#• { ✕ VERSE ❝ hope's peak ❞ ? ✦

[aprito]

sos fam...they are so important to me actually...

[hana-bobo-finch]

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DAGGER MOTH I THINK. I’m FREAKING THE FUCK OUT OHHHHHH

[randomnameless]

FFS

FEH somehow understood that Jugdral can make money, so they continue on slaughtering it, I mean

TFW Galzus, canon Major Odo carrier who (thanks to FE5's weird mechanics) is the first playable unit to be able to proc what would later be called Eclipse in FE Tellius, comes as a milquetoast unit with no prf skills or weapons -

But Ayra has her own brand of Astra, gets the "legendary" status and is wanked to death in the various lines FEH writes regarding her character.

I wouldn't be surprised if in the 4koma or if his Ascendant alt is ever released, Adult Shanan with his Balmung would duel L!Ayra and lose because his aunt is stronger due to the "hard work and training" she did, that can somehow trump Major Blood status + wielding a Holy Weapon + Shanan's own training to become a worthy King of Isaach and not lose anyone else anymore.

At least Ippei is the one who drew Athos, and I'm fucking happy he was picked for the artwork because I love Ippei's style, and Athos' finally in.

But I'm a bit upset because while Athos is our only non-OC mythic hero of the year, his reveal is completely overshadowed by Ayra, out of anyone in Jugdral, being a Legendary Hero.

[hypocriticaltalkingseal]

It's wild watching Orpheus (KAOS) be the way that he is while having Talk Hozier playing full volume in my head because my brain cannot not play it whenever Orpheus and/or Riddy are on screen

[more-than-a-princess]

Closed starter for @caramialunaestelle!

She had lasted two days after returning to Hope's Peak Academy before emerging from her dormitory. The summer holiday was approaching quickly, though the weather seemed to indicate it had already arrived (despite their workload saying otherwise). Sonia knew that many of her classmates were likely preparing for their exams prior to the start of the month-long break from school, and while she hated to bother any of them, she didn't feel as if she had much of a choice.

The only option available to her, really, was skittering through the hallways when they were as empty as she could manage for them. Often, she didn't mind stopping to converse with her classmates and peers but this was a delicate situation. Quite literally, from the way her skin stung.

Though it felt positively gentle in comparison to her pride and self-esteem, which now ached due to her current state. Sonia was torn between feeling hideous and feeling foolish, and she didn't quite trust anyone to see her at present save for, she supposed, someone she felt could help and wouldn't tease her for how she now looked. It had taken effort to dash through the hallways mostly unseen, only to arrive at the door to Mikan's lab on the main building's third floor. With a deep breath of resignation, Sonia raised her knuckles to the door and knocked.

"M-Mikan-san..." She began, her voice feeble but hopefully loud enough for her classmate to hear. "Are you in, and would you be willing to have a look at me? I am in quite an uncomfortable state...everything is just so itchy after returning from the countryside."

She'd worn a shorter sundress just to show how badly she'd taken to the early summer days in Japan. She'd visited one of the rural, warmer areas of the country, even warmer than Towa City, and while the visit had gone well in representing her father and her country's interests, it had gone poorly on a personal level. Sonia had been eaten alive by the mosquitoes, with her arms, shoulders, legs, and hands now dotted with pink and red bug bites. It was impossible not to scratch them for even a little bit of relief, much to Sonia's own shame and embarrassment.

"I believe the insects here...they must show more attraction to me than the insects at home. And none of the ointments I have are working," She continued to babble on to the closed door, hoping no one else was around to see her in such a humiliating state. With so many bites, she nearly resembled a case of chicken pox.

[hxroic-wxlls-fxrever]

" Well, what do you think of my work, Kaname? Magnificent, is it not? I must say, while I knew you had great potential, I never would've expected to reach such grand heights... Hehe...I never would've imagined that slaughtering the pathetic rats that walk this earth would've been this easy, had it not been for you... And to think, all this time, you've been squandering this body's potential, content with living the life of a- "

" Stop...stop saying my stuff with my mouth... It's already awful enough that you're the worst, but it's so uncomfortable hearing this in my own voice... "

[clippedwingsmuses]

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since she came to hope's peak academy, emi's main priority has been keeping the library organized and keeping herself well read. for the most part, all of her time has been spent within the library itself. the only times she wasn't stuck between bookshelves was when she was first arriving at the school, going to lunch, or going home. not many people could say they've seen her wander the school outside of those times. hell, not many can even say that they've ever seen her leave at all.

to say she was reclusive would be an understatement. a girl averse to friendship and being in the presence of her fellow ultimates, so much so that the concept of 'companionship' is alien to her. she doesn't feel like she needs it with her profession. her job doesn't tell her to make friends. but, fate does work in mysterious ways for those who want things a way things can't be.

today is a day where fate wills itself to change for her. her day has been like any other so far, spending her time reorganizing the books on the shelves. it's one of the few things that she enjoys doing. unfortunately for her, it doesn't seem like luck is on her side today.

this shelf was organized in the wrong order. and one of these books doesn't even belong here! and this book was put in backwards... this sort of pattern has come and go all day. an hour passes, and nothing goes wrong with her organization. in the next hour, she finds herself tripping over a stack of books and creasing the pages with the awkward way they fell.

in comparison to her usual calm disposition, her hands are shaky as she grabs the creased books from the floor, and moves the unaffected books onto the empty shelf below. with the ruined books in hand, she approaches one of the library tables and sets them down. she sighs despondently as she settles into a seat and tries desperately to flatten the creases in the page, lest the actual librarian find out how unlucky she's been all day.

[ultfan]

@ahogedetective sent in a prompt: ❛  here, i noticed you lost this earlier.  ❜ ( HELO.... )

                     how clumsy of him — is what he would say if it was unintentional. komaeda had a habit of setting up scenarios to challenge the students of hope's peak. for them to face adversity and overcome it was the only way that they could grow as symbols of hope — that's how he saw it.

he had been planning on leaving an elaborate trail of clues across the school... and maybe find a good incentive to investigate... but it looks like he was caught before the plan could come to fruition. he shouldn't have expected any less from the super high school level detective (yes, he did look him up before he came to the school).

                     ‶  you noticed that? wow, nobody ever notices me! thank you!  ″ a bright smile appears on the lucky student's face, reaching out to grab the small notebook. he kind of hopes the other hadn't peaked inside — it would look a little suspicious. especially given there wasn't any context for it right now. he'll probably need to do something else now...

[xfortunearcana]

do not be excited porque esto no va a llevar a nada (?)

Reiji Tamura

Lleva bastante tiempo sabiendo que sus padres no son... las mejores personas que digamos, aunque no sabe muy bien qué se supone que deba hacer al respecto.

El único miembro de su familia al que realmente le interesan los deportes y que es atlético de una u otra forma. (A su hermano le dan pereza los deportes y su prima Eri está más interesada en el arte)

Estudia arquitectura, aunque en algún momento consideró estudiar teoría musical. (Sus libros al respecto siguen en la casa de sus padres).

En parte, es su culpa que su hermano y su prima (... sobre todo ella) sean gremlins de los videojuegos de terror; les permitía verlo jugar cosas como Resident Evil y Majora's Mask cuando eran pequeños.

Tenía una buena relación con sus abuelos, aunque no hablaban demasiado entre sí. En general, no es particularmente hablador.

Cocina relativamente bien.

Mitsuo Tamura

Cuando era niño tenía un temperamento un poco más fuerte y llegó a meterse en algunas peleas. Ahora es un poco más calmado... un poco.

Le gusta la idea de estudiar cinematografía, aunque aún no está del todo seguro.

Tiene calificaciones regulares. Ni muy buenas ni muy malas.

Le encantaría tener mascotas, pero nunca se le ha dado la oportunidad; a sus padres no les gustan demasiado los animales. (Eri le manda fotos de su gato de vez en cuando).

Fue el primero en enterarse de que Eri iba a asistir a Hope's Peak (se enteró por el internet... porque le gusta el chisme (?))

Le ha costado trabajo darse cuenta de que sus padres son algo tóxicos; y sigue un poco... en negación. Para bien o para mal, les tiene cariño (pero nunca le hizo gracia que trataran de mala manera a su tía y a su prima. Luego de que ellas se marcharan a Osaka, discutió verbalmente con sus padres al respecto, apoyado por su hermano).

(Bonus under cut...)

Eri tiene poco contacto con ellos, básicamente los ve nada más en vacaciones y sólo de vez en cuando; pero fuera de su madre y su abuelo materno, son los miembros de la familia con los que mejor se lleva. (Con sus tíos, es decir, los padres de los chicos... no tanto; y ella considera que su actitud con ella y con su madre siempre ha sido tóxica.)

[more-than-a-princess]

"And that is how you do a successful power slide and grab the food at the beginning of the round!" Chiaki grinned as her avatar, a Cow riding the R.O.B. H.O.G., crossed the finish line first. Sonia's own avatar followed a few paces behind in fifth place: Vampire Waluigi, riding what reminded Sonia of her holidays in Italy: the Cute Scoot. For hours, considering the amount of leftovers from the party and the takeaway order they'd made just before the rain had started, they'd driven lap after lap on the various fantastical courses. Chiaki had unlocked some things in the free roaming part of the game, completing side quests for additional vehicles and a few outfits. But she'd waited until she'd had time to play with a friend to do the Grand Prix courses, though Sonia would have never guessed she was new to it: nothing she nor the computer threw at her could touch her. As expected of the school's Ultimate Gamer.

"It is more difficult than it looks!" Sonia exclaimed with a sigh, setting down her controller as the winners list appeared on the screen. "If one is only paying attention to the track in front of them and their place in the race, it is easy to miss the various foods set up. And what a variety, too! I quite like the feature of unlocking various outfits this way: it feels far more clever and engaging than Mario Kart 8."

"I'm glad you're having a good time," Chiaki replied, using one hand to click through to the new unlocked vehicle while the other reached for another piece of karaage chicken: that hadn't managed to survive the party leftover tray, so they'd needed to order out for Sonia's comfort foods. "You seem like you needed it. I'm sorry you've been going through so much, Sonia-chan. Even if I'm not great with romance, you still can talk to me about it."

"Truthfully, I did not know it was romance until today, when everything seemingly hit me all at once," Sonia admitted, reaching for the open bag of pizza-flavored chips instead. Not that they tasted anything like pizza was supposed to, but the flavoring was delicious nevertheless. "But it doesn't matter. It can't matter: at the very least, she will be dating Aoyama Rui-san and presumably breaking up with her shortly after. And it's not like I can even be romantically linked to a woman, but even if I could? If I even tried to go out with her she would do the same to me, and she'd never speak to me again. All that pain for one perfect day: it seems like a foolish gamble."

"Ah, the Ultimate Host from 77-A," Chiaki murmured in thought. Rui Aoyama was hard to miss, from her impressively tall height to her equally impressive large personality, one that attracted girls to the club she worked at from hundreds of kilometers away, saving what little money they could make from their small towns just for the chance to drink with Rui-san for one night. "Yeah, that has to be hard. You two are, erm-"

"Polar opposites?" Sonia offered, her tone dejected. At least they had enough junk food for her stomach to regret it in the morning. "Not that it is possible anyway, but if that is the sort of girl she likes, I cannot imagine she would ever choose me and-"

But Sonia didn't have a chance to finish that thought: not when her phone notified her of a new voice message. Just as well: she'd put the ringer on silent, not wanting to take calls from home or her friends unless it was a true emergency. "Just a moment," She said, pressing the screen to illuminate it. "No one leaves voice messages unless it is important." She didn't hesitate to turn it on speaker, either: if it was Novosonian intelligence, it would have been sent through codes that Chiaki, with all of her puzzle-solving prowess, would be unable to unscramble.

But maybe she should have, as Shinobu's voice filled her phone's speaker. Chiaki set down her controller, moving to sit closer to Sonia as the two girls listened to Shinobu Yaguchi's apology. "Wow, Sonia-chan," Chiaki remarked after the phone fell silent again. "Your crush talks like she's in an old samurai movie, or the western movies with women in big dresses at balls. Beyond your family's parties, I mean." She'd had experience with those: she'd attended last year's summer ball in an appropriately formal gown, one with pockets large enough to hide a handheld console.

"It's just who she is," Sonia replied. She didn't have a better explanation than that: it was just part of Shinobu, alongside the girl's fondness for coffee and kaiju.

"But she wants to see you, though," Chiaki pressed on, pressing the 'play' button on Sonia's phone to replay Shinobu's message. "You'll reply to her, right?"

"It would be impolite if I did not," Sonia sighed, nodding. "Yes, I will send her a message back but calling her...I don't think I can do that right now. It's only after spending time with you that I feel somewhat calm, like the world isn't crashing down around me. My personal life, anyway: my schoolwork and family duties have never been better."

"Well, then say you can join her for lunch on Monday," Chiaki offered helpfully. "I know our class will understand if you want to spend time with friends outside of 77-B."

"No, that doesn't seem right," Sonia shook her head. "I invited her to the party today, Chiaki-chan. And you saw how Koizumi-san treated her and Anzu-san. I assured her that we would all be kind, welcoming, and accepting, and that clearly wasn't the case. I need to make it up to her, with something she likes. Hm...but I have given her a book, and we have shared coffee. And there are no new kaiju films playing in the theaters right now."

"Coffee, books, Godzilla," Chiaki checked off each of Shinobu's interests by raising her fingers. "What else does she like? I'm guessing shooting arrows is out of the question for hanging out."

Sonia nodded. "It would feel like schoolwork for her. But...what else...oh!" She snapped her fingers as the answer occurred to her. "She likes fish! Probably eating them, yes, but also looking at them! The aquarium!"

Chiaki smiled, nodding in return. "Yes! That's a good idea," She agreed. "And if otome games are any indication, romantic dates are usually at the movies, or amusement parks, or cafes. Museums aren't really romantic, and the aquarium counts as one! If, you know, you're sure that you want to keep your interactions with Yaguchi-san platonic."

"Mhm, I am sure," Sonia agreed absentmindedly as she begun to type away on her phone. Chiaki watched from over her shoulder, giving a small 'hm' and nod of agreement as she read Sonia's text message back.

I am so sorry I had to leave early, Yaguchi-san! After I invited you and all, and Koizumi-san and Saionji-san were very rude. But yes, my urgent matter has been handled. Still, I feel awful for inviting you, insisting that everyone would be kind and accepting and yet you encountered such bigotry from people who should know better. I would like to make it up to you, ideally by doing something you would like. I know you enjoy fish and other aquatic life, so I wondered if you would like to visit the aquarium with me this weekend? If you have time of course, and it's my treat: an apology for the mess from today. If you'd like to go, please meet me in front of the aquarium on Saturday at 12 PM (unless you prefer a different day and time!).

And once again, I'm really sorry about everything. Please don't let the transphobia of some people be how the world at large views you, or at least how I see you. You will always be a smart, strong, kind, and compassionate woman to me! I'm so glad you're my friend.

"You hesitated with the last sentence," Chiaki commented after Sonia hit send, resulting in a deep sigh from the Ultimate Princess. "It's the right way forward," Sonia muttered, reaching for the last piece of karaage chicken in the pack. "My family and country would never understand, and this way we can at least stay friends."

"That was nice," Rui said in a quiet, breathy voice after she'd pulled away, a few minutes later. "Mm," Shinobu agreed, pushing both hands through her hair and giving her head a little shake until things fell back into place as she liked. That was an understatement, really. The archer couldn't remember the last time they'd kissed someone like that, hungry and desperate to the point of breathlessness. It was stirring, such that her whole body felt on edge.

Shinobu was more grateful than ever that she'd elected to wear shorts instead of the school swimsuit, not that it did enough to hide completely the effects of Rui's handiwork. The other girl was, thankfully, content only to smirk and look self-satisfied, rather than make any kind of unnecessary comment. "Just so you're aware, Miss Aoyama, my feelings haven't changed," Shinobu murmured. "I'll go out with you only if you cut ties with the rest of your girlfriends. This doesn't change that."

There was quiet between them for longer than Shinobu expected, though she couldn't quite meet Rui's gaze to try and intuit what she might be thinking. Eventually, the silence was broken not with words, but rather a quiet laugh. "Well, easy come, easy go, right?" Rui shrugged, the smile on her face something that Shinobu wasn't interesting in studying for any artifice. "You have your way of doing things, and I have mine, so I guess we're not compatible."

"Mm." There was another period of uncomfortable silence, until Miss Aoyama gave another nod and took slow steps down the stairs and out of her sight. Once Shinobu was sure she was gone, they pushed their hair back again with a soft sigh, then started up the stairs in the opposite direction. It had been pleasant, but any hope of deterring thoughts of Sonia was dashed. Even now, with her heart still racing, the only thing the on her mind was Sonia Nevermind - her smile, the sparkle in her eyes, the sound of her laugh, the curves of her body. "So much for that," she murmured. Truthfully, she better than anyone that the rush of attraction and physical chemistry couldn't equal the suffocating insanity brought on by love.

After getting a canned coffee, Shinobu sat against the side of the vending machine, frowning. Her body was being uncooperative, and there was no way she could return downstairs until it returned to normalcy. If Miss Koizumi had been unpleasant before, Shinobu could only imagine what her reaction might be like at that sight, and while other people might be interested in pushing those buttons, Shinobu herself simply wanted to be left alone. Perhaps she'd stay just long enough to give Sonia her gratitude, and say goodbye.

"Ugh," she grumbled, standing and throwing the emptied can like a dart into a recycling bin. More of the time, the archer felt she'd made her peace with her body, but this truly was frustrating - as if some kind of muscle memory remembered what so often followed such fervent kissing. Well, fine. It wasn't as though she was unaccustomed to taking care of such matters herself. Clearly that would be easier than simply waiting around.

The sink in the single-occupancy bathroom was running scalding hot, but Shinobu held her hands under the water anyway. Her short nails found skin, scraping back and forth and back and forth in the soap, even as it started to hurt, trying to wash off the filth she felt. How many minutes had she been scrubbing? Three? Four? It was only when the water started to overflow the basin of the sink that she jerked back like a startled cat. With shaking fingers, she turned the handle off, before looking at her hands. They were raw and reddened around her knuckles, and the backs of her hands where her nails had scrubbed again and again and again.

Exposing them to cool air made the stinging sensation worse, but she didn't flinch. Rather, her head drooped, her hair falling in front of her eyes as she was unable to meet the gaze of her own reflection. How disgusting. Can't you control yourself? Thinking of Miss Nevermind while doing that... aren't you ashamed of yourself? Ashamed of such wretched, loathsome behavior, and targeted towards a girl who considers herself your friend, who stood up for you against accusations of exactly this sort of perversion. You really are sick.

She unlocked the door and staggered outside. It would be better just to slip out a side door and go home without another word. It would be better not to see her face - see anyone's faces. Awful, stupid, disgusting, wretched- "Shinobu-chan?" She straightened up, heart lodged in her throat, practically frozen. It was only Anzu... Well, that was fine. She could deal with Anzu, if she had to, she thought, as she slipped her hands int the pockets of her shorts.

"Hey!" Anzu slid herself into Shinobu's arms, pressing them into a light hug. "You've been up here for a while. I got a little worried about you," she admitted. It wasn't like Shinobu to take what anyone said about her too seriously, but it was obviously a pretty messy situation, especially with Sonia getting involved. "You're not sulking because of what Koizumi-san said, are you? You're way tougher than that. Although..." With a step back, she looked up to Shinobu with a small frown. Didn't she look kind of... bothered by something? "You look... bad. Are you upset, for real?"

Shinobu shook her head. "Ah... no. It's just that I feel a little lightheaded," she replied. It wasn't a lie, exactly, so nothing she had to feel guilty about. "I don't know if it was the scent of the pool chemicals, or maybe just the claustrophobia of an enclosed space, but I preferred to take a walk around the hallway until it subsided. Ah, which, it hasn't," she added. "So, I'll likely leave. Please inform Miss Nevermind and express my regrets."

"Huh?" Anzu quirked her head to the side. "Uh, didn't you talk to her?" "Hm? Not since I spoke to her downstairs." "Oh." Anzu frowned, wrinkling her nose. "She asked me where you were, so I told her you went upstairs, but she came down a minute later and said she had to go. Family emergency, or something." She gave a weak shrug, even if the frown didn't leave her face. "She seemed kinda... not her usual self. I dunno."

Shinobu swallowed. She and Rui must have just missed her, which was for the best. Surely Sonia would have been so kind about it later, speaking up in private to encourage her to pursue someone. That was simply the sort of person she was. She hadn't ever been pushy or judgmental about Shinobu's dating habits, no, but they imagined she might be their strongest supporter if she thought they loved someone. Ugh... it make their stomach turn just to think about it, the girl they were so disgustingly, hopelessly, painfully in love with smiling as she pushed them to be with someone else.

"I see." Shinobu didn't seem like her usual self either, now that Anzu thought about it. As much as she wanted to pry, she got the sense that, right now, it would just make Shinobu snap shut even tighter. She'd have to try and gently coax it out of her later. "Maybe you should text her later. If something's up, she'd probably like to hear from you. Especially if she didn't even get to say goodbye. You know she's polite like that." Shinobu nodded. "R-right. Yes, I'll do that."

It had been about six or seven passes through her drafts to be reminded of how Anzu had mocked here texts as being ridiculously old-fashioned in their length and style. In her own defense, Shinobu would say that she seldom texted anyone, so she hadn't developed proper text etiquette. Then again, she wasn't sure what to say, regardless. At least one pass at the message she wanted to say had included the truth of her feelings, before she'd deleted it and nearly thrown her phone from the balcony. There was no use saying such a thing, and to put it in a text was tactless. The timing, as well, couldn't be poorer. But then, what could she text?

What about a voice message, then? It was better than calling - at the moment, she couldn't bear the thought of hearing Sonia's voice in return, but perhaps it was still an improvement for Sonia to actually hear her words, and the sincerity behind them, even if she wouldn't say what was begging to be said. Mm, that could work. It was raining outside again, hard, to the point that Shinobu thought twice about climbing up to the rooftop. Instead, she shut the door behind her so that her words wouldn't be overhead by her father, and simply stood out on the balcony overlooking the estate, watching as heavy drops of rain plinked off the surface of the koi pond.

"Miss Nevermind," she started. "I regret not getting to offer my appreciation for the invitation, nor my regret at not saying goodbye. I wasn't feeling well, but Anzu told me that you were coming to speak with me." She shook her head. "That's... not really what I wanted to say. I heard that you left after receiving some sot of family news. I hope it isn't anything serious. But, in the event that it is... Rather, I know there's much you can't speak upon, as it relates to your family, so I understand if there's nothing you can say, but if circumstances allow and you need someone to talk to, I'm always available for you."

She swallowed. Sometimes it felt as though there was so much she wanted to say, and so little she could afford to. "Also, I should offer my gratitude for speaking to Miss Koizumi. I'm sure the conversation wasn't what one might describe as pleasant. I do appreciate you trying to speak to her. For Anzu's sake, at the very least. Mm... Ah, as well, I hope that I'll see you at school on Monday. Though, if that isn't possible, please let me know. I'll... move around dates, or rearrange my training schedule, if so required."

She paused, feeling a few drops of rain slip down the edge of the roof and drop upon her head. Her feelings were unhealthy and disgusting, and Sonia would be repulsed if she knew about them. What she'd done in that bathroom was proof enough of that. The right thing to do would be delete this message and distance herself from Sonia. And yet, it was so hard to do so, when she wanted so desperately to do anything but. "I... I really don't know how to end a message like this. Please don't inform Anzu - she needs no additional ammunition to make fun at my expense. But, if something is... amiss, or something, please do let me know if there's anything I can do. Goodnight." She clicked 'save,' and then 'send.'

[more-than-a-princess]

❝ Gonta will always protect you! ❞

A tender glimpse beneath the surface - Accepting!

He was big and imposing even when he wasn't trying. That was one of the first things she'd noticed about Gonta, and as the latter was usually his default state of being, she didn't remark on it. She figured he enjoyed others remarking about his size, of stature or voice, just about as much as she enjoyed others remarking about the fact princesses were always the pinnacle of female perfection.

So she didn't, even if some of the birds in the tree canopy above them had taken flight at the sound. Just as well: the rustling of the leaves allowed for sunlight to peer through where she sat on the forest floor, a blanket beneath her for comfort. Part picnic and part study, it was about as far as one could get from the polished furniture, china tea sets, and vases filled with freshly cut flowers that embodied Sonia Nevermind's laboratory at Hope's Peak.

"Thank you," She gave him a warm smile, her half-eaten sandwich forgotten as she breathed in deeply, basking in the light, the scent of trees, the quiet. "But I doubt there is much to protect me from in the forest, no? Maybe a plant or two that causes an uncomfortable itch. But Gokuhara-san, your personal laboratory out of doors is so very peaceful. The only expectation is to respect the natural world around us, to coexist instead of lead."

The demands were fewer, as were the voices, the responsibilities, the pressure. He had work to do of course but she was a guest, one who had come with a pre-packed picnic basket (making her friend sick would be poor showing of a guest, she thought) and a determination not to bother him. Just to listen, to learn: she might not have another chance to do what some might call 'play in the dirt.' He'd showed her where some bugs lived beneath the underbrush, and after a recent rain, many of them had come to the surface or otherwise been much more active than a drier climate would have afforded them.

Case in point: the bug that now left a shiny, sticky trail over Sonia's hand.

"Look! I have found a new friend," Sonia giggled, holding her hand up and towards Gonta: a snail had glided over her fingers and into her palm, its slow pace perhaps a combination of its natural abilities and a desire to remain against her skin. Its antennae twitched, picking up the vibrations of her hand as Sonia laughed. "Not that they are funny or anything, but this snail is rather ticklish! But very much hospitable, just like the earthworms you introduced me to earlier. Tell me, what other friends have you encountered here?"

[deveondog]

Mozus Trein & GN reader who self harms

Summary: Its one of your first classes, Adeuce and Grim fuck up again and you four are asked to stay after class. But Mr Trein seems to want to talk for a different reason.

Cw: Reader is yuu, obvious self harm but no depictions of doing the action, i made up a backstory for Trein so yeah just saying, Lucius trying to help :)), i write on my phone so the layout may be odd. Trein may be ooc :(

Word count: 1300! woah!!

He noticed them your first day in class, still without a uniform. There were old scars on your forearm, and when your short sleeves rolled up the slightest bit, he saw fresh scabbed lines dotting your skin. Like you'd done them before getting hit. He felt saddened seeing one of his students with those all too familiar scars. His fingers unconsciously slipped to his wrinkling left wrist– there, was a particularly bright scar left. Even after all these years. It never left him. Lucius had taken interest in his moving and shifted, moving his head closer to Trein's hand– wanting pets. Trein obliged while greeting his students. Making a mental note to speak with you later.

Much to his luck, Adeuce and Grim started being rambunctious. He watched as you tried your hardest to stop them so they wouldnt get in trouble but it was always in vain. "You four." The three stop immediately after hearing that. "I will see you all after class." He hears giggles from around the room. And sees three of the four sulking. The other one just sits there, he cant tell their emotion. Sullen? Angry maybe? no. None of them. They just stared blankly at their lap. He was skeptical.

After class he spoke with the trio about their reckless behavior, before dismissing them. You starts to get up as well before– "Prefect. I'd like to talk to you about something else." You looked startled, but sat back down, waving to your friend's. "Yes sir?" you ask cautiously, your curiosity peaked. "Ive noticed your.. scars." You stiffened in your seat. "Now before I say anything else. It is not a problem and I am not asking you to hide them. I have just made an observation and wanted to say something about it.", Trein started petting Lucius and thinking of how to phrase his next sentence. "I am also not asking you to stop for anyone's sake. It is your business and yours alone and I am not asking why you do it either." He says, then continues– "But I will say. If you need someone to talk to. I am here young one. I am very well versed in this subject. Being a teenager once and also having daughters will make you so.." He chuckles despite the situation. "All I mean to say is, I am here and will always have an ear open for you. It must be especially hard on you being in a new world. My office is always open dear."

The pet name makes you tear up slightly, and then without your consent– tears begin to fall. Trein is shocked but will not push you away for this. "What is wrong my dear?" He asks softly, hoping he's not over stepping any boundaries. "I just" you exhale a breath. "M-Miss my home. I didn't have the super awesome life but.. I still miss it.." You mumble the end before saying– "I had a pet back home. I cant help but think their wondering where I am.. I miss them so much Mr. Trein.." More tears fall but you feel a weight on your open lap. Lucius is there, looking up at you solemnly, if possible for a cat. You wept some more, just thinking of your animal hurts you more, and the addition of the fluffy animal on you isn't really helping.. "Lucius, pspsp come here" Trein calls him, sensing the feline isn't doing what he intended to do.

"Well I cannot say i understand how you feel, I can understand the feeling of missing a familiar," He begins a story– "Lucius once got out when he was a mere kitten, I was deeply worried about him. My daughters tried to help find him but he could not be found." He states glumly. "It wasn't until a six days later we found him. Under the shed we have in the back. Isn't that funny?" He hears you chuckle, it sounds genuine and he melts. "You know.. I once suffered with self harm as well." Your head shoots up, looking stunned. "Yes. It may be hard to believe but as I stated, I was a teenager once as well. We all have to suffer a similar problem sooner or later, and sometimes it just comes sooner than expected." He continues again– "And, apart from that, I have two daughters. Who were also teens at one point." He snickers, recalling some of his favorite memories quickly.

"Would you like to see something Prefect.?" he asks. You cock your head to the side and it reminds him of a puppy. He chuckles, then he starts to roll up his left sleeve some. Revealing some scars he had. "Most of these are actually from Lucius when its time for a bath but this one?" he points to a specific scar– "This was self inflicted. Self harm." You look up at him, eyebrows raised slightly. "My upbringing was.. not the nicest per-se." He sighs, "I was raised in a traditional home. My father would hit my mother and myself from time to time. Along with this, I wasn't allowed to be angry. So i have to rebel and let my emotions out somehow." He cringes, remembering these unpleasant memories. "I will not create a sob story of my childhood but I believe you understand the picture." You nod. "Now as a said before Prefect. I do not understand your specific situation, but I am able to understand your way of dealing with it, and if I may ask. I would like you to come to me anytime you need to talk to someone. I can help you understand these emotions and am willing to help you find another outlet for your feelings." You look at him, not shocked like he expects, but you look at him like he just laid out the whole world for you.

"I.." you cant even think of what to say. You keep looking at him and the ground. "T-Thank you Mr Trein, I– appreciate it. Like a lot.. Not even people back home offered that for me, I even had a therapist but they never helped me with my problems." He admitted to himself he did mostly do this out of curiosity, but he also admits it feels good to help a troubled teenager– it reminds him of what he never had. Lucius– who has been snug up in his lap, now rubbing against his chest, sensing a change. "You are very welcome Prefect.. You are dismissed." You start to get up but then pause. "This may be odd sir but.. can i get a hug? I haven't.. gotten one in a while." He smiles softly at you and pats Lucius, signaling him to get up. "But of course dear. It is not odd at all. You can come to me anytime you feel the need to." He gets up finally and meets you halfway around his desk. Pulling you into a protective hug. You sniffle a bit and wrap your arms around his torso tightly.

"Thank you so much Mr Trein. I appreciate this more this you could know." You put your chin on his chest and say, looking up at him lovingly. It remind him of his children when they were young. "You are very welcome dear." He says back, as you start to pull away, he wishes it would last a bit longer but he doesn't push. You grab your bag and start walking to the door and then "Dear?" you look back at him, hand of the doorknob when he says– "Please remember my offer." You nod your head and make your way out of the room.

He sighs and sits back down. Then he remembers–

He forgot to give you an excuse slip for your next class.

AN: Does anyone else wish the teachers weren't the teachers?? id love to see Trein as a housewarden with the two ugly stepsisters as his dorm members! lmao sorry all my writing so far have been to do with self harm uh.... i promise im working on something fluffier :((

Anyways, Trein is my father and i love him dearly <3

[quietlyblooms-gone]

now that i’ve officially posted about mal on here, i’d like to say that yes, he favors chiyo — he’s a fan of her manga and art, and it’s possible that he sort of?? knows her fate. vaguely. he has a sense about these things and has children who actually do see mortals’ fates. i think mal just kinda has a gut feeling — that’s a lil more rooted in his magic than just being a hunch — that chiyo will not have a quiet life. so he gifts her the sight to see danger before it gets to her.

except she never understands what she’s seeing. as a child, she and her parents thought her visions were just night terrors. there were child therapy sessions, possibly medication. then the visions stopped. then her art grew a little dark; she went back to the child therapist. then chiyo started hiding her pictures until she stopped having the urge to draw such scary things.

jun, her familiar, i think appeared to her bc of mal. he was a safety precaution. jun has a heightened sixth sense, can sense the intentions of another as either good or bad when they approach chiyo. she wasn’t seeing any warnings, so mal sent jun to chiyo so that she didn’t have to, and tbh? that frustrated mal as much as it worried him. use the gift he gave you!! like dang girl 😭 i haven’t decided yet, but eventually i might even?? decide that jun is a different kind of being altogether for this reason. mal is watching this woman like “ pls don’t die you buffoon ” and then ofc she ends of dying and becoming a vampire despite all his efforts asdfgh there’s more i could ramble on about, but i fear this post is getting a lil long :’ )

[gakkougifted]

"Oho~! So you know about us, huh?" Oh she was very delighted to hear that! Sure, they were a very well known troupe in Japan, but she doesn't know if she'd go as far as to say they're extremely world famous or anything... So when she met someone who knew her group, it always made Mimi's day.

"Ohhh! You seen that interview, too? Oh man, you're becoming more and more awesome by the second. That's right! I want to help get our names out there more and more. We actually have a performance coming up in a week.... In the performance arts theater in the main downtown area." Being able to perform there in an area with lots of foot traffic couldn't be a more perfect place. It's why she was absolutely determined to make sure this show succeeds!

"Ahaha, looks like today said we were fated to meet~! It's nice to meet you as well, Kuru-chan!" 'Kuru-chan' being a shortening of his last name, as per her nicknaming quirk for people. "Aww don't sweat it: accidents come with the workout experience, right? Even I had my moments." She reassures him. "Shujin Academy, huh? Nice! I go to a high school not too far from it: Kaleido Light Academy. I'm a second year, too!"

When he asks her about her usual exercise routines, she lights up even more. Oh, this guy was becoming her favorite, already! "Hehe, I usually do ariel acts, like aerial silks, trapeze, and ariel hoops. Aerial silks are when you have long pieces of fabric hanging from the ceiling, in which you do climbing, wrapping, and dropping performance skills on them. Aerial hoops are somewhat similar to them, except it's with a metal hoop in the air. I do spins, poses, and swing inside and around the hoop! Trapeze acts involve more than one person. From a short bar hung up with ropes, us acrobats catch, flip, and swing each other on the trapeze! Ah, but I also do ground acts, too, like tumbling, contortion, hand-to-hand acrobatics, and tumbling acts, to name a few. I guess you can say I do pretty much of everything that acrobats typically do, but those tend to be my most common ones."

Fun as all these acts were, they required a lot of strength, balancing, and flexibility skills, along with needing to perfect timing and focus. It was why Mimi often trained at the gym, along with having a strong background in gymnastics. "I practice a lot, anyway, but I especially like to practice and train before an upcoming performance. Right now, I'm just getting some usual exercises in to maintain good strength and stamina, but in the studio my team and I practice at, is where I have the equipment to practice certain circus acts. Even if I probably don't need to over prepare like that... I don't ever like to risk getting too arrogant and slacking off, you know? With every act I do, I want to show everyone how serious I am about helping to give them a great show with everyone else...!"

With a small thanks, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, unscrewed the cap and took a few swigs of water. He felt a little better already. Her introduction caught his attention and he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "Circus group?" The gears in his brain worked hard to remember what and who that group was until he realized it. "Oh! Hoshi Kenja."

"That's right, I do remember seeing you on TV one time. They were promoting your group during an interview. Wow, I didn't think I'd meet you in person." A relieved smile crossed his features. "I'm Akira Kurusu, a second-year at Shujin Academy. It's nice to meet you. I wish it was under better circumstances, though. Can I ask what kind of exercises you usually go for?" Now the curious flame in him just lit up.

[randomxreaders]

‘Paige bueckers wsp w you? Pt.4’

A/n: this took me so long to write and I didn’t proofread it because I cringe reading back my own writing tbh BUT I hope you guys like it and I’ll keep it up for yall:)

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You wake up the next morning Paige still on FaceTime and you see her standing in her bathroom getting dressed. You peak open an eye and see a glimpse of her abs when you hear Paige speak “I can see you ya know?” You sit up stretching “I’m just admiring the very beautiful view” you hear Paige let out a laugh and smile picking up the phone. “Soo what are you doing today” you ask Paige. “I just have a practice from 10 to 2 and then I’m free, what about you pretty girl?” “Well I have a meeting at 12 and then I need to go to the store Juney and I need some food, but um I was wondering if maybe you’d wanna come over” You weren’t usually this bold but with the sleepiness still present you felt a little bolder. Paige paused and looked up at the screen “ I was gonna ask you if you’d wanna go out to dinner” Paige laughed. “What if you come over after your practice we’ll go to the store, cook together, and then see what happens from there?” “What happens from there huh?” “It is too early for you to have your mind in the gutter Ms.Bueckers” “Whatever you say, okay it’s time for me to go to practice but I’ll call you after?” “That sounds perfect I’ll see you later P” “See you later Mrs.Bueckers.”

You hear the call end and feel the blush creep up your face. Getting out of bed you decide to get ready for the day and clean up the nooks and cranny’s in your apartment before Paige is there later.

3 hours later

Now that your meeting was over and Paige’s practice almost was you decided it was time to vacuum and wash some dishes waiting for Paige to call. You never expected to feel so connected to someone over such a short time let alone your crush. While it thrilled you it was also frightening. Trying to push all of your thoughts down you pull out your computer and start listening to some of the beats that your producer sent over and you tried to brain storm some lyrics. You had to have them sent in by the end of the week since this song was a collaboration with your good friend Victoria Monét, You decided to give her a call and see what she thought about your verses. After a few rings the phone answered, “Heyyyy Y/n what’s up girl I haven’t seen you in forever, well actually I’d just seen pictures of you with a basketball player? I see you girl.” “ Okayyyy V we don’t gotta go there how’s my niecey I can’t believe that she’s four now” “ I know she’s getting so big.” You guys ended talking about everything but the verses til you started getting another call. “Oh V I gotta go I have a call on the other line” “Oooo is it the basketball player? I wanna meet her Y/n/n” “I’m sure we can work that out, bye V.” You hang up the call and answer Paige’s. “Hey P I was just on the phone with Victoria she said she wants to meet you by the way.” “I’d love to meet any of your friends.” “ Well you kinda know her you do listen to her music” “Wait Victoria? As in Monét?” “Yea who else?” “Babe you know I love her music.” You blush at her calling you babe it was her first time actually using a pet name. The conversation was short as you sent Paige your address and she was on her way so you decided to get ready. You take a quick shower and picked out your outfit, some lacy white lingerie for just in case with some low rise baggy jeans, a baggy cropped white shirt and the new Abundance Jordan 4s. You still had a little time til Paige showed up so you decided to watch a little bit of tv putting on Dynasty and waiting for Paige. About 25 minutes later there’s a knock on the door. You pick up Juney knowing she’ll try to run out the door. “Hey P” You say opening the door. She reached down to hug you and says Hey back. You guys decide to run to the store about a block away so you guys could start dinner. You grab your purse then you both head out the door.

Once you guys get into the store you start talking about dinner. As you guys walk down the aisle you admire Paige and her outfit, she had on baggy pants with a white tube top and an oversized vest. As you guys top in front of the deli you lean over and ask Paige “Isn’t it bulking season?” You say squeezing her bicep. She looked over at you and smiled “it is why? You wanna cop another feel?” “No” you say rolling your eyes “I just wanna know if you want steak, and we could do some truffle fries and a salad?” “Mmm that sounds good, let’s do it.”

You guys grabbed all of the things you needed for dinner and grabbed some cat food and a nice red wine. As you roll the cart out to your car Paige tells you she forgot something and that she’d be right back. Before you could say okay she was already taking off back in the store. As you go to grab the last bag Paige pops back up “what’d you forget?” “It’s a surprise I can’t tell you just yet” “mmm okay” you say putting the last bag in the car and Paige walked to put the cart away.

After the two of you made it back to your apartment Paige insisted on carrying all the bags and the surprise she got. So you both stood there in the elevator Paige with 6 bags on each arm and trying to hide one arm behind her back. You pull out your phone and take a picture of her looking absolutely ridiculous. You get to the door and hold it open for Paige as she tries to awkwardly make it through the door without you seeing her back. She sets all the bags down on the table and then asks you to close your eyes. You stand in the middle of your entryway and hear Paige shuffling around for about a minute then she tells you to open your eyes. As you open your eyes and they adjust back to the light you see rose petals on the ground leading to your small dining table where Paige stood with a bouquet of red roses. “Oh Paige, you didn’t have to do this” you said covering your mouth. “I figured it was the least I could do since we’re staying in for our first official date” Paige smiled at you as you walked closer to her staring into her eyes. Reaching up on your tip toes you put your hands onto her cheeks and slowly caress the side of her face as your eyes flicker between her eyes and lips, you pull her down into a kiss. Your breath caught as your lips finally connected, hesitant at first, testing the space between the both of you. Paige pulled you into her deepening the kiss as the flowers fell to the floor and Paige stumbled back towards the table. She kissed you fully her hands slipping to the sides of your neck until you both pull away out of breath foreheads pressed against each other. You pull back looking at her “I like you a lot Paige” you whisper to her. “I like you a lot too Y/n” Paige grinned softly at you. “Okay we need to cook this food.” You pull apart and decide that Paige is going to cook the steaks while you made the salad and prepped the fries. While cooking you and Paige listened to music and sharing short kisses.

Over dinner you and Paige decided that with how late it was Paige should stay over, even though you’d have to be up early because Paige had a game the next day. While you rinsed off the dishes and put them into the dishwasher Paige went to get her spend the night bag out of her car.

The both of you make your way to the bedroom and lay against the pillows scrolling on your phones in the comfortable silence. Minutes later you roll over to look at Paige, admiring the way her hair looked in a messy bun and with her glasses on. Her gaze met yours “you know you’re staring?” “I’m admiring,” Paige smiled down at you and rolled her eyes. “When do you need to leave tomorrow,” you ask “ Uhmm probably around noon cause I gotta be there at one” “can I come?” “Yea I’d really like that, maybe you could come out with the team after the game, if we win you know,” “You know you’re gonna win, and I’d love to come out with guys.”

You and Paige slide under the covers you finding peace in Paige’s arms as you drift off to sleep. You wake up to Paige’s alarm blaring but somehow only waking you up. Your eyes slowly flutter open and you feel Paige’s arm wrapped around your waist pulling you in close as you moved. Slowly picking up her arm you slide out of bed turning off her alarm and seeing it was only 9. You decide to let Paige sleep a little longer since she didn’t have to be up for a few more hours, meanwhile you took a quick shower and then put on your robe to make breakfast for you and Paige. You decide on avocado toast with scrambled eggs and bacon. As your finishing the eggs you feel hands snake around your waist hugging you from behind, “good morning sleepyhead” you said to Paige as she laid her head on your shoulder. “What are you makin,” she mumbles from your neck “just some breakfast before we leave, if you wanna take a shower you can.” Paige took you up on your offer and took a quick shower coming out in her warm up tracksuit. The both of you sit at the counter and eat as Paige talks about her game, it was UConn against Iowa State and Paige was talking about the plays she knew Geno was going to have the team play. Once it hit 11 you went to get dressed wearing low rise jeans and a UConn shirt that Paige had brought with her with a pair of red and white Nike low dunks, and a black purse. You and Paige walk out to her car and start the drive, Paige’s game was starting at 2 but she had to be there at 12 for practice, luckily the stadium would be open so you could wait inside for the game to start with the ticket Paige had gotten you.

The hour had gone by faster than both of you expected as you pulled up outside of the stadium as Paige had decided to drop you off so you would have to find your way around the campus. Paige pulls up outside of the building and leans towards you “okay you should be able to just go in and tell them you’re with me and then I’ll see you after,” he you nodded at Paige and leaned forward cupping her face kissing her deeply “I’ll see you after you win.”

[glitteredrry]

sugar honey kisses

summary: harry’s next tour is joined by a special guest that has taken over his life and the world.

warning: brief mention of infertility/ miscarriage & fluff

wc: 3k+

a.n. i’ve been in a writing slump, and i just thought of this. i kind of went overboard (sorry). please excuse any spelling errors. i hope you enjoy these little blurbs. i was missing our harry, and i’m secretly manifesting another tour for us. byeee see y’all soon. 🤍

1. breaking news

Harry sat in the studio stuck on a verse on the last song to his album. He was gearing up to the release of his 4th studio album, and tour. Love on tour was going to be hard to top, but he looked forward to how this tour was going to be. He felt that he was in a better era of his life, all he hoped was that his growth would reflect on this new album. Fans were begging him to come back, and soon their prayers would be answered. His management was going to be releasing the album release date at 9 P.M. tonight. As he thoughtfully bite on the arm of his glasses, in walked in his wife YN. Harry’s eyes shot up looking at her happy to finally see her for the first time today, he had an early studio time today and only was able to give her a kiss to her head as she slept. Harry’s happiness quickly turned to nervousness as he saw a disheveled YN walking closer to him. “Doll, what’s wrong?” As she came in arm’s width from him, he grabbed onto her, and guided her to sit in his lap. Taking the tips of his fingers, he moved her hair out of her face as he watched her eyes tear up. Which only caused him to be more worried, “Harry, I wish I would've waited to tell you but I can’t.” YN reached down in her purse to grab something, and once it was shown to Harry he felt as if his heart rate had tripled in a split second.

“We’re pregnant.” She whispered to him with a smile. Harry was speechless as he stared at the test, he couldn't believe the words that were coming out of her mouth. “You’re serious,” YN nodded, touching his face for some solace. “I’m absolutely serious, we have half of us here.” She grabbed his hand holding him to her stomach. Harry’s tears came crashing down as he laid on her chest still accepting that they were with child. Joy rang through Harry’s body as he felt his wife’s comforting touch all over him. Harry reelected on their journey of building their family, going into everything they thought it would be so easy to add a baby; Yet that was the furthest thing than what it was.

After the loss of two children you never got to meet, Harry had been grief ridden for his wife. YN had the optimism Harry couldn’t bear to have during that time. She tried her best to keep him determined that they would one day have a child. They had tried for two years straight, and as of 10 months ago they stopped deliberately trying, and just left it to divine timing. There were doctor appointments to see if something was off with either of them and everything came back clear. The couple tried IVF, and that also wasn’t for them. Harry couldn’t believe that YN was sitting here pregnant after all this time. Harry quickly remembered his album and tour that was supposed to happen, and panic rushed through him. “I-I need to push back the album. I'll call Jeff, and tell him to postpone the tour.” “Absolutely not, you’re not pushing anything back, H. You’re releasing the album, and you’re going on tour. This baby will have to fit into our lives, we’re going to have a tour baby.” Harry smiled at his wife hugging her tightly, he didn’t know how this was going to happen. All he knew is that he loved and trusted his wife. If he had her he could get through anything.

2. trending topic

The world was preparing for the release of the album “Saturn Return”. He had given it that title because he believed he was in his life's peak. Harry was elated as he did his press tour. He felt reconnected to his fans in a way where he had missed them. As Harry was in the green room preparing for his last appearance before the album dropped, Harry’s manager, Jeff walked into the room with his phone in hand. “We have a slight situation going on. Pictures of YN leaving her gym class were released today. She looks visibly pregnant in them. I could release a statement to the press to calm the media, or we can ignore it.”

Harry was furious because he knew that where YN was pictured was an alley. She tried her best to be as inconspicuous as she could. YN was bent over, tying her shoe, and her shirt came up, revealing her growing belly. “I’m sure she’s going to be upset at herself,” Harry kissed his teeth, hating that he would have to break the news of this to his wife. As he continued scrolling online, he saw how fans defended their beloved YN, and Harry appreciated the support at this time. Harry looked at the time and would have to be out there in five minutes. So, he quickly dialed YN. When she answered the phone, Harry explained what had just happened, and the couple decided that the media wouldn’t push them to say anything. This was for them to reveal when they wanted to. Harry rushed to the stage as Jeff followed him, “I want you to make sure there are no questions about what is out right now, no family questions in general. Understood?” He said to Jeff sternly.

As not only a husband but now a father it was his duty to protect his unborn child. Jeff nodded and spread the message. Not commenting on this assumption from the press didn’t make it die down. It only brought more media attention to the couple. On the night of the album release, Harry decided to have a private dinner in New York to celebrate his achievement. YN wore a dress that took attention away from her bump, but as the couple approached the restaurant, paparazzi attacked the couple, asking questions, and someone hit YN, making her nearly fall to the ground. “Move back. Get the fuck away from her,” he created a barrier around YN, making sure she was on her feet. “You okay, doll?” “I’m fine. That just scared me.” Harry held her hand, pressing a brief kiss to her hand as they walked through the door. The media only got worse as time went on. He knew that they wouldn’t stop until they had an answer. So, YN thought of a way to announce the tour that Harry couldn’t resist. Harry’s hand hovered over the “share” button on Instagram as he looked at his wife. “You sure?” “Yes, press it, Harry. It’s now or never.” Harry hit the button and shut off his phone. Within ten minutes of the post being out, the couple was trending on Twitter with one simple post.

Laugh On Tour. Coming 2025. +1.

3. not your average gender reveal

YN had just become accustomed to tour life, and she would soon be leaving to prepare to give birth. Harry pampered her throughout the tour, ensuring she had her own dressing room to cater to all her needs. YN was sad to say she would leave the tour, but soon, her baby would be here. Harry took it seriously that he wouldn’t have YN flying for the last two months of her pregnancy. In the four months, YN had been on tour with Harry, fans loved pregnant YN content. She was considered a style icon with her looks not only during their time off but at shows. YN would sometimes be recorded more at his shows than him, as fans would see her on the side of the stage dancing with her pregnant belly. Harry often joked with fans and asked them about his dad's jokes and if he needed to improve them. Fans would boo or cheer, and it became a fun section of the show. “How about that one, honey?” Harry asked YN on the mic, putting her on blast. As the fans turned their attention to YN, her reaction would be what the audience followed with. YN shook her head and threw out a thumbs down. Then, the crowd followed with booing. “I love constructive criticism. I’ll work on a better one. I’m trying to make my baby laugh when they get here. I would rather get booed here than with my baby.” He shot YN a wink and continued to the next song.

The moment between the couple went viral, and people wondered what the child's gender was. As the couple sat in the bath together after a show, YN thought of something that had been in her head for two weeks since fans had been asking about the gender of their child. Harry rubbed on her growing bump and hummed as he felt himself destressing. “Harry, we should do a gender reveal for my last show with you. Well, the last one for my time on tour, what do you think?” “This tour has felt like a special one. I can’t describe it, but it feels more personal than past ones. I think that would be a great idea.” Harry’s team got ready for the big day and decided that the best idea for this last-minute gender reveal would be to do it right before the closing song, “Kiwi.” YN would be joining him on stage for the first time since they’ve been together, which would also be a massive moment for the couple. Harry took a sip of water after finishing up a song, and he couldn’t help but smile at himself, knowing that the crowd was about to go crazy. “Now, I hate to say that we are coming to an end. But we are. Soon, you will be stuck in traffic, and I will be thinking of you all and the laughter we have shared. Before you go, though, I want to invite a special guest. To all you people trying to sneak off, I see you, so sit down. You won't want to miss this. Please welcome my wife, YN Styles, to the stage.”

YN comes from stage left with a big black balloon, making the crowd scream so loud her ears begin to hurt. “Everyone calm down. My baby is sleeping. Shhh.” Harry said to the crowd as he embraced YN. “Many of you don’t know, but, today is my wife’s last show with me.” The crowd began to say “no” collectively, sounding upset she was making a departure. “It will only be a short break, but when she returns, our baby will be here. So, today, we will be celebrating our baby before their arrival. YN, will you give us the honor of sharing the gender of our baby?” Harry said as if it was nothing, and it was at that exact moment all phones in the room were up, ready to capture the iconic moment happening before them. “Wait, before you pop it, let's add some suspense, right?” Harry looked toward the band as they teased the crowd with music. There was anxious screaming across Wembley Stadium. At each sound of the music, you heard and felt the tension. Harry gave YN the cue to pop the balloon, and as she did, pink confetti flew out, causing the crowd to squeal, cry, and shout, saying how they knew it was a girl. The instrumental to Kiwi started. YN and Harry shared a sweet kiss as YN exited the stage. At the show's end, pink fireworks ended the best night of Harry’s career.

4. tour baby

Everything has been perfect for Harry and YN for the past three months. They couldn’t be happier with their baby girl Genevieve, or Vivi as Harry called her. YN left the tour five months ago, and now she had their three-month-old daughter in her hands, staring back at her. Harry decided to go on break during the middle of his tour to spend three months with his family without worrying about it. YN gave birth in December of 2025, and now, in April, Harry would be heading back for tour, and YN would be joining him again. Harry had been so consumed by their bubble that he almost dreaded coming back for a tour. YN would be lying if she said she wouldn’t miss his attention, and his time. It was the sad side of touring that she was familiar with. YN always knew his family was his number one priority. Now, going back on tour, the fact of the matter is that they aren’t his only priority. Naturally, with Harry touring, it could weigh down on him. He became tired easily or just lacked being attentive in other areas. It wasn’t necessarily his fault.

The tour just consumes his life. Harry had promised her that he wouldn’t let that happen this time around. YN was going through postpartum depression, and expressed to Harry her feelings. Harry took that into account and constantly tried to pour love into YN. Sometimes, his sugar honey kisses got her through the day. YN felt wholly supported as she transitioned to becoming a mother. Harry was the perfect spouse during this time; as Harry prepared to return to tour, there had to be many accommodations for Vivi and YN. Harry wanted to ensure they had everything and more that they needed. Harry was nervous about his baby girl coming to tour, he knew the media would wish to have the first look at his child. His only priority was to protect his family. Over the break, Harry and YN had many talks about the transition that would be taking place. Nannies were in place for the rest of the tour, and there was a schedule the couple would try their best to follow.

On the first day back from tour, the crew fell in love with Vivi. Harry made sure to have a long talk with everyone about the boundary with his most precious gift the world gave him, and he made sure to have NDAs signed for anyone who would be working on the tour. If news were to leak about Vi, he doesn’t know how he would react. Truly he would feel betrayed. As Harry was on stage, he saw signs all around the stadium asking about his baby girl. “She’s happy, we’re happy,” Harry said to a fan sign. Towards the middle of the concert, fans across the Camp Nou stadium got a notification while Harry was dancing across the stage, which caused all of them to scream.

Laugh On Tour. Barcelona I. April, 2026.

5. bittersweet first birthday

Vivi was the star of the tour, and as her first birthday approached, she knew this. As she gained consciousness, she joined Harry for soundcheck and even joined him in singing (which was just her screaming). Harry was overjoyed that it seemed like his baby girl was enjoying this side of his life. He had many fears that she would be scared of the loud music, but instead, she embraced it. As Vi got older, YN thought it would be good to start showing her to attend concerts.

Typically, during shows, Vivi would be backstage with a nanny. During Vivi's 6 months on tour, she finally sat in a suite with YN, watching her father perform on stage, and it seemed that she enjoyed it. At nine months old, even though she had protective earphones, YN often caught her hanging on to the songs she once knew in the womb. It looked as if she was relearning them as the months flew by. Now, one day away from her first birthday, Harry and YN both share tears about this bittersweet birthday. Of course, the couple was happy that their child was turning one year old while Harry was on tour, but the tour would end a month after Vi’s birthday, and it felt like an era of all of their lives would be ending. Vi was conceived right before this era of their lives, and Harry had reached heights of his career that he had never reached before. He had to credit this to his wife and child for all attributes.

Harry felt a sense of motivation and drive that he never had before. Vi was the inspiration for everything in his life, and he knew that shortly after this tour ended, he would be working on an album dedicated to his daughter. Watching her grow had caused him to jot down small notes about what he would write about for the next album. Vi was the inspiration of his life. Harry wanted to share his daughter with fans because they patiently waited and never invaded his space in public when they saw his daughter was with him. Harry kept Vi’s identity under wraps, although some articles would pull different things together about what they thought his daughter looked like. Sharing the most private thing in Harry’s life made him anxious; he was exposing Vi to the public eye's scrutiny. Harry knew how difficult it would be to keep her hidden as she grew into a toddler.

As she got older, Vi would attempt to snatch the blankets off that kept her hidden, or she would try to peek out from her stroller as the flashing noises from cameras were on her. Harry knew he wouldn’t show her often, so he wanted the first time to be a special occasion. Once he brought up the idea of singing “Happy Birthday” to her on stage to YN, it was something YN had to agree to. As Harry performed to a crowd of 78,000 people, he knew it was time for his surprise before he took a brief intermission. His fans didn’t necessarily know the date of Vi’s birthday, so this would be something else that was personal to him. “If you all would join me, it’s a very special someone’s first birthday.” The crowd cheered loudly as Harry laughed briefly at the reaction, opening his eyes in shock at the loud cheering. “That’s the best you can do?” He said sarcastically as the crowd screamed louder. “I think we should bring our guest out on stage…what do you say?” As the crowd continued to cheer, it dawned on them that this would be the first look at his daughter. “Don’t scare her too bad; she’s new to show business. Welcome my pride and joy to the stage, Vivi. Come here.” YN sat Vi down and YN instructed her to walk to Harry. Vivi walked out on stage to her father with stumbling legs as if the stage and crowd were second nature to her. As Vi walked into Harry’s opening arms, the crowd loudly aww’ed as Vi laid her head on Harry’s shoulder. “Now, don’t make my baby cry. Let’s have a nice hushed happy birthday to my Vi.” The crowd listened to Harry and joined him in singing to Vivi. Which seemed to surprise her as the crowd said her name to her, “Happy birthday, Vivi,” Harry said, then he pressed a kiss to the side of her head feeling more emotional than he thought he would.

Vi clung to his body as Harry walked off stage to an emotional YN. When the show ended, the crew decided to do something special for Vivi, which had Harry and YN thanking everyone for hours afterward. That night in the hotel, Genevive was sleeping in between the couple after her sugar crash from eating too much cake. Harry and YN watched the online outpour of love and admiration for their baby.

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Harry and YN reacted to different comments, which also led to playful arguments about who she looked more like. YN was happy with her decision that Harry continued to go on tour, creating memories for a lifetime as a family. Everything fell into the right place for the couple, and the timing couldn’t have been more perfect. As weeks passed, Harry was on cloud nine when his tour ended, and he couldn’t wait until the next tour to see how much more involved Vi would be. He thought of including her throughout his next album, too. He just wanted something to capture her at this age, his personal time capsule. His family slept upstairs in their London home, and before he joined his wife for bed, he posted one last picture to conclude the end of this era.

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. This is goodbye for now, but not forever. I love you always. - H & V