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Hey Jealousy

Pairing: EddieXReader

Request: May i request Construction Worker Eddie x Hairstylist Reader? Established relationship Jealous Eddie he comes into his fiancé’s hair salon during his lunch flowers & coffee in hand🥹🤍 the customer in her chair is flirting with her , she is paying him no mind just keeps on cutting his hair laughing but not flirting, once they get home for the day a little bit of ANGST , but reader knows how to make sure Eddie knows she only wants him que in the SMUT🥰😩

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Eddie pulled open the door to the hair salon, walking in with a big grin. He'd come to surprise you at work on his lunch. He knew how much you loved to see him in his gear, his hard hat had been used in the bedroom on more than one occassion. He had stopped at the florist and grabbed a bouquet of daisies, your favorite, and then popped into the coffee shop next door for your afternoon pick me up latte that he knew you always required.

He saw you working on a customer, some guy in your chair. He looked maybe a couple years older than you, blonde and buff in a fitted tee and cargo pants. Eddie watched as he said something and you laughed, one of his favorite sounds in the world, but the sound of it coming from you because of that guy caused something ugly to twist up inside of him.

"Man, I am serious. If you're down here cutting my hair, then who's running heaven?"

You smiled, shaking your head, and just continued to cut, not responding. Eddie's grip on your coffee cup tightened, causing hot liquid to splash over. He jumped, cursing, when his burned the skin of his hand.

You glanced up, catching sight of him in the mirror, and beamed, spinning around. Your eyes took in the floors and then the smushed coffee cup and you tilted your head, looking concerned and a bit confused.

"Hey baby...you okay?" you asked sweetly.

"Fine. I was on my lunch and thought I would surprise you." He held up his gifts, his tone sharp and annoyed.

"That's so sweet," you replied uncertainly, clearly put off by the obvious difference between his words and his body language. "You know I love when I get to see you in the middle of the day."

"Yeah, looks like it. I'll just set these here." He hurriedly placed them on your counter, shooting a glare to the guy sitting in your chair for good measure, satisfied when he recoiled slightly. Good. Let him think twice before he hit on Eddie's girl again. "I'll see you at home."

"Eddie, wait...what..."

But he turned and went out the door, the sound of the bell tinkling overhead.

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You walked in the door after work, annoyed and ready for a fight. Eddie had ruined the rest of your day with his behavior. He was clearly pissed and you had no idea what the hell you had done to make him so.

He laid on the couch, beer in his hand, watching some rock documentary on MTV. You tossed your purse on the coffee table and sat down in the chair in the corner to remove your shoes, feet killing you after an eight hour shift of standing. Eddie didn't even acknowledge your presence, no usual kiss and hello, no sweeping you up in his arms and telling you how much he missed you and that upset you more than anything.

"Okay, what exactly did I do to get you all pissed off at me?" you demanded. "Because I have been wracking my brain but I can't come up with one damn thing I could have done in the whole two minutes you were in the shop."

Eddie did an overly dramatic, unkind imitation of you laughing, tossing his head back and holding his chest, "Oh, you think I'm an angel fallen from heaven? Oh, that's so sweet. Oh, I'm just going to melt right now."

Your eyes narrowed, "Are you fucking serious? I didn't say any of those damn things. I didn't even respond to him, Eddie."

"You may as well have with your laughing and smiling."

"Get bent! I have a job, a job that depends on tips and customers returning because they're happy with my work. What did you want me to do?"

"Throw him out of your chair! You have a boyfriend or did you forget that?"

"I didn't forget anything but I am not throwing a customer out of my chair because they were a bit flirty. After you left, he was silent. I finished his cut, he paid, and he left. I never gave him any indication that I was interested. I would never and you should damn well know that. I can't believe you don't trust me, Eddie."

"I never said I didn't trust you," he grumbled. "Look, I know it's stupid. I know you wouldn't do that but I hate when other guys flirt with you. Hell, I hate when they so much as look at you. You're mine. I just don't want you deciding that maybe you'd be better off with one of them."

"Baby..." You dropped to the floor, sliding on your knees over to the couch, sitting in front of him. Your fingers ran through his hair, playing with the ends. "That is never going to happen because you're the only one I want. I am yours, only yours, always. And you're mine."

You rose onto your knees, pressing your lips against his, your tongue slipping along his bottom lip, teasing until he parted his lips, his tongue finding yours, curling around it. HIs hand gripped the back of your head, crushing your mouths against each other as your hand slid under his shirt, fingers playing with the hair just above the button of his jeans and he groaned, low and slow, into the kiss.

"You are the only man I ever want," you whispered against his lips, unbutton and then unzipping his pants. "You are everything I want." You grabbed onto them, Eddie helping by lifting his hips and then using his feet to shove them down his legs and off, pooling on the floor. "Let me show you how much I want you."

You climb onto the couch, settling between his legs, his eyes watching you intently, dark with desire. Gripping his length in your hand, you stroke him softly, watching as his mouth drops open, listening to the soft growl that comes from back in his throat, feeling him against your hand, soft yet rigid.

"Fuck baby," Eddie hisses, hips rising up off the couch, needy for more.

"You should know by now how much I want you, Eddie," you muse, dropping to your stomach, your hand continuing to move over him ay just the tip of your tongue slides along the underside of his cock and it twitches in response. "I guess I just have to keep reminding you."

"Yeah, princess, remind me," he demands, crying out as you lick his full length again.

This time, when you reach the head, you wrap your lips around it, just the head, sucking it in, swirling your tongue over it, tasting the salty precum that collected there. You suck a little harder as your hand continues to slip along the length and Eddie's hand tangles roughly in your hair. He pushes on your head, trying to get you to take all of him but you hold back.

"Shit...oh shit...princess, come on."

You release the head of dick with a loud pop, your hand stilling, a devilish smile on your face as you look up at your boyfriend, desperate and needy for your mouth. It is such a fucking high when you get him like this, willing to beg for you. He releases a sound of frustration.

"Oh, if you don't use your words Eddie, how am I supposed to know what you want?" you tease, flicking the tip with your tongue and his hand in your hair balls into a fist, tugging it from the scalp, sending shivers of pleasure straight to your core.

"Take all of it, sweetheart," he growled. "Come on. Take all of my cock. I know you can."

"Now, that's my good boy," you praised and then you swallowed him whole, humming with delight when he bellowed, back arching, hips raising. You pressed your hands against him, pushing him back down.

"Yes baby, that's it...so good...goddamn..." Eddie gasped, hips rolling against your mouth, fucking it, the tip of him scratching the back of your throat each time. "Love that pretty little mouth...takes me so good...Jesus Christ..."

Replacing your mouth with your hand, you continued pumping his length, tongue slipping along the underside of him to lick at his balls, teasing. When you took one of them between your lips, sucking and rolling it, the sound Eddie made was animalistic, a sound you weren't sure you could describe if you wanted to.

"Don't stop baby, just like that...fuck...sweetheart...fuck me..."

You moved to the other one, lavishing it with attention, keeping a firm grip on him, feeling his balls tighten as his orgasm built up. It wouldn't be long now. Your tongue ran over the sides of his cock, your hand cradling his balls, continuing to stimulate them, as you took him back in your mouth. You worked your mouth over him, once, twice, three times and then his hand was gripping your hair so hard that your scalp was stinging and he was shooting ribbons of release down your throat as he cried your name over and over.

"Jesus...shit...fuck..." he muttered, collapsing back on the couch, that beautiful mane plastered to his sweaty face.

You sat back, swallowing, swiping the side of your mouth with your finger to gather what had spilled out, satisfied with yourself for making him lose all control. It was so empowering to know you could make him come completely undone for you. Eddie propped himself up on his elbows, staring at you and then he was on you, ripping off your clothes and tossing them every which way.

His hands gripped your knees, pressing them apart. One hand grabbed onto the arm of the couch, the other gripping his length, pumping it a couple times to get himself ready once again. He placed the tip at your entrance, slipping it through your wetness, through your folds, running it over your clit teasingly.

"You want this cock, baby?" he whispered, dipping his head, nose brushing over yours.

"Yes..."

"You only want this cock, don't you?"

"Yes, only yours," you breathed, your fingers running over his back, craving the feel of him filling you, stretching you.

"That's right. My cock is the only one that will ever fill this pussy," he demanded as he slid inside of you, pressing until he filled you to the hilt, holding himself still, closing his eyes and just relishing the feel of your warm wetness surrounding him. "And this pussy is mine."

He pulled back until only just the tip was left, leaving you feeling empty but then he slammed back into you with force, your skin slapping together loudly, echoing throughout the room. You gasped, nails raking over his skin as he did it again and again, forceful thrusts that were meant to remind you exactly who you belonged to.

Eddie's hand ran over your calf, bringing your leg up, his lips pressing over the skin of her leg and ankle before pressing it back by your ear, allowing him to press even deeper within you. You saw stars when his cock hit that delicious little spot that had you screaming his name. His other hand came to your breast, kneading and pinching and twisting, leaving you a whimpering mess beneath him.

"Who do you belong to, baby?" he hissed, hips rolling over yours, teeth nipping at your bottom lip.

"You...only you...fuck..."

"Only me, always me, forever," Eddie confirmed, hand slipping from your breast and between your bodies to tease at your clit, pinching, flicking, circling, rubbing as you gasped, panted, chest heaving, eyes rolling.

"Only you...all I want...fuuuuck....you're all I want...."

You were losing all control. You were a pressure cooker that was about to explode, sending remnants everywhere. You couldn't stop it if you wanted to and fuck, you definitely didn't want to. Your back arched, nails digging into his back and raking down, as you screamed long and loud, your orgasm exploding from within you.

"Fuck yes, princess. You're so damn beautiful when you lose control," he grunted, rutting deeply within you, chasing his own release. "Jesus H. Christ...I'm gonna baby, I'm....shiiiiiiit!"

Eddie's body rocked over top of you, muscles quivering under your fingers as he filled you once again. He stilled, head dropping and then collapsed on top of you, pressing gentle kisses to every single inch of your face.

"Fucking shit...that was so damn good..." he groaned.

"Yeah," you gasped, cradling his head against your chest. "So, did I do a good job of reminding you? Are we done acting like a big old baby? Do we know that it doesn't matter if other men flirt with me because you're the only one I want?"

"Yes." He lifted his head, smiling sheepishly at you. "But you know, I might still need reminding sometimes. My memory isn't always the best."

"Oh yeah?" you laughed, hands coming to his cheeks, gazing down lovingly at this man who drove you crazy in more ways than one.

"Yeah, definitely. Lots of reminders would be appreciated," he grinned, pressing his lips to yours.

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Originally wrote this for an ask but it REALLY strayed from the prompt (rip) and I also I feel like I actually did Dazai SO dirty here but idk.

But anyway I'm uploading another depressed Dazai/reader fic because HELLLLLL YEAAAAAAAHHHHHHH

Also this shit is like 2000 words so it's one of my longer fics on this account ig.

In the morning Dazai always liked to lie around in his bed - to languish in the filth that was his apartment just for a moment, to let his mind sit trapped in the cage that was his body. He would wait until the sunlight would get too bright, the light peeking past a certain spot in the curtains and begin to burn his exposed skin.

That was when he felt that he would get the ability to truly wake up, even if all he did was just the bare minimum that morning. Today all he could manage was to brush his teeth and tousle his oily hair around as he stared at his own reflection through his dirty mirror - he was still in his clothes from yesterday, which wasn't noticeable with a little bit of perfume.

A part of him hated himself for it, always had. It was disgusting to walk around like this, to live like this.

But this was just how Dazai always was.

He could only hope that you wouldn't judge him too harshly when you came to pick him up for work that morning. It felt like pulling nails out of his skin as he stood in his bathroom, thinking about every flaw you could see and possibly hate him for.

His skin was looking dull, with razor bumps along the bottom of his jaw that wouldn't go away no matter what he did, even though he hadn't shaved that morning. He had a small 5 o' clock shadow that he knew would get worse throughout the day - maybe if he kissed you like he did in his dreams, you would feel disgusted by how rough it would feel against your own skin.

The one thing he loved and hated about you was that he could never predict how you would react to something. And this morning it drove him especially insane as he waited to hear your knock on the door.

Had he not promised you breakfast he would have gone for something to cool his nerves. The best he could do for now as he walked into the kitchen was a glass of water, although his half empty bottle of whiskey was glaring down at him like an angry child.

Still slugish, he waited. He knew traffic would be light today, so you should be there soon. Lazily he watched his clock on the wall, not even bothering to watch the time.

5:45 AM. You knocked.

Lazily, Dazai approached the door. He tried to keep himself relaxed, although a part of himself wanted to scream and jump as his eyes took in your figure from behind the door. The light from behind the door was bright, and his dark eyes wanted to squint, to cower away.

Giving you that impression made Dazai feel like he was pulling his own teeth out.

“Y/n. Good morning.”

“Doesn't really seem like a good morning for you, now does it?”

Dazai blinked at you.

“Sorry?“

He looked down as you pressed something towards his chest. It took him a moment to process that it was a gift bag, for what occassion he couldn't quite recall. He looked right back up at you, trying to get an answer from you with a strained smile. You only responded with a smirk.

”Open it?“

”I was planning on that. But for what reason?“

He shifted through the contents a bit, trying to pull back the wrapping paper as little as possible so he could tell what the gift was without forcing you to see his disappointment.

In his current state he couldn't even bring himself to feign joy at a present he at least knew wouldn't have any sort of use or meaning to him.

To most people he wouldn't care about it, but to you, a frown on your face caused by his actions would bring something akin to a sort of sadness to him. A creeping crawling sadness that would never leave him, forcing him to remember that expression to his grave.

He didn't want to hurt you, not even in a moment this small. You felt big and important.

“Oh. Didn't you get my message?”

Your tone had changed - it was wet, despite the smile you wore on your face.

Dazai wanted to lie and make that tone disappear, but he felt compelled to tell the truth for once in his life. He pulled the bag closer to his chest, keeping him grounded in some way.

“I'm sorry Y/n, but it's not my birthday. Or am I forgetting something?“

You shook your head, stepping closer into Dazai's space.

”No, I know that it's not your birthday today. Did you read my message?“

Looking between your eyes, he tried to give the impression he was making eye contact - the last thing he wanted to do right now. Right now he wanted to curl up and let the crawl underneath his skin consume him, but all he could do was smile as he tried to form an honest response to your question.

”Well um. My phone was dead last night, so I didn't really check any messages.“

Not a lie. But it was flimsy, given the importance.

He dared looked down to your eyes, which were gentle in the moment - not even giving him the glare he usually would get in these sorts of moments.

It was mystifying to him to feel your hand on his arm and feel you brush past him, walking into his disgusting apartment. He couldn't even react as you stepped inside, past shoes thrown about the entrance and past the old takeout containers that stayed rotting on his floor for months on end.

You looked back at him as you found the best thing to sit on inside of his apartment - an old torn up bar stool that he had stolen some years ago. There was a story behind it, but Dazai was more concerned over the fact that you could see the stacks of papers strewn across the small kitchen counter, or the half empty beer bottles or the unwashed landry that laid around on his floor.

All of it was visible from that stool, and he knew your eyes were drinking in every single part of it.

All of his disgusting human nature that he hid behind closed doors.

“Y/n.”

Dazai conceded, closing his front door and standing there like a child scolded by his mother.

“What was the message you sent last night?”

He wanted to push for more, and beg if it was important or not - what the gift in his hands was really meant to be. A part of him wanted to scream at you and kick you out of his apartment as if he were a scorned wild animal - but he shoved that anger down deep into the closet of his mind.

You looked at him, your face completely serene. Despite the powerplay you had taken, a part of you was still visibly nervous, your hands picking at old crust embedded onto his countertop.

“I asked you if you wanted to go out with me.“

A piece of the crust came off, flicking itself somewhere off onto his dirty floor.

”Like. On a date. A romantic one.“

You glanced up at him, brave enough to meet his eyes. There was embarrassment and shame in your own now, but you held steady in your position.

”Is that what the gift was? You got me chocolates?“

Slowly you nodded, your hair glowing despite the lowlight of his apartment. Dazai clutched the bag to his chest, feeling the box inside crumple slightly due to his mishandling.

”Y/n, I'm uh.“

Dazai's mouth felt dry as he tried to find a way to word his apology. There was a pain that wouldn't go away, cold and unwavering in on his skin - and he knew it was all in his head as he looked right at your face, one that desperately tried to hide your disappointment.

”I know you don't love me, so why all of this? This isn't right.“

A moment of silence. Sitting there, you blinked. Letting his words simmer in your silence.

”How do you know that?“

”Well, don't you like Kunikida? You know, Mr.Right?“

You snorted, finally breaking your gaze away from Dazai's nose.

”Just because you know everything Dazai doesn't mean you know me. Kunikida is great, but we would never work like that. You should know that, Mr. Genius.“

The brunette couldn't help but snort, a part of him relieved.

”I like you. That's why I asked you out.“

”That's still stupid.“

Dazai finally felt more comfortable in his own skin again, enough to let himself lean against the wall, still clutching the bag of chocolates to his chest as if it were a lifeline.

”My feelings are stupid?“

You were trying to not sound hurt.

”No, no. Liking me is stupid. I won't live long Y/n. Why would you ever want to like me. Want to date me?”

You shook your head, as if shaking off the words he just said.

“I don't believe that. You aren't stupid and you've lived this long, so I want to see you live longer.”

The barstool screeched as you moved to stand up, moving closer to Dazai as you tried to articulate your words, fidgeting with your hands as you did so. It was like writing that text all over again but now you could see his face in real time, which terrified you even more.

“I don't want to like you, I didn't even choose that - you just are likable. Dazai, you are a good person even if you don't think you are.”

Dazai furrowed his brows and looked away from you, trying to pretend that the words you said were a lie.

“Sorry if you don't like me back the same way, um.”

You fiddled with nothing, waiting for his reaction. He was blocking the doorway, and his silence was intimidating when compared with his stare.

“Y/n, you really think I'm a good person?”

Dazai stepped closer, leaving only just the right amount of space between the two of you to where you could begin to see the finer details on his tan skin.

Carefully, you nodded, knowing that in this distance you could easily headbutt the poor man if you weren't careful.

“Even if I told you about the things I did, you would still think I'm a good person?”

Again, you slowly nodded, a smile breaking your face apart as if what he said was a joke. He killed people, and you thought it was a joke?

“Do you know the things that I've done?”

You stared at him for a moment.

“Are you actually gonna be brave enough to tell me?”

There was a hand on his arm, warm and grounding. He looked at your smiling eyes, warm and inviting. It was as if he was standing in the sun, cold and shivering.

“I don't know. But Y/n, I've done terrible things before. Nothing you would have seen at the agency. There's a reason I deserve to die-”

“No one should die.”

You cut him off, your grip tighter, shaking him as if trying to shake away the cold feeling underneath his skin. To bring your warmth into his bones.

“Dazai, I'm not leaving until you give me an answer. Please.”

His throat was dry as he swallowed nothing.

“I do like you. But don't you deserve better?”

“I am as bad as you are.“

Shaking his head, Dazai put his hand on your shoulder, shaking you slightly.

“No you aren't, seriously you don't know what you're talking about Y/n.”

“If you're a bad man Dazai, then so am I. You aren't changing my feelings just because you regret things you've done.”

The two of you were close, almost sweating from the warmth of his apartment retained from the summer heat, combined with your combined body heat. It reminded you that you had personal space, although looking at Dazai you wanted to keep him close, to shake whatever was wrong with him out of his head and try and just hold him close.

It was an impossible thought, not realistic but it was something nice to think about. “All we're doing is talking in circles right now. Dazai.”

”I can keep going.“

”It's infuriating.“

”Then why do you like it?“

”Cause you're you. And you like me too.”

Dazai tried to hide his face despite how close the two of you were. It was futile, as you could still see the nervous smile on his face.

“That's semantics, actually.”

“No, you did say it. So.“

”So?“

A shrug. There was a smile on your face despite how nonchalant you tried to act, as if this was something that happened to you every day.

”We're going to go on a date. After you shower.“

Dazai blinked, his hand nervously clutching your sleeve. He didn't even realize he was still holding onto your shoulder as he fiddled with the soft fabric.

”Today?“

You nodded, your smile becoming mischevious.

“You could have had more time to prepare if you read my message, but now we're here instead. Don't worry, I'll wait for you.”

Taking a step back from the little world the two of you had made, you took in all of Dazai for a second - clothes from yesterday, his dischevled clothes and his tired looking eyes. You held his hands in you hands as you moved to take the bag of choclates from his as you moved to put it somewhere safe from his mess of a home.

Dazai watched you, still processing the scene before him.

”Where do you want to go have a date at?“

”We'll figure it out. First, go shower.“

Dazai snorted, the closest he had to a real laugh in a while.

Yeah this is a stupid classic "oh they get together confession thing" but i wanted to idk write another dazai depression fic. i strayed too far from the prompt ig. sorry !!!

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Aura Blackquill fascinates me as a specimen. Much of that is tied to her initial introduction in Case 5-4 - specifically, how Athena reacted to her.

We've had our fair share of blowhards and hagglers that got under Athena's skin. She's complained a lot, got backed into a corner, even brought into an emotional shut-down on two occassions. Her reaction to Aura is unique, however.

She's quiet for a good chunk of the conversation, tucked away in her sad pose until Aura goes on her monologue about how she doesn't trust emotionally-motivated humans to run the courts. That causes Athena to pipe up a little, though she's not quite angry - Widget is still in it's "Sad" mode from earlier and only switches to "Angry" after Aura compares her to an animal (Athena isn't fond of that).

This doesn't hit me as a reaction Athena would have to any old cold-hearted cynic. She's seems genuinely hurt that Aura of all people is saying these things. When Phoenix tells her to get a hold of herself when she gets genuinely angry and wants to punch Aura, it doesn't carry the same comedic vibe that her doing the same with Gaspen or L'belle did; it's not righteous anger at a garden-variety scumbag. This is Athena hearing someone vilify everything she knows, is, and cares about in spite of whatever image she held of that person prior to this engagement. It's not like Simon either, who still held good intentions and Athena especially in high-regard. Aura's loathing is the real deal and it hurts Athena to witness.

So let's go over some connections and theming, shall we? Athena will stick around as our reference point but the focus from here-on will be discussing Aura and how her history and contrast to one or the other Cykes paint a picture of who she is, why that person would be uniquely equipped to push Athena's buttons and eventually force her to confront the even that changed both of them.

In order, we'll be discussing:

Aura Blackquill's relationship with the Cykes

How both of them treat Metis' creations

CLONCO and how it could act as a proxy for Athena

A small detour to discuss Aura's relation to Simon

(I'll be using it/its pronouns for PONCO and CLONCO)

Auf gehts!

Aura Blackquill & the Cykes

So who is Aura? At face-value, she's a robotics expert working for GYAXA. Her contributions are largely in the automated machines she has designed and built for the Space Centre, alongside her partner Metis Cykes (mother of Athena Cykes), an arrangement she was quite content with.

Aura is known to have collaberated with Metis on projects based around Athena's hearing, PONCO and CLONCO in particular. Her proximity to and implied relationship with Metis puts her in a uniquely knowledgeable position regarding the inventions made to improve Athena's life. Granted she handled the hardware side of things while Metis carried the psychological/software end, but they were still both building emotional robots based on and for an emotionally unique child.

We don't know much, or anyhting explicitly, about Aura and Athena's relationship prior to UR-1 and any information we can glean from current-day interactions are heavily coloured by Aura's suspicion and intense hatred. We could assume that Athena's condition (and the consequences of that on her social development) made her a difficult child to work with. Aura's grievences here would be an exaggeration of the problems she had with someone so high-maintanence. Athena's most relevant flaw, in Aura's eyes, is revealed in what she says here:

It's well-established that Athena did not believe Metis loved her when she was a child. Aura was the one working the closest with Metis to create the gifts that would help Athena, and yet? She still hated her mother. We know Aura finds human irrationality loathsome today; the idea that Athena could still despise Metis, even though she works so hard to help her daughter, goes against both Aura's values and the labour of someone she deeply cares about. Although this might also be in lack of consideration for Athena's unique emotional situation - this will be relevant when we come back to CLONCO so I'll cover that when we get there.

For now, we know that Aura was enough of a different person to willingly help Metis with projects that aided someone else; someone she saw as selfish and ignorant of her mother's efforts. Said projects were also research into psychology, as well as to provide emotionally intelligent companions to space-travellers. While I'm sure Aura enjoyed the prospect of building rational machines to stem emotional instability in human astronauts, she was still heavily involved in creations that tie strongly to emotionalism.

Her tirade denouncing that idea in favour of rational thought is a cut against Metis' work and what Athena had been surrounded with and chose to study with vigour. Notably - despite hating her mother - Athena felt as though Metis supported her pursuit of psychology from beyond the grave.

In short, Aura's rational mindset has gone so far as to vilify a strong passion that both Cykes held. Largely due to how her point of contact with the subject was making things for a strange, ungrateful little girl who seemd to have repaid them by killing her own mother.

The Robots: Athena's Affection & Aura's Abuse

I feel that both characters attitude towards the GYAXA robots visually represent the way they see and respect human emotion - a subject that both the Cykes intimately studied and that Aura appears to loathe in the present - when it's applied to something that has zero moral or social consequences for treating in any way (ie PONCO and CLONCO are effectively "Who You Are in the Dark" tests for these two).

Athena clearly loves the robots. PONCO especially with how she greeted it like we would a family pet while she was investigating with Phoenix:

As a child, Athena humanised the robots to a degree even she thought was excessive; most obviously by wrapping them in bandages and writing "get well soon!" messages on them:

Aura has no such respect for CLONCO. She hits it, leans on it like a prop, tinkers with its insides while it's still running, even strangling it at one point. She goes from altering its mind to full-on overriding CLONCO's control of its body for herself. She does have reasons for why this is fine; CLONCO is an unfeeling machine and its body is just a proxy for its actual "brain" that's running remotely somewhere in the Space Centre. That said it's not hard to see that her abuse is related to her anger - both the underlying grief for Metis and more explicit rage when kicking Phoenix and Trucy out of the lab.

Both of these robots are walking remnants of Metis' research, which has already been discussed. Even if Athena hated her mother, she was fascinated by Metis' work and inhereted a passion for psychology from her and the environment she created in the Space Centre. Understanding people's emotions with enough accuracy to mirror them yourself is a core trait of both her and the robots. Aura, on the other hand, has love for Metis but not the subject of human emotion that both Athena and the robots are intrinsicly tied to. Beyond that, she's acting irreverantly to an object that gave Athena fond memories of the days before UR-1. To Athena, these were the only positive connections she had besides Juniper and Simon. To Aura, they were just another inanimate creation and later something to take her grief-driven anger out on despite their connection to Metis.

CLONCO as a Young Athena Proxy

CLONCO already acts as an effective tool to show how Aura antagonises the things that make Athena, Athena; her dismissiveness of emotion, the mistreatment of Metis' research, the vitriol for what brings Athena joy in the past and present. An argument can be made that CLONCO also represents another angle to Aura's hatred; that of the young Athena Cykes she once knew in the past.

Let's take a quick look at CLONCO a moment:

It's almost identical to PONCO in that it's a robot built to understand and "feel" human emotions (to a dubious extent). Immediately though, we see that CLONCO unstable and uncanny compared to PONCO. It doesn't display the same emotional range as its counterpart - in fact, it largely remains in its "Neutral" state except for when Aura attacks and tinkers with it. There, it displays "Sad" and "Shocked" emotions that imply to be simulating discomfort and pain from what she does to it ("Sad" can also mean "Fearful" based on what we know of Widget's representation of emotions).

CLONCO's instability visibly affects its ability to emote and communicate with others. Both it and PONCO have childish personalities. This could act as a stand-in for Athena Cykes - at least, how Aura seems to see Athena Cykes.

Aura Blackquill sees Athena as an emotionally unstable child. It's not without precident; Athena was poorly socialised and likely couldn't process her hyper-empathy quite as deftly as today. People's emotions were the cause of most of her pain as a child due to her enhanced hearing. Her mother's inability to communicate effectively to her when giving her headphones that seemed to just hurt her definitely didn't help. Young Athena Cykes had plenty of issues that point to an emotionally unstable upbringing and she might have been in a bad state for longer than UR-1 (Widget having an 'emotionless' setting despite being made prior to that event speaks volumes).

Remember when I mentioned that Aura's annoyances with young Athena were not fully considerate of her situation? With CLONCO being an "emotionally" unstable, child-like entity that Aura seems to be fully responsible for, I believe that her abusive attitude towards it reflects how much she's come to loathe the image of Athena Cykes she has built in her head after years of dealing with intense grief and suspicion. CLONCO never acts maliciously of course but given that it's a creation of Metis Cykes that bears at least some resemblance to the person Aura believes is responsible for her murder, her violence towards it could have a deeper layer than CLONCO just being a convenient target for her wrath.

In short, Athena has witnessed someone she knew who cared about her mother very much do the following:

Mistreat the very inventions she (Aura) and Metis made together

Attack an object that brought Athena great joy as a child

Talk mad shit about Athena and Metis' main field(s) of study

Call Athena stupid for valuing emotions above rational thought

Smack what may be a stand-in for an emotionally stunted child

And all of the above with a tone of voice likely seeped in wrath towards her and grief for Metis.

Aura's antagonism towards Athena is what ultimately pushes the latter further in her character arc; that Aura hates the fact Athena managed to avoid the consequences of UR-1 is what drives her to push the issue, force Athena and her circle into a situation where they must confront this awful event head-on. For this, Aura needs to be someone who can and wants to push Athena's buttons in a way few (if any) others can, and that is achieved by establishing an intense loathing for everything that represents Athena as a person in just one scene. Later scenes with Aura further expand on this and it is a ride to watch unfold.

Brief Detour: Blackquill & Blackquill

Real quick, I wanted to highlight how Aura relates to her brother Simon. Both have traits and views on UR-1 that stand in stark contrast of one another and take actions that clashes with the other.

Let's start with their modes of thinking. Simon, as a psychologist, views the UR-1 incident within that framework. To him it isn't concievable that Athena Cykes would murder her own mother despite lacking concrete evidence against it. This and his reasonable assumption that the phantom could have swung by for the psyche profile (an event he planned in advance against by hiding it with Taka) were enough to motivate his taking of the blame. Even when no evidence had surfaced of the true series of events, Simon stuck with this until push comes to shove and he has no choice but to confirm that Athena is a very likely suspect (note that he never explicitly says that she did it even then!). Aura by contrast is a mechanical engineer. She uses deductive reasoning and verifiable evidence to piece things together. At face-value, looking at the events of UR-1 with that lens points to Athena being the one responsible. While her biases against Athena - emboldened by this percieved crime - had caused her to irrationally tunnel onto this conclusion, the fact that she's a rationally-minded scientist had caused her to assume that she was still being completely reasonable.

There's also Simon's self-sacrificing nature versus Aura's vengful tendancies. Protection versus persecution. One Blackquill literally gives up his own life to ensure that injustice doesn't pass to someone he cares about, while the other dedicates their life to enact justice on the one she believes is responsible. Part of that is making sure UR-1's ruling does not harm her brother of course, though as she says in the conversation that has taken up much of this essay:

Revenge is unavoidably a part of her motivation, contrasted with Simon who would rather sacrifice himself over anyone else.

It explains their conflict quite well; Aura is frustrated that Simon is taking what she sees as a very illogical, self-desctructive path to protect someone who doesn't deserve saving. Simon meanwhile disuades her from helping him escape, knowing that she would make damn sure Athena would get what she thinks she deserves. Interestingly this is where Aura and Athena's motivations line up the most. Both want Simon to be free and the latter comes to accept that freeing him means coming to terms with a terrible truth.

Both Aura and Athena take steps towards a conclusion that will ultimately harm Athena, the former already accepting the ugly truth and the latter so repressed the realisation can't take root until the matter is forced out. If anything, Simon is keeping both characters from dealing with this idea and would have completely removed himself from their lives, causing even greater loss for them.

Post-Essay Ramblings

Aura is a character I could chew on all day. Part of that is because she knocked it out of the park for me right off the bat with her initial introduction and Athena's reaction to it.

We have a character who's lesson is to embrace your emotions, to find those you can trust and give space to process the mental storm. As part of her arc, she has a connected character who beats the crap out of a product of emotion to push her to confront that storm by force. It genuinely makes me sad that this is the only time Athena and Aura interact in the entire game.

No, I'm serious, this scene is the only time these two ever talk to one another. These two, who have a fraught history and a setup for a tense dynamic while having the same motivation of saving Simon Blackquill, only interact once. I can begrudgingly see why in the sense that Aura wouldn't go out of her way to make chit-chat with the girl who killed Metis Cykes, though there are still things you could do with that idea in mind. Personally I'd have killed to see Athena's reaction to Aura finally accepting that she didn't kill her mother, especially when their first interaction had set up a great deal of conflict.

Athena was in the room when Simon apologised to Aura, maybe the two could have had a word there? Perhaps it would have cluttered between Apollo's resolution and Simon's apology. I don't know. I'm just sad we didn't get a follow-up on their first interaction.

Yeah, that's all I got. It's been a long post so to quote Aura herself:

Just don't spill it on the Kerfus.

[danganronpa-headcanons-imagines]

Danganronpa Love Languages (DR1)

[ DR THH | SDR2 | DR V3 ]

Makoto Naegi - Gift Giving

Makoto kinda struggles with self confidence in relationships. He's always seen himself as plain and unremarkable so he often ponders what he really offers in your relationship. He's just kinda your basic boyfriend type in his eyes. On the other hand, you are so gorgeous and funny and talented and etc etc etc. Doing regular romantic gestures is great to him of course, and he does them all the time. But Makoto loves to specifically get you gifts that fit you perfectly. No matter the occassion he is always ready with a gift that will absolutely blow your mind. It's odd, it's almost like he has a chart of everything you like and dislike. Either way you are super grateful everytime and he earns a passionate kiss

Aoi Asahina - Quality Time

Aoi is a love bug and doesn't hesitate to show that. It doesn't matter if you guys are in public or not she is gonna fawn over you. Your hand will basically never be empty when you're together. The thing she looks forward to everyday is spending time with you doing anything and everything together. Donut dates, beach visits, rock climbing, watching movies, it's all great. She especially adores swimming with you! It's already her favorite activity, adding you into the mix is just the cherry on top. At the start Aoi loves to get competitive and hyperactive, racing and playing games. But near the end she loves to just float next to you calmly

Byakuya Togami - Gift Giving

Bruh we know Byakuya is a hardass, and unfortunately that doesn't change in a relationship. He'll still be hard on you and kind of a prick, but to be honest you signed up for this. Despite how combative he can be, sometimes he'll drop his barriers and get more gentle and kinder with you. Starting to compliment and talk more affectionately, holding hands, stuff like that. PDA is still up for debate between you two, but on dates he's more open to it. One thing that does stay consistant no matter his mood is him getting you stuff. Byakuya has got the money, and likes to flaunt it. But he doesn't spend his money on just anyone, you have been deemed worthy of both his love and fortune. Half of the time it's just basic expensive things like jewelry and cars. But the other half is actually really well thought out presents that shock you at how much they fit you. Occasionally you'll even recognize an item you talked about months ago

Celestia Ludenberg - Gift Giving

This woman loves and dreams of living the good life, and for her partner she feels the same. In her eyes you deserve just as good of a life and the honor of ruling with her. Being a world class gambler, Celestia is not a stranger to gaining money and prized possessions. A lot of the money she wins from the betting tables she uses on your relationship. She likes to buy you the highest quality items on the market and take you on extravagent dates to wineries and restaurants. Nothing but the best milk tea and cakes for you. When it comes to betting items and possessions, Celestia gets more strategic. If nothing being offered interests her personally, she thinks about what would interest you instead and aims to win that. It's usually not things you've specifically asked for, but she knows you too well. So in the end you love them and get a lot of use out of them, so win win! Just make sure to give her nice gifts in return

Chihiro Fujisaki - Acts of Service

Chihiro is a ball of anxiety and no self esteem. He has a lot of identity issues and feels bad making you deal with that. He never intends to make it your problem but it gets hard dealing with a lot of troubles alone. Everytime you sit and listen to his problems he is so eternally grateful. In return he knows he can confidently help you with technology in any way you need. Chihiro can fix your tech, help you code, make new programs/apps to help you with certain tasks, whatever you desire. Even if it's something insignificant like a way to keep track of your screen time across devices, he'll find a way to make it easy. You should never feel embarrassed asking him for help, he is always happy to do so. Sometimes when you boot up your computer you'll even see Chihiro added something cute to your desktop like pixel chibis of you two holding hands, or just a sweet message

Hifumi Yamada - Words of Affirmation

Hifumi is odd with relationships. Being used to 2D girls he isn't familiar with real life interactions and romance. There aren't dialogue options and dating requirements in reality. So with you it was definitely foreign. You honestly had to teach him how to be... well, normal is an accurate word. Once he managed to become a bit more sane and grounded, Hifumi is actually capable of having engaging conversations with you. Debating about your favorite anime and manga is a favorite of his (he can get suuuuper heated). He also is just more open with his affection. He will constantly compliment you in his own unique way, and compare you to a lot of his 2D crushes. Sometimes he'll just straight up worship you for a day. Just roll with it and realise this is how he expresses his love

Junko Enoshima - Quality Time

Let's be real, no one thought Junko would ever love anything other than despair. She thought so too! But something about you was... different. You intrigued her in multiple ways, you weren't dull like Mukuro or wishywashy like Mikan. You were independent and intentionally toed the line of Hope and Despair, making Junko want to desperately drag you under. Now it couldn't really be classified as "Love" in a traditional sense. It was less of a romantic relationship and more of a ruler and concubine. She more enjoyed playing with you. But despite this she holds you in higher regard than anyone else, even more than her sister or Monaca. She likes to keep you by her (even resorting to chaining you up if needed). Junko is gonna bring Despair to the entire world, with you by her side

Kiyotaka Ishimaru - Words of Affirmation

Get ready, your ego is gonna go through the roof after dating this man. Kiyotaka absolutely adores you and shows it constantly. You aren't immune to his scolding and speeches, but that doesn't mean he isn't overwhelmingly positive. Whenever you do anything successfully like cooking eggs or making a basket, you can expect him loudly clapping and applauding you happily. Even if you don't do a good or job or straight up fail, he'll still be there reassuring you. He's just so proud of you! Having the motivation and drive to pursue what you want in life is inspiring to him and deserves praise in his eyes. Kiyo also has the unfortunate habit of bragging about you in public and putting you on the spot. If someone mentions a skill you're good at, you will instantly be volunteered to show how it's done (he means well, it's just the 'tism)

Kyoko Kirigiri - Words of Affirmation

Kyoko is a woman of little romantic words. Even in your relationship she doesn't say much, and can be quite distant as well, not being used to romantic gestures. Hell, it took awhile for her to fully process what was going on when you gave her flowers the first time. But as your relationship proceeded she softened up and became more open as well. Her words were still quite serious and pointed, often being longer monologues. But she isn't afraid to be vulnerable and tell you how she genuinely feels. When she is feeling especially affectionate, she likes to hold your hands, look you in the eyes, and say how much she deeply loves you. It isn't her intention, but everytime you turn into a blushing mess, making her let out a rare chuckle

Leon Kuwata - Physical Touch

Give him hugs please. Leon just adores holding you and kissing you, especially if you are shorter than him. Leaning over to kiss you on the forehead is always a treat. But don't you worry if you tower over him, this man will climb you like a tree to get some lovin'. In a less joking way, he genuinely just feels super comfortable with you. His days can be pretty rough with his temper towards certain people and his Ultimate identity problem, but the moment you wrap your arms around him, all his problems melt away. No more anger or frustration, just bliss and relaxation and lust. Yeah... wholesome cuddling is great, but you know what's better for this baseball star? Saucy touches and flirting! Always expect some cheeky squeezes when you're around Leon

Mondo Owada - Words of Affirmation

Being a manly manly man who has been taught to represent masculinity, Mondo is veeeeery inexperienced with relationships and can be a bit insensitive. But let's get this straight, he is NOT misogynistic/homophobic/transphobic in the slightest, Mondo don't roll like that. He don't give a shit what you are, he's gonna suck at romance anyways lol. He knows he can come off as very aggressive and sometimes loses his cool, and feels bad whenever he scares you. To make up for it, he likes to take time to lower his voice and talk to you softly. He'll explain his emotions and assure you it isn't your fault at all. He's just got a lot going on. In public he is much more hesitant to show affection due to his hardcore image. But when you guys are alone together he really softens up and becomes super mushy. I'm talking stupid pet names and saying how much he loves you

Mukuro Ikusaba - Acts of Service

Through and through, Mukuro is made to please. Both her military training and relationship with her sister has conditioned her into being accustomed to serving those she cares about. With you it's no different, no matter what is it you desire she will do without hesitation. She would even kill for you (this is not a joke, do not joke about this with her, there will be blood shed). It often gets to the point that you have to sit her down and have a serious conversation. It's hard for Mukuro to understand, she just loves you so much and wants you happy. Seeing you frown is so painful. If you manage to get through to her she will calm down a bit, but will still be at your beck and call

Sakura Ogami - Acts of Service

Sakura naturally is very protective of her loved ones, and once you started dating it became even more apparent. She is always around to protect you from any danger, even scaring off a bear once while you were on a walk. You'll never face any harm with her around. She also packs extra things for you in your bag. Extra water bottles, hand towels, tissues, etc. You never know when you'll need it, it's great to be prepared! Sakura is also decent at cooking but knows she isn't the best in the world. She mainly knows how to cook protein rich dishes and power foods, so she tends to cook on days you guys go to the gym. As a little bonus she always makes extra protein shakes for you in the morning, to keep you nice and strong and healthy

Sayaka Maizono - Quality Time

Being an idol is hard work. Long hours, stressful events, crazy fans, and the worst is the constant days away from her loved ones. It's already bad with family and friends, but with you it hurts even more. Especially if you have been dating for awhile it can get agonizing to be away for months at a time. Whenever she has time when she isn't performing or going on tour, she likes to spend as much of it with you as possible. Sayaka likes to go on walks with you and just talk for hours. She loves the sound of your voice! Hell it's also so much fun teaching you her choreo (if you can't dance she WILL laugh). But when she is gone for a long time, she makes up for the physical absence by doing video calls with you. Sayaka makes it a routine to call you and ask about your day, making sure you spare no details

Toko Fukawa - Quality Time

Dear lord give her time. Years of bullying and just traumatic issues has worn her down in many ways, and due to this she is not good at romance. Combative, accusatory, paranoid, it's an ordeal dating Toko. Throughout the first few months she is gonna be on full guard and you're gonna need a chisel. After giving it sometime, she will be opened up way more. There will be more genuine smiles and moments with her, hell she'll even be able to handle cuddling with you without having a full blown panic attack (she'll still be hyperventilating at the end tho). It's all new to her and can be hit or miss depending on her attitude, but she really likes just spending time with you in some capacity. If Toko's in a good mood watching a movie or going on a dinner date is ideal. But if she is NOT feeling it, you can expect a more simple interaction with her mainly just in the same room as you. Her go to is reading while sitting next to you. It's simple and not nerve-wracking

Genocider Syo - Physical Touch

Unlike her other half Toko, Genocider is waaaaaaay more bold and kinky. I ain't gonna sugarcoat it, she is gonna ravage you whenever possible. It doesn't matter your gender or body type, she is READY at all times. Constant public groping and french kissing galore, don't even get me started on what you do in private. Stares from others doesn't faze her, honestly she tends to threaten anyone who shows judgement. Oh and by the way, if you let her cut you a bit during intimate times? You are officially her one and only. It's much rarer to get her feeling more mushy and soft, but she can manage to do the occasional romantic gesture (this mainly boils down to buying you weapons or offering to kill your enemies, but hey it's the thought that counts)

Yasuhiro Hagakure - Physical Touch

Bruh this man needs you for comfort. He's already pretty paranoid so it isn't like it's a surprise. Being surrounded by so many drastic personalties throws him off, and that's not even taking into account his fortune telling abilities (no matter how hit or miss they are). So when he sees you, you can expect him to either collapse into your arms or instantly envelope you in a deep hug. Something about your presence just calms his mind. So get used to casual PDA, Yasuhiro isn't afraid to openly hold your hand or kiss you in front of others. To be completely honest he's shocked he bagged a 10 like you! It doesn't help that most don't believe him when he talks about your relationship. So anytime he can prove to the world you're HIS partner, he's gonna show off

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staple desert culture cuisine

ensthirs originate in desert regions of their planet, and over thousands of years have cultivated a wide selection of foods and treats that are both easily available in their environment, and are a delight to consume.

(long post)

Bahn juice

Bahn is a common fruit, it's large, watery and appetizing but protected by their thick shell, something like a combination of a coconut and watermelon. The flesh inside lines the shell in sections, and the hollow cavity in the middle is filled with a cold, sweet juice, which can be mixed with many other ingredients but can be served fresh and is often drank straight from the shell. It appears clear and green when still, but gains a thick white froth when shaken. The taste is comparable to earth sugar cane juice.

Bahn meat (in kebab form, for this presentation)

Despite all appearances, and the name, this meat is not from an animal but from the aforementioned bahn fruit. The sections of this fruit are eaten in many ways, but it's still delectable plain and fresh. The texture and flavour is closest to mangosteens - very soft, very juicy, and very sweet in its own unique way. It's a flavour you wouldn't want to forget.

Ce Bread

Ce (chee) is a hardy grain, purple in colour, that withstand any environmental challenge thrown at it and can proliferate throughout both wet and dry seasons. Plain ce lacks a distict strong flavour, meaning it pairs well with other foods, placing it as a staple in most diets. It is the ensthirs equivalent of rice or wheat. Ground dry ce can be mixed with liquids and then baked, like this bread, but it can be cooked in many other ways which drastically change its composition and flavour.

Ce cookies

Another use of ce, these cookies are a common tradition that mean more than just a sweet treat. Ce cookies must be crafted together by family members, often between parent and child or siblings, it is a way to strengthen bonds. This can be to show forgiveness, express love and loyalty, or simply be a fun experience before dinner. Before being baked, a pattern, symbol or shape is carved into the top, such as these sun designs which are believed to bring good luck. Ce cookies are a popular choice of offering at religious events, or simply as a gift for new neighbours.

Sticky ce bun

Slightly sweeter than che cookies, ce buns are an extra special treat, but are not generally reserved for any noteworthy occassions. Ce buns are made with very few ingredients: ce flour and water are used for the bun itself, and the stuffing is ce that has been boiled then cut up and mixed with a liquid similar to syrup or honey. When boiled, ce expands three times its original size and becomes soft and chewy, a consistency and texture similar to tapioca pearls used for boba. As a final step, the filled bun is wrapped in bahn leaves and steamed, which gives it the sticky affect and enhances the flavour.

Soup..

Ensthir soups can be made of just about anything, the range is incredible, but this one seems to have a broth of some bright purple plant, with an addition of various roots and tubers to finish it off. The serving dish of choice is a clay pot decorated with easily accessible paints and dyes, making a simple dot and sun pattern.

Lizard tail

Obviously not from an actual lizard, but close enough. Like most animals that share a planet with ensthirs, this creature used their tail as an extra fat storage, making it a better alternative to eating more meat and getting the same amount of fat. This tail has been cooked, but this is usually only for longetivity as ensthirs still possess the necessary enzymes for properly digesting raw meat (without contracting some mysterious disease.. most of the time).

Jerky

A common meal staple in the dry season when food is less readily available, slices of meat are salted and dried then put into storage until they are needed. Meat jerky is not widely disliked, but it is also not loved by many and doesn't have an important role in ensthir culture other than survival.

Dried berries

The vegan alternative to meat jerky, berries are also dried and stored until dry season but are used as more of a snack or side serving than the main course. Certain berries may turn out to be sweet or sour when aged, or perhaps earthy or downright bad, so an ensthir must choose their tiny fruits carefully when foraging. Families pass down knowledge of what the tastiest berries look like, and young ensthirs will make a challenge to find the best ones first when wet season comes to a close and stores must be stocked up.

would u eat any?!?!

Read more in the second post I reached my mobile image limit 😓😓

[suck-a-egg]

Domino Headcanon Time, Hoes

I am working on a fic for this post but it wont be out for a while because I have a dumb dumb idiot baby brain and will focus on it way more than anything else.

so in the meantime, here are alot of headcanons about the Domino Squad some of these are sad

Domino age order from oldest to youngest: Hevy, Fives, Echo, Cutup, Droidbait

Domino squad is an actual defect squad where as the bad batch was made to have their 'defects'

because they were defects none of their chips worked the way the were supposed to

Hevy isnt good at spelling. He's not allowed to send out any reports without someone proof reading them for him.

Fives is the motherhen of the group. Hes the only one who can safely get inbetween Hevy and Echo when their arguements go a little too far.

Echo was considered the runt of the batch, and was often watched for decommisioning. It was constantly held over his head, which is why he became obsessed with the rules. If he could follow their rules and hit all the bench marks then they would have no reason to decommission him.

Cutup loves music but has absolutely no musical talent. This does not stop him from screeching lyrics to the galaxies most popular songs across the base.

Droidbait is often left behind on accident, he has been left in the mess hall more times than he can count.

Hevy and Echos relationship wasnt always rocky. At one point they were pretty close but after the multiple decomming scares, Echo pulled away to make it easier for Hevy if anything happened.

Echo didnt choose his name, he didnt like it at all but the rest of the squad made sure that he never had the chance to introduce himself so he was stuck with what they had named him. In the end, he kept it because he saw it as the one and only gift he had left from his batchmates.

Outside of missions, Fives went silent for months after the citadel and the only person who could get him to talk was Rex.

Droidbait insists on going by db because its 'less embarassing'

Cutup was the only one to embrace their squads differences. He would would practically hold an open mic night on any other cadets who would pick at them.

the cadets around Kamino will often tell one another about the "Fall of the Dominos" about how three died heros but were never spoken of again and how the two survivors went insane from grief and one lost his mind while the other lost his body.

Hevy use to steal pudding cups for Droidbait when they were cadets. he never had a reason to do it he just would.

theres a dent in one of the walls in their pod room and no one really knows how it got dented (Hevy Kyled the wall)

Echo has spiral curls that he purposefully keeps buzzed down because otherwise Cutup would start playing with them

This is a pretty common headcanon for Fives but theres too much evidence behind it, Fives shows affection through boardline violence, he gave Cutup a concussion once after an overly affectionate headbutt. Droidbait has multiple bruises on his arms from loving punches. Hevy got shoved into Sergeant O'Niner once and was given cleaning duty for a week that he forced Fives to do with him. During their 501st days he got a little too touchy with Echo and he started fighting back and ended up chasing Fives to Rex's office on multiple occassions.

and yes i do think Fives and Echo are pod twins, its another reason why Echo was watched for decommisioning.

[somethingclevermahogony]

I'll shoot you one back for Worldbuilding Wednesday, and because it's valentines day, why not make it romantic? How do marriages happen in your world? Betrothals? Are there any specific cultural or religious traditions?

Marriage in two lands of the Green Sea

In most parts of the Green Sea, marriage is arranged, typically by the family. I will focus on just two lands, Kishetal and Ikopesh. I make some references to other lands in this post, if you would like to learn more about them specifically, let me know!

For the purposes of this post, I will be using typically gendered language such as men and women to refer to all individuals exhibiting or actively primarily participating in either masculine or feminine behavior respectively, which is not limited to cis people, but may also include trans people and some non-binary individuals. Gender-Fluid folk and other Gender Queer individuals who do not fall as neatly into a masculine or feminine do exist throughout these lands, though how they are treated when it comes to the realm of marriage, may vary greatly depending on a number of factors.

Kishetal

Marriage is typically determined between the heads of families, being in most cases, arranged. Though this is not always the case and on rare occassions, two people may propose to one another directly. It is traditional to propose via gifts like flowers, perfume, jewelry, and food. There are no cultural stipulations on which partner proposes to who and it is quite common for women to propose to men.

Most girls are wed between the ages of 17 and 24. It is considered taboo for a girl to be wed to a man over ten years her senior. As such most pairings are made for men between the ages of 16 and 34. Cultural traditions in the Mountainous Eastern regions believe that children should be born no less than one year after marriage. As such for the first three months of an Eastern Kishic marriage, it is not unusual for a cousin, parent, or sibling to stay with the newlywed couple to ensure that no accidents happen. This period is referred to as “Tilling the Field.” The day when intercourse is finally permitted is often the subject of much celebration, almost acting as a second wedding in and of itself. Such practices do not appear in other regions of Kishetal and are often the subject of ridicule.

Marriage between men is rare in Kishetal, though no city-state has declared it illegal, in much the same way as the Order of Nur in Apuna, many of the priests of the river God Jarmaha often practice ritual marriage and courtship. Outside of the realm of temple life. Marriage between Kishic men is most common in the cities and between soldiers. As has been previously stated, there is no law in any Kishic city that forbids mlm marriages; however, many marriages come with stipulations. In many of the mountain cities, married couples must pay an Unseen Child tax; that is to say, they must pay or produce (depending on the occupations of the couple) the equivalent revenue or product which could have been made by a child, which is most typically calculated as a third of the normal tax or production burden. No such law exists for couples in which both partners are infertile or if the lovers are sages. 

There is a rich underground sub-culture in Kishic cities which revolve around queer women and other queer groups. This culture is responsible for a widely popular and celebrated style of dance theater known as Storm Step. The style of theater is almost entirely non-verbal and rather is dependent on facial and bodily expression. The dances are performed on hollow wooden platforms, producing loud thundering sounds, thus giving the style of theater its name. Unlike most styles of theater in Kishetal, Storm Step is entirely dominated by women, and more often then not pairs of sapphic lovers. In some instances entire troupes may form polyamorous unions. Though wlw relationships are typically seen as taboo, these productions are incredibly popular among Kishic nobles.

While wlw marriages are banned in most Kishic cities, there are exceptions on the southern coast. There, in several of the small villages, Kishic and foreign women may be married. These Sea-Foam marriages, much like the Apunian River Maiden marriages are typically not accepted outside of their communities.

Marriage customs vary wildly between regions, in the plains and south it is typical for the betrothed couple to be brought to their marriage site on ox drawn chariots, however this practice is less practiced in the less uneven mountainous regions of the north and east.

Flowers are used to excess in weddings, petals are preserved in massive quantites so as to allow for their use in winter and fall.

Gift giving to the couple is traditional as is the consumption of wine an beer.

It is typical in Kishic weddings, for vows to be sealed with a dance, the exact nature of this dance is not stipulated and will vary from person to person.

Poly-weddings are unheard of and considered highly taboo in most aspects of Kishic culture, however this has not stopped the formation of many poly relationships, particularly among the pirates and sailors of the western coast.

Ikopesh

Ikopesh is rare in that arranged marriages are almost non-existent, and almost entirely the result of chosen betrothal between two or more individuals.

Typically a betrothal consists of the giving of some sort of gift, often a weapon or boat. As with Kishetal, there is no gendered expectation of who should initiate the betrothal.

Weddings are massive and typically raucous events involving feasting, drinking, dancing, and games of combat and maritime prowess.

It is tradition for the newlyweds to share a single utensil, this includes plates, cups, bowls, spoons, and knives, during the course of the celebration. This is the case even for weddings which involve multiple partners.

Ikopesh is often considered a safe haven for queer individuals. There are no laws that differentiate or add stipulations to any sort of marriage. And indeed, many Ikopeshi men may have multiple marriages to multiple men and women. The most lauded form of Ikopeshi poetry are Sea-Ballads, love songs typically sung between male lovers. 

Ikopeshi weddings, regardless of the gender of the participants, are long and drawn-out affairs, sometimes lasting up to a week. Central to these weddings is the creation of a vessel called a unity ship. Built by both the couple and their families, a unity ship must be a fully functional boat, typically a small sailing vessel. It is considered traditional for the partners to create the sail themselves. At the end of the wedding, the partners are expected to sail the unity ship. If the ship sinks or takes on water, it is considered an ill omen for the future of the relationship.

It is not at all unusual for an mlm couple to adopt or be given a niece or nephew to raise as their own child. Indeed an infant or else the promise of an infant from a brother, sister, or cousin is a common wedding gift. Such gifts must be carefully planned amongst the families, however, as it has happened on several occasions that a newlywed Ikopeshi couple is given several infants.

As with mlm relationships, Ikopesh is extremely open and lax when it comes to relationships between women. Marriages between mlm couples and wlw couples are functionally identically, typically consisting of the creation of the Unity Boat and the gifting of an infant. Though all Ikopeshi peoples grow their hair long, the braiding of the hair has become a popular element of sapphic marriages, with Ikopeshi women braiding the hair of their in-laws as a sign of respect. 

There is a tradition among woman pirates on Ikopeshi ships to produce what is called, a wail, or Ahlu. Each ship has a different call. The Ahlu is made while a victim ship is being attacked and boarded and is meant to terrify the crew of the enemy vessel. Ships with larger portions of women, such as those with several wlw couples or partnerships on board, produce eerie harmonic calls which fill the stories of Kishic and Korithian sailors. These Ikopeshi women, are known by Kishic sailors as Wailers or Sea-Demons.

Ikopeshi culture has no taboo against polyamorous behavior before marriage. After marriage, acting outside of the bond is considered highly taboo unless agreed upon by all parties.

There is no provision in Ikopeshi culture which states that marriage must only be between two individuals, rather it must be between two parties. This is to say 1 person may marry 1 person, or 1 may marry a group of 2, 2 may marry 2, 3 may marry 1, etc. In each instance the marriage is between the collective group, as such if one person were to marry into a group of three, they are necessarily marrying all three people as a single entity, and the same is true should they leave. And in the case of these Grand Weddings all individuals in the relationship must be in agreement. The largest married group consisted of twenty-seven individuals. Such large groups are rare, and most Ikopeshi marriages are between two to four people. The purpose of marriage is primarily focused on property. Married groups share the rights to land, ships, children, livestock, etc.

Asexuality and Celibacy are both accepted by the tribes of Ikopesh, almost universally. There is no Ikopeshi religious or philosophical tradition that demands celibacy. Unlike in some cultures, a lack of sex or the production of children is not a requirement of marriage and is thus not a respectable grounds for separation so long as the sexual interests and needs of both parties are confirmed before the marriage.

Those who don’t marry or produce children, whether through choice or circumstance often become what is commonly called Green Parents. Green Parents act as secondary guardians or caretakers for their community’s children, particularly when parents are away whether at sea or in the field. Those who become Green Parents are typically no longer permitted to leave the islands. In exchange, Green Parents are dearly celebrated, often showered with gifts and adoration during festival seasons.

[art-sciencedesigns]

Best Birthday Gifts on Etsy - Idea #3372105

Find this on etsy.com Title: “A Whiff of Lavender Luxury: The Ultimate Birthday Gift from Etsy!”Hey, Gift Givers Extraordinaire! Are you constantly tangled in the search for that perfect birthday gift for the women in your life? Fear no more, as we delve into this Etsy treasury and introduce you to a show-stopping birthday gift that will surely instigate a sublime gifting experience. Let’s talk…

[rscrafts]

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[seabysiren]

serenade of the seas

summary: the young jay serenade k'uk'ulkan with an unforgettable memory. in return, he promises you his future.

there are weeks where you don't see your lover. where you miss the sun kissed bronze skin that envelopes you in warmth as he smiles eagerly. he has his world beneath the surface of the sea to tend to, and without him you feel a bit lonely.

almost lost.

but when he isn't there, chiichi keeps you company. despite her harsh scolding, she always seems to welcome you into the garden she tends to. her long, white hair always elegantly pulled up with flowers and leaves. sometimes you just watch her sway to the invisible melody she hears.

you think she feels lost too. when she looks at you with an unreadable expression. when she tends to your feathers and bathes you in nice scents.

no one visits her. she lives in the village, yet no one comes to her. no one recognizes her with a warm smile nor gifts. chiichi doesn't seem to mind. she always has her garden to tend to, and on occassion, you.

'chiichi.' you utter, watching her slow as she turns to look at you, her dark brown eyes gleaming in the fleeting light of the sun.

'aren't you lonely?' you ask curiously, head tilted as you watch her continue to gently pluck dead leaves from her flowers.

'i have company. right here, tin pixan.' she gestures close to her heart.

'in your soul?' she's patient like the lazy waves lapping at the bed of the beach as she speaks.

'your chiich is always here.' chiichi rarely talks about her lover. the one who had taken care of her when she was full of energy and youth. the one who built her this hutt and painted it the same color as your feathers. the one who left her to watch the sun set alone after all these years.

abandoned.

alone.

lost.

'but i've never met him.'

'you don't need to.' she says he's always accompanying her, even if you cannot see it.

'le paalo. come here.' she motions at you with an impatient tone, ceasing any further questions about her missing companion.

you lean over to her height, her wrinkled and calloused hands tucking dewy flowers into your hair. her nails scrape against your scalp as she twists and turns locks of your hair. the flowers float in the complicated strands of hair as she hums contently.

'and this is?'

'Juntúul tradición. the children when they come of age have festivals. ones where we dress them up with loolo'ob yéetel seda.'

'flowers and silk?' your wings ruffle curiously as you stretch them, the beautiful blue blending within the colorful garden.

she nods, brushing off the imaginary dirt on your tunic. she looks you in the eyes, her soul full of warmth.

'yes. the celebration of new life. we ku k'aay ka baila.'

they sing and dance in celebration of new life.

she silently shows you.

her legs, thin and nimble, wordlessly began to swirl the dirt beneath. her shoulders and head sways to an imaginary tune as she slowly turns, her dress fluttering around her in a halo.

her voice, raspy and cracked, sings out a tune as she raises her arms into the air. they slowly twist and turn as she taps into the dirt beneath her.

the wind gently caresses her hair, lonely wisps swirling around her. she dances slowly. like someone is behind her. like chiich is behind her, guiding her frail body to the tune of nothingness.

you stand up and slowly step away before copying her movements. your bare feet dance in the smooth dirt and grass as you tap uncertainly. her eyes look to you for a moment before giving you a rare smile.

'just like that le paalo. with more feeling.' you slowly turn your hands in the air, stretching your wings to reach the skyline as you do so. there's a peacefulness that washes over you, filling the lonely part in your chest.

flowers and feathers swirl in the wind as the two of you dance in the night.

-

its early in the morning once you see him again. it's always mesmerizing to see the water cascade off his sculpted body, moving with intent as he approaches you from the depths of the sea.

'In pixamech.' he whispers. he envelopes you in his warmth, the water dewing against your skin and bathing you in the salty scent of him.

he bathes you in his warmth. pressing small kisses all over your sun kissed face. his hands settle around your waist, brushing his forehead against yours as he takes a moment to truly embrace you.

'i've missed you.' he inhales deeply as you feel his chest expand, his voice low against the white noise of the waves lapping against the sand.

'i've missed you too, in chan arrendajo.'

the water rushes over your feet as you smile. he took a step back to admire your figure. how the tips of your wings touch the sand, and how your hair, once unkempt, was up in a new fashion. accenting the lovely blue of your wings was soft purple pastel flowers in your hair.

'beautiful.' you smile, feeling a little bashful at the way his eyes rove over your figure, a lovesick smile on his face.

you perk up in excitement, feathers ruffling as you stretch them out.

'look at what chiichi taught me.'

the wind curls around your elegant figure as you slowly trace patterns in the sand beneath you. a lovley trill melody escapes parted lips as you close your eyes and feel the movement.

your body sways as your wings flutter in tangent. sand kicks up into the wind as you gently kick out your leg and continue humming. your wrists twist in the air as loose feathers swirl around you in a halo.

you smile softly as you hear k'uk'ulkan hum with you. he watches you with a fond look on his face as he showers you in praises.

'beautiful. absolutely breath taking in pixamech.'

you sway to a stop as you open your eyes. his arms wrap around your waist as he pulls you flush to his chest. he guides you to gently sway to the melody of the sea as he presses his forehead against yours.

his gaze is soft as he traces light touches into your skin.

'my love, one day. i will show you my world. so you don't have to wait endlessly for my return.'

his voice is wistful as he leans into you.

'jump'éel k'iine' in yaakunaj.'

one day.

when you don't have to wait for him.

where your heart doesn't ache. chained to the surface, unable to join him in the vast sea. where his people lay deep beneath the light.

where he waits for you.

[ut-poppy-fangame]

Devlog: Underevent, and Upcoming Development

Hey, everyone! In case you're not aware, we showcased a trailer for Poppy's Story in Underevent 2022 this year, featuring some of Poppy Buys Milk's Gameplay. Be sure to check out the event itself!

That said, on account of this being the gift-giving month, we're willing to shed some more light on the game's development!

So that said, in terms of the past few two months, I (Fms) have been mostly busy with University, as many of our team members have been preoccupied with either University, work or their own projects.

That isn't to say no progress at all has been made, however. For we've put together a lot of new things regarding the Timeline Plaza and the Village, such as a new layouts for both of them. They may be slightly incongruent with material I've released in the past for Poppy's Story itself, but I feel that, for the purposes of making a fun experience, it was neccesary.

We've also finished importing all of the costumes and talksprites for Poppy, barring the custom poses- which will still take a while to finish up- but it was still a big undertaking on its own.

Oh, and speaking of characters, you may have seen a handful of characters in Poppy Buys Milk during the Poppy's Story trailer.

There's many other characters you'll meet in your adventure, some from worlds you're familiar with...

... From worlds less-well-known....

... And even... Worlds you've never seen before?

We've been coy about showing any characters besides the Poppy cast for the longest time, but this is a special occassion.

And, hey, given it HAS been a good while since you've seen any proper gameplay beyond the Village...

Here's a sneak peek into a quest in its entirety!

We hope you enjoyed that first look at the game proper! We'll see you next year with more updates.

— Fms, Lead Director

[oita-division]

—{ Believe nothing you hear and only one half that you see }— Edgar Allan Poe

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MASKED (OFTEN) REVEAL (OCCASSION)

Ishihara Daisuke (a.k.a Godsman) is a Spirit Medium and the third member of 地獄Riderz

TECHNICAL INFORMATION

Name: Ishihara Daisuke

Kanji: 石原大介

Romanji: Daisuke Ishihara

MC Name: Godsman

CHARACTER INFORMATION

Occupation: Spirit Medium

Birthday: March 7

Age: 26

Zodiac: Pisces

Height: 177cm/ 179cm (with wooden geta sandals)

Weight: 73 kg

Blood Type: A

FUN FACTS

Dominant Hand: Right

Likes: himself, money, booze, poker, shogi, supernatural phenomenon, bathhouse

Hates: his overbearing family, trivial matters, loneliness, evil spirits, mundane world, trickery/lies, simple minded person

Favorite Food: daifuku

Least Favorite Food: eel

Color: Muddy Yellow

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PROFILE

A man who hides his face for unknown reason. He may seem to be a gentle young man but truth is, he’s got a nasty egoism and his unique gift that made him get kicked out from the family by his father.

Despite his attitude, he did a successful job as a spirit medium to help anyone in need to communicate with spirits or deal with supernatural phenomenon. There were rumors floating around the city in whether to believe it or not, he can see spirits and many of those were skeptical about his peculiar ability to see things are unexplainable while others were a bit fearful of him.

He is actually from the ancestral and religious Shinto family where they work in the Shinto shrine. With no place to go, he then been founded by his leader, Teijo from the exhaustion of starvation in the alley and he’s been generous enough to give this poor unfortunate medium a place to stay then eventually become neighbors

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Ishihara is often seen to be covered by a white cloth with horns on his face in public. He is a young man with a faire lighter brown skin and his eyes are like pure greyish white color as if he looks blind but not really blind and has a mole on his upper lips. He has a fluffy, dark brown hair that flips up at the ends and average-length bangs that fall on the right side of his face and between the eyes. He has long strands of hair been braided from the back of his head. He also have pink color highlights.

Ishihara is often seen to be covered by a white cloth with horns on his face in public. He is a young man with a faire lighter brown skin and his eyes are like pure greyish white color as if he looks blind but not really blind and has a mole on his upper lips. He has a fluffy, dark brown hair that flips up at the ends and average-length bangs that fall on the right side of his face and between the eyes. He has long strands of hair been braided from the back of his head. He also have pink color highlights.

His fashion taste is similar to Gentaro that he likes to wear “old fashioned” because he admits he prefers vintage clothes rather trendy ones. Wha he wears is simply a white kosode, black undershirt, and yellow haori over them then a dark brown hakama with wide holes in both sides and his footwears are white socks and wooden geta sandals. He also has a belt with a gold rope. As for his accessories, he wore a silver glass hanafuda earring on his left ear. His overall attire is usually coming off like a shaman.

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PERSONALITY

Upon first seeing Ishihara, he is shown to be kind and friendly person who’s willing to help others in need but behind that kind persona, his intentions is to smooth talk his way to manipulate (not in the bad way, mind you) others to give a good impression of him by receiving nice gestures or praises in getting what he wants, mainly he wants to earn money for him to survive for his every day mundane living.

He’s surprisingly intelligent with his tactical and analytical skills. He can outwit any simple-minded person and gets away by his mischiefs. Simply because either he was just bored or want experiment what they would react. He lived his own life doing what he wants for himself but even though he has his own freedom away from the household, he still harbors a hatred towards his parents for kicking him out just only because he stop having faith or believe in God as his family believes in. He began to see realistically to the world and how it eventually become down-sided that he claims his parents point of view are full of naivety because of his ability to see spirits.

Ishihara is regrettably a condescending and complex individual who shamelessly doesn't show sympathy or care about others, instead he tends to talk down those who are not worth his time unless something valuable would bring up or essential topic. He often got complaints by various peers when they found out his true nature and whatever they spat at him, he wouldn’t care less of their opinion towards him, keeping his dignity head up high while letting them run their mouth. By complex individual meaning, depending on someone he’s dealing with. He comes off as a self-centered douche to the people he hates while outside of these contexts, he has a true and genuine kind side and will acknowledge those who’ll prove him wrong as equals.

There are times he can be genuinely nice and thinks about others before himself for once within the team as he was forced to look after Sen like an uncle and Sen consider him a family even though they’re not related that he got flabbergasted by his innocence and kindness and no choice but to treat him nicely. To their surprise, he doesn’t like vicious people as them including those who lie to him, will deserve justice by his hands to put in their place, deserving to be retributed. Teijo and Sen admit that he’s selfish but they know he is, in fact, trustworthy.

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RAP ABILITY

Third Eye (the ability to put the opponents not able to move as if they don’t have the will to fight back due to having distorted illusions of their deceased loved ones or something they’ve lost)

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ETYMOLOGY

—> Ishihara means “stone” (石) (ishi) and “field, plain” (原) (hara)

—> Daisuke means “big” (大) (dai) and “to be near” (介) (suke)

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TRIVIA

His MC name Godsman is a colloquial term used in India means “charismatic spiritual leader” or “incarnated god”

He likes to keep his face hidden from certain people so they won’t recognize him

He doesn’t know how or when he started to see things that aren’t real although he’s severely conflicted between reality and delusion.

He likes to go out at midnight or during witching hour

Ishihara has a bad habit to taunt others for amusement reactions

He ABSOLUTELY hates fake magic because he believes manmade illusions is deception that’s why he has loathe feeling towards magicians, especially Iwao Masuda from Sapporo.

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[ravenstargames]

Oooo oooo! I have a question! I don't know if anybody's asked this already or before but, what would the LIs get the MC for their Birthday?! Also, I love the characters of this game already and the game hasn't even come out yet. Especially Ara. I wanna hug her and be her friend. I can't wait until it's official, it's gonna be SO MUCH fun to play! Keep up the good work everyone! And I hope y'all are doing well. ^^

It has not been asked and it's a super cute question! 💜 Thank you so so much for your kindness anon, I swear our souls heal a bit every time we read asks like yours ;_; 💜 We also hope you are doing great and are ready to enjoy the weekend!

✦ What would the LIs / ROs get the MC for their birthday?

✦ Amon: Something ridiculously expensive and over-the-top. A loooong and romantic trip somewhere the MC wants to visit, with accommodation in impressive places, dinners in prestigious restaurants… Obviously the MC will need fancy clothes for the occassion (and lingerie?), so he has it covered. Maybe he can rent a carriage, too—you know what? He'll buy the carriage.

✦ Raeya: Raeya likes gifting useful things and by useful things she means things the MC can defend themselves with if she's not around. Knowing her, she would probably design a unique weapon for the MC and ask her most trustworthy blacksmith to craft it for them. Mind you, she would make sure it's perfect.

✦ Gael: As the overthinking gentleman Gael is, he would have a hard time choosing the perfect gift for his beloved. After weeks of not sleeping and anxiously asking his siblings for advice, he would settle on composing a song for the MC. This could even become a tradition if the MC likes it. They would end up with a whole bunch of symphonies about their lives together. I'm specially fond of this headcanon, hehe.

✦ Envy: They would organize a date to somewhere special for the MC. For example, default River loves museums, so Envy would buy some tickets to visit expositions River has never gone to. Chill and intimate, just spending the day together doing something different.

✦ Ara: A bouquet, but not any bouquet! She would march to adventure in search for the most special plants and flowers in Limbo to make the most wonderful bouquet ever created.* She would also cook the MC's favorite meals and decorate the house to throw them a surprise birthday party with all their friends and loved ones, if they are into that. A private party is cool, too!

*After hearing all about the dangers of this journey, the MC probably asks Ara not to do it again. Just in case.

✦ Xal: Handmade jewelry. He would design and build the piece and case from scratch, collect the right materials (maybe a stone / gem the MC likes) and plan everything way ahead of time.

✦ Father Pride: He is more inclined towards thoughtful little gifts like a notebook made of nice paper, good quality paint / brushes, natural soap or perfume, a comfortable fluffy robe for winter...

[haithamuse]

❀ INTRODUCING  —  𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐉𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐘

walk with me and tell me about this story of yours....

hello friends >:3 my birthday is in about three months, and i wanted to host a collab for the occassion ! tell me all about your SELFSHIPS — i absolutely love reading about those, so we'll both get a lil present on my birthday then hehe. or well... if you wanna gift me something else, you could also write something about me and my selfships lmao

❀ RULES + INFORMATION

no restriction on format or word count — go wild ! tell me all about your beloved, may it be headcanons or a drabble out of your daily life

all genres allowed, but please be mindful to tag n/sfw and suggestive posts accordingly.

any fandoms and multiple entries allowed, although please try to keep within reason (like. not sign up for 15 pieces with one week left before the due date....)

tag me and link this post in your submission, so i won't miss it ! <3

reblog this post once you're confirmed to enter this collab

due date will be on my birthday, please lmk if you need an extension !

to join, drop an ask in my inbox — any questions can be asked through it as well !

DUE DATE: MARCH 4TH

❀ MASTERLIST

@/haithamuse + alhaitham

@/haithamuse + reo mikage

@/haithamuse + jade leech

@/haithamuse + vil schoenheit

GENSHIN IMPACT

@satorus-grl + childe

@hiraizens + beidou + ningguang

@zhongrin + zhongli

@kurikurikurisu + alhaitham

JUJUTSU KAISEN

@nakachuchu + itadiro yuuji

@ilykento + nanami kento

TOKYO REVENGERS

@the-chronicles-of-a-bookworm + hanma shuji

HAIKYUU

@bad-thxxnks + osamu miya

MISCELLANEOUS

@kentovana + benimaru shinmon

@melancholicautumnfever + teppei kiyoshi

@vespersposts + aomine daiki