the triplets at least

For @skiretehfox’s Siblings AU do I even need to explain myself? It’s three different Max(es) and they’re all related. I mean, I already love them individually but ALL of them TOGETHER? Fucking amazeballs and Max galore.

Triple Max

They’re triplets separated only by time or at least that’s how they introduce themselves to new acquaintances whenever they’re together. They could pass off as identical triplets if it weren’t for the differing hairstyles and height. But if you look closely, you’ll see the telltale freckles speckled on each of their faces, incriminating evidence of their bloodline. That and their inherent passion for photography.

“Always take the fucking shot.”

There’s Maximus, the eldest, she’s the prodigy who doesn’t give a shit. She’s a double major at the age of 22 who dabbles in law when she’s not cutting classes. The only perfect attendance she has on official record are all of her photohraphy classes but even then she zones out in class if it’s a lesson she’s already figured out on her own ages before. Maximus is not the most responsible academically but she makes up for it with pure talent and skills that make her formidable even outside of university.

She also holds the title for messiest hair among the siblings. It only adds to her handsomeness or so her admirers say. She has this aura that just naturally exudes power and authority. Just as much as she is dashing, she’s also intimidating and with good reason. She’s pretty much chill unless you piss her off. Do not piss her off and double do not mess with her sisters. She’s scary as fuck and with her skills, she will destroy you. The other two sisters look up to her as the protective bodyguard that has probably, if not already, killed a man.

“Ready for your close up, sweetheart?”

Up next is Maxine, second oldest, she’s the smooth talker who’s friends with everyone. She’s a theater major and a film producer at the age of 20 with an already bursting portfolio of indie films. Unlike her solitary sister, Maxine prefers to surround herself with people and genuinely enjoys their company. She’s the most fashionable out of the three but only because managing her wardrobe is part of the cinematography package or so she says.

She’s also the only sibling who grew their hair and without competition, her hair is just as smooth as her people skills. She could befriend even her worst enemies with just her suave charm. Although she comes off as easygoing, she can raise hell when pissed off. Again, do not piss her off and double do not mess with her sisters. She’s powerful as fuck and with her connections, she will destroy your reputation. The other two sisters rely on her as the social butterfly that can talk their way out of any situation.

“Wowsers, that’ll make an awesome photo!”

Lastly is Max, the youngest, she’s the doe-eyed pup who’s just trying to get by and get good photos. She’s in high school just like any other teenager but at the age of 18, she already shows enough promise for her to earn a scholarship at Blackwell Academy. Naturally, her course is photography, what else? Personally she thinks she doesn’t have anything that special when compared to her high achiever sisters but she doesn’t let that discourage her. She’s still young so maybe she just still hasn’t discovered what her specialty is yet.

Although if there is anything that comes close then maybe it’s her penchant for candid shots. Max can take the most ordinary selfies and candid shots of people and bring out a quality that’s normally unseen by any other photographer including her sisters. Two out of three vote that Max gets the best shots out of them and it would have been a consensus if she voted for herself. She’s not good with confrontations so she doesn’t fight but make no mistake, there are people willing to kill for her. She has two sisters, two! Do not piss her off and double do not mess with her. She’s innocent as fuck and with her sisters, she will unknowingly destroy your life. The other two sisters see her as the pure cinnamon roll that’s too good for this world.

It can get a little confusing when all three of their names are variations of Max but they’ve worked out a nickname system for themselves.

“Xim! Your shirt’s inside out again.” Maxine pointed out with a disapproving frown.

“I think it’s kind of cool how you don’t give a fuck.” Max comments from the sofa chair across them.

“See? Max gets me.” Maximus smirks while lazily sprawled on the couch.

“Don’t encourage her.” Maxine lightly chides the youngest and then turns to the eldest. “And you, try to be more presentable.”

“What’s the point? It’s just us at home and it’s not like you judge or I care. Mostly the latter.” Maximus simply shrugs off the reprimand.

“The point is that you should set a good example.” Maxine admonishes sternly and then sighs. “It’s bad enough that Max has already picked up on your swearing.”

“Hey, I kinda like how… liberating it feels to not hold back.” Max adds in her own thoughts.

“You heard the kid.” Maximus seconds the motion with her thumb up in Max’s direction. She then smiles smugly at Maxine who’s scowling. “She’s old enough and besides, it was going to happen anyways.”

“It’s alright, Xine. I promise I won’t pick up Xim’s worst habits.” Max says tentatively and even crosses over her heart for good measure.

“Don’t promise anything you can’t keep.” Maximus quickly quips.

“Oh, hush you!” And Maxine is quick to shoot her down. “Don’t corrupt our baby sister any more than you already have, Xixim.”

“The darkness is a free choice.” Maximus corrects her and then adds on, “It’s more fun on the dark side and everyone knows that for a fact. Plus people fear you. Afraid people means less social interaction, something your extrovert species won’t understand, Xinnie.”

“That is a pretty convincing sales pitch.” Max nods all too enthusiastically.

“Darkness is overrated nowadays.” Maxine huffs with crossed arms and refuses to be beaten so easily. “Why would you want to scare people away when they could be worshipping you? And with just a few words, they’d be at your beck and call.”

“And another convincing sales pitch.” Max nods again at the rebuttal. This is some high level argument ongoing and this is intellectual entertainment at its finest.

“See, that’s the deal breaker right there. Talking. Words.” Maximus airily retorts. She doesn’t even hold back as she openly mocks her own sister, “You’re the only person in this room who enjoys that, Xine.” She pauses just so she could turn up the smugness in her smile. “Face it, I’m Max’s favorite because I get her.”

Maxine’s eyebrows twitch slightly at the sudden redirection. Oh, it’s on. “Puh-lease, don’t even get me started.” She casually flips her luxurious hair and scoffs, “Who’s the one here who actually goes with her and has never missed an event? Well you’re right about me enjoying talking and that’s because I talk to her more than you do.” She gestures with her hand with the sassiest flair the house has ever seen. “Move over, we’ve bonded more.”

The two continue to bicker back and forth while the youngest watches silently, seemingly forgotten. Max isn’t sure at what point did this argument became about which sister is her favorite but she’s sure that she has to end it before it blood spills. Literally. She does not want a rerun of the bloodbath of 2010. As amazing as it is to see her two sisters duke it out with their incredible wits, it’s also deadly as fuck. Bloodstains are a pain in the ass to remove from the carpet.

So before it escalates from just bruised egos, Max plays it cool as the peacemaker. Again. It’s kind of ironic how her two older sisters act childish sometimes and she, the youngest, has to be the mature one.

“Well I think you’re both awesome!” Max cuts in between them like a samurai or so she imagines herself as one. She turns to the couch where Maximus is still lounging on. “Xim has this cool lone wolf vibe. She can get things done on her own and power through anything.” She looks at the doorway where Maxine is fashionably leaning on. “Xine has this amazing social butterfly gait. She can get people together and even create collaborative projects.” And then she addresses them both, “You two are awesome at what you do respectively. There’s no use comparing each other when what you do is unique. It’s not a competition. You’re both my favorite sisters in the whole world.”

The room falls silent after Max’s impromptu speech. Her two sisters are still staring at her and she’s starting to get self-conscious with every second passing. Until finally they move again but instead of talking, they’re clapping. It’s a slow clap that sounds full of approval and admiration. It makes Max blush with embarrassment.

Maximus wears a toothy smile. “Safe answer. Smart choice, kid.”

“Good call. Excellent show of conflict resolution skills!” Maxine beams brightly.

“T-Thanks…!” Max ducks her head shyly and they only clap harder. She has the faintest suspicion that they’re teasing her and she too can play this game. “But if I had to pick a favorite…” She lets the sentence hang in the air long enough for her two sisters to latch onto it. Hook, line and sinker. She smiles impishly when she continues, “Then maybe, just maybe, I’d probably— definitely go with the one who takes out the trash.”

Her two sisters smile back and they have this moment where it’s almost as if their minds are in synch. Then the moment collapses in on itself when the two burst out into laughter.

“Sorry Max but you’re on your own in this.” Maximus waved the offer. “It’s your turn today and I ain’t touching that crap unless you’re dying. Even then the only trash I’m taking out are the scumbags who hurt you.”

“Yeah, that’s not our call to make. The rules are meant to be followed.” Maxine states matter-of-factly. “And same. I’ve already handled last week’s filth and it’s only fair that you deal with this one. Although I could manipulate someone else to do it, I’d rather not.”

Max joins them, giggling. “Eh, it was worth a shot.”

Meet the Caulfield sisters, despite their differences, they get along pretty well. If it isn’t obvious from the freckles and their passion for photography, they’re basically triplets separated only by time.

anonymous asked:

Hi! Can you do the appearance headcanons for Laito and Subaru please?

Sure can! I combined these two also because everybody seems thirsty for Laito headcanons.


Laito - 

♦ Laito takes good care of his skin, but tends to get dry patches on his shoulders that he has to moisturize regularly. Luckily with his regiment it’s not noticeable.

♦I like to think the triplets have freckles, Laito having the least and they are mainly on his back.

♦He needs primer and foundation because he has dark circles /from lack of sleep/ which, unlike Kanato, don’t look good on him.

♦His hair isn’t really soft nor is it rough… it’s that nice in between point that when you pet it or style it you know it’s hair and not bunny fur.

♦His scalp can take a beating so you don’t have to be too careful but I would not advice being too rough.

♦I like to think Laito has ear piercings like Ayato and Shu, but he also has a lip piercing. He doesn’t really put it in though because Reiji tends to bitch about it… but yeah it’s there.

♦I’ve also rolled (hehe) around the idea of him with a tongue piercing… hmm don’t quote me on that.

Subaru - 

♣He’s got a good complexion but his forehead gets really dry, if he remembered to put some lotion on every so often it wouldn’t be so bad, not that’s its noticeable anyways.

♣As for Subaru he doesn’t have any blemishes or the like, it’s like a smooth plane of snow… that feels like skin… because it is skin.

♣His hair is more silky than soft, it doesn’t tangle easy and is really just right to hold in a braid or something… not that he would let you.

♣He is VERY tender headed so I would suggest taking a very gentle approach to his hair. Just keep in mind that he doesn’t really have people to play with his hair often and his scalp needs to get used to it.

♣Subaru does not have any piercig but he would love to an eyebrow piercing one day.

♣I foresee tattoos in this guy’s future.

♣He is utterly fascinated with tattoo art and the patterns and pieces that are drawn into the skin especially the way it feels after all those needles going into it. Plus he’d be able to handle it

The Monster of All Theories

What I’m about to say, I don’t believe has been said in any other theory before. Yes, there is a twin, an identical twin… And it is someone we have met, someone we think we know very well and yet don’t know at all. There are three. Bethany, Courtney, and Charlotte. All identical, only two are twins, Charlotte is a doppelgänger of both identical twins so you could say… There are triplets among us, at least there used to be.

Charlotte never meant to hurt anyone, she never did- in fact, the only things she did usually ended with no one dying, and yet someone… Someone out there was a cold-blooded murderer. That person is still out there. That person is who I’m going to name “Courtney” (an ode to the books!).

She killed Jessica. She killed Ian. She killed Garret. She killed Charlotte. She corrupted and tried to kill Alison. She met with Melissa. She had the visitors pass. She lived in the haunted house. She went to UPenn. Everything Charlotte didn’t admit to, Courtney was behind it. She was behind it all. It was said that Bethany Young was 20 when she died, making her and Courtney two years younger than Charlotte. Charlotte isn’t the one with the twin, Bethany and Courtney are identical twins and they look EXACTLY like Charlotte, and I’m going to prove it.

Lets start at the beginning, the twins story- this is the story of Bethany and Courtney. We originally thought that Charlotte was the one with the twin, that the other girl represented Alison… It sounded right but didn’t really fit, Charlotte never caused any intentional harm to Alison- therefore she couldn’t be one of the twins. We knew one of them was crazy enough to stab the other over a doll, that one of them was sent to Radley, and one of them was dead. Now, in the story- they never said the other twin died after the stabbing, it is merely assumed she died from the wounds.

Both twins survived, one was insane- the other was not. The dead twin that we see over and over repeatedly tells us that her sister keeps telling lies to her parents about her, I think it’s quite possible that Courtney stabbed herself to get Bethany thrown into Radley. In 3x13, the dead twin shows up again- she says she called her mother and asked to go home but her mother started crying. The dead twin then says her sister tells lies about her- telling her parents she ran away, that they fight all the time.

This could be interpreted as Courtney telling her parents that Bethany ran away from Radley when she was actually murdered.

How do I know that Bethany was the non-violent twin? The tapes. The tapes that were recorded during Bethany’s stay at Radley.


“She’s a bitch. She’s an evil bitch. I don’t mean nasty or rude, I mean evil! Without a soul! You could be the nicest person in the world, she gets them to do anything she wants! 5 minutes with her and you’d drown a bag of kittens if she asked, 2 minutes if you’re a man!”

The person that Bethany is talking about doesn’t fit anyone on the show that we know of, Charlotte was not evil, and I can’t stress enough that she repeatedly uses “she” to identify this person. But… There’s more, from another one of the tapes Bethany had been recorded on:

“Not destructive, self defense! It’s me or her, she’s not the only one who can make plans!”

Bethany sounded like it was either her or the other- neither could live while the other survived. (Harry Potter reference for my potterheads!)

Does that sound like someone who would just randomly push someone off the roof and then blame it on someone else? No… Because the one who pushed Marion off the roof wasn’t Bethany, it was Courtney. How do you think Charlotte knew how to get in and out of Radley? Someone showed her how.

I believe Courtney snuck in and out of Radley at will to cause trouble, that way she could do whatever she wanted and Bethany would take the blame. She’d take the blame every single time because she wasn’t the twin that was admitted.

Now, lets take a step back to 5x13, the Christmas episode… While rummaging through the DiLaurentis house, Hanna found a letter, a letter from Bethany to Alison. Does this letter sound like someone who has any intent on hurting Alison?

This letter solves one of the biggest mysteries on the show… The yellow tops. Courtney sent letters to Bethany pretending to be Alison, she’s the one who bought the yellow tops, she’s the one who set everything up. Charlotte following Bethany from Radley back to her house to protect Jessica proves the fact that she had absolutely no idea there were more than one yellow top out that night, in fact it proves that whoever set everything up was NOT Charlotte but someone else.

It’s funny how Melissa and Charlotte were supposed to have this huge relationship, yet the only time Charlotte mentions her was when it involved the trip to Cape May. Charlotte supposedly went to UPenn with Melissa, Melissa supposedly called Charlotte to tell her that Mona was in Radley… But Charlotte was already IN Radley. She had never met Mona before, she knew nothing about her, she listened to Mona talk about how happy they were that Alison was gone… And yet, why did Charlotte need a visitors pass? Why did she tell Melissa to notify her if Mona was ever in Radley? It’s because Charlotte wasn’t the one using the visitors pass, it was Courtney. Courtney used Charlotte’s “Cece Drake” alias to gallivant around, she made friends with Melissa- corrupted Alison, and caused mass mayhem around Rosewood.

Courtney started the entire thing, from day 1. The attack on Alison in the haunted house? It was right after the frat party, and right after Alison started receiving messages… And ironically, right after Alison told the twin story the first time. Courtney created destruction wherever she went, she got people in trouble and felt no remorse whatsoever.

The fact that Charlotte, Courtney, and Bethany looked alike worked for Courtney’s advantage, she could do whatever the hell she wanted and one or the other would get blamed for it. That’s also why Jessica was taking “Bethany” out, only it wasn’t Bethany, it was Courtney- she was blackmailing Jessica for either the existence of Charlotte, or the murder of Mrs. Cavanaugh- probably both. It was said at the stables where Jessica took her riding that “Bethany” threw a bucket at Jessica’s head, they never came back. Courtney then hated Jessica, she started to feed Bethany lies about Jessica having an affair with their father… This is when Bethany’s drawings turned dark, this is when Charlotte realized Jessica could be in danger- and therefore giving Courtney the motivation she needed to kill her twin once and for all. If Courtney’s plan worked Bethany would’ve killed Jessica, Courtney would’ve killed Bethany (both of them wearing the yellow top), and Alison would’ve went down for the murder because she was also in a yellow top. Bethany killing Jessica would match the anger she had towards Jessica so no one would question it, and Courtney murdering Bethany wouldn’t be questioned since both were in yellow tops, and Alison would’ve gone down for the murder because of the letter planted in the DiLaurentis house so it made to look like she planned to kill her. (Season 5 storyline anyone?)… That is, if Charlotte hadn’t have escaped and accidentally knocked Alison out in the first place.

Now, getting to the proof that Courtney is in fact Uber A… There are some requirements for the person who actually IS Uber A… 1. This person knows everything that happened on Labor Day. 2. This person dug up Bethany’s body in 3x01, proving that someone knew that body wasn’t Alison before anyone else. 3. This person knew every single person involved with each crime, aka Mona and Melissa, along with the accomplices who covered them up. 4. This person is highly intelligent, but absolutely insane and dangerous.

Charlotte had no idea that Alison was alive up until the night of the lodge fire, so how could she have possibly known the person in Alison’s grave wasn’t her? The simple answer is, she couldn’t have. This proves that whoever Uber A is knew not only the Bethany was dead and that Alison survived, but they knew who was responsible for each crime. Didn’t you ever wonder why exactly Melissa, Wilden, and others did the things they did? There was something they had done that someone knew about that held it against them.

Last episode Melissa said Charlotte called Wren and told him what Melissa had done, this would be impossible because Charlotte was watching Jessica bury Alison, she had been with Jessica the ENTIRE night while Bethany was knocked out and buried. Meaning someone saw everything happen and watched it unfold.

Another thing Charlotte said during the 6x10 finale stuck out to me… She said she could never trust Mona, that since she hit her best friend with a car, how could she trust her? And yet, the red coat who dug up Bethany’s body had Mona do it. Speaking of red coats, one of the scenes  with the A ending has red coat torching bobbleheads of the girls, if Charlotte had worn the red coat just that one time at the saw mill… Who bought the black hoodies in 3x01?

Now, I’m going to go back to the Season 4 finale when Jessica was murdered. We all know Charlotte didn’t do that, Jessica was the last person in the world who knew Charlotte existed and was the only person left who loved her. The person who did this was heartless, they wanted to hurt Charlotte and Alison in any way necessary, and that was taking away someone they loved, and someone who the killer absolutely hated. No one on the show hated Jessica more than Bethany, at least that’s what you’re made to think- and yet, if Bethany is dead, who STILL hated Jessica enough to kill her? Courtney.

Courtney isn’t like Charlotte or Mona, she has no real reason to do what she does… As Bethany said, “She’s a bitch. She’s an evil bitch. I don’t mean nasty or rude, I mean evil! Without a soul!”

Knowing just how evil, and just how smart Courtney was, she did things for Charlotte to hate Bethany (i.e. killing Marion and blaming it on her), and she did things for Bethany to hate Jessica (telling her about the “affair”). She pitted people against each other without them knowing it was even happening, and they didn’t even know they were being manipulated, Courtney had a reason for every single move she made- she never did anything that wouldn’t serve a purpose.

Now, reading the synopsis for an upcoming episode, it says that Alison believes she’s going insane- I think Courtney is going to be showing up (much like what Alison did when she was supposed to be “dead”) just to torture Alison, making her think Charlotte is still alive. Alison will probably think she’s going insane and will most likely be put in a place like Radley (possibly by her own hubby *cough*).

Now, who do I think killed Charlotte? Like I said in my Vertigo theory (which you can read here: http://theplltheorist.tumblr.com/post/137259102034/6x11-thoughts-and-vertigo), I think Dr. Rollins was the one to help murder Charlotte- while Courtney was there. From the tapes Bethany was recorded on, she said Courtney could get anyone to do anything she wanted within a few minutes of knowing them, 2 minutes if you’re a man. And I can guarantee you that he’s using his marriage to Alison as an alibi, Courtney probably told him to do it as an alibi but also to further damage Alison and put her away permanently. And we’ve also seen recently that whoever the big bad is right now has access to Medical Records, (Veronica and Yvonne’s).

And now, she’s going after Mona and Melissa as well, she’s framing Melissa for murder and torturing Mona as well. Melissa is going to most likely be pinned for some murder, whether it’s Charlotte or Bethany- right now it looks like Melissa may be going down for Charlotte’s murder because of the murder weapon being a part of her luggage bag. And remember, Melissa HATES Charlotte now for telling Wren what she did… So they’ll believe the motive.

Now, for the physical proof:

In 6x10, while Charlotte is explaining what happened Labor Day- she says that Bethany left with the Yellow Top, and from this letter that was found in 5x13… Someone was sending Bethany letters pretending to be Alison, and THEY are the ones who gave Bethany the yellow top. In 3x19 Jason stumbles out of the house, drunk and high- he sees Melissa and someone who looks like Charlotte in the yellow top. I think it’s very likely that Melissa was talking to Courtney, in fact- I think Courtney was the one who outed Alison and Ian to Melissa.

Whomever Melissa was talking to in the yellow top, she knew- she knew very well. And in 6x10 while Charlotte was explaining how she accidentally hit her thinking it was Bethany, Alison says that Jason saw her and Melissa talking, but it couldn’t have been Charlotte because she was in all black. So, whoever Melissa was talking to looked EXACTLY like Charlotte.

And in episode 4x24, when Alison was telling the girls what happened on Labor Day, she discovered the EXACT same yellow shirt in her room- along with an A message. So the person who sent both Alison AND Bethany yellow tops had a plan for them, and Charlotte was NOT included in that deal.

And again in 6x10, Charlotte said she stopped visiting Mona once they started weaning her off her meds- and yet, in 3x01 Red Coat took Mona to the cemetery to dig up Bethany’s body which Emily recalls in 3x18. This proves that whomever dug the grave up KNEW whoever was in that grave wasn’t Alison, and Charlotte believed Alison had been dead up until she discovers that Alison is alive in the Lodge Fire.

One of the most prominent pieces of proof that Bethany, Charlotte, and Courtney looked alike was in 6x10, while Charlotte is explaining what happened Labor Day when she mistook Alison for Bethany- Charlotte says this: “She stole my clothes and knew I had out privileges so she snuck out of Radley.”

Speaking of Red Coats… A recurring thing that keeps popping up are twins, specifically twins in red. Well, take a look:

The last photo is from the night Charlotte was murdered, whoever was in that red shirt was there when Charlotte was murdered… And since Marlene has confirmed there is an identical twin coming up, along with the fact Alison believes she’s going insane. It has to be someone who looks exactly like Charlotte without being her twin… I believe Courtney is alive and well, and we’re going to meet her… Very, very soon.

(P.S. Melissa is still the one trying to figure out who the killer is, and Dr. Rollins is still the one who killed Charlotte… None of that has changed!)

I have a lot more physical proof that she exists, but I’ve been writing this theory going on about 10 hours total so… If you have any questions, shoot me a message!

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Chapter VI.

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Based on Lilithsaur’s trash triplets AU

Is also also supposed to be taken as a direct continuation of the last two chapters.


Kylo continued to walk in silence, trailing a few feet behind Rey, and while that’ll usually be no problem for him, with Rey it was different.

“C'mon Rey. Talk to me.”

“No.” She said as she walked faster to try and leave him behind, but his long legs allowed him to easily keep up with her pace.

“I said I’m sorry. What more do you want from me?” Kylo asked as Rey stopped mid walk.

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Bell thankfully stalled the kids until lunch. My mind is going so fast, I wouldn’t even know what to tell them. Telling both sets of triplets that their mother was back was hard enough. At least they have the freedom to come and go as they please. The rest of the kids are stuck in this house.

“What’s on your mind, sis?”

“How am I going to do this? What do I even say? Berry and Ginger don’t even know they have another parent and I’ve done nothing to change that. And Joy and Gloria hate Peppermint and so does Evergreen and-”

“Hey, that wasn’t your fault.”

“Isn’t it? It’s not like I hid my feelings about Peppermint’s actions from the kids.”

To everyone who says there’s no homoerotic subtext in Supernatural:

1.  There is an entire season devoted to Dean and Cas trying to get Dick.

2.  And it ends with the head of of the Dicks exploding and goo flying everywhere.

3.  Cas falls for Dean after knowing him for about a week.

4.  And is initially prevented from having a relationship with him by his hyper-religious family.

5.  Dean spends an entire summer with Crowley, during which he gets drunk with him, sleeps in his bed at least once, and has orgies involving him and triplets of unspecified gender.

6.  Dean references Magic Mike (a movie about male strippers) and Purgatory, Miami (a gay bar).

7.  In a deleted scene from season ten, Crowley refers to Dean as Castiel’s boyfriend.

8.  And Meg does the same thing in season eight.

9.  In season three, Dean is offered sex by a gay dominatrix and it is never shown or implied that he turns him down.

10.  THESE GIFS EXIST. 

Bonus:

anonymous asked:

HEY GIRLSSS OMG what do you think of having children with your soulmates?? Do you have plans on having kids?? Hehe (and imcurious about how having children works with wolvessss)

Eunjung: Definitely when we’re older. I’m only 23 years old. I’m still finishing my education and balancing that out with my half-time job at the library with Narae.

Dal: Have you seen the pups we already have to deal with? No babies are being born until those six grow up. As for how werewolf production works, well Narae knows more about that then I do./>

Narae: You can give birth to one to three cubs at a time. It’s similar to humans. Just no phasing, that can hurt the baby. The werewolf gene is dominate. But sometimes, if you get twins or triplets, at least one of them isn’t a werewolf.

stargazerdaisy  asked:

8, 9, 23, 26, 31, 34, 41, 46

FINE @stargazerdaisy HAVE IT YOUR WAY

8. How many oceans have you swam in?

2 - Atlantic (a couple times) and Pacific (more times than I can count)!
9. How many countries have you been to?

Just the good ol’ US of A. I HOPE that this number changes soon!
23. What language, besides your native language, would you like to be fluent in?

Croatian! :D There’s actually kind of a weird amount of people that I know that speak it, and I’d love to be able to talk to them in their native language! I’m (very) slowly learning it, thanks to a girl that I know :)
26. Do you know triplets?

No. I know like 6 pairs of twins, but no triplets, at least off the top of my head.
31. Do you belong to any warehouse stores (Costco, BJ’s, etc.)?

I had a Sam’s Club membership for a while, but I ended up not going enough for the cost to be worth it.
34. Who’s your favorite person in the world?

Ooh, that’s a tough one. My dad? Or maybe my sister. I’ve also got some great friends. Can I have different favorites for different things?
41. How many times have you been to the hospital?

Just a couple. I’ve had an appendectomy, and I broke my knee a little bit when I was 13 or so.
46. What flavor tea do you enjoy?

Well, I love sipping on a sweet, sweet cup of revenge tea. I like anything sweet or minty. Chai is also nice to mix it up every once in a while.

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anonymous asked:

michael has died.

          every day, you feel the same way: sick. the situation you and your brother had gotten you in was absolutely disgusting in truth and you hated everything about it. though, you are told news in a broken voice by someone who knew about jared and michael. ( you and michael ? ) michael was gone.

          you know that jared would cry. you think that jared would cry, you don’t really know. you always lied and said you had heard nights of him crying himself to sleep in his room, when the truth was you couldn’t remember the last time you actually saw him cry. he cried the least of the triplets in your eyes. jay the most, ( he was always the most… emotional of the three of you, not in a bad way. ) with you in second place, and with jared left in third. or at least, that’s how it was in your eyes.

           you don’t cry: a quiet  ❛ oh. ❜  leaves your lips and you wonder for a split moment if this is your fault. after all, your words are the reason that ryan is gone, so your lack of words are probably the reason why michael is gone. you only met the kid once: he is a selfish bastard and you still know that even if he is gone. you cannot bring yourself to mourn, you cannot do it. ( it’s weird how the world still feels kinda empty for a few minutes after finding out about a death. )

          you send a text to jared that night: michael’s dead. 
                                                                               i’m so sorry.
                                                                                          its not your fault.

Okay so I KNOW that Stacker Pentecost is gr8 at knowing people, and Herc Hansen was smart enough to pilot every generation of Jaeger ever, but just consider:

Team Hot Dads, au or otherwise, where they are actively – nay, aggressively – unaware of how hot they are, and how much the entire Shatterdome (minus maybe Chuck, who does not need to see fantasies in the Drift, thanks Dad) ships them.  

(letmebeyourcopilot)

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tsunbaru123  asked:

Sorry for this stupid question, but in the anime Cordelia was a demon while Karlheinz was a Vampire what I don't understand is why aren't the triplets half -vampire and half-demon, and shouldn't they have at least demon abilities

It kind of explains it in Dark Fate (spoilers if you haven’t read translations or played the game) that the triplets didn’t inherit their mother’s demon DNA. This makes zero sense because that’s not how genetics work and by all counts the triplets should have a mix of vampire and demon genes but they don’t. 

This is essentially a massive plot hole in the game since originally in Haunted Dark Bridal, Cordelia was half-demon half-vampire making the lack of demonic genes a bit more natural within the triplets who would have been ¾ vampire. But when Dark Fate came out they changed her story (I won’t reveal everything in case you haven’t read up on it yet) which kinda messed up the whole concept so she’s a demon but her sons are just vampires and not half-breeds. 

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so I been thinking way too much about Katelyn’s siblings (there was four brothers, right?) and ended up making some headcanons about them!!! I’d imagine they all be a rambunctious bunch, bar the baby of the family (who’s probably doted on much of his life)– so lemme introduce you, my headcanoned siblings of Katelyn, the triplets [Adrien, Ali, and Tony] and baby Klaus! This is more of a mystreet version of them, rather than MCD.

More headcanons under the cut

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Title: étude
Characters: Miyuki Kazuya, Sawamura Eijun, Kuramochi Youichi
Rating/Warnings: T, minor character death
Summary:  

His mother didn’t die that day because his string broke, or because of his aluminium E string. She didn’t die that day because he played Tristesse instead of Morning.

The one question Miyuki never asks himself is ‘Why does he still plays the violin?“

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Our entry for @daiya-no-bang !! xD

Thank you so much @maodechu for picking my story!! And your art is omg so amazing! getting paired up with you makes me feel so lucky! xD I’m really happy with how everything turned out! xD


Easy, simple, boring—that’s what playing the violin is.

Or so Miyuki thinks.

All you do is place the end part of the bow and drag it down against the string. A slight, sudden touch against the string makes a staccato, pressing down on it faster and with more force gives you a forte, while a light, slow touch against the string, a piano. With properly placed fingers simultaneously pressing different strings at different lengths of the board, you get a series of notes, a rhythm; be it a triplet, a quarter—you name it.

At least that was what Miyuki learnt growing up with the ¾ sized string instrument.

Miyuki was a child prodigy, the son of two talented pair of musicians. He started the violin at the age of 4, and three years later he could play whatever piece you throw at him, La Campanella or Variations on Caprice no. 24 by Paganini, anything on the Four seasons by Vivaldi—whatever piece that is, from whatever era—Baroque, Romantic, or Modern, he can play.

If one were to ask why Miyuki plays the violin, the answer is simple—because it makes his parents happy, because it made his mom happy.

He remembers the very weight of the instrument against his shoulder, with heart palpitating in his chest as the same white uniforms repeatedly paces by the threshold, and the body that hides beneath the pale, faded covers; the body that gets frailer each and every passing second.

Play something for me, she says.

And Miyuki obeys. And Miyuki plays the violin, always the same song, every day. Because it’s mom’s favourite, he says, because it makes her feel better, he says.

And he plays Morning by Grieg on the violin, even though it should have been for the flute. But his mom hums along every time, his mom praises him for it every time because he deserves it, because he plays well, and she knows it.

The song Morning used to sound like a new beginning, a new day. It sounded like the sky opening up into a vast blue stretch of open space, it felt like the gentle whistling of the fresh spring air brushing against his face, the smell of sunflowers and the chirping of the birds.

However, Miyuki thinks it sounds more like the end of another day, the mourning of yesterday. It sounds like the restless whine of the wind; a feeble excuse of a tune. It sounds like the beeping of the computer, the running bumpy lines on the screen, the smell of disinfectant, and the whiteness—like everything was blank.

The day his E string snaps when Miyuki tunes it, he feels pain on the tip of his finger as obnoxious red drip drip drips on his music score, and he hears the shrill of the ambulance siren echoing in piercing tones inside his head, the gravelly noise grating against his ears. The day he replaces it with an aluminium coated E string instead of his usual gold plated, he hears quickening footsteps and wheels rolling against the ceramic tiles beneath, he sees the wave of the doctors and nurses rushing in, and he remembers the very shade of red light blaring into his eyes on top of the doors. The day Miyuki suddenly plays Tristesse by Chopin instead of Morning, his mother passes away at night.

I’ll buy you a new violin, his dad says one day. Probably because Miyuki has outgrown the old one, he thinks, or because his dad never sees him play it anymore, because his dad sees him with red eyes and wet cheeks more often, hears his muffled sobbing more often, with both arms against the black violin case, his head bowed low and hidden against the hard cushions.

They visit the store, and his dad chooses a 4/4 sized handmade violin, carefully carved out of wood older than Miyuki, older than even his dad, alongside a new bow made out of horse mane and a set of new strings including a  gold plated E string. And when Miyuki plays Morning on it, he no longer hears the beeping of the computer, the running bumpy lines on the screen, he no longer smells disinfectant, or the whiteness. Instead, he sees a new, blank sheet of music score, the time signature yet to be written, the treble clef yet to be drawn.

And he hears his dad say, let’s make new memories.