#saber dragon form

[gazs-blue-hat]

King!Johnny MacTavish x Siren!Reader (kinda FemOC, but she’s never given a proper name, descriptions, or anything. No Y/N either)

Warnings: Canon Typical Violence, Canon Typical Language, brief descriptions of injury and blood, storms (thunder and lightning), lots of ocean stuff (lmk if I missed any!)

AN- Dedicated to the lovely @sprout-fics who helped me out of my writing slump. Thank you forever friend. Another shout out to @deadbranch who indirectly inspired me to make pretty headings for my stuff! Thank you!

(Also, formatting may be weird due to me being on mobile)

Word Count: 2,802

There was a whisper on the breeze, as if the very sea itself was restless. Thunder cracks in the distance and lightning split the sky like some kind of beast tearing it open. Rain fell in sheets that created waves in the air, splashing against the tower of the castle upon the cliff face, mist settled against the glass paned doors of the royall chambers, creating droplets or condensation that clung to the glass before sliding down like tears on a face.

King John MacTavish pushed said doors open, his rough hands leaving prints in their wake. He should feel bad, but he knew the glass would be cleaned in the morning. Everything in his home was constantly being polished or shined or cleaned in some shape or form. He took a few large steps onto the stone balcony, his furs ruffling about his shoulders from the harsh wind. It was a dreadfully cold night out, his breath puffing before his face like the smoke from mythical dragons his ancestors claimed to have slain. He rested his hands on the salty parapet, scraping against stone that was constantly kissed by the sea. He looked out at the tempest, arms folding and shoulders sagging.

Oh the sea…

He sighed, his head hanging in a moment of pity for himself. He missed his old life. He missed the scent of the open ocean. He missed the feeling of the salt in his hair and the wheel in his hands. A ship captain turned king? Who would have thought? Certainly not him.

He looked down at his hands, rough from years of use on ships. Old calluses from harpoons and ropes slowly fading away from lack of use. His hands had never before been soft. They were a man’s hands, the hands of a warrior and of a worker. Not of…not of a cushy noble who sat in a castle all day.

He looked up, hearing the surf crash against the castle walls and feeling the mist settle on his shoulders. He turned his gaze to the churning depths below. The surf was rather high tonight, seeing as the moon was full and the tide was coming in. A particularly bright crack of lightning blinded him temporarily before the equally loud boom of thunder filled his ears.

The mighty captain turned king ducked and covered his ears, hands firmly protecting the one sense he truly was fearful of losing. His mind was filled with the memories of booming canons, the screams of men being torn apart by sabers and shrapnel from the exploding timbers of a ship. He stood, feeling the icy water spill onto his face as the rain hit the castle. He groaned and ran his hand down his face, feeling quite foolish for being spooked by a thing as simple as thunder. He used to take on giants of the deep without a drop of fear. Now he was simply jumping at shadows…

He scoffed and looked down at the swirling sea, watching as the foam and spray swirled in the wind. The tide rose again and a massive wave crashed against the cliff, momentarily blocking his view of the opposite shore. The water subsided and a low groan filled the air around him, seemingly coming from all directions. John spun, drawing his saber that he kept as his side at all times and pointing it at the space behind him. He checked the corners of his vision before slowly sweeping his attention across the empty balcony.

Nobody. There was nobody there. He sighed softly before sheathing the saber once more, turning to look out at the craggy shore. His eyes widened as he saw a woman, her skin scraped and scratched by the stones she now rested on.

“Steaming bloody Jesus…” the curse slipped from his mouth as he stormed back into his chambers, and hurried down the stairs. A few members of his staff yelped as he hurried down the stone steps, concerned for their king that was now trailing water through the castle. “Someone wake the surgeon! I may need her aid!” His voice boomed through the stone hallways and his Knight Captain nodded, the helmeted man clanking his way to the surgeon’s quarters.

John pushed open doors and hurried through the narrow halls until he made it to the docks behind the castle. Behind him, he could hear the rapid footsteps of the court surgeon following behind him. “What’s wrong? Are you hurt?” Her words fell on deaf ears as he hopped over a low wall and scurried down the rocks to where he saw the woman. The surgeon growled in frustration while lighting a lantern, carrying it with her. “Damn it Johnny! Talk to me!” She ran behind him, ignoring the rain as it soaked her uniform and the utensils she had brought. “I can’t help if you don’t-“ she trailed off as Johnny held his arm up as he skidded to a halt, pointing at the woman who was laying on the stony shore.

Now that he was closer, he could see the jagged cuts and scratches along her body. He could see the blood staining the water red. He couldn’t see her lower half, seeing as the water was still lapping at her waist and the occasional wave rushed over her that would shift her entire form. He came closer, assisting the surgeon over the rocks as they got closer to the woman.

When they reached her, it was very clear she was in serious trouble. Her back was a mess of scars and scrapes, some older and some more recent. There was a series of marks on her back that Johnny identified all too well. She had been whipped, and aggressively too.

“I’m going to get a bed ready. Bring her to me and I’ll get her squared away.” She touched his shoulder and squeezed once. Reassuring him that she would be there if he needed her.

“Cmon lass…let’s get you warm..” his words were soft as he gently placed a hand on the injured woman’s shoulder. She didn’t move and she was freezing to the touch, giving Johnny cause to assume she was dead. He sighed heavily as he closed his eyes, resting more of his hand on her shoulder. His eyes snapped open when he felt her move. That same groan from before filling the air. He turned her over without thinking, ready to administer aid, hands hovering over her torso in the position the surgeon had taught him when he froze. She had…scales

Scales the likes of which he had never seen before. They were iridescent little things, trailing up her hips to her navel before becoming freckles against her skin. His eyes locked on her skin, the soft but cold skin of her torso that was covered in scratches and cuts. As his eyes trailed upwards, he could see that her upper torso was also coated in scales, a lighter shade than that of her hips that decorated her clavicle and upper arms. They were tiny things, glittering in what faint light he could see.

Her breath came shallowly and he placed his hand on her neck, feeling for a pulse. He had no idea if humans had the same anatomy as her kind, but he figured he’d try for a pulse anyway. A weak beat danced under his fingers and he breathed a sigh of relief. She was alive, for now at least. He was itching to learn more about this creature that had washed up on his shore but his thoughts were interrupted when a rather rough wave crashed over the rocks and soaked the king to the bone, or…more soaked than he already was.

“Oh for fuck’s sa-“ his curses died on his tongue as a bright bolt of lightning illuminated the source of the mermaid’s troubles. Her tail, which had been pushed into the shore by the incoming waves, was now visible for him to see. A massive amalgamation of fishing line, netting, and various hooks and harpoon heads had embedded itself deep into the flesh of the appendage and was cutting into her. “Oh lass…no wonder you couldn’t swim. Especially in this tempest…”

He sighed softly and shifted to grab his saber, removing it from the sheath. He shrugged off his coat and draped it across the mermaid’s tail, not resting his weight on her directly. The fur squished uncomfortably under his fingers and it was quickly stained by the blood flowing from the wound on her tail. With expert hands, he worked to slice the mess of string and metal free from the tail of the mermaid, being careful to not cut the injured flesh more. He removed most of the line with little issue, tossing it to the side and out of the water. The hooks were next and as he knelt closer to remove one, he looked back.

Eyes as stormy as the sea were looking back at him and he felt his blood run cold. They were slitted, like the eyes of the great cats from the stories back East and they were filled to the brim with rage. He raised his hands and held them above his head. “Easy…easy. I was just cutting them free. It won’t be pleasant, but you’ll be swimming in no time. Just…hold still.” He spoke softly, like one would to a wounded animal to get it to come closer. The mermaid didn’t move to attack him, instead she closed her eyes and lay back on the rocks, breathing heavily.

Johnny slowly and carefully removed the hooks from her tail, seeing how the fins were tattered and torn. Whatever scuffle this mermaid had gotten into, she had been lucky to escape it. Once the final hook was removed and he had tossed it to the side, he sat up, proud of his work. The tail was still wounded and blood still stained the rocks and water around them, but she wasn’t trapped by them anymore. He smiled and moved to get up when the large muscles of the tail twitched into life, spinning him into the water flat on his back.

He felt the water of the sea surge over his face as he fell back, a rock scraping across his shoulder painfully. He felt firm hands on his chest and when the waves receded, the face of the mermaid was above him.

Her glare was sharper than the rocks they found themselves on and colder than the rain that fell in sheets over the churning sea. Her eyebrows were furrowed and her mouth opened to form a hiss. Her teeth were razors, sharper than a shark’s and probably just as deadly. Johnny couldn't move, his arms pinned by the waves and the sheer strength of the woman pinning him down. He felt her inhale against him, deep and long until she screeched.

The sound was deafening. Johnny covered his ears as the mermaid, no, siren shouted at him. The rocks rumbled under his scrambling grasp and his eyes watered in pain. The siren surged over him, diving into an incoming wave and leaving him with a slap to the face with her powerful tail. Johnny could only watch the lightning lit waves for any sign of the mythical being, but he was met with nothing but churning water and spraying foam.

He wasn’t sure how long he stood on the shore but eventually the surgeon came back, a lantern held tightly in her grip. “Where did the woman go? Don’t tell me she-“ Johnny held up his hand and showed her the collected scales. They had broken off the siren’s tail as he was working on getting the hooks out. The surgeon took the scales and held them to the light, inspecting them.

“Wasnae a woman. It was something else…” His words were soft and his accent thick. The rain had stopped a while ago but he couldn’t remove his gaze from the sea. Something there was calling to him, and it caused an ache in his heart to be away from it. If John MacTavish had longed for the sea before, he was now enraptured by it.

For the entire walk back to the castle, his eyes were locked on those tumbling waves, searching and seeking for a glimpse of a tail, or of skin. A glimpse of her.

“I’ll see you again Bonnie. I swear it.”

#johnny soap mactavish x reader #soap x reader #cod mw2 #John MacTavish x reader

[bubblew0lf1]

For the dragon Jedi au, would a Jedi’s dragon form change at all if they fell to the dark side?

Yes!

And this is where I wanna bring up the lightsaber manifestations on their dragonforms, cause the two are connected.

When a Jedi falls to the dark side, they don't automatically get the yellow eyes (that's for the Sith) but the rest of their body changes. Their coloring would become either darker or duller, more sharp (longer, sharper horns with a more jagged look), Their faces would become more sullen, and in general, their body would look bonier, cause the way the dark side "consumes" them (all of this escalates the longer they depend on the dark side)

Now for the lightsabers. When a Jedi uses their dragonform they don't just leave their sabers behind, it becomes one with their body, which means that their kyber crystal would manifest itself on their body.( if a Jedi has multiple crystals or sabers, they all appear). If these are forcefully removed, it can kill, or at the very least drastically hurt their body.

The same goes for darkside users, and crying crystals (this might not be the actual term btw). In this case, the crystal has to force itself to become one with the force user, because of its instability, vein-like patterns appear around the red crystal, which spread with time.

Here's a quick example with Anakin's Sith form (pre-suit Vader, cause I haven't worked out the logistics yet.)

#star wars #dragon!jedi au #clone wars #anakin skywalker #star wars the clone wars #dragon anakin skywalker #answered asks

[avatar-news]

Update: It’s now April 2nd so I can confirm this was an April Fools’ Day joke! Check out some behind-the-scenes of Avatar News’ secret collaboration with Pokemon artist Maohi Region here!

Original below:

Pokemon Avatar Legends mainline crossover game coming to Nintendo Switch in fall 2024

This weekend at the 2023 Tokyo Consumer Electronics Convention, Nintendo and Paramount Japan unexpectedly announced a “mainline crossover game” between the worlds of Pokemon and Avatar, taking both the Pokemon Legends and Avatar Legends names to form something new and very unique: Pokemon Avatar Legends, coming to Nintendo Switch in fall 2024.

This was a blink-and-you-miss-it reveal as part of Nintendo’s presentation on their plans to expand their collaborations with western brands thanks to their confidence in the upcoming Super Mario Bros. movie made with Universal Pictures’ Illumination animation studio (technically one of Avatar Studios’ competitors!).

Right now the only info we have is in Japanese so I did my best with Google Translate, but the gist of it is that the Pokemon Legends brand is pivoting from its first game Pokemon Legends: Arceus’ historical alternate time period of an existing Pokemon region to totally alternate universes with regions and Pokedexes inspired by other franchises’ worlds, starting with Avatar.

The only images we have are these two slides from their presentation from Yahoo Finance Japan (if I can find them in higher resolution I’ll update this). One is just the game’s logo (which notably features a new simplified version of the Avatar logo) and the other is, very excitingly, a look at what are presumably the starter Pokemon, but instead of the usual three (grass, fire, water) there are a familiar four: water, earth, fire, air!

Water: polar bear dog (including the symbol from Naga’s harness?)

Earth/grass?: saber-tooth moose lion (specifically Sokka’s encounter with Foo Foo Cuddlypoops lol?)

Fire: dragon

Air/flying?: winged lemur

They’re literally so cute and it’s crazy seeing them translated into Pokemon style, but they did a good job-- whoever “they” is, not sure if these designs went through the standard Pokemon company process or if Avatar Studios contributed.

Speaking of which, right now we’re really not sure how this collaboration is going to work. The above is pretty much all the info we have right now-- it looks like the convention is mostly about business and Nintendo’s presentation was mostly about the Mario movie and Super Nintendo World at Universal Studios, with this new game basically just mentioned in passing as one of the ways they’re going to start expanding beyond that. I’m guessing there will be news in the US on Monday explaining more what’s going on from the Avatar franchise side. We’ve known for a while that Avatar Studios is making a big push with video games but no one could have guessed that this would be part of it!

Sit tight for more info, it should be coming soon!

#april fools day

[morninkim]

Rise of the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers (Non-Canon) - Madame Drakkon & The Ranger Slayer

In another timeline, the Rise of the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers was much, much less of a rise.

(Rise' World of the Coinless deets under the cut, i'm having fun)

In another timeline, Rita's attack on Grace Oliver left her severely injured and near death. This threw Tommy into a fit, which forced the shadow out of her body in an incredibly traumatic and painful manner. Desperate, she pleaded with Zordon to help her mother, but the White Light confirmed her fears. Grace was gone.

Unstable and still reeling from Rita being ripped from her body, Tommy would seek out where the shadow was hiding, tracking her down to an abandoned warehouse on the docks. She would witness the partial resurrection of Lord Zedd and barge in, demanding the Dark Spectre bring her mother back. The Spectre agreed, on the condition that the Green Ranger help him recover the other five Power Coins and reunite the Zeo Crystal.

Over the next few months, Tommy would slowly lose more and more of herself as she pursued more power and learned dark magic from a weakened Rita inhabiting the body of Dr. Finster. A final assault against the Rangers would see Jason attempt to combine the spectrum of the team's powers to become a White Ranger, only to be struck down by Tommy. She would claim the coins for herself, corrupting and forcing the coins into her own White Ranger form.

Zedd and Tommy, with their combined powers and now endless source of energy, would then conquer the Earth unopposed. But as more time went on without Zedd's promise fulfilled, the more Tommy began plotting to overthrow the Dark Spectre. She's be encouraged by Rita, now unable to leave Dr. Finster's deteriorating body and kept alive with salvaged parts from the destroyed Command Center.

As the last of Earth's defenders fell, Tommy struck down Zedd with the Black Dragon Saber, laying claim to his seventh Zeo Crystal shard and the planet and taking the name Madame Drakkon.

Years later, tired of her friends being captured or dying and at her wit's end, Kimberly Hart would decide today is the day Drakkon dies. But she would be captured, her mind taken over with a spell Drakkon had been perfecting for some time, and become her right hand with her old Power Coin as the Slayer Ranger.

Kimberly would later break the spell with the help of the Coinless Resistance, who'd been built by the combined efforts of Trini, Richie, Bulk and Skull. She'd then lead the Resistance against Madame Drakkon's regime, taking on the name Ranger Slayer as a symbol of her goal to slay the last Ranger on Earth.

#rotmmpr #mmpr #power rangers #lord drakkon #ranger slayer #tommy oliver #kimberly hart #my art #drew like a dark fucked up version of my funnie power rangers au. just a glimpse into my dark reality. #when ur kinda gf from high school casts a mind control spell you and then later the spell is broken by your remaining living friends #so now u have a fucked up ''still care about each other in some strange way but ure so deeply traumatized and on different sides of a war'' #type of relationship that is so toxic but in a sexy way and also youre both women in your 30s #it was fun to try to do a drakkon-style helmet without overt white ranger elements since that coin doesnt exist in rise' universe!! #also truly did not change much about rise slayer in comarison to canon bc like. she is perfect already #only real diff is that i made the cape a desaturated green for obv reasons #and added lil straps to the pauldron #otherwise yep. thats ranger slayer #anyway they should kiss and makeup. something that is both possible and completely normal #i imagine there'd be something that'd unite them and then they'd be forced to team up and HATE it #(or kim would. as usual drakkon would love it) #and then they'd have angry hate se- /blasted by lasers #rise coinless au

[robininthelabyrinth]

prompt 1: I'd love to see a niecest fic (where it is truly mutually requited, no hypnosis mindbreaks required; I'm a terribly softhearted romantic & just want to see them happy~) that incorporates your characterizations of the saber spirits somehow? Like, Baxia and Aituan, idk, end up like... bonded somehow by their masters getting together and that... maybe helps balance the qi deviations or IDK I WANT THEM TO BE HAPPY *cough* ok. yes. something. prompt 2: ohhhh I know. Jiang Cheng gets some sort of temporary story-convenient amnesia and assumes that (probably still a small child)!Jin Ling is his son, Jin Ling maybe... doesn't correct him for a bit? ("Wait whose kid is this. Did I give birth to a kid somehow. I mean I guess that might as well have happened, sure.") prompt 3: turns out Wen Qing was also being kept secretly alive but imprisoned by the Jin sect all this time, and Jin Ling discovers her in the aftermath of canon. Chengqing y/y? ANYWAY please feel free to select any of these that may strike your fancy, do not feel obligated to pick more than one or any of them, actually. (also I'd appreciate not having my name published as the prompter of any of these, if you don't mind. I don't think you do that, as a general rule, but just in case you might have.) P.S. I adore your work; every day that you post something is a day considerably brightened for me. and also the other days, because I do a lot of rereading. <3 <3 <3

prompt 1: I'd love to see a niecest fic (where it is truly mutually requited, no hypnosis mindbreaks required; I'm a terribly softhearted romantic & just want to see them happy~) that incorporates your characterizations of the saber spirits somehow? Like, Baxia and Aituan, idk, end up like… bonded somehow by their masters getting together and that… maybe helps balance the qi deviations or IDK I WANT THEM TO BE HAPPY cough

ao3

So. We're doing something about this, right?

Baxia stirred. Slowly, like a great big old rumbling beast that was actually quite fast when it wanted to be, which knew that there was nothing in the world that could hurt it and anything foolish enough to do so was destined to a terrible fate of being played with and then demolished. Cruelly. Viciously.

Without remorse.

Yes, she said with admirable patience. We will do something about...'this'.

Oh good, Aituan said, amazed, surprised, and relieved that he'd survived this far into the conversation. Baxia was scary, all right? There were masterless sabers less scary than her. Daughter of the dragon, one of the best-forged blades in the sect, and she'd been used to her full potential, too - basically the opposite of Aituan in every way shape or form, really. It's just, you know, my human's been leaking again and I hate it when that happens.

Nie Huaisang might have some faults as a human, Aituan would allow (mostly because Nie Huaisang would similarly allow, and even seemed a bit proud of), but he was an excellent master. Sure, he might not cultivate Aituan all that much - it was kind of amazing Aituan had a personality at all rather than being a lifeless hunk of metal - but that was fine! Aituan, infected by his master’s shaping, didn't especially want to be constantly cultivating anyway. They didn't need that, the two of them. They were chill.

I thought he'd stopped leaking in the bed once he'd reached the appropriately age..?

Not that type of leaking! Leaking from the face, I mean. Salt water.

Ah, Baxia said. Yes, my human does that, too. Quite a bit. I'd assumed it was a regular part of their function.

Aituan thought about what he knew about the senior Nie brother, who was a highly emotional sort of person - inclined towards wet eyes for a myriad of reasons, such as joy, sadness, rage, a bit of passing beauty, and even something Nie Huaisang very fondly called 'allergies'. He could see how Baxia might have reached that conclusion.

Well, my human doesn't do it very much at all, he said. Not for real, anyway. Only when he's unhappy.

Baxia didn't say anything.

This will make him less unhappy, Aituan added, because he might be a mute piece of metal, but silence was a little intimidating when the silence was Baxia's. That shit had weight, and heft, and maybe stabbing power. He thinks revealing the extent of his desires will lead your master to reject him.

Absurd.

I know! Your master is doting and meticulous with his affections. He would never turn his back on a beloved one.

Nie Mingjue had the stubbornness of a saber in that way, and Aituan meant that as a wholehearted compliment. 

True, Baxia said, sounding satisfied - like any saber, she approved of people speaking highly about her master. Not to mention that the underlying 'issue' seems rather...pointless.

I know! Aituan exclaimed. I mean, I have no idea why humans are so hung up on all that grinding and grunting stuff -

I believe it's associated with human reproduction. Maybe.

Only when you have compatible male-female pairs, but you don't see humans stopping with that, do you? Aituan sighed. His master was something of an expert on this subject. Males, females, multiples, solo...you know, I think they do it for fun. 

Baxia rumbled thoughtfully. Like training?

...I think they think it’s more fun than training, Aituan said, and tried to ignore Baxia's silent skepticism. Most humans, anyway; not necessarily yours. Humans are weird, okay?

The silence turned agreeable. That was something no saber would disagree with.

Anyway, put that aside. Let’s just take it as given that humans like grinding themselves against each other instead of against a proper whetstone, and that my master happens to very much want to grind against yours in particular. And yet he's tormenting himself and making himself unhappy and refusing to do anything about it because - you won't believe this - because they were forged by the same maker.

That’s the reason? Surely you jest.

I'm not, Aituan insisted. I asked my human about it specifically. That's the reason.

Baxia was displeased. That's ridiculous, she said. That's it? That's the cause of all this fuss?

Aituan was just happy someone finally understood his perspective about this whole fiasco. Nie Huaisang had a penchant for the dramatic, but he seemed quite earnestly distressed by this little non-dilemma, even after Aituan had assured him - having checked with Baxia - that his brother adored him unreasonably and would do anything he wished. He hadn't exactly appreciated Aituan's disbelief when he'd explained the issue, either - in the end, he'd just said that it was probably something sabers couldn't quite grasp. 

I thought it was something serious, Baxia complained. The way my master has been carrying on, you'd think he was doing something evil in even wanting to do it. But there's no evil here! We would know!

Naturally. They were Nie sect sabers, forged and cultivated to fight evil from the very start; no one knew evil better than they. 

And it's not as if my master's predecessor was any better. Look at the unusual ingredients he chose to use in forging his sons! Each one stranger than the next!

This was true. Nie Huaisang had once grown a tail in his sleep - Aituan had suppressed it on his behalf, naturally, and he was fairly certain that his master still regarded the entire event as a bad dream brought on by snacking excessively on that imported cheese from the south, but it had definitely happened. 

The old Sect Leader Nie had a lot to answer for, really. 

It would seem to solve a lot of problems for them to pair off together, Aituan agreed. They're a known quantity for each other, and it keeps either of them from bothering anyone else with their nonsense. They’d be able to pick forging ingredients for the next generation on the basis of logic rather than emotion. And they both want it! There's literally no problem here!

None at all that I can see, Baxia proclaimedwith a very reassuring tone of finality. We will fix this.

Yes!

And we will fix your cultivation as well.

Ye- wait, what?

My master’s cultivation has begun to exceed my own, Baxia explained. Humans don't have a consolidation period - they just keep growing even after they reach a breakthrough point. If he continues to grow at the current rate, he will exceed my reach within ten years.

That…wasn't good. It was in fact very bad.

The Nie sect practiced a complementary cultivation style, human and saber cultivating side by side along the path of the Great Dao. If the two ever fell seriously out of sync, they would increasingly risk qi deviation. Such a tragic end had been the fate of the Nie sect seniors whose sabers now rested in the saber tombs, and would likely consume their own masters eventually, absent some plan...

...which it sounded like Baxia had.

You are a weak cultivator, she said. Your master is, too. If we redirect my master's cultivation for the purpose of strengthening you and your master instead of increasing his own strength, it would add at least two dozen years to the timeline - and that will be enough for me to finish consolidating my own power and reach my own breakthrough, letting me match him once more. My master and I will then be able to cultivate side by side through the next period. 

Huh. That meant work for him, which Aituan didn't especially want, but much less work than if he were doing all the cultivating himself. And it'd be good for his master, not needing to worry about losing his brother at a young age...

All right, he said. Say, how long is the next period? Until you run into another consolidation period and we need to start worrying again?

Baxia considered the question. Not terribly long, she said. Perhaps 200 years? Perhaps 250?

That seemed reasonable enough, right? How long did humans live, anyway? 

Well, whatever. It was more than ten - his master ought to be thanking him (and Baxia!) for putting in so much effort on his behalf. 

That's fine, Aituan said. All right, we're in agreement. So...now what? 

#mdzs #baxia #aituan #nie mingjue #nie huaisang #lots of headcanon references #my fic #my fics #rather silly

[kungfuwushuworld]

According to legend, the guandao was invented by the famous general Guan Yu during the early 3rd century AD, hence the name. It is said that he specified its form and size to be made by a smithy, and was uniquely able to wield such an imposing weapon due to his large stature and legendary strength. Guan Yu's guandao was called "Green Dragon Crescent Blade" (青龍偃月刀, Qīnglóng yǎnyuèdāo) which weighed 82 Chinese jin (estimated either at 18.263 kg or 48.38 kg—a Han Dynasty jin was 222.72 grams in the metric system, while the jin used in the Ming Dynasty—during which the Romance of the Three Kingdoms was written—was about 590 grams).

However, while the famous novel Romance of the Three Kingdoms by Luo Guanzhong describes him as wielding the guandao, this description may have been an anachronistic one intended to make the character seem more imposing: historically speaking there was no evidence to show that Guan Yu used the weapon that is thus attributed to him, and indeed there is no indication of the existence of what is now known as the guandao prior to the 11th century, when it was first illustrated in the military manual Wujing Zongyao. The guandao, therefore, possibly did not even exist during Guan Yu's era, meaning that it could be somewhat of a pop culture-derived misnomer. Furthermore, the scholar Tao Hongjing (456-536 AD) recorded in the Gujin Daojianlu (古今刀劍錄, "A Catalogue of Ancient and Modern Sabers and Rapiers") that Guan Yu forged a pair of sabres using iron ore he harvested from Wudushan mountain (武都山) himself, which may have inspired the story that Guan Yu invented his weapon. However, this would also indicate that he did not use a guandao or even anything resembling a guandao, since the pole-mounted or long handled dao weapons such as the pudao or dadao were all wielded with two hands and so would not have been made or used in a pair.

#Guan Yu #guan dao #chinese hero #warrior #chinese martial arts #martial arts weapons #video games #martial arts games

[tgrailwar-zero]

The standoff was tense. AVENGER's Lamenting Exterior snapped back on him in the flash. The staredown was marred in thick silence before CASTER finally spoke, smiling as casually as one would at a meeting between friends.

"Reminder that this is nothing personal. Just the throes of a Holy Grail War."

MOONCANCER was sending a Servant. He was headed there, but it was a matter of if he would be able to make it in time.

"Foreigner… how are you feeling?"

She scoffed, her hands gripping her paintbrush tighter.

"If you're askin' if I can fight, I'm fine. Code Casts aren't respondin', though. You should be worryin' about yourself, you were movin' slow during the confrontation with Alter-Ego and took a few nasty hits. Still, if we need an extra boost, I can always put Toto-sama in the driver's seat…"

AVENGER didn't totally understand what that meant, but she had a point. Without Masters, his movements and mana consumption had been sloppy, unfocused, and actively detrimental.

FOREIGNER's mana was actively rising. It was inky. Thick, pulpy, unnatural and disgusting. But necessary. This was the dilution of a power much, much more unseemly.

...RIDER was nowhere to be seen. There was a chance that he left- considering he was Masterless, a fight like this would be his one and final battle- if his enemies didn't kill him, he'd most likely run out of mana. That, or perhaps his reasons were more personal. Or he was flanking, and playing it safe. Lots of potential options on that front.

Music was a choice. But he'd need to play fast. Same with attacking. And while he was fast, there was no telling what kind of counterattacks these Servants had up their sleeves.

CASTER stared at the two Extra-classes, her eyes narrowing as her smile widened.

"Well, perhaps it's a little personal. Your Masters are quite unique, yes? They're a threat that I'd rather stamp out sooner than later. At least before Saber can get a bead on you. Perhaps you can hide in your second shell when we finish this one. Lancer, are you ready? Our victory here cements a step forward for the Blue Faction."

LANCER stepped forward, his mana swelling around him.

"I am Vlad Ţepeş! The Voivode of Wallachia! Infidels that stand before me, ready yourself for annihilation, and pray that our Lord is merciful to your souls in the afterlife!"

A True Name reveal. A spike in mana. That most likely meant that he was going to use his Noble Phantasm…

For most Servants, it would be a trump card. Holding one's True Name so close to their chest that even the slightest hints would be a tactical disadvantage. However, this was Vlad the Impaler. His name alone carried a level of fame, weight, and fear that allowed him to be more powerful than his time would allow. His maddened devotion rendering him immortal in the annals of history.

To him, in this form he held, hiding such a True Name would be ridiculous- because it would be alleviating his enemies from that fear.

And his enemies certainly felt fear. A chill ran down AVENGER's spine, his own True Name lost, but the sparking flames of the sins that held him down began burning and toiling within his stomach. Fear. Guilt. Anger. Agony. Facing the Son of the Dragon would mean death, his body nothing more than another corpse on a pike in the lands of Wallachia.

...Speaking of grudges. It'd be a risk, but there was always CONDUCTOR. Revealing the existence of AVENGER's source of hatred would be a massive boost in power… but at the same time, the drawbacks would be notable, no matter how successful the actual trigger was. Still, neither CASTER nor LANCER seemed as if they were willing to back down.

-

#thgw: chapter 3 #thgw story #main post

[sailorgokaidecade]

All Main Kamen Rider Super Modes/Penultimate Forms:

Kamen Rider Kuuga Amazing Mighty Form

Kamen Rider Agito Burning Form

Kamen Rider Faiz Accel Form

Kamen Rider Blade Jack Form

Kamen Rider Crimson Hibiki

Kamen Rider Den-O Climax Form

Kamen Rider Kiva DoGaBaKi Form

Kamen Rider Decade Violent Emotion

Kamen Rider Double FangJoker

Kamen Rider OOO TaJaDor Combo

Kamen Rider Fourze Magnet States

Kamen Rider Wizard All Dragon

Kamen Rider Gaim Kachidoki Arms

Kamen Rider Drive Type Formula

Kamen Rider Ghost Grateful Damashi

Kamen Rider Ex-Aid Maximum Gamer

Kamen Rider Build Rabbit-Rabbit & Tank-Tank Forms

Kamen Rider Zi-O II

Kamen Rider Zero-One Metal Cluster Hopper

Kamen Rider Saber Elemental Primitive Dragon

Kamen Rider Revice

Kamen Rider Geats LaserBoost Form

Kamen Rider Platinum Gotchard

#kamen rider #masked rider #kamen rider kuuga #kamen rider agito #kamen rider faiz #kamen rider 555 #kamen rider blade #kamen rider hibiki #kamen rider kabuto #kamen rider den o #kamen rider kiva #kamen rider decade #kamen rider double #kamen rider w #kamen rider ooo #kamen rider fourze #kamen rider wizard #kamen rider gaim #kamen rider drive #kamen rider ghost #kamen rider ex aid #kamen rider build #kamen rider zi o #kamen rider zero one #kamen rider saber #kamen rider revice #kamen rider geats #kamen rider gotchard

[cina-full-moon-xanadium]

[localsya]

Soooo... I saw you like Star Wars too! Can we get Star Wars/Elden Ring hcs maybe?

Ty if you answer!

helooo! sorry it took me so long to answer but HEHEHE OFC OFC, methinks i will be just giving them sabers according to which color/style/form matches their characters uvu

Elden Ring/Star Wars lightsabers for each character 💛

Ryckard- Inquisitor Saber// Form 2 Makashi

NOT GIVING THIS MAN THE INQUISITOR SABER IS A FUCKING CRIME, red kyber too, his slow decent into the dark forces HMMMM also ryckard is def a form 2 user, this man is an absolute beast in getting the upper hand in one to one duels, insanely skilled too

Ranni- Dual Wield// Form 7 Juyo

the ahsoka set but with purple kyber crystals, ranni would probably be way more strong with the force tho, and def a form 7 user, same reason why purple kybers, 10/10 this woman would use without a doubt dark side force to achieve her goals, bUt tHatS mOrALly wRoNG, yeah thats exactly why 💀💀💀💀

Malenia - Single Curve Handle // Form 5 Djem So

AGAIN SAME AS RYCKARD, red kyber cause this poor girl has seen some shit... not giving this woman count's dooku's saber is a crime, this hilt was literally meant and thought for excellency in one on one duels, combined with form 5 agressiveness and blade to blade skill, lethal combo

Melina - Guardian Saber // Form 3 Soresu

OBI WAN KENOBI OF ELDEN RING SMH, yellow kyber too cause this woman would def be a guardian, a protector of the force rather than a fighter and same reason why her fighting style would be the ultra defence of soresu, same reason why soresu users rarely get beaten

Godwyn- Tirall Lightsaber Pike // Form 4 Ataru

probably one of the best forms of combat, very acrobatic and a show off to look at, very balanced since its also really stronk with the force, yellow/orange kyber for godwyn too since this particular pike would come from the old republic (the dragons era)

Rennala- Lithium Saber // Form 3 Soresu

FINALLY A BLUE SABER JESUS, very elegant and sleek, quick and light to handle, same as ranni rennala would be much stronger with the force and its why soresu fits her perfectly, she would def be a very defense wielder and most of the time would rely on the guidance of the force, blue kyber not only because of caria but because... this is the way.

Marika/Radagon- Crossguard Saber // Form 7 Juyo

Its inestable as hell, crystal quite literally broken, red kyber for obvious reasons (that would originally be yellow and maybe white once the age of stars ending is reached) and same as ranni, a very rare fighting form to use that would without a doubt use morally doubtfull ways to win a duel

anyways gonna do only those methinks, kinda missed a bit answering these kind of asks, ty anon uvu 💕

#i think i missed a lot of characters sorry anon kjdfhd #also malenia and ryckard can be swapped fighting forms and would work too #those 2 are the goat yeah #elden ring #malenia #ryckard #ranni #rennala #melina #marika

[steelandcotton]

"Never give a sword to a man who cannot dance.” Or at least Confucius is reportedly said so, though this quote is more likely apocryphal than genuine. If he had did indeed written this, Confucius would have no doubt have been using it as a metaphor for not placing someone in a position they are not qualified to fill. If we take this idea literally, then Confucius probably would have actually meant dancing when asked whether or not to trust someone with a Jiàn. Though probably not the sort of dancing you are thinking of. Confucius lived during the later Zhou dynasty (ca. 551–479 BC). During his life, and in many dynasties to come, “Sword Dances” were performed as ritual. The term Jiànwǔ (劍舞, literally, sword dance) was also used to describe the forms used to train soldiers. Minority peoples also practiced war dances to prepare for combat. These ritual court and religious dances required a high degree of precision, flow, and intent. Which is to say nothing of good body mechanics. As do forms practiced by large numbers of men at arms at close quarters when drilling. It then follows that if one is unable to “dance” well with a sword in hand, then it is also unlikely that he’ll flow well in swordplay. Consider if one cannot flow deftly, without hesitation, from one movement to the next in sword forms, or hesitates, rather than moving seamlessly from deflection to cut as one intent, then how can one expect to “dance” smoothly, like a swimming dragon, following and fluidly countering when one’s duifang’s sends blows are raining down?

Lack of preparation in the form of forms (“dances”), training in the Basic Cuts, partner drills, and a methodical progression from fixed step to moving swordplay practice, often results in the sort of slapping together of blades during swordplay derided by past sword teachers. One example from the manual, Zǐwǔ Jiàn by Huáng Hànxūn, advises, “Don’t mutually strike (swords) together at the same time…” And the Yang Family Taijiquan Skill and Essential Points by Huang Yuanxiu records, “The sword is never easy to pass down. Straight forward and back is incomprehensible. If you fake it, cutting like a saber, the old immortal Sanfeng will laugh to death.”

From a modern point of view, if you can’t “dance,” you should at least be cautious about jumping right into swordplay. Dancers move with the rhythm and flow of the music, and with their partners. They intuit the flow and use movements they’ve practiced to follow that pattern. Sounds a good deal like swordplay. If one hasn’t yet learned to “dance” beautifully through the sword form with the same sort of focus and intent of the ancient sword dances, don’t expect to flow with the duifang’s cuts as they rain down, it could be fairly easy to fall into the error 

The fix is easy- Practice sword forms as if there’s a duifang there doing his best to cut you. Visual his movements and move with them. Train with a historically accurate sword to avoid misconceptions that arise from light weight, improperly balanced “weapons.”  Practice your form mindfully to perfection and you’ll see a difference in your swordplay.

~Scott M. Rodell

#jianfa #chineseswordsmanship #jianshu #chineseswordplay #chineseswordfighting #chinesemartialarts #scottmrodell #duanbing #swordplay #chinesemartialart #scottrodell #yangjiamichuantaijijian #yangstyletaichi #yangstyletaichichuan #taijisword #taichisword #taijijian #zhongguojianfa #ukchineseswordfighting #swordfightingschool #swordfightingskills #swordfightingclasses #swordfighting #chineseswordwork #chineseswordarts #chineseswordart #taijiswordfencing #taijifencing

[bubblew0lf1]

Your art is absolutely beautiful, I'm in total swoon. But I was wondering, can dragons talk and what happens to their clothes?

Thank you!

Yes they can talk BUT, there is one rule! In general they can stay both in dragon or their normal form for any amount of time but it's not healthy to never transform, and it has side effects. One of these side effects is that when a force user stays in their Dragonform for too long, they slowly lose the ability to speak, they can only regain it by changing forms.

As for the second question, that is much harder to answer. I didn't want to bother with the whole constantly taking of clothing and stuff like that, considering that transformation for them is an everyday thing, not Just something they do when they are in danger. I usually go with the explanation that they have a technology that makes it possible to turn the clothes with them when they transform (much like with light sabers, it becomes a part of them).

I know this isn't necessary possible or logical so I'm gonna pull a Qui Gon and say that it's "the will of the force" lol

#star wars #clone wars #dragon!jedi au #star wars the clone wars #answered asks

[yzeltia]

FFXIVwrite2023 3.[FD] Gundam

Characters: Keith Summers, G'khenna Summers, Gaius van Baelsar Expansion: Endwalker Rating: G Note: Thanks @matrixdragon for the Prompt! Apologies that I know next to nothing about Gundam!

"Fist of Leviathan! Gooooooo," Keith roared, gripping his right control and slamming it forward.

The Emerald Gundam propelled forward, striking the primal Bahamut in the jaw with a blast before pummeling the creature in the neck, preventing a flare. Behind him, the Diamond Gundam zipped around in a circle, forming a ring of cerulean and aether filled  before they fired off into the belly of the beast.

"Great work Khenna," a gruff voice called out into the coms.

"Pops! That you? Any weak points on this guy- Waugh!" 

Keith screamed as the beast reached out and caught him in its paw.

"Daddy! No," G'khenna called out, watching the suit spark in the grasp, "What do I do Commander Baelsar!?"

"Your sword! Cut him free."

G'khenna nodded, smashing a button on her console, releasing her beam saber. She took the blade into the Diamond Gundam's hand, holding it tight then wishing hard to hit her mark. Grabbing her console handles, she swung them forward.

"Let my father go! Icebrand!," she yelled, slicing through Bahamaut's wrist, detaching the creature's hand. 

It cried out, howling as it frothed with aetheric charges. G'khenna swooped in, loosing her father from the dragon's grasp.

"Thanks for the save! I thought I was a gimmer for sure," he panted. 

"You can thank your daughter when you've landed," Gaius interjected in the coms, "Strike the beast down before it gets past you and dooms us all!"

"Yeah Yeah. I'm on it Pops," Keith huffed, pulling down a visor and standing, "Gestalt Mode Engaged! Fourth Heaven!"

The Emerald Gundam burst forth. Synced to the robot, Keith attacked with a flurry of blows, ignoring the burning of his aether as he channeled it to pummel the creature. With a final swing of his fist, he uppercut the other's jaw. Knocking the primal out cold.

"Good! Now! Finish him off Khenna," the commander ordered.

"Nooooooooooooooooo," G'khenna wailed.

—

"No," Keith asked, lowering the model of the Emerald weapon in his hand, blinking as his daughter picked up her toy dragon and looked up to him, eyes wide.

"You can't kill him! Miss Koh-a told us that he was just angry because his babies were taken! The heroes just need to calm him down so he can know they're okay now and he can go back to sleep."

Keith smiled, "Alright, then the pilot of the Diamond Gundam swooped up and gave the dragon a big hug and took him back home. How about that," the girl's father offered, picking up the model of the Diamond Weapon to put it with the stuffed dragon. 

The girl sniffled and nodded, "And they prevented a calamity and all had a big parade for the heroes and Bahamut?"

"Yeah," Keith answered, standing up to strike a pose with the model in his hand, "And made heroic statues of them! All of them lived happily-"

"Summers!," Gaius's voice roared.

"Papa Gaius," G'khenna yelled out, hurrying over to hug the man.

The Garlean pat the Miqo'te on the head, brow furrowed, angry gaze fixed on her father, "Is there any particular reason you're playing with secret Garlean tech prototypes?"

Keith swallowed, scratching his cheek as he looked away, "Ah. Well, we got bored waiting for you for dinner and started playing space army with them."

Gaius narrowed his eyes and Keith sweat, knowing he was toast once G'khenna was out of ear shot. Below, the young Miqo'te bounced and tugged on the older man's coat.

"You were a hero too! You helped coordinate us so we could stop Bahamut and reunite him with his other dragons!"

The Garlean stiffened a moment. All traces of tension melted from his face. Taking the girl's hand, he turned and walked her out of his apartment, "I did? Why don't you tell me about it on our way to see Allie for dinner?"

Keith let out a sign of relief then smiled as he watched his daughter excitedly retell the story they made up together. As he put the figures back where found them, he noticed the portrait of Gaius and his family on the wall. 

"We'll keep taking good care of them," he said to the picture before turning to go catch up with them.

#final fantasy xiv #ffxiv #final fantasy 14 #ff14 #ffxiv oc #ff xiv #ffxiv miqo'te #keith summers #G'khenna Summers #gaius van baelsar #the sorrow of werlyt #eureka orthos #ffxivwrite2023 #FFxivwrite #ffxiv write 2023 #gundam #gundam au

[asknarashikari]

Touma gets turned into the Saber Chemy either because the Xross Saber acts up while he's with Houtaro or X Wizard's shenanigans. Saber cast reactions? Also, what would Chemy version of the other Saber Riders look like in your opinion?

...Honestly, this is pretty much what I imagined Saber's Final Form Ride would be, maybe with a bit more resemblance to Brave Dragon.

I think that says all that needs to be said on the matter.

As for the other Riders... I guess they'd be Chemmified versions of whatever their primary Ride Book is themed after, with aesthetics from their actual Rider form. So:

Rintaro- Lion

Kento- Genie in a lamp (thank goodness he's not a hedgehog again!)

Ryo- The World Turtle (think the lion-turtle from ATLA)

Ren- Monkey-ninja (because his primary Ride Book is based on Sarutobi Sasuke)

Tetsuo- Sentient candies A young man (Hansel)

Sophia- A dragon like Touma, just themed after Calibur

Yuri- A superhero (because X-Swordsman is based on a comic book)

Reika- A mish-mash of various bugs

Ryouga- A stopwatch (to allude to his ability)

#kamen rider saber #ask #kawaiilizzie

[morninkim]

Rise of the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers - Dino Megazord

Story/Background stuff under the cut, design notes + commentary in the tags!

When needed, the Power Rangers can summon colossal machines known as Zords from their Power Coins. The form a Zord takes is dependent on their personal thought of what could be most powerful at the time of bonding to their coin. For Zordon's originally chosen Power Rangers 10,000 years ago, it was mythical creatures significant to each of their alien cultures, similar in appearance to a Dragon, a Unicorn, a Griffin, a Stone Lion and a Phoenix.

In this team's case, upon finding the coins, Billy posits that the coins could potentially date back to the Ice Age, or even the time of Dinosaurs. Zack and Trini latch on to the Ice Age comment and eventually manifest the Sabertooth and Mastodon Zords, while Jason, Billy and Kimberly think of a Tyrannosaurus, Triceratops and Pterodactyl, respectively.

While the five Zords don't appear as physical contructs until some time into the team's struggle against the Dark Green Ranger, once they do, the Rangers are able to combine them into the great Dino Megazord.

Armed with the powerful Mastodon Cannon and the Triceratops Saber, the Dino Megazord is easily a match for Rita's Dragonzord, eventually gaining the ability to combine with it when Tommy reclaims the Green Power Coin and summons her own purified version.

#rotmmpr #mmpr #mighty morphin power rangers #power rangers #my art #dino megazord #i am... not good at drawin robots. so the rise!megazord is part combining mecha and part fusion ala omnimon/omegamon from digimon adventure #hence the sword and cannon #i imagine also that the triceratops and mastodon heads can shrink and recede their weapons (kinda like the storm megazord's lightning mode) #to allow for more hand-to-hand combat #or to summon other weapons based on the other zords #like a set of daggers for the sabertooth and a buster sword for the tyrannosaurus #and a bow for pterodactyl #idk what the dragonzord looks like yet but. im thinking about basing the dark dragonzord on m*tt's dzord from the comics bc like #i feel like that design could work as inspiration for it with it being more monstrous and agile #while when tommy summons hers its more lumbering and classical godzilla (rise tommy ABSOLUTELY is a fan of showa era godzilla movies) #once again recurring theme in stuff i do being dark dzord is an unstoppable force while tommy's dzord is an immovable object #kinda if that makes sense lmao #anyway. also wanted to mixup the formation a bit so mastodon forms upper arms and left forearm #triceratops is right forearm #sabertooth is lower legs (kinda splits in half diagonally) and pterodactyl is chest head and shoulder joints #tyrannosaurus is main body that the others kind of clamp onto #ALSO each zords placement is significant to each member of the team's place in the group #with billy being everyone's right arm and always wanting to help #zack's the shoulders because he lifts everyone up on them and keeps hold #jason's the main body and core because he's mostly the leader and wants to keep everyone together #trini is the legs because she keeps everyone grounded and moving forward whenever she can #and kim forms the head and chest because she's the heart of the team (being told as much by everyone when she first summons her zord)

[soggyrainpuddles]

My Personal Favorite BSD Abilities

Got into an argument so I'm backing up here

!SPOILERS AHEAD!

here we go:

8. Another - Yukito Ayatsuji

"Once the criminal behind a murder is identified, the killer will face certain death in an 'accident'

Adding to that, this dude can be ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD and kill someone (a criminal).

Literally no matter how strong they are

(He can't control it, it's literally an accident)

7. Draconia - Tatsuhiko Shibusawa

"A multi-formed ability. Is able to create a mysterious mist capable of separating abilities from their users. If the ability kills its user then it will be added to Draconia's Room."

This was pretty damn cool when I saw this

But dangerous!!!!!!

Basically once separated, the ability and it's user fight each other

If the ability wins, then it turns into a crystal and gets but in the room

And if the user wins, they can reclaim their ability

+ user cannot use their ability when fighting it

Also when Shibusawa died, he had to get killed MULTIPLE TIMES because he was manifested in sans memory when he got killed the first time due to his ability

Then he turned into a dragon hybrid

(Also it was Fyodor's fault kinda)

6. Undefeated By The Rain - Miyazawa Kenji

"Unleashes untold strength and stoutness but only when he is hungry."

Very specific, but I like it!

His schedule can literally be: Yeet a car, kick some gangsters' ass, then eat lunch

He could not eat for a few hours and probably level a building (might be a little exagerrating)

HES SO CALM ABOUT IT TOO WTF????

When he does eat, he'll end up sleeping after (well deserved!)

5. Illuminations + Anne of Abyssal Red - Arthur Rimbaud and Lucy Maud Montgomery

Illuminations: "Allows him to create a hyperspace which he has full control over. Thanks to this he is able to create a nearly impenetrable defense that could not be broken by guns or explosives."

As we saw, he can pretty much do anything in the hyperspace

He basically put some life in a corpse in that space (not really)

And the only way you can get out is to nullify the ability

This ability has no limited range either, so he could cover large area with it

Anne of Abyssal Red: "Able to create an alternate dimension called Anne's Room. Anyone who loses a game of tag against the monstrous Anne, who dwells inside, is locked in the dimension forever."

Similar concept, not quite the same

In Anne's room, you can actually escape, but you will have no memories of the room once you leave

And then there is Anne, who will play a game of tag with you

If you get tagged, you join people with the same fate in a secret room

But Lucy can link the exit to somewhere of her choice, so the next thing you know, you could be in a moving vehicle

The only known way to escape with knowledge of the room is when Lucy deactivates her ability

4. Plum Blossoms in Snow - Tetchō Suehiro

"Allows him to manipulate the length and form of his saber."

Stretchy sword

It goes super long

THIS MF WENT YOINKITY SPOINKITY AND STABBED KENJI IN A HELICOPTER

He can totally use it more like a grappling hook

So it's perfect for evasion and attacking!

3. Light Snow - Jun'ichirō Tanizaki

"Able to project illusions into physical space, like a smokescreen."

He can make fake objects like in Anne's Room

But there's more

In his fight with John and Lovecraft, he changed what the truck driver saw

And we knew how that ended, the truck crashed into them

This can extend to things like cameras, making him perfect for infiltrations and spying

2. Priceless Tears - Saigiku Jōno

"Allows him to disintegrate his own body into atom-sized pieces."

With this, he can fit into small spaces in order to avoid attacks

Air conditioners, under doors, you name it

He can also disintegrate his body when in contact with a gun or lethal weapon like that, almost making him immune to physical objects

Though, he can get hurt in his form of particles

1. The Overcoat - Nikolai Gogol

"His overcoat serves as a portal connecting another point in space, up to thirty meters away"

You ever seen that scene where Josuke opens up a paper and a hand with a gun comes out?

Literally that, but limited range

30 meters doesn't seem a lot, but it's pretty good for a ranged ability

He put people through his coat

He put himself through his coat

He put a fucking telephone pole through his coat

Yeah that's it!

Sorry if I got some details wrong, I haven't read the manga in a while, so I scraped together what I know

#also english isnt my first language so... #bsd #bungou stray dogs #nikolai gogol #jōno saigiku #tetchou suehiro #tanizaki junichirou #lucy maud montgomery #arthur rimbaud #kenji miyazawa #Yukito Ayatsuji #Tatsuhiko Shibusawa #pt. 2 maybe