#kaomoji challenge

[foxglovefaun]

I’m trying to train myself to hold a pen differently for ergonomic purposes so last night I practiced with writing/drawing kaomoji. It’s challenging but im having fun haha

I’m hoping I can get good quick coz i love these weird lil guys and I wanna put them everywhere (｢• ω •)｢

[thebettybook]

｡ The Great Union That Defies All Odds ｡

💐: My entry for the @briarvalleyarchives “Wedding Day” event

💐: As wedding bells chime in June for the Fairy Gala’s Fairy Queen and her fiancé the Fairy Lord of Winter, Leona and gn!reader join hands in coming up with a wedding dress design for the Fairy Queen.

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Strawbetty’s notes:

🍓 Characters: Leona Kingscholar x gn!reader. Leona and gn!reader are in an established romantic relationship.

🍓 Warning: This fic contains spoilers from the Fairy Gala Remix: Operation Illusive Evolution event.

🍓 Song rec: In this fic, I included some lyrics from “The Great Divide” by The McClain Sisters, which is a total bop and I highly recommend listening to it!

🍓 Other notes: Text borders used from the website Cute Kaomoji

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You tossed a crumpled ball of white mixed media paper over your shoulder unceremoniously for the umpteenth time that afternoon. Your eyes trailed to the glass window panes on the stone walls of NRC’s spacious attic-turned-elective classroom studio as you noted the spring sky’s robin-egg-blue hue dotted with wispy ivory clouds.

Around you stood adjustable dress forms draped with haphazard fabrics of students’ unfinished projects. Next to the dress forms were rectangular sewing tables with ruby pin cushions, cream sewing machines, and sewing threads of every color of the rainbow that were more than enough for fabled sewing mice to use.

Sigh. You turned your attention back to your mixed media sketchbook, flipping to a new page and tapping your pencil against it. I could use some fabled sewing mice to help me come up with a wedding dress design idea right now.

Your final assignment for Fashion Design class (a new elective class at NRC taught by Crewel) was to sketch a wedding dress design for the Fairy Queen, ruler of the Faeland’s fairies who held the recent Fairy Gala event in NRC’s Botanical Garden.

Ever since Ace, Jack, Ortho, and Silver were discovered by the fae at the event, the Fairy Queen grew enamored by their Fairy Gala outfits designed by Crewel. After the Fairy Gala, the Queen’s representatives sought out Crewel and asked him via translator bell to design a wedding dress for the Queen’s upcoming wedding to the Fairy Lord of Winter.

Crewel, who usually never turned down a challenge or opportunity related to fashion, thought this was an opportunity better suited for his Fashion Design students’ final assignments instead. The student whose sketch design gained the highest marks would be chosen to bring their wedding dress design to life with Crewel’s help. Crewel also emphasized the addition of extra credit points for the student whose sketch design would be chosen.

You didn’t want to pass up the chance to gain extra credit points to boost your overall GPA at NRC. Plus, it wasn’t everyday that one got to design a wedding dress for a Fairy Queen. What you didn’t anticipate, however, was that you’d have problems coming up with a wedding dress design in the first place.

There were just so many options when it came to wedding dress silhouettes, fabrics, and more. Puff sleeves? Tight sleeves? A ballgown skirt? A trumpet skirt? Chiffon? Lace? Tulle??

You wracked your brain, finding it difficult to commit to an idea when there were so many possibilities—the possibilities, not unlike the length of a wedding veil, were endless. Even all the episodes of “Say Yes to the Fairy Godmother’s Dress,” a bridal reality TV series you enjoyed watching with Cater, couldn’t help you think of an idea.

Instead of saying “yes” to a wedding dress idea, your head was filled with “no”’s to all your ideas. You let out another sigh and plopped your pencil down onto the sketchbook. Your eyes shifted to all the crumpled pieces of paper on the floor. I should clean this up.

Littering wasn’t helping you come up with any ideas either, so you decided to give yourself a teeny break and went over to pick up the three crumpled-up paper balls that laid a few feet away from your sewing table. You crouched down, your lips parting to hum a random song that just came to mind.

“Oi,” a voice called to you at the door, making you forget what song you were going to hum. Your eyes shot up to see Leona leaning against the door frame with his ever-so-smug smirk. Rather than one hand propped on his hip as usual, both of his arms bulged with two packaged sandwiches, various snacks, and two carton drinks from the Dining Hall.

You could tell that the smugness of his smirk came from how proud Leona was that he got lunch for the two of you on his own from the Dining Hall rather than Ruggie doing so, even if Leona overdid it a bit.

“Leona,” your face lit up at the sight of him nonetheless, and especially at the sight of lunch. Leona set down all the food at the nearest table, making his way over to you.

Bending down on one knee, Leona picked up all three balls of paper for you. “What’s got you litterin’ like there’s no tomorrow?” The lion beastman raised an eyebrow, his smirk softening into an amused smile as he stood up and threw the paper balls into a nearby recycling bin.

“Uuugh, I can’t think of a wedding dress to design for the life of me.” You joined Leona in grabbing all the food off the table before both making your way to your sewing table. He settled onto the wooden stool next to yours, his knees brushing against yours.

Leona’s emerald orbs settled on the blank paper of your drawing pad. “A wedding dress?” His fingers swiftly unfolded the sand-colored sandwich wrapping paper of a menchi katsu sandwich while you opened a (your favorite meat/veggie/filling) sandwich. The crinkles of the wrapping papers added to your chatting with Leona, making the classroom seem livelier despite it being just the two of you. “Who’s getting married?”

“The Fairy Queen from the Fairy Gala,” you tapped your pencil against your cheek while you held your sandwich in another hand. “She’s getting married to the Fairy Lord of Winter from a neighboring kingdom in a few weeks. She comes from a land of warmth, while he comes from a land of frost. They met last winter and fell in love despite all odds, so the theme Crewel gave us is ‘The Great Union That Defies All Odds.’ But how can I put that into a wedding dress?”

“‘The Great Union That Defies All Odds,’ huh?” Leona sipped his earl grey milk tea box, his thin dark-brown eyebrows knitting together as he pondered over the theme. “To me, that sounds like the impossible being possible.”

You paused your pencil midway before the pencil’s charcoal tip could land on the page. “Wait, you’re onto something,” you set the pencil down on the page and munched on your sandwich. “The Fairy Queen embodies spring, while the Fairy Lord of Winter embodies winter…You’d think nothing could bloom in winter, like their love, but it’s possible. Just like flowers that bloom in winter!”

Without a word, Leona pulled out his sleek ebony smartphone from his school uniform pants pocket and typed “flowers that bloom in winter” into MagiGoogle with one hand while still holding his sandwich in his other hand. You scooted on your stool closer to Leona, your shoulder touching his as the two of you scrolled down a list on MagiGoogle of all the flowers in Twisted Wonderland that bloomed in winter.

“Leucojum, camellias…,” you read the list aloud, none of them screaming “wedding” to you yet. “Wait!”

Leona paused his finger on the smartphone screen. “Did something in the list catch your eye?”

You nodded, leaning in closer to his smartphone screen. “Ornamental cabbage…it says here that the colors of ornamental cabbage grow more intense as the weather grows colder…which could be PERFECT for the ‘The Great Union That Defies All Odds’ theme!”

“I could use the ornamental cabbage as the main material for the Queen’s wedding dress, and have the colors be more vivid at the skirt of the dress like a gradient…,” your voice trailed off as you thought of possible wedding dress design ideas with ornamental cabbage. You finished off your sandwich with a hearty bite, now energized to start designing a wedding dress.

Leona lifted an eyebrow, but his lips quirked into a loving smile at your creativity. “Gotta tell you, herbivore, you know I’m not surprised by many things. But an ornamental cabbage wedding dress takes the cake. The wedding cake, heh.”

“Haha, you’re so punny.” You lovingly rolled your eyes at Leona, who simply winked at you and resumed eating his sandwich. “But now that I’m saying it out loud, ornamental cabbage might not be fitting enough for a queen’s wedding dress. It’s a good start for brainstorming, though.”

Leona finished his sandwich, dabbing a napkin against the corners of his mouth. “Why don’t ‘cha go with camellias? They symbolize romantic love, adoration, devotion, and care,” Leona listed off the symbolism of camellias as if remembering flower language and symbolism were the most casual things in the world.

Those who didn’t know Leona well would never guess that he was well-versed in flower language and symbolism. It was one of those well-hidden hobbies or topics of interest of Leona’s that he shared with you over time, and it added to one of the many things you loved about Leona: his love for the knowledge of topics that related to nurturing the world.

To Leona’s surprise, you brought your right hand up to rest it on top of his left hand—the hand you wanted to hold while you walked through life with Leona. “That sounds perfect.”

Leona slouched in his stool and nuzzled his cheek against the side of your head. His eyelids drooped as the daffodil-yellow afternoon sunlight danced through the glass panes of the classroom windows, adding to the warmth that embraced Leona with your hand on his.

You rested your head on his shoulder, closing your eyes to enjoy the moment as well. The fact that it was just you and Leona in the room, with comfortable silence now between you two as you basked in each other’s company, made a melody bloom from your mouth.

“Mm, mmm, mmm, mm,” You began humming the melody of the song you were going to hum before Leona came in. It was a song known throughout Twisted Wonderland about bringing all species—no matter how great the odds were—together.

Leona’s lion ears flicked at your humming as your lips parted.

“I’m on your side, let’s take this ride.”

Your singing voice possessed a softness to it, yet the lyrics you sang were loud enough for Leona’s ears and heart to hear.

“And together we’re facing the world, doing things nobody’s done before.”

With your right hand still on Leona’s left hand, you used your thumb to draw circles across the somewhat-dry skin of his hand. Your thumb moved upwards to massage his fingers—first his pinky, and then his ring finger.

Before you could massage his other fingers, Leona flipped his hand up so that his palm faced yours, and he intertwined his fingers with yours. His fingers wasted no time in giving yours a firm yet gentle squeeze. The lyrics you sang made Leona think about you—how he too wanted to hold your hand while walking through life with you.

It was your hands, with always the most loving and caring of even the smallest of touches, that helped him gain the courage to want to care for his own life—from the days where you would brush away a crumb from the corner of his mouth with the back of your thumb, to the nights where you would thread your fingers through his mane during the rare times he had trouble falling asleep.

It was those touches from your hands that motivated him to bring to surface and share with you and others his interests, passions, and just anything genuine that Leona thought he had given up hope for or thought he kept hidden painfully well for a long time now.

Because why nurture anything in an endless winter of being overlooked and compared to, with none of his achievements or even actions mattering for as long as he could remember?

His endless winter wasn’t endless anymore, replaced by the blooms of Leona sharing his passions and interests with others (such as teaching you about flower language and symbolism or about the stars, or spending more time with his Magift Club teammates by watching Pro Magift games with them) that led to his experiences over the past year at NRC with those he could now confidently call his loved ones.

While being each other’s most significant loved ones, you and Leona weren’t perfect, and the two of you had your fair share of squabbles from time to time. At the end of any squabble, however, the two of you would always communicate, take each other’s hands, and choose to be part of each other’s lives.

Leona cracked his eyes open, taking in the view that was your hand in his. It was your hands, soft and warm as spring, that never failed to make Leona feel safe, loved, and supported. He wanted his hands to make you feel the same way for the rest of your life.

The first thing you saw when you opened your eyes only a few minutes later was Leona admiring your hand in his. When his eyes shifted to meet yours, you returned his squeeze with your own before gently prying your fingers away from his. “I should get started on my drawing.” You wanted to keep sitting there with your hand in Leona’s, but the lunch period was probably ending soon.

Propping his right elbow up on the table, Leona rested his cheek against his palm and watched you etch light charcoal lines onto your paper.

A low hum rose from his throat. “Mm mm mm mmn.” The light scratches of your pencil against the paper created an odd harmony with his low humming, but your smile at his humming encouraged Leona to keep going.

In a near whisper, he sang the same lyrics you sang to him just moments ago in his baritone singing voice that never failed to soothe you.

“I’m on your side, let’s take this ride.”

To Leona, the lyrics sounded like a marriage proposal disguised in a song. He wondered if you thought that, too, with the way the song came to your mind earlier in the midst of coming up with a wedding dress design for the Fairy Queen.

“The Great Union That Defies All Odds.” It was the theme that symbolized the Fairy Queen and the Fairy Lord of Winter’s love story, but the theme made Leona reflect on your and his love story.

The love story of a human from a magic-less world and a lion beastman from a magic-filled world, where they experience adventures and chaos practically every day on the campus of NRC.

No matter what life threw at you and Leona everyday, the two of you chose to stay by each other’s side.

Hand-in-hand, through it all.

Leona cracked a grin while singing when you parted your lips to join him.

“And together we’re facing the world, doing things nobody’s done before.”

If his relationship with you wasn’t a great union that defies all odds, Leona didn’t know what was.

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[vivalabunbun]

Hello!! It’s the anon with the excessive kaomoji again (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)♡

I have to admit I’m not quite sure what to say- or rather I’m not quite sure how to say it- what I want to convey is: I hope you’re taking good care of yourself.

It’s important to rest and not to push yourself too hard, especially since I’m sure you’re giving it your all right now to work through these overwhelming times ♪( ´θ｀)

You deserve a good rest~ always cheering you on Viva!!

頑張って!! You got this <3

Hello there! 👋👋

Thank you for the words of encouragement, I'm slowly getting back into things. 💕✨

Yep it was definitely burn out, just a few days of just nothing but sleeping and taking walks really helped 🥹

But now… a new challenger approaches… the start of a new semester 🗿

[vanilladreams-bah]

Hello! Can We+ request a songtive of Acolyte by Slaughter Beach, Dog? Can they be like,, an empathy/emotion holder. And be sort of a romanticor? Our ASPD has been out of hand lately. Tysm and We+ love the theme!! Level 3 if you'll allow it or just whatever level you have energy for!

- 🦷(tagging myself so I get the notif @canines-alter-creation )

Of course you can :33c This was super challenging but I had a lot of fun !!

✨ Now bringing you a gift :; Songtive Request

Names) :; Alexander, Christian, Ezra, Luca, Milo, Cassius,

Pronoun(s) :; He/they/love/lover/soft/care

Age :; 23

Genders) :; Hyperromantic, Empaprince, Empathsol, Softboycoric

Orientation :; Omnisexual (whatever is needed when its needed

Source :; Acolyte - Slaughter Beach, Dog

Role :; Empathy holder, Romanticor, Cupid

Faceclaim ::

Source

Typing quirk :; Types informally, no capital letters, rarely uses punctuation, uses a lot of emojis / kaomojis

Personality :; Very gentle and sweet, feels emotions to the fullest. Cares about everyone and everything even wishing those who've done him wrong the best in life.

Role performance :; As an emapthy holder, they are very quick to feel empathetic towards literally everything. They care deeply about their friends and their loved ones. As a romanticor / cupid love is often helping others in lovers system with relationships and the problems that come with low empathy in their relationships. Soft may also front to give the other member a sense of empathy / a boost of emotions while in front

Front triggers :; Ezra's positive front triggers front triggers are talk of crushes, giving relationship advice, and relationship gossip. His neutral front triggers could be needing to do their job. Negative triggers may be any harmed animals, love's headmates being mean to their partner(s) in their apathy, and your partner system being upset for relationship reasons

Likes and dislikes :; Likes babies, animals, anyone needing cared for, setting up new relationships, being helpful. Dislikes mean apathetic headmates, struggling relationships, being pushed to the side when hes trying to do his job.

[tokuteasings]

Kiss Headcanons - Goshikida Kaito, Zox Goldtsuiker, Stacey

THIS IS DEDICATED TO STACEY BC I LOVE THIS STUPID BOI SO MUCH OKAY????? He’s the only reason I got into Zenkaiger lol. But man why is everyone so hot???

Like fuck it’s not fair. 

Anyway I’mma go scream about Stacey (and the rest of the bois) now lol. Enjoy~!

Warnings: None. I love em. Kinda nsfw ish.

First let me bring your attention to Kiita-san’s photoshoot. Okay? Okay. Thank you for your time.

Goshikida Kaito

Kissing Kaito literally is like kissing sunshine and rainbows. This man is the definition of sugary candy. I mean he lives in a fucking candy shop for Christ’s Sake. His blood is just running around with sugar. So he literally tastes like fucking candy on steroids. Though, there is this adorable little passion behind each and every one of his kisses. It’s something you can’t place but it’s like a surprise found within a lollipop’s center. He can’t keep his hands off of you, really, and tends to tangle his hands into your hair whenever he can or grip your clothes.

Actually Kaito is just a very enthusiastic kisser! He’ll peck your cheeks or randomly kiss your lips whenever he wants! If he’s in a hyper and energetic mood (which is always) he randomly tends to peck and pepper your face with kisses!!! If he can’t reach your face, then it’s your fingers! Kaito is suuuper physical with people he likes so expect like kisses as a greeting whenever he sees you!

Kaito will shyly admit that he gets rather pouty whenever he can’t get your kisses at a timely interval. He’s just got oh so much energy and love to go around!! It has to fucking go out somewhere!!!! He tends to take this sort of energy and shove it into his texts for you. Sure they blow up your phone sometimes but he has gotten better at not…doing that. He tends to send nothing but emojis and kaomojis, sometimes with cute little pouty pictures and videos of him. “When are you coming baaaack?! I miss you! When can I see you?!” things like that. Yacchan thinks it’s legit the cutest thing and the most hilarious thing at the same time and fondly think about her own family.

Ya know what kind of kisses make Kaito fucking melt??? Fucking. Chest. Kisses. His cheeks flush like the fucking brightest of reds okay? I mean, he has a fucking pretty as chest but like Kaito’s thinks with his heart; it’s so big and beautiful!!! You gotta give it love back! Besides, Kaito is a weee bit sensitive in his chest area and he giggles (or moans depending on the situation lol) whenever you do this to him! Neck kisses also make him purr and it tickles!!

Over all, Kaito’s kisses are beyond abundant and overflowing. You will never be lonely with this man around you that’s for sure. He demands a kiss when he wakes up and right before he goes to bed. He wants one every single second of the day like the clingy boyfriend that he is! It’s very easy to make him flush too so take every single chance you can get to make him blush with a kiss attack!!!!

 Zox Goldtsuiker

Kissing Zox is like a treasure in itself, a pirate coming to steal your breath away and keep it captive all to himself. Not surprisingly, Zox is the best kisser out of the three men we are talking about today! His tongue action is second to none and it tends to fight yours for dominance more than not. Zox sees this as a challenge, an adventure more often than not. Most of the time he tends to cup your chin and tilt it towards him (if you’re shorter than him) or pull you down by your collar without hesitation (if you’re taller than him) and honestly, kisses are rewards for him. He also makes this fucking quip to you always whenever he sees you, making finger guns and stating, “I’m going to steal a kiss from you.” Or “I’ll steal your lips.” You either need to agree to his demands or lightly smack him because he’s so cringey lol.

Actually if he does those fucking finger guns at you, fucking kiss his fingers or take them into your mouth. Sure ya maaay get into the sexy times but more so it’s just to make him flush and lose his cool. He’ll stutter for a moment, face bright red and stares dumbfounded at you for a minute. He’ll get his coool back just to kiss you silly again but listen. Listen. When I say it’s the most fucking fun to take Zox down a fucking peg or two it is the BEST. But really though, kiss his fingers whenever you can! He secretly likes it since he’s a very tactile person and all. Zox also tends to kiss the back of your hand more often than not as well. It’s a sweeter gesture more than anything.

Zox also gets pretty damn pouty when he doesn’t get kisses at certain intervals of the day. However, unlike Kaito, Zox is a looot more subtle about it. He does send you texts whenever he can but it’s more so long the lines of keeping his cool more than anything. He doesn’t mind that if you’re not avaliable but will make a bit of a fit about it. Telling you things like: “Come back soon, I miss those cute little lips of yours.” Or “Wanna sit in my lap later today, treasure? ;)” yeah outwardly he may seem fine but inwardly? He’s dying. But he’s faking it till he makes it!!!

PDA is not a problem at all! Flint and his brothers are super happy that you two are together and if anything, they just either gag or roll their eyes whenever they catch you guys kissing. Oh yeah, y’all kiss in public a LOT. Kaito and the others have also caught you two making out every now and then and sure there is some embarassment involved but honestly, Zox jut wants to get back to kissing you and stealing your breath away. No offense to his family or Kaito and the rest, but listen. He’s a fucking little brat and a wee bit jealous so nope. No one else is going to see your kiss-swollen lips GOODBYE-

For all of the steamy and sexy kisses that Zox gives out, he actually is secretly extremely sweet whenever you two are alone. There’s these…slow kisses when he holds you like you’re going to shatter in his hands, fingers gentle rubbing calming circles into your skin and revearing you for all its worth. Zox is a dangerous man to love but a sweet one and a wild one at best. He tends to map out stars and constellations of kisses up and down your face and body whenever he can, starting from your chest (where he aims to steal your heart if he hasn’t already lol) and up, up, up to your lips at last.

Stacey

Kissing Stacey is a new experience. He’s been oh so long without affection of any sort that it takes a while for him to understand how much he…wants something. It was always taken away from him so it will take some time for him to be comfortable kissing you. Even hand-holding with you is also sacrilegious!!! He’s always a blushing and flushed mess whenever you two part from your kiss and honestly, he doesn’t know what to do half of the time. And more often than not, you need to take the initiative when it comes to kissing him. He’ll come around but more often than not, he has this little tug of your arm that is a signal that he wants a kiss. He’s getting better and will timidly kiss your lips randomly or ask in this too quiet to hear voice but you can make fun of him if you want (listen his pouty and blushing face is *chef’s kiss*) but it’s best to be patient with him during this time and let him come to you. But his kisses are honestly walking on sunshine and clouds and letting it float the both of you up into a heavenly realm where no one can catch you. 

Now as the ruler of Kikaitopia, Stacey has been rather busy and actually has begun to miss your kisses! Like Zox, he’s better at hiding his needs but his eyes always tend to wander towards his phone or your lips or to you in general. You’re always in the corner of his eyes and it’s uh, kind of obvious that he wants a kiss. Sure he’ll deny it in his texts or verbally like the stupid lil tsuntsun he is, but please give him what he wants!!! He’ll blush the brightest when you do this, claiming that he is supposed to give you kisses and not the other way around! Let him do it!!!! Damn it!!! It’s cute to see him like this, lol. 

Actually, tug on his hair and play with it whenever you two kiss! It’s literally like his fucking fave thing in the world. It also leads to sexy times lol, with cute little moans, purrs, and whines leaving his lips. Trust me, it’s fucking DELICIOUS~! He tends to melt right away whenever you do this and leans into your touch, closer and closer, deepening the kiss when he has no idea that’s actively doing this! He will absolutely grip you back, his hands lightly shaking in fright that this sensation is a dream - that it isn’t real and it’s some sort of cruel, cruel joke. If he opens his eyes, you’ll be gone. If anything, that grip in his hair is more or less a sort of comfort for him. It’s a reminder that you’re here, it’s the same with him gripping you. It doesn’t hurt to be a lil rough with his hair but it’s best to be gentle and not cause pain. Just play with it, it’s so fucking nice and silky and smooth~!

Kissing his ears is a sore spot for him. It’s a clear evidence of his past, and his father who uh...we all know who the fuck he is. If anything, kisses on his ears make him feel oh so vulnerable and it’ll take a good amount of time before he’s comfy with the idea of kissing his ears. If you want to, it’s best to ask him if it’s alright before doing so and it helps to hold his hands whenever do so. It’s like erasing the harsher tones of his father or the memories that haunt him until the end. When he’s fully comfortable with the fact you can kiss his ears, he’ll probably like nuzzle into you like a cat lol. 

Stacey’s favorite kisses are the ones that ease him, so head and forehead kisses are his fave, especially if you play with his hair during this time and you two are cuddling! It’s these...lazy kisses when you two exist together and he doesn’t have to worry about fighting for anyone’s approval or in general, for his life. It’s your kisses that return life to him and your love that makes him the happiest person in the world. You approve of him and you are helping him learn to love himself...so like, you need to kiss him a lot. That being said, Stacey also wants you to love yourself so each kiss he gives you is reverent, because you are his partner, his love, his life...and he wants to cherish you beyond eternity. 

[mestos]

meso stop being pissed off all the time challenge: ok ok i should stop typically filling my tumblr w being mad whenever i decide to actively post sumn on here so ill talk abt sumn positive to christen my blog w good vibes again

really been enjoying story of seasons: pioneers of olive town lately :-) two save files for two ongoing playthroughs rn, romanced iori in one and damon in the other. very very relaxing and i like the vibes sm... Im in my simulation game era

also playing dont starve together w my buddies has been helping me keep my serotonin level on the high ^o^)/** <- ive also become kaomoji (ironic) accustomed. it gives me peace

i was gonna join AF and i even touched up all my ocs refs to put on the website but then i got overwhelmed w stuff irl and didnt finish their oc desc... an incomplete written bio (that i wrote) makes me so >:( so i dont think i can get around to doing that w enough time ...

also i need to finish my ∆ strategy playthru but bc srpg is kinda mentally taxing i need like to be in the Zone. I love the story and lore a lot tho its very fun :-)

I hope to have a better week than the last 🫡 and I hope everyone does too

[krakrac]

1 5 10 15 for oc(s) of ur choosing ?

number 1 is already answered in the previous ask, feel free to check out my insane conlanger ramblings 💥💥

5. What’s their favorite type of weather? Do they like to do anything specific on days when the weather is how they like it?

Nyr was raised in the arctic/sub-arctic and he naturally prefers generally colder weather except in his eyes it's warm (he loves arctic summers but mind you they are arctic summers). As for the other arctic extreme, the winter, he doesn't mind freezing temps at all, he actually finds them quite refreshing. Generally speaking, he likes sunny weather the most no matter the season.

Yrsk simply doesn't give a fuck and is content as long as he is not literally freezing his ass off. Which is ironic given that he plans on living with Nyr in his very cold homeland. Unlike Nyr, he handles warm temperatures well, although he found the heat of the Sorkish desert during the day really challenging sometimes.

Hara is in the same situation as Yrsk and Snori goes into both extremes – appreciates both cold and hot weather, loves both rain and the sun.

10. What’s their favorite time of day?

Nyr likes the dawn and the dusk the most. He finds them way more relaxing than the night which feels too silent and lonely for him.

On the other hand, Yrsk prefers the night. Even though he normally can't sit still and has to Do Things to not explode out of boredom, he finds comfort in the silence of the night when he can finally force himself to rest. Positive association probably plays a role as a lot of Sorkish festivities he attended were held in the night when the desert cooled down.

Idk about Snori and Hara really. No particular time of day comes to mind so i guess they wouldn't have a preferred one.

15. How do they type? Do they use emojis? Do abbreviate and shorten words?

They don't, the sillies canonically can't read nor write (except Hara and Snori). At least for now, but in any case Nyr didn't need it ever, everything was passed down by oral tradition in his homeland, and Yrsk can barely read text because he gets extremely frustrated by his dyslexia every time anyone tries to teach him and just gives up.

But i wanna pull out modern AU here, so:

Nyr would use proper punctuation and diacritics, but probably only in miniscule (the gay typing is real), and he would always try to write everything crystal clear. i think he would love emoticons and kaomoji

Yrsk would be the polar opposite, i think his texts would be borderline incomprehensible because he would type fast and wouldnt check if he even makes sense (now combine that with the dyslexia), though for some reason Nyr would be so used to it that he would be able to read it without trouble (me when im reading the ancient texts (yrsk is just asking whether we want to order pizza for dinner)). Probably would use like three emojis at most.

Hara and Snori would probably be very tame in this regard. Hara would have an emoji for every situation, Snori would have a silly reaction pic for every situation.

[ao3feed-danganronpa]

Nagito Fluff Headcanons

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/5BbNiwZ

by Nagitos_stepping_stool

I love my silly little man, so I wrote these headcanons for him, if he was in a relationship with you! (me-) Anyways, I really hope these make sense, I think some of them are just repetitive, but I worked super hard on this, and really, really, tried to imagine how Nagito would act if he was in a relationship.

Words: 2880, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Super Dangan Ronpa 2

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M, Gen

Characters: Komaeda Nagito, Reader

Relationships: Komaeda Nagito/Reader

Additional Tags: Fluff, nagito being wholesome, perfect example of me being down bad for nagito, Domestic Fluff, fluff headcanons, danganronpa 2 headcanons, nagito wants to be a dad someday, SFW Alphabet Challenge, how do i tag this-, i was bored so i wrote this, happy late birthday Nagito, birthday fic (but late), Komaeda Nagito's Luck Cycle, Komaeda Nagito Being Komaeda Nagito, Komaeda Nagito Needs a Hug, small self insert hc, i use kaomoji's for like 4 prompts and then stop, also we hate the letter v because the letter v is not included here

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/5BbNiwZ

[squibo]

😄😊

[hatarou]

Thank you and here is your G5 Scheherazade! Sorry for uploading late,this is my first time to draw her💞the cute magi!! And I still take this kaomoji challenge and welcome any characters to fill my ask box😆

[onisuu]

Ryuji with (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ !! | kaomoji art challenge

[versadies]

Hello, I'm a new follower! ヾ(•ω•`)o Can I kindly request Scorpio for Scaramouche where he pretends to not care when the reader is about to die (fails terribly) but grows more anxious? And it's an angst drabble btw :D Also congrats on 1k followers! ヾ(≧▽≦*)o [Aah sorry if I used too many kaomojis]

until death (drabble)

penpal: thank you for the follow 💗💗 and no worries on the kaomojis, i LOVE them sm <<3 hope this is angsty enough for you anon!

prompt: scorpio the scorpion, near-death soulmate au

pairing/s: scaramouche x gn!reader

sypnosis: sometimes, scaramouche wished he followed his guts.

includes: harbinger!reader, ooc!scaramouche (?), character death, mentions of blood and violence, angst/no-comfort, this isn’t a fluffy fic. this story isn’t connected to the newest archon quest !

“i’ll be back, alright? just wait for a while and i’ll be back with the raiden shogun’s gnosis.” you said, stopping yourself from following your superior— la signora —to look back at your lover, who’s rather not pleased from the sudden order you were given by the said superior.

scaramouche rolled his eyes, looking away from your gaze. “yeah whatever. don’t keep me waiting for long, will you?”

you smile widely, happy that he’s willing to wait for you. “of course. see you later, scaramouche!” without letting him reply, you immediately ran off to find la signora.

as the doors closes behind you, scaramouche narrow his eyes, thinking about… a feeling that’s been bothering him for a while.

just what is it that’s bothering him so much?

“what am i even thinking? i’m pretty sure it’s nothing.” he muttered to himself.

.

an hour had long passed since you left— but to scaramouche? it felt more than just an hour. his subordinates watched as their lord harbinger walks around the room, his face says it all: irritation, impatience, and most of all, worried. he won’t admit it though. after all, it’s not like you’ll die right? it’s just a simple meeting with the raiden shogun.

“this is bad…” scaramouche halts his movements from the sudden comment of one of his subordinates, who was busy talking to a cicin mage. “everything’s getting worse back in the city and there’s no sign of one of the harbingers.” the fatui agent added as the cicin mage nods in agreement.

he then furrowed his eyebrows, slowly turning to where the two fatui members are. what do they mean there’s no sign of one of the harbingers?

it didn’t help how it had also started to rain harder than before, the loud sounds of the crashing thunders made scaramouche feel even more anxious and irritated of your absence.

“it’s probably just la signora being missing. i’m sure y/n is on their way back.” he mumbled to himself, shaking his head off before walking back to one of the rooms in the hideout, hoping to make his thoughts of you go away.

to this hour, the feeling still didn’t go away.

.

la signora came back instead of you.

“…why are you back?” scaramouche says in a dark tone, eyes narrowing at the sight of the 8th harbinger walking inside the room with a smirk on her face. “whatever do you mean, balladeer?” she asked.

“where’s y/n?”

la signora stays silent, although her smirk didn’t fade away, scaramouche could see how it slightly twitched downward.

she lets out a fake sad sigh, looking away from the man’s angered gaze. from that look alone, scaramouche knew something had happened to you, yet that didn’t stop a part of him from hoping that you’re actually alright.

until la signora starts talking again.

“it’s disappointing how the raiden shogun was merciful for giving them a quick death. i would’ve enjoyed it if that archon had done a slow agonizing death.”

his heart drops, eyes going wide from la signora’s comment.

the woman didn’t fail to notice, pleased to see the man’s facade beginning to fade away. “i must say… they’re very bold for challenging the raiden shogun a duel in exchange for her gnosis. it’s such a shame that they’ve fallen.”

scaramouche’s hands turned into fists, trying not to listen to the fair lady’s words. “leave.”

without another comment, la signora heads out from the room, leaving the other harbinger alone with his dark thoughts.

why did you die?

“i’ll be back soon, alright?” he should’ve went out with you instead. why did you leave him alone in this ridiculous hideout while you’re out there dying?

he would’ve stopped you from going to death’s doorstep had he followed his stupid gut feeling.

if anyone were to enter the room he’s in, they would’ve felt suffocated from the purple energy seeping through the furious harbinger. despite so, the man could care less if anyone got injured because of what he’s going through.

scaramouche then removes his hat, staring down at a certain picture of you and him together when you first took him out to inazuma’s fireworks show.

“my wish is to love you and not leave you forever.” you whispered to him, watching as the fireworks have been set off to the skies for you to see. “what about you?”

he simply rolled his eyes in response, staring at the fireworks as well with an unexplainable look on his face. “i’m not interested in those kinds of things.”

you then pouted, disappointed with your lover’s answer. “aw no fair! you have to at least have one wish at some point in your life!”

“i promise you scaramouche,” you suddenly declared, standing up from the ground with competitive eyes. “i won’t leave you forever until you tell me your wish!”

“my wish was for you to be with me forever.” scaramouche mumbled, closing his eyes as he looks up at the ceiling. “i told you wishes never worked, look at where we are now.”

you promised that you wouldn’t leave him forever. he didn’t think that you meant your kind of forever.

“i’d like to see you try loser!” he exclaims, his competitiveness showing off to you as the fireworks are now ignored.

scaramouche suddenly opens his eyes, glaring daggers at his door as a new motive began— a motive that will perhaps please the tsaritsa if it ended successfully.

he looks up at where la signora left, his expression had a hint of murderous intentions as he puts his hat on top of his head and walks out from the room.

“guards, has the raiden shogun left her residence?”

[nyaitsu-writes]

new enstars blog yaaay!! some general rei relationships hcs would be great 🥺🥺 thank you!

i went completely overboard with this because it’s rei we’re talking about hehe i wanted to do something like my usual hcs lenght wise but oops when i realized i had already written way too much (and tbh i could write even more sooo c;) pspspsps reiPs in the fandom this is for you <3

✧ rei | relationship hcs ✧

REI SAKUMA;

✦ rei is a romantic. he’ll joke and say that he has centuries of experience in the ancient art of courting, and you know what, maybe he is right this time. because he is really good at this.

✦ he likes sending you flowers. from singles to full bouquets, this man knows exactly what he is doing and he isn’t afraid to show off. it takes a bit of research on the internet on your part but you soon realize that he planned everything in advance: it all has a meaning. you knew already that roses mean love but it all depends on the colour and the number… figuring out the exact meaning he wanted to convey with his flowers is becoming a really nice challenge.

✦ letters! old man or not rei isn’t too good at technology. plus, there’s something inherently romantic in writing a poetic letter where he can talk about how much he loves you, especially if he can sneak it in with some nice flowers, right? you’re used to rei’s chicken scratch handwriting but you’re pleasantly surprised to find out that he has put a lot of effort into making his paragraphs readable (and his handwriting looks fancier now).

✦ this doesn’t mean that you don’t text with him, though. good morning and good night texts between you two are a must, and be sure that he’ll sneak a few kaomojis here and there ( •̀ ω •́ )✧. rei isn’t he most talkative when it’s early but at night? get ready to spend hours talking to him, you’ll get so engrossed in the conversation that you’ll forget how late it is. most of the time you’ll start talking about something random via texts and end up on the longest phone call ever, so you better get some strong coffee for tomorrow!

✦ listen here… slow dancing. you know exactly what he’s planning each time he offers you his hand, dragging you into the middle of the room. most of the times he doesn’t need music, his steps are so smooth and coordinated already even if he hasn’t stopped looking into your eyes for a second. one hand holding yours, the other in your waist: it feels like a fairy tale. the cramped light music club room, dark as usual with a few candles here and there has become your own personal ballroom.

✦ but deep down, covered by his smooth flirting techniques, rei is hiding something else. and that is... that he is always craving affection! he doesn’t care if he was holding you 5 minutes ago, he’ll whine if you try to get away. why would you even want to, isn’t it comfortable between his arms? undead’s cool and composed vampire leader is the cuddliest person ever, sorry.

✦ rei really likes kissing you. he likes kissing your cheek as a good morning sign. he likes kissing your forehead as “i want to protect you” sign. he loves kissing your hands too because he’s still a bit of an old man and it’s his special “i adore you” sign. but the part he enjoys kissing the most? that is of course your lips.

✦ his kisses are always sweet and tender, so comfortable that you can’t complain when his lips rest over yours for too long. he is enjoying it so, so much, holding you against his chest with such a pleased smile.

[professor-rye]

Marion Lavorre's Guide to the Tango for Physical Therapy immediately had my interest piqued! Would love to hear more about it ✨

Ah, this is a fun one, though also proving quite challenging for me at the moment. The premise is exactly what it says in the title! Set in the Dapple universe, at the end of arc 3, Marion offers to teach Essek and Caleb (and whoever else would like to know) how to Tango. She explains that the Tango is really good for physical therapy, and could potentially help Essek with his Chronic Pain. But uh oh! The tango also involves dancing very close to your partner (It doesn't have to, but Jester definitely insists that it does) and Caleb was being super sexy smart earlier and ooops, now Demisexual Icon Essek is feeling slightly hot and bothered and is very confused by this. Unfortunately, I don't have too much for this one yet, and I may have shared this snip on the server, but its the only bit I have that isn't potentially inaccurate lecturing so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Tumblr is refusing to let me indent for some reason so have some dancing Kaomojis to indicate the snip starting ~(‾▿‾)~ ~(‾▿‾)~ ~(‾▿‾)~ ~(‾▿‾)~ ~(‾▿‾)~ ~(‾▿‾)~ ~(‾▿‾)~

Essek took a deep breath, trying to settle his nerves as he looked around the Tower’s dance hall. Marion was chatting amicably with Jester and the handsome half-elf that would be assisting in the lessons, while Fjord and the Brenattos sat along the sidelines, discussing shipping alchemical reagents in from Tal’dorei. 

He considered joining Caleb, where he was conversing with the two musicians that Marion had invited to perform for them, but he refused to follow his partner around like a lost puppy. Besides, there was nothing to be anxious about anyway.

They were just dance lessons. Exotic dance lessons, from the sound of it. Taught by the Ruby of the Sea, who Essek had grown to respect immensely over the last few weeks. In front of nearly all of his friends. 

Nothing could possibly go wrong.

[nymphadorathetemplar]

18 ＼＼\٩(๑`^´๑)۶//／／

first of all i love you so much Hiro for putting in the effort of making a correction to clarify

knowing my autistic self i may have taken longer to try to figure out why i was sent a random number despite making that wip challenge post just in the past 24 hours haha

i also love it shows just how excited you were to send an ask that you made the mistake in your haste and the adorable kaomoji~

Secondly, this is one of my favourite wips

if you've learned anything about me and kiwili, it's that we love that emotional trauma and angst when it's about our favourite boi Kuroba Kaito

okay okay my silly gushing aside,

here's the snippet(s) you've been waiting for from

WIP #18: Journal of a Tired Thief (endgame goal: hakukai)

Kuroba-kun has been missing for about 21 hours now according to Aoko-san. She last saw him return to his house at about 19:00 yesterday after they had dinner at her house. But Saguru knew a more accurate estimate was that Kuroba-kun had been missing for 18 hours and 21 minutes since he last saw KID disappear with another gem at 21:53 last night and it was now 16:14 of the following day

......

So here was Saguru inside Kuroba-kun’s house searching for clues about his whereabouts.

......

Enough getting distracted by thoughts of the past! Saguru was here to figure out Kuroba-kun’s present whereabouts.

But the detective still wasn’t finding any clues that would be helpful to his growing frustration. Then he spotted a standard looking school notebook laying askew on a table with supplies that could be used to make homemade smoke bombs. Next to the notebook was a pen that was still clicked open and ready for use rather than sitting with the other pens and pencils in the holder on the table.

Saguru picked up the notebook to examine the contents hoping it would tell him something, anything he could use to find Kuroba-kun.

He began to read starting at the first page.

── ♧♧♧♧ ──

Aoko nagged me enough that I’ve decided to give this a try.

She isn’t my best friend for nothing. Despite all my lies and pretending to be okay, she can still tell that something is bothering me. She can also tell I’m determined to never tell her so after having enough of me refusing to tell her anything, she yelled at me to at least get a personal journal to write about what has me so troubled.

The problem is, if I were to write about my troubles it’d be as good as a written confession wouldn’t it?

But as long as I keep this hidden here in the KID cave with the rest of this pretty incriminating evidence of the great phantom thief’s existence, it should be alright.

Right?

Well it doesn't really matter at this point I guess. Aoko’s right, she usually is, it’s been too long and I’m tired. Maybe getting all these thoughts out and on paper will help ease this growing weight I’ve been feeling slowly piling up.

Well here goes, where to start.

......

Aoko can be really cute when she’s angry and gets so lively, that’s much better than her feeling like my problems are her burden.

Except this time I’m the source of her anger, and not in a fun and teasing way like I used to, this time I can’t tell her my worries like I used to, causing her own to increase.

And Aoko isn’t the only one I’ve caused to worry, there’s another person who cares for me just as much, Nakamori-ossan.

Back when I was first taking over as KID, I made a rookie mistake and Nakamori-keibu was able to get a glimpse of my face. He looked so confused in the moment our eyes met before I fled for good. I was so nervous to see him again. Had he figured out I was KID? He must have with the way he looked when he surely saw my face. But I needed to calm down, he had no proof unless he could physically catch me in the act. I needed to act normal or I might as well be admitting to my crimes. So I went to dinner at the Nakamori household like usual. And as expected Ossan watched me the entire time, not saying much as he distractedly ate. Except he didn’t glare at me with any frustration or suspicion as I’d seen him direct at KID before, instead he seemed concerned and worried as if he was troubled about what he should do.

I recognised that troubled look, I’d seen it before, back when Aoko and I had reached a certain age and Nakamori-ossan had struggled with wanting to discuss something with us. Then he had finally worked up the courage to give us the sex talk. I absolutely do not need to go into detail about that part.

The point is, Ossan must have figured out that I am now the KID he’s chasing, he was concerned about me and struggling with how he should bring up the whole thief subject.

If Ossan directly talked to me and asked me to stop…I don't think I could say no.

And that was no good, I couldn’t complete my mission if I stopped now.

The look of relief that filled Nakamori-keibu’s eyes when I tricked him into thinking Kuroba Kaito was just one of the many masks that KID wore, it was so much I almost couldn’t take it. It made my deceit feel even worse, I wanted to drop the charade and confess everything to him right then and there. But the thought of my old man and why I’m doing this allowed me to cling to my poker face.

[krimzonkyz]

hiiiiii, Tenshiiii 💙💙💙 i love yoooou 💙💙💙

i just got a weird idea and i want us to try it out 💙

i'm gonna randomly send you some emojis/kaomojis of my choice, and i want you to tell me what they make you think of (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) you can send me some too! 💙

ok, get ready cuz i'm gonna challenge you (well, only every now and then, heh heh heh) 💙💙💙

Heyyy, Rozū ♥️♥️♥️♥️ I love you toooooo ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

Sounds fun. I'm ready 😜

I'll send you some sooooonnn 😝♥️♥️♥️