#he would like to teach you but its mostly just a bonding experience for him

[ysaefinn]

Suguru and his incompetent ass mf of a baby who can't boil an egg for shit <333

[tac-the-unseen]

Hannibal Lecter x Reader x Will Graham Headcannons

Fluff, Minor edits for formatting!

Involves: Cooking, sleeping, art, tattoos, piercings, dates, funny little ideas

•While Hannibal is mostly the one cooking when you, him, and will are in a kitchen together it get a bit chaotic.

•You're decent at cooking but Will is a hot mess compared to you and Hannibal (that doesn't mean he's a bad cook, just not as good as you guys are). But you and Hannibal have no problem guiding and teaching him. It's a great bonding experience for all of you.

•When Hannibal talks in the kitchen you and Will call him 'chef'. Hannibal loves it but will never admit to it.

•All of you share a bed but you also have separate bed in another room that is used when one of you really needs your sleep or space. None of you talk about but it has really saved your relationship...multiple times.

•Hannibal mostly uses it when he has an important event coming up and needs to get a full night's rest.

•Will mostly uses it when he feels like the world is caving in on him and needs to get away.

•You mostly use it when you're mad that them or need to work a late shift.

•Hannibal loves taking you and Will to museums and art galleries. He loves digging through the layers of the art to get to its over all meanings.

•Everyone knows Hannibal likes to play the 'sugar daddy' role but he appreciates when you or Will try and contribute with the costs.

•Will isn't a fan of pet names. He thinks it's weird and kind of degrading, but if you or Hannibal use one or two, he won't complain. Especially if it's to comfort him during an episode.

•That being said if you call him William he immediately thinks he's in trouble for something. If he's not in trouble he will pout about you using his full name.

•On the other hand Hannibal loves pet/nick names. If you call him darling or love he will internally swoon.

•Will doesn't like to be touched and you and Hannibal are not expections. He can deal with touch but he's not happy about it. If you touch him while he's having a break down he with scream, shout, and cry.

•You can get away with cuddling at night but just barely. Be careful about your hand placement.

•If Will is losing an argument he'll say 'nah huh' and Hannibal without a beat will say 'yeah huh' right back.

•You and Will have woken up after a nap to find Hannibal sketching you several times. If he finds either of you asleep he'll run to get his sketch book and maybe some tea and gets to work.

•Hannibal is 10,000% a bridezilla. If you could get married he would be a nightmare to deal with. He might call off the whole wedding if he doesn't get the flowers he wants. And the catering, dear god the catering. He got so upset he thought about just making the food himself...day of...

•If Hannibal ever gets sick he feel guilty because he feels like he should be the one taking care of you two, not that other way around.

•If you have tattoos or piercings Hannibal will just and stare that them. He wants to mesmerize every piece of you. In his spare time he finds him self drawing up concept art for more future tattoos. He doesn't show you any of them,but if you find one and end up getting it tattooed on you he might just have a heart attack.

•Very Interested in the tattoos/piercings healing process. Like he knows but he just likes to watch.

•Will likes to trace said tattoos and even considers getting a matching one with you!

•If Hannibal spots you and/or will getting overwhelmed overstimulated in public he hold your hand and whisper affirmations to you two.

Thanks for reading <3

[urautismdiagnosis-wistie]

🐻‍❄️species and cultural social behaviours for Captain Banracles

enjoys physical bonding experiences like exercising and competition! he also likes to provide "learning opportunities" later on as the years pass. AKA, the closer he gets with someone the more likely he will physically play fight someone and try to teach them what he's learned through experience. or rather by him randomly grabbing someone 😭 this is only much later on and only for anyone who actually enjoys it lol (mostly kwazii and dashi lol). a little surprise challenge!

speaking of play, whenever he is in a silly mood (he tries to be the responsible dependable captain but he cant help himself!!! it first starts out with the vegimals and then kwazii and then it just spread, they all know he's a bit of a goofy guy at heart even if he pretends he's not THAT silly XD) hell kinda wag his head around as a way of saying "hehehe eim feeling mischievous do u want to try and use the technique I taught u? i bet I'll win, cmon try ;3" XD

he likes to watch movies in the game pod with the others, its a bit of a ritual for them all to watch movies and shows in random pairs and etc, but barnacles doesn't typically get invested in whatever movie is playing. (unless its a musical or related to his copious theatre kid hyperfixations) but whenever he has an hour or so free in the evening hell just join who ever is there and just essentially become part of the couch, he is VERY WARM and VERY COMFORTABLE, aka POLAR BEAR CUDDLES 🎉🎉🎉

a learned behaviour he's developed is lowering his head (I talk more about it on my height chart reference post) so that he can make better eye contact with shorter species that cant reach his eyes (which is...most species ngl), buuuuut the downside is that for polar bears that generally a way more aggressive seeming behaviour! so to most species it just feels like a large marshmallow happily listening, but to other polar bears it can come off as "why the hell is he looking at me like that???" and he has to consciously remind himself not to do that around other polar bears 😭😭😭

also he will nose boop people on the top of their heads if he's talking to someone one on one... they were a bit confused about it but apparently a lot of polar bears nose to nose boop as a way of silent request. ofc he's got the tiniest crew ever...so before he asks someone to do some sort of task that needs to be done or even just a favor hell just nose bop em on the top of the head and then back up like 2 feet and THEN make the request XD its kinda cute. they do that cuz the scent can tell a lot about the nature of ur request<3 so whenever he does it, he usually just wants to show "hi <3 ur amazing <3 could u do this thing<3 I would appreciate it very much<3 I love you<3 thank you<3" only dashi really picked up on that lol

Barnacles also tries to play his accordian music and learn different shanties. Even though hes... not always the best at accordian music specifically its become very endearing to the residents of the octopod ^v^

Barnacles also can recognize everyone by their paw prints and different shoes, it also leave behind their scents as well lol so yeh he subconsciously likes to keeps tabs on where everyone is in and outside of missions.he probably had that habit since his polar scout days

hes very meticulous about cleanliness and will often clean everyone else's work spaces whenever he happens to enter. So if he's in the lab for even 5 minutes u can rest assured he's artistically put every pen and paper neatly lined up in a neater way that won't disturb shellingtons work as well as grabbed any coffee cups and etc lying around. He doesn't mean to do that, but he does this for every room he's in as he walks around listening to another octonaut doing his "check in" on them. He often brings hot chocolate as well

polar bear greetings irl are basically opened mouths that breathe next to eachother with their heads side by side, so i assume his cultural way of greeting would be to rest ur cheek against someone else's as u smile for like 10 to 15 seconds. Most irl animal greetings are some sort of scent exchange like that btw lol

Barnacles finds his entire crew to be very very cute, and he knows its probably wrong and unprofessional to think so when they're all adults- but they're all SO small and look up to him literally and figuratively- so sometimes he just has cuteness aggression ans the second hes out of eyesight he just RHAISGJDVEHRHEHR and flaps his hands while barely containing himself 😭

a big part of polar bear culture is bonding through shared meals btw, so he always does his best to make sure that they all at least eat dinner together. Not everyone can make it all the time but as long as everyone is having some group bonding with food hes very content about that

[miz-chase]

Bones Renaissance AU Starter Kit: Character Roles

Brennan: Orphaned child of a university scholar, she was permitted to remain, slightly feral, on campus (ala Lyra at Oxford but with a lot more reading), alternatively loved, ignored, and actively mistreated. She mostly spent her time hiding in the library, reading anything she could get her hands on, especially on anatomical topics. Growing up in the company of old scholars, she ends up an incredibly well-educated, poorly socialized, rather self-important woman. She rarely leaves campus, has viewed the students as below her since she was a child, and the citizenry are even below them. While not recognized as a scholar and often actively dismissed, people in-the-know know that she's a fantastic resource (if you can stand her/if she will tolerate you).

Goodman: One of the senior scholars who doted on Brennan and encouraged her reading. Tried to keep her out of trouble as he could, and especially discouraging any male interest in the young lady. They bonded strongly over reading together.

Zach: The one student Brennan feels is worthy of her time. He is also a library goblin like her, and wants to be just like her. She is directing his study of the texts they have, the acquisition of new material, and the publishing of new scholarship.

Michael Stires: Still a piece of shit. Traveling scholar who arrived at the university to teach. Contrary to tradition, he invites a young Brennan to his lectures and eventually private lessons. She is delighted and takes to the scholarship with her usual verve and is oblivious to the sexual undertones. Goodman, on the other hand, is very aware and does not approve, tries to intervene. When Stires propositions her, she is academically curious on the matter and agrees. What she emotionally feels about the situation, and its inevitable disastrous fallout, is a topic yet to be investigated. He implies he will marry her and thus give her actual standing, status, and a permanent home. Yet, before anything can even be planned, he's moved on to a different paramour.

Hodgins: Local eccentric scholar who definitely isn't nobility (wink). He has traveled the continent to better his knowledge and expand his experiences, and is glad to have a spacious office where no one asks anything of him. While he has studied at a variety of universities, he's happiest here because maybe, possibly, his family holdings are conveniently nearby. Zach is intrigued by his experiences and wants to follow in his footsteps... probably, someday. Their shared study hall is just so comfortable and leaving home feels too challenging.

Angela: A Florentine cortigiane oneste:

The cortigiane oneste were usually well-educated and worldly (sometimes even more so than the average upper-class woman), and often held simultaneous careers as performers or artists. They were typically chosen on the basis of their "breeding"—social and conversational skills, intelligence, common sense, and companionship—as well as their physical attributes. It was usually their wit and personality that set them apart from regular women. Sex constituted only a facet of the courtesan's array of services. For example, they were well-dressed and ready to engage and participate in a variety of topics ranging from art to music to politics.

When she met Hodgins, she was deeply unimpressed. He tried flaunting his money, she had no interest. He tried his wit, his knowledge, his possessions, but still she had no interest. It became a game between them, where he would travel the continent to return with an exotic fruit or flower, only for her to turn him down (though each time her smile grew fonder, the laughter in her eyes sparkling). Eventually, he presented her with a perfect little violet, plucked from ground just outside the palace. Only then did she agree to come traveling with him. They have a lot of fun together.

When Brennan is jilted by Michael, it's Angela that insists they take her in at the Hodgins Estate. Angela uses all means she has to get Michael expelled back to where ever it is he came from with his reputation in tatters. She knows people, you know.

and of course, the boys: I'm of many minds (or just different stories) if we choose to translate the FBI as the sheriff/constable (more like cops) or perhaps royal (ie, federal) guards or attendants. There's a class thing going on, where it doesn't seem quite right to make Booth a Knight/member of the nobility or gentry. He's an esteemed successful soldier, which puts him more in the realm of the Yeoman. Yeoman also has the bonus connection with longbow archery, which matches our sniperboy. The Yeoman of the Guard are royal bodyguards who could be tasked with specific missions, like say, perhaps, solving a prominent murder!

so we have

Booth: Is pretty much Booth. Working class improving his station through exemplary military service. Serves the Royal Court and Queen (fuck it, let's just say this is Liz I's reign) as an analogue to federal service. Is good at people, hates the rich, has absolutely no connection to the university and doesn't know what to make of those people.

Aubrey and Sweets: Come as a pair, they gay, come at me. Drive Booth insane. While Booth climbed socially to get to his position, both of these guys come from more money and status than him. Booth is their commander but they often are the ones navigating court politics for him, especially Sweets. Aubrey comes more from the military side, while Sweets is a city boy.

[areolni]

i have succumbed *throws my 'sonadow' fankid lore at you (note: i suck at summarizing so it's. very long.)

Her name is Nova Estelle, but since 'Nova' is a common name for sonadow fankids, I'll be using Estelle instead (tho she does prefer to go by Nova).

Estelle is an artificial biological lifeform created by G.U.N., made by using the remains of Shadow's (+ indirectly Sonic's) DNA and Black Arms DNA (present in Shadow and from what remains). Unlike Project Shadow (info shared between the ARK and G.U.N.), she was a top-secret project, highly protected and confidential. G.U.N. knew how Shadow would absolutely destroy them even before they could begin creating her so they had to keep it as hidden as possible. An accident happened in the facility which caused an explosion, leading to its downfall. Estelle remained preserved however and was in stasis until Shadow eventually found out about her.

In the abandoned G.U.N facility, Shadow found Estelle and freed her from her containment (she was around 3 years old then). Alarms sounded and alerted soldiers and it was soon swarmed with them. They thankfully made it out alive but Estelle was harmed as a stray bullet shot her ear (1). She's now mostly deaf (due to gunshots and explosions at a very young age) but one ear hears better than the other. Her first experience was literally getting shot at.

Due to Estelle still technically being a property of G.U.N., in order for Shadow to keep her, he had to sign an agreement with G.U.N. to (1) provide for Estelle and (2) allow him to legally be her guardian (even tho he could care less about the law). He reluctantly agrees but only because of her AND to repay his debts (not monetarily). Shadow now works for G.U.N.

Shadow is technically a single parent caring for his now 6 year-old daughter. Due to his agreement with G.U.N., he's forced to go on many tireless missions which leave little time for Estelle. Her usual caretakers / babysitters are Vanilla and Amy but when they're occupied, Shadow has no choice but to run to Sonic for help (he doesn't trust strangers, esp when it's HIS kid.) Due to how Estelle has grown a strong bond and attachment towards Sonic on the first day, Shadow decides to give him a chance at baby-sitting her when he isn't busy (which is most of the time). Eventually, he becomes her regular babysitter. Shadow always offers to pay him with rings but Sonic always denies them. Instead, he asks for more races (quality time, tho he wouldn't admit it).

Estelle regards Sonic as her second dad. She's aware of the complicated dynamic between Sonic and Shadow so she doesn't say it aloud. I hc Sonic naturally learns / knows basic sign language but Shadow had to learn it himself. Shadow is much more fluent than Sonic and teaches Estelle at a young age.

Estelle is homeschooled, hence an unfortunate extremely small social circle. She's friends with the other kids (e.g. Cream and Charmy) but besides that she's alone (only child). She makes do with this but it slowly eats her up without her realizing.

She loves astronomy because of Shadow. It's also the meaning behind her name that Shadow chose for her. vv

(yeah i had her since last yr oct (2024) and i have sooooo many texts of her)

Shadow calls her 'My (little) shooting star' as a term of endearment. Sonic teases him about it.

Upon first impression, she's very meek and shy but she's an utter gremlin when she's comfortable with you (Sonic is fond of this, Shadow is NOT.) Grumpy baby. Very grumpy. Very spoilt. But she is mostly obedient just very… playful.

She's still very young at this time, not even adolescent. She's still learning about the world and how it works. All she wants is more company though.

hope u like her :') i don't have a design for her yet . unfortunately. i js know she's a mix of lilac and amethyst and her quill design resembles a comet 😞

das all if u read all the way here uhh thank yew

[kittwix]

Could you write some hcs bout Dragona Joestar x Dressmaker!reader?

They make clothes and accessories for Dragona

Dragona Joestar w/ Dressmaker! Reader

There's been some debate regarding Dragona's gender, so I will be using They/Them pronouns just to avoid assumptions since their gender has never actually been confirmed and are addressed ambiguously.

tags: sfw, gender neutral dragona, gender neutral reader, very wholesome and sweet, jodio cameo lol , dragona is so gorgeous

Can get behind supporting small, local business, especially if these business belong to someone like you. Assuming that the two of you have known each other, they can rely on their cutesy clothes and dazzling accessories mostly coming from you.

Tends to feel guilty about making you work extra hard, even if its technically your job, they can't help but feel a bit of a burden when they pop their head into the store and see you hunched over your desk working hard. Only to tap you on the shoulder and smile sheepishly as they hold up, yet, another design that they sketched themself.

As sweet as they can be, they're also a little demanding and can get bossy at times. Not intentional, it's a bit out of instinct considering they get into a lot of crap with their younger brother all the time which would lead to them having to look after him all the time and to take care of him. Guess olderly sibling instincts kick hard.

Knows that they can trust you. At times you catch them staring at you for a second before smirking to themselves and make sly comments here and there that almost makes you sew your fingers together. Though, if you attempt to reciprocate those comments back to them, they'll be nervous.

In the events that lead up to the two of you dating, Dragona treats you like they'd do normally only in this case was much more affectionate and touchy with their hands. Instead of leaning over the counter or peering over your shoulder to wonder what you're doing, they place a hand on your back with their front touching your arms or they'd wrap an arm around you and give you a small kiss to your cheek before saying anything.

It's fairly easy to get them presents for birthdays and other special ocassions. Even at the moments where you just wanted to surprise them with a new outfit you've made specifically for them.

Of course, with all the hardwork and labor you put in to your passion, the rare times you'll have the time to teach Dragona a few of the techniques and basic sewing skills to stitch fabrics together. Surprisingly they're a fast learner and it's a really nice bonding experience that the two of you share and it's so sweet that it even makes Jodio roll his eyes anytime he stops by with Dragona.

fin!

back to masterlist

[pasta-in-the-pudding]

Jane the Killer,Ben Drowned,Homicidal Liu and Eyeless Jack with Filipina!Proxy!S/O Who Teach Them How to Speak Tagalog? also I Lived in Philippines(so Yeah But Don't Tell Anyone about my Country)

I love getting to write for Liu he's so underrated :(

Also, I am not from the Philippines nor do I know anyone who is so I'm gonna be basing this off of some light research so if I get anything wrong, let me know!

Thank you so much for requesting!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Jane The Killer

Jane loves getting to learn about new cultures

She isn't super into learning new languages, but for you, she would love to!

When you start teaching her, she writes little notes in this vintage leather notebook she bought a while ago, she just didn't have a use for it

She also writes all her notes in sparkly purple ink <33

She's surprisingly a very fast learner, she is speaking simple sentences within two weeks

I think that once she is fluent enough in Tagalog, she would mainly use it to gossip about people without other's understanding

Or alternatively, she will whisper romantic things to you in Tagalog

Eventually she will build up enough confidence to send you special love letters when she is away on a long mission

All written in dark purple ink and sealed with a dark purple wax seal, of course

Not only is the sentiment sweet, but she knows that only you will be able to read it, making it even more special to you

In general, she uses her newfound Tagalog ability to fluster you and romance you like the hopeless romantic she is

Ben Drowned

Ben has never really had an interest in learning a new language, and is too lazy to put in that kind of effort

Yes, even for you, as sad as that sounds

BUT! He will ask you from time to time how to say certain things

"Hey babe, how do you say 'stupid cock sucking loser' In Tagalog?

That's kind of a joke

Kind of

Most of the time he will ask how to say things for you

For example

"How do you say 'can I kiss you' in Tagalog?"

He's so stupid, but its ok because he puts his little tiny bit of brain into being there for you

Homicidal Liu

Liu, being Columbian can speak a little bit of spanish himself

It's not much, because his mom only taught him a little bit, but he doesn't really mind

So when you come around, asking if it's alright to teach him your native language, he gets super excited!

A new way for you guys to bond and spend time together? And he gets to learn a new language while doing it? Hell yeah!

He is very enthusiastic about the whole thing

Once he gets enough to put simple sentences together, he tries out saying things in Tagalog just to surprise you

To which you get excited, even if he gets it a little wrong, because you know he's trying

And seeing you get excited gives him the motivation to keep learning the language

He eventually, like Jane, uses this to whisper sweet nothings into your ear that only you would be able to understand

He uses this new pond of knowledge mostly for romantic purposes tbh

He just loves you so much !!

Eyeless Jack

Jack, being the nerd he is, is always down to learn something new

He sat down and learned French once just because he could

He is very rusty now, but if he wanted to order a salad then he totally could

While you are teaching him, he barely talks

All you hear from his end is a bunch of scribbling in a notebook as he writes down every word you say

He also goes out and buys a bunch of books either on or in Tagalog, that way he can study more when you are sleeping, and so he can try out some of the words he's learned in an actual real world experience

Once learning about the language, this puts him down a rabbit hole

He then learns about the history of Tagalog, history of the Philippines, culture and traditions, folktale, food, etc

Which comes as a shock to you when he suddenly asks for you to make Lumpia, or if you can't make it, if you can go out together and get some

He insists that if you go to a resturaunt, that it be one that is actual authentic Philippine resturaunt that way he isn't getting some watered down version of traditional foods

He must know everything about everything

[sunlightandsuffering]

Sorry to ask but I miss Christmas Chaos so much. I miss little Nico and his shenanigans… when will we get an update on the goober?

AHAHAHA aww it always makes me smile how much y'all like the little gremlins I write lmfao!!

Eren experiences his first fight with his child for the most ridiculous of reasons. Sure, he'd realized that at some point the whole fatherhood thing wasn't going to be sunshine and rainbows and Nico would most certainly have vengeful tantrums. He'd just thought it would be over something more reasonable.

Apparently not.

It's been twenty minute and his child is giving him the stink eye. Bundled up in green gumboots a pair of dinosaur shorts, a blue shirt that proudly declares 'Fisherman', and a neon orange life vest Nico watches Eren expectantly.

"Did you catch anything yet?" Nico demands expectantly and Eren breathes out a sigh, the third time in ten minutes. This is partly his fault though, no one said taking first graders fishing was a good idea. They simply don't have the patience or the prefrontal cortex for it. "No," Nico tells him and Nico's glare somehow worsens, mirroring that of his mother when Eren forgets to take the garbage out or leaves her in the morning without a kiss. "Nico, buddy that's not how this works, we have to wait for a fish," Eren bargains with the little boy.

God he hasn't seeked anyone's approval this hard since high school when he wanted to impress his father after Zeke came back into their lives, fuck. Nico sniffs, turning his head out towards the infinite blue of the lake. The final nail in the coffin is when the little boy drops his fishing rod to the bottom of the boat, toeing it away from his presence like it's personally offended him.

"Nico," Eren tries again, he'd wanted this to be a bonding experience, reminiscing on his own summer days out on the boat with his dad. But now that he thinks about it, maybe he'd been a little older when they'd done that.

"I guess you're not as good as mommy said you were." It's a shot to Eren's heart, and he immediately renews his fishing efforts, reeling his line in so he can cast again. He's going to catch this little fucker a fish if it's the last thing he does, if only out of pure spite at this point. "I'm a great fisherman, I showed you the pictures right?" Nico sends him an almost disbelieving glance, green eyes doubtful before turning back to the wonders of the lake, "You looked a little younger in those pictures daddy, I'm not sure you've still got it." Fuck, children are evil, pure evil, and observant as hell. Everything this kid says is ripping his confidence to shreds because he's not fucking wrong, not in the slightest.

Eren hasn't fished in probably two years. He'd given up the hobby mostly during teaching school, there wasn't time to trek out to the lake or the river for hours on end just to catch a small trout or if he was lucky a bass.

Eren winces, pulling his rod back for another cast, "Why don't you try again with your rod buddy, you'll have fun." "I'm okay," Nico mumbles, leaning over the boat to dip a finger into the water, "I'll just wait for you."

God it's the disappointment that's by far the worst part, who knew gleaning your child's own approval would be so hard.

It's killing him inside, he's gotta catch this kid a fish.

Its not even been an hour since they got out here, maybe 40 minutes maximum.

Fuck, he should have listened to Mikasa when she said he might be a bit young for fishing, why hadn't he listened to the boy's mother? Famous last words. Eren does not in fact catch a fish, no matter how mnay different areas he moves the boat, or how many fish he sees other nearby boatgoers catch, the fish seem to absolutely loathe him today. He goes back to the dock heartbroken, even more so as Nico steps out of the boat primly, going almost immediatley to Mikasa's awaiting arms. She hugs him, that bright smile on her face as she asks them both about their adventures, "How did my boys do? Anything I'll be cooking up for dinner tonight?" "No Mommy, Daddy's not the best fisherman," Nico comments before burying his head in her waist, and Mikasa fucking laughs. She notices his forlorn look a few minutes later when she sends Nico back up to their campsite, and she's borderline cackling as she slides her arms around his waist, looking up at him mischievously. "Bad day?" "He hated it, ugh," Eren groans, dropping his fishing gear to the dock and letting himself be comforted by his very beautiful wife, he's ffucking moping. Mikasa laughs, the tinkling of bells in his ears as she kisses her way up his neck before placing a chaste peck at the corner of his mouth. "That'll happen sometimes, get used to it baby." "It really fucking sucks." Mikasa cackles now, "First time it happened to me was when I brought him to an amusement park. Kid fucking HATED it." "Really?" Eren pulls back, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips, "An amusement park?"

"Yeah, too loud," Mikasa chuckles, "I paid all this money and he was miserable all day, we left early actually." "Seriously?" Eren asks, tugging her further into his arms, his hands not so conspicuously running over her ass. She swats him for it, but she doesn't bother to move his hands. He smiles into the crown of her hair and she snuggles further into him, "Yep, and let's not forget my attempts at tennis lessons, I thought he could be a child prodigy but what a mistake that was." Eren barks out a laugh, "Is that why he's always glaring at the tennis equipment in the garage?" Mikasa nods against his chest, "Yup! he thinks i'm gonna send him back." "Let's hope not." She bites his shoulder playfully, "Well with your luck now Yeager he's going to be glaring at the fishing equipment."

He swats her ass this time and she squeaks, "I've still got time." "That's what I said about tennis." "We could raise a fishing tennis prodigy yet Miki." "Sure." It's nice to know he's not the only one, and he's sure Mikasa feels the same, parenting isn't exactly easy, and despite what his early childhood education classes would have him believe, it's not quite as straightforward as employing Vygotsky and Piaget at every turn and gentle parenting the shit out of kids. Sometimes it's difficult, and disappointing and very much not rewarding when his little gremlin of a child stonewalls him fromt he other end of the boat, but it's still his kid either way and he sure does love the little brat.

[adversitybloomed]

🌸  ┊ letter received from  @caracarnn        Rand al'Thor:  ❄️: Our muses are caught out in the snow together. / softer prompts.

          her body swayed with the motion of her new stallion, a horse that she had named Pangu. the name of him had seemed fitting for she could see the slightly wild look in his chocolate brown eyes, and the strength within his muscles underneath his dark coat that shimmered like the nights sky. the two of them had were drawn to one another upon meeting, and despite the fact that the stable master had recommended another that had been better tamed, she had chosen him. over the course of the last two weeks, she had taken small chances to bond with him, mostly taking care of his coat and going out for rides to explore her new home.

          much like those other times, she had decided that today would be one of those days in which she would explore beyond the palace walls and get to know the landscape and people around her. little did she expect though that Rand would agree to join her this time around, as the two set off quickly before anyone could follow in protest. the air itself was nippy, for winter had only just begun to settle its grip upon the land. the sun itself, though bright within the sky, kept disappearing behind clouds for a short time before returning once more to brighten their path and spread its warmth.

          Mulan had let him take lead, for he knew these parts better than she did, though she kept by his side with ease even when their horses speed up at points. every so often, she would cast a smile in his direction as they talked, questions being asked on both sides as she tried to get to know him better. and though she did not dare to her thoughts out loud, she found that she had come to like her time away with him, for his demeanor seemed to change from tense to relaxed when he got near a horse and away from the palace walls.

          by the time they had reached a clearing, where a half frozen lake lingered near the edge of a forest, she had already asked him questions about life before he became The Dragon her questions showing a special interest in life as a farmer and of what it was like to live such a life without the burden of the palace and command.     ❝  it must have been lovely,  ❞    she spoke with admiration as she pictured the landscape in her mind and the lifestyle of being surrounded by animals and fresh air. her legs twisted off the horses saddle, before she landed swiftly upon the hard earth with her traveling boots. her long cloak fell behind her, covering her body as she began to stretch her legs that were beginning to feel saddle sore.

          Pangu shook himself before nudging her with his nose, tickling her side with an affection before heading towards the lake to take a drink of water. she trusted him not to go far, and instead found herself turning to face Rand with a curious expression,     ❝  i must admit, i am slightly jealous. i honestly... there have been times i have dreamt about leaving to begin a life as a farmer, away from all those around me... and experience true freedom. i have been to the farms in my homeland, but from the way you talk about it, it seems so vastly different and almost majestic.  ❞

          when he too dismounted, she moved to walk by his side, her eyes leaving him to examine the landscape around them and trying to picture this place when spring had the plants in bloom.     ❝  did your umm....  ❞    she forgot the word for it in his tongue, before she pursed her lips in frustration,     ❝  父亲 ( fùqīn - father ) also teach you how to fight and lead as you do ?  ❞    she finished asking her question with a curious tone to it, though truthfully she could not help but compare their childhood and feel slightly envious that he seemed close to his father. though her own had did the best he could, he was a Emperor and as such, could not show favoritism and instead did his best to prepare her for a life as a leader both as a Queen and as a warrior.

          her steps came to a pause as she began to realize that the first flurry of snow began to drift around them. her eyes lifted towards the heavens as she watched the sun begin to hide behind clouds, the flakes falling from the a bit more. lifting her hands, she caught a few and felt it melt upon her palm. playfully for no one but Rand was around to witness it, she stuck out her tongue to catch some before laughing with a small spin that sent her cloak and hanfu around her.

        ❝  i did not realize that it would snow today !  ❞    Mulan spoke with delight in her tone, her dark brown eyes sparkling as she smiled at him in a way that completely brightened her features.      ❝  i heard once when i was a little girl, that if you wish upon the first snowfall, that wish will come true.  ❞    closing her eyes she clasped her hands together to send a silent prayer, before opening her gaze one more. it was then that she realized that the snow was starting to come down much heavier, as the grass around them had already started to turn white.

          her mind already began to calculate if they would make it back to the palace in time for it to not truly affect them, but she realized quickly enough that they would not make it.       ❝  aiya !  ❞    she mentally berated herself for not predicting this sooner, before she took a step closer to Rand and reached for his hand so that they did not loose each other within the snow that had picked up more with the winds.

        ❝  i apologies, i did not anticipate this... but do you know of a place to seek refuge until we can return ?  ❞    she was unsure if he had guessed too that they would not make it back. when her fingers laced with his own, she used her inner heat to warm her palms so that he would not catch a chill thanks to her. pursing her lips, she whistled for the horses to come back to her. Pangu returned to her a slight neigh given as she reached for his reigns.

[quiannesblog]

REFLECTION 001

Not Everybody Believes In A God: A Reflection Paper on My Experiences Growing Up With God and Religion

As the saying goes, “Every man’s heart one day beats its final beat. Their lungs breathe their final breath. And if what that man did in his life makes the blood pulse through the body of others and makes them bleed deeper in something that’s larger than life, then their essence, their spirit, will be immortalized by the storytellers.”

Theology was a subject that I have been avoiding to learn about ever since I was a kid.

Do not get me wrong. I love learning but when it comes to God and religious beliefs, it was a topic I refused to acknowledge as much as I could. I know of its impact and how it has affected history, especially the trajectory of human lives and if given a chance, I’d want to be open-minded about it, even if it means abandoning my own atheistic beliefs.

I grew up in a typical, religious Filipino family. Full of hypocrites and empty-hearted worshippers, who only kneel before God in desperate times and never on times they should thank Him. They used His name and the “supposed” teaching at church to scare me and force me in a box of fear and paranoia, without truly knowing God properly and the church itself. I used to be the kid who prays to God and Jesus; before I eat a meal served at our dining table, at school where I was most of the times, and before I go to sleep where I dreamed peacefully.

You could say that it was inflicted on me, because our house used to have this display dedicated to God and Jesus, filled with His and Their framed pictures, along with religious figures— such as angels, the apostles, and so on and so forth. But I’ve never seen any of my family members who actually prays and give an ounce of their attention at the altar built in at the corner of the wall, always going on their way and ignoring it. It was indeed just a display, even the thick-paged bible that was on our house has collected the dust, no mark of fingerprints were left on it to show that someone has opened and read it. My family loves to pretend that they cared about God, but I grew up hearing foul and hateful words coming out of their mouths, and how they cursed other people to damnation.

I was mostly ignored when I was a kid. They fed me, they bought me clothes to wear, I slept in a comfortable bed, and there was a roof over my head, but that doesn’t mean I grew up in a loving, caring home. I do not have vivid memories of the happiest moments of my life, but I do remember hiding behind the curtains and watching my grandparents fight all the time; sometimes, it’s about money, or my grandmother’s constant accusation of my grandfather cheating on her, or how they’re having a hard time raising me while my mother is still finishing her college degree. I was the result of teenage pregnancy and growing up was not pleasant for me, as my family would constantly berate me just for my mere existence and how they’d shamed my mother for getting pregnant early.

They’d tell me that I was a sinner and God could never love me, which resulted to me being scared all the time that I’ll just die because my family told me God eliminates sin and punishes the sinners. And my father? Oh, he left after they got married and started a whole new family; which is funny as I heard my grandparents say that he was a faithful and family-oriented man and yet he can’t take up the responsibility to be a proper husband to my mother and father to me. I was always alone and left at the house. I didn’t have anyone to play with as a kid. I had toys, yes, but I missed the feeling of what it’s like to have a bond and in my mind, I made up different imaginary friends. It was a lonely childhood and I always wondered what ever I did in my past life to deserve this (if ever that exists), because why was I allowed to have a life like mine?

I prayed to God. I prayed to Jesus. I prayed to anybody who would hear my prayers. I was so tired of hearing my family fight all the time and why it became the norm in our lives. None of my prayers were answered. It only got worse over the years and it made me often think to myself up until now, that if God truly exists why was my life like that? Am I not His child to be shun in a life that was miserable and lonely?

At school, I became envious of my classmates because I see their family picking them up after schools with smiles on their faces while the person always waiting for me by the gates was my yaya— strangers that have come and go in my life, who replaced the bond and comfort I seek out badly from my family that they cannot give. I saw how supportive my classmates’ parents were and how they praised them even if they did not well in school, so as long as they’re learning. But for me? It was a nightmare to step foot at our house the moment I have failed a school work.

I remember how I’ll sit at the dining table back at home with my grandparents and mother looking at me with disappointed expressions on their faces, my failed school works sprawled on the table instead of our dinner for the night. My mother would cradle my face gently, but her eyes tell a different story— she was mad and she saw me as a failure. She’d ask me, “Why didn’t you do better?” or “Do you think I’m happy with a score like this?” and I’d shook my head with tears in my eyes, my heart heavy knowing that she can’t be proud of me. My grandparents would stay quiet and compare me to other children, say why am I not like my classmate, or Aling Marie’s son, and so on and so forth. And all of the these things they’d said would fill my mind and I’ll just close my eyes to try and forget about it. During those nights, my sleeps were restless and I don’t pray because I feel like I can’t seek comfort from God. And even on the days I succeed, where I present A+ papers to them, they don’t feel proud of me. They don’t praise me and all I get is a nod and an empty acknowledgment, and at those moments, I feel alone, that not even praying to God can help me feel better.

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[rustytrident]

mc's ultimate guide to visiting the devildom!!

a comprehensive guide to being an exchange student to the devildom by yours truly, mc.

ch: diavolo, barbatos, lucifer, mammon, leviathan, satan, asmodeus, beelzebub, belphegor

cw: none (relationships between the characters are meant to be platonic, though i could make a nsfw version of this)

a/n: this is a long ass post ‼️‼️ i tried to be as objective as possible but idk if any biases came through. i also literally thought of this while i was cleaning my bathroom so the idea may be shitty,,, get it?? cause i was,,, cleaning my bathroom,,,, , , the idea may be shitty,,,,,, ,,,, okay so the punchline is that since i was cle-

lifestyle:

wear gloves. for everything

trust your sense of smell. if something smells too good or too bad, get the fuck away from it

write your name on the hem of your clothes

always check if something can be consumed by humans. trust me, you'd rather go hungry for a little longer than grow a limb from your stomach

don't look people in the eye when walking past them. stare straight ahead, shoulders square

learn who you can lie to and who you can't. trust your gut with that, though most demons have tells you'll need to learn

keep track of your health and request check ups from human doctors

generally, don't be afraid to ask for anything. you deserve nice experiences, as well as, ,,, yknow,,,,, checkups

take pictures of everything

don't touch books unless a trusted demon tells you it's okay

don't lose touch with your culture. implement it everywhere, from your room to your food to your music. teach your housemates all you know about it

remember you are surrounded by demons. don't tease them, don't tempt them (unless you have a pact or a pretty decent relationship with them)

the royal family:

the devildom is currently under monarchy. you will only interact with the prince, diavolo, and his butler, barbatos.

diavolo knows. he always has, he always will. don't lie to him

don't be too friendly with him for the first four months

absolutely be friendly with him after those four initial months

between us, he needs friends. and beings who don't treat him like he's fragile.

he likes games of any kind. use that to your advantage

barbatos seems scary, and he is. but you can trust him

do go over for tea if he invites you. he has an affinity for cooking and baking (mostly baking – teach him any cool recipes you may know!), and likes to serve whatever he makes with a warm cup of tea

do not, under any circumstances, even so much as mention anything about rats to him. for interworld peace

diavolo will always come first for him. don't test or question their bond, our brains are probably incapable of perceiving its magnitude

the king is just. there. but like, not even there. currently asleep

the queen is dead (unfortunately, this phrase is not seen as something positive in the devildom. don't ever say it)

the brothers:

probably the ones you'll be living with. then again, maybe not. part of the student council, and diavolo's closest companions (you'll be seeing a hearing a lot from them).

lucifer is... nice. once you get to know him. give him some time

he's very sad, very overworked. kinda like a wet cat with a family to feed. stroke his ego about twice a week and you'll be good

don't put up with what he says if it makes you uncomfortable, and don't be afraid to speak up. if you need backup, go to satan and/or belphegor

he loves music. if you want to get to know him better, ask him if he would like to talk to you about his favourite songs (they're most likely from cursed records, so listening to them is not an option)

mammon will most likely steal from you. again, put your name on everything, take pictures of everything.

the friendliest of all of them, along with beelzebub, and one of the most loyal ones

loud and a tsundere. don't ask how that works. also, very funny (laugh at his jokes even if you don't like them)

he doesn't know what boundaries are. set yours early and don't follow along with his schemes if you don't like them. he's got puppy eyes, don't fall for them

leviathan is an introvert, and antisocial. don't pressure him to talk to you.

if you're dead set in getting closer to him, do it through asking what game he's playing, or what anime he's watching. his interests are the only way he will open up

he will talk a lot if he likes the subject. he also knows every meme out there, so you can be free to say anything

he's very insecure, and will sometimes guilt trip you without realising. stay firm in your beliefs and be honest with him (do not anger him unless you know how to swim)

satan being the avatar of wrath shouldn't scare you. just don't mention anything good about lucifer during the first few months of you being there, and you'll be good

he likes books, and has learnt to be very open with his affections through them. if he likes you, you will know

again, he likes books. want him to like you? ask for recommendations, plots, ideas, poems. he's got you covered

he also loves cats. like, a lot. so if you're not the biggest reader it's time to be the biggest petter

asmodeus is touchy, but he never crosses any boundaries once they're clear to him. if you don't like physical touch, make it clear to him

the first being you should go to if you want to have any sort of physical relationship with someone there. it could be awkward to just... ask, but he's not held back by any prejudice, and would love to help

pay attention to him when he speaks. he may seem like too much sometimes, but he will be even more if you don't look him in the eye and nod (at least).

tell him he's beautiful, cause he is. and also cause who would call aphrodite themselves ugly like??

beelzebub is chill, for the most part. just don't disrespect his family or eat his food.

he's the number one demon to go to when you're having issues and want to vent it out. doubles as someone you could hug after and get a pat on the head from, but only if he's comfortable.

always have a snack in your pocket for him, you'll never regret it (but don't make it a regular thing)

he will eat anything. that is both a warning and a piece of advice.

belphegor can have a sharp tongue, so if you're sensitive it's better to either be vocal about not liking certain things he says or not be around him all together

very knowledgeable about the human world, probably the most out of all the brothers. go to him if you feel homesick

also a scholar. no he won't do your homework for you. yes he will pass every class even though he's asleep in all of them. just don't pick him as your study buddy.

doesn't hide his feelings well – you can tell what he's thinking about just by looking at him

enjoy your stay, little sheep~

[the-s1lly-corner]

how about some dad johnathan / spot headcanons? TYSM LOVE YOUR WORK

Dad Jonathan/Spot!

Uwaa thank you!! Theres a very similar ask so think of ot as a secondary piece to this post! As such the lists may be shorter but like

Make a decent length when combined

Cuz they're linked

Yeah that makes sense

Yopee

Writing this as the reader being explicitly neither the partner or child by the way!!

Not proof read and apologies for any typos my keyboard is being very rude today

Dropping the hc that made me motivated to knock this out rn before I forget

The kid could literally mention liking something once and Jonathan/Spot would literally shower them in loads of said thing

"Dad, I was five when I said I loved pushpops.. I'm 16 now-"

Overprotective dad, to the point of almost being unbearing and Linda bordering on unhealthy

Especially if its spot

So if his partner is still around they're going to have to keep that in check and try to teach him that it's alright for their kid to have some form of independence

It's not that he wants to control his child to mold them into something they're not; he would never do that

Its just that hes so so worried for the little human hes helped bring into this world

What if they get hurt? Or rejected? Outcasted?

These thoughts are, again worse if we're talking about spot

If this is Pre collider, Jonathan is for the most part understanding. Its the fact that he just. Hasnt been changed and traumatized yet

Moving onto to more lighthearted stuff

Bonding! Jonathan does a lot of things with his kids; from (mostly age appropriate) science experiments to simple arts and crafts

He starts crying if his kid says they wanna be a scientist like him when they grow up, or dress up as him for career day at school

As spot, he will never and I mean NEVER EVER take you with him on his crime runs

Doesnt matter if you're a toddler or a teen or already grown

It's a hard no

You could get hurt, or your reputation could be ruined

Spot is a criminal because he has no other choice

But you? You do

And he doesnt want you to ever give that up

Ok back to more lighthearted stuff

He walks his kid to and from school; and if this is post collider he of course, uses a bad disguise

Yeah that's about it

[bezzygom]

DUDE im so curious about your white day au, could you tell us more about it ? :D

IM SORRY I FORGOT TO ANSWER

some contex for anyone reading:

part 1

part 2

mizurui

tbh there's not much to my white day au it was mainly supposed to be funny over anything else

the main plot is essentially rui being one of the mages at a castle but getting threatened with being fired which causes him to panic and claim that he has found a way to find the lost prince of the kingdom. he kinda comes up with semi working spell for that in a rush but the spell essentially leads him to a lost prince in general not specifically of their kingdom. after that rui with mizuki and akito in tow (as knights protecting/accompaning him) gets to toya who got adopted by tenmas as a kid and is running a family inn together with tsukasa and saki. theyre kinda hesitant to belive rui at first cause he seems like a scammer but in the end rui promises that he will help find out whats toyas past in exchange and they agree and go with them. but since like ive said all they know is that toya is "a lost prince" theyre not 100% sure its of their kingdom so while theyre on their way back they do like a cheklist of going to diffrent kingdoms for a quick stop and proving that yep toya is not that kingdoms prince

some other stuff that are not the main plot but might be entertaining:

- mizuki knows rui made everything up and is trying to cover for him and akito is the only one in the castle thats like "this guys bullshitting" and volunteered to join him to prove that the guy he found is not the prince. cut to a looney toons like compilation of rui and mizuki covering the truth in front of akito

- theres a slight tenma family side plot with saki wanting to leave to travel the world with l/n but not knowing how to tell tsukasa. In my head she claims that its because she doesnt want him to be alone and its harder now that she knows toya will probalby leave too but its also in a bigger part her being scared of leaving not in a "world is a scary and dangerous place" sense but in a "moving away can be a stressful experience" way and her feeling like telling tsukasa would make it final. toya learns by accident before the story starts and Ive imagined toya and saki bonding in scenes where they talk about how theyre actually kinda anxious to leave their home especially since its always been just the 3 of them. anyways it ends with a happy ending lol

- mafuyu is following them for plot relevent reasons i wont reveal in case i ever want to make more of it

- toya saki and tsukasa would get their white day outfits eventually but its not serious and in my head its them trying to disguise themselves to get into a royal event or something

- I wanted to make it a mizuruikasa au in a sense that mizuki and rui are already acting like a couple and then both of them are looking at this pathetic guy who tries to infodump akito whos a knight about knighthood and they think "I want him"

- theres some akitoya but its also mostly comical with akito having an internal conflict between "damn im falling for this guy" vs "I feel like liking the guy who im trying to prove is not a prince and rui is just making shit up is kinda like admitting defeat and I cant give rui the satisfaction"

- theres a song "learn to do it" in anastasia and this au exists 100% because ive imagined a scene where rui mizuki and akito desperately try to teach toya how to be a prince to it

[mishkakagehishka]

Hiho Korka! I've been wanting to request some writing from you for a bit but have been kinda nervous, so here goes something~

Would you be willing to write Natsume with an S/O who can use magic, but is unskilled/clumsy with it, so he has to teach them how to use it? Preferably mostly fluff, but you can take it wherever you'd like~

Thank ya in advance!! <3

Ayy! I'm happy you got over the nervousness, you really don't need to be nervous to request from me :> (in fact, the nerves go both ways - I always feel unworthy of having friends or mutuals reading my stuff

Word count: 1597 Summary: Natsume is always helping his clumsy apprentice when their magic goes awry, but this time might have been the straw that broke the camel's back. And now, he has to help them see that, despite all their mistake, he still believes in them, and he just wants to see them prosper. "KitTEN" count: 1 Notes: Is it too late to mention that I don't know what counts as fluff. Feelings get hurt, but it is quickly resolved - and I hope the resolution is fluffy enough;;; + they/them pronouns used

Being the apprentice of the famed Natsume Sakasaki, idol and fortune teller, was hardly an easy or stress-free life, but it was rewarding, fulfilling. After all, Natsume was known for good reason, and having him as a teacher was possibly the best thing that could happen to a prospective magician. Not to mention the fact that he, being who he was, wasn’t the most open or affectionate of people, so even just being able to catch his eye and being considered worthy of his teaching was a significant achievement one could brag about. But, in this case, it hardly meant much. See, the Apprentice had a natural talent with magic, much like Natsume himself had, but they were… clumsy. They would drop their cards at least thrice before they could even start a tarot reading, and brewing potions was always full of surprises with them – whether they were going to drop ingredients or make a disastrous mistake in measuring was seemingly decided by a coin toss the moment they stepped into the room. Still, he enjoyed teaching them. There was a certain bond between the two. Natsume was even fond of the Apprentice, having a certain amount of patience for them; significantly more than he’d had for others. He was unwilling to give up on them, despite their general clumsiness, and his “lessons” would often end with him correcting their mistakes, but still letting them experience success by giving them the honour of finishing the final step. To motivate them, as he would say.

And, as many times earlier, Natsume was once more overseeing their brewing practise. “Measure carefuLLY,” he warned, not looking up from the magazine he was reading. He was comfortably seated on a chair next to the desk the Apprentice was working at. In that way, he could keep an eye on both them and all they were doing with the many ingredients, chemicals and tools that cluttered the wooden surface without straining his neck too much. The Apprentice nodded, brows furrowed in concentration. Their hands made the smallest movements as they used a pair of tweezers to move a solid, small ingredient from a petri dish to the flask holding their main mixture. Following a moment of silence, Natsume looked up from the magazine, taking a single glance to conclude what they have – and haven’t – done. “You made sure to stir before adding that, RIGHT?” Their hand froze, the tweezers still holding onto the leaf. “Um, oops.” They quickly returned the ingredient back to its dish, before setting the flask down a tad too carelessly. Having made a mistake, nervousness was already setting in. For a moment, he thought to watch them drop and break something again, to fail disastrously, or to just wait until they give up. But, in reality, he couldn’t bear it anymore. He was getting frustrated himself at their penchant for failing spectacularly, but he imagined it couldn’t have been easy for them to deal with, even if he was able to laugh it off. So, in an almost impulsive, he decided he was going to help more directly this time – before they had a chance to completely screw up. Natsume sighed, setting the magazine down on the floor (to not further clutter the desk) before rubbing his temple in (feigned) exasperation. “I guess it can’t be HELPED.” With swift steps, he positioned himself to stand behind his apprentice, who was still spinning around like a headless chicken and trying to find a glass rod. From that position, pressed against their back, he cupped their hands with his own, and began moving them, guiding them.

“I don’t think you need to help me, I got this,” they protested. But it fell on deaf ears, as he merely laughed in response. “You got THIS? That’s not how it looks to ME.” Graciously, he moved their hands to sift through the drawers built into the desk, making them grab the glass stirrer. “Magic isn’t just about knowing the right incantaTIONS. A lot lies in muscle memoRY. You wanted me to teach you, NO? I am merely helping you become a proper magiCIAN.” He used their hands to stir the concoction. With practised movements, he guided them into adding the leaf, waiting for it to dissolve, before swishing the flask around. And so, together, they went through the preparation process. His masterful presence behind them, his whispers of encouragement and guidance tickling their ear, and his hands tenderly, gently, confidently orchestrating their movement.

“Good JOB,” he praised once the potion stood finished on the desk. A sparkling, glowing green liquid, just viscous enough to remind of warm honey. “This is what you’re capable of, your potenTIAL. What you could do without my help, if only you were a little more careFUL.” But the Apprentice didn’t seem to share in his pride. Instead, their eyes were glued to the floor, lips pressed into a thin line. Disappointment. “But I’m not the one who made it. You did most of the work.” “I only assisted YOU. That’s my job as your masTER.”

Natsume couldn’t lie and say he never noticed how their expression would twist into that of dejection – how they’d frown and clench their fists in frustration – every time they messed up. Forgetting the right words, the meaning of a card, the purpose of a tool or ingredient, they were all very human and very normal mistakes. But they always left them sad, disappointed. And he hated seeing the effect it had on them. He had to wonder if it couldn’t be his fault in part; maybe he was being too harsh, not giving nearly enough carrots to offset the stick, maybe he placed too much pressure on them. And he just couldn’t have that. A magician’s job was to make people smile, first and foremost. Most of all, he just didn’t like seeing them so sad.

He leaned towards them, attempting to meet their eyes from below. “Hey, look at ME.” And the Apprentice did as was asked of them. Natsume was left without words for a moment, seeing tears threatening to spill from the corners of their eyes. Their lip trembling, they were moments away from crying. He wasn’t sure what to say, so he stepped back, giving them some space. “Come on, tears don't suit that pretty face of YOURS,” he tried to play it off. “What hapPPENED? Why are you cryING?” “Well,” they inhaled, breath hitching. Natsume couldn’t bear to look at them like that, but he steeled his nerves. “It’s just… you’re always fixing my mistakes, and I wonder if it’s even okay for me to still be your apprentice…” They trailed off. Leaving so much unsaid, but all of it understood. Natsume brought his hand to his chin, as if thinking of a response. They prepared themselves for a scolding, but still, he was silent. A painfully tense ten seconds passed in that silence, before Natsume walked around them, and back to the desk’s drawers. He procured a small cube – about the size of a sugar cube. It didn’t look like anything special, asides from the fact that it was coloured a deep red, there was nothing distinctive about it.

“Give me your hands, kitTEN,” he commanded once he was in front of them again. The Apprentice outstretched their hands, opening their palms as if waiting for an offering. And he gingerly placed the cube in their hold. “Go put it in the poTION.” “What if I mess up?” “Not even you can fail at THIS.” They didn’t look pleased with that. “… I’m just kidDING. Go on, you’ll be oKAY.” He observed them shuffling towards the desk, cube carefully cradled in their hands. They held the flask with one hand, the other trembling as they dropped the cube into the liquid. It bubbled and frothed, and within moments, the sparkly green faded and twisted into a vibrant purple. Though the viscosity appeared to stay the same, the sparkles were only further emphasised, but it was as if the liquid was suddenly carbonated. It had become fizzy, droplets shooting up like fireworks, but falling short of escaping the container. “Isn’t it beautiFUL?” “… It is.” “You shouldn’t think like THAT.” He changed the subject relatively quick. Upon noticing the way his apprentice quirked their brow in confusion, he elaborated, “It’s not that you made mistakes and I fixed THEM. We simply worked togeTHER.” “Yeah, but-“ “No BUTS. You’re my apprenTICE. Of course I will work with you when you experience difficulTIES. How else would you LEARN?”

The Apprentice breathed out, in relief Natsume hoped. “That makes me feel a little better, I guess. Thank you.” “You’re welCOME.” A short pause. He opened his mouth as if he was about to say something, but hesitated. He was thinking his words over, looking between the bubbling liquid in the flask and his apprentice, who seemed to be focused on the same. In that focus, they likely wouldn’t even notice if he spoke up. “I guess it’s my fault, too. I don’t praise you as often as I should. My fine apprentice, every day you improve more and more. Just let me stay by your side and help you when you need help…” he whispered, letting his true feelings slip just a little into his words. Despite it feeling so vulnerable, a part of him hoped they heard him. But, if they did, they made no move to acknowledge it. Just an earnest smile, and eyes dry of tears that looked back at him warmly – warmer than they ever had.

[cl00udyyanan]

If you're still accepting the zodiac thing. How would Cancer/Venti go? If not you can just ignore this

SO SORRY I DIDNT EVEN REALISE THIS WAS MY MY DRAFTS IVE BEEN BUSY

GEMINI AND CANCER

wellllllll,, you chose venti huh....

jk venti is a little gemini if you didn't know. one of the msot clowned on signs. your love is literally venti coming home drunk and you taking care of him while he blabbers abt home much he loves u, and its true whether he's drunk or not. convince him to come home more often tho you'll get lonely. your guys love is about growth. venti teaches you to live a little and not everything needs to be backed behind emotions, yk? he teaches you how to glide on the wind and just love everything you see and experience. you on the other hand, teach venti how to stay home and enjoy the people who care for him. teach him to be intune with his emotions, as a drunk bard (archon) im sure he needs a shoulder, adn yours is jsut perfect. oh, you guys have the best inside jokes btw (mostly making fun of diluc) you guys have a trust thats unmatched and a bond thats like two best friends that hug and kiss sometimes idk. venti loves you, he really does and i know you love him too.

on the other handd, you might be a bit too possesive for him. venti is a free man, he will not be held down. so if he wants to go out, he's gonna go. hopefully you're okay with that. he's not out doing anything to jepordize your guys rekationship, he's probably just drunk and passed out somewhere, keep your man at the hoouse pls.

conclusion, its a happy and real relationship and i think he's practically perfect for you. venti loves you like nothing in his long life. he needs you frfr, so just be by his side and he'll love you forever,

[byanyan]

@apexulansis sent:ㅤ👫

relationship headcanonsㅤㅤ✧ * º •ㅤㅤaccepting!!

ㅤalthough they initially only occasionally crashed for the odd night at talon's base after he shared its location with them, mostly using it to lay low or make use of the training room, byan slowly started showing up more often over time. as they started hanging around with more regularity, more of their belongings were brought and left behind — anything important to them was still kept on their person, but the things they would usually have to leave unattended in whatever abandoned building they were calling home at the time would progressively fill one of the bedrooms (and maybe a few of the surrounding rooms). at some point, they just started living there full time without ever announcing it to talon. they don't think he minds, or surely he'd have kicked them out by now, but there is an underlying and unaddressed fear that if they ask to call the base home, they'll be given a no in answer.

ㅤwhile they do have a tendency drag ardaka down to the training room to show him moves that they've finally perfected in search of approval (something they don't really realize they're doing it for), what byan doesn't draw any attention to is the amount of time and work they put in to getting those moves down. more diligent in learning and practicing the skills he teaches them than they ever were in school, they spend hours most if not every day in the training room. he's no doubt spotted them in there in the middle of the night on more than one occasion, practicing to blow off steam when they can't sleep.

ㅤbyan asks a lot of questions. they haven't always done it, it's a more recent occurrence as they've found themself more comfortable around ardaka and more willing to listen to and learn from him. most of the time, it's questions relevant to bounty hunting — about weapons, strategy and methods, specific combat moves, etc. — but they've started slipping in more that have to do with ardaka himself. it starts more with asking about past jobs and marks — his favourites, the quickest one, the hardest one — but have slowly begun including questions about where he's from, about some specific kariian traits, and about some of his life experiences. unlike with questions relevant to his work and teachings however, byan never presses for an answer on personal questions if he doesn't want to give one. nosy as they might be, they know what it's like to be needled about things you aren't comfortable discussing or having someone else know, and they don't want to be that guy who tries to force it out of you to satiate their own curiosity. any time he does provide an answer though, there are usually like five follow-up questions.

ㅤwithout recognizing it, byan does try to bond with talon. they often try to spend time with or around him outside of their lessons, most commonly using the excuse "idk i'm bored and half this base is so empty, where else am i supposed to go?" a lot of the time they'll simply sit around in the same room, messing around on their omni-tool while ardaka does his own thing, occasionally piping up with some inane or irrelevant comment or even come plodding over to share a particularly funny meme or video. there have been times where they've more actively tried to engage with him though, typically by trying to convince him to watch a movie with them or join them in trying out this new video game they stole.