#just because they gave birth to you doesn’t mean they just get a free pass

[yearningsaphic]

I think it would really advance society if we admitted that mothers can be just as toxic and abusive if not more than dads and stopped dismissing it as “they gave birth to you”

#like that’s manipulation sorry #just because they gave birth to you doesn’t mean they just get a free pass #mommy issues #the mother wound #mother issues #miscellaneous #misc. #misc.txt #willow talks #this is inspired by some replies to a comment where I jokingly said I would disown her on a post where a girl posted screenshots of texts #from her mom and with a picture of lana but she spelled it alana del rey #it wasn’t even my mom and it was just a hypothetical situation for me that I’m not even involved in #and people are just freaking out in the comments #it’s kinda funny #but also like sad honestly #also like stop assuming stuff about people’s families #like my mom walked out on me when I was three and had made no effort to contact me #but they don’t know that they just know respect your mom regardless #like the fact that they gave birth to you and are doing these horrible things to you only makes it worse #willow.txt

[sarahsmi13s]

Jersey Baby (18+ MDNI)

pairing: jake ‘hangman’ seresin x sarah grant (fem!oc)

characters: sarah grant, jake seresin, bradley and the squad at the end

warnings: 18+ MDNI SMUT, language, breeding kink, pussy slapping, oral (fem receiving), p in v sex, eating out in the kitchen, bradley gets traumatized, sport rivalry (UT vs U of A; Longhorns vs Razorbacks), pregnancy,  i think that’s it

word count: ~4.1k 

a/n: this isn’t really crucial to the story, i just thought it would be fun to write! this is how ever how the finn twins were brought into existance 😂

this story is inspired by ‘His Little Girl’ (bradley bradshaw x reader) by the lovely @roosterscockpit  ( @milesdickpic ) and characters from this story are mentioned. also, yes, the oc is based on me lol (well a fantasy version lol)  

big thank you to mama may ( @mayhemmanaged ) for her help on this

you can find out more about j and s --- here

loose summary: the dagger squad comes up with a game once they see how competitive jake and sarah are when it comes to college football --- let’s just say the loser really becomes the winner

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Sarah knew exactly what she did to land her in this position. And she didn’t regret a damn thing.

If anything it was Jake’s fault.

Okay maybe they were both to blame. But Jake chose this punishment, so it’s mostly on him.

******

Last week, Arkansas played Texas. Which means – the Razorbacks played the Longhorns. Which also means – Jake and Sarah were constantly shit talking in the days leading up to it.

The Dagger Squad was concerned for a minute because they thought they were fighting. But Coyote cleared things up for them. “Guys, Sarah’s from Arkansas. She’s a U of A alum. And Jake is from Texas, a Longhorn fan since birth. This is just playful banter, it doesn’t mean much.”

“KJ Jefferson can run circles around Quinn Ewers!” “Not with a concussion he can’t!” “It’s not a concussion!” The squad watched the two stare the other down at the pool table.

“I wanna kiss you so bad right now,” Jake said, his voice low to where only she could hear it. “Yeah?” He nodded before pulling her in for a kiss.

Fanboy’s mouth fell open, “What the fuck just happened?” Rooster laughed, “They have been all over each other since they watched Leia this past weekend. I’m surprised they’re even out.”

“Hey guys, Sarah and I are headed home,” Jake said as he passed the table, knocking his knuckles on it as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders and took off toward the door.

So much for staying out.

*****

By the time game day rolled around, the squad came up with a game. Whenever one of them has a good burn or comeback, they get a point. And the winner gets to pick a punishment for the loser. But points weren’t revealed until the end of the game.

When they brought this up to the couple, their minds ran wild with ideas and both agreed.

Game time came and the squad made room on the couch for Jake and Sarah to sit by each other. But the couple sat on opposite sides of the room, each in a chair. “Ummm?” The squad looked to Coyote for help in understanding, “You don’t want them next to each other, trust me. I had popcorn in places popcorn should not be.” 

Jake opens his mouth before the game even starts, “Hey, y’all know what it’s called when Arkansas thinks they can take down the Horns? A PIGment of their imagination.” “Nice pun, but it’s a bunch of BULLshit. We’re giving y’all a free ride to the slaughter house.”

Coyote sighed and gave them each a point, “And we’re off..” 

Then the game started and they began watching.

Even though the squad focused more on what the two were saying.

The Longhorns got a pretty good start, getting a good lead pretty early in the game.

“You know, everything’s bigger in Texas,” Jake said, looking at the squad before trailing his eyes over to Sarah. “Even the gap between scores.” Rooster marked Jake down for a point.

Sarah wrinkled her nose and smiled, “Well… not everything.”

Fanboy had to cover his mouth to keep from laughing as he marked her down for a point.

“That’s not what you said last night,” Jake said with a shit-eating grin on his face. Rooster marked him down for another point.

At one point, the Hogs had a good possession, and then threw away the next one.

“Well, that’s just too bad… I guess the ‘natural state’s just naturally bad,” Jake drawled, laying the accent on thick. Sarah just glared at him and huffed before turning back to the game.

The first half was just not looking good for Arkansas, and Jake was thriving.

“Looks like these piggies are gonna be crying ‘boo’ all the way home,” Jake said once halftime started.

“Just wait, we’re gonna make a comeback, just need a good ass chewing,” Sarah said, mumbling the last part. Jake nodded, “Oh sure, yeah, when your pigs fly Sugar. They can’t close this gap.”

Sarah rolled her eyes and threw popcorn at him, “Whatever.”

Jake laughed, picking pieces of the snack off his jersey, “See guys, when you roll with pigs, it’s gonna get dirty. Only problem is, only the pig likes it.” The squad looked at Sarah, scared that Jake just fucked up.

But Sarah just hummed and stood up, grabbing her now empty bowl and putting empty cans and bottles in it.

She walked around Jake, hand slipping under his jersey as she leaned close to his ear, “I thought you liked when I got dirty Jake? Guess I was wrong.” Jake shivered a little and turned his head to catch her lips before she sauntered away to get more drinks.

The squad and Jake watched her leave before the squad brought their eyes back to Jake. He was looking longingly towards the kitchen, shifting a little in his seat. 

“You good, Bagman?” Bradley asked. Jake’s eyes snapped back to the group and he cleared his throat, “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine.”

****

The second half was really a turning point for Arkansas, they were getting traction and little errors were made.

“Would you look at that, pigs can fly,” Sarah smirked at Jake as they came back and kept Texas from scoring in the third quarter. Jake just rolled his eyes.

At the beginning of the fourth quarter, a flag was thrown for a false start and she said, “Man, everyone in Texas just seems to go too early.” No one missed her glance towards Jake, and Rooster gave her two points for that.

She was in trouble the minute she said that, and she knew she was in for it that night and a very lazy Sunday the next day. The glint in Jake’s eyes meant he was going to make her cum 10 different ways before he even thought about it.

She winked and went back to the game.

****

By the end, Arkansas came out on top.

While that was great and Sarah could rub the victory in Jake’s face, there were bigger stakes.

“Who won?”

“Yeah, who won?”

The squad looked down at the board, and sighed. “I’m sorry, Sarah. Jake won,” Coyote said, sighing. “It was really close, like a two point difference,” Fanboy pointed out.

Sarah hung her head, “I guess I can’t be too upset, Jake does have a big mouth.” Jake wrapped his arm around her waist, “We both got some pretty good ones in there. I just know how to piss you off.” She huffed out a laugh, “That you do.”

She sighed and stepped away, holding her arms out, “Welp, rules are rules. What’s my punishment?”

Jake smiled and slipped his jersey off, leaving him in a white t-shirt. He slipped it over her head, “You, my darling-” He worked it over her Razorback shirt. “-have to wear Longhorns apparel in public, and around the house, for a week.”

“You’re not serious,” Sarah said, eyes basically pleading for anything else. “Oh, I’m very serious,” Jake said, smirking.

Payback shook his head, “Hold on, that’s it? That’s all she has to do? Wear clothes with a bull on it. Hangman, come on.”

“Oh, she’s gonna be miserable, but look so so cute,” Jake told him. “I look awful in orange,” Sarah huffed out, crossing her arms. “No you don’t, Sugar.”

“I can’t wear this to school, I have to look professional.” Jake sighed, “Okay, you don’t have to wear it to work, but you change before practice, so you have to wear it then.” Sarah huffed again, “Alright.”

They shook hands.

“This is gonna suck.”

****

It was finally over, Sarah’s week of wearing Longhorns apparel was over.

She had to admit, Jake’s clothes were comfy and she loved wearing his sweatpants. But the fact her students and players knew how much she didn’t like the team her boyfriend adored, made it worse.

They teased her about it saying, “You finally caved? Wow Coach, I’m disappointed.” Or anything of the like.

But now it was Saturday and Jake didn’t have weekend duty, but he and Bradley went to go look at deck furniture for Bradley and Alyssa while Sarah stayed home and cleaned.

She had on Longhorn leggings Carter had gotten her as a joke and a sweatshirt of Jake’s; wanting to be comfortable but presentable because she had to go get groceries before Jake got home.

When she got home from the store she had 45 minutes before Jake would be walking through the door.

So she had 45 minutes to put her plan in motion.

She went in and straight to the kitchen to unload the groceries, taking maybe 10 minutes to put away the cold items. Then she went upstairs and freshened up with a quick shower.

Standing in the mirror, Sarah fixed her hair and did her makeup. Once she was done, she went to Jake’s side of the closet and pulled out a custom jersey she had her sister make for him.

As she slipped it on, her phone went off. It was a text from Jake saying that he’d be home soon and that he may or may not have bought her a new desk chair. She smiled at the thought and sent him a thank you and drive safe before she went downstairs to put her plan into motion.

****

When Jake pulls into the driveway, he’s rushing to turn it off, get the box out of the bed and hurry inside. He wanted to show Sarah the new desk chair he got her because the old one was broken and she’d been eyeing the one he just bought.

He gets in the house and immediately goes to put the chair box in the living room.

“Sugar! I’m home!”

“I’m in the kitchen, just putting away some groceries!”

Jake perked up at that and went to the kitchen to help her.

When he turned the corner, Sarah was refilling a cereal container before attempting to put it in its rightful spot on top of the fridge.

“Let me help with that,” he said, coming up behind her to put it up there.

“Thank you honey,” she said, turning to give him a kiss. “You’re so welcome Sugar.”

She laughed when she pulled away and started putting away other items.

This gave Jake time to take in what she was wearing.

And Texas orange never looked so good.

“Is that,” he crossed his arms and leaned on the counter. “Is that my jersey?” Jake knew the answer, his call sign was stamped to the back of it, he just wanted to hear her say it.

She nodded as she restocked the tea bags. “It is.”

Jake’s grin stretched across his face, “Well you look good Sugar.” Sarah smirked, “I am good, Baby, I’m very good.” She winked before bending over the counter to put the container back in its place…

Which gave Jake a perfect view of her bare ass.

And if he was already hard seeing her in the jersey, his jersey, he was painfully hard now.

He audibly groaned and his stomach swooped.

“You alright Honey?” Sarah asked as she stood up straight.

He nodded, “Jus’ fine Sugar.” She nodded and moved around the kitchen.

Jake’s eyes never left her bare legs as his mind concluded that she most likely wasn’t wearing a bra either. “I do have one question though.”

“Shoot.”

“Why aren’t you wearing underwear? Not that I’m complaining because I’m definitely not.”

Sarah giggled before walking over to him. Her arms went around his neck and her eyes trailed up to meet his.

“I realized that I technically didn’t follow the rules,” she said, playing with the hair at the base of his neck. He swallowed, “What do ya mean by that?”

She tilted her head a little and sighed sadly, “I don’t have Longhorn underwear. So, according to the rules…” One of her hands came to rest on his chest. “I shouldn’t be wearing any.”

Jake groaned as his hands found Sarah’s hips. “You’re gonna be the death of me…”

She giggled and moved in closer, “Rules are rules, Lieutenant…”

Growling, he surged forward and claimed her lips in a kiss.

Sarah smiled into the kiss as Jake’s arms snaked around her back and pulled her flush against him. Jake walked them both back to the corner of the counter, caging her in with his legs.

Jake got two handfuls of her ass and squeezed, causing her to gasp and moan against his mouth.

She can feel his hard on against her but as she goes to undo his belt, he stops her. “Not yet, Sugar.” Sarah whines but before she could complain Jake hoists her onto the counter top. She pulls him back to her and presses her lips to his.

He smirks against her lips before kissing her neck as his hands roam her torso, groping and squeezing at her hips and chest over the jersey. “Jake… baby please.” One of his hands cups her cheek, “Is my Razorback impatient?” She pouted and he chuckled, “Typical Hog…”

His unoccupied hand slipped under the jersey and his fingers lightly gracing her ribs before taking the weight of a breast in his palm.

She whimpered slightly and he felt his dick twitch at the sound. “Okay, okay, since you’ve gone through enough torture this week, I’ll spare you some now.”

Jake sank to one knee, his hands going to her calves and trailing up as he kissed her thighs.

He hooked his hands under her knees and pushed up, opening her up to him. “God, you’ve got such a pretty pussy, Sugar.” She moaned as licked his lips before placing a hot kiss to her clit.

“Oh fuck~ In the kitchen Jake?”

“It’s where the best meals come from, Sugar.”

One of Sarah’s hands carded itself into Jake’s hair as he dove back in, his tongue flattening against her cunt. “Oh Jake~”

He groaned against her as she tugged at his hair.

Jake’s lips created a vortex around her clit. “Jake! Oh my~” The long moan that followed her words had him groaning, sending vibrations through her.

She was mewling and letting out high pitched moans, pulling at his hair but the position she had put her in gave her little control. Her toes barely scraped the counter, so she couldn’t grind against his face properly.

Jake looked up at Sarah’s face as he released her clit to catch his breath, “You taste so sweet, Sugar~” He dipped his tongue into her entrance as he nuzzled into her pussy.

Her hand in his hair pulled him closer, making his nose bump her clit. “Please Jake, I need more, I’m so close.” The band in her core was hot and getting pulled tighter and tighter, but it wasn’t enough.

The whimpering and the tugging of his hair, just made him hungrier. Jake’s ears were being blessed with filthy but angelic sounds, and he couldn’t help but growl against his girlfriend’s sopping wet cunt.

He flattened his palms against the backs of her thighs and pushed them towards her chest and farther apart.

Jake pulled back, licking Sarah’s slick off his lips and chin as he watched her pussy twitch and clench around nothing.

“Jake, Darlin’, what the fuck?” She whined as the hand still in his hair tried to bring him back where she needed him most.

He chuckled and looked up and at her, his green eyes met her brown ones as they sparkled. “I’m sorry Sugar. I needed to catch my breath.”

Jake squeezed one of her thighs, “Hold this for me would ya?” Sarah rolled her eyes playfully but hooked her free hand under her knee. “Thank you, Sugar,” Jake said with a smirk.

He leaned in and placed a kiss on her clit before coming back and running his middle and index finger through her folds. He felt her clit twitch and he grinned, “That feel good, pretty girl?” “Yes~” Sarah managed to respond.

All the Texan could do was bite his lip before he brought his hand back and then down against her pussy; a wet slap and the Arkansan’s moan filled the kitchen.

“Fuck, baby~” She managed before yelping when he did it again. “Does my pretty girl like that? Does she like getting her pretty pussy slapped?” Sarah’s head banged against the cabinet, “Yes! Yes, she does! Oooh fuuuck~” In the middle of her answer, Jake had slapped her cunt again.

Jake just grinned and licked what he could off his hand before grabbing her thigh again.

He held eye contact as he dove back in, lapping at the wetness between her thighs.

Obscene sounds echoed in the kitchen. The wet, sloppy noises coming from between Sarah’s thighs and the moans coming from her spit covered lips.

“Jake, fuck! Please~”

“‘Please’ what, Sugar?” Jake hummed, kitten licking her clit.

“Please make me cum! I need to cum~” Sarah whined, panting as she looked down at her boyfriend.

Jake groaned and buried his face in her center. His tongue dipped in and out of her, his nose brushing against her clit.

Sarah moaned out his name, pulling him closer as her thigh fought to close around his head – but of course Jake wasn’t about to let her do that.

He could feel her clench around his tongue before he once again created a vortex around her clit, the wet sounds sending her over the edge.

“Jake Jake Jake~ Fuuuuck!”

Her thighs trembled in his hands and her hand gripped his hair tightly.

Jake brought her down from her orgasm gently, praising her as she calmed down. “You did so good for me Sugar.”

He changed his grip on her thighs as he stood up.

“You okay Darlin’?” Jake asked with a chuckle as she panted.

Sarah nodded, humming softly as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. “We’re gonna have to clean the kitchen before guests get here for the game…”

“In due time, Sugar… I need to take you to bed.”

“Lead the way Cowboy~”

Jake captured her lips and picked her up off the counter.

****

Jake didn’t need to see to get to their room, he’d navigated the path blindly plenty of times.

Once they got to their room, Jake dropped her on the bed – going with her because she didn’t want to part.

Sarah kissed down his throat, nails scratching the back of his head.

“Sugar, I’m wearing too many clothes,” he groaned out. “Then take them off,” she told him before kissing his neck again.

He weaved his hand into her hair and pulled her back.

“Ah~” “I can’t do that with you attached to me, Sugar.”

She pouted but let him go so he could undress. Jake smiled and stepped back.

He pulled his shirt off and went to work on his belt quickly. As he got it open and took it off, he saw Sarah reach for the bottom of the jersey.

“Jersey stays on.”

Sarah stopped moving and nodded, “Yes sir.”

Jake smirked and slipped his shoes off before sliding his pants and boxers down his legs.

He walked over and yanked her to the edge of the bed, making her yelp a little in surprise. He leaned down and kissed her deeply as he pushed two fingers inside of her, scissoring them to open her up.

When he removed them, he brought them to her mouth, “Open Sugar, get a taste of how sweet you are.” She did as told and took his digits into her mouth, bobbing her head a little bit.

Jake smiled at her, gently caressing her cheek before gripping the jersey in the valley between her breasts with that same hand.

In a swift, calculated motion he pushed himself to hilt, making her gasp and moan around his fingers.

“Ooooh fuck!~”

He gave her a second before she fluttered around him and he removed his fingers to hold her hand. “You ready? I’m going hard and fast.”

“Fuck me Jake!”

He smirked, “As you wish~”

Jake started pounding into her. His fist balled up in the orange jersey and her tits moved beneath it – the friction of the material doing wonders for her. His thrusts punched moans out of her, and her moans just made him harder.

Her walls clenched and fluttered around him, and her pussy just felt so good. Jake was a southern mess above her, while she was no better underneath him.

“Fuck~ Darlin’ it’s like you was made for me,” he punctuated that with a groan.

“Pussy squeezin’ me so fuckin’ good~ I know you’s fuckin’ close, make a mess of my dick, Sugar~”

She moaned underneath him and pulled him to her lips.

Jake propped his knee up on the bed and let go of the jersey in favor of cradling her head.

“Jake, fuck~ Your cock fills me so perfectly~”

His hips stuttered and he groaned.

Sarah looked into his green eyes, “I love you.” “I love you too.” Jake melded their lips together as she came around him.

She pulled back and let out a guttural moan against his mouth, making him falter in his rhythm.

“Put a baby in me, Jake. Fill me up until it takes. Make me mama~”

The moan Jake let out was deep in core as the tingle in his spine became lightning shooting up his back and he spilled into her.

“Fuckfuckfuckfuck–fuuuuck~”

He collapsed on top of her, both panting and sweaty messes.

They laid there for a few minutes, collecting themselves before Jake propped himself up on shaking arms.

“That was…” “Good.”

They laughed together before kissing sweetly.

Sarah sighed and looked over and noticed the time.

“Shit, it’s 5:30…”

“What happens at 5:30?”

“The game starts at 6, Jake.”

In his fuzzy, post-orgasmic brain it didn’t click right away.

“Why does that-”

Then it clicks.

“Shit…. They’ll be here any minute,” he hung his head.

He carefully pulled out, making them both sigh before going to the bathroom to get a rag and clean them both up.

He kissed Sarah on the forehead, “Are you gonna be okay while I go clean the kitchen?” She nodded, “We can cuddle during the game.” He smiled and pecked her lips, “I’ll put your Razorback leggings and sweatshirt out, along with some underwear.”

“Can you put your cologne on the sweatshirt?” He nodded and kissed her again. “I can do that.”

Jake got dressed and put Sarah’s clothes out, spraying his cologne on the pale yellow sweatshirt.

“Call me if you need me Sugar.” “I will.”

****

Jake gets downstairs and goes to the kitchen, immediately getting the spray and a paper towel to clean the surface of the counters.

About halfway through, the doorbell rang and he jogged over to answer it.

“Can I help- Rooster?”

Bradley just waved.

“Why did you ring the bell? You know you can just come in.”

He crossed his arms, “I needed to make sure you and Sarah were done.”

Jake was confused, “Done?”

Bradley’s face went red. “Hangman, I got here about 10 minutes ago and came in. I thought I was loud…”

Jake’s brow was still furrow but then his face dropped in realization. Bradley had heard them.

But he wasn’t embarrassed. No, he thought it was funny.

“Well, I guess that’s payback for what I’ve had to hear.”

The stairs creaked and both men looked up them.

“Oh hey Bradley!” Sarah greeted, voice a little raw. “Hey Sarah.” She looked at his red face, “Everything okay?”

“Oh yeah, yeah, I’m fine.” She nodded at him, not super convinced, “Okay. Um, pizza is getting made, do you think Javy would pick it up on his way?” Jake nodded, “Yeah I’ll text him.”

Jake went back to the kitchen and sent Javy a quick text before finishing the wipe down of the counter.

When 6 rolled around everyone had gotten there and the game started.

Jake had Sarah in his lap, her face buried in his shoulder during commercial breaks. By the end of the game, both had fallen asleep.

*******

A few weeks later, just before Christmas break, Sarah started feeling off.

She was tired, felt sick in the morning, and was getting emotional over everything. She thought it was her period but when she checked, she had missed it for December.

During her lunch she went and got a few tests, taking them just before coaching an away basketball game.

All three were positive.

Sarah smiled, covering her mouth as happy tears sprang to her eyes. She did a little math and the estimated date she had was the day she wore Jake’s jersey.

She couldn’t help but laugh a little bit.

“Woo-pig.”

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i hope you guys enjoyed this little piece!

this is just a filler piece that will be in a separate section of the masterlist. (probably titled: backstory idk though) let me know if you want more backstory/side quest pieces!

i’m hoping to get started on the reunion and get it up soon!

I do have a pinterest board set up for this, just to help me get into the vibe (one is to help with future parts, one is only for the current parts)

SO

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[belamcandas]

is that AVAN JOGIA? oh, no, that’s HARIJ ‘HARI’ VASAV, a THIRTY-TWO year old ER NURSE PRACTITIONER AT VALPARAISO CENTRO MEDICO who uses HE/THEYpronouns. they currently live in VALPARAISO, and the character they identify with most is CRISTINA YANG FROM GREYS ANATOMY . hopefully they find their own little paradise here in el país de los poetas! 

NAME — harij vasav  NICKNAME(S) — hari NAME MEANING — harij: the horizon. hari: lion, one who forgives all sins. vasav: lord indra AGE — thirty-two DATE OF BIRTH — october 25th STAR SIGNS — scorpio sun, virgo moon, scorpio rising PLACE OF BIRTH — boston, massachusetts SEXUAL ORIENTATION — queer RELIGION — agnostic, it's complicated SPOKEN LANGUAGE(S) — english, gujarati, spanish OCCUPATION — er nurse practitioner at valparaiso centro medico RESIDENCE — valparaiso FAMILY — munjal vasav ( father ), roslyn vasav ( mother ), hayva vasav ( sister )

tw: mentions of alzheimers, passing of a parent ( non descriptive for both subjects )

when your dad is a world renowned neurosurgeon it’s a hard pedestal to fall from, especially if you feel like you haven’t even begun to measure up. it’s even harder when that same father slowly starts to lose his memory. 

hari grew up as a shadow, at least, that’s what his dad called him when he would go to work with his father because him and his mother were fighting again and they couldn’t find child care. it seemed insane that a couple years later they would inevitably get back together again and have another child. then, his father would have two shadows. 

hayva would be the golden child, the one that would step up to the plate and do everything that his father had always wanted for hari, and hari wanted to make the same kind of difference – it’s just not in the way that their dad wanted. 

whenever they visited their mother on weekends she would look at her son, rest a hand on his shoulder and squeeze it as if she was saying that she understand what it meant to come second or third in his father’s life. 

but hari would always be his shadow, he was interested in the brain, but wanted to be at the heart of the action. 

when his dad is diagnosed with early on set alzheimer's their world shifts, hayva goes into overdrive into finding a cure, hari thinks that havya is a little naive to believe that they’ll be able to find one in such a short amount of time. it’s a slow process, and hari doesn’t want to just stand by and watch. 

they were a gifted student, but their extracurriculars lied behind a camera, growing up with other hospital kids gave them an abundance of free time and they would make movies, their playground was white walls and sterile environments but they made it into a kingdom. 

between weekends at moms, week days with his dad, he had his camera, but he stuck to his studies. he never knew what he wanted to do, and never felt like they quite fit in with their peers because they never had much time to get to know them. 

their dad used to say he was in his glory days before the disease finally took him out, their dad wrote books, did research, gave talks and began to prep hayva to take his place when she was old enough. 

hari loved their sister, but they loved their peace of mind more. 

it didn’t quite hit until their first year of college, that first taste of freedom when they were still deciding on what to major in. there was a college party, no one could really remember what really happened, too much drinking, too many kids who made stupid decisions, but hari had stepped in, with his calm demeanor and steady presence, he took control of the situation, saved a life. 

emergency medicine was what he was passionate about. they decided to become a nurse, and then eventually, an emergency nurse practitioner. 

his dad said that he was proud of him, but sometimes he wished that he would take his place, hari had said, why have me when you have hayva?

it would be years little communication, his dad’s disease worsening, and then, eventually a funeral. 

then there was a will, entitled to harij vasav, his dad had a little place in valparaiso and it was up to hari what they wanted to do with it. 

they’ve been trying to clean up the place, while living in it, with intentions to settle up. but they keep finding things in the house that belonged to their father throughout the years that makes it hard for them to let go. 

news articles of their fathers works, while harij’s school campus articles of the student film project they did when they were a sophomore, on top of him making the dean’s list, and when he got accepted at his first job, and how yes he might have been the munjal vasav’s child, harij was a good er nurse practitioner carving their own way in life without their father’s fame. 

maybe they’ll sell the house, but right now they’re finding that hard to do. 

headcanons & fun facts: 

kind of shy at first but once you get to know him a total goofball 

copes by playing video games 

has a letterbox account that they run like the navy 

actually a good little ‘filmmaker’ it was his passion all throughout his life but never got around to living it #sad but oh well !! 

a fan of so many muses in valpo like how come theres so many celebs and musicians living here this is crazy 

renting out a room so if anyone would like that connection im so down 

very good at their job !!!! like online they sound like an idiot but trust they know what theyre talking about when it comes to work matters !!!!! 

lowkey a pothead when they were not working but like thats fine theyre allowed 

also an avid vaper with esme and dante i fear :///// 

not close with their sister unfortch but she is a badass and is still currently in school etc to take up their fathers position 

mama’s boy !!! they talk all the time they’ve gotten very close over the years which is good but also sad bc theyve both felt that neglect ( even if it wasn’t purposeful on their dad’s end ) 

idk they’re an idiot to all relationships i fear

they wanna be loved so bad, and just like Seen

has a bearded dragon its their bestie frfr

#valpohqintro #━━ ❛❛ // HARIJ VASAV ! ¦ if it’s meant to be it’ll be i forgive it all as it comes back to me . 「 about ! 」

[lamarckianenterprises]

As I’m experiencing my fair share of writer’s block with my other projects, I have decided to embrace the irony, and write about four writing myths that I think all aspiring writers should know about, and learn to avoid. And at the suggestion of a friend these myths have been helpfully sorted based on their likelihood of torpedoing someone’s attempt at creating new work. 

While the list is obviously intended for new writers, it will hopefully be of use to others as well.

This is honestly such a common stumbling block that I’m just going to say it outright, Talent is as Stirner would put it, a spook. Outside of perhaps the realm of sports and martial arts, there’s no secret sauce passed down from the gods, God, or genetics that magically sets a people apart from the rest. Terry Pratchett, Douglas Adams, Neil Gaiman, Shakespeare, Etgar Keret, they’re not famous authors with dozens of published works because they ‘bloomed into their God given talent’, it’s because they earnestly put in the work to improve their skills in a field they love.

So everytime you sit in front of that empty page, and can’t bring yourself to write, don’t think, “Oh God doesn’t want this for me”, “Oh I’ll never be as good as those talented people”, “There’s no point, it’ll never get easier, I’ll never get any better because I’m a talentless hack” because no one is talented, it’s a spook. It’s just a way for people to tamp down their jealousy by externalizing the process of writing. After all, the counterpart to “I’ll never be as good as those talented people” is “Because those people never had to work to get that good”, they didn’t earn it, god just gave it to them. 

Now I admit that everyone’s circumstances are different, and there’s a hell of a lot of ways for someone’s familial or personal wealth, social standing, and place of birth to offer genuine advantages for learning the craft. After all, it does still take time that not everyone can spare, and it still costs a fair bit to get the tools for it even if you’re learning it ‘by yourself’ since pen and paper sure aren’t free, and boy oh boy do gadgets love to break down.

But you have to remember to not put yourself down if you’re struggling to write, or think you’re just not good enough yet. Everyone goes through it, and honestly like eight years and God knows how many pages in I still go through it. Writing is hard, but it’s hard for everyone, you’re not uniquely terrible or talentless for feeling this way, it’s normal, it’s fine, you’re doing good. 

And honestly, everyone looks back and thinks, "Oh I'll never be as good as the old Masters", it's normal, but also honestly wrong. Like it or not one day your kid or grandkid is going to dunk on their version of modern lit and go, "God, I wish Hussie was still around, Homestuck was so good, nothing like the trash they’re pumping out today."

Probably not the first time you’ve heard this one before, but it bears repeating because I sure as hell fell for it so here goes:

Your first draft doesn’t have to be good, it doesn’t have to be presentable, it does not have to be anything but the barest expression of your ideas put on paper. You don’t have to worry about expressing your ideas as best as you can, you just have to try and express them. 

There’s no sense in stumbling over each paragraph in near isolation, and then doing it all over again as a finished whole later anyway, when you could just write it all out and proofread and edit it then. This doesn’t mean you can’t workshop ideas, or go back to add, or remove a tidbit, or a paragraph every now and then, but just don’t fall into the trap of real time editing. As the friends who I ask to proofread every other paragraph of anything I write will attest to, it's not going to make you a better writer, just a slower one. 

In the end your first draft is never going to wow anyone with its presentation, and it’s honestly not meant to. Ignore the urge to be a perfectionist and just write, don’t get bogged down in the petty details and craftsmanship till you’re done.

This is technically two Myths, but I think they’re closely related enough to count as one. Not every story needs an extremely well thought out and planned storyline and setting, but conversely, you generally can’t just sit down and write without a plan and expect it to be good. The latter mostly applies to longer form works, but we’ll start with the former for now.

As a writer, it can be easy to get caught up in an idea, and let it carry you along into a sort of feature creep. You’re not just writing a story about the dragon hunting adventures of a silly, lovestruck knight, and his fellow knight who yearns to be his equal and perhaps lover anymore, now you suddenly need to invent a setting, with your takes on fantasy races, their histories and cultures, and detailed descriptions of the various realms and what they contend with. It just keeps growing and growing until you give up and just resign the idea and all of your work so far to the realm of “Maybe I’ll get back to it later.”

Not everything needs to be Tolkenian in scope and planning, you don’t have to start from a world and work your way back to a story, if it’s not going to come up, then don’t worry about it. You can always expand on ideas as you go along and, as long as you keep note of everything you’ve established then you should be fine. 

That’s how Tolkien did it, and if Conlang George the usual outlier who made up like fifty languages for fun during WW1 and 2 didn’t just sit down and pontificate about every nitty gritty of his setting before writing the first ‘middle-earth’ story, then you really shouldn’t expect yourself to for every work.

But you should plan your works, it doesn’t have to be a big multi page pitch bible but, it’s generally a good idea to jot down a couple of paragraphs to set the story’s flow and premise, both to ground you as you riff along the details, and also just to remind you in case something happens.

Even if you’re writing the flashiest of fics with a concrete premise in your mind that you just need to put down to paper. It still doesn’t hurt to make a note of it first, you know, just in case literally anything happens to disturb your work, and you end up coming back to a blank page, or a few sentences you can’t quite remember the point of.

This is less of a conceptual trap and honestly more of a personal skill issue, and it’s honestly not all that relevant for someone who’s already read this deep into an article about common writer myths and mistakes. But when I first started out, I was transfixed by what I could best describe as an urge for linguistic or should I say stylistic purity. I didn’t want to be overly influenced by other people’s writing, I wanted to develop my own style, and that meant reading less, avoiding learning about writing from other people, and not seeking out criticism no matter how constructive from other writers. 

I grew out of it eventually, but it led to me picking up a lot of bad writing habits both from my hubristic avoidance of learning the fundamentals, and from course correcting out of it down the line. This was almost definitely caused by my fragile sense of pride, but I do think that a part of it was fueled by a mix of the first myth, and the common trope for writers in fiction to be depicted as somehow being isolationist in nature, that it necessarily involves some degree of separation from society at large to do ‘proper’ writing, when this is simply untrue. 

Writing and art in general are fairly collaborationist in nature, as a writer you simply cannot and will not improve if you are unwilling to work with people. If you cannot take criticism, if you don’t think there’s anything you could learn from other writers, if you intentionally cut yourself off from all that, you are never going to become a better writer. Not to yourself, and certainly not to anyone else. 

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And that was four common writing myths that every writer should learn to avoid. There’s definitely more myths I could cover, such as the general expectation that a good work will get a good reception and thus a good reception equals a good work, but we’re already 1500 or so words into this article and, four is a good number for endings.

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KLAP Translation: Part 4

Getting settled in

Koyomi: "Alright everyone, this is the current pension problem facing Japan."

Koyomi: "The discussion is a bit difficult but, did everyone listen to it properly?"

Kanade: "Aye. I even left notes in my notebook."

Koyomi: "As expected, Kanade-kun, such a good student. Then… the one falling asleep a while ago, Touma-kun!"

Touma: "...Wha?"

Koyomi: "From what age can Japanese accept pension payments? What's the answer?" 

Touma: "Huh? Ohh... What? Like 300 years?

Koyomi: "Y-You weren't listening at all..."

Koyomi: "Besides! In the first place, humans can't live to be 300 years old!"

Koyomi: "Then...Camil-kun?"

Camil: "Hm... I heard perfectly. They can start accepting it

about 23,800 days after birth."

Koyomi: "Yes, that's ri... Eh? Is that right?"

Camil-kun gave a big thumbs up.

...Alright. I don't really get it but let's go with that. After I again started to explain the pension system...

Touma: "What the heck? After turning 65 they can accept this 'pension' right? Then what about us then?"

Touma: "If we go to the human realm, can we just get free money?"

Koyomi: "Oh... I see. Your age range is completely different from humans."

Sousuke: "I'm the complete definition of youth though~"

Akito: "Hmmm...? In short the money is just being scattered around? The human realm is surprisingly disordered."

Koyomi: "I-I don't think that's how it is. Well, since you're all UMA, and not human you probably can't accept any pensions...?"

Ryou: "Hmm... But we're usually in our human forms, so there might be those secretly getting it~"

Kaede: "Wow, that's low. Ryou, if you do something like that I’ll have nothing to do with you." 

Ryou: "N-Not me! Don't say weird stuff like that!"

Kanade: "Hm, money huh. Money has long driven people mad since ancient times. We have to be careful too."

Camil: "Dirty money... Incident of corruption… ...Hah?! Like poisoning your food...?!"

Camil: "...Touma-kun, I might be hungry." 

Touma: "Dahh! Just because we sit close together don't think you can just pretend to be all ignorant in front of meeee!"

――A month as passed since I came to Aima Prefecture.

It's only been one month but… My time here has been jam-packed, and my days have flown hecticly.

Rampage and training, ever since that day, I've encountered them countless times. I no longer felt the shock and terror than I did before. 

Nowadays, I'm still a bit shoddy, but have been gradually coming to terms in my position as a trainer...at least trying. Well, the only times I trained by myself was in the training room, but… 

But either way, I, Yamashiro Koyomi, have been flourishing and growing well.

Koyomi: (...P-Probably...!)

Rampage and training, ever since that day, I've encountered them countless times. I no longer felt the shock and terror than I did before. 

Nowadays, I'm still a bit shoddy, but have been gradually coming to terms in my position as a trainer...at least trying. Well, the only times I trained by myself was in the training room, but...

But either way, I, Yamashiro Koyomi have been flourishing and growing well.

Koyomi: (...P-Probably...!)

Looking at the clock, it was a little past 1 o'clock. Meaning it was lunch time.

Koyomi: "Hm~♪ Time for food~♪"

Today I prepared my own lunch. Though being an adult, a newbie teacher like me doesn't have that much money in the first place.

Koyomi: (I better be sure I start saving up.)

Koyomi: "Okay, thank you for the mea――"

???: "...Oh? That looks good, lemme help myself." 

Before I could take my first bite, one of my two fried chicken pieces was relentlessly snatched away.

Koyomi: "No! My fried chicken! Hyuuga-sensei, you're terrible!"

Shinobu: "Huh? That's what happens when a starving, low paid man sees perfectly good fried chicken in front of him. Don't flaunt it around."

Koyomi: "I wasn't trying to flaunt it around! All you're doing is stealing my food, Hyuuga-sensei!"

Shinobu: "Tch... Sheesh. Fine then. Here, how about a piece of mint gum in exchange?"

Koyomi: "I'm not looking for any trades! Ah, hey...! Stop that! Don't touch my fried eggs...!"

Nurarihyon: "Hahaha. Well, aren't you having fun."

Koyomi: "Oh! N-Nurarihyon-sensei. I'm sorry we were being loud..."

Nurarihyon: "It's fine… Well? Have you gotten used to Yomi School, for the most part?"

I pondered over Nurarihyon-sensei's  question a bit… Then nodded with a smile.

Koyomi: "Yes!  I still have a ways to go with my skills but… I want to do my best while I'm here."

Nurarihyon: "...I see. Koyomi-sensei, I have great hopes for you." 

Koyomi: "Yes!"

Shinobu: "Ohhh-ohhh~ Overflowing with youth I see."

Shinobu: "Well, if the training gets difficult, you can come to me for advice, okay?"

Shinobu: "You're still fresh meat after all. There's no shame in asking your senpai for a helping hand. You can depend on me too, ya know?"

Koyomi: "...Hyuuga-sensei...!"

Shinobu: "Like this, cleanly in two! If anyone's annoying ya I'll dissect them, no――dismember... I'll take care of them either way!" 

Koyomi: "......"

...I've decided.

I won't ask for any help from Hyuuga-sensei. It's not about me, it's about a student possibly in danger. I quickly heard the sound of the door.

???: "Ah sheesh...! Sensei...?! Are you in there?!"

Koyomi: "Huh... Kaede-san? What is it?"

Kaede: "Oh, good...! Sorry, that idiot Ryou-kun is in Rampage again...! Would you come to the cafeteria?!"

Nurarihyon: "That so. Is it that punk Oumi? He's the same as always..."

Shinobu: "Even though he's a werewolf, he's got a brain like a goldfish. Well, we got a newbie willing to do her best right here."

Ignoring such thoughtless words, I ran off towards the cafeteria.

Koyomi: "...Ryou-kun, just wait a bit...!" 

I ran to the cafeteria.

There, Ryou-kun's eyes were red, and he had violently mowed down the tables and chairs in the room. The other students looked upon the scene from a distance.

Koyomi: (I have to stop him soon...!)

Ryou: "Gurgh... Gwahh!!"

Koyomi: "Everyone move back...! I'll take over from here!"

I took the training whip into my hand, and slowly approached Ryou-kun. 

Ryou: "AHHHHHHHHH!!"

Koyomi: "......?!"

I quickly moved to avoid a chair thrown towards me.

Koyomi: (It's unmanageable to control him in such a huge space...!)

Koyomi: (One way or another, I have to use this whip to calm down Ryou-kun...!)

I gripped my trembling hand onto the whip and stepped forward to swing it.

Ryou: "Gwah?!"

The whip hit directly at his side. It clearly caused him to stagger. I used little strength when I swung it but...

Koyomi: (Like it was explained, for UMA going through Rampage, this whip seems to have a tremendous effect...!) 

Without missing a beat, I quickly went to lash again.

Koyomi: "I-If I hit him with this, he should calm down a bit..."

Ryou: "Gwaaaaaahhhh!!"

Koyomi: "H-Huh...?! Wait, does it not have any effect?!"

Annoyed at the whip I lashed at him, Ryou-kun headed towards me at full speed!

???: "Sheesh... It's seems you're not quite ready to do this alone."

A solid, sharp sound of a whip. I turned around, and saw Shion-sensei shrug his shoulders.

Koyomi: "Shion-sensei...!"

Shion: "That being said, first let's handle Oumi-kun's training. I'll show you the ropes, Miss."

Shion-sensei walked briskly and stepped forward, and lashed his whip with conviction.

Shion: "Oumi-kun, prepare yourself accordingly. I'm different from her..."

Shion: "――I won't be nice about it."

A second later, Shion-sensei's whip swung from all directions, striking at Ryou-kun's body.

Ryou: "Gwaaaaaaahhhhh?!"

Shion: "Hahaha...! What a good cry you make...! However... There's still a lot where that came from!"

Koyomi:(W-Whoa...)

Shion-sensei usually seems kind but the expression on his face felt a lot more wicked than usual.

Shion: "There! There, there there there!"

Koyomi: (I-It's almost like he's having fun...)

As I stood there dumbstruck, Shion-sensei continued the training――

Shion: "Now...this will be the end! Cry to your heart's content!" 

With one last swing――

Ryou: "Eeeh?! Ahhhhhhhhh!!"

His cry reverberated throughout the room. 

Afterward...

After clearing up the disordered cafeteria… As for me, I was critisized by Shion-sensei on the spot regarding my incompetency as a trainer.

Shion: "Honestly... Struggling so much from Oumi-kun's Rampage. I had believed you had improved a bit over this past month, Miss."

Koyomi: "Urgh...! I was under the same impression though..."

Shion: "Either way... You don't have enough conviction towards training, and on top of that, you seem to be very hesitant."

Shion: "These UMA require more than just a kind and sincere teacher."

Shion: "Miss, you are a trainer. To increase your skills as a trainer, please work hard and improve yourself."

Koyomi: "Yes..."

Incidentally――The cause of Ryou-kun's Rampage seemed to have been the egg yolk in his soba resembled the moon.

According to the person in question, he got so aroused he couldn't resist...apparently. It appears the reason behind the first Rampage I witnessed was because of a tennis ball… What an easily triggered condition.

Shion: "Although… It's a problem for Oumi-kun if thats all it takes. To Rampage because he saw the moon in his soba..."

Shion: "*sigh*... He won't be able to go out to the human realm if he can Rampage so easily. Sheesh, he's quite a troublesome one, isn't he?"

――You too, Miss. It felt like that was what he was implying, and all I could do was strain a smile.

Koyomi: "Alright, that concludes this morning's homeroom. Kaede-san."

Kaede: "Stand. Bow."

Students: "Thank you very much."

Once I returned to the staff room, I unexpectedly saw Kanade-kun had stopped by.

Koyomi: "...Kanade-kun? You've been rubbing your eyes for a while now, do you have something in them?"

Kanade: "Urnya... That's not it." 

He made a soft fist and softly rubbed around his eyes.

Kanade: "Urnya...Well. I couldn't calm down this morning. Washing my face like this calms me."

Akito: "Huh? Then that means――?"

I heard the sound of thunder rumbling in the distance, and it started to sprinkle outside.

Koyomi: "Ohh... I see now. When a cat washes their face, it means it'll rain."

Akito: "I get in a good mood when the air gets damp myself… I wouldn't mind if it rained everyday, though."

Koyomi: "Wait? But Akito-kun, aren't you able to use your powers to make it rain?"

Koyomi: "If you're that into rain then you could whenever..."

Akito: "Hmm... Well I'd like to be able to do that. It makes me considerably exhausted though. So I only want to use it during significant times."

Koyomi: "Whaaaat~? But you used it to smoothly talk to me when we first met."

Akito: "Of course I would. When I see a beautiful woman like you, Sensei, I can't waste the opportunity. At that time, I had to use all my power to appeal to you, you know?"

Touma: "Tch. The idiot's saying some idiotic stuff."

Akito: "Yeah yeah. Don't be jealous 'cause you aren't popular." 

Touma: "What was that?!"

They argued loudly with each other as usual. Facing away from them,  I looked outside the classroom and...

Koyomi: "Oh..."

What started as a soft pitter-patter sound at the window changed into a heavy rain.

Camil: "Oh... It's quite a downpour."

Sousuke: "Whoa, but I didn't bring my umbrella~ Give me a break."

Kanade: "Urnya… I'm weak against the rain. I have no motivation and just want to sleep."

Koyomi: "Hmmm... I see… Kappas enjoy the rain, but Nekomata do not."

Touma: "UMA all have different traits and characteristics. Of course we'll have different views on our surroundings."

Camil: "I'm poor against sunlight. So I always lather myself with sunscreen."

Koyomi: "Huh, kinda similar to girls?"

Sousuke: "I'm a cool Snow Woman type… Therefore, I hate being somewhere not nice and cool. It'd be unthinkable to sweat with such beautiful skin, right?"

Koyomi: "H-Huh, kinda similar to girls..."

Camil-kun is like the quiet girl type. Sousuke-kun is like the bossy type of girl. I'm surprised I classified them like that in an instant.

Koyomi: (Your outlook on life really varies depending on your attitude...)

While we were chatting about such things...

???: "Everybody! You've been excused!" 

At the loud voice, the classroom door burst open.

???: "*sigh...* This is a low-level classroom as usual it seems? Looking at this poor place is unbearable!" 

With a walk that resembled a wriggly earthworm or a snake, the speaker walked toward us.

Koyomi: "Oh...umm...? W-Who might you me...?"

???: "Hehehe...! Pleased to make your acquaintance, new teacher."

Nagato Haruka:Haruka: "My name is Nagato Haruka!  From the esteemed, renowned, and heir  to the great Nagato Tengu Clan!!"

Koyomi: "T-Tengu clan...?"

Curious about the meaning of that, I glanced towards Touma-kun for answers, but he looked away as if he didn't want to be involved.

???: "As expected of the très bien, Haruka-sama!"

Haruka: "Then! These are Uten and Saten! They are my loyal servants...!"

Uten: Uten: "Uten here!"

Saten: Saten: "Saten here!"

Haruka: "From hereafter, be sure to recognize――"

Koyomi: "...*sigh*..."

I couldn't wrap my head around how to even deal with this guy who appeared so suddenly, and just vacantly nodded.

Koyomi: (H-He's quite a character...)

I unconsciously just stared at him as he stood in front of me. Just from his long, big nose I could understand he was a member of a Tengu Clan.

His followers, Uten and Saten also at first glance had noses large enough to be considered typical for an adult. If that's the norm for them...

Touma: "...W-What do you want? Why ya lookin' at me?"

Koyomi: (...Mm-hmm. Then it would be the case that Touma-kun's nose is short.)

Though, for a human like me,  I really can't understand how they could be so picky about someone with such beautiful facial features...! 

Haruka: "Hmmmmm?! Are you perhaps..."

Before I realized, Haruka-kun had got into my personal bubble.

Koyomi: "W-W-W-W-W-W-What is it?!"

Haruka: "...You were enchanted by me, were you not?!"

Nope, not at all. 

I was about to deny his remark, bit at a speed to disallow any input from me, he theatrically gestured toward his nose.

Haruka: "No! It's alright! You don't have to say it...! I understand you completely."

Haruka: "My great, elegant nose...! It's only natural for a lady as beautiful as you to be captivated by such a sight...!"

Akito: "Unfortunately, we don't have a lady with such fetishes in this class."

Akito: "You should leave at once."

Haruka: "Hmph, how foolish. The average size of a Tengu's nose is 13cm, but my nose is 20.41cm! There exists no woman who wouldn't be captivated by this nose!"

Koyomi: "Ah, um... I'm not especially interested..."

Haruka: "Urgh... Yes. Yes I understand, lady. It's something you cannot admit in front of others!

Haruka: "But I know the truth. Every lady in the world likes them larger of course...!"

Uten: "The best nose in all of Aima! It's simply magnificent!"

Saten: "No no, not just in Aima, but in all of Japan! All share fierces fall to his charm!"

Haruka-kun looked up towards the sky, and Kanade-kun heaved out a huge sigh.

Kanade: "*sigh*... Sheesh. Haruka is as arrogant as ever."

Sousuke: "Ahaha! It's so funny how he's so riled up about himself. As expected of the No. 1 guy who doesn't listen to anyone but himself."

Camil: "Also known as Freedom Haruka."

Haruka: "...Hm? Well well well? Mayhaps that person over there is...?"

Touma: "......"

Haruka: "A member of the Tengu Clan but with a short nose, Mimasaka Touma-kun! Well! Long time no see!"

Touma: "What you mean 'long time no see', idiot. You're in the class next door, it ain't none of that."

Haruka: "Besides... Huh...? Maybe I'm just imagining it but, did your nose get shorter?"

Touma: "S-Shut it! It hasn't changed!"

Haruka: "Haha, how rude of me! With a short nose like yours, I was worried you'd bump into something and break it off!" 

After saying that, Haruka-kun flicked his finger at Touma-kun's nose.

Koyomi: (Wait... I feel like I've seen this scene before...)

Koyomi: (...Oh! Like the old man always picking on others at the bar!)

Koyomi: (Getting picked on is pretty bitter… I understand. I understand you, Touma-kun!)

While I tried to remember something so trivial from the bottom of my heart...

Touma: "Hey, shut up already! Really, why'd you come here in the first place?! Hurry and get back to your own classroom!"

Haruka: "Hahaha! I just came along to say hello to a dear friend. You're such a spoilsport! Well then, adieu!"

Touma: "Just who is your friend?! You scumbag!!"

......

A person, no, Tengu that appeared like a storm. Nagato Haruka-kun...that’s the image I had of him.

Koyomi: "Maybe it's just that he's eccentric… Or is everyone like that in the Tengu Clan...?"

Touma: "Everyone... What do you mean by that? You make it to seem we're a part of the same clan."

Sousuke: "Ahaha! Since he's a part of the Tengu Clan, of course you'd be a part of the same clan as him, Touma! Touma-kun, you really are thick-skullled huh~"

Touma: "Grgh... Ahー Shut up, shut up! That trash Haruka is the exception, a rarity, and a problem child! Don't lump me with that idiot!"

Well, if you look at those two's exchanges, anyone is bound to notice… Unsurprisingly, Touma-kun and Haruka-kun seem to be completely incompatible.

Koyomi:  "But... From his appearance, he really did look Tengu-ish? His nose was really long..."

Touma: "...Huh. Guess I'm just a small-nosed Tengu..."

Koyomi: "Eh? W-What's with the dark mood, Touma-kun? That wasn't a snide comment, just my first impression?!"

Kanade: "In the world of Tengu, having a high nose is recognized as a manly feature."

Koyomi: "Ah... Ohh, I get it. It's similar to height in the human realm..."

That being said, I think that's a matter of personal preference.

Touma: "I don't wanna admit it, but even from my point of view Haruka has a worthy nose. Any woman who saw that nose would fall head over heels for him..."

Koyomi: "I-I don't think that's true..."

Koyomi: (So not only do their habits and features vary by race, their standards of beauty are different too...)

I thought I understood my students' lives and their attitudes well but… It then sunk in that there was still much I didn't know about different species of UMA.

Koyomi: (I better study up more, for their sake too!)

Koyomi: "...That being said, I'd like to know more about my students so if you have any materials I could borrow..."

I thought it was a good idea. I consulted with Nurarihyon-sensei to see if there were any written materials available for me to gain a deeper understanding of each race of my students.

Nurarihyon: "Ohhh, I see. You want to know more about your students? In that case...then let me offer to lend you this file."

From a rack jammed with files, he pulled one out and handed it to me.

Nurarihyon: "When they enroll, we collect personal details over the students."

Nurarihyon: "If you read through this thoroughly, as they say, you'll gain a deeper understanding of them."

Koyomi: "Thank you so much!"

After returning home from school that day. After a short break, I started to read carefully through the materials that were lent to me.

Koyomi: "Then... In order for me to better understand my students, I have to read these materials thoroughly."

I opened the file.

Koyomi: "...First off, who should I start with?"

>>Turn over to a suitable page

OPTIONS:

> Check Touma's page

> Check Sousuke's page

> Check Akito's page

> Check Camil's page

> Check Kanade's page

Koyomi: "Let's check Touma-kun's page..."

I quickly found his page.

Mimasaka Touma

Born January 1st. 73-years-old.

Eldest son of the Mimasaka Tengu Clan

Abilities include summoning wind and flying. Family consists of his mother, younger brother, and three very young sisters. His father is deceased...

Koyomi: "...He's from a single-mother household."

However, the timing and reasons behind his father's death aren't written. I'm not sure if I'll ever get the opportunity… In order to understand the circumstances behind it, I'll have to ask him himself.

Koyomi: "Oh, there's also an exposition on the Tengu Clan."

Originally, the Tengu Clan dressed in Yamabushi clothing, in their hands they held a Hauchiwa, a fan of mighty power.

On their backs were bird-like wings. The one with the high nose was Nakataka Tengu. The one with a bird-like beak is Karasu Tengu――etc. Even though they are both of the Tengu race, these two are treated differently so beware.

Koyomi: "Huh... I didn't know that. There's different types among Tengu..."

Koyomi: "Like I thought there's still so much I don't understand. Keeping that in mind, I need to look into the others as well."

Koyomi: "Let's check Sousuke-kun's page..."

I quickly found his page.

Suou Sousuke

Born March 3rd. 18-years-old. 

A very rare male snow woman.

Abilities include causing snow to fall and freezing any object regardless of the weather. Parents are absent. Raised in the orphanage "Mahoroba Garden'' located in Aima's Tokoyo town.

Koyomi: "Sousuke-kun grew up in a home..."

Did he not bring any of that up himself because he didn't want to or because he couldn't?

I'm worried about it but there was another thing I was concerned about.

Koyomi: "His parents are absent but that means they're not dead...right?"

I'm not familiar with the details but, it seems there's different circumstances in the human realm where parents will send their children to a home. 

What on earth led him to be left at the orphanage, and how does Sousuke-kun feel about that himself...?

Koyomi: (Would there be any opportunity to ask Sousuke-kun about that...?)

Koyomi: "Let's check Akito-kun's page..."

I quickly found his page.

Suruga Akito

Born May 5th. 168-years-old.

Surugaya

Eldest Kappa son to the large UMA-owned company, Surugaya, with many channels in the human realm.

Abilities include being able to produce rain at will.

Koyomi: "Wow...! Akito-kun comes from a rich family."

Koyomi: "UMA-owned company… Wait, just what sort of business is it?"

Since Kappa can probably make it rain, I wonder if it has to do with water...though that's a simple way of thinking."

Koyomi: "Let's see, what's left...? Oh, about Kappa themselves..."

They have been sighted throughout Japan since ancient times, with differing names and appearances from region to region.

From Western Japan, it is said they came from Mainland China, but in contrast to Eastern Japan, it is theorized they were familiars to the Onmyouji and Yamabushi. Various theories have been proposed, but the truth remains to be unknown.

They like cucumbers and sumo wrestling, but use caution to not pull their arm from one side, as they are connected as one within the body, and if pulled they will fall out.

Koyomi: "Ehh?! T-That's quite the secret… I'll have to be careful."

Koyomi: "That's all there is written about Akito-kun. Keeping that in mind, I need to look into the others as well."

Koyomi: "Let's check Camil-kun's page..." 

I quickly found his page.

Camil Settselin

Born July 7th. 333-years-old. A vampire originally from Eastern Europe. Came to Japan during the start of the Meiji era.

Koyomi: "So Camil-kun wasn't born in Japan..."

Koyomi: "And during the Meiji era? Wow."**

As expected of UMA, their perception of time is very different from humans.

Koyomi: "Let's see, this is...? Ohh, this must be information surrounding vampires?"

For their source of life, they prefer living-human blood. When sucking blood, they stab their fangs into the flesh of their prey. 

When doing so, it is said they may feels a sense of sexual pleasure, but whoever is sucked by a vampire will too become a vampire. 

They can transform their bodies into a bat, wolf, or fog. They can enter any kind of area, but cannot cross flowing water such as rivers.

They may not enter a building they have not entered before unless someone invites them in from inside. Their appearances cannot be reflected in mirrors or glass, when sleeping, they sleep within a coffin in the ground.

Garlic

Many possess a strong force to live a long life, but they are weak to silver weapons and garlic. They burn to ash when exposed to the sunlight. 

They take pride in the fact they're so resilient they're nearly immortal. but if a wooden stake is driven into their heart they truly meet death.

Koyomi: "I knew a bit about vampires but,  there are a lot of different findings and weaknesses..."

Though... I've never seen Camil express interest in blood before. I wonder why that is?

Koyomi: "...Well anyway, that's about it for Camil-kun's page. I still have time, so I'll read another one of their pages."

Koyomi: "Let's check Kanade-kun's page..."

I quickly found his page.

Harima KanadeBorn September 9th. 602-years-old. Currently living alone in [Tokoyo Town], in Aima Prefecture.

Nekomata UMA

Koyomi: "Really, 602-years-old… It's really unbelievable now that I think about it."

Koyomi: "Hmmm… Oh, he was born around the Sengoku period."

Koyomi: "......"

Koyomi: "...Sengoku period?!"**

That's somehow so unbelievable it was causing a headache, so I decided to keep reading through the file.

When a cat is kept by a person and dies of old age, it is said if they hold any regrets from life, they will transform into a Nekomata.

When turning into a Nekomata, the cat's tail will split into two, and occasionally walk on two legs. Not only will they understand human speech, but they may speak themselves.

Koyomi: "For any cat lover, the UMA must feel like a dream."

In my home growing up, we had a dog but if they could understand our language, by all means I'd want that.

Koyomi: "But then that means… A long time ago, Kanade-kun had an owner. I wonder what kind of person they were?" 

He must've been a cute cat before.

Koyomi: "Hm... That's it for Kanade-kun's page. Then let's continue a bit more to read about the others."

Koyomi: "Huh? Wait, this is..."

The suitable page I had flipped over to… it looks like it has information on Shion-sensei.

This file was just supposed to have details about the students... Did someone make a mistake when organizing the materials? That being said...

Koyomi: "......"

Koyomi: "I-I'm really curious...!"

A man who normally has a beaming smile, but can occasionally spit out harsh words. Besides that impression of him, I really don't know much else about Shion-sensei.

Koyomi: "...I'll...I'll just read a tiny bit..."

Since he wasn't a student but a co-worker, I felt a little awkward reading his profile...

In the end, I decided to read it.

Izumo Shion: Age: Unknown. Origin: Unknown.

Koyomi: "Eh...?"

Koyomi: "His age and origin is unknown...?"

While currently living alone in Tokoyo Town, of Aima Prefecture, he works as a trainer at The UMA Yomi Abyss Vocational High School. He is in charge of the subject World History.

Koyomi: "...That's it...?"

There's only a few lines about it. That was all the information that was written down, and the rest of it was blank. 

...For some reason, something felt off with this information.

Koyomi: "It doesn't even say when he started working at the school… I don't think this information makes any sense..."

I was reading the materials about Shion-sensei to know a bit more about him but, on the contrary I just have this odd feeling that there must be a bigger mystery.

Koyomi: "That Shion-sensei...really is a mystery."

Despite worrying about it for a while, I couldn't help what I didn't know.

Koyomi: "In the meantime... My first priority should be learning more about my students." 

I nodded, and began to read through other information.

I couldn't stop reading partway through, and ended up reading it in its entirety. By the time I had finished, it was already around 3:00am. I hurried to prepare for tomorrow, and cheerfully crawled into bed.

Koyomi: "Again, there was just so much I didn't know."

The fact that Touma-kun comes from a single-mother household, and finding out Sousuke-kun grew up in a home.

I was surprised to learn about Akito-kun's family business, and on top of that they even trade in the human realm. Camil-kun had come to Japan during the Meiji era. Kanade-kun was born again before the Sengoku period.

Koyomi: "You can tell the difference between them and humans just from looking at them, but… UMA are really special beings."

They seem the same as humans, but are totally different from humans. There are many things they didn't understand just from theory class...

Similarly, there must be a lot of things I'm still ignorant about even after reading this document.

Koyomi: "I want to try to get to know everyone better but, how can I do that...?"

......

Koyomi: "Oh! I know just the way!"

The next day after school...

The school bell echoed, and I quickly called out to the students as they started getting ready to leave.

Koyomi: "Oh, please wait, everyone! I have something I'd like you all to hear!"

Kanade: "Hm? What is it, Madam?"

Koyomi: "Well... In order for me to better get to know everyone, I was thinking of doing home visits."

Sousuke: "Home...visits? What's that? I've never heard of some event like 'home visit' here at Yomi school."

Koyomi: "Home visits are where I, your teacher, visit everyone's home and talk with your family and such..."

Akito: "Eh? Like a marriage discussion? I'm happy you're being assertive but...I still wanted to enjoy my free time."

Koyomi: "I-It's not that at all! It's not like that..."

Touma: "Then... Are you here to challenge the top of my house and test your skills?"

Koyomi: "Just where did you get that idea?!"

Kanade: "Yes, first we must hear Madam out."

The noise and commotion died down after Kanade-kun spoke. I just continued.

Koyomi: "I've reported to the school about visiting everyone's home..."

Koyomi: "If any of your parents have questions or concerns, please have them ask."

Koyomi: "This way, your teacher will be able to learn more about you all, right?"

Touma:  "Uuuurgh... I don't really care either way."

Sousuke: "I mean, it sounds like a huge pain~"

Camil: "I see, I see. So you're there to see what's cookin'?"***

Akito: "Huh...? I think it's fine. If Sensei has interest in me, then I'll have to do my best to give her a warm welcome."

Kanade: "Hm... Madam visiting my home... Alright! I'll be sure to prepare a delicious batch of tea."

There was a noisy uproar about it all but, it seems they're all fine with the idea.

Koyomi: "Then it's decided."

Koyomi: "Starting with next week, I'll be visiting everyone's homes, so please be sure to inform your families."

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* This is actually the same spelling for Surugaya, the retailer.

**Meiji period lasted between 1868 – 1912

***Sengoku period lasted between 1467–1615

****This is a reference to a JP TV show that goes to random neighborhoods to ask them what is for dinner

#klap #klap translation #translation #japanese translation #otome #otoge #otome translations #otome translation #kindess love and punishment

[hawkinshightigcrs]

🌟 gareth <3

10 Facts About My Character /// Selectively Accepting

Gareth and his baby sister were taken away from their parents when he was twelve years old. Both of his parent were drug addicts and often times all of their money would go towards drugs instead of feeding the kids or keeping the lights on. For years Gareth endured a lot of emotional abuse from both of his parents, but his dad was often physically abusive to him as well. He was willing to put up with a lot, but when his mom ended up getting pregnant and later gave birth to Gareth’s younger sister, Brandy (or more commonly called Bea now), he knew that shit had to change. His parents literally named his younger sister after their favorite alcohol, and Gareth was the one who was taking care of his newborn sister so he managed to sneak a quick phone call to the police when both of his parents were passed out high. His grandmother got full custody of him and his little sister shortly after.

Considering Gareth was the main caregiver of Bea for the majority of her early life, she’s got a special bond/attachment to her older brother. She’s six now, but it’s hard for her to comprehend why he isn’t home sometimes when he goes out with friends or playing a gig. She always spends as much time with him as she can though, always coming in his room to ask him to read to her or just takes a nap with him, sometimes they play barbies together. He’s a good big brother, always does his best to let her feel included when she randomly decides to pop in the garage during practice or whenever he’s got company over. 😪💕

Gareth’s been smoking since he was twelve. As a final ‘fuck you’ to his parents, he stole their cigarettes, then got curious and smoked one, and the habit just kind of continued ever since. 

Depression is something Gareth has always struggled with, but sometime after coming to live with his grandma is when he started struggling with his temper. It was like he had so much anger instead constantly eating him alive, but he had no outlet for it at all. It was his grandma who suggested he do something with music, and Gareth was the one who chose the drums.

Even though his grandma takes care of his sister now and Gareth is free to spend time with his friends or whatever he’d like to do away from home, Gareth still spends a majority of his time caring for her. Old habits die hard.

Gareth doesn’t really have a solid idea of what he wants for his future, but he does know that an office job sounds like hell to him. Music would be a dream for him, but I think overall as long as he doesn’t get stuck in some boring 9am-5pm job where he has to wear a suit every day he’d be happy. He just genuinely wants a fun future that doesn’t make him feel like shit every day!

This boy definitely has a criminal records for minor crimes (mainly of which consist of possession of weed and getting in a couple of scuffles at school), needless to say Jim Hopper knows Gareth by name at this point and not just because he knows Gareth’s grandma personally omg.

Gareth tends to be the most antisocial out of the Hellfire group, he doesn’t mean to be, it’s just how he deals with depression as well as life in general. He has a tendency to deal with shit on his own and not really reach out when things get bad. If a school day is shitty, he skips class and goes to smoke at his usual spot, sometimes he’ll just straight up start walking home. Most of his shitty days are because of school, and every day he gets closer and closer to just dropping out of high school because he genuinely doesn’t know if he can handle another year.

Unless Gareth has a date to prom or his friends all agree to go as a group, he’ll most likely skip out on his prom because he doesn’t see the point in going.

Pizza is Gareth’s favorite go to munchie food when he’s high, it’s the first thing he starts craving and will absolutely be up for a pizza as soon as someone says the word omg. My boy loves his pizza!

@kaleidoscopexheartss

#Answered Asks #Gareth Headcanons #kaleidoscopexheartss #tw abuse mention #tw drug addiction mention #long post

[childhoodshour]

“i just want to be able to go to your wedding whenever you find that special person!”

then you’d better shape up and stop fucking misgendering me because if not i’ll either be dead or you just won’t be invited.

#just because you gave birth to me doesn’t mean you get a free pass to be a bitch #i’m your son #and if that’s not good enough for you then i have no problem cutting you off

[sunakith]

hq boys as types of princes.

║ characters: kenma, sakusa, sugawara, oikawa, ushijima. ║ genre: fantasy, royalty. ║ warnings: none.

masterlist.

║ kenma kozume

⤑ the prince who doesn’t want to be one.

⤑ kenma’s the type of prince who absolutely hates the royal treatment. he doesn’t want people following him around and catering to him all day. blushes and gets shy if a castle worker bows at him or refers to him as “royal highness”. stays in his room as much as possible. his parents try to get the knights to physically remove him, but he’ll just order them to leave him. hates the fancy garments and clothes. he honestly would rather trade places with the guy who works in the bakery over in the village. doesn’t understand why hierarchy is a thing, and people can’t just leave amongst one another equally. probably runs away from the kingdom because he’s overwhelmed with the pressure of having to rule. ends up running into you ‒ a princess who’s also running away from her kingdom, and her duties.

║ sakusa kiyoomi

⤑ the tsundere prince.

⤑ finds the duties of being a prince quite troublesome. doesn’t necessarily hate it like kenma does, but he doesn’t care too much about it. enjoys time to himself. maybe in the castle’s library, or just in his room. doesn’t leave the castle much, unless he has to. has a very gloomy and mysterious aura about him. even the castle workers have a hard time figuring him out. people think he’s mean and snobby, but that’s just how he protects himself. life as a prince can be lonely, and sometimes people only like you or want to near you because of the title. so sakusa keeps up this persona to prevent people from using him. to prevent himself from getting close to anyone and then having them taken away from him or leave him. he wasn’t always such a cold guy. not with you. his first love. his only love. you were the only one he allowed to get near him. the only one that understood him. your mom was the queen’s royal advisor. she gave birth to you around the same time the queen had sakusa. you two grew up side by side. as the two of you got older the bond the two of you shared grew stronger. the two of you shared your first kiss in the castle library. sneaking off to be able to spend time together because a relationship between the two of you was forbidden. hence why the queen fired your mom, and sent you both far away. sakusa’s own mother forbidding him to ever see you again. now all he had left were memories the two of you shared within the castle walls, memories so precious to him that he refuses to leave. 

║ sugawara koushi

⤑ the picture perfect prince charming.

⤑ the type every girl dreams about meeting one day. literally will just sweep you off your feet with the softest and most angelic smile. everyone loves him. his kingdom knows their in good hands with an honest, and trustworthy prince like him around. he’ll go for a stroll down the village and get handed free things all time. food, flowers, all sorts of goodies. village moms try to get him to marry their daughters but he’s already so madly in love with you. you weren’t a princess, you weren’t rich, just an average girl from the village with an average life. your family probably owns a bakery, and you work there to help them out. sugawara rides pass your parents bakery on his horse everyday, peeking through the window and smiles sweetly to himself as he sees you in your cute apron, with flour on your face working so diligently. he'd leave flowers in front of the bakery all the time, attached with a cute note or poem. you had no idea they were all from him until one day he places a super big order for literally no reason at all. he stops by to pick it up, and you're flustered because you're nowhere near done with the order, not only that but he came in reciting a poem he had written for you so you're shocked to discover that your secret admirer had been him all this time. he'd roll up his sleeves and start helping you knead the dough, while making small talk and getting to know you. then a whole flour fight breaks out right there in the bakery, and that's the start to yours and prince sugawara's love story <3

║ oikawa toru

⤑ the proud & very self aware prince.

⤑ you know the prince who is just always so full of himself. knows he's royalty and demands to be treated as such? quick to make a threat about how he'd have you thrown in the castle dungeon if you do something that displeases him. has princesses from all the kingdoms gushing over him, and of course he loves the attention. ends up meeting a princess who he thought was the most beautiful princess he had ever laid eyes on and wanted you to be his, but you however, had absolutely no interest in him at all! not the slightest and he ends up getting so offended by the fact. holds a ball and invites every princess to attend, but you don't show up. so he holds another, and then another, sending his men to your kingdom to invite you personally. the knights are pleading for you to come because they knew oikawa would make them clean the horse stall if you didn't, someone pls save his knights. but you send his men back with a simple "no <3" oikawa hates how stubborn you are, and he also hates the fact that he can't get you off his mind. a million other princesses would kill to be with him, yet he's over here trying to conquer up ways to get you to meet with him.

║ ushijima wakatoshi

⤑ the warrior prince.

⤑ the kind of prince who is always serious and stoic. you’ve probably never seen him smile. looks intimidating as heck. especially since he’s always in his combat wear and not his actual royal prince attire. the kingdom feels very safe and protected because of him. he knows his duties as a prince, and fulfils them all with no question. he doesn’t mess around. he’s strong, and fearless, ready to protect his kingdom and his people. whenever something happens he’s on his horse riding front lines with his army close behind him. a prince that’s very well trained swordsmanship. his family probably has some kind of arranged marriage set for him with a princess from another kingdom, and he goes along with it because he knows it’s best for his kingdom. you on the other hand don’t like the idea of having to marry someone you don’t know or love. but he tries his best to make you feel comfortable, despite not knowing much about showing affection, or things of that nature. he learns how to be gentle around you, pays attention to you, and even takes time out to do things you want to do. eventually starts to really care about you, and falls for you. and you with him as well.

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#haikyuu!! #kozume kenma #sakusa kiyoomi #sugawara koushi #oikawa toru #ushijima wakatoshi #kenma x reader #saksua x reader #sugawara x reader #oikawa x reader #ushijima x reader #kenma headcanons #saksua headcanons #sugawara headcanons #oikawa headcanons #ushijima headcanons #kenma imagines #saksua imagines #sugawara imagines #oikawa imagines #ushijima imagines #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x reader #kozume kenma x reader #sakusa kiyoomi x reader #sugawara koushi x reader #oikawa toru x reader #ushijima wakatoshi x reader #headcanon: kenma

[mimiwrites2000]

Hey can you please do a head canon of aruani after the are married I would love to see them get married and have a children please !!!🤗

thank you for your request! there we gooo

Their wedding was so simple. Only a dozen guests, and a small reception afterwards with a humble buffet and drinks.

They talked about kids since before their wedding day, they decided that they’re better off without kids, they didn’t want to bring a human into this uncertain world, and since their job as ambassadors is dangerous as is.

But after the wedding, Armin started having these moments when he saw a kid and a voice inside him screamed I want one as well.

He didn’t tell Annie, he knew that she didn’t want kids, and he didn’t want her to feel guilty about it. So he kept it to himself.

Until one night, when Armin was reading before bed, and Annie was brushing her hair.

She abruptly stopped, sat beside him in silence.

He knew that she always did this when she wanted to say something but didn’t know how to start.

He put his book to the side and took her hands in his. He was taken aback by her sharp eyes.

I think I want kids, she blurted out, I didn’t think this day would come, but I just… I want to have a kid… with you.

Annie had always been honest and straight to the point, but Armin was so surprised by her confession that he stayed silent for so long.

She felt uncomfortable and told him to forget about it.

But he responded with a kiss on her lips, pushing her onto the bed.

Two years passed by, and Annie was heading to the nearest hospital to give birth.

Armin is terrified. He never felt this scared before. Seeing Annie in too much pain made him regret even thinking about having kids. And her pregnancy wasn’t easy either, she had too many health issues and continuous fatigue.

Mikasa rushed to the hospital only to be met by a sobbing Armin, she couldn’t understand a word he said until he was rushed into the labor room.

A couple of hours later, a kid cried so loud, it rang through the corridors of the hospital.

It’s a girl, Armin whispered in Annie’s ear, who could barely open her eyes, and she’s as gorgeous as her mom.

Armin barely saw his daughter’s face, his eyes blurry with tears.

A day after that, they’re back to their house.

Armin took an unpaid vacation to stay with Annie, and she didn't know what she did to deserve such a husband. Armin had always been in charge of cooking, but after Annie gave birth, he only cooked healthy food even if she was grumpy about it, he would just say you just gave birth and this food is good for your health, and she would eat it all without complaints.

Taking care of a newborn was hella tiring, they barely got three hours of sleep every night, and had continuous headaches. Not to mention that they didn’t understand what their daughter’s cries meant, they thought she was always in pain

A kid can’t speak, Mikasa said when she visited them, their way to communicate is crying, it doesn’t mean they’re in pain. Mikasa saw the dark bags and disheveled state they were in, she just took the baby and pushed them to their bedroom. She took care of the baby girl for half a day while they slept like they didn’t in weeks.

When the baby turned six months old, they could clearly see that her eyes resembled her mom’s, while her nose and hair resembled her dad’s. Armin always whispered in her ear that she’s as gorgeous as her mom, and Annie always blushed.

First word she said was mama, and Armin cried about it for three days straight.

OK I think I’ll write a part two because this turning way too long

feel free to send in your requests!

#aruani #aot #snk #headcanon #fanfic #armin x annie #armin arlert #annie leonhart #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #mikasa ackerman

[libraryofloveletters]

so cute fic request. You are Maddie's OBGYN and at every appointment she insists to set you up with Buck, you deny her and finally one say yes just to be quiet and you meet what a great guy Buck is

The Set Up

Evan Buckley x Reader

Warnings: mentions of pregnancy and doctors offices, reader wears makeup, alcohol and the consumption of

Category: Straight Up Fluff 

Word Count: 2.6k

Author’s Note: here's a lil late v-day present for y’all :) 

Part 2: Dispatch: Labour in Progress 

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“How does the baby look ?” Maddie was laid back, her eyes on the monitor. “Perfect, a perfect little baby” you smile at her as you hand her a towel to wipe up the gel. 

“How many copies would you like ?” you turn towards the ultrasound machine. 

“As many as you'd give me” she laughed, pulling her shirt back down. 

“Dad’s working ?” you asked, leaning back in the chair. “Yeah, he’s been trying to get off a day to come with me” she sits up, pulling out her phone. 

Maddie was one of your favourite patients, she was a sweetheart and always happy, regardless of what was happening, you didn't know how she did it. She began showing you a few pictures of the nursery and two guys who were in the picture. The first guy was Chimney, who was the baby’s father and Maddie’s boyfriend, the two of you had met at a previous appointment and the other guy, who you hadn't meant yet but felt like you had, was her brother Evan or Buck, which is what he went by. 

“You know, if you want to just come in one day when he's off work, we can just do a regular check-up just so he can see. It doesn’t have to be anything special for you to come in” 

“You’d do that ?” 

“Of course I would, between me and you, you’re my favourite patient” 

Maddie smiled at you, “so,” she gave you a look, “since I am your favourite patient, would you also go on a date with Buck ?” she asked, you nearly choked on your coffee. Maddie had a habit of trying to set you up with her brother. She did it often but it still caught you off guard each time. You coughed, “Maddie, no.” you laughed, “that would be unprofessional” 

“Oh come on, take a risk y/n. Life goes on and one date won't kill you” 

“Who said I’m looking ?” 

“Please, you are. You can't lie to me” she smiled, you shook your head. “Still a no Maddie” you handed her the copies of the ultrasound. “If you do want to do the ultrasound when he’s home, just give me a call” you smiled at her and she got up. “I will, thank you”

-- 

A few weeks later and Maddie was back in your office. “Good afternoon momma,” you were looking at the files as you walked in, pushing the door shut with your foot. Taking a seat on your little spinny chair, you look up when Maddie says good morning back to you. 

“Oh Chimney, it’s nice to see you” you smile as you shake the gel bottle. 

“Yeah,” he chuckled, “it’s good to be here” 

You hand him the gel bottle, he looked at you with brows furrowed. “You’re a paramedic, aren't you ? Go ahead” you chuckle as you turn the ultrasound machine on. “How are you feeling ?” you ask, “good actually, thanks for asking” Chim answers you. 

“I’m glad to hear that but I was asking Maddie” Chim’s mouth forms an O and he nods, Maddie smiles at him. “I’m good, baby’s good too. Kicking a lot recently. Especially when I drink orange juice” she chuckled. 

“And still just the one cup of coffee ?”

“Yeah, he won’t let me have anymore” she groans 

“Good, as he should be. You’re lucky I agreed to the one cup Maddie, you know I rather if you didn’t” 

“Ugh,” she groaned and rolled her eyes, “not you too” 

“I’m your doctor, it's my job to remind you unfortunately” 

Maddie sighs and rolls her eyes once again. You get what she meant, you couldn’t be pregnant and not have coffee, pregnancy is exhausting as it is, imagine it without coffee. “you know how to use an ultrasound machine right ?” you look over at Chimney, who was looking rather confused. 

”I do, why ?” 

“Would you like to do it ?” 

“Really ?” 

“Yeah, I let the dads have a chance to do it sometime. Makes them feel a little more involved” 

“I'd love too” 

You hand him the wand and step back, you watch as he rolls it across her belly. It was always sweet when the fathers came to the appointment, even more so when they're involved. 

“Y/n?” 

“Yes Maddie?” 

“Will you go on a date with Buck ?” She smiled sweetly at you, Chim looked at her, half shocked and half confused. 

“If I say yes to one date, will you quit bugging me about it ?” 

“Of course, just one date is all I’m asking for” 

“Does he know you’re setting him up ?” 

“Yeah- well no ? but he won't mind. It's part of my job as his sister” 

“Maddie, I have siblings as well, you don't see me setting them up” 

“Yeah yeah, that’s fine” 

Chim turned to you. “everything looks good doc” 

“Then we’re all done. Just hit print on the machine and you’ll get the pictures” 

Maddie wiped the gel off her stomach. She took a pen from the desk and scribbled a number down before handing the paper to you. “That’s his number, just message him” 

“You’re setting me up and I have to message him too ?” 

“Oh come on, you’ll be fine. Thank you for this and I'll be expecting details at my next appointment!” She gave you a smile before walking out. Chim looked at you, “I’m sorry I didn't know she was going to do that.” You laughed, “it's okay, she’s not the first person to do that. You should catch up with her though, she walks really fast for a pregnant lady” you chuckle, Chim smiled and walked out to find Maddie. You had some time to kill before your next appointment, you looked down at the paper in your hand. 

Do you text or not ? Wouldn't that be creepy ? Like oh hey, I'm your sister’s doctor let's go on a date.

You know what ? 

Screw it, what’s the worst that could happen. 

To Buck: Hey, I'm y/n. Your sister gave me your number, hope this isn't weird. She's been trying to set me up with you for months, thought we’d hit it off haha

God that was so stupid. Why the hell did you put haha ?

From Buck: Hey, it’s cool. She’s weird like that. What’s up ?

Oh shit, he answered. 

To Buck: Just at work, how about you ?

From Buck: Same thing 

Wait what do I say now ? Do you ask him out ? 

From Buck: Hope this isn't too forward of me or anything like that, but maybe you’d wanna grab a drink tonight ? Only if you’re free

Guess you don't have to ask him now 

To Buck: Yeah, that sounds good. Pick a place and let me know ? I’m off at 4 so anytime after that is fine. 

From Buck: I’m off at 6, how about 7 at the bar on Main Street ? 

To Buck: sounds good, see you then 

It was now 3:30 and Maddie was your last patient of the day. There was no harm in leaving now. After putting away your files and replying to a few emails from patients, you headed out. Only one issue you had when you got home was what to wear. 

Well so you thought. 

Taking a shower was the easy part, trying to do your hair and makeup with only 2 hours left, was a bit of a hassle. First disaster of the night was too much mousse in your hair, making it sticky and tacky. Washing it out, you managed to set it the way you like. The powder compact had fallen onto the floor, you hoped it wasn’t broken, turns out hope isn't enough. The other powder you had was far too light for your complexion right now and you decide against makeup for the night. 

Let him meet the bare you, you can wow him next time, if there is a next time. 

Deciding on a simple outfit, a white shirt that fit you nicely and a pair of black pants that went along with it. In your head, it seemed boring but in the mirror, it looked much better. Walking into the kitchen, there was a half drunk glass of wine from the night before.

Stale wine or nervous wreak ? Stale wine it is. 

You down the wine, spilling some onto your shirt. “Are you kidding-” groaning and turning back to the room, you end up changing your entire outfit. A pair of blue jeans and a black top that fit you in all the right places. One more look in the mirror and a hand through your hair, you headed out the door. 

It didn't take you long to arrive at the bar, as you only lived a few minutes off Main Street. You had seen Buck from the countless pictures Maddie had shown you so it didn’t take long to spot in at a table in the corner either. 

“Hey” you walked over, a smile on your face. He stood up, “Hi! you must be y/n” he leaned in for a hug, you mirrored his actions. “I am, it’s nice to meet you” 

The two of you sat across from each other and there was a bottle of beer in front of you. Buck spoke up when he noticed you noticing the bottle, “I ordered for you, I hope that's alright- you can order something else” 

“It’s fine, thank you” you take a sip, not your usual choice in drink but you didn't need to complain either. There was some silence for a while, not uncomfortable but not comfortable either. Anyone that passed by could tell it was a first date, if you could even call it that. 

“How do you know Maddie ?” he asks, you smile at him and take a sip of the beer before answering him. 

“I’m her OB” 

“Her ?” Buck had a confused expression on his face. 

“Her doctor, her obstetrician actually” 

“Oh for baby Buckley” he nodded. 

“Yeah, she's been bugging me about you since we’ve met actually. She’s sweet but she’s persistent” you chuckle and Buck gives you a smile, “that’s my sister” 

The night went by rather quickly, the two of you sharing work stories. Buck told you about the time he worked a full moon and they responded to a call at a yoga class only to have 3 women go into labour simultaneously. 

“It was the full moon I swear! I tried to tell Bobby but he didn't listen to me!” he said, laughing. 

You nodded and laughed too, “no, it’s true. I've had so many full moon babies. I never book off full moons because I know someone is going to go into labour”

“Thank you! Someone gets what I mean!”

You then told him about the time you filled in for your colleague, he told you it was supposed to be a regular birth but turns out it was quadruplets. It was nice to find someone who understood your weird work schedule. The two of you shared stories until the waitress came over to tell you that they’d be closing in a few minutes. It was a little past midnight when she came over, the two of you decided to call it a night and head out together. 

“How are you getting home ?” he asked you, you walked with him over to his Jeep that was parked down the street. “I’ll just walk, I don’t live too far from here” 

“No” he stated while shaking his head 

“No ?” you questioned him, your brows furrowed as you looked at the man in front of you.

“I invited you out, at least let me take you home. It’s late too, it won't be right to let you walk home by yourself” 

“Are you sure ? I don't want you to go out of your way” 

“Oh no it’s cool, c’mon” 

He opened the door for you like the gentlemen he is and then got in after. “Which way my darling ?” he gave you a cheesy smile which made you chuckle. “A left at the next light and the brown building is me” you leaned back in the seat. It was quiet as he drove down the street, you looked over at him and admired him. From the way his hand rested on his wheel to the little smile on his face, even to the birthmark above his eye. 

“It's rude to stare” 

“Can't help myself, you're pretty” 

Oh shit, did you just-

Buck looked over at you, a wicked little smile on his face. “You think I’m pretty ?” 

You could feel the blush on your face, “uh- well- um I guess ?” 

“I think you more than guess that but whatever you say” he smiled 

Buck pulled into the building parking lot, he stopped and his head hit the seat as he leant back. Looking over at you, “let me walk you up ?” 

“You’ve already done enough, it's fine” 

“It’s fine. Come on” he got out, you mirrored his actions. Buck followed behind you as the two of you made your way up to your apartment. Unlocking the door, you stepped in and he stood by the door. 

“Do you want to come in ?” setting your keys on the counter, you look back at the man who was leaning against the doorframe. 

“I’d love too but I've got the first shift. Maybe another time ?” 

“Yeah, that’s fine” walking back over to him, you stood in front of him. Even with him leaning, he still towered over you. 

“I had a nice time tonight” you say, he nods. “I did too. Maybe we can do this again sometime ?” 

“I'd like that” 

“Okay.” he smiles, “well, good night then y/n” 

“Good night Buck” standing on your toes, you go to kiss his cheek but it seems he had the same idea, both of you turning your heads at the same time and your lips were on his. Buck’s hand cupped your face for the few moments your lips were on his. When you pulled away, Buck had a slight red tint on his face, a blush or simply could have been the heat coming from your apartment, either way you were sure you looked the same way. 

“How does Saturday sound ? Noon for lunch if you’re free ?” he breaks the silence.

"Saturday sounds perfect” 

Buck smiled at you once more, he turned and began walking back to the elevator. He stopped in the middle of the hallway, turning back once again and walked towards your door.  He leaned down and gave you one more kiss. Laughing at the sweetheart that was now smiling at you from the other end of the hallway, you watched as he stepped on the elevator and then shut your door. 

Outside of your building was a happy Buck who skipped his way over to his car, his keys twirling on his finger with a big grin on his face. As he got into his car, he sent his sister a text message. 

To Maddie: You seem to know me better than I think, thank you. 

Upstairs, there was a similar scene, a happy you skipping their way to bed with a smile on their face. As you laid in bed, you too sent a text message to Maddie. 

To Maddie: Your match making efforts have worked, thank you. 

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[monodipita]

COPE (Yandere!Getou x Reader)

Word count: 1,914

Warnings: Yandere content warning, drug-related themes (curse used as a drug)

He couldn’t cope with the rejection. You wouldn’t see Getou again—maybe weeks or months would pass of constant no-contact with him, until suddenly, your phone rang with his name as the caller ID. “I want to see you again,” he said smoothly into the phone.

This was your chance to make things right. “Yes, I’d love to. Where would you like to meet?”

”How about the usual cafe? If you remember where that’s at. I know you'd like to play with the cats and kittens. They recently told me that Narnia gave birth to some kittens a few weeks ago, and that they're already attached to the customers that come in.” The cafe that you frequented with him when you were with him. “Of course.” You responded with a small, oblivious smile pressing into your lips and cheeks. Kittens were always fun. “I’ll see you there.”

This was exciting and anxiety-inducing, wrapped into one meeting. You couldn’t wait to see how he was doing, but you were also nervous to see how he was faring after… well, after you rejected him. Your friendship was far too valuable for a relationship to come in and possibly ruin that, and plus, you were dating someone now. You just couldn’t date your best friend. You couldn’t.

You threw on something casual and nice, and began to head that way, toward the cafe. It was a cutesy cafe for cats. You always dreaded coming to this place because of your allergies, but the cats and their cute presence always made it better when you were there. After taking the subway station and hailing a cab, you were staring down the face of the building. The sign read ‘OPEN’ in large, adorable paw-print letters. You looked in through the window, but there seemed to be no sign of Getou. Curious, you step inside.

The sound of the familiar bell jingling overhead you while you stepped through the door gave you a strong sense of nostalgia. A soft, homely sigh escaped your lips and a smile spread across them. It was so long since you two last came here. If you had the gall to come here by yourself, you would’ve.

”You must be [Y/N]! Welcome, we’ve been expecting you. Right this way, please!”

You hesitantly looked up to see a smaller woman speaking to you. You nodded at her words and followed her over to a table that was already set-up. Getou sat in the seat facing the wall, with his back away from you, but you could tell it was him. That jet black mane of his, and those large ears, were unmistakable characteristics… or just characteristics you happened to associate with him. “Getou?” You called his name sweetly to call his attention, bringing another smile to raise itself on your lips. You see him turn to face you.

He’s as handsome as ever. It’s hard not to swoon at the sight of him—he always had that about him where he was so devilishly handsome. And the smile on his face was equally charming as it spread from corner to corner of his cheeks. “[Y/N], it’s good to see you,” he was relieved. He turned before he stood completely and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you in for a tight embrace. You kissed his cheek welcomingly before pulling away and staring up at him to absorb more of his features up close, marveling in his beauty. He was so gorgeous! To go with that beautiful personality of his, he was truly the perfect man!

You pulled away and went to take your seat. The woman who lead you here was long gone by that point to go aid people who wanted to play with the cats that all lounged in the center of the beautiful cafe. Meanwhile, your eyes looked to the drink that he sipped on. “Looks good,” you hummed.

“Thank you. I got it for you.” Getou stiffly responded. You raised a brow with surprise. “You did?” You took the drink off of the table and observed the top of the cup. “What’s in this?”

”It's your favorite.” Oh… he still remembered. That was so cute. It was months ago, yes, but you truly expected him not to remember or care about what your favorite drink was. It was a kind gesture, though. You took his offer to drink it and did so. It was nice, and it made you happy.

Silence overcame the both of you. You didn't mind, though. Your eyes wandered to those who played with the kittens, primarily children. It was an adorable sight. The cafe itself wasn't packed, but it was still enough to make an introvert uncomfortable. Moments had passed when you realized that you were far too caught up in enjoying the sights, and not a word had been uttered between you two. It must've been awkward for him, right?

“So, I…” you started.

“I was hoping you could reconsider everything. About our relationship.” Getou overrode whatever you had to say. You stared at him, baffled by his words. Reconsider what? Not being in a relationship with him? “Why is that?” You asked. Getou folded his hands over his lap. His head hung a bit while his eyes lingered on the drink on the table. ”I just don’t think that there’s anyone else in this world that is worthy of being in the position to be with you,” he responded, “I don’t think anyone can protect you like I can. Like I would be able to if it was necessary for me to.”

You sat back and absorbed this information. Your eyes looked everywhere before landing back on his, and to your surprise, he was staring right back at you, as if his gaze was on you the entire time. Why were you even considering this? You had a partner.

”Getou,” you quietly cooed. “It’s a bit too late for that, now.” You assumed a worried expression. “I’m… dating someone now—“

His expression remained unchanged. “Break up with them,” he said bluntly. Your eyes widened with shock. Did he not respect what you have and what you were, now that the two of you weren’t together? “What the hell, Getou?” You furrowed your brows. “You don’t mean that—“

“I do. Break up with them.” He interrupted you.

”Did you invite me here just to say this?” You narrowed your eyes. “This isn’t funny.”

”I didn’t realize I was saying something that solicited a humorous reaction,” He was being completely serious. How terrifying. "Umm, no," you folded your arms over your chest while you glared at him. "If this is all we're going to talk about, then I'm leaving." You checked him over for any signs of a reaction before you reached down to grab your belongings. "It was nice seeing you," you said. However, Getou grabbed your wrist and squeezed it firmly, making you look up at him with an exasperated expression. "Please don't do this." You say softly. "Not in front of all of these people. Not in front of these children."

Your eyes began to feel heavy. You were beginning to feel heavy, like the world was putting all of its weight on you.

"Then I'll make it easier for us both,"

Getou stood with you, making the both of you rise. Instant attention came your way, as it often did when someone did something out of the norm. Behavior that was introduced to humans as children, where they'd watch someone walk in and out of a room. As you were older, it didn't make you any less uncomfortable. You smiled worriedly and forced yourself to grab his hand, threading your fingers together while a smug grin rested over his expression. He reached into his wallet with his free hand to produce the yen necessary to tip off the waitress who would be attending to the table, and then he began his trek away from the area. You were forced to follow him out of the cafe and into the street.

At this rate, you were depending on him to keep yourself afloat. You found yourself leaning into him and clinging to him. His hand squeezed yours, and you looked over at him. "It's just like the old days," he spoke softly, a gleam in his eye, and a smile on his face. You felt the entire opposite. "I'm feeling unwell..." you meekly coo to him, "I need to go home."

"Then I'll call a cab for you. It's the least I can do, right?" He said cheerfully. "You are going through a lot right now."

"Thank you..." you gently moved away from him. He let your hand drift away from his. You stumbled to the side, nearly into someone else. Getou pulled you back to his side, just as the person spoke up to voice their concern. "Are they okay?" They asked Getou, referring to you. He looked down at you and wrapped his arm around your body. "Feeling unwell. I'm getting a taxi, don't worry."

"Alright... well... I hope you two feel better." They say and wave their hand goodbye to you as they stepped away. You watched, feeling much like Tom while he was drunk, your eyelids lazily blinking as a car pulled up into your peripheral. Oh good, your taxi. "Thank you so much, Getou. I don't know what's come over me..." you utter.

He helps you into the taxi. You utter your thanks and focus on seating yourself and strapping yourself in. Thinking on it now, having your significant other pick you up would've been the better option, but you trusted Getou enough to help you leave.

But to your surprise, Getou gets in the car. "W-what..?" You stir from your tired state and sober up a bit to glare at him. "What's going on?"

"Did you think that I was going to let you have a say in this?" He asked you. He held his hand out to your nose and waggled his fingers in a beckoning motion. "The curse did a good job, didn't it, [Y/N]? Now I don't have to see you put up a helpless fight. You can come out now, Kiri."

You only caught a glimpse of the mischievous blob of black that resembled Kiri before your world went black.

Your eyes opened. Groggily, you rise and scratch your head. "[N]?" You call for your significant other. There was no response. This was your home, right? "Doesn't it look cozy?" That answered your question. You could see Getou emerging from around the corner. "I made sure to copy it down to the smallest detail. Anything for you and the life that we could've had together, [Y/N]."

"Could've had..?"

"I've been pining for this exact moment. To be able to finally call you mine in a house that I'll no longer be alone in!" He made his way over to the bed you laid in. You started to move away from him. "No!" You shouted at him. "Get away from me!"

"Don't deny me this moment! I have spent months, months trying to get into this exact position!" Getou snapped at you. He clambered over your body and forced you to stare into his eyes. "You don't get a say in anything. We're going to live as we should've lived. I'll take [N]'s place as your beloved. We'll live happily together, you and I."

He couldn't cope with the rejection.

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[strangerthings4theories]

Billy Is A Christ Figure, a.k.a. He Will Die And RISE AGAIN

This isn’t a radical statement. Literature and film teem with “Christ figures” who symbolically (or literally) die and rise again. Billy is just one of the Duffers’ additions to a long, venerated tradition.

Let’s dive in, shall we?

>>Billy’s story lines up with the Christ figure concept.

I really like how Christopher Lansdown explains it:

Christ figures in literature are - when done well - characters who relate to the rest of the story as Christ related to the world. [Salient features include...]

1. Saves the world from the effects of the misuse of free will. 2. Has a dual-nature where one of these natures is what allows #1. 3. Bridges the gap, in his person, between the two natures. 4. Sacrifices himself willingly for the sake of the world. 5. In sacrificing himself, takes the problems of the world into him and conquers them, thus saving the world from them. 6. Comes back from the sacrifice because of his other nature.

Billy’s storyline hits several of these notes already. First, he saves the world by sacrificing himself willingly. Second, he’s presented as having two natures: his corrupted monster-self (the bully in S2; the puppet of the Mind Flayer in S3) vs. his innocent child-self. (You could describe him as being human and divine too. I’ll get to that in another post.)

When he stands up to the Mind Flayer at Starcourt, he begins the process of integrating his two natures. That’s why he looks so childlike here: his innocent child-self is coming out for the first time in years.

All that’s left is for him to “come back from his sacrifice.”

>>The Duffers infuse Billy with Christ symbolism.

The most obvious example, imo, is the special necklace they gave him. The genius @aeon-of-neon​ figured out that his necklace is a Lady of the Pillar medallion - i.e., a depiction of Mother Mary with baby Jesus. 

On its own, the necklace tells an incredible story. It suggests Billy is symbolically the Christ child, and at some point his mother - symbolically the Virgin Mary - had the medallion blessed to protect her son. (I think we all recognize Neil wouldn’t give a shit about protecting Billy.)

The show reinforces that reading in subtle yet mind-blowing ways. In his last shot in S2, Billy is pictured in front of a Christmas tree. This associates him with the meaning of Christmas, which is the birth of a child who will save the world.

In the sauna in S3, Billy passes in front of a poster for the Hawkins Fourth of July parade. A lot of people have latched onto the “American” symbolism here (as they should - I’ll address that in another post). I’ve even seen people talk about the stars on the poster giving him a crown of thorns or saintly halo. But I haven’t seen anyone mention that the poster gives him a crown of stars like Mary, Queen of Heaven. 

"A great and wondrous sign appeared in heaven: a woman clothed with the sun, with the moon under her feet and a crown of twelve stars on her head. She was pregnant and cried out in pain as she was about to give birth. Then another sign appeared in heaven: an enormous red dragon with seven heads and ten horns and seven crowns on his heads." (Revelation 12:1-3)

Combined with the necklace, this small detail suggests his mother, aka the Virgin Mary, is watching over him as he battles the Mind Flayer, aka the Dragon.

Now look at this screenshot again--

See how prominent his necklace is in the frame? That’s not an accident. The Duffers had to direct and light this shot just right to achieve the desired effect. If you look closely, Dacre is standing in an awkward, unnatural position. I can practically hear the Duffers saying, “Shoulders forward, Dacre... a little more... now tuck in your abdomen and push your chest out... that’s it!” All while they’re trying to avoid getting too much light on the necklace. It needs to be well-lit but not washed out.

All that work was for a good cause. The shot suggests Billy’s mother is with him in his moment of sacrifice. He’s just reclaimed her memory, and now he’s honoring it as he lays down his life for the world.

Yeah, it hurts :)))) but there’s more to cover...

...such as Billy’s crucifixion poses.

The crucifixion pose is common enough in film that it gets its own entry on TVTropes. The first sentence of the entry? “It’s very common for a character who just performed a Heroic Sacrifice to be lying with their arms outstretched like the crucified Jesus.” 

We see that with Billy multiple times.

In the sauna, El lifts Billy in the air right before she deals the “death blow.” He hangs there for a moment, arms outstretched. My inner Christian teenager thinks of John 3:14-15: “Just as Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, so must the Son of Man [Jesus] be lifted up [on the cross], so that everyone who believes in him may have eternal life.”

To really drive the point home, the Duffers put Billy in the crucifixion pose AGAIN, at the moment of his actual death, while he shouts at the Devil. (The Mind Flayer is symbolically the Devil/Satan. Stick a pin in that, we’ll come back to it at another time.)

The Mind Flayer then kills Billy by impaling him (Christ being impaled by the spear, anyone?), and Billy falls to the ground, arms outstretched yet again.

Guess who else dies sacrificially... and gets Christ symbolism at his moment of death?

It’s less obvious with Hopper; he isn’t shown with his arms outstretched. Instead, the Duffers give the crucifixion pose to Joyce right before she deals the “death blow.” She is in the pose on Hopper’s behalf.

Take a screenshot at the right instant, and the beams of electricity shooting out of the “key” machine even form a cross behind her. 

(This scratches the surface of another subject: the STRONG PARALLELS between Hopper and Billy. Stick a pin in that, too... *sigh*)

Well, guess what. We already know Hopper’s coming back. David Harbour even compared his return to the resurrection of Gandalf, the Christ figure of the Lord of the Rings:

"Gandalf the Grey who fights the Balrog and then becomes Gandalf the White. It’s the idea of the resurrection of the character. And mythologically, Hopper, in a sense, had to change. I mean, you couldn’t go on the way he was going on. He has to resurrect in some way. So it was a great opportunity to do that. So we’ll see a very different guy going forwards. The same guy but in a different vein.”

"[He] had to change... [he] couldn’t go on the way he was going on...” Doesn’t that describe Billy exactly?

»»————-　✼　————-««

Ugh, there’s a lot here, guys. I haven’t even touched on all of Billy’s Christ symbolism yet. I’ll have to save the rest for another time.

Until then, I’ll leave you with this very interesting song from Billy’s official Spotify playlist...

Muthafucka I’m back From the dead I’m about To raise hell Out of my coma I’m ready to show ya That season of my life is done...

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P.S., all of this explains why Dacre proposed the idea that Billy’s mom was literally a virgin. It’s batshit crazy and makes NO sense... unless he and the Duffers were discussing Christ imagery for Billy.

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NCT Dream Birth Charts x Hexaco Results Analysis pt. 1

recently NCT Dream were on a new reality show called Mental Training Camp where they are doing a variety of activities and all of their behavior and interactions are being analyzed by professional psychologists.

ofc my virgo sun mercury ass was thrilled and I had their birth charts pulled up the whole time to cross reference.

I wanted to share some of my personal thoughts on how the 2 might connect!

part 1 // part 2 // part 3

**key: in the hexaco charts the blue represents the Dreamies, the orange is an average result of 300 college students who took the same test**

Mark - “Workaholic Leader”

✨leo sun // aries moon // cancer mercury // virgo venus // scorpio mars✨

they described him as a workaholic leader but quickly added that if he’s not now, he has potential to be in the future, although it seemed they all agreed he has workaholic spirit now 

this immediately made sense to me when you look at his chart i mean he’s being driven by a fire sun and moon and a scorpio mars (used to be ruled by mars) and virgo venus both of which are signs that have strong work ethics

the reason I like that they mentioned he could grow into it is because he’s still young and I agree that his placements could become more serious about work and life as he gets older, I think his leo sun/aries moon combo gives him very youthful energy but they’re still very driven signs

mark agreed that even throughout his trainee years when he was still very young, he was always practicing and was always called a workaholic. I see this in the intense drive, work ethic and perfectionism of virgo and scorpio but shining through with the warmth of his sun and moon

lets talk about this hexaco chart, what sticks out the most is Mark’s level of conscientiousness! (its so high like what even-) Conscientious people are careful, precise, detail oriented and in general care about doing their tasks well. I think this is directly connected to his scorpio mars! I always say that no matter what is in a chart, having a scorpio in big 6 will always have a strong influence and with a virgo venus, even though venus is considered a love planet it is also our value system, how we discern what is worthy and unworthy for us, and having virgo there makes him very practical. (as I mentioned though I think all of his placements together reflect a very driven person) (I also think mark is lucky to have a fire moon because if he had a water or earth I think his obsession and perfectionism of scorpio and virgo would make him d*pressed or too hard on himself) 

his virgo venus could even be why when they did the bag check they saw he’s quite “frugal” or practical and minimalist in the things he carries around. When you think about Venus, I mentioned it’s our values it’s also our aesthetics and it rules Taurus a materialistic sign, having virgo there gives me the impression of someone who is practical with their belongings, as we saw. 

We’ll see later in the post that there are a few Hexaco charts that I felt were a little unexpected but Marks imo was sooo spot on with his placements. With a fire sun and moon he’s very warm and open and has firey emotions. he’s not afraid to show them or be reactive and responsive (emotionality)! I think his honesty-humility reflects this too, he’s not too overly or underly honest, he’s just straightforward what you see is what you get and he answers in such a way too. His emotionality reflects the cancer mercury, the rashness of aries moon, and sensitivity of scorpio mars. 

tdlr; the human embodiment of driven, focused and hard working when it comes to his craft, but he loves to have fun in his outside life, and is practical in his inside life <3 his hexaco and birth chart align nicely

Jeno - “A scholar who gets hurt easily”

✨taurus sun // sagittarius moon // aries mercury // aries venus // taurus mars✨

so right off the bat I’m very curious where the scholar part comes in ?? They didn’t really reference it again in that way but I’m assuming they mean he’s very diplomatic? Defcon rephrased it as “you get miffed but well-mannered” 

a recurring comment was that he gets annoyed easily but doesn’t show it, I thought that was really funny because I feel like it reflects his aries influence well; being a little hot-headed but he has the patience of his taurus sun and mars to filter it :’) 

they talked a lot about how he gets hurt easily and mark even shared a cute lil story that practically had me on the floor because i just think it shows his taurus sooooo much I’d really love to have his house placements one day I’m really curious where his taurus is

if you didn’t see the episode basically mark said one time Jeno was passing some seniors in a building and said hi but they didn’t say hi back ): and just ignored him. Mark said Jeno was really hurt by that and went on about it for a long time saying stuff like “I’m sure they saw me” )): but he never expressed/acted on that hurt. taurus is represented by the bull so they do have a fierce side to them but imo i think taurus can be a really gentle/relaxed sign too; taurus mars is a slow to be angry slow to react placement, and one of the things taurus is well-known for is being fixed, stubborn, holding grudges which explains why that moment hurt and he held on to it. Jeno even agreed he tends to hold in a lot of his feelings and remembers little things that hurt him for a long time!

speaking of his taurus... they had a whole baseball analogy for the group saying that Jeno is a strong catcher, you can have a good pitcher but without a strong catcher the team would fall apart. They also mentioned a lot about Jeno not being in the spotlight, he doesn’t stand out, but he silently strengthens the team. And if that isn’t the most taurus description you’ve ever heard.,,,

I’ve been talking about his taurus a lot but at one point they said Jeno has a strong perfectionist side but he’s also very flexible and it’s difficult to have both. I personally see this a lot in his Sag moon (mutable) in contrast to his taurus placements (fixed). Sag moon to me always seem happy go lucky, if emotions come they go quickly too, mutable gives him that flexibility because they just like when things can change freely. It’s ruled by jupiter and I feel a common theme with sag in big 6 is it’s easy for people to be drawn to their jupiter qualities. They give the same freedom they crave, they can be very easy going and positive. Similar to mark, I also think it helps Jeno to have this moon sign over another! 

as for the hexaco, I’ll be honest the level of introvertness/shyness was a little surprising from an astrology stand point. When we see Jeno in all the NCT content I feel like it’s obvious he is on the shy side but if I was looking at only his chart, I don’t think I was expect it to be to the extent of the hexaco chart! (plss i need his birth time) in the same thread, his emotionality is really low and I can’t say I’m surprised from an astrology view😅 it’s not that he’s not compassionate or anything because he does care a lot about not upsetting people, but as we saw he is not very reactive and receptive emotionally ¯\_(ツ)_/¯  his openness is low too which fits what we’ve talked about above about his lack of reaction/expression of emotions, I feel like sag moons also don’t dwell especially with no water placements. 

The honesty and humility makes a lot of sense to me because i feel like taurus, aries and sag(!) are very righteous signs too! They care about integrity, they certainly might have their own idea of what is truth,.. but whatever it is, they believe in it! 

last note I want to make is on the whole “jeno isn’t funny” bit since they mentioned it. He said it hurt his ego when they first started the joke but it’s been going on for so long that I think he adapted to being able to take it as just that, a joke! It’s also funny to me that it started in the first place because earth signs are often called boring (it’s okay I’m an earth sign too lol) and I also have sag influence and I know people find me quite funny but I never try to be funny and it usually comes after my earth walls are down with close friends. 

tdlr; doesn’t ask or need spot light, gets annoyed easily but it doesn’t last, when something does hurt he remembers, slow or unlikely to be reactive and responsive, positive, comfort creature, loyal🥺

Chenle - “Friendly Guardian”

✨Sagittarius sun // Aquarius moon // scorpio mercury // scorpio venus // aquarius mars✨

there is something about chenle’s personality that I’ve always loved, he comes off as very warm, care-free, curious, friendly, caring. I like the personality title they gave him because I think it sums him up well. The members had all laughed when they saw it and enthusiastically agreed.  I also love his hexaco chart and think it reflects him really well, with most of it being just outside of the average :’) as far as how it reflects his birth chart, let’s get into it

I do want to disclaim that Chenle was born on the sag/scorpio cusp and to be a sag he would have had to be born after 3pm (!) but I think we would all agree he’s definitely a sagittarius sun anyways

Before this show when I watch nct dream content it always fascinated me how easy going chenle was in chaotic situations, he never seems too demanding or controlling, and sometimes i wondered if he was holding back for the cameras and was actually really frustrated but based off the hexaco it seems like he is actually just that agreeable, from looking at just his chart I don’t know if I would have guessed his agreeableness was that far. I know sag suns can be very easy going and aquarius is a more chilled sign but he has 2 aquarius and 2 scorpio placements they’re both fixed signs and quite like to be in control😅 (can we get a birth time pls) 

One argument could be the combination of sag sun with aquarius moon, since we have to look at all of it together. it does give me the impression of someone more easy-going possibly because there is the comfort of confidence! I feel like sag sun/aqua moon + mars would give someone a high opinion of themself (go chenle). this combination could create someone who is easy going because they don’t dwell and aren’t emotionally fueled nor do they fret over people that are. I’d say easy-going or maybe even just cool headed? He’s always laughing things off too, showing he doesn’t take himself too seriously! 

Speaking of taking things seriously, I think we can see this in the conscientious part of the hexaco, it was the lowest and I think it can be explained by what I mentioned above. It’s not that he isn’t driven or doesn’t work hard, he’s a full time idol they all work hard but I think it represents that work isn’t the focus of his life but rather people, connection, community, and just being happy is? 

they talked about how Chenle is the type of person that you meet and already feel like you’re friends. He could be the youngest in the room and talk down to you and you wouldn’t even think twice. This is huuuuge aquarius energy! I remember one of the first things I learned about aquarius was that they make friends everywhere. They talk to a stranger on the street for directions and next thing you know they’re “friends”

I also want to add that they mention he’s friendly but he gives off “big brother vibes” i feel like we’ve all seen that in other nct content too and would agree. This is interesting to me because sag and aquarius is not the same kind of friendliness as we see with marks leo sun aries moon. Leo and aries are “younger” signs, whereas aquas and sagittarius are towards the end of the signs, they’re considered “mature” signs which I feel contributes to chenle’s “big brother” energy. He has that aqua/sag energy where he seems really sure of himself, and wise and people look up to that.

I want to talk about his scorpio placements real quick because even though I just made a case for how open and easy-going he is, I’m still confused about how the scorpio fits into all of this. scorpio isn’t known to be one to be super open, agreeable or extroverted. I personally see his scorpio come out a lot in his realtionships. you can tell he cares deeply for his members and yes his aqua makes him get along with everyone but I feel like with the dream members we see that scorpio possessiveness and jealousy come out more. Lastly, I do want to add a little mystery to this, although his openness is high and it’s clear he is a very authentic person,,.. I definitely would not call him an open book👀

Chenle wasn’t able to be in the recording of this show unfortunately so all we got was a brief description of his hexaco chart and we won’t get any further analyses ): 

although I do agree that his hexaco chart reflects how he comes off in shows, I don’t think it completely reflects his chart so I’m going to say the house placements would help create a better picture! 

tdlr; fun and realtionships are a priority, he’s comfortable and confident in himself and people are drawn to that, v friendly😌but he has secrets👀

feedback, thoughts and clarifying questions are always welcome!

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