#oh sakuverse brothers

[soscarlett1twas]

there is a very, very small part of me that thinks, and mayhaps even worries, that saku is going to fourth wing us and reveal that the original earis is alive

[belladonnadawn]

Sakuverse men if someone kicks their seat during a plane ride

Hcs about them during an annoying flight! ft. Isaac Rhoades, Xanthus Claiborne, Andrew Marston, Kayson Mayer, Dontis, Jonah, and Elias

Isaac

Trips overseas through plane is quite common for Isaac since he usually needs to meet up with a client or finish an assignment during those trips.

First class type of man (probably has a private jet).

That meant that he needed his undivided focus during those trips.

And tough luck, he wasn't able to achieve those as he felt a movement on his seat coming from behind him.

Isaac would pause, making sure that his seat was actually moving and it's not his fatigue catching up to him.

Once he confirmed that someone is kicking his seat, he'd sigh and turn to them.

"Are you... kicking my seat?"

"Sorry..."

"Please don't."

Will give them a "I'm not mad just disappointed" look.

Xanthus

We all know that he's the number one plane lover /j

Of course he flies first class.

His only plan is to sleep and get over with it, praying that his annoyance won't amplify or people won't bother him.

But God's probably on a day off because they did not hear his prayers.

Xanthus will try to gather all his patience and strength to calm himself down as he felt someone kick his seat.

Would look back at them and definitely stare them down.

"Don't kick my seat."

"Sorry."

Would try to clear his head, but if it continues, he'd definitely talk to them again, but this time he'll show how he's NOT playing.

"I compell you—!"

Kayson

He's probably excited to go back and see his mom and brothers.

Would talk about them so much, he'd also probably explain what he got for them and why.

Flies economy.

Probably in a good mood so much that small inconveniences won't bother him.

Unfortunately, this time it does.

Kayson will be confused, he'd probably wait for a few second to confirm if it's true.

And it is.

He'd probably try and look behind him multiple times to check if someone is truly kicking his seat.

Would be obvious to the person kicking his seat.

If that didn't work, he'd turn to them with an awkward smile.

"Hey, uh, so you're kicking my seat..."

"Oh, sorry."

"It's fine."

Would let out the biggest sigh of relief once it stopped.

Andrew

This guy needs a break from everything, especially after what happened.

And of course, a vacation might aid that.

Business class since he probably saved up enough money for it and he wants to treat you too.

Unfortunately, people are people.

Would take a deep breath, he already dislikes it when people fidget and now someone's kicking his seat?

Andrew would clear his throat and turn to them.

"Excuse me, are you kicking my seat?"

"Oh, I didn't notice. Sorry."

"I understand, please don't do that again."

Would shake his head like a disappointed dad.

Dontis

This man's a traveler, type of man who wants to experience the world and connect with others and their culture.

First class (what he deserves)

He'd probably tell you stories about his trips too and makes sure that you're comfortable during the ride.

Sadly, he's not the comfortable one.

Will look behind him once he feels those kicks.

He doesn't let small matters get to him, unless it reaches to a certain point.

Dontis would probably be polite with it.

"Excuse me, but I noticed that you're kicking my seat." "Oh, I'm so sorry!" "No, it's okay. Just don't do it again. Thank you."

Jonah

Convinced you to go on a vacation with him and ditch that fuckass bar. What a man.

Economy in a decent airline.

Had his itinerary and plans ready so once you guys landed, you're good to go.

Jonah probably has a switch or any gaming device to keep himself entertained.

At first, he probably won't care since he's too immersed. But as it goes on, it will bother him so much, he'll blame his loses on the person kicking his seat.

Would sigh and turn around.

"Hey, please don't kick my seat. It's really bothering me." "Sorry." "Thanks."

Elias

Trips are either an order from his father or he just wants to get away.

Definitely first class or private jet.

Books window seat so he can daydream and feel like he's in a music video as he listens to his playlist that he specifically made for the trip.

Once he feels those kicks, he'd sigh.

Would turn around, take his headphone off, and look at them from head to toe before sitting back to their seat.

Won't even try to hide the fact that he's irritated.

If it continues, he'll face them again.

"Hey, so your feet is kicking my seat." "Sorry."

Sighs so loud and leans back to his seat hard enough to send a message.

[peppymintdreams]

The Sakuverse Daycare

Oh yall thought that was it? Nah we got more lil babies

It was an unusually warm morning at Little Adventurers Daycare. The soft pastel walls, toy blocks, and miniature furniture created a space where imagination ran wild, and five unique toddlers filled the room with their laughter, curiosity, and energy.

Luca, the smallest and youngest of the group, toddled around with a little truck clutched in his tiny hands. His dark curls bounced with each step as he pushed the toy across the carpet. “Vroom vroom!” he exclaimed, his bright eyes wide with wonder. Every now and then, he'd pause, his gaze fixed on something new—a colorful block, a soft cushion—and let out a delighted giggle.

Not far behind him was Elias, a little older and always full of energy. His messy black hair framed his face, and his brown eyes sparkled with a sense of adventure. Today, however, his gaze often flicked toward Luca. Even as Elias darted around the room, pretending to be a daring hero on a quest, he kept an eye on the little boy.

“Hey, Luca!” Elias called, running over and crouching beside him. “Let’s build a road for your truck!” His voice was enthusiastic, but there was an underlying gentleness, as if he wanted to make sure Luca was included and safe. Luca, wide-eyed, nodded eagerly, and together they began arranging blocks into a winding path.

Isaac, in a quiet corner of the room, sat cross-legged on the floor, carefully working on a puzzle. His dark hair fell neatly over his forehead, and his brown eyes were focused with quiet intensity. Each piece fit perfectly into place under his steady hands.

Across from him, Andrew sat at a small table, his honey-brown hair catching the sunlight as he colored a picture of a dinosaur. His concentration was just as intense as Isaac’s, and every stroke of his crayon was deliberate and precise. Occasionally, he glanced up, his eyes meeting Isaac’s with a quiet understanding. There was a calm, unspoken connection between them—a closeness that even at their young age felt natural, as if they had found in each other a quiet companion.

Isaac finished his puzzle and, with a small smile, made his way over to Andrew. Without a word, he settled into the chair beside him, picking up a crayon to join in the coloring. Andrew, not needing to speak either, slid a fresh sheet of paper toward Isaac, the two boys content in their shared silence, their movements in sync.

Meanwhile, Xanthus, sitting in the farthest corner of the room with a book in his lap, observed the scene with a quiet smile. His pale blonde hair and striking red crimson eyes gave him an otherworldly appearance, and there was always a sense of mystery about him. Today, his gaze shifted between the groups—Elias and Luca building their road, Isaac and Andrew lost in their quiet creativity.

After a moment, Xanthus stood and wandered over to where Isaac and Andrew were coloring. He gently placed a book on the table beside them, an offering of sorts. Isaac looked up, surprised, and gave Xanthus a small, appreciative nod. Andrew, always observant, smiled softly and shifted to make room for their quiet friend.

Back on the carpet, Elias watched as Luca’s truck bumped over the blocks they had arranged. “Be careful,” Elias said, his voice protective. When Luca stumbled slightly over one of the cushions, Elias was there in an instant, steadying him with a firm hand. “Gotcha! You okay?”

Luca nodded, his eyes shining with trust. “Okay!” he chirped, giving Elias a hug giggling as he resumed his play.

Elias stayed close, watching over Luca like a protective older brother. Even in their play, it was clear that Elias saw himself as Luca’s guardian—a role he embraced with pride.

Miss Peppy, the ever-watchful caregiver, moved around the room with a warm smile, taking in the scene. She noticed how Elias hovered near Luca, ready to catch him if he fell. She saw the quiet companionship between Isaac and Andrew, the way they seemed to understand each other without needing many words. And she observed Xanthus, who always seemed to know exactly where he was needed, offering his quiet presence to both groups.

As lunchtime approached, the toddlers began to wind down. Andrew and Isaac were the first to make their way to the snack table, settling side by side with their juice boxes and neatly arranged snacks. Elias helped Luca to his feet, guiding him toward the table with a steady hand on his back. “Come on, Luca. Let’s get some snacks,” he said, his tone soft but firm.

Xanthus followed, his quiet smile growing as he took a seat beside the others, his presence calming the group. The room, once filled with energetic chaos, now settled into a peaceful hum as the toddlers shared their snacks and soft chatter filled the air.

Miss Peppy watched from across the room, the sight of these little ones—so different in personality, yet already forming bonds that hinted at something deeper.

In this small playroom, amid the blocks and crayons, they were learning the most important lesson of all: how to be friends, how to care for one another, and how to find comfort in the quiet moments of connection.

And for now, that was enough.

[soscarlett1twas]

I'm currently working on two big AU fanfics, both labors-of-love for the Sakuverse... but I'm stuck on which to prioritize. So please, help me decide:

Option 1, "WYSG": Would be a collection of stories about both sets of parents, as well as Asirel and Vic. Covers the legacy of both families, how they live on through their children (Isaac and Elias), and secrets aplenty about Stockton. Also shenanigans.

Option 2, "TMAIKM": I'll admit, describing this as "Andrew finds his brother" is a tad misleading, but it's all I got without spoilers. Heavy focus on Andrew and his brother, their relationship with Christianity, grief, and... Luca! Oh, and Darling and Isaac are there too. Formatted like a short novel.

Both will eventually be written! (Hopefully, at least...) I just need to focus on one so, y'know, they actually get done.