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uchiha-7thsingularity · 2 years

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Finished part two of the period. Sorry if there are misspellings or wrong pronouns. I might go back and edit these later. I made these the best I could interpret the characters or how I read them when the devs introduced them to us in the game. Tried my best. Eat this horny and wholesome content real quick.

Scylla Anguis Mirun:

The First Lady is waiting to put the ass in class. Visiting Felix's room to check you out, *cough* *choke on wine*. Her excuse is to check up on her little fefe. One day she stopped for a bit to get a glimpse of your charming smile and Felix's pout fit to settle her boredom. Instead, felix was out doing studies (hot nerd shit)...anyway, she saw you clutching your sides with a painful expression. Coming to your side she pats your back lovingly with a worried look to ask about your troubles. You try to overcome the cramps to then twitch and sweat buckets on top of buckets holding in a scream. At this point, she finally realizes that you are experiencing period symptoms to hurriedly drags your poor soul to her bedroom. She lays you down to reveal she is going to do whatever in her power to grant you your well-being again. Which translated to: you are stuck on bed rest and ask me for anything to your desire or needs/wants, pretty please. The starsworn will be notified of your condition later on when felix returns. (Little did he know he will be getting an earful from a pesky sister).

Going to Florian and Escell she demands a handful of servants to send dinner to her room with necessary accommodations to heal you in your weak state. (She wants to worship and baby you to her heart's content. Step on her ma'am)!!! Withers is told to not disturb you two for the time being, as well as for Scylla to have alone time with you. Returning to you she finds you fell asleep...in her bed...to admire every inch of your gorgeous figure you cover with questionable clothing she has never seen before. Evening arrives when she has prepared a bath and new clothes for you to take willingly. Given her taste, she has gifted you a silk robe with gold sewed to the fabric with a butterfly design. Lacing the bath with salts and perfumes she registers you awake rubbing your eyes. (Gods, you are too precious).

Taking a bath you've realized she lit a couple of cherry-scented candles to relax your state of mind for the time being. Drying off and changing into your new bathrobe you kindly are grateful for the period supplies she gave you. Soon after, you enter back into her chambers. And oh…..oh this is new...you gasp at the sight to behold. She has brought you dinner with a dessert of five different kinds. Candles are lit in every corner of the room to gently lay your gaze on her silhouette in the lit room wearing a matching bathrobe herself. Maybe a gold-painted rose sealed between her lips. I don't know. She's a hard OG simp for MC from what I got if she had gotten a route. Queen, please be my baby momma! You stride over to her ever so slowly as if this was a fantasy. She sits up slightly guiding you to cradle your hips with her delicate fingers. MC/ OC: I'm in your debt Scylla. Thank you for the items but is ALL *you wave a hand gesturing to room outlook* this is honestly a tiny bit much for a period?? Specifically, for myself when you already let me into your home. Scylla: Preposterous! A delectable feast is fit only to be stomached by a forbidden fruit such as yourself. (And tonight she wants to make you as comfortable and praised till you salivate for her). Let me tell you one thing MC * whispers in your ear* I want a taste if you let me. I promise you won't regret a single second. Ahem...what!?

She feeds you. Letting you pick which platter is your personal favorite to note for later date ideals. Such an absolute queen she lets you feed her. I feel like she would hold eye contact with Mc just to see their cute rosy cheeks light up as you avoid her intense gaze. Stuffed to the brim from a delightful dinner date you assumed, she plucks the rose she had off the pillow and tucks it in your hair smiling like a fool. Of course, the servants ruin the moment and haul away the empty plates and cups. You both thank them and bask in the calm silence surrounding the two of you now. You go to sit down on the bed when she follows you not a moment later.

Tenderly holding hands you both lay in bed staring at each other. She asks if you are comfortable enough. You nod. Then she gets a mischievous smile. She kisses each knuckle sending shivers up your spine. Scylla just wanted to distract you from the pain while getting some sugar. Then you cuddle up next to her to then ask her to give you a back rub. She obliges. Using the lotion you got from Florian it was pomegranate scented that tickled your nose every time you took a whiff of it. Laying on your stomach she gets on top of you. (No pause). Generously speaking she took any knot in your muscles she could fine to quietly hum a toon under her breathe. Entranced you closed your eyes to ask her what she was humming. A lullaby she used to sing to her fe when he was a tot with magical talent. It calmed them when they both heard their parents arguing down the hall for the most part. :(

Night befell the room growing darker but you could care less when she hit a certain spot to make you feel like on cloud 9. Eventually, you two parted as she washed her hands with you exhaling in relief. Survived another day of your cycle. Drinking sparkling water or whatever this water was from refreshed you to think clearly for once without a shocking pain in your back. Swaying her hips she closes the curtains to then blow some of the melted candles out to dim the room for the sleeping period now. Holding you in her tattoed arms you ask her about each tattoo she has a story to share for each one. Oh boy. Falling asleep together you wake to her getting ready in the bathroom. She tells you to lay back and stay in bed. You hesitate but obey her offer. She tells you she is going to her bars to see the final renovation and that she will be back with more gifts to sway you with.

At her bar, she meets with the star sworn. Plus Elowen, Tulsi, Ayanna, and Saaros. What a fine group of friends you and Fefe has gained. They inform her they will stop by later to see how you were doing and she teases them that she has the situation under control and to not have their panties in a twist. Felix gags and blushes at the same time. Though he is relieved for you and his sister having each other in times of need. Usually, she would get on Felix's ass about messing with spells and whatnot. Holding her tongue from this point on she only wants to use it to tell you sweet nothings from now on. Thank you my stupid little brother for bringing my future lover to the doorstep of my bar to sweep me off my feet. She has been in love with rings attached at the end of the string to follow through with her title as an Escellun. (Satisfied by Hamilton starts playing in the background). Love couldn't be anymore clearer when she heard you speak in a sarcastic tone. Not that you were different, brought her felix, or were sarcastic to her. You talked to her like a human being and not as a spoiled rich girl or mysterious bartender. Arrow in the heart. She wanted to have another conversation with you under any circumstance to see where you'll both end up talking about. Perhaps, future plans!

Saaros the Ambassador of Rivathi:

Scanning their notebook for Azimuth's choice of sight for the possible future. They do not see this event show up on paper stained with galaxy ink. You crumbling on yourself in the castle with everyone to see. Normally, he would think you're being overdramatic and making a scene to gain their attention to peek at the journal. This is not the case. Without hesitating the elf has held you up by the armpits to drag you off to the room given to them to accommodate the needs of an ambassador. Anisa had walked off with Scylla because you both shooed her away to let her enjoy herself for once. In privacy, they mutter what poor choice of state the starsworn leave in after training. You tell them this wasn't the end result of training. (Rub chin in thought to appear calm but fail). MC smiles and talks about the body aches for a few minutes to let Saaros process the situation their in together.

Flicks forehead. Saaros: Be still child and lay in the comforter. It sounded like a demand than a request. MC/ OC: Don't flatter yourself. I would have laid down for you even without your permission. Wink. Wink. (Bite lip. Smack to head. What else shall I do in your presence?) Okay, moving on the elf retreats into the bathroom for hand lotion, as they would. Not for you. Sike. Kidding. Letting them apply it to each hand you feel their soft chocolate hands pinpoint the pressure you wanted on them in getting the elfs bag throughout porrima. It takes your mind off the painful shocks ricocheted within your abdomen and waist to let you savor their warm touch to the bone. Otherwise, the servants in the palace are summoned to fetch you both dinner with a tip to knock before entering the room after dinner is served to clean up. Much appreciated you thank the kind offer of the ambassador taking care of little old you. Rolling their eyes the elf strides to open a bottle of room temperature water to fill your empty stomach.

All through the evening you develop a sense of stability that your elf harbors. The shared secrets and gossip among each other is gratifying to be spoiled with even on a bad day. Dinner is brought with silver utensils that gleams under the candlelight. Memorized you dig into your meal with three courses and several beverages to thirst your appetite to your hearts desire! The side dishes were mainly picked grapes and fresh cut melon. Seasoned potatoes grilled to leave a charred taste on the tip of your tongue. Besides the chicken being slathered in red wine sauce to only have the steam hit your nostrils and flare up with delight. For the main part Saaros shared stories of times when they would venture in journeys after meeting anisa for his work ethic. Seeing them open up seem like a whole new world in spite of the momentary silence every time you took a bite.

Stuffing yourself and rubbing your belly you don't notice the elf get up and leave the room. A knock at the door and you open for the servants to clean up the room. After they left the corridors the elf returns with a big leather book with papers sticking out. They laugh at your curious look and gesture toward the couch. Sitting on the couch you bump shoulders to lean in for a better view of the pages. Turning every page the book contains memoirs of his past adventures while the elf smirks at any reaction you fail to cover up. Astonshied you ask questions on top of questions by glossing over notes they written and stuffed between the pages. Discussing their recent voyages have you wonder what you could experience together...if that is still a possibility. Would you stay in Astrea forever or leave to go home?

Yawning. Eyelids dropping the elf notices you falling asleep on their broad shoulders. Flipping the book closed they go to get up when you pull them back to stare up at them. Curious at your intentions the elf as sharp as they can be doesn't notice you lean up to brush your lips against their temple. Pulling back to grasp their jaw in your warm palm you can see a red glow tint their pointed ears slightly. The crinkle in your eyes must show because they take that as a challenge. Leaning you back on the couch they spread your legs and slowly rub circles on each inner thigh. The sensation is marvelously welcomed as you bite your lip and arch your back into the cushions. (Juicy...let me stop). Each trail of the slick elf's tender fingers massaging your aching muscles has your mind going wild as you begin to close your eyes to their touch. No one will see like this but them. Understood.

For a while the elf's eyes roam over your relaxed body to then take a sip of the wine you both were drinking before the touch starved moment. Still enjoying the rub they decide to lean toward you to give you a kiss on the forehead. Not expecting that you blank for a second and short-circuit for the rest of the night. Feeling accomplished in their daily nightcap the two of you head for bed to cuddle while not caring about any discomfort but each others warmth. That night you dream of the two of you on an exploration and adventure driven rondevous while the elf stays up thinking of their previous devious acts of affection they bestowed upon a foreign exotic species.

The next morning they accompany you to inform the star sworn to be more aware of a ill comrade in need of help. They apologize and take you guys out for lunch. Of course, others are invited which Saaros recognize as nobility and you recognize as extended family. (Guess who they are…...Anisa mom, Sage sister, and Felix sister with florian in tow….surpised. No. Okay, sorry). In addition, thee elf watches you as you are hyper focused on a debate with sage about the definition of what counts as a sandwich. Nonsense. Usually, the elf would see meeting you as a sense of coincidence. Althoughh, as you warmed up to them, the elf couldn't help but yearn for your attention to detail. Especially, if that attention was toward them only to then have the courage to take your hand and never let go for even a second longer. If you want of course. Who's to know?(Asmo).

Elowen De Bhaldraithe:

She could bash her head into the nearest stone wall for not keeping an eye on you sooner. Swaying down the trail you both walk on everyday. Her feline eyes narrowed at your petite weak figure that kept wobbling every time you took a step. After a certain amount of time she got irritated and grabbed you to throw you over her shoulder. Heading to Fanthom to the room Anisa gave her she threw you on a stool to head into the bathroom for a moment. Coming back with a bucket and rags with clean clothes in her clawed palms. Telling her you were fine for the hundredth time she ignored your wailing and pouting. Filling the bucket up with warm soapy water she dipped the rag in and wringed it out. Grabbing your face she told you to undress.

Feeling vulnerable you sigh and follow her orders stiporing to your under gamrnets to let her clean you the right way to feel more comfortable. Thanking her she brushes your blushy face off prioritizing your health first and trying not to think of your smooth skin at her disposal for her to glorify. Carrying on she lets you change for your sake while she notifies everyone in Fanthom to give you space during your painful conditions. If they don't understand (Felix, sage, and Saaros she rolls her eyes and points to anisa to tell her to explain. And then she runs back to your side with a jar of cookies she found fair and square.) Sorry rime. Stretching your body on her black sheets she offers a cookie to you and you happily take one to split with her. Munching together you rub your hips with a pained expression.

Dusting her hands off of the crumbs she takes her gloves off to reveal her pointed fingernails filed to the tips. Smirking, she lays on your thighs to massage your abdomen in solemn silence as you watch her with adoration in your eyes. For a few minutes it is peaceful for the both of you. Then you ask her about her childhood and she is silent for second. About to ask her again she jumps into a story of her and lucan trying to jump on roofs to outrun each other across their homeland for fun. Listening to her dive into different memories no matter the ending of the stories she had with her late brother make you feel hopeful. Seeing a smile take your lips she gets off you seeing she pleased you more than with an easy task. You get up to hug her as she pats your head.

MC/ OC: I want to take a walk around Fathom to bet some circulation. Wanna come with? She scowls at your question. Elowen: *grabs your hand* Let's just go. I'll carry you. No exceptions! Startled by her lifting you on her back you give a squeak. Grumbling, you muzzle your cold face in her blonde frizzy hair that smells of citrus and lime. Being a top must be hard for you since you keep pointing out every little detail you see. Your like a wiggly worm. She doesn't mind, instead she holds you even tighter by the thighs that seem more warmer now that your both sharing body heat. Weird paintings capture both of your interest to think of stories as to why the painter expressed their thoughts on to canvas. You come up with the idea of the artist just wanted to express the mindset one goes through of living in a world like Astrea. And she contradicts your story that the painter simply was in need of a pay raise or experienced whatever the painter expressed with paint. Snorting. You both see endless bookshelves which make you think if the time safe showed you the one at mournfall. Noting of sneak getaways with a tough female kitten that could easily drop you at her will. Gulp.

Empty rooms occupy the endless halls and you are curious but respect not to go in to any of them. Elowen continues her earlier stories adding to her training for the last five years she put her heart and soul into becoming the berserker. She goes silent for a second when she feels a peck at her fluffy ears. Tail poofed and pupils dilated. She huff's realizing you pulled her out of her overthinking her past intentions to harm your friend sage before knowing the truth. She still despises him but maybe…. Can learn to work with him and see him as a fellow comrade. Someday. Then she feels you grab her fluffy ears to steer her down the stone hallway. This does NOT amuse her but she keeps moving nonetheless, to then head out to the baths that sage showed you once.

Lights in the night sky start to illuminate with the halo of the sunsets rays as they brighten the surface of the water. Hoping off your exhausted cat you take her hand and lead her to the steps of the pool. Taking your shoes/ sandles off you both dip your swollen feet into the chilling water that leaves ripples around your ankles. Seeing each others reflections you lean her head to lay on your shoulder. A sigh escapes her lips as she makes eye contact with your reflection with a smile on her pale face. Throwing compliments at one another you start to pet her ears. For her it's euphoria and for you it's a wholesome experiment to see what gets her riled up and makes her putty in your hands. One time she accidently hit you with her tail and so you decide to twirl her tail in your other hand. You see her face turn cherry red as her mouth forms an "O" while her eyes are screwed shut and her lip quivers up into a grin. This astounding sight exists for your twinkling eyes to remember for later shenanigans to mess with her.

You both return to her room with slippery feet or paws. And she tackles you to the mattress hiding her face in your chest mumbling sweet worships. Falling asleep in her presence is not something new for either of you after spending time together. She watches for a while your chest going up and down. Hearing your heartbeat for every breath she takes for the borrowed time Lucan gave her. It makes her grateful for stumbling upon you before she took a dark path. Waking the next morning to you drooling all over her pillows she realizes she will fight anyone to see another blue sky with you. Or just to get another chance to care for someone she thinks she loves more than her brother's legacy. And to that she kisses your chest to wake you so you guys can start your training as one.

Tulsi Ain:

What a week in a heated environment. Wiping the sweat off she sees you coming up the stones jagged path of the alleys to bring her dinner like the previous times you showed up to greet her with a flashy smile. It reminded her of sage to then tell you to limit the time you spend with her intoxicated brother. You nod in silence with a basket in hand and bags under your eyes. She cups your face as she observes the blotches on your cheeks and sweat beading your forehead. That won't go down on her watch to see her beloved MC fall apart on her watch. That's her job. Pulling you to her house above the shop (I assume. Dorian let us into the lore and backstories of last legacy characters. You got me on my knees...I beg por favor)!!

Rinsing out her pots and basins she fills them to the brim with cold water with ice cubes to settle next to her bed she let you lay upon. Now she is well familiar with the cycle of womanhood. Guilty for not asking how you were feeling sooner she apologizes over and over again. Until you tell her it's not her fault but yours for not telling her sooner. Dabbing your forehead she furrows her brow when you start making silly faces to amuse her from your agony. She snickers to the point you both start laughing and enjoy each other's warmth. Forgetting the cramps and headaches coming on tulsi begins to head downstairs to cook dinner with the ingredients you bought early on. Relaxing on her mattress you roll over to welcome the smell of her scent on her pillowcases and sheets. (In this case, she has fluffy pillows and blankets that she wraps herself up in for cold nights.) Burying yourself deeper into her covers you start to massage your temple and hips.

Hot plates in hand she scurries up the stairs to witness her other half rubbing themselves while in her bed. She thinks she might faint. Noticing her you sit up slowly to grab a plate as she blocks owlishly at you with a red glow to her complexion. Sitting next to you she gives you water to wash the delectable meal down with a satisfied gulp. You share a pleasant conversation about childhood stories as you eat her homemade meal. Her being a child while watching sage run from pissed-off bakers after stealing pastries or you mentioning outdoor games you played as a child with the neighbor kids next door. Finishing up dinner she cleans up as you let your eyes wander off around her sacred room she shows no one. There are tickets of scrap metal and knickknacks she's collected over the years. She comes back into the room to smile at your curious look to tease you about being nosy and wide-eyed. You brush her off but she comes beside to throw her arm around you and ask if you feel better. Leaning into her neck you give her a tiny nod.

Bunny girl asks if you need anything and you stare at her for a solid minute. Then ask what's wrong to have you ask her about trying yoga poses with you to stretch your body out for a sense of relief. Without hesitating she pulls you up to only ask what "Yoga" is or does for your body?? (Wouldn't you like to know;)..... I would...oh). You explain to her about the results to do specific poses with a partner you trust to help you stretch your body and help your blood pump faster. She agrees to help you to make you feel well again. Both of you stunning ladies decide to stretch first before doing poses and cracking your knuckles. (Do any of you have a bad habit of cracking your knuckles like me?) Moving on you try simple poses like touching your toes. Seated cat cows. Twin trees. Temple. Seated twist. And so on. You suggested at one point to do a difficult one but then collapsed on each other with your face buried into her chest with a blushy bunny. Apologizing endlessly, she brushes it off with her contagious laughter that brings you to laugh with tears in each of your guy's eyes.

You decide you did enough yoga together to pull tulsi on her feet and wash up and call it a night. Ever the hard stubborn worker she gets the tub prepared when you tell her you rather have a shower. Tulsi: You sure? I can run a hot bath for you to relax your muscle spasms. Running your finger through her brown locks MC/ OC offers: You done so well for me. All I want is to help you wash up to give my thanks. Is that okay with you? Stars twinkle in each eye as you both are careful removing each other's clothes and folding them somewhere nearby to share a hot shower together. You've never felt so loved and cared for that you thank her by pecking her jawline as steam comes from her long fluffy ears and shower head. She makes sure to be extra gentle as she washes your scalp with a fruity fragrant shampoo to calm you down during the struggles of your period. Drying off each other to be back in your clothes you braid her hair and the same goes for you. Or pinned if you had short hair? Air dry? (I rather air dry and braid my frizzy hair).

Hugging in the bed you stare at her to tell her how beautiful she is. Choking on her spit she reciprocates to get different expressions from you as well. It turns into a competition when you shut her up with a slow kiss and rub her back. Releasing her puffy lips she bites down for a second to catch her breath then pouts that she was supposed to be taking care of you. Giggling you tell her she has done the best thing to do during your cycle. Which is to have her by your side every step of the way. Fingers interlaced you both take turns speaking sweet words only you guys hear from each other. And share kisses, maybe a possible stolen kiss here and there. Falling asleep tulsi decides to wrap you in blankets while holding you close to say under her breathe she was lucky to have you walk into her shop with her brother that faithful day. She soon falls asleep by your side with a smile plaster on her cute face.

Waking up you smell bacon in the air. Tulsi no longer in bed (always awake before you) she has cooked a yummy breakfast with bacon, fruit, and eggs to have the star sworn around the table with elowen and others sipping coffee or tea. Ayanna and florian chat while Scylla waves to you from her seat. Saaroos just pulls a chair out for you. Smiling you greet everyone and Tulsi a good morning as the sun rises and you stuff yourself. She watches you and sage bicker about waffles vs pancakes that leads the silly debate no where for gods no how long. Anisa is to busy trying to explain her cooking skills to elowen who simply rubs her head at the thought of someone burning water. Felix and rime both watch the chaos unfold to then start disputing about a toast spell gone wrong. Snickering to herself tulsi realizes that she is the utmost great fun to have you in her life. She knows you treat her like she is your everything but in reality you are her life. Believe her when she promises to any gods that you and her will never be apart as long as she can preserve the home you created for each other.

#fictif #last legacy #female reader #period mention #elowen de bhaldraithe #last legacy saaros #tulsi ain #Scylla Anguis Mirun

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approximately20blorbos · 2 years

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hi hello!!!! brain is a little mushy right now but i would like to learn about whatever oc is rotating in your head the most right now. or anything else you'd like to talk about! please share whatever you'd like 👀

hello hi!! ty ty for the ask I very much appreciate it and if mush is a bad thing I hope it goes away soon!!

I am. hm. I am feeling very bees in head without a specific target so I'm gonna ramble about whatever mine heart desires as it comes to mind

themes first I am thinkin about how. solidarity and working together are themes in my book right. the connection that runs between people, it doesn't matter what type, platonic romantic just straight up kindness whatever, it's important. unity and stuff. it's in the magic system with it being math and art based and weakened due to being perceived as two different entirely separate disciplines but when Immerlias puts yhem together he figures out how to cast spells society hasntbeen able to replicate in years. and then there's the doomheart (placeholder name) orcs that respond violently to outsiders or minor disagreements in opinion (I have more stuff on this but running out of steam on this topic so moving on)

I am also thinking of the twins and their codependency and how far they'll go for each other like they will act extremely outside of their normal disposition for the sake of the other even if they regret it later and like even Immerlias will fucking Wreck you if you are a serious threat to Aryaea like if you're threatening him or basically anyone else he'll talk a conflict out or try for a pacifist solution. legit the one and only time he's killed somebody in a dnd game was bc they were a threat to Aryaea (the whole party technically but that was the Tipping Point) and then he had a breakdown over it for weeks

and ok last thought before I post I had a whole big thing thinking about Immor and willpower and his name the other day bc his name can be translated to a few things yk the most common being indomitable. but he would prefer to translate it to resilient or perseverant instead bc he thinks indomitable makes him sound too infallible BUT those two words kind of imply a more passive approach to life than Immor has taken. and that is. a very brief segment of a longer ramble that has already been rambled on discord lol

ty for the ask!! this is probably incredibly incoherent so I'm living up to my blog title I suppose lmao

#asks #multi lefaiye #head full of scrambled eggs #<—tagging bc incoherent #death ment

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suncatchr · 11 months

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17-20

Answering this one under a cut bc it got long :peacesign:

17. Who is your favourite OC?

kodaaaa my skrunkly...... I'd say it's because he's my oldest but honestly it's probably because he's based off of one of my favourite characters of all time teehee

I'm gonna talk about pokemon adventures for a second bear with me

so here's the thing. blue oak pokespe is like sam winchester levels of my favourite guy, but there's a translation error surrounding his name. In Japan, because the first two pokemon games are called Red and Green, the two male main characters are also called Red and Green. But in English, the games are Red and Blue, so the two main characters are called Red and Blue. I read an American translation of the manga, so I always called him Blue, and the female main character Green. But for MOST of the fandom, the boy is called Green, and Blue was given to the girl. It was really irritating for me that it just HAD to be him that everyone called by a different and uglier name, so when I needed inspo for a character later, I decided I'd take Blue and give him a name I LOVED so I wouldnt have to deal w that anymore lmao

Blue starts out as a very arrogant person who is that way because he has a lot to prove, mentors he doesn't want to let down. As he matures he becomes quiet and distant, but he always shows up when his friends need help. I like his appearance in the Yellow arc the most, he's very aloof and always off doing his own thing, but at the same time he's training and protecting Yellow because she's incapable of hurting pokemon, but it's her job to rescue Blue's rival, Red, who's gone missing. He doesn't falter in helping her and he shares details about his past with her, but he never stops being chilly and aloof. I love him augh

So I gave Koda my favourite traits from at the time my favourite character. He's aloof, he's distant and arrogant and cold, but he's helpful. He'll never turn down somebody in need or back down from a fight. He's determined and hardworking and always has been. In his original iteration he was much more show-offish and arrogant, but those traits become kind of corny for a character who's supposed to be pretty mature.

Apart from Blue I just like writing Koda. I like coming up with blunt things for him to say, I like using his inability to let things go and moralism to start fights w other characters, I like figuring out how he'll act when he's forced to deal with other characters when he's someone who wants to be on his own. He also has a lot of contradictions in his personality, which are always fun to me. He's very rude, not caring what he says to others, but at the same time he's very polite, he has an image to maintain. He's unemotional by nature, not heavily swayed by things, but also his emotions control him, he's always fighting with them. He's a humanitarian, can't help but help people even at the smallest scale, but also he hates helping people, wishes people could do things for themselves. He's got a lot going on it makes him versatile, I know what to do with him in every story.

Runners up for my favourites!

Cass and Lune, they come as one person. Cass, despite being a jokester, is mature and collected. He's a good comic foil because of his wit and charm, but he handles somber situations with maturity and grace (until he's alone). He's always trying to do what's best for everyone, but he won't exclude himself from everyone. I guess the core of why I like him is his emotional maturity, he's trying hard to make life easy on everyone, even when hes the one that needs their help. As for Lune, love for others and unwavering loyalty are always standout traits for me. I love a character who will never ever leave, the one time he tries to walk away from someone it tears at the fabric of who he is. He's always going to learn so that he can continue to grow alongside others. They're characters that do not work on their own, but have personalities that make them this way. Their love endures everything because of it and it's. so good

Anthem and Gabriel, also one person. I love writing about Anthem he thinks he's so fucking sick in the head but he's just a guy. He's, again, unwaveringly loyal, willing to put his life on the line to get his friends a band-aid. He thinks his loyalty to others is the only good thing about him and tries his hardest to use it to be a good person. And Gabriel is someone who projects love and support for others, friendly and dependable and kind, but he's cutthroat. He knows when something is wrong and needs to change, he won't let anything hurt people he cares about. He can get mean fast, but it's all for the sake of kindness.

18. Who is your least favorite OC?

You think I have least favourites??? Of my babies??? My little guys???

I guess I have had a historical beef with Heli, as evidenced by the above I can't stand disloyalty. He's loyal to his causes, always to his ideology, but he gives up on people for it. Not even out of a fear of abandonment but a fear of standing still. Committing to others, to him, is a form of stagnation, a crutch to walk the world with. When people make him upset he reads it as a natural breaking point, a reason to move forward, and he won't be the one to look back. Like shaking him by the shoulders there is nothing wrong with what you already have!!!!

I still don't think I'd call him my "least favourite" though like he's got some stuff going for him. I made him endearing and cute so that you don't get annoyed with his antics. like a puppy

19. Who is your most recent OC?

Laika!!!!! Kidnapped from her home, renamed, and made to be a workhorse until the moment these people are ready to sacrifice her. Don't have much on her yet but she's based off Laika the space dog obviously. I feel so sorry for that animal it's insane

20. Do any of your OCs have pets? What kind? NAME?

Cheating for this one bc there's a lot of them here's my chart!

Éclair and Meimei are Lune and Cass's childhood pets, Johann is Luca's service dog, Seoll is a falconer so that's only his pet as long as the bird wants, also I reinstated Keith as one of my ocs and he has three cool dogs he adopted off the street (Riceball, Axel, and Diesel), I'm thinking he just keeps taking in strays and lives in a pack, since he's one of my very few one-man generations

#thankie teehee:3 #oc ask

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bloodyfoxcrew · 2 years

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Spiral Stories HC-Ships, Skyways, and Aether

HC/Lore of how ships/islands float within the Spiral Stories Universe.

Aether:

Aether is a passive magic element that allows items within the Spiral to float. Different materials have different levels of Aether. The foundations of floating islands have levels between 75 and 90% while a tree on said island can have levels as low as 10%.

If a living creature were to fall into the skyway, they would have a short time to “swim” to safety. It’s certainly something people tend to avoid but falling into the skyway isn’t an immediate death sentence.

Ships and Aether:

Ships must have the right Aether levels for each specific part. Hulls must be in the 65 to 89% range else they have a high risk of sinking or even floating up into the void. Sails have a similar restriction but are a bit more forgiving if the levels are slightly too low or too high. It’s good practice, however, to keep sails within that range.

Timber for ship hulls can come from two sources, a specific family of trees with the required Aether levels or timber from other trees that have gone through a process to increase Aether levels. The treated timber is more widely used and “natural” Aether timber is having resource problems due to high demand.

Windstones, the Void, Stormgates, and Windlanes (oh my):

The void is the space between worlds and it exerts an immense amount of pressure that can and will crush unprepared ships that sail through. Many ships and crews were lost in the early years of sailing to the void until Windstones were discovered.

Windstones, when activated, provide a bubble around the ship they are installed in. These bubbles are specified for what area of the void the ship is traveling through to reach another world. The right windstone is required due to the possibilities of the ship being crushed, either by the windstone’s pressure itself in low void pressure areas or by the void pressure if the windstone doesn’t provide enough protection from the pressure.

Stormgates are formed from the pressure difference between the world and the void. These storms create a tunnel of sorts from the world into the void to allow travel between worlds. At the formation of stormgates, a burst of wind and magic comes from the void and this burst forms windlanes. No one is 100% certain how they remain moving but it’s generally believed between the natural current of the wind in the world and the movement of ships is what keeps the windlanes moving and in the same general area to where they were first formed.

Thoughts/Thought Process:

In-Game Translations/Explanations:

Nothing really to add honestly!

Final Thoughts:

IT HAS BEEN TOO LONG SINCE MY LAST POST AHHHH! As I mentioned in a previous update, I started a new job this month and even in the the third week, I'm still adjusting and trying to figure out ways to plan posts!

I'm hoping to do some more lore posts like this as I have plans on "re-mapping" all Wizard and Pirate worlds to go with the canon of BFT. I'm going to try to do my Mooshu re-map with a bit of my personal w101/p101 re-write. If you're in the unofficial Pirate101 OC server, I've already posted a re-map with info from the wonderful Nini in there!

#pirate101 #p101 #spiral stories #headcanon

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dangoarts · 2 years

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i do in fact like other franchises, i'm just stuck in deltarune hell currently

oh boy the absolute trip these epic mickey ocs went through to get where they are today

infodump below the cut because it's shittily long

Starting from the left, Gremlin Xeric is a Blot Wars veteran who specializes in computer programming. While he was fighting against the Blotling army, he started to notice behavioral patterns and signs of intelligence in the Blotlings and began investigating it. He would sneak into enemy camps and observe them, along with watching their behaviors in battle. Eventually, Xeric programmed a translator with a theoretical Blotling language sampled from dozens of recordings he gathered over months of work. He originally made the translator as an attempt to make peace with the Blotlings and hopefully coexist with them, but it was weaponized by the war and used in espionage missions. He begrudgingly followed his commander's orders, but still continued his research on and off the job.

When the war really started heating up, Xeric was sent on more dangerous espionage missions to report the Blotlings' movements and plans. Many of them, including ones into the enemy home base, ended up in him getting discovered, ran out, or almost killed. He lost his leg and his arm during those missions, with his leg being burnt off by a Sweeper's attack and his arm getting clawed by the Shadow Blot. He lost his ability to fly after losing his leg, but he compensated by wearing a jetpack. After recovering from the loss of his arm and getting caught again by the Shadow Blot, he decided to fake his death to stop fighting in the war and focus on proving the Blotlings' sentience.

swears like a mf

Beta Xeric lore: he was originally designed as a girl and as a sort of sister figure to Prescott, since I hyperfixated hard on his character when the second game dropped. However, I decided to go on a more canon, first game oriented direction for him instead of just basically a fix it au self-insert with zero personality.

In the center is Lotley, one of the first Blotlings ever created and a prototype for the Spatter. It was intended to be a common foot soldier, but it was given too much conscious thought and too little weaponry to damage anything. It managed to escape being killed by the Shadow Blot and lived in hiding for its whole life. To avoid being caught by the other Blotlings, it would live in the shadows of toon settlements and passed the time by watching them for days before moving. Over years of observation, it learned how to speak the toon language, and used that to its advantage to trick people into giving it food by voicing a desperate child.

Lotley came across Xeric when he had just faked his death, trying to scam the now homeless, jobless, and lifeless gremlin. Xeric nearly lost his mind when he saw it was a Blotling speaking, and he offered it protection from both toons and Blotlings if it helped him with his research. It agreed, having no other place to go to, plus protection and a friend sounded nice.

Beta Lotley lore: it was originally two separate characters. Beta Lotley looked a lot like present Lotley, but it was bipedal and slightly more humanoid. The second character was a draconic reincarnation of the Shadow Blot named Skippy (don't ask) since I knew nothing but dragons when I hyperfixated on epic mickey. I basically combined the two personalities together and scrapped the whole idea of "oh haha it's a reincarnation because I really like the Shadow Blot a lot so I get to do what I want with it." (that's a whole different story but idk if i'll ever get into it)

The guardian is indeed an oc. It's a Tint that refuses to leave Xeric alone, and he eventually decided on naming it Bulb. It acts as a light source if Xeric is being a night creature like he always is.

And finally to the right is Sticks, the Self-Operating Test in Computer Knowledge System. He was made by Xeric as a prototype for the AI in Beetleworx, and he houses one of the most complex AIs in Wasteland. When Xeric finalized his initial Blotling translation program, he installed it in Sticks's memory so he can act as a sentient translator and gather data discreetly in Blotling settlements without drawing alarm. He is coded to be very sweet and gentle in conversation, but he has learned from Xeric how to be sarcastic. The two of them are inseparable.

Additonal Xeric lore: he was HELLA PISSED when Mad Doctor turned sides and converted the Beetleworx to enemy forces, since he was the main programmer behind the Beetleworx and their targeting system, and the Mad Doctor had the AUDACITY to alter HIS code.

to summarize: i love these guys so much and i love epic mickey

#epic mickey #epic mickey oc #blot wars #blotling #gremlin #beetleworx #art stuff #actual good art #idk what to tag these loling my lols i only post deltarune content #long post

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recurringwriter · 2 years

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Fanfic Writer Tag Game

thank you @omgkalyppso for the tag!

What's your all-time favorite ship?

hmm probably at this point it's rodriguela but i was always a big fan of chrom/sully. before that though i really liked cormag/tana (platonic). i think i've always been too much of a multishipper for an otp

How many works do you have on AO3?

i have 41 works at the moment! and hopefully many more to come (i certainly have many more wips)

What's your total AO3 word count?

522,825 in 2 years! yikesies!

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

say it with swords - the polyamorous felix birthday fic i wrote last year! it deserves the top spot because there's 4 swordfights and felix gets to see how much everyone cares for him. rated T, 4 chapters

this diminuendo only gets obscene - yeaaaahhhh!!!! the morning after rodrigue and manuela hook up when he visits the monastery in ch5!!! and everyone is acting oh so strangely and he can't figure it out. rated M

Hate to let you down - the Eh-U!!!!!! with oc Mia and Felix and oodles of character growth. i'm So Close to being done the next chapter but i keep forgetting to work on it. rated M now, i don't even know how many chapters anymore. over 70.

whatever doesn't make me stronger kills me - VW syl/vix. don't read this. M rating, angsty and whatever. 4 chapters. i never loved it and published too fast/without putting as much care into it as i could've.

caw'll me maybe - henry awakening and marianne 3houses talk about crows. fun. delightful. lots of cute puns. rated G. please read it

Do you reply to comments, why or why not?

yes!!! i love comments and i love replying to comments and i'm so behind and feel ridiculous because it's been 2 months now but ;u; i appreciate them so much and need to let my commenters know that

What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending?

hmm it's probably between the abovementioned syl/vix and i love you, sincerely, yours truly, yours truly which is a sci-fi thing where sylvain goes into the future and meets a robot lady who looks like ingrid. oh and the divorce au which is just angsty all over. but it isn't ended per se

What's the fic you've written with the happiest ending?

how can i not say steal of two, where Claude and the Golden Deer play for the Fodlan Brier Championship? yes, this is a curling fic. i'm going to be loudly egotistical and say it might be the best curling fic ever written. also familiar starring catboy rodrigue has a quite happy ending that makes you go 'rowodriguwue'

Do you write crossovers?

i did! i wrote a 3houses x pokemon coliseum crossover! chapter one, anyway. and then there's the 3houses x awakening one. but it's not something i want to do lots though.

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

no, thank goodness! i've gotten a few comments where i've been like 'okay, i think you don't appreciate the love that went into this particular chapter or fic' but nothing that's been outright mean. so grateful for how nice people have been. are people scared of me?

Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

i have...been making some attempts lately because i Want to. so yes. i now have 3 E-rated fics and there's more on the way. and i will not say anymore

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

oooh not to my knowledge! if anyone has i wonder if that's where all the hate comments meant for me ended up

Have you ever had a fic translated?

no, and i can hardly imagine the process! that sounds like such a difficult task and i bet translators must really have to love what they're translating.

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

i have not and am on the fence about whether or not i'd ever want to. it seems cool, but also Very Difficult. i'm particular about weird stuff and lazy about others, so i'm not sure what kind of person i'd work best with. i am curious to try someday, though.

What's a WIP that you want to finish but don't think you ever will?

i think that if i want to finish a wip then i will. i have a curling fic that i started and left hanging--i don't think i'll finish it, but only because i don't really care about it anymore. maybe someday i will.

What are your writing strengths?

i have so many strengths. action, dialogue, apparently i'm improving at setting which is Wow Incredible because i always struggled with it, when i bother to describe clothing i do it well. i generally write about things i care about, so i try to write with care. i also write fast. i write lots. and i have fun while i write.

What are you writing weaknesses?

i struggle with writing character descriptions. i can do it, but it's Hard. same with clothing, and food that isn't breakfast. sometimes i write too much dialogue for what i intended a scene to be, because i get carried away. getting carried away might be both a strength and a weakness.

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

if it's done well it's done well. i don't know other languages well enough to do it, nor have i read much where it's been done? aksdjhgfkjhg so i haven't given this much thought.

What was the first fandom you wrote for?

i wrote a fire emblem fates vignette before the game released (on my main blog and you'll never find it). before that it was oops! all original, and never shared.

What's your favorite fic you've written?

steal of two has been mentioned already, and to be honest? i love almost everything i've posted. some are a little on the euuugh not quite side, because i rushed them or they feel SO niche that i'm self-conscious, but in general? i wrote it because i loved it. i hope other people can enjoy them half as much as i do.

i think most people have already been tagged? if you were missed in this though now's your chance to do the tag game. yes i am speaking to you directly. i don't even need to tag you.

#long post #tag game

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themountainsays · 4 years

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Ok I'm gonna ask because I saw your tags mentioning another story, and when you posted CoTA you mentioned you had another, bigger, and more political AU. So... Can we know what it's about??? 👀👀👀👀

Omg omg thank you and also, yes! i have this thing! Oh god i don't know where to start because I'm very excited about it! Oh boy haha

It's this very complicated AU uuuuh here's the basis of it:

The Mist never fell and Runeard didn't die. He was severely wounded during the battle and during his recovery, baby Agnarr acted as Prince Regent. By the time he recovered, Agnarr and his weird girlfriend had figured out a way to manipulate him into abdicating and leaving the throne to him, making Agnarr king and leaving Runeard bitterly planning a game of thrones to take the throne back. Agnarr, as a young and inexperienced prince, took the easy route and delegated a lot of power go the church and the bourgeois, reducing the power of the State so he could deal with things more easily. Both the church and the bourgeois had been waiting for this for decades, as Runeard hoarded all the power to himself and gave other political actors almost no room to do anything. This granted Agnarr some very powerful allies and consolidated the legitimacy of his power very easily, ESPECIALY after Runeard got better and the bourgeois turned against him. Also, the people liked him a lot more. Having Runeard again after living under Agnarr's rule for a year or two would have caused an uprising.

The Northuldra are driven out of the forest around a year or two after this due to flooding and the damage of the land caused by the dam. This was part of Runeard's plan, because his military was so small and they had so little budget that they literally couldn't afford to conquer other land, so if he wanted to control the Northuldra, he would have to lure them into Arendelle.

The Northuldra now live within the borders of Arendelle, traveling around as they're a nomadic people, and herding their reindeer like it's nobody's business. they're severely opressed. The whole point of the plan is to force them to assimilate into Arendellian culture, in hopes of better controlling them and to take away their magic (magic = non-institutional violence. Any organized State would try to either eliminate it or institutionalize it). Iduna has been brainwashed by evolutionist antropology or some bullshit like that and she doesn't even dare to be in contact with her people until The Incident happens, when Anna is hurt by Elsa. She's desperate and she takes Anna with her to seek help, leaving Agnarr and Elsa behind. But guess what as soon as she's back with her people she realizes she never should have left, and because of a whole bunch of spoilery reasons she decides to stay with them and raise Anna with her people instead of going back and bringing Elsa along

Uh oh Anna has amnesia! Elsa thinks Anna is dead! ANGST

Anyways Agnarr dies at sea and Iduna "disappears under mysterious circumstances" around the same time. Runeard rises to power as Prince Regent until Elsa comes of age at 21 (as if that's ever gonna happen *evil laughter*).

Oh shit why is it snowing in summer

Elsa is depressed but if i start listing the reasons we're gonna be here forever.

Meanwhile england the Southern Isles is doing a napoleon and trying to conquer all Northern Kingdoms (Arendelle, Corona, Weselton and a few other OC kingdoms I made up). I know this has been done a million times but bear with me! The war already supposes a big punch in the gut for the economy, but add that to so much of the royal budget going to trying to colonize the Northuldra AND the fact that most industries have been interrupted with 1) the sudden death of crops and livestock 2) the lack of raw material entering the productive process 3) the interruption of trade 4) the nearly non-existent industry in Arendelle making it dependant on commerce and 5) the constant strikes among the proletariat factory workers and the miner's guild for a better salary and the reduction of prices (supply and demand baby!) AND the fact that both the industrial and the rural bourgeois HATE Runeard, the economic crisis ends up being a more dangerous enemy than the Southern Isles. The only industry that's doing well right now is the Northuldra reindeer herding industry (and just barely, as the sudden change in the weather didn't give the animals time to get all fat and ready for winter). It would be a big pitty if the Crown decided to expropriate the reindeer huh.

Add that to the constant attacks coming from the Southern Border, the Northuldra armed groups intercepting caravans delivering firearms from the port to the southern border and the formation of independant militias in the south of the country to fill in the void left by the military, and the levels of non-institutionalized violence is driving the State (and the budget) crazy.

Elsa sings this @ the Northuldra

Also, being all alone, Elsa has to hide her magic from her grandfather.

Anna and Elsa find each other again in this shitty context, but they don't recognize each other. It starts with Elsa needing help to translate some documents in northuldra which she thinks may help her stop the winter, but it soon turns into a dramatic story about propperly reconnecting one's lost heritage, navigating a court of people who want you dead, hiding your identity in enemy territory, mastering the four elements, fixing colonialism (ha), winning a war and also an i*cest love story, because I couldn't help myself.

Oh and also! The spirits have followed the Northuldra south and now live within the borders of Arendelle, but things are so out of balance, they're violent and dangerous to everyone. God knows the giants are a problem. You think you hate the giants from Skyrim? Wait until you meet these guys. Only Gale seems to be chill with humans, and that's only because she's fond on Iduna and her daughter. If only there was a fifth spirit to bring balance to the world 🤔🤔🤔 someone who already knows how to deal with spirits. Maybe someone who is already friends with one. It would be super conveniente if that person also sort of had a claim to the throne.

Bruni and Anna become bros.

You have no idea how happy it makes me that you asked 😭😭😭 i have more stuff and i already have 4 chapters (out of 30) written down but if i tell you everything i have in mind i will never stop. It's heavy and it's A LOT and i really really really hope i can finish it and post it some day. Just writing this makes me want to go work on it right now haha. Thank you 💙💙💙

#tagging as #elsanna #kinda #wind and sky au #northuldra!anna #northuldra!elsa #es muy obvio que se me ocurrio la idea mientras cursaba el cbc? jkshdksjdldjsk

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