Hayao Miyazaki On AI

Thank you so for the food, that fic was so cute! This grumpy warlord man being the biggest softy for his partner fills me with much joy

- bug dilf enjoyer anon

Of course!! I love writing for the destruction-happy dad!! 😁😁😁😁

Little headcanon as a treat 🤭

Mandrake would keep you holed up in Wrathwood, where you’d be safe and sound and always under constant protection, if he could. But there is something so attractive about you being able to fight and hold your own. Expect him to be very handsy and affectionate, especially if you save his ass, on the battlefield. That wont stop him from chastising you though. Ignore how hot his face is, he WILL nag at you about coming to his aid while trying to bandage either your wounds or his own while also trying to keep his hands off of you in front of the soldiers.

internet politics and real-world politics have gotten so separated, and pretty soon all this internet weirdness is gonna come crashing into real life and politicians are gonna start throwing around words like “SJW” and “anime communist” and “dark enlightenment” and it’s just gonna be the most ridiculous fucking thing

character aging sheet

-slides in- Do you have anymore mandrake X reader? or any ship headcanons?

Absolutely I do! (definitely didn’t write a whole fanfic on ao3 because I had too many headcanons noooooo)

Mandrake x Reader

I’ve been thinking about this recently but Mandrake has an absurd amount of patience. Not only does he have to rule over a chaotic colony of boggans who more or less do what they want most the time, but he also plays the long con with the leafmen and seems like a genius strategist, planning for every little kink in his plans far ahead of time.

So it stands to reason that he isn’t a man who gets jealous easily. He already puts all his trust in you and isn’t worried about you leaving him for someone else. He wouldn’t be with you if he felt otherwise.

But, but but but, that being said—

—he is possessive.

Not overbearingly so, he respects your boundaries, but this man knows what is his and isn’t going to let anyone even try and think that they have a chance to claim otherwise. It’s just fact, you are his, just like how he is yours.

Your relationship is built on mutual claim and respect of each other, and that doesn’t change.

Don’t ever tell him about the “I licked it so its mine” joke, because you will not be getting away from that one. He’s already enough of a pain in the ass as is.

Anyways, he doesn’t get jealous easily, but he is not above looming over wannabe suitors if they get too comfortable talking to you.

Anybody who dares to flirt with you has a death wish anyways, seeing as you are, presumedly, the co-ruler of the boggans and are equally as feared. Most Jinn don’t know what you actually look like and wouldn’t be able to know who you are unless explicitly told. But who would want to try and flirt with Mandrake’s partner?

If you keep your identity a secret, maybe because you used to be on good terms with the leafmen or just like hiding your face, then that’s more of an excuse for some poor schmuck to try their hand at flattering you.

If Mandrake does see someone getting too close for his liking, he will come over to you and put an arm around your waist, or his hand on your shoulder.

If he’s feeling extra, he will wrap you up in cloak and put his head on-top of yours. Sometimes he will just grab your attention, the sight of him alone will send most running.

No words, other than making casual conversation with you, needed, and when you aren’t looking, he smirks as he watches the person you had been talking to scurry off scared.

You aren’t oblivious, oh no. You know his game, and you’ll poke fun at him for it too.

But if you bring it up and tease him, he’ll only ruffle your hair and push your head away, playing hard to get while the two of you go off to do whatever you were doing.

Sometimes he’ll let the person keep thinking that they have a chance with you, just for the hell of it. You’ll let them know when you’ve had enough and he trust you to handle yourself.

And most the time that you do let the flattery go on, it’s because it serves a purpose.

Information, drinks, news, gossip, whatever, it’s easier to get that sort of thing when you left your armor and cloak at home.

You seem more approachable, and while the occasional sweet talker buzzing around you like a fly is annoying, its nothing a good hit to the jaw won’t fix.

You’ll have a laugh about it later when flying back home to Wrathwood.

Hope you like it! Maybe I can actually finish the other asks that are in my inbox now 😅😅

Vent art

Boggan Headcanon

When it gets really cold the lower rank boggans sleep in groups to stay warm so you’ll usually find them sprawled all over each other.

Same goes for higher rank boggans but they usually sleep with only the others they’re closest with.

Ex: Mandrake and Dagda would lie on top of each other (like cats) when they’d be sleeping at the same time which didn’t happen often as they’d usually do shifts to allow the other to rest

How I wish to live the way you do Brave and strong, all day long, as you walk the path you choose Though they’re small, these gestures of affection I hope sow the seeds of a future that is hopeful and bright With the rose that I long for... Hold my hand and sing with me; our melody is evergreen Every laugh, every smile makes the place I call my home One day, the summer wind may carry all my seeds away Maybe you could fly with me too? If I can bloom Freya character song 🍒💚

And I made ocs that they're in relations with ♡ yeah I'm reblogging a bunch of my bf's art to support him :3 ily lovebug

The hero and the villain

My story takes place in my depiction of minecraft, specifically a modded version i play with my girlfriend, she and i make little bits of lore and honestly i hope that people would love to see my story grow

Hi mate, how’ve you been? I was wondering if I could request a little mandrake x femme reader drabble, if you don’t mind? I’ve been scrolling through the epic tag aimlessly over the weekend cuz I was on vacation and remembered that you had done some requests yourself! Oh and thx sm for your support with my own stuff! <3

Wounds| Mandrake

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Reader: Female Reader| Mandrake x reader

Notes: Sorry for the lack of fics. I've been working so much, tbh It's stupid...

Warnings: mentions of wounds

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"You can't come in here- The king!-!" A gaurd shouted.

"Move! Or you'll never have kids again!" Y/n ordeded dress hiked up in her hands and on a tyrant.

He was quick to move Y/n moving forward. The one guard was luckily he was given mercy by her.

"Mandrake!" She shouted, causing the forest to flinch.

"Keep her out of here." Mandrake ordered his gaurds lazily, slumped over in his throne: beaten, cuts and brusies freshly fixed up.

The gaurds looked at each other and then separated themselves to give Y/n a pathway.

"You're dead!" Y/n contuined to rage.

Walking past the two gaurds. He only sighed, hand covering his face, his elbow supporting his upper body weight.

"What is your problem!? Are you serious!?" Y/n shouted.

"Please give me some peace and quiet!" He ordeded.

A big mistake; she was already mad, now she was furious.

"Peace and Quiet!? You want peace and quiet!?" Y/n argued, her nostrils flaring in anger: "I tried to give you peace and quiet! The whole Kingdom! But you and that Leafman idiot commander can't keep your hands off each other!"

"Do not word it that way-"

"What?! Honesty tick you off now?!" Y/n snapped. He glanced at her, and she started her pacing: "I'll have to meet with Queen Tara again! You and Ronin need to either back off or get married to one another! I already solved the border issue and now!-"

Her voice raged on a she turned to look at him, her voice falling to silence. Mandrake looked beat up, badly beat up. For only a moment she argued with herself; "I..." he started, "know you have been working hard, for peace...thank you,"

Y/n sighed, walking her way over; up the small steps to his throne, she kneeled at the base of his throen, he was slumped over making it easier for her to get a better look at his face, he hiding brusies under the hand which covered his face.

"Let me see." She spoke softly.

"I'm fine-"

Mandrake paused as she pushed his hand away softly, she frowning at the bruise forming under his eye.

"Have you..." Y/n started, reaching out to touch his face; his flinching, "so you haven't..."

Y/n looked back and called for a gaurd: "Get my medical equipment please, it's in my room," She told.

"Yes, my Queen." He responded and rushed off to do as ordered.

She turned around back to him as she cupped his cheek: he leaned into it: "What happened," y/n asked softly.

"It seems you know the answer to that." Mandrake answered. He sounded just as exhausted as he looked.

"My queen."

Y/n turned her head a gaurd there with her bag, "Thank you." She spoke taking it from him.

Y/n was quick to open the bag and look through her bottles of Tonics. She picking one out.

"What does that have in it?"

"Root-"

"Pine root?"

"Mhm-"

"No."

"I know it stings but it heals the best-"

Y/n put some on some cotton she had in another glass, and lifted her hand up to clean his wounds. Yet he blocked her.

"Mandrake-"

"No-"

"It's going to get infected if I don't clean it." Y/n argued.

"It stings-"

"Maybe you shouldn't of gone into a fight then."

He winced as she blotted his face: he hissing as she cleaned his wounds.

"I know. Im sorry." Y/n answered, quick to finish and pull away: "Where else?"

"Surely you don't think I'm going to undress for you in front of my own men." He teased; his eyes switching sides to look her way.

"If I asked?" She asked; sat all pretty on the backs of her feet, looking at him with the wish only to help.

"no." Mandrake answered.

"Damn it." Y/n cursed.

"You know that doesn't work on me," Was his response, she getting her bag back together, closing it up as she stood.

"That's not what you said a night ago." She snarked back, a smile across her face.

The guards standing attention at the entry way tried to hold it together.

"Damn sounds like Im getting more action than the boss?" A third grumbled to her coulleges.

"What was that!?" Mandrake shouted.

"Nothing, sir!" They were quick to answer.

"Be nice to the kids." Y/n protested, holding her hand out, "come on love, lets go and finsih patching you up."