#they also have like 15 kinds of mochi

[smimon]

Suddenly there is a Korean store nearby... Guess I'll cook tteokbokki ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

[briar-backstab]

Hi, I'm Briar‼️

Welcome to my blog! I'm 15 years old and I live in England. I like to talk about the shenanigans in my life and new obsessions. I love talking to everyone, but adults please dni...

Here are a few of my interests, if you also like them then I hope we can be friends :]

Fashion: Scene, Emo, Mall goth, Y2K, banba gyaru, cybergoth

Food: Mango, mochi, cherries, lots of spicy food and most sweets XD

TV shows: South Park, Saiki K, Daily lives of high school boys, Schitt's creek, and MHA (Kind of lol, I might rewatch it bc I've forgotten lots of it)

Music: Korn, Slipknot, Insane Clown Posse, Fall out boy, Panic! At the disco, System of a down, KMFDM, gulu gulu, a bit of Gorillaz, Linkin Park, Kittie, Limp Bizkit,  and a TINY bit of deftones :>

As always I'm open to any music or anime recommendations!! :3

Here are some random facts about me:

- I'm lesbian (don't call me a fag if we're not close ffs🙏)

-I have ADHD so I'm quite hyper irl, but I don't really like talking to people I don't know it's awkward XD

-I'm vegetarian and no my parents don't force me

-I go to a girls school. I get moderately bullied but it doesn't affect me much haha

-I have 6 piercings I'm not allowed more *cries*

-I love animals SO MUCH! <3

-I'm always listening to music, add my airbuds! (briar.exe)

-My passion is animation and computers, but listen, you don't want to pick computer science gcse (^_-)

-I FREAKING HATE MAGA

-I'd love to go on a protest one day for one of my strong beliefs.

-Speaking of my beliefs, here are some hold very close to my heart: Animal rights, human rights, equality for all, abortion IS moral and also, the government is fucked up (you can't deny it, cmon)

That's enough about me XD,

DM me if u wanna be friends because I think you're awesome (¯³¯)

[unique-high]

In between the pages of you | YOONGI X BLK FEM READER

summary: Yoongi fell in love with you. A girl he had never even met before. Knew everything that you were made up of within 96 pages of a worn red journal with a nirvana sticker on front, with coffee and tea-stained pages that also smelled of lilacs and summer.

genre: fluff, angst, humor, and romance.

a/n: I made a playlist for this fic if you want to check it out :). sorry for any mistakes in the fics.

CHAPTER 2 here

Chapter One: The Red Journal

It's only 2:15 in the morning. Yoongi sat in his usual spot in the back of the ramen shop eating his usual order of creamy pork belly shin. The crispy pork had a nice crunch, and the broth warmed his chest and stomach in the cold winter month of December.

The little ramen shop wasn't busy, just the same faces Yoongi had seen when he came here when he hit a mental creative block in his music writing. Oftentimes times Yoongi would people-watch, taking in insignificant details of the other customers he could somehow use in his music.

Like the old man with ink-stained fingers, Yoongi wonders if the old man is a kind of comic creator.

Then there was the young man slurping down his noodles as he studied for some kind of test.

Yoongi noticed a red journal sitting in the center of a table a few feet away from him. He looked around to see if the owner of it was anywhere. No one was at the serving counter or at the tea machine. The little ramen shop didn't have restrooms, so you had to use the restroom at the 7-Eleven across the street. So he thought maybe the owner could be there.

By the time Yoongi was done eating, he paid for his meal at the serving counter and bought a strawberry mochi ice cream. He walked by the table with the red Journal; he stood there for a moment staring at it. The owner never came for it.

So Yoongi took it to the serving counter.

“Someone left their journal here,” Yoongi said to the cook.

The middle-aged man looked at the journal and then at Yoongi.

“Okay?”

“Do you have a lost and found?”

“Does it look like I have one?”

“Can I leave it here in case the owner returns?”

“It'll get thrown out with the trash.”

Yoongi put the red journal in his messenger bag. He gave a tight lip smile to the cook and left.

The red Journal sat in front of him on his desk. He stared at the Nirvana sticker on the cover. He opened the journal to see if there was information so he could return it to the owner.

Yoongi reads the pretty handwriting, and the name written inside Y/N with hearts drawn around your name. There was no other information, so he flipped to the first page.

There's a faint hint of coffee that hits his nose and a coffee ring in the upper corner of the page with a movie ticket taped down from some French movie you saw back in July.

Yoongi read the first page of your journal. At first, he thought it would be crossing into someone else private life: what if there's some really deep personal shit here?

But Yoongi was a little nosey about who you, Y/n, might be.

June 1, 2023

I and my friend Namjoon ate at this Chinese restaurant above my apartment building. It's a small little one run by a husband and wife. I had sweet and sour pork with steaming white rice and Namjoon had Wonton soup. Namjoon thinks it's a little childish that I made a wish on my rice. I never told Namjoon this was something I always did with my grandma. She'll cook some rice for us on my birthdays, sprinkling a little sugar and adding some butter, before digging in we made a wish on the rice. I know it's nothing special to some people, but for me, brief memories like that with my grandma felt like hot chicken noodle soup on a bitter winter day warming your insides. So yeah, I'll continue wishing on bowls of rice, just to keep that memory of my grandma alive when she wasn't.

Yoongi's fingers trailed over each sentence until he was at the end where he saw a little chibi drawing at the bottom of the page with two people, a younger girl and an elderly woman with bowls of rice in front of them and scribbled above their heads read: Granny and Me.

His chest tightened a bit, and he batted his eyes to keep the tears away. It reminds him of him and his grandpa when Yoongi was a small boy, they would always go fishing, and Yoongi and his grandpa would wish on dragonflies so they could catch the biggest fish. They never did though and it never disappointed Yoongi when he caught something even smaller, it was the moments he spent with his grandpa that made these little memories special.

So Yoongi could understand you, wanting to keep that part of your grandma alive.

All he can do is try to imagine what your smile must have been like when a bowl of hot rice was placed in front of you, did you close your eyes? Or did you thank whatever God you believed in, if you even believed in one?

He was curious about how many wishes you made over the years, what you wished for, and did any of them ever come true?

Only from the first page of your journal Yoongi could tell you were someone with a pure heart.

Maybe you saw the world a little differently, like a child did when they first become curious about the world around them.

Maybe you were nice. Maybe you weren't nice enough. Maybe you smiled too much. Maybe you smiled too little. Maybe you cried easily when someone slightly raised their voice to you. Maybe you didn't cry at all.

A lot of maybes Yoongi thought about. Just a couple hundred words that Yoongi read he wanted to know who you were as a person. That all the maybes he had could be answered.

He flipped through the pages of your journal, just scanning over the pages. Some pages were torn out, with scraps of paper left behind from where you ripped them out.

Yoongi counted 96 pages with pieces of you scattered throughout the stained pages, folded corners, pretty handwriting, and every page smelled of lilacs.

a/n: the idea for this was random because I wanted to buy a journal and I'm like, what if there was a story about a journal and two people? I asked my friend who it should be about. It was either between Namjoon and Yoongi. And Yoongi made it. I may or may not do a Namjoon version. 😭

For a good portion of the story, we only will see Y/n through her journal and how Yoongi may see her.

Taglist: @kingofbodyrolls @illnevertrustmyselfagain @lachibolalasstuff @tarahardcore @itsshaydeekaydee @iluvkyo

If you would like to be added to the taglist for future chapters, let me know :)

[swiftsaltsweet]

Yokoya Days Ch 4: Kyoshi gets The Talk

Characters: Rangi and Kyoshi (RoK characters tbh)

Pairing: Rangshi (Mostly Rangi crushing and Kyo showing signs of attraction) and also showing Kyoshi's crush on Yun (as little as I can cause I'm biased~!)

Rating: T

Summary:

Ever wonder what Kyoshi, Rangi, and Yun were like before the whole Iceberg incident? How they first met? And so on? Aka, little episodic adventures of 14/15/16 year old Yokoyan Trio.

Canon compliant, end game pairings in the actual novel u_u

Other Sites: AO3 

A/N: Please look at trigger warnings in the notes below for this chapter. εミ(ο_ _)ο

A/N: Me: Kyoshi getting “The Talk” from Mui or Kelsang. XDMe: *remembering that Kyoshi by 16 was used to certain men thinking they had “ particular dimensions made her a public good”*Me: *remembers she started the Kyoshi warrior because of “jerks” that kept bothering women in her port town*Me: *stares deep into the damn void*

So this is going to be a bit more…..serious. And I guess it’s a good time to mention that I do wanna explore serious sides of Kyoshi’s past, not just the goofy fun shipping adventures. I just didn’t think I’d get to THIS topic so soon. ;w;

I don’t think I need to increase the rating since it doesn’t go into detail about *gestures vaguely*, plus in my experience the sex talk/sex education predated my high school teen experiences so like…I think I’m good. 

TRIGGER WARNING: Ummm sex education? Period talk? Mixed with the horrors of Kyoshi growing up around sailors, as well as a port that was known to sexually harass women (Kyoshi pretty much never left the damn place where else did she deal with men who wanted her “dimensions???”). (which I dunno know what to label that as, sexual harassment? Or at least possible allusion to?)

(sorry if the subject matter is uncomfy, but it’s something I’ve been wanting to know about whenever little tidbits have come up in canon. And I really wanted to explore it. I’m going to try to deliver it from a perspective of Kyoshi’s callous, but still young mind who’s used to this sort of thing by now, so that’ll be an interesting exercise. I dunno, in canon I think Kyoshi IS aware of a lot of wrong that was done to her, but I also think she can be flippant and unaware of some of the scarier aspects her upbringing had.)

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Kyoshi sat down on an isolated bench in the back part of the mansion with Auntie Mui, scattering feed onto the ground for the picken to feed on. Auntie Mui had wanted to talk to her about something, but she seemed a little hesitant. 

Kyoshi, of course, couldn't help but think it was the worst case scenario. “Auntie Mui…am I being let go?”

Auntie Mui, who was deep in thought, startled out of her stupor and looked at Kyoshi with wide eyes. “What? No! What in the spirits would make you think that?”

“Oh,” Kyoshi looked back down to a picken who seemed taken with her feet. It even started roosting on her toes. “Well you’re all serious, and you wanted to talk with me alone… So I thought… You wanted to save me from some embarrassment and fire me in a more secluded place.”

Auntie Mui started sweating, waving her hands frantically. “Spirits no, child! Nothing like that! I was just, um, thinking about what flavor of mochi to make for dessert! Yes! That’s it! What flavor would you like dear?”

Kyoshi frowned. “We can have mochi?”

Seemed like a delicacy that the staff wouldn’t be allowed to touch, she didn’t know they could have that kind of stuff. They usually had to make do with the jook in the kitchen and the leftovers they made for the higher ups for their side dishes. 

“I’ll sneak you one, they won’t know,” she winked.

“You don’t need to do that, I wouldn’t want you to get into trouble…”

“It’s not trouble at all! All young girls should be allowed something sweet!” Auntie Mui protested. 

“O–ok!” Kyoshi finally relented. If Auntie Mui was fine with it…

“So what flavor?” she pushed.

Kyoshi bit her lip. She didn’t really have a favorite flavor. Anything that wasn’t trash? Most Air Nomad treats Kelsang could get her were…airy. Lightly sugared crackers, not very sweet. It was the best he could do with his trip time and lack of a kitchen. He’d expressed wanting to make her a fruit pie, but between his fears of it going bad while on his trip to see her, and his own worries about it tasting good (he usually worried more about using it for ‘target practice’ than food, whatever that meant). He had gotten her a cookie one time, but she was so sick she could barely taste anything at the time. She didn’t have the heart to tell him that, though.

“I don’t have a preference, whatever you make I'll be happy.” It was the truth, Kyoshi wasn’t very picky. She’d eaten worse to survive before.

Kyoshi heard Auntie Mui mumble something like “I wonder if she has any thoughts on this. Maybe she brought some cinnamon from her country I can use?” 

Kyoshi didn’t bother to ask her to clarify who ‘she’ was.

Kyoshi stood up. “Is that all? Should we head back?” She’d empty out all the feed in her bag, and if this little rendezvous was because Auntie Mui wanted to make sure Kyoshi got a spare treat, then they’d accomplish it. But Auntie Mui wasn’t done, she pulled Kyoshi back down to the bench.

“Now, now. There’s no rush. I have more to talk with you about!”

Kyoshi gave her a quizzical look. The older woman was back to looking anxious. “Ok?”

Auntie Mui cleared her throat. “Kyoshi, as you may know, I don’t have any children…”

Kyoshi did know that. But she also didn’t know how they got onto such a topic out of the blue. In moments like these, it was best if she just nodded her head and pretended like she knew what was going on.

“So this is… Oh, I know why I was asked but… Just… Please know I’m as uncomfortable about this as you are…”

Well, Kyoshi wasn’t uncomfortable…until now. What was going on? 

Auntie Mui cleared her throat. “Kyoshi, do you know about the frog birds and the lady bees?”

Kyoshi blinked. Why were they talking about animals now? They were just talking about Auntie Mui’s lack of children…

Roll with it. Roll with it. 

“I see the frog birds when they’re migrating. And lady bees are a good snack if there’s nothing else around.” She thought about the last time she had one. It was a few days before they found the Avatar, there was an abundance since it was almost the start of the summer so she had a little feast for herself. It’d been awhile since Kelsang had visited, and had run out of any alms he’d gathered for her since he last visited. And due to her current age, she found it riskier to take on errands around the village like she used to. So she opted to eat the bugs in the forest instead.

They tasted pretty decent, but she had to be sure to remove the stinger from them first. They at least tricked her brain into thinking she could go a little longer without meat.

Auntie Mui, finger raised in the air and ready to continue her monologue, stopped. Eyes wide and face paling, she turned and looked at Kyoshi. “Snack?”

Kyoshi nodded, staring right back. Then realization hit her. “Oh! Sorry, I guess most people don’t eat lady bees…” 

Oh, right. I don’t think most people eat bugs. She had noticed some of the poorer families would resort to that when their harvest wasn’t as abundant that year. Just another thing that was different between the haves and have-nots. Even being destitute herself, however, Kyoshi somehow found herself the odd one out of the have-nots as well. 

This always happened to her. Kyoshi would think something is normal and talk about it, only to find out how odd she was. She’d been doing so well, though. Gauging and figuring out what to say and keep to herself. Looks like she messed up this time. Auntie Mui was probably disgusted by her. That’s how it usually went anyway.

Auntie Mui waved her hands frantically. “No no! It’s not it’s– Um, I heard it’s a delicacy in the… Fire Nation! Yes! That’s it! The Fire Nation! You should ask Miss Rangi about it–”

“I’m good.” Kyoshi said without hesitation. “Auntie Mui, why are you asking about animals?”

Auntie Mui put her head in her hands. “I– Ok, maybe I should just– Kyoshi, you know when a man and a woman love each other? They um…have a child?”

And then they abandon them. Kyoshi thought coldly. But she nodded regardless.

“Well, making a baby is a process! And that, um, that process is–”

Something about the conversation felt familiar, and with a surge of sadness, she remembered a moment with her parents. Jesa and Hark. They spoke in round about ways about where babies came from too, but they didn’t stutter like Auntie Mui was doing. They were confident, even told a fantastical story (not that she remembered the details), something about a pigeon stork.

After they’d abandoned her in Yokoya, Kyoshi found out the real truth, and there was no pigeon stork that dropped babies off. 

Suddenly it dawned on Kyoshi what Auntie Mui was trying to say. She didn’t know why Auntie Mui was doing this… But after a moment she realized, maybe she was trying to teach her something! Yes! That’s what Auntie Mui liked to do after all!

She watched as Auntie Mui was fumbling with her words, twisting a dish rag in her hands to self soothe. Kyoshi remembered how awkward she felt when she first learnt about it, the real truth that is. Maybe she could set Auntie Mui’s mind at ease by showing how much she knew? How knowledgeable she was? But was that a good idea? 

“Auntie Mui, are you trying to tell me how a baby is made?” Kyoshi asked. If she kept it vague, maybe she wouldn’t have to go into detail.

Auntie Mui laughed nervously. “Yes! Yes, that is what I– Are you ok with me telling–”

“I already know,” she said confidently. “ And I know it’s not the pigeon stork either!”

Auntie Mui looked at her confused. “Oh? Did one of the other maids tell you?”

Kyoshi shook her head. “Nope, it was before I came to the mansion.”

Auntie Mui nodded slowly. “Then was it Master Kelsang? But wait– Then why–”

Kyoshi shook her head again. “No, I learnt it before I met Kelsang.”

“Did your paren–”

Kyoshi felt her entire being become like stone at the mere mention of her parents. Auntie Mui quickly changed the subject, most likely because of Kyoshi’s reaction. She never did have a good handle on controlling her expressions.

“Um, how about you tell me what you know. Where you learnt it isn’t the issue. I just want to make sure you have the correct information!”

“You sure?” 

Kyoshi really didn’t like the topic, but Auntie Mui was a good person. So far she’d only had the best for Kyoshi in mind, always consistently warning Kyoshi about certain matters, and it was probably the case here too! She did have questions on some specifics, but didn’t have anyone offer to help until now. So maybe it wouldn’t be so bad telling her?

It’s Auntie Mui, of course it’d be fine. She was slowly talking herself into it.

“Yes yes! Go ahead, tell me everything, nothing is off limits. I won’t judge,” she said with a kind smile.

“Ok…” She didn’t know why Auntie Mui would judge her for what she knew, people judged Kyoshi for much less. Like existing. But it was still nice to hear nonetheless, it set her at ease.

Then Kyoshi went into detail about everything she knew. She felt confident in most of it, though she didn’t understand all the specifics, she was fairly sure with certain aspects of the act. All in all, it felt really good to share what she knew, to get it off her chest. 

When she was done, she looked back at Auntie Mui expectantly. A part of herself kind of wanted to hear a compliment, maybe how smart and knowledgeable she was. But she quickly shoved down the silly notion. She shouldn’t expect such things for supposedly common knowledge. 

However, when her eyes finally landed back on Auntie Mui, she found the older woman was extremely pale and appeared to have trouble breathing. Kyoshi felt her face fall slightly. 

“Is…Is this not what you wanted to teach me?” A ball was forming in Kyoshi’s stomach. Yelling at her that she said too much, again! She should’ve been more careful, she knew what she’d seen and heard was bad. No one had to tell her, she could feel it deep in her gut. She should’ve been more aware of the social contract, yes she was given permission but that didn’t mean she should divulge. Hadn’t she learnt by now?

“Kyoshi… I… What I said before, about how it didn’t matter who taught you this. Ignore it. Who told you these things? Where did you learn…those words? How…How do you know–” she couldn’t finish the rest of her sentence.

Kyoshi’s confidence in her knowledge sank instantly, and she looked anywhere but Auntie Mui. She could tell by her tone, she really had said something very wrong. 

Kyoshi couldn’t tell Auntie Mui that she originally learnt about sex from one of Aoma’s older cousins. Especially when the girls were standing over her, hitting her with a rock. All of it was in retaliation of Kyoshi revealing to Aoma that it was her parents leaving treats under her pillow, not the Harvest Spirit. She supposed it was retribution, an eye for an eye. 

Kyoshi (accidentally) had ruined Aoma’s preconception of the Harvest Spirit, so they thought to ruin Kyoshi’s preconception on where babies came from. Aoma ended up in the crossfire of that one as well… Her cousins probably should’ve made sure she was out of earshot before they started talking.

That wasn’t so bad though. What they told her did shake her, but she remembered having more issues treating her open wounds and making sure they didn’t fuse with her clothes than anything else. No, it’s what she saw and heard and learned first hand on the docks that bothered her more. 

It was a long time again, most of it anyway, but regardless… Kyoshi knew if she said anything, Auntie Mui would march down there and cause trouble. Which would cause trouble with the Avatar and Jianzhu’s relations with the villagers. Which would probably in turn…cause trouble with Kyoshi again and would probably get her fired. 

It’d be best to make up a visiting sailor unrelated to the town, it wouldn’t be too far off from other similar encounters anyway. 

“Around…” Kyoshi paled, looking as another picken had come over. Now she had two pickens roosting on each of her toes. 

“Around where?”

“...by the port?”

Aunty Mui clucked her tongue. “Sailors and fishermen…degenerates…” She said it with such disdain. Disdain Kyoshi only ever heard from the Yokoyans whenever they said her name. It was enough for Kyoshi to want to defend them…as weird as it sounded.

“They aren’t really…they’d give me scraps sometimes…” 

Some of the kinder fishermen, usually from out of town, would see her struggling and just out right give it to her. Some made her work for it, a dance here, an errand there. Other times she stole from them, usually the ones that didn’t keep their end of the bargain. 

She would usually feel bad for doing such an act, but then she’d remember how they’d humiliate her or failed to pay her after her errand… Or she’d remember the cries of poor farmer women that they’d paid to come into their quarters, preying on their need to feed themselves or their families… Well, Kyoshi’s guilt would dry up fairly quickly. Especially the latter, she always hated sneaking around when the latter was happening. 

Auntie Mui smacked her legs. “Kyoshi! That does not excuse–” She stopped, she must’ve seen how uncomfortable Kyoshi got, and softened her voice. “They shouldn’t have– No, they had no business talking to a young lady like that! Ohhh– Did you happen to catch their boat’s name? Are they local? I ought to have a word with them!”

The older woman started huffing and puffing in her seat, expanding like a balloon as Kyoshi shook her head. She didn’t keep track of whose boat was whose. Not that she would’ve told Auntie Mui anyway. She didn’t want any trouble… Even if they were from out of town, they would stop coming here, and that would hurt the already poor town’s economy. Which would hurt relations with the Avatar and Jianzhu…which would get her fired. 

No, she’d stay quiet. She understood what people did to survive, she wouldn’t get rid of that avenue for them. Especially now she was in a much better position, who was she to take options from people who had less? Even though she loathed those certain sailors who now found it just fine to poke and prod and comment on her newly formed dimensions. 

Kyoshi balled her fists involuntarily from her recent memories. It was almost enough for her to let Auntie Mui go on her inquisition. But she remembered she couldn’t be selfish. Others relied on those bastards, they were sometimes the only thin line between starving or a meal on the table for the night. She’d stay silent. 

Auntie Mui took a few more deep breaths and turned to Kyoshi. “I’m sorry I just… None of this is aimed at you dear, you’ve done nothing wrong! But can you tell me how old you were when you learnt this?”

Kyoshi thought about it. She remembered Aoma’s cousins were about twice Aoma’s age, and Aoma was around the same age as her… She knew she was around five or six when she was dropped off, and it was not long after she got kicked out onto the street when this occurred.

 “Five?”

“FIVE?!” she squawked, standing up. “That’s way too young!”

Kyoshi had a feeling that was the case… She didn’t know why, but she felt the lump in her stomach moving up to the back of her throat. Moisture pricked at the corners of her eyes, and she felt waves of heated shame rolling through her.

Auntie Mui was now puffing in place, inconsolable. The rest of the world was mute to her rage. Kyoshi kept staring at the ground, more pickens had come over, nestling all around her feet. She wondered if they were trying to console her?

“That’s it! I’m going to have a word with– Kyoshi, you have to tell me who told you–” She stopped and went quiet. Kyoshi didn’t know why, she just kept looking at the pickens, trying to keep the pain in her throat from becoming worse.

She felt Auntie Mui softly sit back down, and a gentle arm went around her shoulders. Kyoshi felt herself stiffen at the foreign touch, before slowly melting into it.

“I’m sorry for my outburst,” she said quietly. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”

Kyoshi just nodded, afraid of her own voice. She hated it, unsure why she felt like this. 

Auntie Mui rubbed a hand up and down Kyoshi’s arm, trying to soothe her. “If it’s ok, can I clarify some things with you? I couldn't help but notice…the way you phrased certain things… I think they need more explanation.”

Kyosh nodded again. 

“If you have any other questions, you can always come to me and ask. And when you do, I’ll make your favorite kimbap. Ok?”

Kyoshi finally looked at Auntie Mui, she looked a little distorted in her suspended tears. But nodded, grateful.

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Kyoshi sat under one of the giant trees, relaxing. She’d just finished eating her supper (jook with moo-sow strips, an extra portion courtesy of Lee’s share), and was now about to take a bite into what Auntie Mui called ‘cinnamon sugar mochi.’ One bite in and she felt an explosion of flavor enter her mouth. It was almost as overpowering as it was addicting. She couldn’t help but kick her feet from the sugary goodness!

It took all her self control to not eat the treat in two whole bites! But alas, it was still gone way too soon. 

I should’ve savored it more. Kyoshi pouted.

A sound of a breaking tree branch alerted her attention, and she turned around. Rangi stood there, a small wrapped bun looking thing in her hand, and Kyoshi’s heart plummeted. Her day had been so hectic and fraught, she’d forgotten all about her immediate dilemma!

This was it, Rangi was going to get her revenge! Kyoshi wanted to run, but now that her stomach was full she didn’t think her chances of getting away were very high… It was best to just sit here and accept her fate.

At least I was able to have such a delicious treat before I went! Kyoshi cried in her head. 

Kyoshi’s eyes briefly darted to the object in Rangi’s hand. It was probably an oil bomb of some sort, she was going to make sure there was nothing left of Kyoshi to bury after she burned her!

Rangi’s mouth pulled to one side, into a frown. “Did you enjoy your dessert?” 

Kyoshi winced. Was she going to make Kyoshi puke it back up? Maybe force her to eat it again? It wouldn’t be the first time someone did that to her…

Kyoshi nodded hesitantly.

Rangi’s face went back to her usual fierce neutrality. “Good. You can have mine then, I don’t want it.”

With that, she dropped the package, which was another cinnamon sugar mochi but wrapped to go, into Kyoshi’s lap. Then promptly walked off. Kyoshi could only stare after Rangi, mouth agape. Her mind flitted to multiple things at once. Did she not like such a delicious treat? Was she just so used to these kinds of things she didn’t care where she tossed it? Why give it to her? 

Amidst her confusion, she did realize one thing. Kyoshi decided to take it as a sign that Rangi wasn’t going to kill her.

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A/N: Kyoshi sweetie, you should really say something. (maybe I went too overboard with such a “damned” scenario? But it feels like that would be the most likely thing to happen in a poor, desperate port town). She’ll fix it when she becomes the Avatar, her dealing with “jerks at the port” is how she made the Kyoshi Warriors! ;w; So we at least know there is a good eventual ending. 

I was trying to walk the line of Kyoshi’s innocence and also how desensitized to the situations she’s in. (for real canon her blase attitude to eating garbage TT0TT My heart I…)

I apologize for the heavier subject matter (I tried to put some humor in this tho ;w; where it was appropriate of course), but I don’t think I can avoid it. Obvie I don’t want to make it graphic and left the things she’s said and alluded to up to the imagination, but I do wanna touch on it as best I can. 

I’ll be remiss to say I’ve never had “cinnamon (sugar) mochi” tbh. But I’m kinda interested now in case it does exist. Ajskfdjakf I prefer Mochi ice cream tbh, and I looove strawberry flavor. Tho I do like red bean paste so maybe I’d like that flavor of mochi ice cream too. *thinking*

Anyway, I can’t help but think cinnamon/cinnamon sugar would be a common sweet/treat/spice(?) in the Fire Nation. Just screams “spicy type sweet” (not that cinnamon is really spicy, but it has a kick so jklsajf). Also, give Rangi a round of applause~! For once she didn’t fumble something (within her control or not). \uwu/ I mean, Kyoshi is still confused but it’s a start~! (she’s gonna mess it up next chapter I bet TT0TT)

Note: have to remember the pig hypbrids have additional names according to the Avatar wiki….so…umm…if an animal name is weird, just look at it there TT0TT

[tealmaskmybeloved]

Some headcanons for Toxic Consequences AU that I'm throwing out here:

1. Dokutaro and Okidogi have the strongest bond out of the Loyal 3 since Okidogi was the first one to be helped by Dokutaro. (In fact, Okidogi is considered to almost be a friend to the peach guy)

2. The Loyal 3's hidden abilities were their abilities before they met Dokutaro and got the Toxic Chain.

3. Okidogi's old ability was Guard Dog. It has the Pokémon's attack boost by 1 stage instead of lowered when hit with Intimdate. It also prevents the user from switching out from moves like Roar. I imagined Okidogi to basically not back down or flee from a battle, no matter how strong the opponent is.

4. Munkidori's old ability was Frisk. It lets the user check the opponent's Pokémon held item. Because of that, I like to think Munkidori was some kind of scout or watchman before meeting Dokutaro.

5. Fezandipiti's old ability was Technician. It increases the power of moves that are usually 60 base power or below by 50%. I like to imagine that Fezandipiti would always try boosting its appearance before meeting Dokutaro.

6. While Munkidori and Fezandipiti were unidentified Pokémon before getting the Toxic Chain, Fezandipiti was an Unfezant. (It also explains his undying hatred towards them in my AU)

7. Fezandipiti is trans (ftm) because I say so.

8. Fezandipiti can also captivate and somewhat manipulate people with its pheromones. This isn't as strong as flat out mind control, but it makes for a great backup.

9. Okidogi carries Kieran around sometimes, and also if Kieran needs to reach higher places.

10. Dokutaro chills in Kieran's backpack while he's at school. Drayton always points this out much to Kieran's annoyance.

11. There's multiple of Ogerpon's species, and they're all based on different fruits! (Except peaches)

12. Somewhat related, there's different kinds of Pecharunts! Except they're based on the different status effects (burn, frozen, paralyzed, asleep), and they're all Ghost type!

13. Like Dokutaro, the other Runts can all bind other Pokémon and people to their will, but most of them are friendly and do it as a sign of friendship, not control.

14. Ogerpon didn't know that Dokutaro was the plush at Peachy's. (In my au, she'd only really got a glimpse of Dokutaro and wasn't able to kick his ass)

15. Ogerpon's horns change shape depending on the mask she's wearing.

16. Kieran's favorite snacks are mochi and chocolate. He also enjoys popcorn from time to time (NOT KETTLECORN THAT THING IS AN ABOMINATION TO LIFE ITSELF /j)

17. The Toxic Chains have Dokutaro's poison inside them, and if they were the break, the poison would spill out.

18. Also the Toxic Chains taste sweet but with a disgusting aftertaste. (do not try this at home kids)

Anyways, let me know what you think! Feel free to ask questions etc.

[bambiraptor9blog]

Crush 40--On Shadow the Hedgehog, Keanu Reeves, and Grief

(and maybe an impending mid-life crisis)

I will be 40 years old soon.

Somehow, I feel like I am 40 going on 14. My obsession with the Sonic the Hedgehog franchise has yet again reached a zenith with the release of two amazing things: Shadow Generations, an add-on to Sonic Generations focusing on my favorite character, Shadow the Hedgehog, and Sonic Movie 3, one of the highest grossing video game films of all time.

I can’t stop listening to Crush 40, the band that plays for the 3D Sonic games (and whose song, ‘Live and Learn,��� was featured in Sonic Movie 3), and revisiting that back catalogue of songs and game titles. I feel like part of me has been revived—reawakened—as I let Sonic music, movies and games guide me on my own healing journey.

In addition to this, I have developed a crush on Keanu Reeves. At 40.

I know what you’re thinking: Whoa. Wait. What? I know, I’m going too fast. It’s kind of my thing. Let me back up a bit to give you some additional context. Just try to keep up with this stream-of-consciousness blog post in the meantime. 😉

I also know what you’re thinking: Hey. That was a bit from Ben Schwartz, the charismatic voice of Sonic the Hedgehog. Stealing others’ lines to write is the wo-o-o-o-o-rst!

Well, yeah. I enjoy using echolalia to communicate how I’m feeling. Deal with it. *sunglasses emoji, CGI explosion in the background*

*blows ash off the laptop screen, wipes keyboard with sleeve, keeps writing*

Silliness aside…it’s been a rough past few years for me, personally. I’ve experienced a lot of loss in a myriad of forms. And while I have managed to do some incredible things—I’ve self-published a dinosaur fantasy novel, I’ve solo traveled to Australia, and I’ve got 15+ years of teaching experience under my belt—writing and creating in general have taken a back seat thanks to anxiety and depression…and grief.

I’ve been in and out of therapy for years, I’ve been managing my symptoms with medication, dietary changes, journaling, even walking places when I have the energy. I have my beloved gray cat Mochi too, with her insistent chirps, yowls and purrs to help me feel present and grounded and most importantly, loved. And my online/offline friends and family—you know who you are—are here for me, too.

Still…I keep yearning for more in my life. For fulfilling my creative destiny, as it were. And my heart is begging me to open up again.

Is it gonna be alright? Therein lies the question that plagues me night and day.

After I finished my novel, I found myself in a creative rut, in a desert of epic proportions with a looming storm on the horizon. It’s like I’m sitting there in my computer chair, the dust swirling around me, and the Word document page is there on my laptop screen, bright white, screaming, For God’s sake, write something! I think I took the wrong pill, I want to tell whoever my Morpheus is. I think I don’t like this freedom you’ve promised me. So I sit and stare at the screen…waiting…waiting for inspiration to strike like a lightning bolt before the flash flood.

And…nothing. No white rabbit to follow, no magic to chase, no one has come to my rescue except me. Sitting there, some nights unable to sleep well, some days I struggle to eat. And yet, probably due to sheer stubbornness of will, I move on. I keep going, I keep trying, I keep putting myself out there on forums, on Discord, on so many applications and message feeds. I walk away from the computer chair out of frustration, because once again—my energy has gone elsewhere instead of the place my heart so desperately wants to be. Wherever that is, I am uncertain. And this uncertainty eats at me worse than the wind and water erodes the coastline.

I go to the beach on weekends, I feel the wind and admire the ocean, only to smell and taste the ash from the beloved towns near Hollywood burning, and again, I think in song:

Is it gonna be alright?

Instead of writing, I’d turned to Sonic video games and rewatching the first two movies to cope. This is a lifelong habit of mine, ingrained in me since I was young. When my world has crumbled to chaos, the only certainty I can salvage is in a blue blur and his black and red nemesis. The blue rat is a source of comfort, familiarity, and attitude that I deeply enjoy. Reciting the lines from Sonic Adventure 2 since its debut in 2001, bouncing joyously to the music, reveling in the teenage me that I never fully appreciated nor understood—these things kept me going at low ebbs in the tides of life.

I was binging Sonic and Shadow YouTube videos late at night when I saw it: a comic by a Sonadow shipping artist. A very well made comic, sourced from tumblr. And when I saw Sonic and Shadow kiss passionately, something stirred within me. Something was not the same. I was tired of playing by the rules of society’s game…

Unfortunately, I could not defy gravity, but I could decide to start somewhere with my writing.

And on hearing Shadow’s new voice, I felt a similar thrill. So I started again. I decided to write fan fiction based on the Sonic movies, in particular emphasizing Shadow from Sonic Movie 3.

I admit I didn’t think much of Keanu Reeves in a crush kind of way decades prior. Oh yes, I knew of his work—there was no doubt there—I, like Sonic, loved him in Speed, and enjoyed teasing everyone I knew when I took the bus back and forth to school and work that it couldn’t go faster than 55 miles an hour, thus the reason why I was perpetually late (ADHD? Pfft, what’s that?).

I loved his voice in Dracula and in Shakespeare’s works, because I too have the dreaded SoCal accent—what some typecast as Valley Girl or Skater/Surfer Boi—and I thought he was rather handsome then as well. I remember his smile, too, that brilliant grin that made me smile back.

But my heart in my teen years was stolen by an Aussie knight in shining armor—Heath Ledger—so I let Ted from his Excellent Adventure days slip from my mind. Yeah, I know—bummer.

The Matrix was a film I barely remember seeing, probably because the body horror still makes me squeamish—even though comics and writings with such scenes don’t detest me in the slightest. But I do remember the trenchcoats and the sunglasses, how popular that look became. I rewatched the film recently, and I enjoyed it, although its messages have aligned very well with my internal quicksand of existentialism.

I couldn’t place why I liked the toy stuntman Duke Kaboom when I saw Toy Story 4, but I really liked his character, and then I found out Keanu voiced him—well, shoot.

And when I learned about his personal tragic backstory, with glimpses in the entertainment media channels—well, this is interesting.

Why is it that people who create my favorite things—musicians, voice actors, writers—all share a similar trajectory traumatically with me? I’m sure there’s some psychoanalytical thing here. Maybe an energy thing, like a vibe check. Who knows—but oof. The resonance intrigues me.

Because Keanu, a very private man, embraces grief in every role, in every creative thing he does. It’s an outlet for his pain, for his personal growth. And he works really hard, too, to bring that message of hope in chaos. I admire that deeply. Because unlike Keanu, I tend to run and hide from my own healing process, tend to dismiss the impact grief has on me right now. And I struggle with channeling my grief into my writing beyond journaling and therapy homework.

An even more interesting parallel, is that Keanu is a writer too. He recently published a comic series and then a follow up novel about an ageless man who becomes a weapon of war, with…get this…a thirty-something scientist WITH MY RL NAME that revives his memories and well…!

Spider-Man pointing meme is activated!

And so too was my storytelling.

Days before Sonic Movie 3 was released to theaters, I challenged myself. At first, I thought, ugh. No one is gonna want to read my goofy Sonadow story. So I slept on it. And then, I thought, what the hell. And I published the first chapter to Archive of Our Own.

Within hours, dozens of kudos notifications hit my inbox. I had set off a deluge in my personal creative desert. And my heart began to pitter patter in a way I hadn’t let myself feel in years.

Holy shit. What have I done?!

John Wick: "Yeah. I'm thinking I'm back!"

The more I wrote the story, the more I referenced the Sonic Movie 3 actor interviews after seeing the film in theaters twice. Is that research? I guess. I don’t know, I tend to think of it as, oh look! Another form of my obsessions taking place—neat!

And I admit I love the Shadow the Hedgehog video game from 2005. Yes I played it, yes it was fun. I mean, come on, I get to be the cool guy on a motorcycle—which in reality, my ex was into that stuff for a time, to try and impress me I guess? Never me haha—with a gun—which I will never wield, I’m more of a pacifist than that—and I get to sass Sonic into submission while I kill aliens?! I mean, sign me up!

Shadow as a character is also meant to be voiced by Keanu Reeves. His gruff demeanor, his anger, his fear, the volatility of his emotions—it’s there, in his character arc, as well as held nicely by Keanu’s inflection. Shadow is the quiet rebuke to Sonic’s effervescent chatter, the sobering steel of his gaze and voice merging to tone down Sonic’s wild, rebellious, fun nature. While Sonic represents young boyhood—all over-confidence, bragadocious sass—Shadow represents maturity when he wasn’t ready for it. Shadow is suspicious of the world, and given his upbringing, he has every right to be. When we experience loss at a young age—before we can talk and think for ourselves—it makes healing from depression an arduous mountain to ascend. Add to that later moments of trauma, and it’s like you lose a foothold somewhere on the way up, only to land on your ass in the pouring rain, wondering why in the hell you decided this was a good idea in the first place. Get outside and see Nature, everyone says. Feel the sunshine! Touch the grass! All that stuff. Oh yeah don’t forget yoga, meditation—that will keep the internal horrors at bay. At least, for a little while.

What really helps in healing is connection. Connection in parasocial ways is just as valid as connection in the real world, though it is rare the two shall meet. I’m honestly just happy to be creating again, and finding meaning in my stories and making connections through it too. The connections I’ve made through seeing the Sonic Movie 3 actors, in seeing the passion the director and writers brought, ignites a fire in me that I’ve denied for a really long time. And for that, I thank them. Always.

My wish for the year ahead is to continue forging new connections, to strengthen the ones that matter most, and for me to continue on in my journey of self-discovery through creativity. Because at my heart, at my core, I am an artist.

And in connecting to my younger self, in writing again and seeing the response to my work, I’ve decided yeah.

It’s gonna be alright.

[bombcollar]

I was tagged by @go-go-devil!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

I currently have 151.

2. What is your AO3 wordcount?

327,526

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Currently the most recent fics I wrote have been for Cadence of Hyrule but I've also recently written for Iconoclasts and Pokemon.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

The Ferris Wheel (Bugsnax, Snorplo) - 248

Gemini (Bugsnax, body horror) - 169

Imitation Beef (Bugsnax, continuation of a canon scene) - 165

Imago (Elden Ring, Miquella wakes up as a big bug) - 154

Field Notes (Bugsnax, AU, cosmic horror) - 148

5. Do you respond to comments?

I always try to, even if it's just to say thanks.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

oh god probably one of my bugsnax fics... bugsnax really was ripe for angst. Both One Last Dance and Weary end in the implication that everybody has succumbed to the snax. I tend to leave things on more ambiguous notes than angsty, so even if the characters are in a sad or desperate situation it's uncertain what's going to happen to them next.

7. What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Sleep is Dark Souls III fic that implies the age of dark is actually a good thing and Lorian and Lothric survive to see it after all they've been through. I know I have written other happy things but this one is very hopeful.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I've gotten a couple shitty comments or ones where I was just like, I have no idea what you're trying to communicate to me, but they're extremely rare and I just delete them if I do get them.

9. Do you write smut? If so, which kind?

I do not write smut. Just not my thing.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest crossover you’ve ever written?

Not often, I have a few Fromsoft crossovers but I did write a Bugsnax/Nier Automata fic that never got finished. That's Between My Teeth.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes, quite a few. Ao3 user Dashana in particular has translated a number of my Iconoclasts fics to Russian. I will probably never say no to having a fic translated if it helps it reach a larger audience, especially because I tend to pick niche fandoms or subjects.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I have, with @malicious-fisheeves and with @wheeled-jack as well as some other friends who don't really use tumblr.

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

I really don't feel that strongly about ships much of the time but I do really like Wally/May from Pokemon RSE/ORAS and Gwyndolin/Darkmoon Knightess from Dark Souls.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Ugh I have this Mochi Mayhem rewrite thing in the works but I just can't seem to make any progress on it. I may put it out there unfinished but the problem is I have a big chunk of the beginning done and then a scene at the very end and nothing in the middle lmao.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I've been told I'm really good at building dread. I personally think I'm good at writing platonic and familial character relationships, and writing characters who might be antagonists but who are complex and sympathetic.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I have some trouble when it comes to writing incidental side characters that might serve a purpose for one scene but aren't really that important.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I really enjoy writing dialogue, it's one of my favorite parts of the process.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

I wrote a Rayman 3 fic about some OCs of mine probably back in 2003 or something. It was about these griffin-like creatures that had the powerups tested on them and it fucked them up because they were flesh and blood rather than made of cloth like the Hoodlum enemies are. They were trying to escape the facility they were kept in. Unfortunately I do not think it's still posted on my old ff.net account so it may be lost media.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

I'll always be extremely proud of Monarch Sunrise (the bugsnax timeskip cruise fic) for the sheer scale of it (as far as my fics go) and for all the help I had plotting and editing it.

This is a tough question to answer though because I'm really happy with many of them. I'd say my favorite thing I've written lately is Lyre Lyre, my Octavo backstory fic, because I think it does a good job of laying out his situation in a concise and entertaining manner, like he's telling this story to a crowd.

as for tagging folks uhhh how about @wheeled-jack @mumagi @disco-descent

[musubiki]

Sorry if this has been answered before, but I just don't know where to find it... how is Coco like in a fight? What does she use? What is her role?

Because I get that Mochi is like the support that can deal magical damage, Lime is the main damage dealer who can tank magic, oscar is a more general tank, and i dunno, is Taffy some sort of aoe damage dealer? Or is that conditional? I'm curious to know how they're like in a group fight.

OOOO NO TOO RIGHT I ACTUALLY DONT THINK I TALK ABOUT IT MUCH!!!!!! i always mean to do some kind of like...poms guide to tcwg focusing on the guilds actual abilities, but i never get around to it (besides talking about mochi and lime always being able to kick ass) but yes!!! let me talk about a quick rundown of everyone else!!!

first off, in general, all the guild members have combat ability to some degree!! the idea is that they each would be able to reasonably handle themselves in a fight on their own, so to an extent they can all be considered damage dealers, but for members like coco and oscar they can serve a slightly more supportive role if theres other damage people like lime or taffy around!! but!! coco and oscar can also do damage!!

coco:

her magic item ends up being her shoes!! essentially, shes the speedy flash/quicksilver type of power where she can move very quickly. the mechanics of it is that when she activates it, she has 5 seconds where everything around her slows down A LOT and she can move normally (which then translates to her moving insanely fast in like 1 second in real time), and then a 3 second cooldown before she can use it again. as mochis magic grows, this power grows too and eventually she is able to upgrade it to 10 (maybe 15) seconds of quick movement with a 3 second cooldown.

in an actual fight, this can have uses in several ways: 1) dodging, obviously, or escaping. 2) power: sometimes she just straight up uses all her seconds to just beat the shit out of someone, which in real time translates to you receiving like 10 aggregated punches to the face all at once. seems like this would be less useful than it sounds but she has downed taffy more than once just by (what looks like to mochi and lime) a punch to the gut, but in reality was like 12 punches to the gut all at once. 3) thievery: VERY easy to steal shit from people when they have no time to react. an example of this is her stealing marshals stopwatch mid-fight and he doesnt notice until its time to reset it and its gone. ANYWAY she has a lot of uses!!!! when shes on her own she makes use of the power function more, but around taffy/mochi/lime shes much better served as a supportive role.

post-timeskip she ALSO gets the ability to ......how to describe this.....create platforms under her feet? like if she needed to to the top of the building she could just. walk. as if there was a staircase there. the platforms she makes last for ~15 seconds so theoretically she could "create" "steps" for the rest of the guild to follow

oscar:

in oscars case, he gets two separate magic items. pre-timeskip (or pre-arm i guess i should say), he has the cat witch's medallion-- mochi only has one, and it has protective properties so oscar is much more of a defensive role in the pre-timeskip!! she gave it to him because his reckless stubborn ass wouldnt stop going into the giants thicket and almost got fucked up by the forrest spirits more than once, so she gives him this as a symbol of "under the protection of the cat witch, do not fuck with"

but basically put its more of a shielding item!! its a little different than the rest of the guilds items in that it directly draws its power from mochis magic!! it creates protective barriers, but with oscars mind he can use that for more than just barriers (he uses it for all sorts of things that are not directly protective in nature. imagine a fight where the opponent can constantly put up and take down and move around walls that cant be destroyed. theoretically capable of turning someone to jelly if they get caught between them)

after amanita rips his arm off (rest in peace, oscars dominant hand), and after some time passing for the quest to take place, mochi gets him the arm of Camongyf-- an artifact from the kingdom of the first witch king that can be considered an upgrade from the medallion!! its actually not horribly dissimilar from limes m34th weapon in the sense that it was the first kind of technology/magic fusion weapon. basically can make use of either technology or magic depending on the situation, and its also capable of drawing on mochis magic to make those magic energy weapons mochi uses!! so post-timeskip (and post-arm) he has a lot more combat capability, but still tends to drift towards the sheilding/protective uses!! also, the arm he uses was once actually the crow witchs artifact, so it has wings built in that he can use

taffy:

obviously taffys magic is water magic, and he has a 100% combat role. as the water mage, he technically has unlimited use of water and ice, so he CAN do things that are not technically combat, but most of his magic use is in a fight. water magic historically and traditionally is meant to be elegant, peaceful, smooth, like water bending kind of magic. taffy however was never taught properly and the only way he knows how to use it is how he learned by experience and desperation, so his water magic is very rough, chaotic, unrefined, but equally very terrifying and powerful. kind of like the difference between a calm and glassy shoreline ocean vs the ocean in the deep sea where waves are 40 feet high and will kill anything above the surface

water magic can do.......most anything. whatever he can think of. he can make ice weapons, he can wrap you in water and suspend you until you drown, he can freeze you, sink you, impale you, force water into all your orifices and blow you up like a balloon if he wanted to.,,, he can ALSO do AOE damage just by the nature of water-can-do-whatever-i-want-it-to-do

this is also scary when hes paired up with lime (pre-timeskip) with the thunderbat, because it gets like that mechanic in botw where you use lighting weapons in rain/water and it becomes AOE lightning damage (of which doesnt hurt lime because of the resistance)

something also to keep in mind about taffy is that as the water mage, his magic follows slightly different rules than a normal mage, and one of those quirks is that resistance.......doesnt really mean anything against him. since water is considered a natural element and while CONTROLLING it is magic, the element itself is not ACTUALLY magic. ie, limes resistance doesnt play a factor in a taffy fight. those who cannot be hurt by magic can still be drowned and impaled.

that being said taffy is absolutely terrible at hand-to-hand. he relies so much on the water magic, even at close range, that if you can somehow get to a point where you can land PHYSICAL BLOWS on him, thats it. which is why cocos power is so good against him because shes too fast for him to keep her away, and when she DOES land blows it packs a mean punch

as far as a group fight, i havent payed much attention to synergy!! theoretically they would all be good together in different combinations and just using their abilities differently, but at some point i would like to see all of them paired together to see what kind of cool things they come up with hehe

[simp999]

A New Home Ch. 15

Various! Splatoon Manga x Skilled! Isekai'd! Reader

Wc: 1.3k

A/N: AVIATOR SIMPS COME GET YALL JUICE also I am begging for some good pickup lines/flirty lines. Please just DM them or something, pick up lines are my weak point www

A/N 2: Skull's tan line looks silly

Back to the start! Previous Next

You had finished the three volumes of Servamp that you checked out yesterday quite quickly, but it just met closing time when you checked the clock, so you were unable to go back and trade them for the next three volumes. You decided that the next morning, you’d make your way back to the library, and that’s where you’re headed.

On your way there, your tummy rumbles, and you remember that you haven’t eaten anything this morning. You check your bag, in case Milo had shoved some snacks in there again knowing you, but it seems you ate them all last time. Alright, not a problem, you could make a quick stop at a cafe or something on the way. You pull up the maps app on your phone and search. The closest one looks pretty cute, and decently taken care of, using the reviews and pictures as reference, so you begin to head there.

The name of the cafe was “Mochi-Mochi Cafe”. You hear the bell above you chime, and the pleasant smell wafts around the air. There are lots of people, this place must be a favorite among many. You spot lots of pastries near the front, and determine that this place doubles as a bakery. That sounds good for the future. You could easily drop by here before a battle in the morning, it was close enough to the Plaza. You had just intended on getting tea, coffee, or hot chocolate - anything to fill your stomach, so you think you’ll stick to that. You browse the menu and see that they have ice cream sundaes on special today. 

‘That’s probably a bad idea for in the morning, right?’

You look around, and see that it’s actually something lots of people are enjoying at their tables right now.

‘Well, Milo’s not here to stop me, so…’

You order yourself a nice sundae with all the toppings you could want. The person at the front seems a little nervous, you assume that he’s new. He’s working the cash though, so there shouldn’t be a problem. You’re sure to tell him your order slowly and wait for him to catch up, repeating the bits he missed without issue. You finally place your order and look around to find a seat. There’s only one table left, so you make your way there. You sit and look around, bored. They’ve got some cute decorations. Lots of cat-themed stuff. Lots of “make friends! Talk to the people around you!” type of signs.

‘Yeah, no thanks. I just came to eat and get back to my manga.’

Your order takes some extra time, but you don’t blame them with how busy it is. 

You thank them and begin to walk back to your seat, nearly bumping into a tall inkling, who seems to be wearing an octo tee and gold hi-horses. You didn’t want to look up, but you had to make sure it was him. No doubt about it. He goes up to the counter and you to your seat. The counter is in view of where you’re sitting, and you’re just close enough to make out his order. Which just so happens to be an ice cream sundae, just like yours. He did eat one in the manga, you shouldn’t be surprised that he likes them. He turns around, about to find himself a seat, but the cafe goes quiet after hearing a comically loud crash and a small “Carp!” From the back. A few moments of silence, excluding the footsteps of the workers going to check out what happened, then a shout of “Ice cream machine’s broken!”

It seems to not faze Skull, and he finds the only free seat across from you. He looks at you, silently asking if he can sit there. You nod, and are about to dig in. Before you do, you have to ask him why he didn’t go order something else, saying that you overheard him ordering ice cream.

“Why would I?”

“...Because the ice cream machine’s broken?”

“Oh. I guess I can’t have my sundae, then.”

“Nope.”

You both kind of look around awkwardly, you waiting for him to go order something.

“So you’re not gonna get something else?”

“I don’t want anything else.”

You want to let out an exasperated sigh, he really is airheaded.

“You know what? Here, I don’t mind ordering something else. It’s not like I was craving it anyways, it just looked good in the moment.”

You gently push the sundae with the unused spoon in it towards him, standing up out of your chair to order something new. You know how bad of a sweet tooth he has, so you figure this is your best option. He doesn’t even question it, quickly grabbing the spoon. 

‘Man, what a lovable idiot.’

You stop at the counter, ordering a handful of pastries, asking for them to put three in a to-go bag. You figure you should be kind enough to at least get your teammates something small, they can warm them up later if they want. Before you can sit back down, the cashier calls to you.

“Sorry to bug you, but did your boyfriend want something else since we can’t make him his ice cream? We can do it for free, sorry for the inconvenience!”

Uh…boyfriend?

You look back at Skull, who’s still sitting at the table, readjusting his bandanna.

“Oh! Nono, It’s not like that. I gave him mine, so we should be fine. But if it isn’t a problem, could I possibly get a gift card for this place?”

“Of course, here you go. Sorry once again!”

You wave dismissively, assuring them that it’s no big deal.

“You didn’t finish it?”

“No. It was yours. You can have the other half.”

You look at what was left of the sundae.

‘…He already ate all the good stuff on top. Thanks, but no thanks, sweetheart.’

“Don’t worry about it, you can finish it. I already ordered a couple things for myself.”

“But I feel bad now.”

“It’s alright, promise! It’s not like I’m just gonna disappear, we’ll probably see eachother again at some point.”

He doesn’t budge. Not like you can just move him, he’s a unit of a guy.

“Actually, tell you what. Next time we see eachother, I’ll probably have my teammates with me. One of them is a big fan of your skill, so how about you give them a signature. Deal?”

“Okay, sure.”

…Yet he still doesn’t move. What does he want? More sweets? Does he just wanna talk? He’s hard to read.

The bell at the front chimes, and here comes our lord and savior, our beloved:

Aviators.

He spots Skull right away, he’s certainly been searching for him for a while.

“There you are! Been lookin’ for ya, dude!”

He turns to you,

“Has he been buggin’ ya? Sorry ‘bout that. Name’s Avi, but you can call me yours, sweetheart.”

Damn. Okay then.

You lean back in your chair and raise a brow at him. Seemingly unfazed, you offer him a hand to shake.

“Yeah, don’t worry about it. But you can call me,-”

He feels a note and card in his hand, and looks at it. He spots a series of digits.

“-Anytime.”

He tries to fire back, but his mind’s betraying him. 

“It’s that easy to get you speechless? Thought this was your specialty, love.”

You chuckle at how easy that was, and you shoot him a genuine smile. 

Picking up your stuff from the chair, you grab your pastries from the counter, and give half of the purple team a quick wave, before making the bell chime again.

.

.

.

Thank cod you planned on giving Skull that note, you were sure he was going to forget you, and you just wanted proof that you two had met for when you see eachother again.

Next Part

May.7.23

[a-mess-of-a-crow]

Yall, just so you know this is anonymous, so I can't see who would vote no.

Also

Hi! I'm Craven!

I'm a wanna be artist with absolute crushed self esteem that desperately needs validation to get self worth and on the other hand doesn't believe that people's compliments are valid!

So basically= A self made self esteem issue!

I jump from hobby to hobby like a whore, making music, crotchet, animation, drawing, learning japanese (and failing miserably 😊), gave up on learning danish, learning guitar and keyboard, I used to make iron pellet art (hard to make with shaky ass hands)

Das me btw! In all my glory! (Wet socks in the sand, God fears me)

(me in school and my new jacket, old pic, Mochi laughed a lot :> )

Boring facts=

I'm 20 and a mess cuz since 2015 I've been simping over undertale like a Maniac (it's been better these days, but tumblr temporarily pushed me back into the obsession)

I'm a cat/ dog fanatic, but always crows before hoes

My favorite colors are purple, red, blue and black

I'm definitely demisexual polyamourous, but pan or polyromantic? I dunno lol.

Also genderfluid (altho i personally never really know what gender I feel like in the moment)

I have an absolute hopeless love for my aro/ace best friend who is called Mochi and she is the best and literally only real (real life) friend I ever had

Totally not my dumb brain starved for human connection and then immediately clinging to whoever is being a decent person to me

Luckily she is also a bomb person and kind so she doesn't use me like my other friendships XD

How did Red Mass start?

To get an idea of what my AU is, you gotta know how my dumb brain thought of it.

2015. I was absolutely sucked into Undertale after watching a german YouTuber play it, and then I started watching a certain Irish fella play it as well.

I started watching comic dubs of all the Au's that people made, faning out and just binged watched everything relating to it.

Then my family and I had vacation.

A trip to Rome (it was hot and awful, never again. Fucking 40°C celsius are you kidding me?)

It was a 15 hour trip (with bathroom/ smoker breaks)

And i layed in the back of the car, daydreaming about all those Au's.

It was awesome and cool and I slowly started to MAYBE get pandora syndrome of where I desperately wanted to be a part of those stories (I know. Cringe)

It got so bad that I maaaaybe cried in bed every night hoping I'd just wake up in the stories (but my life sucks so that also played a role)

So on that car ride, Luna lovania (god the cringe hurts me badly) was born.

A skeleton oc at first, later being an oc that is a fusion of Frisk and sans (which still is a part of Red Mass)

I daydreamed 15 hours + 15 hours back about Red Mass, it was such bliss (and even while we were in Rome)

And since that point, I have kept daydreaming every day for 8 years, and it became a big part of my life (as ridiculous as this sounds)

I just realized I might be insane.

Oh well

I will make a specific Red Mass post, explaining the story a bit and character introduction ((but not revealing too many spoilers since I kinda wanna make it into a thing))

I hope you guys mean it if you say you're interested :)

[spadefish]

Get To Know Me Game

@omgkalyppso tagged me in this game ten million years ago.... sorry for my slowness LOL but thank you for the tag!!!!! I'm gonna tag.... @psycherprince @higurehige @trashdogpenultimate but feel free to ignore if u don't wanna do it!!

1. Are you named after anyone? My deadname is kind of based off of a city from a book, and my current name is a biblical name.

2. When was the last time you cried? Yesterday/today. I listened to Apex of the World + Id (Purpose) and got emotional, haha.

3. Do you have kids? No, and I do not ever want any. I would make an awful parent to human children. I'm kind of scared of kids? I respect them but I'm afraid of like, accidentally impacting them bc they're so impressionable.....

4. What sports do you play/have you played? I used to play on a baseball team before my disability made that more difficult. I also played tennis just for fun. I still miss tennis... (If archery counts, I also shoot recreationally.)

5. Do you use sarcasm? I used to use it a lot more but I think I use it less now...? I try to talk as literally as possible. If I DO use sarcasm, I try to be VERY obvious about it.

6. What is the first thing you notice about people? If they're making an effort to appear friendly or not. If I smile at a person and they don't smile back.

7. What's your eye color? Brown.

8. Scary movies or happy endings? ¿por qué no los dos? I'm a hurt/comfort bitch. That being said, I do like plenty of horror movies without happy endings...

9. Any talents? Eh... I don't think I have any 'talents'. I have things I'm skilled or semi-skilled in, but I don't think I'm just inherently good at anything.

10. Where were you born? St. Petersburg, Florida.

11. What are your hobbies? Drawing. Hiking. Birding/looking for animals + bugs in general. Cooking. I used to garden... I miss that, but I don't have a yard. I'm TRYING to make exercise regular enough to be considered a hobby, but it's not going well...

12. Do you have any pets? Mochi "The Baby" Von Coolwhip (cat), Niles (cat), Dr. Bright (carrot tail leopard gecko), and Corrin (corn snake).

13. How tall are you? 5'5". I wear boots that make me 5'8" when I leave the house, though.

14. Favorite subject in school? I had lots of favourites... English across the board, but in highschool specifically I loved my AP art classes, my law studies class, ASL, zoology, and marine bio.

15. Dream job? Hm. Some kind of field biology. Tagging and studying birds or bugs or something of that sort.

[thewickedkat]

15 Questions 15 Mutuals

tagged by my lovely friend @vcaudley!

Are you named after anyone? - to the best of my knowledge, no. i don’t know if this makes my family more or less imaginative.

When was the last time you cried? - yesterday, i think it was? or maybe the evening before. was reading a fucking excellent fic and it was sweet, and aching, and hollowed me out so thoroughly i felt like an echo of myself and i had to stare at a wall for about ten minutes while i pressed down on those emotional bruises until i could endure it. fantastic.

Do you have kids? - i don’t have human kittens (i do not want them), but i do have two year-old regular kittens, nearly a year old.

Do you use sarcasm a lot? - yes. i genuinely don’t think i could function without it. when texting i’m more careful, because i know being deadpan can be difficult to parse.

What sports do you play/have played? - for enjoyment, or as a team-building nightmare in school? i don’t sport for funsies--though i really do miss swimming. used to swim laps and had excellent endurance. in school i tried to play basketball, because it was Indiana and i am tall, but...it was not a good scene.

What's the first thing you notice about people? - overall body language and tone of voice. comes from having to gauge emotional weather of those around me. thanks, trauma!

What's your eye colour? - Green.

Scary movies or happy endings? - what kind of scary? like, Saw films (bleh)? or psychological thrillers (yes please)? and who doesn’t like a happy ending (not necessarily like that)? you ask me, not enough happy endings; everything is trying too damn hard to be grimdark and edgy and it makes me tired.

Any special talents? - improv and memorising stuff. i’m excellent at memorising. i can also make hella awesome costume jewelry.

Where were you born? - here. which is not there. it is potty little South Central PA.

What are your hobbies? - reading, knitting, making jewelry, leaving faintly unhinged feedback on fic authors’ works; pondering the lives of fictional characters; video games, nesting.

Do you have pets? - yep--two cats: Mochi and Soba. they are brothers, and menaces, and they delight in driving me bonkers and i adore them for it.

How tall are you? - drivers licence says 6′1″ but my posture is absolute shit, so i probably pop at only 6 feet.

Favourite subject in school? - tech theatre, speech, sociology, psych. i’d love to say literature but lit classes in Indiana are a fucking joke.

Dream job? - voice actor, hands down. possibly writing for video games, or maybe researching weird shit online and getting paid for it. i’d love to write full-time but i sadly do not have the self-discipline for it.

[solstices-dreams]

𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐫 𝐩𝐭. 𝟏.

𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭. 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐝𝐫. ᝰ.ᐟ

— 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢.

16 years old (aug. 23), she/they, 5’4

She was my first friend ever, we’ve been friends since elementary school so we’ve been through alll the cringe phases with each other. She’s definitely my best best friend, no shade on my others but she’s the one who gets me. I think we’ll have matching bracelets, not sure what kind but we’re matching.

She has a hispanic mom who can be strict but she loves me and her food-!! omg!! Her dad’s black and he’s pretty tall and big and he likes me too, probably calls me by some nickname b/cuz i’m so close with Maria. And he’s the good cop, so if we ever get in trouble we’ll tell him, not her mom.

Her younger brother is Matteo, (NOT mattheo riddle). He and I are also close just bcuz of Marie. He loves food and is lokey a popular kid in his grade but he still hangs out around our grade and we text somewhat often.

Maria’s usual nicknames are Marie, Mar, Mari. She’ll be the type to call you out on your bs like Angie, she also makes a couple race jokes but she never means them. I’m her token white girl when she takes me to the bsu (black student union.) She also does volleyball for a sport. She’s somewhere on the bisexual/pansexual spectrum of liking a lot of genders.

She’s in all the same type of classes as me, honors and APs and she’s best at english and history. (not better than me tho, we tie or I do better… but no jealousy !) But she’s my fav, my homegirl and also a potential s/o… She also calls you “girl” regardless of gender, unless you ask her not too. And she also makes sure to switch up your pronouns if you go by a couple.

they remind me of : dark red, scarves, soft blankets, brown color palette, hello kitty, nose highlighter, a good book with a warm fire

— 𝐲𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐨.

15 years old (june 6), she/they, 5ft

She has two older brothers who are both blonde and pale like her. Her family is academically driven and she’s super smart, (honors & ap classes) especially in math. She’s pretty soft spoken and quiet and definitely a bookworm but you can have really indepth conversations with her. If you want to vent to her she’s awesome because she gives good constructive criticism and I have her sometimes check over whatever I’m writing for school or fanfic… b/c yes, i’m a fanfic writer in my teen life dr.

She’s super organized and has really neat notes, like angie, so if I ever miss a class I’m asking them for notes. We became friends in middle school, she was an 8th grade transfer then ended up going to the same highschool as me. I don’t really think she’s do any sports, maybe track? I think she might do yearbook or matheletes, a more strict club ig? Probably photography club and an Asian ethnicity clubs and she would def run a position, maybe secretary so she doesn’t have to talk too much. It’s not social anxiety on her part she just doesn’t like having to be told to speak up all the time. She’s also crazy levelheaded, all my other friends get passionate about stuff, but she’s chill.

She has cool pins on her bags too and she’s a thrift queen, i know me and the gals are gonna have so much fun thrifting !! And Yvette is aro/ace and rarely experiences attraction, also maybe demisexual-? I don't know a ton about nonattraction terms but she doesn't get crushes or feel attraction often and when she does it can be any gender.

they remind me of : light green, neat notes, mochi, organized pantries, sterile, white, pressed sheets, glasses with thin frames

— 𝐦𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜.

15 years old (oct. 3), she/they, 5’6

Holy shit- this girl… she has energy constantly. I met her in highschool. We usually call her “moxie” instead of maxine and occasionally “max.” She’s also an emoji abuser and she def has cheesy pick up lines and she sends you a shit ton of tiktoks and she uses the tiktok [proud] emoji a ton. “What’s cookin good looking? [stomps light up sketchers] [proud]”

She’s the one jumping around at parties and saying “oh my god I love this song!” Not organized at all… miss gurl is always losing stuff so I make sure to take a copy of all my homework because no doubt she’ll come asking for an extra. She does soccer, softball, and basketball. She’s pretty smart, she’s in only honors or ap history or english, she hates math so she and yvette make a funny pair.

“Y’all i’m not even joking- i just flunked that test, the only thing I got right was my name-“

She has a dad who’s like… really rich. She doesn’t really care though but sometimes she can totally forget how rich she is compared to others in the group. I love whenever she invites to do stuff because it’s always cool and paid for. She has a step mom she doesn’t particularly care for and is a little blunt with her but she’s not a bad person, just doesn’t like the step mom feeling like a replacement. Unlabeled sexuality queen, girls, guys, if there’s a will there’s a way,

they remind me of : party girl, champagne glasses, sparkles, gold, energy, party city, gold/silver tinsel

— 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐰𝐬𝐨𝐧.

15 years old (dec. 3), she/her, 5’7

She’s so annabeth chase and angelica schyuler. She’s so SMART LIKE OMG. She’s all honors and then AP lab classes so if I’m not doing well in a class i got to her. She’s the smartest in the groups (besides me 🌝) She is mother.

She’s such a queen and can explain stuff so well, she wants to be a doctor or lawyer to earn a lot of money and I have feeling she’d be really good at either. Argumentative feminist queen, I am her #1 fan girl. And she’d look so good in a lab coat, like, YES MOTHER! I trust you with my life.

She’s also very mature and she’s the tallest in our group of girls, she has so much patience for putting up with Moxie and Maddy and then me and marie’s out-of-pocket shirt and a Diego and danny’s gremelin behavior. NASTY SIDE EYE. she literally looks you out of the corner of your eye and you *knowww* you’re in trouble.

She does volleyball (she’s so gorgeous in the uniform) dive and softball with Max. She literally has amazing fashion sense, all dark and pretty with her skin tone and her MAKEUP? BARK BARK I’M SO GAY. (and she’s bi!) And she gets her braids done and humors me when I ask her a ton of questions about the process.

they remind me of : dark academia, annabeth chase, cabin 8, thought daughter, red lipstick, angelica schuyler

— 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐲.

15 years old (mar. 21), she/her, 5’4

I know her the least since she and angie are really close, also Moxie a bit. She’s got energy, not as chaotic as moxie but she’s usually talking and smiling. She does volleyball and softball, she’s not as accident-prone as Angie but rarely a week goes by without her saying she hurt something at practice.

she reminds me of light pink glitter and kind of like warm sunlight through windows, not quite the burning heat of the sun but how it warms the wood if that makes sense. She definitely gives youngest sibling vibes, cuz… she is!!

Like I said… know her the least but she’s still important to the gang.

Volleyball and softball. She and angie are pretty close.

they remind me of : baby pink, crayola markers, pink eyeshadow, white mice, alice in wonderland, peonies

[ultimate-shiruba]

I am going to go through the list again, this time for another OC I am fond of, Freesia Rosemary.

1. I made Freesia for a fanfiction of mine called Fractured Memory back in 2021-2022 was when she first was written. She was written with the intention of being an older character for Silver to lean on and to drive the plot forward.

2. Freesia's favourite colour is indigo. Her primary colour is green, with pink eyes and a beige dress.

3. I actually haven't thought of this. But she would be partially open to horoscopes, but otherwise not pay them much mind. She knows better fortune telling.

4. Freesia is definitely drawn from personal experience, but also she is someone I try to be sometimes. However, we also have similar insecurities about how well we handle adulthood.

5. One Miracle Letter comes to mind for her (A vocal remix of "Bibliophile with a Deciphering Eye").

6. She has a slot in the back of her dress to carry her Kine in when she's not holding it.

7. Freesia is passionate about studying the history of Project Shadow, and about making mochi. She's good at making mochi and is very knowledgeable about various histories of Sonic's world and Silver's timeline that she can talk anyone's ear off about it.

8. She feels closest to Silver the Hedgehog and sees him like a little brother. Silver meanwhile finds her nice but doesn't really know what to think of her.

9. Freesia tries to keep a low profile where possible. Otherwise she would be most known for attracting trouble from a bad crowd that follows her...

10. She already has a get-away kit ready in case of evacuation needed packed with soare clothes, some rings, and key components of her research such as a diary she inherited from a mysterious scientist.

11. Freesia smiles a lot. It's a warm smile that brightens the room a little. Though it's sometimes forced...

12. Freesia likes classical music, but would probably also have a guilty pleasure in Linkin Park sometimes.

13. Freesia lacks any piercings or body alterations. She probably wouldn't really bother with them.

14. Freesia's earliest memory is playing with toys at preschool like a typical kid.

15. Freesia's style is pretty simple. She likes to wear a simple dress and sneakers. She's comfortable in such attire. Though she wouldn't mind wearing something more adventure appropriate either.

16. Freesia is straight. So no.

17. Freesia is quite kind to people where she can be. She especially tries to be protective over Silver as she understands he didn't live the best life. She likes to brighten people's days and hide her own sadness to not burden people.

18. Mochi. Freesia enjoys mochi. She also likes chocolate coated coffee beans and the occasional soft serve.

19. Scarborough Fair, the Do You Have the End? Cover.

20. Freesia doesn't like talking about her past very much. But she would talk about her research as accurately as she understands it.

21. She very much idolizes Silver the Hedgehog. He was her personal hero as a child when things got rough. The stories about him and his optimism helped her stand up again.

22. Freesia can be most commonly found in Soleanna, selling flowers or investigating the ruins of Aquatic Base.

23. Freesia has no pets. Her mother wouldn't allow them, and Freesia travels a lot, so she couldn't keep one either.

24. She had a mother named Memori, and a father named Ecklon. She loves them both very dearly and they love her very much as well.

25. Very few design changes. The only real change she underwent was the shape of her quills being altered a little and her arms and legs getting coloured green instead of peach.

26. She would have a couple songs to let out the bad feelings sometimes.

27. Freesia would probably be a slice of life protagonist or a puzzle mystery game of sorts.

28. Freesia would need a lot to happen to her to become villainous. Losing faith in herself and succumbing to despair would probably push her down a bad path.

29. She gets along best with Shadow oddly enough. But if she met her, she would get along extremely well with Amy. She also gets along well with Silver too. She would also probably get along with Maria if given the chance.

30. Freesia wouldn't get along too well with most Sonic villains, especially Mephiles...

31. Freesia would make herself her favourite flavour of cake in a small batch and make herself a small flower arrangement on her table as she ate it. She would also buy herself a book she wants to read as a present to herself. She doesn't know how to celebrate it with friends that well.

32. She has a crush on her former mochi instructor, D'Jango, a purple rabbit. In another time, she's her husband and they have two kids together.

33. If Freesia played an instrument, it would probably be a hurdy gurdy.

34. Freesia loved trying to secretly tap into her weak chaos abilities with replica chaos emeralds to use chaos control to teleport.

35. Freesia is most insecure about her inability to curl into a ball properly.

36. She has a job as a florist. However she later transfers to making sweets instead, specialising in mochi and cakes and ice cream.

37. Despite her warm demeanour, Freesia doesn't trust people easily and is actually paranoid of new people she meets until she knows they mean no harm.

38. Freesia already has her own hammer. A large kine mallet, also known as a mochi hammer. The kind that pounds mochi the traditional way. She modified it to be able to also bash through metal with ease.

39. Freesia would have a play style similar to Amy in Sonic Adventure. She would platform, running slower than others but could reach higher places with acrobatic jumps and using her hammer, with a few elements of Amy's gameplay in Sonic '06, including the ability to turn invisible.

40. Freesia has had to play pretend before. She's half decent at acting and keeping secrets. But she doesn't like doing that.

41. Freesia absolutely believes in fate. Too many strange coincidences in her life happened to keep her from thinking otherwise.

42. Freesia's childhood room was full of various flowers from her father's garden, and various books absolutely over-stacking the shelves. She also had a few trinkets in the likeness of Silver.

43. Freesia can sit still if she needs to, but is very animated when she talks.

44. Freesia is very good at planning ahead and coming up with plans on the fly. She's very knowledgeable about history and chaos abilities. She isn't a genius however.

45. If Freesia was canon, she would be shipped with D'jango. But I think people would ship her with Blaze as well. Freesia cannot be shipped with Shadow, Silver, or Amy.

46. Freesia would watch fantasy shows and magical girl anime. She would also enjoy cooking shows and gardening/landscaping shows.

47. She wears headphones about as well as Sonic does...

48. Freeze or flight response unless Silver was in danger...

49. Freesia can drive a car, fly a plane (however only a very user friendly model built to be easy to fly), and ride a bike. She could also ride an extreme gear.

50. Freesia doesn't think she is ugly, but she doesn't see herself as very pretty either. She sees herself as rather plain looking.

51. If she was a robot, she would probably look like a more hedgehog version of Iron Valiant and would act like Gardevoir.

52. Freesia would do well on trivia shows based in history, but not so much other trivia. She would thrive best on obstacle based shows.

53. Freesia has a baby brother named Rosenkrantz. They have a significant age gap between them of just over 20 years. Freesia became a mother herself not long before Rosen was born. So Freesia sees him more like a foster son or a nephew than a brother. Rosenkranz likewise sees Freesia like an auntie than a sister. They get alone decently but aren't the closest. They are also fairly different in personality and personal interests.

54. Freesia would take a hand at karaoke. She would probably attempt Live and Learn or Follow Me.

55. Freesia would be more self confident in herself and would make a decent mother one day.

56. Freesia celebrates Christmas, New Years, Easter, and Valentine's Day. She would also celebrate other international holidays on her travels as well like Chun-Nanese New Year. How she celebrates depends on the company she has but she's often pretty spirited in making sure there's a little magic to the events.

56 SONIC OC QUESTIONS

I've done 8 weeks of daily posting Sonic OC questions for anyone who feels like to answer, and now I'm having a break. Seemed a waste to not put them out here for you in a list/ tag game!

When and why did you make your Sonic OC?

What's your OCs favourite colour, their theme colour, and their fur/ secondary colours?

What's your OCs horoscope, and do they believe in it, or any equivalent?

How are you and your OC similar? How are they different?

Song Saturday! Drop a song that most closely describes their story/ life

What's the one detail of your OC you can never find in a picrew?

What's your OCs passion? Are they good at it?

Who is your OCs best friend? Do they consider your OC to be their best friend?

Is your OC famous in universe? If they are or were, what would it be for?

What would your OC pack in their bag if they had to leave home for good?

Does your OC smile often? What's their smile like?

Song Saturday! What's a song your Sonic OC would jam to?

Has your Sonic OC got any piercings/ dyed their hair/ fur/ any other cosmetic alterations? Would they?

What's your OCs earliest memory?

What style does your OC dress in? Is it the one they would like to wear?

Is your Sonic OC LGBT? In what way?

How kind is your OC?

What's your OC's comfort food?

Song Saturday! Drop a song by an artist who sounds a bit like their voice!

What's a story your OC tells others about themselves? Is it true?

Whos your OCs idol? Can be another OC, someone in the cast, or a real life person

Where can we most commonly find your OC? Where will we never find them?

Does your Sonic Oc have any pets? Would they want one/ any more?

Does your Sonic OC have parents? Hows their relationship with any family?

How many design iterations has your Sonic OC been through?

Song Saturday! What's a song your Sonic OC would cry to?

If your Sonic OC were the star of their own show/ game/ comic, what would the genre be? What would they do?

If your Sonic OC is good, what would make them a villain? If they are a villain, what would make them good?

Who would your OC get on best with in the sonic cast? Have they met them?

Who would your OC NOT get on with in the Sonic cast? Have they met them?

What does your Sonic OC do for their birthday? Or other special occasions?

Does your Sonic OC have any love interests? Will it work out?

Song ish Saturday! What instrument would your Sonic OC most likely play?

What was your OC's favourite thing to do/ game as a child?

What is your Sonic OC most insecure about their appearance?

Does your Sonic OC have a job? Will they ever/ always have one?

How easily does your OC trust people?

If your OC received a hammer from Amy, what would it look like?

If your OC was in a sonic game, what would their playstyle be?

Music-based saturday - has your Sonic OC ever acted? Were they or would they be any good?

Does your OC believe in fate? Do they like it?

What's your Sonic OCs childhood bedroom like, if they had one?

Can your Sonic OC sit still? If they fidget, how do they do so?

How clever is your Sonic OC? Define clever as you wish

If your OC became popular or canon, who do you think they'd be shipped with the most based on vibes and chemistry?

What kind of TV shows would your Sonic OC watch?

Vaguely on the concept of music or songs saturday: Can your Sonic OC wear headphones?

Is your Sonic OC a fight or flight? Or freeze, or fawn, or flop?

Can your OC ride a bike, drive a car, sail a boat or fly a plane?

Does your OC think they are beautiful?

If your OC were a robot, how would they look and act? What would they do? If your OC is a robot, what would they be if they were not a robot?

How well would your OC do on gameshows?

If your OC has siblings, how alike are they? If they have none, would they want siblings?

Tangentially Song Saturday; is your OC brave enough for karaoke? And if they had to, what would they pick?

How do you see your OC changing in ten years?

Does your OC do any festivities/ holidays? What do they do for them?

I love reading about your OCs! I will try to shoot an ask to anyone who rbs this, so please tag your OCs by name if you want specific qs!

[starchild--27]

15 questions, 15 mutuals tag ✨️

i was tagged by dear @nvwu (thank you, i always love these :D) to answer these quick questions, so here i go~

were you named after anyone?

i have 2 given names and the 2nd is the same as my great-grandma's. coincidentally, my first given name was the name of her midwife but my parents didn't do that on purpose xD

when was the last time you cried?

yesterday (i saw a post that broke my heart :') )

do you have kids?

only a cat and my ocs who i call "my children" xD

do you use sarcasm a lot?

yeah i guess i do xD

what's the first thing you notice about people?

i think the overall energy? it starts with cloths (what is that print on this tshirt?) but also includes the vibes a person's facial expressions and gestures and all that give off. it's hard to say. but i do watch faces a lot, and especially people's eyes.

what's your eye color?

green-grey with hints of blue, kind of everything except brown xD

any special talents?

well, what's special... i have shown natural talent in music and languages but i don't think i am exceptionally good at these, just yk regularly good, like a person who has spent a decent amount of time on these things xD

scary movies or happy endings?

happy endings but like.. i ahve nothing against a little suffering before the happy endning sets in xD

where you were born?

in the same hospital in which my great-grandma died a couple years later

what are your hobbies?

screaming about and creating fictional people, music and words (alone and with friends)

have any pets?

one cat, my son (he lives with my parents tho, so i see him only when i visit home)

what sports do you play/have you played?

i was a horse girlie once, so i did have riding lessons for a couple of years but i stopped when i was like 14 or sth - besides that... i have always hated physical activities whoops

how tall are you?

~ 5'10'' / 178cm (without the extra centimeters shoes give me)

favorite subject in school?

i liked literature/language classes and music best

dream job?

"i do not dream of labour" but i am a psych major so i guess i dream about a job where i can help people (especially children) to feel better

whooo done ^-^

i tag @his-mochi-cheeks @cxsmicmyeon @yeolchendae and ... everyone who wants to be tagged :D

[mohammadgholami]

New Year Celebrations Around the World: A Cultural Journey, All kinds of New Year celebrations

Join me on a cultural journey as we explore the history and traditions of New Year celebrations in different countries. From fireworks to feasts, learn about the unique ways people ring in the new year across the globe.

today we'll be exploring how different countries celebrate this special occasion. So sit back, relax, and let's take a journey across the globe.

Let's start with one of the most iconic New Year celebrations - Times Square in New York City. Every year, millions of people gather to watch the famous ball drop at midnight. But did you know that this tradition actually started in 1907 with a giant illuminated ball made of iron and wood? Today, it's made of Waterford crystal and weighs over 11,000 pounds!

Now let's travel to Asia where many countries celebrate the Lunar New Year. In China, this holiday is also known as Spring Festival and is celebrated for 15 days with dragon dances, red lanterns, and fireworks. Each year is represented by an animal from the Chinese zodiac.

In Japan, New Year's Day is called Oshogatsu and is a time for family gatherings and traditional foods like mochi (sticky rice cakes). At midnight on December 31st, Buddhist temples ring their bells 108 times to symbolize purging oneself of worldly desires.

Nowruz is the Persian New Year and the most important celebration in Iran. It marks the beginning of spring and is celebrated on the first day of the Iranian calendar. The celebrations last for 13 days and include various traditions such as cleaning the house, visiting family and friends, exchanging gifts, and preparing special dishes. People also gather around a Haft-Seen table, which includes seven items that symbolize different aspects of life.

Moving on to Europe, many countries have their own unique traditions for celebrating New Year's Eve. In Spain, it's customary to eat 12 grapes at midnight - one for each chime of the clock. In Scotland, Hogmanay is a three-day celebration that includes bonfires, street parties, and the famous "first footing" tradition where the first person to enter a home after midnight brings gifts for good luck.

In Latin America, New Year's Eve is known as Nochevieja and is celebrated with music, dancing, and fireworks. In Brazil, it's common to wear white clothing and jump over seven waves in the ocean for good luck. And in Mexico, families build effigies called "muñecos" to represent the old year and burn them at midnight.

Finally, let's travel to Africa where many countries celebrate New Year's Day with colorful parades and festivals. In South Africa, it's traditional to eat black-eyed peas for good luck and prosperity. And in Ethiopia, they celebrate Enkutatash (which means "gift of jewels") on September 11th according to their calendar. This holiday marks the end of the rainy season and the beginning of a new year.

Thank you for joining me on this cultural journey. We hope you learned something new about New Year celebrations around the world. Don't forget to subscribe to our podcast for more cultural explorations.

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