The Bimbo to his Himbo / The Himbo to her Bimbo~
CRYING SO HARD RN AT THIS CUTE COMMISSION ART!😭😭😭
Thank you @mochapao!💖💗💕
My Wittewife's name is Clara (Claire for short) Clawthorne!🧡🤎🧡🤎
She's a bubbly, upbeat witch who loves magic, adventure, and most importantly, CALEB lol.
She can also be a bit of a fun-loving rebel too sometimes (*cough Eda cough*) as well as an adorkable dork (*cough Lilith cough*).
Despite her naive nature, she's actually quite intelligent in her own way and ISN'T someone you should underestimate.
Girl's got a DANG GOOD left hook lol.
For her voice, I wanted something cute, sweet, and girly to match her personality, so I chose Twi//light Spark//le from M//y Li//ttle Po//ny and Ilana from Sy//m Bio//nic Tit//an who are BOTH voiced by Ta//ra St//rong (they also both sound the same lol)!❤️❤️❤️
When it comes to Clara's hair, it naturally changes color during the seasons!❄️🌷☀️🍂
For example, in spring and summer, it'll be half brown, half orange, but in winter and fall, she'll be a brunette with bits of orange if you look real close.
ALSO, the reason why she's got long hair in one pic and short hair in the other is because she first starts off with long hair (it's around the time where she and Caleb first meet and eventually become boyfriend and girlfriend), but later on decides to cut it when she and Caleb get engaged.
It sort of meant to symbolize a new chapter in her life since she's going to be spending the rest of her days with the man she loves.❤️💕👰💍
AT LEAST, she would have if YOU KNOW WHAT didn't happen in that cave...😭😭😭
OH, and the blue birdie on her shoulder?
That's 💙Syrup💙, Clara's palisman pal and closest friend!
She's a female blue jay!💙💙💙
Like Caleb and Clara, Flapjack and Syrup also go great together!🥞🥞🥞
So, yeah.💕💕💕<333
I know this is a lot so give urself a cookie if you actually read all of it tehe.😁🍪🍪🍪
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❛ ah, well ... would you look at that. ❜ he'd like to pretend this wasn't in his agenda the moment in which he invited to help walk her home, but even nicola cannot hide the knowing smile in which spreads across his features the moment in which his gaze lands upon the plant that has rested upon his mind all evening. the mistletoe stands particularly striking against the warmth of the café behind it, various patrons and workers rather distracted with their own lives to take note of the falzone's second in command cheerfully guiding the woman by his side with the firm grip of his hand to where it lay exposed for all to see. ❛ you know, i was starting to believe there was some sort of shortage. after dante had insisted we didn't buy any and the streets had looked rather sparse of their stock, it was beginning to appear rather dire for the future of any mistletoe related mishaps for the rest of my life ... ❜
it's a fraction of silence before the blonde inches a little closer, a glance spared towards the still busy crowd until it's drawn back towards the surprise of her gaze in turn. it's a unique one, truly, to be spared privy on it and even that in itself causes him to pause for another second, far too amused to simply stop and stare at her expression without a push into worrying too much. truthfully, a part of him would wish for everyone else to not have an opportunity to see it, but he knows better than to wish that, truly more amused at the idea of showing them who caused it in the first place. a juxtaposition to the gentleness in which he wraps an arm around her waist. ❛ so it's pretty fair if i request to indulge in such a thing for a moment, am i right? ❜
when only met with silence, the young second in command leans down to press a kiss to his companions lips, fingers curling ever so gently against her brown locks with an understanding ease, it's clear hes smiling, a little giddy with her lips pressed to his own and it sticks even once he pulls away, a truly pleased expression for a man who might be tempted to push for it again, enamoured with the sensation despite it still being new for them both all the same. / nicollaa <333
unprompted, always accepting ! @dangaer ♡
to celebrate the holidays like this was a first for kishinami hakuno. hardly anything noteworthy to recall from the previous years / those bleak and empty years all blurring together, there was no reason to celebrate the festivities when there was no one to celebrate it with. such a solitary existence, not knowing of any familial ties nor having any meaningful bonds with anyone, she was bound to be alone.
this year was different, however, because he is here.
to make the acquaintance of the underboss of the faizone would be a fearsome thought to most, and hakuno couldn't say that she was without her own concerns — hard to comprehend nicola francesca, the charismatic man with the perfect / crafted smile, but the time they've spent together was always enjoyable. today, too. walking together, sightseeing together, eating together. such mundane things became something so precious, and the hours slipped away before she knew it. a view of the moon overhead tugs the corners of her lips downwards ever - so - slightly, its presence a reminder that it's getting late, and that they'd be going their separate ways soon.
so the offer to walk her home was a pleasant surprise, though not one she could accept so easily. ❛ you don't have to. ❜ courteous, yet perhaps a bit too blunt in its wording. aware that the routes to their respective destinations diverged at this point, it would be a hassle to have him go out of his way like that, and for what ? though she couldn't deny a ... curious feeling at the offer, even moreso when her response was met with insistance on ensuring her safe travel back. hakuno still didn't think such a thing was necessary, but if it could give him some peace of mind then ... she supposed there was no reason to refuse. ❛ then, sorry for the trouble. ❜ she ought to be more apologetic when saying this, she realized that in the back of her mind, but truthfully, she hadn't been exactly keen on turning him down in the first place.
it was selfish of her, she realized, but she wanted cherish this— his kindness, and the opportunity to be with him for just a little while longer.
leaving behind the chatter from the café, click of her heels come to a halt in line with his own footsteps, followed with a slow blink when realizing that they'd themselves under a certain plant. having no particular feelings on tradition herself, she was more curious to see how nicola would react, though his response ended up taking her aback. ( it doesn't show on her face, however, and hakuno recovers rather swiftly ) ❛ saying it like that makes it sound like you were hoping for something to happen ... ❜ an observation, mostly, but there's the barest teasing lilt to silvery voice as she muses this. peering at him from the corner of caramel eyes, they widen slightly at the knowing look on his face.
what a surprise. the words had been a jest, and she hadn't expected for it to carry any hint of truth in it. did he really want to ... ? the blatant inquiry made it abundantly clear, but such a thing was still hard to believe. ❛ e - eh .. ? ❜ the sound comes out as a small squeak, barely audible, but leaving lips parted in a small gape afterwards. when his gaze turned to the distant crowd to ensure privacy for the two, she found her eyes unable to leave him, cheeks warm despite the chilly breeze that swept past them. stunned at the thumping in her chest as her vision remained on him, a hand would place itself over the area, as if to verify the actions of that organ. her heart really was racing, and— ah, irony. she knew just what it was a mistletoe implied, but wouldn't dare to ask, never one to indulge in her own wants or needs. if he were to ask, however, then it'd be acceptable — because hakuno is a giver, dutifully fulfilling that which was asked of her.
though a request of a kiss is ... much too personal. as generous as kishinami hakuno is, such requests were ones she'd typically reject, for she is quite the romantic deep down, holding the belief that such intimate acts should be reserved for someone special.
—so maybe that's why ... the thoughts trail off at the feel of his hand on her waist, and she is still without the proper words to say, but actions would speak volumes where speech failed. dark lashes fluttering close, head cranes upwards to accept the kiss. there's a gleeful skip of her heart when their lips met at last, a soft hum sounding from the back of her throat. every touch, every feeling brought on from this moment is unfamiliar, but it is far from unpleasant. the smile on his lips is felt — cute — and while her inexpressive self can't so easily mimic it, the sentiment behind it is reciprocated with a subtle shift to deepen the kiss.
there's another sound as he pulls away, a small whine. head canting with a sigh, brown locks spill over small shoulders, stray strands obscuring full view of flushed cheeks. rosy lips remain slightly pursed, pouting a little, a faint disappointment over wanting it to last longer. a feeling that melts away easily at the sight of his pleased face.
... he's much prettier up close, she notes idly. having someone, having him, in such close proximity was yet another new experience for the maiden who was usually so distant, viewed as a flower blooming on a high peak / someone so out of reach. it surprises even herself when she finds her arms wrapped around his form, an action to keep the two of them remaining close like this.
dainty hand tentatively reaches out to carress the side of his face with a delicate touch, half - lidded eyes peer up at him, mirth in that gentle gaze. a moment's indulgence, is what this may have been, but it had felt much more intimate than that. they'd come this far ... why stop now ? that smile still hasn't left his face ... a smile that seemed more genuine than usual, or was she still in a daze from that kiss ? ( what a nice sight it is, though. ) despite giving ample time to, he doesn't pull nor push her away when her hold tightens. could she take that as a good sign .. ?
a beat, and voice comes out as a whisper between what little space lay between them. ❛ another, please. ❜
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DRACONIANS WE HAVE BEEN BLESSED BY QUEEN MALEFICIA 😭😭‼️‼️‼️✨🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 MALLEUS CRUMBSSSS HOOOOORAYYYYY ✨✨✨✨💖💖💖💞💞💞💖💞💖💞💖💞💖💞💖💞💖💞
Thank you Koono Sumire-sensei(the manga artist) for believing in the "Malleus chubby cheeks" agenda 🙏🏻🙏🏻✨💖💞💖 eternally grateful how round than usual his faces are here,,, he's so cute 😭💞(usually Malleus' faces are drawn like he's Sebastian (rough and very masculine lol) ilysm artist who draws Malleus like a cutiepie 😔🙏🏻💖💚💚)
in my world, Yuuta already eats ramen with Malleus at this point lol THAT is a very healthy and beautiful dragon 💚💚💚💖💖
ALSOO
IM SENSING A PATTERN.... thank you MalleYuu for inventing height difference with your partner trope ✨✨🙏🏻🙏🏻‼️‼️🥺🥺🥺
ALSO this makes me squeal, the Yuu's really look like at Malleus like he's an interesting specimen🤣🤣🤣 LIKE DO YOU SEE HOW SCRUTINIZED YUUKA WAS WITH HIM AOHDKHAKJDKA THEM YUUS KNOWS NO FEAR 😭😭😭‼️‼️
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ALSO there really was GARGOYLES AT RAMSHACKLE!!! 😭😭😭 I'VE ALWAYS BEEN CURIOUS HOW THEY LOOK LIKE but we never got a view of it until now(?) bcs Ramshackle s pictures are usually not that detailed or the mansion is so far away lol
Yuu's scrimblo gargoyle who protected us all this time so that the roof wouldn't crumble even if theres ceiling leaks....🙏🏻🙏🏻✨✨💞 THANKS TSUNOTARO‼️‼️✨✨✨
and now this makes me sad, he's at this dialogue where he's explaining that gargoyles are scary and modelled after monsters but they're also useful and protects infrastructures KNOWING BOOK 7,,,, NSKDNKSD 💔💔💔💔
on another thought, i appreciate the writing of Malleus interpretating gargoyles like this,,, its like so emotionally empathetic 😭 which is in contrast to the interpretation that he's selfish and unable to connect with feelings lol I guess he really only emphatize something when it has a relation to him?
I love that Ramshackle gargoyles looks like a dragon with no wings, its like the Eastern dragon decorations from Diasomnia's Halloween 😭💚✨ no wonder Malleus is attached to Ramshackle lol maybe he has preference over dragon gargoyles lol
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