#i need to start wearing headbands in general though. where do i even find cute ones? all i know is cheap plastic ones or ugly ones

[longingforacultparty]

i need to rediscover the magic of headbands

[fancycat-thesilvertux]

Definitely before the Sports Festival, @krzys2000 .

Hmm … With the crown/filter since Hatsume is the one to make MK’s costume(s), maybe she’d make it into something like … install a camera to record things, since heroes also need to investigate crime scenes, but since he wouldn’t get to do that yet, MK can use the camera in it to record the fighting styles of his opponents for later review? In a difference of the golden one Wukong wore, this one is more of a silvery and has subtle data lights running through it.

I’m still figuring the rest of the design on his costume but it would draw inspiration from Monkey King’s, that’s for sure.

MK would definitely research the development of fighting styles in the BnHAverse to see if there were any new ones made or developments on ones he’s been trained in, since he IS in a new world and his wish was to be a better hero, meaning learning more in how to become a better hero (even though he’s already a great hero).

A lot of the fighting from the videos you shared (which were superb by the way, absolutely gorgeous!) could be used in the provisional hero license exam. I need to re-familiarize myself with the arcs since I’m pretty rusty on some of what goes down in them, aside from major points, but with the exam arc, I know the other schools participating in it go after UA to eliminate them, so that would be a good place for where MK can use some of what he’s learned before and after arriving to the BnHAverse, since there’s a three point elimination in that round. Since the final phase has them going against actual pros however … yeah, definitely MK wouldn’t be holding back as much.

Seeing as the staff goes with MK, he would already have a weapon on hand to use with his combat gear. He’d claim it’s a family heirloom to those not in the know he’s from another dimension, which isn’t a lie, honestly, even with when this AU takes place is soon after S3 so before S4 and before they find out MK’s past and his connection with Wukong. Plus, I don’t think it would be too far a fetch to believe that some heroes would have a family heirloom in a weapon or similar to pass down in generations, especially if it helps with certain Quirks. With it being a family heirloom, MK would have his staff cleared.

Going away a bit from the action-involving bits of the AU, I wanted to touch on the more domestic/slice of life parts.

MK’s outfit would change save for his signature jacket and headband. Those are iconic to him. He was made to go shopping for more clothes so while his outfit he arrived in is in rotation, he has something else to wear.

As I’ve written before in a previous post, MK had his phone which still connects him to his world, he just needs a new phone for the world he’s in, but he can still get into contact with his loved ones back home. Him showing off his uniform to his family would be a cute little scene, especially if he gets flustered by their compliments - since the uniform has a green jacket, you can bet that Mei approves!

Mei and Red Son being jealous that MK made friends with a green and red head? You bet. Then being tsunderes about it? More Red Son than Mei, but it would be funny nonetheless. (While MK is more friends with Midoriya than Kirishima, they do still get along well.)

When once the class knows about MK after the camp and kidnapping incident - which because Bakugo wasn’t there, the LOV still went and kidnapped who they thought from the Sports Festival had legit villain potential, which for angst material could go Shinsou, angst since Shinsou is adamant not to be a villain for the very reasons that the LOV try getting him on their side because of, not wanting to prove all those people right about him, or Bakugo could still be kidnapped since LOV could keep an eye on students, one washing out just at the start of things would have them investigate. Bakugo would be put on protective watch since he was kidnapped, the class would be bitter about having him around, lash outs happen, and reckonings happen - but anyways back to MK. Once the class finds out, they ask MK about his home and he can give full truths and even has his family on the phone to introduce to everyone. It’s fascinating to them that in MK’s home the world at large is Quirkless with exception to magic being seen as a type of Quirk able to be learned and demons with powers. Wukong also gets to explain and it fascinates the class more learning Wukong is an immortal several times over AND a legendary hero!

Tsukauchi and Wukong talking over drinks about MK. Just two dudes sitting on a couch, just chilling and talking about their shared not quite son, sitting maybe a bit too close. =3 (Not really shipping them since my shipper heart sails on the S.S. Shadowpeach, but I can see them working as co-parents and having a night of feelings before figuring they don’t really work well that way but better as friends that co-parent. And if Macaque gets jealous when hearing about that and has to re-evaluate a few things … =3.)

The Meis meeting. There’s fear on both sides from others even though they’re separated by dimensions. Hatsume will do her best to get to her fellow Mei, especially since she’s grown fond of MK as well. Mei, meanwhile, is wanting to meet her fellow Mei in person just as badly and is going rabid in researching travel magic like when trying to find a way to bring MK back when he originally disappeared.

You said that you have an AU for a LMK x BnHA crossover.

Could you tell me about it?

Absolutely!

So this AU takes place after S3.

MK’s thoughts after defeating the Lady Bone Demon aren’t very pretty. We see in canon that he’s hard on himself, and while coming down from the high of defeating such a terrifying villain such as LBD, all the trauma catches up to MK.

He begins having thoughts of ‘if only I’d been better, if only I’d been stronger, smarter, a better hero.’ He begins to think that maybe, he could’ve spared his loved ones so much trauma if only he’d been better, begins to think that they shouldn’t have had to suffer so much trauma in the first place all because of him.

Ever hear the saying “be careful what you wish for”? That’s the catalyst for this AU.

Working out this part but I hat I thought up for it was that a demon goes after an artifact that can grant any wish, a sort of genie’s lamp but it can only grant one wish instead of three.

The demon gets defeated and the artifact is in MK’s hands. They thought the wish had to be spoken aloud to work but here’s the catch - wishes don’t come true when spoken aloud. To quote Puss In Boots: The Last Wish, birthday wish rule.

MK’s thought of if only I could be a better hero activates the artifact, causing him to be sent to where he could be a better hero - the Boku no Hero Academiaverse, seeing as there’s hero schools.

I thought about MK being happened across either option A) Dadzawa, option B) Mama Joke, or C) Papa Tsukauchi. And yes, I did mean to call them those.

Aizawa is such a dad, adopting without the paperwork his class, even though he doesn’t admit it, and MK in the same class as 1A would be hilarious since I do have thoughts on who he’d be friends with. This AU DOES start before the BnHA events, since I don’t want to land MK right into the middle of the school year, especially since I feel certain events and behaviors could be thwarted with him there.

That said, even if I don’t go the Dadzawa route, I still planned for MK to have those relationships with 1A students since his presence would help I think with a lot of them. But MK and Shinsou and Eri being siblings would be just perfect in my book.

Ms. Joke, despite being a goofball, takes her job both as a pro hero and a teacher especially seriously. I feel like since she deeply values her students and believes in them that she’d be good in helping MK find confidence in himself as a hero. (That, and he’s got too many dads, let him collect moms!)

Detective Tsukauchi’s Quirk let’s him know if someone is lying. MK lies a lot regarding his own well-being, so having someone that’ll not let him get away with that would do him well. Plus, Tsukauchi is a friend of All Might’s, and I did have plans for MK and Midoriya having a friendship since they have a great deal of similarities and would be helpful towards one another.

That’s pretty much what I have for the AU though.

[lxlxthh]

in heat

↳ haruno sakura x f!reader event masterlist

genre: fluff, smut 18+, modern au.

summary: the pills didn’t work, i guess you know what happens next.

tw/cw: omegaverse, a/b/o dynamics, alpha!reader, omega!sakura, waitress!sakura, waitress x costumer, slight begging, fingering, nipple play, lesbian sex, thigh riding, licking.

notes: sorry for not posting the oneshots this week, school has been tough and it will be for a while, you know if i don’t post the oneshot it means it’ll be posted on the weekend, most likely. this one has around 1.3k wc so i hope you enjoy <33

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A restaurant.

That's where everything has started, an unexpected place to find someone to have sex with and a young woman on top of that. Probably in her early twenties, light pink hair wrapped around a white headband, still wearing the restaurant's uniform.

She got shy whenever she approached me to ask what I was ordering. To be honest that was my first time going to that restaurant but it became my usual place just to see her face getting red whenever I answered her question: "I just came here to see you, you look beautiful as always... Sakura."

What I wasn't expecting was her to be in heat, I could smell her pheromones in the air, the alphas around me snapped their heads to see whose omega's pheromones were.

I take my purse and grab her hand out of the restaurant, they will be going crazy. As soon as we got into my car, I asked her apartment's location. "Don't you take pills?" The pills were made to avoid an omega being on heat, but they're not 100% safe and only 75% of omegas are able not to be in heat though with time the pills don't work anymore.

I try to drive with both of my hands but her accent is so strong that I can't keep both on the wheel. "I do, but I don't know why they didn't work, (L/n)-san." Sakura doesn't stop squirming on the passenger's seat. "(L/n)-san, please, it's too hot."

Fuck, fuck, fuck! "We're almost there, Sakura. Please hang on."

As soon as we got there, Sakura opened the front door and pulled me inside with her, running upstairs. "Sakura, what are you doing? I'm just supposed to-"

"Please, (L/n)-san. I need you." Damnit, that cute face... I couldn't resist and let her pull me until we reached her floor. With trembling hands, Sakura manages to unlock the door and I close it behind me once we're inside. I pull her closer to my body and press her against the wall, my hand reaches the back of her head and my lips touch hers. Just like I had predicted she tastes like cherries, probably because of her lip balm.

I make a trail of kisses starting from the neck to the collarbone and I mumble a question "Are you sure about this?"

She doesn't answer and I stop kissing her, making her whine when I slowly drift away from her and putting one of my hands on my hip. One eyebrow lifts in waiting for her response, "(L/n)-san" she tries to reach my other hand, she's crying, her pheromones are getting stronger, I can see her thighs rubbing one another "I really want (L/n)-san, I am sure, but please-"

Sakura's eyes shone at the praise I gave "Good girl, show me your room." I lift her up and she tells me where her bedroom is located. I place her on the bed and help her take off her clothes. I unhook her bra, small tits fall out so beautifully. "What a beautiful body you have, will you help me take off my clothes?" I ask her cockily.

"Can I?"

"Of course, pretty." She takes off my blazer and she proceeds to unbutton my shirt while I do it with my pants. Sakura almost touches my chest. "You can touch it if you want." I smile and she shakes her head even though she keeps staring at my boobs "Can you kneel for me, babe?" She nods eagerly and beams from the nickname. I also kneel in front of her, fixing my posture and pulling her closer. I put two fingers on her pussy, feeling the wetness formed. I tease her “Wow pretty, are you that wet just by the sight of my chest?”

“I-”

I chuckle “No need to get so worked up, I’m just teasing you… Fuck” Sakura moves her hips to get more friction. I do circled movements, she moans in pleasure “I’m putting inside, ok?”

“O- Ok.” I slowly put a finger inside, I wait for her to adjust before “You can keep going (L/n)-san.”

I kiss her cheek and bite her ear, I whisper “Why don’t you call me (Y/n), it hurts me when you let me call by your first name but you don’t do that with me.” I pump in and out my finger and put another one in. I stop just to look at Sakura and her eyes are shut tightly. “Does it hurt?” she shakes her head “Then look at me and touch me. I know you want it.” I moved my fingers again trying to find her g-spot, I could hear her moan a bit loudly whenever I curled my fingers and I did once again and as expected I earned a high pitched moan from her.

Sakura is holding my hips so she can stay close to my body, I can feel her nails almost piercing through my skin. “(Y/n)-san, I- I’m gonna cum.”

“Can you hold a bit longer for me? Please?” and she nods “You’re doing so good for me, Sakura-chan you’re so pretty”, she is trembling from the pressure I’m giving her and her head slowly falls on my chest but quickly composes herself. Her puzzled look shows she’s in deep thought and she finally takes my boobs. “So you can listen, uh? You’re such a good girl…” Sakura squeezes them and licks my nipples “Keep going babe, you’re doing so good.” I look down at Sakura and she’s making a mess of herself, a small drool forms on the corner of her face, sucking one of my nipples and pinching the other one.

My thumb keeps putting pressure on her clit while my other hand moves upwards taking her stiff nipple between my two fingers, rolling it. Sakura whines on my chest, she looks up to me with puppy dog eyes and begging to let her cum “(Y/)-san please-”

I smirk and finally give her a reward. “Cum for me, baby?” I didn’t give her the chance to answer,I had already taken out my fingers and a load of cum came out from her. Sakura shies away when she sees my fingers on my mouth “You taste so sweetly, baby.” Grabbing her cheeks, I make her face me “Eyes on me, ok?” and kiss her, “Fuck Sakura, you make me go crazy.”

Sakura hugs my waist trying to close the space between us that’s almost none, I hold her waist as she gets on top of my thigh, she moans between kisses “(Y/n)-san, I want more please… It feels so good.” I suck on her neck as I help her reach her high, her legs trembling and without energy to keep going. Sakura moans my name and reaches her high not long after. “Too much, ‘s too much (Y/n)-san.”

Sakura’s body falls on me, her heartbeat is too fast and she has an unstable breathing. I rub her back slowly to get her to calm down “Shh, it’s ok. Baby, you’re fine. Let’s get you cleaned up.” I carry her towards the shower and turn it on, waiting for the water to get hot. “Is it good?” She hums and I clean her up.

I was about to lay her down so I could take a glass of water from the kitchen but Sakura didn’t want to let go of me and kept whining. I sigh in defeat and get her to drink the water while holding onto me. When Sakura nuzzles on my neck, I can feel her breathing and hear the light snores she makes. I kiss her good night and I fall asleep while holding her.

© LILITH 2021 - do not copy, translate, modify, or repost my work on any platform without my permission.

[forthechubbies]

Mrs. Jeon Vol 3

Synopsis• One nightstand gone Marriage!? The past catches up with Yn when her head over heels husband finds his lost bride and will keep her by any means necessary.

Category's•Violent Thoughts, Hostel Behavior, Nsfw (Later), and Bratty Jungkook.

Duos• Yandere! Jungkook x Chubby! Reader

Vol 1, 2, 3, 4,

What’s going on down there? It sounds restlessly calm. You could hear muffled voices but nothing more; you aren't too keen on testing your luck and sneak into the corridor to eavesdrop on their conversation. Pretty sure the door is locked anyway.

Instead, You took note of the confined walls surrounding you. A typical master bedroom accessorized an earthy decor, cute mini-plants placed in various room areas, two tiny pet turtles in a tank constructed into a giant wooden bookshelf.

Speaking of books, talk about books galore. The shelved books had little to no wiggle room aside from the one empty slot belonging to the open novel on the nightstand. The owner won’t mind you partaking in one quick gander-

“Ah!” You gasp, fixing your eyes on your newly treated ankle. For a minute, you just about forgot this crazy abducted situation your in. The bedsprings dip as you flop back into the spot where Jimin left you. Jimin was the man you fell on during your first attempt at freedom; he was even generous enough to bandage with utmost care.

A kind gesture a particular bunny wasn’t too thrilled on seeing, Jungkook's face soured while watching Jimin’s filthy little womanizing hands caressing the delicate soft plushy skin of his carrot’s legs.

Son of a bitch trying to cop a feel on his wife, Jimin’s flirtatious persona, led him out to be a well-known heartthrob but often seen as a gigolo through certain people's point of view and, frankly, Jungkook's wife won't be a victim of the Jimin Effect.

Crash!

The smash of a glass object-making contact with the hard marble kitchen floor snatched Jimin’s and your attention giving it to the irritable bunny who’s psychotically enthusiastic about testing his progress in strength by snapping his hyung’s neck-

Oh, no, his carrot looks frightened-He shouldn't do such a brutal act of love with his wife nearby; her poor innocent heart might shatter. No violence...At least for the time being.

Next thing you know, Jungkook's face lightened up, and even when Jimin bit his head off for breaking one of Jin’s fancy dinnerware, his facial expression persisted undaunted. Jungkook kept a serene masquerade, but through closer observation, he clenched his jaw at Jimin’s hand on cradling the small of his wife’s back, guiding her into hiding in the upper part of the house for a reason unknown.

Jungkook let Jimin take you no-fuss included, Hence, Your encaged situation. For all, you know, The men were downstairs plotting a far-flung strategy to murder you making it look like a battle of defense.

Though, You were more occupied by another Crack for the floor down below. ” Ahh!” You cried out, falling back on the bed once again.

Meanwhile, Downstairs.

”Stop! Breaking Hyung’s plates, or we're both as good as dead!” Jimin growled. ”Quit avoiding the question! Who the hell is that woman!? Did you hurt her!? Why-!” Jimin asked Jungkook until his cheeks burned a reddish hue, and his neck veins were dominant.

In one swift breath, Jungkook responded. “ She’s Mrs.Jeon. My wife.”

Jimin knew his maknae had a few loose screws in his head, but this is getting out of hand.

”Wife?! Do you know how old you are!? Kook, You just turn twenty-three-”

”So What.” Jungkook interrupted. ”You want me to wait until I’m an ancient fart like Hyung to get married.”

”Pffft.” Jimin pressed his lips into a thin line suppressing his need to laugh. ”Ahem, respect your elders-You little brat.”

Amidst the brothers at each other's throats, another member of the maknae line awakened from his mid-morning nap; drowsy eyed Kim Taehyung waddled upstairs to check up on his Hyung living in the room above him.

He could have sworn a faint scream is what he heard-Well; there's no harm in checking.

You jumped at the squeaky hinges of the door opening. Wait, it was unlocked!? Expecting the uninvited visitor to be Jungkook, You raised a pillow over your head, ready to be hurled-to your amazement; it was a completely different man.

A long-haired male with long chocolate locks kept at bay by a beige headband; his attire was disarray. His tank top hung off his shoulder, slightly creased in his pajama pant’s waistband.

Adorable, to say the least, the poor thing’s eyes weren’t even fully open yet, the pretty pink pout of his lips nearly forced an” Aw” from yours.

”Who are you?” He grumbled, scratching the back of his neck.

Sweet mother of deep, He stood a few feet away, but the raspiness and depth of his voice caused your insides to start quivering.

”I’m-I’m the sand fairy.” You choked out, fluttering the tips of your fingers as if spreading magic dust. ” I'm here to ensure all your dreams are sweet. ”

You nibbled your lip nervously, hoping he takes the bait. He yawned in response dragging his exhausted body across the room to you; he halts. You gulped, staring up at him; you felt like a mouse about to pounce on by a tiger.

”H-H-I!” You yelped.

The man took no real investment in your fib; instead, he decided to reap the benefits of how soft and plushy you are by laying his head on your bare thighs. He wiggled in place to reach maximum comfort.

”Ah.” He moaned, falling back to sleep.

Oh, dear.

………

The sound of the hyung’s arrival made the two maknae gulp.

First in the door was Hoseok, hands full grocery bags ” Come help! Quick, save the ice cream if it isn't soup by now.”

Namjoon followed behind. ” I told Jin not to get the ice cream first-He knows how he gets with his coupons.”

”The worst part is he got upset when we told him that's enough food then told to stay in the car.” Yoongi stretched out the pins and needles feeling in his limbs.

”You may say that's enough now, but when that brat comes, he's going to eat us out of house and home!” Jin scolded, unconsciously fetching the rest of the bags.

Jin froze, staring at Jungkook, helping put the food in the correct places. He didn't hesitate to smother his baby boy in a hug, but right after, he jabbed Jungkook's gut.

”Oof!” Jungkook doubled over, gripping his chest. ” I missed you too,” He coughed.

Jin stood tall. ” And there's plenty more where that came from once Hoseok gets his hands on you.”

Anyone but Hoseok.

” I heard Jk!” Hoseok rushed Jungkook a bear hug. ” Thank goodness you're alright!” He jabbed in his Jungkook's gut. ” Where the hell have you been?!”

Jungkook groaned. ” Ou-Ouch..I won't be able to tell you if I keep getting hit.” He cleared his throat. ”America.”

”America!” The hyungs blared out.

Namjoon pinched the bridge of his nose. ” What possessed you to go there on your own? Have you forgotten what you are?”

Jungkook sighed. “ I know, I know, but I just envy normal people around my age having the freedom to go wherever they want.”

“ But you’re not," Yoongi brutally minced Jungkook’s sob story. He’s not particularly fond of beating around the bush, especially when dealing with his brothers earlier this afternoon. “ Unlike ‘normal’ twenty-year-olds, you are adored by army who would be upset if anything happened to you.”

Jungkook bowed his head in shame; the thought of army never really crossed his mind.

“And-“ Yoongi continued. “ There are crazies in every country, so what made you think heading off on your own would be alright!?”

“Why America?” Namjoon’s brow jumped as the gears in his head began to turn. “ Out of all the beautiful places we visited-You chose the U.S? What was there that you had to leave without an explanation?”

Namjoon stared at Jungkook’s eyes not in a malicious sense, just a habit when trying to figure out a solution or, in this case, a missing clue to the reason his little brother hopped up and left.

“Twinkats (Twinkies),” Jimin laughed nervously. “ I bet his suitcase is full of them.”

Sadly, Jimin’s fairy charm wouldn’t work this time. Jungkook is drowning in deep waters, and there’s no salvage coming for miles; at this rate, Jungkook had two options: tell the truth, orrrr, run away with his loving wife in his arms.

Not gonna lie; Jungkook leaned towards the second option, but the fates had another plan.

”Hyung! Hyung! Namjoon-Hyungie!!” Taehyung screamed bloody murder, sprinting downstairs minus jumping the last five steps. ” Her ankle is purple!”

Taehyung paused, breathing heavily in front of the kitchen where the interrogation is being held, accompanied by a woman injured cradled in his arms, more worried about him dropping than her throbbing ankle.

Taehyung had the room’s undivided attention, and Jungkook’s enviousness scowl; his wife was clinging on to another man like a baby koala to its mother but had it been him, she would scratch his eyes out.

Let's not mention the fact! It seems like she's only wearing a shirt, and guess who the owner is, not him!

” Who-”

”What-”

”Why”

” How!?”

Before getting into details about the hyung's reaction to their new houseguest, let's first take a detour to Prince Taehyung mini rescue adventure.

A good hour in, Taehyung woke up from the best nap of his life to beautiful damsel sniffles and tears. The sweetheart asked what was wrong and nodded as the damsel explained, coming to realize she was in distress. Prince Taehyung aided the beauty with new clothes and tied a red ribbon into her hair….beacause he thought it would look pretty (Shrugs).

However, her ankle injury required a different source of help, so who else to ask but his favorite Hyung? But he couldn't find Yoongi in his room, so he decided to ask Namjoon instead.

Back to the original story

Taehyung explains the truth unconsciously, throwing his little brother under the bus.

Jin’s eye twitched as he peered at Jungkook, who was attempting to slip out of the kitchen. ” You little sh-!”

Let's just say Jin didn't nearly beat Jungkook almost half to death with a rice paddle while shouting numerous insults to bruise a thousand men’s pride in a second.

It went silent after Jin banished Jungkook to the beach house a few feet from the house until he wanted to see his face again. Namjoon took it upon himself to introduce the gang.

You politely shared a warm hello but wished nothing more to go home.

[anotherhellchild]

📂 Not sure if you're into this but considering you're bakugou centric I figured it would be cool if you could do a little bakubowl pls. Only if you want to though if course. Oh, and also I think that you are honestly a wonderful writer. Thanks for your service.

I usually keep things gen and I haven’t really done anything ship related before, to be honest I just don’t really know how to write stuff like that. Having said that though, I definitely don’t mind giving it a try! I’m gonna do my best but pls keep in mind that I don’t really know what I’m doing so don’t expect too much! 😳😳

(Also anon, ur really sweet thank you so much! 🥺 hope u like this:) )

It’s been a really fucking shitty week for Katsuki. He was away on an internship the week before and now he has five assignments due, three exams to take and a lot of homework to catch up on. He’s stressed, tired and he’s barely got any time to fucking breathe because he still needs to keep his usual training schedule up and he needs to tutor his idiot squad too.

All in all, Katsuki’s busy as fuck right now and just has a lot on his mind.

Or in other words: ‘The Beast of 1a’ has been overworking himself like crazy -again- and it’s really starting to show. Living off of coffee, energy drinks and very little sleep isn’t doing Katsuki much good. The class is even pretty sure that the boy’s been forgetting to eat meals. 

Honestly, the behaviour is very unlike Katsuki, but this has happened before. 

Still though, the class is pretty worried. Shoji saw Katsuki walk into a wall last Thursday so it’s for good reason too.

Despite their concern however, the class can’t help but stare at Katsuki when he gets like this. 

It’s cute.

The boy walks around either unfocussed or extremely focussed. He’ll be wearing loose jogging pants, fuzzy socks and oversized hoodies, sometimes there’ll be a blanket draped over his head held tight between his arms, like he’s hugging himself. Light purple circles will hang from red, slightly dazed eyes and his cheeks will be slightly flushed too. His hair is constantly messy (more so than usual) but it’s in this adorable way that just makes it look even poofier than it already is, plus it’s very often tied in a tiny ponytail on top of his head or it’ll be pushed back with little hair clips or a headband. 

He’s just so freaking adorable. Wandering around like a little puppy, searching the kitchen for food, or heading out the door for a run.

It’s almost kind of funny, the class never knows if they’re going to accidentally run into their angry neighborhood hedgehog, because said hedgehog will emerge from his room at the most random times. Sightings can range from anytime it’s dark outside to anytime it’s light outside and there is no in between because there is literally no in between, that time slot goes around the clock. There’s also absolutely no pattern or any other way to indicate when and if Katsuki’s going to emerge either, 1a just kinda has to hope he’ll come downstairs the same time they’re downstairs.

And thus, it gets to the point where everybody’s downstairs, constantly. Just so that they can maybe catch a glimpse of their lost puppy Katsuki for a brief moment.

The best part of all of this though, is that Katsuki’s oblivious dumbass doesn’t even realize what’s going on. He’s way too focussed on other things to notice the way the common area goes quiet whenever he enters, 19 pairs of eyes immediately latch onto him. He’s just so damn cute!

Anyway, the best best part about this, is that in general, it’s way easier to do things for Katsuki without him realizing/ finding out and getting offended or suspicious about it or whatever. 

Kaminari will always have hair ties and clips with him so he can wordlessly hand them to Katsuki when one of his breaks or gets lost.

Sato will cook/bake like crazy and prepare snacks for everyone, he makes sure to make some extra for Katsuki and always puts those to the side for him.

Sero and Jiro will casually (and silently) go study with Katsuki in his room, just so the boy has some company and some people to keep an eye on him. Tokoyami will join them from time to time as well.

Koda will get any random animal to show Katsuki, it gives the boy a tiny break and something else to focus on for a moment. Plus the look of wonder in those red eyes is always to die for. Koda also lends his bunny or finds a cat that Katsuki can take up to his room, the animal will sit in Katsuki’s lap as he works and the boy’ll absentmindedly pet it. Oh and Shoji helps Koda find the animals so it’s a joint effort.

Momo makes tea or other beverages, she brings it up to Katsuki and makes sure he’s getting enough to drink/eat. Aoyama and Asui will come with her to check up on the boy themselves every now and then too.

Ojiro has an insane amount of stationary so he’ll always be there to provide Katsuki with any paper, ruler, marker, pen or pencil he needs. Ojiro has it all.

Midoriya does his best to not provoke Katsuki too much. Him and Iida are the ones that provided Katsuki with all the notes he missed whilst he was gone.

Kirishima just buys Katsuki a bunch of shit. He makes sure to keep it subtle though. “Oh yeah, I found this hoodie in the back of my closet! You can have it, otherwise I’m going to throw it out.” “Hey dude, I was just at the store and these chocolate bars were buy one get one free! Here you go!”

Uraraka, Ojiro and Asui are all pretty good cooks so they’ve made dinner for Katsuki a couple times now. All of them make sure to make his portion extra spicy because they know that’s Katsuki’s favorite.

Hagakure’s the one who’s secretly taking pictures of sleepy Katsuki to share with the rest of the class, she’s a godsend in everyone's eyes.

Mina checks up on Katsuki every night. She’ll come by a couple different times to make sure her boy’s eaten enough and she’ll ask if he needs anything (water, food, blanket, a new pen, you name it!) She and the rest of the Bakusquad also send a bunch of memes so Katsuki can have a laugh whenever he decides to take a break.

Shinso always stays in the common area until late in the night because he’s learned that Katsuki tends to wander down there pretty often when he gets like this. The blond will be half asleep and he’ll come down because he either just finished whatever he was doing and needed to get ready for bed, wanted a snack, had a nightmare or was about to go for a late night/ early morning workout. He’ll handle things differently depending on the situation, but it’s usually pretty easy for Shinso to guide the boy to the couch and gently lean against him until he falls asleep, or they both do.

Todoroki is always there whenever Katsuki goes to workout. Whether the blond’s planning on just going for a run, doing an entire boot camp type training or if he just wants to fight, Todoroki makes sure to always be there. Sometimes that means Todoroki needs to stay awake till ungodly hours but he doesn’t care, he’s glad to be by Katsuki’s side and it’s for the better too. Katsuki sometimes needs someone there with him to make sure he doesn’t pass out and Todoroki’s just the one who does that. It’s a pretty important roll.

At the end of the day, the class knows it’s best to just try and leave Katsuki to do what he needs to as much as possible. As long as they keep a careful eye on the boy, and make sure he doesn’t implode, then this ‘mood’ or ‘state’ -whatever you wanna call it- usual passes after a week or two. It’s worrisome, yes, but they know the class’ bomb is gonna be fine. 

Besides, him being like this gives them a great excuse to treat him like the cute lil’ baby he is.

[blackvelvetwriteson]

Hi, could I get a one shot fem! black reader x Kakashi, please? (can be nsfw or fluff, it's your choice)

Hey there! Thank you for the request 🥺🥺 I had a bit of a roadblock with this one simply because I couldn’t think of a prompt, BUT I eventually thought ‘why not write about the holidays’ so I got into a groove with it! Once I got into it, it was a really fun write! I hope that this is what you expected and/or lives up to your expectations! 

𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄𝐒

                                            (  ~ Kakashi Hatake x Black Female                                                                   Reader Insert ~ )

GENRE: Fluffy Fluff!                                                                  

FANDOM: Naruto Shippuden

TRIGGER WARNINGS: There really are none for today, it’s pretty fluffy for today!

SUMMARY: Reader-Chan wants to celebrate the holiday season this year because she never got to, but she doesn’t necessarily know how to approach Kakashi about it since he never celebrates the holidays (or ever even heard of them for that matter.

WORD COUNT: 4303

(Headers are mine, but the art inside of them are not! Please don’t steal or repost without credit!)

     For some reason, you were in an incredibly festive mood this time around. Maybe it was something about how the gilded sunlight made yours and Kakashi’s home feel more… Well, home-y. Maybe it was the remnants of your food that you’d made earlier for your lunch still lingering around the house, or the kids of the village running around outside of your windows, whether subliminally training or not undeterminable, reminding you of your youth. Time had gone by so fast, and already you’d been in Japan for about two years and a half. You already knew that, in general, the people of the area didn’t celebrate Halloween, and actually it was a week AFTER Halloween would’ve taken place in America, but something about today… Something about today made your festive bone quiver and you decided to do SOMETHING to celebrate. 

Since you’d picked up on the shinobi not celebrating American holidays like you were used to, you avoided asking Kakashi about it. Come to think of it, he never really did anything you were accustomed to besides the staring thing; and when you got together he tried to give you food related nicknames. You had to sit down and explain to him why it wasn’t okay and why it made you uncomfortable and then he thoroughly apologized and left it at that. He didn’t really have any nicknames for you, and from research you found that most women in Japan (and men) only go by their given names with -chan/san at the end which was cute, but if everyone had to call you that then it’d lose meaning and it wouldn’t be as cute.

Even still, though, you decided that today would be the day that you participated in the festivities of the holiday season that, in America, would be fast approaching. The only question for you was who you were going to dress up as and suddenly a thought formed in your head as you popped up from the couch and scurried to your guys’s room. You’d dress up as your hero, your boyfriend Hatake Kakashi! He wouldn’t expect it, you’d be able to see how everything fits, AND it’d be cute- at least you thought- and it’d give you something to do so that the crisp, perfect day didn’t go to waste.

You sifted through the closet with eager eyes as you hummed softly, some of your curls coming loose and falling down by your face, your dark brown beautiful eyes twinkling as you pulled out the parts to the outfit he wore from day to day, your eyebrows knitting a little as one corner of your lip lifted a little. “This man, so help me black Jesus,” you whisper softly noticing how much heftier your wardrobe was than his. He had the same outfit to go over about 5 or 5 times, black sweatpants, black shorts, and 3 different headbands all crushed, neatly, together on one side of the closet while your clothing took up the other half. You shook your head and closed the door with your hip once you were sure you had everything you needed for your little plan. You looked it over excitedly, your slender auburn fingers contrasting almost perfectly against the colors of his uniform. “Damn… I never noticed that till now,” you laugh softly as you remove your shirt and start to pull on articles of the outfit, trying to mimic exactly how you saw Kakashi wear his so you didn’t accidentally disrespect him. Of course he only had 2 masks and a shirt with a mask that you’d sewn onto it, and you decided not to mess with any of it. You didn’t want to hide your face at all whatsoever, especially behind masks that might’ve well have been your boyfriend’s comfort items. You had pretty much everything on, the worn out navy blue bringing everything together, the green brightening your pretty almost black eyes. You giggle softly as you look in the mirror and decide to do something with your hair before it dried completely- you’d taken a shower only 30 minutes prior and your hair was a little damp. You scurry off to the bathroom with the bandage and garter in one hand, your yellow hair pik in the other. You looked extremely excited, for once taking a moment to completely love and indulge in yourself. Being in an area where your existence was offensive to others to suddenly going to a place where absolutely nobody looked even close to you was an extreme shift, but Kakashi made it okay, literally brawling with anybody that so much as looked at you the wrong way. You had a small bit of tummy, but he loved that about you; and it’s not like it slowed you down any, made you unreliable, or made you any less attractive than you were. In fact, to some people it wasn’t even really noticeable unless you were wearing certain things. You also had to drop the American style and adopt the Japanese locale and honestly, while that was a HUGE shift, Kakashi helped with that too. Sometimes you’d get yourself in trouble with how you spoke though; that American lingo that’d been generationally passed down to you finding its way showing up and showing out, especially when someone wanted to make fun of your hair, or your physique and compare you to the other local girls, most noticeably Ten-Ten, Lady Tsunade, Sakura, and Hinata. They argued that the more pale girls were more attractive; because you could play in their hair and you wouldn’t have to worry about one slowing you down- at which remarks you stuck the shit talkers to a tree with your kunai for hours after you thoroughly cussed them out and ribbed them a little, telling Kakashi what’d happened so he could go cut them down. On the flip side, the kids absolutely adored you and loved when you were out so they could play tag or ask you unnecessary questions or get some treats from you.

You quick-washed your hair in the sink and started to blow-dry it deciding that you’d give yourself an at home blowout so that you could complete the look. Being the multitasker you were born into being, you found something to prop the blowdryer up while you piked your hair out quickly, smiling as you watched your hair fluff up, watching your coils straighten and then get bigger until it couldn’t anymore. Then it hit you; Kakashi hadn’t seen your hair blown out except once and that was while you were braiding it back and his eyes were fixated on your fingers as he wondered how a person could do that. At this point, your hair was halfway done, and while you let the tool dry your hair even more, you attempted to wrap the bandage around your thigh and it only BARELY made it, your thigh utterly choked in the process. You looked down at your leg and then pensively looked at the garter and decided that wouldn’t fit around your leg and you let out a frustrated sigh. “That man, is fine as fuck, but why he built like a bean pole,” you huff quietly as you let the bandage loose from trapping your thigh before your mind wandered to him. “…. Aight so maybe he got a LITTLE bit of muscle, but we aint talkin’ about that right now,” you laugh softly before looking at your phone seeing that he sent you a text signifying that he was on his way back from training for the day and that he was fine. You smiled cheerily at your text and tilted your head some at yourself, using your pik to fluff your hair out more before you scurried back to your guys’s room and snatched one of his spare headbands up, securing it quickly and tactfully. You looked at yourself in the mirror, your hands coming up and sliding into the arm holes of his navy green vest. You turned to one side, then to the next, then finally you looked at yourself from a front profile and your eyes glistened a little. “You’re… so heroic,” you mumbled under your breath before you heard some clatter coming from outside of the room.

“Oh right… You can do that,” you say as you open the door and watch him freeze completely in his spot, his eyes slowly raking over you from head to toe then back up again, his stoic expression unchanging from what you could tell. “H-Heyy… Honey,” you smile nervously as you wave with one of your gloved hands. He walked towards you and slipped one side of the headband over one of your eyes and then he stifled a soft grunt under his breath.

“It’s Kakashi. We’ve talked about this,” he said softly before he looked over his shoulders, his hands sliding in his pockets again as his back straightened out some. “….Why are you wearing my clothes,” he asked with a slight edge to his voice, meanwhile you were still frozen in place, your legs starting to quiver some. You didn’t know why he was being so cold to you and it made you just a little insecure. “Particularly… Those,” he said as he stared at the wall below the TV you both had, his legs crossed as he leaned back into the couch.

“Damn so you not gonna say ‘hi.’ Or ‘I missed you,’ or nothin’ like that hm? Well… My bad, I guess I’ll just go take it off,” you say softly, the spirit of the day becoming crushed. He mused softly and his head only tilted a small bit. He didn’t even look at you and you noticed this. The whole time you were here… The whole time you were together the only thing you wanted was his eyes on you and his praises. You were struggling and it was on you for the most part because you hadn’t reached out to him for help. He was a real big one for “say what you mean or need,” or something like that. You LOVED the idea behind the last stretch of the year; the days designated for giving thanks, hanging out with the ones you love, amazing food, and gifts, and movies, and music. All of it… But having come from where you had, you never really had good times or a good chance to make memories. Now that you were old enough to have someone of your own and actually be able to create memories, you wanted to… But instead you’d been trying to force it out of your life to make your man happy, however you weren’t having it anymore. You just didn’t know how to bring it up.

“Mm.. What’s-“

Before he could even finish speaking, you’d vanished back into your guys’s room and shut the door behind you. He sat back in the seat and he let out a low drawn out breath and then stood up. Within one second he vanished from the living room and appeared right in front of you with his arms crossed.

“I asked why you were wearing my clothes, not that you had to take them off,” he said as he looked blandly at your hurt expression. “And I was trying to ask what was up with you,” he said as he reached one hand out and gently tipped your head up, his free hand reaching for where your bangs covered your eye but then he stopped as he usually did and he tilted his head some. “May I?” He spoke from behind his mask. You push his hand out of the way and move your hair out of your face by yourself, your sharp eyes peering into his. This time his eyebrows rose a bit more noticeably and usual and he waited for you to talk so he could listen, his hands now in his pockets.

“Yknow… I’ve tried to work what is normal to me out of my system… And when I was younger, that would’ve been… Easier. But now, it’s not… Kakashi, when you don’t look at me it makes me feel undesirable… Because nobody else looks at me unless they’re making fun of how flat and wide my features are… or how damn burnt I look even though this is my natural skin tone! I just… Want you to call me your baby once in awhile damnit! I want to call you *mine* and not just… Ka-ka-shi. Everybody calls you that… And… I get jealous when I see the other people hanging out with you, the cooler people with the sharingan variants, or the cool eyes and the people with the slim builds, or the people with the advanced shinobi skills that are greater than mi-“ You hadn’t noticed that while you were talking, Kakashi pulled his mask down, then you were interrupted with a kiss. It was a soft, but soulful kiss; the kind where one of his gloved hands had you by the chin and the other by the back of your head. The kind where you could feel his body heat completely wrapping you up. The kind where you felt his trembling breath break his completely calm composure. Your hands were gently pressed against the back of his arms, one of your hands at his elbow as he pulled away and allowed his eyes to slowly open. His shadow was cast down onto you and you saw his eyes squint a little, his smile hidden by the mask he’d pulled back up after the kiss. On the other hand, your eyes were wide and your lips were barely parted, your eyes glistening as you looked over his mostly hidden smile. Your knees buckled under you and he helped make sure you didn’t fall, his chest pressed against yours.

“You done?” He asked as he helped you stand upright again. You were dazed just staring at your man and he smirked a little as he pulled his mask down again still standing close to you. “I see… You want everyone to know that you’re mine and vice versa? That’s it? That’s why you’re wearing my clothes today…? You want me to… Call you mine? Right?” He spoke quietly, he was ONLY talking to you, his deep voice getting a little more hoarse as he continued to drone on, his hands on your hips pulling you closer to him, his intense gaze still cast into your eyes. You swallow hard and nibble the inside of your cheek. “You want you to call you my baby? My beautiful, perfect baby girl? Hm? Is that why you’re acting out? Or… You want me to show you that I care more, right? Maybe… You want me to make dinner once? Or bring you flowers? Or watch you train? Or… Cheer you on? Right? Perhaps tease you a little… Or hold you this close all the time?”

You nod slowly and then look away already knowing what this was sort of leading up to but his slender fingers forced your gaze back on him.

“Look at me when I’m talking to you, baby,” he said softly as he tilted his head a little. “If you wanted that… Why didn’t you just say so? I can’t read minds… And I’m still relatively new to this whole… Romance scene,” he said softly as he gently stroked your cheek with his thumb. “You know this. I’m a little… Dense? I’m not sure if that’s the proper word. But…. You’re just… Ugh… I didn’t know that me hanging around people made you jealous- perhaps it’s in my best interest to just tell you how much you mean to me all of the time. You’d want that too, right? I know you would,” he said softly as his fingers gently trailed up your back. “Or… Maybe you want to have a little bit more sex? Is that apart of it?” The question made your eyes wide, skin burn with an invisible blush, and your jaw drop a little. He let out a hollow laugh in turn, gently pushing your jaw up to close your mouth with the tips of his fingers. “Baby steps. I got it. For now, let me just say this: You’re beautiful… All of your scars, curves, marks and all. Those coffee colored eyes of yours are so much more… Stupefying than any sharingan I have seen and will ever see…. The little spark they get when you’re determined, or that soft glisten when you get embarrassed,” he said as he looked over your whole face. “Your body… Your whole body… Is amazing… You don’t have to be slim to be an amazing shinobi; and so help me, my beautiful queen,” he says softly as he leans down so he’s eye level with you. “If you ever discredit yourself like that again, I’ll work you out so that you’re not able to move for the next week. You’re right on the fast track to be a fine shinobi- possibly even the greatest at that. Well… Not greater than me, but that’s another story and another conversation,” he said quietly as you were pushed back onto your bed while he stood over you. “Are those idiots getting into your head again?” His eyebrows furrowed a little as his hands slipped back into his pockets.

Finally you were able to find your words again and you crossed your legs out of habit. “Y-Yeah… For… Like… The past 3 weeks they’ve been telling me that I’m too slow… Or I’m too… Wide… Or making fun of me and my eyes, or making fun of how dark I am… Or making fun of my hair! My damn hair! It hurts… A lot… And we’re together, but I don’t want to be known as that abnormal girl that calls on her boyfriend every time she needs saving. I got it… Aight? I can handle that… But… That’s why I need YOUR praises…. To validate me I guess… I already know I’m THAT… girl… But I want to hear it from you… I want you,” you mumbled softly. “And the reason I’m dressed up like this is because I’m dressed up for Halloween- In America it’s a day where people dress up and do their makeup and hair and have fun at parties or go trick or treating to get candy and stuff! I’ve always loved it despite not being able to… Participate much,” you say softly as you rub your arm. “I dunno, I guess I just wanted to celebrate the holiday season this year- even if we never do it again, I at least want one memory of a great holiday season with mine… With you,” you say softly. He listens to everything you say with an opaque grin on his face.

“If that’s what you wanted, then why didn’t you just say that?” He said softly as he climbed over you, his hips barely resting in your lap as your heart skipped a beat. He pushed you to lay down on the bed and his hands rested right by your head, your eyes peering up at him with a soft grin rested on your face.

“I-I d-didn’t w-want to get told no… I d-didn’t want to… Bother you with something that seemed so insignificant… I didn’t want you to think of me as weak,” you say softly as he gently kisses your neck. You shuddered a little and bit your lip as you tilt your head up some.

“Well now’s your hot seat,” he huffed quietly against your neck. “Tell me what you want, tell me everything you want, and I’ll do it until you tell me that you don’t want it anymore,” he said as he looked back into your eyes, your hands rested against his chest as you thought for a moment before speaking again. “W-Well… I want you to call me your baby and vice versa… Or come up with a nickname or something… I want you to watch me train and root for me, I want you to let everyone know who I belong to, but allow me to show who you belong to, too… I want you to tease me and hold me close… Everywhere… I want you to go on dates with me and do holiday stuff with me… I want you to make me feel wanted and loved… I just fucking want *you* Kakashi…” you say softly as you look up at him. Upon gazing, you notice that his expression had soften significantly, and the hold he had on you was more protective than ever. “A-And I guess more s-sex would be cool,” you say softly and he chuckles quietly in return. You reach one of your hands up and gently cup his face, your thumb gently caressing his cheek. “You know… You should smile more… You’re quite handsome when you do… Well I mean you’re fine as hell either way, but I like it when you smile… And laugh like that…” you say softly as he leans his head into your hand a little more. He kisses your clothed palm and smiles just for you and suddenly you took on a breathless expression, your eyes halfway open as he blushed a little and you just took this moment to adore him, everything about him. “That’s what you want from me? Okay,” he said softly before moving to pin your hand weakly to the bed above you, his eyes both gazing into yours- well as much as he could anyway seeing as your hair practically swallowed your face leaving your bottom half of your face exposed for him. You could see him just fine, he just couldn’t see you… And for the moment that was fine. His gentle lips pressed against yours from above and your eyes fluttered shut as usual when this happened. You felt a little touch starved because he didn’t like contact very much, but he was warming up to it a little more. You wrapped one of your arms around his waist and pulled him closer, and then the two of you melted into each other on the bed in a fit of grunts, deep, passionate, soft kisses, dulcet giggles coming from the both of you, his hand wandering up your waist up the natural curve of your body as yours tried to find where his clothing allowed you access to his skin. You found it, your warm fingers contrasting against his lukewarm skin. He jolted a little and let out a groan before looking at you again, nibbling your lip gently before he pulled away. “You’re amazing,” he whispered quietly and breathlessly against your lips as you tried to control your breathing again.

“Says one of the most notable and historic ninja warriors of all time,” you say with a soft chuckle, moving your hair out of your face so you could look at him and so he could look at you.

“You know… Paths like that carry plenty of… Skeletons in the closet, right?” He said softly as his gaze intensified only a little bit.

“Yeah, and? You still made it… Everyone looks up to you… You’ve killed people and seen plenty of your own killed… And people that couldn’t handle it… Y’know… But, Kakashi Hatake,” you say softly as you turn his head back towards you and your own expression hardens a little. “No matter what, I’ll still love you like the day that I met you… Just like that day you first came to protect.. Well the other person- after they were bullying me… After you checked to make sure I was okay… Baby I love you, and as long as you love me too, I’m gonna be on your side. I’m your woman- I’m your queen, right? A queen needs her partner in royalty, and this house is our kingdom. You’re my king, and unapologetically mine… And I’m the same for you,” you say quietly as you sit up and smile a little. “I know you haven’t been sleeping, Kashi,” you say softly as you gently kiss his lips. “I’m not a super heavy sleeper… You’re safe now, though,” you say softly as you run your fingers through his hair. “Let me go make dinner tonight and… C-Can I decorate?” You whispered softly, expecting a no as you turned and gently pushed him to make him lay on the bed and he chuckled softly, gently grabbing your hand.

“If decorations are what you want, then I don’t have a problem with it,” he said softly, kissing the back of your hand gently. Your skin burned with an invisible flush and you pulled the covers up on him, trying to make the room just a little more homey so that he could sleep better.

“I… Wow… Um… Okay,” you say softly, lighting a candle and setting it on the nightstand, standing in the doorway. “I d-don’t know if I said this already, but I’m gonna make a hot pot for dinner… And I’ll go see if there are any pumpkins in the area… I’ll make us some pumpkin bread and make some cookies for the kids,” you say with a beaming smile, looking at your sleepy man who was already cuddling a pillow on his way to sleep. He admired your soothing voice, able to relax for the first time in a long time, and how the golden sun gave you a gilded glow that made your skin twinkle and your eyes illuminate the room. He had never felt so lucky to have someone as good as you to him, and that was the last thing he saw- or thought- before he slipped off into dreamland and you disappeared behind the door to excitedly start dinner.

[the-writer-nerd-ro]

Christmas Party Panic

Christmas/Holiday present and general OC fun for @brainyxbat and @spyrkle4 and @barely-nok read to find out which BH6 character or OC says the f-word.

Seth stretched, their back tingling and aching as they pulled a lush, soft Christmas sweater over their chest, where the scars of surgery had primarily healed, and their back, where the scars were still a little raw.

“Good morning my king,” Morgan mumbled, sleepily reaching for her tube of toothpaste and almost putting lotion on her toothbrush instead. Seth gently corrected her, far more used to being awake early in the morning than their drowsy girlfriend. 

“Morning, sugar,” Seth smirked, “Are you excited for the party?”

“For the… That’s today?” Morgan still didn’t understand how she’d been invited to this party. By all accounts, it didn’t make sense. Things between her and Hiro were tolerant, maybe even a tad protective, but not exactly warm. Wasabi and Fred kind of liked her, but all of them liked Seth and Seth loved Morgan, so Morgan made it to the guestlist for The Lucky Cat Cafe Christmas party.

The guestlist was actually getting pretty long. That was Ari’s fault. If it were up to Hiro, it would just be Big Hero 6, Ari, and Megan. Fred had insisted on inviting Seth which had landed Morgan on the guestlist as well, but Ari was the one throwing around invites to anyone who smiled at her. Which included all of the Ferns, Sienna, Rachel and her folks, and now some random coffee patron.

"You can't add strangers to the guestlist, Ariel.” 

“Doesn’t seem like she’s a stranger to me,” Ari smirked, jerking her head towards Wasabi, who was nervously stumbling over his words and rubbing his neck as he talked to a short girl with green streaks in her hair.

“Look at him,” Ari gigled, “he’s smitten. You’ve got to let him invite Venus. They’re so cute together. You got to invite Megan.” Hiro blushed at the mention of Megan. 

“That’s different. And isn’t he already inviting someone?” 

“No, that’s different, Khary is his brother. You’re inviting me.” 

“You’re not invited, you live here. Khary doesn’t live here. He’s cool though, and I know him, so it’s okay. I don’t know Venus. Too many people are coming to this party.” Hiro ran his fingers through his hair, seeming a little irritated and not very festive. Ari knew that this was difficult for him, his first Christmas without Tadashi. She’d hoped surrounding him with friends, old and new, would help him, but he just seemed uncomfortable. 

Ari placed a gentle hand on his shoulder, “What’s wrong?”

“Last year it was just different. I’m glad that you’re here, you’re the best change that ever could’ve happened. But last year… And Morgan…” 

Ari frowed. She hadn’t been around Morgan much but she liked her. Morgan was confusing and intriguing and always seemed like she was down for a good though slightly illegal time. Rachel had met her once and quietly commented that Morgan reminded her of Katie, if Katie was human and nice. 

“What about Morgan?” Hiro didn’t seem to like Morgan much, though Ari had never really understood why, until Hiro answered her.

“Morgan was Tadashi’s girlfriend. Now she’s what? Turned around and found somebody new?”

“Seth is really cool, you shouldn’t be upset at them.”

“I’m not upset at them! I don’t care about them. I’m upset that Morgan moved on so fast.” 

“I’m sure it wasn’t easy for her, Hiro. But maybe talking to her today will help.” 

Hiro was about to disagree when Wasabi came over, grinning like a fool.

“I got Venus's number! And she’s coming to the party.” Wasabi did a quick little happy dance. 

“Congrats,” Hiro muttered, disappearing upstairs. 

“Is he okay?” Wasabi asked. 

Ari bit her lip, wondering how much she should explain.

“He’s just nervous about the party,” she finally managed. 

“Ah. Well, me too, actually. I should, uh, I should go home and change…” The fact that this was kind of a date with the cute Botany Major had just occurred to Wasabi, and his face morphed into a panic.

“I’m looking forward to meeting your brother!” Ari called before Wasabi could run out of the cafe.

Wasabi hesitated, “What?”

“Didn’t you invite Khary?” 

His eyes widened, “I forgot my whole brother.” Ari stifled a laugh. She knew as well as anyone that love could make you do boarderline stupid things. 

"Well, don't forget him before the party."

"I won't," Wasabi promised, heading out.

Unlike her brother, Ari was excited about having so many people around for Christmas. While she loved Aunt Cass and Hiro, she knew her family was much larger than just them. It included all the wonderful people who had come into her life this past year. She wished Juniper could be on the guestlist, and that Karmi could be more than an unanswered invitation. She missed her dear friends and hadn't stopped worrying about either since the mutations, which had hit everyone pretty hard. They deserved a nice Christmas after everything that had happened. She just hoped Hiro would be a little more in the Holiday spirit later.

Hiro wasn't the only reluctant party guest. Actually, it seemed like reluctance was infectious. Morgan hadn't started feeling merry and Wasabi's last minute invite couldn't even leave her bedroom, too nervous and indecisive. 

"Sweetheart," Malia Woods said, putting a hand on Venus' shoulder, "you look wonderful. This Wesley fellow will be lucky to be your date tonight."

"Are you sure?" Venus spun in her Santa dress, looking like a million bucks, and her mom laughed.

"Yes, Cath, he's going to swoon when he sees you."

"Jack was making fun of me earlier," Venus frowned. She really did hate her older brother and his cruel jokes.

"Jack has been reprimanded. And he's out with friends tonight anyway, you have nothing to worry about. Come on, honey. Let's get you to your party." 

Venus nodded, taking a deep breath, mustering her confidence, and putting on a Santa hat.

"Let's go."

"Come on, Morgan, let's go! We need to leave now if we want to run errands before the party." Seth was many things but late was rarely one of them.

"Hold onto your horses, babe. It's not easy looking this perfect."

"It's not that hard, I do it all the time," Seth retorted, setting down three tins of decorated cookies and crossing their arms.

Morgan laughed, "I can't argue with you there…" Finally she emerged, makeup flawless, wearing a sweater that matched  Seth's. Seth's was green and said "All I Want for Christmas is You," with an arrow pointing at Morgan. Morgan's was red and said the same, with an arrow pointing at Seth. As tempting as it had been to buy even dumber couple's sweaters, they'd settled on something sweet that would still nauseate their friends and family.

"We look great," Seth said, grabbing the cookie tins.

"We're missing something, hold on." Morgan produced two pairs of reindeer antler headbands and plopped one down on Seth's head, before putting on her own. 

"Perfect," Seth agreed, though they knew it was cheesy. 

They were not half as cheesy as Sadie’s boyfriends, who opened the door to their apartment donned in a two person Christmas sweater that declared that Bennet was the naughty one and Dalton was the nice one.

“Oh my gosh,” Morgan snickered.

“Are you guys okay? Dalton? Bennet? Is this a punishment? Blink twice if my sister is holding you hostage.”

Dalton jerked his head at his slightly shorter boyfriend, “It was his idea.” 

Seth’s mouth formed an O, “Bennet, I thought you were the sensible one.” 

Bennet smirked, “This is great. Dalton has to hug me the entire time we’re wearing this.” While Bennet tended to gravitate more toward giving gifts and Dalton was more centered around acts of service it was obvious that one of Bennet’s love languages was physical touch.

“I’m touching his butt,” Dalton said with a shrug and a sly smile. 

“Is Sadie here?” 

“Yeah, but she’s being a real Grinch,” Bennet said, loud enough for Sadie to overhear. 

“You guys left me out of the Christmas sweater,” Sadie said, coming over.

“Sorry,” Dalton said sheepishly.

Sadie smiled, “I’m not mad at you, goof. What’s up, Seth, Morgan? You guys look adorable.” 

“Thanks. We brought you cookies! We have one more delivery to make before we go to this Christmas party later, so we can’t stay, but I’m really glad we got to see you!” Morgan seemed a bit more cheerful, but she was still nervous about the party. 

“I’m glad I got to see this,” Seth said, gesturing at Dalton and Bennet.

“Have fun at your party, I’m sure these cookies will be great,” Sadie said, taking the tin.

“Did Morgan make them?” Bennet asked, a bit skeptical.

“No, don’t worry,” Seth laughed.

“Hey, I can bake!”

“Mm, sure you can, sugar.” Seth kissed Morgan’s cheek, having to tiptoe per usual, though not as much since the incident. 

“I know you have to leave but you’ll have to join us for hot chocolate and S’mores sometime after Christmas. Dalton makes the best,” Sadie said.

“We’ll hold you to it.” They had one more couple to visit before they headed to the party, which was already getting started. 

“Ari, this is my little brother Khary. Hiro, I guess you two probably remember each other?” 

“Yeah, what’s up, man?” Hiro and Khary exchanged a fist bump and Khary shook Ari’s hand. 

“Just vibing,” Khary laughed, “It’s nice to meet you, Ari.”

“Nice to meet you too. Wasabi talks about you all the time."

"Wasabi?"

"Oh that's their nickname for me. You can use it too, Khare."

"Cool. It's uh, it's nice to know you have friends who care enough to give you nicknames." Wasabi smiled a moment but it was clear he was distracted, watching the door, waiting for his crush. The door opened and Wasabi held his breath, but it was just Megan and Chief Cruz.

"Hey, I know you, you go to my school!" Megan said, coming over and striking up a conversation with Ari, Hiro, and Khary.

"Yeah? I think I might've seen you around… I'm Khary."

"Megan. You were in Mary Poppins, right? I wrote about your performance for the school paper."

"Oh, cool!" Wasabi was obviously overjoyed that his baby brother was getting along with the others, but he was more concerned about his date. What if she decided not to come? What if she thought all this was too much? But, sure enough, Catherine "Venus" Woods made her grand entrance, instantly taking Wasabi's breath away.

"You look amazing, Venus. I'm so glad you came."

Venus instantly blushed, "You look nice too, Wesley."

"Oh, uh, you can call me Wasabi, all my friends do."

She nodded and made a note of it, "I really like your sweater."”

“Oh, really? I made it.” 

“You made that? Whoa. You’re so talented.”

“You’re pretty talented yourself,” Wasabi commented, “I’ve seen the project that got you into SFIT. That’s crazy cool.” 

Venus instinctively pushed her hair in front of her face, nervous and blushing. 

“T-thank you.” Khary nudged Wasabi’s leg with his foot and Wasabi remembered that he and Venus weren’t the only two people in the universe. 

“Venus, this is my little brother Khary.” Wasabi affectionately grabbed the teen by his shoulders.

“Oh,” Venus smiled, “Nice to meet you!” 

“And these are my friends Ari, Hiro, and Megan. Ari and Hiro’s aunt owns the cafe”

“You work here sometimes, don’t you, Wasabi?” Venus asked, since he was the whole reason she’d become a regular here. 

“Yeah, it’s been my part time job since high school.” He frowned, momentarily, thinking about Tadashi who had gotten him this job and more importantly had gotten him to this point in his life. This Christmas would be hard. He glanced at Hiro, noticing for the first time that all these changes, all these new people that Tadashi hadn’t known were really shaking the kid. 

“We’re late,” Morgan said, her leg jittering in the passengers’ seat, “maybe we shouldn’t go. Maybe we should just drop off the cookies with Kei and skip the party.”

“We’re gonna drop off these cookies and at least make an appearance at the party. Fred asked me to come, and I’m sure everyone is going to be glad to see you.”

“Sure,” Morgan rolled her eyes.

“Hey, our friends love you.”

“Your friends,” Morgan reminded, “you’re the one everyone likes.”

“That’s not true. Hiro’s little sister likes you.”

“Oh, yeah, well she’s different. She’s cool. Have you seen what she can do with the…” Morgan mimicked water bending, and Seth laughed.

“Not sure if I have. Haven’t exactly been on the anti-hero scene as long as you, babe.” Seth kept Morgan talking, distracted from her concerns about the party until they pulled up at their second stop. 

“Kei’s gonna love these,” Morgan said cheerfully, still over the moon that she had met and befriended her favorite performer. 

“We did good,” Seth agreed. Seth loved that Morgan had gotten to meet her idol but DJ Parasite had become so much more than music they drank to, Kei had sort of become like a mom to Seth. A really weird, young, cool mom.

Morgan knocked on the door to Kei’s apartment.

“I’m coming, I’m coming, hold on!” Kei yelled across the apartment, and there was a crashing sound before the door was unlocked.

“Oh my gosh,” Kei said, eying the sweaters, “you two look adorable. I didn’t think I could ship this more but I do.” 

Seth laughed, “Thank you.”

“Mr. Claus won’t match with me, but, ugh, I’m loving this.” Kei drew Morgan and Seth into a hug without warning, pulling them slightly into the apartment.

“We made and decorated cookies,” Morgan said, holding up the tin.

“Oh! Thank you! I think I have your presents ready, hold on.” Morgan and Seth stood there, waiting, as Kei disappeared, yelling down the hallway, “BABE! DO YOU KNOW WHERE THE GIFTS FOR THE KIDS ARE?”

Seth couldn’t help chuckling at the response, “They’re under the Christmas tree, dumbass.” 

“Right, obviously.” Kei dashed over to the tree and came back with two matching gift bags.

“It’s simple but if you don’t like it tell me, or, well just I’ll probably end up getting you something else as well so that’s a placeholder for now.”

“Do you want us to open it now?” Seth asked, taking the bag addressed to them. 

“No, I don’t wanna see your faces if you’re disappointed in them.”

“I’m sure we’re going to love them, Kei,” Morgan assured.

“Hope so. Oh! Before you leave, look up!” Seth and Morgan looked up in unison, a blush tinting both of their faces when they saw the mistletoe over the door. Seth glanced at Morgan who nodded and leaned down for a quick but sweet kiss. 

"See? Moth uses the mistletoe!" Kei shouted down the hall to her husband. 

"I don't need a parasite plant to kiss my parasite wife!"

"Well, we'll let you get to kissing," Morgan snorted, "we have places to be anyway."

"So are you excited for the party now?" Seth asked as they walked back to the car, pulling out the bit of tissue paper in the bag and revealing a lovely little bird ornament with soft fake feathers, "Oh, this is cute! What did you get?"

Morgan opened her own bird ornament, which was made out of gears and other steampunk parts. Morgan giggled, "Kei is nutso. These are going on our tree immediately."

"Are you excited about the party?" Seth asked again, for the third time today, actually.

The rest of this story will be in the fucking reblog I guess

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TenMiko isn’t canon dumbass. Himiko’s feelings were out of regret on treating Tenko terribly. Not because she’s in with her. Not to mention Himiko’s canonical straight, she fantasizes herself being surrounded by men, blushes when Kokichi flirts with her and flirts with Shuichi. She shows no reaction when a girl compliments her. If you want Tenko to be happy, ship her with someone who she naturally develops a relationship, not forced herself. Don’t treat survivor’s guilt as romantic feelings.

Now it’s pretty rare that I get comments like this. I was honest to god a little confused when this arrived in my message box out of nowhere, but while I really would rather just ignore this, I cannot let this comment stand. At no point did I ever say that Himiko’s feelings were survivors guilt. At no point did I say the two of them were canonically in love. All I did was talk about what it would be like if they WERE romatically involved. However, this anon here seems to think shipping Tenmiko is completely impossible, and that you’re only allowed to ship a ship that is canon. Is that true? Far from it, obviously. About 95% of Danganronpa ships aren’t canon. About 95% of ships from any series aren’t canon. However, it seems you don’t understand my reasonings for enjoying a ship such as this one that really deserves to be enjoyed. So while I wouldn’t want to do this, you’ve forced my hand, so let me tell you

Why Tenmiko is a valid ship

To start off with, let’s get one thing out of the way. I can totally understand not shipping these two. Tenko’s strong feelings to Himiko are mostly one-sided, and she gets way too attached to the point where she’s a creep. Also, for a large chunk of the game, Himiko seems to like Angie a little more. However, Tenko’s obsessiveness is all just to make Himiko impressed, because she admires her and wants her to notice, and Himiko is VERY obviously upset when Tenko dies. Also, while some may say that Himiko hated Tenko, I don’t believe that for one second. I think Himiko really DID care for Tenko. I know it seems a little weird that she only realised how much happiness Tenko gave her AFTER she died, but personally, I get the feeling that Himiko always valued Tenko's company and simply didn't realise it. In fact, I've been through something similar in my life. I have a close friend, who initially tried to insert himself into my friend group on his own, and at the beginning, he annoyed us and most of us rejected him. I look back and realise that that person was about 80% of the happiness in my life by that point, and somehow he's still one of my best friends today. I can never forgive myself for treating him the way I did, and I'm pretty sure Himiko felt the same. What I'm saying is, on a spiritual level, I understand Himiko's complex emotions in this chapter, and I feel that she is redeemable, which I will stand by. This does not mean I’m translating it as a romantic attraction. Don’t you dare say I’m treating someone’s death as a romantic subplot, because that’s not the case. Also, Himiko’s canonically straight and Tenko...I think is Bi at least? But tell me this anon? Give me one good reason why I should give a fuck? Hajime Hinata seems to be canonically straight, particularly during Chiaki’s FTE’s, when she falls on him, he specifically states that his heart starts beating really loud. But is Hinanami the biggest ship involving Hajime? No! Komahina is! Shuichi and Kaede have a lot of romantic chemistry during the first few chapters. Are they a huge ship? No! Not as big as Oumasai! A ship and a character’s sexuality doesn’t have to come into play AT ALL when it comes to shipping. If you seriously think that, then you’re clearly new to how ships work. The very idea of shipping is that you take two (or more) characters, that can be of any gender, age, race, or even franchise (Nagito X Sans) as an example and pair them together romantically. THAT’S how ships work!

Also, I know they don’t outright say it, but the Anon who sent this to me specifically says that “Himiko blushes when Kokichi compliments her” or something, so in a way, are you trying to say that Oumeno is a more wholesome ship than Tenmiko? I’m sorry but...there’s literally only one way I can describe that. Complete and utter bullshit! To start off with, the only reason that happened is because they needed a bit of comedy, and Himiko is kind of the one comedic character that makes it this far. In general, and I’m not here to knock on Oumeno or anything, but Kokichi and Himiko’s relationship is probably the MOST toxic relationship Himiko has. There are only two big moments these two have together that could mean anything. One is the one I just mentioned, with that stupid “Maybe you like me?” joke in Chapter 5, and the other is how he tells her not to lie to herself and let her emotions out at the end of the Third Case. Generally though, Himiko dislikes Kokichi, like most of the other killing game participants do. Not only that, but in the very least, Tenko never bullied Himiko. There’s a point where Kokichi insults Himiko for having a flat chest, which is an insult I think that is SO dated, but this is not the setup for a healthy relationship. Tenmiko is genuinely a much more healthy relationship, even if it’s not romantic. On top of that, it is never ever confirmed if Kokichi actually said that. It was KAITO in the exisal at the time, so HE’S the one who said that. Whether it was part of Kokichi’s script or if he adlibbed it, since he states he had to adlib some parts, it is never known.

The big issue many people focus on is Tenko’s obsession with Himiko, but when it comes to knocking on this ship, that is literally all people focus on, because they don’t want to admit that is literally the only major thing that is anything close to wrong with it. I honestly think this is just biased. Himiko and Tenko actually have a pretty strong, solid and healthy relationship for the most part, and most people just don’t seem to understand that. In Kaede’s FTE’s with Tenko in the first chapter, she states her attraction towards Himiko is because she admires how she’s a showperson as well as how she has a thing for magical girls. Alongside that, she says that she loves small cute things, and that is exactly what Himiko is. Tenko does not obsess over Himiko, more than she obsesses over how small and cute she finds her. I guess you could say she’s a lolicon in a way, but let’s just...not talk about that. People say that Tenko’s obsession becomes borderline creepy and stalkerish, and while I understand that, I think I should remind everyone what “obsession” actually means. “An obsession” is to be in the state of being obsessed with someone or something. I could say this much that most people love the people in their family, and they have pretty happy and healthy relationships with them and spend a lot of time with them. This. THIS is an obsession. If you think obsessions to people are unhealthy, then that means your relationship with your whole family is unhealthy, in spite of how happy you are. Before anyone outright says that obsessions and love are different, I KNOW! Tenko isn’t a fucking yandere! People think obsessions to people are bad because of yandere tropes, but it can actually come in many different forms, and genuine care and affection is one of them, which is exactly what Tenko tries to show Himiko.

When Tenko and Himiko first met, I don’t doubt Himiko was scared and a bit weirded out by her, but Tenko was nice and encouraged her, and I think Himiko took it the wrong way. Himiko isn’t the type of person to avoid girls so much as she’s the type of person to avoid people in general. She was bullied in her old school, and I think the immense encouragement and support of Tenko would be a bit of new ground for her. As of such, she probably just thought Tenko was strange, because all of this were strange things to her. Himiko pushes Tenko away frustratingly because she thinks she’s simply trying to manipulate her, but the irony is that in the process of trying to avoid being manipulated by Tenko, she basically gets brainwashed by Angie. When ANGIE dies though, Himiko seems to realise what’s actually happened since then, and she realizes that because of all that happened, Tenko didn’t get any of the affection that she was genuinely trying to put on Himiko. When Tenko dies immediately after, Himiko is the first to lift the cage and calls out her name in panic, realizing that Tenko’s affection was not only genuine, but also returned, and she never ever got a chance to thank her for trying to make her a better person. And I genuinely believe that Himiko and Tenko make each other better people for sure!

As for any other reasons why I ship these two, I think their parallels are really interesting. To start off with, their general colorization is a frequently used parallels for duos. Himiko has a red skirt and red hair, as well as a red underside to her cape in her promo art, and Tenko’s outfit has a particularly outstanding blue theme to it. Another parallel, and I actually found this out while browsing, is that Hat’s and Headbands are parallels of each other, and each of them wear one (Himiko’s wizard hat and Tenko’s pinwheel headband) Lastly, there’s the contrast in personality, and this is the main reason why I ship these two. I love it when two people can have romantic attraction despite being almost opposite in nature, because their two personalities can collide, and it makes each of them better people. This is not only the case for Tenmiko, but also the case for Shuichi and Kaede, and also Kaito and Maki, AKA two ships that are basically canon (for the most part) so I really don’t see why Tenmiko’s lack on canonicity makes it a bad ship anymore, when it’s basically the same dynamic as these two. Tenko is quick, energetic and aggressive, while Himiko is slow, lazy and weak willed for a big part of the game, and I think these two counteract each other pretty well. It’s not the greatest group of parallels, but in this case, I think the opposites certainly do attract.

Tenmiko is a healthy, strong, fun and valid ship, and there is nothing you can do to change my mind. I will be supportive of this ship for a very long time from now.

[eyepatchdate]

Character questions for girls! 17+18 for Akane, 22+29 for Sennestra, 32 for both. (38 for Tav because I don't want to leave him out :p)

SORRY I FORGOT TO ANSWER THESE.  From the post located here.

17. Do they like to take photos? What do they like to take photos of? Selfies? What do they do with their photos?

Akane is really big on the photo reel.  She’s definitely the kind of person who goes through her photos when she’s bored to delete the ones she shouldn’t keep so that she has more space.  She also definitely uses a computer to store them because they accumulate over the years.  She only takes pictures with her phone, the digital age is kind to her lol.

She takes pictures of things around her, she definitely has a few shots of the places she goes most (her room, her house, places she walks often outside).  She would take pictures of things she sees (pretty buildings, fountains, nature, cute animals).  She would also take selfies, but usually only whenever she’s wearing a new outfit or if she’s with friends.  She definitely likes taking pictures of herself when other people are in it as well, she likes gathering memories.

I can totally see her making scrapbooks when a time or event really strikes her, but she probably keeps those to herself.  She would only share them when she really trusts someone and wants to be very open with them.  (and when a right time happens for her to show them as well).

18. What’s their favourite genre of: books, music, tv shows, films, video games and anything else 

Akane loooooves romance novels.  Big epic ones or trashy silly ones, she adores them all with the same amount of love.  She especially loves medieval-themed romances.  Music-wise she would probably listen to mostly pop songs or classical music.  I can’t really see her enjoying any “harder” music.  TV shows is similar to her book loves, she would love shows like Merlin.  For films she would like foreign artsy films, I think.  Aaand for video games, I don’t usually see her as a gamer, but if she’s going to do anything, it would be to play healer in an MMO with her friends, lol.  She makes her character look pretty and sweet.  I MAYBE could see her getting into rp, which, if that was the case, she would have at least two characters.  One a sweet magical girl and the other a valiant but shy male knight.  She’s baaaaaasically projecting hardcore lol.

22. What are their favourite insults to use? What do they insult people for? Or do they prefer to bitch behind someone’s back? 

If she isn’t swearing, Sennestra would probably call people ‘coward’ a lot, or just literally spit at them.  She definitely bitches both to people’s face and behind their backs--when something bothers her she can be a bit Queen Bitch about it.  I see her using a lot of universe-appropriate swear words when she has something specific to insult too.

Sennestra is definitely the type of person where you’re safe from all perceived slights if you’re her friend, but if you’re her enemy you never escape her glare.

29. What do they do when they find out someone else’s fear? Do they tease them? Or get very over protective? 

For this, I think it depends on the gravity of the fear.  If it’s something small that the person is sort of brushing off themselves even as they confess it, Sennestra would poke fun at them.  Gently, if she’s friends with the person.  This is especially the case if it’s spiders or something little that’s more a minor phobia than a true fear. (And, for these minor things, as long as the relationship wouldn’t be too harmed by it, she’d be the type to do like leaving a rubber spider on the back of someones chair to surprise them later, etc).

If it’s a more serious fear though, especially if it’s the fear of someone she really cares about, Sennestra would be overprotective.  She wouldn’t TALK about it, really, and she’s not good at that kind of close comfort kind of way of addressing fears, but she would be sure to put herself between that fear and the person who is afraid.  Once she’s aware, she would always try to shield them from it, as much as she can.

If it isn’t a physical fear, then she HAS to talk, and while she’s inelegant about that, she would try to do her best to assure the person who is afraid, and would try to reassure them with her own strength.

32. What do they dress like? What sorta shops do they buy clothes from? Do they wear the fashion that they like? What do they wear to sleep? Do they wear makeup? What’s their hair like? 

I’m going to limit myself to a modern universe for this ask or I’ll never get through it.  I’ll start with Akane.  Akane dresses very very femme, lots of pretty dresses and bright colors moreso than dark.  She likes accessories and makeup and prettying herself up.  She buys clothes from stores that sell more clothes for women than men, the sort of store that really has a lot of different fashion-lines to choose from.  She LOVES the clothes she wears.  To sleep, she would wear cute pjs with patterns she likes.  Her pjs would always match.  Her hair is a very dramatic bob, with her hair longer in the front and shorter in the back.  She usually wears it down without much else done to it, but sometimes she will but barrettes or headbands on for fun.  She almost never ties it back at all and would only do so if she’s doing yardwork or something extremely physical like that.

Sennestra is a mix of practicality and goth and while she would dress fancy when the situation calls, for the typical day she wears clothes that she can move quickly in.  When she was younger I think she leaned more heavily into the goth thing, but as she grows older the color scheme remains, but the clothes would change.  She probably buys her clothes from stores that sell clothes for professionalism or sports.  To sleep she probably just wears a big T-Shirt and that’s it.  She’ll wear shorts if other people are around but typically probably wouldn’t bother.  Sennestra wears makeup but she doesn’t change it up very often, but she likes wearing heavy eye makeup and lipstick.  Sennestra’s hair is short, and she styles it to line up with her jawline, but it’s very coarse.

38. What do they admire in others? What talents do they wish they had? 

Tavon admires people who are sure in their ideals and goals, and while he does have those himself, he actually tends to hide his own insecurity about his choices.  He wants so deeply to be sure of his path that he sort of projects the questionlessness he thinks he has onto others and admires it, even when he assumes he possess it as well.  Later, he does possess it, but he does still admire it, especially when someone’s goal does not align with his own--he finds differing perspectives interesting.  (A side note, but he is more often to lessen or remove his own goals in the face of other’s, though--but sometimes that is a good thing).

He also admires practical skills, especially combat-related ones in most universes.  He admires bravery and daring, those who are willing to push for what they think is right.

He wishes he was better at connecting honestly with people--an honest connection is something he struggles with.  Falsely, it is easy for him, he’s a spy, he can play the game perfectly, but trust and true connection often evade him, or are quite difficult.  He looks to people who truly care for and love each other and admires those deep feelings.

He also generally admires any specific skillset that isn’t one he’s particularly trained in--even as a spy its not like he can be a master of everything, so sometimes he needs a specialist.  It depends on universe, but Tavon Prime would wish he had better mechanical technological aptitude (as his skills lie mainly in slicing).

[vios-rockland-corner]

Sasha Holmes Full Bio

Rockland OC for the Rockland universe created by Runawayoutlaw and Rottenbonethief.  She is also the MC I utilize for the “Rumors of Rockland” series.

Name: Sasha Holmes

Age: 23 (pre-time skip)

Height: 5′4″

Occupation: Administrative Assistant

Degree: BS in Business Administration

Background:

Sasha grew up in an average healthy household.  She values keeping a good image and studying or working to the best of her abilities to both keep her parents happy and make the best possible future for herself.

She went to a local college from her hometown and usually worked on the weekends and during the summer to save up as much money as possible for a future move (much to Pierce’s chagrin).  After graduating, she worked full-time in her town for two more years.  Besides short trips, she’s never really been anywhere else.

Her career path is something she’s chosen more for stability, flexibility and ladder climbing options.  While whatever job she takes is always important to her, she never seemed to have a calling to venture into another field.  She’ll just say she’ll use hobbies outside of work to get some more excitement in her life.

She has a strong sense of morals and doesn’t believe you should act towards another person in a way that you wouldn’t want them to act towards you.  She might come off as “goody goody” sometimes, but her best friend Pierce knows how to get her to loosen up.  She won’t necessarily denounce or reprimand someone right away (especially if she doesn’t know them well).  She’ll listen or watch a little first before making a decision.  Still, she has boundaries she won’t cross.

She likes to have full control of her life and enjoys when everything is going smoothly.  Job going well and she has a fairly planned routine.  For the most part at least.  Sasha has a strange tendency to either gravitate towards/get roped into doing or noticing things that she’d consider out-of-the-ordinary.  This may very well be a subconscious trait of hers that she doesn’t realize herself.  

She’ll sometimes even add some spice or variety to her life of her own volition even when everything is going fine.  It’s usually small things though such as joining track in high school (most people expected her to join an honor club) or owning a Venus flytrap.  Hell, people even wonder why her best friend is someone like Pierce (he’s a bit more of a daredevil at times and likes to push her buttons).  

So you could say, she’s well-behaved overall but can gravitate towards things that shake things up in her life.  Too MUCH monotony in one’s life can make you feel bored at times.

The reason she moved to Rockland was to challenge herself by starting fresh in a place where she had no friends, family or reputation to get her by.  She figures if she can make a comfortable living by herself, there’s nothing she won’t be able to accomplish in life.  Essentially, she’s uprooting herself on purpose to see if she can take the reins and gain back that control and smooth living she had back in her hometown.  Rockland just happened to check some boxes off a list of hers.  She never thought the place in general would be very eventful for her...

~Trivia~

- She used to wear a sweatband when she did track in high school.  While she stopped doing track after she entered college, she kind of missed the feeling of the sweatband.  That’s why she wears a headband a lot out in public.

- Her favorite color is red.

- Favorite bar drinks to order are a vodka soda and tequila sunrise.

- Her favorite animal is a duck.  If a guy asked Pierce how someone should start off on the best foot with Sasha, he’ll say, “Do you have any photos of ducks on your phone?”  They will usually think he’s messing with them, but honestly he’s not.  He’ll also say though, “Has to be ones YOU took.  No google images man, that’s cheating.”

- Ironically she hates geese.  Ducks are cute, but geese scare her.  “They’re bigger and they hiss!”

- She owns a Venus flytrap named “Hydra.”  It’s her second one.  Her first one was named “Audrey II” after her favorite film, “Little Shop of Horrors” (1986).  She insists it’s not a big deal and it’s just the media that exaggerates the “carnivorous plant” bit.  They don’t need meat that often.

- She HATES if you call her “Sherlock” or make a reference to the famous book character because of her last name.  She does not find it amusing.  Minor reactions from her include a grimace, eye roll or eye twitch while major reactions (usually just reserved for people she knows well like Pierce) include an elbow to the side or a stomp on the foot.

-  Back at home, she loved playing pool with Pierce.  While she got pretty good, Pierce is ridiculously talented in billiards.  He often would wipe the floor with her, but she refused to allow him to go easy on her.  Even when he can AND will beat her without allowing her a turn (if he’s lucky enough with the ball arrangement that he can consecutively pocket a ball each turn).  The difficult challenge always gave Sasha a bit of thrill in her life.

- Pierce used to be the one that get Sasha out to do anything since she usually spent most of her time either studying or working.  Sasha appreciated this, but now is curious if she’s capable of being a little more proactive now that she’s by herself.

[uncloseted]

Effy’s Closet Watches Skins: 302 “Cook”

Hey everyone! I'm back with another recap. I've always found this episode to be a bit of nonsense and i've never loved Cook as much as the other characters, but I think it gives a lot of insight into who he is and what motivates him.  More under the cut!

- I’m still annoyed about the music change. I get why they had to do it but whoever chose the replacement music really didn't even try. I've said this before, but the original music isn't just music- it adds emotion, but it also adds commentary and lets us know what the characters are feeling. This is missing that. 

- Cook and the boys are wandering down the street. It's Cook's 17th birthday, and he's having a party. Freddie says he hopes some people will show up; JJ says he invited half the college. It's a throwaway line, but I think it's actually pretty important- Cook wants people to pay attention to him, to think he's funny, to witness his debauchery. He wants people to like him despite how hard he tries not to give a shit about anyone or anything. So he invited everyone to make sure some people would come. Cook almost gets into a fight with some posh kids and looks thrilled about it. They're at Uncle Keith's pub and I'm a bit offended that the bartender is named Christina. It seems like Uncle Keith might be the only adult male influence Cook has had in his life in a long time, which explains some of why he is the way that he is. He introduces Freddie and JJ. Cook has an earring, which I don't think I've noticed before now. Keith is telling stories about his wild days and I think Cook feels like he needs to live up to those stories. Cook claims that Uncle Keith is a legend and JJ asks who exactly Keith is a legend to. Cook, who's looked up to Uncle Keith for a long time, seems really offended by the idea that Uncle Keith isn't a legend to *everyone*. 

- Enter the girls. Cook says, "Look, man. Look at that. Quality totty. That's top shelf shit" about Effy to Freddie and then "hey baby" to Effy and puts his arm around her. Effy looks very uncomfortable. At this point in time, Cook really views Effy as being a hot girl more than anything else. Freddie looks upset by this. Then Cook declares that his party will be legendary, which it clearly is not. There's also an interesting throwaway interaction with this guy who wanders into the pub. Cook says the guy burnt his house, and the guy apologizes. Cook's life is clearly very hectic if his house is being burned down by some random dude, and yet he doesn't feel like that's enough. His party needs to be wild, crazy, legendary.

- Effy and Freddie share a really nice "Cook is crazy" look, and for the first time in this episode she seems happy that she came. They sing "For he's a jolly good fellow" and Effy looks very unamused and bored with how tame this whole situation is. "He's already had half a bottle of vodka" says JJ. "Really? How crazy" deadpans Effy. She looks about ready to leave, except Freddie is there so we all know she won't. The gang does tequila shots, and Cook howls. JJ joins in, excited to be included, and Freddie begrudgingly follows along. Effy gives him this cute little understanding smile. I just noticed that the headband she's wearing has star studs on it. Freddie says that Effy will like JJ's magic trick, and what I love about this is that he's right. Effy is all "what? He does magic?" And then she's totally amused by JJ's magic trick. It's one of the first times we see her smile like that in the series, which doesn't mean anything right now, but it's interesting in the context of her mum saying that she likes magic. I think part of the reason JJ likes her so much is that she really, unapologetically likes his magic tricks. She spends so much time being unimpressed about pretty much everything else that I think her liking his magic makes JJ feel special. She seems uncomfortable with Cook drinking the goldfish- the other girls definitely are. 

- Pandora pukes, and Cook is excited- that means they're having a good time. Freddie and Effy share another glance, and then Naomi enters. She looks vulnerable, like she's not quite sure what she's doing there.  For Naomi, this is being brave. The guy who harasses her and the girl who tells lies about her in one room... all because she wants to see Emily. Katie makes a lesbian joke, and Emily hisses, "Shh... I've told you to fucking... Just leave it, ok?" Clearly they've had this conversation about Naomi before, and it gives us a hint that maybe Emily has been standing up to Katie more in private. Cook tells Naomi that the cure for gayness is his cock. I think he likes the challenge of a girl who won't sleep with him. He's really set on impressing Naomi pretty consistently in the early episodes of this series. Effy is not having Cook's views on lesbians, but meanwhile Katie finds it hilarious, I guess because someone is finally on her side about it. Emily comes to the rescue by producing a cake. I like this because she's saving Naomi from this awkward situation, but without actually having to defend Naomi or tell her how she feels. Very series 3 Emily of her. Also, how cute that Emily made Cook a cake? Cook eats the whole thing and Effy smirks. Everyone else looks disgusted. 

(Also, can I take this time to ask people why on earth they color edit gifs of Skins like this?  The entire show is already color edited by professional color editors.  It’s a big part of its look.  Why make everything orange?!) - Katie is fed up with the situation. She asks where the conversation, the dancing, the men are. Cook is offended and tries to insist that they're men, but the rest of the gang finally says what they mean- this party is shit. Cook stands outside, waiting for a sign from God about how to improve his party. This is really, really important to him, and nobody else seems to care, so he has to make it happen himself. Then an opportunity presents itself- Freddie's sister is at an engagement party. Cook seems pleased at the idea of seeing Karen (he mentions that he's always touching with her and flirting with her, to which Freddie responds that that's why she doesn't like him), and I've always thought they should have delved into that relationship more. They have a really interesting dynamic- both Cook and Karen are characters who will do whatever it takes to be noticed and to be loved. One thing I really love about this episode is the pressure that everyone is feeling to have a crazy night and a good time. I feel like that's such a relatable part of being a teenager that doesn't often get depicted- you feel like you're supposed to be going out all the time, having the craziest moments of your life, but sometimes there's just nowhere to go and nothing to do. This episode captures that restlessness really well.

- They get to the engagement party and are turned away by the bouncer. Freddie talks Cook down from fighting the bouncer, which it seems from his expression like he has to do a lot. Karen and her friend come out, Cook offers them drugs, and finally they get let into the party. It's clearly not exactly their scene, but Cook isn't deterred. He meets Johnny White, a gangster, who threatens him, but he doesn't seem to care all that much. Pandora has decided she loves drugs, I guess because she's on a quest to get everyone to like her and everyone else is doing drugs. Pandora eats all the drugs, which provides a big problem for Cook. Effy, who is used to Pandora, thinks the situation is hilarious. Everyone else, not so much. Kayleigh tells Cook to get her more drugs. The rest of the gang is dancing. Effy's maroon dress has a black diagonal stripe on it, which I guess I always thought was part of her jacket but isn't.

- Cook talks to Freddie and JJ about how he needs the drugs so that he can get with Kayleigh. Freddie says, "I thought you liked Effy", to which Cook replies, "Yeah, she's a peach. But I already tapped that. Top-dollar shag. She's my last resort. Sure thing, I reckon." Freddie didn't know that Cook and Effy had sex, and now he's upset. "But...JJ likes her", he says. Meaning, "I love her. Why would you do this to me?" I think it's the first time he realizes how Cook will never put Freddie before himself, and that he's a way better friend to Cook than Cook is to him. Effy and Freddie steal another glance; she seems to be trying to inviting him over to dance with her with some flirty eye contact, but he's still processing what he just learned.

- Now we cut to Naomi and Emily in their first real conversation of the series. As a sidenote, both of their outfits are utterly ridiculous and perfect for them. I like how the pink in Naomi's top matches Emily's cardigan. Emily asks Naomi not to leave, and Naomi asks her why not, maybe hoping, just a little bit, that Emily will say "because I want you to stay". Here's Emily, being brave, going out on a limb for Naomi. She may not seem like it on the surface, but I think Emily is actually one of the bravest characters in the show.  She knows that if she pushes Naomi too far, Naomi will run away from her, and so she's subtle, gentle, leaving room for Naomi to feel how she feels. Emily starts to say exactly what Naomi wants to hear, "I don't know....because...." and then thinks better of it and backs off.  She knows that even though it's exactly what Naomi wants to hear, Naomi isn't ready to hear it. Naomi asks her why Katie thinks she's gay, and Emily apologizes. Naomi leaves.

- Johnny White gives a speech, and clearly this marriage is political; he's merging two gangs so that they won't fight anymore. Freddie looks upset, in general I think but also because of all the people there, he believes in love, and I think he feels like Kayleigh shouldn't be getting married for politics. Pandora faints and Effy tries to wake her up. Cook gets more drugs from Keith and gives them to Kayleigh. He has this argument with Kayleigh where he tries to convince her to have sex with him, which is gross but also I think shows his desperation. Cook is not someone who knows how to let go, even if he doesn't really care about the endgame. She says that if he impresses her, she'll have sex with him, and so Cook hatches a plan. He does the rest of his drugs (interestingly, he eats them in the same way Pandora does) and then does a whole song and dance number, angering Johnny in the process. Freddie sees danger coming, but not before Cook gets hit over the head with a bottle. Cook continues to poke at Johnny, getting himself deeper and deeper into trouble, and it's at this point that I wonder how prevalent gang activity actually is in Bristol. Every series these kids get into some sort of altercation with a gang. Is that normal for the UK? Anyway, Freddie sweeps in and saves the day, promising that they'll leave, and Johnny tosses Cook off of a balcony, starting a gang war in the process. 

- Cook seems relatively unharmed from this fall, and begins to laugh. He's definitely gotten the legendary night he wanted, and to him that's all that matters. The gang runs away, hooligans that they are, before their situation can get worse. Effy concedes that it was a cool party and has this cute moment in the background where she and Pandora are playing. Freddie says that Cook is "fucking unbelievable", still with a mixture of admiration and disgust, which I think is common for their relationship. Still smiling, Freddie says, "you're always fucking trying to get laid", and it's interesting, because it's friendly but sharp. Cook isn't sensing the escalating situation with Freddie, and just says that he tries and succeeds before turning to the girls to see if any of them want to fuck. All of them evade him, including Effy. She pauses, thinks about it, looks at Freddie (who seems very nervous about what she's going to say), and then turns Cook down, saying that she has to take Pandora home. She looks like she might be wearing some sort of feather in her hair?

- Cook, undeterred, says that he wants to go somewhere with women. Freddie says he's tired, and Cook initially thinks he means sleepy, but Freddie says no- he's tired of Cook. I think Cook propositioning Effy right in front of him is the final straw for Freddie; clearly Cook doesn't care about his feelings, and if Cook doesn't care about Freddie's feelings, Freddie's not going to go with him and protect him from himself anymore. Cook responds with anger, a "fuck you, then" and tries to get JJ to come with him. JJ, I guess not wanting to rock the boat further, only hesitates for a second before he goes along. 

- The rest of this episode is mostly filler nonsense so that Skins can earn its "edgy and provocative" stripes. It feels like a rehash of the events of episode 101, except now Skins has a reputation to uphold. Cook and JJ go to a strip club/brothel situation. Cook says JJ is going to lose his virginity; JJ stands up to him (a bit) and says he's not sure he wants to. I think Cook thinks he's doing JJ a favor, and by getting JJ laid, he'll make sure JJ stays on his side if this fight with Freddie is real. JJ is totally out of his element and clearly uncomfortable. Cook can't afford what he wants, and I think he's surprised that this is not a situation where he can bargain, no matter how good or sexy he thinks he is. JJ just wants a kiss; he's never kissed a girl and doesn't know how.  He realizes that Johnny White is in the other room and goes to get revenge, but not before he sees JJ kissing Megan and calls it "gay shit".  JJ apologizes to him, as if he's wronged Cook in some way.  Cook takes pictures of Johnny in a... compromizing position... and takes Johnny's necklaces.  Like Cook was doing before, Johnny provokes him- he won't let go even when he knows it's in his best interest.  Johnny makes some comments about Cook's mum, and Cook physically fights him.  JJ tries to pull him away and accidentally gets caught in the crossfire, with Cook almost hitting him.  Cook looks disturbed by the fact that he got so angry that he almost hit JJ, and JJ runs away.  Johnny threatens to kill Cook, and Cook, for the first time all episode, seems to realize that his actions have consequences.  

He walks across a park alone at dawn.  He doesn't have anywhere to go, so he goes to see Freddie, the only person who's always been there for him.  Freddie comes out of his house and into the shed, looking like a bit of a grandpa in his dressing gown.  Cook is drinking and Freddie calls him on it, but he's not willing to push the issue.  I think he's hoping Cook has come to offer some form of apology.  But Cook asks, "so what are we doing today then?" And Freddie knows that that's not why he's here.  Freddie says he almost got them killed, and Cook finally offers up an apology of sorts.  Freddie says that it's a first; even Cook's half apology seems to be more than Cook has ever said before.  But Freddie's not having it- Cook says he wouldn't have done the stupid things he did if Freddie was there, and Freddie reiterates that he's not going to take care of Cook anymore, that he's tired of being a bystander to Cook's death wish.  Cook pulls the Three Musketeers card and says he loves Freddie to bits, and Freddie relents.  He knows that he's all that Cook has, and I don't think he's ready to let go of that.  He asks just one thing, that Cook "stops all this crazy shit".  But even that's too much for Cook.  His response is only "shut it, you pussy".  And so he goes right back to his old ways, walking down the street and singing loudly, just like he did before.  Only this time, he's all alone.  In this episode we see how far Freddie has been pushed, how much he just wants Cook to be okay.  How much he thinks that somehow, he'll be able to get through to Cook and save him from himself.  And it's so clear from the ending of that episode that that's not where Cook is,that's not what's going to happen.  He wants to keep things exactly as they are, with Freddie looking out for him so nothing truly bad happens, where there are no consequences for his actions because Freddie will shield him from them.  This conversation marks Freddie's final straw- he's trying again, one more time, hoping he got through to Cook.  Forgiving him for everything with Effy, for creating messes he always has to clean up... offering one final olive branch. 

Bonus: Effy and Freddie sharing glances in this episode:

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submission: Galra AU

Chapter 1 - Caught in Moonlight~

It was late at night, the ship was asleep, dark and quiet.

Hunk was patrolling the corridors when he heard talking.

He began to run before he was discovered.

“Halt! Show yourself!” The person yelled.

Hunk sighed and turned around.

His heart stopped at the sight, It was Phi.

Oh god.

Oh god.

He’s going to get in so much trouble-

Phi walked over to him, her cloak flowing behind her.

“What are you doing out so late?” She asked, in a stern tone.

“I- Uh- I was- patrolling. I just wanted to make sure there was no intruders or anything because recently the security has been lacking and it’s been like real bad and-“ He spluttered out, nervously.

“Security is none of our concern right now. Return to your room. I don’t want to see you again.” She said, dismissing him.

Hunk nodded and walked off, he felt his ears drop.

He closed his eyes, as he paused.

He let out a long sigh, before he opened his eyes once more and walked once more.

He strolled into his room and fell onto his bed.

Lance, his best friend sat up.

“Where have you been?” He asked.

Hunk groaned.

“I was patrolling and I was caught.” Hunk said.

“Who was it this time? Was it that cute girl from last time?” Lance said, smirking.

“… Yeah.” Hunk admitted.

“You’ve got to tell me who it is!” Lance said, giggling like a teenage girl.

“Promise you won’t judge or tell anyone?” Hunk said.

“Won’t tell a soul.” Lance replied.

“The last 10 times have been Phi. As in, Empress Haggar’s Phi. But, she hasn’t done anything. Like, usually she does something to them but she hasn’t done anything to me.” Hunk said.

Lance went silent, blinking.

“Hold up. You’ve met Phi??” Lance said, in disbelief.

“On multiple occasions.” Hunk said.

“Look, If she hasn’t done anything, she probably likes you. In anyway, or she feels sorry for you. Don’t you like have a tragic past or something?” Lance Asked.

“No, my Dad just left. That’s it. I wasn’t even born when he left.” Hunk said.

“Huh. Strange.” Lance said.

They both laid in silence before Hunk felt himself drift off.

He woke up early and got dressed and ready.

Hunk sat down, sleepily at a table at breakfast.

He placed his head on the table, after a few minutes with no vision he heard someone sit down.

He shrugged it off.

“Oi.” A voice said.

Hunk blinked and sat up.

He was met with Phi, sitting across from him.

“I have a job for you.” She said.

Hunk sat upright.

“My personal guard went M.I.A. I was wondering if you wanted to take up the job.” She said.

Hunk stayed silent, processing what he just heard.

“Excuse me? I don’t think I heard you correctly. You want me as your personal guard? Do you know me?? I’m clumsy as heck, I sometimes get lost around the ship and I’m gullible-“ He started.

“You have potential. You said you have a problem with the security, right? You can change that if you take the job.” Phi said.

Hunk thought for a second.

“Y-Yeah! Sure!” He finally decided.

Phi grinned.

“Well, I’ll see you around then? Just meet me outside the Med Bay. Okay?”

“Mhm.”

And with that, she disappeared into the crowd.

Her seat was soon replaced by Lance.

“Hey! Diabaazal to Hunk!” He said, waving.

Hunk shook his head.

“S-Sorry. I was just.. processing something.” He said.

Lance raised a brow and his ears perked up.

“Processing something?” He repeated, curiously.

“Yeah. I talked to Phi.” Hunk said, rubbing his neck.

Lance looked at Hunk, his mouth open.

“Phi talked to you??” He repeated.

“Yeah, Guess who has a new job, she asked me to be her personal guard since her old one is M.I.A. I’m meeting her after breakfast.” Hunk said.

“I mean, that’s a step in the right direction for your plan, right? You went from a cell century to a personal guard! Now you just have to aim for Emperor.” Lance said, nudging his friend.

“What?! Emperor?! Me?! Hah! Definitely not. I’d make a really dumb mistake or something.”

“I think the only big mistake here is not thinking she likes you. She definitely does, friend or not. But you’d actually be great as Emperor. You could actually change stuff around here. How much longer do you want to be pawns in a huge game of chess, Hunk?! We’ll just be toy soldiers for the rest of our lives. Do you really want that?” Lance asked.

“Mhm… I mean.. You aren’t wrong.”

Lance laughed.

“Hunk, when am I ever wrong?” Lance said, smirking.

“… You are usually wrong though.” Hunk said, looking up.

“HEY!” Lance said, offended.

Hunk chuckled.

“But I’m never right either, we can be wrong together.” Hunk said, smiling.

Lance scoffed and crossed his arms.

“Yeah. Yeah. Now you go get yourself a girlfriend.” Lance said, walking off.

“LANCE!” Hunk yelled, his face going bright red.

He sighed and he too walked off, towards the medical bay.

He spotted Phi with a screen looking at a tube with yellow liquid in it.

Hunk walked over, tilting his head.

“What’s that?” Hunk Asked, curiously.

“Quintessence.” Phi Said, not looking up.

Hunk blinked.

“Oh wow. It looks… very bright and glow-y.” Hunk said.

“What else were you expecting?”

“I don’t know, like, more… life-like? Maybe like a galaxy sort of thing, it’s in everything right? Quintessence is universal then. I don’t know. This just isn’t what I was expecting.” Hunk said.

Phi looked at him, finally.

“I guess, anyways. I need to be at Zarkon’s ship. You’ll be coming with. You may bring one extra person, and we’ll only be there for 30 minutes. You will wait outside.”

“Oh- Uh, Okay!” Hunk said, before walking off to his room.

He opened the door to his room and was only met with the shadows on the walls.

“You here, Lance?” Hunk Asked.

There was no reply.

Hunk sighed and turned on his heel and started the search again.

He found Lance talking- or more arguing with another Galra.

“Keith! What the fu-“ Lance began to yell.

Hunk tapped him on the shoulder.

Lance spun around.

“Oh hey, Hunk!” Lance said, completely erasing the anger from before.

“We need to head to Zarkon’s ship, we won’t be long so uh.. after you can go back to…. arguing? I guess.”

“Oh alright! Let’s go!” Lance said, wrapping an arm around Hunk and strutting off.

“… Are you serious or were you just trying to get me to stop?” Lance finally asked once out of earshot.

“Yeah. Phi just told me.” Hunk replied.

Lance blinked before nodding.

Soon they arrived at the ship, where they found Phi talking to another Galran.

Phi noticed the two and turned to them.

“By the way, I never got your name.” She said, looking at Hunk.

“It’s uh.. It’s Hunk.” Hunk said, rubbing his neck.

Phi raised a brow.

“Really?” She asked.

Hunk nodded.

“Yeah, I don’t know why.” Hunk said.

“Hmm… Are you sure your parents were Galra?” Phi asked.

“I’m pretty sure, I’ve never met my dad.. so..” Hunk said, looking away.

“I see… He might’ve been a future seeker.” Phi said, turning on her heel.

The Galra she was talking to before snickered.

“Oh my god… Phi, are you serious? Did you actually just say that?” The Galra Asked, following her.

Lance looked at a very red Hunk.

“Oh my god. She does like you.” Lance said, holding back a laugh.

Hunk nudged Lance and began to walk, shaking his head.

Lance finally let out the laugh and ran after him, poking at him.

“See! I told you! You should’ve listened to me, man!

{meanwhile}

Phi paced, her face growing red.

“Did I seriously just say that?” She asked, walking back and forth.

The Galra nodded, laughing.

“Uh, Yeah! You did! Where’s the real Phi and what have you done with her?” He asked, still laughing.

“Oh shut up, Matt. I sort of panicked because I thought he was flirting so I sort of did it back and gah! I shouldn’t have done that! He’s my person guard, damn it!” Phi said, crossing her arms.

Matt raised a brow.

“He’s your personal guard? Out of every single Galra in the Galra empire, you chose him? Have you even seen him fight? How long have you know him?”

“No… and I’ve seen him patrolling every night for a while now.” Phi confessed.

“Oh wow, you actually may have a chance then.” Matt thought out loud.

“What do you mean?” Phi asked, shooting her head at him.

“Uh… I think you know exactly what I mean, Phi Brain.” Matt said, bending down.

Phi instantly went red.

“What?! No!! Definitely not!! I get it! You’re my brother but you don’t have to be a pain in the ass the entire time!” Phi said, angrily.

Matt gasped.

“Phi! Language! What would Mam say??” Matt said, shrilly.

Phi sighed, rolling her eyes.

“We haven’t seen Mam or Pap in years, Matt. I was 15. You also went at 15. Everyone does. It was a miracle we even found each other.” Phi said.

“Yeah… Hopefully that changes. It sucks not knowing where our parents are, How they are or… if they are even alive.” Matt said.

Phi looked at him.

“I’m sure they are alive, somewhere. They could literally be anywhere.” Phi said, glancing out the windscreen.

“Anyways, we better start going.” Phi said, crossing her arms.

Matt nodded and sat down in the pilot seat.

“You may bring in your future boyfriend and best man-“ Matt said, grinning.

“MATT!!” Phi yelled, walking over to the door.

After her face cooled down, she opened the door again, looking at Lance and Hunk directly in the eyes.

“You may come in.” Phi said, before going to sit down.

Hunk looked around.

“This is a nice ship.” He said.

Matt smiled to himself.

“Thank you! I’m not a General for nothin!” Matt said, cheerfully.

“Oh! You’re a general?” Lance said, perking up.

“Yeah! Wonder how I got the eyepatch?” Matt Asked, turning around, pointing to an eyepatch covering his left eye.

“He actually doesn’t need the eyepatch, he only wears it to act intimidating, and to cover up a scar.” Phi pointed out.

“To be honest, the scar is more intimidating.” Phi added.

Matt scoffed.

“Also because Pap gave me it, before had to be sent off.” Matt said.

Hunk nodded.

“All of my 10 siblings and my moms have orange headbands, so we can find each other.” Hunk said, smiling fondly.

Matt did a double take and turned to him.

“You have 10 siblings?!” Matt said, shocked.

“Yeah. 5 sisters and 5 brothers, including me.” Hunk explained.

“Though, some are twins, some are triplets. And only 4 of my siblings are actually blood related, the rest are adopted.” Hunk added.

Matt sat back.

“That must’ve been chaos.” Matt said.

Hunk nodded.

“Yeah, But it was my family. Thankfully, we all got along, so it wasn’t too hectic. Unless if we were all playing tag or something.” Hunk said.

“We used to break everything. Plates, Vases, anything we could get our hands on.” Hunk added, smiling.

“Me and my siblings usually fought quite a lot. Once we tore down a wall, Everyone broke at least one bone, for me it was my leg.” Lance said, chuckling.

Hunk blinked.

“That must’ve been sore.” Hunk said.

Lance nodded.

“Yeah, it was.” Lance said.

“Sorry to ruin the mood, but we are here.” Matt said, standing up.

Everyone then waddled over to the door and stepped out.

Hunk blinked.

“This place is massive.” He thought out loud.

“What are you expecting? It’s Zarkon’s ship.” Phi said, walking off.

Hunk, Lance and Matt followed closely after her.

After about 10 minutes of walking they arrived at very large twin doors.

“You three wait here, I won’t be long.” She said, going through the door.

Not long after she exited, she came back.

“Emperor Lotor is Dead.”

(After like, months of procrastination, the first part is actually done. Also: Besides 2 English projects this is my only half planned story, anyways I’m just going to go work on Chapter 2 :D)

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #239

i just want to sincerely apologize if my surveys take a negative nosedive again. i know this one’s kinda grim and i don’t want to make that a routine, but things are just rough right now and i’m not gonna lie on a survey, y’know.

Do you know anyone who works at McDonald’s? Not that I'm aware of. Do you know anyone who plays heaps of sports? Probably through school. Have you ever been suspended from school? No. Where do your cousins live? Aaaaaaall over the U.S. Have you met any of your second cousins? Possibly at some point? Do you like the All-American Rejects? I like "Move Along" and "It Ends Tonight" is good, but that's all off the top of my head. Oh wait, of course there's "Gives You Hell." When was the last time you wore a skirt? WOW I have ZERO clue. Probably not since elementary years. Have you ever finished a whole video game? Plenty. If so, which one(s)? There are way too many. Do you know anyone with a pet snake? Me, Sara, probably others. Which one of your friends has great music taste? Sara. Was the last person you hung out with single? That would be my young niece and nephew... so yeah. Have you ever attended a private school? I'm a private college now. Have you ever been in an abusive relationship? No, thank Christ. Have you ever cooked for anyone other than yourself? I made breakfast for Sara once. If your phone has a hole for phone charms, is it on the left or right side? I don't have one. Would you rather live in the city, the suburbs, or the rural area? Kinda like... suburban mixed with rural. I don't wanna be totally isolated, particularly away from necessary stores and such, but I also do NOT wanna be swarmed by people. Maybe like a loose neighborhood in the woods outside a small town? Do you know someone who is really ambidextrous? Sara. Did you use a pencil today? No. Are you adopted? Nope. Have you ever had your car break down on you? Never when I've driven, not that that's been much. With Mom, yes. Dad, idr. Jason's prom night, yeah; his truck broke down otw home at a stop light. Oof. Who was the last person that cried in your presence? My mom. It's the worst. When was the last time you ate at your favorite restaurant? Oh wow, probably not since my last birthday. What was the last thing someone gave you? A close family friend/my former teacher lent me a $20 just in case I needed anything while my mom was up in NY. Can you write your name in a foreign language? My first name (at least) is the same in German; even though "y" doesn't exist in the language, I guess it does for foreign names?? Idk about my last name. Who is the person you often go to for venting? Sara. Do you keep an actual journal or diary? No, not anymore. I did briefly when I had that WILD and totally random Jason obsession episode, but once I came off that godawful medicine and I went back to normal, I deleted it. Have you ever been prescribed Vicodin? That sounds very familiar... Maybe? Perhaps that's what was prescribed after my surgery? Have you ever cheated on someone without them finding out about it? Well considering I've never cheated and never would, I can't answer this. Was the last person you kissed male or female? Female. Who were you with the last time you went swimming? Colleen, at the beach. Does your dining table currently have place mats on it? No; we don't even eat at it. What was the last thing you cooked in an oven? I myself have literally never used an oven. I'm scared to. Oh wait, yeah I have... on some occasions where Mom needed me to put something in there or take something out, but idr what. But boy and I can tell you without memory that I was jumpy as hell about it. Is it hard for you to be “just friends” with the opposite sex? No. It's difficult for me to like-like people, especially men when you consider I'm generally afraid of them, on top of I'm just paranoid and don't trust easily. Do you prefer wheat or white bread? Wheat. Do you have an electric toothbrush? No, but coincidentally, I actually have that on my Christmas wishlist. Have you ever had an “exotic” or “abnormal” pet? Do you consider a Chinese water dragon "exotic?" Then I have a ball python morph. Have you ever eaten lobster? No, and considering crab is nauseating, I doubt lobster would be too different. What is your grade point average (if you’re still in school)? I don't know right now and don't know where to find it. Have you ever played croquet? Oh yeah. My sisters and I LOVED that shit as kids. Who was the last person you called? Dad. Have you ever watched Ghostbusters? No, believe it or not. When was the last time you drew a picture? Yikes... been a while. Not since I started a concept drawing of encompassing a panic attack in a meerkat form, as I tend to do. I haven't touched it in months. It's right on the second shelf of the table beside me, so... my only remaining excuse as to not finish it is that the paper is horribly wrinkled now. Are you happy? Not exactly. Should you be doing something now? I could be doing the practice exam work my math professor gave us all considering it's extra credit, but. Yeah. I'm absolutely awful at math and barely passing but I don't exactly need another stressor right now. Is there a smoke detector on every floor of your house? We only have one floor. What was the last kind of soup you ate? I tried vegetable soup anyway when I got my tongue pierced because I literally could not eat solids for over a week, but I'm a picky asshole who didn't like it so wasted the can. I had to survive almost exclusively on meal replacement shakes and popsicles. Warning from the wise: you want your tongue pierced? You better fucking want it bad because healing is a P R O C E S S. Or at least mine was, having to get it re-done and all... Have you ever had to do a class in summer school? No. Have you ever went a year without getting your hair cut? I don't think a year... but maybe? Do you think you could go a week without sugar? Considering sugar is in like... EVERYTHING, probably no? Would you be willing to go one day each week without meat? I don't really pay attention, but I probably already do. I'd like to eat as little meat as possible. Hell, I wish I could go full-on vegan. Do you feel comfortable telling people how much you weigh? NO. Do you have any talents that your friends don’t know about? No. Are you any good at sewing? Never tried, not interested. Has anyone ever interviewed you about one of your hobbies/talents? No. Would you ever consider experimenting with drugs? Marijuana for medical purposes if I didn't have to smoke it. I'm not smoking anything, I don't care what it is. What’s been tugging on your heart lately? I guess life in general. Mortality, death. Teddy died in my arms, I saw my grandmother physically ravaged by cancer, and just life hasn't been the kindest lately. I've been thinking about how time just flies, how every moment should be cherished even though it's so fucking hard, and just yeah. I don't wanna go down this rabbit hole. Are you comfortable with who you are? Have you accepted who you are? I don't know dude I shouldn't be taking a survey during like an existential crisis lol. What is the last thing you did that made you feel guilty? Decided to get some really unhealthy fries with my dinner. Would you have sex with the last person you texted? It's not a matter of "would," I want to. I may have already, I don't really know what separates foreplay from lesbian sex. Do you consider weed, marijuana, pot, etc. a drug? This isn't even an argument anymore, it's fact. It's a mind-altering substance. "Drug" does not always equate to bad, either. Are you planning on kissing anyone tomorrow evening? It'd be nice. Do you require a lot of private time? Oh yeah, but way less than I used to. I get depressed if I'm alone for too long now. Have you ever done something humiliating while drunk? N/A What is your favorite classic Disney movie? The Lion King. Do you like looking at old photographs? Yeah, usually. Do you enjoy puzzles? Yeah. Do you prefer painting or drawing? Drawing by a long shot. I'm taking a painting course this upcoming semester though, so hopefully that'll up my skill and thus enjoyment of it. Do you ever wear high heels? No, I don't have a reason to. Do you use belts? No, considering I never wear anything with belt loops. When was the last time you played Uno? Oh my fucking god, it's been forever, thankfully. When I lived with Colleen, as did her younger sister, we played Uno a lot, and then, AND THEN, came the night Chelsea dyed my hair red. Mind you, the ONLY TIME dyeing my hair had been truly successful and long-lasting. The process took hours, and we played Uno round after Uno round... and now I literally hate it. What do you like better, kiwis or pineapple? Oh man, I love both, but I gotta say kiwi. Are you trying to grow out your hair? No, I actually need to cute it again. What is your favorite perfume/body spray/cologne? Don't have one, really. Have you ever wanted to try karate? Not seriously. How often do you drink water? Ah yikes... I really fell out of my regular habit of drinking multiple bottles daily. Do you ever wear headbands? No. How many video games do you own? A lot. There's like a huge CD case in a living room drawer full of them. I've been considering making an EBay or something to sell a shitload of them as I'm sure a lot are actually pretty valuable now, but I think a lot about how I want to pass them down to my current and possibly future nieces and nephews when they get to a certain age to figure video games out or even have a console that can play PS1-PS3. Have you ever been to a casino? If so, which one(s)? No. What’s your favorite suburb in the city you live in? Why would you... name that on the Internet...? Besides that even, I pay no attention to suburbs' names I happen to pass. Have you ever visited a sex shop? No. I don't know if I could ever muster up the courage to even go in one. I'm the type that would just order online. What’s your favorite place to get pizza? I'm a basic Domino's bitch. How many times have you been to the beach? Multiple, but not a LOT. I have little reason to ever go, and it's never my idea, that's for sure. Has there ever been a fire inside your house? Tell me the story. Childhood home. Trying the Jiffy Pop popcorn that you make over the stove. Next thing y'know the thing is seriously on fire and we had to use the fire extinguisher. Fuck you, Jiffy Pop, the harbinger of the next fucking idiots moving in setting the entire house on fire thanks to the stove too. Have you ever had a scary encounter with a wild animal? No, besides like bees 'n the like being near me. Have you ever had a spray tan? No. Do you own any sports bras? Where’d you get them from? No, but I'd like at least one. Wouldn't know what to use it for, it's not like I go jogging or anything, but. I think it'd be good to have at least one. Have you ever had sex in a kitchen? No. What’s the most expensive restaurant you’ve ever eaten at? I have zero clu- no wait I'm gonna guess the Italian restaurant we went to on Sara's birthday, but that's just a guess judging by how it was fancy as fuck. Who crosses your mind the most? Sara. Have you ever been on a scavenger hunt? Probably as a kid. Ever been to an auction? No. would you ever get acupuncture? omg no Ever got stitches? At least twice. What is a must have on your french fries? At least some salt. Entirely saltless fries are boring. How do you like your meat cooked…medium rare? well done? Nothing less than medium well. If meat tastes even a little bit beneath lukewarm I can't take that shit. Are there two colors that you just simply despise? Bright yellow and puke-green. What do you usually do with recurring dreams? ... Nothing? What CAN you do? Have you ever been told you were hot by a complete stranger? I don't think someone has used the term "hot," but I know I've been called pretty, at least. Do you want to be single or with someone? I want to be with Sara. It kinda feels like we still are, like no feelings have changed, we're just not "official" anymore and not "bound" to one another. Have you ever had a sleepover with the opposite sex? I actually have twice (or thrice?) platonically with my younger neighbor FOREVER ago. We were still kids. Then there was a big (birthday?) party at my place where Juan stayed the night, and then I believe there was an occasion Girt totally knocked out on the couch so... I guess it turned into a "sleepover?" lmao Who are you closest to in your family? My mom. Who were the last 3 people to text you? Sara, Mom, and my sister. Have you ever dated someone in jail? No, and I wouldn't unless it was for something incredibly stupid or I'm aware was a false charge. What’s a movie you cannot BARE to ever watch again? Nothing's coming off the top of my head. Who got you hooked on the addiction you're addicted to (If you have one)? ... I just connected it all in my head. Jason got me into the Amnesia game. I got into custom stories for it. I was playing one one day. I got stuck. I YouTubed it for help. Guess. Who. I. Fuckin'. Found. This is a revelation; I have discovered the main purpose of my and Jason's relationship. Perhaps things do happen for a reason lmao. Are you a little bit cautious around horses? Do they scare you a bit? Not really, but I wouldn't say I'm in no way cautious. They definitely don't scare me, though. I just respect that they're very powerful animals and I'm not experienced with handling them. Have you ever burnt your tongue like REALLY bad? If so, what on? Yes, on rice that was literally right off the fucking stove lmao. LOOK I didn't know it had JUST come off and I was hungry as fuck but boy did I have REGRETS considering the burn lasted for well over a week, maybe two. Do you think having a sleepover with a guy is theoretically acceptable? Um, yes...????? Do you like to have cake on your birthday? Which kind of cake in mind? Yeah, and red velvet or chocolate frosted, depending on what I'm feeling.

[untameablesands]

🙋 what was home life like growing up?

Headcanon meme!

Strap yourself in Nonnie! My ‘brief’ history lesson got much longer than anticipated ;w;Apologies to mobile users, also there’s a tl;dr at the bottom for those who don’t want to read this monster all the way through 

        Okay so small reminder that for Sundira’s ‘canon’ the Sheikah aren’t nearly extinct in Ocarina of Time (though their numbers are lowish), they simply relocated. I’ve never really decided on an exact timeline for when they left Hyrule, but I believe it’s been stated the Sheikah suffered a heavy loss during the Hyrulean Civil war? So around then they probably started talking amongst themselves before deciding pre-Ocarina of Time about leaving because fuck this shit amIright? 

       And if Ocarina of Time is set shortly after the civil war, that would mean that Illaine and her husband were the leaders during this time. Maybe her parents before her were leaders at that time? No idea how long it went on for (I imagine it lasted for a few years at least), and when Sundira was born Illaine was only like 45- but if we follow this timeline post for my Pre-Ocarina of Time Zelda and also factor in the headcanon I made before that Illaine’s parents died in the battle/war against Vaati (assuming that we’re going to follow along the timeline ofc) and the headcanon I just remembered about Illaine taking over leadership young (like. Twenty young) that means that yes it would have been Illane and her husband-

       Which means that Illaine made the decision to relocate the Sheikah and almost completely cut ties with the Royal family- she’s a loyal woman and she was fond of the Queen so it was probably that bond that had Illaine promising a few Sheikah would continue serving the Royal family while the rest of them went free so to say. Illaine gave tentative leadership to her son + daughter-in-law (kind of like ‘Mom put me in charge while she went to the store’), took her squad to check out places they could move to (which of course took time), discussed territory and such with the Gerudo and then finally the Sheikah up and moved from Kakariko once their new home was actually ‘move in’ ready.

       Maybe a few of them stayed behind in Kakariko but for the most part all of the Sheikah left; Illaine officially retired because this was a new age of peace and she Hiro/Ayla to usher in this new era, though she was still heavily involved in leadership things. Helping to organize people and get them settled in; being an advisor to the new young leaders (especially once Ayla became pregnant), being there for support’n such and generally just being an amazingly strong backbone of the tribe- she’s amazing and I love her ;w;

       Okay so now I can get to answering the question originally asked! 

       I had to preface with what I did to help set up understanding of the situation; Sundira’s parents are still relatively new to being Tribe leader’s and now they’re going to be first time parents in a world that’s completely different from everything they know. They were raised knowing what was expected of them; knowing what was expected of their people, they were raised to be Sheikah warriors, dedicated to the Royal family and willing to give their lives without hesitation-

       Sheikah didn’t have to the that anymore though. I assume that before the move happened Illaine withdrew everyone save for like Impa because Impa was the guardian for the King and Queen (both? Maybe just one I’m not sure tbh) and thus Hyrule was left with literally only Impa (who was like “No I’m needed here”) for Sheikah within its borders and the rest of them were out in the desert (sharing some space with the Gerudo but mostly on their own). 

       So that means that like. 

       The Guardians who were guarding the Nobles; the Holy ones (the few who were left after everything), the assassins etc, they were all free to choose to be whoever they wanted to be. They needed people to teach their children of course; they needed people to be healers, they needed people to help uphold their spiritual/religious traditions etc, but they did not have to be what they had been for centuries now. They were free to be whoever they wanted and you think Ayla/Hiro knew what to do now that there was so much potential ahead for their child?

       Which is hilarious because Sundira ended up being more like a ‘traditional’ Master Sheikah than both of his parents

       They had no idea what to do.

       So they went with the basics. They didn’t want their child to have to be a warrior, but they wanted him to understand his culture and be able to defend both himself and his loved ones so he started light training young- mostly stretches, education, basic training with practice weapons, they were involved with playing with him so that he would keep in good physical shape. They weren’t quite as strict as their own instructors were because again this wasn’t his life; this wasn’t something that he needed to be ‘perfect’ at, this was just something that they wanted him to learn and be at least okay at (though they were proud when he wanted to excel at his teachings).

       And then came the twins.

       There was never any elder sibling jealousy or envy; from the very first moment little two-year-old Sundira started crying because he wasn’t big enough to hold both of them in his arms at the same time (he didn’t want one to think he loved them more than the other) he immediately was like “I will protect them with my life.” He was incredibly impatient with the twins in the regard that it took too long for them to grow up enough he could do things with them. He adored them and wanted to do everything with them; teach them how to tumble, read to them, he just wanted to spend all of his time with them because he loved them.

       Things didn’t change much when Sachi was born. He was just as protective, only this time he was a little older and had the help of the twins to catch their little bro up on everything they knew. The four of them have always been close; of course they have their spats and they have their moments of being not liking each other, but they loved each other from the beginning and everyone was impressed by the bond they had. 

       Shaia was quick to find a love of dancing and dragged her brothers into it (Shane was quick to fall in love with it alongside her tbh); she’s the reason that they all wear a scarf tbh and she’s also the one behind Sachi’s headband- it was a gift from her and though it’s a little faded and frayed now from years of barely removing it because its important to him. 

       Sachi found a love of reading at a young age, so while the twins were off dancing or causing trouble (they did so adore causing mischief) Sundira often read with Sachi (thankfully they had child-friendly books so Sachi wasn’t reading torture methods as a young’n) or trained with him; all four of them often got into play fights that turned lowkey serious, each of them wanting to best the other and show that they had the superior skills- which is funny when you think about it, four little Sheikah kiddies wrestling and throwing themselves out of the shadows at each other while making a mighty war cry ;w; Too cute.

       The siblings spent a lot of time at home; I’ve never really thought before about where the Sheikah ended up aside from ‘the desert’ tbh and now I’m like. But where do they live? Maybe there’s an old gerudo settlement that was abandoned in favour of their current fortress/home, maybe they found a system of caves or some shit or they just fucking built themselves a village somewhere out on those sands- I still don’t really know, but I do know that Sundira and his siblings didn’t spend all their time there. 

       They would go on trips with their parents; grandmother or other trusted adults, explore the surrounding lands a bit (though were careful not to stray too close to Gerudo territory), they would occasionally go on trips into Hyrule (often times just going to the market or ranch for supplies and such though occasionally they would travel to the lake or even Kakariko), Zelda herself was met a handful of times… 

       Hell, they possibly even met the Zora King and Ruto before, their parents liked taking them with when they had to head into Hyrule. When they had important serious matters to attend they would find someone to be babysitter for them while they took care of business and then they would spend some time with the kids before they all headed home. I know for a fact that when they met with the King and Impa to discuss which of their children would be chosen for Zelda’s guardian, the siblings all hung out with Zelda while the adults talked to one another.

       Neither Ayla nor Hiro could decide, honestly they didn’t want any of their kids to be a guardian they just wanted them to be free to decide what they wanted from life- but that was one of the traditions they kept, that a few of their own would keep protecting the immediate royal family and that a child of the tribe leader would be the guardian of the Firstborn royal child. I think I might have mentioned in Sundira’s bio that they took as long as they could before coming to a decision? And in the end they didn’t, Sundira decided that he wasn’t going to let any of his siblings take on that responsibility and he would do it so they wouldn’t have to.

       What does this boil down to? Tl;dr Sundira had a wonderful home life growing up; he had a close bond with his siblings, they were all well taken care of and adored, they were given light training to prepare them for slightly more intense training when they were older, their parents loved them and everything was happy. Then, everything changed when the Fire Nation Ganondorf attacked and Sundira decided he was going to be the ultimate Sheikah warrior so he could protect Zelda and help free Hyrule from Ganondorf’s darkness.

       I love this family so much, can you tell?

[windstar27-blog]

Inu X Boku Secret Service (Anime Review)-{First Review}

Ok. Here is my first real attempt at a real detailed (somewhat) anime review. I may make youtube versions of these reviews, if they work out well. Please keep this in mind: I am dyslexic, and as such, my grammar and punctuation are far from stellar. But, I do try my best. Please have patients with me. Review: This anime is from 2012- For Anime: I focus on the art (but not animation or the animation studio), music & sound, characters and story. For Manga: I focus on the mangaka (sometimes), art, characters and story. Review for InuxBoku SS (Anime): My opinion on the opening: “I like it. A lot. It shows the connection between the characters without spoiling much of anything. It tells a story of its own. Indicating that the characters were reincarnated over and over again and are still connected through all of that. Instead of a red string of fate- a red airplane is used to connect the two main characters. In my opinion, a lot of thought went into it. They use numerous camera angles, and several art styles in their animation. They also use light and shadow in thoughtful ways. As for the song: It took me some time to get use to it. I didn’t start liking the opening much until the anime was almost over. On the second watch through: I still liked it a great deal. The lyrics (you would have to look up the translation- as I don’t feel like posting them here) to the song (called “Nirvana” by MUCC) match both: The feel of the anime, and the relationship between the characters (especially the 2 leads).” Characters (I will just mention the main cast): Ririchiyo Shirakiin: She is my favorite of all the characters. Mainly, this is because she is similar to me. Like Ririchiyo, I can be difficult: my shyness, depression and just plain awkwardness causes this. This causes issues between myself and others. That aside- about her characteristics: She is the main character. Without getting TOO into the issues that would be spoilers: She is 15 at the start of the story. Soushi Miketsukami is her secret service agent that she had assigned into her when she moved into Maison de Ayakashi (Ayakashi Kan or Ayakashi Hall)- which she moved to, in order to be alone. That did NOT work in her favor. Ayakashi Kan is an apartment complex where half-blooded youkai reside. They work to protect each other from full-blooded demons. This girl is in CONSTANT distress about not being able to properly communicate with those around her. She always second guesses her actions and words; several times and can sometimes become quite a basket-case when worrying about something she has said or done after the fact. This is MOSTLY due to the fact that she was severely abused by those around her, while she was a child. When she arrives at Ayakashi Kan she meets Renshou (another part youkai, like herself - whom she had known as a child) who is a few years older than she is. After that, Chiyo met his secret service agent: Nobara. Then she met and befriended (awkwardly) Karuta. A girl who was about her age, who was also a SS agent at the housing complex. Chiyo later met and befriended others. Though, she was only able to befriend them because they were pushy or stubborn and would not take: “leave me alone” for an answer. Left to her own devices, she would have likely lived alone for the rest of her life. She is the first (and only) character in Japanese anime and manga to be classified as a tsunshun instead of tsundere because she gets depressed (shun) instead of becoming loving/affectionate (dere) after behaving initially (tsun) cold (and sometimes even hostile) way. Soushi Miketsukami: At first, my main impressions of him were: He’s an annoying doormat. It’s likely that I thought of him like that because my personality is SO similar to the heroine’s and…. That’s what she seemed to have thought of him. Though; It took much longer for me to start liking him, than it did for her. And she liked him far more than I did, at the end of the anime: lucky for him. He is descended from the 9 tailed fox demon, like Chiyo and the others at Ayakashi Kan, he is an atavism (a throw back) to his demon ancestor. Because of that. He shares the soul, personality (though his ancestor was likely NOT a doormat) and the appearance of that ancestor. He is one of the most powerful human born demons at Ayakashi Kan. Aside from being a doormat- he is generally polite, gentle, a bit perverted and somewhat manipulative. He has a soft spot for women, Chiyo especially. Extremely subservient: he blindly follows her orders (sometimes begging for an order or abuse of some sort, much to her horrified dismay) like the loyal dog that everyone wants to kick. He puts Chiyo’s life above his own. He has a sad past- like Chiyo he was abused by his family- though in a different way. Soushi was more neglected than battered, as she was. He has dual-colored eyes (Heterochromia iridium). One being blue, the other being gold. Renshou Sorinozuka: He is my second favorite. Renshou is a boy of about 17-18. Very good-looking and lazy (though he prefers laid-back). He is considerably darker skinned than the others. And has a “tattoo”-like birthmark running from just under his left eyebrow, to his jaw and down his throat. He also has a related birthmark on his left bicep. He is part Ittan-Momen youkai (a cloth monster). His secret service agent is Nobara, a yuki-onna…. But, she hates men. Of any sort. Which is unfortunate, because he appears to have some feelings for her. He treats Chiyo (Ririchiyo) like a little sister. Considering that they knew each other as children, and he is only a few years older than she is, that is understandable. Her SS Agent: Soushi Miketsukami calls him: “Big-Brother”. Nobara Yukinokouji: She is Renshou’s SS Agent at Ayakashi Kan. Nobara is a Yuki-Onna (A snow Woman). She greatly dislikes men. And has a…. Extreme fondness for the females in Ayakashi Kan. She does not seem to be in love with any of them. Just interested in their…. Assets: She loves fashion and girls. She wears glasses, and has white/blonde hair that falls to her shoulder blades. In her free time she likes to see adult magazines with beautiful women, and she shares and discusses those with Sorinozuka: That’s one thing that interests the both of them. She often does exhibit a very focused and straightforward demeanor (despite what I previously stated), although she will also occasionally participate in some of the group’s silly antics from time to time. Banri Watanuki: He is the same age as Ririchiyo and Karuta. Banri is a Tanuki atavism youkai and his personality is somewhat like Ririchiyo’s in the fact that: he often says the opposite of what he really means. He is most often impulsive and very outspoken. Watanuki labels himself a “delinquent”- Though he is really anything but. He is a childhood friend of: Karuta, Soushi, Natsume and Kagerou. Although, for the last 2 he was more like a play thing, than a “friend”. He hates Soushi and considers him his “rival” because the fox called him “Cute” in their youth. Watanuki never forgave Miketsukami for that. The Tanuki is in love with Karuta, and is easily (understandable) frightened by Kageru. Karuta Roromiya: She is the same age as Watanuki and Ririchiyou: 15. Karuta is the SS Agent for Kagerou- however he is rarely in Ayakashi Kan. So, she is often left to her own devices. She is ever hungry and curious. Soft spoken as well. Even though she seems spaced out, she is quite clever and well knowing about important things. She is the atavism for a Gashadokuro (starving skeleton) who passed its blood down the line in her family. As such, she can take on the form of a massive skeleton and can do quite a lot of damage when she needs to. Zange Natsume: Natsume, just like the others, is a half youkai. He is a Hyakume (100-eyed demon). He is the SS Agent for Watanuki and likes to tease him and play tricks on the Tanuki. Natsume has an overly cheerful personality and knows more than he lets on, most of the time. He wears a headband with bunny ears. Natsume is particularity fond of Soushi- Calling him: “Sou-Tan” in an affectionate manner. He has reddish hair and wears a bandage over part of his face to hide extra eyes. In his youkai form, he has eyes all over his arms and an eye in each palm of his hand. Kagerou Shoukiin: He is Karuta’s partner and the former master of Soushi. He is also Ririchiyo’s fiancé. She has no feelings for him, and he does not seem interested in pushing the issue. The man can often be bossy, blunt, arrogant, eccentric and narcissistic. He usually addresses the other members as “pigs”, “animals”, “human toilets” or “bitches”. A total sadist who goes on and on about S&M….. He can be QUITE annoying to all (Other characters and the viewer). Note: I won't go into the ships (canon or otherwise)- because that would be getting into spoiler territory. If I do youtube reviews, I MAY try to go a bit into spoiler territory. But, I'm not promising anything. As for the story itself: The anime is mainly there to draw your attention to the manga. The mangaka: Cocoa Fujiwara died a year after she finished the manga for this series. She died from complications with an illness. So, the manga IS finished. However, the anime is NOT. The 12 episode anime covers about 9.5 of the chapters. The first 18 chapters of the manga are actually the prologue- so the anime does not really get into the story much at all. I liked the anime, and I am reading the manga, however, I am personally finding the manga a bit boring. So, I am slow at reading it. What the anime DOES do: it introduced the main cast and side characters, and show us some of their personalities. It’s a fun watch. There really are no major conflicts, though because it only covered half of the prologue. Ririchiyo and Soushi are the focus, and how their relationship grows, is as well. They have to overcome their insecurities together. If you watch the anime, it may leave you feeling satisfied with that, or it may leave you wanting to read the manga. wanting to read the manga. Though, it did not compel me much to read the manga, I was curious. Others may see it differently. The manga was in a shounen demographic (shounen, shoujo, josei, seinen- none of them are genres. I find it really annoying when they are used as such. They were labels (changed into genres in the west) for the demographic that they were marketed to) magazine- so it is considered a shounen. Though, it feels more like a shoujo when you read the manga or watch the anime. The ending: Each episode features a different “character song”- most of them bored me. I really liked the one from episode 7: “Taiyou to Tsuki” by Renshou’s CV: Yoshimasa Hosoya & Nobara’s CV: Youko Hikasa. Otherwise, they weren’t really all that interesting visually or musically to me. Often part of the episode continues after the ending song/credits. So, you shouldn’t just stop the episode and go onto the next one, if you are bored by the ED. Just skip past it.

[chasholidays]

Prompt: Bellarke roommates AU where Bellamy’s babysitting his nephew and dresses himself as rudolf/dresses his nephew as Santa and Clarke dies of emotions. Hopefully a best friends to lovers situation?

Bellamy: I know you have some class stuff to do but what if you blew it off and came and took pictures of me and Carter for Christmas cards

Clarke blinks at her phone, trying to make sense of the words on the screen. She’s been trying to edit her photo project for long enough that her brain feels like it’s starting to melt, but once she figures out what he’s asking, she has to smile. Octavia and Lincoln are out doing Christmas shopping, so Bellamy is watching his nephew. Clarke was sad to be missing out, but this needed to get done.

And now it mostly is, so she can definitely go home, take pictures of Bellamy and Carter, and relax for the rest of the day. It’s not the most academically sensible decision she’s ever made, but it does sound like a huge improvement over what she’s actually doing.

And Bellamy clearly needs backup.

Me: If I’m home in like half an hour is that soon enough, or do you need me to leave now?

Bellamy: Half an hour should be fineI just want this documented

It’s a somewhat confusing statement, but Clarke doesn’t dwell on it as she finishes up and locks the lab behind her. She assumes that once she gets home and sees him, everything will become clear.

And it does, but not quite instantly, because she opens the door and there he is in the kitchen, wearing a lot of soft brown material with a red dot on his nose, and that’s just kind of a lot to take in. It’s hard to process what she’s seeing, let alone make sense of it.

When she spots the antler headband, though, it clicks.

He gives her a crooked smile. “Hi.”

“Hi. Did you have this outfit already, or did you guys go shopping? I’m just trying to figure out the timeline here.”

“It’s, uh–”

“Aunt Clarke!” says Carter, spying her from his spot on the living room floor and running over. “Hi! Don’t we look handsome?”

Clarke has to smile. At almost five, Carter is talkative and messy-haired, a bright bundle of energy and missing teeth. Clarke hasn’t seen him in a few weeks because she’s been busy with grad school, and she did miss him.

“You look very handsome. Did you come over in that costume?”

He twirls for her, showing off a bright red suit and bushy beard made of what looks like an old t-shirt and yarn. “Uncle Bell made it.”

“He did, huh?” Clarke asks, smiling at Bellamy over Carter’s head.

“They’re doing a holiday pageant at the preschool,” he explains. “Carter is playing Santa and O figured I could handle the costume.”

“I’m amazed a preschool can have Santa in a pageant,” she admits. “Aren’t they non-denominational?”

“It’s informational about all the holiday traditions. The kids are coming together in song. It’s going to be—“ He glances at Carter and coughs delicately. “Great. It’s going to be great.”

“And are you going to be in it?” she teases, giving one of his antlers a tug. They’re felt and kind of adorable.

“I figured if he was dressed as Santa anyway we might as well make a day of it, right?”

His smile is a little sheepish, and the whole effect is just—

Honestly? It’s adorable. Bellamy is about the cutest thing she’s ever seen, even without Carter. Put in the kid and yeah. It’s absurd.

“So did Uncle Bell make his own costume?” Clarke asks Carter. “Or did he already have that?”

“He had it!”

“Traitor,” Bellamy mutters. “It’s from a costume party.”

“You went to a party in a reindeer onesie?”

“Like you didn’t do weirder things in college.”

“Why did you keep the reindeer onesie?”

“For moments like this, obviously. Are you going to take pictures for us or not?”

“I can’t believe you’re asking me to document it. I’m not even getting secret blackmail material. It’s your idea.”

“You can’t blackmail me if I’m not embarrassed. We look handsome,“ he adds, smirking, and it’s not actually accurate in his case, but–he is cute. Incredibly cute.

It gets cuter when he scoops Carter up onto his shoulders, making him whoop with laughter. He tugs on the antlers on Bellamy’s head like they’re a steering device, and Bellamy goes with it, letting Carter navigate him into the living room.

The living room is actually worse, because it’s full of the ruins of the costume-making, scraps of loose fabric they seem to have arranged into decorations. Clarke wouldn’t say she’s into guys who are good with kids, as a general thing, but if she hadn’t been in love with Bellamy before she saw how he doted on Carter, that probably would have done it. He’s just so sweet.

So, yeah. This was a bad idea. She shouldn’t have agreed to take pictures of the cutest babysitting session ever. But she did, so there’s nothing to do but ask, "So, what did you have in mind?”

“Mom wants pictures of me,” says Carter. “Without Uncle Bell.”

“She specifically said that,” Bellamy adds. “Bellamy, you can’t be in all the pictures, I need some of just him for Lincoln’s parents.”

“Poor Lincoln’s parents, missing out on your reindeer onesie. Okay, kiddo, what do you want to do for your grandparents?”

“We need a background,” he says, patient. “I told Uncle Bell, but he said we should wait for you.”

“You’re the artist. I figured you might have ideas. I’ve got some construction paper and markers, so–”

“So, we’ve got Santa and a reindeer, right?” she says, clapping her hands together. Projects are good. Projects aren’t thinking about how cute Bellamy looks. “I think we should get a sleigh and some presents. You two can handle presents, I’ve got the sleigh.”

As plans go, it’s good for their project and still bad for her sanity, because Bellamy is still wearing his stupid costume, and Carter is sitting in his lap, telling him what colors of construction paper to use for the presents he’s cutting out. He’s patient as he adds polka dots and stripes, does everything, and Clarke keeps getting distracted from her own project watching the two of them.

Bellamy catches her the third time or so, flashes her a grin. “Don’t judge. We can’t all be professionals.”

She shakes her head, her own smile warm. “No, you guys are doing great. Just trying to get the size on the sleigh right. Proportions.”

“Uh huh.”

“I take my duties seriously.”

His expressions softens. “I know you do. Thanks.”

Even with her occasional distractions, Clarke finishes her sleigh and a Christmas tree before Carter feels that Bellamy’s made a sufficient number of presents. Which says less about Clarke’s own skills and a lot more about what Carter considers a sufficient number of presents, honestly.

They cut out a few ornaments for the tree and then tape the whole display up on the wall, which is enough work that they have to go have a snack before they’re ready for the actual pictures, so there’s no way Clarke’s getting anything else done before dinner. Even if Carter leaves, they’ll have the living room to clean, and Bellamy will definitely feel obliged to buy her a pizza for all her help.

So it’s the ideal day, basically. Even with the morning spent in the computer lab and the slight stress of childcare.

The pictures of Carter are easy, because he’s half Blake, which makes him a natural ham. He lives his whole life like it’s a photoshoot already, and Clarke’s camera, whenever she turns it on him, just confirms what he already suspected about his own coolness.

And then he says, “Come on, Uncle Bell! Your turn!”

“Any notes?” he asks Clarke.

“Have fun, be yourself. Try not to hog the spotlight. It’s the kid’s moment.”

“But this is my breakout role.” He leaves her side and goes to pick up Carter. “Okay, buddy, what do you want me to do?”

Carter, being Carter, has a lot of ideas about what he wants, and Bellamy, being Bellamy, goes along with him. He rides on his uncle’s back, in his lap, on his shoulders. He gets a bow and ties it on Bellamy’s head so he can pretend to unwrap him, makes Bellamy find sunglasses so they can both wear them and pose as cool guys.

And the whole time, Bellamy is just being Uncle Bell, the sweetest, kindest, gentlest version of himself. It’s not, honestly, how Clarke would want him to be all the time, because she likes the Bellamy who’s kind of prickly and sarcastic and irritable, the one who snaps at her when he loses his temper. Bellamy, when he’s with his nephew, is superhumanly patient and helpful, and while it’s beyond sweet, it’s not how Clarke wants him to be with her.

But it is very, very appealing. She blames biological imperatives.

“Okay,” says Bellamy, flopping onto his back with histrionic exhaustion. “That’s it, right? We got enough? You’re done? You’re happy?”

“We didn’t get one with Aunt Clarke!”

Clarke blinks. “Did we need one with me? I’m not even wearing a costume.”

Bellamy takes his antlers off and puts them on her instead, smiling. “There, instant costume. We should get one with the three of us, right?”

It doesn’t seem like a necessity to Clarke, but it’s not like she minds, really. They can put it up on the fridge or something. She can post it on Instagram and her relatives who follow her will ask if she adopted a child with that nice boy they’re all convinced she’s dating.

So, par for the course.

“Let me just grab the stand,” she says.

It takes a few minutes for Carter to get them arranged, and then she sets the camera to auto-take pictures every few seconds. They do a couple serious ones, and then some silly ones, and Carter settles into Clarke’s lap to review all the shots she took. He picks his favorites for her to send to Octavia, and then Bellamy comes to see too, slotting in right next to Clarke, warm and close. He’s still wearing the onesie, which should be ridiculous, but she’s pretty sure he’s not going to change before Carter does, and Carter sounds like he’s planning to wear his Santa costume until it is forcibly cut from his body.

So the whole thing is, again, overwhelmingly cute. Clarke is not prepared.

“Which ones of these do you want?” she asks him, trying not to think about how close he is and how nice he smells and how his hair is a little messy from his headband that she’s still wearing.

“All of them, obviously. They’re all great. Thanks,” he adds, to her surprise.

“You don’t actually think this was a hardship, right? I got to take cute pictures instead of doing work. And I got to see you guys all dressed up.”

“You can see me again at the pageant,” says Carter. “You’re coming, right?”

“Of course I’m coming,” she says. “I wouldn’t miss it.”

“Okay, buddy,” Bellamy says, once Clarke gets through all the photos. “We need to get you changed before your parents show up.”

“We do? Why can’t I wear it home?”

“Because the beard would be itchy,” he says. “And your mom said you guys were going out to dinner, so you need to wear your regular clothes. Otherwise all the other kids are going to ask you for presents.”

“I guess,” Carter says, heaving a heavy sigh. “Okay, I’ll get changed.”

Octavia shows up before they’re ready, so she and Clarke have their usual slightly awkward chat, which blessedly ends when Octavia says, “Oh my god, Bell, what are you wearing?”

“I’m Rudolph,” he says. “Hi, O, nice to see you too. No need to thank me for babysitting or making a costume or anything.”

“Thank you,” she says. “Carter, did you thank Uncle Bell and Aunt Clarke for letting you come over today?”

“Thanks Uncle Bell and Aunt Clarke!” he says, obedient. They both get one more hug, and then the kid is gone, and Clarke and Bellamy are alone in their antlers and onesie, respectively.

“Okay, seriously,” says Clarke. “What party was that appropriate for?”

“What party is it not appropriate for?”

“Look, I know you’re hot, but there’s no way this look was working for you back then.”

As soon as the words are out of her mouth, she knows they’re the wrong words, and Bellamy clearly does too. He cocks his head at her, curious, and Clarke feels the heat rush up her neck.

“Back then,” he repeats, slow. “So, you’re saying I look better in a onesie now than I did in college?”

“You had a kid helping you out. I assume you didn’t bring small children to college parties to help you get laid, so–”

He grins. “So this is doing it for you. Doting uncle in a reindeer onesie is your type? You’re actually into this?”

The smartest option would be to tease him back, but–he doesn’t look upset at the prospect. And he is her best friend. They can survive an awkward moment if they have to.

“Honestly? I really am.”

She’d worry it wasn’t enough, but Bellamy sobers instantly, eyes darting up and down, like he’s checking her for strings. “This? Really?”

“The hotness helps a lot. And–” She shrugs. “I’m into you, Bellamy, so–”

His hand is on her jaw, tilting her chin up, and his mouth is on hers, warm and insistent, and when he pulls back, she tugs him back in, kissing him like she’s wanted to for years, making the most of it.

“Fuck, I would have told you I had a reindeer onesie years ago if I knew this was your kink,” he teases.

“It was really the whole experience. Honestly, do you have any idea how cute you are with your nephew? I’m amazed I lasted this long.”

“I had no idea and I wish you hadn’t,” he teases. He kisses her again. “Seriously, though, if this is a kink for you, you should tell me now, before–”

She gives him a gentle shove. “You’re a kink for me, asshole.”

“Cool, because I kind of wanted to take this thing off. If you wanted to help me with that too.”

It’s a line that wouldn’t work if he wasn’t Bellamy, but none of this would have worked if he wasn’t Bellamy. She adores him, and apparently the feeling is mutual.

“Yeah,” she says. “I’ve got you covered.”