#yes I will draw Amu I have to

[ivorysodapop]

Joker Swap

[ziltoidcoffee]

Thoughts on how Terry reacts to Daniel wearing his clothes? Especially robes. (Bonus points for CK Terry and KK Daniel)

Daniel taking Terry’s robes as he makes himself a drink. He does it without even thinking he’s being a tease, until Terry reminds him.

(Thank you for the prompt, anon. 😘You're in luck. My flight was delayed...So I had time to answer with a drabble below. Somewhat based on the CK Terry and KK Daniel sugar daddy AU I mentioned before. 🙏Hope you like it! Thanks for curing my boredom.)

"I didn't bring any spare clothes. What should I wear?" he hears Daniel shout from the bathroom across the hall. Terry’s already changed into his sleeping robe and is waiting for the boy in the bedroom.

"There should be a spare robe behind the door," Terry calls back while he stares out his window at the setting sun.

There's a short pause of time, and then he hears the sound of soft footsteps behind him. Terry turns to see Daniel in a matching blue robe tied shut around his waist. It's so big on him that the hem brushes the ground as he walks, and Terry can't help but smile at the sight. Seeing the boy in something he owns or has gifted him is enough to make his heart skip a beat. But the contrast of Daniel's small body in his oversized clothes stirs arousal in his gut.

"Come here," he purrs, and Daniel draws near with a grin, allowing Terry to grip the lapels and pull him even closer until their feet touch.

Daniel stumbles briefly before settling his hands at Terry's waist. "It's too big on me," he chuckles, cheeks flushing the same hue of the sunset. "I look ridiculous."

Terry shakes his head. "No you don't, sweetheart," he coos, letting his gaze sweep over him. Then he bring Daniel flush against his chest and leans in to brush his lips against his ear, whispering, "You look delectable."

He feels Daniel shiver against him, his grip at Terry's sides tightening, and his face darkens a shade. "Really?" Daniel asks like he genuinely doesn't know.

The boy never fails to amus him with his naivety. "Of course," Terry chuckles, and he slides a hand around to grab at his clothed backside. "You're perfectly...bite sized."

That makes Daniel pout. "Hey, don't teaae me about that. I still have time to grow, you know, " he defends.

While Terry doubts a nineteen year old will get any taller, he doesn't argue this and instead declares, "I like you just the way you are."

Daniel laughs, the sound like bells. "Come on. You like that I'm smaller than you. Don't lie."

Terry can't. "Yes, I do. Do you know why?" Daniel shakes his head. "There are many reasons, Danny, but I love being able to cover your body with mine, hold you tight in my arms, and pick you up and throw you around, even in my old age."

"You're not that old, Terry," Daniel defends, and what a kind heart he has.

"I'm old enough to be your father, more than," Terry points out as the boy rolls his eyes. "That's why your shorter stature makes me feel... powerful, like I'm still able to defend you." He pauses and ducks his head to kiss him, which Daniel reciprocates. "You make me feel young again, and not just because of your height."

Daniel stares at him for a moment and suddenly shoves his hands inside Terry's robe, running his fingers across his naked chest. "Bite sized, huh?" he jokes, and Terry nods. "Okay then, eat me, old man."

Terry has never been hungrier for a snack.

[kozumebunny]

Unconventional (Atsumu-centric)

synopsis: It’s hard to love someone for his faults when his faults are the form of his boyfriend and his adultery. 

note: this is out of order. this is the middle of the story. I haven’t written the first part or the end but I have them fairly mapped out. This is poly atsuhina but this is atsumu centric. keep an eye out for part one and part three which I will probably post at the same time. also, some of these scenes are so so pretty to me so watch out because I’m going to draw and post some of these scenes.

containing: 2.2k, she her pronouns for reader, implied smut

ACT 2

Scene 1 - INT. THERAPIST OFFICE

Basic therapist office. Two couches across from each other. A coffee table sits in between them. There is only one cup of coffee on the table. We see the backs of three people on one couch: one woman sits to the far left. Two men sit to the far right. One is looking at her. In the space between them, we can see the couch across from them with a therapist, clipboard in her lap.

THERAPIST: These sessions are meant to help you, (y/n).  They want to work things out with you, why don’t you want to?

We see the woman. She is ISOLATED from everyone else. She is curled up on the couch, shoes off, picking at her toenails. She gives a half assed shrug.

(Y/N): I just can’t find it in me to care anymore.

SHOYO sits on the same couch as her but at the opposite end. He is WORRIED. ATSUMU sits next to him, hands intertwined, and he WATCHES her. Her face is looking at the ground, hair covering her face. She seems borderline CATATONIC.

SHOYO: (quietly) You said you still loved me.

(Y/N): (still not looking up) And I do. But it just hurts and I’m tired of stressing and caring.

ATSUMU: (He is starting to get annoyed) So, what? Yer fucking solution is to just shut down? Cry?

(Y/N): (She looks up and she is angry.) Fuck you Miya! You think I don’t know you’ve been laughing at me this whole goddamn time-

ATSUMU: (He angles his whole body to face her.) When have I fucking laughed? Sho and I have been nothing but patient this past year and you’ve been nothing but a fucking bitch-

THERAPIST: Atsumu, (y/n), please don’t yell in my office-

SHOYO: Atsumu, please she just needs time she’s hurt-

(Y/N): Fuck you Atsumu and fuck this. I’m tired of you acting like I’m at fault when you’re the one who Hinata-

(SHOYO: (offscreen) Shoyo, (y/n) please call me Sho-)

(Y/N): Just shut up Shoyo haven’t you done enough-

ATSUMU: oh fuck off, so what he cheated? He’s here trying to make things right and you’re just-

(Y/N) stands up. She’s putting her shoes on. She ignores ATSUMU staring at her. She ignores SHOYO’s pleas for her to stay and talk it out. The camera follows as she leaves the room, we watch SHOYO chase after her, desperately grabbing onto her sweater. He is CRYING. She stops, turns, and puts a hand on his face. Her mouth moves but we cannot hear her and we

CUT TO

Scene 2 - EXT: CHERRY BLOSSOM STREET

It is a street, cobblestones, lined with cherry blossoms. There is no music. It is raw and romantic and heartbreaking. She sits in the middle of the empty street. Her back is to the camera. The cherry blossoms silently fall. A man with blonde hair and an undercut join her. He crouches. He has on a hat and sunglasses. And we CUT CLOSER, still facing their backs.

ATSUMU: I got you coffee.

He holds it out to her. She does not turn to acknowledge him or accept it.

ATSUMU: C’mon doll. Take the coffee.

She silently holds out her hand and he puts the cup of coffee in it.

ATSUMU: Remember when I first found you here? Shoyo was scared shitless that day. He came home, found the Dear John letter to me instead of him, a duffel, and a buncha yer clothes gone. He was terrified (Y/n). He loves you, you know that right?

(Y/N): (quietly) I don’t think I can really love him again Miya. It hurts so much.

ATSUMU: This is about him cheating, huh doll?

(Y/N): Yes and no.

ATSUMU: Oh? Don’t worry. You weren’t the side piece. I was. And truthfully, I was jealous of ya. Wanted to be the one kissin’ him and holdin’ his hand in public so bad.

(Y/N): It wasn’t teasing when you were talking about Hinata, was it?

ATSUMU: What’re ya talkin’ about?

(Y/N): A year and a half ago. Whenever you ran into me you’d have this smug look on your face when you’d help Hinata stretch. When you’d tell me whatever you and Hinata were supposedly up to during practice.

ATSUMU: (Y/N) we never fucked durin’ practice. Honest.

He brushes some hair behind her ear. She looks at him.

(Y/N): I’ve waited six years for Shoyo to take me on a date here. He promised me back in high school.

ATSUMU: (frowning) What’re you sayin’?

(Y/N): Remember when we first started working this out? And he’d just bail on every date for me for you?

ATSUMU: (Y/n) he didn’t-

(Y/N): He will always choose you Atsumu. Don’t ever doubt that.

She starts to look away. Her hair falls in her face again. ATSUMU cups her face and turns it to him. He puts his forehead against hers. It is intimate and raw.

ATSUMU: Then let’s call this a date. Screw Sho’s promise, I’ll make ya a promise.

His eyes flick to her lips. She is still staring at him.

ATSUMU: If Sho ever starts slippin’ showin ya love-

He angles her head to kiss her forehead, trailing his nose down her face back to her lips as he speaks--

ATSUMU: Count on me to pick up the slack. Yer important to Sho and he loves ya, so I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you around, yeah?

He kisses her once. Then again. And again. He starts peppering her face with kisses before his hands go to her neck, when she starts laughing.

ATSUMU: Oh? Yer ticklish? Why’d ya never tell me, huh?

(Y/N): (in between laughs) Stop that Atsumu!

ATSUMU stops. He stands up and pulls her with him, leading her back toward the city.

ATSUMU: Every date Sho’s missed, let me pick up the slack there too, yeah?

CUT TO

Scene 3--Night Food Stall Market

I’ve been to a place like this once in Taiwan. It’s held in the middle of outdoor shopping centers that should be malls. The buildings are huge, you can mistake them for corporate office buildings, high rise hotels even, but on closer inspection you see clothes and mannequins in the windows. Nike. Reebok. Forever 21. Apple. They’re all there. It is busy. The spacious walkways between these buildings are crammed with lines of food stalls. There’s steam, food, and many people shouting out their foods. Some even have fish tanks to advertise how fresh their food is. Vendors wear anything from yukatas, uniforms, and street clothes. There are hardly any spaces to sit. It is bright colored and friendly. It makes you feel like a teenager, watching it all happen.

ATSUMU has his arm around (Y/N). He is guiding her through the night market. ATSUMU still wears a hat, no sunglasses.

ATSUMU: This beats moping all afternoon in the cherry blossom grove, huh doll?

(Y/N): (looking around, interested) It’s… interesting.

ATSUMU: (whining) Come oooooon doll! Just say good ol’ Tsumu picked out the best spot for a date!

(Y/N): (teasing) How many other girls have you been here with Miya?

ATSUMU: (horrified) Doll, I swear yer the only one-

(Y/N): (small smile) I’m teasing Miya.

ATSUMU: (surprised) Oh yeah? (teasing her back) Why don't you tease me with a little lap dance little one?

(Y/N): (blushing) We are in public Atsumu! (a swat to his chest)

ATSUMU looks up and starts sniffing the air. He is looking around, spots a vendor and walks over. It is a stall serving onigiri, we see OSAMU MIYA serving people onigiri in rapid succession.

ATSUMU: (yelling) ‘Samu! Cash me in some free onigiri!

OSAMU: (looking over) Price is doubled for family.

ATSUMU makes his way over dragging (Y/N) with him.

ATSUMU: (pleading) Come ooooon ‘Samu! For (y/n)? I’m taking her on a date ‘Samu.

ATSUMU looks at OSAMU with puppy dog eyes. OSAMU sighs and gives two rice balls on a tray to ATSUMU.

OSAMU: (irritated) Now will both of ya bug off?

ATSUMU: (eating, and handing one to (y/n)) ‘Anks ‘Amu!

ATSUMU leads her to a bench, still by the crowd, as she finishes eating her rice ball. They are people watching. ATSUMU is stealing glances at her.

ATSUMU: (staring at the crowd) Ya didn’t have a bag with ya this time. Why?

(Y/N): (quietly) I don’t know.

ATSUMU: Are ya gonna leave us doll?

(Y/N): (exhaling) it’s not even really you anymore, ‘Tsumu. It’s Hinata. It’s just hard. It hurts.

ATSUMU: Why don’t ya wanna talk to him?

(Y/N): It just hurts ‘Tsumu.

They sit in silence for a bit before ATSUMU pulls her up and walks around with her, leading through alleys, dancing with her to music drifting out from bars and shops. She is laughing and happy. They are relaxed, taking their time as ATSUMU leads them somewhere. He knows where he is going.

Eventually they come to a building, an apartment complex. ATSUMU has her face in his hands, nose to nose, he looks at her with quiet longing. 

ATSUMU: (whispering) I’ve had you for myself all day princess. Can I have ya for the night too?

(Y/N): Miya-

ATSUMU: Do you want this?

(Y/N): (hesitating) Yes, I do.

ATSUMU starts kissing her. We watch him push his back against the door, holding it open for the both of them before he goes into the elevator, lifting her up so she can wrap her legs around his waist.

CUT TO

Scene 4--Atsumu’s Apartment

(Y/N) is laying on top of ATSUMU’s chest. The lights are off and the tv is the only thing giving light. ATSUMU is idly tracing shapes down her back. He turns his head to talk to her.

ATSUMU: (quietly) You’ll go to therapy and talk to Sho tomorrow right?

(Y/N): Promise you’ll be there?

ATSUMU: Swear on it doll.

ATSUMU kisses her forehead.

ATSUMU: Good night princess.

CUT TO

Scene 1--INT THERAPIST OFFICE

It’s the same set up. Two couches and a coffee table in between. Still one cup of coffee on the table. It’s different this time. (Y/N) sits at one side of the couch, ATSUMU sits in the middle, SHOYO on the other side of ATSUMU.

THERAPIST: And what made you decide to take a chance on Atsumu?

(Y/N): He’s never hurt me and I don’t think he ever would.

THERAPIST: And Shoyo?

(Y/N) lets out an exhale. She curls her hands in her lap inwards. ATSUMU rubs his thumb over one of the hands.

(Y/N): Yeah. I’ll talk to Shoyo.

[hyperactivelittlebee]

Intertwined(Hermitcraft)

Notes! @gridoc Pirate AU belongs to this fantastic person! Okay so, for those reading not on the pirate au discord. (Keep in mind this info is only giant headcanon in the Pirate AU discord that Me and a few others developed on!) Mim is NPC Grian. In this AU he is a siren. His true name is Xelqua, but when he joined Doc’s crew he took on the name of Mim(A joke on Mimic because he’s a Siren who was a Mimic of Grian) And the rest of that story you can read IF YOU JOIN THE DISCORD BECAUSE ITS REALLY FUN!!~ Anyways, enjoy. TW: Descriptions of blood, violence against Sirens, Navy just being assholes, and some swearing As dark water sloshed all around him, Etho couldn't tell what was happening. One moment he was on board beside Doc- discussing plans as they left the dock- the next he was falling and drowning in the frigid, empty water. He could see the fiery red explosions of cannons going off. He could hear the muffled shouts of the others on board and gunshots ringing- bullets whizzing through the water around him. When he caught his bearings, Etho swam frantically for the surface; almost reaching it before feeling a chain snag his ankle. It dragged him down, heavy and painful making his angle burn like it was engulfed in fire. A splash was heard beside him, and before long the weight around his ankle was relieved; arms wrapping around him and dragging him to the surface. He broke the surface and ripped off his mask, gasping sharply as he gulped up the warm air. Etho swam to the beach frantically, grabbing pulling himself onto the grainy surface as he coughed and sputtered. "Etho!!" His head snapped to the voice, relieved to see familiar clear blue eyes piercing his own. The Siren was like an angel, the fire in the night outlining his true form like a halo. Mim held his face so gingerly, thumbs rubbing his cheeks with a worried expression, "M-mim- what- what happened?" His voice was shaky, still out of it, "Navy? I think- I'm not sure but whatever it is, its bad-" Etho shook his head, ears still ringing, "Shit, alright-" Mim nodded, "I will sing and lure the others I can away- you just get to Doc." Before he could respond, Mim pulled him close and kissed his lips softly, making Etho melt a bit before he pulled back, "I love you..." Something gripped at Etho's heart as he suddenly felt that separating was a bad idea- anxiety filling his gut- but he didn't listen. "I love you too." With that, Mim slipped into the water and disappeared. ___________ His sword piercing the belly of yet another Navy soldier, Etho's eyes searched the dark abyss of the water for that familiar shimmering tail. He ran to the rail, watching frantically until he recognized Mim in the water heading to the shore. Etho ran off the ship to meet him, deducing that the coast was clear. He could see Mim crawl out of the water. He could see the Navy sailor creeping up behind him. Yet His voice wasn't fast enough. "MI-" The siren looked to him, and in that moment the spear plunged into his back. The blade broke through the other side, blue blood spurting and staining the sand below, running down from the wound in thick streams. Etho watched his eyes widen in pain as a soft noise escaped his mouth. With the sickening sound of the blade being ripped out, and the sound of the Navy man sneering, he broke- everything turning red. Etho lost it. When he came to his senses, the navy soldier was barely recognizable- face bashed in with a rock that Etho didn't even know he had gotten. A pained groaned reached his ears and his attention was drawn back to Mim, eyes wide as he saw the siren lying on the beach, blood gushing from the wound in his torso. He ran to his side, frantic as he pulled Mim to him, "D-Darling?" Mim's voice was broken, leaning into Etho's hand as he cupped his face, "Yes- Yes I'm here, I'm here Mim..." Etho tried to keep his voice steady as put pressure on the wound, eyes watering, "I-it- it hur-t's-" Etho's heart broke into pieces as he gazed down at his lover, heart-clenching his pain as he tried to keep himself from breaking down, "No...No no no- You'll- You're going to be okay Mim, please..." he scooped up the small siren, holding him tight as he bolted for the ship. "Get Stress!! Please!!" Most of the crew turned from their celebration, and quickly the mood turned from joyful to solemn. Grian was the first rush over, False running to get Stress, "What happened?!" "He- He got snuck up on while shifting-" Ren ran below deck to clear a bed for them, Etho following close behind. The moment Mim was laid on the bed, in began to stain brightly with the turquoise blood, the mans heart weeping at the sight. He lent over the bed as the others rushed with supplies. "E-eth...o..." A hand cupped his face, soft as Etho began to feel warm tears slip down his face. Mim forced Etho to look at him, giving him a broken smile as blood trickled from his mouth. "It...s...Oka-y....." "No- no..." The words were breathy as Etho felt hot crimson blood slipping through his fingers, the light slowly leaving his lover's eyes. It was too much- not even yesterday he was had been gazing into the nightsky with Mim, and now his one true heart's desire was dying in his arms. "Please, you can't leave me- not yet- you promised, w-we had plans!" Stress ran down the stairs, rushing over with supplies as she nudged Etho to the side. He kneeled by Mim's face, crying as he tried to whisper sweet nothings to the other, "I love you...I love you so much Mim-" "Dancing at a ball- I-i wanted you to see beautiful lands, W-we- we wanted to get married in the summer- you wanted me to try swimming with- with dolphins and-" He whimpered quietly, "I don't w-want to be alone again..." Etho felt like a child, weeping and blabbering by his mothers side again as she bleed out of the cold wood floors. The scene so vivid in his mind- the angry shouting, the screaming on his mother as she was beat, and sobs of his father when he found her- he didn't want to be alone in these thoughts. He didn't want to be crammed in that cupboard again, watching someone rip his light from his life through a small crack in the door, frozen in fear as a meek child. It couldn't happen again. As Stress finished stitching and patching the wound, she got up and whispered something to Ren, who looked solemn. The man walked over, reaching and giving Etho’s shoulder a squeeze, "He's lost so much blood...Stress...doesn't think he'll make it-" "He will." Etho snapped, glaring at Ren, making the man falter and his ears flattened back. Without another word, he backed up and turned back to Stress, muttering quietly to her. "Et...ho...?" The pirate turned to Mim, leaning forward, "Yes?" The siren smiled softly, "Ca-can...I...ha...ve...a kiss...?" His voice was scratchy from coughing and Etho couldn't bring himself to deny the request as he leaned forward. He gently pressed his lips to Mim's gently, tears slipping down his face. When he pulled back, Mim shed one more tear. "I....l-lov....e....you..." Etho whimpered, "Xelqua..." The name was so broken and quiet as it left his lips, not yet ready to accept what was happening to his lover. His heart stopped as he watched a single breath leave his lips as he went limp. "Mim?" No response came, "Mim!!" Etho cried out in pain as he stood and shook the body, "No! NO!" He sobbed as Doc and Ren pulled him back from the body, kicking and struggling, "No! He's not dead yet!! Please!!" "Etho, its alright- he's gone, there's nothing we can do about it please-" Doc's voice was soft, heart aching at the sight of his broken friend and the siren on the bed. After a minute, Etho went limp and he sobbed- everything around him coming crashing down. "Please...I'm begging here- To whatever God is listening, Xisuma- Amusix-...please let him live...""Well that depends. Why do you want him to live?" Everyone in the room looked to a tall man in a long cloak who stood before Etho, his figure dark and imposing over them all. Without hesitation, Etho answered through sobs, "He's...I love him...I love him so much-" "Typical. But What would you do, to have him back hm?" There was a hint of amusement in the mans tone, prompting Ren to stand and draw his sword in anger, "I don't know how you got here, but I want you to leave now before I-" The man snapped his head to Ren, piercing red eyes meeting the lycans, making him freeze, "You do not scare me in the slightest, mortal." Startled, Ren backed up once more, thrown in a loop with the mans tone. He turned to Etho once more, "So?" "Anything. I would do anything..." "Even if it meant the cost of your own life?" Etho didn't need to think twice. "Yes..." The man snorted in amusement, "Then it is done." He reached toward the empty air in front of Etho before clenching his hand and pulling back firmly. Etho felt his heart tug in his chest, pain erupting as the man opened his hand to reveal a ball of red light. "This is your soul. I'm willing to make a deal with you- I'll revive him! But you must give him part of your soul. Taking your soul and giving it away will however kill you. So?" "Etho, no this- this isn't worth-" Stress began and Etho gulped, ignoring her and staring before he stood, looking the man in the eyes, "Deal." Eyes widening, the man smirked, "Then it has been done." He snapped his fingers and Etho prepared for the pain, heart racing. Pain never came. There was a soft groan and a loud gasp of air, everyone looking to the Siren as he coughed and sputtered. Etho ran beside him, embracing Mim tightly as he broke down again, "I-i..im alive?" Stress and Ren were in shock, confused as they waited for the other part of the deal to take effect. The man chuckled, looking to them, "Oh how I adore loopholes. I said giving up his whole soul would kill him- but I was only taking part~" Mim took one look at the man and gaped, "Amu? Wha...?" "I wouldn't let my best friend die on me Mim. You know this...I just wanted to test something." Amusix's eye glinted with mischief, and he turned to make his way out from the deck, "He's a keeper, Mim..." Mim glanced at the man who was sobbing into his shoulder and smiled softly, hugging him back tightly as he teared up, "Yea...he really is..."

[kr210]

Year One : Part One

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Sakura’s Character Sheet 

Summary :  The first year of Namimori middle school is filled with excitement and adventures. In this chapter we get to see Sakura through the seasons of Spring and Summer.

After School Every day Sakura continued to disrespect the Namimori Middle School uniform. She would continue to wear it in the most revealing possible just to force Hibari to fight with her both before school and after school. The Yakuza princess had the decency to let Hibari enjoy his break, student study period, and lunch by staying in her classroom and having other male students bring her things outside of the classroom so that she wouldn’t bother the prefect.

That was another thing that brought attention to Sakura. It was the way she dressed that attracted unwanted male student attention and within a week all the male students, outside of Hibari’s little gang, were entranced by the first year Yakumo Sakura. She became the school idol that you don’t mess with. Rumor had it that one student asked her out and she left him unconscious for staring at her cleavage too much saying something among the lines of “Those are only for Hibari-senpai to stare at.” She then proceeded to beat that student.

Anything that happened at Namimori Middle School was heard by Hibari. So one could imagine how pissed off he was when he found out another student beat up another student that wasn’t under his authority? If you guess raging in anger you would be correct. And when he found out this student was none other than Yakumo Sakura, he nearly pulled her out of class to beat her.

He had the patience to wait until after school that day. He stood outside the main building. His men were standing by the gate so she wouldn’t be able to escape that day. Sakura was amused when she saw the length that Hibari went today for their ritual after school fight. She smiled as she stretched her back to greet him. “Good afternoon senpai. Are we going for one round or two today?” she asked, completely obvious.

Hibari was not amused though. Today there was a glare in his piercing gray eyes. “You beat another student so today I will punish you for it” he told her going to attack her with his tonfa. Sakura sighed as she backfliped away. “If beating up another student causes you to pay more attention to me then I should do it more often.” she bantered. HIbari was not in the mood. The fight lasted a whole ten minutes before Sakura slipped and Hibari nearly took out her jaw with his tonfa but he stopped himself. “That my win Yakumo” he told her, pleased with himself that he finally took her down once. Their fights usually consisted in draws, due to them not being able to finish the fights, but today Hibari got the first win.

~~~

Nickname It was another spring day as Sakura and Yuna entered the school grounds. Sakura was still dressed in poor tastes for Hibari. He looked bored today though and Sakura frowned when she saw the bored look on his face. “Not in the mood to squabble Hibari?” she asked him, smiling smugly. He yawned and the smile on the princess’s face disappeared. He lowered his stance. “I’m not in the mood this morning Yakumo.” he told her, putting his tonfas away and heading to patrol and keep the other students in line. Her eyes widened as disappointed settled in her heart.

Yuna looked at Sakura and saw the disappointment in Sakura’s eyes. “Sakura, come on you can fight him after school” Yuna commented. But she didn’t want that. Instead she took a proud step forward and loudly said, “You coward, Hibi”

Hibari’s whole body stopped. One could see the ridge movements in his body. He cocked his head towards her in a deathly sharp glare. “What did you just call me?” he dared her again. Sakura smirked as she stalked him. “I believe I called you a coward” she snapped back. “That’s not what you called me.” he stated, still glaring at her and drawing his tonfas. “Say it again Yakumo.” he glared at her. It clicked to Sakura at that moment as a smirk graced her lips. “Hi. Bi.” He let out a small growl as he charged at her.

Feeling his anger and attention on her, Sakura rose to the occasion and was ready to take on the deadly Skylark.

~~~

Hibari Kyoya Sakura was at her home looking over some folders for the Yakuza’s next business endeavor. “Hey Kai?” she called out from the top floor frowning as she looked through the file once more. Kai knocked on the door before he entered, “Yes Princess?” he asked her, slightly bowing his head. “Were you able to find anything out on Hibari Kyoya?” she asked him as she continued to review the file in her hand. “Yes, Princess” he told her going over to her desk.

He went over to the small basket that had several papers in it. It would take him a few minutes but he found the sheet of paper she was requesting. “Here it is” he told her, handing it over to her. Confused, the Princess took the single sheet of paper. “This is it?” she questioned him. He nodded his head.

Sakura looked at the sheet and began to read.

Hibari Kyoya Birthday May 5th, Blood Type Unknown Height 169cm, Weight 58kg

Namimori Middle School, second year, Disciplinary Committee Leader

The young Yakuza Princess blinked for a second before she read it again. “This is it?” she said looking up at Kai. “Yes, Princess. We spent a month looking into the young man and this is all we could find” he shared with her. She signed then scoffed. “What a mystery indeed” she muttered smiling at the sheet. It was at least something.

~~~

Valentine’s Day Sakura was beyond stressed out as she read through a recipe book in the kitchen of her large home. “Princess if you’d like, I could make the chocolate for you?” the Head chef asked her. Sakura shook her head. “Valentine’s day is supposed to be special. I should make it for him” she commented frowning. The chef chuckled. “I can show you how if you’d like” he suggested. She shook her head. “No. It’s not that. I just don’t know what to make him as there isn’t much I know about him” she said, frowning. “And he doesn’t seem like the type to like sweet things.” she let out a long sigh. He chuckled and left her to ponder alone in thought.

After an hour Sakura decided she would take the safe route. With a little help from the head chef of her house, she was able to make a small vanilla cake. It had a light layer of white butterscotch icing. The cake was only a single layer tall and could fit in one hands. She smiled as she wrapped it carefully so the icing wouldn’t get damaged.

On Valentine’s day Sakura entered campus with Amu who only had chocolate for their whole class as there was no one who captured her attention. Sakura on the other hand came on campus careful not to damage the small cake she had for her crush. Of course Sakura was still disrespecting the school uniform so it was no surprise Hibari was waiting for her but was surprised to see her holding the small cake. “And who do you plan on giving that to?” he asked, frowning. He had been watching over Sakura, because she is such a rule breaker, since the beginning of the school year and the only one who had her attention seemed to be him. Sakura smirked as she leaned forward, closer to Hibari almost taunting him, “No. Of. Your. Business. Senpai” she smugly said as she entered the main building to change her shoes.

Hibari’s nose twitched before he scoffed and walked away. He guessed she could get away from her uniform for today since it would be a shame to have the cake she made ruined.

Sakura on the other hand entered the classroom with Amu and placed her things down. Amu looked at her. “Gonna take the chance now?” she asked. Sakura nodded her head. “This might be my only chance,” she commented. “Good luck” with a nod Sakura headed to the committee room that belonged to Hibari and his little club.

She was so careful to check every corner she went around, along with the stairs, and stairwells so she wouldn’t run into the gray eye student that captured her heart. It was even more nerve racking for her to enter the disciplinary room in case he was asleep on the couch but he wasn’t there. This would be her only chance after all.

Swift feet danced across the room and over to his desk. She placed the small cake down and then wrote on a little post-it note. “To the Skylark that likes the rules. From the cherry blossom princess” she wrote. A smile on her face as she placed it next to the cake. From there she went back to her classroom to begin the school day.

Hibari had just finished patrolling the school now that classes had started. He was pleased to see that all the Namimori students were in their classrooms and learning. The quietness would allow him to take his morning nap undisturbed. He entered the committee room to take his nap on the couch when he noticed the small box on his desk. He raised an eyebrow before he went to check it out.

The note caught his eye and he glared at it for a moment before his eyes widened. The cake that annoying girl was carrying was for him. He opened the small box and saw the cake. It was small and he couldn’t help but scoff.

It took him a minute to find a fork but he was pleasantly surprised when he tasted the cake. It wasn’t sweet. In fact it was just the right amount of sweetness but not overpowering. He was quite surprised as he looked at the cake. He wouldn’t eat it all in one sitting but he didn’t let any of it go to waste either.

~~~

White’s Day It was Kusakabe who told his boss that he would need to return something to Sakura as a thank you for the cake on Valentine’s day. All Hibari knew was that he liked to fight this girl and she yearned for his attention. He had no idea what gift to get her until it hit him like when she kicked him in the gut. He scoffed for what he planned to get her was so obvious that it was almost dumb that he didn’t think of it right away.

Come White’s Day, Hibari Kyoya was waiting at the entrance of the school instead of the middle of the courtyard like usual. He was impatiently waiting for Sakura to show up and he knew she would show up with her best friend as well. His arms were crossed as he kept an eye out for her. When he did finally see the pair he grew even more impatient for they were taking way too long to enter the school for his liking.

“Good morning Hibari-senpai” Hinamori Yuna greeted him bowing slightly. Sakura was confused as to why he was waiting for her. “What are you doing waiting out here instead of the courtyard?” the princess got straight to the point. HIbari rolled his eyes as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a long thin box. “It’s white’s day” he simply said, handing it to her. Both Yuna and Sakura were surprised. “May I open it?” Sakura asked as she stared at the box in her hands. He nodded.

Sakura was careful as she opened the box, not waiting to leave the trash on the group and dirty their school. She was really surprised to see a pair of gloves in the box. She looked up at Hibari. “To protect your hand when we fight. I don't want you to mess up your hands and prevent us from sparing while you recover” he awkwardly explained. “Um… that’s not what” But Yuna was cut off by Sakura who had a blush on her face and a smile tugging her lips. “They are perfect. Thank you.” she told him looking up into his gray eyes while she held onto the gloves. He scoffed and looked away the tips of his ears turning red. “Make sure you’re not late to class” he said as he went to do his morning patrol.

Sakura would go on wearing the gloves every time they fought.

~~~

Her birthday and the school festival All of 1-B were cheering when they heard that there would be a sports festival on March 21st. Yuna and Sakura on the other hand were frowning though because that date was Sakura’s birthday. Sakura had plans to call out of school that day and take a week-long vacation off the coast of Japan but now that the festival was that day she wouldn't be able to miss.

The class representative started taking volunteers for all the events. Yuna signed up to be on the cheer team expecting Sakura to join her. Instead a different event caught Sakura’s eyes. “I’d like to do the relay and track races,” she commented. The representative wrote her name under those fields and preparations were well on their way.

On March 21st Sakura was actually dressed properly to join the events. After all the Disciplinary Committee had already warned their students that they would not let injured students join the events. Plus the winning year would have extra money for class activities. So with a deep breath Sakura entered the campus watching all the excitement begin.

Yuna and the Yakuza Princess had to separate since they were doing different events not that either minded. Both girls were very sociable and got along with their class despite them being so close. Sakura was alone sitting on the hill watching the third years doing their track events when she felt someone near her. She looked up to see the second man in charge of the disciplinary committee.

“Good morning Kusakabe-san” she greeted him. He handed her a water bottle. “Hibari-san wants to make sure you don’t injure yourself during the events today and is looking forward to your fight after school” he shared. The princess took the water bottle, giggling a litte. “I’m sure it would be an inconvenience for him to be at this event with all the students out and about” she commented giggling. “He is watching.” he told her, gesturing with his head to the location of Hibari. Sakura followed the gesture and saw HIbari on the roof of the school. She waved to him and he turned his head away causing her to giggle even more. “Thank you” she told him. He nodded and took his leave.

Sakura was the fastest running student among the first year students. She scored the highest on the single person races and was the last person to receive the baton in the relay race winning for her class. That meant that she would be in the final race against the fastest second year and third year.

The cheer team had arrived and were trying to cheer for Sakura their first year. The young Yakuza princess was stretching as the race was about to begin. She glanced over and waved at the cheer team who let out a loud cheer that was much louder than the second years and third years cheer teams. She giggled and went to take her place.

The gunshot went off and Sakura took off. Sakura had started to make it halfway through the race and was starting to lose energy; she noticed how quiet the crowd had gotten. She looked around while trying to keep up her current pace only to see the entire Disciplinary Committee marching in place as their own cheer team. Hibari was looking down at her, with his arms folded across his chest, looking unimpressed.

His unimpressive look challenged her to stay in first and sure enough she won. Yuna ran over to her and hugged her. Sakura hugged her back but looked up at Hibari who nodded his head before he walked away.

As Sakura was switching her shoes to head home for the day she was surprised to see a letter sitting on top of her shoes. Right away she assumed it was another love confession but she saw a small blue bird on the corner of the envelope. She opened it and saw that yes, it was addressed to her but it was from Hibari. She opened it and blushed.

It was such a simple letter but it caused the girl to say it was the best gift she got for that year. It was a single sheet of paper that only said, “happy birthday from Hibari”.

~~~

Cherry Blossoms The middle of spring is when the cherry blossoms fall from the trees. Although Hibari didn’t mind he didn’t want to be out there. But what he did see was a small girl with short brown hair dancing under the falling petals. He watched fondly with a small smile on his face.

~~~

His birthday Once again Sakura snuck into Hibari’s office for his birthday gift she had prepared for him. This time Kusakabe was in on it as he found out that Hibari liked Sakura’s cake last time. He would make sure that his leader had a somewhat peaceful birthday. His current mission was to distract his leader as Sakura snuck into his office.

She on the other hand had a short window to drop off HIbari’s gift. She had made him another small vanilla cake just like on Valentine’s Day. Once again she placed the cake on the desk and left his present next to it. What did the princess get for Hibari? A Namimori middle school blanket that she had picked up at the student store for Hibari. He liked naps so she thought it was a good idea to have a blanket in his office.

It was well known that the blanket was used quite often and the cake she had made disappeared within the day.

~~~

Summer Summers in Japan are hot and humid. Students were allowed to wear their summer uniforms. Of course Sakura still chooses to wear her uniform incorrectly. If she could she would skip school to hang out in her nice air conditioned house. But sadly she had to attend and she made sure she only had to wear the least amount of clothing as possible. Sakura’s summer uniform? The school uniform vest and her short skirt. Of course Hibari did not approve and sweaty fights broke out that season.

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Judging Amu Hinamori’s Outfits from Shugo Chara!

Remember that all of these are MY opinions and that they should not detract from your own feelings towards the show or the outfits. Here’s the 3 basic rules that guide my opinion.

From the beginning Amu is a tough character to dress up because of her body color scheme. Amu has pink hair and yellow eyes. On an outfit, pink and yellow can coexist if you balance them well, but on a face you have the pink predominating but the yellow still sticking out. You really need to find some other color combinations that balance this out or form an aesthetic. And when Amu is on her school uniform, that happens:

White and black are neutral colors that go with everything, and the red not only goes well with the pink, but it gives the touch of edge that gives sense to her contrasting hair and eye colors, like Amu really is a punk edgy girl. But then we get to the transformations and things go downhill quick.

Amulet Heart is completely pink and red, and while that takes care of the hair, the eyes are still there popping out because they don’t belong to this particular aesthetic. Not like the aesthetics themselves are very strong:

The top is easily the worst part of the outfit, it’s boring, it barely has anything to do with the idea of a romantic cheerleader, and the v-neck is really unflattering to Amu’s figure. When you have a flat-chested girl v-necks and bare sweetheart necklines will at best look like you’re trying to pronounce that which not exists and at worst make the artist look like a pedophile. If you look it up, you’ll notice that Sakura Kinomoto is never drawn with a bare sweetheart neckline, when she has one there’s always an undershirt. And in the one piece when that’s the exception she’s wearing a thick necklace and big sleeves which completely detract the attention from her chest. 

The chocker is trying to appeal to the second rule but in doing so it’s breaking rule 3 with those overly long ribbons, whose shape I also hate. The skirt would look cute if it wasn’t animated so stiffly. I do however accept the baggy socks and the “sleeves”. I also accept the cap, but why they decided lo leave all that hair out of the ponytail? I already have enough problems with this show’s gaudy use of unsubtle gradients and awful hair lineart.

Why couldn’t they just put Amu in Ran’s dress? That would’ve been simpler to draw and it probably would’ve looked better.

I have no objections about the shapes of Amulet Spade and Clover’s outfits, but they just prove my point about the bad color design choices. But yes, they are cute outfits, it’s just that they put them on an inappropriate model.

Amulet Angel is not so bad. The neck ribbon is ugly and I hate that particular anime hairstyle, especially when it’s highlighted with those accessories, and I don’t understand why they decided to let it open like that with nothing underneath it, but the shoes are cute, the theme is consistent, and pink + angel wings is always a good combination. All in all it’s a fine outfit, but the problem is that it makes Amu look too young.

Amulet Devil’s outfit should just be replaced with Amu’s school uniform with the tail added and maybe some horns. Hell, they can even keep the guitar and there! Perfect punk rock rebel schoolgirl. It even has the same colors. Like, I guess I should give it credit for upholding the theme, but the winged short is just stupid, for some reason the boots and the stripes are brown and I hate how much midriff it has.

Amulet Diamond, however, I can confidently say has the best look out of the others:

I really like the shape of this outfit, it’s very distinct and cool. The yellow eyes no longer look out of place and the pink hair even kinda works as a nice contrast. I even like the hairstyle! Those “wings” are big, but they don’t look out of place and don’t distract from the rest of the outfit. The skirt... could be drawn with a little more flow, but the idea gets across and I like it. Just... a really good design, guys.

Lastly there’s Amulet Fortune:

Remember, she’s a God Tier Magical Girl, so the 3rd rule doesn’t apply.

And yeah! I like this one too! I like it less than the last one, but it’s good. The choker and the ribbon don’t go well together because they compete and the hairpiece is goofy, but the outfit is cute and romantic, and something that little girls would definitely want to wear. I love how the skirt opens to show off the kneesocks. Sadly, Amu’s hair is still ugly. Oh well.

And that’s it! That’s all I have to say on these outfits. Send me a message if you want my opinions on the rest of the cast’s outfits.

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Magical Girl pet peeves

Its no secret that I LOVE magical girl shows. However, there are some things about some of the shows and the fandom that annoy me. So I’m gonna list them here.

1. When the pink girl is always the main character/leader. Listen, I love pink as much as the next person, its my favourite colour in fact, but don’t you think a pink character as the main character/leader gets a bit tiring after some time? How about a blue magical girl as the main character? Or a purple one? There’s nothing wrong with diversifying things a bit. 

2. When the magical girl looks exactly like her civilian form when transformed, save for a few accessories, but no one notices. Seriously, no one thought that Usagi Tsukino looked even a tiny bit like Sailor Moon? All she did was put on a tiara and some hair accessories, its not like her voice changed or anything.

3. When the shows try to pair up a child or teenager with someone much older than them. Looking at you, Cardcaptor Sakura and Yes!Pretty Cure 5. I don’t care how mature Rika is, SHE IS STILL TEN YEARS OLD, and should not be dating a 30 year old who is her teacher. Same for Nozomi and Coco, like, COCO IS HER TEACHER. Even with Shugo Chara. Sure, Amu and Ikuto are only 4 years apart but, Amu is 12 and Ikuto is 17. That’s still too much of an age difference.

4. Underage fanservice in adult magical girl shows. For God’s sake, SUMI WASHIO IS IN ELEMENTARY SCHOOL, SHE SHOULD NOT GET ANY FANSERVICE! And this is also what puts me off watching Nanoha. The story sounds interesting, but the loli fanservice is off-putting. 

5. When certain villains do horrible shit but are still forgiven. I can understand villains like Eas, Regina, Taruto etc being forgiven. But villains like Kisshu and Demande? I draw the line. I don’t care if they sacrificed themselves, they still assaulted the underage main character. They don’t deserve to be forgiven.

6. When the show gives most of the spotlight to only the main character. One of the main messages of magical girl shows is the power of teamwork. Putting almost all the spotlight on the main character completely misses the point. Looking at you, Dokidoki Pretty Cure. 

7. People who say PMMM was the first dark magical girl show. It wasn’t. Utena, Princess Tutu, Uta Kata and Nanoha existed before it. Heck, even Pretty Cure and Sailor Moon have their dark moments. Madoka is just the first POPULAR dark magical girl show. 

8. People who STILL call every magical girl show a Sailor Moon ripoff. Come on, I thought that habit died a long time ago. Plus, Sailor Moon didn’t invent the Magical Girl genre, it just popularized it.

9. The “Why don’t the villains attack them while they’re transforming” joke. Seriously, stop. That joke stopped being funny a long time ago. 

That’s all. Do you guys have any magical girl pet peeves?

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The Starving Prince of Lucis

Ship: platonic gladnoct, platonic ignoct

Rating: G

Words:1860

They really don’t feed people enough at these fancy events. Check the reblogs for the AO3 link.

It was thirty minutes until midnight at Boomerang’s Diner in upper Insomnia. Seventeen year old Myra’s twelve hour waitressing shift was almost over and her feet hurt. It had been a good tip day, though, so she could not complain much.

She had just finished clearing what she guessed would be her last table of the night; it was usually pretty slow after 10:30, maybe a few drunk stragglers here and there. Suddenly the door slammed open and the bells clattered and jingled against the glass. Myra looked up from refilling the salt shaker expecting to see such a straggler, but instead she had to do a double take at what she DID see. In the doorway of the hole-in-the-wall diner stood the very image of elegance. A young man, not much older than herself, dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit with a silver sash and bowtie. She thought she recognized him, and the more she looked at him, the more she was certain that she would be a fool NOT to recognize him. Standing six feet away from her was the Crown Prince of Lucis, Noctis Lucis Caelum himself. He looked directly at the young waitress with…was that panic she saw?

“Please tell me you’re sill open!”

“Um,” she blinked rapidly and stood straight, smoothing out her coffee-stained apron. “Yes, Your Highness. We’re open 24-7.”

The prince gracelessly flopped into the nearest booth and sighed. “Thank the Six.”

Myra, still dumbfounded, produced her pen and guest check notpad from her apron pocket. “What can I get you to drink this evening?”

She watched the prince rub his temples, eyes closed and frowning. “Can I get, like, an entire pitcher of soda?”

Myra raised an eyebrow. “Yeah, sure,” having forgotten for a moment who she was speaking to, she corrected herself quickly. “I mean, of course, Your High-”

“Stop!” the out-of-place royal interrupted. “Stop it with all the Your Higness-ing. Do you have any idea what I’ve already had to put up with tonight?”

Myra shook her head wordlessly.

Noctis laughed humorlessly. “Well…”

Noctis paced up and down the tables of food, or at least what the Master of Ceremonies thought nobility thought considered food, grimacing at every hors d'oeuvre he came across.

They all had either unpronounceable (and equally inedible) vegetables, clumps of fish eggs, or both. Noctis groaned as his stomach growled for the fourth time in an hour. He was starving and this was not food.

Luckily, a familiar voice came to distract him from the hideous display.

“Enjoying the party, Your Highness?”

Noctis turned around to see Ignis approaching, carrying two glasses of wine. The adviser offered one to Noctis, who took it politely but had exactly -73% intentions of actually drinking it.

“Not particularly,” Noctis answered. “What is all this stuff anyway?” he asked, gesturing to the spread of not-food behind him.

Ignis withheld the urge to roll his eyes. “Those would be hors d'oeuvres traditional of Accordo, the country whose dignitaries we are honoring with these festivities. As prince, you really should familiarize yourself more with cultures and customs.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Noctis turned back to the table to make one last attempt to find something at least marginally palatable. He froze in horror when he noticed a trey of spiral shells with some sort of chunky green sauce in the opening.

“Ignis,” he said, pointing at the trey of…something, “Those. Are. SNAILS.”

“Ah, yes. That would be escargot.”

Noctis stepped back from the table, as if expecting the dead, sauce-drenched snails to leap off the table and attack him. “How about escarSTOP before I puke!”

Ignis really did roll his eyes this time. “Noctis, someday you’ll have to learn to at least stomach some of these food items. When you’re king-”

“No, when I’m king, I’m going to serve pizza. Pizza and beer, not,” he shook his head and set his glass of wine down on the table, “not snails and wine.”

“Noctis, you can’t-”

“If it crawled out from under a rock, I’m not eating it. If some chick’s feet have been in it, I’m not drinking it.”

“That isn’t how they press wine anymore and you know it!” Ignis argued, becoming irritated at his prince’s apparent lack of “culture.”

“I don’t care!” Noctis shouted, drawing the attention of several nearby guests, and walked off.

“Noctis,” Ignis called after him, “Where are you going?”

“To find food!”

By this point in the prince’s story, Myra had seated herself in the seat opposite Noctis in the booth. She laughed at his description of how he ditched his adviser.

“So, what then?” Myra asked. “You just left the party?”

“Took me half an hour to get out of there after I left Ignis,” he answered. “People I can’t stand kept coming up to me, all ‘good evening Your Highness’ and ‘spectacular party, wouldn’t you say, Your Highness’ or ‘Your, Highness, may I ask your opinion on blah blah blah’ I’m so passed done with it.”

“And so passed starving,” Myra added. “So what kind of food do you want? I promise snails are NOT on our menu.”

“That’s a relief. Tell you what, just bring me the biggest, greasiest, cheesiest heart attack between two buns that you can make. And a big pile of fries. No veggies on that burger. None. Like, don’t even let it touch a pickle.”

Myra nodded. “I’ve got you, Noctis.” she got up and left the table, disappearing behind a partition and returning with a pitcher of soda and a straw, which she set down in front of Noctis before taking a seat again. “We have a spacial here: the Boomerang Behemoth. It doesn’t come with veggies and if you can eat the entire thing, it’s free and you get a tshirt. Tanner’s cooking it up right now.”

Noctis grinned and took a drink of soda straight from the pitcher. “That’s what I’m talking about.”

“So while we wait, I’d like to here more about this Ignis character.”

“Well, I couldn’t ask for a better adviser. He IS quite the character though…”

Twenty minutes later, it took Tanner (the cook) and Elli (the waitress who came in at midnight to take over for Myra) to safely carry the trey. The burger was easily bigger than Noctis’ head, with a side of fries just as huge. Noctis stared with an awestruck smile as they set the trey gently on the table.

“You guys don’t fool around, do you?” Noctis said, a bit breathless. “Now THAT’S food!”

Tanner and Elli stepped back from the table and bowed, an overexaggerated gesture that was meant to be comical. “This, Your Highness, is the Boomerang Behemoth,” Tanner announced. “Two and a half pounds of meat and a third pound of cheese on a sesame seed bun, one pound of fries, seasoned to perfection with our special seasoning. Few have dared to take the challenge head on, and few who do succeed. But I’m sure it should be no challenge at all for our future king, right?”

“How to I bite it?” Noctis asked, still unable to stop staring at the enormous burger.

“Allow me,” Tanner said and produced a large kitchen knife from seemingly nowhere.

“Where were you hiding that!?” Noctis exclaimed. Tanner laughed and cut the burger into forths. “If you were an assassin and not a short order cook, I’d be in trouble.”

“The only thing killing you tonight is a heart attack from that burger,” Myra said, “so you best enjoy it. I better be heading home. Bring your adviser by some time, I’d like to meet him.”

“Yeah, sure thing.” Noctis assessed on of the burger quarters and carefully picked one up. It took some twisting, tilting, and almost dislocating his jaw, but he managed to figure out how to get his mouth around enough of the massive burger to take a big, cheesy, greasy bite.

And. It. Was. Heaven.

Almost half an hour and half the burger later, the door to the diner slammed open for the second time that night.

Noctis turned casually out of curiosity…

And died a little inside.

“Damn,’ he mumbled under his breath.

There in the doorway stood Gladio, phone in hand, looking at Noctis like the prince had just cursed the Amicitia name.

“Noctis what the HELL! I had to track your damn phone to find you!”

“Don’t start this, Gladio. In my position you would have done the same thing.”

“No, in your position I would have schmoozed up the some dignitaries and, I don’t know, THE NEWLY ELECTED FIRST SECRETARY OF ACCORDO and made connections that might come in handy in the future instead of RUDELY disappearing!”

Noctis shrugged and shoved three fries in his mouth at once. “I can’t politic on an empty stomach, Gladio,” he said with his mouth full.

Gladio growled and sat down in the booth opposite Noctis. “When are you going to learn your place in this world, Noct.” He absentmindedly reached for a fry on Noctis’ play, which resulted in Noctis slapping his hand away. Gladio looked wordlessly at Noctis with angered confusion.

“I have to eat this whole thing myself to get the tshirt. Order your own, and I’m not paying for you.”

“Tshirt? You better not have ditched a party your own kingdom was hosting in honor of the first female Accordian First Secretary for a tshirt.”

Noctis shook his head. “I ditched a party my own kingdom was hosting in honor of the first female Accordian First Secretary for a BURGER. Tshirt’s just a perk.”

Gladio shook his head and mumbled some sort of expletive. “You know, the only reason I’m not dragging you out of this diner, beating your bratty ass and hauling you back to the citadel over my shoulder is I know that food was nasty.”

“I know, right?” Noctis said around another bite of burger.

Gladio sighed and motioned to Elli to come over.

“Can I help you, sir?”

Gladio looked at Elli and pointed to Noctis’ plate. “Can I get one of those?”

The next morning, a photograph of the Crown Prince and his body guard exiting a diner dressed in ketchup-stained royal attire covered the front of the Crown City Times. The King was not pleased.

Also the next morning, Noctis and Gladio proudly sported their matching (pink) Boomerang’s Diner tshirts around the citadel. No one but them would admit to being amused, but the diner did have a seemingly random spike in business.

Myra was able to use the tip she received that night to replace the cracked windshield on her car, Elli used hers to but new cloths for her ten year old son, and Tanner bought an engagement ring for his girlfriend of two years. She said yes.

Noctis took Ignis to Boomerang’s one day to meet Myra. She was instantly smitten and slipped him her phone number with the check. She was slightly (extremely) disappointed (heartbroken) when he text messaged once, saying that she was a lovely young lady but, flattered as he was, she was too young for him and he was not interested in pursuing a relationship.

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New Friends for Marinette AU

A self-indulgent AU to cope with the hellish preview for Chameleon. Or more accurately in my case, in coping with reading the summary of the preview, because I’m a coward who can’t bring myself to watch Marinette go through all that.

Yes, I know to give the episode in question a chance before making final judgments. We’ve been mislead before, but the preview just leaves a bad taste in my mouth. Rather than rant about it though, I decided to come up with a happy and positive AU.

SO! Here are some characters from other canons that I think Marinette would be BFFs with in one of those LiveJournal RP Games or crossovers. I don’t have any hard specifics nailed about when and where these characters would meet, just what their friendships would be like. Like, regardless of what world they’re in, they are Best Friends, that’s the only rule. I may or may not write some oneshots for these, IDK. I’m gonna try real hard not to spoil anything from whatever canons I pick, so my reasons are gonna be short and to the point. Also, maybe I’ll write some scenarios with these picks, IDK this is just for fun.

Colette Brunnel (Tales of Symphonia)

A literal fucking angel. Also my avatar. 

Colette is one of the sweetest, most well-intentioned characters ever. She’d do anything to save her world, no matter how much of a burden it is for her. From a young age, she’s taken on the responsibility of being a Chosen One, and I think these are all qualities she and Marinette could bond over.

I see the two of them going around Paris or wherever, Colette taking the time to name all of the cute dogs, and Marinette drawing and making accessories to dress them up with. Colette can also relate to Marinette about pushing aside feelings for everyone else’s convenience until it gets really bad and noticeable. They’d have a little support group and just let each other cope with negative feelings.

Amu Hinamori (from Shugo Chara!)

Yes, I know, another angel. Sort of.

Considering the similarities between ML and SC, this shouldn’t be a surprise. Amu and Marinette have so much in common. In the beginning, they don’t have many friends and have to gain some confidence in themselves. They both freak out about their introduction to magical girlhood. They’re both up against middle aged men who take advantage of the emotions of young children/teenagers. They both end up meeting a super famous musician that they end up fighting at some point and then befriending. They both have a lot on their plates and are trying their best in coping with everything that’s thrown their way. They would relate to each other so much, is what I’m saying.

I can imagine these two venting their problems with one another, talking about boys and fashion, going shopping and just cheering each other on. Ugh, what a great and wonderful friendship, I’m so glad it exists now!

Annie Eilenberg (from Atelier Annie: Alchemists of Sera Island)

Annie is kind of the opposite of Marinette, at least initially. She starts off very, very lazy, only determined to do well in alchemy so she can win a big contest, marry the prince of her country and never have to work again. Despite that, Anne is actually a very nice person and a great friend, especially to Fitz (a tsundere character that absolutely adores her), Gillian (best seen when Annie learns of Gillian’s history with her father and decides to help smooth out her tense relations at work) and Hans (in particular, the scene pictured above, where she takes him out to the Basin to get to know him better, and DOESN’T laugh at him for voicing some personal stuff). Annie does grow up over the course of the game (there’s only one route where she doesn’t but there’s like six others where she does) and becomes more responsible without losing her laid back and caring attitude. She does have a bit of sass, but considering the people she knows, that’s not surprising.

I think both girls would mutually admire the other’s talents. They’d probably do a lot of commissions for each other. Annie complains at least once or twice throughout the game that her outfit is highly unattractive, so she would definitely go to Marinette for some fashion advice. In return, Anne happily synthesizes anything that Marinette asks, and sometimes just makes things for her to show her how much she appreciates her (kind of like how she does for Hans).

ALTERNATIVELY: I think Fitz would also benefit from a friendship with Marinette. The poor girl could use some more friends, especially closer in age to her (she’s about 14 when the game ends), and while she’s a bit stubborn, I think Marinette’s kindness would win her over. Fitz would then proceed to be the most loyal friend ever and mellow out a bit.

I’ll probably add onto this later, but I absolutely love the idea of Marinette hanging out with these cool girls and being BFFs with all of them. If anyone has any suggestions, I’d love to hear them!

[hhinsectmafias]

Ese momento en el que te arrepientes de ser un fantasma qnq. Literal, si comiese algo, atravesaría mi estómago y caería al suelo :"v. Ese bebé es uno de mis ocs uwu se llama Dean, y tiene una hermana gemela, pero eso lo explicaré más adelante :3. Sí ya sé, seguro se preguntan ¿Cómo subes cosas si decías que no tenías wifi? >:v, pues bien, enrealidad ahora mismo tengo algo de wifi, pero está fallando un poco ya que no solo me llegan las notificaviones, mas no puedo ver los dibujos de las personas a las que sigo qnq (ya sé, es raro y confuzo, creanme, yo estoy igual QnQ) solo me queda seguir esperando, hasta entonces publicaré lo que pueda :"3. Gracias por su paciencia uwu los amu 💖💖💖

English:

Dean: Hi Umi, i trued to make one of the Belmont's recipes. Would you like to taste it?

Hu? What happened? Why are you crying?

Umi: I can't eat (pointing her mouth)

Dean: Oh... jeje...i don't think that it taste well after all nun"

That moment when you regret being a ghost qnq. Literally, if I ate something, it would pierce my stomach and fall to the ground: "v. That baby is one of my ocs uwu is called Dean, and has a twin sister, but that will be explained later: 3. Yes, I know, sure ask : how do you upload things if you said you did not have wifi? >:v well, really, right now I have some wifi, but it is failing a bit since not only do the notifications arrive, but I can not see the drawings of people to which I follow qnq (I know, it's weird and confuse, believe me, I'm confuse too QnQ) I just have to keep waiting, until then I'll publish what I can: "3. Thank you for your patience uwu i love you 💖💖💖

[italicwatches]

Animal Sentai Zyuohger - Episode 26

Oh my god this child has no concept of consideration for other people. …Anyways, it’s Animal Sentai Zyuohger, episode 26. Here we GO!

-We begin with the whole gang at a cafe, having treats and sweets, and Misao is being a bit melodramatic…And that’s when a man passing by spots Yamato. And it turns out this is an old friend of his from his college days, Daichi!

-Meanwhile Bunglay is trying to get useful information out of people and it’s not going well. As up in the Big Bow, Genis watches, and he has no idea what Bunglay is looking for…But the resulting chaos does make the game interesting. Even Kubar’s fear and erratic behavior is an interesting element to the game…

-Opening!

-Episode 26! To Protect a Special Day

-To the cabin, where Yamato has brought Daichi, and they start catching up as he gets to meet all of Yamato’s comrades…Misao please quit being a sad sack. Inevitably, they end up talking about their college days…Yamato was driven back then. Super serious and studious in class, and he’d inevitably have a crowd of folks who he’d go over the material with again, and he was always organizing get-togethers at the zoo or out in the forest…It was like any time he wasn’t helping people, he was trying to help animals and inspire people to see what he saw…

-Yeah, that sounds like Yamato alright. And Yamato ribs Daichi for how emotional he’d get whenever they got to see an animal birth, but Yamato got pretty emotional too, and these two fall into an easy rhythm…And that’s when it comes out that Daichi’s getting married. He’s been trying to get ahold of Yamato to invite him, and YES HE WILL ABSOLUTELY BE THERE!

-Eventually Yamato’s walking Daichi back into town, and they’re talking about his beloved. A coworker at his company, certainly not the type he’d have ever thought he’d be marrying…But something about her, just…She makes him happy, you know?

-And Yamato couldn’t possibly be happier for his friend. That kind of connection, it’s, it’s really important. He’ll be there on this precious day of yours, man. And as the two part for the day, Bunglay watches…

-Cut to the big day. Yamato’s getting into his best suit, spruced up a little to be more formal and less mournful. And oh, you look so handsome, and…Sela why are you in a fancy dress? …WHY ARE YOU ALL IN FORMALWEAR? Well, their versions of formalwear. Sela, Tusk and Amu look good. Leo just…Not so much. But they’ll be joining, if that’s alright. Oh and Misao shows up in a nice grey suit and Yamato realizes what a mess of a situation this will be.

-To the actual chapel, where Yamato’s able to get permission for them to join. They’ll be up in the balcony, but everyone’s still quite happy for the opportunity. While Bunglay prepares to start up his own troubles…

-The actual ceremony begins, and it’s just your classic Western-inspired wedding…When the zyumen get vibes. Oh god. Shit. …They’re not telling Yamato. They’ve got to slip out of here. Of course, he spots them leaving…

-And they find Bunglay! Who’s outright intending to wreck the wedding and stir up some shit for that Yamato kid. If he can endure the past being broken, how will he handle a fresh death in the present? There’s only one way to find out!

-Oh fuck you. Instincts Awakened! Champion of the surging waves…ZYUOH SHARK! Champion of the savannah…ZYUOH LION! Champion of the forest…ZYUOH ELEPHANT! Champion of the snowy drifts…ZYUOH TIGER! Champion of the world…ZYUOH THE WORLD! Animal Sentai, ZYUOHGER!

-And as the fight begins, Yamato back at the wedding is realizing something’s not right…

-While the rest of the crew fights, and does everything they can to overpower Bunglay…Managing to push him back inch by inch with all of their strength together…! They don’t even need to beat him, they need to hold him off, keep him away from that precious place…When he manages to throw them off, it’s Beasts Unleashed!

-But Leo and Tusk get ripped out of their armors, as the girls have to hold the line…Only to eat equally powerful blows! The World’s on his own now, to buy time until they can recover, or pull a safe retreat…

-As Yamato’s realizing what’s up. And he’s got to make his exit, because they wouldn’t all be gone, this long, if not for one reason. He slips out, of course noticed by Daichi, and begins to peer across the city…There! And they’re fighting BUNGLAY?! Fuck…!

-At the battlefield, The World is just trying to hold the line, as it’s All Beasts Unleashed! But even with all three, he doesn’t manage to do much. Bungled can respect that power, kid, but you’ve got no training, no skill to keep your rhythm up!

-Yamato arrives right after Misao goes down, and no, you weren’t supposed to be here…They were trying to make sure you could have that precious day with your friend, and that this bastard didn’t ruin it…He wants to kill Daichi…!

-…Well then.

-GORILLA! Instincts Awakened! Gorilla meets Bunglay’s anchors with his fists, holding Bunglay back with sheer force…But he manages to get loose, and calls up an old MotW before making his escape!

-Back at the chapel, Daichi’s all concerned about the missing Yamato as he and his bride make their exit…When Bunglay arrives, ready to kill! Gorilla manages to trash the MotW, but Bunglay’s already gone…He needs to get out of here, and fast. Instincts Awakened! The Eagle spreads his wings, and takes flight!

-And as Bunglay raises a blade to bring it down…Eagle slams in with the Riser, and cuts him through! This precious connection, this bond that was just forged…You, will not, HARM IT! THEY ARE UNDER HIS PROTECTION! The fight is on, as he almost immediately snares Bunglay, ripping him up into the sky…

-And Daichi realizes, that phrase, that voice…It all starts to make sense.

-While Eagle throws Bunglay through a fucking windmill before dropping him, and taking the fight to a field miles away from the chapel. He fights with a ferocity that Bunglay just can’t keep up with, striking again and again before the man can even recover…Until finally, he’s forced to just draw a big MotW out of Eagle’s skull and pull a runner!

-The others arrive at that, too late to stop Bunglay…But they can help stop this. Animal Kingdom Combination! THREE! FOUR! NINE! FIVE! TWO! SEVEN! EIGHT! SIX! ONE! WILD TOUSAI KING!

-Mecha fight. It’s just a mecha fight, guys. This isn’t even a new MotW to use a new gimmick, he’s just a guy. ZYUOH DIRECT STRAIGHT!

-In the aftermath, Yamato and his friends are able to be there in the end for the couple…and Daichi can only thank Yamato for what he did. For everything he did.

-While, deep in the woods, the eagle digs, guided by the Symbol…When he finds a Cube Animal in the soil. And he’s confronted by Larri, who recognizes Bard from a long history…

-Credits!

That was a pretty solid episode. Lots of good character meat, and oh man, what’s going to happen with Bard and Larri? I guess the only way to find out is to come back next time, for episode TWENTY SEVEN of Animal Sentai Zyuohger! Wait for it!

[petaldancing]

wow guys, i learned about yuletide (a fic exchange for obscure fandoms w <1,000 fics on the net.. like.. hmm.. HYOUKA!!) from @brella and am stoked to take part in it this year! you get to write a letter to the person who’ll be fulfilling your request, so here is mine~

hello (future) friend and (current) yuletide writer!!

This is actually the first year I’m participating in Yuletide! (And also the first year i that i’ve gotten back into writing fic after a 3 year hiatus!) I’m excited, and I hope that my prompts will help spark inspiration for you and that you’ll enjoy writing this piece as the year draws to a close. Thank you so much in advance for this, and I look forward to reading whatever you have for me! 

general

i prefer:

gen, het, or femslash

G - M ratings (if the latter: no to underage (below 18 y/o, for me), yes to character-driven, build-up + pay-off! when the sex isn't the highlight of the story but a nice complement.. wow!!)

any length you have in mind for the fic

you to write a story that you've been meaning to but haven't gotten around to! or one that you'd love to have under your belt! (:

i can't deal with/DNW:

drug use, death, gore/violence/assault, dub/noncon, abuse, angst, kinky stuff, unhappy endings

i will cry tears of joy for:

stories focusing on ladies, their r/s (platonic, romantic etc) w other ladies, their characters & motivations beyond just the romance

(but i still thrive on romance ahaha)

characters losing themselves but then finding themselves & becoming stronger (w or w/o someone's help)

(un)resolved sexual tension, unexpected kisses that take both parties by surprise, almost kisses, being trapped in small spaces, mutual pining etc

characters drifting apart over time but then reconnecting and falling in love again

wacky humour

shoujo tropes used in good doses

unlikely pairings that work

platonic fic on unlikely friends/vitrolic best buds esp between a guy & gal

fics about characters who've hardly interacted in canon (!!)

canon divergence (as long as it leads to interesting r/s between characters)

ten years later post-canon fic!! (esp if characters are high-schoolers in canon)

WITCHES! guy witches work too

recurring motifs/symbols

i also love AUs, particularly:

pacific rim AUs

role reversal AUs

I live for AUs that bring out character dynamics you know & love except in a diff universe! but you don't have to write AU fic!

fandom specific

1. Hyouka to say this is my favourite, most precious & treasured piece of fiction would be an understatement!! i give all my heart to hyouka’s themes (finding your identity & place in the world, relating & empathizing with others, following your passion etc etc i could go on) which were told beautifully through a wonderful core cast of 4 characters! the depth and flaws and emotional weaknesses of hyouka’s main cast is Too Much For Me To Bear and i love them in any and all permutations and just WANT TO READ ABOUT THEM ALL THE TIME!! also i’ve written satomaya to the moon & back but let me tell you... i would still read satomaya content any day ehehe. BUT i am very intrigued by satoshi & chitanda’s r/s which hasn’t been written much about in the fandom yet so maybe??? HMM!!

ships: satoshi/mayaka, houtarou/chitanda but would be also open to mayaka/houtarou or satoshi/chitanda because that always intrigues me

prompts (optional, of course!) - Mayaka & Houtarou having a huge falling out, like SERIOUS falling out, and it’s up to Satoshi & Chitanda to work together to get the two to make-up and get the group back together!! - Satoshi & Chitanda working together to solve a mystery without the help of Houtarou & Mayaka, who’re usually the two who are better at solving cases!! - On the flipside, what about: 5 times Satoshi dislikes Chitanda, and 1 time he doesn’t.  - Soul Eater AU!! this is a specific AU i’ve had in my head for awhile but would love to read someone’s interpretation of it!! who would be the meisters/weapons, what forms would the weapons take?? a fic where the four find each other and become partners/duos would be worth a BILLION yuletides!! - in the same vein, fire emblem AU! here’s a post i wrote about it years ago but still relevant and feel free to tweak the classes - older!Houtarou/Chitanda who stayed behind for college in Kamiyama visiting Satoshi/Mayaka in the big city/Tokyo (optional as to whether the two pairs are dating yet, but wouldn’t it be wonderful if they weren’t at the start of the fic!!) - any mayaka-centric fic, perhaps a fic about her trying to set Chitanda/Houtarou up? w accomplice Satoshi (+10000 points if she and Satoshi AREN’T DATING! YET! !! COLLAPSES) also i guess it works the other way too!! chitanda trying to get satoshi to confess to mayaka, dragging houtarou along in the process... you know it’s good when both pairs aren’t dating yet

2. Hibike Euphonium

this anime is a good example of me loving the small moments and characters so much more than the overarching plot! i liked s1 more than s2 because of the development of kumiko and reina alongside each other, but i loved the spin s2 gave on kumiko & asuna’s r/s! while this anime isn’t a top fav of mine, the r/s between the ladies in this show is SO GOOD!!! would love to see what you can do with it!

ships: kumiko/reina, kumiko/asuna, am p alright w most other ships too except shuu/kumiko, i’m really not interested in that at all, but shuu as a character? yeah OK i guess prompts - 5 fives they climbed the hill together, 1 time they didn’t (kumiko/reina) - a fic about kumiko chasing asuka down but always missing her!! i.e. following her to uni in the big city (only, her uni is like nowhere near close enough to asuka’s), moving out of home and closer to asuka, trying to join the prestigious band asuka’s travelling with etc etc, and finally catching up to her!! - ten years later fic! reina comes back into town after touring with the national orchestra, kumiko (who stopped playing the euphonium) tries hard not to fall in love with her & the eupho once again... and fails, of course - a fic that examines reina falling out of love with taki-sensei and developing feelings for kumiko would be wonderful for my heart too!!

3. Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun

i am so so fond of this anime and its gags! while the character dynamics are incredibly fun to watch, they also feel very ‘predictable’, not only because of the running jokes but cause their r/s never seem to advance that much. so i would absolutely LOVE if you threw me fic about the most unlikely pairs that don’t interact so much in canon and hence have less running jokes, i would love to see what pans out, and the fic needn’t even be romantic!! ships: nozaki/sakura, kashima/hori, seo/waka, also interested in kashima/seo and sakura+hori

prompts - kashima + seo: i find their r/s v interesting?? would love for a fic to focus on their interactions, esp since i vaguely rmb seo being a bit wary of kashima at first - hori + sakura: i think they would work as wonderful partners in anything they do and would love anything that explores their r/s! maybe sakura has to help the drama club for a performance? - ten years later fic would work wonderfully for GSNK! what’s everyone doing now? wouldn’t it be funny if all the r/s were p much the same, but also kinda different? - Akatsuki no Yona AU! (whether yona is sakura or mikorin, you decide! haha)

4. Fune Wo Amu

this is more of a wildcard pick because um, I REALLY LIKED THIS SHOW! i loved the attention paid to the world of dictionary publishing but specifically, the seemingly insurmountable ocean of words & meanings & the desire to bridge the gaps that so naturally form between people... this show calmed my heart so much and i would love fic which brought me back to that calm and reflective atmosphere & those lovely characters prompts -  over the years working, majime learns the definitions of words through his interactions with the people in the office - nishioka becoming a dad leads to everyone in the office inevitably taking turns parenting his kids!! either because they need to babysit, or because he brings em to company functions etc  - sasaki on her first day of work vs last day of work - any fic that explores how majime & nishioka influence and change each other’s lives would be nice as well ahh...

thank u again dear writer, may you have a wonderful end to the year and i hope that whatever good things and bad things that happened this year, you’ll carry on strong and even better in the next!! happy writing and please eat well and stay warm (: 

[minhyukie]

hello it’s ur Local Mess here to talk about herself and do a lot of tag games im sorry for being the worst these are literally from within the past like two months and you all probably don’t even remember tagging me or care about my answers but than k you to @ki-hyunie​ @haehoney​ @honeyvevo​ @94wons​ @ckyun​ for tagging me in these i’m putting them all together so that you can all have the ultimate compilation of useless information about me!! please enjoy!!

im not tagging anyone because i don’t want to subject anyone to this but if u too love talking about yourself please tag me because i love hearing people talk about themselves

Name - amy

Age - 20

Height - 5′3 (160 cm?)

Ult Bias - seohyun + minhyuk the two loves of my life :(

Nicknames - i don’t really get many nicknames?? my roommate calls me amu though

Zodiac sign - aries

Favorite fruit - mmm kiwi? raspberries? strawberries? mangos!!! i fucking love fruits i don’t know i love them all

Favorite season - probably summer!

Favorite color - pink!! pink pink pink!

Coffee, Tea or Hot Cocoa - hot chocolate!!!

Favorite animal(s) - GOATS (if ur reading this @ me in goats)

Dream trip - i’ve been there very very briefly but i’d love to live in germany for a little?? i guess that’s not a trip but idk i’d be happy going on a trip anywhere tbh :’)

Number of blankets you sleep with - one!

Dogs or cats - i love my cats!! even though i’ve recently discovered that i’m probably allergic fjdkslf

Side blog - this... used to be a sideblog until i became too involved with mx and snsd :// so i guess my old main is a sideblog? idk @morningcomes​ <<<

Follower count - a little over 700!!! i love u all thanks for putting up w me

When did you start this blog - this particular blog was the beginning of 2017! but ive been on tumblr since like 2010 i think ://

relationship status: it’s... um.... it’s complicated fdkslfjsd let’s just say im in a relationship even though im not sure if we’re actually dating or what we’re doing.... let’s just say that

favorite color: pink!!!!!!!!!!!!

lipstick or chapstick: chapstick

last song i listened to: i really like humble and dna by kendrick lamar so i’ve had those on repeat the last few days!

last movie i watched: ... moana?? god it’s really been a long time since i’ve watched a movie

top three tv shows: friends!!! fullmetal alchemist brotherhood if that counts? avatar the last airbender.. a forever favorite

top three characters: look im the worst at coming up w these things so i’ll just give my favorites from the above shows: rachel!! or monica or chandler i don’t know i love them all :( envy!! winry!!! zuko and toph!

top three ships: ok i just want to clarify like.. pairings and not ships but joohyuk!! hyohyun :’’) and.... wow how am i supposed to limit this to a third one i guess i’ll say kihyuk because im in love with them the past few days

Bold the statements that are true for you!

APPEARANCE:

I am 5′7″ or taller I wear glasses I have at least one tattoo I have at least one piercing I have blonde hair I have brown eyes I have short hair My abs are at least somewhat defined I have had braces There is something i would change about the way I look

PERSONALITY:

My Hogwarts house is: Gryffindor Hufflepuff Ravenclaw Slytherin I am an introvert I like meeting new people People tell me that I’m funny Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me I enjoy physical challenges I enjoy mental challenges I’m playfully rude with people I know well I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it There is something I would change about my personality

ABILITY:

I can sing well I can play an instrument I can do over 30 pushups without stopping I’m a fast runner I can draw well I have a good memory I’m good at doing math in my head I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute I have beaten at least 2 people in arm wrestling I know how to cook at least 3 meals from scratch I know how to throw a proper punch

HOBBIES:

I enjoy playing sports I’ve been on a sports team at my school or somewhere else I’m in a orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else I have learned a new song in the past week I work out at least once a week I’ve gone for runs at least once a week in the warmer months I have drawn something in the past month I enjoy writing Fandoms are my #1 passion I do or have done martial arts

EXPERIENCES:

I have had my first kiss I have had alcohol I have scored the winning goal in a sports game I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting I have been at an overnight event (i honestly don’t know what this means but imma say yes) I have been in a taxi I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year I have beaten a video game in one day I have visited another country I have been to one of my favorite band’s concerts

RELATIONSHIP:

I’m in a relationship I have a celebrity crush I have a crush on someone I know I have been in at least 3 relationships I have never been in a relationship I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them I get crushes easily I have had a crush on someone for over a year I have been in a relationship for at least a year I have had feelings for a friend

(ok listen... lemme just reiterate... not sure if what im in is considered a relationship fdjkslfds)

MY LIFE:

I have at least one person I consider a “best friend” I live close to my school My parents are still together I have at least one sibling I live in the United States There is snow right now where I live I have hung out with a friend outside of school in the past month I have a smartphone I have at least 15 CDs I share my room with someone

RANDOM SHIT:

I have breakdanced I know a person named Jamie I have had a teacher with a last name that’s hard to pronounce I have dyed my hair I’m listening to one song on repeat right now I have punched someone in the past week I know someone who has gone to jail I have broken a bone I have eaten a waffle today I know what I want to do with my life I speak at least 2 languages fluently I have made a new friend in the past year

1. do you have a good relationship with your parents? yes!!! im so grateful

2. who did you last say “i love you” to? i honestly have no clue i say it all the time through messages but im like... emotionally stunted in real life lmao

3. do you regret anything? yea mostly just opportunities that i should’ve taken that i don’t because i don’t have the will to put in the effort ://

4. are you insecure? not usually!

5. what’s your relationship status? listen.... complicated....

6. how do you want to die? this is 2 morbid for me next please

7. what did you last eat? bugles!!! i love bugles

8. played any sports? i ran cross country in high school for 3 years and did track for one!!

9. do you bite your nails? nope

10. when was your last physical fight? ha h ah haha i don’t think i’ve ever been in a physical fight

11. do you like someone? yea!

12. have you ever stayed up 48 hours? yes... too many times

13. do you hate anyone at the moment? no, not really!

14. do you miss someone? yea i miss a few of my high school friends that i wish i got to see more often and i miss us all hanging out as a group

15. have any pets?
 my family has 4 cats!

16. how exactly are you feeling at the moment?
 A+!

17. ever made out in the bathroom? damn i was ready to say no but.... i actually have.... im shocked at myself

18. are you scared of spiders?
 in certain situations?? who am i kidding lfjdkslfd yes

19. would you go back in time if you were given the chance? nah

20. where was the last place you snogged someone? ummmmmm my bed

21. what are your plans for this weekend? sleep and study :(

22. do you want to have kids? how many? idk?? i’m not very passionate about it tbh i’d be happy with anywhere between 0-3 kids

23. do you have piercings? how many? both my ears are double pierced!

24. what is/are/were your best subject(s)? i fuckin love math!! i would die for math also im pretty good at chemistry physics and computer science idk most things math/science related :)

25. do you miss anyone from your past?
 mostly just the same as before?? miss some of my hs friends

26. what are you craving right now?
 ..sleep

27. have you ever broken someone’s heart?
 i don’t think so??

28. have you ever been cheated on?
 nope!

29. have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry?
 yea :(

30. what’s irritating you right now? too much to do too little time

31. does somebody love you? ..yes? i hope

32. what is your favourite color? pink!!!!!!!

33. do you have trust issues? not really trust issues but like i said before i think im like.. emotionally stunted or smth

34. who/what was your last dream about? i hoenstly can’t remember any recent dreams

35. who was the last person you cried in front of? my ?boyfriend? lmao i cry all the time

36. do you give out second chances too easily? mmm idk? i’ve honestly never really thought about it

37. is it easier to forgive or forget? forget ://

38. is this year the best year of your life?
 noooo

39. how old were you when you had your first kiss? 18!

40. have you ever walked outside completely naked? fdjskflds no

51. favourite food?
 yo this just jumped from 40 to 51 fjdklsfdjsk anyway um! chicken

52. do you believe everything happens for a reason? lmao no that’s some wishful thinking :(

53. what is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night?
 i did most of my computer science lab :/

54. is cheating ever okay?
 no

55. are you mean? sometimes i can be really bad about impulsively saying things and... yea it can be mean :( but like in general? i don’t think im a mean person

56. how many people have you fist fought? i would cry if someone tried to fight me

57. do you believe in true love?
 yea!

58. favourite weather? gimme that sunshine, no humidity with a breeze

59. do you like the snow? yea!! but not excessively

60. do you wanna get married? yeah? but also it’s not like one of my overlying life goals ya know but if it happens that would be nice

61. is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby? honestly whenever i hear people say baby in real life i cringe fjdsklfds idk i mean i say it in the tags on here but in real life... nah and i call some of my friends babe but i do it jokingly it just seems weird to do that like.. romantically

62. what makes you happy? getting time to myself!!! to do the things i want to do and relax! to spend time with my friends just relaxing as well! in particular getting to paint and getting to play piano make me really happy and relaxed

63. would you change your name? nope!

64. would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed?
 nope!

65. your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? ummm did u mean... my current situation jfkdlsfs

66. do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around? yes mostly?? he definitely thinks im a lil weird when im like 100% myself but he still loves me anyway so :’)

67. who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to?
 ^^^ said above best friend

68. who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? my high school best friend?? i think

69. do you believe in soulmates? not really it’s a nice idea though

70. is there anyone you would die for? probably a few of my closest friends

fdskfdlsfjdks hope none of u read all that!!! this deserves to be my about page tbh

[forgottenarmstrongsisters]

How about a group starter, since I don't have a sense of their personalities yet? The time Breda first met Amue and Strongine. Catherine can be there or not, your choice //Must-Hate-Dogs

@must-hate-dogs

Although it didn’t happen too often, sometimes work followed Alex home. Sometimes that meant conversations that he would go have with their father. Sometimes it meant a call in the middle of the night. And sometimes it meant that someone came home with him, or came looking for him. Today, it was the latter.

“Amue. Amue!” Strongine lightly hit her sister’s arm, trying to get her attention as she looked out the window of the sitting room she and her sister were sitting in.

“Hm? What is it, Strongine?” Amue lowered the book she had been reading to regard her sister, curious.

“Alex is home,” Strongine started, and Amue looked at her a bit surprised.

“It’s early for him to be home,” she said. “I do hope something isn’t a matter.”

“I don’t know, but look, Amue--he’s brought someone with him.” Strongine.

That got Amue’s attention. Both sisters always did enjoy learning more about their little brother’s work life. She came up and joined Strongine at the window as they looked down at the pair of men. Their brother was looking strong and competent as usual, but the man with him looked respectable as well. A sturdy figure, probably at least somewhat strong as he was military, short red hair, and a serious look on his face.”

“My, he looks disgruntled,” Amue said as she watched.

“Yes, he does, doesn’t he?” Strongine said, a mischievous lilt to her voice.

Amue eyed her. “What are you plotting, dear little sister?”

“Why nothing at all, dear older sister. Just planning on how to be a good hostess. After all, mother is out, so it falls to us.”

“Strongine...” Amue said, warning in her voice.

“Relax, Amue. I won’t do anything to him. But don’t you want to know the kind of men our dearest little brother works with?” Strongine asked.

“Well... yes...” Amue said. She sighed. “Alright. We’ll be good hostesses, and see what kind of a man this is.”

“Good! Then let’s go!”

The pair made their way downstairs and towards the drawing room where one of the maids had directed the man while Alex went elsewhere. Composing themselves with the good baring of high society ladies, they made their way into the drawing room, Amue, as the second eldest sister, leading the way.

“Good afternoon,” she greeted the man. “Please pardon us, but mother isn’t home and so it falls to us to greet you. I am Amue Armstrong, and this is my younger sister Strongine. Welcome to the Armstrong estate. I do hope that you’ll be able to accept some tea or coffee. We would love to make a co-worker of our brother welcome, Lieutenant.”

[bornpariah-a]

inquistior​.

   𝙷𝙰𝙻𝚆𝙽 𝙶𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴𝚂 𝚄𝙿 𝚃𝙾 𝙼𝙴𝙴𝚃 𝙳𝙾𝚁𝙸𝙰𝙽’𝚂 𝙴𝚈𝙴 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚂𝙼𝙸𝙻𝙴𝚂.  As it always does, a specific sort of gravity seems to draw him to linger there, sweeping a quick look over the lines of the mage’s face, over the smaller places that, greedily, he likes to look at a note too long. It’s a welcome distraction—but not so distracting, nor so welcome, as the thoughtful way that Dorian maneuvers around the situation, matching his humour but waiting for a cue as to Halwn’s response to it. Considerate, and gentle. Halwn feels a sharp spike of ache somewhere under his breastbone, but only shakes his head.  ‘ My mother did not make a social call outside of the clergy in the seventeen years that I lived with her—I doubt sincerely that she plans to begin the practice now. ’

   The words are drawn, yes, but they carry no real vitriol behind them. No, Halwn cannot bring himself to disdain his mother, nor degrade her in conversation. Despite the strain that he feels, the strain that presses down like a physical weight on their every discourse, he has some small love for her still. Enough to defend her even from his own more childish impulses, enough to be protective of her dignity.

   Dorian calls her address ‘formal’ and Halwn chuckles.

   ‘ No less formal than is usual—though the titles have multiplied alarmingly. Believe it or not, ’  he levels the mage with another wry look, half accusatory and blatantly flirtatious, and feels a distinct delight in doing it.  ‘ I was raised in a very formal climate. I’m relieved to think that it is not so readily apparent. I’m sure she penned out the titles to confirm the family stance on my appointment for all to see.  Murderer of the Divine and Heretical Despot  would ring much differently, after all. ’

   The Inquisitor pauses then to turn the heavy envelope in his hands. It’s a weighty inconvenience.  ‘ Strangest among them is to call me heir—since, in nigh on fifteen years, I have not been. ’

   A lighthearted way to confirm the truth of his disinheritance to Dorian—a confirmation he hasn’t had to make to anyone, since the fodder work of gossips has made it a favourite circulating rumour, if not an outright accepted fact. To see his previous title confirmed here in ink is as blatant a renouncement as his parents are likely to make. Easier to pretend that the whole business never happened. Convenient, that his refusal to attend their dynastic ambitions seems now to have been divinely ordained. Who could call it disgraceful under such circumstance? The contents of the letter itself are surely plaintive, even alarmingly mundane. Annoying, perhaps, but not dangerous. The lack of threat that Halwn feels is palpable in the looseness of his posture, and Halwn lets Dorian see it, if only to put the mage at ease.

   ‘ It would be decent of you to offer to pour me a glass of wine before I open it, wouldn’t it? You never have—and I confess that it would satisfy me to watch you, ’  a certain implication lives in the words, a blatant implication, one that Halwn both intends and knows that he shouldn’t. There’s a constant tension between wanting and declaring, between teasing and requesting. He tends more and more towards legitimate request, and so much as Dorian seems capable of ignoring his honest statements of intention, or deflecting by deliberately misinterpreting them, Halwn also doesn’t mind to let them be ignored if it is what Dorian genuinely prefers. He couldn’t help the wanting, of course, but he might conceal it better—but for the way that Dorian rolls his eyes or almost seems to colour on occasion, the way that he responds so naturally and beautifully to being praised. Hal could stop, he could resist the satisfaction he feels at being the source of Dorian’s pleasure, but to resist pleasing the mage simply for the sake of that pleasure being felt? It will be a much harder order, when it might eventually come.

   Until then—Halwn has been worse things than an amusement.

   ‘ I’ve heard that a fine hand can improve the flavour and I would like to test the theory—if you’ll allow it. ’

        Returning the smile in reflexive ——— Dorian long ago mastered the give and take of conversation, the careful balance that must be tended to. Employing it here, tucked between the pair of them is a familiar practice, so utterly normal that is dares to be bland, as if speaking to Halwn could ever be anything nearby boring. It’s rather difficult to be unengaged from a conversation when being looked at in such a way : the weight of his attention arresting. Absolute.

        ❝   You? Raised in a formal climate?   ❞   he mocks surprise, eyebrows raised and eyes widening a fraction,   ❝   How could I have possibly missed that between your militant posture, tendency to wake before dawn at rest, and your perfect mannerisms in court?   ❞   He can’t help but tease, the flirtatious note in his tone light but blatant all the same, the sort that’s easily picked up on if you cared to listen to the differing cadences of Dorian’s tones. Not many do, but he’s thoroughly convinced that Halwn has. He’s uncertain how to feel about that ——— ribs, at once, feeling all too tight, not near wide enough to contain the swell of his lungs.

        The pronouncement gives him a moment of pause. It had been a rumor, one which Dorian took not so seriously at all ( as he does with most rumors ) for all that it lingered somewhere in the back of his mind. Thus, the admittance is hardly surprising, though the easiness with which he says it sets it apart. It’s curious, truly, and Dorian thinks briefly of his own household, of the fact that he’s fairly certain he has been disowned and stricken from the Pavus family tree, the book in his father’s study magickally manipulated such that he never existed. The thought is a vacant one, empty and without substance in his mind, though it should cause a great deal of devastation. It does, in a manner of speaking, but there’s hardly any point dwelling on it, is there?

        ❝   I see,   ❞   he says calmly / mildly : no use pretending to be surprised, nor modulating himself to be shocked in the least. And besides, there is no stress nor distress in the line of Halwn’s body, remaining loose and nearly as at ease as Dorian has never seen him.   ❝   Pointed, indeed.   ❞

        It could be a point of commonality, of commiseration, to point out that he, too, has been disowned as the heir of his family, but the thought occurs and is quickly discarded. Rather cheap, isn’t it? Entirely unneeded, unnecessary. Not because he doesn’t wish to share, but because it would lend no comfort / and Halwn doesn’t require comfort. Well, not of the placating sort.

        No, no, he requests something wholly different which causes Dorian’s nerves to ALIGHT, a grin forming upon his face rather quickly inasmuch as a quiet anxiety grates along his diaphragm / his heart threatens to quicken. The things the Inquisitor says, truly. Who speaks in such a manner?

        ❝   And if I don’t wish to be... decent?   ❞   he replies, wry and amused, that flirtatious note once light now obvious to all those who would bother to listen. Perhaps it would be wiser not to be quite so receptive to Halwn’s obvious intentions behind his words, the blatant flirting that would make lesser men flush : there is no feasible way this could end well, and Dorian already feels a faint sense of despair, easily ignored, coiling around the base of his spine. The most powerful man in Thedas falling victim to the evil Tevinter Magister? A thoroughly startling thought, one which shouldn’t be entertained for even a moment, yet ——— Dorian enjoys it. Enjoys being able to flirt back when not utterly taken aback by the content of what Halwn says. Enjoys his attentions, and giving them in return.

        There’s a distant sense of inevitability, here. Dorian wasn’t much of a fan of inevitability, when he was younger. Now? ( ... ) Undecided.

        ❝   Whatever shall the Inquisitor do then?   ❞   Dorian gestures almost lazily, wine bottle and glasses drifting up and towards them even as he speaks, maintaining eye contact all the while. It’s ——— electric, in some ways, sparking across his skin.   ❝   Perhaps I should insist you pour, if you wish to conduct a study. Your hands are rather fine, as well,   ❞   a glass falls delicately into his hand as he gaze drops deliberately to Halwn’s, broader than his own and still holding the letter.   ❝   But, if you insist, I do love putting on a show,   ❞   the wine bottle itself finds its way into his open palm, cork removed with magick as he twists his body / his hips / deliberate as he always is / gaze settling intently on the pour of alcohol, filling the glass half—way and a touch more. A thoroughly graceful movement. A singular fluid motion.

        Dorian holds out the glass with a flourish, bottle hovering once more and pouring generously into his own glass, a rather lazy bow accompanying the motion as he meet Halwn’s eye again, grin practically coquettish.   ❝   Consider yourself privileged, Inquisitor ——— I don’t pour by hand often.   ❞

[recentanimenews]

Bookshelf Briefs 7/25/17

Dreamin’ Sun, Vol. 2 | By Ichigo Takano | Seven Seas – First of all, I get what the author is trying to do with Zen, and yes I know there are guys like that in real life, but oh my God I want him OUT OUT OUT of this manga, he is making me very unhappy. Aside from that, this was a decent second volume, mostly focusing on Shimana’s burgeoning love, though there are signs of a larger plot, mostly involving Taiga, who remains the only adult in the room (which is sort of sad, given I’m sure we haven’t even begun to dig into his own issues). Shimana herself can be hard to take, but she grows on me as the book goes along. You can tell this came out before orange, which is stronger, but this is still quite a decent book. Only lose the moments of Zen. – Sean Gaffney

The Full-Time Wife Escapist, Vol. 4 | By Tsunami Umino | Kodansha Comics (digital only) –Mikuri and Hiramasa make incremental progress toward genuine couplehood in this volume, particularly when Mikuri’s aunt gives them a voucher for a night’s stay at a swanky premium inn. I am always delighted to see that, beneath Hiramasa’s stoic exterior, there exists an inner spaz with the hots for Mikuri. At one point, it gets the better of him and he plants a smooch on her, which he’s then incapable of explaining. Meanwhile, Mikuri has realized that she loves him, but while he’s reining himself in lest he drive her away, she worries she’s just forcing her desires on him. After the kiss, there may be hope, but she’s just too scared to admit her feelings. In less capable hands, their failure to communicate and just get together already would be supremely frustrating, but somehow Umino provides just enough payoff to make it work. Looking forward to volume five! – Michelle Smith

Haikyu!!, Vol. 13 | By Haruichi Furudate | Viz Media – We’re still in the middle of the qualifiers, and our heroes are taking on a team that likes to have FUN when they play. I was honestly expecting them to get curbstomped, but this isn’t that kind of manga (or sport, really) and once again Karasuno has to work hard and try new things in order to break through and beat them. We see how other teams can try to use their own moves against them (though I doubt they’ll be trying Hinata’s wall-jumping anytime soon). Then we go up against a normal, good team who’s simply well-disciplined and OK in all aspects—as noted by everyone, a bad draw for the eccentric Karasuno students. Will they win? And how injured is Daichi? Excellent shonen sports. – Sean Gaffney

Honey So Sweet, Vol. 7 | By Amu Meguro | Viz Media – How much you enjoy this volume will, I believe, depend on how much you sympathize and see yourself in Miyabi, who has absolutely no idea what to do with the feelings she now has and is also filled with social anxiety, leading to several bad choices throughout this book. I felt bad for her despite her being aggressive about trying to steal Taiga, because we know she has no hope whatsoever. Meanwhile, Nao is noticing what Miyabi is doing but is repressing her own feelings, which fortunately she gets told quickly is the WRONG thing to do. What follows manages to be sweet and cute, even if it’s about a girl trying to break up an already established couple. Nothing is fluffier than this series. – Sean Gaffney

Liselotte & Witch’s Forest, Vol. 5 | By Natsuki Takaya | Yen Press – Sometimes it is hard not to read this series and see echoes of Fruits Basket in it, particularly in this volume, as Vergue is acting an awful lot like Kyo. Fortunately instead of Liselotte, his interaction is with Anna, who gets to show off more of her true self and browbeat him into thinking about his circumstances. It’s probably the scene I liked best in the volume. Liselotte is not having an easier time of it; she’s traumatized at seeing her brother at the festival she’s trying to quietly spy on, and she finally meets up with the Woglinde, who magically gives Liselotte back her hair but I have no doubt is likely going to be more of an antagonist than anything else. Save up, as we’re caught up with Japan, but still good. – Sean Gaffney

Nichijou: My Ordinary Life, Vol. 9 | By Keiichi Arawi | Vertical Comics – Again, so much of the humor in Nichijou is about things simply being strange and bizarre for their own sake—you may let out a laugh at the bizarre goings-on, but this is the type of manga to inspire headtilts and chuckles more than tears of laughter. We get a flashback to Yukko and Mai meeting Mio, who is starting at a new school and is not prepared for it to be as super weird as it is, and also flashforwards to the future, where the Professor is going to school, Nano is keeping house, and strangely Nakamura is living with them. Oh yes, and in separate chapters, Yukko and Mio almost die. If you love Nichijou, you’ll love this. If you don’t, well, you likely dropped it long ago. – Sean Gaffney

Princess Jellyfish, Vol. 5 | By Akiko Higashimura | Kodansha Comics – It’d been a while since I read any Princess Jellyfish and I’d kind of forgotten how wonderfully unique it is. I haven’t read a story where a bunch of otaku work so hard at a real-world challenge, but they’re really trying to make a go of this clothing line. Meanwhile, Kuranosuke, who’s been the voice of encouragement this far, is getting a dose of reality on the state of the apparel business. I also love how Tsukimi has begun to change (and even to date!) and that Jiji, too, is getting out into the world and rediscovering some practical skills. I hope this series ends happily, but I appreciate how much detail we’re getting on the complexities of what they’re attempting, even if it means success is unlikely. Very highly recommended. – Michelle Smith

The Water Dragon’s Bride, Vol. 2 | By Rei Toma | Viz Media – Not quite as disturbing as the first volume, but this is still a very dark and dramatic manga. We learn that Asahi is not the first person to have been spirited away to this world, and that the one she finds out about (a female doctor) never returned home and is buried there. Not the sort of thing you want to find out if you’re missing your mom and dad. As for the Water Dragon, he’s as annoyingly petulant as ever, making sure Asahi is not killed off, drowned, etc. but also treating her like an annoying pest, to the amusement of his fellow gods. I expect more romance in future books, as we end with the ever popular “10 years later,” showing us Asahi all grown up. Solid. – Sean Gaffney

By: Michelle Smith