#// i feel there miiiight be something i'm missing here?

[demonsfate]

list of abaddon's abilities u_u

● telekinesis. abaddon has amazing telekinesis. he can throw multiple cars at once, demonstrating the telekinesis' strength, he can push people with it, asphyxiate others, amongst other telekinetic things.

○ telekinesis weaknesses: it's possible for his brain to "overload" when overusing it, thus he could suffer a migraine that temporarily prevents further use.

● flight. because he has wings, duh.

○ flight weaknesses: it'll EVENTUALLY get tiring flapping those wings all the time. though any human is more likely to tire out long before abaddon does.

● superstrength. in a way, that is. abaddon is stronger than any human. his body parts make him even stronger - such as his talons, which are sharp enough to tear through flesh with ease. his fangs possess the same sharpness, too. hence why abaddon (once) loved eating humans so much, with his body features, it was very easy for him to eat somebody.

● lack of a heart & lungs. technically, abaddon possesses both a heart & lungs as jin needs them. but one abaddon takes over, both his lungs & heart cease function. this is also why abaddon turns a pale color, and why his skin is cool to the touch. but because his heart doesn't beat, abaddon never has to worry about overworking it, he also never has to worry about catching his breath. if he could reach it, he can easily venture through outer space without dying. he can also stay underneath water for a impossibly long time.

● hellish abilities. abaddon is blessed (or cursed) with the gifts from a god (azazel), therefore, he's capable of divine power. he uses dark energy for multiple purposes, manifesting weapons (such as swords and chains) as well as taking all that energy, and using it as a bomb (to quite literally explode people)

● heat lasers. his "third eye" can generate heat, which can then shoot out as a "laser". if somebody is hit with this laser, it hurts, a lot.

○ laser weaknesses: it's painful to have that much heat near the brain, every time abaddon fires a laser, it stings his brain a bit. if he shoots too many lasers, the pain will temporarily prevent him from firing more. this pain, however, is usually very shortly lived.

● disguise. technically. because abaddon can take away all his demon parts, and presume an appearance of a human. meaning if he desired to, he can look exactly like jin. no weird arms, no horns, no wings, no marks, no bright eyes, no pale skin. just like jin. this means he can start his heart again if needed. this is what he did during his reign of the zaibatsu.

● shapeshifting. this ability ONLY APPLIES TO HIS & JIN'S MINDSCAPE. abaddon cannot shapeshift physically, but in his & jin's spiritual world, abaddon can shapeshift into whatever he pleases. he can alter his appearance, or he can even take the form of anybody else (including people jin knows & loves). he can also change his size, make himself a giant, or make himself hamster size. abaddon would do this often to mess with jin. since purification, abaddon doesn't do this much unless jin wants him to or gives an ok.

[amuseintime]

Post Recital (Pt 2)

Look familiar? Also available on AO3.

Feeling better, but not perfect, Siffrin has a late night chat with Odile. Some things change, others stay the same.

CW: Internalized Ableism (which Odile does NOT let fester) and a brief allusion to the blood from last chapter.

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Odile groaned as she tried in vain to find a comfortable position in her sleeping bag. Even craft-enhanced to add padding and support, it still only did so much to change the fact that she was sleeping on the ground. Maybe she ought to try one of those hammock things Siffrin had mentioned once…

Speaking of the party’s rogue, well, he might be the true reason her back and neck hurt so bad. She wasn’t so proud to pretend it hadn’t affected her. It’d take a heart of stone to watch him prattle, realize he was speaking nonsense, panic, and start to cough up his own blood without being shaken. It hardly helped that he hadn’t yet managed to break out of it. Sure, he’d calmed down, and they’d tried to go on as normal, but there was a weight in the air. Every out of context line left a strange quiet as they tried to think of how to go on, and the silence he’d eventually descended into seemed a lateral move to everyone but him.

…

She hopes he’s okay, but isn’t so much of an optimist to actually believe it. He was stuck in the same, already stressful two days for an indeterminate amount of time, having his sanity worn down bit by bit with all of them none the wiser. Even if he seemed like he was on cloud nine for a few days, anyone who thought it’d last was an idiot or a child—even Boniface likely knew better. No, she suspected this wouldn’t be the last of such experiences, and if this was the worst it ever got, that would be a miracle at such a scale she’d suspect Wishcraft was involved.

Footsteps passed by her tent and paused. A rustle of fabric. There was a Ka Buan superstition that speaking too much of something could lead it right to your door. That seemed to apply here as Siffrin stuck his head in.

“Doing rounds?”

Siffrin jumped, tent-flap fluttering. He went to duck away, but Odile just tutted.

“I didn’t say you had to leave. Just making an observation.”

Silence. As she expected by today. It was times like this that she was thankful he was so darkless, it made him easy to see even in the dim.

“Can’t sleep?”

He shook his head.

“Me either. Already I miss beds,” she sighed. “Might as well get up then. It’d probably be easier on these old bones than the ground.” And she didn’t intend to leave him alone. Bone and muscle creaked as she pushed herself to standing, tendons popping loud enough to make Siffrin jump.

“Done heal,” he murmured under his breath. Soothing craft eased some of the tension away, though there was only so much it could do against aging.

Regardless, “Thank you Siffrin.”

Moonlight filtered through the branches, a damp chill filling the air. Part of her was tempted to tease him about having a cloak to keep him warm as opposed to her nightgown, but she didn’t want to risk him feeling even more guilty.

“ ‘ welcome,” Siffrin mumbled.

He did a few more rounds, inspecting every noise, every rustle of leaves, searching for owls…

“You’re going to be awake the whole trip at this rate.”

Siffrin huffed, crossing his arms, but came back to sit on a rock. The fire had long since been put out, but there were still makeshift seats surrounding it. “Not used to it…”

Hmm? That was a new one. Though it was generic enough she couldn’t say if it was a line or not. “I suppose you wouldn’t be anymore, would you?” How long had it been since he was outside of Dormont? Since he was outside the clocktower and town and house? Sure, there was noise in the town, but clearly it was safe. Here? There’d been a sadness. And in the house most if not all noises would’ve been sadnesses. “… I’m sorry. I should’ve noticed earlier.”

“… did once. I panicked. Looped.”

Ah. Now that was almost certainly specific to now. A small smile graced her face. “Seems you’re getting those words back, hmm?”

He nodded slowly. His words were slow, almost overly deliberate yet somehow still slurred, “Little bit.”

“It’s a process.”

Instinct told her to strike, to ask, to try to open him up before things could fester more. Ask how it felt, ask what he was thinking, ask and ask and ask, but she shut it down. Too many questions too fast might just lead to him clamming up again, but she somehow doubted he’d bring it up himself. Gems alive, why did it have to be her? Isabeau or Mirabelle might be more suited to delicate feelings and timing, but she was the one out here. What could she possibly say? What could she ask or say that wouldn’t make this worse? Something lighthearted, perhaps? Usually the others had that covered, but she had to have something , right?

…. Well…

“So then. Mind explaining Mr. Amazing-Funny-Buff-Isabeau?”

Siffrin managed to choke on air, coughing, and for a horrid moment she expected to see blood in an unnatural shade staining his mouth and hands. It passed just as quickly as she realized he was laughing.

“Cookie. He made me- um- ask for cookie.”

“Using that?”

“First time, yes.” He clicked his tongue once or twice, working his jaw like he was trying to clear gum from it, then said, “When I said it firs’, he got- got blushy. Crushed cookie.”

Odile chuckled at the mental image, shaking her head, “Yes, I imagine he would’ve.”

There’s a short lull before Siffrin adds, “Did on purpose later, sometimes. Worth it.”

Odile chuckled. “Adorable.”

Pack all those other questions up for now, he’d had a hard enough day. One of the others could bring it up, could talk about it with far more grace, and-

“Can we, um… talk? Bout earlier.”

Well gems alive. Seems she wasn’t too old to be surprised after all.

“Of course. Though I’m curious as to why you’re talking this over with me . Not that I mind, but I assumed you’d go for Isabeau or Mirabelle.”

Siffrin scrunched his nose up and shook his head. “Mira’s nice, but, um…” Again he had to stop, if only briefly. “A lot. Anxious. Isa’s also nice. Too nice.”

Odile quirked a brow. “What? You need someone to be mean?”

“No! Just…” he made little circles with one hand while he searched for the term, “Realistic? Calmer. More listen, less hug.”

Odile nodded. Siffrin had been given plenty of affection up until he started getting overwhelmed by it. Plus, even with the best intentions, there was a point at which worry and care became condescending. She was fairly certain they’d eventually passed that point, at least for their terminally independent little rogue.

“Well, then. If you’re going to be keeping me up, at least put on a pot of chamomile or something.” Some might call that mean, but Sif just smiled and started lighting some of their kindling. “Fetch a pillow too, will you? I swear, I don’t know how you young folk stand sitting on wood so much.”

“Tha’s what chairs are,” Siffrin said, rolling his eye, but getting her one.

“Ha! Astute observation there, I suppose. But by that logic, since some chairs are metal, you can sit on a sword just fine.”

“You have a...”

Oh gems why. She knows that face. That grin .

“ Point .”

Odile sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose. “Of course one of the first things to come back are your puns.” She wouldn’t have it any other way.

Siffrin chuckled and put a kettle on a rack over the small blaze. It’d take a while to heat, but she doubted he was any more of a hurry than she was. He sat on a log across from her, idly poking the blaze with a stick.

“… sorry. ‘Bout earlier,” Siffrin said.

“That’s hardly your fault. I think we all knew you weren’t coming out unscathed.”

He flinched.

“… but I understand hoping you could.”

Siffrin let out a long sigh. He lacked the dark rings that had circled his eyes on that day in Dormant, but the exhaustion seemed all too familiar.

“‘S not fair.”

“No. It’s really not. None of this has been.”

He nodded along and the night was quiet once more… or as quiet as it got in a forest. Leaves rustled in even the lightest breezes, crickets singing their song. The fire crackled and waved, spilling light into the dark.

“It’s nice,” Siffrin said. “Different.”

“And different’s good?”

He made a so-so gesture, then busied his hands with scooping tea leaves into cups for them. “This part is. Good different. Missed it.”

“Didn’t we all?” In the days leading up to their excursion, there wasn’t quite as much time for moments like these. Lingering under the stars, making tea, sitting by a fire without being on high alert for shadows (well, she supposed Siffrin still was), a chance to just be. It’d been too long for her, she couldn’t imagine how long it’d been for him.

There was another long silence. Siffrin worked at the sleeves on his cloak, tugging at the fabric in restrained frustration. “I hate this.”

Odile nodded. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what he was referring to, and she wasn’t about to interrupt.

“I sound stupid. Feel stupid. Acted-“

“Traumatized.” Scratch that not interrupting thing, but she wasn’t letting him dig himself into a spiral. “You acted traumatized, Siffrin. Scared. Not stupid.”

“I! Sound! Stupid!” He said, snarling. “I feel- I…” He let himself trail off, taking a deep breath. “It’s scary. Frustrating. My head’s full, but can’t- won’t come out.” He started to pull his hair again, but stopped and just worried at his cloak instead. “Like I forgot. All the words. Forgot everything- what am I supposed to rememb-“ he clapped hands over his mouth, glaring at the flames with a look that could kill.

Odile slowly nodded along. Even her abrasive heart wanted to reach out and tell him it’d be alright, that it was fine, but he’d already heard that too much today. Saying it again would probably be more annoying than useful.

“I won’t pretend to know exactly how it feels, but I’ve experienced something similar, in a way. As you know, Vaugardian isn’t my native language. Ka Buan doesn’t always translate well, and while I might seem well spoken now, it was quite infuriating to know exactly what I wanted to say but not be able to say it.”

“What a PIT-iful experience for me,” he said too easily—a line, it must’ve been a line—though at least he didn’t seem upset. Even without the set up, he apparently still found it funny, even moreso when Odile just looked baffled.

“Gems, why do I try?”

“… because. Friends?”

“Hmm… I suppose. Though it feels weird to say that about someone half my age. It feels like we’re more than that, by now.”

He looked at her expectantly, but didn’t seem too put out when she didn’t finish whatever line she didn’t know she was supposed to say. The ensuing silence was far more comfortable, punctuated by the teapot whistling. Sif poured some water into their teacups, clinking them together.

“Thank you, Siffrin. It’s not as fancy as the ones back home, but then Ka Buan tea time can be quite the affair.” She instinctively reached for a book that was in a different inner-pocket as she said, “Do you have anything like that?” Not that she expected much of an answer, he rarely said much about his past, but-

“I ran away from home once. I just didn’t want to eat my veggies.”

“… Huh.”

“So I took our boat!” His face crumpled as he pulled his legs in.

“… Siffrin?”

“Doesn’t matter. It’s gone.”

“What’s gone?”

“Home.”

Should she keep pushing? Leave it be? No. This wasn’t hers to decide. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“… y’know. The King. We were… Flower for you.” He sighed. “Sorry.”

“… you said a lot of stuff about remembering. In your fit. Is that related?”

Siffrin nodded. “Home’s gone. Home’s…  Something’s broken, something’s failing, rotting!!!”

Theories sparked in Odile’s head, but none of that would help. Not now. “… none of this is fair, is it?”

Siffrin shook his head.

…

…

…

“Tea should be steeped, if you want some,” Odile said. It burned pleasantly in her throat, floral, slightly earthy, and sweet, but not overwhelmingly so. Perfect.

Siffrin, being himself, apparently decided that wasn’t enough and stirred in a spoonful of honey.

“Incorrigible, truly.”

“No, you.”

“You’re going to have to work harder on your come backs.”

“I’ll come back to it.”

“Gems alive…”

Siffrin chuckled at her sheer exasperation before they drifted back into quiet. They stayed there for a while longer, sipping tea silently with each other. It was nice, familiar. She loved the rest of their group and would do all manner of awful things to protect them, but sometimes it was nice to just sit and enjoy each other’s company without any particular expectation to keep a conversation going. The quiet was nice, and quite the rare commodity with a preteen around, not to mention Isabeau and Mira.

Siffrin brewed them both a second cup, pulling some blankets and pillows to sleep under the stars, or at least what could be seen between the trees.

“Goodnight Siffrin.”

Siffrin hummed an affirmative as Odile went back to her tent to get some rest as well.

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I prefer tea, but buy me a Kofi?

[missamyrisa2]

Miss amy would you ever hand out spankings :3

Yeaaaa~ buttttt they're going to be sooooo ticklyyy~ in particular~~ I'm going to be handing down some spankssss when I have you over my lap and I start using this stiff lil feather between your tushy cheeks and every time you clench or squeeze it's spankety spankety spanketyyyyy~!! Oooh it's just sooo ticklyy huhhh~ you gotta relax darling relaxxxx ~ it's just a feather going upppp up that lil royal crevice and if youuuuu clench oooh ah ah ahhhh~ I said unclench those cheeks darling~~ you know what that meanssss oooh I thinkkkk mmh five palmyyyy kissesss on eachhh of your tush tush cheeks ~ yesss that'll do ittt ~ now now nowww don't fret just take your medicine cutie pieee and we'll get riiight back to the feather ~ mmhmm there's oneee and twoooo spanksss and oooh sooo dramatic ~ come on now, buck up and take it like a good one ~ and mmhmm three and fouuuur and my my my myyyyyyy you are getting so pink down here~ sooo naughtyyy ~

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Oh don't worry ~~ my feather will be right back to test your clenchies again buttttt first you neeeed to be blushed right under the cheekies because you are just soooo cheekyyy~ yesss fitting punishment for a naughty lil cutieee~ and let's just seee how pink we can get you down hereeee ~ mmmhmmm how does it feel? It tickles! Well I never would have guessed ~ ooh tell me how you really feel~ mmhmm nooo you're gonna stay right here on my lappy lap and we'll get you alll the spanks and tickles you need ~ this is good for you darling, this is where you belong ~ mmhmm mhmmm~ and now that you're sooo pinkened up we can try again ~ nowww, from the topppp~ and don't you dare clench those cheeekiessss or you knowww what I'll have to do to youuu~<3

[yukimomodivorce]

ok so I was writing this in the tags but it got too long and started annoying me so

firstly, I think there's a panel in re:member of momo bleaching his own hair! I like to think that he did it himself the first few times (and probably messed up a little, because it takes, like, a lot of patience to properly section your hair like that, especially if your hair is short and you have adhd <- speaking from experience), and okarin got him an actual stylist as soon as he could. yuki should definitely not be trusted to do momo's bleach, but I do think he knows his way around basic hair dye (which I'll get to in a second), and since momo would probably need at least one or two other products on top of the bleach to actually get to white/silver I can see yuki insisting on doing those for him after the first time he sees him doing it at home. also, for context I'm pretty sure this was because of his earrings but after the first time I watched i7 had a very vivid memory of momo's hair looking something like this (I made a diagram in ibispaint just now because I didn't feel like describing it)

and I think that yuki would have done something like that for him, probably just with one colour, maybe in their earlier days to match an upcoming album or something, cause I find it kind of hard to believe with their image and everything that neither of them have ever had their hair coloured for things like that (plus yuki already has for the shuffle units).

anyway. about yuki (this is gonna be the long part)

so he also has that white(er) streak in his hair right? that's also not a natural anime hair thing. I'd have to check the exact point it appears but I know for sure that he doesn't have it when he meets ban and he does by the time he meets momo.

so the first option is that yuki just. decided to start dyeing his own hair. but i'm kinda mixed on whether this makes sense for him or not? he seems to be around the right kind of scene for stuff like that (looking at a lot of the side characters in re:member and their old band members in the anime) and I can see him just doing it on a whim one day, but consistently? for like, 3 years before joining an agency that might have made him do it to maintain his image? momo could reasonably grow his hair out a little before it gets too obvious, but yuki's being directly at his roots like that probably not so much, and I know I'm over-analysing and they probably weren't thinking about any of this when they gave him the streak but I just dont think he would bother with it unless he had a good reason. but maybe he just really loves that streak. who knows. maybe there is a canon explanation for this that I've just missed but i,dont care I love making things up

the second and more plausible option to me is that it was ban's idea. I know we never see him with anything but I like to think that he had them dye each other's hair when they started the whole idol thing, and maybe yuki decided to keep his and ban didn't (there's potential angst here). or maybe yuki fucked up really badly trying to do ban's and they ended up having to just dye it back to blue. maybe he keeps it because ban insists that he likes it and/or that it's part of his brand now, and it's not as much of a bother when ban does it for him - and momo gets the idea to dye his own hair as well when he inevitably takes over. or maybe yuki starts doing it himself after ban's disappearance, when he's clinging on to all the things they did together.

the third option is my favourite and it could follow either of the first two. I'm also not entirely sure if this is a thing that can actually be caused by dye/bleach but some people think it is and I know one person who it miiiight have happened to so let's just say it can for the sake of this post. but basically my theory is that at some point while they were doing the streak yuki and/or ban somehow managed to damage those hair follicles so badly that they stopped producing melanin and that section of his hair is just permanently white now. I'd say it happened because of stress but I don't think that would affect just the one area and it's funnier to me to think that one of them just fucked it up really really badly. the actual permanent damage could've happened at any point too it could've been yuki trying to do it on his own for the first time after months or years of ban doing it for him. it could've been momo he would feel so awful about it. endless possibilities all very amusing to me anyway this has post officially gotten way too long now thank you goodnight

The funniest thing to me is that when we see pre-idol Momo, his hair is blue. You're telling me this boy painstakingly dies the ends and the underside of his hair white every few weeks and not the top? Like, they could have just made his hair white and had the whole style make a hell of a lot more sense, but no, now I get to spend the rest of my days picturing Momo sitting in his stylists chair, getting really chummy with them because he spends almost as much time there as he does in the studio

(And that makes it better, doesn't it? The intentionality of it. The lengths Momo will go to twist his life around Yuki's)

(I would love to picture Yuki doing Momo's hair for him but tbh I do not think that would go well for Momo LOL I bet they do it once anyway, and it goes horribly, hilariously wrong and they both vow to never let Yuki touch hair dye again)

[songsformonkeys]

For the writer asks: 3, 13, and 19!

3. What is your writing ritual and why is it cursed?

My writing ritual is about 90% me arguing with my procrastinating self that I should write and that I should just start writing NOW. The rest of the ritual is finding some fitting instrumental music and ignoring all incoming messages until I resurface for a break. It's cursed because of the amount of frustration the procrastination causes...

13. What is a subject matter that is incredibly difficult for you write about? What is easy?

Hmm, not sure if I've come across something that I would find incredibly difficult to write about. There are plenty of things I don't really want to write about (like pregnancies, graphic depictions of sexual assault, and demeaning smut just to name a few) but if I had to write about them, I would give it a try. And I think the stuff I have the easiest time writing is the stuff that's supposed to be humorous. I'm not sure if other people find it funny, but I do and it always flows quite easily when I write it.

19. Tell me a story about your writing journey. When did you start? Why did you start? Were there bumps along the way? Where are you now and where are you going?

Oh gosh, I started forever ago, back in 2004 when LOST premiered and I started filling my little notebooks with horribly boring fanfiction about the characters walking back and forth through the jungle. This was back when you had to catch the show when it aired on tv and wait for the DVD box to come out if you wanted a rewatch. So I spent the time in between the episodes writing and imagining what went on in the worlds of my favorite shows. I had a very brief L Word phase too, as I was discovering that I miiiight not be 100% straight.

After that, there was a bit of a break before I started writing fanfiction for the SPN fandom. I did that until I started university. At that point, it became too much to keep up with both writing and studying so I stopped writing for almost 8 years.

Then, the pandemic happened right around the time I stumbled across a little movie called Prospect. And as soon as the end credits rolled, I knew I wanted more from this universe so I went on ao3 and read whatever was posted there. And when I ran out of stuff to read, I started writing my own stuff. And the rest is history!

As far as where I'm going with my writing... I have no idea. I really enjoy writing and I hope to continue doing it for many years to come. I never realized how much I missed it during the 8-year break. And I'll probably keep posting and sharing it here, even though I never want it to start feeling like a chore and I don't want to be affected by the amount of notes the stories get. So we'll see. All I know is that it makes me happy <3

[cinna-vanilla]

Hullooo! 😘🥰😍 Happy Valentine's Day lovely Fae!!

I'm bored here at the inn! I hate being away from you, especially today 😗 I've been daydreaming against the window about everything we could do together, like make cupcakes, decorate with paper hearts, maybe dress up to dance... well, we'll do whatever you want when I get there tomorrow! I have a special surprise that I think you'll like if you do want to dance 😊 It miiiight be a music box... but try to act surprised anyway haha!! 💕

You know, I've been thinking about you a lot, especially about how much everything has changed since I met you. I really... don't like talking about the past much, or about myself, but well... before I got to know you, I didn't know who I was and I didn't feel like I mattered. I'd chase anything that made my empty heart feel alive, and when I thought I'd never have that feeling again, I found you. But it was different this time. Instead of that drunken frenzy followed by a hangover, getting to know you was more like a uh, a soup I guess haha! You filled me right up and made me warm inside! 😊

And you helped me learn to value myself. I don't feel like I'm in a disguise anymore because when I'm with you, everything inside me, the emptiness that once was there, it grows into a garden where every part of my identity falls into place. I feel like I'm becoming someone real. My smile is my smile, and you make me soooo happy I could float! 🥰

All that being said, whenever I'm away, I get kind of sad because you're fun and sweet as strawberries and you make me laugh 😗😗😗

That's why I aaaalways miss you! I even miss hearing your tired voice ask me to fetch something for you when you're not feeling well. 😌 I want to be there for you! Always! Er, if you want, that is! Hmm maybe I could build a little shed outside your window 🤔 I'll have to do the measurements when I get there... if you want!

Anyway! Almost forgot to say happy valentine's day! I'd give the world to you 🥰 I love you!! ❤❤❤

Sincerely, your dear

Jack

Jack, my love !!! my sweetheart !!! aaaa this is such a sweet letter !! im actually crying right now sklfhsd i don’t know what to say ??? this is so sweet and I can’t wait to see you too !!!!!

[one-piece-dumpster-fire]

Hi, you lovely human being~. If is your matchup thing still up... Then i have a request! I'm 152 cm small girl with curves. I'm kinda chubby.. I play flute, I love dancing and i am super into history. Also, I'm bisexual. I tend to be shy and quiet with new people, but when i feel good with someone ... Beware, i am super freak. Also huge bookworm. I am suffering from depression, anxieties and chronical insomnia... So i tend to push people away from me, when i am not ok. Even though i need them.

Of course dearie

From what you told me, your first match-up would beeee....

Sir Pedro!

you two would make for a lovely couple, and even if the jaguar mink isn't too keen on showing you around like some sort of trophy, he does tend to slightly push you into the spotlight whenever he hears someone talk about something that could relate to you in a way. Someone likes history? 'oh well, in that case you would be quite amazed to find ou about what (Y/N) recently discovered!' Someone talks about their songs? 'Well, (Y/N) is quite the musician, if I may say so myself... her skills with the flute are exceptional!'

Pedro adores that adorable shy side of you as well as your inner party animal, but he does get a bit suprised whenever you suddenly let the freak out lol. Where did his quiet little (Y/N) go? Who is this ball of energy and confidence? No matter how many times he sees it, this metamorphosis you go through when opening up to someone always amazes him!

yet, despite being very observant, there are always certain things the jaguar mink misses out on as well. Mostly when you go through a difficult time, he doesn't quite catch on immediately- so please be a bit patient, he certainly doesn’t mean to abandone you in your time of need! Ah, talking about feelings isn't something he would consider himself 'good at', but Pedro is more than willing to listen and to help if there is anything he can do!

his biggest peeve when it comes to being around you is that he can't keep his tail to himself. Never. When in public, when alone, his fluffy tail will always wrap itself around you at some point, almost as if he was trying to protect you from something. It's especially difficult at night, when you have to leave to use the bathroom for example. Urgh, why is that little part of him so strong...? And he may claim that he isn't doing this on purpose, but is that really the truth...?

„I'm sorry for leaving you like this (Y/N), but Master Nekomamushi has called for a special meeting between the Guardians. Promise you'll take care of yourself while I am gone, yes? Perhaps I'm in luck and might be able to bring some of the new books from the library back for you as well...“

As for a lady, I’d match you up wiiith...

Charlotte Praline!

*insert 'you're gonna need a bigger boat' and other Jaws catchphrases here* Well congratulations, you got yourself quite the big catch! Oh but don't worry, this lovely lady certainly isn't going to bite- I mean how could she, you're her beloved little (Y/N) whom she’d follow to the end of the world and beyond, after all!

there are so many inside jokes going on between the two of you, it's honestly insane. Every giggle, every smile of yours- it adds years to her lifespan. And the fact that this is all for her to love and take in... fills the large mermaid with even more happiness. Praline might even suggest for you two to make up a 'secret couple language' that just the two of you will understand. You heard right, we're back in highschool with hidden love letter exchanges and lots of giggles xD

seeing how she views it as part of her 'girlfriend duty' to keep a close eye on you, Praline would instantly notice any changes regarding your mood or behaviour. And if you think she would leave you alone with your problems, well think again! She always has an ‘emergency’ bag ready at home, which is filled with loving notes and things that she knows make you happy. So even if she isn’t around all the time to be by your side and support you, there will be a ton of adoring and encouraging messages just for you all around your home!

and no nightmares can get through the impenetrable fortress that is her loving embrace! You have problems with sleeping? Insomnia? Well, Praline isn't a doctor unfortunately, but she can cuddle you like no one has ever before and do her best to shush any bad thoughts or nightmares away! You’re definitely not going to feel bad when going to sleep, not on her watch!

„Shahahaha, ohh (Y/N), aren't you just looking exceptionally stunning and beautiful today~? Mh, I could just.. eat you all up! Shaha- ohh, what's that pale look all of a sudden for? Mh, do you think I'm being serious, my dear~?“

[wishmakersblog]

Thoughts on Mario Odyssey

Cap Kingdom- I like the fog but the extra moons are too complicated for me to get

Cascade Kingdom- dinos Dinos DINOS DINOSDINOSDINOS MOTHERFUCKING T-REX BEST KINGDOM 10,000/10

Sand Kingdom- Hot, lots of moons, too big. I love Jaxi though, it's my baby now

Lake Kingdom- Hey remember how good swimming was in Mario Galaxy? How it was easy to go the direction you wanted quickly?

Not anymore, bitch.

Wooded Kingdom- Meh, cool in theory, definitely best looking with the plants. The tanks were amazing to control too. I just feel like something was missing from it, I would have liked a more ghostly kingdom out of it I think.

Cloud Kingdom- Nice and peaceful, fuck the bonus moons though

Lost Kingdom- Hey uhhhhh fuck this place.

Metro Kingdom- Sweet mother of jesus this is a playground of hard to make jumps and infinite parkour also I love getting in front of the taxis and walking slow, like, what are you gonna do? Hit me?

Also fuck jump rope. And RC cars.

Snow Kingdom- By far the cutest NPCs, I love this place so much even though being here makes my body feel cold.

Seaside Kingdom- Best kingdom. Hands down. It's a fucking resort with a somewhat shallow ocean and tons of things to do. Also, best boss.

Ruined Kingdom- Why is there Dark Souls in my Mario?

Luncheon Kingdom- Tip for dumbasses like me. That pink shit? NOT WATER. Don't jump into it in the first 30 seconds you're there. Best citizens second to the Snow Kingdom. A little hard to get around though. Probably smells best out of all of them.

Bowser Kingdom- Definitely the coolest rendition of the King Koopa's place to date. This legit feels like a kingdom led by a king who wants nothing more than for people to see how awesome he is. I actually loved this place.

Moon Kingdom- Going from low gravity to normal gravity can and WILL fuck you up, believe me. Fuck this place's music note challenge that was bullshit. Loved everything else though.

Dark Side- No.

Other thoughts

I've only had Cappy for 6 days but if anything happened to him I would kill everyone else and then myself.

Pauline gives me Futch lesbian vibes.

I'm just gonna say it. If Peach loved Marip the way he does her, she wouldn't have rejected him so hard. I'm starting to think she doesn't care for him the same way, and I'm also starting to think there miiiight just be something between her and Bowser.

Speaking of the baddest turt, my GOD does he ever go all out for weddings, when the guy loves you, he really loves you. I'd be fucking flattered to marry the big goober.

The effects of water and everything in this game are so fucking beautiful to see. I love it. I like taking strolls in other places just because. I totally recommend Metro, Seaside and Wooded and Sand for some nice walks.

[theginia]

I'm not the anon that asked the Barriers question but I was actually trying to work up the nerve to ask about that myself. Seeing that answer gave me a new one to ask though. This isn't a request either...How would Ignis handle being punished? Does he immediately understand what he did wrong? Does he try to get out of the punishment by, like, giving him kicked puppy looks? Try to talk his way out of it? I just really love your fic series and I'm dying to know more about their dynamic! 🤗

Oh my gosh, it’s so soothing to think about this seriesagain and dust off these headcanons. Squee! Thank you, equally adorable anon!*happy doink*

This is an excellent but very loaded question. And it kindareminds me of the questions you’re asked on job interviews, where you reallyneed more context and specific examples in order to properly answer thequestion. But I’ll do my bestest!

So right off the bat, no, I have a very difficult timeimagining Ignis trying to weasel his way out of being punished by giving Gladiokicked puppy face (but oh how cute would that be? I’m melting already). Ignistakes his submission as seriously as Gladio takes his dominance, and trying tomanipulate Gladio emotionally or physically to avoid his comeuppance doesn’tjive with that. I honestly think that if Ignis flat-out did something wrong hewould feel so guilty, and feel like such a failure, that he’d welcome thepunishment. Not in a “lookit me, I’m such a masochist” sense, but a “I need tomake this right and prove myself to Gladio” sense.

Now he miiiight try to talk his way out of it—and I prettymuch guarantee that if Ignis fucking Scientia decides to talk his way out of something,he’ll succeed. Because he’s ignis fucking Scientia over here. BUT he’ll only dothat if Gladio is just straight up missing critical information, something that’sblack and white, something that Ignis knows would render the punishment moot,something that he knows Gladio would WANT to be told, something where he’d berisking Gladio’s ire if he DIDN’T speak up. Like, I dunno, if Gladio was goingto punish Ignis for coming home from work early when Gladio knows Iggy has ameeting with the King. But the meeting was cancelled by the King, who told Iggyto go home and enjoy the rest of his day or something.

In fact, I bet that’s happened. Not the exact above example,but I imagine that at one point, early in their relationship, Gladio punishedIgnis while Ignis kept some piece of redeeming evidence to himself. BecauseIgnis thought it would be wrong of him to say anything, because he doesn’t wantto top from the bottom. He’s afraid he’ll just make matters worse if he triesto explain. And so Gladio punishes him, and finds out after the fact some informationhe was missing, and he’s absolutely devastated. He didn’t want to punish Ignis.He hates punishing Ignis. He knows how hard Ignis is on himself and how hard hetries to be everything to Gladio. So realizing that he punished Ignis whenIgnis hadn’t actually done anything wrong is just agony. Cue heartfeltconversation about the difference between communicating and manipulating, and areminder that Ignis is required to be open and honest with Gladio. They chalkit up to a learning experience for both of them and Ignis isn’t punished forkeeping information from Gladio.

If Ignis did try to offer any additional information, hewould be exceedingly careful and polite. He’d ask to speak, ask if he may offersome additional information for Gladio’s consideration. He would want to avoid givingoff the impression that he is arguing or even trying to change Gladio’s mind.Merely providing cold, hard facts for Gladio’s consideration.

I feel like Ignis’s mindset and training would actually makehim feel like if he tries to manipulate Gladio or tries to spin doctor the situationso that Gladio changes his mind – that the very act OF trying to manipulateGladio, trying to argue with him, etc, would be a punishable offense on its own,so even if he succeeds in getting out of being punished for his first crime, he’llfeel like he deserves to be punished anyway for being such a little shit. So hemay as well save a lot of time and trouble and just not even try.

As to whether Ignis would know what he had done wrong, thatdepends a lot on what he has in fact done wrong. Now obviously before Gladiopunishes Ignis he’ll tell him why. I can’t see Gladio punishing Ignis withoutensuring that Ignis knows why it’s happening. But before it gets to that point?Hmmm….

I’d say 75% of the time at least Ignis absolutely knows whathe did wrong, because he’s the one who tells Gladio about it in the firstplace. He’s just too honest and earnest to not fess up. Picture an exhaustedIgnis coming home at night, brain fuzzy from being in meetings all day, andwithout even thinking he just collapses into a kitchen chair while he checksthe 57 emails and texts he managed to amass just in the last half hour while hewas driving home. And then a few seconds in his eyes growing wide with horrorwhen he catches himself. He didn’t mean to do it, it’s muscle memory, and he’sjust so tired, and he bolts up within 5 seconds of his ass touching the chair.An honest mistake, immediately recognized and rectified.  But regardless, cue Ignis prostrating himselfbefore Gladio when the big guy gets home, apologizing and explaining what hedid.

The remaining 25% of the time Ignis has to wait until Gladioexplains the error to him. When Ignis understands he’s accepting of his fateand eager to have a chance to try again and do better in the future.

I really headcanon ignis as a dignified, elegant sub. He’sjust so perfectly composed in his day-to-day life, and he’s So Dang EXTRA. Butwhen he’s been punished I can see him start to mentally spiral down, to getlost in his own head a bit while he self-recriminates. Gladio is always reallycareful to ensure that Ignis still feels loved and wanted in the wake of apunishment. Gladio will give him a chance to redeem himself. He won’t let Ignisgo to bed immediately after a punishment, no matter how late it is. Not until Ignisfeels better, because he understands how Ignis’s brain works and how much he’lltorture himself if he doesn’t have a chance to prove himself again.