Hi! Im The Person Who Requested The Ghost Headcanons And I Really Enjoyed Them! :)

Hi! I’m the person who requested the ghost headcanons and I really enjoyed them! :)

Thus I’ve returned... and I shall target the archons next! /j

(Note: Reader is not part of the seven)

One day, a mysterious creature is discovered near the borders of their nation. It doesn’t seem to possess ill intent nor predatory instincts. In fact, it hardly displays any distrusting behaviors. Of course, due to the intriguing circumstances, Traveller, reader, and the respective archon decide to pay a visit.

Strangely, as soon as a tiny glimpse of reader appeared, the creature flocked to them like a life force. The Traveller watched amusedly while it circled reader like a moon, bubbling joyfully as it did.

“It’s happy to know its god is here.” The Traveller states, smiling lightheartedly.

Aw, that’s cute- wait WHAT?

• Divine Not Forgotten •

AHHHHHHHHHHH your starters are so 💙👌 I should really start calling you by a specific alias 🤔. With instances of Dvalin Azhdaha and the salt God I love the room for creativity in between since there used to be a great amount of gods pre archon war (at least that how I understood it). The question of how the reader is still roaming will be left vague :]. Not gonna lie this is probably my favorite request that I've written for among all other reqs so this was definitely a treat ^ ^.

When you're reunited with a being who knew you once:

The winds carried a different scent one day, it wasn’t any special occasion either so the sudden shift in composition among the zephyr urged the Knights of Favonius to ask the Honorary Knight to investigate the location of the change, along the way they bumped into you and Venti.

They met you not long after their heroic acts in the City of Freedom, you were spotted idling along the small ruins that were scattered at Stormbearer Mountains, you weren’t like the bard they came to know rather, it’d be more correct to compare you to Boreas yet you weren’t part of the four winds were you? 

Regardless, they deemed you no immediate threat and agreed to keep your divinity a secret. After all you were a peaceful resident of Springvale occasionally helping with managing what was claimed after the villagers’ hunts. You were one of the few who knew how to properly send off a soul who passed away.

A deity of crossing, it's been so long since you’ve been to a place that you once dwelled as a figurehead. A revered being who guided fallen stars between the planes of life and death. And now here you were in another set of old Ruins being smothered by a rather energetic creature with fur softer than dandelion and antlers as bright as ivory yet one can’t call it a deer exactly.

“Well hunters usually meet their end in forests and the likes, I guess the critter followed you back then on certain nights. The perilous war forced you out of your usual abode!- and so did they, but only now did you meet each other on the road~”

Venti’s hypothesis felt fictitious coming from him and his delivery but the line of events makes sense to you. Noticing your confused expression the furred creature nuzzled its face on your cheek, simply excited to finally reunite with their god after so many years of endless searching.

The look on its face didn’t go unnoticed by the golden haired traveler and the Bard, even Paimon felt soft towards the scene sensing the ease in tension on your expression after it finally sank in that you finally found someone who remembered you or who you once were.

It never left your arms that day, after some discussion with Lisa they permitted you to keep the creature in your care. Every now and then you two would trek the Whispering Woods with no one but the gentle breeze to accompany your group.

The people in Springvale eventually warmed up to the critter especially after seeing how enthusiastic it was with assisting around their quaint village. It somehow knew the affection you held for the people here regardless of whether they worshiped you on a pedestal or gave you genuine gratitude for your presence there.

Wherever you go, they’ll follow. Whatever you wished for, they prayed for it to, as long the winds keep them near you then they couldn’t ask for more whether it's through a storm or a passage of breeze,

Liyue was vast, that was something everyone can’t deny. And as vast as it was, so were the divine that once roamed its terrains. Despite the landscape, the adepti had no problem monitoring every nook and cranny there was to the nation of contracts.

You, however, didn’t expect the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor consultant to seek you out at Guyun stone forest, the hypocritical gentleman exposing your divinity when he himself was keeping himself under wraps, but since it was Liyue’s hero and savior with him you had minimal complaints.

Just what urged you to agree to come was beyond you, then again intuition played a prominent principle in this geo ruled nation so perhaps deep down you just knew that you were to gain something on this trip to Lingju Pass. It goes to show how close you were to bodies of water.

A deity of Tranquility one can say, yet in the aftermath of the war you chose to make residence in another god’s tomb. Water had always made you feel at home and the people who once seeked water as a projection for peace were your former followers. Your trip down memory lane came to a halt when you felt your cheek partially splashed with water droplets from a creature swimming mid air surrounding you as if there was an invisible river around you.

“Liyue houses many beings, each rightfully roaming down a path of their choosing. Yet some refrain from carelessly wandering without their guide… it seems you helped this little one out of its stagnant routine.”

Zhongli’s comment barely registered due to the fish-like creature occupying your attention and hearing. It excitingly tried manifesting hydro images as if trying to explain and validate its enthusiasm to see you, its former god before ruins occupied this area.

You couldn’t call yourself lonely, but you couldn’t deny how the creature’s presence momentarily pulled you back to the time when you calmly walked along the moist pathways leading wanderers who seeked peace away from the scarily ambitious citizens that resided dead center of this rocky nation.

The traveler was aware of your pride, and they admit that it was something they had to learn to get used to everytime you two crossed paths at the stone forest south of the ruined mining village. But witnessing the rather humane affection tour gaze held towards the water borne creature nudged their opinion of you into a better light.

Nowadays, whenever ships or boats passed by where Osial laid forcefully to rest, they'd hear the faint splashes of water on the intricate land forms, yet they weren't like the ones made by hydro abyss mages, it was always accompanied by faint subtle fits of laughter you can't keep to yourself.

Amused by the creature's antics as it slowly reunemerated the history, your forgotten history, as a divine that made an impact on the few people you led. Water contained memory, but the creature was more than willing to create even more memories to come, ones with you in them.

The archipelago nation had no trouble following a strict code of authority especially considering just how many supernatural beings resided here. The nation of eternity was rich in diversity concerning creatures but seldom ever needed the personal attention of the current Archon of Electro.

The series of cases in relation to the Sakura ley lines had finally settled, Raiden personally made rounds in the nation to see that all is well, perhaps this was the right call for the next thing they knew she had asked the Traveler to call for your presence from Byakko Plain. Just why exactly well-

An avian like creature arose from its century long slumber, causing a ruckus in a specific area near Chinju forest. Raiden deduced that it was awoken by some presence and knowing who used to be revered around these parts- it may have been disturbed from its sleep after sensing a ley line memory of your former visage during the rifthound cases.

Traveler finally arrived with you in tow, a deity of Navigation left to flee from this secretive forest of mist. Your footsteps along the dried leaves had already caught the attention of the luminous avian like creature, its restless nature slowly inducing into great thrill. Circling your figure ever so happily as it then perched itself on your hand, it's elongated tail reaching to your knee level.

"It must've taken refuge here after the great disaster fell on Inazuma... you, I assumed was its patron. I have a feeling that they're the sole remainder of your lost brethren that gave guidance amidst this plane. As thick as the mist is, it didn't stop it sensing the leaked memories that had spread recently."

You've only ever heard of the accidents from marching Tenryou soldiers that passed by your current residence. You left so abruptly that time that you never even had time to grieve those you weren't able to bring with you, your final order having been to evade whatever dark force plagued the thunderous land.

But this creature resting on your calloused hand didn't seem to hold any sort of grudge towards your melancholic self, in fact it seemed more relieved that you're here the day it snapped out its otherwise eternal slumber.

Byakko Plain earned itself another creature to watch over their crops, whenever unwanted beings from the abyss dared step foot on the perimeter of the village, a flight of shadow immediately flocks to notify you to which you'd go and handle the unwanted guests yourself.

The villagers felt your significant change in demeanor, it wasn't something they can vocally describe but there was a sudden glint in your eyes that felt contagious to the residents, and each of them grew a fondness for your new companion. They may not know your godly background but you offered a guiding light through the storms of the nation of eternity.

The Shogun learned of yet another type of eternity, the relationship one keeps close despite the whereabouts of the other party.. this, was most likely the eternity Makoto felt when she laid in wait for her inner self to finally realize the truth.

It's here 😨🥶🕊

The amount of moral pride I threw out the window/LHJ this was a Chaotic ride I've had the pleasure of partaking in thank you once again Sherbet-senpai for having me on this I hope my 2 years of tako bashing proved useful 🙏

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The Ashengrotto Family Theory

  So you thought this was the last you’d see of Sherbet Shark’s crazed rambles HAHA. You assumed wrong, but now, I have other friends to help me, @rrasado, @hey-its-cweepy, hence the tiny squid in the right-hand corner and @luvielle

   This post is mainly speculation and, again, a theory. We do not intend these mad rambles to be seen as canon by fellow fans or content creators; these are just us brainstorming. By making this post, we have no intention to create hate for the yet-to-be-introduced side characters, mainly Azul’s parental roles (Mother, Father, and Step-father) and Azul’s Grandma. Again this is speculation and theories we concluded.  You can discuss this with us on our respective Tumblr blogs about this theory.

Tagging: @pianostarinwonderland​ here’s the family theory- 

Sources Used: twist-archive’s Azul birthday story, Jade and Floyd Leech’s various card stories and chats, Spoilers for Floyd’s Birthday Boy Card, The Little Mermaid (lore), The Little Mermaid 2: Return to the Sea (lore), and The Little Mermaid 3: Ariel’s Beginnings (lore), Encanto (lore), The Little Mermaid by Christian Hans Anderson, Chapter Three information, Eng Twist and JPN Twist.

Trigger Warnings: Spoilers for Chapter Three, Speculation, Azul’s Birthday Card spoilers, Divorce (Azul’s Mom and father), Speculated familial pressure, Speculated cheating, Speculated Generational Abuse (Azul’s Grandma to Azul’s Mom), Speculated Azul’s Mom’s low-self esteem, Speculated brutal living of Northern Coral Sea, Speculated overfeeding and Speculated Parental Negligence

Word Count: 3.8k

While this following theory is not as concrete as my previous collaborative theory, we (Rras and I) still found it highly intriguing to theorize about the possible family dynamics and respective histories of Ashengrotto family members and their personalities. As of 2020 and onward, the JPN and the original version of Twisted Wonderland released the “Birthday Boy” cards and expanded on the Twist boy’s lore of their respective homelands and their families. These are ideas of what Azul’s Mother and his grandmother are like personality-wise and a wide variety of options we had developed in our discord server.

Keep reading

Just to spice things up 👀

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What relationship does your oc have? || Twisted Wonderland Ver.

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Hi hi! I really love your writing and I'd like to make a request! I'd really love to see something for Mammon x MC based on the song The Joker and the Queen by Ed Sheeran. Something like a fic or mini fic would be great but since I didn't see anything of that type mentioned in your rules, it could be whatever format you feel most comfortable with.

• Love's Royal Flush •

My first requested Fic it seems 👀, I wasn't aware this song existed and the lyrics have me folded they're so HNGG- Mammon we love you 😭. I'm taking a very big leap of faith for this by writing it in an Au setting? Think of it similarly as the Cardverse from Hetalia n.n, I assumed this was meant to be a romantic req since the song leans more on it? Do tell if it's a misunderstanding anon-san hhh-

Reader is referred as the Queen but is still Gender neutral!

They say a monarch of your standing must be admirable, some portray you as someone meant to be swayed over in hopes of swaying the power you possess. The vast majority look up to you in reverence with the hidden pity for your position. If there's one thing everyone can agree on, it's that you're unreachable in one sense or another. Even the joker of the court couldn't help but to agree every time his gaze lingers on your form across the checkered hall.

In the court, there's no such thing as names, all they need is your position and they'd know just how to treat you. The King and Queens of old remain on a glorified pedestal that leads every suit into a prosperous tomorrow, the Jacks will always be there to support the two leading monarchs whether out of their own admiration or desire to upvote their power. So on it went from nines to threes until it reached the Ace, a last resort of power deemed the hidden weapon of all four suits. Mammon had almost forgotten his own name bestowed by the wretched being who casted him and his brothers to divide, they all managed to settle as one courtier among the four suits, even if it meant almost losing ties with them...after all who'd believe him when he'd say that the king of Diamonds was his older brother? Or if he revealed how the Jack of Hearts was his younger 5th sibling? Of course not, especially when he was casted out of the four existing suits as a wild card… a joker never belonging to any faction whatsoever.

His position was both a blessing and a curse, a gathering was held where all were welcomed to attend no matter the suit etched on your skin, thus he dragged his miserable self onwards where he'd soon meet you for the first time. You weren't as eye-catching as the other monarchs present, one could say you were on the humble side of the spectrum. And yet you held an air of composed elegance he can compare to preserved raw gold, unpolished to the world's standard yet value higher than most would think.

As a joker he decided to approach you, facade that of an Ace utilizing his ability to temporarily fit into a position just to reach you without tainting your reputation. That night was unforgettable for both, the lonely queen you stood as was eased when the white haired man shared a lighthearted conversation dispersing your worries. You could faintly tell he wasn't what he was letting on, but you didn't have the heart to tell him not when he was doing more good than bad in shamelessly talking you up. His eyes never held the selfish intent of getting you, that's something you felt only he can give. That night was what began your finicky relationship.

The next was when business affairs among the factions became highly dense with work, day in and day out you went back and forth in the grand palace with no king to lead so everything laid in your hand. You were never one to simply accept affections from past monarchs who sent lavish gifts as if you were something to be bribed for. On a full moon night a tap on your window snapped you out your paperwork, had it been an assassin they would've took the opportunity to slice your nape when you opened the window to look down but instead you were met with a comforting pair of blue eyes that seemed to look more vibrant under the silver moonlight, faintly tinting your office with an ethereal glow. Mammon briskly jumped in ready to blurt out his excuse only to see your fatigued expression. 

"Oi..they say you higher ups are supposed to be geniuses right?- the hell are you overworking then!" 

You've heard that phrase from your advisers but when he said it, you felt a twinge of guilt most especially when he suddenly took half of the stack of documents off your ebony desk. With his speed- you thought he meant to steal them but then he turned on his heel to plop on the guest seat, dropping the papers on the miniature table soon hunching himself.

"If I didn't know any better the great Mammon would think you wanted to be indebted to me!"

His statement was just something to mask his sudden motivation to aid you, your expression in his peripheral vision before grunting and beginning to ease up the tax reports you were working on earlier. Your gratitude was kept in silence for now, settling down as you both wiped out your workload for the week. Just for tonight he'll act like those helpful Jacks who gave aid to the higher ups, like the pompous duchies who wanted to be in your favor for the sake of your position. He was successful in his mission, for his presence was what kept you going through the heavy work you were tasked with.

The morning after that, you awoke to a hastily written note on your bedside, desk pristine and carrying what looked to be a fading gold brooch attached with black and blue tassels. The piece of accessory not needing a tag for you to know just who it was from. From then on the joker of every court began to be more close to you ranging from sneaking in to "coincidentally" bumping into you whenever you're tasked to survey the countryside. Even your current court began to see the change in your moods, you were more bright than before as if the raw unpolished gold had begun to take form and smith into something more.

Yet despite the positive outcome your change of attitude became the powder keg for other court factions to try and whisk your hand with their kings. Someone of your talent and caliber could be singlehandedly be one of the greatest assets there is to claim and the kings that came sending their "sincere" regards agreed. Some wanted you, others wanted your abilities, and the twisted simply wish for an ornamental accessory to make themselves look better. At first this was all bearable thanks to the white haired Joker's company but overtime mammon's presence became less and less. For what reason you weren't sure- but the pessimistic part of you thought he's grown tired of interacting with you...and who wouldn't? 

Overwhelmed with all this the Queen you stood as had become a tired mess behind closed doors, ordering for your personal garden to be closed off and not let a single person in. Whether you loved flora or just the solitary comfort that came with venturing on your own among the trimmed green hedges it didn't matter. Amidst your self dwelling muffled thuds could be heard from the other side of the hedge, worried it was an intruder you rushed to leave the garden with nothing but the setting sun giving you its final rays of light as guidance. The fear that ran through your heart when a hand grasped your wrist made it all the more urgent for you to rush along, but your panic finally dwindled away when you heard his voice.

"G-gAH- Hold it will you!- your lackeys wouldn't let me in at the entrance and I had t-"

Not thinking it through a tight embrace engulfed Mammon's visage. He lost his fragile composure after feeling your arms bring warmth to his admittedly cold skin, likely the effect of freshly fleeing from the territory of Diamond up north. With your face buried into the crook of his neck he let his chin rest on top of your head, shakily returning your warm hug before shuddering a sigh.

"You...ya miss the great Mammon huh.." 

Miss him? Oh you did- but where had he been? You weren't sure whether to feel upset or sad that he was right and that he may have had a significant effect on you-

"Y-y'know you seem real lonely for someone who...just had a heck ton of goods gifted by that King down west…"

You didn't even want to remember it, the expensive gifts were just a reminder of your current problem and your sudden shift in expression led mammon to blunder out another topic to distract you. Amidst his broken ramble you had to stop him… your face entailing how done you were from everything, explaining your end which was met with an evident guilt on mammon's facial features.

"H...if I just had the damn sources I'd…" he'd what?

Mammon's spunky attitude finally broke down just as you did, gulping harshly before looking away as if the rosebuds were now much more interesting. He felt weak, you were his source of liveliness when he was purged as an ostracized courtier meant to only amuse and mask as other positions for the benefit of the people. You made him feel more alive with your past encounters, he may not admit it outloud but your presence alone made him feel...greedy, greedy for your touch, greedy for your attention and greedy for your affection that he subconsciously hoped to one day be romantic. 

"I didn't.. look I was a moron for leaving you for too long an- when I saw those fancy bastards sendin' hoards of stuff for your hand I…" 

Mammon didn't even realize his hand clenching tighter into a fist, balled into holding back any other outburst but he still trudged forward, he's already opened this scar so might as well let himself unravel before you...not like he can salvage himself at this rate.

"You didn't need me, you shouldn't need me even if I needed you- you ain't something I can whisk away not when ya have all this going on for you… and it's frustrating to know that I can only be a quick fix when ya deserve a long term aid, something I'm far from bein'. I'm a pathetic joke and you're—"

His face contorted into one of extreme conflict, fighting back the urge to cuss himself out after just...basically admitting what he's been keeping at bay for your sake. He shot back a look when you suddenly gripped the sides of his arms, head tilted downwards yet he can faintly tell the equally hurt expression you made.

"You blind fool why do you think I never lock my window, why do you think I never wear anything on my neck besides that brooch you left, why do you think I never gave an answer to those other kings even when they'd offer mines and empires for a new partner- you really don't get it?"

Breathing ragged and hitched for mammon he caught you before you could stumble forward. Not once did he let you go again, as the confession between you two ensued without the need to say those three words he's been yearning to proclaim to you and you alone. 

"D-dammit you really have a way with this- only you could do this to me"

His voice cracked but he didn't care, Mammon bit down on his lip to stifle a dry chuckle after receiving your figure into his arms, this time a tighter embrace closed by his lips on yours, cupping your face with a calloused hand finally grasping the gold he's been waiting to call as his. It only deepened with your hand behind the back of his head making sure to savor and satiate the longing you two shared.

Mammon had always considered himself an unlucky man, but as much as he stayed down the ranks he finally felt victorious in your hold, the queen taking in the joker as their own...someone who managed to pull a royal flush with their desire, he may be a joker but you'd choose him over kings anyday, a higher regard for your heart to cherish.

A/N I've, never written Mammon fic wise so I honestly have no idea how to portray him without over doing the damned greedy bastard trope 😭.

Obey me: Dishing out what Simeon really did

Twst: Ignihyde Arc wrap up

Genshin: Xiao angst next patch

Us: 💀💀💀

what sketchbook do you use? is it the limelight brand it looks familiar

Before I answer I want you all to bare with me because this was just a generic brand from SM (bought it at SM north edsa to be specific) their stationary department is nice but the branding is questionable on my end- I saw it on the shelf and it was a cheaper alternative to Limelight (which was what I first intended to buy but they were out of stock of the blank ones TwT)

So behold:

Never seen the word therapy so yassified- but yes this- I think it's almost the same GSM as Limelight(?) It does bleed with alcohol markers but it holds water based markers just fine. Not much feathering from fineliners to.

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