#i looked up a height comparison chart for that first one

[starry-bi-sky]

More Fem Danyal! Featuring: her annoying little brothers whomst she loves to death, and then another Phantom design that I might actually finally like. Ali and Damian might activate each other’s Cain Instinct but there is one thing they agree on: Danny being their sister; everyone else can fuck off.

Pov that first one: you’re at a crosswalk in Amity Park and the youngest Fenton girl is there with her two brothers that. might have actually appeared out of thin air. You never know with that family

[the boys noticed you] [they’re judging your sketchers] [pov you are dash baxter]

#dpxdc #dp x dc #danny fenton is not the ghost king #dp x dc crossover #dpxdc crossover #danyal al ghul au #starry art #fem danny fenton #fem danyal al ghul #i looked up a height comparison chart for that first one #and then the average heights of a 10 and 12yo #i was 15 once so i just gave danny my height during that time #chibi phantom: staring into your soul and deciding whether she likes it or not #the second chibi image i just thought was funny #my eye consistency has been getting SO good lately. SO good

[mouschiwrites]

Can I get some headcanons for kyle and/or butters with a reader that is accidentally intimidating. Like they're very tall and seem stoic and threatening but in reality they're just bad at talking to people lol

Yep! I did both, I hope this turned out to your liking!! <3

South Park - Kyle and Butters With a Tall and Intimidating Reader

Kyle

He’s very much allured by your intimidating aura

He’s usually perceived as pretty intimidating himself, so of course he’s interested

At first it’s just curiosity, so he just inserts himself beside you every now and again

Your quiet demeanor further intrigues him

In reality, you’re just not sure what to say to this boy that’s suddenly around you half the time

One day he asks for your name

You give it to him, and he tries to advance the conversation, but your meager responses aren’t exactly encouraging

But the interest that shines in your eyes clues him in

With a realization like a slap in the face, he determines at last that you just suck at socializing

A grin curves his lips, and it only grows wider when you smile back

You reach a silent understanding in that moment, one that you’re both grateful to finally have established

You exchange numbers, and the rest is history

Kyle isn’t exactly a socialite, but when you do go in public, you’re the scary couple

If people aren’t deterred by your towering heights, or your solemn faces, Kyle’s blunt attitude usually does the trick

But when you apologize for his rude remarks, sometimes people are charmed just enough to stick around a little longer

Then they’re pleasantly surprised (by you at least; in comparison to Kyle, you’re much nicer, if not a little awkward)

Kyle might get a little jealous if they end up getting a little too fond of you

Then he’ll crank up the crankiness to scare them off for good

You guys are essentially like that one alignment chart: “looks like they could kill you/looks really nice” and “is actually really nice/would kill you”

You’re “looks like they could kill you” and “is actually really nice”

Kyle is “looks like they could kill you” and “would kill you”

Butters

Butters was first compelled to introduce himself when he noticed you sitting alone

Being an unwilling loner himself, he sympathized

He didn’t even notice your scary demeanor

He just approached you one day as if you were as harmless as a bunny

Which you are, but most people don’t seem to think so

He’s so confused when you tell him that

“Why would they be afraid of you..? You’re so nice!”

He also doesn’t notice your social awkwardness

If there’s silence, he’s going to fill it; it’s just natural for him

He doesn’t mind at all, as long as you don’t mind either

He actually really likes having a listening ear

That’s why he loves being around you—he thinks you’re the best “conversation” partner

And eventually romantic partner :D

When you’re in social situations he’s usually the one to insert you both into a conversation, or otherwise find someone to talk to

He does get a little suspicious when people avoid you; he still doesn’t grasp that people are intimidated

Luckily this effect fades the longer you’re with him

He helps people realize that you’re actually really nice, and soon more people feel comfortable approaching you

Referring back to the alignment chart, Butters is “looks really nice” and “is actually really nice”

Despite people being less afraid of you, you’re still “looks like they could kill you”

That’s okay though; you’ve learned to use your scary demeanor to fend off bullies from your boyfriend 💪

Thank you for this request!! And thanks for reading, take care guys :]

(divider by saradika)

#south park #south park headcanons #south park x reader #butters stotch #butters stotch x reader #butters x reader #kyle broflovski #kyle broflovski x reader #kyle x reader

[goosewriting]

Rise turtles with a gn!reader s/o who is very tall like 190 or 233 cm in height like some one piece characters bc if you watch it or read it yeah

My eyes are up here (pun intended) (rottmnt x reader)

summary: headcanons for the turtles with a very tall reader.

relationship: Rise Leo, Raph, Mikey, Donnie x tall GN reader (separate, established)

warnings: none!

word count: ~830

A/N: i’m assuming you meant a human reader, for which 233 cm is freaking massive so i went with 203 cm (6’8”). you can see the size comparison here (lmao splinter). i based the turtles’ heights on this chart; i’m fairly sure that’s the canon one. also sorry this one’s so short! i’m pretty short myself (pun not intended) so racking my brain to come up with these was particularly difficult sdjfhsdf

(english is not my first language. constructive criticism and grammar corrections are very appreciated!)

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🔵 Leo

Leo discovered how much he likes being the small spoon when he started cuddling with you.

Most times he wants to feel like the “protector”.

He is a ninja after all.

But when he really grasped your size and build, that perception shattered completely.

Loves it when you tower over him.

He is 100% smitten with you.

Has definitely misjudged a distance or depth so that you end up hitting your head or shoulder somewhere because he pushed/dragged you with him, convinced you’d fit.

When Leo’s feeling cocky, he’ll probably try to kabe-don you, but will get too flustered every time.

Has begged you a million times to do the Dirty Dancing move where he comes running and you lift him up, spinning.

Whether you feel like you can pull it off or not is up to you lol

🔴 Raph

Our big boy in red is delighted.

He’s usually the biggest/tallest one in the room.

So when April introduced you to the group he was all starry eyed.

You’re so tall!

After you got together, his favourite thing is when you hug him and rest your chin on his head.

Forehead kisses 🥺

You’re the only one who can do the thing to him where you hold something over his head and mock him about not being able to reach.

His shell doesn’t really allow him to be the small spoon (which makes him a bit sad).

So instead your favourite cuddling position is you on your back and Raph on top, with your legs at his side as he rests his face on your chest/stomach.

You can’t help but gently trace the edge of his shell and spikes on his shoulder, he looks so peaceful!

Raph may or may not have purred at this while asleep.

Your cheeks burn up every time you think about it.

🟠 Mikey

Mikey is shmol.

And that’s a fact.

How he managed to pull someone as tall as you, he has no idea.

You always call him “pocket size” to tease him, but you mean it endearingly, not in a mocking manner.

He lets you get away with it, but will use the “how’s the weather up there?” joke if he wants to tease you back.

Mikey loves getting piggy back rides.

You may or may not leave things up high on purpose so you can come up from behind, offering to help him reach it.

No matter your body type, Mikey will 100% ask you to pose for him so he can draw you.

He’s fascinated by how far your limbs can reach.

Will often hold out his hand over yours to compare sizes.

Or stretch out his legs when sitting next to you, seeing how when your hips are aligned, his feet don’t go much farther than your knees.

🟣 Donnie

The purple turtle doesn’t really care about what you look like.

He has his spider leg thingies so he can reach wherever.

But with your height, he’ll still try to take advantage of it by having you help out in his lab somehow.

Either by holding several things in place at the same time.

Or using you as a measuring instrument when he doesn’t have his measuring tape at hand.

“Hey Y/n, come here and stretch your arm along this panel please.”

He aligns the tips of your fingers to the metal panel and marks where it ends on your upper arm with a pen.

Then guides you towards a different panel to get the right length to cut them the same size.

Really he’s just using that as an excuse to touch you, but don’t point it out or he’ll stop doing it.

And you’re amused as well so why confront him about it.

Donnie has definitely used something along this line* against you when he was mad about something.

When he’s feeling especially vulnerable or blue, he’ll take off his battle shell and sit back with his soft shell against your chest so you hug him from behind. Your arms are long enough to completely engulf him.

*Transcription: “What was that? Sorry, I just thought somebody above the national average height said something. (Dry chuckle) You’re disgusting, tall man. Shrink.”

Bonus:

🐀 Splinter (platonic, friendly kid-in-law kinda relationship)

Be aware that if you offer him a ride on your shoulders once, he will not hesitate to ask you for them when out and about.

For example when exploring the Hidden City.

If you’re nearby and he wants to talk to Draxum and is trying to make a point, he may climb you up himself and sit on your shoulders to be more on eye level with him.

Doesn’t like it when he’s trying to reach for something high up and you pick it up for him.

Instead has no shame in asking you to pick him up and towards the high shelf so that he can reach for the thing himself.

~~~~~

🐥 taglist: [more info in my pinned post!] @hearteyedracoon, @koalaray, @maribatshipper, @whygz, @lovelylovelydreams

#goose feathers #rottmnt #save rottmnt #rottmnt x reader #rottmnt leo x reader #rottmnt raph x reader #rottmnt donnie x reader #rottmnt mikey x reader #tmnt 2018 #tmnt 2018 x reader #tmnt x reader

[triangulumlights]

Chosen Children Tri Heights (sort of...)

I say sort of because I did my best.

ANYWAY, as we all probably know, there were super helpful official height charts for the chosen children in 02.

This gives us nice specific heights for the older kids and several of the younger kids, although you do need to estimate for some of them (like Hikari, who looks shorter than the 150 cm line, so I personally guess 147 cm for her.) So from this, you can make a nice little height comparison chart online using your comparison chart of choice. I picked heightcomparison.com since I liked that you could choose models.

Fun! This looks about right, so it feels like a good baseline to use for then trying to figure out how to find heights in Tri.

The easiest way, or at least I thought, to do this would be to find something to use as a baseline; someone who stood next to at least one or two of the 02 kids who also stood next to the Tri kids. My first thought, of course, was Gennai, since Gennai (or one of his clones) was near several of the chosen during the world tour arc in 02, and Dark Gennai (or whatever we wanna call this guy) interacts with several of them in Tri. Sounds reasonable, right? Right.

These seemed like pretty reasonable screenshots to work with, since we have three chosen that are both in 02 and Tri. So I slapped a guess into the height comparison chart.

...Immediate issues, unfortunately. Mainly in that although Hikari and Koushirou look okay next to this height guess, Jyou seems too tall. However, when I made Gennai taller, then Kou and Hikari were too short (they're already slightly smaller than they should be here), and since the height difference was only slightly off with Jyou and Gennai I figured this was pretty good.

So onto trying to compare Dark Gennai to someone in Tri, where again, I suffered. Of course Dark Gennai is near several of the chosen, but of course he's a huge creep, so he's not just standing there like a normal person. Of course not.

However, a few things were immediately noticeable. One: he's not that much taller than Jyou, as you can see their proportions are similar. Two: he's not that much taller than Meiko, somehow, but he's also at an angle so looks shorter. Three: he stands next to the railing of the boat the kids hide out on in... Uh... Loss? I think that's the right movie. Anyway.

I thought that, of these, the railing height might be a good place to start. If there was a decent shot of one of the chosen near the same railing, it'd be easy to compare; the railing is about mid-hip on Dark Gennai, so all I'd have to do is figure out how high it is on one of the kids, and trial and error until I got a height. Then I could compare the other chosen to that kid and should be easy.

I should have known better. Alas.

We do, at least, get both Koushirou and Jyou near the railing, but the only clear good shot of one of them standing straight up next to it is at an odd angle.

From this, it looks like the railing around Koushirou's waist/bottom of his ribs, maybe slightly higher. His elbows are bent 90 degrees to use the laptop, though the laptop itself would add a small amount of extra height.

These shots he isn't standing up straight, but they all seem consistent with the railing being at his waist.

There's also a few shots of Jyou that are useful-ish.

Jyou where did the rest of your arm go it doesn't look like it's hanging over the rail it looks gone

The rail looks about belt/top of hip level on Jyou, which makes sense for how much taller he seems to be than Koushirou (Jyou sitting flat on the ground still has his head higher than the rail, while Koushirou kneeling barely comes up to it.) Since we have good-ish estimates for both Kou and Jyou next to the rail, I went ahead and plugged in Dark Gennai's height, then compared 02 Kou and 02 Jyou to him to start off with.

...Huh. This looks... Correct. Mid-hip on Dark Gennai (about 95 cm or so?) is right at waist/lower ribs on Koushirou, and at the top of Jyou's hips. But they can't just be their 02 heights, because Koushirou is now taller than Sora, Takeru, and Mimi in Tri, whereas they were taller than him in 02. So even if those three had stayed the same height, Koushirou must be at least slightly taller than he was in 02. And if you look at where Koushirou and Dark Gennai's elbows would be, it does seem like Koushirou needs to be slightly taller, so maybe we just have a case of anime proportion problems.

But before I mess with Koushirou's height, gotta figure out how much taller than Sora and Takeru he is. Fortunately he stands near both of them in various shots so it's easy to compare, just gotta find some nice shots where the animation is good so it's fair to assume they're on-model, so starting with Kou and Takeru--

That's... Not helpful... Even the still animations from the credits scenes don't match. Tri. Tri why do you do this. I am one of you animation stans (when the animation's good, anyway; I love the style is what I mean) so why must you betray me so?

But okay. Official stills and such mostly put Koushirou slightly taller than Takeru, so that's what I'm going to go with. Now, comparing Kou and Sora, in addition to the group shots above--

It's much more consistent with them; Koushirou's just slightly taller. Takeru is typically shorter than Sora in official art, making the order Takeru < Sora < Koushirou, but probably only a few centimeters between each of them. Whatever. I'm going to do my best.

In 02, Takeru and Sora are the same height, so lets bump up Sora a few cm and Kou a few more cm than that.

This looks pretty good, actually. Assuming Takeru didn't get any taller is fine by me, since he was 11 in 02 and 14 in Tri; he could easily be one of those people that shoots up in intermittent growth spurts, especially since he's pretty tall in 02 comparatively. Additionally, the 02 height chart makes it unclear if it's measuring the top of his head or somewhere in his hat, so he could've actually gotten a little taller since 02 if he was actually shorter than 160 cm.

Anyway. The comparison here between Kou and Dark Gennai still seems alright, so we can work from here. Since I decided to default to the two official credits scenes with the whole group, I'm going to base adding the others from that. The only exception will be for Mimi, since she's consistently close to Sora's height in most of the show and artwork, and one of the credits scenes makes her way shorter due to her pose. Here's what I came up with.

A few particular notes. The height difference between Taichi and Koushirou is not that pronounced in Tri; it's there, but it's not the big difference from 01 and 02. The top of Kou's head is about forehead-height on Taichi. On the other hand, Yamato is distinctly taller than Taichi most of the time, though like with Takeru his height varies. He could be slightly shorter or taller than this. Like I mentioned before Mimi is usually slightly shorter than Sora, with Meiko being slightly taller than Sora, about Koushirou's height. Hikari seems to have had the biggest growth spurt, with the top of her head usually around Sora's forehead or Takeru's eye level. Ish. Again, varies. And then, of course, Jyou is tall; he's not hugely taller than Yamato, but it's noticeable. Mimi comes up to a little higher than his chin. I would add screencaps, but I still need to add Daigo and Maki to the chart and only have one more image left in the post limit.

They're relatively easy to add, since both stand near the kids several times. Daigo is tall but not as tall as I would've guessed; Taichi comes up to his cheekbones, Maki slightly lower. Maki is also taller than Meiko by a noticeable amount, but not a large one. So with them added:

Okay. This is my best guess for heights in Tri, and it leaves them all with a little more room to grow in Kizuna, which I might try to figure out later. Maybe. This was way harder than I thought.

Anyway feel free to disagree and discuss! I just thought this would be fun (and it was, despite the struggle) and maybe useful to people, though the real takeaway from this is that Tri is super inconsistent so really do whatever you want.

#digimon #digimon tri #digimon adventure tri #chosen children #taichi yagami #yamato ishida #sora takenouchi #koushirou izumi #mimi tachikawa #jyou kido #takeru takaishi #hikari yagami #daigo nishijima #maki himekawa #gennai #dark gennai #meiko mochizuki #my posts

[hymnism]

well here is sunny's scuffed gif tutorial for anyone who wants to learn how to gif 🎉🎉

so first of all you're obviously going to need a clip of whatever you want to gif. you can either download full videos or use a screen recorder (like obs for example) to record the specific scene you want to gif

once you have your clip you go into photoshop and look for "file -> import -> video frames to layers" then choose your clip and you'll get a screen like this

you can use the two small arrows to trim the clip to just what you need then click ok and it will open the clip up into frames

(btw if you don't already have it on make sure to go to "window" and turn on timeline. that's where you will see the frames)

now personally my first step is cropping and resizing. cropping is kind of self explanatory but to resize the gif make sure you go to "image -> image size" (NOT canvas size. just wanted to say that since the options are kind of similar) (although you can still use canvas size for cropping) and here is a handy little chart that is helpful if you want to know what to resize gifs to (width is what's important here height can be whatever you want it to be)

now personally my next step is sharpening although you can probably also do this at the end. i use maizekeen's gif sharpening actions (if you don't know how to use actions in photoshop there are many tutorials online but very basically you download the actions then go into the actions menu (windows -> action if you don't have it open) and click on load actions) and then from there you just choose your action and click the play button

then after that is usually when i delete any extra unwanted frames in the timeline (it's not necessary to delete the frames from the layers panel)

NOW is the fun part and also where a lot of this becomes up to taste and personal style ✨

make sure you have your adjustment panel open (window -> adjustments)

the ones underlined are the main ones i use. i recommend playing around and seeing what does what and seeing what ends up looking cool to you

oh and when you use adjustment layers make sure they are above all the layers of the gif like this

i made some different edits of the same gif to show some of the different things you can do. like i said it's up to personal taste and style

here is the original unedited for comparison

and here are some different edits i did real quick to hopefully give you some ideas for what you can do

and if you want to change the speed of a gif make sure to select all frames and then use this little arrow

i tend to use either 0.05 or 0.04 since anything faster or slower tends to start looking wonky but you can try it out yourself and see what looks good to you

btw here is the difference between 0.05 (left) and 0.04 (right)

NOW FOR SAVING

when you feel like you're done you wanna go to "export -> save for web" (it might say legacy next to yours it still works the same) and you will get a window like this

the most important things here are the two options i circled. most of the time i just leave these at adaptive and pattern. perceptual and selective can be used in place of adaptive but i've found that adaptive tends to look best. diffusion instead of pattern can help lower the size of a file in some situations but it doesn't always work but for the love of god please don't set it to "no dither". also make sure the looping option is set to forever (unless you specifically wanna make a non looping gif)

and from this menu you can preview your gif (lower left corner). slightly above the preview button is where you can see your file size (in this case this gif is 7.8mb) tumblr says their gif limit is 10mb but in reality it's slightly less than that so if your gif is 9.7~9.8mb it's probably too big

now if everything looks good then just click on save and name your gif and you're done 👍

now i'm sure there are a lot of things i didn't explain well so if there are any question feel free to send me an ask or a dm and i'll try to explain things more in depth :)

#my posts #gif tutorial

[melissa-titanium]

dd hc organizerrrr

THIS IS A VERY LONG POST LOL .

biggest basis for their makeup is essentially. birds and cats, with a little bit of wolf wedged in. they're somewhere inbetween solitary and pack predator, not quite social enough to actively search for bigger groups to hunt with BUT not solitude enough to hunt solo. three or four is the average for squads, two being the absolute minimum. to be seperated from your squadmates is a highly traumatic and stressful experience regardless of your opinion on the squadmate you lose. the feeling can be softened by replacing the squadmate. (eg; what happened with j and uzi. the alphabet gang's squad was a three-drone squad, and with j's death, uzi 'replaced' her in n and v's coding. not the same for j, though, because that means she was booted from the squad and it really hurt!!!)

dds are predators that tend to try and stay out of plain sight if need be, but they're already strong and fast enough to catch and kill wds without any struggle. BUT, if they were facing something they needed to surprise for whatever reason, they'd hide themselves rather than try and stay quiet. dds are already naturally nearly-silent (as shown in how n beats the shit out of uzi completely silently in pilot AND the way he basically DISAPPEARS when he sneaks into the vents during gin rummy) so they have no need to try and be more quiet, BUT the issue with their design is that they are. very, very flashy. they have warning patterns plastered ALL across their bodies and are basically glowsticks, and once they're in sight, you know where they are regardless of how dark it is. tl;dr: they rely on their silence to surprise prey.

i did a huge fucking chart on n's height a while back but i literally dont think i could find it. i think, canonically, dds are like... 5'0 exactly? but imo i think they're more around 6'6. there is minor variation in wd-frame dds, so height can differ from dd to dd.

i think dds are split into two different types, those being standalone and wd-frame.

standalone are dds through and through, retaining no worker drone memories because they HAVE no worker drone memories; they were built by the solver solely for the purpose of being a dd, therefore they never were a wd.

wd-frame are dds that have been built over an existing wd (n, v, and j for example.) they can on occasion retain memories (like v, depending on whether the solver wanted them to or not,) and usually retain the 'growth???' code of worker drones, allowing them to grow and change in response to their organic insides.

a better comparison would be; first gen worker drones to second gen worker drones. first gen drones (alice, khan, yeva, nori, etc) are all built off of one frame, leaving very little variation in bodyshape outside of built-purpose (eg; i think nori and khan were built for heavy-lifting and such, meaning they're shorter and heftier, while drones like yeva and alice were built for personal use, which makes them look more. human-like. i don't klnow does that make sense>>>??)

physical traits;

they have black teeth, stained with oil.

their true eyes can be individually taken off, as can the headband (the headband acts like the cap of a lightbulb.)

standalone dds (dds not built ontop of a worker drone frame, there are no canon examples of this) do NOT have whiskers. wd-frame dds (n, v, and j,) have whiskers.

... just like wds, dd hair is just a ton of whiskers bunched up into a hairstyle. does this mean standalone dds are bald? yeah, probably.

dd tails are segmented and interlocked by bendable joints (FLESH joints, dds are half-organic after all) that can extend and flex comfortably to reach further targets. the joints click and bend with each movement.

this was a trait in my old iterations of dd designs so idk if ill keep it, but, dds have heat-regulation spines poking out of their seams. they resemble the centipede-esque limbs on materials collection holo-spooky-snake-crabs.

their wingblades are shaped like fish-hooks, meant to latch onto prey and reel them in.

in addition to this, the wings whistle VERY loudly when flying. they have gravity propulsion (?) devices under their wings arm (not forearm) that make it so they don't actually have to flap their wings (like they fucking COULD?? look at those things dude) but the wingblades themselves are also used as means of steering. the air/gravity around them can be more easily manipulated with the wingblades because each blade has individual muscle control.

HUGE barrel chests. they're used to protect the core. they're split into two parts, a very hard steel-material (that also goes to the shoulders) and a bullet-proof black glass that allows you to see the corelight. and, yes, i know, they look like boobs but i'm nice and love feminism so it's only accentuated on n's chest. yes, his boobs are naked.

drones in general have a zip lining their abdomen, but the rubber material on disassembly drones is much lighter and malleable, allowing dds more flexibility than wds, but also less protection for their insides (which makes sense, because why would they need to protect their insides when they can just regenerate anything that broke? the rubber itself holds the stomach and other organs, but can be unzipped for maintenance.

there are four "sections" of a dd's tail. for organization purposes, i'll call them a, b, c, and d. section a is the joints of the tail itself, which can extend and flex. the tail sections and joints are considered one section. section a filters nanite acid along the dd's spinal cord down into section b section b transfers the filtered nanite acid from section a into the acid tank/storage section c transfers the acid from the tank into section d, and acts as the sheathe for section d section d is the syringe, which can extend in and out of section c

like dd's eyes, their ears are interchangable/customizable. UNLIKE dd's eyes, the ears are actually meant to be customized. the external ears themselves aren't particularly useful, and are dds only means of personalization.

i can;t think of anything else to add here rn UHHH

#mel roars

[the-terrible-theys]

tried charting the heights of all the wild kratts characters for funsies :)

aviva: 167 cm/5’ 5.7”

koki: 160 cm/5’ 2.9”

chris: 173 cm/5’ 8.1”

martin: 180 cm/5’ 10.8”

jimmy: 175 cm/5’ 8.8”

donita: 177 cm/5’ 9.6”

dabio: 203 cm/6’ 7.9” (woah)

zach: 174 cm/5’ 8.5”

gourmand: 154 cm/5’ 0.6”

rex: 176 cm/5’ 9.2”

paisley: 120 cm/3’ 11.2”

this isn’t perfectly accurate because 1) i couldn’t find screencaps to use to compare every character, 2) sometimes there was a lot of variation in height differences between characters and chris/martin (i tried to use those two as references as much as possible because they have canon heights), and 3) mostly because i was just eyeballing everything

reference images i used + a few notes are under the cut if you’re curious!! (by “a few notes” i mean i basically accidentally wrote an entire essay btw)

i went ahead and put the bros in first since, again, they have canon/googleable heights, and could be used as references for all the other characters. i ended up tweaking these heights very slightly (putting martin as closer to 5’ 11”, basically) just to feel a little more accurate to the show’s height difference between them and other characters

next i did the rest of the crew!

the height difference between chris and jimmy was kinda hard to deduce. in some screenshots jimmy is a bit shorter than chris and in others he’s noticeably taller ?? i decided to take the average and put them at almost the same height with jimmy being very slightly taller

i think jimmy was being mean to me on purpose a little bit because i had similar issues between him and martin. sometimes he’d be quite a bit shorter and sometimes they’d be practically the same height. c’mon jimmy

figuring out koki and aviva’s height differences relative to the others wasn’t quite as hard, though aviva did have a bit of height variation (in the first image, she’s about the same height as chris, in the second she’s much shorter, and in the third she’s taller than chris would be in comparison to martin). thankfully i have precisely a billion and a half screenshots saved so finding ones to average out was an easy task. i decided it’d be best to keep aviva noticeably shorter than chris by a couple of inches, but to also not have their height difference be quite as significant as in some of these images

koki’s relative height seemed to stay the most constant out of everyone, with only very slight variations (her being closer to aviva’s height sometimes, but usually she’s shorter) (in case anyone is confused! i’m measuring her from the top of her head, not hair, so about where her headband is)

once i felt like the crew was all accurate, i moved to the villains. i started with zach because i have more pictures of him, both with the crew and other villains, so he’s the best reference)

it was a little hard to judge his height in comparison to chris. they’re definitely close but i for some reason couldn’t find good reference images to get a more exact estimate. in both of these at least one of them is slightly leaning

i tried to avoid using any references with the creature powersuits activated, since those can mess with height (or at least my perception of their height) a bit. i did break my own rule here, though, just to see how tall zach was in comparison to martin. i figured he was tall enough for me to viably place him as very slightly taller than chris, but still at nearly the same height

(i’m pretty sure i looked at a second, even better pic i had of zach and martin as well but i lost it)

from there it was decently easy to estimate donita and gourmand’s heights with zach as a reference. i had the same height variation issue with donita as i’d had before, but when i found that fifth image while looking for dabio height references, i was able to find her height much more easily, plus verify my placements of zach and gourmand, plus get a good estimate on dabio.

(i also looked at more dabio references, some with donita and some with each of the bros, but i can’t find those either. oops) (trust me when i say him being 6’ 7” probably isn’t inaccurate, though) (the dude he’s based on, fabio, is 6’ 3”, so i was originally going to guesstimate him at around that height, but he looks WAY too tall for even 6’ 3”)

i have VERY few images of paisley and rex, much less any that make usable height references, but i did manage to pick out a couple that were helpful. paisley seems to be shoulder height-ish on gourmand who i placed at 5’ 0”. i can also see that donita’s elbow is also around shoulder height of gourmand, giving me two points of reference

paisley is also at approximately elbow height of rex, meaning that rex and donita are similar in height

managed to find this image as a somewhat more helpful point of reference. yeah it’d be more helpful if rex and paisley were touching the ground, and if martin wasn’t in a cps (because, again, trying to avoid that for the sake of accuracy). beggars can’t be choosers, though, and the pixelization of this image is screaming beggar.

anyway! if i squint a bit and hold my fingers up to my screen, i can tell that paisley is at maybe just under belly button/elbow height of martin. rex looks to be a little shorter than martin, meaning my estimate of him being a similar height to donita is of some accuracy. i made him one centimeter shorter because he looks to be a little shorter in comparison to martin than donita would be? idk

i would’ve liked to search for better reference pics for paisley and rex just to make sure i’ve got their heights down, but i’m tired and have also hit the image limit for this post, so i’m just gonna stop there

#if you read all the way to the bottom i hope you have a great day #wild kratts #paisley paver #rex #martin kratt #2d martin kratt #chris kratt #2d chris kratt #aviva corcovado #koki #jimmy z #zach varmitech #donita donata #dabio #gourmand #i spent an irrationally long time on this but yknow what. #it was FUN #and therefore worth it #i’ve been wanting to do this for a while actually #i’ve never seen any sort of height chart for the characters in this fandom? #and idk at least for me those can be helpful #hopefully other people will find this helpful as well :) #off topic but i didn’t realize how short gourmand is until now??? #he has tall vibes ykno #uhhh short king i guess

[minecraftbookshelf]

We have fancy height charts for the Arranged Marriage AU now!

Also some updated headcanons because, of course, once I shared the first thoughts I changed them.

Unfortunately the height comparison thing I found maxed out at ten people at a time (the best option I found) so we have two seperate sets, one is basically just "the couples" and the other is "everyone else" with both having the tallest and shortest for comparison/contextualization.

Breakdown once again, under the cut

Lizzie: Now has two seperate forms, both are the tallest person. Her full Blue Axolotl Sea Monster/Mermaid form is the 10' one, with a smaller version that can walk on land and is approximately 7'6" tall. Either way, no one is as tall as she is. Bow before the queen.

Lizzie: Now has two seperate forms, both are the tallest person. Her full Blue Axolotl Sea Monster/Mermaid form is the 10' one, with a smaller version that can walk on land and is approximately 7'6" tall. Either way, no one is as tall as she is. Bow before the queen.

Jimmy: Depending on what form he is in is either the second tallest or smack in the middle of the height pack. Cod Merman!Jimmy is ~7', Cod Hybrid!Jimmy (If that distinction makes any sense) is just under 6'2". (This is the difference then being taller/longer than Scott or shorter than Scott) The point about his absolute beanpole-ness and general disaster prone-ness negating his height advantage stands.

Xornoth: My thoughts on them have probably changed the least. Still six and a half feet tall, still (usually) no horns, still absolutely hits their head on doorways because they're used to elvish architecture which allows for being over six foot.

Scott: Still 6'4". Nothing's really changed here.

Pearl: Farmer Queen has been nudged up a bit and is now 6'1", still buff as hell and not scared of you at all. She is the tallest of the main Wither Rose Alliance and we love that for her.

Fwip: 6' flat, he's taller than Sausage and that is all that matters.

Sausage: Is now 5'11" he shrunk just a bit rip

Pix: I shrunk him a bit too. He's the tall side of 5'10" now.

Joel: Still 5'7", literally comes up to Lizzie's hip when she's in Ocean Queen form and not even to her shoulder at her shortest. He sits on her throne sometimes and his feet don't reach the floor.

Gem: 5'6", the shortest of the core Wither Rose Alliance.

Joey: 5'5", tends to wear heels that put him closer to 5'10"/5'11"

Katherine: 5'2", does often hover a bit, taking advantage of the fact that she is one of the two with natural wings to look her fellow rulers in the eye.

Shrub Berry: canonically 4’3”. So very very small. Will go for the kneecaps without hesitation.

#rain rambles #empires s1 #height chart redone #marriage of state au #mos: ensemble #mos: worldbuilding

[thepeanutbutterwizard]

Venomous Teachings au: the ‘Greenes’

Alright, now we’re talking about Misako, Lloyd, and Mystake!

These aren’t entirely to scale; Mystake in her Oni form is at least ten feet tall. Once I get every main character drawn I’ll do a to-scale height chart.

But anyway, time to go in-depth about this weird little family, who could have a long-form fic entirely to themselves.

Misako was just a few days away from giving birth when Garmadon got called up by Wu. Wu was frantic, claiming that the Skulkin, who shouldn’t be able to leave the Underworld, were attacking the Monastery.

Both Misako and Garmadon were actually suspicious that Wu was setting a trap. They both had noticed that Wu had taken a sharp decline around the time the couple had announced their pregnancy. But, despite his own misgivings and Misako not wanting him to go alone, Garmadon heads to the Monastery after dropping Misako off at Mystake’s tea shop.

Two days later, Misako gives birth without Garmadon present. And a day after that, the first one of the Skulkin Raids takes place. Ninjago City and the Imperial Palace are attacked by an army of Skulkin, lead by a masked figure claiming to be the ‘Dark Lord Garmadon’.

Misako comes to the conclusion that Wu had fully succumbed to the Great Devourers Venom, killed Garmadon, and now he was using Garmadons name for some plot.

With Mystakes help, Misako takes Lloyd and goes into hiding. The two spend ten years constantly moving around, using several different last names, and Misako going by ‘Missy’. The only real constant in their lives, aside from each other, is Mystake. Thanks to her being a millennia's old Oni, Mystake is easily able to keep in touch without jeopardizing their safety.

Lloyd has no idea who his father is. Misako planned on telling him once he got older, but until the plot catches up to them, Lloyd just thinks his father was killed when he was a baby. He has no idea that he and his mom are on the run; moving so often is just normal for him

It’s also a really good thing Mystake’s able to keep in touch, since Lloyd is, well, a weird little kid

The Red Ninja hoodie is official Ninja merch. Misako didn’t buy it. The hoodie on his Human form looks like a Great White Shark when you pull the hood up, and his shoes light up. both were birthday presents from Mystake. His Dragon form is only on two legs for size comparison.

Lloyd starts shapeshifting pretty much from birth. He looked like a normal human baby at first, but as soon as Mystake held him (she helped deliver him in her shop) he unconsciously shifted to his Oni form, which leads to Mystake telling Misako the truth about herself and the FSM family.

He fluctuates fairly randomly between his Oni, Human, and Dragon forms, but at different points of his life he has trends. As a baby, he was almost exclusively Human or Dragon; human bc Misako is a human and Dragon bc of something having to do with Misakos backstory that I’ll get to in a bit. He only shifts into an Oni when Mystake is around.

Once he gets to toddler age tho, Lloyd is almost never Human. Both Dragon and Oni are able to run around from a much younger age than humans, so Lloyd is unconsciously shifting into forms that make it easier to get into things and satisfy his own curiosity.

After getting a bit older, Lloyd shifts between his three forms fairly equally, and Mystake starts teaching him how to shift on purpose, and how to shapeshift into other animals, and eventually people. By the time Lloyd enters the plot, he’s ten, mostly able to control his form changes, and he can shapeshift fairly well.

Fully grown Oni are supposed to have big ole’ manes; Garmadon didn’t have one bc he is severely malnourished from being stuck in the Underworld, but his will grow in eventually.

I always thought Mystake was one of the Oni Warlords that the Masks came from in cannon, so I’m making that a thing for VT.

I have so much lore for the Oni, but that’ll be a post for another day. Right now, I’m going to go into the off the rails backstory I came up for for Misako

Misako was born to a wealthy family in the upper echelon of Ninjagan society, a part of the Clan IronDragon. They’re an old clan of mystic warriors, who rose to such high standing thanks to the IronDragon technique, which is where they got their name from.

The IronDragon technique is a way to boost ones combat prowess via enchanted tattoos. The tattos seal a Spirit to the person its on, the ‘Host’, allowing the Host to use the Spirit as a tool

When the Spirit is in use, it lifts out of the tattoo itself, leaving the ink behind. It becomes a translucent energy construct, and can be used for attack and defense. The Spirits are sapient, but simple; they’re capable of basic communication and speech, and also capable of learning and growth.

But part of the training the Host’s go through involves being able to mentally overpower the Spirit and force them into a dormant ‘sleep’ state, which they’re supposed to do whenever not using the Spirit. This keeps the Spirit from being able to learn and grow. When active, the Spirit communicates with their Host telepathically, but aren’t capable of verbal communication with anyone else.

The Spirit can be anything, but the clan has been using dragons almost exclusively since the technique was created, hence the name IronDragon. Magic naturally extends life, so any IronDragon deemed worthy to receive a Spirit has a lifespan longer than a normal humans, hence Misako looking younger than in cannon.

Eventually I’ll do a more detailed drawing of what exactly Misakos tattoos look like, but for now just imagine this lineart style

With this kind of coloring

In these areas

Most worthy Clan members only receive one, but Misako has two.

Misako is the daughter of the head of the clan, the current Lord IronDragon. She is his only child, but not for lack of trying. The Clan is extremely old-fashioned; its expected for boys to train from birth and earn their Spirits, but highly unusual for a girl to even be considered, let alone trained. In order to keep the leadership position in his family, Misako’s father trained her, pushing her hard.

Most people don’t get their Spirit until they’re around 17

Misako got hers when she was only 13.

Despite this, Misako was still only expected to be a trophy wife, a way to help the Clan. She knew this, and she hated it. So Misako rebelled in little ways; she befriended her Spirits instead of suppressing them, even helping them pick out names (still trying to figure out their names). She secretly studied history and archeology, sneaking out to the Museum on multiple locations.

When she was 16, her parents told her they had picked out a suitable husband for her from another wealthy family. The 17 year old son of the Von Haust’s, Clouse.

((Yes, that Clouse. According to Twitter, his full name is Clouse Von Haust.))

Misako figured that she and Clouse would be forced into marriage; their parents had been forcing the two to be ‘friends’ since they were young. But she hadn’t expected it to be so soon! She gets into a massive fight with her parents, and ends up running away that night.

She took a bunch of her fancy jewelry with her, selling it and using the money to start a new life. She took on a new last name, Montgomery, enrolled in college, claiming to be 18 in order to get in, getting a PhD in archeology.

Eventually, Misako meets the Spinjitzu Brothers, and the rest is history.

My inbox is open to any and all questions!

#ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago au #misako ninjago #misako garmadon #misako montgomery garmadon #ninjago misako #ninjago lloyd #lloyd garmadon #lloyd montgomery garmadon #dragon lloyd #oni lloyd #ninjago mystake #mystake #ninjago clouse #ninjago clouse von haust #venomous teachings au

[eunchancorner]

Frank headcanons?

(Both general and tword)

"I have a van with lure III 😎" - Random redditor Frank

NORMAL HCS:

-Frank and the candy dealer are drinking buddies

-He has a strict 'No Killing' policy

-Yes, he has in fact come across kids whose parents didn't want them back. He nearly adopted a few of them but later on dropped them off outside of their houses and anonymously called the police to report child abuse. His profession is one he can't carry on with if he has kids

-Since they grew up together, Lila, Jaune, John and Pump's dad are like siblings to him, which is why he refuses to kidnap their kids (yes he refuses to kidnap John's daughter and Ross)

-He's a little upset that he can never talk to John directly, since John is the sheriff and he's a wanted kidnapper, but in the end there's nothing he can do

-John does cut him a bit of slack tho, since Frank never harms the kids and usually demands reasonable sums of money

-He's also pretty irritable and a caffeine addict, tho he always has to get a shit ton of coffee since he's nearly 150% the size of his fucking van and seems to be growing

-Fr do a quick comparison of him in Pelo's old doodles comparing his height to Kevin's and look at the more recent height chart. HE GOT TALLER.

-Does sometimes stay over at Lila's, she's very welcoming

-He's also a fan of sugar cookies :>

TICKLE HCS:

-He looks like a huge ler, but he's actually not?

-At first I wanted to say he's probably got tough skin and probably isn't too ticklish, but the more I think about it the more I can't help but imagine him as yet another character that receives so little affection that he's actually super ticklish??

-Ofc his worst spot has GOT to be his tum

-Soft tkls usually get him best

-He's so easily flustered it's the cutest fucking thing istg

-We're talking blushing all the way to the ears with a simple 'Tickle tickle tickle' and trying to cover he face and shit like

-Got into tickle fights with his friends ALL the time when they were kids.

-As he got older and they all went their separate ways, tho, that all kinda stopped :<

-Tho, sometimes, when he stays over, Lila and him relive some of those days. It's nice, pretending they're a couple of little kids again

-Even tho her curling her hand into a claw and smirking is all it takes to get him giggling nowadays-

-He also has the cutest fuckin wobbly smile

-His laugh is actually really pitchy?? And gets super high and squeaky??

-Skid totally woke up late at night a couple of times to Frank laughing his head off as Lila turned him into a puddle off ticklishness

In short, big man, even bigger lee, but the cutest fucken thing in the world

#eun rants #sm #spooky month #sm tickles #spooky month tickles #sm frank #spooky month frank #sm hcs #spooky month hcs #sm headcanons #spooky month headcanons

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To the Ties Made of Crimson- A SatoGou Fanfic

[Read on Ao3!]

Rated G - No Warnings Pokemon Journeys Ash/Goh 7645 Words

Summary: There's a red string, tiny, nearly transparent, tied to Gou's finger that trails off into the night. He tells himself he's as ambivalent towards it as his family seems to be. A little string doesn't matter to him. At least, not in comparison to the other dreams he's racing towards. There's a red string, small, shining in the light, tied to Satoshi's finger that he winds around his wrist. He wonders about it, daydreams about it. And yet, with every other goal he's chasing, a little string falls by the wayside. Until it doesn't.

Notes: I've always loved to think of red string au's as the world telling you about the choices you're going to make. Not determining your future for you, but sharing the future you made with your past self. Love and time are both too free and fluid to be restrained in a linear way. Enjoy the gay pokeani boys.

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Maybe it would’ve been a bigger thing if his parents had been around more. Somehow, through research and school and stargazing, Goh had neglected to give too much thought to his string, beyond the day to day of it. Quickly after he became conscious of it, it just as easily was slipped into the back of his mine. Or rather filed, categorized.

It was like another body part to him. Goh had dark hair that curled up on the ends, and weak legs that could run fast but not for very long, and a string tied to the end of his finger that looped and coiled about.

It was another part of growing up, wasn’t it?

Some families made a big deal of milestones like this, charting heights, filming first steps, celebrating seeing your string for the first time. But like all those other things, for Goh, that was simply a part of getting older.

In all honesty, Goh was almost shy about it. It wasn’t that he was purposefully trying to hide it, but having hardly ever talked about it with his family he tended to shy away from the subject.

He vaguely remembers his classmates teasing him about it once, a good few years ago. It was that little stretch of time between seeing Mew and quitting school. Where he went only because he felt he had to, not learning anything at all.

“The only thing waiting at the end of Goh’s string is Mew!”

“Mew’s the only soulmate he would accept anyway.”

“Don’t be silly, it’s not like someone like Goh has a string!”

It didn’t hurt like it was meant to, and Goh ignored their teasing until they grew tired of it.

Secretly, quietly, with only the stars as his judges, Goh wondered if they were right.

Maybe he truly wasn’t meant for another human to love, in any sense of the word. He was just fine on his own.

He was eight when he decided, on a winter’s night, on a rooftop, alone. Yes, he didn’t need a soulmate- platonic, romantic, it didn’t matter. Goh would be fine on his own, just him and his search for Mew. That would be enough.

He leaned against the railing of the building, resting his chin on the weathered stone. It’s cold, he shivered slightly.

Goh breathed out heavily just to watch the puff of breath flume out in front of him. It rose up before it dissipated, swirled about for a seconds blink and then it was gone. Goh stared up where his breath once was, but the stars were all that stared back at him, blinking, watching. Goh blinked back.

Slow, one, two, three, blinks in a row. He heard once that some pokemon like it when you blink real slow at them like that. That it told them without words, “I love you”.

Bliiiink. Bliiiiink. Bliiiiiiiiink. To the stars above.

He held his hand up above him. It was still hard to see, it didn’t come as naturally to him as it should’ve.

When he focused, breathed deep and really looked, he could see it. The thread that blew about gently, the tiny knot that kept it secured to his finger. It was a sparkling, shimmering red. Like the streaks in his hair, almost, but ever so slightly off.

Goh rubbed his thumb across his palm, curling all his fingers in. The string caught slightly with the motion. Goh wondered if all the way out there, past the horizon, under the starlight, if the person on the other end could feel the twinge.

‘I’m sorry,’ He wanted to say to the person waiting on the other end. ‘I will not wait for you.’

For a moment, he wondered.

‘What sort of person would be tied to someone like me?’

For another, he wondered.

‘That is, if there’s anyone at all.’

A chill winter's wind whipped around Goh, tossing his hair back and forth.

Concentrating on the string again, Goh pulled at it with his finger. Tugging ever so slightly more, it was gently giving until he’d got it wrapped around his wrist a few times, resting gently on his palm.

He gave the thread a soft pull, holding it taut for a few seconds before releasing it again. He pulled again. Released again. Pulled. Released.

‘I’m sorry,’ He thought, ‘ you were matched with someone like me.’

It became something of a habit, an idle repetition his fingers get up to on their own. A soft tug for a moment, then release. One. Two. Three. I love you. I’m sorry.

That’s what it meant to Goh at least, that’s what it was meant to mean.

What the person on the other end took it as, he wasn’t sure.

‘If anyone is there at all,’ his mind filled again, on its own.

He tended to keep his string wrapped up like that. Looped around his wrist, running against his palm. It was in his hand, in his grasp.

Every now and then he felt a jolt or two coming from the other end. Somewhat frequently to be honest, but there never seemed to be any pattern to it.

‘Is this your message?’ Goh asked himself, asked the string. ‘ Do you wonder about me the same way I wonder about you?’

The string didn’t answer. It never had before.

Yet Goh found himself curling around the thread as he slept, dreaming, waiting.

-

Ash probably should’ve paid a bit more attention in class, or to his neighbours, or even just to Gary’s bragging. It just seemed boring at the time, so the thought never really stuck. There were Pokemon to meet! New places to see.

So honestly, Ash didn’t really know what the strings were until he caught note of his one day. A sliver of a sparkle, red caught in the breeze with his hands out in front of him.

It was like it was there, then gone again when he blinked.

For a moment, Ash wondered if his eyes were malfunctioning. He stared long and hard at his hand, the left one. There, just there if he paid enough attention, was the thin red string adorning his little finger.

It curled around and overlapped itself, one two three ringlets between his knuckles. A tight, even knot held it in place.

Ash curled his finger in, watching intently. The string followed, tightening slightly.

And for some reason, a grin spread across Ash's face, and a laugh spilled out from his lips.

Regardless of the why and how, even if Ash didn’t understand it himself, there was something about watching the little string float out from his finger that sparked a bit of joy in him.

He didn’t manage to tell his mother before she figured it out on her own. In his defence he really had been meaning to tell her, he just wasn’t sure how to bring it up. In hers, she had known it was coming soon. She’d been watching.

They were on a walk together, night settling over Pallet Town once more. The streetlights stretched their shadows side by side. Ash, eight years old, was nearly the same height as his mother by the shadows illusion, providing he walked on tiptoe.

Step by step they made their way, and Ash raised his arms up up up to the sky, watching how his string caught the streetlight, its dazzling crimson hue against the rest of the inky black.

“It’s a very pretty string, isn’t it?” Delia remarked idly.

Ash’s attention snapped towards her.

“You can see it too?”

Delia looked straight ahead, at the road winding down in front of her.

“Mmhm.” She hummed in reply.

Ash stood stock still, frozen in place from the shock.

Delia turned slightly, still walking.

“Ash?”

“Mamaaaaa!” He whined, “Why didn’t you tell me?!”

Delia sighed, but she was smiling. It’s soft, a fragile expression she feared wouldn’t last.

“Why didn’t you tell me ?”

Ash grimaced as he realized he wouldn't be winning this argument.

“I’m your mother! I’d hope you’d tell me when important things happen, for your safety at the least.”

Ash jogged the few steps forward to catch up with his mother, slowing as he matched her stride. He watched his own feet kick up dust instead of meeting her eye.

“I’m sorry, Mama. I did mean to tell you…”

She couldn’t hold it against him, not really, and she knew it.

“But…” Ash continued, and Delia steeled herself. “What is this, even? You said it was important?”

Taking a deep breath, Delia reached out, placing a hand on her son's shoulder.

“In some ways it can be very, very important, and in others, it’s not. That depends on you.”

“But what is it?!” Ash pressed, impatient. His steps grew more forceful, his anticipation growing.

“It’s your string, Ash.”

“I know it’s a string, Mama.”

“Not just a string. Your string.”

Ash tilted his head to the side, looking over at his mother. He watches her expression, staying ever neutral as she explained.

“A string appears around your finger sometime before you turn ten, though the ages tend to vary between six and nine-ish, with outliers either direction. They wind around your littlest finger and are invisible most of the time. People can see their own strings however, as well as the strings of people they’re particularly close to, like family members or very close friends. The stronger the red colour, the stronger the connection.”

“Between who? Family members?”

Delia shook her head, and hoped her voice wouldn't do the same.

“Between string partners. Somewhere out there, the other end of the string on your finger has travelled all the way to wrap around someone else’s finger.”

Ash was quiet for a moment, contemplating. His eyes snapped open.

“Who?”

“That’s the thing. We don’t know who’s on the other end of your string. Not yet anyway.”

“Not yet?”

Delia pulled her son in just the slightest bit closer as they walked.

“The person on the other end… they’re what people call a soulmate. A stringmate, sometimes. It’s a way of telling you that there’s someone out there who you’re gonna love an awful lot, and they’re gonna do the same.”

Ash scrunched his face up.

“Like… a date? Aiko from school mentioned something ‘bout that once… I think…?”

Delia hummed lightly.

“Mm. It can be, if you want and your string mate wants. It’s up to you to decide what it means.”

“Sounds… complicated.”

Ash stuck out his tongue and scowled.

“Aw-ahaha… Ash, listen alright.”

Ash’s expression turned to confusion, but he looked his mother in the eye as she spoke.

“Having a string mate can be a wonderful thing. It’s a bit exciting to know that somewhere out there is another person who’s gonna care about you sooooo much, that you have a little string to remind you. Don’t let it be a sad thing, okay? Having more people to care about is always a good thing, and I know you care about people, pokemon, and things an awful lot.”

Ash nodded, listening as she talked.

“But who put the string there? Why do they wanna tell me?”

Delia shrugged her shoulders.

“We don’t know. Some people think it’s a pokemon we don’t know about yet. Other people think it’s our world itself! Some people say Arceus creates them. But it doesn’t matter so much as to why they’re there as much as knowing that they are there, and you get to figure out what you do with that.”

Ash groaned a bit.

“It’s so complicated!”

“It is, it is, but it’s exciting too, isn’t it?”

And Ash let a smile poke through, a small one.

“Yeah… it is. I hope my string mate is super super nice! Do you think they’re gonna like Pokemon like me? Do they live in Pallet? Or maybe super super far away?! How would I meet them then? When can I meet ‘em? I wanna see ‘em super super soon!”

Delia gave her son’s shoulder a slight squeeze.

“I’m sure your soulmate will be a wonderful person. As for where, that’s another mystery. Some people wind up their strings to try and pull their string mate closer, others try to find the person on the other end by following it, but I don’t think either of those work very well. Strings get caught sometimes.”

“Caught?”

“On places that’ll be important to you, on memories you haven’t had yet. Sometimes they even loop around other people if they’re important to you meeting, or other Pokemon!”

Ash lit up.

“It’s like a big red web!”

“Exactly.”

Ash picked up his steps again, walking forward with just a bit more excitement. The tiny porch light on their house, glowing warm and friendly, welcomed them home with its infrequent flickers.

“One last question…” Ash said, toying with his own string again.

“Shoot.”

“If p-particularly close family members- and friends- are able to see each other’s strings… Why can’t I see yours? Am… I not close enough?”

Delia had prepared herself for this question, and yet still found herself somewhat unprepared to answer.

“No, no we’re very very close, sweetheart, don’t you worry about that. You can’t see my string because I don’t have one.”

“Oh.” Ash kept walking. “Is that sad?”

He asked genuinely, purely out of curiosity. And with years and years of fielding the same question, Delia could honestly say this was the only time the person asking hadn’t treated the revelation like some kind of tragedy.

“Nope. I’m very happy as I am, with you and my friends and my work, there are lots of people I care about and who care about me! I don’t need a string to help me find them or to remind me.”

“And… I do?”

“Maybe. Some people never meet their stringmate, or at least, they never know who their stringmate is. Stringmates are just important people after all, there’s not strict rules. All that we can say for sure is that there’s a little red string on your finger and on the other end is someone else who’s gonna care about you very, very much, and the same will go for you. The universe wants you to know that for one reason or another, and now it’s a part of your journey, however you’d like to make it a part of that.”

As Delia finished her sentence, she rounded the corner that turns onto the tiny rock path leading up to her house. Ash continued forward as Delia turned to check the mailbox once before heading inside. Ash waited by the door for her, hesitating just slightly.

“I hope I get to meet them someday. Someone I care about… and who cares about me… if they’re important enough that something wants to tell me that…”

He trailed off for a moment, and as Delia made her way up the steps, she wondered if he'd finished the sentence there.

“If something wants to tell me that… then I gotta meet 'em someday. I gotta tell ‘em, so they know they’re cared about. I promise… I will tell them.”

And Ash opened up the door and headed inside.

Letting a contented smile wash over her face, Delia followed suit.

Really, strongly, she hoped that Ash would meet his soulmate someday.

At the least, because she’d like to think they’d be better for knowing him.

-

It honestly had been a pretty good day for the most part. He almost wished there was a more solid reason, but really Goh had just been slipping into unease without fair reason.

It just lined up that way. The anxiety and uncertainty that was building in him, the bubbling uncomfortable feeling he couldn’t let spill to anyone in his tiny little apartment.

Theoretically, metaphorically speaking.

His parents were staying at work for the night, finishing up a project deadline, and his grandmother had been on a trip to visit her old friends for the past 4 days.

So no one would know if he slipped away, stayed somewhere else for the night.

The swift night breeze seeped through Goh’s sweater and seeped into his skin, chilling him enough to almost make him return to his apartment to grab a coat. But tenacity is a flaw as much as a virtue, and he pushed onward with gritted teeth.

The heavy bag slung across his back carried everything he really needed for the night. Sleeping bag, pop up tent, research notes and gadgets.

He told himself this was for research purposes alone. Pure coincidence that his stargazing spot was the optimal conditions for research.

He wasn’t a great liar, even to himself, but if he kept repeating it, maybe he’d start to believe it.

It was just suffocating there, he let himself think as he heaved his way up the old stairs, too focused on carrying the weight to filter his own stream of consciousness.

The empty rooms, the still, stale air. It bordered on uncanny the longer he stayed there. The lights illuminated the nothingness that permeated the space, pushing Goh out.

So he ran away, again, like always. Like a coward.

Goh was used to setting up this tent by now. It was like a friend to him, each motion familiar.

With the tent secure, or secure as can be on a rooftop instead of the intended ground, Goh lets himself lean back against the hard concrete railing, looking up towards the stars as always.

Without thinking about it, he subconsciously raised his right hand up, watching the trailing red thread dance about in the wind.

‘I’m sorry.’ He thought, a frequent occurrence.

The thread didn’t answer. It never did.

Goh grit his teeth, tearing his eyes away from the skies.

Usually stargazing helped him feel better, and today it only succeeded in making him feel worse.

Whatever.

It didn’t matter.

He didn’t need to worry about his parents, his soulmate, none of it was important.

Research was important. Mew was important. If his readings were correct, the Lugia appearing over town tomorrow afternoon was important.

Ducking back inside the tent, Goh repeated the same to himself over and over, until exhaustion took over and he slipped into listless sleep.

-

He ran down the hill like his life depended on it, backpack thunking against him, heart pounding in his ears.

(He ran up the road, fuelled by adrenaline and excitement, partner clinging onto his shoulder, heart pounding in his ears.)

He jumped, leaping towards a creature he’d only seen on a flickering computer screen.

(He jumped, leaping towards a monster, a friend, something to be challenged.)

And he was slipping, falling-

(And he was climbing, reaching)

And then their eyes met.

-

In someways, looking back, Goh felt stupid for not realizing it. The way his heart pounded, the thrilling exciting feeling of it all. Didn’t it just make sense as a meeting of two soulmates?

And yes, that's what it is, that’s what it was, and looking back Goh blushed and felt his string wrap just the tiniest bit tighter around his finger. Maybe it was just his imagination, but he swore he could feel it pulling at him when he thought about it.

But then…

The spray of the ocean clung to his skin, blood pumping hot through his veins, eyes drawn to the person beside him.

Because what kind of person would do something like this? Jump onto Lugia, ride it over the bay. It’s madness, truly speaking.

Goh’s exact brand of insanity.

So his thoughts were a bit rushed and jumbled as he clung onto the Pokemon. He managed to remember to grab research data, and he managed to stay hanging on.

What kind of person would do something like this?

‘Someone like me’, his mind supplied.

And with all his attention poured onto his new companion, then following the exhausting travel home, Goh didn’t even think about his string once.

-

Ash wanted to say he spoke up because he had a feeling, or because he was drawn to Goh, or anything romantic like that.

Instead, it was late at night. The moonlight peered in through the slats in the blinds and Ash watched it wash up against the walls from his bed. He couldn’t sleep.

He hated not being able to sleep, it was such an awkward uncomfortable feeling, the urge to squirm and twist filling his mind.

For the sake of Pikachu, curled up against his side, he restrained himself.

Ash watched its ears twitch slightly as it slept, watched its back rise and fall in a steady even rhythm.

For a while, that was enough. The even tempo provided by Pikachu was soothing, sweet. Ash could feel his eyelids growing heavier with each little twitch of Pikachu’s ears.

But that wasn’t the problem.

It was the buzzing, uncomfortable feeling that zigzagged back and forth in his chest. Like if a dozen Joltik had all crawled their way in there. Ash grimaced at the mental image.

That buzzing feeling that wouldn’t cease, wouldn’t let him sleep no matter how tired he was, it was beginning to drive Ash insane.

Or at least, that was the excuse he wanted to come up with, because he couldn't think of a good reason for why he’d whispered out.

Lightly, quietly enough there was no risk of anyone hearing him, unless they’d been straining their ears for it, Ash spoke.

“Goh.”

It wasn’t a question, it was nothing but a name, let loose into the night cautiously.

There was silence for a moment, near silence at least.

Ash strained his ears.

Pikachu’s breathing, Sobble snoring, the air conditioner running, and there -

“ Ash .”

So very, very quiet, as light as a feather, was Goh’s voice.

The buzzing feeling subsided only lightly.

“Are you alright?”

Ash asked, without even thinking about it.

Near silence again. The buzzing returned, growing dizzier and more frantic.

Ash clenched his fists, screwing his eyes shut. Had he just imagined Goh’s voice, was he really that sleep deprived?

“Why?” Came Goh’s reply, still as hushed as could be.

“Today… it was….” Ash began.

Terrifying, Worrying, Scary.

HIs mind filled in. But Ash couldn’t say any of these things.

“Intense.” He settled on.

“With Suicune? And the hunters?”

“Mm.”

Ash could hear his blood rushing better than he could hear Goh. It thumped in his ears, pounding and pounding. He wondered if he was getting a headache. Maybe that's why he couldn’t sleep.

“Were you scared?” Goh answered after a moment’s hesitation.

Ash’s breath caught in his throat.

He wanted to say no. Either No, because he always believed Goh would win in the end, or No because he’d faced scarier things, or just No because he didn’t want Goh to worry but instead he said nothing at all.

Goh spoke again, not waiting for Ash’s reply.

“‘Cause… I was just a little. Don’t tell Chloe.”

“You were scared?” Ash asked. He didn’t mean for it to sound accusatory, he was just… surprised.

“I-I… augh, yes, yes I was, okay, are you gonna laugh because I’d prefer you just get it over with.”

“No!” Ash lowered his voice, careful, “No, I just… You seemed so prepared and ready.”

“I just… I thought they were gonna really hurt Suicune. And I wouldn’t be able to stop it. It felt like… like if I couldn’t stop them from hurting Suicune, then… what was even the point of being a trainer, you know?”

And Ash’s heart ached badly because he did . He knew exactly what Goh meant.

He’d just hoped that Goh wouldn’t have to feel it.

“Yeah.” Ash replied, and this time his voice was the one as light as air.

He opened his palm just to clench it again.

“Suicune deserved better than that, you know? I wonder if… if maybe it’s been taken advantage of before? It hid up really high in this big old tree, and it didn’t want me anywhere near it. A-and I can’t blame it, I don’t, I- I don’t know if it… hated me for catching it? I just wanted to help it, but I kept feeling like I screwed up.”

Goh trailed off.

“And?”

Ash prompted lightly.

“And when we were in the tree, I just… I remember sitting with it, facing away ‘cause I remembered that Suicune get shy about observation, and I just… I had this feeling like we understood each other. Like… right then, Suicune understood I was trying to take care of it. I’ve never felt anything quite like that before.”

The last few words came out breathy, and Ash could hear the emotion trickling through Goh’s words.

“So yeah… I was scared that… that even after I’d managed to like… connect with it or something, I’d let it down. Then… would it ever trust anyone again?”

“But you didn’t, did you? You saved it, and it knew that, and it stayed with you. Everything worked out.”

Ash was trying to reassure Goh, but he didn’t even feel like he was convincing himself.

“Yeah.” Goh replied, “It did. I wish I didn’t still feel worried about it.”

Ash could’ve kicked himself. Of course Goh felt worried, of course and here he was just making things worse this was so frustrating and the buzzing just kept getting worse .

“I-“ Ash tried, but the words fizzled out.

“I-!” He tried again.

Gritting his teeth, Ash pulled his arm in closer to his chest. He could feel the string on his finger pulling at him, growing tighter as he curled in on himself.

“I was scared too.” He managed, finally, to say. Still quiet into the darkness, still hushed and cautious.

“You were?” Came Goh’s reply, hesitant.

“For Suicune, of course… that even if we tried our best, those hunters might still get away with it. I’m glad they didn’t.”

Ash bit his lip. That wasn’t all of it, he knew it wasn’t, but it felt so hard to say what should’ve been simple.

“Yeah…”

The buzzing, the buzzing, the awful trapped feeling laying under his own skin, it was becoming unbearable. Why couldn’t he just say what he wanted to?

“A-and.” Ash started, unable to go any further.

“And?” Goh prompted, gently.

“And… you.”

There was a quick noise, a quiet noise, a sharp intake of breath followed by silence.

Silence, then a shy, “me?” Wavering down from the top bunk.

“I- I was trying to keep calm, and reassure Lucario and everything but… I guess it could just feel my own worry. When I heard you shouting I couldn’t see you at all. I was so worried that… maybe they’d hurt you.”

“Ash…”

“I’m sorry. It’s not that I don’t trust you, I promise! I know you’re strong, I don’t ever want you to think I don’t believe in you.”

Ah. So that was it. Funny how talking to Goh made all the threads in his mind seem to untangle just right.

“Ash I-! I didn’t think that, don’t worry. I don’t… think that. I’m just- I-… I’m… happy? I think? That… that you were worried. For me.”

“Of course I worry about you!”

“I worry about you too!”

And part of that made Ash’s skin crawl, because he didn’t want anyone worrying on his behalf, not even his mother. And another part of him, tiny and hidden and tucked away, breathed a quiet sigh of relief.

“I- I’m not happy that you're worried ,” Goh explained, stumbling over his words, “Or I guess I kind of am? But… I guess I’m happy that you ‘care enough to be concerned’, or whatever however that saying went.”

“Saying?”

“Nothing, it’s silly! Just… something in one of Chloe’s fairy tale books that... stuck with me, I suppose.”

“Mm…. Fairytale, huh… tell me about it?”

“Of course!”

And maybe it was Goh’s gentle words, they way they came even and breathy. Maybe it was the tugging at his hand. The thread around it getting pulled gently, then released, long and slow and even. One. Two. Three. A moment’s rest. One… two… three.

It almost seemed like the motion and Goh’s voice were in tandem with each other.

The buzzing was subsiding. Washed away by warm golden light Ash could feel himself sinking into as he fell asleep.

As he drifted off, Ash’s finger caught on the edge of the string just slightly, and he pulled it in closer to himself. Hopefully the person on the other end could feel it, could feel that warmth that Ash was basking in.

Maybe it was just sleep taking hold, but like a knot had been untied, Ash could’ve sworn the string was coming easier now, giving just that slightest bit more.

-

Most people, as close as the two of them were, probably would’ve asked each other by now. If for nothing else than pure curiosity.

Goh had asked Chloe about her string when they were both nine, just managing to see the sparkling sliver of hers when she held it up to the light.

“Are you gonna follow it?”

He’d asked, idly reaching out to try and touch the thing.

“I… don’t know.”

There was something so solitary in her voice, far and echoing down a tunnel of her thoughts, that Goh never asked about her string again.

She, of course, knew better than to mention his string. She’d heard the teasing, she knew what they thought. Sometimes she wondered if Goh ever thought the same.

In all honesty, Goh suspected that’s why he’d never managed to ask Ash about his string, if he even had one. It’s not that he wasn’t curious about it, he was so curious it made his brain itch. Rather if he did ask, common courtesy would have him show his string in return, and Goh would rather not talk about that. He took some consolation in the fact that Ash never asked either. Maybe he was just as shy. It felt weird to imagine Ash being shy like that… but it was kind of fun to imagine him all flustered too, Goh thought.

So Goh didn’t ask about it. Tried not to think about it.

‘It’s not my business.’ He thought each time he caught himself straining his eyes at Ash’s finger tips. ‘If Ash wants to tell me about his string, he will.’

And for the most part, that worked well.

It was by pure, honest accident Goh ended up seeing Ash’s string that day. It caught in the bright, Alolan sunlight, light bouncing off the trophy they lifted up into the air together.

And it was a strange feeling, watching it twist about, looping around Ash until Goh couldn’t tell which direction the other end really led.

Strange, in that something about knowing someone else out there cared very much for Ash made Goh’s heart warm. Good, he thought. Ash should be cared for so very, very much. But even thinking those words felt somewhat strained, pulled back as if tied up, prevented from coming to fruition fully.

And yet…

Even with that feeling nagging at him, over all of that was a silly sort of contentment.

Seeing Ash’s string meant they were close, at least in the universe’s eyes.

Goh grinned over at Ash, who did the same in return.

He didn’t need the universe to tell him they were close. He already knew that perfectly well.

But…

It was kind of nice.

-

He wasn’t even planning it, it all just happened at once. Goh wasn’t thinking much, running after Ash.

Of course, he was thinking, a lot.

Messy, shapeless thoughts of excitement and joy and satisfaction were whirling about in his head.

He just wasn’t thinking things through like normal. There was no plan, no reason behind it. Only Ash’s grinning smile, eyes widening as Goh approached.

He didn’t even have to say a word for Ash to open his arms, and Goh was leaping, throwing himself into Ash.

The impact was enough to knock them both back a bit, Goh grabbing onto Ash hard and feeling Ash’s arms gripping him in much the same way.

Running on the same excitement Ash spurred them both forward, a spin that carried the momentum into whirlwind.

Spinning, around and around, Goh’s eyes shut tight as his smile stretched further.

Until they weren’t anymore.

Until he found his eyes had opened. Looking out to a swirling array of reds, vibrant and dazzling, all around them.

He tumbled out of Ash’s grip, still laughing along with him. It wasn’t until they both jumped up together, feet finally back on the ground, that Ash opened his eyes in turn, widening as he took in the view with a quick gasp.

The excitement was still there, the laughing thrilling joy still running about them. It was simply the sight of the string curling its way through reality, around them both, that settled a feeling of hush over them.

“Whoaaaa….”

Ash breathed out, looking up at the swirling circles of red enveloping the both of them.

“I-is that my string? Or yours?”

And Goh, feeling Ash’s arms around him, feeling Ash’s breathing, in his own grip (it was just that slightest bit heavier with his excitement) feeling the flustered sort of joy that envelops them both, replied in kind.

“Yeah… I think it is.”

-

They didn’t talk about it for another 3 days.

Ash swore he meant to, he promised, it was just… everything all happened at once, and with Gengar and getting back to Kanto and the championships coming up, there was so much to do that he just… didn’t bring it up.

He didn’t forget, he didn’t avoid it on purpose.

It was more that, if Goh wasn’t going to bring it up again, Ash had enough to think about, mind busy and buzzing and clattering.

Or he did, for a bit, and then… things subsided. The chaos of his life always seemed to ebb and flow like that. Everything on top of itself, compounding on top of him, then it all receded.

The calm always came, eventually, whether he recognized it or not.

The moment it clicked for him was three days after they’d both gotten home, adventures sticking around the port again for the time being.

He hadn’t even meant to talk about it that day either, but things always fell into place like that, didn’t they?

With all the locals up for a battle beat for the day, Ash stuffed his hands in his pockets and headed up the hill to the spot where he promised Goh they’d meet.

He could see Goh’s profile in the distance as he made his way up. The setting sun over the ocean cast light against Goh, obscuring his face. A shimmering ring of golden looped around him, and Ash held his hand up to get a clearer look as he drew nearer.

Goh stood looking out over the town, one arm out in front of him, reaching his fingerstips outwards as if trying to scoop the sun out of the bay.

Sarunori lingered off to the side, more preoccupied in playing with Goh’s new Shellder than with Goh himself.

Pressing his finger to his lip and nudging Pikachu to follow along, Ash walked over to Goh, quietly settling in to stand beside him.

The breeze passed over them.

Ash glanced towards Goh’s hand, watching the string flicker back and forth in the wind.

“It really is pretty…” Ash murmured.

Goh startled slightly, though he tried not to show it.

“Yeah. It really is.”

Ash raised his own hand to Goh’s, letting them bump against each other. The section of the string kept wound around Goh’s palm slowly came undone in the breeze, and Ash watched how his end of the string gave in response.

“We… we really are soulmates, Goh?”

Goh swallowed. Ash wasn’t just asking if the strings truly did connect, and he knew it.

“I think we are. I want us to be.”

Goh took a nervous glance over to Ash.

Ash in return, faced the port.

“Awwughh!” Ash yelled, kind of, it was a bit of an odd noise, and Goh really couldn’t conceal his jump this time.

“S-Ash?! Ash is it really that ba-“

“I shoulda known sooner! I promised- I’m so sorry…”

“ Huh ?”

Goh stared Ash down in bewilderment, but Ash returned him with an oddly focused look.

“Mama told me about soulmates and what they mean. How it’s the world or Arceus or whatever telling you this person on the other end cares about you and the other way around.”

There was such conviction in Ash’s words, such honesty in his tone. Goh felt his eyes begin to sting.

“I wanted to meet my soulmate so bad so I could tell 'em I cared about them… even if I just met ‘em I thought it’d be able to feel it, yanno? …and even then I wanted them to know. That I cared about them or would care about them or whatever. It’s important.”

And Goh tried so hard to keep himself together, but he cracked and tumbled, and the tears stinging his eyes grew strong enough to spill over.

“Ash… what are you even saying?” He was crying, the tears streamed down his face in quick succession, but he couldn’t help from smiling either.

“You’ve already shown me you love me more than words could ever say.”

It was Ash’s turn to blink in surprise for a moment, but the grin returned stronger than ever.

“Then I haven’t broken my promise after all!”

Goh wiped his eyes with the back of his hand.

“You never do.”

He took a deep, shaky breath, looking down and away from Ash’s face.

“Ash, I… I’m sorry.”

“Goh?”

“I… I don’t know if I thought I’d ever meet my soulmate. I never really… focused on it too much? And when I did it wasn’t exactly… pleasant. I was kind of stupid, you know? I didn’t really… believe. That there’d be someone out there who’d care for me like fairytales say. And when I met Mew… I guess part of me decided that it would be good enough. That if I got to see it again, I wouldn’t need a soulmate, or friends, or any kind of human connection.”

Ash opened his mouth as if to protest, but quietly closed it, letting Goh continue.

“I’m still going to see Mew. I’m gonna catch every pokemon! I'm gonna catch Mew! But… I like having friends. I love all the Pokemon I’ve caught, I love watching silly movies with Chloe, I love, love adventuring with you. I’m ambitious! I want it all. The me today can’t… even imagine that the younger me wanted to abandon his soulmate. I’m sorry.”

Ash was still quiet for a moment, holding his hands together. His right hand toyed with the string on the left. After a moment, he looked to Goh, face purely serious.

“Do you still feel that way? That you’d rather not have a soulmate at all?”

And Goh was able to finally meet his eye, look right into deep browns that clashed with glowing blues and know he meant it when he said,

“No.”

Ash’s expression melted back into a smile.

“Then all I really wanna know is… is it okay if I keep caring about you?”

“Only if it’s okay that I keep caring about you!”

“Okay?”

“Okay!”

And this time it was Ash who threw himself into Goh’s awaiting arms.

-

Things didn’t change as much as Goh feared they would, thank goodness for that. If there was anything he was fearing the most about being Ash’s soulmate, is that somehow it’d mean he lost him as a friend.

Things are the same, and yet different. Different in the way that fall is different from spring, while being the same feeling in reverse.

Goh liked it a lot, if he was being honest.

The little smiles Ash would give him, the special ones reserved just for him. He liked the word of it, the feeling of saying that’s him, that's Ash. His fate assigned friend, his special person.

Part of that just came with the knowledge that the inverse was true.

He mattered to Ash. So said the universe. So said Ash, every morning when they woke up and every night when they went to sleep.

“I love ya, Goh! Goodnight!” While tugging the string each evening, “Good morning, Goh!” Every dawn pulling at the thread.

And it wasn’t just the words of it, it was the way Ash would break a piece off of whatever he was eating to share it with Goh, it was the way he’d light up whenever he heard Goh cheering for him, it was the way his grip would tighten when he grabbed Goh’s hand and took him searching through the forest or the streets or wherever .

It was in those days, the adventures in the early morning, the returns home late at night, Goh felt like he finally understood why people cared so much about stringmates.

‘Cause he sure as hell cared about Ash.

To love Ash was to let himself be loved by Ash in return.

But universe or not, string or otherwise, that wasn’t all that loving Ash entailed, and Goh had known it for a while.

He’d just hoped it wouldn’t come so soon.

His stomach dropped as he read the message, it was like plunging into the water on Lugia’s back again. Like Lugia, but in reverse, as fall was to spring.

“Sorry, Ash. I…”

He took a moment to breathe, trying to keep his composure. Everything Ash had done had built up to this, since nearly as long as they’d known each other. Since way, way longer, Goh knew. He couldn’t ruin it now. At least, not more than he already was.

“Can’t watch your battle tomorrow.”

He finished. Hearing the words out loud, even from his own mouth, made them all the much more real, and all the much more worse.

Ash tried to hide it, but Goh still watched the shocked expression rise up onto his face.

“I got an urgent summons from Project Mew.” He explained slowly. He’d known this was a risk, he’d known that with both of them chasing after their dreams there was a chance their paths would separate.

“So I have to leave right now…”

And petty as it was, he’d wanted to see this! The look of blank surprise Ash wore when he won, followed by the elation and excitement as everything hit him? Goh loved seeing that expression on Ash’s face more than any other.

He’d wanted to see that. He had the utmost faith that Ash would win.

And if somehow, somehow , he hadn’t, Goh had wanted to be there, to encourage him. To tell him he knew Ash was capable of amazing things, that he would win someday, it just wasn’t time yet.

And yet, the time had come for them both to split, and Goh hated it.

“Really?”

Ash was smiling, again he was smiling. It didn’t stop Goh from hearing the hint of upset in his voice, the tiniest sliver of sadness buried by the other syllables. It didn’t stop him from feeling the gentle tug at the string, the pulling that compelled him to just run forward, cry, and never leave.

He stood his ground.

“Well then, you make sure you meet that Mew!”

If it was anyone else, the cheerfulness Goh was presented with would make him raise his defences. The idea that they didn’t care he was leaving.

But this was Ash. Goh knew Ash. He knew that voice, he knew that expression.

He knew Ash didn’t want him to leave, and selfishly, he was grateful.

“Yeah! Make sure you win too, Ash!”

He said, giving the string a quick, tight tug.

‘Don’t let me be the thing that drags you down. Not now and not ever.’

He thought, quietly praying the thoughts reached his soulmate.

“Yeah! It’s a promise!”

And it hurt still, Goh still felt that sting, but there was still the fact of the matter. He couldn’t stop destiny from calling him anymore than Ash could. He’d wanted to be there for Ash, he’d wanted Ash to be there with him when he saw Mew.

But maybe this… this could be their fate in the same way their meeting was.

For Ash to reach towards his goal at the same time as Goh jumped towards his… it felt fitting, in a cosmic sense.

He still hated it, but hating the universe was nothing new for Goh, was it?

“The next time we meet…”

And there would be a next time, Goh would cling to that next time. Meeting Mew was his destiny, the one crafted in the palm of his hands. Being with Ash was just as much his destiny, the one tied to his finger and held tight.

“It’ll be with a smile!”

‘I won’t wait for you.’ Goh thought as they bumped their fists together, string tangling with itself for a brief moment. ‘Cause I know you wouldn’t want that. We’re running towards our goals in parallel.’

He gave Ash one last wave before heading off in the opposite direction, back towards the hotel to gather his things.

Head down, fingers toying with the string, Goh tugged surely, slowly.

One.

Two.

Three.

‘We’ll find our way back together, Ash. I know we will. And when you see me again…

I’ll have Mew in one hand and you in the other.

That, and the biggest smile you’ve ever seen.

I promise.’

[End]

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[onestepbackwards]

You know what I think would be really funny? Alpha hybrid vs a normal sized hybrid.

Like the height varies between the two but imagine.

Normal hybrid Zoroarks their height would range from 5ft to 6ft (going off pokedex and humans.)

While Alpha hybrid Zoroarks go to 10’6ft.

I used that height comparison chart thing and either way you’re at cock sucking height, someone get you a hat that says ‘FBI’ cause you’re gonna be the fancy bulge inspector.

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Imagine you’re just an average Zoroark hybrid, you do your own thing, and due to your protective and loyal nature, you’re usually asked to do basic guard jobs or guide people to their destination.

You know the villagers extremely well, having viewed some as your friends, but something always felt off, like something was missing, but you don’t question it. The village has been all you known.

Your black fluffy ears twitch at the smallest of sounds.

Something isn’t right. And when a villager comes back frantic, you knew you were right.

Two creatures showed up, one with a malicious grin snarling like a beast, and the other was stone faced.

You remember thinking it was other hybrids, but the way he spoke made them sound giant, hybrids don’t get that tall unless specific types.

But the villager said they looked like you. The ‘alpha’ gene is rare, having almost been bred out, so how?

You learned when they showed up to the village.

A Zoroark hybrid that has ears, tails, and markings to match you, but he was massive, just like the man next to him.

Both looked identical aside from their hybrid side.

The man next to him was a hybrid that shouldn’t even be around anymore. His grey but red tipped ears move around, listening.

White markings on his face and a grey and red tail to match. Both men at the same height, towering over even the tallest person of this small village. In truth it terrified you, you were easily just half their height.

You felt best to stay hidden and away from them.

From what you are told they were pleasant, only returning something someone dropped in their part of the forest before leaving.

“Why didn’t you go say hi? They are like you, aren’t they?”

They didn’t have bad vibes, but you got nervous.

You were lucky to not have to interact with them, but the villagers revered them as deities, one of vengeance and protection, and the other of safety and peace.

Even you knew they were confused by this, but it seems they didn’t have the heart to tell the village no. Until you were dragged into the mix, it was simple, one of the village kids told you they lost one of their toys in the snow, and their mother wouldn’t let them go find it.

So you went on the hunt for it, you sniffed it out quickly and found it buried in the snow, even with your head partially buried you felt the air grow tense. You flung yourself out, the child’s toy in hand, just in time to dodge a large hand.

And you were staring down the stoic one.

“I’m sorry!-“

“My apologies!-

You both spoke in unison.

“Sorry, one of the kids lost a toy and asked me to get it.”

His cold eyes lock with the toy in your hold.

“The village? I don’t recall ever seeing another hybrid there.”

“Tragic, truly, but I must be going.”

You didn’t miss his confusion in his eyes before darting off. Your heart pounding with each step. You thought you could avoid them but you walked right into their territory for this thing.

With the child happy you went back to screaming about that encounter. He was huge! His hand earlier dwarfed your own, you must’ve looked like a pup playing in the snow for the first time!

You aren’t aware of him going back to his own home, and listening to his brother cry that he met ‘a sweet smelling hybrid! That’s sooo unfair!’

You were then tasked to help the villagers take care of their shrine.

“They have been here, what? A year? And you’re already making a shrine for them?”

“Yes but they are so otherworldly! And generous!”

You’ve been here longer and you never got a shrine. But it seems you couldn’t avoid them much longer.

You met the other one, the hybrid that shouldn’t be. And man was he a trip, seemingly found your massive height difference amusing, he constantly coos at you.

You end up going to their shrine everyday, accompanying villagers as their guide to through the snowy terrain. The two seem to take an interest in you.

If the kill at your feet was anything to go by. You look back up to the grinning man, Emmet was more than proud of himself for this, his tail was wagging a mile a minute.

You had to admit, being around them for years now, and all the flirtatious words and teasing touches, you should’ve seen this coming.

A growl interrupts you two. Ingo stood tall with his own kill.

“You said we’d say something together, did we not agree to that?”

“You took a verrrry long time, I was tired of waiting!”

From the deadly glare the two gave each other your instincts tell you to nip them, to get them to behave, but them? You don’t know how you’re going to settle them down.

- Jes

This is actually incredibly cute omg

And Fancy Bulge Inspector, omg fkdsjfksdjfkljfskljfdls YES Both hybrids finding you absolutely interesting, and slowly developing feelings for the town hybrid. From strangers, to friends to lovers ;w; Then both of them offering you a kill as a show of courtship,, im just imagining these giant alpha hybrids just,, happily wagging their tails as they drop the kills at your feet. Both would definitely be a handful though, but you love them. Though imagine the look of the townsfolk to have decided to worship these two, finding out they chose you as their mate. I’d imagine a lot of people wish they had respected you more, and start acting reaaallllly friendly. Don’t worry though, your new mates will take care of you, and will back you up if anything happens! (*^▽^*)

#zed.talks #hybrid!ingo #hybrid!emmet #hybrid!reader #submas #Jes #ask #💕💖💖 #thank you for the food ❤

[fierykitten2]

So my current (as of writing this and btw I am writing this first part before attempting the plan) headcanon about F-Zero heights is Pico is the shortest member of the Original Four and the humans of the Original Four are in age order (Falcon is second shortest because he’s youngest, Dr Stewart is second tallest because he’s second youngest, Goroh is tallest because he’s second oldest and then there’s Pico). But I’m not 100% certain and I want to have a height comparison chart to compare their heights. Luckily, I have thought of a way to do this — I download their models from The Models Resource (where they will be ripped directly from GX) and import them into blender (modern problems require modern solutions). While I’m there, why don’t I do the X gang, AX gang and Deathborn as well?

I’m just gonna take a guess that the model heights are actually gonna be more accurate to their art from the SNES game — this means Falcon and Dr Stewart will actually be the same height as each other while not only is Goroh not the tallest, but he’s the shortest. Why have I been headcanoning that he was the tallest? Because I’m pretty certain I read somewhere that in a demo of GX he was taller than Falcon. If it weren’t for that, I would’ve headcanoned him as being the shorter one

Now for the moment you've all been waiting for (probably not but it's what this post is about even if it takes two and a bit paragraphs to get there):

Okay, slightly annoying thing here - the "centre" of the models is at their waists for some reason (I'm used to working with models where the centre is by their feet. Paws actually, usually when I play around with blender I use the Eeveelutions). This makes it really annoying to try and measure them. From what I can tell, Falcon and Dr. Stewart are about the same height but honestly, it's hard to tell. I think Robert is slightly taller. Not really surprised to be fair, it's pretty easy to assume he's taller than Falcon partly because he's thinner but also partly because he doesn't tend to manspread when standing up. Now that I think about it, with the exception of Dr Stewart and Kate Alen (and maybe a few others but those two are the ones I've noticed) it's kinda weird seeing them all with their legs together. Anyway, I got a bit distracted there. Pico and Goroh at first look like they're taller than Falcon and Dr Stewart but at the same time, their feet end higher up so it's harder to tell. Moving away from the Original Four for a second, I'm honestly surprised how tall Michael is. He's about three quarters (at least) of a square taller than Blood Falcon and therefore also Captain Falcon and I never really noticed the height difference between the two of them. Zoda also appears to be quite tall but his model wasn't present on the Models Resource so I had to get it from a OneDrive folder so the scale might be a little off but it was uploaded by the same person so hopefully scale problems shouldn't be an issue here. Also Phoenix's model came with two capes that sorta occupied the same place which is why he's got a weird checkmark pattern on his cape. The shortest seem to be Dai, San and Gen (Dai's the red one right? Because I think Dai's model was given Gen's name and Gen's file was given Dai's name. I think (although I could be wrong) that San was correctly named). The tallest is harder to work out. Excluding hair, horns and other accessories (not the right word), Deathborn, Bio Rex, Black Shadow and Spade all seem to be competing with each other for who's the tallest and honestly, the only one out of the four that surprises me is Bio Rex. Others like Draq and Don Genie come close. Another thing I'm kinda surprised at is the fact that Digi Boy (who is 8 years old) is one and a half squares taller than Dai Goroh (who is 10 years old). I mean, It's not unusual - I've (almost) always been shorter than my sibling who happens to be 2 years younger than me but still, it's a surprise

Okay, when counting the squares, Falcon is about 9 and a quarter squares tall, Dr Stewart is about 9 and a half squares tall, Pico is just under 10 squares tall and Goroh is also just under 10 squares tall. So much for my headcanon that Pico was the shortest of the Original Four. Also, I knew Falcon was the youngest of the Original Four, I didn't know he was the shortest as well. They're all between 9 and 10 squares tall though so they're still pretty close in terms of height

What we've all learnt from this is that I get surprised when humans are shorter than younger humans but sorta expect that in aliens

#height comparison #f-zero #i dont know how accurate these are but it should be relatively accurate

[beneathtreemomo]

I made relationship charts for Jun and my other main Yu Yu Hakusho OCs! I'll probably make one with Kurama as well once I actually draw him (both Youko Kurama and Shuichi Kurama, because they have slightly different dynamics with him)

First, we have The Soulmates, aka Jun and Atsuro:

Next up-- The Star-Crossed/ Tragic Lovers, Jun and Souji:

Finally, there's "It's Complicated" feat. Jun and Yuen:

Some notes:

Jun is supposed to be 173 for all of them I just screwed up because I didn't have a ballpark height for him in mind until I was making these charts (I'm still not sure how tall I want him to be tbh)

Each chart is based off a lot of different factors, all boiling down to "how does Jun interact with these points in comparison to THIS person, specifically" and "what is Jun's mental state like at these points in time"

Atsuro's awkward level is less awkward more dense

Jun's jealousy on his chart with Souji is because, while he's really not a jealous person, he's overly aware of the fact he thinks Souji would be much happier with another human, rather than the traumatized demon his family has been put in charge of watching for over 200 years at this point.

Jun and Yuen's relationship is rather complicated (but the source for why is, hopefully, rather obvious). The chart isn't necessarily romantic in their case-- except for the fact Yuen mistakes the source of his jealousy as romantic jealousy. His "jealousy" readings are also shaded a bit strangely to show that he's slowly becoming less jealous now that he knows the truth.

The question marks in Jun and Yuen's chart mean that they're not really sure what they're feeling. Jun knows, without a doubt, he's not jealous of people trying to get close to Yuen or vice versa, but there's a part of him that's jealous over something, though he's not entirely sure what it is.

In that same vein, Yuen's trying to figure out why he feels the way he does about Jun and comes to the wrong conclusion that he's crushing on Jun, so his "horny" levels are him going "I mean, he is really pretty and mysterious and I maybe kind of want to sleep with him idk but I can't stop looking at him and my friends always joke about it so maybe??? I just want him to look at me." Like, he's 80% sure he's not horny but he also can't deny Jun is gorgeous and he's always looking at him and he wants to be looked at in return so fucking bad--

(Of course, that was when he was eighteen, early 20s. Now he's just confused whether or not he really wants to entertain the idea of sleeping with Jun even though they've figured out he is not, in fact, in love with him.)

#yu yu hakusho oc #reiho jun #yuen souji #yuen soji #atsuro oc #original characters #relationship chart #understand my ship in five minutes #soujun #atsujun #jun & yuen #some more context in case I never get around to making character pages #souji and soji are two different people #fate played a cruel prank on Jun #Souji is Yuen's great-great uncle #and Yuen's parents named the kid after him #just with different spelling #and he grew up to look EXACTLY like Souji #it's not even a case of reincarnated soul they're just dopplegangers #Jun got hit by the similarities HARD #to the point he is physically unable to say Yuen's first name #even though he's always called the Yuen family by their first names #and while he tried to treat Yuen no differently than his siblings growing up #Yuen still noticed that he wasn't exactly Jun's favorite person #when he turns 16 or so he thinks #'maybe i like him romantically?' #especially if he got jealous of Jun finding someone to have a brief fling with #anyway it all comes to a head when he's 18 or early 20s #he kisses Jun when Jun is having a bad day #Jun kisses back then remembers WHO it is he's kissing

[amesstm]

Nose Bleeds: Part 1

Pairing: Ushijima Wakatoshi x Reader

Word Cout: 1692

A/N: sorry for taking a week off! I was drowned with schoolwork and then did some college visits. I’ll try to keep up with my set schedule! Also, this is my first Haikyuu story because it has taken over my life. Plus, thank you to whomever made the gif!

“Got it!” You exclaimed as you dug the volleyball towards your setter.

“Good Y/L/N!” Your friends cheered. The set ended with another point for your team.

Your team crowded towards the center of your side of the court. Amongst the trees known as your teammates, you looked like a shrub in comparison. Of course, your short stature was an advantage since you were the libero but it was always funny seeing as you only made it up to their shoulders or chests.

After bowing to the opposing team, your friend Tendo rushed to congratulate you. He swept you off of your feet – which wasn’t very difficult – and swung you around like a doll. “You did amazing, Y/N!”

You giggled as he set you down, “Thank you Tendo. But I could still use some work.”

Tendo grinned mischievously and wiggled his eyebrows, “I think I know how you can solve that.”

“No!” You whispered harshly. “I won’t take you up on that idea!”

“Please?” He whined, clutching onto your cheeks like you were a puppy. “I think it’d be a good chance for you two to get closer. There’s only so much time before we all graduate.”

You sighed, “I know, but I can’t even be around him! I’m as good as a rock when I try to talk to him.”

“Well, he’s more or less a rock in general,” Tendo acknowledged with a shrug. “Why not just one practice with Miracle Boy?”

You bit your lip and avoided looking at Tendo’s convincing smile. If he could control you like a Sim, you were sure your romance levels with Ushijima would be off the charts.

Of course, you wanted to get closer to Ushijima in the last months you had before you inevitably went your separate ways, but again – there were only a few months left. The boy seemed as dense as ever, never having understood what you tried to say to him in the first place. Then again, it might’ve been because you were incredibly flustered.

But, if you had only a few months left, why not enjoy it?

You sighed in defeat, “Okay, I’ll try one practice.”

“Finally!” Tendo jumped into the air from sheer excitement. “You’ll redeem yourself from the last time you tried to talk to him.”

A groan escaped your mouth, “Please don’t ever mention that again.”

Obviously, Tendo would always mention it. He would never forget when you tried to ask the tall boy if he could sit lower so you could see the board during class. Before you mustered the confidence, you could only rely on hearing the teacher to take notes. Even Ushijima’s broad shoulders prevented you from looking around him.

So, you finally tried asking him. By asking, you meant getting so shy that you were a whispering mess. In the end, you failed and had to ask to be moved up front. So much for being able to admire Ushijima’s back muscles.

“If you two get married, I’ll have a whole presentation of all the times you were shy around him,” Tendo teased.

“Do you want me to smack you on the head?” You threatened.

He smirked, “Can you reach?”

~

How did you let Tendo convince you to do this? Did he secretly enjoy your suffering? You saw Ushijima walking to the gym for volleyball practice, as usual. Butterflies fluttered in your stomach, urging you to beat them down. Breathe in and out. Inhale. Exhale.

Okay, you got this.

You stepped towards Ushijima, who noticed you immediately. His olive eyes peered down at you, looking curious. No doubt, he thought you were looking for Tendo. He was about to open his mouth to ask, but you beat him to speak first.

“Hi Ushijima. I know we don’t speak much, but would you mind practicing with me?” You asked as calmly as possible. Yet inside, your heart was pounding wildly.

He only blinked, so you elaborated. “I want to work more on my defense so I’d really appreciate if you would serve for me.”

“Why practice with me?” His baritone voice rippled. You were suddenly reminded of your thoughts about what it’d be like to rest your head on his chest. The thought made you blush and widen your eyes. Surely, you must’ve looked like a deer in headlights.

So, you faltered slightly. “W-well, I wanted to be able to practice with someone outside of my team.”

“Is Tendo not willing?” Ushijima asked, surprised that you two wouldn’t practice together first. He always saw you two attached at the hip. If Ushijima didn’t know that Tendo only saw Y/N as a friend, he would’ve mistaken them for a couple. Except for the fact that Tendo treats you like a little sister regarding your height.

You rubbed the back of your neck with a soft laugh, “I think Tendo would distract me more than anything.”

Ushijima resisted the urge to smile. Instead, the prodigy nodded with understanding, “Then we’ll practice tomorrow.”

~

For the first time, Tendo saw Ushijima smiling for no reason. It wasn’t one of his forced smiles when someone asked if he could ever smile. Those smiles were terrifying. However, this smile was different. Tendo had a gut-feeling that he knew why, but he would love to hear the reason.

“Hm, is there a special reason why you’re smiling?” Tendo teased, winking at his friend. He leaned over towards Ushijima with sparkles twinkling in his eyes.

Ushijima’s mouth returned to his firm line, secretly embarrassed at being caught. “Why do you want to know?”

“Is it because of Y/N?” Tendo asked in a whisper, using his hand so only Ushijima can hear.

Y/N and Ushijima didn’t know, but Tendo has been acting as Cupid ever since he found out they liked each other. For Ushijima, Tendo noticed the quiet boy looking at her more than anyone else, even with all his admirers. For you, it was because you couldn’t talk to him at all despite your radiating confidence. Of course, he was right. When was Tendo’s intuition ever wrong?

“I’m surprised that she asked me instead of you,” Ushijima muttered.

“Hm?”

“I thought I scared her.”

Perhaps all the times you were unable to speak to him was interpreted incorrectly on Ushijima’s end. It would make sense, given that he was intimidating for most people in the first place. It was even worse looking at the two interact. To anyone it would seem like he was scaring you.

Tendo sighed before he giggled, “It’s in a good way. Trust me.”

“Being scary is a bad thing,” Ushijima said with a hint of confusion in his voice.

His friend sighed and clasped his face, “What will I do with you?”

~

For you, tomorrow came too soon. Your nerves made you arrive earlier than necessary – 20 minutes early to be exact. You wanted to warm up a bit beforehand, just so you wouldn’t embarrass yourself in front of him.

You tied your hair up and put on your knee and elbow pads. Then, you decided to stretch out your legs. Spreading your feet out to match shoulder length, you sighed as you pushed yourself towards the ground. Luckily, you seemed to have the flexibility of a gymnast so you easily touched the floor.

“You’re here early,” a deep voice rumbled behind you. You look through your legs to see Ushijima. His eyes quickly averted from the position you were in.

You unraveled yourself, maintaining eye contact with him. As much as you could anyways, without combusting on the spot. “Yeah, I just wanted to stretch.”

He grunted, “We’ll start in a moment then.”

For a second, you watched him set down his belongings. The apples of his cheeks reddened slightly as he gulped. You raised an eyebrow, and then died a little inside when you realized why.

A few minutes of silence passed, until Ushijima called you to attention. He stood at the opposite end of the court, ready to serve. The absolute focus in his eyes ignited a sense of admiration within you. He smacked the ball in front of him, before looking ready.

You nodded. Not a second later, you were making contact with a ball he served. You’ve seen him serve before. A gunshot would ring out in the court, with the ball only making an appearance after it landed on the opponent’s side. Yet you were able to connect with the ball. However, it felt like he was serving directly at you.

He made another deadly serve. Once more, you were able to dig the ball. Another.

“Hey,” you yelled across to the other side. “Are you just going to serve towards me or make me work for it?”

If you were closer to him, you would’ve been able to see a small smile form on his face. Instead, all you saw was a nod and heard a grunt. He served towards the middle this time. You sprinted towards it and took a roll to get it. Finally, you were able to feel out of breath and sweaty.

“Again!” You smiled like a maniac.

Another ball went towards the back corner. You were fully in control of your side of the court. Ushijima made sure you were light on your feet by purposefully making the ball hit the net before slowly falling on your side. After an hour, you felt a bit fatigued by running across the floor.

Perhaps that’s why you didn’t notice the ball coming right at your head. You fell to the ground, feeling like you just got hit by a car. Afterall, sometimes spikes can be over 100 km/her. You groaned, the lights on the ceiling blurring. The dulled sound of long, quick strides towards you overwhelmed your ears despite the ringing in your head.

“Y/N, your nose is bleeding. I’ll find a tissue and then we’re taking you to the nurse.”

You couldn’t respond, except with a groan. He muttered something about not being able to find any. Ushijima returned to your side, taking off his shirt. Luckily, your vision was returning. Then, your nose started bleeding more.

“Is this heaven?” You asked, dazed.

#ushiwaka #ushijima x y/n #ushijima x reader #ushijima wakatoshi #haikyu x reader #haikyū!! #haiku #haikyuu!! #tendou satori #haikyuu tendou

[im-a-lil-simp]

i saw your requests were open and i rlly like your writing! can i request a fluffy Technoblade x male reader? if you can add specifics can you also make the reader short and a twitch streamer? and Techno being very protective of him? if you dont mind that is

Technoblade with a Short Male S/o

Okay I got really scared you found who I was. Cause I am also male and I am extremely short (under 5 foot), so this goes out to my short kings, I love all of you. This was very close to my heart :)

I hope it was alright that I made it headcannons, but I tried to make it at least longer than normal headcannons that I would write. I almost had it done but half of it decided to delete itself so it took longer.

So, he's like a god compared to you.

In more ways than one.

Techno was least a foot taller than you, or at least around that that range.

He thinks that your height is very cute, like, extremely cute.

The way you have to look up at him in order to see his face makes him melt inside.

He loves how powerful he feels next to you, but he also feels as if he'll break you with the slightest touch or squeeze.

When he kisses you, he has to bend down a lot.

When he does that, he might pepper you face with kisses and make it seem as if he's losing his balance and can't find your lips.

Sometimes you get fed up with it and pull on his hoodie so that he gives you an actual kiss.

He'll usually laugh and cover the sides of your face with both of his hands.

And oh my god his hands.

Now, I'm not pulling a lunch club situation here, I'm just talking about how big they are in comparison to yours.

He isn't usually the one for pda, but occasionally in public or if you guys are at home, he'll hold your hand because he knows that his will just engulf yours.

You also steal his clothes.

A lot.

Especially his hoodies, they're always big on you and they always smell like him.

When you walk around the house in nothing but his clothes, he swears that you're the most attractive man on the planet.

He'll walk up behind you and wrap his arms all the way around your waist and put his chin on the top of your head.

On another note,

You guys have a pretty quiet relationship, generally keeping it to yourselves and your families.

Other creators knew about your relationship, but that was about it.

The only problem was, you were one of those creators.

You generally played more games than just minecraft, but like Quackity, you stilled played a lot of minecraft.

You started making more minecraft content after you got into the smp.

Doing bits with the others, you settled in nicely.

And the both of you were pretty comfortable in your relationship, so you had a lot of romantic bits on the server.

Hell, you were even canonically married to Sam.

This was all fine and dandy, until a few toxic stans started to get mean about.

They started calling you the 'smp slut'.

It flowed well and you didn't really care for a while.

But as more people adopted the name, it started to get under your skin and bother you more and more.

Once it started to bother you, Techno immediately noticed.

It took him weeks of prying before you finally caved and told him what was up.

It was then that he started to become protective.

He took you in his arms as you vented to him, rubbing your back slowly.

He wanted to continue to keep your relationship private, but this ground his gears too much.

The next time you went to stream, all went as normal, until about halfway through your stream.

You heard a knock on your door and you tried to ignore it, if you responded, your viewers would know someone else was in your house and question you on it.

When you didn't answer, Techno opened the door and strolled in.

You tried mouthing to him that you were streaming, but your chat definitely knew that someone was there because your facecam had been on.

He came into the view of the camera before you could stop him.

He didn't really show his face, save for a couple of times on his channel.

Most of your chat didn't recognize him immediately, as not everyone had seen that many of his videos.

"Hi chat"

Chat then blew up and you could not believe what was happening.

Why was he here?

Then he started to, calmly, go off, telling them to stop calling you those names because they're all just jokes.

And then he pulled out a specific sentence you did not expect.

"Plus, he's mine."

You were on stream or you would have kissed him right there.

But he did it for you, kissing you on your cheek before getting up and walking out of the room.

You wanted to melt.

From that point on, he wanted you to wear one of his hoodies every stream.

If you forgot or didn't want to, he wasn't mad, but that didn't usually happen in the first place. You loved his clothes.

It just made him feel better.

That way he knew there was always a piece of him with you.

Sometimes chat would notice how big it was on you and connect the dots.

Not everyone liked the thought of both of you together, but most people did.

The ship fanart was off the charts.

You still didn't show your relationship much, but people knew that Techno would step in for you if need be.

#mcyt x reader #dreamteam #dreamwastaken #mcyt #dreamsmp #wilbur soot x reader #technoblade x reader #wilbursoot #sleepybois #sleepybois x reader