OutlawRabbit

Update! Celestial Body Lucy has been colored

I’ve had this AU in my head for awhile!

Natsu, orphaned as a child, has only ever wanted a place to belong. He eventually ran away from the orphanage he’d been in, after years of being there and not being wanted.

The night he ran away, he happens to catch sight of the most magnificent shooting star he’d ever seen. As the star is soaring across the sky, Natsu closes his eyes and makes a wish.

Original Tweet by Noriko Hidaka-san: Link

Here are more pictures from Hidaka-san’s Instagram: Link

Hidaka-san with Akane:

Yamaguchi-san and Hidaka-san wearing dope Ranma merch and being adorable:

Signing their posters:

And this one that had me sobbing on the floor… oh my god, murder me now so I can die happy

Original Tweet by Hidaka-san: Link

Original Tweet: Link

THIS ONE HAD ME SHAKING the translation is pretty bad, but it basically says something like, this is where it all started and that this is probably one of his favorite works (need someone to confirm! my nihonggo’s so rusty!)

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Here’s more…

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And another…

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And another one of the best photo in the history of mankind…

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I decided to do MariChat May as one big fic with 31 little chapters. Except the prompts will be done out of order for it to work. I’ve decided to still post which prompts I get done at the right time for now but when the whole thing is done, I’ll post a masterpost with the correct order and post to AO3 and FF.net as well.

Take a Picture

He’d been right there at the carnival, for a photo shoot, when the kid’s tantrum had started. It had been surprisingly easy to break away from the photographer and his dressers when the mayhem had begun and he had done his best to transform quickly before rushing back to help the children and teenagers who had been panicking around him a moment ago.

Except now he couldn’t see anyone under eighteen. There were plenty of people around, sure, but they all seemed to be adults. Very confused looking adults at that.

“No one will ever be too young for a ride again!” a child’s voice rang out in the distance. Only when he turned to look, he realised the voice had come from the mouth of a 20-something year old man.

“Okay, this is weird,” a familiar voice said.

Chat turned his head towards the welcome sound. “Princess!-” he started before cutting off abruptly and gawking at her instead.

The person standing before him was definitely his princess. Only this princess was a taller and a more- ahem -shapely one than he was used to. While his eyes were boring into her, she stared down at herself in utter amazement at the sudden change to her body. He vaguely registered that she was wearing the same clothes he had spotted her in earlier but they seemed to have changed size with her to accommodate her new…physique. Oh crap, he thought, she’s so hot. Too hot.

And she was currently glaring at him. Like, really glaring. Shit. What had he done to deserve such a hard look from such a soft and sweet girl…woman? Oh God, she’d put her hands on her hips. Had she always had such nice hips? Oh God he was staring! Actually ogling at her! In public! No wonder she was pissed off.

He closed his gaping jaw with a snap and turned to clear his throat into his hand in an awkward attempt to pretend he hadn’t been openly checking her out. He hoped his face wasn’t as flushed as it felt and glanced back at her.

“Shouldn’t you be going after that akuma, Chaton?” she asked him, hands folding across her chest and mouth reshaping into a smirk at the way his eyes flicked down her body as she spoke to him.

“Yeah-” his voice cracked and he cleared his throat again “Um…he makes people older then?” It hadn’t worked. His voice still sounded strange. From her raised eyebrow, he could tell she’d noticed.

“About 10 years from what I can see. I’m pretty certain the kid was 10 before he changed. And I think I look about 24 or so.” She gestured to herself, hands moving down her body deliberately slowly.

“R-right.” He swallowed heavily. And her hands were back on her hips again. And with her shoulders pushed back like that and her pigtails swept back…

“Take a picture it’ll last longer,” she giggled at him, jutting her hip out seductively.

Before he even knew what he was doing, he’d opened his baton and snapped a photo before turning tail and running after the akuma as quickly as he could manage. Behind him he could hear her shouting his name angrily. Nope. Not going back there. He was not giving her a chance to chide him for that until he’d gotten her back to normal and he could think a little more clearly.

People really underestimate this relationship and favor Katara’s grief over Aang so much that we never really get to see fan art of her and her brother. Ultimately, I feel like Sokka’s death had the potential to hurt her the most - especially if we consider that Aang could have died before him, and she was all she really had left. But that’s all speculative.

Before vs After Adoption