#or a sign he’s not bothering with self-care if you prefer

[harrowharks-earing]

Leo: Yes Mikey, everything’s fine. Why do you ask?

Leo: *takes a bite of cold pizza*

Mikey: Dr. Feelings would like a word with you. NOW.

[knottyforlegoshi]

legoshi as your boyfriend; 

— so awkward when it comes to the object of his affection. he’s a guy who spends most of the time in his head. whoever catches his eye is subject to a ton of brooding stares, conversations that trail into silence as legoshi overthinks the next thing he’ll say. he comes off as hot and cold without realizing it. he spends more time fretting about possibilities rather than taking chances. but once he gets comfortable around you, you’re surprised by how easy he is to get along with.

— he absolutely melts at physical affection. if you’re a herbivore, of course it comes with his own reservations; he can’t be too careful with his strength. even if you’re a carnivore, he’s tense and unused to physical affection. but once he’s comfortable enough, he craves every bit of it. he won’t demand it from you, but you will notice his tail wagging when you reach for his hand in public, or when you pat his head.

— dates are usually lowkey affairs. he considers any prolonged time spent around you as a “date,” even if it’s something as mundane as shopping for groceries together. he prefers doing things at night, like staying up in bed to talk about the mundane, watching shows together, or perching on the roof to watch the stars; even though he’s acclimated to daytime, the evening is when legoshi is  most energetic. he also prefers secluded, private dates since he gets angsty around large crowds--his protective instincts kick in.

— gives great hugs once he’s in the habit of them. definitely the type to give you awkward “dad hugs” or pats on the back when you first start dating. but once he knows how to handle his strength, he likes to drag you into his lap and curl his tail around you. 

— his love language is most definitely acts of service and quality time. he struggles with wanting to tell you all the sappy things he thinks about you, like how your smile makes him forget all his worries, or how whole he feels when the warmth of your fingers brushes against his own. these are things he keeps close to his heart. instead, he tries to show you what he can’t tell you. if you have trouble reaching the top shelf, he lowers everything down for you so you can grab things. if you don’t like spicy food and the restaurant serves you something hot, he’ll offer to switch plates with you. he also just... enjoys being around you. the two of you don’t even have to be doing anything special. he could be feeding his insects and you could be on your phone. he just feels more at ease when you’re in his presence.  

— he’s incredibly stubborn and loyal to a fault. legoshi will never break up with you first. even if you two are going through a rough patch, he’s more worried that you’ll break up with him. this makes it a bit hard to have open communication with him. he’ll shove everything bothering him down if he could. even if he didn’t, he has a problem with idealizing his significant others. nothing really bothers him, though; he’s patient and understanding to a fault. unless, of course, you make him jealous...

— he feels the sting of jealousy incredibly easily. part of it stems from his insecurity--he’s aware he’s a reticent person, not the most expressive, and constantly worries that he’s not enough. the other part is that wolves are highly possessive by nature. when you’ve been together for awhile, you notice legoshi rubbing his scent on you. it’s subconscious at first--you mention you’ll be around other men, and legoshi’s rubbing his muzzle into the side of your neck. to other canines, it’s a sign that you’re taken.

— because of his fervent attempts to stay together, he gets blindsided by breakups. he doesn’t realize how much fretting about your perceived dissatisfaction with him might become a self-fulfilling prophecy. 

not sfw

— praise kink. god, he is the definition of praise kink. tell him how much of a good boy he’s been, and he’ll lick at you even more enthusiastically. he doesn’t like to admit to it, but he enjoys being recognized for his efforts. he likes knowing he’s worthy of your praise. 

— pleasing you really gets him off. legoshi could—and has—cum untouched just from the feel of your thighs clamping around his head, your moans in his ears, as he licks at your most sensitive parts.

— he isn’t aware he’s big until the sight of you grimacing in pain to take him.  then his size becomes a point of embarrassment for him. legoshi will actually get so upset to see you struggling to take him that he goes soft; it takes him awhile to learn to be okay with his natural assets. and lots of lube or slick.

— sex for him is very much a mental and emotional endeavor. he can’t truly let go and ignore his anxieties until he knows you’re his. because of that, i don’t think legoshi is the kind of guy to do casual sex. he needs to be in a committed relationship before he truly can let his guard down and give in to his baser urges.

— goes absolutely crazy when you go down on him. because he’s so inexperienced, he’ll literally cum with five seconds flat of your tongue on his cock. he has to take breaks from oral, regulate his breathing, think about feeding his pet beetle, etc. luckily, his refractory period isn’t that long, and he’s able to get hard again in a few minutes. 

— when he’s in a rut, god, he’s feral. it’s so unlike him, to absolutely lose control, but he can’t help it, especially if he’s partnered during his ruts. he does his best to inform you beforehand, explain that he doesn’t want to force you to be around him and that he has trouble controlling his urges, but none of that really prepares you for the ferocity and carnality that accompanies his ruts. for the first few days, he prefers to keep you in bed so he can fuck you nonstop. it’s really just pump and go again, pump and go for another round. he’s got insane stamina for days. after seemingly endless rounds of fucking though, at some point legoshi becomes aware of how sore you are, how exhausted you look. he takes pity on you and makes sure to wash you, bathe you, hug you, etc. 

  — in his rut, loves using his cum as extra lube to keep fucking you. he’s just a whooole different animal when in his ruts. 

— one of his less obvious turn-ons is when you pull on his tail. for some reason, it gets him hard like nothing else. pulling your tail as well. 

— he does enjoy the soft, squisher parts of you. resting his head on your chest, or your tummy, or thighs. he finds his own body to be hard, muscled, and unappealing. he much prefers a softer partner. 

— he really dreams about that super intimate, face-buried-in-your-chest, slow fucking. he definitely prefers it to jerking off. legoshi finds masturbation kind of... empty in comparison to sex with you. he will however resort to it if he’s in “male mode” and you’re not in the mood. 

[lovemomhatepolice]

carlos sainz nswf alphabet (part 1) (minors DNI!)

navigation taglist requests

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) Carlos is such a cutie! He may not look like that, but I beg to differ - anyone who knows him knows very well that this is only an appearance. Carlos is so into you that I think he would do something to himself than if you were to feel bad. Aftercare with him includes, of course, lots of hugs, gentle kisses and a hell of a lot of words of affirmation.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) This question has been asked before…. Carlos definitely likes his big “cojones” in him. Oh, but this is not the place to tell about it. Although maybe… what's too much to say? Carlos loves how he's able to completely fill you up, while you're one big ball of whiny mass. In general, I can say that Carlos is satisfied with his appearance. He knows his worth and is well aware of how damn handsome he is. Spanish genes - that's it.

And as for you, I can answer without hesitation that your buttocks. God! Carlos is such a sucker when it comes to your ass. He always but always has to have his hand on it. Sometimes he pats you, sometimes he pinches you. Whatever just has to do with it. That's why he often prefers to stand behind you or let you pass somewhere…. Yes, the behavior of a gentleman must involve something, right?

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) Nah, I don't feel like Carlos is someone who likes to mess around. But at the same time, when he sees his mess pouring out of you, oh I swear you have entangled him around your finger.

When, by a joint decision, you put aside condoms and started using pills, Carlos was incensed. The touch of skin-to-skin and the possibility of getting inside you, jesus.And the sight of your shared combined juices…. A different approach, however, is to end up on your face. Oh no, that's not what he's signed up for. Sperm on your face is not a sight he's a fan of, maybe because it makes him feel weird and it's like he doesn't respect you.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) He loves to fuck you in front of the mirror. Your double view in front of him, especially in the doggie position is something that makes him feel like he's going to fly away. He never said it explicitly, but the fact that your future ceiling in your shared bedroom will be a mirror should give you something to think about.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) Well, Carlos has had maybe three partners in his life? Of which he was with one of them for about six years, so he is definitely experienced, but without exaggeration. Aside from the women he has been in a relationship with, he has never had sex with someone else before or in between. He's the kind of man who perceives sex in a very private and sensual way, so it wasn't for him.

He knows what he's doing, totally knows what he's doing, and if he's not sure about something, the conversation will certainly not skip. You can be sure that he will take care of every detail.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) Did I mention that he loves your buttocks? Oh yes. So any position where he can grab them or look at them is most welcome. On a doggie? He loves it!!! Carlos has it in him that he likes to dominate, which doesn't bother you at all. He does it so well that, well - you are left to bend over and wait on your knees.

Or a reverse cowgirl. On the couch On the couch, it's the perfect position for him - he can still be dominant, but still give you a lot of leeway (which he also loves secretly)

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) That depends. Mostly, though, Carlos tries to give your moment some spice and depth, and not play around with some silliness. You are the person in this relationship who is sooner to say something silly or start giggling. However, the room for speech and giggles when Carlos fills your feminine sphere is rare, as moaning and begging him for more definitely prevails.

Well, unless we are talking about quick sex, then it will happen. Particularly when it takes place in one of the valets in the ferrari garage and there are some liquids flying down from the cabinets around you. Yeah...

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) Carlos has luscious hair. From a young age, his head is adorned with dark, strong and thick hair. The same with the hair all over his body. Nevertheless, he doesn't worry too much about it - hair is natural for every human being! But when it comes to the intimate sphere, Carlos has to be perfectly shorn there. Some hair is out of the question, especially since, unfortunately, it also grows quickly and densely there. He just doesn't like their presence next to his penis, and what's worse, as if it should be combined with sperm. Not a chance.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) Sainz adores intimacy.

He may not be as much of a romantic as Charles, but he can definitely show off. He likes to spice up your sexual experience with things like hot chocolate or making shots of tequila salt and lime between your breasts. It's crazy. But that's all Chili. Let's not hide - he also often lights the lamp around you and prepares you for a romantic evening for two with a glass of wine and quietly playing music that blends with your whimpers. J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) Carlos loves to masturbate in front of the mirror. As with your sex, the man likes to satisfy himself in front of the mirror. To be honest, he doesn't know why himself, it's just the way he is and it's over. And as for the frequency, he doesn't do it very often - if he wants a blowjob, for example, I think you already know it well yourself and don't leave your man in need. K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) Blindly? Yes, that's definitely it. Sometimes it's you, sometimes it's Carlos, but it's something he loves. The anticipation of what's going to happen. The touch with which he gently glides over your body or you over his. And when it's topped off with hot chocolate or a massage, my goodness, you're both in heaven.

Creampie. This is the second answer. As I mentioned before - Sainz loves to watch and feel the combination of your juices pouring out of you. Damn, it turns him on so much. L = Location (favorite places to do the do) In front of the mirror. Whether in your bedroom or, as it happens, in the restroom. You nevertheless have very many mirrors in your apartment, so it doesn't really matter to him. Carlos also likes to have sex on the floor. Oh jeez, since you bought a new fluffy carpet, in addition to lying there all the time, he still pulls you onto it and you are able to spend long, long hours there. M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) You in short skirts. How many times did you have to chastise him not to lift them up “accidentally”. Or he didn't lean you over the kitchen counter when you were in them and say hot things in your ear…. Or a new set of underwear. Carlos loves to go shopping with you - and when he has the opportunity to pick out new underwear for you (or just does it himself), he even drowns in happiness.

A/N: part two! enjoy :) i will be very pleased if you leave something behind - orders are open, and I am very close to 200 followers! maybe I can get in by the end of the week?

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[nyxs2]

Ma Meilleure Ennemie (pt 9/?)

There is a monster inside all of us. Whether you choose to acknowledge it or not, you are no exception.

Silco x fem!Reader

Rating: Explicit (18+, MDNI)

Word Count: 5,7K

Warnings: blood and violence, graphic violence, slight hints of reader's past, murder, description of deaths, delusions about dead people, attempted murder, threats, torture, kidnapping, canon-typical Silco violence, Silco POV

Set before the events of Act 2 of the first season of Arcane.

This chapter contains graphic descriptions of violence, proceed at your own risk.

Part 8

Silco's Pov ━━━━━━━༺༻━━━━━━━ The cigar smoke rose lazily, forming an opaque veil that clung to the low ceiling of the room. The lack of ventilation made the air heavy, saturated with the acrid scent of tobacco that seemed to seep into the walls, the wooden floor, and even the skin of anyone present. But no one complained. Complaining would be an act of stupidity. And in front of Silco, during those moments when he sat in silence, his expression neutral and molded by an unsettling self-control, the last thing anyone wanted was to test the limits of that man.

The cigar was the only thing that moved in his hands as his eyes remained fixed on the man before him. Tied to a chair, the unfortunate soul was unconscious, his pale face betraying significant blood loss but still alive — for now.

He took a slow drag from the cigar, the orange glow of the ember briefly illuminating his angular face. It was ironic, he thought. He, a man who had always taken what he desired, now found himself on the opposite side, dealing with the fact that someone had dared to steal from him. The thought almost made him smile, but there was no humor in his expression — only disdain.

Sevika had been efficient in her work, as always. The bodies in the apartment were identified as mercenaries, but that only raised more questions. Who had hired them? It didn't seem to be any of the chem-barons. Even in their arrogance and stupidity, they knew that challenging Silco was tantamount to signing their own death warrant. Besides, it wasn't their style; the barons preferred silent intrigues, subtle manipulations that maintained the facade of loyalty while they schemed in the shadows.

Perhaps it was a smaller player, some aspiring crime boss in Zaun trying to prove himself. Silco knew the type well — men desperate to gain relevance in a world that ignored them. And yet, something didn't add up. The operation seemed too specific. Calculated.

He took another drag, exhaling the smoke in a long breath as he considered another possibility. What if it wasn't about him? What if the target was her?

The thought bothered him more than it should. Absurdly, it didn't seem impossible — not after what he'd seen. She clearly had enough skill to survive an assassination attempt. Even so, it was hard to imagine anyone having a reason to pursue her so persistently. She had always seemed like someone who avoided major trouble, who preferred to stay out of the spotlight — until she met him. But Silco knew that life was rarely so simple.

He recalled something she had said once, with that firm tone and a gaze that seemed to pierce through his soul: "Men have this pathetic need to turn anything they desire into property." At the time, he had dismissed it as a generic comment, a reflection of her natural sarcasm. Now, the words felt different. Perhaps they made more sense than he cared to admit.

Men like him understood that need all too well. He was a living example of it.

Silco allowed a faint, cynical smile to curve his lips for a moment. "Property." It was almost ironic to apply that word to their relationship now, though technically, it wasn't wrong.

Perhaps the one who orchestrated this was someone who viewed her that way — someone who couldn't accept that she had retired from working at the brothel. An old client, perhaps, someone who couldn't stomach being discarded.

Silco took one last drag from his cigar before extinguishing it beneath the sole of his boot. The ember hissed faintly as it died out, but the air around him remained thick with tension and the promise of violence. He stood slowly, his movements deliberate, almost lazy, as his sharp eyes focused on the man tied to the chair.

Silco had dealt with situations like this before — collateral damage and potential problems eliminated before they became real threats. He had cleaned up the loose ends, eradicated clients he deemed problematic, all without her knowledge. To her, Silco was simply the man with Kate's blood on his hands, nothing more. In truth, there was much more, but he preferred his dove to remain in ignorance. Some truths were simply too inconvenient to be revealed.

The thought brought a brief flicker of satisfaction. She would never know. The deaths were a small price to pay to keep her safe — or at least, to keep her his, where she belonged.

"Wake him."

The command came out low but laced with authority. Sevika didn't hesitate for a second. She stepped toward the man with firm strides, her expression impassive, and delivered a sharp slap across his face. The sound of the impact echoed in the small space, followed by a muffled groan. The unfortunate soul's eyes flew open in a jolt, his breathing rapid and disoriented as he tried to grasp where he was. He struggled, pulling at his arms and legs, but quickly realized the bindings that held him to the chair. Only then did his gaze land on Silco.

Ah, that moment. Silco lived for moments like this. He saw the recognition in the man's face, followed by an overwhelming fear he couldn't hide. The wide eyes, the slight tremor in his hands. It was almost comedic, if it weren't so predictable.

The man swallowed hard, the sound audible even in the silence of the room. Oh, he knew. He knew exactly who he was dealing with, and the panic emanating from him was almost tangible. Silco stepped forward, the sound of his boots on the wooden floor marking each second, each frantic heartbeat of the man.

For a brief moment, the prisoner seemed to falter, as if calculating his chances of survival. Perhaps he would have preferred to die at her hands—the woman who nearly killed him. At least she might have granted him the mercy of a quick death. But Silco wasn't so generous. There was no honor in what he would do.

"So." Silco began, his voice low and deliberate, carrying a calm that was as deadly as any weapon. He tilted his head slightly, his eyes assessing the man as if he were something unworthy of even breathing. "Who sent you?"

The man opened his mouth, hesitant. "I... I don't know. I was paid, that's all. Just a simple job, you understand?"

Silco let an uncomfortable silence linger between them, his heterochromatic eyes fixed on the man with an overwhelming intensity. Then he turned his back on him, walking to a nearby table. His gloved fingers picked up his dagger, spinning it between them in a gesture that seemed distracted but was far from casual.

"That was the wrong answer." Silco turned his head slightly toward Sevika, a small but sufficient gesture. "Teach him the value of better answers."

Sevika smirked, that sly grin laden with sarcasm and anticipation. Without hesitation, she stepped forward and delivered a sharp punch to the man's stomach. The impact was brutal, forcing the air from his lungs in a groan of pain. He doubled over in the chair, restrained by the bindings, coughing as he tried to catch his breath.

"Oh, I didn't say to kill him, Sevika." Silco remarked casually, sitting back down with the dagger still in hand. He adjusted his jacket calmly, his eyes fixed on the man. "We still need him functional. For now."

"Of course, boss." Sevika responded automatically, but Silco could detect the faint amusement in her tone. She stepped back, standing like a shadow at his back.

The man was desperately gasping for air, coughing out broken words. "I swear... I don't know anything! I was just paid to... to take her... to the bridge. That's it. I didn't even know what they were going to do with the girl after I got paid."

Silco raised an eyebrow, leaning forward. "Take her to the bridge? Then who paid you?"

"I don't know!" the man cried, the desperation clear in his voice. "It was just... just a middleman. Some guy. I swear!"

Silco tilted his head again, his gaze cold and methodical, like a scientist examining a failed experiment. He sighed, as though lamenting the effort he was about to expend. "Sevika."

Before he had even finished speaking, Sevika was back in action. She grabbed the man's arm, twisting it until he screamed again. The sound was deafening, but Silco showed no reaction, waiting patiently for the man to stop yelling.

"Last chance." Silco said, his tone so calm it was almost a whisper. "If you keep giving me useless answers, I'll start to think your life isn't worth much. And Sevika isn't known for her patience."

"I... I don't know his name!" the man sobbed, his face drenched in sweat. "But... but he had a Piltover accent. He was... too refined to be in Zaun. He gave me a sack of coins and said to make sure she... that she was delivered alive."

The silence that followed was long. Silco allowed the words to hang in the air, a small curve forming on his lips. "Now we're getting somewhere. Continue."

The man hesitated, his lips trembling and his eyes darting nervously between Silco and Sevika. "He... he mentioned something about... a recoil. Said it would be the only time she'd be vulnerable."

"Recoil?" Silco repeated, each syllable laced with curiosity and threat. "Explain."

"I... I'm not sure!" the man hurried to reply, his voice trembling, barely audible. "He said we'd have to... sacrifice some men. That she... that she'd only let her guard down if forced. Something about creating a distraction. That's all he said, I swear!"

Silco allowed himself a moment of reflection. It confirmed something he'd suspected but hadn't been certain of until now. He had found who he'd been searching for years ago, though he wasn't entirely sure how he felt about this newfound certainty. Running his thumb along the edge of the dagger, he appeared deep in thought before looking up again.

"A plan this specific for what should've been a simple capture. Why?"

"I... I don't know!" the man whimpered, shaking his head in denial. "I swear, I don't know! They just told me to follow the plan. They didn't give me any explanations!"

"Wrong answer." Silco pronounced the words with a chilling coldness that made the man flinch before Sevika even moved.

Sevika, in her usual efficient manner, pulled a short knife from her belt and pressed the blade against the side of the man's arm. Not cutting him immediately, but making the threat tangible. "Perhaps this will refresh your memory." Silco commented, nodding toward Sevika. She pressed the knife hard enough for blood to begin seeping out, slow but visible.

The man cried out, his resistance shattering like glass under a hammer. "Please! Please! All I know is he said... she had a weakness! Something about... about her only holding out for ten seconds before retreating. I don't know what that means, I swear on my life!"

Silco narrowed his eyes, taking in every word. He knew there was a thread of truth in what the man said, but he also knew much more remained concealed. Slowly, he rose to his feet, the dagger firm in his grip.

"You're running out of usefulness." Silco remarked, his tone indifferent. He turned to Sevika. "Make him remember more details. I'm sure there's something buried in his memory."

Sevika smirked, that cruel, predatory smile that always preceded more pain. She sheathed her knife and grabbed the man's hand. Before he could protest, she twisted his fingers at an unnatural angle, the sharp crack echoing through the room as his scream filled the air.

"SHE'S A MONSTER!" he bellowed, pain and fear twisting every word. The declaration hung in the air, but Silco showed no immediate reaction. He simply stood there, motionless, dagger in hand, his eyes fixed on the man as if deciding his fate at that very moment. "And they want her back. At any cost!"

Silco's gaze narrowed. He raised a hand — a simple gesture that made Sevika step back, though she remained alert, her eyes locked on the man like a guard dog awaiting its next command. The silence Silco let fall over the room was calculated, suffocating. He advanced slowly, each step echoing against the old wooden floor. When he finally stopped in front of the man, he leaned in until their faces were nearly level.

"A monster, you say?" Silco paused torturously long. "Interesting choice of words."

"Please..." the man choked, trying to beg for mercy, but his dry throat made the words difficult. Silco tilted his head slightly, almost as if in childlike curiosity.

"Why don't you tell me where she is now? Where exactly was this 'monster' taken?"

The hesitation in the man's eyes was fleeting. The physical pain and overwhelming fear rendered him incapable of holding out any longer. He took a deep, shuddering breath before letting the words spill out as though each one was a confession of guilt. "A warehouse... still in Zaun... near the bridge. It's used as storage for a fireworks shop. Blue building." he paused for a moment, his eyes wide as if bracing for another blow from Sevika. "The delivery... is at dawn."

Silco remained silent, analyzing every word. He could detect lies with ease, and the man's desperation seemed genuine. He nodded slowly, straightening himself with an elegance that made the entire interrogation seem like a mere inconvenience to his night.

"Sevika." the mention of her name was all it took for her to step forward again. "Gather the men for a raid."

"Understood." Sevika replied with a curt nod, her gaze lingering on the man for a second longer, as though he were already a corpse, before she left the room. The door creaked as it shut, leaving Silco and the prisoner alone.

The man breathed heavily, his chest rising and falling erratically. His eyes, still wide with fear, briefly flickered with a glimmer of hope. Perhaps, just perhaps, he had said enough to be spared.

"You've been very... cooperative." Silco's voice came as a murmur, low, calm, but laden with something the man couldn't immediately identify as Silco straightened to his full height. "Indeed, you've saved me time and resources. For that, I thank you."

"So... so I can go?" the prisoner asked, his voice trembling but tinged with foolish optimism.

Silco tilted his head slightly, as if considering the question. He took another step forward, the tips of his shoes aligning with the congealed blood on the floor. "Of course." he said, almost in a whisper. "You're free, in a manner of speaking."

It was swift — so swift the man didn't have time to react. In one almost elegant motion, with the precision of a surgeon, the dagger Silco still held was plunged into the man's throat, precisely where it had struck before. The sound that escaped the prisoner was a mix of choking and gurgling as blood filled his trachea. He began to struggle futilely against the ropes binding him. The flicker of hope in his eyes was replaced by sheer terror and, finally, inevitable acceptance.

Silco gripped the dagger's hilt firmly, pushing it a bit deeper as he tilted his head to observe the man drowning in his own blood. He didn't look away for even a second, as though he were studying the process of his death with an almost academic interest. When the man finally stopped moving, Silco withdrew the dagger in one clean, precise motion. He gazed at the blood-soaked blade for a moment, as if assessing its effectiveness, before meticulously wiping it on the dead man's jacket.

"A monster..."

He repeated the man's earlier words about her, his voice a near-inaudible whisper. He allowed the silence to fill the room once more, the sound of blood dripping from the chair to the floor the only noise breaking the stillness.

"There's a monster inside all of us." ━━━━━━━༺༻━━━━━━━

[...]

It was raining.

An intense storm, the kind that even sent the rats scurrying for shelter. But there you were, standing in the middle of the bridge, staring at the raging river thrashing against its banks as if it wanted to break free. The sound of raindrops hitting the metal around you was constant, almost deafening, yet it didn't stop you from hearing the footsteps. Heavy, deliberate, as if their owner knew there was no need to rush. Soon, the drops of rain falling on you ceased, replaced by a different sound: the faint patter of droplets striking fabric and rusted metal.

An old, crooked umbrella hovered over your head.

"You're going to catch a cold like this." came Vander's deep voice, calm but laced with an implicit concern. He held the umbrella firmly toward you, letting the rain drench his shoulders and arms without hesitation.

You glanced at him sideways, raising an eyebrow. "How did you know I'd be here?"

"You're pretty predictable." he replied with that half-smile that always seemed to shoulder the weight of the world. A soft laugh escaped you, almost involuntarily, before you turned your face toward him. Despite the smile, Vander's eyes were heavy with worry. He always wore that expression around you, as if it were his duty to carry the burdens you preferred to hide.

"How's Violet?" you asked, changing the subject. "I heard she got into a fight."

"She's fine. Just a black eye. Nothing she can't handle."

"Did she win?"

"What do you think?" his tone carried a mix of pride and frustration. So typical of him. Then he let out a low chuckle, clearly trying to suppress a smile.

"You shouldn't have taught her that hook, Vander. The kid's a little fighter." you gave him a light slap on the shoulder, a gesture of camaraderie. "Give her a pair of gloves, and she'll solve half the Lanes' problems with her fists."

Vander made a visible grimace at your suggestion, as if your words had hit him in a way he didn't like. You knew exactly why. Ever since he'd taken on the role of Zaun's leader and protector, Vander had clung to the idea that peace was the only viable path. He'd left his fighting days behind and was trying, with all his might, to keep others from following the same path he once had.

You understood that. Respected it. 

But it wasn't your way. 

It never would be.

They didn't make you for peace.

"That's not how things should be solved." he said, his voice low but firm, like a father's. "Peace imposed by force crumbles in mere days."

Without a word, you took the umbrella from his hand. You didn't ask for permission, and he didn't resist. Yet instead of using it for yourself, you pushed it back toward him, letting the rain strike your skin again. It was cold, biting, but you stood still. 

"But for there to be peace, there must be war."

Vander remained silent for a moment. The sound of rain falling around you filled the void between words. He watched you with that look — part reprimand, part genuine concern. Crossing his arms, his brows furrowed, he held your gaze. There was no fear in your eyes. Maybe, in some way, you even hoped he would challenge you.

But Vander wasn't one to yield easily to emotion. He shook his head, letting out a sigh that seemed heavier than it should have been. 

"There's always another way, little one." he finally said, breaking the silence. His large, calloused hand rested on your shoulder with a gentleness that seemed impossible for someone of his stature. The touch was almost comforting. "The choice is always there... if you look for it."

"Not always."

You retorted without hesitation. Your gaze dropped to the ground, watching the puddles around your feet. The raindrops created concentric ripples, a brief but effective distraction. You knew he would understand. Vander always understood. And as expected, he didn't try to argue. Instead, his broad hand moved, covering yours as you still held the umbrella.

With a firm yet gentle motion, he adjusted the umbrella to shield both of you. "But you have that choice now." he said, his tone so calm that it made you look up at him. His voice carried something you couldn't ignore: hope. "You can't escape the past. But you can choose what you'll be from here on."

You couldn't tell if what was streaming down your face were tears or just the rain. Maybe both. The whirlwind of emotions was so overwhelming that you clung to sarcasm, the only weapon you had left.

"Are you going to give me a moral lecture now?" you tried to mask your vulnerability with a teasing tone, though the tremor in your voice betrayed you. "Last I checked, you didn't adopt me as your daughter."

Vander chuckled softly, the sound muffled by the storm. "No, but you're a stubborn brat I think of as a little sister. And someone has to look out for you, don't they?" he offered a small smile, the kind that carried more warmth than a thousand words could ever convey. "Now, let's go home."

Then that drop hit you. It struck the corner of your eye, making you blink involuntarily. The reflex was enough to pull you out of that momentary stupor. When you opened your eyes again, you realized the scene had changed. There was no bridge, no umbrella, no Vander standing in front of you like a protective shadow. All that remained was the rain. You could feel the droplets falling directly onto your skin through an insistent leak. The sound of the drops echoed on the iron roof of the warehouse where you were slumped, like a silent drum marking the rhythm of your despair.

Your hands were chained behind your back, the cold metal biting into your skin. You tried to move, but there was no strength left for such an effort. It was useless. At some point, you accepted the discomfort and stayed there, motionless, with your face turned upward, letting the rain soak you, washing away whatever was left — or perhaps only exposing more of the emptiness you felt. Above you, a flickering light swung erratically. At times, darkness took over, and the rain seemed to be the only sound in the world, filling the air with its endless rhythm. Each drop that fell on your face was a reminder of your state: a body tossed in the corner of a cold room, waiting for the inevitable. And with every passing moment, it seemed harder to find something that would make you rise.

That was when you saw him. A movement beside you, faint as a shadow, caught your attention, and when you raised your weary eyes, he was there. Vander. Squatting in front of you, his hands firmly planted on his knees, wearing that expression of sorrow and concern you knew so well. Of course, it had to be a delusion. It could only be. And yet, he looked so real that you almost believed it.

"Giving up doesn't suit you." his voice was low, firm, but laced with a tenderness that seemed to reach out and pull you from the depths.

You almost laughed, but the bitterness won out. "Funny you'd say that... considering how we met."

"You mean that day on the river?" he raised an eyebrow, a faint smile playing at the corner of his mouth. "I thought we'd moved past that."

"I tried to drown myself, remember?" your voice came out cold, a stark contrast to the warmth he exuded. "And you showed up."

"Yeah." he let out a short laugh, glancing away for a second before his eyes locked onto yours again. "But what matters is that you didn't try again."

You frowned, confused. "Why does that matter?"

"Because it was a choice." he sighed, crossing his arms while still keeping that crouched posture. "You decided to keep going. Maybe you didn't realize it at the time, but you did. And that's what counts."

"Not this conversation again..." you turned your face away, trying to escape the intensity of his gaze. But Vander was persistent — he always was.

"Again. Until you get it." he sighed, as if carrying the weight of a conversation he'd had countless times before. "When you find something worth dying for, you also find something worth living for. That's what you did back then. And now? Is this what you want? To die here, like this? To give up now?"

"I lost my reason to keep going." your voice cracked at the end of the sentence, a bitter confession that hung in the air. You could go on. You could finally say out loud, "I lost you." But you decided to stay quiet.

Vander was silent for a moment, and the weight of his absence made you feel even emptier. When he finally spoke, his voice was softer, more understanding. "You'll find another."

As Vander began to fade, his figure dissolving like a flame extinguished by the rain, something inside you broke — or maybe, something finally mended. Without thinking, you rose to your feet in a sudden motion that made your head spin. The movement was so abrupt that the chains around your wrists clanged loudly, the sound of metal echoing through the warehouse walls like a desperate cry for freedom. You lunged toward him, but he was already gone.

In the place where his imposing figure had been, there was only emptiness, the space now filled with the rising noise of the rain and... footsteps. Rapid footsteps heading your way.

And gunshots?

Yes, gunshots in the distance.

Something was happening outside that warehouse. Something you had no idea about.

But you didn't care, and it didn't matter as you struggled against the chains. The pain tearing through your shoulders with each pull was almost unbearable, but it was irrelevant. Vander's words hammered in your mind, almost like an order: "Find another reason." The faces came in a wave. First, Powder's innocent smile, then Violet's. And then, a face you tried to ignore, a figure you didn't want to accept as a reason. But it was there. Persistent. Etched into your mind like a dagger.

Your body seemed to be operating on a strength that didn't belong to it. Your arms burned, the metal cutting and scraping your skin as you thrashed harder. You felt as though your flesh might actually tear apart at any moment, yet you didn't stop. The footsteps, once distant, were now rapidly approaching. Then, with a sharp crack, the bolt on the wall gave way. The chains fell, taking you down with them. You stumbled forward, hitting your knees with a hard thud, but you quickly scrambled to your feet.

In one fluid motion, you wrapped the chains around your hands like makeshift gloves. Then, they appeared. Armed men, their silhouettes emerging against the flickering light of the entrance. Your eyes barely had time to register how many there were before one of them shouted.

"Fire!" and then, the next line almost made you laugh. "Before she kills us!"

You reacted before your mind could catch up, driven by that familiar sensation. The chains in your hands shot up quickly, shielding your head as you moved forward. The first shot ricocheted off the metal, sending sparks that briefly lit up the space. Another shot followed, but you were already moving, dodging to the side while swinging the chains, intercepting the bullets mid-air. Each impact made the metal vibrate in your hands, the jolts reverberating up your arms like electric currents. Your eyes burned, a strange tingling beginning to spread across your vision.

In one fluid motion, you released one of the chains from your makeshift gauntlet, this time launching it toward the nearest man. The sound was like a whip slicing through the air before it struck his head with full force. The sickening crack of the impact was nauseating, and he collapsed to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut, the weapon slipping from his hands without resistance.

The other two hesitated for a second, shocked by the speed and brutality of your attack. It was a fatal mistake. You surged forward before they could react, the sound of bullets whizzing past you like a swarm of angry wasps. Your vision seemed sharper now, every detail of the environment standing out in almost surreal clarity. The bullets were slow, almost predictable, and your hands moved with precision, spinning the chains to deflect them before they could reach you.

The second man tried to retreat, but you gave him no chance. Using the chain still attached as a gauntlet, you struck him on the side of the face with enough force to make him spin on his axis before he collapsed heavily to the ground. You didn't pause to check if he was dead. Your eyes were already on the third.

The man ran, fear evident in his wide eyes as he fired wildly in your direction. You dodged to the side, wrapping the chain around his arm and yanking hard enough to disarm him. The gun clattered to the floor with a metallic clang, and before he could react, you struck him square in the chest with your other hand, sending him sprawling to the ground.

But there were always more of them. There were always more.

You moved forward like an uncontrollable storm, the sound of chains slicing through the air blending with muffled screams and gunfire echoing around you. Your movements were automatic, driven by instinct. Bodies fell around you, one after the other, but you no longer distinguished faces or forms. The sounds were distant, muted, as if you were submerged underwater. Your hands acted of their own accord, the chain moving like an extension of your body, ensnaring, crushing, destroying. The pain in your arms was nearly unbearable, but you no longer had enough control to truly feel it.

With each step, the room seemed to spin. You felt something warm and thick running down your face, and it took you a moment to realize it was blood. Your nose was bleeding, the dark liquid mixing with the sweat dripping from your chin. Your vision began to blur at the edges, as if the world around you were melting, dissolving into indistinct smudges of light and shadow.

Your body was dangerously close to its limit, every movement tearing away what little energy you had left. But you didn't stop. You couldn't stop. It was as if rage, desperation, and survival had taken hold of you, driving you forward, even if it meant your own end.

And then the shot came.

Pain exploded in your shoulder, searing and excruciating, tearing through flesh and bone. The impact made you stumble, almost fall, but something inside you refused to give in. A guttural sound escaped your throat — a mix of a scream and a growl — as you launched yourself forward.

The shooter, startled by your resilience, tried to retreat, but it was too late. You collided with him, throwing your full weight against him and bringing him to the ground like a wild animal. Your eyes were unfocused, but you could smell his fear, hear his desperate whimpers as he struggled to free himself. You weren't thinking anymore. Your hands grabbed at anything — the chain, your own fists — and began to strike.

Once. Twice. Three times. The sound of the impacts was grotesque, but you didn't stop. Not until he stopped moving.

Until he was still.

The sounds around you became distant, as if you were submerged in a dream. But you could still hear the footsteps. They were closer now, but there was something different about them — not the brutal haste of enemies, nor the metallic clinking of weapons being raised. They were firm steps, yet... careful. Until they stopped, likely around you. Still, you didn't move. You just stood there, your eyes fixed on the void ahead.

And then you saw them.

The Lamb and the Wolf.

They stood there before you, like figures pulled from a legend. The Lamb, serene and graceful, tilted her head in your direction, her luminous eyes reflecting something you couldn't decipher. The Wolf, a living shadow of teeth and instinct, circled around her, watching you with an almost tangible intensity.

You knew the stories. Everyone in Zaun did. Kindred, the bearers of death. The Lamb offered a peaceful passage, while the Wolf brought a wild and violent end. And now, they were here, staring at you as if your fate had already been decided. The Lamb raised her silver bow, the tip of the arrow gleaming like a distant star, and aimed it directly at you. An invitation. A promise. A certainty.

You didn't resist. There was no reason to. With a heavy sigh, you closed your eyes, waiting for the final blow that never came.

Instead, the world grew warm.

You felt hands, strong and trembling, holding your body with care. The touch was firm yet hesitant, as if the person holding you was on the verge of breaking along with you. The warmth of that embrace began to chase away the cold consuming your being, a sensation almost contradictory to the reality surrounding you.

Your knees buckled, but the body around you didn't let you fall. It followed you to the ground, supporting you as if your weight meant nothing. The hands moved, snaking along your sides, holding you with an urgent, protective need, as though the very thought of letting go was unbearable. You wanted to open your eyes, but the exhaustion was absolute. Your head slumped against the chest of the figure holding you, and the sound of a steady, irregular heartbeat filled your ears. Safe. Warm. Comforting.

One of the hands rose to the side of your face. The touch was soft, gentle. You could feel the urgency in the way the fingers cradled your skin, despite the effort to maintain composure, as though at any moment, you might slip away from their grasp. And that voice... It was like a balm, something that pierced through the pain, the fatigue, and reached a part of you that still wanted to fight, even if it was just a faint spark.

"Stay with me, dove. Hold on."

You tried, but the darkness won.

Part 10

AUTHOR'S NOTES: No smut yet in the next chapter, but don't worry, we'll be back soon. I don't know if it was clear, but I based the fight scene on Ambessa's fighting style. Those chains unlock something in my brain... By the way, did you already know about the existence of Kindred? Those who play League of Legends probably already know their lore, but if you only know Arcane stuff, I recommend you research them. In any case, I hope I managed to convey their idea in their brief appearance. And that final sentence? Is it just me or has someone else said it? 🤭

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[luceafarul-de-dimineata]

Mc that wants a secret relationship

This is from an ask/request from @notemejellyfish (tagging so they'll see it sooner). I went in another direction than their headcanons on the same topic, but that's not to say that theirs aren't good. They're a great writer, check them out.

Satan

He understands it

Kicks everyone that tryes to make your relationship public

He would still like if he could brag to Mammon about his relationship with you. Just Mammon, he swears.

Would take away the phone of anyone that ships you with anyone

He preferes smaller scale dates anyways, so just cuddling with you while you both talk about random subjects works just fine for him

He cares deeply about you so he'll always keep your prefrences in mind

Mammon

Why though?

That's his only thought

Don't get him wrong, you're his master, he'll do anything you tell him to without complaints

But he wants to know if something is bothering you about being seen with him in public

He can't have his master feeling self-concious, now can he

After you explain that it's due to all the shipping he can't help but laugh

Really? That's easy to fix

Tartaros is the main internet provider in Hell, so he'll ask you if you want all the shipping forums to get removed

He'll try to keep the relationship a secret no matter your answer to the previous question

He's never been in one before and he always wants to try out something new. The feeling of adrenaline at potentially getting caught makes him shudder and he's grateful you gave it to him

Leviathan

Omg finally

The shipping was getting on his nerves, probably more than it did to you

He's so glad you finally made a smart decision, the second in your whole life (the first was dating him)

Since the monarchies in whb are absolute, he bans the use of any tag that includes your name from Hades

Sends a petition to do the same in the other countries and I think only Avisos would sign it (not only is it illegal to steal people's love there, but Bael had enough war threats sent his way from Hades)

He was planing on having a secret, low-scale relationship with you in the first place, so he's the happiest about this change

Beelzebub

He takes this as an invitation

Oh, you want the relationship to be secret?

He can make that fun

He'll make out with you in changing rooms, grope you at the back of the club, pin you to a wall in a small alley and sniff you

He likes the danger of potentially getting caught

Also, just because your relationship isn't public doesn't mean that he won't glare down anyone that gets too close to you

Just because you don't want the internet to know about it doesn't mean that he'll be less passionate and protective of you

Whenever you're out on dates he'll use his power to discuise the two of you, that way, he can be as open with his affection as he likes

He's one of the few that minds the secrecy of your relationship, but he mostly sees it as a new challange

Lucifer

Ok

He'll curse all cameras to shatter when taking a photo or recording of you

It's simple and affective

Gives Gamigin some lectures on how to lie and there's that

Everyone in Paradise Lost might know that you're dating Lucifer, but they're not allowed to say anything about it

And, since no devil would go to Paradise Lost willingly, there's no chance of the secret getting out

He's probably the safest to have a secret relationship with

Nobody in the other countries likes him enough to call for chit-chat, so even if you were in a regular relationship people would still be surprised when they heard you two were dating

[anoant-haikyuu-dump]

Who in Nekoma is Photogenic?? 

Kuroo: Has a bit of a dorky smile and his hair never behaves but not that bad, at least he looks genuinely happy. He prefers candid photos over posed ones even if he looks silly. Also the type to get very sentimental over pictures, he loves to scroll through his camera roll every once in a while and laugh at them with his friends. Later in life he keeps physical photo albums and his JVA office is covered in picture frames.

Yaku: As the objectively coolest guy on Nekoma how could he not be photogenic? A closed-mouth smiler but he makes it look good, the lighting always seems to work in his favor too. He prefers sitting/crouching photos cause they don't emphasize his height.

Kai: THE BEST SMILE, he always looks the happiest to be there. He's usually the one offering to take photos of everyone else but then Kuroo and Yaku yell at him to ask a stranger so they can all be in it. Teases Yaku for fixing his hair beforehand cause y'know. Buzzcut.

Kenma: You just know he's hitting you with a classic Kenma squint. Can't smile on command nor does he bother trying, he groans when someone suggests taking a photo and complains until it's over. But sometimes Kuroo will hit him with a sneak attack and he looks radiant for some reason??

Tora: Can't fake a smile to save his life, looks like he's shitting himself in every photo. He's the type of guy to ask for a countdown but it never helps. Ironically one of the only ones who actually cares about his looks in photos so yeah he's just suffering.

Fukunaga: Either the cutest little cat smile or staring into space like he's having war flashbacks, no inbetween. Does bunny ears on whoever's in front of him or something weird that people only notice days later. Master at photo bombing.

Lev: I hate to say it but he's the most photogenic on the team, he does become a model after all. It's so effortless for him, it always seems to be golden hour when someone pulls a camera out in his presence. Pisses off everyone, especially Yaku who tries to catch him off-guard to prove that he's not that photogenic. This only frustrates him further ("HOW DO YOU STILL LOOK LIKE A MAGAZINE MODEL EATING CEREAL?!")

Inuoka: A goofy grin to rival Kuroos, he's just excited to be there. Sometimes him and Shibayama plan cute little duo poses together, they'd totally have a connected senior quote. Usually does a peace sign or a wave, something with his hands.

Shibayama. There's a 50% chance he's closing his eyes in every photo they take. One of the only ones who cares about how he looks along with Tora, he fusses with his hair a lot and always thinks he looks bad even when it's fine. Has worried about it less since Inuoka made photos more fun.

Teshiro: The photographer goes "Hey Teshiro, can you try smiling?" and he's like "am I not??". Completely straight-faced no matter how hard he tries, canonically he's kinda self-concious about his eyebrows so I don't think he'd like photos very much. Tried open-lipped smiling once and people thought he was gnashing his teeth so he never did it again.

[sailorblossoms-rankane]

(Posting my threads on tumblr so I can talk to fellow Akane/Rankane enjoyers, part 3) (manga exclusive, I haven't seen the 80s anime)

One of the first things we learn about Akane is that she’s both violent and sweet. Both are true, and much can be said about her hair journey.

Akane’s violent side is immediately obvious while her sweet side is more apparent along the journey. She’s trusting and caring, even with people who have done nothing but wrong her (a mf will try to kill her and she’ll still be like “I feel sorry for them/I want to help them”)

Her sweet side is also introduced when she meets Ranma. She sees someone uncomfortable in an uncertain/awkward situation, and she’s the first to reach out and be welcoming.

Akane’s haircut is violent, brutal, and shocking. As shocking as Ranma entering her world. It happens during the first real fight Ranma has on page, and it's likely no coincidence. Something is off with long-haired Akane... with the cut, she enters Ranma’s world as her true self.

Akane’s long hair is tied to Akane trying to be like Kasumi: modest, calm, quiet. It’s Akane trying to be someone she’s not, because she wants to feel loved and wanted. If she likes a boy, she wants to be liked back (as opposed to disliked because she’s too "boyish")

When Akane crushes on the doc, that’s a girl used to being bothered and harassed by boys (boys who think “I can beat her into dating me”) fixating on a safe male figure because he makes her feel secure and cared for (literally treating her wounds)

(To contrast: Ranma being stronger isn’t “she must submit to me,” which is what was associated with a boy beating her... it's usually “I’m stronger so I want to look out for her/help her/protect her” and that part makes her feel secure and cared for)

Akane “changing herself” isn’t really about getting the doc to like her, but about Akane feeling judged and inadequate as her true "tomboy self," because even if she cuts her hair short she still likes being feminine… and she’s constantly told she’s not.

Just look at how she dresses. Other female characters might often wear pants (outside of the school uniform, Nabiki usually wears jeans and shorts for example) but Akane is rarely not wearing a cute little skirt or a dress. Calling her uncute pokes at a sore spot.

Changing herself doesn’t give her what she wants, it just reaffirms her insecurity (if you have to stop being yourself to feel accepted, are you really accepted?). When the doc says "short hair always did suit you better," it doesn’t make her happy because she doesn’t actually want him.

Part of why he’s safe is because he knows her just as she is and still never judges when others do. “Short hair always did suit you better" is also “you didn’t need to change yourself to be accepted, you were always fine just as you are.”

This is part of why she cries so hard and why afterward she’s immediately over him… she mourns what she felt and believed (and perhaps the effort it took, growing out a pixie is not for the weak lol) and is ready to turn the page. But the insecurity that sparked it all remains.

That Ranma preferring her short hair makes her smile is an early sign that he stirs something in her. It also says something important: he can tease and insult her all he wants, but he likes Akane just as she is

And that includes her violence. her anger and her fire. When Akane is upset and tries a cooler approach, Ranma won’t let her. he prefers Akane sending his ass flying than her ignoring him 100%

I think Ranma also likes Akane’s "specific brand" of violence, because everyone and their mom is violent here (including Nabiki… psychological violence if you will lol) and outside of challenges/battles he only seeks hers by teasing her, knowing how she’s going to react.

(everyone is a martial artist/violent but I think part of why Akane is clocked as more tomboy-ish is attitude. All the girls will use “their feminine charms,” even Ranma, but Akane will grab a fucker by the shirt, look at them in the eye and jut out her chin, and that's "masculine")

Akane wants to feel normal, she wants to be liked by the one she likes. she associates “you’re not normal” as a negative thing, as “you will be disliked”... even if Ranma means it as “Akane is tougher than a regular girl” (positive) that's not what she hears.

Kasumi means no harm, she knows Akane well and wants to look out for her. but that gives her words more impact, and Akane looks up to her as the ideal of femininity (she also only wears skirts and dresses) (Akane has likely heard this shit a lot too, she was cast as Romeo, etc)

Ranma knows he can be a jerk, but he genuinely doesn’t realize he's saying insensitive shit just when Akane is at her most sensitive... when she snaps, that’s her armor coming up to protect her heart (just like being a jerk can be armor for Ranma)

So Ranma hurts Akane's feelings without realizing (being a jerk is armor because his feelings are too big, too much for him, and he’s not ready to deal with them) but takes Akane's angry response as her hurting his feelings.

This causes the following pattern: Ranma “lifts Akane up,” telling her exactly what she needs to hear from him, soothing her insecurities… and then completely lets her down/disappoints her by telling her exactly what she doesn’t need to hear.

Look at Akane’s face. she could’ve accepted Ranma's apology and moved on. Instead, she’s vulnerable and ready to admit fault too... she’s touched by the idea of Ranma wanting to make up because he wants to be with her (but then he downplays it lol a word-class fumbler fr)

And... he doesn't realize he’s doing this! he doesn’t want to hurt her. whenever he realizes he hurt her he always wants to fix it, even if he doesn’t fully get what he did wrong or why Akane is mad and/or how to make it better.

But “lifting Akane up and then kicking her down” is the type of shit that makes Akane feel like she needs to protect her heart. In a way, Ranma’s armor (jerk) makes Akane’s come up and vice-versa, so neither can give in. It's part of why admitting feelings is very difficult

There’s also Ranma throwing easy “I love you’s” when he thinks it's a challenge with people he has no feelings for, but completely combusts when he realizes he said to the person he’s in love with. It’s too much for him and he’s not ready to admit it, so “he takes it back”

On Akane's side, she isn't unaffected by hearing the boy she loves confess and then "take it back"... even if she can be perceptive and understands Ranma’s shenanigans this sparks more insecurity (and then jealousy)

This contributes to Akane being quick to get angry & misunderstand certain situations, as she’s expecting Ranma to “let her down”/ has no confidence that he doesn’t want anyone else (besides Ranma being in “impossible not to misunderstand situations, for the bit”)

Akane being perceptive but her insecurities getting to her: she knows Ranma. She’s correct in her assessment that he fucked up and is hiding it. But doesn’t clock his deflection because damn, what if he actually wants someone else, what if they have something she doesn’t

But Akane always goes back to believing in him. Because even if he disappoints her, she understands that he's just not thinking, it's his ego, he doesn't mean it, the situation is too much for him to handle etc. And he never stops trying to make sure they’re on good terms.

Also, Ranma makes her feel safe and protected. She likes that he’s strong and never gives up. She knows she can count on him when it matters most (which is why she’s also his ride or die, goes both ways). It’s part of why when she’s jealous, she imagines Ranma protecting Nabiki.

It’s not something she thinks about consciously, but being the one Ranma wants to protect above everyone and all else is part of how Ranma shows his feelings for her, and on some level, she can tell… one of the first moments ranma makes her heart speed up is this

She likes that Ranma protects her and that she can count on him, but she never wants to be a burden or the reason he has to sacrifice something. just like how Ranma wants to protect her above all else, no one goes as far as she does for his sake (see also: the final arc)

Adding on the crush on the doc: just like this scene, it's likely that whenever Akane went to see him, her wounds weren't just physical. "I hate boys" is not something she means as she never treats anyone with hatred, but it's coming from a place of frustration/exhaustion.

Each daily challenge would be annoying by itself, but the repetitiveness of it all would wear her down. Note how she never goes "I hate boys" again after it stops. It's only just "I hate Ranma, specifically" because he hurt her... but she doesn't mean that either

Ranma's presence puts an end to those challenges, so he brings her peace in that sense. His world comes with craziness and dangers, but unlike the school challenges, this is something Akane chooses to face because she wants to support him.

Fighting annoying boys because you don't want to date them and fighting to support a loved one are completely different things. The former wears Akane down, while she's passionate about the latter. Just like how she counts on Ranma to protect her, she always wants to have his back.

[sirachano0dles]

Bonten! Koko Headcanons

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◼️I headcanon that Koko isnt really into violence like the rest of bonten is and tries to avoid it as much as he can in such an org.

◼️Koko has nervous twitches and tends to pick at his own fingers or chew on his lip

◼️Sometimes he gets lost in his own head and will start picking his nails until they bleed or bite his lip open-putting a soft hand on his and giving a soft smile is enough to snap him out of it.

◼️Will make you sign a prenup which has you a bit confused but little do you know it says in his half that theres a trust set aside for you if you ever were to seperate to make sure that no matter what you'll still be taken care of.

◼️Speaking of money...Koko is stingy on everything except for you.

◼️Mans will justify not eating lunch to 'save money' (not like he needs to) but the second he gets home will go online and order your shopping cart with same day delivery and take you out for dinner at an upscale restaurant

◼️No matter where you're headed he always has a hand around your waist or on the small of your back

◼️Absolute hype man. Will never feel self conscious about him.

◼️Will never NEVER take his promise/engagement/wedding band off and expects the same out of you

◼️Not particularly found of children but if you want one or two he will happily raise them as best as possible with you while trying to seperate himself and his family from bonten as best as possible

◼️Loves when you do his hair.

◼️I saw another hc that kokos hair has naturally turned gray due to stress and I 10000% agree. My own personal hc is that sometimes when his shaved bits brow out and he cant be bothered to shave it down yet he braids it into small cornrows till he has the time

◼️With that being said,,, He would love your help with either dying his hair back to black on occasion as well as shaving and braiding his hair when needed. Yes he's loaded and could go to a pro stylist but 1-he's stingy 2-he claims he doesn't have the time 3-he prefers spending time with you

◼️Very gentle towards you. Soft touches and kisses and trying to protect you from any harm either from his work or anything in your life.

💴 💴 💴 💴 💴 💴 💴 💴 💴 💴 💴 💴 💴 💴

wanted to add also-koko is the passenger princess and prefers when you drive as well as wants to control the music.

Sorry this took so long guys but I really hope u like it

lmk if u want a part 2 or anything else

Im planning on doing a fullfic soon but in the meantime please send a message or an ask with any request!! Im currently wriiting for any tokyo rev (sfw)

Thank you all again xoxo

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hello not my ask but could you do an example with jk chart? its ok if not i dont want to bother

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Jungkook's Style Evolution

Jungkook's style has been something very interesting to watch over the years. A Fashion style and the way dress always have an importance, at it reflects our personality, our tastes, our self, our mood but also our evolution as a being. And as we all know, JK's Fashion indeed changed over the years too. I thought it would be very interesting to take a look, and someone in the ask box asked me to do so. I wanted then to do a full analysis based on Natal Chart and Solar Returns. You can also check it and apply it to yourself! Please note that I couldn't put more than 30 images in this post, which was inconvenient in a way since I couldn't show more. I tried to take pictures that were a good representation of what JK wore every time. I also chose airport outfits since it is the most popular way to see about JK's fashion style and own fashion choices, other outfits were often chosen by stylists.

Techniques used: Natal Chart + Solar Returns

Placements used: Sun, Rising, Rising's ruler, 1H, MC, Venus, Venus's Ruler, Mars, Stellium for Natal Chart. Rising, Venus, Venus' Ruler, MC sometimes, Mars sometimes for Solar Returns.

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⋅˚₊ Jungkook's Natal Chart Indicators ₊˚ ⋅

₊˚⊹ Jungkook's Sun is Virgo, and it makes him prefer casual clothing. He also prefers sporty style, clothing you can wear outside and inside, and clothing that are comfortable to move in. Simple, nothing too extravagant. The clothing he often wear are so more comfortable and casual than actually looking luxurious. He often wear jeans too. Colors are also basic ones.

₊˚⊹ Jungkook's Rising sign is Capricorn. JK will look masculine, dominant and a little scary or just distant usually. It makes him so chose clothing that will make him appear older, or he will want to dress a certain way that makes him appear as an actual adult. It makes sense since JK always has been often babied his whole life, he chose a style that is dark, and chose to appear a way to makes sense with his Rising. He wants to tell people through his fashion sense and appearance that he is a grown up, a man, and mostly an adult. He doesn't want people to keep treating him like a baby or a child. He wants people to respect him when they see him. The ruler of the Rising sign is Saturn which is in Aries 3H. Aries here makes sense with his style, his tattoos and mostly that JK wants to have a lot of muscles and wants to look attractive physically, he often takes care of his body shape. The 3H is a Gemini house, rulling the arms and hands, and this is where JK has tattoos. Despite his actual look and desire to appear older, JK will still have that youthful look of his, but his fashion style will so be chosen for him to be treated like a man and not a boy.

₊˚⊹ JK's Venus sign is in Libra, and being its own ruler, JK has indeed a good fashion sense. He cares a lot about how he looks and how the clothings he chooses to wear suit him. He is part of the people who can't go out in clothing they don't like. It doesn't have to be the runway kind of fashion whenever he goes out, but he needs to wear what he likes. Even if his outfits seem most of the time casual and comfortable, it is in fact his style and his fashion sense, and he actually likes this style. It looks like he doesn't care while in fact he does. JK also has a lot of different accessories he wears daily. His Venus is in 9H, he has an appearance that doesn't fit the Korean standards, despite that many other Koreans have tattoos and piercings, it is not considered something well seen in the country. More because JK is an idol. He made a revolutionary move by having so much tattoos, showing them freely. Even with his style.

₊˚⊹ JK's Mars sign is in Scorpio, making a lot of sense with the way he dresses. He looks very good in black and dark clothing. He likes the pull off the "Bad Boy" style and it is actually a good idea since it goes well with his Mars sign. He is very attractive and sexier in this outfits, not because of the style itself, but because it goes well with the placement. Dressing according to its Venus style is important but Mars is also very important since it will make you look good and attractive in the eyes of others. JK before used to dress in a much more casual and comfy style like his Sun sign. It suited him well but ever since he started to dress along his Mars sign, you can see his self confidence is higher. Piercings, showing much more his body shape, dark & black clothing, excellent choices. He owns the mysterious and hot guy style. His Tattoos, despite being his personal choices, actually also goes well with his style.

₊˚⊹ JK's MC is Libra, which represents his reputation. JK has the reputation to have a good fashion sense, he explored different styles, yet he knows how to dress well. He is considered as one of the best members of BTS to dress for airport style for example. He also has a good way to dress usually, and always seems to appear very good looking wherever he goes. Whatever he pulls off will suit him.

₊˚⊹ JK has a 1H & 8H stellium, which makes sense since he always stated that his body and appearance mattered much to him. He is often seen working out, and taking care of his appearance. He wants to look good, he also likes to be praised for how he looks, fashion wise but also just also about his body shape. The 8H stellium is clearly a big indicators about how people see him. JK's Neptune 1H first indicate people see him in a way that is not 100% true, they desire him for how he looks, but not actually him as a person. Having a 8H stellium makes JK appear very desirable for most people. He looks hot, sexy, mysterious, just someone people are obsessed with.

⋅˚₊ Jungkook's Natal Chart Indicators ₊˚ ⋅

જ⁀➴ SRC 2015-2016

₊˚⊹ This year, JK was Gemini Rising. This made him dressed in many different colors, and style. He wasn't afraid to mix colors, and mostly was dressing in a more colorful and joyful way. It was also a year of self discovery fashion wise, as JK sometimes wore black, and sometimes colorful outfits. With the 20° (Scorpio), we can see how JK was very shy about his appearance, his body language in most pictures that year made it obvious he was shy. He may also dressed in a way that made him look normal, basic, not extra to make him stand out. Despite also being young that year (He was 2017 years old), his Gemini rising also makes him dresses in a "childlike" fashion style, meaning he dresses as people his age, or with clothing that made him appear younger.

₊˚⊹ Fashion this year was indeed very colorful for men, it was also a year with simple clothing: a jacket, a skinny jean, a simple t-shirt. And backpacks seemed to be also pretty popular, something JK was often wearing that year. Cargo pants were also an iconic fashion trend that year, and JK didn't miss it. This style was similar to the Skater Boy, often wearing beanies too, pretty popular for men and boys around that year.

₊˚⊹ This year's Venus was Leo 3H, again a Gemini placement. With Leo Venus, Fashion could have been really important for him this year, he may have cared a lot. Being in the 3H, it must have been a way to express himself, maybe expressed his mood of the day.

₊˚⊹ Venus' Ruler is the Sun, being in 4H. He may have wanted to dress very much like Korean's Fashion this year, following trends and not wanting to stand out in his own style much. The Scorpio degree on the Sun also make sense, JK didn't seem to be very confident in his appearance, he so didn't want people to notice him much in his fashion style. What he wore was very simple.

જ⁀➴ SRC 2016-2017

₊˚⊹ For this year, JK was Virgo Rising, his fashion style was clear, neat, he was always very well dressed, every accessories making a perfect sense. He started dressing with neutral colors such as Black, dark colors, white, beige, and also often wore Jeans. Very casual fashion style. The 5° on his rising sign makes him have a good fashion style, it's not only casual, you can see that JK has a big interest in Fashion this year. The way he dresses felt like it actually mattered to him. It also makes him in touch with trends and the fashion world, as the way JK dresses was very similar to the trends of that time, despite JK wearing a more "casual" look.

₊˚⊹ JK's 1H Stellium also explains how he got a glow up this year, his appearance really mattered this year to him. Moreover, the Sun is in there, making it really obvious how important it was. His Fashion style was part of his identity.

₊˚⊹ Venus was in Libra 2H this year, with also the ruler being in its home. It was very obvious JK was really into fashion this year, dressing very well. That year, JK wore a lot of skinny jeans, showing his tights and hips very much. He wore casual yet luxurious outfits, which is very logical to me since the venus is in a Taurus House but also with a Taurus degree.

જ⁀➴ SRC 2017-2018

₊˚⊹ The way I just laugh out loud when I saw his SRC this year. It is just so obvious. This is the year JK started to dress in black mostly, Black and White were his only go to Fashion Style. Even jeans were black. This can be easily explained with his Scorpio Rising this year. JK also often wore a leather Jacker, which is such a Scorpio thing to me. It gives me bad boy style tbh. I don't wanna sound cliché tho. With the Cancer degree on the rising, JK indeed followed fashion Trends from Korea this year, Black was seen often and was a popular color (if I can say color).

₊˚⊹ Venus is once again in Leo this year, in 9H. Fashion style could have been also inspired from foreign lands, where indeed leather jackets was a trend. Having more dark colors on their outfits was something that we could often see. Fashion was also very important this year. JK was indeed popular for his bad boy look he wore. The Libra degree on the Venus made him always have a proper look, always looking very well out and harmonious. Being in 9H makes sense since his Fashion look were often popular when he was at the airport.

₊˚⊹ The Ruler is the Sun in 10H, and the MC being in Leo makes a lot of sense to me. Around those years, JK's fashion sense became very popular and his fashion style was part of his good reputation. He was popular for his fashion sense, the way he wore, but also how his fashion made him appear. People were going crazy and often called JK "hot", "sexy", etc. Coming back to the Scorpio Rising, this can also be explained as to why. That made him indeed appear as sexy, hot, and mysterious. People were obsessed with his look. The MC being in an Aquarius degree makes a lot of sense, JK was very popular for his fashion and his appearance online from this year.

જ⁀➴ SRC 2018-2019

₊˚⊹ This year, JK was Aquarius rising. It was very interesting since to me having Aquarius rising makes us look very unique, avant-garde and maybe even following our own fashion style without caring much about trends. JK this year continued to wore black often. Most of his outfits were that colors. He was often wearing clothings the he liked, not caring much about fashion itself compared the the previous years. He was more into comfortable clothing this year than fashion itself.

₊˚⊹ Fashion this year was actually pretty colorful on the runways. Despite the clothing were also comfortable for men, fashion was still around skinny jeans, simple t-shirts, etc. So JK actually dressed different from most of the fashion trends this year. He was still into fashion, but maybe detached himself from the fashion trends and started to go on a self-journey. He was finally finding his own style.

₊˚⊹ Venus this year was in Libra 8H. The darker color, even just black makes sense since it is in the 8H. JK was seen more often hiding his face, letting his bangs being long, often wearing hats and caps that were almost hiding his face. Fashion was still part of him, and he dressed well according to his body type and his tastes. Moreover, MC this year was in Scorpio, which makes a lot go sense.

જ⁀➴ SRC 2019-2020

₊˚⊹ This year was a brand new beginning for JK as he started to get Tattoos, the first ones on his hands. Funny thing since this year, JK was Gemini rising. And Gemini rules also over the hands but also the arms, and JK also had some more tattoos later in 2020, on the arms.

₊˚⊹ This year, JK was so Gemini Rising with a 9°. Despite Black was still being his go to color, he was wearing clothings with different style. He was also known for his iconic hairstyle this year (the curly hair), that people created the Dora meme with. He was wearing a sporty casual style, with big clothing that made him look tiny. He could wear very casual and good outfits and the next time wear a very casual and sporty outfit. It seemed like he cared and other times he was just wanting to wear more comfortable clothing.

₊˚⊹ Venus this year is in Virgo 4H, his style was very casual, and very everyday style. It was a style which was comfortable and you could wear everyday. The Ruler is in the same sign and house, which adds to the fact JK really wanted it to be comfy and without any extra. He was also wearing a lot of oversized clothing this year again, which add more comfort.

જ⁀➴ SRC 2020-2021

₊˚⊹ For 2020, JK was Leo Rising with Aries degree. JK wasn't wearing much on his heads this year, often wanting to show up with different hairstyles. His Fashion was more "fashionable" than comfortable this year. He often expressed his own style and give more importance to his clothing style. Patterns appeared much more than last year. While JK was always wearing simple clothing before, he showed more patterns from this SRC.

₊˚⊹ The Venus was in Cancer 11H, JK was still wearing comfortable clothings. He was still on finding his own style as the way he was dressing wasn't that seen on the runway. He was using trends in the way he wanted to wear them. For example, the plaid pattern was seen often on runways this year, and JK also wear those, but in a more casual manner, in a more comfortable manner.

₊˚⊹ Since his Venus's ruler is the Moon, it is in Aquarius 6H, comfortable clothing, and preferring to wear his own style. I think it's over these years JK really imposed his own style. He knew he was into comfortable and casual clothing, but I feel like it's around the beginning of 2020's that his fashion style really became his.

જ⁀➴ SRC 2021-2022

₊˚⊹ This year is really iconic to me, it is the years JK's QG's photoshoot went out and it was viral. An icon. His Rising this year was Scorpio 8°, full Scorpio. If you want to know more about the photoshoot, I advise you to take a look because it's the best representation of this rising. This year JK looked mysterious, often once again wearing black and not much patterns. He sometimes wore some but not much. He was mostly in plain black and mostly showing much more his abs and body shapes with his clothing. He was full on the piercings and tattoos. It was truly the bad boy style this year, it also reminds me of the Hongdae Men lol.

₊˚⊹ His Venus was Libra 12H, and I remember that JK's shoes collection was wild this year, people were often posting and discussing about his shoes. Since Pisces/ 12H rules over the feet, it makes a lot of sense. Coming back, indeed JK's sense of fashion was wild, and he was often seen posing for photoshoots. His Leo MC makes a lot of sense.

₊˚⊹ His rising's rulers were Mars (11H) and Pluto (3H), JK's fashion was very popular online this year too, he was still in his own style and not caring much about most of trends, he was wearing what he wanted, and I almost want to say he was the creator of trends. He was versatile, going to comfy to luxurious style. He could pull everything off!

જ⁀➴ SRC 2022-2023

Didn't include 2023-2024 since JK is currently in Military.

₊˚⊹ This year JK was Capricorn Rising. His style was def more dominant. The way he appeared was always was very masculine too, showing much more his skin, abs, and body. Even in photoshoots, he wasn't just trying to show his fashion sense, it was also about the vibe he wanted to give to people. During this SRC, Seven went out and I suggest you to look at the photoshoot of the album... :) Saturn being the Rising's ruler, is in the 1H, making it obvious JK wanted to show a strong appearance, proving to people he is not a child anymore.

₊˚⊹ The Venus was in Leo 7H, JK was wearing a good fashion style still. It was still his iconic look but he looked very attractive because of his good style. JK's fashion this year was less sporty and comfy, it was more about the actual fashion. He was wearing jeans and casual attire yet it was similar to the SRC 2016-2017. His clothing and fashion were really well put together and accessories were often seen on him. Not only his piercings, but necklaces and beanies too.

₊˚⊹ Venus ruler is the Sun which is in 8H,JK had a mysterious, sexy and hot aura once again this year. He was showing more his body and even while working he chose a style that looked like that. He also started to do a photoshoot for Calvin Klein this year, which was iconic to me. It was the first time people were actually seeing JK's abs. The photoshoot shows JK's persona, as a dark bad boy (he loves that style). It actually suits the MC, his reputation was someone hot, sexy and mostly a man that was really desired.

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Bring Me Home Arc 2 Part 7

We're a day late for WIP Wednesday, but I was wiped after the work shifts from hell the last two days. But today and tomorrow I'm off so I'm back on track! No work next Wednesday, either, so I should be good to go next week. Because I'm a day late, you get a long one today!

Story Summary: Tim and Danny are both neglected by parents who care more about their work than their families. They deal with this by spending too much time online and find each other playing MMORPGs. They keep up their friendship as Tim becomes Robin and Danny becomes Phantom and don't bother keeping secrets from each other.

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Still not entirely comfortable, Tim finally stepped into the lab. On the far wall, behind yellow and black doors was the portal he’d heard so much about.

Danny followed his gaze and put a hand on his arm. “Come on, Tim. The weapons vault is over here.”

Tim nodded once. “What do you have?”

“Everything.” Danny placed his hand over a scanner next to the door and it beeped and opened. “You like staffs, right? Try this out.”

Danny passed him a silver metal staff just a bit longer than his favored weapon. Tim took it and ran through two of his warm up exercises. The balance was excellent and he picked up the pace. If it wasn’t for the color scheme, he’d consider using one as his own backup.

“This is great. It’s effective against ghosts?”

“Yep. The Fenton Rod.” Danny reached out for it and Tim gave it back. “And if you do this—” he twisted and the staff separated into two “—you’ve got two weapons.”

He passed the two halves back to Tim who ran through a few more attacks and blocks with them. He had enough practice with Dick’s escrima sticks to hold his own. “This is perfect, thanks.”

“Now, the rest of you, would you prefer distance weapons or close up?”

Tim backed away from the vault to allow the others to explore their options. He spent the time practicing on connecting and separating the staff—he would not call it the Fenton Rod, even in his own head—and running through a few more complicated patterns with it to make sure he was familiar with it’s weight.

“You’re really good with that,” commented Sam who was watching him.

Tim shrugged fixed a self-conscious smile to his face. “It’s always good to know self defense when you live in Gotham. And Bruce is more particular about it than most.”

“Really? I thought he was a vapid idiot.”

“Oh, he is,” agreed Tim. “But he loves his kids and knows us being linked to him puts us in danger. So he goes to extremes to make sure we can hold our own when trouble arises.”

Before Sam could reply, Danny called out to them, “Hey, Tim! Do you want a long range weapon as well?”

“Sure. What do you have?”

So he joined as Danny showed them several blasters and lasers that they could use. Tim pulled out a small one that could be used single-handed.

“This is good for me.”

Cassie and Conner chose heavier weapons with more range and attack power, though Bart followed Tim’s lead.

“Okay, now that that’s done. Ready to practice ways to get a ghost out of a human?”

The emphatic agreement from every member of Tim’s team seemed to surprise Sam and Tucker but Danny just laughed.

“Sam, Tucker, which of you wants to volunteer?”

The two exchanged a look and Tucker sighed and stood up. “I’ll do it.”

“Thanks, Tuck. So, I’m gonna overshadow Tucker and go over the signs of overshadowing. They’re mostly pretty subtle if you don’t know the person. A ghost has no access to the memories or thoughts of the person they’re overshadowing, so behavior will be off. Then, if Tim is okay with it, I’ll overshadow him so he can explain how it feels to the rest of you. And I’d appreciate it if at least one of you metas will let me overshadow you so we can make sure the methods that work on baseline humans also work with you.”

Conner looked at Tim. “You trust him?”

Tim nodded. “Have since I was eleven.”

“I’ll do it, then.”

Danny grinned. “Great! Tucker, you first.” And with that, Danny transformed and flew right into Tucker’s body.

Tim watched closely as Tucker went rigid for a moment before resuming his casual slouch. “Tucker isn’t present at all right now,” said Tucker. Then his eyes flared green. “Any time a ghost uses their powers while overshadowing someone, the eyes’ll change. So look for that. Changes in behavior if you know the person are also a dead giveaway. Most ghosts haven’t been on earth in a long time, so another sign is being unused to Earth customs. Especially modern ones. But really, the eyes are your best bet. Get a ghost emotional and they can’t hold it back. Now, Sam, force me out!”

Sam grinned. “With pleasure.” She held up a thermos. “Best way is to use a thermos. It contains the ghost and prevents them from further attacks. To use, you simply remove the cap, point the opening at the ghost or overshadowed person in question, and press the button.” She did and a beam of blue light hit Tucker. Danny was pulled out and sucked into the thermos. Sam recapped the device and spun it in her hands.

Tucker held his head and groaned. “How long was he in me for?”

“Like thirty seconds, Tuck. Don’t be dramatic,” replied Sam.

“Does it hurt?” asked Cassie.

Tucker shook his head. “Minor headache immediately post overshadowing that fades in less than a minute. You don’t have any memory of the time you were overshadowed, so some disorientation if your location changed or a lot of time has passed is also normal. Maybe some vague impressions, like from a dream you can’t quite remember.”

“Ready for take two?” asked Sam.

Tucker rolled his eyes, but waved a hand around in agreement.

“So, to release a ghost from a thermos, you press the button that says ‘release.’ Super easy.” She did so, letting out another beam of light and when it cleared, Danny was floating before them.

“Does being in the thermos hurt?” asked Conner.

Danny shook his head and grinned. “Nah. Feels like you’re wrapped up in a heavy blanket. So sometimes it’s nice and sometimes it’s claustrophobic and I’m desperate to get out.”

Tim hummed. “How many ghosts can you fit in one thermos?”

Danny shrugged. “Not sure. Quite a few, but I’ve never pushed the limits. I think six or seven is the most we’ve done. Maybe more if it’s just ectopusses and blob ghosts I’m trying to clear out of my parents’ way.”

“Ectopusses?” asked Cassie.

At the same time, Bart asked, “Blob ghosts?”

Danny laughed. “I think there’s something to the hypothesis that octopusses have as much intelligence as a person. So many of them become ghosts. And they’re super curious. I think they like to explore places on land because it’s so different from the oceans they lived in. And blob ghosts are just what they sound like. Shapeless ghosts that are usually less than a foot large and don’t appear to have any cognitive power.”

Tim had a dozen questions he wanted to ask, but the news report going in the background was a constant reminder that they didn’t have time. “How else can you end an overshadowing?”

Danny nodded and flew back into Tucker.

Sam went over the different weapons they had that could be safely used on an overshadowed human. The small blasters were the easiest and caused no injury to the host. Tim’s staff was also effective, though it could leave bruises.

Finally, they’d each managed to get Danny out of Tucker three different ways each. He couldn’t even say a thermos was the weirdest thing he’d ever used as a weapon, though the fact that it had been designed as a weapon was certainly novel.

“So now it’s my turn.” Tim couldn’t help the way his stomach twisted at the thought of what was coming up. He trusted Danny, he really did. And he wanted to know what it felt like to be overshadowed. But he hated losing control of himself. Absolutely despised it. He took a deep breath and met Danny’s eyes. “Do it.”

Danny bit his lip. “You don’t have to, you know.”

“Do it, Danny.”

A brief moment of hesitation longer, then Danny was flying towards him. The next thing Tim was aware of was a sharp pain in his head that he could only describe as being located behind his brain. Conner was facing him with the thermos pointed at him. The pain was already fading as he blinked and took in the lab again.

Nothing had changed.

“What was it like?” asked Cassie.

The question put Tim right back into Bat Report Mode. “As Tucker said, I have no memory of anything since I saw Danny fly at me to overshadow me. When he left, I had a strange pain in my head that faded by the time I had checked our surroundings for any changes that may have occurred while I was unaware.” As he spoke, he did a quick body check to look for any unusual pains or feelings elsewhere in his body. “I appear to be in the exact same physical condition as I was before the experiment. How long was I overshadowed for?”

“Less than two minutes,” said Conner. “I promise no longer than that. Danny had you sing a weird song about exploding weasels and then I sucked him into this.” He shook the thermos.

Cassie laughed. “It was ‘Pop Goes the Weasel.’ We have to teach you about nursery rhymes.”

Bart raised his hand. “Uh, I don’t think I’ve ever heard that one, either.”

And finally, Tim was able to relax. “Next weekend we all have off, Cassie and I will teach you all the nursery rhymes. Dick probably knows a ton. I’d imagine growing up in a circus with performers from all sorts of countries exposed him to so many.”

Bart grinned. “It’ll be interesting to see how the list of ones I know compares to the ones you know!”

Conner smiled back. “I’d like that. I should ask Clark for any he knows, too.” As he spoke, he pressed the button to release Danny.

When the light cleared, Danny was floating upside down looking Tim over. “So what’d you think of your first experience being overshadowed?”

“Four out of ten. Would not like to repeat, but I’ve definitely been through worse.”

Danny laughed and, still upside down, turned until he was facing Conner. “Think you’re ready for you turn?”

Conner took a deep breath and handed the thermos to Bart. “As I’ll ever be.”

Danny nodded and flew into him, just as he had Tucker and Tim. And then there was no more Conner. No more Superboy. Just someone who looked like him, but held his head cocked the wrong way. Who slouched a bit too much. Who was so clearly not Conner.

Tim pulled his new staff out and reminded himself it was just Danny. This was friendly right now. And it was reassuring to know he’d be able to tell when any of his friends were overshadowed.

Danny started to sing Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star in Conner’s voice.

Bart held up the thermos, ready to pull Danny in.

“Let me,” said Tim. “I want to do it.”

“You’ve got it,” replied Bart as he recapped the thermos.

Tim rushed forward and hit Conner on the side with his staff; Danny went flying out of him.

Conner shook his head and looked around. “That was weird. I remember it all, though.”

Danny was rubbing at his side where Tim hit. “Yeah. I’ve never overshadowed a meta before. At least no one I could tell was a meta. I could hear you, too. It was a struggle to keep control of your body.”

Tim sagged in relief. “Do you think that makes them less of a target?”

“Possibly?” The uncertainty in Danny’s voice made Tim uneasy. “From some ghosts, sure. But others like a challenge and may target him—them—specifically.”

Bart grinned. “Sounds like it’ll be an interesting game! So, now that we’ve got the basics down, we’re going out there to help, right?”

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Okay, so part of the reason for the length is that I just didn't want to cut it anywhere. Though the fact that it happened when I'm a day late posting certainly helped me not feel like I should find a spot to break it up!

Now, I've decided to move away from the tag system because breaking it up over two posts is getting to be quite difficult. So I've set up a subscription post for this story. Subscribe to that post and you'll get a Tumblr notification when I post. Instructions on how to subscribe can be found there. Anyone who has requested a tag before this post will be tagged today and on the next update, but I won't add anyone new. It's just getting to be a bit too much! (And I'm afraid of getting hit with a shadowban.)

In other news, I've started transferring my works to AO3. Haven't gotten there with this one yet, but the Wrong Number AU (now titled Answer My Call) has been posted. As has the bad reveal fic. Both can be found in my masterpost if you're interested.

Last bit of housekeeping, two posts below this one, I have a poll asking if you'd be interested in me sharing anything I've written for Good Omens. Feel free to check that out. Most of my time will still be spent with DPxDC, but with the new season coming out, I may try to revisit some things I haven't touched in a year (longer?).

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[vivithefolle]

Was just scrolling through YouTube. found a poll asking “who would live the longest?” with the Golden Trio as options, so I looked in the comments and found this ^

Yes, because clearly the boy whose family had barely afforded to feed and dress him and lacked many aspects of a healthy childhood must be ridiculed for his “eating problem,” even when the topic has absolutely nothing to do with that. Ron bashers literally have to look for any way to shoehorn in their Ron hate into even the most random conversations. And I love how they mentioned “Harry works a very dangerous job while Ron eats like a pig” even though 1. Ron was an auror too 💀? 2. Wouldn’t “eating like a pig” because you understood being fed was a privilege actually help you with living longer?

Sorry to dump this in your inbox, I know you’d prefer not to see any Ron hate, but this random comment made me really moody lol

Yeah... no wonder.

Sigh. You know the worst part? Out of the Trio Ron's relationship with food is probably the healthiest. He knows the importance of a good meal and encourages his friends to eat. Hermione is often shown ditching basic self-care when she's really into her research, while Harry has been starved.

Ron's the only one of the three who knows the importance of taking care of himself... and he's mocked for it because the movies couldn't be bothered to come up with more intelligent material (as in, actually showing Ron's sense of humour rather than having him be a clown).

So, to anyone who's still browsing this blog and still cares, let it be known Ron-bashing is still alive and well, so keep correcting the misconceptions and addressing them. Maybe one day we'll finally get it through this fandom's thick skull that liking to eat isn't a sign of being an evil materialistic pig.

[thewritingmagician2022]

Hi! I was wondering if you could write how the boys would react to an mc that don’t speak English very well? Spanish it’s my first language and it’s funny because some times I misunderstand what they say and I just stay like 🤷🏻‍♀️

Sorry for my bad english 😅 I hope you’re fine and healthy uwu

Ironically, I am not healthy - hence the really long delay. But thank you!

Lucifer: Lucifer is not impressed with himself; how did he manage to not realize that you didn’t speak English as a primary language? This complicates things just a little bit but he’s not going to feel too bad about it or give you any leeway.

His favorite thing to say is “you know what I mean!” when you act like you don’t understand what he’s saying. Sometimes you’re able to figure it out and sometimes you’re not but Lucifer doesn’t care. He pushes you to be self-sufficient; you better find a way to make it work while you’re down here.

On the low, he will sign you up for English classes at RAD or get you a private tutor to make sure you’re able to communicate well enough while you live down there.

Mammon: He is so confused sometimes. The two of you will go back and forth, just confusing each other more and more as you try to figure out what the other person said/meant.

Mammon is the kind of person who’s flipping through a pocket dictionary and trying to speak Spanish to you but he’s absolutely butchering it almost every time and ends up saying something rude/nonsensical by accident

It’s really cute that he tries though and he usually just finds it more funny than anything when you don’t understand him

Levi: Levi is embarrassed when you guys can’t fully understand each other. He feels ashamed that he obviously can’t communicate clearly and wonders why you would ever bother trying to talk to an otaku like him

He definitely hides away in the beginning because the language barrier bugs him

The more you talk, the more you both understand each other. He even starts speaking Spanish a little; he learned Japanese for anime so the least he can do is learn a little Spanish for you

Still, he much prefers texting because the phones can auto translate everything and he doesn’t have to worry about either of you being confused/a misunderstanding

Satan: Satan finds it funny in the “well, well, well, Lucifer finally screwed up” kind of way and he tends to dramatize how many misunderstandings there are just to spite Lucifer even more for accidentally choosing a human that doesn’t speak fluent english

With that in mind, Satan starts learning Spanish pretty much immediately and, once you two are on friendly terms, he starts tutoring you in English as well to make sure you can understand and communicate well while you live in the Devildom

Like Mammon, he carries around a little pocket dictionary; however, he’s much more efficient with it and can actually use it to translate

Asmo: Asmo doesn’t need to understand what you’re saying for him to understand you and vice Versa!

He thinks it’s so cute when you get confused and he loves to use gestures and dramatic facial expressions to convey whatever point he is trying to make - it usually doesn’t work well and ends up even more confusing but you both have fun the whole time

Definitely someone who will sometimes pretend to not notice you’re confused (or if he’s rambling about something he genuinely may not even notice) and he doesn’t need you to reply to keep the conversation going; he can talk enough for you both

Beel: Beel is confused and you’re confused

Like Levi, he may avoid communication in the beginning because Beel is usually quiet anyway but it sometimes feels like it’s not worth the hassle and confusion

Beel mimes things to you sometimes to try to better explain himself. He’s surprisingly good at charades and it usually clears things up well enough for you.

If he doesn’t understand you, he usually tries that nod/smile people do when they have no idea what the fuck is going on because he wants to be polite

Belphie: Belphie is too tired for this shit. You’re just going to have to figure out what he said for yourself; use your phone to translate or something

He will draw pictures sometimes, if it’s something he really wants to share with you and he can’t find the right words

When he doesn’t understand you, he doesn’t even pretend to. He just stares at you until you figure out a way to say it in English or make your point known in another way

Diavolo: Diavolo is entirely charmed by the language barrier. He loves that humans have so many different languages and loves how clever you all are about trying to understand each other

He does feel a bit bad considering it makes your life more difficult and miscommunications can be a pain in the ass

To rectify this issue, he tries to make all the demons learn Spanish and asks you to lead them in Spanish lessons and then everyone can speak your language!

Obviously that’s not realistic though and he settles for learning some Spanish himself and making sure all of your learning materials at RAD are translated for you to make things easier

Barbatos: Somehow Barbatos always knows how to say things in a way you understand and he’s always able to understand what you’re saying too

You have a sneaking suspicion that he may actually be fluent in Spanish but he refuses to admit it

Barbatos doesn’t even needs words; he understands your mannerisms and facial expressions well enough and he’s equally good about making himself clear to you

Solomon: Solomon speaks all human languages, both current and past. However, he’s not very good at it because he doesn’t practice the skill often so he’ll be a bit rusty in the beginning

Definitely uses spells and engagements to help communicate better and auto translates books and things for you so you have an easier time rather than struggling to read everything in English and he’ll translate any papers you write in Spanish to English too to make your life easier

Being the mischievous man he is, Solomon does love to laugh a little when you’re not able to understand someone, especially the brothers, and occasionally he may “misinterpret” what they’ve said to cause a bit more chaos

Simeon: Simeon actually already speaks some Spanish. He’s not fluent like Solomon but he understands enough to get by and he’s really good at helping translate between you and another person if there’s an issue

He’s asked you to teach him more Spanish so you guys can communicate better and he offers to help you with English as well

Simeon is a little ridiculous and loves playing the guessing game when he doesn’t understand something, rather than looking it up. He and Luke make a bit of a game of it to see who can figure it out first when there’s a miscommunication

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[subaquatic0mess]

izzy headcanons

go white boy

Finally answering this ask!! Izzy hc let's goo!!! (Hope these make any sense it's so late from where I'm from)

Izzy clings/climbs onto the people she trustes most for fun. But she also carries them if needed. Like we saw her do with Noah in WT This means that sometimes Izzy basically jumps onto Team Escope to greet them.

Oh and Eva and Izzy sometimes fight together to train. Noah doesn't understand why.

Izzy isn't as crazy as she seems. Yes she's crazy but that doesn't mean she's not self-aware or stupid.

She's actually incredibly smart she just chooses to embrace her more ballistic side and let the others figure things out by themselves.

Izzy knows sign language and can communicate flawlessly in sign language aswell. The reason why is unknown.

Her and Chef fought a lot off camera during the show and when she discovered Noah was Chris's PA (because ofcourse she did) she used it as an excuse to torment the Chef even more.

Izzy cannot cook. At all. She once burned Eva's kitchen during a sleepover trying to boil pasta.

During total drama she actually increased her crazy persona as she used it alot for her advantage.

She's canonicaly smarter than Noah so sometimes when they hang out Izzy shares a bunch of conspiracy theories with him but somehow makes convincing arguments?

When she's bored or the mood is awkward she would just drop the most random facts ever. "Did you know a jellyfish's mouth is also its anus?" It completely baffles Owen every time.

Izzy definitely had a creepypasta phase.

Both Noah and Eva have bailed Izzy out of jail.

She knows the whole fnaf lore by heart. And she info dumps it on her friends.

She knows Spanish. And she knew about Alejandro but didn't say anything to see all the drama happening.

She made bracelets for all of team Escope with magnets inside so when they touch hands or high five (four??) they're bracelets connect. The problem with that is she used some oddly strong magnets so sometimes it becomes more of an inconvenience.

Her hair is naturally curly but she can't be bothered to to maintain it and that's why is mostly straight at the tip while the end is still curly. (Not projecting or anything oops)

Izzy loves Scary movies! (She loves the saw franchise but in all honesty she prefers psychological horror more)

She cried watching legs batman.

She dropped out of college and she almost went to MIT but chose a college closer to Canada instead. And also because she didn't want to follow specifically any of the paths they offered.

She's an expert at breaking in into things. Locks, houses, cars, etc... To a point Noah and Eva don't even bother lending Izzy a house key as they know she will always find a way in.

She is incredibly overprotective of the people she truly cares about. Which aren't any as she may like some people but perhaps not trust them.

She has trust issues. She only trusts people who can view her beyond just a crazy psychotic girl. Who actually care enough to truly know her. Which again aren't many.

She has incredible reflexes and is incredibly agile.

She adores circuses and clowns despite what others tell her. It (1 and 2) just fueled her love for them even more.

She gives Noah books to read. Except they aren't normal books.

She has incredibly sharp teeth. And she likes to bite people alot. It's basically her love language.

She can always predict the plot of the movie they are about to watch. So now she's not allowed to comment on new movies team escope watches during movie night.

Sometimes she has random urges to commit violence which make her jolt up. (Who doesn't?)

She followed an acting career and did eventually write the book she said she was in WT.

She lobes the original story of Frankenstein and even dressed up as his monster for half once. Oddly enough she relates to it. Which made Noah hug her since he found it concerning. She almost cried because of that. "Noah do you know how it feels to only be seen as the nut job? As the crazy one with no feelings? It fucking sucks."

She isn't the best at expressing sorrow or sadness but Noah and Eva help.

I might make a part 2 of Izzy hc idk. But this is it for now!!!

[undercover-monsterlover]

hi! its me, tubby! obviously.

here for another jojo matchup! it's been so long since i've written one of these sob emoji

i'd like to see who you can match me with from parts 1 and 2! i usually ask for part 5 since it's my favorite, but i've never had a part 1 or 2 matchup.

my pronouns are she/they, i'm an aries and infp if that matters at all in this matchup.

i'm short, i know i'm short, so it doesn't bother me. I've got dark brown hair, fucking huge hazel eyes (bc im pretentious like that, i have to mention they're hazel), moles and beauty marks all over my body. don't delude yourself, i'm also chunky. i'm a big bitch, but that's okay. i'm not happy with the way i look, but that's life.

i prefer dressing comfortably over dressing stylishly, but that doesn't stop me from wanting to look nice. if something looks nice but feels horrid on my skin, i'm changing. it's the autism in me fr.

my hobbies include; writing, reading (so much), drawing (sometimes), and baking. I love baking when i'm in the right company. But i'll also bake by myself, too. I love me a sweet treat.

i love so so hard but so quietly. i don't know how to show my affection, and every time i want to say something adoring to the people i love, it gets caught in my throat. i have to have them read it through a screen or on a paper. it's why i became a writer in the first place.

you could say that means my love languages are gift giving and quality time. and physical touch, too, probably. I like hugs and cuddles enough. probably.

i hope this is enough. <33

Alright, I'd match you with...

Santana

I know we don't get a lot of screentime of him in the show, so some of his personality is hard to nail down, but idk, you just gave me a vibe I guess.

I think Santana would be attracted to you physically before emotionally. Not in a gross, shallow way, just in that during the time before you interact personally, he's already noticed your appearence first. The first flash of your eyes in his direction, and that moment of eye contact was where the first little seed of attraction was planted, and it grew from there. He'd only have a short period of admiring from afar, before he's just finding reasons to be closer to you. Not that he's hiding it really, all of the pillarmen strike me as people who would be very phsyically casual with the people they enjoy being around. Wether it's sitting with you pulled close to his side, lounging around you, or just standing or sitting next to you when given multiple options, I think he'd be comfortable around you even before you talk much. He seems to be a man of few words, and you seem to have a similar nature.

You mentioned being chubby, and while it's technically a personal headcanon, I don't think that any of the pillarmen would particularly care about that, some even liking it in its own right. In the ancient world, being heavier was a sort of sign of being wealthy and having food to eat and not needing to do manual labour, and therefore was considered attractive then in the cultural zeitgeist, and while they didn't exactly partake in human culture, I think the same perception would be held by them. Santana would find it strange you're not pleased with it, or that you care either way at all. I don't particularly think he gives a fuck either way, all women's bodies are attractive to him. Yours is just...a little more attractive to him, not that he'd tell you at first.

As for your height, pretty much everyone is short compared to him, so it really doesn't bother him. At first he just has to look downwards to talk to you, but when he gets to know you and feels the need to show a little more respect, he tends to crouch down some to be closer to your level, but that only really highlights the height difference even more.

You seem to me to be a more reserved, self-restrained kind of person, and I think he is sort of the same. As the lowest ranking Pillarman, he's used to staying in the background and not letting much of his own opinions slip, so I think the more quiet, observant personalities draw him in more than strong outward temperaments. It makes him want to get to know you. At first though, there's just sort of a quiet understanding shared between you, not communicated by words as much as in pure vibes. You just sort of gravitate towards eachother, often ending up in quiet contemplation as the others talk. It's a sort of confidential companionship that quickly ingratiates yourself to him.

He's not shy though, just less prone useless chattering. He's often blunt, not caring to honey his words with lies or sensitivity. His confession of affection for you would be equally plain-spoken and frank, and come quickly after he realizes he has feeling for you. Honestly he'd act very similarly to how you were as friends when you are as partners, he enjoys just being around you, no matter what you're doing. He's content just lounging around with you as you read, especially if you keep one hand on your book and one scratching his hair as he rests his head in your lap(especially right near his horns). In terms of the affection he likes to receive, I think he'd be more of a physical touch enjoyer. He wants to lay across your legs and let you scratch his back, or hold you in his and just sit together, or let you sleep on his chest through the night.

As for how you dress, Santana doesn't really care. He knows you like to look nice but he's obviously not one for wearing much clothes at all, and would generally prefer if you wore less too. And hey, your clothes can't be uncomfortable if you aren't wearing any. But if the two of you are staying together somewhere, definitely make sure to tell him if someone is coming over, because when it's just the two of you, he really doesn't see the need to wear clothes. Dude's just walking around dick out and sees no problem with it.

He also enjoys taking part in your hobbies, even if it's just in little ways. He'll read anything you give him inhumanly quickly, so load him up with all your favourites and he'll be able to talk about them with you in no time. He finds your human literature interesting, if a little below him. But if it makes you happy, whatever. As for baking, Santana has subsisted on humans and vampires for his whole life, but I'm sure he has taste buds anyways, so PLEASE get this man a piece of fucking cake. Even if his involvement is just eating the final product, he feels like he's doing something. Don't expect any legit criticism though, he's doesn't have the most refined pallet, and he wouldn't tell you if it was bad anyways. Give him a brick covered in frosting and he'll eat it.

Overall I think your relationship would be very easy-going. Not many arguments or quarreling, you both seem to intuitively understand the other, and he usually concedes his side after a while if anything does come up anyways.

(sorry this is so terribly late, I got super busy with work, then had to go out of state for a funeral, then got busy with the holidays and therefore even busier with work so oops. But hey, now it's like a Christmas present almost😅😅😅)

[zabchan]

Sorry to bother you, but I don't know, I'm starting to wonder what are the zodiac signs of Moana 2🥲i know Maui is definitely a Leo and Moana a Cancer, but what about the others any thoughts😇☺☺??

*smacks down a soapbox* OK SO I HAVE OPINIONS.

First, my thesis statement:

Maui: Scorpio sun- specifically a scorpio/sag cusp on Nov 24/25. He oozes that trickster charisma, bit of that bad boy energy, he's very adaptable, flowing from shape to shape like the water element he was born in. He draws you in with that cocky grin but he will sting you if you get too close too fast! He has dark depths in his soul that not even he has explored, but another water sign might draw those feelings out with the right dose of empathy. (Foreshadowing) the sag cusp plays well into his love of freedom & exploration. He knows what the right path is but he often gets sidetracked or caught up in trying to get there in the flashiest, cleverest way possible XD

Now you can be forgiven for thinking he's a leo- I believe he's a Leo rising. That confident Swagger, the radiant easy charm, heck, even that full silky mane of curls- its his public mask. The golden hero he wants everyone to think he is. Even his supposed narcisism is a ruse-deep down he's got that watery core of insecurity that he tries to hide from the world under the firey Beacon of his smile. He appears social and friendly on the outside like a Leo, but he returns to that lone wolf lifestyle when things get too real.

Finally in the "big three" of maui's chart I believe he would be a Sagittarius Moon. A person's Moon sign represents their subconscious and a bit of how they dream. Maui of course has the unique experience of wearing his subconscious on his sleeve (tattoo)! Mini is a sassy lil fire sign who embodies his big self's wanderlust & free spirit. He encourages maui to be a "straight shooter" & gets mad when maui's scorpio tendacies 'sting' the people close to him...namely moana.

Speaking of moana!

I absolutely agree that Moana would be a Cancer sun sign! There is even official merch that places her as one, although it's far from Canon...

It's hard to read but you can tell it by the shape of the constellation on the Moana side & by the tamatoa on the back it's supposed to be the crab. Ironically, (for being crabs)Cancers are the mom friend of the group. Very empathetic, community minded, nurturing, both soothing and protective. Typical cancers are often homebodies, and prefer their comfort zone & company of their emotional support people...which sets up moana's main conflict; she's a Sagittarius rising.

as previously discussed, Sagittarius is all about travel & freedom. It's the part of moana who wants to chase that horizon line, who chafes at being stuck on one island forever but also deeply loves and connects with people & home. She wants the big adventure, the thrill and then to come home and share all she's learned, or better yet, take her home & love with her whenever she can. she does her best work when she embraces both sides of herself- the chief and the explorer- the Tautai. She knows the way forward And the way home.

That plus her moon sign puts moana's Birthday around July 16th. Her moon sign, I believe, is Scorpio.

Subconsciously, I think moana has a bit of trickster in her- the adaptability and secret ability to manipulate things into going her way- having lots of empathy can make you a kind, caring individual, but it can also be wielded as a hidden weapon. If you can empathize with your opponent, you can work out their motivations, their most likely next move and plan accordingly. Scorpio is clever, and can sus out hidden weakspots where their sting might be most effective. Moana uses her double-water sign empathy powers for good of course, and it makes her a naturally excellent therapist. It also enhances her lateral problem solving skills. Water has a way of finding its way through the tiniest crack and given enough time can reduce a mountain into a lake.

I haven't put as much thought into the other character's signs... I do think tala is an Aquarius, a tricksey air sign that most people think is a water sign. A keeper of knowledge and more than a little crazy...

Tamatoa ironically enough I see as another scorpio...maybe a scorpio rising with cancer subconcious moon, it'd be a waste if he didn't have crab somewhere in his "big three" XD plus one of the more materialistic, ambitious signs...Capricorn?

Anyway thanks for coming to my Ted talk 👄