#uncle grumpy

[rolfe-dewolfe-fan-page]

If I had a nickel

[alanide-arts]

Astrum maintenance ⭐

[ghost-bison]

family picture <3

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

I think they would drink tea together and gossip. I think they would be friends.

Melvin is the third wheel to TWO marriages, he is absolutely the one George and Harold go to cry on his shoulder when they have fights with their significant other. Emotional support single man with little to not relationship experience, much less good advice, <3 Just imagine him awkwardly patting Harold while he laments about how his husband hasn’t talked to him all morning and he’s going to DIE.

[sadcabbages]

I cannot stress enough that there's no way Bill Cipher would prioritise Ford over weirdmaggedon and part of his character is his refusal of redemption and his commitment to being a horrible person.

deep inhale

HOWEVER,

[amygdalae]

Would you believe Calcifer's name at the shelter was Bear

[kazachokolate]

Sketches from 2023. I wanted to draw more and then post, but I never did. So posting as it is.

[destroyndecay]

daryl being the best uncle <3

[meli-mouse]

none of them did anything wrong ever

[jujapaya]

Sometimes, a family is the king of Hollow Earth, an estranged ape child that got adopted, and an ancient Titan able to create the ice age. Also their entire army of apes.

[romance-rambles]

concept: in an alternate universe where the three princes arrive in rhodolite after emma leaves, five years after chevalier's coronation, silvio ricci—"mr. secretly a caring brother"—decides to take a stroll around the capital to clear his mind.

he's been trying to find valerio for ages, and he'd briefly thought that maybe his brother is still in rhodolite, but for whatever reason, he can't seem to get any leads. after making the questionable decision to drink, he ends up wandering into the bustling markets of the city.

a pair of brothers catches his gaze. the older one is buying the younger one a treat—and really, they can't be too old. silvio has had little interaction with kids, but he'd guess them to be around the early teens. and it makes him think of how he was never able to do anything like that for valerio.

naturally, in the middle of cursing his brother out, he happens to hear a vaguely familiar voice professing his love for some woman named emma. he has to rub his eyes to make sure he's seeing things right and—

yup, blonde hair, blue eyes. an earring. the face of a man he loathes, though not as much as his mother.

and in front of his kneeling self—

a clearly pregnant woman who looks on, with amusement glittering in her brown eyes as she gracefully accepts the offered rose. silvio thinks he might be going insane.

"emma" then proceeds to pull him up and the lady selling flowers giggles about how wonderful it is that they're so in love. the guy from the stall next door hollers about how, since it's rio, it's to be expected.

they leave and silvio does not follow them.

what silvio does do is go back to his room in the castle and punch the wall, unable to figure out how he should feel about the fact that valerio is married with a kid on the way. one thing's for sure though:

emidio must not know.

so, silvio packs up and leaves for benitoite, and in about two years, even those in rhodolite whisper about how the second prince attempted to commit treason—and admitted, in a fit of rage, that he was the one who sent valerio to die.

(for this, the king begrudgingly thanks silvio and offers to make him king. but silvio pretends he hasn't already found valerio and vows to find him.)

then, silvio returns to rhodolite.

and finds out that the child valerio's wife was carrying was their second child, after a brat who happens to be the splitting image of valerio overhears asking about "rio" and "emma".

this kid is nothing less than a blabbermouth. within thirty minutes, silvio's aware of his history and "rio"'s too. he knows that valerio's second born is a girl, that he's disappointed that neither of his two children look like his wife, and that they'll probably not stop at two kids. he knows that the kid's name is elliott, that he's named to match the first letter of his mom's name—it's the same for his sister, who is named rhys, after his dad.

and yet, despite the fact that being armed with this seemingly useless knowledge comorts him, he's too much of a coward to try and approach valerio. after all, emidio's dead. valerio seems happier than he ever was in the benitoite's court. isn't it selfish to drag valerio back solely for silvio's pride?

(a part of him is also jealous of elliot's long list of uncles, who he suspects to be rhodolite's princes—most frequent are nokto, yves, leon, clavis, and luke. sometimes, jin and licht. chevalier, surprisingly, does ask after him and rhys, but never visits. sariel keeps tabs on them, just in case)

so he runs before his sister-in-law arrives to take elliot home.

and rinse and repeat. days bleed into weeks and he's not keen about letting them bleed into months, even if he views elliott as a "second chance."

but he doesn't have to.

valerio comes to him.

apparently, he's seen silvio hanging around his son. his wife is delighted that elliott's made a friend, even if he is older than she'd hoped for, and also a bit concerned about silvio's identity, so she wanted to invite him to dinner.

unfortunately, elliott told rio about how silvio once told him to cherish and protect his sister. he said that he couldn't protect his brother from getting hurt, and that he hopes valerio is happy.

the names are what tipped rio off.

there was other identifying information too, but rio already had his memories. the names were all he needed.

you see, he'd started having an inkling of his identity when emma was belle. he'd been pouring over some texts about benitoite and he thought some of it felt strangely familiar. but he kept those thoughts hidden because he was afraid of letting emma know. it was when emidio was arrested that his memoried fully started coming back.

[we now take a brief intermission to talk about how rio married the love of his life:

emma, whilst fretting over her uncontrollable feelings, is looking at the "engagement ring". rio comes in, and for a moment, they simply stare at each other.

then rio correctly guesses that this is something he had on him before. emma confides in him that she thinks it's an engagement ring, which causes rio to realize why she would push him away.

he tells her that he has no interest in returning home. he wanted to die, after all. it's likely nothing was waiting for him. and, if it is an engagement ring, he probably bought it because he knew he'd be meeting the love of his life soon (this makes her hit him on the shoulder). rio thinks he likely wasn't engaged at all.

this causes emma to decide that she wants to be selfish, even if it means living with that kind of guilt.

the rest is history.]

rio: "i really don't want you to meet emma...what if you fall in love with her? she's so pretty, i can see it happening."

silvio: "huh? why would—"

rio: "...but i need someone to testify that i wasn't engaged before i lost my memories. i didn't have a lover either. my wife's been holding onto this misconception, so i want to clear it up immediately."

silvio takes it for the olive branch it is. everyone and their grandmothers know that he's been searching for valerio. it's really no surprise that rio would realize his intentions.

the next night, he joins rio and his family for dinner. silvio brings flowers for emma and gifts for each of the munchkins, and for rio, he shoves a bottle of wine at him. his reddened ears don't have the luxury of returning to normal because elliott starts pointing out how his ears are super red. they have an enjoyable dinner, after which emma reintroduces herself as his sister-in-law and they confirm that they'll hold off on telling elliott, like silvio wants them to.

silvio is a coward though, so he tells elliott on literally the last day of his stay in rhodolite. elliott makes him promise to come back soon, and rio and emma, who are there to pick elliott up, reveal that they might go visit silvio instead.

[this is because someone manages to spill silvio's secret to the king. which means rio would need to establish himself to better protect his family.]

[wylldebee]

One of my favourite thing about KND was how Father knew Numbah 1 was his nephew probably since the beginning and STILL decided to have beef with/throw hands at him

[strangerstilinski]

had a thought... like,, eddie gets out of hawkins. not far, probably, maybe indianapolis or chicago. but one day he gets a call that shatters his world- because wayne has passed unexpectedly (semi-unexpectedly, as he was a chain smoker and lived on a relatively poor diet of freezer meals for most of his life). eddie comes back to hawkins to settle things (selling the trailer, funeral arrangements, money transfer, outstanding bills, etc) only to find out that wayne changed his will somewhat recently to split his estate equally between eddie and.... wayne's girlfriend? who eddie has never met? and why the fuck would wayne not introduce eddie to his girlfriend if he loved her enough to change his goddamn will-?

eddie get's into town and turns out, it's pretty obvious why, when he pulls up to the trailer to find you. you're eddie's age for christ's sake. there was at least a thirty-year age gap between you and wayne. right off the bat eddie doesn't trust you.

but boy, you make it so hard to hate you. because you're so sweet and gentle, with such a big heart. and you offer to wash eddie's laundry while he's in town, and you're cooking him three square meals, and sending him off to visit his old friends with a casserole dish and tupperware full of goodies for dessert.

you're both mourning what a kind, beautiful soul wayne was. you're both heartbroken at the loss of him. and in that heartbreak you bond. neither one of you is quite willing to break the delicate balance, the sense of comfort and safety you've found in one another. it's wrong but it feels so right together-

something something- pining and angst, hurt and inevitable miscommunications abound. happy ending though! always.

[vero-niche]

i hope they reveal the trigun stargaze milly redesign soon so i can finally stop seeing people in the tag who never bothered to actually watch tristamp (or even just look it up) bitching about what they did to her every week

[trashyvanillabean]

Anyone else getting grumpy uncle and sporty / excited / sunshine niece vibes between Blade (the grumpy uncle) and Kiana (the excited niece)?

[ravenwriter16]

Greetings lords, ladies, non-binary nobles and all you other very lovely nobles! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Today, I shall be conducting an interview with a highly requested individual. It took some persuasion--,

Ivan: You kidnapped me--,

But he's here now! So no need to know who kidnapped who--,

Ivan: You did--,

Let's start this interview off with some introductions! Come on Ivan! Tell our lovely viewers your name.

Ivan: You are SO lucky I'm chained up right now...

If you do this for me, I'll pay you a hundred gold pieces--.

Ivan: My name is Ivan Eli Harknoght.

...Really? That's all it took? Gold?

Ivan: Do you know how expensive it is for good farm equipment? Meat? Utility Runes? Clothing? Imported Books--,

Okay! Okay, geez you made your point...

Ivan: What's the next damn question? I though you had a list?

I do! Just hold on...Alrighty. What are you?

Ivan: I'm an ogre. A pixie ogre to be exact--,

Pff! 'Pixie'? But you're so tall and HUGE! And you don't have...pfft, the glittering wings~.

Ivan: *Glares* My Ma was a pixie, my Pa was an ogre. Ogres are more dominate in the shuffling of traits.

So what pixie traits did you get from your mother?

Ivan: My eyes. Normally an ogre's eyes are purely black. My Ma gave them color instead. I'm also small than an average ogre my age.

And...how old are you?

Ivan: 94, why?

*Chokes on spit* Wow...uhm no reason! N-next question! Do you have any mana?

Ivan: Yeah. A bit of nature weaving. Another upside of being half pixie.

I also hear that you are a legendary weaponsmith. Is that true?

Ivan: *Shrugs* I make swords...and maces, hammers, throwing stars, lances--,

You don't have to list off everything you know--,

Ivan: You told me to answer your questions, I'm answering the fucking questions.

Heh, Ivan, you run a shop in the village called...well 'Shop'. What do you sell?

Ivan: Food. Books. And all kinds of shit.

Could you please not curse--,

Ivan: *Deadpans* You need to get your ears checked lass because I've been swearin' since the beginning of this fucking thing.

...Nevermind then...grumpy old man...

Ivan: *Brow twitches* What'd you say?

Nothing! Nothing! Next question! Did you have any past jobs?

Ivan: ...pass.

WHAT?! You can't pass!

Ivan: Why not?

Be...because people want to know!

Ivan: ...100 more gold pieces then I'll think about it.

50 more gold pieces and I don't keep you chained up in here for the next two weeks.

Ivan: ...

Well~?

Ivan: A knight...I was a Royal Knight for the old King. I got out before the Celestial Rising.

What made you leave?

Ivan: If you were there and saw the things I saw, you would've left too.

Hmm. Do you have any partners? Romantic ones I mean.

Ivan: *Scrunches up his nose* No.

Heh, okay! Last Question!

Ivan: About fucking--,

Watch it.

Ivan: *Rolls eyes*

So! Last question is a simple one. What are your feelings regarding a certain Exiled/Runaway Princess?

Ivan: Chipmunk? Why would people want to know about that?

Uhm, curiosity?

Ivan: *Grumbles* Well there's nothing I feel towards her! She's a lousy rentee, annoying beyond all get out, constantly nags me about MY affairs. I hate the way she messes with my garden by planting all those blasted vegetables and strawberry bushes. Then she has the nerve to work late and keep me up. Only coming back inside at midnight and walking around like a brain-dead dwarf! I always have to carry her back to her room!

That sounds--,

Ivan: On top of all of that! I have to tend to all her cuts and scrapes. I can never understand why she won't just give it a rest and take care of herself! She may be an adult, but she's still acts like such a brat!

Ivan? You--,

Ivan: I may not be human with a fucking pitiful lifespan but that doesn't mean I'll be around forever!

Ivan...

Ivan: She's gotta learn self-preservation! Otherwise she won't last a day. I already taught her some survival skills but--,

IVAN!

Ivan: What?!

Do you care for her?

Ivan: *looks away and huffs, a light green dusting his cheeks* Oh please! She's nothing more than a punk!

Then...why do you call her Chipmunk? Kind of sounds like an affectionate nickname to me~.

Ivan: That's ridiculous! I call her that because she's a rodent! Yes! A damn rodent who is fucking eating me out of house and home! And her cheeks puff out all cute like when she stuffs her fucking face like an animal!

I don't know Ivan. It sounds like you care about her.

Ivan: HA!

You do realize that people call you 'Uncle' Ivan? Including your little 'Chipmunk'?

Ivan: *Blinks* W...What are you going on about?

Her Highness thinks of you as her uncle.

Ivan: ...

...uhm.

Ivan: ...

Ivan? You good there?

*Ivan exp. has stopped working*

Ooooookay...Guess that's it for today.

Thank you everybody for tunning in! This was all made possible by your votes! If you want me to talk to another character, please feel free to let me know!

And! Thank you Ivan for joining us today!

*Reloading Ivan exp: 10% completed*

Eeeehhhh, I'm sure he'll be FINE! I hope all of you have a wonderful rest of your timezone!

Signing off for now!