Thank you so much for the love and support I've gotten on here! Sadly, this page is being moved to my other account because I cannot for the life of me figure out how to keep this one and the other.
Stories on here are being kept up and reblogged to the main page! All of my new Arcana content and requests will be moved to the new account (for now @sugarraki , but will be changed to @/strengthsapptentice)
So, when I was hearing the criticisms hurled towards Hunter from TOH I was SURE he wasn't going to be a good character
Yknow what? He's growing on me. I've only watched up to s2ep10 but yeah. Though, I do admit I like the other characters A LOT more like Luz, Amity, Eda, etc. The women in the show are so well written and I so wanna write fanfics for them!! Lumity has got to be my favorite (and probs most popular) ship in this world <3 I only got slightly annoyed with King early on because he seemed to have repeat lessons of not being selfish, but he changed to be better so no complaints from me about him now!
Lastly, I'm SO MAD THEY DIDN'T GIVE LUZ A PALISMAN DURING THE CEREMONY FFS YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO KEEP US HANGING!! I get why logically but emotionally I'm destroyed /lh
I friggin ADORE your writing and aesthetic! Not to mention Iida is my favorite Class 1-A student ever! I've had this idea for a while but I don't write MHA all that much so rip,,
Do you think I could request an Iida vs Shinsou x reader where the reader is the daughter (or child for a gn reader) of Selkie and has a seal quirk and is short and chonky? Basically a naive but sweet reader who ends up friends with a fair amount of students, but also gets into quite a bit of trouble when it comes to trusting everyone almost right away.
Ty for considering! Have a lovely week 💕
[ Oh? Thank you very much, I'm so happy you enjoy my writing. Tenya is hands down my favorite character, I just love him so dearly <3 ]
Much like many quirk users, you looked a little strange having taken after your father, Selkie. But much like the characteristics of an actual seal, you tended to be playful, friendly, and overly trusting.
While most have rudely reminded you that you shouldn't be so damn trusting. Tenya Iida, a student from Class A was rather sweet with his approach. "While I do understand some characteristics of your personality are influenced by your quirk, I do not wish to see any harm be it physical or mental come to you," he was one of the few people who looked out for you and steered you away from trusting the wrong people, to a certain point.
Another boy in your class was similar and while he didn't say much, he was content with your overly friendly attitude and on occasion would set other students straight when they attempted to speak about you in a negative manner. "I'd suggest you shut up and take a good hard look in the mirror to see your own faults," you didn't blame him for defending you, though you wished he wasn't so rude.
You didn't have any self-esteem issues related to your appearance and the compliments you received from Hitoshi and Tenya helped your confidence that much more, especially given your small and slightly pudgy stature. But regardless, Tenya noticed whenever you made small changes to your outfit and how they properly coordinated with your skin tone and overall appearance while Hitoshi would take note of your subtle expressions which allowed him to know when you were feeling a bit down and always said something that would make your day again.
There was an incident between general studies and the hero course in which you blamed yourself as you had mistakenly trusted someone who, in turn, involved you in their prank which resulted in the principal and teachers getting involved. "Did you honestly think they were a good person when they told you they hated Class 1-A?" Hitoshi questioned before Tenya spoke, "It does not matter if they were a 'good person,' their disregard for the Class A students is the issue," Hitoshi didn't seem to take too kindly to his words and an argument over which students were most important followed suit.
You loved swimming above everything else and often asked if you could utilize the pool Yuuei had. You enjoyed inviting anyone you considered to be your friend, however when Tenya and Hitoshi arrived on the same day. Tenya spent a majority of the time reminding you of pool safety and not to splash while Hitoshi sat on the edge of the pool making snarky comments in reference to Tenya's rules.
"How can you possibly continue to give your trust to such an individual who has bluntly attempted to shame Class A?" Tenya questioned, seemingly offended by your friendship with Hitoshi after he had confronted Class A and taunted them with the fact that one of them will fail and make room for a general studies student to join the hero course instead. You didn't see any reason why you should stop trusting Hitoshi especially knowing his dream to become a hero.
Regardless of the small hiccups between the two boys, you continued to show your support for both of them. Despite the fact they would tend to get jealous of just which one of them you cheered on more. "Surely they were exhibiting such excitement due to my victory in the previous round," Tenya would try to justify, however, Hitoshi would laugh his words off. "If you thought they were showing excitement for you, you're mistaken..."
So!! I'm thinking!! I wanna get into long term fanfictions on Wattpad or AO3. They seem so fun to do and are a bit easier to do on a platform like those. However, I will NOT abandon this blog or leave requests unanswered! I'm just taking a bir for ideas because writing is difficult... Plus i have debt to pay today 😭
Werewolf T would 100% present the reader with entire watermelons or pumpkins or just various large snacks & he refuses to use his fully functioning humanish hands to carry them
Reader just takes a deep breath and sighs as T begins to pick little pieces off the floor & munch it. He’s so proud of himself & he’s just wiggling back & forth
Werewolf T would 100% present the reader with entire watermelons or pumpkins or just various large snacks & he refuses to use his fully functioning humanish hands to carry them
I now have all 6 mlp kinsonas! Julian art was done by morganbelino on Instagram but the Julian kinsona still belongs to me I created the kinsona but this art piece was done by morganbelino the rest are done by me
I got into a tiny car accident a week ago and haven't told my mama yet because I handled it myself with insurance and I'm so scared someone is going to tell her and have her mad at me 😭😭😭😭
A CAR CRASH??? LMAHAHHAHA I HOPE U GOOD
ZAMN THO I WOULDNTA TOLD MY MOM EITHER THATS A DEATH WISH DW THO IAN FINNA TELL HER
Another non fanfiction post but please do bear with me!
First off, I appreciate EVERYONE who has interacted with the blog so far. Every single person has been kind, caring, and not in the least bit toxic. This post is not directed at you lovelies nor the kind newcomers who might see this very post. To you all, my blog is a welcome and warm space for readers, friends, and casual viewers alike! If you have a problem, please let me know so I can help you. You're my little lion cubs and ily 💕
My frustrations lie with anyone who wishes to bring hate to my blog beyond this post. If you have any problems with me or my opinions, you talk to me directly. Anonymous hate will get you nowhere, in fact it'll probably get a good laugh out of me. If you attack anyone on my blog, it will become my problem. I never "mind my own business" when I am asked to help a friend.
Sadness and venting is more than okay for my blog and messages, but never will I tolerate harassment or hate. Stay safe lion cubs, I'll be back with more posts soon <3
mayyyybeee 4*town and reader (separate) get into a fight??? mayyyyyybeeeee they as well make up at the end because my heart cant stand breakups 💔
Okay when I first saw this ask I rubbed my hands like a raccoon and cackled, I'm really gonna angst it up-
Second note from a few days later: So uh... Robaire's was 1.2k words... And I don't want to cram these all into one enormous post, so I'm going to separate these into multiple little parts!
Robaire | Jesse (wip) | Aaron Z (wip) | Aaron T (wip) | Tae Young (wip)
It wasn't supposed to end up like this. Him standing in public with broken glass and red stains all over, flashing lights of cameras blinding him to you, his partner, shaking on the floor. This isn't the Robaire you love, this is a different man. The question of how it started can't be answered easily from this point, you play back the whole day in your mind to think of what to say to Robaire.
It started that morning. Dim red sunrise cascaded into the room where you and Robaire spept soundly. While you were snuggling in his shadow, Robaire laid awake. His deep brown eyes lazily gazed at the ceiling while his mind ran wild. 'I have to tell them today. Shit, what are they going to think? They're going to break up with me over it, but I can't keep lying either. God, today's going to be hard.'
Breakfast. Agent meeting. Lunch. Band practice.
Everything was going greater than normal. You had been off with family errands while Robaire kept to his normal routine. The only exception to Robaire's day was a little gift you left for him in the band's recording studio, with the note reading:
"Hey love, I noticed you left this at home! Wishing you a good day at band practice <3
- Y/N"
Lord have mercy, dinner was going to be tough.
Dusk settled in the bustling city, the neon lights kicking on and complimented with music of all genres changing with every building passed. Y/N had finished up her errands early just to look nice for dinner while Robaire paced all over the bedroom of his house in anxiety.
5:57.
He had to be at the restaurant by 6:15, but no amount of anxiety relief worked on his congested mind.
5:58.
Each second ticked on and on with Robaire dreading each one passed. It's already two minutes until six?!
5:59.
It's no use dreading the inevitable, so... Why was it so hard to tell you? So difficult to come out about it?
6:00. It's time.
The commute couldn't be long enough, but he knew he had to face whatever you were going to throw. Ready or not, Robaire couldn't run anymore.
"Sweetheart! There you are!" You rushed up to him and lovingly pecked his cheek. "I was wondering where you would be. Let's get to our seat!" "Yeah- uh- Table for two please," Robaire managed to sputter out to the hostess, who nodded and led you both down the isles.
"Listen, Y/N, I've been meaning to tell you this for a while-" Robaire stopped himself, but Y/N just stared awkwardly. "Which is?" Now Robaire wore the confused look, "You... Aren't going to stop me so you can order?" "Sweetheart, I'm not that oblivious. I can tell something is bothering you, and I want to know as soon as possible."
The inevitable couldn't be denied anymore.
"Y/N, remember the cat we were caring for last year?"
"Yeah, the one that ran away? Why are you bringing her up?" You gasped, "Did you find her? Did you find Little Missy?!"
"No... She didn't run away at all. Mon Amour, she, uh," Robaire choked down his uncertainty, "She was ran over by our band manager."
"Say that again." You gripped your hands into fists, "Say it again, Robaire! Tell me it isn't true!"
His silence spoke volumes. The chatter of other patrons and clinking of silverware drew further and further away from your mind, the agitated breathing from the man in from of you growing louder with each tick of the clock above. Why? Why? Why did he lie for so long?!
"YOU KNEW THIS WHOLE TIME THAT YOUR MANAGER KILLED OUR LITTLE MISSY?!"
The waiter that walked by cocked his head towards you and him, but tripped on the carpet he didn't watch for. The two red wine glasses toppled from the tray and onto the table, to which shattered glass spewed across the wood and onto the both of you.
This all caught the attention of the paparazzi outside of the restaurant who regularly droned the place for celebrities, who all trampled each other for photos of the esteemed 4*town member and his angered lover. The blinding white, red wine stains, and broken glass had you backed into your seat and overwhelmed.
Robaire's face was one of pure shock. The man before you wasn't the man you loved for years. He was a scared and lost young adult who didn't know what to do. Even if your overwhelmed judgement wasn't the best, you mustered up the best response you could.
"Robaire... Call me when you're ready to actually talk about this."
It takes him two days to call you. His manager, the band, and PR reps have all been trying to get a hold of him but all have been trying in vain. He gathers his courage and picks up the phone with a huge breath.
-Ringing...-
"Y/N? My love?"
"Robaire, you had me worried sick! I didn't think it would take you two entire days to actually talk to me."
"Listen, I'm so sorry I brought you into the public and told you there. I just thought you'd take it better if it wasn't in the house."
"What are you talking about? That would have been the best place to tell me you lied!"
"Look, I'm-"
"No, Robaire, listen to me. Save the apologies for later. I want to know why the hell you kept that a secret for so long. Do you know how long I hoped for Little Missy to return? For her to be in my arms again?"
"..."
"Don't you even care that she's gone?"
"I do, Y/N, I do! It's why I kept it secret! I... I didn't want you to harden your heart. I love how you can just keep being so hopeful after so long... I kept seeing everything you were doing for Little Missy after she passed. How could I break you? How do you tell someone so hopeful that it was all for nothing?"
"...So your manager did it?"
"Yeah, but... I didn't want you to hate her for it."
"I... Don't know how to feel about her. I won't talk to her until I can think straight."
"And there's one more reason why I didn't tell you."
"And what could that be?"
"Please come home, I can only show you."
"Alright. I'll be there in an hour."
-Call Ended-
Knock. Knock. Knock. The sound of you at his door sends Robaire running to the door, shifting to hide something tiny in his shirt. "Y/N..." He greets you at the door, only for you to wrap him into a tight hug. "I missed you, sweetheart... Don't ever scare me like that again." Robaire places a kiss on your forehead, leading you into the house.
"Y/N... I wanted to tell you for a week now about this... Surprise."
"Surprise?"
"Yeah. I didn't buy it, I found it on the side of the road. It's... Not in the best condition, but it's the thought that counts, right?"
"Baby, that's... What could be so good from the side of the road-"
