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sy-on-boy · 4 months

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Real talk: the fact that Anya expects to read Demetrius’ mind but sees nothing is kind of sad because Demetrius saw his 6yo brother approach and congratulate him, and had zero thoughts in his brain. But that doesn’t mean Demetrius doesn’t care about him. When Damian stutters, Demetrius initiates conversation by talking about Damian’s grades, showing that he indeed pays attention.

Demetrius seems almost resentful by Damian’s insistence to impress Donovan, giving out a snarky, passive aggressive, teen appropriate response: “How would I know? It’s not as if I’m in regular contact with him.” This is like the passive aggressive version of whatever is going on with Melinda. Damian is a relatively innocent 6yo kid seeking his father’s approval, but both his mother and his brother appear to be seriously affected (in a bad way) by Donovan, and they avoid talking about Donovan even as Damian repeatedly mentions him. Demetrius doesn’t understand Damian’s desire for their father’s approval. He also doesn’t understand his father, hinting at some sort of disconnect between them.

What also saddens me a bit is how Demetrius barely acknowledged Damian’s friends talking to him. Like, they’re six year old kids trying to make a good impression. Still, Demetrius didn’t completely ignore them, just gave a meaningless “oh” and decided to stop thinking about people. It’s very much giving “stressed (and depressed) to the point of apathy”. When facing the innocence (ignorance?) and optimism of 6yo kids, Demetrius doesn’t understand. (And maybe he doesn’t understand friendship, which is what Damian has?)

I mentioned before that characters Anya met are probably “good” characters on the side of Forgers or at least are sympathetic to readers. Because if Anya met a “bad” character and read their mind, she would be too OP and the plot could be quickly solved. It’s like how we all thought Melinda was suspicious when she met Yor, but then Anya met Melinda and read her mind to reveal that she cares about Damian (even if it’s in a twisted way). Demetrius is interesting because he subverts what I said above by thinking very little, so Anya cannot really read him. But so far, I think his portrayal is that of a typical middle schooler with middle school angst, and he cares about Damian even if he has zero thoughts on his brain (and doesn’t like the way Damian craves fatherly approval). He is still a child and presumably a victim of his father’s parenting.

The framing is also interesting. Damian telling his friends to go on without him while he waits for Demetrius. The panel of Demetrius towering over a stuttering Damian. Demetrius going away, showing a panel of him as a small figure in an otherwise blank background. That panel when Anya thinks Damian’s relatives are weird has her looking at Damian while he’s some distance away from her (and the rest of his friends). The brothers feel disconnected. Damian is both eager and nervous to talk to Demetrius. Demetrius is nonchalant and apathetic, but not impolite or outwardly wholly dismissive.

Given Damian’s wacky family situation, I’m glad he has friends at Eden. Ewen and Emile of course are steadfast and loyal companions, always eager to back up their beloved boss man. Anya can read his mind and she knows about his insecurities (and also his weird family).

Becky is also good as a friend because she doesn’t care about sucking up to Damian, she often calls him out, but she also supports Damian when he deserves it. A sweet scene here is Damian saying he’s a Desmond so he’s expected to get a star, and Becky adding “it’s still a great achievement. Congrats!”. Becky is validating his success and telling Damian it’s okay to be proud and happy for himself. Even though she’s usually judgemental towards Damian, she’s still kind to him because that’s who she is as a character.

In the end, Damian still wants his father’s attention. He had no idea Demetrius wasn’t that close to their father… I would assume Demetrius spent most of his time at Eden and this is Damian’s first year at Eden, so he actually gets to interact with his brother instead of hearing things about him?

So far, Demetrius seems like a very jaded character in contrast to Damian who feels like a beam of sunshine now. He’s the heir so he’s got more troubles. But it’s nice that he’s finally debuted and no longer in mystery. Can’t wait to see what Endo has in store for him :)

#spy x family #this got so long??#damian desmond #demetrius desmond #becky blackbell #yeah im tagging them #uh #spy x family spoilers #long post #meta #sxf analysis

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imababblekat · 1 year

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A Rare Sight

Prompt: A silence has befallen the ninja turtle lair, and three brothers catch an unthinkable sight of their rugged sibling, Raphael!

~xXx~

Not a voice or sound of clanging weapons resounded within the lair, just the soft hum of technology echoing from an unoccupied lab and the whir of the sewers. In such strange quietness, the youngest of the ninja turtles who had just recently returned with a new box of pizza looked around inquisitively. Seeing two of his three brothers, Leo and Donnie, standing over the other behind one of the lair walls, he quickly walked over. “Hey! What are-mumph!” Mikey was quickly silence by two hands slapping over his mouth followed by aggressive shushing. Both brothers slowly lowered their hands, Mikey doing his best to talk in a quieted tone. “I know I’m the life of the party, but why are y’all being so quiet?!” Leo pointed toward his eyes and then out around the corner to where Donnie had returned his own intense gaze. Setting down the box of triple meat and cheese pizza on a nearby rail, Mikey crept forward and shoved himself under Leo who grunted slightly annoyed. It took all of the orange clad ninja turtle to keep himself from squealing at the sight that had his brothers so intrigued. In the common area of the lair, beneath the glow of warm fairy lights, sat Raphael and you huddled close together on the couch. Both were fast asleep, a stark contrast to how Mikey had seen you two before leaving to get pizza, each one in a loud banter about who was the best DC hero and why. The way you two were so close was absolutely adorable, your head rested on Raph’s shoulder, and the fierce turtles head rested atop yours. The boys were used to the serenity of your sleeping state, but to see their brother whose color matched his typical rage of character in such similarity was absolutely baffling. Not to mention the fact that he had even fallen asleep so close to another person! Raphael was not exactly known for outwardly expressing his closeness to others, that including his own brothers. “How long have they been like that?!”, Mikey all but excitedly shrieked, both his brothers shushing him once more. Turning his attention back to the two most likely unintentional snuggle bugs on the sofa, Donnie’s nose scrunched in thought. “Could not be for long. I stepped into the lab only a few minutes after you left, and I could still hear them arguing over the recent DC movies.”, he whispered out, much quieter than his ecstatic brother. Mikey sighed, resting his chin on a propped elbow and seemingly kicking back his feet like a high schooler in the mist of day dreaming. “Dudes, I bet they’re item. Yeah, they’re totally an item~.” Above the swooning turtle, Leo shook his head, the tails of his mask swaying ever so lightly. “I doubt it. Just last week I saw (y,n) adjust his bench seat to get back at him for mocking her height again. Raph couldn’t even squeeze his big head into the space between the seat and bar.” Before any of the trio could make another comment, a noise from the center of the room had them freeze in place. As soon as they realized it was just you yawning in your sleep, they had relaxed. Curious gazes watched as you shuffled in place, snuggling in closer to the outwardly brutish ninja turtle, who turn had adjusted as well for closer proximity. Seeing Raph be so soft with your smaller form as it cuddled closer into his side, was not a sight any of the brothers thought they’d witness. Even in his sleep, Raphael seemed know to be gentle with you beside him, and despite the foreign feeling of having someone so physically close, his subconscious had clearly wanted it. Regardless, the scene of seeing their typically short fused brother so at peace in the arms of someone they all held dear brought a warmth to their hearts. Knowing that someone as strong headed as Raph, someone who often threw up a tough guy front to hide the softness deep within, found and got to experience such a wonderous moment, was all that they could wish for. With a content smile for his the brother he often butted heads with, Leo stepped back from spot against the wall. “Come on. Let’s give them some-“ CLICK! The eyes of Leo and Donnie shot open in pure surprise and horror when they snapped their sharp gaze towards the loud noise, only to find Mikey holding a camera he seemingly pulled out of thin air. Cheeks heating up in embarrassment at not realizing how loud the device would be, Mikey awkwardly chuckled. “What, they’re sleeping! There’s no way they heard right? Right?!” As if to answer the mischievous youngsters question, a groggy and familiarly angry tone reverberated off the lairs wall. “MIKEY!!!” Said turtle yelped and turned to find his two other brothers having fled with haste, leaving him to deal with the furious approaching sounds of a now awakened Raphael, all the while you sat in the background still half asleep and very confused about all the kerfuffle.

~xXx~

#this was short but hope y'all enjoyed!#i love soft raph moments <3 #bayverse raphael x reader #raphael x reader #bayverse raphael #bayverse tmnt x reader #aged up tmnt #fluff #human reader #imababblekat’s writing

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bihansthot · 6 months

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Okay this may be for a certain oc of mine, but how would Bi-Han be with a BIMBO of a s/o?? He's the Barbie, they're his Ken. No thoughts, just love, actually! Of course they have interests and hobbies and are intelligent in their own ways, but they're just an airhead 80% of the time.

It's hard for everyone to actually conceptialize Bi-Han with someone so sweet; Especially if they're very affectionate and want to kiss on him 24/7. Golden retriever and black cat dynamic.

I love your content BTW <33 cheers

Bi-Han would never admit it, but he low-key adores his bimbo s/o, what he loves most is there’s no stress in dating them, he doesn’t have to stress about being too grumpy or too aggressive towards his brothers because his s/o just looks at him with a dopey love-filled expression.

He melts though, he’s not going to show it outwardly but internally his bimbo s/o absolutely warms his icy heart. He’d do anything for them.

Bi-Han does worry about his bimbo s/o though, in a way he might now worry about a s/o who wasn’t such an airhead, did they remember to eat? He checks every day, are they staying hydrated? Another thing he checks.

At first, he found his bimbo s/o a little irritating, they’re always in his personal space, something Bi-Han takes seriously and it grates on his nerves, but their cheerfulness and adoration give him pause and he decides to try a little harder. Sooner rather than later he adjusts to how clingy they can be and it becomes second nature to him, instead of getting annoyed he leans into it now, they’re touching him and he’s touching them. He’s touch starved despite refusing to admit it so he absolutely loves the excessive contact and often has his head on top of his bimbo s/o’s or on their shoulder or leaned against them, all but head butting them for affection like a temperamental cat.

Intimacy with his bimbo s/o is the highlight for him, they’re always eager to do whatever he wants and he appreciates a s/o who lets him take the lead. Bi-Han wants to try something new? Great! So do they! He wants to do the same old thing, no problem they’re here for it! It takes a lot of difficulties out of the relationship because they don’t spend all their time arguing, his bimbo s/o is just happy to be with him and he’s happy with that.

Basically, Bi-Han adores his bimbo s/o even if he does have to worry about them more often than not, their bright loving personality is something he desperately needs in his life.

Thank you for the ask lovely hopefully these are ok! I watched Barbie for the first time last night for inspiration haha Sorry for the wait 🥺

#mortal kombat #bi han #sub zero #bi han imagine #mk headcanons #headcanon #bi han x you #bi han x reader #sub zero x you #sub zero x reader #imagines #bimbo reader #golden retriever girlfriend #black cat boyfriend #requests #thank you for the ask!#please like and reblog #<3

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sleepingdeath-light · 8 months

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relationship hcs ; prune juice cookie

requested by ; anonymous (20/05/23), anonymous (10/08/23) & anonymous (16/08/23)

fandom(s) ; cookie run

fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | specific

character(s) ; prune juice cookie

outline ; “May you do Prune Juice dating headcanons”

“hello would you do a prune juice cookie relationship headcanons thanks 👍🏼”

“Prune juice cookie relationship hcs pretty pleasssee ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️”

warning(s) ; none, just fluff!

whilst he’s relatively mild when it comes to any public shows of affection, in private he gets extremely gentle and intimate — caressing the side of your face and complimenting you so earnestly that you can’t help but fluster before pressing a passionate (but not messy) kiss to your lips and humming in approval when you kiss him back (he’s also been known to trail kisses from fingertip to fingertip across your neck and shoulders, or just kiss your fingertips and knuckles when you’re holding hands, if he’s in an especially intimate mood)

prune juice cookie is an introvert at heart and his ideal dates usually involve the two of you staying indoors together — whether that’s baking/cooking as a couple, watching a film or two, reading books side-by-side or to each other, gossiping, or just cuddling in bed — but he’s not opposed to going out for lunch or to stargaze every now and then

his pet names for you usually consist of your first name with an affectionate suffix — such as ‘(name) darling’ or ‘(name), my love’ — and likewise he prefers to be called either his first name or something traditional (like ‘dear’ or ‘sweetheart’)

he very rarely says ‘i love you’, but that doesn’t mean that he doesn’t show that he cares whenever he can — he spends all the time he can spare with you, always says that he ‘cares for/about’ you, invests himself in each of your hobbies and interests, never shies away from affectionate pet names, and is very openly and unabashedly protective over you — his love isn’t as explicit as others, but it’s there if you care to look

evenings are typically spent sat in bed together, reading your latest books or papers before they’re put aside, the lights turned off and the two of you fall asleep in each other’s arms — quiet, domestic, peaceful and simple, precisely how he likes things to be

cuddling with prune juice cookie usually involves spooning, with him having no preference as to whichever role he takes on, and more often than not occurs just as you’re falling asleep — he just doesn’t have the time to cuddle otherwise so he makes the most of what little opportunity he has

mornings with him are usually rather hectic and filled with laughter and routine, with him taking full advantage of the free time he’s allowed to cook, dance, laugh and eat with you before he’s dragged away to focus on his studies once again (he isn’t a morning person, to be honest, but he would never miss a chance to be with you and he never lets his exhaustion show if he can help it)

no matter how many times he’s seen an injury before on himself or others he will always start to panic if he notices it on you, immediately getting you somewhere safe as he goes through the motions of treating you — he’s still extremely effective and outwardly calm and collected, but internally he’s quite shaken up about it and fretting over your well-being

if he realises that you’re jealous of someone or something else in his life then he’ll seek you out and have a private conversation, reassuring you very plainly that you’re his partner and he’d never even dream of hurting them or straying — but when he’s jealous he tends to get extremely quiet and implicitly aggressive towards the source of his ire (glaring at them when you’re not looking, upping his physical affection with you, and speaking up almost passive aggressively to make it clear that you’re taken)

though his home is pretty cluttered and busy with scrolls and books and potions, he always manages to find a safe place to keep each and every gift you give him — and whenever you visit you’re able to spot them on high up shelves and stowed away in corners where they’re visible enough but out of the way of his experiments so that they can be kept safe

#sleepingdeath #gender neutral reader #fluff #fluff hcs #crk fluff #cookie run fluff #prune juice cookie fluff #prune juice cookie x reader #cookie run x reader #crk x reader

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chaotic-clouds · 4 months

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Another theme I really love in little nightmares 2 is how all the beings affected by the Signal Tower can be interpreted as representations of the different kinds of abuse children face throughout their life.

(Now bc of the recent LN podcast that came out giving some insight on how the LN universe works, we know kids that end up there are usually there because they’ve experienced severe trauma and/or abuse throughout their lives. What we also know now is that adults can also end up there, but instead these adults are usually the abusers, which is what makes this world 10x more nightmarish for the kids that inhabit it.)

But I’m not gonna get too into the logistics of the podcast for now though because I’ve not watched it entirely, and I still think this interpretation can be applied with or without the podcast context so I’ll just give my personal thoughts on the main antagonists in general for now!

Starting off with The Bullies I think their symbolism is most obvious, abuse from peers. In typical bully fashion the way they attack you is usually in hoards, killing you with their bare hands instead of a special ability. They even set out traps or what could be seen as a deadly prank, to kill anyone that is unfortunate to set it off. And while yes you are their main target because you are an outsider and “not one of them”, they also seem to regularly harass each other as well, emphasizing the cruel and vindictive nature they internalize (like when mono and six come across a solitary room with a chair in it, implying that the bullies regularly tied some people up and left them there for days, weeks even). But my favorite part is despite how cruel and aggressive they act, the form that the signal tower has turned them into is a porcelain doll, one that while keeping the appearance of a child is instead hollow and just as easy to kill (if not more than a regular kid). The bullies are the closest thing to the regular survivors of LN, but because of their cruel actions in defense of deeply buried insecurities, the Signal Tower has turned the bullies into fragile hollow husks of hate that will forever showcase the damage done to them outwardly, without any chance of concealing the cracks and pieces missing.

When it comes to The Teacher I’m not as sure, but I think she is meant to represent the abuse that individuals in power (specifically the education system) can commit to those underneath their rank. She’s extremely strict and cruel in her punishments, and has stricken fear into even the rowdiest of bullies, her class being dead silent as she teaches nonsense for however long she wishes. Adding onto this, she seems to be the sole person in power to the entire school, setting the schedule however she pleases. With her extensive neck I think this also can be seen as another act of dominance on her part, being able to literally be above whoever crosses her.

The Doctor is less direct, but I think he represents how those put in more knowledgeable and trusted positions can easily take advantage of those they’re supposed to protect. In this case towards his patients that he has taken advantage of and turned into his own experiments, but what confuses me is to why he’s on the ceiling? I mean it could just be as a way to be disturbing but I think it could be conveying how the doctor’s moral views have been so warped that he is literally viewing the world upside down.

The Hunter to me is also a little more confusing. I’m not sure what abuse he would embody but again he is farther from the pale city, so perhaps he’s not as in line with the Signal Towers influence/theme.

The Viewers in my opinion, represent neglect and addiction. While technically passive until provoked, they are designed to make you feel as though you’re walking on eggshells around them whenever you have to walk through the room they’re in. But because of them not caring about you whatsoever, you can pretty much just do whatever you want around them and they won’t even blink an eye until is directly disrupting the connection between them and the signal tower, in which case they get extremely violent, making a sound akin to screaming as they get up in your face to suck the life out of you. Their appearance also has a lot to say about their condition; The way their faces have been distorted and how uniform they all look, the Signal Tower has pretty much sucked the life out of them and made them forget who they ever were, possibly also representing how the relationship between them and whatever children they had would be so distant, that the kid wouldn’t see them as any different than a stranger they walked past on the street.

Aaaand because this post is now way too long maybe I’ll rant about how this applies to Mono and Six’s transformation via the Signal Tower another day. (Also this is just a silly interpretation!! So take this with a grain of salt, I’m sure someone else has explained this like 10x more literate than I could but I just love talking about this game 💔)

#little nightmares #little nightmares 2 #i love this game #little nightmares mono #little nightmares six #the hunter #the doctor #the teacher #the bullies #just me rambling #im so sleepy #the brainrot is real

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carnivorousyandeere · 10 months

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Do you think you might reach too many yan groups at some point?

Also I'd like possessive head canons for the student council ^^

Partly to show I love more than just marcus /j /lh

I fear I may have reached too many yan groups already tbh 😂😭 (rip unfinished Crime Family group and the Ghost Hunting Crew ✌️😔✌️)

CW: manipulation, stalking, gaslighting, mentions of violence and death, kidnapping, captivity

Emerson becomes much touchier than usual, standing at your side at all times. You really can’t get a moment away from them— even if you think you’ve lost them, they always catch up within minutes. Good luck trying to alert anybody to what’s going on. I mean, everybody knows Emerson— they’re so sweet, couldn’t hurt a fly! What are you so worked up about?

Kendra is the least outwardly possessive. Clingy and cuddly, sure, but she’s probably the yan in this group who’s the most lenient about you having friends outside of her and the student council. As long as you don’t get too close to anybody else~! Then it’ll be time for them to lose their kneecaps ✌️😜 and probably their lives 😔🕊️

Jace is typically more quiet and shy, but his possessiveness comes across as aggression and intimidation towards whoever is taking your attention. He’s got a way of justifying those arguments and fights that he gets into while dancing around the truth— that he wants you to himself. He’s not a great fighter, but even that has its upside— maybe he can play the victim and you’ll feel bad, playing nurse for him afterwards…

Rayleigh is a crier and a guilt-tripper; whether it’s intentional or not on her part is debatable. The intent matters little, you’ll still respond however you would— either frustrated and uncomfortable with her sloppy manipulations, or you think it’s rather cute and indulge her immature actions, whatever. However you respond, she’ll adapt, changing parts of herself to match whatever she sees in the people trying to take your attention from her, in a desperate bid to keep you focused on her and her alone.

Kaylee is typically more lax, like Kendra. She thinks it’s rather adorable whenever you express having positive feelings towards anybody else. It’s like a game to her, a game she knows she’ll win. She can dispose of opponents with no remorse, or just poison you against them. She also has a talent for pissing people off, and she’ll use it when you two hang out to scare off other people so the two of you stay as just two.

Hailey is the most possessive. If she can’t have you, then nobody can. She’ll kill anyone who looks at you the wrong way— which, for her, means looking at you romantically or lustfully… sometimes, looking at you in any positive way. She’s the only one allowed to hold you in any positive regard, and works damn hard to balance making you out to be a worthless pos without ruining her reputation by keeping you at her side. You’re always going to be her “project,” presented as a topic of scorn or pity amongst her friends, someone who can’t live without her guidance and protection. None of her friends can understand why she tolerates you— she must be an angel to let you hang around her, because they certainly wouldn’t, not from what they’ve heard from Hailey! Soon, she’ll be your only access to social interaction. And if you don’t want social interaction? What makes you think she cares? She’ll drag you around wherever she wants you to go, and you’ll damn well do it or else risk being locked in her basement.

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belphegor1982 · 1 year

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The thing with jigsaw pieces is that they’re vulnerable from all sides when they’re scattered.

(Missing scenes/snapshots of Chozen, Daniel, Amanda, Sam and Johnny in between “Extreme Measures” and “Ouroboros”.)

So it only took me two or three months (lol) but I wrote another fic! Or rather a collection of six ficlets, starting with this one, because I had a couple of ideas burned in my head after 5.05 and 5.06. I’ll be posting the next one in a few days!

Jigsaw Pieces

Chozen, uneasy

Daniel, adrift

Amanda, sleepless

Sam, shaken

Johnny, fixing things

Daniel, not alone

Chozen may have made a mistake.

He is used to making mistakes and admitting them, though he wasn’t always. A man who says he never makes mistakes is a liar. As he got older, though, he likes to think he got a little wiser, at least enough to recognise some ideas are bad ideas and should be avoided at all costs.

Daniel-san has been gone ten minutes, and already Chozen is starting to think he shouldn’t have let him go back to Stingray’s house alone.

Of course Stingray is no threat on his own, that much was obvious earlier. And of course Daniel-san would go back to apologise, because no matter how rattled he was, how short-tempered and angry and aggressive he ended up being towards Stingray, at his core Daniel LaRusso has a kind heart that not even Terry Silver can corrupt completely. This Chozen has learned plotting and fighting side by side with him for weeks, even if in hindsight it was already obvious over thirty years ago, when they were young. Chozen despised him then for that kindness then, laughed at him for being weak and soft, and then hated him for risking his life when Chozen himself could only run and hide… And then he showed a mercy Chozen thought at the time to be the cruellest of acts when Chozen, trembling, furious, conceded defeat and expected – demanded – death.

Now Daniel-san is the one who has conceded defeat. The cost of his war against Silver became too high; Silver poured poison into his mind, blew on the embers of doubt until even his family left, wary of the fire, and if the shadows under his eyes and the set of his shoulders are any indication, it’s taking a toll on his health, too.

He even apologised to Chozen earlier for “wasting his time”, as though helping a friend in need and fighting for the honour of Miyagi-Do wasn’t worth crossing any ocean for, as though Chozen hasn’t let him down in this when he swore they would see things through together. As though his uncle Sato wasn’t closer than a brother to Daniel-san’s Mr. Miyagi before love and resentment drove a wedge between them for forty years, a feud that almost ended in tragedy.

As though Sato hasn’t passed onto his nephew the four hundred years rich history of Miyagi-Do karate along with a rough, understated love, just like Miyagi passed his family’s karate onto the boy he had come to love as a son.

“Our senseis had the same sensei, we’re basically karate cousins,” Daniel-san had said last year with a smile, eager to learn more, even as his old enemy outwardly sneered at the idea of teaching a foreigner some of the most sacred secrets of Miyagi-Do.

Which… hadn’t been completely an act.

But Daniel-san passed Chozen’s test. Chozen passed his own secret test, and finally got his chance to show mercy in turn. The look of terror on Daniel-san’s face shifting into absolute confusion had been the icing on the cake.

And when Daniel-san, rubbing life back into his limbs, panting and a little shaken but wide-eyed and grinning, had asked, “Can you teach me?”, Chozen’s nod and proud smile had been one hundred percent genuine.

Unfortunately, some defeats hurt more than others.

Fifteen minutes. Chozen has already checked his bags twice.

His eyes fall on the newspaper clipping that put them on Stingray’s trail this morning, the address and the word LIAR in bold letters. Even with the evening traffic, Daniel-san must have arrived by now, replacement video game console in hand, and Chozen doubts he’ll stay very long. He’ll probably be back in twenty minutes, plenty of time to drive Chozen to the airport. And then, somehow, send word to Silver that he’s backing out of the war.

Except…

Would Terry Silver even accept a white flag? So far, he hasn’t struck Chozen as the kind of man to accept defeat of any kind. Part of the philosophy of the Way of the Fist is to do everything, go to any lengths, to win. Not just beat your opponent, but destroy your enemy – surrender is not enough. And while Chozen has nothing but contempt for the concept of Defeat does not exist in this dojo – sometimes losing and accepting that loss helps put things into perspective – something else nags at his mind that he can’t quite put his finger on.

Chozen reviews all of his interactions with Silver, at his dojo, at his home, at the country club. The way the man smiled even as he prodded and picked at his adversary, like Daniel-san was a mouse and he a cat, to discard his toy when it no longer entertained him and not a moment before.

It’s doubtful, to say the least, that he’ll accept Daniel-san’s surrender now. He took too much pleasure dismantling him. And when better for a cobra to strike than when the enemy is already down?

Still holding the scrap of paper, Chozen reaches for his phone and opens the Uber app.

If he’s being paranoid he can always apologise later.

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...It’s super short, I know. The next one is longer, and then the next one longer than that, etc. I hope you like them!

#cobra kai #my stuff #fanfiction

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spock-smokes-weed · 2 years

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I really love the LOTR movies, like so much, and I recognize they’re different from the books and still love them

However one change that bugs me since reading the books is how Sam treats Gollum. I’ll probably work out my feelings for it a bit more once I do another full rewatch of the movies, but the last few times I’ve watched the Two Towers I can’t help but really dislike Sam’s treatment of Gollum. Maybe it’s just cus I’m a Gollum apologist and I loved his relationship with Frodo in the books and Sam’s begrudging toleration of him.

Like yes Sam does not like or trust Gollum, that’s very clear in the text, but I don’t like that in the movies Sam is so outwardly violent towards him. It could be that a lot of Sam’s dialog towards Gollum is mostly internal (a lot of Sam and Frodo’s half of the story is told from Sam’s pov so we get a good sense of what he thinks) so maybe this is how they wanted to show Sam’s dislike of him. But I don’t like that Sam yells at him and often tries to hurt him, movie Gollum is a lot more outwardly villainess that book Gollum, but I still can’t help but feel like Gollum doesn’t deserve that.

The LOTR movies are so seamless as their own moving engine that I think it’s just the combination of changes that lead to a more aggressive Sam. Movie Frodo is being put under far more stress than book Frodo, so maybe Sam is far more defensive and protective of Frodo, and not as trusting of his judgement. I’m so torn with this cus over all I love the changes the movies make cus it wants to be something different from the books while staying very respectful to the source material, and I like that Frodo has a much more visible power struggle with the ring, but I think there are trade offs with that and I think one of them is the framing of his relationship with Gollum.

It was very profound to me that Frodo instantly started showing him kindness when he finally saw him and realized how much the ring had messed him up. And while Sam never looses his suspicions over Gollum, and can’t quite understand him like Frodo can, goes along with trusting him because he trusts in Frodo.

I think there’s more of a tragedy angle that the movies want to lean into with Frodo and Gollum’s relationship, with Frodo wanting to help and protect Gollum but as the journey goes on he becomes more and more blind to how the ring and the villainess side of Gollum affecting him. And with Sam as the voice of reason and the protector. And I certainly do like that angle and the execution of most of it, but I just really don’t like Sam being so mean to my little guy. It feels a little out of character, and I can’t help but thinking back to how it played out in the books. And it low key kinda affects my attachment to movie Sam if I think he’s low key a rage monster.

But then again that could just be the Gollum apologism talk lmao. I didn’t have a problem with it until I read the books (I was even on Sam’s side!) so maybe I just need to mellow out some more and think about it in its own context. Or make my own *perfect* version of lotr that has everything I love from both movie and book.

#lord of the rings #this was super rambly but it’s something that’s been on my mind since rewatching two towers #and currently watching return of the king #i still love movie Sam #and sean astin is a LEGEND #but idk his actions towards gollum stick out to me and idk how to feel about it yet #maybe the gollum brain rot is too strong if every scene im like ‘no gollum has done nothing wrong and he has no evil plans’

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hoxitdragon · 1 year

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Since we got cat Goblins time for doggo Orcs I chose rottweilers as the base since they're both muscular and intimidating however have a sweet disposition to people they like. These orcs are nomadic and usually travel in small packs consisting of family members, their spouses, children and maybe a few friends they found along the way. They usually aren't outwardly aggressive without reason, but have zero issue defending themselves if it comes to that. Because of this and their intimidating appearance they've unfortunately gained reputations as being bloodthirsty savages and even worse have been used as scapegoats by those with an agenda against them. For the most part however orcs a relatively friendly if justifiably wary towards humans and other races and once they've established a friendship with someone they become undyingly loyal to them. As always hope you enjoy and tell me what you think.

#orc #dog #design

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tournesolette · 1 year

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❪ @decanard ❫ “They just don’t understand us.” (Varian @ Hiccup)

answered ┊ unprompted

Hiccup narrows his eyes towards the other boy, a bit unsure of himself and of what’s happening.

He’s not used to kids his age not being outwardly aggressive, though usually the other kids are bigger than him. Varian is only a touch taller, if that. And he seems to have a... similar take in life as Hiccup. Too smart for the people around them, an interesting approach to how the world should work, and desperate to prove himself to the people he loves.

Hiccup shies up a bit more, wrapping his arms around him and looking over his shoulder. He should probably get back to his father soon, he’d be looking for him in a strange land like this.

“ I’m not entirely sure if I even understand me. ” Hiccup says in reply, before giving the other another uneasy looks. “ And I definitely don’t understand you. ”

He doesn’t really understand any people. They’re not really his strong suit.

He doesn’t really have a strong suit, actually.

#❪ ⋅ ◆ ⋆ — hiccup h. ┊ ❛ ic. ❜ ❫#❪ ⋅ ◆ ⋆ — varian. ┊ ❛ decanard ❜ ❫

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husbandohunter · 3 years

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You know ur small predicament post?? you should make a reverse version where s/o is smaller!

A Smaller Predicament [Genshin Impact x Smol!Reader]

Characters: Scaramouche, Diluc, Kaeya, Childe, Xiao, Zhongli, Albedo

Synopsis: Not only did you shrink, you went pocket sized as well!

(A sequel to "A Small Predicament")

(A/n): Sorry for the long wait anon, and I kind of added a twist to the scenario for more diversity hahaha hope you don't mind >_<. And why is Childe the poster boy for this series lmao.

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Childe

When Childe walks in, he doesn't see you....until he looked down. He almost crunched you beneath his feet if it weren't for your constant flailing of arms and screeching voice. He blanks out for a hot minute as you clung onto his toes, doesn't dare to move an inch because he's so petrified (even though there's nothing to be afraid of??). But honestly if Childe moved right now, he might accidentally flail you to the side and that's the last thing he wants.

"WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU??" He screamed so loud it nearly blew you out of proportion. Seems like he's going to have alot of adjusting to do. Childe is a tall man (canonically the tallest) and he knows how impulsive he can get which is why he bought a handmade dollhouse from one of the Liyue merchants for you to stay in.

Though there's something about your tiny size that makes his heart flutter. With your face so small with a pair of eyes far too big, *clutches chest* "My oujo-chan is so cute" -Childe probably. He won't stop saying them over again and you were growing tired of his gushing reactions. He can't help it. He wants to spoil you rotten. You fit right onto the flat of his palms, the way you just snuggle up againts his finger and he just- swoons, might tear up (bruh).

Toys may be for kids but for Childe it was now his favourite pass time. While you navigate around the wooden dollhouse, he pitches in by moving around the furniture to make it easier for you. Offers to carry you through the rooms like a personal elevator. And please, please let him tuck you to bed. He has to pinch his fingers to grab the blanket. It's so adorable to him.

Loves it when you snuggle up against his collar. He thinks it would be the best area for you to be nearby him since the risk of you getting hit by anything (or him) by accident is very slim chance. Sometimes he pulls up his collar so that you're more comfortable and cradled within. He would have to avert his eyes down rather than turning his head if he wanted to look at you otherwise you'd be hit by his chin and that would hurt.

The poking sensation with you by his neck can bother him since he's veeeery tickilish there. Plus, Childe can get easily sweaty so have fun with that.

You have a feeling that he wasn't so pleased when you transformed back. You might be right. Actually, you are right. He secretly has an extra potion hidden somewhere...just in case.

Diluc

Mortified, his soul just left his body. To think things couldn't get any worse ever since he turned into a child to the point no one took him seriously, now you're literally the size of an apple. Oh god what if his bird suddenly swoops in and gobbles you right up? Or the wrath of the wind comes by, swirling you away towards a tornado. Needless to say, Diluc grew paranoid over your well-being ever since.

Due to your extremely small size, he will ensure that you are supervised by him (except at night where he has places to go). In otherwords, you're slipped into the inner pocket of his coat. It's super warm, you can fall asleep (and feel his heartbeat awww). Diluc doesn't like keeping you in places where people can see you, it would be too easy for outer things to access your tiny form (or maybe he secretly likes the feeling of you in his pocket.)

And he's such a gentleman about it. You noticed how careful he moves among his footsteps because he's worried that you might get dizzy. Diluc guards the pocket at close parameter, keeping an eye on things so he won't bump into them. As if he was treading on thin ice (you even suggested it was best to leave you home but he's too overprotective for his own good).

You're like his little assistant. Diluc does so much paperwork through out the day and although the act was small, he finds it endearing how you would help bring the papers back to it's rightful pile or pushing the ink bowl towards him. Or during his shifts at Angel's Share, crawling around the glass utensils and trying to find a specific wine beverage on his shelf. Of course that only happens when the shop is closed, how is he going to explain to his patrons that you shrank and now live in his pocket?

He dislikes the thought of you wandering too far. It's so easy for you to get lost especially when the mansion is so large.

At night you now sleep atop the fluff of the pillow. Diluc is a calm sleeper so he won't have to worry about hitting into you. However he radiates warmth so you just subconicously roll towards to his face. He usually wakes up with you sprawled over his nose. He can hardly breath (careful, he might just sneeze too).

This all happened because of the experiements you participated with Albedo. Diluc ensures that doesn't happen again. It will take some tencaious effort to convince him otherwise.

Scaramouche

Fuck this guy. He treats you like his new pet, a new toy (though you technically are one). He has this arrogant, smug and sadistic look as if he was a predator looking at his prey and grabs you by the collar before dangling you up in the air.

"Hmph, looks like the tables have turned," he says while toying with your state. You tell him he's just angry because he's short himself and mad that everyone else in the Fatui organization is taller than him. Scaramouche demon face activated. He's about to devour you. (Maybe you should keep your mouth shut this time. Honestly your relationship with him is pretty weird).

His hat is so fun to play with. You'd swing around like Tarzan using the strings that were hanging from it. His head was your playground now which annoys him to an enourmous extent because it makes him look ridiculous. Scaramouche will have a hard time catching you since you move around so much. Climb around him, especially the back of his neck. He'll start wheezing when you tickle him there.

The type to put you in a box but also the type to keep you on his shoulders. Being relied on makes him feel taller (lmfao). Scaramouche seemse to have developed a habit to poke your cheeks whenever he needed your attention and you bit him back once when he pushed too hard that you nearly fell off. Despite your size, your teeth still hurt. He threatens to put you back into the box if you don't behave and the outcome ends with a full out brawl as he tries to grab you again while you run around, pulling the strands of his hair to climb on top of his hat. (This is literally Tom and Jerry wtf.)

After transforming back, he outwardly admits his disappointmen. Scaramouche says it suits you better (when he actually meant that he highly prefers you small). You marked his words, keeping an extra vial for your own entertainment in the near future.

Xiao

Xiao was face-palming against his forehead real hard about this. For the love of Rex Lapis, what kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into this time? First it was the child incident, now you're the size of his finger? Good grief, looks like he will have to keep an eye on you from now on but at the same time he's scared to get too close, you are nothing but a tiny mortal in which he would have to double his effort to look after.

He lets you sit at the crown of his head rather than anywhere else. You insisted since it was easier to see everything at a nice distance (plus he's short so you won't have to worry about him bumping into door frames). You noticed that Xiao also has a little strand sticking out from the center (ahoge) and you sometimes grab onto it for stability. Turns out he's quite sensitive there and winces when you pull too hard.

For the remaining week as the antedote was being prepared, Xiao became extremely aggressive over your well-being, he looks as if he's ready to massacre everything in his way...which he did. Clears out the monsters off the path before going on daily strolls with you, you wouldn't have to lift a finger from now on. No one except for him is allowed to hold you unless they're a trustworthy person. You could feel his sharp eyes glued on you like a hawk when walking into the grasp of Zhongli's hand.

You once accidentally tripped into his almond tofu when he wasn't looking and he almost ate you. Turns out being small made his job as your gaurdian ten times harder (especially when you're the clumsy type). If you were to fall off the table, he would have to catch you right? Xiao often bumps into furnitures in the process...ouch!

He's very soft. It's all over his forehead, his mouth, his eyes. When he looks at you, his tense eatures melted away and there's an invisible fondness over them as he cradles you in his palm. The way you snuggle in them is lke the most precious thing in the world.

When you turn back, there's a wave of relief. He was really stressed out you know?

Zhongli

His first thought is to get you as far as he can from the Funeral Parlour before Hu Tao finds you. Who knows what that child might have in mind. Zhongli takes one of his empty tea pots and urges you to go inside, or carries a tea cup with you in it, he likes placing you on objects while carrying you around.

Zhongli realizes that you can no longer use the household items like before so he has to remake them to your standards- especially when he realized he doesn't have the mora to buy you a dollhouse. He improvises. Takes a handkerchief to make your blanket, his cups for your bathtub, Zhongli had to cut the foot into byte-sized too. But in terms of clothes, well he had to make them as well. Living thousands of years would mean he would have lot of experience. Sewing was one of them luckily. But that would mean he has to take your measurements as well. In the end, most of the things he made were dresses since they were alot easier.

You like to sneak in between his shirt and his vest tucked behind the coat he wears. Unfortunately Zhongli doesn't seem to have visible pockets (most likely the reason why he doesn't carry mora either), though if you don't hold on tight you might just slip down his vest and right to his stomach. It makes him chuckle when that happens even if the amount of effort to get you out took more than he thought since his attire is quite complicated to put on. If you really want to climb on him, he'll find a seperate pouch (but realizes it won't be a good idea when there's alot of pick-pocketers in Liyue streets).

All of a sudden he reads you bedtime stories. It's some sort of inner instinct that tells him he's taking care of a child now (he's right though). You realized that his voice was equivalent to a thunder's roar due to size difference. He would have to whisper now.

It will always be part of his precious memories when you turned pocket-sized. Zhongli still keeps the clothing he made somewhere in his closets too.

Kaeya

Amused by this eventful situation. Absolutely thrilled! He's not evil like Scaramouche but this new version of his s/o is both adorable and fun at the same time. You're so easy to tickle, just one poke using his finger against your hips makes you yelp. Sometimes he twirls your hair or taps your forehead gently despite your protest, he's so handsy like always in an affectionate yet annoying way.

Kaeya picks you up and places you among the fluffy comfort of his feathery scarf. You sneezed, the last time he cleaned it was before he went on a mission with the knights. Though you have to admit, it's the best feeling in the world. It's so soft you might sink deeper into the fabric. He likes to put you in places where he can talk to you easily, sometimes on the table while he downs on his wine. Normally you have to take the bottle away before it gets too much, now you have to push it away which he finds very entertaining at your futile attempts.

"Don't you have anything better to do?" you tell him. Since you turned byte-sized, he can't seem to stop playing around. Takes his two fingers and pretends they're legs walking across the surface. You would turn around and he halts, Kaeya sends you his signature grin. When he promises that he wouldn't do anything funny, you would let him hold you. Since hugs are out of the equation, Kaeya gives you his finger instead to wrap your arms around. He can't get enough seeing you like this, things he couldn't do when you were normal-sized. he enjoys your reactions way too much.

His favourite pass time is helping you brush your hair because the hairbursh is too big for you to handle. Kaeya ensure he's handling things delicately but he would love to help style it for you as well. Pretty please? At this point one request turns to another because he's having way too much fun. But it couldn't be helped since you would need his assistance in almost everything so there's really no escaping.

You were so happy when things were normal again but Kaeya would bring this up again during your conversations (how next time he would like to put you in his drinks while you're wearing a swim suit).

Albedo

Legit blurted out if he could put you on a hamster wheel.

What about trying out the little maze he just made?

Or participating in a race against slimes of different elements?

No? Okay, then he'll just turn you back.

Albedo isn't going deal with this as along as he can help it (especially when he remembers what Klee did to him when he turned small.)

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astrognossienne · 2 years

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the evolution and devolution of mars: mars in cancer

a devolved cancer mars: lacks perspective, direction, and spontaneity. uses guilt to keep things under control. sidles into things on the defensive. worries a lot. wonders if they’re able to take the heat or be driven out of the kitchen by those who are more assertive. instigates domestic discord. clingy and smothering of loved ones. alienates others by competing with them for fulfillment of emotional needs. emotionally touchy when others don't give them the support and attention they think they need. possessive. selectively faithful. hypocritical. finds it hard to assert themselves. easily upset and volatile. emotional responses - particularly anger - sometimes seem disproportionate to the situation. sensitive to what they envision as attacks on them personally. tends to over-react with defensiveness when they believe they’re being challenged in some way. compensates by attacking first or hardest when they feel vulnerable or weak. hypersensitive. over-emotional. doesn’t accept responsibility for their own emotions or actions. has constant strife in home conditions. can not fight and is not aggressive/assertive outwardly. holds everything in and steams inside. very timid and pathologically jealous.

an evolved cancer mars: ability to give TLC, instincts, and feelings. has high emotional energy. is sympathetic and subtle. It is often channeled into gaining security, patriotism, and domestic activities. ferocious when protecting their families. fights openly but only when forced to do so. powerful intuition. refined and faithful. likes to touch and be touched. great family members. highly motivated when there are unfilled needs or people needing protection. takes on work nobody else wants to do. constructively assertive with others by using sensitivity to become aware of others' needs as well as their own. acknowledges the feelings of others as well as expressing their own needs positively. initiates closeness. moves cautiously and acts carefully. pays attention to what kind of response they are eliciting. acts passionately and powerfully. enjoys taking care of others, both physically and emotionally. has emotional self-awareness and self-knowledge. gentle, kindly and sympathetic. self-empowered, and seeks to empower others. finds security in their family and in themselves. has a lot of pent-up feelings can be channeled into passionate dedication to a cause. does not fight the sea, but allows it to buoy them up. cultivates a quiet spirit, a happy disposition, and faith that the ongoing stream of life will bear him toward their goals.

#cancer mars #mars in cancer #astrology #on evolution #mars #mine

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dialovers-lover-xoxo · 3 years

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How the diaboys and Yui feel about kids and how they’d interact with them (not their own kids, just kids in general)

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Shu

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Shu is more or less neutral with a hint of fondness. He might find them annoying if they’re being noisy or bothering him, but for the most part he’s okay with them. If he were to ever interact with kids he’d act a bit kinder and less nonchalant with them. He’ll also go out of his way to help them if they’re lost or in danger. It’s his big brother instincts and generally he would protect innocents, especially kids.

Reiji

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Reiji’s used to kids, having helped raise his own brothers, but he’s a bit uncomfortable with them because he doesn’t know anything about them, unlike his brothers who he knows their personalities and mannerisms. Similar to Shu, he’ll treat a kid warmly and help them.

Ayato

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Ayato has no real thoughts on them but he thinks they can be too loud. Nonetheless, he has some fondness for and a desire to protect them, possibly because he is the older brother to Laito and Kanato. If he were to ever interact with one he may at first do the bare minimum but once they start playing with him, he’ll grow fonder of them and he’ll especially love if they get attached to him. If he’s a babysitter or camp counselor or anything that has to do with kids, he’ll always want to be the favorite.

Kanato

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STRONGLY dislikes them. They’re loud and annoying. He’ll especially hate them if his s/o likes them and gives them attention. He might begrudgingly protect them or be somewhat nice with one, but he really has no fondness for them.

Laito

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He thinks they’re cute but he’s not sure how to interact with kids so for the most part he stays away. If he were to interact with them he’ll be warm and friendly and he’ll probably grow really protective of them.

Subaru

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Subaru’s tsundere aspect extends to kids as well. He occasionally finds them annoying but he definitely has a soft spot for them, he just desperately tries to hide it. This is even in the games. Subaru calls a kid “brat” but goes out of his way to buy him a dessert after he dropped his ice cream even though he was under no obligation to do that. When kids aren’t scared of him because of his aggressiveness, they love him. He’s like a kid magnet, they just love him. This is also canon in DL in (I believe) a drama CD.

Ruki

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Secretly really fond of them but he’s a proud and cold man so he doesn’t show it outwardly. Only his s/o and brothers know. Having seen kids suffer in the orphanage and being a big brother, Ruki has developed very strong protectiveness towards young people. The rational part of him thinks they should learn to take care of themselves but his desire to protect kids from suffering the way he and his brothers did is far stronger. When interacting with children he may still seem cold but the kids can hear the warmth in his voice and see a much warmer version of his normally cold steel eyes.

Kou

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He doesn’t have much experience with kids but he’s pretty good with them and likes them. Like Ruki, Kou also has a desire to protect them. He’ll be super friendly and affectionate to them but will threaten anyone who may be dangerous, then goes back to being smiley and fun. When he interacts with them he’s kind and entertains them.

Yuma

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He LOVES kids! He wants to have a ton of them and he loves seeing them play and laugh, though he doesn’t really interact with them. If he were to interact with them he’d be much less rough and much more friendly than he is with older people. He’d also give in to their desires of climbing him or giving them piggy back rides. He won’t hesitate to beat the hell out of anyone who hurt them.

Azusa

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Very little experience with kids but is certainly fond of them, just unsure how to act around them. He’ll stay on the sidelines and interact in a bare minimum way because he doesn’t know what to do. He will act kind and protective.

Carla

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Unless they are his kids, Carla doesn’t care too much, though he has a slight amount of care for them and will protect them and be softer with them if he has no choice but to interact with them. He’ll also protect a child of another demon race.

Shin

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Quite fond of kids, just no freaking clue what to do with one. He’ll be nice to one and let them cuddle and play with his wolf familiars.

Kino

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I’d like to give cute headcanons here but (spoiler for his Lost Eden route) in his LE route he actually ruthlessly killed a ghoul child so he definitely doesn’t care too much about them. If he has a s/o who helps him change his ways like Yui does in LE and CL, he may become a bit fonder of them and more protective. He’ll also feel guilt for what he did to the little boy and try to make amends. He’ll let them play on his smartphone and enthusiastically talk about games with them.

Yui

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Love love LOOOOVES kids. She’s barely been around them but her compassion and desire to make people happy makes her really good with them. She’d be super friendly and warm with kids. If one (or more) was ever in danger she’d stand up for them verbally and would selflessly throw herself in danger to protect them on instinct but she’ll call for one of the diaboys to help when strength and intimidation is needed to keep the kid/s safe.

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cloudteawrites · 3 years

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Please reveal more about the hybrid world! I could read pages about it, even things that might necessarily be part of the story. It’s incredible to see how much thought you have put into this! So excited for the next chapter!!!

of course! today, let's talk more about how ruts work.

there are two different types of ruts: seasonal and situational. seasonal ruts happen once a year at varying points related to a hybrids related counterpart. they cause the hybrids who experience them to get super touchy-feely and outwardly aggressive and grouchy. situational ruts are triggered by other hybrids biological clocks and the impulse to secure territory/resources for the other said hybrid to ensure they’re chosen as a heat/rut partner, thus able to pass on their genetics.

instead of ‘nesting’ ( a series of behaviors exhibited by hybrids who experience heats), hybrids who experience ruts ‘den’. denning behaviors can be just as peaceful as stereotypical nesting behaviors, but they tend to skew a lot more aggressive. the purpose of denning is to ensure that whatever partner is taken is comfortable during the rut and that they feel as secure as possible. around the time their rut is kicking up, hybrids start hoarding food and water in their bedrooms, pacing their home and become wary toward outsiders. they become protective of their mates or rut partners to the point of not wanting them to leave their den. whether that den is their bedroom or their entire house is up to the discretion of the hybrid who’s experiencing rut. breaching a hybrid’s den who’s in rut is an almost sure fire way to get injured. hybrids are stronger than human beings and can unintentionally hurt them when their instincts are out of whack. for this reason, most people with predator hybrids who experience ruts put them on suppressants or, more uncommonly, have them sterilized. the laws surrounding sterilization of hybrids are touchy and it’s far less common in the present day than it was in the late 80′s-early 90′s. (there was a hybrid-related death in las vegas involving a tiger hybrid off suppressants who’s wife was forced to perform during his rut. he attacked her performance partner. this is extremely uncommon, however and was most likely the result of years of mistreatment at the hands of said performance partner.)

#meta: restitution

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xenospacebabe · 3 years

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Broken Wings

Hawks drabble

A/N: So I imagine for some reason that regular doctors and surgeons are capable of treating Hawks to a fault. But when it comes to his wings, they’re a bit...lost?

Summary: After coping with treating injuries to his wings by himself, Hawks finds himself with a more serious injury than he can handle. He can’t open his wings, or fly. The pain is mind numbing. He finds himself breaking into an animal clinic for some help.

Warning: Broken bones. Mild language

HawksxReader

7am. The doors don’t open until 8:30, but you still had things to do from yesterday that weren’t even started. Clutching your steel tumblr full of coffee that’ll barely scratch the surface of your exhaustion, you stifled a yawn and crawled out of your car. Barely remembering to lock it. You always parked on the side of the building so as not to take up any spaces in front. The key missed the lock a few times before eventually sliding inside and turning to the side.

The moment you turned on the lights, a couple of dogs in the back already started barking, hungry for breakfast and ready to go home. Your veterinary clinic was modest in size, but it was always busy. It was your father’s practice before he retired and passed it down to you after finishing school. Now it was all yours. It was hard work, but your clients were loyal. Many of them have been around since the place opened almost 30 years ago. You were the vet that people would recommend to their friends who needed help and had struggles affording it. Your clinic was the one that everyone knew cared the most about patients rather than money. And it showed. While your profits were great, it wasn’t what you were concerned the most about.

After setting down your things in your office, you tied back your hair into a high ponytail and took a long drink of your “breakfast.” You looked at the white board on your wall, deciding which surgery from yesterday to start on first. Picking the cat spay, you headed towards the back to get started. Passing surgery and into the kennels, you found your patient and greeted her with a sweet voice and scratches on her cheeks.

“Good morning, Sadie. You ready, sweet girl? C’mon.” The cat whined tiredly as you scooped her into your arms to bring into the surgical room. But when you lifted your head and looked inside you screamed. Unfortunately, this spooked your cat and she bolted out of your arms to hide under the kennels.

“AH SHIT! Sadie! Sadie c’mere girl! Who are you?!” There sitting on your operating counter was a man. A shirtless man with enormous wings that nearly filled the small room. He was covered in decently serious lacerations and wounds that made the surface of his skin look like a blue, black, green, and purple water color canvas. He looked terrible with deep bags under his eyes. However, he looked at you through messy strands of hair that hung in his face with a tired but smug expression.

“Really? You don’t know who I am?” He said, his voice croaking out with a subtle groan of pain. Your eyes shifted from his, those golden pools that shined like the sun, to the massive crimson wings. They, too, looked to be in disarray. Feathers stuck out in random places, others crumpled, many painted in blood. However his left hung in a slightly abnormal manner.

“I’m sorry. You shocked me all of a sudden. You’re Hawks right? What are you doing here? How did you even get in? The doors were all locked.” As you finished your statement, a single red feather lifted in mid air and hovered, showing you its bent up quill. He picked the lock with the feather and locked it behind him.

“Sorry. I just-..mmgghh...I think it’s broken. And the clowns at the city hospital the commission would send me to aren’t capable of fixing it. I found you online, you do exotics, right? Birds and stuff?”

All the while he was explaining his situation, you were assessing his condition. The area that connected the wing to his back appeared incredibly swollen, and slightly out of place. Without thinking, you reached out to palpate the area causing him to immediately flinch and groan out loud.

“Sorry! Sorry. I’m used to my patients being-...well animals. But yes, I’m a small animal and exotics vet. There’s a couple birds I’ve been treating for a long time.” Now this time, as you were talking, Hawks had his eyes trained on you. He was listening to every word you spoke intently. “Some of them were my dad’s patients before he retired. Shows how old they can get.”

Hawks braced the cold steel of the table, crouching forward some. His skin seemed damp with sweat, the pain he was in must have been affecting his body temperature. You needed to act quickly if you were going to save his wing.

“Okay, so. I have to touch it. I need to get a couple xrays to see if we have any breaks and we’ll go from there. I don’t....all I have are sedatives for animals. Would that..?”

“It’s fine, ain’t no pain out there that I can’t handle.” He looked at you with a charming smirk, clearly flexing his pain threshold to impress you. Because he looked you up and down and liked what he saw. Even in those scrubs which were relatively form fitting but patterened in cartoon cats and dogs.

“I’m serious. This is really going to hurt. Are you-“

“I said I can handle it.” Hawks snapped, frustrated with the questions now. He just wanted the pain to stop. And besides, that cute look on your blushing face was too good to miss.

“Alright...well...first you need to help me find my cat that you scared off.”

“You mean this one?” Appearing in front of you held under the arms and the butt by a trio of feathers was your very angry, very sleepy cat. You sighed in relief and retrieved her into your arms. It took some settling to calm her down but you were a natural with all animals. It came so easily. She was comfortable in her kennel when you set her back inside and you felt your brain shift gears.

You first had to get your hands on the wing. Just to get a feel of what you were working with. You’d never seen such beautiful, red feathers before. Even though you saw parrots and other birds daily. These were just...breathtaking. But even the most beautiful wings didn’t stop the pain of broken bones. Hawks groaned behind tight lips when you gently palpated the swollen wing. Inside you felt the distinct break and slight crunchiness that accompanied it. The growling in his throat didn’t frighten you, after all, you dealt with aggressive animals day in and day out.

“Y-you almost finished there, Doc? Agghh...” He finally outwardly complained when you flexed his wing. Your hands were gentle but it was still nearly unbearable. Slowly and carefully, you folded his wing back down into its natural resting position.

“Okay, I’m sorry. I know it hurts. But thank you for holding still. Alright. Let’s do some xrays.”

After some struggling and repositioning, and many awkward brushes of hands and faces, you and Hawks were successful in taking some clear shots of what you determined was a broken wing. You didn’t notice his eyes on you as you explained it to him. The room was dark, illuminated only by the backlight box that made it possible to see the xray photos. But he was studying your face quite intently.

The space between your eyebrows crinkled a little when you would point to a specific spot on the xray in concentration. When you were quiet in thought, your tongue pressed against your cheek or you nibbled your bottom lip. The slope of your nose was accentuated by the pale shine of the light box to make it look like you had a cute button nose. Everything you were saying filled his ears but didn’t register as anything coherent. Eventually, you noticed.

“Hawks? Are you okay? Are you in pain?” Your voice brought him out of the trance he’d slipped into and he blinked rapidly to soothe his eyes. He hadn’t blinked once.

“Oh! Uh-...aheh...I’m fine. And please...call me Keigo.”

“Keigo?”

“Yeah, that’s my real name. Hawks is just my hero name. I can trust you, yeah?” He looked down at you with those eyes that you swore were glowing and swallowed harshly. Suddenly your throat was dry.

“R-right! I knew that. Keigo...so...like I said. The break is pretty clean. Luckily there’s no fragments or splinters that would make a problem.”

“So what can you do to fix me?” He lied, though, about being in pain. Broken bones were painful enough. But a broken bone that carried the heavy weight of his wing was absolutely agonizing. However, years of working as a pro hero conditioned him into hiding his pain from his enemies.

“Well, there isn’t a lot we can do. Other than immobilize the wing so the bone can heal back together.”

That got his attention.

“Immobilize? You mean I can’t-“

“Fly. Yeah. Not forever, but for a while. You’d have to come back every now and then for xrays so I can see how the healing is progressing. Given the size, I’d imagine...6 weeks?”

6 weeks? Of no flying? Hawks hadn’t spent that long out of the sky in so long that he wasn’t sure he remembered what it felt like to walk anywhere. You could see the panic in his eyes, beads of sweat formed on his neck and forehead. So you reached out and placed your hand on his shoulder to try and comfort him. He froze, not sure of what to do.

“Sorry! Sorry.” You quickly withdrew your hand. “That’s a habit. I always try to comfort the parents of my patients when they get difficult news.”

“No no, it’s-...you just surprised me.” He reached for your hand and returned it to his shoulder which was still bare. You hadn’t even realized he hadn’t redressed after finishing the radiographs. Your palm rested on his shoulder, his skin was warm to the touch. Your thumb gently stroked the end of his collarbone as you often did to support your clients. Beneath your fingers you felt the impressive muscle he had, in spite of appearing relatively lean, the muscle tone of his torso was quite defined. You imagined it had to be in order for him to fight villains and hold himself aloft while flying.

“I know it’s a difficult thing to hear. Your wings take you everywhere, I’m sure. But this won’t last forever, okay?” Something about your voice was so soothing to his fried nerves. But you’d never know because of how cool and composed he made himself appear.

“You don’t mind?” Hawks felt his anxiety dissolve when he thought about getting to see you next. It was a strange feeling, but he knew he could trust you. Those pretty eyes of yours really spoke volumes.

“Of course not. Now let’s get you taped up and on your way. I’m sure you’re exhausted, no doubt whatever broke your wing has you worn out.”

“Heh you can say that again.” There it was, his suave and too-cool demeanor. But you didn’t mind it. You were sure it was just a front he was used to keeping up. After all, you were just a civilian and he couldn’t afford to let anyone know just how weak he was.

You managed to tape and place Hawks’ wing in a makeshift splint. He refused any medication but you could tell by the way he white knuckled the table that he was in pain. A majority of the time, your patients were under anesthesia when setting broken bones. So you had to be careful this time about how heavy handed you were. By the time you were finished, you had less than 10 minutes to get him out the door before your techs and kennel attendants showed up for work.

“Come see me in a week. We’ll take more xrays and make any adjustments if you need them. Try to keep the splint dry, and rest. I mean it, Hawks.”

“Alright, Doc. I’ll be a good little bird just for you.” The winged hero winked at you as he slipped out the back door. You felt your heart leap into your throat and cheeks burn up as a result. Just as he disappeared, you heard the sounds of your employees coming in and quickly closed the door and composed yourself.

“Morning, Doc!” One of them said as you appeared in the exam area. You smiled and waved, reaching into the pocket of your white coat with your other hand. Something was in there. You looked inside and saw red. A feather. Unbeknownst to you, Hawks had slipped one of his feathers into your pocket. You couldn’t fathom why, but you felt a strange sense of comfort when you ran the tip of your finger along the center spine. It quivered when you did so.

“Ungh...” In an alley a block away, Hawks had to brace a brick wall with one hand. His insides trembled as he sensed you touching his feather. Even he didn’t know why he left one with you. But the thought of parting made him remarkably...sad?

“Get it together, Keigo...” He muttered to himself, shaking his head and continuing back home. It would be a long 6 weeks out of the sky, but at least he’d be able to see you.

A/N: This was longer than I anticipated omg. Does anyone think I should continue?

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