#shrinking violet

[lucresence]

Olivia Headcanons

[ cw // physical abuse, attempted sexual assault mentioned ]

Olivia was born into a large family as the third of five children. She has an older and younger brother and sister each, and both of her parents are still alive. She likes to send extensive letters to each of her family members in order to keep up with their lives.

Ever since she was young, she loved dancing and performing - both watching and doing so herself. However, she was only confident in her own performances within the safe space of her family. As soon as she was aware of someone else's eyes on her, she would forget all of her steps, stumble and cry. This is a trait that still burdens her up to this day.

It was only with the encouragement of her parents and siblings that she would eventually decide to join a performing group, akin to a circus. They had been in her hometown in Regna Ferox several times before, and she simply adored all the performers and their art. Yet it took a lot of encouraging from both her family and the performers, who were aware of Olivia's talent, that she dared take to step out of her comfort zone and join the touring group.

Together with her new friends she learned many other arts such as juggling, tightrope walking, and some minor magic tricks. Her most important lesson was with the group leader, the moderator of their shows, who taught her lessons on how to prepare herself for performing in front of a crowd. While she still struggles immensely to perform when unprepared - especially when someone risks a peak during her practices, which are "imperfect" according to Olivia -, she is able to muster up the courage for performing before a planned performance. Similarly, during battle, she simply does not have the time to think about possible accidents and mistakes.

[ cw // physical abuse, sexual assault ] Olivia parted ways with her group after a defining incident in her life. During one of their performances near the border of Regna Ferox and Ylisse, one of the guests in the audiences - a minor nobleman of the Ylissean region nearby - was charmed by her performance that he decided to secretly abduct her the next night. If Basilio had not intervened last second, freeing the young woman from her captor and giving him a good beating, her life would have taken a very different direction. Scared and intimidated, Olivia decided to stop her public performances at least for some time, part ways with her friends, and stay with Basilio after he had offered to protect her. She still struggles with handling men of higher status and suffers from nightmares from that night.

She is surprisingly comfortable around men who are straightforward and would be described as crude by others. This is because she feels like they are more honest about their intentions, making her feel more at ease.

While she does like to sing, she would not consider herself a singer. Rather, she argues that being in tune with music is necessary for her profession, and that she can focus on her steps more if she hums the tune of the melody to them.

Loves cats. Is allergic to cats. Loves dogs. Is terrible at giving a dog commands.

[imxnotxhere]

Acotar Men Fic Recs

** Updated 03/07/2024 **

I already made a list for azriel which was actually meant as a list for all the characters I read for but I read a lot more of azriel fics because he's my baby and the list was getting too long. So here are the rest of the characters and I also added some more azzy drabbles sorry

Rhysand

@azsazz

dioxazine part 2 - fluff, smut, modern au, art school au

the lord's work - smut

if you should die before you wake - smut, rhys x cass x azriel x reader

just hold on - smut

a court of four horsemen - smut, part of a series

double duty - smut, rhys x reader x cass

what's mine - smut, rhys x eris x reader

lavender haze - fluff, suggestive

@tadpolesonalgae

mine - smut, check warnings!

knocked up - smut

vampire!rhysand drabble - smut

professor!rhys headcanons part 2 - smut

soothing - fluff, aftercare

@leafsandstarlight

easy like sunday morning - fluff, smut

@azrielbrainrot

my body keeps saying it's yours - smut

all over my skin - smut, rhys x reader x azriel

@writingsbychlo

home to us - fluff

rhys as a pleasure dom - smut - technically a drabble? blurb?

@azrielscrown

mirror mirror - smut

daylight - fluff

@acourtofwhatthefuck

shrinking violet - smut

@shadowdaddies

if i catch you i fuck you - smut

@fieldofdaisiies

rhysand... - drabble, smut

Cassian

@azsazz

mirror mirror - smut

take it - smut

a court of four horsemen - smut, part of a series

@tadpolesonalgae

on the strategy board - smut

pools of sunlight - fluff

@leafsandstarlight

halley's comet - angst, smut

@princess-tulip-writes

drabble - smut - az x cass x reader

@fieldofdaisiies

cassian... - drabble

@illyrianbitch

words of affirmation - fluff

Eris

@acourtofmenandthirst

runaway - angst, smut

fox hunting - smut

closed until further notice - fluff, smut, coffee shop au

smut blurb

smut blurb II

@leafsandstarlight

destiny's battleground - angst, smut

my lovely throne - smut

despite our differences - angst, smut, series

the prince of blood part 2 part 3 - vampire!eris

@tadpolesonalgae

servitude - smut

thumb prints - smut

@serpentandlily

sly fox, dumb bunny - series

@azsazz

the burning of the autumn leaves and the roaring of my yearning heart - angst, smut

soul on fire - smut

a court of four horsemen - smut, part of a series

@azrielbrainrot

fire on fire - angst?

mind over matter - angst?

@gothicbabydollz

riding eris' face - smut, drabble

riding eris' thigh - smut, drabble

@honeybeefae

cauldron fated - angst, smut

@princess-tulip-writes

making out with eris while giving him a handjob - smut, drabble

praise kink eris - smut, drabble

@fieldofdaisiies

eris' hands... - drabble

eris... - drabble

@theostrophywife

like you wanna be loved - fluff

Lucien

@tadpolesonalgae

solecist night - smut

@acourtofwhatthefuck

yell at me again - smut

personal problem - smut

the moon on a string - fluff

@princess-tulip-writes

drabble - smut

drabble - smut, az x lucien x reader (kind of)

@gothicbabydollz

dom lucien - smut, human!reader

@fieldofdaisiies

lucien... - smut

@ceoofyearning

say yes to heaven - fluff

Helion

@leafsandstarlight

a high lord's scholar - fluff

@tadpolesonalgae

new mechanisms - smut

sweet like peaches - smut

[twistedwonderlandimaginesblog]

Any headcanons for Jamil, Azul, Malleus and Idia falling for and dating a female SO with a similar personality as the heroine of those movies? (Like Jamil falling for a girl with a similar personality as Jasmine, for example.)

Azul Ashengrotto: 

You’re naïve but cute. Azul hadn’t really seen himself falling for someone like you, someone who seemed so full of life and cheerful. He thought he would at least fall for someone who was a little more business focused but it seemed you thirsted for knowledge more than money. He thought he might have some use for you but in the end, he realized he enjoyed your company regardless of you helping him in some scheme or not.

Idia Shroud: 

It’s not like Idia thought you could beat him in a fight, even if that might be true. It was more that you were bolder than he was, and you weren’t the type to run away from confrontation. He did think you were funny when you insulted the normies or set them straight but the minute your attention turned to him he became a shrinking violet. Your personalities don’t mesh well but Idia would appreciate having someone who would be willing to stand up for him, and who would gladly take attention off of him just with their striking beauty.

Jamil Viper: 

Jamil finds his wits are properly matched by you. You seemed to be the no-nonsense type and you didn’t fall for Kalim’s overly friendly charms, keeping him at arms length despite him not being a threat at all. He found himself interested but also keeping a careful distance, curious about the type of person you were. You seemed to be adventurous and intelligent but he wondered if there was a more devious side to you, as you seemed to be a person that many underestimated (and he would do no such thing). 

Malleus Draconia: 

Your quieter nature didn’t put Malleus off, in fact, it made him a little more comfortable with you. Even if conversation didn’t flow freely the silence was comfortable, one where verbal communication wasn’t truly needed. When you did finally begin talking to one another it felt like an endless conversation where you talked about your dreams forever. Malleus could ignore the important future looming ahead by talking to you about lighter topics, listening to your hopelessly romantic dreams and wishing he could indulge you.

[finn-writes-stuff]

May I ask for headcanons for Grog, Scanlan, Percy and Vax with gn shy s/o pretty please?

Shrinking Violet

Quiet and shy, you've caught the eyes of the men of Vox Machina.

Grog, Scanlan, Percy & Vax x Reader

Fandom: The Legends of Vox Machina/Critical Role

Format: Headcanons

Warnings: N/A

Gender-Neutral Reader

Masterlist

Whoever sends me a proper Percy request next is going to have my hand in marriage. -Finn

Grog

Grog has never been shy in his life. It often just doesn't occur to him to be nervous about talking to people. He has things he wants to say and do, so why would he not?

It creates an interesting contrast with you. His booming exuberance compared to your quiet restraint. There's a joke in the party that between the two of you, it averages out to the perfect usual amount of speech.

Grog wants you to feel comfortable around him! He understands on some level that people are often quiet around him because they're scared or intimidated, and he really doesn't want you to be.

You're definitely able to notice that Grog is gentler with you, trying to pull you out of your shell without scaring you off.

The extra obvious tell is Pike trying to very nonchalantly tell you about how Grog is totally chill and you can just talk with him! She isn't the most subtle of wingmen.

Scanlan

He has little restraint and even less shame. He will say anything that pops into his head, no matter how awful it is. Speaking to him will inevitably leave your ears burning.

Scanlan thinks it's kind of cute that you're so shy and makes a game out of getting you to laugh at his jokes and talk without seeming so nervous.

Seeing you when you're happy enough to forget how nerve-wracking social interaction is, melts him. The first time that he made you properly laugh, like a full, loud, straight from the chest laugh, he was left a little dazed.

The innuendos actually get worse. You don't brush them off with snark the same way most of the party does, and he absolutely capitalizes on it to double down on flirting with you.

Percy

Percy has a hack for social interaction and it boils down to being rich. He leans into the 'I am important and smart and well-spoken' part of his personality and it gets him what he wants. So even when social interaction is overwhelming, he can just default to that.

So, naturally, he teaches you the finer points of it to help you talk when you need to. He lets you practice with him and only laughs when you start making fun of him.

He is a big fan of leaving crowded situations to go work in his own space, and he will offer you the chance to come with him whenever he does. You just have to hold tools for him while he works.

If you're in a situation where you're stuck talking with strangers, he develops a habit of sweeping in with a convenient reason for you to leave the conversation. It satisfies something deep in his chest when he gets to play your knight in shining armor.

Vax

Vax'ildan, king of charming his way behind closed doors. He is pretty solidly at ease in conversations, and when he isn't, he can certainly fake it.

He'll tease you about how shy you are, he finds it adorable and he likes pushing to see how far it goes.

That doesn't mean that he allows other people to tease you or push is though. He will make them fuck off the moment you look uncomfortable.

As a kid, he was shy and nervous, but it has been a long time since he had to watch everything he said. He doesn't want you to feel that talking is going to get you in trouble. As much as he can be an ass, he genuinely wants you to be comfortable with him and the rest of the party.

[mamamittens]

Fun little headcanons before bed that I've had on my mind for a while.

How would (X) handle you not being able to look/talk to them because you think they're too pretty?

(it's me, I can't look and talk to people I think are really pretty. Don't look at me with your pretty eyes damnit 😭)

Marco

Now, quite reasonably, Marco is going to assume you're just intimidated (and he's not... Wrong???) And give you space. This is assuming you're on the same ship and prone to running into each other otherwise he wouldn't need to think about it much at all.

This does get troublesome when time doesn't fix the issue. Unless he's your direct commander it just gets... Frustrating. Sure you're not together all the time but he gets a bit tired of being treated like he has the plague. Eventually, he's going to confront you about hating him.

Only to be baffled by how you're studiously avoiding eye contact. And you're blushing madly. And can't seem to string together sentences.

Oh.

Now, he gets a little mean. Screw him. He thought you hated his guts for the longest time. He milks it a little, just enough to see you sweat that he's definitely onto you. But if it approaches real anxiety or fear he takes a step back and handles it differently. He doesn't want you to be uncomfortable after all.

Ends up having a small but genuine conversation with your backs to each other.

Afterwards, he's preening to himself.

You really thought he was so damn pretty you couldn't talk to him.

Luckily, he thinks you're pretty cute too.

Ace

Immediately assumes you hate him totally and completely. So much so that it takes some time for people to figure out who's avoiding whom. And it takes even longer for someone to convince Ace that there's something going on. But once that idea is planted in his head he's going to worry over it. Constantly. It will literally haunt him.

He needs answers.

He's going in a tad aggressive, demanding answers so he can make peace with the obvious truth that you hate him. Getting pissed off that you won't look at him--clearly you're disgusted by him. Fuck, can't you at least have the balls to say it to his face??? What's he gotta do to get you to admit how much you hate him?

Then he sees how hard your blushing, face hot as you hide behind your hands. And he assumes that he's effectively been bullying you and maybe you don't hate him but clearly you're terrified of him (so close yet so far...)

So now he's apologizing, getting all worked up himself because now you definitely have to hate him! He's just going to... Go now. Sorry...

It's only when his back is turned that you can string together a response to explain that he's too pretty to handle.

It's a solid two minutes before he can think again, he's so fucking thrown by your explanation. Turning on instinct before remembering the problem so he hides his face in his hat, which is great cause his face is bright enough to function as a lighthouse.

Face now hidden behind a hat he gets to the bottom of it. He's... Absolutely baffled and almost doesn't believe you but the sheer awkwardness is convincing enough on its own.

Now he's got a new problem.

How does he get you used to his face so he can see your cute face himself whenever he wants?

Thatch

Immediately he wants to solve the issue. He may not know what it is but he certainly isn't a shrinking violet! It's actually kind of impressive how persistent he is given your determination to not be confronted with him in person. He constantly laments that he can't hold a conversation with you now matter how hard he tries! That you always end up running from him--he's not that rough looking is he? Is it the hair? Please don't be the hair he might actually cry

Finally, after turning in some favors, he essentially corners you. Turning up the charm (oh sweet summer child that is not helping) to talk through this little issue between you. But! You're not looking at him! How will you know he's being sincere if you can't see his face?!?

And hey... You're looking kinda flushed you good? Are you sick?

He goes in to coddle you a little and is startled at the dying sound that slips out, your hand immediately covering your face in sheer embarrassment.

Oh... Oh?!? OH?!?!

He wastes no time preening to himself, instantly figuring it out while asking if there's anything he can do to make it easier to talk (batting his eyes like a nerd). You're so damn cute he pulls you in for a hug while laughing a bit.

All those plans for nothing! You didn't hate him not were you scared of him (sorta).

Looks like he's gotta make new plans so he can see more of your cute reactions for himself.

Now imma pass out for work in... 5 hours lol, no wonder I sleep for 17 hours on the weekend, yikes 😬

[dearheartdont]

For the DBD ask game: 12, 15, 20 and any others you fancy!

Hello!

12. uncommon lgbtq+ headcanon for a character /[character]

For the Charles/Edwin dynamic: Hmm, not sure if this is uncommon but Edwin wouldn't neccesarily be a shrinking violet when it comes to physical affection etc with Charles. Charles would need to kiss him first, but I think as soon as Edwin knew his feelings were reciprocated all bets would be off. Yes, he grew up in a time where the risk of showing his interest in men was high - and therefore something to be pushed down and not looked at because there wasn't anyone worth examining it for - but he's sure of what he wants now and who he wants it with, and I think that certainty (and the love) would make a difference.

(I have this image of Charles giving Edwin a formal declaration of love and the lightest peck on the cheek, and Edwin just being like, "Good to know, I'm going to ravish you now." And yeah, he may not be the best kisser. But Edwin is nothing if not thorough and a quick learner. And Charles is shocked then delighted, because after all this time they can still surprise each other.

The ghost postman turns up at the worst possible time.

Charles is mortified.

Edwin says, "Well, perhaps that will teach him to knock at the door like everyone else.").

15. A character you want brought in from the comics

I haven't read the DBD comics (yet!). From the wider Sandman comics/universe Charles meeting Desire would be interesting. Charles is someone who hides what he wants and is so used to doing things to please others. Having Charles interact with someone who will make him think about what he truly wants/needs would be so good. Also, good potential for contrast against Edwin's link with Despair.

20. something in the show that made you laugh

Esther Finch in general, but this in particular. God, she’s such a good villain.

Also, this interaction between Charles and Edwin.

This is pretty long already, but I may come back at a later point for the 'any other questions I fancy'. Thank you!

Dead Boy Detectives Ask Game (leaving the link here for anyone else who wants to reblog/send an ask).

[sakura-code]

💛🌟Desuhiko Thunderbolt Headcanon🌟💛

He is great with fashion, from designing his own outfits to having great fashion tips

He is bisexual (female lean)

He is great at makeup and hairstyling

He is incredibly knowledgeable when it comes to the LGBTQ+ community

He owns many plushies, especially Pokémon

His family consist of a mother, a father, and two brothers

He is the middle child of the family

He had been bullied a lot when he was younger, which is part of why he was a shrinking violet as a kid

He still has some self-esteem issues in him that he tries to hide from everyone

He has a YouTube channel where he posts his music

He may be good at flirting, but he is terrible when he receives flirting back

He has excellent memorization since he is able to remember people’s faces, bodies, and even voices at just a short glance, but that is also why he is not a fan of looking at blood and bodies

His favorite movie is rom-com/his least favorite is horror

His favorite color are yellow and gold

He is very knowledgeable on clothing aesthetics and genuinely figure out what a person’s aesthetic can be after getting to know them

He sucks at writing romantic love songs, but is actually really good at writing sentimental songs

He likes to listen to Lo-Fi and Ambience music

He keeps journals on him in case he finds inspiration for music or his future biographies

He loves the sun and is a morning person (mainly because he likes to make himself look good in the morning and that takes a lot of time)

He loves to stargaze since his hometown was in the country

He can actually be good at tech such as computers and cameras, but to note, he isn’t good at the programming stuff. He’s more so good at video editing to make videos for his channel, and camera work for both his videos and mission surveillance.

He used to wear glasses and black clothing when he was younger, but now wears contact lenses and bright colors to shed away from his “gloomy kid” past self

[wouldntyou-liketoknow]

Hi, do you still take x reader requests?? If you do, I was wanting a Phantom x reader/Y/N (she/they pronouns) and maybe Y/N got kidnapped by a rival being and he shows up rescue Y/N? Possessive Phantom is one of my favorite ideas, and he’s barely, just barely by a thread holding back from going full on eldritch being on the kidnappers + the rival. Maybe Phantom comforts Y/N afterwards too?

Call me Cos :D (for anon, I’ll be space anon if that isn’t taken)

Well, I do so love my body horror, so I'll admit that I kinda went further than that "just barely by a thread" part. . .

(This is based on a set of headcanons I posted a while ago; go here if you'd like to see them.)

Sorry this took so long, but it's finally finished! I hope you enjoy it!

(Trigger Warnings: violence, body horror, eyes, teeth, mentions of snakes, mentions of insects, implied kidnapping, implied illegal business, talk of death/dying, strong language. Please let me know if I missed anything.) 

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“I’m really not sure what you’re hoping to gain from this,” you announced, resting your cheek against one hand as you looked out at the world through the bars of the cage. 

Your captor—an admittedly stunning woman with a halo of crystals orbiting around the golden points of a crown protruding from her silvery hair—hummed thoughtfully.

“Not too much, if I’m being honest,” she answered with a dismissive shrug.

You quirked a brow, straightening your back a little. It was difficult to look her in the eyes; they glowed with undeniable power. The most piercing, dangerous, otherworldly shade of blue you’d ever seen. 

Your brain was begging you to focus on something else. Anything else, really. The room outside your cage was extravagant, boasting marble floors and looming pillars and filigree carvings on the walls. Everything was inlaid with blue gemstones in some way. Even your cage, nestled in the corner, was polished and decorated to perfection.  

But you still made a valiant attempt to keep eye-contact. You couldn’t just let her think you were some shrinking violet. 

“Then why did you bring me here in the first place? Why did you bother to just wait in my mirror until I finally got home?”

The Multiverse Monarch took a few steps closer to further scrutinize you. 

“Why does anyone do anything?” She responded. “Why do you mortals insist on making sacrifices, traveling to places you’ve never seen before, crossing bridges that don’t even exist yet?”

“Because we’ll eventually get paid for it,” you replied. “Or, we all hope to, at least.” 

Monarch blinked, a small snicker forcing its way through her teeth. She quickly shook her head, engaging in the rolling-your-eyes-with-your-whole-body gesture. 

“Because it’s there,” she stated in the most matter-of-fact tone you’d ever heard. “Because it’s just something to do. Something to temporarily keep your little lives from continuing to be mundane as fuck.”

You hummed at the explanation. There was definitely some truth to it, but you thrived on sarcasm. You couldn’t help that; it was a survival mechanism. “I feel like doing any kind of business with Phantom already pretty far from ‘mundane as fuck.’ I almost ended up being one of his contractors when we first met, and now look where I stand with him.”  

Monarch tilted her head to the side, folding her arms across her chest. “That kind of thing happens with a lot of dealmakers and potential clients. Much more frequently than you’d think. Don’t feel special.”

“I never said I felt special,” you argued. And now it was your turn to smirk, since it was so obvious that you and Monarch were now thinking the same thing. 

Phantom was many, many things. And one of them was, so simply, shady as they came. However, he could also be honest when the mood suited him. 

When the two of you had first met, he’d seen you as just another soul with enough potential and enough need of supernatural assistance to be considered for his collection. You, on the other hand, had long-since honed your instincts to sense ulterior motives. And at that point in time, you’d been, for lack of a better word, tired. 

Before that point, you’d been stepped on and laughed at and criticized so. Many. Damn. Times. 

You’d gotten tired of that. 

You’d gotten tired of trying so hard and putting out so much and only getting a few breadcrumbs here and there to show for it. 

You’d gotten so tired that it was miracle you’d even bothered to read Phantom’s contract in its entirety. 

And even with the potential consequences literally written down right in front of you. . .you’d been tired enough to not care.

So what if your soul became the property of an eldritch abomination?

At least you’d get some time to finally enjoy a few things before that. 

You’re not sure what Phantom saw in your tiredness. Hell, you’d flat-out asked him before, and he hadn’t been able to give you a clear answer himself. But that was just it: he’d seen something that he wanted to keep. Not just for his collection, but. . .

Well, Phantom had been quiet for most of that particular meeting, mainly relying on his elevator pitch for small talk as you read through the requirements and expectations. When you took hold on his feather quill, he went silent. He’d stayed silent as you hesitated. You’d felt his eyes boring holes through your skull. And just as you were about to sign your name on the dotted line, Phantom had yanked the contract away, insisting that he needed to make a few updates to it. 

The rest, as they say, is history.

“Plus,” you added. “I’ve heard all about the spats the two of you have gotten into. And when you combine those with the business angle of things. . .I mean, I’m not sure what to call it, but it’s still not mundane at all. Isn’t that enough?”

“You’ve only heard about those spats from his perspective,” Monarch snarked. Insanity glinted in her eyes. A buzzing, humming, keening music suddenly stabbed its way into your ears, and you finally had to look away from her, ducking your head and kneading at your temples. 

More footsteps clicked closer, and a cold hand was suddenly grasping your chin, slowly forcing you to look back up. 

Her eyes. . .they looked even less human than before. Now they were compound, seeming to shudder in their sockets as that frightening blue light glowed brighter and brighter. 

A pair of long, sinuous antennae now protruded from her forehead, covered in a network of crystalline veins. They reached down to lightly tap against your scalp, making that unearthly music reverberate in your skull. 

“And enough is ภєשєг єภ๏ยﻮђ,” she concluded, allowing you to catch a glimpse of something shuffling about between the rows of her teeth. “ภєשєг ђคร ๒єєภ, ภєשєг ฬเɭɭ ๒є.”

“MONARCH!” A familiar voice suddenly shouted from somewhere outside of the throne room. . .or, it had to be outside the throne room, at least. But then, that voice shouldn’t have been echoing and bouncing around the corners with such violence. “I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME!”

Not if it was a human’s voice, that is. 

And that’s why you immediately recognized it. You’d been hearing it almost every day for a good couple years now, after all.

You’d been waiting to hear it today.

“I know you know,” Monarch called back, only slightly raising her own tone as a smirk played at her lips. She released her grip on your chin, strolling away from your cage to settle down onto her throne. “That’s what makes this kind of stuff so fun.”

What sounded like a Category 5 earthquake slammed against the towering side-by-side doors that waited across the room. The thunderous sound was followed by a cacophony of screeching, like razor-sharp claws being dragged across ornate wood and stone.

“Well, if we’re going with that logic,” Phantom seethed from wherever he was, “then you also know that if you don’t bring [Y/N] out here right now, I swear I’ll 𐍂𐍊Ƥ 𐍈𐍁𐨠 𐌴𐌰ζ𐌷 𐍈𐍆 𐌸𐍈𐍁𐍂 𐐎𐍊𐍀𐌾Ⲋ 𐍈𐍀𐌴-𐌱𐌸-𐍈𐍀𐌴!"

Phantom’s pitch seemed to warp like metal, now twisting and rattling in the air. It gave the impression of a hissing, growling, churning well; like he was speaking through multiple people—or multiple monsters, really—at once.

“And I’ll just grow replacements for them,” Monarch replied, examining her fingernails, looking extremely cool and collected someone who was facing promises of dismemberment. “If you’re gonna threaten me, then maybe aim for something that’ll be more difficult to recover.” 

Another shockwave pounded against the doors from the other side. The entire room shook; you could feel the floor vibrating through your shoes for a long moment. 

Phantom’s voice hummed, shifting from ferocious anger to vicious mockery in a heartbeat. “Like those clones of yours?”

You craned your neck to glance at Monarch through the cage’s bars. You had to bite down a chuckle at the way she stiffened; if there was one thing you and Phantom had bonded over, it was the art of schadenfreude. 

“My clones are scattered across the multiverse,” Monarch contended. “It would take you at least six-thousand-nine-hundred years for you to find all of them!”

She let out an icy snicker that made your spine want to crawl its way out of your back and go somewhere a little more quiet. “ץ๏ย’гє คɭгєค๔ץ ђคɭŦ-รєภเɭє; รђ๏ยɭ๔ภ’Շ ๒є Շ๏๏ ɭ๏ภﻮ ๒єŦ๏гє ץ๏ย’гє คɭɭ Շђє ฬคץ Շђєгє.” 

“Oh, now you’re in for it,” you murmured. Though the speculation was mainly to yourself, you had no doubts that your captor could hear you.

An animalistic roar echoed through the walls, and the doors shook in their frame yet again. This time, the boom was accentuated by the undeniable call of something shattering. 

“𐍊 ꡕ𐌰𐌸 𐌱𐌴 𐐎𐌴ࠋࠋ-𐍈ⱱ𐌴𐍂 𐌰 𐨠𐌷𐍈𐍁Ⲋ𐌰𐍀Ɗ, 𐌱𐍁𐨠 𐍊 𐌰ꡕ 𐍀𐍈𐨠 Ⲋ𐌴𐍀𐍊ࠋ𐌴!”

The latest tremor lingered, not just fading away like the last two strikes. You subconsciously held onto the bars in a white-knuckled grip.

Phantom knew you were here; he wouldn’t make Monarch’s entire palace collapse if it meant the risk of you getting crushed in the rubble. Despite your trust in him, your instincts were on still fire now, screaming that the floor was absolutely going to cave in beneath you at any second.

Phantom spoke up again, dripping with surreal danger. “What about all the souls you’ve gathered? What if I set my sights on those, Moth? They aren’t exactly easy to replace. We both now that better than anyone.”

Monarch stood on her throne, her movement too fluid and quick to be natural. The entire lower-half of her face seemed to have eroded away. Smooth, human-esquse flesh had been replaced by the mandibles you’d seen earlier. They shuddered and snapped, making an odd, almost musical chittering noise.

And right above them. . .her eyes. . .

Her eyes had grown disturbingly wide, rolling around in her head as each of the hexagonal units adorning either of them reflected everything around her. You could see yourself in the corner of them. She was still watching you as much as she was watching Phantom through the doors. 

Her antennae now almost resembled crooked swords, twitching so violently that it was a wonder how her crown stayed in place. 

The lights of the room flickered, growing dark and insidious. The temperature automatically dropped through several degrees; goosebumps prickled over every square-inch of your skin. Your senses were so shocked by the change that you almost didn’t notice the awful chorus of stretching and tearing that coiled through the room. 

By the time you finally looked back at Monarch, you choked on air. 

Her fair skin and silvery locks had just finished practically ripping themselves apart to make way for. . .not bones, perse. An exoskeleton: a shining, jagged, horrific carapace that looked like it was molded from liquefied diamonds. 

The woman was gone.

An enormous insectoid monster stood in her place. 

It was like nothing you’d ever seen before (which was saying something, since you’d seen quite a lot thanks to your relationship with Phantom). 

As though you were looking at the impossible result of a mythical threesome between a primordial praying mantis, spider, and butterfly.  

Far, far too many long, spindly, dagger-like legs and clutching, serrated claws to count. 

At the center of them all was a glowing abdomen that trembled with every breath Monarch took. It ended in a glittering stinger that would make even the world’s sharpest harpoon look like a toothpick. 

Her mandibles were now large enough to easily decapitate you with one bite. Each time they moved, an otherworldly chittering rhythm leaked out.

Four billowing wings as vast and blue as a trench in the ocean, covered in organized lines of piercing eye-spots.

No. . .those weren’t spots. 

Honest-to-fucking-goodness eyes.

And they were still keeping some focus on you. 

Monarch snarled. Against all odds, her voice remained soft. When it mixed with that chittering, however, the sound felt like needles. “ץ๏ย ๔๏ภ'Շ ђคשє Շђє ภєгשє.”

And with that, the doors finally buckled, flying off their hinges to embed themselves in the walls. 

A haze of heat and terrifying energy swept into the room, followed an instant later by another abomination. 

Despite the anxiety prying at your ribs, you still managed to smile. You even felt butterflies in your stomach.

Phantom was here. He’d come to take you back home.

At first, he seemed to be a sentient, slow-moving tornado of smoke. With your personal experience, you knew that he was simply wearing that fog sort of like a cloak. 

As more and more of his true form rippled into the throne room, as all the smoke sliced around him, you could easily see the shapes of bones that all fit together to form a colossal serpentine skeleton. 

A vast array of organs writhed further inside the seemingly endless ribcage, glowing similarly to the embers at the bottom of a firepit. 

That glow had absolutely nothing on Phantom’s eyes, however. 

Then again, you weren’t sure if you could really call them eyes. 

The sockets in his triangle-shaped head emitted spiraling plumes of fire. Beneath them, a maw filled to the brim with serrated fangs; the largest ones dripped with luminescent venom that sizzled as it hit the marble floors. A long, forked black tongue flicked in and out between all those teeth like a party favor. 

So, in short: the richest, purest form of nightmare fuel for anyone with ophidiophobia. . .well, almost. Two arms (only two at the moment. You knew more could be summoned and then retracted at a second’s notice) jutted out from his sides, each ending in a clutch of five talons.

And there was something peculiar pinched between two of those talons. 

“𐨠𐍂𐌸 ꡕ𐌴,” Phantom hissed as he raised his arm to show it off. 

It was spherical in shape, almost looking like one of those pretty glass marbles that always seemed to be in antique stores for whatever reason. 

But you knew better. 

The longer you started at it, the more it seemed to bounce—no, to pulse in the air. It gleamed with a soft, warm, colorful light. A living light. 

That was someone’s soul. 

You’d seen Phantom handling souls before, but those all had been his (technically) legal property, having been signed over to him by his clients. 

Judging by the way Monarch screamed as Phantom tossed it for his other talons to catch, this one had to be part of her collection. 

“𐍊𐨠'Ⲋ 𐍂𐌴𐌰ࠋࠋ𐌸 Ⲋ𐍊ꡕƤࠋ𐌴, ꡕ𐍈𐨠𐌷. . .” Phantom put a little more pressure on the soul in his grasp. It responded via turning a darker shade, almost partially deflating like a smoker’s lung. “𐌸𐍈𐍁 𐨠𐌰𐌺𐌴 Ⲋ𐍈ꡕ𐌴𐨠𐌷𐍊𐍀𐌾 𐍆𐍂𐍈ꡕ ꡕ𐌴, 𐌰𐍀Ɗ 𐍊 𐨠𐌰𐌺𐌴 Ⲋ𐍈ꡕ𐌴𐨠𐌷𐍊𐍀𐌾 𐍆𐍂𐍈ꡕ 𐌸𐍈𐍁.”

Monarch bristled. For a brief, horrible moment, you worried that she would reach over and clamp the cage to crush it around you like a soda can. 

You’d heard stories of her power. As far as you knew, she was one of few beings strong enough to have a stalemate with Phantom. 

The two of them stared at one another for what felt like hours. 

“คภ๔ ץ๏ย คɭฬคץร รคץ ՇђคՇ ๏Շђєг קє๏קɭє ςคภ'Շ Շคкє ן๏кєร,” Monarch accused, clicking her mandibles. She then let out an acidic sigh. “Ŧเภє. ﻮเשє ՇђคՇ ๏ภє ๒คςк Շ๏ ๓є, คภ๔ ץ๏ย ςคภ ђคשє ץ๏ยгร.”

“𐍀𐍈,” Phantom snapped. “𐌸𐍈𐍁 𐌾𐍊ⱱ𐌴 𐨠𐌷𐌴ꡕ 𐌱𐌰ζ𐌺 𐍆𐍊𐍂Ⲋ𐨠.”

Monarch hissed, leaning back, tensing up.

“How about you both move at the same time?” You called out, having finally reclaimed your voice. 

Both of the crimes against nature swiveled their heads in your direction. One part of you instinctually wanted to curl into a ball. The other part stood firm. 

No matter how terrifying Phantom was, no matter how much of a psychological hurdle it always was for you to see him in his true form like this. . .you still knew that he cared about you. He just wanted to keep you safe, to have you stay by his side. Once you were with him again, everything would be fine. 

He and Monarch side-eyed each other. 

One of Monarch’s legs reached over, clutching at the door to the cage. Simultaneously, Phantom pushed his talons, the soul still in his grasp, toward his rival. 

Then, less than a second later, they moved in tandem. 

As Phantom passed that unfortunate soul back to its owner, there was suddenly a gaping hole in the middle of the bars. You sprinted out and across the throne room, just barely managing to not trip over that long blue carpet. 

Phantom met you halfway, one clutch of talons hovering behind you, gently pushing you to stand closer to him. He lowered his skull, angling it to keep his fangs away as you leaned against him, stretching your arms in an awkward attempt to hug him.

“Շђєгє, รєє? ՇђคՇ ฬครภ'Շ ร๏ ђคг๔,” Monarch piped back up. You didn’t look at her, but you could guess at the snide grin slowly-but-surely spreading over her mandibles. Was this part of the adrenaline rush, or. . .whatever she’d been after? “คɭฬคץร ฬเՇђ Շђє ๔гค๓คՇเςร.” 

“𐌸𐍈𐍁'𐍂𐌴 𐍈𐍀𐌴 𐨠𐍈 𐍆𐍁ζ𐌺𐍊𐍀𐌾  𐨠𐌰ࠋ𐌺,” Phantom growled, holding you closer. You could see his horrific excuse for a heart thrashing and shifting through various colors unlike any you’d ever seen on Earth. “𐍊'ꡕ 𐌾𐍈𐍀𐍀𐌰 𐍂𐌴ꡕ𐌴ꡕ𐌱𐌴𐍂 𐨠𐌷𐍊Ⲋ 𐐎𐌷𐌴𐍀 𐍈𐍁𐍂 𐍀𐌴𑀌𐨠 ꡕ𐌴𐌴𐨠𐍊𐍀𐌾 ζ𐍈ꡕ𐌴Ⲋ 𐌰𐍂𐍈𐍁𐍀Ɗ. ʝ𐍁Ⲋ𐨠  𐨠𐌷𐍊𐍀𐌺 𐌰𐌱𐍈𐍁𐨠 𐨠𐌷𐌰𐨠."

[irithnova]

Do you have any headcanons or meta about mongolia attending world meetings or interacting with non-neighbors?

So, first of all, I think Mongolia is on the reserved side. This does not mean he is shy though, there's a difference between being reserved and shy. I think he is reserved/comes across as reserved because he's quite observant of conversations that are going on, not just during World meetings but in general, and if he feels like he has nothing of value to contribute to a conversation, he'd rather not derail it.

Being observant and taking note of the happenings around him is already a given for Mongolia, giving the fact that he is landlocked between Russia and China, so it's a constant for him. Not that it's something that's particularly hard for him to do though because he's gotten quite used to it. Because of this he might seem a bit standoff-ish to other nations during a world meeting.

However he actually isn't all that standoff-ish once you start talking to him! It's just that his reservedness and resting bitch face can make him seem a little unapproachable.

Attending world meetings is almost like a marketing campaign to an extent for him. He tries to show the best of himself to other nations in order to win their support and cooperation. Because of this he's not one to mess around during world meetings. This is to do with Mongolia's "third neighbour" policy which I'll get onto in a bit.

Another reason why he may seem reserved during World meetings: He really needs to think about what he's saying.

When other nations get into arguments with each other during World meetings, he believes it's usually best to try and maintain a neutral stance and not to take any sides in conflicts between other nations. This is because he acknowledges that his position in the world is somewhat precarious. Because of that he doesn't want to get involved in any political and geostrategic struggles, even if the argument that's taking place is over something petty. Besides, it's good entertainment for him sometimes so it's a win-win.

It can be a bit of a struggle at times to balance being opinionated and hard headed with being careful though. At heart, Mongolia does abide strongly by his own values and opinions, and he can be quite outspoken when there's something important on his mind. But he remembers that he has to keep his opinions to himself to some degree. He can't go around freely arguing with people like some nations have the privilege of doing.

So when he does express a strong opinion or his feelings about a situation, it's often times about more broader subjects or subjects that at least aren't so divisive. He definitely expresses his stronger opinions to nations he is close to though.

Because Mongolia tends to weave his answers around divisive questions in order to play it neutral (which he does quite well), because his answers are so neutral/diplomatic, other nations... For lack of a better term, think he's a little impossible to talk to about these sorts of things. He's really not, but when it comes to divisive geopolitical issues, he does tend to stay out of public discussions surrounding it. If he trusts a nation enough he will tell them his true feelings privately, but if its a nation he barely knows personally and politically, he'd rather not risk it.

However this does not mean that Mongolia never gives his own opinions. On issues which are not so divisive/does not risk him getting sanctioned by either of his two neighbours, but are still concerns to him, Mongolia will speak up and assert himself - he's not a shrinking violet.

Even in his neutral answers to questions surrounding geopolitical controversy, if he slyly wants to get his opinion across through a neutral/diplomatic answer, he'll find a nice and subtle way to do so, so that the underlying rhetoric is definitely there but it's subtle/innocent enough on the surface that you'd look a bit ridiculous if you tried to call him out on it. His wordcrafting skills are good for a reason after all. So, he does find a way to put across how he feels about something in the end, but in a way that won't come and bite him in the ass later on.

Mongolia definitely finds it refreshing to talk to non-neighboring countries. As a landlocked country between Russia and China, he doesn't have a huge range of nations that are around to talk to. It gets a bit limited and sometimes repetitive after a while.

Onto Mongolia's "third neighbour" policy and how he utilises world meetings to further this agenda:

The "Third Neighbor" Policy was introduced in the 1990s after Mongolia became a democracy and shifted to a market-oriented economy. Its purpose was to decrease reliance on neighboring countries (Russia and China, his only two neighbouring countries) and build new relationships with other nations, creating a more balanced and diverse foreign policy. The "third neighbor" refers to countries outside Mongolia's immediate border.

(I know this map makes it look like Kazakhstan is Mongolia's "third neighbour" but they're actually separated by the tiniest smidge of land 😭)

As part of Mongolia's policy of "third neighborism", Mongolia looks to reach out and develop his diplomatic relations beyond his neighboring countries. Mongolia seeks to build relationships with more distant countries other than Russia or China to open up new possibilities, and to not always be too dependent on their business. This could include diplomatic relations, trade and investment, and cultural ties.

Considering his geographical position, he knows he can't afford to be too isolationist, it's not healthy for a country. He's quite eager to broaden his horizons when it comes to diplomatic ties with other nations to say the least.

By some miracle, Mongolia officially considers countries like the United States, Japan, South Korea, European Union member states, and Australia as his "third neighbours." Mongolia has actively worked to form partnerships with these countries through a number of ways.

This is a significant feat considering Mongolia's juggling act of maintaining good relationships with his "third neighbours" and also not displeasing Russia or China too much. I believe it's a testament to his strategic efforts to broaden his international relations beyond his immediate neighbours.

In fact, Mongolia and America had some joint military exercises last year! It was called Khaan Quest.

Some more examples of Mongolia trying to broaden his horizons: Recently, Mongolia has been doing business with France too - and it's to do with Mongolia's minerals. The French president, Macron, visited Mongolia. Mongolia holds many untapped mineral resources, including significant uranium deposits, and they are pushing to seal a €1 billion deal!

This one is a lot more funny: The UKs post-Brexit trade deal which supplied British Chicken to 11 KFCs in Mongolia 😭 This honestly got kind of meme'd on in the UK when it was happening to the point where people thought that this trade deal was satire but no - it's true.

This entire debacle just makes me think of this stupid scenario in my head where England is just. Desperate for trade deals after Brexit, and he spots Mongolia out of the corner of his eye during a world meeting and he goes up to him like. Do you. Do you like chicken.

I also think Mongolia, like all nations, use world meetings as a way to catch up with friends. I think South Korea or India would be his usual go-tos and it's a mixture of actually catching up and chatting and them telling each other how they really feel about some of the conversations that are taking place or how some of the other nations are acting. It's like a chance to take the diplomatic mask off for a bit, especially on Mongolia's end.

He might slide off if he finds himself a bit tired/bored and go and smoke a cigarette which other nations do anyways but he doesn't take that as an opportunity to go and talk to them if they're both outside smoking. If he slid off to smoke a cigarette amid an hours long meeting he'd rather do so in peace, a bit of small talk is tolerable though.

Mongolia actively tries not dedicating too much of his time with talking to Russia and China during World meetings because in his view he sees too much of them and he'd rather seize the opportunity to build relationships with other nations rather than... Be bugged by them haha.

He doesn't attend all world meetings as sometimes his schedule is just too busy, though this isn't unique to him. However he does his best to attend in order to build relationships with other nations.

[hopedflight]

#hopedflight.

ind. priv. sel. dual muse blog for two original characters. main verse based in baldur's gate 3 & the forgotten realms, with several other verses available. as recorded by bee (26, cst) since may 2024. previously under the url @moonprayed. also found at. @saintsrepose (multifandom mutimuse, sideblog) interest tracker!

FELY'ENE ALEANDER. drow. light cleric of eilistraee.

playing with tropes of: shrinking violet, faith heel turn, cloud cuckoolander, melancholy moon, kindness button, thinks like a romance novel, rose colored glasses, the pollyanna, stepford-smiler, bookworm, beware the nice ones. quick links: headcanons. | study. | visuals. | in character. | pinterest.

RHYLZEN ALEANDER. drow. beast master ranger / swashbuckler rogue.

playing with tropes of: pragmatic anti-hero, deadpan snarker, take a third option, stiff upper lip, the spock, jade colored glasses, big brother instinct, guile hero, badass bookworm, the smart guy, sword and gun. quick links: headcanons. | study. | visuals. | in character. | pinterest.

POSSIBLY TRIGGERING THEMES PRESENT. PROCEED WITH CAUTION.

[thetownwecallhome]

OOC: My biggest regrets regarding this webcomic. And, what's to come.

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In case you're worried I'm being badged by bad reviews and/or "focusing too much on the bad"--- no. These are self-criticisms I've always had about this comic. It's always a joy to see you guys like it so much and there are some comics I love more than others and return to reread just for myself; but I think it's fine to have a healthy self-critical lens about your work sometimes. Just as long as you don't go 2000s-era Lucas and try retconning everything. So without further ado:

>Dislike the earliest gag where Jack complains about being 'fat'.

>Keeping art consistent and low-effort so it wouldn't take so much work.

>Introducing the Holiday leaders like I did. So underwhelming.

>"Mothball" [*sideshow bob grumble of pain*]

>While we're on it that earlier depiction of Clown being a jerk to Sally and Sally needing to be pepped-up by Jack to feel good about herself. Like 'Mothball' is needs a serious rewriting of dialogue to make it bearable ((to me)).

>"Packing Up" for reasons that should be painfully obvious later when I finish making Halloween Town comics. (it goes against current continuity in my headcanon)

>Really I regret how I wrote Sally and Jack a lot throughout the years. You can tell I was battling different takes about the characters and rationalizing them. I made Sally way too demur and Fluttershy-ish when she's not that kind of shrinking violet meanwhile Jack's either too kind and mature or too wrapped in guilt. For Sally I think I was operating on the logic that og-Carolyn-Thompson-script-softspoken-Sally > better then how she is in the movie because someone in my life was trying to convince me Sally was underdeveloped, and with Jack it's being hit w people saying he's an absolute incel or got away with everything in the film* and my coping by giving him more obvious guilt. Though, in fairness, Oogies Revenge, Kingdom Hearts and the fanbase didn't help that disparity by claiming Jack's just a cinnamon roll. Half of the reason "Ask Jack Skellington" prompts ever existed is so I could have an excuse to make Jack the spooky-doofy manchild of terror he is. I neglected that part of him for so long and he and Sally would be so upset with me. I failed you my babies.

>I think the joke of Jack being way too naive about how violent the other holidays actually are and/or oblivious to what adults use Halloween for is overdone in my work. I've done that gag like four times now I think.

>Unnecessarily hating on Lock, Shock, and Barrel for no reason. I think it shows just how much I didn't care for the characters before Zero's Journey came out.

>The Beetlejuice ask/reply comic from like 2015 or 16 whatever is not canon.

>Jack and Sally were too smexual in my earlier gags. Good god I REALLY hadn't figured out my asexuality, or theirs, for that matter.

>Like Jack suffering more +being too riddled by guilt, I think I made Oogie way too OP in my Oogie's Revenge (the prequel story to the entire comic) outline.

>This is a problem I have with all of my work but I hate the walls of text and run-ons all the characters do. It takes me out of my own fanfiction when it's just so obvious when I'm talking vs when the characters are. "Sally and the Doctor suffers from this a LOT".

>So many decisions made regarding plotpoints and plotlines that I think I muddled along the way or did way too quickly as it's obvious I don't have an exact outline for any of this fan stuff I'm throwing out. I really wanted to emphasize Harley and Mayor's blooming romance more than I did. They deserved so much better.

>AUGHTHEAWFULSELF-EDITED TEXT I DID IN 2015-2016 WAS TORTURE WHY DID I EVER THINK THAT WAS A GOOD IDEA???!

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All of this is to say, one day, if Oddities or my patreon makes enough dough and my SSI sitch isn't so fragile or fluctuating- I really wanna hire a beta editor/artist to be my extra pair of hands in sprucing this comic up and making it more articulate, readable and complete for my liking. And yes, it HAS to be a hired job. I can't promise big bucks but I refuse to hand that kind of responsibility to someone without compensation. This comic's too big.

As far as what to expect from the comic after this year, here's all I can tell you for my endgame plan:

I plan to go until 2027, when this blog will be 13 years old.

I want to make next year special as it'll be 31 years of Nightmare Before Christmas then.

You're gonna get a new character soon. Don't worry; they won't distract from the og cast too much. In fact they literally go to jail.

More of Halloween Town in the human world to come.

More Wolfman and Vampire brothers shenanigans.

Jack and Sally past tyme.

One of these final years Ima do something really special with the other holiday worlds and leaders. You'll see.

None of the characters will double die but I will be basically ripping off a spongebob episode.

No one from Halloween Town is ever going to meet anyone from New Holland. You are going to get a Beetlejuice character, but not a full blown crossover.

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[thebahwrites]

Whisper in my ears about good ol' Bob

YEAAAAHHHH BABEEEEYYYY YOU GOTS IT

an ask game ft niche questions i don’t see v often (send me a character)

Robert 'Bob' Floyd (More under the cut so I don't bother anyone <3)

a song that reminds me of them Burning Pile - Mother Mother It goes, all my troubles on a burning pile All lit up and I start to smile If I catch fire then I change my aim Throw my troubles at the pearly gates

what they smell like "Clean", if that makes sense? Like... clean clothes, fabric softener, softly/barely or generally unscented body products but clean, kind of fresh. That's the vibes I get. I don't think I associate a specific scent so you get this instead.

an otp Bobnix <3 idk man, I just think they're neat! But Floychado grew on me too, yes. Alas, I like girlboss Phoenix and malewife Bob, I think it's very bi4bi love and it's one of the few het ships I can get behind. It doesn't feel comphet to me and I enjoy it.

a notp I don't think I have any for Bob specifically??? Bobster/Roosbob/Floydshaw whatever it's called is one of his ships I don't particularly enjoy but it's entirely arbitrary, like, I cannot tell you why.

favorite platonic/familial relationships BOB ROOSTER PHOENIX FRIEND TRIO MY BELOVED... I actually really love the 'Bob is friends with everyone because who wouldn't like him' kinda deal but that specific trio... feelsgoodman.jpg, I like the Scooby Gang vibes they can bring to the table. Bob is holding the singular braincell while Rooster and Phoenix ruin someone's (probably Hangman's) day.

a headcanon that is popular in the fandom but that i disagree with I honestly don't think I've seen any particular headcanons from the fandom I particularly disagree with? Or maybe I just haven't paid too much attention to the ones I disliked sagdfagsdjghafsdjhgafsd but I'll say this: Bob to me may be a wallflower but he's not a shrinking violet and there is a MASSIVE difference between those. So, I guess, that???

the position they sleep in On his side, head under a pillow, tucked. Looks comfy, makes you wanna cuddle, I stand by it.

a crossover au i’d love to see them in You know what? Give me the Bobman in a detective AU spiderman style, I want Bob the Guy In The Chair, Bob the assistant, I want him being the voice of reason!!!

my favorite outfit they’ve ever worn BEACH OUTFIT ORANGE SHIRT AND SHORTS MY BELOVED HE LOOKED SO CUTE.

[pocket-prosecutor]

9, 10, 11, 18, 19

9) What’s your favorite piece of sizey media?

I'll be honest and admit I don't watch/consume a lot of original g/t media. I have a nostalgic fondness for The Borrowers (1997), and may actually have been an important g/t primer for me lol. A currently ongoing g/t comic I really enjoy is Violet Goes To The Beach by Pacthesis! I haven't read everything yet but it's so so good.

10) What’s the last TV show you watched, any size headcanons for it?

Inside Out! I don't have any size headcanons for it but the opening sequence has a few frames of the main character piloting a human-sized robot resembling herself. So through association...I suppose I like to think about a shrinking episode where the MC shrinks hehe.

11) What song gives you size vibes?

Little Words by The Happy Fits

18) Any favorite g/t content creators? People you wanna hype up?

@musicallygt and @sa-gt-tarrius (for their art and fanfic respectively) have amazing g/t content that I consumed when I just got into g/t (and still do ofc). @rainydaygt also has an amazing art style and I love staring at their art....

19) What’s your all-time favorite g/t daydream - the one thing you keep going back to?

Definitely Wereshifter Miles AU lol. Within g/t I kind of prefer Ace Attorney g/t scenarios, and within that I really lean towards Narumitsu g/t with Tiny!Miles. Wereshifter Miles AU exists for unlimited tiny and shrinking scenarios potential. (And to be really really specific: I will never get enough of handholding. Giant carefully holding Tiny's hand? Tiny using both hands to grab just one of Giant's finger? It never gets old.)

[krowesadventureblog]

[OOC blog Info post]

Figured that a pinned post would be a good idea to explain the conceptual baselines of this blog and whatnot, so here ya go.

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-First off, blanket unreality warning for this entire blog. It is a pokemon irl rp account, after all.

-This blog follows the main series games canon, but locations and concepts from the adventures manga and the anime may be included. I will start an alternate blog for PMD canon stuff in the near future, too, so please hold off on PMD-universe questions until then! (I appreciate ya'll PMD homies, as PMD Blue Rescue Team was the first pokemon game I ever owned!)

-Pokemon that are considered gods include Arceus, the creation trio, the lake guardians, the super-ancient trio, the forces of nature quartet, the aura trio, the Tao trio, the guardian deity quartet, the light trio, and Regigigas.

-Other legendary/mythical pokemon are considered closer to cryptids or urban legends, as well as the ultra beasts, Cosmog + Cosmoem, the paradox duo and other paradox pokemon.

-Legendary/mythical pokemon that have been owned by trainers in the anime such as the lesser Regis, Heatran, Darkrai, and Latios (and by extension Latias) are considered exceedingly rare, and are sought after as subjects of study to verify the true nature of other legends.

-The Pocket Monsters Encyclopedia (released in 1996 in japan) states that pokemon are capable of shrinking down to fit in tight spaces, explaining how they fit into pokeballs. I imagine that this also explains the move minimize as well.

-Modern pokeballs have internal components that force the afforementioned shrinking behavior to occur. As for more ancient pokeballs, like the ones seen in PLA, I have a theory that I go into more detail on over on my main account + blog (https://www.tumblr.com/clockworkcorvus/702945786986643456/theory-pokeballs-were-re-invented?source=share), which I currently hold as my headcanon. TL,DR: old pokeballs used some underlying ruinic magic tomfoolery to achieve similar results to that of modern pokeballs, but the knowledge of said magic has been lost to time.

-This blog may discuss some darker aspects of the pokemon world that are implied throughout the series (eating certain pokemon, food chains, pokemon killing people and vice versa, etc.), so be warned. I will tag posts covering such content appropriately for the more squeamish folks in the pokemedia community.

-This blog is always set within the modern era of the series, so as of right now it would be following the events of Scarlet and Violet, and will likely canonically move forward with the events of the eventual dlc that will be releasing for the games.

-This blog is an inclusive space. Bigotry of any kind (Racism, homophobia, transphobia, anti-Semitism, furphobia, etc.) will not be tolerated, nor will those who excuse/refuse to denounce such behaviors from others (none of that "both sides bad" crap). Additionally, pro-shippers, pedophiles (this includes lolicons, obviously), zoophiles, and other deranged folks like that will be relentlessly mocked before being reported and blocked. DNI if you are one of these degenerates. smug "reddit atheist" types of anti-theists will also be blocked.

-I will try to keep OOC posts to an absolute minimum, mostly limiting them to posts like this or discussion of meta-aspects of the pokemedia fandom/community. A side blog for worldbuilding posts filling in the holes of the pokemon canon will be made at some point.

-As an avid worldbuilder, I currently have plans for a fan-game/region, and aspects of that may be tied into this blog at some point.

-Don't expect much artwork from me, at least not yet. I plan on working on my art skills soon. Any art I may post until further notice will likely be artwork I commissioned, and/or reposted with the permission of the artist.

-My main blog + account for non-rp stuff is @clockworkcorvus, and any OOC pokemon-related asks (Ex; Favorite pokemon game? Funniest KO you've seen?) are likely better sent there.

-A secondary blog, @pokemonloreadditions, exists as a resource for people roleplaying in these tags that want some holes in the pokemon lore filled for them. Where does meat come from? How does the government work? Stuff like this will be expanded upon in that blog. -I will block any account that follows me without having changed their blog name from the default "Untitled" name, as that is the sign of a bot.

[aardvark-123]

~Some Headcanons Regarding Fallout~

Sunny Smiles's full name is Sunelope Christine Smiles.

There is a fourth dog, but he's a gentle shrinking violet who doesn't want to be a radio presenter. He specialises in fixing toy cars.

Eighty-four official Touhou games were published before the apocalypse. Some CDs and holotapes can still be found, although they're incredibly rare and valuable. Over in Japan, there is a sizeable religious movement venerating Nazrin.

Moira Brown is trans.

So is Macready.

Millions of people suffer from getting the Butcher Pete song stuck in their heads. The most effective cure is to listen to the Mighty, Mighty Man song until both cancel each other out.

The Brotherhood of Steel are the instigators and the victims of a dangerous self-fulfilling prophecy. The more they hoard what power and technology are left in the world, the more they try to decide who is allowed to exist, the more enemies will rise up in defiance.

The Brotherhood of Steel aren't evil, but they do throw their weight around. It's better to take the world as it is, and improve it where practical, than to try and force it into one specific image of a perfect society. I hope their leaders will realise that image is not worth wiping out whole civilisations just because their people are large and yellowish-green.

Power armour smells a bit leathery, a bit rusty, and a bit like a hospital when you're wearing it.

[yandereforelorn]

re: nadeko transmasc headcanon

it’s been a while since I rewatched monogatari but! decided to make a little post about trans nadeko :3

this is almost certainly projecting a little bit, given that I really love nadeko and her arcs, but some of it isn’t! also worth giving the disclaimer that nadeko is somewhat of a deconstruction/play on the shrinking violet and in her first image song literally says she wants to become a yamato nadeshiko for araragi, so there’s almost certainly cultural stuff that I’m going to misunderstand/not catch here, that being said I don’t think any of that necessarily discredits this reading?

(using him pronouns for nadeko after this)

- constantly hiding/not wanting to be seen, wearing baggy clothing so as not to be Perceived. his clothing in renai circulation/mousou express is TBOY SWAG. his coat being referred to as a second skin, both as a reference to the snake theme and because hating and feeling trapped by his Cute Appearance and the expectations it produces, and feeling forced to use it to his advantage/take advantage of people’s expectations of her, to the point that he rejects being a manga artist (the only thing he’s shown to be truly passionate about) because it doesn’t fit his image/is afraid to be genuine

- use of “ore-sama” during his breakdown at classmates after tsukihi cuts his bangs — at first might seem to be because of kuchinawa, but admits afterwards that it was him speaking and he’s just going to blame the serpent. speaking of kuchinawa, considering he is a presence that nadeko at least partially created, is it interesting that he manifests as a deep-voiced snake that points out all of nadeko’s flaws and constantly disagrees with him?

- only seen in non-tboy swag clothing (correct me if wrong?) when getting exorcized during his first arc (against his will), at school, in his bedroom, or when trying to seduce araragi (which he knows won’t amount to anything) (also interesting heteronormativity conversation that could be had with his use of araragi as a deflection for any other romantic attraction?)

- is thrilled to be called terrifying instead of cute when he becomes a snake god

I know there’s littler things that I could catch on a rewatch, but until then! that's all folks!