#meata

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Idk why I like these

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Yoooo

I've been thinking of making another blog solely for Meata, what do you guys think??

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New headcannon

Dark likes slicking his hair back because when he doesn't his hair gets extremely floofy and it makes him look cute and he doesn't like that so when he doesn't have his hair gel he stays in his room until someone gets him more but that has only happened once when Meata decided to play dress up with her hair.

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(Link to 1st part here )

Meata thought for a moment before grabbing a hold of the smoke bomb and setting it off. The area around them soon was covered with a thick blanket of smoke. Swiftly, Meata approached the wolf and tugged on it’s scruff and hurriedly guided it away from the two shouting men. She led it into the cave that she had seen earlier and knelt in front of it, her voice soothing as she spoke, 

“Hello there Mister or Miss wolf, I’m Meata. I’m going to help you.” She spoke with a kind smile. The wolf passed out from blood loss, and to Meata’s surprise, it turned into a woman. Her long, aqua green hair reached at about her feet and her face looked peaceful and pale from being passed out. She had high cheek bones and soft lips, but she wasn’t really wearing any clothes, but her hair was luckily covering her up quite well. Thus, Meata could’t really see anything she shouldn’t be seeing. Carefully, she covered the other up with a blanket so that the “wolf” wouldn’t get cold (And for other reasons). Meata stared at the woman in shock until her father found her in the cave, 

“Meata why are you in here? I told you that-” He stopped talking as he noticed the woman, “Who’s this? And why is she injured?” Meata looked up at her father, 

“W-well, she was a wolf at first and these two big and mean guys were taking her to a bad man. I used a smoke bomb-”

“Where did you get a smoke bomb?” 

“That’s not important Daddy, the point is I used it and got her out of there. She passed out and became a person! But Daddy, we have to help her! I know her…from the orphanage I was raised at! Her sister, Julia, made her help out with us.” 

“Julia? The angel, correct?” Dark asked for clarification. Meata nodded and spoke, 

“This lady helped me a lot before I met you, but she probably won’t admit that. But pretty please Daddy, can we help her?” Dark bit his lower lip. If my memory recalls correctly, Julia’s birth sister is a demon now from Meata’s stories… can I trust this woman? Dark thought to himself, growing unsure of this situation. He looked at his daughter’s pleading eyes before sighing, 

“If you really trust this woman then… I guess I shall as well.” Dark moved to take off the blanket and pick her up before Meata stopped him. 

“Um…when she turns into a wolf she doesn’t transform with her clothes.” Dark nodded and tucked the blanket under the woman as well so that it stayed wrapped around her. He carefully picked the woman up bridal style and teleported the three of them to the airship. Meata went to her room and Dark carried the demon to one of the empty rooms, ordering one of the female guards to give her some clothing. After about an hour or so he went back to find the woman awake, 

“Hello.” Dark spoke calmly, his mask reflecting the light from the window.

“Hey there.” She spoke, her golden eyes meeting his. She looked rather tired, her hair was messy as well. Dark began to think, 

What should I do?

Choices:

A.) Interrogate her B.) Ask her questions in a friendly manner C.) Get to know her better

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Darkia: Meata? Hello?

Meata had been in a meadow, waiting for her father to come and pick her up from school (He’s sending her to a private school that is safe and high quality). The golden sun matched the color of her eyes and her dress matched the color of the yellow dandelions that littered the meadow. Turning her head at the familiar voice, Meata couldn’t help but smile widely, showing off her pearly whites. Eyes sparkling, she lifted her hand and waved, 

“Hello Darkia! How have you been?” 

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School (or education) Headcannon (Meata)

Meata loves to read. Like, loves. If you offer her a book she'll take it in seconds. Meata can actually read 3 grade levels above her own. And she's pretty smart, too. However, she hates math with a burning passion and she isn't really good at it either. She isn't below average for math but if she keeps slacking she could be. Dark doesn't put stress onto her for it though, if she starts stressing out on a math problem Dark will explain to her what she needs to do and give her another, more easier problem so she can practice it. Meata also loves to learn about history, she finds it interesting and likes to learn more about how things were in the past. Sometimes she can easily understand how those people felt, which is strange but it helps her learn. Meata is neutral about science and whether she enjoys it or not really depends on what she's learning or how she's learning it. Since she's homeschooled, this works well because Dark can teach Meata at her own pace so she doesn't freak out over tests and such.

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Meata let out a happy squeal as her father sprayed more whipped cream on her 'nose', "I win." He replied, smiling underneath his mask. Meata took his mask off and sprayed whipped cream on his 'nose', "Nuh-Uh. I win." She giggled. He sprayed some more on her cheek and she sprayed some on his arm. Soon enough, they were having an all out whipped cream war. Dark loomed over his daughter, laughing, "Surrender now and I shall spare your life." He joked. "nEVER!" She screeched, using a pair of scissors to jab a hole in the whipped cream and spray it on him. He pretended to be hurt as he sunk to the floor, "Ack, no! I've been hit!" He then pretended to be dead as Meata put a foot on him, giggling, "I AM VICTORIOUS!!" She exclaimed. Dark then yanked her down and began to tickle her, "VENGEANCE!" He said as he tickled her. After the 'battle' was over Dark sighed in accomplishment as Meata fell asleep. He picked her up and took her to the bed and sighed, asking the crew to clean it up. He washed himself and sat in the chair that was next to the bed, deciding to stay up and watch Meata. "Good night, Princess..."

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chaoticxcrew likes your post ~ "Onisan!" Meata giggled, scampering up to him, "How are you today??"