Ryu 💫🐉

anyway. can we talk about jack and the love he shows for his mom in increasingly devastating ways through the years? it isn’t surprising to me as she’s the one constantly present person in his life up until 1914, but listen. listen to me. he was sixteen. he was sixteen and his home just got shot to hell, he watched uncle die in front of him, he watched his father send them off with the intent to sacrifice himself so they could get away safely— and the first thing he does when they ride back and find his body is hold abigail while she cries.

he was sixteen years old and instead of having any sort of big reaction himself to what you could argue is the most traumatic event of his life, he immediately goes to console his mother. and we Know how bitter and angry sixteen year old jack is, but he doesn’t go after ross until abigail is gone. he doesn’t throw his life away and become exactly the man she did everything to save him from being until she doesn’t have to see it.

his thought process just breaks my heart there. he was only a kid but he saw his mother was heartbroken and he pushed aside everything he must’ve been feeling to take care of her. and if in littler ways, he’s Been doing that since he was a kid. jack’s nearly unrecognizable from his 1899/1907 self in 1911, but i see him hugging his mother while she cries over the death of her husband and i can’t think of anything but that little boy that made her a flower necklace just because he found some pretty flowers.

I think he likes spinning his keys and clicking his lighter open and closed, basically likes fiddling with stuff, including his necklace. I think he gestures with his hands a lot too, idk he just stims with his hands a lot. He likes shiny things. OH, I also think he likes video games, and one small part of it is he likes the clicking noises the buttons make. He also like, actually likes games (real sore loser though, but it's one thing he's better than Kiryu at lmao)

Fuck it, following on from that last bit here's some unrelated headcanons too: he likes strawberry milk. Idk man I think he enjoys it. Probably secretive about it though. Ooh, def likes strawberry shortcake too. Boy just likes strawberry. Would be tempted by cute strawberry shaped phone charms and keychains but that shit ain't "manly" so he just looks at it forlornly for second and quickly moves on

One time I read a fic that said his hair/shampoo smelled like sandalwood and vanilla and I haven't stopped thinking about that because idk what the hell sandalwood is but I DO love vanilla. For some reason I think he'd also like green apple?? I have no idea why??? Just smells nice yknow.

Better singer than he is a dancer (I mean I feel like this is canon have you SEEN him in the disco minigame he plays like I do), which is probably both due to and why he fuckin belts along to his favourite songs when he's driving, but I think he also hums to himself when he's doing other stuff. Doesn't even notice it sometimes, it just happens.

Autistic Nishiki whose special interest is fashion and not only considers what's trendy but also looks out for fabrics that aren't a sensory nightmare, however sometimes he will force himself to wear something that isn't comfy for appearance's sake, which leaves him more vulnerable to getting overwhelmed and therefore 'emotional' Also means he has his collar popped like Kiryu's for sensory reasons too and slutty reasons, which would once again make me correct in saying if he undid his collar in Kiwami he'd be normal again because if I were constantly experiencing sensory discomfort I too would be fucked up and evil.

Cause like here's the thing, autistic Kiryu and Majima headcanons are more obvious (especially the former), whereas Nishiki probably comes off as the most 'normal'; he can likely maintain eye contact and talk to people 'normally' and not like, go off on some random tangent about a special interest or hyperfixation. And then you remember masking is a thing.

Let's hope I suddenly get rich by winter

I'm trying to figure out how to draw him

Painting is not for the weak