#No one gets him like I do they hate him for his whimsy and joy

[sirbloop]

Im his biggest fan in the whole world he makes me so insane I miss him everyday of my life :(

[boy-above]

j/hn wolfe make one video without complaining abt ur audience challenge

[sems-diarie]

king!yuji x goddess!reader, devil!(canon)sukuna x goddess!reader. corruption, manipulation; ummm yeah 🙂‍↕️. you and sukuna are advisors to yuji’s kingship but sukuna isn’t satisfied with that and ofc wants more?? tries to get u on his teammm. idk what this is tbfr. yuji isn’t even in this i feel insane for mentioning his name so much.

“He’ll never love you, y’know?”

Your lashes flutter. If looks could kill, Ryomen Sukuna would be torn apart. He’d be decimated. The archangel you are, you take his joy in your misery to a painfully personal degree. An ode to your soul, yes—but most insurmountably, your pride. You’d tear into this foul-blooded creature with your teeth and tear his Adam’s Apple out. Eventually.

“Or maybe,” Sukuna sighs, awfully wistful and horrifically persistent. “Maybe he does love you—but never in the way you’ll need, sweet goddess.”

“You know nothing of love, arrogant lord.” Who was this over-stationed filth to scoff at you in your lovely, lonely turmoil? Your adoration for Yuji is like the archaic sky you once rolled around with him in. Vast, wondrous, free. An ancient oath calls for the blood in your heart to fall belly-first beneath Yuji’s whimsy—but just as equally his burning ambition. In return, Yuji accepts the wisdom of his goddess gratefully, gracefully—and runs forth a kingdom that adores him.

“You amount to nothing more than a pair of foul-smelling testicles.” You nearly spit at Sukuna when next addressing him. The thought is surely tempting. “How dare the filthy likes you speak so wrecklessly to me in a domain I take pleasure in owning?”

Sukuna is smooth. His tone promises your rebellion a nasty punishment. “Watch your mouth, lackey.”

Your love for Yuji is swift, blinding, cutting. Your favorite king cleaves apart something deep in your soul. He’s beared you vulnerable for all the world to see, to laugh at. Sukuna gorges himself upon your aching heart. The fall from grace is all the more devastating with no one to catch you or your tittering feathers.

You jerk back. Hard. It’s nearly a stumble; you think for a moment he’s pushed you. Pushed you. You’ll have his head—Yuji may yet have it before you.

But there Sukuna stands, yet, eyebrows raised in far more amusement than you’d like to acknowledge. Solid, and still. He hasn’t moved at all.

“Away from me, you foul, wretched, whorish, innocuous thing,” you’ve never heard yourself break such news in a voice so even, so pristine. Save a crack or two, which the demon before you eats up. Not unlike, you take note, of his four devouring eyes as they pour over you—pretty, little you, stood trembling before him. “Take your fucking nonsense to the cretinous hole that bore you.”

“We are better than that little shit,” Sukuna scowls. “Better than all of those shits—humans.”

It takes you aback, if only slightly. His pride, as it swelled in his shoulders and ached in his fingers. Even after serving Yuji for so long, Sukuna harbors still so much resentment for your king. So much envy boils in the commander’s chest for Yuji’s power, his people, his hopelessly devoted constituents You almost call him on it.

“I don’t want to upset my beloved Yuji should this spat of ours conclude bloody. I am taking my leave from you.”

“Sweet goddess, Yuji will not save you from these claws,” Sukuna promises. “Nor will he save you from my hungry mouths on your pretty little cunt. Eventually.”

“Yuji will have your tongue, again. Dirty-mouthed slut. I’ll watch with hearts in my eyes when he claws it from your jaw. How long did it take to heal last time, cursed demon?”

Sukuna bristles, mouth parted in delicious silence. You’re a harpy.

“Y’know,” you take a tone he hates. Awfully sweet, and fake. “For some all powerful, life-snuffing demon, you leave so much to be desired. So often, Sukuna, I look to you and think, How will this meathead prove to be an utter humiliation today? Why my wonderful Yuji keeps you around is cause for trial. You do nothing but take joy in this tender plight of mine. As your kind do.”

But you do know. To be king is to wage war. Ryomen sits and waits, fiends for the opportunity to take Yuji and the rest of their knightship to war. To hardwon battles, and hardwon victories.

That is precisely why renowned warlock Megumi Fushiguro was to summon the wretched Ryomen Sukuna: The kingmaker, slayer of power-hungry mongrels. Slayer of unworthy tools.

Your Yuji was no tool.

“Such venom you speak at me with,” Sukuna tuts. “I’ll have your head full of cock for that. And Yuji shall be chained to watch, just like you’ve dreamed, dear goddess—,”

Your love for Yuji builds endlessly; woefully, but thankfully, you spill it into him, with of course no crescendo in sight.

Yuji burns bright, blinding inside of you. Your pride? Is searing.

Searing like your palm as it aches in the wake of Sukuna’s ridiculously fortified jaw. You aimed lower than you’d have liked. You almost go in for another, to slam your palm right into the heart of his pretty, mirthfully dark eye. He catches your hand. Presses his thumb right into the heart of your wrist, somehow directly hitting a pressure point in your terrifically human host body.

All the strength in your body slips through your fingertips and spills through your knees. But oh, Sukuna is there to catch you—with an arm twice the size of your head wrapped firmly around your thick waist.

“Settle down. Once was fun, but twice?” His eyes narrow. “You are meant to fill gowns,” he doesn’t miss the chance to roam your body as he says it, “and play in Yuji’s crown like the good girl you want so desperately to be.”

He leans down close, nearly nudges your temple with his nose. His vessel’s body towers over you. Still, your eyes refuse to betray yourself—nor does any fear live in your heart for such gems to express so.

“Fill gowns?” You tilt your head up more. To be outdone, by a worthless curse on humanity no less, was non-negotiable. “You think your goddess not merely a whore, but a vapid one.”

“A goddess sat warm and inviting, warm-ing the cock of some pathetic king. A tale older than time, silly succubus.”

“Sat quite prettily, indeed,” you muse. “Are we reminiscing? I was there to give my king what he needed—,”

“Such disposition must be made mine,” he shrugs. “Everything in this world and thereafter is mine to take, to keep, and to shred apart. But I thrive when taking such fine treasures for myself.”

You glower. “I serve Yuji.”

“You serve Yuji?” Sukuna scoffs, venom burning through his eyes as he settles them upon you. “You serve your cunt to him on a platter, and give him the strength he’d otherwise be sorely missing.”

“A lovely, little cunt,” you interject, “that he worships in mind, body, soul—kingdom. What do you give me besides headaches and stress?”

“I found you,” Ryomen Sukuna growls, seething. Ah. There it is. The crux, the core, the spill. “I did. You’re mine, my booty—yet here your pussy is, the pussy I liberated, stretched by the minuscule cock and drenched in the impotent seed of some lowly man.”

“A king,” you correct him swiftly. “I belong to the honorable king whom of which you bestowed me to. Yuji thought me such a clever gift, he returned your sentiments with politicial asylum. He redeemed you, because of me. Something you clearly seek, despite your insatiable impulse to seek and destroy all things human.”

Half of his mouth tugs into a quick, almost impossible-to-catch smile. “Pain is the most human thing, the most raw we could ever see the humans.”

“They’re weak,” he protests further. “The brat doesn’t even know the first thing to do with you.”

“Nor did it pain you hand me over to your king,” you continue on, over his meaningless rambling and take your point home. “Ripped me from the caverns of my sweet island and dumped me onto the lap of a ruler that you.. vehemently hate.”

“I am a king. I need nothing from that boy.”

For the first time since encountering this freak, do you smile so genuinely.

“You were.”

For a few moments, Sukuna is quiet. He regards you with a silent contempt that leaves you shifting on your feet.

“Your hundreds of whores shall wet your cock exactly how you like, my lord. And I shall… comfortably aid my lovely Yuji through these turbulent times!”

“Yuji won’t love you how you need,” Sukuna guarantees. The conviction in his tone almost makes you falter as you take flight in fleeing from Sukuna’s chambers. Surely Yuji must be searching for you.

“But I will,” Sukuna rasps, “I worship the ground you walk on now, don’t I?”

You give him little regard.

“Worship it as I take my leave.”

[amostimprobabledream]

The Captains Play Stardew Valley!

I have Stardew on the brain. These are very silly.

Shunsui Kyoraku:

He never knows where the fuck his animals are because he "doesn't believe" in fencing them in. He also forgets to water his crops so he struggles in the first year because he's always broke af - not an experience he has in his real life.

He loves the whimsy of the game, especially when it comes to finding little secrets like Secret Woods or getting to Ginger Island. He reacts like a five-year-old being presented candy, it's the cutest thing. Also, he's in Stardrop Saloon almost as much as Shane is.

He never does the same thing per day, he'll have a wander down to the bottom of the map one day, mosey into town the next, explore the beach another…he's one of those people who takes "comfy game" at face value and plays in a way that's so leisurely that it's actually quite frustrating to watch. The urge to backseat game is often very hard to resist.

Favourite villager: All the women. All of them. From Jas to Evelyn, he loves every lady. Even the witch, he thinks he could fix her. He desperately wants Marnie to dump Lewis and find a man who appreciates her and feels bad for Sandy stuck by herself in Calico Desert.

Soi Fong:

Naturally, she got a cat when given the option and listening to it meow at her fills her heart with glee, but she pretends she doesn't care. She becomes offended if any of her animals give her eggs/milk/etc that aren't gold star or higher.

She absolutely hates Lewis for his terrible management and keeps asking why you can't vote to remove him as Mayor when he's so blatantly incompetent. A mystery for us all. She's also absolutely flabbergasted that Lewis is dating Marnie on the sly. She also dislikes Pierre for claiming her produce as his own.

She likes fighting monsters, when she managed to get to the desert she was thrilled at there being tougher monsters in there - she changed her tune pretty quickly when she got ganged up on by three serpents and lost some valuable treasure. She pouted about that all evening.

Favourite villager: Abigail - her tomboy attitude reminds her of someone…

Rose Otoribayashi:

Rose thinks the game is adorable at first but he quickly starts learning some of the lore and is surprised by how dark this seemingly cutesy farming simulator can get at times.

He absolutely loves the music in the games and has even tried writing songs with them as inspiration. Sometimes he just plays the game soley to wander about and vibe with whatever music is playing in the background.

He enjoys combing the beach and the tide pools or pulling up flowers and giving them to villagers. He does finish the mines but he doesn't visit them unless he has to because of a quest, he finds them gloomy and not fun to look at.

Favourite villager: This is an easy one, he's SUCH an Elliot stan. He calls him his "digital twin".

Unohana Retsu:

She completes the mines and skull cavern with ease. She can't intimidate the characters in the game with her avatar so she gets to back it up with her sword instead. Seeing the joy on her face at cutting down enemy after enemy makes you wonder if you gave her the right game.

That said, she also enjoys the cosier aspect of it - tending to her crops and animals comes quite easy to her and she's never bored by it. When confronted with cutscenes for the games she tends to be firm but fair in her advice.

She rarely faints but she likes checking in at the hospital because it reminds her of Fourth Division, so she has a lot of friendship points with Harvey and Maru especially.

Favourite villager: Harvey but also Marlon. Duality queen.

Shinji Hirako:

He has the WORST fucking luck in the mines - when he sets up bombs they explode in his face, he can never find enemies when there's a quest to do them, etc. Yet then every so often his crops will get visited by a fairy and suddenly be fully mature just when he needs them to, or he'll catch a rare fish by mistake.

He pretends to be disinterested, but he's a liar. Shinji LOVES, and I mean LOVES the tea about the villagers - when Caroline mentions she used to like to take walks by the Wizard's Tower he nearly spat out his coffee. And he actually shrieked when he found Marnie and Lewis in the bushes together - you ran into the room because you thought the idiot had stubbed his toe or something. He ships the villagers together unless he's the one courting them.

He cracks you up during the cutscenes because he says the most hilarious things in response to the villager's antics with a straight face. He goes for Lewis' jugular EVERY TIME.

Favourite villager: He likes most of them, but he has a thing for Haley - she was rude to him when he first talked to her and he developed a bit of a crush.

Byakuya Kuchiki:

It took a LONG time to persuade Mr. Uppitypants to play, but once he does he's DETERMINED to stick to a firm schedule. Too bad that's not quite how it works - he's terrible at the fishing game and it takes him forever to get the correct ones for the community centre. He buys them from the merchant whenever possible.

Spring is his favourite season because of the cherry trees. He waters his crops and checks on the animals diligently, every day, and with a complete straight face. He doesn't like being poor so his Farmer starts making bank QUICKLY.

Gets SUPER competitive during seasonal events, especially the Flower Dance. He's still salty about Abigail beating him in the Egg Race in the first year and has lowkey disliked her since then.

Favourite villager: Penny, he likes her genteel, shy nature. Reminds him a tiny bit of his wife.

Komamura Sajin:

Oh my god, he absolutely LOVES this game. Looking after animals is his absolute jam and he quickly turns his farm very profitable. He's just disappointed you can't take your dog on walks with you in the village and thinks all of them should appreciate its cuteness.

He dislikes the fishing game, not because he's bad at it but he doesn't like removing them from their home just to lounge about in your backpack, but Sajin is also duty-bound to restore that damn community centre, so…sacrifices must be made.

Also he's overjoyed when he learns you can speak to animals in the game and always goes to check the forest in case there's a new furry critter to talk to. He also befriends Krobus and the Dwarf very quickly, since he can relate to being different to everyone around him.

Favourite villager: Linus, he appreciates a guy who is in-tune with nature and just wants to live peacefully among the animals. He also is indignant when people judge the Farmer for digging through the trash, so you know, kindred spirits.

Lisa Yadomaru:

Lisa has married every bachelor and bachelorette in the game at least once - she has the save files to prove it. She says she likes to explore all the game's options but that's not true, she just wanted to know who has the spiciest lines of dialogue as your spouse.

She hates having to check the animals and crops every day so she uses sprinklers to maximum efficiency and getting the automatic feeder is a godsend. She does still like to pet them and see the cute little heart icons, though. Lisa isn't immune to cute pixellated animals.

She finds the mines kind of boring but her insatiable curiosity compels her to get to the bottom anyway, and she loves finding new clothing items to dress her character in - every time she loads the game her Farmer has some kind of new fit on.

Favourite villager: She was very upset when you told her you can't marry Sandy - Lisa calls her "desert wife". She's also fond of Maru, who reminds her slightly of Nanao.

Kensei Muguruma:

Kensei gets a horse ridiculously early on because the slow walking pace of the Farmer drives him insane, especially when he passes out just before he reaches his farm, so he goes out of his way to get a stable as soon as possible. The horse stays his favourite animal throughout the game because it goes home by itself.

The fishing game nearly made him fling the controller out of the window - especially when he had to get an octopus. You were seriously concerned he was going to straight-up snap your game in half.

He tunes into Queen of Sauce EVERY time, even when it's a re-run "just in case I missed it". He has actually tried to cook some of the recipes in the game and some of them were actually quite tasty! (He declined to attempt the Strange Bun, though.)

Favourite villager: Robin, he likes building new stuff on the farm and he finds Sebastian's cynicism refreshing in a game with mostly upbeat characters. He constantly grumbles how Demetrius isn't good enough for them.

Hitsugaya Toshiro:

He protested when you first got him to play - he's not a kid! But eventually he gave in to shut you up and soon enough he found himself drawn in, especially at the notion of it being passed down from his grandfather.

He likes unlocking things as he goes through the community centre and gets this satisfied little smirk every time he completes a bundle, even if it's an easy one. He's actually a little disappointed when he finally finishes it and doesn't have much reason to go anymore.

Hitsugaya tries to do everything so "you can't accuse him of not playing right", but he gets so salty if he has a bad time in the mine or spends ages fishing and doesn't get the right thing - then he yells at you for teasing him when he pouts. Favourite villager: Surprisingly, he's fond of Sam, he appreciates how hard he tries to stay upbeat and look after his little brother, it reminds him of when he was a kid and protecting Hinamori.

Zaraki Kenpachi:

He spends almost all of his time in the mines - as soon as he learns you can fight monsters in the game that's all he does. He's passed out in there MULTIPLE times, to the point where he was too broke to collapse anymore. Luckily he also made money quickly because he found a lot of gemstones down there.

Can never remember any of the character's names so he gives them nicknames - Evelyn and George are "the old people", Harvey is "Glasses", Haley and Sam are both "Blondie", etc.

He gets very aggravated when anybody he wants to sell to isn't there, especially when it's Clint, who he doesn't like and swears at a lot. Funnily enough he doesn't curse Marnie out the same way, even if he really wants a cow and she's too busy staring at her microwave.

Favourite villager: Marlon, he likes a man who knows his way around dangerous weapons. But unsurprisingly…he also has a soft spot for Jas.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi:

Another person it took ages to convince, but he finds it intruiging despite the simplicity of it. Mayuri isn't really interested in the villagers and instead immediately dives into all the supernatural/weird shit - he visits the Wizard's Tower every day and ends up getting the Sewers pretty early too.

He's a completionist at heart so he gets very determined about filling up the community centre quickly and gets pissy when you point out unless the merchant has a red cabbage he's unlikely to get it done by the first year.

Rarely does to any of the seasonal festivities, but he does always go to Spirit's Eve - he likes the aesthetic.

Favourite villager: He finds Krobus the most interesting and would probably invite him to live on the farm if forced to pick a spouse, but for human characters it's the Wizard.

Ukitake Juushiro:

Mr. Conflict Averse King hates it when he walks in on a cutscene that requires him to pick a side, he hates upsetting any of the villagers. He reaches ten hearts with people because he unfailingly responds in a way that will max out their affections.

He befriends Linus SO quickly because he feels bad for him. He also wishes he could help with all the problems and disapproves of the bad parenting present in the game, especially Pam and Demetrius. Shane's cutscenes involving his alcoholism made him so sad as well.

It takes him forever to get through the mines, the button mashing is hard for him and the frantic pace of Skull Cavern and the desert is enough to give the man heart palpitations.

Favourite villager: Vincent and Jas, obviously. He's got such a soft spot for little kids and his heart breaks at Jas' backstory.

[walnutcookie]

good day fellow rodger fan, i rlly love your art it gives me whimsy and joy. do you have any headcanons ab him and glisten, perhaps toodles as well? (family dynamics my beloved actually) if not either way i think your stuff is still so rad.

AHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH !!!! <333 WEEPS TEARS OF JOY.... i do have some headcanons hehehe... in no particular order/organization heres some of my thoughts on them:

- Rodger is a sleepwalker. Very Embarrassed by it.

- Toodles really enjoys drawing !!! She likes to draw with the other toons a lot (especially glisten, but he usually just watches her and then treats her art like the mona lisa so she feels good about herself)

- rodgers reaction to any sort of physical affection is really funny because he doesnt know how to react. He wants to keep his awesome and mysterious persona but also he doesnt want to be rude or anything. does he reciprocate? does he try to get away before it happens??? does he say something or does he keep quiet? Usually it just results in him freezing up and going stiff

- also adding onto above he tends to be paranoid about peoples intentions. bro gets a hug from goob and freezes and hes thinking "is this an attempt to console me does he think im mentally unwell or is he trying to find my weaknesses so he can kill me"

- in general rodger can be a very paranoid person and starts panicking at the slightest threat but hes pretty good at stopping to think and clearing his head. Logically he knows goob wouldnt kill him and doesnt know his secrets but it is a thought that pops up in his head for a brief moment

- toodles is always very quick to jump in and try to help whenever someone is upset. She wants to help people as best she can so ofc she would but the problem is that shes never sure what to say to cheer people up :'] she tries parroting some of the things rodger has told her when she was sad but also from her experience it never works so she tries to distract people instead most of the time. it makes her feel really guilty whenever she doenst try to help or if she fails to make them feel any better

- Toodles is very close with teagan!! teagan is like her fun uncle :] they take care of toodles sometimes if rodger is busy (or cough missing). Tea parties galore!!!!

- glisten is romo-repulsed i know this in my heart ok. [i know ive drawn him doing romantic things i cant explain the nuances to this in a cohesive way im just projecting ontohim as a romo repulsed person in a relationship]

- Glisten is definitely introverted but not in the "ohh hes shy and hates people" way hes just drained when he talks to people even if he likes talking to people. He needs to take breaks from socializing a lot to recharge his social battery especially since hes always so worried about what people think of him but he also dies if hes alone too long

- toodles is actually VERY fascinated with bugs if theres an ant or a beetle or a roach or something in the facility shes gonna beg to keep it and make a house for it so she can "give it a better life" (glisten will not scream or freak out but there WILL be visible discomfort on his face and he will avoid that bug like the plague)

- rodger smokes cigarettes . He knows which employee(s) carry them around and will snatch one from their pocket at the right moment when nobody is looking... he tries covering his tracks and flushing everything down the toilet and covering up the smell but ofc he gets found out when theres a clog LOL.

- There was also suspicion when toodles started pretend-smoking and saying she was doing the thing that rodger did but most everyone else just assumed it was toodles being a silly little kid

okie dokieee thats all ill do for now !!! Thank you so much for this ask GAUH im so happy people are interested in my hcs for them n stuff 🥹

[the-s1lly-corner]

for the winter prompts, could you write buddy or grinch, new years, and cookies for Vox? sorry if that’s too many prompts I completely understand! Ty!

Buddy or grinch, new years, and cookies w/ Vox (winter prompts)

Writing this between Thanksgiving baking but OOOOOOO MY FEET HURT SO BAD SAVE ME 2014 FILM THE BOOK OF LIFE

Notes: reader is gn, short post, written on mobile

CWs: none

BUDDY OR GRINCH

Hates the holidays because of how annoying people and the marketing gets. Loves the holidays because it let's HIM market like all hell. He's a hypocrite in that regard- but when he plays his cards right he can really make a large profit

But in private with just you? That slips... he's not a grinch exactly, he's not going to scoff or roll his eyes when you express any joy or whimsy. He's not going to take down decorations as soon as it's the 26th

Hell, he will even help you decorate if you ask- he may give some resistance but it's MOSTLY playful- he likes making you beg

NEW YEARS

You spend the night at the Vees place, and party- he doesn't HATE the idea of going else where but drunk people can get way too comfortable (and annoying) and he doesn't really... want to deal with that

Definitely the type to kiss you at midnight, and he's going to really get into it.... perhaps he's drank one too many drinks and he's been left a little unwinded... or the tradition of kissing your love has pushed him- or maybe he simply wanted to... it's hard to tell

With tongue of course, he's not much of a "quick delicate peck" guy

COOKIES

As an aside headcanon: I know he's a TV but I adore the idea of him being able to pull up stuff on his screen. Typically charts and stuff but he may put on a recipe if you've lost a copy or need a reference

Says he doesn't get it and up until you're doing it he's acting like he's not that interested. Ends up making perfect cookies, both in taste and looks. He's not only obsessive over rivalries and stats and power and blah blah blah, he's got an eye for detail and he's going to make sure it goes perfect... you... can't tell if he's stressed over it or not- but he seems euphoric and prideful when it ends out alright

He's not that much of a sweets person, though... he prefers more.. bitter flavors

[ironunderstands]

god can anyone have any fun around here ever

I just???? How is your reaction to this post anger at the fact that people like theorizing about their favorite character

Any joy??? Any whimsy??? ANY

Also incorrect if he was a woman the exact people who like jade and sparkle would decend upon him and I would have to 1 v 500 the lowest common denominator as they turn my favorite character into a “omg don’t end that flop Ratio!!” or “mommy” figure while I violently gesture to the fact he has an actual character

If you think Ratio being a woman would make his fans like him any less, you sorely misunderstand his appeal and entire character. People are tossing around theories of the aeons he could be connected to is because HE HAS A LOT OF AEONS HE COULD BE CONNECTED TO. This man is mysterious, he figured out dormancy somehow, his character stories are told from everyone else’s POV, he’s been acting or working under an agenda for most of the time we see him, he don’t really know why Nous doesn’t acknowledge him, his perspective on life is the exact fucking same as Acherons, a literal emanator of Nihility, etc.

Also I do not know another Ratio fan who also isn’t violently passionate about at least one female character in this game, I will defend Topaz and Acheron with my life and they are both incredibly fascinating characters in their own right that deserve to have their own narratives, it’s just like Ratio they require at least a little brain function in order to appreciate them. Istg if we do not get a Topaz breakdown arc I’m killing someone this woman needs to develop class consciousness or I will lose it.

Look idk, don’t send hate to this person obviously, but like I genuinely wanna know why people think like this. I’ve never seen something people do something that is so fun and harmless get dogged on like this before. And I know it’s Twitter but like, COME ON

[corxoran]

Your lambros in the daycare au fill me with joy and whimsy Do you have any silly scenarios or just some fun lighthearted stuff of them? Or contrary any more stuff about their background??? I'm foaming at the mouth for more

I couldn't think of aaaanything to say but then I thought - hey, since it's holiday season, why not talk about how the boys did on holidays when they were living on the streets?

Before they became the property of old Ratchet, they obviously didn't really experience holidays like average kids. First of all, Sunstreaker doesn't like the holidays season. It became a little unlivable out on the streets when it got cold, and he likes his personal space. Course, when it got so cold out, he'd have to huddle with Sideswipe for warmth more often than not, and Sideswipe is one hell of a leech.

Sideswipe could never hate the holidays because even though he existed in a world that didn't get to experience holiday cheer, he always thought it was kind of infectious anyway. See, the difference between Sunny and Sides is that Sides is the type to want to survive to experience everything fun in the world, whereas Sunny is a lot more focused on just surviving at all.

Halloween was kind of nice because of the free candy, but Sunstreaker got tired fast of reminding Sideswipe they couldn't live off of candy. Sideswipe really, really wanted to just live off of candy lmao.

Thanksgiving was... idk, thanksgiving?? LMAO nothing really happens around that time. People are in their warm homes, enjoying turkey and the company of their families, while the streets are cold and the boys are alone as always.

Christmas is the worst, though. It snows, and the poor boys are outside shivering so bad they nearly come out of their skin. They don't get gifts, they don't write letters to Santa because neither of them are stupid enough to believe some stranger will go through that much work to do something nice for you (and they don't have paper or a pen?), and they nearly freeze to death.

But eventually, they begin to go to the daycare. So, when it starts to get cold, they can actually be inside for once. Of course, the daycare isn't open on holidays so the boys still spend their snowy Christmases outside until Ratchet figures them out. Sideswipe eventually convinces Sunstreaker that Ratchet coming into their life is a good thing, and after a little bit of a legal process, Ratchet becomes their guardian.

Having a legal guardian is good because it means you can eat three meals a day, even if that feels like a little too much for your stomach. It also means you can sit inside where it's warm when it snows, and you get the chance to realize that snow is very beautiful when you aren't shivering to death trudging through a foot of it. You don't have to steal things to survive, which also means you don't have to duck whenever that stupid cop comes prowling down the street on his patrol, and you don't have to worry about where to sleep either.

Ratchet doesn't tell them to write letters or bake cookies for Santa, because he knows they aren't the type to believe in that stuff. Instead, Ratchet hands them their gifts directly, and they eat the cookies that Sideswipe and Sunstreaker (mostly Sideswipe) make, which Sideswipe states very clearly and firmly are for no one but them because he doesn't want anyone but the people he loves to eat his baking. Santa's got millions of kids making him cookies anyway.

And Sunstreaker gets to stop worrying about their survival because that becomes Ratchet's job. Instead, he has to worry about going to school... which, in his opinion, isn't even that good of a trade off.

How's that??!!!!!

[celenawrites]

TW - just a vent about fandom stuff.

I feel kinda sad about how some creators in the CoD fandom have now abandoned creating content for the game series due to the demanding nature of other fans who used to consume their content. (fics, art, etc)

Like, these artists/writers in the fandom write fanfics/create art, FOR FREE OF COST and dedicate SO MUCH TIME AND ENERGY to their craft despite not getting much in return, only to deal with senseless hate, ignorance, stupidity and get treated as content generation machines; instead of actual human beings with jobs and studies and friends and families that need their time and attention as well.

A lot of us folks who write or draw do this as a hobby. As an outlet for our creativity, and we find this community for the media we are currently fixated on and we create things inspired by it cuz it brings us joy. IT MAKES US HAPPY SO WE CREATE CONTENT FOR IT!!! And then to see the same fandom/community and their horrendous behaviour driving away the creators from the fandom and the media itself is just....sad. Very disheartening.

Like I miss so many of the creators who have just given up on CoD cuz of this issue. Their works have inspired me to start writing again. They make me wish I start learning how to draw and paint again too. Their works have touch my soul, and made me happy - gave me something to look forward to every day.

But I'd much rather they leave the fandom and take care of themselves and their life, than to succumb to this weird pressure fans and fan-content consumers put on them, y'know?

Plus recently, I've seen a lot of racist and stereotypical prejudices from some CoD fans (and even some creators). I know a lot of them are new to the fandom, I was too. But I took an active effort to learn more about this game series. (and it's an ongoing effort cuz I cannot afford to play the games so I have to settle for wiki articles, gameplays, and comics) And I see so many fans not give a shit about it. They treat these characters as blank canvases to fulfill their hypersexual fantasies. (I like me a good smut fic or two, don't get me wrong) But that just makes it impossible for newer fans to get to know more about the lore and the characters. I had just finished watching the campaign for MW, and let me tell you, there are so many complex missions, characters and storylines to explore and depict through fanfics, and it's insane so many people disregard it for their whimsies so easily. That will just stunt your growth as an artist/writer! Read up on the lore, watch the game plays(the OGs and the remakes!) , maybe even read the comics!!! I promise you won't regret it ever!!!

Also, please! For all that is holy, stop putting these complex fictional characters into restricted boxes and label them. That just makes them so one-dimensional. Like -

Soap is not always cheery and bubbly and your fellow bestie. Simon is not an abuser/emotionally dead asshole just because he has a hard time expressing his emotions like everyone else. König, despite the lack of storyline/lore we have on him, isn't an uwu social anxiety babygirl, damn it. Stop excluding Gaz from your HCs and fics! He's a complex man with so many interesting things to explore about his overall story and psyche as a part of 141. He's not always begging for Price's approval either, he can and has objected to how questionable their methods have been regarding their field/work. Stop excluding Gaz from 141 stuff! It makes you look like a POS, and a lot of the people who exclude him are doing so for....pretty racist reasons. As a POC, this shit sucks balls. Also stop stereotyping POC characters in CoD - Alejandro, Rudy, Valeria, Gaz, Farah....just stop. Their ethnicity or race should not deter you from writing about them in a way that doesn't come across as prejudiced and ill-informed.

Also, not necessarily a rant, but please consider/remember the fact that the military has always been a bit of a morally dubious field of work irl, and just cuz CoD is military-centric and features characters who work in the army or PMC and take out bad guys - that doesn't take away from the violent history military has and how they have contributed to the deterioration of many countries (mainly in the Middle East). Heck, even these characters in the CoD games have done extremely unethical things and employed treacherous methods in order to get the job done. These characters may be good people in fiction, but that doesn't mean that they have done great things or have always stayed morally pure. Explore the dubious nature of it all - explore how dark and harrowing it can be for them and for the people that unwittingly or knowingly get involved in their work. It's dark and twisted but it's crucial since it's inspired from our world and it's necessary for us as humans and as artists to explore such themes and analyse them! It's crucial for the soul!!!

[ciaossu-imagines]

christmas tree decorating with monta! 🎄

Now you are definitely spoiling me, my dear! After all, as most know, words cannot express just how much I love my little monkey king 😊 This was so much fun for me to imagine and I definitely let myself stay in this little scene and daydream for probably a bit longer than I should have, haha!

I think Monta’s someone who would really enjoy Christmas a lot. He was really into it as a child and that childlike whimsy and sense of wonder and magic around the holiday season never really faded away for him. Even into his teenage and adult years, he gets really into celebrating the holidays in whatever ways he can and dedicates himself to spreading joy and happiness during the Christmas season.

He’s one of those people who think it’s entirely okay to really throw himself, with all his might, into the Christmas season the second December 1st arrives. Once December arrives, it’s Christmas countdown time for him and he goes as all-out as his finances, imagination, and means will let him to make each day special.

Of course, a large part of getting into the holiday season for Monta is going to be decorating for the holidays. When he’s living with his mom, he’s largely decorating by himself, since his mother just isn’t as into the holidays as he is. She’ll indulge his love for Christmas and she won’t tell him no when he wants to decorate, leaving him to go at it, but she really doesn’t get too involved in decorating alongside him, baking holiday cookies, or doing much in the way of celebrating alongside her son. Monta doesn’t mind so much – he knows his mother just isn’t the type to get into all that stuff, and she does show her appreciation for and love of her son’s enthusiasm for the holiday in different ways during the month of December.

But he’s very used to doing the decorating alone, which serves him well as he grows into an adult because he doesn’t think twice about still doing it and doesn’t feel he needs anyone else to have fun getting ready for Christmas. He’s still going to be merry and jolly, though when his friends and eventually his romantic partner start helping him with his decorating, he’s definitely going to be absolutely thrilled. He might be a little bossy with them or might redo things that they’ve done, just because he’s so used to doing it all himself, but he apologizes if he realizes he’s doing so and sincerely appreciates getting the opportunity to do something he loves with the people he loves.

While Monta will decorate the yard and the house with whatever Christmas things he can afford, the inside is where his love for Christmas really shows. He drapes faux-fir boughs around window trims and door trims, or along a staircase if he has one. He handmakes a lot of cheap Christmas decorations and makes his own ornaments so that he can still decorate quite a bit on a limited budget.

And, of course, the tree is very, very important to Monta. He does prefer a fake tree to a real one. He’s only had a real tree once and he hated the fact that he always seemed to be sweeping up pine needles or that he had to push aside presents that were sitting underneath the tree to get in to water the tree properly. There’s a lot of good fake trees out there and I think Monta really saves up to get himself the one he likes the best. It was rather expensive, more than he would normally spend, but it’s his dream tree, nice and fluffy, a pretty green, already pre-strung with multi-coloured lights. He has a tree skirt that he found on a ‘freebie’ group for his area that he puts around it and he swears that you can’t tell the difference, after he’s done with it, between his tree and a real tree.

Like I said, he makes a lot of his own ornaments. I think, when Monta gets a romantic partner or when his friends get together to decorate with him, he also ropes them into making new ornaments with him. He researches crafts online and though his ornaments aren’t always the prettiest, he works hard on them and they have their own handmade, unique charm to them. While he’ll encourage his partner and his friends to take their ornaments home and put them on their own trees, if they gift those ornaments to Monta for his own tree, those ornaments become of great sentimental value to Monta. He treasures them and treats them with kid gloves, showing them off to anyone who looks at his tree.

The tree remains up from the first week of December until the first week of January and Monta lights it every night. He doesn’t even need to be doing much, he can simply sit there, admire his tree, be with his thoughts and still enjoy himself tremendously.

[reckless-lambert]

Anyways kinda wanna talk about characters unprompted (mostly the ones I rarely mention for one reason or another):

Espio - I hate him, I despise him he is awful, he sucks, I wanna kill him, but... in a good way! It's so funny to have that one character you genuinely hate, like it's the joy and whimsy of fiction, he is awesome. Idk if it's intentional, but it's the way I feel it. It's kinda hard to write about characters you hate, but I really like when other people do it. As for other members of chaotix I simply don't care about them 😅.

Silver - I like his fruitless quest, the way he is overpowered, but ultimately useless against awful fate that seems to befall the future no matter what. He is interesting, but so demanding on the plot, what is the reason for him to be around 🤔 How did he get here this time? What time is it for him? People just don't wanna bother with it most of the time and it makes him really boring to me. I can clearly see some doomed Silvaze yuri plot vaguely based on Madoka magica where Silver would do anything to save Blaze, but no matter what she dies to seal Iblis.

Rouge - she's fun, but I doubt she will willingly stick around Sonic & co, they are too boring for her. She is freakosexual. I feel like collecting weird people is her hobby, it's not even romantic per say, it's just something that makes her life interesting, the problem is that main cast is too boring, so it's hard for me to see them interacting in the way most people write it.

Blaze - to be honest with you I didn't play sonic rush and know nothing about all that sol dimension stuff nor do I really care about that because it makes you question her appearance or absence in any given plot (it's almost a superhero problem, but worse - Were they too busy? Why don't they need help from time to time? Why don't the villains of both worlds bond together over a common enemy). I guess it's some "I don't meddle in your affairs and you don't meddle in mine" between Sonic and Blaze, but it feels so weird. Anyways my experience with Blaze is from 06 where she plays a minor role until it is time for her sacrifice to seal iblis, but it doesn't matter anyways. I like how she gives us Silver's characterisation through their interactions and her concern for him, but I wish there were more content about this Blaze because those are less than crumbs.

Babylon rogues - I saw them mostly through sonic riders 1, but from what I saw they were really cool, it's the kind of rivalry Sonic haven't had before. They are evil shitters who play dirty, but they are good at it, I feel like it's the most frustrating thing Sonic would face and that beast should be bothered 😁. And to me no one encapsulates their vibe more than Wave, she is spectacularly irritating and I love her for it.

[gyubby99]

Back before the show when there’s just a pilot episode and a music video I swore I never saw a single Alastor hater and I said I would NEVER hate on that man but guys— GUYS I AM SLOWLY MORPHING INTO VOX, VAGGIE AND LUCIFER COMBINED. HE MAKES ME SO FUCKING MAD AND I KNOW ITS NOT HIS FAULT ALRIGHT ITS HIS WEIRD ASS FANS AND YHE FACT THAT HE LITERALLY— I CANNOT GET RID OF HIM.

Don’t get me wrong I love himmmm I love that Aroace deer man but GOD PLEASE

Why

Why does WEASEL HIS WAY INTO EVERYTHING

LIKE LITERALLY

EVERYTIME I LOOK AT HAZBIN HOTEL CONTENT HES FUCKING THERE

“Oh but he’s one of the main characters” IM NOT TALKING ABOUT THAT I AM TALKING ABOUT HIM WEASELING HIS WAY INTO SHIT THAT ABSOLUTELY HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH HIM AND THE WORST PART IS THAT ITS NOT HIS FAULT BC HES NOT EVEN REAL. ITS THE VIEWERS. THE AUDIENCE. TH—

Like-

“Wow a Chaggie fanfi—“ ALASTOR.

“A voxval fanfictio—“ ALASTOR.

“Omg the Morningstar fam—“ ALASTOR.

“Lucili—“ ALASTOR.

“Huskerdu—“ ALASTOR.

“This hellaverse demon is so strong—“ ALASTOR.

*a vox post* ALASTOR.

*anything that he has no business being in* ALASTOR.

LIKE IM NOT EVEN GONNA BE SURPRISED IF I EVER HALLUCINATE ALASTOR IN MY BATHROOM WHILE IM SHITTING. LIKE WH— HOW DID THEY MAKE HIM SO ANNOYING IN FANON THAT IT MADE ME HATE HIM IN CANON.

BECAUSE I LOVE HIM. HES GOT JOY AND WHIMSY. BUT ITS ALWAYS THOSE FANS THAT MAKE EVERYTHING ABOUT HIM AND MAKE HIM LITERALLY SUPERIOR TO ANY OTHER CHARACTER. WHAT DOES HE HAVE TO DO WITH THE ONLY CANON WLW REPRESENTATION WE HAVE IN THE WHOLE VERSE. WHAT DOES HE HAVE TO DO WITH A LITERAL FUCKING FAMILY HES NOT EVEN A PART OF. WHAT IS HE DOING THERE WHY IS HE BEING DRAWN IN A MORNINGSTAR FAMILY PORTRAIT. WHY—

EVERYTHING I SEE HAS HIS FINGERPRINTS ON IT. EVERYTHING I CONSUME HAS HIM IN IT. I CANT ESCAPE HIM AND HES SO HHHSGSGSGSGAHAHAJJ LIKE THERE IS A USED TAMPON ON MY SCREEN I CANNOT GET RID OF IT

Anyways 🩷

[propepsi]

Ranking the songs in Hazbin Hotel

(this is my first post on tumblr omg hi)

I'm gonna put the songs from least to most favorite with some reasons. It's gonna be a VERY long first I think this is gonna piss some people off and I'm sorry 😭

#16: Hell's Greatest Dad

(this is gonna be the one that pisses people off) I have a BIAS against this song. Something about it rubs me the wrong way, especially when Alastor comes in and starts singing. The lyrics are uncharacteristically... well... lame? The rhyme of "one" and "nun" in the beginning just feels like low hanging fruit. Overall, I think I've just heard it too many times and just found too many things to complain about. 😭

#15: Out For Love

I think it could've been better conveyed. It's a bitch to get stuck in your head and I'm not a huge fan of the lyrics, although I'm not complaining about Carmilla with her hair down. 🤭

#14: Respectless

Okay, I actually do love this one, I just love all of the Hazbin songs so this one got bumped a lot. I love the intro with Carmilla bursting in out of nowhere and telling her off. It got so low because of the social media lines, I know this is nitpicky but there a little meh. Love it though, I sing this one around the house a lot.

#13: Happy Day In Hell

This one's definitely slept on because one, it's the first song, and two, there's just so many bangers. This is a perfect first song, ESPECIALLY since later on it gets woven into the bigger moments in later songs. Gold.

#12: You Didn't Know

This is ALSO gonna piss some people off, but I assure you it's placed this low because I've heard it too many damn times 😭 Other than that, A-tier song, I love Sera.

#11: Welcome to Heaven

Putting welcome to heaven ABOVE you didn't know is gonna seem like I'm trying to piss people off at this point, but I have a bias and that is St. Peter. I will not elaborate. Also, it's really fun and tickles my brain.

#10: Hell is Forever

Adam's VOICEEEE 😩 I love Alex Brightman so much, the guitar solo is immaculate, and who doesn't love a good "trying to suck the whimsy out of the main character" song.

#9: More than Anything (Reprise)

I have no idea why people hate this one so much, it's so cute. I love the little twinkles in the background. Chaggie is adorable and their harmonies are SO good. Doesn't beat the original, though.

#8: Loser, Baby

I know, this one's a little low. It's at the halfway mark, so that's gotta count for something. I love it, huskerdust being cuties and Keith David being an eargasm is gold. It's just not as good as so many of the songs, it lacks the emotion everything above it does.

#7: Poison

Incredible. Absolutely immaculate and heartbreaking. I would put this at the top, I really would, but as a theatre kid I have a bias for harmonies. It's heartbreaking yet an amazing depiction that just shows how brutal it can be sometimes.

#6: More Than Anything

I found myself bumping this one down more than I wanted to honestly. It's lovely. Jeremy Jordan is heartbreakingly fatherly, and Charlie and him coming to their senses and working things out brings tears of joy to my eyes. Also, their harmonies are amazing. Sometimes my sibling and I sing them lmao

#5: It Starts With Sorry

I will defend this song 'till my dying breath. It's got harmonies, it's got cuteness, and I am very fond of Sir. Pentious. I don't know how somebody could hate it, it's so wholesome and sweet and genuinely a good message.

#4: Stayed Gone

This one. Omfg. Vox and Alastor are some of the most dopamine inducing characters on the planet. Hearing them bicker is my life. I love Vox's articulate and intense voice, and I love Alastor's shamelessness in his petty-ness. Him saying "That's the tea" was groundbreaking. Also, seeing Alastor's big ass demon form was as horrifying as it was the greatest thing ever. I love Alastor being a weird eldritch horror monster thing so much.

#3: Ready for This

I didn't expect this one to get so high, but as I was thinking about it I realized just how much I adore it. Charlie being... Charlie and singing from the heart and then transitioning into a bouncy showtune... chefs kiss. I love the cannibals singing together in response- something about it just tickles my brain. Also, Alastor's little vocalizations scratch an itch deep within me.

#2: The show must go on / Finale

AJKLFJDKLJFLDSFN If I talked about this one for as long as I wanted to, this post would be longer than Tumblr itself. The way it starts with the Sir Pentious sign was so sad, and Charlie's heartbreaking vocals are perfect. "This bloodshed could've been avoided" might be the best thing ever. Then it goes to Lucifer triggering my daddy issues. (thanks.) Obviously the Vees killed it with their little bit. (I love Vox) Then, we have Alastor having a giant musical mental breakdown because he accidently gave a fuck, which was as sad as it was hilarious.

#1: Whatever it Takes

HOOOOOLY SHITTTTTTT I love this song. The way Zestial starts it (big on the relationship between carmilla and zestial they're married because i said so) with his incredible vocals, and then Carmilla breaking into this absolute power ballad. Vaggie's voice is great too, I love her soft voice a lot going with Carmilla's powerful one. Also, and I know I've said it a lot, THE HARMONIESSSSSS UGHH

Hope you enjoyed the infodump of me giving my opinion that no one asked for <3

[talesofealdancynedom]

The wall Scroll of Doi Veng; hours of Thai art and a scanner's inability to digitize red and blue.

Tale 43:The Small Apothecary (chapter 1 - The Wall Scroll 1/5 ) part 8. Stories of Dreams

Qilin Celestine was on a cushion, at the low dining table, eating reconstituted soup from the food bank. The white lights of the apartment flickered, emphasizing the sloppy white paint, and the decaying infrastructure. The light scent of drywall, and cooking, lingered. He stared into a painting of a Naga. Teal, red, and gold-leaf; Dapicted with unicorn, with vibrant simpor and Ratchaphreuk. This single scroll, was the only colourful thing in their unit. While he was lost in it’s beauty, Qulin’s brothers started fighting again, and his mother was soothing the toddler. Qinin gazed deeper into the scroll.

All four of the children had different fathers. The last ‘dad’, left to ‘work’ abroad eighteen-months ago. Qilin felt unwanted, in spire of his mother’s love. It left him wanting to escape somewhere truly enchanted. Somewhere with colour and whimsy. The painting was the most magical thing in the room, and thus a glimmer of escape. It was something that connected Qilin to his heritage; He knew little of the Eastlands, having been born in the Grand West. Sometimes, his mother would tell them stories from that distant land, and give proverbs from the Philosophy of Water. But it wasn’t enough; Qilin hated his cramped home: His mother sweet and desperate, no paternal figures, and his brothers beat him up after school for not doing chores.

On that day, when he was dazzled by the scroll, something in Qinin snapped.

“I want to be a wizard.” He said abruptly, in the middle of his bickering family. There was anger in his assertion. He got no response. Qilin simply slumped, and hopelessly attempted to get the bits from the soup with his chopsticks; Longing for the resurrection of their rice-cooker. and chili oil. Qilin sighed, as he left the table. In the next room, he unrolled his sleeping duvet, in their shared bedroom, and retired early. As the house quieted, Qilin heard his mother gather her things for a night shift. When the door creaked open, Qilin pretended to sleep. Then his mother knelt to his back, and kissed his cheek.

“I filled out an application for the International and Troubled Youth Academy. It’s across the isle. The only thing missing, is the field of wizardry you want to work in.” She whispered.

“We don’t have the money mom. Even if one of my three dads is paying child-support.”

“It’s a public-school, Lin. They can help you. Maybe you can meet someone to love, or find a friend from the Eastlands. There’s boarding, and you need space to grow. Even I will rest well knowing you’re taken care of and heading toward happiness.”

“Fine. Apothecary, maybe? I like flowers. Yellow ones.” Qilin sighed. Before she left, he rolled over to give her a soft hug goodnight. He drifted off in comfort. She was the thing in his was most grateful for.

Qilin arrived on campus alone, with a book of water philosophy poetry, a wand, and freedom from his low-income abode. He got excellent grades the first month. The second month he got detention for coming onto another gay student, and snapping back at a teacher. His sentence was helping fey professor Hara water the floral fey in the conservatory. Perverts the lot of them. Made Qilin smile; They understood him. It was as if each day, magic brought him joy in new ways. He felt being an Apothecary was the perfect choice.

“Master Fyrstan, the magic of Tree Kingdom’s gifts very, depending on if I ask or not; Is this garden where all the potion ingredients come from?” Qilin asked.

“No. Alas, we have to source from other nations. All schools do that. The Tree King shares her generous children with all; Normally by placing her said children, in the strangest and most random locations.” Hara shrugged.

“Professor, have you ever seen a Ruffled Dok Champa? Or Winter Blood Ceros? They make powerful S-Rank healing potions; I’ve always wanted to talk to one. Do you think I’ll ever be a good enough Apothecary to do so? What if they don’t like me, for asking for their gifts?”

“Don’t worry about that; They love to give. As for your enchanted flowers, I’ve never seen the first sort; They’re exclusive to Doi Veng Butte in the Eastlands. A self-sustaining magic forest I read. Nothing leaves that heritage site. It’s Grand Snow, but with less publicity.” Hara said. He was enthralled to have an engaged student,

“Regardless, you’re only in first year. Thing’s like that, are dreams awaiting you post graduation. And I bet you’ll make a fine Apothecary yet, Qilin. Fine enough to graduate right into the feild.” He smiled. Qilin took that as a challenge. It made him giddy to hear. As Qilin tried alchemizing water for the fey, he held onto Hara’s insight on his favourite healing flowers. Doi Veng was the grandest Magic Forest of The Eastlands. Of the kingdom of Vieticia. Hara done his duty as a teacher. Qilin was even more inspired; More desperately desiring the Golden Butte’s haven. Somewhere away from his home-life, and a place to belong to. The scroll could become reality.

In third year, Qilin’s pursuit of the adorable Far South boy, Rah, was abruptly halted. Not just because his flirting had resulted in punishment; Rah had became spoken for, by the Fish Kingdom. When she called, Qilin’s mother berated him about harassing people; She seldom got mad, and she was frustrated by his lack of character growth. It made Qilin sink. He was so far from her. Maybe he liked the idea of having a boyfriend, to just have someone to love him. Perhaps, it was the human need for attention, given his childhood. Qilin was left meditating in his dorm-room, with the unrelenting feeling of shame and loneliness.

By the next year, Qilin’s hard work made him the school’s top Apothecary student; Nearly S-rank in mid year. The prestige of an Apothecary, was indicated by the letter-rank of the potions they’d perfected: A to Z, where Z was the most complex and forbidden brews. Hours of fascinating books, and obsession with novel ingredients the professors gave him. Qilin’s competitive spirit thrived. This was better then his heart imagined. He ceased each chance, and persisted until he achieved perfection. Qilin let go of the idea of romance, and wed his studies.

Yet, being alone weighed on him. Qilin tuned into the Eastland station, on the radio, as a distraction, while he concocted advanced potions; for extra credit, or detention if the recipe was dangerous. Good or bad, all results fed his addiction to attention.

Like the scroll, that radio was all Qilin had for his culture. Even though his mother assumed an international school would have Eastlanders, Qilin turned out to be the only one. It seemed, there were peers from everywhere else. The scroll and a radio continued to be his only connection to the tropical far-off land; A place known for spicy food and mythical golden flowers. His mother and siblings always talked Modern Vietician at home, so he was the only one who understood the news and music. It became company enough. He was unable to make friends as school progressed. It truth, it made him aggressive, and his academic achievements made other students envy him.

When Qilin went home that year, the potions professor let him take the lab radio. He listened to it at home. As the high of an exciting school life wore off, Qilin found himself crying silently in the night. Being surrounded by supportive people at school, and a better quality of life, made him comprehend the extent of his poor hand in life.

The apartment was hot over the summer, and Qilin’s brothers were off working now. However, he couldn’t work in the summer, as Qilin had to babysit his little sister. But his mother was home a little more, to share time with him. She had a better position at work, and missed him over the semesters. But still, he could hear her shame for being unable to provide, in the quiver of her voice. Qilin sat on his cushion, eating instant noodles while drifting into the scroll again. After studying magic, he could finally recognize it; It was of Doi Veng.

Right before the next school year, there was news that Doi Veng had a mage. Qilin had met some mages in school. They were to nice for all the rumours of their dark powers to be true. Hara for one, seemed to glow of magic’s joviality. Qilin realized they were simply talented obsessed nerds. Like him. So when hearing he may work with one in the future, Qilin jumped over the low table to turn of the dial. He was in his pajamas, on all fours. Whitestead had ravished the legendary butte’s wonders, and their son, Aurum, found out he was a mage in a presentation. He was imprisoned, which is odd, as laws were loose in a nation of non-judgmental egalitarian culture. According to the news, Doi Veng’s community finally had an opinion; They protested successfully for Aurum’s freedom, and elected him as their Witch. Qilin gasped at the strength it must have taken, to stand up against such powerful wizards; Surviving persecution, and work to the bone to be a beloved sweet community mage.

“That mom! I want to be like that! I want to be in a community of magic users, atop the golden meditation labyrinths of Doi Veng! Strength and serenity among people like me! Flowing with the philosiphy of the water’s way” Qilin cheered. For once, no silence. His mother nudged the bowl of yesterdays rice at his arm.

“I warn against looking too far into your future, and being so invested in your aspirations. And assigning thoughts to people and places you’ve never known? Things may not be as perfect as you think. Now eat before you miss the boat across the isle. You have another year of school left.” His mother said calmly.

Qilin got stitches running to the marina. He felt his sweat. Fear instilled, not two years before graduation. What if it’s not what I imagined? Moving won’t fix my family, nor me. Qilin pondered. Deeply breathing the salty air, reflecting on his work and wayward soul: What if I’m not accepted as a local Apothecary, when they have a mage? And will the temple take me, and road be rough, because my stubborn obsession and thirst for love, made me stray to far to one side?

NEXT --->

[i-write-boop-spoops]

N and his S/O celebrating the festive season together headcanons

look i know chrimas has passed but we're still in that weird holiday-purgatory between it and new year's, so i'm technically not late. also this is probably the only festive thing i'm doing this year.

thank you to @thegreenzorua for requesting this. you are definitely one of the nicest people i've interacted with on this website and i'm always glad to see your name pop up in my inbox or on a post. hope you're enjoying the festive period :)

Enjoy!

Needless to say, N is both excited yet hesitant to celebrate the holidays with you and your loved ones this year

He’s just after leaving Team Plasma

And as you can imagine, festive fun occasions like these were not very important in Ghetsis’s eyes

Not to mention, it’s his first holiday dating you

Dating anyone actually

He’s afraid he might do something wrong or bring down the mood or make your loved ones hate him

You tell him he has nothing to worry about

That you’ll make sure he spends the season in high spirits

Please kiss him under the mistletoe!!!

It would make him so flustered and blushy yet so happy

He would love it!

Unironically he will wear an ugly festive jumper

Not because he particularly likes it

But because it’s a gift from you

And you insisted you get some pictures together in your matching delibird sweaters

He loves hearing about your traditions

Whether they’re super common or very niche

Especially if you have roots in another region

You know what he loves more?

You, obviously

But also starting your own traditions together

N has so much fun helping you decorate

So do some of your Pokemon

To be honest you spend more time messing about than actually putting up any ornaments

You may or may not have wrapped N in some tinsel and put a star on his hear lol

Winter. Market. Dates.

Can you just imagine?

Strolling through little stalls

Hand in hand

The snow crunching beneath your feet

As you look at all the trinkets being sold

And take in the scents of hot food and pine

You buy up a handmade decoration for home

As well as Santa hats of many different sizes for your Pokemon

You get a picture together at a photobooth and it’s put in a snowglobe

Thenyou spend the rest of your money on yummy treats for yourselves

Since the season is all about giving

You two spend plenty of time at your local Pokemon Shelter

Well, more time than you usually do

Making sure any Pokemon in need is given good food and a warm place to stay

While also strongly reminding people that Pokemon aren’t gifts that can be returned once January hits

One day, while out and about you two meet a herd of nine sawsbuck by a Santa’s grotto

Dressed in festive jingle-bells and greeting excited children

One has a red nose 👀

N immediately strikes up a conversation with the Pokemon

Giving them plenty of pets too obviously

They tell him about how much they enjoy their work sparking joy and winter-whimsy in people and Pokemon alike

After a bit

The grotto’s Santa comes up to N after seeing how well he gets on with the sawsbuck

And asks if ‘the luvdiscs’ would like to partake in a sleigh ride

So the two of you

Plus a delibird

All pile into a sleigh

And go on a fun ride through the snow

It is 100% a cherished memory

The ferris wheel gets a seasonal overlay

With candy-cane stripes and colourful lights

So of course you two HAVE to go on it

And look over Nimbasa city while it’s covered in beautiful decorations

And kiss~

N is still getting used to people

So meeting some of your loved ones at any events is a lot for him

Especially since, his past is not the best and he’d kinda like to avoid making people close to you dislike him

You understand this, and totally support him

Steering the conversation away from any topics that might make him uncomfortable

And making sure he has somewhere to escape to if everyone is being a bit too much

Any big festive dinners you have will be chock full of veggie-options for your bf

And nibbles for your mons

Whether other people attend or not, you’ll need a big table for your furry/scaly/metallic/rocky/etc family

N loves the lazy days you get to spend together during the season

Where you can just curl up together by the fire

All wrapped up in blankets and each other

Drinking hot chocolate and watching classic festive films he’s never seen before

Just quaint cosy stuff

I think N would cry if you gave him a gift

He knows you were doing an exchange but still

The fact that you spent time and money and effort picking out a gift

If not making it

The level of kindness overwhelms him

And when you hug him after he starts crying?

He is sobbing from the joy and love in his heart

Naturally (hehe) N is your New Year’s Eve kiss

You make sure to bundle up in your coats before you go outside for the countdown

When the clock strikes midnight

You pull him into a kiss

It suprises him, not aware of the tradition beforehand

Before he happily kisses back

When you part, you turn your gaze to the sky

And watch the fireworks

Excited to spend the next year (and many more) together

[butcherknives]

Hcs about how the boys would propose to you? 🥺🤲

What a sweet request! I hope you enjoy! I really wanted to give you something high quality, especially for your mans Big D. Thanks for requesting, Ezra!

Sparda Men: Proposing

ft. GN! Reader

       > SFW

Dante

The man, the myth, the legend never would have imagined himself in a committed relationship with anyone, and to have that someone be as magnificent – as perfect, as fun, as troublesome and anchored as you? He considers himself lucky in a way he doesn’t believe that he deserves.

For this reason, it takes him a long while to reconcile with what he wants; what he truly, irrevocably desires.

You. Forever.

He’s never believed in marriage. Never saw the point when it’s only another contract, no different than the ones he has his clients sign before he hoists his blade over his shoulder and enters the chaos with a sideways smile. A formal business agreement to show your loyalty?

Seems sus.

Yet the more time passes with you, the more he begins to see the appeal of taking your hand before the eyes of... whatever it is. The government. 

It’s on a whim. (It’s always on a whim.) He’s weighed his options prior but the act? After spending the morning in your company, wrapped up in your languid love, he makes a snap decision.

It isn’t a special day until he makes it one when he blocks the television with his body and laughs when you complain that he’s a better door than a window.

“Hold on, hold on,” he says as he reaches for the remote to mute your show as you shout a quick “hey!” yet he swings around to face you, throws a wink, and slides down on one knee.

He doesn’t present anything. There isn’t jewelry or roses, no box of chocolates or bottle of champagne, only Dante with his thousand watt grin and his hand on yours. But Dante is a magnetic man with honey-sweet prose and your breath catches all the same. You need nothing else.

With your name on his tongue, he recites his love for you on center stage and though the whimsy makes you smother a laugh behind your hand, there’s no question of his sincerity.

“Love of my life, dearest of all, my heart beats only for you. Have you any idea the power you hold over me?”

And as his theatrics fade, he peels back the scars and wounds and opens his uninhibited heart for you. He tells you how much you’ve improved his life. How happy you make him.

“Waking up next to you every morning? Heh. I feel like I might just believe in angels, after all.”

His smile is syrup and sugar when you agree to marry him, and as he draws you into his orbit with a long kiss, you know you were made for this moment.

He jokes later that you should get matching tattoos on your ring fingers. His would say “for” and yours would say “ever.” You swing back that it should say “best buds.” He laughs and reels you into a hug.

He buys you an antique band, instead.

Vergil

Much like his brother, Vergil has never seen the point to marriage. To have to prove your loyalty? Should that not be simply understood through the relationship? What is there to further prove? More importantly, to whom do you owe explanation? Your relationship is sound.

He loves you. Is that not enough?

Humanity and their ridiculous traditions have no business being in his.

If it’s marriage you want, however, you will have to express this. Whether it’s because you believe in the practice – religiously, romantically, or a hybrid of both – or because of the tax benefits, he’ll need to hear it from you.

His answer isn’t immediate. He needs time to reconsider his own stubborn understanding.

You, however, come first. You always come first. Even when he doesn’t express it, he pays careful attention to what makes you feel safe and secure. If a marriage license is what it takes, then perhaps he can release his ironclad grip and compromise. It isn’t as though he hasn’t already planned to keep you near until, perhaps, you tire of him.

He supposes ultimately, there’s no harm.

When he comes back to you with his decision, there’s no fanfare. He doesn’t make a spectacle. He doesn’t offer anything beyond his company.

His approach is calm and formal, although you doubt he means for it to be. No, you’ve grown accustomed to Vergil’s peculiarities and your eyes aren’t deceiving you. There’s anxiety knotted between his brows and in the way his eyes seem unable to focus on you. Funny, considering how confident he’d seemed upon entry.

He says your name and stands across from you, hands folded neatly in front of himself. (Reserved, closed off, and you find yourself wondering what he’s up to.)

“I’ve considered your request,” he says, “for marriage.”

You nearly laugh, but you won’t damage his pride. You know how hard this is for him to reconcile, even as he steels his expression with practiced stone-perfection.

You prompt him with an inquiry and smile, patient and curious to hear his conclusion.

“If it’s what you want and you find me worthy, then I would be honored to have your hand.”

You throw yourself at him and reassure him that he doesn’t have to marry you, not if he truly doesn’t want to go that route. That you’d be happy simply knowing he’s yours, but he’s steadfast as he slides his arms around your waist.

“My heart belongs to you,” he says. “And I will gladly give it to you.”

Nero

He hates to acknowledge how much of a romantic he is at heart but he’s told you, in a moment of feathered vulnerability in the lull of conversation, how he’s always kinda-sorta dreamt of marriage. Nothing big, he amends. Only the most important people would be there, but he has envisioned it in a cathedral dressed in white.

“I know it’s lame,” he says. “And pretty fuckin’ stupid at this point. It’s not like anyone even follows the Order anymore. Who needs a cathedral?”

But you don’t think it’s lame or stupid, and you tell him that you’ve dreamt of marriage, too. You’ve always wished for some fashion of a family with 2.5 kids and a white picket fence, even though that isn’t your life and likely will never be. It’s alright to dream.

Nero falls silent. He doesn’t bring it up again, not for quite sometime. Time passes enough that you forget the conversation.

You never see it coming.

It’s your birthday and you’re finished celebrating with your friends. You get home, just the two of you, high from excitement of the day. And Nero says, “Wait-wait-wait. I’ve got another present for you. Hold on a sec, okay?” Then vanishes into the bedroom as you peel your shoes off.

When he meets you in the living room, his hand is behind his back. He’s shifty, bouncing from foot to foot, but he tells you to close your eyes with a wolfish grin. So you do. You cover your eyes with your hands and laugh as he shuffles around. You listen as hard but you only hear a click you don’t recognize.

“Okay, open ‘em.”

And he’s on one knee, a black box in his hand with a ring cushioned neatly at the heart. Your chest seizes. You think you might cry. Perhaps you already are.

“I know I can’t give you the life you want,” he’s saying, soft yet impassioned, watching you with rapt attention. “But I love you more than anything and I can’t imagine life without you. I... want to spend forever with you. So, will you do me the honor of marrying me?”

You say yes. Of course you say yes. You laugh through your mounting joy as he slides the band over your finger, reverent and fighting back his own emotion glimmering in his eyes.

He may not be able to give you “the life you want” from the dreams you had as a child, but you have no doubt that this is the life you want.

With him.