((Starting early just like last year because---Y’ALL KNOW WHY. I gotta get a head start.
I issue a dare to any who dare try to give chocolates to any of my muses: Vasco ,Shugarl, Ponsol , Mizumachi, Dongmin, Tarras, Ravein, Wilfred, or Alistair. Reply to this post with: [gift, muse name, AU if applicable] and I’ll write out a drabble/starter of how that muse reacts to being gifted that on Valentine’s day.
Ex: [a box of super hero chocolates, Vasco] , [A box of idol-themed chocolates, Shugarl, idol!au], [garlic cloves, Alistair] etc
Though I say it’s like a startercall of sorts, if you do not want to reply to what I wrote up, then you don’t have to. Treat it like a standalone drabble. IF you want to reply, go for it~
No cap limit here. Send as many or little as you want. Send for any number of AU’s as you want. Vday/White day is when I aim to suffer until my fingers fall off so have no mercy and send away. XD Gives me something to do when i’m bored during my breaks.
Everyone is welcome to try this with any of my muses. If you want to save time, you can reply with multiple requests all at once if you want.))
Shugarl certainly did not want to indulge in a conversation with another person at the moment, but that was more so because he was irritated because the bus was already 20 minutes late by this point, and needing to engage in a conversation sounded exhausting.
While it’s true that he normally did not enjoy conversing with others, but wasn’t as though he hated it, it was… a strong dislike. He didn’t mind so much if it were an acquaintance speaking to him, however.
He’d just looked at his own watch, which was analog, because he preferred them over the fancy watches with an LCD screen. No matter how many times he looked, it would not change the fact that the bus was late. No amount of glaring at the watch would ‘change its mind’ about what time it was. The bus was running late and nothing was going to change the reality of the matter.
Golden eyes glancing to the side to see a man similar in height with him, he quietly considered the possibilities that he was being talked to. The man was looking in his direction and the others (maybe because of how mad he was getting) were keeping their distance from him. Probability that he was the one being asked for the time? 100%
“The time is currently 1:45pm.
The bus is 20 minutes late.”
He spoke with a huff, clearly very irritated at the moment.
((I know it's impossible, but if there exists someone who would fate with Tarras, I wanna do a thing where he's playing with his special sand [yes, he carries some with him] and on a whim, he wonders what direction his fated person is in and have the person walk past him and the sand keeps pointing at them as they walk by. I JUST REAAAALLLY want him to walk up to them and pour sand into their hands to see that they're fated together and he just--- 'oh no... the only one worthy of being fated to me is myself and you're not a mirror'. A girl can dream.))
((I learned my lesson from last year and i’m not going to start this 10 days before the actual holiday like I did last time. Suffering. This time, I’m going to give myself LOTS of time, because I added on more muses since then.
Just like last year, I challenge people to send things into my muses for Valentine’s day: Vasco , Shugarl, Ponsol , Mizumachi , or Dongmin (Haru and Jupiter will be separate). Reply to this post with: [gift, muse name, request] and I’ll write out a drabble of how that muse reacts to being gifted that on Valentine’s day.
Ex: [a box of super hero chocolates, Vasco] , [A box of idol-themed chocolates, Shugarl, canon demon!au], etc
There IS NO CAP LIMIT-- so request away! If you wanna send to all my muses you can send in multiple requests! Heck, you can send in multiple requests for the same muse if you want to. My fingers will just suffer nbd. Just like last year, i’ll just write up a scenario of how I think it could go. You can consider it canon if you’d like to. If you want to reply to it and make it into a thread, that’s okay too! Just do what you want with them! It’s all fun and games!
Please do have your submissions open as i’ll be giving out the drabbles that way. If you don’t have them open, i’ll just post them on my blog. =w= ))
Flipping a page in his book, Shugarl’s eyes were glossing over the printed words in the book. Quietly, he was reading while he was not paying attention to what was going on around him. How he continually got himself into such similar messes he wasn’t too sure.
Perhaps it was just the fact that he was weak to younger sister characters, or maybe he just couldn’t say no when Jupiter had history of playing with his hair as well. He knew just as well as anyone else that the true answer was likely: He just had a secret weakness to girls and he found it hard to say no to them, especially if they gave him the puppy dog eyes.
Mentally sighing to himself, he was allowing for Hiyori to play with his hair. He didn’t know what it was that she was going to do, and he didn’t know the reason behind her wanted to play with his hair of all people, but he didn’t have much to do right now, so he was willing to let her play with his hair for a short while.
Not a lot of people would guess it to be this way, but his hair was silky smooth on top of being long, and Hiyori was going to notice that very soon.
“Explain, why is it you wished to do this again?
Why me of all people?”
Continued from: [x] @knights-queen
Verse: Default!verse
Something told him that he wasn’t going to like what was about to happen. He was quite used to such things happening, but this was the first time that Arashi had come across it himself, in person.
The man had told Arashi of similar events happening before, so it shouldn’t have come off as much of a surprise to the model, but he still had some inkling of dread. Staring down at his phone, there was a chance that he didn’t hear the words, but the moment Shugarl saw that Arashi looked up at his phone, Shugarl knew that luck was on no one’s side today.
As Arashi walked up to the person and asked for them to repeat what they said, Shugarl did not think the person would be dumb enough to repeat their words--- but he was proven wrong. The person was even dumber than he’d originally thought. He gave him too much credit.
Now that person wasn’t the only one who was apparently more careless and idiotic than was given credit. The other being Arashi, who not long ago was already a part of a scandal and this was the makings of yet another one.
Instantly, Shugarl took Arashi by the hand and dragged him off to the office, closing the door and not allowing any second to go to waste before he started to yell at Arashi.
“What kind of idiotic thing have you just done!?
You’ve JUST gotten over a scandal and you punch him out?
What were you THINKING? Were you thinking?”
He was mad, very mad. He took the hand Arashi punched the other person with to look it over. It was a bit red, but whether or not it was going to bruise was something they’d know in an hours time, no doubt.
“Never do what you just did ever again, do you understand?
There was no reason for you to have done that.
The person was only speaking the truth.”
With that, he let go of Arashi’s hand and he walked himself over to his desk, looking for some papers to work on. This conversation was over-- or was it?
ANONYMOUSLY TELL ME WHO YOU SHIP MY MUSE WITH AND I’LL WRITE A DRABBLE OF THEIR FIRST KISS. ||Accepting||@magicgeekponsol & @redxhuntressVerse: Mmnnnn let’s go with Non-heir Ponz-kun.
Ponsol was somewhat of a gentle soul. There were times when he’d dish out a scathing comment without realizing that he’d made one, but for the most part, he tried to be kind to those around him.
Ever since the divorce, he’d been separated from his brother who had been taken by their father. Ponsol was living with his mother. After the papers were processed, the family was split as if it they were fleeing from a plague, moving far away from each other.
The mother son pair went as far as moving abroad, to his mother’s mother country. There he started attending school that happened to have a sewing club on top of having a gardening club. Both were lax club, so he could get away with not visiting the club every single day. He could rotate his schedule around.
There he happened to meet her, a rambunctious girl who was always getting herself into something troublesome. Whether it be a fight, a prank, or what have you, she was always in the center of something big.
The platinum blond considered himself to be a gentleman if anything. Sitting in the club room, he was working on making a dress for a school festival that was coming up. He was asked by the class to make a dress, and he was doing just that.
Ruby was a girl who he believed was a part of the club, he wasn’t too sure, honestly. She was always doing her own thing and she didn’t always visit the club, so it was hard to say.
It appeared that for her class, they were going to be putting on a play. She got cast with the Princess role. She was none too pleased with that outcome, but she accepted it regardless. One day she asked him to help her recite some of her lines, and he agreed to do so on the condition that she helped him model his dress that he was making. It was a done deal, and the two helped each other out.
He helped her recite lines by playing the role of the Prince, while he helped model his dress. A dress form was fine to use, but he felt that using a real person to help model a dress made for the best kind of creation as you could then learn early on what made the dress uncomfortable or not. He asked her once why she asked him for help and she said something about how she thought he’d fit the part.
Well, if they were comparing him to some of the other guys in the class, then he could see why she thought so. With push pins in the mouth and a needle fast at work, he was finally seeing the end of the tunnel. Perfect! It’s complete!
He finished making his Princess dress that he was asked to make by the class. They wanted to do some kind of cosplay thing, apparently? They needed lots of costumes for people to try on and take pictures in so they asked him to make a pretty dress.
“Since you’re dressed up like a Princess, why not just recite your lines while dressed like that?” He suggested. Seeing as it would be a hassle to change out of the dress right now, she agreed to stay in it for now while she recited her lines, and he’d say his lines with the poise and charm you’d expect out of a Prince.
Things were going fine, and Ruby had gotten much better with her lines. With some constructive criticism and some praise, she started to fill into her role rather nicely, and this may mark their very first full run through without any mistakes. Just a few more lines and she’d be finished. The ending scene would mark the end and then she could take the dress off and he could hand it off to the people in his class.
When she said her final line, he expected that to be the end of things since they normally never truly played out the ending scene, but before he knew it, she reached up for him, leaning up on her tippy toes to place a chaste kiss onto his lips, shocking him.
“T-tha-! You didn’t--! What!?” He went red in the face, stumbling back a few steps, staring at her like she grew another head, but she only looked at him curiously. That was a rather exaggerated reaction coming from him, wasn’t it? She started laughing at him. “Hey! You aren’t supposed to just kiss someone! Even I know you guys planned out a fake stage kiss for the play and not a real one!” He shouted, taking another step back, hiding half of his face behind a hand.
She just smiled and told him something along the lines of: I just wanted to try it out with you is all.
Summary: Just a small drabble about the morning of Jupiter's birthday and how Shugarl and Ponsol interact with each other on the day.
Word count: 1,071 words
Shugarl had a habit of waking up early every day, but today he woke up earlier than he normally would on a weekend in order to get some things finished. Surprisingly, even Ponsol was up at this early an hour, using his spare key to make his way into Shugarl’s condo as if he owned the place.
Having expected such a capricious attitude from his own brother, it didn’t bother Shugarl in the slightest. He was currently in the kitchen, busily preparing for something. Ponsol walked over to the small dining table that was situated outside of the kitchen to set something down onto it. A bouquet of flowers full of colorful flora, beads, lace, ribbons, and also some sheer paper that was used to surround all of the flowers.
The lace was special because it had a floral design on it, and it was paired with a sky blue ribbon. Something that Izumi helped by giving a second opinion on. Everything else was all of his work, however. Every flower was chosen carefully and was arranged in a specific way. The color of the sheer paper was also specifically chosen as to not take away from the beauty of the flowers. Beads were added just because they looked pretty when wrapped around the sheer paper.
“What’s the theme this time?” The elder of the two brothers asked.
“I went simple this time and went with the theme of friendship and the hope that she would grow strong and happy.” Ponsol answered with a simple wave of the hand, as if he was simply waving off the gesture as nothing special. The man may be able to fool anyone else, but he couldn’t fool the mathematician. The flowers that were chosen were of great quality. Ponsol wouldn’t have settled for anything less than perfection if it were a gift he was giving to someone he knew on a personal level.
The two weren’t very close, but the two still respected each other. At the very least, Jupiter concerned herself with Ponsol and he’d at the very least be kind towards her. Shugarl always thought of it as Ponsol being smart enough to not bring Jupiter any harm if he knew what was good for him—but there was a reason behind his softness towards the young girl.
It was a secret between the two blondes that not even Shugarl himself could intrude upon.
The younger brother already had to regretfully tell his older brother the reason why he wouldn’t be available for the day. He was going to have to go to some social gathering of sorts that their grandfather was forcing him into. Even though he was busy, that old geezer was still forcing too much onto him. “Thank you, I’m sure she’ll enjoy them. Want me to send you a picture later?” “Yeah, whatever, that’ll be fine.” Ponsol huffed.
Walking into the kitchen, Shugarl instantly tensed up, ready to throw him out if he were to do anything suspicious, like attempt to cook in HIS KITCHEN. Instead, the platinum blond man walked in to look at the cake that Shugarl baked and was currently decorating.
If you had the proper tools, making flowers was easy enough if you had a steady hand. With a hand, he had the other man move to the side while he was looking over the colors available to him. Switching out the tips, he piped out a few small drawings onto the cake. He drew a cute little bunny in the center of the cake and he added a cat and a dog next on either side of the bunny. “That’s cute.” Shugarl made a small comment.
Handing the piping bag back over to Shugarl, Ponsol stood up straight to admire his work. You could see him puff out his chest a bit with pride. Very cute. Any young child would like it. "By the way, next to the bouquet are some cookies-- ow! That was uncalled for, wasn't it!?" Ponsol was babying the back of his head with a hand while glaring at his brother indignantly.
"You can barely eat your own cooking and you expect me to allow you to give her cookies you baked? No, did you bake them or did you try microwaving them to make it go faster?" Shugarl hissed. Ponsol grimaced, finally understanding why Shugarl reacted the way he did. Before he clarified, he made a mental note that he shouldn't try to use the microwave for cookies. Guess only special cookie mug recipes would work.
As if a bit embarrassed that his brother could have guessed him right, he took a step away from his brother with a hard glare on his face. “I didn’t bake the cookies, my neighbor Izumi Sena did. You know about him, don’t you? He’s Arashi Narukami’s friend. They went to school together back in their idol days.” Ponsol huffed.
Upon noticing that Shugarl was giving him a skeptical look, the heir simply shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, brushing his hair behind him with a casual flick of the wrist. “Just like I complained to you about him, I told her about him as well. She was probably being nice when she introduced herself to him, that’s all. She introduced herself to Arashi, didn’t she?” Jupiter did tell him that one day that she wanted to find a good place with lots of flowers so she could make flower crowns with Shugarl and her ‘Onee-chan’ so he could only hazard a guess as to who this ‘onee-chan’ was.
The way that Shugarl had gone back to decorating the cake was the only answer Ponsol needed to know that the answer was: yes. “In the bouquet is a card from me to Jupiter. I can’t be there to congratulate her in person but I at least prepared something for her. Apologize to her for me, will you?” Ponsol requested this small favor of his brother, who only waved a hand indifferently.
He already finished what he had to do, so he walked out through the door. Shugarl had already finished with the flowers, but he also added on another little doodle, but there was certainly less finesse than what Ponsol had done, but there was an attempt that was made at least. After stowing the cake away and make sure it would keep chilled, he walked over to the front door and locked it.
