Imagine that, on the rare occasions Lake is stressed or angry, he temporarily reverts to his Maou!Lake personality until he’s pacified.
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Imagine that, on the rare occasions Lake is stressed or angry, he temporarily reverts to his Maou!Lake personality until he’s pacified.
Imagine that, before Alba wakes up on Saint Patrick’s Day, Ros sneaks into his room via Ruki’s gate magic and steals anything green Alba has to wear. When Alba goes to get dressed, he’s puzzled at the fact that some of his clothes are missing, including his usual green shorts, but doesn’t think much of it. He just picks out something else and walks out the door — straight into a pinching onslaught by Ros and Ruki, with Crea recording the whole thing.
If you tend to wear a different color in your country, just imagine the above scenario with your color.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day everyone!
Imagine that Alba is excited for his birthday and eagerly awaits well wishes all day. For some strange reason though, no one wishes him a happy birthday or even says anything. Alba considers asking Ros or Ruki if they even remembered, but feels too awkward/anxious about the possibility of a negative answer. Thus, Alba goes through the day depressed that his friends seem to have forgotten. Until at least, he arrives home and is literally bombarded with birthday wishes and presents the moment he walks through the door. It turns out they had been planning a surprise party for a week.
Imagine Ruki, Alba, Ros, and Crea going shopping for clothes for the upcoming castle ball and they get matching dress and tie colors. Ros also has to keep Crea from purchasing outrageous outfits of vibrant colors.
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Senyuu. Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Elf November/Alf Parkinton Characters: Elf November, Alf Parkinton Additional Tags: Modern AU, Drabble, One Shot Summary:
Based on a text post from Tumblr.
Elf November has landed himself in the hospital after conducting one of his crazy experiments and is so bored he could ram his head into the wall.
The only bright side? A nurse by the name of Alf Parkington.
Loooooong time no see everyone. Honestly, I feel like such a neglectful parent, not posting anything since around Christmas. But inspiration and creativity have continued to elude me these past few weeks. I haven’t even come up with any good imagine scenarios!
This piece was a short drabble I've been meaning to write for quite a while. I had hoped that writing it now would help get some creativity going again, and motivate me to actually get my butt in gear and push the two fanfics I have on the backburner out of the planning stages.
-Royal Soldier Nua
psst, there's no april 31st! unless that's the joke :P
Whoops! Ahahaha….probably happened because my brain is severely fried from the past few weeks. I’ll just go fix that now…
*hides face in embarrassment*
-Royal Soldier Nua
psst, there's no april 31st! unless that's the joke :P
Imagine the first Christmases of all our beloved Senyuu characters.
Imagine Elf, just eight months old tearing gleefully into shining wrapping paper, scattering the pieces everywhere. Imagine Elf more interested in playing with the paper and making a huge mess than his new toys.
Imagine Alf, a month younger than his eventual best friend, slowly and methodically as a baby can removing the wrapping on his presents. Imagine him admiring the presents for a few minutes before crawling back over to his parents for cuddles, clutching one of his favorites in his hand.
Imagine Alba, at nine months old, happily reveling in the atmosphere and proudly showing his presents to his parents, handing them to the adults as though to share them and silently ask his parents to play with him.
Imagine Ros, seven months old, preferring to smack his father and the three year old Crea with the presents as they are handed to him rather than unwrap them. Rchimedes and Crea end up being the ones to remove the wrapping paper and are then hit with the newly revealed toys. However, Ros stops after a minute and crawls into his father’s lap, finally playing with them like they were intended.
Imagine Crea, at eight months old, with the brightest infectious grin you’ve ever seen on a child, helping his parents to unwrap their presents and presenting them to their owners. To his parents’ amusement, Crea is more interested in giving them their presents than opening his own.
Imagine Ares, just shy of two months old, cooing and babbling in her mother’s lap as her parent’s open her presents and hand them to her. One of her presents is a squeaky hammer that she instinctively grips in her hand, and, to her parents’ surprise, delightedly bangs it against everything around her.
Imagine nine month-old Hime, confusing her mother by only glancing at the floor covered in presents and continuing to look around the room. Finally, her mother understands when she hears her infant daughter say, “Papa?” He was once again absent.
Imagine nearly six month-old Foy-Foy, aggressively teething everything given to him, whether it’s unwrapped or not. He ends up ‘unwrapping’ most of his gifts with his emerging teeth and having his parents pull bits of paper and ribbon from his mouth before he swallows them. Finally they just hand him a candy cane and open the rest for him.
Imagine Ruki at four months old, eagerly reaching for the shiny, colorful toys that her parents are handing to her, squealing in delight at the sounds some of them make. She ends up engrossed in play and starts to cry the moment her mother or father tries to pull her out of her ring of new toys.
Imagine Rchimedes II, still trying to organize the demon world, exhausted from his efforts and in need of a break. He decides to pop over to the human world, not realizing that it is Christmas. He sees the decorations and hears cheery “Merry Christmas!”s from strangers. Curious, he asks a bystander what this holiday is and learns about Christmas in detail from them. The idea of a holiday dedicated to family and generosity brings a smile to his face. The Second decides to introduce it to the demon world as soon as possible.
Before anyone asks, no I have no idea when Alf’s birthday is because Haruhara has never mentioned it. I just head cannon Alf’s birthday as April 30th to mark the end of the month in contrast to Elf’s being the beginning of the month.
And yes, I did actually look up all of their birthdays and calculate their ages for their first Christmases. Babies develop remarkably fast before they’re a year old, what they can and can’t do varies a lot from month to month and I wanted to be accurate.
Merry Christmas everyone! Or, if you celebrate something else, Happy Chrismahaunnaqwanzika! That should cover all my bases right?
-Royal Soldier Nua
at one point there was already a fad with senyuu characters being drawn in the style of new characters being confirmed for smash, haha
Oh, why am I not surprised!
–Hero no.18
Imagine Ros being confirmed for Smash.
This is a question that probably doesn't have a (known) answer but from my observation I think Ros was very much a sword most of the time so the question is: Do swords age? (At the same rate as a human (which would be probably not)
I know that if a sword has cared maintenance it can last forever, like family heirlooms and such last for generations.
–Hero no.18
I know your blog name is imagine senyuu but can Ross even be a senior citizen? He's literally 1000+ years old and idk if him being sealed away for a couple hundred years stops him from aging.
From what little I know, I’ve come to think that the Dimensional Rift doesn’t distort the aging process but just distorts time. In the DR you could be 21 years old, but the second you leave, your body continues aging from where it left off.
So the DR affects the external time around you, but not the internal time of your aging body clock. Does that make sense?
Does anyone have a better idea?
–Hero no.18
From what I understand, time simply flows differently between the dimensional rift and the other dimensions. That’s why Ros asked how many years had passed for Alba when only a few minutes had passed for him when he returned in Part 2. Have any of you watched Dragon Ball Z? They had a similar concept with a training room where time passed at a much faster rate, so they could get in a whole years worth of training within a small timeframe.
He would still age at a normal rate within the rift, it’s just that time itself is passing at a different rate. So, no, he is not actually 1000+ years old, it’s just that 1000 years passed outside of the rift. Within the rift, he was probably only sealed for a handful of months or years.
-Royal Soldier Nua
I know your blog name is imagine senyuu but can Ross even be a senior citizen? He's literally 1000+ years old and idk if him being sealed away for a couple hundred years stops him from aging.
From what little I know, I’ve come to think that the Dimensional Rift doesn’t distort the aging process but just distorts time. In the DR you could be 21 years old, but the second you leave, your body continues aging from where it left off.
So the DR affects the external time around you, but not the internal time of your aging body clock. Does that make sense?
Does anyone have a better idea?
–Hero no.18
Imagine Ros as a senior citizen, gleefully abusing his elderly status to get away with all of the shit he pulls. Claiming he forgot his hearing aid(he doesn’t need one), claiming he has a bad memory(he doesn’t), claiming he has bad eyesight(he doesn’t), claiming he’s too frail to take on a monster(he definitely isn’t).
Just imagine Ros playing up the “Screw politeness, I’m a senior” trope.
Imagine that when Elf goes into his “beserk” mode(when he has black sclera and white irises) Alf acts as his anger management support system. He takes him by the arm, tells him to breathe, walks him around, gives him an Alba plushie to squeeze. He even keeps track of how many days Elf has gone “beserk” free and puts a gold star sticker or an Alba sticker on the calendar every day he goes without a incident.
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I’m baaaack~ and this time with a piece centered around Salt and Lake! Gotta change things up every once in a while you know? As much as I am utter RosAl trash, I know there are other fans out there who want to see more than RosAl fanfiction.
Don’t go into this thinking it’s going be a lighthearted comedy like the werewolf AU I posted before. This is not a happy story. If I don’t get called a horrible person at least once for this I will disappointed.
On another note, since I’m not even sure where I stand on the SaltLake ship, let alone the rest of the fandom, I wanted to write this with their relationship open to interpretation.
I was also planning a more overtly Elf/Alf piece for Halloween, but it’s more likely that it will be posted weeeelllll after. I still have to fully flesh out my idea and there are other, far more important, things I need to be working on. Ugh, real life.
Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this piece(which honestly took far longer than it should have). Happy Halloween everyone!
-Royal Soldier Nua
Imagine the gang goes out for Halloween to a crowded city/market square and Alba does wear that Where’s W*ldo suit and they eventually all wind up separated. Ros manages to find Crea and Ruki no problem, leaves them at the inn, then goes out to hunt down Hero because wow with that stupid suit Hero probably sticks out like a sore thumb and was hopefully getting arrested again he couldn’t wait to see the look on his face– But he can’t. find. him. And as the night wears on he can’t help but get more and more frantic, heart pounding dully, and he can’t think straight because even though he knows Hero can take care of himself, what if–what if– But then there’s a hand on his shoulder, a familiar voice saying “Shion?”, and when he swings around there Alba is with a surprised look. (Probably changed out of the suit.) And for a moment, Ros just looks at him, heart still pounding in his ears. He can’t think of anything to say until Alba prompts him with “…Ros?”, some stupid excuse about taking photos with a huge Kumacchi somewhere, and Hero is suddenly laid flat thanks to a swift punch to the gut. Like that, he can’t see how red his face is. Really. Only Hero would be able to get him worked up like that. He drags Alba’s body back to the inn.
((I don’t know how I got to suffering from a Where’s Waldo suit. Is that the Senyuu effectdoesthiscountasfic))
--submited by fanceli
My only thought was a “Where’s Yuusha?” book where instead of a red stripped shirt it’s a black and white one.
But, aw poor little Ros getting worried <3
--Hero no.18