late happy birthday to the beautiful @just-themys! 💛
“when training with knives goes a bit wrong”
i know you're not really into tua right now, but we met because of it so it’s only logical, also the art is a bit sad for the occasion, i guess, but then again seeing klaus take care of diego after training-with-knives-gone-wrong is kind of sweet, i hope? 💛
I don't know if it can inspire you, but it was raining heavily this morning and I thought about what a disaster it would be if Sendak had to be on earth and esperience heavy rain. So if this makes you want to write anything (eventually with Shendak, like maybe Shiro has him discovering earth with him but the weather isn't having any of that ? ) Hope everything goes well for you !
…fluffy fluff. Cuz we need that now. :)
A Blade!Shiro story.
Prompt #4: Bad Date
Shiro eventually took Sendak by the claws and welcomed him into theopen-air mall. Dressed in modest slacks with a black and red over jacket thatcut at his waist, and a criminally tight undershirt, the former commander ofthe Galra Empire was a sight to behold. Eight feet, purple, fluffy, andmuscular. Shiro had difficulty not forcing Sendak into the nearest bathroomstall, but even though they make an odd pair on Earth, it was easy there.
Or so he thought.
Since the paladins returned to the planet to acquire anothercastle-ship, Earth became another next hub for the Coalition. Refugeeextraterrestrials mingled with Earthlings, and after the initial calls forisolationism and the rash spread of xenophobia, the locals about the GalaxyGarrison began to accept the aliens among their masses.
It allowed Shiro and Sendak to meander through the shops in a leisurelypace with only a few double-takes. Sendak, himself, was unnerved, glancing downat his and Shiro’s joined hands.
“I do not understand.”
“It’s called holding hands,” Shiro said, squeezing Sendak’s claw. “It’sthe way humans show their affection for one another.”
Sendak grunted and looked away, and despite his fur covering hischeeks, Shiro could tell Sendak was blushing.
Shiro was too preoccupied watching Sendak’s neck muscles contract as hegulped, to notice the shorter person darting between them. Their joined handshit the man just under the chin, knocking the man to the ground.
They walked close but separately after that, but when they came to a donut shop, Shiro gripped Sendak bythe jacket and tugged him inside. Sendak waited on the long linepatiently, though he grunted when the person in front of them debated between thechocolate batter and a vanilla-filled donuts. Shiro glared him into silence butquickly ordered a pastry with Oreo crumbles and vanilla icing. He was about toorder a second donut and two coffees when Sendak’s claw slammed the counternext to Shiro’s much smaller hand.
“Buy out the store.”
“What? No!”
Vanilla icing stuck to the fur about Sendak’s mouth. “I must have moreof this Earthling delicacy.”
“They’re donuts, and we onlyhave money for a few –”
“As a commander of the empire, I am endowed with GAC. Freedom fighters cannot possibly comprehend the wealth I have – ”
“We’ll take a dozen, mixed.” Shiro forced a smile at the clerk beforepatting his mate’s claw. “Earth doesn’t use GAC, and the Galaxy Garrison onlygave us enough money for odds and ends, okay? I promised Keith I’d get him aCarmelo bar.”
Sendak accepted the box from the clerk and began to scarf them down ashe headed out of the store. Shiro watched him go with a sigh and paid. Thoughhe wanted at least one, he’d long accepted his eight-foot-tallpartner ate like a ravenous cloghopper.
So he stopped and blinked when Sendak dropped the box and offered Shiroone of the remaining donuts.
But things went drastically downhill after that. A child banged intoSendak’s leg and began to shriek. When Shiro brought Sendak a custom-made shirt– “I met your leader and was not impressed” – Sendak’s striking form tore theshirt across his shoulders.
The shirt-maker said Shiro’s chosen phrase - “I wasabducted by aliens, and all I got was PTSD, white hair, a cyberneticprosthetic, a pack of large cats, four cubs, one mystical lion, a princess, herroyal advisor, and a major role in a universal prophecy” – wouldn’t fit on oneshirt.
A broken door, a run-in with mall security – “that guy tried to hit mypartner with a rolled-up newspaper. And he’s a cat, not a dog” – and a negativereaction from lunch at Chipotle – the date was rapidly becoming one of Shiro’sworst.
Shiro lingered outside of the candy shop and glowered at the owner whoplanted his feet just outside the door, as if ready to yell at Sendak.
“Go inside.”
“What? No. Not without you.”
“You promised Keith a Carmelo bar.” Sendak brushed his shoulders withgentle caresses. “Go. I’ll wait out – ”
A clap of thunder rolled through the mall. Shiro glanced up, wonderingwhen the sky became so dark – maybe when he was arguing with the mall cop? – andducked when something flopped on top of his head.
Sendak’s jacket.
It encompassed Shiro’s head and fell below the curve of hisbutt.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
The rain hit then, first as droplets and then in massive sheets, and asthe shoppers fled into the stores, Sendak urged Shiro toward the candy shop.“Go. Get inside. I’ll head back to the truck.”
The water patted down Sendak’s fur, sticking the strands to the side ofhis face and neck. His already tight shirt gripped Sendak’s chest like a secondskin, showcasing his spectacular pecs. His claws gripped Shiro’s shoulders andgave him a tiny nudge toward the shop. His low brows and glowing eyes mesmerized Shiro, perfect and endearing.
Shiro never loved Sendak more than he did in that moment.
He took his mate by the hand, threading their fingers together, andleading him back to the T-shirt shop.
“My husband is fluffier than yours,” Sendak read upon Shiro’s shirt alittle while later. “What is a… husband?”
“It’s the Earth word for mate.”Shiro pushed up on his toes and ruffled the sodden hair along Sendak’s jaw. “Itmeans you’re mine.”
Ooh I saw your tags on my art and I assume you speak french? (you commented on the "bourré" and at first when you said ballet I got a bit surprised before remembering my ballet classes xD I never dragged the parallel because I'm so used to understand those words in context)
(and damn sorry I only sent half of my ask but yeah, it’s not surprising you didn’t see “bourré” in a lot of french stuff, because it’s rather familiar. Like if you’d want to say “drunk” in a less lenient context you’d say “saoul” or in a more factual way “alcoolisé”, but yeah, “bourré” is more familiar, between friends or family )
1. I’m so sorry for not answering this sooner! I was just caught up in finals when it came in and then I forgot about it accidentally! I’m sorry.
2. I’m not sure if I only got half the ask? I have two messages here but maybe there was another idk but it’s fine :)
And the answer to this is yes, I speak (a little) French! I just finished up the second level at my college but I’ve technically been taking it on-and-off since middle school. (Considering how long it’s been, I really should be better at French than I am but I’m trying. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ )
And I also dance ballet! Or I did. I did for most of my life anyway, so the first French I ever learned was badly Americanized ballet terms. Thanks for the note about vocab and the different contexts! I would have never known; I would have just used “bourré” all the time xD. Or “ivre”? I’ve seen that on graffiti in the French house at my school lol. Maybe not the best source.
just-themys replied to your post “I’m seeing the headcanon where Otabek would call JJ “Jean” and it’s…”
“Jean” isn’t technically wrong, and can be used as a diminutive. But with JJ being already widely used, it wouldn’t be realistically be used that much (and sometimes it’s hard to know if the persons actually know it’s supposed to be “Jean-Jacques” as a whole name or think it’s just Jean and Jacques is a middle name, or if it’s a conscious choice (in which case I don’t have a say in it)
Good to know! Thank you! (and it wasn’t your post! definitely a diff person and it’s a hella cute headcanon i just wondered since i’d seen a few people say it shouldn’t be shortened?)
just-themys replied to your post “I honestly don’t know if I should keep studying german…It’s so hard...”
you should probably keep going at your pace. Life is hard lately, maybe don't push yourself too much…
I wish I could, but my goal is to achieve B1 certification by the end of the year. If I don’t get the certification by then, all my work will have been for nothing.
So either I pick up the pace to reach my goal, or I might as well drop it all now and stop wasting my time. Ugh, I wish learning a new language wasn’t so hard OTL.
And yeah, life has been very hard lately, but I also don’t want to let the setbacks keep me away from my goals. I dunno how to explain it. I guess I’m exhausted, but I also don’t want to give up just because of how hard things are.
Ravi de voir que quelqu'un a compris ce que disait Laurent ;) (c'était trop tentant, même si il dit pas vraiment quoique ce soit de similaire ah ah)
!!!! Je suis contente que tu es lu mes tags :D J'ai tellement ris (j'en ris encore lol) ce qu'il dit est trop parfait 😂😂 aussi j'adore comment tu dessine!!! :’)
Guy, dude, girl, meuf, whatever. I just realized something. Beka is a DJ right ? Which means, music is really important to him ? Like, it's something he put his heart into ? Who else put his heart into music and like, sing, and incorporate it into his routines ? For who else is music super important ? Yeah that's right JJ. Illumimatis, conspiracy, or just shippy feels, but yeah.
YES. AND YES. AND SO MUCH YES!
THIS IS SO PRECIOUS
The thought of JJ AND OTABEK BONDING OVER MUSIC GIVES ME LIFE.
It’s a language both are familiar with, both understand, BOTH LOVE TO TALK <3 BOTH TALK FOR HOURS.
when it comes to music Otabek really opens up, babbles, is light-hearted, talks and talks and talks .. and JJ is: OH WOW, i love that side of yours.
Just imagine them performing together somewhere .. HOW COOL would that be?