#jester cross (toffee)

[full-moon-phoenix]

In which Comet calls out Hekapoo for getting one-upped by a Monster who makes scissors

[new-moon-over-septarsis]

The reason Comet gets along with Toffee is because they both understand that the ability to weaponize magic is insignificant next to the power of food. I imagine Comet has had many arguments with the Magic High Commission over food.

"We need what these guys have!"

"Why bother? We have the magic."

"I don't give a fuck about our magic! They're sitting on a gold mine of bread, you uncultured swines!!"

[new-moon-over-septarsis]

@festivefraud (repost cos I forgot to tag lol)

"Uh oh."

Toffee rushed over to catch the bowl, but Festivia had managed to keep it from spilling. He laughed bashfully.

"My apologies. I'd lost track of time and actually thought I was running late, but it seems I'm here too early. So, what kind of pie will it be today?"

@new-moon-over-septarsis

Shortcuts lead to bad habits, an turn of phrase Festivia was entirely aware of and knew to be at least a little true. She tried to keep them to a minimum. But she hadn't seen her father in ages, and she just wanted to be able to surprise him. So what she was a little short on time, and while doing it wandless was a little trickier she used magic to make pies for parties enough times that she should've had it down to a science!

...Should have.

However, she might have loss track of time with how focused she was, and the call snapped her out of the zone she was in so she spun around first towards the sound, and then quickly again to catch the bowl of berries before they could smash and spill over the floor.

"Er, surprise...?"

[new-moon-over-septarsis]

Comet: How was your return home?

Toffee: Septarsis is haunted.

Comet: What?

Toffee, loading a gun and getting back on the ship: Septarsis is haunted.

[full-moon-phoenix]

@cartoonfan21

Her name is Juno Cross! She was the last (and youngest) Solarian warrior before the program was canceled, but she ran away from Mewni after seeing the horrific experiments on Monsters at St. Orville’s. Together she and Toffee, who was still Jester back then, made a life on Pie Island just before Festivia came into the world.

(Didn't feel like doing a background yet, so have a fusion of Mewni’s sky and Pie Island's beach)

[new-moon-over-septarsis]

"Does Seth know?" Comet hugged herself. "You know, about your daughter?"

"Oh, stars, no," Toffee said defensively. "And I'd prefer to keep it that way. At least until..."

He paused, his hands clasped together in uncertain contemplation. "I've made sure...he has...'opened his mind' a little more since I've been gone."

"Opened his mind about what?" She raised an eyebrow.

He sighed, rubbing the back of his head. "He always...resented the idea of...well, dating non-immortals."

"He didn't like you dating outside your species because he's old and xenophobic." Comet summarized bluntly.

"Ah. So he hasn't changed much at all."

"The only thing that changes about him is that he gets more tired."

"He's been like this ever since he lost his lover in the Massacre. Just like my daughter, he wasn't immortal, and ever since then, I supposed he's signed on to the idea that love and happiness are fleeting for anyone who can die."

Toffee could feel the floodgates creeping open, holding back years of anger and grief repressed from having to tip toe around Seth's own volatile emotions. "It's...it's funny, really. Via's mother was immortal, too, and I lost her anyway." Toffee’s vision became tunneled as he stared down, fidgeting with his calloused hands. "Heh, you know, just once I'd like to tell Seth he's not the only one allowed to be angry and sad, or to get over himself and do something about his grief besides sit alone in that ruined house like the useless old hermit he is!"

Toffee realized that his voice had become louder by the end of his sentence, that he'd been digging his nails into his hands, and the rest of the room came back into focus. Including Comet in the mirror, looking quite worried for him. Toffee quickly straightened himself and cleared his throat, expecting her to awkwardly excuse herself or change the subject.

Instead, after a long pause, she asked, "Should I have sent you back to Seth at all?"

Toffee stared, then laughed. "That's fair. But he has resources that can get me back on my feet." He reassured her, "Don't worry, he's more sad than scary. And I've faced far scarier people than him."

"Alright. I just wonder...does anyone else know? Do you have anyone else to talk to about your daughter?"

Toffee sighed, then asked, "Do you have anyone to talk to about how much you despise the Magic High Commission?"

"That is deflecting, sir." Comet jested.

"But you're like me, aren't you? You don't have anyone you trust with the full truth. To know what you're going through."

[new-moon-over-septarsis]

@festivefraud throws shade and so do I.

do you ever feel like you love a character more than their own writers do

[full-moon-phoenix]

Yo have another late Toffebruary prompt:

Day 19: Blood

That feel when every time you've ever tried to say she was your daughter you got mocked, doubted, vilified, or brutalized, so eventually you went mute every time you wanted to tell someone.

(Also @miwachan2 I've been trying to study your shading because you manage to make everything look so intense please teach me your ways!!!!)

[new-moon-over-septarsis]

The rolling ladder for reaching the tops of the bookshelves had long burnt and decayed, so Globgor had to hoist Jester up on his shoulders to put back a book on seances and Soul Rises. It was just the kind of thing his ma would've collected, so he’d bought it from a library in the underbelly of Mewni that let many a Monster through their doors and added it to his ma's own personal collection.

If everything in the book was accurate and they'd done everything right, a Soul Rise should be happening this midnight, with the library in the center of it. Thus, on a ruined homestead that once belonged to the Cross-Bow family, on a scorched archipelago once abundant with gladiolas, three friends set up camp and stared at the stars, waiting to watch the lost, damned souls of the island rise into the sky.

[full-moon-phoenix]

Guess who should be working on that first chapter but is drawing Seth and Toffee instead? Oh well. At least it's still part of the fic.

Seth protecting Toffee with his life is my new aesthetic.

[new-moon-over-septarsis]

Big Tofficore Energy

let me sleep in ur stupid t-shirts and hold ur dumb hand u piece of shit

[new-moon-over-septarsis]

Why is Corona calls the Lost Councillor?

Back when Toffee was putting together the rebellion against Queen Comet, he fought a mysterious girl wielding Lekmet's staff. He doesn't know where she disappeared to after that, but he does know two things for sure:

1. She's connected to the Supreme High Chancellor

2. She shares Toffee's last name

[full-moon-phoenix]

🎶

"Here in the garden, let's play a game!"

"Another?"

"Yes, another one!

Or, here in the kitchen-"

"Is there a point where this stops being fun?"

But then she smiled, and that's what I'm after. My wife's joyful eyes, my baby girl's laughter.

So: happy to listen. Happy to play. Happily watching her drift away.

So come the weeks where her mind goes on racing, a thousand games at a time.

Then come the weeks where she never leaves bed, and watches the days go by.

And so I wonder, night after night: Does she need my help? Am I doing this right?

Still...happy to play. And happy to stay. Happily watching her drift away.

You keep on turning pages, while the mad race and stare, and the sane mock and glare about you.

And still it takes you ages to see that she's not there...

She's not fully there...

Her mind's not fully there...

It's almost racing on without you.

She finally snapped the day they came, and told us Eclipsa's gone

Without a successor, and won't accept "No" when they say our child's the one...

They...

Need...

Isn't that lovely? Isn't that cool? And isn't that cruel? And aren't I a fool

To have happily failed her

As she went insane

Happily watching her

Drift

Away

🎶

[gushingabtlove]

when ur bfs are all a little funny silly brain <33

this goes out to not even half of my fruity little oc boyfriends who i love very very much <33

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passion, masky, rosibene, nonsense, decay, salem, lockie, sugar, limin, spitts, everett, soda, fitz, bō, daughtry, hao, kastlane, afternoon, lucas, louise, mimmy, yusef, equinox, anthemion, três, viridian, celadon, faigan, radio, syrup, rise, elowen, veraine, axe, creep, vanity, yellow, boston, kain, riles, quick, hydraon, nessie, mousse, ecto, beastly, worship, cannibalism, stalking, abandon, ketamine, pretender, hypocrisy, quixotic, opulence, opportunity, sensuality, sobriety, rage, apocalypse, negligence, irrationality, cube

[suresaint]

Places a lily in her hair. "Pretty..." // from petal

@forevermonsters​

The village green bustled with people attending the three-day fair. All along the open land, merchants had set up tents to sell their wares from. Nearby a bear in a cage bellowed at its fearful audience, and kids with toffee apples chased one another through the crowds. A makeshift stage had been put up for performers. Musicians, singers, acrobats. One man, with his face painted white, balanced on ten foot high stilts whilst he juggled a set of brightly coloured balls. Another man in a crudely sewn jester costume threw himself around like a rag doll, feigning injury to the amusement of onlookers who barked with laughter. Someone was turning a hog over a fire, and the aroma of roasted pork drifted under the noses of those nearest. Zelda tried not to think about her hunger as she sat cross-legged on the grass, and instead watched a young woman with a wicker basket handing flowers to passing folk. Then they met eyes. Zelda smiled slightly, to be polite, and looked away...

She felt a curl, tucked behind her ear, loosen, and something gentle tickle the soft flesh of her temple.

     “Pretty...”

Zelda lifted her eyes, surprised, and felt for the flower which had been placed so delicately in her hair. She almost smiled. Instead she frowned. Carefully she slid the lily from behind her ear and, with some regret, offered it back to the young woman.

“I’m sorry.” She said, her eyes lowered. “I’ve no money to pay for it.”

[full-moon-phoenix]

Toffee for the cursing thing please :3

Will drop "damn" and "hell" into every informal conversation. Will say "bastard" every now and then. Will only say "fuck" once in a blue moon.

From a narrative standpoint, I'll allow him only one "fuck" every other chapter.