#To be clear I don’t necessarily think he’d mean it. He probably wouldn’t.
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Do you ever think about Emotion?
Of course you do. How could you not. But do you ever think about this exchange specifically:
“You’re not Adrien!”
Because Adrien is sweet, and forgiving, and kind. In fact, kindness is his defining quality — Marinette herself made sure of it:
“I’ll never tell another boy I love him before I know everything about him! Whether he’s kind or not, thoughtful, what he does outside of school and with who… I’ll know everything.”
But.
Do you ever think about Adrien’s development in S4 and especially S5?
Overtime, he has grown resentful of a system that exploits him relentlessly.
Of the people he gave countless chances to, only to be let down over and over again.
Of the web of lies and half-truths he constantly finds himself tangled into. A web that is only growing bigger, stickier, and trickier to escape.
And the Senticousins. Do you ever think about them?
Do you ever think about how they are each other’s reflection, identical and opposites all at once?
“When you bring a living being into this world, you have a responsibility towards them. Your duty is to protect them, love them, help them discover the true meaning of their existence. To deprive them of that… is monstruous.”
“To have a child is to help them blossom, to grow, to find themselves and to be free!”
Do you ever think about their opposite character arcs in S5 — one learning mercy and trust, the other developing a rage so strong it could destroy the world?
Do you ever think that if Felix can now have this exchange with his mum, and mean it:
“They’re all monsters!”
“Not all of them.”
Then there’s nothing stopping Adrien from saying this:
“Look closer, Marinette. They’re the monsters.”
#AND I LOVE HIM FOR IT 💚🐈⬛#To be clear I don’t necessarily think he’d mean it. He probably wouldn’t.#But if he did who could blame him? He has so much to deal with#He’s a child being protected by children and all of them are trapped in this world the adults poisoned for them#Felix and him really aren’t that different. He could be plagued by these feelings too. I have no doubt he’d heal from them down the line#But I would LOVE him to use the world “monster(s)” in S6 (PLEASE NOT AGAINST FELIX THOMAS LOOK AT ME LOOK AT ME THOMAS —)#It would be such a beautiful callback to Emotion and a great illustration of how much his grief is changing him#And how it could take over like it did with Gabriel if he’s not careful. Thank you for coming to my DUUSU Talk#miraculous ladybug#adrien agreste#chat noir#antichat#felix graham de vanily#argos#senticousins#marinette dupain cheng#adrinette#kagami tsurugi#feligami#amelie graham de vanily#mlb spoilers#mlb emotion#random ramblings
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How often does the bastard(chrollo; lovingly ofc) takes you on dates?💕🌹
I mean, in his head, the very fact that you’re with him whenever he’s not doing troupe business makes him consider your whole (begrudging) relationship a date <3333 how romantic!!!!
I wouldn’t say there’s a schedule for dates considering the hectic situation you’re dragged into - generally it’s behaviour based.
I wouldn’t even say it’s necessarily “being good” in the traditional sense (i.e. total submission). Even if you aren’t actively fighting back against him, he doesn’t want you to be totally silent, and especially not a lifeless doll that tells him whatever you think will make him happy. He’s willing to let you leave your prison if you’re entertaining enough.
If you’re playing into the banter, if you’re giving him responses - regardless of whether they’re what he’s looking for or not - then he’s more likely to take you out.
You’ll realise that soon enough, but at first, when he’s asking to take you out to dinner, he’ll absolutely eat up the expression on your face. Oh, how cute your confusion is - so you do know you’re being bad! He’s so generous, isn’t he, letting you out of your cage even though you’ve been misbehaving.
I think at the start of the “relationship” it’d be once every 2-3 weeks or so. In order to teach you the value of this quality time, he has to deprive you of it as well. It’d take several months, maybe even years, for it to progress to more than that.
Once the acceptance of your situation has made itself clear, it might become a weekly thing - he’s heard the term date night, and you’re a normal couple, right? It’d probably become more domestic as time goes on, as your social skills dwindle down and the slightest exposure to the open air becomes overwhelming. Why bother showing you - something that’s solely for him - off to the big, wide world when he can treasure you with a home-cooked meal and cosy night in?
Internally, he sees the dates as an obligation in his mind, rather than a genuine act of service or companionship. If they didn’t serve a purpose (forcing you to spend time with him and talk to him, manipulating you further) then I don’t think he’d bother.
As with everything, it’s all self-serving in the end. If he had it this way, he would only have stay-in dates. But, knowing what a regular person like you needs, he’s willing to stretch himself a little and allow you to step outside. Don’t forget to thank him!
#chrollo#hxh#yandere chrollo#chrollo x reader#chrollo lucilfer#yandere chrollo x reader#yandere chrollo lucilfer#asks
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What would you say are some particular traits in a partner that Rick would appreciate? Or something about someone that would maybe them stand out? (perhaps you've mentioned something like this before but my memory is bad, plus I love how you interpret Rick sm)
Love this ask! It’s easy to come up with a pretty comprehensive list of traits I think Rick would like in a person, but I think he also likes a bunch of different kinds of personalities. Like, yeah, I could say that he likes someone who’s just as stubborn and mean as he is because it keeps things interesting. But I do also think that being good natured could surprise him in how much he likes it, because it’s the opposite of how he perceives himself. So do keep that in mind with these headcanons! Just because I think these things would be important, doesn’t mean he wouldn’t like something a lil’ more on the other end of the spectrum ;)
Adventurousness is obviously a must. Someone who’s a little spontaneous when it comes to last minute trips and missions. You gotta be down to at least try anything once.
Being adaptable or a fast learner is pretty useful to him. If you’re quick on your feet when it comes to problem solving, even better. Rick can solve pretty much all situations, so if you can figure out a new solution before he can, you’ll definitely impress him. People he finds impressive are definitely more attractive to him.
Intelligence doesn’t really feel like a deal breaker (hot take, I know) but it’s a pretty big plus. He doesn’t respect people who don’t have a base line of intelligence, but you definitely don’t need to be anywhere near him in terms of that. He doesn’t expect anybody to be on his level.
This is a bit on the nose, but you gotta be decisive. He’d like a partner who has secure confidence in at least one major area. Could be in social situations (a plus, since he sucks at them), in a personal skill (doesn’t matter what that skill is), expressing absolute certainty in decision making, etc. He likes people who know they’re good and can back it up with evidence.
Someone who can banter with him. You don’t have to be clever or witty necessarily, just have good chemistry with him; you have to be able to flow together well in conversation, in bed, and out in the field.
Skilled in communication!! Another hot take, maybe. He probably wouldn’t even know that he likes this quality in a person (or alien, or… thing). He isn’t good at expressing himself when it comes to basically any overwhelming emotions, right? If you’re good at communicating, you can see through his little tricks or schemes that would push others away. Communication is absolutely a hard skill. Setting boundaries with Rick would definitely level up his respect for you, even if he would seem annoyed, hurt, etc., when you first make it clear to him.
If you can pick out his moods or what he’s really saying when he spouts whatever bullshit he does, it’s going to make his life that much easier. And having a partner who can be absolutely direct with him is the cherry on top. He doesn’t read between the lines when it comes to emotions. If you want him, you have to say it up front. If he’s pissing you off and you say it just like that, that’s something he can understand. Over time, it will become easier for him to open up and be more vulnerable because you don’t mock him or trivialize his feelings simply because he can’t actually put them out in the open. So on top of all that, being observant and intuitive will go a long way with building a relationship.
I wouldn’t go so far as to say Rick likes more childish characters, though I would describe him that way. If you’ve got a fun loving spirit, that’s enough. You gotta be able to deal with his sillier antics. If you don’t just put up with them, but are able to join in on the fun, that’s something that he really appreciates.
Obviously, you gotta love the family. Expressing thoughtful care towards the grandkids will go far in winning his affection, especially if the kids tell him that they like you.
Some other quick things: being passionate, ambitious, having a curious or questioning nature (as long as you don’t bother him with too many questions lmao), non-conformity, a little indulgent, a little skeptical (not a follower, anyway), and just the ability to think for yourself. Yeah, he likes attention and being fawned over for sure, but that’ll get boring to him pretty quick. He doesn’t want a sidekick or a yes-man, he wants a companion.
Just being your own person unabashedly, regardless of what he might say about it, is enough to pique his interest.
#rick sanchez#rick sanchez x reader#anonymous#ask#mesa writes#this one feels a liiiittle ooc to me#i think it's been too long since I watched the earlier seasons#gotta refresh rick's character in my brain perhaps
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How do you think they'd all respond to a pagan/wiccan?
This reminds me of my question of how Ubisoft is gonna fuck up AC Hexe when they revealed Codename Hexe last year XD
Anyway, let’s start...
Altaïr:
I could make a “what is this sorcery” joke but that would be too easy. If he sees a pagan or a wiccan, he wouldn’t really care. This man was raised in one of the most religious sect of the Brotherhood and turned out to be an atheist so, in all honesty, he couldn't care less who or what someone worships. What matters to him is the way someone worships must not endanger the innocent or get in the way of his mission. The most he’d do is interact with the pagan or the wiccan in a more intellectual way, gain more knowledge and information and then… just go his way.
Ezio:
This man was raised as a catholic in Renaissance Italy but he’s also someone who punch the living out of the pope so it really depends on when he would meet a pagan or a wiccan. Before the Auditore execution? Definitely feel awkward around them but wouldn’t insult them. During AC2? Vengeance is more important to him and he’d ally with anyone who would help him. Brotherhood? Dude is pretty much at war with the Church AND the Followers of Romulus, he has no beef with pagans or wiccans as long as they don’t side with his enemies. Revelations? This man has seen and experienced too much that he’s just chill with everything. They want to be allies? Sure. They just want to get on with their lives? That’s okay too.
Ratonhnhaké:ton:
Ratonhnhaké:ton was raised to respect the beliefs of others and he’s definitely more open-minded than a lot of people (even Haytham). He would try to respect their beliefs the best he could and would ask if he doesn’t know anything. He won’t necessarily be a practitioner himself but he’d definitely know more than normal.
Edward:
He has no problem with any pagan or wiccan. If it was a pirate though, he’d definitely take any of their superstitions because better safe than sorry, after all.
Arno:
France actually has a… ‘severe’ history with witch-hunts (around 1000 execution during the 14th to 17th century) so Arno would probably stay clear of any pagan or wiccan if he knows them but he wouldn’t turn a blind eye if they were being harassed (or worse). The most he’d do is help them escape and give them a chance of finding peace elsewhere.
Jacob:
If a wiccan or a pagan wants to be a Rook, Jacob will welcome them with open arms. He doesn’t necessarily believe them but he wouldn’t be rude to them. The most he’d do is light teasing but he’d stop as soon as he notices they’re feeling awkward or annoyed. To him, it doesn’t matter who they are. If they want to be a Rook and can follow the rules, they’re Jacob’s Rooks.
Evie:
She’s look at it from an intellectual standpoint and would be a bit wary considering the danger of being close to a wiccan or a pagan their time has. She won’t stop Jacob from making them their Rooks and she won’t try to bully them or push them around. She’d be a bit distant but it won’t really matter all that much since she’s not close to any of the Rooks anyway. She’d research about them though on the off-chance that they have any interest or information about any POE or Isu related things.
Bayek:
… I mean… he’s a Medjay from Ancient Egypt. He wouldn’t bat an eye if someone worships a specific god as he knows a ‘few’ people who do that. He also wouldn’t bat an eye on any ritual practices or spells they might do as long as it doesn’t endanger anyone. As far as Bayek is concerned, as long as no one is getting hurt, people should be free to worship as they please.
Desmond:
Dude would definitely try wicca. This man has been denied of so many things growing up that he’d try anything at least once… as long as it’s not too dangerous. If you’re looking to convert anyone, Desmond’s your guy.
Layla:
She’d be cool about it. Honestly, Layla looks like the type to have pagan or wiccan friends, maybe even someone who tried it when she was in college XD
#teecup where’s basim?#i haven’t finished mirage#i cannot in good conscience add him without#being sure of his personality#but on the top of my head?#it’s loki#he’d find it amusing#assassin's creed#desmond miles#altaïr ibn la'ahad#ezio auditore#ratonhnhaké:ton#connor kenway#edward kenway#arno dorian#evie frye#jacob frye#bayek of siwa#layla hassan#ask and answer#teecup writes/has a plot
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So what is up with “Edward better watch his step”?
This post by @asneakyfox really forced me to actually put into words how I interpreted the implicit meaning of this line. Cause when you think about it, it can get real abstract, a one to one… well anything involving this line I think is too simplistic. Interpersonal interaction of any sort really boils down to a tangled web of intention, interpretation, past experiences, hidden fears, hidden desires, etc etc the list goes on.
Ed becoming the kraken is a result of trauma, and although as omniscient viewers we may see this an overreaction (I think we can at least mostly agree it’s maladaptive and he Should Not’ve Done It), Edward has literally every reason to believe the opposite. We know Ed is the protagonist of a romantic comedy. He does not. This man was reared in two very physically abusive environments, with peers that were all “in various stages of fucking each other over”. Any threat by someone capable was likely acknowledged and heeded in one way or another. As the original post pointed out, Izzy has already proven willing and capable with the whole navy stunt. It’s not that Ed is being overly paranoid, it’s that assuming safety is not the done thing.
And I think a lot of times people get caught up on the details of it, like what specifically Izzy would do, how he’d logically be able to execute it, etc. As if the actual logistics of it being mulled over and proven unrealistic (which again we can only know with audience clairvoyance) would immediately deem Ed irrational. I just don’t think that’s the point. The threat can be any number of thing, it doesn’t necessarily have to be physical violence enacted by Izzy, fuck, Ed doesn’t even need to have a clear idea of what it means. He’s already playing with uncharted territory, trying for the first time to concretely initiate a way of life he’s never known before. And while it makes him happy, it does naturally erode the only defenses he’s learned. Ed’s strange look up towards the deck while the crew shouts for another song? That’s fear of the unknown. If his own crew thinks of him as a silly novelty now… then how will the rest of the world see him? What does Ed think will happen to him in a vulnerable state without the bloodthirsty legend he’s carefully armed himself with piece by piece for decades?
I think we already know.
Izzy’s threat was probably not consciously interpreted as intent to hurt, definitely not to kill. But if Izzy’s idea of “loyalty” to Ed was getting the British to rip his closest loved one from him one way or another… yah man not a good look. If I was Ed I wouldn’t know what the fuck was about to happen, and I wouldn’t be in any state to fuck around and find out. In terms of what Izzy actually meant, I think he truly believes Ed needing to “watch his step” is a natural consequence of what’s taking place. We consistently see him in that toxic and self-centered mindset of “I need to hurt you to save you from a worse fate. I don’t want to, but you leave me no choice.” In an uncertain state where both men are trained in an environment of caution, I honestly don’t think either of them know what Izzy really intends, or what he’s trying to warn. Izzy just believes danger is either inevitable or necessary, and Ed has no reason to doubt him.
#people are always like ‘’it’s ridiculous that Ed is afraid of Izzy! he wanted him there!’’#and I’m like ‘’babes no he’s scared of a future he can’t predict’’#even though he craves it so bad#Izzy’s just part of that uncertainty#especially since he’s being the literal opposite of supportive#like my fuck he told Ed he should’ve died instead#look at this point I think Izzy and Ed are just designed to be eackother’s personal hells#they need to be on opposite sides of the planet I’m sorry it’s true#ofmd#edward teach#our flag means death#Blackbeard#kraken Ed#1x10#meta#analysis#passive aggression#1x05#biceratops
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Hihi! Here with some character dynamic!! ❤️♦️♣️♠️🌹 for Klaus please? Thank you!
My bunny boy!
So I’ve actually only really thought about his relationship with Riddle, and even that was through the lens of his friendship with Fiamma, so this will be an interesting series of dynamics to explore?
Feel like I should also say before all of this that Klaus has some pretty high walls before he considers someone a friend at this point, bc he’s been bullied pretty badly for quite a while. So if it seems like a lot of this is him being antagonistic or uncharitable, it’s more of a defense mechanism than anything?
Preemptively tagging @inmateofthemind because a good chunk of this will be pertinent to our musing with him and Fia? (Especially the last bit)
I feel like he probably has a rocky start with Ace, generally jumping off with the assumption that Ace’s brash nature means he tends towards bullying (something that Klaus has had to deal with for far too long and has 0 tolerance for). Which probably causes some unnecessary tension between the two of them until something corrects Klaus’ perception, and he realizes that Ace is a bro, actually, even if he is a bit of a loud slacker? (Which. To be fair. Klaus is the king of doing things last-minute, so—) I think they actually end up having a decent bit in common, especially the tendency to call out injustice where they see it and pick fights with mages far stronger than them, so they probably end up being decent friends by the end of the first exchange, at least?
Cater is an interesting one, because I wonder if Cater wouldn’t see Klaus as a cute magical opportunity, because of his bunny features? I don’t think he’d -mean- anything by it, or even suggest it in anything less than a friendly way, but I don’t think Klaus would react well to being approached for his cuteness alone. I think he’d probably generally steer clear from Cater, especially once the generally hands-off nature of Cater’s friendships becomes clearer? Klaus isn’t one to put in effort with someone who doesn’t reciprocate a friendship in kind, even if Cater REALLY needs someone to put in that effort, for his own sake as much as anything. (Lookin at you, @ramshacklerumble)
Klaus would probably initially write Trey off as a pushover, always doing damage control for Riddle and seeming to let the other students walk all over him. But once he realizes that Trey has a mischievous and prideful streak a mile long, Klaus’ respect for him would grow. I don’t think they’re friends, persay, but I think Klaus probably sees something kindred in Trey, not necessarily in how he -presents- himself, but in what he actually -does-? (Specifically referencing Trey’s dorm uniform vignette here, in the context of what would cause Klaus to change his opinion on Trey. The sort of, “you think you can do this better? Alright. I’d like to see you try.” And then him preparing a contingency plan in the background anyway bc he knows the freshmen are gonna totally fail, etc.)
I actually think Klaus probably warms up to Deuce faster than Ace? If only because he basically looks at this boy and goes “oh bless your heart, you’re trying.” Deuce might be a dumbass, but he makes a point of trying to be a good dude, whereas Ace just kinda speaks his mind constantly even if what he says isn’t always. Complementary? Basically I think he’d respect the obvious effort Deuce us putting in to be someone his mom can be proud of, even if Klaus generally doesn’t care what anyone thinks of him. (If this is incomprehensible I’m so sorry, I’m very sleepy but wanted to get this out before I forgot BEJEJCJDJF)
And Riddle! His best friend’s beau! I actually think Klaus probably VERY MUCH DOES NOT LIKE HIM, at first? Because I think Riddle probably gives him shit early on for “misusing his signature spell” (which is a time displacement sort of thing?) Klaus absolutely would not take kindly to even the threat of having his magic sealed, especially noting that it is also his main defense against Penny and Ruby, his and Fiamma’s major bullies. Also to note that Klaus would not have been around for Riddle’s Overblot, so he would have NO IDEA about his trauma or Why He’s Like That until he’s directly told by Riddle, Fia, or someone else. Once he finds out, and especially once Fia makes clear her interest in Riddle, his attitude towards him mellows out substantially, and he eventually grows to call Riddle one of his best friends as well, I think. (Even if he does still, lovingly, joke about how stuffy Riddle’s adherence to rules can be, it’s in a much more endearing tone than annoyed)
If you would like clarification on any of this, I’d be more than happy to give it btw!!!
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WIP Wednesday
Well it's WIP Wednesday, so here is a bit of a Resident Evil fic that has been in the works for a while and I'm prepping to finish and roll out this spring!
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The voice is instantly familiar, and Leon narrows his eyes as memories of Lanshiang surface. “Is this Jake?”
“Yeah. Is this Leon?”
He stands and walks to the door of his office, closing it before he replies. “Yes. How did you get my number?”
“You gave it to me, remember?”
“No.”
There is an annoyed huff on the other end. “Whatever. I need to ask you something.”
Leon swallows thickly. He knows everything about Muller now; after returning from Lanshiang, he had read every bit of information on the guy. Knowing he was related to Wesker was unnerving to say the least, and he regretted not being able to interview him personally the times they had met face to face. But there was just too much going on, and he’d been too busy since, although he made sure the DSO was keeping tabs on him and his little protection operation. “Make it quick,” he replies.
“Do you know where Sherry is?”
“Probably working,” he says.
“No. Something’s wrong.”
Leon frowns. “What are you talking about?”
“She hasn’t answered her phone in two weeks. Is she on assignment or something?”
He makes a face in annoyance. Not only had Sherry stayed in contact with Jake—which breaks about six protocols regarding agents on protective duty, not to mention Sherry talking to Wesker’s son—but he didn’t know about it. Which tells him that Sherry purposefully didn’t mention it, and Leon is not at all ready to think about why she wasn’t forthcoming. “Yeah. She’s probably on assignment. I suggest you leave her alone.”
“Listen, asswipe,” Jake growls, “you’re supposed to be her boss, right? And you don’t know where your agent is. Can’t you fucking find her?”
“Watch it,” Leon snaps in warning. “I’m not her boss. If Sherry is on assignment, I wouldn’t necessarily know the details.” Then he takes a beat as he frowns. “What do you mean, she hasn’t answered her phone in two weeks?”
“Don’t you call her?”
Leon clears his throat. “Not regularly,” he admits. “But I’m sure she’s—”
“Well that’s kind of shitty of you,” Jake scolds him. “Sherry talks about you a lot. And what, you don’t bother with her no more?”
“Look, there’s been a lot of shit going on, if you haven’t noticed,” Leon argues. “And besides, I’m not about to give the location of one of the DSO’s agents to some random… person. Now don’t call me again.”
“No, wait!” Leon pauses from hanging up at Jake’s pleading tone. “Seriously. We were in communication pretty regularly. I’ve been tracking some BOWs through eastern Europe and she was keeping tabs on activity using her agency access. We would call or text every few days. And it’s been two weeks. It’s not like her.” Jake curses as Leon frowns, noting how genuinely frustrated he sounds. “Can’t you look on some computer or something, for fuck’s sake, and find her?”
Leon takes a moment to consider. If what Jake says is true, then yeah, something could be wrong. “Hang on,” he grumbles, sitting back at his desk. He opens the agency’s dashboard and types in his password, which gives him access to almost all of the company’s files. After clicking on the personnel search he enters Sherry Birkin into the system. Her picture pops up, her smile as sweet as the day they had met, and Leon feels a familiar tug of protection for her. Quickly he scans her basic info until he finds the tab for assignments, and a moment later her status appears on the screen.
“She’s on leave,” he says, breathing a bit of a sigh of relief.
“Leave?” Jake snaps. “What kind of leave? Like she’s sick?”
“No, personal, for…” Leon feels the blood drain from his face as he looks closer at the screen. “Jake, I’m gonna have to call you back.”
“No, fuckface, don’t hang—”
Leon presses the receiver button and quickly dials the extension for human resources. One of the clerks answers and he says, “This is Leon Kennedy. I need a status report on Sherry Birkin.”
#resident evil#re#resident evil 6#jake muller#leon kennedy#sherry birkin#jake x sherry#wip wednesday#fan fiction
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asks pt 1
I assume it is indeed actual blood from a Titan, seeing as Eclipse Lake and its tunnel systems were noted to be specifically the Titan’s veins. It’s possible it changes as he grows, but I think it’s not unlikely that Hooty just didn’t recognize it-- Titan’s Blood is incredibly rare, remember, and they didn’t have that glove’s worth of it to reference until the next episode. Hooty had probably never seen Titan’s Blood before.
Yesss that’s so cute. And also worries me slightly that we may see King get hurt enough to bleed, maybe even more than that one shot of Dell, because I’m reminded of how in the film of Stardust, they had the princes all bleed blue as a simultaneous pun and way to keep the rating down.
It is pretty cute, yeah-- I want to say ‘he can’t have known, can we really give him credit?” but tbh that’s true of most of his accidental success in that episode, ha.
Oof, yeah. I do suspect that Eda and Lilith aren’t in there, either, which makes it easy pickings. Endgame time....
I mean, I don’t know if that makes it 100% clear-- the skulls they wear are Titans’ skulls themselves, so the attacker there could still be another Titan, especially since he seems quite large (unless he’s just foregrounded a LOT). I’m not saying that’s definitely not what it shows, I’m just saying it’s not definitely what it shows, you know?
But yeah, Jean-Luc’s flesh magic is definitely concerningly familiar-- but I wouldn’t necessarily connect that to the Collector? Luz found that glyph in and among all the others in Philip’s diary, and he’d clearly been working on making very complex glyph arrays (such as the teleportation one) well before he made contact with the Collector. I think it’s more likely that, given that the glyphs are ‘commanding the surrounding magic’, that flesh is more just one of the Titan’s Humours, it’s an element, you know? I don’t think I distrust Jean-Luc. We’ll see.
It’s possible for sure! The Collector is definitely double-dipping, and has multiple plans to ensure his freedom in place, but I don’t know if he set up their initial hatred of Titans-- they seem to have only known him as a trapped creature, one they wish to free by slaying the last Titan, and presumably if he’d already made contact with him when they were doing some slaying in the Hunts of Old they could have freed him then. Hmm.
It is a bit funny that the Collector is helping Philip try to Murder All Witches while being fully aware and casually not mentioning there are wild witches on other islands, haha.
I apoligize for giggling at your typo but now I’m thinking of Camila as Carmilla.
But yeah, it’s a great character flaw, and very nicely delivered, her tendency to exaggerate things in her mind. I definitely wouldn’t blame her lack of friends on it, though-- remember that she was bullied for her ‘weirdness’, and that she made friends with Willow and Gus really quickly, and also that Vee pretty much met the human world immediately being sent off to normie camp-- where she necessarily met other weird kids who someone had thought needed to be toned down. They accepted her weird out-of-world awkwardness just like she accepted theirs. Remember that she says “these guys” are cool, when Luz is warning her to beware of teenagers. Luz was bullied by bullies, not because she’s not confident in herself.
That’s cute as hell tbh. He’s been so scared of losing her, and now he’s gonna be the key to everything. That’s a lot of responsibility to put on such a little guy’s head, but... he can make a way through.
#owl house#the owl house#owl house liveblog#owlblog#pdaliceblogs#owl 217#TOH spoilers#asks#specter-177#thequietmanno1
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A Drunken Night
Kazuha x male!reader (roommates)
cw: nsfw, slight angst, sub!reader, roommates to lovers
“I’m home” you heard your roommate call out to you from the other room. You and Kazuha had become roommates a year ago to save money and time. You weren’t the closest to him before but you trusted him enough to not be a pain to live with. You two were strictly friends and you knew this so… why did your heart always pound when he’d come home calling for you like that? “…Y/N?” Kazuha called to you again after hearing silence. You were in your room typing a paper for your project, it was the last part you needed to be done with it and here Kazuha came to make you late to finish it again. Kazuha wasn’t a bad student, far from it actually, he had a bad habit of going out to drink every two weeks with his buds. “In here, Kazuha.” you said in a sigh as you closed the essay and shut down your laptop. He came almost running to your room, he was almost like a dog in a way when he was drunk. “Y/N! You won’t believe what happened tonight!!” he said both excitedly but calm. You went to sit down on your bed and patted the space next to you, signaling him to sit. “There were these really pretty girls at the bar me and my friends went to-“ oh boy, here you go again. somehow, you always found a way to be jealous when he mentioned a ‘pretty girl’. “-she asked for my number but me being me, I forgot my phone at home and I don’t have it memorized yet! She probably thought I was trying to blow her off-“ “Do you like her?” shit. you didn’t mean to say that out loud. “What do you mean by that?” “I…I mean… was she someone you’d be romantically interested in?” You looked at him and he looked overly confused. “Ah- forget it, I’ll go bring you a glass of water okay?” he didn’t say anything, just, silently nodded. Shit. You really didn’t mean to ask him that. Of course he wouldn’t know! He barely met her! You still couldn’t help but be jealous though. You didn’t even know if your roommate was gay, let alone if he was even really interested in romance like that.
You’ve lived with Kazuha for a year yet he’s never brought anyone over, never mentioned anyone he was interested in romantically, Hell he never even said if he liked men or women. He was extremely closed off when it came to romance. When you got back to your room, you handed him the glass and he asked “Do you think i’m into women?” “What? Are you not?” you were kind of confused by this.. what did he mean by this. “I find women attractive, I do…. I’ve never been with a women though. Oh but don’t get the wrong idea, I’ve also never been with a man.” Your hope was out the window. “So you’re ace? Or aro?” “Not necessarily. There is someone i’m interested in, but before this person there never was someone who made me feel the way this person makes me feel.” shit, so he had a crush. “Well, tell me about this person” You pretended to be interested but in reality, you were so heart broken. You wishes so badly that he’d just say it was you. You’d do anything to make Kazuha look at you the way you looked at him.
“They’re someone i’ve known for a while,” he started. “I’ve been friends with them and known of them for years, I see them everyday, we hang out every day. My favorite part of the day is being able to talk to them. I don’t think they’ve noticed my gaze though, they seem completely oblivious to my feelings even though I think I make them a little too clear.” “What’s their name?” Kazuha stopped. He looked at the ground, almost scared to say who it was. “Hey, If I tell you… promise not to be weirded out?” oh god.. who could it be? why would you be freaked out? “Yeah, of course I wouldn’t be.” you said with a little chuckle. He didn’t chuckle back. after an awkward silence he finally opened his mouth. “It’s you.” He looked at you. “I’ve liked you for so long…how have you not noticed haha..” He looked almost, sad? “You…you like me?” you were completely dumbfounded by this information. Kazuha, the dude you’ve liked for what seems like forever, he reciprocates your feelings? You were so happy you could die! “It’s been so obvious, Y/N…why haven’t you noticed…” he sounded sad.. why was he sad?? “Kazuha…” only then was it that you realized he was starting to cry.. why… why was he crying? “Kazuha…why are you crying..” “You’re such an idiot, everything you do makes me so incredibly happy yet you act like it means nothing to you. Am I nothing more than another friend to you? Is this how you treat all of your friends?” His words were like blades, they cut new wounds into you that you’ve never felt. “Kazuha..I’m so sorry for making you feel this way..I..I don’t know what to say honestly..” “Y/N…what can I do to make you feel the way I feel for you?” Was he dumb? “What?” “You heard me!” “No… Kazuha.. I…” “What? You what?” You gulped. “Kazuha, I’ve already fallen in love with you.” You said it. You finally said it. “You… you… are in… love with me?” Only when he repeated it back did you realized you said love instead of like, though it wasn’t incorrect it was just a bit weird to say to someone you weren’t dating. “I MEANT LIKE! LIKE OKAY!” He only chuckled at your reaction. “I love you too, Y/N..” he leaned in and kissed you. You were over the moon, you could die happily now. “Hey, can we… do it?” Kazuha asked shyly but when you looked down, he was all over you. Touching your thigh, it was hard not to see the bulge in his pants too. “K…Kazuha… as much as i’d love to.. you’re drunk, you need sleep” “No I don’t! i’m not even that drunk okay! At least let me give you he-“ “KAZUHA DONT SAY IT LIKE THAT!” you cut him off, you wanted to you really did. You were a flustering mess because of him. He leaned in closer to your neck and slowly started kissing it. “Just one round, yeah?” God it was so hard to say no to him. You were so flustered you couldn’t even process what was happening. “If you don’t want to, I won’t force you to either.” He was waiting for your respond, he wouldn’t do anything you were comfortable doing but… was it okay? “One round.” you said sternly.
Kazuha was quick to take off his shirt and pants, He was all over your neck and thighs. Little whimpers left your mouth each time he kissed a different spot. He took off your shirt and started kissed around your collarbone. As he kissed all over your body, he took off your pants and underwear. You were a bit embarrassed being the only one fully naked but you were too flustered to even care. “Can I touch you?” He asked and you just silently nodded. He went back to kissing you and started to stroke your dick. The first stroke had you moaning already, he didn’t stop though, it only made him stroke more. “K…Kazuha..” you said in between his strokes. He stopped suddenly and started taking off his own underwear, he wasn’t going to just put it in already… right? You didn’t ask though, you just watched him as he changed positions. He was in between your thighs now, his eyes completely focused on your dick wet with precum. he slowly began to lick the head, getting moans out of you non stop. his hand felt great but his mouth was even better. he put it all in, he shoved it all in his mouth. you were feeling too much pleasure from him sucking you off to realize he had slipped a finger or two in you. “Kazuha..” you kept saying his name as he sucked you off, you were pulling his hair with each moan that left your mouth. “I’m gonna c..come..!” you said as he stopped. “Kazuha.. why did y-“ he said nothing but just cut you off with a kiss. You dick was throbbing, begging to come. “You can’t come yet, you haven’t even let me put it in silly.” he was such a tease, honestly! you loved that about him though. he started kissing your neck again and slowly started to put his own dick near your entrance. “Can I?” he said holding onto his dick. all you could do was nod. he kissed you, and put his dick inside at the same time. a moan escaped your mouth but it only encouraged him to go faster. He held onto your thighs and put your legs over his shoulder, he was hoping to hit the right spot. You were already so sensitive and on the verge of coming and him pounding you like this wasn’t helping. all you could do was moan out his name, tell him to go faster, and he’d do it. he didn’t say much, just let out little grunts and occasional moans. “Y..You feel s’good..” he leaned down to kiss you again, moans exchanging. “I’m close..” “yeah, me too” you could feel yourself about to cum when he said “I love you” before kissing you and releasing inside you. you reached your own climax when he kissed you.
You were both a panting mess, you had finally done it though. You not only confessed your love to him, but, you also finally had sex with the one you loved. “I really do love you, Y/N.” he grabbed some tissues next to your bed stand and started cleaning you both. “I love you too, kazuha.” he smiled warmly at you, it melted your heart. after cleaning you both up, he quickly snuggled next to you, wrapping you both up in your blanket. “I can sleep here tonight, right?” he really was a tease. “Shhh I’m sleeping” is all you replied with before laughing with him and soon falling asleep in his arms.
EXTRA: morning after
When you woke up, Kazuha was gone. you were still undressed though which meant last night really did happen. you quickly went to put on a shirt, shorts, and underwear before walking out to the kitchen. “Ah, good morning, love.” He greeted you. the pet name was very cute but you’d never admit it to his face. “Mornin” you said with a yawn. “I made us some omelets and rice, want some?” “You bet! your cooking’s the best!” he smiled and chuckled at your reply, you went to sit down at the kitchens bar and watched him prepare your food. he handed you your food and gave you a kiss. “Your breakfast, and a morning kiss.” blushing is always a great way to start your day, at least it will be now. “Thank you.” you said shyly as you took a bite of the food. “How is it?” “The best!” “I’m glad” he took a bite out of his own plate. “Are you sore? I think I was a bit rough last night..” “Nope! I’m okay, no need to worry.” you placed a kiss on his cheek, totally catching him off guard. “Did you have a hangover?” you asked in between bites. “No, told you I wasn’t drunk.” “Yeah yeah sure you weren’t.” You both continued eating and watching the news on the tv. “You’re wearing my shirt, by the way.” you look down to see what he meant, sure enough, it was his shirt. “I guess I picked yours up by accident before leaving my room this morning haha.” “Yeah, I guess so.” “It looks cute on you, a bit oversized but I like it that way.” he leaned over to kiss you again, this time more passionately. you pulled away before he got too carried away though. “Eat your food, horn dog.” he laughed at your reaction. “Yeah, that’s my boyfriend alright.”
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This is a different anon; regarding your last controversial opinion from your previous ask. Would you still think that Yohan had some degree of infatuation for Isaac if in the drama, Isaac and Gaon did not look similar? I personally don’t think that that would even be a topic of discussion if they didn't look alike.
I don’t necessarily think it’s be such a sore point as it is for a lot of people if it was never mentioned at all. However, I do think that someone in fandom, at some point, would bring up yohan’s devotion to Isaac. the entirety of the devil judge wouldn’t have happened if isaac hadn’t died. yohan would still become a judge, and he’d serve justice. and only then maybe down the line would he use his position to tackle the elite. but to the extent that he went on behalf of his brother? i’m not sure he would. isaac would be alive - would he still meet gaon? would he seek him out; would he befriend him, teach him? does gaon in this world still resemble isaac, in that case? because that leads to another discussion of whether yohan would've sought comfort in gaon outside of isaac even while alive.
but that's a lot of what ifs. what we do know is yohan loves tremendously. isaac’s death drove the storyline but so did his love of elijah to keep her safe and prevent her from ever learning the truth of what happened. it’s very clear yohan feels things deeply; he just processes those emotions much differently than the average person. it takes gaon to actually understand him. isaac understood him, too, but only to an extent.
i digress, yohan’s only safe haven growing up was Isaac. He protected him, he visited him in his basement. Yohan didn’t have any friends except Isaac and later heejin and Elijah. yohan probably had surface level, kinda buddies in college and co-workers, at most, as a judge. his only source of interaction was through isaac - and that’s not to say he was deprived completely, but he was alienated at a school-age level. the confusion of growing up and figuring yourself out, working through hormones and reading about these things in books, coupled with isaac being older and eventually dating heejin. jealousy certainly could’ve loomed there. there is a lot of what-ifs, and one of those is yohan's development, need, desires, attachment style (in a deprived household), etc.
now does any of this call for an incestuous nature? no, not necessarily. but yohan also didn’t get to experience what life was like as a “normal” person in society from a very young age. his social, moral, ethical, cultural and any other -al is vastly different than that of others. he operates on a different belief system due to finding guidance through isaac and books. it’s how he’s able look at murder as self-preservation (for himself, for the country). why he never changes his mind about how no human is truly innocent, resorts to a “means to an end” mentality without remorse and is devoted to his family above all (which gets into a whole other topic of discussion about yohan’s abuse and his inability to break ties with those he loves - saving gaon from being mobbed to death while shot and then bleeding out on the floor despite gaon’s continues back-and-forth trust and distrust with him). he doesn’t actually care about the kang family social standings outside of his plan (clearly seen the day of the church fire where he didn’t even join, and there is no way isaac would’ve banished him from the event; it seems he actually gave yohan a choice whether he could participate or not).
the books he reads also clearly delve into darker, meatier subjects. in fact, one book specifically called “the god of small things” by arundhati roy features this subject (twins who have sex out of grief). and while it’s not from a place of true romance, it’s still there and serves its narrative purpose for the story that is being told.
i know this is probably not the place you’re necessarily coming from, and this ask is just out of curiosity if anything, but what i really want to challenge people with this is instead of saying oh ew gross - think about it from another context historically and textually. just because you learn about it, know about it or it exists doesn’t mean you have to condone it, but i don’t think it’s a thing to be feared in topics of discussion - i’m sure it’s a heavy subject in psychology and other sciences as well as within the history of humanity.
i also discussed a smilier theme regarding the death penalty because when the show aired, people were horrified, and that is what the tone of the show is supposed to take on, yes. how does someone go so far to condone that - not just yohan but the general public? but, in reality, when we look at the historical context of death in and of itself, was murder treated as taboo? did people have the same reaction to it back then as they do now? can’t say for sure because i wasn’t there, but history has told us that it was pretty normal, so much so to the point that it in certain regions of the world, it was pretty equivalent to an afternoon movie showing.
i think you make a very fair point, and i don’t think there’s anything wrong with thinking that no, it wouldn’t be a hot button issue if the storyline nixed the resemblance aspect. so as i said above, i don't think it'd be such a touchy subject because it wouldn't be a leading narrative carrot. though even if that were the case, i don't think it'd stop anyone from playing devil's advocate anyhow - which is what my how spiel is about.
in the end, i think it’s an answer that can go either way. there’s no right or wrong way to view it, but because you asked, there’s my two cents.
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Year 7 Chapter 45
The only thing I like about this chapter is the "You can't be nice" option and the conversation after that. I love JC for that. But the way Jacob switched up so fast is suspicious (so is his whole character...) Like alright, him being civil to get answers makes some sense. But him staying with Peregrine to talk after MC left? Last time he wouldn't even wait for MC bc he hated their father sooo much. Come on, JC. You can do better than that.
Year 7 Chapter 44
I don't understand Olivia's character. At all. But she said she wanted to be friends with her students, right? Then what's with Dumbledore saying "Professor Green, have you brought more students in need of discipline?"? She's been there for like a week.
These probably aren't big things, but still. Anyway, have a good day!
I read your message before reading the new dialogues, and I was expecting the “You can't be nice” part to be about Merula. But Jacob is alright too. I wouldn’t necessarily say I “love” it, but I agree it’s nice to have this option. And the story we learn in this conversation is quite interesting.
I don’t know if that’s just me, but I feel like since Shiratori’s trial, we hear more and more about the past relationship between the siblings not being so ideal – and I wonder what’s the reason. I mean, I know I’m biased here because I identify “past Jacob” with my own Jacob, but… I just don’t see that “past Jacob” locking their sibling in the cupboard, for example. Or in the recent chapter, Jacob said that he was jealous when MC was born. They both were blaming each other for being horrible as kids. Nothing of it is alarming or anything, but still – it doesn’t feel right to me.
Admittedly, MC’s picture of Jacob when he was missing was surely idealised a bit, so it might explain why they never talked about such stories. And people like Madam Rosmerta (who once called Jacob “quiet” and “sweet”) didn’t know what he was like at home, so there’s also that, I guess.
Back to your message, though. I agree that it’s quite suspicious how easily Peregrine wins Jacob over. But as I keep saying, I’m fully expecting to be betrayed by Jacob, one way or the other, so… I can’t say I’m surprised. I don’t understand what exactly Jam City is doing anymore, but… Do not trust the Fugly Slut.
Finally, I have to agree with you about Olivia as well. I’m kind of confused by her character, and frankly, I don’t really like her. It’s not that I dislike her, but I dunno. Maybe it’s because her whole plotline is a total mess. The idea with the memories seemed promising at first, but once again, I don’t think Jam City actually knows what they’re doing. The only way I see it could work is if those memories can clear Rakepick’s name. Because otherwise, why would Rakepick keep them? Although it’s ridiculous either way that the vials are still at Rakepick’s old office, somehow. Oh, and Rakepick didn’t mention in Azkaban that the box she wanted is at Hogwarts. But who cares, right? It’s too hard to check what you wrote a couple of chapters earlier.
And it’s a very good point about the situation with Dumbledore! Seriously, how many students “needing discipline” did she manage to bring already? No, you’re right that it’s weird. And by the way, I find it rather odd that Dumbledore addresses her: “Professor Green”. I mean, this one is probably way less important than your remark, but still. Isn’t he actually known for calling everyone by their first name once he talks to them? And he’d use “Professor Lastname” only when talking about them to the students? Eh.
Anyway, I hope you’re having a great weekend! :)
#hogwarts mystery#hphm#hphm spoilers#hphm datamine#hphm mc#hphm jacob#hphm peregrine#olivia green#albus dumbledore#ask#anonymous
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Now the interesting part. Puffy is more than just the head of the royal guard! She has input! I did not see that coming! But it’s actually so smart, because you wouldn’t expect it. And she has control of the guards, so she probably gets info about the princes from Jack. It also makes sense because she was the one answering outer planet communications.
Which brings us to the secret meeting. And it makes sense that they would have meetings without them. Cuz they need to get on the same page. But we learn so much in the one conversation. I’m gonna focus on the dialogue but I might go through the character dynamics at some point if I feel like it, cuz there’s a lot there too.
The other rulers are already incredibly protective of Wilbur and Tommy. Given the fact that they’ve known these kids for less than a day, I can only assume this feeling is slowly clawing its way into Phil and Techno. Combine that with the extra details learned about their escape, which startled everyone, and another clear “they are under OUR protection”. They are protective. And they have plans...
I love that Phil 1 recognises Wilbur’s potential. 2 recognises it would be wasted on Eldingvegr because they don’t care about him, which he knows because 3 he realises that being a bastard is a sore subject and it has definitely been rubbed in even if he doesn’t know the extend. 4 he wants to do something with that potential. He’ll doesn”t want to let it go to waste so he has to find a way to use it himself. Current theory is the he’ll use Wilbur as an heir, but I’m still mostly writing that off because Phil has a longer life span and I haven’t done the math, but I think he’s likely to outlive Wilbur, so maybe he has another position in mind.
Either way, I think that Phil isn’t sending either of the princes back.they are separating their decision on Eldingvegr form the princes. Which means their negotiations with the princes have no impact on the decision. So all they have really been good for is showing their potential. It’s been a test from the beginning. Probably still is. And it’s so interesting because Wilbur hasn’t realised that this chapter (maybe I am just wrong), so it’ll be interesting to see his reaction should he ever realise the negotiations were ‘useless’.
Also, nobody has ever told Wilbur he has potential? Not even Nikki? Because he’s definitely been told he’d be a better ruler than Tommy, but that’s not the same. God every single adult on Eldingvegr has failed Wilbur. Give this boy some love and self-worth. He needs it. And a lot of it.
Ramble ended, for now.
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yessss puffy actually has more of a direct hand with the emperor and the imperator than most people realize!! after all, phil and techno have entrusted their safety to her, so they trust her with a lot more political information as well. it just makes sense yknow?
honestly idk if it came across correctly, but the 'they are under OUR protection' was meant to be almost possessive and controlling in a way? I didn't want it to read possessive in a weirdchamp way, but it wasn't necessarily a wholesome 'oh we're so loving and protective' bc that's not what the two of them are really thinking here. it was more like a 'they are under OUR protection meaning we can use them for our plans how we want' meanwhile, the other leaders are genuinely just worried bc these are two kids and phil is being very weird and evasive with talking about his plans so they're like uhhhh okay what are you thinking of doing here-
not gonna comment on your theory as usual but interesting to hear :)
i mean of course niki has told wilbur a lot of kind things like that he has potential, but he's not really counting her since she's his age and his best friend. it was more like none of the actual authority figures/adult figures in his life ever told him he had potential, so it's different hearing it from an emperor of a whole ass empire. he definitely needs a lesson in self-love tho like goddamn
thank you for the rambles as always spruce anon!! love to see them!!!
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I do kinda get fandom Song Lan actually because if Song Lan’s first impulse in Yi City had been to go to Xiao Xingchen and check on him/make sure he was okay/protect him/apologize to him/whatever instead of getting Xue Yang alone to confront him and try to rip his throat out with his teeth or whatever then things probably wouldn’t have gone so very very badly. So I get why people think Song Lan’s first impulse is to chase feelings of anger and retribution rather than protection and reconciliation.
However. I mean. Xue Yang DID kill Song Lan’s whole-ass temple and I think prioritizing a beat-down in that situation is understandable. Song Lan probably also wanted to know wtf was going on and kinda sensed that he would get a more clear and complete answer out of Xue Yang than he would out of Xiao Xingchen, who might not even know he’d been living with a monster.
It’s a very understandable and human thing that he does, and I don’t think it necessarily points to him having some sort of anger issues or anything. You can write that kind of Song Lan if you want to, but I’m not sure this specific situation is incontrovertible proof of that kind of personality.
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Without You (Chapter 2)
Chapter 2: Sign the Contract, Be the Hero!
Hana makes a new friend, while Makoto meets with Fenix, before having his second fight as a Rider.
AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/43371954/chapters/109206678
With Yukimi in the hospital, there was one less person to run the bath house. This normally wouldn’t be too much of a problem, since Makoto often did most of the work, but Tamaki had dragged him into Fenix today, probably to do with what happened the day before. Which left Hana working reception at Happy Spa, alone with her thoughts.
Mostly, she was trying to sort through the strange feeling in her chest whenever she thought of Jeanne. Particularly, her thoughts kept returning to that kiss. Her fist kiss. And she didn’t even hate that it was Jeanne who’d claimed it. Which was a point of concern for Hana because she shouldn’t have enjoyed it, not that much, right? Besides, she already knew she liked guys, right? She’s had a crush on at least one, but now…
Even the thought of Jeanne and watching her fighting brought a blush to her face and a flutter to her heart. Okay, so maybe she was attracted to Jeanne. But that didn’t mean she liked women, right? Obviously, everyone just thought Jeanne was hot, right? There was no one there at the moment, early enough that most customers weren’t going to be coming in yet, so she pulls out her phone, intent on doing some research.
She concludes that yes, plenty of people thought Jeanne was hot. And that Jeanne was hot. She may or may not have saved a few of the good pictures, pulled from Deadman livestreams and hijacked broadcasts to her phone. For future reference. That’s all.
Okay, so maybe Hana liked women. Or maybe it was just Jeanne? Was it possible to be attracted to just one specific person of a gender? Yes, that had to it, she just liked Jeanne specifically, and it was only because she was so… well a lot of things, Hana wasn’t really sure how to put it all into words.
“It’ll be nice and relaxing,” She hears a voice in the entryway, and she figures that it’s probably customers. “Maybe it’ll help get your creative juices going?”
“Well, I guess it can’t hurt.”
A pair walk in, a man and the most beautiful woman Hana has ever seen. A sudden strange feeling hit Hana’s chest, just like when she thought of Jeanne. Oh no. Not again.
The woman takes one look at her and makes a beeline for the desk, “Would you be willing to model for me.”
Immediately, a blush came to Hana’s face, “W-what?”
Smiling, the woman responded, “I design clothes, and you’re just… beautiful.” Hana was taken aback by her words. It brought to mind Jeanne’s flirting the day before, but here, she doesn’t think the woman is necessarily trying to flirt with her. “I can already see it…”
“Um…” Hana isn’t really sure how to respond to the sudden request from a stranger.
The man who she’s with sighs, tugging at the hat he wore, “Sakura, we’re here for a bath, not for you to trying to hire the first person you see.” Despite his clear exasperation, he clearly has a fondness for the woman, Sakura’s, actions.
A slight pout comes to Sakura’s lips, “But Ikki…” then she sighed and turned back to Hana, “maybe we can meet sometime? Oh, how about lunch today?”
It’s not that Hana doesn’t want to know more about Sakura, or at the very least she was intrigued by her offer, even if she was still a bit surprised, but going to lunch with her was… maybe a bit much. Besides… “I can’t, there’s no one here to work and I don’t know when my brother will be back.”
Sakura is undeterred by this, “Tomorrow, then?”
It was stupid, but Hana wanted to agree, “Can I bring a friend? You are a stranger, after all.”
Her smile fades for just a moment, but it’s quickly hidden, “Of course, I take that as a yes?”
“Yes,” Hana smiled back.
“Great,” Ikki said, “Now for the reason we came here.”
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Tamaki led Makoto through Fenix’s base, taking him to George’s lab. It was little surprise that he’d been ordered to bring Makoto here, given his transformation the day before, and particularly now that the Deadmans knew about them and Hana. Even if Makoto never used the belt again, there was certainly some danger from the Deadmans now knowing about them and their strangeness.
When they arrive at George’s lab, both Captain Kadota and Captain Akaishi were already there, conversing with George. Both of the captains were meant to work with George and coordinate with the Kamen Rider, once the belt was completed. Surely, they were talking about what had happened the day before. Tamaki, despite his strong sense of hearing, had learned how not to listen into things, to avoid eavesdropping.
It was actually Captain Akaishi who had taught him how. Back when Tamaki had first woke up with his wolf ears and his stronger hearing, he’s stumbled into Fenix, determined not a miss a day on top of the days he and his siblings had already been missing. But there was so much noise, it was overwhelming him. And it was Captain Akaishi who helped him – he too had sensitive hearing, though certainly for much more normal reasons than Tamaki. Much like Tamaki, it was Captain Kadota who once helped Captain Akaishi when he was a cadet.
Captain Daiji Akaishi, despite only being a year older than Tamaki himself, had quickly rose through Fenix. Though many suspected that it was because his father was the director, Tamaki doesn’t think that’s the case. He believes Captain Akaishi to be truly talented and dedicated – if he weren’t, he could have easily gained a position at Fenix without going through all the training he did. And perhaps, because he and Captain Kadota were friends, that helped Tamaki’s trust and belief in him.
“Captain Kadota? Captain Akaishi? I’ve brought Makoto.” As Tamaki spoke, Makoto waved, keeping behind him.
“Perfect timing,” Captain Akaishi smiled.
George pops out from behind the two, “That was quite the show you put on yesterday, Makoto Igarashi!”
Frowning, Makoto glanced at Tamaki, before back to George, “Er… it was?” Then, with a slight sly expression on his face, he asked, “And who are you again?”
Though he deflates every so slightly, George quickly recovers as he makes his way towards Tamaki and Makoto. “I am George Karizaki – the one who made that belt you used yesterday.”
“Oh, yeah, I think Tamaki’s mentioned you a few times.”
“All good things, I’m sure,”
Makoto glanced at Tamaki with a mischievous glimmer in his eyes and Tamaki just knows he’s about to do or say something that Tamaki is not going to be pleased about. Before Tamaki can try to do anything to stop Makoto, he responded, “Well… I don’t about that…”
“Makoto!” Tamaki reached over and smacked Makoto’s arm.
Captain Kadota cleared his throat and Tamaki was reminded that he was working right now, no matter how much Makoto was clearly trying to embarrass him. Once Captain Kadota had their attention, he said, “Thank you for what you did yesterday, Makoto. Though we know you aren’t apart of Fenix yourself, we’d like to ask for your help going forward.”
Confused, Makoto tilted his head, “My help? For… what?”
“That belt you used yesterday? The only ones who can use it is you and your siblings,” George chimed in, “As you might have saw with Captain Kadota, using it otherwise will cause a Deadman to appear.”
“Why?” Makoto asked, still not really understanding, “I mean, what’s so special about us?”
“That’s obvious. Your brother’s fur, tail, and ears, your sister’s fuzz and antenna. Your… well whatever it is that’s weird with you.” George waved his hand, “What I’m saying is, none of you are normal and that’s the reason why you can use that belt.”
Still, there was a frown on Makoto’s face. It didn’t seem now so much that he didn’t understand, broadly at least, but that something wasn’t sitting right with him. “Alright, I get it, it works because we’re weird, but that doesn’t actually answer why.”
Looking Makoto dead in the eyes, George said, “Well, the more specific answer as to why is because everyone has a demon, but unlike everyone else, the three of you, as far as I can tell, are fused with your demon.”
Captain Kadota startled at that, “Karizaki, what do you mean by that?”
Before George can answer, Captain Akaishi nodded, seemingly understanding better. “So that’s the reason for Tamaki’s inhuman features. He must have gotten them from his demon.”
“Exactly!” George grinned, “And his siblings are certainly in the same boat, even if Makoto here doesn’t present any visible mutations. He was able to use the belt, so that’s proof enough.”
An uneasy silence falls as Makoto, Tamaki, and Captain Kadota take in George’s words. The reason that Makoto, Tamaki, and Hana were like this was because they were fused with their demons, and those changes to their appearance came from their demons. The same must be true about the Deadman leaders, at least Jeanne and Revi both appeared to have mutations like Tamaki and Hana had.
That must have been why there was a desire to keep the Deadmans from learning about Tamaki and his siblings – because they’d so easily recognize them for what they were. Jeanne asked both Hana and Makoto to join the Deadmans, and she’d surely have asked Tamaki if he’d gotten close. Now, they would be targets for the Deadmans, surely.
“Okay, okay, so,” Makoto sighed, clearly trying to grasp all the information he’s been given. Usually, Makoto absorbed information like a sponge. Usually, it didn’t involve him directly. “You want me to keep using that belt – because Tamaki, Hana, and I are the only ones who can actually do it.”
Captain Akaishi nods, “That’s exactly it. Originally, we were going to have Tamaki do it, but now we see an opportunity to better our odds against the Deadmans further – if you’re willing to help, that is.”
Makoto gets the expression he always gets when he’s in thought, eyes cast downward, pulled closed as he took careful breaths. After a few moments, he opened his eyes again and said, “I have work to do for our family,”
It didn’t make sense to Tamaki why Makoto wouldn’t want to be a Rider again. Why he wouldn’t want the chance to be a hero, to help people. But then again, if Makoto didn’t, that meant Tamaki would – and he probably would either way, but it would be later if Makoto took the finished belt. Though it was obvious that Fenix wanted Makoto’s help, Tamaki couldn’t find it in him to try to argue. He wanted to be a hero and protect people, to protect his siblings like Makoto always tried desperately to and had.
His hesitation is easily noticed by everyone else. George seemed the most irritated by it. “Come on, don’t you want to get to be a hero?”
Shrugging, Makoto didn’t seem bothered by George’s words, “Not really. I’m happy just being with my family. But I’m sure Tamaki will make a great Kamen Rider or whatever.”
Still, Captain Akaishi didn’t seem satisfied with that answer. Tamaki has to assume that there’s some pressure from Commander Wakabayashi to get Makoto to join. Though even that didn’t really explain Captain Akaishi’s next assertion, “Unfortunately, the Deadmans now know about you, which means you and your family won’t be safe. Tamaki may be, but you and your sister? You’ll certainly be the Deadmans targets.”
At that, Makoto faulters, confliction rushing across his face. “You… really think we’ll be in danger regardless?”
“I’m afraid so,” Captain Akaishi responded, “We don’t want you to feel forced into anything, but you also need to understand the situation you’re in.”
“And what about Hana, then? Even if I do agree, and even if Tamaki’s safe here, what about her?” Now it was less about Makoto and more about Hana – of course it was, he always would try to put his siblings before himself. That was how Makoto had been for as long as they’d known him.
Again, George pipes in, “Well, I have a solution for that.”
Surprised by that statement, Captain Kadota asked, “You do? You didn’t mention this before.”
Hurrying over to his desk, George grabs three items, handing one to Makoto and one to Tamaki, “The three of you should be able to use Vistamp to transform into something not unlike a Deadman – let your demon out and give you it’s power. Squid for Makoto here, Wolf for Tamaki, and for your sister,” He waves the last one in his hand, “the Bee Vistamp.”
Tamaki shifted the Vistamp in his hands. While he and George had talked about the possibility that the Vistamps could have an effect on them different from a normal person, but they’d never tested it. “Are you sure that it’s… safe?”
“Of course, of course,” George assured, handing Makoto the Bee Vistamp, “Regardless of what you decide, take those, in case something happens. But you’ll stand a better chance against the Deadmans with the aid of my belt.”
George’s words didn’t entirely convince Tamaki of the actual safety involved in using the Vistamps on themselves, but he supposed it’s better than nothing. Especially if they were in as much danger as Captain Akaishi was making them out to be.
His thoughts go to Hana and her fight me attitude, something she’d developed before they’d met the Igarashis, when they were on the streets. It was almost stronger now, though, and he worried that if she encountered any of the Deadmans again, she’d be tempted to fight them. He isn’t sure if giving her the Vistamp would increase that temptation, or at least give her a better chance when she inevitably gave into it.
Makoto’s next response snaps Tamaki out of his thoughts, “Alright, fine. I’ll use that belt for you.”
The response was quite the surprise to Tamaki, knowing how obviously reluctant he’d been before. But he must have thought it would be the best way to protect his siblings, Makoto would do just about anything to do that. Even if he really hadn’t wanted to.
When Tamaki woke up with his ears and Hana with her antenna, Makoto had only bruises, particularly on his fists. Though he couldn’t remember, he fought back, to protect his siblings.
At Makoto’s acceptance, George smiled – the sort of smile that always made Tamaki a bit wary and uncomfortable. “Great! It’ll be quite the help.”
Reaching for the papers behind him, Captain Akaishi presented them to Makoto, a strange smile on his face. Too small to be normal, but too present to be ignore. It made Tamaki’s tail bristle, though he tried to hide it. “Then all we ask is that you sign this. It’s just a contract for your employment with Fenix.”
Hesitant, Makoto carefully reads over the contract, slowly, almost agonizingly. Tamaki wishes he’d hurry it up, but he also knows that Makoto prefers to be meticulous with things of this manner. He liked to know what he was getting in to, and this was clearly no exception. So they wait for Makoto to read it all, to know every last detail of its contents.
After reading through it all, Makoto sighed, taking the offered pen and signing.
Tamaki feels like something big has just happened, but he can’t say what or why.
Captain Akaishi takes the contract and the pen back, “Thank you, your help will be greatly appreciated.”
Makoto and Tamaki leave, Tamaki tasked with making sure that Makoto got out safely and without getting lost. Now that all was said and done, Tamaki would be seeing a lot more of Makoto, even while working. He’s not sure how he feels about that. On one hand, it would be another person to help with the Deadmans. On the other, it was his brother, and Tamaki wouldn’t be able to become a Rider for a while longer, now. Limited to only the Vistamp he’d been given.
“There’s… well, you might not like me saying this, but there’s something weird about Captain Akaishi,” Makoto commented, puling Tamaki from his thoughts once they’re a ways from where they’d left the two captains. He must have remembered Tamaki telling him about Captain Akaishi’s hearing.
Still, Tamaki couldn’t say he thought Captain Akaishi was all that strange, “What do you mean by that?”
Seeming thoughtful, Makoto considered his words, “Well it’s… I guess he gives me a strange feeling. It’s hard to explain.”
“I can’t say I’ve ever noticed anything strange,”
“No, maybe I’m just imagining things.”
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Hana was digging through her closet, trying to decide on the best outfit that both could disguise her fuzz, and also look good. After all, she had to make the best second impression she could on Sakura. She also had little clue what clothing would be appropriate for lunch, but also a business meeting, essentially.
Hikaru was quite clearly less concerned about his appearance than she was. He’d showed up to Happy Spa in a t-shirt and hoodie, clearly not too worried about making a good first impression. He was coming along because she asked him too, he told her, not because he cared much about the impression he made on this Sakura.
She supposed that was good enough reason for him, but he still had to figure out something for her. It took perhaps a bit longer than it should have, but she settled on a nice white blouse and a red skirt, pulling a white jacket over it to help disguise her fuzz on her wrists as a part of her jacket. To hide her antenna, she fell back on his most common item, a headband. It was a little uncomfortable to squish them like that, but it worked and looked better than covering it with a hat, in some cases.
“Alright, Hikaru, how do I look?” She asks as she drags Hikaru back into the room, having kicked him out to change.
He looks over her, “Um… good? But Hana, you always look good.”
Pouting, Hana sighed, “Some help you are, Hikaru, I have to make a really good first impression. Or, well, second impression.”
“Why are you so determined to make a good impression on this woman specifically?” Hikaru slid his hands into his jacket pockets, “I mean, what’s so special about her?” He seemed to pout a little with his last question.
As Hana led him out of her room, she sighed, “She asked me if I’d model for her and well – you know, I want to make a good impression that isn’t me while working here.”
Following Hana to the front of Happy Spa and waiting outside, Hikaru nodded, “I guess I get that. You’d make a good model.”
“Seriously?” Hana whipped her head to look at Hikaru.
Hikaru ducks his head, clearly trying to hide the blush that was forming on his face, “Ah, well, yeah. Hana, you’re really pretty.” He mumbled.
Smiling, she ducks her head as well, surprised by the pleasant feeling in her chest. She’d thought with her revelation the day before, it would be gone. But no, it was still there, though perhaps not as strong as it once had. That was fine, she tells herself, even if she isn’t entirely convinced of it. Perfectly fine.
“Thank you,” she managed to respond, albeit a bit awkwardly. “But I still want to make sure she can see that too.”
He nodded, “I guess that’s fair. Though I think she’d be blind not to see it.”
“Hana!” Both Hana and Hikaru’s attention is called to the approaching figure of Sakura. Her eyes are fixed on Hana, smiling pleasantly, “You look beautiful.”
Hana blushed, “Thank you,” Then she gestured to Hikaru, “This is my friend, Hikaru.”
Sakura examined Hikaru carefully, with a discerning eye, though for what Hana didn’t know. “It’s nice to meet you, I’m Sakura Akaishi.”
Awkwardly, Hikaru smiled, “You too, I’m Hikaru Ushijima.”
Taking Hana’s hand, though only hers, Sakura begins to lead the pair along, “Now, let’s get going. Lunch, and then you and I can talk, Hana.” She leads them to a nice-looking café, and they sit.
Taking a moment to observe Sakura, Hana can’t help but admire her outfit. A light-yellow blouse with a pair of dark blue pants and a dark blue jacket. There’s something about it that felt… familiar, Hana just couldn’t place why.
“So, Hana,” Sakura began, “Your family runs Happy Spa, right?”
With a smile, Hana nodded, “Yes, Mama inherited it from her parents. Usually, it’s my brother doing a lot of the helping out, but he had some other stuff to do yesterday, so I picked up the slack.”
“Such a hard worker, then,”
“Oh, I don’t know about that,” Helping out at Happy Spa was about all she really did, at the moment. She wasn’t entirely sure what to do, now that she’s graduated, having no desire to pursue further education, but also not really sure what her ambitions even might be. For so long, Hana had never considered it – she hadn’t always even been sure she’d see this day, so she simply continued to help at Happy Spa, the same as ever.
A curious smile, Sakura spoke again, “Well, I can see that you’re a hard worker when it comes to the things that matter to you.”
“You can?”
“Of course, I have an eye for these things, you know.”
Shifting in his seat beside Hana, Hikaru muttered, “I’m not sure that’s a thing you can have an eye for.” If Sakura heard him, she didn’t do anything to indicate it.
Hana barely keeps herself from rolling her eyes, instead kicking his foot, prompting him to move it further away from her legs. She then returned her attention to Sakura in smiled, “If you don’t mind me asking, but why did you ask me to… well, model for you?” It was a question that had been plaguing Hana since the morning before.
The expression that comes across Sakura’s face was nothing short of adoration as she sighed, resting a cheek in her hand as she smiled and closed her eyes. “The moment I saw you… all I could think was that you were the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
Out of the corner of Hana’s vision, she can see Hikaru frown. But she doesn’t pay it much mind, her attention taken up by Sakura’s words and the blush that came to her face. “You- you say that, but well… I mean…” she didn’t want to say that it must have meant Sakura hadn’t seen many women, but she wasn’t really sure how to phrase her confusion otherwise. “Surely there are prettier ones out there.”
Opening her eyes once more, Sakura’s smile only grew, “If there are, I haven’t met them yet. And I don’t think I care to.”
“You know, that sounds a bit weird coming from someone who Hana only met yesterday,” Hikaru pointed out, hints of concern lacing his voice.
There appears to be genuine confusion on her face, “Is it?”
“It is.”
She seemed conflicted for a moment, pursing her lips, “Ah, I see. Well, I didn’t know that, before, thank you for informing me.” The smile she gave Hikaru was different than the ones she’d given Hana, or she had when she was talking about her. This one was more… venomous. For a moment, Hana thinks that Sakura’s canines are a bit too long, but the smile lessens too quickly.
Hikaru leaned closer to Hana, his expression leery. Glancing over at her, he whispered, “Are you sure about this, Hana…?” his gaze moved back towards Sakura, who watched them carefully, her smile gone.
As strange as Sakura was, Hana didn’t think she was nearly as dangerous as Hikaru seemed to be thinking she was. It wasn’t just Sakura’s words – though Hana would be lying to say they didn’t influence her a little – but she really seemed to be regarding Hana with some kind of real wonder and awe. Even if she didn’t know what Hana really was – even Hana wasn’t sure of that, the answers Makoto and Tamaki brought the day before were not very helpful – she still thought more highly of Hana, on appearance alone, than anyone else had just by looking at her.
“I’m sure,” Hana whispered back. Then she looks towards Sakura and said, “I’m still hesitant… but I’d like to work with you.”
Again, Sakura’s smile bloomed to life, “That’s wonderful!” then she looked over to Hikaru, contemplating for a moment before adding, “If you’d like, your friend can be there too.”
---
Makoto’s otherwise peaceful day was interrupted by the ringing of his cellphone. With a sigh, he picks it up, seeing it was Tamaki and knowing it was something either very important, or very stupid (last time, it was something very stupid, he’d gotten his tail stuck in a grate. The time before, it was important, they’d both collectively forgot about getting Hana a birthday gift and had to hurry before she found out).
Answering the phone, he asked with an amused smile, “Get your tail stuck again?”
Tamaki sputtered, “What? No! That was one time, why do you- ugh! Never mind that, a Deadman showed up, and so did Revi.”
Already moving out from behind the counter, Makoto hesitated to leave Happy Spa unattended, debating with himself as he asked Tamaki where the Deadmans were. As Tamaki was answering – some golf course, but Makoto at least knew where it was, roughly – Hana and Hikaru walked in.
“Hana! Perfect timing, I’ve got to go, keep an eye on things!” He hurries out, climbing onto his bicycle and riding off to the golf course.
Of the three siblings, Makoto was probably the least athletic. Both Tamaki and Hana practiced karate, and Tamaki had his Fenix training on top of it. But Makoto had much preferred his books and staying inside and helping with Happy Spa. His rush to the golf course is probably the most exercise he’s had in a while, other than the fight two days before. He was probably going to have to get used to the increase in physical exercise, it wasn’t likely to reduce any time soon.
When he arrives at the golf course, Fenix is already there – he sees Tamaki waiting and he can hear the sounds of a fight. Tamaki meets him halfway holding a briefcase, shoving it into Makoto’s arms. “The Driver,” Tamaki said, “You should have your Vistamp with you. Captain Akaishi and some other soldiers are trying to keep the Deadmans from injuring anyone.”
Nodding, Makoto retrieves the belt from the briefcase. He holds it for a moment, before placing it on his waist, as Tamaki lead him towards the fight. A Deadman was fighting against some Fenix soldiers, having already knocked a few down, while there was a plethora of the grunts with it. To the side stood Revi, watching with an unreadable expression.
Activating the Squid Vistamp, Makoto stamps the belt and transforms. The armor felt less strange this time – the first time it had caught him off guard, resting on him like unfamiliar clothing, pulsing with a heartbeat that felt almost nostalgic. A nearly overwhelming power, to him at least. But now, it was less overwhelming, settling on his body like he’d worn it more than he had, still pulsing with that heartbeat.
Still, Revi stayed to the side, instead letting the Deadman deal with Makoto. Tamaki joined the other Fenix members in helping, primarily dealing with the grunts, while Makoto was left to deal with the stronger demon. Makoto didn’t mind, he’d fought the T-Rex Deadman before, and he could already tell this one wouldn’t be much stronger, if at all.
The fight was over quicker than Makoto had expected, though it still left him out of breath. The Deadman was destroyed, and the person who’d been stamped was taken into Fenix custody – Akaishi said that it was so they could determine whether they’d been stamped willingly or not. Makoto supposed that made enough sense, though he’s a bit too tired to really think much about it.
“Get some rest,” Akaishi told him, “Same goes for you, Tamaki – you and your family were planning on visiting your mother tonight, right? Get some rest so you both look a little better when you do.”
Tamaki hesitated for a moment, before nodding and helping Makoto back home.
Happy Spa was exactly how Makoto left it, with Hana on one side of the counter, while Hikaru sat across from it, looking at something on his phone, a frown tugging at his lips. Greeting Hana, who seemed relieved at no longer needing to man Happy Spa mostly alone, Makoto then turned his attention towards Hikaru.
“Something bothering you?” His question startled Hikaru, who must have been so engrossed in whatever he was doing he hadn’t noticed Makoto and Tamaki’s return.
Hikaru shoved his phone in his jacket pocket, “Ah, it’s nothing,” he moves to stand up, “anyway, I should be getting back, my mom was just bothering me about getting home.”
Smiling, Hana waved, “Okay, thanks for keeping me company today,”
Though Makoto wasn’t entirely convinced that nothing was bothering Hikaru, he was too exhausted from the fight to push further. Maybe he’d try asking about it more later, if he remembered and if he wasn’t so tired. “Hey, Hana, Tamaki, do you mind keeping Happy Spa going for me? I’d like to take a nap before we see mom tonight.”
Hana laughed, “Yeah, you go do that, you look dead, Makoto.”
“The fight was tiring for him, you know he’s not really… athletic.” Makoto hears Tamaki say, though he’s already on his way to go to sleep.
---
The Igarashi family visits Yukimi a few hours later. After his nap, Makoto’s feeling a lot better, recovered at least in part from the exertion of the earlier fight. He suspected that this would be a reoccurring thing, unless the Deadmans decided only to attack every once in a while.
Tamaki was telling Yukimi about Makoto now working with Fenix, after everything that happened at the ceremony two days before. There’s a brief moment of concern, before she smiled and said, “Well, as long as that’s what you want to do,” she looked at Makoto.
Makoto smiled, “Yeah, of course. I wouldn’t have agreed to if that wasn’t the case.” Though he truthfully felt some need to – after all, Karizaki said the only ones who could use that belt were people like them, and Makoto wasn’t sure he wanted to let that burden fall to Tamaki.
“So much has happened already,” Yukimi laughed, before looking towards Hana. “Have you had something interesting happen too?”
At the question, Hana got a strange expression on her face, like she was contemplating her answer before saying, “Well, I, um, I actually got this offer from someone to do some modeling for her.”
“Oh really?” there was an intrigued expression on Yukimi’s face, “That’s wonderful, Hana.”
“Are you sure about that, Hana?” Genta asked, his tone worried.
Hana rolled her eyes and laughed, “Yes, Papa. Besides, Hikaru’s going with me, just in case.” That seemed to assuage Genta’s worries, and Hana probably knew it would, given how lightly she delivered the information.
Maybe all of this Deadman business hadn’t changed everything as much as Makoto had worried it would.
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Jeanne sat with her legs crossed, contemplating with a serious look on her face. Revi peeks his head into the room, curious. “Is everything okay?”
She scowled as she looked up at him – Evil was at his side, looking on with a hint concern on his face. Jeaned huffed and answered, “Why do those three exist?”
The two looked a bit confused before Evil asked, “The Igarashi siblings?”
“Yes!” Jeanne stood suddenly, “What’s the purpose of them? They’re not one of ours, and if they are, why are they out there and not here with us?”
Revi frowned, “I… That isn’t an easy question to answer. We know who can, but I don’t think he’ll be pleased if we ask.” “I just… don’t understand,” Jeanne sat back down, but was clearly still agitated.
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Okay so like for starterssssss, I love getting represented as a chubby gal 🥺🥺 so I love you for writing that last Oikawa imagineeeee 😩😩😩
Soooo, I was wondering if I could request a plus size reader that really likes Kuroo, (and he’s like a super cliché bad boy🤰🏽) but he’s too embarrassed to be seen with Y/n. So she starts to hit on his friend or try to make him jealous. (I want you to add your own little idea here! But likeee, make her a baddie 😘😘)
Thanks baby 😚
HE’S A SCUMBAG DON’T YOU KNOW
KUROO X CHUBBY F!READER
Angsty?? kinda, a pinch of suggestive stuff
masterlist
post girlboss was referring to
a/n:i decided to go for emo / anger issues / definitely has punched a hole in his wall kuroo, just cuz i love writing losers, and i love seeing grown men cry. reader is like 20/21 just like college age yk, kuroo is 23 as stated in fic. p.s where my artic monkey hoes at
warnings: swearing, mentions of sex n specific sexual acts, suggestive stuff, uhhh bad boy but he’s not a (bad boy) he’s just a (bad) (boy) he’s just no good, like no fr never date guys like this, he may SEEM COOL and give you the dick but girl you will be so embarrassed once u realised u gave up the kitty for a man that genuinely believes tame impala and mac demarco are unheard of and calls himself an empath even though he’s mean to his mum every time she comes over to help with the laundry and has manipulated every girl he’s ever been in the vicinity of but i digress! on with the story!
“Kuroo-!” you yelped in surprised, bed bouncing beneath you. The second he had thrown you down, he ripped off his shirt and made a noise of frustration when he couldn’t shed his skinny jeans fast enough. Brows furrowed, he began hopping furiously to yank them off.
You laughed, much to his annoyance.
“You’re gonna hurt yourself if you keep up with that. What’s the rush?”
He sighed, and carefully pulled them off his ankles. Standing up straight, he seemed to have composed himself, with that cocky smirk on his rugged face. Your eyes trailed down his lean, long body. It was all you could do not to scream, he was so gorgeous. He took a few sweeping steps to where you lay, and got right on top of you, hands either side of your head. His eyes bore into you, it made you squirm internally, not that you would ever admit it.
“Just want you so bad, kitten.”
You barked out a laugh as if your heart didn’t jolt at his stupid pet name. It was such a stupid name, but coming from him it made you melt. Again, not like you’d ever admit it.
“Ew, Tetsu don’t call me kitten, it’s cr-“
He cut you off by leaning down and kissing you, you could feel his snake bites against your bottom lip. He groaned softly, shoving his tongue down your throat. He tasted like his sour apple vape, and his hair was soft when you ran your fingers through it. You could barely contain your butterflies, eyes squeezed closed.
“Come on babe, you know you like it.”
No matter how many times you and Kuroo hung out, it always felt so fresh. Maybe it was because he was exciting, or because he was a little bit wild, you didn’t know.
He leaned down closer to you, getting on his elbows, deepening the kiss. He pulled away and smirked at your breathlessness. With a slender, ring adorned hand, he reached beneath your top and cupped your tits over your bra. He gave them a sharp squeeze and started placing chaste kisses on your neck. He was considerate like that, didn’t leave hickeys because he knew they’d be hard to cover for you. He groaned as he jiggled the fat of your boobs in his hands,
“God, you have the nicest tits, babe.”
You had been dating for nearly 3 months now, if that was what it was. To be honest, you weren’t really sure what you were. You hang out all the time at his or your place, there was rarely a time when you didn’t have an ache between your legs, one way or another. He didn’t really take you on ‘dates’ but chatting to him was fun in itself, you didn’t need to go out to do that. He didn’t necessarily say romantic stuff either... but he didn’t not say romantic stuff either? He beat up your ex at a party one time! That had to mean something right? He exactly wouldn’t tell you how he felt but he showed you, kissing your cheek or tilting your chin up to look at him or kissing your neck or feeling you up. But that usually led to sex, so you couldn’t be certain. It wasn’t like you only screwed though, you watched your favourite movies together... although the last couple times he just started fingering you. You showed him your playlists? No no, he showed you his playlists, his sex playlists. There seemed to be a common theme here. But... there were times, afterwards, when he would pull in you so tight, tell you how good you were for him, how well you did, how pretty you looked. Any doubts you had were gone after a few hushed words on his tobacco reeking rickety old bed. You’d never really had a relationship like this before, but you assumed it was just because Kuroo was so chill. You were probably boyfriend and girlfriend, he just didn’t feel the need to announce it, he was laidback like that. So what if you guys had a lot of sex? Weren’t you a new couple? Wasn’t this just the honeymoon stage were you can’t get your hands off each other? You didn’t want to seem high maintenance and nag, so you let it be. He was sweet enough to you, right now everything was good.
Until it wasn’t.
A clatter sounded downstairs, the door slamming open against the hallway wall.
“Kuroo! Hey man, I brought some California!”, a voice called from bellow.
Kuroo broke away immediately, spit trailing from your neck to his pink lips.
“Shit, shit, shit, shit,” Kuroo mumbled, pushing off the bed and scrambling the pick up his discarded clothes and shove them back on.
You sat up, disgruntled, rearranging your bra strap from were he’d kneaded at it.
“What’s wrong? Who is that?”
He shot you a glance before continuing to yank back on his jeans.
“Uh, so change of plan, I can’t do tonight. I need you to go home. Discreetly.”
What?
“What? Tetsu, I’m already here,” you scoffed.
What was going on?
Why was he acting like this?
You had never seen him so... frantic.
“I know babe, and I’m really sorry about that, but my friends are here early than I said.”
“So? Can’t I meet your friends?”
He didn’t reply for a moment, just let out an exasperated breath, zipping up his fly.
“Well, yeah you can meet them, just not with me. I don’t want them knowing that I-“
He cut himself off, but you had heard enough to understand.
There was a beat of silence, only disturbed by Kuroo’s friends calling for him.
Your mouth hung open, and you scoffed in shock.
You shouldn’t be surprised really. It’s so obvious now that you think about it. So that’s what this was. That explains everything. He didn’t really like you, he was just using you. That’s why he didn’t take you anywhere, or why he didn’t show you he cared. It was because he didn’t. He wasn’t “afraid of getting close to people” or “emotionally distant”, he was just upfront about not giving two shits about you aside from your vagina. I guess he didn’t want his friends to know he was furiously screwing a fat girl any chance he got. He was embarrassed of you. You were something to be ashamed of. Your stomach jerked as you got to your feet. You were pissed, but that didn’t mean it didn’t really hurt. You had liked him. A lot.
“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”
You could see the panic in his eyes, it was quite funny actually. Of course you new what it meant, but it still made you feel a little better to watch his eyes widen like that, to hold a shred of power over him.
“I mean- well I didn’t- come on babe you know I didn’t mean it like that-“ he laughed nervously, not noticing the footsteps in the landing. You rolled your eyes. You may have been naive, but you certainly weren’t going to fall for his shit again. Whatever he spouted.
“Don’t give me that bullshit. Just say it, your embarrassed of me.”
“Y/N, please, don’t you think-“
Two men burst through the door, one with spiked grey hair and one with fluffy black hair.
“Kuroo! What the hell are you doing up here we’ve been-“ the grey haired one, stopped when his eyes went from a shirtless Kuroo to you.
Your eyes flickered to Kuroo, he looked mortified.
“Ah. I see. Well, Akaashi, we better give these two some time, we can just-“
“Oh no, I was just leaving,” you grabbed your jacket from on top of his chest of drawers and turned back to the two men, putting on a big smile, adrenaline and fury spurring you on.
“I’m Y/N, by the way.”
Your eyes shot to Kuroo, who looking like get was about to shit himself.
“You probably haven’t heard of me, me and Kuroo have actually been having sex for three months. He kept it a secret because he’s embarrassed of me. We should hang out soon though!”
“Y/N-!” Kuroo yelled, exasperation clear in his tone, but you were already descending the stairs.
He came into the hall, hands rubbing his temples.
“Y/N just come talk for a second, I can-“
But he was cut off by the door slamming.
You got in your car parked outside and sped away.
The whir of the engine and the monotony of the roads cleared your mind a bit, a mist of anger still remaining.
You can’t believe you let yourself be tricked. you were a fully grown woman, but you had been reeled in hook, line and sinker. Not only had you been reeled in, you have been reeled in by a man that still had tik tok LED lights in his room and a fucking monster can collection at the age of 24 fucking years old. The more you thought about him, the more you realised how much of an emo loser he was. Of course you were still hurting, but it was more of the angry hurt you feel when it turns out your crush is homophobic or something (been there done that, don’t ask). He was a waste of oxygen, you had decided by the time you made it back to your apartment. A waste of perfectly good space that could most definitely not get the kitty anymore. You got inside your house, pulled on some comfies and got on facetime with your friends.You told them all about what happened, and they passionately bitched about him with you, confirming your suspicion that they never liked him in the first place. They also told you to forget about his existence, he wasn’t worth a slither of your brain power, he was dirt compared to you. All in all, you felt marginally better, saying goodbye to your friends while they still giggled about how stupid Kuroo’s hair was.
This was just a speed bump, you thought as you tucked yourself into bed, you would get over this.
Fast.
“Who’s Bokuto been talking to all night?” Yamamoto leaned over to ask Lev, shouting over the blaring music.
It was a week after you had thrown Kuroo to the curb, and he was out with a couple of volleyball friends, some from Nekoma, but there was also Bokuto with them.
“I’m not sure. I think it’s Y/N something? She’s in class. She’s pretty chill.”
Kuroo’s ears perked up, and he turned around to face his friends up against the bar.
“Bokuto’s talking to who?” he said through gritted teeth.
“Y/N. She goes to my-“
“I know who Y/N is,” kuroo snapped, taking a swig of the beer in his hand and scanning the dance floor for either one of you. He found bokuto first, shoulder against the wall, holding a drink as he leant down to have you whisper something in his ear. That’s when Kuroo paid attention to you. You looked... you looked gorgeous. He felt jealousy creep up inside him. How many times had you been out looking like that since you broke things off? How many guys had you slept with since? How dare Bokuto chat you up when he knew you two had been a thing? Wasn’t he meant to be Kuroo’s friend? As Kuroo wound himself up, you and bokuto continued your extremely pleasant conversation.
“I just wanna say, sorry about Kuroo. He’s a real bonehead, but we’ve been friends since high school so I can’t ditch him.”
You snorted into your cocktail.
“What?”
“Bonehead?”
He frowned and straightened up indignantly.
“Yeah, and? What’s wrong with bonehead?”
“No no, nothing, it’s just very Legally Blonde.”
He beamed down at you.
“I love Legally Blonde!”
“You do? Me too!”
This big beefy man was very cute, you had been talking for nearly three hours now, but you never ran out of things to say. And, aside from the obligatory introduction compliments, he had not made any move to try and get you into a wendy’s bathroom as quick as possible, which you couldn’t say of yours and kuroo’s first meeting.
He had dreamy eyes, you noted as he smiled for the nth time that night.
“Whose your favourite-?”
“What the fuck are you doing man?”
You glanced scathingly over to the familiar face of your old fling.
“What?” Bokuto asked back, clearly done with his friends bad boy shtick.
“Why are you talking to her when... when you know?”
“What’s there to know? I’m talking to her because I want to, and she wants to.”
He looked over to you for approval.
“Right?”
You nodded, a little nervous. You hated Kuroo’s guts, but you knew how weirdly possessive he was, you didn’t wanna cause trouble for Bokuto.
“See? Now I don’t think she wants to see you, right?”
He looked at you again. You nodded again.
“Ok? You guys are over, now are we done?”
Kuroo huffed. His eyes flitted from Bokuto to you, remembering you were there most likely, and he scowled.
“No, we aren’t done, what are you trying to pull anyway? Trying to piss me off by talking to someone I know? Are you really that petty? Well, your little plan is working, so just-just stop, ok?”
You felt like screaming. You had just come out here to have a nice time, not listen to Kuroo’s narcissistic whining.
“Can you just fuck off? Was I not clear enough or something? You’re dead to me, Kuroo. I’m just trying to have a nice night.”
Kuroo’s mouth gaped open. He had never been spoken to like that, never. He clenched his fists at his sides and his glare intensified.
“You’re lucky I gave you the time of day, fat ugly slut.”
He grabbed Bokuto’s shoulder roughly, turning him to face him completely.
“Hey man, thanks for clearing up my sloppy seconds, really good of you. Good to know I’ve got great friends like you.”
Those were the last things out of Kuroo’s mouth before bokuto landed a punch on his cheek, knocking him to the ground.
“You’re a fucking asshole man,” Bokuto grunted.
He stepped over where Kuroo lay, and held out a hand for you to step over too. You took it quietly and trailed along behind him to the door, fingers still locked. His hands were warm, and big. Kuroo’s face must hurt right now. The thought made you smile. He held the door open for you before sighing, resting his back against the wall. You stood in front of him, twiddling with your fingers.
“I am so sorry about that,” You apologised, embarrassed and shaken by the scene Kuroo had made, “I shouldn’t have wound him up, and I shouldn’t have talked to you after I knew you guys were friends, I promise I didn’t mean to start anything.”
“Don’t be, if anything I’m sorry for not making him leave right away. And either way,” he gently reached for your hand again, and you let him take it,”I’m glad you talked to me. I’d like it if you talked to me even more.”
DISCLAIMER FOR KUROO STANS!!!! I DONT THINK HIS HAIR IS STUPID!!! it’s just when ur bestie is going thru a break up or anything entailing a male you shit talk everything about him to high hell, doesn’t matter if he’s the most beautiful man you’ve ever seen. also i have no ill will towards kuroo nor any of the characters i write shit bag fan fics about i just like to complain any way i hope you enjoyed! reblogs and replies always appreciated!!!
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hellooo! this is the first time i request something from a blog :D could i request headcanons of diluc, scara, kazuha and xiao when their s/o tells them they're pregnant and possibly how they'd get used to having a kid? tyy! dont forget to take breaks and relax!
Literally baby-sized trouble.
summary: you're pregnant! how does he react to the news and how do the get used to your child?
includes: diluc (26 bullet points), scaramouche (24 bullet points), kazuha (17 bullet points) and xiao (35 bullet points)
warnings: fem!reader, pregnancy, children, non-explicit/non described giving birth, mostly fluff with a little bit of hurt/comfort and angst.
format: headcanons
thank you for your request!! this was so fun to write! >< imagining the characters being soft with children is just so cute :") i specially like these four a lot >< when i wrote this i was in a xiao mood if it wasn't obvious that his turned out longer than everyone else's lol, and it's also the first time i write for kazuha so it was shorter than the others, but i think his is the sweetest ><! i hope you enjoy it!
ps. the names and meanings- i got them from google, feel free to correct me if there's anything wrong with them ><
Diluc
He's going to stop functioning the moment he hears the news from you.
Literally, he's still as a rock and completely taken by surprise.
He... can't say he'd never wanted children. He's pretty traditional and, since he has this beautiful relationship with you, he assumed it might happen sometime in the future.
But oops guess it will have to happen in the close future, since you're already pregnant.
After staring at you with widened eyes for a while, he speaks up:
"...is... is it true?"
You hold his hands on yours with a smile on your face, nodding.
"Yes, Diluc. We're going to be parents."
Hearing your words, he starts to tear up as he hugs you, his touch almost hesitant, as if you were so fragile he could break you if he wasn't careful.
"...thank you." He'd whisper between silent tears, hiding his face from your sight.
Very supportive and very protective!
You will have the most comfortable of pregnancies. He will make sure you don't need to move a single muscle to get anything you want.
If the two of you aren't married or engaged yet, he's going to propose to you very soon, keep that in mind ><
He starts reading every book he can find on pregnancies and babies so that he knows what to do to help you when you give birth and how to take care of his child once they're born ><
You have to convince him that yes, you can go and eat in the dining room and you don't need to eat everything in your room or stay in bed all day and yes, you can still do most things and no, he doesn't have to worry so much.
But yeah, in later stages of your pregnancy he gets more overprotective because he doesn't want anything to hurt you or your baby :(
He couldn't be calm enough while you gave birth and had to wait outside of the room, which only made him more nervous </3
But when he finally held your little baby on his arms for the first time, he broke down crying.
You two had a boy! He looked a lot like him, too... with the red hair and eyes... so cute...
He's not sure of what to name him, he'd thought of some names before, but they all disappeared when he saw the little bundle of joy in his arms;;
So you two will have to think about a name again!
In the end, you settle for Felix; name meaning "happy" or "lucky"!
Diluc is a very busy man, but he still does his best to be there for you and his son as much as possible!
He's also not very sure as to how he should interact with him...
But he does know he LOVES playing with him as soon as he starts to understand how to play with his toys.
But... there are not so cute parts about having a kid, after all.
At times, he worries whether or not he'll be able to be there enough for him.
He wonders if he can be a good father, given how awkward he is with his emotions.
What if when Felix grows up he starts hating him for being absent? He wouldn't be able to stand it.
You always reassure him as you both put the baby to sleep on his crib.
All Diluc wants is for his son to have a happy childhood and a loving family, but worries he won't be good enough of a father.
However, when Felix's first word is "'iluc!" as he stretches out his tiny arms towards him, he thinks that maybe, just maybe, he can do this right.
Scaramouche
He thought you were joking, so he laughed.
When you didn't laugh along with him and was met with your blank face, he understood you were serious.
He never even thought he'd be with anyone in a relationship before you came along, let alone have a child with anyone... So he's obviously very shocked and confused as to how to proceed.
After an awkward moment of staring at each other, he cleared his throat and crossed his arms, looking at you with an equally blank face.
"So? What do you want me to do about it?"
"H-huh?"
"In the sense of- what do you want to do? Keep it or not."
You huffed, and when he heard your determinated answer, he sighed and gave your head some soft pats.
"Alright, alright, whatever you want, I guess."
Okay listen here- it's not like doesn't care but it isn't like he cares so much either...
This man would do anything for you, really, and that's what happens.
He does anything and everything for you, because he's worried about you and not necessarily about the baby you're carrying.
It's not like he hates children- because you can't hate anything you don't perceive as equal or superior to you and a baby ceirtainly isn't either for him-
It's more like he doesn't know what to do with them because he's never been around children enough to understand them.
He's overall very indifferent towards the child ngl.
Then he sees you cradling your baby -a girl- in your arms and his mind just... goes blank. Huh, so that's what a human looks like right after being born.
Your little daughter looks more like him than she looks like you, sorry. But he can clearly see on her face some factions that will look like yours as she grows up.
But...
"Now what?"
He'll help you look after her however he can, since he doesn't want you to be too tired because he never knows when he'll have to leave for weeks or even months without notice.
He's not entirely cold or indifferent towards her, even if sometimes he might resent her a bit for taking away some of your attention.
But like when you were choosing a name for her, he gave a few suggestions and in the end you choose one of the names he thought of!
Her name is Hikari, name meaning "light"!
Due to the nature of his job, he doesn't want to be seen around either of you at the moment in public. It would only put a target on your backs.
And it takes a long, long while for him to warm up to her.
It disheartens you a little, but when you see him looking down at Hikari's sleeping form on the crib, softly poking her cheek with a strangely child-like curiosity on his eyes, you feel at ease.
And he thinks that he can probably handle this parenting thing better than he ever expected. Maybe it's not that bad, after all.
Ceirtainly, he thinks, as he holds her in his arms one day after she spoke her first word to him, this parenting thing is not really that bad.
(Her first word was "papa!")
Be ready, because once he gets attached to your daughter he won't stop spoiling her!
Kazuha
"Are you sure, love?"
"Yes, I'm sure. We're having a child!"
A smile painted itself on his face as he leaned in to kiss your forehead.
"I hope I can be a good father for them."
So the Kaedehara family is getting a new member, huh!
Not that there's much left to his name, especially now that he's a fugitive... but he's excited nonetheless!
Although he's not one to settle down for long, he will make an effort for both you and the child, since it's not good for someone who's pregnant to wander around.
He's very protective, but not in an overbearing way! He simply wants you to take it easy and relax, he can take care of everything else on his own!
That being said, he's not rich like Diluc or Scaramouche, so he's also going to work harder than ever to get everything you or the baby need in advance so that neither of you have to stress out!
He's the one who takes it better out of everyone here, he's not extremely worried or outright indifferent, he's simply worried enough, excited and happy!
He already knew you were the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, so the idea of having a child with you didn't scare him or intimidate him in the slightest!
He's still a bit worried, though.
He is a wanted fugitive in his homeland, after all...
He can only do so much and wish for the situation in Inazuma to change soon, so that he can take both you and his child to see the places he loved to spend his time at when he was a child.
But for now, he's happy enough simply holding his child on his arms, sitting next to you in your small shared home.
You have a girl too! She has Kazuha's hair color and your eye color, she's super adorable ><
He wants you to name her, and you both agree on naming her Izumi, meaning fountain or spring!
"Kaedehara Izumi... it has a nice ring to it." He'd say, smiling down at her.
While Kazuha enjoys travelling more than anything in this world, he's reticent to leave you and your daughter alone or even bring you along with him. So he stays around for as long as you need it.
He will talk a lot to her all the time, so don't be surprised when she picks up very complicated, flowery words from a young age!
He wants her to grow up to be free as the wind and be able to do whatever she wants without fear, so he wants to do his best to be a good father for her!
Xiao
You can practically see the panic on his face when you tell him the news.
It's the most scared you've ever seen him be, and you've been there to help him through his karmic debt.
So yeah, he takes it the worst out of everyone.
"I'm not mad." He manages to tell you before disappearing to somewhere else in a panicked haze, he needs to sort out his emotions quickly before he can properly talk to you about it.
The last thing he saw before he disappeared was your eyes, glinting with sadness. And that only made him feel worse if that was even possible.
It takes him the whole day to come to terms with his feelings on your pregnancy and finally face you again.
He's really, really afraid of hurting you and your child. Not to mention he fears he might've passed some kind of curse from his karma to either of you through the pregnancy :(
Like he said, he isn't mad. He's just scared.
He... he literally never, never thought he would get to be a father.
Family was a foreign concept to him, as were a lot of other things you've slowly helped him understand throughout your time together, so knowing he can have one of his own now... makes him happy, and scared, at the same ime.
He's worse than Diluc when it comes to protecting you and worrying about you.
He won't let you do anything alone, even if he doesn't want to be near you because he doesn't want the karma to harm you or your child in such a vulnerable moment of your lives.
Okay so that aside-
How do people care for babies?
What is he exactly supposed to do?
And- do half-adepti babies need any sort of special treatment in comparison to human babies?
He has no idea on what to do if it doesn't involve a physical fight with a tangible foe, so he goes asking for advice to everyone he knows that could have knowledge on that field.
Verr Goldet and Ganyu are a great help for him. Xiao listens with attention to everything they have to say and asks everything he doesn't understand.
Ganyu tells him about her own experience growing up as half-human so that he can understand what raising a half-human, half-illuminated beast baby might entail.
He also goes to Zhongli for advice and he gets more of the same advice he's already heard, along with many, many reassurances that sound like everything you already tell him every day.
He's very worried, but as the months go by and your child's birth comes closer, he can't help but feel a little excited about it.
Everyone who knows him is happy to see him openly happy for a change on those small moments when he gets excited about his new family with you.
When your child is born, Xiao doesn't want to hold him. It took too much willpower to stay as close as he was right now, standing next to your bed as you held your baby in your arms.
He was so adorable, so small, so fragile, so pure- Xiao was afraid of touching him and breaking or tainting him--
He was already crying, he'd started crying the moment he saw you holding your son for the first time.
He feels so... strange. He's crying, but this isn't a painful, or sad feeling. He feels... happy, but scared, but...
The feeling starts to make some sense to him when he finally convinces himself that it's okay for him to hold the little boy in his arms, when he stares with awe at his face.
The baby looks a lot like the both of you. Arguably, more like him, since he has the same hair and the same bright eyes, but in his face all he can see is you.
And he cries more.
You both named him Liàng, name meaning brilliant!
Xiao does his best to try and get used to parenting, and it gets hard at times.
But he tries, and that's all that matters. He tries to be a good father, and is always there to protect both you and your son from anything trying to harm you.
Even though he was so scared at first, you know he loves the new family you've formed together.
Especially when you catch him trying to hold a conversation with your son, sitting down on the bed next to him as he toys with a soft teddy bear, the two of them surrounded by pillows.
The soft look and smile he wears while he does so tells you that everything is going to be alright.
The three of you are going to be alright, and Xiao wants to make sure of it.
His son will never have to live what he lived or see what he saw. He will make sure of that, no matter what.
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