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I'm surprised that there's a wave of people that don't like Caldarus' design. Personally I really like it and I think it fits his personality and backstory (that we know of so far) very well. Caldarus is a curious, contemplative and mysterious, regal dragon god. He's also been asleep for a very long time and has been weakened by something (or someone) in the past that we have yet to discover. Of course he is on the frail side, the dragon man's been through it and he needs rest!! So yes, I think Caldarus' design suits him wonderfully.
I've managed to unlock Caldarus and good lord he's just too precious 😭💞 I've been interacting with him for a while now and he reminds me a lot of Yuzuki from Story of Seasons- Trio of Towns, who is also the most precious little bean in the world
This made me chuckle, but I must wail and bemoan the missed alliteration opportunity. Could have went with something like, "Anger Against the Apparatus"
It's fun to think about how the townspeople would interact with Caldarus ~
Want to play some FOM so bad, but work has been kicking my butt this week.
Caldarus, I'm coming for you my sweet dragon prince, wait for me.
God damn, didn't have to wait long, did I?
Apologizing in advance for how feral I'm going to be once I see Vergil in the Devil May Cry Netflix show
Binged Castlevania Nocturne in two days and ngl it made me miss the hot mess that was Alucard, Trevor, and Sypha's fantastic little murder trio.
Apologizing in advance for how feral I'm going to be once I see Vergil in the Devil May Cry Netflix show
For those monster x reader story connoisseurs out there, I am genuinely curious about something.
In the stories you read, do you prefer the monster be more like an OC (i.e., a character that is named, has a more detailed physical description, and has a backstory and unique personality) or a more generic monster (similar to the reader character, who is nameless but has some surface level physical or personality descriptions)?
The Tea Witch ☕️✨
oh my gosh i loved your post “Thinking about a self conscious Nanami Kento following the Shibuya incident”!! i would LOVEE to read more parts if you don’t mind writing them!
Thank you, I appreciate it! I tend to be a sporadic writer when it comes to what inspires me and what I feel like writing, but I'll keep it in mind that you'd like to see more soft self-conscious Nanami. I don't blame you, he's so squishy ❤️
Lost some precious honk-shoo hours for this, but finally finished cleaning up the "Vash gets malewifed" meme.
Also threw in the other 2 animatics to have em on the art blog.
“What do you mean you’re afraid of heights?”
Your new husband stares at you in utter shock. His inhumanly large eyes round into saucers as he searches your face for answers.
“I didn’t think it would be a problem.” You admit with a shrug.
Your husband groans and hides his face in his clawed hands. The feathers that coat his body, long, black and elegant like a raven’s, rustle with each anxious shift of his body. He’s mumbling something under his breath, but you can’t make out what he’s saying.
“It’s…not a problem is it?”
Your own anxiety begins to swell. Surely something so insignificant as you being afraid of heights wouldn’t lead an annulment of this marriage. Not after everything you’ve sacrificed to make it to this village in the first place.
Your new husband sighs, returning his gaze to yours. His expression softens, he’s heard the fear in your voice and despite being little more than a stranger to you, he wants to help. Slowly, he reaches over to gently brush a talon along your cheek. His touch is kind and warm.
“Not to me. I think you’re lovely the way you are. But…it could prove to be a problem to the consummation of our marriage.”
“How?”
“In my culture, partners mate for life and consummating a marriage is taken very seriously.”
He raises his arms, gesturing as he explains.
“We do this by taking flight into the sky together, saying our vows to no one but each other, and then dropping back down to the earth. Sort of like a trust fall but with much more dire consequences should either party fail.”
You swallow down the nervous ball forming in your throat.
“But, I’m a human. I can’t fly.”
Your humanoid, feathery husband smiles tenderly.
“I would carry you, and I promise that I’d never let you fall. But you will have to stay calm during the ceremony. Any sign of doubt or fear is equated to doubt in your partner. Then the marriage will be null and void.”
You’re silent as you digest his words. To overcome your lifetime fear of heights just like that is a tall order, but you’ve come much too far to give up.
Now the real question is…can you trust him?
Care for a drink?
so I make mmvs for fun now and I just finished my second one (this one Witch Hat Atelier, the first was dungeon meshi) and thought I'd commemorate it by making some gifs of some of the video moments \o/ Full video: https://youtu.be/GNINFn8ssOg
Happy birthday to the most creature ever
Thinking about a self conscious Nanami Kento following the Shibuya incident he made it out alive okay, good men don't perish in this house
pairing: nanami kento x f!reader cw: body image issues, angst, hurt/comfort
Nanami looks at himself in the mirror and studies his disfigured flesh with thinly veiled disdain. His stomach churns as his gaze follows the ugly, reddish grooves that twist and mar half of his face. The macabre view of his teeth as a result of the tearing to his right lip is no pretty sight either. Nanami certainly never believed himself to be an exceptionally handsome man before all this...but now...
He finds it difficult to face you, knowing that every time the two of you go out in public together, people stare. Of course, you've reassured Nanami countless times that it doesn't bother you in the slightest and that he shouldn't be ashamed, but being the conscientious man that he is, Nanami can't help but worry that he's becoming a burden to you.
The whispers of the people that pass you by certainly don't ease those anxieties in the slightest.
"What happened to his face?"
"Look, he's wearing an eye patch. How weird."
"Why's a cutie like her hanging out with that ugly mug?"
"You can see his teeth! Gross!"
"She must be a gold digger. No way anyone would willingly date someone who looks like that."
Each of those callous remarks, especially those that question your character, feel like a ruthless punch to the gut. You furiously defend him of course--everything short of spitting venom at the people who've uttered such cruel words--but Nanami knows that he's dragging you down. He knows that he's selfishly ostracizing you from the rest of society by staying by your side. He knows it's not fair to you. It isn't right to subjugate you to all this...
If he were a better man, Nanami would have cut ties with you long ago.
"Kento..."
He feels your arms wrap around his waist from behind. You've caught him staring in the mirror again, and at three in the morning no less. Nanami can't help but feel utterly ashamed.
"I'm sorry, love. Did I wake you?"
He feels you shake your head back and forth against his back, the warmth of your body, so recently bundled up beneath the covers, seeps through his t-shirt. It's calming, just like your touch.
"Do you mind turning around for me?"
Incapable of ever denying you, Nanami does as you wish. He turns to face you, too tired to try and hide his melancholic expression (not that you wouldn't have seen through his thinly veiled facade anyway). Your own expression doesn't waver as you look at him. In your eyes Nanami sees neither disgust nor pity nor anger. Instead Nanami sees what he always sees--love.
"I love you," You say, as if it were the most matter of fact thing in the world. "Every day when I wake up in the morning and see your sleeping face next to mine, I feel so incredibly grateful that I can hardly breathe."
Your hands rise up, reaching forward to gently cup Nanami's face. He winces slightly at your touch, his scared tissue is still sensitive, but he doesn't pull away. He doesn't think he ever could.
"Kento, I know that adjusting to these scars--both the ones on the surface and the ones inside--hasn't been easy. I know that there will be bad days,"
Your thumbs tenderly caress Nanami's cheek, tracing the bones that now protrude there thanks to the weight he'd lost. He realizes that he should be feeling self-conscious right now, with how close you are to the ugly parts of him, but he doesn't. Not when you're looking at him like he'd just hung the moon and stars.
"Nanami Kento, you are stuck with me. I'm going to stand by you, through the good and the bad. Through all of it. That's what people who love each other do."
You smile at him and Nanami's chest tightens to the point of pain, breath catching harshly in his throat as his vision begins to swim. It comes crashing down in waves, all the doubt and all the pain he'd held inside. He can't hold himself up anymore and Nanami slumps against you, burying his face into your shoulder as he lets the tears silently flow.
And like always, you hold him.
Step 1: Make tea
Step 2: Forget you made tea
Step 3: Pour cold, forgotten tea into ice trays
Step 4: Make tea
Step 5: Forget you made tea
Step 6: Put tea ice cubes into forgotten tea creating Iced Tea Squared
Step 7: Clip through the Dimensional Wall. Humanity was never meant to wield this power.
They hate love each other, Eva witnessed it
Nanami Kento is a man of honest practicality. He's never been one to dabble in fawning or flattery, preferring instead to speak his thoughts candidly. Those who know Nanami professionally, would never have imagined in their wildest dreams that he was capable of buttery sweet talk. That is until one of those said coworkers snuck a peek at the birthday card Nanami had written for you on his desk.
You see, despite his stern, no nonsense exterior, Nanami Kento loves to shower you with doting words of affection. In fact, he'll take every opportunity he can get.
Whispering sweet nothings into your ear as you doze off in his arms on movie nights, hiding cheesy little post-it notes in your lunch to remind you how wonderful you are, murmuring how much he loves you against your kiss-chapped lips, cheering you up with soft praise and even softer touches after a particularly rough day at work...
Indeed, Nanami Kento may not be a man who is confident in his honeyed words, but for you he'll always endeavour to try. He'll coat you in them, envelop your each and every insecurity in lavish sweetness in the hopes that one day, you'll finally see what he sees when he looks at you.
I maaay have started a new sketchbook that is solely dedicated to trigun fanarts and redraws because I'm just so very normal like that
some photos under the cut ⏬️
If you're interested in materials used: acrylic markers arrrtx, micron liners, just a tad of watercolor pencils here and there
redraw of a nightow's original ⏬️
Fictional otome man: is an emotional brick wall, probably super dangerous on the side, can be grumpy on a good day, acts like he's indifferent, plays it cool even when he's given a scrap of affection, has those tiny little moments when he breaks...
Me:
