OKAY i feel like this one's more accurate to their relative sizes but. oh my god he's . .. he's tiny.
The rest site just makes the Regent looks downright itty-bitty.
(BONUS: The Defect is an absolute unit. Also Necrobinder might be the tallest??)
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OKAY i feel like this one's more accurate to their relative sizes but. oh my god he's . .. he's tiny.
The rest site just makes the Regent looks downright itty-bitty.
(BONUS: The Defect is an absolute unit. Also Necrobinder might be the tallest??)
I don't even care about the Stellar Jades why did this make me cry Also "I will continue to do what I can to keep you safe" hits different after 3.2 🥺 One day they're going to let me tell him I love him and he will actually believe it this time >:(
Lyon, handing Drifter a microscope: I know we are not close, but here, a gift
Drifter:
snippet of something i'll probably never finish lmao
the room goes dark. he can’t see anything.
midoriya can’t hear, there’s nobody there. no one is saving him now, his brain tells him.
he doesn’t know where these thoughts are coming from, but he knows them to be the truth.
heavy breathing. his lungs scratch his chest for oxygen. his vision does not return. maybe his sense of scent is gone too.
he screams, just so he can make sure he can still hear. in case it’s taken away.
-
screaming comes from the living room. todoroki doesn’t know why they’re screaming. the voice seems familiar, in both senses of memory and person. it sounds like his mom. his mother. he should see her soon, probably.
he investigates the living room. the power went out, so he was sent by the others to go seek mr. aizawa.
god. god. god. god. he doesn’t have a flashlight, so he tugs on his quirk to give him fire. he’s pretty sure a window is open somewhere, so fire is safe. the carpet is underneath his feet, indicating he’s somewhere near the sofa. the screaming is still going on, but he’s mostly tuned it out by now out of habit. he extends his arm out, and a figure is seen convulsing on the sofa.
it’s midoriya.
a shining light is visible to midoriya. he recognizes it. it’s fire. todoroki’s fire.
he’s -
safe?
todoroki throws his arms around midoriya, making sure to extinguish the fire before he does.
queen captures knight, en passant
fix is SO SMALL and i love how everyone's reaction to him is to coo over him but also this is the only thing i could think of
Python leans against the entryway of the knight's hall, diligently 'supervising' as his partner bustles about sorting and packing various weaponry and supplies for the trip to Derdriu. It's a bit nostalgic watching him buzz with all that nervous energy before a mission. Just like old times, except they're on a different continent, working for different folks, and have spent a longer time apart lately than they had for nearly their whole lives, give or take about a week ago.
He sighs, eyes turning upward and catching a stray sprig of mistletoe dangling from the archway. One of them dodged the cleanup after the big kissing spree, huh? He smirks, grabbing at Forsyth's arm as he passes and pointing upward.
"Hey, check it out. Looks like we're due for a good luck kiss?" He taps his own cheek expectantly, grinning like a fool.
(🎄, technically ;p)
“Huh?” Forsyth registers the situation just as he has crossed the boundary of no return, mistletoe dangling directly above his head. "Ah. W-well. As we are in Fodlan, we should follow their traditions…”
Forsyth had endured several kisses over the course of the holiday season; technically, they were optional if he was really uncomfortable with it, but it’s just a kiss. You can kiss a hand or even blow a kiss, if so inclined. Python wouldn’t make him do this if he didn’t want to.
That’s the problem though. Forsyth does want to. A little more than he probably should. They’ve never actually kissed before, not mouth-to-mouth–not that Forsyth is planning on doing that, this seems to be a cheek-kiss situation! But still, they rarely have shared hand-kisses or cheek-kisses, even. Casual touch, yes, affectionate touch. But kisses have been a barrier they haven’t breached much.
What are they to each other?
He walks straight up to Python, standing eye to eye. Well, as close as they can, Python’s always had a height advantage. He takes a deep breath, and…
Realizes he is still holding some supplies. This will not do; he excuses himself, places the supplies in their correct containers, and returns. Okay. This time.
Python’s still got that big, doofy grin on his face, though there’s a faint red dusted on his cheeks. Maybe it’s from the laugh he had about Forsyth’s supplies mishap. Maybe it’s the fact that Forsyth is very, very close, and their faces are so close together. And–
Forsyth swallows. He’s stopped just before Python’s cheek. Probably. He hasn’t opened his eyes yet. This is a tradition and Python’s being funny about it why is he making it so awkward. It’s a kiss! It’s a kiss…just do it correctly. But not with too much behind it, it doesn’t need to be any more charged than it already is, Forsyth doesn’t want to push the issue of What They Are. But also he doesn’t want to do it without any emotion at all, that’d just ruin the spirit.
Crops has a gun. He is coming for you. You cannot stop him.