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noritaro · 2 years
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i dont fucking know
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sthavoc · 29 days
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Hi bestieeee, can I request something cute ? It could be short if you like.
You never call Enzo by his name he is used to hearing “mi amor” or whatever you like but when you say his name for something he’s like the confused pikachu meme like what did I do wrong? Who you talking to cuz that ain’t me I’m the love of your life future father of your children EXCUSE YOUUU TREAT ME WITH SOME RESPECT.
Thank you !! 💖
*๑՞ 🍏 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐓 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐘 𝐌𝐘 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 | ENZO VOGRINCIC
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·˚ ༘ pairing: enzo x fem!reader
·˚ ༘ summary: you decide to pull a little prank on your boyfriend, wanting to see his reaction to you calling him by his name.
·˚ ༘ warnings: I believe it’s only fluff (if not i’m sorry)
·˚ ༘ note: guys i’m finally on spring break!! I can write more fics now! this one is a small blurb <3 i’m sorry if there’s any grammar mistakes.
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The times you’ve called Enzo by his name could be counted. Those few moments could be times when the two of you would either fight or be on serious topics. Apart from that, his name wouldn't be a part of your daily vocabulary around him, or on the list of names you were used on calling him.
But today, you decided to see and test the waters. What would his reaction be to you randomly calling him by his name? Right now both of you found yourselves in the kitchen after you guys had gotten back home from doing your grocery shopping.
You thought this was perfect timing for you to ask him for something.
“¿Enzo, me pasas las manzanas por favor?” And there was his reaction. You tried to ignore it, but the facial expressions he had were difficult to dismiss. Your lips quivered from trying your best not to break character, you even had to seal them completely.
“¿Cómo me llamaste?” He spoke with confusion and astonishment in his tone. You never looked up from what you were doing and continued to put the groceries away.
“¿De qué hablas?” You followed along. The smallest of smiles broke from your lips when your back faced him and he wasn’t able to see any sign of facial expressions on your face.
“Me llamaste Enzo.” He sets both palms on the cold stone of the kitchen counter, his knuckles bending with the action. By this moment you had turned towards him again but continued to move.
“Pero si así te llamas amor.” You played dumb.
“No, no—” He points with his index before making his lips damped with his tongue. “Para vos yo soy tu “mi amor”, futuro marido, el padre de tus futuros hijos, el amor de tu vida.” You were trying your very best not to laugh right now. He appeared offended from hearing his name coming out of your lips.
You couldn't hide the smile on your lips, and he realized it. The crease that formed between his brows hadn't missed the way your cheeks grew for the smile. Which was when he asked—
“¿Por que sonreís?” he continued to look annoyed as you continued to smile.
You shook your head trying to cover your smile, but you were failing to. “Era una bromita amor.”
A smirk appeared on his lips, where he stuck his tongue inside his lower lip with a small shake of the head. “Ah ¿una bromita eh?” He copies. He had walked closer to you, his hands had found its way to your waist. “Pues tus bromitas me van a dar algo chiquita. Pero todo lo que dije es verdad eh.” He points.
“Lo se, y lo siento.” you whisper genuinely. Your eyes looked up at him while you continued to share your smile.
His index finger and thumb rested on your chin while the lack of space stayed between the two before he leaned in to share a gentle kiss. A kiss from which you were able to hear the smooch after you both pulled away.
“respeto, nena.” He said.
And you knew that the man meant for you to have respect for him, on knowing how to call him. It was mostly banter, but he did prefer for you to call him any cute pet name than his name. A million times.
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xjulixred45x · 6 months
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I was watching Coraline and out of nowhere this idea came to me...
Platonic yandere! Kenjaku for Geto's child.
like, Geto had a child with Reader (anyone) and everything was happiness in a certain way, Geto and Reader loved and cared a lot about their baby, and the family loved them, they taught them the "proper" way of seeing the world, everything was fine until the events of the JJK0 Movie. Geto dies, Reader may even suffer the same fate.
and poor (child's name) is devastated, but they is taken care of by Mimiko and Nanako (their dear older sisters) and everything goes WELL, not great, but good.
but then Kenjaku possesses Geto's body. Consequently, he finds out about the existence of (child name), and since the child could inherit Geto's cursed ritual, he decides to see if this is the case to see if it is worth it.
What he didn't expect was to start to care in some way about the child, maybe it was because of Geto's body, but he definitely started to have some interest in the child apart from their possible usefulness.
stalking them became a normal ritual for him, in a way taking note of certain "important aspects" that he said would help him if the child came under his wing (which was really just making sure the child ate well or if they was physically healthy), things they were allergic to, he even searched Geto's memory for things they liked and didn't like, all to have a profile of the child.
So, when Mimiko and Nanako appear to him, he KNOWS that (child's name) is nearby, and decides to take the chance. He disappears in front of them and they quickly realize what he was trying to do and go to look for (child's name). but when they find them, they are running straight to their ""father"" and Kenjaku says goodbye to the twins with his shit-eating smile.
The girls yell at (child's name) something, but they're is so happy and glad that somehow their father is alive after a year of anguish, but then they realizes something, the way he hugs them, how he refers to them, and when they look at him and see THAT scar...they realize that they made a big mistake.
that THING is not their father....
Kenjaku is still smiling, but he is in "character" and asks them if they are not happy, but they turn away (or try to) and say the OBVIOUS...he is not their father.
Now, what does this have to do with Coraline? well, precisely the scene in which the other mother transforms for the first time.
Something similar would happen with (child's name) and Kenjaku, who continues to treat them as if they were father and child, introduces them as such to Mahito, Jogo, Hanami and Choso, talks to them like Geto used to do, makes them participate in the games he has with his colleagues, etc.
and (child's name) IS FED UP. Fed up with this man-thing holding them against their will, using the body of their ACTUAL FATHER, ripping them away from the twins and the Family that REALLY loved them, and they feels this is a twisted game for Kenjaku.
So he goes and tells him exactly that, that they are FED UP OF HIM, that they want HIM TO LET THEM LET GO, THAT THEY WANT TO RETURN TO THE TWINS AND THEIR REAL FAMILY.
Now, even after everything, they were never "mean" to Kenjaku, mostly out of fear and uncertainty of the situation, so Kenjaku is a little shocked by this change of attitude, but he's definitely a little irritated that make HIM look like the bad guy when it was THEY who ran into his arms (manipulation there, eh, manipulation).
So he gets more serious, and tells (child's name) that "That's no way to talk to your FATHER."
And (child's name) is like "YOU'RE. NOT...MY. FATHER"
(Mahito, Jogo and Hanami look like a surprised pikachu)
AND KENJAKU "APOLOGIZE....AT ONCE...(Child's name)"
"NO"
Kenjaku is losing his patience, and although he loves (child's name) very much (something like that) he stops, stands in front of them and gives them one LAST CHANCE to apologize for their lack of respect.
"I'm going to give you up to the count of THREE"
"ONE..."
"...TWO..."
"....THREE-"
and using his Curse Manipulation, he throws (Child name) a bunch of small curses that while "harmless" are definitely terrifying. The poor child is screaming and crying in horror and Kenjaku leaves them like that for a while so that they can "learn to be a good child"
and when he decides they have had enough, he destroys the curses that tormented them and returns to his normal patient self. When (child's name) goes to him, all scartched, they lets out an almost inaudible "I'm sorry" and Kenjaku just gives them a Headpat and tells them that "we all tend to have bad mood days" and gives them a cookie.
(bastard).
(I also imagine he uses gravity manipulation to make (child's name) go directly to him, or force them to come and give him a hug.)
I imagine that Mimiko and Nanako are constantly not only trying to kill Kenjaku, but also to find out where he is holding (child's name) captive and save them (let's pretend they don't die, please) along with the family.
I think they would only have a chance in the Shibuya arc, when the twins go to claim him for Geto's body, they also claim him for (Child's name), but obviously Kenjaku doesn't comply with either of them.
but fortunately since Dagon is killed, (Child's name) manages to get out to the outside world, asking for help from whoever, that is, Nanami, Maki and Naobito... until Jogo roasts them and tries to grab them.
(Child's name) runs away, but Jogo is hot on their heels, fortunately they manages to run into the twins and SUKUNA (they is not so lucky, the Twins survive! With horrible scars that Sukuna left, but survive).
While Jogo and Sukuna fight, the Twins take (Child's name) away, happy to see them safe and sound again.
although of course, when Kenjaku realizes it, he won't be happy at all.....
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(^his live reaction when he found out that (Child's name) run away)
NEXT PART
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2023 TUMBLR LITTLEST MEOW MEOW SEMI-FINALS: ROCKETINATOR
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WE'VE FINALLY MADE IT! DESPITE THAT MEDDLESOME PLATYPUS AND TROUBLESOME PIKACHU WE ARE FINALLY IN THE SEMI-FINALS! IN ONE CORNER WE HAVE THE MAN THE MYTH THE LEGEND, THE LAWYERNATOR, THE GOTH GIRL FAIL FATHER, SAD SCIENTIST HIMSELF -- DOCTOR HEINZ DOOFENSHMIRTZ HERE TO TEST OUT HIS FINALINATOR, YOU SEE IN ALL STARTED WHEN HE WAS A CHILD -- YOU SEE HIS FATHER ALWAYS LOVED THE TRADITIONAL TRADITION OF MARCH MADDNESS, OF COURSE BACK THEN THERE WAS NO TELEVISED GAMES SO THE PEOPLE OF GIMMELSHTUMP COULD ONLY MAKE BRACKETS BASED ON THE LOCAL CHILDREN'S BASKET BALL LEAGUE, BUT HEINZ WAS NEVER GOOD ENOUGH TO PLAY, AND WAS ALWAYS PICKED TO BE THE BASKET --- IRONICALLY THIS ACTUALLY MADE HIS FATHER PROUD BECAUSE IT MEANT HIS SON WAS FINALLY PARTICIPATING IN A BELOVED AND HONORABLE TRADITION, UNTIL HE DROPPED THE BALLL.
LITERALLY, CAUSING THEIR TEAM TO LOSE A POINT IN THE PLAY-OFFS, RUINING HIS FATHER'S OTHERWISE PERFECT BRACKET. SINCE THAT DAY HEINZ HAS VOWED HE WOULD NEVER LET A BRACKET SHAME HIM AGAIN!
AND IDK GIOVANNI SAID HE WAS GONNA CUT OFF JAMES' PENIS IF HE LOST ANOTHER BRACKET OR SOMETHING
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explosionkatsu · 1 year
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"Age doesn't matter" 12
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Dad!Bakugo x F!Babysitter!Teacher!Reader
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But before Katsuki could close the gap,
“I’m here! With the gang- “
Katsuki immediately pulled away causing him to slip and fall flat on the floor while Y/n, who just quickly turned around and acted as if nothing happened, completely ignoring Katsuki.
Y/n knew how precious Katsuki took care of his image especially in front of his friends, so she threw a wet rag on the floor beside him making it look like as if he’s wiping the floor.
“Heyaa kiddooo!” Denki beamed almost jumping at Kazui.
Eijiro who was smiling while looking around followed by Sero and Mina.
“Hey kid, where’s your dad?” Eijiro said as he ruffles Kazui’s head who smiled up at him while Sero shut the door behind.
“Papa is with Ms. Y/n in the kitchen.” Kazui giggled as Denki picked him up.
“Oho, a woman.” Mina playfully said nudging Sero who grinned.
“I think I heard her name before.” Denki grinned carrying Kazui in his arms.
“How have you been, Zuiiii.” Mina grinned as she squishes Kazui’s cheeks.
“Haha alright, enough of that.” Eijiro shakes his head as he makes his way to the kitchen where he found Katsuki seemingly wiping the floor while you are washing the dishes. Both red?
“Heya guys?” Eijiro said confusedly as he approaches them.
“Who fucking said you could just barge in, hah!” Katsuki stood up, being careful not to slide again as he held the wet rag.
“Hahaha whoah, calm down.” Eijiro chuckled. “Hey there Y/n!” He waved.
Y/n only nods at him, face still red as Eijiro watches her.
Suspicious.
“Oi don’t ignore me! Pikachu! Put Kazui down!”
..
“So, you’re the teacher Eijiro has been talking about.” Mina giggled beside you while she held both your hands.
She’s interesting, you thought.
“You’re cute.” Denki winked as he was about to pick another french fries from the bowl on the coffee table. “You single?” HE asked before popping the fries in his mouth.
“Oi.” Katsuki growled, “Back the fuck off.”
“Calm down man, you don’t have to be so possessive” Eijiro put a hand in front of Katsuki who was about to beat the shit out of Denki.
“Maybe they’re dating.” Sero snickered and took a gulp of his drink. “Let her another though.” Sero smirked.
“Guys stop it hahaha.” Eijiro laughed still holding the angry Katsuki.
Y/n just sweat dropped. So, these are his friends. His trusted one.
“Ms. Y/n, I want juice.”
Y/n was brought out from her thought when she felt Kazui tug her shirt. “Of course, sweetie.”
What Y/n didn’t know was this action was being watched.
She excused herself from the group and guided Kazui way to the kitchen where let him open the fridge where his juices were. “Here!” Kazui jumped happily.
“Mhm, I wonder.” Y/n faked thinking making Kazui look at her. “Did anyone forget to offer his juice? I remember teaching about sharing.” Y/n’s lips turned into a small smirk as she watched Kazui look down on his juice. Unexpectedly, Kazui ran from the kitchen to where his uncles and aunt were. He stood by Eijiro’s seat first before tugging his shirt, trying to get his attention.
“Unlce Kiri. Do you want some orange juice?” Kazui asked while holding the juice in his hand.
Eijiro smiled at this. “Sure buddy!”
Kazui took Eijiro’s hand and placed the cold juice box on it before running back to the kitchen leaving the chuckling Eijiro.
When Kazui came back, he was holding two juice boxes with both his hands and this time, asked Mina and Sero. Both adults giggled about how adorable Kazui was. After placing the juice boxes in their hands, Kazui then again ran to the kitchen and offered Denki who hugged him and accepted the beverage. This went unnoticed by Katsuki who was sitting confusedly whilst keeping an eye on his kid who’s sharing his drink.
“Oi.” Katsuki called out.
“Papa, do you want one?” Kazui was fumbling his fingers as he asked his father. When he heard him say sure, Kazui went to the kitchen where Y/n was just waiting for him all the time. Before he could open the fridge, he was stopped by Y/n.
“Kazui-chan. You’re all out of juices.” Y/n said sadly as she kneels to Kazui’s height holding his juice.
“B-but. P-papa..” Kazui’s lips started quivering. He wanted to share with his father as well but now it seems impossible. “I-I can give him mine.”
Y/n smiled at this. “Are you sure?” She asked.
Kazui nodded enthusiastically as we wiped his tears away. He asked Y/n for his juice, who gave it to him and watched Kazui run to the living room again.
“Papa..” Kazui called out, catching Katsuki’s attention.
“What is it?” Katsuki picked Kazui up and sat him on his lap.
“This is my juice.” Kazui pouted “I’m giving you mine because I wanted to share.” Kazui looked at his father as he held out his hands holding the juice box.
Katsuki’s heart melted at this. Of course, he won’t show it. “You can have it.” Katsuki said ruffling Kazui’s hair.
“But what about you?” Kazui asked looking up at his father.
“I’ll buy my own.” Katsuki said.
Kazui poked his juice box with the straw and offered it to Katsuki who blinked at it. Shaking his head, he took a few sips. “There, better?” He asked Kazui who responded nodding his head.
Y/n emerges from the kitchen right on time to witness the father and son interaction. She smiled at this.
Kazui wriggled out from his father’s grasp and made his way to Y/n.
The group was now watching him. “Ms. Y/n, you too!” Kazui said holding his juice upward, trying to reach Y/n’s height.
Denki and Mina almost spilled their juices, Eijiro covered his mouth and Sero was hiding his laughter.
Katsuki was red though as he kept his eyes on them.
“A-ah. N-no. I’m fine.” Y/n tried refusing Kazui.
“Please!!” Kazui insisted.
Y/n only sighed. With a shaking hand, she tucked her hair to her ear as she leaned down and placed the straw in her lips, and took a small sip before straightening up, smiling at Kazui as she tried to hide her red face. “There!”
An indirect kiss.
Is what Katsuki thought as he looked away, trying to hide his now reddening face.
..
“Don’t fucking barged in next time!” Katsuki slammed the door shut.
Mina, Denki and Sero left since they all still have hero duties tomorrow. Eijiro decided to stay behind though.
“The fuck you want now.” Katsuki said as he sat on the sofa in front of Eijiro who was playing with Kazui.
“Language bro.” Ejiro frowned but smiled anyway. “Kazui, can go with Ms. Y/n for now? Your dad and I need to talk about something. We’ll play later, okay?”
Kazui nodded and sat beside Y/n who was preparing everyone a snack at the dining table.
“I just wanted to apologize in person, because. Ya know.” Eijiro scratched the back of his head.
Katsuki wasn’t even looking at Eijiro as he spoke.
“It’s not my problem. Not a matter I should be concerned about but I-“
“You’re a good friend. Eijiro.” Katsuki looked at Eijiro who was stunned by his tone of voice.
“W-what?”
“I have to admit.” Katsuki started looking away. “I would keep running away from this problem. I couldn’t handle it.” Katsuki then turns his gaze to Kazui. He was laughing because of something you said. “I couldn’t let Kazui know even though I know he deserves to know this.” He scowled. “He doesn’t deserve to know what kind of a mother he has.”
“But he still needs to know. After all-“
“I know, I know. You don’t have to tell me.” Katsuki tsked.
“What would you do now, then?” Eijiro said sitting down as he looked at Kazui. “Now that you’re officially a single dad.”
Once he heard this Katsuki looked at you.
He knows what to do but doesn’t know where to begin. He needs to be certain of it first.
..
I'll try updating as soon as I can! For now, part 12 is here! Enjoooy!
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r0-boat · 7 months
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MAybe some fluff sfw headcannons for Submas if s/o was expecting twins? Together or separate are both fine
Absolutely!
Submas Twins their partner expecting twins
Cw: babies,pregnancy, s/o is expecting babies lots of new parent fun.
Ingo
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You know one of those parents who immediately color assigns children? Yes thats him. Everything they get has to be in the color assigned to them it's not to tell them apart no he could tell them apart easily he was a twin once before he knows the small little differences having his two little babies in their different color PJs make them look like a package deal. Because they are! Do not separate! Ingo was already a little nut for color coding you remember him having a multicolor pen when he would write notes down but now it just takes it to a whole another level.
Ingo is in new parent mode his rose tinted glasses are bright red everyday he has that soft kitten Smile as he can't take your hand off your tummy. The twins your future children his future children is all he talks about. Once he opens his mouth everyone knows that the next words coming out is going to be about as pregnant partner.
If you want to be involved with Planning and Building the nursery you better be on it because Ingo will be too excited and accidentally start without you. It's nice that your husband the father of your children is so excited but you're also just as excited.
Emmet
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Words cannot express the excitement he feels the man is practically vibrating. Two babies for the price of one! Instead of color codes like his brother he assigns little Pokemon they don't have any joystick or Venipede onesies. I guess he'll have to stick with Eevee and Pikachu for now while he calls up an old friend, one of the many perks of being friends with a celebrity Fashionista. Emmet fuck with his friends and family think thinks about dressing up his future little children in the same things because he thinks it's funny.
Online he read somewhere that carrying twins means you're extra susceptible to all kinds of things that could happen when you're pregnant which scared him shitless. Emmet becomes extra protective. He will not I repeat will not let you do things that he thinks are dangerous! At first it does feel nice when you don't have to lift a finger. You're happy that your husband is taking the time to research however you don't want poor Emmet to be drenched in anxiety for the next 9 months.
Ingo always has a hand on you but Emmet oh man he is all over you I mean your husband was normally very cuddly but this he's practically attached to your leg he does not leave your side. Every hour asking if you need anything anything at all.
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wifeofnozelsilva · 2 years
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How'd they react to their S/O telling them they are pregnant HC
Pairings: William × F! Reader, Fuegoleon × F!reader, Nozel × F!reader
Warnings: None
William Vangeance
This man would just look at his S/O for almost 2 minutes with wide eyes
He'll then look at his S/O's belly, finally sensing a tiny amount of mana that was radiating from it
With that, tears would start to fall down his eyes and hugs his S/O♡
Please, this man is so precious (இдஇ; )
He would pepper his S/O with kisses on their face, holding their face with gentleness, and repeatedly muttering thank yous and iloveyous to them ૧(ꂹີωꂹີૂ)
He wouldn't stop crying (´༎ຶ ͜ʖ ༎ຶ `)♡
"Thank you, thank you, thank you so much.. I love you so much."
Fuegoleon Vermillion
You know that Pikachu meme? Yeah. That was what he looked like when his S/O told him they are pregnant
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This right here👆
Once he snapped out of his trace, he would carry his S/O from their waist and spin them around like in those romance movies ʚ♡⃛ɞ(ू•ᴗ•ू❁)
He would be beaming with so much happiness(*´˘`*)♡
He would kiss every, and I mean EVERY spot of his S/O's face with so much love♡♡
Then he would kneel down to the ground, his face facing his S/O's belly
He'll first kiss their belly and talks to the baby ❀(*´▽`*)❀
"Thank you, my love. I swear in the Vermillion name, I WILL take care of you and our baby."
Nozel Silva
He have 3 younger siblings
And he was all there with his mother when he realized that she was pregnant
So he already knew that his S/O is pregnant before they could even tell him
Smart man✧(。•̀ᴗ-)✧
When his S/O told him they were pregnant, his reply was "I already knew from the beginning, dear. "
Let's go back in time for a bit
The moment he realized you were pregnant, he felt so relieved that you weren't sick or have any disease. But he also felt happy and he was scared
He was scared that maybe, he might treat his child like how he used to treat Noelle (。•́︿•̀。)
But those thoughts were pushed away when he kept repeating to himself that he is changed man
With that, he started to feel happy and grateful that he's going to be a father ꉂ(ˊᗜˋ*)♡
He would pull his S/O into a hug, his hold on them was gentle and secured
He'll kiss his S/O's forehead and would look into their eyes with so much love. (*´︶`*)ฅ♡
"I swear to you, Dear, that I would love this child with all of my heart."
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greycaelum · 1 year
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Hi Grey! When Reader met Gojo clan it is not a good meeting, how about the day when Gojo met Reader’s family?
Kaleidoscope Series—Clouds and Mochi Chapters: { Normal }
—Gojo Satoru X Reader
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𑁍 Synopsis:
You glance at Satoru, his nervous look replaced with a relieved one as well. Your man looks like he just won the grand prize in the arcade. But it faded when your Dad cleared his throat, silencing everyone at the table.
"Mnn, which team are you?" He glared at Satoru who have gone pale once again.
"Sir?" ... Satoru's face has gone Pikachu.
"Team. Which team are you?"
"He means baseball." You supplied at his confused brain.
𑁍 Genre: fluff, domesticity, family
𑁍 CW/TW: (2.5k)— Satoru, and Y/n being sleep-deprived, slight cursing, and Satoru being a nice kitty to your dad
𑁍 A/N: Merry Christmas! I hope y'all keeping we arm in this cold days~
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Satoru wants to meet your parents, and it was an interesting afternoon.
"Remember Hikaru-kun? Your childhood best friend. He came home for a short vacation. He's grown to be such a charming man." Your Mom happily chattered over the phone. "I was surprised to know he established his own company. Could you believe that? He's just 24 years old."
"He's always been a smart kid." You shrug, a blurry memory of this childhood friend you don't remember playing much with. Nonetheless, that's a great thing. Being successful at such a young age. "Send my regards to him Mom." You took a taste of the curry you're making
You heard your mother sigh.
"Someday, if you're gonna get a person to marry, I'd rather have you a normal man Y/n. You don't need to go after those rich men who have too much money to spend for a lifetime. A man with a job enough to feed you and finance a good life is enough."
"Mom!" You laughed at the sudden switch of her topic.
"What? It's true. Even your father agrees with me." You heard a grumble from the phone, probably your father being glared at by your mother to agree. "A man who can treat you right, and provide is more than enough. What would you do with the money if he cannot have time for you?"
"I know Mom." You turned the stove off and checked the rice cooker.
Great! Dinner is ready, all that's left is to wait for Satoru.
"You have to bring home the guy when you find one, okay? Your Dad and I are looking forward to it!"
"Sure." You helplessly smiled at her insistence. Your friends' parents would usually say the opposite. But your mother has a good point.
Bringing Satoru over... well, after that sudden remarks from your mother you're starting to doubt the resolution you built to have your boyfriend meet your parents. Satoru is quite the opposite of her aspiration of a guy for you. It would be unfair on Satoru's part if you ask him to act like a 'normal citizen'.
She said her goodbyes after one last reminder and that left you to sit and wait on the counter stool. It's still early, Satoru will be home in an hour or two. You look up from your phone and froze at the man leaning on the kitchen door frame.
Brooding eyes staring at you with his arms crossed. Uh-oh...
"Aren't you bringing me over?"
"'Toru, welcome home!" You easily brush off the surprise and jump off the kitchen stool, padding in his direction and throwing your arms around him for a hug. "You already showered." You inhaled the menthol scent of his shower gel accompanied by aftershave. The faint redness from shaving his jaws was still visible even as he just his lips down for a pout.
"When are you gonna take me to meet Mom and Dad?"
Mom and Dad? You look at him between laugh and frown.
"Soon." After I explain to them...
"Baby!" He whined, throwing his arms around you, pouting and huffing. "You're not proud of me huh?"
"That's not the reason 'Toru." You sighed, turning around to cup his cheeks.
"Is it because I'm not normal?" His shoulders visibly tensed, turning to hide his face in your neck, enveloping you in his tight hug.
"Silly, 'Toru." The last thing you need is to make him feel inadequate. You struggled to gather his face, his lower lip jutting down as he avoids your gaze. "Look, give me just few days, I promise I'm gonna take you to see them. No secrets this time. Okay?" Leaning forward you give the tip of his nose a small peck, hoping it would appease him.
You're sure your Mom and Dad would change their mind when they see Satoru and his intentions with you.
"Mnn, 'kay." He hummed, pulling you for another hug.
It's Saturday dusk. Your hand laced around Satoru's rough ones, a layer of his Infinity naturally clung to you against the busy Tokyo crowd. It's a normal occurrence for Satoru to have you in his weekend work also being your date time. And you're both now on your way to grab dinner before going he brings you home.
"I think there's a festival." Satoru draped his arm over your shoulder, pulling you closer to his side to protect you from the crowd colliding over your shoulders. "Do you want some cotton candy?"
"Just say that you want to eat some."
He laughed, pinching your cheeks. But nonetheless, you nod with a smile. Your boyfriend's sweet tooth rubbed on you over time.
"Which one do you want?" Satoru turned to you to choose from the different cotton candy colors.
"The blue on please."
Satoru paid for it while you peek at the nearby takoyaki stall.
"Y/n?"
Someone's calling you. You roam your head in the crowd.
"See I told you it's her. Y/n!"
You turned and saw your parents waving at you.
Fuck
"Don't run around like that Baby, I thought I lost you for a second. Mnn, what's wrong?"
Agh! Double fuck!
Here you are, twirling your straw on the iced tea with your parents looking at you and Satoru back and forth. It's certainly not the first time they met, Satoru already met them at your graduation but apart from asking if he could take you out, there was nothing more.
"So are you two..." Your mother trailed down, her eyes wandering to Satoru, with his hand holding yours, despite the thin sheet of sweat forming on his palm. "Are you two, dating?"
His shoulders visibly straightened, and the constant bobbing of his throat was as if he was having a hard time swallowing whatever it is stuck in his throat.
Your father grunted from the side. Raking a good look at Satoru who has switched his bandages to his sunglass. Clearly, your old man is not impressed.
"Yes, Ma'am."
You Mom made an 'oh' face and smiled. A smile that you don't trust.
"So... what's your job? Gojo-kun?"
And there it goes. You trust Satoru alright, but he does say random things out of the blue that jeopardizes the situation.
"I'm working as a teacher in a technical school in Tokyo."
An unlicensed one at that too. You bit your tongue. Squeezing his hand to give moral support to your man. He squeezes back, rubbing your knuckles with his thumb, assuring you in his small gesture.
Your Mom looks brighter. That fits in her 'normal' category of prospect for you.
"How about your family Gojo-kun? Are you an only child?"
"Ma, that's a sensitive question." You stop sipping your iced tea and frown.
But there are that soft circles, rubbing your knuckles, calling your attention to calm down. Satoru kept his gaze straight on your mother and answered.
"My family is a little wider than the usual family tree, and we have a small family business—"
What the fuck is small? Gojo Clan basically monopolized the big three sorcerer families. You resist the urge to roll your eyes at his fatass lie.
"—I have a sister. But she's studying as an exchange student so we don't see each other that much."
Your Mother nod, quite satisfied with her interview-like questions.
You glance at Satoru, his nervous look replaced with a relieved one. Your man looks like he just won the grand prize in the arcade. But it faded when your Dad cleared his throat, silencing everyone at the table.
"Mnn, which team are you?" He glared at Satoru who have gone pale once again.
"Sir?" ... Satoru's face has gone Pikachu.
"Team. Which team are you?"
"He means baseball." You supplied at his confused brain.
"Oh! Yomiuri Giants... Sir." He almost stuttered under the scrutinizing glare of your Dad. What if your Dad is a Hanshin Tiger's fan?! He will hate him!
"Come to the house tomorrow." Your father grunted and tug your Mom who was staring at you, making some hand signals she will call you later. Only when they left your vision did you let out a long sigh.
"Your Dad hates me." Satoru has never felt so dejected in his existence.
"I also don't know." You finally broke the poor man's last string of hope.
"He. Hates. Me?!" 
"Stop shaking me!"
Thinking about it it's not like your Dad spat vitriol on Satoru. It's just that he also didn't look like he was convinced. Satoru has been silent since you went home. You've never seen him this bothered. Agitated, and restless. Sitting on the kitchen counter stool, he's been staring, absentmindedly at the wall.
"Get your ass over here." You rolled your eyes. "I made hot cocoa." That one didn't need much convincing.
Soon you're enveloped in his arms, a thick quilt covering the two of you while sipping some hot cocoa. His calloused fingertips, occasionally rub the back of your hand when you took too long before giving him a sip. A part of you is confident your parents would understand. Even if they knew the truth... that Satoru is not the conventional man they idealized for you, they'll still accept your decision.
Your heart has never been this peaceful even if he's a walking disaster.
"I want your parents to like me." Out of nowhere, he mumbled. A mumbling Satoru is a common thing when the two of you huddle on the couch.
"They'll do." You hummed and close your eyes, leaning your head back to his shoulders. "After all, I'm not planning on switching you for anyone anytime soon."
He huffs, making you smile knowing he's already pouting. Telling you he's up to talk about it more.
"I want them to like me for you." Satoru shrug. "Y'know, like treat me how they'd treat a son too."
"Why? You planning to be my adopted brother?" You quirk an amused brow and Satoru rolls his eyes. His thumb, drew circles over the back of your hand, resuming the cozy silence until you both finish the mug of cocoa and went to bed.
The next afternoon, you rang the doorbell of your parent's house.
"Oh! They're here. Come in, we've been waiting for you." Your Mother announced your arrival and your Father grumbles in the background.
You can't hide the budding smile on your lips when you see your father, brooding by the stove but he's cooking a special dish. Something your mother asked in the chat yesterday.
"You should stay for a sleepover, we're going home tomorrow." Your Mother smiled, especially in Satoru's direction. "The both of you."
But Satoru has to go to work. No man is available to fill in Satoru's place, much more there are not many people to ask that favor anyway.
"I could stay over but Satoru has work later afternoon."
A hand intertwined with yours squeezing it. Satoru intervened.
"If you'd have me, I'll stay Ma'am, Sir."
"Of course! Of course!"
Your Father quietly puts the bowl on the table and crosses his arms, staring at Satoru. Your poke his side, nudging a bowl to his side while you also get yours. Ladling for him and for you.
Satoru sat there, a little confused but a glint in his eyes sparkled as he brought the spoon to his mouth.
"How is it?" Your Father asked in a gruff tone.
You can't help but giggle. Your father can be a tsundere at times, even having your mother text you to ask what Satoru's favorite dish is.
"If Y/n doesn't cook this, your cooking would be the closest I've ever had to my childhood." A small smile bloomed on Satoru's lips, followed by a wide boyish grin.
Your Father cleared his throat, nodding his head, evading your knowing smirk. He's so easy to please.
"How long have you and Y/n met?"
The lunch started with the talk of how you and Satoru started. Your mother is the best at remembering your embarrassing moments as a kid but forgetting to brag about your formal achievements.
You could already see that little horns in Satoru's head to tease you when you get home.
"He's a good man." Your mother hummed, watching your father and Satoru play catch ball in the backyard, the two of them talking but you cannot hear it.
"Oh, you don't know what a menace he could be." You shook your head.
Your Father laughed with his hands by his waist and Satoru rolled on the grass clutching his stomach in a fit of laughter too.
"But yeah, he is."
Your mother smiled. It doesn't take long for you to get sleepy, with a full stomach and the relief that Satoru is getting along with your family, it was enough to lull you into a peaceful afternoon nap.
Satoru found you in that state—sleeping on the living room couch while your mother is reading some novel.
"She's asleep. You should go freshen up first."
"I didn't bring any shirt with me, Ma'am."
"I'll bring you a fresh set, and you're my daughter's boyfriend it's weird for you to keep calling me Ma'am and my husband Sir."
"Auntie then. Thank you."
It was only in the bath did it sink into him he's gonna spend the night together with your parents. It's like the sleepover he's never had!
Dressed in his fresh shirt and sweatpants, you're still sleeping and he can't see your Mom and Dad anywhere. You look cozy and vulnerable and it's making him sleepy too.
A little nap won't hurt...
Getting into the covers without disturbing you is easy, he's so used to it that he doesn't break a sweat in turning you over to cuddle into his chest.
Your Dad found the two of you in that position. Sleeping soundly, cuddling each other for warmth and neither of the two of you notices the soft weight of a blanket draping over you until you wake up at the scent of dinner.
"I'll see you next time. Don't forget to wear thicker clothes it's cold."
You hug her and said yes to the remaining reminders. Satoru also hug her, thanking her for the wonderful day off he had.
It was your father's turn.
"Take care Dad. Don't forget to say hi to grandaunt for me."
"I'll tell her. And visit home when you're on vacation." He rumbled, glancing in Satoru's direction. "Bring Satoru with you."
You nod, smiling ear to ear. The boarding announcement to the train rang out and they got in, waving the two of you one last goodbye.
"Bye Mom and Dad!"
Next thing you realize you're engulfed in a tight hug and Satoru's laughing.
"See I told you. They'd like you."
A wide grin is on his lips as you both walk out of the station, Satoru's arms draped over your shoulder.
"Hmmm, you gotta bring me home soon Baby." He whispered and bit your ear making you yelp and hit his chest
Pretty normal Satoru, cheeky and the ball of menace that he is.
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uh-oh-its-bird · 7 days
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Fuck ok, gather 'round it's time for another fic idea spinning off of a crumb from my last post ab time traveling team Ro into founders era:
Summary:
Fact 1; Kakashi is now 3 weeks the last living Hatake.
Fact 2; Tobirama Senju, according to dusty old scrolls Kakashi finds in his father's study, was apparently half Hatake himself.
Lonley and hurting, Kakashi grabs on to this fact with both hands and squeezes it so tight to his aching heart that his hands bleed.
Or, still processing his father's suicide, Konoha's favorite baby genius finds out he's distantly related to history's favorite baby genius and immediatly starts projecting to cope.
Digging through old journals, history books, Kakashi begins to try his own hand at the man's favorite past time; creating jutsu's. It's the both the hardest thing he's ever done and the most satisfying to date.
Ft.
1) Weirdly chill scene with Danzo (fuck that guy but hear me out) where he kinda looks at Kakashi and sees the hint of the shadow of the man who taught him. Not quite there yet, not fully, but crumbs of it. Enough to make him nostalgic, and enough to hand over an old journal that used to belong to Tobirama.
A calculated risk, he tells himself.
An unspoken challenge, both Danzo and Kakashi understand.
He wants to see how far Kakashi can go, finds himself almost eager to see how close he can come to the shadow of the man he seems so determined to chase.
(and if this side project temporarily distracts him for long enough that Orochimaru slips through his fingers, well, it's not like he knows it was this event specifically that caused that plan to fall through)
2) The fact that, both due to time and the Hatake clan's less than stellar reputation during the warring states era, Tobirama's Hatake ancestry got buried. Kakashi finding him on a dusty old family tree has ✨️political implications✨️ for Kakashi specifically. Ones he isn't all too interested in — unless it means he might be able to access things he otherwise wouldn't've.
Also just general fun surprised Pikachu faces from some people as an added bonus.
3) Kakashi becoming even more terrifying than he rightfully should be at that age !! Danzo pretty much handed him a missile and went "lmao good luck" with that journal! He should not have that! He's learning things! He is experimenting! Someone take the missile away from the baby before he learns how to make his own— oh fuck it's too late hes somehow made a nuke instead
4) Orochimaru poking Kakashi with a stick and vice versa. They are making baby genius <--> baby genius eye contact it's mildly concerning, Minato is concerned. Obito is jealous, he wishes the Snake Sannin would poke HIM with a stick
5) Kakashi bites someone. That's it that's the bullet point I just think he should get to bite someone is all.
And more !!! Im ngl I think I like Tobirama just existing in the fic as as an ever present shadow, super influential in just every single chapter but never actually present. But I won't lie if I'm giggling over the thought of Kakashi finding Edo Tensei and going ".... ok but what better way to figure out this new jutsu / seal than to ask the source directly."
Orochimaru would so help he's having too much fun with this to bother experimenting on children for Danzo. Don't talk to him rn he's having fun with corpses!! No not the corpses you asked him to have fun with, the other ones!
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muzwoom · 4 months
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Like deruth has to make the first step and i want the angst of them finding out it was an act before cale attempts to let the act go can you tell more?
YES DEFINITELY
So a lot of fics have cale making the first step to make amends with his family which honestly? Realistic. I have never in real life experienced a parent actually owning up to their mistakes and taking the first step to apologize and be better its always the (often teen or adult at that point) child who makes that first step in my experience
And i think in canon it would probably be og cale trying to make amends as well, so i honestly read fics like this happily anyway
But in an ideal world parents take responsibility for their actions and try to be better for their kids! While deruth obviously loves and cares for cale he shows it in a very roundabout way (like making his servants report on what cale has been up to). I imagine this is more normal in a noble household instead of a normal household. However theyve very obviously just been waiting for cale to get better on his own instead of actually doing anything, while not knowing that it would never stop bc its largely an act and cale acts like that on purpose to help his siblings and stepmom
Im rambling at this point so im just gonna outline what in my eyes would be the perfect progression for cale and deruths relationship (and by extension the rest of the henituse family):
- somethinh happens that makes deruth try to sort of talk to cale (fuck if i know what, maybe its a situation where cale regressed and got ancient powers and has been throwing up blood like krs!cale, maybe cale went to an event where he caught the attention of someone dangerous like adin)
- cale is like “what the fuck my father is actually talking to me. What does this mean”
- somehow after a while of deruth trying to be more of a parent, lily and basen taking this as a chance to try and get closer with cale, and cale just being confused and feeling like a fish out of water, they find out about him faking the trash behavior
- idk how, maybe he just hinted at some things being the way they are bc of reasons to lily or whatever not thinking much would come from it??
- but yea they find out and theyre *not* happy bc cale has been doing this self sacrificial self destructive act on his own for ten years now and they want him to actually be happy
- cale at hearing that goes shocked pikachu face
- “oh i care abt my family but i didnt expect them to care about me back” 💀
- he does NOT wanna let the trash act go bc he thinks if he stops the vassals will just be pieces of shit again and it also a deterrent against gossip abt his family in general (hes also a depressed little fuck who thinks he doesnt fit in with the family, who thinks he deserves the scorn a little and who likes some of the benefits the act gave him (he also doesnt rlly know who else to be hashtag identity crisis))
- family is determined tho bc their boy just spent 10 years being self destructive like this while hiding that he really loved them ALL THIS TIME and they wanna show him they wanna spend time with him and that they love him back
- shit can still get a little tense sometimes, just bc of the baggage between deruth and cale and also just bc recovery isnt lineair and in really bad situations like for example the vassals making a really shit move cale would def put himself in the line of fire in a heartbeat and do smth trashy again
- i would love to see eric wheelsmans face when he finds out cale was faking it this whole time, man has been trying to stage interventions and shit while cale was doing it on purpose
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neerons · 3 months
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I am extremely sorry, but do you think I'm psychic cause I think Caleb is fine??? 😭
Idk he just reminds me of Nanami from jjk 😭😭😭😭
Even tho there's no comparison cause my man Nanami is literally an angel ❤️,
I feel awful cause Caleb is horrible and extremely effed up😭 but why draw him finnnnnne tf 😭😭😭
You are officially banned from this blog for saying that. And how dare you compare him to Nanamin?!
NO I’M KIDDING, IKR?!! I thought the same thing 😭 I kept thinking he was good-looking and he does look like Nanami with those cheeks (the face ones, not the lower ones…), and am I the only one who finds his surprised pikachu face adorable?!
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I really love his eyes, but I’ll stop talking about them because it’ll remind me of Kei’s father’s eyes and I’ll cry 🥹
Knowing the context of his character, of course we all despise him!! There’s no doubt in that and no handsome face will save him from our hatred. But really, if he wasn’t such a horrific person he would’ve been such a catch for those noble ladies. He has good table manners too 🤣 I’ll stop talking about his table manners as well because it’ll remind me of-
Anyway… I’m kind of glad he’s handsome in a conventional way, he at least has that going on for him. I’m thankful because we were served Eric as an antagonist right before him, and let’s just say Eric didn’t feed us the same way with his looks 😂
(I need to stop making food analogies when I mention Caleb)
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pokemon-ash-aus · 10 months
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Indigo’s kids are stinkin’ adorable!
Could we have more facts about them?
Ahhhhhh i wanted to draw this but my motives TANKED so here are some itty bitty facts about all the kiddos!
Coral- Togepi Fusion (He/him)
-Middle Child! He was the 2nd one out of the shell and the second one to open his eyes!
-Biggest of the trio! Slightly larger than average in comparison but huge against his siblings.
- Anxiety, He's picked up on his father's danger sense, but because he's a Togepi fusion it doesnt work properly. As a Togekiss he gets a better handle on it.
- Constantly afraid he's doing something wrong, even if he ISNT doing anything wrong.
- Perfectionist, if one thing is out of place and he cant fix it, he will flop onto the floor and cry.
-An absolute Daddy's boy. All three of his dad's are very aware that he needs a lot of attention and love, and if something goes wrong, Coral is the snitch (anxiety helps them, not so much Coral)
-Indigo's nickname for him is Coco because "You're so sweet baby." and Coco wears it like a medal.
Rose, Happiny Fusion (He/They)
-The Baby of the trio! Can't get away with anything even if he is the youngest.
- Has constant nightmares, it's his premonition senses going off but warped beyond recognition. He never gets a handle on this, but his nightmares slow down.
-Can't sleep alone. Even as a fully grown Blissey. He wanrs to sleep wih Dad and no one is gonna stop him!
- Has no sense of taste. Constantly eating everything and anything he can get his hands on.
-Is the most romantically inclined of his siblings, but uses this force to try and match his siblings up with others as they grow.
-Is also the only one that can take hits like a tank. He's not good at dishing out pain but that's okay cause his siblings take that over.
-They also know the most healing moves of the entire family, surpassing even Indigo whose a paranoid nut.
-A little gremlin through and through, constantly causing trouble because no one would ever believe its him (too bad his older brother is a SNITCH)
-Has once trapped both his siblings in a box because he was mad.
-Rose's nickname is Rosebud because they will ALWAYS be Indigo's baby. Even when he's fully grown.
Punch, Buneary Fusion - (They/them)
-Punch is the oldest. First out and ifrst to open his eyes.
-Baby is the fluffiest of his family and needs to be sheared to avoid getting overheated. Indigo uses the wool to knit sweaters and toys for the kids. Punch is always so happy.
-They're also the one that takes pkaytime waaaaay too seriously.
-Indigo once handed them a buneary plush and Punch froze.
"What's the matter Pun?"
"Daddy, i cant be a parent, im only 2."
-Yeah, Punch is the one to constantly have Indigo keeling over laughing because their statements are so OUTRAGEOUS its too funny to NOT laugh.
-It is also the reason their nickname is Pun, little bap is too naturally funny.
-They are also the one to fight the Eevee pups CONSTANTLY.
-The Eevee's all know bite, and that hurts for Punch constantly.
-Doesnt stop them from trying to win.
-They have also fought the Pichu and Pikachu pinkies and often goes so far to try and beat up fully grown pokemon.
-When they loose, they wail to dad because "THEY BIT ME!"
"Yeah Pun, that's what happens when you pick a fight."
-Despite their name, Punch's kicks are POWERFUL
-They can knock out an unsuspecting person if Punch is mad enough.
-When they grow though, their punches WILL match the prowress of their legs.
-Very much a Glass Canon, cannot take a hit for the life of them but MAN does it hurt when they hit.
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alolanrain · 9 months
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Headcanon because depression just hit me like a truck, and I'm in desperate need of comfort rn:
Suddenly, and often without warning, the trauma hits Ash like an Extreme Speed attack, and he just ceases. All ability to function just stops. He goes numb, eyes dull and lifeless as tears occasionally spill and trickle down his cheeks.
Raihan knew what he signed up for when he became romantically involved with Ash. Whenever these episodes occur, no matter how long they last, Raihan would simply drop whatever he was doing previously, pull Ash into his arms, and hold him tight.
No words are shared. There is no need or room for words. But all the while, Raihan is hoping (read: praying) that sooner, rather than later, the bubbly, energetic, feral Ash he knows will return from the dark clouds that have taken over his boyfriend.
YES!!! Holy fuck this is a HC.
Raihan is more than willing to drop everything or as much as he can in that moment to help Ash. Sometimes this leads to Raihan sprawled across the couch with Ash tucked securely in his arms as he’s on a call with other league officials. No one’s going to say no to The Ash Ketchum, let alone his lover who he protects so fiercely.
Adding on:
Raihan’s protection is more media based, to protect Ash for not being in the media presence. There have been dozens of times he had thrown his weight around outside of Galar and his fan base. Though he picks different reason’s why publicly. Galar as a whole will protect him no matter what, even his hater’s would take his side over anyone else just because of their country pride ways. Let alone the other league members of other regions that genuinely like Raihan for his personality and not just his paparazzi ready smile and icy blue eyes. Ash helped boost his image in front of much higher league officials. Champions from far off regions he’s never heard of and now constantly in touch with.
Genuine friends that weren’t made from working side by side in forced acknowledgement for years. Ruled over by fucking Rose the entire time and some even controlled as puppets. It does things to people and Ash was his saving grace from falling into a bitter, bitter life. His precious little legend. He’d do anything to protect the life Ash gave him the moment he fell into Raihan’s lap. Not even his colleges were safe, Leon still quivers when Raihan smiles with a little to much teeth now. Rose and Oleana tried once and they had almost the entire International League come down as a whole. The first time everyone had seen each region agree upon was that they were out of line.
Despite being Rose’s only child he was openly against the man from the start, openly gave his opinion to every foreign leader his father wished he could meet. Nothing would or could stop him. Ash was an absolute instigator the entire time. Not once has he stopped Raihan and even prompted the man to speak out. It had rewarded him in the end when a good chunk of people had actually apologized to Riahan that he had to be that mans son. It had most likely solidified his position as the Champions most favored lover of Ash’s. Settling him permanently at Ash’s side-despite the fact they weren’t even official dating to each other. They saw people on the side but not as often as they did at the start. It petered out to once or twice a month. To occupied in each other even from a distanced but unwilling to do anything about it.
Like the dumb fucks they were.
But now? Now he has a black little velvet box sitting in an old beaten and slightly bent pokeball, Pikachu’s decommissioned one after broken in an a freak accident with some God Ash won’t tell him about. Moss agate stone plated in gold, flashy because Ash wanted it to be. And then it’ll be one custom made by Steven Stone and Lance. A traditional wedding band for men and a more sleek design. Designated to show that it was official, they were each other’s and no one else’s.
Ash is also very protective of Raihan, more so than equal to the gym leader. So fiercely protective in the swing on this motherfucker and I’ll make you beg in front of Arceus way. Ash wouldn’t kill unless pushed to the absolute limit or either protecting a vast majority of people before it’s to late. Blood on his hands is what he’s trying to avoid in this world but it’s a necessary. But when it comes to Raihan? The only person Ash has never had to explain any aches or pain, never asked about a new mark or unless in passing. That doesn’t mean Raihan never worshipped him. Nearly does every night and he cherishes it in every form of love that he can show. Which also means he’s going to rip into some fuckers that even dare breath wrong in Raihan’s direction. Anyone was fair game and it was quickly established that the Champions were not running Raihan out of his love life. Arceus, Raihan was his.
There was rarely another person, only when he got to pent up from the stress and aura usage. Ash almost found the act enjoyable in some cases. He doesn’t know what raihan knows whats going on when he’s out and about. If he keeps tabs on Ash through social media or not. It wouldn’t surprise him and was more then welcomed. From what he’s seen on the news played during breakfast Raihan has a pretty tight grip about Ash’s overall arching online presence. Backed by the other leagues own need for safety reasons when it comes to Ash he was well protected.
Though is defeats the fact that Ash doesn’t necessarily care. He’s okay with being on scream and in pictures and videos. Which leaves to a lot of Ash’s failed attempts to do parkour in public, even to this day, on the web.
But back to Ash being the scary Houndoom to Raihan’s sly Liepard.
Raihan is literally the only person Ash has a “touch them and your dead” outlook on everyone. No one’s safe and he’s very good at keeping that under wraps.
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apocalypticavolition · 3 months
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Let's (re)Read The Great Hunt! Chapter 29: Seanchan
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Let's get right to the point: Spoilers spoilers spoilers. This book, last book, next book, every book. Don't like? Don't read. I'm in a hurry, no time for big explanations.
We have a new chapter icon! This is the very buggy helmet of the Seanchan, which will be showing up whenever the Empire is the primary driver of events of a chapter.
Reining up before the inn, his eyes went past the prisoners his soldiers held near the village well to the long gibbet marring the village green. It was hastily made, only a long pole on uprights, but it held thirty bodies, their clothes ruffled by the breeze. There were small bodies hanging among their elders. Even Byar stared at that in disbelief.
Considering how awful the Seanchan are as a nation, you really have to appreciate how the Whitecloaks manage to be so deeply morally lacking as to be the bad guys during a colonial style invasion.
Also, I guess it's appropriate we're seeing these the Seanchan get introduced in a chapter that starts on a Whitecloak, since both represent the modern equivalents of Aridhol's paranoia to a large degree. The Seanchan also somewhat end up eclipsing them as the "With friends like these..." player of the setting.
“Cut them down,” Bornhald said wearily. “Cut them down, and make sure the villagers know there will be no more killing.” Unless some fool decides to be brave because his woman is watching, and I have to make an example.
Just so you don't think that Bornhald is a reasonable authority figure in all this. He's as good as Whitecloaks get in this time, but that's still not very much.
Bornhald’s requests for information from the Sea Folk had been met with silence. Amador did not hold the Atha’an Miere in good favor, and the attitude was returned with interest.
Oh no, I can't believe that Amador's irrational xenophobia is coming to bite them in the ass now that they need the xenos. Not even Pikachu could be surprised at this.
I would kinda like to know how the disdain was born though. Do Whitecloaks disapprove of boobies? Do the Sea Folk not let Questioners kill their sailors? What ridiculous pretext have the Whitecloaks come up with?
“My Lord Captain, he—he says you are moving too many men too close to Toman Head. He says the Darkfriends on Almoth Plain must be rooted out, and you are—forgive me, Lord Captain—you are to turn back at once and ride toward the heart of the plain.”
Oh no! The authoritarians who value unquestioning loyalty have been subverted by the very enemy they wish to destroy.
Even this Jeral dude knows this order is not a great one, poor dumb bastard.
“The sins of the mother are visited to the fifth generation,” Byar quoted, “and the sins of the father to the tenth.” But he looked uneasy. Even Byar had never killed a child.
Moms sin less because they've got less taint in them, I guess.
Also JFC Byar are you seriously okay with this?
“Has it never occurred to you, Byar, to wonder why Carridin has taken away our banners, and the cloaks of the men the Questioners lead? Even the Questioners themselves have put off the white. This suggests something, yes?”
It does! But even Bornhald doesn't dare say it, even as he plots his (completely justified except for how it doesn't go far enough) treason.
“Now, young man, you will tell me everything you know about these strangers, yes? If you need to think on what to say, I will send you back out with Child Muadh to consider it.”
Again, I cannot emphasize this enough: There are no good Whitecloaks. Not even Bornhald. Thankfully, we're done with them for now.
When Seanchan ships anchored off the coast, the villagers who drew up to defend their homes were rent by lightning from the sky while small boats were still ferrying the invaders ashore, and the earth erupted in fire under their feet. Domon had thought he was hearing nonsense until he was shown the blackened ground, and he had seen it in too many villages to doubt any longer. Monsters fought beside the Seanchan soldiers, not that there was ever much resistance left, the villagers said, and some even claimed that the Seanchan themselves were monsters, with heads like huge insects.
You gotta hand it to these Toman Head guys, in a world themed around the loss and corruption of information the further from its creation it gets, they manage to get just about every detail right.
New mayors were chosen by the Seanchan, and new Councils, and any who protested the disappearances of the women or having no voice in the choosing might be hung, or burst suddenly into flame, or be brushed aside like yapping dogs.
I wonder how the Seanchan are choosing to elevate the peasantry. Are they picking successful, rich types who seem compliant or something else?
The eruptions died as quickly as they were born, spray from them blown across the deck. Where they had been, the sea bubbled and steamed as if boiling.
Say what you want about the White Tower's failings (goodness knows I'm going to), for over 3,000 years they've kept their corner of the world safe from this crap. For all their failings, they certainly haven't been useless.
Then the armored figure removed his helmet, and Domon stared. He was a woman.
Domon is of course extra panicky about this because of the prophecy that no man of woman bo-
Wait, that was that other guy. JRR Shakespeare.
If this woman wore a dress, no one would look at her twice. He eyed her and revised his opinion, that cold stare and those hard cheeks would make her remarked anywhere.
She also probably doesn't have the body shape or way of carrying herself for the expected formalwear of the west, being far more muscled and disciplined than the average noblewoman.
The two women dressed as women were coming up from the longboat, one drawing the other—Domon blinked—by a leash of silvery metal as she climbed aboard. The leash went from a bracelet worn by the first woman to a collar around the neck of the second. He could not tell whether it was woven or jointed—it seemed somehow to be both—but it was clearly of a piece with both bracelet and collar.
There is so much to say here but since the sheer horror of this isn't evident yet, let's just all be disgusted by this form of chattel slavery for a moment and then move on. I don't want to use all my good invectives right now.
And I make no claim to be of the Blood. Not yet. After Corenne. . . . I am Captain Egeanin.
Well we'll see what you get after Corenne, Egeanin. But hello for now! It's funny to think how intertwined you and Domon are even now.
“To obey, to await, and to serve. Your ancestors should have remembered.”
Yeah god forbid things go weird after a thousand years. The Seanchan are way too high on their own supply, especially when you consider the textual evidence that the invaders themselves have been pretty fully absorbed into the upper echelons of those they've invaded and are thus barely even the ancestors of the High Blood.
A dark-eyed man in his middle years, with an old scar above his eyes and another nicking his chin, his name was Caban, and he had nothing but contempt for anyone this side of the Aryth Ocean. That gave Domon a moment’s pause. Maybe they truly do be. . . . No, that do be madness.
I'm impressed Domon got him to talk at all, to be honest. I'm also wondering where else Domon can think the Seanchan are from at this point. He knows all the major naval players.
“Oh. That is the First Watcher. Not the one who sat in the chair when we first came, of course. Every time he dies, they choose another, and we put him in the cage.”
One can't help but wonder how long Falme would have lasted against this initial Seanchan strike. One also wonders why people always remember the whole "They bring order" propaganda and never remember how they enforce that order.
He guided Spray to a place at one of the docks, and wondered, while the crew tied the ship fast, if the Seanchan might buy some of the fireworks in his hold. None of my business.
Moral cowardice, Domon. Though of course, his questions already show that he doesn't really think this. He wouldn't be our POV if he did.
A hulking creature with a leathery, gray-green hide and a beak of a mouth in a wedge-shaped head. And three eyes.
Have we met before?
The Seanchan captain had something wrapped in a piece of yellow silk, Domon noted warily. Something small enough to carry in one hand, but which she held carefully in both.
Domon doesn't even try to deny to himself what she has found, because there's really no point.
“Some of them be on your side?” Egeanin frowned over her shoulder at him, obviously puzzled.
"What other side is there other than Empire?"
The man’s hands went white-knuckled gripping his knees, and there was suddenly sweat in his voice. “I have sworn the oaths, Captain. I obey, await, and serve.”
And how many people had to be tortured and killed for him to come to this level of dedication so quickly? At least the First Watcher and their successors. Presumably more.
Domon understood why the Seanchan could allow the people as much freedom as they did. He wondered if he would have had nerve enough to resist. Damane. Monsters.
Something something monopoly on violence. Another thing that the One Power pretty handily provides, since even the "monsters" ultimately derive from its applications.
Two men appeared in the doorway at the far end of the room. One had the left side of his scalp shaved, his remaining pale golden hair braided and hanging down over his ear to his shoulder. His deep yellow robe was just long enough to let the toes of yellow slippers peek out when he walked. The other wore a blue silk robe, brocaded with birds and long enough to trail nearly a span on the floor behind him. His head was shaved bald, and his fingernails were at least an inch long, those on the first two fingers of each hand lacquered blue.
Since the Seanchan are a fictional culture, I have absolutely no regrets in pronouncing their fashion choices "ugly as sin".
Domon imitated her with alacrity. Even the High Lords of Tear would no demand this, he thought.
Something worth remembering when we meet them and have a chance to consider the things they demand that perhaps the Seanchan would not.
After the Return, new names will be called to the Blood. Show yourself fit, and you may shed the name Egeanin for a higher.
Or a lower. Just saying.
“I do collect old things, High Lord, from times past. There do be those who would steal such, did they lay easy to hand.”
Another great Aes Sedai lie. They're just so powerful.
“Unshaven dog! You speak of giving the High Lord what Captain Egeanin has already given. You bargain, as if the High Lord were a—a merchant! You will be flayed alive over nine days, dog, and—”
I have a suspicion that even in Seanchan proper, this particular rank exists in part to vent anger in place of the High Lords and Ladies while allowing them to seem merciful by not permitting such grandiose threats to be followed through. Sort of a hideously inverted version of the court jester.
Domon took one look at the girl and pulled his eyes away with a strangled gasp; her white silk robe was embroidered with flowers, but so sheer he could see right through it, and there was nothing beneath but her own slimness.
Not creepy at all. Also fun to note that it's been a mere six chapters since our last naked lady incident and while this isn't been "all ladies must be naked" it's still interesting how we went from a very chaste book one to this.
Ah well. Next time, we check back in with Rand as the plot remembers that we're only three-fifths of the way through the story and that he really shouldn't have the plot coupons just yet.
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Yes henlo I would like some Maxie as a dad hc pls
Maxie as the father of your child/children
sfw
Maxie x gn! S/o
Maxie was so sure he never wanted kids; children are a hassle, too much responsibility, and whiny snot-nose brats.
Now that he has a partner, he's a little conflicted because before, he didn't think about being anything more than the leader of Team Magma. He spent so much time planning how he would create and Rule his new world, but now Team Magma has disbanded* and with nothing else planned, he thinks about his life with s/o... maybe having a child wouldn't be so bad.
*( After team magma disbanded the members that still wanted to follow Maxie formed a new group. Which are basically Pokemon Rangers that protect the People Pokemon on land from natural disasters)
Maxie is surprisingly good with kids, especially with his own he is quite attentive and protective maybe borderline overly so.
Everything he does is for you and his child even when it doesn't seem so. Working extra hours just to buy something a little special for his child, or to spoil you.
You have never seen this man so... serene. Your heart flutters in your chest when you see him lying on the living room floor, idly playing with the baby and making the little stuffed Numel toy dance in front of the smiling baby. A small smile on his face that was rare for Maxie.
Maxie will always be on top of child care immediately before you even ask. Sometimes you're the one who worries about him because of how much he works. So he doesn't mind fulfilling his child's needs. He understands where you're coming from and reassures you that he has never forgotten to take breaks or lean on you when he needs it.
Maxie and this kid, When they grow older, will possibly be buttheads only because Maxie is a stickler for rules and school grades. As a father, he only wants to see his child grow and succeed. No, he's not torturing You by making you do your homework. He's preparing you for your academic future. You can thank him later when you're older.
Maxie is a strict father but only because he wants nothing but his child to be the best they could ever be because he knows, but they are far greater and will accomplish anything they put their mind to. And he hopes they never think otherwise. He never wants them to go down to a life of crime like he did.
Not going to lie. He is a little guilty of having somewhat of a rivalry with Archie still although it's less arch nemesis and more good old times. And will possibly push that on his kid only a little bit. im talking a " it's a contest so have fun but make sure you destroy Archie's kid in the process so I can rub it in their dad's face later"
(Maxie surprise Pikachu face when his kid ends up dating Archie's kid later)
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ult kantrio headcanon masterpost
⬇ here i will be compiling as much as possible of my very specific hcs about my favourite play dolls from pokemon that ive rambled about everywhere else, usually at 3 in the morning. and will be updating this post whenever i will. this is still just a small percentage of everything going on in my head lmao. ⬇
does not include futureverse, give it time in the oven.
RED 💖
mute boy born to a family of jolly, talkative and enthusiastic fishers. they make this their entire personality and reds house is very fishing themed. hes... absolutely not as enthusiastic as a kid and sick of the smell of fish, but enjoys it as an adult.
his pikachus a much bigger beast than most pikas in comparison. Supreme Champion.
during G1 he is very polite and well mannered in contrast to green and leaf. his room is tidy and he goes to bed early. though he defends all dumb rowdy shit leaf pulls anyway. this is reflected in his pkmn being more of the gentle giant sort.
he has learned a lot of cooking + baking skills from his mom and the smell of his outdoor cooking can instantly summon leaf and green (reluctantly) to him during G1. he is a huge sweet tooth as well and prefers tea over coffee.
only looks retired as an adult; often sleepy and napping and walking everywhere in crocs. boring as hell but hey its endearing when red does it. but he is very much in peak physical strength and still quickly sweeping other trainers' teams. despite his usual serene demeanor he can still go for the most rash decision and just go apeshit w his pokemon.
TERMINALLY OFFLINE. no way is he going to understand what "ratioing team rocket epic style big W" is going to mean. types bluntly, like your dad. last tweet from him was six years ago, a 240p quality video about encountering an ursaring in a hut in the middle of the woods.
his usual pokeball throw resembles a baseball pitch.
exactly just as geeky as he is athletic. he enjoys the battle tree, but he still wishes for more. his dormant interest in wildlife biology and conservation that he had as a child is soon reignited and hes gonna get that PhD.
enjoys haunted locations too much. even leaf is confused by this! he decides to buy the shittiest abandoned house. which is also haunted. but reds eyes sparkle as always, man is FLEXING and determined to renovate this thing while green is frantically experiencing literally every emotion at once from jumpscares to "huh red knowing how to renovate is kinda ehehehe" then again pacing around sobbing over what were they thinking buying this house.
GREEN 💚
his and daisy's mother was a musician with a similar personality to him. his father, prof. oak's son, was more like daisy and a humble gardener w grass pkmn by his side. neither were too interested in battling or going on adventures.
he is extremely multifaceted when it comes to styles and music tastes, for example. somehow this man can combine prep, jock, geek, stoner and punk rock to his style all at once. his music taste is ALL.
nowadays his eevee is sporting the same hairstyle as him.
millennial still trying to make his podcast a big thing. his poke-twitter is fairly professional. relatively offline, not hip enough for zoomer trainers.
a francoboo. had his boy crazy era in kalos and thus more experienced than red when it comes to relationships. some of his french ex bfs still chase after him but shit bricks every time red answers the door instead.
at least he got them to take good fancy pictures of him in kalos. and he cooks kalosian recipes quite well, spoiling red with those nicely decorated crepes. but likely he experienced some paris syndome too. when you realize lumiose city kinda often smells like piss...
not very artistic. he draws like a 5 year old.
bad at figuring out what lesbians like. he buys leaf ellen degeneres merchandise :(
hes just kind of. eternally stuck in 90s slang and still having his default insults be so hilariously lame they wouldnt sting anyone. like buttcheek.
this is a more recent thing about my design for him but his left eyelid is perpetually droopier than the other.
LEAF 💙
showed up inexplicably in pallet town one day and simply asserted herself. no further elaboration. her origins remain a mystery. she biked all the way inside oak's lab and kept biking.
diversity win! in this universe leaf is closer to being an "ash counterpart" than red is.
since shes always seeking new thrills, she lives in a van as an adult. it looks pretty amazing and cozy from the inside and plenty of room to cook! on the outside theres like. airbrushed venusaurs and wizards and venusaur wizards of all sort.
a big ball of positive meatheadness to the point where shell def blow up a lot of things thinking everythings gonna be just fine. some people want her dead for this.
absolutely will put anything in her mouth and sometimes this is terrifying. tries to always make her cooking look like something "fun" and colorful that kids would enjoy but usually fucks up the look.
on-off relationships with women, she makes a new rival with lgbt undertones every two months. popular gal like that. dont ask her for relationship advice.
quite online and very charming. types like cher on social media. still, she remains popular and loved amongst the youth.
had a geocities in 2004 where she documented her adventures (bc i want G1 to be as 2004 as possible like that). it was an eyesore to look at.
often forms a trio with may and kris and they go on roadtrips eeeeverywhere. they either love her one day or think of her as a dumpster fire personified the next day.
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