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[Team Three] Nebula
Hashien verse! Set before Aurora Borealis. Warning for space aliens and weirdness?
“It was aliens,” Hashimoto says as earnestly as he can, antennae blinking a cute pink-orange pattern. “Obviously.”
“Obviously,” Totsuka echoes, and there it is, that tiny twitch at the corners of Totsuka’s mouth, that little smile that means Tottsu loves him even when he covers their nest in twigs and straw and knotted ribbon.
He’s supposed to be resting, but it’s hard to sit still when he’s used to always being active. Totsuka shoos him away from the heap of misshapen weaving, so he flops down on the comfortable chair to watch Totsuka clean up. Chairs for humans have stupid backrests that squish his wings, while most other chairs have no support at all, but he feels exhausted, has felt that way ever since the middle of his pregnancy. This chair is custom build just for him, patterned after the chairs from his childhood. Instead of a backrest, there’s a chestrest and it tilts forwards just enough. There’s a cushioned dent at the top to place his chin on and when he wraps his arms around the chair, the ledge in front is just wide enough to rest his arms on.
Finally comfortable, as comfortable as he can be when his pouches are aching still from the hours he spent laying his eggs this morning, he watches Totsuka clean up their home. “Hikaru came to keep me company and offered to show me how to make a basket, but it’s not easy as it sounds. ” Hashimoto’s antennae flicker yellow in amusement. “I think his partner came along just to laugh at him.”
He sits and watches, sits and watches and talks while Totsuka works. It’s not how things are usually done between them, but it’s nice to feel spoiled sometimes, nice to have Totsuka taking care of him even if he doesn’t need it. It makes him feel all warm and fuzzy, or that might just be leftover babybrain talking. His appointment with Doctor K is soon, to make sure the swelling in his pouches goes down and the bone shield begins to dissolve properly, but he’s too fascinated, wings opening and closing distractedly, to pay attention to the time just now.
One of the things he loves about Totsuka is that if there’s a normal way to do something and an unusual way, Totsuka walks right around the whole planet to come out on the other side of weird. This is just one of Totsuka’s little habits - instead of cleaning up the straw and fluff with the vacu-duster, Totsuka picks up a wooden stick with twigs on the end. Totsuka said it was called a ‘boom’, but there is no explosion when Totsuka brushes the twigs across the floor, just a small cloud of dust. Totsuka is pretty good at blowing stuff up, not as good as Goseki but a close second, but the floor just ends up clean, not broken. It must be some human trick, Hashimoto figures, watching entranced as always while Totsuka sweeps straw and ribbon into a heap.
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“It was aliens,” Hashimoto says as earnestly as he can, antennae blinking a cute pink-orange pattern. “Obviously.”
“Obviously,” Totsuka echoes, and there it is, that tiny twitch at the corners of Totsuka’s mouth, that little smile that means Tottsu loves him even when he covers their nest in twigs and straw and knotted ribbon.
He’s supposed to be resting, but it’s hard to sit still when he’s used to always being active. Totsuka shoos him away from the heap of misshapen weaving, so he flops down on the comfortable chair to watch Totsuka clean up. Chairs for humans have stupid backrests that squish his wings, while most other chairs have no support at all, but he feels exhausted, has felt that way ever since the middle of his pregnancy. This chair is custom build just for him, patterned after the chairs from his childhood. Instead of a backrest, there’s a chestrest and it tilts forwards just enough. There’s a cushioned dent at the top to place his chin on and when he wraps his arms around the chair, the ledge in front is just wide enough to rest his arms on.
Finally comfortable, as comfortable as he can be when his pouches are aching still from the hours he spent laying his eggs this morning, he watches Totsuka clean up their home. “Hikaru came to keep me company and offered to show me how to make a basket, but it’s not easy as it sounds. ” Hashimoto’s antennae flicker yellow in amusement. “I think his partner came along just to laugh at him.”
He sits and watches, sits and watches and talks while Totsuka works. It’s not how things are usually done between them, but it’s nice to feel spoiled sometimes, nice to have Totsuka taking care of him even if he doesn’t need it. It makes him feel all warm and fuzzy, or that might just be leftover babybrain talking. His appointment with Doctor K is soon, to make sure the swelling in his pouches goes down and the bone shield begins to dissolve properly, but he’s too fascinated, wings opening and closing distractedly, to pay attention to the time just now.
One of the things he loves about Totsuka is that if there’s a normal way to do something and an unusual way, Totsuka walks right around the whole planet to come out on the other side of weird. This is just one of Totsuka’s little habits - instead of cleaning up the straw and fluff with the vacu-duster, Totsuka picks up a wooden stick with twigs on the end. Totsuka said it was called a ‘boom’, but there is no explosion when Totsuka brushes the twigs across the floor, just a small cloud of dust. Totsuka is pretty good at blowing stuff up, not as good as Goseki but a close second, but the floor just ends up clean, not broken. It must be some human trick, Hashimoto figures, watching entranced as always while Totsuka sweeps straw and ribbon into a heap.
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I like the details you add a lot, like the custom build chair :3 and also the aching pouches from egg laying. I love learning more about the different species you created!
Also yay, fail basket weaving XD;
Love how Totsuka is so low tech while being surrounded by so much high-tech. It seems very Tottsu :)
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It's a Snow Man x SixTONES shoot for JWorld promo
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I love how the "normal" human stuff is so interesting to Hasshi. It's fun to look at things through new eyes. <3
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