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This is All spark.

Real name: hidden

Age:16

Quirk: Spark- on the back of her hands are small openings that allows blast to shoot out.

(I'm still working on this one. So her background is short)

This is Pastelia

Age:18

She/her/ or them/they

The pastel goth Angel. She came from heaven and was excited to see all this wonderful colors. So what did she do. Threw them on all on. She grown to like it here. She even has a band called Heaven's rejects.

Her favorite colors are pink,purple,and blue.

She's pansexual

This is Dai.

She my witch.

Age:20

From Georgia. She spends a lot her time gardening. She hates alot of her fellow peers. She believes witch should help other not harm. Currently in a relationship

20. Talk about a ship you feel alone in shipping.

Okay for this one we have to reeeeeeewind to Gundam Wing fandom, but 2x4 (Duo/Quatre) became a ship I read the hell out of when the fandom started to dwindle down in activity. There comes a certain point after a fandom has died and gone to the fandom archives in the sky (so many good fics were lost before we had centralized archiving sites like FF.net and AO3) when you’ve read all the stuff for your first OTP, and your second, and then you start seeing pairings and thinking “I could see that.” 

This started out as one of those, but I got really into it and am kind of disappointed that I can’t find much fic for it. I don’t know why I’m so into it?? Probably because they’re so very different in every way - background, demeanor, religion, philosophy. I feel like if I ever did find “that one glorious fic” that did the pairing “right” in long-form like I desperately want, it would be about them challenging each other and getting in fights and watching each other’s back (because people also tended to forget that Quatre was a gundam pilot and not a slouch either).

Similarly, in the same fandom, 2x5 (Duo/Wufei) always tickled my fancy but thankfully we got the amazing Freeport as my “ultimate ship fic” there.

"What’s in that bag and why are you hiding it here?"

((OH GOG DANGIT OF ALL THE LINES…y’know what? Y’know what, imma roll with it. Watch me roll with it. I will bloody roll with it. Roll with it. I will.))

Leona hadn’t seen Derrick out in the woods in ages, naturally, because the two of them hadn’t seen each other in several months, mostly for Derrick’s safety. Getting caught bringing a human deep into the woods had been bad for her, and even worse for him: the bigger giants had promised that if they saw him out deep in the woods again, he’d be crushed, and his remains would be handed to Leona. Harsh, but not unexpected considering how little they liked humans.

Thankfully, though, Derrick was on the outskirts of the forest, just out of the sight of most hikers/souls brave enough to enter this feared stretch of land, but not far enough in for the giants to find him…and he was digging a hole…in the ground…and putting a bag in it. Huh. She had approached him after she saw him moving up one of the hiking trails. She had been down this close to civilization mostly because she was looking for a change of scenery, and the smaller, less dense foliage out here allowed her a breathtaking view of the sky and the roads that cut through the countryside…plus it offered the chance to meet up with humans/help motorists who often broke down out on the roads when they underestimated just how long it would take to reach the next town on the winding forest roads. She had made Derrick jump when she had just randomly yelled out to him, asking for an explanation as to what he was burying hoping that she hadn’t scared him too as she approached…hoping for a second that the bag didn’t contain anything illegal…or any kind of evidence of a crime. Oh jeez…the thought of Derrick trying anything that crazy almost made her inwardly chuckle. Almost. 

((Hhhhhhh I decided to do an angsty/depressing bit and stuff…sorry if any of this is grossly out-of-line with your headcanons or anything…or we could just pull typical homestuck shenanigans, throw our hands up in the air, and call this a dead timeline/AU. Sure, why not.))

"If only I’d just gone over when she called."

Leona had to admit, Feferi was certainly the oddest friend she had in her little rogue’s gallery of acquaintances: a grey-skinned, orange-horned, simply gargantuan alien troll who not only dwarfed her, but was an Heiress to the throne of her world and was only growing larger with time. Feferi completely defied her circumstances, however, living happily, maintaining a joyous, loving personality that never ceased to amaze, and inspire, the much, much smaller giantess. If only she’d known…

…if only she’d known more about the Condesce, more about the nature of the hemocaste system, more about Alternian ruling customs and laws, more about her friend’s life in general…maybe, maybe then she could have done something. Something insignificant, naturally, in the face of two simply gargantuan tyrianbloods fighting for supremacy, anything, anything would have helped, but Feferi…

"Feferi…I should have known, I’m so sorry…"

The Condesce was a cruel, evil being, a destroyer of worlds, a troll with a sole thought on her mind, and there was no hesitation when Feferi and her finally had their showdown. Feferi’s message, complete with coordinates for use with some sort of teleporter that could be utilized by those that had played that Sgrub game or whatever, had been a mass message, sent to everyone of her friends who had technology capable of picking up cross-dimensional/cross-timeline communications, a final, desperate plea for help. Everyone had known how urgent it was: Feferi never would have asked for help in her ever-looming battle with the Condesce, never would have put her friends in danger unless she truly, deeply needed their help…and Leona hadn’t opened it. She had been busy at the time, busy swimming out in the bay, practicing the self-confidence she had learned from her gargantuan friend. The irony stuck in her side like a thorn.

Leona was taking one of her usual hikes, enjoying the view of the forest, trails, and streams that flowed through this particular area. Nothing like a good ol’ nature hike to relax the mind and spirit. 

She practically jumped into the air at the sound of a small voice however, immediately regretting the action, worried that her little jump had maybe startled or, worse, crushed the person who had made the noise, although, thankfully, looking down, she saw the diminutive face of a person hiding behind a nearby oak tree. She let out a sigh of relief: thank goodness they hadn’t been any closer. 

The person waved at her, keeping behind the tree, and the roughly 50-foot giantess waved back in response.

"H-hey there…erm, one second."

The giantess moved a few steps closer, crouched down, sitting back on her folded legs and smiled down at the person, trying to be as calm and nonthreatening as possible. 

"There, that’s better. Sorry if I spooked you at all: most people aren’t used to seeing giantesses, eheh. Anyway, my name’s Leona. Nice to meet you."

Hmmm…

Well, I love hiking, exploring mountains and rocky landscapes, swimming when I have the chance…watching the stars at night…and snuggles and people who aren’t scared of me and just nice chatting with people and all that nonsense too, eheh.

Hmmm, I get sad when I think about the fact that people still fight over really trivial things and just haven’t learned to accept each other yet. I just feel like, by now, we shouldn’t be fighting about many things anymore. Also, oddly enough, perfectly sunny days without any clouds in the sky make me sad. I like a little cloud cover and if it’s raining you can bet that I’m right out in it, possibly dancing around happily. I love when it rains.