#personal protective equiptment

[ofsunnydays-and-moonlitnights]

DCA'S diffrent Modes! A headcannon of mine.

So I've mentioned this headcannon before here. But I headcannon Sun and Moon as having different modes, with each mode comes a different eye colour (explaining why in their merch in the games they have different eye colours sometimes.)

MOON

I talked a bit about the features Moon has in the previous post but I wanna elaborate more. First off is his Naptime more Or sleepy Moon. Sleepy Moon has blue eyes. To clarify it's still Moon but there are a few personality differences you can see in the diffrent modes due to coding. Sleepy moon is calmer, very sweet and loving, his priority is to care for the kids, help them sleep and calm them down (monkey see monkey do if he's calm they're more likely to be calm). in this mode he reads bedtime stories gives out moondrops and warm hugs. he has a heating system in his cheast and arms that warms to the perfect warmth for hug btw. The stars on his outfit have little led lights in them that glow in this mode like a nightlight. his bowtie also houses a star projector which has a toon setting or a galaxy setting for more realistic stars. He is also equipt with a music box that plays soft lullabies, and a scent diffuser that helps make kids sleepy, it smells like cinnimon apple pie, with hints of heather and nutmeg for extra sleepyness (don't tell anyone about the nutmeg) >_>.

Security mode! Moon feels most comfortable in this mode, he feels more like himself (possibly due to the fact he was stuck in this mode during those couple years of the virus...) in this mode he is protective and ruthless. He has a duty to protect the pizza plex but also the kids. He is equipt with threat detection which... well, this part went haywire during the virus and perceived everything that moved as a threat. he also has night vision! which helps him see in the dark, handy during naptime, and heat vision, great for checking the pizza plex for humans. his facial recognition gets an upgrede in this mode and he gets threat alerts on faces in the security database e.g. someone who's caused trouble before, or someone on the naughty list, or Banned list. Also all of the staff job and whether they should be on shift rn or not. He's a little less empathetic in this mode but of course he still cares. Any kind of threat can trigger security mode, he mostly uses it to scare bad kids into behaving, but it's very useful if a bad grown up isn't allowed to be in the daycare.

SUN!!!

I hadn't figured out Sun's modes last post but now I think Care mode and Play mode fit him well.

Care Mode! this is used for lecturing children, putting then in the naughty corner and banning them from the daycare if need be. He also uses this mode to care for a kids needs, whether they're hungry, sad, hurt. anything that needs a grown up is handled by Care mode. This is where he can be a little sassy. This mode is also used for pick up time so the facial recognition instantly matches a parent to their kids, so no mix ups happen. if someone comes in your stead to pick up your child it is recomended you phone in advance, tell him at drop off or you will be called and until confimation is verbally made your child will stay in suns care. Voice recognition is a major part of care mode, for the above verbal confimations and also for child care. who was that crying? where was it? these questions are answered in an instant. in care mode he is more strict and even bossy and a tad paranoid, he is though extreamly careful and does his best to create a safe space, both emotionally and physically everything must be safe and tidy. a single cry can trigger his Care mode to activate.

Play Mode! or Fun Sun! This mode is best for Arts and crafts, dancing, imagining, colouring out of lines with crayons, tea parties, acting, tag, hide and seek, All of the playing. this mode is the Sun the kids get most of the day, it's also Suns favourite mode to be in. he almost exclusivly skips in this mode. In play mode his system is mostly devoted to improvisation, and entertainment, he's the most spontanious in this mode.

thanks for coming to my ted talk ^-^

[fictitiousmagines]

You've already got me wrapped around your finger pt 5

The only way to deliver the journal, was in person. Bright and early, with a coffee in tow. Her favorite, black with milk and cinnamon. The journal was carefully wrapped in a maroon and gold, with a nice pen tucked into the boy. The journal itself was a nice one. Far better than any Mooney's has to offer. Sturdy green cover and nice thick pages, read for her beautiful thoughts.

In particular, id hope you'd fill it up with thought's of me, Y/N.

His knock was a confident one, as he stood up straighter on the porch.

The door opened a crack and her warm face was partially revealed.

"Joe," she breathed.

He leaned into the door frame a bit and lifted up his arms. "Came bearing gifts," he smiled.

Something's off. Something's not right. Her tireless warth has been replaced by hesitance. What're you hiding, my love?

"Joe, thank you," she breathed shakily before gently opening the door wider and slipping out. The door softly clicked behind her.

She hung her head in shame momentarily before looking up. Her hair fell away from her face to reveal more bruising. Deeper bruising.

Joe immediately lead her to the wicker chair on the porch before kneeling down and grabbing her hands.

"what happened?" He said as he placed the coffee in her hands.

"I think it's time to put Dad in a home. I can't handle all on my own," she sniffled. "He kept asking for my mom. And he got confused and angry and he shoved me and I-i fell. But he-he doesn't mean it when he lashes out."

Her lip quivered before she hastily took a sip of coffee. Joe hasn't taken his eyes off her. Behind his calm demeanor, rage and concern were under the surface.

She placed the coffee on the arm of the wicker chair and sighed deeply.

"Hey," he said as he gently took her face into his hands. "I think you're doing the right thing. If he's more than you can handle, it's probably best to put him in a place where there is staff that is equipt. You are one person, Y/N."

"You don't think I'm selfish?"

You are living proof that good people exist. I love that you are so kind and genuine. But I want to protect you from anyone that's a threat to your beautiful heart. I would protect you from anyone. Anyone. Even from your dad. Even from yourself.

Joe just shook his head.

"Thanks for the coffee by the way," she smiled.

"There's one more though," he beamed before setting the wrapped gift on her lap.

Her eyes widened and she gingerly plucked the pen up before unwrapping the journal. She breathed in sharply, in surprise. Her eyes softened.

"Joe, thank you."

She suddenly leaned forward and met Joe with a kiss. Soft at first, but she was soon running her fingers through his curls. Her tongue ran across his bottom lip in slow agony before being met with his. His hand found the side of her face and ran his. thumb gently across her jaw. He broke away before placing another soft kiss on her wanting lips.,

"You're always coming to the rescue," she said breathlessly.

Because I wanna rescue you, Y/N. That's what I'm gonna do, I'm gonna save you.

[ashleyh713fanfics]

Dazai X Odasaku's Sister CH14

Chapter 13: "He Doesn't Want To Be Saved”

Summary: As Odasaku's sister tries to find a way to make up for Dazai's missed birthday, she learns that it might not be so simple. Because why would a boy so intent on dying ever want to celebrate living?

Warnings: pm!sixteen year old dazai, suicide mentions, guns, manipulation on both sides, odasaku death mentions, dazai being a simp, protective ango

(This is chapter fourteen of my fanfic "Timeless" which is now on A03. I'll link the master list below so you can get the full story. Asagao's ability is to stop time for up to six seconds.)

Master List Here

A03 Here

Work Count: 6k

Ango placed a hand up to his face before rubbing his temple in order to quell the dull pain that resided there. This was the fourth week in a row that he had spent in his office alone and the man was starting to get used to the dim and windowless walls around him. 

The tasks in front of him were extensive, they always were for his line of work and the process had become a force of habit lately for the man. It was easier that way, working himself into the ground in order to keep his mind off his deceased best friend and the mistakes he regretted every step of the way. 

Because in some sort of sick way the agent still believed that he was partly responsible for Odasaku’s death. Maybe not directly but he was a spy in the port mafia, he still betrayed Dazai and Oda by telling the government all their secrets, the ones that he promised to keep. He lied, he betrayed them in the worst possible way and Ango knew he didn’t deserve forgiveness. 

And then there was Asagao. 

It had been almost an entire year since he last saw her in person but the government check ups he ordered seemed to show that she was doing fine adjusting to Yokohama. 

And he promised himself that he would be there for her, that he would take on that brotherly/ paternal role that Oda couldn’t do anymore but who was he kidding? He wasn’t equipt for that kind of thing. He never liked kids, and now he was responsible for the most important thing in the universe? How could he possibly be worthy of such a thing? 

In a twisted way, he couldn't help but look at her as an atonement, a penance for his past crimes. Because maybe if he kept her safe then the universe would forgive him as well, maybe he could finally have a good night's rest without the consent guilt on his back. 

But he knew it was wrong to look at her that way, to only see her as a bargaining tool of his own psyche. How despicable of him. She had nothing to do with all of this. Asa was just a lost sixteen year old child that needed guidance. 

And though he was sure he wasn’t equipped for that, Ango knew he had to try. 

He couldn’t fail anyone else, especially Odasaku’s little sister  

Sighing to himself, Ango then reached his office door before opening the surface and pausing at the familiar sight of crimson across his vision. “Ah, there you are! I’ve been waiting for ages. This is bad Ango, this is really really really bad! You gotta help me!” 

Almost immediately, the man felt his mind turn blank with confusion, watching the frazzled and fidgety Asagao race up to him in clear distress. 

And though he should’ve focused on many things, the only thing that he could comprehend was her cry for help. 

Oh no, what could’ve happened? She looked so scared and helpless like this. Did someone try to hurt her? Did something happen that the government reports didn’t pick up on?!  

Ango then reached forward in order to place a firm hand on her shoulders and stop her jumpy body language. 

No, it didn’t matter what happened, he would fix it. He had to. Anything to make sure she was safe. “Asa..h-hey..it’s okay..what happened..?” 

The girl only shook her head though, causing Ango to grip onto her even tighter, a sense of dread in his voice. “It’s okay, you can tell me. Does it have something to do with Dazai?” 

Asagao then nodded her head sadly, causing the agent’s blood to boil. He knew this would happen, he knew that allowing her to hang around a destructive force like Dazai was a horrible idea. He could only imagine how he hurt her. 

That selfish little boy, how dare he hurt the last remaining piece of Oda in this world. He didn’t care if the two used to be friends, Ango wouldn’t  forgive him for ignoring his warnings. 

Just then, he saw her lips start to quiver in reply, Asagao’s hand moving up in order to weakly grasp onto his buttoned down work shirt as Ango leaned in closer with anxiety at the sound of her voice.”Ango..I..I..”

Feeling his heart twist and turn at the sound of her broken little tone, the agent frowned, ready to tear down the entire city in response. 

Oh my god, how bad could it be? What possible could’ve had her acting like this?

Ango’s mind then began to run rampant, already coming up with a list of people to call and documents to get in order to take Asagao away from Yokohama. Sure, it would be tricky but he could do it, he could get her away from..

Yet that’s when Asagao finished her sentence, a whine etched in her throat. “I missed Osamu’s birthday..!” 

…..what?

Almost immediately, the agent felt his mind stop, his own eyes blinking in disbelief as he tried to process the ridiculous statement. That’s what this was about? She wasn’t hurt, she wasn’t in danger? All of that, for a missed birthday? Oh, you have got to be kidding me. 

Forcing his hands to fall from her shoulders, Ango’s lingering headache seemed to return ten fold, his fingers reaching up to the sight with a groan. He really was worried for nothing. 

Although now that his panic had passed, more questions seemed to appear in his mind. “Hold on, how did you even get in here?” 

Asagao only turned her head in reply, like the answer was obvious. “Through the door, duh. You're so silly Ango, how else would I do it?” 

Ango deadpanned though, knowing it wasn’t that simple. “You know that’s not what I mean. This is a government owned building. There are extensive levels of security. You can’t just..” 

Realization seemed to flash on her face then, Asagao clapping her hands up before wiggling a finger in air quotes at the man’s direction. “Oh yeah! That reminds me, you should really look into that. It’s not as “secure” as you think it is.” 

At that, Ango couldn’t help but widen his eyes in horror. 

Wait, did that mean what he thought it meant? Did this girl just break into a high level government building and illegally gain access to his office just to tell him a stupid statement like that? Forgetting a birthday, that’s what constituted committing a literal crime?! 

She was insane, literally insane. What if she got caught, what if things didn’t go as planned? Then she would’ve been in prison for something so incredibly stupid. 

Feeling a sharp shiver run up his spine, Ango then looked at the goofy unbothered smile on her lips only to thank the gods that Asagao wasn’t evil or else he knew he would’ve been screwed. 

 To have her as an enemy, he imagined it was probably just as bad as having Dazai as an enemy. 

Asagao seemed to notice his disapproving stare though, her hands going up in defense before frowning. “Hey don’t look at me like that. I tried doing things legally but the people out front wouldn't let me in and this is really important, Ango! I couldn't wait!” 

The man only let his shoulders fall in defeat, already utterly exhausted from this conversion. He knew that she was spazzy and strange but this thought process was way more messed up then Odasaku ever was. She was like the man turned up to a million.  

If only her brother was here, because right now the agent felt like he was clearly in over his head. “I don’t even know where to begin with that statement..” 

Walking over to his desk, Ango stumped into the chair only for Asagao to turn around to place her hands on the surface in reply. “Come on Angoooo, we are getting off topic. I’m really at a loss here, that’s why I came to you in the first place. You’re the only grown up I know and I really need someone to talk to about this. Pleaseee?” 

Then to add dramatic effect, the girl practically draped herself over his desk in order to bat her eyes as innocently and sweetly as possible, making Ango’s heart hesitate with guilt. 

Damn it, why did she have to say that? Why did she need to bring up that he was the only reliable adult she had in her life? How could he possibly turn her away now? Even though her methods were foolish, scolding her wouldn’t change that she had searched him out. 

Sighing to himself, Ango then closed his eyes before speaking apprehensively. “Alright, fine. What do you mean you missed Dazai’s birthday?” 

Then almost immediately, Asagao’s expression brightened up in order for her to snap back up with a clap of excitement, almost like she had planned her pathetic little act purposely to make him cave.   

But that was crazy, right? 

Not giving him time to think though, Asa spoke. “Right, so we were talking and the conversation came up but then when I asked him about his birthday Osu said that it was six months ago. He told me not to worry about it but how can I? I’m his girlfriend and I couldn’t even have the decency to wish him a happy birthday. Ah, I’m the worst, aren’t I?” 

Yet Ango couldn’t help but catch something else in her explanation, red flags immediately going off as his head snapped up. “Hold on, didn’t you say that your relationship is in name only? You just called yourself his girlfriend.” 

The way she said it, it seemed so natural and that was something that worried Ango immediately. He was only okay with Dazai and Asa’s relationship if it was surface level. But this didn’t sound surface level anymore. And that scared him. 

He then watched the girl pause before shaking her head to will away the idea. “Girlfriend, fake girlfriend whatever..you’re missing the point, Ango. This isn’t about that. Anyways, like I was saying I just..”  

Ango only cut her off though only, his tone sharp. “You’re not getting attached are you?” 

Practically jumping in her skin, he then watched Asa hesitate once more before stuttering out a reply. “W-What, no. Of course not. Osamu and I aren’t like that. Our “relationship” is by convenience, that’s all. I told you that. We use each other to get closer to Oda.” 

Sure, that’s what she told him but relationships change. Surface level things become deeper without warning and that was something that Ango needed to shut down the moment he sensed it. 

And the way she was looking at Ango right now was the man's worst fear. Her voice cracked on the first part of her reply, which meant that he had struck something unknown. 

Not letting her wiggle out of this one, the man refused to break eye contact with her. “If that is the case, then why are you so worried about such a trivial thing?” 

Not understanding, Asa scoffed. “What are you talking about?” 

Yet Ango simply gave her the hard truth, whether she wanted it or not. “Dazai’s birthday has nothing to do with Odasaku. You know that, and yet you break into my office because of it. Why?” 

It was a flaw in her story, one that the man couldn’t help but notice. Because if Dazai and her were really using each other for convenience and for Oda’s memory then why had she broken into a government facility and risked imprisonment for something that had had nothing to do with their original promise?

Watching her stumble on her words, Asa filtered with her hands  “Well…because..”

Ango spoke over again though, his accusation throwing her completely off guard. “Asagao, please tell me you haven’t fallen for him.” 

That was his worst fear, for Dazai to latch his greedy little claws into her so much so that she could never escape. He could so easily wrap her around his finger and make her do unspeakable things with the guise of love and Asa would know none the wiser. 

He could wreck her, destroy her until she was a shell of herself and this poor girl would thank him for it. 

No, that couldn’t happen. If that was the case then he would have to go back to original plan and drag Odasaku’s sister out of Yokohama as quickly as possible. 

But it seemed like the idea hadn’t even crossed her mind, Asagao’s face immediately turning a bright red in order to flap her arms around in distress. “W-What?! No, no no it’s not like that. I haven’t..I didn’t even..that’s not...you're wrong. I just wanted to do something nice for him. You know, because of all the things he did for me.” 

And for Asagao, the agent’s acquisition wasn't something she could comprehend. What was he saying, that she was in love with Osamu? What kind of crazy idea was that? Of course it wasn’t like that. 

Love? How could she possibly be worthy of such a thing with him? He didn’t even know her. Sure, maybe they weren’t strangers anymore but Osamu didn’t have the connection that Asagao had. He didn’t have years worth of letters to go off of. 

He knew her from the last year they had been together but even Asa knew not to get carried away by their relationship. Osamu would never have the bond that she had for him, and that was okay. She didn’t expect him to. 

Ango was getting carried away, there was no way things could be like that. Osamu would never fall in love with a freak like her, she knew that. That’s why the idea had never crossed her mind. 

The way they were now, it was enough for her. 

She couldn’t expect more. 

Sucking in a heavy breath, Asa then closed her eyes in order to calm her erratic heartbeat before answering his question. “You asked me why I’m so worried about such a silly little thing? Well because it's important. That’s why. Everyone deserves to celebrate their birthday, even Osamu. Thinking that he let the day pass all alone, without anyone knowing, it doesn’t feel right..” 

Asagao then watched a vivid memory cross her closed eyes, causing her expression to crunch up with sadness. “Especially since I know what that’s like.” 

She could still remember the feeling, every holiday and day lingering past her each year as she sat alone in her room and read her brother’s letters for a sense of warmth. No, she didn’t want Osu to have to feel that, so lonely and insignificant. It was painful. 

And it seemed Ango even knew what she had meant by that statement, his stern gaze softly with painful guilt in order for his shoulders to slump with understanding. 

Perhaps he read this all wrong, she was just trying to do a good thing for his old friend. 

So much so, the agent then sighed to himself before standing from his desk in order to place a warm hand to Asa’s head with a reassuring smile “You don’t have to look so guilty about it. Dazai told you not to worry about it, right?”

He hated how personally she took such a small mistake, that she blamed herself for her inability to predict every little thing. It was the biggest flaw she had, burdening herself with everyone else’s problems and calling them her own. 

Although her topic of conversation still struck something interesting as well, Ango’s mind wandering back to their nights at Bar Lupin and finding a gap. “But now that I think about it, Dazai never brought up his birthday to Odaskau or me, not once.”

At that, Asa couldn’t help but look up. Now we were getting somewhere. “Why do you think he never brought it up?” 

Ango only shook his head though, not having the answers she was looking for. Odasaku was always better at reading that boy than him. “I don’t know, I imagine it just never interested him..”

The man then frowned before whispering mostly to himself. “I mean, for a kid so intent on dying, why would he want to celebrate another year of living?” 

Then all at once, Asagao felt her eyes widen in heartbreaking realization. She had never thought about that before but Ango was right. Osamu wanted to die, he wanted to leave this world by his own volition. That was his end goal. 

And the idea of a birthday was about the exact opposite. It was soaked in life and celebration, everything that Dazai Osamu absolutely despised. 

After his many suicide attempts, after the world rejected to take him, she was sure that his birthday was like the equivalent of a slap in the face. 

Because every year that passed was a failure to him, it marked another eternity stuck on this earth, almost like the day of his birth was continuing to mock him for being unable to finish the job. 

No wonder why he looked withdrawn when she mentioned it. Asa probably brought back that rejection tenfold without meaning to. That’s why he brushed it off and told her to drop it. 

Damn it, now she felt even worse than before. 

There had to be something she could do to make him feel better. 

Lowering her eyes in silent thought, Ango then broke through the silence, his words laced with warning. “I know that face. Stop it. I know you mean well but getting wrapped up in Dazai’s suicidal tendencies will do you no good. It will end in disaster and you're just going to get hurt like that.” 

Asa only shook her head though, hating that he was right. Osamu’s world was so dark and sad, laced with loneliness and misery she could never understand. His desire to die surely stemmed from a mix of horrible experiences and feelings that he kept locked tight to himself. 

Feeling her shoulders slump in defeat, the girl was at a loss. “I just want to help him, is that so bad?”

Ango only softened though, his hand landing on her shoulder with a sad smile. “No, it’s not. I want to also, but it’s not that simple. You have to understand that Dazai’s been like that for a long time, even longer than Odasaku or I have known him. Any attempt to fix what’s broken is long gone.” 

Asagao slumped her head down at that, her blurry uncertain eyes boring to the floor. 

She would never be able to understand it, not fully. What made him like this? 

Because while she saw the good and the possibilities of beauty Asa knew that Osamu was the complete opposite. His life had only provided him with awful memories, memories that have always been incomprehensible to her.

But even still, she couldn’t help but catch glimpses of his past every once and a while. The way he would become strangely quiet and stare out Oda’s window silently while she slept, the way his eyes would narrow in deep thought when they watched a movie or the way he would flitch and tense when she tried to touch anywhere but his bandages. 

Something in his life had broken him, far beyond repair. 

And Asagao wasn’t stupid, as knew that crying to him or begging the boy not to kill himself was pointless. He was too far gone for that. The idea of suicide had been ingrained into every one of his cells, suffocating him and making him see no other option. 

After years of suffering, how could she possibly change any of that? 

Still not wanting to believe it, Asa grasped for anything she could find, anything that would heal his broken mind. “But..I..” 

Yet that’s when Ango cut her off, his voice serious. “Asagao.”

Looking up from her spot on the floor, the agent finished sadly. “He doesn’t want to be saved.” 

And that broke the final straw of hope that she had, the girl crumbling down internally as her entire face fell.

Ango was right. Dazai didn’t want to be saved. This whole birthday thing was a part of a larger much deeper scale, one that she couldn’t fix no matter how hard she tried. 

But could it really be? Could she really not do anything? Even after he gave her so much, even after Osamu’s presence calmed her heart back home. 

Right now was she truly utterly useless to him? 

Searching for an answer, Asa whispered. “If my brother were still here, what would he have done?” 

Ango knew the answer immediately, although it wasn’t the one she wanted. “He would’ve dropped it. Odasaku knew better than to dive too deep into Dazai’s problems and so should you.” 

Drop it? Really? Oda saw this sad broken little boy and he just ignored his problems? He never brought it up or tried to fix it, not once? He pretended like they weren’t there and went on drinking with Dazai like nothing was wrong? How could he stand that? 

Shaking her head, something about that sentence didn’t seem right. “But that’s what everyone else in his life has done. That’s what he’s grown up with, that’s what he probably expects..” 

Just then, Asagao paused, the words getting lost in her throat before her eyes widened with realization. “I get it.”

Why hadn’t she seen it before? Why didn’t she realize that? How could she have been so stupid? Oh, she needed to get to work quickly. There wasn’t much time. 

Then Ango watched the red haired kid immediately turn towards the door only for him to chase after her. What did that mean? She wasn’t about to do something dangerous, was she? 

Because that was something he wasn’t going to allow. “Wait, where are you going now?” 

Turning around immediately, Asagao answered back, her voice rushed and manic, like she was trying to process her thoughts by the second. “You’re right, Ango. Empty words mean nothing to him, and maybe backing off would be easier but that’s not going to fix anything. Telling him not to die, that’s not what he’s looking for.”  

Ango still looked completely lost though, causing Asagao to groan in frustration before connecting the dots for him. “Don’t you see? Osamu doesn’t want to be saved, he wants to be noticed.” 

Lifting her hands out in explanation, Oda’s sister continued. “How many years has Osu been alone, how many times has he let his birthday pass because he simply believes that no one will care and no one will hear him? He’s given up because he realized that it’s easier for everyone else to ignore him than to acknowledge his suffering..” 

Of course, of course that’s what it was. He didn’t want someone to pull him from the ledge, he wanted someone to notice that he went up to the roof in the first place. How many years had he been ignored, looked over, and passed off because of his inability to be understood? 

So much so that at some point down the line, Osamu stopped calling out, he stopped waiting for someone to see him and just buried himself in the darkness, not seeing a point in trying anymore. 

That’s why he didn’t bring up his birthday, because he thought that no one would care, that no one would ever acknowledge the fact that he was alive and struggling with the wish not to be. 

Oh, how lonely and isolating that must have been for him, to have given up hope. 

The ideology that her brother and Ango shared, it was only part of the problem. Ignoring his pain wasn’t going to make it go away. 

And perhaps acknowledgment it wouldn’t fix it either, but at least it would show Dazai that she was looking at him, that she saw him. 

He wasn’t alone, she would walk right beside him for as long as she was able. 

Because of that, for the first time in her life, Asagao couldn’t agree with her brother’s choice. ”But I will always acknowledge it, I won’t ignore it like my big brother. I refuse to let him suffer alone.” 

Balling her hands into fists with determination, the girl then turned around in order to leave only to hear Ango’s voice once more. “Why? Why are you pushing yourself so hard for him? Dazai isn’t the kind of person that would ask you to do this.”

Asagao only nodded her head though fully aware of that. “I know.”

She knew Osamu wouldn’t have expected such a thing for her, but that’s why she had to do it more than anything else. Because he was worth it, and although he may have not believed it, he deserved only the absolute best in life. 

So what if he never outwardly cried out for help? That just made his desperate silence even more prominent. 

Ango then watched Oda’s sister pause by the door, her hand on the side of the frame as her next words caused a ring of newfound clarity to appear in his eyes.

“But those are the kinds of people that need it the most.” 

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Turning the lock to Odasaku’s apartment, Dazai happily skipped inside in order to throw his usual black jacket on the floor and kick off his shoes with a holler. “Asa-chan! Your favorite person is here!” 

Almost as if on cue, the girl herself came racing to the entryway, her face the epitome of sunlight as she waved towards him. “Oh, Osu! You’re just in time. I’m almost done with dinner.” 

Dazai only hummed at that, already making his way towards the table in the corner as his stomach grumbled with reply. 

He never liked eating before but ever since he visited Asa’s place more frequently the boy found himself looking forward to whatever would be waiting for him. 

Settling down at his usual spot, Dazai placed his hands onto the table before hearing the soft humming from Asa as she moved through the kitchen causing the boy to close his eyes in contentment.

He hated how relaxed he was in this mutate and normal atmosphere. It contrasted the cold port mafia basement he had that spend the first half of his day in.

In fact, it was like night and day, the boy finally able to un-tense his shoulders and breathe for the first time in hours.

Although that’s when he heard Asa’s voice from the kitchen, just as sweet as always. “Hey, Osamu. Can you do me a favor and close your eyes for a sec? I wanna show you something.” 

Lifting his head up with amusement, the boy called back, fully intent on teasing her. “So bold, Asa-chan. You plan on attacking me while I’m defenseless? Although now that I think about it, dying by your beautiful fingers wouldn’t be a bad way to go so I'll allow it.. “

Then as promised, Dazai closed his eyes, leaning back on his arms as wistfully thought about that possibility. He wasn’t kidding when he said he wouldn’t have minded her killing him tonight.

Usually the boy wouldn’t have let his guard down like this with anyone but on the off chance that Asa did betray him the executive knew he’d be okay with it. At least he would die in this nice warm place.

Perhaps she would hum for him while she did it also? That sounded like the prefect way to die. 

He then vaguely heard Asagao’s footsteps sound around him before hearing the light behind him click off before she spoke again, anxiety in her tone. “Alright, open them!” 

Dazai then did as she asked, opening his eyes before the soft glow of a tiny flame welcomed him, only to look down to find a small circular strawberry cream filled cake below it. But what was this? 

Looking up with confusion, the boy then opened his lips only for Asagao to speak above him, her voice rising to a sing-songy tone. “Happy Late Birthday, Osamu!” 

And almost instantly the boy was stunned, Dazai not knowing what to say only for Asa to continue in his place. “I know, I know what you’re going to say. But I already missed way too many of your birthdays’ I couldn’t miss another one.” 

He then watched her hesitate before reaching underneath her in order to pull out a stack of colorful folded construction paper in order to place it on the table. “Besides, who knows how many of them you’ll be around for before you go. That’s why we should treat every single one as special.”

Then the girl simply slid the stack over to Dazai with a shaky nervous smile as the boy picked up the first one on the pile with confusion. Just what was her plan, and why did she look so anxious for him to look at these? 

Although Dazai got his answer the moment he opened the paper, his eyes greeted by a homemade drawing with big huge bubble letters and a short message underneath. 

----

Happy 1st Birthday, Osamu

I'm glad you were born.

----

Feeling his fingers turn numb, the boy then quickly closed the sight before immediately reaching for another folded paper, this time in the middle of the stack. No, it couldn’t be. These weren’t, they couldn’t be..

----

Happy 13th Birthday Osamu

This is the year I first heard about you from Oda’s letters and I wouldn’t have in any other way. You gave me so much hope and wonderful feelings. You may have seen this day as a failure but I’m glad you made it another year so I could know who you are. 

-----

They were. They were birthday cards. Counting the folded pieces of paper immediately, the boy gasped. Sixteen, there were sixteen cards, one to represent every single year she wasn’t there. She made these for him. 

Not knowing how to process the gesture, Dazai stared dumbfounded at the brightly colored pieces of paper. Asa went through so much effort for him, why? He told her to drop it. He wasn’t expecting her to care this much. 

No one ever cared this much. 

Not knowing if he wanted to continue and yet feeling the desperation to even so, the boy then reached for the final one in the stack with a shaky breath of uncertainty. 

-----

Happy 16th Birthday Osamu 

I know you want me to forget that I missed your birthday but I simply can’t do that, Osu. Because this is the first year I have the honor of saying to you in person. All the other times I silently spoke it through the letters but this time I’m going to get it right. So, here it goes. 

I know how you probably look at this day. You see the failure, the mockery of another year alive but the time we spent together this past year has been a gift to me.

The things that you despise like your very existence or even waking up in the morning to see another day, I can't help but be grateful for them because it means I get the privilege of sharing my life with you for just a little bit longer. 

And just as I cherish them, I hope you do too. So much so then when you do finally leave this world you may realize that not everything in life was bad. That someone noticed you when you thought no one ever would. 

You are the most important thing to me, Osamu. 

Thank you for being alive another year.  

----

Once he was done reading, Dazai remained silent, his eyes glued to the page as a heavy wave of emotion coursed through him. It made his throat close up and his chest ache with unspeakable pain by the second. 

No one had ever thanked him for being alive before. 

These letters, she wasn’t trying to get him to live, she wasn’t shaming his desire to die. No, she had acknowledged his wish and yet thanked him for it. 

God, he felt like he couldn’t breathe, like he was dying from his own faltering body. What was wrong with him? Why was his hands shaking on these cards, why was his eyes stinging with pain and his throat closing up against his will? 

Asagao on the other hand watched his reactions with anxiety, her fingers flittering under the table before standing up in order to get the rest of dinner. 

Perhaps her cards didn’t do much but it was worth a shot, at least he knew she was thinking about him now. 

Yet that’s when she felt two arms reach around her waist, pulling her backwards into Dazai’s chest as he buried his messy brown hair into her shoulder in order to hide his expression. 

His grip was firm and tight, unable to let her move or turn around, almost like it was on purpose so she couldn’t see his weak and fathering display from just behind her.

 Asa didn’t mind though, allowing her body to still as she felt him squeeze her midsection in a silent thank you for not pushing it.

How could she break his rules when he was holding her with such warmth and desperation? She couldn’t, not when he was showing her such a fragile side to himself. 

And this was the first time without the blindfold that she had been allowed to witness the crumbling inner boy that was Dazai Osamu. 

Of course she couldn’t see him given their position but she could feel his hands and the trembling frantic hold he had as he tried to tether her to the world. 

Asagao didn’t argue with that though, happy to be his anchor of hope that life could be a tiny bit better than what it was. He could cling to her as long as he needed to and as tightly as he desired because she wasn’t going anywhere. Not ever. 

So much so, the girl then lifted her hand up before lightly touching the hands that were holding her, her fingers tracing over the bare skin as Osamu twitched at the contact before allowing her to rest her palm on top of his lovingly and in absolute silence. 

They stood like that for what seemed like forever, listening to each other's shaky breath before Dazai finally muttered under her shoulder. “You think of something too.” 

Not understanding, Asa’s hand fell from his before shifting her head in confusion. What was he saying? What was she supposed to think about? 

Yet that’s when Osamu spoke again, his head lifting from the safety of her shoulder. “I missed all your birthdays also. So think of something you want to make up for them.” 

Feeling her eyes to flash with realization, Asa immediately felt her lips curve into a warm smile. He was trying to meet her halfway, wasn’t he? How sweet. The scary demon prodigy wanted to get her a birthday gift. 

Although, just the thought was enough for her, not wanting to step on any toes. “Oh, thank you but I couldn't possibly want anything. Just being with you is enough.” 

Dazai only frowned though, immediately twisting his hands around in order to flip the girl so that she was facing him. Why couldn’t she make this easy? He was trying to do something nice for the first time in his life and she wasn’t giving him any ideas. 

He couldn’t just live with her choice. Giving her nothing would’ve been like a slap in the face considering the care and time she put into him. 

There had to be something she had wanted, something that he could provide.

Yet that’s when his mind flashed back to the couple days ago only for his face to light up with twisted realization. There was one thing he knew she was interested in, something she kept asking him about…

Putting his hands on her shoulders, Dazai then smiled in sick joy before speaking. “Aw come on, Asa-chan. I think we both know that’s not true, there is something you want, something you’ve been bugging me about.” 

The then boy paused speaking the words he knew Asagao wouldn’t be able to resist. 

 “How would you like to play with my dog again?” 

[happypanda101]

"To what do I owe this rare vist, little cousin?"

Here's my entry for this months bird! @far-side-skies

Victoria "Tori" Stormis, one of the many results of Cyclonian's arranged marriages with other royal families in the region. Not having the honor curse of being heir to the throne, Victoria is sent to Cyclonia at the age of sixteen to start training to be the personal body guard of her younger cousins. Though, the connection is kept in the dark from most. She shares a close relationship with Princess Sansa, but her relationship with the empress of the terra is partly strained for reasons she can only make assumptions about or not know at all.

By the time the events of the show start to begin, Victoria is fully equipt and ready to take whatever measures she must in order to protect the royal family. Some even daring to whisper that she's nearly on par with the Terra's champion. I hope you like her! She was funny to draw.

[mysticonsheadcanons]

Fan Season 6 Episode 2: Breaking the Dome

It is early morning, and Arkayna gets a call from Queen Goodfey, asking her and the rest of the Mysticons to meet her at the palace balcony urgently. They go, and are surprised to see a dome around the city. Zarya wonders if the Astromancers have something to do with it, as the dome is similar to the one used to protect the city from Necrafa. While Em is unsure, as Proxima would have told them if there was a need for the dome, Sharise points out that it wouldn't hurt to check there to see if they do know anything.

They go to the Astromancer Academy, where many top-level Astromancers are trying to research. Proxima asks the Mysticons if they're there about the dome, and when the Mysticons confirm that they are, Proxima tells them that they are just as confused about the dome as anyone else. She reveals that she checked the device that created the dome to see if there was some kind of misfunction or if someone accidently turned on the dome, but it was off.

The Mysticons spread out in order to look for clues about the dome. Sharise asks Zarya and Piper, who are on opposite sides of the city, to attack the dome, filming themselves doing so. The others are confused, but Zarya and Piper do so. The force field appears to be equally strong on both ends, and after Em and Arkayna attack on their ends and get the same result, they realize that in order for that to happen, whatever's making the force field may be in the middle of the city. Arkayna points out that's where the palace is, and Zarya points out how, if Mallock is behind the dome, then he may have put a device in the palace.

Once they go to the palace, they tell the King and Queen what they discovered, and their guess about where the device is. The royal family helps the Mysticons look, and Piper finds it in one of the statues, getting her arm stuck in the process. After Queen Goodfey and Em gets Piper's arm unstuck, they try to turn off the machine, but are unable to do so. They decide to go to the Astromancer Academy.

Proxima examines the device, and admits that, while it does have strong protection magic, they will be able to figure it out. It would take time though, so Proxima suggests that the Mysticons look to see if there's any issues caused by the dome, and solve them if possible. The Mysticons agree, and they leave.

While monitoring the city for any signs of trouble, the Mysticons notice that there's no immediate signs of trouble, but magic does seem to be getting weaker. They then see a ship in the distance, and realize that it's carrying important medical supplies, including a rare potion needed urgently in the hospital to save a severly ill patient. Em wonders if there's some underground tunnel that is too far down to be blocked by the dome, and if so, they can use that. Zarya calls Queen Goodfey to see, and she reveals there is a sewer system, but the grates aren't large enough for a person to slip through, and the grate would be very difficult to open, especially since they can't access the outside of the city. The Mysticons get water breathing potions from Malvaron, and they try to gester and mouth words to get the sailors to pass anything they can through the gate's holes, if possible. They then realize that the dome isn't soundproof, and just ask them. The plan works, as the sailors have water breathing potions in case of emergency, and while some of the equiptment is too large to fit, others, including the potion, can fit.

Just as they finish delivering the medicine, they get a call, saying that the Astromancer Academy is under attack. They go, and see Mallock with shadow creatures attacking the Astromancers. They manage to fight Mallock off, but he does escape. With Mallock and his shadow creatures out of the way, the Astromancers are able to break the protection magic on the device and turn it off.

Back at Mallock's hideout, he is looking at the device he made, and realizes that he is close to having enough magic to summon the creature, since the dome did drain some magic. He smiles, saying that his next plan will certainly provide enough magic.

[retiredchildsoldier]

So I've got an idea related to prepping and yes this is just to distract me from the energy/spoon loss death spiral I'm experiencing.

So with peppers a lot of them follow after big names in the community, that's what humans tend to do when they have communities. The thing is a lot of these big names like Hop and brass facts are very very well equipt, and spend a lot of time training.

These kinds of people would be great in an emergency, but not everyone has the recourses to set themselves up this well. And while most peppers are isolated to small social circles and don't tend to be super community minded, when it comes to producing communities resistant to disaster it's important to have a verity.

There are people like them who are super well equipped and have some training, people like me who are not well equipped but very well trained, people who are poorly equipped and have no retaining, and people who are well equipped but have no training.

And honestly combat training isn't as massively important as you might think in handling disasters. I've been in a few disasters and honestly my non-combat survival training has gone far further than my combat training. And I can teach untrained people my skills.

So my thought is that you really only need a few people who are very well trained, and they can teach other members of your community.

For example in my friend group I am the only one with: combat training, combat experience, survival training, survival experience, specialized combat training, low level emergency medical training, first aid training, field structure production (I can build shit in the woods), welding training, weapons training (it gets granular), and or unconventional warfare education. (This doesn't apply to the one person reading this, you know who you are ❤️)

Im the only one who comes to the table with all that, the rest are civilians with civilian life experience and minimal training. That's fine, because i can teach all of them how to operate like I do to a mostly functional level if they take it seriously.

I can't make a dozen willing civvies into what I am, but I can make them far more dangerous to an enemy than they would be without my education.

I can teach a willing civilian:

1. Basics of defense

2. How to set up tripwire alarms

3. How to shoot basic weapons

4. Important combat mindsets

5. Various survival tactics

6. A survival mindset

And a ton of other shit.

So essentially in a larger emergency it becomes a responsibility of those with training and experience to educate those without training and experience. That is if you wanna turn civilians into useful watch members and minor survivalists.

And they don't even need much gear to do the things I'd probably require of them in an emergency, the main things they need are

1. The will to try and keep trying

2. Guts

If they have that I can make them very effective at helping and protecting their communities, and people like me can do the same. This can save a lot of lives in an emergency if people are willing to work with us. If not, then what happens to them is not my responsibility. I help where I can, and accept where I can't.

-Filthy rat and sniper bait (we're adding our alter nicknames to our posts now for our own psych benefit and to tip off friends as to who's posting without letting others know)

[fuckyeahanarchistposters]

'WE WON'T WORK WITHOUT PPE!' 

As states move to begin reopening, workers are being forced to choose between their health and their jobs. . At a bare minimum, workers must demand PPE from bosses. 😷 . In sectors where workers are better organized, they should consider the potential of the 'back to work' strike.

Via: blackrosefed.org

[missslurpie]

Dating Draco Malfoy Would Include

- you have to like green apples

- if you don’t he’ll force you to hold one anyway

- likes to lie on your lap 

- wants you to play with his hair

- very needy

- invites you to his dorm every night

- holds you very close

- likes to bury his face in your hair

- if you have short hair he’ll just put his face in your chest

- you have to play with his hair

- wants you to massage his back and neck

- likes it when you kiss his forehead

- wants you to always sleep with him

- wants you to lie on top of him

- you have to hug him

- holds your hand to show you are his

- very jealous

- like seriously

- you can’t even talk to your cousin without him getting suspicious

- you have to wear his jersey number when he plays quidditch

- no hanging out with Gryffindor prefects *cough cough Percy*

- toxic masculinity

- gets sad when you are sad

- makes the person who hurt you fall off the astronomy tower

- very protective

- matching rings!!!

- likes it when you wear his shirt and hoodies

- buys you very expensive gifts

- doesn’t expect any back

- makes his friend group be your body guards

- will beat up any boy that comes near you

- yell at you for flirting, but will apologize if you start crying

- likes kissing everywhere near your face

- leaves hickeys to prove you are his

- watch crime, romantic, and shows that involve boys with daddy issues

- wants you to fall asleep in his arms

- likes it when you kiss his neck

- likes to tickle you, if he is in a good mood

- wants you to hold him if he gets a nightmare

- won’t let his father hurt you

- Narcissa loves you

- need you to bake cookies for him

- makes you try on his robes, just for a laugh

- you make him try on your skirts and bras

- he says he hates it but you know he stole on of your clothes and hides it in his room

- tries to impress you by showing off his riches and apple trees

- shows off his apple picture collection

- makes you wear his cologne

- tries to braid your hair

- styles you everyday

- makes sure the both of you match

- likes it when you pull his hair while he kisses you neck

- hugs you too tightly

- makes you wear his Slytherin scarf even if you are not in his house

- makes you study with him

- you basically do his homework, but not before he promises something in return

- possessive over you

- you practically moved into his dorm

-  want you to dye part of your hair blond

- likes it when you kiss the place where his dark mark is

- likes it when people are jealous of him for having you

- tries to get you jealous by hanging out with other girls

- but stops and chases after you if you leave or give him the silent treatment

- purposely make things too high for you to reach if you are giving him the silent treatment, and this makes you call out to him so he can help you, now you have to talk to him

- likes to prank people with you

- buys all the equiptment, fart spray

- visits WWW with you

- if someone makes fun of his family, you will stand up for him and chase the person away

-  admires you from afar in class

- actually nervous for your first date

-  you are too special for him to lose

- treats you with everything you could possibly need

- likes to visit the rich part of the muggle world, only sometimes

- when you get drunk, he will personally carry you to his bed and tuck you in

- if he is drunk, he will tell everyone (Even you) that he has a girlfriend.

- will not give you your space if you had an argument, he will keep begging and pleading until you get back together with him

[casitafallz-a]

Oh wow... so Lost someplace called home is happening at the same time as this? Dang, Decay's... I don't even know. She thinks her son is safe and sound at home but...

haha yep... like i think there's a good reason why people are touching bases with their native families now and I.... i have sooo much in thought of what'll happen and how and why Dante ended up where he is.

but there's also a lot more behind the scenes. If you've read P2, that's hinting to a background issue bubbling in the Watcher AU XD

I will spoil one thing:

Divergent-Born, such as Dante, Rana or even fracture's Triperts, are highly desired for their uniqueness. To why they're called Divergent-born to start with. Kidnappings are common so there's a system put in place as means of protection.

Anyone Divergent Born are tracked by Watcher's personally and each divergent born are equipt with a device (disguised often as a belt buckle or even as buttons on clothes) that if they're removed from the Watcher AU without parental or watcher consent, the Divergent-born that has a native AU (like Decay) are teleported to there purposely.

People are easy to track with their quantum signature; like a fingerprint that can be detected. If a child is born of a communion of two different AUs, Like Dante, the child would inherit the maternal Quantum signature.

By sending someone back to their native world, they're lost in the noise of their world, making them near impossible to find in their native world bc the whole world has the same signature. The only things that'd be easy to locate would be things that aren't native to their world, like clothes or Watcher/ Forgine technology, which would ping up on Quantum signature scanners.

[tmrnonsense]

ben x gally

who’s the cuddler: Ben. People think Gally would hate that but he actually loves it when Ben is affectionate

who makes the bed: Ben does

who wakes up first: Gally. And he always gets up quietly so he won’t wake Ben.

who has the weird taste in music: Gally probably but I don’t know what he listens to

who is more protective: Gally. If you even look at Ben wrong you are dead. Once some guy tried to flirt with Ben and let’s just say it didn’t end well

who sings in the shower: Ben does

who cries during movies: Ben. He cries when anything sad happens so Gally tries to make sure they don’t watch sad movies so Ben isn’t sad.

who spends the most shopping: Ben probably. Gally wouldn’t go shopping for non-necessities if you paid him.

who kisses more roughly: Gally

who is more dominate: Gally

who burns the dinner: Gally would if Ben would let him in the kitchen

who picks the restraunt to eat: Ben because Gally always lets him

who forgets dates: Neither of them

who has to remind the other to take their meds/pump/clean their medical equiptment: Ben reminds Gally because Gally doesn’t take care of himself

who has to remind the other to go to bed: Ben makes Gally go to bed

who makes breakfast in bed: Ben. Gally can’t even make cereal. Ben is actually a great cook and he was almost a cook instead of a builder

who will eat food no matter if it is under/over cooked: Gally. Ben tells him not to

who is more likely to get lost: Ben. His sense of direction is awful. He could get lost in his own house

my rating for the ship 1-10: I love its so cute. You have grumpy Gally who isn’t much of a people person and sweet, friendly Ben. 8/10

[skys-unused-main]

Flintwood for ship questions~

who’s the cuddler: definitely Marcus although he will deny it and say that he doesn’t cuddle.

who makes the bed: Marcus. Oliver would just leave it messy forever.

who wakes up first: Oliver wakes up early so her can get some quidditch training in first thing.

who has the weird taste in music: they both listen to normal music so neither.

who is more protective: Oliver is definitely more protective whether it’s someone flirting with Marcus or Marcus getting hurt playing quidditch. He also kind of a hypocrite because he’ll tell Marcus to be careful then almost get himself killed.

who sings in the shower: Oliver does but he’s a horrible singer.

who cries during movies: Oliver is more emotional and cries during sad movies and Marcus who can almost always mask his emotions will cry during children’s movies.

who spends the most shopping: Oliver because Marcus cannot stand shopping.

who kisses more roughly: Marcus definitely.

who is more dominate: they are both very dominate but Marcus is probably a little more.

who burns the dinner: Oliver is a horrible cook.

who picks the restraunt to eat: Marcus does because he think his taste in food is better.

who forgets dates: they both forget sometimes because they focus so much on quidditch that they sometimes stay out training to late. Sometimes they both forget on the same night

who has to remind the other to take their meds/pump/clean their medical equiptment: Marcus because Oliver forgets to take care of himself.

who has to remind the other to go to bed: they both do because they are always staying up too late

who makes breakfast in bed: Marcus does because despite what you might think he is a great cook

who will eat food no matter if it is under/over cooked: Oliver will and Marcus is always telling him that’s disgusting because Marcus grew up in a rich family where the food was always cooked perfect.

who is more likely to get lost: neither of them normally get lost but when they do they end up arguing over who’s fault it is they’re lost especially on long road trips. One time Terence and Adrian were on a long road trip with them and debated getting out and walking

my raiting for the ship 1-10: 9/10 this ship is one of my personal favorites I love it so much

[technicallydeepbookworm]

For the ask game can you do Theyna?

who’s the cuddler: they aren't really into physical touch, sometimes they decied to cuddle but it goes both ways

who makes the bed: they both had to take care of people so they are used to do things like that.

who wakes up first: Reyna, she spend hours thinking.

who has the weird taste in music: Reyna, she's been isolated by the world and she's stil learning a lot.

who is more protective: Both can kill you if you dare to hurt in any way the other.

who sings in the shower: Reyna secretly does

who cries during movies: no one

who spends the most shopping: Talia because she needs alt pretty clothes

who kisses more roughly: Talia

who is more dominate: uh, they both have a dominant and strong personality

who burns the dinner: both know the basics of cooking

who picks the restraunt to eat: Reyna knows pretty good restaurants

who forgets dates: No one

who has to remind the other to take their meds/pump/clean their medical equiptment: Talia

who has to remind the other to go to bed: Talia because Reyna is always busy with her leader duties

who makes breakfast in bed: Reyna

who will eat food no matter if it is under/over cooked: Talia

who is more likely to get lost: No one

my raiting for the ship 1-10: 8/10 very valid but Reyna said she isn't interested in dating right now so

[thebigqueer]

idk what ask game you’re doing, but valgrace or jercy? 🤔

oh look who it is, the cat emoji person </3

the ask game is just like. stuff. okay anyway im gonna do valgrace because ive personally never made headcanons for them before and im curious as to what my mind can come up for them. 

who’s the cuddler: hmmmm i honestly think Leo would be the cuddler because i dont know i feel like he’d just love to be all wrapped up in Jason’s arms <3

who makes the bed: probably Jason cuz he’s from Camp Jupiter so he’s the kinda person to want to follow rules and shit (Leo would mess up the bed moments later)

who wakes up first: Jason 100%. I feel like he’s a morning person, and I think in the mornings Leo would make a show about having to wake up just so Jason can pick him up from bed because LKJDFLKSFD

who has the weird taste in music: LKJDSFLJK I JUST CANON THAT JASON HAS WEIRD MUSIC TASTE AND I DONT KNOW WHY

who is more protective: I personally think they’re both protective of each other, but i think Jason might be more external about it. He and Leo have e bOND

who sings in the shower: LEO HAHAH i just feel like he’d sing badly on purpose to ruin jason’s morning and even though its hella annoying jason just likes to know that leo’s having fun <3

who cries during movies: leo for sure but jason would pretend to not care and then go into the kitchen for popcorn and literally sob his eyes out

who spends the most shopping: hmmmm honestly im not really sure. i feel like leo and jason would be the kind of people that are always looking for new things for their house so theyd buy. like. everything. so i think theyd equally spend the most. 

who kisses more roughly: 0-0

who is more dominate: 0-0

who burns the dinner: lkLSKDFKJSFD I THINK THEYRE BOTH TERRIBLE COOKS OOPS but i think definitely Leo cuz. you know. he’s made of flames. 

who picks the restraunt to eat: Leo because he likes only the Finest Restaurants TM and expects nothing less from his beloved

who forgets dates: i think they’d both forget dates because i feel like Jason would be the busy kind of person and for Leo I just think he can be forgetful, but when they both realize they’ve forgotten a date they just laugh

who has to remind the other to take their meds/pump/clean their medical equiptment: i think Jason would tell Leo more often because he’s probably forgetful, but from time to time Leo would do the same to him. 

who has to remind the other to go to bed: jason, for sure, because I think Leo’s always going to be caught up in some new invention or project that he’s super excited about and Jason just wants him to sleEP FOR GODS SAKE JUST SLEEP I KNOW YOU LOVE IT BUT COME ON LEO

who makes breakfast in bed: leo will make breakfast, completely ruin the breakfast, then give it to jason and be like “i tried, sparky, I really did” 

who will eat food no matter if it is under/over cooked: Leo. 100%

who is more likely to get lost: i think Leo

my raiting for the ship 1-10: dont hurt me but id say 7.5/10 simply because im still learning about valgrace, and its not quite my otp but its certainly cute and makes A LOT of sense. 

[snapsbysio]

Studio Shoot Plan

CONCEPT

 The general concept of my studio shoot will be self-portraiture focusing on my hair and clothing. It will be self-portraiture as I will be using my home studio instead of the college studio and cannot have anyone in my home. I could use family members but I feel as though using myself will be more beneficial, obviously, due to the theme of this shoot.

 CAMERA AND EQUIPTMENT

 I have a sufficient home studio to complete this task, the equipment I shall be using includes:

-          A Soft Box

-          A compact backdrop stand

-          A black blackout roller blind as my official backdrop

-          LED Ring light to adjust colour of light

-          Bluetooth Remote Shutter

-          Tripod for camera

 ADDITIONAL MATERIALS

 I shall need a range of outfits to use in my portraiture, luckily for me, I will be conducting this shoot in my bedroom, so I will have access to all my personal belongings on hand. The same can be said for any props I may use, they are on hand at all times.

 RISK ASSESSMENT

 Due to the fact that I will be shooting in my own home, I don’t need to worry about travelling with my equipment, props and clothing as they will be on hand in the safety of my own home. However that is not to say that there are 0 risks on this shoot. Setting up all this equipment in my bedroom poses risks as ill have limited space to move around. I need to be very careful of wires and not to physically knock over any of my equipment for both my own safety and the protection of my equipment and bedroom.

INSPIRATION

Sam Jones

[mar-bluu]

Belmerttons for that ship ask thing??

who’s the cuddler: Buttons! You’d think it’d be Elmer but this boi clings to him like a damn koala

who makes the bed: Elmer, he likes the bed to look neat and likes the feeling of crisp sheets :3

who wakes up first:  Buttons! He’s a big morning person 

who has the weird taste in music: Oh it’s Buttons hands down, he likes to just pick a song and then let whatever comes on next play and before he knows it, it’s four hours later and it’s just gone from a classical piece to a lady screaming in different languages with faint ukulele music playing off beat in the background 

who is more protective: They’re both pretty protective of each other, but Buttons is a little more so (linked to the amnesia au :3)

who sings in the shower: Elmer! Buttons can hear him from the other side of the house! Buttons sings too sometimes, but not as frequently or as loud, he more hums than sings 

who cries during movies: they both get pretty emotional during movies :3

who spends the most shopping: Buttons! He sees literally anything and is like ‘oh I’m gonna get this for Elmer. Do we need a juice press? no, but i love him and he deserves fresh pressed juice dammit!’ 

who kisses more roughly: Elmer

who is more dominate: Buttons! 

who burns the dinner: Buttons

who picks the restaurant to eat: Elmer

who forgets dates: both of them! they’re so content with just being with each other, they forget that they have dinner reservations lol 

who has to remind the other to take their meds/pump/clean their medical equiptment: They both remind each other, but Buttons usually has to remind Elmer a little more

who has to remind the other to go to bed: Elmer, Buttons wakes up early no matter what, but if he goes to bed late he’s really flat and/or grumpy in the morning 

who makes breakfast in bed: Buttons (because he’s up first) but on special occasions, Elmer cooks for him :3

who will eat food no matter if it is under/over cooked: Elmer! He doesn’t have the heart to tell Buttons that the toast shouldn’t be that black

who is more likely to get lost: Elmer, his sense of direction doesn’t exist lol

my raiting for the ship 1-10: 10000000000000000000000000000000000000000/10 i love them very very much <3

ship questions!

[transboytori]

very REAL list of bandori bands & enstars units that should interact (scientific list)

poppin’ party & knights: i bet u were expecting me to say trickstar but Nay. Think Abt It… kasumi and leo write songs together and bond over cats.. saya and arashi big sister everyone Together.. izumi and arisa form the Ultra Tsundere Duo.. jost Think..g.. idk how but i feel like tae would get along with ritsu also.. + rimi and tsukasa.. i cant think of examples please just trust me i am a scientist

afterglow & undead: kaoru. flirts. with himari. moca ran and koga become Guitar Buddies. rei and tomoe big sib pair?? moca and adonis share recipes. bread + meat duo. iconic. adonis tries to protect tsugumi

roselia & valkyrie: similar aesthetics. yukina sayo & shu would love each other. mika would genuinely think ako was the coolest person and would be friends with rinko by extension. could also potentially bond with yukina abt cats. ALSO rinko can sew with them!! lisa’s Mom Friend Energies expand and she makes shu and mika eat a food

pastel*palettes & fine: look ok just think abt hina and wataru interacting even once and tell me this would not be wonderful. aya and tori. Pink. maya tells yuzu abt equiptment management which u Know he’d be down to learn since he has chronic Must Be Good At Everything disease. chisato and eichi problematic blonds. eve would rly admire yuzuru just in general also lbr

hello, happy world! & ra*bits: mitsuru and hagumi RUN. SPORT. hajime and kanon look like they could be Siblings and also could do tea parties?? misaki needs someone to talk to and nazuna would be perfect for that. tomoya hesitantly interacts with kaoru but she’s basically a less harmful wataru so its ok. they r theatre friends. misaki now has helping hands to stop kokoro from just doing whatever she wants. nazuna has 3 very dumb younger sisters now and 2 not so dumb younger sisters.