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professionalscrublord · 4 months

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The Black Marauder IIC

Turnaround:

WIPs:

The "Black Marauder" is a horror story of a cursed mech. Over the years urban legend has built it up into some kind of extradimensional beast, a living machine that moves of its own volition, consumes the souls of its victims and strikes fear in all that come close to it. It emerges from mist and shadows to kill efficiently and mercilessly before disappearing once more.

So I know the story says it looks like an inner sphere MAD-3R, but the way it's described as looking "Off-proportioned" and "Too smooth, almost organic-looking" makes me think it's a IIC. That and it having "Teeth", which the IIC's array of chin-lasers could be mistaken for. It also has a tendency to oneshot mechs with PPCs to the cockpit, which only Clan PPCs have the damage to do reliably. It performs unusually well in smoke/fog (advanced clan sensors perhaps?). Maybe the pirates didn't recognize what they were looking at given they lived on the opposite side of IS space from the Clan invasion front. It's also black with bits of red, the paint scheme of a certain Wolf's Dragoons "mercenary company" (read: Clan spies roaming IS space) which would explain the lack of factory markings/serial numbers. The stories mention weird behavior and unidentifiable mechanical issues so it could've been left behind since it was a liability, stripped of insignia and left on a forsaken airless asteroid in some random uninhabited system to conceal the trail. That's just my pet theory, anyway.

Pictured: Teefies (and bloody claws)

This one was difficult for a different reason, not painting this time but being my first time working with greenstuff and sculpting/modifying a miniature.

The paint job itself was fairly quick because of the almost uniform coloration despite the number of steps: -Primed with matte black -basecoated with Night Scales metallic black (It barely shows up, there is a faint glitter in some spots but mostly it looks like a slightly lighter black.) -Heavily drybrushed with Rough Iron, a dark rust color metallic -Lighter drybrush with Gunmetal, grayish/silver metallic. at this point I thought it was too light/shiny so I went over some panels with matte black paint, keeping away from the edges I'd drybrushed. -Mars Red in the eyeholes. White on the lasers/cockpit later covered with Red/Green/Blue speedpaint. -Blood Red speedpaint over the "monstrous" bits. It disappeared into the black, until: -Gloss varnish over the speedpaint brought the red back out again. I wanted everything to be black but still have the monster bits to stand out texturally, the gloss makes them glisten nicely. -Anti-shine matte varnish on the rest. That still looks pretty shiny to me but what can you do (Vantablack miniature paint, anyone??) -The label says MAD-BLK in the Standard Galactic Alphabet. At some point I knew how to read/write it after it featured in Minecraft enchantments, though by now I lost that and had to look it up.

The sculpting was interesting. -Green stuff is tacky and sticks to my fingers when fresh, hard to apply to the model in a careful manner, but is pretty easily workable on the model, once it's on. At some points I used metal sculpting tools almost like chopsticks to avoid touching it with my hands. I twisted a pointed tool like a little drill bit to get the eyeholes in. -Getting closer to the 1hr mark it stiffens up and becomes the opposite. Easier to apply and get off my fingers but harder to work into the shapes I want and fit in the crevices for a good hold. -The claws are superglued given they're sticking out a fair bit. Roughed up the plastic surface before applying glue for a better bond. The other greenstuff I trusted to stay on since they were molded into the surfaces pretty closely. -The blood was red ink Speedpaint mixed with good old AK water medium.

I'll have to do more modding in future, truly customize my mechs.

Last Lance of Cardinal Sins featured a Zeus, only too late did I have the idea of modding a ZEU-X with the wing-like cooling vanes. Fortunately I have a King Crab waiting for me (my favorite mech!) to make a prototype KGC-010 with. It has flush-mounted dual PPCs with spiky cooling vanes sticking out the back. Should be fun.

#battletech #mechwarrior #miniature painting #green stuff #modeling #sculpting #art #sci fi #monster #ghost stories #urban legends #eldritch #horror

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ishgard · 2 months

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5 Character Associations - Ahru

EMOTIONS/FEELINGS:

Friendly mischief

Insatiable wanderlust

Warm affection

Eager curiosity

Quiet resilience & determination

COLOURS:

Red (wine, dalamud)

Black

Blue (void, sky)

White

Green (marshy types, deepwood)

SCENTS:

Clove

Campfire smoke

Fresh air/frost

Leather

Amber/incense

OBJECTS:

Journal (+spare/loose paper + writing implements)

Azem Crystal

Necklace

Harp

A black feather

BODY LANGUAGE:

Expressive ears and tail, mirthful smirks and grins

Moves her hands a fair bit (started as an effort to stop clenching them so much)

Lax posture; languid, relaxed - yet very quick to react.

Similarly her gaze seems subdued, but is sharply attentive.

A limp in her right leg on cold mornings or after long nights.

AESTHETICS:

The path less traveled

Snowy mountain forests + Winter Nights

Wolves & Ravens

Stacks & shelves of books

Fire; esp campfires

SONGS:

AURORA - Runaway

Mumford & Sons - Hopeless Wanderer

The Amazing Devil - The Calling

AURORA - Lucky

Chrono Cross - Scars of Time

Tagged by: @shroudkeeper - thank you so much!

Tagging: If you haven't done it yet - @twelveswood, @otherworldseekers, @windup-dragoon, @icehearts, @under-the-blood-moonlight (or if you have maybe an alt?) And anyone else who'd like to!

#mine #ahru hiraeth #tag games

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chitsuu · 2 months

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OC Kiss Week 2024: Almost

Doing this little challenge this week, with my FFXIV character and his husband (@kitshunette's son)!

Also, I'm not much of a writer, but I decided to write a little something for each drawing, little windows in their story (which is also why I'm using the @ockissweek prompt list but not in order)

Elidivien blocked the coming blow, and tried to land one in return. It was promptly deflected and both he and his sparring partner took a step back, assessing the situation. The Au Ra in front of him was holding his wooden staff in a way that spoke of years of experience. Unlike what you would expect from an Astrologian student. Well, that made sense, Elidivien considered for a second. He was the one who asked Jisul to spar with him when he discovered that he was a dragoon first and foremost, and that the only reason he entered the school was to broaden his skill set. He had been pleasantly surprised to learn that, and even more pleased to realize that they had something in common. Elidivien had lived his first years in a dragoon barracks, and holding a lance was second nature to him, but not many of his Astrologian friends wanted to train with him.

Except now he was maybe starting to regret his decision. It was an even match, which meant they were giving it their all, which in turn meant flushed skin, sweat adding a glow to said flushed skin, muscled arms on display. All of that made him feel like a band rowdy Moogles had taken up residency in his stomach. He wondered what the blue haired man in front of him was feeling, before shaking his head to get rid of those thoughts.

Focus.

He lunged once more, but his foot caught on something on the ground.

Uh oh.

Elidivien lost his balance completely, and went tumbling straight into Jisul’s arms. Surprised by the sudden weight crashing into him at full speed, the Au Ra’s footing slipped under them, and Elidivien closed his eyes, bracing for the impact.

When he opened them after a second, Jisul’s face was right in front of his own, his bodyright under his. Embarrassingly, Elidivien realized he had put his left hand behind Jisul’s head, instinctively trying to prevent him from bumping it too hard on the ground. A useless endeavor, as the horns adorning his friend’s head prevented him for hitting his head anyway. Then Elidivien became conscious of the closeness of their bodies.

The Elezen had landed right on top of the Au Ra, and he could not decide what was the most embarrassing par of the whole situation. Him tripping on seemingly nothing? Him trying to protect his friend’s head? What about the fact that Jisul’s cold hands had caught his waist, and that he could feel the long fingers handling him with a strong grip yet the most delicate touch, as if he did not want to break him? Or maybe, maybe, the fact that Elidivien’s mouth had stopped just short of landing right on Jisul’s? The whole thing was mortifying, Elidivien decided, and he could feel the blood rushing to his face and ears. He tried to convince himself that the blush could be mistaken for being caused by the sparring itself rather than this unfortunate incident.

“Did you hurt yourself anywhere?”

Jisul’s concerned voice rose, and the tan man snapped back to the moment, rising himself a little away from the pale man’s face. Doing that, he caught Jisul’s face in its entirety, and wondered if it had been that red before the tumbling.

“I’m fine… My foot must have caught on something.”, Elidivien offered as an explanation, “Thank you for catching me.”

“Anytime.”

His friend smiled softly, and Elidivien’s heart skipped a beat. Jisul looked unfazed, however the Elezen glimpsed his tail flapping rapidly back and forth. He suddenly became aware that he was still being embraced on the ground, and he quickly got up completely, helping Jisul at the same time.

“Should we take a short break?”, Jisul asked, fanning himself lightly with his hand, “I need some water.”

“Yes, indeed, I could go for a drink too!”

Elidivien felt a bit light headed, as he glimpsed at his friend’s hand that had been holding him mere seconds ago. He knew the Au Ra had big hands, but feeling them encircling his waist was a whole another knowledge. He could still feel a tingle where the hands had been.

As he followed Jisul out of the training grounds, he could not help but worry at the tension installing between the two of them, most certainly rooted in this almost kiss that took place. Elidivien could only hope that this mishap would not lead to Jisul distancing himself from him. He was not sure he could be fine with that.

Just as they left, Elidivien made eye contact with a blond Elezen.

Why is Stephanivien here?

The machinist’s presence was a mystery, but even more puzzling was the smug look on his face, as if the fellow Elezen knew exactly what was Elidivien feeling.

Surely he didn’t cause this.

Elidivien pondered uncertainly, while his eyes fell onto an impact where he had been standing a few moments before, an impact suspiciously looking like the ground had been hit with a bullet, unearthing a piece of rock that was now in the way.

Elidivien glared back, only for the machinist to blow him a kiss with a wink.

#ockiss24 #oc kiss week #oc kiss week 2024 #Jisul Neuntsa #Elidivien Greystone #FFXIV #WOL #fanart #my art #sketch #watercolors #my oc #EliJisul

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khushireadsandrambles · 3 months

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Reunion- Fruitful or Disaster?

The dark clouds reflected in the deep magenta eyes of a certain dual haired boy with face painted, as he looked outside the window while sitting on window's broad edge with no emotions on his Face. The World Championships has ended, his Grandfather was hauled away by Cops whom Mr. Dickinson had called, and he learned that his Parents had landed. He scoffed. Parents. His Father who seemingly didn't cared enough, his Mother, who just silently accepted everything. Maybe, maybe this covering the emotions thing was something that went through family.

Its fine, I'm here, ain't I?

He broke out of his reverie as he heard the female voice whisper in his ear, the Flame Empress and the very personification of coming back from dead, his Dranzer, his Phoenix, His Suzaku, whisper in his ear. Smiling mildly for miniscule of second, he held the blue Beyblade to his chest. Once again Tyson was Hero, once again, he lost his Chance to defeat the world Champion. Maybe, next time?

"Kai?" And the same boy had called him. Whipping his head towards the blue haired boy with a scowl on his face, he cocked an eyebrow. "Mr. Dickinson calls you." Ray said from Tyson's side. Kai sighed heavily, he had known the stout man ever since he was Kid, as Mr. Dickinson used to visit his Father, until he was 6, his Father left, and his Grandfather threw him into Abbey. He couldn't deny that man, no matter how hard he tried. He couldn't.

Hopping off the Window edge, Kai joined Tyson and Ray as the three walked out. "Hey Kai, you okay buddy?" Tyson asked, clearly concerned about the older boy. Kai riled Tyson up to the wall, but after the blue haired Boy had saved him from Lake Baikal and readily accepted him back in team, Kai might have softened up a bit to him. "Hn." Kai let out his usual, ignorant grunt, which made Tyson smile.

Dragoon says he is really worried. Well he shouldn't be, though Kai, as he walked beside the two. Soon their soft padding came to an halt when they entered in the floor's lounge area. Kai's eyes keenly took in everyone. Mr. Dickinson sat on a sofa with Tyson's Grandfather, Ryunnosuke or Ryu 'Gramps' Granger sat beside him. Tyson dark haired Father, Tatsuya Granger was on another couch, looking keenly through some files. Hitoshi, or better called Hiro by everyone, Tyson's Archaeologist Brother stood near the window, in a serious conversation over his phone with someone. Then, just then, his eyes fell on someone who made his breath stop.

"I lost again dad!" A little Kai had whined and pouted as his Father laughed fondly and ruffled his hairs.

"Well your Father is working hard, we have to reward him." His Mother's crimson eyes had twinkled with mirth as she looked at his Father.

"Either you chose Hiwatari Enterprises and stay here or chose those Bey spinning tops and get out of my House!" His Grandfather had screamed hoarse, as his crimson eyes trembled with fear, his throat screaming when his Father glanced at him worriedly, and chose Beyblades.

He reached out,

He cried,

He screamed,

He choked on his tears,

But nothing mattered.

His Father didn't turn.

He hadn't realised that while he was staring at his Father in disbelief and many emotions passed through his eyes, Max had noticed him. The blonde's whole frame actually turned relieved, as he chirped. "Kai!!" And broke him out of his reverie. Kai barely had time to recollect himself as Max came hopping to him and hugged him, making Ray and Tyson widen their eyes in alarm. Kai's first instinct was to push him away so hard that he was thrown off into the wall, but he restrained himself. He somehow couldn't bring himself to do that. Especially after what Max had done. No matter how much Kai was being a little shit, no matter how many times he had brushed them off harshly, rebuked them, called them names, and treated them as shit, even betraying them for power... Max, or anyone in that matter, never called him out on it. They let him go, and they accepted him back, as if he was never gone.

Susumu and Misaki, moreover Susumu, tensed when he realised that his son was standing in front of him. After a shocked gasp left Misaki's mouth, followed by a small sob she tried hard to contain. He slowly looked up. Dressed in dark turquoise baggy pants and a fitting tank top, with a scarf tied around his neck that he knew was of Misaki, stood his son. He wasn't the six year old small boy who ran into his arms with his Dranzer, he was now fourteen year old headstrong and stern Captain of World Champion Team Bladebreakers.

Kai looked at his Mother, and his eyes started burning. No. Nah, Nope. Nada. No tears. You can't break down. Somehow managing to tear away his eyes, Kai looked at Mr. Dickinson. "Mr. Dickinson, Ray said you called me?" He asked. Stanley Dickinson had known all the four Boys ever since they were Kids. His keen and experienced eyes penetrated through the mask of 'Everything is fine and I don't need anyone' and looked right into the vulnerability of the boy, who didn't even cared of hiding his emotions. He was glad his Dranzer was back, he was glad that he had friends he knew could rely on (despite his ass not wanting to admit), He was not sure of how to react after seeing his Parents, especially Father, after so long, but most of it, he was exhausted. Tired.

"Well Kai you see, we will need your Help with the Boys from Abbey. My Russian is quiet rough, you see." Blatant Lie. Kai knew the man had perfect Russian.

"If you say so." He said and turned to go. "Kai!" His feet halted when he heard his Father. "You have grown stronger.." He said softly, looking at his son with so much adoration. "Son?" Kai scoffed, his eyes shielded by his hairs. Ray, Tyson, Max, and probably everyone knew that either this will go good, or down the drain hole. "I don't have a Father." He said coldly, and walked out swiftly, closing his eyes when he heard his Mother's sobs. He knew his Friends would come behind, but he didn't cared. He kept walking. He kept walking until he reached a dark hallway and growled, hitting his fist on the wall over and over again, until it bled. "Kai?"

"Ray, please go." He said quietly. But Ray didn't go.

He stayed there, and gently held Kai's shoulder, pressing it as if saying, 'Everything will be fine.'

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Since your girl was angsty af and sick. Hiro Granger is Manga-wise in this Fanfiction because Manga Hiro is so good-

Tagging y'll here please tell me how it is and no, as much as I love Ray and Kai, I ship Mariah and Ray (might turn it RayxKai if my mood goes that way.)

@bladengineer (A BIG SHOUTOUT SHE KINDA INSPIRED ME TO RITE THIS) @juliafernandez @wyborg @mybeypage @deathycat @kaireiluv @beybladecrc @purple-cup-cake @where-them-kinomiya-at @kaihiwatari777 @sherukira @itsbeen20years @beybladenerd @beyblader-observations @jollyrolls @firephoenixkai @beybladeimagines (I love your imagines sm) @aquariasmoon @maxmiz @teabiscs @bladerbunny @ch4isutta @poison-needles @ayamyn

#kai hiwatari #misaki hiwatari #susumu hiwatari #tyson granger #takao kinomiya #max tate #max mizuhara #rei kon #ray kon #manabu saien #beyblade fanfiction #beyblade fic #archive of our own #ao3 fanfic

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wanou-dorm · 1 month

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DAC Fandorm : Stay Knights

Welcome to Stay knights dorm

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Specializes in Summoning

Founded by: The teachings of the various Magus who’ve Saved various Timeline from destruction and Disorder .

Stay Nights was a dorm Made to keep order through out Various Timelines and Histories in DAC. The Dorms member are Especially good at Summoning as well the complex Magic Craft .

The Dorm is Based on the Fate Series and Thier Colors are Royal blue and Gold

Dorm info:

The Dorm on the Outside looks a like College city with A Giant Clocktower in the Middle , main Dorm is Located Around this Giant Clocktower . While the Dorm may look old on the outside , the Inside is actually an Advanced Facility with White Tiled Floors and panels walls, Various Rooms for Training ,a Cafeteria and Library.

The Clocktower is basically Mission Control containing Technology to sent Students and Their Familiars to various Timelines and Places . Though There's Still often a Magical oddity from Time to time.

Summoned Spirits

Speaking of Which When a Student or Staff First Arrives in Stay Knights they are Paired with a Summoned Spirit by Summoning on a Mystical object called a Holy Grail . This summoned spirit is bound to the Student for Life though can act Independently of Their Master so are Basically counted as Students as most are Human in some way . Most Students only have One , but some Acquire some as Allies during Missions . Summon Spirits can Freely change or add Masters . Their also Independent Summoned Spirits around the Dorm and around DAC.

Student Making

Every student and Staff must be Paired with aleast 1 Summon Spirit partner.

You can make Independent Summoned Spirits as Students but not Human Students.

Variations of Servants and other Characters count as separate Inspos , aka you can Do Saber Artoria but not Lancer

If You choose to any Of Sakura clones ( ex.Bb, Passionlip, Sakura herself) Twst Meltlilth is Thier brother.

Ask if you want to partner up with a stray Summoned Spirits oc.

Taken Inspos

Nero Draco/Merlin&Fou( dorm Supervisor)

Gray from El Melloi Case Files/ Artoria Lancer

Meltlilth /Taisui Xingjun

Maybe

Kama

Astolfo(saber)

Waver/ Iskander

Where to find inspiration

Dorm Uniform

The Colors are not Exclusive to Gender ,infact the only requirement for Colors is that the Uniforms Blacks are kept

You must wear a Shawl ,Jacket or Cardigan even if it Tied around your waist .

The pants and Skirt can be Changed

Dorm Supervisors

Narkos Drago,Twisted off of Nero Draco

The Ever Flamboyant and Eccentric , Supervisor of the Stay Knights Dorm. Narkos is a pompous annoyance to most of the DAC’s Staff.Unfortunately Narkos has the Skills to back up his boasts besides shutting his Mouth .

Merrill, Twisted off of Merlin/Fou

Merrill is a mysterious entity as a Summoned Spirit ? We don’t know what Merrill,he says he’s the Spawn of an Incubus and a human ,he is seemingly Perpetually happy and has an alien aura about him . It’s like he doesn't Completely understand Humanity . But he does seem like a nice Person who likes His Students and Enjoys seeing Summoned spirits Gaining Partners

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Dorm Members

Mani Grayson/ Lawrence Dragoon Twisted off Of Gray and Artoria Lancer

Mani(Ma-knee) is the Dorm Leader of Stay Knights , he may look cold but in Actuality Mani is a timid and gloomy fellow that really hates his own face to point that People not liking his face provides comfort , see Manis was part face was different before but that's long story just know that Manis face now is Face of a king of knight.

Lawrence , was in fact a same king Mani has as face but from Timeline where he wielded a different Weapon and was allowed to Age into Adulthood rather than being stuck as a Teen. Lawrence is a rather Proud individual, almost as pompous as Narakos but you'd be wrong he's A lot more Composed and rational than he Lets on . He likes to flirt to be funny and very interesting

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Melt/Ming Twisted of Meltlilth and Taisui Xingjun also Thier my Fate Grand ocs

Melt is a cold and Arrogant guy who enjoys the spotlight being one of Many Brothers he was often lost in the hustle . Often coming off as Better than everyone else and seeing everyone else as Lesser than him .

Unfortunately, Melt has the wily Ming as a summon spirit Partner , And Ming is more mischievous and Temperamental sort. Ming is often seen as an Annoyance to Melt though he wouldn’t admit that he actually likes Ming’s unpredictability and coarser rebellious attitude. Ming says he’s Part of a god of chaos.

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@deaths-academy-of-combat by @rookvonhunt

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dislifeismid · 2 years

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Dragon boyfriend supremacy

Or, Long mian headcanons that are draconic centered

Warnings: some mentions of pregnancy (not necessarily afab reader, it's just how he feels about it), in general kinda just some generic headcanons both swf and not. otherwise not much. Mian might be a bit ooc i don't have him yet :(

Minors dni

Pairings: Long mian x reader (romantic)

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His horns are his greatest annoyance- they're not super heavy but they're tall enough for him to hit them on a doorframe or something if he's not careful enough. He might have considered freaking filing the things at some early point in gaining them.

His tail often sways behind him, gently. It's a nice way to know that he's calm and unbothered. When he's angry it'l rise and angrily swat instead. Whilst if he's sad it'l drop to the ground lazily dragging across whatever's in it's way...

All his clothes need to be custom made it's so annoying that his tail rides up his spine :( well the fur does. He could wear something over it but it's uncomfortable.

His eyes are hazel as per his illustration god fuck the models in this game they do not transfer the art's vibes properly at all wHY ARE HIS EYES RED(?) ON HIS MODEL? THEY ARE VERY CLEARLY YELLOWISH IN HIS ART

Brush his hair!!!! Your weirdo dragon prince lives that~ be it the fur trailing down his spine, the scales running across his arms, his two-toned fluffy locks or his cool skin, he's all about it!! He often gets lost in thoughts and stresses about nothings and it helps him clear his mind!

You don't understand him and his interests at all probably but he loves you and that's all you need to know yknow? (I say he's possibly got some yandere in there what with his talk of frozen things collection...)

Speaking of, as a dragon prince it's only natural his inner dragoon asks for an heir. Which is probably why i like to assume he tends to prefer females. It's purely selfishness,but like this is Long mian he is not a good person idk what you expect from him. I don't think adoption is something he'd be interested solely because of how selfishly picky he is. If he has a kid it'd better have HIS dna inside god dammit >:C

But if you don't want or cannot get pregnant, if you annoy him enough maybe he'l crack. Unlikely but possible. You just gotta be as stubborn as him.

I don't even think he would mind wether or not he was romantically interested in the woman he'd just get his kid and dip if he's not invested he's not invested.

That being said that thought is definitely ALWAYS on his mind instead of being a lost thought if he's in love with a woman

He can't help it, sometimes your pretty icy dragon will zone out staring at you, images of you full with life running trough his head

Oh, he's all about that gucci life- you'l be dressed just as nicely as him always. It's just his aesthetic. He doesn't like warm colors so don't try to get anything out of him whilst wearing gold or something.

His pupils dilate and contract like a cat 👁‍🗨👁‍🗨

Subconsciously his tail might wrap around something like a snake, coiling around tightly.

His eyes always snap to shiny things, it's something he can't really help much. He doesn't hoard, i think that's a western dragon thing..? But he likes shinies. He can spot a lost coin or his keys for miles.

He is COOOOOLLLLD. Your ice prince is cold and i AM talking about body temperature. (Though he does also have a cold heart and maybe kinda sociopathic tendencies...), the tips of his fingers are blue, wether it's from the cold or a natural coloring that Ao bing brought forth is unclear but either way they are FREEZING.

He actively seeks heat and don't let his look fool you he loves just sitting in the sun. For this he also just really looks for body warmth in a partner, it's so comforting to coil around a little furnace.

He has his moments where he wakes up extra protective. He won't even allow his s/o out if he's not tagging along. You don't know why he suddenly does this 180, but you assume it's a dragon thing.

He puts work before quality time with you but that doesn't mean he won't pay attention to you. If you want to sit by him whilst he does he'l be glad, so long as you don't give him any trouble.

He's great at multitasking and he can even totally zone out while doing something. It's impressive if not offputting..

He can sleep with his eyes open, and he can sleep standing up- but he won't. Sometimes if he's waiting somewhere for a long time he'l doze off whilst leaning against a wall..

His horns are not sensitive. They are horns. They are bone. •_•

His tail though? Whole different story. Like cats he has a lot of nerves in that extremity of his body. It helps him with balancing himself and it's highly sensible to his environment- and it being pulled or tugged makes him think he's being attacked. You should never touch it with no warning less you want to get a bone broken in by a tail swipe.

Oh yeah he has great balance. He can pretty much nail anything related to that- slack rope is child's play to him.

That said he isn't much for physical strength. Sure, he's a dragon, and not just any dragon. But he was still human well at some point. His strongest muscle remains his tail.

He sheds( ONLY HIS TAIL)- usually it comes off in the shower. He's a bit embarrassed if he finds some of it peeling whilst he's talking to someone.

He's hard to read, not very expressive. Mostly expresses emotions trough body language and not tone or face expression.

Sometimes he'l just sit and stare at you. If he does he's either zoned out or thinking of something. Just wait for him to sort out his thoughts.

Get him little matching things! He'l keep them. It's fun to see him whip out his phone and there's a cheesy charm dangling from it.

DOES he have two dicks? The most realistic answer is obliviously no. The more fun answer is yes. Pick your poison.

Either way, he'l have you sobbing

His cum is iridescent, for the record, just like the shine of his scales ♡

It's thick and comes aplenty. Even his pre is ridiculously potent and comes out in a seemjngly constant stream.

He always comes inside.. maybe on you sometimes. Smudging the iridescent liquid until your skin is reflective. He's possessive is what i'm saying

He doesn't bite as much as you might expect from a dragon. But he can. Long snake like fangs that HURT.

He doesn't understand human limits i don't think so establish some boundaries because he does not care about your limit. You could be crying and clawing for dear life and he won't react

So inexpressive. Maybe it's because his dragoon sees sex as something purely for reproduction but the most you'l get is heavy breathing and soft mutterings under his breath (some ramblings to himself, a mix of praise and degradation)

Get a tattoo in his honor and it's all over for him. It's so pretty and it shows you're his ♡

It's kinda offputting just how far derived from his humanity he is but he has his way of love

Always giving you things, albeit he does it so casually it doesn't exactly feel that special

Plz give him cute dragon themed things he loves it. Give him some cute stuffed chubby dragon he won't visibly react besides taking it from you (with both hands, he always gives and receives things with both hands) and eyeing it blankly "thank you very much."

You'l find it sitting on a couch or a shelf 🙏 he doesn't like refusing gifts. More like he can't being himself to.

He's an expensive kinda husband, always spoiling you and expecting to be spoiled with materialistic things.

If you're very clingy and needy, good! He can pretty much deal with any type of lover, he's very adaptive. He also just KNOWS when he finds who he likes, he gets immediately attached and isn't shy to voice it. It's like Ao bing is just screaming "them. Right there. That's ours."

And Long mian is nothing if not a man of action.

#long mian smut #dislyte smut

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watanabes-cum-dump · 13 days

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Doin one of em WoL info thingies

BASICS

Name: Akari Shimisu (former) Elysia Vespera

Nicknames: Morningstar, dove or little dove (coined by Estinien) Ely

Age: 22 (ARR)

Nameday: 1st day of the second Astral Moon

Race: Raen Au Ra

Gender: Female

Orientation: Bi

Profession: Adventurer

APPEARANCE

Hair: Wine red

Eyes: Dark blue + light blue limbal rings

Skin: Tan

Tattoos/scars: A scar on her face from Zenos, but she hides it with glamour

FAMILY

Parents: Mina Shimizu (mother, deceased) Ren Shimizu (father, deceased)

Siblings: Soma Shimizu (older brother)

it should be noted that Elysia is technically disowned from the Shimizu's

Grandparents: (unnamed and irrelevant lol)

In-laws and Other: I guess the Fortemps are kind of her in laws? She was engaged to Haurche before he... yk so I guess them.

(had to sneak in a HaurchElysia screenshot sorry guys)

Pets: Iris (Immortal Flames issued chocobo) Pepper (black chocobo gifted by Haurchefant)

SKILLS

Abilities: Multi job- main ones are White Mage (ARR- middle of Heavensward), Dragoon (middle of Heavensward - Endwalker), and Machinist (post Endwalker and beyond) Her aether often manifests white or colorless (I like to think it's bc she's very light aether aspected due to being Azem's shard) and all her Dragoon skills feature feather motifs rather than dragon ones. Also as a Machinist, I like to think she fights like Mami from Madoka Magica. You know, summoning multiple shotguns, elegance, and the guns coming out from under the skirt bc that's cool as fuck.

Anyways have a screenshot of Machinist Elysia ft. Zenos

Hobbies: She likes to sing! Not a trained singer by any means, but she's pretty okay. (again kinda connected to Azem bc her Azem could sing) She's quite crafty with her hands as well- often makes her own clothes and accessories (in a modern AU I think she would be a fashion student hehehehe)

TRAITS

Most Positive Trait: Her charm????

Most Negative Trait: Uh... how do I explain this? Bc it's not just one trait...

Basically, Elysia is very insecure and fears she is not worthy of anything she has. She puts on this show of a prideful, vain girl but she is deathly afraid of losing everything. This sort of leads her selflessness to becoming self destructive as she actively seeks out increasingly more dangerous enemies to take on.

In addition to all of that, she doesn't really care about the realm. She only fights because she has to- she's the strongest, she's Hydaelyn's chosen; if not her, then who? This leads her to have a certain amount of resentment for the people she's helped since she's suffered so much just to save them.

LIKES

Colors: White, red, pink, dark blue.

Smells: Cherry, milk tea, lavender, pine, fresh snow, the sea

Textures: Any and all silver jewelry-she actually wears quite a lot to the point where it subtly chimes as she walks. (haven't drawn this yet hnnggg) Light fabrics, satins and silks, fur or feathers.

Drinks: Anything fruity tbh

OTHER DETAILS

Smokes: nope

Drinks: Yes! And she can hold her alcohol pretty well since she stayed in Limsa for a bit.

Drugs: no? in other AUs maybe

Mount Issuance: Iris or Pepper

Been Arrested: Haven't thought about it yet but most definitely lmao

#wol elysia vespera #ffxiv #ffxiv oc #warrior of light #wol oc #wol #ffxiv wol

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tonguetiedraven · 1 year

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I would love to see your take on the classic story idea, Rin is summoned by Ryuuji during class~

Sorry it took me so long to fill this! It has gotten a bit long, so it's going to be a two parter ^^

The Circle of Strife

Part: One (you are here), Two

Ryuuji didn’t expect anything to happen. Nothing had happened in his other classes when he’d tried, but he had to do it for dragoon training, and he had to summon something. There wasn’t much point in the rocket if he couldn’t link it to a demon of some sorts. The water demons were the first on his list, and while he’d never felt particularly attached to the water kingdom, he drew the circle out, double checked the old book to confirm he’d done it right, stood up, and lifted his hand. With a quick prayer that this worked (he really couldn’t afford to fail this damn class) he cut his ring finger as neatly as he could and let a few drops of blood fall into the magic circle.

The professor nodded her approval at his magic circle, and that was really all Ryuuji expected to receive out of the process. There was no acing this class with his utter inability to summon any damn thing. He’d have to bust his ass on an enormous and in depth paper to try and salvage his grade.

There wasn’t a lot of time left in this class, but maybe he could get another circle drawn. If something happened with that one, there was still a prayer that he could pass.

Ryuuji shifted to grab his cloth to clear the failed circle and start on the next one, when a flicker of blue light appeared at the center of his overly complicated circle. It was roughly the size of his thumb, and was shaped sort of like a flame he’d expect to see at the top of a candle.

For a moment, he simply blinked at it in confusion, wondering if it was a trick of the lights or another sign that he really just needed glasses. He frowned, moved a little closer, and realized it was not a trick of the light. Confused more than anything, he crouched down to get a better look.

It flared as he drew near. It was giving off the tiniest amount of heat, and he found himself convinced it was a demon, and immediately curious about the type.

"What are you?" He couldn't help but ask, intrigued by the way his breath seemed to affect the flame.

“Oh!” The teacher called, coming back his way with a small smile. "What's that?"

Ryuuji abruptly straightened and pasted on the best smile he could manage. “I’m not certain, yet. I used a, uh, modified version of Nachtnebel’s circle.” It had to be modified because this sure as hell wasn’t the nixie that circle was supposed to summon.

The instructor peered down, frowning a little. The flame had shrunk as Ryuuji drew back. He didn’t feel any different either. Izumo made it sound like summoning should make him tired somehow.

“Feed it something more. That might not have been enough to sustain it. And maybe different components.” She straightened back up. “This shows some promise, Mr. Suguro.”

“Yes, ma’am.” He waited until she’d left to look back at the demon and the circle. It took him a moment to get his phone out of his pocket, but he hastily took as many pictures of the circle as he could. He had no idea what the hell this was, but it was going to work with him and he was going to pass this damn class. Whatever this flicker was, it was his summons now.

Shifting forward, Ryuuji took a breath and exhaled slowly as he pulled a few hairs from his head. (The flame flared again with his breath.) It felt like he should say something before giving the hairs, but all he could think of was eat this and that sounded stupid and he wasn’t going to draw attention to the fact that this wasn’t a water demon any more than he already had.

Ryuuji offered another breath instead, and dropped the hairs into the flame. It lapped them up, sparking and sizzling and burning it up.

It grew twice as large.

“More.”

Ryuuji could hear the word in his head, a growl more than anything else. Rough and raspy and real, something he hadn’t actually expected, despite knowing that this was a summons of some kind. It had him instinctually startling a little, his head jerking back as he tensed.

Holy shit. Ryuuji had actually summoned something. Fuck yeah!

“Hungry.”

Ryuuji didn’t know what the flame wanted. He was a bit loathe to give it more blood, and he didn’t know if hair was what the demon wanted, so he shifted back and reached for his bag, hauling the yakisoba bread he’d packed for his after workout snack out.

“Uh,” What did he say? Shiemi talked to Nee like he was a best friend, and Izumo summoned her familiars with a prayer (even though they talked ot her like she was their annoying little sibling.) “Try this?”

(Why had he made that a question? Ugh.)

Ryuuji set the bread down and pushed it towards the flames. They flared a bit, flickered over the edge of the bread, and then, almost as if had enjoyed the taste, it immediately spread over the entire offering, consuming it and leaving nothing behind. Not even a bit of ash.

Then the flame was abruptly extinguished and Ryuuji swore violently in his head as the teacher came back towards him. Little bastard demon had eaten his food and not given him anything.

“Mr. Suguro?”

Ryuuji turned his head, trying to look like he wasn’t worrying, and opened his mouth, only for there to be a pop, crack, and then a bright and hot flare of fire in the circle. He sprang back and out of it, reeling in surprise.

It wasn’t a small flame this time. It was a damn bonfire. The circle was confining it, but its flames were roaring towards the ceiling in a dramatic display.

Accompanied with that dramatic display was a screech in Ryuuji’s head that had his hands flying up to press against the sides of his head. Something that might have been freedom! was roared in his head, and something formed inside of the angry swirl of flames.

“Suguro!” Miss Yamada snapped, “Control your summons!”

Ryuuji had no idea how to do that outside of breaking the circle, and he sure as hell wasn’t going to do that. It’d be as good as admitting defeat and he was going to get this summons to listen to him and he was going to pass this damn class, and he was never going to have to bother with this stupid subject again.

“SHUT UP!” He mentally bellowed, hoping that would help something. The screaming in his head stopped, and a much angrier voice replaced it.

“Let me go!”

Well, whatever he’d summoned was intelligent as well as hot tempered. “I can’t right now, so just calm the hell down. You’ve been summoned. Stop the screeching and flame thing.”

There was another snarl in his mind, and then an abrupt silence. The flames receded, revealing a boy about his age. He had dark black hair, bright blue eyes, freckled skin, a long black tail with a tuft at the end kind of like a lion, and sharp claws. He was in a hoodie and slacks, barefoot, with a curious expression on his face.

Definitely not a nixie.

The books had said to introduce himself and assert his position, so he straightened up, broadening his stance and giving the demon a stern look. (Hopefully not a glare. He didn’t want to look mean. He needed this demon’s help to pass the damn class.)

“I am Ryuuji Suguro, and I have summoned you and have… mastery over you.” The hesitation wasn’t going to help anything, and those words didn’t sound right at all. Ryuuji firmed his gaze (definitely a glare now) and crossed his arms over his chest. “Tell me your name.”

The demon tilted its head in assessment before promptly giving a toothy smile. “I’m Rin, Ryuuji.”

Ryuuji’s cheeks went a bit pink. “Suguro. Call me Suguro. Now…” Miss Yamada was standing right next to him and judging him and he didn’t know what to do. He didn’t know anything about Rin or how to link him to his firearms. He knew the steps but it was something he had to have Rin help him with. He needed to have a connection and an agreement with this demon.

Rin was just staring at him, that smile—smirk? Was it a smirk? —firmly in place. Rin was staring at him expectantly and seemed to know how much Ryuuji wasn’t sure what to do.

Ryuuji swallowed and stood straight. “Can you make me a small flame?”

Rin held his hand up and summoned a flame in his hand. A vaguely humanoid looking flame.

Ryuuji. Rin had made a small flame version of him. Cocky bastard. Damn it, that was funny and clever.

“Thank you,” he said, choosing not to acknowledge the joke in front of his professor. She was still watching them, but looked more approving now that Ryuuji was interacting with Rin and Rin seemed to be listening.

Rin looked a bit surprised at the thanks, and Ryuuji could work with that. He could work with Rin.

Almost as if he knew what Ryuuji was thinking, Rin gave him a fang filled smile, all bright and challenging. Ryuuji was excited to meet that challenge.

— — — — —

“Alright, Rin,” Ryuuji poured the peach juice into the center of the circle. “We got a lot of ground to cover and no time to do it.” He had two weeks before the finals of this class and they had to be impressive for him to pass well.

The flame flared and sparked and devoured the juice before extinguishing and then reforming as the demon that looked like a teenager. He was in a hooded jacket today and a skull tshirt. The jeans were ripped, and he was still bare foot.

“Alright, you’re here. Now—”

“I’m not some kinda pet you can just call.”

Ryuuji immediately scowled. “You have to listen to me. I’m your master.”

Rin plopped down on the ground. “I may be stuck in here, but I don’t hafta do anything.”

“Do so!”

Rin shoved his nose up in the air. “I’m not doing anything. And I’m hungry.”

Ryuuji focused his will. As long as he was resolved… “Get up!”

“No!”

“You have to listen to me. I’m the tamer and I’m—”

Rin rolled his eyes and plopped over on his stomach, curling his legs up behind himself and propping a hand on his chin like he was about to listen to the latest gossip.

“I don’t have to listen to you. I just can’t turn on you. Now come on! Food in Gehenna is all shit. Just give me something?”

Ryuuji was not going to be bossed around by his own summons. He wasn’t Izumo.

“Fine!” he snapped, stomping away from the circle to his bag. Rin perked up, clearly getting the wrong idea, and slouched right back down as Ryuuji sat next to his bag. He pulled a book out and flipped it open, giving Rin another glare.

“Just sit there. You can’t get out of the circle until I figure out why it summoned you, and if you’re not going to work with me, then I’m going to figure out why I got you and not a nixie.”

Rin promptly sat up and glared. “What?! You’re just going to leave me trapped in here?”

Ryuuji ignored him and flipped through the pages to reach the section on Nachtnebel’s circle. He had to figure out what he’d done wrong first.

“Hey! Don’t ignore me!” There was a blinding burst of blue light to meet the complaint, enough that Ryuuji reared back a little.

Ryuuji had grown up with Shima, and he wasn’t about to make it that easy for Rin to distract him. He stubbornly looked back at his book, trusting the circle to hold Rin and knowing he just had to break the circle to unsummon the demon.

It was at least ten minutes before the flames dimmed down. Ryuuji spent most of it not reading anything and just glaring at the book pages. When they did dim down, the grumbling didn’t, but Ryuuji was able to concentrate on the symbols in front of him and compare them to the sketch of his circle.

There were three symbols he’d transcribed incorrectly. Three out of a hundred, and they’d apparently summoned whatever Rin was.

He looked up, frowning at Rin, and realized the demon had gone silent at some point. Rin was hunched over, covered with flames, and miserable looking. He didn’t look entirely solid either.

Something a bit guilty twisted through Ryuuji’s gut. He was responsible for the demon being stuck here, and he was responsible for why the demon looked like he did. He’d given Rin enough to materialize, but the containment circle was also keeping him from properly absorbing Ryuuji’s energy to sustain his full self.

Exhaling loudly, Ryuuji opened his bag up and peered inside until he found the bottle of ramune soda. He broke it open and got to his feet, immediately earning Rin’s attention.

“Don’t bite me,” he warned, and tentatively stuck his hand through the circle’s barrier. He tossed the bottle to Rin, spilling a bit of the soda, but Rin caught it and gave him a quizzical look.

“It’s a drink.”

“Why?” Rin asked in immediate suspicion that annoyed Ryuuji.

“Just drink it!” He couldn’t do anything nice.

Rin did, and immediately sneezed before looking at the drink in extreme curiosity. “It bubbles!”

“Fizz. Carbonation. It won’t hurt you.”

Rin took another swig and sneezed again before laughing a little. He promptly squashed the happy noise and gave Ryuuji a suspicious look before downing it all.

Rin wiped at his mouth with the back of his hand and gave an approving nod. Then, after a grumpy moment, he set the bottle down and crossed his arms with a glare to the side.

“Thanks,” he muttered like it hurt a little to say.

“No problem,” Ryuuji returned, and well, it was a start.

— — — — —

The trick to working with Rin was entirely food and drinks. Didn’t even seem to entirely matter what type, as long as Ryuuji brought some. Rin got snippy quickly if Ryuuji was too ‘bossy’ but he was quick to do what Ryuuji asked when it was presented like a challenge.

By the third summons, Ryuuji actually got Rin to summon a small ball of fire in his hands. Granted, Rin immediately threw it at him when he clapped in his approval, but he’d still summoned it because Ryuuji had told him to. Ryuuji gave him pocky for that and started to ramble about all the things he wanted to try and all the information he’d found on the blue flames (precious little) only to blush bright red when Rin laughed and called him a nerd. (But… he did it in a tone that was… friendly? Something that made Ryuuji blush a bit more and cross his arms in embarrassment and mutter about grades.)

The fourth summons was almost entirely amicable, and the fifth was entirely fun. He got another few fireballs sent his way, but they were clearly meant to miss, and Rin showed off by sending a few from his tail as well as his hands.

And then Ryuuji tried to summon Rin again in class. — — — — —

Miss Yamada was standing a meter or so away, watching as he drew out the modified circle. Ryuuji tried to appear confident, even though he was anything but. He still wasn’t even positive he was ever drawing the circle correctly. (Incorrectly? It was a modified version of a standard circle, so could it really be considered to ever be done correctly?

There was also Rin’s wildness to consider, but Ryuuji had to summon consistently to pass this class, and he was going to pass this damn class. If Rin made too much of a fuss, Ryuuji would summon him while he did his homework, make him sit there with nothing to do, and not give Rin any of the good snacks. Just the Mephy brand rice crackers that tasted like styrofoam. (He wouldn't. That would be cruel even for the worst kind of demon. Rin seemed pretty far from the worst kind of demon.)

Blue flames consumed his offering of blood and a pack of pocky. Rin appeared with his apparently signature scowl and a lash of his tail. There was a teasing quality to it Ryuuji had seen in their last summons (when he’d dodged the fireball) and he returned it with his own smirk, only to watch Rin eyes dart to Miss Yamada and that teasing quality entirely evaporate. Rin’s arms crossed over his chest (he was wearing the hooded jacket with a faded band shirt today) and his claws dug into his arms as he glared off to the side with a low growl.

“Rin,” Ryuuji said as clearly as he could, confused by the obvious aggression (he’d bothered to get pocky. Rin seemed to like it best.) “Summon a fireball in your palm.”

Rin didn’t move for a very long moment. Far too long with Ryuuji’s teacher so close.

“Rin,” Ryuuji tried again, reaching into his bag for the soda. “Summon a fireball in your palm.”

Rin’s eyes met his, flaring with flames as his lip pulled back in a snarl. “No.”

What the hell? They’d gotten past this — or Ryuuji had hoped they had.

“Rin—”

Rin stomped his foot against the ground and screeched a loud NO! as a wall of flames shot towards Ryuuji. They stayed in the circle’s barrier, so at least he had proof he was still doing that correctly. Still, they roared up to the ceiling, leaving singe marks on the wooden ceiling and making everyone else rear back in shock and fear.

“Rin!” Ryuuji snapped, confused and worried. (And angry because they were in front of other people and Rin was deliberately being an ass.)

"No!" Rin growled back.

"Suguro," Miss Yamada frowned at him. "Do you not have control of this demon? You cannot waver."

"I have control." Ryuuji said even though he was certain he didn't. "Rin's just goofing. Right?" He gave Rin a hard look. This had to work and he needed Rin to at least pretend to be civil.

(And they'd sort of been getting along. He thought Rin had understood and been willing to help for food.)

Rin bared his fangs, and Ryuuji wasn't sure if it was at him or the teacher.

"Get him under control, Suguro, or we’ll have to get someone else to study his kingdom, class, and order.” Miss Yamada snapped her book shut and gave them both a disapproving look as Ryuuji's heart thumped in alarm. “And your grade will suffer.”

#bonrin #my tumblr prompts #ao no exorcist #blue exoricst #bon x rin #bonfire #ryuuji suguro #ryuji suguro #rin okumura #ane #aoex #aoe #bon suguro #bon will do whatever it takes to pass a class #and now the stakes are higher.

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msviolacea · 1 year

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The Azure Dragon

(Not to be confused with the Azure Dragoon, FFXIV folks.)

Fandom: Ikemen Sengoku

Pairing: Masamune/MC

Written for: @the12thnightproject, as part of @flash-exchange

Notes: One of the prompts we were given for this exchange was to write something inspired by the Chinese Zodiac. I immediately thought about Dragon, because I'm a Dragon, and that led me to an obvious association. I looked into some Japanese dragon lore for more inspiration, and, well, here we are.

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The whole thing was my fault. Hideyoshi told me to stay in town, but then a girl ran by, chasing her lost cat, and I couldn't just ignore her. So that's how I ended up in a field on the outside of town, my kimono stained green from the grass. We had just convinced the kitty to accept a nice hunk of fish, when I heard the telltale sound of a sword unsheathing.

(I have been in this time period too long, I thought, as panic bubbled up, if swords sound that familiar.)

When I looked up, five men surrounded us. I pushed the girl behind me, but one of the men only laughed. "We don't care about her. We just want Nobunaga's woman."

Okay, that was terrifying, but also - "Why, why does everyone think I belong to-"

Before I could finish, a large shadow appeared over us, moving faster than clouds should. Naturally, we looked up.

"Holy shit," I breathed.

The head bandit's voice shook, barely audible over the sudden roar from above. "Seiryū?"

The dragon - the honest-to-god, actual real live dragon above us - dove towards him.

Everyone else scattered. I was frozen, torn between awe and terror. The dragon easily caught its prey, mouth closing over the man's body even as it landed.

The word escaped before I even knew I was yelling. "Stop!!"

The dragon looked at me. I noted that it - he - was holding the man lightly between his teeth, hard enough to keep him in place, not enough to pierce. But more, I noticed his eye; his solitary eye, a shockingly familiar blue, the other socket an empty shell. Dreaming, I decided, feeling faint. I am definitely dreaming. But, just in case … "Don't kill him," I begged. "Just … take him away. He's too scared to do anything else."

"Yes! Absolutely! Never ever -"

The dragon huffed a loud, warm sigh, and took off into the sky as the bandit's plea was cut short. I watched as he flew to the edge of the forest just beyond my sight. Once I was alone, I pinched my arm, hard. "Ouch! Okay, maybe not a dream." I turned around to see the little girl hovering at the edge of the field, watching me with wide, terrified eyes. "Go!" I told her, motioning towards town. "I'm okay, I promise, he won't hurt me." She hesitated for a moment, then turned and ran, cat secure in her arms.

I turned back just in time for the dragon to land a few feet away, no bandits in tow. "I promise I didn't kill him, kitten, but I won't pretend I don't find a bit of satisfaction knowing that he'll be running in soiled breeches." His voice vibrated through me - loud, resonant, lower in tone than usual, but otherwise entirely recognizable.

"Masamune! What are … how -"

"What am I? Isn't it obvious?"

"A dragon???" My hands flailed about in the air. "When were you going to tell me you're an actual dragon?? Or even that dragons even exist?"

"Oh, they don't exist where you come from? That's a little concerning." But he chuckled all the same. "You know now. And maybe you know not to wander out here by yourself."

"I didn't mean to, I just -"

"Yes, I know. You just." The gleaming azure eye filled with the same mischief I was used to from his human form. "Come on, want a ride?" When I narrowed my eyes at him, he laughed in that strange but comforting dragon voice. "Flying, kitten. Do you want to fly?"

Did I want to? With no saddle or safety or … who was I kidding, this was Masamune. If there was one thing he'd taught me, it was to take chances. And this one would let me fly on a dragon. I took a deep breath. "Okay."

Masamune waited until I was astride - my most intimate parts pressed against his surprisingly soft scales - to say, "We'll talk about the other sort of ride later." His voice vibrated through my body along with the implication, and I made an embarrassing noise.

He was still laughing as he launched us into the air.

#ikemen sengoku #masamune date #ikemen masamune #ikesen #ikesen masamune #look ma i wrote something again #it's a november miracle

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princess-of-the-corner · 3 months

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Kingdom Hearts II: Final Mix Recap: Beast's Castle (Beauty and the Beast)

We open on Belle in her room, wearing the iconic yellow ballgown as she hums a tune I don’t recognize.

“I hope tonight goes well,” the Wardrobe notes.

“So do I,” Belle replies, “But I wonder why he’s so nervous.”

“The master does have his shy side, you know,” the Wardrobe points out.

Meanwhile, in the Entrance Hall, the Beast is in his iconic blue suit, pacing nervously.

While there is voice acting for the Beast nervously growling…

“Hey there!” a VA-less textbox reads.

The Beast turns to see Sora, Donald, and Goofy walk up.

Donald looks around.

“No Heartless and no Nobodies!” he declares.

“I think they’re close, though…” Goofy remarks.

“Better watch out!” Sora cautions as he folds his hands behind his head.

Beast turns towards the stairs.

In order to continue the story, you must use the “Approach” Reaction Command.

Donald asks what Beast is so mad about.

Beast just wants to know what SDG are doing here.

Sora explains that they’re looking for a way into the Nobodies’ world.

Beast’s just turns his back and “hmphs” in response.

This leads into a fully voice acted cutscene.

Belle descends the stairway.

“Tonight is very important,” Beast explains to SDG, before ascending the stairs to meet Belle in front of the ballroom.

The two link arms and step into the ballroom.

“Uh, maybe we came at a bad time,” Goofy remarks.

“Well, there’s only one way to find out,” Donald replies, before rushing up the stairs.

“Donald!” Sora calls after him, before he and Goofy give chase.

Cut to the ballroom, the camera zooms up to the ceiling, dives through the chandelier, and sweeps over the ballroom to zoom in on Belle and the Beast.

“Now then, Monsieur, Mademoiselle,” Lumiere opens as he stands alongside Cogsworth, Mrs. Potts, and Chip (not the chipmunk), “Please, enjoy the evening.”

They then notice SDG, Goofy awkwardly waving while Donald folds his hands behind the back of his head.

“And of course, our honored guests are welcome, too,” Lumiere adds.

“A welcome indeed,” Xaldin remarks.

Beast and Belle embrace in fright.

Sora dashes into the middle of the ballroom and looks around, before finding the Nobody in question looking down on the ballroom from the upper level.

“The Organization!” Sora declares.

“You don’t know when to quit,” Xaldin remarks.

“Oh yeah!” Donald replies, “We’ll show you!”

Beast glares at Xaldin.

“Get out!” he roars as he lets go of Belle to run at him.

“Not tonight!” Belle… “Grumbles” doesn’t feel like the right word, but she says that upsettedly.

Xaldin snaps his fingers, and three never-before-seen Nobodies drop in from Corridors of Darkness.

Beast swats them away, but there are two Dusks and three more of the new Nobodies already surrounding him, Sora, Donald, and Goofy.

“I’ve come to take something you hold very dear,” Xaldin announces.

Beast roars in response.

“Yes,” Xaldin remarks as he disappears into a Corridor of Darkness, “Let your anger grow…”

“Beast! We’ve got to get rid of these guys first!” Sora reminds him.

Beast is in his party (wearing his regular outfit, rather than the fancy suit), and you’re given a chance to toggle your party as needed before officially starting the battle.

As implied by the never-before-seen Nobodies, new Nobodies are introduced here: Dragoons.

Dragoons wear dragon-headed hoods (which makes it look as though they have faces on their necks), wings sprouting from their backs, and they also wield lances.

They primarily attack with their lances, occasionally jumping and diving down like a Final Fantasy Dragoon, and a couple of their attacks leave behind white orbs.

These white orbs give the “Learn” Reaction Command, which turns “Attack” into “Jump”.

Jump leads to Sora copying the signature move of the dragoons of Final Fantasy fame, leaping into the air and diving down onto his target, Keyblade first.

You can use Learn to stack up to 10 Jumps. Once you run out of Jumps, “Jump” reverts back to “Attack”.

Very rarely, they’ll drop a “Nobody Lance”, a Staff for Donald. It gives +5 Strength, +5 Magic, and Item Boost.

After the battle, another textbox cutscene:

“Where’s Belle!?” Sora asks.

“Over here!” Belle answers.

She walks in from the balcony, with Lumiere, Mrs. Potts, Chip, and Cogsworth following closely behind her.

“Whew, she’s okay,” Sora notes.

“Guess Xaldin didn’t take anything after all,” Goofy notes.

The Beast visibly gasps and runs out of the room.

“What’s wrong?” Sora asks.

Belle rushes after him.

“Belle?” Sora questions, “What’s with them?”

“Maybe Belle isn’t the only thing precious to the Beast,” Goofy suggests.

“C’mon!” Donald invites.

Beast has left the party.

In order to progress the story, you need to go to the Beast’s Room.

The Beast is pacing angrily. He roars and slams the ground.

“What’s wrong?” Belle asks.

Beast growls and seethes.

“Please, calm down!” Belle begs.

The Beast swipes through the air to shove his cape out of the way, unknowingly swiping close to Belle’s face.

“Calm down?” he snaps, “You just had to have a party, didn’t you? Do you see what’s happened?”

“Hey,” Sora interjects, “What’s with you?”

“The rose…” Beast answers, “My rose…”

The camera cuts over to where the Enchanted Rose once was, only for the rose itself to be gone.

“What, that?” Sora asks, “He took it?”

“But surely, you can find another rose…” Belle replies.

“Silence!” Beast snaps as he swipes through the air (his claws coming pretty close to Sora’s chest), “You don’t know anything!”

Sora jumps between Beast and Belle.

“That’s not fair, Beast,” Sora scolds, “Don’t take it out on Belle! It’s not like she stole it!”

Beast growls and covers his eyes.

“I’m sorry,” Belle replies.

“You don’t have to apologize,” Sora insists.

Beast averts his eyes.

“Belle… Sora…” he opens, much calmer than earlier, “I want you to leave the castle.”

Belle is visibly shocked at that order.

“Look at me. Look,” Beast continues, “This is what I am.

“When you first got here, I tried to change.

“But I was only fooling myself. I can’t be any different.

“I’ll always be a beast. So, I should live like a beast.

“With no one, alone.

“Good-bye, Belle.”

“You can’t mean that…” Belle protests.

Beast tries to meet her gaze, but can’t bring himself too.

“Aw, I think his mind’s all made up,” Goofy whispers into Sora’s ear.

“Yeah,” Sora acknowledges, before turning to Belle, “Look Belle. Leave this to us.

“If we can get the Beast’s rose back, he’ll calm down.”

Belle shoots a sad look over her shoulder, before walking out.

Out in the West Wing, we see Mrs. Potts, Cogsworth, and Lumiere.

“Poor child,” Mrs. Potts remarks.

Belle walks up to the trio, waves, and continues on her way.

“How could it come to this?” Cogsworth wonders.

“And they were so looking forward to this evening…” Lumiere remarks.

“Now, now – no need to be so sad,” Mrs. Potts assures, “Once the rose is back safely, this will all be over.”

Sora asks what’s so special about the rose, and the others explain the extra details for the curse.

Namely, the fact that the Beast has until the last petal falls to love and be loved in return.

As such, the Beast has had to take good care of the rose, and it became a cherished part of his day-to-day life. It’s the embodiment of all his hopes and dreams. As long as that rose is alive, there’s hope that he can regain his humanity.

Sora is now even MORE determined to help the Beast get it back, but also acknowledges that they can’t get it back without the Beast.

“If it’s that important to him, he has to do it himself.”

If you go back into the Beast’s Room, you’ll notice something in the back right corner.

An Absent Silhouette, this one depicting a scythe.

When passing through this one, Sora is transported to a smaller version of the Station to Oblivion, where he fought the Specter.

Petals swirl around the Absent Silhouette until it transforms into Marluxia.

At the start of the battle, Marluxia teleports to Sora’s side and whispers something into his ear.

A number equal to Sora’s current level materializes over his head.

Marluxia has just cast Doom on Sora.

Now, every time Sora is hit, in addition to his HP decreasing, the number above his head will drop by one.

If it drops to zero, Sora will be instantly killed.

Making matters worse, Marluxia has some attacks which will ONLY lead into combos if they hit Sora, meaning that even if you have abilities that’ll keep Sora alive at 1 HP, he can STILL get instakilled by Doom.

Marluxia attacks with his scythe, but can also generate thorny vines, sink into the ground and spin his scythe like a buzzsaw blade to strike Sora, and also create red circles that will produce danger zones that damage anyone standing in them when their insides turn black.

Marluxia’s most powerful attack has him float behind Sora while the lights are dim, firing off fifteen petal geysers consecutively (forcing Sora to keep moving) and then throwing his scythe at Sora as the finishing blow.

Whenever Marluxia rests, Sora can run up to him to use one of two Reaction Commands:

Aerial Strike: Prompted when Sora runs up to Marluxia while he’s resting. Sora attacks Marluxia three times and knocks him back, acting as a finisher.

Restore Count: Prompted when Sora approaches Marluxia’s scythe while he’s resting. Sora steals it, slashes Marluxia with it, knocks him back, and then throws the scythe at Marluxia. This deals no damage to Marluxia, but raises the Doom Counter by 13, allowing Sora to absorb more hits before he’s insta-killed.

When Marluxia is defeated, he reverts back to his Absent Silhouette, which fades into pink petals.

Defeating Marluxia’s Absent Silhouette rewards Sora with +1 Drive Gauge, Donald with +3 Max HP, and Goofy with +3 Max HP. He also leaves behind another “Lost Illusion” synthesis material, and the “Eternal Blossom”, another synthesis recipe.

This allows Sora to synthesize the Full Bloom, an accessory that gives +3 strength and +10 AP. (The upgraded version gives MP haste as well.)

Using the “Persuade” Reaction Command on the Beast continues the story.

“Hey, Beast,” Sora greets.

The Beast groans.

“Leave me alone,” he mopes.

“C’mon, you need to hear this,” Sora continues, “You used to be fearless. You would have given your life to save Belle. Don’t you know what that meant to us? You gave us all courage.

“Hmph, maybe you should have kept some for yourself.

“I mean, are you really gonna throw your happiness away?

“The rose is your only hope, isn’t it? Well, it’s the only hope for Cogsworth and the others, too.

“So, don’t throw away your last chance. Remember what it was like before Belle lived here?”

The Beast looks up, his face hardening into a more determined expression.

“See?” Sora continues, “You can’t give up. Not now.”

“I know one thing,” Beast replies.

“What?” Sora asks.

“This castle belongs to me!” Beast answers as he turns to face Sora, “Xaldin will NEVER be welcome here.”

And it would appear as though I was wrong about Circle of Life being the only mid-Disney world Keyblade, because this rewards Sora with Rumbling Rose.

Rumbling Rose grants +5 Attack, +0 Magic, and Finishing Plus (allows the user to unleash an additional combo finisher after landing a combo finisher).

Reminder: humanoid bosses in this game have Revenge Values which are triggered every few Finishers. Think VERY carefully about what fights you take this Keyblade into.

You also get the Castle Walls Map, granting access to your minimap in the area surrounding the Castle.

Beast rejoins the party.

In order to progress the story, you need to go to the Entrance Hall.

“So Beast… You came after all.” Xaldin comments as he holds the rose, standing atop a windowsill above the doors to the ballroom, “You had me worried. I was afraid you’d given up for good.”

The Beast looks up at Xaldin and growls at his nemesis.

“What do you guys really want?” Sora shouts.

“… Kingdom Hearts,” Xaldin answers.

That shocks Sora.

Xaldin FINALLY lowers his hood, revealing a head covered in black hair, with dreadlocks coming out of both the top of his head AND his sideburns.

“When Kingdom Hearts is ours, we can exist fully and completely.”

Donald lets out a confused quack as he shares a glance with Goofy.

“So you see, Beast – that’s why we need your Heartless AND your Nobody!”

Cue Nobody swarm as “Desire for All That is Lost” plays.

When the last Nobody falls, Xaldin gracefully lands in front of the doors leading out to the courtyard, smirks at the Beast, then waltzes right on out with the rose, closing the door behind him.

I suggest you save before following him.

Sora, Donald, Goofy, and the Beast fan out to look for Xaldin as soon as you exit the castle.

Goofy notices Belle moping up on her balcony, back in her casualwear.

She notices Goofy motioning at her to hide and, remembering that Beast ordered her to leave (even if he seems to have calmed down enough to work with Sora and the others) decides to go back into her room, only to find the rose is also with her on the balcony.

She grins, picks it up and calls down to the others to reveal that she found the rose.

The second Beast notices, Xaldin clamps a hand over Belle’s mouth.

“Belle!” the Beast cries out in horror.

Xaldin, having everything he needs for his plan, leaps from Belle’s balcony and over the walls outside the castle in a single bounc.

The Beast, tired of Xaldin’s game chases after them, SHOVES his way through the siege gates (meant to stand up to BATTERING RAMS) with his shoulder, allowing the party to chase Xaldin out onto the Bridge.

“You!” the Beast growls at Xaldin, “Get out of my castle, now!”

“With pleasure,” Xaldin replies, holding the rose with one arm and Belle with the other, “but I’d rather travel light…

“What shall I leave behind?

“Belle?

“Or the rose?”

The Beast growls and sees the fear on Belle’s face.

“Belle!” he answers, charging at Xaldin in case this is another trick.

Belle, equally sick of Xaldin meddling in her love life, elbows him in the gut, grabs the rose, and runs right past the Beast, Sora, Donald, and Goofy with an audacious grin on her face so it won’t be damaged in the coming brawl.

“Good one, Belle!” Sora cheers.

With Belle safely out of the way, the Beast charges Xaldin and attempts to gore him with a slash of his claws.

Xaldin leaps out of the way, landing further down the bridge.

With a sweep of his arms, he conjures six tornados around himself, and transforms the whirlwinds into lances.

The lances shoot up into the air.

He grabs one into his right hand, two into his left, and lets the remaining three hover in the breeze around him.

Xaldin attacks primarily with thrusts of his lances, Dragoon Jumps, and blasts of wind.

He can shoot a slow-moving ball of air that homes in on Sora.

Very rarely, he can also combine his lances into a draconic mecha, ride atop its head, and fire a sweeping whirlwind beam across the bridge.

However, some of his attacks will give the “Learn” Reaction Command, allowing Sora to stock up “Jumps” to hit Xaldin with.

Be warned, he is invincible while riding his lances.

Additionally, this is another battle the King can save Sora from.

This is by far one of the hardest boss fights in the whole game, so if ANY boss battle will prompt multiple Mickey Mouse rescues, it’ll be this one.

You can also SPAM Learn in this battle for as long as it’s up, and uses MULTIPLE Jumps if necessary. Jump can even be used to dodge Xaldin’s attacks and damage him in turn.

Be warned, he has access to KH1’s version of Aeroga, meaning he can wrap himself in a barrier of pure wind that deals damage on impact.

Defeating Xaldin earns Sora +5 Max HP and a Reflect Element (upgrading “Reflect” into “Reflera”), Donald Auto Healing (heals party members when they are not an active member of the user’s party), Goofy +4 Max HP, and Beast +25 Max HP.

Xaldin’s six lances all stab into the ground in a circle around him and glow as each one evaporates into a beam of light.

Xaldin can only scream as he fades from existence, vanishing into a gust of wind.

Secret Ansem Report 4:

The distant days spent in that beautiful paradise are an illusion to me now.

How long have I been here, banished to the realm of nothingness?

It is only by relying upon my anger and hatred that I have been able to retain my sense of self here where all existence is nullified.

My heart is being overcome with hatred toward my apprentices, possessed by the darkness, and with the anger I feel for stupidly allowing myself to be betrayed.

Is this darkness, eating away at my heart?

I cannot continue to idle away my time here.

What are Xehanort and the others attempting to do?

I must unravel the mystery of these Ansem’s Reports, intercept my apprentices, and defeat them.

That is my mission…the only way to repay the world for my sins.

Those beings who lack hearts—the Heartless—must be the key.

The darkness of the heart, made flesh. Cursed shadows who not only lack hearts, but multiply by seizing hearts from any and all living things.

Where have they come from, and where are they going?

Three elements combine to create a life: a heart, a soul, and a body.

But what of the soul and body left behind when the heart is lost?

When the soul leaves the body, its vessel, life gives way to death, but what about when the heart leaves?

A being does not perish when its heart leaves its body. The heart alone disappears into the darkness.

There is little time.

If I remain in this realm much longer, I will certainly learn these answers the hard way.

My heart is already a captive of the darkness.

Back in the courtyard, Belle returns the rose to the Beast as Sora, Donald, Goofy, Lumiere, Cogsworth, Mrs. Potts, and Chip look on.

“Here, it’s yours again,” Belle says as she hands it over.

“Belle…” Beast opens.

“I know,” Belle interrupts, “You want me to leave the castle.”

The Beast grunts as the others look on with worried expressions.

“What matters is… You weren’t hurt by Xaldin…” he explains, “You’re safe.”

The others silently urge him to keep talking.

“And… I’m grateful to you…” Beast continues, “for bringing the rose back to me.

“Thank you.”

Belle giggles.

“It’s the least I could do,” she replies, Beast having placed the rose back on the ground and out of the way while it was out of frame, “You’ve been good to me. And you didn’t have to be.”

“Listen, Belle…” Beast opens.

“Yes?” Belle replies.

The Beast awkwardly tries to articulate his response, and then shoots a glance over at the others for guidance.

“Say it!” Sora tells him.

“Go on!” Lumiere adds.

“C’mon!” Donald urges.

“You can do it!” Mrs. Potts encourages.

“We have confidence!” Cogsworth throws in.

“Don’t be bashful, now,” Goofy instructs.

Beast steels his nerves.

“Belle, I’d like you to stay… With me… Please?”

Belle’s face brightens up even more.

She offers her hand, Beast takes it.

“I will.”

The Beast smiles that big, goofy grin that should not be as endearing as it is with all those razor-sharp teeth, but he just looks adorable.

“Maestro – music!” Lumiere calls out.

Belle and the Beast finally get to share that dance as an instrumental version of “Beauty and the Beast” plays. They might not be wearing their iconic outfits from the dance scene, they might not be in the courtyard instead of the ballroom, but they’ve earned this moment.

“Hey, did you see that look on Belle’s face when she grabbed that rose?” Sora asks, his hands folded behind his head as he watches his friends dance.

“Huh?” Donald quacks.

“Yep,” Goofy answers, “she sure was havin’ fun, all right.”

“She is rather unique, isn’t she?” Lumiere remarks.

“Always ready for a little adventure,” Mrs. Potts adds.

“The two of them do seem made for each other,” Cogsworth comments.

“Yeah, they sure do,” Sora agrees.

The camera zooms out from the Beast and Belle as the instrumental fades out.

Beast’s Castle’s story is finally complete.

Back on the world map, Olympus Coliseum finally reappears.

“Hey everybody!” Chip alerts SDG, “I’m picking up a strange reading.”

“Are you sure?” Dale asks, “Let me see!”

“Look – it’s all cloudy and kinda fuzzy,” Chip explains.

“Prob’ly just a glitch,” Dale remarks.

“I don’t know…” Chip comments.

If you fly up to the top of the World Map, past Twilight Town, something is starting to materialize there.

I NEED more batb stories where Belle throws hands with someone tbh. (if we’re not doing a KH crossover, I highly suggest the Enchantress).

#submission

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meowww-ffxiv · 2 months

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Theodore in combat zone is usually fully helmeted and armored, so you don't see his face at all.

During HW he was also in the classic dragoon artifact gear, but the one that's tinted blue instead of Estinien's black and purple. And he's also fully helmed then.

So Theodore would take off his helmet and there's the most generic good-looking white boy under there. And Estinien would take off his helmet and there's the most scrunkly-ass looking yet somehow still incredibly hot white boy under there.

Meowdred who experiences no sexual or romantic attraction but still has a more objective understanding of people's aesthetic appeal/beauty: *measuring the space between Estinien's eyebrows with a ruler*

Estinien: What are you doing.......

Meowdred: By all means you shouldn't look handsome. Weirdly enough, I think you do. So maybe your features are very uniform in distance and proportions? I'm gonna measure it.

Estinien: Theodore. Get this weird cat off me.

Theodore: Just push him off. As you can see, I am busy [putting on lip gloss].

#ysayle be like 😒 this was ishgard's strongest warriors?#ysayle and alphinaud each firmly believed they were the most normal people on that field trip

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scrollsfromarebornrealm · 5 months

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This might be a weird ask, but would be willing to tell us a bit about how Brucemont and Sebastian ended up hooking up? I feel like there is A Story there and I love reading about your OCs and the walnuttery they get up to XDDD

Aaah, thank you!

As for Seb and Brucemont... (honestly this is the second time I've written mlm before so please forgive me if this doesn't read smooth >_<)

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The gunbreaker was...cute. Very cute. Brucemont snagged a glass of wine from a tray that passed by him. The Fortemps' Heavensturn party was in full swing around him, one of the few social gatherings Brucemont actually felt comfortable at. House Fortemps was known to host a good event, and given that they were the foster-house of the Warrior of Light, he could find actual conversation other than the latest highborn scandals.

"Hush, you." Brucemont chided. Besides I'm only looking.

<Sebastian Astralyas, the final Warrior of Light amongst the Scions, battle brother to Riven, Augustine, Reinhardt and Mathye.> Bastion rattled off. <And he's single.> Brucemont's eyes widened in surprise.

How did you--

<The gossip columns do provide useful information if you know where to look.> Bastion said smugly. <Now if you're going to see if you can nibble on him, I'm going to take a nap.> Brucemont didn't respond to the gibe, scrutinizing Sebastian again with a newfound respect. To be named a Warrior of Light and stand on par with Riven and her fellows meant that the man had to be a peerless warrior. Martial skill was an attractive quality to many Ishgardians, Brucemont included. As another tray passed by him, the dragoon snatched up another wineglass. Then he stride purposefully over to where the gunbreaker was.

"You look like you might enjoy this." He offered by way of introduction. The hyuran man blinked in surprise, glancing first at the wineglass and then him. His eyes were a dark blue, brown hair neatly trimmed at the back of his head and arranged into a rakish fringe at the front.

"Thank you, but no thank you. It'd be lost on me." Brucemont found himself the recipient of a rather quick survey from those eyes, he knew that gaze all too well. One warrior sizing up another warrior.

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Sebastian felt his throat dry as the blue-haired elezen set down the spare wineglass. He'd spotted the other man across the room, who wouldn't? He wasn't as beautiful as Lacelle was, but he was physically striking to look at. And then all of a sudden he was coming over and offering a drink...

And he'd just had to open his mouth and say that the wine was lost on him. Never mind that it technically wasn't, it was the fact that he never accepted drinks from strangers he didn't know--but he could have come up with a better excuse!

"Fruit cordial." The elezen blinked, looking over.

"Beg pardon?"

"I like fruit cordial." Scholar save him he was an idiot but maybe this was salvageable. Sebastian forced himself to smile and relax. The elezen looked at him, then at the small bottles of fruit cordial that were in a nearby table. A small grin appeared on his lips.

"Healthier and smarter for a body." He agreed. Sebastian watched as the elezen finished his wine and moved to the table, selecting two bottles of cordial from an ice bucket. He moved like a predator, had the smile to match, and for some damn reason Sebastian was finding it very attractive.

You were looking for a holiday fling, maybe this might be it. Sebastian kept the smile fixed on his face as the elezen returned, holding out one of the sealed bottles of cordial.

"Can I have a name to tender a proper thank-you?" He asked.

"Brucemont de Vimaroix. And you?"

"Sebastian Astralyas."

#ffxiv #ffxiv brucemont #'friends with benefits' they say #riven: '...you're going with that?'#sebastian astralyas

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rainofaugustsith · 9 months

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All the jobs - FFXIV

All of the jobs (except Blue Mage, which doesn't count for Project Amaro) are now to at least level 60 - and I have completed story to level 70 on all of them except Monk (see below).

In a way I'm sad that there aren't any more job quests to come at these levels, at least for now - but on the other hand I really enjoyed them and got SO much lore. Rigel made so many friends and allies, as well.

Overall, my favorites and not so favorites:

(spoilers for job quests up to level 80; some very light spoilers for Shadowbringers and early Endwalkers that won't mean much if you have not played them)

Amazing. Perfect. Best thing ever. Could watch or replay these stories a million times. Feel that they really contributed a lot of character development and lore for my WoL/WoD.

Reaper - Just perfection. I'm stunned this is only a ten level job because they pack so much in, so well, and it's just so satisfying with an NPC you can't help but love.

Dark Knight - A amazing deep dive into the WoL's heart and soul that reflects a lot of the emotions they don't necessarily share about everything happening to and around them. Just a chef's kiss from start to the level 80 quest, with memorable NPCs who will become dear friends. Mostly. Black Mage - You stop a Calamity. For reals. You work with black mages from several tribes. You meet the mother of black magic. And you also get to see a happy ending for a character who I swear must be a reflection of one of the Warriors of Darkness who really needed a happy ending somewhere. I also love the way the magic itself is portrayed, which is a very cool contrast to the whole very dogmatic black and white binary we see in other media *coughStarWars*: no magic is "evil;" it's all about how and where it is used. Absolute irony, really, that the most infuriating job in the game for me has one of the top three stories.

Arcanist - A story of triumph for a survivor of abuse and trauma, and the kindest guild master in the game (yeah, we know she's not officially the guild master but who cares, she is) Scholar - Amazing lore, amazing storytelling and characters you just can't forget and can't help but love, with this deep dive into Nym and Amdapour. Rogue - Jacke and the Rogue's Guild are a lot of fun, and this storyline was great. Dragoon - Well, if you know who's in the dragoon story you know why this one might be epic. But more than that it shows the first thoughts of shifting attitudes toward dragons, and I love the storyline with Heustienne.

Not quite the blockbusters the above were, but still really special and I think I'd enjoy repeating them very much.

Bard - Fun NPCs, some cool background info, and moogles! Sage - Well, this story won't have me joining the Forum's Fan Club anytime soon. Great cast of NPCs and some good information on Sharlayan. Pugilist - A really fun cast of characters and some prelude to the Banquet. Yes, THAT one. Gladiator - Mostly because of the guildmaster and her interactions with others, which continue all the way through the Paladin chain. Red Mage - Great NPCs, a moment of completely lapsed judgment for the WoL (hint: maybe don't go near the evil coffin next time, k?) and some really interesting lore. Astrologian - This job shows you the same magic/knowledge being used in three very different ways- in Ishgard, Sharlayan and Kugane. You will not want to join the Forum Fan Club from this either. The clothing you get from this job is simply beautiful (sadly not Rigel's style, but definitely Suvia's). The stakes for the levels 60-70 quests in Kugane are very high and really hearken to the Four Lords. Thaumaturge - The Coco brothers. OMG. Cocobuki and his merry band of brothers of destruction are pretty awesome, and what starts out as a somewhat nihilistic quest chain ends up quite heartwarming. And the Coco brothers star, which is all great. Gunbreaker - I wasn't at all sure what to expect from this quest chain, but I loved it. It makes one part of early Endwalker even more chilling, but also gives some vindication for some people who were conscripted into the Garlean army. There's also a very fun quest early on with a lot of levity and a fun NPC. Machinist - You get to work with some really wonderful NPCs, including Hilda from the MSQ. I also really liked the premise, which was to help residents of the Brume/non-nobles learn a combat skill and find their place with the defense of Ishgard. There's a lot of good stuff about Ishgard moving from a theocratic dictatorship to what it has after Heavensward. I didn't like the actual job of Machinist because it's essentially a gun, but the premise and Hilda, Joye and Stephanivien were so cool. Also, unlike any other job you get a brand-new soul crystal with nothing on it, because this is such a new job.

Paladin - Meh until level 60, although you do get some prelude to THAT banquet. You meet someone who appears to be another Warrior of Darkness' reflection. Level 60-70 serves to right a lot of wrongs and leave the WoL and player feeling very loved, supported and surrounded by friends.

Dancer - Some great NPCs, and the level 80 quest is amazing, but overall I didn't think it was as monumental as some of the others. Maurauder - I really liked the way the Marauders were incorporated into the Yellowjackets and tasked with protecting the populace of La Noscea from some unusual and dangerous threats. If you were to play through this at level with the MSQ it's a very stark contrast to the Brass Blades. Ninja - I like that Jacke and the Rogues Guild played a major role here, especially in the later stories. There was one scene in level 70 that made me burst out laughing.

Pretty placid. Nothing particularly bad or good here.

Conjurer - I literally cannot even remember what this questline is about, other than Sophie. White Mage - Sophie and Gabby are fun, and I love when a particular NPC has an, ahem, spirited conversation with the padjals but so unmemorable I can't even tell you the plot anymore.

Samurai - See white mage.

Summoner - Hooks into an interesting section of post-Shadowbringers MSQ and some of the NPCs like Prin and Y'mitra are a lot of fun, but otherwise didn't really grab me much.

Not a fan.

Archer - You constantly have to work with a xenophobic jackass in the guild, who almost succeeds in driving one of your fellow archers away. It's not fun. Warrior - I just can't make heads or tails of this story. It's funny at times, but overall a bit of a mess IMHO. So you can work with a reaper scythe, a sword and various and sundry deadly physical and magical tools without issues, but if you swing an axe you turn into the Incredible Hulk. Or something. Eh.

This is so terrible I am not even finishing it.

Monk - I really don't understand how or why this story and NPCs ended up in FFXIV. It really is the antithesis of the positivity you find in the rest of the game. The main quest giver from level 30 onward is an asshole - there's no nicer way to say it, he's an arrogant, pompous, verbally abusive asshole. He insults the WoL's intellect and character in every single conversation, and the WoL has no agency at any time to even respond. I can't think of a single reason the WoL would have even continued working with this man. I think that even during ARR, when they're getting ordered around a lot, they would have told him to fuck off and quit on the spot. They don't really get anything out of this, other than a lot of derogatory comments lobbed in their direction. Oh, and someone betrays them, and then they have to work with that person from level 50 on.

I hung on with this until level 50, with the hopes that 50-60 and onward would be better and different. Alas, no. I stopped playing the story quests at level 50. Does that mean I'm limping along with very few abilities? Damn right it does, and that's infinitely better than enduring those NPCs again. I've already decided that if it's not enough to level this to 80 and I need to complete the story quests for the amaro, I'm going to spacebar through it without even reading the text.

#ffxiv #rain talks ffxiv #rain plays ffxiv #spoilers for all the job quests

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iceskatingmobsters · 1 year

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so. ffxiv classes for Outer Wilds characters? I am interested

you ever accidentally leave something in your drafts for like a week? anyways, it appears you have activated my trap card--

this is a VERY incomplete list because I'm in between classes for a lot of them. everyone gets a dps and support class so party composition can be shuffled around (because thinking abt party dynamics is half the fun). this is gonna be disjointed as hell bear with me and under a read more because it got LOOOONG. spoilers below ye have been warned

Feldspar: your honor this is a dragoon and I refuse to take any other answer. as for a support class, they're definitely a tank and I can preeeeetty much see them going any tank that isn't paladin but I lean dark knight personally -- the invuln in particular sells it for me, more than warrior's even, because you refuse to die and THEN heal yourself back to full. very self sufficient but still needs help from the party. still can very much see them as a warrior (who needs a healer when you have bloodwhetting) or gunbreaker (superbolide is an objectively funny ability and my brain can't let go of the image of feldspar panic-bolide-ing)

Slate: the easy answer is machinist and gunbreaker and I'm going with that. with all the stupid stuff that machinist gets in its later levels ESPECIALLY like you get a flamethrower and multiple attack automatons it's practically tailor-made for slate "my autopilot throws you into the sun but it's functioning so I'm using it" outerwilds. gunbreaker I'm less sure about for lore reasons but I do know that should Slate go gunbreaker they superbolide maliciously (gossan refuses to heal if slate is tanking). can also see them going black mage or warrior as well

Gossan: I had a hard time pinning them down to be honest!! I've mostly settled on sage/ninja. NIN is flashy but not as much as dragoon is, plus it's more precise than DRG's "jump in the middle of the pack with a trail of fire and pray." also, trick attack/mug I rest my case. could also see them swinging monk because iirc monk has more overall party buffs (possibly red mage but my brain insists they're melee). as for sage this was more of a process of elimination -- I wanted them to be a barrier healer but I didn't think scholar fit them. sage's multitasking "do damage to heal" also Fits in my head for whatever reason

Hornfels: astrologian/red mage. they keep the observatory of COURSE they're an astro! the entire job quest is about awakening your abilities through observation of the stars! I also like the idea of them being a pure healer vs gossan's barrier healing but this is just to service the "slate healchecks the party with superbolide" joke. red mage because it's got so much party utility and Hornfels Is A Mage (black mage Hornfels would be very funny though considering black mage/thaumaturgy lore I'm not sure they'd go that route. summoner maybe, but again, considering lore eehhhhh unsure if Hornfels would like to square up with bahamut any time soon. most hinged member of owv)

Esker: my s.o who loves esker dearly is 100% convinced Esker is a blue mage which is very good considering it's a limited class but in the context of "everyone is actually in eorzea" I myself think they'd go for summoner and a tank (I'm leaning warrior). despite the summoner class quests once you actually do square up with various monsters and primals it gets pretty relaxed from there, and that fits prettty well -- esker did a lot of scary work getting the moon base up and running, and now they're kinda vibing, even if it does mean that the others esp. the newer owv members forget the work they put in (hey remember when summoner had a five-minute/sixty skill opener???). tank, specifically warrior because... ok forgive me but you know the end of bloodborne when gehrman gets up from the chair? That's Esker

Gabbro: they're a bard. quintessential full stop bard. like bard barely has a real rotation you just hit your procs as they light up and the later class quests are "one of your two job tutors and the one that is ACTUALLY A BARD fucks off to do smth stupid and unrelated and comes back with something useful and poignant, somehow" hi hello COME ON. I'm putting their support class as tank but I feel like they pretty much go bard exclusively. if they do tank I initially thought paladin but maybe they get DRK rights after being stuck in a time loop idk. that's probably enough angst to awaken an Esteem if gabbro decides to unpack that (they won't)

Riebeck: scholar scholar scholar it's perfect considering how archaeology-focused the SCH quest line is. Riebeck also deserves a cute lil fairy friend please give this fish eos they deserve a break!! as for THEIR dps class they have to be ranged, no way in hell Riebeck is getting within five ft of Thing That Wants To Kill Us. they're probably either bard or red mage (RDM being the relative Sanest magic dps option though good luck convincing them to Actually Do their melee combo). they'd be a shoe in for MNK since its questline is also about restoring a lost offensive art but, again, not brave enough for that ;; (though that would be a beautiful lil self conatined character arc, going from bard to red mage to monk as they get more confident and braver)

Chert: 100% astro they wear a scarf embroidered with the stars. this also furthers my "hornfels as chert's mentor" agenda (that I really wish I saw more of YES I have wips about it). also it's got lovely angst potential considering astrologians are supposed to divine the future from the stars : ^) I'm pretty sold on chert going monk for its themes of discipline, and because despite its scrappy beginnings, it's also a pretty precise class. could also see them as samurai considering how seriously that class takes itself (at least in its first four or five questlines, I've only got it to 59 yet oops). chert absolutely gets Melee Rights tho

Hatchling: omniclass they get to do whatever they want LOL no, actually, in all seriousness I have them as a PLD -> DRK and reaper. the reaper choice is based on the newest dungeon where you get some lore about a former I think garlean settlement that gave rise to reapers for defence purposes (they were farmers that basically made deals with demons to protect their home from demons iirc) and the nomai could absolutely fuckin stand in for that, so it makes a sort of poetic sense that the hatchling would pick that up after them. PLD to DRK for the same reasons as Gabbro but the hatchling sure does unpack all that

As for the other villagers, I only have four that I have solid ideas for right now. Gneiss is a bard/white mage, Hal is a scholar (there is a part of me that wants to make them a black mage as well since black mage invents new spells all the goddamn time and definitely not because I'm a blm/sch,) Rutile is a paladin, and Porphy is a white mage/dancer (did you know that NIN is really high on the dance partner priority list?? :3c) it'd make more sense for the villagers to be disciples of the land/hand exclusively -- gneiss as a carpenter, porphy as a botanist, spinel as a fisher (lol), hal as probably an alchemist -- but this is already a crack crossover and I'm making the rules so everyone gets a disciple of war/magic even if they wouldn't need one

for party compositions and dynamics I will be brief bc this is so long already but light party one would be feldspar and gossan as DPS, hornfels as healer, and slate as tank OR feldspar as tank, slate and hornfels as DPS, and gossan as healer. light party 2 used to be Esker as tank, gabbro and chert as DPS, and riebeck as healer/esker and riebeck as DPS, gabbro as tank, and chert as healer (though the second config happens rarely). full party would be prooobably esker and slate on tank, riebeck and hornfels healing, and the rest on DPS. once the hatchling is trained they take esker's place -- esker is enjoying their quasi-retirement from adventuring for the most part but misses it sometimes and will step in to fill as necessary.

...oh god I have so many dark knights what happened--

#emmy shut up #outer wilds #I wrote this with the intention of going more based of the themes and lore of the class #alas I am a cringe savage raider and I can't escape the game mechanics #it ended up half and half anyways ah well #throwing this in the tag so the sliver of venn diagram of outer wilds fans and ffxiv players can come yell with me or at me #about my headcanons and class justifications #this was fun!#am I ever gonna write something substantial about this? probably not #but its a fun lil thing my brain cooked up and refused to let go so now I inflict it upon the rest of you #...cut to 6 months later where I somehow have a 20k longfic about this concept or something ridiculous like that

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