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keisobe · 1 year

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: 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 — (𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐦 + 𝐥𝐨’𝐚𝐤 𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲)

— from avatar 2 : way of the water (spoiler free!!)

contents. gn! reader, reader is a omoticayan on the shorter side, full on fluff, flirting + teasing, just teenagers in love, implied size difference, hints of mutual pining, mild profanity, reader is around 7ft + wc. 1.3k

notes. i got this idea from that one scene with tsireya and lo’ak then noticed how humongous na’vi hands are and the cogwheels started turning in my head. i had to look up their heights and do a comparison chart to make it accurate lolol. so i hope you guys enjoy this one ^^

NETEYAM・✶ ｡ﾟ

he was visibly confused when you asked to compare hand sizes, eyes flicking back and forth between his hands to yours. when it came to neteyam, he was a little more cautious, especially growing up around three troublesome siblings. there always has to be a catch when it comes to silly requests like these.

but after a few moments of awkward silence, he ends up obediently holding up his hand to you, earning a pleased smile from you.

“are you playing tricks on me right now?” neteyam had to make sure in case the situation calls for any medical attention. kiri and his grandmother weren’t that far off from you guys.

“no i’m not, swear,” you laughed, raising your own hand towards him.

the air felt weirdly tense as he felt your soft palms brush against his, a strange warmth enveloping inside his chest. for all the times you guys have physically touched each other, whether it be to tend each other’s wounds or when he mindlessly latched onto your waist whenever he feels like there’s a threat approaching, he has never felt that intimate towards your touches.

neteyam watched the pads of your fingers drag itself into the calluses of his palm, it made him slightly jolt from the ticklish sensation and you couldn’t help but quietly giggle at his reaction. he gave you a playful glare that silenced you, but there was still a smile on your face. finally, you laid your hand flat over his— mirroring his outstretched fingers. neteyam realized how much your hands were completely different from his.

he noticed how your fingers were a lot shorter compared to his. if he could close his hands into a fist right now, your hand would be completely engulfed by his slim fingers. this shouldn’t be a surprise to him, you were a lot more shorter than him by a whole foot— always having to crane your neck whenever the two of you talked or when he always teases you for being short. but somehow, neteyam felt like he just learned the secret to pandora. it made him melt inside a bit.

he couldn’t help but think your hands are adorable.

“you have baby hands,” neteyam teases, his fangs flashing in his smirk. “tiny and soft.”

there was blush that appeared on your cheeks, your eyebrows crinkled at his teasing, “they're not that small!”

your mind couldn’t quite register the fact he also called your hands soft. it made you feel even more flustered.

his long fingers smoothly wrapped around your entire hand, restraining your hand completely. you tried to wiggle your fingers out of his firm grasp, but there was no use. you nodded in a defeated agreement, he was right— your hands are completely tiny. but with someone like neteyam, he needed to hear it from you verbally.

“say it,” neteyam can be such an ass sometimes.

you rolled your eyes, tongue suddenly feeling heavy with denial. but you knew neteyam wouldn’t let go of your hand until you admitted it. childishly, you stomped your feet a couple of times before you spoke again.

“i have baby hands,” your voice slurred with anger.

neteyam smiled in satisfaction and slowly released your hand. you quickly snatched away and petted the delicate skin of your hand— comforting it after being restrained by his rough touch.

after that, neteyam would always hold onto your hand whenever you went anywhere together. it could be when you guys hunted in the depths of the forest or just out of comfort, but there was always one sly comment about the softness of your skin or how tiny your hands are. your hands are so cute, he would whisper teasing remarks until your ears grew red. the other sully’s caught on and started to tease you as well. now you have to deal with even more relentless teasing whenever you come to visit them. as a result, your new nickname became “baby hands.”

although he could tease you about your small hands, you could always get him back for liking them.

LO’AK ・✶ ｡ﾟ

he quietly watched you mindlessly trace circles on his blue palms, his other hand supporting his leaning form. you guys had ventured out into the lush forest, resting in a secluded area that you found together that one night lo’ak ran off to train by himself. lo’ak always had a swell of adoration towards you, there was no denying that.

whenever he got injured from flying his banshee too close to the floating mountains, he would come straight to you. sometimes he would even fake his own injuries, repeatedly slamming himself into a random tree— brash and completely mindless. at the end he would be groaning on the ground and clutching himself in pain. witnessing his weak form nearly gave you a heart attack, you quickly aided him back to health after that.

one thing he noticed from each interaction was how soft your hands were. they felt feathery to the touch, it was like you didn’t even touch him at all. the brush of your fingertips could put him under a permanent trance. kiri was always so rough with him when it came to healing, pressing so hard on him that it could add more bruises to his already-beaten body. but lo’ak came to the conclusion that kiri was purposely bad at healing him. lo’ak wasn’t really surprised.

“lo’ak, i need you to answer me honestly,” your gentle voice sent him back to reality, he had to blink a few times to focus on you again.

you still traced your fingertips on his palm, but this time he felt you drawing little hearts and some words he couldn’t form together— maybe he could figure out what it means later.

he nodded at you.

“are you purposely hurting yourself?”

oh shit he was caught.

lo’ak fidgeted a bit but didn’t dare to move, not wanting to disrupt your comforting traces on his palm. he knew that he shouldn’t lie to you, it would only make you worry even more. so lo’ak inhaled a deep breath and looked into your eyes.

“yes i have,” lo’ak sighed when he remembered how he would beat wooden sticks onto his calves and shoulders. “i just…wanted to be closer with you.”

your eyes flicked in worry as you stopped tracing his palm, instead you held his hand tightly, “you should’ve just asked lo’ak, you didn’t have to hurt yourself.”

lo’ak looked away in guilt, the images of your eyes prickling with tears and the worried cries from his own mother filled his thoughts. once again, lo’ak felt like a burden to the people he loved.

the chirps of the wild animals and the rustle of leaves played in the background, your sad gaze slowly moved onto his fourth finger— something lo’ak felt slightly insecure about. he was about to pull his hand away out of embarrassment but your three fingers slowly latched around his pinkie, they wrapped perfectly around it.

so small, he thought.

lo’ak stuttered a bit, none of his words could form cohesively. his heart was pumping faster at the foreign contact, but he tried to keep it cool.

“you better ‘pinkie’ promise me this lo’ak,” your voice was stern and powerful. “that you’ll never hurt yourself again.”

“i promise,” lo’ak gave you a reassuring smile, earning a relieved grin from you.

you guys both stood together, silently agreeing that it was time to retire for the night. your smaller hand was still latched onto his pinkie, the softness of your fingertips sent blood rushing to his face. there was also something that he really wanted to ask you.

“how do you know what a ‘pinkie’ is?” he wiggled his pinkie in your grasp, he saw you look away for a moment until you sighed softly.

“i asked your dad what it was,” you looked at your own hands, wiggling your three fingers in the humid air to avoid his gaze. “i was just curious.”

lo’ak couldn’t help but laugh out loud at your cuteness. he leans in closer to give you a heavy kiss on the cheek— rendering you completely flustered. he’s going to be teasing you for a while.

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andypantsx3 · 5 months

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HOME, SAFE, YOURS : TODOROKI SHOUTO x READER

CONTENT & WARNINGS: pro hero au, gender neutral reader, established relationship, care-taking, aged-up characters, smut (reader gives shouto a shower handjob), 18+ minors please dni!

WORD COUNT: 2k

Shouto looks worn as he toes off his boots in the genkan.

It's not the first time your boyfriend has come home looking tired, and it's thankfully nothing like the bone-deep exhaustion that always pulls at him after a truly harrowing shift. But it's very clear Shouto has stretched himself today, judging by the slightly slower, more ginger way he's carrying himself.

Drawing closer, you can see dirt and ash scraped over his high cheekbones, and that much confirms your suspicions. Definitely a tough take down today, if he's looking this beat up.

"Hi Sho," you say, hurrying over to throw your arms around him, relieved to have him back in your hands. It's a little easier with the height the genkan step gives you, putting his broad shoulders in easier reach. "Tough day today?"

Shouto's arms come around you as he presses his face into your shoulder, breathing in deeply. He's cold, the chill from outside still lingering on his clothes, on his skin. He smells like ash and sweat.

"Hello, love," he says, his voice a low rumble you can feel against you. "It was... difficult."

You grip him tighter, holding him to you. "I'm glad you're safe."

His mouth is warm on the skin of your neck. "I am glad to come home to you."

A smile pulls at your mouth as you pet through his hair. It's soft and silky, but a little piecey—the after effect of having used phosphor, you know. You spend a couple moments absently running your fingers through the strands, clinging to as much of his shoulder as you can reach, reveling in the feeling of him back in your embrace, home safe where you like him best.

Shouto lets you hold him, face still pressed into the crook of your neck, the line of tension in his shoulders unwinding. His breath tickles your skin, slow and even. You cling just a little bit more tightly.

"Let's get some soup in you and get you in the shower, huh?" you say after you've stood like that for some minutes, your voice a little startling in the quiet of your apartment. You lightly tug on a hunk of his hair, inquiring.

Shouto doesn't move, just huffs softly into your shoulder.

You can't help but grin again, charmed by him as always, shifting so you can clutch his face in your hands and pull him up for a kiss instead. This time Shouto goes easily, his mouth following yours, his kiss soft and sweet and slow.

Shouto takes his time with you, so you do too, pouring your relief and your happiness to see him again into the kiss. His hands tighten on your back like he understands, hitching you up against him a bit more firmly.

"Soup time," you tell him when he finally lets your mouth go. Those heterochromatic eyes flutter open, and he frowns a little bit, leaning back in.

You smile into another kiss, laughing when his hands creep down your sides, charting a path to your thighs where you know he intends to pick you up once he's got you. Any other day and you'd let him take you against the wall right there in the genkan. But he's moving so slow you know it will be a struggle for him today, and you don't want him to strain himself any more than he already has.

There are other ways you can show your affection, today.

You quickly worm out of his embrace, dodging when he reaches out a long-fingered hand for you, frowning again. Fuck, he's so cute.

"Soup first," you order him, marching him into the kitchen.

A tiny pout purses his mouth but you're not to be deterred—you set him up at the table with a hot bowl of soup and several of last night's leftover sides; blanched spinach ohitashi and simmered squash. You plop an extra bowl of chicken and cucumber marinade directly in front of his soup as well—knowing full well he'll need the extra protein after a day like today.

As you hoped, the food quickly overtakes your boyfriend's focus. In your experience pro heroes need to intake an insane amount of calories, and even more on days they've utilized their quirks to the extreme. Shouto is no exception, his temperature quirk one of the most voracious energy burners of all, and very quickly the bowls in front of him begin to empty.

He looks even more exhausted when he finishes, and you wolf down your own bowl of soup, cutting him off as he attempts to clear the table.

"Go shower," you tell him, leaning down for a kiss even as you yank a bowl out of his long, elegant fingers.

Shouto looks up at you again, a microscopic downturn to his mouth that would be unreadable on anyone else, but on him counts as a pout. "You said after soup—"

"I'll join you when I'm done," you promise, your heart swelling with affection. It always pleases you that time with you seem to be his priority, even when he's clearly tired like this.

You laugh when this works like a charm, Shouto leaning in for another kiss before obeying. You hear the shower gutter and hiss on as you scrub the bowls in the sink, laying everything out to dry on the counter.

The bathroom is already hot and thick with steam when you let yourself in, and the mirror fogging. Shouto's left the curtain askew and your mouth dries out a little at the peeks of his body you can see—all that lean, sleek muscle glinting wetly in the light.

You step out of your clothes and slide in behind him, throwing an arm around his waist. His shoulders look especially broad in the small stall of your shower, taking up nearly the entire width, and you lean up to kiss in between them, letting your mouth linger.

"Hello, love," Shouto says, trying to turn to look at you. You hold him in place with your grip on his trim waist, reaching up to run a hand through the wet strands of his hair.

"Let me take care of you tonight," you say, pouring your insistence into your tone.

There's not much you can do to help Shouto with a job like pro heroics, particularly without a quirk of your own. But what you can do, what you like to do, is be there for him in the little ways—feeding him soup, washing his hair, taking the reigns when he's tired like this.

The contraction of Shouto's abdomen under your fingers as he sucks in a breath tells you he's understood your meaning. He shifts in your arms to face you, ducking in for a hard, wet kiss. Hot water spatters over your shoulder as he does so, pooling in the places where his skin meets yours.

You let him kiss you, slow and careful. Then you reach past him to uncap his shampoo, and rake it carefully through the strands of his hair, as Shouto obligingly keeps his head bent for you. You admire the way his long eyelashes flutter against his high cheekbones, the way his lovely mouth looks so soft and relaxed like this.

You take your time, moving slowly and carefully, before reaching for his conditioner. You slowly massage that in too, blinking against the water on your face when Shouto pulls you closer to him, pressing his face into your shoulder and huffing out another relaxed breath.

He could be asleep standing up by the time you move onto his his body wash, but he shivers as you run your hands over him. You love the feeling of him in your hands, all that slick, tight, dense muscle under your fingers.

He's so beautiful, so divinely-crafted. Sometimes you cannot believe Todoroki Shouto is yours to love and to care for.

His breath comes a little faster when your hands slide down his trim waist, as you work the suds into the V of his hips. "Love," he says, his voice low, rumbling.

"Turn around," you tell him, gently reaching up to move him as you do so.

You let your hands slide back in place, and then let them slip lower, taking Shouto into your hand. He's velvet soft in your fingers, but obligingly hard, thick and full—and even though you can't see him, you know just how pretty he looks in your palm. You press a kiss to his shoulder blade as he shudders, a powerful arm coming up to prop himself up against the shower wall.

You work him slowly at first, just as carefully as you'd pulled the shampoo through his hair. The flex of his abs against the palm of your other hand is transfixing, the shine and glint of the light over his muscles as he shifts in your fingers hypnotizing. Both of you linger in the moment, letting it stretch out long and hot and sweet, thick and slow like honey.

Shouto lets out a low groan when you thumb over the head of his cock, the arm he has pressed to the wall tensing. You do it again, reveling in the flex of his bicep, the roll of a powerful shoulder.

Shouto is the only person on earth as beautiful on the outside as he is on the inside, and you drink it all in, the sight of him, the beautiful sound of him as he utters your name, low and smooth and thick with feeling.

You keep pumping him like that, exactly how you know he likes, until he strains in your hands, that trim waist flexing as he can't help but rut into your grip.

One of your arms clutches him tighter against you as work him faster, and he lets out a soft moan, his fingers curling into a fist on the shower wall. It's only a minute or so more before he's arching into your hand, his hips bucking.

You tighten your fingers, thumbing over his head again, and that's all it takes. Shouto groans your name into the hiss of the shower spray, and comes all over your palm, every muscle in his body straining forwards.

He's so beautiful as he comes apart in your hands. His chest is heaving when you finally stop, and he shifts in your arms again, ducking his head to press an exhausted, satisfied kiss to your mouth.

"Thank you, love," he intones, those heterochromatic eyes settling on you, dark with pleasure. Pink stains his high cheekbones and the bridge of his nose, and he looks flush with effort, exactly the way he does after he takes you apart in bed most nights.

You grin up at him, leaning up on your toes to press another kiss to his mouth. "I love you, Sho."

He murmurs his reply into your mouth, and you run your hands over him again, pulling through his wet locks.

"Now let's get you into bed," you tell him bossily, reaching past him to turn off the shower spray.

"What about you, love?" he asks, a little frown marring his perfect mouth. You kiss it off of him, then tug him out of the shower and wrap him in a fluffy towel, scrubbing it over his hair.

You'll get back in to take your own shower properly in the morning, you know, and once Shouto has slept things off, he will be eager to return the favor. For now though, you tell him you are satisfied just to be with him, to be near him, to take care of him.

You tell him you love him again, and pull him into bed, still damp and sweet and pliant with his release. You're satisfied as he melts into sleep, his exhaustion winning out.

Truthfully, there is nothing more you want in this life, you think, as you follow after him, slipping into slumber too. You want him like this always, relaxed in your embrace—home, safe, yours.

Happy New Year from me!! I wanted to give you one more Shouto before the year was out. Thank you guys so much for everything this year. I am continually grateful to be a part of this community, and I will work hard to learn more and give you my best in 2024!!

#todoroki x reader #todoroki shouto x reader #shoto x reader #todoroki shoto x reader #shouto x reader #character: todoroki shouto #andie's writing

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lemonjestercoffee · 3 months

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horses! horses! horses! horses!

i redesigned them! with my own hcs and species design quirks. also woe, height chart be upon ye

some notes for everypony:

Twilight Sparkle- i like gold on her design but not the absurd amounts everyone else gives her for some reason, so i made it an accent color. yes her magic is gold now too because of her eyes. her hair was also inspired by Mikan Tsumiki's cause i thought a more orderly version of her choppy mess would look good on Twilight, i was right. also glasses go brr, i think she looks cute in 'em

Apple Jack- while i love the long fetlocks people give her, i can't see her actually doing that because they'd be a pain to keep clean, so i did the opposite and had her shave her feathering off. i also put her hair up to keep it off her neck so she doesn't overheat while working. her cutiemark is my favorite part cause it's that family symbol where two adults and a kid make a heart, but i made it an apple instead, does a better job at showing her emphasis on family ties. no hat cause i like the idea of her hat being from her dad, and she doesn't want to mess it up wearing it daily so she wears it exclusively to special events

Rainbow Dash- i decided to make her less of a living lightening bolt and leaned more into her lazy side, going for the type of butch lesbian look that makes her feel like she wears tank tops and hangs out in the basement getting drunk and listening to rock. i wanted her to look like the only part of her she actually puts effort into maintaining is her wings

Fluttershy- i take great enjoyment in making Flutters a fucking lumbering giant compared to his friends (yes my Flutters is a guy), taking fluttertree and running with it. no notes aside from tall and green patterns and long hair and ooo pretty bronze jewelry. ig also his cutie mark is like- it was suppose to just be a paw and a butterfly but i accidentally made a parasprite with it, and instead of fixing it i just rolled with it and made it look more intentional

Pinkie Pie- THIS HORSE GAVE ME SO MUCH TROUBLE!! every part of my body was like "give her patterns! add things to her hair! it makes sense for her!!" but everything i did looked wrong and i couldn't get it to work. so i bit the bullet and made her really plain... and it worked. i don't know why but she just.... looks so much better with a really simple design, the hair texture does all the heavy lifting really

Rarity- of everyone, she's the one who'd have the long pretty fetlocks, and i decided to double down on that by not only making them so long you can't see her hooves, but also by making her have the longest and softest coat in general. she has the time and dedication to take care of such a high maintenance coat and she's gonna do it. it's even more impressive when you realize ponyville uses exclusively dirt roads. aside from that i think she deserves nice jewelry, and they use leather straps cause i think leather would be a ponyville fashion staple, she shows her hometown pride in her fashion

Spike- i thought it was weird he was so small the whole run, he should have had a growth spurt at some point imo, so i made him a bit bigger and more proportional to the older teen dragons, this is less of a redesign and more of a "make him actually grow up" thing, he's still small but not toddler small. this is the point where Twilight starts complaining about him sitting on her back cause he's getting too heavy. i also don't like how adult Spike ended up looking, but i haven't made a redesign of him yet

i have made an older alicorn Twilight design that i've been referring to as Ethereal Twilight, but i might hold off on sharing that for a while cause i have some funky hc lore ideas for the alicorns that i wanna refine a little before posting her. maybe i'll have older Spike drawn by then too, who knows

#my little pony #mlp fim #mane 6 #mlp redesign #mlp headcanons #hc lore #kai doodles

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ladykailitha · 1 year

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Star Child Part 1

This one is fun because I like the idea of both of them being famous.

Newscaster: In entertainment news today, Indiana is hosting it’s own Love Loud concert for the first time this year. The idea which spawned from Dan Reynolds of Imagine Dragon’s fame in his own home state of Utah, is to be a celebration of all the kinds of love that are out there, but mainly focusing on the LGBTQ+ community, as proceeds from the concert will go toward charities helping disadvantaged LGBTQ+ children and youth.

The headliner, or shall we say, headliners as Corroded Coffin and Steve Harrington formerly of the boy band, The Kings will be co-headlining tonight. Both are Indiana natives, having made it big. Corroded Coffin, best known for their heavy metal riffs and hard hitting lyrics, formed as a band in their high school and made it big in just two short years. Last year, they sold out Madison Square Garden in under 5 minutes.

Which couldn’t be farther from Steve Harrington’s music if it was designed that way. Steve Harrington made it big in the boy band The Kings, with bandmates, Billy Hargrove, Tommy Hagan, and Jonathan Byers. At the height of their stardom, Steve broke away to write his own music and shot to the top of the charts with his first hit single ‘Drowning in Your Brown Eyes’. Since then Steve has charted ever single he’s put out since.

Steve Harrington will open for Corroded Coffin who will finish off the night with the kind of explosive showmanship they are known for.

Other acts tonight are...

Eddie turned off the TV in his hotel room, having seen what he wanted to. It was nice to see that his band was given the same amount of air time Steve Harrington did. More, technically. It only took selling out MSG to get that kind of recognition. Which was fine. It was what it was. Metal would always be looked down on as other. But that Steve was only mentioned in reference to his old boy band made him smile.

Considering that asshole had made their sound check hell. And worse he didn’t have his band to bitch to, because all three of them were suddenly enamored with pretty boy Stevie.

So yeah, okay, so what if Steve had good sense of timing, solid vocals, and great music writing skills? It just made him more annoying, not less.

He flopped back on the bed and covered his face with hands, to muffle his screams of frustration.

Eddie got up and decided, Fuck it. Fuck Steve Harrington. He was going to blow this stuck up prick out of the water tonight.

He put on his tightest jeans, his messiest chains on his belt, wrists, and neck. He put on a leather jacket and no shirt. He pulled on his chunkiest boots and looked at himself in the mirror.

Fuck yeah.

He grabbed his guitar, and smiled one last time in the mirror.

Eddie was sitting in the makeshift green room, tuning his baby and steadfastly ignoring his bandmates.

“I still think this whole idea is stupid,” he groused.

Jeff scoffed. “You’re just bitter you didn’t think of it first.”

Eddie rolled his eyes. “As if. I just don’t think our fans are going to like it.”

“If they don’t,” Gareth said, tapping out a beat on his thigh with his fingers, “then they’re stupid and shouldn’t be our fans.”

“Besides,” Brian said, “this isn’t our usual gig. You’re supposed to do outrageous shit like this.”

Eddie sighed. “Fine whatever.”

Steve was having the time of his life. He was singing his heart out and the crowd was eating it up.

He watched the audience to see if they had caught on to the trick yet. But it didn’t seem like anyone had. It was seamless.

And then it was time for the last song and he moved from center stage to the left and the crowd got a little restless. What was that about?

Steve grinned. “This boy he’s a real star child...” he sang. And crowd went wild.

They went even crazier when the other side of the stage lit up to reveal Eddie Munson, lead singer and guitarist for Corroded Coffin.

“This guy feels like a jaguar...” he belted into his mic.

And the crowd melted and then roared to life as these two singers who couldn’t be further apart musically tore up “Low Key in Love” by The Struts and Paris Jackson.

Eddie kept looking over at Steve and he’s not sure if it’s the song, the lights, or the way Steve is putting his heart and soul into singing, that he falls a little bit in love with this man.

And then Steve looked directly at him as he sang, “Maybe I’ll never have the guts to say what’s on my mind!”

And it’s a good thing the rest of the song was just repeats of the earlier parts, because Eddie nearly blue screened it.

And then the last cords fade away and the crowd is still screaming.

Steve threw his arms around Eddie as they cheered.

“What the hell, Harrington?” Eddie murmured away from the mic. “Where was that growl and energy during the sound check?”

“And risk my voice before a set?” Steve whispered back.

Eddie turned bright pink.

“Corroded Coffin!” Steve screamed, stepping away from Eddie first, as to not blow out his ears. And the lights came on behind them to reveal that the Corroded Coffin members had been playing almost the whole set.

“I love my guys,” he continued. “I tour with some of the best in the business, but playing with Corroded Coffin is a dream come true!”

Jeff, Gareth, and Brian all cheered, while Eddie continued to cover his face with his hair to hide the blush.

“Let’s hear it for Corroded Coffin everyone!”

And the crowd cheered even louder.

Steve clapped Eddie on the shoulder and bowed out.

Eddie did the only thing he knew how to do. And that was rock out. He channeled all his emotions into his music.

“Let’s get it started!” he roared into his mic. And then launched into ‘Boys for Boys’ one of their first singles about being gay in the metal scene.

After the show when Eddie was riding high off the pure adrenaline of playing to such a crowd, when he nearly ran into Steve. Like almost bulled him over.

“Shit, man,” Eddie said. “I’m sorry.”

Steve smiled softly. “It’s no trouble, I wasn’t watching where I was going.” He patted Eddie on the shoulder and slipped into the crowd.

Eddie frowned, but shrugged and dug into his jacket pocket for his lighter and pack of cigs. But his hand touched a bit of paper first and he pulled it out.

It read Hopper’s Bar 11pm -Steve and on the back was a phone number. He blinked and looked back at the direction Steve had gone but the crowd had closed around him and he couldn’t see anything, let alone Steve.

He pulled out his phone and put Steve’s number in under Pretty Boy and then synced it to the cloud. Because Eddie wasn’t about that rom-com bullshit about losing a number and never seeing the person again.

He walked back to the green room to meet up with the guys. He was greeted by lots of booze and loud cheering.

“You still think it was a shit idea, Eddie?�� Brian teased.

Eddie scoffed. “Even broken clock is right twice a day, man.”

He leaned over to put his guitar away and something fluttered at of his pocket.

Jeff leaned over to pick it up. He pursed his lips and shook his head. He shoved it at Eddie. “You still want to tell me he wasn’t flirting with you at sound check?”

Gareth and Brian perked up.

“What’s this?” Gareth asked, leaning over to see around Eddie.

“Steve gave Eddie his number and asked him out,” Jeff said with a grin.

Gareth and Brian started stomping and oohing.

Eddie yanked the paper out of Jeff’s hand. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. You know I can’t stand the guy.”

Brian laughed. “Yeah, so why didn’t you throw it away, then?”

Eddie could feel the blush burning his neck and ears. “Shut it.” He snapped the clasps on his guitar case and booked it to their limo, the chorus of laughter following him close behind.

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16

#My writing #stranger things #steddie #rockstar au #song fic #ladykailtiha writes

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robotsandramblings · 3 months

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me reading the "new" "canon" heights for the Bad Batch on starwars.com:

nooo thank you, don't like those, i'll stick to the wookiepedia + my headcanons version lol ✌️

i'll save my overall analysis & ramblings for under the readmore

(here's the og thread that brought it to my attention. make sure to read op's corrected version!)

(p.s. the height chart was done by me on heightcomparison.com, it's not an official star wars image -- but the data matches starwars.com)

first off, i will acknowledge that visually, in the show, their heights are always a tricky thing. i've been referencing a bajillion screenshots since i came upon this thread. their comparative heights change in like every screenshot, due to camera angles and/or where they're standing relative to each other. we never get to see all five (5) of them standing shoulder-to-shoulder, side-by-side, in a single straight line, with an eye-level camera shot*.

i'll also acknowledge that i've always just gone off of what wookiepedia says, because it's the closest to an 'official' source that we've ever had -- but it's still not the official source. Here's the wookiepedia version, btw:

and you know what? depending on what screenshot you look at, these can both seem right. sometimes, Tech looks as tall as Crosshair; other times, Tech looks close to Echo's height. (Tech is also rarely at full height -- he's usually got his head and shoulders bent down to read his datapad. i think he slouches too.) i also find Hunter's height varies a lot too, depending on the shot.

Personally, i will be following the wookiepedia version. i think the starwars.com numbers are way, way off. (Warning: here's where the ranting part begins lol)

Wrecker has never, ever been a full head taller than Tech, Echo, or Hunter. what the actual fuck lmaooo

and 7 inches taller than Crosshair?? i don't think so lads

they're tryin' to tell me Echo is shorter than reg height??? bullshit lol. and Tech too??? also bullshit lmao

i refuse to believe Tech is only 2cm taller than Hunter; Tech should be, at minimum, 2 inches taller than Hunter.

i feel Omega's height can vary in the show, like Tech or Hunter as i mentioned. sometimes she seems very small, sometimes she seems taller than i remember.

that all said, i think the height for Omega is correct... for Season 1**. but S2? and now in S3? she's definitely grown a bit.

so i guess if i had to come up with my own numbers, i'd go primarily with the wookiepedia data, with a few tweaks...

Omega**: at least 140cm / 4' 7''

Hunter: 180-181cm / 5' 11''

Echo: 185cm / 6' 1''

Tech: 190-193cm / 6' 3'' - 6' 4''

Crosshair: 193cm / 6' 4''

Wrecker: 198-200cm max / 6' 6''

(i will hold onto Short King Hunter with a death grip until i die. even though i'll admit he looks reg/Echo height in a lot of shots. but i just really love the idea that's he's juuuust under 6' !)

**My headcanon is that in S1, Omega was approximately 10 years old. (which would match with starwars.com data, since average height for a 10-yr-old = 127-137cm.) i'm assuming we're at least 2 years later by S3, so she should be 12, which should put her height at 140-162cm.

i think in the show, they're keeping her closer to 140cm, but i'm equally onboard with her being on the taller side, closer to 162cm. i like the idea that she will eventually grow to reg clone height of 6 feet, thus she'd be on the taller end of "average" child height.

*there is one singular screenshot i came across which might be the closest. however, it's only properly showing the OG four -- Echo is in the shot, but disproportionately in front of them. it's also from their pilot in Clone Wars S7, which arguably was just a beginning stage for them, and changes were made before their own show aired, including the animation style/models.

it would explain where many of us got our idea of Tech = Crosshair same height. but Hunter is also nearly as tall as them?? certainly not 180cm lmao. so idk. take that as you will.

#the bad batch #crosshair #tech #hunter #echo #wrecker #omega #star wars #analyzingsw #sw headcanons #i spent WAYYY too long on this doign research and looking at screenshots lmaooooooooo 😅

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As promised, the theory heights of the Octo2 crew based on my best guess from the official arts. These are not canon heights (or headcanon heights), they're my best theory for the general heights the art team was using based on recurring heights in official arts.

I used several official arts, but this was the main art I used for ref:

This is (currently) the only official art where all the characters are standing more or less on the same plane, without being too far in front of or behind others. Also they're spaced out nicely, which made sketching mockups of their proportions much easier.

I also went ahead and threw my lineup onto an actual height chart (US system, sorry) to try and guess at their heights, and got...these:

Again, these are super not canon (or headcanon), and even for theory territory this falls more into the wild speculation side of things. But this was my best guess, since placing Osvald in the 6' range made Agnea and Hikari way too short. Ochette is a beastling, and as far as I can tell they have a different set of proportions as well as anatomy, so I'm assuming her smallness (which is very consistent in official arts) is intentional on the art team's part.

(I also didn't include Ochette's ears in her height estimate, but it should be noted that while I used the concept arts from the artbook bc they provided the most consistent "character is standing in an upright pose" artwork, Ochette's ears are actually a bit larger in all official non-concept artwork).

Anyhow, I also included my entire process for how I extrapolated under the cut. As a treat.

So I started with the main art I showed above and drew out quick mockups measuring each character from the top of their head to bottom of heel, not counting heels on shoes. For characters in dynamic poses, I sketched out a quick "puppet" using major anatomical points (head, torso, hips, knees, heel) as guidepoints, which I then "straightened out" separately to figure out the "height" (as seen with Ochette, Partitio, Hikari, and Throne; I forgot to save a copy of my Osvald sketchover but since his stance was so wide I knew he was going to loose a bit of height if I didn't sketch a puppet).

Agnea is mostly upright, but she's leaned forward a bit, and I wasn't going to be able to figure out how tall she was if she wasn't leaning forward with a puppet, so I gave her a bit of height in her mockup using my best guess as an artist for where the top of her head would be if she wasn't leaning forward. I took the same liberty with Hikari after straghtening out his sketch-puppet, since he's also leaning a bit forward. I couldn't actually see the bottom of either of Partitio's heels, so I went with my best "I'm an artist how would I have drawn this" educated guess.

Then I grabbed images of the concept artwork from the artbook scans (special thanks to @octopathartbooker for the scans) and adjusted each character to the mockup, and then put all the mockups so that the bottom "heel-line" was level for every character, getting this:

Note that Throne is in a wide stance for her concept art but that I still scaled her to the mockup for ease of visual reference (even though as I've scaled the art, it looks like she'd be taller if she were to stand upright, but I needed the visual more than I needed the pose accuracy). I also ignored the position of Agnea's foot in favor of having her heel on the heel-line, so she looks kind of awkward. These things happen, but considering how a few of the heights bounce around a tiny bit in official arts, I think this is the best I could do.

Because a few of the heights just...didn't look right (Partitio being that tall, and Ochette being that small) I also referenced a few other key official arts. First off, the "thank you" art:

This was useful for checking Throne's height against Osvald, since if I were to draw perspective lines then the top of Throne's head would be about level with Osvald's shoulders. This art also shows Ochette as being about half Throne's height, which is also consistent with my mockups.

I also checked the "nighttime" artwork for the soundtrack:

This art isn't actually as useful given how much perspective depth is used in the illustration (Agnea looking taller than Osvald bc she's in the midground and he's in the background being a good example of the depth I'm referring to), but it does show Ochette next to Hikari, and again, she is small. Also Partitio towering in the background supports the idea that he's actually just like, really tall.

The final official art I used to check heights was the endgame artwork, which is naturally a huge spoiler, so go ahead and skip this if you don't want to see it, bc aside from my notes on the artwork there isn't anything after it. (J is the hotkey that'll let you skip to the bottom of a post, though I dunno how this'll look if you're on mobile, sorry).

This art is...somewhat helpful. I can't see anyone's feet and Ochette appears to be floating (although again, she is tiny compared to everyone else), and there's still some depth of perspective at play, and some of the characters look like they're standing on a higher elevation than others. But! Here we can see that yeah, Partitio is about as tall as Osvald and that's with his head leaning forward (tall enough to use Osvald as an armrest, Parti buddy). Agnea also looks like she could be about two feet shorter than Osvald and this art does nothing to suggest that Hikari isn't short, but again it's hard to tell with some of the perspective choices. Mostly this the art that convinced me that, okay, yes, Partitio is that tall.

#octopath traveler #octopath traveler 2 #octopath ii #HERE IT IS #this theory project consumed my interest out of nowhere for two days #don't take the height chart w/ measurements on it too seriously #I honestly don't think the art team has official heights for the characters #bc I don't think they would have chosen those heights if they did #mostly I just think that they had a general ''this is how tall everyone is'' to use for ref #but like there's a LOT of artistic liscence in all the official arts so like again #this is a theory and not canon and also not headcanon bc these are not the heights I'd have chosen if I was just making up headcanons #oracle of lore

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late-to-the-party-81 · 1 year

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Apparently words can hurt me

AN: I’m back again, filling multiple challenge squares in one fic, and indulging my love of pre-serum Stucky. This fic is for the following fills;

Into the Juniverse - Squares C1,3 and 4 - Modern, Bookstore, Medical - @buckybarnesevents

The Slumber party, May challenge - “Who did this to you?” @the-slumberparty

BBB Y1 - Sticks and stones @buckybarnesbingo

Beta’d by @sparkagrace

Mood board by me, dividers by @firefly-graphics

Master list

Relationship: ER Doctor Steve Rogers x Bookstore Owner Bucky Barnes

Word count: 2.8k

CW: Fluff, minor angst, suggested Smut, implied bottom Bucky, pre-serum Stucky, alcohol consumption, fast burn, strangers to lovers to friends, meet cute/meet ugly, Special guest star Alpine, Nat and Sam are a good bros (even if they give their friends shit), alternating pov, Human disaster Bucky Barnes, implied age gap (Bucky late 20’s, Steve, mid 30’s)

“So, Steve - how’s your first day going?”

Steve turned, hanging his stethoscope around his neck, and smiled up at his friend and colleague, Sam. He clasped hands with the man he’d known since medical school and allowed himself to be pulled into a hug. Not that he really could have stopped it - Sam was over half a foot taller than him, and was obviously a big fan of both arms day and legs day. The man’s muscles had muscles, and Steve, well, didn’t really. He’d tried building muscle in the past but his metabolism was so ridiculously fast that he’d almost bankrupted himself trying to up his protein intake.

“It’s going great, man. It’s good to be back on the East Coast, even if it does seem to be a lot wetter.”

“I think trading sunshine for working with a friend is still a definite upside.” Sam’s sunny mood never failed to make Steve smile. “You were wasted in L.A.”

Steve nodded, thinking back to the circumstances that had led to him packing up and moving to the other side of the country after he’d qualified, and then the circumstances that had led to him returning and taking up residence at King's County. It had been a while since he’d worked in an ER, but it was like falling off a bike. Or rather patching up someone who’d fallen off a bike.

“Well, I’d best get back to it - I’ve got a suspected fracture of the tibia in bay three.”

“Drinks - tonight - seven - Gallis. Don’t be late, Rogers.” Steve chuckled as Sam shot him finger guns, before heading back down the corridor to Obstetrics.

He’d missed Sam. He’d missed New York. Most of all, he’d missed himself - missed what he’d hidden of himself while he’d been away. He was back now, though and ready to get on with the rest of his life. He strode towards Bay Three and picked up the chart attached to the bed. He sat down next to the forlorn looking teenager who was probably the same height as him.

“Now, Mr Parker. How did you manage this?

“Nat! Naaaaaat!” Bucky called out to his best friend-slash-co-owner, desperately trying to keep the large stack of books balanced in his arms. Something bumped his ankles and he peered down. “No. Not you, Alpine. You don’t have opposable thumbs.” The white ball of fluff just continued to purr and rub against her human’s legs. Bucky tried to nudge his baby away, but the change in balance caused the top book to slide, bumping against Bucky’s cheekbone.

“Nat! Help!”

“What’s up, Buckminsterfullerene?”

Nat appeared as if by magic, riding the roll-along ladder like Belle from Beauty and the Beast. If Bucky could have pinched the bridge of his nose he would have. Instead he just settled for a sigh.

“You know completely what’s up, and you’re just waiting for the right moment to say ‘I told you so’. I’ve overestimated how many books I can put away at once, again. Now will you please help me?”

She jumped down, her red hair swinging around her shoulders.

“What’s in it for me?”

“I’ll take you for drinks at Gallis once we’ve closed up? We can people-watch, maybe find a couple of guys to flirt with and buy us more drinks?”

Nat stepped forward and took a handful of books off the top of the stack, holding them in one arm and started to put them away. She pursed her lips as if she was trying to decide, but Bucky knew she wouldn’t be able to resist that offer - it was their favourite Friday evening activity, which said a lot about their respective love lives.

“You’re on, Barnes, but tell me you got something cute upstairs in your wardrobe that I can borrow.”

“Nat, you know full well that half your wardrobe is upstairs, pushing mine out. You’re here that often.”

“Hey! I resemble that remark. And anyway, it gives you more options.”

Bucky huffed, and blew a lock out of his brown hair out of his eyes, before realising that the stack of books left in his arms was now actually manageable and could be put away.

“I might be slim, but I’m not that slim.”

“Betcha $10 that I can make an outfit out of my stuff for you to wear this evening.”

Nat smiled at him, eyes twinkling and he grinned back.

“You’re on, Romanoff!”

“So you’re telling me that your patient really thought he could scale down from a second storey window?” Sam’s expression was a mixture of amusement and disbelief. Steve grabbed an olive from the bowl in front of them, threw it up and caught it in his mouth.

“Yup. Kid thought that if he covered his hands and feet in some kind of sticky resin he could go up and down the wall like a spider. No lie. Not even drunk. Just a clever kid with too much time on his hands and not enough common sense.”

Sam laughed, and wiped a tear of mirth from his eye.

“God, man. I’m glad I’ve left general medicine behind.”

“Yeah, now you just have to deal with a load of…”

“Don’t say it! Don’t you dare say it. That joke gets old, real fast. So, other than an idiotic teenager, you enjoying being back? Ready to put yourself out there?”

Steve took a swig from his beer, more to give him a second’s space than the need to actually slake his thirst. Sam looked at him expectantly, and Steve knew he wasn’t going to get out of answering.

“Yes to the first and maybe to the second.”

Sam raised his eyebrow.

“Maybe? Come-on, dude. It’s been like, what, four… five months since you broke up. I’m not saying go out and propose to the first person you meet, but there’s no harm in a little flirting, a little dancing. And I can tell you, there’s a young man over there who hasn’t been able to take his eyes off you.”

Steve knew who he meant - it had been difficult not to notice the certified twink propped up against the bar drinking cocktails with his red-headed friend. The young man looked like he’d been poured into those black skin-tight jeans, and the rather feminine, purple button-up, left open over an equally feminine black crop top, accentuated his pale skin and red, pouty lips. Steve would be a liar if he said he wasn’t interested - part of him definitely was, but the more cautious part of him, the part that was still nursing his battered and bruised heart, wasn’t sure.

“Go on, Steve. Buy him a drink. Or at least offer.”

Sam was nothing if not persistent. Steve downed the rest of his bottle, trying for a bit of dutch courage. Apparently, he wasn’t getting out of this either.

“This hasn’t got anything to do with the fact that you want to speak to his friend, does it?”

Sam smiled around his bottle neck before placing it, now empty, back on the table.

“I plead the fifth on that.” Steve smiled back, but rolled his eyes dramatically.

“Come on, before I chicken out. But one drink. That’s all.”

“Uh-huh? I bet you’ll want to stay for more.”

Damn-it!

Steve hated it when Sam was right. He’d almost forgotten how insufferably smug his friend could get, but he had no doubt he would be reminded in the morning. Or rather later in the morning, because it was 4.30am and Steve was quietly trying to find his pants.

He’d never been a one-night stand kinda guy before, and truly, he hadn’t intended to go home with this man - Bucky - but with each swig of beer, each whispered flirtation, each dance, it had seemed like a better and better idea. They’d gone back to Bucky’s - a small apartment above a bookstore - and, well, things had escalated quickly.

Now, Steve wasn’t going to say he regretted it, because whoo-ee, was Bucky something - very hot, very talented - but now, as the alcohol and post-orgasmic haze was wearing off, he was feeling… awkward?

Bucky was lying on his front on his bed, head turned to the side and lightly snoring. A shaft of light from the street outside shone through the somewhat ratty curtains, highlighting Bucky’s glorious cheekbones and kissable lips. Steve felt a pull inside him, a pull to just get back into the warm bed, wrap his arms around Bucky and go back to sleep but he shouldn’t. He couldn’t. It was too soon got anything like that.

Locating his slacks, he tugged them on. Groping around further he found his shirt, one sock and both shoes. Gathering them to himself, Steve crept towards the bedroom door, opened it a slither, and snuck out.

As he took a step forward something soft and warm brushed against his foot. Somehow he managed to stifle his scream.

“Mmmerp?”

A pair of large eyes looked up at him in the darkness. Juggling his armful of clothes, Steve pulled out his phone, and turned on the torch.

“Oh, thank fuck. You’re just a cat.”

The animal tilted its white fuzzy face.

“Mmmerp?”

Steve shuffled over to the sofa, resting his phone on the coffee table as he stuffed his arms into his shirt.

“Sorry, little one. I have no idea where your owner keeps your kibble. You’ll have to manage.”

He pulled on his lone sock and slipped on his shoes, making a face at how his bare foot stuck to the leather inner. Laces tightened, he picked up his phone and quietly made his way over to the front door.

“Do me a favour, kitty? Give Bucky a kiss for me, yeah?”

“Mmmerp!”

Carefully shutting the door behind him, and trying not to think too hard about the heaviness in his heart, Steve pulled up his ride share app, and booked himself a cab home.

“So, he just bailed on you?”

Bucky stared down at the account book open in front of him, hoping that the numbers would just start to make sense on their own. And hoping that Nat would just drop it.

“Uh-huh. Gone when I woke up. Left a sock behind though.”

“A veritable Cinderella, then.”

“Ha-ha, Nat. Very funny. His name was Steve.”

Bucky shut the ledger with a snap, and pinched the bridge of his nose.

“I don’t even know why I’m so cross. It’s not like I haven’t done the moonlight flit before.”

Nat leant against the counter, checking her pristine make-up in her compact mirror.

“It hurts, cos you were on the receiving end this time. My advice? Let it go. You got a good lay out of it, yes?”

“Yes…” It might have been begrudgingly, but he had to agree - the sex had been spectacular. Maybe that’s why he was so sour? Upset that he didn’t get to get up close and friendly to Steve’s dick again? For a short guy, he’d definitely been packing… Oh, well.

“Well, ride the high of a good fuck and move on.”

“Okay, okay. What about you and his friend?”

Nat turned her head and gave a coy smile.

“Sam? A lady doesn’t kiss and tell.”

“Yeah, but you ain’t no lady. Ow! Don’t hit me!”

Bucky laughed as he raised his arms to fend off Nat’s friendly blows.

“Uncle! Uncle! I give in, I’m sorry.”

“Hhmmff. I suggest you get on with some work. Maybe you should do the book sorting and I’ll do the accounts?”

“Sounds like a plan. And Nat?”

“What?”

“Love you!”

“Love you, too.”

Why had he drunk so much last night?

The lights in the ER were far too bright, and he was now 10 hours into an 8 hour shift. And why on earth did people insist on inserting things that shouldn’t be inserted into places that shouldn’t have things inserted?

“Dr Rogers? Are you able to check over the patient in Bay 5?”

“Hmmm?” Steve turned to see the face of Wanda, the triage nurse looking at him expectantly. He bit back a moan as he wiped his hand over his face. “I mean, sure. What’s the story?”

“He says he had an accident at work, but something heavy has impacted his face. His left orbit is bruised and there’s a large edema, which is interfering with his vision.”

Wanda was chewing her lip and Steve could tell she wasn’t sure if the guy’s story was true.

“Okay - I’ll take a look. You’ve got his chart?”

“Right here. And thank you, Steve.”

“No problem.”

Steve pushed up from the desk where he’d managed to find all of two minutes' peace and skimmed through the chart for his new patient as he made his way over to the bay.

“Okay… James, is it?” As he pulled open the curtain and looked up, he froze. “Bucky?”

“Steve?”

Wanda hadn’t been kidding - Bucky was pretty banged up, but he was still as beautiful as Steve remembered.

The clipboard clattered to the floor and suddenly Steve found himself right in front of Bucky, gently cradling his bruised face in his hands.

“Who did this to you?”

For a heartbeat, Bucky just stared at him and then…

“What? What do you mean?”

“Was it a jealous boyfriend? If so, I’m so sorry. But also, give me his name. I’ll make sure he never sees the light of day again.”

Bucky’s eyes - well, one of them - went wide with understanding before he hissed and winced. Steve picked up the ice pack that had been discarded on the side table and pressed it to the purpling side of Bucky’s face.

“Steve, slow down. It wasn’t somebody else. There’s no boyfriend. No any-one. I had an accident, that’s all.”

“But what? How?”

Bucky chuckled, then winced again.

“Nat’s not going to let me live it down. I do it all the time, and finally, it backfired. I was putting the books away, you know, in my shop.”

No, Steve didn’t know. Hadn’t realised that the shop below the apartment had been Bucky’s shop. To be fair, he was a little distracted at the time. However, he nodded anyway, aware that he was probably gaping like a fish.

“Well, I have a tendency to overestimate how many books I can carry at once, and then I overbalanced, and crrsshhh,” he gestured wildly. “A dozen hardbacks were bouncing off my face. And I thought I was safe with words. Isn’t it supposed to be sticks and stones that break my bones?”

Another heartbeat of silence and then…

“Oh my God, Bucky. You didn’t just say that?” Steve slapped a hand over his mouth to stifle the chuckle that threatened to burst out. “Come on. Let me have a look. We might have to send you to X-ray though.”

Bucky couldn’t believe it. Steve - Sexy Steve from last night - was a doctor. He was certain it was only the pain in his face that stopped his dick from standing straight to attention when Steve had walked in, all professional in his white coat with a stethoscope around his neck.

He also couldn’t believe he’d made that cheesy joke, and that Steve had been all worried about him.

While Steve did his thing, gently probing and taking notes, and asking him about his pain levels, Bucky ruminated on Steve’s reaction.

“Steve…”

“Mmmhhmmm?” Steve was still looking down at the papers, pen in between his lips, and God, if he hadn’t looked sexier.

“Were you really worried that someone had assaulted me?”

“What? Umm… well…yes. I was worried it was my fault too. Look, Bucky, it was really shitty of me to leave like I did this morning. I’m not... I mean I don’t…” His cheeks turned pink with embarrassment and Bucky took pity on him, leaning over and pressing his finger to Steve’s lips.

“Hey. It’s okay. I don’t think either of us was communicating properly last night - well, communicating in a non sex-specific manner - I think we got that down, don’tcha think?”

Steve gulped.

“Umm, well…”

“Let’s start again, okay? I’m James Buchanan Barnes, Bucky to my friends. I own and run a bookstore with my best friend Natasha, and I’m rubbish at relationships.”

He stuck out his hand towards Steve, who looked at it, before reaching out with his own.

“I’m Steve Rogers, ER doctor, here at King’s County. I’ve just returned from several years in LA, and having my heart broken in the process. I’m looking to take things slow.”

“I can do slow. Say, when we both get out of here, if anywhere’s still open, would you like to go and get a coffee?”

“I think I’d like that a lot, Bucky.”

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#stucky fic #stucky au #pre-serum stucky #steve x bucky #late writes #connect4au #navy and roo’s sleepover #buckybarnesbingo2023

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mj-ackerman · 2 years

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Tatsuya Endo's Character's Guide QNA from the Official Fanbook: Eyes Only English Translation Part 2:

<<Part 1>> (DO NOT REPOST )

Franky Franklin:

Q: Please tell us if he has any unexpected side!

A: He occasionally does charitable activites such as helping war victims and removing landmines.

Q: How many people have rejected him so far?

A: As many as the stars

Q: How many inventions has he made so far?

A: If we include the junks, it's too many to count. Only few of them were practical enough for Loid to adopt.

Q: Please tell us if there are any interesting inventions that are not mentioned in the book!

A: A special conversation training machine for woman (based on the flow chart that Loid made), Forced height-stretching machine (failed), see-through glasses (failed)

Q: Is there any secret for his scruffy hair?

A: It's just a natural curly hair. He can hide a small wiretap to it.

Sylvia Sherwood:

Q: Please tell us some physical data like height, weight, shoe size etc..

A: Height: 173 cm... She doesn't seem to have a very good eyesight.

Q: Please tell us if she has any unexpected side!

A: Her room is a mess. She's sloppy except for her work.

Q: Right now, what's bothering her the most?

A: WISE's budget

Q: Does she pay any attention to her beauty and health?

A: She's sloppy so I don't think so. She's secretly more worried about her back pains.

Q: Did she like the souvenirs from the underground tennis? ( the weird jar and the ring?)

A: She likes the ring, she wears it later on.

Q: What does she feel being called (Iron Lady) ?

A: She consider it as convenient if she can maintain her dignity.

Fiona Frost:

Q: Please tell us her height and other physical data!

A: Heght: 172 cm. Since she's always looking at Twilight in a distance, she has a very good eye sight, about 5.0

Q: Has she ever smiled in her life?

A: She have, before Loid instructed her to "kill your emotions"

Q: How strong is her fighting strength compared to Yor?

A: It's very low. It's even lower than Loid.

Q: Is there any result from her retreat to the forest?

A: Her swing speed has increased. She can split a ball in half if she try hard enough.

Yuri Briar:

Q: How tall is he?

A: Height: 179 cm

Q: Don't girls confess to him?

A: He's pretty popular with his face alone. Then, when they find out how he actually is, they leave him alone.

Q: How strong or weak is his tolerance for alcohol?

A: He just turned 20, so he hasn't drink that much.

Q: Does he have any other interest other than Yor?

A: None

Q: How many hours does he work each month for a mission?

A: He's basically a civil servant, so he has to be on duty for 8 to 9 hours everyday, but depending on his assignments, he has no day off. He sometimes goes to the Forger's house, so he's a more free than Loid.

Q: How strong is his fighting strength compared to Yor?

A: His defense is much higher than Loid. His fighting strength is about 50-50 with Nightfall.

Q: How many people he have to cover up for his sister?

A: He's working for his sister's sake, so in that sense, there's a large number.

Damian Desmond:

Q: How often does he go home per month?

A: Dormitory students only goes home during long vacations such as summer vacation.

Q: Please tell us if he has other killer move other than "Rolling Sweep"!

A: Lightning Writing. Imperial Scholar Dagger.

Q: What is his favorite dish from the school cafeteria menu?

A: The Desmond family's education seems to have given him a descerning palate. He often eat in the dorm instead of using the cafeteria. He likes the schnitzel made by the dorm mother, Ms Maytron.

Becky Blackbell:

Q: What kind of play does she plays usually?

A: She plays doll ( doing love story) and fashion show alone

Q: What happen with all those pink tanks and fighter jets she received as a gift.

A: She got tired of it soon after she tried it. "The sound isn't cute" (Becky's Talk)

Q: How long has she been with Martha, the butler?

A: She's like a nanny to her, so she's been with her for as long as she can remember.

Q: What's her favorite dish from the school cafeteria menu?

A: Tomato cream pasta with lobster.

Q: Did she get any result from Yor's special training?

A: Climbing up the stairs in front of the school gate was a little easier now for her.

#spy x family #spy x family official fanbook: eyes only #franky franklin #sylvia sherwood #fiona frost #yuri briar #damian desmond #becky blackbell

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nephilimbrute · 7 months

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uhngigmg

i wanna know more about ur agent headcanons!! ships, regular headcanons, anything will work fine!! ur agents are so detailed with their personalities and ADUGHGHGH

i would really love to learn more about Val. I like her long teeth, makes her menacing. just her personality in general, I would like to know more about. but i also want to learn about the rest !! :D

and I think my oc X (X is their name dw) and Val would be best friendz :333

😃(smiling so hard my eyes pop out)

<333 where do i start uhmm..... yeah we can start with val 0 :3

val was picked up by the squid sisters, she liked her job because she was bored and she was like "cool i can put my smarts to this" Bad news! she used to tolerate them until THAT happened. she loves cats and once tried to steal judd. likes to mess with others, she does use her claws and fangs (her girlfriend walks away looking like a game of tic tac toe). my friend says she's an orange cat and i think that's true

val, as per usual, has a deep hatred for the squid sisters. vega has to protect the captain incase she tries to snipe them or anyone else. She can tolerate cap'n cuttlefish, the other agents think of her like a pest . Small and bothersome (spingly makes fun of her). she's also friends with subwoofer

Onto spingly. he once had a celeb crush on off the hook and he also likes hightide era. I could only fit so much into those little profiles but i wrote down that he has a lot of plushies on his bed. He likes to be comfortable and he's super cuddly, he has dreams of being in a splatband. and he has trauma from salmon run

3's real name is riley, though she prefers to be called 3. she has social anxiety and gets all shy when with a lover, but can manage during work. she never (or rarely) takes off her headphones

i designed 8 after a baby deer. in a way.They're a deer in headlights basically. In side order they're dubbed 'File: 008', they lose the ability to speak completely due to how disoriented they are

even though maggie is aware he's making fun of the others and picking on them he's always like "whattt what did i do wrongg...." when they dislike her...he eats fuzzy ooze and is rarely affected by it, though marie insists she shouldn't eat it. she used to sleep in random places and be woken up by smallfry nibbling at his toes

also she's incredibly stupid

vega ... idk 8 used to be intimidated by her, but they kind of changed their mind once they saw how vega practically melts when with marie. she had her metal arm refitted every year, it used to be simpler looking and had a brand logo on the shoulder. the little octopus sticker was given to her by another soldier

+height chart

i do ship ag. 96 but i also ship spingly with one of my other ocs. The purple octoling.... and i also ship.......... ..................... .............marie x vega...... but that's all

splatfest teams.... spingly is team zombie, val is team skeleton, vega is team ghost. val's only reasoning is "skeletons are DEAD. and i want to see the squid sisters that way"

also ghostfish :3 take a wild guess at who's under the mask

ALSO... i'd love to meet your oc :333

#splatoon #SUPER LENGTHY POST #val (3)#spingly (4)#captain 3 #agent 8 #maggie (neo3)#vega (8)#splatagents #inbox q

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One of the haikyuu characters is taking music lessons from you. You can choose the character and the instrument, but here's the twist: you only win if he fails to learn it. Who do you pick?

I had to think about this for a while, and I came to the conclusion that I don't think I would be capable of teaching Nishinoya how to play bassoon looool, I don't think he has the patience or precision for it (and I don't have the patience either)

This, however, did inspire me to write, so here's an attempt to teach Nishinoya how to play bassoon (aka, a dramatic reenactment of the bassoon lesson I taught yesterday)

This does play off of my band au, so he's a really good percussionist who decided to try bassoon

Word count: 1653

Relevant chart (by me, and a random image I found on google):

(Instrument goes off the right side of the chair, and the basson reed goes on the end of the bocal so it can actually make sound. The little key at the base of the bocal is the whisper key pad.) Also bassoons are 4'5" (or about 132.1 cm) tall lol, so Nishinoya is only like 9 in (or like 27.2 cm) taller than it.

“Go grab a chair, I’ll hold your bassoon,” I shooed him away as I took the instrument that wasn’t even a full foot shorter than he was.

“But isn’t there already a chair in there?” Nishinoya looked past my shoulder to peek through the doorway to the open lockerroom.

I raised an eyebrow, retorting, “Yeah, a chair. For me. We need another one and I don’t trust you walking across the band room holding this thing, especially with colorguard kids currently practicing with sabers.” I tilted my head to a student practicing a routine involving saber tosses behind him.

“I can keep it safe!” He argued.

“Nope, I’m holding it,” I said with finality. “Oh, and get a stand while you’re at it. Someone took out the one that’s usually in here.” I turned on one heel, a bassoon in each hand, and entered the band lockerroom. Nishinoya huffed as he left to get a chair and a music stand.

I pulled out the chair that was tucked away in the corner where the lockers jutted out past the countertop on one side of the room. Placing it so the back was facing one wall of lockers and opposite the other wall, I set down one of the bassoons on the ground so I could slide the music bag off of my shoulder and lean it against the leg of my chair. I picked up the bassoon carefully once again and waited for Nishinoya to return.

When he did, chair and stand in tow, I stood against the lockers next to where I had set up so he could get past. Watching as he set his seat far too close to my own, I felt the expression on my face grow unamused instinctively.

“Yer gonna wanna move that,” I deadpanned.

He looked up, eyebrows slightly raised in feigned confusion as he finished adjusting the height of the stand. “The stand?” He asked.

I tilted my head and gave him a look that said ‘you’re kidding, right?’ He glanced down and then said, “Oh! The chair!” He moved it to around the minimum distance he could so that the instrument could hang off of the side without possible hitting my seat.

A sigh of defeat escaped my lips while I handed Nishinoya his bassoon—well, the bassoon he borrowed from the school under strict conditions that he does not break it. I sat down in my own seat to the right of his (so I could see his hands), tossing down the seat strap hooked onto the bottom end of my bassoon on the chair just before I did so I could grab the left end of it to adjust the height as it hung off to the right. I looked over to see how Nishinoya was setting up and opted to stop looking when I saw what he was doing; he’d managed to take the seat strap off of his instrument and try to put it on the chair and only realized he had put the hook on the wrong side when he hooked his bassoon on and couldn’t hold it properly.

I felt myself losing brain cells slowly but surely.

He eventually fixed his instrument placement, getting his reed (the reed I reluctantly adjusted for him since it was old and I’d never played on it) on the bocal as I pulled out the binder I used to hoard music I’d had since middle school. Taking a moment for a deep breath, I noticed how high his bocal seemed to be from him, angled upwards and not quite aligned with the whisper key at the base of it.

“Hey, make sure that your instrument is always angled down, and your bocal needs to line up with the middle of the whisper key pad,” I commented. “You need to adjust the height so it can be at the right angle.”

He looked at me, confused, so I attempted to demonstrate so he could see. Nishinoya still didn’t seem to get it as he only slightly lowered the bassoon so the bocal was straight ahead of him, but I didn’t want to try and teach him a skill I learned from years of practice on my own out of necessity and precision. Instead, I just reached over and rotated the bocal to the left, tapping the whisper key pad closed a couple of times to make sure it was lined up properly.

The look he gave me made it seem like he thought I was some magician even though I had barely done anything. I opened the binder I had set on the stand so I didn’t have to see the starstruck look that was etched into his face. There was a pile of papers in the very front that weren’t in the pocket or clasped in the three rings; I flipped them to the other side so I could get to the scale sheets behind them. I flipped a couple more pages in sheet protectors to get to the chromatic scale.

“So, what are we learning first?” Nishinoya asked curiously.

“We,” I answered as I adjusted my seat strap slightly, “are going to see how far you’ve gotten on your own in terms of note fingerings.” I played a handful of notes with ease in a standard pattern that I’d somehow unconsciously developed over the years. B-flat in four octaves, C in four octaves, a few more notes in the mid range down to the lowest note on the instrument.

After that, I started asking him to try playing the chromatic scale and it went… somehow worse than expected.

“The starting note is an F,” I stated flatly.

“Yeah, I know,” Nishinoya replied.

“Then stop using thumb keys! There are no thumb keys besides the whisper key! You keep playing an F-sharp!”

“Wait what– ohhh, you’re right—”

It went on like this for longer than I would have liked it to, especially getting to the second octave of the F chromatic scale.

“Why isn’t the note playing? I’m using the right fingering! It sounds crackly!” Nishinoya bemoaned.

“You keep pressing the whisper key, Nishinoya,” I sighed.

After trying desperately to teach him the fingerings for high E-flat, E, and F on the way up the scale, it came time to try going down the scale. That also somehow went worse than expected. Not only was his tone very poor but it sounded very forced.

“Nishinoya! Whisper key!”

“What? But I thought it didn’t need to be on for the upper octave!”

“It is on for every single note until you get to A-natural.” I pleaded, “Please, Nishinoya.” I was nearly at my wit's end.

“This thing doesn't make any sense at all.”

“Well, that's just kind of how bassoon is. There's no rules, everything is made up, and if you keep biting your reed like that, your notes will stop speaking,” I tiredly explained. “The second you try to make your instrument do anything, it will stop working.”

He frowned. “This is a lot more complicated than I thought it would be.”

“What in the world made you think this would be even remotely easy?!” I asked, exasperated. “You have 8 keys for your left thumb alone, for Pete's sake! I have 11 on mine!”

Nishinoya mumbled, “Well, I heard you saying it was the easiest instrument you play,” with a pout.

My eyes went wide, and I was completely flabbergasted, stunned into silence. “Nishinoya,” I explained in complete and utter disbelief, “I said that because I have been playing this thing for 8 years! This is my default! I play this like it's second nature! It is permanently engraved into my mind and body”

He looked back at me with eyebrows raised slightly in a few moments of silence.

“Oh. Right.”

“‘Oh’? Did it never occur to you? That would be like me saying, ‘Oh yeah, I'm just gonna play drumset! Someone else knows how to play it well, so it can't be that hard!’” I let out a breath, shoulders slumping. I asked after a handful more of quiet seconds, “Why did you even want to learn bassoon of all things? You're already one of our best percussionists; you're not even a wind player let alone a woodwind or a double reed.”

He answered quietly, “Well, you play it, and you said you'd try to teach me how to play it if I started learning it.”

“That's… a really dumb reason,” I deadpanned.

“Hey! You offered!”

“Yeah, but I didn't think you'd actually want to play it! You could have picked anything else!”

“But it's your main instrument!”

“What does that have anything to do with you learning it?”

“I– well– nevermind.” He pursed his lips in something close to frustration.

I took in a breath and let it out again in a forceful sigh. “Look, I'll keep trying to teach you as long as you keep trying, but I still don't understand why you decided to play bassoon.

He perked up at that, giving me a toothy grin.

“We're gonna move onto some actual music, but I want you to try learning some scales on your own to keep practicing note fingerings,” I said as I shuffled some pages around on the music stand. I located an old part for a full band piece and pulled it out of the binder pocket.

I was almost close to regretting offering to teach Nishinoya, but I still held onto some sliver of hope that it might work out alright.

Rhetorically, I asked, “You know how to read rhythms, right?”

He looked anywhere but at me and the music, his voice laced with guilt. “Maybe…?”

I think I felt my soul and whatever shred of hope I had left leave my body in that very moment.

“What do you mean ‘maybe’?! Nishinoya, you're a percussionist!”

It was going to be a very long day.

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Slept on Ships P1: Space Princess

Slept on Ships: Space Princess; Silent Jasmines hello!! so after taking a look at the very long Batpham shipping chart and seeing so many slept on ship dynamics, i decided to start a series all about highlighting romantic and platonic dynamics that---in my professional opinion---deserve more love. i'll be starting with the first dp/dc ship i created: Space Princess.

Space Princess: Dani Phantom/Mar'i Grayson

Relevant Background

so, in general, if you're not knee deep in the DC Fandom, you might now know who Mar'i Grayson, aka Nightstar, is. Mar'i Grayson is the daughter of Dick Grayson, aka Nightwing, and Koriand'r, aka Starfire, from Earth-22. she appears in the Kingdom Come series, where she has her own issue and everything! she's shown as protective of her family, like her father, and just as strong-willed as her mother.

if you'd like more info on Mar'i here's a like to the wiki article: Mar'i Grayson (Earth-22)

fun fact: in Kingdom Come, Dick and Kori are actually divorced, while in most fanfic, people portray them as together. Mar'i is also part of the Teen Titans on her earth, along with Lian Harper and Irey West.

in this post i'll be reference a few head canons such as; Dani being considered a Princess in a Ghost King Danny au and Dani possibly having an ice core (we don't know what core she has in canon.)

Why is the dynamic interesting?

they are prime Sun and Moon couple energy

Mar'i who lives her life in the sun as a public figure, her powers fuled by the sun and just as bright as her, while Dani hides in the shadows of society, lurking. giving Dani and ice core adds an extra layer of opposites.

they are equal parts soft sapphic girls, and battle hardened heroes. they're both incredibly capable political figures (in a Ghost King Danny Au) who always have to put up a front, they have to be the perfect leaders their kingdoms need them to be. they would understand each other in ways that other people couldn't

i also imagine them bonding over being the child of very famous/rich parents.

they also have colorful girlfriend and grunge girlfriend vibes.

Dani deserves to run Tameran like a fortune five hundred company while Mar'i is off being a superhero. the dynamic works strangely well for them.

Dick and Kori would love Dani, and if Mar'i doesn't marry her they're adopting her

Mar'i can be scary when she wants to, just like her mom. Dani thinks it's very hot.

Mar'i inherits her mother's height, which makes her both taller and stronger than Dani, and Dani would love it.

i like to imagine Dani having purple eyes or powers later down the road (since Vlad's are pink and Danny's are green/blue) which would make them almost opposites. it could be a fun story device to use.

A lot of people compare Mar'i to her mother, but realistically, i think she would be a lot like her dad's family, specifically Tim. it would be fun to explore the dynamics between Mar'i and Tim as niece and uncle, and they dynamic between Mar'i and Damian as sort of siblings (yes, i am a 'Dick Grayson is Damian Wayne's dad' fan). it could be prime real estate for a little bit of Danny/Damian or Dan/Tim or Jazz/Cass on the side.

Mar'i inherited her mom/dad's anger, and he Uncle Tim's ability to compartmentalize her feelings until she breaks. enough said.

through Mar'i, and by extension the batfam, Dani learns what real love looks like. she finally understands how abusive Vlad was to her. this could be in the context of a Vlad trying to redem himself, or a Vlad trying to manipulate Dani back into his life, but now she knows better.

with how much Mar'i hung around Raven as a kid, it would be interesting if Mar'i knew that Dani was not normal before everyone else. maybe Mar'i even knows a little bit of magic.

Some Prompt Ideas

a photographer and model au

Dani joins the Teen Titans and meets Nightstar

Vlad and Bruce are business rivals, but neither Dani or Mar'i particularly care and get together anyways.

Mar'i sees a clip of Dani in her ghost form with her green powers and thinks she's Tameranian. Mar'i channels her inner Uncle Tim and goes all detective to find Dani.

Dani is a mechanic and Mar'i is a student who refuses to get her very old car replaced.

Mar'i gets lost in the Zone after the destruction of her universe. She had no idea what to do or where to go. Dani finds her, and together they traverse worlds they were never meant to see.

Fic Recs

(i will admit the second one is self-promotion but i'm working with a small pool of fics lol)

Our Love Will Last Us by foldingfacets (READ THE TAGS)

Dani fell in love with the hot girl who watched her smash her skateboard into a dude without care. Little did she know the girl saw her first and fell in love faster. Maybe, just maybe, Dani doesn't have to be alone anymore. Maybe Mar'i would stay.

Can I have this Dance? by petitechatonne

When Dani goes to a gala with Sam, originally intent on keeping her friend company, she meets someone who sweeps her off her feet. Literally.

Playlists

Pintrest Boards

this paring has the ability to be cute and horrifyingly angsty at the same time, with a good helping of family chaos on the side!!! i will admit i'm quite bias about this one as the first ship i really made, but i also think they have the potential to have interesting and complex stories. there aren't enough sapphic pairings in the dp/dc fandom and yes, i am trying to single-handedly change that. join the revolution today!!!

-- find the wonder in creating. love, Kate💗

#slept on ships #kate rambles #dpxdc #space princess ship #dani fenton #mar'i grayson #dani fenton x mar'i grayson #danielle phantom #batfam #Spotify #playlists #aestheitcs #pintrest boards

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bronx-bomber87 · 9 months

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Happy Tuesday :) Ep been wanting to get to. Anytime we get little more depth to them and Tim as a character I’m a happy girl. I forgot s2 only has 20 not 22 eps HA We’re almost done which is insane to me. Feel like we just started s2. So after this one we have 3 left in this season. What a trip. Let’s delve in shall we?

2x17 Control

Thanks to Nolan our couple starts their day off with some foot patrol. Grey wants them more engaged with the community. Tim lets her know that while he finds foot patrol annoying he agrees this is important to do. That it creates trust and likability therefore they get more help. Lucy seems real impressed with his answer. I always love when Tim impresses Lucy with his insight. Also when she makes sure he knows how enlightened she finds him. She's hot for Tim in these moments haha

Lucy loves when he shows her his moral compass about this stuff. I said it last review Tim as a person is very attractive. It's definitely huge part of her draw to him. A random guy comes up to them asking for legal advice. They stop and address him. Lucy fully expects Tim to answer this man’s question. I’m rolling when he tells this guy they’re movie extras’. Lucy’s double take is too damn funny. How she kept a straight face idk. He’s such a grumpy old man sometimesI love it. Or as Aaron says in s5 he’s like the old dude from 'UP' LMFAO I love you Timothy Bradford haha

Lucy's smile when he tells her they’re not google is too cute. We all know she loves her grump of a man. She’s enjoying him cracking a joke with a side of heart eyes to go with that smile. Look at him cracking jokes. So proud. Their comfortability level at this point is off the charts. His sense of humor is so fun to see. (He cracked me up too. I laugh every time.)This came out all on its own. I love him so easily making one around her. Lucy is quite amused and enjoying it herself.

Side notes I love about this scene. The ever wonderful height difference I legit can’t get enough. How damn in-sync they are as they’re walking together. Honestly the entire scene. Look at them. Lastly a fan favorite the the lack of personal space. Within inches of each other at all times. Like moths drawn to a flame. Always gravitating back to one another. Their physical chemistry without touching always floors me.

We rejoin them still on foot patrol. Lucy asking Tim if Rachel was disappointed she canceled on her last night? Trying to justify to Tim why she ended up bailing on their bar plans. Clearly residual PTSD from Caleb manifesting into her doing this. She’s clearly wanting to be relieved of the guilt she feels for canceling on her.

Tim is usually that person for her with his insight and telling her like it is. Not this time...She doesn’t get the reply she wants unfortunately. Just Tim being a lying liar who lies, when he says they don’t ever talk about her. Ok honey we believe you…I’m sure he actually talks about her more than Rachel would like. Lucy is offended with his cavalier answer LOL

Their convo gets interrupted by a dope stealing Girl Scout cookies. He runs and ends up in someone’s windshield. One of the little girls shows up from the troop to help them. Tells them they can use her scarf and pen as a tourniquet. Even tells Lucy where to apply it. Pretty impressive composure for a kid haha

Tim’s face is my favorite part when she asks if she can get a badge for this? He’s not sure what shocks him more. Her knowing how to do this or asking for a badge for it haha Lucy’s smile back at Tim is pretty cute. I feel like this will be them as parents when their kid does something that shocks them haha

The fire dept. arrives and so does Emmett Lang. Not gonna lie everyone he is smokin. I remember first time I watched this episode, I was thinking holy hell this man is attractive. Lucy deserved someone on this level of hotness to re-enter the dating world with. He is instantly flirty with Lucy. Telling her his condolences for Tim being her T.O. (good thing Tim misses this part ha) Lucy has zero problems flirting right back with him.

Honestly good for her. This is so needed post-Caleb. She’s crashing Jackson’s date plans and canceling on Rachel. She needed something to get her back on her feet. Just like Rachel was the perfect person for Tim post-Isabel. Emmett was for Lucy in the aftermath of 2x11. Girl needed a win and to feel it was ok to re-integrate back into the world of dating. Quite the score to start back up with if I do say so myself ha

They flirt some more at the hospital. Emmett basically asks her out and Lucy panics. Lies says she has something going on. Oh my girl. That PTSD is showing and I can’t blame her. Just hate seeing it affect her. Tim comes up and says it’s time to go. He says bye to Emmett and Lucy makes the connection they know each other. So she leans on her lifeline since she’s having doubts.

Tries to ask Tim about Emmett. Says he seems nice. Trying to get a beat on him through Tim’s eyes. Tim doesn't understand her line of questioning at first. Just giving short answers that give her no depth. He's thinking nothing of it until she gives him that look above. Then he quickly pieces together what this is.

He instantly disengages about it. Telling her 'No.' Not S1 Tim 'I could care less about your life.' disengaged. More 'I don’t trust myself to give you the right advice.' kind of distance. He wants no part of this. Lucy seems so upset he won’t talk to her about this. This scene is funny in how he cuts it off. How upset she seems. The pointing of his finger. Sadly we know the deep kernel of truth he feels to that final line of the scene.

The weight he’s still carrying around about her abduction. He doesn’t trust himself to vet Emmett for her. Since in his mind he failed so spectacularly with Caleb. He’d rather pass that emotional responsibility off to someone else. The weight that’s already on his soul is crushing...he can’t add to the load. Oh my broken boy. I wanna give you the biggest hug.

Lucy breaks my heart when Jackson tells her he needs alone time with Sterling. Lucy realizes she’s a third wheel. Has been for awhile now. She is horrified by this. Luckily Tim saves her with an OT opportunity. Joining the DEA operation Nolan and Harper are running. Lucy instantly jumps on it. She looks so upset walking away from Jackson. My poor girl. I want to give her a hug. I wanna hug them both in this one. This OP was blessing in disguise for her to do though. We get the best part of the episode during the stakeout.

Lucy is "on the phone" with Rachel saying all the things she wishes Tim would engage her on. He’s shaking his head as she rambles on. It’s so funny. Telling “Rachel” she’s been using Jackson and Sterling as a crutch. That together they make the perfect BF. Saying how they’re safe and that's why she keeps choosing them. My heart. Tim interjects 'Who are you talking to? 'Cause he knows it’s not Rachel.

John interrupts asking if they want coffee? He is going on a run. Lucy is her adorable self and asks for a chai tea latte all excited. Tim cuts her off saying this is a stakeout he's not going to Starbucks LOL Lucy rolls her eyes at him. He’s such an ass sometimes but I love him dearly rough edges and all. John is so sweet tells her he’ll see if he can find her some vanilla creamer LMAO

Lucy returns instantly to her fake convo and Tim can’t take it any longer. Has to call her out in the most Tim Bradford way he can. By calling her and proving she isn’t on the phone…Lucy is mortified but answers LOL Poor girl she just wants to talk it out with her person. I’m a lot like Lucy in the way that I need to talk things out. If I don’t they’ll eat me alive. I have a compulsive need to confront things and not let them fester.

It’s good to have that person you can talk it out with. If you don’t you start to self advise and that’s never good. Tim is that for her. Her sounding board. To her she has a problem she reaches for the lifeline that is Tim to sort it out. So him denying her that catharsis is messing with her. Why she created this fake convo. It got his attention so in the end it worked.

What kills me the most with this scene is both their reactions honestly. Lucy for being utterly shocked Tim would think his opinion had lost any value post-Caleb. To her it never ever occurred to place any blame on him. To trust his gut or opinion any less because of her DOD trauma. Breaks my heart Tim doesn’t see this before they have this conversation. That he truly believes his opinion has lost its value in her eyes after Caleb.

Lucy is astonished he would think she doesn't want his POV. She lives for it. Its the most important one in her life. Tim is so very vulnerable with her with his follow up answer. So proud of him for this vulnerability BTW. Nothing scarier than being emotionally exposed with another person. You can see it written all his face. That guard is down. We see the toll this guilt has taken on him. He unburdens his soul to her. Tells what has been eating at him for months.

That his advice pushed her towards something that could’ve ended her life. Since then he has devalued his place in her life. Doesn’t find himself worthy to advise her in personal matters. He fought against it for so long. Then he gave in and Caleb happened. In his mind proving why he never should’ve gotten involved in the first place. Chiding himself for getting close to her and having that closeness which put her in danger.

Lucy truly had no idea the guilt he'd been carrying since 2x11. It’s six episodes later. At the earliest that's 6 weeks at the most its a little over 2 months if we include her recovery time. The latter is the more likely timeline. That’s a long time to be carrying a burden she never placed on him. She can't stand that he's done this to himself. Lucy immediately wants to put him at ease. Trying to offload that burden and chuck it far away. It never once crossed her mind he would take the sole responsibility. Because not for one second did she ever blame him for it.

She vehemently reassures him it wasn’t his fault. He could be told by everyone under the sun it wasn’t his fault. He wasn’t going to stop mentally flogging himself till Lucy forgave him. She is all the things he needs in this moment. Letting him know she thinks it’s ridiculous he would blame himself, that no one had any reason to suspect Caleb for what he was, and overall what happened wasn’t on him. Lucy is taking that weight off his shoulders and throwing it away. Never allowing him to pick it back up again.

He looks so damn relieved and honestly very vulnerable after she absolves him. It helps him start to close a self inflicted wound. Eric the king of facial expressions killing me softly in this scene. His eyes and the way he looks at her when she said wasn’t his fault. *heart clutch* He couldn’t even look at her till she said that. Then when he does he's in awe of her. Like he can't believe she doesn't blame him but is so grateful for her saying as such.

I love her also sharing it wasn’t hers either. It was not at all. (Growth for her too.) Looks like he's biting back his emotions when she lets Tim know how valued his opinion is. It's so sweet. He needed his sunshine human to apply some balm to his wounds. No one does it better than Lucy. She’s complimenting him while also reliving him of the guilt he’s been harboring for much longer than she would’ve liked.

Had she known this she would’ve absolved him the day after honestly. No way she would've wanted him carrying this guilt day in and day out. Her opinion matters so much to him. He NEEDED to hear her say these words. It had to come straight from Lucy or he’d never let it go. She reassured him that not only did she not blame him but his opinion was one that matters most to her. Two things that were in question for him. Quelled the storm in his soul.

It’s scenes like this that are the true building blocks to their foundation. Why they end up working so well in s5. I will die on this hill of loving every single moment of this slow burn. I’m so glad we had 4 seasons to truly make them rock solid. It was so necessary for them as a couple. I don’t regret the wait at all. Because piece by piece they were building toward ‘The Really Beautiful Place’ Lucy calls their relationship in 5x18. Everything happens for a reason for them before we get there. This is just another wonderful facet of it.

The minute he’s granted access and allowance to give her advice he doesn’t hold back. His way of showing he cares too. I love them so much for their ability to just bounce back like they do. After a deeply emotional and vulnerable chat they're right back to the banter. Easily fall back into teasing one another. Tim basically says in not so many words Emmett isn’t good enough for her.(I mean no one is but Tim lets be honest.)

Lucy probes and asks why he thinks that? Tim doesn't hesitate in the slightest. Saying he’s a firefighter for god sakes LMFAO. Clearly has a prejudice against them. For whatever Tim reason that may be. Lucy being all cute saying 'Yeah that’s what makes him so hot.' ha She’s not wrong the man is fine af.

Tim gets defensive and says he doesn’t want to talk about this if she gonna be contrarian about it. Which is Tim speak for being jealous let’s be real honest. Lucy doesn’t hesitate to call him out on it. God I love her. Jokes he’s just threatened by his ‘hunkiness’ I mean he is….his reaction alone proves that he is. It’s ok Tim she still thinks you’re smokin too. She just can’t have you just yet haha

I love them ending this scene on a funny bantery note. Shows how much Tim cares about her. The fact that he is allowing this conversation to even take place proves that. Indulging her in this. They’re so married with their banter. I Iove them sfm. Soulmate behavior the way she teases him about everything and he allows (and loves) it. We leave the scene smiling and laughing at these blissfully unaware idiots in love.

Harper has Lucy and Tim chase what they think is the decoy vehicle once their stakeout is made. They soon realize the decoy vehicle has their target and Nolan’s CI. They end up getting T-Boned in the pursuit of it. Hurts to watch. They're both knocked out cold. I adore how the first thing Tim asks when he comes to is if she’s alright. Always puts her first. The soft way he says ‘Chen’ then asks if she’s ok. It’s the little things I love so very much. ❤️

Emmett arrives on scene flirty as ever with Lucy. She decides to be honest with him. Tells him why she declined his date offer. That her social life is complicated right now. He is smooth af with his reply. Tells her once it’s not he’ll still be interested. Their scene ends pretty cute. This is so good for her. I’m really happy to see her get back out there. She really needed him to help her get over her DOD hump. Just like it’s nice to see Tim happy the same goes for Lucy. I love them both individually as as much as I do together. This cute flirt session is well deserved after all the trauma she’s been through.

Thus ends our episode for them. Such a damn good one for them. I love their building block episodes. They do depth and growth like no other. How I love them so.

Side Notes-Non Chenford

Nice to see Angela get her foot back in the door for Detective. Well earned after her fallout in S1.

Harper SL's and her backstory. Getting to watch her in UC action always fun to watch.

Thank you to those who take the time to like/comment and reblog. Means the world to me. Fuels me to do each review.

See you all in 2x18 :)

#Caitlin Rewatches The Rookie #chenford #chenford hiatus #summer rewatch #s2 #2x17 Control #The Rookie 2x17 #waiting on s6 #otp: doing my job #otp: you know me so well. too well.#otp: some things matter more #tim bradford #lucy chen #tim x lucy #lucy x tim #the rookie #eric winter #melissa o'neil #tim bradford x lucy chen

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twisted-wonderland-shenanigans · 1 year

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!!!!!

Since Kaiju Grim! Is bigger than lil Yuu! (Presumably - correct me if I'm wrong) does he, like, try to be a big bro? Do he scoop the tiny human (and fail because he's a clumsy fool) once he's emotionally attached? (I'm a sucker for familial bonds lmao)

Also also - are there any Kaiju who you feel would be confused as to what to do/how to react when they encounter Yuu and Grim (like how some people don't know how to hold babies and worry about how they seem so small and easy to accidentally bump or something - which I feel may be a Deuce thing to do hehe)

And on the flip side - any who would immediately be all grabby hands 'lemme see the babyyy!' type of deal (I know in my deepest heart and soul that Lilia would be like that) - or at least correcting other Kaiju on how to handle Grim and Yuu if they lift them up wrong (perhaps Leona?)

Kaiju!Grim is approximately the size of a medium-large horse (maybe a little bigger if you wanna imagine him carrying the main first year gang on his back!). c: Don’t worry, I’ll get a height chart out on these guys soon! It’s just a little tricky figuring out the best conversion for maximum fluff and terror. 😂

Anyway, yes! Grim would try to be a big brother to his tiny hooman sibling~! It takes a lil’ while though (just keep giving him yummy snacks, scritchies, and tummy rubs though, and he’ll be putty in your lil’ hands~!), and at first it might seem like he’s only with them so Crowley and Crewel don’t chew him out…literally and figuratively! But it does create situations like this:

Yuu: *-trying to reach for something hanging from a branch over the ledge of a nearby cliff-*

Grim: *-annoyed-* “If ya fall, I’m not gonna catch you.”

Yuu: *-hand slips and they pitch forward with a shriek-*

-0.2 seconds later-

Grim: *-half hanging over the edge, claws digging into the rock as Yuu dangles from his teeth by the seat of their pants-* “Ur ooh thupid!?!”

Don’t worry, he does care! He is family after all~ UvU (Found family is my ultimate weakness if you haven’t figured this out yet. If I could turn it into a hoodie, I’d never wanna take it off!)

Another sibling aspect is that Grim and Yuu would literally fit the “needs the get-along-sweater” because they keep getting into bickering fights with one another (especially when he tries to steal their food)…except, they don’t have a sweater. So how would this work? Easy:

Crewel and Crowley utilize the “discipline branch” by hanging/setting the two on the edge of a precarious branch on the highest point over the edge of a cliff, and neither of them can get down without getting injured or having one of their adoptive dads get them down. Needless to say, the moment Crewel gives the warning growl, both stop “misbehaving” and play the quiet game for a bit. 🤣

Now, as for the other Kaiju, yes, there would be some (*cough* ALL *cough*) who might struggle to figure out how to react to the smallest members of the “Teacher’s Pack” (this is just a placeholder name until I figure out what to call the staff in this AU 😅 Suggestions are open if anyone has any thoughts though!). Deuce and Jack were prime examples of Kaiju who would either freeze/lock up into a pure ball of anxiety worrying they’re going to knock them off/hurt them, or moving slowly—ever so slowly to keep them from falling.

Kinda like the kitten and bulldog from Looney Toons! (Except even bigger 😂)

Funny enough, Idia wound up climbing the highest point of a tree the moment the tiny human squeaked up at him unexpectedly (he was okay afterwards, just momentarily spooked! He grows fond of Yuu/MC/reader the same way his in-game self adores kitties, so he’ll likely want some human snuggles—an SSR event he never thought he’d get to experience!). Idia becomes one of Yuu’s biggest fans, if I’m being honest, because who can resist the tiny cuteness? 🥰😍🥰

On the flipside, Kaiju like Cater, Floyd, Rook, Ortho, and Lilia would absolutely be the ones who would be “I wanna see!!! Gimmie, gimmie, gimmie~!” towards Yuu and Grim (mostly Yuu). Unfortunately, more than half of this selection would have unintentionally given the two nightmares! 🤣

“But Faun! What about Kalim? Surely he’d be happy to see Yuu and Grim too!”

Well, dear reader, you’re right: he would be happy to meet them…under normal circumstances. Here in this AU, though, he had a rather bad series of interactions with humans in general. If they weren’t attacking him out of fear (before the researchers arrival), they were trying to capture him for his ability to create gold and jewels (pre- and post-researcher arrival but not the researchers themselves). He just wanted to make friends, but human fear and greed say no. ;^; (this is tied into how his in-game self would go through similar plots by the way, just on a monster scale!) Poor baby was so scared after one recent attempt left a scar on his nose, that he started pushing piles of his treasure hoard towards Yuu on first meeting and tried to hide. Q^Q

Have no fear, though! Like a skittish dog or cat and with gentle love and affection, our favorite ball of sunshine will be singing and playing with the tiny human friend in no time~! >w< In fact, you could say that Yuu is his first human friend ever to join his many other Kaiju friends!

Also, you’re right that a couple of the Kaiju (outside of the staff) would absolutely correct the others on how to properly carry the smol ones. Riddle and Vil are notorious for this, while Sebek might accidentally startle the one carrying them. XD Generally speaking, though, it takes a while for all of them to figure out what works, and in the end, Yuu/MC/reader will become the best Kaiju rodeo champion in the world! ÒvÓ

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland kaiju au #twst kaiju au #depending on whether ideas come to mind that make for good plot there might be changes #we'll just have to wait and see!

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Wow look an update relationship chart for the carnival au Minty (“the plushy”)

The non sentient relationship chart is assuming everyone else in the chart is not sentient as well

As always au by sm-baby also here a link to the template

Everyone relationship chart

Did not feel like drawing a new face so I just use the old one from the old relationship chart

Here my original post about her if you want to read it

More in-depth information about the relationship below and the old relationship chart along with full photo of my carnival oc.

Because I love making lore but hate having to actually drawing it out because I don’t know where to start.

Minty room is straight up a bedroom with lots of books, art supplies, and other things. The main game was to help organize items. Before her sentient she was more active also going over to visit room just like jax but she often was just in the background watching. After her sentient when everyone became more aggressive she became more fearful and stayed in her room for long periods of times.

Non sentient (“the Plushy”)

She hasn’t meet Caine or Bubble when she was non sentient but she would of been neutral towards Caine and found bubble adorable if they ever met when she was non sentient and they basically felt the same towards her.

I’m not sure if Able was present when everyone was non sentient but she would of find him nice and Able would of just slightly liked her character but not to much making him pretty neutral on her AI

She would have find Gangle very friendly and nice. she loved to sneak in and watch all the plays and even willing participate when asked. They both had a fondness for creative activities and she especially loved all the Fantasy story. Gangle found her very nice and friendly when she was non sentient even though she wasn’t the best actor.

She found Jax very fun to hang out no matter if he was planning a prank or not. Jax always did like hanging out with her in her room finding it both comfortable and entertaining with all her items she had in her. They often exchanged art supplies since they both were fans of creative arts. He did consider her a good friend to hang out with.

She always did love Kaufmo jokes even puns which she was specifically a fan of. Kaufmo loved that someone to laugh along his jokes and was happy to find someone who was a fan of puns since not many found them funny.

She loved how nice and kind both Kinger and Queenie And she looked up to them both on how lovely they were. They both found her adorable.

She found Zooble nice to hang around with since they were more of a chill person and pretty reasonable. Zooble find her in general nice and didn’t mind when she would come to hang out with them. Though they didn’t hang out alone much.

She found Ragatha room was her favorite since it was mainly nature and she loved her garden. But they didn’t really hang out much. Ragatha found her nice and friendly but she didn’t like how messy her room was though she did allow her to have some home grown food if she asked politely.

She loved how friendly Pomni was and she would say she was very close with Pomni both having kinda personalities when they were non sentient. It did help that they were both around the same height as well. Pomni would say she was a welcomed guest and enjoyed her presence.

Sentient (Minty)

Before Pomni was sentient she would often sneak off to her room and ramble to Pomni trying her best to pretend everything was normal after everyone else gained sentient. She find some sense of peace since everyone became more aggressive.

(Now I’m going to first person to reference everyone gaining sentience. I tried my best to make it in character but it not great and I’m also bad at spelling)

Minty— It’s kinda awkward to talk to someone that you been basically having a one sided conversation with for so long. At first I was worried she also would become overly aggressive like the other but she seems nice. I wonder if she remembers all my rants and rambling.

Pomni— She seems nice. Her room does seem like a huge mess and she doesn’t interact with the other much….

Minty— she honestly scares me. While she kind at first but she often screams and tries to attack me after I make some dumb mistake it is my fault after all for being so forgetful so I don’t hate her. I think she worried about me sometimes because some days I would find fruits,vegetables, or seed after I haven’t left my room for a while. I wish I could visit her room more often because I love the seanery in there but I fear upsetting her.

Ragatha— She such a slob and her room always a mess. She practically a dust bunny with how much a mess her room is. She really should clean after herself more. She really needs to get out of her room more often it not healthy to stay locked up in their for so long. I worry for her health even though she such a mess I guess she means no harm.

Minty— I never knew they were so strong before I’m honestly kinda impressed. They aren’t as mean as everyone else and they still seem kinda chill it just kinda awkward to talk to them now…

Zooble—She seem really reclusive I don’t really talk to her much. She seems nice at least.

Minty— She was always so nice to me and I get her anger when it comes to the collar. Often times I don’t even remember what I did before I shocked . It must of really hurt to get shocked over and over again.

Queenie—She still sweet as always. Such a tiny little thing. Hopefully she stays out of trouble.

Minty— He seems really out of it sometimes he the nicest and sweetest, sometimes he of on some odd tangent. He really scares me the most when he more … manic? Almost like he on some crazy power trip and when I’m around I’m kinda on alert due to how fast he changes. I don’t hate him at the end of the day. I just miss when things were simpler. I do like his bug collection. My personal favorite is the brown June bug. They fly so silly and they are always so ticklish when they walk on my hand. I always feel bad when I see one walking out in the open so I always try to put them in a place where they’re safe. I kinda relate to them in some ways. Maybe that why he called me a scarab.

Kinger— Little scarab! Yeah she such a sweet anxious little scarab. I wish she would get out of her room more.

Minty— I’m glade he tried to keep making jokes after everything even if they did get more depressing over time. I really do still like most his jokes do distract me just for the tiniest bit.

Kaufmo—I’m glade my joke are helping at least one person.

Minty— It’s awkward to say. He terrifies me. I mess when we used to be friends. It kinda scary how much one person can be so aggressive. When he was locked up I used to just spy on him to see how he was doing. It honestly makes me more scared of him to see how much he spiraled. When it first started he used to come into my room and take out his anger on some items I had. Almost like a wreck room since my room can reset. Then I snapped I yelled at him to get out after and I just started throwing items. That when i think it first started for me. We tried to make up after a while but after a while our relationship went on a down hill.

Jax— What about the celler rat. Yeah sure she whatever…..

Minty— She seems a bit manic. At least she not too aggressive. Just more bossy…

Gangle— While she not performer she quite adorable at least she trying but she need to do better. She great at setting up higher up props.

Minty— Honestly he seems nice and friendly I like him. He does seem to care and at least he never broke any one of my items in my room.

Able— Her room a mess of course I had to clean it up. Sadly the resets make it hard to keep it clean for long.

Minty— If Pomni can trust him he surly must not have any bad intention. I do like his personality in general he a very happy person.

Caine— it’s seems like her sentient have effected her very differently compared to the other. She not as aggressive as the other but it does seem like she doesn’t want to leave her room and seems very attached to all the items inside despite how her room is.

Minty— Bubble is really adorable and looks so huggable.

Bubble— She smells like mint.

#tadc carnival au #MintySweetArt #carnival au #the amazing digital carnival #Tadc #Tadc oc #carnival au oc #I should of been doing my work instead of working on this #The Plushy #C!Minty

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sknmannn · 9 months

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Splatoon oc shiz again~

Just putting it out here, all of my OCs are off different sub species of inklings/octolings inspired by real species!

Gyaru and Ane

The sisters are of a firefly squid x spear squid mix. They do in fact have glow marks only visible at night as well as having more pointy longer and narrower ears than a normal inkling would.

Their squid form looks normal…except the fact that their mantles are elongated making them look larger and narrower than standard.

Juuni

He’s an albino california two-spot octopus. While it is visible that he’s albino with his eye mask being white due to lack of melanin, the two spots are located on his upper back as tattoos shaped like eyes.

His octopus form is also pretty normal, only thing that’s different is that he’s pretty much white and the spots are visible on each side of his head.

Tag

He’s a coconut octopus. His tentacles are relatively curly, even his sideburns are curled up. Though he’s currently rocking the dreadlocks so you don’t get to see his curly tentacles in full glory :(

BUT, his octopus form does show his curly tentacles in full glory so that’s a plus!

Natsu

He’s a blue-ringed octopus. The tip of his tentacles have a slight blu-ish tint to it, along with a more blu-ish tint on the rings/spots on the tentacles.

However when aggressive, Natsu’s tentacles take on a more bright and vibrant blue, his iris will take be visible from a white/transparent to a blue-to-yellow gradient.

His fingertips will also have a blue gradient to it with faint blue veins running through his arms and neck. Not to worry though, Natsu’s relatively docile even though his ass is supposed to eat his damn mandatory suppressing medication that neutralises his venom in his saliva and weakening his muscles and aggressive thoughts

(A HC of mine where species of a venomous and/or aggressive nature are given mandatory suppressants to protect the rest of the citizens of the Splatoon world)

Natsu’s octopus form would just be the standard octo aquatic form but with blue tints to his tentacles and rings.

(WOW THAT IS A LOT OF THE WORD “BLUE” )

Ryōmen and his brothers

Ever wonder why the Yakumans are so fucking huge when you saw the height chart on my other posts? Well here’s your answer: they’re Humbolt squids.

Other than the massive size, they have razor sharp teeth as well as small tiny teeth inside of their suction cups.

Like Natsu, they were supposed to eat medication but them running a family-owned gang and them curating a hidden black market where other Inkopolis citizens can eat…y’know—“premium” fish/squid/octopus meat means that the brothers clearly did not even touch even one pill.

As humbolts, they do in fact eat those “premium” meat and even occasionally meat of other humboldt inklings, in order to maintain their body strength.

(HC part 2, difference between the suppressants venomous species eat vs the ones aggressive/strong species eat is: VS suppressants mainly neutralise the venom mostly and AS suppressants are drowsy and weaken the muscles greatly.)

Their squid form is your standard squid form but WAY bigger, but smaller than kraken size and their suction cups still have those teeth.

Enperry and Emin

They’re both completely the same as Gyaru & Ane.

And if you guys haven’t noticed it yet, the Maguro sisters are in fact the same people as the Kumonryu brothers. They’re just crossdressing as male idols to hide their identity for safety purposes.

Gyaru=Enperry

Emin=Ane

That’s all the OC notes I have (for now), thanks so much if you read all of it <333

#splatoon oc #splatoon manga #splatoon:haemo #ketsuika #inkling #octoling #splatoon hc #splatoon headcanon #headcanons #subspecies #oc notes #splatoon

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