#the arcana head cannons

[sweetestlittledarling]

The Chubby Bunny Challenge

Description: A bit of a head cannon about a silly competition while the team is on a camping trip. Who will win the challenge?

Note: So, this again is more of a head cannon so not fully written out. I just was thinking about competitions, and I came up with this silly idea. Written for @vesuviaweekly's prompt: Just a Little Healthy Competition.

Camping out in the fields of the south was an exciting experience. They all would sit around the fire, look up at the stars and share stories. There was also the toasting of marshmallows, which of course gave Lark ‘a great idea’. They could play ‘chubby bunny’.

              Sparrow and Robin: No.

              Lark: Aw come on guys! It will be a lot of fun!

              Sparrow: Yeah, for you maybe.

              Robin: Lark, have you forgotten how badly this ended last time?

              Portia: Okay now I have to know what Chubby Bunny is!

              Lark explains that the game is simple: Two people take turns putting a marshmallow into their mouth and then saying the words ‘chubby bunny’. If the player can’t say the words in a clear enough voice, then they are out.

              Lark: I am current reigning champion *grins*

              Sparrow: And I was the reigning champion of getting very sick after all that fluff! I still barely look at one without being ill.

              Robin: As the person who had to take care of her, I concur. I am out.

              Portia: Well, I think it sounds like fun!

              Julian: As do I, though I think as a medical professional it’s not a good idea to over do it on anything, especially sugar.

              Lark: *Cocking eyebrow* Or salty bitters.

              Julian: That was in the name of saving the city, though I confess I too have not been able to look at one without being ill.

              Muriel sits out as he’s not too big into sugar and Volta wishes to play but she only ends up eating the marshmallows instead. Lark gives her a bag of her own which she happily munches on. With Robin and Sparrow sitting out, the contestants are Asra, Nadia, Julian, Portia, and Lark.  Julian goes against his sister but looses when he nearly chokes on one accidentally. Asra and Lark face off, but Lark pulls though when Asra concedes (he could have won but figures it’s more fun to watch the games). Lark goes against Portia next and manages to win again though it’s a close one. It comes down to Lark and Nadia, who actually hadn’t gone yet.

              Surprisingly it’s a pretty heated battle with both contestants filling their mouths to near bursting with the fluffy white. But amazingly Nadia wins, with a clear pronunciation of the famous words.

              Lark: *Taking deep breaths after expelling all the marshmallows* Wow, Nadia…that was…amazing…How were you able to do that?

              Nadia: It’s simple my dear Lark, as a child I was forced into many an hour of dictation class. I was made to study language and speech, and often times my tutors would bring something to hold in my mouth so I could work on my pronunciation-

              Lark: Wait, don’t tell me they would use-

              Nadia: *Smiling triumphantly* Marshmallows? Why yes, they did.

[wordstome]

kosovo maiden (könig x reader)

Well, I did it again, gang. I wrote another story based on a painting. This one is by Uroš Predić in 1919, and was posted to Tumblr here (thanks to arcana-imperii for posting!)

I don't know anything about Kosovo, so the reader here isn't explicitly Serbian ;; please forgive me. Also, apologies for possibly inaccurate ambiguously late-1800s setting, medical information or German. Please enjoy!

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There are soldiers in the field.

You heard the sounds of battle early in the dawn, the piercing explosions of gunfire and cannons ringing out as the sun rose. You weren’t concerned at first: it was far enough away that you felt safe enough to carry on as usual. But the gunfire drew closer and closer, and by noon you could hear the shouting and the battle cries, driving you trembling into your attic with terror. Mercifully, the fighting peters out as the sun sinks lower in the sky, but when you finally work up the nerve to peek out of your window, you find to your horror that the grassy field adjacent to your humble little home is littered with the bodies of dead and dying men.

Without a single further thought to your own safety, you grab a lantern and a pitcher of water and rush into the night.

It’s awful. Most of the men left behind are already cold, some whose eyes you have to shut yourself. The ones who were able to be saved were likely evacuated by their comrades, so the only ones left to face the cruel nighttime are the ones who won’t see the morning after. A few are still conscious when you find them, but you have little more to offer them than a gentle touch and one last drink of water. Their eyes are what will haunt you most after today: slick with tears as grown men weep, all semblance of courage and proud masculinity stripped from them as they face down their imminent demise. It’s terrible, heart-wrenching, but you can’t bring yourself to stop. You’re the only living thing left that can offer them comfort in their last moments.

The jug of water dangles from your hand as you trudge through the field, looking for anyone at all that you can provide help to. You’ve long abandoned any hope of finding someone you can save when you come across him: the giant in the grass.

It’s well and truly nighttime at that point, your lamp the only source of light upon what seems like a sea of human misery. The light hits his face, and you gasp. Your first thought is of how huge he is, at least 200 centimeters if he were standing. Your second thought is of how handsome he is…

You jolt to attention as he shifts and groans. He’s alive! Shaking some sense into yourself, you don’t hesitate to rush to his side. Your hands roam across his body, assessing the severity of his injuries. To your surprise, he doesn’t seem to be mortally injured. They’re severe, to be sure—he won’t be able-bodied for weeks. But he’s far from at death’s door, only confused and dazed…had his comrades only left him due to his sheer size?

Using your hand to support the back of his head and neck, you tip some water into his mouth in an attempt to revive him. The man cracks an eye open, regarding you with feverish wonder.

“Ein Engel…” he murmurs. You’re too elated that he’s alive, so you don’t actually properly hear what he said. With light, deft fingers, you tear strips of his tattered shirt and use the cloth to wrap up a scrape on his arm and stem the flow of a very nasty-looking wound up along the broad plane of his torso. To your alarm, however, the man seems to slump, his head laying back as if he’s about to lose consciousness.

“No, no,” you cry in panic, shaking him without heed of his injuries. “Sir, you cannot sleep here, I am unable to carry you…you will die out here!”

He mumbles something inaudible, and you breathe a sigh of relief. He hasn’t passed out on you yet, but you have to act quickly to properly care for his wounds. You shift your body so you can maneuver his uninjured arm onto your shoulders. Luckily, he seems to comprehend what you’re trying to do, and manages to stumble to his feet while leaning his weight on you.

It’s an awkward, fumbling dance, considering your earlier assessment of his height was correct—he’s a huge man, and his torso alone nearly dwarfs your entire figure. But with a good measure of patience, you manage to get him moving towards your house. It’s high time you returned home, as well: your stomach roils as you remember what happens to corpses left outside for scavengers to find.

The two of you stumble through the doorway of your home, you murmuring soft affirmations and encouragement to the man. He makes no indication that he understands what you’re saying, but he’s nodding along, responding to your gentle tone. You guide him to lay on your bed, his body visibly relaxing as he sinks into the mattress.

You bustle around, lighting candles, stoking your fireplace, and rummaging around for medical supplies. You return to him with a basin of warm water, a cloth, and some bandages—before stopping dead in your tracks.

In the low lamplight out in the field, you hadn’t noticed the color of the man’s uniform, much too preoccupied with his signs of life. But now the truth is laid bare in front of you as you take in his attire, eyes traveling over his broad body—

You’ve just taken in an enemy soldier.

The man has seemingly fallen asleep, likely exhausted by the battle and the effort it took to get into your home. That does nothing to assuage your fear, though: what are you going to do if he passes away right in your bed? Even worse, what are you going to do if he wakes? Will he be hostile? Will he attempt to take you as a hostage to secure safe passage out of his enemy’s territory?

It's clear to you, though, that if you don’t help this man, he will die. His wounds could easily turn septic, and then he’s a goner. You steel yourself and approach him, kneeling at his bedside.

You work slowly and carefully to reveal his injuries, wincing when they’re completely exposed. He’s no longer bleeding profusely, but he will absolutely need stitches. For now, you settle for cleaning them with a damp cloth, trying to keep infection at bay.

He must be well and truly knocked out, because he doesn’t even stir as you wrap his arm securely with clean bandages. You’re much more hesitant to deal with his chest wound: if he wakes and struggles, he could make it much worse. But his unconscious state affords you the best opportunity to stitch him up…

You furrow your brow and go to find a needle.

You’re awoken by a gentle touch on the shoulder.

You stir from your sleep, wondering what your mother could possibly want at such an early hour. At least she put the fire on—you can hear the crackling. But why is your bed so hard? Did you fall asleep on the floor? Actually, now that you think about it, you do recall dozing off on your sheepskin rug last night, because—

Your eyes shoot open to see a huge, hulking figure standing over you.

The soldier startles when you scream, scrambling to move away from him. He cuts an intimidating figure in the early morning light: he towers over you in a state of undress, the bandages you put on him last night splotched with rusty dried blood. But you calm down as you realize he means you no harm, his hands outstretched in front of him as a show of peace: no weapons.

“Wo bin ich?” he asks. You squint at him. That sounds like German, but you can’t speak a word of it.

“I don’t speak German,” you try. He tilts his head, looking as puzzled as you feel right now.

“Never mind all of that,” you say, shaking your head and pushing yourself to your feet. “You shouldn’t be out of bed!” The soldier watches with amusement as you press your hands against him, careful to avoid touching his chest where you know his wound lies, in an attempt to get him back into bed. He allows you to do so, lying back down like an obedient dog.

“Muste pissen,” he murmurs as you fuss over him. You shoot him another confused look as you check the stitches you put in his chest wound. All seems well, you note with relief.

“What?”

He huffs a sigh. He gestures towards the door, and then then to his…oh.

“I see,” you say, cheeks feeling hot. You can’t bear to look at his face, but when you do, you find he’s watching you with amusement.

You tap his chest with a finger, then mime a sewing motion. “Don’t get up on your own from now on, you could tear your stitches,” you tell him, pointing to the door and then to patting your own chest. “I’ll help you.”

He snorts, but nods. You start to unfurl the bandages on his arm, heart twinging with sympathy as he grits his teeth in pain. You bite your lip in chagrin as the wound is revealed. It was much less severe than the one on his chest, but it’s doing much worse: pus and fluids are leaking everywhere, and to your horror, you think some parts of the torn flesh might actually be turning green.

“Es sieht schlecht aus?” he asks, concerned. You put on a smile you hope is comforting and rise from his bedside to go downstairs and rummage through your cupboards.

You return to him holding a bottle of liquor, the strongest you could find. He seems to realize what you intend to do, and shifts slightly to allow you better access to his arm.

“I’m sorry,” you whisper to him. “This is going to hurt.” Without further warning, you dump a good amount of alcohol on his wound.

“SCHEIẞE!” The bellow of pain that rips out of his throat seems to shake the very foundations of your home. You wince as he hollers and lays back heavy against your poor little bed, forehead covered in a sheen of sweat. That can’t have been pleasant…

“Das tat schlimmer weh, als die verdammte Wunde überhaupt zu bekommen,” he grits. You give him a sympathetic little pat before withdrawing to get the bandages.

He’s calmed down by the time you return to him. He watches you curiously as you wrap him up nice and snug, then turn your attentions to his chest wound. The stitches are still in place—it seems he was careful when he relieved himself—but you still need to clean and dress the wound. He lets out a sigh of relief when you opt for a clean cloth to dab away the dried blood instead of the liquor bottle.

You work quickly and efficiently, worried about him catching a cold with his chest out like this. You also can’t deny that the whole situation is starting to make you a bit shy—a foreign man, and an attractive one at that, is in your bed, shirtless, and you’re all but sprawled out on top of him to get up close to his injury. By the time you’re done, you’re fully blushing at the closeness of the contact between the two of you.

“You should be alright, it’s a good sign that you lasted through the night and haven’t developed a fever yet,” you tell him as you gather up the soiled bandages to be washed. “You’ll need to stay in bed so I can keep an eye on you—”

You’re drawn up short when you look up to see his face. Far from the angry scowl he wore when you disinfected his wound, his expression now is almost…admiring? You shift slightly, caught off guard by the adoration in this stranger’s stare, and your arm brushes against something solid and warm.

You stand up as if burned, turning to see what you just touched. To your chagrin, you find that the soldier is…well, he’s hard.

You whirl around to fix him with an outraged look, but he only laughs at you with obvious delight. What a pervert! You’re so flustered you don’t know what to do or where to look, but you’re stopped by the sensation of him reaching up and pressing a hand to your face.

You stare at him, wide-eyed, as he strokes your cheek with a sort of reverence that stops you in your tracks. “Mein Retter…” he murmurs. “Entschuldigung. Ich konnte nicht anders.”

You huff, recognizing that he’s trying to apologize. “You don’t act like an injured man at all,” you complain. A spark of mirth comes into his eye at your pouting tone as he just chuckles at you. You turn to walk away, yelping when you feel his hand brush against your bottom. You shoot him with a deadly look as he laughs again.

You scurry away, feeling awkward and hot all over. You had been so concerned last night about whether you should stay in the same house as the potentially dangerous soldier, pacing the floor and biting your nails as you pondered whether you should give him up to the local authorities. In hindsight, you’re glad you didn’t—they would surely have locked him in a cold cell with nobody to look after that festering gash on his shoulder, to say nothing of his chest wound. It was worth it to risk waking up to a man angry and spitting hatred at you, if you could save his life.

But now you’re realizing that you hadn’t considered the opposite possibility: that the soldier might like you a little too much.

ein Engel = an angel Wo bin ich? = Where am I? Muste pissen = had to piss Es sieht schlecht aus? = Is it bad? Scheiße = shit Das tat schlimmer weh, als die verdammte Wunde überhaupt zu bekommen = That hurt worse than getting the damn wound in the first place Mein Retter = my savior Entschuldigung. Ich konnte nicht anders = I'm sorry. I couldn't help it

Once more, I wrote this in a frenzy akin to being possessed, so it's a little short. But there will definitely be more! Thank you for reading <3

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[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

Hi this is my first time asking!! I was wondering if you could mini head cannons for mcs familiar seeing m6s familiar as a parent? Thanks again!❤️

The Arcana Mini-HCs: The familiars adopt MC's new baby familiar

Julian: developing SO much respect for the raven that he (sadly) didn't have before. Malak is attentive to the point of being fussy, always preening your baby familiar and covering it with his wings

Asra: Faust did not expect to develop maternal feelings for your new friend, but here she is! it's a little sad but very sweet to overhear her humming the old made-up songs of Asra's lonely childhood to it

Nadia: Chandra doesn't make a big deal of it, but she's delighted to finally have a little companion. she's a very dutiful mentor, always by its side to keep its feathers smooth and share her treats with it

Muriel: Inanna and Muriel had a short-lived custody battle over who would help you raise your new familiar, and she won. she is fiercely protective of it and howled with pride after it caught its first rabbit

Portia: Pepi and your kitten are like cuteness squared. thanks to Pepi's capacity to talk, though, you're often treated to the muffled scolding it gets as she scruffs it and carries it across the cottage

Lucio: Mercedes and Melchior treat your new puppy more like they're its excited young uncles than they do like it's their ward. they always make time to play tag with it and let it win at tug-of-war sometimes

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My Modern Arcana headcannons because no one can stop me from rotating these people in my head

-RIP Julian you would have loved being the world's drunkest guy at karaoke. (I also hc that he and Portia are Eastern European Jewish but not super observant I mean c'mon his favorite food is lobster claws.).

-They would also he would have movie nights with Nadia where they watch telenovelas, Bollywood movies, or musicals since they have a love for the *drama* Lucio would get jealous and come along ONE time (even though he doesn't even like musicals since HE'S the only one allowed to be a drama king)

-Nadia has a *beautiful* and refined singing voice and sometimes sings little diddies with the MC or her sisters when they visit. (She's going to karaoke with Julian too, but she has to get buzzed to actually sing.) Lucio also tags along to karaoke, (after dramatically moping because Julian never explicitly invites him because his singing voice sucks in cannon and he never pays for anyone's drinks)

-Lucio would always interrupt the Savatrina sisters' singing by jokingly saying "I didn't know you joined an a capella group!" or some other INSANELY lame thing. Sometimes he even tries to join, it always elicits a chorus of eye rolls and pinched noses.

-If Morga were introduced to the internet, she would still be the Least Online person you ever met. She would use the internet once in a blue moon for different ways to preserve her various cuts of venison or something and that is IT. You tried to Rickroll her as a joke and she asked you if the man who was singing "was your friend or something".

-Lucio would have LOVED being in a fraternity. That man was BORN to haze freshman and show up to his 10am classes hungover as shit.

-He also had to be talked out of investing in shitcoins more than once by an increasingly exasperated Nadia after they got married. Nadia also would regularly roast him for his lack of spice tolerance. (This man freaks out at even one slice of jalapeno in anything he eats.)

-Also Lucio would have ABSOLUTELY been called a "metrosexual" in the early 2000's, but he secretly doesn't mind it.

[jazztato]

Hazbin head cannons??

Hello everyone! ik it's been a while since i've wrote to u all but i've been into hazbin hotel lately and was thinking of doing hazbin hotel head cannons don't worry i'm still going to work on my arcana ones but taking a small break from that for hazbin stuff atm but feel free to request any hazbin hotel head cannons the only ones i will write for is Alastor Adam Lucifer Sir pentious Abel (I won't do anything sexual with Abel though so if u request any sexual head canons then he will not be apart of it)

[thearcanarevival]

The arcana head cannon- I think that Asra would have really bad eyesight but has just never realised it, I'm pretty sure it's said they have their dad's eyes so like it's possible lol. And it's not really like he could have gotten his eyes tested either. Soooo yeah.

The Arcana Discussion

Personally, I don’t know if I agree fully with this headcanon. However, I think it would be interesting storywise if Asra’s eyesight got worse as he got older. It would hardly be noticeable to him, he’d just kind of blank on it. Then one day he is walking right into pole because his eyesight has gotten so poor. Then finally he’ll submit to his bad eyesight.

Despite that, I could see Asra never noticing how his eyesight is poor. He’d just kind of live with it, never questioning it. Then eventually after talking to his dad about how he can’t see certain things well his dad is just looking at him going, “Have you ever had an eye test?”

I could see that happening. Not a bad head canon! Thanks for the submission.

Feel free to give your opinion on this headcanon in the comments. Also, give me your headcanons, theories, fanart, and so much more.

[bittersweetcanary]

Arcana Twilight BUT it's queer as FUCK

Coming in hot to throw some cannons at your head- Here are some of my basic head cannons of the cast! I mighhhhht use these when writing in the future when making stories for my persona in an artw au.

[Disability | Neurodivergence | Mentions of sexual relationships(no details but sort of NSFW) | Disorders | Cute shit | I love them]

Viewer discretion is advised beyond this point O-O

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Alpheratz HCs

The First Sorcerer of Andromeda

Gender/Pronouns: No gender, any pronouns. Alpheratz doesn’t care what pronouns you use.

Sexuality: Doesn’t care to explain, too much energy. Will remain uneducated.

Health-Related Content: Mana Fluctuation.

Magic Specialty: Excellent Overall.

Love Language: Likes to Give: Quality Time / Gift Giving. Likes to Receive: Quality Time / Physical Touch.

Alfie’s Flower: The Pink Camellia, it symbolizes longing.

Other

Alfie's spell book(catalyst) feeds off the wielder's mana to remain bonded thus leading though this isn't the cause of the fluctuations it does worsen them if the book takes from him when his mana is low. Alpheratz is almost always fatigued, due to the reasons above he sometimes refers to his condition as Chronic Fatigue.

Nap time with the Summoner is Alpheratz's favorite way to spend quality time. With cuddles of course!!

As Sirrah in Alpheratz’s past life Alfie once took down a flying whale with Polaris, they were close but how close? At the beginning Alpheratz doesn’t recognize the Summoner as Polaris nor does Alfie trust them, warms up to them slowly, but as Alfie gains memories of Sirrah, Alfie is noticeably more fond of the Summoner.  

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Arcturus HCs

The First Sorcerer of Bootes

Gender/Pronouns: Unlabeled he/she

Sexuality: Asexual/Panromantic is a term that describes people who can experience romantic, or emotional (but not sexual) attraction to any person, regardless of that person’s gender, sex, or sexuality.

Health-Related Content: ADHD.

Magic Specialty: Inducing Magixs.

Love Language: Gives: Words of Affirmation / Quality Time. Likes to Receive: Physical Touch / Words of Affirmation / Quality Time.

Arcky’s Flower: The Yellow Rose is a symbol of sympathy and empathy. When your friends get sad or sick, you can entertain and brighten your friends days. 

Other

Those with ADHD have difficulty completing tasks due to a lack of motivation because their brains have an extremely low quantity of the chemicals that reward you with happy vibes if you complete it so they tend to hyper-fixate on whatever gives them that bit of reward.

Arcturus, as typical of people with ADHD though not all, tends to get that reward when she completes tasks for others or helps them, but she tends to hyper-fixate on this and forget to take care of his own needs, like eating, drinking, and using the toilet. Please remind her Summoner!!

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Pollux HCs

The Second Sorcerer of Gemini

ESFP-T

Gender/Pronouns: Genderfluid [he/they/she] usually goes by he/him

Sexuality: Pansexual, fluid. A term that describes people who can experience sexual, romantic, or emotional attraction to any person, regardless of that person’s gender, sex, or sexuality though he feels this change from time to time and doesn’t prefer to stick to any singular sexuality, not even Pan.

Health-Related Content: Bipolar disorder is a mental health condition that causes extreme mood swings that include emotional highs (mania or hypomania) and lows (depression).

Magic Specialty: Destruction Magic.

Love Language: Gives: Physical Touch. Likes to Receive: Gift Giving / Words of Affirmation / Physical Touch.

Polly’s Flower: The White Rose, this flower represents pure and innocent love.

Other

Often needs time alone to just decompress, Alpheratz typically keeps an eye on them just in case they ever need help.

Everyone has a case of cuteness aggression towards him whenever he is near, Alpheratz is always the first to act on it and coo at him!

Sirius was dating him for a time, or so Pollux thought but it was never made official. It was more like sexual benefits. Pollux would like to think they’d at least been Friends with Benefits. He behaves hostilely towards the Summoner at first because Sirius began avoiding him, giving him the cold shoulder in favor of the Summoner… Pollux warms up to the Summoner after they are there to comfort him despite his hostility.

Sirius previously referred to Pollux as Bunny in a sexual way. Arcturus once looked over Pollux’s shoulder at his phone screen and asked what that meant. Pollux was mortified and refused to answer.

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Sirius HCs

First Sorcerer of Canis Major

ENTP-A

Gender/Pronouns: Mirror Pronouns. Your pronouns are his, and he is running away with them. His legs are too long, you will never catch him!! (I tend to use he/him for Sirius when not mirroring them to other characters though any other usage of pronouns or just his name would work)

Sexuality: Omnisexual. Similar to pansexual, it is used to describe people whose sexuality isn’t limited to those of a particular gender, sex, or sexual orientation

Health-Related Content: If he has any, well, you don't know. Sirius isn't one to let others know such personal information... Though Polaris might know.

Magic Specialty: Transformation Magic.

Eyes:

Red: Love, desire

Orange: ? Haven’t seen them but I assume they’d be joy & love

Yellow: Delight, joy

Green: Jealousy, anger?, annoyed

Blue: Sadness, dissapointment

Icy Blue: Shock, surprise, worry

Purple: Fear, determination, anger?

Squinted, blank Purple: Desperation

Red/Purple: Love and Determination

Love Language: Gives: Gift Giving / Physical Touch. Likes to Receive: Physical Touch / Words of Affirmation.

Siri’s Flower: The Purple Rose represents individuality and artistic flair but the closer to black they are their meaning could double with Black Roses which symbolize, grief, anger, hatred, unrequited love, mystery, subversion, resistance, and dark side of desire and passion.

(Definition may vary from other sources because I tailored it to Sirius.)

Other

Sirius just likes to occasionally visit the Summoner while they are studying in the library. If the Summoner is short he’ll pick them up, sit down, and place them on his lap like it’s nothing. The Summoner has become used to this, they recognize his presence before he even approaches so they are already mentally prepared- but when Sirius begins whispering in their ear he becomes quite the distraction.

Loves playing with your hair, especially if it’s long enough to style!!

Has no idea how to react when you actually flirt back or make a move, possibly tenses up or asks if what you did was a cruel joke… (poor baby has self-esteem issues)

Does shit to make you distrust him because he doesn’t trust himself

Very torn up about Polaris not quite being there as they once were for him. 

Sirius likes to roleplay as your student sometimes, maybe he was Polaris’s student once and he wants that time back.

Sirius cannot let go of the idea of Polaris, he will often project onto the Summoner when roleplaying with them and tell them vague stories with minor changes about himself and Polaris in hopes of triggering memories.

Sirius adores you, the Summoner, Polaris, seeing you as his only safe space but still he has trouble opening up because he knows you aren’t his Polaris but so very much wishes you to be… To an unhealthy degree, wishing that in the first place is unhealthy and projecting.

Floor 8-17 The Summoner asks Sirius if he knew Polaris personally, he asks them what they think. Sirius did and does.

Pollux was his rebound. Sirius never thought much of their “relationship”, he never intended to make it one.

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Spica HCs

The First Sorcerer of Virgo

Gender/Pronouns: Cisgender Man [he/him]

Sexuality: Bisexual, a sexual orientation that describes people who experience sexual, romantic, or emotional attraction to people of more than one gender. Old man energy. Prefers binary, cisgender, individuals with few exceptions. Uses it like one would use Pansexual. When Spica quotes himself "When I was younger Bisexual was the “pansexual”." the others refer to it as Spicaism. Spica lectures them over their supposed misuse of grammar.

Health Related Content: Severe OCD(Obsessive Compulsive Disorder)

Magic Specialty: The Half of the Traditional Sorcerer. (I assume that refers to magic that is considered traditional to practice, possibly to his home or family.)

“Spiky Spica, you aren’t spiky but your personality is sometimes!” - A Summoner Quote

Love Language: Gives: Acts of Service / Physical Touch. Likes to Receive: Words of Affirmation.

Spiky’s Flower: Yellow Tulips symbolize of unrequited love, though this is an older tradition and less relevant today.

Spica CANNOT sleep till he has completed everything necessary and then some each day leading to barely even getting 4 hours of sleep a night! Summoner make him SLEEP, please!!

Everything in his room is COLOR and ALPHABETICALLY ORDERED. If even ONE THING is out of place he will not stop till it is back in its rightful place.

Washes his hands like a million times or they aren't clean enough to him. Germs... ... Everything is sanitized. Daily. Possibly more. Arcturus helps him not go overboard.

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Vega HCs

The First Sorcerer of Lyra

Gender/Pronouns: Transmasc/enby he/it

Sexuality: Demisexual because the only attraction he’s felt was the crush he has had on the Summoner since childhood, despite being apart for so long it didn’t take long for those feelings to rekindle.

Health Related Content: Autistic

Magic Specialty: Pathfinding Magic

Love Language: Gives: Acts of Service / Physical Touch. Likes to Receive: Words of Affirmation.

Vaggie’s Flower: The Pink Camellia, it symbolizes longing.

Other

Due to sensory processing disorder, common in Autistic individuals, he will need time to decompress for a variety of reasons likely related to that or socially.

Vega often avoids non-packaged yogurt tube foods because the textures are overwhelming for him, though he'll try whatever the Summoner makes it's best to keep it separated and simple to not overwhelm it as this could cause a sensory upset

Alpheratz tries finding Vega new safe foods whenever old safe foods aren't safe anymore.

Vega sticks to a very strict routine, typical of Autistic individuals. If anything throws off his routine he may need to take a break before trying to get back on track or won't.

All his clothes are made with soft sensory friendly fabric, including uniforms. Contell Academia makes sure to accommodate all its student's needs.

Likely possessive due to his abandonment issues, he doesn’t want the Summoner to disappear again.

Incredibly possessive of Summoner to the point of threatening Sirius and attempting to have their magic sealed once they reconnect with Ursa Minor and find that they were once Polaris.

THIS 'TIS THE END MY LOVELY READERS, thank you for being here, existing, and reading this :3 buh byeeeeee~

[thesongbirdssonginvesuvia]

Songbirds Au Master Post

This is my master post for my Arcana Fanfiction AU, with my three sibling apprentices: Robin, Sparrow, and Lark, otherwise known as the Songbirds.

The Songbirds:

Arcana Apprentice/MC Ask

The Songbirds Backstory

Head cannons:

O.B.W.T.W.A.D.T.B

Nightmare Realms

Leverage AU idea

Musing On Lucio

Stories:

Vesuvia Weekly: Secret Smiles (Multiple Couples)

The Freddy Problem (Sparrow/Julian)

A Different Kind of Love (Multiple Couples)

Devotion (Sparrow/Julian)

The Most Dangerous Game (Asra and the Songbirds)

Love Notes (Sparrow/Julian)

Waiting for Lark (Sparrow & Muriel)

The Maize Maze Part 2 (Sparrow/Julian and Lucio)

Fix it (Asra and the Songbirds)

Warmth in the Storm (Sparrow/Julian)

Magic Shop (Various)

Candlelight Glow (Asra)

Warm Blankets (Robin, Sparrow, Lark, and other)

Always Loved (Sparrow/Julian)

When the Doctor Gets Sick (Sparrow/Julian)

Carmel Macchiato (Robin/Asra)

Candle's Lights Glow (Asra and his Parents)

Warmth in the Storm (Sparrow/Julian)

Good Signs (Robin/Asra, various)

The Lullabye (Sparrow/Julian)

Dancing in the Fountain (Sparrow/Julian)

Art Commissions:

Julian/Sparrow (2)

Muriel/Lark (2)

Robin

Sparrow

Lark

Other:

[marisssa1248]

How i think the sorcerers would react if they see summoner again (spoilers for stage 13)

Arcturus

Boy he would be relieved and happy to see you again after all that chaos he would hug you while he was crying of joy to see you while your basically having a hard time to breath from his hug but he would also make you some food after you come back and asks how you been at mid-earthim and of course you brag about your favorite game Arcana twillight ending at stage 13 joke- but he would listen to all your brags about mid-earthim and mention how you missed his cooking

Spica

He saw you with Arcturus with a envelope full of papers with a serious expression until he saw you and his jaw dropped and even the papers fell of his hands but he would go to you and maybe hug you or ask questions to you or himself if his dreaming or not but his full of relief to see you again he might even burst into tears while he holds your shoulders but he tries not to cry infront of you to not make you worry after you just came back to boundary Arlyn

Pollux

Out of all the boys he would be the biggest crybaby out of all them when he saw you he ran towards you and tackled you so he can hug you but both of even fell (you even broke your back) he would shake you while hugging you really happy to see you again but also sad and he decides fo fullfill his promise by taking you to a bakery he wanted to try with you and of course you accept and you guys eat the sweetest food ever

Alpheratz

Man he was just looking for Pollux and was wondering what the fuss was about until he saw you and his jaw dropped but he was the most calmest to see you again or maybe- his glad to see you again he knew you would come back after some of his dreams while he sleeps are meeting you again well get ready now his gonna take you to a restaurant after you finally came back and his paying for everything (this is probally not cannon but another idea for Alpheratz he would unexpectedly cry after seeing you but try to keep up his own personality but he would be to relieved while crying tears of joy so make sure you hug while you can)

Vega

He was training until you approched behind him and hugged him behind startling him until he sees you and his eyes lights up his relieved to see you again after you left even though he made a vow he would see you again and will try to get to mid-earthim but either way he would still cry seeing you then you tried to cheer him up by kissing his tear soaked cheeks until he freaking kissed you (im very sorry for this-you all probally know when this happend) and he hugs you and asks why do you always make him worried? But either way his happy to see you again and he will make sure that you and him will start a new story between you and him than the past

Sirius

Im sorry Sirius fans but idk about this guy- but lets just say he would have a dramatic entrance and he would say "welcome back dear summoner" while his arms are spread open but your trying to freaking to get to the vending machine until you realize he wants to get to it first so you both rock paper scissors and luckily you won and he says with a dramatic leave " we will meet again summoner" until he siriusly slipped on a pile of papers and knock his head out but you dont if his happy or angry or even sad to see you again (i dont even know how he would react once we come back-)

Bonus

Giana

When she saw you again she gave you a gentle smile shes glad you well and good from returning she probally asks for tea from her maids i think and you guys would have a simple chat about hows going on mid-earthim and if your doing alright ok this might not also be cannon but she would probally say like "im so glad to be speaking with you again my daughter-in-law" and your like daughter-in-law? Then Vega gets flustrated and tells Giana dont say that to you but inside he definetly wants you to be his wife or husband- (look i may not support the LGTQ community but i respect them but those male readers probally reading this im very sorry-)

[maroon--moon]

Meet Aiwin~

Hiii 💫🔮✨ I really want to get into art again and join artfight. I know it's super late but soon I will be adding this OC of mine. This is my character Aiwin, she's a character insert for the game series The Arcana!

I'll post more about her later but this is her design for now! I would love it if people sent in head cannons about her based on her design!

For now I'll see y'all later, love ya!

[fishhawish]

Uneventful Temporal Alignment

Yandere Vega x Reader head cannons

(Arcana Twilight)

Tw: Death mention, manipulation, obsessive behavior, unhealthy relationship, unhealthy behavior, (misogynistic hints if female reader)

!!REMINDER: to act in this behavior and manner is NOT cool, cute or acceptable in any way. If genuinely you feel this way You NEED mental help.!!

Let us begin!

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˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

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Vega loves You, Dearly. So much it's become an obsession, you're his obsession and it's too late now, you've already sucked him in like a vice, such a shame.

Vega is the manipulative type of yandere, he hates to end others to get what he wants so he'll manipulate instead.. if he can.

Sadly Sometimes Vega can't keep someone away from You, and so he has to do this the hard way, via a brutal but quick and painless death.

Vega hates getting his uniform dirty more than anything, especially when the blood of his nemesis stains it in scarlet and violence. He just throws it away at that point.

He'll leave You little gifts by your dorm, and compliment you frequently. It's sweet but you're unsuspecting.

He loves to take You gardening with Him. To spend time with You is his favorite thing to do, to examine you and study you is his hobby. But is it really his fault when You're so alluring to him?

He just wants to take care of you, show is worth to you and to live peacefully with you for all of eternity. But he is stuck in temporal alignment of having to eliminate people from your life.

What happens when he's caught or one of his friends seem to like you too though? He can't bear to kill his friends, hell he even cried over their safety. So he does the best thing he can possibly do. Come clean

Vega will absolutely beg on his knees for the other sorcerers to let him be with you. Eventually Vega feels so guilty he can't bear with himself.

He doesn't want to kill anyone, but he needs you. He needs you more than anything and anyone. He knows it's wrong.

However since he just confessed, will he be reported?

Spica's support. Spica cannot tolerate a threat of other sorcerers. However he does try to get Vega some help. Spica cares about his friends, so he begs Vega to get therapy and respects Vegas wishes of staying away. He also informs the counselor of Vega having "self esteem issues" so now Vega talks to the counselor too

Sirius' support. Sirius has his own fair share of horrible actions. Including putting other sorcerers in danger. He also just doesn't care about Vega killing others so he leaves Vega be. He might even help Vega if Vega asks. Or maybe Sirius will just offer. But in the end he worries about Vega too. Just a lil

Alpharatz's support. Alpharatz as the grandson of Schedar, and much as he dislikes his grandfather he doesn't report Vega. He also tries to get Vega help via healthy options and not murder. He urged Vega to get help immediately pretending to not care much. He cares a lot.

Arcturus' support. Arcturus is terrified to say the least. His adorable and friendly nature also coming into hand, Vega is his friend and Arcturus is loyal. So he stays silent and obeys Vega's wishes. Arcturus is truly the best friend. However he also worries about Vega. He wants his friends to be healthy and happy so he'll watch Vega from afar and make sure he's okay.

Pollux's support. Pollux also somewhat afraid of Vega, respects his wishes. But also because Pollux is loyal, even if he's sometimes stubborn he's still friendly and caring. So he doesn't do anything. Although he did stop associating himself with Vega in private. And after he got mad said "You're a sick person!" He calmed down and asked Vega to get therapy.

Vegas honesty quite pleased he wasn't reported but he does come to a realization that hits hard. And now he's sure to get help.

Vega doesn't dare share his actions though for obvious reasons, and the summoner is still oblivious.

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Good end:

Vega confessed to You eventually. And once You accepted him he was over the moon. still composed of course.

He loves you dearly and you're finally all his, you belong to him now.

He's not into PDA but he'll hold your hand and waist to show that you're his.

Eventually later though he'll break down and let out his guilt. You do take this understanding btw

You grow up, get married and have kids (wether adoption or pregnancy doesn't matter)

He does get therapy, even if he didn't confess because he'd get arrested. And it helped him a lot to overcome the jealousy.

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Bad end:

You rejected him, after all his efforts. His heart was shattered. He loves You so much. And yet you like someone else?

He gets mad and begins to mass murder everyone. If he can he'll kidnap you and hide you away with just him forever.

V2

You rejected him, after all his efforts. His heart was shattered, he loved You so much except he cannot see anymore.

He takes his own life. He couldn't bear with the pain of unrequited love. He just wanted to be close to you.

[bakuliwrites]

How do you think the M6 would react to the Mc having a familiar that also knows a good portion of magic?( Arcana head-cannon to clarify )

( Sorry this isn’t an Astarion question, just haven’t played the game yet so I wouldn’t know what to ask.)

I would be happy to answer this! Ohmygosh, no need to apologize! I am always delighted to get Arcana related questions and requests, so feel free to ask away :)

This one will be more of a mini-headcanon. I also have a couple of other familiar-related headcanon posts from my old blog that I'll make sure to upload to this blog as well! Thank you for your ask!

Asra

Asra would be delighted! You having a familiar that is well-versed in magic just means that your journey towards relearning magic will be made so much easier. Depending on the type of magic your familiar is adept at, Asra can decide how best to work with them to aid you in your journey to relearn your skills.

Nadia

Nadia would be intrigued! I think she would be rather curious about the sort of magic your familiar knows. She'd also wonder what sort of connection you and your familiar might have, given that you are still an apprentice and your familiar seems to be more knowledgeable when it comes to magic.

Julian

Julian would be fascinated! Though he's a bit of skeptic when it comes to magic, some of that doubt is put to rest when he sees how skilled your familiar is. In fact, as he gets more comfortable with magic himself, he learns a bit from your familiar as well!

Portia

Portia would be overjoyed! In her excitement, she'd probably ask your familiar to showcase some of their magical ability. I think she also would be interested in learning some tricks from both you and them.

Muriel

Muriel would be curious! Especially if your familiar is well-versed with rune magic. Your familiar also loves Muriel, given that he is an animal lover by nature, so I think they would get along really well!

Lucio

Lucio would be so excited! Not only does he get to see your magical powers at work, and also learn a few tricks here and there, but now your familiar can show him, too!

[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

This is an idea for maybe a full head cannon but no pressure here, mini HC are cool too :D

How about an MC that goes back in time to the beginning of their route and has to deal with the M6 for a few days but their familiars know what's going on. How would the M6 react to the MC being so familiar with them? And to their familiar/s being so affectionate to MC?

Hope your day is going great! And that it ends even better!♪♪ :D

The Arcana Mini-HCs: MC visiting the beginning of their route

Julian: keeps telling Malak to back off of the nice magic apprentice, all while fumbling because you keep battling his self-hatred for him

Asra: both hopeful and scared because they know enough to tell that you know and feel things you didn't use to, but doesn't know why

Nadia: rather alarmed at how bold and casual and close you're suddenly acting with her, but more okay with it than she expects

Muriel: he's annoyed because you keep bringing him blankets and insulating the hut and feeding him and Inanna's taking your side!!

Portia: not at all used to getting this much attention and being known this deeply and loved so well. soaks it all up but asks questions

Lucio: why are the dogs obeying you and not him. why aren't you scared of who he is. why do you keep exposing his emotional issues

[angeledeggs]

Hello! hope you’re having a good day. Could you do some Valdemar head cannons? Any kind would be good, relationship, friendship, general, or if you wanna do something a bit more specific then maybe an MC that isn’t all that nice or is generally colder towards other people. The MC might also share an interest in science and taxidermy.

Oh, yeah, of course! Valdemar is still my favorite, after all :) Requests open, y'all! Xoxo

General headcannons for Valdemar with an MC that's generally colder and has an interest in science/taxidermy:

The Quaestor is definitely impressed by your interests once they learn about it, and will immediately strike up a friendly conversation about science and taxidermy where the lines of morality blur, strangely.

Valdemar also has an interest in philosophy, and specifically the philosophy of science, and will definitely talk to you about it sometimes, even though you didn't mention it and they appeared out of thin air.

They have a certain respect for people that aren't extremely friendly (at least immediately) and keep up a cold apperance like they do. They'll never tell you, though.

If you do taxidermy, they'll definitely want to see it and 'examine the strength of your craftsmanship'.

If you don't, they'll happily recommend you to a few taxidermists they know, including a few morticians for good measure. And, of course, they will be happy to participate as well.

They also love science and will maybe lend a few of their science books to you, if you two grow close. But you have to be extremely close with them, because rarely do they let anyone even touch their bookshelves.

Might randomly try to give you weird objects that they say will interest you, for it's 'scientific'.

Will offer to get you dead subjects for your taxidermy, but will be fine if you decline.

They probably won't tell you (or anyone else for that matter), but they do find the idea of someone else interested in science quite nice. They might not even mind it when they talk to you, either. They maybe even look forward to it. Maybe.

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[extinct-fish]

Reaper's Bride Drabble - Persona Polycule and Law of Nekomatas

Makoto was bored and decided to head to the parlor, where a group of personas were playing a card game while chatting. Izanagi and Jiraiya were sitting together, with the toad ninja sitting upon the creation god’s lap. It seems there was an argument.

“No, but like- matey’s a cool li’l guy!” a skeleton pirate protested, “Least that’s what I heard from harp boy.”

“Why are you defending that tiny human? It’s only a matter of time before he leaves!” a stripped persona huffed.

“Now, now, Loki,” a chivalrous princely persona reassured, “I’m sure Izanagi says differently.”

“He did,” Jiraiya nodded, “My partner did say that Makoto’s got a different outlook than the ones we’ve seen.”

“He is willing to stay so long as it benefits those he cares for,” Izanagi added.

“There’s nothing to worry about, mes amours,” Arsene patted a couple of the personas, “I’m sure Mr Yuki is a fine fellow, and he would do Thanatos good.”

“I hope so or I will be plucking your wings,” the striped persona hissed.

“Ah, I think you would prefer to do so as I am chained up,” Arsene teased, leaning closer, “plucking my wings clean of its feathers like the god you are stripping away my angelicy.”

“Oh for the love of Odin- Stop giving me ideas!”

Arsene laughed, delivering a peck on the cheek of the striped persona before pulling the princely persona close to him, the pirate persona putting his cannon hand around Arsene’s neck like a scarf.

“What did I walk into?” Makoto asked.

“Ah! Just the señor we were talking about! Come!” Arsene beckoned.

“Ah, hello!” the princely persona greeted, “I am Robin Hood. This is my partner-in-crime, Loki.”

“For the record, I don’t like you,” Loki hissed.

“Ach, quit bein’ such a stray cat, Loki,” the skeleton pirate joked, “I’m sure he’ll get ya purrin’ in minutes.”

Loki slapped the skeleton pirate, causing his head to spin comically before Arsene stopped it with his clawed hand.

“Thanks, lovebug,” the skeleton pirate smiled as he laid his head on Arsene’s hat.

“Amor, If your head falls off my hat, it will hurt,” Arsene chuckled.

“Then keep that ship steady, cap.”

“Oh, Kidd, you’re such a silly fool of a pirate.”

“Ain't chya the Fool? ‘S your Arcana, matey.”

“Correct, Mon Chariot.”

“You two are insufferable,” Loki huffed.

“I’m Arsene Lupin, monsieur Yuki,” Arsene introduced himself, “and this is Captain William Kidd. Kidd, Robin Hood, Loki, and myself are a group of lovers joined by a shared love for deviance.”

“That’s one way to say we’re all boyfriends, Lupin,” Kidd chuckled.

“Leave me out of your polycule, ya damned pirate, I’ve already got my partner,” Jiraiya huffed, clutching to Izanagi possessively.

“Partner, ease up,” Izanagi reassured, “They won’t lay a finger on you, not if I have anything to do with it.”

“What about you two?” Makoto asked.

“I’m Jiraiya, and this is Izanagi,” Jiraiya introduced.

“���うも,” Izanagi simply bowed his head. 

“Come join us. We have quite the gossip,” Arsene offered.

“Eh, I’m bored, so why not?” Makoto shrugged.

Makoto took a seat on one of the couches in the parlor, immediately noticing how much he dwarfed in comparison to the other personas. It was quite an interesting comparison he found himself in position with. He simply watched as the personas gossipped amongst themselves. At least until a humanoid persona approached the group, and he noticed the following things: the persona seemed female, and that it looked more like a catgirl.

“Nekotama, c’mere kitty-kitty!” Kidd called, patting Arsene’s chest with his cannon hand.

“Oww- William, you know it hurts!” Arsene scolded.

“Oh- sorry, Lupin.”

Nekotama simply scoffed before walking over to Makoto, then placed her folded arms atop his lap, looking up at him.

“What?” Makoto asked, tilting his head.

“Hi,” Nekotama greeted, “Nekotama, and you are?”

“Makoto Yuki.”

“Hand.”

“What?”

“Gimme your hand. I just need to know your scent.”

“Uhh, okayyyy?”

Makoto placed his hand in front of Nekotama’s face, to which she sniffed and then rubbed it with her face. She then gave off a light smile and laid her head atop her folded arms.

“Minty, like catnip,” she noted, appeased.

“That’s the second person to say that I smell like mint.”

“Who was the first?”

“Ryoji.”

“He’s Death, I’m cat. Big difference.”

“Yeah, but if I had a nickel for every time I was told I smelled like mint, I’d have two, which isn’t a lot, but it’s weird that it happened twice.”

“Yeah, but your mintiness is good.”

Nekotama ended up falling asleep with her head on Makoto’s lap. The other personas snickered at the situation.

“Would this count?” Makoto asked, “Does the Law of Cats apply to her?”

“Yes. You’re stuck with us,” Jiraiya laughed. 

“Goddammit.”

[arcplaysgames]

It is FUCKING BONKERS to me that deep down Kamoshida thinks it's Ann's fault that Shiho is in the hospital. Also, after Ann blew Kamoshida off, he called in Shiho instead.

EXHALES LOUDLY

MY GOD SHE HAS THE BEST PERSONA YET. HELLO.

So far I am Meh on most of these characters except Ann. Ann is pretty fucking cool and I like her.

Excellent question, Ann! I got a bunch of DLC costumes, I'll see what I can do for ya.

Back int he Real World, Ann's arcana pops and of course it's Lovers. Listen, both Yukari and Rise had fucking great Lovers arcs that fit perfectly with the arcana. Excited for how Ann's works out. I frankly don't know enough about her to even speculate.

I noticed she talks about modeling so I hope it isn't Rise But Blonde Now. I doubt it though.

WELL HELLO THERE, LOVE THE FIT

omg and she's a doctor? ma'am do you need a housewife, I am available.

Morgana is going to be living with Reverie from now own. FINALLY, A PERSONA GAME WHERE WE GET A CAT. This feels overdue.

oh okay so this is our in with Sojiro, he is also a cat guy. This is great news. Maybe he will stop being an absolute fucking prick to us 24/7 if we have a cat. Morgana is paying dividends already.

AND MORGANA IS THE MAGICIAN

I don't have an opinion on this one yet except that Morgana is extremely active and a good teacher. They are in tune to the environment around them, so on a surface level, they're better than Yosuke was that's for certain.

Also haha the little joke. The first ability is tools. Because the Magician is the card of having tools. That's cute.

Reverie is living the fucking LIFE, he has a CAT IN HIS DESK, this is amazing. I want this for myself.

I COULDN'T GET A SCREENCAP BUT THE TEACHER FUCKING THREW SOMETHING AND HIT REVERIE IN THE HEAD

WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SCHOOL'S PROBLEM

Met cool punk doctor lady and oh my god what is this menu

Met the weapon shop guy and does anyone know how to design a fucking menu in this game. Christ.

However, I will forgive his terrible menu for this. Reverie you are adorable.

ALSO AS SOON AS I WALKED INTO THIS SHOP I WAS LIKE "this place better have some MegaTen-ass popping shop music" AND I WAS FUCKING RIGHT, IT DOES

oh so he's the Hermit

that's about as subtle as a brick fired from a cannon

please god release me from the tutorial period of this game, untie my handddddds