#also these are NOT ship fankids. for the record

[awnrii]

not to be cringe… fankid ocs

#awnrii art #homestuck #homestuck fanart #the premise is these guys run a session that directly mirrors the main session #also these are NOT ship fankids. for the record #homestuck oc #homestuck fankid #homestuck fanadventure #mspfa #awnrii ocs #delta kids

[quibbs126]

this is a obscure rare ship but

eclair x almond fankid??

This is one long in the requests (I think nearly a year now), Cashew Cookie

So as I recall, her job is that she catalogues and records magical artifacts that come into Parfaedia. She studies their properties and uses, writes them down and then makes sure they get sent to their correct placement, so potential catastrophe doesn't occur in the city. She takes her job very seriously and can be a bit of a stick in the mud, she has basically no social life. She doesn't mind because it means she can do her job, but it means she's not the most pleasant to be around and she's not good at interacting with people

Cashew's name comes from the fact that they're a nut that's a similar color to Eclair's hair. Originally I was trying to find a pastry made with almonds (that wasn't already used), and I was struggling to find something, until someone eventually suggested cashew to me

Cashews:

Honestly I think her glasses look a bit off. Like they're too plain or small

Anyways, so her hair is supposed to be shaped like cashews. Her hat is also supposed to be a reference to cashews, since they come from this red/orange fruit (and also I felt like I didn't draw enough hats on characters)

I made her hair partially segmented to reference Eclair, and gave her a slight secondary color to reference Almond

I admit, her overall design may be plain, definitely more so than her dads, but I mean, I think overall her design works. Could also fit in with her antisocial vibe (though realistically she would probably be a boring looking official design)

Anyways yeah, I don't really have much to say on Cashew, but I think she's neat, and I hope you like her (and I'm sorry this took so long to answer)

#cookie run #cookie run kingdom #eclair cookie #almond cookie #cookie run oc #fankid #fanchild #cashew cookie #my ocs #my art #requests #answers

[kraefishh]

RAINE

Multiples of 5, + #23 + Bonus question of your choosing.

*cracks knuckles* yeah alright

i'm answering #23 first and the rest will be under the cut just for the sake of knowing how long this post is probably going to get. SO!!

#23. Favorite picture of this character?

if we want just pictures of Raine alone-- THESE TWO IMAGES IN PARTICULAR THANK YOU VERY MUCH. both are by Dana Terrace. the Link one in particular makes me lose my MIND and if you haven't seen it before i needed you to see it now.

moving on to the other questions~~

#5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?

Just about every time i listen to tongues & teeth by the crane wives i think about them..... namely this animatic. that is the only one i can think of at the moment.

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#10. Could you be best friends with this character?

Probably not best friends??? But I do think we'd get along quite well!! I had a habit of making friends with just about all of my teachers and Raine is very much... mentor esc. I mean they did teach, at one point. Point stands! As someone who is very musically inclined, we would simply bond over that.

They are also the kind of person you can sit in silence with for HOURS and it not be awkward. Sure we would probably have music playing, but their company is not inherently prone to chaos without an external push for it.

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#15. What's your favorite ship for this character? (Doesn't matter if it's canon or not.)

Okay well this question was literally just an excuse for me to talk about Raeda, I see. I even went out of my way to include Raine-only pictures!! [dramatic sigh] I guess I'll just have to include my thoughts.

Ahem-- Raeda. It's... That's obvious, if you know me at all. Eda is my favorite Owl House character. And I knew before even starting the show itself that I was going to get attached to Raine. You put in a character who is musically inclined, a nerd, a genuine person and was best friends with your favorite character?? Yeah of course I was going to love them together.

Hell I made a fankid for them. Two fankids, actually. I haven't done that shit in years. I made a playlist for them 3 days after my friend and I finished the show entirely. That was a new record. I went several months with songs in my back pocket about a separate ship before making the playlist.

They make me feel so normal.

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#20. Which other character is the ideal best friend for this character, the amount of screentime they share doesn't matter?

OH HANDS DOWN DARIUS. Those two were obviously the two that sat in the back of the class silently judging everyone. Like I love all of the Hagsquad equally (Eda, Lilith, Raine, Darius, Alador, Odalia(?)) but there's something about those two making fun of each other in all of the... few SPEAKING SCENES they share that really got to me.

Those two single-handedly came up with a plan to take down their corrupt government (With obviously the help of Eber, I can't forget Eber). Even if they happened to misunderstand each others' goals during their times as Coven Heads for most of it, I think they had that mutual understanding of hatred towards their situation.

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#25. What was your first impression of this character? How about now?

Like I said in #15, I walked into the show already knowing who they were, at least vaguely. I knew they were Eda's ex and I knew that they meant well. And already knew that they weren't inherently evil.

Coming out of watching it, holy SHIT THEY CAN'T CATCH A BREAK, CAN THEY???? NEVER ONCE DID THE CREW GIVE RAINE WHISPERS A FUCKING BREAK, HUH?? GOOD LORD.

I love them so very dearly they are genuinely one of the most powerful characters in the entire show and I live by that statement. What a fucking power move they pulled just about every time we saw them.

'Them's The Breaks, Kid' solidified my growing love for them. They're so silly but they could break your fucking bones, and I respect that.

#raine whispers #krae answers #thanks magik #toh

[missholoska]

last week I encountered a short fanfic in which Frisk accidentally calls Sans ‘dad’ for the first time and my brain refused to let me think about anything else for several days until I doodled some family fluff 💙

#undertale #sans #frisk #dunkle sans #dad sans #soriel #soriel fankid #soriel fanchild #undertale pacifist family #neue femur #holoskart #undertale art #doodles #in my headcanons frisk starts out calling him uncle but thinks up the 'dunkle' pun after he and toriel start dating (he was very proud) #and then somehow over time he ends up becoming their second smaller dad and they kinda alternate between dunkle and dad from there #for the record I do think it's valid for people to prefer asgore being frisk's only fatherly figure but. personally: #the idea of sans either accidentally falling into the dad role or getting helplessly dragged into it by frisk just destroys my heart :'> #also I should hope this goes without saying but do not tag as ship or I will fill your house with ants

[space-cat-in-a-teacup]

Okay but a genetic concoction of Ibara Shiozaki and Momo Yaoyorozu would actually make a terrifying fankid

Reason: The combo of their quirks could result in a quirk where they can make any sort of plant from the proteins/lipids in their body, just so long as they know said plant’s genetic make-up. It’s similar to Momo’s Creation Quirk, but exclusively for plants.

Which at first doesn’t sound like much. Okay, basically plant powers. So what?

Imagine this kid knowing the genetic make-up of a cactus.

And then being able to toss fucking cacti and people in the middle of battle.

Like I dunno about you, but someone who can just hit someone with a fist full of cactus needles sounds kinda terrifying.

(Also, we better hope that this kid is limited on how big they can make said plants, because otherwise a giant venus flytrap is 100% an option and that? That is horrifying. I love it.)

#my tumblr my talks #fankid thoughts #for the record I don't think I'm gonna tag these things with whatever characters/ships I mention in them #just because I don't know if this is the kinda content people want in their tags #maybe I'll change my mind on that later? #but for now it's just #mha fankid #also the fact this fankid has a chance for green hair? hell yeah sign me up

[princekirijo]

if i were to ask you for a yukamitsu infodump would you do it?

Speaking of which, can we have a yukamitsu infodump?

Anon I am vibrating at the speed of light that's how happy you've just made me. I will infodump about them no problem no questions asked. This got ridiculously long so I have to put a read more in. Enjoy me incomprehensibly screaming about my favorite ship of all time 💀

Ok so yukamitsu. It's honestly my favorite ship/pairing out of any media ever because I think it's so well done and there's a LOT of material for it in canon. So ok to start off the beginning. It's very obvious from the start that Yukari dislikes/distrusts Mitsuru because she blames her for what happened to her father (she's basically the closest she can get to the Kirijo Group so I can understand why she directs most of her anger at her). Now Mitsuru I think can tell that Yukari doesn't like her but doesn't let it show that it bothers her. I think it does upset Mitsuru a little because we see her getting sad at Yakushima when Yukari lashes out at her and also after the love hotel mission. Speaking of the love hotel mission in the female route as far as I know they can literally end up in a room together under the influence of the shadow (like femc and Akihiko and it's very heavily implied that the same thing happened because Mitsuru gets very flustered and says "oh nothing happened") which is like mega gay. So there is tension between the two at the start for good reason to be honest.

But after the Yakushima stuff Yukari starts to shift the blame towards the Kirijo Group itself as opposed to Mitsuru so the tension between them alleviates a bit. Now the drama CD that I listened to yesterday was set during the summer school stuff. And in that the tension between the two was present BUT it was now because Yukari was annoyed with Mitsuru over something that she couldn't quite understand. Until she realizes that it wasn't Mitsuru that was upsetting her exactly but herself. Because she could see that Mitsuru was taking on too much work AND YUKARI COULDN'T FIND A WAY TO HELP HER. She was upset with her own helplessness to help Mitsuru if that makes sense. Mitsuru realizes that Yukari was upset with her taking on too much responsibility and the cd ends with Mitsuru asking Yukari specifically to help her with student council work because she wanted to spend time with her DEAR FRIEND and COMPANION. Now look that's pretty gay if you ask me ok. I don't go out of my way to hang out with friends and call them my companions unless I'm crushing/interested in them in that way. Also to make amends Mitsuru offers Yukari the use of her private shower which you know, that's a pretty big deal.

Then fast forward a few months (big P3 spoilers here) and we get to Mitsuru's dad dying and Yukari recovering the true recording of her dad. The recording is important because it basically removes any of the blame Yukari had towards Mitsuru over her dad dying by showing that her dad sacrificed himself to stop the crazy experiments and also showed that Yukari's dad loved her. So Yukari knows what it's like to lose a parent you're close to. And she can see that Mitsuru is in so much pain from losing her own father. She goes looking for her just before the Kyoto trip because she heard she wasn't going and convinces her to come because she knew it would do her good. Then god the Kyoto scene. THE KYOTO SCENE MAN KILLS ME. Mitsuru breaking down and admitting that her whole reason for fighting was to protect her father (which nobody else knew) and now he was gone she didn't have a reason to live. Then Yukari literally slapping some sense into her and reminding her that she had other reasons to live and that she had to uphold her father's legacy and get rid of the dark hour for both their fathers' sakes. And then Mitsuru turning around and thanking Yukari and asking her to stand by her side until the end. Ok aside from that sounding weirdly like a marriage vow (til death do us part pretty fucking gay Mitsuru) it's also a sign that Mitsuru is starting to trust others. The only other time she ever made a vow/promise similar to this is to herself to protect her father and relieve him of his burden no matter what. AND YET HERE SHE IS MAKING A SIMILAR VOW TO YUKARI. A VOW THAT CAUSES HER TO AWAKEN TO HER ULTIMATE PERSONA AND STRENGTH HER RESOLVE TO LIVE AND DEFEAT THE DARK HOUR NO MATTER WHAT. Don't touch me I am CRYING. Also in the middle of all that Yukari is like "oh let's take a bath together" and Mitsuru BLUSHES. Mitsuru only blushes twice in the main story (not including her Social Link). And both of those times as because of Yukari. Also I'm sorry who asks if you want to take a bath together I don't know about you but I'm not gonna turn around to my "best friend" and be like ahaha wanna take a bath and get naked together :] like who does that Yukari unless you're pretty gay for said person.

Then ok I could sit here and scream about the drama CDs New Moon and Full Moon (which fun reminder that they are canon :]) but this is super long already and I still have more to talk about. But they happen after the Kyoto trip and are incredibly gay. The whole thing can be summed up by Yukari shooting down a helicopter to save Mitsuru and "aiming with the power of her heart". She says that word for word by the way. Oh and Mitsuru's mother literally approves of their relationship and wants to meet Yukari.

Then after that there's just little scenes between them. For example in December when all of SEES are deciding what to do about Ryoji. Mitsuru goes into Yukari's room to talk to her about the whole thing and the first thing Yukari says is "aww are you feeling lonely ;)" in a really teasing (borderline flirty imo) voice and Mitsuru giggles and is like "are you teasing me". Like that little exchange is so playful and it's so nice to see them just bonding casually given everything that's happened between them before. And then they both resolve not to give up and to fight Nyx together no matter what. Which is super cute and gay. There's also a scene around this stage in the fourth movie where Yukari seems to be almost suicidal and Mitsuru getting really concerned about her. This even leads to Io (because the ultimate personas don't show up until the very end in the movies which was weird but anyway) trying to attack Yukari and Mitsuru and the others freaking out. I'm not doing that scene justice because it's been a while since I saw the last movie but it's very gay.

Then there's the Answer. After Yukari breaks down at the thought of not being able to rescue the Protagonist who comforts her?? Mitsuru. Mitsuru tells her that she didn't actually agree with what she was doing but she didn't want Yukari to fight alone and wanted to repay her for helping her deal with the loss of her father. And then she says she considers Yukari standing by her side during the main story was one of the most cherished moments of her life. Because remember up until this point Mitsuru had massive difficulty opening up to anyone and Yukari was the first person she truly opened up to. This scene makes me cry every time because like to see Mitsuru be so supportive of Yukari and gently reminder that she has friends to lean on and their hug just makes me so soft and tender.

That's all the canon stuff. As for my own feelings well I really started shipping them because of everything that happens in canon but like the idea of them ending up together makes me so happy and soft. Both of them had pretty rough childhoods and they both lost their fathers whom they were close to so like they understand each other on a fundamental level. Yukari was the first person that Mitsuru ever properly opened up to and Yukari also really cares for Mitsuru even when she was apprehensive of her and blamed her for the death of her father. I just think they're perfect for each other and the idea of them being happily married makes me so soft. Which is pretty much why I have a whole au about my fankids for them.

Ultimately I just think that their relationship in canon is really powerful and really well done. The ship is a beautiful example of enemies to friends to lovers and I just love them with all my little gay heart.

#persona 3 #mitsuru kirijo #yukari takeba #yukamitsu #anon you are my new favorite person on this planet #this took over an hour to answer yikes #i hope to god this makes sense #but man i think about yukamitsu and i go feral #i have a super soft spot for domestic yukamitsu hence my au 💀💀💀💀 #if you read this whole thing then fucking congratulations cause this was a mess 💀💀💀💀 #i had so much fun doing it though thank you 🥺🥺🥺 #BRO I DIDN'T EVEN TALK ABOUT ARENA ULTIMAX #THAT'S GAY AS FUCK TOO GOD #THESE BITCHES JUST GAY

[gwens-fiction]

Welcome Post

Hi! I’m Gwen. Currently applying for a PhD in wildlife and fisheries. I’m 24, have two younger siblings, and 6 pets (3 dogs, 2 rabbits, and a cat). I write a lot of fanfiction for the Penguins of Madagascar fandom, but I also write on original things, too.

Main Penguins of Madagascar Fanfics:

-A Scientific Match

Summary: Kowalski, a penguin scientist, has tried again to build his Love-u-Lator invention. After a few scans of nothing, the device suggests a potential soul-mate match in New Jersey. He chooses to follow the device to see if his device is working properly (and potentially find himself some romance).

-A Scientific Conundrum

Summary: Sequel to A Scientific Match, Kowalski and Francis now find themselves in the situation of figuring out the conundrum that is their newly established relationship and all its ups and downs. Join them as they face new challenges such as Blowhole's family, other enemies, and whatever chaotic situation they manage to get themselves into. A Kowalski x Blowhole (Franski) fic. (Other minor focus ships may appear later).

-Scientist Overboard

Summary:  Francis and Kowalski have been dating for over a year when Kowalski and the others go on a mission out at sea. Kowalski finds himself washed overboard during a bad storm, waking up without any memory on an island. He and his spirit guide then attempt to return to New York while the others try to find him. A Blowhole x Kowalski fic.

-Haunted Mansion

Summary: Blowhole, Kowalski, and their children decide to go on a family vacation, but get sidetracked by a haunted mansion's advertisement that Blowhole couldn't pass up. Will include 2 guest OCs of my friend @insert-meaningful-username . A Franski fic with bonus fankids.

-Caretaker of Madagascar

Summary: Some believe misfortune can bring people together. Others believe that destiny has the power to interconnect lives, whether those lives wanted to or not. Call it a coincidence. Call it fate. Call it a despicable force of nature. Either way, nothing could've stopped the fact that Bridget Ailith, a cantankerous new zookeeper, found herself forced to team up with the Penguins to undo a machine's disastrous effects. Doesn't help that those penguins are now— (CO-written with @insert-meaningful-username)

Original WIPs

-Harris & Bell

Summary: Gregory and Kendall are investigating a series of murders that have been appearing by the Thames. Not only is a killer on the loose, but their ability to continue working alongside the police is at risk as Chief McIntosh is under review. The two have to show that they are useful compatriots to the department, even if their methods are….questionable occasionally.

-Hidden Earth Chronicles

Summary: Local Necromancer Vasco has just returned home to find his beloved wife missing. He tries getting help but everyone tells him she must have left him and to get over it, but he knows his Estella too well for that to be the case.

-Obscure Science

Summary:  Rejected scientist Dr. Darwin Rose finds new employment with an off-the-record agency that focuses on well…obscure and bizarre occurrences, whether they be paranormal, supernatural, fantastical, or seem like something from science fiction, this agency investigates it all. Darwin is paired up with another scientist, Dr. Cassidy Blue, and together they have some crazy escapades. 

-Tropical Storm

Summary: Martin along Evy and Diego, are newly moving into the San Diego Zoo. However, Martin’s life is unexpectedly rocked when a secret agent accidentally drops a piece of top secret spy equipment among his belongings. Now he’s been recruited by the local espionage squad. Together they keep the zoo safe from assorted enemies, as well as face international threats.

-My Baby’s a Werewolf

Summary: Single Dad, Sebastian’s, toddler daughter, Amber, gets bitten by a “big dog” one evening at the park and becomes a little werepup. Now her dad is handling the pressures of being a single dad as well as trying to get his daughter back to normal.

#writerblr #writblr #wips #original wips #welcome page #long post

[inscribed-in-asteroids]

AN: Here’s chapter four! We get into some character interaction.

Title: The Ripple Effect

Canon Characters: Entrapta, Hordak, Scorpia, Perfuma, Mermista, Seahawk, mentions Catra and Adora

Original Characters/Fankids: Odessa, Hydrangea, Tristan, features Adam and Molly

Pairing (i.e. ones having actual moments): Entrapdak, Scorfuma

Rating: M

Read on AO3. It always has more info there.

                                                      Venture

Entrapta places her recorder in her pocket, done for the time being. There have been advancements in the settlement on Beast Island. It continues to grow in size and technology, and contains more portals than other places on Etheria. Most places only have one portal, with Bright Moon having a few. The Whispering Woods contains the second-highest amount after Beast Island, predominantly so that if anyone gets lost, they will eventually find a portal and land in one of the main kingdoms, with that particular portal having that kingdom’s crest.

She and her lab partner have been diligent in the upkeep of Beast Island. It had taken time for the island to become fertile. First One’s tech had buried its roots deep within the earth, far below what anyone but drones could see. Soil had melded with machine, somehow: dirt containing minerals that were not of Etheria, and when they attempted to dig out the First One’s tech—mostly from the other princesses’ insistence that it be done—they learned their mistake when slumbering beasts and inanimate plants had sprung to life and attempted to kill them. That had been terri-fun-fying!

But it did confirm what Hordak and she suspected: Beast Island and the First One’s tech had morphed into one gigantic organism. A problem to be sure, however, they also proposed a radical hypothesis: by changing the code of First One’s tech, they could alter the parasitic relationship to a symbiotic one. That had been a major doozy, since there was so much, but it worked! The island had released its many species from its catatonic state, and they had called She-Ra to aid the process run smoother with her magic.

The First One’s tech proved to be a valuable asset in not only repairing Beast Island, but creating a thriving metropolis that used the natural resources and ancient machinery available. Buildings, bridges, plumbing, aqueducts, everything made by Horde clones was molded around the landscape. They were determined to function alongside the proper residents of Beast Island.

 It really surprised everyone how well they behaved when not obeying the rules of a tyrannical madman.

Entrapta found life on Beast Island exciting and peaceful at the same time. Being the princess of Dryl, she would still go to her old home, but she pretty much gave it to Wrong Hordak and the other clones who desired to live a little closer to the other kingdoms, to mend relations and have a better comprehension of the way Etheria works. Hordak’s brothers were curious, inventive and engaging once they were free, and went through rehabilitation to cope with the loss of Prime.

They were all so cute!

Entrapta looks to her left, watching Hordak move around the room. He keeps his eyes on the clipboard, hair falling over his forehead. He taps the back of it with his fingers, humming to himself as he kneels down to inspect a piece of equipment.

Entrapta smiles, propping her cheek against her hand.

Hordak senses a gaze on him, and he looks at her, smiling, “Did you need anything?”

“No, I’m content,” she says. But none as cute as him.

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Odessa disembarks first, greeted by several of her uncles, her parents and siblings. Imp flies toward her, landing lightly against her back. She instinctively moves to the piggyback position, kissing his cheek. Emily whirs happily, and she leans over to kiss the top of her dome.

“Find anything fascinating?” Imp plays back in Entrapta’s voice.

“Yes! There was a lot on the flagship that we had to explore,” she says.

“Ooh, what’d you get?” Entrapta herself asks, hanging upside down from a rafter.

“I’ll show you in a bit. Right now, I need these two to go,” Odessa says, annoyed.

“Your friends?” Hordak asks, confused.

“No,” she points at Adam and Molly, who are standing behind Tristan and Hydrangea.

“What are you two doing there?” Entrapta asks.

Adam, shameless, grins at her, “Oh, we snuck up on the ship! It was awesome!”

Entrapta blinks, surprised by this development. She furrows her brows, “Wait, so you two were on the ship for that long?”

“Yeah, it was great!” Adam says, jumping over to stand by Odessa. “Can’t wait to do it again!”

Odessa glares at him, the urge to grind him underfoot intense, “You could’ve jeopardized the mission!”

“Uh, but we didn’t? I don’t see the problem,” Adam replies, folding his arms.

“The problem is that we had to have two additional people on board! Our supplies were meant for three, you’re lucky we had spares!”

Entrapta moves in, looking at Adam, holding his arms out with her hair, “Ooh, so you used my suits! Tell me, did it affect your mobility? What was your heartrate? Can you grab me your suit so I can scrape your skin cells off the inside?”

“Mom, please,” Odessa begs. “I want to yell at this idiot!”

“I know, sweetie, but can’t it wait ‘til after I pluck some hairs?”

“No way, you can’t go plucking my hair!” Adam protests.

Odessa whirls on him, poking his shoulder not-too-gently, “You get involved with my mission and you think you’re in any position to object to anything!”

Hydrangea approaches her, “Des, calm down.”

“I’ll calm down when he gets out of my sight! Having to deal with you for this long was torture!”

Entrapta hovers over Adam’s head, measuring his body with her tape, lost in thought. 

“Entrapta,” Hordak says, getting her, and their, attention. “Perhaps this is the time to lay out ground rules.”

“Oooh, gotcha!” Entrapta swings over to him, sitting atop her hair in a swift motion. She nods at Hordak.

He walks forward, hands behind his back, coming up to Adam and Molly. Molly shrinks under his scrutiny, while Adam has the decency to look like he fucked up for once. “I will send the two of you home by portal immediately. I will be speaking with your mothers to inform them of your behavior, to ensure neither of you tell them anything different.”

Molly groans inwardly, knowing she’ll be the only one to care. Adam is likely forgetting everything as it’s said.

Adam’s ears flatten against his head, annoyed, “Dude, no offense, but we didn’t do anything to risk her mission.”

“It is not a matter of you managing to be competent aboard the ship,” Hordak chastises. “It is the matter that you were not privy to the information or mission itself to begin with. Your inability to think ahead has always been a problem.”

“But—”

“Do not argue with me,” Hordak whispers, deadly quiet, leaning close. At Adam’s silence, he pulls back. “The two of you will accompany me to the portal now. Come.”

Adam keeps from huffing, crossing his arms, ears pressed to his head. Molly rubs her left arm, looking over her shoulder.

Tristan meets her gaze, giving her a reassuring smile.

With that, she follows her brother and Hordak.

Odessa turns to her mother once they’re out of range, “I found some things on the ship that I know you’ll be interested in.”

Entrapta squeals, “Oooh, I can’t wait to see it!”

Hydrangea yawns, patting Entrapta’s shoulder, “I’ll have to see you all tomorrow, I need to go home and see how things have been.”

“Aaaaw, so soon?” Entrapta asks.

“Unfortunately,” Hydrangea says, hugging her tight. “I’ll be back later after I get some rest.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Gea,” Odessa says, opening her arms for a hug of her own. Hydrangea shakes her a little, the two laughing, before heading toward the portal. Odessa looks up, “What about you, Tris?”

He shrugs, “I don’t have anywhere to be.”

“You’re welcome to hang out with us!” Entrapta shouts.

Emily spins in place, beeping with excitement.

“Awesome,” Tristan says, giving Imp a high-five as he flies around his head. “I can hang out with your siblings while you and your Mom talk science.”

Odessa touches her mother’s shoulder, “So, do you think Dad is going to be gone a while?”

“He does have to talk to Adora and Catra, so probably,” she replies.

“Okay, because maaaybe I should show you one of the things I found without him.”

Tristan raises a brow, while Entrapta blinks in puzzled silence.

                                                              -

“Oh my,” Entrapta breathes, peering into the case. “That’s my girl! Not a single mark or blemish on it.”

Odessa grins, “I know! It came out perfect.”

“Are you sure you don’t want to let your dad know?” Entrapta asks a second time. “I think he might find it interesting, too.”

Odessa’s lips are pursed for a moment, folding her arms across her chest. She sighs, “It’s not that I don’t want to tell Dad. I’ll ask him some questions to hint about it, I suppose, but I don’t know how he will feel about it.”

“I think it would be best to be upfront,” Entrapta says.

Odessa bites her lip, uncertain.

Entrapta continues to study the brain in the jar. These discoveries could be important, but she understands her daughter’s concern. Hordak has been making reparations for decades now, but when it enters especially sensitive territory about his time serving Horde Prime, he becomes sullen, despondent and incapable of holding a good mood. She doesn’t blame her husband either. That’s a part of his past that continues to pain him. The years have softened his heart, and he feels shame and guilt every day for things he had done. She doesn’t want to lie to him, but she doesn’t want to hurt him either.

She imagines that’s how her daughter feels. Ethical dilemmas are her least favorite kind.

“I will see how he feels by implication,” Odessa reaffirms. “I won’t do more than that, at present.”

Entrapta nods, not liking any of this, but standing by her child’s decision. She takes the jar in her hands, “We will study it later. Why don’t you go and take this to your room?”

“Alright, I’ll put it away real quick. I’ll be back to show you and Dad the other thing I found,” Odessa says, jumping toward the ceiling and heading into the vents.

Entrapta sighs, then her smile returns when she hears Hordak’s voice from behind, conversing with Tristan.

“You’re more than welcome to spend the night,” Hordak offers, clasping his hands behind his back. “We have plenty of rooms to accommodate your needs.”

Entrapta bounds over, eager, “We’re having mini pancakes in the morning!”

Tristan smiles at them, “Thank you! I’d be happy to.”

Odessa hops down at this moment, grabbing him into a headlock, “Cool! If Gea was here, it’d be like old times!”

Chuckling, Tristan pats her forearm, signaling for release, and she obliges. He gives a yawn and stretches, “I’m gonna head to bed, then.”

“Imp, Emily, can you show him to his room?” Odessa asks.

More than happy to, the three exit the room, leaving Odessa and her parents in the sanctum. She walks to her bag, “There wasn’t much on the flagship, but I did discover this.”

Hordak and Entrapta stare at shining fragments, clattering softly on the table. Entrapta holds one in a hair strand, “Pretty! Where was this?”

“It seemed to have been located in one of Prime’s trophy rooms.”

“Look, hon,” Entrapta says, holding it up to Hordak. “The craftsmanship for this must’ve been delicate and precise.”

Hordak takes it between his fingers, inspecting it slowly, quietly. It does have an air of elegance. He somewhat recalls seeing it before in that room. Lined with trinkets from planets no longer around. Hordak frowns, placing it on the table, “Did you find anything else?”

Odessa considers her words carefully. She says, “I did find an area that had past Primes.”

“Was it intact?”

“More than we expected.”

“Did anything of consequence come about?”

“I did interact with one of the bodies,” Odessa tells him. “But it’s nothing that important.”

Hordak peers closely at her, and Entrapta glances at the ground, trying not to pull down her mask.

“An entire vicinity filled with inanimate bodies, and you didn’t do anything with them?” Hordak asks.

“Not really. I turned one on by accident, though, so I got to take a close look at it.”

“That must’ve been elucidating, on some degree, I suppose,” Hordak scowls, tilting his head. He adds, “Well, there’s no need to go to the flagship anymore.”

“I know, Dad,” Odessa says, sitting on the table. “That part’s done with.”

Hordak pats her head, an unexplainable relief coming to him.

Odessa’s stomach grumbles, and she gives a sheepish grin, “Oh, guess I’m hungry.”

Entrapta beams, “Late-night snacks! We got lots of fizzy drinks! I missed my little drinking buddy.”

Laughing, Odessa hops to her feet, “Mom, the day we get actually drunk together is gonna be nuts.”

                                                              -

Tristan wakes up to the sound of scuttling on the walls. Seeing Imp climbing around, Tristan closes his eyes, getting drowsy again.

“Morning!” Odessa yells, jumping on top of him.

Tristan throws her off him, smirking as she falls, “Des, I’m sleeping…”

Landing with ease, she stands, arms akimbo, “But don’t you want to eat?”

He debates whether to leave the warm comfort of the bed or enjoy the warm comfort of mini pancakes.

Noooooo…

“Gea’s bringing the really good syrup,” Odessa teases, poking his shoulder with her hair.

He opens one eye.

Tristan doesn’t take much convincing afterward, pouring caramelized fruit syrup onto an assortment of small pancakes, his third helping. Hydrangea pours him and her a cup of green tea with lemon, setting his cup down in front of him. He says thanks with a full mouth, and she smiles at him.

Odessa, on her third plate too, licks her lips, “This is so good! You’re turning into a pro at making syrups.”

“Thank you,” Hydrangea blushes. “I’m glad you’re enjoying it.”

Taking a healthy sip of his tea, not minding the burn, Tristan lets out a satisfied sigh, “You keep this up, there’s no way I’ll be able to move.”

Entrapta looks up from her plate, peering closely at his face, “Have you been experiencing a slack in your metabolism? Are your joints functioning, or are you showing signs of muscle atrophy?”

Tristan smiles reassuringly, “No, no, I’m okay. The food’s just delicious.”

“It is!” Entrapta says, returning to her meal. She turns to Hordak, “Do you want to try any?”

“Hmm…” Hordak looks at the sweet cakes, drizzled with thick syrup. All of it golden in color. Pleasing to the eye, but he isn’t sure.

Entrapta grins at him, expectant.

“Very well,” Hordak says, taking her fork. He tries to not be aware of the eyes on him. Giving it a delicate sniff, he sticks it into his mouth, chewing meticulously. Thinking.

He looks at Hydrangea, giving a nod, “Excellent work.”

“T-Thank you!” she stammers, beyond shocked. She is going to remember this compliment for the rest of her life.

Entrapta, delighted he had a good experience, finishes up the rest of her food. Getting up, she announces, “Well, we’ll see you later! Hordak and I have a lot of work to do, so we won’t see you until tonight.”

“Alright, Mom,” Odessa says. “You two have a good day!”

Squealing at how adorable she is, Entrapta kisses her face multiple times as she says goodbye. Hordak pats her head before joining his lab partner.

“So,” Tristan begins, dabbing his mouth. “What are we up to today?”

Odessa turns to him, “I was thinking we might begin preparing for our next trip.”

Hydrangea sips her tea, “Our next trip will be when, do you think?”

“Preferably, sooner than later, and I am going to begin preparations in the coming days,” Odessa explains. “The next trip is going to be significantly longer, even with using portals.”

“How long do you expect?” Tristan asks.

“It might be more than a year,” Odessa answers.

“Oh!” Hydrangea says, setting down her cup. “More than a year… Where are we going?”

“I’d been thinking about it since we left the flagship,” Odessa says. “I think it would be provident to visit my uncles on Inicos. If no one on Etheria knows, maybe I have relatives that can give me better answers there.”

Tristan and Hydrangea glance at each other, both wondering what it would take to prepare it all.

“I understand it’s a lot,” Odessa tells them, aware that they’re unsure. “There’s no rush, since it will take a little time to prepare. I will inform you before we launch. Take your time to figure it out!”

Hydrangea smiles at her, “Alright, that’s good. It might take my parents a little convincing.”

“And you, Tris?”

“I’m sure I can figure something out with my folks,” Tristan replies.

“Excellent. I have a little bit to do around here for a couple hours, but I’ll meet up with you both later today.”

“That’s fine, I got stuff to do too,” Tristan stands, stretching out his arms.

Hydrangea claps her hands together, “I’ll see you guys later!”

                                                               -

Tristan doesn’t go home.

He swims through the ocean for several hours, thinking. Enveloped in the comfort of water, Tristan swims further down into the water, the light dissipating as he descends. Tristan looks to his side, shadows moving in the liquid black. He reaches out, skimming the surface of smooth skin. The aquatic behemoth lets out a sound of greeting, its voice thrumming through the water.

Swimming deeper, the pressure intensifying, darkness consuming his sight. He senses the scales of another animal, and it swims beside him for a while, enjoying his company. He loves to come down here. Communicate with all the oddities beneath the ocean, gliding along its floors, descending into greater trenches.

Despite what people think, the bottom of the ocean isn’t silent. There’s a cacophony of sound here, all varied in tone, pitch, and layered.

His mother never went beyond where dolphins ranged. Her demeanor, his father had told him, has remained exactly the same since they were young adults. But she has a penchant for cuter creatures, spending her time with more mammalian ocean-life.

His interest in creatures from dark depths was something she had no qualm telling him wasn’t to her taste. The first time he told her he would like to go out and swim into less shallow ends, she looked at him like he was bluffing. Like what he was telling her was a mere joke. At his insistence, she gave in, with much reluctance.

They swam toward the black, but never entered past where the dim sunlight ended. She told him it was an uninteresting place down there, and was rather disgusting. Made it obvious that she thought his choice was inferior to her own.

Tristan didn’t ask her to accompany him after that. He would only tell her he was going out, until it got to the day he knew it didn’t matter if he informed her of his whereabouts or not. She occupied her time and he was expected to do the same.

Being in this unfathomable space, he found a sense of peace. There was so much life here, unseen and unwanted by all above the surface.

He isn’t sure if anyone in his family had this desire for the darkness of the ocean, but he knows that he takes after his grandfather. Where once, Tristan shared the similar dolphin tail to swim, the more time he spent on his own, exploring, sensing, he found his own identity. His fin elongated, skin becoming sharp. No longer as agile or fast, but powerful all the same.

He pushes onward, tail propelling him downward still. Lost in thought and the feeling of not knowing where to go, but believing that if he keeps moving, he’ll eventually reach somewhere.

                                                               -

“I don’t like it,” Perfuma objects, arms crossed.

Hydrangea bites back a sigh, “Mom, it won’t be forever.”

“I think she’ll be able to handle herself,” Scorpia says.

“But for more than a year—”

Hydrangea sets down her teacup, “Mom, I know you’re worried about what will happen, but I would be among friends. And we would use a portal to help speed up the trip.”

Perfuma frowns, looking down at the table.

Scorpia turns to her daughter, “Hydrangea, hon, where is it you’re going again?”

“Inicos,” she explains again. “That planet where a majority of her uncles went to.”

Scorpia turns to her wife, “See, that’s good! That’s a planet where she’ll be more than okay.”

Perfuma rubs her temples. The idea of Hydrangea being gone for that long isn’t one that is sitting well with her. She would prefer if she remained in place. A child needs roots; what good would it do her to be away from home for that long? And there’s the fact it’s Odessa. There is no chance that this will be a one time thing. Hydrangea has been her friend for years; Odessa is too much like her mother—fixated on her goals.

“Mom, I don’t see any reason why you should be against this,” Hydrangea tells her.

Perfuma rises from her seat, “I’m going to bed. I will think about this.”

Hydrangea watches her mother go, knowing better than to continue her argument.

Scorpia sighs, “I’ll see if I can talk to her about it later.”

“Okay. There’s time left, but I would prefer to know sooner than later. You know how Odessa can be,” she replies, smiling.

Scorpia nods, sipping from her mug. There’s no reason for Perfuma to reject the notion, and with little base to go on. She knows Perfuma means well. She always does. 

Once she encourages Hydrangea to retire for the evening as well, Scorpia leans against her bedroom door; she stares at Perfuma, brushing long yellow hair. Approaching her, Scorpia leans down to kiss the top of her head.

“I’m not wrong to be worried,” Perfuma says.

“I know.”

“I just…” Perfuma trails off, gently setting down her brush. “Hydrangea is growing up so fast, and I would prefer that she spend her time here, with her family.”

“I know it can be difficult. But when I was her age, I was getting ready to go out into the world.”

“Not for good reasons,” Perfuma says.

“The reasons aren’t really the point,” Scorpia says, holding up flaxen locks in a claw. She tried brushing Perfuma’s hair, once; she clipped right through it, and, horrified, she refrained from touching her for a good while. With practice, she can do it now, but only because she forced herself to try again. Even now, though, she feels… out of place. Bizarre and incongruous. She doesn’t want Hydrangea to lose her connections. To feel alone, and not know who she is. “The point is to let her discover what she wants out of her life.”

Perfuma reaches behind her, trailing her fingers along Scorpia’s jaw, “I know…”

“Give it some thought, at the very least,” Scorpia tells her.

Glancing down, Perfuma meets her wife’s eyes in the mirror, “I will see how I feel.”

                                                                -

The brain floats in its case. Undisturbed.

Odessa furrows her brows, wondering what she should do. Should she inform her father of her true intentions, or should she wait until she finds something of value to offer him? To show that it’s worth the effort?

She has deliberated over it for a while. She doesn’t want to exclude her father from the potential discoveries that await within the stars. But Prime…

He’s beyond a sore subject for Hordak. Her father is confident, proud, and immovable. But when Prime is delved into, either on a shallow or intimate level, he becomes sullen and distant. Similar to how he used to be, according to her mother. It normally takes Entrapta to bring him out of whatever reverie decides to perturb his thoughts.

Is it really a good idea to bring it up?

Odessa is not the sort to believe her father is weak. To the contrary, she has the highest respect and adoration for Hordak. And that’s partly why she hesitates to confide in him her plans.

He will eventually find out, though. He might not be good at picking up lies, but he is suspicious by nature.

Folding her arms, Odessa sits back in her chair, allowing the front legs to hover in the air. If she kept it a secret, he wouldn’t like it, but he may understand her reasoning if she explained why.

Ethical dilemmas are the worst.

“Odessaaaaa!”

“Hey, Mom,” she says, looking up at the ceiling.

“So, I was wondering what to prepare for your journey, and your father suggested that we give you a mini portal,” Entrapta says, hanging upside down. “The portal to Inicos will save you some time getting there, but if you want to send us something of value ahead of your arrivals, a mini portal might help!”

“Oh, that’s a good point!” Odessa says, feeling uncomfortable. “I’ll thank Dad for the idea later…”

Entrapta brushes Odessa’s cheek with a lock of her hair, “What’s wrong? Do you feel bad?”

“A little,” Odessa admits. “I don’t like not telling Dad anything, and, perhaps, I’m being unfair to you too—for having you keep it under wraps right now.”

Entrapta sits on her hair, “It’s not too late to be honest with him. Your father can handle more than we give credit for.”

“I know he can, but he has reservations about anything involving Prime,” Odessa says, shifting the chair back and forth. “He didn’t object to going to the flagship, but everything that comes after might not be to his liking.”

Entrapta places her hands on her cheeks, leaning forward, “Maybe we can try again to hint at it?”

“Dad’s too smart,” she says, setting the chair legs back on the ground and mimicking Entrapta’s position.

Entrapta and Odessa sit in silence for a few moments, each wondering about the best course of action.

“I still feel we should tell him,” Entrapta says.

“I do too, but I don’t want to risk Dad getting upset.”

“Then… I won’t say anything until you do.”

“Thanks,” Odessa replies, staring at the brain in the jar.

She doesn’t know why she hesitates so much when it comes to this. But she has inkling he might not approve. That isn’t a potential circumstance she wants tainting this trip—that he might not give his full support if he knew that this whole thing was to find out their origins.

                                                                -

Tristan lays in his room, staring up at the ceiling. Music plays in his ears, low and smooth in its lull. He can hear the faint sound of seagulls beyond his window, which gives him a growing sense of calm.

A knock on the door disturbs that calm. Annoyed, he says, “Yes?”

Mermista enters the bedroom, walking in. She inspects the room for a moment before addressing her son, “Are you busy?”

“No,” he answers, continuing to look at the ceiling.

“Good,” she tells him, folding her arms. “Because you’re needed downstairs to discuss matters in Salineas.”

Tristan groans, “I don’t know why I need to be down there.”

Mermista raises a brow, “You’re the prince, that’s why.”

He waves a hand in the air, “Still don’t see why I should.”

“Because I say so, how’s that for a reason?” Mermista declares, turning on her heel. “Hurry up, we can’t keep members waiting.”

He doesn’t move, wanting to drown out everything.

“Tristan, I said now!” she snaps from outside the door.

At the command, he throws his arms in exasperation, getting to his feet in a huff, “Fine!”

Walking quickly through marbled walls, Mermista shakes her head at him, “It wouldn’t kill you to be more involved with your kingdom.”

Tristan rolls his eyes.

“Don’t give me an attitude,” Mermista chastises. Another shake of her head, and she pauses mid-step to reach for his hair. “You don’t look the least bit presentable!”

“You told me to get going right now, you can’t get upset about that!”

“You should’ve been getting ready a while ago,” Mermista says, continuing to—very poorly—comb through his locks.  

He steps backward, waving an arm, “I’m not a child, stop touching my hair!”

“If you didn’t look like crap, I wouldn’t need to,” Mermista says.

Tristan flushes in embarrassment and anger, “I never look like crap.”

“Right now you do,” Mermista insists. “Straighten your back.”

“It’d be a lot easier to do that if you got off my back,” Tristan snaps.

Mermista turns to narrow her eyes at him. She lets out a groan, “You know what, go back to your room. If you’re going to be immature, I’d prefer you not be there.”

With that, she continues walking without him.

Tristan stands there, miffed. Another waste of time! What does she even want? Whirling, he stomps back to his room.

This whole place is fucking stupid.

                                                               -

Hydrangea approaches Perfuma in the garden. Her mother seems to be in a good mood, “Hey, Mom.”

Perfuma turns, smiling, “Hello, dear! Would you hand me that water container please?”

Doing so, Hydrangea decides to mosey through the pathway. She lifts her hand over a row of violets, brushing their petals lightly with her fingertips. They respond to her touch, swaying gently beneath her palm.

“Is there something that you wanted, sweetheart?”

Hydrangea doesn’t look at her, listening to the flowers hum quietly, “I was wondering if we could discuss the trip.”

“Oh? I thought we dropped the matter,” Perfuma replies, tone nonchalant.

“No, Mom, you did,” Hydrangea says, voice equally collected.

Perfuma walks over to another section, pouring water into the soil, “There’s no reason to give an attitude, my young blossom.”

“Mom, no one is giving an attitude to you,” Hydrangea says, turning to her. “You’re the one who’s been avoidant about the issue since I mentioned it. Don’t you think you should hear me out?”

Perfuma sighs. Setting down the water pitcher, she places a hand on her cheek, “Alright… what is it?”

“All I’m asking is to go on an expedition for a while. I don’t think it’s that large of a request.”

“I believe you’re forgetting that you are a princess; you can’t go wandering the galaxy whenever you please—you have responsibilities here to your people!”

“I don’t understand your resistance. You’re always telling me that the best way to understand others is by putting yourself in their position.”

“You don’t have to travel around to do that,” Perfuma scoffs. “You can learn everything possible right here on Etheria.”

“Mom.”

“You aren’t ready to go out and be away from home for so long.”

“Traveling the galaxy is infinitely more safe than fighting a war, yet you did the latter around my age.”

Perfuma sighs, irritated, “You are being too argumentative.”

“I’m not being argumentative,” Hydrangea says, keeping her voice even, despite her own growing sense of frustration. “I’m trying to explain to you why this isn’t as bad as you make it out to be. This could be a really good experience for me!”

Perfuma shakes her head, “You are asking for too much at your age. You should be concentrating on your duties here on Plumeria, as well as your studies.”

“I haven’t slacked at all when it comes to my princess responsibilities. My studies are just fine, not to mention that if I travel around, I can learn about plants from other planets.”

Perfuma clasps her fingers together, taking a deep breath. Count to ten…

Hydrangea waits, knowing not to interrupt.

“I’m going to be frank with you, Hydrangea. I don’t like the idea of you traveling without proper support.”

“I’m not without support—Tristan should be coming too, and Odessa is capable. We’re going to be communicating with her parents, so there’s nothing to worry about.”

“They’re not going with you?!”

Crap… “No?”

“That’s even more reason to not let you!”

Her patience wears a little thin, though Hydrangea keeps her temper levelled, “Mom, this isn’t a scary trip that is going to harm me. We’re going to a planet that has lots of Odessa’s relatives, we have a portal to go back to in case we want to arrive sooner, and we’re always well-stocked on supplies.”

Perfuma inhales through her nose, exhales through her mouth. She can’t help but be nervous about the idea of her baby girl going through the universe with absolutely no parental guidance whatsoever. She might not be a young child, but she has a lot to learn. Scorpia thinks she is being too restrictive, even though she doesn’t believe so. She didn’t have her parents during formative years, and she would’ve wanted to have direction when she was around Hydrangea’s age.

But she knows that Hydrangea is determined to help Odessa in any way possible.

Perfuma walks over to her daughter, patting her shoulder. She stares directly at her face, solemn. Hydrangea stares at her, expectant. Sighing, Perfuma gives a small smile, “Very well. I feel this is against my better judgment, but you are free to go.”

Hydrangea breaks into a beaming grin, “Really?! Thanks, Mom!”

“I want you to let me know what’s going on every day, okay?”

“Mom, I can’t do that, I’ll be busy. Once a month?”

“Weekly.”

“Biweekly.”

“I guess that will do...” Perfuma gives in. She can’t help but hug her close when Hydrangea embraces her tightly in her arms.

Hydrangea couldn’t believe her luck—she was actually given permission to go! This is going to be awesome!

                                                                -

“You want to do what now?” Mermista asks.

“I want to go with Odessa and Hydrangea on a space trip.”

“No.”

“Why?” Tristan asks.

“I say so.”

Leaning his cheek against his palm, Tristan scowls, glaring at the fruit spread along the table.

Mermista doesn’t look up from her food, “If you continue to frown like that, you’re going to get wrinkles faster.”

Tristan bites back a retort, knowing there’s no point arguing.

“I don’t understand why you even want to go space travel. There’s nothing out there that’s important to us Salineans.”

Tristan rises from his chair, “Fine. I get it.”

Mermista watches him go. He’s been more insistent on being away from home the last several years; he didn’t spend much time here for about a decade or so, choosing to go frolic with his friends nearly every day, and it was more so when Odessa would return from her trips. Mermista is not quite sure if this is something that all teenagers go through, or just her son in particular.

She spent much of her time in Salineas, occasionally visiting her friends from other parts of Etheria. But Tristan is the opposite of that.

Sighing, she doesn’t bother to call him back, listening to the faint echo of his footfalls past the doors. If he wants to be a brat someplace else, that’s his issue.

Tristan strides through the hallway in a huff, discontent written across his face. Never breaking his pace, Tristan heads outside, where the once calm surface churned and frothed as a raging sea. Diving straight into the waves, his tail morphs the moment his skin makes contact with cold water. The weather was unexpected, but that’s fine—he loved storms.

Racing through the darkening ocean, Tristan swims northwest. He doesn’t think of anything—simply revels in the sensation of darting through water. Eventually, the seas revert to a quiet demeanor. Approaching nearby docks, Tristan catches the sounds of roughhousing and glass breaking. Changing from tail to legs, Tristan moves his arms in a simple motion, wrapping water around the lower half of his body, he lifts himself onto the pier.

Walking toward the tavern, Tristan enters the establishment. Without another thought, he slides to the right, avoiding a body that got flung in his direction. Not looking down at the unfortunate patron, Tristan heads to the center of the room, glancing around.

“Alright, men! What do you say we go set a couple boats on fire!”

Tristan turns in the direction of the voice, accompanied shortly after by exasperated groans and complaints.

“Well, don’t everybody jump up at once,” Seahawk complains.

“Don’t worry, I’m sure they’ll come around when they’re not hungover,” Tristan says.

Seahawk looks up, grinning from ear to ear, “Tristan, my boy!”

“Hey, Dad,” he replies.

“Pull up a seat, son! Barkeep, a drink for the young man!”

Tristan watches one of his father’s friends fall onto the floor, passed out. Taking the chair for himself, he says, “You seem to be in a good mood.”

Seahawk twirls his moustache, “Ho ho ho, my boy, you’ll be pleased to know that I have an expedition coming up! A crew and I are supposed to go south and find a coveted treasure that hasn’t been seen for hundreds of years!”

“Oh yeah? What’s it called?”

Seahawk hums to himself, then waves his hand, “I can’t remember right now. But it’s bound to be a glorious trek across the grand blue that is the sea!”

The bartender places a drink in front of Tristan, who nods his thanks before taking a generous gulp. Tristan sets the mug down, “That’s great! It’s been awhile since you’ve done anything like that.”

“Indeed, my boy. And what about you? Have you been answering the wild call?”

Tristan traces the side of his mug, “Odessa does have an expedition coming up that would be fun.”

“Ah, sweet Odessa! That girl is always ready to explore. Hydrangea is going too, I presume?”

“Yeah, I don’t doubt that.”

“From the sound of it, you’re unsure about your place in this. Why don’t you go too?”

Tristan rolls his eyes, “You know how Mom can get.”

“My dear Mermista does tend to be unyielding,” Seahawk says, then shrugs. “Your mother doesn’t have to get upset about what she doesn’t know.”

Tristan smirks, “Dad, are you giving me permission to go?”

“No, but I’m not denying you the call to adventure, either!”

Shaking his head, Tristan takes another swig of beer. He slams it down on the table, much to his father’s delight. Seahawk shouts, “Barkeep, more of your finest alcohol, please!”

Tristan smiles to himself, relaxing in the midst of chaos. He might even sing a shanty with his dad for the shits and giggles of it.

                                                               -

Hordak has noticed a change in Odessa’s demeanor, however slight.

He didn’t think much of it, at first. She has been preoccupied with her upcoming mission, but she’s been working near non-stop since she returned from Prime’s flagship. Not wanting to pry into her affairs, Hordak believed it would be best to let her do as she pleases.

And it’s not that she’s pulling away from him. On the contrary, she’s always been an affectionate child with him and Entrapta. She’s, in essence, a good kid. But that’s the thing about good kids—they’re not total experts at covering up what they don’t want you to see.

Hordak comes up to Odessa, tinkering away with one of her personal tech projects. He leans slightly forward, “If you turn that bolt to the left, you should be able to get the polarity to work.”

Odessa, mutely, does so. At the sound of it working, she smiles at him, “Thanks, Dad!”

Smiling in turn, he pulls up a chair and sits beside her. He reaches for a wrench, and tightens a loose bolt, “You’ve been deep in thought as of late, Odessa. Are you excited for the expedition?”

“Yes! It’s going to be exciting,” she replies. She takes the wrench from her father with a lock of hair. “I haven’t heard from Tristan yet on whether he can come, but Hydrangea informed me her mothers are allowing her to go.”

Hordak gives a quiet nod. They enter the state of routine: Odessa works, and he watches. She asks for tools and he hands them to her. Their roles reversed from when she was a child. In addition, he gives her suggestions about what to do next and she’ll do it, or make notes for future projects. Hordak glances at Odessa. Not wanting to disturb the silence, but she breaks it first.

“What is it?” Odessa asks.

“Traveling to Inicos will take a fair amount of time,” Hordak begins. “Even with a portal taking you a part of the way, you will be absent for a while.”

Odessa giggles, looking up at him, “Aw, are you going to miss me, Dad?”

“Of course,” Hordak says, sincere. He turns to her, eyeing her movements. “You are my daughter. I want you to be safe on this mission. You’ve been gone before, but this is different…”

“It’s not too different,” Odessa replies, eyes centralized on her work. “I’ve been on trips before.”

Hordak inhales deeply, then exhales. “I know.” But there’s an aspect to this venture that is niggling the back of his mind. “You have a… passion for this journey that is dissimilar to the ones prior.”

Odessa’s hair moves around the table, skimming over the tools, “I guess I do.”

“Odessa.”

She looks up, meeting her father’s eyes.

“You would tell me about your goals, wouldn’t you?”

Odessa’s eyes flit over Hordak’s face, his expression earnest, open. “Yeah, Dad. I would.”

At his smile, Odessa stands up, “I’m going to get a snack. Do you want anything?”

“No, thank you. I’ll wait for you to return.”

“Okay,” Odessa tells him, walking out of the room.

Hordak’s smile fades, unable to shake that niggling sensation.

                                                              -

“Launch day!” Entrapta yells. “Are you excited, my little cupcake?”

“I’m born to be excited!” Odessa shouts.

The two look at each other, shaking their hands and screaming in anticipation. Emily spins in a circle, letting out a long beep, as Imp yells in his natural voice.

Hordak stands with his arms folded, chuckling.

Entrapta kicks her legs in the air, cackling at the top of her lungs, “This is an absolute thrill, and I’m not even going! Ooooh, my baby is going away for a while! Ah, I’ll miss seeing that cute widdle face every day!” For added emphasis, she squishes Odessa’s cheeks together, kissing her nose.

Odessa doesn’t pull away, a light blush on her cheeks, “I know, Mom. I’m gonna miss you too.”

Withdrawing, Entrapta goes into scientist-mode, “Now, remember: your uncles will be there to greet you and answer any questions you may have. By the time you arrive in Inicos, they should have a portal functioning again, so they can send you back to Etheria directly. Make sure to contact them when you are nearby.”

Odessa nods, shaking in place. Her heart always beats faster when she’s about to head out into space. She hasn’t been to Inicos in a long time, that it’ll practically be new. She has so much to look forward to! She hopes this won’t be a dead end before her true exploration begins.

She looks to her left, waving, “Gea! You’re here!”

Hydrangea walks up, Scorpia at her side, “Hey!”

Entrapta scuttles over to Scorpia, the two going for a large hug. Scorpia picks up Hordak, and he shakes his head in resignation, despite the smirk on his face.

“Must you?” he asks.

“Every time, Lord Hordak!” Scorpia teases.

“Scorpia,” he threatens.

“Whoa, haven’t heard that tone for years!” Scorpia says, setting him down. “Brings back memories.”

“I know,” Entrapta says in a softer tone, wiggling her eyebrows at him.

Hordak blushes, clearing his throat.

Hydrangea glances around the hanger, “Where’s Tristan?”

Odessa shrugs, “I’m not sure. I haven’t heard from him in a while.”

“He’ll be here soon, I think,” Hydrangea replies.

Odessa isn’t sure. She’s been holding out on his reply for weeks. Well, it’s not that she isn’t sure about his intentions; it’s his parents she isn’t certain of, and even then it’s just the one.

Hydrangea touches her shoulder, “I’m going to get my things inside the ship. Relay the plan to me when I get back.”

“Alright,” Odessa says. Arms folded, she taps her fingers quickly against her skin.

The hours pass and Odessa sets the final cargo in Celeste’s compartments. Sighing, growing frustrated and upset, she continues moving about the ship.

Hydrangea stares out at the front, equally worried.

Entrapta walks up to Odessa, “Has he arrived yet?”

“No.”

“I have everything set up for you in the cockpit,” Entrapta says, sitting on her hair.

“Thanks, Mom.”

Entrapta pats her back, “You still have an hour before you head out.”

“I know.”

Hydrangea suddenly yells, “Tristan! There you are!”

Odessa looks up, screaming at him, “You son of a bitch, where’ve you been?!”

Tristan runs up to them, an apologetic grin on his face, “Packing!”

Hydrangea holds a hand to her chest, “Thank goodness, we were beginning to worry.”

“If you missed out on this trip, I was going to be pissed at you forever,” Odessa tells him.

Tristan laughs, placing his luggage in the ship, “Well, you can love me more now.”

Odessa rolls her eyes, despite the smirk on her face.

Soon enough, they’re heading inside the spaceship. Entrapta is squealing in joy, kissing Odessa’s face. Scorpia hugs Hydrangea tightly, and pulls Tristan in for good measure.

“Have fun! Keep me updated on all the cool stuff you find!” Entrapta says.

“You got it, Mom!” Odessa replies, giving a salute.

Hordak comes up to her, patting the top of her hair, “Take care, Odessa.”

She pushes the top of her head into his palm, “I will. You know me, I can handle anything.”

He smiles down at her, “I know you can. But…”

“But?” she repeats, eyes bright and alert.

“Nothing,” he replies. He draws his arms behind his back, “I wish you safe travels.”

Odessa beams at her parents, kissing both of them on the cheek. She runs into Celeste, and waves at her family as the ramp closes, “I’ll see you all soon!”

Hydrangea and Tristan are already in the cockpit, awaiting her instructions.

“You guys ready?”

“Ready!” they crow together.

“Let’s go!”

Celeste rises into the air, and once it breaks the atmosphere, it gives a jolt of energy and light.

Scorpia wipes her eyes, “Ah, I forget they’re not little anymore.”

Entrapta pats her shoulder, “We made food, do you want to join us?”

“That’d be nice,” Scorpia says.

Entrapta turns to Hordak, “You coming?”

“In a moment,” Hordak replies, staring up at the sky.

Smiling, she pushes up from the ground on her pigtails, placing a soft kiss on his lips, “She’ll be okay.”

Hordak’s gaze scans the stars. Wondering if he should’ve been more forthright with his thoughts. He supposes he can talk to her at a later point…

Observing the sky, he waits until it darkens before heading inside.

#entrapdak #entrapta #hordak #odessa #entrapdak fankid #shera #spop

[galaxina-the-pyro]

Yo!

For the PnF ask thing :3

Besides Phinbella, what else ships do you like? :0 (Canon or crossover or other. I might've already asked you this before but I can't remember if I did or not. My memory is terrible 🤣)

oh OH and I got one for the LFLS AU cuz I love the AU to bits, is Meap or Mitch in this AU too? If they are, what are they like? :00

Ooh, do I have a list for YOU, my dear. :3 aside from my beloved Phinabella, the list of ships I have, from Canon, to AUs, to crossovers and more, are as follows:

Canon

Montessa

Dooflene (pre-divorce)

Linda x Lawrence

Canderemy (Though I wouldn't mind these two breaking things off)

BalMishti

Stacy x Coltrane

Buford x Gretchen

Django x Adyson (pre-divorce, cuz for some reason I don't see them lasting)

OCs

Doofenshmirtz x Schnitzel

Ferb x Danni (One-sided; I can also see him ending up with multiple other OCs and characters, tbh)

Candace x OC (I don't know WHO, part of me just thinks that Candace and Jeremy aren't really meant to last much longer as a couple, something about how Jeremy sorta encourages her negative behavior doesn't sit well with me)

(I have put Phineas and Isabella in ships with OCs, but those ships always end in a breakup, so I don't think those count seeing as I build them only to destroy and emphasize why Phineas and Isabella should be together, lol)

AUs/Crossovers

BufBella (Platydad AU, and I'm open to other routes, too - Buford is literally the only other character I can see Isabella realistically ending up with, tbh - can't for the LIFE of me find any reason to like Ferbella or IsaJeet, no offense to the people who like/prefer those ships)

Ferb x Ginger (in an AU where Ginger ends up in a healthy relationship with Ferb instead of the toxic one she has with Baljeet in AYA)

Ferb x Mabel (Gravity Falls)

I probably have MORE, but these are the ships I can come up with on the top of my head, lol - I do have fanchildren ships, but most of you probably don't know who my fankids are so I won't bore you with those details.

(~)

As for the LFLS question, I assure you, I wanna utilize EVERY character for the AU, whether or not they're alive and kicking or dead but played a role of some kind in the past. I'll admit that I have thought much about Meap or Mitch for this AU, buuuuut...

Basically, Meap is a wanted criminal in this AU who tried to hide out in DEI until Mitch arrives to take him in. What Meap did is unknown, and regardless of criminal record Meap is still Meap, and Mitch is still Mitch - it's obvious that Meap is INNOCENT, albeit he DID try to use PERRY as a scapegoat, while Mitch is a very dictatorial sheriff who doesn't care who he hurts and ruins.

Anyways, thank you for the questions! I always love answering them! X3

#phineas and ferb #pnf #shipping #lfls #lfls au #like father like son au #like father like son #au #i like answering questions

[snowyselfship]

Hello~!

After a lot of talk and input from the community, @emmshipping and I ( @tarushipping ) decided to hold another selfshipping event since everyone enjoy the Spooky Contest one so much! During winter, there’s tons of holidays from all around the world, including Ramadan, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, the Winter Solstice, New Years, and of course Christmas! So we’d like to run a contest where anyone can enjoy the festivities with their favs!

Snowy Selfship Event 2017 is an event where you can create good selfship content of you and your fav(s) having fun during the holiday season. The content can be art, writing, aesthetic, playlists, or anything else you can possibly imagine! As long as it’s selfship or self insert related, it’s totally good! For the festivities, we have two main events going on:

Winter Prompts

For the entire month, we have a list of winter selfship related prompts that you can base your works on. Each week will have a choice of three prompts that you can pick from and use. But don’t let that limit you! Feel free to use two or all prompts, or even pick prompts from other weeks you’ve missed. We’ll be reblogging all works related to the event to this blog. Just be creative and have fun with it!

Winter Wishlist

In the spirit of giving, we decided to make a wishlist where selfshippers can sign up and describe what sort of gifts they would like to be gifted during the month! You can ask for a specific selfship of yours, if you only want certain types of gifts, or even if there’s a certain theme you’d like. Likewise, we encourage anyone that signs up to also gift others on the list! While we’ll happily be gifting people on the list, we would really love for everyone to participate in the gift giving. We encourage any and all kinds of gifts-whether it’s aesthetics, doodles, edits, poems, anything. For the top few people that gift the most, they’ll even receive a special prize!

The event will be running for the entire month of December, starting on December 1st and ending New Years Eve!

We’ll be routinely checking the SSSE17 tag and for any mentions. Any work related to the prompts and gifts will be reblogged here.

We're accepting any works immediately.

If you've ever looked for an excuse to make some of that good selfship content of you and your F/O, this is the perfect reason. Whether it’s romantic, platonic, or even fankids, we absolutely LOVE seeing other’s selfships and selfinserts. And who knows, you might meet some new friends or even find a little extra gift this month!

WINTER PROMPTS

Here’s the list of prompts for every week during this month. We wanted to provide a nice variety of ideas and give everyone a chance to get really creative with it! And remember-it can be romantic or platonic, we love any kind of selfships! As for media-make anything you’d like! Drawing, writing, aesthetics, playlists, edits, poems, HC’s, anything! We’ll accept anything that’s based on one of our prompts below.

Just keep in mind to keep all works PG13-this is an event open to the public, so if you’re unsure about your work, you can always send us an ask about it or refer to movie rating guidelines.

Dec. 1st - 9th

Snow! - Outside is suddenly covered in snow overnight. What do you and your F/O(s) decide to do?

Holiday Miracle - A miracle happens between you and your fav(s)! What kind of miracle is it?

Holiday Story AU - Make an AU based on you and your fav(s) in a famous holiday story. Classic stories, movies, books, anything!

Dec. 10th - 16th

Family Time - You and your fav(s) spend time with family-is it theirs, yours, or do you even have your own family and fankids? Winter Love Story AU - An AU where you and your fav(s) fall in love during winter. Do you fall in love like in a Hallmark movie? What happens? Gift Shopping - You and your F/O(s) go gift shopping for friends! How does it go? Do you both wait last minute? What gifts do you get?

Dec. 17th - 25th

Holiday Fun - What kind of fun holiday are you and your F/O(s) celebrating and how?

Traveling AU - You and your fav(s) meet each other during the chaos of traveling for the holidays. Do you both get stuck in an airport together? Share a taxi to the same house it turns out? Maybe even accidentally throw up on their suit on the way to the party?

Snowstorm - There’s a sudden snowstorm outside and you and your fav(s) are stuck indoors. What do you decide to do to pass the time? Is anyone worried about the storm?

Dec. 26th - 31st

New Year’s Eve - With the year ending, do you and your fav(s) plan on doing anything? Maybe hold a New Year’s Eve party or make New Year's Resolutions?

Vacation Winners - You and your F/O(s) won a vacation from a holiday lottery! Where do you go and what do you do?

Soulmate Countdown AU - An AU where everyone has a small countdown written on their wrist that counts down to when someone meets their soulmate. After meeting, the countdown starts again to record how long it’s been since they meet. What happens when your and your fav(s) countdown ends?

Even though the prompts have dates assigned to them, feel free to do any out of order or however many you’d like! We just wanted to provide some fun holiday themed ideas and we look forward to what anyone makes. Regardless of whatever prompt is current, we’ll reblog any and all posts using one of these ideas!

HOW TO SUBMIT

In order to submit your work for the event, please make sure to:

Clarify in the comment which prompt you’re using

Reblog this post

Mention this blog in the comment

And tag your piece with SSSE17

We’ll be routinely checking the tags and mentions, and then we’ll reblog your work to this blog once we see it! If a week has gone by or you're worried we haven't seen it, please feel free to send us an ask or message either of us about it. We want to make sure we see them all~!

WINTER WISHLIST

Like we explained above, the wishlist is a list anyone can sign up to be on! As long as you selfship and would like to give and receive that good selfship content, you’re more than welcome to sign up. We’ll be randomly gifting people ourselves, but we’re really hoping everyone will get into the gift giving spirit! And the gift can be in any media whatsoever-it can be anything from a masterpiece art piece or even just a cute note written by a fav.

To sign up, just fill out this form and then submit it as a text post to this blog:

Name: (What’s the name you go by?) Tumblr: (Which blog would you like to sign up with? Selfship blog or not is fine!)

Fav(s): (Which of your favs would you like content for? Including ship tags would be extremely helpful)

What You’d Like: (What sort of content would you like? This is where you can specify if you’d like anything winter themed, would like specific clothes, or even specific scenes in mind!)

References: (Please provide a reference for yourself, your ships, or any other relevant information)

Once we receive your ‘wish’, we’ll post it on the WINTER WISHLIST HERE!

If you’re unsure of how to fill out the form, feel free to take a look at the list for an idea or ask us any questions.

At the end of each ‘wish’, there’ll be a small tracker for everyone to see. It’ll track Gifts Received and Gifts Given. That way others can see who’s received how many gifts, what they are, and who’s been feel extra charitable. For the top people that give the most gifts, we’ll even have extra prizes! At the end of the Snowy Event, the person with the highest number gets first pick from the prize pool, second highest gets second pick, etc. You can find the current PRIZE POOL HERE! Keep in mind, we also will take quality/effort into account also!

HOW TO SUBMIT

To make a gift for someone, just look at the list and fulfill a wish for someone! Once it’s done, make sure to:

Make it into a tumblr post

Reblog this post

Mention this blog in the comment

Mention the blog the gift is for

And tag your gift with SSSE17

Just like with the prompt submissions, we’ll be routinely checking the tag and mentions for gifts also! Once we see the gift, we’ll reblog it here. We’ll also update the Wishlist tracker. If time goes by and you’re worried we haven’t seen it, please just send an ask or message to this blog or either of us to let us know! We definitely don’t want to miss anything.

Any Questions? FAQ is HERE! 

[mystech-master]

My Hero Academia Time Travel AU

Basically a time travel Au inspired by the one made by @ribbons-halos where the kids of the class 1-A ships (Midoriya/Uraraka, Todoroki/Yaoyorozu, Kaminari/Jiro, Kirishima/Ashido (HORN BUDDIES, FIGHT ME!), and Ojiro/Hagakure) go back in time due to a future threat.

Many of the ideas come from crap I’ve seen around tumblr

Lots of ideas so It’ll be under the drop

Basically I was imagining that there is a villain with a time manipulation quirk. Of course, future symbol of peace Deku kicks his ass. So, he then decides to use a quirk enhancing drug to enhance his/her power to gain full on time travel. He/she uses this pwoer to try and go back in time before “Deku” became the symbol of peace, when he was just a fledgling little weakling in UA.

As for how the kids get there. Either A. this is when they are doing THEIR internships at UA and end up running into the time villain (kind of like how Midoriya, iida and Todoroki fought/met Stain), or they end up getting dragged to the past by accident, maybe they just run into their parents AS they’re fighting the time villain.

I even had ideas for the kids, but not names as I can’t come up with japanese names for shit.

Izuocha kid: female, brown curly hair (like Deku’s but with Ochaco’s color, almost like Ashido’s in a way now that I think about it). About Uraraka’s height at the time of the time jump, so about 5′0″-5′2″ (the kids are 14-15 atm). Her quirk is sort of a mixture of Uraraka’s and Izuku’s mom’s quirks (Zero Gravity and Attraction of Small Objects). Where she can create her own gravitational field and pull things toward her. She can use this for minor telekinesis, having things orbit around her and gain kinetic energy before launching them via the centripetal force, or even sticking to walls. As for personality, she has Izuku’s strong desire and drive to be a hero, but Ochaco’s more cheery attitude and optimism (not having someone beat you up for most of your life helps). BUT, she is also holding in a lot of stress since, as the daughter of the number one hero Deku, there is a lot of pressure on her to be a great hero. She does have a tendency to mumble like her dad, but is much more subtle about it (she, much like her mom, tends to hide her struggles). She’s basically eternally internally screaming due to stress or whenever things take a turn for the worst. otherwise she’s a pretty optimistic and driven girl.

Todomomo kid: one of the taller ones, I’d say he’s about 5′ 10″ (kinda wanted to make him taller than Shoto who is 5′9 1/4″). Much like his dad he has white and red hair, but he just has white bangs/front hair with the back being red (maybe even in a cool long samurai ponytail). Much like his dad he has half-hot half-cold. BUT instead of left and right, he’s top and bottom. So his upper body makes flames, while his lower body makes ice. Perfect for ice floors or fire punches. Also he is a killer ice skater and has NO SHAME IN IT! He isn’t as distant or moody because you BET YOUR ASS Shoto made sure he was an awesome dad unlike Endeavor. He’s just more capable of keeping a cool head. With Momo as a mom you bet he studies his ass off. Also with her quirk she helps him in having more control over his fire and ice to make constructs.

Kamijiro kid: Take Kaminari’s friendly and sociable nature, and Jiro’s music talent and tendency to insult kaminari and you get a guy who has a tendency to be a bit TOO causal with people. You meet this guy he will treat you like a brother/sister immediately. He’ll give you a nickname, maybe some joking insults/teasing, etc. Of course he plays instruments after asking his mom to tutor him in music (in this future Jiro is not only a pro hero but sometimes does music performances, Kaminari is her sidekick (like he always said he’d be) but also learned to play guitar from her). I had an idea where, as everyone has said the kamijiro kid quirk is having the wires/headphone jacks act like electric wires, the wires would be on his arms/wrists I beleive. Just to make them more easily accessible, because having them on the ears for Jiro made sense with her sound power, but not so much for the kid’s electrical wire ability. I got the idea after seeing Iida’s older bro Tensei/Ingenium 1 have boosters on his arms while Iida got them on his legs (I got the idea that quirks CAN change as they are passed on). Spiky hair with his mom’s coloring but with a bright yellow bolt like streak in it and as for height I feel like he’s be about 5′3″  or 5′6″(I have a tendency to make the characters in the middle of their parent’s height in this if u haven’t noticed).

Kirimina kid: I got this idea from a fankid post I saw a bit ago: mina’s pink skin and black sclera , but Kirishima’s naturally black hair (maybe she’d dye it but idk what color would fit) and red eye color. Very social and outgoing. Her quirk would take Kirishima’s hardening and mix it with Ashido’s acid in a way that sort of turns her into an acidic blob, like instead of hardening it does the opposite and makes her more of a blob of living acid. She can do this in a minor form, having just her arms become acid blobs if needed though.

Hagajiro kid (Ojiro and Hagakure, seriously what is their ship name?). I don’t really know much on these characters so I don’t really have much on a personality for this kid. But I do know that he/she would have both parents quirks but at a different level. First, his/her tail isn’t as thick/bulky as Ojiro’s, much more thinner, but still strong. Second, he/she DOES have invisibility, just not permanent like his/her mother. I mean Tokoyami has a bird head which contributes nothing to his qurik, so this kid can have a tail that has nothing to do with the invisibility.

Any other character without shops COULD have kids in this with an OC but I’m too lazy to come up with them atm.

But if I had to use the, I’d say Iida’s kid would be sort of like a female version of his but WAY more intimidating, like a disciplinarian, and her quirk would involve rocket boosters on her legs sort of like Iida, but due to her mother they can also function like jet boosters to allow flight as well as speed. Hatsumei would have a kid with tons of gadgets, in a way sort of like batman and/or iron man or somewhere in between just cause it;d be cool to have a gadget guy.

Now I did have an idea for a Bakugo/Toga kid (this is sort of my crackship of this series), Basically she is the result of a one night stand between the two when they were stressed and/or drunk and just wanted to get away from the “hero” and “villain” labels for just one night. naturally the expected happens and Toga decided to get rid of the kid (you can take this as her not wanting to deal with the little brat or her having SOME conscience and not wanting the kid to grow up with HER as a mom). Now naturally with Katsuki’s pride and temper, and Himiko’s......erm.....eccentricity, this kid isn’t going to be popular at the orphanage. Also adding on the fact that she’s got her dad’s quirk and she can cause some major damage. The only solace she could find was watching her favorite hero on TV. Guess what, it’s Bakugo in the future. Seeing him go against all those villains on TV and not give a shit inspires her not to let the bullies get away with calling her “devil child” or other similar insults. BUT, when one day she finally gets a chance to meet him (in a meeting almost similar to when Izuku met All Might), she shows off her quirk and gets all excited to see if he can give her some advice on being strong or whatever. BUT, Bakugo isn’t stupid. This chick looks EXACTLY like Himiko with her hair being his shade of blonde and has his eye color, but the facial structure is WAY to similar to just be a coincidence. Plus she looked old enough to match up with “That night”. Now, if someone were to find out that he had a bastard kid with a VILLAIN, his hero career might be shot. Plus all the emotions involved with figuring out only NOW that you have a daughter after who knows how many years you’ve seen her mom. In this little panic he basically tells the kid to fuck off. Now, having the only person you’ve every had any respect towards/your hero dismiss you like that can kind of mess a kid up. ESPECIALLY if it’s this kid right here. So, with the world basically having no meaning and her hero turning out to be a douche, she turns to villainy. Now she could be on some kind of villain team that goes with the time travel villain. Maybe her wish is to find Bakugo of the past and just ruin his hero career, or even kill him in revenge (cause no way she’d stand a chance against adult fully trained hero Bakugo), Of course the fact that he’s her dad MIGHT complicate things if you understand time travel.

ON TO THE PLOT SHENANIGANS!

Of course them being in the past kinda freaks them out, Todomomo kid is telling everyone to stay calm and that they shouldn’t try to meddle too much as changing the past can have massive repercussions on the future (ala butterfly effect). So of course when a villain attacks and they end up intervening (maybe they find the time villain about to attack young-Izuku on a shopping trip with his classmates or something), they end up getting discovered.

Now, since they do not exist (yet) there are no records of them, and they can’t say their real names less they affect the future (those with obvious traits like their parents need to hide them (Kamijiro kid’s wires, Kirimina’s whole body as the pink skin and eyes kinda give it away, todomomo’s hair, etc), now if these kids are in UA uniforms atm, then they might be screwed because these guys aren’t registered. And even if they aren’t, they are still minors who used their quirks to fight a villain without proper licensees. So they get interrogated. Cue all of them telling different mismatched stories about their situation (that trope is always funny). Of course they can’t mention who their parents are, or even their real surnames, so they get kept there.

But maybe one of the UA kids vogues for them b/x they did save their lives and the future kids get off with a warning. Kinda lazy and half-assed way of doing it but whatever.

Whoever feels like going off of this idea, go nuts and reply. I really wanna see someone write this shit and I have no skill on my own to do this level of drama and shipping.

#my hero academia #boku no hero academia #mha #bnha #izuocha #izuku midoriya #ochaco uraraka #shoto todoroki #momo yaoyorozu #todomomo #eijiro kirishima #mina ashido #ojiro mashirao #tooru hagakure #denki kaminari #kyoka jiro #kirimina #hagajiro #kamijiro #future kids #time travel #fanfic ideas #too lazy to write #tenya iida #mei hatsumei #himiko toga #katsuki bakugo

[quibbs126]

You know, I’m debating again whether I should stop doing fankids/fan parents

It’s not necessarily because of recent requests or anything, but rather because of a video I was watching yesterday, which was talking about trends and how they kill an artist’s creativity (it was basically about this one MLP episode about Rarity, if that brings more context). And yeah while it wasn’t exactly what I experience, it did speak to me on some level, and it made me think about my requests

Yes I do enjoy doing them, but I wonder if in some way they stifle my creativity, and sometimes I feel more like a factory line pumping them out, even if my frequency of release says otherwise. Also, I feel like it’s lost some of that “magic” that it originally had for me when I first started. I originally started because I really wanted to, since Cookie Run was something that could scratch that old itch of fankids that first came around in my starting days in fandoms that never really left. I asked for ships to do in part because I wasn’t sure what people shipped, other than the popular stuff, and also because I was embarrassed to do it, and thought that doing them by requests would make it less embarrassing. But somewhere along the lines, I lost that and was just kind of doing it because I had to. Some of that magic returned when I decided to start doing fan parents, but then that went away too

I don’t really want to admit it, but I feel like most of it comes from the fact that these are requests, not so much what I want to do, but rather what other people want. But I feel like it’s mean to blame you guys for that. After all, I literally asked for you to send me your ships to do fankids for, you’re just doing what I asked you to do. And what if you just wanted someone to make some sort of content for your ship? And I blame you for that? Not to mention it’s probably given me more knowledge of ships and what people like, or that people tend to be really nice about it in their asks

So one part of me wants to stop so that maybe I can get some creativity back, or that maybe I can regain things that I think I’ve lost while making them this last year. But also another part of me either doesn’t want to, or doesn’t feel like I can

I mean, if I were to close it now and just do whatever requests I still have, that’d still be over half of my total requests I have to do, so it wouldn’t exactly be a solution to the current problem; I’d still be doing old requests for likely over another year based on my track record. I could just say I’m not doing any more, but that wouldn’t be fair to all the people who requested, especially recently (granted it’s not like I’m fair to them with how long they have to wait regardless). Not to mention I still have ideas for some of them that I haven’t finished. And if I only do some of them, what dictates whose gets finished and whose doesn’t? And again, that doesn’t really solve the issue since that’s already what I do, and it’s not really a distinct stopping point

And then there’s the issue of this being most of what I do, making fankids, and again, this being something I enjoy doing. What else am I supposed to draw? You all know I can’t hold an idea for maybe more than a day or two. But I can’t just not draw, it’s what I do and have this need to create. And fankids in general are some of my favorite things to create

And if I really do stop, I’d want to start again with a clean slate, not just pause and start back up again, since that doesn’t change the issue, just pauses it

*sigh* I just don’t know what to do

#I feel like it’s selfish to be like “I want to do what I want and you people ruined what I like to do” #that’s how I feel like I come off here #I mean I was the one who caused it all by asking in the first place #but part of it is that I’m not that interested in some of the requests and I’m doing it bc I have to #yes I can grow to appreciate a fankid and/or ship I’m requested that I initially wasn’t interested in #but it is a case of me doing things out of obligation #even if again I caused it all #I don’t know #cookie run #fankid #fanchild #fan parents #requests #account stuff #I guess?