#either way uhhh stay tuned

[rexscanonwife]

Been talking to Nic and Ruby a little bit about this crush and BOYS I THINK I'M IN TROUBLE HERE 😳😳

[browntrait]

i need to get on my zoom fr and start makin profiles for all my story characters 😭

[dandythequeerflower]

*he struggled with the camera, only realizing that it's already recording*

🌻🌈 ; "Hello! It's me, Dandy! I finally set this video camera up so you can see me better!"

INTRODUCTION POST!!

☆Call me Dandy!☆

☆This is a RP and Ask blog!☆

More characters will be added in the future to ask, Stay tuned for a certain moonman tho..

i DO NOT support the Game Devs, I only enjoy the game and lore

I ship Moonflower so if you don't like that I'd advise you to sadly leave.. but if you don't mind your welcome to stay! Moonflower won't be alot tho, since in my universe it's a one sided relationship, plus Dandy denies that he is gay (even tho he clearly is)

RULES

[1] NO NSFW TO BE DRAWN OR MENTIONED.

[2] Please do not copy my universe in any way, it isn't an AU but it would suck to see my art getting used.

[3] Dont be racist,homophobic,transphobic or rude person in general. You will be blocked

[4] Please don't spam me aswell

[5] Don't DM me unless your a friend or if you want to ask a question about something important. otherwise I will simply ignore them, sorry!

[6] DO NOT MENTION ABOUT SH! OR [TW] SU!C|DƏ This is unfortunately a rule I had to make due to an Ask getting too far. I don't know who this person is but I personally hope you will stop.

HEADCANONS

Dandy is pretty sadistic and manipulative, though pretty childish at times.

He does regret is actions but continues with the Ichor Operation due to greed.

He LOVES tapes. He has a drawer full of all the episodes but whenever he receives duplicates he either keeps them somewhere or eats them.

HE DOES Care for Astro he just has a hard time showing it

RP INFO

So speech goes in "" , the emojis are just dandy stuff I like to use [🌻🌈 ; ]

actions go in **

ooc things either go in /ooc (), [] or normal text

[100 FOLLOWER CREATOR INTRUDOCTION SPECIAL!]

HI HI GUYS! So im actually @skymiawings who's running this blog! here's a bit about me :3

Call me Sky/Skylet since it's my oc name, her full name is Skylet Wings!

she/her also lesbian and taken :3

I am 14 years old!

Proud furry, therian, paper/cardboard mask maker, artist, animator and so much more ^^

Fandoms I currently like! : DANDYS WORLD, Indigo Park, KinitoPET, The Stanley Parable, (uhhh HELP IDK I THINK THATS IT)

Im remaking my main furry oc ref soon but I made her in dandys world!

[samairuart]

thank you o7 now time for the outline of the fic you inspired :D [not the entire fic bc no spoilers]

haitham -> bajirao; kaveh -> mastani, and since bajirao already had a wife and i don't want that for haitham let's make it ✨marriage of convenience✨ [enemies to lovers not-very-slowburn]

idk whether to put urdu or hindi terms in the fic uhhh let's see when i get there

haitham is forced to marry kaveh because the akasha terminal decreed it would secure sumeru's future, and everyone is confused because kaveh is such a recluse? no one really sees him? and he's supposed to marry one of the most powerful nobles in sumeru??????????????

n e way, marriage done, none of them are really happy about it, but one day, before leaving for an excursion to the desert, alhaitham gives kaveh a dagger [i didn't watch the movie, but i did read the plot and i really liked this bit so-] which kaveh interprets as a confession because his mom gifted his dad a dagger too so is the alhaitham confessing to him?????????????????????????????

so now kaveh is confused and scared, but alhaitham thinks nothing of it and leaves for the desert for 2 months, during which kaveh works on his projects and artwork, all while thinking about how to confess to alhaitham, and over there in the desert haitham sees so many signs of kaveh's missing dad?? is he alive or dead wth-

and because he wants kaveh to have closure (i thought you hated your husband alhaitham wydm 🤨🤨) he investigates further, accidentally staying for one month extra, but he's deemed missing in sumeru and kaveh is just.... panicking :) so kaveh heads to the desert to find alhaitham, where he is captured by eremites :)

stay tuned for more, ig? :DD

I’m already so invested!!! I’ve never seen Bajirao Mastani either, but helloooo??? The dagger??? 🙋🏾‍♀️ I need more please!!!

[krys-loves-otome]

For the three names game: 5 + Kenshin, Mitsuhide, Hideyoshi

Three Characters, One Number Asks!

5) Go on a six hour road trip with (no car radio, you choose who drives), sit next to on a six hour plane flight, sit across from on a six hour train journey

Go on a six hour road trip with (no car radio, you choose who drives) - Kenshin

What you mean no car radio, what kind of hell road trip is this!? You gotta have some tunes for the road! Who talks for six hours straight driving?

Uhhh… I'mma choose Kenshin for this one. I'd like to think we would trade off driving, depending on driving conditions (I'm better for long distance and open roads, but nervous with big city driving, and Kenshin has stronger nerves than me, so he can take those portions)

Though I'm sure he would also want to drive all of the way for my sake, but he's bound to get tired after a while (he says he's not, but he so is), so we'll do the compromise.

Both of us are good at keeping track of where rest stops are (just because we say we can hold it, doesn't mean we should) and finding fun, out of the way places to visit. I'd take him into local charity shops and secondhand stores and places like those.

If it's an overnight drive, he'll probably insist on staying at a motel if I get tired. We can cuddle while watching movies on a huge bed, relax in the hot tub, all that fun stuff before we get back on the road in the morning.

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Sit next to on a six hour plane flight - Hideyoshi

Have not flown on a plane before, so emotional support husbando to the rescue! He'd make sure we got there on time with all our bags checked and secured, make sure we were both strapped in for take off, holding hands once we started ascending, making sure that we're covered properly with a blanket or ask if I needed a neck pillow or my headphones, things like that.

I like to think I get the window seat while he gets the aisle seat, as a subtle way of protection in case something happens cause he knows I would be nervous. Would ask the stewards for extra peanuts to snack on too, because he knows I like peanuts.

Inevitably, we'd probably nap for a bit, me on his shoulder, his head on top of mine, holding hands while sleeping.

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Sit across from on a six hour train journey - Mitsuhide

Pls stop me from imagining an American Old West AU for Ikesen, bc that's what first came to mind once I decided where to put Hideyoshi and Kenshin. Mitsuhide in an 1880s style suit, tipping his hat with a wicked wink and grin, like hot damn, as you travel together on an old style steam engine train? Sign me up!

Ahem! Sitting across from Mitsuhide on a train. Less anxiety-inducing than a plane because flying isn't involved, but he's known to tease, so better prepare my heart, especially on a long trip.

If he gets bored enough of looking at the scenery outside (but why would you, it's all pretty outside!), he might play a little footsie, to see what kind of reaction he could get (most likely a bright blush and a hushed 'we're in public dummy, stop that'. Not to say that I wouldn't do it back to him, but the grin on his face when I decide to play along with him… magical.

Refuses to sit across from me the entire six hours, he will either wander if permitted (and sometimes when he's not permitted to), only to sit beside to see what it is I'm doing. He'll look over my shoulder to look at my phone or sketchbook, pull back my headphones to hear what tunes I'm listening to, just be a general nuisance, as per usual. He'd probably swipe my Switch if he's bored enough to play whatever games I brought with me, the jerk.

Sitting side by side, however, also gives ample opportunity for shoulder naps. He'd encourage it if he saw I was sleepy. No tricks this time, just quiet time admiring the passing scenery, holding his little mouse close.

hey, little mouse, got games on your phone~?

Thanks for the ask, Lorei!

[queenheritageposts]

not me getting kinda sad seeing the number of dead and deactivated blogs on these posts (i mean it happens to all fandoms eventually. but still)

naurrrr you’re right 😭

it is an interesting observation on how big the fandom once was

i can’t say much about 2018 and earlier considering i didn’t become a queen fan until 2019 but even then 2019 and early 2020 a lot more blogs and accounts i feel like were still active with queen content

but like you said it happens 🫡 probably due to the hype of bohemian rhapsody dying off and after the awards some people simply got bored with either deactivating, abandoning or remaking their blogs and moving into different interests and since nothing big as a movie has been released then it’s inevitable the fandom is gonna slow down especially with a band that doesn’t make new music anymore for over 20 years and the lead singer has passed away and the bassist has retired

heck, i fell off of queen for a bit around late 2020 and didn’t come back until 2022 lol

i highly doubt the fandom will ever get to the big state it was around the film’s release unless bohemian rhapsody 2 gets announced which uhhh

anyways it’s sad but i am glad to be around again and even if it’s not the bustling fandom it once was on here, i still enjoy being a queen fan and enjoying their music ❤️ and it’s still neat to see who still sticks around or even the newer fans!

and besides even when i was in my first phase of being into queen and the fandom was still big let’s just say the fandom was hectic to say the least…instagram fandom was discourse abound lol it was chaotic time but at the same time i do still miss what a more big fandom brings at least on tumblr; seeing so much cool fanart and people having fun discussions about their albums it was pretty cool! while ofc people still do this, it seemed to have been to a much bigger extent during bo rhap’s release, but i am also at the same time glad that era is over and things died down a bit

but back to your point it is kind of sad to see all these blogs either be inactive or straight up deactivated

sometimes i find these blogs that haven’t been updated since like 2019 and it’s an interesting time capsule of once was the queen fandom lmao

these inactive blogs are like dinosaur footprint fossils…in a way idk

anyways watch as i am wrong and bohemian rhapsody 2 and like another unreleased hasn’t seen the light of day 2 hour documentary from another tour of theirs just gets dropped on us

i hope bo rhap 2 never happens but getting another documentary that nobody has seen in half a century would be cool though

also unrelated and apologies for all these tangents i went on, but i want to one day make a queen iceberg video that sounds fun honestly 🤭 and also queen lost media too? maybe i can make some posts about those topics one day idk, but i do plan on probably debunking a fake story post on here that has over 100k notes so stay tuned 👍

[wispisstillverybored67]

Occulta Cervus

Hello: …Ah. It’s you again…  Normally, I would be opposed to working for someone out of contract, {and uh, you made it clear you won’t be contracting me for quite some time…} but, uh… Th-this arrangement doesn’t seem so bad. You have the trust of Yumishii Orochi at your disposal... Wait, not disposal, it’s, uh… Forget it.

Chat-Looks: You know… When some people found out that I was the one they hired, they either laugh, or get confused. Say I’m “too nice” to be a merc or whatever. Is that so? Even after you saw me tear-Uhhh… Whaaaa? Never mind.

Chat-Food: Hmm… Between Butter Chicken, or More-and-More, {Isn’t it Okonomiyaki? Whatever…} which are you in... the mood for? I could whip it up for you if you want… Or-Or is that too rich at the moment?

Chat-Odd Noises: 🎵Damn your wrath and damn your pride… Damn this prison of your lie-eis… Maddening with fear shooting aa-ll throughout your eeeyyyyeeesss!🎵 Uh… What? Nothing… {Archons, what the hell was I THINKING?!} (Note: Above tune is to be sung to the beat of Megalovania)

When It Rains: Less people are out at this time. I like that.

When Thunder Strikes: I’m probably the only one who feels more at ease when it’s thundering out. It’s… comforting, oddly.

When It Snows: Yeepp. Gonna puke. Shouldn’t be tapping out this easily… Can we head back? I do NOT handle the snow well… Outside, though.

When the Sun Is Out: Awww… Too bright…

When the Wind Is Blowing: Watch out for dust in your-Ack! Eyes…

Good Morning: You’re up bright and early, hmm…? Me? I just got back… from… things. 

Good Afternoon: Let’s see… This one goes for 320,000 Mora, and this one goes for 770,000 Mora?! Wait, this is an assassination contract?! Uh…

Good Evening: Make it quick. I need to resume this task immediately. I want to hear them scream at once!

Good Night: What are your dreams like? I-if you have them, I mean… Too personal? {I was just told that’s a good conversation starter…}

About Orochi-Mysteries: Do… you perhaps know about youkai? I’ll be honest, they’ve fascinated me since I was a child. These stories are of things that I don’t consider real, of course, but there’s just something about it that tugs at me that makes me wish they were? If… If that makes sense. If you have any… information on them, can you tell me it…? 

About Orochi-Letters: Ah… You found my mother’s letter… I won’t ask how you found it, but she’s doing fine. I… have not seen her in a long while, but I wonder when I should visit her…? Maybe when Inazuma becomes less… hectic?

About Us-Speaking: I have known and will continue to know… people that go their whole lives without hearing my voice once. Truthfully, I just… rarely work up the courage to speak. What’s more, some relatives tend to joke that hearing my voice grants good fortune, so when I was younger, it was all quite embarrassing, having to… be bribed to speak or something else. I… am glad you didn't act weird when I… actually spoke to you. 

About Us-Hunting: It... depends on what I'm, you know, "hunting"... For lost objects, I have terrible luck with finding things again after I lose them. This is why I rarely take things out of their storage... Huh? Oh, you mean... hunting, like, for meat? Er... The uh, unagi are very skittish, so you'd do well to stay silent, and... Um... Sumpter Beasts yield high quality cuts...? {You IDIOT! Of COURSE they were talking about meat!}

About the Vision: ...About my what?! Ah... *sigh* It's come to this... My real Vision is this Dendro Charm on my waist, I don't actually have 7 Visions... I got this one when I was 8, while all these are rewards from different contracts a few months ago. I do feel bad about keeping these... but I have no way of, you know, returning these...

Something to Share: Light novels and manga are not usually... well regarded outside Inazuma, but it's just a guilty pleasure for me. Take Onibudou, for example... The lines people say to keep people away from them in it are... cringey, admittedly, but I just adore it... N-Not like I had problems like that when I was younger! No sir!

Interesting Things-Flowers: When you mix lilies such as Dendrobium or Glaze into food, they offer a cooling effect. To... contrast, Cecilias should not be cooked with Silk Flowers, lest you want a blazing heat in tandem with a cloying sweet overcoating your mouth... How have I figured this out...? I... was angry with my mother once as a kid, so I fixed her up some tea with the oversees flowers I recently bought, and then...

About Yoimiya: She is always off doing something, never standing still since we were young... As for Yoi-chan befriending someone like me... well, I guess I had to meet her when she wouldn't stop talking to you, right? {Did I just say that out loud?}

About Arataki Itto: He's certainly a... loud one. He keeps asking me about my er... horns, and often thought of me as an Oni like he is... He's nothing short of overwhelmingly boisterous, and somewhat of an idiot, but his lack of prejudice with others is nice. We DO get along just fine...

About Kamisato Ayaka: I used to only... catch glimpses of her normally, but I did meet her once a while ago. She is... earnest, pure, endearing, and SO skillful {and out of my league to even SPEAK to...}. I... nearly fainted when I finished speaking. {That's Aya-chan for you.}

About Kamisato Ayato: We're about the same age, so I could hardly imagine leading the clan as a teenager... And although I only caught a glimpse of him once as an accident, I... can see why anyone who works for him idolizes him... Though, I wonder if he's hiding something somehow... {Ayo-chan is so confusing.}

About Kujoh Sara: That damn Tengu bootlicker... All she ever does is cause trouble. Where was she when the Shogun gripped Inazuma on lock-down, thus sending it into silent chaos?

About Kaeya: I once had a job done in Mondstadt. I don't recall what it was for, but I had to deal with Kaeya alongside me. Again... I don't recall what for, but I do know he was saying... Aaaaahhhh no, too cringey... Can't believe he said that...!

About Xiangling: I met her on a trip to Liyue once. I wanted to... see just how good she was at cooking. At first, she would be lucky just to hear a word from me... Now the first instance of me talking to her was from tears.

About Chongyun: He is... *sigh* The adorable little exorcist is always out and about, hoping to one day remove an... evil spirit. I have known him when I was in Liyue. He's not... overwhelming in the least. Earnest, stoic, he's just... *sigh*

About Dori: She is... undoubtedly an ambitious young woman... But isn't an ocean of Mora a bit... too much? Though, the one time she DID hire me, I was paid a large sum, so I'm a bit on the fence...

About the Hydro Archon/Focalors: I must confess... I put more faith in Fontaine's Archon than "my" own. But I feel like... her ideals align with my own. I mean... Eternity is NICE, if you can, like, freeze your body the way it is... Justice, to contrast, is straightforward, and isn't exclusive to the soul.

More About Orochi-1: I... was the end result of my parents fervent desire for a child. Any other time the Yumishiis had conceived, the product inevitably died. Mother, for her part, was a desperate miko, so she gained the favor of... the Shogun, or a youkai? Don't remember... Anyways, that happened, immediately after she grabbed my father, dragged him to Mt. Yougou, c-conceived... And here I am...?

More About Orochi-2: You think... I am shy now? I was even worse as a child. I could easily go 6 months without any contact. Let's not go into the fact I could go a year without speaking... The few attempts my parents made to... get me to socialize never ended well. I still don't like people. But I believe... I'm much better with others now.

More About Orochi-3: My biggest wish since I was 8 was to see the world. In hindsight, I... should've brought my parents along when I finally left Inazuma about 3 years ago... Looking back on it now, though, we wouldn't see each other much like usual, so I'm on the fence... I was very ruthless in obtaining... my dream, so I wouldn't go back if I had the chance.

More About Orochi-4: I fight alone. I'm used to it... by now. It's not out of shyness or anything, but, rather, out of... necessity. I told you before, I received my Vision at a very young age, and I was... constantly finding ways to use it. A Dendro Vision is rare outside of Sumeru, and inside Inazuma...? Forget about it. Countless have tried to use me just for my powers... Friend and foe alike. I'd... much rather not deal with it at all. Betrayal? That's just... normal.

More About Orochi-5: How do you know if... you have friends? It feels awkward to ask someone if they were... friends. What does having friends feel like...? Hmm... Someone who you know, trust, and like... someone you can be yourself around? That does sound nice... now that you tell me. Perhaps I'll then ask you this... You'll be my friend, right?

Orochi's Hobbies: Er... Let's see... I guess just... looking for peaceful views to gaze at? It's simple... wait until night falls, or during rain, climb onto a mountain like Wuwang Hill or maybe Amakumo Peak... Avoid all better judgement... And just watch the land below, and the sunrise, if you wish...

Orochi's Troubles: Yes... You guessed it... Th-The problem I have is speaking to others... I'm unsure of what... to say to someone. And even if I DO find a topic... it just comes out incredibly awkward, so I just... tend to clam up. Its really quite frustrating...

Favorite Food: I lean more... towards richer food. Before and after departing for a job, I eat my fill of whatever is filling. Between Tahchin, Tonkotsu Ramen, or Crab, Ham and Veggie Bake... I like those... But if it's not filling... I guess I'll take Katsudon or Snezhnayan Halva...

Least Favorite Food: I'm... very picky about Omelette Rice. The eggs... the rice... the sauce... But other then that, I just hate Mint Salad. Last time I had some, the worst diarrhea came over me... What kind of devil thought of that dish...?! I just don't like mint, I guess...

Receiving a Gift-1: *nom* Huh?! Th-this is... *sniff*

Receiving a Gift-2: Yes... I was correct... in my assumptions on your cooking.

Receiving a Gift-3: You call THIS food?! Give me your recipe, and I'll SHOW you what food is!

Birthday: Did you see the... kitchen? I made those dishes. Oh, forget about the commissions, forget about your goals... And... H-Have a happy birthday!

Feelings About Ascension-Intro: I feel so lightheaded... I... should be happy about getting stronger, but it's just so dizzying...

Feelings About Ascension-Building Up: How much longer... 'til you backstab me too...?

Feelings About Ascension-Climax: Point me toward the enemy. Where... Are... THEY?!

Feelings About Ascension-Conclusion: Getting stronger for me... usually means to make yourself a point of greater envy and covetousness... But at least when it comes to you... I'm happy.

[gaysimpsstuff]

I was wondering, maybe some fluff of hawks just making a bunch of bird sounds to his s/o

Awww that sounds so cute!!!

I’m assuming this is just an ordinary request and not a suggestion for Flightless Birds so I’ll write it as such!!

We just love Tumblr deleting my progress and forcing me to start over again.

Requests are very much open! Just check out my intro (pinned message, also in linktree) for rules!

Sorry this isn’t all fluffy, also sorry it’s a little shitty.

Genre: fluff, minor angst, hurt/comfort

Warnings: cursing, guns (in one section), mentions of death

Other: most of the warnings happen in one section and there will be a note next to it so you can skip that one if you need. Also, I’m sorry that some sections are way longer than others, but some of the scenes need more context than others.

There are a few different noises your boyfriend makes. Most of them are human, human speaking, human laughter, human crying, etc etc.

But some of his sounds were less than human, more bird-like. You weren’t complaining, it was drop-dead adorable when he would make bird noises.

Purring (Contentedness)-

The first time you heard him purr was when you invited him to your house the first time. You’d made chicken strips for him. You could never forget the way his eyes widened when he bit into the piece and then he sort of… vibrated?

You could hear a deep rumbling coming from him, and he just looked so at peace. It was then you realized he was purring. Your little heart leaped into your throat and you wished you could purr just like him.

“That’s really cute, Kei~” you murmured and he looked up at you, face reddening.

“Uhhh- was I-“

“Purring? Yeah, it’s really cute. I like it.” You smiled, cocking your head to the side. His face split into a goofy grin and he giggled a little.

Humming (Happiness)-

You beleived this was more human, but it just happened so much that it had to just be instict. The constant sound of him humming the last song he heard on the radio or whatever tune was stuck in his head.

You noticed it the first time when you were watching movies together, then suddenly you heard him humming a couple notes, stringing some more along before he was humming a song.

Not just any, you’re favorite. Did you sing that song that much? Did he know? Either way, you didn’t comment. Instead, you hummed the harmony and leaned against him.

Chirping (Excitement)-

This one happened when you first said ‘I love you.’ He had flown you home after a date, and you’d been together for three or four months now.

He landed on the balcony outside your apartment, and you climbed out of his arms. He let out a disappointed sigh.

“Do I have to go?” He asked.

“Sorry, Kei.” You told him. “But I have to wake up early and if you’re here I know you’ll keep me from sleeping.” He frowned, nodding sadly. “Hey look at me, babe?” His golden eyes flicked up, meeting yours.

“I love you.”

There were no words from him in that moment. He just wrapped his arms around you, chirping loudly right in your ear. You could feel his smile against your neck. If you ever smiled that wide, you’d probably break your jaw.

⚠️Screeching⚠️ (Fear)-

This one wasn’t scary just for him. It was something you didn’t usually think about before it happened, and didn’t talk about after.

Your dates with Keigo usually went uninterrupted, but on occasion something happened. You went to a cafe with him this time, and he left to use the bathroom. Not a second later, a large black van drove up onto the sidewalk. People were barely able to get out of the way.

You stood up, turning to head to the bathroom and call Keigo out to help. Then you heard someone shout.

“Grab some people and fucking run! We need hostages!”

Great.

There were arms grabbing you, yanking you backwards. You kicked and punched at the guy, but another man pointed a gun at your head. You froze instantly, you weren’t in the mood to die today.

They dragged you around to the back of the van, a couple other villains were dragging other civilians to the van.

Then you heard it.

It was the loudest thing you’d ever heard, and the most frightening. The scream was loud as a fire siren, but worse because it was so animal. You turned and saw him.

Keigo was staring at you with wide eyes, pupils blown out until you could barely see his golden irises.

The sound of the villains cursing about Hawks’ arrival barely reached your ears before feathers shot out on either side of you and the other civilians, grabbing the villains and trapping them all against the walls.

You stumbled forward, and he raced to you, grabbing you and holding you close.

Hissing/Squawking (Anger)-

This one happened before you started dating, and it was the first animal noise he made around you. The two of you were just hanging out in his office when his (now fired) secretary walked in, rolling her eyes at you.

“Hello, Hawks!” She smiled cheerfully, handing him some papers. “What’s this person doing here?” She asked.

“Oh, this is my friend Y/n! Fuka, say hi!” Fuka, the secretary, pursed her lips and gave a little wave to you before turning back to Hawks.

“You know, someone like you really ought to pick your friends carefully.” She spoke lightly, glancing at you.

“What are you saying?” Hawks narrowed his eyes at her.

“I don’t know… just that they don’t seem… like they fit you? You know, you’re friends should be more like you.”

Hawks’ upper lip curled up, and you heard what you thought was a snake, you glanced at him, he looked angry.

“Fuka, are you saying that Y/n doesn’t deserve to be my friend?”

“I mean… basically.” Fuka shrugged. “You’re the number two hero, you deserve more than Uh… this.” She waved at you, disgust evident on her face.

Hawks was on his feet a moment later, letting out a loud squawk and flapping his wings. For the next few minutes, he just yelled at her for the next two minutes to get out.

Singing (Love)-

This one happened late at night, when you were half asleep. You were cuddled against his body, warm beneath the blankets. You heard his soft voice, harmonizing with the sound of the fan, branching off and making up random lyrics.

You melted, it sounding so sweet, you never would have guessed he was a singer, or that he was any good at it. But here he was, lulling you to sleep with his silky smooth voice, tugging you closer into his body as your eyes drooped closed.

⚠️Cooing⚠️ (comfort)-

You had never meant to cry. But Keigo hadn’t come back home in three days. He hadn’t answered your texts, or your calls. You’d been pacing the apartment, restless. Was he okay?

“Keigo!” You practically screamed when he finally walked in. Through the front door. The front door. You ran into his arms and just grasped at him, trying to double check if he was actually there.

“What happened to you? Where were you? I was so scared, baby I thought you died!” You felt your eyes overflow with tears, and he softened, wiping them away. It was then that you noticed he was covered in bandages, and his wings were tiny.

“I’m so sorry, babe.” He murmured. “I never meant to scare you. A fight went on longer than I expected, my phone got broken. I needed to stay at the hospital for a few days.”

“Why didn’t you get the hospital to call me?”

“Probabalg because I wasn’t conscious.” He responded. You welled you again.

“Keigo!”

“I’m sorry baby, I’m so sorry!” He pulled you into his arms, and swayed back and forth with you. You heard a soft curling noise coming from him, similar to his purring but different.

Cooing.

“I’m sorry, Y/n. I love you so much and I promise I won’t do it again, okay? I’ll call for backup next time, I’ll always return to your side.” He cooed. “Always, always, always, always.”

[smolchildlevy]

~Fateful Encounter~

Nishinoya Yuu x F!Reader

Warnings: literally just fluff

As a second year in Karasuno High, you were sort of known by most people as they have seen you around.

Which is strange, because you don’t talk much. With the addition of having a small friend group.

Most of the time, you don’t even notice who’s in your classes.

It’s the middle of the year.

Your peacefully walking through the halls, carrying your things.

As you are walking, you noticed a cute guy. Brown hair, with a streak of blonde in the front. He was talking to a person with a buzz cut.

You looked at him for a second, but the moment you two made eye contact, you both blushed and looked away.

You speed-walk away to your class.

“Yo Noya, what were you looking at?” Tanaka asked Nishinoya.

“Uhhh.. we’ll I just saw this really pretty girl-“

“Ooooo a girl? Where??”

“She walked away. I think I’ve seen her in one of my classes.”

“Dude you should totally talk to her!”

“Yeah! I will when I see her, since I haven’t gotten the chance to actually have a conversation with her before-“

“Well now’s your chance bro!”

“You’re right! I’ll talk to her when I can!”

He rushed to his last class.

“I can’t wait to finally talk to her tomorrow..” He though to himself in class.

Your go through your class, bored out of your mind.

As soon as the dismissal bell rings, you’re more than happy to leave and go home.

Walking out the doors, you hum the tune of a song. A few steps out, you see that boy again.

This time he’s with a few other people, all wearing their jerseys.

“Huh.. seems like he’s on the volleyball team?” You think.

You continue your way home.

“Ahhhh.. finally. Home sweet home” you stretched when you got to your room.

—TimeSkip to the next day—

Oh, how you hated the sound of your alarm going off. Either way you had to go to school, so you sigh and hop off your bed.

After getting ready, you make breakfast for yourself before walking to school once again.

Messing with your phone on the way, you arrive.

Right before the bell sounds, you sit in your designated seat and wait for the class to start.

Your eyes wonder around the room.

“That boy from yesterday is in this class? I had no idea-“ you question in your head as the teacher walked in.

He was sneaking glances at you.

The boy who seemed so bold and confident was instead feeling nervous just thinking about actually talking to you.

After what seemed like a life time, the teacher says you all can do whatever since the bell is going to ring soon.

You stayed in your seat, drawing a little something in your notebook.

“Uh..that’s a really nice drawing!” A voice coming from your right says.

“Oh- thank you.. it’s just something to pass time.” You glance up to see none other than the brown haired boy.

“We never formally met! The name’s Nishinoya Yuu, but you can call me Noya.” He smiled.

“I’m Y/N L/N. Call me Y/N.”

“What a cool name!”

“You think so?”

“Of course!”

“Oh.. thank you.”

“No problem. So uh.. could we get to know each other? You’re just so pretty-“

“S-sure” you stutter, blushing a bit at his comment.

“Yay!”

The bell rings.

“Heh.. well here’s my number. You can text me later!” You wave. “See ya Noya!”

“Bye!”

He is so happy that he got your number that he did a little mentally screaming. In fact, when he saw Tanaka he was already bragging about it.

After that, it was like history.

You guys became really close over time. Turns out, you have a lot in common.

He would always mention how cool his tricks were that day and it always made you smile.

You realized that him being around you made you happy in general.. and that’s when you made the discovery you caught feelings.

It wasn’t one-sided though.

Noya stopped being all over Kiyoko gradually and would somehow be able to mention you in a conversation.

This didn’t go unnoticed. Some on his team would ask him about it every now and then.

(He just would say it’s because he found his soulmate-)

You tried to hide your feelings too- and well it didn’t go as planned.

He always flirts with you. But unfortunately you just think it’s a joke and that he doesn’t mean it.

He does though and that’s why he does it to only you at this point.

You could never bring yourself to confess at all either. So eventually he had enough of you brushing off his comments.

It was a Friday, and he was fully ready to just ask you out when he sees you.

He texted you to meet him at the front gates after school.

Your heart was beating fast when he came up to you then. His was too but Noya being Noya, he laughs it off.

“So I wanted to ask you something.” He starts.

“Y-yeah? What is it?”

“Would you like to go.. I don’t know- see a movie or something?”

“Oh-“ your cheeks turned slightly pink. “I’d love to.”

“Great! Let’s go!” He smiled, grabbing your hand and running off with you.

“Woah!” You try catching up with him.

—TimeSkip—

The movie went great actually.

It was an action movie yeah, but it was romantic.

This man literally held your hand in the middle of it and you wanted to just die of happiness right there.

After the movie, you both walked out, hand in hand.

“I had a really good time, Noya. Thank you!” You stopped walking.

He stops too.

“Same here beautiful! I wanna do it again sometime!”

“O-of course!”

The two of you continued to walk together all the way back towards your home. (You kinda guided him tho since he doesn’t know where you live)

You invited him to stay over for the night and hang out, since you guys never really have outside of school.

He asked his parents if he could and happily tells you that he can.

Your heart is literally beating so hard at this point.

While you guys were hanging out watching TV, you couldn’t keep your feelings in anymore and just let it out.

“Noya, I need to tell you something and I don’t want you to be weirded out.”

It was strange how you still had doubts even after earlier but oh well.

“Ok sure, what’s up?”

“I’ve liked you for a while now and I didn’t know how to say it-“

He smiles wide.

“It was kind of obvious in a way. But why would I be weirded out when I like you too?”

Your face heats up more than ever so you put your hands over your face.

He looks you in the eyes when you peek through your fingers.

“Oh come on! I wanna seeeeee”

He gently grabs your wrists and pulls your hands from your face.

An idea popped in his head. He really wants to see you blush more.

He then puts his hand on your cheek and kisses your lips.

You kissed back after a second of shock.

And yes, his idea worked. Your face is the same shade as a tomato.

“Hehe. You’re so beautiful.”

“Stopppp”

“Not a chance!”

That was the day you guys started dating. After that conversation was when he straight up asked you to be his.

He really made you come out of your shell and be more social. Not much, but it was still something.

I simp 😔✋

[cherrysha]

A Sudden Realization

Ya’ll gunna kill me fr this... its not phinks like i promised. i’m still working on that one but i finished this a few days ago so this is my offering to yall. Is there a thing fr happy angst? Idk i gotta figure that out buut this is Illumi! He’s kinda hard fr me to write since uhhh... he quiet. But i tried!

Summary: Illumi finally lays his fears to rest.

Word count: 875

My requests are open atm

Warnings: Yandere Illumi, kidnap, angst. dassit

“There’s a storm coming”

You whisper it mostly to yourself. As it stands there’s no one else here to listen to you. And even if there was, you don’t think they’d very much care about what you had to say. Hugging yourself, you peer out the window.

How long has it been since you’ve felt rain wet your skin?

You can’t remember.

-

You don’t know it but he’s behind you, watching from a distance as you let out a sigh, warm breath fogging the glass. You don’t know he’s there and you rarely ever do. You don’t know that he can sense your desperation. Your longing. It hangs in the air like a fog so thick he can almost taste it in the back of his mouth.

A year inside is a long time, he knows that. But the idea of you leaving him isn’t even an option. If you get out you could escape, not that you’d make it very far, but the thought alone is enough to irritate him. It’s not a chore he’s willing to deal with. He watches as you move to sit on the floor, legs pulled up to your chest as you crane your neck up to look through the window. Down there you can see the sky better; watch as fat storm clouds gray out the sun.

It’s times like these that you let yourself acknowledge the fact that you’ll never leave. That it’s futile to even hope.

Maybe once he was back from this job he’d think about just letting you walk around the garden soon. Although you highly doubted it. His mind was made up, and no one could make him change it. Not you, not the butlers or even his own family. Not that any of them cared anyway. You held yourself even tighter.

Minutes tick by as you listen for thunder since it was always your favorite part of a good storm. Quiet engulfs you, wraps you in a blanket of comfort and muffles the ache that’s caged in the hollow of your chest.

“Maybe one day.” you whisper to yourself. But in a place like this, it was hard to have any hope.

-

Your voice is a whisper when he hears it.

Maybe ten minutes after the clouds finally burst, drenching the earth with the type of rain that wouldn’t be stopping for hours, you start to hum to yourself.  It’s something sad, a melancholy tune that barely passes through your vocal chords. Head laying against your knees, you give yourself a moment to be fragile. With no one around to hear, to mock, to punish. You let yourself feel for the first time in a long time. You mourn the loss of your life and yet there’s no crying. If anything it’s just be a waste of energy. You’ve grown to learn that tears are useless.

He doesn’t know why, but even though he’d be content to watch you for hours he makes his presence known.

And maybe it’s the longing that consumes his senses like the ozone before a storm. Maybe it’s your quiet song, or the way you sit there so patiently like you’re willing to wait until the last drop falls from the sky. When you look up at him there’s no shock at the fact that you were being watched. You were used to his quiet intrusions. What shocks you is how he picks you up and carries you out into the garden.

He realizes now, in this moment, that he should know better. He shouldn’t let the possibility of your escape worry him. At this point it’s just a fact that he could stop you if you tried to escape, not an assumption. Illumi knows that you’ve come to that realization too and his actions should reflect as much.

It’s hard to know what you have until it’s gone, it’s a lesson he’s had to learn the hard way. And he watches as a smile creeps across your face, sure that he hasn’t seen an emotion that genuine from you in months. Right now, observing you as you lift your palms upwards like you’d be able to catch all the drops in your hands, It fills him with some feeling... something pleasant he has no name for.

It’s followed by light giggles as you bask in the downpour. In all practicality the rain was more of a nuisance in his eyes and he doesn’t think that will ever change. It’s so trivial he doesn’t understand it, but he doesn’t care to either. 

But the way you spread your arms in silent worship, angling your neck so it falls in your face, it was like you’d just found God.

He sits down on one of the concrete benches littered around the garden and lets you to continue to feel as you rest on his lap. Tears mix with water and you don’t care if he sees, it’s nothing he hasn’t witnessed before. Letting your joy guide your movements, you kiss him.

A small and light thing, only pressing your lips to his long enough to get your message across.

“Can we please stay here for a moment Illumi?”

“We can stay as long as you’d like.”

[ericsonclan]

A Stolen Interaction

Summary: Renata is ready to check out a new town with her Pokemon when suddenly she meets two identical redheads.

Word Count: 1202

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Renata hummed a happy little tune to herself as she strolled through Prescott, the city where a fabled fairy-type gym leader supposedly was. Just the idea of battling with her pokemon made Renata’s heart hum like mad. She was glad she had sworn off coffee recently or else she’d be bouncing around like crazy. Her excitement seemed to be rubbing off on her pokemon too as Nickit strode beside her trainer. The little fox pokemon trotted with its little paws covered in black fur that resembled boots.

“Excited, pal?” Renata smiled down at her pokemon.

“Nick, Nickit!” Nickit swayed its large tail against the ground and kept pouncing here and there from having too much energy. Nickit could never stay still in her pokeball; she wanted to be wild and free. The promise of a pokemon battle only added to the dark type pokemon enthusiasm.

“It! It! It!”

“Exactly, buddy! That’s the spirit!” Renata grinned and tossed over a berry from the bedazzled pouch. Her smile remained as Nickit happily munched on the oran berry. Tucking away the pouch in her back pocket, Renata checked her pokewatch to see what time it was.

“Hmmm, should we grab some food before the gym?”

“Nickit!” The pokemon chimed happily and trotted around and between Renata’s legs.

Renata gave a small laugh “Alright, food it is! Now let’s find some grub to-” Renata paused when she felt the weight in her back pocket shift. With a sharp spin she turned around to see a Sableye standing there with the bedazzled pouch, entranced by how it sparkled. The red stone typically in the Pokemon’s chest was missing.

“Hey there! Like the pouch?” Renata gave a friendly smile while Nickit was more defensive. “It’s okay, Nickit, maybe our new friend is hungry just like you were when we met.”

“Nick..it,” The pokemon brushed its tail against the ground with unsureness. Before Renata could reassure her pokemon a loud voice boomed nearby.

“Sableye, no!” A tall redhead dashed forward and scooped up the purple pokemon. “Release it, release,” She instructed her pokemon.

“Sable.” The pokemon shook its head but saw the stern look in those blue eyes and reluctantly let go of the pouch.

“Eye, Eye.”

The bedazzled bag fell with a muted thunk as a few berries rolled out. Without waiting, Nickit dashed forward and ate happily.

“Shit, sorry about my pokemon. Sableye is a good egg, they just love shiny stuff,” The redheaded trainer explained while Sableye started to climb up her side.

“Sable,” It hummed as it reached out for her eyes, mesmerized by how shiny and blue they were.

“No.” The redhead wrestled with her pokemon to let go of her face then plopped Sableye down beside her.

“Eh, it’s all good. My pouch does look pretty awesome so it makes sense,” Renata leaned over and pulled the pouch off Nickit’s snout.

“Nickit,” The pokemon huffed.

“No, buddy, you’re gonna wreck your appetite if you keep eating away,” Renata explained then pocketed the pouch.

“Sableye, go on and say you’re sorry,” The redhead instructed as her pokemon hid behind her leg. It gave a mischievous smile and stared at Renata.

Renata tilted her head to the side. “Uhhh..Is that the apology?”

“No, it’s not.” The trainer sighed. “You might not be getting one because my pokemon is a little shit. My name is Sophie by the way,” She readjusted her cap and gave a grin.

“Ooo, nice to meetcha, Soph, my name’s Renata,” Renata stood proud and the two shared a smile. There was an instant connection between them and both of them knew in that moment. They were gonna be life long pals. Before either could share the great news that they were now forever buddies a new voice appeared.

“Sophie! Where the hell did you run off to?” A girl with identical facial features and short red hair ran forward.

“There you are, come on, the others...” Minnie’s voice trailed off when she spotted Renata. Her heart quickened when she looked at the cute girl in short jean shorts and purple top that was tied around her waist exposing her belly button. A pink flower rested in her side bun. “Who is this?” Minnie managed to ask her twin after a few seconds.

“This is Renata, we just met because a certain pokemon had grabby hands,” Sophie gave the Sableye a look but it just responded with a playful grin.

“Oh,” Minnie’s voice was small as her mind was short circuiting from the hot girl in front of her.

“Yep! So you know my name, what kind of a name does a hottie like you have?” Renata walked forward, closing the distance between them. Immediately Minnie’s face grew red and she began extremely flustered.

“Minnie,”

“Mmmm, Minnie,” Renata let the name roll off her tongue. Her eyes stayed on Minnie’s. Both of them stayed quiet for a second.

“Corviknight! Cor! Cor!” A giant bird pokemon flew down looking as dark blue as the night sky. It landed with ease behind Minnie and stood in all its seven foot tall glory.

“Holy! A Corviknight!” Renata smiled up at the bird pokemon who had taken it upon themself to pick up Minnie by the scruff of her shirt collar.

“Hey, Corviknight, cut that shit out!” Minnie squirmed around while Nickit pounced here and there, biting and kicking the giant bird pokemon. Corviknight didn’t seem to mind at all and stayed its spot.

“Guess that's the signal that lunch is ready back at camp,” Sophie casually picked up Sableye before a thought crossed her mind and she looked over at Renata. “Hey, you wanna join us for lunch?”

“Yes!” Minnie blurted out, wanting that to be Renata’s answer so badly that she had accidentally answered in her place.

Renata’s eyes held a playfulness as she smiled at Minnie. “Sounds good to me.”

“Awesome!” Sophie jogged over and led the way. “Onward to food!” She strolled alongside Renata who was happy about this whole arrangement.

“I can’t tell you how starving I am,”

“You just ate an hour ago,” Minnie grumbled as Corviknight walked forward with her still dangling from its beak.

“Yeah well I’m hungry again,” Sophie huffed, pushing her baseball cap tighter on her head.

“Does your pokemon always carry you like that?” Renata asked with intrigue as Minnie swayed with Corviknight’s movement.

“Only when I get distracted or off schedule,” Minnie replied, wanting to look cooler in front of Renata than she did right now.

“Well I think it’s super cute. Just like you,” Renata got on her tiptoes and stretched her arm out to boop Minnie’s nose. That was extremely effective against the redhead who became a blushing mess.

“So, Ren, I wanna know more about you, have you been journeying for long?” Sophie asked and gained Renata’s attention who happily spoke with her new friend.

“Mhhmm, a few years now. Started out with me and Lasagna.”

That made both of the twins look over her way.

“Lasagna?” Sophie’s nose scrunched with confusion.

“Don’t worry, you’ll meet him soon. He’s amazing!” Renata grinned then kept talking as she walked alongside two trainers she’d hope to get to know everything about.

[dykexenomorph]

*peggle 2 gif* fo4 hcs TWO!!!!

(these are more companion centered to make up for my last one being so focused around the railroad. I'll still probably have railroad stuff too tho bc I'm Love Them)

this is so weirdly specific and I don't remember what made me start thinking this but cait is like??? weirdly warm at all times. like if u brushed up against her or smth youd think she's running an INSANE fever w how much warmer she is than the average person

i think I got this one from a fic I read (I don't remember which one, otherwise I'd credit it) but uhh nicks fullmetal hand (the one that doesn't have "skin" on it) is more sensitive than his other one is. it starts hurting easily and he has to tinker w it a lot more to make sure it doesn't get super messed up

desdemona basically never sleeps. she puts a lot of the blame for switchboard on herself and has promised never to let that happen again. the only time she gets rest is when everyone else teams up to force/convince her to go to bed.

on that note, glory doesn't sleep a lot either. not because she's a synth (I feel like the newer gens probably do need to sleep like humans do??), but because she gets nightmares about switchboard when she does sleep.

caits messed her knuckles/hands up pretty bad w all of the fighting she's had to do. they tend to hurt when it rains or gets colder

guess who's back at it w the trans hcs!!! (it's me. I'm back at it. I will never not be back at it. everyone u love AND their mom is trans /j). deacon is trans!!! maybe it's just me projecting but I think him changing his looks a lot and uhhh "trying out" a bunch of different styles is a very trans thing to do.

piper learned to read through old newspapers. her dad used to bring them home and read them with her so that she could learn. she taught nat this way too

on that note, i honestly don't think cait can read. I feel like her parents probably never bothered to teach her and she never really got the chance to learn after she was taken away from them.

synth curie really really likes to sing. she didn't really think about singing and never even tried to before she became a synth, but afterwards she sings CONSTANTLY

nick has perfect pitch. back when they were first making synths, the institute basically just chucked whatever feature they thought could be helpful into each synth and for some reason, being able to tune any busted wasteland instrument out there was one of those things

dogmeat helps preston a lot whenever he's having a bad mental health day. (I imagine preston probably deals w some pretty tough depression and stuff, given what he's gone through). whenever he starts feeling rough, dogmeat leaves sole and stays w preston until he starts feeling better again.

[remuscore]

uhhh the give me a character thing with patton maybe

Andddd our last character lol stay tuned maybe if y’all remember I’ll do one for when Orange is revealed.

How I feel about this character: I fucking LOVE Patton. I always have baby. I love him in the way most people hate him. He’s strict, overwhelmingly good, and SHOCKINGLY good at manipulating. You never see that shit put on a bubbly cute character and I am OBSESSED with it. I’ve never seen such a good interpretation of a toxic loving parent like Patton. Honestly kind of worried how they wrote him so well lmao. Not to mention the later episodes bring in criticism of Christian religions into his character. And tying it all together with the fact that Patton didn’t realize we was being perceived this way and thought he was doing what was right??? GOD!!!!

All the people I ship romantically with this character: Once again I don’t ship Patton romantically with characters because I personally find it disturbing and also I see him as aromantic (even in the show man idk why this isn’t a more popular hc he literally said he didn’t understand what Thomas felt when he was talking about loving his ex lmao) so there isn’t much I can say about this.

My non-romantic OTP for this character: I get such strong vibes that Patton and Janus used to be close like a really long time ago all the time. Like their vibes tell me “I’m your parent and I used to be your best friend when you were a kid, but then you grew a mind of your own and don’t want to talk to me anymore” y’know??? It fits so well. I imagine them having that little awkward phase where they want to be close again, but neither are sure when to start, until some emotional talk happens and suddenly they become inseparable and they’re both kind of clingy because they realized how much they missed being each other’s friend. God I’m fucking sad.

My unpopular opinion with this character: Patton’s a father. It doesn’t sound unpopular, but shut up it’s my blog let me explain. I feel like everyone always tries to change this. It’s either “Patton is a figment of Thomas so he can’t be older than anyone” or “They’ve said several times that he’s not a father” like….. okay, but Patton is very clearly their caretaker. He might act childish and sometimes they act like they’re taking care of him, but it’s obvious in the way he can calm everyone down, get them to talk civilly, and has a couple of the sides calling him dad that he is their caretaker. Their father figure. And being Morality too means that his maturity and look of the world is different from the others, older even. It’s very subjective because being a part of Thomas, it’s impossible for him to actually be older, but his role is clear and the others acknowledge it.

One thing I wish would happen/had happened with this character: I need someone to snap at Patton so fucking bad. Logan was so close in DWIT and Janus was even closer, but I need it to be directed at Patton. I need Patton to stick. By. His. Word. This time around. Not him just saying and agree, he needs to make that effort and I truly believe he needs to be yelled at. They all need to say something!!!! They’re all hurting from things Morality has caused and beating around the bush so Patton doesn’t feel bad isn’t gonna work much longer!!!!!

[bootsdotexe]

I know I've been away from Tumblr for a good few months, I just don't like the site very much and lost my motivation to post anything. But rewatching a DBH playthrough, I realized I wanted to make more art of my Klance DBH AU and just kinda forgot my Tumblr was a thing. But, seeing how I have 5k people here who clearly want to see me post about this AU, i gotta post some of that art here again, too.

Again I'm more active with art on Instagram, but I'll try to keep this blog up in some way. The comic is discontinued, but more side-art like concepts, comic strips, redrawn scenes from the game (and some original ones!) and just me discussing the plot I had in mind for the comic will be posted!

I had the thought that Keith, in the Good Ending, would end up wearing Lance's LED either as an earring or a necklace (or engagement ring wink wink), and he'd trim his mullet. In the end, his prosthetic would also be replaced with a proper android biocomponent. He chose not to when he lost it because of his odd hatred for androids, but after learning so much from Lance and seeing him become a human, watching the androids protest and just wanting to be treated as equal, he changed his mind... finally letting his past go, he realizes being part android maybe isn't so bad after all.

I'll get into Keith's backstory more in my next posts regarding his leg and his family, so stay tuned :)

(UHHH AND I FOR SOME REASON MIXED UP HIS PROSTETIC LEG, IT'S HIS RIGHT LEG NOT HIS LEFT IM DUMB IM SORRY-)

[dingoat]

[I mulled over a few possible options for this one, heh, but after some chatter with @cinlat I realised I could mush some of my ancient Ahuska backstory with half baked future plans with vague species lore/headcanons and string it along into something roughly story-shaped. The whole thing wound up a lot more somber than I’d anticipated, but at least I can always count on Crow to soften the mood!] ---

For the better part of three weeks, she’d been dwelling. What had started out as the most unexpected news conceivable had led to a flurry of unanswerable questions; was the news welcome? Was she excited? Did she care? Did she want anything to do with it? But that had all rapidly died down into a sullen simmering of nerves, as Ahuska struggled with something she genuinely never thought she’d have to face.

She had a family. She’d been raised well, and loved, as far back as she could properly remember. Did she really want to go back further, did she need to know anything about where she’d come from? The thought of being connected to Bothawui in any way made her feel ill, but Crow had gently reminded her, over and over, that this changed nothing.

She was Mando’ad, where family is built on more than bloodline, and having surviving relatives from a life she couldn’t even recall changed nothing.

Having a twin brother changed nothing.

Except that it clearly meant something to… him. And the older one. Two brothers, with families of their own, who’d reached out to find the sister they’d thought they’d lost with their parents. She wasn’t sure she wanted to know them, but…

“Crow?” Ahuska tapped his arm with a single hesitant finger, but he’d already turned to seek her out. They were more in tune with one another than ever.

“Mmm?”

“I think I… I want you to meet my family,” she mumbled, eyes slipping to the side.

Crow grinned his softer grin. “Ahhh, I think we’ve already been through that part of the relationship. Was a couple years ago now, at least?”

She felt her ears grow warm, but her eyes turned back to him. “With me, I mean. I want you to come with me to… meet the family I haven’t met yet. I don’t know if I even want to call them that yet, I guess, I doubt they’ll want to either once they’ve met me…”

“Oh, psshh,” Crow made to wave away her worry with a flick of his hand. “You said the whole reason they found out you existed was from holos of the business down at the Ve’lora place, right? Not like they haven’t already got some sort of clue about the life you live, and they still reached out.”

“It already feels so weird, though. They’ve known about me… all their lives. They… knew me, a-and mourned me? They missed me, and I’ve just never known… it’s like they’re strangers, who call me a sister. It’s fethin’ weird.”

“I know, I know. And if they’ve got half a brain between them they’ll realise that too. All you gotta do is meet them, say hi to them and their… uh, heh. Hey. What are baby bothans called, anyway?”

“Huh? What, I… I don’t think he told me any of their names, I don’t even know how many kids he said they each had…”

“What? No, I meant like… y’know. Do you call them… uhhh, like how little cathar are kits, and…”

Every one of Ahuska’s nerves abruptly vanished, and the series of blinks followed by a hard stare made Crow immediately realise he’d made one of those mistakes.

“Sorry, sorry, I just figured…”

“Babies,” Ahuska said, her tone completely flat. “Baby bothans are babies. Not cubs, not fawns, not kits…” her snout wrinkled a little at that.

Crow’s manner was meek, but the way he squinted at her made it clear he was still trying to work out where exactly the problem lay. “Okay but… don’t… wouldn’t there be some word you use for them…?”

“What, like ik’aad?”

“Yeah, exactly!” Crow brightened as Ahuska offered the comparison, then immediately ducked his head as her expression grew harder still.

“Like ik’aad. The Mando’a word that literally translates to ‘baby’?”

Crow’s grin wavered, sensing a trap. “Ye-es…?”

“Not likaya? Not pe’ninr?” Ahuska continued to watch Crow carefully as she offered the Mando’a for kitten and puppy.

“Well. No. Of course-”

“Of course not!” Ahuska snapped over the top of him, with an emphatic gesture of both hands to drive her point. “Likaya literally means baby cat. Not baby person. Not baby human, or bothan, or even cathar, it’s the word you use for a little cute wobbly baby animal that meows before it opens its eyes. You wouldn’t call some random Mando kid likaya if we were talking in Mando’a, would you…?”

“I… guess not…” To the unfamiliar, it would look as though Crow were simply still grinning, but Ahuska knew the way it’s quality shifted that he was in fact frowning on the inside.

Ahuska took a slow breath, pinching the bridge of her snout. “And just the same, the bothese for ‘baby cat’ and ‘baby person’ are two totally different words. One translates to kitten, in basic, and the other to baby. Just baby. There’s nothing fancy, nothing cute about it, grown-ass men and women aren’t bucks and does or stallions or vixens, and I’d be willing to bet that there’s a good chunk of cathar out there who hate the way the better part of the galaxy pretends their own native words for their kids translate to ‘baby cat’---!!”

Despite her efforts to calm herself, Ahuska’s pitch and volume had rapidly increased, her gestures had grown more emphatic, and her attitude was positively simmering. Crow didn’t even need to tune into the beat of her heart to know he’d struck a hard nerve, but he wasn’t exactly sure how to handle it.

“Okay, okay,” he said quickly, lifting his hands in an effort to make it clear he was willing to concede. The crease of his forehead knit a little deeper. “I just would’ve thought, of all people, you might… find it kind of cute, at least? Like the way Nines…”

She shot him a look that made him shut up quick smart, then immediately made a visible effort to cool herself off.

“Let me… try and explain it another way,” she said, speaking slowly, her gaze focused inward. “One time when I was little, nine or ten years or something. I was on a trip with my buire, we had to spend the night in an Imperial settlement. We were checking in to some accommodation, just on the outskirts where it was quiet, and… you know buir’ika was a chadra-fan, right? Well, they had me and her go around to the back somewhere, and wait a while in another building. There was a nerf there, a couple of tauntauns, I think a big old varactyl even... one of the tauns had a fawn so that’s where all my attention was. I thought it was excellent, like, some special treat for me, buir’ika sure acted like it was. Anyway, it was a while later that nuvhu’buir… ah, that’s what I called Jinn, yeah? She came round to where we were with all our stuff, a few extra blankets and things, and we built ourselves a bed right there in the hay and spent the night there. I knew she was mad about something, but she never said why, at least not ever to me. I remember falling asleep hearing her and buir’ika talking really quietly together, and I was wondering why she was so upset. Didn’t make any sense to me at the time, since I thought it was… pretty much the best thing ever. I was too little to get it.”

Crow listened quietly, and when Ahuska paused, he didn’t say a word. He just watched her, offering his full attention, and waited for her to go on.

“They made us sleep in the damned stables. It was years later I looked back and realised that. They probably would’ve let nuvhu’buir stay up in a proper room, but she wouldn’t have anything to do with that. Stables, me and buir’ika, just because of our damn faces. So no. No, I don’t appreciate it when people joke about me going to a vet rather than a doctor, or offer me ‘treats’ for being a ‘good girl’. It’s not cute, it’s gross. And that goes hand in hand with asking if my species have litters, or if our babies are called foals, or if we go into heat. Ugh.” She made an ugly scowl at that. “Rule of thumb? If you wouldn’t ask a Mirialan the same question, it’s probably rude as hell to ask a Bothan. Or, y’know. Literally any other sapient species.”

Flushed, Ahuska found herself glancing off to the side, feeling oddly unburdened to have let it all out, and yet also heavy for having to unload to Crow. She knew he meant nothing by it, that of all the beings in the galaxy his intentions were utterly pure. She’d never forget the way he deflected those stuffy noblewomen on Alderaan that time.

She felt his hand envelope hers. “Did you want me to talk to Nines, and get her to let up a bit on the way she-?”

“Nayc,” Ahuska found the answer came easily, even if she couldn’t quite articulate why. “Not to me, anyway. I want to say it’s different, but it’s probably not, really. I dunno. Just maybe give her a poke if she starts on any other bothans with ‘Puppy’, yeah?” “It used to bother you a lot though, didn’t it?”

Ahuska stared out at nothing for a while.

“Yeah.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

“Still sorry.”

His chin came to rest over her head, and she closed her eyes as she let her face rest against the comforting curve of his neck.

“I’m sorry too. Not your fault the galaxy is the way it is. I’m just… a little wound up right now, I think. I’m nervous about this.” “Shhh,” he soothed gently, and she let her face fall against the hand he brought to her cheek. “You don’t need to make an excuse for yourself. I asked you something stupid. Can’t promise I won’t again in the future, but I’ll always be ready to listen to you. Mmkay?” Ahuska found herself nodding against his palm. “‘kay.”

“And I’ll be right there with you, meeting those other relatives of yours. And if they turn out to be bastards? I’ll find a totally not-xenophobic way to give them a piece of my mind.”

She made a little snort, and let her arms wrap around him. “And that’s why I love you.”

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A Little Snow Never Hurt (Bakugou Imagine)

Katsuki is irritated by his lack of sleep and storms out into the winter morning only to be found by an old friend of his.

No TWs in this one, just a cute little drabble.

"Dude you look exhausted, are you ok?" Kirishima asked as he met with his neighbor in their shared hallway.

"I'm obviously fine dumbass! Just didn't get a lot of sleep last night, that asshole next to me was training all night and wouldn't shut the hell up!" Bakugou fumed, small explosions erupting from his hands.

"That sucks man, we don't have classes today, maybe you should sleep in, I'm sure nobody would mind too much." His friend suggested, trying to clam the blonde boy down.

"No way! I'm not gonna show everyone here I cant handle a little sleep deprivation. I'm not that weak got it!" He said staring down the redhead with a glare that would freeze the blood of anyone else.

"Whatever man, suit yourself." Kirishima responded pressing the button for the elevator. "I just think its more manly to take care of yourself than to worry about what everyone else thinks."

The blonde growled at the comment, shoving his hands in his pockets. They silently rode the elevator to the first floor, Kirishima whistling a tune and Bakugou trying to ignore it but only getting overly irritated by his friend.

He didn't want to get mad at him, it just happened. The whistling making him more mad than it usually would. By the time they reached the ground floor Bakugou's face was flushed with anger and his under eye bags were more pronounced than they were upstairs.

As soon as the doors opened Katsuki left the redhead behind, opting to go for a walk in the cold winter air, one to cool him down. His quirk starting to overheat his body in his anger, but also hoping the frigid air would help wake him up. He barely even noticed the redhead trailing behind him with a coat, trying to convince him he would catch a cold without it.

An exclamation of "Kacchan!" was all the warning the blonde got before the excited blue haired girl came into his vision, while also knocking into him at full force, thankfully only enough to make him take a step back. He recognized the voice immediately, nullifying any instinct to attack after the random assault.

"Tsk, what the hell are you doing here dumbass?" he asked, not letting go of the girl he had known in his childhood. The one who could always make him calm down a little, the one he had just been thinking about.

"The teachers asked me to move in too, along with your parents and auntie Inko." The blue haired girl chirped back, burying her face in the chest of her best friend, the one who had always saved her from her childish fears. "Are you alright you seem angry." she asked looking up at him and running her thumb under his eye.

"Uhhh Bakugou? Wanna explain this?" Kirishima asked, far from used to seeing his friend be this gentle with anyone, or letting anyone be this gentle with him.

"This is Kikimora we grew up together, she's a huge pain in my ass that can never seem to leave me the hell alone." Bakugou said, betraying his words by gently pushing the girl back and looking around, a slight blush on his cheeks.

"Ahh you know you love me Kacchan~" the girl said grabbing his hand, noticing the lack of warm clothing he had on. "Why are you in just a tank top? Its the middle of winter you idiot, you'll catch a cold." she gently scolded, folding her arms around Katsuki's.

"That's what I said! But Bakugou here never listens to me!" Kirishima exclaimed holding out Katsuki's coat to show the effort he made.

"I'm too strong to catch something as lame as a damn cold shitty hair! I'm fine, I don't need you two to babysit me!" He yelled pulling his arm away from his friend and walking away.

Kikimora just sighed grabbing the coat from Kirishima.

"Thank you for trying to take care of him. I know he's probably never said it, but deep down I know he appreciates the care his friends give him." Kikimora bowed to the redhead who just scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.

"It's no problem, I actually don't mind helping him out, though it would be nice if I got a thank you now and then." He chuckled allowing the girl to take the jacket from his hands.

"You should go back inside, you're not exactly dressed for the weather either, I'll go get that stubborn idiot."

Kirishima nodded giving her a wave as she ran off to find where her friend had run off too, not taking to long to hear the distant popping sound of him trying to warm himself up. She followed the popping to a small courtyard a few minutes walk from the dorm building she was supposed to meet everyone at.

The courtyard was beautiful, a small dusting of snow covered the dead bushes and trees creating a winter wonderland. The water frozen in an intricate design coming from the fountain in the middle of it, and huddled on one of the benches was Katsuki, cursing to himself as he shivered.

Kikimora walked up to him, draping the jacket over the obviously angry boy.

"What's up Kats?" she asked, wiping the snow from the bench next to him and sitting down, shivering from the cold seeping into her.

"Nothing's up. I'm fine. Go inside." He said, slipping his arms through the coat, leaving the buttons undone.

"Not without you. You're gonna get sick if you stay out here too much longer." Kiki could see the blonde start to open his mouth but started talking before he could get a word out. "Don't give me that shit about you being to strong to get sick. That's not how sickness works and you know it. Now tell me what's wrong or I'm going to tell your mom how rude you're being." she threatened buttoning up his jacket and slipping the scarf from around her neck and wrapping it around his.

"Tsk, fine, no need to involve the hag." He said looking at her with a glare that she saw right through. There was no anger in it. No it was a mix of exhaustion and frustration and thankfulness. He was thankful that he had his friend here, the one he entrusted all his problems to. The only one he knew he could trust one hundred percent. "I just didn't get a lot of sleep last night, and with everything happening there is a lot of stress ok? Nothing you can do about it. I'll be fine, I just gotta get through today." He said looking down at his hands between his knees.

Now it was her turn to tsk.

"Nothing I can do huh? Are you sure there is nothing?" she asked getting up, kneeling down a few feet away from where the blonde sulked.

"What the hell are you talk-" He was cut off by a ball of snow hitting him in the face. His red eyes stared at the girl, his brain caught between anger and laughter. She stood there another snowball in her hand, tossing it up and catching it gently, hoping it wouldn't break in her hand. She had never won a snowball fight but neither had Katsuki, he usually got too mad and ended up having the balls melt in his hands before he could throw them.

Katsuki smirked, leaning down where he sat and scooping up some snow from in front of his feet. "Oh I'm gonna kick your ass Kiki." He chucked the ball, hitting her right in the stomach.

She smiled letting her ball lose, not realizing how quick Bakugou had gotten due to his training, easily dodging her attack. Before she could make another one he was behind her, holding her where she stood.

"Uh oh" She said, her eyes going wide, realizing the mess she had gotten herself into.

"Uh oh" Katsuki chuckled into her ear before picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder.

"Let me down! You know I don't like to be picked up! Katsuki!" She squealed, earning a chuckle from the blonde boy.

"Oh no, I'm not letting you off that easy, that snowball was cold as hell. And weren't you the one concerned I was gonna get sick?" He asked the rhetorical question, walking over to one of the trees scattered around the courtyard.

"I still am so maybe we should just go inside." Kikimora said nervously, not knowing what his plan was but knowing she was not going to like it.

"No way, no one hits the future number one in the face and gets away with it mouse." He said, using the nickname he gave her when they were kids. Once they were under the tree, in the blink of an eye Bakugou had set the girl down and kicked the trunk of the tree, causing all of the snow that had built up in the branches to fall onto her.

He let out a loud laugh at the girl then, the circles under his eyes lessening and the lines of stress on his face fading, even just for a moment made her smile and laugh back at him.

"Ha ha ha, you think your so funny," She quipped, pulling his arm, making him fall forward, surprised by the action, face first into a small pile of the snow that had fell. Now it was Kikimora's turn to laugh.

The two friends lay there for a while, catching their breath. Well, Kikimora caught her breath, Katsuki never lost his to begin with. He turned to look at her, he noticed how much she had changed since he moved into the UA dorms. Her hair had grown and she now wears it back in a sloppy braid, and her face had seemed to mature, along with the rest of her body. He watched as her whole body seemed to move up and down as she breathed, her breath coming out in small white puffs. He noticed how her hips had widened and her chest filled out her jacket much more than it had before. The realization of this made Katsuki blush madly looking up through the tree they were both under.

"Maybe we should head inside, your face is starting to look red, I really don't want to take care of a sick Katsuki." She said, getting to her feet, pulling him up by his hand, making his face turn a deeper shade of red. He looked away, pulling the scarf up around his face tighter to hid the blush. Kikimora pulled him by the hand to his dorm building, both of them pulling off their shoes and soaked layers of clothing, leaving Kiki in a damp thermal shirt and leggings and Katsuki in his tank top and pajama pants.

"Your late. How did I know you would be involved." Aizawa glared at the blonde boy.

"Tsk, it wasn't my fault she wouldn't leave me alone." Katsuki glared back at him, not noticing the fist flying toward his shoulder.

"Don't blame me cause you're a hothead who doesn't listen." She seethed at him, sighing and turning to bow at the teacher in front of them.

"Sorry I'm late sir, I got... distracted. I won't make you wait on me again." Aizawa smiled at the girl, noting how Katsuki did nothing at being punched by her.

"It's fine, but you missed the tour. I'm sure your... distraction wouldn't mind showing you around. Your in the room next to Uraraka, Bakugou show her where it is. And get changed out of those wet clothes, both of you." The tired teacher instructed, walking out of the building without confirmation. Kiki looked to her friend smiling brightly as he looked back at her with a neutral expression.

"Well, show me around then." She smiled at him, taking his warm hand in hers. walking a few steps first to get him moving. He just nodded and took the lead to show her around her new home.