#sai aiza

[sai-of-the-7-stars]

Cross-posting this to Twitter too but for a songfic for @factionfighter & my OLBA AU “My Girlfriend is a Witch But I’m Just a Marine Biologist!!!” 🌟 🌊 — how’d you like to see it?

[cuteniarose]

Me: *creates an OC*

Me: *heavily implies OC will meet a bad fate*

OC: *meets bad fate*

Me:

(Alternatively, I may have started it, but @katkastrofa enabled me and now I’m losing my mind)

[cuteniaarts]

Small drawing collection of my latest creation Emran as a teenager/freshly minted Air Acolyte, for my dear partner in unhinged OC shenanigans @katkastrofa, as promised <3

[your-worst-knightmare]

so I was messing around on inaturalist as one does and came across this gloriously named thing

Like YEAH that IS SEXY PAVEMENT LICHEN!! Perfect naming 🤩🤩🤩

[malachitezmeyka]

It has now been exactly one week since I randomly decided to come up with names and designs for Zaheer’s sisters, and somehow in that time they went from noble girls with no discernible personalities probably fixated on class and status to one of them being a runaway bride turned air acolyte turned airbender with he/she/they pronouns, two names they use depending on the day and unmatchable genderfluid swag, and the other being the human equivalent of a hollow porcelain doll who has a mental breakdown after her children, one of whom she drove to attempting to bleach her birthmark away and the other being a reincarnation of the founder of the Red Lotus, rebel against her and now self harms through sexual masochism

I can’t really say I’m surprised, given my track record, but the second one really was rather unexpected

[lehdenlaulu]

Honestly it's such a tragedy that this game isn't better when it comes to actual story content because outside of the cartoonish NPCs it has some really beautiful visual designs, lighting. animations etc.

Tumblr destroys the image quality but that hair in particular is honestly pretty incredible (though unfortunately you have to turn up the color saturation very high or your hair ends up looking grey in certain lightings due to the weird bloom settings etc.) And it even moves pretty realistically for thick, textured hair!

(And I mean, it's still absolutely possible to end up with a character as cartoonish and... less than fantastic-looking, shall we say, as a lot of the NPCs, but - not to brag - I think my Aiza here proves that it's also possible to make them look personable, beautiful, and even rather realistic.)

[aiza-luna]

Another Episodes of: ✨ Aiza W.I.Ps ✨

.

.

FT. SOLANGE COTONER

✨

As mentioned, this is a W.I.P of one of Sol's many, MANY outfits (like in game lol) called "Orange Gazania".

.

Do I know realism? No.

Are those details killing me? Yes.

.

But is all worth for my dear Spanish Sun 🥹🫶🏽☀️

✨

[mikeellee]

Regarding the ending of MHA...it's was how I imagined, not that I predicted with clarity, it's just...ofc Izu has no friends, no family and is a perpetual child ...to go with how useless and weak Hori always made him to be and always sees him as.

This is supposed to be a mf adult who has job, instead he looks like a teen, perpetually and was out of the hero ranking until BK and am chip in to give him a iron suit ...smth in delay for 8 years.

Only them the "friends" greet Izu.

Izu has no friends.

Ochako is a superficial bitch!

And yeah I predicted the ending would be this bad but thought we would get adult Izu.

Ofc Izu has no respect, no friends (I think am was out of his life too, it's the vibe it gave me) Aiza calls him to say how Shoto and BK are doing much better than him and he gets a pity rankings number.

Ofc Izu would mumble about quirk and the eternal joke "isn't that creepy?!" With a kid who has a useless quirk.

It's mean spirit as fuck

But "the LoV is dead that is the tragedy"

Hori is pleased. You guys don't care for Izu, he won.

Hope he doesn't write again for a long time.

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

More People are voting for this so fuck it here we go: WIP specifically, watching the future kids stuff

Note: Not much reaction, I was trying to focus on the 'future'

 Izuku looked up, tears in his eyes from joy, to see the screen change again. Across the city, a two toned hair boy, who hadn’t been looking at the news though his sister had checked while she drove him to school, startled when a screen appeared above his head.

 Todoroki Shouto stared in confusion as his sister gasped, stopping herself from driving off.

 “I have to tell dad,” Fuyumi said as the future began playing.

 An older Izuku was in bed, a muscular arm draped over him. Izuku sighs as an alarm goes off. A groan from the person cuddling him makes him laugh.

 “You are so not a morning person,” Izuku teases, turning over. A two toned hair man with a scar on his face chuckles. Todoroki Shouto’s hair has grown out so it reaches his elbows, the man propping himself up to give a kiss to Izuku.

 “Never have, never will. I’ll go and see what the terrors might be doing.” Shouto kisses his husband with a smile. 

 “… oh for- Shouto!” Izuku whines. “I’m not their mother.”

 “You gave birth to them,” Shouto teases.

 “I was hit by a Quirk that caused me to! I’m their dad!” Izuku sighs. He shakes his head as he sits up. “I’ll get the others.”

 “Love you Izuku.” Shouto says as he gets up. He’s shirtless with scars all over his body, the worst a hand print on his chest, a huge burn scar looking like someone had shoved him with a Quirk active.

 “Love you to,” Izuku says with a smile as he gets up. He’s wearing boxers and a white shirt, and slips his feet into a pair of slippers that are dual red and white, the name ‘Comet’ on them. 

 Izuku pads to a room that when he opens the door music pours out of. It’s obviously sound proofed. Inside is a room only described as a punk paradise with band posters on the walls, and a gutair hanging off a rack. The teen inside is a girl with white and brown skinned stitched together like a patchwork doll. Her hair is long ribbons black and purple, and her eyes buttons. She turns to grin at Izuku.

 “Hi Dad!” She says as she adjusts an arm brace. She wears a patchwork dress with a large belt around her, the belt heavy with items and pouches. 

 “Hey Tomoe,” Izuku says. “Hero uniform already? You have to head back to UA today.”

 “Hawks messaged me. There’s a raid. I was going to ask Pops to take my stuff to the dorms if that’s alright?” Tomoe asks.

 “Of course. And really? A raid after you’ve been an intern only a few months?” Izuku says. Tomoe turns and crosses her arms, smirking. “In my défense, my raid during my internship was only because Quirk erasing bullets are terrifying.”

 “Quirk WHAT?!” Was the general reply from the populace, with only one man pleased. Overhaul hated that he was witnessing this, but he was invested in seeing how to handle the idea of a raid. And how to combat it. 

 “Still,” Tomoe teases. “Puppeteer is useful, given I can control up to ten people at a time. More if I use my mouth stitches,” Tomoe rubs her jaw with a wince. 

 “Exercises Tomoe,” Izuku tells her.

 “I know,” the teen says as her father leaves to go to another room. Another teenage girl is inside, the teen having bright pink hair as she talks on the phone as she dances around her room getting things together. 

 “No Hiro, I’m not- no! I’m not going to go out with you!” She huffs. “No I don’t care we’d look good to the public! I don’t want to be your arm candy you fucking-“ Izuku wordlessly plucks her phone out of her hand.

 “Bakugou Hiro, you kindly end this call right now and go confess to your mother you are attempting to pressure my daughter into dating you,” Izuku says into it after pressing it to his ear. “And I will ask her if you did.” He nods after a second, handing the phone back. “And here we are Reiko.”

 “Thanks dad,” the girl slumps, running a hand through her hair. “How did you deal with his dad going after Papa?”

 “Your Papa went right up to Aizawa-Sensei and teporerted Bakugou for harassment. Said and I quote ‘your favouritism aside I don’t like this and I’ve told him but he won’t stop’.” Izuku says. 

 “Grampa Zawa?” Reiko looks baffled. “Really? Playing favourites?”

 “Aizawa wasn’t a bad man. We respected him and knew he’d lay down his life for us but we didn’t trust him as a teacher at the time. He was very biased and Quirkist though he wouldn’t admit it. His type of Quirkism was against flashy Quirks and he made snap judgements.” Izuku explains. “He took a look at me breaking my bones with my Quirk and assumed lazy.”

 “But you’re a false negative!” Reiko says in shock. “You activated your Quirk as a teenager!”

 “He didn’t check the files to prevent bias. Which in turn let him form opinions. To be fair he was rarely wrong. It’s just he was at times. He assumed I was a lazy student and that Bakugou was the victim of ‘explosive Quirks are evil’ mentality. In reality he was the kid being praised and since everyone thought I was Quirkless I got tormented,” Izuku shrugs. “Aizawa shaped up though, particularly after he tried to talk to Bakugou about his harassment of your Papa. He did not back down and his arguments boiled down to ‘stupid Deku doesn’t deserve love’.” Izuku shrugs. “He read the files finally and hates himself even now for his inaction. He became a good teacher to us and now he’s your grampa.”

 “Huh,” Reiko frowns. “Never knew that.”

 “You wouldn’t. Now, you have a recital tonight,” Izuku smiled as Reiko beams, light bursting from her skin as she dances in place.

 “It’s gonna be great!” She cheers. Izuku leaves the room, heading to another door. He knocks on it. Then he carefully opens.

 “Aiko?” He calls. He carefully opens the door. The room is very neat and clean, with bright colours everywhere and a bunk bed, the top bunk filled with plush toys.  A young girl, perhaps ten, is sitting at a lap desk that’s situated on the floor. She has black hair in a braid, and white eyes without pupils as she trails her hand over a book in front of her.

 “Oh! Dad!” The girl turns. She smiles, eyes not even pointing to where her father is. “Breakfast?”

 “Yep. Let’s get going. Where is Ami?” Izuku asks. Aiko points up and Izuku looks up to see a black haired girl sleeping in a hammock suspended from the ceiling. She looks like Aiko. Izuku sighs and reaches a hand up, black trendicles coming from his hand to grab the hammock. The girl sits up fast.

 “Wha- oh shi- I overslept!” She looks over the side of the hammock to show bright blue eyes. “Sorry dad!” She heaves herself off the hammock and a rush of air fills the room; whipping at Izuku and Aiko. It catches Ami who floats down. She lands easily and beams up at Izuku, dressed in a pair of PJs that are pink and white with ‘Uravity’ on the front. 

 “Get dressed kiddo. It’s Sunday and Reiko’s recital.” Izuku tells her.

 “Course Dad!” The girl skips over to a dresser, floating at random moments as Izuku leaves the room to head downstairs. 

 Downstairs a pair of twin girls, about eight, were watching as Shouto finishes breakfast. The girls are both white haired, one with green streaks and the other red, and had freckles covering them. 

 “Hi dad!” Both chirped upon seeing Izuku. “Happy Mother’s Day!”

 “Not your mom,” Izuku sighs. 

 “Yeah but this way we celebrate one parent each day,” the one with red streaks grins before sneezing. Fire comes out of her mouth, lighting a napkin on fire that’s quickly dosed by the one with green streaks, water dripping from her hands. “Oops.”

 “Kurenai, aim away from the table when sneezing. Mizuki, good job with your water.” Shouto says. 

 “Thanks Papa!”/“Sorry Papa,” where the responses said at the same time. Izuku smiles, watching his husband cook. When he was done, the rest of the children had come down. 

 “Hawks is on his way!” Tomoe says as she grabs a bowl of food. She begins to eat quickly, sitting at the table.

 “I’ll bring your stuff to UA. I have to look over some paperwork,” Shouto says.

 “Will you be off by eight?” Reiko asks Tomoe.

 “Yeah. It’s just a small raid on a bunch of nut jobs thinking they’re the next Leauge of Villains. Uncle Dabi was making fun of them when Hawks dropped by for intel,” Tomoe says as Aiko and Ami sat next to Kurenai and Mizuki.

 “So training this afternoon, wanna practise that move?” Ami asks.

 “Ooh, yes!” Kurenai beams. She turns to sneeze, fire jutting out. “Stupid pollen.”

 Izuku goes to his husband, leaning against the man as they watch their daughters.

 “This is perfect,” Izuku says softly.

 “It is.” Shouto smiles and kisses Izuku before the screen goes to show pictures.

Midoriya Tomoe is said above the picture of the patchwork girl, Qurik: Puppetter. Able to used the threads on her body to attatch to people to control their movements. Adopted by Midoriya Izuku ‘Atlas’ and Midoriya Shouto ‘Comet’. Given up by her birth mother for her appearance, Tomoe has come from a fairly decent foster home that didn’t know how to handle her Quirk. Currently in UA’s Hero Course and working as an intern for Hawks under the name Raggedy Ann. 

Midoriya Reiko, is the name above the pink haired girl, Quirk: Lightshow. Able to produce lights from her body that can create pictures.  Adopted by Midoriya Izuku ‘Atlas’ and Midoriya Shouto ‘Comet’. Given up by her birth parents when they found her Quirk useless, Reiko suffered from insecurity for years but through her dancing has come to terms with what happened. Reiko wants to be a dancer and has no interest in heroics.

Midoriya Aiko, says the name above the white eyed girl, Quirk: Seismic Quake. Able to control dirt, rock and metal. Blind from birth, has learned to use her Quirk to feel the vibrations around her through the ground so she can move easily. She and her twin Ami were given up due to the mother being a teen mom who could not care for them. Adopted by Midoriya Izuku ‘Atlas’ and Midoriya Shouto ‘Comet’. Wants to be a hero and part of a team with her sisters Ami, Kurenai and Mizuki.

Midoriya Ami, says the name above the girl who was floating, Quirk: Air Current. Able to manipulate the air around her to fly and cause storms. Is unable to get over a certain weight due to her Quirk needing her to be light. Is constantly eating and burning calories. She and her twin Aiko were given up due to their mother being a teen mom who could not care for them. Adopted by Midoriya Izuku ‘Atlas’ and Midoriya Shouto ‘Comet’. Wants to be a hero and part of a team with her sisters Aiko, Kurenai and Mizuki.

Midoriya Kurenai, the name above the red and white haired girl said, Quirk: Pyrokenisis. Able to manipulate and produce fire. Born thanks to a Quirk manifestation causing Midoriya Izuku ‘Atlas’ to become pregnant with the last person he slept with’s children. Has bad allergies and tends to sneeze fire. Eldest biological twin daughter of Midoriya Izuku ‘Atlas’ and Midoriya Shouto ‘Comet’. Wants to be a hero and part of a team with her sisters Aiko, Ami and Mizuki.Midoriya Mizuki, the name above the white and green haired girl read, Quirk: Hydrokensisi. Able to manipulate and create water or ice. Born thanks to a Quirk manifestation causing Midoriya Izuku ‘Atlas’ to become pregnant with the last person he slept with’s children. Assigned herself the task of dosing her twin’s flames when they go haywire. Youngest biological twin daught of Midoriya Izuku ‘Atlas’ and Midoriya Shouto ‘Comet’. Wants to be a hero and part of a team with her sisters Aiko, Ami and Kurenai.

[dovelyscribbles]

I drew my friend's OC, Sai Aiza! Next post will be another drawing of them, but more spooky themed~ 😏

[come-away-with-me87]

It Takes Two Chapter 4

Chapter 3 here

Shouta looked at you for a moment and said, "Midnight's right, Miss- Y/N.  I think we can be on a first name basis."  And with that, he was out the door in a flash.  That was the first time you ever heard him call you by your first name.  You couldn't help but blush once again for some unexpected reason.  Since Toshinori wasn't drinking, he took his leave next.  "Awww, why is everyone leaving?  The night is still so young!" Hizashi exclaimed.  Toshinori just shook his head and laughed, saying goodnight to everyone.

Finally, it was just you, Hizashi and Nemuri left at the table.  Nemuri and Hizashi looked at each other, and Nemuri then looked at you and finally said, "you know, Y/N, I'm just going to say it. Tonight was supposed to be a setup.  For you and Shouta.  That's why we didn't tell either of you that the other was going to be here." You gawked at her, completely dumbfounded.  You then looked at Hizashi, "you knew about this, too?"  Hizashi just looked at you and nodded his head.  You said, "why in the world would you try to set me up with Mr. Aiza- Shouta?" The man does not like me, he barely speaks to me."  Nemuri and Hizashi just looked at each other.  Hizashi spoke up, "I already told you, Y/N, you would know if Eraser didn't actually like you."  You didn't know what else to say.

After several awkward minutes, you finally said, "guys, I appreciate what you were trying to do.  But it's just not like that with me and Shouta.  He's my boss.  Sure, I wish we were better friends, but again, it's just not like that."  Nemuri and Hizashi looked at each other again, and both of them just shrugged their shoulders.  "Fine, Y/N, if that's how you feel.  Now, why don't you tell me about this Kenzo guy?  He's a complete smokeshow," Nemuri said.  Hizashi then spoke up, "yeah, I'm man enough to say when another man is good-looking.  And THAT dude was good-looking."  You just laughed at the two of them.  "Nothing else happened that I haven't already told you.  But yes, I'm in complete agreement with both of you with how handsome he is."  

And just like that, the conversation started flowing easily again between the three of you, like nothing out of the ordinary happened that night.  It was around 11:30pm when you found yourself yawning, though, and told Hizashi and Nemuri you were going to take your leave.  "Thanks for coming out tonight, Y/N.  It was fun," Nemuri said as she gave you a hug.  "Night, guys, I'll see you guys on Monday," you said to both of them with a wave as you walked out the door.  You got into your car and took a deep breath.  Well, what a night that was.  You turned your key in the ignition, and made your way home.

Once you arrived home, you changed out of your clothes into a comfy set of pajamas, washed your face, brushed your teeth, and sat down on your couch with Ariel.  You couldn't help but think about the events of that night.  From being asked out on a date by Kenzo, to finding out tonight was supposed to be a setup for you and Shouta.  That was absurd!  Shouta definitely didn't see you in that light.  Nothing would have come out of that setup.  You found yourself yawning again.  "Come on Ariel, let's go to bed."  She followed you into your bedroom, where you laid down on your comfy bed and pillows.  You eventually drifted off into a deep sleep, dreaming of going on a date with an ebony-haired, scruffy, tired-looking man.

******

To be continued...

[sai-of-the-7-stars]

Silly Our Life AU Stuff: My Girlfriend is a Witch But I’m Just a Marine Biologist!!!

So, since my beloved husband @factionfighter dropped some very cute art of Cove using magic on Twitter (in addition to the mock cover he already did for this totally off-the-cuff AU we’ve been playing around with), I thought I’d indulge us both–and anyone who is interested–with some quick snapshots and vignettes.

I may make this a little series. We’ll see.

[NEXT POST]

How Sai and Cove Met

Instead of growing up with Sai across the street as his favorite neighbor, he had Kana instead. He and Kana always maintained a tight brother-sister relationship, and Kana had finally pinned down Derek to be her boyfriend (and drill into Derek’s thick skull that really had loved him for a decade). Shortly after Kana and Derek officially became a couple, he moved in with Cove and Kana into their rather large apartment.

By contrast: Cove had dated a little bit during college–more out of a curiosity than any deep longing. Having a companion was nice but things tended to fizzle when the other person would ramp things up and want more sensuous meetups. Despite his best efforts, Cove couldn’t quite manage going all the way–because no matter how much he liked his partner, he wasn’t as deeply connected to them as he was to, say, Kana or any of his other friends. He wished he could, but knowing how his brain worked and how demisexuality really did suit him, he couldn’t fully give in.

But that didn’t mean Cove didn’t have a fulfilling life otherwise. At 26, life was pretty good! He was a marine biologist at ORCA, he taught surfing classes during the summer (usually on the weekends), and he had a good group of friends and family.

Then one day in late May, just as spring winds were turning summery and warm, Sai moved into the apartment across the hall. Cove, Derek, and Kana had spotted her as they were coming home from a food run to In-N-Out.

In addition to wearing jean shorts, strappy flat sandals, and a halter-style tank top, Sai wore silver jewelry on her wrists and ankles, rings on her fingers, multiple earrings, and a single silver star necklace. The jewelry made a perfect complement to her white hair and gray eyes. It also made her impossible to miss.

While Kana and Derek exchanged comments about the beautiful new neighbor, Cove found himself studying her like she had just walked out of the ocean. She was fascinating.

And then Sai turned to the three of them and smiled. When they were in reach, she juggled a small cardboard box onto her hip as movers hefted heavier items into her apartment, and held out her hand—to Cove first.

“Hi there. I’m Sai Aiza, and it looks like we’re going to be neighbors. I hope we can get along.”

Cove found himself gripping her small hand and gently shaking it, and then saying, “Hi, I’m Cove,” before his brain had caught up with the rest of his body and had a chance to process and panic.

Kana and Derek gave their cheerful greetings, and Sai shook their hands in turn. Sai was friendly, warm, and held something of a mysterious air to her. But at first, nothing seemed to be too different about her from any other human being.

Although, in Cove’s eyes, she seemed to shimmer. Just a little. But he kept that observation to himself.

[cuteniarose]

consider: emran x suiren?? what r ur thoughts?

Well… first of all, Emran is 25 years older than Suiren, so do with that information what you will

Second, he’s her uncle’s sibling, and while they aren’t related by blood I feel like there’s still some line there that’s being crossed

Third, yes, Emran is genderfluid, but he is a man sometimes and Suiren is a lesbian (though this one is the least of my concerns, tbh, lesbians can do whatever the fuck they want, I'm not into that exclusionist bullshit)

But if we put all that aside for the sake of argument.. I honestly don’t think Emran is Suiren’s type? Character-wise I think they’d match well, his happy and freedom loving personality would speak to her anarchist spirit (though I do think she’d get annoyed with that overly positive attitude really, really quickly) but looks-wise he’s just too androgynous for her liking. We all know she’s weak for a certain someone else with green eyes and pale skin and black hair (does Kuvira look like she’d belong in this family or am I losing it?), but the butch vibes have to be off the charts for her to be really interested. Also he’s happy with life as an acolyte at one of the Air Temples while she’d rather die than live there and meditate all the time and wear orange 😂 So the most I could hypothetically see them as is a one night stand, or perhaps a short term relationship, but nothing else

[cuteniaarts]

Post-recovery Summiya concept sketch :)

[your-worst-knightmare]

its crazy to me that fandom, despite being so in love with parallels to myth and folktale, have still not managed to write a fic paralleling Rostam and Sohrab to Batman and Red Hood (or any of the robins tbh)

like ummm what are we doing here even

[malachitezmeyka]

*breathing heavily, shaking, through gritted teeth* Haha I am being SOOO Aiza coded right now you have no idea!!