#so using familial f/os sounds weird to me even though this time it IS me. these are My fictional siblings and these are My fictional dads.

[birthclod]

I want to make a list on my blog of characters who are like my fictional siblings or whatnot but idk what to do for it. The term familial f/o makes nervous and im hesitant to use it but i don't know why

[wolfsgravity]

I can’t sleep so I’m just thinkin’ about my range of Pokémon romantic F/Os. This series has meant so much to me for so long, and I know F/Os from that source make up a decent portion of my list. I’d feel more embarrassed about it if I didn’t make it abundantly clear that Pokémon is one of the most pervasive influences in my life from an exceedingly young age.

I just. I dunno. I find my collection of Pokémon series F/Os so interesting.

I’m just gonna ramble a bit.

I’m going to talk in Generational order, because my 1am brain couldn’t decipher a more cohesive timeline if it tried.

Giovanni is a funny one. As a kid, his character in the show intimidated me a little. But I really loved Team Rocket on some level. They were my first Pokémon villain organization, and with the Gen III games having Aqua and Magma, I decided pretty early that Team Rocket was my team. I had a stint in Magma since when I was young, I thought I’d specialize in Fire types, but eh it didn’t stick. No team really stuck nearly as much until Team Skull! So I had a lot of time for my intimidation from Giovanni to evolve into a fearful respect, to a mild devotion… by the time I played Let’s Go! and Ultra Moon, I was more than a little excited to see him in game. As in, I would quietly cheer when he appeared on my screen, in some weird giddy manner. It was only a matter of time before I realized I was crushing hard.

Steven Stone (he has a full name so more often than not I use it when referring to him) probably didn’t make the biggest impact on me in the original Gen III games? Hoenn was my favorite region for a while (in part due to pre- “Hoenn confirmed” hype), but he didn’t have a huge role in Ruby/Sapphire. Maybe I noticed him first in Emerald? I wish I could remember my real first inkling of crush on him, because I just remember when I played Omega Ruby… I was already obsessed with him. He showed up for the first time in game and I squealed. I spent the whole game seeking him out and already making romantic passes at him in my around-19-year-old head.

I am counting Grovyle for this, but it bears repeating that my S/I for the Pokémon Mystery Dungeon games is a Pokémon too. Those Mystery Dungeon games enamored me as a teen! I got to BE! A POKEMON!! So I probably got Explorers of Time/Darkness for DS not long after it released in 2008. I was so excited to have Gen IV Pokémon to be and battle and recruit, ugh, this game meant so much to me. I will always remember being part of Wigglytuff’s Guild super fondly. And like, as I am super susceptible to mental role play, putting myself in my characters shoes (or lil toe beans I guess) has always been second nature for me. So a dashing Grovyle just jumped into my silly life and was the most honorable and misunderstood character and I am not even joking when I say I fell for him in my first playthrough. And I’ve played through it a lot. I was always jealous of Celebi. I hate every Dusknoir I see to this day. *chefs kiss* Good game.

Gen V is “oops all F/Os” Gen, where to even start..

Just kidding, N is the obvious choice to start for me. He was love at first sight. He just, ugh, he cares about Pokémon SO MUCH. I literally don’t know how to even expand on this. He literally rode the Ferris Wheel with the player character in the game, and I WASNT supposed to interpret that as a date? Wack. It was a date. I love him so damn much. Next question

Elesa comes next because I’ve always thought she was stunning. I mean, duh I guess, she’s canonically a model. Also, Electric types are in my top 3, behind Fairy and somewhat tied with Fire, so she was a woman after my own heart. Her Emolga kinda wrecked my team and I respect that. Also, she loves puns. So again. Woman after my own heart. The only reason she’s still listed as Crush and not as Dating is because she intimidates me. She’s out of my league and I worry she’d only see me as a friend. Well, not “only”, her and Skyla are bffs and that also looks fun. I just. Can’t imagine her romantically being interested in me sometimes. Heh.

Grimsley was a crush that came on yeeeaaaars after his Gen, and it hit me like a freight train. I swear, he made very little impression on me in B/W, because I was young and I was just excited to possibly see N again as champion. I was a little shit, okay. I also never played B2/W2 all the way through, which is a huge stain on my Pokémon record. Anyways. When he showed up in Sun/Moon, I gasped. I was like, that’s a familiar face. Why is he hot now? (The answer is we was always hot, and I just had a few years to grow between games). But like, I kind of tamped it back down? I think I legit tried to tell myself around Sun/Moon era that I can’t keep finding Pokémon characters hot, because I was drooling over another one in Moon. Anywho. Grimsley kept popping up as fanart on my Tumblr dash for a while and by the time I pulled him in Pokémon Masters, I slipped into love. Whoops.

Professor Sycamore, probably not my proudest moment of fandom. He was another one I liked from the very introduction. I made fun of him in equal measure, but I affectionately referred to him as “Professor Hotdad” for an embarrassingly long amount of time. He’s not even the oldest of my Pokémon F/Os. One of my other Pokémon F/Os is canonically a father. But nope. Sycamore was Hotdad. That all said, he did make me smile like a crush-stricken schoolgirl when he talked in game so it wasn’t all just memey objectification. I do love him dearly.

Gen VII! Alola! Guzma! Oh man, like I’d stated earlier, Team Skull really nestled it’s way close to my heart the way no team had since Team Rocket. It wasn’t all because of Guzma, I really did like the group of ragtag misfits banding together and creating a family. Guzma was icing on the cake. Oh boy, he made my heart do funny little flips even when he was threatening me in game. I loved his design, I loved his character, the way he talked, I just. Ugh, I was down bad for ya boy in Moon and Ultra Moon. He’s actually the inspiration behind my main blog url: its-ya-boi-remington. The “Y’all are stupid!” line and face lives in my head rent free at all times. Guzma protection squad.

(Nanu isn’t a romantic so I won’t talk about him here, just know I’m not forgetting him!)

Leon was, believe it or not, my actual first Gen VIII crush. I saw that fashion disaster and felt a warm comfort from him. It didn’t help that I mentally read every character in Galar with some UK/British Isles accent, that sweetened the deal. I was actually gushing to a couple then-friends about Leon while we all played Sword/Shield together and they kind of mocked me about it. They chided me that Leon “doesn’t bat for my team” and said either of them would have a better chance with him if he were real. So I was a little downtrodden about Leon after that for quite a while. It wasn’t until a couple months ago when suddenly it hit me that A- He’s literally fictional and my version of him can like me regardless of what “team he bats for” and B- I’m nonbinary? So rules get thrown out the window, anyone who likes me is both a miracle and some kind of gay whatever way you spin it. So I let myself warm back up to him, though I’m still a little skittish from before.

Piers, I guess, as awful as it sounds, was initially a crush rebound. Like, don’t get me wrong, I’d have been attracted either way. He’s a musician, a SINGER no less, and has that emo/punk vibe. But he’s also gentle and kind. Swoon. But it helped that I had my crush-feelers out full-force for a cutie in game to obsess over since I was still butthurt about my “friends” killing my crush on Leon. Obsess I did, and continue to do. I could probably snap this man over my knee like firewood he’s so lanky, idk why I put that in here but it’s staying. Piers is the one I most imagine jamming out with on a regular basis, and it makes performing for no one a bit more fun 🥰

I’m finally getting tired, I feel like I’ve been typing this for an hour. I probably have been. Ah geez now I gotta tag all these F/Os lmao. Thanks for letting me ramble.

[blushpanda]

Xigbar and Xion’s Mission

This isn’t exactly selfship, but involves two f/os of mine - Xigbar, and my familial f/o Xion - and Saix. and i dont know where else to put it

anyway i call this “chris rewriting the light novel of 358/2 days”

rbs appreciated if u enjoyed it! rix isnt in it but i still want people 2 read it u know

............

   Another dream, another day...Another weird feeling for her.

    There was never any sun to shine in and wake up the members of Organization XIII, so Xion had to rely on her body to cooperate every morning. Today seemed like it was slightly more difficult to wake up. The blankets - as thin as they were - seemed so comfortable and welcoming ,and she buried herself into it even more.  Didn't look like her body was doing the whole "cooperation" thing, after all, and was in fact rebelling. After all, why leave the warmth of the blankets? There was no reason to expose herself to the cold air of the World that Never Was.

    Still, she couldn't sleep more either - not when Saix was waiting to assign her today's mission. On that note, she wondered where she'd go today...It wasn't exactly her choice, but if she had to choose - a nice, warm, tropical world would be nice....Maybe the Destiny Islands, to collect more seashells for Roxas...Though speaking of; with Roxas out of commission, she'd likely need to go somewhere he would've....Do it for Roxas, she told herself...

    Blinking her sleepy eyes, she gave a soft groan and sat up. There was no point dawdling, although she shivered at the chilly air as she went about her morning routine.

    That dream, though...Something  about it bothered her, and yet felt eerily familiar...or maybe it was comfortable familiarity? She really couldn't tell anymore. They sorta blurred, yet stuck with her all the same...Ah, well. She changed into a clean cloak, expecting the Dusks to clean the other as always, and washed her face. Blinking away the water and then drying with a wash cloth, Xion looked into the mirror.

    I'm the same as ever, she thought with a light, somewhat apprehensive chuckle. Well, she'd hurry to the Grey Room now.

    There, she found Xigbar and Saix - everyone else must have started their missions for the day. "There you are," hummed Saix in a rather uninterested tone, "You'll continue investigating with Xigbar today."

    Xion was a little surprised, but she couldn't reply before her assigned partner called to her. "Let's get going, eh, Poppet?" Sounded like he'd been waiting for her...She wondered if he was always this ready for missions - she hadn't been on one with anyone but Roxas so far, so...Maybe this was normal. What wasn't normal to Xion was the fact he was paired up with her at all, when she had been doing solo missions recently while Roxas was down and out.

    Speaking of...

    "Um...How is Roxas?" She asked softly, finally getting the courage to ask.

    Saix didn't even look at her as he coldly stated, "Still asleep. He may never wake." Her spirits dropped, unsure how to reply to something like that. Much to her confusion, Xigbar gave a small laugh. She looked at him, and noticed a light smirk on his face.

    "Haven't you been checking in on him everyday? That's real sweet of you, Poppet." She was startled at this comment, but was even more startled at Saix's additional response that followed.

    "You may as well keep visiting him," Saix murmured, "There's still a chance he might awaken." Was he feeling okay? He never spoke even remotely approvingly to her...Still, he continued to prompt her. "Now, get to work." She was suspicious, admittedly, but she didn't dare inquire.

    "All right..." Xion spoke slowly, but would look to Xigbar as he opened a Dark Corridor.  He grinned at her, then the two departed...

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    ...But Xion's eyes widened on the other side of the dark passage, as she was met with a much brighter environment - and one she knew quite well by now. The blue sea and tall palm trees...The horizon and warm sand on her boots...

    "The..." She began, but Xigbar finished for her.

    "The Destiny Islands. You've been visiting here quite a bit, Poppet." He gave a low laugh - although started laughing a bit harder at her bewildered expression. "Luckily for you, Xemnas wants us to check the place out..."

    "He did...? Um...Why?"

     "You think I know what his intentions are? As if." Xigbar waved his hand, his fang-like teeth bared in a grin. Xion had a feeling he did know, actually, but didn't press it for now. Still...Something felt strange to her. Noticing she wasn't getting any less baffled by his words, he snorted. "Look. You go collect shells. I can handle the investigation alone."

    Her eyes widened. "...Huh? B-but...Xigbar..." Was he seriously suggesting she bail on the mission to collect shells for Roxas? Was he allowed to do that in the first place? "Um...Wouldn't you get in trouble?"

    "As if! I'm the Organization's number II - Plus, you think they're gonna can me over working overtime? It's better business, anyway. Totally in your favor, too, right? C'mon, Poppet..."

    "...." Xion frowned. "....Xigbar, is there a reason you're acting like this?"

   Xigbar waved her off again. Seems like he used his hands to talk quite a bit. "Man, you Keyblade wielders always worry about the smallest things. Just trust me. Not like I've given you reason not to, right? Hardly."

  There was silence for a moment, and then Xion took a deep breath...and smiled a little. "Okay...Um...Thank you."

  "Sure, Poppet. Just be a good kid and keep out of trouble while you're all by your lonesome, huh?" He teased, beginning to walk past her towards the rest of the island - but he blinked and stopped as Xion gently grabbed his sleeve. "What's up?"

   "...Thank you for b-being kind to me." And with that, not waiting for a response, she released him and walked towards the shore. There, she would pick up a shell, and after some time softly remark there was no one else at the beach today. She didn't see Xigbar again until it was time to go back.

[mariposalass]

Bonding Over Tree Decorating (Decorating)

Summary: Christmas is fast approaching and decorating for the season is among the first things on people’s Christmas to-do list, but for Mari and her adopted siblings, it was among the things they didn’t got to do it together as siblings until after Harry’s Deathly Hallows misadventures...

Notes: Day 1 for @silentlyfangirlingselfshipper​’s A Very Shippy Christmas event, theme is decorating. The F/Os featured here are obviously my adopted siblings Harry and Kairi. I have an idea of how it felt like having him around than just him sending gifts letters to us for the first time, and this is going to be a tad angsty and yet overwhelmed by happy memories. Also, I just realize that I end up having to deal with 2 prompts involving Christmas trees! Whoops, I hope you don’t mind this twice the tree fest from me, Browen.

Tags: a very shippy Christmas, Phoenix Wiz, Princess of Light, Christmas decorating, mild angst, backstory time, adopted siblings, July Babies, passing mention of child abuse, crossovers, fluff overload

It felt so weird having Kuya Harry with us for Christmas this time. Don’t know why, but the fact he had to be stuck in Hogwarts for 2 years and then went on Horcrux hunting while me and Kai are in Daly City nearly felt like a common deal for us. Yet we are here, finally together as a family in one place for Christmas, it’s been months since he had disowned his canon realm in the UK and breaking up with Ginny and the pain he felt still linger for months.

When we first became us 3 July Babies, one of the first things he revealed to us was that he never got to enjoy major holidays that often to due to his rough upbringing under his birth relatives, the Dursleys, and Christmas at Hogwarts was often very special to him. I’m honestly shocked by how badly treated he was in said relatives’ hands yet he felt more welcomed at a boarding school stuffed inside a castle, however it became more obvious that he was slowly distancing himself from the nostalgia he had for the school and the wizarding community in the UK as his letters can attest. One of the letters from his fifth year mentioned how splendidly decorated Hogwarts gets during Christmas yet he couldn’t feel confidant in decorating for the holidays to save his life. Back then, I will admit that I kinda felt jealous of Harry having to see such seasonal glory in an old castle like Hogwarts then.

Somehow, this could explain why our parents (my own parents, his and Kairi’s forever parents) thought of having us to spend time in helping them to decorate our old home for the holidays that cold December day. Dad pulled out boxes marked for Christmas decor from storage onto the family room for us to look into and begin our not so little task of unboxing Christmas decoration and the decorating afterwards. Harry was under the weather then, having to deal with a stuffy nose and going through the boxes while sneezing at random intervals.

“AHH-CHOOO!!!” he sneezed off for what felt like the 15th time.

“Are you okay over there, big brother?” Kairi asked him as Dad brought forth the last box of decorations.

“Not so much,” he groaned in response, wiping his nose down and with a speech that felt nauseated.

“It’s so great to have all 3 of you in one place,” Mom smiled as she helped Dad in opening the boxes, “I didn’t think that we would have you 3 being with each other, sharing the holiday fun until now.”

“I could blame the distance and weird circumstances Harry had to deal with for the separation,” I shrugged back.

“Honey, that is not a good thing to blame what happened in the past for your brother’s rough journey before he returned home: there is nothing we could to change it even if we wanted to,” Mom scolded before instructing me and my siblings to help Dad in unpacking more of the decorations and the realistic faux tree from the boxes.

Unboxing the storage and old cardboard boxes had old decorations the Tan family have for many years since moving to California: ornaments of various shapes and styles, strings of lights, garlands, small figurines, and other assorted items. It’s a hodge podge mess of colors, materials, and textures, but there were part of the family regardless. This was before we all had transitioned to pre-lit Christmas trees, hence the struggles of untangling the string lights back in those days. We had a bit of trouble with those lights giving us a hard time to control with, our parents had to tell us not to be on a rush in untangling them (which explained why we were giving ourselves a hard time, along with Harry’s nervousness at the time), so we carefully untangled them as our parents set up the tree far away from the fireplace.

Dad and Mom soon focused their attention on setting up the Nativity set near the entry way in a glass enclosure so no one would accidentally damaged it as they arrive and decorating the outdoors while we kids were responsible for the tree decorating, to be fair, we were a little stumped then when the task fell onto us, little did we knew that it would be one of our favorite things to do on Christmas. The 3 of us first had a fight over which to put on the tree first: the lights, the garlands, the ornaments? Man, it nearly got messy if we didn’t get on a hold on ourselves and stop yelling at each other, lest we want to face the wrath of our otherwise loving parents.

As we began to adjust and spun the string lights, I noticed tears coming from Kuya’s eyes, it didn’t look like ones he shed in moments after having nightmares or whenever he got sad, they were made of happiness. Me and Kairi were completely confused by the situation, still we went back at it and, once the lights were in place, we shifted our task to messing around with the garlands and placing ornaments onto the branches. While we were decorating the tree, we were enjoying ourselves as we talked about what was our day like and shared stories, laughter and chattering filled the room as we slowly filled the tree up with mismatched decorations. And oh yeah, he also has to deal with me and Kairi teasing him over the colds and him & Issa being now officially a couple to no end. By the time our parents returned from the Nativity scene building, they were surprised to see that we finished our chore pretty fast (though it took around 15 minutes for us to have it done). But before Dad could light up the tree, we know there was something missing on that tree: something on the top of the tree.

That’s when we spotted a square box holding a gold sparkly star topper that we haven’t opened up yet, and I do know why: we nearly forgot it throughout the decorating session, yikes! So Dad opened the topper’s box, took it out of the plastic holder, and approached Harry, handing it over to him while he spoke, “Harry, son. I know that we didn’t get to see you a lot during this time of the year for the last 3 years and that the your previous upbringing prevented you from having some holiday spirit and love with your old folks. Still, you, along with your sisters, mean so much to us and the family: we love and treat each of you the same with the same love and care without any favorites, because no person on Earth should be deprived of having love and family during the holidays, regardless of what happened before. So I would like to ask you to put the star topper onto the tree top this year.”

“Really? You, you really mean it, D-d-d-Dad?!?” he began to stuttered in shock upon hearing those words, still sounding nasally from the colds and not sure if he could sneeze again like he did earlier.

“Yes, Harry, I do mean it,” he smiled back in response, giving him a soft nudge towards the ladder next to the tree, “Go ahead, we’re here for you. If ever you did slip and fall off the ladder for whatever reason, your Mom and I will be there to cushion your fall.”

Nerves were shaking and his smile betrayed in anxiety, but my big brother bravely took to the ladder, carefully climbing them up with the star topper on hand before slipping it onto the tree top with hardly a problem. We watched in awe as it happened and there was a great sense of pride from all of us at that moment, he felt the same as well. As he got down from the ladders, both me and Kairi rushed over to him and hugged him tightly as we could. Our parents watched on with happy tears from their eyes as we had this moment.

Now it has been years since then and tree decorating is a cherished part of our lives. As soon as we remove the Thanksgiving decor in favor of the Christmas ones, we often share a lot of talk and stories as we always do nowadays and with friends as well. We had changed out most of decorations as we moved into our current place a few years ago, allowing our parents and grandparents to keep them for their own use, but that gold glitter star topper remained a part of our Christmas traditions. As we finish unboxing the decorations from their boxy caves every early December or late November (depending on the schedule), we also have to make sure that the star topper is out of the box and take it out of the plastic holder too so we won’t forget about it.

Just earlier this afternoon as we began to wrap up in the tree decorating, Harry decided to pass the topper portion to me, placing the star topper onto my hand, and, when I asked him why me this time, he replied that he was thinking about that one Christmas memory & how much our family & the fam bunch mean so much to him these days, and he felt that it was now my turn to do it as well. He didn’t forgot about the ladder either and he reassured me if I somehow fall out off the ladder, he and Philip will be there to catch me, breaking my fall softly. I gave him a weak smile, thinking that he might be nuts, before I climbed up the ladder and placed the star topper onto the tree top. Just like what happened 10 years ago, everyone cheered for me as I got down the ladder and was greeted with my siblings, my sister-in-law, and dear Philip’s warm hug, and it was overwhelmingly sweet: I couldn’t be any prouder.

Maybe one day we might pass this down onto our future children someday? For now, we all enjoy sharing the moment of decorating the Christmas tree.

The End

[self-shipper-snowdrop]

*breaks down your door* ELSA or NOCHSLAN

HEAR ME OUT… BOTH…

What made me like them

-Elsa honestly just struck me at first. When I first saw Frozen years ago, right when it came out, what made me like her was that I just felt close to her. In the start I felt really connected to her, because how she was so scared of hurting her family and how she isolated herself felt close to home. But the movie went on and little me started to really admire her. At the end when she started to let people in I looked up to that so much, and wished I could be like that too, be strong and take that step to let more people into my life. Also, a silly thing but ice powers definitely helped, lol. I hadn’t realized I was bi yet at the time but I was highkey having;;; bi thoughts about walking in the snow with Elsa… having fun playing it and giving her a kiss… which made me like her a whole lot because it gave me the warm fuzzies.

-Nochslan’s hard to pinpiont because, well, I created him (seeing as he’s my OC) so I’ve seen him through every step of the process as he’s developed as a character. Not just the present point, unlike a lot of other f/os I have. But I honestly think that may have been part of it. Since I know him so well, and I really understand him in a way that nobody else really can- since they haven’t witnessed that development and don’t know everything about him- so I felt this connection to him. The lovey-dovey feelings probably came from the fact that 1) he’s a demon. I am a simple lady. I see demons, I 99.9% wanna smooch 2) super confidence, live and die for the aesthetic, which is My Type©

My favorite thing about them

-I love!!!!! Her voice!!!!! So much!!!!!! I know it’s silly and dumb but I love her voice, I love hearing her sing, I love hearing her speak, I just love love love it!!!!! I could listen to my lovely queen forever and ever ♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎ I also love how she has this sort of serene air about her so much of the time. She has her fears of course, but something about Elsa feels so… calm, I suppose. Almost ‘homelike’, as in you feel like you’re at home just by being near her. So I love that just as much.

-Oof this is hard, but as weird as it is… I honestly love his confidence. The hint of smugness, even. It makes him a punchable man but darn it- I’ll be damned if it doesn’t turn me into a puddle. Just thinking of his tone, the hint of a smirk as he goes “You really think you could escape this place?” to the protagonist of the story he’s in… just… GFFFFGGFGFGGFGGFGFFGTFTG ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡ I can’t even begin to describe it I just spontaneously combust.

Nicknames we have for each other

(I kinda lumped pet names in with this one because I’m a sucker lmao)

-Elsa likes to use just my name usually, she says that she loves it and the sound of it in general, but she does call me “snowflake”, “snowdrop”, and “bunny” every so often! Other favourites are “dear” or “darling”. I like calling her “my queen/my snow queen”, but I’ve also taken to calling her “Elle”/“El” as a short version of “Elsa”. She blushed the first time I said it ^///^

-Nochslan tends to call me “moondrop”, “my queen” “my dearest”, “my fair one”- things like that. I typically call him “my king”, “my demon” (in a teasing fashion 90% of the time lol) “darling”, “dear” or “Noch” for short.

A headcanon of our relationship/friendship

-Whenever I feel down, she’ll use her powers to cheer me up somehow. Be it a little snow flurry, making something out of snow and/or ice, or just doing something I can watch, it’s her go to. She knows snow holds a special place in my heart, so she makes the most of that by bringing it right to me.

-Nochslan gives me… a lot of presents. Too many presents, all the time, whenever possible. He doesn’t really get how love works so his go to is “uhhh I think I’m supposed to give presents to impress you”. A funny thing is, though, you’d never know he’s unsure of it on the outside because he’s a smooth bastard. Always saying things like “I brought you this diamond, but it pales in comparison to your beauty, my fair one” and it FREAKING KILLS ME even though I’m thinking “Noch you have no idea how relationships work, do you honeypie?”

My favorite image of them

OOF THAT’S HARD BUT;;; Probably one of these images of Elsa (I CAN’T PICK-) and this one of Noch;

Anything else!

-While Elsa and I are engaged, not yet married (still making plans on that front and thinking of a date) back when she was in charge of Arindelle I was basically referred to and acted as “the second queen” anyways lol. Some people referred to us as ‘fire and ice’ too because she tends to wear blue and white while I often wear red and black.

-Nochslan loves hearing me sing, even if I get really nervous about it. He says he finds the sound soothing, and likes it when I sing gentle songs. Since he’s proficient in playing many different instruments too, Nochslan tends to offer to play a song for me if I do the vocals.