#but rodents especially - old habits die hard

[renonv]

Minotaunio hijinks continue

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Looong text coming and please don't ignore the warnings!

I'm bored •^• so I've decided to ramble a bit about my characters.

TW for mention of death and torture (NOT highly detailed, but take care). Also a manipulative relationship and memory loss.

-His name is Alkaios, he has no last name.

-Physically 29 years old. His real age is much higher but unknown. However, he existed long before humanity was a thing.

-He can NOT possess other people. Instead Alkaois simply regenerates.

-Is close to being immortal, but not completely. He can be killed, but so far, there are only very few who could take his life.

-Alkaios favorite color is turquoise.

-Adores rodents, especially chinchillas

-Works with MTF Delta-4 “Minutemen”.

-Suffers from recurring nightmares and has had many sleepless nights.

-He can creat tiny stars and sometimes gives them to others.

Alkaios is 1.80 meters tall, he is far from being buff but has some muscles thanks to his hard mtf training. They can be seen the most on his arms and legs. He can either be seen wearing his mtf uniform or simple jeans (preffering white, gray and black) a shirt and trekking shoes. During colder days, he is also wearing a peacoat and gloves.

Alkaois calls a silver-blue colored charm bracelet his own. It has different types of pendants. Two daggers, stars and crescent moons. This bracelet and a blue-silver colored dagger are his most important possessions.

He has the habit of shaving himself because he likes the smooth feeling. But doesn't mind body hair on other people.

His skin is light brown, he has bright green eyes, and his hair is black. It reaches down to the middle of his neck and is slightly wavy.

(Death and torture, manipulative relationship and memory loss are going to be mentioned in the following part!)

Alkaois is not a human, he is a part of an ancient species called the "starborn". His body is mainly made out of stars. As a Starborn he used to live inside a realm between the stars. His species was known for being kind and peaceful, preferring to avoid conflicts. For a long time, they existed in peace and were able to defend themselves from the few threats they had to face.

Everything in his life seemed to be alright until something happened that would change his life forever. Another species, the "Stareaters" attacked them, murdering almost everyone and leaving only five of them alive. He tried everything to protect his friends, but was quickly overpowered and forced to helplessly watch them all die.

During the destruction, he was eventually targeted by Carmient, a Stareater known for his cruelty. He was simply curious about how good Alkaois regeneration was. He destroyed his body and soul almost entirely, over and over again. Before finally deciding that he was done with his violent game. After attacking Alkaois one last time, he left and returned to his own realm. Due to the things he went through, his mind completely shut down, and he spent a long time period in a numb state.

Eventually, he regenerated again, far away from his realm. Having lost all of his memory, he wandered the place he found himself in. Before meeting the Foundation for the first time. Alkaois instinct took over, and he protected one of the agents from an attack. The Foundation expected him to die, and when he stood up again, they knew that he was not human. The agents asked Alkaois to follow them, which he did after a short moment of hesitation.

The Administration was already waiting for him. Making sure that the tests Alkaois went through were safe. He spend a while being closely watched by the Foundation especially the Administrator. Who at this time, was the only one who knew who Alkaois really was. However, Ascian decided to keep the whole thing a secret. He couldn't do it, Alkaois was already lost and afraid, and hearing what happened would have been too much in Ascians opinion.

Eventually, he joined the mtf and had many successful missions, making new friends among the Foundation personnel. He still suffered from his nightmares but felt happiness again, trying to see his future in a better light. This worked for a while before he met someone from his past.

Just like Ascian, Carmient had also noticed his return. At first, he just curiously watched Alkaois, before he decided to take action. Knowing that the starborn had lost his memories was amusing for him. This time Carmient approached him differently. He was kind and gentle, always understanding. Managing to slowly lure him in. It didn't take him long to make Alkaois fall in love with him. They spent months together, and for a while, Alkaois almost stopped caring about his memories.

He did tell Ascian that he had found a new friend, but he never mentioned any details. Up to this day, the Administrator deeply regrets not asking more questions and failing to protect him again.

Carmient eventually decided it was time to bring his new game to an end. He promised to show Alkaois what really happened and to make sure that he would finally understand his nightmares. Alkaois followed him into his realm. At first, everything seemed to be fine. Carmient showed him around, never letting go of his hand. After some time, Alkaois noticed something, the other people were staring at him in a strange, hungry way. They seemed to be mocking him. He was eventually unable to ignore this and asked Carmient for help. The stareater just smiled, offering to take him back "home" after he learned the truth.

Alkaois was by now surrounded by a large group of strangers. While listening to the person he loved so much, tell him what he and the others had done to his kind. Again Alkaois mind was starting to shut down. Carmient made sure that he knew that he was the only one keeping him alive and that a few simple words would be enough to bring him a fate worse than death. However, this time Carmient did not physically attack him. Instead, he escorted him back into the human world and waited until the Foundation picked Alkaois up.

By now Alkaois feels a deep hatred for Carmient and the rest of the species. Ascian has warned the Foundation about the danger they are all facing, and is more open about his own past. Trying to prevent everyone from being hurt.

[ninjastormhawkkat]

Gene slowly, albeit hesitantly, walked out from his hiding spot and headed towards the three men. “Hi dad, pops.” Gene waved with a sheepish expression. He felt like he was a child again getting his hand caught in the cookie jar. “Gene, what are you doing out here?” Carl asked, sounding perplexed and almost wanting to scold his son even though he was an adult now. Gene sighed. “Look I’m sorry I followed you here and acted all sneaky. I just…got worried about you two acting secretive about something…especially pops” Gene explained although he muttered the last part in a quiet tone. It was still loud enough for the two old men to hear. Carl looked confused at first while Matthew, he seemed to be pondering Gene’s statement. After a short while, Matthew’s eyes widened with shock and horror as he now understood what his son menat. “Gene, I’m so sorry. I never meant to make you feel that way again.” Matthew apologized with sincere regret. Gene held up his hand. “It’s fine dad. I should be sorry. I know you have changed from how you were in the past. Just…sometimes old habits die hard.” Gene spoke in a relenting tone. Matthew nodded with a solemn and sympathetic look towards his son. He turned to Carl who still looked puzzled and now concerned about the conversation. “Gene was referring to the last time I was acting sneaky and suspicious, which was right before the massacre.” Matthew explained to Carl. Carl’s eyes widened as he now understood the gravity of the situation. “Oh I understand.” Carl said in a quiet tone as he looked to Gene with an apologetic and sympathetic expression of his own. Corbin meanwhile decided to interrupt this “sad” moment before it got too sickeningly sweet for him. “Well with your little hide and seek game out of the way it's now time for us to properly meet. Put it there kiddo.” Corbin explained with a grin as he held out his hand to Gene. Matthew glared and Carl was holding back a growl at how close Corbin was to their youngest. Gene looked at him with confusion and caution. “I’m sorry who are you again. I was spying on you all yes but I had no idea what you were even saying to each other. All I saw were the expressions you all had along with  being surrounded by some type of strange darkness for a while.” Gene admitted. This caused Corbin to frown as he now looked annoyed at Gene. Corbin let out an exaggerated groan. “Ugh fine. I guess I have to explain things again.” Corbin exclaimed as he rolled his eyes. “Okay so long story short. My name is Corbin and I’m your grandpa. I’m also a demon stuck in an immortal human body that can’t die unless I break the curse. The only way I can break this is by learning how to feel love without magic which is near impossible since I am a demon. Oh also Matty agreed to help me break my curse in exchange for helping his grandkids learn how to control their powers and not grow up with the trauma he had.” Corbin hastily explained. His grin had now widened with amusement at the jaw dropped expression Gene had. “W..what?” Gene stuttered out as he was still too stunned to fully process what he had just heard. Corbin playfully shook his head. “Oh don’t look so shocked kiddo. It explains your behavior over the years perfectly. Why do you think you guys never had an issue with killing or maiming corrupt people after the matter? What do you think was the reason for that biting phase you had all those years ago. It's all because of the demon blood that is flowing in your body right now as we speak. That’s what has been making you violent, aggressive, and wicked all this time. I can tell right now that you took more after Matthew in that area than you have realized, even without inheriting the powers of a demon, you still inherited the drive and viciousness of one. Do you honestly believe that all your viciousness and desire for crime came from that pesky rodent attached to your brain? I mean come on really..” “THAT’S ENOUGH CORBIN! LEAVE GENE ALONE!” Carl shouted with fierce rage. @dualnaturedscientist

Heart of chaos

A year had passed since the B.E.A.W Labs organization had fallen. Since all the events had taken place. Becky being taken along with Bob. The poor girl being experimented on by a cruel scientist who had no love for anyone but himself. Matthew had broken out of the facility with her, Carl and Steven. Gene's true identity being revealed along with losing his Dr.Two-Brains persona. Shocking revelations unfolded. Betrayals and redemption. Things had calmed down significantly since but that didn't mean life had been dull. It certainly wasn't for Fair City. Especially with the villains, heroes and its eccentric inhabitants livening up the city. Becky had been making a wonderful recovery. Though she still wasn't at her full recovery Becky was still making so much more progress than the year prior. Gene still had identity issues, dealing with the loss of Squeaky. Though he didn't go through it alone. The still mad scientist had his family and friends help him through everything. Matthew and Carl took up residency within the city. A house that wasn't too far from their sons. Life in this place was definitely lively and peaceful in comparison to the hellish place many innocent souls were imprisoned in. Matthew was less exhausted than before. Relaxing within the living room in his son's house, watching whatever was put on the television. Matthew felt his eyes beginning to droop. Sleepiness hitting him out of nowhere. He simply allowed himself to doze off, not fighting it. Knowing that he was safe there. It wasn't until he felt weight on him that Matthew opened his eyes. Usually a dog or cat would be the cause for this but Matthew met many eyes. Fluffy had snuck into the house yet again. A small warm smile spread across his facial features, patting the spider on its head. Fluffy leaned into Matthew's hand, making soft happy noises. It was funnily cute to him. Though he understood as to why Gene was so afraid of him. Even Carl was squeamish around the giant spider. “Aw, who's a good boy? You are! You're a good boy!” Matthew couldn't help but baby talk the arachnid. He looked up, wriggling his chelicerae in response. As to say ‘Me! I'm a good boy!’ He chuckled at that, giving Fluffy gentle scritches. It was like a huge puppy in a spider's body. Though the peacefulness was interrupted by a sudden shout. “NO! WHY IS IT HERE AGAIN?!” Gene was in the doorway of the living room. Looking quite terrified at the huge arachnid. Fluffy instantly moved around on Matthew's lap to look at Gene. Excitedly jumping off of the supervillain's lap in favor of his son. He bolted right for the mad scientist, causing him to yelp loudly and make a run for it. “SOMEONE KEEP THAT ABOMINATION AWAY FROM ME!” Matthew gave a small laugh. “Can't help but feel abit rejected there.” Archie, who was quiet until then, responded. “I know that feeling.” This caused Matthew to jump up startled. “Don't do that! I'm old. Also I could accidentally blast you.” Archie blinked in confusion. “You didn't notice me? I came in with Fluffy. He got loose and snuck into the house. I just came to bring him back before he got to Gene. Too late for that now.” Archie frowned. “I can't help but be jealous at how much Fluffy loves him. Though Gene is terrified of him. That spider just won't listen to me when it comes to his favorite person.” He shook his head disapprovingly. “You want me to help you?” Matthew was being genuine with his question. He didn't want his son dying of fright from the giant arachnid. “That would be greatly appreciated. I have to take him back home. He can't avoid taking his medication this time.” Matthew got up, stretching first before doing anything else. This earned him a strange look from Archie. “What? I said I'm old. If I don't stretch I'll pull a muscle.” The hero shrugged. “Let's go get him soon. I have to look after Charlotte as well.” Archie always had the brightest smile when Charlotte was brought up. Either by him, Sunshine or anyone else. It was sweet. “Alright, alright.” They were completely unaware of an enemy observing them. Waiting.

Miss Power growled in frustration at the display she was witnessing through a window to the Boxleitner or rather the Woods household. A display she thought was very disgusting. How badly the alien conqueror wanted to charge right in their and obliterate everyone in her sights. She couldn't do her usual tactics and tricks right now, not after what she learned after coming back. She was still ticked off after that little alien brat Wordgirl and her parents dupe and tricked her into leaving the planet in defeat. There was no way she could go back to her planet and face her people with such a shameful stain to her otherwise brilliant record. Fueled by revenge and hatred, Miss Power spent her time preparing, training, and waiting so she could exact her revenge against those who wronged her, against the little hybrid girl and her freak of a family that humiliated her. Sadly when Miss Power and her loyal sidekick Colonel Gigglecheeks did decide to return, they were not prepared for the recent changes that had happeend in their absence. Miss Power did not care much for this Darius person or B.E.A.W labs, she had seen those like them a dime a dozen before on other worlds. The alien wished she could have congratulated the person who tortured and dehumanized Wordgirl and her sidekick. If it was up to her, Professor Ross Moran would receive high honors among her people for his actions. She did give her condolences at his unmarked gravestone. While the recent trauma Wordgirl and her sidekick have suffered gave Miss Power an opportunistic advantage, the alien conquerer unfortunately could not risk using it especially with her grandfather around. Miss Power was amazed at hearing about the past and recent exploits of Maddrix the Malicious. She was shocked that someone so bloodthirsty and powerful was the father of that scientist who used to have a mouse brain attached to his skull as well as a weird cheese obsession. To her disappointment, Miss Power could clearly see the man was too human and had regretted his actions in the past. Actions that would have made him highly respected among her people despite him being human. Still Miss Power wasn't going to risk striking back while that old coot was still alive. Age did not always equate to weakness according to what she had been taught. Even though he was old, Maddrix was clearly still powerful. It was likely that her and Gigglecheeks would wind up dead by the man's hands before they could claim revenge and victory. A chittering sound snapped Miss Power out of her musings. She turned her head to see her sidekick give her a concerned look. He chittered again and asked 'So what are we going to do?' Miss Power smiled and scratched her sidekick's head which he enjoyed. "Don't worry Colonel Gigglecheeks. We'll get our revenge soon. We just need to learn more about Mr. Malicious and what weaknesses he might have so we can use it to defeat him." Miss Power cooed. She then took her sidekick and flew off without anyone being the wiser. Miss Power was brash and bold and could be tricked sometimes, but she was no fool. The alien conqueror learned long ago that the best way to win your battles was to be prepared and know your enemy more than they know themselves. Carl sighed with relief and slight exhaustion as he sat down in a comfy chair. He had just finished sweeping the floor of his and Matthew's home. Now all he had to do was sit and relax until his husband got home. Carl wanted to try a nice 'mom and pop' owned restaurant that one of Gene's friends, Chuck, had recommended to the man. Carl had been itching to get out and do something more and more recently. If he had to be honest, he was getting bored. In the past, Carl had his job and work as a scientist to keep him occupied along with spending time with his husband and kids. Unfortunately after his 20 year imprisonment, Carl couldn't step in another official science lab ever again without a severe anxiety and panic attack @dualnaturedscientist

[fan-written]

They're So Tiny!

For @lovebugs-and-snakecharmers sprint challenge this week

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6/17/2021 Prompt, “I need a favor.” “I’ll do whatever you need.” “I need you to marry me.”

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“Hello-”

“Luka? Luka, are you there?”

Her voice was panicked, but Luka smiled as he tried to interrupt her rambling words. Finally she took a breath and he could speak. “Yes Marinette, I’m here. What’s wrong?”

“I need a favor. Like a huge one. So big and I just know you’re going to say no, but I honestly can’t think of any other way I’ll be able to do it.” She took another gasping breath and Luka once again used the chance to talk.

“You know I’ll do anything for you, Melody.” Luka settled against the wall behind his bed, phone to his ear and guitar forgotten across his lap. Old habits die hard when you lived your life on a houseboat. “Now take a breath and tell me what’s going on.”

Marinette listened, taking more than one slow breath to calm down. Luka could hear her rustling, or maybe tearing, paper through the phone. “Okay, so it’s a little crazy, but I need you to marry me.”

He choked. Luka knew he was choking but he couldn’t even reassure Marinette that he was okay when all he heard was the blood rushing through his ears.

“-crazy. But there were two of them and they were so sad. And it was obvious that they weren’t being fed right. Like I can feel their ribs, Luka! Who lets such small beings go hungry?”

Luka tried to figure out what she was talking about, but she must have told him in between his brain short circuiting and the forceful reboot his lungs initiated, reminding him he needed to breathe. And she, the love of his life, his very best friend, and his very much NOT girlfriend, was still talking.

“So I brought them home. I’ve filled out all the paperwork for them, and they are going to be living with me now. But Luka! I can barely get myself to work on time, let alone take care of two more! So I knew I needed help. And I thought maybe I could share custody with Adrien. But he’s spent soooooo much time around Plagg that I’m not sure I can trust him to not get too playful with them. Plus I see him often enough as it is. Alya is home even less than I am. Also I’d never want to co-parent with her. I love her, but she only knows how to care for zoo animals. My babies are not zoo animals!”

Luka couldn’t help but chuckle. He was starting to get a little worried that Marinette had adopted two childr- No, she wasn’t that reckless.

“So anyway, I have so many friends, but the only one I want in my life that much is you, Luka. But, like you don’t live with me so how would you help me raise my babies? And probably take care of me, because I’ve only had them for a few hours and I’m already a mess. But my apartment doesn’t allow coed roommates, which means you’d have to marry me. They’re so little but I can’t do it on my own. So yeah. Luka Couffaine, will you marry me?”

It was silent. Luka knew he should answer, but that was a lot to unpack. Marinette seemingly adopted two kids. That was a mess he should probably figure out first. Except his mind kept getting stuck on how HE was the one she wanted to help raise them.

“L-Luka?” She was so hesitant, something he hadn’t heard in her voice since she applied to ESMOD. “Luka, you can say no. I’m, I shouldn’t have even brought it up. I’m sorry. I-I’ll just, I’ll talk to you later.”

He could hear her start to hang up, but he knew if he didn’t stop her now their relationship would never be the same. Not that it would stay the same now anyway. Not if he could help it.

“Marinette! Wait.” He scrambled off his bed, guitar falling to the side. He needed to get to her, now. “I’m sorry. It’s just a surprise. I mean, I can’t believe you adopted two kids-”

Her laugh cut him off, startling him into falling from where he was hopping on one foot, trying to pull his shoe on. “Kids? Luka, weren’t you listening? I adopted two hamsters!” She burst into giggles and a layer of tension he didn’t realize he was carrying melted off his shoulders. He would have handled kids, it would have been fine. But he had hoped to date her before bringing kids into the mix. Hamsters were a much easier problem to deal with.

He laughed, slowing his mad dash for the door and actually matching his shoes this time. “I can’t tell you how happy I am to hear that Mari. I wasn’t sure I was ready for kids yet, but I can definitely help you raise a pair of hamsters. We might want to wait until we go on a few dates first before we talk about marriage though.” He smirked at her squeak in his ear, not unlike the pair of rodents she now cared for.

“I panicked, okay.” She groaned again with his sarcastic 'Oh really? I didn’t notice.'

“Yes, really. I just. I needed help and I needed someone who could be that steady presence next to me, telling me I could do this. That I hadn’t made a stupid decision. Who would be ready to help me, if I needed it. And I thought about it more and I realized that what I really needed was you, Luka. You’ve always been there for me and the only way I could really explain it in the middle of my panic was by asking you to marry me.”

Hearing her ask him to marry her brought her song to the front of his mind clearer than ever. He didn’t think he would ever tire of hearing that. Especially with the hope that it could someday become true.

“I’m going to have to hear you say that every day for the rest of our lives, Melody.” He grasped his keys and locked his door behind him. “But first, I’m on my way over. I’ll help you get your new pets settled, then maybe you’ll let me take you on a proper date. Does, does that sound okay?” He was only a little worried that he’d read the situation wrong, but the smile in her voice soothed those fears.

“Yeah, Luka. That sounds great.”

[afterthelastreset]

Rules Of One’s Soul Ch19 Date P3

(mak belongs to @wasted-church)

He barely remembered the rest of that night, it was just a blur of Jevil smothering him in love and affection until the Rudinn left and hadn't stopped even when the loon noticed he did. But he eventually stopped and giggled at how flustered and embarrassed the worm was, too angry to sputter anything out other than "WORM!", making him laugh more. Thankfully he did leave, but not before giving a sly wink to the already melting man. Oh! How he was going to scold him a new one when he showed up tomorrow...

Except. He didn't show up the next day.

Rouxls had woken up from another dreamless slumber, odd he's been having those a lot lately, without the banging on his door, or the shaking him awake, or the shock of someone coming in while he was sleeping. But considering Jevil could teleport and Seam could teleport furniture it wouldn't stop either of them most likely, and especially liked to point out cruel loopholes of his logic that had nothing to do with the rules. But at least his lock was fixed so intruders no longer stole anything from his home. Thank goodness. But it didn't explain the silence he felt when he woke up and found no one there, he found it a relief but also strange. So he went through his usual morning routine of his morning beauty process, and opened up his shop for business. Flipping the sign open and unlocking the newly installed lock with a satisfying click. He was sure the moment he sat down behind the counter, that Jevil or Seam would stroll through the door any minute now that the shoppe was open.....But none came. The silence was a refreshing change of pace for him at least, but he looked over his shoulder every so often out of habit. But there was no yellow eyed smile there, which was odd. He tried busying himself with small things around the shoppe. Shifting through the two giant bins of 'darke candy', and shifting about any other small items he thought looked out of place-.....And suddenly noticing that some of his diamonds and other precious stones were missing from the display case under the counter. He scowled and made a mental note of asking Seam about it later.

But absolutely no one came in today.

...Ok. Not a big deal. Jevil was probably busy with his job back and Seam had a shop and child of his own to take care of. But he naturally couldn't help but be a bit suspicious and paranoid about this, old habits. The next day-...Haled the same results. He woke up without any other spooks and all alone like the night before....Ok. This was alright. He felt more curious than paranoid this time but his suspicions never went away. After a few silent hours of just sitting there in anticipation waiting for something to happen, he threw his hands up in defeat and stood from his comfy stool. In just a few moments, he was already flipping the closed sign in the window and marching his way down the path towards the Sheap just down the road. It's not like he was being over anxious or anything- He just happened to remember he still needed to return Seam's old burlap sack, yeah. That was it.

The old doll was waiting for him when he walked in. His already tired and smile became just a bit wider upon seeing the figure of the Worm duke peel back the flap door and stick his confused face in. "Welcome, Duke. What brings you to my humble home today?"

The worm gave a quick glance around the sheap and tilted sideways to glance around the cat and into his room in the back, just to see no one. His eyes blinked back to the ever patient cat who was smiling at him. "I..uh...*Ahem*" He straightened up and held a hand out holding the old sack. "I have cometh to return thine satchel. I-I haveth no need for it anymore."

Seam slowly held his hand out and grabbed the bag from the duke and dragged it under the counter before smiling back up to Rouxls. "Thank you, Friend. I was wondering where it had went." Rouxls made a hum and gave another look around the sheap, Seam tilted his head at his silence, "I take it you're looking for something as well? Perhaps I can help you find it."

"...Perhaps thou might." He turned his eyes back to him. "Where tis thine comical c-companion?"

"Oh, Jevil?" Rouxls didn't seem to flinch or anything at the name this time. Good. He shrugged. "At work most likely. If memory serves me right, King Hearts has been going over a few surprises for the big celebration next...week I think. And of course that promise to help watch out for the young King he made to you. But-..." He button eye spun as his one good eye looked him over. "Hehehe. He did mention wanting to let you relax a few days of your vacation before you go back next week."

Rouxls blinked...and stared confused at the smiling feline in front of him. "...Next week?"

He chuckled. "Well it's been six days counting today. I could've sworn you're break was ten days. Or not, I might be miscounting in my old age."

Rouxls's eyes widened slightly as he stared at the cat. A-All of this....EVERYTHING THAT HAD HAPPENED!! Had happened within a span of six days?! It felt like a lifetime! He stumbled and had to grab onto the counter to keep from falling, Seam quickly reaching his arm out to catch the worm's shoulder and staring at his dumbfounded look with concern.

"Whoa there, Friend. Are you alright?"

"I-I-..." Rouxls blinked and shook his head, "Y-Yes. I just hadst...n-no clue how long I-it hast been."

Seam slowly leaned him back onto his feet and gave a smile. "Well I think we all have been a little distracted the last few days. It's perfectly understandable to lose track of time. "

"B-B-But...How waseth I not able to notice thine time? I amst always on top of thine schedules!" He gave Seam a disbelieving look. "How couldst I not know about this?"

Seam hummed before pointing at him. "Perhaps your mind and body really did know how much you needed this break?" A paw was placed onto his shoulder and gave a few reassuring pats. "Don't worry about anything right now. Heed my words and rest, Dear Duke."

The walk back home was filled with him scolding himself for not being on top of the time, and beating himself up over how Lancer must've been so lost without him to help him right now. I mean who else would know just how to make him fried worms and meatballs he loved so much? Or read him his favorite Hide and Seek with Fluffy Bunny book before bedtime? Or helped him with running his part of the kingdom?! .....Or keep him from the dungeon? O-Or be his father...Surely no one was more qualified than him right? He's been there from the very beginning and certainly going to be there until his end. ....But he would be lying to himself if he didn't say he was curious about this whole 'plan' Jevil had put together. Oh he better had been keeping his word about Lancer this entire time. If he found so much as a hair misplaced on his fuzzy little head, he'd be sent back to the dungeon faster than you could say 'Chaos'.

The rest of the day had been pretty quiet as well. Not so much as a guard stopping in and saying hi. Wow. It really had been a while if he wasn't used to the usual quiet of his shoppe. He decided he might as well heed Seam's words and 'relax' as everyone kept telling him. So the very next day he decided to do just that, still woke up fairly early out of habit, but his body was strangely more...less tired? If that even made any sense. Perhaps everyone was right. Maybe he did need a rest- Those thought were quickly shaken away and replaced with 'Well, If I really need a break then I could've just easily taken one at anytime if I wanted too. Lancer still needs me.' 'Yeah, well considering nothing tramatic has happened that says a lot about your boy huh?' 'Oh shut up!' 'What Jevil said about giving him some room from you was probably true, but you keep denying his truth. Just like you keep denying your feeli-"

"Ok. That tis enough self monologue this morning!" He quickly escaped the warmth of his bed and stood up. Time to start the day.

During the next two days, the shoppe was filled with relaxing music played from a small record player in the corner, it's owner sitting behind the counter knitting away or rereading his calligraphy books on poetry, some he might've written himself and wasn't too bad. If he said so himself, who could write poetry better than him?~....King Hearts but that's besides the point. He still looked over his shoulder every so while but that was just force of habit. Speaking of habits, he tried really hard not to think of Lancer or the eventual 'date' he accidentally agreed to with Jevil. The endless possibilities of what that little loony would do made him shiver, hopefully he'll be more aware of his own boundaries.

The third day was his next to last one for break if he remembered right, oh he could taste the sweet relief of seeing his sweet little boy again. His smile and giggles were to absolutely to die for. The thought made him get into a better mood, momentarily making him forget any worries and putting him into a better mood. The one guard who finally came in had the pleasure of having a smiling duke winking at him. Sold a good few diamonds and dark candy that day. But he didn't expect the next morning to be filled with his head pounding from a headache. So groaning and tossing his head under the pillow seemed a good way to start his morning.

KNOCKKNOCKKNOCK!!

Grumbling, a blue face surrounded by white mess bedhead rose from under the comfy pillow and blinked tiredly. How..What was- More knocking sounds came from the other side of the shoppe and he lazily turned his gaze in that direction. It sounded like a bloody rabbick was knocking it's way around outside. Wouldn't be the first time those little rodents tried to break into his food supply. So with a grumble and annoyed look, the worm forced himself out of the comfy warm bed and onto the cold floor. Shuffling his way over towards the door, the knocking was still coming on strong and it was starting to get annoying.

"Alrighteth! I amst coming. Keepest thineself down." The knocking seemed to halt from his shout and was silent as he reached his hand around the doorknob and pulled the door open. ...The sight before him wasn't what he was expecting.

"Why hello, hello.~" A familiar smile and yellow eyes peered up at him from the ground. Long tail wagging behind him. The faint smell of candy came at him full force and dull purple and red suddenly flashed across his vision. "Hehe. For you, you.~"

Rouxls had to blink and take a step back to take a good look at the smaller man in front of him. ..He still half believed he was asleep by what he saw. Jevil The Jester....Wasn't wearing any jester outfit as per the norm. Instead his body was adorned with a purple suit with a comically large orange bow, and same clown shoes. His hand was holding up a couple small tree branches, covered in small dark black flowers that would've been candies soon if Jevil hadn't broken them off the branch. They were all tied together by a small red ribbon tied in a bow. Jevil was standing there with a beaming smile and seemed to be waiting for his reaction.

He slowly blinked and looked at the strange bouqet of branches in front of him. It shook a bit when Jevil pressed it a little closer to him, he slowly brought his hand up and lightly grabbed it from him. He gave it a confused look over, a few leaves falling from the twigs. "Um....Thank thee."

Jevil's tail wagged a little faster and he let out a couple more giggles before looking back up at him. "Are you ready, ready?"

"Ready...for what?"

"Our date, date silly, silly Rouxls.~"

Rouxls full on stopped and stared dumbfounded at the smaller man. One could see the wheels turning in his tired mind before his eyes widened and his brain finally snapped back like a rubber band to reality. "THAT'S TODAY!! R-RIGHT NOW!?"

Jevil giggled and reached a claw over to gently poke Rouxls's pajama pants. "I see you're late, late. Did you forget?"

"NO!...*Ahem*" He quickly stood back up and cleared his throat. "O-Of courseth not! I nay forgot about this event. I just...w-wasn't expecting thou to arrive so soon...*sigh* Cometh in and wipe thou's feet." The duke turned and trudged back into the shop and in followed the bouncy happy purple menace behind him. The bell dinging as the door closed behind them. The tree branches were placed onto the counter as the tired worm walked around it and gave Jevil one last look before disappearing into the back. "Wait here please."

He egerly nodded and watched him disappear behind the curtain before chuckling to himself. PERFECT!! Part one of his plan was already complete! He got Rouxls to agree with his idea and he had already accepted his token of his affections. Now the next step was to wow him of course! And he had plenty of practice from the plays he and Seam used to script together and perform for the Kings! Just take some of those old romance scenes and play them into real life. Genius right? OH! Seam wouldn't stand a chance against him now! Because he had a secret weapon on his side in the form of a very round boy and the very hopeless romantic that was the King of Hearts! The boy provided the game stats on the Duke and his majesty gladly gave him all the romantic advice he could give for his help in the ball restorations. Everything Seam didn't even know about Rouxls.

Now all he had to do was just keep his cool and keep this plan on track. After all. HE COULD DO ANYTHING!!

His head snapped up towards the curtain as it flapped open again and the worm appeared in all his suited up glory, making Jevil's tail wag out in glee.

"*sigh* Showest me what thou has planned for me today, Worm."

[nctsukashii-archive-blog]

hc + animals

Let me ramble about my son.

So Hoshi likes cats. That much is a given okay he’s a cat guy and he owned a cat, his like in game is even a Russian Blue- a type of cat. It’s obvious that this man loves his cats. Which brings up whether he likes any other animals or not.

The answer is yes, there are other animals he does enjoy! The secret is that he loves animals that are more on the lazy side, the ones that you don’t have to focus too much on to take care of (since he was busy so often with tennis practice after all), and that still hasn’t gone away just because old habits die hard. That being said, prison has made him a bit of a lazy lump, so animals that don’t move around a lot are a plus anyways, just because he won’t have to worry about entertaining something when he’s admittedly quite a boring guy. He’s not against animals that have to stay in cages or habitats, such as birds or lizards, but he does have a preference for animals he can hold often.

He prefers more docile types, such as house-pets, compared to more hostile wild animals. When he thinks of animals, he first tends to think of house-pets anyways, just because that’s what he’s more familiar with. He’s either going to be at home all the time or was out playing tennis all the time, so he doesn’t really care much for wild animals? Don’t get him wrong he doesn’t hate wild animals or anything, but they aren’t first on his mind. Zoos aren’t a big interest spot for him because of that. Besides he’d much rather be at home with an animal anyways, then going out of his way to see one.

But also fluffy animals. This man loves his fluff, and being able to cuddle an animal is just a dream come true for him honestly. He would rather die than admit such a thing publicly in any capacity, but being able to cuddle up with something so soft and sweet makes his heart pitter patter. It’s embarrassing yeah, but that’s why he wants to keep it hidden!! duh!!

Murder animals are :(, and happy friendly animals are :). Just because he’s not too big a fan of seeing death all the time- even in the animal kingdom. He knows animals do it, but he’d like to not see it thank you very much. Another reason why he prefers house-pets; the worst they kill is a rodent that came out of line.

He’s a cat guy at heart, but he’s not like- a dog hater. He prefers not getting tackled by dogs just because so many are bigger than him, and he’s not a fan of getting licked because the smell sticks to his clothes (i mean washing leather is already a pain in the ass it doesn’t need to smell like wet dog), but some friendlier fluffier dogs are good. A good fluffy dog is Hoshi approved. He still loves cats the most. Cats are just great, between being both loving but also loners (not that there aren’t energetic cats of course), which suits him quite well. 

Actually, an interesting aspect of Hoshi is that his like and dislike on his student card are both animals. This is really cool though, because a little bit of research into how these animals behave can really tell a lot about Hoshi and his feelings on things. It’s interesting and awesome, which is cool since like some of the other characters have some… I don’t wanna say weird likes and dislikes, but some of them seem more random than others. I still want to know why lake shores are so important to Maki, especially since all my research on the things just always gets me to lakes in general, and SDR2 has food in like half the people’s likes and dislikes for some reason. Anyways, while we’re on the headcanon of animals, let’s give a quick peek into these animals and learn a bit more about em.

His disliked animal is a White Reeftip Shark, an animal characterized by it’s cowardice towards situations involving others, it’s small body, and hunting groups of bony fishes by entering into tight crevices or the fishes homes. Ironically enough, this description fits Hoshi quite well. It’s a description of him and his life as he murdered the mafia, and the aftermath of doing so. As a result, we can assume animals that tend to remind him of his murderous nature, or more so group murder types of animals in general, are probably not too well liked. It’s like looking into a mirror, and that mirror is running on pure instinct. A feeling he doesn’t want to re-live again.Read more info / Sources: x  x  x  x

His liked animal is the Russian Blue, a type of cat breed characterized by it’s reserved nature (but don’t let that fool you, they can be very playful and love fetch in particular!), it’s intelligence- as they watch from a distance before making any actions, it’s loyal and loving to those that it likes (family and especially it’s owner if cared for correctly), it’s strong sense of self worth, it’s orderly nature and a dislike for change. These can also be used to describe Hoshi- in particular when he’s at his best. When he’s being himself, and when his depression isn’t beating his ass into the ground. As normal as he can get, basically.As a bonus, Russian Blues are also known for having a natural :3 smile to them. The same as Hoshi. It’s a very cute trait, perfect for the both of them.Read more info / Sources: x  x  x  x

It’s surprisingly interesting how much effort actually went into his likes and dislikes, and I think that extra attention to detail gives Hoshi a lot more character. It’s wonderful, and I’m glad for even though he only had two chapters in the main story, he has so much effort and detail put into him- even in tiny things like his likes and dislikes, or his interactions in the salmon mode. Definitely a character beyond his appearance that rewards you for looking deeper into it, and that is really good writing. Good job Kodaka; you didn’t fuck up everything in V3. 

But yes, in general Hoshi loves cats, but soft fluffy animals and quiet relaxed house-pets are a general preference. Although he finds loner dangerous animals cool looking, and will cite them as looking cool, but won’t know much past that. He can rattle off cat information for someone though, if they’re close enough to him. 

[seaglassxgypsy]

    “I’ve always loved the idea of not being                                                                                         what people expect me to be.”

◤Aspen Votsis is a 14 years old, who is a fourth-year student at Hogwarts. The Sorting Hat has sorted her into Hufflepuff.   Aspen is also a Hufflepuff Chaser(#7).  She has joined the Care of Magical Creatures Club, Dueling Club, & Astronomy Club. Some compare her to the Muggle Nina Nesbitt, but she doesn’t really see it.◢ 

▷Biological Information:

DOB:  May 2nd, 1981

Blood Status:  Pureblood

Sexuality:  Ex-ploring?

Nationality:  Greek/Scottish

Parents:  Dimitris Votsis & Brenda Votsis (MacFusty)

Siblings:  Zeta Votsis (deceased)

▷Magical Characteristics:

Wand: 7½", blackthorn, mermaid hair, unyielding. ( = )

Patronus: Alligator Snapping Turtle. (unable to cast yet)

Boggart: The slowly rotting corpse of her older twin sister, Zeta.  But sometimes can be a preteen Hungarian Horntail.

Familiar: Ignis (though he’s not allowed on Hogwarts Grounds and only gets to visit him at Hogsmeade when her father has business there)

▷Meet Aspen

Tw: Injury & Death is Mentioned

Silent waters run deep.  Apparently, in Aspen’s case, it goes way, way deep. Starting Aspen and her oldest twin, Zeta being born and raised in the Archipelago of Scotland of the Island of Hebrides.  She and her twin, Zeta belong to the MacFusty clan who have traditionally taken the responsibility of looking after the Hebridean Black Dragons and recently thought long and extinct lost breed of dragon re-founded by Magizoologist Dimitris Votsis in the Archipelago of Scotland. Though for as long as Aspen’s been at Hogwarts no one truly knows her real story.  

Except for her father's rediscovery of the few remaining Garden Bog and Garden Variety type Dragons long thought extinct.  Her last name `Votsis` couldn’t fool anyone though it wasn’t like she talked about herself, or that she belonged to the Macfusty clan and grew up around the Dragon Sanctuary amongst her peers at Hogwarts.  Growing up in the Archipelago of Scottland, at a young age Aspen was the twin born of curious nature than her oldest twin Zeta.  Often spending their summers traversing various islands on brooms around the Island of Hebrides at the mere age of 7, dragging her twin sister Zeta along.  Always getting back home right before nightfall both completely covered with dirt from head to toe, bearing stories and souvenirs of their adventures at the dinner table with their parents, and the moment the twins were cleaned up and sent to their bedroom for bed Aspen often was found tucked under her sheets with a lantern illuminating the pages of a map searching for their next big adventure.  When the twins turned 8 their “summer exploring” started to fade away, or, at the very least, rarely happen anymore. Due to the twins becoming of age to finally start their Dragon Training. 

Something that was more than expected of the Twins taking consideration of the MacFusty clan’s responsibilities as Dragon Keepers and Feeders.  Things were going well for Aspen and Zeta who excelled in their Dragon Training, and by the time Aspen and Zeta were 10 they passed their Dragon examination together.  Aspen had studied hard and was thrilled to pass her examination with her older twin, Zeta, beginning the grueling day after day physical work of nursery and stable duties.  Causing Aspens first accidental use of underage magic by a heated argument with a nursery advisor about a dragon egg that didn’t hatch right away.  Aspen stubbornly went against orders and stole the egg that ended up hatching in Aspen’s care.  Though her reckless actions didn’t go unnoticed taken to the Head of the MacFusty’s however, instead of punishing Aspen for her recklessness they rewarded the Votsis household with the Garden Bog as the Dragon Research and Restraint Bureau in the Ministry of Magic permitted this to conduct the study if Garden Bog and Garden Variety type could be domesticated being a rare species of dragon in the right hands. Aspen naming him Ignis, and ever since then he has been Aspen’s responsibility and becomes a loyal companion.  

Only Aspen is foremost haunted by the untimely death of her oldest twin, Zeta. Even making its way into the Headlines of the Daily Prophet ( + ) being tweaked never revealing the true story of Aspen and Zeta’s attempts to divert the preteen Hungarian Horntail Dragon away from the Nursery.  Zeta became critically injured by the escapist preteen Hungarian Horntail Dragon and died instantly.  Aspen, on the other hand, lost consciousness from a head injury after watching her oldest twin sister Zeta die caused by the Hungarian Horntail, before losing the lower left half of her leg with a few scars to bare as a reminder of that night.  By next summer, when she received her Hogwarts Acceptance letter it was a traumatizing one for Aspen. Her older twin, Zeta, who was 10, was killed by a Preteen Hungarian Horntail. When arriving at Hogwarts, Aspen Votsis was not someone most people thought would be sorted into Hufflepuff especially when her father Dimitris Votsis was housed in Gryffindor.  

Wrecked by loss Aspen had such an innocent and dainty looking structure that appeared to make her seem friendly only she had a cold and bitter heart amongst her peers.  She used her words to sting worse than venom but beyond that toxic exterior, she could sometimes have a well-hidden soft spot when the right person came along. Starting to become a bit more likable during her third year at Hogwarts, only Aspen’s known to be a bit unaware of the latest gossip going around Hogwarts, or mostly what's going on half the time with the Daily Prophet believing after witnessing the reappearance of the Dark Mark during the Quidditch World Cup just last year, Cedric Diggory’s death, Dumbledores speech about Cedric Diggory, not forgetting the Sorting Hats warning.  Starting off her fourth year at Hogwarts on Professor Umbridge's bad side- because if it wasn’t Aspen criticizing and questioning her repressive teaching practices of teaching D.A.D.A. along with what they were supposed to do if they ever were faced with Illegal Dealers, Death Eaters or The Dark Lord she scored herself a detention Aspen won’t ever forget.  Though Aspen’s stubbornness time to time surfaces and finds herself back in Detention with the wretched Professor.

▷Personality

☑  Adventurous, Dedicated, & Honorable, ☒  Mischievous, Stubborn, & Secretive.

A Little About Ignis’s Breed

{ Ignis || Garden Bog / Garden Variety

Garden Bog or Garden Variety Dragons are one of the weakest and easiest dragons to kill off on the face of the earth. They are truly a remarkable and a rare species of dragon compared to other dragons mentioned in the book Dragon Species of Great Britain and Ireland; their size can vary but usually there the size of a Terrier. They are the most known critically endangered dragons long thought to be completely extinct until a small group was re-founded by Magizoologist Dimitris Votsis on his exploration in the Archipelago of Scotland.  Collected by the MacFusty Clan to in hopes to revive their species. It’s confirmed that they can be able to breathe fire and noted to have sharp talons, and it’s best not to look them in the eyes for too long.  Some habits known in the book Dragon Species of Great Britain and Ireland is that they usually bury their eggs under sand, and nest near small coves on the Archepilgo of Scottland and other places.  Although it’s hard to keep them alive when natural scavengers, like Hebridean Black Dragons, dig up and destroy their eggs on the small cove beaches. Or if the high-tide comes and destroys the nesting place of the babies, or if the eggs aren’t buried deep enough. It’s a struggle in their natural habitat because of the many catastrophes that happened to them in the past, along with keeping them out of trouble with Muggles.  But they are mostly harmless and under the care and watch of Dimitris Votsis as he’s in the midst of writing a book about these “garden-variety” type Dragons.  Some key notes he’s observed already is that they are good at hunting fish, rodents, small birds and keeping pests out of gardens and tend to dig up crystals. Irresistibly drawn to music, silver, crystals and gems they are very easily to lure and capture making it yet another reason there most imminent extinct.

Build:  No longer than the forearm- but usually the size of Terriers.

Color: Mystic Evergreen color with combinations of lighter shades of goldish-wheat, and glacier green and pure dark blue.

Weakness: Music & Silver to Shiny Objects

Sounds Garden Bogs Make:  Chirping, Whistling, Clicking || Squeals, Shrills, Screeching & Low Growls

Class:  Imminent Extinction and has relations with the Welsh Green.

▷Notable Relationships:

@iconoclast-infidel

@nyantry