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mrsshabana · 1 year

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♥CW: None. Pure fluff. Gender neutral reader.

♥AN: I've been wanting to start writing for Shigaraki so here's something small to start. I love mothman Shiggy fics and I had a cute idea, so here's my little contribution.

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This is getting annoying and you’re fed up.

Every time you open your closet, you find your favorite sweaters filled with new holes. How is this even happening? These sweaters are useless in the frigid winter when they are filled with holes. The holes are big too, and there’s only one thing that you can think would have wrecked such havoc on your wardrobe.

You must have a moth infestation.

After buying some moth balls from the local supermarket, you make your way to the closet that night before bed. This should get rid of those pesky moths, you think to yourself.

Opening the closet, you are shocked by the sight before you.

A man with giant wings has your sweater sleeve in his mouth.

His wings are black and white, with an iridescent sheen that lays atop a delicate pattern. Feathery antennae stick out of his shoulder length, white hair. He has a fluffy white ruff around his neck, matching his hair. Ruby red eyes stare back at you with a frown.

With a squeal you throw the mothballs at him.

He hisses, showing off his fangs in an attempt to scare you away. The scent wafting off the mothballs irritate him, so he simply picks them up and throws them back at you. Returning back to his meal.

“Stop it!” you shout, snatching your favorite sweater from his grasp, “This is my favorite sweater!” You’re more concerned about saving your sweater than you are about the literal mothman in your closet.

He squints his eyes at you, “Hungry,” he growls.

Getting a better look at him, he does seem sickly. Very thin and pale, with scars scattered across his skin. He’s wearing tattered pants and no shirt, the sight of his ribs show you just how hungry he is.

You start to feel bad for the poor creature, not enough to sacrifice your sweaters though. “Stay here, I’ll get you some food.”

He waits patiently while you go to the kitchen to fetch him something to eat. He has sharp teeth so you assume he eats meat, grabbing a raw chuck roast from your fridge. Bringing it back to your room on a plate.

“Here,” you sit across from him, offering him the plate. “You can eat this.”

He crawls towards you, cautiously approaching. Sniffing the meal you hold out to him.

With a single, swift motion, he lunges forward. Pushing the plate aside and latching his fangs on the bottom edge of the sweater you’re wearing.

“No! Stop it, my clothes aren’t food!” You protest, pushing his head away from you. But he doesn’t budge no matter how much you try to push him away. It’s obvious that his strength is far beyond that of a human.

He chews at your sweater with urgency, like he hasn’t eaten in ages. And he’s shivering too. It’s the middle of winter and the poor thing doesn’t have any proper way to stay warm. Maybe that's how he ended up in your home, he was looking for a warm place to stay through the winter.

You sigh and stop trying to push him off of you. He’s just hungry after all and you can always buy new clothes. Bringing your hand up to the ruff of his neck, you gently pet his soft fur, “Fine, you can have the sweater.”

He purrs sweetly in response, laying his head in your lap as he continues to eat away at the fabric. You stroke his fur, admiring his beauty for the next hour. Until he’s traveled up your body, and down your arms, devouring every strand of the sweater you were wearing.

The mothman licks his lips in satisfaction, sniffing around your chest to make sure he got it all, before turning around to leave. Figuring that he has overstayed his welcome. Quite embarrassed that he had just savagely devoured your sweater, unable to control himself due to the fact that he hasn’t had a proper meal in weeks.

“Wait!” you reach out to him, “Please stay… at least through the winter. You’ll be safe here.” For some reason, you feel sympathy for him. Yeah he was eating your clothes, but he was only trying to survive.

Why are you inviting him to stay? You should be screaming in fear like the other humans do when they see him. But you’re different… the first person to show him a hint of kindness. He can’t turn you down even if he wanted to, his chances of surviving such a harsh winter will be slim without a warm shelter.

Seeing that he’s not quite convinced, you quickly put on a t-shirt and scurry over to your bed. Holding the blankets open for him to join you. The warmth of your bed beckons him. He can’t remember the last time he had a warm, safe place to sleep. Following his instincts, he slips under the covers with you. Nuzzling up to your chest, purring as you roll your fingers through his white hair.

Surely you must have a death wish, allowing a deadly mothman to huddle up with you for warmth. But you don’t care. So far he’s only shown interest in harming your clothes, so as far as you’re concerned, he won’t harm you.

His tense muscles relax in your touch, wrapping his arms around you with a relaxed sigh. Trying to convince himself that he’s only doing this to warm himself up, no other reason besides that.

“Tomura… my name is Tomura,” he mumbles. Thinking it rude that he hasn’t introduced himself yet, he doesn’t want you to think he’s some wild animal with no manners.

“What a pretty name. My name is Y/N… you’re welcome to stay as long as you like, Tomura,” you say sweetly.

“We’ll see…” he grumbles. Burying his face into your chest to hide the blush forming across his cheeks.

He’s so comfy here with you, that he might just consider staying through the entire winter. And you wouldn’t mind one bit.

#shigaraki tomura #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki x y/n #tomura shigaraki #mothman x reader #mothman shigaraki #mothura #mha shigaraki #gender neutral y/n #gender neutral reader

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spacenintendogs · 8 months

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modern au ask. What are the gangs personal clothing styles ?

ooooo.... i'm not very fashionable nor am i rlly confident abt my knowledge of styles & stuff so i'm sorry if it's not as creative as it could be :')

hiccup i see a lot of layers, similar to how he dresses in the dreamworks franchise. as he gets older there's more leather since he does a lot of motorcycle riding. flannels, graphic tees, baggier cargo pants & shorts & sneakers are his general go-to. has a nice pair of chucks he brings out once in a while. no piercings but he has a tattoo of toothless' strike class silhouette on one of his shoulder blades.

astrid dresses practically. usually in a pair of jeans or leggings. when she dresses more casually it's basketball shorts with a jersey of some kind. she wears jerseys relatively often too. also shirts she can easily move & breathe in. i think she'd like horizontal stripes for shirts but i might be projecting lol. she's got multiple ear piercings on both ears tho. she also loves her headbands!!! gets a specially made one from tuff & snot with stormfly's spines on it!! steel toed boots.

fishlegs dresses like a hipster. have u seen his moustache in httyd 3?? he's a hipster & he fucking rocks it. also rocks a lot of street styles he's one of the most fashionable of the gang & he is proud of it. he looks great always. gets the tattoos on his arms like he has in httyd 3. he also likes wearing rings!! has a wooden bead bracelet he wears from his older sister. uses stuff like beard oil & is super into skincare. u will catch him with a face mask & cucumbers over his eyes.

snotlout prob goes through the biggest style shift. when he's younger he dresses like the usual high school douchebag, backwards cap & everything. once he's a senior & after he graduates he's more biker style (he does become a biker dude after all). super tight t-shirts that show his boobs lmao. he gets his ears pierced & gets a labret piercing. tattoo sleeve on his right arm of monstrous nightmares entangling around each other. old habits die hard tho so sometimes u catch him with his backwards cap. heeled boots bc he likes to be tall.

ruffnut is so fucking cool u guys. she dresses in a variety of styles, sometimes vastly different day to day but she pulls them all off flawlessly. strong fashion is actually how she & fishlegs bond sometimes (or argue lmao). she's got so many ear piercings & switches out what she has by the day. she does her hair the most elaborately out of the gang, when it's long or short. loves long necklaces & layers them. has her nose pierced too. she has a tattoo of barf going down her calf (tuff has the other half so if they stand next to each other it completes the zippleback!!). her fave pair of shoes tho are her sketchers hiking sandals. let the dogs out!!!

tuff is also so fucking cool, though in a more laid back way compared to ruff. more grungy. ripped jeans from falling off his longboard. old sneakers that have been everywhere. shirts he's had since middle school that may be repurposed to have ripped sleeves or become crop tops. that ugly dress u saw at a thrift store? he's wearing it & fucking looks great. he has his septum pierced and multiple ear piercings (like httyd 3). i also think he'd get snake bites. when he's younger he wears beanies a lot but once he's older he puts his hair up in more elaborate "viking" styles with how he braids. also enjoys tank tops & more frayed looks to shirts in general. has belch tattooed down his calf (ruff has the other half, as stated above).

#httyd #httyd headcanons #httyd modern au #hiccup haddock #astrid hofferson #fishlegs ingerman #snotlout jorgenson #ruffnut thorston #tuffnut thorston #rose answers #nightcorecarseatheadrest #thank u!!!! i hope these make sense!!!!!#astor tag #dragons off the coast au

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piareia · 3 days

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The Fire Tides Chapter 4: Meetings to an Opening

Hi guys! First of all, I am so so so sorry for the huge delay in releasing these chapters. I got very caught up with uni but now that I have some free time on my hands, I figured I would try my best to complete this project. Whether you're over Httyd or you still adore it, I'll still try to complete the fanfic for The Fire Tides as I promised! Hope you guys enjoy Chapter 4, where we resume off of Hiccup's response to his idea being rejected by Eret's father and the other chiefs. This chapter will start off with Fishlegs and Heather's reunion after the last time they saw each other at the Edge, I tried my best to make it somewhat close to how the characters would react if they were to meet after the events of Httyd 2! Hope you enjoy it and sorry again! :)

With the others challenging Eret at the bar, Fishlegs and Heather stared at each other blankly.

“So, how’s life at Berserker Island with your Berserker brother?” Fishlegs gave an awkward smile.

“Erm, it’s certainly berserk!” Heather laughed nervously, “I mean he’s still the same old Dagur you saw over at Dragon’s edge before we departed.”

“I can imagine!” Fishlegs chucked, “But, there does seem to be some change in you, Heather.”

She glanced at him wide-eyed, “Oh, erm I-”

“I didn’t mean it in a bad way! I just meant that-” He looked at her intensely, “You seem more at peace now.”

“And that makes me happier than I could ever say,” Fishlegs smiled, looking down.

“All the struggles you’ve been through, the loneliness you felt. It just seems like it’s all gone from your eyes.”

Heather’s eyes started to well up, “It has.”

“Fishlegs, these years have been the happiest of my life. I’ve seen and learned so much, being with my brother, seeing the people, our people, rejoice in the streets brings me such joy. I see exactly what I feel! I don’t feel alone anymore!” Heather cried in joy.

He placed a hand over her shoulder in ecstasy after hearing her confirm his suspicions, “Oh Heather! I’m so happy for you!”

Both of their eyes were tearing up, slowly and joyfully. However, Heather glanced at her shoulder and realised she had to tell him what she intended to say.

“Fishlegs, there is something I do need to tell you,” Heather shifted uneasily, “The thing is, well, I’m betrothed to someone over at Berserker Island.”

“Oh.”

Heather kept her eyes on the floor, “I know we had something. It was special, at the time. And it was one of the things that actually made me feel less lonely during those tiresome days. But I think with time, things change, situations change, we change and-”

“Heather, I-” Fishlegs chucked quietly, “You’re probably going to think I’m crazy, but I’m kinda into Ruffnut?”

Heather and Fishlegs stared at each other in amazement for a minute or two. Then, they both burst into laughter.

“This entire time, I was so worried to tell you!” They both spoke, chortling in joy.

“I thought you’d think I’m a nutcase for falling in love with Ruff!” Fishlegs cried.

“What! No way! I’m so happy for you both!” Heather yelled eagerly, “I thought you’d judge me for falling in love with a Berserker!”

“Oh, c’mon! You have a cool Berserker brother; we need a cool Berserker husband to that list too!”

They both giggled in amazement, chatting on and on about their new lives. How much they adore their prospective partners. How much they care about them. And, slowly, yet gradually, all of their past worries melted away with time, stirring them up and transcending them into a space that could no longer be reached.

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“Sis-ster, I thank we need soume- ,” Tuffnut dropped to the floor with his mug in hand, “I be-eated that Erut!”

Fishlegs and Heather both glanced at Tuff in concern. Astrid arrived with Eret looking very pleased with himself indeed.

“Ah, how much did Tuff exactly drink?” Heather asked.

“You don’t wanna know,” Astrid glared at him.

“Err-et! He c-can’t stend a chance ag-ainst Snothat!” Snotlout fell to the floor as well.

“I did warn them. My tolerance against mead is quite high,” Eret nudged Snotlout’s drooling face with his foot, “He should be fine…maybe in a day or two.”

“Eret, is this really the time to be drinking? I expected you to be present at the Chief’s table.”

Eret looked over to the familiar voice, “Ah! Father!”

“Your Berkian Chief was there, why weren’t you?”

“Well, I’m not a Chief yet, Father, ” Eret scratched his neck in discomfort.

“Well, you will be. Sooner or later, you’ll have to take over the reigns of our tribe. I wonder if you take that duty seriously or not,” Eret’s father looked at him sternly.

“Father, we’ve spoken about this countless times. It just isn’t in me to-”

“Erm, I’m so sorry to interrupt both of you,” Astrid looked back and forth, “But, where exactly is the Berkian chief?”

Eret’s father turned to her, “It seemed that your chief didn’t see eye-to-eye with all the other chiefs. I did try my best to explain to him why his proposition would be denied, but he would not take no for an answer.”

Astrid sighed, “Well, that’s Hiccup for you.”

“He’s headed outside, probably wanted some air to cool off,” Eret’s father smiled at her, “Might be a good idea for you to help him cool off too?”

Astrid nodded with no hesitations, instantly gesturing for Stormfly to follow her to the exit.

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The night air was chilly, sporadically blasting cold drafts at the irritated chief. Hiccup slumped against Toothless, glaring at the black canopy above him. There were many stars embellished onto it, perceivable yet inaccessible, just like the many dragons he wished to reach out to. He desired for those dumbed-down Vikings to at least see a glimpse of the beauty he envisioned, the unlimited opportunities this dream could create, the great change that it would lead to. This was the goal from the very beginning. A human and dragon utopia.

Hiccup scratched Toothless in annoyance, “I know bud, they’re honestly a bunch of muttonheads.”

Toothless warbled a laugh.

“Hey, I’m just being honest!” Hiccup turned his head knowingly, “Some of them look like they have yak beards.”

“Yak beards? Hmm, you do seem to have a point there…”

Startled, Hiccup turned around to see Astrid getting off of Stormfly.

He raised an eyebrow, “Huh, I guess you weren’t joking when you said you can track me down.”

“Yup! Anywhere in the Archipelago, Astrid Hofferson will always be able to hunt a ‘Hiccup Haddock’ down,” Astrid rested her head on Hiccup’s shoulder.

“Hunt? I bet you can’t get to me before those yak-bearded chiefs.”

“Ah, it’s debatable,” She shifted closer to him, “But, why would the yak-bearded chiefs wish to hunt you down? I always assumed Hiccup Haddock was a fish, but perhaps he’s a yak.”

Hiccup gave a shocked look at her clever remark, “Haha, very funny. Maybe I should’ve used Tuff’s yak to get them to accept my proposal.”

“Hmm, perhaps. Bribery at its finest,” Astrid rubbed his hand, urging him to say what’s on his mind.

“Astrid, they just don’t see what I see,” Hiccup sighed.

“I know.”

“I wish they could just understand that humans and dragons living in harmony would change this world completely.”

“That is true,” Astrid played with his hair, “It would be quite a huge change. All humans. All dragons. Together.”

“It would be incredible, wouldn’t it?” Hiccup brought her in closer, pointing at the stars above, “Just imagine this night sky, and all you see are humans on the backs of dragons. You see them just speeding right past, laughing in utter joy, in utter freedom. It would feel so, so liberating for all of us.”

“Now that would be really beautiful,” Astrid then thought for a moment, “But, if there’s too many of us in the sky, I wouldn’t be able to see the stars. All I’d see are the dragons whizzing by. I would probably get knocked off by the amount of dragon traffic.”

“The sky is quite a huge expanse though,” Hiccup said quickly.

“That is true. But so are humans and dragons. We’re constantly popping into this world by the will of Thor.”

Hiccup thought for a second, “Hmm.”

“Are you saying he was right about his whole point on overpopulation? Eret’s father?”

“No. I’m not saying you’re right either. I’m just explaining why those yak bearded Vikings can’t see what you can see.”

Hiccup raised an eyebrow.

“It’s because you can’t see what they can see either.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’re Hiccup, you always look at the positives. These guys are obviously dead set on the negatives. Neither of you can see eye-to-eye because of how differently you see the world. I guess, it’s important to see both sides at times. Especially when making such huge decisions such as this.”

Hiccup blinked in sheer amazement. She really did know how to sum the situation up, huh?

“And what if the negatives outweigh the positives?” He then looked down defeatedly, thinking back to his failed debate with Eret’s father, “What happens then?”

Astrid lifted his chin up, “Then you find more positives.”

His eyes widened. This was what he was trying to do all along.

“And if you can’t find them,” Astrid slowly smiled at the stars, “Then you create them yourself.”

That was it. He understood now. Even if those chiefs couldn’t come to terms with his proposal, it didn’t mean he would quit so easily. This was his dream and if he wanted to see it come to life, it was down to him to do so. Whether it took years upon years, he would keep trying to reach that dream regardless of the obstacles in his way.

Hiccup then smiled knowingly at Astrid whilst she was gazing at the stars. Instantly, he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her into a deep and passionate kiss. The starlight shone upon the two, their silhouettes merging into one other as the glow hovered around them in sheer radiance.

“How do you always know what to say during my moments of despair?” He smiled at her with renewed motivation.

Astrid laughed, “Hey, I’ve had a lot of practice. Hiccup’s moments of despair aren’t that new to me anymore.”

“Well! Now that you’ve gotten me out of my slump, I guess it’s about time we headed back to the Foreverwing,” Hiccup grabbed her hand with restored determination, “Let’s gather the riders, we leave for Berk in an hour!”

Hope you guys enjoyed this! So with the help of Astrid, Hiccup is back to being determined in building his ideal world for humans and dragons, regardless of what Eret's father has said to him. Next chapter will be the start of the main plot for the Fire Tides!

@sorushing @thisghostishere @tabbyakadragon @limesandcoconuts @rosiethedragongeek

#httyd #httyd fanfiction #the fire tides #hiccup haddock #httyd hiccup #writing #astrid hofferson #httyd astrid #fishlegs httyd #heather the beserker #hiccstrid

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isan0rt · 11 months

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Actually, @lightandfellowship asking about other Dark Road historical fashion thoughts on this post did kind of get me thinking about it and you know what I think is really interesting? Is that there are only two students that are at any point wearing entirely Western-looking (non-Japanese) clothing without an obi and obijime, and that’s Xehanort (pre-arrival at Scala)...

And Baldr.

Even Master Odin is wearing an obi and obijime despite otherwise dressing like Gandalf, but we’ll leave him aside for the sake of this discussion.

For the most part the students are wearing fusion clothing, but that’s typical of the Taisho era. The Taisho period, which immediately followed the end of the Meiji Restoration, was a period of great change in Japan, and of Westernization. It was very common for people to wear a mix of Western clothing with traditional Japanese clothing. You can see a lot of this in the Dark Road students;

(This got really long lol. Discussion of the secondary and tertiary Dark Road students’ design choices, culminating in discussion of Eraqus, Xehanort, and Baldr’s designs and what they might mean in the context of a Taisho-period-adjacent setting, under the cut).

- Most of the male students, plus Urd, are wearing very loose, bloused pants, probably tobi trousers or karusan-bakama.

- Vidar, Vali, and Vala have some of the most traditionally Japanese silhouettes among the upperclassmen. Vidar is wearing a sleeveless lapped garment that isn’t strictly traditional, but has a very Japanese look to the way it’s assembled and to the color styling, while Vali is wearing pretty authentic-looking Japanese faulds, and is obviously supposed to make you think of the kabuki ideal of a ninja. Vala also looks EXTREMELY Taisho-period; the wearing of silk-painted or embroidered, brightly-colored hakama with an obi and furisode or kosode was extremely common for girls in the Taisho period. Vala has some sort of fantasy puff cuff-sleeve-thing instead of furisode, but her hakama and obi are lifted straight out of the 1910s. Interestingly, these upperclassmen, like Eraqus in the lower class, survive the longest.

- Heimdall, Sigrun, and Bragi are all wearing a mix of actual traditional Japanese clothing and Western elements. They are all wearing short kimono, with Sigrun having a very classic obi styling, Bragi is wearing traditional workman’s clothing (a hanten and sarubakama, with an obi without obijime, interestingly), and Heimdall appears to be wearing a kosode, with obi and obijime. However, Sigrun is wearing leggings and gaiters, Heimdall has some WILD thigh-high Three Musketeers boots and that very intensely high-collared, French-looking bolero jacket, and Bragi is, as previously discussed, wearing a bomber jacket (and also Chuck Taylor sneakers, Bragi you sneaky, deeply anachronistic guy).

- Helgi and Hoder, interestingly, appear to be blending Japanese and Chinese clothing styles; they’re both wearing obi and obiage, but Hoder appears to be wearing a cheongsam, and while Helgi is wearing a sleeveless kimono as a shirt, his fur ruffs very much evoke some traditional theatrical depictions of Son Goku (the Monkey King not the DBZ character); but I’m not that knowledgeable about Chinese clothing so I won’t make too many conjectures here.

- Urd and Hermod and Vor all have very fantasy-like designs, with the girls having fewer garments from either real Western or Japanese styles. Hermod and Urd as discussed have the bloused pants, Vor’s coat looks VERY much like a traditionally silk painted kimono that’s been altered to have a Western tab-collar, but has a traditional Japanese rope bow on the back, and all three are wearing obi and obiage. However, Urd’s robe/cape thing is VERY Western Fantasy Wizard, meanwhile Vor is wearing actual pumpkin pants. Hermod’s looks the most period, with his haori retaining the traditional lapels but altered to have Western bishop sleeves, and he’s wearing VERY WWI-style gaiters.

Now lets talk about the other three, who are actually our main characters; Xehanort, Baldr, and Eraqus.

Eraqus is absolutely wearing nothing but traditional Japanese clothing (aside from the obvious Kingdom Hearts elements of the turtleneck and crossed suspenders). He is wearing extremely traditional hakama, with the most traditional haori of any of the cast. His hair is partially loose but what is pulled back is pulled into something like a topknot; Eraqus is designed in every way to evoke the look of the samurai class. What I think is significant with that is that, as mentioned, the Taisho period followed the Meiji Restoration, when the samurai class in Japan were more or less disbanded in the face of modernization of Japan. I don’t think it’s unrelated that at this point, the Scalan society that considers Eraqus a ‘blueblood’ is also in decline, and is ultimately ended within Eraqus’s lifetime. He is the last of his kind, and he is dressed like it.

Then, there’s Xehanort. When he leaves Destiny Islands to go to Scala he’s dressed in an outfit that calls to mind Ephemer’s, and is extremely Western and modern-looking; which makes sense, since he was raised by Player, and the KHUX time period has very modern and Western fashion (remember Bragi’s Chucks?). But once he’s a student, he’s replaced his button-down shirt and collared sleeveless duster with a turtleneck (Kingdom Hearts, lol) and haori of his own, an exact photo negative of Eraqus’s haori except that Xehanort’s is sleeveless. But Eraqus is a blueblood, and as far as anyone in Scala knows, Xehanort is a nobody and a foreigner; he is still wearing Western pants in a Western style, held up by a Western belt and without any obi in sight. Xehanort was born in Scala, and he resents being seen as Just Some Guy, but he doesn’t belong there like Eraqus does; his haori on top is trying to make him part of that world, an equal to Eraqus, but what’s underneath reflects that Scala doesn’t consider him either of those things.

And then, there is Baldr.

I’ve seen other posters point out that his clothing is all black, under a white jacket (I’m sorry I don’t remember who pointed this out!), but also, Baldr has the most Western and contemporary clothing of all of the characters in Dark Road. In contrast to Xehanort, with his loose, pre-WWI-era jeans, Baldr is wearing contemporary skinny jeans with a wallet chain and fashionable low-buckled boots. He’s also wearing a waistcoat, and a bolero jacket with what looks like knit cuffs. He doesn’t fit in with the others at all, even less than Xehanort does.

And pointedly, like Xehanort, he is not wearing an obi.

I feel like it’s not a coincidence that this game visually sets its characters in the Taisho era, the time period that transitioned Japan from the traditional Japan to the modern, Westernized Japan of the 20th century, and the character who puts a permanent end to Scalan society is the only character dressed entirely in Western and modern clothing. Obviously I can’t say for sure what the intent was, but at the end of the game, the three characters left standing are Eraqus, dressed in the most traditionally Japanese fashion, Baldr, dressed in the least, and Xehanort, the fusion, who is dressed like Eraqus on the surface, but underneath, is dressed like Baldr.

#KHDR #Kingdom Hearts #Kingdom Hearts Dark Road #long post #related to; fashion history #In case this seems like talking out of my ass lmao my qualifications are I have a degree in fashion #with a focus on fashion and costume history #did my final graduating paper on how modern Japanese street fashion #was influenced by Meiji and Heian and Taisho fashion #and also worked as a professional costumer for the theater industry for several years #Butttt it's been a little bit so there may be inaccuracies #but these are my thoughts from like. A costume design perspective and how costumes inform character for narrative purposes

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kai-anderson-whore · 1 year

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He's a cult leader/ series(kai Anderson x fem reader) part 5

Summary:y/n moved back to Michigan after her college degree in music where she reunites with an old lover kai Anderson

Chapter warnings: planning of murder, murder, cheating and smut

Part 4 here

Song that y/n sang:

•¤❅¤•.•°˚˚°•..•°˚˚°•.•¤❅¤•.•¤❅¤•.•°˚˚°•. .•°˚˚

Kai was obsessing even more over world domination since the election now taking action you didn't know what to do you were loyal to kai but even for you this was bizarre.

Taking out councilman chang was going to be hard, you didn't know what was right anymore didn't know what to do, you stood infront of kai in your bedroom putting by your laundry.

"And I said there's nothing more dangerous than a humiliated man" he ends his rant, you let out a soft sigh knowing what will come next, "and we're going to prove it" he added making you turn and face your boyfriend.

"How kai?, how will we make councilman chang pay" you asked he took your hand in his giving it a light squeeze, you sat on his lap "we take him out" he simply said.

You tried to remain calm on the outside but on the inside you felt sick you had never done anything like this, that night with the trainer still haunts you, but you try and block it out with drugs kai's brother had prescribed you for your depression now.

They work for now knowing that soon they won't at all, you didn't want to give into this darkness 100% not yet anyway, kai's ruff hand on your bare thigh.

His hand only got higher and higher, "kai wait you we have a cult meeting" you protested, "They can wait" he smirked moving your panties to one side his thumb grazing over your clit.

You gripped his shoulder biting your lip suppressing a moan, "I want to hear you I want everyone downstairs to hear how your divine ruler is making you feel" his voice husked in your ear, making you let out a loud moan as he slipped two fingers into your soaked cunt.

Gripping his shoulders leaving nail marks on his shoulder through the fabric of his t-shirt, earning a low groan from kai as your walls greedily took his fingers blissfully Stretching you out, "fuck kai" you panted your legs spreading further apart for him, allowing his digits go deeper hitting that spot just right.

"Feel good?" He asked with a devilish smirk, all you could do was moan the pleasure building up nearing your release, "kai I'm close" you moaned grinding your hips with his hand "fuck yourself on my fingers" he instructed

You hips grind down on kais fingers along with the unholy sounds leaving your lips, "that's it baby" kai coaxed you that coil in the pit of your ready to unveil.

One more flick of kais thumb on your clit sent you spiralling your release coating his fingers, as his lips were on yours swallowing your moans.

"Let's go downstairs can't keep them waiting any longer" kai chucked at your state skin flushed, hair all tousled from your ponytail, "but what about you can't just leave you like that" you chuckled collecting yourself together.

"You can make it up to me later" sending a wink your way as you fixed yourself leaving the room, you followed behind after shoving on some shorts on.

All eyes on you both as you entered the basement making your cheeks flush crimson, "Thank you all for coming now let's get right down to business" kai said you sat on the floor your back against the table.

"So our new mission is to take out councilman chang and we do it tomorrow night" kai informed the rest of the cult nodding taking in their divine rulers instructions.

They all listened as kai spoke, his words rolling off his tongue in dominance like a natural leader, "but what if we get caught kai I mean the cops will be around this like a hawk he is the councilman" you said standing up.

Kai's hand cupping your cheeks with a small smile on his face, "that's why we have jack" he said placing a small kiss on your lips taking you aback kai never showed affection infront of his cult members.

You didn't say anything after that letting kai finish his lecture before he dismissed everyone, you made your way back into you and kai's shared bedroom, putting a movie to watch on your laptop, not really caring what it was just something to pass time till kai came to bed.

You were about halfway through the movie when kai had finally went to bed, your eyes meeting his as you laid on your side the brightness of your laptop the only light in the room, "what you watching?" He asked stripping down till he was only in his boxers climbing into bed beside you.

"Just some shitty horror film" you shrugged Turing your attention fully on kai as his arm snaked around your waist, "how about making it up to me" he smirked bringing your lips to his in a heating makeout session, your body effortlessly straddling his.

Your hands trailing down his chest as he lifts your oversized t-shirt off your body, leaving you in nothing but your panties since you took your shorts off when you went to bed.

His rough hands on your breasts kneading them, his fingers rolling on your hardened pecks, you hips grinding on his clothed erection, earning a low groan from the blue haired man under you.

"I want you to ride me" he instructed wasting no time discarding your lace panties as kai removed his boxers freeing his erection, you spat on your hand for lubricant giving him a few tugs before sinking down on him.

The feeling of your silk warm walls eagerly inviting him in, you threw your head back staying like that for a moment, kai was usually eager for you to start moving but tonight he was letting you stay still.

Your lips on his tongues dancing with each other, his hand cupped your cheek holding you there, as his hips thrusted into you, swallowing your moans your bare chest on his, "fuck" you sighed holding onto his broad shoulders for leverage.

"You feel so good baby" he hissed the warmth of your soaked cunt sending hin into a new world of pleasure, you met his thrusts now sitting upright, your tits bounced with every thrust, as you started to move more faster.

"You ride my cock so good baby" kai grunted his rough hands on your hips pushing you further down on his cock, "fuck kai I'm close" you moaned your hand kneading your own breast.

Kai's grip on your hips got tighter seeing you toy with your breasts his cock twitching inside your fluttering walls that clenched around him, "cum with me" he whispered softly unlike the hard thrust that his hips were sending.

With one more hard thrust send you spiralling, your release coating his cock as his coated your silk walls, moaning each others name, both of your breathing shallow collecting yourself from your highs.

Getting off kai exhausted, half closed eyes plus it was pretty late at night you just wanted to sleep, "come here" kai mumbled pulling your body closer to his, feeling the warmth of his body radiat off yours.

The next night was hard for you, sitting in that van your mask in hand making your way to councilman chang's house ivy and winter wouldn't be joining us since winter was babysitting ivy's son and ivy was out with her wife ally.

The nerves bubbling inside of you, you knew that you had to do something to them, you didn't want to but it was kai's instructions, preparing yourself as the vehicle came to a halt.

"Alright let's go" kai said as everyone placed their masks on their head, kai the first to exit the van, followed by you, then rest breaking into the chang's household Harrison and Jane tieing the couple up on the living room floor.

You stood beside kai knife in hand about to make the kill bit only for the plan to be thrown out the window, with Meadow doing your job instead, you felt angry that she took your job, kai was either going to be mad at you or her for that, you took your knife killing the finial victim.

Kai instructed you to mark the walls with a smiley face with a dragged down hand print for the nose like he showed you earlier today, with the blood of the victims, whilst he went outside with some of the cult members leaving you, Gary and Harrison to finish the last of your graffiti.

Once you had finished you left the house looking for kai you couldn't find him, hearing something coming from the side of the house thinking someone else was there, investigating you discovered something that only made your guts churn even more.

Kai kissing the face off Meadow, the pang in your heart, you just walked back to the van not saying a word, tearing rolled down your face luckily your mask was still on so no one saw, till you were alone inside the van removing your mask, wiping the salty water from your eyes and cheeks.

"You okay y/n" Harrison asked getting into the van all you did was nod not wanting to talk, just wanted to be alone with your own thoughts.

The drive back home was silent to you anyway not listening to anyone, kai was talking about how great everyone did, sitting beside you as if he never kissed another woman behind your back, you wanted the world to swallow you whole right now, the kai you remembered wouldn't have done that he loved you.

The reason you two went your separate ways was because of your mental state losing your grandmother who was your whole life, you had to go texas to help your grandad just after you had graduated, knowing long distance wouldn't work out plus the stress you were under kai was understanding.

But now you wanted to make kai pay for his actions, walking into the house everyone including kai went into the basement for a celebration drink you took a bottle of whisky you gotten for your birthday still unopened and going to bed.

Changing into sweatpants and a tank top swigging on the bottle the bitterness hitting your tongue, guitar in hand strumming the strings, playing a random song to take your mind off what you had just witnessed.

"Y/n babe where are you" you heard from the hallway, seeing kai come into the bedroom, "come downstairs bring the guitar" he said you shook your head. "I want to be alone right now kai" you said not looking in his eyes if you did the tears would just slip.

"What's wrong" he asked taking a seat next to you "nothing kai" you mumbled strumming the guitar to an old song your grandmother used to sing to you, "it's clearly something is it what we did look it's scary at first but-" You cut kai off with a cold laugh finally looking at him taking another swig of whisky.

"I don't care about that kai it's what I saw you doing with Meadow" you hissed standing up with the guitar in hand and whisky "y/n wait there's a reason for that" kai said his hand grabbing your arm.

"How is there a reason kai for you cheating did you fuck her huh?" You asked anger and sorrow was all kai saw in your eyes "no I didn't y/n but it's for the cult I have a plan" he insisted making you shake your head in disbelief.

"For the cult yeah and what would fucking Meadow the irritating bitch help the cult" you asked waiting on the answer "she's going to video me getting attacked in a day or two then I'll declare I'm running for senator" he informed.

"KAI I COULD HAVE DONE THAT" you snapped walking away "y/n wait once it's the final conference she's going to shoot me" he added making you come to a halt "what the fuck kai you know what do it and see if she's going to be by your side through everything because I'm done I'll stay in the cult but us we're over" you said.

"What happened to you kai you've changed the kai I loved would never have done what you did" you whispered going down stairs.

"FUCK" you heard kai yell punching the wall as you went to the basement, "y/n" they all cheered tipsy "play us a song" Gary said as you sat on the floor legs crossed in a basket "any requests?" You asked setting the guitar on your lap fingers on the frets.

"One of your songs" winter said finally getting home from ally's and ivy's you nodded strumming the guitar again.

"The devil's tongue is long and rotten

Do you remember or have you forgotten?"

Finally kai made it back downstairs angrily, his eyes burning through you as you sang.

"The games we played, it's all the same

It's all the same

I was a child

Not long ago

The stairs were steep

Too steep to follow"

Your eyes were on him as well not breaking the eye contact, kai wished he didn't do what he did he loves you but it is for the cult his top priority, you knew you were second best to that.

"I'll go

Where, I don't know

But I'll go"

"With kindness and grace

You brought what I paid

It was just a game

It's all the same anyway"

"I'll go

Where, I don't know

But I'll go

I'll go

Where, I don't know

But I'll go"

Everyone cheered once you finished the song making you smile at the compliments you were showered with, making kai jealous, "right everyone call it a night" kai said everyone betting their goodbyes leaving you and kai alone.

You grabbed a blanket from the basement making a makeshift bed on the sofa, "what are you doing?" He asked you just ignored him "y/n I asked you something" his voice getting angrier and angrier "fuck sake kai what does it look like I'm not sleeping in the same bed as you anymore" you huffed going to grab a cushion from the living room.

Next thing you knew you were spinned around facing kai his hand on your throat, lips smashing on yours "what did I tell you the most dangerous thing is" he mumbled angrily againt your lips "a humiliated man but there's something worse than that" you chuckled feeling the wetness in your heat.

"Yeah and what's that?" He asked, you finally gave in to kai's darkness fully if that's what he wanted you were going to prove Meadow was nothing compared to you "Me" you whispered.

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