#if a star wanted to be Jupiter it could just fail and that's cool too

[hotpinkmurex]

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[sleepymccoy]

For the oc's in your story: where is everyone from? I know you said there was some travel within the solar system then it stopped, so are the crew all from the same planet? Are they all from planets at all? (This ask is partially inspired by the fact that star trek enterprise had a character who was born and raised on a space freighter but never really explored that. Such a cool concept but they never gave him the time of day)

Yeah, historically humanity made the moons and planets they could habitable and built big ol space stations and interplanetary travel and trade. Then a few hundred years ago all the comms failed and never came back online. How tech works was hoarded by Luna and Earth so people around Saturn and Jupiter especially struggled to learn how to make things work. They've been mostly relying on things just not breaking for a while now. There are serious constraints around trialing inventions and innovations because so much of the tech you're integrating with is unknown, so advancement is very slow on Saturn

Travel is back, but it's expensive and rare and risky and time consuming. So it's pretty notable when someone has travelled out to Saturn.

No planets beyond got terraformed back in the day, so Saturn is where the livable solar system ends.

So, we've got kind of three zones of where someone can be from

1. A Saturn moon

This is the most normal. Grew up with sky and dirt. Day and night is different on each moon and some cities constantly move to stay in the very slowly shifting perpetual twilight as their moon is tidally locked w the sun. Most moons have some kind of ocean. All livable ones have atmosphere and a reasonable amount of gravity (like, .8 to 1.2)

Life on a moon is functionally similar to regional living. There are cities, but they're more in the half a million people region rather than 12 million. Moons are absolutely about farming and production because livable space is very limited on a station, but on a moon there's a whole lot more flexibility

2. A Saturn space station

High risk! There's been many space stations that had a catastrophic failure and the inhabitants died. Some in living memory. But, these are like the big cities of now so some people like it anyway. Trade is easier because you don't have to spend fuel to leave orbit. Stations have perfect gravity due to some old tech no one is brave enough to inspect (it's a mini black hole in the centre of the station, it will kill you if you get too close)

3. Anywhere else!

This story is set around Saturn, but I have two or three characters from elsewhere.

One is from Luna, he's running from the Vatican (Catholics won the moon) and doesn't talk about home at all. Solar is his second language and Lunan, his first, has no contractions (it's what's can't didn't) so he has a slightly stilted way of speaking. Still working through the catholic guilt of it all. There's absolutely Luna outposts around Saturn and they are all churches. Luna has way more advanced tech and they hoard it like complete assholes. This character was in a major accident and his spine is cybernetic. So, a computer managed his reflexes and automatic body functions. Part of his brain is also cyborg-y to integrate the spinal column. The cultural impact is huge cos he can't hide it, people know he's Lunan and there's rumours about cyborgs he has to deal with. Physiologically I haven't figured out everything he's dealing with, but he requires less oxygen and other complex chemicals cos half his brain doesn't need them. He also is afraid of hospitals cos he doesn't want some Saturnian doctor who's never seen a cyborg before poking around in his circuitry. He has no plan for what to do if something fucks up

Another character is from the asteroid belt! I have very vague ideas about belter culture, but I think it's super worth-based. Like, what's your job and do it once do it right. He doesn't use his personal name (if he even has one) and just takes on his job title as his name, Manifest. So his name changes with job. The belters are all genetically modified to withstand a life of no gravity, I'm still figuring out the medical side effects of that. I really ought to actually read that twin study w the guy who spent a year on the iss. Manifest is quite under described in my story so far, but I've got his personality figured out so that's fine for now. There's gonna be some laws against genetic modification and maybe if Manifest father's a child it has to be un-modified to be allowed to carry to term. That's sort of stuff, but that may not come up in the story we'll see

I've got one other character who I think I'm gonna say was born on a transport ship from Jupiter. That journey takes a couple years so she was a toddler when she arrived around Saturn. I think her paperwork and ID is a bit messy because of this. She's functionally Saturnian in culture tho

[therenlover]

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Peter Maximoff 💙

Pietro Maximoff

Helmut Zemo 💙

Hank McCoy

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Vision

American Horror Story

Tate Langdon

Kit Walker 💙

Kyle Spencer (Pre- and Post- Death)

Jimmy Darling 💙

James Patrick March 💙

Kai Anderson

Fallout 4

Nick Valentine

Hancock

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Poe Dameron

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Finn

Han Solo

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Imagines - REQUESTS CLOSED

Songs From Musicals Y/N Would Sing To The Evans

Characters: Tate Langdon, Kit Walker, Kyle Spencer, Jimmy Darling, James Patrick March, Kai Anderson, Peter Maximoff

Rating: T

How The Evans (+ Quicksilver) Would React To Yoplait’s New Gushers Yogurt

Characters: Tate Langdon, Kit Walker, Kyle Spencer, Jimmy Darling, James Patrick March, Rory Monahan, Kai Anderson, Peter Maximoff

Rating: T

Would The Danny Bunch Survive A Holiday With My Family?

Characters: Laszlo Kreizler, Alex Kerner, Niki Lauda, Andrea Marowski, Ernst Schmidt, Helmut Zemo

Rating: T

Headcanons - REQUESTS CLOSED

Modern! AU Armitage Hux Boyfriend Headcanons

Zemo With A Well Dress S/O Headcanons

Zemo Getting Jealous Headcanons

Oneshots - REQUESTS CLOSED

Marvel/X-Men

Helmut Zemo

One Last Night In Madripoor

Synopsis: Baron Helmut Zemo is a lonely, wanted man looking for some fun, you’re a piss-poor bounty hunter in search of a connection before leaving your life of crime behind, and fate has brought you together at a party the likes of which has never been seen before. You only have one night left in Madripoor, so why not take a chance?

Rating: 18+

Word Count: 4200~

Still Some Catching Up To Do

Synopsis: As a member of the criminal underworld, people walk out of your life all the time. Some are killed, others kill themselves, most get caught and only a couple get out of the life unscathed, disappearing into the world never to be seen again. Very few walk back in. So when your supposedly incarcerated ex-lover, the Winter Soldier, and the Falcon waltzed through your door and made you murder your boss, needless to say, you were surprised and more than a little bit pissed.

Rating: 16+

Word Count: 6800~

Nine Years Starved

Synopsis: It had been a little over nine years since Helmut Zemo lost his family, his country, and his sanity. Nine years since his last kiss. Nine years since he felt like a human man. Finally, he was ready to start over again, but first, he had to pay his penance back where it all began; Novi Grad. That’s when, by the grace of the fates, he met you.

Rating: G

Word Count: 7000~

Daddy Dearest

Synopsis: Not everyone gets lucky enough to go from being a broke college student in New York to being the sugar baby to literal royalty, but not everyone is you. Most people would be worried about messing things up or losing him to someone else, but you knew he would never find another baby just like you. Besides, you knew exactly what to do to keep him wrapped around your little finger. He may have been the daddy, but you pulled the reins.

Rating: 18+

Word Count: 8000~

In Fleeting Touches & Airy Sighs

Part One   Part Two   Part Three   Part Four

Synopsis: As a wanted man, Helmut Zemo spends most of his time jumping from place to place in the hopes of avoiding a trip back to prison. Unfortunately, that means he can’t always be home in your arms. When he is, though, in the rare moments of calm, you’re reminded of just how worth it it’s been to wait, even if that wait was only shortened by the arrival of your enemies.

Rating: 18+

Word Count: 35,700~

Two Bodies In The Rain

Synopsis: It was raining the day you finally had to admit your feelings to Helmut. You hated to tell him the way you did, under the grey skies as your blood pooled below you, but at least you knew, in the end, he had seen the real you, even just once. That was enough.

Rating: T

Word Count: 5600~

Rest

Synopsis: Living life on the lam with your escaped super-villain lover means things rarely slow down enough for a real rest. When the exhaustion starts to take its toll on you, though, he knows exactly what to do to ease the pain. He may not be a good man, but he’s a good husband when it counts.

Rating: T

Word Count: 3200~

American Horror Story

Jimmy Darling

Red Nights In Jupiter

Synopsis: At the end of another long day, you fall into bed with Jimmy Darling. The men you served throughout the day don’t matter then, nor do the coins in the mason jar by the door, or the women scheduled to attend Jimmy’s next Tupperware party. No, in that quiet darkness it’s just you and the man you love, bone-tired and happy to be home. Who could ask for more?

Rating: 16+

Word Count: 3000~

James Patrick March

Heartsick

Synopsis: When you fall ill, James is given a forceful awakening about how he’s been neglecting your needs and what he must do to prevent harm from befalling you again.

Rating: 16+

Word Count: 3700~

In Sickness And In Health

Synopsis: Normally people don’t have their wedding and funeral on the same day, but you and James don’t quite have a normal relationship, do you? Besides, you wouldn’t wanna go any other way.

Rating: 18+

Word Count: 5500~

Fallout 4

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Star Wars

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Assorted/Random

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Long Form Works/Series

Young Artist!Zemo AU

Chapter One: The Boy With The Easel

Synopsis: About a month into your first semester at Novi Grad’s top university, you finally meet the strange young man that you’ve taken to calling “easel boy” in the back of a bookshop. From a distance, he always seemed cold and aloof. As you get to know him, though, you realize things aren’t always what they seem.

Rating: T

Word Count: 7000~

Till Forever Falls Apart (A Peter Maximoff/Reader Series)

Chapter One: Welcome Home

Synopsis: As if getting thrown through the multiverse, trapped in an attic (albeit a cool one), mind-controlled to manipulate his grieving sister, and subsequently dragged out of Westview “for his own safety” by the FBI wasn’t enough, Peter Maximoff has now been shipped off to New York to live with a glorified baby sitter like some tragic orphan in a comic book until they find a way to get him back home. Things are not always as they seem, though, and this change might just be for the better.

Rating: T

Word Count: 2400~

Chapter Two: The Doctor Is In

Synopsis: Peter’s first few days in his new home are mostly uneventful, so he decides it’s the perfect time to dust off his running goggles and steal some shit. The building with the massive circular stained glass window seems like a great place to start! People with buildings that lavish are usually rich and weak, so what could possibly go wrong?

Rating: T

Word Count: 2800~

Chapter Three: It’s Always Been You

Synopsis: After a month of adapting to his new universe, Peter Maximoff can confidently say that he likes his new life more than his old one. Sure, he misses home sometimes, but he’s been far too busy flirting with his new roommate to spend time crying over the things he’s lost. Everything is smooth sailing until a strange journal in his roommate’s study leaves him with more questions than he knows what to do with. Now he’s on a mission to discover who he’s really living with before she has the chance to turn against him.

Rating: T

Word Count: 8600~

Chapter Four: Before You Go

Synopsis: Peter, after days of contemplation, has realized that part of him loves Y/N no matter what she is or what she’s been through. Unfortunately, he can’t find her anywhere. When she finally returns home with the intention of leaving again, Peter realizes it’s his last chance to tell her how he really feels. Will he succeed, or will he fail to be fast enough once again?

Rating: T

Word Count: 4000~

Chapter Four And A Half: Gimme Swayze

Synopsis: Now that the issue of Y/N leaving is out of the way, and Peter has finally kissed her, he falls into the motions of learning how to love someone for the first time. It’s easier than he thought it would be.

Rating: T

Word Count; 2600~

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Just A Kiss

Draco X Reader

Drabble Request: @gryffindors-weasley​: a first kiss with Draco

A/n: this is so cute, my lord. I don’t know where it came from but get ready for fluff and cuteness and ugggghhh. I’m also pretty sure that this is gender neutral but don't hold me to it if it isn’t.  I love you all! Let me know what you think!

“This is stupid,” Draco muttered as I dragged him up to the Astrology tower in the dead on the night.

“No, it’s not,” I argued, grinning. “It’s not every day that Jupiter and Saturn align like this! And on Christmas no less!” I couldn’t stop the laugh that bubbled through my lips.

“Don’t see why that’s my problem,” He sulked as we entered the moonlit tower.

“Will you at least pretend to enjoy it?” A small pout fell on my lips as I took his hands, glancing up through my eyelashes.

“Fine, fine, let’s go see your Christmas star,” He dragged me to the nearest railing without my prompting, knowing exactly where it was in the sky. I caught the smile that played on his lips as we looked up at the stars.

“You’re excited about this as I am!” I accused, poking his side, eliciting a laugh from him.

“Am not!” He refuted, trying not to laugh further. “It’s late and cold and I’d rather be in bed right now dreaming of sugar plums,” He failed at scowling, the light in his eyes playing with the stars.

“I’m sure,” I rolled my eyes, standing at the railing again to watch the stars.

He came up behind me, wrapping me in his arms, his head atop of mine. I sought his warmth and leaned back into him, intertwining my gloved hands with his.

“Happy Christmas, darling” He murmured, warming me for another reason, from the inside. 

“Happy Christmas,” I turned, looking up at him.

His closeness caused my heart to patter in my chest, and my cheeks to flush red. Maybe he missed it from the cold that chilled our noses, or perhaps it was the same reason that he was flushed. I could see something in his eyes. Some sort of plan, a calculation. His eyes darted to mine, then to my lips and I had a good idea of what he was thinking.

We had been on this edge for a while. So close to a first kiss then one of us would back out, both too shy to act on it. But this was suddenly different. In the cold, not so white Christmas, under a planetary conjunction that only happened once every 800 years, it had to be different.

My tongue darted between my lips, pulling my bottom one back to catch between my teeth. Draco watched the entire action, his parted lips fanning my face with the warmth of his breath. Butterflies fluttered anxiously in my chest. The moment was suspended in forever.

“Are you gonna kiss me or not?” I blurted out, to both of our surprises. My eyes widened. “I—I only mean that—” I started to stammer out but not for long, because Draco found a pretty solid way to shut me up.

His lips pressed against mine, his hands cradling my face. I relaxed under his touch and the softness of his lips. I felt the chill of his nose against my cheek as we stood there under the Christmas star figuring out how to kiss. It was slow and languid. There was a pleasant twisting in my chest that begged for more. For warmth and him consuming every one of my senses. Pressed against him as one of his hands came to my waist holding me there, warmth spread through me from my toes to my fingertips.

We parted softly, just millimeters apart.

“Took you long enough,” I muttered playfully.

He laughed, mischief dancing in his eyes.

“I had to make sure it was perfect,” He noted, his gloved thumb stroking my cheek. “It’s not every day you get to do your first kiss,”

“So, you did want to see this star,” I grinned victoriously. “And you whined the entire way up here,”

“It wasn’t all about the star, love,” He mused. “But I knew you in the moonlight, pressed against me because it was cold, eyes shining like a kid on Christmas... it would be a moment I wouldn’t forget. A moment that I couldn’t say no to.”

“Sap,” I accused, nuzzling my nose to his.

“But it works,” His smile influenced mine.

“It does,”

“Now, as much as I’d love to spend all night up here with you under the stars, it is cold, and Christmas eve, so why don’t we head back inside?”

“Can’t handle a little cold Malfoy?” I smirked.

“You’re shivering, darling,” He raised an eyebrow at me.

“Just have to be right, don’t you?” I muttered, causing him to chuckle and pressed a kiss to my forehead.

Draco really must have planned the entire evening out, because in the common room a warm fire was in the hearth and there were two mugs of tea on the coffee table by the loveseat that was draped in blankets. The entire thing was lit by the crackling fire and the fairy lights that lit up the tree and garland about the room.

I paused, taking in the beauty of the room, my chill momentarily forgotten as Draco helped me out of my cloak.

“Are you coming?” Draco rose his eyebrow at me, offering my hand. 

“You... did all of this for me?” I was awestruck.

His gaze fell to the floor, as he smiled, embarrassed. “Might have been plan b,” He admitted. “If I lost my nerve in the tower...”

“Draco,” A soft laugh fell from my lips as I wrapped my arms around him. His hands reflexively went to my waist. “It’s perfect. Plan b or not, it’s still the nicest thing that anyone has done for me,”

“You deserve the world,” His earnest words made me melt. “I just want to give it to you. And I know it’s not much, and someone else could give you more but—”

It had worked earlier to shut up my doubting voice, and now with my lips pressed against his, Draco had no room to doubt himself. My fingers curled into the ends of his hair now that they were freed from gloves. The warmth that cradled me from the room met the fire that grew inside, wanting nothing more than to prove to Draco that I didn’t want anyone else and what he did was more than enough for me.

Our second kiss was just as memorable as our first one, but now that we were inside and there was no reason to stop, we didn’t. We were allowed to chase that feeling of want and warmth with soft purrs and gentle sounds. I ended up on top of Draco on one of the sofas, my senses now completely dominated by thoughts of him.

“Love,” He called, pulling away begrudgingly.

I hummed a response, my eyes staying closed, nuzzling my nose to his. Butterflies still fluttered happily in my chest.

“People will be down in a few hours for Christmas morning,” He sounded as disappointed as I felt. I must have made a face because he laughed. “Another time, I promise.” He tucked my hair behind my ear, “There’s no rush, I’m not going anywhere for a long time,”

I smiled at his words. “Thank you... for plan a and plan b. It was more than I could have asked for,”

“Not too overdone?” Doubt still seeded in his voice.

“It was perfect,” I affirmed. “You’re perfect,” I settled onto his chest, tracing abstract lines onto his cashmere sweater. Draco reached for a blanket and pulled it around my shoulders, covering us both.

“Goodnight my love,” He murmured softly.

“Night Dray,”

Draco had mentioned earlier of dreaming of sugar plum fairies, and now they led me into sleep. The security of his arms kept me warm. Thousands of stars danced in my dreams, and Draco led

the dance, pulling me into his arms, and deeper into the dream. A smile and kiss promised on his lips.

I was gently jostled, pulling me from the dream as my eyes barely fluttered open, somewhere between dream and reality.

“Shhh,” Draco hushed softly. “Just heading to bed, you’re alright,”

I smiled and closed my eyes, only clinging to consciousness long enough to curl into Draco’s arms as he tucked us into the comfort of his bed. I faintly felt a kiss pressed to my forehead before I slipped under again.

It was easy to say that Draco and I slept in longer than most that Christmas morning, already having the perfect Christmas the night before.

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[ratsoh-writes]

So I’m screwing around and I suddenly remember that the hunger games simulator exists! Well guess who put all the boys in it ;). My money is on either sugar or honey. It’s always the shy ones.

Day 1

Alright so far the cornucopia is full of cowards. Not a single death and everyone is just running for thier lives. Although sans, papyrus and star did team up which was pretty cool.

FKN PEACHES KILLED OAK IN HIS SLEEP?!!? peaches how could you 😭😭

Also I love how willow, edge, mutt and papyrus band together to steal all of ranchers stuff

Looks like oak is the only casualty. Poor baby. Looks like his narcolepsy did him in

Day 2

WILLOW CRIES HIMSELF TO SLEEP. Looks like someone found his brother

Also mutt decided to go for the baddest mafia man and kills butch but leaves heavily injured. I’m not suprised mutt went for him tbh

Friggin peaches is on a massacre. He teamed up with mal to kill off papyrus this time.

Also sans and Jupiter are holding hands and sugar convinced snipe to cuddle with him lol. Sugar must’ve had his charm turned up to 100

Hold up, cash made a bomb and killed willow sansn and coffee. Holy heck. Dammit cash.

And rancher is playing mind games here. He’s trying to force slim to kill either noir or gaster. Of course slim doesn’t want to kill anyone, SO RANCHER KILLS HIM IN COLD BLOOD what is with these farm boys?!??

So that’s 7 deaths: G, butch, papyrus, willow, sans, coffee and slim :(

Day 3

Oh shoot guys, somebody gave peaches a bomb. Better run

Also snipe killed mal with a hatchet. Tbh I’m not suprised.

And wine set LORD on fire?!?? WINE NO THATS YOUR BEST FRIEND why wine whyyyy

Basil repeatedly stabbed pop to death and probably puked right after

And cash you dumb*ss. He fell in a hole. The ultimate prankster dies from a hole. This is not the swapfell bros day

Now basil is questioning his sanity gee I wonder why

Honey accidentally set off a bomb. If anyone was wondering, he failed chemistry

And uh, so bruiser and wine are patching each other up. I guess in the hunger games your enemy is your friend lol

Total deaths 7: mal, lord, pop, edge, mutt, cash and honey

Day 4

Oh look at that, Star stabbed red this time like the little psycho he is

Green over here just humming out some tunes as the world burns around him

Basil and peaches are calling a truce. It’s because they can see the murder in each other’s eyes

And then basil dies from the cold like a pussy.

Oop, looks like peaches carnage is over. Wine pushed him off a cliff. Now wine is the baddest boy

Total deaths 3: red, basil, peaches

Day 5

Noooooo. So sugar was picking a fight with Jupiter, and friggin ace swoops in and is all “THATS MY ENEMY B*TCH” and beheads sugar.

Boss singing himself to sleep 🥺

Wine is climbing trees while he plans everyone’s murders

Wine is going even higher. He’s heading for the sky baby. He’s going to steamroll his way into heaven.

Oh shoot, three way fight between star snipe and rust. Rust won.

And rythm took out bad dad gaster in the most bad*ss way. Death by gladiator sword

Total deaths 4: sugar, star, snipe, gaster

Day 6

Noir over worked himself and passed out again. This is like the third time noir calm down

Fkn wine takes out rancher and Jupiter at the same time. He literally got both farmtale brothers. Gotta catch them all

Shoot, we just lost another mafia boy. Lilac strangled boss.

And now the feast: bruiser lilac and ace vs green Pluto and wine. Unfortunately wines geek squad was unable to stand up the the mafia brothers and a feral lilac so they had to go.

Also charm must’ve pissed rythm off because he couldn’t convince him to not kill him lol

Ace be picking flowers after his massacre

And rythm drowns. Oops

That’s 8 deaths this time: rancher, Jupiter, boss, green, Pluto, wine, charm and rhythm

Day 7

Yup, ace nailed noir right in the stomach. I knew noir wouldn’t make it. His chronic pain is too much of a hindrance

Just noir dying this time

Day 8

BRUISER KILLED ACE??!? And friggin rust climbed up a tree and watched like a little creep

And lilac decided to be a genius and jump in a frozen lake. Play stupid games win stupid prizes

2 deaths: ace and lilac

Day 9

alright this is it the final showdown. Who will win?? We’ve got:

Rust: with incredible physical strength, size and wilderness survival on his side

Or

Bruiser: a trained mafia fighter, extensive experience and knowledge in weapons, and his only strategy is to fight dirty

............... and despite all that bruiser takes the same path as his moron best friend and falls into a hole

Rust wins by default lol

[sorry-apsalar]

Is This a Date?

Another request, yay! It was, “It's maybe a little convoluted, but I'd love to see you write something involving Leela and Fry breaking up and Bender using the chance to whoo him and show him there's other people worth dating. It takes Fry a lot to realize what's going on so Bender tries to pull all the stops for Fry, finally convincing him with some grand gesture.”

~

“Stop moping.”

Fry rolled over to look at Bender standing in the doorway of his bedroom. “What do you want?”

“I told you. I want you to stop moping. I’ve tried being nice about it, giving you your space and stuff but you’re still moping and it’s starting to get annoying.”

“I’m doing it alone in my room though. So if it really bothers you, just don’t come in here.” Especially since he hadn’t been invited.

Bender wasn’t budging though. In fact, instead of fucking off, he stepped further in. “It’s been almost a month now, it’s time to get over it.”

“How can I possibly get over it?” Leela had agreed to be his girlfriend only to turn around a few months later and say she didn’t feel ‘that way’ about him, that she’d been trying to for his sake but just couldn’t. Meaning she’d never actually been into him at all. How could Fry ever possibly recover from that? She insisted she loved him as a friend but… if she really did why had she led him on like that? It wasn’t fair.

“Just uh… ugh. Try dating someone else maybe? Like uh… Amy did when Kif broke up with her that one time. She got over that real fast, remember? You could try that too, I’ll help. Maybe it’ll even make Leela jealous, wouldn’t that be fun?”

“I can’t date anyone else though because I’ll never love anyone as much as I love Leela.”

“Now you’re just being dramatic.”

Maybe so but Fry didn’t care. He was in a rather dramatic mood. And Bender trying to pull him out of it was only making it worse so… “Just go away already. If me being sad is really that annoying to you then you shouldn’t…” He cut off with a yelp as Bender stepped closer to grab his wrist and yanked him partially off the bed.

“Come on, I know what’ll cheer you up.”

Fry was forced to scramble the rest of the way off the bed and to his feet or risk being dragged across the floor as Bender turned to leave while still tugging on Fry’s arm. He was tempted to hold his ground and refuse to leave but if Bender really wanted to physically force him out of his room, there wasn’t much Fry could do to stop him so he followed willingly for now. That didn’t mean he was going without compliant though.

“Look, I appreciate the thought but I don’t really…”

In the living area, Bender pushed Fry onto the couch, making him cut off again. “We’re watching TV like we used to.” He sat down right next to Fry. Grabbing the remote off the coffee table, he switched the TV on to of course All My Circuits. His favourite show. Fry’s too but he wasn’t in the mood for it or TV in general right now so…

When he tried to stand back up, Bender put a not subtle hand on his shoulder, holding him in place. Not hard but the threat for such was there.

“I’ll even share a beer with you.” Bender’s tone was causal as if he wasn’t forcing Fry to be here with him. He opened his chest compartment to pull out two beer bottles. One of which he handed to Fry after even opening it for him. “Better already, right?”

He didn’t willingly share his stuff often, refusing would likely only make him mad and well, the fact that he was serious enough about making Fry feel better to share was rather nice. So, with a sigh, Fry accepted his fate. “I guess so,” he said as he relaxed back into the couch, lifting his feet off the floor to rest on the coffee table as Bender did likewise. Maybe he was starting to feel a little better. It had been a while since they’d sat and watched TV together at home.

 -

A few days later Bender had to drag him out of his room to make him stop moping again. This time he brought Fry all the way out the apartment and to the bar they used to hang out at. Leela didn’t like it so Fry hadn’t been here in while. Heck actually…

“We haven’t hung out outside of home in a while, huh?” he said as they settled at their usual table, sitting across from each other. “Like… just the two of us and no one else.”

“Yep, because you’ve been too busy being preoccupied with Leela to spend time with anyone else even your best pal.” Bender gave him a mildly annoyed look which well, Fry couldn’t blame him for, huh?

“Oh uh… yeah, sorry.” Fry hadn’t been being a very good best friend, huh?

“Eh, it’s whatever. You two tried the whole dating thing, it didn’t work out and now that you’ve broke up, you can finally move on from her. It’ll be like old times, just you and me except maybe better because you’re not focused on wanting to date Leela anymore, right?”

“I don’t know, I still feel pretty focused on her and uh, wanting to date her. You think maybe she might change her mind eventually? Like maybe if I stop being clingy and stuff. Or uh… maybe if I try to be smarter or something?”

For some reason Bender seemed to deflate a little at Fry’s words. “No.” He sounded fine though and quickly recovered so it was probably nothing. “Face it buddy, you just don’t have what she’s looking for in a romantic partner.”

“Yeah… you’re probably right.” As sad as it was and as much as Fry didn’t want to admit it or believe it, he couldn’t deny that anymore. Even when he tried to his best to force it he just wasn’t what Leela wanted.

“I’m always right and you know it. Now no more talking about Leela, we’re here to have a good time and get shitfaced, got it?”

“I uh… you know what? Yeah!” Fry hit his fists on the table, making it rattle. “Let’s get drunk and have some dumb fun like we used to.” He could certainly use the distraction. And maybe Bender was right in general, maybe it was past time he at least try to start getting over Leela even if would be hard.

A few weeks of Bender trying and failing to get Fry to notice him romantically later

“Are you sure this a good idea?” Fry asked, leaning over the pilot’s chair as Bender started up the ship.

“It’s a great idea.” Bender brushed off his concern with a dismissive wave his one hand. “Now go sit down unless you want to fall over when we take off. … Nah actually on second thought, watching you fall over would be funny so feel free to stay standing.”

With a sigh, Fry went over to his usual chair and sat down to buckle up. “Yeah, but remember what happened last time we took the ship out for a joyride? We almost got fired. … We did get fired actually. We’re lucky the Professor decided to hire us back on. He might not be so generous this time.” While Fry didn’t like working, this job did let him see other planets and he was getting pretty decent at flying the ship which was pretty cool, so losing this job would be less than ideal. Especially since he’d then have to look for a new one that would undoubtedly be far worse.

“Nah, don’t worry about it. I made sure that won’t happen this time. And I stole enough dark matter to completely fill the tank twice. So we could run her all the way out, refuel and still return with enough to fuel top her off again and hide that we ever took her out. Meaning no one will ever know about this so stop trying to be a killjoy.”

Fry didn’t have time to respond before the pilot’s console beeped, signaling that the ship’s engines had finished warming up. With an excited chuckle, Bender took off, he was getting rather good at flying the ship too.

As they exited Earth’s atmosphere, Fry let go of his doubts. Taking the ship out when they weren’t supposed to was fun. And Bender, an expert at getting away with things he wasn’t supposed to do, was probably right; as long as they were careful, they wouldn’t ever be found out and thus no one else need ever know about this adventure of theirs.

“Where we going?” Because after how insistent Bender had been about dragging Fry out here after night fell for this, he had to have a cool destination in mind, right?

“Nowhere or anywhere we want, it doesn’t matter. It’s just you and me with the entire universe as our playground.” He made a grand gesture towards the cockpit window and the vast expanse of stars that could be seen through it. “So we can go wherever and do whatever the fuck we want.” Or that worked too.

“Uh… all right let’s go do something fun then.”

 -

They spend the next few hours taking turns flying the ship around to random planets to see what sights they might have and occasionally messing with the locals – in Bender’s case, stealing from them sometimes too. With no one around to tell them to stop messing around or to be responsible or more careful or anything else of the sort, it was reminiscent of the first time Fry had been set free in a theme park but on a much larger and therefore more fun scale. The fact that he was with Bender made it even better.

Eventually Bender brought them to one of Jupiter’s many moons, the largest one according to the some of the signage. On it some rich person was hosting a fancy dance party of some sort. It was Fry’s idea to sneak in for a bit mostly because rich people’s parties were always fun to sneak into and because they always had fancy food and drink that if nothing else was often interesting to see and taste. The fact that Bender had brought along fancy clothes they could wear to make sneaking in even easier was odd but not surprising, he carried strange but often useful things with him all the time. But what was surprising was his suggestion that they go for spin around the dance floor.

Fry had agreed to it because why not, it seemed like it could be fun. He’d figured that Bender had suggested it to use it as a way to move around the room more and pickpocket stuff off of more people. But while he was doing a little of that, it didn’t seem to be his main goal. Instead he seemed to be far more focused on actually dancing with Fry. Which, now that Fry thought about it, Bender had been noticeably more focused on him than usual during this whole outing. It was nice but… odd.

“Did you plan to come here to do this?” Fry asked once he was sure he was settled into their slow dance enough that he could continue to follow Bender’s lead while also conversing with him. How close they their bodies were made it a bit harder because… it was kind of distracting. Bender had been the one to teach him to dance like this – in another failed attempt to impress Leela a while back – so it was nothing new but still weird, not in a bad way though.

“Maybe.” Meaning ‘yes’ based off his teasing tone and the fact that if he hadn’t planned it, he’d have just said ‘no’ and possibly made fun of Fry for thinking such a thing.

“Why though?”

Bender groaned. “I swear you’re the densest guy I’ve ever met. It’s cute and funny most of the time but sometimes, like right now, it’s really frustrating.”

Fry stumbled and missed a step at being called ‘cute’. That wasn’t a word anyone had used to describe him in any way since he was a small child. And the context of it coupled with what they were currently doing made it seem almost… “Is this a date? Like… a date that’s supposed to be romantic?”

“Bingo! Thank you for finally realizing, it only took you just about a hundred not dates to figure what I’m trying to do.”

“Oh.” Fry looked away as his face grew uncomfortably warm. Had Bender really been trying to go on a date with him for a while now? Come to think of it ever since Bender had decided he was done with Fry moping about Leela he’d been taking him out of the house fairly often, going out of his way to make sure it was just the two of them too. And he’d mentioned multiple times that Fry can and should move on from her now and try dating other people. More like another person because hadn’t he more often than not phrased it as a singular? As if maybe he wanted Fry to consider him for that role.

“Yeah. I can guess you’re not interested though, huh?” His tone edged with bitterness, Bender slowed their dance to a stop and started to pull away. “If you were, you’d have…”

“No, no!” Jerking back into motion, Fry pulled him close again. “Don’t stop, I’m having fun.” Bender wasn’t resisting so Fry took the lead in their dance. He was much clumsier and uncoordinated but whatever. Even if he didn’t know what to think about that revelation, he did know he didn’t want to stop dancing yet and even more he didn’t want Bender giving up and pulling away from him.

“So… you are interested?”

“I uh… uh… I’ve never thought about you that way before but… uh… Yeah. Yeah, I’m interested.” And saying that, even with how impulsive it was, didn’t feel wrong or like a lie. “This had been a… great date so far. Even if I only just realized that that’s what it’s supposed to be.”

“Good because getting invitations to this place was a real pain in the ass.”

“You mean we didn’t even actually sneak in?”

“Nope. Getting caught and kicked out would’ve made getting you to finally realize what I was trying to do almost impossible. So yeah, this was planned from the beginning. Or did you really think I carry around a fancy suit in your size for no reason?”

“Well, you might’ve. You do carry a lot of weird stuff around inside you all the time.”

“I guess that’s true.” With that Bender took the lead back, making the whole dancing experience much smoother and easier.

Fry was more than happy to let himself sank into the rhythm of it, matching Bender’s pace. He could consider what the new dimensions of their relationship was later as well as how they were going to tell the others if at all, they could just let them figure it out on their own. For now he was going to enjoy the rest of the time they had alone together for this date until they had to return the ship back to the Planet Express hanger.

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Winter is Beautiful: Technical Boy - American Gods

I had to cut this in half because Tumblr wouldn't let me post it all as one.

Partially inspired by one of @random-imagines-blog Technical Boy posts.

Done for @atomicdetectivehideout‘s December challenge (yes, I know I’m a day late, shut up).

I’m not good at romance.

Fluff.

Word count: 4.4K+

Second Part

You smiled at the trees, barren and lifeless, all except the pines.

The pines were strong and sturdy. That beautiful pine green, even in the dead of winter. A faint hint of brown spiked the otherwise green needles. A sign of Death and Disease knocking on the trees' door.

The faint sound of Winter-ready birds hung in the air. Their song, even compared to the sunset, was something to behold. The rustle of the trees as the birds flew between the branches reminded you of days long past.

You inhaled the cold, country, Winter air. As you breathed out, a puff of smoke spread out. The warmth of your breath soon dissipated as the frozen air overtook it. dissipating. You smiled, satisfied.

The cool, pale yellows, blues, and pinks of the sunset waltzed across the sky. Not even the chilly air, which was sure to get worse, could dissuade you from spending time that night under the stars, especially on a night like tonight.

While the alignment of Jupiter and Saturn was not the main focus, it certainly helped to convince Technical Boy to come along. It was a "Once every 800 years" kind of event. Something that he would never get the chance to see again.

It had taken forever to get the tech god to agree. You hadn't expected anything less. He was him, but you were also you. Both equally stubborn in your own ways.

Speaking of the devil, the young god stood beside you, wrapped in far too many layers.

A beanie donned his head, along with a scarf, gloves, a Winter coat with two sweaters underneath (both of which you hadn’t the chance to see), a pair of jeans, snow pants, and winter boots.

It was beyond excessive in your eyes.

"You don't need all of those, T," you said. "You'll be fine."

He scoffed. Both of his hands wrapped around his upper arms, rubbing them.

"Like Hell," he mumbled teeth chattering.

How he could still be cold with all those layers was a mystery to you.

A blanket hung over your shoulder as you looked back at him.

"Let's just go."

"Home?" He asked, perking up a little.

"No, to the meadow."

Technical Boy groaned as he walked after you stiffly, following as closely behind as he could. The thick snow pants on top of jeans were hard to walk with.

Sure, the snow was a little high, but no higher than it usually was here around the Solstice.

A part of you wanted to grab his hand, just to hold it, but you thought better of it.

It wouldn’t be like it was the first time you’d held hands. The two of you had done it a thousand times. Okay, maybe that’s an over-exaggeration, but the point still remains; it wasn’t a big deal. Well, it shouldn’t be a big deal.

So, why not just take his hand?

Maybe because in the last few months, how you felt about him changed. When he smiled at you; or even just looked in your direction, it was like the world stopped moving. Your heart raced when he touched you. At times, you thought he could hear your heart pounding in your chest, especially when the two of you would lie together and cuddle. When he’d ‘Hmm?’ when you said something to him, your heart would turn to goop.  When he joked with you, you laughed harder than usual. Even just being around him made you feel this warmth deep inside. This feeling of being known without thinking he’d shame you for anything. It was slightly addicting but in a good way.

And as much as there had been a change in you, maybe there had been a slight change in him, too. Sometimes, when you stayed over at his place, he’d offer you his clothes if you wanted to take a shower. That way you wouldn’t have to wear dirty clothes after getting clean. That’s the excuse he always used anyway. There were times when he stayed at your place where he’d get all nervous about sleeping in the same bed together, even though you’d done it before, and he hadn’t had a problem then. He showed you affection and kindness and rarely said anything bad or rude about/to your family. He was kinder and sweeter now, less of a cat, more of a dog.

You also noticed things about him that you hadn’t before. Like the way he’d look at you with that big, goofy, adorable smile and how his eyes would shine brighter than the sun, the moon, and all of the stars when he saw you. Or how any time he hugged you, he would nuzzle into your neck and hang on for a little longer than most people. There were the times when Technical Boy would get hyper-focused on something and zone out. He looked adorable every time.

But there were also things you think you looked too much into. Like the little surprise visits and gifts he gave felt like more than what a friend would do. Before, you’d never noticed how much he’d look at you or how much more playful he was around you than most people. Of course, you’d never let yourself hope for more. He was a god, after all.

•

The two of you trudged through the snow as the sun set ahead of you. The pale colours of the evening gave way to the rich, dark blue of the night. Stars twinkling like diamonds suspended high in the sky.

For a moment, you thought you'd have to start pulling Technical Boy along. Thankfully, he kept up, even with all the layers.

"I was not built for the cold, Y/N,” he said.

You forged ahead. Trying (and failing) to suppress a smile, you looked behind you before turning back front.

"You're not used to the cold, that's all."

He whimpered, dashing to get back to your side. It was warmer than when he was by himself.

"How 'bout we just go back, yeah? Go back to the cabin? Where it's warm."

Stopping in the snow, letting it soak into your jeans, you faced him.

"If it bothers you that much, you can go back, but I'm not."

You didn't want him to go. He was the reason you wanted to come out here tonight in the first place. It wouldn't be right without him. Besides, two bodies are warmer than one.

Technical Boy looked between the warmth of the cabin that he so badly craved and you, the reason he was willingly out here, freezing his arse off.

Eventually, he chose to follow you, stepping to your side.

The snow flew up with every step. Some of it was packed beneath his boots, other bits stuck on them, but at least he wasn’t being drenched by it.

•

As you got to a fenced-in field, a smile spread across your face.

It was almost entirely dark now. The last vestiges of light from the sun were blinking out, disappearing behind the horizon. The stars and the half-moon became your only guide.

You giggled and looked behind you, still smiling widely.

"Come on," you said, offering your hand to Technical Boy.

He stayed where he was, a worried look on his face.

Your hand fell as you sighed.

"Really, T?"

The god shuffled backwards.

The low, barbed-wire fencing stood between you and your favourite place in the world. Besides maybe with Technical Boy.

Near an old, what you assumed to be, power box lay a dip in the fencing. The fencing had been bent and broken years ago, long before you ever came to the meadow.

Using one of the old, wooden posts the wire was wrapped around, you hopped over.

Breathing deeply, you face away from the dirt road and to the pure, untouched snow of the pasture. Your eyes closed as the wind whipped by.

Technical Boy whined behind you, reminding you of a puppy who wanted attention.

You turned to face him, a renewed light inside you.

"Come on, don't be a wuss," you said. "It's just a fence."

He looked at the fencing, then at you, bouncing side to side.

"Fine, be a wuss, but I'm going to enjoy the pasture."

You twisted back to the snowy, rolling hills far away.

"I'm not a wuss," he said.

You looked over your shoulder with a smirk and said, "Prove it then."

Technical Boy, scowling, glared at the fencing and stepped forward.

“Do we really have to do this? I mean, it’s fucking freezing out here. Not to mention, it’s really stupid. There are apps made for stargazing for crying out loud! We can stargaze where it’s warm, believe it or not,” he complained.

While his point about the apps was fair, the app could never capture the beauty of watching the stars with the naked eye.

"T," you tease in a singsong voice.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm coming." Technical Boy gripped the post you did when you hopped over. "Don't rush me."

"The sun has already set. We don't have time for this."

That wasn’t true. The stars would be there for hours to come, but you had to get him moving somehow.

With another small whine and some mental encouragement, the god hopped over. Now on the same side as you, he backed away from the fence, facing it.

He turned to you lethargically like he was bored, and glared at you.

“Great, I’m over here. Now what?”

Unable to resist, you snickered.

“What?”

You shrugged.

“Nothing, you just sound really fucking bored. I can’t combine that with the shivering you. It just doesn’t work in my head.”

He rolled his eyes and walked toward you.

“Whatever,” he said before rubbing his hands together and breathing into them.

You wiped your freezing nose with your equally cold hand, sniffing.

Eyebrows furrowed, Technical Boy took off one of his gloves and pressed a hand to your cheek.

You tried to bat it away, but he ignored it.

"Jesus Christ, Y/N, you're freezing," he worries. "Why didn't you say anything?"

You pushed him away slightly, his hands drifting to your upper arms.

"It's nothing I haven't handled before."

"Come here," he said.

He shed his coat and wrapped it around your shoulders. Taking his scarf off, he coiled it around your neck, tucking it over your nose sweetly. You giggled as he moved his hands to grasp yours.

"You feel like ice," he comments.

You shook your head, a smile plastered on your face.

"I'm fine, T. Let's just enjoy the night."

"What if you get sick!"

You sighed.

"I'm not going to get sick."

"That's what they all say," he said, pulling you close. "But then starts the sniffling and the coughing and sneezing. Not to mention the fever!"

You laughed at him. Pushing away, you took off and wrapped the scarf back around Technical Boy's neck. You glanced down to hide your giggles, but you’re greeted by a peculiar sight.

Covering your mouth, you stared at his chest.

He looked down at his sweater.

"What?"

"I can't believe you're wearing that."

He pulled it down, pouting.

"Your mother gave it to me. Plus, it's also almost Christmas. I thought it was festive."

You burst out laughing.

The ugly Rudolph the Reindeer sweater looked so stupid on him, you just couldn't help it.

"Y/N, don't be mean. I'm sure it took her forever to find one this ugly."

You kept laughing and pulled him into a hug, burying your head into his neck.

"I love you, you dumbass," you said, pushing away.

He smiled at you.

"I love you, too."

It may have been from the cold and wind, but you could have sworn there was a hint of pink on his cheeks.

You handed him back his coat.

"No, Y/N, you need it."

Instead of taking no for an answer, you tossed it onto his face.

As it fell off, Technical Boy caught it and gave you a look. The "done with your bullshit" look he often gave.

You just smiled over your shoulder and laid down the blanket over the snow.

•

The two of you stared up at the sky. For the first time since you managed to pull Technical Boy out here, it was quiet. Save for the wind rustling the branches and the coyotes howling far off in the distance. Some might be afraid of them, but not you. They were comforting. Familiar really.

Taking a deep breath, you could smell the clean snow. It was like water but cooler. As you'd expect from ice.

So enraptured by the peace, you hadn't noticed Tech staring at you with one of those rare, soft smiles on his face.

"Why'd you bring me out here," he asked.

Breaking from the serenity, you turned to look at him. His face fairer than usual because of the light reflecting off the snow from the half-moon.

"I wanted to stargaze with you."

Technical Boy nodded, seemingly satisfied with your answer. Keyword is "seemingly".

"Okay," he said, turning back to the sky, a pink hint to his cold cheeks. "But you never bring anyone out here. Not home, not to the cabin, and definitely not here. You only ever talk about this place like it’s a far-off memory. You don't even take the animals out here."

You sighed.

The stars glittered with the glowing moon.

"It's my quiet place," you said. "Where I go when I'm not really there. When all else fails, I can always come here." Looking at the sky, you smiled. "It's the most important place in the world to me. I guess, I just wanted to share that with you." You looked down and rubbed your arm.

Technical Boy let a smile spread across his face.

Cupping your cheek, he guided you to face him.

"Thank you, Y/N," he said. "I mean it."

You smiled back.

Technical Boy wrapped an arm around you and laid his head on your shoulder.

You watched the stars, Jupiter and Saturn's alignment shining amongst them.

[kirnet]

Of Course

Dorotea x Adam. 2k words

Dorotea was nothing if not honest.

She was almost famed for it around Wayhaven. If you wanted a second opinion or you wanted a dispute settled, you went to Detective Langford. Sure, you might not like the answer, but you could be assured it was the right one.

As much as she hated to admit it, she had a reputation to upkeep. She had been dancing around the truth for too long. She had to be honest with herself.

She had hit a wall. This damn investigation was going nowhere.

Dorotea leaned back in her armchair and rubbed her eyes, sending a few books piled precariously around her tumbling to the floor. The library was overflowing with stacks of tomes that she had ripped from the shelves in a desperate attempt to find any lead after her failed hours in the lab. To Dorotea’s frustration, there was hardly any evidence to work off of, just some contaminated blood samples and vague eyewitness accounts. It was making her pull her hair out, though she supposed she should be thankful that she hadn’t been kidnapped yet. 

“Tea? What happened to my study?”

Nate’s kind face appeared from behind one of the stacks, somehow still angelic despite his grimace. Slowly, he began to maneuver around the piles, quickly throwing his hands up to steady one when he knocked it with his hip. “I see we’re… redecorating.”

Dorotea sprang from her chair, knocking a few more books over. With a wince, she dropped to the floor and started gathering them up. “Shit. I’m sorry, Nate. The sample was coming up empty so I thought I’d find something here.” Nate was beside her, pressing into her shoulder as he fumbled with the remaining books. She leaned into his broad frame for a second before heaving herself off of the ground. “Don’t worry. I’ll clean this up.”

“I’m guessing you didn’t find anything in here either,” Nate mumbled as he unloaded the books on an empty shelf. “You tore this place up.”

“If you let me digitize the library we won’t have to tear it up.” Dorotea nudged him with her elbow. “Technology can be a good thing, old man.” He grumbled something she didn’t catch before going back for another stack. “I said I got this, Nate. It’s my mess.”

“Tea, no offense, you look like you need a break.” To emphasize his point, he lightly pushed her shoulder and quickly grabbed her arm when she started to fall over. “You’ve spent all day working on this. The least I can do is help clean up.” Mustering up her most menacing glare, Dorotea slowly bent down and picked up another book. Nate just smiled and took it from her hands. “Humans need sleep. I don’t.”

“Ugh. Fine.” Dorotea relented after a few seconds more of unsuccessful glaring. “Just a quick break, then I’ll help you finish up.” She gave Nate a quick hug before grabbing her keys and phone off the table. “And we are not done talking about digitizing.”

Nate lightly pushed her again, a smile on both of their faces. “Go. Rest.”

Now that Nate had mentioned it, she did feel burned out. Trying to brute force through the day certainly wasn’t helping the pressure building behind her eyes. She needed to clear her head.

Twirling her keys, Dorotea made for the front door to the Warehouse. A midnight drive with Dolly Parton blasting at a supersonic volume sounded like just the thing she needed. 

“Leaving already, Detective?” 

She turned to see Adam leaning against the doorframe and lightly massaging his hands. He wiped the barely noticeable sheen of sweat off his forehead, his usual tee shirt straining around his thick arms. “I thought you were doing research.”

“Yeah, I hit a wall. Gonna go for a drive.” She looked him up and down. “Training?”

“Just finished. You’re going to go off by yourself when we have an unknown threat in the area?”

“Of course. What, are you new?” She chuckled at his sour reaction. “Want to tag along?”

With a dramatic sigh, Adam pushed himself off of the doorframe. “I suppose I have to, if you keep insisting on running headfirst into danger.”

Dorotea scoffed. “How many times do I have to tell y’all that I can handle myself.” She pursed her lips. “Though I suppose getting attacked again would speed up the investigation.”

“I was referring to that thing you call a vehicle. I am well aware of your personal capabilities.”

They exchanged a quick look as Adam easily fell into step beside her before settling into silence for the rest of the walk. A wave of pleasantly night cool air hit Dorotea as Adam opened the door for her. 

“I can’t believe you still drive this thing,” Adam stated with disgust as Dorotea unlocked the hatchback’s door. “It’s a safety risk.”

“You offering to give me a raise?” Dorotea deadpanned as she slid into the driver’s seat. “‘Cause that’s the only way I can afford to stop driving this ‘thing.’” She drew out the last word, poking an accusatory finger into Adam’s toned chest. “I take damn good care of her, thank you very much.” 

“I’ll be sure to remember that when ‘she’ breaks down on this-” He was silenced by a swat to the arm. 

“Oh, hush. You’re more than welcome to stay behind if you’re gonna complain so much.”

Adam buckled his seatbelt with a huff. 

“Good,” Dorotea said through her grin. “And we’re listening to Dolly. Nonnegotiable.”

The summer night sky was delightfully clear as Dorotea maneuvered the hatchback through the winding forest roads. The drive had mostly been spent in comfortable quiet, with Dorotea happily humming along to the country music and focusing on the road, and Adam pointedly looking at anything else that wasn’t her. Though he was having some difficulty, as the pitch black night that swallowed up the world around them wasn’t nearly as interesting to look at. 

He shook his head at the thought. “You haven’t actually told me where we’re going,” he said, sparing a glance at Dorotea.

“That’s because it was gonna be a surprise,” she chuckled, not taking her eyes off of the road. “But if you’re so worried: it’s an abandoned coal mine deep in the woods. Spent a lot of time exploring there in high school.” 

Adam blinked. “A coal mine?” 

Dorotea raised her hand before he could continue. “I know it doesn’t exactly cater to your expensive tastes, Adam, but it’s a nice spot. Great for stargazing, too.”

Adam fully turned to her at this. “Stargazing? Are you serious?”

“What?” Dorotea snorted. “It’s the one day of the summer that isn’t hot and sweaty as balls. I intend on taking full advantage of it.” Adam raised his eyebrow at the imagery that tactful statement conjured, but kept his mouth shut and turned back to watch the road. “Stop scowling. We’re almost there.”

Soon enough, they were turning off the main road and heading down a sigogglin dirt path, the passengers bouncing uncomfortably as the car lurched on every bump and wayward branch. A few minutes later, the tree branches stopped scraping against the roof as the path opened up into a large clearing. Dorotea parked and left the headlights on. “The pit’s over yonder.” She gestured vaguely to the side as she pulled herself out of the car. “There’s an underground entrance to the west, too, but we’re gonna stay right here.” She made her way to the back of the car, cursing when the trunk wouldn’t open.

“Ah! There we go,” she exclaimed after a swift kick popped the trunk open. She ignored Adam’s horrified look and pushed a bundle into his arms. “It’s a blanket. Go lay it down somewhere nice.” He rolled his eyes but followed the order without complaint, spreading the blanket down on a grassy part of the clearing as Dorotea turned off the headlights. 

“Would ya look at that.” Dorotea let out an appreciative whistle as she turned her head up to the sky, the entire tapestry of stars bright and visible against the darkness. “Isn’t it grand?” 

Adam could barely whisper a reply as he lost himself in the magnificent sight. How long had it been since he had looked up at the sky like this? How long had it been since he had simply allowed himself to appreciate something?

Someone?

“Yes.” He cleared his throat. “It is.”

“Huh? Sorry, could you keep talking? I can’t see shit.”

“Of course,” Adam chuckled. “Over here, Detective.”

Slowly, with Adams' help, Dorotea made her way over to the blanket. Adam reached out and pulled her the last couple of steps until they were standing toe-to-toe, his hand wrapped loosely around her arm. He tried his best to ignore the flutter in Dorotea’s heartbeat.

“Uh, thank you, Adam,” she coughed as he pulled his hand away. She plopped herself down on the ground and lay back, stretching out languorously. When Adam didn’t follow suit, she pulled on his pant leg. “Hurry up, now. We don’t have all night.”

“I was under the impression that we did,” Adam grunted as he lay down beside her. “I didn’t know this was an urgent stargazing mission.”

Dorotea barked out a laugh. “Well, it is now. I promised Nate I’d help him clean up the study.” She winced. “Though I probably should have remembered that before driving all the way out here. Whoops.”

“I’m sure you’ll be forgiven,” Adam laughed quietly. “Though I wouldn’t make it a habit.”

The soft laughter faded away, leaving only the cacophony of the cicadas and the rustling of the trees in the breeze. Dorotea shifted closer to Adam’s warmth before pointing up at the sky. “That’s Ursa Major. Ursa Minor. Polaris. That one’s Cassiopeia. I think.”

“What about that one?” Adam whispered.

Dorotea squinted. “I can’t see what you’re pointing at. We don’t all have vampire eyes, you know.” 

Her breath hitched as a strong, calloused hand closed around her own. Gently, Adam lifted both their hands up to the sky and aligned them with a bright star. “Here. That one.”

“That-” her mind hiccupped as Adam squeezed her hand. “That’s Saturn. And that-” she moved their hands over slightly and extended her pointer finger. Adam did the same, resting his flush against hers so that they both pointed together. “That should be Jupiter.”

“What else?”

“Well, there’s Sirius. I’m pretty sure that’s Sagittarius.” She traced the outline with their fingers. “I think it’s supposed to be a centaur.”

“I believe that you’re correct.” His voice was husky.

Dorotea swallowed thickly and pointed again. “That’s the moon. Obvious, but important.” The cool air did nothing to calm the burn in her cheeks. “I’m running out of things to impress you with.”

She turned her head towards Adam to share in the joke and almost jumped out of her skin when she felt his breath fan her lips. She could practically feel his eyes on her as she leaned forward a little, their noses just touching.

“Adam?”

“Yes, Tea?” She barely heard him. He started stroking her hand with his thumb.

“Could I kis-”

A flash of light cut her off as she startled. Adam immediately released her hand and stood up. Dorotea’s phone continued to vibrate next to her on the blanket. “You have got to be fucking kidding- Hello?” she barked, not bothering to look at the caller I.D.

“Dorotea?” Rebecca’s crisp voice came through the phone. “Nate just made a breakthrough. Where are you?”

“Oh, hi Rebecca.” Dorotea sighed and rubbed her eyes. “He did? That’s great. We went out for a drive but we’ll come right back.”

“We? Is Adam with you?” As if on cue, Adam tapped Dorotea’s shoulder and offered his hand, gently pulling her off the ground when she took it. She patted him on the back as a quick “thanks” before answering.

“Yeah, he is. We’ll be back in thirty.” She hung up before her mother could respond. Turning her phone flashlight on, she watched Adam finish folding up the blanket. “Did you catch all that?”

“Of course,” was his simple answer as he walked towards the car, leaving her standing by herself. With a groan, she stole one last look at the sky. Restful break, her ass.

“Coming, Detective?”

She pulled her keys out of her pocket and half-jogged to catch up to him. “Of course. As always.”

[moons-and-stars-and-shit]

Hello! I am a new follower if thats okay, I really like your content so Imma give this a try, Can I have a star-match up? I am a cancer and my husbando is Suna Rintaro. Its okay if you don't talk this but if you do, Thank you so much!

𝔸/ℕ- 𝕎𝕖𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕘 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪 👀

𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣 𝕄𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕦𝕡 𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕒

𝑃𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑒𝑡𝑠 🪐

The Moon (Emotion) rules Cancer, and Saturn (Karma) and Uranus (Rebellion) rules Aquarius.

The Moon is a radiant, feminine energy and Saturn is a cool, contained masculine energy.

Uranus is about all things abnormal and novel.

The Moon is emotional and concerned with growth and domesticity, both of which become central themes in many Cancer’s lives.

Saturn deals with hard work and the discipline required for achievement, while Uranus symbolizes forward thought.

This combination makes sense for an Aquarian, as they are futurists unafraid of getting their hands dirtied by labor.

Cancer mates can teach social, intellectual Aquarius lovers the value of emotional impulses, and their feminine influence will bring beauty and comfort into the home.

While Cancer teaches the valuable lesson of an open heart, Aquarius can come right back with the usefulness of a detached heart.

Aquarians are blessed to be able to extricate themselves from uncontrollable situations and to reevaluate goals if they get off-course.

Not necessarily cold, Aquarius could still benefit from Cancer’s warm, feminine Moon-based influence.

𝐸𝑙𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠 🔥💧🍃🌬

Cancer is a Water Sign, and Aquarius is an Air Sign.

Aquarius sees life as an intellectual exercise, a constant exploration and expansion of the mind.

Cancer’s more pragmatic.

Cancer stops to ask, ‘how does this feel?’

while Aquarians keep asking ‘what else is there?’

It may be tough for one to get where the other is coming from, and conflicts can arise if Aquarius gets a little too cool or Cancer too emotionally demanding.

They may end up working at cross-purposes: Cancer asks for more and more, Aquarius may pull further and further away.

By accepting that their worldviews are dissimilar, Cancer and Aquarius can move on and celebrate their diversity, learn to say ‘vive la difference’ rather than feeling threatened by it.

𝑇𝑟𝑢𝑠𝑡 🤞

Cancer is usually loyal and honest, except in situations when they are scared of the aggressive reaction of their loved one, or of hurting them badly.

With Aquarius, they might feel stressed to share things and this could present a both way issue when it comes to trust.

The liberal nature of Aquarius could seem crazy to a Cancer, and their partner’s honesty about their craziness won’t help the inner feeling of mistrust for their possible actions.

It is a complicated thing for them, because none of them wants to lie, but still they don’t seem to trust the future they might share.

𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 🤝

Cancer and Aquarius are able to join forces in intellectual activity.

The mind of a Cancer is sensitive enough to pay attention to details and interpersonal relationships when Aquarius fails to do so.

They could make grand ideas come true, especially those that need a lot of people involved on their way to become real.

However, they might have trouble talking to one another in the same tone or understanding each other in the first place. Cancer is ruled by the Moon, the fastest heavenly body in the sky, but they are not fast to recognize what hides behind Aquarius’ words.

There is difficulty for Aquarius to express their inner state and this is something Cancer has trouble understanding.

The best beginning of their relationship is guaranteed if Aquarius sees their Cancer partner as a weird human being that needs to be examined.

This will allow them both enough space to get to know each other well, and this could influence all other areas of their relationship.

If this happens, Aquarius will approach those strange activities Cancer needs as if they weren’t ordinary at all.

After all, not everyone can drink a morning coffee in total silence with their partner and enjoy this silence as much as these partners can.

𝐸𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 😠😔😊

The unconventional nature of Aquarius interferes with Cancer’s need to stay in a peaceful environment, and this is something they will find hardest to reconcile.

That homey, cozy feeling Cancer needs can be deeply disturbed by the rebellious Air sign of Aquarius. '

They will bring stress and too much information in their life, and speed that cannot be handled by a subtle state of deep empathy Cancer has to live with daily.

The way they show love is very different, but it can be wonderfully focused on their kids and the family they build if they get to this point.

There is no sign in the zodiac predestined for a family life such as Cancer.

In a relationship with Aquarius, they would take over the most of everyday activities and responsibilities.

In return, their children would get a childhood without boundaries and a life of free choices that no other couple can give. '

This is a consequence of the difference between them and the tolerance they have to build in order to stay together.

When they do fall in love, they will not be so quick to end their relationship.

Aquarius will approach it as a kind of challenge and understand the stability and love they get from this partner.

Cancer will realize that they have never been this free to actually be themselves instead of living in a symbiotic relationship they are easily sucked into.

Once they form a strong bond, it will be very hard for both of them to let it go.

𝑉𝑎𝑙𝑢𝑒𝑠 🤲

Cancer values knowledge almost as much as Aquarius values information.

This is a fine connection between their worlds and if it is nurtured it could be just enough for them not to be set apart by other values they hold on to.

Cancer does value stability, intimacy and family, while Aquarius values their freedom, intellect and new technology.

There is a difference between their worlds that might seem impossible to overcome, but if they hold on to their love of distances and travel or if they learn together, they could easily get over the fact that their values on other things differ so much.

𝑆ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝐴𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑡𝑦𝑠 💪

While Cancer will want to stay at home, go for a picnic in the park or to a furniture store, Aquarius will look for the highest skyscraper, wish for a new laptop and read anything that falls into their hands.

The key activity that could truly connect them is travel. Although Cancer seems homey and unmovable, this is not exactly true.

Due to the fact that it is a sign of Jupiter’s exaltation, they will want to travel far. Aquarius will always want to board a plane and it would be perfect if they could parachute to a location where Cancer would safely land in a Boeing 747.

𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦 💕

We could say that Cancer and Aquarius are not your usual happy couple in most cases.

Their relationship can be too stressful for Cancer partner and the lack of intimacy will most probably tear them apart.

However, the link between them can actually be wonderful when found, and they could open up such interesting new perspectives for one another if this happens.

They both want to learn new things and could travel far if a strong base is made at home, so Cancer can remain peaceful.

For this couple to move in a positive direction, Aquarius needs to understand how unusual their partner is, and try to experiment on being homey while having fun.

Cancer will have to take over the main set of responsibilities to hold on to the idea of their home as a base from which they can move wherever they want.

In the end, Cancer might discover an unbelievable joy of freedom and Aquarius might develop closeness.

If these partners can be silent together, sipping on their morning coffee, this is in most cases the first step to success.

[baby-turtlefan]

RISE cross over 2012TMNT (2/3)

In this part, when I say the fill name of the turtle, it means the 2012 version and not the Rise. Hope you’ll enjoys it.

Everyone looks at you with wide eye. Well everyone, but Mickey who had star in is eye. You finally stood up and look around.

-          How is it even possible! How can someone can go to another dimension!

-          Well I don’t know Donatello, I think Leo’s had another portal jacked incident. Although last time, they boys was send to Tahiti not ANOTHER DIMENSION.

-          Wait your Leo can create portal! Wow he is way cooler than you. Said Raph with a smirk on his face. Looking at Leonardo.

-          Not really, it is because of the mystique sword the ōdachi sword.

-          Did you just said mystique? Ask Donatello

Well everyone decides to sit down and listen to the conversation. You had to explain that your world had no Kraang but there was Yokai that seem to have taken their place. Also, that the foot was not made of paper but they were robot. You were confused but exited, why isn’t the foot a robot, it would be so cool! You could see Donnie working in is lab on the robot scrap and Mickey freak out when he sees one moving in the lair.

You’ve notice that this dimension of Donatello was quite different from yours, he was more relaxe and social. He was also less sarcastic and confident about his intelligence and machine. It surprises you quite a bit. They were similar but also so different. Here is an exemple:

You walk into his lab and saw that it look more like a garage then a scientific lab. There was a weird green goo that you assume to be there world mutagen and he was siting at his table working on is computer.

-          Hi Donatello

-          Hey what’s up?

-          Just came to visit your lab. May I see your invention?

-          He… sure give me a sec.

He got up and open the garage door. Behind them there was some king of subway wagon with wheels. Your mouth open.

-          Wow that’s cool. Well not as much as the turtle tank but cool.

-          The turtle tank?

-          Yeah the vehicle my Donnie build from the moon buggy and a taxi. Your invention is way more stealth then the tank that for sure. When you look from above it, it look like a giant turtle.

-          Didn’t you said they are ninja’s?

-          I never said they were good ninja. Well they are not bad, but they need training on being stealth and stick to the shadows.

You giggle and he did too. His a nice guys and you enjoys his compagnie as much as your Donnie.

Now Rapheal, he is the most different of them all. If he didn’t wear a red mask, you wouldn’t have believe it was him. He was more angry and less protective and carring.

-          How can he lead a team with such a temper? You ask Leo.

Leo look at you with confused eye then he chuckle.

-          Well he doesn’t I am the leader.

-          WAIT WHAT!

-          Yeah I am the leader.

-          Does that mean that you are the oldest?

-          Yes I am.

You didn’t know at that moment, but Raph was listening to the all conversation in the background.

-          Then Raph is in what place?

-          He is the second oldest. How is your turtle, I gess Raph is the oldest by your reaction.

-          Well yes he is the oldest, Leo and Donnie are twins also called the disaster twins and then there is Mickey who is the youngest. I believe Raph and Mickey have 2 year in difference…

-          WHAT!

You were interrupted by Raphael. He decided to join the conversation:

-          How is that even possible! Your version of me is the leader and the oldest by that much! They weren’t mutated at the same time or what!?

-          I don’t know Raph, they didn’t tell me why he is the oldest. Altho knowing my splinter, probably because he was the biggest.

-          What does that even mean!!

He push the wall and walk away. He didn’t like to hear about him from your dimension like he was the perfect version of himself. But you never said that. You could find point where he was “better” then yours. He was a better fighter and he was more focus, when he wasn’t angry. He also looks more relaxed. Although you still didn’t like how much more violent he was especially toward Mickey. Every time you saw him hit his brother, you would get angry at him and even hit him in return with a pillow since you didn’t want to hurt them. Witch didn’t help you create a good relationship with the red turtle. He was also a bit intimidating to you, but you didn’t tell anyone and it seem like anyone notice.

You know who you weren’t scared at all: Mickey. He was pretty much like yours but he was less sensitive and he did a LOT of bad prank to his brother and at you. He looks kind of similar to your Leo. You were sure they would get along pretty well. You also notice that he was also clumsier and lonelier than your friend. It broke your heart. How can this little sunshine look so lonely half the time! He became your best friend from this place very quickly.

A little later, you met April and Casey. When they were told you where from another dimension they both look excited.

-          That cool! If there is other version of the boys, is there other version of us? Ask April will sending a look to Casey.

-          Well yes.

-          Can you tell me more about my other self? Ask April as she sits on the coach and inviting you to join her.

-          Alright where do I begin? Well she is African American…

-          What really? Said Donatello from his lab.

-          Yeah and she well she is awesome, she infiltrated the foot more then once, she can fight in comparation of me and she super smart. My Donatello and April are best friend for quite a long time. I don’t know the detail. She is a big fan of Jupiter Jim like the boys and I and she wear glass.

-          Wow she is a kinoichi like me.

-          Well no, she uses a baseball bat to fight and her instinct.

-          How about me? How do I look in your universe?

-          It I a dimension and I don’t know any Casey.

Casey was hurt, you and April couldn’t resist but laugh at this. You also notice at that moment that Donatello had a crush on April. You thought it was cute at first, but got a bit angry by the way she treated him.

You didn’t like Casey that much ether, he reminded you a lot about the recruit in the foot clan and of Raphael so it didn’t make a good mix in your book. You didn’t hate him obviously but well you would ratter be with Mickey and Ice cream kitty then being with him and April.

Let’s talk about Leonardo, he is so different then yours! He is calm, respectful, look like he is good at everything but cooking and serious. It was off putting, the fact he was so… so different. He was the most different of his brother. he was a good leader, probably better than Raph, but it seems like he was most of the time, just the leader not the big brother. He needed to learn how to relaxed and have fun, you tried but failed. The only time you see your Leo in him was when he was arguing with Raph and when he was watching space heroes.

You were also quite surprise by there splinter, he was so tall and in good chape! He didn’t lay down all day watching tv and eating hot soup. He was also a human once but he never was a acter witch made everyone laugh and Raph even said:

-          That explain why your turtle are so mediocre

Master Splinter did something to him and he apologise. It looks painful but he had it coming. Never make fun of your friend. You also notice that he really was more a sensei to the boys then a father. Even the ways he acts seem a little cold in your eye sometime. They never called him father. You field sadness growing in your chest knowing that they mite not have had a father figure but a sensei figure instead. At least, your Splinter was a father and a sensei figure to them. You also notice they ate a lot of pizza, for the past three days, you always ate pizza for diner would it be home made or from some restaurant.

It is on the 3e day that another blue cercle appeared in the leaving room.

To be continued…

[sailiel313]

I will shelve almost all my designs in the new remake into the solar system.

Sun

Emperor of the solar system, from the very beginning of the remakes, I thought I would stick to the fantasy style of clothing on all the planets, but in the end only the Sun and its closest planets are dressed in a fantasy style, I want to explain this by the fact that in the Imperial Palace and its surroundings (the type of noble district where the Earth lives), it is customary to dress intricately. By dressing the Sun I wanted to show its real colour, i.e. white, and gold inserts and jewellery, it's like a tribute to the stereotype of the golden Sun, plus it adds "kingliness" to it.

Mercury

I liked working on Mercury the most because, first of all, I love the shot, and secondly, I found a very cool reference that was nice and interesting to implement in kisekay. You can see a change in my style in Mercury to a greater extent, and I enjoy it too. And since it was the first planet among the remakes, I set the rules with it, i.e.: 1. the hair, most often the surface of the planet 2. the clothes reflect both the surface and a little bit of the interior of the planet 3. the body of the planets, it is the interior of the planets. So from this you can understand why Mercury has such hair and legs. That is the craters on the outside, the hot core inside. So based on his personality, i.e., the Emperor's chief servant, you can understand why he is dressed like that.

Venus

Venus has also undergone a big change. I decided not just to remake the characters, but to add some personality to them, if Mercury was a servant, then Venus became a dancer, I decided that because of the strong winds on the planet, and that the name Venus means beauty goddess, and I associate beauty goddesses with dancing, just like that. In the case of Venus, the clothes only reflect the atmosphere of the planet, the body is a surface, and a small crystal in a star is something like a core. The most interesting thing about her design is probably the tears, the acid rain on the planet.

Earth

For me, the earth has always been a failed humanisation in all cases, I don't know, it seems more beautiful and elaborate than I can realize. Everything is clear in its design, as it is our planet, and we all know the nature of our planet. Hair is a dense, dense cloud that goes into water. Clothes, the surface of the planet. On the dress, I decided to portray stars as a sign of intelligent life, because only we in our solar system can see, discern and study them, so they affect the ocean of the Earth's clothing. The body is the interior of the earth, and the chocker, like the last version, is the core. And you can see throughout the Earth that she is an aristocrat, I decided this again because of the presence of intelligent life, and not just intelligent life.

Mars

Personally my favourite among the planets, and not just as a character, Mars. Those who have read carefully understand why. The only interesting thing about his design was his hair, which I wanted to depict the stony surface and snow at the planet's poles. You can see from his clothes and pose that he is well provided for, self-confident, as he is an actor, but you can also see that he is still a mischievous child. Even though the planets in our system are not children anymore, huh.

Jupiter

On this character, of course, I parted well; you can also see the differences in my new style. He has a very standard police detective design, although he is a guard at the Imperial Palace. Even though I said that everyone dresses up as a fantasy under the Emperor is wonderful, but Jupiter is an exception, as he does not live in an imperial environment, but only works. Out of interest, I wanted to display a beautiful drawing of clouds, winds and on the top of the head you can see the polar glow on the surface of Jupiter, and of course the Big Red Blur, but it did not turn out well, because the planet is too beautiful in this respect. Well, it looks older than everyone else, as I wanted to portray its severity. But despite that, he wears an earring in his ear, in general it's such an interesting Easter, I decided that all gas planets will wear earrings, although the next planet has them hidden under his hair.

Saturn

Well, here we are, the main bison of the solar system, the main model of the Empire, Saturn. In terms of design, everything is standard, hair looks calm, cloudy planet surface, clothing I tried as hard as I could. My hands reflect the polar lights this time, not the top of my head. Generally speaking, I tried to make the famous Saturn's shisteugol in my hair, it's such a constant hurricane on the planet, but it didn't work out and I decided to make it round, because from afar it looks round in photos of the planet only if you look at the hexagon. Even with this humanisation, I decided to put the chemical composition of gas planets on their clothes.

Uranus and Neptune

For me, they are brothers, so I will write about them in one sentence. Uranus should lie down well, because its orbit is tilted at 97°, but I decided to show that as in the last version of the ring, yes, Uranus has rings, just like Neptune, and in general like all gas planets have rings. Design standards, hair and clothing surface, and the inside of the planet, or rather the presumed core, pupils of gas planets, the rest of the gas giants have the same. In previous versions, they were almost indistinguishable twins; in the new version, I decided to add more personality to them, the fact that Uranus is closed and cold, and Neptune is the opposite of it, well, you can see it in the faculties where the fate of brothers. With Uranus, I wanted to show his love of tidy and fashionable clothes, and with Neptune it is a sports suit, although at the instigation of his brother it is also quite fashionable. Uranus' hair is also very different, and Uranus has tidy and tidy clothes, and Neptune is ruffled and fluffy, and of course without the Big Dark Blur, although it seems to have already dispersed, but I decided to keep it, because there are always hurricanes like that on Neptune, and as a tribute. Just as the brothers' characters can be explained by the fact that of the gas giants, Uranus has the slowest winds, and Neptune has the fastest winds.

[thisbibliomaniac]

All of the constellations pls 💖

Planets: Life

Mercury: What’s your full name? 

My deepest, darkest secret

Venus: What’s your first language? 

English!

Earth: Where’s your home? 

OH

Mars: What’s your sexuality? 

Very, very straight

Jupiter: Do you have any siblings? 

Yep

Saturn: Any pets? 

Punky, Daisy, Loki, Lady, and Walker

Uranus: What’s your hobby? 

You know I have way too many hobbies 😂

Neptune: When’s your birthday? 

June 9

Pluto: What time is it right now where you are? 

4:09

Moon: What are you currently studying/hope to study? 

I'm currently reading a book on the Waldenses, and one on King James Only-ism

Stars: Experiences

Sun: Have you ever had alcohol? 

Nope

Sirius: Have you ever failed a class? 

I have failed clep tests, not sure if that counts

Rigel: Have you ever gone on a rollercoaster? 

Yes

Deneb: Have you ever been out of your home country? 

Once!

Arcturus: Have you cried out of something other than sadness? 

Of course

Betelgeuse: What’s something you can never forget about? 

The client who told me that requiring a state issued photo ID for a cash withdrawal is "worse than what Hitler did to the Jews"

Aldebaran: What’s something you care desperately about? 

I'm out of care, there's nothing left

Canopus: Have you ever broken a bone? 

No

Bellatrix: Have you ever been forced to lie/keep a secret? 

I mean, not really? I've kept secrets, but not in any sort of desperate situation

Alphard: Have you ever lost a friend?

Yes, many

Vega: What’s something you’ve done that you wish you hadn’t? 

Spend time making things for people who didn't want them

Constellations: Favourites

Centaurus: Favourite holiday?

Reformation Day

Orion: Favourite month?

October

Cassiopeia: Favourite book?

Madman by Tracy Groot

Delphinus: Favourite study?

Study?

Hercules: Favourite instrument?

Violin

Gemini: Favourite song?

We Could Run Away by Needtobreathe

Pegasus: Favourite place to be?

The Hanna theater

Libra: Favourite colour? 

Pink!

Phoenix: Favourite thing to wear?

Hoodies

Aries: Favourite movie? 

I was just watching Sabrina, so Sabrina 1995

Cygnus: Favourite weather? 

Cool fall weather ~

Hydra: Favourite sound? 

Cat sounds

Galaxies: Love/Friends  

Milky Way: Who’s your oldest friend?  

I've been friends with my irl best friend for 21 years

Andromeda: Do you consider yourself social? 

I can be, but I can also not be. One requires effort

Black Eye Galaxy: Do you believe in love at first sight? 

Not really

Cartwheel Galaxy: When was your first kiss? 

I'll let you know when it happens ;)

Cigar Galaxy: How’s your flirting skills? 

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ somebody please give me feedback

Comet Galaxy: Have you ever had to leave a relationship because someone changed too much? 

Yes

Pinwheel Galaxy: Would you date the last person you talked to? 

That would be @turretty and I think she's taken :/

Sombrero Galaxy: Do you have a crush right now? 

Not on anyone real 😂

Bode’s Galaxy: Have you ever had a secret admirer? 

Nope

Sunflower Galaxy: Would you date/make friends with someone out of pity? 

I have been friends with someone out of pity, only to find she was using me to get to my brother

Tadpole Galaxy: Would you deny a relationship/friendship? 

No

Whirlpool Galaxy: Have you ever cried over a breakup? 

Friend breakups

Other stuff: Wishes 

Comet: What’s your big dream? 

Being a homeschool mom 😂

Asteroid: What does your dream life look like? 

See above

Meteor: What’s something you wish you could tell, but can’t? 

A Secret

Nebula: If you could undo one thing in your life, what would it be? 

Maybe I would not give snuggles dry cat food. Maybe his health would've been better. Maybe it wouldn't have.

Shooting Star: If you could bring back one thing, what would it be? 

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Pulsar: What do you hope to do in the next 10 years? 

-

Supernova: What’s one thing you want to do before you die? 

Travel

Quasar: If you could spend the rest of your life with only one person, who would it be? 

Chris Pine, and @dangerously-human can visit us

Wormhole: What’s something you wish would happen, but know won’t? 

Chris Pine

Black Hole: What’s the last thing you want to see? 

God

Thanks my dear 💖

[fragiledewdrop]

Send a space thing for questions by @sentencestarters-and-asks. I need a distraction, so I am going to answer all these and tag people at the end.

Planets: Life

Mercury: What’s your full name? Federica

Venus: What’s your first language?Italian

Earth: Where’s your home?An apartment in the outskirts of a town near Rome.

Mars: What’s your sexuality?I’m bi.

Jupiter: Do you have any siblings? A younger brother named Giacomo.

Saturn: Any pets?A cat named Faramir, Mir for short.

Uranus: What’s your hobby? Writing, mostly.

Neptune: When’s your birthday? March 27th

Pluto: What time is it right now where you are? 13.49

Moon: What are you currently studying/hope to study? Foreign Languages and Literature

Stars: Experiences

Sun: Have you ever had alcohol? Oh, yes.

Sirius: Have you ever failed a class? No. I almost failed PE in Highscool though. I am not cool.

Rigel: Have you ever gone on a rollercoaster? Yes, when I was a child. I don’t remember the experience very well.

Deneb: Have you ever been out of your home country? Many times, most recently to Paris.

Arcturus: Have you cried out of something other than sadness? Yes. Out of joy. Out of wonder at the beauty of things.

Betelgeuse: What’s something you can never forget about? The fact that my family love me. There was a time I doubted that. I won’t anymore.

Aldebaran: What’s something you care desperately about? Writing, for one. And equality. And learning the most we can from everything and everyone.

Canopus: Have you ever broken a bone? No, thankfully.

Bellatrix: Have you ever been forced to lie/keep a secret? Yes, more than once. When my mother was depressed, severely, I wasn’t allowed to talk about it. Something similar happened with my brother too. Thankfully now I have a better understanding of the fact that mental illness is not shameful. I also kept my sexuality a secret for a long time.

Alphard: Have you ever lost a friend? More than one, but the most painful was my former best friend who couldn’t accept I was bisexual and depressed. I had my share of faults too, but it still hurt. Now we are on speaking terms again, but I’ve never taken any relationship for granted ever since.

Vega: What’s something you’ve done that you wish you hadn’t? Hurt myself. Don’t do it. It’s not worth it.

Constellations: Favourites

Centaurus: Favourite holiday? Christmas!

Orion: Favourite month? October

Cassiopeia: Favourite book?   Right now I am reading “The Waves” by Virginia Woolf and it’s becoming a fast favourite.

Delphinus: Favourite study? Any kind of literature.

Hercules: Favourite instrument? Violin.

Gemini: Favourite song? Savage Daughter by Sarah Hester

Pegasus: Favourite place to be?in my room with the window open, sitting under a tree or near the sea.

Libra: Favourite colour? Green.

Phoenix: Favourite thing to wear? Flowy dresses.

Aries: Favourite movie? Portrait of a Lady on Fire, The Handmaiden, The Return of the King.

Cygnus: Favourite weather? A sunny crisp autumn morning.

Hydra: Favourite sound? My cat drinking his water. I stop whatever I am doing just to listen.

Galaxies: Love/Friends  

Milky Way: Who’s your oldest friend?   Her name is Roberta. We were in Middle school together and reached out to each other about a year ago to reconnect. She’s awesome.

Andromeda: Do you consider yourself social? Hell no.

Black Eye Galaxy: Do you believe in love at first sight? Not really. I do belieave that we can glimpse the possibility of something when we meet certain people, whtether a friendship or a relationship, and attraction certainly plays a role, but it takes more than that to truly fall in love or even become real friends.

Cartwheel Galaxy: When was your first kiss?The first REAL one? I was 21.

Cigar Galaxy: How’s your flirting skills? Awful.

Comet Galaxy: Have you ever had to leave a relationship because someone changed too much? No, not for that reason.

Pinwheel Galaxy: Would you date the last person you talked to? MY MOM? xD

Sombrero Galaxy: Do you have a crush right now? No

Bode’s Galaxy: Have you ever had a secret admirer? Yes, actually. My brother told me one of his friends had a crush on me. Same with Roberta and one of her friends. I had no idea either time.

Sunflower Galaxy: Would you date/make friends with someone out of pity? I have made friends with someone out of pity. Not the best idea to be sure, not if pity is and remains the only reason. I would not date out of pity, though.

Tadpole Galaxy: Would you deny a relationship/friendship? If I had a good reason, yes.

Whirlpool Galaxy: Have you ever cried over a breakup? Absolutely and abundantly.

Other stuff: Wishes

Comet: What’s your big dream? Being healthy and indipendent.

Asteroid: What does your dream life look like? A job I don’t hate, travels,feeling useful, having friends, being able to manage my depression.

Meteor: What’s something you wish you could tell, but can’t? I wish I could tell that I will be able to graduate.

Nebula: If you could undo one thing in your life, what would it be? Keeping my problems a secret from the people who loved me.

Shooting Star: If you could bring back one thing, what would it be? The lightness of childhood.

Pulsar: What do you hope to do in the next 10 years? Make my parents proud. Fall in love again. See more of the world. Graduate. Stay in touch with my friends. Publishing a book of poems.

Supernova: What’s one thing you want to do before you die? Being happy.

Quasar: If you could spend the rest of your life with only one person, who would it be? Honestly, at the end of the day it would be my brother. I love him, and I still have the big sister insinct to make sure he’s okay, even though he doesn’t need me in that way anymore.

Wormhole: What’s something you wish would happen, but know won’t? I will never be completely fine, most likely, but that’s okay as long as I can live a fullfilling life.

Black Hole: What’s the last thing you want to see? The face of a loved one. Tree branches against a clear blue sky.

Tagging @snovolovac , @vengefulnoob , @awed-frog , @justsomeonerandom17 , @leeaneea , @mirandasinclairs , @pancsaa , @unefemme , @procasdeanating , @mansikkaomenabanaani , @phasingoutfromthis , @popping-pills-at-popeyes , @laurentlovesdamen, @pxwerpxlitics

Do it only if you want, of course

[fanfic-inator795]

RotTMNT/Baron Jitsu fanfiction: Dating… With Children - BONUS DRABBLE #5

(Also available to read on AO3)

Just something quick and silly based on something my dad used to do to me and my brother, lol. Enjoy!

Also, do you ever wonder what Lou would look like with the beard he grew once he became a rat? Because I do, all the time.

Dad-Dad-Dad-Dad-Dad-Dad-Dad-DAD!”

Lou smirked, setting his cup of tea down the moment he heard the boy’s excited voice. “Hello to you too, Donnie.” He caught his purple son with ease as Donnie all but launched himself at his father. Leo came in right behind him, slow enough to allow his twin to have his well-deserved spotlight but still smiling just as much.

Draxum was also smiling at the sight. “Well now, someone’s happy.” Despite remembering Donnie’s plan very well, he feigned ignorance. “I wonder what brought on such a good mood. What do you think, Lou?”

“No idea,” Lou shrugged, playing along, “Why don’t you tell us, Donnie? Why are you-?”

“My show and tell went GREAT!” Donnie yelled, still grinning ear-to-ear, “Everyone loved Shelldon an’ told me how cool he was! Everyone clapped, and all my new codes worked perfectly, and Mr. Suranio gave me a gold star! It was the best show and tell presentation EVER!” Noticing his dad and Draxum’s amused expression, Donnie cleared his throat and calmed himself down a bit. “So yeah, that’s why I’m so happy.”

“Aaaaand also ‘cause he’s the smartest kid in our class,” Leo commented, his tone genuine. He occasionally heard other kids in their second grade class complain about Donnie being a nerd and wondering when he’d take his annoying big brain to college already, but usually a glare from him or Raph or a calling out from April would shut them up. There was no denying that Donnie was a nerd and a smartie, but Leo didn’t mind. (Besides, he knew he was still the coolest kid in class.)

“Well, I for one am very happy for you, my son, and very VERY proud,” Lou said, pulling Donnie close. The purple-dressed boy happily accepted the hug. …Though only for a moment. Because only a second or two later, Donnie’s smile became a scowl, and he pushed his father away, hopping off his lap. “Huh?” Lou raised an eyebrow. He knew Donnie wasn’t always up for hugs, sometimes just feeling too sensitive for them and wanting his space, but he had seemed like he had been enjoying it a moment ago-

Figuring that he couldn’t just leave his father in the dark, Donnie said bluntly, “Your face ruined the hug.” Draxum nearly choked on his badly timed sip of tea while Lou just blinked, too confused to be offended.

“He means your face hair,” Leo flatly added, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Donnie nodded, still pouting slightly at his ruined hug.

At that, Lou got a bolt of realization. “Ohhh, you mean my stubble?” he asked, stroking his chin a bit.

“Yeah, that stuff! Like, geez Pop, it’s like trying to hug an itchy cactus or something!”

“Oh really now…?” Leo stiffened slightly, recognizing the mischievous glint in his father’s eyes. He tried to escape, but the Great Lou Jitsu was just too quick for him!

In one swift motion, Leo was picked up and hugged, with Lou’s seemingly-spiky cheeks rubbing right up against his face. “NOOOOO!” he yelled, squirming as he tried to push his father and his annoying, itchy stubble away. Lou could only laugh, letting the boy go after a couple seconds.  “Gah, you’re so weird!”

“Oh, let your father have a bit of fun,” Lou said, still chuckling to himself. Leo just stuck his tongue out at him before running out to the TV room to join his other brothers, with Donnie right behind him.

Draxum shook his head slightly at his prankster of a boyfriend. Lou might have been in his 40s, but he still acted like a big kid sometimes. Still, at the very least, it was endearing. “Guess you’ll have to shave again soon, lest you ‘ruin’ any more hugs.”

“Eh, we’ll see.” Lou stroked his chin again. “I really do want to try and grow a beard…”

Draxum raised an eyebrow at this. He had noticed Lou’s stubble as well, but didn’t think it was a big enough deal to bring up, it most likely being caused by a lack of time to shave in the mornings or a broken and not yet replaced razor. “Seriously?”

“Yeah! Why not?” Lou shrugged, “I’ve always sort of wondered what I would look like with one.” He wasn’t too bothered by the prospect of aging, having simply put himself in the category of ‘distinguished’ actors once he found his first grey hair rather than freaking out about it. So, if a beard made him look older, so be it. He was curious, and shaving everyday was a pain anyway. “Don’t you think I’d look good with one?”

Draxum hummed, leaning forward a bit as he took a good, long look at his boyfriend’s face. “…I can’t see it,” he finally answered after several seconds of suspense.

Lou huffed, waving him off. “Maybe you can’t see it now, but trust me. When it grows out, it is going to look good.”

“If you say so,” Draxum conceded, giving neither approval or disapproval, “Though I doubt the boys are going to agree.”

“They can disagree if they want, but this-” Lou pointed at his chin- “is still happening.” With that, the subject was changed and subsequently dropped.

For the next week and a half, it seemed like Lou was sticking to his goal, his stubble getting longer each time Draxum visited - though he did try to at least try and keep his eventual beard from getting too scraggly, shaping it slightly and keeping it clean.  

One Monday night, Draxum managed to make it over for supper after work kept him away for the whole weekend. He knocked on the door, just as he normally did… and a clean-shaven Lou opened the door. “Oh,” he said, slightly surprised, “Changed your mind on the beard?”

“No…” Lou mumbled, pouting as his eyes squinted in a scowl, “Those little punks of mine staged a ‘hug protest’.”

Draxum brought his hand to his mouth, trying and failing to hide his snickers. “I’m sorry, a hug protest?”

“Yeah! They told me they were doing it Friday night - no more hugs from me until I shaved.” At first, Lou had sort of smirked, accepting their ‘protest’ though not expecting it to last long. This expectation changed however after he had tried to tuck them in that night. Every single one of his son’s refused a good night hug, and then would overdramatically whine about how they had just gotten the ‘worst sleep ever’ the next morning, all because they hadn’t gotten their good night hug.

When the same thing happened the next night and day, Lou simply bit the bullet and shaved out of a mix of guilt and annoyance. At the very least, his boys all gave him a group hug the moment he stepped out of the master bathroom. “It was just too much of a hassle at that point to keep it,” Lou said, concluding the explanation with a bit of a sigh, “When they are all in their teenage rebellion ‘too cool for hugs from our dad’ phase, THAT is when I will grow my beard.”

Despite still being way too amused with the whole thing, Draxum just sympathetically patted his boyfriend’s shoulder, silently wishing him the best of luck with his goal. With it still being a while until supper and the boys upstairs playing, the two settled down on the couch, half-watching local afternoon talk shows as they talked about their day.

Lou snuggled up to Draxum’s side as his boyfriend wrapped an arm around him. With his smile softening a bit, Draxum kissed his cheek.

He would never try to control how Lou decided to look - boyfriend or no, that was Lou’s business, not his. Still, Draxun had to agree with the boys: he definitely preferred cuddling up next to a shaved Lou.

((I had been thinking about writing something based on ‘Jupiter Jim Ahoy!’ but uh… yeah the implications would’ve been wayyyyyyyyy too dark even if I was never planning on actually writing anything bad. So, silly drabble it is.

As for the next big chapter, it’s finally time to write two of the things I had been thinking about the most when I first started this fic: Christmas at the Jitsus, and TANG SHEN! Yep, Draxum finally gets to meet Shen and you’ll see the boys interacting with their auntie ^v^

So yeah, expect that probably sometime in December. …Also, with the finale three days away at the time of me writing this, just wanna say: If Draxum dies for real at the end of S1, thaaat’s probably gonna kill my inspiration to write anything after the Christmas chapter. So, yeah, just a heads up. Anyway, see ya’ll in December, and I hope you enjoyed the chapter!))

[fireslostchild]

Guess what, all the questions please and thank you

Revenge like this. Hahah And don’t feel so bad. It’s a much needed distraction right now, so thank you.

Planets

Mercury: What’s your full name?

Jaeyoung Park. Holy fuck I almost typed my old last name...Fuck me.

Venus: What’s your first language?

English and Finnish. I kinda learned them at the same time. I can’t even tell you what language I spoke most growing up.

Earth: Where’s your home?

It’s always going to be Helsinki, though right now my home is Yokohama.

Mars: What’s your sexuality?

Like...90% straight. I’ve never had experiences with another woman to say for certain with confidence that I’m not into them.

Jupiter: Do you have any siblings?

Not that I KNOW of. But the possibility exists.

Saturn: Any pets?

My outdoor kitty. He’s an orange butterball and so adorable and sweet.

Uranus: What’s your hobby?

Cooking.

Neptune: When’s your birthday?

November 12th, 1988.

Pluto: What time is it right now where you are?

Just after 10am.

Moon: What are you currently studying/hope to study?

I want to study another language, I just can’t decide which language.

Stars

Sun: Have you ever had alcohol?

Too much.

Sirius: Have you ever failed a class?

Nope. Never even came close.

Rigel: Have you ever gone on a rollercoaster?

Once.

Deneb: Have you ever been out of your home country?

A few times, yes.

Arcturus: Have you cried out of something other than sadness?

Yes. When my son was born, I cried out of happiness. 

Betelgeuse: What’s something you can never forget about?

What my mom put herself through to raise me.

Aldebaran: What’s something you care desperately about?

Cultural and historical preservation.

Canopus: Have you ever broken a bone?

Unfortunately, I’ve broken my leg once. I’ve definitely had a few broken ribs before, and a broken nose.

Bellatrix: Have you ever been forced to lie/keep a secret?

I have...

Alphard: Have you ever lost a friend?

Too many.

Vega: What’s something you’ve done that you wish you hadn’t?

This one’s hard. I’ve done a lot of stuff that I could easily say ‘I wish I hadn’t’, but then I also realize that those things led me to where I am and I don’t regret where I am.

Constellations

Centaurus: Favourite holiday?

Halloween. So many different customs depending on where you are and it’s so cool. Even with the fact that it’s original intentions seem mostly forgotten.

Orion: Favourite month?

Hm...I guess November, because it’s getting really cold and my birthday.

Cassiopeia: Favourite book?

The Heroin Diaries.

Delphinus: Favourite study?

History.

Hercules: Favourite instrument?

Guitar.

Gemini: Favourite song?

...I don’t even know anymore.

Pegasus: Favourite place to be?

Surrounded by snow. Hopefully in an igloo that I’ve helped build. Though I guess if I need to be specific, Northern Finland. As close to the arctic circle as I can survive.

Libra: Favourite colour?

Pink!

Phoenix: Favourite thing to wear?

My really old ass band shirts that are practically family heirlooms. Hahah Seriously, I think some of them were old when my mom first got them.

Aries: Favourite movie?

The Shining comes to mind, but there’s a few movies I really like. I’m just not going to spend forever dwelling on it right now. Hahah

Cygnus: Favourite weather?

SNOW!!!!!!!! Or when it’s really cold and raining.

Hydra: Favourite sound?

My lover’s heartbeat.

Galaxies

Milky Way: Who’s your oldest friend?  

Jussi. He and I practically grew up together.

Andromeda: Do you consider yourself social?

Not as much anymore.

Black Eye Galaxy: Do you believe in love at first sight?

Not at first sight, but first conversation is definitely possible.

Cartwheel Galaxy: When was your first kiss?

I don’t know. I really don’t.

Cigar Galaxy: How’s your flirting skills?

Fucking shit. I rely on my body when I try to flirt, honestly. It’s the advantage of boobs and a good bra.

Comet Galaxy: Have you ever had to leave a relationship because someone changed too much?

Yes. And I endured much more than I ever should have, and ever will again.

Pinwheel Galaxy: Would you date the last person you talked to?

No. It seems like we’re both happily taken, so yeah.

Sombrero Galaxy: Do you have a crush right now?

On my boyfriend.

Bode’s Galaxy: Have you ever had a secret admirer?

Not that I know of.

Sunflower Galaxy: Would you date/make friends with someone out of pity?

No. That’s just fucked up to do if you don’t intend on establishing an actual connection to create at least a genuine friendship.

Tadpole Galaxy: Would you deny a relationship/friendship?

I would, if there were good reasons.

Whirlpool Galaxy: Have you ever cried over a breakup?

Oh of course. I’m an all or nothing kind of person, and so it hurts deeply.

Other Stuff

Comet: What’s your big dream?

To be a wonderful wife and mother.

Asteroid: What does your dream life look like?

Me and Gordon and Aleksi, and hopefully another child or two. I focus more on having my family than what I’m actually doing as a whole.

Meteor: What’s something you wish you could tell, but can’t?

WELL. What makes you think I’m going to tell here?!

Nebula: If you could undo one thing in your life, what would it be?

This is similar to another question, and it’s the same answer. I wouldn’t undo anything, because it all led me here. The good and the bad.

Shooting Star: If you could bring back one thing, what would it be?

My mother.

Pulsar: What do you hope to do in the next 10 years?

Have another child, learn another language, and maybe finally get a degree in history like I keep talking about.

Supernova: What’s one thing you want to do before you die?

There’s a lot. I wanna eat Fugu, but that’s quite realistic. I mean, I guess everything is somehow realistic? I wanna meet Nikki Sixx. I also want to learn the drums.

Quasar: If you could spend the rest of your life with only one person, who would it be?

If it has to be literal, to the question, Aleksi. If it’s like more figurative, Gordon.

Wormhole: What’s something you wish would happen, but know won’t?

My mom walking through my front door.

Black Hole: What’s the last thing you want to see?

...I’m a little confused. I guess, if we mean the dread and fear sense, my ex husband. If like ‘oh you’re dying’, then my son.

[icyhot-writes]

Two Worlds Apart Part 1/?

Main Characters: OC Kamiko Kaori + Shoto Todoroki

Fandoms: Sailor Moon and Boku No Hero

Chapter Rated: SFW

My name is Kamiko Kaori, and I’m from Crystal Tokyo in the 30th Century! Or at least I was. I guess I should tell you I’m also Sailor Star Galaxy, the last generation in the Sailor Soldiers. I possess all the powers of the Other Sailor scouts, and was trained to be a last line of defense and to step in should any of the other scouts fall. During a fight with our latest enemy, the return of the Negaverse, a tear in space was ripped open. Sailor Pluto and I attempted to seal it up, but not before I was sucked in. That’s when I woke up in this archaic world, where almost everyone possessed some type of power. Or “Quirk” as they called it. But that was almost eight months ago. I thought Neo Queen Serenity would have come for me by now. But it seems that this new world was now my reality. And that brings us here! Standing at the gates of the esteemed U.A High School, wondering what I was possibly doing there.

“Hey Kamiko! You made it!” called Yaoyorozu, or as Kamiko knew her as, Momo. She ran towards Kamiko, two other girls at her side. Yaoyorozu had come across  Kamiko within her first few days in the strange land. Hungry, beaten, and scared, Yaoyorozu showed pity on the girl and took her home. As she nursed Kamiko to health the two soon became friends. Eventually, Kamiko told Yaoyorozu her story, being Sailor Star, and how she ended up there. In return, Yaoyorozu taught her about their world of heroes and quirks. She was the only person Kamiko trusted. A few weeks ago, she convinced Kamiko to return to school, specifically…to apply to UA.  

“Hey Momo.” Kamiko smiled at her. “Are these your friends?”

“Yes! Guys, this is that girl I told you about. Kaori Kamiko, Meet Uraraka and Ashido .” Momo introduces them.  

“Is it true you’re an alien!?” the pink girl pushed forward, a little too close for comfort.  

“Ashido!” Yaoyorozu scolds her. “I swear not everyone knows. Just Ashido, Uruaka and Jiro.”

Kamiko dismissed it with a wave of her hand.  

“It’s okay. To be fair, the word Alien is relative. From my point of view, you guys are the aliens.” She joked with a smile. She used a hand to push a wisp of violet hair out of her face. "But I suppose I am. I’d rather not talk about it right now though. I have to stay focused for the entrance exam.”  

“Right! Well come on! We’ll take you!” Uraraka smiled, grabbing Kamiko and dragging her through the campus. “It’s so rare that UA will make an exception and do an entrance exam mid-semester. You must have a crazy strong quirk!”  

“Well uhm...something like that.” Kamiko stammered out, feeling her cheeks heat up. It was so weird going from a world where powers had hidden identities to a world where almost everyone had them. Even displayed them.  

“Hey look!” Ashido pointed up at the building. “That’s Principal Nezu, All Might, Mr. Aizawa, Mr. Yamada, and Ms. Kayama. They must be waiting for you.”  

“Huh? And that’s our homeroom class. I wonder why they are here.” Yaoyorozu stated curiously.

“Ah, Kamiko Kaori! Thank you for joining us this morning.” The …well…mouse spoke to her. I really needed to stop being so surprised at this point. She thought to herself. "Please bear with us, the arena is finishing being prepped. It is so rare an occasion we do exams like this in the middle of a semester; we needed to adjust a few things.”  

“It’s I who should be thanking you.” Kamiko and bowed respectfully. “I am so grateful this opportunity Principal Nezu.”  

The teacher who looked like he pulled one too many all-nighters stepped up. If Ashido named them in order, this should be-  

“My name is Aizawa. This is my homeroom. They will be participating in the arena with you to keep things semi-fair like the normal exam. However, keep in mind each of the students here have not only passed the exam, but already have hero training. But seeing as this is an exceptional case, this shouldn’t be a problem.” He spoke in a monotone, bored voice.  He turned to the group of students. “I doubt I need to say this but it’s in your best interest to try in this. This will be treated as pop quiz. Turn your attention to Present Mic and he will explain the rules.”  

The next teacher to speak was the exact opposite of Aizawa.  

“Alright Listeners, this may be a repeat for some of you but it’s a remix!” he spoke energetically, causing Kamiko to cringe. “Three different types of faux villains are stationed in each battle center. You earn points for each of them based on their level of difficulty. Your goal is to use your Quirks to earn points by immobilizing the faux villains. BUT THIS TIME, attacking other examinees is ALLOWED.  Why? WELL because the zero-point villains that are normally robots will be some of your classmates. That’s right folks, some of your peers have been briefed beforehand and will be sabotaging the others as double agents!” he spoke with such enthusiasm even at the last part.  

Kamiko’s violet eyes scanned the class for a clue on who may have been against her, but everyone looked equally shocked. She made contact with a boy with red and white hair. One brown eye. One blue. He turned away from her almost instantly. Kamiko continued to watch him until Momo bumped her.

“Gawk later. Pay attentinon.” she whispered. Kamiko rolled her eyes, tuning back in.

“Now remember young heroes! Attacking does NOT mean injuring. Although we have Recovery Girl standing by, that doesn’t mean you go all out. Use your best judgment on when to pull back.” All Might instructed. “Anyone caught using excessive force WILL fail.”  

“This should be fun! I didn’t have to take the last exams.” Yaoyorozu whispered to her. “It’s cool to see what it was like.”

“I, uh, just have one question.” Kamiko spoke, a raising a hand.  

“Yes Miss Kaori?” All Might answered her.  

“I’m sure you’re aware, my “quirk” works differently, should I transform now or once the test has begun?” she asked, not wanting to break rules.  This gains some looks from the other students, and she quietly cursed herself for drawing attention.  

“Once the test has begun. After all, you can’t always prepare ahead in a real battle.” Principal Nezu smiled giddily. She nodded clutching the broach on her chest. It was similar to Sailor Moon’s and held a piece of the silver crystal handed down to her. “We shall all go to the observation room then. Good luck Miss Kaori. You as well my students!” With that All Might scooped up the teachers with a hearty laugh, and bounded into the air.  

“Is he always like that?” she asked with an amused smile. But before anyone could answer, the doors to the exam slammed open. Everyone ran in, Kamiko at the back of the pack. She was going to need a boost. She ran towards the side of the tunnel using the wall to jump over the other students. “COSMIC PLANET POWER!” she yelled out mid-air, and began to transform into her sailor form.

Her violet hair released from its bun and flowed down her back as purple glowing ribbons wrapped around her body. She landed on the other side of the crowd, looking over her shoulder at them in her purple, black and white senshi outfit. They all were staring at her surprised, except for Momo who had seen her transform before. “Well? Are you all just going to stand there?” she smirked.

“She’s right!” an overly excited boy saluted, the engines in his legs boosting him towards the robots. “Sorry Ma’am, but this is competition! And Class 1A does not lose!” At that rate he was going to get to those bots before she could.  

“Jupiter Thunder….” Kamiko yelled, crossing her hands like the former sailor had taught her.  An antenna rose from her tiara. “CRASH!”  

“Iida jump!” Yaoyorozu warned her classmate. He did as he was told, just narrowly avoiding her thunder blast at the robots.

“Whoa! A thunder quirk!” A boy with spiky green hair gasps.  

She smiled to herself, watching as the robots twitched and fell.

“We’ve got to slow her down!” He moved toward her with incredible speed, a green light shooting around his body. Kamiko jumped back, just barely dodging his hand grabbing at her. Another hand grabbed her shoulder. It was rock hard, but still she managed to flip them onto to the ground, a blur of red hair catching her eye as she slammed them.

“Sorry!” she winced before running off.  

I need to get away from the group as fast as possible. She thought looking for a solution.  High ground would be best so I can survey what I’m up against.  She spots a building with an overhang and ran towards it.  

“Venus Love Me Chain!” she yelled and the heart shape golden chain latched on to the edge. Kamiko jumped into the air, the chain pulling her higher, kicking a few more robots down as she went.  

“OH NO YOU DON’T!” A yell came from behind her.  A blonde boy with spiky hair was using blasts from his hands to chase after her. The look of anger on his face was terrifying. “I WON’T LOSE TO YOU!”  

She removed her broach and willed it into Pluto’s staff. It quickly took the form and she aimed it at the boy. “Deadly Scream!” the sonic blast hits him and the neighboring robots, sending them all back towards the ground, a slew of profanities leaving his mouth. “Nothing personal!” Kamiko yelled back just as she reached the top of the building.  

Everyone seems to be either fighting amongst themselves or the other robots. Kamiko looked down trying to think which attack would only harm the robots, when a wall of ice suddenly hurtled towards her, knocking out tons of robots simultaneously. She went to avoid it but was too slow. The ice began to encase her, grounding her feet in place. She pressed her hands together. “Mars Fire Ignite!” The fire shot out and circled her, melting the frosty cage in the process.  On the outside of the wall, the boy with the half white, half red hair looked at her with that same stoic face from earlier.  Did that attack come from him?  

“So, you have a fire quirk as well.” He said coolly. Stating the obvious much?

“It will take more than a measly snow globe to keep me down.” She huffed twirling the staff in her hand. He didn’t answer her, instead examining her, most likely thinking of what move to do next. He shot another ice blast, but it avoided her, instead taking out the robots on her flank. She looked at him curiously. That attack was too precise to have been an accident. If he was a double, why would he help her?  

“Thank you.” She said softly. He still didn’t answer, instead running at her, an icy chill escaping from his lips.  He began shoot ice blast after blast at her. Or Not. She thought breaking the attacks with her staff. What was with this guy? She moved to evade him and he formed another ice wall to block her path. That’s when she put it together. He was making her waste time on him. Bastard can’t block what he can’t see. “Mercy Bubbles Blast!” she yelled, making a thick mist. She danced around him making noise with her staff to confuse him on her location. But he was smarter, fire blasts began to shoot out, not only shocking her, but causing her mist to thin out. “Venus love me chain!” She shot the chain in the direction the flames came from, trapping his body. Or what she thought was his body. When she pulled, the chain tightened but didn’t budge. Even if he was stronger, she should have felt a little tug. The mist continued to thin out and she saw she had actually wrapped around a pole. Shit. “Mirror.” she said softly, planning to use Neptune’s Mirror to see where he was hiding. But as the staff morphed, a warm hand grabbed her, pushing her against the pole.

The cold sharp point of an icicle was pointed at her neck. “You put up quite a fight.” His icy breath whispered in her ear, sending shivers down her. “but you’re done now.” Anger radiated through her body. How could she fall for such a ploy?

“You’re the one who’s done.” She spoke through gritted teeth. She slowly angled the mirror until she saw his reflection in it. “Submarine..Reflection.”

The mirror shot out a bright blast, forcing him back and onto the ground. “Mars Flame Sniper!” she said and her fire took the shape of a bow and arrow. She shot Four hours into his shirt, pinning him, even if it’s for a moment. “Stay down, please.” the violet haired girl begged. “ I need this.”

To her surprise, he laid his head back, not resisting. Kaori ran to the edge of the building, looking down at the other students fighting the robots. She aimed her bow, and began to shoot the flaming arrows at as many robots as she could manage. Then a loud buzzer rang through her ears.  

“TIMES UP!” Present Mic’s voice boomed through the air. She disarmed her bow, the fire disappearing in thin air, as well as the arrows pining the boy. Was that last attack enough to make up for lost time?

The sound of ice crinkling caught her attention as a large ice slide formed down the building. Her opponent stood at the edge and then slid down to the bottom. Kamiko rewrapped her chain around the pole and jumped off the building. Once at the bottom, she detransformed to her normal clothes and the broach returned to its place on her chest.  Quick hands began to return her hair into it’s messy bun. She made eye contact with Uraraka who quickly ran over to her. “Kaori, that was incredible! “She smiled, hugging Kamiko tightly. “I had no idea you were that powerful.”  

“You even held your own against Todoroki! And he’s our strongest classmate!” Ashido appeared giddily.  

“HE IS NOT!” The voice of the angry blonde boy from earlier boomed. He pushed through the crowd toward her, and she had half the mind to turn back into Sailor Star Galaxy. “You may be strong, but you’re not stronger than me GOT IT?! Neither is Icy Hot! I will Destroy-“  

His voice cut off as a red headed boy clamped a literal, rock hard hand across his mouth.  

“Sorry about Bakugo. Just ignore him, it’s what most of us do.” he smiled at her as he held the other boy back. “I’m Kiroshima! And you were seriously awesome! I didn’t see that flip coming!”  

“Oh that was you?” Kamiko remembered the person she had slammed earlier, and put two and two together. “I really am sorry! Are you alright?”  

“No worries! My quirk is hardening. Takes a lot more than a few body slams to hurt me.” Kiroshima chuckled. “Speaking of, you have some major quirks yourself. How many do you have?”  

“I counted six! Thunder, Chain, Fire, Bubbles, Sonic Waves and that transformation in the beginning! ” the green hair boy from earlier ran up. “Do your quirks only work after that? It must be why you asked principle Nezu. And is that staff thing apart of you? How did you get so many quirks?” he shot question after question; Kamiko barely able to keep up.  Her back pressed against the stone wall of the building behind her as the rest of the students gathered around her, eager for answers.

“I..well..” she said softly, not used to so much attention at once. Just as it was becoming too much, an ice wall thin enough to see through separated her from the rest of the group. She turned her head and at the end stood Todoroki.

“, Enough.” he said in a monotone voice. They locked eyes for a moment. “Let her breathe.”

“Oh… Sorry Kaori.” Midoriya apologized and the boy let the wall down once everyone took a step back.  

“It’s okay. I’m just not used to so much attention.” Kamiko gave a sympathetic smile to him. She looked over at Todoroki, but he was already walking away from them. Her lips curved into a frown.

“Amazing Job Students!!” All Might’s voice bellowed, as he and the other teachers came from seemingly nowhere.  

Aizawa sighed getting in front of All Might. “As I’m sure you all figured out, Midoriya, Bakugo, Todoroki, and Kiroshima were all on the double agent roster. They were all able to secure multiple sabotages while continuing to attack robots. From lowest to highest, Kiroshima, Midoriya, Bakugo, and Todoroki.”

“DAMN YOU DEKU!! ” Bakugo screamed, as Kiroshima sighed next to him, placing another solid hand on the boy’s mouth. Kao Midoriya ri assumed it was a common occurrence as Aizawa ignored the boy.  

“Additionally, everyone can see their scores in the post outside. However, I will announce the top three scores for our non-double agents. In third place, with 30 points, was Tanya Iida.” The boy with rockets in his legs smiled, but there was a small hint of sadness in it. At least your scores don’t depend if you get to stay Kamiko thought nervously. Aizawa continued. “In second place, Momo Yaoyorozu with 32 points. And lastly-“Aizawa was cut off by the excitement of All Might.  

“KAMIKO KAORI!! 40 points!” He bellowed.

“First place…that means…. that means she got in right?!” Momo asked excitedly. All might opened his mouth but was shushed by Aizawa.

“Yes, against better council, she technically did.” Aizawa spoke harshly.  “But I want to make it clear it is on a probationary basis. Any screw ups and you’re out. And to ensure a decent eye is kept on you, you’ll be in my homeroom. Look around you. These are your new classmates.”

“But sir! She’s a first year. She would have to pass her hero’s examination, receive her probationary license, midterms, finals. I understand she’s powerful but UA’s standards-”

“For reasons I’ll leave up to her to discuss with you all, she’s been considered a special case by the principal. The decision has been made, regardless of any disagreements.” Aizawa shut him up. Kamiko flinched at the harsh tone in the man’s voice. His words said one thing, but his tone implied he agreed with Iida. “Yaoyorozu, you’re excused for the remainder of the day.  Help Kaori get situated in her dorm, in her uniform, the works. You’re all dismissed.”