#ais day

[karokawwo]

time for everyone's favorite birthday tradition!! BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF THE BIRTHDAY BOY

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from now on i will start intentionally cutting the sketching process. never again ❤️

[hallowmoon-art]

The bitches are out on the town for Ais’s birthday.🎂 🎉

Leander was with them, but they left him passed out on some stairs.

BG from the game cuz fuck backgrounds.

[sparrowsupportgroup]

love & crafts | 1383 words

ais/reader

notes: gn!reader, the unnamed mc. Happy birthday Ais!

The Seaspring was so beautiful despite its terrible power, sparkling so bright like the stained glass windows that resided in the remote temple where you were raised, violently red yet serene. If you were the naïve fool that everyone thought you were, you would’ve jumped in without a care in the world, you would’ve done anything, anything, to cleanse yourself of the twisting, sickening feeling that’s plaguing your stomach. But instead, you sit on a well-worn cushion on the wooden deck of the Seaspring, anxiously gripping onto a teacup as if it was a lifeline, refusing to look directly at a certain smirking, infuriating, beautiful demon man that sat across from you.

“You look tense, sparrow.”

“I’m fine. Really.”

“You’re gonna break my teacup. Not fine.”

You blink owlishly at Ais, before relaxing your death grip on the rather frail cup. You avert your eyes away from him, not only out of embarrassment but also to avoid relishing in the gentle quirk of Ais’s lips, to avoid openly marveling at the way his crimson eyes crinkle at the corners when he’s filled with genuine mirth, to avoid confronting the strange fact that he made you feel….things. Good things.

You nibble on your lips, desperately wishing you had the charming courage of Leander or even the sleazy bravado of Vere to make this situation somewhat easier on your antsy nerves. “….I have a gift. For you.”

“Hm, what was that, sparrow?” Ais canted his head in your direction with concentration, as if he couldn’t hear what you said, but even without looking at him, you could just sense the heavy smugness that radiated off his entire being. Of course, he heard what you said. With those (frustratingly adorable) pointy ears of his, Ais could hear you sneeze in your room at The Wet Wick.

Your meekness quickly burns away to irritation. Ais always knew how to get a rise out of you, after all. “I SAID,” you spit, your bandaged hands springing towards the messenger bag resting by your side, angrily digging through its contents, “I have a gift for you!”

You hastily yank the object of your current distress out of the bag, ready to toss the damned thing at his horned head, but you freeze. Anxiety was seeping into your veins again and you quickly huddled Ais’s present close to your chest as if it could protect you from the emotional devastation of his inevitable rejection.

This time it was Ais’s turn to blink at you, before raising an eyebrow in cool intrigue. “A gift.”

“Yes,” you lowered your eyes to stare at the shimmering dark liquid of your teacup, “F-for your birthday.” Your voice lost all of its previous heat; now it was nothing more than a soft, fragile feather floating on the surface of the Seaspring. Ais didn’t say anything at first; realistically, he might’ve been silent for a couple of seconds, but to your anxiety-induced brain, his silence could’ve stretched for hours upon hours.

Then, in that low, commanding voice of his that you have come to both love and loathe, Ais said, “Give it to me.”

But you just held onto his present tighter, excuses spilling from your mouth like water, “You won’t even like it-”

“Please.”

Please. Words died in your throat immediately. You stared at Ais in startled awe, your eyes drinking in every inch of his face. The once fearsome, sharpened angles of his countenance that could and would happily slice someone open were soft, raw, almost demure. Please. Ais hardly ever said that word. But he said it to you, of all people; he said it to you…so kindly. So tenderly.

And one of his hands, so large and calloused, so scarred from the violence he had committed and endured over the years before you even entered his life, was stretched out, palm upward. A gentle pleasantry. A silent plea. A hopeful prayer. “Please,” he whispered, and your resolve instantly crumpled.

You felt like crying.

You gingerly placed the shoddily-wrapped gift in his awaiting palm. Ais took it from you and began to unwrap it, almost reverently, and oh Allmother, you could hear your heartbeat in your eardrums.

Once the last of the wrapping fell away, now a pile of red scraps gathered around his forgotten teacup, Ais just stared at the gift you were too ashamed to give him; an amigurumi version of his beloved Soulless pet Princess, in all her many-tendriled, multiple red-eyed glory.

Your hands needed something to fidget with, so you reached for your teacup and downed its contents in one graceless gulp. But your mouth felt so dry still; it felt so dry that you considered drinking from the blood-red waters of the Seaspring, loss of sanity be damned.

But instead, you did what you do best; you rambled to the point of tears.

“I heard Leander say today was your birthday,” you rush out, your words tripping over themselves, “and so I decided to crochet you a gift because birthdays are made for gifts and you deserve a gift and you love Princess so much and I’m sorry if you don’t like it, I really am-”

“….Thank you, sparrow. Thank you.”

Ais looked at you so warmly that you’re surprised you didn’t melt right on the spot. “I’ll protect it with my life,” he said, his voice still a tender yet strong murmur, and if you didn’t have any dignity left, you’d launch yourself over his tea kettle and teacups and hold onto him and never, ever let him go.

But those fantasies were going to remain as fantasies today. You smile at Ais shyly, “...I’m really glad you like it.”

Ais hummed appreciatively and placed the Princess amigurumi onto his lap. For the next couple of minutes, the two of you sat in comfortable, blissful silence.

Until Ais flashed a familiar mischievous, fanged grin in your direction. Your heart started to race all over again. Oh, Allmother.

“You know, this gift was the least you could do, after what you did to me,” Ais said, his eyes twinkling with dark joy. You blink rapidly, squinting your eyes at him in confusion. “Wh-what I did to you? What are you even talking about?”

As if showing off his most prized possession, Ais proudly flaunted his other hand to you, and a hot, mortified feeling quickly devoured any inkling of happiness that had made your heart sing previously.

It was the nasty bitemark that you blessed him with that one muggy night in the alleyway after he brutalized the roughneck that shoved you. You still felt ashamed that you let yourself lose control of your baser instincts like some type of hungry savage, so in your horrified shock, you dropped the teacup you were holding and watched as it splintered into a thousand glittering pieces upon the deck of the Seaspring.

Your mouth opened and closed like a dying fish; how you wish you could die right now, either by your hand or by Ais’s. Panicked, you began to gather the shards in shaking hands, apologizing profusely. “Oh Allmother, I’m so sorry, Ais, I didn’t mean-”

The sound of Ais’s hearty chuckles stopped you dead in your tracks. You tentatively glance upwards, and to both your amazement and relief, Ais was laughing. Ais was smiling. Ais was happy.

And your heart soared.

Ais grinned at you, mirth crinkling the corner of his eyes in the very manner you cherished so much. “A gift and a show for my birthday. Thanks again, sparrow.”

Outwardly, you rolled your eyes in exasperation, but inside you could’ve cried tears of real joy. “I’m so glad my misery makes you happy, you bastard.”

Ais was still chuckling when he came over to assist you in cleaning up the mess you made. “It does.”

Deftly, Ais collected the shards without nary a nick on his fingers. When that was done, he sat next to you, looking at you so warmly you just basked in his gaze for a little while.

Until he dared to open his mouth again.

“Maybe for my next birthday, you could get me some new teacups, hm?”

“....I hate you so much.”

Ais smiled at you tenderly. “I know.”

[redstrewn]

Last min speed doodle for my fav poor violent meow meow

[arianaangele1905]

Birthday Demon

Ais x Mariella (nickname Mari and OC), Implied Ais x Vere

(Also some Possible Poly attraction)

Characters: Basically the five minus Elyon and Sen.

Warnings: Ais being Ais and started another brawl, Angst at first before fluff (i think) Something suggestive in the end 👀

Another day in eridia just passed as it turned dark where the moon shines and the stars twinkle as Mariella was just cleaning the counters after trying to find more answers but it’s not an ordinary day in fact it’s a special day for the red demon.

That’s right it’s Ais birthday..

As the demon takes some swigs of his drink in the wet wick with the other four are celebrating well almost, Vere being close to Ais his hand on the fox’s waist as always besides they are friends with benefits, Kuras surprisingly came too and greeted the crimson eyed renegade a happy birthday as he just (fakes) drinking only fancy syrups or juice, Leander... oh boy being the partygoer he is as the mage said drinks are on him for the red demon...and last but not least Mhin came too but mostly near on Kuras and ignored the two monsters mostly on Ais because why does someone like him who’s known for his violent nature...treated nicely for his birthday...as in the amaryllis district is filled with people and they are having a fun time and maybe getting wasted.

Well...except for one As Mariella was just cleaning some tables and counters as she had a scornful look in her face...from the fact it’s Ais’s birthday she wasn’t happy. Since she hated her birthday and anyone’s birthdays like everyone..as her life was filled with solemn and sorrow and never had a so called happy birthday, as a pair of red eyes in the shade of crimson are eying on her cloaked figure.

“Hey little sparrow why are you there when you should be having a fun time besides it’s a special day, and I promise you to get a drink when i scared you”.

Ais said with a fanged grin in his face as the passing days she and him are close from the day Mari followed him and have a talk about each other, as he admitted her presence always made him felt warmer than he had with Vere, as much as he gave her three bad impressions..he hoped that she doesn’t think of him that bad despite his violent reputation.

As the other four wanted her to join Vere having an unreadable expression but deep down wanted the girl to join, kuras with a smile as he too wants her to come, Leander being the extroverted mage he was as he wants to celebrate this special day and maybe with some of his cocktail creations and last but not least Mhin with a moody face still as he too wants her to come with them and maybe protect her from mainly on the marooned fox and the red demon.

“Sorry not even interested” Mariella spoke with a malicious tone as the four are shocked by her rejection, and Vere didn’t care but deep down he too was questioned...As Ais had an expression that’s too hard to read..but instead of shock..he was curious...’Does she hate him??’ ‘Did he gave too much bad impression on her??’ All the questions are on his head. As Leander tried to persuade but failed as the fox laughed a bit at the mage’s misery on attempting to let the girl join.

As the night is still on and everyone celebrating in the bar with a smile...as Mari still doing the job on cleaning the counters. While she can feel a familiar pair of red eyes are watching her as a grunt came to her and flirted only to be insulted.

“I’m busy right now, can I ignore you another time?”

Mariella insults the grunt as Ais and Vere chuckled at the grunt’s chagrin, knowing that Mari always have a way to insult people...as the three are ignoring it or just concerned of the cloaked girl.

As the grunt started to be agitated on mariella he tried to grab her arm by force only to be stopped by someone’s hand into their should as they turned around to face Ais as he had a dark and dangerous smile or grin knowing he’s about to have some fun in the wick.

“Go on ais he’s all yours” mari said bluntly as he began another brawl in the wick as the regulars are cheering and saying ‘fight’ repeatedly while Leander believes he’s making the girl scared and tried to lighten the mood “Drinks on the house everyone for this special evening”. Which made the people excited even more as Mariella felt even more unhappy tonight as she told one of the workers that she’s calling a night and not even think about letting anyone get in her room as mari went somewhere exiting the wet wick.

As ais saw mariella leaving he felt like it’s a good opportunity to talk to her as he dragged to grunt outside and continued his violence on them..while the mage apologizing again as the bartender shrugged as the three left the wet wick and called it a night.

As mariella walk leavig the amaryllis district She went to the same place in the lowtown of eridia..and remembered the first day she came and saw the roughneck Ais beaten up..and despite he’s violent she can sense that she felt safe with him..as days pass by she felt more closer to the demon out of the rest, even more than with leander, from some moments she had with ais are from talking about sea creatures to learning him her two languages, even bonding with his soulless pets. She had a bit of warm blush thinking of those moments with him.

“Sparrow...”

A familiar voice is heard only to be met with the red demon as he went closer to her and maintained some space as the cold wind enveloped them in the night sky. “Why are you here in this hour?” Ais asked as Mari reply “The wick’s too hot so i need some air..” the demon look at her understanding as he hummed at her answer as she removed her cloak letting her black hair flow in the chilly wind as the demon look at her almost in an awe...before speaking.

“Tell me sparrow...Why are you Upset today??” The way Ais asked Mariella made her look at him more angry bit she didn’t respond as he doesn’t take any question unanswered. “Answer me Sparrow..” as he asked her again but more stern as she finally spoke.

“I hate birthdays ok!?” Mari shouted unexpectedly and when she looked at ais his expression is blunt and nonchalant but the crimson eyes gaze at her softly which’s surprising from some so violent as him.

“Ais... Remember the question you asked in the first day about my curse??” She asked as ais hummed in approval, as mari look at him before speaking.

“The thought of it living with it....it was unbearable that all in my life...i don’t find any happiness from the day i was born, i felt there’s no meaning everyday is always filled with despair, isolation, loneliness, solemn and sorrow why do you think i always hated birthdays?? Because i never had any happiness all in my life... i don’t know if it’s all worth it after all...if i don’t have the answer for my curse i might kill myself willingly...since i don’t have anything to live for”..

The way Ais looked at her he showed a soft expression as he went even closer and closer to her as mari stayed away not wanting to let him get near to her or her own curse...but he kept going nearer and nearer as she’s trapped in a wall as ais caged her, feeling the warm breath hitting in her face as their foreheads connected.

“I thought i was the one who’s an outsider besides dove...” his arms went around her body and hold onto her tight as mariella eyes widen a bit and her face hot...she never seen this side of ais everyone saw him as a ruthless gang leader, but the way he hugged the girl...it felt like safe and comforting... like he doesn’t want to lose something or someone so very important to him.

As they gaze into each other’s eyes they felt their souls connected, mariella felt her heart skip a beat from the bastard she met on the seaspring made her feel this way, as he let go of her and went somewhere as she spoke stopping Ais. “What about the Wet Wick?? Aren’t you like celebrating??” Mari questions him as he turned back to answer “It’s late and princess might be worried..” he was about to leave when he look at her as he remembered how moody and as much as he doesn’t want to say this but.. “Can you come with me to the seaspring?? The night is still here and it’s only just me and you..no one else..” When he asked that it made Mari look at him not with a look of judgement or uncertainess...but with a look of understand and acceptance that maybe..just maybe...she was wrong about him the girl let out a nod which made him have a genuine smile that made mariella’s heart flutter.

As the two walked together side by side as mariella heard leander calling out for her but she denied it and walked closely with ais before she finally said something genuine to him.

“Happy birthday bastard..”

“Thank you sparrow..”

For the first time she actually greeted him in his day of birth, as much as Mariella hates birthdays still but with Ais it makes it bearable for her to start liking her birthday and anyone’s birthdays.

And as the arrived in the seaspring all of ais’s soulless like pets came to him happily as princess licked his face and when she saw Mari she can’t help as her tail wagged uncotrollably from seing the black haired girl.

As The red demon look at the girl with a look with of of fond and warmthness, as his so called friend ocudeus knows about the man’s small infatuation on Mariella, sooner he went near to her in silent as she pets princess with a kind smile until facing ais in surprise that almost made her jolt and almost fell down to the blood red water of the seaspring until he catch her as she look at him with an infuriating look and was about to shout before ais put a hand in her mouth as he speaks in her ear his raspy deep voice sended shivers in her veins and spine as they are alone in this place of so called miracles.

“You know sparrow...when you came back i thought you wanted to drink to end your curse and bind with the red waters...but you didn’t yet you came here and talked to me and asked me and you even share your interests in me...”

Ais huskily whispers as Mariella can’t help but blush as it is true from the words he spoke in to her ear gently.

“As much as you are a bastard i don’t think that you’re actually bad that what the people in eridia think, and it’s surprising that you really don’t want to left so many bad impressions on someone as myself.” She speaked to him as her words not full of malice or spite but filled with compassion and thought.

“Then do i make you feel scared now??” Ais asked again as his face went closer to hers feeling each other’s breaths hitting in their faces.

“You tell me.. do i even look like one??” She question him this time as he just hummed in disapproval knowing she’s not scared of him as his face went closer to hers as their lips made contact both didn’t pull away as their kiss deepens and grew passionate and hot as they kept on kissing feeling the growing tension they have in the night of Ais’s birthday.

[karokawwo]

I think ais would've liked the 20 cigarette adapter for his birthday

[karokawwo]

sorry guys i saw redspring's birthday post and felt compelled to draw them sorry

ais received a handmade gift from a very shy thief!! don't worry, this one was an honest effort, the lack of stolen wallets at the wick these last few days are proof alone kai's sleepless nights were spent knitting rather than stealing