I’ve remembered why I stopped writing on wattpad. It’s cuz I lose motivation too fast and can never finish stuff, so in a day or two I’m gonna post just a simple overview of Himiko’s past. But for now I’m gonna show you all another oc of mine
Her names Toshiko Niwa
Fandom: my hero academia
Age: 20/ five years older than class A
Height: 6’1
Sexuality: asexual/ doesn’t feel romantic love
Pronouns: she/her
Eye color: I can’t show it in picrews so I usually just go with random colors but her eyes are like streaks of different colors like the Netflix thing where it looks like string. That’s what her eyes look like
Hair color and length: dark brown and short
Skin tone: pale with a bit of a tan
Scars: one cheek scar, and other scars across her body
Quirk:
I did borrow this quirk from a fanfic on Ao3 called datastream
Datastream: this quirk gives its user the ability to see streams of data such as, a phone call, a YouTube video, text messages, or any other thing related to tech, and allows the user to access it doing so the user can see and or hear what the stream is and says. The user can also access cameras by tapping into their data stream doing so the user can jump from camera to camera or even tap into hero comms to contact a hero. The user does not have to touch the streams to enter them and is able to both be half in a stream and half still conscious so the user can have a conversation with a hero through a stream whilst still having a conversation with a friend physically. The downsides of this quirk are, even though the user can multitask and both interact with the world whilst still being in a stream if the user wants to fully dive into a stream they can no longer interact with the outside world using their physical body until they tap out of a stream, if fully in a stream the user becomes vulnerable to attack given that they are unable to fight back or even realize they’re being touched, moved, or spoken to, when quirk is overused the user becomes tired, gets headaches, and their eyes hurt as if they had been looking at a screen for too long, they also become more tired.
Sorry for giving up on writing all of Himiko’s back story but it’s never gonna get finished if I keep doing it this way
Also Toshiko is not a hero at first she’s actually a vigilante who then becomes an intelligence hero!
I saw @palfriendpatine66 do this some time ago and found it a great and fun idea, so I will do it too. Also UFO is such a delightful term!
Active WIP’s (WIP’s soon to be posted)
- Across time: A strange timetravel (not fix it) story where the Force brings Anakin forward in time and Luke back to meet Obi-Wan on Tatooine.
- A mpreg Mace/Ani which still lacks a proper title: Anakin, Ahsoka and Obi-Wan returns to the temple after being presumed dead, and they don't come alone, but brings a newborn with them.
UFO’s
- 24 kisses: My Christmas project for this year.
- Hunters of the night: My vampire ObiKin fic for Halloween.
- The sleeping knight: A star wars horror story inspired by sleeping beauty.
A few other ideas, I do not know when I will have time to write.
- Raza: The story about Sheev Palpatine secret daughter.
- The Temple: A timetravel short story.
- With our last breaths: A major characters death killing Obi and Ani.
And my eternal project.
Rewriting Nanika and planing the second part of the keepers. This is the story I really should be working on all the time.
A few days ago, @kindaorangey posted GREAT DALED HEADCANONS and gave me the permission to make fan art based on them. So I drew my favorite parts!! Look at them being supportive boyfriends. Look at their nonverbal acts of love. Look at their cute faces. I'm soft
Just something inspired by bonniekf8-blog ‘s ask where Lance’s S/O gets hit in the head and temporarily loses their memory! I’ll say this is the first part, idk where this will go, but i love the idea.
This is a long one, let me know if you like it!
He had been in meeting’s all day while (Y/N) was working when it happened. A pokemon went berserk in the center and they got hurt. Hit in the head. A concussion.
When Lance got to the hospital the doctors warned him (Y/N) might not know who he is. It wouldn’t be permanent, but to take it slow and not rush the process. The more rest they get, the faster the recovery process will go and things will be back to normal.
Normal.
The word rings in his ears as he watches you sleep, your head wrapped up and face set so peacefully like it’s all a dream. He holds your hand in his, fingers laced and pressed to his chest as the monitors beep in a steady rhythm. Within minutes and your lives were thrown for a loop, would normal be attainable?
He hushes his thoughts, his anxiety rearing it’s head to scare him even more than he was earlier. So wrapped up in his thoughts, he doesn’t realize you have awoken and have realized a grown man is holding your hand to his chest. He jumps a bit in his skin when you gently pull your hand away, your brows scrunching together in confusion as you look at him.
Your head pounds and it feels as though you’ve been dragged through a lake upside down. Your memories are a blur and it hurts to even try to think, much less think about what happened.
None of that explains why Lance the Champion is at your bedside, grasping your hand to his chest. This is the head of the Indigo League, Dragon Tamer known all across Johto and Kanto for his pokemon, his position and his looks. And he’s here! Holding your hand!
“Um, hello,” you greet him and grimace at how husky your voice sounds.
“I’ll get you some water, and the nurse,” he stands from the seat and crosses the room in a swift movement.
You can’t help but check him out in that time. Growing up, you and your sisters used to watching his interviews like crazy and cheer for him in the Champion Cup. What would they say if they saw him in your hospital room?
Wait, do they even know you’re in the hospital?
“Thanks,” you rasp, taking the cup from him and down it quickly. You clear your throat and try speaking again, this time you’re more satisfied with how your voice comes out. “Um, does my family know I’m here?”
“Yes, I’ve called your sisters and your parents,” he smiles, standing at the end of the bed. “Do you remember anything?”
You open your mouth to speak when the nurse and doctor come in and take your vitals. They ask the same questions and you glance at Lance, wondering why he’s allowed to stay in the room while your personal info gets said. Have you done something wrong? It’s no secret he’s also a government agent, maybe you were in the wrong place at the wrong time?
Either way, he shouldn’t be listening to this.
“Lastly, what do you remember?” your doctor questions, his fingers hovering over his computer on the tray next to the bed.
You shift a bit. Uncomfortable with all the eyes on you in the room and Lance can’t help it, he has an inkling you don’t know who he is and he wants to confirm it. It’s heartbreaking to think you’ve forgotten him, but he already has a plan to take care of you. If you’ll let him, now technically a stranger. He’ll have to prove to you that you’re married before you check out.
“Um, I went to work this morning in Olivine, I work at the pokemon center,” you start, trying not to strain yourself. These memories come back fast, but a little foggy. “I was taking care of a client’s..... Graveler? And it got defensive. Hit me with it’s arm on the head.”
The doctor frowns and glances at Lance. You do the same, wondering what scene he stumbled upon to find you. Were you helping some criminal’s pokemon?
Lance clears his throat after the doctor nods at him. “You haven’t worked in Olivine for a couple of years, (Y/N).”
“Oh,” you deflate, unsure what this means.
“You were attacked by a Graveler, however, so all is not lost,” the doctor pats your hand. “This is common in these injuries, the Chansey one scene was quick to use Heal Pulse on you. I expect you’ll be getting your memories back within a week or so. Had she been any time later and I would be worried.”
That makes you relax and you thank the doctor for his time as he gets up to leave. He would like for you to have one meal before heading home and prescribes some pain meds for you as well. The nurse gets food from the cart and sets it on the table tray for you.
Once they’re gone, you find it hard to move as Lance unpacks a duffel bag on the couch, pulling out some sweat pants and a t-shirt. He returns to your bed side and pulls the food so that it’s sitting over you. When you shy away from his offer to help you sit up, he smiles warmly, though you can see the hurt in his eyes.
“You don’t remember me,” he states with sadness.
“Um, I know who you are,” you mumble. “I’m just confused... Am I in trouble? Are you investigating something?”
He registers your words after a moment and chuckles. “No (Y/N). We’re married.”
Your world spins on its axis as you gauge his expression, waiting for him to laugh it off and slip into interrogation mode. When it doesn’t come, he lifts your left hand with his to show you the matching bands. You push the food away and sit up slowly, glancing from your hands to his face, wondering who’s pulling this prank on you.
“We’re what now?” you stammer.
He laughs. “We’re married.”
You pinch yourself, then him, when he flinches you glance around the room. “Is this a prank? My sister Emily would do this to me. How much is she paying you?”
While funny, Lance can’t help but feel sad to see you believe you couldn’t have married him. He takes his phone out of his pocket to show you his lock screen, a picture of the two of you at home. Your head on his chest after a rough shift at the center.
“See?”
You take the phone from him and examine the picture. He looks happy with you next to him, his handsome smile familiar from the poster you and your sisters had in your room at home. It all lines up, but it seems too perfect.
Your memories lost from an attack at work, you wake up and this hot man is claiming to be your husband.
I found this post that I thought would be fun to do. Send me a message with two characters, couples, or fandom and make me choose between them. Send me whatever you want (within reason) and I'll post a picture with my answer.
