#i'm old and in my time headcanons were used to fill the blanks

[tiafrye]

The duality of BG3 fandom for me comes to this:

There's a group of people who are - despite this being an option in game that bears (no pun intended) no consequences - convinced that based on voice acting and previous trauma Astarion is absolutely not into having a polyamorous relationship and at the same time there are people who completely ignore Gale's reaction of explicitly not being into poly and he's still being put into poly in fanart and fanfiction.

Some things are just beyond my understanding, I suppose.

[kari-izumi]

My slash shipping friends don't think this whole "It's not real if they don't kiss" attitude is a thing that exists among M/F fandom pairings, but I would love to thank everyone without reading comprehension for giving me this example to show them lol

Snark aside though, if this W was any bigger, it'd be replacing Warner Music Group's current logo. Spirk is THEE ship that saved this franchise from obscurity and not even THEY have gotten this kind of huge moment in the sun in official canon like we've been given in Prodigy.

Also, keep in mind that unlike live action media, where actors can make choices that go against what the writers or creatives want (see also: Garashir), any and everything that makes it into an animated shot, especially one where animated motion is involved, was done with intention.

This one was a very deliberately thought out easter egg that could've easily have been left out as we'd already seen Chakotay gift her his chah-moo-zee, a very, very, veeeeery personal heirloom to pass down to anyone, and that would've also sufficed. But no, we get this mirror that also had stones from their time from the Delta Quadrant. I thought I had the passenge screenshots but I think they've been shared recently enough at the time of this posting on July 29th 2024 to find in the tag.

But hey, let's put aside beta canon and look at the show itself. Damn near every time J/C are in the same scene as Dal and Gywn--two characters who HAVE kissed and who we know have feelings for one another--the show makes a point of juxtaposing the latter with similar actions from the former. I mean, it's clear enough that an 8 year old fan asked Kate Mulgrew about whether Janeway was in love with him or not in a rather adorable clip I saw on Twitter (and good taste on kid, you're gonna love this ship tag in seven to ten years!). I mean, that's someone in the target demo of the show who picked up what the writers was laying down like Chakotay did the minute he and Janeway got some privacy after their reunion

It's just strange to me that people think this is not something to be excited for as someone who came into VOY shortly after it ended and never thought we'd have any official follow up to the show after Janeway's two second cameo in Nemesis. When we got that bullshit asspull in Endgame we thought that was the end of that and C/7 was forever more, the end (thankfully, Picard pulled that bandaid right off with gay Seven tho). Most of us just ignored that entirely.

But even if there weren't all these details? The great thing about fandom is we can transform it into our own vision *anyway*. And I love what we got because it's just enough where I can still have scope for the imagination where I can still fill in my own blanks.

But in this case? As much as I'd love to see an actual kiss onscreen, this has watered my crops and cleared my skin more than any other callback or shout-out in Modern Trek. For comparison, Picard and Crusher, the J/C equivalent on TNG, had a whole ass CHILD but apparently were a Ross/Rachel level disaster of a couple that Crusher went off the grid to raise the kid. That one was confirmed but speaking as someone who shipped that concurrent to J/C in the 2000s, I know which of the two feels far more satisfying because here I am, writing my first two J/C fanfics since high school, re-watching VOY (a show I have unfortunately slagged off after learned from other fans that it was "bad" but now realize many ppl were gonna hate it no matter what it did) and having headcanons of Janeway and Chakotay doing the JoJo torture dance together on their Lake George date (we all know that's a date when he came by with a frigging ROSE and I'm tired of pretending otherwise!) because I'm a shit poster at heart but also, these two have been through it and need some fun.

This post was longer than I expected it to be, but TLDR: OP is right and kissing is not the only way to convey that two people live each other. it's not even the most meaningful way, most of the time.

J/C shippers are being salty and lamenting Prodigy for not being explicit about Janeway and Chakotay’s love for each other.

Meanwhile, in the text of the Prodigy series itself…

In Janeway’s Ready Room on the Voyager A (seen in episode 5) are a bunch of mementos from her adventures. Some are obvious, such as the framed arachnid on the wall as a reference to her Captain Proton Holodeck adventure, or the mini Voyager model…

But there’s ONE deep cut memento you might not realize the significance of. And that’s this compact mirror she stops to admire.

Which is a reference to a series of short stories that was published around 2005 under the title “Distant Shores.”

And in this series of short stories is one titled “Isabo’s Shirt” written by Kristen Beyer. And the story centers around Janeway and Chakotay… going on a DATE.

So when Janeway looks over the mementos in her Ready Room, she specifically stops and dwells on this compact mirror and the episode takes the time to show her doing this and show how much it means to her.

I’m sorry, but how are you lamenting that J/C is NOT cannon after witnessing THAT??? The writers of Prodigy took non-cannon short stories from 2005 about a J/C date and turned it into factual, textual, official Star Trek cannon!!!

[cognitosclowns]

can i get some uhhhh nsfw myc x male reader headcanons 👉👈

ITS MONSTERFUCKER TIME BABEYYYY

BIG WIGGLY TENTACLES HERE, MINORS DNI

explicit!! very explicit!! also Tw for : Drugs/drug use (the effects of his funky slime specifically <3)

OH there is so much to be done with this fella so I'm gonna break this shit down smdnsd

he knows you’re crushing on him before you know you’re crushing on him.

And he’ll point it out shamelessly. Straight up come into your office and ask for a hookup.

he’s 4000 years old shame doesn’t exist anymore smdns.

Somehow the constant knowledge that he’s in your head is,, kinda,,, attractive?

Because yes, he’s always in your head. Whether passively sorting through your thoughts, or actively digging through your subconscious to see what makes you tick, he is in your mind.

This can definitely be used to your advantage if you have a particularly active imagination <3 the more intensely someone is focusing on a thought, the easier he’s able to sense it!

Specifically requesting the office right above his room? Better yet, above The Gang’s office? Spending your lunch break running through fantasies about him? Jacking off during lunch, purposefully keeping images of him in your mind with the sole intent of him seeing them? 

Listen you may just get an unexpected visitor, and a free trip to his Collection Lab <3

 Actually having sex with Myc??

Just,, the most wild experience?

the sensation is unlike anything. Everything is squishy and warm? There’s this fantastic full-bodied tingling like a shiver when his tendrils start excreting their fluid?

You’ll be coated in it by the time you’re done. very smooth! suspiciously similar to Aloe Vera smdnsm

Depending on how much you can take, you may find yourself stretched a frankly ridiculous amount. he will fill any and every hole you’d like <3

It’s also a very long experience. He likes to draw things out - deep down, he really loves seeing you absolutely ruined after hours of being railed by his tentacles

okay maybe not that deep down cause he’ll probably talk about that while he fucks you, but still!

The most vocal man in the world (most vocal mushroom? sndsb)

not in a moaning sort of way, more so in a talkative way? He’s a complete motor mouth in bed. Constant comments about your thoughts, the way your body’s reacting, that cute look on your face when he twists his tendrils? No filter, you’re getting the full lay down.

He’s a confident little bastard is what he is! He can quite literally feel the way your brain lights up when he does something you like, and he’s gonna use that to his advantage <3

That’s actually half the fun for him tbh - being able to feel the way his movements affect you? the way your brain goes entirely blank after a certain point, into just a mess of shapes and ideas? <3 fucking the brains outta you is his greatest joy

He’s more than happy to take control - it’s much easier that way!! Literally just lay there, his tentacles will do the work!!

‘honey, my whole body is an erogenous zone’ aka touch him anywhere!! don’t be shy, he’s very durable. Squeeze, bite, scratch, pull - you aren’t gonna do any lasting damage, and if you do it’s just gonna heal back in a few days anyways

Besides, he knows people can have pretty extreme reactions to the kind of stimulation he can provide <3 he doesn’t mind if you need to cling to him

BASTARD BASTARD COCKY BASTARD <3 i love him sm anon. I hope these were okay!! Lmk if you had smth else in mind!!

[acadianideals]

okay institute-era dima posting because i have so many ideas/headcanons/shit i made up about this stupid little man

out of the brothers, dima's older, and taller-- whatever that means to a synth. his constant being ripped apart and having bits altered and replaced has stretched his once-compact innards into a disorganised mess, and that growth is only further continued after his escape, with faraday's altering. nick's altercations mostly consisted of him being hooked up to outside devices, and although he did get ripped apart a bit, dima's was much more severe. dima was made first-- 'hey, let's try growing this thing from a blank slate of a mind!' quickly turned into 'we need to build synths from a source' as they believed dima's experiment was beginning to fail.

ok everything past this point is old art so things have been changed slightly but on behalf of my constant ramblings i'm dragging it back here:

for all intents and purposes, dima's a child. they got a video diary going of him, in the same way you'd track your infant's every move so you don't miss their first words-- and so that later, they could go back, rewind the footage, replay it over and over and over again and really try to crack this man, understand him. dima enjoyed pretending things were better than they were. he'd get his hands on toys from the few children present in the institute's halls, stare wide-eyed and confused at the children when their parents dragged them down to keep an eye on them. he'd gently spin the wheels of toy cars, stack blocks as high as they could go, and sometimes he wonders if this is all he's made for, if his greater goal in life is to just sit here. his programming tells him his goal is to serve his usefulness, and he tries. he really does. he tries to force himself to sleep like how the scientists do, not quite understanding he doesn't need that. he lies uncomfortably on his back, staring up at the ceiling, assuming he'll just blink and wake up tomorrow morning. he flips through picture books, and has them yanked out of his hands and replaced with useful things instead-- dictionaries, textbooks, even when the words muddle his mind he's too scared of the consequence to ask for help. it wasn't a good childhood, it was hardly a childhood at all, but here he is.

he learnt a lot of things the institute would not tell him through books. he learnt what a brother was via a picture book, and then by looking the word up in a dictionary. he read stories about beautiful forests and blooming flowers, and had to be politely let down and told that all that doesn't quite exist anymore. some gaps in his knowledge, nick filled in in the few times they were left alone together. he'd just ask 'what's this? what's that?' and nick would have to shuffle through his feelings enough to explain what something was-- some being easier than others.

sidenote i have another drawing somewhere of dima stacking blocks and I'm SO pissed I cant find it

EDIT: FOUND IT

[cazimagines]

hii! i saw your requests for headcanons are open, if you’re comfortable with it what do you think Laszlo would be like with a reader that has a manipulative and abusive mother?

Warnings: Manipulation, physical abuse

- You were an enigma to Dr. Kreizler. A being shrouded in mystery who he despairingly wanted to untangle, to lay out what made you, before him and place all the pieces back together like a game. You were one of his patients and while he was used to patients not being open to him first, he could usually observe what the issue was for them, simply by the way they acted, the way they portrayed themselves.

- Yet you were a tabula rasa. A blank slate. He could neither observe you nor make assumptions about you because he'd have no proof. He asked you a copious amount of questions, attempting to figure you out but every answer in return was lacklustre. You gave away nothing to him, barely answering his questions with more than five words. And it annoyed him. Oh yes. But it also thrilled him.

- He denied ever seeing this mystery as a game, but he could not deny the rush of excitement he felt when he thought he was beginning to figure you out. The endless hours he spent in his office pouring over books attempting to see if they gave any inclination about what could be the problem. He found it gripping.

- You had submitted yourself to him as a patient, and he agreed to take you on, but once he started interviewing you, it's like you choose to drawback. Afraid of him. He tried to show you he meant you no harm, physically or mentally and he believed you were starting to come around but the process was slow.

- However, Laszlo's thrill of the hunt could come to an end quicker than he expected one sorry afternoon. He had invited you out to the opera for the evening, knowing John would not want to attend for the third time this month, plus he believed it might have had a good impact on you. Seeing him outside of a professional setting might make you feel more open to him. He knew you originally came from an upper-class position in life and would appreciate the opera as much as him.

- You were hesitant to attend but after some persuasion, you appeared at the hall on Laszlo's arm. He guided you into his box and initiated you in a polite conversation until the Opera started. He was right in understanding you would enjoy it. While you were focused on the stage before you, often his eyes sneaked over to yours, observing how happy you finally seemed to be able to watch it. He found himself overcome with happiness for finally figuring out a way to make you happy.

- Happiness was short-lived, however. During the intermission Laszlo took you out of the box to fetch some drinks and intermingle with the crowd and that was where everything kicked off.

- "Y/n! Oh my darling, I've missed you so much. Where have you been? You must have been cohorst into running away like that. Never mind darling, mothers, here now to take you home"

- Your face turned pale as the shrill voice called out to you, dread filling your soul. Instantly you let go of Laszlo's arm in an attempt to hurry through the crowds to get away but a harsh grip takes hold of your wrist, roughly pulling you back.

- "Darling, where are you going?"

- "Get off me!" you instantly shouted attempting to tug your arm away from her but for an old lady, her grasp held tight. Laszlo was instantly beside you though, confused, but glared at the woman as he noticed the harsh grip she had on you. "Madam, let go of her arm"

- The woman's ice-cold eyes finally grace onto Laszlo's and they narrow at him. "Who are you? Were you the one who took my child away from me!? I'm friends with the commissioner you know, I could have you thrown away for less"

- "You have no possession over your adult child, if she chooses to leave you that is of her own free will and you will not have any other choice but to accept" Laszlo seethed "Now let go of her"

- "She belongs to me!" the woman roared and the Laszlo observed the way you flinched at the sound and it was as if a switch in his mind was flicked. Finally, the last place in the puzzle he was playing had fitted in to reveal the whole picture. The piece he had been missing. The mother. In just a matter of moments, Laszlo could see how manipulative the woman was, trying to twist everything into showing her within a good light, from the way she held you and the way you flinched it was apparent abuse, much like his own father, took place within the household. Anger flooded over him for what the mother had put you through, for all the people around you who we're pretending to ignore this escapade, for not realising sooner what the problem was.

- "Laszlo, is there currently a problem?" Laszlo spun around and saw Commissioner Theodore standing behind him having noticed the fiasco happening. Briefly glancing at the mother she seems to make no remark at him being here and Laszlo deducts she had been lying through her teeth about knowing the commissioner.

- "Yes, rather Commissioner, this lady here claims to know you, and is attempting to abduct this woman here" Laszlo didn't try to hide the smile that appeared on his lips as the woman's mouth opened in shock, realising she had been caught lying.

- "I know no such woman" Theodore resorts, cautiously looking at the woman. "You'll pay for this" the woman turns to hiss to you and glares at Laszlo before storming off to try and regain even an ounce of dignity that she had left.

- Shakingly Laszlo took your arm within his again and lead you out of the Opera, knowing you wouldn't want to stay longer. He enters the calash with you, intending to take you home but within the calash, you finally break down and tell Laszlo all about the problems your mother had caused you, all she had made you feel and how worried you were about what Laszlo would have thought which was why you had never told him, and in return, Laszlo admitted to you his own dark past with his mother, and together within the privacy of the calash, both of your secrets were shown and no longer was an author of mystery surrounding the two of you.

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[itsclydebitches]

I'm the empathy anon. Yang said when Summer disappeared Ruby wasn't talking yet. That's under 3, probably, making Yang 5 at most. A 5 year old can't take care of a toddler too young to talk, that's not how human development works. Since Tai's a decent parent in vol. 4, Yang's retelling as 'I was taking care of Ruby' instead of 'my father did his best, but I still naturally grieved' suggests that when Tai couldn't resolve her grief he became, in her mind, an absent parent.

Taking a look back at the scene and approaching it with fresh eyes, I think the fandom – and I very much include myself in this – read a little too far into Tai's depression. Does Yang say elsewhere that she actually raised Ruby in any capacity? Because "Burning the Candle" just mentions Tai "shutting down" for an undetermined length of time. Specifically, her speech covers:

That both her parents were huntsmen

Tai taught at Signal

Summer went on missions

She was "super mom" who baked cookies and slew monsters

She left on a mission one day and never came back

This was "tough"

Ruby was "really torn up" but was too young to "really get what was going on, y'know?"

Tai "shut down"

Yang quickly learned why: Summer was the second love Tai lost

He wouldn't tell her everything about Raven though, just that she was on his team, left her with Tai after she was born, and hadn't been seen since

To my mind, that speech is pretty emotionally neutral in regards to Tai, leaning towards sympathetic when it comes to acknowledging why he broke (it wasn't just Summer's death, but the grief of losing a second love). There are no facts here about how long Tai "shut down," what Yang might or might not have done to care for Ruby, and no anger directed at her dad for this period, just sadness regarding the circumstances. During the part about how tough things were and how hard Tai took it, Yang has this sad little smile on her face. A kind of, "Life is hard. What are you gonna do?" energy. Not a "Dad couldn't handle it so I picked up his slack" energy.

What stands out to me though is the second half of Yang's story which could very very easily have painted Tai as an absent parent. She doesn't say that she was able to sneak out into the woods because he was too drunk/absentminded/uncaring to keep track of them, Yang deliberately waited "for Dad to leave the house." This was planned to avoid his parenting. She also fully paints herself as in the wrong here, acknowledging how obsessed she'd become with finding out about Raven: "I was determined to find out. It was all I thought about. I would ask anyone I could about what they knew about her... I wasn't going to let anything stop me." Yang describes herself as a "stupid girl" who might as well have been served herself and Ruby on a "silver platter" to the grimm. "My stubbornness should've gotten us killed that night." Her stubbornness, not anything Tai had or had not done.

I don't think there's anything in this scene to imply that Yang considers herself a better parent than Tai, or even that she was actively taking care of Ruby outside of an older sister trying to provide/find comfort with her. If anything, the scene implies that she considers herself to have been a stupid, impulsive kid who only now recognizes the foolishness of her choices – as well as how difficult all of this must have been for their Dad.

Yeah, RWBY has truckloads of writing problems, including nonsensical or inconsistent characterization, but in this case I think it's more a matter of the fandom reading too far into a neutral, or even positive depiction. Many fans were upset with Tai's tough love approach to Yang's arm. Many fans are currently upset that he's not on a quest to find his daughters. Both of those writing choices have simplified into a "Tai is an unfit father" reading. Combine that with people (again, myself included) easily misremembering this scene/filling in blanks with headcanons – taking "shut down" and expanding it into an entire childhood where Tai was absent, resulting in Yang needing to raise Ruby herself – toss in Yang acting somewhat parent-ish as she comforts her younger sister in Volume 8, as well as Yang's general attitude that we've discussed... and you get the conclusion that she demeans Tai's parenting. But unpacking all that, I don't think there's much actual evidence to support Yang being that critical of Tai. Other people? Absolutely, as said, but their relationship – however much in need of that second editing pass in other ways – seems to be an exception.

Hell, I'd kill to get a speech like this from Yang again. Compassion for Tai, awe at Qrow's save, clear personal motivations, an acknowledgement that she's made mistakes with horrifying consequences? That Yang is gone now and I miss her A Whole Lot.

[karasunology]

⸙ ˚₊ ➷ IWAIZUMI HAJIME BEING A DAD HEADCANONS! ❞

✎ . . . Herrroooo! 👋🏽 May I request a Baby daddy head canon (The “as dads” head canons lol) please? For Iwaizumi and Nishinoya please and thank you 💞 Love your writing too!!!

❝ ― submitted by @ nonnie <3 ❞

✎ . . . jae idk whether anyone has requested this but is it okay if i request for some iwaizumi and ushi dad HCs 🥺👉🏻👈🏻 ur HCs make me SO soft and tbh i just wanna live in ur imaginations 😢💞

❝ ― submitted by @b0kuto <3 ❞

✎ . . . since you did oikawa as a dad, what about my boyfie iwachann?? and maybe how their kids will interact with each other, thank you if you ever consider💛

❝ ― submitted by @ nonnie <3 ❞

-ˏˋ ➶ character(s) ━ iwaizumi hajime <3

[ trigger warnings ━ slight manga spoilers !! ]

✎ . . . DAD HEADCANONS.

[ SUGAWARA KOUSHI & OIKAWA VERSION. ] [ BOKUTO KOUTARO VERSION. ] [ MIYA ATSUMU VERSION. ] [ KUROO TETSUROU & KOZUME KENMA HEADCANONS. ]

-ˏˋ playing soleil's tape ˊˎ-

[ 📼 ] . . . happy 900 followers and happy birthday lizzie !! @kaidasen , i have two other iwaizumi hcs in my inbox and one being another dad req but not just general hcs and phew i'm tired

IWAIZUMI HAJIME.

➜ i'm not a s*mp but,,,

➜ i would glady offer him my hand in marraige

➜ you two weren't quick to settle down, since the both of you have been busy with your own jobs especially then, trying to survive a comitted long-distance relationship

➜ but now that it has been almost a year since you two got married, hajime knew he wanted to start a family with you

➜ and when i tell you that if MANS EVER EVEN THOUGHT of having children WITH YOU, you're in it for a long long run my love

➜ listen ─ iwa is a rational and decisive man, stubborn too, but overall thinks first before bringing these types lf serious stuff with you

➜ knowing that once you agree, mans will not be able to hold back anymore

➜ it was quite funny actually, since it has been a running joke between you two with your baby fever phase in high school that you soon grew out of when you attended collage.

➜ iwa used to relentlessly tease tf out of you but even then, he couldn't help but be the one that you want to have a child with

➜ now all the left over pride he has vanished away while he looks like a CLOWN as he nervously asked you about starting a family with him

➜ emodiment of👉👈😳🥺

➜ because now it was YOUR turn to tease tf out of him, payback bitch

➜ iwa : what if we . . start a family?? 😳👉👈 haha i'm joking . . . unless??

➜ you : it's funny how bitches turned into my fans💅💸

“ wow how the turn tables ”

“ baby girl, i don't think that's how it ─ ”

“ ─ aha simp ”

➜ but regardless, you immediately agreed to his offer and you BET that iwa would give you payback for all the teasing you have done in the bedroom

➜ ok bet fill me up to the brim sir

➜ okay um chile ,, i have to keep reminding of myself that this is a family friendly show

➜ he may be a little busy with work sometimes, but he'll always try to have time to go with you on your baby check ups and appointments which, he, actually booked the second you told him you were pregnant

➜ but whenever he doesn't, he would always be a lot more affectionate whenever he goes home to see you and would hear how you talk about updates from the doctor as he just RUBS YOUR TUMMY as he apologizes for not coming with you😭

➜ when you gave birth to a beautiful hanako, iwa couldn't help but cry because wow??YOU ARE SO WONDERFUL AND HE IS SO PROUD TO HAVE YOU AS HIS WIFE, AND YOU GAVE HIM THIS LOVELY MASTERPIECE OKAY AIGHT

➜ hajime didn't really care about gender now, but before he actually wanted a son, but as i said now, all his mind was just about you and your daughter ─ his precious girls

➜ besides, he has all the time in the world to make a son with you or two

➜ hanako, no matter how sweet she could be ─ she is lowkey a little shit too

➜ prefers hajime over you but would LOVE to rile him up and make it seem that she prefers you over him

➜ he would be a strict father, but such a softie for his daughter that he forgets why he even was mad when your daughter pulls up with THE TRUMP CARD with the same puppy eyes you always used on him

➜ like mans was already a goner but aight

➜ gets FLUSTERED AND EMBARESSED whenever hanako wants him to play with her with her dolls and he also has to act out with her lmao, but we all know she was doing it on purpose

➜ your daughter is a   s a d i s t

➜ makes her dad watch all the OLD barbie movies because she doesn't👏like👏the👏new👏ones👏

➜ periodt 😡💅

➜ has grown to LOVE the thought of being a princess AND HAJIME CALLS HER PRINCESS ALL THE TIME AHH

“ but daddy i'm a princess !! of course i need a prince ” hanako pouted as iwaizumi's tick mark just grew with the thought of his daughter having another boy in her life other than him ( and oikawa & perhaps future brothers😳 )

“ why would you need a prince when you already have your knight in shinning armor here, ” he gestured vigorously to himself with his hands moving up and down from his head to toe

“ oh yeah! i guess i'm okay with that ” your daughter giggled before calling out to you as she saw you coming into her line of sight, reaching her hands out for you to carry her

➜ and by the time you have her in your arms, she would always nuzzle her little head onto your neck, but this time, before he could, she looked back at her father ─ but this time with a mischievous glint

“ ─ for now ” she smiled cheekily before tugging you to head over to kitchen because one, she wants to get away from her father's intense aura emitting from him, and two, she was hungry

➜ as you can see, bb girl loves to rile up her father, but as i said, iwa could never stay mad for too long

➜ would, yes, kinda yell at his kids, but would NEVER EVER hit them

➜ would kinda BONK🔨💥 them but not the childhood traumatizing methods

➜ he has strong beliefs that hitting children are a no-go, because it would probably affect them in the future, and there are other, better and appropriate ways to handle them without leaving them in child trauma

➜ since argentina is close to california where you and iwa have settled down, you bet that oikawa BEGGED them to have a small little reunion atleast every other three months LMAO

➜ and when you gave birth to your son, hayato, oikawa's offer did not STOP, and when oikawa finally had the time to visit you guys with his family ─ it was chaotic.

➜ first of, hanako is so mean to oikawa for some reason but she also kinda likes him too?? 😭

➜ oikawa : that's so upsettin😔

➜ then moves to hayato because unLIKE A CERTAIN SOMEONE, hayato being the precious bb boy he is, accepted all the love oikawa would give him

“ hana-chan, yahoo !! ” before uncle tooru could engulf hanako as he ran up to her with arms open wide, she avoided his figure as he went pass her and hit himself on a lampost

➜ with a blank stare, she crouched to his cowering figure as he rubbed the spot on his head that hit the post while whining, poking his side in curiousity.

“ uncle, are you alright ─ ”

“ ─ oi, shittykawa what are you doing ─ ”

➜ as you and your husband along with oikawa's wife and kids, run up to where the two duo were crouching, your toddler son tilted his head innocently

“ shittykawa . . . ? ”

➜ usually these reunion day would always end in traditional family dinner with the iwaizumis and the oikawas ─ and after that, their offsprings just couldn't get away from each other when it's time to go 🥺

“ i don't want them to leave :( ” hayato pouted as he wouldn't let go of his little tug on akiro's sweater

“ hana-chan !! ” hikaru clung onto hanako as hanako quietly glared at him, trying to shake him off while she shyly held onto akio as aiko starts scolding her little brother

➜ also side note : you bet that they would come back to japan just to attend aobajohsai

➜ anywh0res😍

➜ iwaizumi is the type of dad that would give EQUAL amounts of love to his children, would never have favouritism with his children because that shit actually hurts ngl😔

➜ would arm wRESTLE with hayato but he doesn't wanna hurt him so he would always let him win though it may cost his pride

➜ someone thirst with me about his arms please😭😭

➜ when he's soft'ish

➜ it was near father's day and you have been planning for it along with your children but you guys were anything BUT LOWKEY

➜ iwaizumi could literally hear giggling in one of the rooms and he goes to check it out and sees nodding vigorously at hayato.

➜ wanting to join in the fun, he opened the door and leaned onto the door frame expecting for you to call for him to join you guys

➜ but to his suprised, you guys stayed unusually quiet while your two kids avoided eye contact with him

➜ iwaizumi was upset being left out, but didn't really comment on it. but as father's day rolls in with your two kids waking him up as he goes down to the kitchen to see his favourite breakfast along with some cards from hanako and hayato, and with you smiling warmly at him as you took off your apron before kissing him a goodmorning in his cheeks ─ he knew it was worth it, whatever you guys were planning

“ ew, mommy kissed dada!! ” shrieked by your children as hajime stuck a tongue at them as he grinned at you, lovesick, before he could get to steal kiss on your lips, you pushed his head to look at the opposite side

“ brush your teeth first, and THEN, i will think about kissing you ”

[gffa]

so i was just thinking about star wars (as you do) and i realized... do the jedi (the survivors, that is) and in general the people ever actually all find out that the clones like... had no choice with order 66? i know a few jedi learn about it, but like, is it ever made public in the aftermath of the empire's defeat? 5 years after the massacre (while the empire still exists) cal kestis still believes the clones betrayed them. i'm assuming later the resistance learns some of it through rex? hmmm

I DON’T THINK THEY DO.  Some of them learn the truth–Kanan seems to know, we know Ferren Barr knew, Rex and Gregor and Wolffe knew–but it seems like the galaxy in general didn’t.While it’s possible that it may eventually come to light–it would be very easy to slide in somewhere that Luke or Leia told people the truth, along the lines of that’s my headcanon for how everyone knew Palpatine was a Sith Lord by the time of the sequels–we have evidence that the wider galaxy definitely didn’t know.In Force Collector (set sometime close-ish to The Force Awakens), Karr Nuq Sin goes on a journey to discover the truth, which is difficult because most people don’t really even know the Jedi existed as anything significant (if they believe they existed at all) and Palpatine’s propaganda is still in full effect in many places, like when they go talk to the son of a clone who died during the war, he believes everything that Palpatine said about them:

      Karr beamed. Leaving Merokia was already proving helpful. “Then if your dad was a clone trooper, you must know about the Jedi,” he prompted.      Sconto’s expression fell. A blank look replaced his wide smile.      Karr could see Maize was about to laugh, thinking she had found someone who shared her disbelief, until she noticed that all the good humor had gone out of the room.      “Don’t talk to me about Jedi,” Sconto said, his cheery demeanor taking on a hardened tone.      Karr chided himself for being so carefree about his quest. He forgot that the galaxy was a big place filled with big opinions, and many didn’t line up with his way of thinking. “I’m only asking as a history buff. I’m trying to find—”      But the man cut him off. “My father was killed in those wars. Gone before I ever met him. And I don’t think I need to tell you who I hold responsible?”      “The Jedi,” Arzee said enthusiastically, as if answering a bit of trivia. Karr winced, wishing he had programmed the droid to understand when a question was rhetorical.      “War is an ugly thing,” Sconto continued. “Both sides think they’re right, and many lives are lost because of it. You can’t argue with fighting for what you believe in, but…” He paused as if he was tempering his anger again. “Betrayal,” he bellowed. “To turn on your fellow soldiers in arms, to cheat and strike like cowards! That’s just…” He searched for the worst word he could think of.  “Disgraceful.” Then he spit on the ground as if the word wasn’t enough.      Everyone was a little dumbstruck, but Maize couldn’t help breaking the silence.      “The Jedi really existed?”      “Absolutely,” he said with bitterness. “There were tons of them. But now they’re all gone. Of course, their legend has grown beyond their power by now. It happens that way sometimes, with heroes and villains alike. The truth is never as simple as it seems, in history books or anyplace else. The Jedi were a bunch of power-hungry renegades, a few of whom might have had some sort of abilities.” He waved a hand dismissively. “But at the end of the day, they were violent traitors, and the clones were right to put them down.”

He thinks that the Jedi were the ones to turn on the clones, that they were the traitors, and the clones chose to put them down.  (Which is really painful because he’s actually describing much closer to what happened to the Jedi, that Palpatine forced the clones to cheat and strike at their backs like a coward, never even realizing that the clones weren’t given any choice in this.)Karr’s great-grandfather (a Jedi who left when he was a Padawan) also believed the propaganda about them and it was up to Karr to have to tell him the truth (who had discovered it through his psychometric abilities) and he was devastated to learn about it.  That’s how deeply Palpatine’s propaganda was sold across the galaxy.

      RZ-7 agreed, as gently as he could. “Sir, you took such noble measures to protect your family—and those measures were successful. But there was no need to turn your back on the Jedi. They never turned their back on the Republic. Or you.”      Naq Med sank slowly to the floor. His grip on the can he used for a cup loosened, and it fell—spilling its contents across the rug. “But if that’s true, it was all for nothing. The Grand Inquisitor…?” he asked of anyone who might answer. Karr said, “A pawn of the Emperor. He turned on his own kind.” He paused. In the back of his head, an idea gelled. He spoke slowly, putting the words in order as they occurred to him. “The dark side won. The bad guys won so completely that when they were finished…there was nobody left to remember the good guys. No one to tell their side of the story. No one to collect their history and write it down—not once the Temple was gone. They say history is written by the winners, but it should be written by those who remember. Those who care about the facts.”      The old man settled in a loose cross-legged position, his arms at his sides, his hands lying limply in his lap. “It was all a lie. My whole life, everything I lost…”

(It doesn’t help that the Empire erased anything that talked about the Jedi or the Force, so there was nothing to contradict their story.)Ultimately, there is hope, though.  The Force seems to have chosen Karr specifically to show him what really happened, how the Jedi were betrayed and that they had never turned their backs on the Republic, that his role isn’t to become a Jedi himself, but to tell their story, the real story of their courage and bravery.And that seems to be reflected in Star Wars Propaganda where an author writes an entire book on how one conflict led into the next and while the Jedi are a small part of that book, as well as it doesn’t directly focus on Order 66 much or anything, it does show that the Jedi weren’t part of the corruption eating away at the Republic, that their problem was one of being really shit at PR more than anything.So someday the galaxy should know the truth.  There’s hope out there!  But it’s going to take awhile because the Empire was really, really thorough in scrubbing out the actual truth and replacing it with their own narrative.But glimmers exist.  The crew in Alphabet Squadron discover a Jedi Temple and realize there may be more to them than the Empire said.  Savi from Black Spire knew the Jedi were good and did much to protect the galaxy.  In-universe stories from Myths & Fables survive.  Poe Dameron speaks incredibly warmly about the Jedi and their traditions in the Poe Dameron comics.  Maz Kanata knew them and she liked them.The truth may not be widespread, but it’s not dead in the GFFA and one day I’m sure the whole galaxy will know it again.But in the meantime, it’s heartbreaking that nobody knew for so very long.  Nobody knew the Jedi bled and died for the Republic, for the clones, for the citizens.  Nobody knew that the clones were victims of the system, were treated like disposable cannon fodder, that they weren’t given much of anything once the war was over, that the best they could hope for was, yeah, I guess you’re a person now, and if you want, you can work for the Empire to train Stormtroopers, with the few days you have left because of your rapid aging.  Nobody knew what those chips in their heads did to them.  Nobody knew the trauma and guilt and horror they had to live with having shot their Jedi in the backs.  Nobody knew any of this for a long, long time and some details will probably always be lost to history.

[assless-chapstick]

Dear mister, you said you wanted asks about your au and I'm just so intrigued by trans!Arthur getting taken in by old Queens Dutch and Hosea and so I just wondered whether you had any more headcanons about that and those two ;;;

Lol k so I’m wasting time instead of going to bed like I should but… ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I dug thru my old asks and this is one I never got around to answering at the time, but it’s TIME NOW!!

This ask is in reference to The Couch AU – Arthur is trans and I had mentioned that after he came out and got kicked out, he was taken in by Dutch and Hosea, a pair of Queens (that’s what Dutch calls them; Hosea rolls his eyes every time) that became like his parents and helped him get back on his feet.

So I think they met back in the 70s – Dutch’s hair and porn stache are definitely still stuck in that era, maybe he dresses like it too – at like, a gay disco or like a cowboy bar or something. Hosea was a little older (8 to 10 years), married with a wife and kids, deep in the closet. He loved Bessie, sure, but not in the way he knew a man was supposed to love his wife, knew he was living a lie. So he used to go cruising n that’s how he met Dutch and they fell in love…

I think back in the day, too, Dutch was one of those Angry Queers, was a little radical. He had ideals about how Gays should be treated and he was loud about them, he was out and proud and wanted to be treated as an equal etc. (I’m woefully ignorant about queer history unfortunately and don’t know the Gay Agenda™ of the period, so you’ll have to fill in the blanks yourself as to Dutch’s like, personal philosophy and beliefs)

Anyway so Hosea and Dutch met and fell in love and I think that gave Hosea the strength to come out to Bessie and his kids and try to live his life authentically… Bessie was hurt, sure, but they kept up an amicable relationship and she supported him… Bessie passed away pretty young (Hosea would be in his late 60s early 70s in 2019) and his kids are all grown… he and Dutch live in a little apartment with some little yappy dogs (Bonnie & Clyde) that Dutch treats like his babies…

This obviously means they were alive and out during the AIDS epidemic of the 80s, and I think that made Dutch even more vocal and is what really made them kind of… invest in the community, in a way. I think they definitely learned the importance of community in that period, and really found like, a calling in activism and action. Maybe one or both of them is HIV positive?

I also think Arthur’s not the first kid in a crisis they helped out, but maybe the first and only they kind of adopted, in a way.

Maybe they took Arthur in at the same time as they took John in as a foster child? Or maybe Dutch works with at-risk youth and that’s how he met John and Hosea is like “STOP BRINGING RANDOM CHILDREN INTO OUR HOME.” Idk ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

But Dutch and Hosea were instrumental in Arthur’s transition and supporting him thru his teens after he was kicked out. Dutch n Hosea, being Old Queens, had a lot of connections in the queer community and they helped Arthur a lot, and maybe knew a lot more about being trans and trans issues than other cis gays their age. Maybe Hosea even gave Arthur his name? It seems like the kind of gentle gesture he’d do…

And Dutch is always calling them Old Queens, but they’re varied in their hobbies; Hosea likes golf and is a wonder with the sewing machine, and Dutch of course likes reading, philosophy, and musical theatre. They both enjoy hunting and fishing and try to go at least once a year with Arthur. I think they really embraced Arthur’s manhood, too, and found a lot of joy in teaching and showing him things not taught to/encouraged in dfab ppl.

Like Hosea would tailor his clothes for him to help him get a more masc silhouette, especially before he was on T or had top surgery, and would hem his pants cuz they’re always too long. Dutch showed him how to shave and took Arthur to car shows (something he’d always been interested in but never been allowed to indulge in) and tried to give him dating advice…

Like they were really, really good parents to Arthur when he didn’t have anyone and Arthur… he says something dumb cheesy like “transitioning made me the boy I am, but Dutch and Hosea made me the man I am.” (it makes Charles cry the first time he says that, on the car ride home after meeting Dutch n Hosea for the first time – Arthur nearly crashes the car reaching over the seat to punch John in the head for gagging at the sappiness of it).

When… when Arthur and Charles inevitably get married, they will both walk Arthur down the aisle…… Dutch wears red accents, Hosea wears blue… Arthur wears purple………… 😭 😭

Also Dutch was absolutely 100% a leather daddy in the 80s. John now raids his closet looking for cool pieces to wear and steals all his vintage gay porno mags as like, weird collectable art that he frames and hangs around the house.

Anyway, thanks for the great ask, mister!! Hopefully this quenched your thirst 💖

[sage-nebula]

Since keith's Birthday is in a few days do you have any thoughts on his life in general you want to share? Or headcanon on how he was as a child or who his parents were? I'm especially facinated with his early life and enjoy collecting peoples thoughts. No pressure though.

Oh man, do I …

It’s actually kind of funny that you’re asking this, becauseever since I did a couple of those headcanon prompt fills for Keith and talkedabout his dad a bit, thoughts and backstory and headcanons have just spilledout. Because of that I’ve been thinking about writing a pre-canon backstory ficfor him that would not only show a lot of the time he had with his dad, butalso the time that he spent in foster care after his dad was no longer in hislife, and howhe met Shiro, how they bonded, and all of that. I have been reminded in recentconversation with a friend, though, that posting a fic like that is probablynot a good idea in this fandom climate, because people in this fandom tend tobe … well, you know. But I still have all of these thoughts, and so I canshare general details anyway, at least in a headcanon post like this one.

So, Keith’s parents. I don’t have too much on his mom at present. The mostI “know” about her at the moment is that she was likely not loyal to the Galra Empire, or at leastnot loyal to Zarkon. The knife / sword that Keith has now is implied to behers, or at least, Keith thought it was hers enough to project that intohis mindscape during 2x08. Since the blade was one of the Marmorites’, I thinkit’s fair enough to assume that his mother was a member of the Blade ofMarmora, at least for a time. If she wasn’t a member, then she somehow got herhands on one of their blades in some other way. Either way, I think that evenif she wasn’t a member of the Blade of Marmora, her loyalty to Zarkon was stillprobably shaky at best. I also think it’s possible (probable?) that she wasonly part-Galra herself, which might have informed why she didn’t feelcompletely loyal to Zarkon. I say this because Keith’s Galra features arebasically nonexistent. If his mother was full Galra, then I feel like we wouldsee some of that in him. It sounds like he was originally intended to have morealien features in his original concept (white hair, fangs), but the interestingthing is that, fangs aside … I mean, yeah, the fangs are Galran, but thewhite hair sounds Altean. Could Keith’s mother have beenhalf-Altean, half-Galran? Hm. I’m not sure, and we don’t have enough evidenceto say either way, particularly since those features didn’t make it intoKeith’s official design. Either way, if his mother was part-Galra as well, thatcould have also informed her desire to split from the Empire, whether thatentailed joining up with the Blade of Marmora or otherwise.

At some point, though, I think she ended up on Earth, and that’swhen she met Keith’s father. While I’m not confident enough to come up with aGalran name, I can name a Japanese(-American) man, and so I’ve decided thatwhile his surname is obviously Kogane, his given name was Ryuuga. I’ve decidedon Ryuuga for two reasons. The first reason is because it can be written withthe kanji 竜賀. The 竜 kanji is read as “Ryuu” and means “dragon;imperial.” The 賀 kanji is read as “ga”and means “congratulations; joy.” That means that in this particular instance,the name Ryuuga means “joyful dragon.” When combined with the kanji thatmake up the surname Kogane (I don’t have them on hand, but the kanji that makeup Kogane in old Voltron canon translate to “gold”), his full namemeans “golden, joyful dragon.” I feel that that’s a fitting name for theman who would sire Keith, and so that’s my first reason for picking that name.My second, sillier reason is that I have a feeling that Sunny ( @kcgane​​ )will read that I’ve named Keith’s father “Ryuuga” and will laugh really,really hard.

Anyway, so Keith’s mom—and god, she really needs a name. Ihaven’t yet figured out the naming conventions of the Galra, and to be honest,I don’t think there are any (I still remember how Lotor’s generals were nearlynamed after the Golden Girls, ffs) so I’m just going to pick one for her rightnow. Let’s call her … Mezri. That works as well as any.

Anyway, so Mezri ended up on Earth somehow, and I’m not sure ofthe circumstances for this. I don’t know if she was on a Marmora mission thatwent wrong, or maybe on a Marmora mission that went right, or maybe she was just fleeing from the Empire, or … whoknows, honestly. The point is that she ended up on Earth, and while on Earthshe ended up encountering Keith’s father, Ryuuga, through some turn of events. (And this is long, with a couple fanfic parts once I get to the Keith portions of the post, so the rest is going under a cut.)

Now, here’s the thing: Depending on how alien Mezri looked, combined with if she hadany ability to blend in with the populace at all (Galra don’t seem to, butAlteans do, and if it was intended for Keith to have Altean heritage as wellgiven that white hair …) means that her stay on Earth could be …complicated. I like to think that she was there for a little while; I like tothink that she was the one who picked the name Keith,after a character she liked in a movie she watched or a book she read whilevisiting Earth, whereas Ryuuga was the one to suggest “Akira” (using thekanji from the original show, of course) as Keith’s middle name. (Ryuuga wouldhave asked, bemused, why she wouldn’t want a Galra name, and Mezri would replythat she thinks this human name sounds a lot more fun and unique.) But again,that could complicate things depending on just how alien she looks, so … well, let’sjust say that they wouldn’t be able to stay on Earth long. Even if Mezri visitedEarth, and met Ryuuga through some series of circumstances (it might be that hejust happened to be in the wrong place at the right time, got swept up intothings, really wanted to help her with whatever she was doing, helped her toomuch and ended up abducted), she would have to leave eventually, and when shedid, she took Ryuuga with her.

The problem is that Ryuuga was a pretty normal guy before thiswent down. He wasn’t enlisted at the Garrison, he wasn’t part of any spaceexploration program. He was probably working a normal job, paying his bills,living his life. He was a normal guy. But then he ends up abducted (kind of—Imean, Mezri isn’t malicious), and swept off into space, and he and Mezri fallin love (infatuation?), and there’s a war going on, and things happen, and longstory short, Ryuuga ends up back on Earth with a baby boy and no Mezri.

As you can see, I haven’t figured out all of these details yet.I do know that the time spent in space was pretty traumatic for Ryuuga, bothbecause he really was not prepared to go into space at all (he was just anormal guy, I can’t stress this enough), but also because, again, there was awar going on. I have a feeling that even if Mezri took Ryuuga back to the Bladeof Marmora, they would not be happy to see a human in their base.They might have sent her packing. At that point, it’s Mezri and Ryuuga vs.Everyone Else (or at least a good portion of others), and once Mezri gotpregnant, that made things even more difficult, because it’s rather difficultto fight a war (and train the human you’ve (accidentally?) abducted to help youfight) while you’re pregnant, at least once the pregnancy progresses to acertain point. Thinking along those lines, even if the Marmorites kicked themout at first, they would probably change their mind once they saw that Mezriwas still loyal and pregnant, at least to offer her sanctuary. Though thatsaid, even if she got sanctuary, that doesn’t mean Ryuuga would … which means that he’s nowstranded in space by himself. That’s cool.

So anyway, I imagine the entire experience was somewhattraumatizing for him, even if he held it together pretty well. I imagine thathis (and Keith’s) return to Earth was somewhat unceremonious; I have a feelingit was more that they fled there versus they returned therevoluntarily, and I also think that Mezri not going back with them was … notentirely by choice? I don’t know that she’s dead (probably is), but it mighthave been a kind of … “I’m sending you back because you’ll be safestthere, and I’m not going with you because I have to fight here” kind of deal.And that’s why Ryuuga is very vague to Keith about what happened to her. Hedoesn’t say she’s dead, because she’s not. He also doesn’t say that she wantsto be with them, because honestly, he’s a little unclear on that himself. So heleaves it ambiguous and leaves it to Keith to fill in the blanks, which doesn’talways produce the best answers (“My mom left me”). 

But anyway, depending on how alien Mezri looked, and how longshe was there, it’s possible that she attracted attention while she was onEarth. Also, depending on how space-time travel works, it’s possible that itmight not seem as though Ryuuga was gone for very long, even though he was. (Orconversely, maybe it seems like he was gone for DECADES, but then he’s suddenlyseen walking around again like it’s only been less than a year, and he thinksit’s only been less than a year, and that’s Suspicious™.) Add to that to thefact that he has a baby (and if the baby had white hair and fangs, oh man), and the fact that we know that in this universe the U.S.government is familiar with alien happenings (what with the Garrison and all,even if they lie and say they know nothing), and it’s possible that Ryuugawould have some government agents very interested in questioning him and hisinfant son.

Now, here’s the thing. Ryuuga might have just been a normaldude, but he’s smart. He knows that if the government finds out that his son ispart alien, they’re going to take him away, and do god knows what to him. (Ryuuga’snot quite knowledgeable enough to know the specifics of that, but he knows itcan’t be good.) And whatever his relationship with Mezri is, Ryuugadoesn’t want anything to happen to Keith. Keith is his son. He loves that boy. And even though he doesn’t really know what to do about childcare (does he have a job anymore? Nope, probably not), and has never had to be on the run from the government before (and maybe he doesn’t have to be now, but he’s paranoid, and he learned a lot of things about fleeing pursuers during that intergalactic space war he accidentally found himself a part of), he’s not going to let anything happen to Keith if he can help it.

So he leaves.

As you can see, all of the above is … kind of a jumbled mess, because I haven’t been thinking about those parts as much as I’ve been thinking of the latter parts. But to try and summarize the jumbled mess, at least a bit:

Keith’s mother, Mezri, was part-Galra and ended up on Earth somehow. This is where she met Keith’s father, Ryuuga, though a series of events that led to Mezri taking Ryuuga back to space with her. (Probably willingly, it probably wasn’t a complete abduction, but it’s also possible that Ryuuga didn’t realize they were going into space until he was on the ship and was like “wait, what?”)

The Blade of Marmora was probably not keen on letting some human wander into their base, and considering he had no idea what was going on, Ryuuga probably didn’t blame them much. This led to Mezri having to take Ryuuga with her, and probably being in sparse contact with the Blade while still trying to do her part in the war, and while trying to teach Ryuuga how to fight (particularly since he wanted to help now that he was there, which might have even been why he was there in the first place, like—he tried to help her, got taken into space, these things happen).

At some point, Mezri got pregnant, but she kept doing her thing until it became dangerous for the baby, at which point The Blade of Marmora offered her sanctuary. (Probably not Ryuuga, although maybe. I mean, he’d be pretty trustworthy by that point.)

The middle of an intergalactic space war is no place to raise an infant, but Mezri didn’t want to leave the Marmorites / her duty behind, so she gave Keith + her knife to Ryuuga and sent them both back to Earth.

Ryuuga was gone for ??? amount of time. He has Seen A Lot™ during the intergalactic space war, and has Been Through a Lot™ during the intergalactic space war, and now he has to both readjust to life back on Earth, and also raise an infant that the government may or may not be interested in if they suspect that Ryuuga knows things about aliens, and also might have a part-alien baby (which he does, but shhh). So instead of just trying to return to his own life, Ryuuga picks up his baby and goes.

All of the above means that Ryuuga … doesn’t live a stable life once returning to Earth. Like, the normal thing to do when you have a baby is to find some place to settle down and raise the baby. This is hard when you are returning from an intergalactic space war, and also have government agents kind of interested in your baby because of the whole space thing. Nonetheless, Ryuuga tries. He does his research in libraries and the internet and manages to forge a birth certificate saying that Keith was born in a normal hospital, in a normal city, in a normal state, in the normal United States, on the normal planet Earth, instead of in space in the middle of a Marmorite infirmary. He’s afraid to take Keith to the doctor for a check-up given that he’s not sure what they’ll find if they run blood tests or anything, and thankfully, Keith’s galra heritage makes him immune to most Earth illnesses, so it doesn’t end up being much of an issue. (Although, when Keith gets sick, he gets really, really, really sick, because there are some things his heritage gives him absolutely no defenses against whatsoever. Ryuuga does have to take him to the emergency room once when he’s six because of this, and it’s not a pretty sight. Thankfully, Ryuuga manages to get him out of there and on the road before any, ah, authorities show up to examine the kid who nearly died from an apparent stomach bug.) He has no money once he gets back to Earth, which is a big problem, but he takes out a loan at a shady cash advance place so that he can buy diapers, baby formula, baby clothes, and that sort of thing, just to get them started. He also remembers how to hustle pool, and so he takes baby Keith to a “family friendly�� establishment with pool tables so he can do just that. Turns out, it’s even easier to hustle when people think you’re a bumbling dad, who knew.

At first, Ryuuga used the money he got from the cash advance place to get them a cheap apartment in the first city they could settle in after they were dropped back on Earth. (Like, it wasn’t a quiet drop-off, it was a crash, and government agents swarmed that site, so like … Ryuuga hotwired a car that he found nearby, stole it, and booked to a couple towns over, ditched the car, and went to the next town over on foot and settled there. Like, there was stopping in-between all this to get the money, the baby formula, diapers, et cetera, but yeah, he wanted to put as much distance between himself and the government as possible.) He wanted at least a semi-stable place while Keith was an infant, and plus it’s hard to cart around a crib and whatnot from motel to motel. But once Keith was old enough (~3 or 4), Ryuuga sold that apartment, paid off what he could of the loan money that he still owed, took the truck that he now had, and moved them to another town.

And for the next five or so years, this was what life was like. See, remember how I said that Ryuuga had a hard time readjusting to life back on Earth? That he went through a lot of traumatizing things? He did. It’s not easy for Ryuuga to handle, and he doesn’t really have resources to handle it because he has to put all of his time, energy, and money into looking after Keith. And that’s fine—he doesn’t resent Keith, or anything. He loves his son. But this means that time he might have spent finding a therapist to talk about how he misses his alien girlfriend(/wife?), and how he saw people die, and maybe even caused some of those deaths, and maybe almost died himself, is instead spent looking after his child and making sure that said child isn’t taken away to be experimented on by the men in black. (Who probably don’t exist, really, but … well, aliens exist. Ryuuga will believe anything at this point.) All of this, plus the fact that they have to move around a lot because Ryuuga is antsy about staying in one place too long (staying in the same city for a couple years worked, but he did move apartments once or twice, used fake names, et cetera), makes it hard for Ryuuga to hold down a job. He does some … not so great things to get money. I’m not sure what, but I have it that he is probably only ever paid cash under the table for what he does, and whatever he does, he justifies it by saying that it’s for the sake of looking after Keith. Which, I mean, it is. That’s not a lie. But he probably does some illegal things, some not so great things, things that he’s not proud of, but considering he might have done some worse things in space (I mean, if it’s self-defense in the midst of a war, is it murder?), maybe this isn’t so bad, comparatively speaking.

But he has money, at least some, and that goes to looking after Keith. Since they don’t stay in one city for more than six months at a time, once Keith enters school at around age five or six, he ends up moving and changing schools a lot. He’s already a naturally introverted kid, and he’s smart and blunt, and all of this—plus the fact that he doesn’t stay in one school for more than a semester at a time—means that it’s really hard for him to make (and impossible for him to keep) friends. There’s also the fact that Ryuuga constantly reminds him not to tell his friends too much about himself, because he doesn’t want to leave too much of a trail. They can know his name, and that he has a dad, but … don’t bring them back to the apartment (or motel, if this is a case where they just rented out a motel room for a month—Ryuuga did that a lot, because it’s easier to get a cheap motel room with fake IDs than it is an actual apartment, particularly since apartments usually do background checks and credit checks and yadda yadda), don’t tell them why he moves around a lot, et cetera. Keep things to himself. Ryuuga was just trying to avoid having Keith’s potential friends tell their parents things, which would lead to their parents possibly telling teachers or CPS or something, but because he didn’t share the reasoning with Keith (“Your mom was an alien, and so you’re part alien, and we don’t want anyone knowing that”), it just led to Keith thinking (subconsciously or otherwise) that he shouldn’t share a lot of personal details about himself with others, which led to other kids thinking he was weird even more than they already did, which … well, it all sort of fed into itself.

Despite that, though, in all honesty, Keith was mostly fine with it. School sucked because of the whole it’s-hard-to-make-friends-thing, and it also sucked because when you change schools a lot, it can make it hard to keep up with the curriculum (since all schools have different curriculums), and so Keith’s knowledge was often all over the place. Sometimes he’d be way ahead of a school he transferred into, and other times he’d be behind, and both of these things were especially true when they traveled across state lines (which happened a lot; although Ryuuga was raised in the south, he took Keith all across the continental United States, so Keith has lived everywhere from New York, to Missouri, to Texas, to California, to Oregon, to Florida at different points in his life). But aside from that, as far as he could tell, he was having a pretty happy childhood.

See, the thing is … although Ryuuga did some not so great things for money—although he self-medicated on his worse nights with alcohol (he was never abusive to Keith when he was drunk, so don’t you worry about that, although Keith did learn at quite a young age how to help his dad with a hangover), although he was paranoid about who might notice Keith when (Keith looked like a normal boy, but you never know), although he moved them around a lot and wouldn’t ever tell Keith why aside from “it’s just time to move on, son”—Ryuuga still loved that kid. As Keith grew up, and grew from a helpless infant into a walking, talking kid, Ryuuga loved him even more, and he did his best to make sure Keith knew it. They moved around a lot, but Ryuuga did his best to make sure Keith had fun. Since they were on the road a lot, he made sure to stop at those stupid little tourist traps so that Keith could look at all the “supernatural marvels” or other little ridiculous, overpriced attractions that littered the roads. He took Keith to the Grand Canyon, and maybe even up to Niagara Falls. As I mentioned in one of the drabbles, he entered them into a pie eating contest once when Keith was about seven, just so they could get some cheap, all-you-can-eat pie. Another time, he saw Keith trying to play with one of the toy lightsabers in a Wal-Mart (still in the box), and though he told Keith to put it back and go wait out in the truck, he secretly bought two of them so that they could play together when they went back (to their temporary) home. Keith was probably about eight at that time, and he was so thrilled when he saw that his dad had bought not only one toy lightsaber, but two so that they could duel with them. Even after their duel (which Ryuuga let Keith win, although it unnerved him just a little bit that it was actually a bit hard to fend his kid off), Keith kept practicing with the lightsaber. And yes, he insisted that he was practicing. 

“You think you’re gonna get into a swordfight some time?” Ryuuga asked, bemused.

“You never know,” Keith said. “It could happen.”

Ryuuga wanted to laugh, but he remembered what had happened after meeting Mezri, and so he just sort of forced a little smile and cracked open a beer as he said, “Okay.”

Aside from that … Ryuuga liked classic rock, and so he played that whenever they went driving in the truck (and especially for their longer trips). Keith grew up listening to songs like “Stairway to Heaven” as lullabies. Similarly, because of so much time spent on the road and Ryuuga’s smoking habit (I know, I know—cigarettes and alcohol, not the greatest combination, but at least he didn’t drink while driving), the smells of old, worn down leather car seats and Marlboro cigarette smoke are comforting to him. They remind him of being curled up in the passenger seat, safe, warm, secure, and pretty much fast asleep.

All of that said, Ryuuga’s “jobs” would often take him away at all hours of the night, and sometimes for days at a time. Those ones—the ones that would have him gone for a couple days—were ones he took once Keith was a little older, like around seven or so. He didn’t want to find a random babysitter to watch Keith for a whole variety of reasons (not the least of which being “I’m going to go do this possibly illegal thing for a couple days, please watch my kid” is a good way to get CPS called on you), so Keith would usually be left alone in the motel room (or apartment, whichever they had at the time) with enough supplies to tide him over. Those supplies were: 

Food, water, etc

Mezri’s knife, and some basic instruction on how to use it if he had to

A burner phone, in case of emergency

That’s about it

Since all of this was very normal to Keith, he was fine with it. He even took advantage of the nights he had alone to stay up late watching TV. Often times this meant he’d be sitting cross-legged on the motel bed, wearing pajama pants and one of his dad’s old t-shirts, eating cereal and watching some random old movie he found while flipping channels when his dad came home at 2am. Of course, Ryuuga was never pleased to find Keith still awake at that hour (and did he really need Lucky Charms at 2am?), but little eight-year-old Keith was really engrossed in his movie. It was a really cool one.

“You can watch a really cool movie at a decent hour,” Ryuuga said. “Now get to bed, you need your sleep.”

“Okay, fine,” Keith said, and he let Ryuuga take the cereal bowl from him before he bounced back toward his pillows. “Hey, but—Dad.”

“Hey, but—what?”

“Are aliens real?”

“What?”

“Are aliens real?” Keith and Ryuuga stared at each other, Keith with innocent curiosity, and Ryuuga with the look of a squirrel staring down an oncoming car. “Like the ones in the movie. Do you think they’re real?”

Ryuuga hadn’t seen the movie, but he didn’t need to see the movie to know that Hollywood’s depiction of aliens was bogus. He stared at Keith for a long moment, and then sighed heavily and said, “No, I don’t think aliens are real like in the movie.”

“Oh.” Keith’s shoulders slumped. He was disappointed. And against his better judgment, Ryuuga amended his statement with the truth.

“I know aliens are real.”

“Really?” Keith looked up again, his eyes wide, and he leaned forward a little on the bed. “How do you know? Have you seen them?”

“Never mind how I know, just trust me that I do. And trust that they’re nothing like in the movie,” Ryuuga said. “Now go on, get to sleep. You’ve got a big day tomorrow.”

“No I don’t. It’s just school,” Keith said. “What are aliens like? Did you meet them? What did they say? Could you understand them?”

“I said, never mind,” Ryuuga said. He was beginning to regret telling the truth. “It’s nothin’ you need to know right now. You—you’re too young.”

Keith blinked, processing this information, and then he made a face. “Eww, Dad—did you have sex with an alien?”

“Wha—I—you—why—what’re you—how’re you—” To say Ryuuga was flabbergasted was an understatement, and it was with great effort that he was able to form a coherent sentence again. “Where the hell did that come from?”

“You said that I’m too young to know. The last time you said I was too young for something was when you came home to find me watching that movie on HBO. When you were working again the next night I used the laptop to look up why the movie was rated R on the internet, and the internet said it was rated R for sexual content. I looked up what sexual content was on Wikipedia—” Ryuuga put his face in his hands, and Keith, heedless of this, plowed on, “—but it didn’t have a page, so I read the page on sexual intercourse instead.” His explanation done, Keith made another face. “So did you do it?”

“Did I do what?” Ryuuga asked, though he hated asking a second after he did, for Keith—not a shy bone in his body—asked:

“Did you have sex with an alien?”

Ryuuga stared at Keith for a hard second before he said, “You shouldn’t have—you shouldn’t’ve learned about any of this from Wikipedia or the internet. I’m takin’ the laptop with me the next time I go out.”

“What?!” Keith cried. “Dad—!”

“And it’s way past your bedtime. No more late night movies, Keith. I mean it.” Ryuuga kissed Keith atop his head, and nudged him to crawl under the covers. “Get to sleep. You’re gonna be real sorry come wake-up time at eight.”

“You could always let me skip,” Keith muttered. “School sucks, anyway. It’s not that important—”

“It’s more important than an education from Wikipedia,” Ryuuga said flatly. “Goodnight, Keith. Sweet dreams.”

(Years later, when he is first given reason to suspect he might be part-Galra, he will remember this, and panic and horror will set in when he realizes that his father never did answer whether or not he ever had sex with any aliens. He never said no.)

But aside from shenanigans like that, and the fact that Ryuuga’s parenting was clearly not the most stable (he really did try his best, Keith felt loved and happy, it’s just—that’s nowhere near a stable home environment, Keith saw a lot of things on TV he probably shouldn’t have, et cetera), Keith had a really nice (in his opinion) childhood with his dad, and he loved him a lot …

… until he was nine years old.

At some point during Keith’s nine year, Ryuuga once again left for one of his jobs that was supposed to last for a couple days. They had the motel for a month, Keith was given the standard instructions (here’s the food, here’s the knife, et cetera), and he was told to wait there until Ryuuga came back. And he did. He waited. And he waited. And he waited …

… but Ryuuga never came back.

Keith started to be very careful about his food rations after the first few days, but even though he ate them sparingly, he was still a hungry nine-year-old kid, and so they started to really deplete toward the end of the month. Ryuuga had left him some cash, so he utilized that in the vending machines at the motel, but tiny bags of chips can only get you so far when the bags are always half-empty. Plus, they only had the motel for a month, so when the motel manager came by the room to either have Ryuuga renew their stay or get out, she found not Ryuuga … but Keith.

“My dad’s not here right now,” Keith said.

To be honest, the motel manager was disturbed that a nine-year-old kid was left alone in a motel room for any stretch of time, but she felt more disturbed when she asked where his father was, and Keith said he was working. She felt even more disturbed when she asked when he would be back, and all Keith would (or could) say was, “Soon.” She kept an eye on that room for the remainder of the day, but Ryuuga still didn’t return. And seeing as how it hit nightfall and he was still not back yet, she ended up calling the police.

This … this did not go over well.

The police wanted to take Keith with them, because he was clearly an abandoned child. Keith, however, did not want to go, because even though he was just about out of food and money for the vending machine, his dad said that he would be back soon, and Keith believed him. Yeah, it had been several weeks, but maybe his job was just taking longer than normal. It happened. It had never happened before, but it could happen now. Keith believed his dad when he said he’d be back. Keith believed him. And Keith needed to keep his word and wait there so that his dad wouldn’t worry. His dad was always worried about him, he was always scared of Keith getting lost—Keith couldn’t give him reason to be afraid by actually running off, he couldn’t do that.

That said, he also knew better than to use his knife against the police. So he put that into his bag when he saw that it was police at the door, and he didn’t fight them with it … but he did fight. He struggled, a lot. And although he was a nine-year-old kid, he was a nine-year-old kid who—when he saw they were intent on pulling him out of the motel room when he refused to go quietly—started kicking, thrashing, punching, and doing whatever he could to get out of their hold. So, in all likelihood, they probably cuffed him before pushing him into the back of the car. It wasn’t a real arrest, but it was a restraint so that he’d stop fighting them (and biting them, ffs, he made one of them bleed) long enough for them to get him down to the station.

To say that this was a traumatic experience for Keith is an understatement. However much all the moving around, secrecy, and times being left alone might have shaped him in his early years, being forcibly dragged out of that motel room after his dad had been gone for weeks by police officers was not a happy experience for him. It became even less happy when they kept him there for the night, and then turned him over to child protective services the next day so that arrangements could be made for him to be put into foster care.

“I don’t need a foster family,” he told them. “I’ve got a family—my dad will be back, he said he would—”

But nobody listened.

Keith was given over to a foster family, and he hated them. He hated them on principle because they weren’t his dad, because his dad was probably back at the motel room, probably going out of his mind with worry about where Keith was, and Keith wasn’t allowed to go back there, or even so much as call the motel to ask if his dad had shown up yet. He did at least have some of his stuff; the police had grabbed Keith’s backpack, which had some clothes and his knife in it (how they didn’t find the knife is anyone’s guess, but Keith had buried it pretty deep), and also one of his toy lightsabers. Unfortunately, one of his new foster siblings broke the toy lightsaber, so. That was gone relatively quickly, and all he had after that was what he had in the backpack (clothes, knife). 

Things didn’t work out with that foster family. Keith was constantly snapping at and mouthing off to the foster parents, because they were not his parents, these kids weren’t his siblings (especially the one who broke his lightsaber, because that jerk did it on purpose and Keith could tell), he wanted to go back to his dad, he needed to go back for his dad, his dad would be waiting for him, let him go. He tried running away several times, only to be brought back by the police each time. After about two months of this the foster parents gave him back up to social services, though it was determined that his next foster family would be one two cities over. When Keith learned this en route, he opened the car door and flung himself out of it (thankfully, they weren’t at the highway yet, the car was not going that fast, and he hit a grassy hill on the side of the road besides). It was bad enough he’d had to suffer two months in a foster home, but at least then he was in the same city as his dad. How could his dad find him if he was in another city altogether? Keith couldn’t let that happen, so he jumped from the car, picked himself up, took off running …

… and after some time got caught again, and this time got taken in a police car to his next foster family.

This happened … progressively … over the next few years. Keith was bounced from foster home to foster home, with nothing but a backpack, clothes, and his knife. He had decided, after the first night they took him away from that motel room, that he wasn’t going to let any of them see him cry. He was angry—he was furious—and yeah, he missed his dad, he missed … he missed his dad so much, but—when that one foster kid broke his lightsaber, he taunted Keith over whether Keith was going to start crying or not. Truthfully, Keith had kinda felt like it, because it had been a rough couple of days by that point. But that taught him that these people would use his tears against him. They would sense a weakness and jump on it, and he didn’t want to give that to them. His dad had always told him to keep things close to his chest. Only tell people what they needed to know. And none of these people needed to know how much Keith missed his dad. It was none of their business.

So Keith was bounced around. I imagine all of this taking place in Missouri, but the Garrison is in Arizona(-ish). Therefore, I imagine that perhaps by the time Keith was thirteen or fourteen the Garrison was already looking at recruiting kids from all over the U.S. Yes, many kids enlisted voluntarily, some were from well-off families … but considering that the Garrison is military, and also space exploration, it makes sense to me that they might try recruiting orphans, or kids from lower-income neighborhoods. Kids who are easy prey (as military recruiters do), or who won’t have anyone to miss them when they’re gone. They might set up recruiters at middle and high schools to talk to kids, and to get them started on special programs to ensure that they’ll meet the academic requirements necessary for admission into the Garrison by the time they’re fifteen (or likewise, guidance counselors might recommend them to parents, a sort of “you can send your kid off and it’s like a military school, it’s good for them, will teach them discipline, et cetera). And this, perhaps, was how Keith met Shiro. His foster family at the moment was fed up with him, as usual, because even if he wasn’t actually causing trouble, by the time he was thirteen or fourteen people looked at him and thought him a loner delinquent regardless of what he did. So when they heard that the Galaxy Garrison had a special program where kids as young as thirteen could be sent to Arizona where they would then stay and be mentored by a commanding officer until they could be admitted into the school as a student proper, well … they figured that was perfect. They tried to upsell it as being in Keith’s best interests, space is fun, et cetera, but Keith …

Well, in honesty, he didn’t care so much. Any care he did have was that if he was sent to Arizona, there really would be no hope of finding his dad again any time soon. It had been four or five years, but he still had hope. His dad was out there somewhere. Maybe, if he stuck around long enough …

But it was out of his hands. He was shipped off to Arizona. And he figured, okay, maybe this is for the best. Maybe he could escape whatever “commanding officer” they put him with, hotwire a car, and get back to Missouri to go find his dad himself. He hadn’t learned how to drive yet, but automatic transmissions just required you to put the car in Drive and press the gas. It couldn’t be that hard.

Well, that didn’t happen. And it didn’t happen because when Keith arrived in Arizona and was picked up by the officers from the Galaxy Garrison, he was introduced to Takashi Shirogane (who would have been about twenty at the time, perhaps recently graduated). And he was told that Shiro would be the one mentoring and teaching him so that he could pass the entrance exams and get into the Garrison. (He might have stayed with him as well, or maybe he would have been put into a dorm with other prospective, orphaned / delinquent thirteen-year-olds. Or maybe he started there, but it wasn’t a good fit, so Shiro secretly let Keith come stay with him sometimes, who knows.) And truthfully, this all still didn’t excite Keith at first. He was still keen on stealing a car to go find his dad. But Shiro foiled every one of those attempts, and was patient and seemed to actually, genuinely care about him, and slowly … slowly … Keith not only gave up on stealing a car to go find his dad, but he also came to look forward to getting into and graduating from the Garrison, and also … for the first time since he lost his dad, he found someone who genuinely cared about him, and who he genuinely cared about (loved) in return. Someone that he was actually comfortable calling family.

(“Shiro?” he asked once, maybe about six or so months after they met.

“Yeah?”

“If … if a parent went to the police to ask after their missing kid, and the police knew the kid was in foster care … would they tell him?”

Shiro looked away from the TV, but Keith wasn’t looking at him. Keith had his chin on his knees, and was staring determinedly at the television set. Shiro didn’t know a lot about Keith’s past—he knew that he was orphaned, and in foster care, but that was about it—but he didn’t have to know in order to have a guess at what (and why) Keith was asking.

“It … depends, I think,” he said slowly. “If the parent was dangerous, or the police thought it was unsafe to return the kid to him—”

“He wasn’t,” Keith said quickly. His throat sounded thick, but his eyes were clear. “He was a great dad.”

“Then … yeah, they’d probably tell him,” Shiro said. “If he was a great dad, then I’m sure the police would tell him where his kid was.”

Keith didn’t reply. He didn’t look away from the television, and though he swallowed hard, Shiro didn’t see any tears fall. But as Keith sat there, his arms hugging his knees and his eyes practically boring holes into the television set, he thought maybe that was the wrong thing to say.)

And that … that’s all I’ve got at the moment.

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Hey, what was the context of Jemma saying 'I'm a tart for a laugh' at the talk on Saturday? could you do like a summary of things she said? xxx thanks!!!

I can absolutely do a summary!! The ‘I’m a tart for a laugh’ was in response to what her favourite role was, which was a farce that she did many moons ago (I cannae remember what it was called tho)

I’ll stick the rest under a cut here, bc it’s about to get long lads (99% of this is paraphrasing bc i have a brain like a sieve):

she said bloody hell like twice in the first 2 seconds and apologised bc of the kiddos (didn’t stop her from doing this adorable giggle after she said ‘brick shithouse’ like 5 mins later though)

she loves doing big finish stuff, but she said that in the tv show kate is a lot more still whereas in the audios ‘IM SAVING THE WORLD ALL THE TIME!’ and in the booth she’s way more animated actually throwing punches and doing a lot of running on the spot to make her out of breath and shit, so ironically the audio stuff is way more physical but she loves it & it is really fun

she loves bramwell and was super inspired by her when it comes to feminism bc women back then had it so so hard (also she loved the costumes the more it went on, the ‘brick shithouse’ comment came in here when she was talking about eleanor’s ridiculous sleeves in the first series, and how most of her shots were filmed from the waist upwards, so anyone that met her couldn’t believe she was so tiny with those stupid football player shoulder puffs)

she grew up watching doctor who so it was so natural playing kate bc 'i grew up being [the brig’s] daughter’ (she was so excited when DW got rebooted!!)

she got really emo abt NHS doctors and she is so in awe of them and the medical professionals that help out on holby (but she cant remember medical jargon lmao 'LFTs… Us and Es… christ please don’t ask me to remember any more’)

ALSO SHE ISN’T FLUENT IN ANY OTHER LANGUAGES !!! she speaks 'schoolgirl french’ but its her boys that are good at languages ('OTHER LANGUAGES??? I CAN BARELY SPEAK MEDICAL STUFF’)

she would pick serena over alex any day (everyone cheered)

also when she was asked if her and catherine would stay pals post-holby she was like ‘oh yes’ and did a v lovely puppy smile my heart is still melting two days later

the lack of lesbian representation makes her sad so she is humbled by how big berena is but she says its really telling of how little stories there are about lesbians (but many more abt gay men)

she fucking rattled off a sonnet that i cant remember for the life of me but the kid that asked her was 7 years old and she was like ‘...i’m gonna kill myself’ bc this actual child knows more abt sonnets than she does

someone asked her abt a role and she got distracted talking about how nice the lunches were and that she loves lunch (and food) also shoutout to this guy called toby who is apparently the master of good lunches

she likes to headcanon stuff for her characters that don’t have a lot of backstory (which is where the gay kate thing comes from, which she also couldn’t remember saying lmao)

she’s heartbroken that kate hasn’t been in the tardis and she REALLY wants to travel with the doctor she would do it in a heartbeat

matt is her doctor bc she worked with him first, but she loved pertwee growing up

bernie ties up her hoodie with the little bow bc it is SO COLD OUTSIDE the studio like she had to keep asking them to let her do it and there is never any sun 'only for like… one hour?? In the middle of august???’ so it is a jemma thing and not a bernie thing

also that fucking line in bramwell abt the enema is her fave and she and michelle dotrice KILLED EACH OTHER W LAUGHTER and it would only take one look for them to break down on set 

she also talked a bit about other plays she’s done, but i was too busy heart-eyeing to pay any attention to what was actually going on bc she is horrendously pretty

when asked if bernie and connie (from casualty) would work well together she was literally like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

uuuuuh that’s all i can remember really, i’m so sure i missed a bunch of things so i am calling on everyone else to fill in the blanks for me and/or correct anything that isn’t even right but i suppose we will see when someone properly uploads it somewhere :^)