#LEAFS ARE OFFICIATED DIFFERENTLY AND EVERYONE KNOWS IT

[koipaper]

YANDERE ABBIE CONCEPT

Pairings: Yandere! Abbie x Beloved (Yours/Your/Yourself)

Trigger warnings: Yandere behavior, Paranoia, Overthinking, Obsessive behavior, Worshipping, an OOC headcanon near the end, Manipulation, Guilt tripping, Probably OOC in general hhghd.

A/N: Despite being alive for only a few seconds, Abbie has become one of my favorite characters from Fundamental Paper Education.

‣ Stated in the introduction, Abbie is shown to be timid and the least intelligent in the class, as well as easily frightened in the animation as well. Him being a yandere is rather tame then most others.

‣ You're a student that had enrolled not long before Claire shows up, you never really noticed Abbie until you were paired with him for a partner project. Abbie was stressed and paranoid, what if he annoyed you with always asking for help? What if you just let him fail his part and he dies just like the other students here?? Oh gosh, he was terrified.

‣ The project was a take at home project, so you both agreed to exchange numbers and meet up at your house to get it done in time. Abbie arrived not a minute late, hands shaking like a leaf from his overthinking on the way there. You both greeted each other and sat down on the pillows you set up above the carpet so you both don't get sore. Abble couldn't stop worrying though. Almost everyone who has tried to help him has given up and left, what if your no different? However, to his surprise, you were very patient with him and even offered to work on the things he didn't understand.

‣ The rest of the night was fun, you both got to know each other a bit and you managed to finish the project within two hours. Abbie had told you that he wasn't smartest in the class, how usually his friend Engal would attempt to aid him but would fail because he was just too dumb to understand. So, you decided to help Abbie pass all of his assignments by doing it for him to save him from trouble. You already had his number, so you could just send him the answers before anything major like a test so he could write it down and pass. ‣ He agreed, and from then on, you both became best buddies! If only you knew that your little act of kindness caused an obsession to brew from the young man... ‣ How I write Abbie, his yandere traits would be Obsessive, Pathetic, Worshipping, Harmless, Dependent, Anxious, Clingy, and Tame. ‣ He sees you as a angel that was sent by heaven to aid him during his time at this wretched school, there was no denying it. He often praises you for how smart you are, as well as how kind and patient you are with him. He wants it all to himself... No one but him should be gazed apon with those loving eyes but him. You don't want him to feel like your abandoning him do you? ‣ Seen in official art, he was holding what seemed to be a love letter while Lana was pulling on his cheek teasingly. So maybe he writes love letters that he might one day send to his beloved to confess. These letters are his way to vent his feelings about you, since he gets too anxious to ever give them to you. ‣ SPEAKING OF ANXIOUS, I feel like Abbie would be in a constant state of paranoia that eventually you'll get fed up of helping him with his work. He'll die without your help! You don't want him falling to the hands of Miss Circle, do you?! Don't leave him, please! ‣ Abbie is quite obsessive when it comes to his crush on his beloved, he fantasizes about you, being in your arms, being able to kiss you, calling you his, he cannot wait! However, this is why he writes in a diary to prevent him from confessing too early. He'd die if you found out about his crush on you. ‣ Lana is no help either. If anything she more or so encourages Abbies crush on you (of course, she hasn't seen what lies beneath his lovey-dovey rambles about you, so she assumes that her best friend is just experiencing a normal crush.) If you ever come to her about Abbies strange behavior, She would shrug it off, saying that maybe he's just trying to show how appreciative he is that you stuck around. ‣ A bit OOC here (or just a personal headcanon of mine), Abbie's rather touchstarved, so affection by you feels like a high to him. Just a simple hug? He melts into your embrace. A small peck on the cheek? He's turning into putty as we speak. Holding his hand in the halls so you can get through a tough crowd? His face is flushing at the feeling. Even if the gesture is small, it fuels his obsession like wood to a fire place. He takes whatever he can get although, so there's that... ‣ Although, secrets can't stay secrets forever. You were invited to Abbies house to do another project just like when you first met. And you got curious and began snooping around his room when he went to get a drink for the both of you. Inside a drawer, you find a book labeled "DIARY: PLEASE KEEP OUT". You thought that maybe a itty bitty peak wouldn't hurt anybody, so you decided to read. ‣ Inside the first few pages were filled with words beyond words about you, mostly his thoughts about you. It was cute at first... until it started getting creepy.. The pages would be just word after word about how much he fantasized about you, how he felt every time he felt you were getting tired of him, and how he couldn't live long without you in his life before Miss Circle or any other of the teachers would kill him. He needed you, he wanted you, he would do anything just for you to be his. ‣ Before you could even react, a hand slammed the book shut causing you to yelp in surprise. Abbie stood before you, water in one hand and the diary in the other. His face was hard to read.

‣ His eyes were shaped like pinpricks, and tears were formed in his eyes, on the brink of spilling if you even dared to run. (His face is a ref to this.)

‣ "You didn't... You didn't see much, did you..?" He asked, his voice cracking and ready to break. Surly you didn't see much right?

‣ He hopes you didn't.

‣ He prays you didn't

‣ After all, he doesn't want to lose the only one who was patient enough to stick by him and his lack of intelligence. He NEEDS you to stay.

‣ He'll die without you, remember?

#yandere #yandere blog #fundamental paper education #fpe #abbie x reader #male yandere #male yandere x reader #yandere x reader #fundamental paper education x reader #yandere fundamental paper education

[graceloveswolves]

Dating Daryl Dixon Would Include…

- knowing him for awhile before you started dating

- and nothing was official, you just one day became his and only his, which was accepted both ways

- everyone saw it coming a mile away before you two and they already assumed you guys were a thing

- gearing up for morning hunts before the sun rose

- being his hunting buddy ALWAYS he likes to be able to keep his eye on you

- you guys sneaking out together to just sit and enjoy nature when you had time

- everyone always assumed y’all were doing something else tho ;) sometimes you did

- he is extremely loyal to you, like 1000%

- everything was very open between you two, no secrets, you were each other’s best friend

- you two not minding being each other’s only company for days

- him taking it personally if he found out you were keeping something from him/not coming to him first about something

- him shooting walkers near you 24/7

- “I had that Daryl.”

- “mhm, I did too.”

- seriously, if you date him you can say goodbye to privacy he’s glued to you

- you guys have a lot of little talks about the group and occurring problems within the group

- usually seeing eye to eye on everything

- if you aren’t, he will usually just move on and accept it

- but you will still be doing things his way

- fun little competitions when you guys are bored

- him making sure you know EVERYTHING he knows about hunting/survival

- I’m not kidding he will drill it into you until you remember or until you beat him to it

- making sure you always have food whether it be tiny as a squirrel or a snake

- he will force you to eat if he notices your not

- you take it and eat anyways even if you are full because you are pretty sure it’s a coping mechanism from him never having any food at home

- he will give you lots of tiny gifts like a heart shaped rock or a four leaf clover

- at first, he might have a few outbursts out of insecurity, but overtime they dissolve entirely

- he is such a softie and wouldn’t ever belittle you or make you feel threatened

- but sometimes he gives you tough love and will tell you the truth even if you don’t want to hear it

- but will always be on your side and have your back against anyone

- speaking of, he would practically kill anyone who threatened you (Jody and the frying pan)

- Rick and Carol would have to pry him off whoever dared to try you

-overall he’s 10000/10 protective

- sometimes you guys fight about him wanting you to stay back on risky runs

- he looses most of the time and will just have to have the comfort of knowing at least he’s with you on the run

- you’re the only person he’ll take a shower for or let touch his hair

- he actually secretly loves it when you touch his hair

- especially when you brush it out of his face

- it’s a small gesture yet his heart melts every time you do it

- late night cuddles

- he loves it most when you lay on his chest

- or when you are hugging/holding him

- he sleeps the best when he’s with you

- when he’s out on a run and it’s a rare occasion that you’re not with him he practically runs off no sleep

- even after everything you guys been through he still managed to keep a Polaroid of you two from the farm when you both were chilling in his orange tent after being shot by Andrea

- he keeps it on him wherever he goes

- and when you’re away from him he will stare at it for awhile thinking about how different everything was then and the people that were still alive

- which makes him hug you extra long when he comes home

- you are his #1 priority

- Merle always being jealous of him that he snagged such a looker

- Rick always trying his best to keep you two together on missions

- “I know you two don’t like being separated but please brother, I need you on this.”

- Maggie or Carol being the one you go to if you are fighting with him

- Daryl really gets annoyed when you are mad at him

- because you are his best friend and he doesn’t socialize with anyone else really

- he will do a little routine that starts off with giving you space, then leaving little gifts around for you, then coming around with dinner or telling you he needs help with something, even if he makes something up just to associate with you

- sometimes he’ll cut the bs and just start apologizing and hope you can forgive him and just move on

- being able to talk to each other just using your eyes

- it’s a literal talent

- group members find it funny how you guys can read each other so well

- swapping old funny stories of your lives before the walkers

- people referring you two as each other’s wife & husband

- though Daryl never got you a ring, to him his love for you didn’t need to be shown through a ring

- but if you wanted one he’d see what he could find

- either way, it was obvious that you were his and he was yours so you never had problems with people trying to get with either one of you

- best couple ever

#twd imagines #twd daryl #twd fanfiction #twd #daryl dixon imagines #daryl dixon fluff #daryl dixon angst #daryl dixon x reader fluff #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon #daryl dixon preferences #daryl dixon oneshot #dating Daryl dixon would include #Rick grimes #glenn rhee #maggie rhee #merle dixon x reader #twd preferences #the walking dead x reader #the walking dead one shots #the walking dead imagines #the walking dead #the walking dead daryl #negan smith #Carl grimes

[onskepa]

Hello, could i get a neteyam x human fem reader one? Neteyam and reader were together for a short amount of time and they didn't have time to cuddle or stay together. One day Neteyam comes at the lab to meet with reader and forgets how small she really is. She's a rly short girl, maybe 4'11 (148 cm) so she smaller than all the humans from the lab. He takes advantage of it and corners her to the wall knwoing she can't escape or manhandles her like a doll. OML I WANT A NETEYAM IN MY LIFE SO BAD

Sorry if this was already asked but i don't remember if i requested this. Like ik i requested this but don't remember who i requested. Thank you

Hellooooooooo~!! You're the first to ask for a short reader! Which is refreshing to see XD Anyways! Hope you enjoyed this one~!!

A little tug here, a little pull there

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Hi'i

The humans are very different from each other. Some are tall, others are shorter, some have facial hair, others have short hair, different skin tomes, different accents, etc.

How humans look like has always peaked the sully children's interest. Norm is a funny looking human, tall, lanky, scrawny, and very smart.

But there is one human that never fails to catch interest of neteyam. That is Hi'i. Neteyam and hi'i have known each other for almost their entire lives. Know each others secrets, habits, hobbies, likes, dislikes, evertthing.

But if there is anything that always gets neteyam by surprise, is just how small hi'i is.

Comparing all the humans height together. hi'i is the last in line, as being the shortest of them all. And neteyam likes it. Its not secret to everyone that neteyam likes to tease hi'i about her height.

It doesnt help since all na'vi are very tall, so when hi'i is next to tuk. Hi'i is very baby. So neteyam cant help it! He enjoys carrying her around , can easily pick her up as she weight less than a leaf.

So when they began to officially date, oh Eywa did the teasing turn up 10X more.

So every time neteyam goes to the lab to see his little lover, he really means little lover. Standing at 4'10 ft tall. So small. So little. So cute.

As the son of the Olo'eyktan and Tsahik, he has many responsibilities to do and a face to uphold. So unfortunately he doesn't get to see his little lover as much as he liked. But if there is one benefit to it all. It is that he will be NOT be constantly surprised how small his little lover is. He forgets most of the time but enjoys being reminded.

Like right now. Standing before him was his cute, small, little lover. "I see you came with big anticipation" hi'i smiles as she tells him. He nods in agreement, "of course, whenever I have the chance, I will always come see you".

Both sat in hi'i bedroom floor, just spending some quality time by listening to music and talking about each others days. But one thing that is consistent, is neteyam having the need to touch hi'i everywhere.

"neteyam, I think you have my body mapped out by now" hi'i giggled as neteyam's hands roam on her legs. Gently kissing her on the cheek, neteyam replies "ma'yawntutsyip, even if I know every inch of your body, my hands will never be away from you. You are just too cute to not handle".

Every praise, every comment neteyam says, hi'i cant help but be a blushing mess. It will never get old no matter how many times he says it.

"still, at some point you will have to stop" hi'i says, that only made neteyam want to explore more. From her legs to her arms, neteyam buries his face at the crook of hi'i neck. She gently placed her hand on his cheek.

"I don't wanna..." hi'i giggles at his childish act. Was a cute sight to see him pout and be clingy. Not everyday he can act like his age or more childlike.

"neteyam, give me a moment I need to get something from another room" hi'i says as she tries to wiggle out of neteyam's grasp. "no, I want you to stay like this. Whatever it is, you can get it later".

Hi'i slightly groans. "No because then I will forget about it, I will be back, it will only take two minutes I promise". Finally out of his grasp, she makes her way to the door only for neteyam's shadow loom over her.

"its just two minutes, not very-EEP!" hi'i almost fell down when neteyam cornered her. Placing his two long arms beside her body as means to refrain her from escaping. His golden eyes narrowing down at her, smirking a bit, giving a glimpse to his sharp fangs.

Seeing his fangs always make hi'i go weak on the knees. One of her many weaknesses.

"If I said no, then it is no. Now come here, let me hold you" effortlessly, as though he is holding a kitten. Neteyam picks up hi'i in his arms and sits back down with her being cuddled. Hi'i doesn't say anything since she is too busy blushing red and her mind is a puddle.

And that is it for this one! Hope you liked this one! Until next time! see ya!

hi'i = small

yawntutsyip = little beloved

#avatar #avatar the way of water #na'vi x reader #na'vi avatar #avatar 2 #na'vi x human #neteyam fluff #neteyam sully #neteyam x reader #neteyam #neteyam x human reader #neteyam x y/n #avatar neteyam

[dilemmaontwolegs]

Wild Nights || CL16 {Epilogue}

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x songstress!reader Summary: With a new album out it needs promoting and you find yourself missing Charles while you are in New York for a talkshow interview. Warnings: 18+only, flufffff WC: 1.1k

F1 Masterlist || One || Two || Three || Four || Five || Epilogue

February 2025 “I wish you were here,” you whispered into the phone that you weren’t supposed to have in the talk show studio. “I’m shaking like a leaf.”

“You’ll do great, my love,” he reassured you and you could hear a lot of background noise from the other people at the airport. “I’ll see you soon.”

No sooner had the call ended that the studio lights dimmed and the live audience fell silent.

“Now our next guest really needs no introduction,” Jimmy Fallon began to say while you nervously paced behind the curtain, until Bea pulled you to a stop, “her debut self-titled album went platinum and I have no doubt her new album, Safety Car, will be just as good. Please, put your hands together for Y/N.”

Bea gave you an encouraging push and you forced yourself to focus on putting one foot in front of the other. No matter how many times you took the stage for a concert, or an interview, you still found yourself nervous - but you equally loved the thrill that came with it.

Once you were sitting in the chair the jitters faded away and you fell into the rhythm of answering the questions he fired your way.

“So, Safety Car, talk me through this album. How did you come up with the name?”

“Obviously Charles is a huge part of my life, we have known each other for a couple of years now, and this album was made collaboratively with him. That’s all him on the piano with pieces that he composed, so the journey of this album gives a glimpse into that relationship we have, especially the ups and downs that come with life. 

“I’m not sure if you keep up with Formula One, Jimmy, but when there’s danger on the track they deploy a safety car to guide the drivers through that peril. This whole album is about being each other's safety car and helping navigate the other through those hard times.”

“Wow, that is so wholesome and sweet,” he gushed before looking down at his cue card. “But what exactly is ‘that relationship’? Because we know you and Charles are together, everyone and their dog knows you two are together, but there was never actually any announcement as such and now there’s rumours that you secretly tied the knot while you were at the Vegas Grand Prix this year?”

You tipped your head back with a laugh. “You’ll have to ask him that because I don’t think he ever officially asked me out. We kind of just collided and stayed that way.”

“So you aren’t together?” he gasped like it was some scandalous news but you just gave him a wink.

“We love each other dearly, I mean, we found each other when we were both going through a difficult time and helped each other to heal. Any chance we have at seeing each other we take but we have always been aware that the reality is that our lives are in very different places. Charles’ work takes him all over the world and with my second tour coming up there just aren't a lot of places where our lines intersect.” 

The crowd sighed sadly but you shrugged it off with a smile as you continued, “Neither of us would ask the other to give up on their dreams, that wouldn’t be love then, would it? It’s what inspired my first single Love Is Letting Go. Charles had an amazing 2024 season and has renewed his contract with Ferrari, and his dream is to win a championship with them in particular so he’s very focused on that for this coming year and I’m so proud of him. Maybe one day our lives will be at the same pace but for now we cherish the moments we do get.”

“Oh don’t we know it,” the host chuckled. “We have all seen the photos floating around whenever you two hit the town. Looks like you have some pretty wild nights out together.”

“We do have a lot of fun. Why not? Life’s too short, might as well be wild and free.”

“That is true, but are you free? How else do you explain this photo?”

A picture appeared on the screen that had been taken inside the infamous White Chapel in Las Vegas. It wasn’t exactly clear who was in the photo because of the costumes but it didn’t take a genius to work out who was standing at the altar getting married. 

Pierre’s brown hair stuck out the front of a slick jet-black coifed wig while Bea’s white halter dress barely contained her boobs as she twerked against him. It was a little harder to tell it was you and Charles in front of Arthur, who had bought an online Certificate of Ordination so he could be the celebrant. Your brother-in-law had spent so long trying to find a printer in the hotel that he was last to arrive and left with a Star Wars costume.

“Well, Jimmy, I believe that is Darth Vader, Elvis Presley, Marilyn Monroe, and Bonnie and Clyde. And it looks like they are having one hell of a time.”

“That’s all you’re gonna give us?” he asked with a chuckle and mock disappointment as he shook his head. “Fine, fine. Can you at least give us a song?”

The small side stage was dark when you took your place at the microphone but when the lights came on and illuminated the piano it wasn’t Bea that was sitting there as planned.

The crowd screamed as they saw Charles and your eyes widened, a smile growing as you drank him in after a long two weeks apart. “You’re meant to be on a plane.”

“I got on an earlier one,” he said, the piano microphone picking up his soft words as he sent a wink to the camera, “so I could support my beautiful, talented wife.”

The air froze for a split second before chaos erupted and the audience cheered.

You looked across the stage at Jimmy as a smile broke on your face. “Uh-oh, busted!” You reached into your pocket and slipped the sedate diamond ring you had chosen, opting for something smaller than the huge rock that Charles would have gone for, and slipped it back on your finger that had felt empty without it. “I guess this makes us pretty official.”

Charles teased the crowd as he played the wedding march tune. “There was never any doubt in my mind.”

Tagging: @91vhs @alwaysclassyeagle @applespiez @ravenqueen27 @booksobsess @tempo-rary-fix @baw-sixteen @im-an-overthinker @notleclerc

#charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc x female reader #charles leclerc fanfic #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc x reader #f1 imagine #f1 fanfic #f1 rpf

[oh-shtars]

So for the Starsha dynamics in the “3 Star-keteers”I’ve collected in this fandom:

KOW!Starsha/“Wishing Star” by @annymation:

Aster tries to act all ‘cool and smooth’ only to end up a total idiot (affectionately) and embarrass himself trying, while their girl thinks they’re the funniest and most adorable person in the universe. Asha, on the other hand, thinks her art and gifts she’s drawn for him should burn in the trash while Aster thinks they deserve to be framed in a museum and make it worth a million blocks of gold.

TFS!Starsha/“RoyalStar” by @signed-sapphire:

Both are stuck in “The Nile” (Denial), and they can’t climb out of it so I guess we’re leaving them there to drown until they figure it out themselves. Everyone knows Cielo is down bad except Cielo himself apparently. Meanwhile, Asha thinks this rotten star has cursed her into feeling this weird feelings she never asked for. They’re both stupid <3

RFTS!Starsha/“Hopes and Dreams” by @oh-shtars (aka me):

Sueño is a very straightforward person when it comes to expressing feelings both positive or negative. A heavy PDA guy and gift-giver that showers Asha with every rock, trinket, leaf and flower he finds interesting until her hands are full. Asha gets highly overwhelmed by the affection since she’s used to her introverted ways of being a wallflower. But once she’s over her shyness and insecurities, it’s going to be Sueño’s turn to be blushing madly.

Basically:

RFTS!Asha: “Look, I can’t jump into conclusions. He’s like this to everyone. Besides, why would he like someone like me?”

Girl, he doesn’t literally light up or gift like 5 different rocks every 5 minutes to just anyone-

(Plus, both are pretty playful so they’re most likely going to be in friendly competition often of who flusters the other the most once they’re actually official.)

#Anny and Saph. you’re free to expand more on these dynamics btw :)) #they’re silly in every universe <3 #random flicker thoughts #Also I’m pretty sure they’d all kill if anything were to happen to each other #Aster for sure has already done it #reach for the stars au #wish au #rfts au #wish rewrite #wish starboy #wish star #wish asha #star x asha #asha x star #kingdom of wishes #the fallen star au #the fallen star

[the-authoress-writes]

Bradley’s Uncle(s) (And Dad)

Synopsis: The Daggers look through Mav’s TOPGUN class yearbook.

What they see surprises most of them.

In other related news, Bradley would like to bleach his brain.

And his ears.

Author’s Note: This was inspired by this tumblr post, and I churned it out in about half an hour.

I posted this on my main blog, @oh-great-authoress, eleven days ago, but it makes me cackle to the point that I feel that you guys on my fanfiction sideblog should see this too.

Title is inspired by the Fountains of Wayne classic, “Stacy’s Mom”.

Warnings: None, really, but the events of TG:M are completely canon for this, so a certain Admiral is unfortunately not with us in this ficlet.

The daggers were gathered at Mav’s hangar for their weekly get together, when one of them—not Jake, surprisingly—decided to snoop around Mav’s bookshelf.

Fanboy was looking at all the gathered NATOPS’ from various aircraft, when he spied the thin, blue-spined book entitled “TOPGUN Class One, 1986”.

“Hey Mav?” Mickey called out.

“Yeah, kiddo?” came the voice from the trailer, where Mav was heating the food Payback had brought.

“Do you mind if I take a look at one of your books?”

“Knock yourself out!”

“Thanks!” Mickey replied, immediately taking the yearbook, and moving over to the living area, where most of the daggers were. “Hey guys, look what I found!

It’s—”

“Damn—haven’t seen that in an age,” Rooster breathed, rubbing a hand over his upper lip.

“What is that?” Hangman asked, leaning forward, curious as ever.

“It’s Mav’s TOPGUN class yearbook,” Mickey explained as he laid it out. “Mav said I could take a look.”

The first photo was of the whole class together, and more than a few of the daggers silently chuckled at the fact that Mav was one of the shortest people in his class.

There were a few photos included that were also visible on the hangar walls, the versions in the yearbook printed with a small “Courtesy of Carole Bradshaw” or “Courtesy of Pete “Maverick” Mitchell” in the corner.

Then they came to the section with everyone’s official Navy portrait, when suddenly, Phoenix reached out, and grabbed the book, wide-eyed.

“What?” Rooster asked, speaking for everyone, shocked and worried.

She pointed vaguely at the page, her mouth slack.

Halo immediately turned away and spat out her drink.

“Hey Cal, you okay?” Omaha rushed over.

“Yeah,” she rasped, coughing and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. “I just—I never expected Admiral Kazansky to be hot!”

The other daggers immediately leaned to look at the book, and true enough, there was twenty-six year-old Thomas “Iceman” Kazansky in all his youthful glory.

“Well, I’ll be damned, who knew the late COMPACFLT could give me a run for my money?” Jake whistled, while everyone else save Bradley blinked incredulously, trying to reconcile the image they had of Admiral Kazansky with the image they were seeing.

Phoenix scoffed, leafing through the portraits section, “Most of Mav’s class could give you a run for your money, Bagman, you’re hardly God’s gift to women.

And even now, Mav could give you a run for your money,” she declared, ignoring the Texan’s dramatic gasp.

“I know, right, Nat—I mean, you saw those abs—who has those abs at fifty-seven?” Halo whisper-shouted.

“Oh, yeah.” She paused, then blinked. “Gotta admit, though, young Mav hits different.”

Halo leaned and nodded, an admiring smile on her face. “Ooh, yeah, he could totally get it.”

A sharp sound pulled the two women away from their musing, and they turned to see Bradley had slammed his beer bottle down on the coffee table, and he was striding away towards the airstream. “Roo, what are you doing?” Natasha shouted.

“Nope!

No!

I’m not listening to you guys thirsting over my dad and uncles!

No!!”

It’s Traumatize Bradley hours in this blog I guess 😂!

If you look at the nametags they’re all wearing in TG86, the second row says “TOPGUN 1”, so I’m assuming that there’s more than one TOPGUN session a year, at least in the TG/TG:M universe.

Taglist

@valmare (I know you saw it already, but I’m including you because it’s the taglist, sorry Mir!)

@callsign-skydancer

@permanentlyexhaustedpigeon88

@tadomikiku

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#this is completely predicated on the idea that none of them ever bothered to look at the huge photo of mav and ice in the TOPGUN foyer #which is wholly plausible #bahaha 🤣 #the defense department regrets to inform you your daughters are *ded* because of the navy(al aviators) #officially in my val kilmer era #not me 👀 at men literally old enough to be my father #but phoenix and halo are i guess #top gun: maverick #top gun maverick #top gun maverick fic #top gun: maverick fic #mickey fanboy garcia #pete maverick mitchell #jake hangman seresin #bradley rooster bradshaw #natasha phoenix trace #callie halo bassett #neil omaha vikander #tom iceman kazansky

[shadowwolflady]

Bodyguard

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Summary: The Council is demanding Kakashi have security personnel. But since he dismantled the old ANBU, no one will be assigned to him until the new ANBU is firmly established. Kakashi has another thought, why not have someone who knows him the best? However, others don't see it that way.

Established relationship, Hokage Kakashi, married couple, Kakashi x OC

Kakashi X Rai

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"Why not?" Kakashi asked the council. "Wouldn't it be best to have someone who knows me? Rai would be perfect." Around the council room, Kakashi and the elders of Konoha, along with Shikamaru, sat to discuss the latest developments of the village. Heads of notable houses sat around the circular room, while elder shinobi and elected officials sat between them. Kakashi sat at the place for the Hokage, behind a leaf village symbol on the front of the curved table. Behind him, the symbol of fire decorated a banner.

How Kakashi despised these meetings. They were mundane and most of the time the issues were foolish. Most things could be dealt with by the individual, but “protocol” was a curse and had to go through the ranks before anything would be dealt with. As much as Kakashi respected the old ways, he needed to get rid of this. This system had to go and be redone. But it would take much longer to dismantle this than it did the ANBU.

The council men tried to convince him otherwise.

"My lord," one of them tried to be courteous. It was clear everyone was on edge about the topic.

"Stop that My Lord stuff." Kakashi huffed a sigh as he rested his head in his hand.

"Lord Hokage… she's a demon." Finally someone said it. The reason why everyone was against this in the first place.

"So?" Kakashi challenged that comment. What difference did it make that she was a demon? Kakashi could have scuffed at them. "Who better to protect me then my own wife?" There was some murmurs among the council members. Shikamaru heaved a sigh as he sat next to Kakashi.

"And that's the other thing. It's your wife. Emotions get involved. You can't think rationally." Another elder council man gestured with his hands as he addressed Kakashi.

"Rai has more experience in her pinky than any of these other candidates combined." Kakashi told them, pushing the papers away from him.

They had just done a blind vote on the candidates. Blanking out the names and any identifying information before having the present council members vote on who was the most qualified. Of course, when it was revealed as to who it was that they all voted for, the council began to reject and withdraw their votes.

This didn't matter to Kakashi. He had already made up his mind. Rai was going to be his bodyguard despite the council.

"But, my lord… the time of peace may not last. We need to understand what the outside sees. And when they hear, your wife, is at your side, protecting you, what do you think they will say?" The most senior member of the council warned. It was clear he was trying to be misogynistic and poke at Kakashi's pride. But Kakashi would have none of this.

"I don't care about what they think or say." Kakashi didn't care what people said about him. He needed results, not words. Rai was, by far, the best candidate.

"You have a reputation to uphold. With a demon at your side, you might be sending the wrong message." The senior member reminded him. “She is also in charge of the new faction of ANBU. The Dark Chakra and Demonic Entities unit that you advised us was essential.”

“Shouldn't she focus on one thing at a time?” Another council woman asked.

Kakashi and Shikamaru walked down the hall towards the Hokage's office. Once inside, Shikamaru closed the door and turned to face Kakashi's back as the elder went to his desk.

“There has been more than enough time to establish the branch. She can do both. I have faith.” Kakashi pressed.

“You might want to reconsider, Kakashi.” Shikamaru voiced. “I understand Rai is the best option and she knows you well. But it is intimidating to have a demon next to you.”

Kakashi gave a slight glare to Shikamaru after he sat down in the chair behind his desk. Not him too.

“You also have kids, on top of her being the head of that new demon ANBU branch.” Shikamaru tried his best to reason with him. “She's going to be stretched thin. I don't think you want to do that to your own wife.” Shikamaru knew if he did that to Temari, he wouldn't have a place to call home anymore. Along with her probably castrating him. “Just reconsider your options. They are right. The time of peace may not last.”

“Who better to be at my side in case something does happen?” Kakashi pressed him.

Excusing himself, Shikamaru went to try and find Rai before anything else got out of hand. Strolling the streets, he didn't really know where to look for her. Perhaps she would be shopping for the kids?

Shikamaru sighed. This wasn't going how he wanted. “Sounds like your mind is already made up.”

Heaving a sigh, he headed towards the address he quickly searched for before leaving.

There was a knock at the door. Who could that be? Rai snuck her chakra out as she got to the door. It was a friend. A familiar scent crossed her nose. Opening the door, she was surprised to see Shikamaru there.

“Shikamaru? What can I do for you?” Rai asked before glancing back to make sure her kids were still inside but not within ear shot. Not being able to hear them in any mischief, she turned back to the young man at her door.

Shikamaru stuffed his hands in his pockets. “Rai, can I talk to you?”

“Sure.” Rai carefully stepped outside and almost shut the door behind her. Just a sliver of the door remained open, enough for Rai to clearly hear any of the kids if something were to happen.

“All right, this is a drag,” He mentioned as his hand went up to hang off his neck. “So I'm just gonna cut to the chase.” Allowing his hand to fall back to his side, he looked back up at Rai's brown eyes. “Kakashi is gonna ask you to be his bodyguard.” The blink gave it away that she was shocked and not expecting this. Rai felt honored. Of course she would do it. Yes, it may be a bit of a stretch with the kids and the new branch. “I want you to decline.” He was direct in his command to the point of being harsh.

Her brown eyebrow quirked in curiosity. “Why…” Rai drawled out the question. There had to be some kind of catch here.

“It's not where you should be.” Rai took offense to this. Shifting to rest her weight more on one leg, she crossed her arms over her chest. Now, he was getting a scrutinizing look from her. Crap. What did he say? “Kakashi needs to work and having you there would be-”

“A distraction?” Rai interjected, her tone condescending. Who did this boy think he was? The Nara head didn't understand the relationship Rai and Kakashi had prior to them dating and getting married.

Fuck. What did he get himself into? Shikamaru scrambled his brain to try and explain himself, “No, he just needs someone who can watch out for him.”

“And I don't do that already?” She questioned him. His comment rubbed her the wrong way. Rai had always looked out for Kakashi. If anything were to happen, Rai would be the first one to know before anyone else.

Shikamaru stood his ground, despite feeling like he was going to lose this verbal discussion. “Look, there's just too much emotion involved between you two.”

Rai closed her eyes and took in a breath. Irritation left her with the air she expelled. “Shikamaru, Kakashi was my ANBU Captain first and foremost.” Opening her eyes, she looked up as she began to explain their history. “We worked together for years. I highly doubt that being professional would be an issue.”

“There's also the fact that, besides being his wife, you are a demon.” And there it was. The main reason as to why he was against this from the very beginning, along with all the other council members. Why was being a demon such a bad thing? “A demon at the side of the Hokage doesn't quite make a friendly appearance to other countries.” There was merit to that comment. No lie was detected. A demon at the side of any ruler made for an intimidating factor when negotiating.

“If it's discretion you are worried about, maybe you should consult my training.” Rai heard one of her kids starting to fuss. It sounded like Kanami. Shifting to stand equally on both feet, she reached behind her to the doorknob, indicating she was done talking. “Thank you for alerting me, Shikamaru.” She said quickly as she started to turn to head into her home.

“Please decline his offer.” Shikamaru's words caused her to stop. “You're making a big mistake. Think of your kids.” Shikamaru tried one last ploy. “If something happened to both of you-”

Later that week, Rai found herself in the Hokage's office, standing in front of her husband. Kakashi leaned back on the front of the desk, crossing his ankles as he rested his hands next to his hips on the ledge of the wood.

Rai raised her hand. Shikamaru quickly silenced his mouth. “Thank you. But I believe that decision is up to me.” Rai insisted. “I will talk to Kakashi about his options.” With those words, Rai slipped back into her house and shut the door behind her.

“Rai, good. You're here.” Kakashi had called her in concerning something that had been brewing. “How's things going with the new branch?” He was genuinely curious. They rarely talked about work outside, especially in front of the kids.

“New applicants are being looked over.” Rai commented. “Not many people applied.” She had to tell him the truth. No one wanted to go through more training.

Kakashi curled a finger around his chin. It was just as Sai mentioned. Not a lot of interest was taken in the new branch. “Sai did mention having a basic knowledge of dark chakra and demons as a part of the new ANBU might not be a bad idea.”

“I would not be opposed to it.” Rai responded. Actually, she liked that idea. Even if it wasn't thorough, just having a bit of knowledge might help.

Kakashi looked up at his wife. “If it is doable, I would like for the new recruits to begin training immediately on the subject.” Rai gave a single nod.

“I can get on that immediately.” Rai went to bow and dismiss herself.

“Ah, Rai.” Kakashi called to her noticing she was going to retreat. “There was something else I wanted to talk to you about.” Rai looked up and righted herself. “Actually, it is more of a request than anything.” His gray eyes looked off to the side before locking back with her brown eyes. “I would like for you to be my bodyguard.” He saw her eyebrow quirk. This small gesture didn't sit well with him. Living with her for years, he was tuned into her quirks and reactions. He was expecting a blink from her. Not this. “You're the perfect person, you know me, we've worked together for years. You're strong, you only need a little bit of training.” There was nothing wrong with his words, nor was he being overbearing. But he had a feeling Shikamaru got to her.

“I'm a demon.” She said bluntly. Kakashi blinked at her statement. “On top of that. I'm your wife.” Her words were crisp and precise.

“Who better to watch after me? And if things get hairy, I can always trust you to get me out.” Kakashi reassured her. Also, he would feel much better with her by his side. Just the smallest gesture and she would know something was wrong. Why was it that people weren't seeing how good it would be to have Rai by his side? It would be easy!

“Kakashi, you want to keep peace with other countries, not intimidate them.” Rai didn't seem too enthused about the idea to make her his bodyguard.

“Shikamaru got to you.” Kakashi sighed, his head lulling forward. There were pros and cons with every individual. Rai's pros vastly outweighed her cons. At least in his eyes.

“Yes. But he's right. As many good things as I would bring to the table, there are consequences.” Rai elaborated.

“Your protection is what I need.” Kakashi stressed as he looked back up at her. “Forget what the others think or say. Your loyalty, your drive to protect, is unmatched.” At his comment, Rai felt her cheeks warm. “You would know if something was off before anyone else ever would.” There was a bit of silence between them. Kakashi felt a little disheartened that Rai didn't accept his proposal. Perhaps if he gave her an option. “Just give it a shot. If not. Then we will find someone else. And you could train them.” Kakashi wasn't sold on his last comments. There was a part of him that didn't feel like he would be getting the utmost protection. With everything that Rai had taught Kakashi about demons, he knew how fiercely loyal wolf demons were. Which is why he wanted her by his side. There would be no question as to where her loyalties lied.

Seconds went by as Rai mulled over the proposal in her head. She nodded in agreement. She accepted the terms.

#kakashi #hatake kakashi #kakashi hatake #original character #naruto #oc #kakashi x oc #naruto oc anbu #kakashi sensei #kakashi fanfiction #naruto fanfiction #naruto oc fanfiction #naruto oc #hatake clan #hatake family #hokage kakashi #rokudaime #rokudaime kakashi

[lloydfrontera]

Hi. I quite like the changes to the original Lloyd Frontera, which are a bit different from the novel. And I felt like there were two panels that I thought would be a good opportunity to ask other people what they think. So, what do you think about these two panels?

(I hope they don't ruin the good things we got this week in the next episode)

Oh and yes, what do you think webcomic! Javier will be like in the next episode? He now knew that Kim Suho was the fake Lloyd Frontera (I really don't like this change,) and from the look he had after knowing that the other voice talking to Kim Suho was the real Lloyd Frontera's, I have a really bad feeling about this. Is there a possibility that they will make Javier a meanie?

honestly. best two panels of the entire episode i'm not gonna lie. i am always down for getting more lloyd&arcos&marbella hugs and i know we already saw this one but it's from another angle so i'm counting it.

and it's a perfect adaptation of that very heartbreaking moment in og lloyd's internal monologue. not much i can say i think it was a great moment!

it is sad and heartbreaking and completely justified. arcos and marbella aren't happy here because they think their son has been replaced by a stranger, they're happy because they think their son has turned a new leaf and stopped destroying himself and others.

the webcomic apparently didn't do a great job at making this clear, but the issue with og lloyd wasn't a simple matter of him being annoying, or lazy or even him being alcoholic. he was being genuinely harmful to the people around him, he was violent and abusive and he didn't want to change. he had plenty of chances to be, if not amazing, then at least decent. hell, him just doing nothing would've been a step up from where he was.

but no, he was angry at being born in the middle of nowhere and decided to take it out on everyone around him. nevermind that he was a noble, heir to a estate, with plenty of chances to make something of himself if he so wanted to.

that's something ep 115 did pretty well actually, made it very clear that it wasn't about skills or talent or opportunities. it was very much down to what they did with what they were given. and og lloyd didn't do anything with what he had.

god what a great moment i wish we could get this level of quality and seriousness every chapter

but yeah! i think the beginning of this episode was amazing and very well adapted. i have my doubts about the grim reapers cause,,, those aren't in the webnovel and i'm always a bit wary of just throwing stuff at the already shaky worldbuilding of tged but like. who cares at this point akjshdka

as for what they're planning with javier. i have no fucking idea. i don't know what's their plan with him. his whole deal after the reveal in hell completely depends on him not telling lloyd he knows and initially being conflicted about trusting lloyd after figuring out he's a fake but,,,, well, that doesn't apply to the webcomic anymore. so we're officially on uncharted waters. don't like that <3

it would be really silly of them to make javier suddenly have an issue about it when they already made him not give a shit a couple chapters ago. it would make no sense from a character standpoint and it'd be just,,, tedious to see him go back and forth on a topic he'd already reached a conclusion about. so i doubt they'll go that route but also. i have no high hopes about lee hyunmin's ability for good character writing lmaoooo

#hey i got an ask #secretread #tged #the greatest estate developer #ep 115 #og lloyd frontera

[distinguished-slacker]

Please ignore this post I am just creating a checklist for when Mitsuba will get screentime so I will know how many of the facts (including silly ones) I brought up these past years about her have been addressed:

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Mitsuba’s demon debut (I hope it’s not another child-looking one…)

The mitsudomoe tattoo on her demon’s chest (does the tattoo imply the demon is Mitsuba’s or the Sangū clan’s possession? does Aoi’s demon have it too?)

Both fanbooks and the Bloody Blades game saying Mitsuba’s axe’s ability is to manifest an infinite number of demons (yet we only see her manifesting three at most so is she perhaps not using her cursed gear to its full potential or is it just Yamamoto not wanting to draw all that?)

Fanbook 8.5 stating there is no difference in strength between the demons of first to third rank (so Mitsuba’s demon shouldn’t be weaker than those of her squadmates)

What the hell was that time when some of her arm was sliced by Crowley, there was blood but then the next chapter she was surprised that there was no injury?

The similar names of Mitsuba and Aoi’s demons (note: Tenjiryū “Heaven-shaped dragon” and Chijiryū “Earth-shaped dragon”; are their demons perhaps related too? siblings? twins? halves of each other?)

Why is Mitsuba’s demon named after the sky and yet her manifestations come from the earth she cracks?

Why is Aoi’s cursed gear golden?

Why does the hilt of Aoi’s cursed gear have three-leaf clover symbol and drawings? (note: Mitsuba’s name means “three-leaf clover”)

Mitsuba backstory flashback chapter when?

The Sangū clan curse making all of its members blonde (note: the LN mentioned both hair colour-related curses of the Jūjō and Sangū clans but only the Jūjō’s backstory was explained)

Parents (were they good parents and why the hell did they appear out of nowhere?; judging by Mitsuba’s reaction to seeing them I feel like they were good…at least to her)

Did their parents name their daughters that way for a reason or was it just them being silly? (note: “Aoi” refers to a two-leafed plant while “Mitsuba” refers to a three-leafed plant yet they are the first and second daughters; is there perhaps another one?)

Why Mitsuba has such a bad relationship with Aoi?

Her feelings for Aoi

Did Kagami intentionally make Aoi start serve Kureto the same year Mitsuba was born? (Aoi was 7 at the time, the same age gap she has with Mitsuba, suggesting that Aoi was never around since Mitsu was born)

When did Mitsu join the army and how long did it take her to join the Vampire Extermination Unit?

Why did she join the army? (nepotism? forced to? had a desire to prove herself?; note: in one of the CD dramas Shinoa had to ask that question to her squad and Mitsuba was the only one who didn’t answer because she was too uncomfortable to say it)

How was her life with her previous squad?

How was her life after her squad died?

Why is she not loyal to the Hīragis?

When and under what circumstances did she meet Shinoa?

The weird stares she gives at Shinoa when she is with Yuu (I am placing my bets she is not jealous of Shinoa and rather she is just intrigued by her sudden emotional moments when she is with Yuu because the Shinoa she knows has always kept everyone at a distance…maybe she was also hurt that Shinoa appreciated more Yuu worrying for her in chapter 99 than Mitsuba worrying about her since Shinoa kinda half ignored her in chapter 86…also read a theory saying she fears Yuu and Shinoa getting together and leaving her behind just like Aoi did with Kureto)

Her feelings for Yuu (please don’t let her have an ‘officially confirmed’ crush on him)

Her feelings for Shinoa (note: in the fanbook 108 she said she worries for Shinoa the most and that Yuu comes second; it would be so good if she tried to get knock some sense into Shinoa for um…well, you know)

Her inferiority complex towards her squad

How she felt when abandoning the army

How she felt after failing to prevent Yuu from getting kidnapped

How she felt after being left alone when the war broke out

How she felt when she did was the only one of her squad to not contribute in the defeat of Shikama Dōji

If she is aware she is never contributing during conversations

Her view on the resurrection plan (is she actually going to resurrect her parents?)

Mitsuba’s desire

✔️: if the point is partially addressed

☑️: if fully addressed

✅: if one of the possibilities/theories mentioned becomes true

I hope that by the end of this year at least 2 of these points are addressed🤧 A lot of years ago Kagami said there is something awaiting Mitsuba and in the autograph session last Autumn he confirmed he has plans for her. So let me hope🥹…

#I will tick these as the months go by #but tbh even if she gets screentime I doubt some of these will be addressed #some are quite silly after all #I hope I am not missing anything #most hardcore *self-proclaimed* Mitsuba stan ever #come on Kagami you can do it #don’t ruin her for a man #or for ships in general #it would be kinda embarassing if she got ruined after all I’ve written #owari no seraph #seraph of the end #mitsuba sanguu #mitsuba sangu #mitsuba sangū #sangu mitsuba

[veryimportantsparkles]

The story thus far...

Megan (me) has been going through some kind of midlife crisis, but it's for the midlife of the Pokemon franchise. There's a long and convoluted gameplan that won't be explained here because parts of it are stupid. In this stupid part, I replayed Sapphire on an extra cartridge we had for reasons, MOSTLY to get a Latias, but also to refresh my memory on the events of 3rd gen. This was a relatively simple project, compared to the three separate playthroughs I just did for Leaf Green. I did not saddle myself with nickname theme gimmicks nor did I train any unevolved starters up to level 60. There was also no necromancy this time, and none of my Pokemon were burdened with the legacy of their forefathers. Pretty straightforward.

This post is to commemorate the brave and mighty Pokemon who fought for the championship in this playthrough, the

~~✨Second Sapphire Gijinka Journey✨~~

Becky Fern is our valiant starter. She thought she could solo the entire game, and that was almost true. She kicked her way across Hoenn, stopping only to cower from Brendan's Swampert and various Psychic-types. As the starter, she was forced into a 'big sister' role for every Pokemon I caught, and she hated it. She thought level grinding with the Exp. Share was a waste of time. But although she'll never admit it, she needed these losers. And she's proud of them.

Eryn Fern was the first Pokemon I caught after starting the journey with Becky. Shroomish are found in the Petalburg Woods, so Becky spent the first few routes and towns as the only Pokemon in my party. She was so mad when her 'only child' status was revoked. But I wanted a Breloom, they're neat!

So, Breloom's moveset options hinge on knowing Spore, and in order to learn it you have to leave a Shroomish unevolved until level 54. So Eryn spent the entire journey with an Everstone on, only to evolve right before the championship fight. The poor guy has no self confidence because he was stuck in baby mode for so long. But he's strong. And he's lucky; Dynamic Punch has 50% accuracy, but somehow in the Elite Four battles he managed to land his hits every single time.

When I first caught Shina Nera Fern, I thought it would be cool to train a Shedinja. Unfortunately, either I'm managing her wrong or Nera just isn't very good at battling. But Shina, the Ninjask, has been a great fighter. Shina and Nera both are big fans of Becky, they're sort of like Becky's cheerleaders. But Shina considers herself a friendly rival to Becky, and aspires to become stronger than her hero. She did it too; I entered the Elite Four with everyone at level 55 and Shina was the first to level to 56, making her officially stronger than Becky.

Ambience Fern was caught around the same time I got Shina, but I wasn't sure at first if she'd stay on the team. She's actually got decent stats and kept up with the rest of the team. Eventually I got her Ice Beam and that provided important coverage against Flying-types, which Becky, Eryn, and Shina are all weak to. I gave her Flamethrower in between attempts at the Elite Four, and I think that was the change that got us the win.

Ambi's appearance and personality was built around her Whismur form and she's kept a lot of those affectations. She's a shy little pastel-wearing princess, even if she's a giant shoutmonster who shoots three different types of mouth laser. She is soft and she cares about her friends a lot.

Ponderous Fern was added to the team because I encountered a Spoink and thought, "oh neat, a Spoink." He beat Becky in that fight before I could capture him! He's a prodigy and Becky hates him. He and Eryn are buddies, they get to sit together at the scorned-by-Becky table. He's normally soft-spoken and agreeable but he'll be rude and sarcastic to Becky, usually because she instigates it.

Spoinks really like pearls, which they somehow steal from Clamperls despite the 0% overlap between those species' habitats. Even after evolving, Ponder keeps a collection of pearls that he can use as amplifiers for his psychic power. Over the course of our journey we were given the Blue Orb, a key item that awakens Kyogre. Ponder claimed it and he won't give it back. It's his favorite orb. It's a key item so he can't hold it (I checked), but he won't let it go.

And finally, we have Hanna World, our world pillar. Now, every time I have to reset a cartridge I take every Pokemon out of it first, but you're required to have one Pokemon on the file. They get deleted when you make a new save file, so I commemorate them by catching a new version in the new file. The old file in this cart had an OT named Hanna, and I left behind a level 15 unnamed female Spinda. When I encountered a level 15 female Spinda in the new file, she gained the name Hanna. She's a clown, I guess.

Every 'world sacrifice' Pokemon gets a design theme that stands out from the others. Prometheus got a toga, Fujiko got a kimono, and Hanna is a clown. Or maybe, Spindas are just like this? She's dizzy and wobbly and giggly and says a lot of ominous shit. She's great in battle, although sadly her role in the Elite Four was mostly to stall while I healed someone else. She's always a sacrifice of some kind. Is it poetic? Maybe not.

Anyways they beat the game! Good job, kids!

After their victory, we went after my original goal, the Latias that only appears in postgame. I Master Balled her the moment we got her to show up. To give the team a little more challenge and adventure, we went after the Regis and Rayquaza. With some vital assistance from Inari, Mola, and Dayo we got all our legendaries, and this cartridge is concluded.

My next playthrough is Alpha Sapphire, which I'm playing for the first time. The idea is that with regular Sapphire fresh in my memory I'll get the most out of the remake's changes. I've already started gijinka designs for that run! When the game is completed, that cartridge is the promised land for a bunch of my champions from various 3rd, 4th, and 5th gen games. But before their world gets overrun by level 100 turtles from beyond reality, the locals need to tell their story. It's coming, I'm up to Mossdeep and my main obstacle is getting sidetracked by Super Training and berry farming.

I made this post really big because I'mma blaze it! Hi, random tumblr users! Follow my sideblog Popkas for non-OC-focused Pokemon shitposts! Let's find out if there's a size limit for blazeable posts!!!

#doodles #pokemon #gijinkas #second sapphire gijinka journey #gpoy #becky #blaziken #eryn #breloom #shina #ninjask #ambience #exploud #ponderous #grumpig #hanna #spinda

[nouies]

in honour of @bottomlouisficfest’s final writing party, i decided to share the snippets of the two fics i wrote for the fest. i’m a bit late but there were some ppl who tagged me in different things; thanks to @allwaswell16, @disgruntledkittenface, @boosbabycakes28, and @wemadethishome for tagging me! i’m tagging you all back in case you want to share something. <3

1. “Cold Spring”, coffee shop au, owner louis/writer pedro pascal

“So you and Pedro,” Sam started when they were cleaning the shop before closing.

“What about it?” Louis thought that the best plan of action was to feign innocence because he had a feeling what Sam was going to say.

Louis’ dating life was…nonexistent, for lack of a better word. For starters, he was extremely busy running the coffee shop, it took pretty much all of his time, and he wasn’t willing to leave his business unattended just for the sake of a relationship. Second of all, he was a young gay man—a very attractive one if he said so himself—living in a small village; everyone and anyone who he could have a relationship with had already been ruled out.

“I’ve never seen you this smitten with someone since, I don’t know, ever,” she stated. And it was probably true considering she had started working at the café about four years ago, and by that time Louis had given up on dating altogether. “And I feel offended that you’ve never served me a glass of water when I show up at work hungover.”

Louis chuckled. “That’s your fault for not measuring your alcohol.” He closed the drawers where they kept the cloth napkins after checking all of them were there. “Look, there’s nothing going on there so I’d appreciate it if you didn’t speculate about my relationship with the man, or lack thereof more like.”

“But why? He seems quite fond of you as well, haven’t you noticed?” Sam spun around with open arms, letting out a long sigh. “It’s so romantic if you ask me.”

Louis shook his head at his employee’s antics. “Well, I’m not asking you. And we should hurry up before it gets darker outside, come on!”

2. “could start a cult”, a/b/o breastfeeding au, hl as parents

Harry set the dried corn leaves previously wet to make them flexible on the table and brought out two cake icing scrapers that he usually used for when he baked. “Okay, love, what do you say if you make the pork tamales and I make the chicken ones so we save time and effort?” At Louis’ nod, he continued. “You just need to take a leaf, cover it with enough dough like this, and then add a spoonful of salsa.”

“Is this too much dough?” Louis showed him a corn leaf with the perfect amount of dough—not too much for the tamal to turn dry, not too little to have more filling than dough.

“It’s perfect, baby. More than perfect, actually, just like you.” He kissed Louis, just because he could.

As they poured water into the pot, Harry kissed Louis. As they put the tamales in the pot, Harry kissed Louis. As they started washing the dishes they used for the preparation, Harry kissed Louis. As Harry poured them wine while they waited for the tamales to be ready, Harry kissed Louis.

The alpha couldn’t contain the happiness that meant having the omega by his side. Ever since they had started dating, he knew his life would change for the better, and now he knew for sure. Louis made everything softer, kinder. He couldn’t fathom the idea of not having Louis in his life, be it as a lover or just as a friend, the omega had become an essential part of Harry’s heart, and he just knew that he wanted to hold onto that feeling forever.

Harry tried to imagine how it would feel to ask Louis to officially bond, picturing the perfect date maybe at their favorite restaurant. He knew the omega didn’t need a big gesture to be asked in marriage, so maybe if they could go away during a weekend, the two of them alone, Harry could plan something nice for his boyfriend. He smiled just thinking about it.

“Marry me,” Harry blurted out. So much for waiting for the perfect date.

#my writing #blff23 #cs* #csac*

[iobsessoverfictionalmen]

Mystery of Dreams and Reality - Part 5

AN: This is the last part of the Wishes and Potions series. Thank you to everyone who has engaged with this series and I hope you enjoy the finale!

This fic contains: swearing, Nevada, and Norman are their own warnings, mention of arranged marriage, smut, fingering (female receiving), hints of sub-Norman, cum tasting, unprotected sex (p in v), mentions of pain, spoilers for Harry Potter books, mentions of mafia/gang business and violence. There are also two references to Doctor Strange: Multiverse of Madness and references to previous installments in this fic. Spanish translations:

He escuchado mucho sobre ti - I've heard a lot about you

Sobrinos - nephews

You returned to Grimmauld Place following your chat with Severus with a heavy heart and a melancholy air.  The Potions Master of Hogwarts had given you plenty to think about and while the information he revealed to you didn’t place you or anyone else in immediate danger, the reveal of information had you feeling like an ant on a leaf adrift at sea.

Initially, while your friend had been interested in what you were telling him, he hadn’t fully believed it until you explained that there had been some marks left on your body from your last encounter with Sirius’ doppelgängers.  Severus’ fingers had spasmed on the table on top of some unmarked essays and in a hoarse voice he demanded to know how long the Weasley twins had left the vial in the sun for.

Severus’ reaction caused you to lose some of your own composure and after a few seconds, you managed to reply that you weren’t sure how long the vial had been left in the sun for.  You were tempted to tell Severus your estimate about how long the vial had been left in the sun but just in the nick of time, you remembered your friend’s speeches about how potions was an art that required precision so you held your tongue.

Severus’ hands trembled as he explained that there were some potioneers and runes scholars that believed in the multiverse theory.  In a quieter voice than usual, Severus continued to explain that his mastery in potions had taught him just how much of a pivotal role the sun played in the growth of ingredients and life in general and how too much sunlight could, in theory, cause a witch or wizard to experience the multiverse.  Essentially by leaving the vial in the sun for too long, the Weasley twins had unknowingly increased the amount of sunlight which led to the situation you and Sirius now found yourselves in.

Your mind was reeling.  Not because you were shocked at the fact that there were some scholars that believed that your world was one of many.  No, the reason for your shock was that Severus was implying that in many of these alternate realities, different versions of you were actually in relationships with different versions of Sirius and the dreams that you were having were actually situations occurring at that exact moment.

By the time you returned to Grimmauld Place, the sky had darkened considerably and you felt a pang of guilt that you had left Sirius alone for so long in Number 12.  Even though he had had his trial at the Ministry of Magic and been officially cleared of causing the deaths of James and Lily Potter, causing that explosion in the street, the deaths of the twelve Muggles, and being an unregistered Animagus, Sirius had elected to stay in Number 12 until the end of the school term when the both of you would take Harry on a vacation.

You knew it wasn’t easy for him to be back in Number 12 because there were so many negative memories attached to the place.  Before the incident with the potions vial, you had suggested that Sirius move in with you.  Sirius had leapt at the idea and that was when he decided that he would sell the place after your holiday.

Your worries about Sirius being alone for too long dissipated slightly when you heard him talking to Harry.

“The only fireplace is in the Dining Room and Sirius isn’t a fan of Floo calls.  He’ll do it if he really has to, like he did last year when he wanted to speak to Harry about the Tournament but if Sirius has a choice, he’d much rather use any other method.  He’s probably using the twin of the two-way mirror that he gave Harry earlier this year.”

Not wanting to interrupt Sirius’ conversation with his godson, you pulled one of the chairs near the dining table towards you and sat down on it.  Minutes later, you heard Sirius saying goodbye to Harry and you stood up from the chair.

You heard Sirius calling your name so you quickly returned the chair to its original position and climbed the stairs that led to Sirius’ bedroom.  The animagus was sitting on his bed and as soon as he saw you, he moved backwards, opened his legs a bit more and patted the space in front of him.

You obliged and the second that you sat down, Sirius wrapped his arms around you from behind and rested his chin on your shoulder.

“How did your visit go?”

You sighed and recounted what Severus had told you.

Sirius was quiet and when you twisted around slightly to see the expression on his face, you noticed that his expression was a mixture of thoughtfulness and intrigue.  At the same time, you felt his arms tighten around you.

“Well, I guess this proves it,” Sirius commented eventually.

“This proves what?” You asked.

“That I love you in every universe.”

You frowned as you thought of the first dream you had, the one with Doctor Zachary Smith.  Sirius seemed to be thinking along the same lines you were.

“Based on what you have told me, that version of me did love you just….” Sirius paused as he searched for the right way to describe his thoughts, “Not enough to give up on his nefarious plans.”

You weren’t sure what to say in response to that and so, you just leant into Sirius’ embrace.

“Hold me please,” you begged in a whisper.  “I’m not sure what to expect tonight.”

Sirius acquiesced and your last thought before you drifted off in his arms moments later was that you would definitely be returning the favour when Sirius experienced his dreams of his alternate selves as they interacted with the other versions of you.

You reopened your eyes to see your cousin Malky standing outside the door to your apartment.

“Remind me why I agreed to this again?” You grumbled as you stepped out of your apartment and locked the door behind you.  Malky stepped aside to give you some space.  While it was no secret in your family what Malky did for a living and who he really worked for, he was always the protective cousin when it came to you.

Which made the situation that you found yourself in (because of your cousin) all the more unusual.

Malky rolled his eyes and glanced up and down the corridor furtively before speaking, “A business deal went south and one…employee from Ramirez’s team offended one of my colleagues.  When he realised what he’d done, he fled south in an attempt to explain things but the business deal was irreparable.  Ramirez wants our teams to be able to work together which is why he’s organised this function.  He knows that he would be the one who would lose more if our teams didn’t collaborate effectively.”

You had to hand it to your cousin; he was good with words.  You supposed that came from who he dealt with on a daily basis.  If an outsider with no knowledge of the world Malky was a part of had been listening in, they would have simply assumed that Malky was talking about two competing businesses.

But you knew better.

“Look,” your cousin continued.  “Cards on the table here.   The boss appreciates what you’re doing for me.  I bring you to the party, it reinforces the family ideal that Ramirez wants to promote and your act with Stansfield also shows him that you’re off limits.  It might even get him to think twice about how far he is willing to expand his territory.”

“How long is that going to last when he finds out that I’ve never met your boss?” You muttered.

“As long as you can act like you have met the boss and that you are in a relationship with him.  We’ve laid the groundwork and we have no doubt that Ramirez has already hacked the server and found out about you.”

“Is this supposed to fill me with confidence?” You asked as you made your way to the street and walked over to the car that Malky indicated.  The second you drew near, one of Malky’s team (and you used that word loosely) opened the car door for you.

Malky slid in beside you, “We’d rather not take the chance that Ramirez offers to unite our communities through marriage with one of his own people. There were rumours that he was considering the idea.  That’s why I suggested you.”

You closed your eyes, “You know you owe me for this, right?”

“That is crystal clear.” Your cousin shot back, “I promise to make your favourite foods for a month.”

A little appeased, you relaxed into the car seat, “At least.”  You smirked at Malky’s resigned expression; he knew you would hold him to his promise.  You weren’t sure whether it was a good or bad thing that the drive to the restaurant where you would be meeting Norman Stansfield and Nevada Ramirez along with their men was a short one.

Once you had climbed out of the car, Malky gripped your hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze.  He didn’t offer any words of encouragement and you knew that was because in his eyes, him squeezing your hand in support was worth more than any words he could offer.

With a sudden burst of confidence, you strode into the restaurant with Malky by your side.  It wasn’t hard to locate the table that Norman Stansfield and Nevada Ramirez were occupying since both men had their men sitting around the restaurant in different booths glaring at each other and staring out of the window. 

You noticed that the bosses were complete opposites the second you laid eyes on both of them.  Norman wore a tan suit with a white shirt underneath.  His hair and beard were a light brown and he seemed to be exaggerating his movements whereas Nevada was dressed completely in black.  The only item that he wore that was a different colour was a gold cross around his neck.  Your immediate impression of Nevada was that he was very calculating and that he wasn’t one to mince words.

You had no idea what force influenced your actions but upon drawing level with Norman, you reached out a hand and rested it on his shoulder.  You didn’t see Malky stiffen next to you and do his best to control his wince.

However, your cousin need not have worried about his boss’ reaction to you touching Norman’s suit-covered shoulder.  Without breaking eye contact with Nevada, Norman raised his right arm, hooked it around your waist, and pulled you into his lap.

Nevada didn’t seem surprised by your arrival either and he leant forwards to shake your hand once you had settled yourself in Norman’s lap.

“He escuchado mucho sobre ti,” Nevada greeted you.

Your mind registered the switch to Spanish and you also noticed how Nevada used the informal version of the word you.  It was fairly obvious that he was testing you and his statement in Spanish led you to two possible conclusions.  One: Nevada wanted to see your reaction to his immediate lack of respect especially since Malky had told you that Norman didn’t speak Spanish.  Two: Nevada wanted to see whether you would translate for Norman, Malky and the other men.  Doing so would give Nevada an advantage over Norman.

You smirked and didn’t take your eyes off Nevada, “Then I’m sure that you are aware that due to our closeness in age and the fact that we grew up in the same neighbourhood, my cousin and I share the same opinion when it comes to protecting members of our family.  The easiest way to protect people is by knowing them.  Knowledge is power after all.”

“Spare me your bullshit.” Nevada scoffed, “I’ve seen enough Disney movies with my sobrinos for today.”

“It’s not bullshit,” you replied with your smirk still on your face.   Malky’s words about Nevada wanting to uphold the idea of family had just been proven by the man himself.  “I know everything about the men that stand behind Norman.”

“You do?” Norman questioned.

You were pretty sure that Malky was fighting to hide a wince and you knew that Norman could take your words to mean that Malky had overshared information about his boss’ business dealings.  Thinking quickly, you relaxed against Norman and linked your fingers with the hand that was draped across your body.  Hopefully, that would distract the man and you would be able to explain to the crime boss underneath you that you were bluffing.

“Oh?” Nevada queried at the same time.

Knowing you only had one chance at this and that Nevada wanted an example; you inclined your head.  “I know all of Norman’s men are loyal to him and only him,” your words were just as much an attempt to convince Nevada as they were to convince Norman that Malky hadn’t done anything wrong.

“I also know,” you continued, “that you had a bit of trouble with three of your men in the club that you own trying to swindle you out of some of your profit.”

Nevada hummed, “By any chance, would you happen to know what I did to those men?” 

You paused for a moment before you answered the clearly loaded question, “Rest assured, you and Norman are alike in how you deal with those that betray you.”

Satisfied for the moment, Nevada gestured to the waiter who immediately rushed into the kitchen and returned to serve the food.  Throughout the delicious four-course meal, the men discussed matters of territory, alliances, and profits.   You and Norman played up the couple act and you did your best to be as convincing and natural as possible, especially when you noticed Nevada’s brooding gaze on you or Norman.

While a tense air persisted throughout the night, you hadn’t really expected an easy evening and most of the tenseness came from when Nevada’s men and Norman’s men interacted with one another.

There was a sense of forced politeness when it came to the interactions and many, many dirty looks but the men couldn’t do any more than that as they didn’t want to risk the anger of their bosses.  Thankfully, the night did end and when you climbed into the same car that brought you to the restaurant, you let out a long sigh of relief.

“I couldn’t agree more.” Norman’s voice sounded from inside the car.

“SHIT!” You yelped, “I thought you were Malky!”

“Your reaction made that very clear.” Norman assured you before commanding the driver to start driving.  As much as you wished the driver wouldn’t follow Norman’s command so you could get out of the car and try to find your cousin, you knew the driver wouldn’t hesitate to obey Norman’s order.

Norman ran a hand over his beard, “Thank you for tonight.”  He inhaled sharply, “I can imagine that it wasn’t easy for you.”

“That’s an understatement,” you chuckled nervously.  The confidence that you had displayed in the restaurant was quickly slipping away and you were increasingly aware that you were in the backseat of a car next to Norman Stansfield.  That thought reminded you about your cousin.

“Where’s Malky?”

Norman examined you critically, “Is that what you really want to talk about now?”

You regarded him with an unimpressed look. 

“You know, you and your cousin have the same I’m-upset-with-you face.”

“Oh, so you’re familiar with it then.”

Norman chuckled, “Malky is safe.  He’s in another car and for the record, you’re just like your cousin described you.  It’s refreshing.  Like the rain during a storm.  It’s beautiful.”

The atmosphere in the air tingled with electricity and tension.  Except this type of tension had you craving more.  You wanted to see how far Norman would go.

His eyes traced your figure before coming to rest on your lips, “(Name)?”

“Yes?” You inquired.  You suddenly found yourself breathless.

“Stop me now if you don’t want me to kiss you.”

You licked your lips and watched as his eyes widened then darkened, “You won’t hear those words passing my lips.”

Norman looked like he wanted nothing more than to cup the back of your head in his hand and drag your lips to his yet he appeared to be restraining himself.

“Say it,” the DEA agent croaked.  “Say that you want me to kiss you.”

“Why limit ourselves?”  You had no idea where this boldness was coming from but you were certainly enjoying the affect that it had on the man across from you.

“Please my beautiful songbird.  Say the words and I’ll be yours.”

“I want your lips on mine,” you uttered.

Norman moved so quickly that your heart didn’t even have time to beat.  His lips pressed against yours frantically as if he was on a time limit.  You found yourself matching his intensity and just as you were regretting the restrictive nature of your seatbelts because you needed Norman to be closer to you, the car stopped abruptly.

Norman gritted his teeth, “Why have you fucking stopped?” He snapped.

“We’ve returned to (Name)’s place of residence, sir.”  The terrified driver stammered.

Needing no further incentive to move, you unbuckled your seatbelt and teasingly dragged your hand down Norman’s right shoulder and across his belt buckle, stopping just shy of the bulge you could see forming in his pants.

You shot the man what you hoped was a seductive glance over your shoulder as you opened the door, “Coming?”

The driver coughed to remind you of his presence and Norman was out of the car in a flash.  You had just climbed out of the car and shut the door (much to the relief of the driver) when Norman came up beside you.  He wrapped his arm around you, like he had at the restaurant, and pulled you into him possessively.

Your brain short circuited and all you could focus on was reaching your apartment as soon as possible.  Norman appeared to be as eager as you were and the instant that you had locked your apartment door behind the two of you, Norman pressed you up against the door and claimed your lips in another fiery kiss.

You melted in his embrace and your arms wrapped around his neck relishing in the minimal amount of distance between you.  Norman broke away from your lips to kiss and nip across your jaw before nibbling at your ear lobe.  You moaned at the action.

Panting, Norman pulled back slightly, “Do you want me to take you here or should we make our way to your bedroom?”

You envied his ability to form coherent sentences.

“Bedroom please,” you gasped out.

Norman stepped forwards and lifted his hands so that he could slide them up your legs.  When he reached the top of your thighs, his hands gripped you tightly.  The pressure alerted you to the fact that he wanted you to jump.  Impulsively, you decided to trust him and with a quick movement, you hooked your legs around his waist.

Norman grunted softly.  Once again his eyes trailed up your body and the way he was looking at you caused your breath to hitch.  You gave him directions to your bedroom and Norman began to move even before you had finished speaking.

Both of you were very grateful that it didn’t take long for Norman to reach your bedroom.

“Take your clothing off before I rip it off,” Norman growled.  His actions were the complete opposite to his words as he carefully removed his suit jacket and shirt.  Something in his voice told you that he wasn’t joking about ripping your clothing and because you didn’t want your clothes to meet that particular fate, you obeyed his gruff order.

By the time that you were naked, Norman was bare-chested and working on removing his belt from the loops of his pants.  You moved forward and ran your hands down the expanse of his chest.  Norman shivered as your hands touched his skin and he let out a low moan.  The bulge in his pants grew larger and Norman bit his lip.   He brought his hands up and encircled your wrists with his hands.

His chest heaved with each ragged breath that he took as he fixed you with a lustful stare.  “Get on the bed now,” he urged.

“Why?  Wouldn’t you rather see me on my knees?”  You argued, meeting Norman’s eyes with equally lustful expression.

You saw the temptation wash over Norman’s face before it was replaced with a heated glare.

“Bed.  Now.” He repeated.

 You felt yourself grow wetter at his stern tone and before you could think too much about what you were doing, your body had decided what it wanted to do and you were laying on top of your bed.  Barely a second passed and Norman joined you on the bed.  Your eyes drunk in the sight of him naked as he slotted himself between your spread legs.  Without breaking eye contact, Norman slid his fingers into his mouth and sucked on them.  Your clit throbbed at the erotic sight and your nipples pebbled.

With the lightest of touches, Norman dragged his now wet fingertips across your nipples and you arched into the touch.  Norman placed his other hand on your stomach to press you down back onto the bed while he used his other hand to trace around your opening, purposefully avoiding your clit.

Norman’s hands on you were electrifying and he seemed to be well aware of that fact because he sent you a sly wink before slipping two fingers into your pussy.  The moan that bubbled up from your throat was louder than you expected and it seemed to echo in the room.  Norman eased his fingers out of you only to slide them forwards shortly into you again after you whimpered.

It didn’t take long for Norman to find a gradual rhythm that had all of your nerve endings firing.  Each time that he slid his fingers out of you, your walls clenched around him in a desperate attempt to keep them inside you.  Spots of light danced in your vision when Norman added a third finger.

You grew so used to Norman’s actions that when he removed his fingers from your pussy and used them to circle your clit, you let out a pleasure filled cry and came when he circled your clit the second time.

When your senses returned, you noticed that Norman had wrapped his drenched fingers around his cock and was jerking himself off with his eyes closed and his head tilted back slightly.  Your lover’s eyes snapped open when your fingertips moved gently across his sac and up to cover his hand as it stroked his cock.

You felt Norman’s cock throb and precum dribbled from the almost purple tip.  Entranced, you watched as it slid down towards Norman’s balls.  However before it could continue on its journey, you removed your hand and swiped at the droplet with your finger.  Once the drop of precum was on the tip of your finger, you popped that finger into your mouth and savoured the taste of his cum.  Then you removed your finger from your mouth with a pop.

Your actions flipped a switch in Norman and after planting a hand on the bed next to your head, he surged forwards and impaled you on his cock.  Immediately, your hands flew up to grip onto his shoulders and Norman let out a pleasure filled hiss as your nails dug into his skin.  At the same time, you wrapped your legs around his waist and groaned at the change of angle.

Norman needed no further encouragement to move and he panted as his hips quickly found a bruising rhythm.  He changed the angle by leaning forwards and reconnecting your mouths.  His sudden action caused you to moan into his mouth and Norman’s hips stuttered.  He pulled away from your lips and rested his forehead against yours as his hips continued to roll.

Your breaths mingled and you felt your walls begin to flutter around Norman’s cock.  The man on top of moved his hand so that his fingers pressed against your clit again and your hips bucked up into the touch.  Your walls gripped Norman’s cock tightly and you let out a howl as Norman’s cock swelled inside you.  Moments later, Norman’s hips stilled and he let out a loud roar of “FUCK” as his cum spurted out of his cock and into you.

Your still clenching walls milked every drop of cum from his quivering cock.  To distract you from the oversensitivity, Norman ran his free hand up and down your body and murmured praises into your skin.  When your walls stopped clenching, Norman’s hips slid backwards and he collapsed next to you on his back. 

As your heart rate returned to normal, Norman manoeuvred you so that you were laying on his chest with one hand resting over his heart.

“We have to get cleaned up,” you reminded Norman as you yawned.

Your vision went grey before you could hear Norman’s reply and when your eyes reopened, you realised that you were in Sirius’ room, laying down on his bed with Sirius’ arms wrapped protectively around you even as the man slept.

Speaking of the man, he twitched in his sleep and his cock pressed insistently against your backside.  Remembering the promise you made to yourself before you fell asleep, you turned in Sirius’ embrace and pressed a kiss to his cheek.

“I love you in every universe Sirius.” You whispered.

#mywriting #my fics #sirius black #female reader #norman stansfield #norman stansfield x reader #sirius black x reader #harry potter #severus snape #leon: the professional #trouble in the heights #nevada ramirez #malky #smut #mystery of dreams and reality

[digitalmidnight]

Ridiculous Kirby Headcanons

Unashamedly silly headcanons featuring the dream team with little to no basis that I can not fit into a fanfic at the time. In no particular order at all with cherry picking from various Kirby media.

Potential Bandana Dee backstories for why he is so high ranking

Adoption into position after Crystal Shards

Literally just walked up and said he's the new kings advisor one day and King Dedede said "K"

Found as child and Dad instinct says protect him, but King Dedede doesn't want to admit to having soft spot at the time so Bandee gets funky title and such.

Made King Dedede a cake and it was so tasty he made Bandana Dee the highest position he could

Just happened to be the closest Waddle Dee and kept getting more responsibilities. Ended up being good at it, it became an official job.

Things that would be funny if Meta Knight didn't know how/what to do, but Galaxia did

How to cook, however all of Galaxia's recipes and advice are ancient so it just looks like Meta is bad at this

A whole language that Meta Knight is pretending to know but it's just Galaxia translating for him the whole time

Dancing

Any weapon besides the sword, assuming Galaxia can still help him if he isn't holding her

Random and obscure facts that make Meta Knight seem well-read

Misc.

Meta Knight's favorite flavor is chocolate. He thinks it's a secret. Everyone in dreamland knows this is a fact.

Meta Knight and King Dedede, despite being highly intelligent in their respective fields, have the world's stupidest internet search history.

King Dedede has every clothing item in every color in animal crossing. He exclusively wears custom designs and the two very expensive crowns. His wand outfits are cosplays.

Meta Knight and Dark Meta Knight have equal drawing ability

Bandana Dee has eaten something, such as a leaf, to see if he could have a copy ability like Kirby.

Kirby has a random fear that pops up sometimes that if he eats a certain food he will gain a copy ability from it and become that food.

Meta Knight owns a pair of stilts. He did not buy these

Kirby has broken into his friends' bedrooms to have impromptu sleepovers

Meta Knight accidentally confuses the names of the members of his crew in much the same way a parent might say their dog's name instead of their child's. Nobody corrects him.

King Dedede is excellent at reading people because he discovered it gives him an advantage at chess and some other games he is determined to win

Waddle Dees learned their "charge at you and attempt to tackle" attack from King Dedede

Bandana Dee prints out fanfiction and binds them. He does not admit to reading fanfiction

Despite being a horrible cook, Kirby has learned to deep fry foods scarily well

King Dedede and Kirby recommend each other cooking shows. Meta Knight watches them too but will never say anything about it

Bandana Dee collects souvenirs from his adventures such as really cool rocks

Kirby has a better range of taste buds than an average human. This does not mean he has better tastes in food than an average human

King Dedede has attempted to get a pet dragon for his castle as all castles deserve a dragon. Kirby was 100% on board with this idea.

Meta Knight plays Cookie Clicker casually

Bandana Dee can not hover because he can not hold his breath. He can swim because he does not necessarily need air

Daroach sometimes sleeps on the Halberd without telling anyone, wakes up on a different planet, leaves to steal stuff, and accidentally gets abandoned on the planet leading him to have to call either his squad or Meta Knight to go pick him up.

Susie has modded video games involving robots as bad guys to make it so the robots win

Sailor Waddle Dee was the Waddle dee who stole Kirby's cake in squeak squad and has told nobody about this

Magolor makes prank DIY videos that encourage stuff like microwaving metal. Taranza falls for these posts.

Marx only texts in L33t speak

Kirby's past friends do visit him or call him at least once a month and on his birthday

Kirby owns Kirby merch. So does Bandana Dee.

Meta Knight has never gotten rid of a gift from a friend. He has many shoeboxes filled with crayon drawings from Kirby

King Dedede can draw realistically however gets too bored to finish the picture unless it's something he is really passionate about

Bandana Dee and Meta Knight are fishing buddies. Kirby and King Dedede are too technically but they keep falling asleep

Meta Knight rage quits Co-op games with the rest of the dream team.

Kirby has all of his friend's favorite foods memorized

The only person to ever beat King Dedede at chess is Kirby. Kirby has only played chess once and needed his friends to tell him how the pieces moved every time

Meta Knight can't drive and that's why he hired Captain Vul

King Dedede shows affection through gifts, mostly food related. Bandana Dee shows affection through acts of service. Kirby shows his affection in many ways, but especially physical affection. Meta Knight shows affection by rigorously training those he cares about so they can defend themselves

Marx has attacked someone else for being a food thief. He has standards and stealing food is a line one shouldn't cross. Marx has stolen food before and will do it again.

At least one of the Meta Knights' names aren't their real name, however they never corrected anyone and so it just kinda stuck

Bandana Dee has good attention to detail which allows him to find an absurd amount of 4 leaf clovers

#kirby #king dedede #bandana dee #bandana waddle dee #meta knight #headcanon #head canon #long post #This is just the ones i cant put in a fic #made a list so the ideas get out of my head #some of these are just what would be the funniest things #and some are just what makes sense to me however would be awkward to cram in a fic #guess what the next fic is after the current one lmao #also more characters but i aint tagging them cause they only appear like once #kirby headcanon