#is this really a headcanon or just a silly factoid

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katie definitely lies on the floor and cries listening to all too well (10 minute version) (taylor's version) when Chad upsets her

[homestuckexamination]

Do you have any serious leprechaun romance headcanons? I know Hussie made it as a joke, but seriously, some of it is too fascinating not to pass up. Like for example, Hussie included the diamond symbol (moiralliegence), despite diamonds not being in lucky charms, implying there is a clear leprechuan equivalent. the shamrock charm is made up of heart symbols. the moon looks like the dreamself prospit symbol. If there really was nothing behind this, Hussie could've just made up some random crazy symbols. What if Hussie seriously thought about this but then decided to throw it in as a joke? My MoL brain can't let it go.

... Okay so, I was about to say that there wasn't anything here and I wasn't too invested in Leprechaun Romance to really think and ponder about what, to me, felt like a big joke of complicating an alien romance system for funsies.

However, I couldn't ignore the statement that the Diamonds didn't exist, so I looked it up, and apparently, as it turns out, there's been various types of Lucky Charms with different combinations of symbols. While there doesn't seem to be any one promotion with all nine Hussie used, Blue Diamonds are definitely in some Lucky Charms.

Taking all of the symbols from the first statement, plus the Pots of Gold and Rainbows from the second, gives not only all of the Charms Hussie used, but also their exact color!

A cool factoid, right? So, case rested? That's where all of them came from and there's nothing more to it?

Hahaha.

Hah.

So of course because I wasn't satisfied with just taking this statement at face value, I went into the Wikipedia page to read more about them, when I stumbled across a very... Interesting thing.

The charms have fucking meanings. They represent powers??? Which means, accidentally or not, the Leprechaun Romance Symbols do have a deeper meaning, and as such, you could PROBABLY make up some kind of romantic system based loosely on this???

I also need to point out the Unicorn Charm- Stated to be Bring coloUr to the world, was the replacement for the Hourglass Charm, which, and I quote, "The Hourglass Charm has the power to Stop Time * Speed Up Time * Reverse Time". There's also Swirled Mashmallows and a Skeleton Key which unlocks any door.

COINCIDENCE?!

... Yeah. Yeah, like, almost definitely. But it's fun to realize these things have deeper meanings, and being able to draw silly connections or open the door for more analysis like this. X3

[vxnillite]

Z-Dog x Noah (OC) fluff

I wrote this after talking with a friend about how I think Noah, as curious as they are, would want to learn everything about the people that they love and cherish. They will quietly listen to your stories, make mental notes of things they notice about you, and feel a little closer every time you tell them something that you like. They'll try to remember every little detail because that's how much they care.

also i've been wanting to write znoah fluff set during their rda days for a while now, what a silly mood

yes i will constantly keep making headcanons that benefit me and my au bc i am delusional that way

Z couldn't recall when Noah had turned their usual weekend study sessions to an autobiography-style chit-chat. Just a moment ago, they were talking about the tiny creatures that burrow in the sand—one had bit Noah today during their expedition to the shores of the mainland—and somehow the conversation had been flipped on its head. Now, Z was talking about her life back on Earth.

That time was eons ago now, it seemed to Z, but Noah was digging up her past like an excavator at a mining site. She wasn't sure if Noah had been aware, but they've gone from sitting across her on the bed, cross-legged and hunched over (like a little goblin—she had gotten a punch to the arm for that joke), to lying with their back snug on her chest, their head resting on her left shoulder, legs tangled up with the soldier's own. As for herself, Z had one arm around Noah's waist and watched as they seemed busy fiddling with her free hand, tracing the lines of her palm and drawing patterns on the back of it, but she knew that they were listening intently—which was why she couldn't stop herself from answering all of Noah's questions. It was hard not to indulge them when they seemed so eager to know more, as if Z was one of their little science experiment subjects.

But the feeling of being the one actually doing most of the talking was quite foreign to Z. She wasn't sure if she was just parched and in need of a cold glass of water, or it was because Noah hadn't really talked in the past hour apart from the quick questions after each of Z's stories.

She'd gone from talking about what it was like in California, where she grew up—it could've been because they were at a beachfront. But the Pandoran seaside was a divine sight compared to the trash-filled shores of Z's home, she'd said as much. Then Noah kept asking questions that went further and further down memory lane. Their latest question was about Z's granddad after she'd briefly mentioned him.

"He looked like a big, scary guy on the outside," she said, eyes following the invisible patterns Noah kept making on her skin. "Decorated army veteran—came home and he was the pride of the town—and had a really rough and, uh, gravelly voice."

Noah perked up. "Mind doing an impression for me?"

Z chuckled. "Hah! Are you actually mocking me?" She playfully dug her knuckles into their hair. "Real cheeky, Noah~"

Noah laughed along, "Eh, worth a shot~" They grabbed Z's hand again, busying themselves once more with going over the palm lines again. Z didn't know what Noah found so interesting in them, but she didn't point it out.

"Alright, continue."

Oh, God, what else could she say? Z racked her brain for more memories buried deep in there. There was a slight pressure to answer despite Noah quietly and patiently waiting for an answer every time.  Was this how they felt when she asked them all sorts of questions? 

Then something surfaced in her head. "Oh, he always bragged about being a surfer," she blurted out. There was a tiny inkling of instant regret in having chosen that little factoid. It seemed irrelevant, but there was no going back now. "Surfing was, uh, when people would stand on top of these board things and they 'rode the waves on the sea'—that's what my granddad said anyway. He showed me pictures of him doing it and he looked real fucking cool!"

Z found herself actually smiling widely as she kept on. "I remember he had this huge machine—real old technology, but the guy was huge on tradition and vintage stuff, said it reminded him of the good old days or whatever. Anyway, I'm not all that sure how it works, but it had these long, rotating brushes and if you got on it with a board, it feels like you're surfing—minus all the water, of course." She chuckled as another memory popped up. "I remember being on that thing for fucking hours as a kid 'cus I'd see my granddad using it—probably imagining he was a young hotshot surfer again—and I wanted to try it out so bad, I begged him everyday to let me go on it. He did, of course. I was pretty bad at first, but damn, for an army guy, my granddad was real patient with me. Kept falling off and bruising myself and it took a few days for me to just stay on the board for more than 10 seconds, but he was just there every step of the way. He'd shout instructions at me like I was a cadet. Hah, maybe that's why my training officer never fazed me. That guy was a wimp compared to my granddad."

Her voice trailed off into a nostalgic sigh, a soft smile lingered on her lips. Now that she thought about it, Z hadn't reminisced on that part of her life in… forever. Then again, it seemed even way longer than that.

She looked down and saw Noah looking up at her. Their eyes were wide as saucers, still brimming with as much curiosity as they did an hour ago, if not more.

"Huy, why'd you stop," they asked, their tone sincere, "I wanna hear more."

Of course, they do.  But Z laughed sheepishly. "I've been talking for an hour straight. You make it seem like my life was actually interesting."

The innocence in Noah's eyes did not falter. "But, it is! To me, it really is! You lived that life so you obviously find everything in it to be normal, I guess. If my questions annoy you… Well, I'll stop if you tell me to. But…" Their eyes wandered for a moment, as if the words they needed were hiding somewhere in the room. When it seemed like they'd caught it, Noah's gaze returned to Z. "I thought I could get closer to you if I asked you more about your life and what made you… you," they continued, their ears now colored a faint red, but, surprisingly, they didn't break eye contact. It cemented their next words in Z's mind. "You're very fascinating to me, Z."

Z's heart skipped a beat. A warm, fuzzy feeling bubbled in her chest. The fact that  Noah wasn't even trying to flirt was both funny and touching. She grinned. "You mean that?"

"Well, I'd be an asshole if I lied about something like that," Noah answered, a similar grin painting their lips.

The warmth in her chest was creeping up her neck and spreading to her face. It was really damn hard to stop smiling, but Z felt helplessly giddy from Noah's sincerity. So she did the only thing she thought to do, and leaned down for a kiss—gentle, deep, and sweet. Z cupped Noah's cheek, and their hand still held onto hers as they leaned further into her, kissing Z back just as sweetly. 

With the hand on their waist, Z pulled Noah in closer, shifting her lips languidly against theirs, which moved in perfect sync and led the two to find a relaxed yet addictive rhythm to answer each other to. Noah's arms then naturally rested themselves on Z's shoulders. They smiled into the kiss, even laughing a little, and Z smiled back. In the back of her mind, she noted how good of a kisser Noah was becoming. Her smile widened a bit at the thought.

Meanwhile, Noah eased in further into Z's embrace. It was moments like this that they actually felt their brain calming down, the thoughts that spun like the turumpo they were so fond of were suddenly nowhere to be found. But how their heart fluttered as they felt every little movement of Z's lips on theirs, her hands on their skin, the way she kept them pressed up against her, leaving no room for them to escape—not that it ever crossed their mind to do so. Like it would ever fucking cross their mind.

But moments later, Z pulled away, just enough to let herself speak but never straying too far so as the two still breathed in the same air. She looked down at Noah, warmly, brushing her thumb over their cheek. But they leaned their face into her hand, and Z's words vanished on her tongue, replaced by a soft laugh.

Noah set their hands on the crook of Z's neck. They were a little breathless from the kiss as usual, their lips agape as they quietly chased their breath. Their smile never faltered, though. "You were going to say something," they said, staring up into her eyes.

"Nuh-uh." Z grinned, her lips brushing against Noah's. Then she teasingly tightened her hold on their waist. "Less talking, more kissing~"

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• in the mood for love | pjh

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title: in the mood for love pairing: park jaehyung (jae of day6) & you genre: FLUFF words: 2.6k

author’s note: requested by this anon asking for a valentine’s day headcanon for our #1 twitch streamer, jae. i’ve never done headcanons before, so i kind of spun this in both ways: how i think he’d spend a special day with his s/o, and turn it into a fic(ish?) ngl these are fun to do

any requests? check my pinned post if i’m accepting any at the moment, thanks!

jae wouldn’t be the biggest fan of valentine’s day

as in, having one specific day assigned throughout the whole year

for you to hail gifts and love notes and roses and chocolates to the one person you love 

yeah, he’d definitely be the “complaining” type, that is to say

before he met you 

your relationship stands in the middle of being frenemies and actually romantically involved

there is never a day that jae corrects you on some weird unheard of factoid 

(in which case he gets it wrong 95% of the time) 

nor can you get away from his ridiculous antics that just tip you over the edge slightly 

like, putting your favorite snack on the highest shelf he knows you can’t reach 

or bombarding you with memes through texts while he’s in the bathroom

forcing you to play phasmaphobia, promising he won’t lock you in the room with the ghost 

and proceeds to do exactly that plus runs away without you

where’s the team effort in that? 

anyway, that’s basically the gist of your life having him as your boyfriend

so for valentine’s day, you know it would either just be 

a chill day at his apartment, maybe play games that would resort to turning into a fiery competition

or watch the latest release of your favorite animes while he talks over every two minutes about a theory he developed prior 

OR… hmm, well, you’re not really sure

this would be the first valentine’s you’d spend with him; and you’re very much aware for his

lack of fondness for the holiday

the days leading up to it, the only thing you’d hear from him is complaints upon complaints of this capitalistic expenditure that should be abolished

you know he jests, but you feel a little saddened

you spent so much time making a scrapbook for the memories you both shared in the few months you’ve been together

it’s not a lot, you rarely do intricate craftwork like this, but you were feeling sentimental 

there’s polaroids of him streaming on twitch with you sneakily taking the picture from the side

a polaroid of the two of you at your apartment eating take out while drinking a little alc

even a picture of yourself which he took when you were knocked out on the couch, waiting for him to finish band practice

for an added touch, you wrote down cute (or snarky, it depends on how he views it) comments on each polaroid, just to make it more personalized

the nervousness hits you, what if he thinks this is all too much? too clingy? he didn’t ask for this, that’s for sure

but it was made with the labor of love, and it just so happens that the 14th was the day you started dating him… yeah, maybe you can make that as an excuse instead 

usually, the both for you don’t really celebrate ~*~monthsaries~*~ and that’s okay

he’s busy with work and you have other duties to attend to as well— but one special gift shouldn’t be the cause of a problem, right? 

on the day of ~*~love~*~, jae had some meetings at the company bldg. and so you ask if there’s a time during the night you guys can hang out

he doesn’t respond until a few hours later, and the whole time your heart sank deeper and deeper into the pit of your stomach

you just have to accept him for who he is, you sigh, or maybe he’s just caught up with band stuff, which is usually the case— and you’re never not 100% supportive

he texts you that you can come over at his apartment, and for a little your excitement bounces back 

“sorry for the late reply, the boys were here for a lil” he adds, and you’re confused— did that mean they’re still hanging out at his place? oh

you try not to think of it too much, having expectations beyond reality is what breaks a lot of relationships

and you have to remind yourself: jae isn’t like that, and you like jae for jae

you still bring the scrapbook with you, and ought to leave it under his bed or something so he finds a surprise later on (considering the possibility that you’re accompanied by 4 of his best friends during your 6 month anniversary and valentine’s day)

you arrive at his doorstep, anxiety soaring out of your chest for some reason. with the spare key he had entrusted you with, you open the door

it’s dark

way too dark

is this a prank? is he trying to conflate halloween with valentine’s day 

“jae i swear to god if—” 

and the lights turn on, but it’s not his house lights. they’re fairy lights. all strewn across the hall (where did he get that?)

little heart cut outs of different shades of red and pink seem to be taped all over the walls 

you hear soft piano music humming from his speakers in the living room 

but there is no jae in sight

“jae, what…” you’re at a loss for words

he pops out of his bedroom, trying hard not to grin so widely at you

“you called?” he says in the most annoying, teasing voice in which you can’t help but laugh-cry at 

“wait wait wait this wasn’t the reaction i was going for” he says in panic, walking towards you and the sight of him just makes you cry a little harder

he’s wearing a tux inside his own house, and he’s holding a rose that’s bound to be crushed the moment he comes over to hug you

“wait, no the rose,” you say in between sniffles, taking it from his grasp and settling it on the coffee table

jae pauses, looks at you in a daze

you’re pouting, and you want to admire his outfit but also punch his silly face but he’s smiling at you and you’re embarrassed

“are you sad?” he asks a matter of factly, arms still spread open waiting for your approval for him to embrace you

“if you don’t hug me in the next three second i will be—” 

“i would be the worst person to ever exist in the world to do that to you,” he says in your ear, and you soon feel yourself melting into his embrace

he’s so warm

and so tall

and so confusing you kind of just want to poke him where it hurts 

but you indulge in the comfort of his presence

until you realize that you’re wrinkling his precious suit

“ok hol up” you interrupt the adorable moment, and jae seems to look confused 

“wha” 

“what’s all this?” you finally get the courage to ask, dried up tears on your cheeks yet a hopeful spark igniting in your chest 

“well, i uh,” this is ultimate Jae Trying to Find Excuses with Futile Attempts To Do So 101 

“did you really have a meeting today?” no answer

“did the boys help you with all this?” your head turns to look at all the cheesy decorations in the room

still no answer

just jae avoiding your suspicious stare, even whistling comically 

“jae!” your nervousness from a while ago comes out as relief, and bubbling laughter as you playfully shake him for an answer “i thought valentine’s suck and we’re too good for that”

“you’re never too good for anything, well. except for me, you’re too good for me,” he finally lets up, wiping whats left of the moist tears on your face with a soft caress. his voice was soft, too, and it’s a refreshing and wanted feeling to hear him speak to you this way 

“i know i can be a jerk about those kinds of things but… after meeting you, i think you deserve just the best,” he continues, finding your hand and holding onto it tight. “this isn’t even half of it” 

“there’s more?” you quip, already satisfied with the cutesy re-decor of his apartment, but once he leads you to the island counter you see two plates filled with dinner food, and wine glasses ready to be poured with what seems to be red wine on the side

the vase in the middle was empty, and  so you accept the rose that jae had picked up from the table, and carefully place it in its new home

“i’m… impressed. you did this?” you say

“if i said yes would you believe me”

“never,” you reply, knowing that younghyun probably had a little helping hand in here too

“well there you go, you know me better than myself already,” jae winks, and something flutters within you that causes your head to feel so light and just. focus on jae

pulling out the chair, he signals for you sit down with a royal gesture “before you, milady”

you’re laughing now, smiling from ear to ear at how ridiculous jae sounds but at the same time the two of you are having so much fun

you fall back into normal conversations with more banter than regular small talk; it’s so easy to be yourself with him 

you keep admiring the suit he’s wearing, even his hair is slicked back with gel to cast the perfect valentine’s day look. you compliment him in between bites, and then mutter under your breath that you should have worn something just as elegant

“this wasn’t my idea,” he defends, and you’re sure one of the boys dared him to do it

“still, i don’t look the part as your date,” you half-joke, but your tone sounded sadder than you anticipated

“this,” jae says, looking at you and only you. for a moment you can’t find your breath

“you. this is you. and that’s who i love”

you’re smitten. that’s it pack up your bags this is it

“jae maybe ease up on the red wine?”

“shutup youknowyouloveit” 

finally, you finish up the meal and you’re full

of food and love 

he tells you to just chill by the couch as he gets something from his room, and you wonder what else he has up his sleeve

you’re grateful for bringing the polaroid camera with you to commemorate something so rare 

but as you’re trying to take it out of your bag, you see the scrapbook (it’s hard to miss) and pull that out instead

should you give it to him now? or later? 

while you contemplate on this, flipping the pages of the book jae has sprung up behind you

“hey i was looking for that picture of you all sleepy and drooling” 

“JAE WHAT THE HELL”

you jump from surprise, almost flailing the scrapbook in the process as you see jae laughing his ass off from behind

you notice he has his guitar with him now (???)

“did you do this for me?” he sits next to you, setting the guitar on the side as you begrudgingly give him your gift. all of a sudden the unknown fear creeps up again and you hide your face in your hands

you hear him turn the page, a quiet pause, maybe a chuckle or two, and rinse repeat

“are you done????” 

“no give me about ten hours”

“WHAT”

“i’m kidding, dude, this is amazing” 

give it to jae to call you dude while in a relationship with you

but that’s when you know he’s genuine with his words

“i wasn’t expecting anything like this at all. this is so so so good, i love it. a lot,” he keeps complimenting you and it’s so hard to look at him when you’re red in the face and heart beating a mile a minute 

“it’s nothing… i thought it’d feel too much since we haven’t been together long,” you confess, finally giving into seeing what jae looks like

he pout 

he attac you with a flick on the forehead

and a pat on top of your head

“i don’t see it that way,” he says, sincerely. then he brings his guitar on his lap, and prepares his form as if he’s… about to sing something

the music from the speakers was soft enough to not disrupt his singing and guitar skills

you are one if not the biggest fan of jae and his band

and also, of eaJ 

so you are very well aware of every song he’s put out there even winning five times in a self-induced contest as to who knows the lyrics better: the actual band member or the significant other

but what he’s singing for you right now

what those fingers plucking romantic melodies on the guitar strings

you haven’t heard of it before

and yet your heart feels so connected, so in awe of the way jae passionately sings in front of you

the man is shy okay, he’s a genius in his craft but when it comes to doing it in front of you he clamps up like a toddler on his first day alone in school

but right now, you don’t see any of that. you see jae singing words of happiness, admiration, love

for you

and he might not be meeting your eyes right now, it’s okay, cause you’re crying again anyway 

you don’t want him to stop

you close your eyes and feel his words embed themselves in your mind

you want to keep this memory close to you, even if you can’t take a picture 

it’ll ruin how special this moment is, really

it was short, sweet, but you’re not complaining

he finishes with a soft strum, and then finally sees your face in tears again

“i’m a bad boyfriend aren’t i,” he whines and he is met with the forceful (hint: soft) punches on his chest

“you’re literally the best bf ever wtf are u on about” 

face wet, cheeks red, neck feeling warm from the wine

you’re a mess it’s as if you got dumped on valentine’s instead of serenaded by the love of your life

“why do you look like you got broken up on valentine’s instead of being—”

“yes jae i know” 

“did you like it though? it’s unfinished but, i figured i wanted you to be the first to hear it”

“since...well.. it’s a song about you” 

:( he wipes the tears with his thumb, and you steal a quick kiss on his lips 

“i love it, and i love you so much u dork” 

“i take it back you’ll never hear the finished version of this song”

“HEY” 

(spoiler alert: he now keeps bugging you for more supportive comments and suggestions on the song) 

(another spoiler alert: the night ended up the way you guys love spending time together: basking in each other’s company)

only this time, there’s poorly cut out hearts all over the walls 

and there’s jae drunkenly mistaking lyrics of his song for another

and you singing along off-tune

happy valentine’s you two :)

[metalvsflesh]

Headcanon dump;

Blitzcrank hates being called ‘Blitzy’. It makes him uncomfortable. Also it reminds him of Stanwick, since that was Stanwick’s pet name for him in order to seem ‘ ‘ ‘fatherly’ ’ ’ towards him for the Piltover media, and tbh anything realted to Stanwick makes Blitzcrank really anxious and uncomfortable.

Viktor similarly hates being called ‘Vicky’ or any variant of his name. He becomes absolutely furious when people call him anything other than ‘Viktor’ or ‘Mr./Dr. Pavlov’. He is slightly bothered when people call him ‘Herold’ because of the minor religious connotations, but he doesn’t mind it all that much.

Blitzcrank has tried to drink sweetmilk before, but just ended up making himself all sticky and making Viktor grumpy. He was very young and silly and he’s very embarrassed about it so don’t mention it to him.

That being said, Viktor sometimes makes reference to that when he’s talking about Blitz to others. Blitzcrank gets very flustered whenever Viktor does that and tries to cover it up by spouting random nonsense/unrelated factoids.

Sometimes they both spontaneously start playing Rock-Paper-Scissors together for no real reason. They just think it fun, because they have to figure out the probability the other is going to choose rock, paper, or scissors and act accordingly. They’ve both gotten really good at it.

Viktor has a bad habit of slipping on puddles and towels. He doesn’t watch where he’s going when he’s on one of his rants/monologues.

Likewise, Blitzcrank trips on little things a lot (ex. chairs, boxes, pipes). He can’t see his feet while he’s walking.

[penitentprodigy]

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Headcanons! | @kessaichi

Send ❂ for a like headcanon.

he’s developed a fondness for peppermint thanks to his favorite person. he knows what a special meaning it has for souta and in turn that makes it special for him too. he loves wearing peppermint scents just for souta like chap stick, lotion, shampoo, etc. it makes him happy knowing that he can bring back good memories for souta. not to mention that having souta lovingly smell his hair is a nice bonus ;v;

Send ✚ for one of my muse’s prized possessions.

he managed to save a few pieces of his mother’s jewelry after she passed away. occasionally he likes to wear a pair of her earrings and there’s one in particular that he’s very fond of. they’re a pair of dangling pink rose earrings with a small pearl at the bottom that look similar to these ones. he doesn’t wear them too often, like most of her earrings, which is mostly because of how precious they are to him. he never wants to risk losing what little he has left of his mother, but he also treats them as more of a keepsake rather than fashion.

Send ★ for a talent headcanon.

it’s not much of a secret but i’d say his intelligence in general is a talent lol he’s just so incredibly smart. he knows such a wide variety of information too. for example, he knows a good amount about gemology. he could tell you that the value of jade isn’t that of a big deal, but emerald on the other hand is much more significant. i’m straight up paraphrasing him bc he legit dropped that little factoid in one of the episodes lfjkgh

his knowledge expands across multiple fields so i’d definitely say that’s his biggest talent!

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he is not a fan of hot weather. not by a long shot. honestly, he doesn’t do very well with any type of extreme weather. but the heat especially is really difficult for him, which is due to him spending the majority of his life indoors. it wasn’t like he was forbidden from going outside but he simply didn’t think to or want to because he was so dedicated to his studying and research.

hikojuuro actually had to initiate it and get haruka out of the mansion, otherwise he genuinely wouldn’t do it himself. so yeah spending 99.9% of his time inside that dark mansion basically destroyed his ability to take in vitamin d lmao

the heat gets to him very, very quickly and it’s not uncommon for him to become lightheaded and dehydrated if he’s in direct sunlight during a hot day for a long period of time. the heat also makes him far more irritable and weak than usual, but of course he does a good job at hiding that. although we know he lets it slip around souta sometimes and he’ll whine about how hot it is and how souta needs to marry him so they can honeymoon someplace cold.

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haruka loves, loves watching souta play video games. even though video games are still a complete enigma to him, he finds it so fascinating to watch him play, especially since souta’s so good at it. he’s honestly amazed by souta’s skills jkfhks he can see how long souta’s been playing video games and how he knows all of the little pixel worlds so well at this point and that they also bring him comfort.

he loves curling up in souta’s lap and watching him go through the levels effortlessly and hearing him talk about the games with such enthusiasm. it might be silly to find it so amazing but he really does and he admires souta’s talent when it comes to games

[eloarei]

Tagged by @chocochipbiscuit to post my current WIPs. Thanks, Choco! (lol this is going to be self-indulgent and painful XD;)  (As with Choco, I also have more bits and blobs and ideas than I know what to do with, but I’ll focus on the ones that have a remote chance of ever getting finished.)  Active WIPS (I have at least opened the document in the past month and I honestly intend to finish them this year.)  In order of recently modified: OP CM BB -- "One Piece, Cobymeppo, Beauty&Beast" I mean, it's kind of what it says on the tin: it's vaguely a Beauty and the Beast AU. (Factoid: this is at least the 3rd or 4th fanfic I've written based on friggin' B&B. It's my favorite fairytale and I'm weak.) Currently at 12.5k (when did that happen?!) out of, I dunno, 18k? I honestly never intended to write this. It just sort of happened-- and kept happening, which is the weird part. I'm liking it though. Factoid #2: there are a lot of dogs in this fic. JD LLW -- "Jak and Daxter, Love Like Winter" 100% inspired by the AFI song, I won't lie. I've been meaning to write this for at least 7 years. I have a lot of thoughts and headcanons about the Jak and Daxter series, and this incorporates my hardcore favorite: Daxter is a Precursor. It also uses a couple tropes I love: reincarnation cycles, and fated lovers. As with any song, I can't say what it's actually supposed to be about, but I always heard it as the story of, well, reincarnation and fated lovers. "I met my love before I was born", and then switching between he, she, and then back to he. The story became very vibrant in my head! And this format especially allows me the opportunity to explore Jak/Keira as well as Jak/Daxter, because while I'm not a huge fan of Jak/Keira, I don't like just ignoring canon if I can avoid it. Currently at 7k out of... maybe 20k? It was supposed to be a lot shorter, but I'm only on chapter 1 out of 3, so less than 15k is probably not happening. Factoid: I think a lot of people only know this series second-hand, so I feel the need to mention that Daxter does, in fact, have a human form. XD FO4NV -- "Fallout 4, Nick Valentine" A very creative document name! XD; The story will probably eventually be titled "Same Heart" unless I come up with something better. It's a Fallout4 AU(ish) centering around Nick having been recaptured by the Institute, getting a memory wipe, and then living there during the years when Shaun is being raised there. Eventually, he and kid-Shaun break out to explore the Commonwealth and try to find Shaun's parents. I swear it'll be a Nick/Nora story if I ever friggin' get to that part, but right now it's mostly a Nick&Shaun story. Currently at 30k out of, I dunno, 70k to 100k? It's on chapter 7 out of 17, I think. I have this one planned out pretty well chapter-by-chapter, so of all my fics it has the best chance of actually happening. (Aside from the length, which sort of counts against it. It was supposed to be shorter, but I apparently couldn't shut up.) I'm thinking about focusing on this one for my NaNoWriMo, since it has about 50k left to it. Factoid: I get more emotional about parental relationships than I do about romantic ones, despite the fact that I LOVE romance. Stories I write about parent-child relationships always end up being my favorite. BttF On Track -- "Back to the Future, On Track" The only one I've actually started posting. I feel bad because I meant to continue writing this through December and January, but I got lazy and distracted, so it didn't happen. The season is just about right to jump back into it though (Fall is a more BttF season for me), so I HOPE to finish it this year. Currently at 18k (holy shit, seriously?) out of probably 30k. Chapter 3 (out of 6 well-planned chapters) is aaalmost done, but I might have to go reread some of IrisBleuFics stuff to get back into the mood of it. (Or maybe Rae's or Edgebug's.) Factoid (actually a question) : does anyone else have seasonal fandoms? Inactive WIPs (there are lots of these, so I'll put them under a cut for you. Still, these are only the ones I’ve worked on in the past year. Again, from most- to least-recent.) 

HP GOtG -- A silly Harry Potter/Guardians of the Galaxy fic I have like a page of. I was mentally explaining the concept of fanfic to someone and this... happened.

HPCM Ways to Live -- Another One Piece Cobymeppo fic, and AU (or UA) about if Luffy had never met Coby in ep.1 and skipped right over to kick Morgan's ass in Shells Town. tldr Coby and Helmeppo become pirates.

FFXV parents AU -- I was REALLY into this one for a while, got a couple thousand words and a good plot outline on it. It's Final Fantasy 15 AU (or, as usual, a UA) in which Noctis is only a baby when the empire attacks, and teenage Ignis and Gladio have to run away with him, and end up raising him on their own. I 100% intend to finish this one, but it's not top priority at the moment.

A modern prometheus -- A magical-world retelling of Frankenstein. Probably gay.

FO4 WFM-- "Fallout 4, Waiting for magic" On the day the bombs drop, Nora's husband is still at war, while she's several months pregnant and working on her legal cases from home. Her friend Nick Valentine has come to give her some documents and check on her when they're suddenly ushered into the vault and frozen. AKA the romantic adventures of Nick and a heavily pregnant Nora out in the Commonwealth. (Inspired by an Ace of Bass song)

Fo4 Sky-- "Fallout 4, Skyrim" Basically a riff off the previous story, but not the same at all, somehow. Set in Skyrim, Nora is essentially sleeping beauty. Wait. Snow white? Er, yeah. Magically frozen in a coffin, yeah. 

MEA Avi -- "Mass Effect Andromeda, Avi: a sci-fi ghost story" REALLY thought I was gonna finish this one, but I got distracted from MEA altogether. The story of Avitus Rix and his SAM unit, which has begun to think it is the late Macen Barro, its previous owner/partner, and Avitus' longtime boyfriend. Still can't decide how sad I want it, but it'll be pretty gloomy even if I go with a happy ending.

DCo side story AU -- A modern mini-fic about my DamselCo characters going on a double date, except Addisson and Hunter are both late so it's just Ellery and Isabelle being kind of awkward.

FFXV Dear Fellow Traveler -- AU, Prompto was raised in Niflheim and meets Noctis and the others on their (very long, winding) trip to Noct's engagement. Promptis, no war.

FFXV mermaid AU -- More Promptis. Noctis fishes up mer-person Prompto. They have adventures. Ignis has to go looking for Noctis later and meets mer-person Gladio.

OW Sagittarius  -- Eheh, posted the first chapter of this in January and then just gave up. XD;;;; I feel so bad. An Overwatch teenage McHanzo AU, where Jesse is a centaur sold into slavery to the yakuza. Trained by the Shimada clan, he falls in love with the heir, Hanzo, who then helps him escape. Many years later, they meet again in Overwatch. I have a GOOD plot outline for this, so I really have no excuse for not finishing it. It's on the to-do list after the first few.

FFXV Firstborn son -- Question: is a person still consider a trans-person if they're born female, but both raised as and identify as male (because patriarchal bullshit)? If so: trans-Noctis, Promptis fic.

FFXV Mirror Sword Shield -- Yet another FFXV AU, obviously inspired by that one Coldplay song that I love. Hundreds of years ago, Noctis defeated the darkness, but was sealed away inside the crystal, only to return when he needed to do it again. Prompto, Ignis, and Gladio have trained as his guardians all their lives, for the slim chance that he does return. (I really like this idea, but if I write this one, it'll only be after I finish the other FFXV fics.)

OW BB -- Guess what? Another "Beauty and the Beast" fic, Overwatch flavored. Except it's really more like, "the beast and also another beast". McHanzo, of course, featuring a snarky dragon spirit that constantly taunts Hanzo about his guilt.

BttF Ashes -- Hot damn I gotta write this fic some day. I have a GREAT plot outline for it, following a chiptune song called Ashes. I love it, it makes me cry. It's a Back to the Future AU, about Doc dying when his house burns down. Years later, ghost-Doc teams up with Marty to finish the time machine, and then (spoiler alert) Marty goes back in time and saves Doc, pulling his corporeal self into the future ala The Mediator and they live happily ever after the end. XD

PacRim Redefined -- Another one I feel bad about, because I have posted most of what I have written, but I don't know if I'll ever finish it. It's a far-future semi-AU about Newt and Hermann. TBH it's one of my favorite fics I've ever written, but I'm a loser and can never finish anything. Hopefully next year??? I've got much of a plot outline, so.

Bttf Dino prompt -- Braincoins prompted me last year to write a fic about Marty and a dinosaur, and I started to! But then I had no idea where I was going with it, so I stopped a few pages in. ^^; I'd like to figure out an ending to it that isn't both boring and bleak.

Bttf Solving for X -- A series of short AUs about if either Doc or Marty (or both) were women. I'd like to maybe work on this one again sometime.

HxH AU Laughter Lines -- A Hunter x Hunter fic that makes me cry when I think about it XDXDXD Based on the Bastille song of the same name, it's an AU in which Gon is like... a tree nymph. A little hard to explain, it's a sad little Killugon fic, and it should be pretty short, so I ought to just sit down and write it one day.

BttF Thirst for Romance -- I love this idea! Why haven't I written it?! In his 30's or 40's, Marty is a nurse at a convalescent home/ hospice, where he meets Doc, who loves to tell wild stories. He tells Marty stories about adventures that the two of them had in the 80's and with time travel. Everyone assumes Doc is just very creative and lonely, and they love his stories. He and Marty become close, and when Doc passes away, he leaves his meager possessions to Marty, including a mysterious set of keys which unlock his old garage, and a strange old car inside... (Really want to write this one eventually!) (Based on the song of the same name.)

BttF Hell Valley -- A sad AU, taking place in the Hell Valley timeline from movie 2. Marty has run away from his abusive step-dad and finds himself living in Doc's garage. They're just two broken people trying to get by. Marty wants Doc to run away with him, someplace far away, but Doc has a better idea, if he can get it to work. (Inspired by the song Fast Car, the sad-sounding Jonas Blue version. "You got a fast car. Is it fast enough so we could fly away?")

BttF SG fusion -- and last and possibly least, yet another BttF AU, but a fusion with Steins;Gate, because time travel is not complicated ENOUGH, I have to make it WORSE. In this story, Marty is raised in the dystopian future with the goal of going back to the past to kill Doc Brown before he can create time travel. I liked the idea a lot, but to be honest I think I even confused myself with it. I'd sort of like to keep writing it, but it'll take a lot more effort than I can foresee me wanting to put in any time soon. Tagging: (if I can remember which of my friends write) um... @braincoins, @nomadsky, and, uh... I know that more of you are writers, so just... take it and pretend I tagged you!