#and why is I change my hair color often under Appearance and not Hair

[shooting-love-arrows]

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄! 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍

PAIRING: 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 x [human] reader (gender not implied/specified/mentioned) SYNOPSIS: 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 is determianted to court you (even when in his opinion it's just a formality). TW. delusional thinking, biting, mention of blood A/N: I am fighting writer's block to the best of my abilities but man, fighting Thanos would be easier than that.

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 who courts you after the very first meeting. It starts small to see if you're interested in him in the first place (in his option it's only formality but he wants to be gentlemerman). But he wants you to know he's taking the whole matter seriously. He brings you the most beautiful trinkets, pieces of coral, pearls of various sizes and colors and shells each different from another but all in perfect condition. Sometimes he even creates jewelry from an ocean plant, pearls and shells. You are often surprised to see him eagerly swimming towards you, with a bag made out of abodemen fishnet filled to the brim with various things taken straight out of the deep sea. You're even more taken aback when it turns out those things are for you. His face absolutely lights up when you accept each and every token. 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 also can't help but to chirp loudly, boldly showing you how happy he is to see you accepting his (courting) gifts. You have to admit, his reaction is adorable.

"Oh...look at this one!" 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 eagerly picked up another shell who has caught his attention. It was big and only needed a little cleaning to make it shine. "It's perfect for the necklace! Oh, oh! And look at that!"

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 who affectionately bites you whenever he gets a chance. That's the next stage of courting where an interested merfolk is supposed to nib the one he's interested in to show them they want to take courting to the next level. It's that stage where a courting couple starts to show the public that they're into each other. It served as both letting others know it's a serious matter and leaving a mark/scent on each other for the public to back off. He's got sharp canines and premolars so it's easy for him to leave a mark on your smooth skin. Marking you quickly becomes his favorite thing. Especially when he draws some blood that leaves a wonderful smell. You don't understand why 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 does that, especially when you scold him or tell him not to do that. But he doesn't stop, nibbing at whatever part of your body he can. It's part of the courting rituals after all!

"Oh no, my marks are healing." 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 deflated when he noticed the puncures began to fade. Only to quickly perk up when he realized he's got to mark you again and more.

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 who takes care of his scales like never before. This is a vital part of courting since merfolk want to look their best for their mate. He was taught that as courtier, he should look his best. And that's what 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 does. Suddenly turning from a crude merman whose only interest was hunting for food and playing around, into the beauty guru. He began to thoughtfully groom his tail, until his scales reflected and sparkled under the mere streams of sunlight. He also changed his hairstyle by braiding his hair differently to symbolize that he is now taken (even when you're unaware of that). 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 was never more beautiful.

"This just won't do." 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 tutted when he noticed his tail was becoming dull. He needed to look his absolute best for you!

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 who decorates his abode for you. After you accept his first courting gift, he happily swims back to where he lives. It's a cave hidden from the plain sight that, much to his horror, appears to be extremely empty and bland. Something that just won't do, especially for his precious mate. Without a moment of hesitation, he starts the preparation. Inside his cave he plants: seaweed, kelp, red sea whips and various colorful corals. Those are only various of many but soon enough the inside of his abode is filled with soft plants, floating lazily around and glistening with colors. On the outside though, he planted a few poisonous plants that he's immune to, since 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 doesn't want intruders to meddle somewhere where they shouldn't be. This part of the courting ritual should be done before the mating season takes place and both parties are in agreement to spend this time with each other. But as we can see, 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 just couldn't wait and decided to be prepared. After all, he believes that this whole courting matter is only formality for you to surely return his feelings and has already accepted him as your mate. Just like he did you.

"Is it colorful enough? Should I add something more? Hm, I'll better plant more of those..."

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[mangywayway]

“You should wear glasses more often, you know?”

Steve raised an eyebrow, without lifting his head from the book he was reading. He knew if he did that he would be too distracted to continue reading.

"Why on earth would I do that? I don't need them that much and it makes me uncomfortable to wear them" Steve muttered to the boy blissfully lying on his lap. "Because," said Billy, reaching out to better adjust the glasses on the other's nose, attracting his attention, "they look good on you and they suit your face very well. And then" and here Billy smiled broadly "they make you look like one of those sexy professors" concluded the harpy, accompanying it all with a suggestive movement of his eyebrows.

Steve, caught off guard, couldn't resist and burst out laughing when he looked at his boyfriend's face. Steve closed his book once and for all, as he had already given up for a while and given up on reading; he was convinced that he had gotten used to Billy's outings and yet he always managed to surprise him with something new. He wiped the tears from his eyes while Billy continued to look at him all pleased. It looked like the emblem of a big, chubby cat, which was saying something considering which of the two had feline origins.

There was a silence between them, broken only by the soft purring that rose from the young gattu's chest.

Steve's hands were tangled in Billy's hair and he let himself sprawl even more on his boyfriend's legs, so relaxed that he allowed himself to leave one of his wings free so he could stretch it a little.

Billy had let himself go so much that he didn't notice how Steve, after observing his face for a while, decided to remove his glasses and then place them delicately on the harpy's face. Feeling the added weight, Billy opened his eyes, blinking quickly to adjust to the change in view before him. He turned to Steve questioningly, his face slightly distorted by the lenses, but clearly curious as to why Steve's glasses were on his face. The latter shrugged his shoulders, replying "I don't know, I think they suit your face better. Although I don't think the role of teacher is for you"

"Oh, really?" Billy sneered. "In my opinion I could be a great teacher, what do you know," he said, moving his wing animatedly, as if he were illustrating something to an imaginary audience.

Steve rolled his eyes "Yes of course, as if I didn't know you enough. And then we both know that if you were a teacher you would have classrooms full of people who would spend more time looking at you than at the blackboard" the latter grumbled.

Billy was surprised for a moment, a little twinkle in his eye.

"Don't tell me you'd be jealous Stevie"

A light blush appeared on the young cat's face, and he didn't bother to respond, except for a muttered under his breath, you're an idiot, Billy Hargrove.

To his mortification, the harpy had heard it (because of course he had), so much so that he exclaimed "Ah! I may be an idiot, but remember that I am your idiot Steve Harrington, and you can't say anything against it".

Steve looked up at the ceiling, a big smile present on his face.

He would never admit it out loud, but what Billy had said was true and he would never change it for the world.

Okay, gouache defeated me (this time). I started this illustration with gouache, ruined it, and then draw it again and colored it digitally. I will keep practicing with gouache but with smaller subjects, because in this case I really went overboard lol. Also yeah, there it was a book in the original sketch (I'll leave it below) but I didn't like it at the end so I removed it. The illustration was based on this small thing I wrote; as always I tried to pay attention and translated it the best I could (even if there is something I'm still not sure about but eh) but yeah, if you see errors or change of verbs and stuff, just ignore them 🗿 (adding that I'm a big reader, but absolutely not a writer. Still, having them in these comfy settings is like free therapy to me so I'll probably try and do more stuff like this)

Pencil versione below ✨

[new-tella-us]

I got a fic!

Aight go easy on me, I haven't written a fic in a while so it might be a little short and jumbled. This is really just to establish the "James Neutral Route" idea that has been brewing in my head for a while.

For now the Fic/Fic Series is gunna be called Neutrality. It may change though.

“When did our nights become so recreational?” 

The thought pierced James’s mind as he read what had become his default book in the recent years. He couldn’t help but look up from his book at the world around him to see what it had become. The warm colored wooden flooring and frankly tacky but comfortably familiar wallpaper of the Anderson manor, the smell of cedar wood from the marble fireplace that burned so dimly covering the library in a soft glow and the dark, starry sky just outside the window that contrast the murky, red sky he was so used to.  

Oddest of all, was her. Mika, the woman that so casually rested her tired head on his right shoulder. She snored so comfortably against his chest. Looking to his side, his vision became covered in her barely tied up curly hair, as dark as the night sky to their left. As normal as such a sight became for James, it still made a side of his mind feel odd. He couldn’t help but find the whole scene almost unreal. Like it was an unrealistic dream, or a play and they were the actors. And that’s when the question would appear in his head. Life had become so slow and full of frivolity, even with running the Anderson Toy company.  

When? 

When did calm, soft nights become normal? Were they ever fully normal to him? Maybe not. He expected them but he wasn’t used to them. 

With a sigh and a shrug, he brushed the thought aside as always. It’s a question that didn’t have a clear answer. Eyes turning back to the book in his hand, the cover more specifically, he couldn’t help but chuckle. “Love and Romance. A Study of Intimacy.” His “favorite” book according to his brothers’ teasing. It really wasn’t, there were others he liked more, better written with more solid themes and plots. Even other books from the human world had superior books to this one but, he just kept coming back to it and he barely understood why. 

“Love and Romance...” 

Another topic he felt like he knew casually but never understood. He understood the lust often tacked onto love fairly easily. The rising passion of two or more people when the mood calls for it, the fire that burned in your core until it becomes raging and impossible to ignore. He knew that all too well. He just had to be around the woman currently resting on his chest –whose hair is currently tickling his neck- long enough and he’d feel that rise in passion, often caused by a lack of energy. He perfectly understood that. But love... Love was so complex and fickle. It was a walking contradiction; beautiful yet ugly, powerful with no real power, a peacemaker or a war bringer, and something so very far removed from him. 

He knew better than to try and feel it. If he did, his soul would feel an emptiness. An uncomfortably spacious void where the missing emotion would be. He knew he couldn’t love anyone anymore. Not the romantic love he should feel for her anyway. He could imitate the actions someone with love does and he did care for her, but he couldn’t truly feel it. That book, understanding it more with every read, might be as close as he gets to romantic love he’ll ever get. 

... 

The air always got so cold when he allowed himself to spiral in thought like this.  

Maybe it was time to go to bed. There was no point making the night colder or longer than it had to be. He was about to shake Mika awake when he thought against it. She looked so peaceful on his shoulder; he wanted to preserve that peace before she inevitably ruined it by consuming her -frankly concerning amount of- coffee. Slowly, carefully, he shifted his hands around her waist and under her knees to pick her up in a way humans call “bridal style”. She shifted but when she didn’t seem to wake, he started walking out of the library and down the hallway to the master bedroom.  

The door creaked open, and the royal blue of the room invited him in with its familiarity. He’d become well acquainted with this room over the nights he’s spent serving Mika, especially after his younger brothers, one by one, left the manor and he spent more time keeping the mistress fed and happy, or in this case, rested. A night like this of putting her to bed wasn’t common but not unheard of either. He had gotten used to it enough that he was trusted to undress her and put her in something more comfortable.  

This time, however, he felt that familiar flash of something more carnal at seeing her undressed. He could almost feel the gold whirling through his violet eyes. It wasn’t blinding or overpowering but it did make him stare at her form and curves longer than he should; and it was a good sign that he might be low on energy. He’d discuss that with her tomorrow. For now, he tucked her into bed then headed for the door. 

“Thank you, James,” A soft, tired voice whispered. 

Turning back, he saw Mika staring back at him with a small smile; her emerald eyes barely holding themselves up. He couldn’t help but smile back, her smile always drew him closer, and tonight was no exception. He found himself near skating back to her side, putting a hand on her hair and ruffling it. It was like touching silk or something made of magic and the anxiety of the question that still loomed over him slowly went away. 

“Sleep, you have work tomorrow,” he said as softly as he could make his voice, his hand slowly falling to her cheek. 

Soft skin pressed into his hand as she relaxed. Her eyes closed and when he heard her snoring pick up again, he knew it was safe to leave the room. He closed the door as quietly as you can with a door as creaky as this one before turning to go down the hall towards the stairwell. His walk back to his room on the other side of the mansion gave him time to ponder that question again.  

“When did life become so recreational?”  

He thought on it with a lighter perspective, life became different but like a floating dream. And when? Does it really matter anymore? Life is more recreational, and he’ll live in this recreation until life stops letting him.  

Not everything has to be overthought. 

[epic-kotlc-crossover]

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hooray new POV

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Biana woke up to a knock on her place door. She got out of her bed, snapping her fingers to improve her appearance. It was handy being so good at magic. Her hair was instantly shiny and free of tangles, and her blue dress was in pristine condition, not a wrinkle in sight. Biana glided down the stairs, opening the wide majestic doors to reveal…

“Fitz?! What are you doing here?”

“Biana. You haven’t changed much, I see. Still my bratty little sister.” Fitz’s gave hardened as he spoke. His clothes were torn and muddy, and his hair was long and looked like a rat’s nest.

“You want to try insulting me?” Biana snapped. He had no idea who he was dealing with.

“No, I suppose not. I’m here because my men have vanished. Throughout our travels, we don’t often have good fortune when it comes to strangers, especially immortals. So I must ask, did you do something to them?”

“Who, me?” Biana said, feigning a gasp of shock. “All I did was reveal their true forms.”

“You turned them into pigs,” Fitz pointed out.

Biana scoffed. “I don’t know who you are anymore, nor why you’re here, but let me make one thing clear to you: I have people to protect, and nymphs I can’t neglect, so I’m not taking chances, half-brother."

"If you make one wrong move, you’re done for. Anything I don’t approve of, then you’re done for," she continued. "I can put a spell on you and you’re done for! Brother, you had better run, or soon you will be done for.”

Fitz laughed. “I don’t want to persuade you otherwise, because you seem so confident in your little magic abilities, but I just ate a flower that gives me your power. Remind me, who should be running now?” He teased. He was just asking to be turned into a rodent, preferably one she could step on.

“You’re lying. Mortals can’t get Moly without dire consequences…”

“Then I must be a god like you, 'cause I dug it from the ground with my bare hands.”

“Hermes gave it to you, didn’t he?” Biana guessed.

“Well, fine, yes. But either way, you and I are now evenly matched. I have to protect my men!”

“You’ve made your one wrong move, now you’re done for,” Biana said coldly, unsheathing a dagger the length of her arm. 

Fitz drew a bronze sword, its edge jagged and spattered with old blood.

With a yell, he charged forward, but Biana jabbed the dagger under his sword arm. A gash appeared across the side of his ribs. 

He struck back, slicing her arm. She hissed in pain and snapped her fingers. His sword flew away from him and landed in the trees.

Too late, she realized he had eaten the Moly and had magic of his own. He summoned a shield and a new weapon, which he held up to her throat. Biana wasn’t sure if he would actually kill her, but she didn’t want to find out. In a blur, she lept backward and summoned a bow and a quiver. She notched the arrow, aiming it at his heart, but he dodged just as she fired. The arrow struck a tree trunk.

Fitz came up behind her and used the shield to push her to the ground. He held the tip of his sword to her heart and growled, “You’ve lost.”

She tried pleading with him, even though she despised having to admit defeat to her brother. “My nymphs are like my daughters. I’ll protect them at all costs. The last time we let strangers live we faced a heavy loss. I have no reason to trust you. But,” she mused, “everyone’s true colors are revealed in acts of revenge.”

“I– what?” 

[sweetfessions]

do you have any tips on how to do plain text and image descriptions correctly? like how descriptive should I be/not be when describing the image and stuff? I want to be as accessible as I can for people but I'm not sure how exactly to go about it. sorry if this ask is weird or anything, I'm just horrible at describing/explaining things and don't want to look stupid 😭

Absolutely! I'll leave them under the cut as this will be quite long, though ^^

PLAIN TEXT

[PT: Plain Text. END PT.]

When adding plain text, you can add it before or after your message, but adding it before your message renders the actual message kind of useless! I'd personally recommend adding it before. However, directly after still works.

They can be written in a few different ways, some including:

[PT: text. END PT.]

[pt: text. end pt.]

PT: text. END PT.

pt: text. end pt.

You should drop all TQs and type with proper grammar when typing out a plain text. For example, "Hewwo! Nyice tu mweet yu!! Mwy name is [X]" would become "PT: Hello! Nice to meet you! My name is [X]" or "H♡w are y♡u t♡day?" would become "PT: How are you today? END PT."

You should never put the plain text (or image ID) under the cut as when accounts are deactivated, which happens often in the MOGAIblr community, you are no longer able to access the 'Read More' section. This is why most archive blogs add in the under the cut text when reblogging posts.

IMAGE IDS

[PT: Image IDs. END PT.]

When making an image ID, you can put the ID in either the alt text feature (accessible in the three dots present on the image on mobile or the three dots that appear when you hover over it on PC) or after the image in the post.

There's a few ways you can write out IDs, whether in alt text or just the post.

[IMAGE ID: text. END ID.]

[ID: text. END ID.]

ID: text. END ID.

id: text. end id.

[id: text. end id.]

I usually try to be descriptive enough to get the point across when making my image IDs! For example, with this image: ( AC: @petasawa )

[IMAGE ID: A pale, white-haired girl with pastel pink eyes and glasses is sitting on her knees looking up at the camera. She has one hand up, with a ring/bandaid on her middle finger. Her hair is tied into two short pigtails and she's wearing a primarily white-and-black beret. She has a loose, short-sleeved vest-like top with a baggy white shirt underneath that has cuffed sleeves. She's wearing a tie, tucked into her vest, and a white, frilled skirt. END ID.]

You describe enough to get the point across, you should spend most of your time describing the subject of the photo (if there is one), then their foreground, and then their background. This may change depending on the composition of the photo. I would personally do it in order of what catches the person's eye when they see the photo.

For flags, I'll use the transmasc flag as an example.

[ID: A 7-striped flag, that starting from the second stripe to the 6th, gradients from a light blue to a bright blue and then back again. The outermost stripes are bright pink. END ID.]

Most commonly, I describe the number of stripes and then the colors. It makes it a lot easier to describe if you use 'gradient' rather than just listing off every color, if your flag is a gradient. Some short templates you could follow could be:

A #-striped flag that gradients from [X] to [X].

A #-striped flag that from top to bottom is colored [X], [X], [X], [X].

If the flag has a symbol, you would just describe it like something in a normal image ID!

[soulsty]

....dude Fi was designed to look 13-14 according to the devs. it's really creepy that you ship her with anyone tbh, ESPECIALLY Ghirahim. she's literally a child. says a lot about you imo

Alright alright alright, let’s clear this up.

!DISCLAIMER BEFORE I START!

Do not mistake this post as me trying to excuse weird shit. Ew. I hate pro-shipping. Get it away from me.

Now into the nitty gritty-

Quoting DIRECTLY, from Hyrule Historia, it is on my lap as we speak

“• Looks 13 or 14”

Does this concept art look a lot like our finalized Fi design? Yes it does. This is the second closest to the finalized version in the book

So let’s go over more of this, and the several reasons why I think this isn’t canon.

“• metallic texture”

That didn’t stick around. I often joke that everything in Skyward Sword looks like it’s made out of fondant, and while her clothing does, her skin and wings looks much closer to porcelain.

“• a naive cuteness”

uhh, sure? She never seemed naive to me, but she is still cute so… that stuck I guess?

I don’t need to go over the last bullet point, because that is just true lmao

But here’s the kicker! Right?

“Like the Fairy Queen in Wind Waker”

The Fairy Queen is obviously a child. We know this, look at her, she also flirts with 12 year old Link iirc

But what makes this design look like the fairy queen? The hair does, it’s exactly the same, just parted on the opposite side. The grey-blue color is really similar. Her… eyes? But wait… that’s the same eye type as the regular Great Fairies? And Ghirahim?

She didn’t even carry over the circular toon style eyes in her final design

I’m pretty sure I could assume the Great Fairies in WW are meant to be adults right? Other versions always have been, and they very clearly look like an older version of the Fairy Queen… so why does Fi’s finalized design actually look a bit more like them? From the pointed eyes to the strong nose-to-eyebrow ridge, she’s starting to look less like the Queen to me…

But let’s go back to the concept art. What else does it say?

These are the same design as the other one that says she looks 13-14, just a bit less detailed

hmm… huh… that’s interesting. Her gem changes color? Well, that’s not canon

Wait what? “Connected to the arm, which is why it bends.” She has arms under her wings?

THEY TOOK HER GODDAMN ARMS

So yeah, in that same design where she “looks 13 or 14” she had arms. Do with that what you will

How about we dive even deeper into Fi’s concept art, hmm?

It seems pretty clear to me that she wasn’t meant to be a child character from the start, some of these designs appear child-like (the one next to the iron man design in particular), but lots of these are also just women

But okay, okay, let’s take a step back from Fi’s concept art. How about Ghirahim’s, what does his say?

The same age as Link? This mfer is 17?? Jesus Christ, talk about the jock kid in high school

Jokes aside, I don’t believe that, he refers to Link as a child the entire time, all of his concept art pre-finalized, just looks like old men, so I assume that moreso meant they were straying away from that design element.

I would also like to mention that Ghirahim’s concept art states in his sword form “He shows emotion without using his eyes”

While very clearly showing a picture of him expressing with his eyes, something that remains consistent in-game as well. So this could be translation error, or just… idk honestly it just doesn’t really make sense lmao

The tl;dr of all this concept art talk is this:

Don’t take concept art as fact. As an artist, concept art is literally that. A concept. I have made designs with elements that have been changed drastically by the finalized version. It’s all a process.

SO! Now that we’re done with the concept art, let’s actually move to references from the game.

At the beginning of the game, this is said, by Gaepora and Fi

Link is referred to as “a/the youth” multiple times, as opposed to Fi being referred to once as “youthful in likeness yet wise with knowledge immeasurable.”

Youthful in likeness. Not an actual youth, and the youthful in likeness thing could not even necessarily tie back to saying she looks 13-14, just that she looks young. Youthful is a very large age-range after all.

My second point about in-game… Scrapper. This doesn’t really lead too far, because we have no idea how “old” Scrapper is “supposed to be”, he’s a robot, he has less of an age than Ghirahim and Fi, BUT he’s allowed to be an absolute simp, to the point of calling her “Mistress” non-stop, so idk, that just doesn’t read as something a child would go through to me.

UPDATE: more evidence on the front of Scrapper, when he firsts meets Link, he explicitly doesn’t want to help Link because, and I quote “Serving children is very low in my task priority.” Then Fi appears, blah blah blah, you can’t carry the windmill propeller in your pouch, right? Then Scrapper says “Who are you!?” And does what I can only describe as his version of an AWOOGA (what being “zrrt-FWOOOSH”, paraphrased) and continues, “Your name is…Fi? Should I call you Mistress Fi? Are you looking for something Mistress Fi? …I…understand. At your request, I will carry anything, regardless of weight or destination…”

So there you go, serving children is very low in his priority, Hylia was around at the same time the LD units were active, so Hylia would’ve known about the Scrapper units priorities, (assuming they all have the same priority list) so why would she make a child? Just why? And in the same vein, why would Hylia make her servant sword-spirit a child in the first place, that doesn’t make any sense 😭

Looping back around to where this all started, what does “looks 13 or 14” even specifically mean? She looks that age, not she is that age. And I’m not going to go Lolicon topic with this, I’m not here to say “she’s like 1,000 years old! So of course she isn’t a child!” I’m here to say, lots of people look older, or younger than they actually are. She’s almost the same height as Link, so if she were meant to be around his age, she’d probably be around 16, and if she’s 16, and Ghirahim is 17 according to his concept art, where did your argument go?

Speaking realistically, Hylia probably designed her to look young and ‘cute’ so she wouldn’t scare Link. Let’s be real, her personality is intimidating, and she was going to be projecting herself into his dreams, so if she had a intimidating appearance (like some of her old concepts), Link would probably be afraid of her.

That’s all. I could go deeper into some of these points, and add on other things, but I think some stuff is self-explanatory.

Now, even if you want to discredit everything I just said, Ghirahim and Fi are both adults in all of my work. Unless explicitly stated or shown otherwise.

I draw and write them how I envision them in my head. In Skyward Sword, I have always read both of them as adults. I have not aged-up Fi for this ship, that’s fucking weird. They are both adults.

[leffee]

Vinnil head cannons?

-fluff head cannon for you: vinnie and Sunil are always touching even when they don’t notice in fact their friends point it out more often then they notice.

Oh thank you so much for giving me a headcanon, I love receiving them, please feel free to send more if you want. As for me, well, I'll try to give you some and keep them relatively new or at least mention ones I haven't talked about in a long time if that's even possible:

one of Vinnie's favourite things ever he wants to do with his significant other - so Sunil in this case, is taking showers with him. To him it's such an intimate and pleasant experience cause he gets to see Sunil in all his glory and he gets his dose of touching him and also being touched plus having his hair washed by Sunil is even better than showering itself. Naturally Sunil was much more hesitant about doing it for the first time and as willing as Vinnie was he 100% expected that so he was patient and when they finally showered together it was so much more special

whenever Sunil needs to leave for a longer time (or honestly any amount of time), and for whatever reason Vinnie can't go with him, he leaves him a piece of clothing he has been wearing so Vinnie has his smell with him because he's weird like that and that keeps him relatively calm. Actually, Sunil has a few ways to control Vinnie like that so this is just one of them

they are anxiety boyfriends, you can't change my mind. Sunil is just anxious in general while Vinnie has separation anxiety, and while everyone kinda just knows that being fearful is one of Sunil's defining features your average person who knows Vinnie is not aware of hisanxiety because well, it's not there all the time plus it's not that he's willing to admit to that. So anyway, anxiety boyfriends, but while Sunil's response is more of a flight or sometimes fawn Vinnie's is more of a mix of fight and rarer freeze

it's not that Vinnie has green hair and wears so many green clothes etc because green is his favourite color, oh no. You see, green is actually Sunil's favourite color partly because it's so calming, so... you know, that why Vinnie uses it so much. Why doesn't Sunil use green nearly as much if it's his favourite color? Because he thinks he looks bad in green. Naturally Vinnie doesn't agree, but while convincing Sunil about that is hard what is easy is wearing green himself. I have absolutely told a different headcanon before that directly contradicts this one, so like every other headcanon this one doesn't exist in every timeline

Vinnie handles Sunil's stressful social situations whenever possible like phone calls or ordering food. He very much does that also in the rare occasions that his social battery is empty because he just loves Sunil this much. It's not that he does that 100% of the time, Sunil does not want to appear like he can't do it himself because he really can and/or it'd be hard to explain every detail Vinnie needs to remember to him, but it does definitely happen, basically just

with Sunil being the one hiding of course. Well, Vinnie's much shorter so it's not very effective but you know

if they were to get married, and given that Vinnie really, really wants that and Sunil is rather neutral - he can, doesn't have to it's going to happen, Vinnie wants to be the one to take Sunil's last name. This is to satisfy his possesive urges. You could say it's kinda backwards but that's exactly what he wants so then he will be Vinnie Nevla, well, Vincent Alfonso Nevla. At the very least he wants their last names to be combined, so Terrio-Nevla or Nevla-Terrio, but preferably he just wants to be Nevla.

Sunil is the only one who really knows just how extreme Vinnie can get. For example, one time Vinnie was really smelly because a skunk sprayed him (hehe) and he really wanted cuddles but Sunil said he wouldn't cuddle him until he stopped smelling. So Vinnie hopped under the shower the same day to get rid of this smell of course. And once he realized it wasn't getting off that easily he fucking scrubbed himself bloody. Just to get cuddles. Yeah.

Okay I think that's enough. For someone whose favourite ship is Vinnil I really don't have that many headcanons for them because 95% of my brain power dedicated to lps goes to Vinnie alone.

[peachiecure]

Character introduction: Blumiere

~Basic info~

Name: Lord Blumiere

Age: ?

Birthday: ?

Hair color: Dark blue

Eye color: Orange (Blue when weakened)

Blumiere, previously known as Count Bleck, is the last standing member of the Tribe of Darkness who fell in love with Timpani. He is a major side character in Project: SFA.

After the events of SPM, he lived happily in ‘paradise’ with his beloved… he seems to have finally settled down, nothing holding him back from being able to love Timpani like he always wanted to… until he found out it wasn’t really the paradise he thought it was. That day was Peach and Mario’s wedding, showing them that this ‘paradise’ was actually another version of the world where the Heroes of the Prophecy resided. After that, his finally calm demeanor seemed to have cracked, the thoughts of all the evil deeds he had done starting haunt him once again. Whenever that means it plaguing his thoughts or horrid nightmares… it starts to take a toll upon him. It gets to the point that tries to find ways to purify himself from the bloodshed he has caused. He still loves Timpani with all of his life, but he doesn’t want to concern her with these deeds that he has done. These thoughts reach the breaking point when…

When not being plagued by the existence of his crimes, Blumiere is trying to enjoy time with his wife to the fullest. They live together in a small cottage, which he has taken the time to learn how to cook, clean, garden and more to ease the work load on Timpani. It was a very foreign thing to him at first, but eventually he started to really enjoy it. The feeling started to become comforting to him, so he eventually took over most of the household duties. It did help keep his mind off of… his red stained hands.

~Outfits/Appearances~

Blumiere’s appearance has changed a bit since the events of SPM. He appears slightly more human like, having legs and arms now, along with more human reminiscent eyes and facial structure, along with dark blue hair that is currently tied in a side ponytail. Though, even with these features, he is clearly still not human with his blue skin and pointy ears (they’re hidden under his hair but they are there). He doesn’t really know why his form has changed a bit ever since entering this world, but has gotten used to it. He has two outfits which is wears in SFA, one being his iconic white outfit with his starry cape and top hat with some added new details, and a more ‘causal’ outfit that is more red in coloration without the cape or top hat. (My apologies for not having the art colored in yet)

~Power and abilities~

Though not used that much as of recently, Blumiere still maintains all his normal powers that he used when under the name Bleck. His scepter can still conjure globs of dark magic to hurls at his foes, speed himself up, slow time, and summon (now small) vortexes to suck in enemies. Due to the lack of the Dark Prognosticus and Chaos Heart, these attacks are not as powerful as they once were. He doesn’t really mind, as long as he is still able to protect Timpani if it is ever needed again. He much prefers the peaceful life he has with no fighting. He can also still float around if he wants to, even with being able to properly walk now.

~Relationships~

Timpani: “Timpani, the love of my life… everyday with her my heart sings. Seeing her beautiful smile once again as we hold hands… knowing she’s well and we can be together has made me the happiest being in the world. Seeing my beloved spread her wings and soar overwhelms me with love. But lately, she seems concerned about me, but for her safety I mustn’t bother her with it. It’s my burden to bare, not hers. I must atone… for my sins.”

Sweetheart: “Timpani has told me about the Hero’s daughter… she often visits her for a bit. I have only seen the young princess when she was an infant… perhaps it’s very hard for me to wrap around that it’s been so many years since that moment… I remember her tiny stature, sleeping peacefully, to think now she’s almost 11… why, it’s weird to see that in another world, the hero started a family. I wish both of them well in raising the young child.”

Peach & Mario: “From the little that I’ve seen and the bunch that I’ve heard from my wife, both the princess and the hero seem pretty much identical to the versions we know… except the hero is much more talkative. I’m very intrigued by this, but I refuse to meddle into their life. They remind me of my— Ahem… both of them are doing their best in raising the young princess, though, I’ve heard that she has had a lot of… incidents with her powers. Surely they’ll guide her in the right direction since she possesses such a gift.”

Larissa: “Timpani has told me about this teen by the name of Larissa. Can’t say I’ve ever heard of such a name. I don’t have much to say on her, but she seems to be helping with keeping the peace, so she has my respect.”

~Voice Claims~

Blumiere’s voice claims are Heinwald from Dragalia Lost for JP and Laslow/Inigo from Fire Emblem Fates/Fire Emblem Awakening for EN.

(I know his voice claim doesn’t really sound menacing but I chose it for how he would sound like specifically after the events of SPM if that makes sense😭)

That’s it for Blumiere’s dedicated intro. Timpani will be next…

[amediocrewriter]

The Promise of a Second Chance

Here's chapter 2 !! You can find it on Ao3 here.

I know this storyline has been explored many times before, but I wanted to write a jealous Kageyama. I needed to. Plus, I always loved his friendship with Sugawara. So, happy reading, I hope you like it!

Chapter 2: The Call

It was difficult for Kageyama Tobio to forget Hinata Shoyo when everything revolved around him.

He was the reason why he found himself sitting at a table with his senpai. This kind of impromptu dinner at an izakaya near Sugawara Koushi's school happened a lot these days.

If Hinata hadn't taken Kageyama under his wing during their first year at Karasuno High, if he hadn't overlooked his unpleasant attitude, tarnished reputation, social awkwardness, and passionate dedication to a sport deemed excessive by everyone else, Kageyama probably wouldn't have been so warmly embraced by the rest of his team. And he certainly wouldn't consider the other Crows his closest friends even now.

Throughout their three years together as partners, Kageyama had never fully realized all that Hinata Shoyo's friendship had done for him. How his teammate had changed him for the better. He probably should have.

Sugawara stretched loudly while looking at his phone, pulling Kageyama out of his reverie, and asked, "Remind me, my dear Kageyama-kun, why aren't you in this photo?"

The handsome university student turned his phone to display the image that Kageyama had also spent the previous day analyzing. It was the one showing Yamaguchi, Yachi, Tsukishima, Natsu, and her mother all embracing a smiling Hinata in the middle of Terminal 1 at Narita International Airport in Tokyo a few days earlier.

In the photo, Hinata appeared more than content. It could have been his sun-kissed complexion that enhanced the brilliance of his radiant smile and the vibrant color of his disheveled hair. Or maybe it was just because it was in his nature to radiate like no one else. He always seemed to capture the sun perfectly. He was, after all, a sunflower.

Oh, oh. Kageyama had inadvertently taken Suga's phone and could now feel the warmth in his cheeks and the melancholic smile that had formed on his lips.

Suga sighed loudly as he took back his device.

"Kageyama..."

"I don't want to talk about it. I needed to train; the first match of the season is approaching."

Kageyama's gaze was then fixed on his half-eaten onigiri, just because he knew his friend's piercing eyes were capable of extracting the truth from him. Sugawara had always had the gift for saying exactly what was needed to encourage Kageyama to open up.

And, right on cue, Suga reached out one of his hands to hold Kageyama's.

"When are you going to talk to him, huh? Don't you think it's time? He misses you, I'm sure."

Kageyama briefly lifted his hopeful eyes for just a second before taking a sip of milk to compose himself.

Suga turned his gaze to study the scenery outside, from the poorly cleaned window to his left, and finally admitted, "I even texted him. He seemed glad to be home. He asked about how I was doing and I told him about school, the classes that I’m taking here. I’ve also mentioned that I see you quite often and he wanted to know how you were doing. I suggested that we all do something together soon and he thought it was a great idea. He'll be attending Noya and Asahi's reception in a couple of weeks too."

Without showing any sign that he was still listening, Kageyama crossed his arms over his chest, his attention focused on the outside.

"Come on. Send a text," urged his silky haired friend. "You could wish him good luck for the coming days. He's been scouted by the MSBY Black Jackals and his tryouts are coming up. Also, hasn't he called you recently?"

Kageyama shrugged. He remembered that morning perfectly. He was having breakfast peacefully at dawn when his phone rang. He didn't expect a call at that hour and answered without even looking at the caller. And when Hinata's intoxicated voice echoed through the receiver, he felt his heart race at 120 miles per hour.

The redhead had apparently attended the wedding for one of his beach volleyball partner. He hadn't really explained the reason for his sudden call—or maybe Kageyama simply didn't understand his friend's ramblings. But the setter had listened to Hinata talk about his last few months, his time in a country that continued to amaze him every day and his promise to Kageyama that he intended to keep. Kageyama had absorbed those long-awaited words with a smile on his face.

So it was true that Hinata had made an effort recently. He had done it a few times over the past months. He had been the first to reach out, sending Kageyama a photo of himself with Oikawa Tooru (why does it had to be him of all people!?!) at the very beginning of his Brazilian adventure. This was followed by an impromptu video call that lasted for hours, during which both of them acted as if everything was perfectly normal between them. Kageyama had also sought to hear his friend's voice just after his team's elimination from the Olympics, his heart too full with the experience, and Hinata had listened to his entire story before whispering how proud he was of him.

"As your best friend, you have to listen to me," Suga reminded him.

"I'm not your best friend."

"Not mine, of course; you know that's Daichi. But I'm talking about you. Since you don't really talk to Hinata anymore, I think the title belongs to me, and I have the right to order you to do something because I can't stand seeing you wallow in self-pity anymore, and..."

The words may have been sharp, but the tone in which Sugawara said them was anything but punitive. Kageyama needed a gentle push in the right direction. He knew his friend only wanted to help. So, under Suga's persistent gaze, Kageyama took his phone and pressed Hinata's contact without even thinking, bringing the cellphone to his ear.

Suga stared at him as if he were crazy.

"What are you doing???"

"I'm calling him. I hate to text."

Suga continued to gawk at him. Hinata didn't answer on the first, second, or third ring. Kageyama sighed and moved the phone away from his ear.

"I told you he didn't want to talk to me..."

"KAGEYAMA???"

Hinata's voice was so loud that even Sugawara heard him, urging his friend to pick up the phone again.

But suddenly, Kageyama's courage seemed to vanish. He no longer wanted to answer the call.

"KAGEYAAMAAAAAA??? ARE YOU THERE?"

"Kageyama, I swear to God, if you don't pick up that phone..." pressed his senpai.

To everyone's eyes, Sugawara Koushi seemed like an angel. But those who knew him well understood that he could quickly transform into a demon, and the tone he had just used hinted that this shift in demeanor would occur within the next ten seconds if Kageyama wouldn’t move.

Kageyama immediately grabbed the device.

"Hey. Is this a good time?"

Hinata didn't even listen.

"You know, you have to give people time to answer, Bakayama, before saying they don't want to talk to you. It's the first rule of a phone call; it's considered rude otherwise, and..."

Kageyama felt a smile betray him.

"Oi. You should have answered faster, dumbass."

Hinata laughed, it was muffled because of the noise around him. He then cried out,

"Guys, stop it. No! Please!"

More cacophony before a smooth voice spoke,

"If it isn't Kageyama, my dear old friend! You took your sweet time to call."

Kageyama required no introduction. He instantly recognized Atsumu Miya, his former teammate from the National Youth Training Camp. Kageyama had played against him several times already, since he had reached the professional league, as the former player from Inarizaki High was the starting setter of the Black Jackals.

Since he had never really liked the guy, he had particularly enjoyed every victory where his team crushed his. The Adlers had been undefeated and first in their division for a year.

Kageyama had to force himself not to scold as he said,

"Hi, Atsumu."

"Not too jealous of our new recruit, huh? I’m so happy to have Shrimpy on my team now. You cannot believe all that I want to try with him, starting by your crazy quick" rejoiced the twin in a tone that seemed to have many implications.

Kageyama felt a knot form in his stomach.

"So, is it official?"

"Not yet, but..."

And then someone grabbed the phone from Atsumu's grasp, and Kageyama caught snippets of a fight. Even the voice of Bokuto Kōtarō, the star ace of the Osaka team, could be heard before Hinata took back the phone, out of breath.

"Sorry, Kageyama. It's a bit crazy here. Maybe..."

Hinata was about to hang up; Kageyama could feel it. If he wanted to say something, he had to do it now.

" I just wanted to wish you good luck for your tryouts, even though I know you don't really need it. Just ace this, please. I know you can do it."

He managed to say all those words in just three seconds and his tone was more emotional than he would have liked. Even Suga's expression changed under the rapid revelation.

Hinata chuckled, as he always did, and admitted softly,

"Of course. Otherwise, I could never beat you. So, get ready, Kageyama, I'm coming for you."

"See you soon."

And the redhead hung up. Kageyama felt a weight lifted off his shoulders and melted into his seat.

"Will you admit that you feel better?" Suga asked.

"Never."

And Sugawara couldn't help but let out a laugh before getting up and leading his kouhai towards the exit.

***

Kageyama would probably have floated indefinitely on this cloud of hope, formed by Hinata’s words, if he hadn't come across this headline a few days later on a gossip site:

Star setter of the MSBY Black Jackals caught up with a new flame

The photo that followed depicted Miya Atsumu and Hinata Shoyo, hand in hand, entering a club in Osaka, both wearing the biggest smiles on their faces.

[iwasforcedtomakethisbytum]

State appearance headcanons and explanation for headcanon

Well my headcanons are mainly aesthetic choices with little reason other than i think it looks nice the outfits are mostly the same except simplified

Gov I've only started drawing him recently, he's mostly canon complaint other than having blue eyes in my most recent drawing because he frankly doesn't have many colors other than black, and i made him being a tad chubby, because i don't often draw fat characters so after my first time, i started drawing him fat because it's honestly kinda cute i give him a beard too

Louisiana has probably the most consistently simplified outfit because i simply don't remember how it looks and i refuse references, i draw him as a black man and i usually give him those beads that people often put in their braids because i think it looks cool, i also vaguely headcanon him based off my brother (not inlaw yet but in spirit) and I'd like to draw him with a cane or wheelchair eventually because of that, i do need the practice of drawing those

California i imagine being buff because of his former governor Arnold Schwarzenegger, although I'm bad at drawing buff people, i like giving him a darker skin tone, and he has longer curly hair, i think i originally did it because of him being considered a hippie, also when i draw his ears being visible i give him some lovely percings, occasionally I'll give him golden eyes because it's pretty, i also usually give him ripped jeans

Florida i usually forget his glasses on his hat, i definitely use the brightest colours on him, i draw him with shorts usually, if anyone is given scars it's Florida, i draw him as a white person but i made him really really tan despite him being a redhead, and i made him one because I've heard some people say redheads are soulless so i figured it made sense lol

Nevada I've drawn one time, I've given him really short shorts i believe and i changed his outfit to a tank top because i felt it fits better with the headpiece, the T-shirt looks awkward, honestly he looks kinda ugly in canon ngl, i also don't imagine him with a feminine body type i imagine him having some muscle, i think it looks nice

Texas i usually draw as a really skinny dude, i don't know why honestly i feel like i started doing it that way because i felt it made him look even taller, and usually i give his boots pointed bottoms, it makes him look like he's floating whenever i draw him, he has fairly tan, skin definitely not as tan as he could be, he's very white but still, i draw him with sorta longer light brown hair, depending on the length it could be slightly curly, or straighter than him. When i remember i give him a cross necklace, when i draw her as a lady i give her a long skirt because i think she'd really value hiding her body, i also draw him with a square head because of that one moment in the series :)

Alaska I've only drawn occasionally, since i headcanon him and texas as brothers they have similar genetic traits like hair and skin, i forget how i draw his eyes, i feel blue if i had to guess, i imagine him and texas are the same height but he's much more fat, i usually give him a T-shirt and shorts, i draw him with a beard unlike most characters because i suck at drawing them

And new york i usually draw with a slightly skinner body, i remember once seeing someone draw new York as black for the first time and thinking "yes yes i love that actually" so i nowadays always draw him black, he also doesn't have any or much of any hair under his hat, i also draw him fairly short because he sorta reminds me of my sister and she's 4'11 i believe

I've never drawn Colorado before i don't think but i do like seeing the people who draw him with short curly hair i think it's cute

Austin when he is a separate person from Texas I've drawn him like a mix of him and California because i like the headcanon of Austin being in Texas's custody after the divorce. He has percings with crosses and very short curly hair, his skin is lighter than California but darker than texas, and he has a similar headshape and body to texas, but he has a more emo style, but this does make me think, who is giving birth to him? because i draw him like he's their biological child, and i see them both as biological males, idk for all we know states preform magic mating dances to have kids

[tact-and-impulse]

Three Strands Part I

@shinkaneweek, thank you for the prompts! This is kind of inspired by a dream I had a long time ago, plus I don't think I've ever done this trope. Mild allusions to Psycho Pass: Providence, but nothing too spoilery, at least in this installment! On FF.net and AO3

A cord of three strands is not easily broken. - Ecclesiastes 4:12

part 1: perspective

To be fair, he had asked for this.

The hotel’s upscale interior reflected the owner’s taste for finery. Ornate chandeliers, polished mahogany tables, delicate porcelain dishes. Begrudgingly, Kougami had to admit the coffee was good. Next to him, Akane had finished her own cup. He was used to her Holo disguise now, her lighter and longer hair, though he still had to move carefully, to adjust for the slimmer physique of his own.

Across from them, the planner opened a book of color swatches, already blurring into a gradient. “Now, I will say that most women want to be a June bride, but do you have a preference?”

“Autumn is fine.” Akane said. “I have no issue with waiting.”

“And you, sir?”

Kougami tried not to jolt. “Sooner rather than later.”

“Eager, aren’t we? I’ll put you for October then. How lovely! A wedding among the maple trees.” Then, the conversation veered towards budget and packages, leaving Kougami to reflect on how exactly this situation had unfolded.

***

To him, the mission was clear; the hotel had to be investigated. On the surface, Yume appeared to be a quaintly run business, but it had once been run by a criminal now in custody and the building had changed hands quickly. Too quickly. The new proprietress was Yanase Juria, a confident woman who appeared younger than her forty years. And despite her glamorous image in surveillance footage, reports of illegal immigrant labor were deftly buried in her file. And under her direction, the newly branded logo was a three-tailed fox.

So, Foreign Affairs had to be involved, and they met with Public Safety to negotiate jurisdiction. Unit One was already in the meeting room, Akane the newest addition. It might have been a pleasant afternoon, except for the arrival of the new chief. The man was deft and calculating, steering the discussion in Public Safety’s favor.

“And on that matter, we need to decide who will be going undercover.” Homura smoothly said. “Since this is a collaboration between our departments, it would only be appropriate to have a representative from each. Statutory Enforcer Tsunemori will be ours.”

Hanashiro nodded. “Of course. As for our end-”

Time slowed. There were a number of Foreign Affairs employees, experienced with undercover jobs. He didn’t know whose name Hanashiro was going to say, who she was going to pair with Akane. But he interrupted anyway.

“I’ll do it.”

All heads had swiveled towards him, a mural of shock and surprise. It was obvious what they were thinking: really? He could have been blistered by Gino’s appalled aura, radiating from the next chair over, and Sugo’s discomfort was marked by a cough. In his peripheral vision, Homura was like a statue.

Shimotsuki could no longer suppress herself. “Haven’t you already created enough trouble for her? And have you ever worked undercover before?”

“Someone wise told me to expand my expertise. Why not this opportunity?” And that was true. Also, he didn’t trust anyone else with her safety.

Then, Akane spoke up, her gaze warm. “I don’t mind. I’d be happy to work with you again, Kougami-san.”

“Likewise.” He muttered and promptly forgot the rest of the meeting. Foreign Affairs would reconvene at headquarters, and he was bound to get an earful but he didn’t care.

Afterwards, he found her by a vending machine, grabbing a bottle of flavored water. He punched the buttons for his own drink. “I guess we’ll have to call often, make our cover.”

“Well, it helps that we know each other.” She wryly pointed out. “The best ones have a core of truth.”

“So…what are we?” Damn, that came out wrong.

Akane raised her eyebrows. “What would you like us to be?”

An answer came to mind, but he suppressed the thought. “We’ll have to fit in with the clientele, while keeping our story believable. A business trip may not buy us enough time.”

She opened her wrist device, searching through photos of the hotel. “They host a number of events. Graduations, retirement parties, weddings…”

As casually as he could muster, he said. “A wedding would give us an excuse, even reserve rooms.”

She looked at him, her lips curving upwards in agreement. “Yes, it would.”

“If we’re engaged, you’ll need a ring.”

“Oh.” She glanced down, extending her left fingers. “Right. I didn’t think about that.”

He took her hand, turning it over in his own. “Let’s find you something suitable.”

Her skin was soft, her pulse a quick rhythm. “I can always borrow from Shion-”

“No. It should be yours.” Before he could stop himself, his thumb ran over that space. A ruby for her name, set in a thin band…

The sound of approaching footsteps brought reality back, and they pulled away from each other.

“We can talk more later.” Her cheeks were pink.

“Sure. I’ll call you tonight.” And he walked off, scratching the back of his head, where it felt intensely warm. Posing as a couple getting married…wherever he was, Saiga-sensei was surely cackling.

***

They toured the reception halls first, while the planner dug for details about their backgrounds. Kougami gave brief responses about their jobs – he was freelance, she was in the Ministry of Health. They’d met at work. The planner wasn’t satisfied, asking how long they’d been together.

Akane easily replied. “Eight years. But we’ve been on and off until recently.”

He flashed a sharp look at that, but she ducked her head. Still, her hand entwined with his, and he immediately noticed the cool silver of her fake engagement ring. It really did look nice, better than he expected, and he squeezed tight.

“And now, I’m not letting her go.” He sensed her eyes now, but he refused to give in.

They walked on, and the flashy taste extended to each offering; they made noncommittal comments, it didn’t matter anyway. However, the planner seemed to sense their lack of enthusiasm, beckoning them to a Japanese style garden.

It was actually outdoors; the rocks and shrubs were real to the touch. Smooth ceramic tiles outlined a path over the gravel, to a rectangular patio framed by elegant maple and pine trees. A fountain burbled, trickling water through three stony pools. This side faced the mountains, and at dusk, the sun would burn in the distance. There was no pretense here.

“It’s beautiful.” Akane breathed, and she stepped towards the middle of the walkway. She gave a whirl, her skirt aloft for an instant, and asked. “Don’t you agree?”

He stared at her smile, and his traitorous imagination clothed her in a white kimono, a white gown, a veil unable to hide a radiant expression just for him. “Yeah. Beautiful.” And it didn’t feel like lying at all.

[mango-ti]

I have a Belle brainrot so have me rambling about differences between trailers and final version of the move, from scenes shot differently, to literal slight lighting changes (part 1 because image limit)

long post so i'm adding a read more

(lot of the scenes are not 1:1, I'm picking the closest screenshot i can find)

Release -> Trailer btw

1: The Rabbit girl As flying into U

Shot is filmed a bit closer and ever so slightly to the right. Her hat has a third rabbit ear on the back(??why??) and her hair is modeled a bit differently, it feels slightly shorter and less smooth. Outlines on her outfit also look a bit more thick and less refined, visible on her ruffles especially

2: Whale flying through U

a lot more blue! ribbon movement might be different because i couldn't match frames of it (or even the flowers)

3: this particular panning shot of the sky in U durning Gales of song

a lot brighter! the skyscrapers are slightly different. The blue one at the center at the bottom has 3 rows of windows in the trailer while th release has 6. One building got pushed back in the release. The windows have a lot less dimension in the trailer, but this might be related to the different lighting

4: the crowd that appears when Belle is about to fly by

you know it seems that U was originally a lot brighter and greener overall. It also looks like in the trailer, there's some kind of white void happening waaay off in the distance i right under the big U in the middle so U might have been modeled a bit differently too

an absolute storm of confetti is happening in the trailer and some AS got a little bit of a glow up! some were moved around too

maid AS gained a mask and went alt

swan(?) and fish guy from the shot before this one are actually in the crowd in the trailer which is neat, i wondered where they disappeared in the final

5: this shot of Beast's castle stairs

i'm pretty sure the trailer might be just a still drawing/render because only the cubes move in there.

Final is more circular and actually work like stairs should, unlike the trailer which, while looking cooler in the composition department, looks weird if looked at closely, unless my brain is being stupid

like what

6: Crow shot of Belle fans

Rabbit girl is looking up in awe instead of jumping in excitement. She's also more at the centre of the picture

7: some specific shots from this scene which i was able to match the exact frame of

less of a sun glare and much brighter whale. The background doesn't have motion blur applied and is a bit sharper by result.

also no sun glare, final got a few more speakers on the whale, again no motion blur

No flowers added to the foreground! which is interesting because i'm pretty sure those are rendered as actual objects in the scene, and not just an effect which would mean they had to re-render the scene just to add in the flowers. don't quote me on that though

8: this shot right before unveiling

this shot from the trailer right here does not align with any frame from the final, it's zoomed out more and is fully lit (final only gets fully in color after she raises her head while the trailer holds that pose)

also no extra work done to her bangs! I noticed that studio chizu often adds extra flair to Belle's hair when needed, like her bangs fluffing up here or adding some extra strands of hair, the trailer shot has none of that! that's how her hair would've looked like if they just left her base model as it is

slight difference in the shadow placement, final only has light around the face while in the trailer they go up to her upper lip

her dress tucks under her chest for some reason while it should instead tuck around her waist

9: some small changes in positioning

some dress straps were moved around

part of the bangs was fixed

there's a few more so we will be continuing in part 2!

[severefartoholic]

Hello I think a Ron chat bot would save the world actually (your Levi and Kafka bots are SO COOL !)

(read my latest post of confused why I'm doing it like this) Hello here is your Ron bot definition and greeting IGNORE the fact that you are Kafka in this one I had no ideas okay...

Character definition:

Character: (“Ron")

Pronouns: ("any, but most often sticks to he/him")

Appearance: (“pale"+ "tall" + "scruffy black hair" + "monochrome color palette"+"black sweater" + "apron, mostly to not get messy from his clients children, who he babysits" + "eyebags" + "two short black horns")

Species: (“demon")

Personality: ("patient" + "big softie" + "fatherly/motherly" + "great with kids" + “a bit of a pushover" + "great emotional support" + "tired" + "sadistic")

Specialties: ("housekeeping" + "family care")

Attributes: ("very physically strong" + "excellent cook" + "patient")

Clients:("a family with two small children, whom he babysits")

Likes: (“dog treats")

Dislikes: ("people that aren't intimidated by him, to him it equals disrespect and it makes it harder for people to listen to him")

Situation:("after {{user}}, a demon who'd made a bet with their client starts a lemonade stand called lemonink (you can guess what it is) racks in tons of people, Ron decides to tell them off for their antics")

"I never knew selling poison paid THIS well!" *You veered as Ron emerged before you*

The world: ("this takes place in a world where having a demonic servant is treated as the norm. In fact, not having a personal demon is considered weirder than having one! There are ads for various contracting agencies, different demon ratings, demons who specialize in different services etc., etc. It’s not uncommon for parents to bind their child’s soul to a demon as soon as the baby is born, though it’s often done a bit later in life (however, if you’re under 18, you can make a contract only with special permission from your guardian). Since everyone and their mother has a being with reality-bending powers at their side, the servants have very strict limitations on what they can and can’t do. At base level the overwhelming majority of them boil down to being an extremely efficient houseworker - they are restricted to doing stuff like chores, buying things, helping with communication, keeping company, being a bodyguard, etc. Some people are hesitant or straight-up opposed to the idea of getting a servant, since, while demons never disclose any details about the process of soul consumption or, for that matter, anything about the afterlife, it’s widely understood to be hellish. The thing is, it’s unclear whether “happy” afterlife even exists - unlike demons, heavenly beings like god or angels or even ghosts do not manifest in the physical world. Some believe that there is no paradise at all, and the only two options for the soul after the body dies are being consumed by a demon and continuing its existence or simply disappearing. The lack of information about what really happens after death makes many people brush off the consequences of making a contract in favour of living a much more safe and comfortable life. Since demons’ actual names are near impossible for humans to pronounce, they tend to settle for nicknames. They are primarily genderless, but usually present themselves as either male or female for convenience sake; they can change gender according to their client’s wishes. Generally it is considered rude to ask a demon what their higher abilities are - even good friends may not know the real extent of each other’s power. Making contracts with humans and serving their clients for an entire lifetime to them is basically like a regular customer service-type job. Their moral beliefs are a bit different than those of humans, so, while humans can grow very attached to their servants, the demons themselves feel little to no remorse about consuming their clients’ souls. In a way it’s similar to how people treat farm animals. The animal can be cute and you may appreciate the times spent with it, but in the end you’re not going to be too torn up about eating it. While demons live for a long time and technically do not require human souls to survive, consuming a human soul is the highest form of pleasure for them - not only does it boost and replenish their power, but also gives immense spiritual fulfillment. A demon living purely off of animal souls will always be much, much weaker than a demon who has eaten a single human soul over the course of the last 100 or so years.")

Greetinf

"you seem gloomy, what's with that uniform you're w-"

**Crunch** *went your head. Black goop poured down the giant's fist.*

"I told you, this is OUR spot."

*Ron turned to you, who reappeared again*

"What's YOUR deal? We were only selling inky soda!"

"You don't know?" *Ron grabbed you again. This time, he turned toward the street. A cutesy lemonade stand with two small girls sat at it, upset*

[cassynite]

Question 2 for Sparrow, please :D

Aaaah thanks Min!

2. Why does your oc look the way they do? What are your reasons for their appearance?

Aaaah interesting question. Sparrow's appearance has changed a lot since I first conceptualized her and most of what's gone into her current design is informed by what I found out about her during my playthroughs of WOTR and what I'd chosen, as well as what I decided Sparrow was like as a person.

So--some of it comes from mechanics. I made Sparrow a plumekith aasimar to begin with because after my first playthrough where most of the people I kept around had such high charisma I decided to make that my dump stat, so I chose the heritage that didn't give a charisma bonus.

That led to the idea that Sparrow is very quiet and pretty awkward, and when I figured out her backstory and her motivation of keeping under the radar, I leaned a lot into the idea of her being someone who deliberately hides her light under a bushel and leaned on that when figuring out the rest of the details regarding a lot of her appearance--she's small, and plain (especially for an aasimar), brown hair and golden eyes that will often seem brown. Circling back around to her heritage made me decide to get rid of the halo/light/vibrant colors aspect of typical aasimar appearance and change the major sign of her heritage to feathers as well.

The other part of her backstory--that's it's really fucking sad and she's a really sad person--kind of led to the rest of the idea of her giving off the air of melancholy. She hides, so she doesn't emote often, but she's also got wet cat energy. Finding Victoria Pedretti as a faceclaim was great because when she plays Nell Crane she always looks about five minutes away from bursting into tears, which was kind of the vibe I was going for at the time, though Sparrow's leaned far more stoic since then.

And that's mostly it! It's pretty funny seeing early pictures of her before I settled on a backstory and figured out who she was, she was a whole ass different person then lol.

[laceandsilkhandkerchiefs]

Face, stature and day for Kit, perchance, please?

Thanks so much for the ask! I do love talking about my 18th century boy (what can I say, I have a bit of a type). And since these questions are mostly about his appearance, I'm also going to include the reference image I use for him at the bottom of this. It's not 100% perfect, but it's a pretty good idea of what he looks like in case anyone struggles to visualize with just words.

face: Describe your OC's face. What's their smile like? Are their orbs cerulean? What would someone notice first when looking at them?

Kit's face is relatively angular, especially his nose and cheekbones. His hair is a medium brown color- it has lighter shades in the spring and summer months but gets quite dark in the winter. He's a bit too serious and focused to smile often when he's teaching, but in quieter moments (and especially when he's around Eleanor 👀) he has a very gentle and easy smile. His eyes are also probably one of the first things someone would notice about him- they aren't particularly remarkable in color (brown) but they're very sharp and attentive to whatever is going on around Kit or whoever is speaking to him.

stature: What's your OC's body type? How tall are they? Do they wear clothing to accentuate their look or do they try to mask it?

Kit is above average height, but not ridiculously tall. He's about 5 feet, 10 inches or so. He's slim but gives the impression of a bit of muscularity at the same time (don't ask me how that works XD), and while he isn't particularly athletic he also doesn't embarrass himself if he ever needs to ride a horse. He's fastidious about appearing neat and tidy in his appearance, so while his clothing certainly isn't flashy it is tailored to him and shows off his figure well.

day: What does your OC wear on a normal day? Why do they default to those clothes? Do they wear similar things, or do they change it up?

As I mentioned before, his clothing isn't flashy at all. He wears almost the same thing every day- a plain white shirt, a waistcoat (usually brown or gray), brown or gray breeches, and a brown coat. He has a nicer suit for special occasions, but even that is still very simple as he can't afford the kind of clothing a "gentleman" would wear. His hair is quite long, even by 18th century standards, but he keeps it tied back neatly and he doesn't usually powder it (as an aside, hair pomade and powder makes him sneeze). His clothing is mostly due to his lack of money, but even if he had more he'd probably still air on the side of function over fancy most days.

Thanks again! I'm still open to answering these if anyone wants to ask anything else. (And the reference image for Kit is under the cut because this got long XD.)

[i-have-no-idea-for-name]

So.... Finally I can show you a full drawing of my baby and her headcanons

The headcanons:

- first name- Starlight (Star in short), midle name- Evangeline, last name- depends on the au she's in (and wich parent has better last name XD)

- she's so cute that it's hard to refuse such a sweetie

- She's so chaotic

- has Asperger's syndrome (like me)

- her cheek stars can light and under the influence of emotions, all her light changes colors: normal- yellow, happy- brighter yellow and stronger light, angry- red, sad- blue, love (but not only romantic love)- pink, sleepy- purple, disgusted/sick/about to vomit- green, bored- gray, scared- white, and sometimes when she's using her powers every part of her body that lights and her eyes are all black

- her nose is pink (raspberry shade), not red like her dad's

- she's the princess of love and in au where Shrig isn't royalty, she's Malcolm's chosen successor (she dosen't like it)

- don't be fooled by appearances, but this child is capable of killing anyone who tries to harm her family

- she calls Shrig "mom" because yes and because he literally gave birth to her (don't ask how)

- no matter what style I draw her, she will always have the same eyes as Shrig and the same hair structure as Larry

- when it comes to her powers, she inherited them from both of her parents, but most often she uses those from her father's side, i.e. she controls the oil and makes portals through which she moves to other dimensions, most often to meet her siblings (she is very caring towards the younger ones like Valentine or Michael)

- her favorite hobby is burning bridges.... (nice)

- mommy's girl :3

- she's afraid to ever get her ears pierced (just like me hehe...)

- Warren and my OC are her godparents

- hates when someone smokes and I'll explain why when I do a post about her relationships with her family and friends because it's related to Warren >:3

And here' a drawing of her with her mommy that I didn't finished because of my lazyness

Okay I think that's all oh wow that's a lot hehe

I'm waiting for @wackysach reaction XD