The Madman Wonder

The Sucessor Chapter of Dragonkings444

[madmanwonder]

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[madmanwonder]

(Ask, crossover au)

DC Comics x Sonic the Hedgehog

Fem.Jason Todd, Whisper the Wolf

Fem.Jason, how skilled is Whisper in comparison when it comes to you two sharpshooting skills?

Jade Todd: “Whisper’s damn good—better than most people I’ve traded shots with.”

Jade checked the sights on one of her pistols while Whisper silently cleaned her Variable Wispon nearby.

“She’s the better long-range shooter. Patient, steady, and so quiet that most targets never realize they’re being watched until she pulls the trigger. Give her a sniper’s perch, and she’ll hit something I can barely see.”

Whisper glanced toward Jade, her eyes narrowing slightly.

“Don’t get smug, Wolf,” Jade added with a grin. “Up close, in a chaotic firefight? That’s my territory. I’m faster on the draw, better at improvising, and comfortable using two guns while everything around me is exploding.”

Whisper raised her Wispon and effortlessly shot a thrown coin out of the air.

Jade paused.

“…Okay. Maybe the gap’s smaller than I thought.”

[madmanwonder]

(Ask, crossover au)

Tales of Series x Type Moon

Velvet Crowe, Shirou Emiya

Shirou, were you surprised by how flirtatious Velvet gets she is drunk?

“Surprised isn’t exactly the word I’d use. Completely unprepared is closer.”

Shirou’s face turned red as he remembered Velvet leaning against him, her cheeks flushed from the alcohol.

“She kept complimenting my cooking, which was normal at first. Then she started calling me ‘her perfect husband’ and asking whether I always looked that handsome while holding a frying pan.”

Velvet folded her arms. “I don’t remember saying any of that.”

“You also sat in my lap.”

“…You’re lying.”

“And whispered that you wanted me for dessert.”

Velvet’s face became almost as red as Shirou’s.

After a long silence, she pulled her collar over her mouth. “Next time, stop me.”

“I tried.”

“Try harder.”

“You threatened to bite me.”

Velvet looked away. “That does sound like me.”

[madmanwonder]

(Ask, crossover au)

RWBY x Dragon Ball Z

Male.Pyrrha Nikos, Son Gohan

Pyrrhus, have you built up the courage to ask Gohan out on a date?

Pyrrhus immediately stiffened, his cheeks turning bright red.

“I… have been attempting to,” he admitted, nervously rubbing the back of his neck. “Gohan is kind, intelligent, brave, and remarkably strong. Every time I prepare to ask him, however, I begin overthinking everything.”

Across the courtyard, Gohan waved cheerfully. Pyrrhus instinctively waved back, nearly dropping his shield in the process.

“I have fought Grimm without hesitation,” Pyrrhus muttered, staring at the ground. “Yet asking one gentle scholar to dinner feels terrifying.”

Gohan approached with a bashful smile. “Hey, Pyrrhus. Would you maybe like to get dinner together?”

Pyrrhus blinked.

“…Yes. Absolutely.”

[madmanwonder]

(Prompt, crossover au)

Sonic the Hedgehog x DC Comics

Crossover Crack Ship: Silver the Hedgehog x Jessica Cruz/Green Lantern

Silver Will/Silssica

Silver the Hedgehog:

X-xx-X

Jessica Cruz/Green Lantern:

[madmanwonder]

(prompt, crossover, rwby x persona 5, best date vs worst date) Glynda Goodwitch and male Futaba Sakura on their best and worst dates.

The Best Date

Futarō Sakura had prepared for every possible disaster.

He had checked the weather forecast six times, downloaded an offline map, reserved their table under three different names, and created a spreadsheet listing nearby cafés in order of quality, price, and likelihood of overcrowding.

“You appear nervous,” Glynda observed.

Futarō nearly dropped his phone. “Nervous? Me? No. I’m just maintaining situational awareness.”

“You have been staring at that map for ten minutes.”

“The restaurant could have moved.”

Glynda adjusted her glasses. “Buildings generally do not do that, Mr. Sakura.”

Futarō’s cheeks reddened. “You’d be surprised.”

Despite his anxiety, the evening went perfectly.

The restaurant was a quiet little place overlooking Vale’s illuminated skyline. Soft music played in the background, the tables were far enough apart to prevent unwanted conversation, and—most importantly—there were no crowds.

Futarō relaxed after Glynda promised she would handle any overly enthusiastic waiters.

Their conversation moved from technology and magic to books, teaching, and the strange habits of their friends. Glynda listened with genuine interest as Futarō explained how he had once hacked into an international criminal conspiracy while wearing pajamas and eating instant noodles.

“You dismantled an entire organization without leaving your room?” she asked.

“I left once.”

“For what reason?”

“I ran out of noodles.”

A quiet laugh escaped Glynda before she could stop it.

Futarō stared at her.

Glynda immediately regained her composure. “What?”

“You laughed.”

“I occasionally do.”

“I didn’t think you knew how.”

Her riding crop tapped lightly against his chair.

“I’m joking!” Futarō said quickly, though his smile remained.

After dinner, they walked through a nearby botanical garden. The paths were illuminated by tiny golden lights while flowers from across Remnant bloomed beneath glass-covered arches.

Futarō kept glancing toward Glynda’s hand.

After the fifth glance, Glynda sighed and simply took his.

“You could have asked,” she said.

“I was calculating the probability of rejection.”

“And?”

“Fifty-eight percent.”

“Your calculations need improvement.”

Futarō smiled, gently tightening his fingers around hers.

For once, he stopped thinking about everything that could go wrong.

X-xx-X

The Worst Date

X-xx-X

Their second date began with Futarō announcing, “I wanted to try something adventurous.”

Glynda regarded the crowded amusement park before them.

Children screamed. Music blared from every direction. A costumed mascot danced beside the entrance while waving directly at Futarō.

He immediately stepped behind Glynda.

“You selected this location?” she asked.

“The website said it was quiet on weekdays.”

“It is Saturday.”

Futarō slowly checked his phone.

“…I may have misread the calendar.”

The date deteriorated rapidly.

Their first ride became stuck at the highest point for forty-five minutes. Their lunch was stolen by an unusually aggressive Nevermore chick. A game attendant accused Glynda of cheating after she used telekinesis to win Futarō an enormous plush cat.

“You said anything was permitted,” Glynda reminded him.

“Within reason!” the attendant cried.

“Your sign did not specify that.”

Later, Futarō attempted to impress Glynda by entering a virtual-reality horror attraction. He insisted that fictional monsters could not frighten him.

He lasted four minutes.

When Glynda found him, he was hiding inside a digital wardrobe while throwing virtual objects at a simulated ghost.

“Stay back! I know kung fu!”

“No, you do not,” Glynda said.

“The ghost doesn’t know that!”

Their final disaster occurred on the Ferris wheel.

Just as their carriage reached the top, the machinery shuddered and stopped. Rain began pounding against the windows. Thunder shook the entire structure.

Futarō sank into his seat.

“This is officially the worst date in recorded history.”

Glynda sat across from him, her hair slightly disheveled and her glasses dotted with rain.

“You forgot that the restaurant lost our reservation during our first date.”

“I fixed that.”

“You also walked into a glass door.”

“That was poorly designed architecture.”

“And yet,” Glynda continued, “I enjoyed that evening.”

Futarō looked at her. “You’re enjoying this?”

“Not the screaming children, stolen meal, dishonest game attendant, mechanical failures, or your argument with an artificial ghost.”

“It started it.”

“Nevertheless, I enjoyed spending the day with you.”

Futarō stared for several seconds before smiling.

“Well, technically, that means the date wasn’t a complete failure.”

“No,” Glynda agreed as she moved beside him. “Merely an impressive sequence of smaller failures.”

He rested his head against her shoulder.

Outside, the storm continued. Below them, employees hurried to repair the Ferris wheel while the furious game attendant demanded the return of the enormous plush cat.

Futarō glanced at Glynda.

“So…third date?”

Glynda kissed his forehead.

“I will be choosing the location.”

“That’s fair.”

[madmanwonder]

(Prompt, Fantasy World: Overlord) Diana is an Amazon that rules over the lands. Anyone who tries to defy her must deal with her army. And if they somehow can get past her guards, then her right hand and lover Superman will deal with them. She herself can handle them, but it is nice to see him in action.

The warlord reached the final doors of Themyscira’s throne room covered in blood, ash, and the remains of shattered confidence.

Behind him lay an army defeated.

Amazon warriors had broken his soldiers across the golden fields. Hippolyta’s shieldmaidens had held the palace steps. Even the queen’s personal guards had nearly ended his invasion before he forced his way through them.

Yet Lord Vandal Savage still smiled.

He pushed open the towering doors.

Queen Diana sat upon a throne carved from white marble and celestial bronze. A golden crown rested against her dark hair, while crimson silk and polished armor marked her as both monarch and warrior. Her sword leaned against the throne within easy reach.

She appeared completely unconcerned.

Savage raised his bloodied axe. “Your army has fallen, Amazon.”

“Parts of it,” Diana corrected calmly. “You seem to have mistaken reaching my throne room for victory.”

Savage glanced around the vast chamber.

No guards.

No soldiers.

Only Diana—and the broad-shouldered man standing silently beside her throne.

He wore no crown, despite being the queen’s consort. His dark-blue armor bore the silver crest of House El, while a crimson cloak flowed from his shoulders. His eyes followed Savage with quiet, almost pitying disapproval.

Savage laughed. “This is your final defense? A single knight?”

Diana’s lips curved into an affectionate smile.

“My final defense?” she repeated. “Hardly.”

The man stepped forward.

The marble cracked beneath his boot.

“He is my right hand,” Diana continued. “The protector of my people. The strongest warrior beneath the heavens.”

The knight removed his cloak and carefully folded it over the arm of Diana’s throne.

“And,” she added, her smile becoming warmer, “the man I love.”

Superman rolled his shoulders.

Savage’s smile vanished.

The warlord swung his axe with enough force to split an armored horse. Superman caught the blade between two fingers.

The weapon stopped instantly.

Savage pulled.

It did not move.

Superman looked down at the axe, then back at its owner. “You marched an army across peaceful lands because Diana refused to kneel to you.”

“She will kneel!”

A red glow appeared within Superman’s eyes.

“No,” he said.

The axe shattered in his hand.

Savage barely had time to gasp before Superman struck him once.

The warlord flew backward, crossed the throne room, and crashed through three marble pillars before landing in a broken heap before the doors. He attempted to rise, but Superman was already standing over him.

The knight lifted Savage by the front of his armor.

“You threatened my queen,” Superman said quietly. “You slaughtered soldiers who offered you mercy. You endangered people under our protection.”

For the first time in centuries, Vandal Savage looked afraid.

“Clark,” Diana called.

The fury left Superman’s expression immediately.

He glanced toward her.

Diana rested her cheek against one hand, regarding him with open admiration. “Leave him alive. He must return home and tell the other warlords what awaits those who invade my lands.”

Superman released Savage.

The warlord collapsed.

“You heard your queen,” Superman said. “Start crawling.”

Savage did.

When the doors finally closed behind him, Superman returned to the throne. Diana rose to meet him and placed both hands upon his chest.

“You could have handled him yourself,” he said.

“Of course I could.”

“Then why send me?”

Diana looked over the shattered pillars, the broken floor, and the distant shape of Savage fleeing for his life.

Her fingers curled around the silver crest on Superman’s breastplate.

“Because,” she murmured, drawing him closer, “it is nice to see you in action.”

Clark laughed softly.

Diana kissed him before he could answer.

Beyond the palace, horns sounded in celebration. The Amazon banners still flew above the golden walls, and the defeated invaders were already retreating from Themyscira’s shores.

Queen Diana had never truly required a protector.

But as Superman wrapped his arms around her and lifted her effortlessly from the floor, she decided that having one came with several delightful advantages.

[madmanwonder]

Ask

Crossover AU

So Jade... how was battling Ryu who doesn't need a weapon?

“It was… humbling,” Jade admitted, resting her bo staff across her shoulders. “I expected Ryu’s lack of a weapon to place him at a disadvantage.”

Across the courtyard, Ryu calmly tightened his gloves.

“Instead, he blocked my staff with his forearms, avoided my razor-rang, and struck hard enough to make me reconsider several life choices.”

“You fought well,” Ryu replied respectfully.

Jade narrowed her eyes. “You punched through a stone pillar.”

“It was already damaged.”

“You damaged it.”

Ryu paused. “Then I apologize.”

Despite herself, Jade smiled. “Next time, warrior, I am bringing a second staff.”

Ryu raised his fists. “I’ll be ready.”

[madmanwonder]

Prompt, MK Intro

Female Sun vs Blake

Intro 1 — Faunus Rivalry

X-xx-X

Moon: “Cat ears, quiet attitude, dramatic past… You’re really committed to the mysterious-girl routine.”

Blake: “And you’re committed to never taking anything seriously.”

Moon: “I’ll start taking this seriously when you land a hit.”

X-xx-X

Intro 2 — Former White Fang

X-xx-X

Blake: “You don’t understand what the White Fang once meant to people.”

Moon: “Maybe not—but I know what happens when anger starts controlling you.”

Blake: “Then show me you’re more than empty jokes.”

X-xx-X

Intro 3 — Playful Flirting

X-xx-X

Moon: “After this fight, how about you let me buy you dinner?”

Blake: “You’re assuming you’ll still be conscious afterward.”

Moon: “So you’re saying dinner is still possible?”

X-xx-X

Intro 4 — Friendly Spar

X-xx-X

Blake: “You’ve improved since the last time we fought.”

Moon: “Was that a compliment? From Blake Belladonna?”

Blake: “Don’t make me take it back.”

[madmanwonder]

(Ask, crossover au)

Fairy Tail x Persona

Gajeel Redfox, Ryuji Sakamoto/Skull

Ryuji, how often does Gajeel keep eating your weapon when you need it for battle?

“Way too often!” Ryuji shouted, pointing accusingly at Gajeel. “I’ll summon my pipe, turn around for two seconds, and suddenly this metal-munching maniac is chewing on it like a snack!”

Gajeel swallowed with a metallic crunch. “Tastes better than it looks.”

“That’s not the point! I need that to bash Shadows!”

“Then get a spare.”

“I had three spares! You ate those too!”

Gajeel grinned, revealing iron teeth. “Battle makes me hungry.”

Ryuji groaned and summoned Captain Kidd instead. “Fine! From now on, I’m keeping my weapons away from you.”

“Good luck,” Gajeel said, already eyeing the Phantom Thief’s belt buckle.

[madmanwonder]

(Ask, crossover au)

Sonic the Hedgehog x DC Comics

Silver the Hedgehog, Diana Prince/Wonder Woman, Dinah Lance/Black Canary, Jessica Cruz/Green Lantern

Forced Honesty

⚡️ Silver, between Diana, Dinah, and Jessica, who give the best lap pillow?

Silver sat frozen, Diana’s glowing Lasso of Truth accidentally looped around his wrist.

“Silver,” Dinah asked with a teasing grin, “between Diana, Jessica, and me… who gives the best lap pillow?”

“I don’t have to answer that,” Silver said quickly.

The lasso glowed.

“Yes, I do.”

Jessica blushed. Diana raised an amused eyebrow.

Silver’s face turned bright red. “Diana’s is the most comfortable, Dinah’s is the softest, and Jessica gently plays with my quills when she thinks I’m asleep.”

Silence followed.

Silver covered his face. “Jessica wins.”

Jessica’s ring sparked from embarrassment.

Dinah smirked. “Detailed answer.”

Diana smiled knowingly. “Very honest.”

Silver groaned. “I hate magical ropes.”

[madmanwonder]

(Prompt, crossover au)

Tales of Series x Type Moon

If They Had A Kid: Velvet Crowe x Shirou Emiya

Name:

Ember Crowe-Emiya

Gender:

Female

General Appearance:

Ember inherited Velvet's striking beauty and intense presence, along with Shirou's athletic build and warm complexion.

Long black hair with crimson-red tips

Gray-red eyes that glow faintly when using her powers

Lean, athletic physique from years of training

Usually wears practical traveler clothing with a red scarf

Has a gentle smile that can become terrifyingly determined in battle

Most people say she looks about 60% Velvet and 40% Shirou, especially around the eyes.

Personality:

Ember is the result of Velvet's fierce protectiveness mixed with Shirou's selfless heroism.

Kind-hearted

Protective of friends and family

Extremely stubborn

Willing to help strangers

Possesses a sarcastic sense of humor

Has difficulty putting herself first

Unlike either parent, she is somewhat better at admitting her feelings.

She inherited Velvet's tendency to hold grudges and Shirou's tendency to throw herself into danger for others.

Special Talents:

Blade Manifestation

A unique ability combining Velvet's daemon powers and Shirou's Projection Magecraft.

Instead of merely creating weapons, Ember can temporarily create living "daemon-forged" weapons from magical energy.

Examples include:

Clawed swords

Living chains

Monster-hunting spears

Shapeshifting greatswords

Cooking

Much to everyone's surprise, she inherited Shirou's cooking skills almost perfectly.

Her meals are legendary.

Even Velvet occasionally loses arguments when food is involved.

Monster Hunting

Ember has exceptional instincts for tracking dangerous creatures and supernatural threats.

Who They Like Better:

Official Answer: "I love both equally."

Actual Answer:

She is slightly closer to Velvet.

Velvet tends to understand her emotional struggles better, while Shirou often accidentally slips into "concerned parent mode" and worries about everything.

Who They Take After More:

Personality: Velvet (60%) / Shirou (40%)

Morality: Shirou (70%) / Velvet (30%)

Combat Style: Equal mix

Looks: Velvet (60%) / Shirou (40%)

Personal Headcanon:

Ember grew up listening to stories about both parents' adventures.

One day she discovered that:

Velvet thinks Shirou is too self-sacrificing.

Shirou thinks Velvet is too reckless.

After years of hearing this, Ember reached a conclusion:

"My parents are literally the same person wearing different outfits."

Both immediately denied this.

Neither was convincing.

Face Claim:

Imagine someone with:

Velvet Crowe's facial features

Shirou Emiya's athletic build

Long black hair with crimson highlights

Traveler's attire mixed with light armor

A warm smile that can instantly become a battle-ready glare

The kind of person who would spend the morning cooking breakfast for everyone and the afternoon fighting an eldritch monster because "someone had to do it."

[madmanwonder]

My Mood from 6/8 to 6/22

AU(s):

Free for All

General Moods:

LGBT Pride Month, Genderswap, Wholesome, Romance, Shipping, Stranger to Lovers, Stranger to Friends

Main Muses:

Glynda Goodwitch, Velvet Crowe, Fem!Spiderman/Peter Parker, Fem!Sun Wukong, Fem!Jason Todd/Red Hood, Diana Prince/Wonder Woman, Nami, Fem!Commander Shepherd, Fem!Harry Potter

Kratos, Johnny Silverhand, Sirius Black, Sanji, Gajeel Redfox, Male!Traveller, Male!Pyrrha Nikos, Male!Tsunade Senju, Silver the Hedgehog, Isshin Kurosaki

Male Muses:

Bleach, Typemoon Franchise, Star Wars Franchise, Drakengard Series, Digimon Franchise, Persona Series, Horror Movie Franchise, Capcom Franchise, Dragon Ball Franchise, Yugioh Franchise

Female Muses:

Tales of Series, Fallout, My Little Pony, Naruto, Bleach, Zenless Zone Zero, Genshin Impact, Honkai Impact 3rd, Sekirei, Konosuba

Cartoon Network, Disney, Hellaverse, God of War Series, Marvel Comics, DC Comics, Sonic the Hedgehog, Nintendo, Highschool DxD, Highschool of the Dead

Meme:

[madmanwonder]

(prompt, crossover, rwby x hellaverse, best date vs worst date) Male!Pyrrha and Velvette (hellaverse one, just in case) on their best and worst dates.

Best Date

Pyrrhus Nikos had faced monsters, criminals, and impossible odds.

None of them were as terrifying as planning a date for Velvette.

The famous champion sat stiffly at an outdoor café, checking the time every few seconds.

Then Velvette arrived.

“Wow,” she said, looking him up and down. “You actually cleaned up nice.”

Pyrrhus chuckled. “I spent an hour deciding which shirt to wear.”

“I can tell.”

She snapped a quick picture before sitting down.

The date itself was surprisingly simple.

No battles.

No fame.

No cameras.

Just coffee, pastries, and wandering through the city together.

Velvette dragged him into clothing stores and made him model ridiculous outfits.

Pyrrhus suffered through every single one with heroic patience.

“That one makes you look like a rich vampire.”

“I don’t think that’s a compliment.”

“It absolutely is.”

Later, they ended up at a rooftop overlooking the city lights.

The sun was setting, painting the sky orange and gold.

For once, Velvette wasn’t looking at her phone.

She was looking at him.

“You know,” she said quietly, “most people only see the celebrity stuff.”

Pyrrhus leaned against the railing.

“Most people only see the social media queen.”

Velvette laughed.

“Fair.”

For a moment, neither spoke.

The silence wasn’t awkward.

It was comfortable.

Peaceful.

Pyrrhus carefully took her hand.

Velvette glanced down before squeezing it back.

“Best date you’ve ever had?” she asked.

Pyrrhus smiled.

“Not even close.”

She blinked.

“What?”

He squeezed her hand gently.

“It’s the best day I’ve ever had.”

For perhaps the first time in her life, Velvette was completely speechless.

Then she buried her face in his shoulder to hide her blush.

“Shut up, hero.”

Pyrrhus laughed as the city lights twinkled below them, both secretly hoping the evening would never end.

X-xx-X

Worst Date

The worst date in the history of Pyrrhus Nikos and Velvette started with a restaurant fire.

Not because either of them caused it.

It just happened.

They had barely sat down when the kitchen erupted into chaos and everyone was evacuated.

"Well," Velvette said, staring at the smoke. "That's probably a bad sign."

"It can only get better from here."

Pyrrhus was wrong.

Very wrong.

Their backup plan was a movie.

The theater projector broke.

Their second backup plan was a park walk.

It started raining.

Their third backup plan was a fancy café.

A truck crashed into a fire hydrant outside and flooded the street.

By this point Velvette was laughing so hard she could barely breathe.

"This date is cursed."

"I think fate personally hates me."

"Oh, don't be dramatic."

A pigeon immediately flew into Pyrrhus's face.

Velvette collapsed onto a nearby bench, wheezing with laughter.

Pyrrhus couldn't even argue anymore.

Eventually they gave up trying to salvage the date.

So they bought cheap convenience-store snacks and hid beneath a bus stop shelter while the rain poured around them.

Velvette sat on the bench with a bag of chips.

Pyrrhus sat beside her with a bruised ego and pigeon feathers still stuck in his hair.

Neither spoke for a moment.

Then Velvette started giggling again.

Pyrrhus tried to maintain his dignity.

Failed.

And started laughing too.

Soon both of them were laughing so hard they attracted confused stares from passing pedestrians.

"This is objectively the worst date I've ever been on," Velvette declared.

"Agreed."

"The restaurant burned down."

"Yes."

"The movie broke."

"Yes."

"We got rained on."

"Correct."

"You got attacked by wildlife."

"The pigeon was a worthy opponent."

That earned another fit of laughter.

As the rain continued to fall, Velvette leaned against his shoulder.

"You know what?"

"What?"

"I'm having a great time."

Pyrrhus smiled.

"So am I."

The date had been a complete disaster from beginning to end.

Neither of them would ever forget it.

And years later, whenever someone asked about their worst date, they would both immediately answer:

"The best one."

[lordofwought]

New Ask/Prompt/RP blog for my OC:

Team BBNT: Remnant’s Misfortune (@remnants-worst-huntresses) on Tumblr

Team BBNT AU Remnant has seen its fair share of legendary Huntresses, heroic teams, and shining examples of what the Huntsman Academies clai

[madmanwonder]

(Ask, crossover au)

Sonic the Hedgehog x Persona

Silver the Hedgehog, Morgana

Silver, have Morgana ever confused you for a shadow like him or you mistaken him for a mobian?

“At first? Yeah, a little,” Silver admitted with an embarrassed laugh. “The first time I saw Morgana talking about Shadows, Personas, and another world, I honestly wondered if he was some kind of Shadow that gained self-awareness.”

“Hey! I am not a Shadow!” Morgana snapped, puffing up indignantly.

“And he thought I was a Mobian from his world,” Morgana continued. “White fur, animal ears, psychic powers—it wasn’t exactly a huge leap.”

“In my defense,” Silver shrugged, “a talking cat isn’t the weirdest thing I’ve met. Not even close.”

“That’s… unfortunately fair,” Morgana grumbled.

[madmanwonder]

(Ask, crossover au)

Tales of Series x Type Moon

Velvet Crowe, Shirou Emiya

Shirou, have Velvet ever given you cooking tips to help you improve with your cooking?

Shirou Emiya:

“Yes, actually. Velvet’s advice was… surprisingly useful.”

Shirou rubbed the back of his head with a small smile.

“Most people think Velvet would only tell me to throw more meat into a stew and call it a day, but she’s a lot more practical than that. She spent years surviving on the road, so she knows how to make a meal work with whatever ingredients are available.”

He chuckled.

“One of the first things she told me was, ‘Stop obsessing over perfection. Hungry people don’t need perfection. They need food.’”

“That doesn’t mean making bad food, of course. It means understanding the purpose of a meal.”

Shirou paused thoughtfully.

“She also taught me to taste constantly while cooking instead of blindly following recipes. According to Velvet, a recipe is a suggestion. Your tongue is the real judge.”

A familiar voice suddenly cut in.

Velvet Crowe: “Because you kept treating cookbooks like sacred texts.”

Shirou: “They’re useful!”

Velvet: “And ingredients don’t always behave the same way. Adapt.”

Shirou: “…Adapt.”

Velvet folded her arms.

“Besides, you already had the fundamentals. Knife work, preparation, timing. Your problem was that you wanted every meal to be perfect.”

“Cooking isn’t about showing off.”

Her expression softened slightly.

“It’s about making sure the people you care about eat well.”

Shirou smiled.

“…Yeah. That’s probably the lesson that stuck with me the most.”

Velvet: “Good. Now stop talking and stir the curry before it burns.”

Shirou: “Right! Wait—it’s burning?!”

Velvet: “It is now.”

The sound of frantic scrambling from the kitchen followed immediately.