#: ̗̀➛ zen's chatterbox

[verdantlights]

WHO THE FUCK WAS GONNA TELL ME THIS EXISTED. WHO THE FUCK. WHY. WHY WAS THIS KEPT FROM ME UNTIL NOW. WERE YOU ALL AFRAID OF THE DIABOLICAL THINGS ID SAY

THIS IS OFFICIAL ART. LUKA GOT A NOSEBLEED WE KNOW WHAT YOU ARE. IVAN FIRST IN LINE. IM INSANE

WHO WAS GOING TO TELL ME???

im not going to be normal about this and you can blame @pwippy bc theyre the one that sent it

[kusattaruuru]

ᚷᚨᚺ ᛉᚨᚾ ᛏᚨᚲ ᚷᚨᚺ ᛉᚨᚾ ᛏᚨᛏ ᛏᚨᛏ ᛒᚱᚨᚲ

[PT: The Elder Futhark Runic lyrics from Tot Musica by Ado.]

Well, I'm on tumblr now... I guess.

Hey, I'm Zen. I'm a contestant in Alien Stage Season 5̷̦̄̆͌0̷̲̱̠̄̈́̿?̶̱̤̆͝ ̴̛͓̻͍̒̓1̷̧̓̈̚0̷̱͉̭̈́͒̓?̶͈̘̻͝

[PT: Alien Stage Season 50? 10?]

I'm 21 years old and my birthday is January 26th. My pronouns are he/it and zey/ve. Feel free to ignore the last two if that's not your cup of tea, as long as you recognize that I am (mostly) a man. I don't really do slow sappy music or delve too deep into emotions... so romance is... not really my thing. I've read about it in books from Earth, but it never quite made sense to me. When I sing, I sing about breaking the mold and fighting for freedom. Don't let the segyein hear me say that though, hah.

I'm not the friendliest person or the most bubbly, but I'm relatively chill. There are things I know that I probably shouldn't, and things I'm good at that nobody would ever expect. There are many secrets, and if you think you can uncover them, then think again.

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ooc//

// Hello!!!! It's Mod Zen ( @verdantlights ) again, except I'm running my first ALNST OC blog, my ALNST Sona, Zen! I'll be posting a bunch of photocard art and roleplaying with some of my other sona friends for the ALNST Sona Season (S10)! Sona Zen will be referred to as szen, s!Zen, or s!zen. OOC and anything from me, Mod Zen, will be in blue italics as usual and the tag will be // :)

// I've gotten my hands on the gradient text and figured out how to use it, so when saying important things, it will be colored in this gradient.

// If anyone has an issue with visibility, please let me know through asks!

dividers are recolored from @/saradika-graphics

[zerostyrant]

none of you are safe from me.

[verdantlights]

yk at least they might be able to talk it out. mizi and sua dont get that chance. HA- (dies)

ivan honest reaction when till pulls up in the afterlife

[supernatant]

Learned that Cassiel, the angel Castiel was based on, guards Saturn, so here are some headcanons that formed

-He and Agiel (the other seraph who guards Saturn) worked together to make it and its moons

-He’s also the guardian of one of the palaces of Heaven (unclear which one), so now in my headcanon each planet in the solar system has/is a gate to a subsection of Heaven.

-Castiel created the rings of Saturn by accident when he made a new moon too close to the planet and it got destroyed. Everyone thought they looked cool so they were allowed to stay

-The shepherd moons in the rings are like his zen garden

-He keeps making moons out of boredom and silent competition with whoever guards Jupiter. Moons Georg

-whatever the heck is going on with Janus and Epimetheus’ shared orbit was him putting them too close to each other and finding an unorthodox way of fixing it. The Virtues hate him for it. They draw straws whenever it’s time to make them turn around.

-His favourite moon is Enceladus and he likes to chill in the underground oceans when he wants alone time

-He hates Mimas because of the horrible screaming noise it makes. He and Dean watch Star Wars and when it gets to ‘that’s no moon’ he says ‘Ugh, why is Mimas in this’. Maybe it’s where they keep Zazel (demon of Saturn).

-Headcanon Agiel and Castiel are the angel equivalent of twins, but they have a yin-yang thing going on.

-Castiel is the goth one, being the angel of solitude and tears and also an angel of death.

-Agiel’s wings are different shades of silver

-As an intelligence angel, Agiel is a chatterbox and a major nerd. Unfortunately they also work for Naomi :(

-I am about to turn them into an OC

[hecalledme-jagi]

Can you do someone calls MC that Mac is not funny or to stop talking etc?

To preface, I have trouble with my reading comprehension, so I apologize in advance if this isn’t what you wanted －〜－ also, sorry for the delay 🙃

MC Being Told To Stop Talking

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Zen

- Zen was in the process of filming a new show, so you decided to go and support him.

- During one of the takes, you had started talking with the makeup artist.

- You guys were talking about a variety of things, but this conversation, in particular, got you really excited, which made your voice get louder the more you talked.

- Someone had come up to you and told you to quiet down, and a bit rudely.

- It wasn’t the first time someone had said such a thing to you, so you were gracious and complied, but it clearly bothered you.

- During break time, Zen came over to you, like usual, and noticed something was wrong the moment he saw you.

- He came over and grabbed your hand gently, peering down at you with concern, “Jagi, what’s wrong? Did something happen?”

- You looked up at him and offered a halfhearted smile, “it’s nothing, someone just told me to quiet down... I guess I got a little over-excited again and was shouting.”

- His brow furrowed, and he squeezed your hand, hoping to comfort you with the pressure.

- “That’s ridiculous! If they’re going to tell you that, then I’ll be loud too!”

- He hated it when people told you to lower your voice. He thought it was cute how you'd get louder the more excited you were.

- “There’s no way they're gonna tell my amazing girlfriend that she’s too loud without going through me first!”

- “Oh my gosh,” you covered his mouth with a soft laugh. “Stop that! You're going to get us both in trouble.”

- “I don’t care! No one can tell my cutie that she's loud!” He muffled through your hands.

- He encircled your waist, placing his forehead against yours, as your hands flouted down from his mouth to his shoulders.

- “Jagi, I think it’s adorable how your voice gets louder the more excited you get,” he admitted, only loud enough for you to hear. “If no one can see how cute that part of you is, then I’ll be around to see it, and if they tell you to quiet down, I’ll just tell you to be louder.”

- You laughed, comforted by his words. Both amused and delighted by how much he dotes on you.

- “You’re insufferable.. but thank you,” you said, kissing his cheek.

- He nuzzled into you, “I’ll be as insufferable as you need me to be, Jagi. I don’t care as long as you’re smiling.”

Jumin

- It was a formal dinner party, and you were making conversation with a lovely young lady while Jumin stood beside you talking with a group of potential business partners.

- “My,” one man chuckles, “your wife is quite the chatterbox.”

- Undoubtedly, this man thought you wouldn’t hear him, but you did and instantly stopped talking.

- It’s a challenge to find good people worth talking to in Jumin’s world, so you were excited to find such a kind young lady to speak with, which made you particularly talkative.

- You hadn’t realized that it could look bad in this crowd, where knowing when to hold your tongue was a waltz. Talk too much, and you’re classless. Talk too little, and you’re arrogant.

- “Excuse me?” Jumin coldly responded, his gray gaze becoming a storm.

- That man’s spine shivered, “ah, no— I didn’t mean—“ he stammered.

- “I usually keep my personal feelings separate from business, so I’ll let this slide this once, but let me make this one thing clear,” his eyes sharpened as he leaned down to the man’s ear. His voice fell to a whisper, “any type of disrespect given to my wife is unforgivable, so next time I won’t be so kind.”

- He grabbed your hand, “My love, shall we go?” He looked at you, his eyes prideful and clearly satisfied with his actions. Without waiting for a response, he starts walking to the exit.

- “W.. wait, Jumin!” You effortlessly followed his pace, but your mind had yet to process what happened.

- “My love, please know that you could never talk too much,” he looked down at you affectionately, “nor could you ever be a ‘chatterbox.’” He kissed your hand gently.

- You melted like ice cream under the warmth and comfort of your husband, “thank you,” you gently smiled.

- “Anything for you, my love.”

Yoosung

- Both you and Yoosung are naturally very talkative. There’s rarely any silence between you, and you like it that way. However, other people aren’t so fond of that part of your relationship.

- You’ve both been told to shut up by teachers many times before, but rarely by close friends.

- Also, when you guys talk in a group, it isn’t uncommon for you guys to speak in tandem, but with other people and about different things.

- While hanging out with your shared group of friends, most of which you met through LOLOL, a girl had told you to stop talking so she could hear Yoosung.

- This girl clearly had a thing for Yoosung and was newer to this friend group, so her comment bothered you on every level.

- You planned on ignoring her, but her words got to you, so you exited from the group to compose yourself.

- Yoosung quickly followed since usually, you’d tell him where you were going before leaving.

- “Hey, where you going?” He questioned with his usual smile.

- “I just needed to get some space,” you apathetically responded. Hearing your tone and seeing your expression, that sweet smile quickly faded.

- “What happened? Are you ok?”

- You shook your head and shrugged submissively, “the girl who joined the group recently told me to stop talking, so she could hear you.”

- Yoosung looked back at the girl only to return his gaze to you, “why would she tell you that..? I wasn’t saying anything all that interesting,” he took your hand and swung it playfully.

- You let out a frustrated sigh, allowing your arm to swing in tandem with his, “she clearly has a thing for you.” You couldn’t look him in the eyes. You were embarrassed for being upset over something so trivial and for feeling annoyed by how dense Yoosung can be.

- Surprised by this newfound information, he stopped swinging, “wait, really?”

- Annoyed even more by the question, you nodded to avoid saying something you didn’t mean.

- “Hm.” He shortly hummed before returning to the group, with you in tow.

- He took his former spot in the group, having you stand beside him, never letting go of your hand.

- He looked at the girl with a coldness, “Hey, could you refrain from telling my girlfriend to stop talking? Thanks,” he spoke curtly, leaving little room for this girl to say anything.

- At first, the group was silent with shock, including yourself, but what quickly followed was an uproar of how Yoosung should stop bragging about having a girlfriend.

- You laughed at the sudden change in atmosphere, and you received an ever affectionate gaze from Yoosung.

Seven

- You and Seven find each other to be the funniest people that ever lived; sadly, not everyone holds to this view.

- Seven is a bit of a hermit, while you tend to be a social butterfly. So it wasn't uncommon for you to go out and spend time with a variety of friends.

- After one outing, in particular, you came home visibly upset, which put Seven on edge.

- “What’s wrong?” He came over, holding your shoulders and searching your expression for answers.

- “Rough day,” you leaned your forehead against his chest with a thud, and he held you.

- “You want to talk about it?”

- You sighed, hoping to decompress, “I met up with this new group of people, and you know how I try to make people laugh..?”

- “Yes, of course, I love that about you.”

- “Well, no one said it, but I could tell they thought I wasn’t funny, just annoying."

- “How could they think that!?” He playfully squeezed you and cuddled you closer. “You’re 606, the funniest and most caring person I’ve ever met! AND you’re the other half of 707, the GreatDefender of Justice!”

- You huffed amusedly, enjoying the affection, “you’re supposed to say that, you're my boyfriend.”

- “I would’ve said it even before becoming your boyfriend,” he said as he gently kissed the top of your head. “Feeling better now?”

- “Yes, but I wanna stay like this for a bit longer,” you said softly.

- He laughed softly and nuzzled you playfully, “no problem.”

˚✧₊⁎𝒥𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑎⁎⁺˳✧༚

I do not own any characters, all ownership goes to Cheritz. Thanks for reading!

[verdantlights]

I ACTUALLY FUCKING MANIFESTED IT WHEN I WROTE TJE FANFICTION

THIS IS WHAT TILL LOOKS LIKE IN THAT SCENE. THIS IS HOW HE SMILED AND LAUGHED AT IVAN. CHAT I MANIFESTED THIS.

[verdantlights]

OH SO THEY DREW IT OFFICIALLY. THEY MADE IT DETAILED. OHHHHHH VIVINOS. QMENG. WHEN I FUCKING CATCH YOUUUUUU WHEN I CATCH YOUUUUUU. I KNEW HE CRIED. I KNEW HE CRODE. BUT WHY DID THEY MAKE IT 4k HD...

ivan. was. crying.. in round 6. ohmygod

[kusattaruuru]

recent photoshoots, courtesy of my owner, scorpius.

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ooc// AU stuff!! his modern and highschool au designs are both relatively similar. his actor au design is basically me irl atp LMAO

[zerostyrant]

crazy im only just now hitting 1k

[lcs-library]

A quiet evening (Zen x reader oneshot!)

Tags/notes: GN!reader, uncensored swearing, just a fluffy evening with a very good boi

Summary/preview: Half asleep, you snuggled into Zen's chest, murmuring a soft "Hm..." as you contemplated your decision. Before you even had time to decide on something, Zen interrupted any idea that had entered your head. "Cuddles it is, then." He softly said, rubbing his face into the top of your head. Enjoy your chill evening with Zen in this fluffy oneshot!!

You sighed, fiddling with your phone, throwing it down onto Zen's coffee table. He wasn't home yet, but you ended up coming there anyway after a long day. His place was good for that, in a way.

You could feel safe and loved without any borders or judgment. It was nice to get that after feeling as if you were abandoned for so long. It was rare that you were lonely, but today was one of those days. Sighing, you leaned your head back onto edge of the couch, closing your eyes. You couldn't help but wonder how much longer Zen would take to get back.

As if to answer your question, you heard the click of the lock, signaling his arrival. Almost instantly, you snapped your head up, standing to meet Zen at the door as he walked in. Upon seeing you, Zen's face lit up like a firework, quickly pulling you into a tight hug. While being smothered with kisses, you tried to mumble a "Welcome home", your insides melting, despite him having done it a million times. After finally being freed from his flurry of kisses, Zen finally spoke.

"How are you? More importantly, why are you here?" You had to smile, noticing his excitement upon seeing you. "No particular reason. I just felt a little tired and wanted to see you." You felt his body shake in your arms as he laughed. "Can't say that I didn't want to see you too, dear." He finally let go of you, holding on to your shoulders with a calm and content smile on his face.

"Well, I'll make sure you have a good time, okay?" You simply nodded in response, not really sure what to say.

"So", Zen started again, letting go of your arms, "do you have any plans for dinner? I'm not picky, so you can get whatever." "Jokes on you, because I'm not either!" You proclaimed with a teasing grin. Zen smirked. "Then I'm deciding. And in reality, the joke's on you, because I know exactly what you like!" "Then surprise me." You said, hands on your hips to mock him just a bit more. "I will." Zen promptly declared, sticking his tongue out at you as he quickly ordered the food, seating himself on the couch. You smiled, joining him.

After he was done(he wouldn't allow you to look), he claimed he had to run through some lines and review his script, so you decided to join him, plopping yourself down on the couch to continue your phone-fiddling.

After a bit, you threw the phone down again, tired of what others had to say. You decided to instead lie your face on Zen's shoulder as he flipped through his script, whispering monologues and song lyrics while adding notes here and there.

Noticing you were on his shoulder, he turned to kiss the top of your head briefly. "Are you tired?" he asked, voice soft and laced with exhaustion. "A little bit. Is there anything I can help you with?" you replied. "Hm... maybe give me tips on the romance monologues?" he said in an attempt to flirt with you, causing you to giggle. "I don't know about that one." "Really? I thought you liked it when I did that kind of stuff with you on the phone!" "That's because I had no free will, you chatterbox!" you shot back, another laugh threatening to escape your lips.

"I-" Zen paused, mouth hanging open. He finally hung his head in defeat as he chuckled. "I can't deny that one, now can I? Seriously though, just being here is help enough for me. I get the motivation to finish fast, and then I get to hang out with you. It's a win-win in my eyes, if that makes any sense." he said, letting out another soft giggle.

You beamed, happy that he was at least motivated as you nuzzled into his shoulder. Zen simply smiled in response, kissing your head once more.

The silence was comforting to the both of you, with the pencil scritches and Zen's whispering making it the perfect place to fall asleep. In around 20 minutes, the food arrived.

You groggily peeled your face from Zen's shoulder to go to the door and bring it inside. Setting it down on the table, you struggled to open the tightly sealed bag. As your fingers fumbled with the strings, you didn't notice the sound of Zen's footsteps creeping up behind you until his arms were around your waist, pulling your back into his chest, allowing you to melt into his embrace.

You pulled out the dishes, Zen leaning his chin into your head to get a good whiff. You froze.

You didn't want to move, nor did you want to ask him to do so first. It was nice having him hold you close as he let out a soft "mmn". After a few seconds of working up your courage, you finally asked Zen to let go. He reluctantly dragged his arms around your stomach to release himself, pulling his chin from its almost magnetic hold on your head.

"Aw. It was nice to hold you for a bit though. I'm happy I can keep you safe." You felt your face heat up at his charming words. Trying to hide it, you seated yourself at the table across from him, looking down to avoid his gaze. Zen covered his mouth with his hand as he snickered at your futile attempt. "Blushing now, are we? I don't blame you." You had to roll your eyes. “Oh, shut up. You were the one who was nervous to even hold my hand at first."

Now it was Zen's turn to be embarrassed, his eyes widening as a nervous blush made its way across his face. "…we don't talk about that." he said sheepishly, trying to avoid your gaze. You had to laugh. "Come on, let's just eat."

The silence after your joke argument was deafening. Figuring this, Zen piped up after a few seconds. "Wanna share?" Hearing his sudden words, you looked up at him. "You sure?" "Of course I'm sure, silly! Why else would I be asking?" You sighed, hoping he wasn't going to try anything. "Fine."

Zen gave you a mischievous smirk as he picked up a bite of food. "Okay, say ah~." Seeing his eager smile awaiting your actions, your nerves got the best of you, forcing you to defend yourself as best as you could. "Ah." you said sarcastically, trying to deadpan it in spite of your red face and darting eyes. Zen had to laugh at your stubbornness. "I'll take that." he said, popping the food into your mouth.

Despite the attention feeling just a bit nice, you couldn't help but internally groan at the hopeless flirt. It was only after you finished your bite did you notice his staring. "I'm assuming you want some of mine, right?" you asked, rolling your eyes. Zen dramatically gasped, acting astonished yet overly joyous at your accusation. "Really? For me?" "If you keep doing that, I might as well not do it." you joked, crossing your arms. Zen had to giggle. "Fine, I'll stop. Ah..." he said, giving in to your demands.

Smirking, you slowly moved your food closer and closer to Zen's mouth. You felt his jaw snap at the last second, right as you pulled it away with a giggle. "Sorry, dude. Better luck next time." you proclaimed smugly, eating the food yourself. Zen's expression dropped. No food for him, then. "Hey! If you're not going to feed me, at least let me try your food!" You chuckled at Zen's weak rebuttal. "Fine, I'll feed you. Open up, dumbass." you said, inching the food into Zen's mouth once more, although this time finally letting it go in.

The rest of the meal was pretty calm. A few giggles and conversations here and there, but overall a nice experience. Afterwards, the two of you returned to the couch so Zen could finish his work. You lazily leaned our head on his shoulder as he worked, reading over his script. That was, until you caught a strand of his hair tickling your face.

He had taken his hair out of its usual ponytail after dinner so that he could relax properly, but this proved to be a bit of a problem, no matter how majestic he looked. Lifting the wisps of his hair out of your face, you sat up to stroke his hair as you grabbed a hair tie.

"What's wrong, dear? Am I bothering you?" Zen asked, worried about your sudden change in position. "No, you're not bothering me, your hair is. Hope you don't mind if I braid it." Hearing your words, his face softened into a loving smile as he turned his back to you, allowing you to work better. "Do what you need." You beamed, happy he was not going to complain.

Running your fingers through Zen's hair, you couldn't help but notice how soft it was. Pretty crazy, especially for having so much of it. After just playing with it for a little longer than you anticipated, you finally divided the hair into sections and began to braid.

Zen hummed softly, clearly enjoying your hands in his hair. Your tried not to be too rough with his hair, but there was just so much of it you had to pull a bit after each cross in order for the braid not to fall apart. You couldn't help but stare at him as you braided away. Even on the backside, he seemed so welcoming and kind, like you could lean on his back and toss your arms around his shoulders.

After what seemed like a million years of braiding his almost Rapunzel-length hair, you tied it off with an "Okay, I'm done." Zen shut his script, running his hand over the braid, then pulling it over his shoulder to admire your handiwork. "This looks great. Thanks, baby!"

Finally, you didn't have to resist your urge as you rested your back on his, draping your arms around his shoulders. "You're welcome." You glanced at the script that had been placed on the side table. "I can assume that you're done now?"

Zen, in response, tipped his head back to look up at you. "Yep! We can hang out now!" He awkwardly spun himself around in his seat to grab you by the waist, kissing your forehead to your delight. "Is there anything you'd like to do?" he asked gently, happy to see your spirits raised from when you had first come. Half asleep, you snuggled into Zen's chest, murmuring a soft "Hm..." as you contemplated your decision. Before you even had time to decide on something, Zen interrupted any idea that had entered your head.

"Cuddles it is, then." He softly said, rubbing his face into the top of your head. You knew there was no way out of this one, and you didn't have any energy to defy him. "Fine." you mumbled, trying not to fall asleep right then and there. Before you could drift off, however, Zen scooped you up princess style to carry you to his bedroom.

You were so tired from being alive everyday. To you, it seemed silly to have so much emotional burnout from it, but existing is a hard thing to do. Fighting through everyday is a huge achievement you should be proud of, and deserved even a small reward, which is this case was a good cuddle and some sleep.

Mere moments after Zen picked you up, you felt the softness of his bed beneath you, and turned to see him pulling the covers over the two of you. You smiled, gazing into his ruby eyes, getting lost in them for the millionth time. Zen noticed your staring, and almost immediately met it with a peck on the lips, catching you off guard.

Startled, you asked "What was that for?" Zen's grin became sly. "For staring at me for too long. If you do it for longer, I'll kiss you more. That's just the way it works. Oh! I caught you~." It was only then did you realize you were staring straight at him the whole time he was talking. You tried to stop him from coming for you, but it was too late.

Your face was met with Zen's lips placing small kisses all over it. Your forehead, nose, cheeks, and even your lips were quickly covered with little marks of his love. To tell the truth, it was only now that you were getting even slightly used to so much affection being thrown at you constantly. You didn't get it often in your life before you met him, so to get this much nonstop was nice, to put it simply. Whether it be in the form of cheesy lines, kisses, cuddles, or even just an "I love you" every so often, it always made you a happy, blushing mess.

After about a million more kisses, Zen finally stopped his little tease, a content look on his face. "I think I've given you enough kisses to last you a week, huh?" Your expression fell a bit, missing his lips, even if they were only away for less than a second. It was a strange feeling, and definitely not one you were used to.

"Is it wrong if I ask for one more?" you asked, feeling guilty for missing his touch, even if it was away for such a short amount of time. Affection wasn't something that you ever asked for, and with Zen, it was just given to you. You watched Zen's face soften as he saw you lay your heart on the table, entirely unguarded.

There was no barrier of a teasing joke, no denial of wanting affection, and you were completely vulnerable. You were finally free, it seemed. You may have leaned into his touch and given into his silly demands, but you never asked for his affection before. His eyes widened, but quickly they showed pure love behind them as he caressed your cheek. "Of course, my love." he half whispered, pulling your head closer to his, his lips meeting yours with pure love for you, and only you.

You couldn't help but melt into it, pushing your fingers through the very top part of his braid. Neither of you went very far, and Zen kept his touch gentle so as not to break your fragile trust and make you uncomfortable, but the passion remained.

You released after a good second of holding the kiss, your breaths shaky as you tried to get your pounding heart to slow down. Zen, on the other hand, looked entirely calm as he stared compassionately at your nervous face, probably thinking you looked cute(which would normally anger you, but tonight it didn't seem to matter).

Not able to make eye contact any longer due to the nerves, you buried your face into Zen's chest, earning a laugh and another kiss on the head. "I love you, you know. Don't ever forget it." Zen said softly against your head, sending chills down your spine. "How could I?" you murmured against his chest. "What was that now?" "Nothing! Love you too." "Good." Zen almost breathed out against your scalp, making the heat and chills way too much to handle.

I can't take this guy anymore! When will he stop being so nice to me? Sighing, you decided that it would just be best if he didn't stop the kindness. You just hoped that you would be able to return the favor.

[vrnicky]

Hi, would you mind doing a match up for me if you have the time?

I'm Vannah, INFP, kindness soul, 5'9", demi, pear shaped body and I look like my icon. (don't know of you needed to know what I look like so just figured I'd add it). Generally called a guy since I dress like one and don't really care whatever gender people call me. (I've got a niece that calls me Uncle and it causes me to channel my inner Uncle Iron.) Touch is my love language but I am really picky about who I let close enough to touch me. (I've not cuddled anyone yet. T-T) Usually wearing my resting b-face to the point several people have told me I "look scary", as early as middle school. I tend to be shy when meeting people but once we're friends I can be a chatterbox about my interests. Problem is due to traumatic stuff that happened when I was little, it's hard for me to open up about myself other than online sometimes which makes it hard to make friends. I tend to hang out in my room and quietly chill most days. My interests include action comedy movies, wholesome cute anime, cute and peaceful video games like pokemon or stardew valley, trying out all sorts of sweets, as well as collecting old school video game consoles (to play) and cute plushies (to hug).

Sorry this is long, thanks for your time.

Of course I have time and no worries! The longer the better for me! Also! Sorry if i mixed it up your pronouns or something!,,

And since you didn't say any other aus I have made im gonna go with my normal aus!

You got Zen! (Horrortale Sans)

Zen also need time to people to touch him that directly and more if its romantic or not so he will understand you without a problem!

He can help you open up and if you're more about time he will wait but maybe try to give him a little hints because of his memory problem.

You have not cuddle anyone? Well, be prepared to cuddle all the time with Zen! He's a cuddle bug with his friends so you're gonna get used to it in no time.

Even tho he might be not so interested by sight in your likes about anime or movies he can and will cuddle you while you both are watching those! I recommend turning the volume a little more higher so you can get him into whatever you're watching. And you don't have to worry about gaining more plushies to hug, Zen is a big teddy bear himself.

He would totally not care to see you dressing like a boy or your body! Even tho, he might like it! Like a lot since he like comfy clothes and you look comfy in those so don't be afraid to go out of your room wearing your pajamas and messy hair since he would totally love it and the cuddles would prove it.

Im not gonna say that you have to win over his brother Max because he probably already likes you! He trust every person Zen trust. And more since you look like accepting their ``scary`` looks! Someone call you scary looking? Then they are going to get the most scary looks of Zen and Max together!

Hope you like who you get!

[iamnightduchess]

Hey! I absolutely loved your It’s Gotta Be You headcanons. May I ask for your reikasa as parents headcanons and some of the twins headcanon from the It’s Gotta Be You universe? :)

Hello xrocketmanx,

Thank you so much for your ongoing interest in IGBY. Words would not be enough to express the true joy I felt the moment I saw your ask :) I was smiling the whole day!

Since I’m also planning to make a series of ReiKasa’s Modern AU headcanons, I will make this the first HC of the “Across The Universe” series. Thank you once again for motivating & inspiring me to work on this! 

Let’s jump into the headcanon, shall we?

ReiKasa Headcanons

Universe: It’s Gotta Be You (SnK HS AU & Modern AU) Pt.2

Pt. 1 Available here

Dad!Reiner & Mom!Mikasa

You know how people say a father would normally cry the first time they look at their newborn daughter’s eyes? Reiner shed tears even way before the twins were born. In particular, during Mikasa’s labor, because she almost broke his hand the moment the waves of contraction began to kick in every 10 to 15 minutes. Mikasa had a natural birth but when Miraé had been a smooth delivery, she had a challenge with Rémy as baby Rémy had broad shoulders and frame like his father. Damn those Nordic features.

Contrary to what most people believe, Reiner loves the late-night feedings and diaper changes. He’s definitely the hands-on dad. In the first three months, Miraé wakes up every hour like clockwork unlike her brother, who’s a heavy sleeper (just like their dad). Reiner would let Mikasa have a full night’s rest since the first night the twins were born. Thankfully, they have Karina and Carla, occasionally Kiyomi who would take turns staying over to help the new parents with the babies. Mr. Midnight is initially wary of the new additions to the family but he’d be the one keeping watch over the tiny humans in their cot within a safe distance.

When they first found out that they were expecting, it was actually perfect timing as Reiner was finishing his service commitment to the Marley government’s military. Mikasa herself was contemplating resignation from her fulltime position as the MO at the medical center. She also wanted to delay her educational pursuit of becoming an OBGYN. After the twins were big enough, she went back to medical school in Paradis to advance her career as a specialist.

Reiner desired for her to keep doing what she loves and he voluntarily opted for early retirement from the military. He was offered a Consultant position with a Marley private security agency’s base in Paradis, under Magath’s recommendation, offering him the flexibility to become a work-at-home father. Reiner and Mikasa decided to move back to Paradis to be closer to their friends and families.

Reiner and Mikasa are both proactive parents. Reiner volunteers to coach the Little League and when she’s off duty, Mikasa would find time to help the mum groups with fundraising activities - charity bake sale, school concerts. Reiner is the dad who’d be at his daughter’s violin class and become the resident eye candy to the other mums.

They enjoy the outdoors so much and they both even went hiking with baby Rémy and Miraé when they were only six months old to catch the sunrise. (Original idea inspiration by @quietcelt )

Gabi, is without a doubt, the 'unofficial' firstborn of the Ackerman-Braun family 😉 She even calls Mikasa mom at times & goes to Mikasa for more delicate girl issues.

Reiner and Mikasa like to make their twins’ birthday celebration a family and friends event. Niccolo & Sasha would be in charge of the food, Connie & Armin the entertainment. Uncle Zeke would compete with Uncle Levi when it comes to getting gifts for the twins. They'll glare at each other while trying to one-up the other from across the room. They’re the uncles who would be trying to take each other out in competitive family activities.

Mikasa is an absolute mama bear & protects her brood like no other, including Gabi. That's how Miraé built upon her own protectiveness. But, Mikasa is also the no-nonsense mum (like you better not tell a lie, because you’ll get an ass-whooping either way). Because of this, the twins are terrified of their mom more than their dad. Also, when Mikasa starts to call the kids with their full Hizurian names, oh shit's about to go down. Them babies better run 😹

Reiner, on the other hand, is the disciplinarian (something that was acquired through his military trainings) but he's also the most chill dad ever. He loves to sit down & converse with their children on their days or problems while Mikasa is the observant listener. He's also the dad that's popular amongst the other kids for being so cool. He's the one who organizes the twins' schedules and appointments.

Reiner makes lame dad jokes around the kids especially after a crisis aversion to cheer them up and Mikasa finds it very endearing.

Reiner & Mikasa’s teamwork as parents is impeccable. Reiner is diplomatic when Mikasa is authoritative.

Rémy and Miraé (The Twins)

Rémy Masaru Braun was born fifteen minutes after his twin sister, Miraé. He has a darker shade of blonde hair than his father but has his mother’s dark eyes. His middle name, Masaru, which means victorious, was given by their grandaunt, Kiyomi. He favors Reiner’s Nordic build and features but he embodies his mother’s tenderness and zen. Athletic, Rémy plays football & chess like his father but loves gardening like his mother. Rémy is the thinker first between the two. He’s born with a melancholic, old soul and the more shy, reserved twin.

Miraé Ramona Braun has her father’s hazel eyes and her mother’s midnight hair & soft Hizurian features. She’s physically smaller than her brother but she’s the headstrong, stubborn ball of sunshine, a chatterbox that could even rival her aunt Gabi. Miraé’s name was given to honor Mikasa’s late mother and she’s the overprotective twin with a tendency to act impulsively. Miraé is the doer first, run and forget it ever happened, twin. She’s the erratic, emotional twin with a flair for drama.

The double trouble, as Uncle Levi calls them, butted heads often but they always have each other’s backs. Miraé: the troublemaker. Rémy: the peacekeeper/mess cleaner & emotional support.

One time for Halloween, the twins dressed up as Jessie & James from Team Rocket with Mr. Midnight as Meowth. They had a lot of fun Trick or Treating with Brandon and Helena while the dads - Reiner, Bertolt and Eren took them around the neighborhood.

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I hope you’ll enjoy this headcanon. It warms my heart everytime I re-imagine ReiKasa in a Modern AU. Living happily, being in love and building a beautiful family together. Thank you so much for the Ask. I really had fun! <3

xoxo

NightDuchess

[thestupidhelmet]

Hi, I love your insight on Hyde and Jackie and I was wondering if you could analyze their whole date on JBH cause I don’t buy that they didn’t feel anything in that kiss (mostly Hyde, the way he rubbed his lips and he was really hesitating) and I want to understand what happened

Hi, and thank you!

I’ve written about “Jackie Bags Hyde” (3x08) a lot – in metas, in Those ‘70s Comics, and in fanfic. But it’s a key Jackie and Hyde episode, which reveals to us and to Hyde that he’s developed romantic feelings for Jackie and effectively ends their relationship development until “Going to California” (5x01).

The writers were clearly going for irony. After months of pursuing an uncooperative Hyde for his attention, friendship, and eventually romantic interest, Hyde’s the one who ends up with genuine feelings for her while her “fantasy feelings” fall away in the face of finally getting what she wants. I don’t think season 3′s showrunners or the episode’s writer, Dave Schiff, believed this thread would ever be picked up again, despite Hyde’s reaction to the kiss.

In-universe, Hyde obviously realizes he has romantic feelings for Jackie in “Jackie Bags Hyde”. His jealousy is evident when Jackie brings Chip to the Formans’ barbecue, as is his protectiveness toward her. He’s confused by his reaction to Chip calling Jackie a bitch, and one of my favorite parts of that scene is that Hyde glances at Jackie right before he slugs Chip. She’s talking to someone and smiling. In a split-second, all of Hyde’s positive perspective about her must have surfaced, standing in stark contrast to how disrespectful Chip spoke about her moments ago.

Chip seems to view Jackie as less than human, as just a “bitch” who exists only for his sexual pleasure. Although Jackie’s tendency to talk a lot does annoy Hyde – and  he shares a laugh over that tendency with Chip – he’s experienced a lot more of her personality than that since “Prom Night” (1x19). Hyde shares laughs about pretty much all the series’ main characters’ foibles (except Donna’s) with his friends and the Formans. And relieving some tension about his recent experiences with Jackie makes character sense. But Chip’s dehumanizing attitude about her trips a wire inside Hyde’s brain.

At the very least, Hyde is loyal to Jackie. He gets into a brawl with the guy who knocks Eric unconscious in “Grandma’s Dead” (1x23) to defends Eric’s honor. But once Jackie claims, “I am the bitch, and you love me!” he  doesn’t deny that. What he tells her with his, “Stop staring at me. Quit it! I’m not this guy. Oh, God,” is to stop idolizing him and viewing him as her knight in shining armor, that he’s no hero.

Right after this incident, however, he’s angry and confused and goes inside the Formans’ house to get away from what just happened. But Kitty, who witnessed it, calls Jackie his girlfriend. Hyde denies it, listing reasons why he doesn’t like her. His denial is crumbling but barely. He’s trying to convince himself why he doesn’t have romantic feelings for her. Kitty isn’t convinced, though, and then we get the line that epitomizes his confusion:

“No! How could I like her? Because I don’t like her! Because I can’t like her!”

The word can’t is the key. It’s like in Star Wars when Darth Vader says to Luke about being his father, “Search your feelings. You know it to be true,” and Luke screams, “No! Nooooooo!”

When Kitty confirms – again – that she believes Hyde has romantic feelings for Jackie, he trusts her opinion enough to test the theory. He doesn’t know how he feels because his mind and heart are in conflict. But punching Chip, going to jail for Jackie, teaching Jackie his main defense mechanism (i.e. his version of being Zen) – which essentially makes him vulnerable to her – all adds up to an equation he doesn’t know how to solve without going on a “freakin’ date” with Jackie.

As for the date, what we see of it begins with Jackie showing Hyde she doesn’t have to talk non-stop.

Jackie: This is the best date ever. Hyde: Jackie, we haven’t talked in thirty minutes.

This moment is very significant. The laugh Hyde had shared with Chip was over Jackie being a chatterbox. But Jackie’s just proven that not only can she not be a chatterbox, but she can also enjoy simply spending quiet time with someone (in nature, to boot). It’s no coincidence that this is our first glimpse into their first romantic outing, considering Chip’s disrespect with Jackie began with his complaints about her talking.

Afterward, Jackie demonstrates her awareness about his childhood wounding and offers him compassion for it. It’s too much for him to take. She hits too close to the mark, and he just doesn’t want to go there with her – or with anyone. So he makes fun of her insight as a way to invalidate it and as a way of deflecting the truth, the latter of which is one of his main self-defense mechanisms.

Jackie feels insulted, frustrated, and, perhaps, embarrassed by his reaction. She made herself vulnerable by reaching out to him, and he shut her out through light ridicule. This finally gets through her fantasies of who he is, unlike all his directly expressed rejections and nos and attempts to put up his boundaries. She hops off her dad’s Lincoln and says, fed up, “Let’s go home!”

The date is over, as far as she’s concerned. She also likely believes her romantic pursuit of him is over. But to quote him from season 5, he’s “liking her more and more” as their date progresses. Even though he doesn’t yet have the emotional wherewithal to confront and grieve the childhood wounding she identified, he’s enjoying her company. He’s enjoying learning more of who Jackie is outside of his long-held assumptions.

Hyde: Oh, come on. I’m kidding! No, this is, this is all right. We can hang out here for a while, okay? God…

He doesn’t want the date to end yet. He’s frustrated, as well, that she’s so hurt by his deflection. He’s only seventeen, and he’s also not the most emotionally aware person – as this episode has demonstrated thus far. But he has potential for his emotional awareness to grow, as this episode also demonstrates. Ideally, if their romantic relationship had begun with this date, he would’ve apologized (sooner rather than later) for that raspberry and (probably later) admitted she was spot-on in her analysis of him.

Jackie receives the message that Hyde wants the date to continue, that he wants to spend time with her, and she rejoins him on the trunk of her dad’s car. He offers her “some of his pop,” which is more like the “sweetest, coolest” Hyde she’s experienced (side note: him offering Jackie his soda stands in stark contrast to him being totally socially inept during his time with Melissa in “Hyde Gets the Girl” [4x04]).

She moves closer to him and puts his arm around her shoulders. He doesn’t fight it. He accepts it reluctantly, which is a huge change and huge signal to her. In “Reefer Madness” (3x01), she forces her touch on him in ways he doesn’t want and fights off (e.g., holding her hand with laced fingers, hugging him from behind, etc.) Despite that his discomfort is visible on his face, he doesn’t withdraw from her. He tries out how physical (not sexual) intimacy feels with her.

Time passes. We aren’t told how much. But Jackie and Hyde are now sitting on the hood of the Lincoln. The car’s front doors are open, and the radio’s on, tuned to a station playing romantic music. Hyde’s denim jacket covers Jackie’s shoulders, and we have no idea what happened between them moving from the car’s trunk to its hood.

We can, however, infer what might’ve happened. Hyde asks if she wants to put some music on. She says, “Sure,” and tells him what station to put on. He’s not too happy about her choice, but he tunes it to her preference anyway. She asks him to dance. He’s already sat with his arm around her shoulders, so he figures, “What the hell?” They share a dance, which leads them to the hood of the car.

They hop up onto the hood, and she’s shivering. Without a word, he puts his denim jacket around her shoulders, and they share some more silent stargazing time.

Then we get to the next on-screen part of their date.

Jackie announces (for the audience) that her and Hyde’s first date is almost over, and she asks what Hyde thinks of it. He says, “It was no worse than bowling.” She’s confused by his answer, so he clarifies: “I don’t hate bowling.”

The word hate is the key. In the earlier scene with Kitty, Hyde says Jackie is everything he hates. Kitty says, “But, Steven, you hate everything.” This episode is full of plants (i.e.foreshadowing) and payoffs. Hyde, who supposedly “hates everything” says he doesn’t hate bowling and says the date with Jackie is no worse than an activity he doesn’t hate. This is his roundabout, deflecting way of saying he’s enjoying himself.

On his date.

With Jackie.

Hyde is a character who is mostly subtext (which is a big reason I love writing him in fanfic). Earlier in the episode, Jackie proves she can read between his lines – specifically when she correctly assesses the not-so-aloof tone that accompanies his aloof words about dating Chip as indicating jealousy.

Hyde’s in trouble, all right. For someone who uses aloofness and deflection as a defense mechanism, he shouldn’t have taught Jackie this fact about himself directly and indirectly.

Jackie and Hyde go in for a kiss at the same time, and it’s much more than a peck. But Jackie withdraws, surprised that she didn’t feel anything emotionally. Physically, the kiss is “hot,” but she isn’t emotionally engaged. If Jackie and Hyde’s sexual / romantic relationship hadn’t begun in earnest the summer between season 4 and season 5 (and on-screen in “Going to California” [5x01]), we’d have to accept her reaction at face value. As I stated above, the episode’s conclusion was written for irony. But within the whole context of the series and their relationship, one can reasonably interpret subtext into her response.

Personally, I believe Jackie is scared of how kissing Hyde makes her feel. Throughout the date, she becomes clear-eyed about Hyde not being a fantasy hero who will weep at her insight but a real person. Someone who might disappoint her. Who will need patience and persistence to break through his emotional barriers. Basically, she isn’t ready for a complex relationship that could potentially break through her own emotional barriers and allow her to connect to someone that intimately (not to mention the amount of work such relationship requires from both partners).

Hyde’s reaction to the kiss and to Jackie’s reaction to the kiss is easy to interpret.

Jackie: Huh. Okay, I didn’t feel anything. Hyde: Nothing?

He’s surprised and confused that she has no romantic feelings for him – especially since she claimed the opposite for so long, said she loved him, and claimed she and Hyde were “in love” to her their friends.

Jackie: No, I mean the kiss was hot, but … well, did you feel something?Hyde: Uh … no.Well? … No.

His, “Uh…” indicates he’s thinking about whether or not to answer truthfully. The expression on his face also shows how confused he is by her response and how conflicted he is about telling her the truth. He’s Mr. Deflect-the-Truth, after all. And if Jackie feels nothing romantic/emotional for him, there’s no way in hell he’s going to admit that he does.

But he almost does. His, “Well?” is a moment of doubt about not revealing his feelings. He ultimately decides, however, the safer choice is to lie, so he says, “No,” again, this time more definitively.

As Jackie glances down, sad about the fact her potential new romance is dead in the water, Hyde touches his lips and is in a world of hurt and disappointment he hadn’t expected. He’s clearly unhappy with the outcome of the date. He’s realized he has romantic feelings for Jackie, only for her not to reciprocate them. It reminds me of the following lyric in Mother Love Bone’s Song “Crown of Thorns”.

I want to tell you that I love you / But does it really matter?

He can’t force Jackie to feel differently, just as she couldn’t force him to fall in love with her. He started doing that on his own. This is also not the Hyde of season 1 (before “Prom Night”) who forced himself on Donna despite her repeated nos and rejection of his romantic advances.

Jackie:  So I guess that’s it, then. Turns out you were right about us all along.

This line makes the subtext of irony text. Hyde’s now left with romantic feelings that the consequences of Jackie’s pursuit of him inspired (by consequences, I mean her pursuit forced / allowed him to experience more of who Jackie truly is than simply Kelso’s obnoxious, snobby, and controlling girlfriend). 

Hyde: Yep.Jackie: So what happens now? Hyde: I’m not opposed to doing it.

Hyde’s already decided to hide the truth of his feelings from her, but he reveals them to us through his joke: “I’m not opposed to doing it.” Hyde – who supposedly hated Jackie, who couldn’t stand her, who didn’t want her to kiss him in “Kelso’s Serenade” (2x21) because he doesn’t like her and finds her abrasive – said he wouldn’t be opposed to having sex with her.

Because a girl being “hot” isn’t enough for him. Just like their kiss being hot isn’t enough for her. He needs to attracted to a girl’s personality to want to engage with her sexually. And he’s now told us he likes Jackie’s personality enough to have a physical relationship with her.

Yes, it’s all very twisty-turny, but that’s Hyde’s psychology.

Jackie doesn’t take his statement seriously, though. Smiling, amused and a little disturbed, she calls him a pig and tells him to take her home. He smiles back and says, “Yes, dear,” and guides her into the car.

This final interaction between them in the episode is very similar in tone to their season 4 relationship. He doesn’t so much burn her as tease her, and they seem much more comfortable with each other, in general. For more on that, please read this meta I wrote about their season 4 relationship.

I wrote a fanfic exploring what might’ve happened if Hyde had made a different choice during this episode.

One Difference: Hyde Doesn’t Lie [FFnet / AO3]

Summary: Hyde tells Jackie the truth about their Veteran’s Day kiss, but his choice alters their relationship — and the lives around them.

Rated: T

[verdantlights]

i have it on loop and im pretty sure its going to surpass,,, probably the hundreds of hours ive streamed till all in cover. im gonna get BG to my actual top song. im not taking it off loop, never. im going to make sure it is always playing. i need to inject it into my veins

SPECIFICALLY the audience harmony f the chorus towards the end. that part is. drugs.

Idk if I should just bump my head or start crying 'n trowing up

[thebeauregardbros]

RP: Alus Beauregard

yo im just writin down some messy unorganized info i wanna put shortened on my wikia page l8tr but if you care here’s like. all the info youll ever want 4 alus & RPing with him if ya ever wanna (im on balmung)

RP Style

-The closest term I could relate to is ‘Rapid Fire’, but in truth I just type as if I am talking in real-time. -I am capable of typing at around 95 words per minute. I mostly use preset emotes descriptions, rarely my own descriptions. I don’t wait for turns, so if this speed intimidates you, you should look elsewhere for RP. (*im rly sry but my anxiety makes slow rp a living hell) -I love comic relief! I also adore serious philosophical and moral discussions. These themes are what my character is all about! -Sorry, not interested in ERP!  -Addressing mature themes like drugs, violence, swearing, prostitutes, mass murder, etc. are fine but please understand my character is essentially a lawful good cinnamon roll cop. he’s got the patience and understanding of a saint but don’t be surprised if he reacts poorly to that shit happening right in front of him. -Sorry! I am not interested in killing off my character or roleplaying with people who will kill off their characters. it’s an actual trigger for me....... sorry.... -Never did RP fighting before but might get into it if you’re cool keeping it PG. Not interested in my character getting severe lifelong injuries like loss of limbs or eyes or what-have-you. Big ass scars though? Hell yeah

Who is Alus?

A dandy looking man; always wearing fancy pressed cheerfully colored pastel suits, glittering with gold jewelry sewn delicately into the every segment, pretty fresh flowers adorning his long golden hair and his lapel - a true image of a faerie tale prince. He always seems to be smiling, the warmth and kindness he offers to even his villains is often unparalleled. He speaks carefully and delicately in a form of loose poetics inspired by his mentor Urianger, rarely ever making a contraction and never swearing except in extreme anger. Much less a Miqo’te and more a proper Elezen in stereotype.

He is a pacifist in a time of war, one who journeys out into the battlefield knowing his duty must be done, knowing that he is ultimately a hypocrite. He truly believes that everyone is fundamentally a good person and he wishes he could save even his greatest foes from their own destruction upon themselves and others, despite the constant arguing of his fellow allies over his over-trusting personality.

It could be argued that he is even mad; his fast-moving voice chatterboxes that of innocent and carefree topics like pretty flowers and princesses onto the ideas of sentient coins that scream whilst dancing wildly to the absence of music. He is ultimately kind, but unpredictable, and yet far too predictable. Everything he is is based off a stereotype, yet skewed and twisted into a reality incompatible with those ideas, gone nonsensical. Those who know him - his brother, the militia, the merchants and beggars he speaks to daily in the markets - they will all tell you that he is not all there, and yet completely a good person without doubt. A Paladin that rarely arrests, but chooses to sit down and talk just to hear a villain laugh.

RP Hooks

-RPing an open-minded villain or neutral alignment character? Alus will literally do anything for you if he thinks he can sway you to come to the good side. (I’m cool with your character even purposely leading him on to take advantage of him, but please tell me beforehand that that will be your intention and if it’s possible your character would ever change their mind. Alus having actual enemies would be really fun to RP as well.) -Like flowers? He’ll hand you one out of nowhere. Cute little gourmet cakes? Here’s a sample! Tea? Alus will offer any of those things to you as you’re simply wandering the street. He even has his own cutesy pink cafe he’ll aggressively advertise to you! -Part of the military? Alus is a minor commander in the Maelstorm and a known Warrior of Light. You may have worked besides him on one of your missions, or even temporarily underneath his command. He works besides all allies as a field healer, never commanding from behind. -Are you a follower of Nald’thal? Alus often walks to the Thanalan statues of Nald and Thal during the very early bells of nearly every morning. -Ever been a street beggar, or known any before? Alus has probably generously donated to you or your known one before.

Details, details..

Age: Roughly 23 Height: 5′8″ (173cm) Gender: Male Nationality: Eorzean Family: Arc Beauregard (twin brother; works with him in the militia, also a Warrior of Light), Gwenneg Beauregard (adoptive father; an Elezen merchant. Deceased) Occupation: Café proprietor, battlefield medic Character Inspirations: Vash (Trigun), X (Megaman X), Firion (Dissidia) Themesong: [Tears of Sorrow - Masashi Hamauzu] Aesthetics: fairy tale knights, princes & princesses / quiet windy flower meadows on a sunny day / zen buddhism / flower crowns / hard work equals beauty / bright colors / plucky comic relief / lace & frills / girls in long dresses / teatime Anti-aesthetics: bitter alcohol / romanticized harm to the self or others / grittiness / swamplands / cold steel / vulgar speech / cold rain / death / hopelessness / Likes: Elegance, Spunkiness, Honor Dislikes: Apathy, Crudeness, Betrayal of Trust Favorite foods: La Noscean Orange, La Noscean Toast Nameday: All Saint’s Wake Romance: Asexual Panromantic