at all it cost... When comes new information he process to treat them faster, what makes him pretty resourceful and so your two methods complete each others and gives you a little bit of intellectual challenge when they're confronted.

Likes that you aren't a people pleaser that goes to befriend everyone and capable to kick his ass when he's being an idiot.

You're not even that small beside him, like the height difference is 9cm. Sonic feel tall but not enough to mess with you about it.

"Mamoru" is a word that he would like too and don't worry about live your life to your fullest with him cause he would never let that happen ! If you want something he would push you for it !

Actions movies are is favorite so far since he integrated a "normal" japanese society, doesn't like romance ones too but sci-fi doesn't takes that much his interest, I likely see him sleep during them.

The tsundere he is founded recomfort in your oblivious facade but once he knew about your hiden obsvervative nature it became his worst nightmare : When he would believe that he can let his guard down and that you won't see if he let somes evidence about if he's doing something subtly romantic or that he admit again slightly have feelings for you, you would caught him out off guard and point out with a lot of sass how he is such a tsundere.

Sonic is very loyal, but you will have to proove him first that you are to him.

He doesn't have an official birthday but I'm pretty sure his chart is strongly influenced by either Aries or Sagittarius. He got strong vibes in my opinion.

Your touch makes him flustered but I do think he's into physical touch as a love language and act of services even if he whines and act as a tsundere before doing something for you.

Sonic probably sucks at playing Among Us so he takes it even worse than he would notmally do that you're a good impo' and just rage whenever you are one.

Is in love with your aura brighter than his.

Also is secretely admirative of your musicals skills, likes when you play clarinet or piano except that he's not a fan or baritone.

Kill la Kill is definitely an anime that I could see him enjoy so you can rewatch with him without any problem.

Nothing is forced in your relationship so you two goes at the rythm that you want. No pressure.

A lot of laugh and fun, even if Sonic lives as a bandit, I can see two as partner in crime or you as the one that bring him kn the right path, your choice !

Try to doesn't involve you in his problem and makes some times for both of you.

Sonic never let you in his home as he changes often and literaly live in an abandonned area, a dirty place really that you don't deserve to live in and him neither but he don't care about himself.

So always it's at your place if you want to being at home with him.

He's researched so you two can't date often but you does watch the town together on the rooftop of higher buildings.

Others potential matchs :

Tatsumaki.

My hero Academia >>>

I match you with...

Dabi

Oh God. Here we have a pretty explosive combination.

Honestly, he won't like you and likes you at the same time the first time you will met.

He likes your style and doesn't mind the way you can come as agressive at first but does dislike how opiniated you can be, like it's a bit too much for him. It's a pros and your cons at the same time but the worst I think is if you impose your opinion to him, like girl... he would literaly eject you.

But as you're opiniated you're aren't afraid to speak for yourself and you're able to debate at least to defend your opinion. I definitely can't see him with someone that doesn't bother to think about the our society at least a little bit.

Dabi probably makes fun of how slow it can be for you taking decision and analyzing situatuon but does respect it as sometimes things can't always be resolved in the second and that usually your reflexions are pretty accurate and goes more further than his. He's not dumb but definitely a man of action.

I know you're against corruption im sorry but I likely see Dabi try to corrupt your beliefs of right and wrong in a playful way, he doesn't force you to anything but jokes about how you're idealistic and so innocent. This isn't the same type of corruption but yeah...

Besides that he's admirative of your strong sense of justice, unlike others heroes you're sincere about it.

And don't hesit to kick some ass, even his. You're not afraid to makes enemies or disagree and that does makes you an honest person in Dabi eyes.

Doesn't understand how you can be afraid to live your life to your fullest and would likely tell you to do what you want to do and don't care about others.

He's very protective of you so he doesn't like to meet you outside and like Sonic is loyal whenever you are. You need to gain his trust.

You're so much brighter than him it hurts, you're his dose of light in his darker world.

He would notice your secret obsvervative nature quicker than anybody else and wouldn't even be surprised if you notice a lot of things about him that he didn't know himself. Actually I even think that in your relationship you would think of him as the careless one when he is for real but a lot less with you.

I'm pretty sure that the fact that you're not someone into romance is something is glad about like... this isn't is thing at all and so it's isn't yours too you don't except him to be very romantic what he's totally not.

This man would understand his feelings toward you after a while like you two can wait more than 8 months like this if nothing confront him to realize his strong attachement to you.

So you know know how he is please let him breathe and do not takes initiative of physical affection in public if it's not a very slight one or that he's not in a playful mood.

Can always dream of a proper date.

Others potential matchs :

Himiko Toga, Kyoka Jirou.

[ddaenghoney]

chapter twenty; finale.

masterlist link in blog description.

As a successful songwriter, you want nothing more than the acknowledgment that the chart-topping musical pieces are your own creations. But contracts, relationships, and the difficulty of facing the stakes involved head on, keep your mouth shut until pressure builds too much.

Pairing(s): Park Jimin x Y/N, Min Yoongi x Y/N

disclaimer: any characters depicted do not represent the actual personality of the respected idol in real life.

Series warning(s)/genre(s): Chapter-based written fic, Slow-burn relationship(s), Fake-dating, Unrequited love, Songwriter/producer!oc, idol!Jimin, idol/songwriter/producer!Yoongi, friends with benefits, drama, romance, smut, angst, fluff (updated as needed)

Chapter warning(s): none.

Word count: 5558

if you enjoy please, please let me know!

“SoundWave Disclosed” trends within an hour the article releases. Briefly mentioning Jimin cracking the company’s glass by his brash statement in front of the most popular summer festival, the reporter you spoke with made sure to leave no detail forgotten. Like a proper interview, the article is not focused on literary conjecture, but instead the words you said verbatim. Unaltered, remorseless, and eloquently you state the bigger picture of the truth.

“When I think back on it all now, I’m angry at myself. I’m angry that I didn’t give my efforts the value they deserved by giving away my name. I shouldn’t have ever allowed myself to lie, but when I wanted to tell the truth, so many other careers were held over my head to keep me quiet. Either way I went wouldn’t be painless, but at least now people can decide for themselves what they think of me with the facts out in the open.”

You look at the public’s commentary with this reveal. Wanting to face the results head on, regardless of positivity, you scroll through various feeds, peruse videos, let the words find you in the height of spreading smoke. Wandering through the volume of opinions blindly, you believe it easier to find your way about when this article is unabashedly your perspective.

The frustration and petty verbiage thrown in your way clogs your ears, but the ground you step along is smooth like each step will undoubtedly be solid beneath your feet. It’s the apologies of YouTube idol news accounts that speculated on your intentions with Yoongi, the comments giving SoundWave’s manipulative dealings proper attention, and the familiar voices ahead of you calling for you to keep walking that let you feel confident in your strides.

You wear a cap and keep the large plaid shirt lent to you close to your skin while you sit with dangling legs. A bright pink type of flavored lemonade is half full in front of your loosely crossed arms. Namjoon’s voice speaks incoherently in the background behind you as the streaming site playlists blurs the ambiance of his cafe into a state of lulling energy.

“To be honest with you,” Seokjin’s finger scrolls the web page depicted on his phone that’s flat atop the bar. “I wish you took a picture for the article. I would’ve gotten you some kind of designer jacket or something so you could really tell everyone ‘fuck you’-- I’m the best of your friends in that regard, you know?”

“I already have people following my social media because of that article, I’m sure they can just see some pictures of me on my Instagram.”

“Admit I’m the best of your friends-”

“I think the one whose dorm room she crashed in for two years straight in college deserves that title, Jin.” Namjoon grasps his glass of water when he returns to you two. You huff as Seokjin nods his head admittedly in silent agreement. A sudden scowl escapes Namjoon’s lips when his neck arches to get an upside down perspective of the words Seokjin reads on his phone. “Don’t encourage her to look at comments. Lots of idiots out there.”

“A lot of people think I wasn’t the worst of the whole situation though.” You smile at Namjoon, and take a quick sip of your drink when he narrows his eyes at you with an unsatisfied gleam in them. You swallow the beverage and glance to Seokjin who swivels in his seat to look towards the front windows. A tiny nod brings you back to Namjoon and you meekly speak, “But I shouldn’t have been staring at them all for hours yesterday. You’re right.”

“You called me saying you made the worst decision of your life-”

“In her defense, she was four glasses deep in wine when she called you to say that.”

You point a finger to Seokjin’s sentence and nod. “In my defense.”

“All I’m saying,” Namjoon lightly chuckles as he leans against the counter behind him. “Worry less about them. It’s going to be crazy for at least a couple of weeks, so try not to look up all the commentary like you’ve been doing.”

“Yeah, go on dates with your boyfriend instead. Can’t he rent you a boat to cruise around the river on or something?”

“I could rent a boat.” You roll your eyes, shrugging. “Actually, that’s not a bad idea. He’s been pretty stressed between my problems and figuring out all the aspects of starting up the company with Hoseok.” You rest your jaw on your hand, staring absently at your drink with pursed lips as you consider the option of a relaxing evening spent on the river.

“Just take a fishing rod with you for him. He sucks at fishing, but he likes it a lot.” Seokjin says, glancing back at a small group of young adults that chatter amongst themselves as they go to a table. After a moment of assessment he faces back towards you and Namjoon who look at him with narrowed eyes. “I was just making sure they weren’t stalking-”

“How did you become friends with Yoongi in the first place?” You blurt out in bewilderment, while Namjoon nods in agreement with your question. “You were friends with him before I even knew him, but never mentioned how.”

“He happened to be on the same fishing boat with me like a year ago.” Seokjin shrugs, reaching for his fork to continue munching on the half finished slice of cheesecake. “I may have knocked his expensive sunglasses into the ocean.”

Namjoon bursts into laughter as you raise an eyebrow. Seokjin ignores you both to stuff a large bite into his mouth.

“And you somehow befriended him instead of making him hate you like I probably would’ve if that’s how we met?” You ask with a tilt of your head, and Seokjin takes no time to properly swallow his food before speaking to you again with one cheek stuffed,

“Clearly, I have a way with people, Y/N.” You smile and shake your head, accepting the answer as you go back to sipping your drink. While Namjoon presses for more details, you click onto the internet typing in a search for evening rental cruises. Staring at the various options available and filtering them to a short notice, you can’t help smiling softly as the idea of an exuberant date goes through your mind. Such a public endeavor as well, though there would be ample space between the two of you and spectators, you won’t have to worry about any of them seeing the two of you. The simplicity of it feels relaxing on its own.

A startling familiarity enters your ears. Like ballads sung before the ambiance is similar, but lyrics new as you recognize the voice playing from the cafe’s speakers as Jimin. You look up from your phone, looking nowhere in particular, but focus on the words-- the song he wrote on his own from you with a hopeful intent of somehow putting it onto radios somehow. You bite your lip as the bittersweet melody crosses your senses and the gentle request he sings, “I want you to be your light,” brings a tightened and tiny curl to your lips.

“I could change it.” Namjoon speaks up and takes you out of the moment. You shake your head, refraining from any laughter at their worried expressions as they gauge your reaction to the song.

“No, it’s a nice song.” You say softly, meaning your words.

Jimin’s career is entirely up in the air at this point. With the release of this very song as a rebellious act towards SoundWave and him admitting that he hadn’t written any of his other songs, he finished the festival to receive a surprisingly loud applause from the crowds, you heard. Nonetheless, the internet itself isn’t as optimistic as the evening was for Jimin. You’re hopeful despite it all, but you can’t over estimate the ability of SoundWave and Jimin’s simultaneous scandals to beat every odds against them.

Though you avoid dwelling on the worry, knowing ultimately that you’ll find out through the media, and can simply hope.

---

You sit criss crossed on your desk chair, perusing a boat rental agency leisurely and without much interest for what’s before your eyes. Your mind is further away, pondering words in your head in a medley of arrangements. Hoping some combination will strike you into an inspired mood, you simply scroll onwards on the page of various yacht sizes and at this point the action becomes more robotic than conscious.

Your head perks downs the direction of your front door beyond the wall where you sit in your studio. As you glance to the clock at the bottom of your screen, you refrain from gasping at the ten o’clock reading, having not realized how much time went away from you in the monotony of the day after leaving Namjoon’s cafe.

“Angel?” Yoongi’s voice calls out as you hop off from your chair to greet him.

“I’m in my studio!” You say out in return while shimmying your second foot into the pair of slippers and heading for the doorway. You open it fully from its ajar state and exit, but immediately scuff the floor as you halt to a stop so as not to bump into Yoongi. “Oh-”

“Careful-” Yoongi says, reaching for your arm so you don’t hit it against the framing, then chuckles softly. “Guess I interrupted something?”

“Not really,” You say sheepishly and sigh softly. “I just didn’t realize it was already this late.” You admit as you collect his hand within yours to lead him back into the studio space. “I was going to try and mess around with lyrics, but couldn’t think of anything, so I was trying to do something else while I mulled it over, but Joon keeps getting on me about looking at social media too much--” You shrug, turning to him to mumble admittedly, “Which he’s right about, I guess.”

“Guess,” Yoongi repeats with an amused smile as you ignore the teasing tone to sway your hands between you. He hums, glancing beyond your shoulder to the large monitor displayed on your desk. “Thinking about becoming a boat captain?”

“Oh!” You quickly turn from him to click an exit on the internet window, “What boat?”

Yoongi laughs, sliding into your desk chair as you click around to open up a clothing website instead. “I was looking for clothes, actually. An ad must’ve come up for yachts-” You sentence cuts off from a tiny squeal escaping your mouth as Yoongi pulls you back to sit atop his lap.

“That’s a pretty luxurious ad, babe.” When you whine in disagreement, Yoongi simply smiles a small kiss against your cheek. “Okay then. Ad then. I’ll pretend to believe you.”

“Pretend to be surprised if you ever end up on one for an evening too, please.”

“Okay.” Yoongi hugs you while you giggle from the ticklish ministrations he dances along your jaw. “Hey, guess what.”

“You’re going to let me keep this flannel?” You voice murmurs before placing a sweet, chaste kiss to Yoongi’s lips before he has time to react to the silly request. When you pull away, he glances down to the attire of yellow plaid worn on your figure and his head tilts contemplatively.

“Because it looks nice on you, I’ll let you keep it for now.” Your pouting lips used to plead do nothing to stop Yoongi’s warm smile as he kisses you again and says quietly. “Hoseok and I decided on a building.”

“Really?” The tone of your voice rises as your eyes widen with a happy surprise. Yoongi nods with an utterly bright smile adorning his face, accepting the quick peck you place against his expression and continuing on with bubbly interest, “Where at? No-- actually, what’s the name going to be anyways?”

“The building’s actually only a couple of subway stations from Namjoon’s cafe, so I guess you can visit him more often than now.”

“He’ll get sick of me.” You say, shrugging off the tiny shake of Yoongi’s head so you can press on with the subject at hand. “I can’t believe you both found a place so quickly.”

“Well, maybe that’s the easier part. Figuring out everything else will take awhile still, but a couple of investors are interested, and I think I’ve found a person that can do a better job at leading everything overall than Hoseok and I can.”

“So you’re both not going to fight for the CEO title?” You ask, fiddling with the hair on the back of his head as Yoongi just scoffs gently at the teasing inquisition. He shakes his head while his hands situate on your sides to help shift you on his lap as you turn slightly to better see him.

“That’s not something I’m interested in, no. I just want to make music.”

You smile at Yoongi fondly, unintentionally causing a little flush to peek on the tips of his cheeks. Considering the option to be in joint-leadership over the entirety of their company is so obviously available, you find it slightly jarring that Yoongi doesn’t feel any need to reach out for the position. Though you think his answer best suits him, especially when you remember that the manipulation of his image is what stopped him from being the musician that he had wanted to be for so long now.

Squeezing your waist with his hands, Yoongi kisses you softly. A hand of yours falls to his shoulder while the other remains interweaved in his hair to hold him close as the kiss lingers. Breaking away after a minute, Yoongi’s head tilts, appearing curious as he gently inquires, “What are you thinking, baby?”

“I’m just really happy for you.” Your voice trickles simply, though the sincerity causes Yoongi’s lips to tighten into a bashful smile while he just nods and lets his eyes glance downwards from the radiating endearment in your eyes. You take note of more pink decorating his skin, and just hug onto him tightly, mumbling sweetly against Yoongi’s cheek. “You’re so cute. I can’t wait to see whatever you produce next.”

“You should help me with a couple of the songs, angel.” Yoongi murmurs while smiling at your actions, rubbing his hands along your sides as you squeeze onto him. “I really liked working together.”

“We’re a good team, I think.” Yoongi hears the twinge of a bashful hesitancy in your words, making him have for force back an endeared sigh and replace it with a nod as you start to continuously press tiny kisses against his face to further yourself from the embarrassment you feel for the mushy words.

“I think so too-- what is your face so red for?” He laughs outright, not allowing you to hide away your rosy expression by catching your jaw gently with a hand. “You’re flustered for no reason.”

“It just felt like such a cliche thing to say-” You barely manage to mumble the sentence before Yoongi’s cutting your lips off with his own against them. Humming in thought as he pulls away and ignores the small pat of your hand against his chest for teasing you, Yoongi speaks with a smile,

“But it’s the truth, so it’s okay. You can be a Hallmark card all you want, and I’ll still love you-”

“Don’t tease me.” You attempt to sound firm, but nonetheless smile at the soft admission at the end of his sentence. Yoongi bites back any further jokes that you’re sure he’d enjoy to say, instead of giving you the quiet moment to wade off some of the meadow on your skin. “Can’t believe you came here at ten in the evening, by the way. When you’ll just have to leave soon to go home-”

“Who said I was going to leave soon?”

“Who said you’re allowed to stay over?”

Yoongi chuckles, reclining so that his back rests properly against the chair as you try to maintain your defiant expression. It’s utterly useless considering how there’s a playful smile etched into your face, so Yoongi just shrugs. “Tell me to leave then, baby,”

Refraining from laughter you instead bite your bottom lip, and cross your arms while Yoongi’s head tilts to wait for your reply with a coy gleam in his irises. Instead of a verbal reply for the moment, you scoot off of his lap, beginning to walk past him as he spins casually on the chair for his eyes to follow your movements. “If you’re staying, then you’ll have to sleep on the couch since I don’t have a guest bedroom.”

“You’re so,” Yoongi exhales like bits of laughter, shaking his head as he gets off the chair to catch up to you before you’re able to dip around the corner. A small squeal leaves your lips as Yoongi’s arms wrap around your waist to pull you back against his chest. Immediately he lays a buttery trail along your cheek as you laugh at his reaction and place your hands over top of his wear they fiddle with the buttons of his shirt that you wear, “If I’m staying on the couch, then I want this back, sweetie.”

---

In early February a small celebratory party causes Seokjin’s club to close its doors to the public. Though Yoongi told him over and over that the gesture was unnecessary, his worries were ignored by Seokjin who stated that he wanted to help give a nice evening to his friends and recognize the accomplishment of the official opening of Sope Ent. that would occur at the end of the month.

The employee pool was nowhere near the size of SoundWave at its peak the years earlier, but everyone working for Yoongi and Hoseok’s company were hand-picked and a feeling of camaraderie flourished throughout the months beforehand of work to become organized. The building was mostly finished, but a handful of office spaces and studios were still in the process of being completed, leading to you and some others opting to work from home while all the preparation continued on.

Because of your home studio being the location where you did practically all of your work originally, you had little care for the fact that you’d find your way to the building later than the majority of employees. The excitement of working with the artists that signed so far was a far more important focus to you, and in some instances surprising like when you noticed Jinsol’s name appearing on a list of accepted trainees (though Namjoon was more surprised as it meant he would need to find a replacement for her part-time position at his cafe).

Ultimately, you’re enshrouded in anticipation for future months and beyond of working as a recognized songwriter and producer. Yoongi’s unoften worried mentions that he’s apologetic to the fact that you’re in some regards starting from the bottom up are easily squashed by your vibrant energy assuring him that you’re nothing but happy to be able to continue working with the career you had always wanted.

Beyond that, you’re proud of Yoongi and Hoseok’s ability to get everything together in a considerably short stretch of time. Though it meant Hoseok’s plan of releasing music was pushed back so that it could be released under their company’s name, the wait ended up being worth it as it allowed media to cause an interest in what would come.

The weeks immediately following the article you released caused a dramatic shift in SoundWave’s perception in the public. With your name getting dragged early on for participation despite the manipulation, so many people decided to stop supporting the company and artists by association that they went through understandably hard times. Every group and soloist offered apologies, but the currents changed only when Yerin publicly apologized and stepped down from her position as CEO, with the board of directors promising for change.

You realize she was simply a scapegoat because the board did have a larger hand in what went on throughout SoundWave, but you manage to find satisfaction in this method, because the majority of artists came out with their careers still intact. Though trust has to be regained, at least they were able to have the chance.

The name you’re still curious to hear about in the future is Jimin. It was late in the year, only days before Yerin resigned, that news of him leaving SoundWave circulated loudly in every social media site available. More than anything, fans expressed utter sadness, demanding an answer from SoundWave to understand why he left when the majority of the public sided with him after his public apology acted as the first crack in the company’s secret crumbling. Which is why everyone, including you, were nothing but confused to hear that his leave was completely at his own discretion with the company evening expressing that they attempted negotiation to keep him.

“It just felt weird for him to be there.” Jeongguk told you during a small friendly lunch between him, Hoseok, Yoongi, and you. “With all of the history that went on.” You recall him biting back further information on that statement for the sake of the present. “Anyways, I’m sure he’ll be back to music eventually.”

As you look on from the bar stool you sit on, you smile as Yoongi finishes a speech egged on by the crowd of happy employees enjoying the evening. Hoseok cuts in with a cheery tone and his glass raised high in the air, while Yoongi remains beside him for the moment and simply sends you a glance that tells you he’s at minimum shy of all the attention currently on him. All you can offer is two thumbs up to which you watch him bite back a sarcastic smirk.

“Your speech was good.” You assure him with a grin as Yoongi returns to you after the loud cheers mark the end of the melodramatic speeches and the restart of music. He shakes his head at your words and takes the seat beside you,

“Thanks. I don’t know if I believe you, but thank you, angel.” Yoongi says with the usual gentleness of his voice making you so much more fond in that moment, especially as you take in his hand finding yours without hesitation to entwine the fingers. “You really look beautiful.”

“You said that already.” You comment though your heart beat skyrockets from the genuine tone he speaks with. Softly, he smiles and nods his head, finally finding your eyes again,

“And I’m probably going to say it again at least ten more times tonight, sweetie.” Yoongi’s teeth peek with his grin as he fondly watches you avert your gaze to the two of your glasses left on the bartop when he went to go speak. “Look at me, please.”

Inhaling quietly from all of the emotions amplified in your chest from the evening’s joyful ambiance, you eventually cast a glance back to him with enough time to see the sweet light in his eyes before he kisses you softly. Where your hands hold together, your free hand encapsulates the top of his hand to gently squeeze as Yoongi lets the kiss linger on a few seconds longer than you’d expect from him with the surroundings somewhat crowded.

“I know it’s only been a few hours, but can I take you somewhere?” Yoongi asks against your lips, so quietly that you almost miss it with the music that plays all around you. Though it takes you only a couple of seconds to respond, your mind captures a considerable amount of wonder for where exactly he intends to lead you to. Still though, you simply peck his lips once more to earn a smile from him as you nod,

“Yeah, wherever you want.”

Despite what you expected, Hoseok simply only grinned and waved the two of you off when Yoongi mentioned you would both head out. Seokjin similarly smiled as you told him a thank you and goodnight as well, and considering those two of your friends are quite close with Yoongi, you don’t stop yourself from a playful question as he settles his coat around your shoulders upon exit of the nightclub.

“I’m guessing they already know about where you want to take me to?”

“Well, it’s no fun to give any kind of hints, angel, so you’re not getting them from me.” He says, letting you hug onto his arm while using the other to hail a cab. “It’s kind of different leaving Jin’s club this time around, isn’t it?”

“A good different.”

“Yeah,” Yoongi nods as he opens the door to the taxi, smiling down at you before letting you enter inside. “Really good different.”

Outside of Sope Entertainment, you can’t help lifting up your head to take in the view of the small tower that you’d be working in from now on. Yoongi exits the vehicle after giving a tip to the taxi who drives off once the door slams. You turn your attention to Yoongi as he takes hold of your hand once again to lead you inside the sparsely populated building.

A security guard allows the two of you in after the flash of identification cards, and by the time you reach the elevator you’ve begin rubbing Yoongi’s arms to fuel circulation and warmth. Your actions result in a fit of chuckles from his lips as the elevator doors open wide to allow the two of you inside.

“I’m not that cold, angel.” He assures, but does nothing to stop you from hugging onto him as the elevator shuts. Shimmying the two of you a step forward he manages to finally click a floor number as your body clings onto his to give warmth.

“Please, you hate cold weather.” You retort and place a kiss on the underside of his jaw. “Is this where you take me up to the roof and we look dramatically off at the city?”

“No, it’s way too cold for that.” Yoongi quickly admonishes the idea, causing you both to laugh at both the severe way he spoke, but also the implication that he is more cold than he lets on. “But maybe in the summer or at least the spring that would be a fun idea.” He says, watching the floor number climb as he rubs little trails on your back and your cheek settles against his chest. “C’mon, angel; this is the floor.”

You pull away from him to look at the number and know it to be the name one his and Hoseok’s studios are on. You exit out of the elevator with him quickly pressing a switch opposite of the elevator to turn the hallway lights on.

“Oh, is this about the song you’ve been telling me about lately?” You ask with a growing smile that’s excited from the idea. Yoongi huffs and pouts as he turns his head to look down at you,

“I said it’s no fun getting hints, angel.” His high-pitched rumble makes you laugh gently as you squeeze his hand. Coming closer to his studio, you hum and reconfigure a guess of what he wants to show you despite his protests, “Is it that you decorated your studio finally-”

“Hey,” Yoongi calls out as he stops a pace behind you to bring a halt to your stroll. Turning towards him, your eyebrows knit in confusion because his studio is a few more steps down. The confusion builds more as Yoongi just smiles before flicking his head to gesture to the room you both stopped in front of.

Turning to look in the direction, you see a door just the same as all the others and you’re about to question the significance of it before your eyes catch the polished metal plaque with your name engraved on it. In your stupor, you release hold of Yoongi’s hand to turn with widening eyes towards the door. Taking a step, you feel words escape your mind as you can only think about the obvious insinuation of the plaque, and turn your head back to Yoongi as though silently asking him to verify.

With a proud, soft smile he nods his head, stepping beside you to press a series of numbers into the lock on the door. “It took a little while longer than I expected to get it set up, especially without you realizing considering you walk down this hall so many times.” He chuckles only a little before pushing the door open to hold it ajar with his hand. Yoongi returns his gaze back to you as he happily admits, “But this studio’s yours, Y/N.”

After a moment to let his words sink in, you take another step to press your palm against the richly stained wood of the door and push it wider to enter inside. Following behind you, Yoongi presses the switch to turn on the lights that illuminate the rectangular space that you walk further into. A desk is already positioned on the far wall with monitors and equipment all arranged similarly to the way they are at your home studio. Shelves around the room are empty, and the couch against one side is free of pillows or throw blankets. The space is completely fresh to personal touch, but the door alerts anyone who reads it that the room is your own creative area as an acknowledged employee.

Turning back towards Yoongi who’s quiet yet clearly eager from his position beside the closed door, you walk to him and trust him to catch you as you practically jump into a hug that his arms catch you from tightly.

“Thank you so much.” You mumble against the fabric of his shirt, clenching wrinkles into the clothing on his back as well. Yoongi smiles as he rests his chin on your head, rubbing soothingly against your back as a tiny whimper leaves your lips.

“You’re welcome, angel, but this is really something you deserved all along.”

“But,” You pull your face from his chest to look up at Yoongi despite the tears welling in your eyes from gratitude. “Without you, I wouldn’t have gotten here the same way, and I wouldn’t have been able to do everything with someone like you to be beside me through it all. Yoon, you’ve really helped me do so much and everything was so crazy to get here, but I’m glad that it happened how it did, because I really love you. I can’t believe I got to meet you and fall in love with you.”

Cupping Yoongi’s face, you pull him down into a kiss as he moves his hands to better hold you against his chest. Following the kiss, Yoongi can’t help but lean his head against your shoulder, for a moment overcome by emotion due to your admission. You smile, rubbing his back as he squeeze you a bit tighter and exhales.

“You know, angel, if I hadn’t ever met you I’d still be practically a puppet to my old management team.” He kisses your cheek briefly before straightening up to properly look down at you. “I love you so much too. Whether you realize it or not, you really inspired me to finally fight back against them too, sweetie. I really am so proud of you and everything you’ve done.”

Yoongi kisses you gently once more, finding himself completely content as your arms wrap loosely around his neck to hold the two of you in place. When he thinks about it, receiving the recognition you deserved really was the only suitable outcome for everything that you’ve been through. Everything feels correct, even if realistically there are still trials to overcome where the company itself is concerned. At least there’s undeniable optimism in the future.

You hold his hand as you break apart to walk back around the studio space and explore the room. Coming up to the computer you go ahead and turn the power on just to see it and be shown that everything is as real as it seems to you. Yoongi stands behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist to rest his chin against your shoulder. The computer brightly flashes with a screensaver already saved to a picture the two of you took on an evening boat date months earlier. You laugh at the sight of it and turn towards Yoongi whose eyebrows furrowed in confusion,

“This is what I get for letting Hoseok plug everything in for me.” He mumbles as you press a sweet kiss to his cheek. “You should change the passcode from what it is so he can’t come in here whenever to spam your studio with pictures or other pranks.”

“If I change the passcode, maybe I’ll keep it a secret from you too.” You ponder aloud, earning an expected poke in your side to tickle you from Yoongi. As your body jerks from the ticklish feeling, he simply hugs you tighter, pressing a kiss against your cheek in retribution. You eventually sigh as you smile and relax back against his chest, admitting softly, “But honestly, if Hoseok’s going to print out cute pictures like this one, maybe I’ll just keep the code the way it is.”

“Angel, the code is 1111. Please don’t do that.”

if you enjoyed please, please let me know via ask, comment, rb with tags– however ! i’d just really appreciate feedback 🥺 i hope you enjoy the series, i worked really hard on it! And if you’ve read thank you so much! below are some fun facts and final words about the series!

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Fun facts:

Jinsol, Seulgi, and Jihyo the only non-bts named character that are supposed to be their real-life counterparts (from LOONA, Red Velvet, and Twice respectively)

To be honest??? I picked the name Yerin because it sounds so pretty to me

This series is as long as NOVEL! Deadass a fucking NOVELLLLL! like what??? I can’t believe I managed to write roughly 100k words wtf.

Seulgi was initially going to be considerably more important as an antagonist, but then it felt like it was going to be feeding too much into Hoseok’s character than help the actual story progress so I did away with her history with Yoongi (and Hoseok)

The spotify playlist for the series is actual set up into three different parts (four songs, an interlude, four songs, an interlude, four songs) and the purpose of this was to separate the songs into characters. The first four songs are about Jimin’s character growth, the second set of four songs are about Y/N’s, and the third four songs are about Yoongi’s. In some ways, if you looked at the lyrics for the song you may have been able to gauge a lot of the plot that way.

The name for the series, Veil, comes from the idea that something is covered by a cloth that is not completely opaque, but still blurs the perception of what is beneath it. 

I don’t remember exactly how I got the premise for this idea, but I knew that I wanted to make a Yoongi story. So that being said, this was always intended to be a Yoongi story, I wasn’t swayed in one way or another to pick the ending couple.

Although, my friend told me recently that after hearing about my plans for Jimin’s character in the last few chapters that she wanted him to end up with Y/N LOL; I think that’s mainly because, in this story’s universe, the song Jimin released at the festival was Promise, and in this story he wrote that song with the intention of supporting Y/N and also telling her that he wants her to be her own power source through all she’s gone through (I want you to be your light, baby, you should be your light)

Because I’m actually really fond of Jimin’s character, I was thinking about making a one-shot prequel about him and Y/N’s relationship long before Yoongi.

The Audi that Yoongi drives costs about $200,000. I needed to tell you that, just like I needed to give him that expensiveass car. Why? It’s h*t.

I couldn’t rationalize Yoongi or Hoseok becoming the CEO of the company they made together, because ultimately they still want to be performers lol. They’re more like founders, and have a lot of say in the board. 

Jeongguk, in this story, is a part of a band with Yugyeom, Mingyu, and Minghao. What a combination lol.

Taehyung is a lawyer for idols generally, but he starts to work more for Yoongi and Hoseok’s endeavors by the end.

In my mind, Jimin eventually went on to get signed at the same company Jeongguk and Seulgi work at. He would’ve been pretty successful there.

Also, I doubt that Y/N’s royalties with her songs at SoundWave would’ve been kept by the end of the series. Realistically, she would have to be credited, but she would no longer receive money for them, so she really did have to start over in a way.

Yoongi’s hair was always blonde until that scene where he went to dye it back to his natural hair color; this was a very freeing moment for his character.

In Y/N’s conversations with Yerin and Jimin, Yoongi was consistently just..,.,,,.,. chilling in the background..../., in the case of Jimin conversation he was making pancakes lmao. What a guy.

Again, if you’ve read this whole story thank you SOOOOOO MUCH! You’ve basically read an entire book in reading this fic, and that is unbelievable to me who never would’ve figured I’d have been able to make this entire thing! Thank you again so much for reading! See you in the next story! 🥰❤️

[wydmariana]

        hi my loves   !   ur  fav  big  mess  dani   here   ,  i  also  play  our  hailey  fc  alanna  heh   !   i’m  bringing  back  my  bbyg  mariana   !  she’s  my  original  wealthy  character  &  i’ve  had  her  for  like over  3   years   ,  i’m  super  excited  2  be  playing  her  again  &  i  hope  u  guys  rly  like  her   !!!  i’m  gonna  put  all  the   tea  on  her  under  the  cut  &  if  u  wanna  plot  like   this  &   i’ll  come  bug  u  , i  rly  always  need  connections  n  love  plotting  ♡  u  can  also  hmu  on  discord  !! @ 𝒎𝒈𝒌'𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒆 .#1958

new york’s very own mariana cavello was spotted on broadway street in christian louboutins . your resemblance to selena gomez is unreal . according to tmz , you just had your twenty fourth birthday bash . while living in nyc , you’ve been labeled as being stubborn , but also adroit . i guess being a gemini explains that . 3 things that would paint a better picture of you would be  lyrics  scribbled  in  a  notebook  ,  gold  jewelry  ,  &  blue  nail  polish  . ( i  defeaned  a  girl  in  a  fight  when  i  was  17 )  &  ( cisfemale & she/her  )  +  ( dani , 20 , she/her , est . )

╰ ˚･ﾟ  ♡   𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒔   :

full name: mariana marisol cavello

nickname(s): mari,

age: twenty four

date of birth: june 4th

hometown: new york city

current location: upper east side, new york city

ethnicity: half mexican

nationality: american

gender: cisfemale

pronouns: she/her

parents names: alexander hastings, liliana cavello

orientation: pansexual but she doesn’t like labels

religion: grew up catholic, undecided

political affiliation: democrat

occupation: singer/songwriter

living arrangements: lives in her own mansion in the upper east side

language(s) spoken: english, spanish

accent: american

face claim: selena gomez

hair colour: x (most basic/accurate/but it changes)

eye colour: brown

height: 5″5

weight: 113lbs

build: petite

tattoos: mostly selena’s canon, but x instead of the music note

piercings: x (both ears)

drugs/alcohol/sex: yes/yes/yes

pets: one cat, 5 years old, named sergio - x

astrological chart  : gemini sun  ,  libra moon  ,  scorpio rising

character  inspo  :  meredith  grey  (  grey’s  anatomy  )  ,  simone  davis  (  star  )  ,  alyssa  (  the  end  of  the  fucking  world  )  ,  carla  (  elite  )  ,   kat  stratford  (  10  things  i  hate  about  you  )  ,  serena  vanderwoodsen  (  gossip  girl  )  ,  jessica  davis  (  13 reasons  why  )

pinterest  board  :  here .

╰ ˚･ﾟ ♡  𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚  &  𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕   (   tw  :  abuse ,   violence  , injury ,   sexual  assault .  )  :

ok i changed her around quite a lil bit so i’m excited to rEdevelop !  :~)

mariana was born into a seemingly perfect family ,  her older brother &  her having been born heirs to alexander hastings , billionaire hotel & business entrepreneur , shark-tank cast member  ( think kevin o’leary vibes .. yeah . ) &  liliana cavello , legendary supermodel  ( think cindy crawford )

she was spoiled bc they were rich af , so like she never NEEDED for anything , except LoVe :)

mari was quick to blow her dad’s money but did he notice ? no

she still is kjdfnsjdf

mariana was a happy child, but growing up in a household with her father quickly became toxic

she started noticing it when she was around 10

his yelling , his anger against her mother , the hostility towards the entire household

the relationship between her parents always had been toxic but now that they had kids it was quick to spread through the whole household

as mariana grew older and started high school , there were times where she would sit in one of the offices of her father’s buildings and do homework while she waited for him to finish so they could go home

at the mere age of fifteen was the first time one of her father’s co-workers sexually assaulted her in an empty conference room after everyone else went home & she’d be waiting for her dad

this continued for a little under  2  years .

this is when her behaviour at school started to get out of hand, she’d start skipping class, get caught smoking pot, talking back to teachers, etc

it went on for months & mariana suspected that her father knew and wasn’t doing anything to stop it

when she turned 16  &  got  a  boyfriend  , it started affecting her even more . she was struggling w being intimate bc of these things that  were happening to her

which is when she eventually  confronted him about it , in tears , in the kitchen with her mother

it resulted in a screaming match

mariana’s behaviour completely went off the rails after that day & she went to school one day & got into a fight with this girl who was taunting her

they fought and mariana’s anger got the best of her &  she ended up beating the girl so bad that she became deaf in one ear

shoutout to degrassi for the idea Ok female sean cameron in the house

( i needed a secret for mari n i was watching this so i was like .. ok why not lol )

she turned 17 shortly after this argument and by some miracle ( aka money ) her dad was able to keep her out of juvie despite the charges that were brought against her

this is mariana’s secret!!!!!

anyway now , she doesn’t talk to her father really , at all . unless her mom ambushes them into the same room which sometimes happens jkfnsf

mariana moved out on her 18th birthday ,  still has a good relationship with her  mom and brother  &   extended family

when mariana turned 18 was also when she started her career !! she started out as an actor in a few different movies

she got her big break when she starred in a ‘riverdale or like , grey’s anatomy’ type of show a few years ago prob when she was about 19

and that went on for 2 or 3 seasons before she stopped it to pursue music bc !

writing and singing and performing have always been Mariana’s passions & emotional outlet

anyway , she dropped a single while on the show & it did well so she proceeded to drop an album which also blew up

she is now rly successful w her music career and loves it sm , like it’s literally her dream come true ok

it’s the one thing that makes her happy

so yah , if ppl knew she deafened a girl totally wouldn’t b all sunshine n rainbows :/ hehe .

╰ ˚･ﾟ ♡  𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚  (   tw  :  drugs  )  :

mariana is very lowkey crazy

like she knows how to hide it but girl , it’ll come out

she can definitely be a brat , she wasn’t raised with proper consequences & often thinks she can do whatever she wants , has a bit of an attitude about it

she hates being told what to do

and will voice her opinion

she is also the most loyal & loving person you know , but the thing is it’s very hidden deep down rn . she is completely walls up , doesn’t wanna let anyone get close to her bc she’s a PUSSY

and like , she hasn’t worked through her trauma & probably never will

the only opening up she does is when she’s writing music

daddy issues galore over here

but she’s a lowkey softie when she  waants 2 be

when she loves someone she loves fiercly !!

mariana . is a  . party . animal

it’s basically all she does

like every night , her stamina is insane bc she can go out every single night until 3 am if she really wants to .

and she’s fun too , if she’s going out she’s getting WASTED

she’s the type of drunk girl to make out w  all her friends

she loves cocaine, is most definitely an addict (   but who isn’t in this city  ), tequila is her alcohol of choice, but she’ll drink anything you give her & weed is her creative saving grace

we luv a bitch who doesn’t care abt her health !

u will most likely find her in sweatpants and a hoodie or a big tshirt

she will dress up to go out & luvs lookin cute for paparazzi & career stuff

um , she listens to a lot of rap and just lays in bed  w her cat smoking blunts

um n ya  .. sad bitch vibes :/

╰ ˚･ﾟ ♡  𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔  :

i have  a wanted connections page here    &   a   wanted  tag  here  !!! i need & want every connection so pls hmu ! like this  &  i’ll come to you .

[brownskinsugarplum76]

NSFW A-Z: Robert Plant

I saw this done first by @xx-kurt-cocaine--xx . I loved your responses! It looked like a lot of fun, and I absolutely knew I had to offer my 2 cents on my lion bae. ☺️ I figured it would also be a good exercise to get me thinking about different conversations/scenarios I could write for my Robert fics. I enjoyed doing this a lot. Great idea you had! 👌🏽❤️

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Aftercare(what they’re like after sex)

*I think it's going to depend on the kind of sex. I think he'd be tender and doting after a romantic romp, or something rough: snuggling, flirting, soft voice conversation. But I could see him being energized and dragging a partner off on some sort of fun adventure after a quickie, a big ball of energy, all laughs, totally invigorated and totally capable of getting his partner to go along with whatever's on his mind.

Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and their partners)

*Robert is clearly very proud of little Robert Anthony and his two lemony friends. And his chest. And his hair. And his legs, with those little red shorts. Everything that he likes to show off is what he likes best.

*On a partner, I think he's going to like whatever her best asset is. I don't think he's exclusively a leg man, breast man, etc. I think women are like beautiful snowflakes to him, and he judges each one on her own merits.

Cum (anything to do with cum…basically I’m a disgusting person)

*I think he's down if the woman's down. Wherever she's comfortable with him releasing on her.

*As far as a woman squirting, our boy loves him some custard pie, in all of its stages of consumption. 😈

Dirty secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

*I think Robert would enjoy being dominated by a woman. I don't think he'd be ashamed of it, but I think it would be something he'd keep between himself and the woman.

*I think younger Robert, say, before the 90s, would not say no to a romp with an older woman.

Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

*Robert was The Sex™ in the 70s. He has a PhD in sexology without ever cracking open a book. There's a reason why there's a lyric in one of his 90s songs says "your body's talking, I swear I've heard it all before."

Favorite Position (This goes without saying)

*I think he likes all the positions. I think he'd enjoy any positon that enables him to assert dominence, show strength, or sex someone deeply. But I think he also enjoys woman on top positions--I think he relishes being under the spell of a strong woman from time to time. I think it's going to depend on his mood which position(s) he chooses for play.

Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

*Goofy during sex? I think it's possible, if he was with someone that he cared about and was in a silly mood, but I think under normal circumstances he'd be intense or passionate or tender, or some combination of those things.

Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc)

*The older Robert gets, the better his hair on his head is maintained, and certainly his facial hair nowadays. He is not one for manscaping below the neck. We know that Robert's hair is some sort of reddish medium-brown, and the hair on his head has traveled to a lot of places on the color spectrum. The carpet and drapes are frequently out of sync color-wise.

Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

*I think Robert craves Intimacy, closeness, touch, PDAs, etc. I think he can get deeply intimate anytime, anywhere. He is generally not afraid to be vulnerable, and he is capable of achieving intimacy in many ways. I once called him an hourly serial monogamist, because I feel like he's able to make deep connections quickly, with anyone, and I think he can bring that level of passion and intensity to any physical dalliance if he wants to. I'm sure he's had anonymous, impersonal sex, but I think forging a connection--no matter how short-lived--is something he enjoys as much as the physical activity.

Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

*Robert has a virtually unlimited supply of partners, but I think there were times when he pleasured himself. Like, I could see a morning orgasm being like a cup of coffee for him if he happened to be by himself. And we know poor Bonzo was subjected to a pre-Zeppelin incident. 😬

Kink (One or more of their kinks)

*I think exhibitionism and voyeurism would be normal. I also think light dom/sub stuff--Robert giving or receiving.

Location (Favourite places to do the do)

*Uh, wherever the mood strikes. Really. 😈 But I do think he would enjoy being outdoors. I fantasize about him being nude on his property. 🥰🥰🥰 I also love the idea of pool sex or shower sex.

Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

*An emotionally/intellectually willing partner who strikes his fancy. I think he would enjoy someone with whom he can have some flirtatious mental sparring. I think he enjoys being physically seductive, but I think he would highly value someone who builds attraction and tension with words. From a physical standpoint, I think he's more attracted to women who don't try too hard, natural beauties, women with quiet confidence. We know he has a type, but I think he could be captivated by just about any woman, if the vibes are right.

NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

*Animals or anything that is excessively harmful. He's a lover, not a punisher. I think narrow-minded women would also be a turn-off. Definitely narrow-minded or prudish sexually, but also narrow-minded in non-sexual ways. I feel like he'd be less likely to engage someone whose worldview is limited/exclusive/negative.

Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

*Loves giving and receiving. A lot.

*Very good at giving; he adjusts his approach to whatever is turning on an individual woman. He's not going to stop until she's a complete, trembling, wet mess of nerves. And he might just keep going after that, to take her to new heights of pleasure, as much as to turn himself on by turning her on.

*When it comes to receiving, I think he would really enjoy losing himself in the woman's actions. I think he would immensely enjoy being deep throated, but I don't think he's going to expect every woman to be able to do it. I think he'd be most likely to let the woman lead the action, until he closes in on his climax. Then, he might be more likely to more forcefully hold her head in place or try to control her action.

Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

*I like to think he's slow and sensual and then builds up to fast and rough, although I think that would change with mood/context. I'm sure he'd go for just the fast and rough immediately after a concert. And just slow and sensual would be appealing when he returns home after a tour.

Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

*I think they'd be fairly common during a tour and less common at home. I think he'd place value on quickies for concert logistics and/or to "let off steam" immediately after a concert, or when curiosity about a new partner gets the best of him.

Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

*Certainly up to the risks of public sex. Up to the risk of physically changing positions. Up to sleeping with the partner of someone he knows? I don't think we can rule that out. 👀😒🤫 I don't think seducing a woman in the first place, putting himself out there, is any kind of risk that would stress him out. I do think he would be less likely to engage a risky person--a criminal or someone else who functions outside of positive society norms--he's not one for drama or bad vibes.

Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

*How many do you want? How many do you need? He's your man, unless he's super extra intoxicated or in an emotional funk.

Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

*I'm sure he's used toys, but I don't think it's a regular occurrence. I think he'd be most likely to use toys from time to time with someone with whom he has a serious relationship, to spice things up here and there.

Unfair (How much they like to tease)

*Robert is an evil, teasing bastard when he wants to be. Teasing with words, teasing with touch and kisses, with dat Plantaconda… Again, I think it strokes his ego but also stokes the enjoyment of his partner. It's not for the sake of asserting control or anything just what he thinks is best for everyone's pleasure.

Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

*LOUD unless he has laryngitis or something. 😂😂😂 Although I think older Robert wouldn't feel the need to be a loud to express his enjoyment. I think he would LOVE for his partner to be loud.

*As far as sounds, choose from the menu of the LZ discography. 😉😈😁

Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

*I like to think Robert at least made out with a guy at least once in the 70s. We know he kissed Peter Grant, Michael Des Barres, Phil Collins… Why not? A lot of men experimented then, and I think it's plausible that Robert did, too.

X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants)

*Don't need an X-Ray for that. You can see it from aerial shot photos. You can damn near see it from outer space. I can't see the big E on the eye chart well without glasses, but I know I could make out that Legendary Ample Manhood™ without difficulty if someone snatched my glasses. 🤷🏽‍♀️😉

Yearning (How high is their sex drive?

*Very high. Well above average. He's gonna want it. He's gonna get it. And he won't have to beg.

ZZZ (How quickly they fall asleep afterward)

*I think he'd trail off pretty quickly. I think he'd put a lot of energy into it and it would eventually wear him out after a few times. I think he probably was also just generally tired in the 70s, after the drugs and adrenaline of performing wore off.

What do you all think?

[saintbellamys]

The Cage and the Key: Chapter 2

Clarke is America’s reluctant first daughter, and Bellamy is assigned as her personal secret service guard. At first, he regrets the job – who wants to babysit a rich, spoiled little brat? But the longer he works at the White House, the more he realizes that there’s more to Clarke than it first seemed. As Clarke struggles with the impossible situations her mother, Abby Griffin, has put her in since becoming president, Bellamy finds himself fighting in Clarke’s corner, realizing she’s becoming more than just a job to him. Will Clarke finally find in Bellamy someone she can count on, or will politics and the trappings of her own mind get in the way?

Chapter 2: In which Clarke loses her temper, Bellamy begins to understand, and an outing goes horribly wrong. (previous chapter)

Clarke stared at herself in the full-length mirror on her now sky-painted bedroom wall. She smoothed the black taffeta fabric down against her hips, hating it. After the Canadian state dinner two months ago, the tabloids had called her “frumpy” and “out of shape” in her blue patterned gown of choice. After seeing the press, the White House publicists collectively decided that Clarke’s wardrobe should be chosen for her when it came to public events. No amount of grumbling on Clarke’s part could change anyone’s minds, and so here she was, standing in a slimming, nondescript, black floor-length gown, her usually wavy hair straightened and carefully pinned up.

She nearly yawned just looking at her dull reflection.

As she put her plain pearl earrings in, she wondered who’d she be seated with. Probably someone that wouldn’t lead to trouble. Her mother’s administration had desperately been trying to keep the fact that the first daughter’s political views were much farther left than the president’s own policies.

She heard a thump at the door. “We’ve got five minutes,” Bellamy’s voice warned through the heavy wood.

Clarke finished securing her other earring and strode to the door, low-slung heels in hand. She yanked on the doorknob and stepped halfway out into the hall.

“Ready,” she piped up. Bellamy turned, startled, and glanced over her briefly, a frown pulling at his lips.

“Uh, you look…”

“Drab? I know. I don’t get to pick out what I wear to these things after all the tabloids last time,” she finished.

“Tabloids?”

“Oh, right, I guess you’re probably not the type that reads those. They basically all just said that I’m too big to be a first daughter.”

Bellamy’s frown deepened.

“Hold on, let me put these shoes on and we can go.” Clarke reached out and grabbed his shoulder to steady herself as she slipped one heel on, then the other. With an inch or two of added height, Clarke was almost at eye level with Bellamy, and before she stepped away, she noticed that he had way more freckles than she’d thought. She was reminded briefly of the freshly painted constellations on her wall before pushing the thought away.

“I’m so not ready for this,” Clarke muttered, straightening up to walk beside Bellamy.

“Haven’t you done this before?” Bellamy asked, adjusting the cuff of his dark suit.

“Yes, but the Canadians are our allies,” Clarke said matter-of-factly. “Last time was uneventful. This is the first Russian state dinner since 1994.”

Bellamy glanced at her sideways as they walked.

“This is one of my mother’s attempts at compromise, or whatever it is she’s always on about in her stump speeches.”

“And you’re not a fan of compromise?”

“Not with a man who treats the LGBT community the way he insists upon doing. I’m not going to stand around and smile over hors d’oeuvres at someone like that.” Clarke’s jaw clenched.

“Listen, I agree with you, okay? Just don’t do anything stupid.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll try to make your job tonight as boring as I can.” They stepped into the uplit room, already lively with the chatter of diplomats and public figures waiting to be directed to their seats.

“Take me straight to my seat, okay?” Clarke waited until Bellamy nodded before walking further into the room.

Bellamy spoke quietly into the chip positioned inside his collar. “I’m gonna need Sparrow’s location on the seating chart.”

“Table 7, to the right of the chandelier,” someone answered into his earpiece.

Bellamy scouted the area. “You’re not sitting with President Griffin,” he noted, mild surprise in his low voice.

“She and I both agree that’s for the best,” Clarke answered as Bellamy directed her to the proper table.

“Oh my god.” Clarke came to a sudden halt by the round table.

“What?” Bellamy, already alert, tensed, performing a quick visual sweep of the room.

“They’ve placed me next to one of the Russian cabinet members.” Clarke let out a deep sigh. “Let’s hope for everyone’s sake he doesn’t talk much.”

Bellamy rolled his eyes. “I’ll be back here.” She nodded, not looking up, and he took a few paces forward, turning to position himself against the wall.

continue reading on: ao3 // ff.net

[lordsicheng]

My guesses on Wanna One’s rising signs (1/3)

*disclaimer at the bottom.

What is the Ascendant / Rising sign?

“Your rising sign is the sign that shows how "others" see you, which is reflected in your first house. Once someone gets to know you, then they'll see more of your sun sign characteristics, but until that happens they'll form an opinion about you based on your rising sign. This means you take on the personality of the sign that rules your first house. 

For this reason, the ascendant is also concerned with how a person has learned to present him or herself to the world, especially in public and in impersonal situations. In some circumstances, it can therefore function as a shield or mask to guard a person's real nature - in other words the 'defense mechanism' every person has to cope with unfamiliar or uncomfortable situations. The ascendant also has a strong bearing on a person's physical appearance and overall health.”

Let’s Start!

Yoon Jisung – Gemini Rising

Personality Traits: fun, chatty, considerate, inquisitive, curious, quick-witted, friendly, sociable

Appearance Traits: slender, average to very tall heights as Gemini risings are also known as one of the tallest rising signs, plump lips, tends to have a longer face or nose, complexion can vary with somewhat pink to red undertones, fast movements (walking, talking, etc.)

Why I think he is a Gemini rising

Gemini Rising individuals are very witty, sociable and have a quirky sense of humor. Gemini is known to be the most sociable and talkative of all signs within astrology, which we can tell just by the very friendly vibe he gives when we see him. They are born with curious nature, often seeking knowledge just to feed their interest. However, these individuals are not the most emotional and seem more detached from others’ feelings. But thanks to the water in his chart, he is actually a little bit more sympathetic and receptive compared to others with Gemini risings that are fire or air dominant.

These people are also very adaptable and love to learn new things. Communication is their primal source of being able to learn new things from other people, even becoming popular in a sense at one point. They may even talk to themselves very often! However these learnings can come with a price; they will tend to get very bored easily and move from one talent to another, able to learn many things and yet unfortunately not master any of them. That’s the tricky thing, because unless they are abundant with earth placements in their chart, they may not be able to choose which path they would want for themselves in the future.

Again, this all depends on other aspects he has especially his houses (if we had his birth time, we would easily look at his 6th and 10th house for proper understanding of his future endeavors and what path he may be able to find himself comfortable in.)

Sungwoon – Cancer Rising

Personality traits: sensitive, motherly, nurturing, family-oriented, has strong desire to be in the spotlight, intuitive

Appearance Traits: short to average height, plump lips, weight can fluctuate but are usually on the lighter side, expressive eyes, face can be round to having prominent chins/jawlines, small hands and feet, youthful appearance, nose is usually short with a prominent tip

Why I think he is a Cancer rising

People born under the rising sign of Cancer are gentle, kind-natured and nurturing. They have strong intuitive thoughts, often sensitive to those surrounding them. There is a sense of childlike quality in them that can be mirrored through their eyes, as they are ruled by the moon, they can be the most expressive asset they have physically. They are attracted to change, especially for the betterment, and are good speakers especially with very prominent aspects with their Mercury to other planets. However, a trait that is commonly unseen within Cancer risings are that they tend to be energetic and lively, especially if paired with an air or fire sun sign.

Emotions can run through waters for Cancer risings. Their intuitive minds are able to remember things quite easily, even if it reaches the negative. May it be a past home, a past lover, or a past experience. They are also very detail-oriented and make very good homemakers. Being at home themselves, they can find much comfort and are able to grab energy just by being able to grow and have a nurturing environment. However, these natives may tend to be quite overemotional and tend to overthink, maybe even tend to care too much of others without thinking of themselves first. They also need lots of attention, may be quite sulky if not given proper attention too.

It is natural for Cancer placements to be very selfless, especially if it’s their Sun, Moon, Venus or rising sign. However, they feel the fulfillment when their emotions are validated. They are also into traveling, especially when around waters or even means of agriculture. May tend to fear harsh criticism but also accepting of it on their part, they see this as something they can always use themselves to improve, thanks to their acceptance of change.

Minhyun – Capricorn / Libra Rising

One of the few members I had a hard time trying to figure out on their rising sign. I ended up choosing two different signs.

Personality traits (Capricorn rising): respectful, patient, confident, strong work ethic, loyal, responsible, disciplined, cooperative

Appearance Traits (Capricorn rising):  average height, prominent nose and chin, skin leans slightly on the paler side, hair is usually quite dark, pleasant smiles

Personality traits (Libra rising): easygoing, charming, very friendly, peaceful, idealistic, artistic, tidy

Appearance Traits (Libra rising): slender / well-formed body, above average heights, graceful movements, dimples are also common for Libra risings, charming eyes, symmetrical faces

Why I think he is either rising signs

The typical Capricorn rising is deemed as serious, work-oriented and even-minded. However these individuals are also materialistic in a way, even though Taurus is told as the most materialistic when Capricorns are actually a step ahead. That’s the thing—Capricorn risings want to be a step ahead out of everyone. Their headstrong attitude and strong mind makes them very well-respected.

However behind all those seriousness, Capricorn risings are very thoughtful and considerate. If paired with a fire or air sun, they can even be less serious than most people who share the same risings. They’re usually quiet and ambitious, commonly deemed as the rising sign that has a very visible appearance of having the “resting bitch face” (RBF). They always mean well, however they are not the most gullible—they know what they exactly want, how they want it, when they want it. They could even reach the stars if they could! Because of their appearance as being cold and unemotional, they may tend to look very “restricted”, hence Capricorn is ruled by the planet of Saturn-- the planet of restriction. They do try to keep a very kind-natured aura as they are at home with the environment they are in.

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Now, for Libra rising, are much known for wanting to bring everything into “balance”, even if they have to work for it to happen. They naturally have a kind appearance and also because it is an air sign, they are one of the more sociable signs. This is more evident if paired with a fire sun sign. They have a pleasant and agreeable aura which gains them natural attraction by those around them. Libra risings are also one of the most attractive signs because of their natural magnetism. A love of beauty, these individuals also tend to take care of themselves a lot, especially with their appearance.

Steadfast and courageous, they also are generous and giving just like Capricorn risings. However Libra risings may tend to be a bit susceptible and hate disorganization. They’re also very romantic and passionate, attracted to beauty in all forms whether it’s art or even music. They even value cleanliness as much as Virgo risings, maybe even more! Their expressions vary from kind to serious when in the spotlight, and like fire risings, they crave the spotlight and grab it with any chance they get. However they despise people who are boastful. If they come across people who show off themselves too much, their affection and even attention won’t even by given by the Libra rising natives.

Seongwoo – Libra rising

Personality traits (Libra rising): easygoing, charming, very friendly, peaceful, idealistic, artistic, tidy

Appearance Traits (Libra rising): slender / well-formed body, above average heights, graceful movements, dimples are also common for Libra risings, charming eyes, symmetrical faces

Why I think he is a Libra rising

I have explained a lot on Minhyun’s bit, but I will add a bit more since there are some characteristics I have noticed from Seongwoo as well.

We can see that he is one of the more comedic and friendly members, always looking out for other people. Also from what we have noticed, he is very naturally attractive! However when we see him, he shows a rather gentle and kind aura that makes him magnetic, his facial features even show this more. His chart is full of earth, where we usually see someone who is on the “earthy” side very serious. However our rising signs show how we present ourselves to the world and how others see us, even more than our sun sign.

Seongwoo is very known to be sociable and has had an active lifestyle, active as in very committing to the industry type of active. Unfortunately, Libra risings are also known to have middle leveled to weak stamina, which we’ve already heard from the other members. But with comes to his weakness, he’s also quite the charmer and he knows how to show off his talents. I, at first, guessed he had a fire rising. However, I’ve noticed he’s calmer than fire risings (not saying fire risings are wild or anything, just that he seems more… idk calm? At least in public LOL) because I’ve seen that thanks to his earth placements.

He also has a Leo moon, which shows he may seem to love to be on the spotlight more than we know—and if paired with a rising like Libra, he’s definitely a very magnetic persona in the public and on stage. Our eyes always seem to fall to him even at one point during performances.

Disclaimer: PLEASE note that all members don’t have their birth times. This is, like said on the title, are my initial guesses with explanations on the members’ rising signs. They may or may not be accurate, however you may interpret them. Please take my explanations with a grain of salt. Also please consider lifestyles when it comes to personalities and genetics on their appearances, they also play a huge part rather than focusing on astrological characteristics itself.

[inquisitorsnappy]

16, 20 for both ira and sara?

IRA KINJAL TIWARI

16. Dark secrets/’skeletons in the closet’

during her time under mind control, she did kill people. her body count is tiny in comparison to any of the other crusaders but killing anyone is so completely against her nature and morals and the people she’s killed, whilst she doesn’t know for sure since she didn’t really look into it at the time, were likely innocent so the guilt of it weights very heavily on her. it’s one of the only things she never admits to any of her friends, making the people she used to work with on dio’s side the only ones who knew, a fact that she is less than comfortable about.

20. What-ifs/Alternate Timelines

if ira didn’t die during diamond is unbreakable, odds are, after part 5 happens, she’d eventually move with sara to america once it was clear that polnareff wasn’t coming back. both she and sara are attached to their home in france but neither of them really had any proper friends there and it’d be more convenient in the long run to move. they’d probably live in flordia so they’d be close to jolyne and her mother. ira would then be around during the events of stone ocean in which she’d be mainly a support character that doesn’t appear much, similar to jotaro, since the plot focuses around jolyne in prison and the odds of ira doing anything to get herself arrested is very slim. she’d show up alongside jotaro and armani for the final arc but, since stone ocean has a pretty tragic/bittersweet ending, she’d still ultimately die, only by pucci’s hands rather than kira’s.

SARA SHERRY POLNAREFF

16. Dark secrets/’skeletons in the closet’

honestly, whilst she’s a very private person, there’s not huge big secrets that she holds by the time the main plot of stone ocean kicks in since stands are known to jolyne by that point and her own stand ability has been revealed to her, thus explaining the scarring on her hands*. those really are the main things sara had to hide from people close to her and even then, it was only jolyne and her mother she needed to hide them from. once those secrets are out, she doesn’t really have anything left to hide.

20. What-ifs/Alternate Timelines

okay i’ve thought a lot about this one: what if stone ocean didn’t end with the end of the universe! sara would move in with jolyne and adopt emporio. the speedwagon foundation would pull some strings to let them (as well as their other allies) stay out of prison instead of having to go back and complete their sentences. at some point she and jolyne would get married but idk when. sara would very likely at some point want to investigate her father’s whereabouts herself since the foundation, by that point, hadn’t found him and i imagine would be assuming him to be dead but sara is a determined person and is certain he’s still alive and would absolutely try to find him. idk whether or not she’d find him (she probably would eventually tbh) but her search would take her to italy (rome and naples mainly) and she’d meet the part 5 cast. she’d end up being really distrustful of giorno since he’s dio’s son and the last two sons of dio she’d met were kind of massive assholes and also dio is the root cause of all the bullshit in her life as well as the lives of everyone she cares about. she’d also probably eventually go back and finish college since she got kicked out after getting arrested.

*i know this isn’t visible on the height chart thing i drew but that’s bc i hadn’t properly decided what lady peace’s ability was until recently (it involves fire so sara wears gloves to hide some burns on her hands she’s ended up with); i do intend to update that chart soon

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[hallowedhearthstone]

Character Chart

Character’s Full Name:  Ariandielle Aranna Dal’anar

Reason or Meaning of Name: N/A

Character’s Nickname/Alias: Elle, mostly. Andi or Freckles by her husband.

Reason for Nickname/Alias: Her nicknames are just necessary shortenings of her absurdly long name. But Freckles is a more physically based nickname, obviously because of her characteristic freckles.

Birth Date: March 8th

Physical appearance

Age:  133 

How old does he/she appear: Late 20′s - early 30′s

Weight: 122lbs

Height: 5′2

Body build: Soft, Clearly a caster

Shape of face: Square-jawed with feminine features

Eye color: A bright teal which, on closer inspection is actually a bright blue with neon green accents

Glasses or contacts: Neither

Skin tone: Pale 

Distinguishing marks: She bears distinct freckles across her cheeks and nose, on the tips of her ears, her shoulders and at her lower back.

Predominant features: HAIR

Hair color: A deep, ruddy brown

Type of hair:  Long, thick, and wavy. 

Hairstyle:  All over the place, and consistently raked back by her fingers

Voice:  Sweet and calm with a posh English accent. 

Overall Attractiveness: She’s a solid 8, but that might just be me.

Physical Disabilities: She’s short af, is that a disability?

Usual Fashion of Dress: Conservative gowns with rich colors and bold accents.

Favorite Outfit: N/A

Jewelry or Accessories: She wears a necklace made from a bracelet her husband gave her. The charm that sits on her collar serves as a reminder that the best way is usually not the easiest.

Personality

Good Personality Traits: Calm and welcoming. She’s a steadfast friend and an understanding woman, often to a fault. 

Bad Personality Traits: She’s a jealous woman, the sort to hold everything in until it becomes an issue, and she doesn’t really take care of herself emotionally. 

Mood Character is Most Often In: Comfortable

Sense of Humor: Dry and deadpan, or impish teasing - depending on how well she knows the person she’s joking with. 

Character’s Greatest Joy In Life: Her children, all 6 of them.

Character’s Greatest Fear: Being a bad mother to her brood, letting people down, losing her husband, her brother (just in general), and fire.

What single event would most throw this character’s life into complete turmoil?  Seridyn’s death

Character Is Most at Ease When: In small groups of people or at home with her family. 

Most Ill at Ease When: Large gatherings are ill-fitted for her. She usually ends up with a painful headache mere minutes into it. 

Enraged When: Someone threatens her children. 

Depressed or Sad When: It comes and goes. She has moods and lulls like everyone else.

Life Philosophy: The only way out is through.

If Granted One Wish, It Would Be: There isn’t anything she would change, so perhaps.. financial security for the rest of her life and the lives of her children. 

Character’s Soft Spot: Men trying to redeem themselves

Is This Soft Spot Obvious to Others?: Probably, if you know her well enough.

Greatest Strength: Tenacity

Greatest Vulnerability or Weakness: Her empathy often works against her

Biggest Regret: Not saving her brother

Minor Regret: There is one secret she keeps, and she regrets ever letting that lie get started.

Biggest Accomplishment: She once ran a successful business, offering personal therapy to those in need.

Minor Accomplishment: Nowadays? Making it through the day without collapsing. 

Past failures he/she would be embarrassed to have people know about: Way too many to list here. Character’s Darkest Secret: For fear of metagaming, I can’t put that out onto this blog. Her darkest secret isn’t terribly dark - most people already know about her brother - but it is something she holds close to her chest.

Does Anyone Else Know?: Seridyn, but only recently.

Goals

Drives and Motivations: Meeting her family’s needs

Immediate Goals: Making it through the day, managing to sneak in a meal or a few moments with her husband while the kids sleep. And a shower.

Long Term Goals: Possibly opening up that orphanage

How the character plans to accomplish these goals: Nothing’s set in stone

How Other Characters Will Be Affected:  Some kids might find a home?

Past

Hometown: Northern Quel’thalas. A large estate just outside of Silvermoon City.

Type of Childhood: Studious, well-cared-for, a little spoiled maybe.

Pets: N/A

First Memory: Watching the shadows of the snowfall on her wall as she tried to sleep

Most Important Childhood Memory: Her family’s murder? I mean...

Childhood Hero: Aegwynn

Dream Job: Arcanist

Education: Higher education in the principles and application of magic - specifically cryomancy, and personal tutoring in all subjects 

Religion: N/A

Finances: Wealthy

Present

Current Location: Valley of the Four Winds, Pandaria

Currently Living With: Herself, Seridyn, and her children. 

Pets: Soliloquy, a tabby cat that comes and goes as it pleases. Omen, a raven given to Aelwynn as a gift.

Religion: N/A

Occupation: Stay at home mother

Finances: Struggling (She no longer works due to time constraints and there are a lot of mouths to feed)

Family

Siblings: Two brothers, one deceased - the other... probably deceased?

Relationship With Them: Non-existent

Spouse: Seridyn

Relationship With Them: Solid

Children: In order of age: Erelle (Nightborne, adopted), Aelwynn, Sebastian, Taeral, Verrin, Andulin

Relationship With Them: Good

Other Important Family Members:  N/A

Favorites

Color: Blue

Least Favorite Color: Red

Music: Anything upbeat

Food: Nothing specific, but she’s fond of meat and potato meals

Literature: Romance

Form of Entertainment: Hearthstone

Expressions: That look that Seridyn gets when he’s up to no good...

Mode of Transportation: Teleportation

Most Prized Possession: She doesn’t put a lot of stock into material things. But I guess her necklace?

Habits

Hobbies: Cooking, gardening, alchemy, fishing

Plays a musical instrument?: No

Plays a sport?: No

How she would spend a rainy day?: Inside with a book and a cup of tea 

Spending Habits: Very frugal

Smokes: No

Drinks: Once in a while

Other Drugs: No

What does he/she do too much of?: Breed...?

What does he/she do too little of?: Spend time on herself

Extremely Skilled At: Cryomancy and Alchemy

Extremely Unskilled At: Turning away someone that needs her help

Nervous Tics: Running her fingers through her hair

Usual Body Posture: Weight on her left foot, chin raised haughtily

Mannerisms: Proper and demure, always watching those around her with affection

Peculiarities: Her empathic abilities give her insight into those nearby and she finds it hard not to react to the thoughts of others sometimes.

Traits

Optimist or Pessimist?: Realist

Introvert or Extrovert?: Introvert

Daredevil or Cautious?: Cautious

Logical or Emotional?: Emotional, but she does try to think things through before reacting

Disorderly and Messy or Methodical and Neat?: Very neat and organized

Prefers Working or Relaxing?: Relaxing

Confident or Unsure of Himself?: Confident in some things, uncertain in others.  

Animal lover?: Oh yes

Self-perception

How She Feels About Herself: Fairly neutral

One Word Character Would Use To Describe Themselves: Underwhelming

Paragraph Description on How They’d Describe Themselves: I am... haunted and frequently melancholy, but I try to engage, to listen, to understand the people around me, so that I can help to make their lives a little easier. 

What does the character consider his/her best personality trait?: Tenderness

What does the character consider his/her worst personality trait?: Her guilt complex

What does the character consider his/her best physical characteristic?: Her eyes

What does the character consider his/her worst physical characteristic?: Her hair

How does the character think others perceive him/her? Boring

What would the character most like to change about himself/herself? Nothing that she CAN change

Relationships with others

Opinion of Other People in General: Generally good, trying to make their way in the world however possible

Does the character hide his/her true opinions and emotions from others?: Sometimes

Person Character Most Hates: Herself

Best friend(s): Scarlet

Love interest(s): Just Seridyn

Person Character (Would) Go to For Advice: Seridyn, or Aden

Person Character Feels Responsible For: Her children

Person Character Feels Awkward Around: Death Knights

Person Character Openly Admires: Aden

Person Character Secretly Admires: N/A