#kei's occasional floofs

[keischreiber]

In an AU setting, Zeke is the kind of person who will always be present to family reunions.

I can just feel it.

[agapemastiffs]

Gentle Giants with Gigantic Hearts: A Look at Neapolitan Mastiff Females and The Adorable Offspring

So, you've been bitten by the Neapolitan Mastiff bug? Congratulations! You're about to embark on a journey filled with colossal cuddles, impressive head rolls, and enough drool to rival the Nile (okay, maybe a slight exaggeration, but you get the picture). But before you bring home one of these magnificent creatures, there's a crucial decision to make: Team Male Neapolitan Mastiff or Team Female Neapolitan Mastiff? This article will delve into the world of the Neapolitan Mastiff lady, exploring her unique personality traits and how they translate to both adulthood and puppyhood.

The Neapolitan Mastiff Matriarch: A Guardian Angel with a Side of Sass

Female Neapolitan Mastiffs are known for their intelligence, loyalty, and surprisingly independent streak. Don't mistake their independence for aloofness – they crave a strong, consistent leader (that's you!). Early socialization and training are crucial to building a trusting bond with your Neapolitan Mastiff matriarch. Once that bond is established, you'll gain a fiercely loyal companion who will happily guard your home with the watchful gaze of a mythical guardian. However, be prepared for a touch of sass along the way. These ladies know their own minds and might occasionally question your authority (with a raised eyebrow or a well-timed sigh).

The Deep Woof (and Selective Hearing): A Built-in Security System (Maybe)

These ladies are bred for guarding, and their protective instincts are strong. They'll bark with the booming voice of a disgruntled opera singer at anything suspicious, whether it's a rogue squirrel or a mail carrier just trying to do their job. While their impressive bark is enough to deter most, continued socialization is key to ensure their guard dog tendencies don't morph into over-protectiveness. Dog parks, walks in different neighborhoods, and introducing them to new people will go a long way. However, remember that independent streak? Don't be surprised if they decide to guard the house in their own unique way, which might involve ignoring your calls to come inside when a suspicious leaf appears (because let's face it, leaves can be quite menacing creatures in a Neapolitan Mastiff's mind).

Myth Busting: The (Relatively) Manageable Drool Deluge

Compared to some other giant breeds, female Neapolitan Mastiffs are considered slightly less prone to excessive drool. Sure, there will be slobbery toys and the occasional beard acquired through enthusiastic greetings, but it's nowhere near the Niagara Falls situation you might encounter with a St. Bernard. Think of it as a built-in self-lubricating system for those impressive head rolls (and a constant reminder to keep a supply of drool rags handy).

The Upkeep of a Gentle Giant: Think Big on Exercise and Love

Taking care of a female Neapolitan Mastiff requires dedication (and a strong back). These active pups (well, active for their size) need plenty of exercise – walks, playtime, and activities that challenge their minds. A bored Mastiff is a recipe for destructive chewing and excessive barking. Think of them as royalty with a gentle spirit and a need for moderate exercise with plenty of mental stimulation, and you'll be on the right track. Positive reinforcement training is key, as they respond best to praise, treats, and patience.

The Neapolitan Mastiff Munchkin Brigade: Adorable Wrinkly Floofs with a Taste for Mayhem

Now, let's talk about those irresistible Neapolitan Mastiff puppies! Both male and female pups are bundles of cuteness with a tendency to trip over their oversized paws and leave muddy paw prints the size of dinner plates. However, the female Neapolitan Mastiff puppy might be slightly less boisterous than their male counterparts. They'll still wrestle with their siblings and explore their world with boundless enthusiasm, but they might be a touch more receptive to training from the get-go (although stubbornness can certainly bloom early on in both genders).

Wrinkle Maintenance: Keeping Neapolitan Mastiff Fresh 

One of the most distinctive features of a Neapolitan Mastiff, especially females (who tend to have slightly less prominent wrinkles), are their impressive facial folds. These wrinkles, while undeniably adorable, require special attention to prevent infections and discomfort. Here's how to keep your Neapolitan Mastiff's wrinkles clean and healthy:

Daily Wipes: Gently wipe your puppy's wrinkles with a damp cloth after meals and playtime to remove any food debris or dirt buildup. Use a mild, dog-safe cleanser specifically formulated for wrinkle care.

Weekly Deep Clean: Once a week, give your Neapolitan Mastiff a more thorough wrinkle cleaning. Dip a washcloth in warm water with a mild cleanser, gently clean each fold, and then pat them dry with a soft towel.

Drying is Crucial: Moisture trapped in the wrinkles is a breeding ground for bacteria. After cleaning, ensure all the wrinkles are completely dry. You can use a soft blow dryer on a cool setting to help with this process.

Apple Cider Vinegar Rinse (Optional): Some dog owners swear by a diluted apple cider vinegar rinse as a natural way to combat yeast buildup in the wrinkles. Mix one tablespoon of apple cider vinegar with a cup of warm water. Dip a washcloth in the solution, wring it out so it's damp but not dripping, and wipe the wrinkles. Always rinse the area with clean water afterwards and pat them dry thoroughly.

Living the Wrinkled Life

Living with a female Neapolitan Mastiff is certainly an adventure. They'll turn heads wherever they go, you'll constantly answer questions about their unique wrinkles (prepare to educate the masses about these amazing Molosser dogs!), and be prepared for the occasional "OMG, is that a lion?!" (Let's just spread awareness about these gentle giants). But through the occasional drool puddle, the enthusiastic greetings that leave you slightly windblown, and the never-ending battle against wrinkles and fur tumbleweeds, you'll gain a loyal, loving companion who will enrich your life in ways you never imagined.

A Commitment for Life

Neapolitan Mastiffs, both male and female, have a lifespan of 10-12 years. That's a long time, so make sure you're prepared for the commitment before bringing one home. Consider your lifestyle – do you have the time and space for a large, active dog with a mind of its own? Are you prepared for the regular grooming, training, and potential stubbornness that comes with the territory?

Conclusion: A Love as Big as Their Wrinkles

If you can answer those questions with a resounding "yes," then a female Neapolitan Mastiff might just be your perfect match. These gentle giants, with their independent spirit, unwavering loyalty, and impressive head rolls, will become an integral part of your family. They'll be your loyal shadow on short walks (because let's face it, these guys aren't exactly marathon runners), your cuddly companion on movie nights, and your fierce protector (with a side of selective hearing) 24/7.

So, if you're looking for a canine companion who will be your loyal guardian, your walking cuddle monster (with a side of drool), and a constant source of amusement (because watching a giant, wrinkled floof navigate the world is endlessly entertaining), then a female Neapolitan Mastiff might just be your perfect queen of the castle (or couch, or wherever she decides to claim as her throne). 

Just remember, with great cuteness comes great responsibility (and a never-ending supply of drool rags, lint rollers, wrinkle wipes, and toys built to withstand the power of a gentle giant's chew). But trust us, the love, laughter, and companionship a Neapolitan Mastiff brings are more than worth the extra effort. Welcome your future queen to the home – she's ready to reign over your heart with a quiet dignity and a love as deep as her wrinkles.

A Watchful Protector: For The Progression Of The Ages

Mastiffs, gentle giants with ancient roots, come in various breeds. Loyal guardians with calm temperaments, they require ample space, training, and experienced owners due to their size and strength. Though some breeds have wrinkles, all Mastiffs offer a lifetime of devotion.

Neapolitan Mastiff For Sale

[funkylittlebard]

Happy belated birthday Maya!

Hey! @mayastormborn! I am sorry this took so long but hopefully you like it!!

Fic goes with this lovely art bc @dapandapod and I schemed and then i ran out of time anyway but you get the point

Hope you enjoyyyy, Geraskel floof is also here on Ao3

Rating: Gen

Tags: Fluff, Sleepy Cuddles, Pillow Fort, No Plot To Be Seen

the absolute softest version of a pillow fort i will ever write hiding below

By the time Jaskier finally finished performing, he was hot, sweaty, and utterly exhausted. It was the fifth night he had played in this particular inn, and there had been another tavern the week before that. At least now they were in Oxenfurt so he could go and collapse into the comfort of his own bed after a nice long bath. Maybe he could even persuade one of his partners to carry him home…

He swooned dramatically as he reached their table. With the back of his hand held against his forehead and the other resting against the table, he let out a pitiful groan.

"Oh, I am so tired!" he sighed, dropping his weight onto the table a little more. "If only I had a big strong witcher to ca- Hey! I wasn't finished!" he squawked, clutching his lute protectively as Geralt scooped him up into his arms, clearly impatient to get out and away from the noise as well. Eskel laughed, and leant over to press a kiss to Geralt's temple, smoothing out the frown. Jaskier smiled as he felt the rumble from deep in Geralt's chest as he purred.

They arrived back at their rooms about five minutes later, not wasting any time dawdling to look at the view, and Jaskier was already struggling to keep his eyes open. He blinked sluggishly, and hid a yawn behind his hand as Eskel fumbled in his pocket for the keys. Geralt was stroking Jaskier's arm, fingers brushing against the bare skin at his wrist ever so softly. Jaskier stared in awe, stunned as he always was by how tender and careful Geralt could be with both him and Eskel. It was all very different from the Geralt who had punched him when they first met. Though, Jaskier supposed, Geralt hadn’t really changed very much- he'd punched that stablehand last week for trying to butter up Roach with sugar lumps- but they understood each other much better now. He hid his face in Geralt's neck, hiding the overwhelmed tears that threatened to spill from his eyes. The door clicked softly shut behind them, and Jaskier felt himself being lowered to the ground. He took a deep breath and cleared his throat, looking up to see two bright pairs of yellow eyes staring straight at him. He blinked, lost for words for a moment, and then felt Eskel's warm hand on his lower back. He shivered, and leant further in, sighing happily when Geralt's hand joined it.

"Geralt, why don't you go and fetch the wine?" Eskel said as his hand rubbed circles across Jaskier's back. "I'll fetch the pillows,"

With a quick peck to his cheek, Jaskier found himself being ushered to sit on the rug in the middle of the living space and watched as Geralt rummaged in the cupboard for glasses. Eskel scurried about their rooms gathering all of their pillows and blankets, which he dropped in a pile at Jaskier's feet. He shuffled, feet rucking up the edge of the carpet, and when Jaskier looked up, he could see a faint blush rising in Eskel’s cheeks. Jaskier tilted his head to the side as Eskel cleared his throat, staring at the floor, unable to meet Jaskier’s eyes. What could possibly have made the other man so nervous? He reached a hand out to him, and wrapped it around Eskel’s ankle, petting it softly in what he hoped was a soothing manner.

The fidgeting stopped as Geralt appeared behind him and rested his chin on his shoulder.

“C'mon, Eskel, just ask him,” Geralt murmured, before moving away to set down the wine. Eskel blinked and took a sharp breath before finally meeting Jaskier’s gaze.

“It’s silly but… we thought you might like it,” he paused again, pushing the rug back into place with his foot. “We used to do this thing as kids were we’d make a fort-” he gestured vaguely at the collection of pillows- “and then get snacks and stay up talking and shit. ‘S just nice, you know,” he scratched the side of his face, bashful grimace marring his expression. “Thought we could just enjoy being close to each other, and you could maybe get some sleep after your perform-oof!”

He was cut off by Jaskier slamming his full weight into him with a forceful hug. Jaskier was chattering excitedly, though much of it was lost with how squashed his face was against Eskel’s chest.

“-yes yes yes, let’s do it, Geralt can you get some snacks, too,” Jaskier babbled, and Geralt was up and into the kitchen within seconds. Jaskier slowly eased back and smiled broadly up at Eskel, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. “You’re so sweet to me, darling,” he whispered, and bounced away to begin arranging the blankets as he wanted them.

It didn’t take long before the three of them had a very cosy looking fort set up in the corner of their room. Stripped down to their braies so that they wouldn’t overheat, they crawled into the space and settled themselves comfortably. Jaskier had ended up in the middle, surrounded by the two larger men, and he felt very small and very, very safe. He sighed, and wriggled back against the cushions, eyes slipping closed. He could hear rustling coming from his two witchers, and then warm arms were wrapping around him. He slung his own arm around Geralt’s shoulder, and smiled widely as he felt them lean in closer.

“Love you, Jask,” Eskel whispered, and pressed a kiss against his cheek. Jaskier’s smile grew bigger as he felt Geralt lean in from the other side, his nose pressing into Jaskier’s face as he gave him a kiss as well. They sat in contented silence for a moment, the two witchers occasionally kissing his face, as he basked in their affections.

“Want some of this wine, Jaskier?” Geralt said after a while, still managing to sound gruff despite the way they were all cuddled up to each other. Jaskier giggled, and leant over to kiss first Eskel and then Geralt.

“You spoil me,” he chuckled again and reached out, waggling his fingers. “Go on then.”

[fifteenskies15]

✧ SaneGiyuu Headcanon: The Married Life of Tomioka and Shinazugawa Sensei (Modern AU) ✧

Admin 15: Why, hello hello, welcome back my fellow SaneGiyuu stans to my mediocre Headcanon, before I get to the point allow me to say a million thanks for the likes and reblogs from the first HC, you guys are beautiful and kind, I love you guys so much, you guys don't have to but still Thank you, thank you and thank you, and for that, I shall gave you all tis simple crumbs I made from the bottom of my (high-key non-existent) heart enjoy the crumbs my friends

⚠ Warning: Implied NSFW ahead, please tread lightly! ⚠

Ay, ay, so let's see... Sanemi and Giyuu are married couples however no students knows but the staff and headmaster know about their relationship...or marriage in general

They live in a simple and affordable house, perfect for two (and even family of four lololol) and quite near the station

Sometime you wonder, who would wake up first? Surprisingly it's Giyuu, Sanemi would still sleeping coz yk, all the students homework he gotta examined and he had to stay up for that shit, poor Nemi sensei.

It's hard to wake him up, Giyuu would gently shake him so that he woke up although it gave him quite a while

So he invented a trick

"Sanemi, wake up, it's five am, we have to get ready"

"I graduated literally few years ago, I don't need school"

Oh you sweet, clueless, stupid, airhead hoe Sanemi Shinazugawa, You're a teacher...

Time to pull out big guns

(Slight NSFW warning)

*insert Giyuu moanin'* "Nemi~ come over to the bathtub with me please"

Needless to say, Sanemi jolt awake and rushed to the bathroom in order to join Giyuu (what a hoe *fifteen has been slayed*)

As nice as sharing a passionate morning baths, it has to end, Giyuu knows how proud his husband is with his body so he let two or three buttons left undo.

But BETCH YOU THOT HE GON SHARE WHAT'S HIS

"As nice to see your chest, you have to remember it's mine too"

And now he's "Jealous"oka Giyuu

Sanemi somehow find jealous Giyuu cute because he would pout, pout and pout.

Baby boy, baby

After dressing up, they had a breakfast together, just a simple bowl of rice and some salt marinated fish

If one of them finished the food first, they'll make the lunch for two

They made a bento, with ohagi, mochi or three coloured dumplings as desert

They didn't forget to brush their teeth after eat, don't worry, bare with them and their morning routine

Before they went to train station, they give MORNING KISSES, mostly on cheeks before they went off.

As they arrived at school, Giyuu immediately took out his bamboo sword and get ready.

"I'll see you at lunchtime, Danna"

"At least give your Danna a kiss before you go, Mr. Shinazugawa Giyuu..."

Giyuu roll his eyes and give his white haired husband a short sweet kiss before he went to the staff room.

Now skip to lunchtime

Giyuu is a bitch

Okay, I take it back!! He ain't a bitch, he just maybe a little late? He was chasing Kamado boy for violating the school rule by wearing that hanafuda earrings

He then decided to stop and join Sanemi having a lunch under the birch tree away from the people eyesight.

"The fuck took you so long, Giyuu?"

"Duty calls to chase Kamado around"

Sanemi roll his eyes, his husband is really stick to his duty seriously,....which is why he love his husband sense of duty.

They ate the bento while cloud watching together, and talk a lot of things, by how the students being whiny and doing stupid things or the commotion that Rengoku and Uzui sensei caused in today's class.

FEEDING EACH OTHER THE SEQUEL

They feed each other's food then even wipe the rice that stuck on the corner of their lips and would sensually licks it away

After they finished their food, they CUDDLE WHILE ENJOYING THE SWAYING WIND, SETTLING COMFORTABLY IN EACH OTHER'S ARMS.

AND PLAYING GIYUU'S HAIR

Giyuu is a small spoon so it's pretty obvious, lol

Sanemi thought Giyuu's Raven hair is so soft and fluffy, he couldn't resist the urge to run his fingers through it

Much soft, very floof, 19/10 would recommend to touch 👌🏻

When the bell rang, Sanemi groaned in disappointment, but Giyuu assure him that they'll see each others soon and give him a kiss on cheek

I'm fully aware of me skipping stuff but I had no choice, forgive me-

When teachers are allowed to go home, the two would take a brief stroll before they went to their home

HAND HOLDING AND WHISPERING THINGS HAD THE FUJOSHIS SQUEAL

When they passed a convinient store, they stopped for a bit in case both of them would cook something different for dinner

Giyuu is aware girls and guys staring at his husband

"Jealous"oka Giyuu pt.2

He wrapped his arms around Sanemi's waist and pouted and spoke in tiny

"ᴄᴀɴ ᴡᴇ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ɢʀᴀʙ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴏ?"

Sanemi had UwU attacks and sense his jealousy as people do stare at him and wrap his arm on Giyuu's petite waist

"Yeah sure thing, babe, let's just grab some ingredients and skedaddle"

Right at home, they take liberty on laying on the couch and straighten their legs.

"Sanemi, you smell sweaty"

"Pot calling kettle black, Giyuu"

"Go take a shower"

"No you"

"No you"

20 "no you"s later, they settle things by taking a shower together (again)

((SLIGHT) NSFW WARNING, NOT RECOMMENDED FOR POOR INNOCENT, CLEAN SOUL, IF YOU FIND IT DISTURBING JUST SKIP, FIND AN ADULT OR HIMEJIMA, PLEASE)

Things get a little heat up-

Sanemi can't stop f o n d l i n g that tiddie and pepper Giyuu's sensitive neck with butterfly kisses

His other hand I rather busy down there, ahem.

Sanemi couldn't stop whispering dirty yet sweet things to him, telling how beautiful he is, telling how Sanemi adore him and how Sanemi loves him

That went from 10 to 100 rather quickly

What do you know? They ended up love making in the shower.

The bathroom filled with Giyuu's erotic moans and Sanemi occasionally groans and growls-

Okay, I rest my case, End of NSFW

Once they're completely cleaned up Sanemi carried him with princess style and carefully put him down on their shared bed.

Sanemi dried his hair with a warm and loving smile on his scar decorated face, what did he deserves someone like Giyuu

🎶NEVER MIND I'LL FIND SOMEONE LIKE GIYUUUU 🎶 (Get the fuck out 15)

"We might miss the dinner you know... I'm sore..."

"Don't care, I have been well fed thanks to you"

Blushy Giyuu.jpg

"come on, let's just cuddle up, I need to recharge"

Giyuu had no choice but to oblige and make himself comfy on Sanemi's strong arms and warpped in the cozy duvet

In the end they fell asleep and forgot about dinner, and just sleep peacefully with a smile on their faces

Admin 15: So there we go, I realized the boys are rather OOC but, but I just can't help it, I'm so sorry *bows* well anyway that's the crumbs for today, I terribly apologize for grammar errors and mistakes or that if you don't like it, and thank you again!

[alo-piss-trancy]

hello! do u have any omo hcs for any mha chars? if not, that's okay :) btw some of the stuff u posted from a while back was from homestuck, just wanted to point that out ig- have a good day!!

To answer your other thing first, yeah I know hom/estuck! :D I never got super into the fandom side of it or even finished reading it unfortunately bc it's just SO LONG (I got up to some point in the middle of Act 4 or 5 I think? That was years ago though). I know the 4 kids and the first batch of trolls around their age (K/arkat and all of them) but once it gets to the older ones from that other timeline or whatever I got lost and only really know about D/irk and Ja/ke haha. I've still tried to avoid spoilers about the stuff I didn't read and the ending and such since maybe one day I'll have nothing else to read and finish it lol. The most interaction I really do with it nowadays is reading the occasional omo fic or looking at art because the piss side of that fandom was chock-full of quality content (and in some places still MAKING IT ) that I'm still working my way through.

But you didn't ask about that you asked about SUPERHEROES! SO HERE WE GO! :D

I've posted a few for certain popular chars like De/ku, Baku/gou, and Tod/oroki before (which I will reblog right after answering this in case you'd like to see those), so I'll do a few of my favourites this time!

M/ina (aka pink bae) :

* Pretty big bladder, but not a high tolerance for pain after a certain point. As soon as she feels a nagging urge she usually just goes instead of waiting. She can technically hold a lot/for a long time if need be, but it really bothers her and psyches her out.

* Drinks WAY too much soda. Not that it really affects her bladder, it's just unhealthy lol

* Very whiny and vocal when she needs to go. At first jokingly/to vent her annoyance, then if she's desperate enough it's solely to distract herself because somehow talking about it is easier than struggling in silence. Groans really exaggeratedly to show how annoyed she is.

* Super bouncy, like hopping up and down on her toes or bouncing in her seat in class/on the bus. Tugs the hem of her shirt down to cover or places her hands to the front of her bladder and presses while doubled over/bouncing on toes. You know that kind of stuff.

* Doesn't really grab her actual crotch unless dying. She'll press her knees together/grind her thighs though, or rut against the edge of her chair

* She tends to sweat/get flushed when super desperate/straining, and if she's especially nervous she might lose control of her quirk enough for her feet to slip in a light bit of acid. Usually she can keep the quirk under wraps even while bursting though.

* If she wet in public/in front of important people, she'd be pretty embarrassed and would take a few days to get over it. But if it's in front of friends she doesn't mind as much. It's still an uncomfortable experience but she can usually find a way to turn it into a joke with everyone instead of them laughing at her expense. She has a good sense of humor about it and hey, at least she finally got to pee.

* Will pretty much pee anywhere. Boy's bathroom, outdoors, a bucket, whatever. The only time she'll hesitate or refuse is if it's super gross.

* Has gone in the pool once to see if the rumor was true. Only once though.

* Probably doesn't have an omo kin/k, but is open to experimenting either way.

Toko/yami (birb boi) :

* Tiny bladder (like smaller than De/ku's). Gets squirmy shortly after a single juice box or small soda. Cannot get through drinking a large-sized drink without multiple potty breaks. Mostly sticks to water except for rare treats because caffeine goes through him so fast.

* Very self-conscious and shy because of said tiny bladder. Doesn't like looking weak or seeming baby-ish compared to his peers and def doesn't want to have to ask multiple times on long trips or classes, so he tries his best to monitor his liquid intake and sneak away when everyone is busy. This usually works out okay since he's so good at hiding out in corners/being quiet, but it's becoming harder now that he has /gasp/ friends who want to keep tabs on him or include him in stuff. He would low-key rather die than tell anyone he has to go at all, let alone if he has to go really REALLY badly. Dorm sleepovers will be hell.

* He isn't really pee-shy as far as public bathrooms go, but if he has to take an emergency pee outside or smth he has a hard time going, esp if he has someone with him trying to stand guard. Some people probably like to joke that because he's part animal he can go outside whenever he wants. That is Not The Case and it isn't funny

* Da/rk Shadow, on the other hand, gives no fucks and will try his best to force birdy to say something or blurt it out himself. Mostly at very embarrassing and inconvenient times with crowds, or hollering at everyone to wake up and move out of the way during said sleepover in the middle of the night when To/koyami is trying to sneak past the maze of sleeping bags to get to the bathroom quietly. Da/rk Shadow would be lying if he said he didn't get a bit of amusement from making birdy boi so embarrassed, but at his core he also does it because he's concerned the poor guy's gonna hurt himself testing his limits so often, and he would be even more embarrassed if he wet himself so HE'S DOING HIM A FAVOUR REALLY.

* Mostly fidgets with his legs. Lots of jiggling and partial bouncing and shifting weight from foot-to-foot. Crossed whenever he's sitting. Squeezing and rubbing thighs together, the whole she-bang. If he's alone and it gets this bad you can count on a full-blown potty dance.

* If he really has to keep up a good impression and can't afford to let anyone know, he can stop the fidgeting, but pretty much only by standing stock-still and straight and not really moving. His whole body ends up shaking from the strain though so it isn't actually that much of a cover

* If he's literally about to pee himself/knows he has to hold it for a LONG time with no other options he'll cave and hold himself really tight, but he seriously has to be on the verge of a full blown accident before he'll dare do this. Even around close friends he'd usually rather just try his best to keep his legs together and put up with the few leaks praying they don't notice.

* He leaks a LOT of tiny trickling leaks. He never loses control in one big gush, it just keeps dribbling out and he stops it for like half a minute and then it starts again, rinse and repeat each time more agonizing than the last until he finally loses full control and the rests hisses out.

* He tries to be quiet when desperate but the worse it gets the more he starts to let out little whimpers and moans, which can then devolve into incoherent rambling. By the time he's about to lose it he's basically Izu/ku levels of chatter, albeit much much quieter.

*When he does finally let go completely (whether that's in the bathroom or in his pants lol) he definitely has those fullbody pee shivers. You know the lil shudder all the way up his spine, complete with the softest little moan and his eyes slipping shut? His head feathers floof up for a second when he does it and it's adorable.

* If he wets he's going to be completely mortified. He doesn't cry (openly at least, his eyes will be watery), but he isn't as good at maintaining a stoic facade as Tod/oroki could. He's shaky and his words come off broken, he can't quite calm his breath hitching. Depending on the witness, he might try to BS an excuse to leave immediately and pretend it didn't just happen, not confronting them for several days until he's tracked down. Or he might break down enough to be unsure how to leave/end up staying to be comforted.

* probably doesn't have a ki/nk for it himself but would hold/wet for a partner. I don't care how edgy he looks he's 100% a SUB

* Da/rk Shadow would enjoy being the dom and even have birdy hold for him maybe, using his shadow powers to poke and tease at his bladder

Ts/u (froggy) :

* BIG bladder. Is that friend who never seems to have to pee no matter how long you've been hanging out. She also has a decent pain tolerance and keeps control fairly well. It takes a lot to push her into a state where she's at risk of wetting.

* Always well-hydrated. Always. Mostly water, juice, or tea, she doesn't drink soda very often. Doesn't mind it though and the caffeine doesn't seem to affect her much, but the fizzing's weird.

* She doesn't really give outward signs of desperation. She doesn't bounce around or grab herself. The most she'll do is press her thighs together, or cross legs if she's sitting. Usually she just tries to stand still and focus on keeping control, and will be less talkative. Usually she's very observant of her peers and the situations around her, so her classmates can tell something's up when she gets like this and keeps missing details or not joining conversations.

* Still appears pretty calm, even when bursting. You'd have to know her very well to tell that she's nervous.

* Not shy at all about asking/leaving to go when needed, unless it's an extremely formal or serious situation. Even so, if genuinely close to wetting she'd excuse herself or find a way to take care of it.

* If desperate during an actual hero mission, she would intentionally wet herself as soon as the need started affecting her performance. Pride isn't worth making errors and putting others' lives at risk, and taking time to find a hiding place/get out of her costume wouldn't be an option.

* No problem going outside or in odd receptacles, even around friends. She's not going to go out in the open, but has no problem going while someone keeps watch or asking for a bottle during a long bus ride.

* Pretty chill about going in water, but still has standards. In the shower/further out in the ocean where it doesn't affect people? Perfectly fine. In the pool or a closed lake where people are hanging out? That just makes you a jerk. River? Depends on whether it's a super clean stream or already gross, and where it leads to.

* No omo ki/nk to speak of. Pretty confused about it, but perfectly chill with giving it a try if someone asks.

Kyo/ka (earphone girl) :

* Average bladder. High pain tolerance. Can hold for a while longer if necessary, but she'll struggle/wet eventually.

* Not shy at all about leaving/asking, barring special circumstances. Not a fan about going in weird places/outdoors, but will if she has to. She'll gripe about it though.

* Doesn't get nervous so much as frustrated when desperate. She's the type to bang on the door to snap at someone to hurry up, or yell at the bus driver to pull over before she soaks their seat. Her squirming is mainly just leg crossing or jiggling when seated, foot tapping when standing. Lots of sighing/growling and grumbling to take her mind off of it.

* If she's genuinely close to losing control though or in one of those special circumstances, she won't be nearly as frustrated. Instead she gets unusually shy and quiet, withdrawing to the corner and trying to stay unnoticed while she squirms and whines under her breath.

* Will only grab herself once she's on the verge of losing it. This is when she gets truly nervous and starts to panic.

* Wetting is embarrassing no matter what, but her reaction heavily depends on the circumstances. Close friends can comfort her after some sulking and then she can kind of chuckle about it. Regular peers get some threats not to talk about it, then she'll withdraw for a few days before she can get over it. Strangers she just tries to get out of there ASAP and wants to crawl under a rock

* Probably has a pretty big omo kin/k (mostly seeing others desperate, but sometimes indulges herself), but she's super embarrassed about it. You'd have to work real hard to get her to bring it up/ask you to participate. If she can though, oh boy is she gonna be into it. She gets a real thrill out of the dominant side of it, teasing people and watching them squirm (she's a very affectionate dom so expect some kisses and hugs while she casually straddles your bladder), breaking down their defenses until they lose control just for her. She does love being the sub on occasion though, it's nice to be the one flustered and nervous/having to be coddled for a change since she's usually so chill and tough.

Ko/da (animal whisperer) :

* Average bladder despite his large stature. Not overly weak, not overly strong. Mild pain tolerance. Can force himself to hold on for an exceptionally long time if necessary, but will be much weaker and prone to accidents afterwards.

* Pretty dang shy about asking/leaving, and is also legit bladdershy in public restrooms unless they're completely empty. Usually holds it during classes and then slips back to his dorm room's private restroom during lunch hour. Once he grows comfortable enough around certain friends he can use their dorm/house bathrooms, but that still takes some coaxing and a lot of visits to ease into it.

* He actually has less trouble going outside as long as there's plenty of cover and nobody's around (like a forest or smth). Animals don't judge the way people do. It's definitely not his first choice, but between say, a campground public bathroom and the woods, he'll take the woods.

* While most of his classmates/teachers in 1-A have gotten to know him enough to understand most of his miming communication, when he has to spend time with other classes/teachers or strangers in town, it can be a struggle. He's much more hesitant to 'speak up' about his need in the first place, and even once he does they don't really understand at first and it gets really embarrassing (short of doing an actual potty dance or starting to leak they might not figure it out in time). Sometimes he just writes it down instead/types it on his phone, which helps, but he's so used to charade communication that half the time he forgets that's an option.

* He tries not to be too obvious about his need when desperate, but isn't the best at hiding it. He gets really sweaty and can't quite wipe the nervous expression off his face, and his body posture is really tense and shaky. To be fair, he looks nervous a lot of the time, so most people might not pick up on the exact reason unless they know him well.

* When it gets REALLY bad he starts to squirm a little, pressing his knees together or rocking on his heels, shuffling in his seat, or the classic 'both hands gripping the edge of the chair with legs on either side, but you're not actually grabbing your crotch so it isn't obvious right?'. Any further and he'll do the actual crotch grab and a full potty dance, complete with tears budding in the corners of his eyes and little whining hums and whimpers.

* If he wets, he will be completely humiliated. Horribly ashamed, trying to clean up the mess but with no idea how, crying and on the verge of panic. That's all just alone. Have it happen in front of friends or in public and it's even worse, because now they're all gonna think he's a baby and not cool like them and he doesn't know whether to keep apologizing/crying or run away to hide forever.

* Luckily he's pretty easy to comfort once people try. He won't learn to laugh about it or anything but if people convince him they aren't mad or gonna make fun of him, he can meekly accept the offer to hang out or go back to join whatever group he left once he's cleaned up and had time to decompress.

* Doesn't really have an omo kin/k, but is a big sub with a humiliation kin/k so he could go along with it for his partner. He kinda likes the whole squirmy, blushy side of it and all the comfort and spoiling he gets afterwards uvu

Pi/xie Bob (blonde kitty teacher from the summer camp arc) :

* I actually don't have many for her since she was only in a few episodes, I just think she's really cute and cool

* Probably pretty good bladder capacity and strength to hold. High pain tolerance and endurance

* Would wet during a mission to avoid making mistakes bc she's a professional and isn't that embarrassed in the moment, but she thinks it's kinda gross and will shower ASAP afterwards. Also because her group is kind of idol-esque so there's a reputation on the line.

* Will go outdoors without much fuss if she needs to, but definitely prefers more civilized accommodations. You know she's got a nicer private bathroom than whatever general camp one the others have to use. Pros get privileges.

* Bounces/whines a lot when desperate and kind of paws at her crotch without really grabbing it. Lots of leg crossing and wriggling/hunching over. Only when by herself or with her close friends though. If she's in Pro-Hero mode trying to make good impressions or teaching camps, she can mask her needs remarkably well to focus on the task at hand. She forgets what she's saying periodically or has a shakier smile, but that's about it.

* FYI those giant cat paw gloves make getting a decent grip on her crotch imPAWsible

* Wetting is kind of embarrassing but she's also super relieved so it kind of balances out. Unless it happened live on tv or smth she'd probably be able to get over it pretty quickly. In front of any camper students she'd be embarrassed on the inside, but not let the flustering show. Instead she turns it into a teachable moment.

* Could have an omo kin/k or could not. We don't know a ton about her so I like flexible hcs.

[lumilasi]

Random oc facts (updated)

Because I’m bored

and because lot of stuff in this was now inaccurate after having been using my characters more in my stories, so I wanted to update this. 

(Well, to be fair, Wasabi, Reidou and Rankure haven’t appeared in any, tho Wasabi might)

Kain

- his health slowly gets better over the years, so as an adult he suffers less from complications such as vertigo, migraines, nausea, etc. His vision however ends up getting impaired hence he wears glasses.

- He does regain a little bit of emotional range overtime, and initially it is actually dangerous, because he can’t quite handle it. Namely, he can’t handle anger which tends to be the first emotion coming through. Him getting angry can cause his quirk to go out of control and even harm allies. 

- He’s not really available for dating due to being Aro/Ace, but he’d take advantage of someone crushing on him probably, if it could lead to something interesting/help him with whatever he is doing at the time.

- His relationship with Ryuu is difficult to describe; it’s not romantic by any means, but there is a very strong companionship bond between the two that has pretty much majority of the elements romantic relationships have, except the whole romance and intimacy part. 

- That being said Kain is definitely the boss of their relationship, and he tends to be a bit “parenty”/mentoring towards Ryuu, rather than viewing him as his equal. He does always take Ryuu’s thoughts and feelings into accordance, but mostly is the one making decisions. 

- Kain has a bit of a fixation on keeping promises, to the point he has a compulsory need to fulfill them. As a result, he tries to be very careful when speaking and wording things, to make sure he can leave himself some leeway. When his emotions start to creep back however, he tends to be less careful about it which can be taken advantage of by someone. 

- When it comes to the other three, Kain has respect for Reidou due to her babysitting him/trying to help him as a child before she was forced away. He finds Wasabi amusing and is fond of the kid (not as much as Ryuu) and is mostly neutral/disinterested in Rankure.

Ryuu

- Ryuu initially found Wasabi really annoying, but grew pretty fond of the kid quickly and is nowadays almost as protective over him as he’s over Kain

- Ryuu is pretty dumb and not a tactician by any means, he more follows his instincts or Kain’s instructions. He has near unshakable trust towards Kain, and looks up to him a lot due to how smart he is, and how calm he can stay in tough situations - both traits Ryuu secretly wishes he had. 

- Ryuu doesn’t usually recognize if someone flirts with him, he’s bit of an airhead in that department. If he does find out someone has a crush on him, he usually doesn’t know how to react, mostly questioning the person’s taste. While he has a very close bond with Kain, he’s never felt any physical or romantic attraction towards him per say. For Ryuu, Kain is his family that accepts him for who he is, it’s as simple as that. 

- he mostly comes off as brash, reckless and wild bastard who doesn’t give a shit, but that’s not entirely true; when he worries over somebody, Ryuu tends to calm down remarkably and hold back a lot if the situation needs it. Some people who’ve only ever seen his “villain” face would probably not recognize him when he’s being genuinely concerned over somebody.

- He has a wacky horrible taste in fashion, and if he could he’d wear the most random colorful shit he could get his hands on. Mainly because of the tight dress code in the orphanage he grew up in, it’s another form of “Fuck you” to the people who ran it. 

Wasabi

- Often wants to go on a dimensional trip with Kain and Ryuu, his mums usually won’t let him for a good reason

- He was pretty much home-schooled as Rankure couldn’t really bring him to any school initially due to the gang-trouble she was having, and later with Kei they figured his current mind-set would not necessarily be able to handle the setting and could result in him getting hurt, or other kids getting hurt.

- Wasabi almost always carries around a stick or so as a weapon, and he gets really upset if it breaks, sulking over it four hours, or until he finds a better stick.

- Adult Wasabi’s fighting style resembles Ryuu’s a lot with how fast his reflexes are and how much it involves kicking. He’s a bit smarter than Ryuu though, able to think more tactically, though not to the same extent as Kain. 

Rankure

- She tends to still visit her brother Higure’s grave every now and then, though she has to disguise herself when going to the city given her criminal record and the fact some people still have beef with her

- Rankure tends to always jump and perch up to somewhere high if Ryuu catches her off-guard. Her first reaction to meeting him and recognizing him as the infamous villain ’Frostbite’ was pretty much the same - and hiding behind Kei.

- She’s even more afraid of Kain, and honestly thankful the ginger tends to ignore her for the most part. generally, Rankure is easy to startle and scare.

- She loves to floof Kei’s already floofy hair and plop her head/face in there. She also likes to do this with Wasabi.

Kei

- She’s fully aware of how dangerous Ryuu (and Kain) are, but given her distrust in the hero-system due to what happened when she was a teen, Kei has chosen not to make a fuss if they are around, as long as the two behave. Plus calling the cops could just get her GF arrested too. (The villagers of the place they live in don’t really know about Rankure’s background, let alone the two boys)

- She still carries guilt over not being able to save Kain all those years ago, both from his dad and himself, which is also probably why she chooses to sort of turn a blind eye to their presence and occasional actions. You could call her morally grey or ’morally exhausted’ as she likes to put it.

- Kei was primarily the one to teach Wasabi how to read and write, as well as other basic stuff. She was also willing to teach him about whatever caught his interest, be it explaining how rain works, or how sushi is made.

- Generally speaking, Kain and Ryuu tend to lay low around the place, as both respect Kei enough to not cause problems.

[teatimewithhiddles]

Blind Date - One Shot

AU teacher Tom gets set up on a blind date on Valentine's Day

Floofy floof. No smut.

~*****~

"Gemma, I can't believe I let you set me up on a blind date for Valentine's Day. Couldn't you have just let me stay home with my book and a bottle of wine?" I questioned. My best friend Gemma had convinced me I just HAD to meet her teacher friend, Tom. He was handsome and charming and just my type according to her. My first response was then why was he single on Valentine's Day. She pointed out that I also was. Touchè.

"That way, when I'm matron of honor at your wedding I can say I set you up" she laughed.

"I hate you sometimes. Did you tell him that I'll be wearing black as a nod to the fact that I don't want to go?"

"He said he'd match. Now finish getting ready. I'm so glad he doesn't do social media so you couldn't find out anything about him."

"Why won't you tell me anything or show me a picture?"

"Love at first sight. That's why. Now don't forget to call me in the morning!"

"Yes, Mom" I chuckled as I hung up. All I had left to do was slip into my heels and jewelry.

***

"Hello, I'm supposed to be meeting Tom Hiddleston here" I smiled nervously at the Maître D'. It was a fancier restaurant than I was used to so I was a bit nervous on top of meeting Tom.

"He just arrived. Follow me, please."

*"Oh hello"* I thought as we approached the table. Curly auburn hair, glasses and a trimmed beard around a glorious smile greeted me as Tom stood, showcasing a slim build in a sleek black suit. As I went to slip into the seat he held out for me I stumbled over my heals.

"Got you" he smiled, catching me before I could fall.

*"Holy shit, he has an accent!"* I squealed internally. *"Maybe it won't be so bad after all!"* "Thank you."

"Pleasure is mine" he smiled as he pushed in my chair. "So Gemma tells me you design jewelry."

"I do. I designed the pieces I have on."

"Truly stunning - and I don't just mean the jewelry" he winked.

"You're lucky you're handsome and have an accent because I'd have walked out on that line otherwise" I grinned.

Tom burst out laughing. "I like you already. Would you like to order wine or anything to drink?" he asked as the waiter walked over.

"I was actually planning on two fingers of whiskey, neat, because I was so nervous earlier."

"Make it two" he smiled at the waiter. "A whiskey drinker. A woman after my own heart."

"I like the occasional glass of wine but whiskey is my drink of choice."

"There's a new whiskey bar that's set to open in a few weeks. Maybe we should go."

"Aren't we getting a bit ahead of ourselves?" I smirked, eyebrow raised.

"A beautiful woman who drinks whiskey? Sign me up" he winked.

"We'll see how the rest of the night goes" I smiled. "So you're an literature teacher at South with Gemma?"

"I am. I adore the written word."

"So do I. I'm happiest with a novel, be it reading it or writing it."

"Gemma didn't tell me you write as well."

"Yes, well, Gemma doesn't know everything so please keep that fact quiet. I can't believe I let it slip."

Tom made a motion of locking his lips and throwing away the key, making me laugh. "Have you written anything I may have read?"

"I've published a few short stories but I'm working on a novel."

"I'd love to read them."

"Why? So you can grade them?" I laughed.

"Hopefully you'll need to stay for tutoring" he leared jokingly.

"You must have students lined up every afternoon for extra help! I mean between that smile and that accent I know I would be asking all kind of questions that I didn't actually need answers to!"

Tom blushed furiously. "I don't know about all that!"

"And he's modest! Oh yes. You're a dangerous one, aren't you?"

***

"So, what do we tell Gemma?" Tom smiled as we walked along the waterfront after dinner. It had cooled off but he draped his suit coat over my shoulders when we decided to stay out for a bit longer.

"That I think you're a horrible dirty bastard behind that charming facade and you hated how sarcastic and snarky I am and felt I showed way too much cleavage."

He burst out laughing because as I said the last part I caught him peering at my breasts. "Sorry! They're spectacular! I can't help it!"

"Hell, I look at them sometimes, too. Its fine!" I grinned. "We'll have to tell her she was right, won't we?"

"We will and we'll never hear the end of it. You look breathtaking in the moonlight" he murmured as he pushed a strand of hair behind my ears. "May I kiss you?"

I nodded as he leaned in, pressing his lips gently to mine. I sighed, resting a hand on his chest, feeling his heart pounding. "Tom?" I whispered, pulling away.

"Hmm?" he smiled, gently pressing his forehead against mine.

"I hate Gemma."

"Why's that, darling?"

"I owe her a new piece of jewelry. I swore that I wouldn't like you in the least so I promised I would create her a piece. Think she'd like one shaped like a middle finger?"

He laughed. "I think you need to make her a heart in honor of Valentine's Day. I know I won't think of it the same way ever again."

[tiny-cloud-dragon]

FF7: Random Bits Side Story

A short side story inspired by @ride-the-bifrost  about an original character by the name of Ulrich Ulfberg.

[Summary: Captain Ulrich Ulfberg develops a very unique medical problem]

[Setting: After a late night of celebration, Ulrich and his friends return to Base to sleep off their hangovers.]

[Location: Main Building - ELITEs quarters.]

Cpt. Ulrich Ulfberg stumbled off to his quarters, supported on either side by his only slightly less inebriated pack mates. They had all just finished celebrating their first Shifts, and Ulrich's certification as an oral surgeon. The three of them made their unsteady way down the hall, an uncoordinated monster with three heads and six legs that neither of them could figure out how to control. They bounced gently off the walls, jinking and jerking along in a perpetually suspended fall, never quite hitting the ground, but never quite managing to walk completely upright. 

Ulrich's two companions dropped him off at his apartment door, leaving him to play Find They Key Hole on his own. After a few tries, he finally got the key hole to stop moving around to winkle the key in and unlock his door.

Ulrich stumbled inside and slapped the light switch on, then immediately slapped it back off as his pupils screamed at the sudden burst of light. He wobbled though the living room in the dark, which was a dangerous undertaking for even a sober person. All manner of sharp edged and heavy furniture pieces waited in the concealing darkness, ready to leap out and crack the shins or stub the toes of the unwary. 

Ulrich made a drunken dash through the living room, barely dodging the coffee table as it jumped out at him. He paused at his bedroom door to give the room the middle finger before going inside and attempting to collapse on his bed. Unfortunately, it was two feet farther to the left than his eyes said it was, and he landed on the floor with a thud. He reached up and flapped a hand around until it found the blanket and dragged it off the bed. The blanket landed haphazardly over the drunk SOLDIER. Ulrich was asleep before it even settled.

Ulrich awoke several hours later, wondering why he was on the floor and why his clothes smelled like they had been soaked in bourbon. Then he wondered why it was almost noon and he wasn't  out on the training field with his pack. Then he panicked and began rushing around, almost drowned himself in the shower, tried to pull dry clothes onto a still wet body, got his feet tangled in the blanket that was still on the floor, went down like a felled tree and gave the carpet a good morning kiss, bounced up and cracked his shins on the coffee table as he ran to his apartment door, and then realized that it was Saturday.

Ulrich was silent for a moment, then said a word that would have made his dear mother faint, had she not been the one who had taught him the word in the first place. His voice sounded a little rough to his ears, and there was a slight tickle at the back of his throat. Ulrich coughed, wheezing slightly. The tickle subsided. Well, since he was up and already dressed, he might as well go out and get something to eat. He coughed again. And a drink sounded like just the thing he needed for his dry throat. 

A few drinks chased the cough away, and Ulrich fell back into his daily routine. The next several days went by as usual, except that he was now a 1st Class ELITE (and an oral surgeon), and was having fun getting used to his new wolf form. Strength, speed, night vision, super hearing and sense of smell, telepathy, gorgeous floof; he was loving all of it. Of course, there were challenges, like suppressing the urge to chase various army vehicles, howl, chase small furry things, smell butts, bury food, and roll in things that smelled bad. 

Ulrich's fun was dampened when he developed a persistent sneeze. He noticed that he sneezed more frequently when he was in his ELITE form, and he assumed it was because of his heightened sense of smell. Unfortunately, he began sneezing all the time during training, a few moments after Shifting. It started out as an occasional event that earned him sharp looks from the drill sergeant, who quickly got fed up with what quickly became regular interruptions. Ulrich's pack began expecting to hear the dreaded phrase 'half-right!' at least twice a day. 

"Stop that flapping sneezing, Ulfberg!" the drill sergeant (also known as a 'pack-daddy') snarled, baring his teeth at the bush next to him as it began sneezing violently. The pack was doing drills in the Nightmare Forest, and so far their raid simulation had been ruined twice in the same hour by Ulrich's sneezing fits. 

"I'm...herchwooooffff! Trying...herchwoooffff!, sir! Herchwooofff! Herchwooofff! Herchwooooofffff!  The bush abruptly expelled a brown wolf with SOLDIER's eyes that were red, watery and already screwing shut for another sneeze. The bushes suddenly sprouted wolves, which ran in every direction as they tried to get outside the estimated blast radius of what was certain to be a monumental sneeze. The sneeze struck with enough force to knock Ulrich off his feet, and cause him to Shift back into a human. 

"You're dead, you're all dead!" The Pack Daddy growled  "Congratulations, Ulfberg, you just gave away our position to the enemy and killed your entire pack! Everybody fall in!"The pack fell in, forming orderly ranks, and returned to the training field, where they spent two hours doing Superman to Banana Hammocks with a set of Monkey Humpers every time Ulrich sneezed. "What is your problem, Ulfberg?" The PD snarled, standing over Ulrich as he sat on the ground, slightly dizzy from a sneezing fit that had put him through ten involuntary Shifts in the space of four minutes. "You're a 1st Class ELITE and you should be able to control your Shifting by now! Sweet Shiva, it's like watching a twisted version of a werewolf movie! Go get some allergy medicine from the Infirmary, double-time!" Ulrich obeyed, obtaining and allergy nasal spray after a somewhat rushed visit with an Infirmary nurse. The doctor had been too busy seeing to a SOLDIER who had crossed the 'queen' of Zack's Mako wolf pack. 

The nasal spray worked fairly well, for a few hours, and as long as Ulrich stayed out of his ELITE form, which was sometimes possible. Still, the drill sergeant was always quick to jump at the chance to smoke the pack for every sneeze, or unplanned Shift Ulrich made. Ulrich began to seriously worry, since he had begun to have sneezing and Shifting fits even while human. It made for some awkward situations, like the time he was using the head and 'sneeze-Shifted' three times in a row right in the middle of doing his business. And then a few hours later while he was eating, and while he was right in the middle of learning to drive one of the humvees. And how could he forget the worst of them all? How could he forget the evening he was getting very cozy on the couch in his apartment with his girlfriend? Ulrich was pretty sure things had gone very badly. He couldn't quite remember exactly what had happened (seeing as how his brain had blocked out most of the memory out self-defense), but he remembered movement and sounds that were probably screams of terror. He was fairly certain the poor girl was going to either be scarred for life, or she was going call him later. He felt more than a little unnerved at what was happening to him. 

Luckily, Ulrich was excused from training for the next week, since he had some major dental surgeries to perform. He spent two days before the first surgery preparing, i.e. he was main-lining allergy spray and over the counter allergy pills. The medication helped (he barely sneezed at all!), and so did the mask he had to wear while examining and prepping the patient. It did a stellar job of filtering out any allergens that had made it past the building's air filtering system. 

Even though he was wearing a mask, the patient still flinched whenever Ulrich did experience the occasional rogue sneeze. He was, after all, only inches from the man's face, performing very delicate work with very sharp instruments. Ulrich made sure the numbing agent had taken effect, and then got down to planning his attack on the broken tooth.

And then it happened, the part where Things Got Worse. Ulrich was just about to probe his patient's broken molar, when he was hit by the dreaded Ninja Sneeze. This sneeze strikes swiftly, suddenly, and without even the decency to give you the customary warning tickle in your nostrils. One minute you are sitting there, doing you, and the next second you are loudly blasting sinus aerosol into the atmosphere without even time to try to cover your mouth. Ulrich sneezed so hard that his eyelids pinched his eyeballs in an attempt to keep them from shooting out of their sockets like yo-yo's. When he plucked up enough courage to open his eyes, he saw that his patient was staring at him in mild surprise. Ulrich started to apologize, but trailed off into silence as the man's eyes slowly crossed as he tried to look at his own mouth. 

"Err..errgh..?" the patient said, in an uncertain tone around the cheek retractor. Ulrich cocked his head, and then noticed, with growing horror, what his patient was trying to look at. There was a very large wolf's paw resting in the man's mouth. Realization dropped a frozen steel needle down his spine. He had Shifted when he sneezed and now he was standing there, a wolf in a lab coat with a surgical mask dangling off its snout, with its hairy paw in the patient's mouth! 

"I am so sorry!" Ulrich blurted, yanking his paw out of the man's mouth and Shifting back. "Please don't worry, it was...eeegghhhrrraaattCHOOOO!" Ulrich sneezed, Shifting back to his ELITE form, where he sneezed again, Shifting back. He began a series of rapid-fire sneezes. A nurse, hearing the disturbance, ran in and stopped dead in her tracks at the sight. Ulrich was sneezing and Shifting so fast that he looked like a stop-motion werewolf under a strobe light moon. He juddered out the door and down the hallway, tripping and stumbling as his brain gave up trying to keep track of what shape he was in. He strobed and flickered straight into the Infirmary waiting room, scattering the few SOLDIERs waiting to be seen.  The attending nurse didn't even ask him to sign in, she just ran ahead of him, grabbed the first doctor she saw, grabbed Ulrich, and swung both of them into the nearest empty exam room.

Hours later, after many tests, Ulrich sat in General Zack Fair's office, fidgeting as the General read and re-read the lab work results, and Dr. Evans' notes, while General Cloud Strife read over his shoulder. The General finally broke the silence. 

"Are you sh*tting me?" Zack laughed, effortlessly pronouncing the asterisk to preserve the author's preference for 'mostly no bad words'. 

"Sir?"

"You have seasonal allergies, and pet allergies, so when you are in your ELITE form, you are allergic to yourself!"

"I...I suppose so, Sir,"

"And when you come into contact with your allergen, it messes with the part of your brain that controls Shifting."

"That is what Dr. Evans said, sir. He gave me a special allergy medicine they made up in the lab. I have to take it every day during allergy season and carry a fast acting inhaler for sudden Sneeze Attacks, but there is nothing they can do to completely stop me from sneezing and Shifting." Ulrich said, disappointment heavy in his voice.

"So, you are like a werewolf, but with allergies?"

"A what?"

"An allergy werewolf! Instead of changing when you see a full moon, you change when you sneeze! And you are a dental surgeon, so that makes you a Werewolf Dentist!"

"Can you stop?" Cloud broke in with an exasperated look for Zack. 

“Don't worry, Captain Ulfberg," Cloud reassured Ulrich. "Allergy season will die down soon. I will make a note that you are to be excused from training and all but light duty during allergy season."

Ulrich nodded, and saluted as he was dismissed. He left the office feeling more relaxed, and oddly pleased. Werewolf Dentist did have a kind of a cool ring to it. His phone buzzed in his pocket, and he smiled when he saw that his girlfriend had decided to call him.

The End.

[enter-fandom]

Deeper Breaths 2

Fandom: The Almighty Johnsons

Pairing: Anders x Reader

Rating: Lemon

Warnings: Mild BDSM, angst, referenced panic attack, aftermath of panic attack, abusive language

Theme: N/A

Request: N/A

Words: 1915

Status: ???

Notes: A continuation of Deeper Breaths - AU where the Reader becomes Idun, not Gaia

Olaf’s words still echoed in Ty’s head in the weeks following Anders introducing you into the fold. Mike still wasn’t overly pleased - after what happened to Helen, he was certain something was going to happen to you, and Ty could correct him, but with the history, how things always ended badly for Idun, how could he? You seemed to be doing fine, however, settling into life in Auckland fairly easily, and into life as a Goddess fairly quickly as well. Anders was almost always all smiles when he talked about you, and to be honest, things seemed to be looking up. 

He was having lunch with Anders and Dawn when the text came, startling Anders from his story of staying over at your flat the other night and having to deal with your cats, and the frown that creased his brother’s face worried him, “Everything alright, Anders?”

Dawn had her own worried frown, despite not being able to see the message, and it only increased when Anders stood, “Hold down the fort for me, will you Dawn? I won’t be a moment.” He grabbed his jacket from over his desk chair, pulling it on as he headed out the door, texting as he went. The other two occupants of the office shared a look, but continued on with lunch, waiting until Anders was out of the office to speculate just what had come up. He might have Bragi’d his way into the back room when he got to the store you worked at, ignoring the questioning looks he got from several other employees as he moved with purpose behind the manager who led him to where you sat, curled on the break room couch with your feet tucked under you, still trembling, but at least the tears had stopped. Your phone sat in your hand, the semi-reliable heart rate monitor app open, keeping tabs on just how elevated you were as you came down. 

Kneeling before you, he smiled up, “Hey, sunshine.” You looked at him and tried to smile, but inside, you just felt hollow. Even Idun was quiet, despite the presence of Bragi that was nearly overwhelming coming off of him. He reached out and took your free hand, squeezing gently, “I know you don’t like talking about it immediately, so we’ll talk later, yeah? Let’s just get you out of here.” You could only nod, and he helped you stand, draping his jacket over you for comfort as he led you back out to his car. 

Once inside, he hesitated, glancing at you, “I’d like to take you back to the office, if that’s okay. That way I’m near if you need me, but is there anything you need from home?”

You laughed softly at the question, “One of the cats?”

You didn’t expect him to take you seriously, so it was a shock when he said, “Jade. She’s calmer and won’t break anything.” He pulled out of the parking lot, handing you his phone with a soft smile, allowing you to put on music that would help with the fallout. When he pulled up to your apartment, he kissed your cheek and took your keys, coming back out a few moments later with a bundle of orange and white floof attached to a red leash. Settling the cat into your lap, he set off for the office again, chattering idly beside you, voice soft and soothing as the creature you held headbutted against you, purring a mile a minute. 

When you reached the office, he went first, ushering you in behind him and quickly wrapping his arm around you, Ty and Dawn, still seated at the conference table, stood, talking over one another when they saw you.

“Anders, is she alright? What happened?”

“Is that a cat?”

“Yes, it’s a cat, and she will be. She had an issue at work, is all,” he replied, giving Ty a pointed look, and the younger God stepped back some, nodding. He remembered what Anders had told him, and was smart enough to put two and two together. Reaching back to the table, he snagged one of the cupcakes from the platter, holding it out with a questioning glance. 

You carefully let Jade down, taking the cupcake with a small smile, before going to settle on the couch near Anders’ desk, “Thanks, Ty.”

“No problem. I uh, I gotta get back to work, but Anders, we’ll catch up later, yeah?”

Anders nodded, giving his brother a small smile before he turned back to his work, humming to himself. The rest of the day dragged on, you trying to relax, rabbit holing down videos on your phone and occasionally sharing the best ones with Anders and Dawn. At a quarter past five, Dawn poked her head into the back, knocking on the wall, “I’m going to head out, Anders. Don’t forget to lock up.” 

He smiled at her, as always, and you wondered, briefly, if it hadn’t been for you, and Ty, if they would have worked, but then he laughed and your heart felt like it clicked into place, “Ta, Dawn. Have a good evening.” Once she was gone, he moved over to you, smoothing your hair back from your forehead and pressing a kiss there, “Let’s get going, yeah? We can pick up dinner on the way.” 

With a nod, you stood, lifting Jade from where she slept on the couch beside you, and headed out to the car, settling in with a much lighter mind than hours earlier, though you were still feeling a little off. You hated how things lingered so much, but hadn’t really found a cure yet, short of just sleeping it off.

He picked up the take away and then parked in front of your apartment, glancing over with a small smile, “If you’d like to come back to my place…”

You could feel the itch of Idun returning just under your skin, and you nodded, “I’ll just take her inside, and change.” Heading inside, you freed the Queen of Floof from the leash and hung it at the door, checking food and water dishes before changing and heading back out to Anders, giving the pair of felines a pointed look and a quick,  “Be good,” before locking up.  

Once settled,  you reached out,  taking Anders's hand,  squeezing softly,  “The guy asked where something was,  and when I told him I wasn't sure,  that I was still learning the layout he got aggressive.” You squeezed tighter at the memory,  and he squeezed back,  prompting you to continue, “He started yelling.  Calling me a liar,  a bitch and a whore.”

When his grip tightened this time,  it was out of anger just as much as comfort,  and you were silently glad he hadn't been present.  Anders was gifted with gab, not physical prowess.  He was clever,  more espionage than thrown fists,  but he would have tried.  You knew he would.  

He parked and led you into his apartment,  both of you feeling the draw of your divinity under your skin,  Anders the man holding back only because of the trauma that had been brought to the forefront of your mind earlier in the day.  You pressed a hand to his chest,  leaning up to kiss him softly, “It's okay.”

Sometimes,  he wasn't sure where his interests ended and Bragi's began.  “I don't want to be gentle,” he admitted,  the backs of his fingers moving over your cheek.  

“So, don't be.”

He groaned,  before becoming a flurry of motion, tugging at your clothes and his own,  kissing you with soul deep hunger and guiding you into the bedroom.  You met him with quiet surrender,  losing yourself in your goddess,  and the man who had cared for you despite her.  He pushed you to the bed with a glint in his eyes,  tugging the cuffs from the box under the bed and raising a brow.  You nodded, and he shook his head,  “Tell me.”

“Please, it's okay.”

He was on you again in seconds,  endlessly careful despite practically manhandling you how he wanted,  lips sliding over your jaw,  “Mine.”

Your breath came as a soft sigh,  nodding,  “Yours.” You tested the cuffs, the way they were anchored keeping your wrists together over your head, and you shuddered, completely at his mercy. And that was exactly what he wanted, what Anders wanted. Still uncertain where God ended and Man began, you watched as he sat back on his heels, straddling you, taking you in. His hands soothed down over your skin, and you arched into the touch, shuddering. 

He took his time with you, sliding his hands over every inch of you like worship, his lips, teeth, and tongue following their path, skirting the places you truly yearned for his touch, intent on making you lose yourself to his ministrations. When he finally drew your legs apart, he hesitated, looking up at you, voice low, “I know you’ve expressed not being overly fond of it, but I’m going to taste you now.”

You blushed, nodding at him slowly. It wasn’t that the act reminded you of the past, but that you simply got very little from it. You didn’t necessarily mind your partners doing so, if they truly wanted, but you were more than drenched, and a mouth on you was just more wet, and usually not much sensation - not the way a firm press of fingers could be. He lowered himself, hooking your legs over his shoulders, shifting to get comfortable before settling into his task, contenting himself with the taste of you, before seeking to give you what pleasure he could. 

He teased at your clit with his tongue, before sucking sharply, earning a low groan that was followed by a chuckle, before his hand slipped to join his questing tongue, two fingers slipping easily inside you, teasing and tormenting. You wondered how far he’d take you tonight, before he pulled up and away, sliding over you with an almost predatory look in his eyes. Shifting positions again, he flipped you to your stomach, tugging you up onto your knees. 

You keened when he finally entered you, losing yourself more completely to the brutal pace he set, his hands still moving over your skin, lips murmuring praises against your shoulder, almost drowned out by your own cries and guiding you to your fall. Your back arched as you clenched around him, surrendering to him and he didn’t stop, driving you to greater heights. 

You fell twice more before he reached his own completion, holding you still and tight as he pumped into you, before resting his head to your shoulder, panting. Easing away, he undid the cuffs, pulling you tight to his chest as you shivered. “Easy, Y/N. I’ve got you.” You nuzzled into his chest, soothed now by the gentle caress over your arm, eyes heavy. “I know you want to sleep, but we need to eat,” he prompted, and you sighed, nodding, starting to get up before he pushed you back down into the bed, “I’ll be back.” 

Despite his urging, you pulled on a pair of sweats you’d left at his apartment, and one of his shirts, trailing behind him and curling up on the couch. He gave a mildly exasperated sigh, but his smile was fond as he joined you. “Fair enough.” You already had the remote, flipping channels before finding something mindless to watch, curling against him and taking your plate. 

“Thank you.”

“Any time.”

[embersrevived]

Questions Meme 

Tagged By: @sunflowercecil​

1. What is your name? “Nadir Darvish.” 

2. Do you know why you’re named that?” “Well ... I believe my parents specifically wanted their first and only child to have a name that either honored an important aspect of Parzian culture and tradition or was an homage to a renowned monarch in Parzian history, and eventually they decided on the latter. Nadir (Nader) Shah, if I recall correctly, was a king from a former dynasty who was renowned for his ingenuity and acumen, both as a statesman and military general. His military campaigns and exploits during his reign were so great that he has actually been dubbed ‘the second Alexander’ by some historians. I think my parents had been betting on having a male child at first, but then just decided to roll with it after I was born, haha.”

“Funny thing is, a lot of people just automatically assume that my name is meant to be some sort of ‘edgy’ moniker, like the antithesis of the word ‘zenith’ or something when that actually isn’t the case. Though that certainly doesn’t mean I appreciate the endearing little opposite-nickname that I was recently given, Zen-Zen, any less...~”  She furtively winks at @plague-doctor-jules

3. Are you single or taken? “Single. as a Pringle” 

4. Have any abilities or powers?

“Besides bringing all around me to their knees groaning with my tacky humor? Well ... incantation-wise, I feel I am somewhat proficient in spells that have to do with small-scale, temporary immobilization, like temporary stunning. Though I really refrain from utilizing such spells unless I truly feel the need to do so. The stunning spells really only are effective on small creatures, e.g. rats, roaches, etc. that I feel need to be halted in their tracks before being able to deal with them accordingly. Also some might argue that my horrendous jokes and puns constitute some sort of low-key ‘evil’ ability in themselves, haha.”

5. Stop being a Mary Sue.

“Stop being an ‘idealized, seemingly perfect character? ... Hahahaha! How droll of you, when everyone knows that I’m practically the most awkward and gauche potato turtle in this here town. That’s a facetious jab at how I’m actually the complete and utter opposite of that, right? Right, it must be.” 

6. What’s your eye colour? “Very dark brown.” 

7. How about your hair colour?

“Very dark brunette, almost appearing even black from a distance.”

8. Have any family members?

“Yes, my mother and father, Setareh and Bardiya,  along with my maternal grandmother and grandfather, Roshanak and Cyrus. No siblings, though. I think after I was born, my parents decided that one was more than enough, hahaha ... I’ve been told that I was quite the troublesome little stinker as a tot.” 

9. Oh! How about pets?

“Well, I’m not sure if I should go about referring to my familiar as a pet, but my  albeit adorable call duck, Ordak is the only one I have currently. Back when I lived with my parents and not the magic shop, I did used to own a boisterous blue budgie, though ... someone forgot to close the door to his cage, and the little poopsie just chirped his wee heart out before suddenly taking off, never to be seen or heard from again.” 

10. That’s cool, I guess, now tell me something you don’t like.

“Well ... I must admit I don’t really appreciate people who are overly snippy or snarky just for the sake of it when it isn’t really necessary, or because they find it ‘quirky’, ‘trendy’, or ‘edgy’ to do so. Basically people who show little consideration for others’ feelings in general, especially if they do so because they believe their elevated social status or sense of ego gives them a pass to do so. And people who just find it absolutely acceptable to do away completely with common courtesy when dealing or speaking with you just because they decide they don’t like, click with, or understand you as a person, or they personally find some attributes of yours irksome.”

“I mean, I feel you must always at least try to put a conscious effort into politely and tactfully dealing with even those you don’t jive well with or like much, I think. Especially because there will always be people you find yourself not being overly fond of, or who aren’t overly fond of you, there is just too much effort and negative energy to be put into going out of one’s way to not be civil towards others, at least initially.” 

“Also overly arrogant and condescending individuals, lord knows I’ve dealt with more than a fair share of those in my time, both in and out of  the realm of academia. Overly pretentious and critical individuals in general also. Though ... perhaps I have been too verbose and ranty in giving this answer, I do apologize. I ... I do tend to talk a lot, haha. In summation: just overly inconsiderate individuals in general.” 

11. Do you have any hobbies/activities that you like to do?

“Writing poetry at times, sketching, drawing, reading, occasionally engaging in mischievous antics, etc. ...” 

12. Have you ever hurt anyone in any way before?

“Oh, I’m sure ... I mean, I have certainly gotten into disagreements and all that with people in the past, and in doing so the distressed, angry tone that I may have utilized in the heat of it all may have hurt some feelings in the past. And I’d almost always feel some sort of guilt afterwards, even if things wound up being patched up and resolved betwixt myself and the individual with whom I’d had the spat. Though it is never my intention to go out of my way to make anyone feel badly about themselves or hurt anyone’s feelings.”

“But if you meant physically, no I don’t think - ... Wait. Wait. That one time, when the Ginger Floof  Julian barged into the shop and scared the bejeezus out of me with his overly dramatic, villainous entrance, of course how could I so easily forget ...” However, she does avert her gaze to the ground in shame as she recalls the events of that fateful night. “Well ... I did hurt Julian that ... one time when I threw that glass bottle during the invasion that one night, but I ... I didn’t know who he was at the time, and I certainly had zero idea as to what his intentions were ... though that doesn’t mean I don’t still feel the occasional pang of guilt, especially when I specifically recall that graphic image of the blood pooling and dripping down his cheek as a result of the injury inflicted around his eye.”

A sad, remorseful look engulfs the apprentice’s face before she snaps out of the flashback. “Ah ... I do apologize, ehr ... next question, please.” 

13. Ever… killed anyone before?

“No. Though I’ve perhaps come close to doing so with my barrage of gods-awful puns” 

14. What kind of animal are you?

“I have been told by a few in the past that because of my more timid nature, I can be akin to a small rodent, like a mouse or a hamster, at times. Though my familiar is currently a wee baby call duckling who, though rather sweet and cute, can be quite the boisterous little stinker at times, which I’ve been told is apparently another side of me that is ‘unlocked’ once I get to know people and am coaxed out of my shell. So I guess it’s somewhat fitting in that sense, haha.” 

15. Name your worst habits?

“I tend to become distracted fairly easily, I reluctantly admit. Also, I ... I tend to allow my insecurities and anxieties take control and cause me to make decisions or act in ways that ultimately prove to be counterproductive. Also over analyzing things, people, and situations almost to the point of obsession, to the point where I find myself often skeptical and cynical of other’s motives and sincerity, allowing my insecurities and fears to hinder and inhibit me mentally and socially.” 

16. Do you look up to anyone?

“I look up to any individual who remains steadfast and dedicated to their cause or line of work, whether it be academic, scientific, humanitarian, etc. in nature, and shows a genuine interest in acquiring knowledge in their selected field of interest and applying that knowledge for the betterment of others. I admire anyone who has defined themselves and devoted their purpose to the likes of altruism, benevolence, and kindness. A certain auburn-haired, fugitive physician would be the quintessential example of this, along with his lovely and equally sweet sister.” 

“I also admire those who yet manage to be levelheaded and resolute in the face of adverse situations, those who seem to know how to improvise, adapt, and persist in the face of any given hardship, or who devote themselves to supporting and assisting others finding themselves in such situations. My father comes to mind.”

17. Are you straight, gay, or bisexual?

“I believe I’m straight ... Though these sorts of things have been said to not be entirely black and white, with it being a spectrum and all, so who can really say for sure?” 

18. Do you go to school?

“Been there, done that, haha.” 

19. Ever wanted to marry and have kids one day?

“I’ve never even really ... been in a relationship before, so I must admit that the thought of marriage has been a more distant one, and children even more so. One step at a time I guess? Ahahahaha ...” Sweat drop. 

“Though me, in any sort of relationship, with my awkward and anxious tendencies? Is that even possible” 

20. Do you have any fans?

“Why yes, I do as a matter of fact.~” And with that, she proceeds to whip out an intricately designed, vibrantly hued hand fan that Asra had brought her back from one of his previous travels. And yes, she knows very well that is not quite what the question meant. Something of a cheeky grin forms on her visage shortly after giving this response. 

21. What are you most afraid of?

“...Failure. My internalized insecurities and anxieties mentally obstructing my path and goals and clouding my vision and perception of the future. Not being good enough, ineptitude, then possibly dying after having ultimately accomplished little more than becoming carrion for the microbes and worms to feast upon. ... Wow, that definitely came out darker than I had initially intended, ehr ... sorry about that.” 

22. What do you usually wear?

“Ah, just the usual casual dresses, shirts, and pants, truthfully nothing fancy in the least.” 

23. What’s one food that tempts you?

“Ohh ... I’m sure there are a myriad of dishes that could be used to answer this, but if I had to settle on one? Pomegranate chicken, especially like my mother makes it, especially when coupled with this fizzy carbonated yogurt beverage that we have back home in Parzia ... you’d have to actually see and try it if you don’t know what I’m referring to, haha; it sounds a bit weird to those who didn’t grow up with it.” 

24. Am I annoying to you?

“Ah, no, not at all ... am I annoying to you? I do hope ... that I haven’t been overly loquacious or rambling in giving my answers? If so, my apologies.” 

25. Well, it’s still not over!

“Aha, great. Wait ... that wasn’t meant sardonically, I promise, a-apologies if it came out sounding like that. Please continue.” 

26. What social class are you?

“I’d say more of the middle class, perhaps more on the lower end. Though we know that in the eyes of a certain gilded and flamboyant noble, that we are all seen equally as commoners and peasants, haha.” 

27. How many friends do you have?

“Uh ... well, I definitely consider Mas- ... I mean Asra to be a kind companion and friend ... and then there is Julian, whose company I’ve come to be rather at ease with to the point of engaging in regular banter and teasing. Portia is positively delightful and lovely as well. The Devorak duo is a true blessing, seriously. Such sweet, benevolent siblings. Selasi is rather amiable too, and I’ve had many a pleasant conversation with him every time I venture out into the market. Nadia has always been kind and polite to me, though I am not too sure if she’d regard me as a ‘friend’ just yet ... And I don’t think Muriel likes me very much, unfortunately.” 

28. What are your thoughts on pie?

“Aha, I’m not picky at all when it comes to saccharine treats, I pretty much think they’re all savory, cakes, pies, candies, etc. Though that doesn’t mean I indulge myself in them of course, haha. Certainly could do without anymore junk in the trunk” 

29. Favourite drink?

“Something known as the Parzian fizzy yogurt drink, basically exactly what the name says, plain yogurt mixed with carbonated water, with a pinch of salt and some mint to top it off.” 

30. What’s your favourite place?

“I don’t have one favorite place, to be honest ... Basically any place that is picturesque, serene, and allows me to pacify my nerves and be alone with my thoughts and away from the commotion of the general public, I guess. And I also must admit that the forbidden gardens in the abandoned courtyard that I visited with Julian that one time were quite lovely, I certainly wouldn’t mind revisiting that place.” 

31. Are you interested in anyone?

“Er ... W-well, I’m interested in a lot of people! Each and every individual has their own intriguing persona, a-after all ... Especially those towering, swaggering, cockily grinning types who tease yet become tomato-blushing, flustered messes the instant you give them even the smallest sample of their own medicine.” 

32. That was a stupid question…

“Ah, no, not really actually...” 

33. Would you rather swim in a lake or the ocean?

“The lake, at least I’m less likely to be encountering any aquatic creatures bearing sharp teeth in a freshwater body as opposed to the saline, haha. Also already having to experience one type of “shark week” is more than enough.” 

34. What’s your type?

“Er ... Well, I guess just someone who’s kind, sincere, considerate, with a good sense of humor. Because honestly, even if someone is generally perceived as being ‘classically attractive’ or whatnot, it really matters little if their personality is unpleasant or lacking in general. To be honest, I really don’t have a specific ‘type’ so to speak...” 

35. Any fetishes?

Something of a dumbfounded expression appears on the apprentice’s face, though she is quick to vehemently shake her head. “What? Uhhh .... no? Not that I ... know of? No. Ahem, next question, if you please.” A crimson hue proceeds to engulf her cheeks. 

36. Camping or outdoors?

“Uhh ... wait, camping takes place outdoors? ... Unless you mean camping vs. just walking about and enjoying the outdoors in general, in which case I must say the latter. Just ... the thought of all sorts and species of creepy crawlies clambering over me while I’m trying to sleep in a tent would make camping the less preferable option.” 

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Tagging: @plague-doctor-jules​ @conceitedxglory​ @nevivorona​ @asrage​ @humortremors​ @caesiis​ @unlicensedmartyr​ @bluemoontm​ @mnemosys​ @bitters-enthusiast @strsha

Questions: 

1. What is your name?

2. Do you know why you’re named that?”

3. Are you single or taken?

4. Have any abilities or powers?

5. Stop being a Mary Sue.

6. What’s your eye colour?

7. How about your hair colour?

8. Have any family members?

9. Oh! How about pets?

10. That’s cool, I guess, now tell me something you don’t like.

11. Do you have any hobbies/activities that you like to do?

12. Have you ever hurt anyone in any way before?

13. Ever… killed anyone before?

14. What kind of animal are you?

15. Name your worst habits?

16. Do you look up to anyone?

17. Are you straight, gay, or bisexual?

18. Do you go to school?

19. Ever wanted to marry and have kids one day?

20. Do you have any fans?

21. What are you most afraid of?

22. What do you usually wear?

23. What’s one food that tempts you?

24. Am I annoying to you?

25. Well, it’s still not over!

26. What social class are you?

27. How many friends do you have?

28. What are your thoughts on pie?

29. Favourite drink?

30. What’s your favourite place?

31. Are you interested in anyone?

32. That was a stupid question…

33. Would you rather swim in a lake or the ocean?

34. What’s your type?

35. Any fetishes?

36. Camping or outdoors?

[keischreiber]

Thank you for the offer love! Mine would be Levi in character as much as possible. I welcome creative liberties when it comes to portraying Levi in a relationship but I'm especially fond of his sardonic humor, which I believe he would use even in a love letter. Is it possible to make it a confession? Let me know if you need anything, or if you'd like one in return from Reiner 💜

Thank you so much for waiting, and I hope that you enjoy it. The Levi in my head being an awkward romantic. Excuse him. xD

[writingforcamelot]

Tagged by @thiefcat-niao, with whom i gallivant to far-off bookstores in the middle of ass-fuck-nowhere and marvel at atem’s fine ass with

Things you’ll find in my bag: keys, liquid lipstick, usually some eyeliner, my tarot deck (this thing is literally on me at all times its a problem), my laptop, water bottle, inhaler, duct tape (test me. do it. its there, in my bag. always.), also. lemon. sprout. cookies.

Things you’ll find in my room: an unbelievable amount of antique books, manga, my ps4, at least one meowing floof at all times, a space heater (super necessary for me and kitties who appreciate warmth), like fifteen borrowed books from friends stacked up on my dresser i should probably return at some point, sometimes I’ll splurge and get myself some flowers or live catnip for my bedside

Things I’m into: writing, sometimes, when i occasionally get over my fear of the keyboard, plotting theoretical stories with my gf and entourage of best friends, rp-ing the Gay Stuff™ with @larxicana, reading fic, eating fast food, frolicking into awkward situations, trivial pursuit and other q&a games

My favorite things: my beautiful friends that are absolutely stuck with me for life, my insane collection of tea, fountain pens and assorted inks, the color grey, rainy days, open spaces, the woods, cuddles, spending late evenings talking with my best friends, and speaking of, oh my god i love to talk to people a lot??? like, that’s a new thing about me i’ve discovered, but I adore my retail job solely because of how many people I get to talk to. where did shy me go, she was here like six months ago but also good riddance

Things on my to do list: tem tem go to colleg, making sure i stay on the honors scholarship (god help me), moving out, cleaning my monstrous habitat I call a room, actually finishing a fic

Tag Five People (okay I know three people sue me):

@larxicana

@chaosvox

@ratt9-is-totally-lame

If any of my followers want to do it, please do!

[agapemastiffs]

Gentle Giants with Gigantic Hearts: A Look at English Mastiff Females and Their Adorable Offspring

So, You want to bring an English Mastiff female into your life? Brace yourself for a tidal wave of cuteness, loyalty, and… well, let's be honest, a whole lot of fur. These gentle giants aren't just dogs; they're living teddy bears with a regal air and a penchant for slobbery greetings (because drool is a way of life with these majestic creatures). But here's the thing – are you Team Male English Mastiff or Team Female English Mastiff? This article will delve into the world of the lady Mastiff, exploring her unique personality traits and how they translate to both adulthood and puppyhood.

The English Mastiff Matriarch: A Gentle Giant with a Guarded Heart

Female English Mastiffs are known for their calm demeanor and unwavering loyalty. They're not your average lapdogs – they're more like living ottomans with a heart of gold. Don't mistake their calmness for laziness though – these intelligent pups are capable thinkers who crave a strong, consistent leader (that's you!). Early socialization and training are crucial to building a trusting bond with your Mastiff matriarch. Once that bond is established, you'll gain a fiercely loyal companion who will happily follow you anywhere (as long as there's a comfy spot to rest their giant head at the end of the journey).

The Guardian Instinct: Built-in Security System (But with a Selective Hearing Option)

These ladies are bred for guarding, and their protective instincts are strong. They'll bark with the gusto of a disapproving opera singer at anything suspicious, whether it's a rogue tumbleweed or a mail carrier just trying to do their job. While their impressive bark is enough to deter most, continued socialization is key. Dog parks, walks in different neighborhoods, and introducing them to new people will ensure their guard dog tendencies don't morph into over-protectiveness. 

However, remember that independent streak? Don't be surprised if they decide to guard the house in their own unique way, which might involve ignoring your frantic calls to come inside when a suspicious squirrel appears (because let's face it, squirrels are clearly cunning and potentially dangerous creatures in a Mastiff's mind).

Myth Busting: The (Relatively) Gentle Drool Deluge

Compared to some other giant breeds, female English Mastiffs are considered less prone to excessive drooling. Sure, there will be slobbery toys and the occasional beard acquired through enthusiastic greetings, but it's nowhere near the Niagara Falls situation you might encounter with a St. Bernard. Think of it as a built-in self-lubricating system for those impressive head rolls (and a constant reminder to keep a supply of drool rags handy).

The Upkeep of a Gentle Giant: Think Big on Exercise and Love

Taking care of a female English Mastiff requires dedication (and a strong back). These active pups (well, active for their size) need plenty of exercise – walks, playtime, and activities that challenge their minds. A bored Mastiff is a recipe for destructive chewing and excessive barking. Think of them as royalty with a gentle spirit and a need for moderate exercise, and you'll be on the right track. Positive reinforcement training is key, as they respond best to praise, treats, and patience.

The Mastiff Munchkin Brigade: Adorable Floofs with a Taste for Mayhem

Now, let's talk about those irresistible English Mastiff puppies! Both male and female pups are bundles of cuteness with a tendency to trip over their oversized paws and leave muddy paw prints the size of dinner plates. However, the female English Mastiff puppy might be slightly less boisterous than their male counterparts. They'll still wrestle with their siblings and explore their world with boundless enthusiasm, but they might be a touch more receptive to training from the get-go.

Conclusion: A gentle giant that deserves love

Whether you choose a male or female English Mastiff, you're getting a magnificent dog with a rich history and a heart overflowing with affection. However, female English Mastiffs offer a unique blend of calmness, loyalty, and independence that can be a perfect fit for the right owner. Living with a female English Mastiff is certainly not ordinary.

They'll turn heads wherever they go, you'll constantly answer questions about their size (prepare to educate the masses about these amazing Molosser dogs!), and be prepared for the occasional "OMG, is that a horse?!" (Let's just spread awareness about these gentle giants). But through the occasional drool puddle, the enthusiastic greetings that leave you slightly windblown, and the never-ending battle against fur tumbleweeds, you'll gain a loyal, loving companion who will enrich your life in ways you never imagined.

So, if you're looking for a canine companion who will be your loyal shadow, your walking cuddle monster (with a side of drool), and a gentle guardian for your home, then a female English Mastiff might just be your perfect match. Just remember, with great cuteness comes great responsibility (and a never-ending supply of drool rags, lint rollers, and toys built to withstand the power of a gentle giant's chew). 

But trust us, the love, laughter, and companionship a Mastiff brings are more than worth the extra effort. Welcome your future gentle giantess to the home – she's ready to reign over your heart with a quiet dignity and a love as big as her size.

A Watchful Protector: For The Progression Of The Ages

Mastiffs, gentle giants with ancient roots, come in various breeds. Loyal guardians with calm temperaments, they require ample space, training, and experienced owners due to their size and strength. Though some breeds have wrinkles, all Mastiffs offer a lifetime of devotion.

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Poros are like orks with their belief into reality thing

Are similar! Orks are a little different. Orks have collective psychic abilities, which allows them to do things via psychic projection, essentially. Poros not work that way really. 

Poros work more on Mage the Ascension logic, with the idea of reality paradigms. Essentially, the gods stopped the incursion of a great old one from the void by creating poros. Poros, being adorable floofs, changed the laws of reality around them, essentially making it impossible for a void creature to exist there. This was done with pretty basic logic: poros are good, therefore the place where poros are is good, therefore everything there must be good. As such, the very existence of poros  makes void creatures unable to function, and it’s why they’re anthema. 

The key thing to note is that poros don’t really consciously do anything themselves the way orks do. Also, they effect things differently; for example, Braum is basically immortal because the poros think of him in the present tense, that is to say, he is friend of the poros, the title they came up with for him. Is very official! Also it’s why the poro king is the biggest and most snuggly, because the poro idea of a king is the one embodying the best traits. Or perhaps their first interaction with a human king was one that was biggest of the humans, so therefore the poro king is the biggest. And even if they met evil kings or small kings, the idea of the poro king being the poro king is in their head already. 

This also explains why poros just seem to be able to do things, or break reality occasionally. Poros believe they can do it, and that power of collective belief translates into reality allowing them to do it. 

Why can poros not be harmed? Because poros don’t think anything would want to harm a poro, thus nothing is trying to harm a poro, thus nothing can harm a poro because whatever being done is not intended to harm the poro, so it doesn’t. Essentially, reality reorients itself around the poros because the poros are divine creations of the gods that were made to do that. 

It doesn’t extend to anyone else though. Poros cannot, say, rapidly change their beliefs, and their collective nature means that most beliefs are pretty ingrained inside of them. They are also simple, because this sort of collective belief system works less and less the more complex thoughts become. 

Most individual poros fit the poro ‘mold’ as it were, though obviously poros are able to change. This is why Riceball does things that no other poros do, because he is derp and he is so derp and innocent that his beliefs are true for him. Conversely, poros don’t seem to age at all, but Woolbur is an old poro because poros think all wizards are old and wise, and Snowball and the baby poros don’t seem to get older until they think they should, because poros don’t really age naturally.

Basically, poros are made of migraine if you’re trying to figure out how they work. My headcanon is that Viktor and Jayce did everything they could to keep anyone studying poros when they were working together because once a poro shows up a whole lot more appear and suddenly they’re everywhere. 

Still, poros are harmless buggers, because they’re snuggly and adorable and innocent. They’re made of equal parts innocence, valor, and kindness after all. 

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✮ ━ top three favorite muses that you’ve played☾ ━ how many pets do you own? if none, what kind of animals do you like?♣ ━ share five random facts about yourself

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Harder than it seems because low key, I love all of them though except for my female muses. I am incredibly horrible with playing female muses. Top three.. First place goes to Kim Jeong-Ki (my first official muse that I created about 3 years ago when I really started to rp), Lee Yong-Joon (my second-ish muse because he was really a side character in the beginning), and Jung Yeong-Su. Though of course anticipation for new muses coming, I always have to take into account so changes my happen. 

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I used to have a 3-4 month old chihuahua named Oreo. One of my dad’s friend had puppies from his dog so he decided it would’ve been cool to give some away to his friends. So as a surprise, my dad brought my the chihuahua and it was all good and happy for kid me. Because of financial problems and the amount of stress it was putting on my parents to take care of. A lot of care had to be put tot he dog so we decided to bring him back to my dad’s friend’s place. Now that we are stable financially and we have quite a bit of time. I would love to have a nice big guard dog. Preferably a German Shepard or a husky, though huskies quite on high maintenance, especially living in California. It can be hot and at the same time, I want a big floof with awesome soft fur sooo ;; A German Shepard would be my pick.

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1. Throughout time, a lot of people probably know my despise on how some idols fcs are portrayed in krpc. I am a person that prefers realism and sense, excluding supernatural stuff, that’s a totally different subject. But! Having a fc that I love, who is a complete cinnamon bun and cute. Young in their early 20s or 18. They are portrayed as this bad-ass gang leader for example, with people older than them working for them. To me, it just breaks the realism aspect for me, but they do what they like! Just don’t get me involved is all.

2. It is a huge pattern on my personal and rp blog with wanted opposites. I have a preference on who I look and usually it only comes down to like 5 girls I look at. Majority of this blog and the personal blog, you’ll have a 80% ratio over other faces. Majority of the blog, you’ll most likely see a Bae Suzy, Jung Eunji, Im Jinah, Krystal Jung, Im Yoona. Then the 15% is other people that i occasionally reblog. And 5% memes. 

3. Originally, this blog used to be filled with western muses. After about a month I believe, I ended up scrapping it up to add Korean muses. It was strictly Korean muses for a long time until maybe a few months ago, I ended up adding a DJ Cotrona fc back!

4. My method on how I use Photoshop, trial and error. I never really got taught how to do things except reading posts and videos then it was trial and error. Still going strong with my method! So far, I know I improved a lot with my skills compared to when I first started. When I first had Photoshop, all I did was swap faces on people. 

5. And I totally forgot this and I don’t know why I didn’t even bring it up the first place. I am in love with Kim Woo Bin, my man crush that I’d totally marry. Full homo because good lord he’s perfect ;-; He has all the traits I love. Nice sharp jaw, packing toned body, intense glares, and very nice eyebrows. I usually have a set type of who I like personally. Most likely mean looking people who can pull off a nice resting bitch face. I absolutely love it.

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✩ I'll literally send you them all

The Ultimate Ship Meme!

Disagreements:

Who is more likely to raise their voice? Mako does, but only slightly. It’s not even at all often.Who threatens to leave but never actually does? Neither. There is literally no possible way they could do that to each other.Who actually keeps their word and leaves? See above: Legit impossible.Who trashes the house? Unless Floof is running abound, neither.Do either of them get physical? Nope. Literally the only time that happens if when trying to grab the other to prevent them from doing something stupid, like grabbing a wrist.How often do they argue/disagree? Not often at all? It’s usually over each others’ safety, like Takeru not wanting her to follow him into danger in Link VRAINS and Mako refusing to let him get hurt/go in without her support.Who is the first to apologise? Tiiiiied~

Family:

Do your muses plan on having children/or have children? Mako would love to have kids someday, but this is definitely NOT a conversation Takeru is up for at all nope cue the fireball walking on out for headphones-If so, how many children do your muses want/have? Mako wouldn’t mind one- Again, getting Takeru to think of being a parent is like asking him how fast he can shove his head underground and pretend he’s not there.Who is the favorite parent? Takeru inches out on top! He’s fun and bouncy and definitely down to play with the kids before Mako can even blink~!Who is the authoritative parent? Mako, though honestly when he needs to be Takeru’s not too far behind her.Who is more likely to allow the children to have a day off school? Takeru~ Kinda hard not to cave when they have puppy eyes and he spent ten years skipping most of his classes-Who lets the children indulge in sweets and junk food when the other isn’t around? Takeru mostly, though Mako’s way more than guilty~Who turns up to extra curricular activities to support their children? They both do!Who goes to parent teacher interviews? Both, definitely both~Who changes the diapers? Mako. Occasionally she can get Takeru to do it, but he tends to shy away from it a good 80% of the time.Who gets up in the middle of the night to feed the baby? Slightly more him- Takeru’s an understand and loving husband, and once he knows how to feed and hold the baby he’d definitely urge Mako to go back to sleep. He’s got this. Also totally helps he’s an awesome dad. Who spends the most time with the children? They’re pretty even Who packs their lunch boxes? They both do! Mako cooks, but Takeru does all the rearranging and packing~Who gives their children ‘the talk’? KUSANAGI-Who cleans up after the kids? Mako. Takeru’s usually still playing with them by then. XDWho worries the most? Takeru. His own childhood is something that occasionally pokes at him as a reminder - It’s hard not to.Who are the children more likely to learn their first swear word from? Uncle Yusaku.

Affection:

Who likes to cuddle? They both do~ Cuddling is a definite thing for them, and often~Who is the little spoon? Mako~ Both because small and because she loves being wrapped up in his warmth~Who gets naughty in the most inappropriate of places? Mako’s a bit ore guilty of this- It’s an accident, she swears!Who struggles to keep their hands to themself?  They both do? Because they’re so cuddly to begin with, they’re usually being affectionate just about anywhere they’re allowed to, even if it’s something as small as holding hands while walking down the street or waiting in like at the store.How long can they cuddle until one becomes uncomfortable? At least an hour. Even then it’s not so much uncomfortable as it is “hey can you move my leg’s asleep” before they’re right back into it-Who gives the most kisses? More than tied- Maybe just slightly Mako?What is their favourite non-sexual activity? Cuddling! Also messing around in Link VRAINS and dueling~Where is their favourite place to cuddle? The couch, because then they’re near everything they need, and there’s also the TV, cat, music, games- And a comfortable place to cuddle Who is more likely to playfully grope the other? Tied? They try not to in public but in private..How often do they get time to themselves? If there’s nothing else going on, like a need to go into Link VRAINS or watching over their hermit crab of a friend or visiting Rin, then they’re off doing their own thing together - So… Often?

Sleeping:

Who snores? Neither~If both do, who snores the loudest? Neeeeither~Do they share a bed or sleep separately? Share a bed!If they sleep together, do they cozy up together or lay far apart? Cozy up! Mako loves that Takeru’s a bit like a human heater, so she’s always snuggling into him the moment they hit bed Who talks in their sleep? Somewhat Takeru, though that’s when he’s having a nightmare, really.What do they wear to bed? While Mako likes to hijack Takeru’s sweatshirt and old t-shirt to lounge in and will occasionally sleep in them, generally she has her own nightshirts and nightgowns she’ll hit bed in. Takeru usually falls back on a t-shirt and lounge pants the majority of the time.Are either of your muses insomniacs? Not.. Really? There’s nights they stay up late just because, but that’s not too often and they’re quick to sleep after. Takeru does get nightmares though and wakes up in a panic, and if Mako’s not there to help him relax again, he could be up for a while.Can sleeping pills be found by the bedside? Not on the bedside, but Mako does eventually buy a bottle of herbal sleep aids and keep them in the bathroom, for nights Takeru just can’t get back to sleep after one of his nightmares. She’s also bought herbal tea, too, in hopes it’ll help him sleep deep enough they won’t bother him.Do they wrap their limbs around each other or just lay side by side? Wrap their limbs around each other Who wakes up with bed hair? They both do, though it’s only Takeru’s Mako likes~Who wakes up first? Usually Mako; she likes waking him up to a warm breakfast~Who prepares breakfast in bed for the other? Mako does once in a while, but so does Takeru - Especially after they marry and have kids. What is their favourite sleeping position? Snuggling, spooning, and generally just curling into each other~Who hogs the sheets? Takeru. Mako’s not sure how this happens when he’s the heater-Do they set an alarm each night? They try to, but often forget. Cuddle first, alarm later!Can a television be found in their bedroom? Eventually a small one can, along with a DVD player built in. Movie nights!Who has nightmares? Takeru, without a doubt. Even so long after the Lost Incident, it’s still affecting him and Mako’s always right there when he wakes from them for comfort.Who has ridiculous dreams? Maaaaaaako~Who sprawls out and takes up most of the bed? Takeru does sometimes, though most of the time this happens it’s a joke.Who makes the bed? Mako, with help most days from Takeru What time is bed time? Really whatever time they happen to get there? Mako tries to be reasonable on it and claim no later than midnight, but once they start pretty much living together that’s chucked out the window.Any routines/rituals before bed? Mako checks on the cat while Takeru checks to make sure everything’s locked up tight. There’s teeth brushing (usually together) before they crash, too, and occasionally a movie or a game, but otherwise not really? Who’s the grumpiest when they wake up? Takeru~

Work:

Who is the busiest? Mako~Who rakes in the highest income? They might be a bit tied-Are any of your muses unemployed? Nope! Who takes the most sick days? Takeru, because the only time Mako allows herself to call out is when she’s forced to stay in bed or pregnant and close to her due date~Who is more likely to turn up late to work? Possbly Takeru~ Mako can’t let herself be late~Who sucks up to their boss? Neither- Mako did while working for Kusanagi, though. XDWhat are their jobs? Mako’s a teacher after working a bunch of odd part-time jobs and having a steady one with Kusanagi at Cafe Nagi. School… Kindda prohibits part time jobs tho, Sorry Takeru-Who stresses the most? Mako, hands down XDDo your muses enjoy or despise their careers/occupations? Totally enjoy!Are your muses financially stable?They are- mako makes sure of it

Home:

Who does the washing? Mako~Who takes out the trash? Takeru! Who does the ironing? Mako dooooes~Who does the cooking? MAKO. Takeru’s not allowed to without her nearby.Who is more likely to burn the house down just trying? Have you met Takeru?Who is messier? Takeru, just slightly~Who leaves the toilet roll empty? Neither-Who leaves their dirty clothes on the floor? Both guilty, but they’re also quick to pick them up again~Who forgets to flush the toilet? Neither.Who is the prankster around the house? Oooh they both are- It’s always harmless pranks, though Who loses the car keys when it comes time to go somewhere? They’ve both done it? Again it’s not often~Who mows the lawn? When they actually have a house? XD Takeru.Who answers the telephone? They both do, but it gives Mako the warm fuzzies to heard ‘Homura household’ after they’ve married Who does the vacuuming? They switch off~Who does the groceries? For big runs to the store, they both do. For smaller things, it all depends on who’s out, but Mako likes planning meals with Takeru Who takes the longest to shower? Mako. Her hair’s so much longer it takes her more time @w@Who spends the most time in the bathroom? Still Maaako~

Miscellaneous:

Is money a problem? Nope! They’re pretty good on how they spend it and know how to save~How many cars do they own? Eventually, just one. Public transportation is a thing, after all, and they have feet.Do they own their home or do they rent? Rent, but it’s definitely doable rent.Do they live near the coast or deep in the countryside? Both! The coast is in the countryside XDDo they live in the city or in the country? More than likely, if they’re not settled in Den City, they’ve headed back to their hometown. It’s not too far out, but it’s still a pretty decent distance to travel.Do they enjoy their surroundings? They do~ What’s their song? Set me on Fire - Thousand Foot CrutchWhat do they do when they’re away from each other? It’s not all that easy to find them seriously apart, but they.. Live? There’s work, school, homework- But the longer they’re apart the more it builds. Times like when he’s gone home to his grandparents are long enough periods that he can expect Mako there waiting for his train and ready to shower him in affection for the next week. Where did they first meet? Off in their quiet countryside hometown~How did they first meet? Through Kiku, actually - Kiku’d offered to show Mako around shortly after she moved to town, but neither one of them expected a tour to have them bump into Takeru, either. Still took a while before they really got into a friendship~Who spends the most money when out shopping? Mako~ She likes spoling Takeru XDWho finds it amusing when the other trips over? Neither?Any mental issues? Takeru has PTSD and panic attacks.Who’s terrified of bugs? Mako, though I wouldn’t exactly call it terrified-Who kills the spiders around the house? TAKERU-Their favourite place? There’s the piers back in their hometown, and Kusanagi’s truck- The park is nice too?Who pays the bills? Tag team!Do they have any fears for their future? Right now, their main concern is making sure they have a future, and keeping an eye out for Flame and Ai.Who’s more likely to surprise the other with a fancy dinner? Mako~Who uses up all of the hot water? Mako, because of cooking XDWho’s the tallest? Takeru. Just… Takeru.Who’s more likely to just randomly hop into the shower with the other? Both BEYOND guilty XDWho wanders around in their underwear? Takeru’s done it a couple times, but then so has Mako-Who sings the loudest when singing along to the radio? Mako; Takeru generally just laughs and pulls her over for cuddles What do they tease each other about? EVERYTHING. There is literally nothing they won’t tease each other on. XDWho is more likely to cringe at the other’s fashion sense at times? Mako. Have you seen Soulburner? Just- Why Takeru-Do they have mutual friends? Just about every friend they have is a mutual friend? Kiku, Kusanagi, Yusaku-Who crushed first? More than likely Mako, for a while before she noticed it.Any alcohol or substance related problems? Nope~Who is more likely to stumble home, drunk, at 3am? neither-Who swears the most? Possibly Takeru? Moreso Yusaku when spending the night at their house-