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mimble-sparklepudding · 9 months
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FFXIV Swap Poem Thingy
I had the honour of being matched with the very marvellous @paintedscales for the FFXIV Swap. I really enjoyed learning about Nomin and her backstory and it's given me the opportunity to do a lot of background reading on Xaela lore and the history of the Azim Steppe. Definitely worth reading Nomin's Carrd if you want more detail on the events described below.
However I was a bit worried that a poem might not be as exciting as some of the beautiful artwork created by others for this project, so I took the liberty of commissioning a custom character banner for Nomin as a little extra.
Anyway Poetry Time (mostly under the cut as it's quite long).
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The Nameless Child.
The nameless child, left by design,
Bound tight with rope to sacred pine,
As tribal customs did dictate,
But was resolved to change her fate,
And once she had her bonds untwined,
She chose to leave her tribe behind,
From that day forth, without regret,
She was no longer a Tumet.
Having swiftly named herself,
Quietly and with practiced stealth,
She made her way across the plains,
To the lone town the Steppe contains,
Where, seeing one so young exiled,
They grudgingly took in the child,
Gave her food and clothes withal,
And raised her as a young Saghal.
The traditions of this peaceful tribe,
Among many other things proscribe,
The killing or the subjugation,
Of beasts with whom they share creation,
And thus, bitter irony indeed,
The adherents of this gentle creed,
Were enslaved, or left for dead,
Their lives destroyed by the Jhungid.
Having beheld her brother slain,
She had to work quite hard to feign,
Any form of acquiescence,
As she grew through her adolescence,
Under the watchful, callous, eyes,
Of custodians who she despised,
So she knew exactly what to do,
When battle dawned with the Kharlu.
As each tribe faced the other’s host,
In battle for the Eastern coast,
She drew the arrow in her bow -
And turned her back upon the foe,
Without pause, without remorse,
She shot her leader from his horse,
Before riding back to burn their yurts,
Administering their just deserts.
Having freed her former tribe,
She knew that she must circumscribe,
Her kinship with them all thenceforth,
To keep them safe, so journeyed North,
And West across the Steppe alone,
In search of tribes as yet unknown,
And, from spending time with each,
She’d learn all that they had to teach.
Whether across a glacier,
Travelling with the Angura,
Or racing upon an Oroq Sled,
She absorbs all that they’ve done and said,
And be it Himaa, Gharl or Mol,
Each colour's blended in her soul,
And every one that she recalls,
Is carried forth in her footfalls.
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(For those that are interested in such things I opted for rhyming couplets as the nearest form I could find to traditional Mongolian Epic Poetry (known as tuuli). There are six variations of narrative in these epics, and (extremely loosely) I opted for The Mythicised Epic, where the hero fights to restore order, as the basis for Nomin's tale. The most famous version of this narrative in Mongolian Folklore is the Epic of King Gesar, but there are lots of other ones. Definitely worth learning about if you enjoy cultural history.)
Many thanks to @paintedscales for their patience in waiting for me to pull my finger out and finish this - and also for helping me with the pronunciation of the various Xaela tribes with which Nomin has been associated. Needless to say, until this assistance, I was apparently getting most of them very wrong (aside from the Mol - I could manage that one!)
I hope you enjoy my silly poem and the nice Custom Banner!
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bubbie995 · 2 years
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I guess pain will be the only thing
I ever get to bring
But I will send it through the air
Like a loosely-gripped baseball bat swing
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poreyneel · 7 months
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you didn't fall you were created this way
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 1 month
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The junior quintet riding a giant illustrious cod.
(For @sandpancakecat)
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petite-phthora · 3 months
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Dp x Dc prompt #6
Verda the blob ghost was just casually floating around, enjoying exploring the different cities.
While they’re quite old in ghost terms, Verda has never really gone to the human world before.
So, they got curious and one thing led to another and now they’re here. Floating around from place to place, exploring.
Everything here is so different here from the ghost zone and—
Oh!
Verda stopped dead in their tracks when they feel a call for help coming form another core.
And not just any other ghost core. No, it’s a baby core calling for help!
Well of course Verda has to go check it out and help the poor distressed thing.
And if they end up becoming the new ghostly parent to a recently formed baby ghost?
Well, Verda believes that they’ll be perfectly fine taking care of their new child.
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Jason doesn’t know what the hell is going on.
All he knows is that he got in a though spot in a fight without back-up and then a glowing green floating blob thing showed up that has refused to leave since.
It somehow got him out of the fight safely and now it keeps following him around. No matter what he tries, he can’t get rid of it.
He even tried shooting it, only for it to happily eat the bullets!
He glances at the blob.
Well… the little guy does look quite cute…
It seems to notice he’s looking and, while it’s hard to read its body language or facial expression, he gets a distinct feeling of happiness-calm-reassuring from it that leaves him slightly rattled.
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emdeerm · 5 months
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Half-brother?!?!????
Prompt ig. Don't have enough knowledge to pull it off.
So, Dp stuff happen. AGIT too. So PP is gone and forgotten.
ANYWAY. Time passes, and after another huge battle of Ghosts, Maddie dies. Jack is distraught. He wasn't the most attentive parent before and had completely stopped trying to be one after that.
Danny was 17 and Jazz was 19 when they woke up to a small note with an apology.
Jack moved away. He was in his late 40s, the Ghosts were never his biggest interest tbh, it was Maddie and he loved her and her interests to bits. Now that the driving force was gone he just saw no point.
He got back into Uni. Got a degree and started travelling to different sights.
There he met Janet Drake and the rest is history upto your interpretation.
Tim, when he becomes Robin, does a more thorough check of his family and finds out about the possibility that he might have siblings. Adult, independent siblings. He didn't know whether or not to reach out. If he even should. He found records of them searching for his father. Maybe they wouldn't at all be happy to learn about the fact that their dad had a whole new family...
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ghuleh-recs · 6 months
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temper tantrum.
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owlghuleh · 11 months
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I missed Aether so much last night 😭
BUT this Ghoul (phantom?) had SUCH a good stage presence and is kinda sexy
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tanukibby · 26 days
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Okay... I gave Omega and Terzo an adopted daughter. Her name is Tempest, and she's an air ghoul kit.
She drags nesting material into omega's pouch when it's time for naps or bed.
And she has a lot to say about Terzo's singing, as in chirping and squawking during practice. Someone hand her a mic.
She hates Mummy Dust because it doesn't sound like her Papa. She doesn't like the growl in his voice.
She is their baby, and they love her to death.
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xiaolumi-love · 4 months
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understand when i ship something it is never in a straight or neurotypical way
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ezcatart · 24 days
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on this day 25 years ago, the bad brother alex eggleston arrived home from college...
👼 the yiik iv demo is out now on steam! 😈
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rotaryphoam · 22 days
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yiik and the nameless psycho sister
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nameimpending · 1 month
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ERROR 4/04
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puhpandas · 6 months
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the name Evan is so perfect for the crying child because it doesn't even affect just him. a narrivate many people believe is that Michael was like the least favorite child or the outcast of the family, and the name Evan actually can contribute to that
Elizabeth, Evan, Michael. it separates Michael from his siblings even more because their names start with E and his starts with M. also M is an upside down W but that's besides the point
not to mention how much it genuinely fits him. Evan Afton just rolls of the tongue really well and fits his appearance/character. his role as the 'good' in an angel/devil dynamic with vengeful Cassidy and forgiving Evan just makes Evan work. idk why. the name Evan just feels so calm and kind. very specific I know
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emoangel44 · 16 days
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who out there postmoderning their rpg
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yaoimafias · 22 days
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i love my little girl more than you do i dare you i dare you
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