#magicgeekponsol

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Dragon au short-bio(s)

I decided to spare y’all the torment of having to see all 8 of my muses in a separate post because I didn’t wanna fuss with the pages on my blogs, but mainly to serve as an example, I guess? To start, here is Shugarl and the rest will be under a readmore: 

(No you don’t need to supply an image but they’re fun to look at, no?)

Muse name: Shugarl  Species: Guardian dragon born from a Guardian-Imperial union Brief description: He was born from an Guardian-Imperial dragon union where he took on more of the Guardian dragon genetics while his younger brood-mate took on more of the Imperial dragon genetics. The two don’t often meet as one lives in the clouds and one lives in an underground cavern, but they do meet every now and again.         Shugarl prefers to be left alone and that is easy enough as most stay away from Guardian dragons who are notoriously known for being extremely protective of their territory. A small Fae hatchling had fallen out of her nest and stumbled her way into his territory. It was his Guardian nature that prompts him to watch over her and protect her until her parents come back for her.  Power(s): Primarily he uses his claws or his horns to ward off any intruders, but he can make use of his runes along his body to summon spikes to use for either offensive or defensive means. The Vipera pattern along his body may look like an average pattern but he’s able to make use of his runes to make them into weapons. You don’t want to jump him lest you’d want to get impaled. 

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Vasco @heromanvasco​

Muse name: Vasco Species: Tundra Dragon Brief description: A relatively shy dragon who keep to himself a lot of the times, but he’s always more than ready to make a new friend. He’s kind and gentle, but can be strict when he needs to be. He doesn’t tolerate bullying anywhere near him so you best be aware of that before you go and try to bully anyone when he’s within the vicinity.        He’s had a past of being bullied by his own kind before so he’s got a short fuse when it comes to that. He’s very strong, able to destroy boulders with a single swipe of the paw, so he always has to keep himself in check, else he’ll hurt someone. He may be huge and scary looking, but he’s really a sweetheart. Power(s): Aside from always staying warm with his fur and having ridiculous amount of physical strength, he has no powers. 

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Ponsol @magicgeekponsol​

Muse name: Ponsol Species: Imperial Dragon born from Guardian-Imperial union. Brief description: He was born to a Guardian and Imperial dragon parent duo. While his elder broodmate looks like a Guardian dragon, he himself looks like and Imperial dragon. He is a very willful dragon who does as he pleases. He prides himself for his position and takes his job rather seriously. He will watch over all the Earthland dragons from high up in the sky.          He has a bit of a temper so it’s more often than not his doing if a dragon just so happens to get struck by lightning. It’s a very rare occasion, but he’s been known to descend onto the Earth when he wishes to take a short break and talk to his Dragon-kin. Although self-important and haughty, he is relatively pleasant enough to speak with. Power(s): He has the dominion over plant life, so he can cause flowers to bloom and fruit to ripen simply by walking past. As a classic ability, he is also able to summon lightning and thunder when enraged. 

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Mizumachi @friendlyoceangiant

Muse name: Mizumachi Species: Mirror dragon from Mirror and Spiral union Brief description: He was born to a Mirror and Spiral parent duo. Both are species who love living in or near the water. While Mirror dragons are less prone to live in the water when compared to Spirals, Mizumachi loves to be in the water. If he’s not tussling with other dragons near him, he’ll be found in the water competing with other dragons in a swimming race.           He’s a very competitive dragon who channels his aggression into his competitive spirit. He never aims to cause anyone harm, but he does have a temper. If someone erroneously touches upon his temper, he will lash out with his claws and his strong jaws.  Power(s): He has no powers aside from his agility on land and water.

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Dongmin @theshadowjjang

Muse name:Dongmin Species:Pearlcatcher Brief description: A simple pearlcatcher dragon who loves to laze around in the sun, sleeping with his pearl tucked away beneath him. He’s known for having a peaceful personality, always watching over others to see what kind of craziness they are getting themselves into.           He’s a strong individual who will only throw down his claws if someone picks a fight with him, or they touch his pearl. If any dare to touch his pearl, he will make them regret having done so. He can be found curled up on top of large boulders, sleeping. Unless he’s having fun playing with other dragons, or offering his aid to others, he’ll be found sleeping. He will occasionally shift into human form to play with humans when he’s extremely bored.  Power(s): Aside from having more strength and a faster recovery period than the average Pearlcatcher, he has no powers to boast of. 

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Jupiter @mutedangeljupiter

Muse name: Jupiter Species: Fae Brief description: She was sleeping in her nest when one day a large gust of wind threw her out of her nest. All she can remember is hearing the frantic cries of her parents. When she later woke up, she found herself in the den of a Guardian dragon who found her. She roams around trying to find her parents but she can’t find them anywhere. She’s still quite young so her flying ability isn’t so great.           She relies on the Guardian dragon (Shugarl) who found her to walk her around as she’s looking for her parents. Since she’s so young and small, everything around her is fascinating and fun. She is shy and quiet, but is a very loving creature. Usually she can be seen scampering about on land trying to find new friends. Sometimes she’ll shift into a human form as that makes it easier for her to hold onto Shugarl’s spines when they go travelling.  Power(s): It’s thought that she may have a talent for healing.

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Tarras @narcissisticearthflower

Muse name:Tarras Species: Pure blooded Imperial Brief description: He comes from a very long line of Imperial dragons who have watched over all dragon-kind for as long as any dragon can remember. As if it were an occupational hazard, he’s very prideful and narcissistic. He looks down on all dragons (literally and figuratively) from the clouds. If he is ever to be found on the Earth, it is to bless the other dragons with his presence.            The only existence that scares him is his elder sister who is known to torture him by punishing him by whipping him with her tail or shocking him with lightning. It’s her way of giving him tough love. He carefully polishes the Opals that adorn his body. Any who don’t bow down before him may be subject to punishment-- depending on his mood for the day.    Power(s): He controls over the earth, along with the classic ability to summon lightning and thunder. With his abilities over the Earth, he can summon towers and spikes of earth to disrupt Dragon hunters, or to protect the Earthbound dragons. 

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Haru @queenharumiura

Muse name: Haru Species: Fae Dragon Brief description: A dragon with strong maternal instincts. No matter the species, she will take care of any child she comes across. Whether they be human, dragon, or any other creature, she’ll protect the young until they are old enough to venture on their own, or their parents come for them.          She’s full of curiosity towards other creatures, and she’s very fond of creation. She will often times assume a human guise so she can blend in with the humans to learn their way of life. From that, she’s learned to make clothing and she will make clothing out of them. She’s even made herself some accessories to adorn herself with, in fact! Power(s): She is a master of disguise with the ability to slightly alter her coloration to blend in with her surroundings.

[tsundere-model]

Payback

@magicgeekponsol

Izumi Sena was not someone who would let kindness go unpaid.

The reason for that was first and foremost, his own pride. Being indebted to someone didn’t suit well with the self-sufficient and loner image he had formed for himself. Hence, he couldn’t stay put after the last encounter he had with Ponsol.

Ponsol had already been piling up a whole lot of little favors. The cold packs during the fair, the scarf soon after and then, to top the cake, his help during that break-down he had. It was rather frustrating for the model to always be in the receiving end, so he decided to pay him back in some way.

It wasn’t as if he knew Ponsol too well, so coming up with an idea took more time than he expected.

He might have knitted something, but after receiving the scarf he felt like he’d only end up humiliating himself if he tried to present him something of the sort. And it wasn’t like he knew the other’s taste for accessories or clothes either.

In the end, he ended up making use of the one thing he had learnt on their first meeting. Ponsol’s lack of cooking skills. Which was perfect, considering Izumi himself had quite some pride on his own baking and cooking.

So, here he was, knocking on Ponsol’s door, in his hand a wooden bento box with a full lunch, very well balanced and with an elegant color mix that included tempura, vegetables, mixed rice and tamagoyaki. He waited for a while, hoping the other was at home as he mentally prepared what he was going to say.

[wild-untamed-heart]

Ponsol to Kajika White Day Drabble

((Hope you like this one, friend! I think it turned out pretty well, actually. 83 Plant friends ftw!))

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Today was the day that he had dreaded. He was already busy enough but then he had to worry about giving out gifts to people? How aggravating.

Regardless of how he felt, this was a gift that he was looking forward to giving to the intended recipient.

Ponsol had a small bag in his hand as he walked up to Kajika. It didn’t take very long to find someone if you knew what school they went to and what major they were. It was childsplay to walk around and ask if someone had seen her by description alone.

“Kajika, I do hope that you’ve been well since the last I’ve seen you?” Ponsol greeted her smoothly, without hesitation.

Jerking his chin, he motioned for Kajika to follow. He just caught her in the hallway, and he didn’t want to make too much of a public display of this. Business was simply that, but his personal life was not something he would yield on. It was something that was important to him and he refused to allow too many to intrude upon his personal life.

He’d led Kajika elsewhere, to a place on campus that was seldomly travelled to. It wasn’t too far away as he’d stopped at one of the stairways. It wasn’t as though this had to be super secretive, but he didn’t want for others to witness this exchange.

Especially not if he would be judged for it, for the gift that he was going to bestow upon her wasn’t one that most would expect out of him. You would think that many girls wouldn’t enjoy the gift, but he was confident that she’d enjoy them if her gifts to him were any indication.

Handing over a small gift bag that was shiny silver in color with purple handles, a small card was sticking out to the top of the bag.

The envelope had Kajika’s name written on it in pretty cursive.

“Like I’ve mentioned to you last month, March 14th is White day. On this day, if you’ve received a gift from someone on Valentine’s day, you return the favor the following month. It’s done to show return the sentiments to those who gave gifts with a certain goal in mind. Most of the time, the goal is to convey romantic feelings. Sometimes they are gifts of obligation or friendship.”

March 14th was just another day to help validate the feelings that two people share for one another. In the case of Kajika and Ponsol, it seemed that they were conveying feelings of friendship. At the very least, that’s how he was interpreting her gift this year.

“I do not believe I have ever put it into words, but, I truly appreciate the friendship that we share. As such, I’ve prepared a gift that I think would aptly convey those feelings.”

Inside of the small bag was another small bag made out of plastic. It held what looked to be seeds of some kind.

“Those are Alstroemeria flower seeds. It’s symbolic of wealth, prosperity and fortune. Along with that, it is also the flower of friendship. I felt as though this flower would suit you well. I’ve raised some of these flowers myself and yielded various colors from white, yellow, red, pink, and orange. I’ve managed to get seeds of the various flowers and stowed them away.”

As fun as it was to raise plants, it was also fun to get seeds so that the future generations could be planted at a later date if he changed the plant theme that he was going for. Previous to his cacti phase, he was growing various flowers.

“I’d asked someone to send me a number of the seeds that I’d carefully stowed away so that I could give you some. I don’t know which colors you’ll get and they can be rather tricky to raise, but they are beautiful flowers.”

Of course they would be beautiful, they were the next generation of the flowers that he’d carefully raised himself. He carefully bred them to be beautiful and strong. The flowers that he bred and then procured seeds from were his pride and joy, so it wasn’t very often that he gave someone any of his ‘flowery children’.

“In the letter, I’ve written out a few pointers to help you with raising them. I figured that you would enjoy this sort of a gift over something monetary like jewelry and the like. I hope that you enjoy these and will raise them well. All the seeds that I procure from my plants are like my children.”

A bit odd coming from him if you knew his personality well enough, but he had a special place in his heart for plants. He took special care for those that were in his personal care and so he started to come to care for them as if they were his own kin.

Honestly? He felt a bit nervous about letting the seeds go, but this was something he’d already decided upon after much deliberation. “Just so you know, you’re the only person aside from my mother who has been given any of the seeds that come from the plants that I’ve raised myself. That, is an honor.” There goes his haughty attitude, but it was true.

Kajika should feel honored to some degree that he felt her special enough (as his true friend) to give her some of his flower seeds.

Kajika was perhaps mildly surprised at first to see that Ponsol had come to find her on the grounds of the university as they usually met up elsewhere when they agreed to meet up. Not that she was complaining as it was always a pleasure to see her friend no matter the occasion.

Her curiosity was of course piqued so she followed him without question as he led her to a more secluded location where there would be no prying eyes to witness their interaction. Personally, Kajika tended to ignore bystanders and casual observers for the most part but she knew her companion was a more private person by nature so didn’t comment when they came to stop besides a seldom used staircase.

Silver eyes marvelled at the pretty gift bag and the elegant handwriting that adorned the envelope that accompanied it, briefly lighting up with recognition at the mention of White Day. Of course he had told her of his intentions to give her a gift in return for the tree about a month ago, it had merely slipped her mind.

To say she was touched was an understatement. Kajika knew she could be a bit forceful at times and that she considered the older male to be a precious friend regardless of whether he thought the same of her. Even so, it was wonderful to receive affirmation that her feelings of friendship weren’t at all one-sided and that she was thought of as a good friend as well. That knowledge in and of itself was by far the best present anyone could ever give her although receiving such a precious gift as the seeds he had just given her were no less special.

As a fellow plant lover and cultivator, the sentiment was not lost on her in the slightest.

Carefully holding the seeds securely in one hand, she wrapped her other arm around him in an impromptu one-armed embrace and leaned upwards to plant a chaste kiss of gratitude on his cheek.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take exceedingly good care of them! I expect you to come see them once they’ve bloomed. Actually, you’re more than welcome to check up on them before then if you wish~”

[secondchildcomplex-blog]

3, 2, 1... - MagicgeekPonsol to Tsundere-model (OOC: bc we knew I was going to go there)

SEND “3, 2, 1…” FOR A NEW YEAR’S KISS FROM MY MUSE (all according to keikaku >:3c also welcome to the trilogy of super long meme replies @magicgeekponsol & @tsundere-model)

Right elbow supported on the back of the couch, he rested his head just slightly on his own hand, sweater sliding sloppily over his shoulder. Body turned to the side, a leg down to the floor while the other was lifted closer so he could rest his left arm on it. A position that resembled one of the most demanded in his many photo-shoots, already learnt by heart and adopted without much thought.

The only lights on the living room now came from the outside; from the balcony window as the curtains were wide open, and from the hallway bathed in golden light. And those lights were the one to show as reflections on his drink.

He stirred it up with a faint movement of his hand, blue eyes losing themselves in the almost rhythmic thumping and twirling of the two pieces of ice bathed in liquor.

Maybe because he hardly drank, there was more mysticism in its flavor and sight. Or maybe he was simply drunk already.

Actually the second was probably the most accurate choice, as he was starting to feel just a bit dizzy and confused. Why was he here, drinking in the dark? He was sure there were at least a couple of parties he could have gone to… he also had friends who could have spent the night with him. Though he didn’t remembered anymore if they had plans or not… Maybe they all had better plans, and so he had ended up on his own… well, almost on his own.

The sound of muffled steps over the carpet made him lift his face, eyes tore apart from the mesmerizing sight of the glass to look at his companion. His neighbor. Actually, maybe this was Ponsol’s apartment and not his own… he didn’t remembered the carpet anyway. Or the curtains.

Just like he didn’t remembered how had he ended up sitting here.

Just a bit bothered, he returned his eyes to the glass.

Considering how often they ran into each other as next-door neighbors they were, he could somehow guess that might have something to do. That and maybe a moment of weakness on his own part… and maybe he had taken one of Ponsol’s jokes or challenges a bit too seriously.

In any case, here he was, lounging in a couch that wasn’t his own, drinking liquor that was -maybe? probably?- not his own.

What a way to end the year.

He couldn’t say he felt proud about it… but quite honestly he didn’t felt proud of most of his life. And the last moths of the year had been but a blur of work and classes and exhaustion and nothing else…

A little change of weight in the couch made him lift his eyes once more. Ponsol was now sitting there, though still in silence. It was curious… that Ponsol was here in New Year’s. He would have thought the heir to be much more busy in this time of the year… maybe with fancy parties…

Carrying the glass to his lips, Izumi took another sip from it, blue eyes changing its focus from the blond to the surroundings.

“Ah… it’s almost midnight” he mumbled, hoping his words hadn’t slurred.

In fact there were less that five minutes for the year to end.

“Are you ok spending the end of the year here?” with me was implied.

Ponsol rolled his eyes -or at least Izumi felt like he did- and then made one of his snarky comments. Something about Izumi not being able to say such a thing when he was here, by himself. And silver eyebrows immediately formed a frown. Yes. He was rather pitiful… all alone in such a special day. So what?

“Ah yes, yes, whatever. I’m a lonely guy, spending both Christmas Eve and New Year’s Eve all alone, so what?… It’s not like I have time to try and find a boyfriend you know?” he sure had drank a lot. And he was sure saying too much, but he couldn’t really stop “Ahh… but to think I’m receiving the new year still with no boyfriend… not even a date… that’s just… sad”

He could almost guess Ponsol’s smug smirk at his own words…

“You fucker… just because you are all hot and stuff and you’ve been in a bunch of dates or whatever… you want to look down on me?” he frowned and pouted “Say whatever… I’ll get the fucking best boyfriend ever, just you wait… And I’m gonna be all lovey-dovey with him in all those celebrations and I’m gonna give him kisses on New Year…”

Yes… he’d find someone new. Someone that wouldn’t look away from him or that would rather write music scores than listening to his talking… yes, this end of a year made him fall into all sorts of disenchantment…

And then Ponsol said something that pretty much sounded like a challenge. And as heated as he already was, Izumi immediately had to get up from the couch and get closer to the blond. Of course, Ponsol would only smirk and tell him if he was going for the kiss he only had a few seconds left.

That asshole…

A hand resting on Ponsol’s shoulder to better support himself, Izumi leaned closer… and then he stopped. All too close from the blond. Then he lifted up the glass he had and presented it forward.

“Here, its a ‘Kiss in the Dark’” he mentioned the name of the cocktail he had been enjoying up till now. “You sure can make some ugly faces for such a pretty face… Fine, if you don’t wanna share the New Year’s kiss with me then I’m finishing it myself”

He lifted it up and downed the last few sips of content at once.

“And, New Year its heeere” releasing Ponsol’s shoulder, he returned to his own side of the couch, plopping there and left the glass on the side “There’s no way I’d waste my first New Year’s kiss in you…” he mumbled.

That was right. He shouldn’t waste a kiss in someone that was merely taunting and didn’t really cared at all about it. He wanted his kisses to be special… for someone that truly treasured him…

“That’s reserved for my future boyfriend…”

[daddykujc-blog]

Loyalty Knows No Bounds

@magicgeekponsol

It was a wonder how he could tolerate someone like his master. He heard people previous him had grown tired of him. Looks like his patience was rather something. No matter what the other puts him through, he didn’t seem to break or snap. He didn’t seem to think twice with the orders too, especially if someone crossed him. To others it seems rather petty, Jotaro can see it but it was an order. He’s trained to never disobey his master.

The dog stood far but also close enough to be in Ponsol’s view. He was silent as always. Watching his master, he ended up remembering things from they first met.

He remembered that the other complained about having him around. He was only abroad yes, but even if was far, didn’t mean he was safe. Even if the other complained about it, he seemed to have taken advantage of it and make good use of him by making him do whatever he wanted. Poor Jotaro.

[hibikiwatarudesu-blog]

@magicgeekponsol

//has glue applied to, yes, yes indeed. my poor hair. how could the one with so much hair take mine. wataru i love you ple

[councilsarrow-blog]

"So you are the intern that I've heard so much about? Well, the system says it's your birthday today, so happy Birthday to you." ((OOC: Yay for being the heir to the corporation that Keito is interning at o/ ))

Keito laughed a bit nervously, not sure if that was a good thing or not. Hopefully it was good things people said about him? “Hopefully...they’re good things. Ah, thank you very much. I appreciate the birthday wishes.”

[hcspitality-blog]

Break Time || concessions team

@tsundere-model || @broken-puppeteer || @magicgeekponsol

“Phew~ That’s the last one for now...” Hajime wipes the sweat off his forehead as he watches the last customer off with their snack. There doesn’t seem to be any more people coming over their booth. This looks like a good time for them to finally get a well deserved break.

“Umm, good job everyone.~” He says to his fellow volunteers with a smile. Albeit a rather awkward one. The ex-idol wasn’t expecting to be working together with two of his old senpais back in Yumenosaki, so he’s feeling a bit intimidated.

“You all must be really tired. If you’d like, I could get some refreshments at the nearby convenience store for everyone?”

[redthreadrp-blog]

((OOC: Phew, almost done. I'm here to state that [[Ponsol Geripeta]] from [[Defense Devil]] on the date of [[6/3/2017]] is being re-applied to the group. My personal account: [[Neospice12]], and my main rp blog: [[QueenHaruMiura]] ))

Welcome back to Bellevue, Ponsol! You may now follow everyone on the masterlist and begin posting!

❝ MOD X.┊

[sleepy-and-pretty-blog]

ღღღღღღღღღღ {heyheyhey your turn~~~~}

Meme: For every “ღ” I get, I will mention someone’s muse I ship/would like to ship my muse with! 

I can believe you’d attack me back like this (yes i can yes i can)

Izumi: To say a name i haven’t repeated 100 times by now, how about the crackship of my laifu @devoutmarionette. what a good letting me ship my beloved izumika. I’m love you fam

Mika: Ok but… @magicgeekponsol bc of the werewolf AU. Honestly? My heart is soft to them and Im in tears over their canon interactions bc Mika is so ‘OH HE IS SUCH A GOOD PERSON AND SO COOL AND HANDSOME’ and I’m like… //kicks self

Ritsu: @pridefulandcrass ! we haven’t wrote much in tumblr but we have hc a lot and I! love! these sweet bbys. The dream is to have that good 3way with rei bc I always have to put my dirty hands all over rei. I can’t be helped. I’m awful.

Ibara: @refinedbutler. Do I ship ibara with all of nix’s muses? yes, yes i do. shut up. Anyway! This is a really good canon ship from the game, and it makes me happy to be able to show it properly in FN! They are similar and understand each other greately, and they are just… very good.

Hiyori: @agentlemagician from the ex-fine days! we have talked a bit here and there and we have some threads we want to write with hiyo spoiling mugi and wanting to take care of him~

Hound: @theshadowjjang i’ve been eyeing this guy for a while, and honestly? How could i resist him? I just like the concept of them beating the fuck out of each other but still caring about each other. And we have talked about some hc stuff that works so good i could cry

Sonico: @toneofdarkness in a platonic way! Maybe even a bit of an admiration way? we have talked a bit about their interactions and I’m v amused about her way of straight up accepting he’s an old vampire. Like, oh you need tomato juice bc it’s like your life force? Let me get some for you! She’s a good granddaughter ok?

itaru: @redxhuntress from that one brother’s conflict au… i like itaru spoiling ruby and buying her all sort of stuff when she uses her powerful puppy eyes. also them playing games together and getting super competitive about it… just them being competitive over absolutely everything is :ok_hand:

Yaguchi: … d-do i even have ships on this guy? I think i’ve talked some one-sided crush on @friendlyneighbourhoodscientist but I haven’t advanced much on it. I personally mostly enjoy the idea of him getting crushes and them failing hard and breaking his kokoro. I do have a strong attachment for him and @shishcus since they are just… such a good. and i sometimes remember that one meme with broken hearted yacchan i wrote a while ago. that was such a good.

Rintarou: @preciousfae because they are so good together. so far they have been nothing but soft and warm and they make me super happy. I just want them to be good friendos.

[mismatcheddoll]

A whiny puppy

@magicgeekponsol

Mika looked up at the sky, the moon staring down at him with its silver light. That distant silver disk that hung from the sky was, like every night for an already long time, his only company. He was no good. Weak and clumsy he could only drag the rest down. He couldn’t even stand his ground against cats, one of which now seemed to have set his eyes on him as a way of leashing his frustration... It was only obvious that even those of his own kind would turn his back on him. And that was probably better for everyone.

Why was it that he still couldn’t get used to this? Why was he such a defective werewolf? Not good as a dog... he couldn’t even turn into human by his own will.

After walking around in search for something to eat, he returned to the little card-box he had been sleeping in for the past few days just to be met by unexpected visitors. Had they caught his smell and waited to attack him? It wouldn’t be the first time.

Before they could catch him, Mika took a run. Far, far... They tried to chase him but he managed to sneak his tiny body in between some rubbish and make some distance with them.

Heart at a brink of jumping out of his chest, Mika curled up in a little shadow, feeling the fear pumping through his veins. He hoped they wouldn’t be able to find him. That they would be too tired to try to look for him. That they had better things to do.

So many empty wishes. Only the moon to reassure him.

[ddtriohub]

Spy AU (Kajika and Vasco as undercover heroes~)

Taken from: [x] ||Accepting||Answering for @heromanvasco and @magicgeekponsol

Bonus round: Crime AU (Kajika and Ponsol~ almost did flower shop cause plants friends but decided to go for something different XD)

May be a lil bit of a cheat, but I combined the one for this one and the one you sent in for Ponsol and Kajika. Like, Kajika can be an undercover hero-spy and she’s acting like a criminal alongside Ponsol so that she can gain inside information in order to bring him into justice. I just—really wanted to mesh the two together because it fits so well, so—- ye~

More under readmore.

Spy au Also known as Secret Agent AU or Espionage AU. The whole cast is turned into spies, sometimes they work for the same organization, government or they operate independently. Other times the AU is focused on only one or two characters that are the spies.

Crime auIn which the characters of a story are various type of criminals, such as burglars, bank robbers, gangsters, drug dealers, smugglers, hitman/fixer and so on. This AU focuses on their criminal lives. It is similar to the Mafia AU.

For Kajika, I feel like it would be pretty cool if she had the skill of ‘communication’ where she’s able to get information from all sorts of beings by ‘communicating’ with them. Talk to animals, and humans alike. She’d be able to converse with spirits as well. The way her powers work is not necessarily through the use of vocally speaking to others, but she sort of understands the essence of the soul of the one she is trying to communicate with.

So it’s a matter of understanding the heart of another being. It’s a matter of feeling, in other words. It would be interesting if there was a chain of serial kidnappings and the like, and Kajika was on the case with Vasco to find and stop whoever is doing this.

Kajika is the brains of the operations and she uses her powers to gather clues to this mystery. She can talk to plants or animals who are key witnesses and she is able to slowly piece together ideas on who it is that is doing these kidnappings.

She slowly narrows things down to— a magician? You can see him performing small feats of magic in the park as he’s practicing his hobby on his own to stave off his boredom. What she doesn’t know? He’s a true magician in the demon world who uses plants to do his bidding, but sometimes he visits the human world to see who he can whisk away into the demon world to send them off into Hell so he can take their dark matter.

That would fuel him and make him stronger. He clearly hasn’t really learned from the last time, but he is being more selective over who he whisks away this time, choosing people who are sinners or are going to be sinners a the rate they are going at.

Even if the people he’s taking away aren’t the best of people, they still have friends and family who care for them and their disappearances are still something that requires the investigation of the law enforcement and heroes alike.

Having found a man who is seemingly very innocent, Kajika approaches him and that’s when she finds out he’s a demon from the plants he carries on his person (like the flower pinned to his shirt). Maybe she’ll tell him that she’s something like a demon herself and she was curious about his plans and wants in. He obviously won’t believe her because she doesn’t feel like a demon with such a lack of demonic energy in her body, but what if—she says it’s a secret of hers, being able to magically seal away her demonic powers for now.

The most she can do is to talk to things like plants or animals to gather information and to sometimes get them to do her bidding for her. That’s how she found out about him and wants to help. She was born to Demon-human parents and she really doesn’t fit into this world and wants to be taken into Hell with him.

Unfortunately she doesn’t have enough Dark Matter to make it to Hell so she wants to help him so as long as she’ll be able to get some Dark matter for herself so she can make it.

In reality, she’s a spy and she’s trying to find ways to minimize damage, tipping things off to Vasco in advance so he can try to save people from being kidnapped, or to rescue them after they’ve been captured. Vasco has been hot on Ponsol’s trail and he’s getting better at trusting his instincts and finding him, but he’s always been too late. Now with Kajika being a spy, he is able to save more people this way.

I’m sure Vasco’s skill is something like super strength and being very strong, almost impervious to most attacks. You have to try really hard in order to damage him and that’s what makes it hard to beat him down. He’s very stubborn so you have to try really hard to escape from him. Maybe Kajika always steps in and saves Ponsol from being caught and that’s what makes him feel like she’s worth keeping around. She’s useful, and she’s at least somewhat… trustworthy.

I think it would be an interesting idea where things can be morally grey in some areas. 83

[tsundere-model]

Ponsol to Izumi White Day Drabble

((Oh Ponz… sometimes I don’t know what to do with you lol. Anyways thanks for playing along with my love of Vday. I hope that you enjoy this drabble~))

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He knew that Izumi had only given him chocolates because he had some left over from when he made a made for his friends. Just an afterthought in other words, but he didn’t expect anything else, and so it didn’t bother him… too much… for very long. It irked him a bit as he loathed to think he could be anything like an afterthought, but he digresses.

The point of the matter is, he had to return the favor. The Valentine’s day gift wasn’t extravagant, neither was it very pricey, if he had to give a guess. So, he should be fine with giving back a gift that wasn’t too fancy either. Of course, that was ‘fancy’ by his definition.

Anyone who knew Ponsol understood the fact that he loved plants, flowers in particular. Something he enjoyed doing was designing bouquets. Sometimes he would find a nice area of budding flowers and he’d sit there for some time to sketch them out.

It was very common for him to give out bouquets as gifts, or anything else that was plant related. He did enjoy them and why wouldn’t anyone enjoy a gift from him that related to something that he liked?

Someone was very haughty indeed.

For Izumi, he did just that, get a bouquet of flowers for him.

Different from their usual tradition, Ponsol had knocked on the door in the morning after having sprayed a light mist of water over the flowers to give them a dewy look, to add onto the elegance factor.

He knew that Izumi was still in, so there was no hiding from him. If he continued to take his time, Ponsol was going to knock on the door again. Don’t hold it past him to start kicking the door and shouting, “I know you’re in there. If you don’t come out, you’ll regret it.”

Of course, Izumi wouldn’t take that long to greet him at the door, right? Who would want to keep someone like Ponsol waiting for too long at the door? Someone who had a death wish, that’s who. The selfish and self-important heir was not one who enjoyed to be kept waiting for too long.

Once Izumi did open the door, Ponsol held out the bouquet for him. In the spirit of white day, he only chose white flowers. To keep things simple, he only used white roses, and Baby’s breath as accent flowers. The bouquet was wrapped in navy blue tissue paper with gold lining. Decorative pearls adorned the outside of the tissue paper before a clear cellophane wrapped around all of that.

In other words, the bouquet was simple, but still elegant in look. “This is for the Valentine’s day chocolates. I chose white flowers because it’s White day today.” Did you think that he wouldn’t know about this holiday because he came from the States?

Well surprise surprise, he knew about it and he had prepared something for you in return for the extra chocolates you gave him last month. You could claim that he was being extra with his gift, but he’d assert that this was simply how he was. It was just how he was raised as someone from the Geripeta family line, that’s all.

If he were to really get extra with the bouquet, he would have chosen more flowers to use for the bouquet but he only chose two this time around. Even so, the bouquet was still pretty, but that was to be expected. Roses in and of themselves were gorgeous flowers, so a bouquet full of roses would still be pretty.

He put some thought into the creation of the bouquet and so he would feel a bit offended if Izumi didn’t take him up on the offer. Who are you to deny his good intentions?

Of course, you wouldn’t deny the bouquet, would you?

Well, the answer to that question didn’t matter since he’d find a way to force it upon you anyways. You’d be surprised by  how stubborn he could be, so don’t even start this game of not wanting to accept the bouquet because he would make it incredibly hard for you the next time you tried to give him something.

If you did, he’d return the favor by making it a game to get you to make him accept the gift. In that case, it became: Two can play at that game.

Why yes, he was truly that petty and resentful, but were you really that surprised considering what you know about him?

“They were a bit sweet, but it wasn’t as though they were specifically made for me, so that can’t be helped. Regardless, they tasted okay. So accept this bouquet. If you’d like for them to last for a while, you should take them out of the wrapping and into this vase.” Ponsol had reached over to pick something off the ground that he’d set aside right outside of Izumi’s door.

Even he knew that the bouquet wasn’t anything too special, but if you paired it off with this vase, it truly made for a beautiful picture. This is how you return a gift 7-times over, Geripeta-style.

The vase was a creamy white with a lustrous shine. There was a golden rim at the top of the vase, and also a golden rim at the bottom. The vase was started out a bit small at the bottom but fanned out more towards the top. Small silvery vine-like designs crawled up the vase to intricately vivid red roses painted in glaze at the top of the vase.

He didn’t want to give Izumi the chance to reject the gifts, so Ponsol had simply shoved the bouquet into Izumi’s hands and set the vase down before he walked away with a simple wave of the hand. If Izumi tried to call back at him and tell him that he didn’t want to accept them, Ponsol would simply reply by going: ‘Lalalaaa I don’t hear you.’

Immature, wasn’t he?

After his long morning routine -that included fixing his hair and putting on the light natural make-up he always used- and just when he was about to get some fruit to start the morning, he heard some knocks on the door. He didn’t thought there would be many people that would come this early in the morning so he made his way over and after checking it was someone he knew and not some stalker -being a model you can’t be too careful- he finally swung the door open.

A romantic at heart -despise whatever he might say if questioned about it- Izumi had always admired the idea of opening the door to see a handsome man giving him a bouquet of roses. It was peak romance almost out of a movie.

“… Eh?” dumbfounded he merely stared at the bouquet for a moment before looking up at Ponsol. What kind of joke is this?

Yes, he had always dreamed of this ‘doki doki situation’ but… not like this. No, before you ask, he didn’t had any complains about the flowers -beautiful selection in an elegant wrapper with his favorite colors- and being completely objective it was hard to think of anyone more handsome than Ponsol to deliver, but… But this was hardly romantic and if he was going to experience this dream-like situation on White Day of all days, he would have hoped it wasn’t with a friend. Maybe not Leo considering what had happened in Christmas but… someone else surely.

“Wait? White Day? What the-? No. No, no, no, no. You didn’t had to give me anything it was just chocolate” he rushed to reply, hands lifted in front of his body ready to reject the present. However, before he could the heir had already forcefully pushed the bouquet into his arms.

“W-well yeah…” he admitted to them not being specially made for Ponsol but one of many Tomo Choco he had gave around on that time “So you really didn’t had to…”

And again before he could say something else to deny it, Ponsol had more stuff for him. Blue eyes wide open in utter surprise, it took him a moment to even think of shifting the bouquet around so he could rest it in one hand before reaching forward with the other to receive the vase. Which was ok in the end because Ponsol merely left it on his front-step.

“Wait, wait, wait. No matter how you try to excuse it, this is far too much! I can’t-” too bad the words of refusal he finally managed to make out after the initial shock were completely ignored by the blond who was already walking away. He did added a little shout of “Hey, listen to people when they are talking to you goddamn it!!”

Rather annoyed, yet feeling like it’d be bad of him to let the beautiful flower wither like this, he finally reached for the vase before walking back into his apartment. If he wasn’t given the chance to refuse it, then he’d have to use, now wouldn’t he?

He took a picture before taking it off the wrapper -it was far too pretty like that and it would make for a good memory, even if it was slightly annoying too. And after putting some water and making space for the vase in the living room, he set the flowers there.

What the hell? What the actual, literal hell? He stood there for a moment, merely admiring the way the little drops of water reflected the light giving the bouquet a much more beautiful appearance.

They were really pretty. So much it kinda felt like a waste on him.

It was only homemade chocolate. Sure, he had separated some from the start thinking of giving them to Ponsol, even making a special cover just for those in an attempt to make up for the sweet recipe he was using -hoping he would be able to enjoy them if even a bit. But it was only as thank you and despite wanting to do something more personalizad he had gone with this as he had a lot of chocolates to make around that time. But he wasn’t really expecting anything -most people never gave any white-day things back anyway.

He should take another picture, now in the living room. Lifting his phone, he framed the vase and bouquet with it, morning light reflecting on the light drops of water making it look like sparkles in the soft white. It really made a for a beautiful sight…

Despite not being the romantic present from a boyfriend like in his dreams, it was still a pretty detail and he found himself being kind of happy about it. He might have been truly happy if it wasn’t for the way he felt like he owed Ponsol for it… again.

The endless circle of payback isn’t ending just yet, it would seem.

[secondchildcomplex-blog]

3... 2... 1 --- Magicgeekponsol ((OOC: I'm curious, so sue me))

SEND “3, 2, 1…” FOR A NEW YEAR’S KISS FROM MY MUSE

@magicgeekponsol ((NEO WAS CURIOUS, I’M SUUUING. jk jk))

A formal party was the last place he wanted to spend New Year’s at.

If he left the Tomoe household and moved all the way to Akounri -a foreign country of foreign costumes, language and culture- it wasn’t to act as diplomatic of his family. Yet that’s what his parents seemed to have taken from it -desires of freedom and improvement completely lost into the many layers of formalities, economy predictions and desire for connections. It almost felt as if the dirty snake that wrapped itself around Nagisa’s feet was more apt for this kind of life than himself.

No, no. One from the nobility should never compare himself to those inferior to him. Much less to one that did nothing but crawl in the mud in seek for mere crumbles of bread.

He sighed, trying to wipe the worry of his face before someone would notice. A glass of champagne in his fingers, he took a shallow sip -merely a taste- before turning his steps away from the dance floor and out to the balcony.

He had come here because Nagisa wanted him to come along. Because Jun had agreed to be with him. Because that meant he could live with his two dear friends and yet... Jun was nothing but mad at him and Nagisa was always busy. And then his family requested this sort of performance of him, and before he realized, there was never time to simply enjoy with them.

     “What a shame! I had been looking forward to the New Year’s kiss tradition”

He talked to himself as the Countdown for the end of the year started inside, body resting tiredly on the stone hand-rail of the balcony, light green hair falling in pretty curls over his face, lips just slightly puckered in a childish pout.

Maybe he shouldn’t have said it out-loud, for it seemed to caught the attention of a familiar face, but quite honestly, Hiyori had not expected the young Geripeta to be in the empty balcony... he seemed much more used to the warfare of the social life than himself after all -if that constant smile and sly eyes were any indication.

Ponsol made a comment on the almost childish hope to be able to kiss someone in this time of the year, a tone that made it sound of a suggestion -or maybe a challenge. Probably a joke in any case. But Hiyori decided to acknowledge it anyway.

    “Hmn, are you maybe suggesting I give you a New Year’s kiss?”

Ponsol didn’t deny it. Not straight up anyway. 

It was amusing, Hiyori had to admit. It both felt ridiculous and fun -maybe the some-glasses of champagne making their effect in him. Not that he was personally interested in men, but Ponsol Geripeta had a certain elegance and grace to him that made it easy to feel attracted.

“Mn, it doesn’t matter! I like the idea now so I’ll have you tag along with it! What a good Hiyori!” he stepped away from the railing and closer to the blond, head slightly tilted back for the subtle height difference.

The countdown started and Hiyori smiled, his free hand reaching for Ponsol’s arm -just in case he thought of retreating. 3... 2... 1!

As the cheers for a New Year echoed on the party room right behind them, Hiyori got in his tiptoes lips pressing themselves against the other’s cheek.

     “Happy New Year Ponsol-kun~! Now you can start it in the best of ways, with a kiss from me!”

He giggled, as if he felt rather proud of himself, and pulled away, a quick drink from his champagne. His usually smug expression changing to a lonely one.

      “Thanks for playing along... I always wanted to do that...”

At least it was better to be with someone he knew -someone he felt some kind of affinity to- than to be all alone -or worse, surrounded by people he didn’t knew and never wanted to know about.

Maybe if they talked some more they’ll be able to be friends?

[daddykujc-blog]

“What would you say if I asked you to go down on me right now?” ((OOC: //sweats bc he so would tho))

dirty talk .

Jotaro looked up from the ground and over to Ponsol. He raised a brow, tilting his head to the side. Go down on him? What did he mean by that? He looked down at him; did he mean to kneel in front of him? He isn’t familiar with this term at all. He isn’t so sure.

❝..I don’t.. mind.❞ If it was just kneeling in front of him, he doesn’t see why not.

[hibikiwatarudesu-blog]

@magicgeekponsol

He became Mr. Worldwide hasn’t he? hahah.... Ah, he ain’t bald, but I sure am orz I’ve been back-stabbed by my very own lovely Magician,,,, w h y  t h i s