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GymRat!Miguel Part 5

content warning: very fluffy, PDA ➡️ something in which the reader is shy about and Miguel is hungry for, Miguel’s bday is 10/13 here, it gets suggestive so MINORS BEWARE, George O’Hara is NOT abusive in this story and he will be Mexican here idc idc idc, some mentions of food (deer meat at one point), some of the gym photos are white men (my deepest apologies, I just want y’all to have an idea of the pose 😔)

word count: 4.3k (just nod and smile. she's thicc like me😗)

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GymRat!Miguel who learns your schedule front to back. He’s always there to walk you to your classes and carry your heavy bags and purses. Sometimes he’ll meet you outside of your dorm, sometimes you’ll send him your location and he’ll come running. Now, you both walk into the lab building hand in hand and leave the building swinging hands. You used to despise those lovey-dovey couples who were stuck in their own world, but now you could understand them completely. They were still a little annoying, though.

GymRat!Miguel who makes a habit of sending you post workout pictures in the early mornings. His go-to poses are the worm’s eye under-chest, the standing mirror, the bench mirror, and the back mirror. The last one was specific to his dorm bathroom, too shy to take his shirt completely off. Your thorough praises made him feel warm, but sometimes you let more silly things slip.

��You could probably choke me with your thighs and I’d be thankful”

“Baby don’t say that. :(( I would never hurt you”

“Oh so you can want me to sit and lay on you but I can’t ask for the same? Wow. The double standards”

“That’s not fair. You should sit on me. I can take it and I want it. Thoroughly.”

“Oh! So you’re saying I’m not strong enough. Got it.”

“Baby I never said that!”

“Whatever Miguel 🙄”

“ㅜㅜ”

“You never answered me though. Will you sit on me?”

“Go get ready for class 😒”

“😞”

GymRat!Miguel who tells you that his birthday is coming up at the last minute possible. You berate him for telling you so late and kick yourself for not asking sooner, but you still manage to get a reservation at one of the fancy local restaurants.

You pull out all of the stops you could. A gift card from Smoothie King, a pair of slippers to match yours, the newest Final Fantasy game, and a muscle bunny keychain to match your muscle bear keychain. He was your big teddy bear, after all.

You handed him the gifts after the staff brought out a chocolate cake with sparklers on it while singing at the top of their lungs. The chocolate syrup read “Happy Birthday Miguel 🤎” around the plate.

Miguel’s smile got bigger as he took the gifts out one by one. He paused when he got to the cards: one a birthday card and the other a thick “open when…” manilla envelope.

The birthday card was simple and sweet. It was the other stuff you were worried about. You found these cute ideas about letters and notes to leave for your significant other. You had one for anger, sadness, needing a hug, sickness, boredom, and even one for wanting a kiss. You remember Jess walking in on you with your lips smashed against the cardstock, trying to get a bunch of kiss marks to cut out. She just sighed out a “young love” and carried on to her side of the room.

“It’s only been a short time since we’ve been dating, but Thanksgiving and Christmas break are coming up so I wanted to leave you with something for when you can’t reach me.”

Your heart is thumping as Miguel takes the cards out, reading their envelopes.

What you don’t expect is for Miguel to start crying.

You startle a bit, scared that the gift is awful, but he lets out a watery thank you, flustered from everything.

You quickly make your way to his side of the table and hug him. You wipe at his eyes and chuckle at his cuteness, telling him you were afraid he didn’t like it.

He shakes his head, breathes deep and slow to calm his emotions.

“No, I will definitely be using all of these. I really appreciate this. Everything. I’m not sure how you were able to do all of this, but I’m thankful that you did.”

You couldn’t take it. Here he was with dewey eyes and red tinting his cheeks. It was cuteness overload.

You face him towards you and lean forward, connecting his lips to yours.

GymRat!Miguel who stares at you stunned when you lean back. That was your first kiss with him. His first kiss with you and he was sitting here with his cheeks damp and nose sniffling away.

“I-” his heart picks up and he’s opening and closing his mouth. He was short circuiting.

“Can we- I mean if it’s ok, can we do that again?” Miguel stutters out.

You simply nod your head and lean in again, this time tilting your head.

The cards in Miguel’s hands drop to the table and his breathing stops. Your lips were soft and full. Another fraction of his dreams that were nothing compared to the real thing.

He could only hear his heartbeat and the soft jazz music in the restaurant when he let up for air.

This was definitely the best gift of the night.

GymRat!Miguel who doesn’t have the capacity to be embarrassed when the waiter comes and asks if you two need anything while he’s leaning down for another kiss.

He just got to kiss his dream girl. Who cares if the waiter saw him kiss you some more?

You jump when the waiter’s hands come close to you two as he picks up an empty dinner plate. You look to the waiter awkwardly to apologize and ask for the check.

This just makes Miguel want to pull you in his lap and kiss you as the entire staff goes by.

GymRat!Miguel who wants you to feed him bites of his cake. You happily agree, especially since he was the birthday boy. His eyes never leave you the whole time.

GymRat!Miguel who grabs the check before you can pick it up. He doesn’t want you to pay for the meal.

“Miguel, it’s your birthday. I picked the restaurant and reserved the seats,” you say a little whiney.

“But I want to pay for the dinner,” Miguel pouts as he holds the check out of your reach.

When he got like this, it was hard to change his mind.

“If you let me pay, I’ll give you another kiss.”

“Just one?” Miguel brings the check back to your level, squinting at you.

You sigh, “I’ll give you ten.”

“Deal.”

Miguel gives you the check with a giddy smile and you slap your card on it.

The kisses still don’t stop him from taking over the tip.

So stubborn.

GymRat!Miguel who texts Gabriel once he’s back in his dorm. He sends pictures of everything from the food to the cake to the gifts.

“Look at what my baby did for me 🤪”

“The same one you left at the party even tho you blew up my phone about her for weeks? 😕”

“Yes…I didn’t do it on purpose. Me and her talked about it already”

“jk jk it wasn’t your fault”

“No way she got you final fantasy. Dana barely got me a cupcake”

“This just proves that my gf is better”

“Tbf tho you and Dana are still in high school”

“Ohhhh my god. You turn one more year older than me and all of a sudden you have the wisdom of a sage. SHUT UP 😭”

“I’ll literally be in college next year”

“AND ANYWAY you’ve never shown me this so-called gf. How do Ik you haven’t gone insane?”

Miguel clicked the back of his teeth in annoyance. Peter walked by him with his eyebrow raised and Miguel just waved his hand.

He sent a picture he took of you from tonight. You looked amazing in that dress and your eyes were beautiful and deep. You were smiling at him from across the table.

“First you try to steal Dana from me and now you get her”

“It’s crazy how this world is so anti-Gabriel”

“What are you yapping about”

“And I didn’t take ANYTHING from you 🫵🏽”

“We were 6 and 7 and you couldn’t push her hard enough on the swings. When will you get over that?”

“It burns all the same”

“You should give me her number and I can let you experience that feeling”

“Gabriel.”

“Show her what a real O’Hara is like”

“Cabrón”

“You’re so lucky I’m not next to you right now”

“THE BIG C WORD?”

“I’m telling mom you called me that btw”

“All because I wanted to meet your gf ☹️”

“Bastard”

“I’M TELLING MOM YOU CALLED ME THAT! WTF?”

It wasn’t long before Miguel’s mom was calling his phone to berate him. He pressed the green button, air pushing out of his nose as his mom’s face filled up the screen.

Peter looked bug eyed as Conchata’s rapid fire words filled the room.

“Ma! That’s so not fair! Gabri called me a bastard!”

There was a quick pause as his mom made a face that he knew all too well. Miguel heard Gabriel yelp as a sandal made a loud impact with his skin.

Miguel heard Gabriel cry out as his mom took off her other shoe, ready to aim, “MIGUEL HAS A GIRLFRIEND!”

Miguel just threw his phone on the bed and groaned. He could hear Peter snickering from his desk.

“What girlfriend? Miguel! Where are you? Come back and answer me,” Conchata’s voice got louder and louder. “I can’t believe you two! You would think this distance meant that you two wouldn’t fight like you’re still sleeping in the same room.”

“We’re not fighting,” Gabriel said. He smirks as he gets in the camera next to his mom. “Miguel is still hiding things from you, though.”

Miguel picked the phone up again with a frown on his face. Gabriel just stuck his tongue out like the brat he was.

“Mijo, what’s going on?” his mom asked, concern in her voice. “First, it was the party and now this. Do you need to come home?”

“No, ma,” Miguel sighed. “Nothing is wrong. Everything is fine now. Great even.”

“Then why haven’t you told me about this girlfriend of yours?”

“We just started dating. It’s still very new,” Miguel chose his words carefully. Ever since his second seamster in high school, she’s been super sensitive towards him and his feelings. Knowing her, she might give you a hard time. He didn’t want that for you just yet. “I didn’t want to introduce you to her until we were more solid.”

“I think a girl that helps to organize the take down of a sorority in your honor is pretty solid,” Gabriel comments off camera.

“She did that?!” Conchata stares at Miguel with furrowed brows.

Miguel only nods, lips wound in a tight line.

“Oh well, mijo, I have to meet this girl!”

“I don’t think-”

“Let me know when she’s free to come home with you! Maybe over Thanksgiving?”

“Ma, she has her own family-”

“Ok I have to go now! I have to catch my shows. Call me more often or I’ll have to come up there!”

The room fell silent as the call ended and Miguel was met with his messages with Gabriel again.

“CHECKMATE!”

Miguel still wanted to throttle him.

GymRat!Miguel who’s super excited when Halloween comes and you want to wear couple costumes. He hasn’t done costumes since early middle school. Growing up meant realizing that some people your age want to grow up. Fast. No one wanted to dress up in silly costumes anymore or go trick-or-treating. Sure, the scary stories were fun but at that age, he wanted to eat candy all night, not teepee houses and run in the woods.

He’s hanging out on his bed chatting with Mary Jane and Peter while you get ready in the bathroom. The theater and art department collaborated together to host a costume party. This time, Miguel wouldn’t leave your side. Maybe if you had to pee, he would consider waiting awkwardly by the door. He didn’t want the same mistake to happen.

The two of you decide to go as Starfire and Nightwing grouping up with MJ and Peter who dress up as Raven and Beast Boy for a Teen Titans theme.

The costume is pretty tight but he has to admit, it looks great on his build.

You walk out of the bathroom with a cheery “I’m ready!”

It’s definitely not ideal that his suit is so tight.

The skirt is hugging your body in every which way. The cut-outs at your hips had his fingers twitching. To top it off, the diamond cut out for your chest left him internally screaming.

Peter whistled from his desk and MJ hollered about how good you looked. You smiled bashfully, doing a 360.

Miguel wanted to shove MJ and Peter out of the room to reenact what Starfire and Nightwing actually got up to when they were by themselves.

You walk up to him and flip your flaming hair back playfully.

“Do you like it?” you ask, peering up at him.

“I think he more than likes it,” Peter mumbles out in a stage whisper. MJ elbows him softly in the stomach.

Miguel spins you around, “Fuck yeah.”

Your laugh falls out of you, surprised at his curt reaction.

“Honestly, you two can go ahead to the party and we’ll just hang out here,” Miguel said, face as serious as ever as he wrapped himself around you from behind.

“No, no, no! You can do whatever you want after the party. Keep it in, buddy,” Peter says as he starts to guide everyone to the door.

Miguel keeps himself attached to you all night.

GymRat!Miguel who helps you bring your things to your car for Thanksgiving break. It’ll only be a week but he feels like he might not make it.

“You’ll see me again next Sunday, Miggy” you say to him as he’s bent over you with the biggest pout out ever.

“I’m still gonna miss you,” Miguel leans further with his forehead on yours. “Wish you could come with me.”

“Maybe over the winter break we can plan a time to meet outside of school.”

Miguel just sighs dramatically.

You decide to say fuck it and kiss him in the middle of the almost empty parking garage.

Miguel doesn’t let up now that you’ve given him an inch. He’s holding you by your hips, your face, your waist, anything to get closer. He moans a bit into your mouth as you open up.

You wrap your arms around his neck and whisper, “I really have to get on the road now, baby. And so do you.”

Miguel slumps as he guides you to your driver’s seat. You roll the window down and pucker your lips for another kiss.

Miguel obliges easily and asks, “Call me when you get there?”

“Of course,” you say.

He stands and watches you drive off, missing you already.

GymRat!Miguel who is almost knocked down when he opens the door to his home. Gabriel is wrapped around him like a koala, squeezing away.

Miguel laughs and rubs his back, relieved that he’s not heavy enough to knock him over.

“It’s good to see you too, Gabri,” Miguel laughs.

Conchata peaks around the corner and almost cries at the sight.

“My boys!” She coos while coming to the door. “George! Come help Miguel with his bags!”

Miguel waddles in with Gabriel still clinging to him. He’s glad to be home.

GymRat!Miguel who gets your call in the middle of Gabriel watching him play Final Fantasy. He pauses the game and runs to his room, Gabriel yelling at him to come back and unpause the game.

You tell that you made it home and that you’ll call him later.

You blow a kiss at the screen and he catches it with glee before you end the call.

Miguel is glad you left before Gabriel opens his door like that one big bird meme.

“Was that her?” he asks, voice excited. “Is she still on the phone?”

“Yes. No. Why are you eavesdropping like a creep?”

“I wasn’t eavesdropping! It just dawned on me a little too late that you left to go talk to her.”

“Whatever,” Miguel groaned. “Let’s just get back to the game.”

“You know you can’t hide her from me forever, right?” Gabriel says, skipping next to Miguel.

“I’m not trying to. But you being a weirdo will make me want to.”

Conchata passes by them with a laundry basket on her hip, “Who’s hiding something?”

“Nobody!” Both Miguel and Gabriel shout in her direction and run back to their game.

Conchata rolls her eyes and continues to her bedroom.

GymRat!Miguel who becomes overwhelmed on Thanksgiving Day. It’s as if every close and distant relative was here. The first floor was full of people. As much as Miguel puts on, he’s never been an much of an extrovert.

He’s up in his room taking a breather. He pulls out one of the cards you gifted him. The one for when he missed your kisses.

He opens and pulls out a letter. There’s instructions on it.

“Each shade is for a different feeling!”

There was a cute chibi doodle of you kissing him on the cheeks at the bottom of the letter. He saw that there was a shade for nervousness/being overwhelmed.

He pulls out a polaroid of you and opens the bag of glossy paper kisses. He flips one and it reads, “Breathe slow and steady 10 times. Kiss me when you’re done.”

He does as you say and brings the paper to his lips. It even smells like you. Sweet. Fruity.

He smiles to himself and takes out one more.

GymRat!Miguel who finally lets Gabriel talk to you on Friday.

“He can be a bit annoying. I’m warning you now,” Miguel says.

“Don’t say that, Miggy. He’s your brother! He’s allowed to bother you at least a little. ”

Miguel yells for Gabriel to come in and he’s running to snatch Miguel’s phone.

“Hi! My name is Gabriel, the better O’Hara. It’s so nice to finally meet you!”

“Oh my gosh,” Miguel watches as you gasp. “It’s like another Miguel!”

Miguel snickers as Gabriel groans loudly in annoyance.

“I don’t look like him. He looks like me!” Gabriel pouts.

“Well, you both sport that same O’Hara pout.”

Gabriel and you chat for a long time. Miguel had to cut the conversation short when Gabriel started to tell embarrassing stories from their childhood.

“Alright, you’re done,” Miguel says and snatches the phone back.

“Aw, but we were just getting to the good stuff!”

“Yeah!” you say. “I wanna know how you messed up the science lab in middle school!”

“Nuh uh, Gabri is running his mouth too much. Get out.”

“I can’t wait to see you in person!” Gabriel shouts as Miguel pushes him towards the door. “You can meet my girlfriend too! She’ll love you!”

“I can’t wait,” you say, laughing as Miguel struggles to detach Gabriel’s fingers from the doorway.

GymRat!Miguel who talks to you on the phone until you fall asleep. You look adorable as you’re blissful to the outside world. Your cheek is squished on your pillow.

He has the urge to bite it like it’s mochi.

“Buenas noches, mi amor,” he whispers before he closes his eyes, falling asleep to the sound of your breaths.

He didn’t know that you were still partially awake to hear him.

GymRat!Miguel who picks you up and spins you around after the break. You squeal in shock, surprised that he could pick you up in the first place.

“Baby, I lift much heavier weights at the gym. This is nothing,” Miguel stares at you as if you have two heads when you comment on it.

You’re in a daydream the rest of the day because of that fact.

GymRat!Miguel who joins you on your late study nights in the library closer to finals. You two always sit at one of the tables hidden by the giant bookshelves.

It was nice and cozy. Quiet and roomy.

It was also a great place to makeout.

Every time you got a set of flashcards memorized, Miguel would pull you in his lap and devour you with kisses. It was a great motivation and a welcomed distraction.

It always ended up getting a little too heated and Miguel would have to excuse himself to go to the bathroom.

Sometimes you would feel so delirious that you wanted him to stay so you could crawl under the table and take care of his problems for him.

That was definitely the multiple late nights talking.

GymRat!Miguel who is super bummed out by the time Christmas break starts because you two can’t find a proper time to meet.

You have to visit several other family member’s houses and his biological dad wants his family to join him and his family at some ski resort before the week of Christmas.

George O’Hara was not turning down a free vacation.

You told him to cheer up and enjoy the snow and jacuzzis. Miguel couldn’t help but to think that the jacuzzi would be better with you on top of him in it.

And when Gabriel annoys him, he didn’t mind all that much because that was his baby brother whom he loves dearly. It was when Kron, his step-brother, would run his mouth that Miguel would seriously get annoyed.

He’s been competing with Miguel ever since he caught on to the fact that his dad had a secret love child.

Right now though, he was pissing Miguel off.

First, it was fighting Miguel over a snowboard. Then, it was taking the last elk burger and not even finishing it. Next, trying to knock him off balance right as he got off of the ski lift.

It was as if he was 8 and not 20.

His final straw was when he was being a dick towards Gabriel. All Gabriel was trying to do was bring them together and Kron cursed at him.

Even Miguel doesn’t tell Gabriel to fuck off.

“What is up with you? Don’t cuss at him. He didn’t do anything to you,” Miguel unlocks himself from his snowboard, ready to leave.

“It’s ok, Migs,” Gabriel held his hand out, knowing how this could end.

“No it’s not. He’s been nothing but a dickhead to you, to us, this entire trip. I’m sick of it. Go be annoying somewhere else, Kron.”

“Dad,” Miguel shouts out. Both George and Tyler looked over at him in concern. Miguel didn’t feel like directing himself towards a specific person. “I’m going to the room, I’ll be back down for dinner.”

Tyler wanted to run after him. George was eyeing Tyler for even reacting to Miguel’s cries. Nancy and Conchata just stood in confusion.

“He, uh, he probably just needs a breather. Maybe he’ll talk to his girlfriend!” Gabriel said trying to lighten the mood.

“Girlfriend? What girlfriend? I didn’t hear about any girlfriend,” Tyler says, saddened that he was being left out.

“Shit,” Gabriel mumbled to himself.

“You don’t live in our home, Tyler. Of course you don’t know,” George says, a bit peeved.

“What George means to say is that it’s all new. Fresh! Even I haven’t met the girl,” Conchata slides in matter of factly.

“Tyler should know her, being that she was the one who emailed him with our son’s case,” George grumbled out.

Tyler turned to Gabriel, “Jessica?”

“Uh, no.”

Tyler then says your name with a fondness. As if he knew you like an old friend. “She was quite compelling with her words!”

“So the two of you know of her and I still don’t even know what she looks like. I never thought this day would come,” Conchata held her gloved hand over her forehead like she was about to faint.

“Why don’t we host a small dinner next year? We can get to know her that way,” Nancy chimes in.

“Guys, I really don’t think that’s necessary-”

“Nonsense, Gabriel. If this girl was willing to do something so brave for Miguel we have to meet her,” Tyler grips Gabriel’s shoulder tight. A grip that could rival his brother’s.

“That’s a great idea, Tyler! Nice co-parenting move!” Conchata holds her fist out for him to bump. He does it proudly and they walk towards one of the cabins while Nancy follows behind, discussing dinner ideas.

George only scoffs and stomps off to his room mirroring Miguel’s mannerisms.

Gabriel was screwed once Miguel finds out.

GymRat!Miguel who waits until Christmas night in his bedroom to open the gift you sent to him. He smiles at your cute message and unfolds the paper to so much. It’s a Spider-man lego mask, a customized hoodie with a doodle of you and him, two picture frames with the two of you from his birthday dinner and the Halloween party, and some polaroids that you warned him to look at by himself later.

His breath shuttered as he took him in. They were all of you in your dorm room. They started off innocent. You were smiling, laughing, staring at the camera. Then they got a little more explicit.

You had on a tank top with no bra. Your cleavage was on display. Some showed your entire body on the bed. Some showed your torso and hips, curvy and full.

Miguel felt faint.

His final straw was the last picture in the stack. It was a picture of you from behind, “Merry Christmas XX” written in cursive across the top. You had on briefs but your ass was still readable, peaking out from the bottom. There was an arch in your back as you looked over your shoulder seductively. What a tease.

You were going to send him to an early grave. And who took these pictures?

All Miguel remembers was shuddering, hips lifting off the bed as he held one of pictures high. He had to bite his shirt as to not startle the entire house.

After he cleans up, he spreads the pictures across his bare chest and clicks a photo with a lazy yet satisfied smile.

You respond back with voice memos, so happy that he loved his gift. You also send some sounding a bit needy.

Miguel calls you and talks with you all night.

This Christmas wasn’t so bad after all.

dividers by: @plutism 🩵

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rizdoodles · 4 months ago

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Maybe Prefect Rizy lost the deal in book 3?

Or maybe she just got tricked by Azul because he was interested in her? (For love..?)

Even I don’t know, it’s up to you to imagine hehe~

What I like about my twstsona is that, since she’s not an officially canon character, I can put her in any situation. She’s not meant for anything concrete, not even for a specific ship, and I can always use the parallel universes excuse to place her in any scenario.💕

(Lol, I got this idea after seeing a trend on TikTok with the song "Shut Me Up")

➡️[starting at 2:00]

#twst sona #octavinelle #twst what if #twisted wonderland #twst oc #twst azul ashengrotto #azul ashengrotto #twst octavinelle #azul ashengrotto x oc #rizy #Spotify

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starfirexuchiha · 1 month ago

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P5R Magazine - Translation for the Shuake Profiles

I decided to translate the profiles and character descriptions of Joker and Akechi in the P5R magazine☕🥞

英語の翻訳は間違いがあったら、直してくださいね！ 🙏

Joker Profile Translation

CODE NAME: Joker

ARCANA: ?

GUN TYPE: Handgun

STRONG AFFINITY: -

A student by day, and a Phantom Thief After School! He is the leader of the Phantom Thieves who leads his companions!

He is the Protagonist of this game who awakened as a "Persona User" during a certain incident. After being falsely accused and placed on probation, he was transferred to Shujin Academy. From there, he met his companions and formed "The Phantom Thieves of Hearts" with them. He works behind the scenes to reform the hearts of corrupt adults.

Initial Persona: Arsene

This is the initial persona that the Protagonist (Ren) awakens first, and his strongest attribute is Curse. He bears the name of Arsene Lupin, the famous great phantom thief, and lends his strength to the Protagonist when the Protagonist is cornered. Unlike the personas of the other Phantom Thieves, Arsene can be used as an ingredient for persona fusions, or be summoned from the Compendium.

CHARACTER REVIEW

Pay attention to the new characters and the new confidant interactions!

In this game, the main highlights of the Protagonist is how he will interact with Akechi who has a newly reformed confidant, and his interactions with the new characters Kasumi and Maruki. Since Kasumi in particular is a female character, the Protagonist can have a special relationship with 10 people at the same time with her and the existing characters!?? As a Phantom Thief, he can use the new wire ability for movement or exploration and encounters. Please enjoy more thief-like and spectacular actions with this. In battle, he uses multiple personas to be an active role as the core of the party!

⬆️ Hook the wire to a specific location and travel through long distances instantly! It is a new game mechanic that is essential for exploring the palaces in this game, and it is also very cool when you decide to do it. It is also useful for obtaining the new Will Seed items.

Goro Akechi Profile Translation

CODE NAME: Crow

ARCANA: Justice

GUN TYPE: Ray Gun

STRONG AFFINITY: Bless & Curse

The "2nd coming of the Detective Prince" who pursues the case of the Phantom Thieves.

He is a 3rd-year high school student who holds the title of a detective. He had solved numerous difficult cases and is even been called the ""2nd coming of the Detective Prince" by the media. He initially was in pursuit of the Phantom Thieves, but for some reason, he ends up working alongside the Protagonist and his group……

Initial Persona: Robin Hood

This is Akechi's initial persona. He bears the same name as a legendary gentleman thief who was active in medieval England. He specializes in Bless and Curse attributes, and his offensive skills will obliterate any enemy that stands in his way.

Another Appearance Of Akechi In His Darker Outfit…….

In the official PV, there is also a scene where you get to fight alongside Black Mask Akechi. But this seems to probably happen during the 3rd semester…..

⬆️➡️ Fighting alongside Black Mask Akechi is a dream come true for the P5 fans. Since Akechi didn't use his Black Mask form in "Persona Q2: New Cinema Labyrinth", Royal will be the first game where Black Mask Akechi is playable and uses Loki. Drag out the truth with his more aggressive powers!

CHARACTER PROFILE

Akechi's confidant got reformed in "P5R"!

The contents of the Akechi "Justice" confidant has been significantly renewed! In "Vanilla P5", his confidant automatically ranks up as the story progresses, but in this game, his confidant is manual. Therefore, unlike Vanilla P5 which only focused on the serious scenes regarding him, the normal everyday interactions with Akechi has increased dramatically which is nice. There are events that have also been added where you can go to various locations with Akechi. When you have the chance, make it a priority to rank up his confidant, and get to the bottom of his true intentions!!!!

⬆️ Many new events have been added to show an unexpected side of Akechi! As you rank up his confidant, you will be able to obtain an ability that is characteristic of the great detective Akechi which is the "Sleuthing Instinct" which allows you to detect an enemy's affinity at the start of battle.

#p5r magazine #shuake #akeshu #translation #persona 5 royal #p5r #p5 royal #joker #crow #goro akechi #ren amamiya #akira kurusu

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nabi-unveiled · 21 days ago

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QL Emoji Guessing Game

Tagged by: @soypim @iguessitsjustme @lurkingshan @my-rose-tinted-glasses @ginnymoonbeam Thank you all 💖!

I also guessed since I stumbled across them: @dramalove247 @watchthisqqq @thisonelikesaliens @pointlesscandies @abstractelysium

I was having WAY too much fun with this today. I absolutely love these types of games. They're like fun puzzles for your brain.

But I finally got around to making my own. And the problem with waiting until I did everyone else's? What's left? I don't want to be a copycat. IF I repeated a show (not saying I did), then it's a different combo.

I'm going with 5 QLs I enjoyed for one reason or another, and that I could come up with acceptable emoji combos for tonight. Who knew emojis were so limited? It was a LOT harder to come up with my own that it was to play the guesser.

I tried to make sure I wasn't thinking too deeply or symbolically, but I make no promises. I'm a poor judge when it comes to that.

🧡☠️🍏

🔆🍛🌀

🏳️‍🌈⏩👀

💯🐕🍷

🖤🤍⚉

Bonus:

☕🥜🍓

(Edited b/c the second emoji was apparently showing up like an egg for everyone. It's not perfect, but it's the next best thing I got. Think "nut" not specifically "peanut".)

Hint: The emojis for the bonus represent a ship since I couldn't figure out how to represent the whole show. But I really wanted to include it. Actually, I had already given up on three of the shows I wanted to include and refused to let this one go.

Alternate for #3 since no one has got it yet:

🩶➡️🌈

Tagging (no pressure): @fern-tdvuh @obsessedferalgremlin @babyangelsky

If you see it and want to play, consider yourself tagged!

#tag game #emoji game #it's easier guessing #than coming up with the clue #like how do these basic things #just not exist as an emoji #i give up #this is as good as it's going to get tonight #asian bl series

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ronearoundblindly · 1 year ago

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On A Scar

Steve Rogers x reader (no specific universe but this is inspired by--and for--@anika-ann 😘)

a surprise addition to my Valentine's Fics of 2024!

No warnings but I literally hurt myself it's so cute. WC 234

Steve truly is a gentle giant.

Broad-shouldered and big-handed, he could lumber around—hulk about, if you will—but instead he’s spending a lazy morning tickling you. He uses light, fluttering fingers to trace patterns on your skin while you two hide out beneath the bed sheets, a glow of daylight diffused by your makeshift hideaway.

The golden boy looks so beautiful in the morning. He’s soft and sleepy. He leans his head to your chest as if not strong enough to lift it, as if he’s wiped out by touching you in his dreams.

He tells you about those.

He whispers how you excite him, how you tease him, how you comfort him, and then he remembers that most of those are real. You really exist. You’ve really been here. You’ve really stayed. You truly love him.

His fingertips smooth over the long scar below your bellybutton, one after the other.

Index.

Middle.

Ring, adorned with his golden band.

Pinky.

Outside your cotton oasis, there’s a cry for attention, a young alarm set to a biological clock you bore from that very scar.

You and Steve sigh with matching amusement. You’ll return to this lovely interlude after a brief, bottle recess.

As he gets up, Steve plants a sweet, lingering kiss to the nerve-sensitive line.

“I’ll be right back,” he whispers, and the gentle giant sneaks off to feed his super cute baby.

Jake Jensen and a kiss to shut them up ⬅️ ➡️ Ransom Drysdale and a kiss on a falling tear

[Main Masterlist; Light Masterlist; Ko-Fi]

@supraveng @1950schick @patzammit @whiskeytangofoxtrot555 @yiiiikesmish @ashesofblackroses @spectre-posts @jaqui-has-a-conspiracy-theory @brandycranby @buckysprettybaby @ellethespaceunicorn

#steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers fanfic #steve rogers fic #steve rogers fluff #steve rogers imagine #steve rogers x reader #steve x reader #steve x you #valentine's day fanfic #valentine's day prompts

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lura-valentine · 2 months ago

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I'm hungry

MHA / BNHA Fanfiction

Dabi and Baby Kaji

World of My Hero Academia / Boku no Hero Academia

random AU where Dabi is still alive. According to tradition, Kaji would barely know Dabi

With the exception of Rain and Kaji, all characters belong to Kōhei Horikoshi

➡️ click for Rain's profil

➡️ click for Kaji's profil

Please note that English is not my first language. So forgive me for mistakes.

The night was silent, only the occasional creak of the old building breaking the darkness. The room above the bar was warm, the air heavy with the mixture of Rain's familiar scent and the faint smell of smoke that had clung to Dabi's skin. They lay close together, their bodies entwined under the blanket, while the early morning slowly broke outside.

A low, impatient whine pierced the silence. Dabi blinked lazily, his senses still dazed from sleep. It took him a moment to place the sound properly - a low, demanding whimper that grew in intensity. He knew it by now. It was no longer the aimless crying of a newborn, but the specific sound of a hungry baby - Kaji.

Dabi sighed softly, his body protesting the movement as he sat up. His gaze fell on the small cradle at the edge of the room, where their son was fidgeting impatiently. The little boy clenched his fists and his face was slightly red with frustration. Dabi ran a hand over his face, trying to shake off the last of his tiredness, then turned to Rain.

"Hey, princess..." His voice was rough from sleep. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder and shook her gently. She barely moved, only a quiet murmur came from her lips. Dabi frowned and leaned closer. "Rain, wake up. Kaji is hungry."

When she opened her eyes, he immediately noticed that something was wrong. Her usually vibrant, deep red eyes seemed heavy, a veil of exhaustion hanging over them. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, but not from heat or embarrassment - it was that unhealthy blush that he immediately noticed and then he heard it.

"Hmm..." she mumbled hoarsely, her voice thick as if she had cotton wool in her throat. She cleared her throat, a small tremor went through her body before she slowly sat up. Dabi felt his expression harden. "Damn... you're sick."

Rain blinked, as if she was only slowly processing his words. "It's okay..." She tried to stretch, but as soon as she stood up, she had to cough.

Dabi narrowed his eyes. "Yeah, exactly. That sounds pretty damn healthy." He grabbed the blanket and pulled it tighter around her shoulders. "Stay lying down. I'll take care of the little one."

Rain shook her head, but Dabi saw how much strength it cost her to even keep herself upright. Kaji was crying louder now, his little fists waving in the air. Rain bit her lip, her motherly instinct stronger than the weakness in her limbs.

"I... I have to breastfeeding him..." Her voice was just a whisper, but Dabi heard the determination in it.

He sighed deeply, ran his hand through his messy black hair and shook his head.

"Then at least let me help, okay?" His voice was rough, but not impatient – more like that resigned acceptance he always had when he knew he had no other choice.

Dabi carefully stood up, careful not to move the mattress too much, and leaned over the crib. Kaji fidgeted, his little fingers opening and closing frantically while his quiet whining became more demanding with each passing second. Dabi reached under the tiny body, supported the head with one hand and gently lifted it up. His son was so damn small... somehow it was still surreal that this fragile being was a part of him.

Kaji fell silent for a moment, as if the sudden warmth calmed him, then he snuggled into Dabi's chest and made a small noise—a half-hearted, impatient bleat.

Dabi sank down on the bed next to Rain with Kaji in his arms. His gaze fell on her face - on the feverish redness of her cheeks, the gleam in her eyes that had nothing to do with lust for life. His stomach clenched slightly, a slight hint of worry spread through him.

"Are you sure it's a good idea?" He looked down at Kaji, who was rubbing his tiny mouth searchingly over Dabi's shirt. "Breastfeeding him when you're sick?"

Rain sighed and ran a shaking hand through her hair. She was tired, he could see it in the heaviness of her eyelids, in the way her body seemed to resist the exertion. Then she nodded slowly.

"Probably not..." Her voice was hoarse, scratchy, and she cleared her throat briefly before continuing. "I asked Kurogiri to keep baby food in the house just in case."

Dabi raised an eyebrow. "Great. Then he has to keep them somewhere in the bar or down in the kitchen."

Rain shrugged slightly, leaned back into the pillows and looked at him. Dabi returned her gaze briefly, then took a deep breath.

"Fine." Without grumbling any further, he stood up while Kaji briefly protested against the sudden movement, but quickly calmed down when Dabi ran his hand over his small back.

"I'll get the little one fed." His voice was calm, almost casual, but there was a determination in his eyes that brooked no contradiction. He pushed open the door, ready to leave the room. "Even if it means robbing a store."

"Dabi..." His name, spoken weakly and a little scratchily, made him pause. He half turned, looking over his shoulder at Rain, who was looking at him with an almost pitiful look - the kind of look she only had when she was feeling really bad.

“What?” He raised an eyebrow.

"Don't I even get a good morning kiss before you go?" Her voice was no more than a hoarse breath, but the whining note was unmistakable.

Dabi snorted. Rain wasn't sick often, but when she was, she was so damn... cute about it. And that was a fact he had a hard time coming to terms with.

"You're disgustingly slimy."

“I shower you with love too.”

He rolled his eyes, but took a few steps back to the bed, leaned down and pressed a short but firm kiss to her forehead.

"Satisfied?"

Rain smiled weakly. "Must..."

Dabi shook his head, suppressed a grin and turned back to the door. "I'll get the stuff. So don't die while I'm down there."

Rain just mumbled something incomprehensible, already half sunk back into the pillow, while Dabi left the room with Kaji in his arms. The little one was restless, his tiny fingers clawing at the fabric of Dabi's shirt while he made a small, whining noise.

"Yeah, yeah, I know," Dabi muttered quietly as he walked down the creaky stairs. "Hunger really sucks."

The bar was still bathed in dim light, a place between night and day. The smell of cold smoke, stale alcohol and something indefinably warm hung in the air - a scent that reminded him of too many long nights and, as always at this early hour, two figures were lounging around there: Kurogiri, standing behind the bar with his usual calm, a cup of tea in front of him, and Shigaraki, lounging on one of the bar stools with his usual bored expression.

As soon as Dabi entered the room, two pairs of eyes focused on him – or rather, at the impatient, quietly squeaking bundle in his arms.

“Is Kaji okay?” Kurogiri’s voice was calm as always, but tinged with concern.

Dabi sighed and sank down onto one of the stools, still holding Kaji securely. "Yeah, he's just hungry."

Kurogiri nodded understandingly. "Rain is still sleeping?"

"Not quite. She's sick. Fever, cough - the full program." Dabi sighed heavily. "We have decided not to breastfeed the little one while she is so sick. Tell me you still have the powder."

Kurogiri looked thoughtful for a moment, then nodded. "Yes, I stored it in the kitchen, upstairs in the cupboard next to the fridge. Probably better that way - not that the little one gets infected from her."

“Well,” grumbled Dabi, “pretty much my thoughts.”

Kurogiri looked at him for a moment, then offered, "Should I take care of it?"

Dabi snorted and shook his head. "No. It's my son. I'll take care of it."

Without further words, he turned to the side, stretched Kaji towards the still sluggishly sitting Shigaraki and simply let him sink into his arms.

“Here, I’ll be right back.”

Shigaraki immediately stiffened, as if someone had pressed a live bomb into his hands. His fingers, covered by thin gloves, twitched slightly as he held the tiny body, as if he didn't know what to do with his hands.

"What...?!" His gaze darted to Dabi, then to Kaji, as if he couldn't believe what had just happened. But before he could protest, Dabi had already disappeared towards the kitchen.

He stared at the baby as if it were a strange, unknown life form, then looked at Kurogiri with a panicked expression.

Kurogiri, who had watched the whole thing with quiet amusement, hid a smile behind his cup.

Shigaraki sat there, not moving an inch, while Kaji stirred slightly. His little fists opened and closed, and then—Kaji wrinkled his nose slightly, smacked his lips, and searched with his mouth over Shigaraki's shirt as if he was finding something there.

"Uh... what the hell is he doing?" His voice sounded extremely nervous and tense.

Kurogiri tilted his head slightly. "He's looking for a source of milk."

Shigaraki blinked. "Are you telling me that thing thinks I can feed it?!"

But Kaji didn't seem to be bothered by his current owner's displeasure. His tiny body was warm, his head resting lightly on Shigaraki's chest, while he was still smacking his lips searchingly.

Something snapped inside Shigaraki. A tiny, invisible bond that lay hidden somewhere deep inside him. His gloved fingers loosened slightly and his shoulders relaxed. He had held many things in his hands, taken lives and caused destruction. But this little creature was looking for nothing but security - with him.

“Tsk, damn thing,” Shigaraki muttered and swallowed dryly.

～(^_^)／°♡°＼(^_^)～

While he waited, he drummed his fingers against the countertop. His gaze wandered to the door where he had left Kaji with Shigaraki. He hoped that the little one would remain as calm as before.

When the water was finally the right temperature, Dabi poured it into a clean bottle and used the spoon provided to measure out the recommended amount of powder. With practiced movements, he screwed the teat onto it, shook the bottle vigorously and finally held it up to the light to check. No lumps.

He tested the temperature with a drop on his hand, on his healthy skin of course – warm, but not too hot.

“Perfect.” With the finished meal in his hand, he turned around and made his way back to the bar where Shigaraki and Kaji were waiting for him.

Before leaving the kitchen, Dabi grabbed a clean towel that was hanging over a chair. He knew from experience that Kaji wasn't the neatest eater - and when it came to burping, it often ended with a little milk accident on his shirt. He didn't need that now.

With the warm bottle in his hand and the towel over his shoulder, he stepped back into the bar.

As soon as he entered the room, his eyes fell on Kaji – and his stomach clenched uncomfortably.

The little one had now stopped smacking his lips exploratively and had moved on to the next level: hungry, whining crying. His face was red, his little hands were clenched in Shigaraki's shirt, which he was sucking on desperately as if he could get something out of it.

Dabi felt his chest tighten. He didn't like it when Kaji cried. Not even a little bit.

It didn't matter that it was just hunger, that it wasn't serious distress - the sound cut through him like a red-hot knife. It was instinctive, some deep, raw part of him that couldn't bear to see his son like this.

"Tzz... It's okay, little one, I'm here." His voice sounded rougher than he intended, but his movements were gentle as he walked toward the two of them.

Shigaraki looked as if he had no idea what to do and his pale skin looked even paler than usual. He stared at the child as if he were holding a living riddle in his hands. His expression was annoyed, his left eye twitched slightly.

Dabi almost grinned – almost, but Kaji was crying, and that was the only thing that was more important to him right now.

"Does this thing have an off button?" Tomura grumbled, frowning. "It's way too loud."

Kurogiri, who had been watching the whole thing with growing amusement, couldn't help but chuckle. It was a rare thing to see the leader of the League of Villains so helpless - a man who could throw entire cities into chaos, now completely overwhelmed with a screaming infant.

"Well, Tomura," Kurogiri said with audible amusement, "you've dealt with a lot of things, but babies don't seem to be your specialty."

Shigaraki shot him a dark look. "Do you want to hold him?"

"Oh, no. I think that's more Dabi's job."

Dabi, who had been watching the spectacle in silence, stepped closer with a crooked grin. "Sorry, but Kaji doesn't have an off switch." Dabi replied dryly, shaking the bottle slightly in his hand. He stepped forward, took Kaji back into his arms with a practiced movement and gave Shigaraki a sideways look. "Just like you"

Shigaraki blinked, then twisted his mouth in an annoyed grimace. "Hmph."

Kaji, still sobbing slightly, pressed his face into Dabi's chest, his little fingers clutching the fabric of his shirt and holding it tight.

"Yes, yes, it's fine," Dabi murmured quietly as he sat back down on the bar stool. He held the bottle to Kaji's searching mouth, and as soon as the little one felt the milk, the crying stopped immediately. His tiny lips closed tightly around the teat, and a satisfied, quiet smacking sound filled the room.

Dabi leaned back a little, one hand supporting Kaji's body. His hard features softened, almost imperceptibly, but to someone who knew him, the change was clear. The usually cool distance gave way to a warmth that he never showed openly - except perhaps in moments like this.

Shigaraki watched him out of the corner of his eye. His gaze fell on the tiny creature that clung to Dabi so trustingly, as if the world was safe as long as this man held him.

Without even noticing it, the corners of Tomura's mouth twitched upwards ever so slightly.

This little guy somehow had some kind of talent for sneaking into the hearts of the League members.

My moral supporters

#bnha #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #bnha dabi #mha dabi #dabi my hero academia #dabi fanfiction #dabi fanfic #kaji todoroki #lov #league of villains #bnha shigaraki #mha shigaraki #shigaraki tomura #kurogiri mha #mha fanfiction #bnha fanfiction #lura mha/bnha one-shot

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akkivee · 18 days ago

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I'm a little late to the ARB april fools event but does Ramuda (in Hitoya's body) actually call Kuko cute and small when they meet again? Like I think I hear him mention the word cute but I could be wrong?? anyway, it's funny how Kuko's immediate reaction was to be pissed off. 😂 Also the part where Ichiro (also in Hitoya's body) asks Kuko if he doesn't even recognize his friend anymore (or something along those lines) is killing me.. like Ichiro you were literally just in another body??

he did lmao ramu➡️hito literally said kuukou was looking as small and adorable as ever, but still second in cuteness to himself and kuukou was about to throw hands lmao

what’s funny about ichiro specifically is that most of the other soul swap victims did acknowledge that they’d been in a different body prior to the second shift, but ichiro saw kuukou treating him like someone else and subsequently lost his brain cells LOL also here’s some fan art i drew of it since i was also kinda late in making it lmao

#vee got an ask #ichiro’s just traumatised by kuukou acting differently around him don’t worry about it LOL #jyushi crashing out was the funniest part of the event for me LOL #and it’s so funny to compare this event to the leaders soul swap #where jyushi wound up thinking maaaaybe jaku➡️kuu isn’t so bad and kuukou getting pissed at him lol #to kuukou getting excited seeing ichi➡️hito and jyushi getting upset with him for not bringing his comfort old man back LMAO #like the reason i never got around to posting this was bc i didn’t finish the ramu➡️hito half lmao #also since i just opened the file on my phone the font i used for jyushi didn’t transfer over since i don’t have it dled on this device #tragique for me 😔✊#vee is arting

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creep3r-chan · 9 days ago

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Smal you didn't have to make me remember every horrific thing I did when I was 8 years old and younger irl and online I WAS SO STUPI💔💔💔💔 those years were awful ... I used to be the only one who had to get an isolation seat in the class cause my behavior was so bad 💔💔 what the mustard /silk /2 am me replaying all of the awful moments of my life ❤️❤️❤️ /SOB

All of a sudden there's an immediate ringing in my ear for about 3 seconds before fading out completely. Out of nowhere. Didn't even hurt, its just. Bro what

#The ➡️#grandprev tags ➡️#Prev tags ➡️#first of all ;; no i do not have low iron !! /srs I have gotten my blood tested several times #and low and behold ;; my iron levels are good !!#I dunno what causes the stupid lightheadedness like I couldve sworn back then I had low iron #cause low iron also causes pica which i do indeed have and have had for several years and maybe my whole life #euaagughhhh #love it! ♥️#⬅️#EUEUEUEGDGSAAG one of my school friends held my hand once (and my hand is 24/7 negative 97104000 degrees its always freezing cold)#(ive never felt bad about it but)#and she noticed that and she told me “pin??? you have ZERO iron in your system!!! bottom of the barrel Z E R O !!!”#and like. man #smalpin discovers problems about herself that she probably should have realised 202827383929 years ago compilation the ultimate saga #⬅️ I dunno man but my irl best friend might have low iron anemia #specifically because she craves ice a lot AND THE SAME TV STATIC DIZZINESS #I think she just needs to get that checked though I am not a certified doctor and have very little medical knowledge DO NOT LISTEN TO ME #/silk /wowa

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willowcreektownie · 9 months ago

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✧:･ﾟ*University Degree and Career Combinations to Enhance Your Gameplay Without Mods*:･ﾟ✧

I get pretty bored with the same careers because Get to Work and Discover University haven't been updated since their release so here are some jobs/degrees I've put together to help with that.

I also use the sims.modify_career_outfit_in_cas cheat to change their uniforms into what I think that professional would wear. For the more entrepreneurial careers it helps to have community lots your Sim can visit to work.

**second or third degree can be added using cheat codes without going to university again unless you want to of course

Scientist Career ➡️ Astrophysicist

Physics & Computer Science degree + Work on Rocket Science and Programming skills

Education (Professor Branch, lvl 8) ➡️ Art History Professor

Art History degree & Language and Literature degree + Painting skill or some other creative skill

Civil Designer (Civic Planner career) ➡️ Architect

Physics degree & Fine Art degree

Engineer (Mechanical Engineer branch) ➡️ Roboticist

Physics degree & Computer Science degree + Build robots at the crafting station at the Robot Crafting Station and sell them

Writer (Journalist branch) ➡️ Video Journalist

Communications degree & Language and Literature degree or Communications degree & Computer Science degree + Use the video editing station and drone to record and edit neighborhood footage

Writer (Author branch) ➡️ Genre Specific Author

Language and Literature degree plus an addition degree per genre + only write specific book genre

- Villainy or Psychology degree for Mystery books - Drama/Fine Art degree for Children's & Fantasy books ( or vampire lore skill) - Drama/Fine Art degree + Romance skill (Lovestruck EP) for Poetry books - History degree + archeology/gemology/Selvadorada skill for Non-Fiction/History books

Part-Time Babysitter career ➡️ Programs Director of Holding Hands Daycare

(Holding Hands Daycare is the name of the in-game rabbit hole daycare but it can be whatever you want)

Psychology degree + Parenting skill and Mischief skill

Tech Guru (Start Up Entrepreneurs branch)

Computer Science degree + only design apps, video games, or plug-in

Athlete career (Pro Athlete branch) ➡️ Sim NBA, NFL, MLB, NHL...

Biology degree (optional Communications degree) + change work uniform to any sport and practice any sport skill

Athlete career (Body Builder branch) ➡️ Pro Boxer, Yogi, Wellness Guru

Biology degree (optional Culinary Arts degree) + Herbalism skill, Wellness skill, Juice Fizzing skill

Hope this helps someone!

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funishment-time · 4 months ago

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🔵 Kodaka BlueSky Q&As: Male DR Characters (Specific) Part 2

(See part one, most of 2024, here.)

⚠️ DISCLAIMER: Please be advised! Translations of all Japanese answers derive from a combination of Google Translate and my manager's three-quarters-remembered Japanese. We've tried our best to work out what he's saying, but there will be mistakes here and there. Do not take this as gospel!

To avoid spreading (too much) misinfo, where we're completely boggled about an answer, we've decided not to even make an attempt. We'll still list the post, but mark it accordingly.

➡️ AN IMPORTANT NOTE FROM KODAKA BEFORE READING:

First of all, the questions answered here are not official. Everything that is official is what is said within the work. In contrast, this is simply what Kodaka, the creator, thinks, and it is not the correct answer. Use this as a starting point to enjoy the depth of each character, or to say, "That's not right!" and enjoy it with your own interpretation. I think of this as a way of communicating with the characters who live in fiction. This is important, so please spread the word.

🦃 NOV 2024:

Q: Excuse me for asking a question. How smart is Soda-kun in his grade or class? If possible, I'd like to know his best and worst subjects.

A: He is good at math and physics, but is terrible at Japanese, history, and English.

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Q: Excuse me for asking a question! What would Kazuichi Souda's punishment be like? I love the punishment elements in Danganronpa so I'm always looking forward to the answer T.T🙏🏻‎

A: A punishment that is done behind the scenes without anyone seeing it, not even the player can see it

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Q: How do you think Ouma-kun will react if you give him some pig's feet?

A: In return, a pig's head is secretly planted in your room.

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Q: Why is there no depiction of Matsuda working on Kamukura in anime 3?

A: Room for imagination

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Q: I wonder what it would be like if Komaeda were to be punished🧏🏻‍♀️✨

A: The player's game console and PC are destroyed.

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Q: How did Amami-kun perform academically at school?

A: “I think my grades are very good.”

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Q: Did Kamukura predict what would happen to him in the end?

A: “I made predictions and then moved on to something more unpredictable.”

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Q: Momota is treated as a pretty stupid character, but does passing the astronaut exam mean that he’s good at studying? I'd also like to know how his grades were at school.

A: Actually, good grades

🎄 DEC 2024:

Q: What are Hinata's parents like? Did he grow up in a normal family?

A: They are so normal that they don't even realize they are normal.

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Q: Is Korekiyo Shinguji based off Woo-Jin from Oldboy? In the art book for Danganronpa V3, I remember you wrote that Shinguji was inspired by a Korean film or other Korean media. And I remember the plot twist of Oldboy was the reveal that Woo-Jin had an incestuous attachment to his sister.

A: It's hard to explain in English, but it's based on a music band or culture that was popular in Japan in the 90's.

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Q: Sorry if this has already been mentioned...! Ki-Bo can't cry, so why does he sweat (and have a runny nose?)? I was curious as to what purpose this function was added, and why they couldn't add a crying function.

A: Windshield wipers.

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Q: Do you have good grades, Ouma-kun? If you're attending classes normally, do you sleep in or something?

A:" I'm sleeping but my grades are good."

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Q: Please tell us about Yasuke Matsuda's profile. :3

A: This will cause a fuss so I'm keeping it a secret

NOTE: That is to say, Matsuda's general bio/backstory. I wonder why Kodaka's dodging the question...or if he's just being playful?

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Q: Is Kuwata good at sports other than baseball? Or is he not so good at anything other than baseball?

A: “I don't know the rules.”

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Q: I have a question. Does Tanaka-kun's pets include fish?

A: It depends on the situation in the demon world at the time.

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Q: Who do you think would be a good boyfriend in Danganronpa? 😆

A: Wouldn’t it be Ki-Bo? It's worth the effort to keep updating his version.

#danganronpa #kazutaka kodaka #kodaka's bsky Q&As

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evvlevie · 1 year ago

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I basically shifted again.

hi, hello, it‘s me: your favorite shifting blogger Evie 😼❤️

ever since your girl Eves has had the time and motivation to focus back on shifting, she has been on fire 👀

I suppose that if you guys are seeing this right here, you have probably read my most liked / reblogged / commented post about my first shifting experience already. And in case you didn‘t …

➡️ G O C R A Z Y R I G H T H E R E ⬅️

This one is going to be as detailed as possible once again, so in case you are one impatient mother-lover: I am sorry <3

🍎 MOMENTS BEFORE 🍎

🔆 I am telling you this time was very different from the first time for one very very important reason: I didn‘t fucking try to shift. Last time I was actively trying methods and visualizations, I actively tried to keep me in the right mindset and I don‘t want to say I was forcing it, but I was definitely concentrating on shifting. 🔆 Ever since I started embodying the energy/the mindset I was describing in this exact post, I never even methodically tried to initiate shifting. All I ever did was rely on the universe to basically let me meet my DR as soon as it deemed me ready for it. 🔆 However I was following a certain routine for the last week when it came to shifting and I suppose that was very crucial. Each night before falling asleep I would take my melatonin spray and I would very consciously and with clear intent say with each spray I took: „This is my shifting spray, and now I will shift tonight.“ I always take like 4 sprays and then I would lay down to sleep and just imagine one certain scenario tied to my DR and nothing else. I wasn’t even actively trying to feel every emotion, or sensation like I used to do it when I attempted shifting, I was just playing the scene over in my head and basically just enjoyed the moment for myself. 🔆 Last night tho, I did not take any melatonin and I didn’t even imagine my little scene because i laid down to sleep so late at night I actually forgot to try basically. But since I was so used to my routine and this was so imbedded into my brain my subconscious was very aware of my shifting-intent. Since I was not actively trying to shift, I was not monitoring any feelings or signs or symptoms and everything just happened naturally which is the key here. I did mention in this old ass post, that when you are too aware of you shifting you basically sabotage yourself and keep yourself from shifting.

🍎 THE MOMENT 🍎

🔆 I distinctively remember how I was in the middle of falling asleep, and suddenly I felt like I was floating. And when I say suddenly I mean from one second to the other I suddenly felt like there was no mattress under me anymore, and I was just flying around in the fucking universe or something. 🔆 even if I didn‘t open my eyes somehow everything I saw was a white light swallowing me and everything around me was white 🔆 As weird as this may sound now but I was very aware of the fact that I was between realities in that moment and that I was basically swirling round the universe in order to land in my DR. 🔆 In my imagination my DR-Day starts with me waking up on a bed, because I am in a luxurious hotel in Bali and it‘s my wedding weekend (I‘m having a How-I-met-your-mother-season-9-kind-of-DR) . I always had a very specific hotel room in mind when visualizing me waking up. And even if I wasn’t really conscious of anything I just know I was swirling around trying to do a front flip onto that damn DR-Bed in order to land there. 🔆 I know how fucking idiotic that sounds but you guys need to understand that I am just that weird sometimes, that it is really like me to front flip into a different reality😭

🔆✨ the most interesting part about all of this, is that just like last time where I was feeling myself getting pulled into a different reality, I was able to physically feel all of my flips, just like when you go on a roller coaster and that fucker is turning you upside down a lot and you are starting to get sick. I could literally feel my stomach turning upside down.

🔆✨ before any shifting denying people want to comment on my post that I have psychosis again: I am a legal adult that has lived two decades, I can very much distinct between a dream and physical sensation, I have encountered enough situations in my life that allow me to make a pretty spot on differentiation here. I fucking know I was not dreaming.

🔆 I fucked up a little when I started becoming too aware of what I was doing and accidentally grounded myself in the CR again (like last time goddamn it)

🍎 ADVICES ?🍎

➡️ 📜 ⬅️ this ancient advice is going to be the best one I can give you. (dare to click that old ass looking paper emoji) Trying to control how all of this goes down, will only drive you insane I promise. Just like the last time, I shifted when I wasn‘t actively in my shifting-mindset. Last time I called that a Mini-shift because well I didn‘t end up really spending time in that other reality but this time I am confident enough to say I shifted. I was experiencing exactly what has proven me again that shifting is not only real, but that it is definitely a feeling you have to get used to.

I am so excited that after my nearly year long shifting break I am not only back, but evidently on the right track and stronger than ever

I Hope this post was able to help y‘all in some way or another, and don‘t be too shy to ask questions ❤️

Yours in every reality,

Evie <3