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am-i-interrupting · 1 year ago

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Can’t Go Back

Chapter Two

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She was asleep in your arms, tears dried down her cheeks. She held onto you like a lifeline and well, you couldn’t say you were much better.

“She’s been having nightmares,” Silco said from his place in a chair pushed into the corner of the room. You held her closer, like if you did you two would be the only ones in the world. “It’s to be expected, especially for someone so young but they’re nearly every night. She hasn’t been getting much sleep.”

“I can’t imagine she’s the only one,” you said.

“Yes, well, it was fairly obvious the moment I saw you that you’ve been fairing just as well as little Jinx,” he said.

“Don’t call her that.”

“It’s what she asked,” he said as a small shing sound echoed through the room. “How was I supposed to know it wasn’t the name she went by before?”

“She’s not a jinx,” you said.

“I didn’t call her one.”

Smoke began to fill your lungs.

“Doesn’t matter. It was implied.”

Silco sighed. You could hear his chair shift, creak slightly as he shifted his weight.

He changed the subject, “She keeps asking for me to make her eggs like the way you make yours. I tried to recall from memory but apparently it wasn’t good enough.”

You threaded your fingers through her bangs, watched the hair shift with every breath she took.

Alive. Warm. Not a dream.

“She wants them made without the yolks. The texture is different than the whites. She says it makes it chalky and dries out her mouth,” you told him.

He hummed, “Children do have the strangest requests.”

“But you’ve got to respect them.”

You could feel his eyes staring at you. It was cold and calculated. It was a look you hadn’t been on the receiving end of in a very long time.

Despite this, you knew you were showing your hand. You knew he was seeing every detail of this interaction and analyzing it to a point that would seem extreme if it weren’t true in the end.

Your back was to him. You were showing you trusted him enough to believe he wouldn’t take advantage of that. You were curled around Powder. Even without that it wouldn’t take a genius to figure out you were protective of her. You were shielding her from him. Despite the fact that you trusted him, you didn’t like him or at least not for someone she should be around.

He was showing his hand too, though. He’d proven that he was trustworthy enough by not taking advantage of the situation. He cared enough to not result to violence, only mind games. He was also asking about Powder and what she likes. He may not be the best caretaker, not even a good one but he was trying to learn how to be one. You didn’t know what to do with that information.

“How is it at Babette’s?” he asked.

You ignored him. You’d answered most all of his questions. You were done showing your hand. You didn’t want to play his game anymore. You just wanted to take her home.

You placed a kiss to Powder’s head and held her even closer. She groaned ever so slightly but nuzzled her head against your chest. Her fingers twitched and clenched around the fabric of your shirt.

Silco accepted your silence. He tilted his head away to blow the smoke from his cigar into a different direction but the room was small and there was only so much ventilation. His eyes drifted back over to you though.

Times had changed you both but not too much.

Still hot headed. Taking on Sevika in the middle of a public space that you knew he’d taken over was stupid but he had no doubt you’d when that fight, whether she was newly injured or not didn’t matter. Knowledge on how to fight didn’t disappear, no matter how long one abstained.

Your gun laid on the small table near the bedside. It was still in good condition, if a bit old and outdated.

He reached for it. He wasn’t the most knowledgeable on guns and machines. No, his skills lay in planning and scheming, thinking of even the most minute details. That wasn’t to say he was ignorant.

There wasn’t any rust. That he knew was good. He opened the barrel.

There laid the recklessness.

Only two bullets inside when there was enough room for six and he hadn’t seen any others on you to refill. That didn’t mean there weren’t any, just like he knew you had a dagger in your boot at the very least and probably one hidden somewhere near your thigh as well even though he couldn’t see them.

If he had to guess, you’d probably come as soon as you heard any news of Jinx. Especially given the fact that you hadn’t fully healed since your last encounter with his troops. There was still a large bruise on your face and you had a busted lip. There were several small nicks and deep cuts visible on your arms. From the way you walked he assumed someone had probably injured your leg as well.

It was a pity, truly. He hated to see you hurt, even after all these years apart and all this time. Yes, there was still apart in him that was in his twenties and yearning. However, there was a more present part now that realized it was your choice to throw yourself onto the rails of change in a futile attempt to stop a train. Of course you’d get hurt.

He waited nearly half an hour after your breathing had evened out to stand. He grabbed a blanket and draped it over both you and the girl.

He looked at her for a moment. She was more content than he’d ever seen her, wrapped asleep in your arms. There wasn’t a furrow between her brow, her lip wasn’t curled into a permanent half frown, her posture didn’t close in on herself. No, her face was smooth of wrinkles and she had one arm loose and limp, dangling off the small bed, around you.

She deserved it. She deserved this peace.

He brushed her bangs out of her face and savored this moment, committed the look on her face to memory.

He spared what was supposed to be a mere glance at you as well. However, it lingered.

He wasn’t transported back in time. No, it was nothing like that but for a moment he did falter at a vision he never thought he’d see again.

You were the stark opposite of Jinx. Where she was all loose limbed and peaceful, you had a stiffness about you. There was a furrow between your brows and the smallest frown. Your arms were still locked around her. Even your breathing seemed harsh.

Still, you were asleep and defenseless and he could have you killed if he wanted to. He could probably do it himself and you could do very little to stop him from slitting your throat.

A dark part of him asked the question of what would happen if he did it? Could he extract you from Jinx without either of you waking up? Would you be able to scream or would you just gargle on your own blood? Is it considered a betrayal when you’ve already made it clear you don’t think of Silco as the same good person you once did? Would he mourn?

He shook himself and moved his fingers from where they ghosted above your throat to caress your cheek.

Stupid questions. All of them stupid and useless. He wouldn’t be doing that.

Instead, he placed a kiss to your temple.

“Sleep well, my dearest ones,” he said as he tucked the blanket a bit tighter around the both of you then left the room.

#silco x reader #silco arcane x reader #silco x you #Silco arcane x you

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shnya · 4 months ago

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headcanon dump, misc. (long post, compilation of most existing headcanons i have for him.)

though his hair may seem to be perpetually tousled, he’s always taken great care into grooming himself and his appearance; you’ll never find him in clothes that don’t suit him, and, if he’s feeling himself, he’ll have a light, signature fragrance on him (lavender, bergamot, sandalwood, and cedarwood, per his official perfume.)

we don’t talk about his enforcer days, though. those days, he had simply given up on everything; including his shampoo routine. Yes, as an enforcer, he used the infamous 3 in 1

headcanon dump : dating.

Kogami has dated plenty of people, but has only been in relationships with the amount of fingers he can count on one hand. He’s an old school romantic, and while in school, he’d had people, guys and girls, who approached him about dates. He’s rejected a few, accepted a few, and faced his own results vice versa, but he’s nothing if not an attentive person that pokes around to get to know the person before making the most perfect date that person has been on (c’mon, he’s a Leo sun; this all-outness is just so him). He’ll bring flowers, chocolates, hold open doors, and even walk his dates right back to their doors.

Does he believe in “the one” out of all this? Who knows. He refuses to let Sibyl decide his ideal partner, though, and is there to give him partners and dates a good time; and a long time, if they’re both feeling each other.

headcanon dump : sexuality.

as stated in my bio for him, kogami shinya is bisexual / biromantic, and has no particular preference for any gender. there was no realization period for him, nor coming to terms with it — in a world run by the advanced sibyl system, whose collective minds come together to construct ideal lives for its citizens, I don’t think it would be discriminatory towards attraction or gender identity (in other words, be homophobic or transphobic). thus, kogami regarded his attraction as a completely natural thing all his life, as did most people around him.

headcanon dump : sleeping.

while kogami “sleeps four hours a day with cat naps in between”, he has the ability to sleep anywhere. from a truck going through a rocky terrain, to the paddy wagon on its way to a crime scene. his sleeping habits used to be a lot better when he was younger, since he slept for for a minimum of seven hours, but as soon as he reached college, it cut down to six (he was a star student for a reason), then four when he became an inspector —> enforcer. It was natural, given the stressful environment, and the PTSD from the specimen case didn’t do him any favors, so much to the point that he developed chronic insomnia. as if it couldn’t get any worse: he sleeps with one eye open, a knife under his pillow, and gun at his hip after he left Japan, facing the constant threat of someone trying to kill him in his sleep for the reputation he earned as a skilled mercenary and public enemy of the state to fascist regimes. he also wakes up randomly in the night. after his return, he’s making an effort to improve his sleep, though he still keeps the knife under his pillow out of habit.

headcanon dump, geeky interests.

don’t let his pretentiousness towards holo avatars / internet presences fool you, kogami is exceptionally geeky outside of his eclectic tastes in literature. as a child to his teen years, he loved video-games and martial arts movies (much to the point that one might say it had some influence on his own pursuit of martial arts). of course, he heavily preferred vgames with strong storylines and world building (thereby favoring JRPGs) but sometimes he settled with online first person shooters that didn’t require too much thinking. in college, he indulged in MMOsas a hardcore competitive raiderand tabletop gaming with Gino, but as his career became more taxing on his mental health, he has since dropped most of his geeky interests outside of reading completely until Kagari entered his life, sparking joy in the hobby again especially since he introduced a bunch of his own old favorites to his fellow enforcer.

headcanon dump, women & children.

Kogami has a soft spot for women and children. not that he thinks they’re particularly weak. on the contrary; he’s a feminist king whom adores and admires women , and with regards to children / younger people whom he perceives in such a light … he has chronic older brother / dad syndrome that’s best evidenced with how he treated tenzing.

headcanon dump, childhood room.

kogami came from a working-class family with a loving mother and a father often busy at work (but not one he could call absent. he was just a bit of an emotionally awkward asian dad.); he was significantly closer to his mother, so much to the point that she was listed as his sole emergency contact.

he grew up in the average japanese neighborhood; the house wasn’t all too big, and his room stayed tidy, often at his mother’s nagging, but he didn’t spend too much time in there unless he had to. he had three (smaller) bookshelves, a small TV with a gaming system, a usually messy desk with a computer, his bed and curtains were blue, a small closet for his clothes, and an even smaller dresser for stragglers that couldn’t fit in said closet. you can find free weights under his bed, a pull up bar at the frame of his door, and there’s always some presence of a water bottle in his room.

headcanon dump, jealousy.

Kogami is self assured and rarely experiences jealousy / envy on a personal level, except for the cases in which he envied people’s ability to obtain happiness and fulfillment, but he likes to think those days of his are over. This not to say he’s immune to the light prick of jealousy/envy that every human feels at some point or another; he just knows how to reflect and replace the energy / thoughts, often with admiration if it’s unattainable, or inspiration if otherwise attainable.

also, his jealousy/envy is almost always situational.

headcanon dump, languages.

kogami is fluent in: viet, thai, lao, khmer, mandarin (only some cantonese), hindi, English, and Japanese. eight years overseas gives you a lot of time to absorb different languages, their phonetic & grammar systems, and their literature, and kogami is a fast learner.

headcanon dump, misc.

I feel like Kogami went through a phase in high school & college where he obsessed over philosophers and profound literature and often quoted them, but people looked at him weird when he did, so he kinda quieted down on it a bit. So, when he met makishima, he was impressed, but also a little pissed off that he met someone, as shitty as he was, that reminded him of himself ( let alone his cringy younger self ).

study, deteriorating hue.

kogami’s deteriorating hue was inevitable. In his first division (03), he witnessed the deaths of two of his enforcers ( torii tsubasa & kurata naoto ) and his partner inspector ( yoshitoshi waku ) in the line of duty - kogami holds a grudge against himself for it, and believes he could have done more to prevent that outcome, but much of the blame has been expressed in silence. amazingly enough, his criminal coefficient remained under 100. the sybil system didn’t perceive this loss as a cause of concern since kogami walked out of that situation with his hue in tact, and it believed kogami would be stable working alongside ginoza nobuchika, who he’d been close friends with. his hue, though, at an acceptable number, was on thin ice. unlike his partner who’d regularly sought out mental health treatment to maintain a good number, kogami dodged treatment, right up to his demotion. ginoza might blame kogami’s demotion on how close he’d gotten to his enforcers in both divisions he has worked in, but kogami would never admit the correlation. the true causation, kogami believes, would have been his own failure to prevent those deaths.

headcanon, workout routine.

kogami works out twice a day, usually full body workouts. upper in the day, lower in the evening. he spaces them out to be every other day, while the day between is filled with martial arts training / sparring . after he leaves Japan, he does find workouts to accommodate the routine he made (+ you can never not get enough exercise when you’re constantly fighting for your life), but with his return, he’s fallen back into the comforts of having training equipment at his disposal. he usually designates one or two days out of his week to rest.

headcanon dump, sleeping alone.

Kogami is a pretty physical person in general, but it’s a source of distress when he’s not awake. It’s why he’s made it a point to sleep alone when he left Japan; it’s not that he could’ve hurt anyone in proximity (in some brooding manner), or that he fears feeling someone pressed against him… it’s that he’s like an octopus, and clings to anything he feels when he’s sleeping, in almost a chokehold. Usually when he sleeps alone, he sleeps on his back, or on his stomach with his head on his folded arms so there’s no room for anything of the sort. When he has the room to sleep on his side, though, he’s curled up in fetal position, and if someone refuses to leave him to sleep alone, they’ve been warned, and they’ll probably be put in a grapple of death until they wake him up (which is surprisingly easy to do, since he’s not a heavy sleeper). But in his own (temporary? Or long term?) home since his return to Japan, he has had extra pillows subjected to this.

headcanon dump, wrestling.

no, but. “Play wrestling” is never “play” with kogami, neither is playing footsies under the table with him. Kogami Shinya was a wrestler and kickboxer in school, and actively hones his skills. He does know when to be serious, and when to joke around, but there’s a thin line between them for him, and he’s particularly evil about it.

headcanon dump, kogami being ill.

I’m feeling a little under the weather, so it’s Kogami headcanon time. When he feels ill, he’ll pretend that he isn’t; he covers up every cough, sniffle and sneeze with a “it’s nothing”. But when he’s in his own bed, he becomes a big baby, curling up under blankets, ten thousand mugs with soaked tea bags on the coffee table. all notifications are off for him, and if you try to walk in on him in this state, he’ll just turn his back towards you. don’t try to baby him; he’ll pout and insist you don’t have to, though he’ll still thank you.

kogami rarely makes it known when he’s ill, since he’s used to turning to hermitage to recovering in silence. but, if people know he’s ill… being the dramatic leo he is, he’ll bitch about it. “i am SO sick.” “I feel like dying.” “feel like SHIT.”

he’s a child about medicine; preferring pill form meds over liquid ones. he’ll make a face if presented with a small cupful and try to turn away or try to complain enough for the other party to give up. if the person administering it is particularly tenacious in getting him to take it, he’ll pout the whole time and shoo you away once he’s taken it, like an animal licking its wound after losing a fight.

will try to do everything while he’s ill; because he swears he’s built different. yes, he is, but he’s still human!

headcanon dump, minecraft.

character development question: what would your character do in Minecraft? i’ll start. Kogami would hyperfocus on mining in ravines. nobody would ever know where he’s at, and he leaves a trail of cobblestone. He gets a little too upset if he dies in one. He’s the main one bringing back diamonds, gold, and red stone, though. Very oddly good at building houses, but he mostly cares for mining.

headcanon dump, southeast asian fighting styles.

oh, god. A lightbulb just went off in my head. Kogami would’ve definitely been able to train formally in south + southeast Asian fighting styles while he was in the SEAUn because if he hadn’t been dedicating himself to freedom fighting, he (canonically) sought out some form of enlightenment / peace; so not only did he brush up on the fine arts (literature/music/visual arts/theatre), but he also brushed up on the martial arts as well. He had eight years to do this.

headcanon blurb, therapy.

I think Kogami did give it a go when he wasn’t forced to, but he felt horrified by his own thoughts and feelings on certain things (namely his trauma) and thought it wasn’t very productive that they’d repeat (though, he couldn’t help it). Thus, he does tons of other forms of therapy instead (i.g, physical, reading, etc.) that … don’t really address the problems he feels ashamed of having.

headcanon dump, misc.

when kogami lived/lives alone in japan, he has a tendency to walk around his own place naked; at most, half naked. after showers, he’ll have nothing but his towel on his head, and when he’s cooking, he’ll at least put on some boxers so to not get any oil splashes on himself lol. as an enforcer, he sorta did the same thing, though, much to his chagrin, living at one’s own workplace leaves you very little time to just lounge in your birthday suit when you’re called to duty so often and on such short notice, so more times than not, it’ll be half-naked.

As of 2110, Kogami Shinya has an air fryer.

kogami also tutors in foreign languages, of which he has surprising proficiency in most major language families. he also has some knowledge in ASL.

messy Kogami things: He’ll write his journal in a completely different language, but if he suspects people are reading through it, he’ll write their names in a language they can understand; so while they may not know why he mentioned them, they’ll know he’s talking about them.

Kogami is actually really great at writing up reports. ❤️

A loyal wordle player, when he had the internet connection for it. He missed the game when he went without while overseas, but now that he’s back, he’s loyally back at it at 12 AM. Needless to say, he enjoys other word games, and he’s a ruthless scrabble opponent.

while he doesn’t dance, he does have rhythm. he’s very involved with physical activity so, if you show him a dance, chances are you’ll see him having perfected it in very little time.

a bass and guitar player at some point in his life.

his favorite weather = clear skies (canon backing), since it’s when he can get the most outdoor activities done, and he feels rejuvenated by the open air, especially when there’s a slight breeze to go with it. patches of clouds don’t ruin it for him, and while he prefers day > night since he does a lot of … ruminating at night.

a beer guy.

kogami can’t consume media normally, and I mean that in the funniest way possible. while he does have his mindless indulgences, his favorite ones are usually thought provoking, and he very rarely settles for media that doesnt stimulate him or cheap entertainment. he’s definitely the kind of guy who gets into forum arguments over character fights / strength and lore / world building / theme analysis.

kogami can either be incredibly thoughtful in his gift giving (extending his own interests into his choices for the recipient, such as giving someone a physical manga volume, or tickets to a museum if he knows the person is into fine arts) or … incredibly bad in that he was in so much of a loss in what to get someone that it ended up being something that he’d probably have liked to receive himself (i.g, a beach trip out, if he thinks the other person needs to relax and he doesn’t know how to say so since he’s big on surprises). he likes to get to know the people he keeps around intently; once you get past his RBF, he’s actually a very friendly, kind, generous, and cheerful guy. and i love that about him, actually.

lao heritage.

Kogami Shinya is Lao, but he and his family are naturalized Japanese citizens. His family immigrated from Central Laos (particularly Savannakhet) in the following years after the Neoliberal Economy’s collapse of 2022, and adopted Japanese names while processing their citizenship: his father, formerly known as Keo Souvannakham became Kogami Keo (at least retaining his given name since its pronunciation is similar to Kyo); his mother’s maiden name is unknown. Shinya himself never received a Lao name on paper, though because word of God is Lao, his play name / ຊື່ຫຼິ້ນ ( name otherwise called by his father’s family member and his family ) would have been Maa Noy / ໝານ້ອຍ ( translates to puppy. or just Noy, which means little. )

Growing up, Shinya spoke Japanese and Lao; naturally, more Japanese in public, while some Lao (and still, primarily Japanese) at home in the Central Lao dialect. He was able to retain the second language fairly well with regular reinforcement from his father and most of his family that remained in Japan with him, and was surprised (if not a teensy bit mortified) that it was included in his archaic language studies in college. Keo was the one who encouraged Shinya to pick up kickboxing and wrestling, since both are popular forms of martial arts in Laos.

Some of his motivation to migrate southward to Southeast Asia after leaving Hong Kong was in part due to his heritage; with his very Japanese name, he stuck out at first, but his being able to speak Lao helped him assimilate with some of the locale with its similarities with the other southeast Asian languages; it helped that his language studies also tutored him in Thai and Khmer. Though he traveled through Laos, he settled right in within a year of stationing himself in central Cambodia; as much as one can settle in in a war zone, anyway.

headcanon, misc.

Kogami’s earlobes are pierced, and have been since he was a young teenager. At that age, he had a teeny tiny punk streak, and got it done in an inconspicuous shop. While his holes have since remained empty, they’re amazingly enough, still there, and he occasionally accessorizes accordingly when he finds a pair he likes or he’s gifted some.

On the conversation of jewelry, Kogami prefers necklaces a lot. Though the dog tags he wears overseas do serve a purpose, they also happen to be pretty fashionable for himself. On any other circumstances, he wears plain, loose pendants and the occasional choker.

as an enforcer, kogami goes shirtless (even half naked) through the MWPSB building almost 90% of the time he’s off duty, or when he expects to be confined to the building. he keeps the allusion of him wearing clothing up by using holo.

I think that not only would Kogami be a FFXIV player if it continues to exist in Psycho-Pass world, but he would’ve been a Lalafell player with Mentor Status. Not because he’s one of those weird Lalafell players or anything, but he’s one of those weirdly good players. Somehow, on top of his advanced curriculum and constant extracurricular activities and many many hobbies, he’d have made time for levelling all of his classes, being caught up in content and regularly high end raiding for the simple fact that it stimulated his mind. Lalafell was just because he thought “Aw, little guys.” And then got attached to his little guy.

pre-pp3 headcanons

kogami, immediately landing in japan, barely got a security clearance. despite frederica’s promise that he’d get there without issue, security drones stopped him for his criminal coefficient and revolver, and he likes to think that it’s the sibyl system’s way of reminding him how thin of ice he’s on. despite this hiccup, frederica delivered on her promise that he got as much freedom as a citizen (aside from the obvious stipulation of wearing her metaphorical leash); while it remains unknown how much power frederica has parallel to sibyl’s jurisdiction, she was able to secure him a reliable source of replenishment for his revolver since he refused to let go of in favor of the semi-automatic glock standard that the SAD agents carry. how many rounds he has exactly can be equal to the amount of cigarettes he has on hand on any given day, though he’s frugal by an eight year old habit with how many he fires off; he’s always preferred fighting hand to hand, anyway, so he’s not pressed too worried.

speaking of rounds, kogami’s gotten great at unloading and reloading the revolver with eight years of practice on hand. the fastest time he’s ever been able to do either is well under six seconds. he’d be the envy of cowboys.

he doesn’t have a penny to his name the moment he’s back in japan, though it might have been the case anyway when he left; he kept paper money on him, sure, but exchange rates overseas are useless since the global economy collapsed long before his birth with few efforts from nations to salvage it, so he lived frugally in this short time period of his return or on frederica’s authorized budget / allowance (which she strictly regulated how many cigarettes he can get on her credit since she hates those cancer sticks, and being his usual prideful self, he hated having to rely on her too much to begin with). during this time, he counted his cigarettes by the sticks because he didn’t know when he’d get paid enough to afford another carton, let alone a pack, and in tibet, he was only ever able to get those two cartons he got from garcia. so, yes, he might smoke less in general, but it’s not like he had much choice to begin with, so while he’s under begrudging management of his vice, it’s half by choice and half by circumstance.

frederica told kogami that he could stay anywhere he wanted if not for government standard apartments… within reason, just as long as he made it to work in time. you’d think that with the way he lived overseas he wouldn’t be so picky, but eight years was just enough to be able to adapt, assimilate, and grow comfortable with the simple way of life he had. his requirements were minimal holo and lots of nature — which he couldn’t find much of in tokyo … so, he settled with an “old-school” neighborhood, not terribly far from an abolition block that didn’t use so much holo that retained its own nostalgic air, what with family owned storefronts. because it’s tokyo, rent is rent, but it reminds him a little bit of the home he had when he was a boy, if not for the towering bookshelves he erects with every week he’s had the place.

never goes anywhere without the revolver; at first, it’s a sentimental notion to carry Pops and the weight of his first judged kill with him, but with SAD agents being required to conceal carry due to the nature of their work, Kogami himself got a custom holster made for himself. He’s also quite paranoid of encountering any foes he’s made overseas back at home; his fears have only come true by First Inspector. Guess what goes around will keep coming around.

headcanon, misc.

He prefers baths over showers, and in his own personal bathroom, he bathed with a bucket and a bowl. Showering like this overseas wasn’t exactly an issue since he already developed the manner to do so growing up.

Inherited a gold chain from his father’s side of the family; still has it, though doesn’t wear it on the job. Made from Laos gold.

He instinctually lowers his head into a bow when walking past elderly individuals.

He gets very touchy about having his head and feet touched.

Kogami only has a total of two meals a day. He wakes up, drinks coffee and smokes, has a burger (or any other meaty / protein equivalent ), then either another cup of coffee or udon for dinner. How he’s managed to stay on top of his health is above anyone, even himself. He’s generally not awake for breakfast, anyway, and just goes straight into his morning workout.

Kogami can speak Viet, but like, only in Southern Vietnamese dialect. The same can be said for his Lao, considering his family is from Savannakhet. He can understand the Vientiane dialect, but he’s a little lost the further north he gets.

A wee headcanon but Kogami is a bit tan from both his southeast Asian heritage as well as how much sun he soaks up on the regular with his work.

#portrayal.

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romanarose · 2 years ago

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I was homeschooled my almost whole life and I never thought I would, but when we moved from Wisconsin to South Dakota my parents were sick of me and let me to to public school the last year and a half 😂 had to find a prom date within 3 months at a school and town I JUST MOVED TOO oksy here’s the stories (for context, my town has 500 people, the entire county (the school is the only one in the county) has 100 people, and my school was about 100. So prom is v much a community thing

I’m on the right in the red. My prom date asked me like 3 weeks before prom, we only had one convo before and it was about all time low 😂 but he’s the step brother of the girl in pink and these two girls suggested he ask me. We actually became pretty good friends until the two step siblings moved. Then they started dating. 👁️👄👁️ the girl was from Alabama funny enough. And for those of y’all familiar with Romana lore, the guy on the left in the pink? Few years later we had wild freaky sex that unlocked a lot of kinks including butt stuff, then I got dressed, gave finger guns, said “thanks for that” and left. Never saw him again ☠️☠️ this was junior year I the girl in pink has kissed three people in this picture bc not only has she kissed the guy in pink, and her step brother, but also me! My first kiss bc we played truth or dare and I dared her to kiss me ☠️☠️

Senior year, me, my brother, and my date (who my probably bisexual brother is eyeing ?!?!? I look like I’m crashing THEIR date 😭) my brother never went to that high school but he went as my friends date bc she needed a date and I wanted him there. My date flew out from Wisconsin bc he was a friend of mine from there, I was in love with him, first love and all that, and was gonna confess my love at prom. He proceeded to leave prom to meet up with a girl he met THROUGH ME, my brother left prom to essentially hunt him down and yell at him bc I had a panic attack and passed out 🫣 my date and I had a whole history and he fucked me up REALLY BAD for years, but he reached out a few years back and genuinely apologized, and I forgave him, and he seems to have changed. This was senior year.

Including two. First pic is me and my two dates! I had graduated but the girl in black was a sophomore and a good friend of mine and invited me to prom. Girl in purples date bailed on her A WEEK BEFORE PROM and so we adopted her into our throuple. Unfortunately my friendship with girl in black just kinda faded, no hard feelings. However, i included the Charlie’s Angels picture bc the two friends there I stil talk to regularly and when i was back in the state this week I saw both of them, 7 years latter 🥰

And finally, my last prom. My friend group was two years younger than me (small school things) lol. This is my friend Elizabeth, who as the time was still presenting male. She asked her dad if she could wear his old prom suit from the 70’s and his dad said yes, but his mom said “you’ll never find a girl who will let you wear that” so she asked me, knowing I’m weird like that 😂 probably the only time in history the girl picked her dress around the suit, instead of vice versa. Liz and I still keep in regular contact, and we actually met up with the two girls from the above picture last year, first time our friend group was all together since their graduation 🥰🥰 she doesn’t come back much since she isn’t out to the town, but it feels special she trusted us with this. A very classic look for both of us, we were a very popular couple that year around town, people telling me for months how much they liked it

The amount of people who have kissed between these pictures is wild I don’t think I can’t even get it all

One of these days I’m gonna show y’all all 4 prom looks from all 4 proms I went to

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petals-and-bullets · 3 years ago

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Plenty of Ways

Pairing: Izzy Stradlin x Reader

Word Count: 779

Info: request by @blackberryblossom! 'could you do something where reader comes out to izzy as bi and thinks he’ll break up with her but he doesn’t?' There were plenty of ways for one to come out - nowadays at least. You’d seen it all; really awful puns, cakes, cards, or just outright saying it.

There were plenty of ways for one to come out - nowadays at least. You’d seen it all; really awful puns, cakes, cards, or just outright saying it.

So why the hell were you struggling to tell your boyfriend that you were bisexual?

You supposed it had something to do with his age; there wasn’t that much of an age difference between you, but he had lived through the 80s and the AIDs crisis and could remember that more significantly than you – you were, after all, only 18 when you met in ’85, and he was more concerned with the crisis than you were. Or maybe it was something to do with the song he’d recorded whilst he was still in Guns n Roses – the one song that you, or anyone who had been close to the band, weren’t allowed to talk about. One in a Million was even a nice song title, a cute phrase – it had just been ruined by the lyrics written by Axl when he was fuelled by rage and alcohol – but the rest of the band had recorded it. Recorded it and performed it once or twice; then Izzy had his ass handed to him in prison over it, and Slash’s mother had made an off-hand comment to him, and they agreed to never mention the song again.

Yes, you supposed, that was probably why you were so hesitant to tell your 40-something year old boyfriend that you had struggled with your sexual identity for years until recently, when you had accepted that you were bisexual, and that it wasn’t just you ‘confusing your feelings’. Or whatever it was that your now ex-friends told you when you brought it up with them.

Inhaling deeply, you nudged open the door to his studio, the overpowering scent of incense making your eyes water a little before you got used to it again. You preferred to stay out of Izzy’s studio; it was his personal space, the one area in the house that he would retreat into once he needed peace from the outside world and everyone around him. It was either that, or him fleeing to the open road, where you’d never see him for at least two months before he’d appear again, stinking and in desperate need of a shower.

“What’s the matter, love?” He muttered softly, his back to you as he deftly tied a knot in the string between his fingers.

“I… We… Can we talk?”

He stopped, straightening his posture before he turned to face you, patting his lap. Without a word, and like clockwork, you perched yourself comfortably in his lap, leaning back against his chest before you pressed your nose to the crook of his neck and inhaled the scent of coffee and nicotine that seemed to have never left him, despite him quitting both addictions by the time you’d turned 30. His fingers wound their way into your hair, idly massaging your scalp as he let you take the time to consider your words fully.

“You have to promise you won’t laugh.”

“I won’t laugh, Scumpul.”

“And you won’t get mad.”

He hummed and guided your head back so he could look at your face, his brows furrowed as he watched you.

“What’s all this about?”

“I… I’m bisexual. And I don’t know how you feel about it, but that’s what I am and who I am and if you have a problem with that then you can suck it up or find another partner… Then… Then fine.”

There was nothing but silence between you, and you winced as you opened your mouth to say something, anything. A soft chuckle cut you off before you could, and your cheeks warmed as you watched his face, evidently struggling to keep his smile to himself. Before you could even stop yourself, an annoyed whine left your throat and you slapped his chest, squinting in annoyance at him.

“You promised you wouldn’t laugh!”

“I know I did. But I couldn’t help it, y’know? Where on earth did you get the idea that I wouldn’t be okay with that?”

You paused, furrowing your brows; there had been the reasons that had run through your head before, but at his pointing out, you realised that there were other aspects of your relationship – such as the fact that he’d attended your cousin’s wedding. Your gay cousin’s wedding.

“… Oh.”

“Yeah, oh,” he laughed, pressing a kiss to your temple before he leaned back in his seat, brushing your hair from your face with a smile that was only reserved for you.

“You know I’m not going to judge you for anything, Scumpul.”

“… I know.”

#izzy stradlin #guns n roses #izzy x reader #izzy stradlin fic #izzy stradlin x reader #gnr #gnr fanfiction #gnr fic #gnr fanfic #guns n roses fanfiction #guns n roses fanfic #guns n roses fic

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wlovat · 3 years ago

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Worldkiller!Winn AU

a/n: okay guys i have to give partial credit for this idea to @bisexual-winn-schott because they’ve been helping me build and discover this prompt. i’m excited about it, even though it’s probably not very logical or anything but it’s alright ig! enjoy or something <3 there’s lots of monwinn in here!

basic summary: there’s a new world killer on the loose! a man in a blue suit with his eyes entirely covered by an matching mask. his name is death, for he can kill people with a single touch of his finger. when the DEO catches up to him, they discover one of their best agents is behind the mask!

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So many people. The plaza was filled with so many people. Women… children…. anyone you could think of. And among them was Death. He walked alongside of them, his hands tucked into his pockets. “Hello, good sir, how are you this evening?” He said with a sly smile to an older man.

“I’m doing just fine, young man. You heading to a party?”

Death nodded, slid a hand onto his back and then walked away. He smiled when he heard the body drop, straightening his tie. “Yes… something like that,” he said. Within seconds, people were at the poor, dead man’s side. Death took out so many people that he attracted the DEO’s attention. They pulled up with two vehicles and at least a hundred agents ran out of them. Supergirl quickly told the people to get out of the area, before turning to face her enemy.

“Oh! So this is supposed to stop little old me?” Death said, putting his bottom lip out in an fake pout. Supergirl raised an eyebrow at the sight of him. There was something… familiar about this Worldkiller. She just couldn’t place it. “If you wanna play it that way, sure,” Supergirl shrugged, gesturing to Alex to move in with a few agents.

Two of them swung in by Death’s right and left sides, getting met with his fists. They dropped immediately, and their deaths brought an wild laugh out of his throat. “Hit me with your best shot,” he said confidently, sending Supergirl an challenging look.

The agents kept Death busy as Alex loaded up an syringe with Kryptonite. She passed it over to Mon-El. “You have to get close enough to press this into his neck. That’s the only way we’re gonna turn this fight over,” she tells him.

He nods firmly and flies up, working his way around the plaza. He lands down next to Death, raising the syringe. But Death grabs his wrist swiftly, smiling maliciously. The syringe drops down onto the pavement. “Ooh, a secret weapon huh? That could’ve worked…” He tightened his grip and watched with satisfaction as Mon-El dropped to his knees, quivering. His breathing was shaky and he found he couldn’t focus his vision. He watched as Alex approached from behind quietly, picked up the syringe, and shoved it into the side of Death’s neck.

Death let out a cry of pain, dropping Mon-El’s arm and turning to lunge at Alex. His eyes flashed green and the Kryptonite crawled up his neck and face. Mon-El reacted quickly and held Death back by his arms as he succumbed to the pain. He knew that his touch would’ve killed the agent, and he couldn’t let that happen. “Man, this guy, so touchy,” Alex chuckled softly. She pocketed her gun and stepped forward with Supergirl. “Let’s take it off and see who this guy is,” Alex nodded at the other two and pulled the mask off.

Everyone stood in silence. No one knew what to say, not that there was anything to say. Behind Death’s attire…. was Winn. Supergirl stepped back, gasping softly. “No…. it.. it can’t be him,” she says shakily.

“This explains… so much,” Alex mutters from next to her. Mon-El lifts Winn’s body up and carries him to one of the vehicles. They stood in the DEO later, whilst Winn, or rather Death, was in an holding cell. “That’s not gonna hold him. We need a better plan, or rather a better place to hold him,” Alex said, crossing her arms. She noticed Mon-El next to her, staring at Winn’s desk with tears rolling down his cheeks. She put her arms around him and he just leaned into her embrace.

“I can’t believe… is he still in there?” Mon-El asked shakily, meeting Kara’s eyes. The two of them were so close to Winn, and this was shaking them deeply. “Of course he is! We got through to Sam, we can do the same for Winn. He’s probably terrified,” Alex told him reassuringly.

“Perhaps you can call Lena and see if we could uh… use her lab? I mean… it worked to isolate the enzyme for Reign,” J’onn suggested. He’d been quiet for several minutes. He was thinking about how distant and tired Winn had been the past few days.

“Good idea. I’m on it,” Alex nodded and walked off to get her phone. An agent came up to Kara, tapping her shoulder. “Sorry to bother you but… it seems as if he let Winn out and-“

Kara didn’t even stay to listen to the rest of the sentence. She burst into the holding room, jogging over to him and sitting on the floor. He was curled up in a ball, tears streaming down his face. He smiled weakly when he saw her. “Kara?”

“Hey, Winn.” Kara smiles sadly. She puts her hand to the glass and watches him try to lift his hand up to her. “I don’t know if I can fight him off. He’s so strong,” he cries.

“Don’t think like that. You’re strong,” Kara told him firmly, watching him nod and smile at her. His expression changed and his eyes flashed blue, an laugh escaping his throat. Kara tensed up and got up on her feet. “We’re gonna stop you. No one else is gonna die because of you,” Kara said angrily.

“Oh, Supergirl…. Winn Schott is already dying from the inside out. He’s weak. Sick. It’s only a matter of time before his light goes out,” Death cackles, getting up to walk around the cell.

Kara walked out after. She just… couldn’t talk to that thing anymore. Hours later, they had Death in Lena’s lab, heavily sedated with Kryptonite. Mon-El stood and watched him sleep with a tense look on his face.

Lena walked over with her clipboard, stepping inside the barrier to check Winn’s vitals. “We need to isolate the enzyme that awakens Death. To do that, I have to shock him with several high voltages.”

“But… won’t that hurt him?” Mon-El asked with a light scoff, feeling protective over his boyfriend.

“Yes, but it’ll help us bring Death out,” Lena told him. When Winn woke up, Lena informed him and he shook his head violently. “No, no, no, I don’t wanna do that!” Winn cried, scooting away from her. Mon-El entered the barrier and cupped his cheeks in his hands. “Winn… Winn… I’m right here. This is gonna help you, okay?” He smiles at his boyfriend.

“I’m…. scared,” Winn whimpered with tears in his eyes.

“I know, I know,” Mon-El said. “I’ll be right outside of the glass.” The next few hours consisted of Winn getting shocked, and screaming in pain. Mon-El was barely sitting through it, and he’d already argued with Lena so much. She stopped it eventually and sighed. “I still don’t have it,” she said frustratedly.

“Lena, please. I can’t take it anymore,” Winn cried from inside. He was curled up on his side, facing Mon-El. He just wanted to be held by him.

“I have to increase the voltage and keep going,” Lena told them both. No sooner did she start it back up, Winn screamed. Mon-El slammed his fist down on the console, breaking it. “Damn it, Lena! You’re gonna kill him,” he snapped. He brought the wall down and crawled into the bed next to Winn, holding him. Lena watched, eventually stomping upstairs with a huff.

Winn was sobbing and shaking like a leaf. He curled into Mon-El’s arms. “I just want him out. I can hear him… fighting to get me back in. I don’t wanna go back… I don’t wanna go back…” His eyes were so heavy and he just wanted to sleep.

Mon-El brushed his hair back and shushed him. “Just sleep, Winn. We’re gonna fix you,” He told him reassuringly. As Winn slept, Mon-El’s frustration grew. He wanted Death to finally meet his end, so Winn could be free.

And he intended to do what was necessary to get the job done.

#supergirl #supergirl cw #winn schott #winslow schott #jeremy jordan #kara danvers #kara zor el #melissa benoist #alex danvers #chyler leigh #j’onn j’onzz #mon el #mon el of daxam #chris wood #lol i tried #maybe #lena luthor #katie mcgrath

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writers-worst-nightmare · 4 years ago

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Till new flowers bloom (Lance x reader):

Ask: Hey! :D Just saw that your requests are open, so I thought I could tell you one of my favorite fanfic ideas: How about a Lance (from VLD) x Reader fanfic in which he and the reader eventually start dating post-canon. Everything is absolutely perfect, but he’s a unsure about saying the words ‘I love you’ for the first time. Not because he’s unsure about his feelings, but because he doesn’t want to lose another person that he loves. But, with the help of his friends, he eventually finds the courage, arranges an amazing date, and tells the reader how much they mean to him, and promises to protect them with anything he can.

A/N: this was fun to do! I love the idea of a sensitive Lance (almost as much as a sensitive Keith)

Warning(s): the fluff to angst might kill some readers

Pairing(s): Lance x reader

Word Count: 2,579

Request are always open!

Lance and you had been together since the eighth grade in middle school. You guys fit perfectly together, you where more in the calm side of things while Lance was always up and about. You still remember the day that he said he loved you…it was very…well…Lance to say the least…

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“Y/NNNNNNNNN!!!!!” Lance yelled, phone gripped tightly in his hands, you perked up and cocked your left brow slightly upwards. The brown-haired male rarely talked to you, but you didn’t take it as a offense. You didn’t talk unless it was required to by a teacher or you where in trouble for something you didn’t do (that happened more often then you would think, the shy and quiet kids always get blamed for the things the loud kids do. Always.

“What?” You inquired, leaning back in your chair as Lance propped his phone up on your water bottle and gave you a sly smirk. Your eyes clouded with even more confusion as Lance went on tiktok and started to playing Electric Love.

”Do you know this trend?” Lance asked, you shook your head ‘no’ before lightly humming to yourself.

”No, but the song sounds nice,” you commented slowly. Picking out your words as carefully as a old lady picking out beautiful blooming flowers for her husbands funeral.

“I know it does…” Lance smoothed talked, doing the classic bisexual finger guns as you. You giggled at the boys attempt to get your attention. But just as the song picked up to the chorus Lance pulled you in by the collar of your shirt and kissed you roughly. You tensed up, muscles bunching up in the toughness that held in the kiss. But, soon, you found it to be comforting and relaxed slightly. Lance pulled away from you and smiled brightly.

”I am guessing this means that you like me?” You giggled, staring at Lance as he curled into you and hide his face in the crook of your neck. You felt your body temperature go up slightly as you hugged Lance back and laid your chin on his back.

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It was short and sweet, anything that somebody could dream of in Middle School. The tiktok bad blown up to massive number and got both you and Lance a following (your followers demanding more Lance x you content, and you happily gave them it). The relationship through half of high school and training pilot school was so sweet. Even when Voltron was formed you guys stuck together likes two peas and a pod.

But one thing differed

One thing stuck out to you

It was always the same thing…

You would sat the words ‘I love you’ and wait for a response

But it never happened. He never responded with ‘I love you too’ or anything. He would just seem happy that you said you loved him and carried on with the day as if nothing happened. The crew started to pick up on slight hints but nobody got it! They would just say that Lance was being nice and shy but you knew the Cuban boy more then anybody. If you had to describe him personality wise ‘shy’ and ‘quiet’ are some words that too wouldn’t use. Lance's personality is very complex, as he has shown several different, often conflicting sides throughout the course of your relationship with him (even in the classmate side of things way back when). He can be very egotistical, cocky, confrontational, and arrogant at times. At other times, he is friendly, kind, reflective, and shows great intelligence. He is usually the first to make light of a delicate situation, either by joking around or flirting. Lance is noted for his poor-timed or vulgar humor at times, noted by him ripping a fart as a joke. Lance's friendly and outgoing personality allows him to connect with mostly everyone (maybe not as much with Keith) despite their many differences. Around girls, however, Lance tends to focus on flirting, sometimes neglecting his teammates. Lance is brave, adventurous, friendly, and free-spirited, often howling like a wild man during his fights and adventures, showcasing his unrestrained love for what he does. However the moments he is able to let go of those feelings are the times he is able to do the most for his team. He can be quite sensitive, reflective, and distant at times when his teammates are not around or when his guard is lowered. Lance is shown to be quite homesick, deeply missing the Earth and desiring to return to his family, reminiscing on the beach near his home, splashing in puddles, and experiencing rainfall. This is one of the few times he appears sad and he is unwilling to let his friends witness it.

He is often impulsive, not very in control of his emotions and often loses the gravity of the team's mission to dreams of glory, praise, and being the center of attention. Lance reacts angrily when Keith doesn't prioritize the shows Voltron is putting on to gain support, and he is easily the most enthusiastic of the Paladins about performing in front of a crowd. Lance tends to get caught up in the way that he sees the world rather than the way things actually are. Because of this, he is noted to be the least perceptive of his team. Lance was the only one fooled by Pidge's disguise as a boy. He also sees many of Keith's comments as insulting or aggressive when Keith does not appear to mean them that way because Lance believes Keith is his rival, and the "rivalry" between them is entirely Lance's own creation. Lance is insecure about his own abilities and placement on the team, and so often acts as though he has something to prove. Lance admits that he doesn't see himself as one of Voltron's best warriors and suggests that he may not be the best choice for a Paladin of Voltron. Contrastingly, Lance often shows a high degree of situational awareness and tactical skill while on missions, as shown when he corrected Keith's errors twice to protect the Balmera from harm from Keith's reckless attacks. When meeting the Blade of Marmora for the first time, Lance pointed out to Shiro that Keith would become angry and attack someone if taken on the mission. While this was most likely said because of his rivalry with Keith, Lance was correct in his assessment of Keith's character, as Keith's antagonistic nature created tension with the Blade when they discovered the knife in his possession.

Following Shiro's disappearance after the temporary defeat of Zarkon, Lance matured rapidly. He became far more serious in his missions and coordinating battles with his allies. During this time, he also lost much of his animosity towards Keith. Although initially desiring to be leader himself, Lance accepted the Black Lion's choice of Keith as Paladin. He becomes a much more supportive member of the team and steps up to take more of a tactical advisor's role, not sugar-coating his criticism of Keith's leadership tactics but supporting him to move forward all the same. Lance's acceptance by the Red Lion as its new pilot echoes King Alfor: acting as a right hand, trusting the Black Paladin to be a better leader than himself in battle, giving assistance when needed, and supporting his friends.

So he would often be the side character that got only a small amount of screen time and often bullies by other characters and the fandom. Although you loved him and all of his moments. Whether he is sad, cocky, sensitive, or doesn’t say the three words ‘I love you’ back whenever you say it.

It was the complete opposite for you

If someone where to describe you they would say that you where sometimes flirty but not as level headed as Lance. You used to be shy but you think that phase has left your body now (as least you hope with dating the one and only Lance McClain). Usually you flirted a lot with Pidge friendship wise and Pidge would always joke about killing Lance and getting together with you. You woud laugh and laugh as Lance fears for his own life in the corner. But other then the teasing with your best friend Pidge a lot of people labeled you as kind and understanding. You where the one to talk Keith out of leaving the moment he knew who is Mother is. Instead he stayed for a little longer. And when Keith left you defended him with your life. Sometimes arguments would burst out in Shiro saying that you cared more about Keith then you any other teammates. And maybe he was right, but you admired Keith in some way. He was the person that did what you didn’t want to do. The one thing that every half-breed thought of doing but never did in the end. When the days where off and you could relax a playful pillow fight would often kick off or you could be seen watching some anime (usually the gore stuff but sometimes you couldn’t help but watch Ouran High School Host Club souly based on the fact that Haruhi was there and it is Haruhi).

Maybe you where the toxic one in the relationship, maybe you needed to fix something and do something right.

“Y/n?” Pidge asked, snapping you out of your daydream and into reality. Sighing heavily you let down your guard and turned back on your mic to reach out to your non-binary teammate.

“Yes Pidge?” You called through the mic of your helmet. The slight grief that you felt for Lance handing thickly in your throat. You might have gotten use to if. Used to the feeling that Lance was never going to say ‘I love you’ in your relationship but it still felt worse then getting knocked down by Zarkon when you had a tom of weapons and he had none.

“Something happened to Lance I need you to—“ Pidge was cut off by the sound of you racing to get the rest of your uniform on. You where at the spaceship of backup was needed, although they rarely ever needed you. So you just wore your helmet (you thought it looked pretty cool). You pulled the purple uniform over your head and rushed into your lion.

“OPEN UP PURPLE!!” You called, clearly in a hurry. You grabbed your purple taser that Shiro had given everyone at the start of the mission and went in the mouth of Purple.

You where the purple Paladin, usually the person who has the purple Paladin is connected to royalty somehow. Everyone wanted to talk about it but you always ignored them when it came up in discussion.

The truth is that you are Zarkon’s child, being raised on the planets and then brought down to Earth when a war happened. You where raised by a old lady who found you left alone in the cold and brought you in. She fed you and kept you safe although she didn’t know what you truly where (she just guessed you where a human like everyone else on Earth). You covered up the marks on your face unlike Keith. You didn’t want to leave yet. You couldn’t leave…if you left then what would Lance do? No, you won’t be like Keith and leave your friends and boyfriend to rot in the spaceship while war goes plundering on like a lighting storm all around you. You may be Zarkon’s kid but you weren’t like him at all. You weren’t like Keith. You were y/n. And if you had to die to prove it, then so be it. Purple halted in front of Red. Your eyes widened as you saw Lance, he looks beaten up to the point of near death. Your breath hitched in your throat as you jumped out of your seat, making sure to grab the first-aid kit and then bang on Purple’s door to open faster.

“LANCE!!!” You screeched when Purple finally opened the door to let you out. Blue was beat up badly also, parts of Blue’s body was falling off and their usually clear crystal blue eyes where now dusty and clouded with thought. You found a gap in Blue and rushed in to save Lance’s life. “LANCE!!!” You exclaimed, going to Lance’s side and shaking him rapidly. Thick tears starting to prick at the corners of your eyes.

“HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA SJSNEURKNR AHAHHAHAHA!!!!” Keith howled in laughter. You whipped your head around and stared at the black-haired male. You fumbled with your pocket and pulled out the taser. Soon Lance joined in on the laughing as well. Both of them howling like maned wolves on a full moon.

“What are you two laughing at?!” You huffed, arms crossed and staring at the two boys. Soon the rest of the Paladin‘s arrived. All of them laughing together.

“Come in love…let’s get away from them…” Lance suggested, standing up on his own and taking you away. You didn’t have time to notice it before but now you looked around where you stood and there was a bunch of blooming flowers around the place. A small park where some kids sat at the dark navy blue coated bench and watched in awe at the lions and the two of you like you where some superhero’s flying through the sky.

“Where are we going?” You asked, leaning against Lance’s arm and intertwining fingers with him.

“You will see.” Lance chuckled, you rolled your eyes and started following Lance. Totally embraced in the fact that he was still alive. His scent smelled like the fresh clean breeze and coconut mixed together in the most perfect way.

Soon, the two of you went to a small opening in the park, kids where gathered around and staring at you with excitement filling their eyes. “Y/n! Can you read me a story?” One of the kids begged, the kids had curly blonde hair and round blue eyes. You nodded your head and sat down to pick up the book. You opened your mouth to start resting it to the blonde-haired girl before Lance coughed. You turned around and couldn’t believe the sight in front of your eyes. It was Lance on one knee, a dark purple case in his hands and a warm smile on his face. You looked for any sign of joking or a prank but all you could see was admirable and love for you in his tired dark blue eyes.

“I know this is kind of out of plan, but you know what? I am like that…so…” Lance trailed off, looking into your eyes. You stared at each other in silence before Lance spoke again. “I love you…and I am sorry that I hadn’t said it to you in all these years of us being together…but I hope I will make it up you…so y/n, will you make me the luckiest man on Earth and take this ring…?” Lance asked, pulling out the ring from the box. The ring had a small diamond but in it was a lavender flower inside. On the inner ring it had the lyrics for Electric Love in Lance’s handwriting.

“I guess McClain isn’t that bad of a last name…” You teased. Lance laughed softly before he took the ring into his hands and slipped it on your ring finger as a final say that you two where going to get married soon.

#voltron #vld #lance mcclain #voltron defender of the universe #voltron fanfic #voltron lance #voltron legendary disaster #lance x reader #writing inspiration #writing #fanfiction #writeblr #reference #answered asks #How did I write two thousand words in less then a hour #Idk #I had to do this TWICE because the font messed up #So I chose to be lazy instead #I might edit this later if I feel up to it

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valdiis · 3 years ago

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Character Profile: Daephrin Astramente

—————————————————————————- NAME: Daephrin Rosamar Astramente NICKNAME(S): Samar AGE: 29 years old SPECIES: Ishgardian Elezen GENDER: cisgender male SEXUALITY: bisexual CLASS: machinist BIRTHPLACE: Ishgard NAMEDAY: 15th sun of the 3rd Umbral Moon (6/14) PATRON DEITY: Llymlaen MARITAL STATUS: single PROFESSION: sky pirate RESIDENCE(S): it varies between being aboard The Windlass (the airship he works on), his friend’s residence in Shirogane, and his recently acquired apartment in the Mist

—————————————————————————- { PHYSICAL FEATURES } HAIR: warm black EYES: emerald green SKIN: sun-tanned HEIGHT: 6′5″ WEIGHT: 164 lbs.

APPEARANCE: Lean of limb yet broad of shoulder, Daephrin is on the shorter side for an Elezen. He earns his muscles climbing rigging and hauling on sail lines and his hands bear the calluses of oiled ropes sliding across his palms. As he lives closer to the sun than most, his skin is a warm tan sprinkled with sun freckles. He has warm black hair styled by wind and fingers, the kind of unintentional messy that looks careless and free. His eyes are a vivid emerald green, already lined at the corners with the first hints of crow’s feet despite his youth. Though he neatly trims his goatee, it inevitably bears a five o’clock shadow on his cheeks above the longer trim of beard beneath.

STYLE: He prefers dark and neutral colors, sturdy fabrics, and leather where he can get it. His pants are often extremely well-fitted and he knows just how good his ass looks in leather. HIs clothing often has buckles and fasteners on it to keep him tethered to the railing of an airship. Daephrin has a certain dapper charm to the way he dresses, though it’s owed less to Ishgardian social cues and more to his natural style. He wears a gold cuff on his left ear and frequently little gold hoops in both earlobes. Sometimes, he can be seen wearing a gold ring with a black stone that has a star incised into it.

OTHER: Daephrin’s voice is a low tenor, nearly a baritone, smooth with a little lilt that comes straight from Ishgard and an upbringing speaking the older Elezen tongue along with Eorzean Common. He often wears a cologne of bay rum and lime.

—————————————————————————- { FAMILY } SIBLING(S): Onaerion Astramente, younger brother; Sarin Astramente, older brother, deceased PARENTS: Lucarian Astramente, father, deceased; Illystra Eclanoir, mother, deceased OTHER RELATIVES: possible half-sibling bastards from his father, probably a cousin or two from him as well

FRIENDS: Aeluan Hoshinata, M’rath Tia, probably Eurynine Dyvoire once they’re past the jilted lover stage ACQUAINTANCES: Jaxon Tavard, Darian cen Geras, C’arliani Khilo, Wilfstahl Swygnsyn, X’alar Tia, probably others I’m forgetting

ANY PETS? yes [ ] | no [X]

—————————————————————————- { ATTRIBUTES }

BASICS:

Strength - (4/6)

Dexterity - (3/6)

Constitution - (3/6)

Intellect - (3/6)

Wisdom - (2/6)

Charisma - (6/6)

SKILLS: (Combat) excellent with pistols, guns, and rifles; adequate with a dagger (Non-combat) a leatherworker of middling talent, a sketch artist of very little skill but enthusiastic application

LANGUAGES: Eorzean Common, the old Elezen tongue (which in my headcanon is French)

—————————————————————————- { TRAITS } —— POSITIVE ——

ambitious, charming, fearless, intuitive, lovable, loyal, plucky, quick-witted

—— NEGATIVE ——

egotistical, hedonistic, lewd, masochist, overconfident, reckless, stubborn

—————————————————————————- { LIKES } COLORS: black, gold SMELLS: citrus, marzipan FOOD: chocolate fudge cookies, FRUITS: oranges, grapes DRINKS: milk ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES: whiskey on the rocks

—————————————————————————- { DISLIKES } COLORS: red SMELLS: that musty scent of a disused room FOOD: calamari FRUITS: pineapple DRINKS: tea ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES: beer

—————————————————————————- { OTHER DETAILS } SMOKES? yes [ ] | no [X] DRUGS? yes [X] | no [ ] DRINKS? yes [X] | no [ ] EVER BEEN ARRESTED? yes [ ] | no [X]

#character profile #Daephrin Astramente

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lussttforlife · 4 years ago

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hi fam! this is @g0ldengubler and welcome to my nsfw side blog! here we can be horny fucks and just have a good time. plus this can be where i post mgg smut. like dirty mgg smut and not have to worry about somehow getting in trouble yenno (it’s one of the things i worry about on my side blog)? anyways, here’s all the info on the blog☺️ (also yes i know there’s no keep reading part i’m writing this on my phone i’m getting there lol)

✨short about me✨

my name is liv

i’m 21 years old

i’m bisexual

i use she/her pronouns

i will write for the girls and the gays and the they’s (and the cis straight ally’s as well) and that’s it

✨who i’ll talk about✨

matthew gray gubler

spencer reid

other mgg characters

any horny fantasy i have

hotch (i’m not a full on hotch stan in the dirty sense but have u read hotch fics??🤤)

emily (i mean c’mon, she’s one of the women that made me realize my sexuality in my teen years)

honestly any character from cm tbh (aside from rossi, idk why but i can’t get behind that specifically lol)

✨Rules✨

this blog is 18+, so pls, when it comes to mgg, no minors. this is where i can fully and freely be dirty. i am 21 so i will not talk nor write requests if u are. pls check out my main blog if u want uwu mgg, but spencer and other characters are ok :)

aside from anal stuff, i will not talk nor write about kinks that i’m not into (which will be listed)

...i thought there would be more but if they come to mind or i’m reminded of something or something gets out of control, i will update this lolWhat I’m Into

✨What i’m into✨

masturbating

mutual masturbation

teasing

daddy kink

praise kink

degradation

being tied up

oral

fingering

ass slapping

dom/sub dynamic

overstimulation

cock warming

orgasm denial

i’m also a huge cumslut lol

squirting

switch (only w another female. i have a hard time being dominate w a guy unless it’s in a bratty sub kind of way (which that i can talk about, too. the bratty sub thing lol)😂)

(more will be added bc i can’t think lol)

✨What i’m not into✨

feet

wax play

temp play

knife play

gun kink (sorry boiz lol)

waterworks/any bodily fluid

(more will be added later bc i can’t think lol)

if anyone has any questions pls inbox me on this account! i’ll be happy to answer☺️

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bitchassslytherinsnakery · 4 years ago

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(starting a new thread the other one was a bit long)

Tagged by @justalonely-ghost

rules: tag 10 followers you want to get to know better

Name: Nim

Sexuality: Pansexual Polyamorous :)

Hogwarts house: Slytherin

Cats or dogs: KITTY!!!!!

Current time: 10:32 am

Favourite animals: ^^

When i made this blog: Just over a year ago!!

Reason behind URL: I got an anon saying they misread my old URL as this so I changed it to further confuse them 🤣🤣

@timburtonisdaddy @yes-i-know-how-to-spell-soop @sicklythiasus @stardust-killer-queen @funky-gay-fae @ritzfentton @god-knows-what-am-i-doing @awkward-bisexual-finger-guns @im-a-goat-in-disguise @raine-showers if y'all want to :D

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soulwounds · 4 years ago

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「 jensen ackles , forty - one , cis male + he/him 」 did you know 𝘋𝘌𝘈𝘕'𝘚 real name is 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 ?! around the island they seem to be quite loyal , but also short tempered , but it makes sense given they are a FIRE CHIEF and come from 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐋 . you can hear 𝚁𝙰𝙼𝙱𝙻𝙴 𝙾𝙽 by 𝙻𝙴𝙳 𝚉𝙴𝙿𝙿𝙴𝙻𝙸𝙽 blasting from their house , but be careful ! they can be agitated as nightmares bring back memories of JACK DEFEATING CHUCK . even so , it’s impossible to see 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒌𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏, 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒌𝒏𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒍𝒆𝒔, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆, 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒋𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒍 𝒕𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒂 𝒃𝒆𝒅 and not think about them .

hey i’m link , i’m 24 , & i never learned how to fucking read . VERY excited to be here again . i work a lot but i’ll be on as often as i can . beyond that i hope you all enjoy the mess of characters i have / plan to have here ! such as dean here ! feel free to message me on here or on discord at ANY time i do not bite & get excited very easily !

full name : dean henry winchester . alises : the righteous man . the sword of michael . squirrel . age : forty one . gender & pronouns : cis male , he / him . sexual & romantic orientation : bisexual / biromantic . species : human . identifying marks : multiple scars across his body . some looking like they came from knives , others from guns . his memory on how he got them is fuzzy .

𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐎 𝐅𝐀𝐑 ?

there was still a fire at the winchester house when dean was four years old . an accident this time . an electrical fire . a normal tragedy . their mom was still lost but dean , holding onto the bundle that was his little brother , watched as the fire fighters pulled his dad from the flames . sitting with them , brother in his arms , while they consoled him & let him wear their helmets would always be a far more comforting memory to dean than the ones his father gave him in the years to come . john winchester became distant . negligent . borderline abusive . dean did his best to take the bulk of what their grief drowned father put on them , trying to shield sam , & gave a lot of his life to helping raise sam where john fell short .

when he was a late teen if he wasn’t at home or sneaking out for a smoke & some girls , dean worked at being a volunteer firefighter . it was something , he thought , slightly productive to do with his life as it was already obvious to him that he wouldn’t be able to go to college with sam still needing him around . at age eighteen , with his high school diploma stating he graduated with average grades , dean officially joined the fire force at an entry level & began saving up money for his own place . a place away from his father but close enough that sam could use it to get away at any time as well .

when dean was twenty the place ended up getting more cramped than expected . dean was notorious with women & thought himself as careful but clearly not as careful as he thought . when he found out he was going to be a dad he initially rejected the idea , wanting nothing to do with the child out of fear of turning into his father . sam was the one who talked him down from the anxiety . with his encouragement , dean slowly worked to learn how to be a parent . preparing a room . reading parenting books . anything . it came as a shock a month before the due date to when he found out the mother was backing out of keeping the child . she had been the one initially for raising it at first but suddenly felt she couldn’t do it . though he’d be on his own , dean had steeled himself to becoming a father too much to let the boy to go up for adoption . richard samuel winchester was born march 7th & dean took full custody as his sole guardian . he kept in touch with richie’s mother still , who went on to study psychology outside aurora .

being a single father was far from easy but dean managed , always taking help where he could from his brother or from friends . one friend even got closer than others . when richie was nearing two years old , dean started seeing ( REDACTED ) & the casual feeling of the affair wasn’t there for long . things blossomed into something serious & when it was discovered she was pregnant , this time dean was far more sure about things than when he was twenty . the wedding was small & around nine months later dean became a father of two as maxine joined the winchester family . or max , as was preferred .

for a few years this seemed the perfect arrangement . dean worked up through the ranks at the station , setting himself up to be the new fire chief one day , & raised his kids happily with his wife . but perfect sometimes doesn’t last long . their relationship , after all , had been a rushed one . after around eight years , things simply didn’t have the same spark as they used to . the divorce wasn’t nasty , they knew it was a mutual thing , but it still stung . he left the court as a single father again , now with joint custody of his daughter .

at fourty one , years later , he’s gotten well back on his feet . no serious relationships seem to stick but at work he’s finally gotten fire chief . he misses being in the middle of the action sometimes , but he loves his job nonetheless . if not at work he’s visiting his brother , the bar , fixing his car , or dedicating time to his kids .

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐀 𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 ?

a blonde girl with a sickening grin . ( but he can see beyond that . she’s gruesome . horrific . a monster made only for the worst nightmares with two pure white eyes ) she reaches for the door & her voice is as sickly sweet as a child’s . sic ‘em , boy . what’s behind the door rivals her for terror . a black beast of a dog . red eyes & snarling teeth . blood staining its muzzle & paws . one breath blows away the protective herbs . & then dean is helpless as it rips into him . his leg first . his arm . his side . though the worst of it all is hearing sam’s begging for it to stop . but it won’t . it can’t . & WHO’S FAULT IS THAT , DEAN WINCHESTER ? dean wakes up when the dog rips his chest to ribbons , clawing into his heart . his hand goes to his chest --- there’s nothing there .

after fitfully falling back asleep , his mind plays the aftermath . it’s dark & he can feel pain . pain in his shoulder . in his side . in his head . it’s ripping him , pulling him . two hooks in his torso & chains around each wrist & ankle suspend him from nothing in an endless thunder cloud . the only time he can see is when lightening flashes . there’s blood coming over his lip . it’s pain like he’s never felt before . it’s fear like he’s never felt before . SOMEBODY HELP ME ! a desperate call . SAM ! when he wakes up in cold sweat this time , he doesn’t go back to sleep .

( one nightmare in two parts . dean had dreams of the end of season 3 where he is dragged to hell . both of the dragging & of his first moments in hell as well . )

𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐄𝐖 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ?

he tries not to think of them . tries to believe they’re just dreams because the alternative is so much worse to consider . at the same time , though , as he starts to see the things that go bump in the night as more real , he feels the urge to go to his roots if only to protect the family he has here . a fake life or not , those he knows in aurora are still real enough to him .

𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐄 ?

father to RICHIE & MAX . he will absolutely go off on you if you are mean to his kids . yes , this includes other kids who bully his kids . he doesn’t care he’ll yell at you for being an asshole no matter your age . absolutely no one messes with his kids .

still has the impala here . can’t have dean without his car .

while he is the fire chief , fixing cars is a huge hobby of his . if he didn’t love his job , he would absolutely leave it to work as a mechanic at the local garage .

while he mostly works on his car himself , he still brings his car to the garage a few times a year for things that his own garage doesn’t have the tools for . they know him there from his recognizable car .

his father has been alive for sometime but he’s recently found out he died from a stroke in his sleep . dean is stuck between the duty of giving his father a proper funeral & his own bitterness at the man for how he treated him & sam . this is only worsened by the memories of john that will come back .

he is bisexual ! because i’ve watched this show & have eyes ! i know ! is he repressed a lot & hasn’t exactly had an offical coming out ? also yes ! doesn’t mean he HASN’T made out & gotten with a guy or two in the past . just means he never felt like he could say anything about it all growing up & now just figures it’s too late .

uuuuuuuuuuuuh anyway . i’ll add to this more if i think of more .

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 .

SAM WINCHESTER - younger brother . simultaneously a pain in his ass & his best friend . practically raised sam but is still his brother at the end of the day . they annoy each other & love each other . very happy his kids have such a cool uncle .

RICHIE TOZIER WINCHESTER - son . absolutely is dean’s “little weirdo” & dean will say that in the most affectionate way possible . he’s always trying encourage rich & that means enduring richie’s terrible impressions then pretending they were incredible . he has , in dean’s opinion , improved with that . his jokes genuinely make dean laugh . he thinks richie is hilarious .

MAXINE “ MAX ” MAYFIELD WINCHESTER - daughter . he would do anything for max , literally she has him tied around her finger . if the principle called that she got into a fight he immediately asked if she won . but , once back home , he’d try to be responsible & tell them that fights maybe aren’t the best idea . will listen to taylor swift for them . secretly enjoys it .

EDDIE KASPBRAK - son figure . absolutely will look out for eddie as if he were his own kid . however , the boy’s mother was someone he got into shouting matches often with which probably didn’t bode well for the future of eddie & richie’s friendship . in dean’s opinion , though , the kid needs a lot more living . even if richie & eddie had a falling out , dean would still be there for the kid if he asked .

ASH WILLIAMS - close friend . they initially met when dean was around eighteen in a bar that he had used a fake ID to get into . though they ended up on opposite ends of the bar fight that broke out , they later ended up buddying up in jail while waiting for bail . since then , the two have remained quite the chaotic duo .

SIRIUS BLACK - acquaintance . works at the garage & dean trusts him with the impala . sometimes sirius stares at him for a bit too long but dean doesn’t question it .

JYN ERSO - acquaintance . also works at the garage ! lets dean borrow tools sometimes & he appreciates that a lot .

𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 .

EX - WIFE - someone to be max’s mother . can be around 39 - 43 . marriage was ended mutually & they’re on good terms now . has joint custody .

#dean: intro #sorry this is a NOVEL #ill make a nice graphic for it later #when my laptop isnt busted #❝ 𝑫𝐄𝐀𝐍 ( about ) .#tw abuse #tw death

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mimimimikkyu · 4 years ago

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50 Questions about your OC

I’m doing this all from a canon compliant perspective on Rowan(with the games aka they compete and become the new champion) so here we go

How old are they?

26 years

What gender are they?

Non gender, mild beef (Nonbinary, they/them)

What is their romantic/sexual orientation?

Bisexual

How tall are they?

5′5″

What do they look like?

It won’t let me paste a picture under here just go through my trainersona tag

What are their defining features?

Their eyebrows probably and their side shave.

Does their name have a meaning?

Not particularly within the scheme of things. I just thought of it one night while drawing them and was like, “Hey yeah that fits!”.

I only found out after that it works within the pokemon universe because it’s also a type of plant lol.

What family do they have?

They’ve got a father, his parents and some aunts and uncles + cousins.

They’ve always considered Hop to be a little brother as well.

Do they have a good relationship with their family?

Pretty much! They’re father is completely open and supporting of them and tries to help out wherever he can.

Then when they were still alive their grandparents lived on the farm with them and Rowan was always at their grandmothers side helping out. She’s how Rowan learned to cook and do basic patching up skills.

The only one Rowan doesn’t have a good relationship with is their mother, who left when they were 9 and Rowan later cut her out in their teens.

If not, why not?

Their mother specifically because she was always antagonistic and emotional abusive.

Where do they live?

They go between Potswick on the family farm and their flat in Wydon depending on how busy they are.

Is it a safe place?

They certainly think both places are.

Are they poor, middle-class or wealthy?

WELL, they are with a wealthy man so also they’re the closest thing to a celebrity in their region so.

Do they look up to anyone?

Almost everyone they know, literally.

But figuratively their father.

Who is their best friend?

Leon for sure. He was the first person they met after moving into the farm and one of the only kids that was willing to take them along on stuff.

Sonia comes in at a close second. After Leon started getting busier and busier they hung out more often and Rowan tends to confide more personal things with her than they do Leon.

Do they have any enemies?

Probably, being champion after all. But they wouldn’t really pay them any mind.

Who is the person they hate most in the world?

Hmm, don’t think they really hate anyone. Though they don’t really like being hounded by papparazi but who would.

Do they have any love/hate relationships?

Nah

Have they ever fallen in love?

A few times.

Rose is the first person they’ve gotten into a serious relationship with however.

Who is the person they love the most in the world?

Romantically, Rose.

Does that person love them back?

Ye he do lol

Have they ever hurt or lost anyone?

Hurt? No. Lost? Their grandparents passed away a few years before where their canon is at currently.

Are they a good shoulder to cry on?

Yeah absolutely. They’ve had to do it themselves a fair few times over their life and they really don’t mind paying it back to people who need that comfort.

Are they well liked?

I suppose they would have to be lol

How do they handle being complimented?

Finger guns and thanks. If it’s by someone close to them they also compliment right back.

Are they an affectionate person?

Physically yes, they love to be held or hold someone. Quick little stolen kisses are their bread and butter.

Verbally. they try but it doesn’t go from their head to their mouth well.

Are they very driven?

So-so, it takes some push from people on the outside but once they’re in they are in.

Are they very political?

I don’t know much about the politics within the pokemon universe so I can’t really say.

What kind of state is the world that they live in?

Well, certainly not Ohio

What are the world leaders like?

Not too sure about that one either

Does the character worry about their place in society?

For sure. Though they hide it publicly they deal with imposter syndrome a lot after winning the championship.

If the could change one thing, what would it be?

Probably woulda talked Rose out of committing to his big himbo moment if they had known what was going on. They weren’t honestly serious at that point, having only gone a couple little dates, so nothing big was shared with them.

Do they like themselves?

For the most part yes. They have their bad days, like when the imposter syndrome creeps in but they’re fairly confident otherwise.

Are they a good person?

Boy do they try to be.

Are they very forgiving?

Well, yeah.

Do they believe in destiny?

Are they trustworthy?

They sure hope so.

Are they a good liar?

Not in the slightest

How do they react to criticism?

If it’s good criticism they take it to heart and try to work with it.

If it’s not they complain about it to friends.

What is their moral alignment?

Neutral Good

Can they fight?

With pokemon yeah

Physcially they have no training but they’d try lol

Would they ever purposefully hurt someone?

Nah

Have they ever been seriously injured?

Naaah

Do they know first aid?

Yes they do.

Do they have any other survival skills?

The usually stuff that uhhh comes with farm work and also, you know, camping

Are they a fast learner?

Yes

How intelligent are they?

Fairly, they’re just very aloof.

What is the school system like?

Dunno

What is their job?

Champion of Galar, part time wooloo herder

Do they enjoy their job?

Yes

#long post #trainersona #owo #if you read this thank u i love u #oc talk

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statichvm · 4 years ago

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The ones you have left for miss Max? 👀😌

you wield too much power...

1.) How old are they?

44 during the events of TLOU.

2.) What gender are they?

Cis female.

3.) What is their romantic/sexual orientation?

Bisexual.

4.) How tall are they?

5’0”.

5.) What do they look like?

Emily Blunt, if she’s had a really, really hard last two decades.

6.) What are their defining features?

Her facial scar! It runs from forehead to cheek over her right eye.

7.) Does their name have a meaning?

None. Her parents picked it out of a baby book. Google says it means ‘Greatest’, and she is my best girl, so....

8.) What family do they have?

Her only living biological family is her brother Shane. Her parents are deceased.

9.) Do they have a good relationship with their family?

She did not at all.

10.) If not, why not?

To put it simply: her parents were assholes. They devoted all their time to the church, and treated Max like a built in babysitter for Shane. Max was expected to act the way they wanted her to act, and when she didn’t conform to that mold, they weren’t pleased.

11.)Where do they live?

Jackson, WY!

12.) Is it a safe place?

It is, or at least as safe as it could be when it comes to a post-outbreak world.

13.) Are they poor, middle-class or wealthy?

I don’t think social class much matters anymore, but she was upper middle class before the outbreak.

15.) Who is their best friend?

Maura! She’s her closest friend in town in all verses.

16.) Do they have any enemies?

Something tells me the remaining Fireflies aren’t too fond of her in either one of her canon verses, nor are the hunters in Pittsburgh. Max has never gone out of her way to fuck people over, but it’s happened.

19.) Have they ever fallen in love?

She absolutely has, no matter how much she tried to fight it.

21.) Does that person love them back?

The dinged up old wedding band on her left hand says that’s a yes.

23.) Are they a good shoulder to cry on?

I’m gonna be honest: she really isn’t. Max isn’t the most comfortable with emotions, so when it comes to comforting someone, she kinda sucks at it. The exception to this rule is children. They make the mom override kick in.

24.) Are they well liked?

After she’s been in Jackson for a while, she is. At first, she was a bit cold towards the people in town, and it rubbed a lot of them the wrong way. As time went on, she got more comfortable, and as a result she was a bit more friendly towards everyone.

25.) How do they handle being complimented?

Max cannot accept a compliment to save her life, and will turn bright red when given one. It makes her so uncomfortable, particularly when the compliments concern her physical appearance.

26.) Are they an affectionate person?

In private, absolutely. Max loves to be touched and to touch someone she loves. The moment she’s in public though? Nope! If eyes are on her, she’s much too embarrassed to participate in any PDA.

29.) What kind of state is the world that they live in?

Absolute shit.

30.) What are the world leaders like?

Dead, presumably.

33.) Do they like themselves?

No, not most days. Max is in a much better place mentally than she was before, but she’s still struggling to say that she likes herself.

34.) Are they a good person?

It really truly depends on who you ask. Max is morally grey at best. She’s a wonderful wife, friend, and mother, but she’s also committed mass murder and tortured men. You could argue it was something she “had” to do, but at the end of the day? She chose to do those things.

41.) Can they fight?

After getting her ass kicked in the Pittsburgh QZ one too many times, she learned how. It was dirty at first — clawing eyeballs, even biting at ears and fingers. Max is small and didn’t have too much physical strength built up when the outbreak hit. Over time, she learned actual technique and built up her strength. There’s not too many opponents she can’t manage to get an upper hand on now.

42.) Would they ever purposefully hurt someone?

Yes, absolutely. She won’t go out of her way to hurt someone who isn’t a threat, but the moment she perceives them as one? Fair game.

44.) Do they know first aid?

She does! Max has done her own stitches multiple times, and knows how to do things like set a broken bone. She isn’t too fond of doctors/medics, so she learned as much first aid as she could to avoid having to see one.

45.) Do they have any other survival skills?

Yes! Max can make fire, build shelter, and a whole slew of other things. She picked a lot up when she was a Firefly from moving camps so often.

46.) Are they a fast learner?

It depends on the skill. It actually took her quite a while to pick up physical combat, but she picked up firing a gun really quickly.

47.) How intelligent are they?

Average, I’d say? She isn’t particularly bright, but she certainly isn’t stupid.

48.) What is the school system like?

Max went to school before the outbreak, so she went to a church sponsored private school until high school, when she finally went to public school. From there, she did four years at a local college.

49.) What is their job?

She’s a bit of a floater! She mostly runs patrols, does security, or does desk work at the clinic with Maura.

50.) Do they enjoy their job?

She does! She likes the feeling that she’s contributing to the community.

#oc: max tyler #asks #foofygoldfish #long post #since the read more doesn’t wanna act right

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Next gen headcanons

Edward "Teddy" Remus Lupin

Nonbinary, uses he/him and they/them pronouns

Pansexual, but has mostly dated boys

Hufflepunk

Mixed bag of depression and anxiety

Tattoos and piercings everywhere. Also, a tattoo artist.

Walks with a cane due to chronic back pain

His first kiss was with his best friend, Basil Haywood-Karasu

He dated Victoire for a bit, but it didn't work out. They're better as friends

Lived in between houses for most of his life. His grandmother Andromeda and his godparents, Harry and Ginny share custody

When Andromeda began having a hard time getting around on her own, Harry and Ginny opened up their house to her happily, though this was after Teddy moved out on his own

Winifred "Winnie" Margaret Weasley-Wood

Daughter of Percy and Oliver

Bisexual

Gryffindor but almost Ravenclaw

Named after her late uncle and Grandma Molly, whose full name was Margaret, though she would never admit it

Has read every book in the restricted section, whether she was allowed to or not

Hands are constantly in motion. Does math in the air, taps fingers on surfaces, sometimes just does random stuff with her hands, has to stop herself from doing hand motions when talking, etc. Has no idea what causes it.

The shortest of all her siblings/cousins

Hosts a Qudditch Little League for her siblings/cousins

Victoire "Vic" Apolline Weasley

Bisexual

Ravenclaw

Sort of a preppy punk. Loves faux leather jackets but also loves tiaras :) completely beautiful, let's be honest

Curses in French all the time

Attended Magik N.O.U., a wizarding school in New Orleans in her 7th year, which sparked her love for travel

Learned wandless and non-verbal magic just because people thought she couldn't; the dictionary definition of "girls can be smart AND pretty"

Could totally kick Teddy Lupin's ass

Has to worst temper of anyone in her extended family. And that's really saying something

International Hit Wizard

Georgie Rhyme Jordan

Child of Lee Jordan, honorary Weasley due to his relationship with Fred prior to his Fred's death

Pansexual and Genderqueer; he/him or any pronouns

Feminist AF

Really into street art. May have graffiti-ed a few anti-Brexit and anti-Tory pieces around England, but there's no proof

Not vegetarian but has cut down on meals with meat

Was born with atrial septal defect

Megara "Meg" Rhys Weasley-Wood

Demigirl. Experiences some dysphoria but not a lot

Partially deaf due to an untreated ruptured eardrum.

Has a huge, fluffy, orange cat named Hercules

Blind enough that she has to wear coke bottle glasses.

Animal lover right to the core. Donates to any and all shelters that she knows have good practices and tries to adopt as many animals as possible from the bad ones

Loves divination. Has minor seer powers.

Has a magical disorder where smoke comes out of her hears when she gets mad.

Frederick "Freddie" Gideon Weasley II

Bisexual. In love with Taras Krum, who was in a student exchange program with Durmstrang and Hogwarts.

Suffered severely after getting hit by a bludger in his 6th year; a concussion and head trauma leading to epilepsy

Severe depression and imposter syndrome

Not much of a prankster

Bookworm

James "Jamie" Sirius Potter

Red hair + hazel eyes + freckles everywhere

Got a gold tongue piercing at fourteen and that's how he found out that he was allergic to gold

Smoked pixie dust once

Lover of poorly timed finger guns and funky socks (yes, he is bisexual, why do you ask?)

Not a professional quidditch player or auror

He runs a diner called "Lumos" that serves the best burgers in the wizarding world

Doesn't think he can do anything right

River Lee Jordan

Trans girl; lesbian

Allergic to cinnamon

Loves pranking; Dominique, Lily, Romany, and her prank their cousins all the time. They're terrifying.

Writer but she works as a herbologist assistant, waitress, and cashier at WWW on the side just to support herself

Can hear magic. It's an almost constant buzzing when she's around her family and at Hogwarts. Sometimes just needed to be alone so that she couldn't hear the buzzing.

Gwendolyn "Wendy" Lucille Weasley-Wood

Pansexual

Has a genderfluid s/o, Ari Spinnet-Bell

Very environmentalist. Tries not to be annoying about it.

Founded a Hogwarts theatre club and actually wrote a few, very very gay plays and musicals

Hosts a podcast/blog with her roommates (River, Ari & Susmita) called Witches Unstitched where they talk about anything and everything under the sun

Helped create a bunch of healing potions with all the plants she has in her greenhouse(s)

Dominique "Dom" Gabrielle Weasley

Pansexual and Aromantic

In a QPR with Lorcan Scamander, her best friend

Hates being compared to her older sister

When Lorcan got cancer and got pulled out of school, she took time off school while he was getting treatment

Shaved off all her hair when he lost his

Leader of the Pluto is a Planet society at Hogwarts

Best friend in the family is James, despite the fact that she and Arthur are in the Slytherin! Marauders together

Loves firewhiskey and menthol cigarettes (don't tell Wendy)

Illegal animagus - a white cat. Her nickname is Duchess.

Arthur "Art" Rubeus Potter

Gay + in love with Scorpius Malfoy

Dyed the tips of his hair green and silver when he was 12

Loves leather jackets, chokers, and combat boots

Has too many piercings to count, but his favorite is his deep purple nose ring. Hates the idea of a tongue ring

Trained himself in Legilimency and Occlumency

Learned Parseltongue, Mermish, and several other creature languages because "he was bored"

Knows quite a bit of dark magic, but is not a dark wizard

Had a lot of tattoos. Most were of creatures from the Black Lake, the Giant Squid taking up his entire back, and a merperson takes up his upper left arm

But over his heart is the Scorpius constellation, sketches of the four animagi are on his left hip, and on his ankle are magically fading footsteps that would eerily familiar to anyone who had looked at the Marauder’s Map

Went to a wizarding school located in the Great Barrier Reef, which offered courses for 18 - 21 year olds who had graduated from wizarding schools around the world

Loves puns, boxing, extra greasy pizza, potions, pet names, horror movies that are actually scary, singing in the shower, and his boyfriend, Scorpius Malfoy

Marine Mazoologist

Roxanne "Roxy" Fabian Weasley

Bisexual

Has been known to "experiment" with girls. In the Quidditch locker rooms. Forgets to lock doors. Oops

Her patronus is a coyote. Her happiest memory is of when her and Fred jumped of the roof of Hogwarts with their brooms. They had been trying to recreate the last scene of Pratical Magic, but like, with brooms

Loves cooking and knitting with her Grandma Molly

Studies in the strangest places. Lily once found her studying in the secret passage to Hogsmeade one night. Her brother found her sleeping in the Astronomy tower, with books strewn around her. Scorpius and Arthur once found her studying in a secret alcove (they still won’t admit to her why they had wanted to be in secret alcove in the first place)

Down to fight anyone for any reason

In love with Susmita Patil

Healer

Rosa "Rose" Bud Granger-Weasley

Lesbian

An absolute foodie

Named after a Charles Dickens character

Allergic to cats, which irks her mom and pleases her dad

President of the current Hogwarts chapter of S.P.C.W. (Society for the Promotion of Creature Welfare). Hermione has worked tirelessly in the ministry to get laws passed but even ministers can't change everything in a day

After graduating, her, Arthur, Dominique, Roxanne, Scorpius, Lorcan, and Lysander all went on a camping trip. Harry, Ron, and Hermione got really anxious about it

Loves reading trashy tabloids to call down. Circles all the stories about her family to torture her cousins with (jokingly)

It's a 50/50 shot whether she going to argue with you, and cite her sources, or if she is going to knock your teeth out

Spent her 7th year at The Salem Witches Institute in Massachusetts, a private all-girls school

Historian for wizarding history. Runs a small museum out of Grimmauld Place, which the Potters don't live in but Harry stills owns + has cleaned up a bit

Lily "Lils" Euphemia Luna Potter

Has meniere's disease

Vegetarian for medical reasons

Needs to wear glasses but never does

Gryffindor, but wanted to be in Slytherin

Will help out anyone and everyone if she can

Lived with Teddy for a bit after he moved out on his own

Asexual and Panromantic. In a polyamorous relationship with Frankie Longbottom and Estelle Huang

Had a pet snake named Besa. The snake was nearly longer than she was tall, non-poisonous, and the sweetest thing ever (at least, according to Lily)

Beat up James when he said that she "threw like a girl". She cracked one of his ribs, gave him a black eye, and broke his nose in three places. To this day, he claims that his nose is a little crooked (he was nine. she was five.)

Went to a wizarding school in the Himalayas in her 5th year, on the international student exchange program

Has very long hair that is almost always up in bun(s), braid(s) or ponytails. Has to magically shorten it for Quidditch games

Loves mysteries

Hugo "Go-Go" Cabret Granger-Weasley

Genderfluid [they/them]

Colorblind, dyslexic, and has ADHD

Dragonologist in Sweden, but almost went into wandmaking

In love with Allie Longbottom, who always painted her face Hufflepuff colors for games after Hugo got on the team

Uses medically prescribed pixie dust to help with their extreme anxiety; is careful not to take too much

Has a pet ferret that they named Star Boy

Joshua "Josh" Wilhelm Weasley-Wood

On the autistic spectrum

He takes his emotional support golden retriever, Laurel, to Hogwarts with him to help with the changing enviorment

Loves matchbox cars. Has hundreds of them. Carries one or two around with him at all times to fidget with

Loves hiking through the Forbidden Forest, with supervision from his dad, Professor Percy Weasley, or one of the other teachers, of course. All of them are willing to walk with him when they have time, but he loves hiking with his dad most

Has a hard time focusing when there's a lot of noise around him, so of course he has noise cancelling headphones

Learned how to fix up cars and bikes from his grandfather; opened up his own mechanic shop; loves riding the first motorcycle that he and his grandfather fixed up through the streets of London, especially with his girlfriend Lavi

It took him a while to overcome balance issues, but with training to be a seeker in Quidditch, and a lot of time spent taking practice drives on his bike in the fields around the Burrow, he was able to overcome them and once he did, he was on his motorcycle every chance he got

Has accomandations made for him when it comes to eating at Hogwarts, because the food can bother him sometimes

Hates when different foods on his plate touch

Romany "Romy" Charlotte Weasley-Wood

Lesbian-Oriented aroace; in a qpr with Maisie Greengrass

Is prone to accidental magic and has a bit of an anger issue that she works through with a punching bag, bring a beater on the Quidditch team, and playing drums

Her, Tessa Weasley, and Sariel Goyle formed a band called Bloody Bitchin' Babes that played underground gigs at Hogwarts parties before getting work at parties and bars

Hates all of her classes, except Transfiguration

Her plans look like the walls of detectives in murder mysteries. Photographs, post-it notes, paper ripped out of notebooks, red strings, and everything

Burnt Hufflepuff

Royal "King" Kingsley Jordan

Bigender + Bisexual; xe/xem pronouns

Loves all types of clothing but especially suits, flowery blouses, crop tops, chunky belts, scarves, and Doc Martins

Plays the piano all the time, xe even has a piano in xyr room

Gets chronic migraines, has been known to sit/lay in the dark for hours until the pain subsides. Hates taking meds for it

Never has her phone screen brightness above the lowest setting because xe hates that xyr light sensitivity may take xyr away from xyr phone, which is xyr life

Would love to travel one day

Louis "Louie" Antoine Weasley

Only has a little bit of veela charm, usually enough to get him out of minor trouble, and it isn't always permanent

Started taking in magical creatures when he was seven, when Luna gave him a suitcase like Newt Scamander's and got another one when he started adopting muggle creatures as well. He especially loves his mokes and his chickens.

He loves swimming in the Great Lake with the Giant Squid

Loves carmelized apricots, pumpkin gorgonzola flan, cinnamon roll cheesecake, molasses cookies, Bulgarian candy -specifically chocolate bars, sweet potato pancakes, and homemade butter-maple syrup

Was in a student exchange program with Beauxbatons in his 4th year and again in 6th year with the Canadian wizarding school and he loved both experiences

Tessa "Tess" Rue Weasley

Can see people's auras

An expert at potions. Began working on a cure for lycanthropy at the age of 13 and a long 17 years later, she finally accomplished it. She always says that she would have done it quicker if only she didn't have to sleep to live

Part of the potions club at Hogwarts, which is a much less snobby version of the Slug Club that actually has to so with potions talent and not just fame

With her cousin Louis's help, she was actually able to tame a baby raccoon and named him Meeko after the raccoon in Pochahantas to help her and also trained him to help her nick a few things from her cousins sometimes

Loves classic fantasy lit, especially Narnia. Tried to charm a wardrobe to take her to Narnia, and let's just say that it didn't turn out very well and that it was really hard to reverse

Shaves her head in fourth year, because she was tired of all the work it took to take care of her hair

Penelope "Penny" Elodie Weasley-Wood

Named after Penelope Clearwater, who was her father's best friend and who died in the Battle of Hogwarts

She was adopted from Ukraine and loves everything about the country. The language, the music, the art, the people...

Went on to be a dragon tamer at a Ukranian dragon reserve, which she applied to as soon as she turned 17, and when she got an offer, she took her N.E.W.T.s in her 6th year so that she could take the job immediately

At the dragon reserve, she met Norma Hawryluk, who she fell in love with and a baby Ironbelly whom she named Vera and raised. No one but she had Norma could touch Vera though, because of the dragons' extreme rage issues

Constantly stole her sibling's and cousin's clothing

Gets stuck in her head sometimes

Romulus "Rome" Wolff Jordan

Asexual and Aromantic

Has a fluffy white cat named Marigold (Royal named her)

Loves wearing a ton of rings. Like, one on each finger.

Will only eat rocky road ice cream, and no other flavor ever

Has aphantasia, or the inability to voluntarily visualize images in his mind, but can still dream, because it's involuntary

Loves to sketch a lot. Will sketch everything he sees

Loves turtlenecks; hates crocs to no end

Big windows with amazing views are his favorite thing

Genevieve "Genny" Maribel Weasley

Prone to anxiety attacks

Polyamorous lesbian, in a closed poly relationship with Noa Spinnet-Bell and Lyric Scamander

Best friends with Romulus, her cousin. She is loud and fierce, and he’s quiet and passionate, and together they’re going to take over the world two steps at a time

Figures out that technology works in the Room of Requirement and starts a tech club that meets on Wednesdays, and has movie nights on Fridays

Brought a pet pig named Prince to Hogwarts

Unofficially a freelance curse breaker, but worked as an intern at the dragon reserve in Romania with her Uncle Charlie the summer after Hogwarts. Eventually moves to South America because her girlfriend, Noa Spinnet-Bell, got recruited by their Quidditch team, Tarapoto Tree-Skimmers

They move to a farm where Genny gets her own horses!!!

Elias "Simon" Jacques Weasley

Has fibromyalgia, which makes it difficult for him to stay in Hogwarts. With the chronic joint pain, fatigue, dizziness, and difficulty with memory, it was easier for him to get privately tutored by his dad, who was the Ancient Runes professor

Severe anxiety and depression, which was most likely caused by his fibromyalgia, but there's no telling

Vegetarian for personal reasons, and had James teach him how to make vegetarian burgers and other vegetarian meals

Loves water-based magic and might have gone into the exchange program for underwater schools in the Bermudas or Oceania, but he didn't want to risk his condition

Can beat anyone at any board game. No one knows how he does it. Ron played wizard chess with him for eight hours once, but eventually gave up on ever beating him

Is the publisher of a Hogwarts exclusive magazine. Uses his older sister’s computers to work on it. Works on his novel in his spare time. Occasionally holds poetry slams by the Great Lake. Just loves writing in general

Matilda "Tilly" Honey Granger-Weasley

Has a photographic/eidetic memory

Got expelled from Hogwarts in her sixth year for using an unforgivable curse on another student who was bullying/harassing Elias, but doesn't regret it all.

Finishes up her studies at a small non-boarding wizarding school in Romania, where she lives with her Uncle Charlie and his queerplatonic partner, Barnaby, and their cat, Wick

With the help of Barnaby, dyes her hair platinum white (think Zoe Kravitz when she had white hair)

Moves to America almost as soon as she graduates

Travels the world to write about different wizarding communities for the Quibbler and for her sister's museum

A little too obsessed with Joan Jett

Loves lucid dreaming

Elliott "Ellie" Ryleigh Weasley-Wood

Genderfluid

Has narcolepsy. Tired all the time and been known to dose off during class. And meals. And conversations

Needs to wear glasses but doesn’t, because they don’t want to look like a nerd. Looks like a complete nerd when they run into shit all the time and it doesn't help that their notes are always wrong because they refuse to sit in the front of class

Witnessed a car accident on a street one day and has been able to see thestrals ever since. Hates to think about it

Loves strong tasting food. Spicy, hot, cold, salty, super sugary, bitter... down to eat anything to be honest

Became a therapist for the wizarding community

Amare "Mar" Sabra Weasley

Own a huge shaggy grey and white dog named Ollie who she took to Hogwarts with her and is her best friend

Ellie, her cousin, is her other best friend and they love building huge forts and watching Disney movies together with tons and tons of snacks. Ollie always joins

Didn’t care one bit about school. Hated studying with a passion. Barely ever showed up to class. Was in detention more than all of her siblings and cousins combined

Worked as an intern at Lee Jordan’s radio broadcasting company for a few summers and hosted her own show that was based around old music after her sixth year

Alcoholic. Can't even be around firewhiskey

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