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henshinskymirage · 1 year

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chara’s reviews: hirogaru sky precure ໒꒱ episode 1 review

synopsis princess elle has been kidnapped from sky land. while trying to save her, sora harewataru jumps into a mysterious portal and lands in sorashido city, meeting mashiro nijigaoko and becoming pretty cute of the sky, cure sky.

intro a new february marks a new pretty cure season! ever since the first leaks, i’ve been ecstatic for this season. it’s a season of firsts (officially at least)! first non pink coded main cure, first main team male cure, first adult main team cure, and first…fart joke. even so, this 20th anniversary season has so much to look forward to. let’s see how the first episode holds up as an introduction to this new season!

hirogaru’s first episode starts with an introduction of the alternate place in the series; akin to the grand ocean in tropre and the garden of life in futari wa. skyland, although the name sounding like a trampoline place, is portrayed as a world in the clouds. having a blue and pink motif (clouds & sky blue; land itself pink), it fits perfectly with the main colors of the season. skyland itself actually reminds me a lot of my little pony, specifically the g3 styles. i really adore the art direction with the settings already!

we are introduced to sora who is flying on a bird, speaking about her goal to be a hero. get ready for that to be mentioned a lot. even in the first few seconds of introduction, sora’s character is established greatly. she’s a young athletic girl who dreams of being a hero! i want to also point out that i actually love her voice. akira-san does a great more tomboyish voice for the main character, something we haven’t seen in a few years.

it seems that sora is on her way to skyland for princess elle’s birthday! that means this episode takes place on march 12th in the universe. the world building for skyland is great honestly. from the few images we see, we can be able to tell a few things about it:

these bird creatures (like the one sora is flying on) seem to have a huge play in the society. maybe something to do with the economy? pets/companions? or just living amongst them?

royalty is especially important to them! they are celebrating princess elle and obviously there’s a giant castle. it’s clearly a kingdom

technology seems to be not as advanced as in the real world; shown later as well when sora gets there

the fashion style is definitely fantasy/medieval esque as it seems to be a lot of simple outfits and things of the sort

finishing our first look at skyland, we are then shown the royalty of this kingdom…including our baby of the season, elle-chan! her appearance is much better than her splash art. by a lot. many people were wary of another precure baby which is fair, but as you can see later on, i actually love her. So Far. elle and her parents- the king and queen of skyland- are on the castle, and her parents are spouting cheesy compliments at each other.

i actually do not like the king and queen’s designs. like at all. although the setting design i adore and the animation so far is beautiful, i can’t help but feel like these two characters seem really out of place compared to the rest. if they had a similar blue, pink and white motif i would have been able to accept them as being fit here but they just… seem really weird. the colors and the clothing design mostly. plus they do not look similar to elle at all. however, i must say i love how the king has a similar cape to cure sky! i also will give props for the wing on the queen’s hat and the collars they have, similar to the cure designs. i guess i just never usually liked the royalty/other (good) world character designs

below is an extremely extremely rough idea of wha4t colors i thought would be better with the queen at least. far too lazy to do the king as you can see from how rough this is in the first place but i think it gets the point across. i just think the colors they used are way too far from the overall feel of skyland and this season. would’ve just liked to see lighter colors!

anyhow, while celebrating, the evil big mean appears out of a pig costume. out come! another pig! wow! i know a big chunk of this has been about my nitpicks on designs but well, be prepared for another. the first villain introduced this season is kabaton, a purple pig with a mohawk and a circular body. he mockingly wishes elle-chan a happy birthday and throws a purple smile bomb.

it seems we’re back to animal/monster villains. i don’t really have any problem with that in theory, but this design so far is just…? i don’t like it. the pink sorta style would work well if it wasn’t for the fact that this character is portrayed as being like some disgusting pig (unsurprising that they made him a pig). i just really am not looking forward to seeing him a lot. i’d much rather go back to that lobster guy from tropre or even just a humanoid buffy big guy instead of a pig

also right now, we don’t really know the motivations for these villains. of course, that’s to be explained later, but i actually like that there’s some sense of mystery. usually exposition is given right at the beginning and it feels a bit like hand holding. but here this pig just REALLY wants to kidnap this baby. i hope they further explore that later!

with her main character senses, sora is able to tell something is wrong. skyland and princess elle are under attack! sora’s determination and confidence is present once again as she tells the reluctant bird to bring her to skyland so she can help. sora’s resolve to be a hero is something i really like since although of course every precure is strong, many have to learn to be strong. in sora’s case, her hero wish opens the doors to a character development of her learning to accept her not being exactly this hero girl that she wants to be, without the added development of getting used to her identity as a precure. it may also allow for one of those “getting your wish isn’t all it seemed to be” conflicts which i’m greatly interested in how it will handle

ITS OPENING TIME!! i feel like there’s so much to talk about with the opening that i can’t possibly put it in this post in good conscience. instead, i’ll try to make a separate analysis post sometime soon. so try to look forward to that if i get the time!

for now, we’re back to elle-chan’s kidnapping. trapped in an orb, she spends a good portion of the episode crying. it doesn’t really bother me at all mostly because yes i would also be crying if i was being kidnapped. but look at this stupid baby face. she’s just too cute to call annoying

we have a gag about kabaton stealing some apples and although i may just be overreacting i really hope that food association doesn’t continue even if it’s little because well. having a pig just like food and seemingly be gross is a bad look. but we will get to the gross part very soon

we have a really beautifully animated parkour sequence with sora. the animation in this part is seriously to die for. it really shows how much better they’ve gotten over the years. i especially just love this new style. even though it seems similar to all the other precures, the eyes are one of the defining traits for this style i’ve noticed. rounded eyelashes! the action sequence so far looks amazing- and this rooftop scene is proof of that

(gif via dailyhirogaru)

sora’s civilian outfit is really fitting of her athleticism shown in this scene especially. the more frumpy and bigger shirt and pants are really good for her since it seems easier to move around in. it also does give a sort of medieval fantasy feel so she’s basically just a dnd tomboy. i love it

sora catches up to kabaton and uses her…leapfrog attack? confusing on how this girl could jump over a basically circle pig but it’s precure. what do i expect. she’s so silly she’s a runner she’s a track star

elle is free of her orb prison and she looks at sora for the first time and i think i have really fallen in love with this stupid baby. i think a lot of it comes down to her design. i mean let’s look at elle compared to like…hugtan…

kabaton demands to know sora’s name and promises to remember it. as of now, our only characteristics of kabaton are that he is snarky, very stereotypically a villain (swears to remembers his enemy’s names), and…he farts. for some reason, kabaton then shows his ass to sora and says “welcome to heaven” before ripping a fat one. this is the time i realized wow i really hate this. precure never seemed like one to fall to really weird toilet humor especially farts. it felt really out of place and uncomfortable and i genuinely will cry if this continues. i don’t wanna say it seems like fetishy but. it did. especially with “welcome to heaven”. first fart joke in the series…groundbreaking i suppose

through his fart attack, kabaton is able to get elle-chan back and opens a portal- supposedly to try to get to the undergu empire. hesitantly, sora follows into the portal. i guess that’s the way that we are going to explain sora’s sudden appearance in the human world- a portal! if that’s the case though, i’m interested on why undergu empire seems to be an entirely different world and is so keen on kidnapping elle-chan. very excited to see what goes on there...

sora says something about wanting to protect a crying child- that she would never abandon one. another example of her wish to be a hero! suddenly, kabaton hits a giant rock and lets go of elle-chan who floats to sora almost immediately. as this happens, sora lets go of a notepad with has something written in a different language

as she reunites with sora, elle-chan seems to be able to feel the mirage pen within sora. with that, she relaxes into her arms. what a surprise, she’s a precure! and another super big surprise, elle-chan is our fairy that awakens the precures! the two exit the portal and end up in the literal sky. with a scream, they fall down

we have a cute eyecatch of sora and mashiro holding the shiny powder fragrance and then laughing together. super cute!!

the moment we get back to the episode, we’re greated to pretty holic. honestly, i’m not sure how i feel about pretty holic being a thing for every season after tropre. i know it’s all because it sells good and i truly do love the pretty holic themed art that happens due to it but it feels so forced sometimes and it makes the theme of the season kinda mess up because it makes it so like every season from tropre has an underlying theme of makeup. and it’s getting a little bit repetitive

the stationary shown is cute i suppose and of course if it is released physically i will definitely be buying. plus, at least this pretty holic seems to be fixed with the theme colors and motifs (wings, blue, pink, pastels, etc.) at least. mashiro’s grandmother also appears to be using the stationary for her note that she gives mashiro which is super cute

during the pretty holic and sorashido city introduction, we see a screen for a new arrival and a girl’s face. i wonder if this is maybe a character in the future? maybe cure butterfly’s civilian form. who knows!

mashiro is introduced looking for ingredients for her grandmother. they are very strange including rose oil, a cinnamon stick, and a dried frog. it appears that mashiro’s grandmother is a witch or something along the sorts with magic. i think that there may be some lore about her being from sky land or another land of the sort. kind of like heartcatch. i really love all the callbacks to things they’ve already done. it’s sweet for the 20th season

while ruminating over where she will get these silly ingredients, sora’s notebook falls from the sky and soon, sora herself. oh how i’ve missed people falling from the skies in precure series. it is truly the most amazing trope. fortunately, before the two become splattered, elle-chan floats them safely to the ground. mashiro is stunned. even with her introduction, i think i’ve fallen in love with her. she seems like a really interesting character- seems like a sweet but kind of easily shy and overwhelmed girl

sora is immediately entranced by the new technology in this place- especially the cars and green lights. she continues on and on about how everything is strange until mashiro “TIME OUT”s her. the two agree that this must be a dream and them talking about it being a dream is actually really fucking funny. they’re just like “oh hello dream girl how are you” “oh i am good other dream girl what is your dream name”

when sora notices mashiro has her notebook, she takes it back with a “thank you” and describes that the lettering on the notebook is sky script. it’s revealed to be her hero journal. it really identifies her as a kid when you think about it because it’s basically like the same sort of thing as a princess diary or something of the sort. i find it super duper cute

suddenly, kabaton appears and we are introduced to the summoning monster of the season. ranborg! i’m always looking forward to the nonsensical monster names and how silly they will be. this one of course is no disappointment. to be fair, it’d be pretty hard for it to be a dissapointment

we get a random quip about “curetube” which honestly made me laugh and then mashiro finally realizes she’s not actually dreaming. sora hands over elle to mashiro and tells her that she will fight, but mashiro wants them to run away. i really really like soras expression of being this tough girl but then she’s actually extremely scared and shaking when mashiro tries to keep her from fighting. i think it’s my favorite part of the episode entirely

and also gay people

we get a good one sided battle as sora tries to fight ranborg and kabaton. we also see that kabaton’s gem on his head is magic- maybe a reoccurring theme for the other villains we may see? when kabaton gets sora down, he tries to attack mashiro and take elle-chan but sora tells him the battle is between her and him- not mashiro

her notebook lands on the floor and kabaton takes it. we get our first look at her hero journal. it’s absolutely adorable and good character exposition. sora is a tomboy who wants to be a hero- that’s her dream

unfortunately, we didn’t get to see this hero journal in a good way. kabaton snorts at her dream and immediately rips up the journal. sora, still down from the attack, is powerless to do anything. it’s honestly amazing that i can feel so bad during this scene for a character i met like 13 minutes ago. it just shows how good precure is at developing characters

sora is thrown the empty notebook back at her and she stands up, showing her resolve to still fight. she promises elle-chan she’ll bring her back. after all, she would never abandon a crying child. elle-chan realizes that sora is a precure and we see a drawing of sora’s that resembles zakenna. sora would never back down. she’s a hero!

the mirage pen appears in front of sora and elle-chan screams to make her a elle-chan assigned precure. elle’s screaming actually made me laugh out loud because it’s just so stupid but i love her

ready to become a hero, cure sky is born with a beautiful transformation sequence. honestly...just watch it

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the transformation is amazing and i love the transformation items too. i really want to buy the mirage pen and sky mirage and i hope i will be able to. i also especially like the part in the transformation where it’s the monochrome images of cure sky and then it turns to the colors. there’s also text in the background which is kind of surprising to me?!?! i didn’t expect that but it mirrors the website so it makes sense! i just love this transformation and i love cure sky. i really love her cape and just the way she’s supposed to be a hero (hero girl....hirogaru....haha)

we get the regular “precure figures out they can fly/jump really high” scene and then go on to cure sky’s fight. again, beautifully animated. i really don’t have much to say about the fight itself because it’s just regular precure fight but i love it of course because i love precure. here’s all i can say:

live kabaton reaction

after defeating the ranborg, kabaton seems to be afraid of cure sky and runs away. cure sky detransforms and realizes that elle-chan and mashiro are still there, having watched her entire battle. sora seems worried for mashiro but thankfully she isn’t hurt

and then, we get the ending. mashiro asks if sora is a hero. and instead of answering, “yes of course i’m a hero” she says she doesn’t know. it seems my want for a development of her dream is probably going to happen. it’s such a little and sweet moment but i think it’s a good identifier of things that are yet to come. sora and mashiro’s relationship is growing steadily even in just one day. i can’t wait to see more

similarly, i think i will probably do a separate post for the ending but i love the dance and the song. it might be one of my favorite endings in precure- though of course nothing can beat shubidubi sweets time

overall, this episode is near perfect. my only genuine criticism comes from kabaton and the fart joke. i’m so excited for more of this series and can’t wait to see how it develops. next episode is going to be aired today so let’s hope this good show continues well!

best character this episode: sora harewataru favorite part: sora trembling while deciding to fight funniest part: “this is a dream!” ranborg design score: 4/5 overall score: 9/10

#my reviews #my thoughts #hirogaru sky precure #soaring sky precure #pretty cure #precure #sora harewataru #nijigaoka mashiro #cure sky #cure prism #cure butterfly #cure wing #2020s

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linafinsterwald192 · 1 year

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So... Blood Origin, eh? (MAJOR SPOILERS)

Mixed feelings, here, honestly. Not chronologically: What I liked: 1. Meldorf. A lesbian dwarf with a weapon she named after her girl? Not what I thought I needed in my life - I was WRONG. She is adorable, but can definitely pull her own, she is strong both mentally and physically, yet is allowed to cry and is treated just as much of a person as everyone else. Also, she was not reduced to “you’re so short!” jokes, which I, a short person, deeply approve of. 2. The gay couple - Eredin and Brian had such a strong connection in those few minutes that they spent together, they showed love and passion towards each other but also their own wants and concerns - Brian wants to accept the princess’ offer, given that he sees it as a big opportunity, while Eredin is wary, revealing that he doesn’t trust Merwyn further than he can throw her. Honestly, I felt like they had more of a connection than Fjall and Eile but maybe that is because they appeal to me more as characters, too? I don’t know. 3. How Eile was treated as a character. Her skincolour doesn’t matter, she is portrayed as just as much of a person with depth to her (loving Fjall, her strong relationship to Scian, her disrespect for Merwyn...) as everyone else. Similarly, other black characters were just as deep and interesting, had major roles in the show... 4. In general, I think this is representation done well and I was very excited to see that, especially since the movie doesn’t have LGBT/race etc. as a central topic - it’s so casual representation and I love it. 5. I’m bored to death with politics usually, but I did really like it in Blood Origin for some reason 6. I liked almost all characters 7. The sound of the monoliths being activated was so stupidly satisfying 8. The scene in which Merwyn and Fjall meet again - the mismatch of Merwyn wanting a child from him and Fjall being with a bunch of people ready to kill her was hilarious 9. The Black Rose being a constant theme, though a scene or two might have profitted from leaving it out, it did get a bit much after a certain point

What I disliked: 1. Fjall. I don’t know what it is about him but I was not feeling him at all. I also was not feeling the romance between him and Eile, which of course tained my overall perception of the story and made me like it less. Maybe someone else can tell me why I feel nothing towards him? 2. Why would they have Fjall just take the elixier without Eile’s consent when she volunteered for it first? Sounds a bit like betrayal 3. The names. I have to look up all of them and it’s annoying 4. Due to the Jaskier content outside of the show (statements, interviews...) I thought there’d be more of him in the show - I like how they implemented him, don’t get me wrong, but I did hope for more scenes with him, especially since he is one of the strongest connections to the show, a fan favourite and also barely appeared in the main show for an entire season. 5. Something was missing. I struggled with even saying I liked the show, despite the fact that I really do not have high standards, I watch movies and shows all the time and end up liking and praising them while apparently, they’re horrible on all accounts. I don’t know what was missing and what bothered me so much, but it was there. 6. The half-arsed attempt of humour. There was a background character trying to be funny, something with peaches? But they didn’t dare erase them to not be too somber but also didn’t put them into the foreground enough to actually make the show more somber. So glad they didn’t given Jaskier that treatment in the main show, it was honestly...disappointing. 7. I felt like a lot of moments didn’t get time to breathe - Fenrick (the mute woman) alledgedly meant a lot to Sage, but for me, it didn’t realy come through. Same with the moment in which Fjall revealed that there is not, in fact, a secret entrance. I’m not sure if that’s just my preference for slower shows speaking, but I did feel like that was a common occurence for me, which killed part of my enjoyment for the show.

#the witcher: blood origin

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nerianasims · 2 years

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Prince Charles is apparently whining about The Crown again. (He’s been an incredibly whiny person as long as I’ve been paying attention, which started about when he married Diana when I was a kid.) Well I hate the show too, but somehow I think it’s for an opposite reason from him: It is WAY too kind to its subjects. I have a numbered list below the read more for those like 3 people who might want to see my rage on this subject:

1) The Queen Mother was a horrific racist, even for her time. And she was instrumental in shunting off two of her disabled relatives and pretending they were dead. Because disability is completely gauche to the Windsors. They had absolutely nothing to say about the Invictus Games, not just because of their raging jealousy toward Harry, but also because they think we disabled people are icky. This is also why QE2 won’t just use a wheelchair for public appearances.

2) Prince Philip was a cheating cheater what cheated constantly. Constantly. Also massively racist, even for his time.

3) The way they portray Americans is, well, very much like British productions seem to love to portray Americans all the time. Agatha Christie wrote many books with American characters, whom she portrayed as, you know, people. When British productions adapt these books, they change the American characters’ portrayal completely to make them look like braying asshats, no matter what Christie originally wrote them as. (Also they like to add homophobia for some reason, to the point of totally changing the plot of Cards on the Table just to be homophobic, which is when I stopped watching them.)

The show claims Kennedy was jealous of his wife’s popularity to the point of being abusive -- got him confused with Charles there, did you? Kennedy also cheated all the damn time, so they could have had an episode where he and Philip got bodyguards to bring them women and be much more true to life.

Oh and an episode where Jackie Kennedy debased herself apologizing to the queen for calling her boring. Pfft. QE2 is boring. She only cares about her horses, her corgis, and Andrew. This does not make for an interesting person.

But a lot worse than that is that they have an episode where Philip finds the astronauts who walked on the moon dull. They do not entertain His Royal Highness enough. And we are supposed to side with him and think, ah yes, they are boring, and much lesser men than the racist cheater who happens to be married to someone who happens to have been born to a family who is only there because her ancestors were some of the worst people in the world.

4) Edward did not abdicate for love. The show claims he did. This is one that is really disturbing, btw, and runs with that myth. He abdicated because he was forced out because he was a Nazi. So was Wallace, but Edward himself was the real problem. He’d have handed everything he could over to Hitler. And I’m supposed to feel sympathy for him sadly playing the bagpipes alone? Fuck all the way off.

5) Princess Margaret’s life was fucked up by the royals and advisors. However. She was known for being a huge snob. She also used people as human ashtrays.

6) Charles did not want to marry Camilla instead of Diana. He also had many mistresses. She was never his “one true love” -- I doubt he’s capable of loving anyone. I don’t just mean romantically; I think he is too self-absorbed, selfish, and self-pitying to love his friends or his family either. He digs Camilla because she realized this about him and decided to just be his emotional support and ask absolutely no emotional investment from him in return. Also she’s about as cruel as him, so they have that in common.

The Crown is basically puffery for this awful family, even though it does show some of the awful things they've done. A little bit. I guess showing them as they were and are would be either boring or nothing but a horror show. But royalty usually is a horror show. I love fairy tales, and stories where the prince is good and true and all that. They’re awfully satisfying. But in real life, a prince who is good and true will pull a Harry and run from royalty as fast and as far as he can.

#long #how anyone can support the concept of royalty in the real world I will never understand #do you know how much money these people have hidden in offshore accounts?#it's A LOT but the woman who reported on it was killed by a car bomb #they get along great with the Saudi royal family too

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evermorehqs · 2 months

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CATCHING MY BREATH, STARING OUT AN OPEN WINDOW

Phoebe Naar is based on Flame Princess from Adventure Time. She is a 26 year old fire demon, Rage Cage employee, and uses she/her pronouns. She has the power of fire manipulation. Phoebe is portrayed by Sarah Gustafsson and she is taken.

CATCHING MY DEATH, AND I COULDN’T BE SURE

When she was a toddler, Phoebe was wildly chaotic and free-spirited, even rumored to be more powerful than her father. Of course, the Flame King was furious, looking to his daughter as a threat as opposed to his rising heir and, in turn, casting her into exile. That didn't stop her from wreaking havoc across the land, her power so strong it was unkept and out of control. What didn't help? Being entrapped in a lantern by Princess Bonnibel and the King to prevent her from causing anymore damage. When she was eighteen, Phoebe was released from the lantern, and as one could expect — she was furious! Not only was the lantern cramped, but she was so bored in there all the time, and it was impossible to meet people when you were constantly alone. With her newfound freedom, she set out to find the “prince” named Finn and escape the cruelty of her kingdom, where she was still viewed as a threat to her father's throne and saw her as nothing but pure evil. Upon finding Finn, it didn’t take long before they got close which was incredibly dangerous because wild emotions lead to Phoebe being unable to control her powers, her flames more unstable than usual. It seemed that the world was conspiring against her - why didn’t anyone want her to be happy?! Phoebe tried her best to do what she could to prove that she could be trusted, to prove that she could control her emotions, but it turns out that everyone was right; she was a hazard, and she began to believe that deep down she truly was evil just like her father said. She tried to run away from it all, building herself a fire hut deep in the land of Ooo where no one could find her, but one day she felt the ground beneath her tremble in a way she had never experienced before. Phoebe knew it had to be Finn, and so she rushed to the Candy Kingdom, only to find that everyone besides Bonnibel and Marceline had vanished; Finn included. When the pair spoke about teleporting to where Finn and Jake were with a machine the princess had built, Phoebe insisted on tagging along because she cared about Finn and the others just as much as they did. What was a rescue mission quickly turned into disaster when the trio ended up in a place called Evermore, where Finn and Jake didn’t recognize them or seem to remember Ooo at all. Not to mention the fact they were all TRAPPED here. It was just like being in the lantern all over again, but this time, Phoebe was going to make the best of it. She got a job at the Rage Cage to continue working on her emotions and anger, and put all of her energy into proving she wasn’t the evil beast everyone thought she was- including herself.

I HAD A FEELING SO PECULIAR

❀ Maddox Grimwood: Phoebe didn’t know why, but she had this ridiculous draw to the man that she couldn’t quite place the source behind. Maybe it was that familiar fire that burnt behind his eyes, but she couldn’t be sure. ❀ Dessa Iri: Dessa was so incredibly reluctant to try anything new… and she was always so jumpy! Phoebe thought she was doing a good job making herself less intimidating, but according to Dessa always being on edge around her, it turned out she had more work to do than she thought. ❀ Bloom Pekel: Bloom was Phoebe’s kinda girl. The two of them had more in common than either of them could ever imagine, and there was nothing Phoebe loved more than grabbing a drink with the other and bonding over their chaotic friend groups.

THAT THIS PAIN WOULD BE FOR EVERMORE

#adventure time #flame princess #sarah gustafsson fc #has powers #female bio #taken female #taken bio

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erscogadatabase · 4 months

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19: The Search for a Universal Translator

Date: 1-1-2024 IDST

Dukermin: *attempting to train Shadow Dog how to heel*

Shadow dog: *runs away through the invisible fence*

Snape: *smirks through window*

Nalitie: *in the front yard, inspecting the warehouse trying to find the door* *knocking on walls* *is a little sleep deprived*

Dukermin: *runs through the backyard chasing the dog* *sees Nalitie* Hey… what are you doing in my backyard..?

Nalitie: Oh… this is the backyard? *spinning in slow circles*

Dukermin: Yep, no doors back here. Hey I learned this new trick, Nalitie, heel! *leads Nalitie to the front of the house*

Nalitie: *following, a little confused*

Dukermin: *goes inside* So whats up?

Nalitie: Ummmm y’know, the usual, taking care of four kids, doing lots of paperwork, *mutters something incomprehensible under her breath*

Dukermin: Ah sure sure, you should drop the kids off here for a day… or.. Two. Snape can babysit! *Smiles sweetly at Snape*

Snape: I’m not a babysitter. I teach young adults, and even that was against my will.

Dukermin: Well, if the kids show up… You know… someone will have to take care of them, most likely somBODy who lives in this warehouse rent-free…

Snape: hmph.

Nalitie: Christine and William are watching the kids right now. Steven’s been at GCL for the past 3 days straight working through housing everyone and figuring out where they came from…

Dukermin: Wait, who is William??

Nalitie: … uh, William? My husband? You’ve met, right? Like a while ago?

Dukermin: …Willy Wonka? I thought that was just his name like Mary Sue or something… Willy Wonka…

Nalitie: … *seems a little anxious* no, his full name is definitely William and he would tell you as much if you asked…

Dukermin: Did… did he tell you this? William seems wrong… like there are other options, Wilbur - i could see him as a wilbur - willard… willbert… idk.

Nalitie: Uh anyway… I came over here because I need to do something other than the uh… research I’ve been doing recently.

Dukermin: Do you want to train my dog?

Shadow Dog: *is now inside the house nipping at Snape’s robe*

Snape: *has his wand out, one more bite away from snapping* Would you please take this infernal creature somewhere else?

Dukermin: Shadow Dog, no! Go to your kennel!

Shadow Dog: *disappears into an interdimensional kennel space*

Nalitie: Maybe after he’s had some time to wind down… I have been doing a lot of research into the worlds outside of Erscoga trying to find where everyone’s from. It looks like it’s mostly things we know. I’ve also been learning a LOT about like… things kind of suck out in the multiverse.

Dukermin: Yeesh… that’s too bad. Do you know like… why it sucks?

Nalitie: ‘Cause Authors are interested in portraying the real-world inequalities and tragedies they see in their own lives through fictional worlds in the name of realism. Also a lot of Storylines revolve around war??? And much worse ones than the one we had.

Dukermin: Man.. We really do live in a society… or I guess … multiple. Societies. Hye you know what happens in societies sometimes? People randomly go missing! Hey guess what! The princess of Lux is missinG!

Snape: Smooth.

Dukermin: Yeah I was just y’know… randomly thinking about how way back in document three we started a story point and totally forgot about it til recently… so…

Nalitie: … Yeah ok, beats holing up in my basemennnnnt uh I mean doing paperwork.

Dukermin: yeah basement paperwork blows. We should go solve a missing persons case.

(AND SO they went to Lux! Storyline go!)

Dukermin: *dons three pairs of sunglasses*

(You have arrived in a sea of doors of all shapes and sizes: revolving doors, sliding glass doors, fancy double doors, simple wooden doors… as far as the eye can see.)

Dukermin: *admiring the doorknobs* I love a good rubbed bronze doorknob.

Nalitie: *lost somewhere in the sliding door section*

Dukermin: Hey are we in the mother Menards?

Nalitie: Oh, this is a Menards? No wonder there are so many doors… *looking at a very secure-looking door and lock set* I wonder if William would like this for our bunker…

Dukermin: I feel like you’re just doubling down on his name for the heck of it but probably. He seems like a chrome guy.

Nalitie: *yelling* is the princess of Lux somewhere in this Menards? Can she come to the checkout counter please???

Shoppers: *ignore*

Dukermin: We might need to get the employees call on the phone thing like when you lose a child. *heads to checkout*

Nalitie: Oh. *follows her*

Cashier: Did you find everything okay?

Dukermin: No actually.

Nalitie: *doesn’t have any items*

Dukermin: We’re looking for the Princess of Lux. Could you check in the back?

Cashier: *is a confused human who has not left the Menards since it was born* *knows nothing of the outside world, or how to handle this situation* Do you have the SKU for that item?

Dukermin: *looks at Nalitie*

Nalitie: Uh. 2. Wait, no, 7?

Dukermin: Oh wait we forgot to bring the rebate receipts!!

Nalitie: *checking her pockets* I don’t think I have my wallet anyway. I think I left it at home. Maybe I could call William?

Dukermin: Ugh no its fine, lets just come back next time we’re in town.

Nalitie: I don’t like leaving without buying anything…

Dukermin: Right thats awkward *buys a soda or whatever*

Cashier: That will be 5 Slices, please. Oh, wait, 6 Slices with tax.

Dukermin: *hands over six crumpled slices. One of them is scotch-taped together*

Cashier: *shoves the Bread in the register* *inspecting the taped slice to make sure it’s not counterfeit* *puts it in the register, prints their receipt*

Dukermin: Alrighty *leaving the store* So… where should we start to find this princess?

Nalitie: *looking around the Wild Lands as if she’s never seen them before* Um… I guess walk in a direction until we reach civilization?

Dukermin: Do we know what she’s the princess of?

Nalitie: Uh… what was the name of that first kingdom we went to? It would be that. With Anora.

Dukermin: *consults pocket diary* Okay lets see… document 3… dear diary… today we adventured to Lux, we wanted to go to one places and then we went to the wrong place and then they brought us to Licvitis… That’s probably it then! Licvitis. If my internal compass is correct, that should be south!

(And so they headed south… into Gaval.)

Guard: *patrolling the border*

Dukermin: And here we are!! The lovely land of Licvitis!! Looks just how I remember. And here’s a friendly Licvitis guard, hello there, you look familiar!

Aalok: Ah, you are the strange Menardsians who got lost here before. This is Gaval. I will show you to the Licvitis border again.

Dukermin: Man I hate when the map rearranges on me…

(And so they were escorted to Licvitis… finally.)

(actual) Licvitis guard: *patrolling the streets near the capital*

Dukermin: Excuse me! We are on a missing persons case… perhaps you’ve heard of the victim: The Princess !

Licvitis guard: The Princess Adrienne is safe in the palace. I saw her this morning. *has a weird tone, a little short with them*

Dukermin: *to Nalitie* Wow we’re really good at this.

Nalitie: Is that the princess we’re looking for? *seems like she remembers none of this*

Dukermin: Uhhh I don’t know, we could go check.

Nalitie: *shrugs* ok.

(As you walk through town, you pass a big statue, which is wreathed in flowers and fairy lights. Looks like a memorial of some sort.)

Dukermin: *searching for some sort of inscription*

(The statue is of a Lumoae in a long, flowing gown. Her eyes are closed, and she has long hair—nearly all of the way down her back. A wreath of flowers has been placed on her head, seemingly recently. A plate on the bottom of the statue, nearly obscured by flowers, reads as follows: “Twshyy Sage. Snomrnn soi ibg tetttfogu.”)

Dukermin: *sounding the words out but obviously that won’t help* *grabs a passerby* Hey can you translate? *points to inscription*

Guy: N ibg paasu yao aeegklng, Menardsian.

Dukermin: Man don’t other realities have like super good translation devices? How do we not have that yet?

Nalitie: *has some dictionaries in the works* Language is hard, man. Uh… let’s see, what are some realities that have a lot of languages? Like a lot of works of fiction don’t have their own languages uhhhhh *head is filled with disco funk and she cannot think*

Dukermin: Like Star Wars…

Nalitie: Oh yeah! We could go there! Actually, there was a world in that universe I was researching the other night anyway, we could start there? Messing with them is unlikely to result in a universal collapse, I think, their planet collapses anyway.

Dukermin: yeah the princess has been missing this long, she can wait a little longer!

(And so they went to the Star Wars universe… in space. It is very cold and you are suffocating.)

Dukermin: *Encases the two of them in a cosmic bubble* So uhh… *gestures to All of Space* where are we trying to go?

Nalitie: *looking up a map, hoping she has enough Interdimensional Cell Service out here…* Uhhh nope, no bars. I’m looking for Mandalore? *yelling into space* can someone point the way?????

(You see nothing but the twinkling stars. Oh, and a ship, getting steadily closer. As it passes you, you see the pilot gawking at you.)

Dukermin: *waving arms and rolling the cosmic bubble like a hamster ball after the ship* Hey stop!

(The ship does look like it’s turning around. You see a hatch open in the side.)

Dukermin: I sure hope they’re friendly! * rolls the bubble in*

Spaceship crew member: *greets them as they enter* Um. Hello. Everything alright?

Dukermin: Peachy! We are actually interdimensional travelers on the hunt for Mandalore. Are you headed that way at all?

Crew: Well, you’re on the right side of the galaxy, I guess. We’re on our way to Coruscant, so that’s pretty out of our way, but you can ask the captain, I guess. Oh, I’m Jillson.

Dukermin: Nice to meet you, I’m Dukermin.

Nalitie: I’m Nalitie. Where is your captain?

Jillson: Captain Nyst is up in the cockpit, come with me. *leads the way*

Captain Nyst: *still gawking at Nalitie and Dukermin as they walk in*

Dukermin: hey you’re that guy. Anyway. We hear you’re going to Coruscant. We’re wondering if we could just get dropped off at Mandalore.

Captain Nyst: Ah… *finally shakes off his surprise* Well. Usually I would say I’m on a tight schedule, but I suppose for a couple of er… survivors? If you’ve got the fortitude to be out in space unprotected like that, I guess Mandalore is probably a good place for you.

Dukermin: Yeah we are.. Fortuitous. Yes that would be incredibly helpful, thank you.

Captain Nyst: *nods head, sets course for Mandalore* I’m gonna jump into hyperspace, you might wanna buckle up. Then again, you were just out in space, so maybe that doesn’t matter to you.

Dukermin: Yeah who cares about vehicle safety. *buckles anyway*

Nalitie: I’ve got kids at home, I can’t risk flying through the windshield if you crash. *also buckles in*

Jillson: Hm. *also sits and buckles in*

(And so Captain Nyst, Jillson, Nalitie, and Dukermin arrived at the docks outside of Sundari, Mandalore’s domed capital city. A guard walks up to the ship as Captain Nyst opens the ramp for you.)

Dukermin: *greets the guard*

Guard: Do you have a landing permit?

Dukermin: *hands the guard a slice of bread and winks*

Guard: …?

Nalitie: It’s ok, he’s not actually landing here. *waves goodbye to Captain Nyst as he flies off* *starts walking off into the city*

Guard: ???! *following them* Excuse me, but I need your identification.

Dukermin: *hands over American passport*

Nalitie: *fishing around for her old Ask Erik! ID* *pulls out another slice of (breadless) bread instead* May I offer you a few slices instead? I seem to have forgotten my papers on the ship…

Guard: *confusedly looking through the passport, unable to read any of what it contains*

Dukermin: Ignore that the name on there is not my actual name. We’re like… diplomats!

Nalitie: Oh, yeah! We’re queens from uh… really far away, and we’re here to speak with your duchess about a trade agreement. I’m Nalitie, and this is Dukermin. Can we go in now?

Dukermin: *thumbs up*

Guard: *calling for backup, so they can be arrested*

Dukermin: I dont think were going to be let in…

Nalitie: Should we run?

Dukermin: Yes but where?

Nalitie: Probably the palace.

Dukermin: *starts climbing the walls of the bio-dome*

Nalitie: I don’t think it’s open on the top???

Dukermin: *slides down*

Nalitie: I say we just run. If we can explain ourselves to her before the guards catch us, maybe it’ll be good.

Dukermin: So true. *books it inside*

Nalitie: *running after her* *trying to navigate* *yelling* We’re looking for the palace! It has big windows!

(Literally every building is made out of glass.)

Dukermin: *searching for an exceptionally large glass building* *or a map*

Guards: *chasing*

Nalitie: Maybe look for a building with lots of guards outside of it?

Dukermin: *tosses a lunchbox on top of a lower building and teleports to the roof to get away*

Nalitie: *trying to follow her*

(Eventually, you end up in a little hallway off the side of a building, leading down towards a door… Two impresssive looking guards in different armor than the rest stand at the door.)

Dukermin: Think fast! *tosses a lunchbox at one of them*

Guard: *catches it*

Dukermin: *teleports into it and knocks them over*

(The door opens, and an angry-looking woman stands in the entryway.)

Woman: What is going on here? *notices her guards sprawled on the floor, plus Dukermin the human projectile* *sees Nalitie, who is standing in the corner awkwardly and out of breath* *is not sure if she should be concerned for her life*

Dukermin: *scrambling to keep the guards pinned* Hello we are Diplomats

Guards: *struggling* My lady, run!

Nalitie: NO wait don’t do that! We are in fact diplomats I think!

Dukermin: Yes we’re here to work out a trade deal!

Nalitie: We have lots of food and we are not part of the Clone Wars at ALL!

Woman: *considering, looking back and forth between them* If you’re here diplomatically, then why are you sprawled on top of my guards and trying to break into my private quarters?

Dukermin: I always aim to do the funniest thing. Not always the best thing.

Nalitie: We uh don’t have valid identification so they wouldn’t let us in… but we are very trustworthy!

Dukermin: Yeah we’re not from around here, but our nation is very prosperous.

Woman: *shooting them an icy glare* perhaps if you weren’t being actively violent towards my guards, I would consider negotiating with you.

Dukermin: *getting off the guards* there, no more violence. We are diplomatic.

Guard: *getting up off the ground, staff in hand, ready to defend* My lady, I must insist that you—

Woman: *holds up a hand to him* Why are you really here? *still suspicious but willing to talk*

Dukermin: we’re hoping to acquire a universal translator. In return, we’ll mediate a deal between your society and our top farmers on Bensel. You can work out a food export arrangement.

Nalitie: We heard that you’ve been struggling with feeding your people and getting supplies, and we have a LOT of those.

Woman: What planet are you from? I can’t say that I’ve ever seen you in the Galactic Senate. Are you Separatists, then?

Dukermin: we are a completely separate entity. Like super separate. Very much not from here. We’re from Erscoga, which is a system of eight planets, including Bensel, which is a rich farming planet looking to export goods.

Nalitie: Plus, not all of our residents eat like… normal food, so we have plenty to go around for everyone!

Woman: If you’re so far removed from the Clone Wars, then how did you know that Mandalore needed resources? *literally does not even know their names*

Dukermin: we’ve got our sources.

Nalitie: the same way we knew you’d be here in Sundari, and where your quarters were, Duchess. *knowing wink*

Woman: ?????

Dukermin: *doesn’t know Star Wars very well and isn’t sure who this is but winks anyway*

Woman: *is trying not to show that she is in fact desperate for resources for her people* And how can I trust you when you haven’t even introduced yourselves? Despite the fact that it appears you’ve been spying on our internal affairs.

Dukermin: Oh I’m Queen Dukermin. It’s nice to meet you.

Nalitie: And I’m, um, Nalitie.

Woman: Duchess Satine Kryze. Although it seems you already knew that? *still kinda suspicious*

Dukermin: I didn’t *shrugs*

Nalitie: I did :)

Dukermin: Anyway thoughts on the trade deal? It’s kinda… super in your favor over ours.

Satine: *thinking it over* I think I would like to know more about who I’m dealing with before I agree to anything.

Dukermin: Would you like to visit our planet(s)? You can bring some guards if that would make you feel better.

Guards: *standing around awkwardly, a little bruised*

Satine: I… suppose I could put Almec in charge for a few hours… I’m surprised the customs officers let you dock here, though.

Dukermin: Oh we didn’t *makes a bubble* I would like to invite you into my bubble *gestures dramatically*

Nalitie: *squeezing into the bubble*

Satine: ????

(It seems as though she has never seen this type of power before.)

Satine: And… how exactly does that substitute for a ship?

(The bubble abruptly takes off into the sky.)

Satine: !!!

Nalitie: *yelling from above* and it’s totally airtight so you don’t die out there! It’s magic!

*the bubble returns to the ground*

Satine: Hm. Alright, fine; I suppose I’ll take you up on your offer. *takes a minute to get everything set up with leaving Almec in charge*

(Satine and a handful of her guards squeeze into the bubble as well. It’s crowded, like the world’s most awkward elevator ever.)

Nalitie: hello.

Dukermin: Alright… Going up? *send the bubble into space and through a portal to… the space around termata*

(As you pass through the portal, you have the dizzying feeling of floating upside down, then everything settles back into the artificial gravity within the cosmic bubble. Termata sits below you, a beautiful ball of blue and green. Lux shines in the distance, followed closely by the dark spot of Dunkel.)

Dukermin: *pointing* The big one is Termata, sort of our capital city. The one you shoudn’t look directly at is Lux, kind of our sun but people also like live on there. The dark one is Dunkel… etc etc

Nalitie: *looking around for Bensel, which must be behind Termata from this view*

Satine: I see… And which one is the one you are in charge of?

Dukermin: Kind of.. All of them? But they also are kinda like… each allowed to do their own thing. I guess you could call it an empire hehe.

Satine: *squinting suspiciously at Dukermin* Ah. And… where exactly in the galaxy did you say we were? I’m sure the Republic would be thrilled to hear that there’s a coalition of planets calling themselves an empire, given the fact that we have planets who have already seceded to form their Confederacy.

Dukermin: Dang I wish I knew more about Star Wars. ANyway, we’re like. 20 clicks or something IDK space measurements. We’re really far away so like good luck finding us.

Nalitie: And by that we mean 20 clicks through the layers of Reality, not in any, like, cardinal direction. Ya know, like… clicks according to the Interdimensional Standard Measurements, so like 20 timelines away from you I guess. Actually a pretty short distance, all things considered. Must be because we’ve got lots of planets too.

Satine: *muttering something to her guards in another language that you don’t recognize*

Dukermin: Anyway uhh lets go to Termata so you can see our subjects and go shopping!

Nalitie: Oh we could go to Mackinac. Or Bean Co., I guess. IDK let’s just land I’m starting to feel small and insignificant sitting out here in the vast emptiness of space.

Dukermin: *Lands near Bean Co.*

(As the bubble pops, Nalitie gestures towards the Spectre Opera House.)

Nalitie: This is the opera house where my housemate Christine works, and under here is a super cool cult we want to introduce you to!

Dukermin: *heads in and points out cool things in the Opera house as they head to the closet*

(On the main stage, Christine is engaged in a rehearsal for the upcoming Starlight Symphony. Their director calls out some sort of a direction, and everyone shifts around on stage. The lights dim, and faux stars light up around the audience seating. Nalitie cheers, and everyone rehearsing turns to look at them.)

Dukermin: *randomly cheers too so it’s less awkward but it’s kinda more awkward*

Satine + co.: *confused by what’s happening*

Nalitie: Uhhhh anyway *scoots off to the bean closet and starts clearing cans out to get to the door*

Dukermin: *helps* *offers a bean can to Satine*

Nalitie: Oh wait, let me try something *grabs a handful of the IPA tokens Bruce gave her last Christmas* *spells out the word “open” phonetically on top of the can, then smashes them*

(The lid of the can, along with the IPA token fragments dissolve into nothing. Inside the can are room-temperature baked beans with bacon bits.)

Dukermin: Try this, it’s a Termata delicacy! *has no utensils or anything*

Nalitie: *digging around in the closet for spoons* Uhh yeah you might have to just use your hands. Watch out for the sharp edges on the can.

Dukermin: Just drink it.

Satine: *still quite suspicious of them, but doesn’t want to be rude* *takes a small sip of the beans, then offers the can to her guards* That, ah, method you used to open these was quite interesting. *has definitely had beans before, but not baked ones with bacon bits*

Dukermin: Oh yeah. Those tokens were a gift from someone we helped out recently. We are reliable and trustworthy.

Nalitie: *to Dukermin* oh yeah, that’s right—remind me to grab some candy from home; William and I wanted thank Bruce, I’ve just been forgetting.

Dukermin: *visibly gags after hearing William again* *takes 1 psychic damage* Yeah i’ll try to remind you.

Nalitie: *leads the way into the bean closet*

(You go through the door into Bean Co., and are greeted by a hallway that looks like it belongs to every chain hotel ever. At the end of it, a receptionist sits at a desk. She smiles at you vacantly, seeming to not remember Dukermin from before.)

Dukermin: We’re here for the bean cult.

Receptionist: Hello, and welcome to Bean Co.! The annual bean convention will be happening in May. Until then, Bean Co.’s operations are private, and only Bean Co. employees or Legumes Ltd. Platinum members can enter the premises! I’m so sorry for any inconvenience. Have a nice day!

Dukermin: Oh that’s right. Run! *takes off into the expo hall*

Nalitie: *grabs Satine’s hand and sprints away*

Receptionist: Excuse me!!! *turns as if to go after them, but can’t leave her spot because what if someone else comes in and needs to be received?*

Dukermin: *runs into an assembly line area*

(The conference rooms and convention center that were here last time you were here are gone, replaced by a rather depressing-looking bean factory. Thousands of cans of beans travel slowly down conveyor belts, and employees who look like they’ve had the life sucked out of them place lids on all of the cans. In the distance, you can see three well-dressed fellows holding fancy glasses, laughing loudly and pointing at the assembly lines. Satine looks concerned.)

Dukermin: Oh this is concerning. I’m gonna fight those guys.

Nalitie: Uh. Did. Did you know about this? Like was this here last time? This is what Homeless Henry was looking for?

Dukermin: When I was here it was like fun and lively with cool bean themed items.

Nalitie: Uh huh…

(You hear sudden guffawing from the three guys in the back. The workers farthest from you sigh wearily as the men walk past them, pointing at the labels they’re sticking on the cans.)

Dukermin: *points at the three guys and starts guffawing as well* Look at those losers in their silly little suits and drinking from baby glasses for little babies why dont you do some work instead of walking around like silly little babies.

(The three men look at Dukermin, affronted. You hear them say something amongst themselves, and they storm over, travelling directly over the conveyor belts and knocking bean cans everywhere. The workers sigh and start mopping.)

Dukermin: *to Satine* I’m so sorry that you have to see this but I’m about to fight some exploitative capitalists.

Satine: Hmph. And you really think violence is the answer here? Are you not rulers in charge of the law in this place?

Dukermin: I never said there would be violence. *puts the men in a bubble*

Men: *look even more scandalized

Guy 1: *sounding like a man directly out of a movie from the 50s* Hey now, just what do you think you’re doing? I’ll have you know I’m a Legumes Ltd. Platinum member! So why don’t you just mind your own business, doll?

Dukermin: I’m no “doll”, I am a Legumes Ltd Palladium member. So I’m going to have to ask for your respect, or I’ll strip you of your membership.

Guy 1: *a little bewildered*

Guy 2: Hey, the top tier of Legumes Ltd. is the String Bean tier; I think the dame is bluffing.

Guy 3: *knocking on the bubble* When we get out of here… Well, if you weren’t a lady, you’d be getting my fist in your face!

Nalitie: Jeez, these Legumes Ltd. guys sure are… something.

Dukermin: *sends the bubble tumbling way up to the ceiling and shakes them around like a snowglobe* Pathetic platinum members like you wouldn’t know a palladium member when you saw her.

Guys: *a tumbled mess up in the bubble, very disoriented*

Satine: *only a little offended by how that was handled*

Nalitie: Hey, yeah, do you even know who you’re talking to??? Legumes Ltd. can only exist because of us! We put you here!!!

Dukermin: Literally.

Guy 1: *chuckles* Honey, Legumes Ltd. is bigger than you could ever know. We were here long before this opera house materialized, and we’ll be here long after. So why don’t you all run along back to your surface world and forget all about this factory, huh? You can go back to managing your little dimension, and Bean Co. will continue its operations in peace. Beans are the multiversal language, after all.

Dukermin: I think you guys need a little break from beans. Yeesh.

Nalitie: We could put them in a time out in the vent hole, maybe. Or on Riewa, but Riewa kinda sucks.

Dukermin: *contemplating Riewa, but decides against it* The vent hole will work while we get to the bottom of this *brings the bubble back down*

Nalitie: *takes out her lunchbox portal, setting the dial to the shortcut just in front of her house* We can do that now, and then maybe take a stop somewhere… uh less culty.

Dukermin: Yeah in hindsight this was probably a lot for a first stop. *sends the bubble through the lunchbox and invites everyone else through as well*

Nalitie: *to Satine and her guards* This is a Lunchbox Portal, and it’s one of the main ways we get around here in Erscoga. You just step into it and you get transported there. You can go first, if you’d like.

(Satine shares a look with her guards. One of the guards goes first to make sure it’s safe, but eventually everyone goes through.

The street outside Nalitie’s house is peaceful and bright. Lux shines bright in the sky. Nalitie’s couch blasts off through her roof, and Satine’s guards step in front of their Duchess protectively.)

Nalitie: Ooh, that was a good one. Don’t worry about that, that’s how I get to my space station. *digging in her pockets for her house keys*

Dukermin: It’s really fun, when it comes back yall should sit on it. Its kinda comfortable.

Nalitie: Plus, I’ve added a new feature to instantly begin the lift off process, so you don’t have to wait the full 15 minutes for the next launch! *checks the door, which is unlocked anyway* Oh, William or Steven must be home.

Dukermin: I’m gonna lose it.

Satine: *to Dukermin* Is there bad blood between you and this “William” person?

Dukermin: No not at all. His name is just wrong. Nevermind that.

Satine: Hm.

(You all enter Nalitie’s house. Nalitie’s husband, whose name has become a point of dissent, is in the kitchen with Lisa and Leonarda. Bee is running around in the living room with some toys. They see you and freeze.)

Dukermin: *points to Willy* You! Introduce yourself! *points to Nalitie* You! Say nothing!!

“William”: Oh! *goes over to their group; shakes Satine’s hand awkwardly, like he doesn’t know how to do it* I’m Nalitie’s husband, and their *gestures to Lisa and Leonarda* um… fa… pare… adult.

Dukermin: *gets in his face* what is your nammmme?

“William”: You can call me Willy. I’m surprised you haven’t heard of my candy brand?

Dukermin: AHAHAHAHAHAHA CHECKMATE

Nalitie: ? I mean yeah, Willy is his like nickname. Like “Joe” instead of “Joseph.” You knew that.

Satine: *confused about what’s happening* Duchess Satine, of Mandalore. A pleasure to meet you. *under breath* I think.

Dukermin: *still in Willy’s face* hmmmmmmm *backs off… for now*

Bee: *tugging on Satine’s dress* *points at her headdress, then gives a little thumbs up*

Dukermin: Where is Steven? Christine was at the opera house. There are a lot of people and … non people that live here.

“Willy”: Steven finally got a break from work and is out with ET, cause he has that like… baby group class or whatever. I think Dave is here.

Bee: *pokes Dukermin, then points at the three men in the bubble questioningly*

Dukermin: Hey Bee watch this *shakes the bubble again but just a little*

Men: *yell a little as the bubble shakes around them and they lose their footing*

Dave: *comes out of the VR room* Jeez, what’s with all the ruckus?

Dukermin: We have a delivery for the vent hole, as well as some esteemed guests that were trying and failing to leave a good impression on.

Dave: Ugh, I hate that you guys store criminals in our basement. You know how unsafe that is? What if they get out like Kaytee and Kathrine did?

Dukermin: Maybe I’ll just leave them in the bubble… no thats unethical *to Bee* leaving people in confined spaces is not good. *pats him on the head*

Nalitie: And I’ve revamped my security since then! The vent hole is fully operational. *also to Bee* The vent hole is a really safe place to put people, because they won’t be able to get out and hurt us, but they have stuff like a toilet or whatever so they’re comfortable.

Dave: Uh… Could you not teach the kid about imprisoning criminals in the basement? They’ve already been reenacting your war with their dolls, we really don’t need them going down there too.

Dukermin: *to Bee* Reenacting wars with your dolls is not good. Violence is never the answer *winks at Satine*

Satine: *has the distinct feeling that Dukermin is poking fun at her* *changing the subject* Did you say your prison was in the basement of this house? You don’t have a dedicated facility?

Dukermin: Honestly, crime is not really a big deal around here .. like I mean people are fairly respectful. Many of them have come from rough places and we’ve worked with many of them personally, so. I mean these guys werent even really committing a crime they were just being jerkfaces to people just trying to do their jobs, so thats whats considered a major offense around here I guess…

Nalitie: Yeah, our only like long-term prisoner really is an evil soulless flower who tried to kill us and take over Erscoga, but he’s on his very own planet far from here and he can’t really get off of it because… he’s a flower. Oh, and I think there’s an evil version of our friend Mettaton somewhere, but he was in cahoots with the flower, so.

Dukermin: Yeah. So we’ve got a good handle on things, we’ve just been pretty lucky to have good citizens. For the most part.

Nalitie: Uh anyway, those guys are starting to bum me out, so uh to the vent hole! *to the vent hole!*

(The vent hole is a clean-looking hallway lined with holding cells, leading down to a conference room. The bunker is somewhere around here. Oh, and it’s also very clearly modelled after the Mandalorian prison in Sundari. Satine is a little perturbed.)

Dukermin: *toting the guys behind the group in the bubble*

Nalitie: *types a code into one of the panels by the door of a cell*

(The door opens. The inside of the cell is actually not too bad. It’s got kind of a large, padded bench, and a small bathroom cabinet.)

Dukermin: *puts them all into one* You’re just gonna hang out in here until we figure out what to do about your bad attitudes.

Nalitie: I’ve found that food can help tame a stressful situation. *throws a handful of oranges and grapefruits in there from out of her pockets, plus one single brownie*

Dukermin: *To Satine Kryze* See, even our prisoners get meal fit for kings!

Nalitie: Oh, I guess I was thinking that was more of a snack. But yeah that would be inhumane of us to not like feed them I guess. Uh… SPEAking of food maybe we could stop by Bensel and show you the farms?

Dukermin: That would make a lot more sense than whatever we’ve been doing.

Nalitie: Cool. Lemme just grab some more fruit from upstairs in case we get hungry, and make sure William is good with staying with the kids for the rest of the day. *closes the cell door and starts to leave*

Dukermin: *mockingly* WiLlIaM *follows out*

Satine: *still does not understand the whole William thing* *follows them upstairs*

(Upstairs, Nalitie’s husband is sitting on the couch with the three kids, reading a storybook. Dave is in the kitchen, making peanut butter-banana sandwich. Bee’s face lights up as the lady with the cool headdress comes back upstairs.)

Nalitie: *heading into the kitchen to restock the fruit*

Satine: *unsure what to do; goes to see what the story being told is*

“Willy”: … and so the Thing disguised itself as a bush, and slowly made its way towards the gates. The Guards had never seen a moving bush before, but surely bushes could move if they wanted to! They were alive, after all.

Dukermin: Bye crew! *sets up a lunchbox*

Nalitie: We’ll be back later, but call if you guys need anything? William, are you good with all three kids or do you want me to take Lisanarda?

“William”: *confused look around* Were… were you asking me?

Dukermin: *points at both of them*

Nalitie: Yeah, do you want me to take the kids? We’re just going to Bensel, it’ll be–

(The couch blasts off into space. Everyone in the living room jumps. Several minutes later, it slowly lowers back down into the living room.)

Nalitie: We’re just going to Bensel, it’ll be safe.

“William”: Dave is here, we’ll be OK. Um… what did you call me earlier?

Dukermin: *is just still pointing*

Nalitie: Oh, you know. Your name! Must’ve been the um. Interference from the couch startup sequence, you know how that gets loud. Willy.

Dukermin: *pointing intensifies*

“Willy”: … alright… *a little concerned that she’s lost it, but that’s also not abnormal for them*

Dukermin: We’re gonna circle back to this later. We’re still in the middle of a tour. *sets the lunchbox to bensel*

Nalitie: It’s OK, Car… Christine will help sort things out later, you trust her I think. *scoots through the lunchbox quickly to avoid more questions*

Dukermin: *squinting still pointing at willy wonka, backs into the lunchbox*

Satine: *to Willy* You have a lovely home…

Bee: *waving goodbye vigorously*

Satine: *smiles and gives a little wave before going through the lunchbox with her guards*

“Willy”: *muttering under breath* William???

(And so your rag-tag group ends up on Bensel. It’s the late evening there, and you can see Old McDonald turning on his perimeter lights. He stares out into the corn in your general direction, slowly retreating into his house.)

Dukermin: *waves to try and catch his attention*

(His door closes.)

Dukermin: Well I guess it’s bedtime for Old Mcdonald, but surely he won’t mind if we take a walk around his farm.

Nalitie: Yeah… *equipping nanofiber yarn armor just in case*

(Satine is confused, because it looks like Nalitie is just putting on a sweater.)

Dukermin: *starts leading the group around* So if you look to your right, you’ll see some corn, and if you look to your left just ahead, there’s some more corn.

(Nalitie walks alongside the group, careful to stay outside of the perimeter lights.)

Satine: *has only really vaguely heard of corn, unsure about its nutritional value* Is corn your primary crop, then?

Dukermin: Corn is a big one, yes, just because its a staple where we and many of our citizens are from. However, we also have wheat, lots of herbs over at 7even’s farm, Farmer Joe has soybeans. We’ve got a big variety. Sure theres probably a lot of stuff I haven’t even heard of that grows here.

Nalitie: I’ve been trying to grow vegetables in the backyard! I’m not home enough though lately so it has been going poorly.

Satine: If we were to strike a trade deal, then, would we be receiving mainly vegetable products? *unsure whether Erscoga produces meat, since it hasn’t been brought up*

Dukermin: Well, vegetables for sure, grains for sure, we have fish in shellmound, as for other meats if anyone was producing that it would be Old Mcdonald, so we can see if production is moving on that… we also could export baked goods. as for fruit, we have… uh… a peach tree. Maybe don't rely too much on fruit from us.

Nalitie: I’m sure there’s someone producing beef here; Landfood sells a lot of hamburgers. Like, the restaurant is literally cow-shaped.

Satine: *does not know what a cow is* I see. And you are willing to share all of those things… in exchange for one universal translator? *suspicious about ulterior motives*

Dukermin: Yeah we’re altruistic or whatever i guess.

Nalitie: Also, like, it gets boring here when things are going well. I mean. I guess things aren’t “well” right now with the whole “refugee crisis,” but interdimensional allies are always good, especially when we’re up against … I should stop talking. *disappears into the corn*

Dukermin: Anyway, lets check on old mcdonalds meat orchard, see what’s ripe.

Satine: I’m sorry, did you say something about a refugee crisis?

Dukermin: Meat orchard this-a-way! *herding everyone away*

(The meat orchard is a vast expanse of meat trees of all varieties. Some are growing hams instead of branches. A few have steaks for leaves. There’s at least one that looks like it has chicken wings growing as fruit from egg flowers. Some look like normal trees, but with gouges cut out of them revealing fresh salami.)

Nalitie: Ah, yes, the meat orchard. It looks like things are pretty in season.

Dukermin: Wonder how sap collection has been going, we could make a charcuterie board if he’s managed to press some cheeses.

Nalitie: Oh, yeah… That would be from one of those trees, right? *points at one of the steak trees* *forgets the boundary and crosses over there*

(Suddenly, you hear an alarm go off! The lights in Old McDonald’s house turn on, and you can see him burst out of the front door in the distance.)

Dukermin: Hide! *dives into a bush*

Nalitie: *drags Satine + co. into the corn on the border of the meat orchard*

(You hear a shot go off in the distance.)

Old McDonald: You hooligans better get offa my land!

Dukermin: *puts hand up from inside the bush* We’re going, we’re going! Yeesh!

(Nalitie leads Satine + co. through a shortcut she cut out of Old McDonald’s corn the last time they were caught on his land, over to 7even’s house.)

Dukermin: As you can see, our farmers take their crop very seriously.

Satine: Are your citizens always so hostile? *brushing dirt off*

Dukermin: Old Mcdonald is a little rough around the edges but he’s got good meat trees, so we let him be.

Nalitie: He at least uses that food he produces to feed Erscoga. I’m sure he’ll be happy to sell to you, since he still sells to us and we trespass on his land all the time. Keeps you on your toes. *pulling BBs out of her sweater*

Satine: *is once again concerned about dealing with them*

Dukermin: This here, though, is 7even’s farm, much more welcoming.

Nalitie: She mostly grows herbs and rare potion ingredients, though. I think she really only sells to like… Snape. And some of the pharmacies, I guess. Oh, and I really like her Thai basil.

Dukermin: Right. So if you’re interested in making your food taste really good or for it to like… cure boils or something, then we can hook you up here.

Nalitie: Either way, we have a lot of good stuff growing here! There’s definitely some smaller farms here and there, but again, most of our citizens don’t eat food, so it works out! We’ll definitely have enough for your planet as well as ours!

Satine: What exactly do you mean by they don’t eat food?

Nalitie: I mean… Like the species on three of our planets simply do not eat food. Or at least not the same food that you and I eat, it’s like… magic or something IDK. Actually, we could go visit Toriel and show you Monster Food? It’s kind of a fun treat, even if it has 0 nutritional value for humans.

Dukermin: Ooh yeah that could be fun!

Satine: “Monster Food”?

Nalitie: Don’t worry about it! *gets out the Lunchbox, sets it to Pluto* After you!

(And so they went to Pluto. It’s a lovely mid-morning Plutonian day, and unfortunately Pluto is once again in absolute shambles. The roof of the Best Western has damage, and people who had been staying on the top floor are camping out in magically-heated tents outside. Papyrus’s shed, which had recently been rebuilt, is missing a door. Undyne’s house is on fire.)

Dukermin: Oh my gosh what is it now??

Satine: Not to be rude, but does this planet… always look like this?

Dukermin: Lately… yeah.

Nalitie: We, uh. Had a civil war here not to long ago but they definitely rebuilt after that? Not sure what’s going on here… *yells into the distance* PAPYRUS WHERE ARE YOU?

(Papyrus comes running over. One of his gloves is torn, and there’s a weird smudge on his battle body, but otherwise he looks no worse for wear, and greets you with a wide smile.)

Papyrus: HELLO QUEENLY HUMANS!!! HAVE YOU COME TO RECONSTRUCT PLUTO AGAIN???

Dukermin: I guess so! What happened?

Papyrus: REMEMBER WHEn the strange queenly human with green magic came and you told me to keep the princely human Edward un-seduced???

Dukermin: Uhh yeah? How is that going?

Papyrus: WELL, I did, in fact, fail to keep the princely human unseduced by the lady human, and when the magic human came back she was very angry!!! I think the magic human might have been part monster, because she turned into a very large dragon and that is why Undyne’s house has been on fire for a week and for no other reason!!!

Dukermin: Sure… Well, that’s bad news.

Papyrus: Not to worry!!! When the monster-magic human began to attack Monster Town and tried to kill the lady human, the Royal Roy’l Guard jumped into action, like a very good Royal Roy’l Guard should!!! Oh, and also Undyne got mad that the monster-magic human er… started the fire in her house, she got very mad and attacked! And that is why there is a very large pile of dust in my shed!!! *points*

(If you look closely, Papyrus’s shed is filled with uncharacteristically sparkly dust, and a very large pile of it. It looks like it got swept up from around Monster Town, because the ground is still a little glittery.)

Dukermin: Okay, that solves one problem. Doesn’t help us get closer to why people keep showing up here, but y’know, this may be for the best.

Nalitie: Wait, I’m behind, did you kill Narissa??? Is that what the very large pile of dust is???

Satine: !!

Papyrus: ERRrrr… Perhaps you should ask Undyne!!! The Great Papyrus was still trying to un-seduce the princely human Edward when the magic human was turned into dust!!!

Dukermin: *putting crime tape up around the dust pile* Alright, shall we go question Undyne? I’ll be bad cop.

Nalitie: I guess, yeah. I feel like we’re making a bad impression on our guests.

Dukermin: I think that ship has sailed. *Heads over to undyne’s*

(You approach Undyne’s flaming house. Nothing lives there now except fire.)

Dukermin: *looking at the flaming house through a magnifying glass* Looks like the perp has skipped town.

Nalitie: *pointing towards Alphys’s lab* Isn’t that her scaling the wall to get into the door over there?

Dukermin: Case Closed! *bum bum* *goes to Undyne*

Nalitie: *follows* *yells up towards the door* UNDYNE can you come here for a minute???

Undyne: *peeks her head out the door* It’s about time you showed up!!!! *jumps out of the door, plummeting towards the ground with terrifying speed* NGAAAAH!!!

Dukermin: *instinctively tries to catch*

(Undyne slams into you with incredible force, sending you both toppling. Nalitie scoots out of the way. Satine’s guards stand in front of her protectively.)

Dukermin: *crawls out of the dukermin-shaped hole in the ground* We’ve got some questions for you, Undyne.

Undyne: *jumping to her feet* What’s up?

Dukermin: Tell us everything you know about the pile of glittery dust in the shed. Everything you say can adn will be used against you in a court of law.

Undyne: Oh, that??? That crazy lady from Christmas came back, and started tearing up the town, and you guys weren’t even there!!! We weren’t gonna let her destroy Monster Town!!!

Dukermin: We need to get you guys like a cell phone or something.

Undyne: ??? Papyrus tried to call, but he said it didn’t even ring!!! He’s been trying to contact Candle Grandma for days!

Dukermin: *checks candle grandma’s phone* *it has been dead for who knows how long and also the sim card is removed* I don’t think Candle Grandma really knows how these things work. Maybe just call me in the future.

Undyne: We tried to call you guys!!!

Dukermin: *checks her phone* *the screen is crushed and it has also been dead for who knows how long* Ok yeah that's my bad.

Nalitie: *checking all of her recent calls* I never got a call from you??? Actually, come to think about it, I haven’t gotten any calls recently… *thinking about the time Christine said she’d tried to call to ask something* Huh. Anyway, did you guys kill that lady??? That’s, like. She’s not from this dimension, that could have been really bad!!!

Undyne: It was either that or she was gonna dust all of us and kill that girl you put in the Best Western under Papyrus’s care *shrugs*

Dukermin: Aha so you admit it! Meh I don’t really care actually.

Satine: ???

Nalitie: I guess… Uh maybe we should let GCL know to monitor that dimension for Apynteu or ID-PD activity, I guess… Not that any of their main characters were there anymore anyway.

Dukermin: Yeah probably. Anyway don’t do that again maybe.

Undyne: *shrugs* Be here next time!!!

Dukermin: *shrugs*

Satine: *looking back and forth between them* Is that really all you’re going to say on this matter?

Dukermin: Yeah, Undyne and Papyrus are pretty mch what we have for law enforcement. Which kinda says something about society I think. Anyway, Narissa was super evil and commiting crimes against humanity so I’m gonna trust their judgement on this one

Nalitie: *changing the subject* ANYWAY we weren’t here for murder, we were here for Toriel’s pie!!! *running off to Toriel’s house*

Dukermin: *also does that*

Satine + co.: *following warily*

(You all end up at Toriel’s house. She is inside, once again futilely trying to figure out what is rotting in her kitchen. It’s the invisible loaf of bread you left here and she is never going to find it.)

Dukermin: HI Toriel! Meet Satine Kryze and her entourage.

Nalitie: She’s a duchess of a planet we are trying to impress! It’s not going well, so we were hoping to smooth things over with a slice of your pie.

Toriel: Oh! Hello, my children—and a pleasure to meet you, duchess. *shakes her hand, putting on the manners of the queen she used to be* I do have a pie in the oven right now! That human child you brought to this planet seems to like it very much.

Dukermin: Awesome!

(Toriel serves everyone a slice of butterscotch-cinnamon pie. It’s the calmest that this day has been so far.)

Nalitie: So, uh. This is monster food, and it’s made entirely out of magic! So it tastes good, but doesn’t really have any substance to it. It can help heal you, though, if you’re injured and your HP is low!

Satine: HP?

Nalitie: Don’t worry about that. *continues eating pie* The point is it’s good for your SOUL!

Dukermin: *chowing down*

Nalitie: Um… So what are you thinking about our trade deal? Like… we could export enough from Bensel’s major farms to feed your planet, and we can throw in a few like… exotic delicacies like monster food as a bonus! And then just, like, we want your translation knowledge.

Dukermin: And your allyship. We don’t require much.

Nalitie: Pretty much. And as far as allyship goes, like, as you can see Erscoga is a very peaceful place (ignoring the recent fires, Legumes Ltd. jerks, and Old McDonald) so it would just be saying we’re friends or whatever!

Satine: I… have a few concerns. *thinking about the recent fires, Legumes Ltd. jerks, and Old McDonald*

Dukermin: What are you concerned about, nothing concerning here!

Satine: Your… “empire,” as you called it earlier, is incredibly disorganized. As rulers, you don’t seem aware of the nefarious schemes happening in your star system. You let vigilante justice take care of the problems on this planet for you. You mentioned a refugee crisis earlier, and your meat grows on trees.

Dukermin: Thats… okay that’s all not completely untrue… However, with all due respect, how does that impact a trade deal regarding food?

Nalitie: Also, the meat trees are really cool. Cruelty free meat or whatever.

Satine: I’m mostly concerned about the stability of your society. In this scenario, Mandalore would be depending on you completely for food, and it seems to me that you’ve been in a crisis of your own.

Dukermin: Our crisis is like… a silly fun crisis tho. It’s what happens when you’re in an extradimensional location where people from many different realities can coexist. We have been a necessary refuge for people, and have provided a home to some who otherwise would have none. And we’ve been doing this for 8 years, solving crisis after crisis, and we’ll continue to do that as long as we’re needed.

Nalitie: Plus—and this is hard to explain—nothing really happens around here without us knowing about it, even if it seems like it. Crises only happen because we let them, and we let them just for *flavor.* The integrity of our world is never really in danger.

Dukermin: Otherwise, this place would be no fun at all.

Satine: *muttering under breath* 8 years? *out loud* I see. I suppose if you can guarantee the stability of this food source for us—and are willing to allow us an out should we ever need it—I would be willing to take the risk if it means that my people don’t have to rely on the black market for supplies.

Dukermin: We can guarantee that *extends hand*

Satine: Then I suppose we have a deal. *shakes it*

Nalitie: *is writing down the contract on a sock*

Dukermin: Alright! Lets iron out quantities and shipment dates!

(This montage of boring paperwork is brought to you by The Society of Beanatics. Satine and her guards return to Mandalore to share the news, with a cell phone for further interdimensional communication and plans to ship a universal translator to Erscoga.)

Dukermin: *sighs* What a productive afternoon. Wait wasn’t there something else we were supposed to be doing?

Nalitie: We were looking for a princess, but then we got distracted trying to translate a statue.

Dukermin: Hm. Guess the princess will have to wait for another doc.

Nalitie: Maybe after we have the translator to talk to anyone on Lux… I better get back to the kids and basement paperwork anyway.

Dukermin: Yeah I need to unkennel Shadow Dog before he chews a hole through the space-time continuum again.

(To be continued…)

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Heyooo :) Enjoy your trip, friend! Just passing by, like the other anons, to thank you for sharing your wonderful BG3 OC creations with us! They are one of a kind AND top notch, indeed. Was wondering, how does the 'creative' process for each character start for you/what inspires you? How long does it take to come up with the 'final' result so to say? What are your favorite BG3 OCs that you've created/the one that took you longest? PS: that mods list/non-personals would be RLY appreciated <333

You are so sweet to meeee ｡°(°.◜ᯅ◝°)°｡♡♡♡!!! Thank you for such kind words, I hope a great laugh comes your way and you laugh so hard, you can't breath, and you end up just laughing more, a good laugh ♡ no but tysm!!! It's really fun to me and it kinda catches me off guard but it's heartwarming that you enjoy my chaos as well.

[long post---should I even keep saying sorry at this point x.x]

I’ll try not to trail off and really just answer your questions LOL I love my beans so much.

My creative process is a bit sporadic tbh. I'm unsure if you meant their design or their "lore" so I'll assume design (me after flipflopping more times than I should've)

I can be mid-game and something I want to try will pop up. I always keep their classes in mind (I like experimenting in combat) and dnd lore ( I have NO clue until bg3, minus what most would know/most viral info about dnd lore). Sometimes I can see a mod I like, and instantly want to make a character off of it. ( Both Illios and Ik’mil was birthed cause of the Myrkul scar being made and I went "I gotta use this". lmao (that and I was already in love with the idea of siblings being tadpoled together.

Honestly, I just let my emotions/mind tinker at their designs. Once I know what kind of OC I want (who they are/race/at least a detail of their past), I fit their design off of that. Music also helps me figure out the direction I want to go for their appearance. Music helps me creatively in many areas, especially music without words. I really can't figure out a way to put it other than I just let the energy I feel carry over LOL Dnd lore helps me a bit in their design as well.

My inspiration for their design usually comes from the lore I give them tbh as well as dnd lore/the actual lore within the game itself. When I make them I keep in mind: color combos I enjoy, aesthetics, subcultures, etc. I do enjoy the story, I just create my own world within it. I usually search for mods to fit the identity I need them to portray if I can't work with what I have. And I MILK what I have. I want my OC to fit the narrative of taking over the brain, but in my eyes (now that I've played for 1k hours), the number of people being tadpoled was more than just the few we meet in the pods. So anybody could've landed.

Their design also has to fit the personality I've given them, and I tend to use pieces of my own and the personalities that I know lol~ It’s all perspective to me/my imagination is really in control lol so much fun personally-

My "final results time" honestly varies tbh. Ares was so instant cause I knew immediately the look I needed for my first guy Durge. Green skin/orange hair. I HAD to have someone with green skin and I've done so in multiple games with character creation LOL idk. From there, I just experimented with shades and such until he came together. His lore grew as I developed him/who he is. (Yi’laae was pretty easy as well since I was just editing an origin chara at the time—her actual background honestly came to me down the line lmao). I just knew the image of a princess I wanted my prince to have. Plus, after looking into the lore of Tymora and clerics/etc--it all came her image grew/developed. Sometimes I'll start with a place they're from within dnd/how someone in that world would exist and build from that.

Some final results for problem characters will take about 3?ish days maybe. From experience so far. It could be lack of resources (increased by my own doing), something not clicking/no bond whatsoever~ etc. Sometimes, some OCs are literally just birthed cause I wanted to create a new character, and their design came out yummy. So now I want to build them up even more, think about who they could've been, etc.

Solene didn't click for the longest. I couldn't settle on a face and an energy for her. I knew the aesthetic I wanted, so I had to love her look. (I've had a lady Durge before, my first playthrough, so I also needed Sol to be diferent) Ra'mi was difficult as well after making a monk OC I fell in love with. ( Ra'mi HAD to exist because I am a bunny mom who is IN LOVE WITH HER SWEET BUN BOY ♡) . I reaaaally need to love my OCs so they have to fit my preferences. Guys are much easier for me than the girlies because of my own doing ngl.

Choosing just one OC is sooo hard. I'll put their lore to the side and only focus on design, and even then that's hard. I'll answer this emotionally LMFAO sooo-- Illios tbh. I was stuck on an older brother for Ik'mil, who was already a Necromacer of Myrkul, the Lord of Bones. Diablo 4's necromancers are sooooooo well designed. My bf had one tbh. ( Diablo 4 has some reallllllllyyy amazing character designs in general to me~~ I used the soundtrack to make some of my OCs lol).Illios isn't as decayed/looks different in different lighting, but I love love love how he came out. Especially as my cleric of Myrkul ♡

I really love Paemon's design as well. He’s really just shades of colors I love, especially the greens, with an added horror I like.

ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧ ♡ ♡ ♡ I appreciate you

#anon #um ew I hate looking at how long this is rofl HUH

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Just Me Gushing over the Elf Tangent with Spoilers

Like the title says this is mostly going to be me gushing over the Elf Tangent by Lindsay Buroker. I love this book especially the side characters Setvik and Theli. I won’t lie. I thought Theli was an idiot at first but she grew on me. Setvik was just the kind of character I was looking for, which is to say an assholish elf with a superiority complex. I really hope the author gives him his own book in the future.

I’ve unfortunately been sick again for the fourth time in the last 2 months and with the holidays, it’s only now that I’ve had the energy or time to listen to this book. It was good and I do recommend it to anyone who wants a good clean elf romance besides the Elven Alliance series without the MMC having PTSD. The FMC Princess Aldari is good at math and solving puzzles, which is why the MMC Hawk kidnaps her to help his people find away to stop the cursed beings his people call the Twisted. Aldari was a fun character to follow as was Hawk who gets hurt later and gets cared for by Aldari for a little bit. Their banter was definitely better than the sometimes meh conversations of Essie and Farrendel in the Elven Alliance series. I appreciate that the characters didn’t just end up married by the end. I also appreciate that Hawk didn’t get handsy with Aldari, but that doesn’t mean no one got handsy with anyone. Theli gets groped by an elf mercenary and later has her shirt ripped open by a pirate. Hawk tried his best to be nice to Aldari despite having to unfortunately kidnap her on the way to her wedding to a Prince of a neighboring kingdom.

The plot had a lot of tension and action with a sense that the Twisted were very much a threat. The Elf Princess Hysithea was turned into one, which is partially why Hawk is so desperate to stop them. This character actually has her own book, which I’m not liking to be honest. She’s too impulsively reckless and boarderline TSTL.

Theli and Setvik end up shacking up despite the fact he’s probably 20 something years older than her. I’m actually quite happy they seemed to end up together. I just want them to have their own book or even a book following Setvik and later the other mercenaries on missions over the 20 years they spent away from their kingdom and in the human kingdoms. He likes her singing and even is okay with her portraying him as a villain in her ballads, which is cute.

If anyone can recommend more elf romances that would be great or if anyone wants elf/other fantasy romances you’re welcome to ask.

My posts are usually about whatever I want to write about but I’m now trying my hand at writing about the books I like or don’t and maybe about the Irish language I’m trying to learn. Dia daoibh. Go raibh maith agat.

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What Is DDLG? | The Ultimate Guide for Beginners

AUGUST 29, 2022

DDLG Meaning

DDLG stands for “Daddy Dom, Little Girl” and it’s a BDSM dynamic where one takes the role of “daddy” (also called the caregiver) and the other takes the role of “little” who embodies childlike qualities.

The DDLG Relationship

Usually, the daddy takes on the dominant role and the little that of the submissive one. But the thought that it’s strictly like that is a misconception.

Sometimes, littles can be the doms in the relationship. Examples of dominant littles are "brats" or "princesses." But maybe the little just doesn’t identify as either dominant or submissive. That’s perfectly fine, too.

The daddy and the little can also switch roles — so, the daddy becomes the little and the little becomes the caregiver.

And then there's the sexual aspect of it. A lot of the lifestyle portrayed online is very sexual in nature, but being in a platonic DDLG relationship is also completely possible.

This is why an ultimate guide for DDLG is tricky. Because the lifestyle is very flexible.

The only sure thing about it is that it’s under the BDSM umbrella. It should also always be consensual. And whether or not sex is part of the picture, DDLG is always a kink because of the power exchange involved.

Everything else is pretty much fair play.

The DDLG Lifestyle: In a Nutshell

I’m going to be straightforward with you: The ultimate guide is that there’s no definitive guide for the DDLG lifestyle.

It’s very complex. There’s no right way of doing it because people practice it differently, and there’s no single reason for doing it because people get into the lifestyle for various reasons.

I’m a little. I’ve always been bubbly and carefree in a way that it felt like my inner child never left even as I grew up.

When I heard what DDLG was, I looked deeper into the lifestyle. But a lot of the time, I read definitions of it that claimed to be set in stone but weren’t applicable to me and how I acted.

So for a time, I thought I wasn’t part of the community after all. Even though I actually was, and that I just did things differently.

In the end, DDLG is very individualized. It’s a nuanced lifestyle that’s as complex as you.

So, this guide won’t give you a strict definition of what DDLG is (just the broad strokes) nor a step-by-step guide on how to do it. The goal is to introduce the more general aspects of the lifestyle and help you understand your own shade of DDLG so you could define it for yourself.

Let’s get to it!

DDLG Terms Explained

If you’ve just started joining forums and communities, then you’ve probably come across unfamiliar acronyms like CGL, ABDL, or MDLB. And terms like little age, middle, or age regression.

It can be overwhelming, coming across all these slangs and not knowing their meaning. So let me explain them to you.

Let’s start with what each role entails.

What Is a Daddy Dom?

In DDLG, the daddy takes on the caring parental figure. Of course, this parental figure doesn’t always have to be a guy--there are also mommies, but we’ll get to that later.

Daddies are more broadly called caregivers. And for a reason.

When you think of a dominant in a BDSM relationship, you usually think of someone who rules with a stern hand and enforces strict discipline. Daddies can be that too, but more often than not, they’re more softcore.

They’re caring, loving, and sweet. They’re the protective and authoritative half of the DDLG dynamic. But whether they’re strict or lenient with their littles, they always want the best for them.

Despite the “dom” in the name, some daddies can be the total opposite. Some don’t even identify as dominant. And that’s absolutely okay. Their job is to nurture, to be a constant in their little’s lives, and to always give them a guiding hand whenever they need it.

Because daddies take on a kind of parental role, they often set up rules their little should follow. These rules, in turn, have rewards when abided to or punishments when broken.

This is common practice but not required. Daddies can have a more relaxed dynamic with their little. Just like any other relationship, it’s important for the daddy and little to communicate what they each want their relationship to be.

What Is a Little?

Littles have never been able to get rid of their inner child. They can be in their 20s, 30s, or even 60s and still feel like they’re 8 years old (or younger; or a bit older).

This is why littles look up to their daddies or caregivers for guidance. They have a need to be looked after, cared for, and protected. And maybe it’s this innocence that urges daddies to be their caregivers.

Most littles are submissive, following daddy’s orders and abiding by the rules he’s set up. Sometimes they’re good girls and sometimes they’re bratty.

But some littles aren’t submissive, and that’s okay. Littles can be whatever they want.

So if it suits them and their daddies for them to be bratty and bossy 24/7, then more power to them! As long as everything’s consensual and both parties are happy and satisfied.

Now, ageplay is very common in DDLG. That’s why littles tend to have little ages and it can range from newborn to 12 years old.

If you think your little age falls into the teenage category, from 13 to 17, then you’re called a middle.

Even so, you’re still definitely a little because you’re playing an age that’s younger than your actual age, and you do it to embrace your inner younger self. But in the community, you’re specifically called a middle, which is just a little, really--if only a bit older.

Your little age doesn’t have to be fixed either. A lot of littles change ages all the time. Sometimes they’re newborns and sometimes they’re eight years old. It really just depends on your mood.

Some littles don’t even have a little age. And that’s okay, too! I personally don’t. I’ve been bubbly and childish (and adorable) for as long as I can remember. I don’t need a little age to feel or be little. I just know in my heart that I am.

The Headspaces

In BDSM, a headspace is an altered state of mind that comes with taking on a submissive or dominant role. The brain secretes chemicals that often make practitioners lose themselves in a scene.

Sometimes, the effect is compared to intoxication or the high of being drugged. It’s just this intense feeling that’s hard to describe. It varies from person to person, and they love it--otherwise, they won’t be coming back for more.

In DDLG, falling into little space is a huge part of becoming a little. Some littles use triggers to get there, such as sucking on their thumb or a pacifier, doodling on a coloring book, or just curling up with their stuffies.

Some littles sink into little space after a long day of work and some do it once a week or once a month when they meet with their daddies for playtime. Maybe you’re in little space almost all of the time.

However often you get to experience little space, it’s that warm, fuzzy feeling you have every time you feel safe in your environment. When you can just be tiny, carefree, and protected.

Little space doesn’t always mean you have to have a daddy around either. You can be alone in your room, reading Harry Potter and surrounded by soft pillows and a dozen stuffies. Or you can be around friends, finger painting sculptures.

Everyone’s different.

And when there’s little space, there’s also daddy space. Yes, it exists. And it’s more misunderstood.

Often, daddies are assumed to always be in that headspace. Littles probably don’t think their daddies shift into headspaces at all, that their daddiness is somewhat always turned on. But that’s only because their little’s presence is most likely the only requirement for them to get into daddy space.

This headspace can cause daddies to feel an intense need to protect, nurture, and care for their littles. Or maybe a drive to discipline them.

Now, I may just be putting nonsensical labels on things. But let me be clear: A daddy doesn’t need to be in daddy space to be a daddy for a little, and a little doesn’t need to be in little space to be a little for their daddy.

Headspaces are just a way to explain the shift in your mindset and the intense feelings that flood through your body whenever you embody a little or daddy’s role.

They explain why a little can be a strong and respected CEO yet so mushy and sensitive when they come home after work. They explain how a daddy can be so disconnected with the DDLG lifestyle whenever he’s hanging out with his friends, yet when he comes home to his little, his caring, parental side shows up.

Switching

A switch is simply someone who takes on both the role of the little and the caregiver, depending on what they’re feeling in the moment. Suffice to say, they’re familiar with both the little and caregiver’s headspaces.

If dominance and submission is a huge part of their lifestyle, then a switch can be submissive in one scene and then dominant the next.

Switching in DDLG is so awesome because it expands the possibilities that could happen in the relationship.

You don’t have to be a switch if you’re not into it though, just because it sounds cool. The lifestyle is filled with dozens of fun things to do already.

The Variations and Specifications

Now, let’s talk about the variations. I made a handy diagram for you to understand them better.

Think of DDLG as a dynamic that falls under the BDSM umbrella. BDSM is all about power exchange, and the power exchange within DDLG is just more particular--that of which exists between a daddy and a little.

But under BDSM is a smaller umbrella--ageplay--and another umbrella called CGL which means Caregiver/Little.

CGL is simply the broader term to describe DDLG. It encompasses DDLG and its variations. Whereas ageplay is a kink where you roleplay a certain age either to enhance sexual experiences or to merely relax.

Ageplay and CGL are best represented in a Venn diagram because not everyone who roleplays age necessarily acts younger and not everyone who’s into CGL is into ageplay.

That’s why a portion of ageplay in the Venn diagram has gray lines. Think of that as an area excluded from the CGL tree because it’s the part of ageplay where practitioners roleplay older roles. It’s pretty rare, but it exists.

As you already learned, DDLG is very fluid. There are elements common to littles and daddies such as dominance, submission, and little ages, but they’re not always a fixed rule.

And this rings true when it comes to gender. If there’s DDLG, then there’s its opposite: MDLB or Mommy Dom/Little Boy. There’s also DDLB (Daddy Dom/Little Boy) and MDLG (Mommy Dom/Little Girl).

If you’re gender-fluid, you don’t have to stick to one camp either. Sometimes you might be in the mood for some MDLB or sometimes you might want to try DDLB.

If both you and your partner are switches, sometimes you might try DDLG, and sometimes you might try MDLB.

Really, anything is possible.

But because you’re here specifically for DDLG (hence the title), I’ll be using that term mainly from here onward. But keep in mind that what I say can also be applied to the other CGL variants.

Little Ages

In the diagram, I segmented the little ages into 4: ABDL (which stands for Adult Baby/Diaper Lover), little ages of toddler age to 12 years old, middle ages or teenage to young adult years, and no little age.

You’d notice that ABDL spans all age groups. That’s because age here is optional. Sure, the subcommunity loves wearing diapers--it’s the whole point of it. So, it’d only make sense that their little ages should probably be from newborn to toddler age, right?

But you don’t have to ageplay to enjoy wearing diapers. As with any other aspect of CGL, how you practice ABDL depends on you and what you’re most comfortable with. Whether it’s for erotic reasons, a mere stress reliever, a hobby, or a lifestyle, it’s all up to you.

Solo DDLG

Can you still be a little or adult baby even though you have no daddy or mommy? Absolutely!

Sure, DDLG is a dynamic between two (or more) people, but you really don’t need a daddy to get into little space. Whatever activities get you feeling safe and happy… do them. Paint, color, cuddle with your stuffie, or grab your pacifier.

Plus, the DDLG community is vibrant and filled with the sweetest people. Join Facebook groups or forum discussions. You don’t need a daddy to feel little and cared for at all. The ABDL lifestyle also doesn’t require you to be in any kind of relationship.

Ageplay vs Age Regression

These 2 terms often get interchanged. But here’s the gist:

Ageplay is a kink. Age regression isn’t. Ageplayers act. Age regressors feel.

Ageplay is simple roleplay. You just act a certain age and play the role of that age. You can do it for sexual reasons or simply just for fun.

Age regression, on the other hand, is more biological. It’s when someone mentally regresses to a certain age and actually feels like they’re that age. Sometimes, this is a result of a traumatic experience. Age regression is also used in therapy. Although some littles might experience age regression, it’s not inherently sexual.

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u know what? i think it’s okay to want more inclusivity in ‘x reader’ smut fanfic. i think it’s okay to be frustrated about how it’s hard to find. if you’re a writer you might be looking for ways to do that but finding it difficult or feeling unsure of a way to do so accurately. i know it can be a bit hard, especially when it’s about sex. i have also seen that some writers are worried about inaccurately representing or depicting diverse readers, especially when it comes to penetration and sex acts involving genitals. if you’re struggling with that and are looking for some ways to be more inclusive here’s some tips! (minors do not interact, obviously)

try to avoid pronouns. non-gendered nicknames and pet names are still fine! if you are concerned about your writing sounding too unnatural, go through and reread it. you’ll find that it sounds a lot more natural than you thought! if “they” still seems awkward in a sentence you can try something like “honey” or change it (if possible, depends on the dialogue) so that the character is talking TO the reader and use they!

some good gender neutral pet names: honey, love, baby, lovely, cutie, babe, master (instead of mommy, daddy, or mistress) or my liege/liege (instead of princess/prince). “good baby” or “that’s my baby” or “there’s a good baby” work instead of “good girl/boy.”

if your fic mentions people referring to the reader as a girl or woman EVEN AS A TERM OF ENDEARMENT, you NEED to mention that if you’ve stated there are no pronouns used.

avoid mentioning hair or skin. with hair that includes both the LENGTH AND THE TEXTURE! some people have hair that won’t allow anyone to run their fingers through it. “running their fingers over your hair/toying with your hair” are great alternatives. avoiding using “soft” or color descriptors when describing hair or skin is also a good idea. (not just for POC but also for people with severe acne, burn scars, people who can’t grow hair, etc.)

avoid mentioning clothing or choose gender neutral clothing. “underwear” is better than “panties.” some trans men do not wear bras and some people don’t wear lingerie. but you can still build anticipation by slowing down the removal of clothing or going into detail about the emotional (mention if the reader/love interest is feeling nervous or anxious or desired) or physical details (is the love interest kissing the reader as they slide up your shirt? are they staring with hooded eyes as more of your skin is being revealed?).

always describing the reader as wearing a dress or skirt or heels or a blouse CAN cause dysphoria esp if your fic is labeled as having a gender neutral reader or does not use pronouns. this one specifically causes me the most dysphoria. (i def agree that the idea of clothing being gendered is stupid, but when it’s mentioned in fics it’s usually prolific in people who write for afab reader and mentioned frequently, SPECIFICALLY by love interest. it’s almost always a comment about how sexy or hot the reader is in the dress, making it seem like the love interest is being turned on by the FEMINITY of the reader.)

you can still portray that the romantic/sexual interest in the fic finds the reader sexy without going into detail about what they’re wearing. try mentioning body parts more, or using pants and shirts because everyone wears them regardless of gender. also a good tip if you still want to include specific clothing in a fic: specify if the reader is feminine or masculine before hand. or if they’re cis, specify that.

for body parts try to avoid using the terms “breasts” or “tits.” instead use “chest” or “nipples” instead. sometimes mentioning how “your breasts fill his hands” or how “your breasts jiggle” can exclude not ONLY people who have had top surgery but also women with smaller breasts. use chest or nipples. having the love interest say “your nipples are so cute and sensitive” or “i love leaving marks around your nipples” or “i love kissing down your chest and making you feel good.”

specify afab or amab reader if you have genital specific penetration in it. i feel like most people are aware but that can cause a LOT of dysphoria for binary (male or female) trans people. and also, your fic can still be for a gender neutral reader if you include afab/amab. if it’s NOT for a gender neutral reader don’t put afab/amab. be aware that assigned gender at birth is something mostly used to describe someone who is transgender. if your reader is cis, don’t use afab/amab. you can also specify trans woman or trans man reader if you are writing about a binary trans reader.

afab does not mean feminine and amab does not mean masculine. as a non-binary person this is a personal frustration of me and a lot of other non-binary trans people. afab nb people are not “woman lite” and amab nb people are not “feminine men.” as a way to make things more inclusive and a good first step into writing for trans readers if you’re not trans, you can try to first write fluff/suggestive fluff with a reader that is masculine but does not use pronouns or one who is feminine but does not use pronouns. feminine does not mean female and masculine does not mean male.

trying to specify if a character is more masculine or feminine? you can do this by getting specific about clothing, (dress or suit? lingerie or silky boxers?) or general features (solid and stocky, or delicate and graceful? facial hair? make up?). but the important thing is how the other characters in the story treat and interact with the reader. a masculine reader is less likely to be fawned over and stared at by every man in the room. they are less likely to be treated like a “lady.” a feminine reader is less likely to be called strong. they’re less likely to be called “bro” and have people use crass sexual language around them (obvs in the bedroom it’s different).

okay, let’s talk about sex now: here’s some tips for writing afab smut. i know most fanfic writers are afab but i’m still gonna go into it! it’s okay to write from the love interests point of view if you are at a loss or don’t have experience with afab genitals. you can write about what actions the reader takes that feels good for them. look up the most sensitive spots on afab bodies. (not gonna super into it cause this is already long and the info is easy to find). in general pleasure is the same regardless of genitals. mentioning tightness or how wet the reader gets and how good they feel are great things to include. focusing on how good the reader feels, or how good they look like they’re feeling. if you’re really feeling unsure or uncomfortable writing afab penetration, remember that everyone likes oral and everyone has a butthole. penetration is supposed to feel good! and penetration is not the be all end all or only way to have sex!

tips for writing amab smut: gonna mention the same thing here! if you’re really not sure you can try switching the POV to the love interest’s perspective! remember that penetration is supposed to feel good, both receiving and giving. writing from the person who’s being penetrated’s perspective is also a good place to start. ever written pegging fics? try writing it the same way but change any mention of “strap” to “dick.” there you go! otherwise my tips are gonna be the same as above. pleasure isn’t gendered. what in general what feels good.

tips for writing gender neutral smut: that’s right! you can, AND you can make it just as hot without mentioning reader’s genitals. writing giving oral is going to be the same regardless of who’s giving it. you can always talk about the love interest putting their head between the reader’s thighs. mentioning licking and sucking is okay because that feels good for everyone regardless of genitals. focus on how it feels instead of what is physically happening. use those adjectives friends. hand stuff? fingering and penetration are gender neutral. we all got holes. put stuff in em. write about it. hell yeah.

stuff to use instead of describing genitals: sex (as a noun), between your thighs/legs, inside/inside of you, hole (yeah i know that one isn’t the most creative but...it’s still hot). penetrating is also gender neutral. try length, you (“you feel so good inside me, i can feel all of you, etc.”) it (it’s so big, i can’t believe it’s inside me, etc,”) describing how the penetration feels or how the person penetrating feels is also good.

a strap on is a dick. if anyone in the story is using one, try having everyone in the story call it that. i know i mentioned it earlier but i want it to have it’s own bullet point. it’s a great way to build up to becoming comfortable with keeping the right pronouns for a trans character mid smut scene, or as practice for writing a fic with a trans man that hasn’t had bottom surgery.

dom and sub and top and bottom are not the same. someone can bottom AND dom. someone can top AND sub. top is who’s penetrating and bottom is who is being penetrated. a switch is someone who likes to both dom and sub. a vers is someone who tops and bottoms. SOMETIMES people use switch instead of verse. if you use or discuss a switch please say what kind of switch. top and bottom is mostly used for gay sex. if you’re writing about a heterosexual cis couple, a cis female reader domming a cis male one, she isn’t topping him. she’s only topping IF she’s using a strap on. using top and bottom when you mean dom or sub is taking and redefining terms created by and for the gay community, so please use them correctly. (my opinion. some may disagree but it seems to be a sense of frustration for many of us.)

you can dom and bottom and you can sub and top. penetration does not determine power dynamics. size and age difference do not determine power dynamics. gender and genitals do NOT determine power dynamics.

listen to your lgbtq+ and poc readers. if you write something and you want to know if it’s inclusive enough or if it portrays lgbtq+ characters just ask and be open to what we have to say. most of us won’t try to attack you, we’ll be grateful you’re trying to write something for us at all. inclusive writing may not get as many notes either, but inclusivity is not about popularity.

if you only feeling comfortable writing for your own gender, even if you’re cis? ask yourself why. is it because thats the only kind of reader you feel comfortable writing? that’s okay. is it because you’re only comfortable writing PIV smut scenes and don’t feel you know enough about other sexual dynamics to be able to portray them well? that’s okay too. but that doesn’t mean that everyone in your story has to be cis. it’s not an excuse for not writing a trans love interest. trans people are diverse. trans men are not all masculine and trans women are not all feminine. non-binary people are not all androgynous. trans men do not all have vaginas and trans women do not all have penises either.

fic writers that only write for a POC or trans reader (or both) are doing as much as they can to bring more inclusivity and diversity among writers. asking us to ‘write more inclusively’ or ‘make the reader more vague so EVERYONE can read it’ or whatever isn’t okay. those of us that write for POC and gay/trans reader are few. a lot of the time we can’t FIND fics written that include us. sooo we create them. instead of complaining, you should reblog their fics.

it’s okay to write for a reader or about a character that is a different race or skin color from you, but you can NOT fetishize them. don’t try to use aave in your fics when you’re white. don’t CHANGE the race of characters that are POC. no mention of how beautiful their skin color is because it’s different than yours. no changing black or brown characters to white. no trying to write characters as “culturally black.” NO talking about bbc or calling physical features or languages exotic. the number one example i can think of is white bnha fans changing sero’s ethnicity to hispanic so he can use spanish bc it’s their kink. do not fetishize languages or cultures or ethnicity or race. that is not inclusivity.

you can write whatever you want, but please tag it and label it correctly. writing is supposed to be fun so do it because you want to. it’s okay to only write for yourself. i’m not trying to tell you you HAVE to write in a way that includes everyone all the time. but please tag your shit right. when you tag shit as afab/no pronouns and then use “baby girl” or promote it as gender neutral amab reader and then make them super fem you’re gonna give people dysphoria. when your fics always describe the reader as white or cis or amab/afab or fem/masc or whatever, label it.

if you like inclusivity and wished you saw more of it, you have to participate. write and reblog inclusive fics. reblog fics from lgbtq+ writers. reblog from POC writers. even if the fic isn’t written for or about you. read fics even tho they’re not. read gender neutral fics. you don’t have to read fics that are about things you don’t like, but read x reader fanfics even when you can’t self insert into them. if you want more diversity or inclusivity, if you think it’s important, YOU have to try to make that happen. instead of reblogging posts about how you support it, do something to show your support.

#smut #smut fanfic #bnha smut #x reader #self insert #writing tips and advice #minors dni obviously #afab reader #god idk what other tags to add #i just want people to read this i spent a lot of time on it #lemon #lmfao if peephole still using that one

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patience is a virtue

summary: college!au. all aged up. eren and reader continue with their sexual escapades. find part one here! warnings: 18+ minors dni. dirty text messages, dirty talk. dom!eren and bratty reader (i suppose?). throat fucking and semi-public sex. (no p in v tho) word count: around 3.5k A/N: i have a love/hate relationship with this eren ahaha, he's been ruling my brainrot ever since the last part so i hope you enjoy! there will be a part three eventually, so be on the lookout for that! enjoy your read and feedback is greatly appreciated! xx

you awake to your phone vibrating somewhere next to you. the hope of it only being a one-time occurrence quickly proven to be false as it just wouldn't stop. brr-brr. a second of silence. brr-brr. pause. brr-brr.

taking a mental note to never go to sleep again without turning off your phone, you roll over to your other side and try to ignore it. you could simply answer the texts, but that meant you'd have to open your eyes. and that whoever was texting you would win this weird battle you've just come up with in your head.

"if you don't pick up your goddamn phone, i'll smack you over the head with it," sasha groans from the other side of your shared dorm, words coming slurry with her tiredness.

brr-brr.

"i could also stick it up your ass, your decision," a pillow comes flying to your head, serving as enough of a warning for you to sit up in your bed, rubbing the sleep from your eyes.

"quit moaning, i'll turn it off now," you yawn, feeling around your bed for your phone, "you never hear me complaining about the shit you do in the middle of the night."

"that's because my shit is funny and not fucking annoying," she scoffs, followed by a muted thump as she is sinking back down into her pillows. sasha's way of ending the conversation.

you find your phone half-tucked underneath your pillow, the display already lighting up again. someone is desperate for attention, you think to yourself and unlock your phone with an annoyed sigh. the messages were coming from an unknown number.

thinking about your wet pussy. this is eren, btw. historia gave me your number. i told her you wouldn't mind you don't mind, do you?

in a matter of seconds, your heart is beating in your throat once more, just like this afternoon in that godforsaken computer lab. ears growing hot at his words, you could almost imagine the sound of him laughing at you again. with trembling fingers, you scroll down further.

anyway, let's do it again sometime i told you. i'll never let you forget about how you moaned my name i'm also not forgetting about how badly i want to fuck that pretty mouth of yours, so it's a win-win see ya, then

staring down at your phone, you don't know if you should answer him. and even if you would answer his texts, what the hell should you say? "fucking bastard," the words escaping your mouth before even realizing that you'd better keep quiet. the only thing that could make this situation any worse was if sasha were to wake up again.

scratch that, you think as you see eren's new messages.

how badly do you want to suck my cock? you looked really hot today, covered in my cum what, you're shy again?

there are two ways this could go: either you stand up, put on some clothes, and then go to eren's dorm to let hell rain upon him - or simply mute your phone and ignore him. deciding to go with the latter, you lie back down and save his number as "fuckhead", a small grin forming on your face. if he wants to be childish, then you can be, too.

the display still lighting up at a steady pace, you have to fight the urge to open his other messages. to physically prevent yourself from grabbing your phone again, you put your hands between your thighs and sigh. what the hell have i gotten myself into?

"so, who am i gonna have to teach some manners today?", sasha asks in the morning, "because there are only two valid reasons for sending that many texts in the middle of the night," she sits up in her bed and bends over to reach for her phone, "either someone's dead or there's a food sale."

cringing at the thought of having to read the countless other messages eren has sent throughout the night, you try to laugh at her comment, "of course, when there's food involved, you're all for it."

"girl's gotta eat," she claims, thankfully being too distracted by something on her phone to notice your strange behavior, "i'm gonna be back later than usual today, connie wants me to be his wingman again."

starting to go off on a tangent about how connie should just get a dating app already, sasha's words become more of background noise to you. you want to know what he wrote. what he has in store for you. at the same time, you curse yourself out. you're turning into a headless chicken and all of it because of eren fucking yeager?

you nod here and there, offering her a "yes" at what you believe to be fitting moments, desperately hoping she doesn't catch up on your restlessness. all the while the two of you are getting ready for the day. this goes on for a few more minutes and you have no clue what she's talking about now, so you decide to grab your phone and stand up.

"i'm gonna go for a run around campus, you want coffee?" you blurt out, interrupting her monologue. the device in your hand feels as if it's burning through your skin. slipping into your trainers, you're already halfway out the room, her perplexed "uh- yes, please," being muffled by the door closing behind you.

it's still warm outside - not as hot as yesterday, but warm enough for you to be glad to have forgotten your cardigan earlier. you let out a deep breath, trying to clear your mind. even though you told sasha you'd be out for a run, you walk at a slow pace.

some people are already wandering around campus, most of them on their way to a lecture. at this time in the morning, everyone has their heads full with their own worries so no one notices you slowly making your way off-campus.

arriving at a little park surrounded by trees, you sit down on the bench farest off. you notice your heart fluttering like the wings of a hummingbird when pulling the phone out of your back pocket. fuck him, you think once again while typing in your code. fuck him for making me feel this way.

12 unread messages.

didn't seem all too shy when i had my hand wrapped around your throat no need to play hard to get when i already had you if that makes sense? haven't fucked you yet doesn't mean i won't get to fuck you

all you want is to feel appalled by these messages. to screenshot them and send them to the dean. maybe even to his mother. sickened with yourself though, you already feel the familiar warmth creeping up your body, curling up in your abdomen.

i know you want it, too how fucking needy you were for me getting yourself off in public to the thought of me maybe you can tell me what exactly you were thinking of? gonna make sure to let your dreams come true, princess

pet names? you clench your fist at the thought of eren leaning over you, breathing the word princess into your ear. you have an inkling that he'd say it mockingly; spitting it out whilst gathering your hair in a ponytail, arching your back forcefully, and slamming his length into you without mercy.

no. you hate pet names. at least, you've always hated them.

i'm gonna find out if you're ignoring me right now remember, you're not the best actress. fucking suck at it, actually wouldn't want to be punished now, would we?

his last message echoed in your head. still coming to terms with the fact of what happened yesterday, now you have to deal with a whole new revelation: eren yeager being a cocky motherfucker pushing all the right buttons for you. even though you want to blast his ass for this, the mere thought of him being near you again is too sweet of an imagination.

you want to play this game, too. for whatever reason keep on riding this high, and you just know that no one could do it quite as well as eren can. somehow you can only imagine taking him on this ride with you, no one else.

so, in that manner you decide to ignore his messages. if he's desperate enough to keep on sending them in the middle of the night, you're sure it won't be long until he sends another text. and it would give him enough reason to try and punish you, whatever that might entail – you're excited to find out. fucking nervous, too. but then again, who wouldn't be?

you stand up and put your phone in your back pocket, a sense of excitement surrounding your steps as you turn left to make your way to the nearest coffee shop.

"something tells me you're ignoring me," of course, the moment eren's voice comes up behind you, you fucking flinch like a little bird that's been scared away, "mostly because i've seen you reading the messages, but what do i know?"

you turn to see him clutching his heart dramatically, "don't play with my feelings like this," he swoons, bringing one hand to his forehead. he's laughing again, all white teeth and bright smiles – you realize this is the kind of eren you rarely get to see. not the cocky bastard he normally portrays; right now, he seems to be a happy-go-lucky kind of guy, just enjoying himself. still, you want to show him that you can play just as well as he can.

crossing your arms in front of your chest, you slightly raise a brow, trying your hardest to not look as nervous as you feel. it's a lost cause though because you can already feel the tips of your ears glowing with heat again. can't things go my way for once? just once? you think and chew the inside of your cheek. you felt so sure of yourself just moments ago. how the hell can he have this sort of effect on you?

suddenly, his whole demeanor changes. before, he seemed laid-back, entertained by the game he played with you. now he leans forward, hands in the pockets of his jacket and an almost cruel smile forming on his lips, "don't try to challenge me in this. you'll lose."

you know that you should feel frightened. terrified, even. he's looking like a lion preparing to jump the antelope, a sense of alarming calmness around him that's causing the small hairs on your neck to stand up. but alas, the way he's looking at you seems to have the same effect on you his scent has.

"i told you not to ignore me," eren says and takes a few steps closer to you, "yet here you are, doing it again." the chuckle leaving his lips a stark contrast to his stern gaze, still trained on you. somehow, you feel awfully small again - still not frightened, though. you stare right back at him, tilting your head slightly as if you wanted to say "so what?"

"are you seriously that desperate to be punished?"

better now than never, you think and once again place a courtly smile on your lips, "seems like it."

for a split second, you see eren's smug look turn into a genuine smile. realizing that you're up for his game, he lets out a smooth whistle, "you do surprise me."

"if you wouldn't always be so full of yourself, i'm sure you'd have recognized this sooner," you can feel the confidence growing in yourself again. clinging on to it, you take a step toward him, "i'm full of surprises."

"oh, yeah? i bet you are," from the corner of your eye, you can see him lifting his hand. before thinking twice about it, you bat it away, "i'm not one for public displays of affection."

oh, it is on– eren's smirk turns into a full-fledged grin as he takes a grip of your wrist, "you sure about that?" lifting your hand to his face, for a short moment you think he's going to suck on your fingers again. but all he does is place a faint kiss on the back of your hand, "didn't seem like it yesterday."

"you weren't supposed to see."

"but i'm so glad i did," he leans forward, the two of you standing so close you can feel his breath on your face, "or else we wouldn't have this kind of fun right now."

still having a hold of your hand, he lifts his other to your jaw, gently tracing his thumb across your lower lip, "you looked so pretty in your skirt yesterday."

taking a leap of faith, you grab his hand, holding it in place and letting your tongue run across the tip of his thumb before biting down playfully. there's a hiss and then eren pulls away and grabs your arm, "come with me."

finally, you think and let him guide you to wherever he wants, let's have some fun, then.

on your way out of the park, you pass jean and marco. even though they stand to greet eren, he just raises his hand whilst not breaking his pace, "gotta go, have an assignment to work on."

"never seen you that determined, but go off," jean laughs.

before you know it, you're inside one of the countless maintenance sheds. pushing you against the wall, eren's movements seem to become more and more erratic by the second. pinning your arms over your head, he's looking down at you, breathing heavily. "you have no idea what you just got yourself into," licking his lips, he chuckles.

"oh, but i think i actually do," you smile innocently, fucking glad to have found your normal self again. admittedly, eren threw you off your game since yesterday – but it's just going to play into your hands now. he won't see it coming until it's hitting him straight in the face; that you're just as messed up as he seems to be.

"then prove it," he breathes against your ear, "tell me how badly you want it."

the stuffy air inside the dimly lit shed doesn't help with keeping eren's scent away from you. being so close to him, looking up into his shadowed face and right into his dilated eyes; you're like putty in his hands. you try to move forward, to touch him in some way because you just know that he'll feel so good under your skin.

"now now, princess," he moves even closer, wedging you between himself and the wall, "how about we learn some patience, first?"

you nod, but then grind up against his thigh, hissing through your teeth, "i worry i'll be a real handful." you know you could very well move your hands, too – eren seems to still be testing the waters as to how far he can go with you. but with him actually letting you grind on him; you decide to play into his hands.

your breaths grow quicker as you keep on, pace becoming erratic. all you want is to get rid of your track pants – come to think of it, what you actually want is eren under you whilst you continuously bounce on his cock. you want to hear him call you princess and immediately after call you his little whore because that's exactly what you are.

eren has a little smile on his lips and you know you should ask yourself why – because you're doing exactly what he has forbidden you to do – but you're too far gone. the heat growing, you feel your knees buckle but he's holding you up; one hand now resting on your waist for support. you're so close –

and then he pulls away from you, nearly causing you to topple over. chest heaving, you place your hands on your knees for balance, "what the fuck was – "

"patience is a virtue," interrupting you with a laugh, but his voice heavy with lust, "thought i might give you a lesson you're ought to remember."

you look up to see eren palming his erection through his pants, standing about an arm's length away from you, "but i have to admit, hearing you getting yourself off is fucking hot."

biting your teeth together, you straighten up and take a step toward him – only for him to click his tongue in disapproval, "you're gonna stay right there," tugging at his pants he raises his eyebrow, "i told you what i want, get on your knees for me."

"the fuck i will," you spit out and make a move again, grasping for his waistband. but eren is quick to take a hold of your hand and pushes you back to the wall, "come on, now, princess," he chuckles but his eyes are concentrated at you, "you want this, don't you?". he's asking for permission, the thought feeling very comforting to you. and also, very excited for what's about to come.

"of course, i do," you answer him earnestly, resting the back of your head against the wall, "or else i wouldn't be here."

"fantastic," he breathes, a little smile playing in the corners of his mouth, "then get down on your knees," placing his hands on your shoulders, weighing you down, "i won't ask again."

the change of tone in his voice has you nodding, slowly sinking onto your knees, you're bursting in anticipation. one hand finally pulling down his pants, he runs his other through your hair, then down your jaw until it comes to rest on your chin.

thumbing at your lower lip, he groans "do i have to be careful?"

you just shake your head no. then you break away from his gaze, fixing your eyes on the bobbing cock in front of you. it's tip leaking with precum already, you remember how badly you wanted to lick it away yesterday.

taking his cock at its base, you bend forward and slide your tongue around its head. the salty taste sending shudders down your spine, you make sure to lift your eyes again once you prepare to take it all down your throat. your other hand snakes up to his balls, slightly tugging them which earns you a moan from eren, and fuck, you're so wet at the sound alone, you let go of his cock and slide one hand down to your own center.

he gathers your hair in one hand, taking the base of his throbbing cock in the other, "bet this is what you thought of yesterday," he slowly but surely pulls your head in closer, "of how i fuck the words right out of you."

bucking your hips into your own hand, you can do nothing but whimper at his words. because yes, this is exactly what you imagined. he's only halfway in and you're already struggling to breathe, but not wanting him to stop you hold your breath and push down even further; trying desperately not to moan.

the tears in your eyes causing your vision to be blurry, you attempt to blink them away.

"shit – ", he's pumping into you now, rubbing the tears from your cheeks and then placing both his hands on your head, "you're doing so well – "

getting lost in his words, the fear of being caught is so far away; you finally moan around his cock. saliva soaking the hem of his shirt, you can't seem to take his whole length, no matter how hard you try. you're a fucking mess under him and the thought alone is nearly sending you over the edge.

he's trying to pull away now and you know he's close, so you snake your hand around his hip, hoping this is enough of a sign to him that if he dared to cum anywhere else than down your throat, you'd bite him.

"you really – " his voice is hoarse, "fuck – this is fucking perfect," he moans as he comes to the realization. leaning his arm against the wall behind you, he's fucking himself into your mouth, his panting and the sound of your choking filling the room.

you close your eyes to blink the tears away again, but eren pulls on your hair, "no – look at me."

with this the knot in your belly explodes, leaving you holding on to eren's hip as you ride the waves of electricity that are running through your body like lava.

"such a good little whore – " he's gone as well, holding your head in place as he's pumping his load down your throat, leaving you no other option than to swallow – which you eagerly do. you feel his legs shaking under your hands.

once again, eren hands you his shirt to clean your face. this time, you take it with a smile, noting that, "i still have your other one."

"don't worry, i'll come get it sometime when sasha's away," the two of you know exactly what this means – neither of you are planning on this to be over anytime soon.

"i'll let you know, then," you nod and stand up, hoping you don't look as well-fucked as you feel, and make your way to the door, "she's gone most of the time."

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Minor aspects

While the nature of the major aspects in astrology is quite straightforward and has been covered more than sufficiently, there’s still a lot of fog surrounding the nature of the minor ones. There are a lot of minor aspects that can be taken into consideration when interpreting a chart… however, since they are labeled minor they won’t be as obvious and much more difficult to spot in one’s own life. Note that this doesn't mean that they aren't impactful. There’s a lot of speculation and vague terms used when describing them. It seems that every minor aspect is said to have a “spiritual/creative dimension” as if that is supposed to clear up any of the mystery surrounding them. Perhaps, on one level, we don’t want to pin them down too much because certainty is the enemy of exploration. Or perhaps it’s the case that the aspects themselves don’t want to be pinned down? There’s an appeal in keeping certain things mysterious in our lives, to avoid defining and putting rigid labels on phenomena. It makes life alive and beautiful. Many people dismiss astrology is because they are afraid that they’re going to be reduced to a set of characteristics and have their personality mapped up to the point of being able to predict and foresee patterns of behavior and fated themes. The fear of knowledge is not irrational; it is probably healthy to an extent. Knowing too much can be dangerous and rob life of its magic. “Curiosity killed the cat”, as the saying goes. However, this is not the whole truth because curiosity also leads to expansion and better understanding, so let’s not be afraid to concretize these aspects, it's not the same as "killing" their potential. Life is never completely in our hands anyway, there's no risk of knowing it all.

Quintile (72°)/Bi-quintile (144°)

These aspects are said to have something to do with individual style and quality of creative work. It is suggested that these aspects say something about a mental-creative process of imposing one’s mind on a particular subject. It is also linked to talent and gifts the individual would possess that have not been actively learned. Basically, it seems to be indicative of the particular way a person would approach a subject. For example, the quintile would not describe the activity itself - the activity could be painting, knitting, running, cleaning or whatever – the quintile/bi-quintile would point to the way the person approaches the activity.

For example, Ted Bundy (whose chart I’ve explored a bit here), has Neptune bi-quintile the MC. Neptune, being the planet of illusion hints to Bundy’s quality of being a chameleon, deceiving the public as part of his personal style.

Prince Harry, (whose chart I’ve touched upon before), has his Moon bi-quintile Neptune. The Moon can be indicative of the mother figure, and his mother Princess Diana certainly had an elusive style and charm that was a bit deceptive and seductive. Of course, he would have the same thing going in his own life but it would perhaps be difficult for us to spot. He also has Moon quintile Venus and he definitely has a style/quality of emotional-physical comfort. He has Pluto quintile the AC, which would point to a style of showing up in the world that is powerful and intense. He has a tendency to come off as destructive and chaotic at times. There’s also a quintile aspect forming between Mercury in the 8th house and the MC which would hint to a public image that is colored by the “taboo” things he has said about his family in the recent present, but also in the past. He’s a public image that is aligning with the style of the playful amoral trickster.

As I’m going with charts I’ve already explored, let’s look at the quintiles in Meghan Markle’s chart. Her Venus is quintile Uranus and it perfectly describes her style of “wokeism”, that is, appearing to be objective and intelligent about feelings and affective values. She has a style of being “the loving humanitarian”. Whether she is this way in an actual sense is debatable. The quintile aspect is describing the quality and style not the actuality. But, it is disturbingly close to reality that it somehow becomes reality. It’s like the actor who adopts another energy signature in order to portray a different person. It doesn’t really matter if a person is rotten at the core - if he has a loving way of being, what difference does it make? The style is real enough to not reflect and give the impression of love.

Semi-square (45°) / Sesquiquadrate (135°)

These aspects are said to precipitate events. The nature of these two aspects is more immediate than the square aspect (which causes tension and doubt and needs constant navigation). The conflict represented is usually unconscious and is therefore not easy to identify. However, as these conflicts tend to manifest quite abruptly, we can take a look at the concrete problems the person faces. The planets connected by a semi-square/sesquiquadrate aspect will be in conflict but force some kind of release (that may result in an accident because of it’s autonomous/unconscious function).

I have Saturn sesquiquadrate my Moon. Since I tend to unconsciously block my emotional responses, the pressure builds and I am “forced” to get out of a situation, “forced to listen to my emotions”. I have encountered the theory that the sesquiquadrate in particular is manifesting as something that is looked down upon societally. This would make sense considering the aspect forces a breakout of one of the planets and nothing that is immediate and abrupt is ever favorably looked upon when it comes to social-societal structure and predictability. I have been meaning to take on commitments that would further my status in society in terms of formal education (Saturn in the 9th conjunct the MC) but I have not been able to do it without considerable decline in my emotional well-being. So, I have been “thrown out” by unconscious forces every time I’ve tried.

My sister has her Venus sesquiquadrate Saturn. She’s known for her deliberate and strategic way of dressing. She plans her outfits carefully, there’s nothing haphazard about the way she presents herself. However, she has Lilith conjunct Venus so she can push the limits and simply do what she pleases sometimes as well when the pressure of Saturn becomes too much. But, this often causes external judgment. A relative of mine has her Sun semi-square Venus. I can tell that she’s highly aware of her appearance. She is very pretty but there’s always something that is a bit off between what she wears and her self-expression. It’s like it doesn’t quite fit and it’s irritating.

To get back to the celebrities, Meghan Markle has Neptune sesquiquadrate Mercury. Is it possible that this forces distortion and vagueness in opinion and communication? It would certainly fit the bill. She also has Uranus sesquiquadrate Mars. She simply has to “break out of her confining situations”, cut people out of her life and move on in her own way. Uranus is also sesquiquadrate her MC, which seems to point to her unconscious pull to “do what she wants to do” at the detriment of her public image and reputation. Notably, Uranus sits in her 5th house of personal enjoyment and creation.

Prince Harry has a semi-square between Mars and Pluto. When he is angry it blossoms into rage and he can’t see straight. It has gotten him into quite a lot of trouble and societal-social disapproval. It seems that this is a common theme with the sesquiquadrate and semi-square. He also has his Moon sesquiquadrate Jupiter. Isn’t it the case that he tends to indulge in a way that makes him look bad in society?

Quincunx (150°)

This aspect is typically found between planets incompatible by element and mode. Basically, they have nothing in common and have a hard time cooperating, which will cause minor stress in the individual because of necessity to work around the incompatibilities. The planets are not in direct conflict but they are uncomfortable with each other.

For example, I have my Moon quincunx Mercury. Every time I sit down to write I’m mildly disturbed by little things like an aching back, a headache, restless legs or whatever. It’s not very comfortable for me but I can still keep with it, however it might take a toll on me health wise. The quincunx has been related to health issues because of the mild stress that it causes. It is manageable and one is usually able to cope with the stress, but it’s not very pleasant. Because it is not as demanding as more disturbing conflicts in one’s life, it’s in the background causing irritation.

Meghan Markle’s Venus makes a quincunx aspect to her MC. This suggests that she has a hard time reflecting her value on a public level, it’s as if how she’s perceived publicly disturbs her sense of ease and comfort. She has an Aries MC with a Virgo Venus and she’s continuously depicted as a bully these days, as some kind a selfish and aggressive bitch (the more negative attributes of Aries). This must be undermining her self-worth immensely, however, it’s perhaps too minor of a problem to do anything about. It is still there nonetheless, harping on in the background, breaking her down and causing slow disintegration…

Semi-sextile (30°)

Planets forming semi-sextile aspects are said to be able to aid each other, to have a better connection than if they had no link at all. Usually one planet is in the sign that comes before the sign of the other; in other words, a semi-sextile might be forming between Mars in Aries and Venus in Taurus. The semi-sextile usually connects consecutive sign like this, but planets could be in semi-sextile in the same sign, like Mars in 0° Taurus semi-sextile Venus in 30° Taurus. In any case, the planet placed at an earlier degree or in the earlier sign can draw on qualities of the planet in the later degree or the later sign and vice versa. For example, Prince Harry’s Venus in Libra is semi-sextile his MC. He can draw on his sense of harmony a diplomacy to benefit his public image. His Mars in Sagittarius is also semi-sextile his MC, which makes it so that he can draw from his Martial qualities of energy and action to influence his career and success.

Parallel/Contra-parallel

These are called aspects in declination because they are measured by latitude and not by longitude. This essentially means that two planetary bodies can aspect each other in a certain way measuring the distance between them north-south of the celestial equator. Two planets at the same degree north and south of the equator form a parallel aspect and can be interpreted the same as a conjunction (some say that it's more obscure like a quincunx/semi-square). Two planets opposite each other north and south form a contra-parallel aspect and can be interpreted as an opposition (some say that it's basically the same as the parallel though).

I have found, looking at my own chart that these aspects only confirms already existing aspects measured by longitude or it confirms the sign that a specific angle is in. For example, my MC is in Aries and it is also parallel Mars. Mars is the ruler of Aries so it emphasizes my already martial MC. My Sun is conjunct Saturn and it’s also parallel Saturn. My sister has a Scorpio MC and it’s also parallel Pluto, the natural ruler of Scorpio. For example, my sister has a wide Moon-Mars conjunction (6°) but they are also in contra-parallel. How is this supposed to be interpreted? I would simply see it as Moon-Mars is connected strongly despite the orb being a little wide with the conjunction.

However, it’s not always the case that parallel and contra-parallel aspects only confirms already existing influences. They can also add themes and connections. My sister doesn’t have any longitude aspects between Saturn and Uranus but they are contra-parallel to each other.

Septile (51.43° - a 1/7 of the 360°)

It is said to indicate a hidden flow of energy between the planets involved, an inner sensitivity to the spiritual dimension of the planets. Another description I have come across is that the planets “darkly interact” and there’s an occult theme surrounding the connection.

I have Venus septile Jupiter in my own chart. Going by the said method of interpretation, it would mean that I have sensitivity to the hidden wealth and underlying beauty and abundance in life. I think it is quite accurate.

Novile (40° - 1/9 of the 360°)

Is said to be describing a contact of perfection/idealization. It also seems to have something to do with spiritual awakening and growth, lack of fear and freedom.

Having Sun novile Saturn for example could be interpreted as a feeling of communion with the world and life itself through responsibility and the control one can exercise through self-expression.

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There are of course other minor aspects to explore, but I'll stop here for now.

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