#poro answers

[justporo]

This Astarion hc has been a constant brain worm for me for DAYS: F!Tav always wears her hair down, but one day he comes back from hunting to find her wearing it up. I honestly just love the thought of the joke of how scandalized he would be knowing that everyone can so clearly see her neck as if she's walking around naked, but when confronted about it, all she can do is laugh at how damn adorable he is <3

Oh, this is a sweet little idea, I like it!

"Excuse me, darling, but what do you think you're doing?"

You shrieked a little and lifted your head up from your book. You were sitting comfortably in the little window alcove with a little lantern and a cup of tea.

Nothing had given away the arrival of your beloved vampire who had been out of the city to go hunting for a good, fresh meal. Something he occasionally allowed himself to indulge him. It just unfortunately meant he was away for quite a while to get far enough from the city to not raise any suspicion.

You were both still pretty much in that phase of your relationship where even a couple of minutes away from each other meant a loving (overly cheesy) and yearning (overly dramatic) reunion. Which was why you were, at second thought, surprised why he had greeted you like that.

A few slow blinks were exchanged between you and Astarion while you tried to wrap your head around what he could possibly mean and he stood in the doorframe of your living room with his arms crossed over his chest, an inquisitive critical look on his face.

"What?" you simply asked after the silence stretching out between you and your brain still falling short of providing an explanation - not that had never happened before with your whimsical partner.

Astarion let his head fall back and stretched out his arms helplessly while moaning dramatically.

"Your hair, love! Dear Gods, what will the people think!"

He rushed towards you while your face became the paradigm of utter confusion. What did he mean, hair? There was nothing different about your - oh!

Something in your mind had connected successfully. Meanwhile Astarion had reached you and sat down beside you while slightly shaking his head. You could smell the forest on him.

"Wait do you mean because I put it up? I just figured because it's long enough again, I..."

"Aren't you afraid that our neighbours will gossip if they see you walking around like this, my heart?" Astarion asked eyeing you all sceptically.

"But wh-"

"I thought I had exclusive rights to seeing your delicate neck all bared like that," Astarion continued with more head shaking.

You stared at him for a long second, noticing the corner of his mouth twitching suspiciously. Then you burst into laughter.

"But you already have exclusive rights to my neck, love," you replied, rubbing a tear from the corner of your eye as you had calmed down a little.

Astarion was smiling now - mischievously. His eyebrow twitched, his eyes sparked at you. And then he grabbed you and pulled you close, covering up your naked neck with his hands.

You gasped and your lips parted as your pulse immediately jumped into a gallop under the touch of his cool, smooth palms.

"Maybe, my dear, but I can't just let other people see you like this. Looking like a snack!" as he pulled you even closer and he his face was directly above yours.

This man, there was always hunger within him.

He leaned in until his lips almost touched your open ones quivering in anticipation. But then he quickly shifted, opened up his hands and softly let his teeth graze over your neck - right where your pulse was thundering.

"Maybe I still have room for some dessert."

#astarion #baldur's gate 3 #astarion ancunin #fanfiction #bg3 spoilers #astarion x tav #baldur's gate iii #baldurs gate #astarion x mc #astarion x oc #astarion x reader #astarion x you #bg3 #poro answers #poro drabbles

[movedtoferinehuntress]

Poros are definitely going to snuggle the kitty friends! Poros love new friends! And snuggles! Happy poros.

"You like Freya?" Caitlyn asked, as the black tiger-like feline tilted her head at the Poro. Freya thought it looked something she could pounce, so she started to playfully growl and lowered down, her rear end starting to shake from side to side and her tails shifting a little. "Freya, do not scare the po--" Before she could say a word, the feline pounced after the Poro, a mix of a mew and chuff roar as she went after it.

At that point, Caitlyn facepalm a little and did a little chuckle.

A cat would be a cat, no matter what species they were.

#snugglyporos #[muse] caitlyn — interactions. #[muse] caitlyn — answers. #[default verse] — welcome to piltover. #this is so cute omg #I love all these poro ask you give me <3

[mavenofthestrings]

Is poro! Is snuggly! Is adorable ram creature! Is soft and warm and filled with love! Hears the sounds! Are curious sounds! Poros do not know what music is, but know sounds that are good! Curious poro chitters! Gives the snuggles! Friend? Friend of poro?

Just what exactly is this rotund , fluffy creature?

𝄞. ✦✧✦✧✦ Sona knew she had no reason to fear such a small creature , especially one as adorable as a poro , she believed they were called . Lestara had once told her about them , but it was the first time she had ever seen one herself . She reached a hand out , tentatively though as the other rested just above the strings of her etwahl , holding her breath as she patted its head ; soon running her fingers through the fluff of fur atop it ' s head.

' Soft... '

Pulling back , she quickly , wordlessly , shuffled the instrument out of her lap to rest beside her on the grass before crossing her legs once more . A growing smile tugged up the corners of her lips , fully upturned in a beaming smile as her gaze fell back on the poro.

' Well hello little one , ' she communed directly , the voice filling the poro ' s head mellifluous . Sweet , honeyed words with a gentle disposition , befitting of the kind - looking songstress . Patting her lap , she asked, ' Would you like to sit with me ? "

#𝄆 𝅘𝅥𝅯 𝒜𝓈𝓀 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓇𝑒𝒸𝑒𝒾𝓋𝑒 ( ANSWERED ASK ) #𝄆 𝅘𝅥𝅯 𝒞𝓊𝓇𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃'𝓈 𝓊𝓅. ℐ'𝓂 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝓎. ( IC ) #omg hello little poro!!! #snugglyporos

[pitgritted]

Sett is going to get a message from his mother; apparently she is buried in poros, and it's very snuggly. She definitely approves of her son, the poro herder.

Poros will definitely not say anything else if they get snax...

          “ keep 'yer mouths shut tight &. 'y got 'yerself a catch . just don't go runnin' 'yer mouth to momma about what i really do , 𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐇 ? ” not that these poros really can ... talk verbally . 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗋𝗒 . especially if they know how to 𝐍𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄 ... adorable bastards . sett would thread fingers beneath the lapel of his fur coat , snagging a bag of dried ionian biscuits &. filberts , promptly getting down on a knee to properly reach the poro . he grazes his fingers over the ram's head &. gives the bag to them . “ pleasure doin' business wit' 'ya . ”

𓆰 UNPROMPTED .

#snugglyporos #𓆰ㅤ ㅤ〝 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝘀𝘀? 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘀. 〞 — 𝙸𝙽𝙱𝙾𝚇 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂 : MESSAGE TO THE BOSS. #𓆰 ㅤ ㅤ〝 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝘀𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲. 𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲… 〞 — 𝙸𝙽 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 : SETT THE BOSS. #answered. #sett ic. #sett disguising himself as a poro herder IS THE CUTTEST THOUGHT EVER TY!!

[ferinehuntressmoved]

poros gasp! Fluffy tails! Fluffy like poros! Poros snuggle the fluffy tails! Happy poros!

did these little things realize she could eat them for a snack? Poro meat tasted wonderful, nice and juicy with just the right flavor. Though the fur was a pain when it stuck between the teeth. However, she had fed well and had no reason to feed for now. She leaned against the ground, her tails creating a plush soft bedding as she grinned. "Don't get too comfy, now. I can't stay here all night," Ahri said, as she reached over and scratched one of the poros under the neck.

#snugglyporos #— ahri answers. #— ahri interactions. #— ahri default verse. #I'm so sorry #Ahri likes poro meat XD

[sheavoid]

Confused poro chitters. Why is biting poro? Is only going to get a mouthful of fluff.

@snugglyporos

*snore* mimimimimi *snore* mmm peaches *snore* mimimimimimi

#[ answered :: your calls have been heard ] #ask #snugglyporos #[ crack :: be kind to the cockroach ] #KAI'SA! WAKE UP! THE PORO IS NOT A PEACH! KAI'SA!

[piltover-sharpshooter]

// *kicks the door with her poro paw, holding a love gun towards the chaotick monking* LISSEN HERE YOU WONDERFUL WRITER & TALENTED CREATOR ♥... You are the BEST portrayal of Caitlyn I had read, & i'm not saying this in a biased manner, I'm saying this because it is true. You give her so much of a personality and depth, she can be both serious & work/law-driven, but also perfectly funny and enjoyable & easy going. She has both her fears & past details to overcome, along with so many little pieces of info you had added that give her a lot of marvelous human-feeling. Your portrayal feels complete, feels tangible & not unilateral view... & I ADORE that on a muse / character, because it feels so interesting & no matter for how long I had read them, makes me want to know more and more and more of it ♥ You do an absolutely amazing work writing this muse, in any possible format & way. Besides, your mind to create scenarios? PFFFF ♥ GODLIKE ♥ ♥ ♥ ... i admire you so much in that sense, how creative & quick to get an idea you can be, besides always maintaining a new twist that makes things highly enjoyable. Trust me, you are great, & your Caitlyn deserves to be the real canon one ♥ uwu

「   ASK MEME :   HOW’S MY PORTRAYAL? 

#occ #long post #I'm not putting anything in answer aside from the gif #cause it's too long already asjkdhksajdh #but thank you so much mah poro friend #this heals my soul

[yunalai]

👌😎

SIMPLE SHIPPING MEME!!

Send 😎 if you would like to explore a FAMILIAL relationship between our muses!

Send 👌 if you would like to explore a PLATONIC relationship between our muses!

— Please Braum, Qiyana desperately needs a good paternal figure in her life.

#freljheart #(( papa braum and his army of poros )) #(( he'd call her little empress i know he would )) #⍙ — [ answered ]

[jeannereames]

Shows or movies based on historic figures and events are hard to pull off if the goals are to be both entertaining and somewhat true to history. If we accept that some inaccuracies can't be avoided in order to appeal to audiences what would you consider cornerstones and pillars about Alexander and his history that can't/shouldn't be touched in order to paint a somewhat realistic picture in media based on him and his life?

I saved this to answer around the time of the Netflix release. For me, there are four crucial areas, so I’ll break it down that way. Also. I recognize that the LENGTH of a production has somewhat to do with what can be covered.

But, first of all…what story is one telling? The story arc determines where the focus lies. Even documentaries have a story. It’s what provides coherence. Is it a political tale? A military one? Or personal? Also, what interpretation to take, not only for Alexander but those around him. Alexander is hugely controversial. It’s impossible to make everyone happy. So don't try. Pick an audience; aim for that audience.

MILITARY:

Alexander had preternatural tactical skills. His strategy wasn’t as good, however, especially when younger. Tactics can be a genius gift (seeing patterns), but strategy requires experience and knowledge of the opposition. The further into his campaign, the more experience he gained, but the cultures became increasingly unfamiliar. He had ups and downs. He was able to get out of Baktria finally by marrying Roxana. That was strategy, not tactics. He beat Poros, then made a friend of him; that’s strategy. Yet he failed to understand the depth of the commitment to freedom among the autonomous tribes south along the Indus, which resulted in a bloody trek south. And his earlier decision to burn Persepolis meant he’d never fully reconcile the Persian elite.

So, it’s super important to emphasize his crazy-mad tactical gifts in all forms of combat, from pitched battles to skirmishes to sieges. Nobody in history ever equaled him except maybe Subatai, Genghis Khan’s leading general. In the end, I think that’s a lot of Alexander’s eternal fascination. He fought somewhere north of 250 battles, and lost none (where he was physically present).

But HOW to show that? What battles to put on screen? Oliver Stone combined three into one + Hydaspes because he had only 2-3.5 hours (depending on which cut you watch). The Netflix series is going to show all four of the major pitched battles…or at least all 3 for the 6-episode first part. They had circa 4.5 hours to play with, but they cut out other things, like Tyre.

Another issue, from the filming/storytelling point-of-view is how to distinguish Issos from Gaugamela for the casual viewer. They’re virtually identical in tactics (and players on the field). So it made a fair bit of sense to me for Stone to conflate them. In a documentary, it’s more important to separate them, largely to discuss the fall-out.

Some v. important clashes weren’t the Big Four. Among these, the sieges of Halikarnassos and Tyre are probably the most impressive. But the Aornos Rock in India was another amazing piece. I’d also include the bridging of the Indus River to illustrate the astonishing engineering employed. Again, if I had to pick between Halikarnassos and Tyre, I’d pick Tyre. I was a bit baffled by Netflix’s decision to show Halikarnassos instead, but I think it owed to an early error in the scripts, where they had Memnon die there. I corrected that, but they’d already mapped out the beats of the episodes, so they just kept Halikarnassos. That’s fine; it was a major operation, just not his most famous siege.

Last, I really wish somebody, someday, will do something with his Balkan campaigns. What he did in Thrace and Illyria, at just 21, showed his iron backbone and quick thinking. It’d make a great “and the military genius is born” set-up, drama wise. But you could use the Sogdian Rock to show the clever streak, at least (“Find men who can fly” … “I did; look up.” Ha) Plus it has the advantage of being where he (maybe) found Roxana.

Last, he fought extremely well--wasn't just good at tactics. Being a good general doesn’t necessarily mean one’s a good fighter. He was. Almost frighteningly brave, so show that too.

RELIGIOUS:

Ya gotta deal with the “Did he really think he was a god?” thing, and the whole trip to Siwah. I obviously don’t think he believed he was a god; it’s one of the things I disliked about the Netflix show’s approach, but they were dead-set on it. I DO think he came to believe he was somehow of divine descent, but of course, that’s not the same as most moderns understand it, as I’ve explained elsewhere. It made him a hero, not a god on a level with Zeus, and to ME, that’s an important distinction that Netflix (and to some degree Stone) rode roughshod over.

But I’d like to see more inclusion of sacrifice and/or omen-reading—religion in general. Cutting the Gordion Knot (omens!). His visit to Troy (Netflix tackled that one). A really cool thing would be to make more of the lunar eclipse before Gaugamela. Again, Netflix touched on that, but it’s one of those chance events that might actually have affected a battle’s outcome, given how seriously the ancient near east took sky omens. (A solar eclipse once halted a battle.) The Persians were freaked out. Even his massacre of the Branchidai in Sogdiana was driven by religion, not military goals. Pick a couple and underscore them.

I give Stone big props for the sacrifice before the Granikos/Issos/Gaugamela battle. It was so well-done, I’ve actually shown it in my classes to demonstrate what a battlefield sphagia sacrifice would look like.

Alexander was deeply religious. Show it.

POLITICAL:

Ah, for ME the most interesting stuff surrounding Alexander occurs at the political level. Here’s where the triumph story of his military victories all went south. He knew how to win battles. He was less good at managing what he’d conquered.

In terms of a story arc, the whole period up to Gaugamela is really the “rise” of the story. Post-Gaugamela, things began to collapse. And I would pin the turn on PERSEPOLIS. Yes, burning it sent home a message of “Mission accomplished.” But he was selective about it. Areas built by Darius I were spared, Xerxes’ were destroyed: a damnio memoriae.

Problem: Persepolis embodied Persia, and ATG essentially shat on it. Not a good look for the man who wanted to replace Darius III. That he also failed to capture and/or kill Darius created an additional problem for him. Finally, his lack of understanding of how politics worked in Baktria-Sogdiana resulted in an insurgency. Bessos was going to rebel, regardless. But Spitamanes might not have. Alexander created his own mess up there.

Another matter to look at is why he created a new title—King of Asia—instead of adopting the Persian title (King-of-Kings). I don’t think that was a “mistake.” He knew perfectly well the proper Persian title (Kshāyathiya)…and rejected it. He adopted some Persian protocol, but not all of it. After the summer of 330, he was essentially running two parallel courts, which seemed to satisfy neither the Persians nor his own men. (Kinda like docudramas are a hybrid that seems to annoy perhaps more than satisfy.)

So I’d like to see this handled with some nuance, but it’s intrinsically difficult to do—even while, if done well, it would be the most interesting part of an Alexander story, imo.

So, what events, what events…3-4 leap out after Alexander’s adoption of some Persian dress. The Philotas Affair, the Pages Conspiracy, the Death of Kleitos, the marriage to Roxana. I’d show it all, although I could also understand reducing the two conspiracies to one, for time, in which case, the Philotas Affair because it resulted in the fall of Parmenion. But the fact there were two, not just one, tells a story itself.

What about the proskynesis thing with Kallisthenes? I’ve come to disbelieve it ever happened, even though it’s symbolic of the whole problem. So, weirdly, I’m of two minds about showing it. OTOH, it won’t be in my own novels. But OTOH, I could easily see why a showrunner or director might want to include it. And it certainly appears in several of the histories, including Arrian.

Then we have the two indisciplines (mutinies)…one in India that made ATG turn around, and another at Opis. They’re really two different things as one was an officer’s rebellion, the other the soldiers themselves. But will viewers be able to distinguish between them? It’s like the Issos/Gaugamela problem, or for that matter, the two conspiracies. They’re similar enough to confuse the casual viewer. “Didn’t we already see that?”

But if they were narrowed to one, how to choose? The mutiny on the Hyphasis provides an explanation for why he turned back. But the Opis event was more dramatic. The man jumped down into the middle of a rioting crowd and started (essentially) knocking heads together! So if I had to pick…Opis. The other might could be mentioned in retrospect.

PERSONAL:

Here are five things I think really OUGHT to be shown, or that I have yet to be pleased by.

1) Philip isn’t an idiot and should get more than 10 minutes of screentime. Oh, and show Alexander did learn things from him. Stone had to make his movie a Daddy-Issues flick, and the Netflix thing did very little with Philip as they wanted to get to the Alexander-Darius face off (which was the meat of their story). But there’s a very interesting love/competition story there.

2) Olympias is not a bitch and was not involved in Phil’s murder, although I can see why that is catnip to most writers. She did kill Eurydike’s baby and (by extension) Eurydike. One of the historians in the Netflix story (Carolyn, unless I misremember) talked about the rivalry between the two wives, at least. But I think ATG planned to marry the widow and Olympias got rid of her to prevent it. Now THAT’S a story, no? But they were in too much of a hurry to get to Persia.

3) Alexander was not an only child! He had sisters (and a brother) with whom he was apparently close…and a cousin who was his real rival. To me, missing that cousin rivalry overlooks a juicy personal/political story! Too often all the focus winds up on Alexander-Olympias-Philip-Eurydike-Attalos, but man, a more subtle showrunner could do a lot with the Alexander-Amyntas rivalry. But he’s constantly cut out. I can’t think of a documentary that actually addresses Amyntas except in passing (if at all)l

4) Hephaistion’s importance is a must, but I’d like to see him treated as someone with a personality and authority of his own, besides just as ATG’s lover. At least Netflix Went There onscreen with the love-story part, but otherwise, the writers couldn’t figure out what to do with him. Neither Stone nor Netflix really portrayed him as his own person. I do understand why they can’t show the whole cast of characters. I had to do weeding myself in the novels, but I’m annoyed Netflix showed only Hephaistion and Ptolemy. Where’s Perdikkas (so important all along really, but certainly later)? Or Philotas, Kleitos, Krateros, Leonnatos, Lysimachos (later king of Thrace)? I think viewers could probably have handled at least another 5 people, especially if introduced gradually, not all at the beginning.

This brings me to….

5) Alexander’s apparently very real affection for the people in his orbit, from personal physician (Philip) to childhood pedagogue (Lysimachos [not same as above]) to Aristotle to various other philosophers. He was so loyal to his friends, in fact, he initially jailed the people who brought word of Harpalos’ first flight.

He needed to be loved/appreciated and wanted to give back to people. Yes, generosity was expected of kings, and as a king (THE king), his generosity had to excel that of anybody else. But he seemed to genuinely enjoy giving presents. I think of him like that one friend who heard you say you liked that cute pair of “Hello, Kitty” socks…then 6 months later they’re your Christmas present from them. Some of his gifts were grandiose, but not always. I love the dish of little fish (probably smelts) that he sent to Hephaistion, presumably just because his friend liked smelts!

To me, point #5 would be easy to get in with a skilled scriptwriter, tucked into the corners of other scenes. It’d be fun to highlight the personal side. If we can believe Plutarch, he was a PRODIGIOUS letter-writer. Also, he loved to hunt, so that’s another thing. And he loved the theatre, and to watch sport. These would all be very humanizing details.

I think the biggest issue is that most of these documentaries/docudramas are done by people who don’t know squat about Alexander aside from a few things, before deciding to make a documentary/movie about him, or write a book. Their research is shallow, and even if they bring on the experts, they don’t always listen. Stone DID at least have a long fascination with ATG, but it caused him to try to throw in everything but the kitchen sink. It wasn't as bad of a film as some have made it out to be, just horribly bloated and for all his reading, he never understood the WORLDVIEW. I wrote about that some while back in my review.

The best documentary/movie would be told by an actual specialist who knew enough at the outset to craft a better, more complex story arc.

Or maybe I’m just biased because I tried to do that myself in my novels. 😂😂😂😂

#asks #alexander the great #oliver stone alexander the great #netflix alexander the great #telling the story of alexander the great is intrinsically difficult #docudramas #historical movies #historical documentaries

[thediaryofhenry]

Snow day!

I put Poro down in one of the tire tracks so he could see if he liked the snow. The answer was a quick and disgusted "pick me up, lady. And I better get a treat when we go back in"

#bunny #rabbit #bunny rabbit #mini rex #mini rex rabbit #bunblr #nikon #nikon d3400

[stuffymcstuffsworld]

Performance

Performing was an art. One that requires passion and ambition. To truly give your audience a great show, you must be willing to offer your soul. For a stiff character has no place amoung the stories you wish to tell.

Something was wrong. Class 1-C was having difficulty and needed more time to prepare. They had worked very hard, and you knew that they didn't deserve to get a bad score for the props taking longer to set up.

You quickly whisper into Dali-Sans ear before he can announce them. "They need more time something went wrong." He nodded and flashed a smile to the audience. "We're in for a special treat, it seems, this year! Our own staff will be giving a small performance as well this year!"

You frowned. What in hell was he thinking? "My lovely friend here will be entertaining you for a short while as we help set up for the next act!" He handed you the mic and rushed off. Oh, you were going to kill him later for this.

But not before you got your own fun out of it. "Kalego-San, didn't you promise to assist me?" You smiled as Poro-Chan gasped. You knew he couldn't resist a show with Kalego in it. It guaranteed his distraction.

Kalego narrowed his eyes as he was set down and placed before the stage. Before he could say anything negative or deny, you started. "Oh foolish man of whom pride lays claim to, your arrogance may be your very undoing."

Pointing a finger at his accusingly as you watched him now make his way on stage storming up to you. "How time hath changed you. For you are not the one that I knew so long ago." You sighed.

He glared at you before speaking his voice carrying without assistance. "You are also not the one I so fondly remember or have you forgotten? You whose soul is now filled with envy." His smug smirk rising as a challenge.

Fine then. You tossed the mic backstage, knowing someone had caught it. "Fondly, he says." You scoffed mockingly. Both of you started circling each other in intimidating manors.

"When have you ever thought fondly of me?" He advanced forward, and you let him grasp your chin. "There are many things I do it seems that escape your notice." He pretended to examine you before letting go.

"How dare you! If I do not notice, it is because you neither show nor say anything!" You hissed, turning your back to him.

"Must I say anything? Must I show you? Why must I constantly remind you of such?" He questioned as he leaned over your shoulder seductively. "I pity the soul who lives with your affections." You brushed him away and moved back to your original starting point.

"Do you not wish a life with me?" He asked rather softly. You paused, glancing back. "Do not be foolish." You stated firmly. "Time and time again I have remained by your side have I not? Or has your swelling ego allowed you to forget?"

Crossing your arms, you turned away again. He laughed bitterly. "And you claim to pity any soul stuck with me. I'd hate to see the sap trapped in what you call love." You winced clutching your heart.

"Do not speak to me of such things!" You snapped, spinning to face him. "My love is as vast and as endless as the sea. My love amounts more than the stars in the heavens! My love shall remain eternal through summer, winter, spring, and fall!"

You glared at him, eye to eye chest to chest. "How could you of whom I care for so much not know?" You asked. Waiting for a response. He did not answer. Instead, he turned his head away from you.

"Then maybe we did not know each other at all." You stepped back and turned to leave. You felt him grasp your wrist. "I know that you drive me insane." His voice is calm yet held a depth you couldn't understand.

"I know each day I wake up and start worrying about all the trouble you will cause me." You continued to stare ahead, not looking back. "I know that you love so fiercely that time seems to halt just so that you can produce more of your inane affections."

You peered back at him. Somehow, you knew that the two of you weren't playing anymore. "You say that as if you love me." The room was quiet. As if you were the only two inside.

"I- I love you so much that words could not describe and actions can not convey how I feel to you." He swallowed, looking at you painfully. Embarrassment crossing his features.

You turned to fully face him now. "You are arrogant and cocksure." You said, and he winced, releasing his hold on you. You took the chance to grab his tie and pull him closer.

"You hate showing weakness, so you pretend to not care because you were taught that caring is weakness." Now you were nose to nose. You could see the fear and hope clashing in his eyes.

"Someone so prideful yet secretly kind as you. You should not have given your love to someone as greedy as me." You leaned in and brushed your lips together briefly. Pulling back, you smiled. "I plan on keeping your love all for myself."

Kalego only stared at you in silent shock. For a moment, you thought you went too far. Maybe you had misunderstood or read the signals wrong.

"If you're going to love me, love me properly." He scolded. You blinked. What did he mean by that? He grasped you close and pressed his lips hungrily to your own. Oh! Oh, he meant that.

You sigh, relaxing into his hold. Both of you were startled by the loud cheers and applause from the audience. Kalego swore under his breath before dragging you backstage to hide his embarrassed face in your shoulder.

#mairimashita! iruma kun #welcome to demon school iruma kun #reader #kalego sensei #naberius kalego #dantalion #kalego x reader #poro

[justporo]

Hello! Very sorry if your post was rhetorical, but you asked for Astarion fluff and I had an idea. Since he's a canonical cay person, I like to think that a druid Tav would enjoy wildshifting into a cat and lounging in his lap, either acting as a heat source or letting him run his fingers through their fur when he's nervous or upset.

Anon, thank you so much. I immediately had a scene in my head and this was a true delight to write.

So now that I'm already crying from replying to that other Anon message (not their fault ofc), let's return to our regularly scheduled fluff, eh?

Pairing: Astarion/GN!Tav (You, Druid this time) Wordcount: 1,8k

Cats with Benefits

Sometimes it got all too much. Those were usually the moments you used your wild-shape abilities to shift into a cat and strolled off into the forest to have some moments of peace and quiet.

Today had been an especially exhausting day – the party had been fighting and bickering trying to figure out how to get through the Mountain Pass. The way was always steep and only loosely fixed, so you only made very slow progress and all of you were already completely exhausted came noon. So, you had decided that you’d take an additional rest midday when the sun was high and hot, adding to your already physically demanding hike.

You had put down your pack, went a few yards into the nearby patch of trees you had stopped at today to use their generous shade, and shifted into your usual form of a fluffy black cat and started to stroll around the small patch of forest. For some time you just wandered over fallen trees or through the underbrush, enjoying how differently it was to experience nature from the perspective of a feline creature. You loved it – it was almost like meditation for you.

The others didn’t know you wandered off like this sometimes. Or at least they hadn’t mentioned it. They wouldn’t leave without you and so far, you’d always gotten back to them in time. And as of late tension was high enough that everyone was pretty much occupied with just themselves, so they didn’t miss you.

After some time, you found a nice big rock in the sun on a clearing in the woods. Perfect for a cat to lounge on and take a nap. You jumped up, allowed yourself a long full body stretch and a big yawn and then rolled up into a ball of fur to enjoy the sun and some time alone.

As you laid there, your thoughts started to wander. You thought about your companions. You liked them, each and every one of them. Naturally, some more than others but you respected them all. But the path through the Mountain Pass had been a strain on all of you. And it really hadn’t helped that today everyone had just seemed on edge from the very first step on out.

Specifically, Astarion had been incredibly annoying today. Not being able to stop complaining about everything. Always replying with a sarcastic remark. To be honest, your relationship with him was probably the hardest and most formal of all thus far.

You had already realised that his flirty and sassy behaviour obviously were his coping mechanism for something deeply troubling, but by the Gods, it seemed he could never shut up. He was hand full at the best of times. Your furry ears started to twitch and the tip of your tail zig-zagged just thinking about it.

You tried to clear your mind then after your thoughts kept spiraling, hoping to relax enough that you could actually sleep a little.

But only shortly after your peace was broken.

“Well hello, who are you my beauty? A descendant of a mighty mountain lion? Rawr.”

No, it couldn’t be… The damned vampire had found you.

Of course he didn’t know it was you, but…

You opened one eye lazily and saw Astarion lean down to you, reaching out one hand to stroke you. Your jaws opened and you could already feel the hiss inside you rising to the top, but oh.

His touch was so gentle. His fingers softly stroked from the top of your head down your feline neck and back and you couldn’t resist leaning into his hand when he started again from the top.

“Someone likes that, hmm?”, Astarion said softly while petting what he received only as a wild but friendly cat.

Shifting into an animal also meant adapting some of their unique abilities and habits, so you couldn’t help when your feline body responded to the gentle touches by purring.

The vampire was positively intrigued when he heard that. As you opened your other eye you could see his big smile – a genuine one. You had never seen him smile like that. “Seems like someone’s just as touch-starved and desperate for some comfort as me”, he whispered while continuing his pets. That made your ears perk up and you immediately felt for the pale elf. Questions filled your mind about his unknowing revelation.

But you had barely any time to ponder them because suddenly the vampire scooped you up into his arms and sat down in front of the boulder you had laid down on. You yelped – or rather meowed at the sudden change of position.

Astarion moved carefully with your cat self in his arms until he was laying in the grass, legs angled, and you snuggled up against his chest. Since he had donned his armour and was only in his camp clothes you could feel his body, beneath your own.

This was incredibly weird and would probably end up with an awkward revelation but – you couldn’t deny that it was also very delightful.

“We can be cuddle buddies, my beauty, at least for an afternoon. So we can both get some much needed affection, hm?”, Astarion whispered to you. His red eyes looked so sad saying that. Whatever you had started to think about to get out of this situation evaporated. Suddenly, you only wanted to keep him company – it seemed he desperately needed it.

And the way he unknowingly had started opening up to you: it was a good albeit saddening look on him. You wanted to provide some comfort it that was what he seeked.

Also, it felt incredibly good to lay there on your new vampiric stone, soaking up the sun together while Astarion carefully continued petting you: scratching behind your ears, stroking down your back with both hands, even when he tickled one of your paws with a single finger. And you couldn’t stop purring. That bastard knew exactly what to do to keep the purrs coming.

Then after a while he just laid there with you, hands on your soft and shiny fur. He sighed: “I wish I could take you with me. You seem to like me. At least more than my other companions.”

Your ears perked up again, you looked at him but he had his eyes closed, head lolled back to enjoy the warming sunlight.

“Especially, Tav”, Astarion continued with another sigh “I wish I knew a way how to change that.”

That was it. You couldn’t in good faith continue to lay there with him as he offered up his innermost feelings. You got up and jumped off the vampire’s chest who got up on his elbows looking sad by your departure. You sat there and shortly pondered if you should just leave, keeping your secret. But you couldn’t, you needed him to know – and also have some words with him.

You changed back into your humanoid form, making Astarion scurry back from you, eyes wide with shock.

“Hi Astarion”, you whispered as you knelt beside him.

“You – what? How? Oh, I knew your eyes looked familiar!” His voice rose several octaves and you kept silent as his mood changed from shock to anger – but he stayed where he was.

“What the fuck was that about? Trying to spy on me?”, he hissed at you. Excuse him? He invaded your privacy. “I was here first, you bastard!”, you spat back and crossed your arms over your chest.

“And you didn’t think to reveal yourself before I proceeded to make you fucking purr?” “How when you didn’t leave me anytime in between petting me and lifting me up? I only wanted to be alone!”, you screamed back.

That made Astarion’s shoulders slump a little, some of his softer side returned. “I’m sorry”, he said quietly.

“No, I’m sorry”, you replied and looked down at your knees while pressing the balls of your head against your forehead “I should have said something way earlier.”

You looked up at him: “But then you sounded so sad and I… didn’t want you to be sad so I let it happen and it was kinda nice... I’m sorry, I invaded your privacy like this, Astarion. I’ll just leave and we’ll forget this ever happened.”

You saw the surprise on the vampire’s face who remained silent. So, you moved to get up, but Astarion quickly grabbed your wrist. “No, please. Stay… It was nice”, he confessed and looked into your eyes. The look he gave you was almost pleading.

The urge to move in and hug him overcame you, so you acted upon it – you had already laid on his chest, hadn’t you? How much worse could this make it?

You moved in and wrapped your arms around him – surprising the yelping vampire so much that he fell onto his back again. You were scared that you had crossed yet another line but to your own surprise you felt his arms wrap around you in return slowly.

And so you hugged him long and tightly. He was tense at first, but you felt him relax after some time. He even started to stroke your back again. You squeezed him and held onto him trying to offer him as much comfort and affection you could muster.

“For the record, I do like you, Astarion. You’re just annoying sometimes. But so can the others be, and I too”, you spoke into his chest, squeezing him yet harder. “And if… if you need someone to maybe talk to or hug you or just, you know, lounge in the sun… I can also change back into a cat, if you want me to. I could be your cat with benefits so to speak”, you brabbled into his shirt before you got too shy to make the offer. Your words were muffled but you hoped he heard you.

He did and the vampire chuckled softly. “That sounds… nice. Thank you. I may take you up on that if you promise you will keep this our little secret”, he answered hesitantly. You lifted your head from his shirt but not letting him go. “Would you like me to change back into a cat?”, you asked him and blushed as you realised what kind of weird deal you had just made with the vampire.

“No, Tav, not this time. This… this is very nice too”, Astarion replied and gave you another – the second this afternoon! – genuine smile. And this time it felt even better, knowing it was actually meant for you. You smiled back and placed your head on his chest again. Astarion’s hands kept softly wandering over your back as you kept holding him.

This is where you comfortably remained until it was time to get back to camp. But you were both sure it wouldn’t be the last opportunity to enjoy a nice cuddle in the afternoon sun.

#astarion #astarion ancunin #baldur's gate 3 #fanfiction #baldur's gate iii #astarion x tav #bg3 spoilers #baldurs gate #astarion x mc #astarion x oc #astarion x reader #astarion x you #poro answers #poro writes #cats #again

[movedtoferinehuntress]

Oh! Pets! Pets are good. Poros like pets! Are quite petable. Because are soft! and warm! And filled with love! Are good things for poros to be! The poro immediately begins snuggling into her hand. Happy poro! Friend!

A soft chuckle escaped the woman's lips, as the Poro seemed to enjoy the attention and she couldn't deny the plush fur tickled her hands like a soft warm blanket in the middle of winter. "You are precious," Caitlyn whispered, as the Poro pushed into her hand more and begged for more attention. "Well, how about we try to find your owner, I'm sure someone here is missing you," Caitlyn offered picking up the little fella into her arms and up against her chest. Her fingers reached around to find the base of their horn and scratched there as she glanced around. Perhaps a young child was missing their pet, or someone who might have a little ball of fluff here. Her feet started to walk along the cobblestone of Piltover, hoping to see any indication of someone searching for a missing Poro.

"You don't have a collar, so I don't know what to call you. Your horns remind me of cinnamon rolls though,"

#snugglyporos #[muse] caitlyn — interactions. #[muse] caitlyn — answers. #[post canon verse] — its time for change. #[default verse] — welcome to piltover. #so cute #Caitlyn with a Poro is precious

[thedreamlessnights]

Stay

Viktor x gn!Reader || SFW ||

Summary: After a long day at the lab, Viktor comes home to you.

Warnings: A (SFW) massage, mentions of body pain.

Word Count: 1.3k

It’s long past dark by the time Viktor gets home. 

When the door opens and he pushes in, movements jerky and pained, you take one look at him and know everything you need to know.

You’d guessed it a while ago - after he hadn’t come home at his usual time. There’ve been many times where he’s arrived much later than this, eyes sparkling with exhilaration from some new development in the lab. And, in fact, back when the Hex Gates were about to be revealed, you’d gone days without seeing him as he and Jayce rushed to get everything perfect.

But today is different, off from the very moment that you’d gotten out of bed.

He’d been quiet - uncharacteristically so, barely a word before he’d kissed you goodbye. He’d hardly even touched his breakfast. Left behind some of his notes that you know are important. 

You’d hoped that he’d come home sooner if he was in pain, but it must have not been possible with his schedule. After all, he and Jayce have been expecting a visit from Heimerdinger any day now, looking for updates on their progress. In all of his bad luck, it must have been today.

With a single glance at him now, it’s clear that he’s been eager to get home for hours.

His hair is disheveled, his clothes are coated with a strange, grey slime, and his motions are slow. He sets his things down on the couch without a word, sighing as he attempts to massage a knot out of his shoulder. His limp is harsher than usual, too, and his eyes - usually alight with a fiery astuteness - are dull, almost blunt in the light.

When Tuft hears Viktor’s movement, the poro bounds out of his bed at full speed, chirping and trilling happily when he arrives in the living room. As usual, he begins his show of delight, running in circles around Viktor until the man bends down to pet him, the faintest hint of a smile tugging at Viktor’s lips.

Then he looks at you.

“Hey,” you greet, hoping your voice soothes some of today’s pain. “Bad day?”

“That is an understatement,” he mumbles, wincing as he takes a seat and settles in next to you. Resting his head on your shoulder, he slumps into you, taking in a sharp breath.

Tuft, meanwhile, curls into a ball at his feet, purring contently.

“And you?” Viktor asks. “How was your day?”

“It was alright,” you tell him, your hand moving to play with the silky strands of his hair. It’s become a force of habit by now. “I missed you.”

He groans against the skin of your neck, tucked into your collar.

“I would have given anything to be here with you today,” he grumbles, hand resting over yours. His thumb starts to trace over your knuckles, light, repetitive movements that relax you. He, however, is still stiff as a board. Still covered in grime from the lab, too.

“Heimerdinger?” you ask.

“Among others,” he answers. “Then there was a spill in the lab. Hoskel knocked over a container of vials - oil for the gauntlets.”

“Not dangerous, I hope?”

“No,” he huffs. You can hear the faintest bit of a smile in his voice. “But very, very difficult to clean. The floors are still slippery.”

“Your clothes, too,” you point out, laughing a little. “Want to get changed?”

“If I can manage to get out of them,” Viktor sighs, sitting up and pulling at his vest.

And he’s right, both the fabric of his shirt and pants seem nearly plastered to him. Even after his knee brace is removed, it takes both of you pulling, tugging, and eventually ripping to get the clothes off of him. There goes that outfit.

Strangely enough, the oil doesn’t seem to have gotten onto his skin. Instead, it’s turned gelatinous in consistency - sticking to his shirt like a greyish, coagulated sludge. When it’s pulled away, it leaves the skin completely clean, and, furthermore - intact. How he got this all over him, you have no idea; you’re just grateful it’s not in his hair.

Viktor’s bare skin, now exposed, is silky-smooth to the touch. Even more so than usual, as you find out when you run your hand down the length of his forearm.

“Maybe you and Jayce should sell that oil,” you murmur, kissing his forehead. “It made your skin really soft.”

“Yes,” he snorts, “but only if the citizens of Piltover don’t mind smelling of grease.”

Which is true. You can’t deny that the scent is very present on him. But he also smells of coffee, and of your shampoo that he’s been stealing, and of a thousand other things that make your chest seem to swell with warmth. 

Needless to say, it doesn’t stop you from wrapping your arms around him and nuzzling into him, and it doesn’t stop him from pulling you close.

“Do you want a bath?” you ask him. “I can draw you one-”

“No,” he says quickly, albeit exhausted in tone. “No, I’ve been moving around all day. I don’t want to move off this couch for the next several hours.”

As firm as his words may be, he’s shivering under you. The chill of the weather has made its way in through the walls, and, aside from his boxers, Viktor is practically naked. 

You can’t count how many times you’ve come home from a bad day at work, sore and exhausted, and Viktor had seemed to make everything better. He’d made you warm, comforting meals, drawn up your baths, and massaged your sore back as you’d told him about your day.

If he’s comfortable with it, you’d like to repay him.

“Okay,” you hum. “How about I go get you some clean clothes, heat up the leftovers from dinner, and… we’ll sit here and enjoy each other’s company?”

He debates it for a moment. 

“Alright,” he says. 

He slowly releases you, and you stand. It doesn’t take long to gather up some soft pajamas and a warm plate of food for him. As you do, Viktor begins to massage his leg, which you can tell is tender - his movements are slow and he’s grimacing even at the slightest amount of force. So, you also warm up a compress and some oil for him, collecting everything in your arms.

The pajamas go next to him on the couch, and the food goes on the table in front of him, along with the oil. The compress is carefully set down next to his leg, and he sighs with relief as he takes it and applies it where it aches the most.

“You are amazing,” he sighs, leaning forward and grabbing his plate. “I haven’t eaten all day - Jayce and I were too worried about cleaning up the oil. I couldn’t exactly go get lunch looking like that.”

“There’s more food left over, too,” you tell him, sitting next to him. “Mind if I massage your leg?”

“No,” he says, “but… be gentle with it, please. It’s especially stubborn today.”

You’re always gentle, but today you start off with the softest of touches, feather-light against the tense muscle. Even that is enough to make Viktor tense up in pain, so you take your time, slowly working from his thigh down to his knee. 

The warm oil, rubbed into your hands, serves to soothe and to relax as you slowly add in pressure, pressing through wound sinew and knots until, finally, they start to give way.

Viktor’s relief is palpable - where he’d winced at your touch in the beginning, his head now lolls back against the couch, eyes shut as you continue your work. You only stop when you realize he might be asleep, plate set to his side and breathing coming in a smooth, even rhythm.

As soon as you stop, Viktor - eyes still closed - raises a hand toward you. When you take it, he pulls you in closer, drawing you into his chest.

“Stay,” Viktor requests.

And you do.

#viktor x reader #arcane viktor x reader #arcane viktor x you #viktor x reader arcane #arcane viktor #viktor #viktor arcane #mywriting

[pitgritted]

Well, as the saying goes, 'if there is one poro, there's a fluft.' Because there are now like, a hundred poros in the room, all snuggling his mother! Are snuggly and warm and soft and filled with love! Radiate much goodness! Clearly, is good. Shall do all the snuggling and continue to help make this fluffy human happy! and then shall snuggle the sett, because everyone needs snuggles!

            the   swarm   of   horned   𝐅𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐘   rams   would   mount   on   his   body   ,   increasing   in   weight   gradually   as   he   manages   to   hold   𝐌𝐀𝐉𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐘   of   them   in   his   arms   .   a   few   would   loiter   in   the   mass   of   his   thick   fur   stitched   to   the   crown   of   his   coat   ,   some   between   his   legs   or   on   them   .   𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚝   mumbles   something   incoherently   ,   glancing   at   his   mother   who   seemed   to   be   continually   swarmed   by   the   𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐀   of   𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐎   creatures   .

                  “   ‘ma   ,   are   we   keeping   em’   ?   thinkin’   about   adopting   one   of   these   …   ”

𓆰 UNPROMPTED .

#snugglyporos #𓆰ㅤ ㅤ〝 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝘀𝘀? 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘀. 〞 — 𝙸𝙽𝙱𝙾𝚇 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂 : MESSAGE TO THE BOSS. #𓆰 ㅤ ㅤ〝 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝘀𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲. 𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲… 〞 — 𝙸𝙽 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 : SETT THE BOSS. #sett ic. #answered. #MORE PORO LOVE TY FOR SENDING THIS!!

[jackdollnan]

Poro Analysis

i know this is an art blog mostly but on occasion i like to make it a graphic design blog. Behold with only the finest graphic design heres my poro unicorn lore board. Contains Spoilers for all of the Music Festival Arc, Heart Breaker, Deviculum

I mostly was curious on what irl lore of the unicorn got added or adapted into poros creation. I'll go more specific about my points Under the cut. Lord i hit undo on this editor and it erased almost everything i wrotei had to rewrite most of the post :',C

Ars Goetia Amduscias Demon

The Ars Goetia describes Amduscias taking the Appearence of a Unicorn, as well as: all manner of Trumpets and Musical Instruments to be heard but not soon or imediately, and can cause the trees to bend and incline according to the Exorcists will. And Amduscias is often described as the one playing or in charge of the music that can be heard through hell, as well as having a thunderous voice and being asscoiated with thunder.

Poro's Character greatly tracks with the music Theme. Poro is shown to be a Sound and Music Specialist, giving Critique and concerning Invites to Students after their Performances. Poro's own Claim to Fame was being Delkira's personal Musician giving a battle Concert with Delkira.

Poro's own Character Design with that Piano lookin Cut, Cello Detail and Pinstripe Suit, Notes on the End of those side hair pieces, and carrying a Conductor's Baton

Poro's yells loudly once getting to the School about the Crime, according to Poro, of re-allowing the use of the Royal One(talk about a thunderous Personality). Poro at the End of the Arc, once convinced, and painfully, for Wett defects with Kirio and Wett of the Six Fingers who answer to the Thunder Lord, Baal.

The last bit about being able to cause trees to bend, in the last panel Poro with Kirio and Wett are seen entering Brush to exit Babylus. The thought of such tall dark Brush, despite atleast the spaced out Center of Babylus's Campus, covering an Individual as large and tall as Poro for a masked Exit- no Clue if controling Trees is part of Poro's Powerset but still an interesting coincidence alluding back to Amduscias.

Qi Lin

I wish i had more historical/primaray sources to look from but alas modern feng shui websites will have to do

The Qi Lin has stories about the Rarity of its Appearences. The Qi Lin only showing up when a great outstanding Ruler is present in Time or when a great Sage(mostly Confucius mentioned) dies. There is also a legend that an Emperor of China was at the Yellow River and saw a Qi Lin on the Water, as it walked it cleared the River and Surroundings of all the Dirt and Stuff and the Emperor saw the Symbols on its Back and used them to create the first chinese writing System.

The Bit about the outstanding Ruler and Sage seems to match up well with Events and Characters. Poro being very Loyal, even to Poro's own Detriment, to Delkira as, when ever someone mentions Delkira most Demons admire Delkira in this demon Kingdom(?) Country(?).

It even matches with Iruma's Setup, Sully calling on Poro to see Iruma in hoping Poro will be impressed to rank Iruma. Plus we all know Iruma will become the next Demon King via the Prophecy, Poro is witnessing the fledgling King.

Not that all Qi Lin have to have exclusively one Horn but with the overlapping Traits of its Dragon like Features, Poro's Design echos back to the Qi Lin with Poro's Tail having a smooth Underside, spikey hairy Outterside, not to mention the clattering Heels in lue of Hooves

As an aside the Ming Emperor, Emperor Yongel, was gifted a Giraffe, that was called, equated to, and or associated with the QI Lin, very smart on the gifters part. I thought this was so funny given Poro's size, no clue if Nishi intended to it to match up with Poro but lucky for Nish-sensei it works out.(3rd picture of section of court painting of said Giraffe)

European Medieval Unicorns (i recomend skipping to the Poro paragraph and back reading this one)

Unicorns had a variety of many myths, associations, and metaphors attached to them but the Myths from Medieval Europe stand out most prominently here. Its been a variety of Animals over the Years, its Predessor being an Ox, the Re'em from the Bible, Goats,Asses (Donkeys), Horses, overall some sorta hoofed Creature and one Horn.

The first main Attribute to this Unicorn Myth is the Unicorn's Horn having Properties to purify the sick and ill, specfically treat and cure Diseases and Poison. Those who were able to successfuly find and hunt would gain such a treasure.

Later on it gained another Adaptation - The Unicorns purifying Power later becoming intertwined with the Purity of virgin Maidens, that a wild Beast would only allow itself to be near/in the Arms of a Virgin Maiden because the Unicorn could sense/was in awe of a Maiden's Purity(and or the maidens Purity matched that of the Unicorns), only for it to be a Trap, for a Group of Hunters to come out from Hiding to chase/capture and the slaughter with perhaps some Level of Immortality from the Unicorn for the Unicorn to not fully die after all that. Other versions of the story have the virgin naked and the Unicorn does some sorta sexual encounter with the Virgin.(i can't make this up)

Later the whole Saga became Metaphors for Sex/Love/Marriage. People being reigned in and tamed by the Love or down -badness of their Partner/Spouse as a wild Unicorn is tamed in the arms of a Virgin. People eventually settling down and finding Love. - no relation to the modern practice/notion of a 3rd person joining only in the sex lives of a married couple.

There also became a very Christian Metaphor to emerge along side the love Metaphor. The power/essence of Christ was reigned in by a virgin Mary, mirring that of a Unicorn being allured to a Virgin. That the whole Hunt of the Unicorn was a metaphor for the Crucifixtion and Ressurection of Christ, with wild purifying powerful Unicorn parralleling the Goddlyness of Christ, its Hunt for the Crucifixtion, Its slight immortality with the Ressurection from the dead, and circling back with the purifiying Power of the Unicorn being drawn as a Metaphors for Christ the Redeemer.( i also wish i couldve made this up)

Lets get back to M!ik

Seeing Unicorns being described as wild Asses seems stunningly on Brand for Poro, with Poro's Abbrasiveness at times and trying to beef with kids this coincidence is pretty funny.

Poro's major Arc of the Music Festival is coping with the Loss and the never return of Delkira as Poro regrets never getting the chance to technically date Delkira and never being able to see him again. It's all the more highlighted when in Sully's flash back when Poro, in a sour Mood expresses how its been too long since Delkira's Disappearance. Despite finding more Comfort with Change after Iruma and Co's Performance Poro hard flips back into Copium once Wett talks about reuniting Delkira. this all reads to me of Poro being wild all around unless Delkira is present to be the one true love of Poro ala wild Unicorn and love Metaphor.

There seems to be a bit of confusion about Poro's gender based on Poro's Presentation and specifically language Presentation. English Pronouns i can't really say anything about not least since the manga is being translated from Japanese with different Features and Practices- no doubt this gave the translators some trouble on how to adapt the wording, maybe a bit more cumbersome to other Languages than English. For whatever its worth Poro mentions being a Maiden and a Lady in EN fan translation.

tho i did start a paragraph about Poro's Gender this speaks more about the Purity and maiden Aspect of the Myth with the Unicorns sensitivity of/purity matching that of a virgin Maiden's. The comparison feels most matching when Poro apprehends Wett after Wett tailed Poro and Poro goes(paraphrasing), I was feeling a yucky presence a maiden can sense that type of stuff, it's alluded to it being Poro's ability to hear the heart beat Pattern and read that off to the overall Mood and intentions (based on action) of a Person, but it also matches well sensing/reading Wett and the Antgonists' unpure Intentions and drive up their villiany Status.

this part is a bit more head cannon-y: Poro was doing a bit of maiden sensing on Eliza when she says, we'll pierce you with the finest sound, and Poro's own Quest/Hunt for Love, a kindred spirit to Eliza's, finding Love for Love's sake.

another head cannony one is Poro's lines crying, that Delkira despite not giving personal attention to the women around him, Poro still says he did eventually(and like a simp still be wanting Delkira). If Poro was reading Delkira's Purity or smth. This line kinda reads a little ambiguously with that whole maiden/purity sensing idea in the background, vs the idea that Sully had a secret love child with Delkira and it became Iruma. lmao you heard it guys Poro believes in the Iruma is a direct descendant of Delkira theory, just kidding. Too bad Poro couldn't sense Delkiras heart beat when Delkira ghosted them at the office.

a little incongruous to the previous point of Delkira being the one and only for Poro- is Poro's Preferences(not for Men in general) but the inclusion of the younger Students in Babylus, who are, i guess, Boys and, as Poro puts it, young Men.(Poro is so desperate for hitting on high schoolers at this age.) Poro seems quite Old being Contemporaries with even Sullivan and with the Students of Babylus seeming rather inexperienced with Romance it seems to track with the Myth, the Unicorn is sensing the purity of/allured by Virgins, or at least, those who have far less romance Experience. This is Unfortunetly why i argue Poro's influence to be aligned with this Version of the unicorn Myth, Poro's odd combo of a romance thru-line despite hitting on kids, and lines with equating to be a maiden it feels like it matches beat for beat of the medieval Unicorn myth.(Unless the qilin also has meanings of sex love and romance which it might, i could use more details).

And now its time for the Jesus metaphor, Oh man you thought i was done.

Going back to the Christian Metaphor for the Maiden lures a Unicorn, only for a band of huntsmen to begin pursuit and the Unicorn gets Injured and kinda dies but then lives. The Europeans found a way to Pack in a Jesus metaphor with the Wild Unicorn and its purifying Power repping Christ the Redeemer, the Unicorn only appearing in the Presence of Virgins Of course Mary, the subsquent Hunt repping the Crucifixtion dyin for ya sins and purifying horn, and the Unicorn living cause semi immortality and Christ live-dying with god or what ever the point of that story was.

Guess who else was invited to do some ressurecting, it is part of Baals plans to recruit Poro for Delkiras "reuniting," for Baal just straight up power grab. (honestly i didn't know much about unicorns before hand was not expecting jesus or the virgins thing to come up.) Blehh that means Iruma, Ali and Delkira, could be like the unholy demonic Trifecta, (Delkira)the Father (Iruma) the Son (Ali) the Holy Spirit not expecting to see iruma with another jesus parallel.

crack theories: Poro cleared Kirio of his Debuffs. It'll be a race see who will get to Delkira first catch Delkira as a Deer, or Ali or Delkira go full vampire Mode.

ok im done congrats for reading this far now you too get this cursed info

#amduscias poro #character analysis #m!ik manga #m!ik spoilers #mairimashita! iruma kun #mairuma #M!ik theories #was not expecting so much time on this #was not expecting saucy unicorns #was not expecting jesus reading #theres a few very scary pictures on google of vampire jesus #even if nishi didn't want to put the full oompf of all the unicorn lore into Poro im still impressed that they all refernce back to it.