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[lunarwildrose]

My surprise graduation party; part I. 🥳

I graduated from six weeks of IOP on Boxing Day (December 26th), my teacher Maggie gave me a box to choose a seashell or stone to remember my time there by ... I chose a rose quartz, my favourite gemstone♡

Robbie @blackangelwhosees and Lizzy Rose @esaucie promised me they would help celebrate my very first graduation ever with me, and I thought it would be a simple little gathering with gluten free cupcakes ... so I was really, really surprised when I came home from a sibling date with Micky @octobernocturne to a really, really beautiful surprise party themed in white-and-pink with our friends Sierra and Savannah @happywarrior59 there, too! 🙀🤍🩷🤍🩷🤍🩷🤍

They were playing Billy Joel on the vinyl as we came home, and there were a lot of sniks!! 😋 And I got pink roses, too!! 🙀 I love getting flowers more than anything!! 🥰 Lizzy Rose gave me a single rose as well, saying, "A rose from a Rose!" - Lizzy's middle name is really Rose, so that was adorbs🌹

All of our lil animal buddy stuffies had lil party hats on, too! =^w^= ♡ I brought my plushies of me (Sailor Mars), my husband Karasu, and Android 17/Steven out to celebrate, too. I woulda gotten Kurama, but I forgot where I put him (I found him the next day when I remembered), so ... me, my Hubs, and our helpers, cos them and my Little Crow Goblins helped me thru IOP (and life) a whole lot♡ I also changed into my Sailor Mars skater dress to feel oh-so-fancy~ :3 ♡

Everyone made me feel very, very special and loved ... 🥹 Lizzy Rose also made an amazing cake with some help from Robbie🎂, chocolate with pink icing making hearts, a hem around the cake, and words on top spelling out "Congrats, Sha!" on it! =^o^= ♡

I also got everyone to sign one of the pink plates (I'll post in another pic) to remember this night, kinda like a guestbook of memories♡ Robbie also got me some gifts, a cross that is a nightlight, one of his button-up shirts he knows I love a lot, and a Gamer's Level Up pop-up stand, super kewl~~ >:3 ♡♡♡

We also got pizzas, with me getting my very own cheese pizza all to myself!! Hehe, that made Nabs(me) happy indeedy! 🍕😋

I thank God for my loved ones!

{ I did upload a couple of reels to my original cross-posts on IG and FB, so visit my IG post to see them included: https://www.instagram.com/p/C1vcwkPMmLB/ }

[saiyamekianprincess]

Hot take (maybe....idk):

I actually don't care for the Lapis/Lazuli headcanon for 17 and 18. Even with each other or their SOs.

Them being who they are, I feel like they wouldn't like to be referred to by those names, 1) because it's reminder that they were once human and had their humanity ripped from them and 2) they'd feel like they're not those people, whoever they were, anymore.

[umbratticalksp]

Easily one of the most attractively dangerous guý in anime history. 😍 Live on forever, Juunana, my love. 🥸💖🙏

[syrant]

This person’s art is seriously insane, give it a look.

[dragon-ball-meta]

30 years ago, a certain female cyborg made her debut.

Sure did!

[ask-android-17]

Hey everyone! This is our Ask 17 blog, part of Juunanagou's Sanctuary which is the approved Android 17 fan listing at the Anime Fanlistings network - I'm just testing out the ask feature, don't mind me! :3 💕

Feel free to ask me anything! 😎

[shayurikarasu]

same here! and i still do! =^w^= ♡ thanks sho much, 17-kun looks great! :3 ♡

Hi! me again, would you be up to drawing Android 17 and/or Sailor Mars? :3

Sure! I used to have such a big crush on 17 I thought he was so cool lol

[theultradork]

Your periodic reminder that 17 openly refers to Krillin as his brother.

[deadlybeautydbz]

Little Moments

So, the anon asking me the other day about 17 and 18 fic recs got me thinking. I wanted to write something for you, anon, but for a little while I was stumped as to what. So I took inspiration from my own life for this one. I myself have a twin brother and we’re both parents, so I asked myself, what does hanging out with my brother look like, and I give you this.

17 and 18 washing dishes. 

You wanted random sibling hangs, here you go, with the most random hang of all. Really though, this is what hanging out as adults, siblings, parents looks like for us and I’m pretty happy with this for something I whipped up in a day. I hope ya’ll enjoy!

Little Moments:

“That’s the last of them gone,” 17 said, his voice thick with relief as he walked into the kitchen, wiping his hands on his jeans. “Who would have known twenty 7 year olds would be such a handful.”

He had just closed the door on last straggling guest of his oldest son, Onyx, 7th birthday party. He’d cheerfully waved goodbye as he watched the boy and his mother wander off down the driveway, party bag and balloon clutched firmly in hand. He felt kind of guilty, sending that child home hopped up to his eyeballs on sugar, but the guilt was short lived, birthday parties we meant to be fun-filled sugar trips.

“Literally everyone, 17” 18, who was seated at the table in the centre of the kitchen, nursing a mug of rapidly cooling tea, replied. “Literally everyone knows that. Why do you think I only have one?”

“You should give Marron a brother or sister.” 17 said offhandedly, as he began the arduous task of putting his house back together post child-birthday-party-chaos. “It’d be good for her.”

“Hmmm,” 18 stood up from the table and reached for an empty garbage bag. She moved about the kitchen, filling it with plastic plates and cups, deflated balloons and discarded wrapping paper. “Maybe,” she mused. “I’d be lying if I said we hadn’t thought about it. The timing never seems quite right though, and Marron was such a fussy baby, I don’t know if I have it in me to go back to the baby stage and do all that again. It’s so nice that she’s older and more independent now.”

“Of course you could do it again!” 17 said as he pushed furniture around the room, putting things back as they were meant to be. “You’re a great mum. Mare-bear is lucky to have you. Does she miss that old lump of sand you used to call home?”

“Hey,” 18’s brow crinkled as she only half-feigned hurt. “We all liked that lump of sand. A lot of good things happened to us there.”

“I know, I know, I’m kidding,” 17 teased “It was a fine sandbank.”

“Shut up,” 18 laughed. “You can hardly talk, all the way out here in the middle of nowhere.” She knew 17 was just trying to rile her up, that was just what brothers, especially hers, did. It didn’t matter how many years passed, or that he was now a husband, a father and a well-respected conservationist, he was an eternal man-child at heart. It was no wonder he got along with Goku so well. “She doesn’t seem to miss it too much these days,” 18 said, bringing their conversation back on track. “It’s been what,” she paused to quickly do the math, “three years now since Krillin joined the force, three and a half almost. She’ll always be an ocean girl at heart, but she’s happy in the city. It was the best thing we could’ve done for her really.”

Having filled the rubbish bag as much as she could, 18 tied a knot at the top, and placed it beside the side door, ready for disposal outside later, before turning her attention to the pile of dishes stacked up precariously beside the sink.

“You don’t have to do those,” 17 stepped in, but his sister was having none of it. “Don’t be silly,” she replied whilst squirting a generous amount of dish soap into the sink and silently patting herself on the back for buying a house with a dishwasher. “You and Amya hosted us all day, the least I can do is help tidy up. Tell you what, I’ll wash, you dry.”

“Deal,” 17 smiled. It was so rare to get to spend any sort of quality time with his sister these days, they were both so busy and their schedules always seemed to clash, so he would happily take whatever he could get, even if it was as mundane as standing together at his kitchen sink, washing dishes.

They stood quietly together for a moment, silently passing wet plates and glasses between themselves. From where they stood, they could look out into 17’s lush, tree filled yard, where Krillin was running around like an absolute mad-man, laughing and shouting with Marron and her three cousins. His love and exuberance never ceased to amaze 18. He was going to be forty soon, and yet there he was, after spending an entire afternoon entertaining a gaggle of under-10’s, still going, giving even more of himself to those kids out there, each of whom he loved more than anything else in this world – except maybe for her.

“He’s a good guy, Krillin,” 17 broke the quiet with an observation, “You chose well with him.”

“I know,” 18 smiled smugly. She liked hearing that she was right. “But you’ve certainly changed your tune over the years.

It was far from a secret that 17 hadn’t exactly been a fan of Krillin in the beginning. As a suitor for his sister, it just didn’t seem to fit. Why would he, of all people, be interested in her when he knew what he did about how, and why, she had come to be in this world? 17 was convinced that he must have had some nefarious ulterior motive.

“What can I say” he shrugged, “I’m a big enough man to admit when I’m wrong. He’s a good guy.”

“He’s the best” 18 smiled as her eyes followed her husband across the yard. “Ugh,” 17 groaned “You’re still in puppy-love with him after all this time. Get a room, my god, yuck.” “As if you can talk!” 18 shot back, trying desperately to hide her embarrassment. “I see the way you look at Amya. You’re completely smitten with her!” “Of course I am!” 17 boasted proudly. “I mean, have you seen her?! She’s a solid ten outta ten. And she’s smart as hell, and she puts up with my shit on the daily. Every day I wonder how the hell I ever convinced her to marry me!” “She’s certainly way out of your league, that’s for sure.” “Ouch, that hurts sis” “Oh, don’t be such a baby,” 18 grinned and flicked soapy water in her brother’s direction.

A high pitched squeal from the garden caught the twins’ attention, ending their mild bullying of each other. They both snapped their heads up to inspect the situation and their respective children, looking for any obvious signs of hurt of injury, and to see which kid it was exactly, that was getting out of hand. It could have been any one of them really, given the unfettered access to sugar they had had this afternoon. “They’ll be right,” 18 said, confident no bones were broken out there, as she resumed washing the dishes in the sink. “Krillin is more than capable of keeping the four of them under control.”

17 shook his head and laughed, “I think you’re seriously under-estimating how rowdy my lot can be. They just seem to leech energy off each other. They never stop!” “He deals with criminals every day, I think he can handle a couple of kids.” “Whatever you say, sis,” 17 mumbled and shrugged his shoulders. “Personally, I’d take the crooks over those terrors any day of the week.”

As she handed her brother another clean dish, 18 asked. “No more for you guys either then, I’m guessing? It seems like you have your hands full.” “I wouldn’t say that,” 17 replied. “They’re a lot of fun, and Am would definitely be down for more, but it’s hard enough with the three of them with my schedule, and her research. I don’t know how she manages with them by herself while I’m away.” “It’s probably easier without you here riling them up all day” 18 joked “You kid, but let’s be real, you’re probably right!” 17 had to agree. “I’m basically her fourth child. I’m sure her life is much less chaotic when I’m not around.” “She loves the chaos, I’m sure.”

Handing 17 the last clean dish, 18 pulled the plug from the sink and watched the water gurgle down the drain. She wiped down the sink and dried her hands before flicking the kettle on to make herself another cup of tea. She pulled down two clean mugs and poured one for 17 too. He smiled and gladly took it from her and they sat down together at the table.

“If we did have more, we’d definitely adopt again,” 17 picked up his train of thought as he sipped his tea. “It was so rewarding giving River and Storm a second chance. I’d like to that again if I could.”

The story of how the now 4 year old twins River and Storm had found their way into 17 and Amya’s life was nothing short of remarkable. 17 had found them, abandoned as infants, less than six months old, in the nature park where he worked. He had taken them in, and taken them home. Much to his wife’s surprise, he had walked through the door one day, carrying an infant in each arm, and just like that, 17 and Amya had become parents to three kids under the age of three.

“And you know, getting as many kids out of the system as possible can only be a good thing. Stop them ending up, like, y’know…” he faulted for a moment “like us.” He stopped, waiting for his sister to respond, but she didn’t, she just sat, staring at her hands, not even able to look him in the eye. “Do you ever wonder if there is anyone out there missing us?”

“Don’t” 18 quickly interjected, her voice soft and wistful. “I can’t. I have to think that we weren’t wanted.” She stopped to sip her tea and think about what she wanted to say next. “The alternative, as a mother, is so much worse. Having your child ripped away from you, I can’t even comprehend it.”

That was, deep down, the real reason why Marron was an only child. 18 was so protective of her daughter, and the thought of having to split that devotion between two children, was terrifying. She knew that she wouldn’t be able to constantly have eyes on two children. Tying herself up with the demands of a newborn would surely mean having to accept the fact that there would be times that Marron would need to be left alone and that scared 18 to her core. She would never, ever forgive herself if anything happened to her precious child.

“How do you do it?” 18 asked, “How do you leave them without being terrified of all the things that could happen to them? That happened to us?” “You’ve just gotta back yourself in, sis” 17 leaned back in his chair and stretched his arms over his head. “Your job as a parent is to slowly back yourself out of your kid’s life and let them work it out on their own.”

At that moment, the side door swung open and a barrage of kid sized arms and legs tumbled though, followed by an exhausted looking Krillin. “It’s starting to get cold out there,” he exclaimed, shutting the door behind him. The kids quickly disappeared into the living room, to undoubtedly rip into, and probably break, all of Onyx’s gifts from the party. Much to their dismay though, they had already been safely packed away by Amya, who was just walking into the kitchen as the kids rushed out. “They are going to be completely feral when that sugar wears off. Hey, you guys didn’t have to tidy up in here.” She smiled as she noticed that her kitchen was once again sparkling clean.

“It was no bother,” 18 said with a smile. She truly loved Amya, she was such a kind and compassionate person, she was reasonable and level headed and truly balanced out 17’s more impulsive tendencies. She was so glad they had found each other.

She watched Krillin as he moved through the kitchen, towards her. He planted a kiss on top of her head before taking a seat beside her at the table. She smiled at him in return and rested her hand on his thigh. The afternoon had been hectic, with all four adults being pulled in different directions, supervising kids, cooking food, running party games, taking pictures, making sure no one ate anything they were allergic to, or tried to drink water from the dog bowls. 18 had hardly seen her husband all afternoon and she quickly realised she’d missed him.

Once upon a time, a moment like this would be seemed all but impossible to 18. She looked across at 17 and saw her thoughts mirrored back in his eyes. He was content and happy and soaking in every detail. He caught 18 looking at him and shared a smile back, he knew they were thinking the same thing.

While the big, grand gestures of life were amazing, it was the inconspicuous little moments that meant the most to them. Cosy afternoons in with family. Quiet conversations about nothing. A passing smile or I love you. This was one of those moments, unassuming and meek, but something they had both fought so hard to obtain. A swell of emotion rose up into 18’s throat and for a moment she almost felt overwhelmed with warmth and happiness. She was truly grateful to be alive to experience this moment, this completely normal, utterly mundane, human moment.

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Should I upload this to the prompt collection or nah? Does it fit the feel of it? I’d love to know what you think, cause I’m human and a sucker for reviews!

Hope you liked this one guys, likes, comments, shares as always, are greatly appreciated. 

What should I write next?? Lemme know!!

[lunarwildrose]

{ WordPress daily prompt} What’s something most people don’t know about you?

I pseudo-hallucinate fictional characters, like … I have my own imaginary world, that transcends dreams to daydreams to fantasies to my everyday life with children with my husband, Karasu, and our helpers, Steven/Android 17, and Kurama. I mostly hear their voices, feel their presences, their touches, them walking around, kids climbing into bed to cuddle, their scents, my husband’s kiss and taste, those things. ♡ I sometimes see them too, but usually just glimpses of them going by, leaning near me, or their energy as they make a sudden movement, and moreso in my mind’s eye. While I am able to hear them, I strangely can’t always hear them clearly, so I’m not always sure what they’re saying, even when I ask, “what did you say?” Aaaaa, go figure ^^;

[shayurikarasu]

Hey, this was uploaded on my kindred spirit Rei-chan's bday in 2017! =^^= ♡

They're married on my RP blog @android-17 (representing in a way me and 17-kun who was my first imaginary boyfriend and husband in The Sims ofc ;P) ♡♡♡

I’m in love with this pic ! this pic is my life right now ! <3 xD he’s soo precious :o !! 

[android-17]

Here with my wife. 🔥💚

[prissnukem]

[dragon-ball-meta]

The ages of 17 and 18…they have to be around the age of Goku and Krillin right?

17 and 18 are kidnapped after a 14 y/o goku dismantles the RR army. We dont know how old they are but they have to be around 14-17, I would think that since they are states to be teenagers. Their aging works differently but technically speaking that would make them around 45-50 by the t.o.p. Bc that is around the age of Goku and Krillin.

I’ve seen some people say they are only 30 years old in super, but…that makes zero sense.

You think that they are around that age? (Not physically ofc, only speaking on how long they have been alive)

Also thank u for responding and have a nice day 😊

Honestly, they could be anywhere from a couple years older to a couple years younger. The ages they appear at when awakened? That's the age they were altered. Factoring in how long Gero has been watching them, the fact that he had to alter both twins AND make sure their replacement parts worked AND deactivate them at least twice (including once to actually reduce 18's power a bit to see if it made her easier to control), the time it would take to develop the energy absorption technology and build 19, then teach 19 how to place his brain into an Android body... they would have to have been grabbed shortly before, during, or shortly after the 23rd Budokai. Part of me feels Tao may have been partly responsible too; I think Gero gave HIM his cybernetic implants as well, and that he did the kidnapping job as a form of payment for it. But yes, the twins would be roughly in the same age range as Goku and Krillin.

[android-17]

Whaaa- I'm not a troll. Promise. Scout's honour and all that. 😎

Karasu in YYH - ‘bug’ Kurama (that’s putting it lightly, lol) / Karasu in my Inner Wonderland - prey on my insecurities (yay for psychosis! >.<) Android 17 - depends on the timeline, lol! Lots of chaos & destruction in HoT+GT, otherwise he’s kinda just a troll in Z/Super, lol.

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[shishkamoosh]

It's ya boi, the saviour of the universe(s).