not a lot of sheriff love in the world (for various reasons to be fair); i would love to hear more thoughts on stefanos family if you have them 👀 ?
I don't know how to tell you this...
As sweet as Sugary Spire is, the dynamic with Stefano and his dads are the polar opposite with Pascal and his dads
Also under the cut, it's me throwing shade at Sugary Spire
For one, 90% of the SS characters are so dry in canon that it's hard to tell what their characteristics would be. It's so ironic that Rosette has five times the appearances compared to Noisette and yet I do NOT know her fucking personality. Most the Sugary Spire stuff posted are generic TROPES cuz no one knows how to write them, the only person who makes SS art and make it interesting is Heinzlike
Pizzano is kinda the only character who has a decent foundation with his traits. But the rest?? You're on your own LMAO
Like I don't even know what Sheriff does of imma be honest and my bucko Beefy has trouble writing Joan (Jude) also because of that. Me and him are doing EXTENSIVE RESEARCH about what the devs themselves provided of Sheriff and Gumbob and like???? THERE IS NOTHING
And so far all we got was having Sheriff be a shitty parent cuz of how cold and distant he is. It's so ironic that he's supposed to be Pepperman in Vigi's role but has none of Pepperman's charm nor that hospitality Vigi has. Like Vigi may have a resting bitch face but we are still shown that he's got a kinder side. Sheriff however? He's just perpetually pissed on every sprite he has.
Candied apples will give birth and straight up walk away just like Doof's parents jsksndkdkd
Secondly, with that being said, yeah Stefano has a shitty kinda divorced family. His ass is a one night stand love child cuz Pizzano rizzed the fuck out of the Sheriff cuz he did not want a speeding ticket. (also btw, regular Pascal is also an accident, the more you know sksksksksk)
Pizzano pays for the child support 😭
I'm so sorry I can't take this seriously jsnsndnd Sugary Spire has zero writing despite the visuals being so fucking developed it's hilarious. Like I'm so sorry, I never got into SS because I thought it was so boring and I was right now that I've looked into it. How did they make Pizzelle so stale??? How do you manage that???
But yeah ultimately, Sheriff is hella cold at Stefano, maybe even disappointed when he reminds him of Pizzano but like, he still kinda cares? It's just so hard to deal with a kid who's just so impulsive and stupid but like, he'd still show up when Stefano is deep shit. The feeling is mutual on Stefano's side. He plays hero in a musketeer outfit because it's a reminder that he still looks up to Sheriff
Pizzano on the other hand, he acts Stefano more like a super fan than a son. Like yes he cares but not in the way you'd think. They're the same level dense and stupid but not that Stef minds it, he does enjoy spending time with his fun dad more. But again, not to discredit Pizzano's genuine love tho, he is just so shit at showing it and hella busy with uhhh whatever he's doing. Is he a showman like Noise??? I don't knowwwwwwww
But yeah in Stefano's adulthood, Sheriff kicked him out his house, Pizzano let's him bunk in his place and maybe hired him as a stage hand/prop maker so he can have a reason to have Stef stay.
He made his costume and his weapons but he's still a little shit that he just does not want to share his props. Most of them are fake but that sword is jery much real and metal
Lmao the only reason why I was able to write Stefano was because he's a lone wolf who does not need the influence of the other characters
Oh one last thing, Stefano's full name is not as long as Pascal's. The sole reason why it was that long to begin with was because of Pepperman. But since Sheriff did not have that same pop nor wanna deal with Stef, it was Pizzano who did the naming. He is also called Stefano because there is no "Pascallis" in the full name.
Paciano Stefano Royales Creampuff
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King of the Hop (A Megatronus x Orion AU)
a/n: I am weak at heart and mostly wrote this to deal with my own problems so…enjoy. Free therapy for both of us. Swearing ahead. Also, @plutoids-thoughts this is now dedicated to you.
An AU in which TFP is set in a college universe…with a twist. This is the story of Orion Paciano, the greatest ballroom dancer in his class. And when one aggressive, angry student is accidentally placed in a ballroom class, shit goes down.
“You’re stepping with the wrong foot.” Orion gently corrected him and stepped back for them to start again.
“Everything I do is wrong. This is so stupid.” Megs cursed under his breath, wanting to rip off the tight ballroom shoes and storm off. But he gritted his teeth and awkwardly gripped his partner’s hand again. Orion curled his fingers around his hand, and Megs had to fight to not look at their hands.
He had danced with him so many times, but he could never get used to that sensation. Orion’s hold was gentle, but Megs knew that the second he messed up again he would grip tighter and push until Megs’ legs would follow Orion’s. Why the hell did his hands have to be so warm?
“Left turning box, are you ready?”
“No.”
“Shut up, you’re ready.”
They turned, and Megs would have stumbled to the floor if it wasn’t for Orion sliding his hand down Meg’s back so that he stayed upright. Unnecessary, in his opinion.
“Step back and to the si-yeah, you got it that time!”
He got it?
Megs looked over to meet Orion’s smile. It was slightly crooked in that sweet, hopelessly nerdy way. He should smile more, honestly. People with nice smiles-
“Now do it five more times.”
Megs decided it wasn’t that nice of a smile after all. Nope, perfectly ordinary. Annoyingly smug at best. Fuck you, Mr. Ballroom. He let go of Orion’s hand and let out a long-sufffering sigh. He closed his eyes and rubbed his arms, groaning. His muscles could get surprisingly sore from this class.
A small chuckle from the other male caused him to open one eye. Orion’s eyes were twinkling, and Megs felt an unwelcome prickle of heat creep up his neck. Probably just because the ballroom classroom was always hot and stuffy, right?
“I know it’s hard. My first semester was rough.”
Megs scoffed. “See, you say that, but I don’t believe you at all. Hasn’t anyone ever told you it’s bad to lie, Paciano?”
Orion splayed his fingers with a hint of exasperation. “I promise, I’m not ly-”
“HEY! Listen to the teacher!” A loud voice cut through the air, and the two turned to face a frowning girl with dyed blue hair. Megs could never remember her name, but she was damn good at dancing and that was enough for him to find her annoying. He shot her a glare that she shrugged off with a smirk.
“Now that I finally have your attention,” Mr. Magnus drawled, “We can start a new dance. This one is called the Cha-cha. It’s from Cuba. Watch me.”
He gestured to Orion, who immediately began to execute the dance with flawless accuracy. Megs watched in disbelief at the way his hips moved back and forth, rocking from one foot to the other. The dance was fast, and looked complicated as hell. So many side-to-side steps that Megs suspected only Orion could pull off perfectly.
God, why did he have to be so good at this? It was unfair, really. Megs was good at plenty of stuff. History, writing, swordfighting, even occasionally art. So why couldn’t he get this? Orion looked so happy when he was dancing. He had this wide, stupid smile that he couldn’t get off his face. All Megs did do when he danced was frown.
The teacher let go of Orion and began going over the basic steps, instructing the class to follow long. Megs tried his best, stepping forward on the beat but losing all coordination once Mr. Magnus threw the random-ass spin in.
“The hell? This is awful.” He tried to readjust his body, but now his rhythm was off. He moved backwards and stood stiffly to the side. Maybe if he observed this nonsense better he would be able to pick it up.
He tried to ignore it when the blue-haired girl rolled her eyes when she caught sight of his still frame in the mirror.
This dance was the worst. At least he could kind of do the other ones. Sometimes. This was just hell. What the hell were his fellow Cubans thinking?
“This is my favorite dance.” A whisper in his ear nearly made him jump. Orion laughed at his startled expression and held out his hand to Megs.
“Of course its your favorite dance. It’s fucking awful and I don’t understand any of it and I just want to go back to fencing because I’m not even supposed to be in this class and-”
“Shut up, Megatronus.”
And before he could continue protesting, Orion took his hands in his and pulled him to an empty space in the ballroom.
“Here. We’ll go at our own pace.”
He clasped Megs’ hand to his, and kept a gentle but firm hold on his back. His hands were so goddamn warm. It was like he was trying to electrify him with the power of dance…or some shit.
“One..two-three-four…” Orion murmured the count under his breath, making eye contact with Megs every few numbers.
And of course, he was good. He guided them forward and back, keeping them both upright even when Megs stepped on his feet and even when Megs awkwardly crossed his legs around and nearly fell.
“Okay, we’re going to try a spin.”
“Wait-”
Orion pushed against Meg’s hand, and Megs turned, a little too quickly. He felt his ankles knock into each other and he fell forward, but Orion was faster. He reached forward and caught him with both hands, one hand against the small of Megs’ back and the other wrapped around his waist.
They both froze, and Megs knew the warmth in his face wasn’t just from the stuffy room. He looked into Orion’s eyes for one second, two, before looking down and correcting his feet.
“Sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry, be better.”
“Whatever, Paciano.”
Orion let go, a small smile on his face. It looked more tender than smug, and his eyes were sparkling. A small snort left his mouth and he shook his head, still smiling.
He was so beautiful.
He looked at Megs and held out his hands to dance again.
“One..two-three-four…”
fin.
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OC NAME: José Rizal or José Protacio Rizal Mercado y Alonso Realonda, can also be called as Rizal; based on the real Filipino author and national hero of the Philippines.
AGE: Mid 20s , around 27-29.
SPECIAL ABILITY: The Social Cancer; the user can control a certain person, whether it's an ability user or not. His ability is like the Matchless Poet, but stronger. He could summon anything by writing in his notebook. So it's a dual ability or some kind. He can also summon fictional characters in his novels he wrote as puppets for fighting. They appear as shadow silhouettes with yellow glowing eyes. Each silhouette has its own ability in fighting. They could appear as Maria Clara and Crisostomo Ibarra. (Based on the characters in Noli me Tangere.)
NATIONALITY: Filipino; his mother is Chinese while his father is Filipino.
OCCUPATION: He is a part of the Special Division for Unusual Powers. He helps Ango in his work.
MORE INFO: Rizal was good friends with Odasaku, he would mostly suggest novel ideas to him. After Oda passed away, he stopped writing for a while and got back. He also likes to eat Filipino cuisine, but he wasn't able to eat them again because he is in another country. So he hasn't gotten back to his hometown. Rizal is also friends with Kunikida, Because he finds him interesting in some way. He's a HEAVY alcoholic, so he could be a really bad drink-mate. IF he drinks heavy alcohol, but he usually drinks whiskey. Rizal's biggest inspiration is his older brother, Paciano Rizal.
VOICE CLAIM: A mix of Clint Barton from Avengers Assemble and Kamisato Ayato from Genshin Impact.
BEAST: Rizal joins the Port Mafia, and because of his crimes in writing "illegal" novels, he went home and died by not once, but twice gunshots back at his hometown in the Philippines. (A reference to his actual execution in Bagumbayan, 1896.)
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