#Tailwind series

[jean-wei]

All-Purpose God, 2019.

Posting some old comics. This is vol 1 of a series of short comics I've been making in my spare time, under the umbrella "Phrasebook". They're each based on a phrase or word in Chinese that I've been thinking about. You can read vol 2 ("Dragon Whiskers)" here, and vol 3 ("Tailwind") here.

[bunny584]

For I Have Sinned

“Let no one say when he is tempted, ‘I am being tempted by God’ For God cannot be tempted by evil.” James 1:13.

But Father Geto can be. 

Newly appointed Chaplain of the Noble Court, Suguru is a reformed sinner. Sanctity, discipline and celibacy are commandments of his choosing. A devout servant of the Lord. Armored with the Breastplate of Righteousness, the Shield of Faith. 

This should be sufficient enough to withstand temptation. 

Right? 

Pairing: Geto x Female reader 

C/W: Religious themes, dark romance, eventual filth. 18+. MDNI. 

A/N: Holy hell. Anon, you sick, twisted genius. You, the puppeteer. Me, the puppet who writes. This one — this story might be the one. Frothing at the mouth to know what you guys think. Going on AO3 for sure. I haven’t decided if I will keep this long fic series here, but since it was an anon ask its only right to honor them with the first chapter. 

Art credit: @ potchi_jpg on X

Music: Garden Kisses x Giveon (this was on a manic repeat for at least an hour. It wrote the chapter. I implore you to listen and levitate like I did).

CHAPTER I. Hello, Duchess.

Andesite. Dacite. Schist. 

Gorgeous. 

Suguru takes a mental note of the rock formations whizzing by just before he spears the Aegean Sea. Tailwind force trailing his feet in an elegant whirl.

Eh, mediocre landing. He’s out of practice. 

It’s true. Seminary did not allow for too much idle time in between biblical studies. Devil’s playground, and such. 

And it’s not in his nature to half-ass any life endeavor, whatever it may be. 

Suguru deftly levels out in the welcoming waves. Loose-limbed and fluid. Choosing to hover below her surface for a few moments longer. The tail end of his thick, singular French braid undulating behind him.

His body flows in tandem with the current. Swimming deep enough to scatter a pool of Fagri. He instinctively captures one in his large hand — not quite as out-of-touch as he thought. 

‘Make it to shore! If Poseidon calls, don’t answer Him, son!’

The gentle fisherman called out each time Suguru dove off their vessel. Still two or three, sometimes up to five miles from the coast, he’d plunge into the waters. Regardless of her mood, Suguru craved to be surrounded by her embrace. 

To be baptized by her tide. 

Showered with her salt of the earth. 

A dampened smile blooms across Suguru’s terse lips. Oxygen bubbles float about, from the muffled chuckle escaping him. 

His father’s voice rings between his ears. A little less clearly, nowadays. 

He always dove deeper than his fellow seafarers. Without the restraints of gear or protective equipment. Unnaturally comfortable in an element more labile than human nature. 

Suguru’s father mused about his Stormborn boy’s true lineage. 

‘Everyday, I prayed for you. Begged for you. And the God of the Ocean delivered a precious gift. Don’t return to His storms too soon.’

Fond memories, a little yellowed now. Callouses from those days have faded. 

Suguru is a different man. Born again. In a new country. With a new home, a new purpose. 

Even still, it’s comforting to know the world is 70% water, 30% land. And the Great Majority has always welcomed him with open arms.

No matter the iteration of his life, he’ll always find a home at Sea.

“Father Geto!”

What? 

Suguru begins his ascent. He is still by the cliff edge. Not nearly far enough for the Sirens to beckon. 

“Chaplain! Are you out there?”

Not even the saltwater penetrates his ears like this melody. 

An ethereal crescendo. With all the grace and beauty of a summer swan. Light enough to lull stoic men to a peaceful, permanent, slumber. 

More alluring. More disorienting than the songs at sea he’s heard and resisted. Potent enough to drown a warship. 

Who is calling for him?

Suguru chases the lethal sound. Careful pauses at each depth-level. To avoid returning to Poseidon’s storms too soon, as his father would say. 

“Father Geto!” 

Ahh, a voice he recognizes. His alter boy, Noel, at the peak.

Helios is kind, today. Because the Sun kisses Suguru as he breaks the surface. If the Ocean is his home, the Sun is certainly his lover. 

“What is it, Noel?” He calls in between strides to the volcanic edge.

“You have a visitor!” A tremble to Noel’s tone. Suguru cant help the low chuckle that leaves him.

Adolescents are always so anxious. Nervous about the most inconsequential, meaningless things. He was once the same. 

Who could be visiting? His schedule is supposed to be cleared today. 

Suguru laments leaving his clothing at the peak of the cliffside. Tossing a glance over his left shoulder - memories of his past life tattooed in various symbols. His back, covered in a sprawling trident. 

A permanent stain from the life he lived before this. It’s unbecoming of a priest to be seen this way. 

Latching onto the unforgiving rocky edges, Suguru scales the steep terrain in long steps and short holds. Serrated earth digs into his damp palms with each grasp.

He savors the pain. It’s familiar. An indication that he’s spent some time in the only other place he finds unfettered peace. 

“Noel, my schedule was cleared. Who could be—“

“Pardon my intrusion, Father Geto.” You seep into Suguru’s sentence, effectively answering his question. 

Music. 

Suguru nearly falls backward off the ledge he just set foot on.

Rumors about your beauty pollenated the compound for weeks. Anxiously anticipating your arrival. Hushed voices between maidens. Whispers within the walls of parlors. Bellowing gossip between court officials. 

All the words, all the speculations roll around Suguru’s skull. Louder than glass shattering in an empty room. 

They were wrong. 

Liars. 

Not even a tenth of the truth can be found in the frivolous ‘she’s a beauty’, ‘what a pretty face’ and comments of the like taking root in the compound. 

No, no. 

You were sculpted by every single Deity Suguru has ever studied.  

Because the One he has chosen to worship couldn’t have possibly crafted you alone. 

The good Lord is simply without the means.

Suguru will have to repent for that blasphemous thought later. 

…but God granted him eyesight, no? 

Eyes that can see underwater with the same clarity as a cloudless day. He trusts his eyes more than any part of his body. 

And they aren’t deceiving him. 

Flushed and turned away, Suguru takes a moment to soak you in, while patting himself dry. Maybe taking a little extra time to step into his khaki slacks and white button up. 

His wind pipe threatens to spasm with each sip of you he takes. 

Exquisite woman. 

You could convert a non believer in an instant. 

The gentle slope of your nose, those warmed soft, high cheeks deserve to be cherished in a museum. 

That dress. 

The tailor must’ve sewn it to your body in real time. Rolling hills and dips of your feminine curves. So quick to surrender to the ride your frame is taking him on. 

Suguru could fall to his knees and praise the Gods right here and now for their attention to detail. 

“Duchess? I’m embarrassed. Forgive my attire, I wasn’t expecting visitors today.”

Still damp but fully clothed, Suguru walks forward with a steady hand outstretched. Intentionally skipping eye contact with Noel, who would’ve interpreted the glance as anger. The boy is practically vibrating in his periphery. 

Concerned about possibly making a mistake, sure. But if Suguru were still a betting man, he’d bet your presence is driving Noel’s rattled nerves. 

“I’m the one who should be asking for forgiveness!” Unveiling your face to him with a gorgeous smile, you offer a delicate hand that drowns in his. 

Well.

To call it just a gorgeous smile makes him no better than the rumor mill and its grave underestimation. 

The air around him is sliced to a fraction of what it was. Suddenly gossamer thin and inadequate. 

You are breathtaking. 

“Please.” A deceptively even tone and casual wave of his hand. You wouldn’t know that words taste like sandpaper. 

“How can I serve you, Duchess?” 

“You do not have to address me as such, Father. I’m not wed, yet!”

Bunny lines along your nose deepen when you laugh. Heat scorches Suguru’s ears and you both are presently under shade. 

Do. Not. Covet.

“It’s all the same.” With a restrained smile, Suguru peels his eyes away from yours. 

Resting them on his rectory in the distance. He gestures his hands forward. Noel scrambles ahead of you two, undoubtedly to go tidy the chapel (that is already spotless). 

“You’re quite the swimmer.” 

You could assassinate him, you know. 

With that voice of yours. The way it stuns his senses. Far more dangerous now that it isn’t dampened by unrelenting waves. 

Suguru is a strong swimmer. He knows it. Noel knows it. The whole court knows it. Great Whites know it. 

So why is his spine unraveling at its seams when you say it? 

Why is his heart knocking against his sternum like it’s on the run from something? 

From someone, rather. 

“Mmm.” Suguru hums through closed lips. 

Unable to acknowledge the compliment with decorum. He opts for diversion instead. 

“Duchess, if I may. What prompted your visit to the chapel? How can I serve you?” 

The two of you take lazy strides along the cobblestone path. You ogle at a white rose bush that Suguru is particularly fond of. 

“I was touring the compound and noticed the garden surrounding the Church.” 

A distracted response, while nestling your nose in a pretty bloom. Sun rays fanning your face as if to showcase that you’re God’s favorite. A biblical example of how flowers should be enjoyed.

Is it just the roses? Or are you this beautiful no matter the plant?  

“Ahh. Come, then.” 

You’re being indulgent, Suguru. 

Maybe so. But the Chapel Grounds are his domain. The greenery lives and breathes under his fingertips. He adamantly refused a groundskeeper for the garden. Taking pride in nurturing its needy existence. 

Second only to his eyes, Suguru trusts his hands fully. They’re intelligent. Fast. Expansive. 

Definitive. Firm when the situation calls for it, yet gentle. Quick to learn. 

Attentive. 

He’s never gotten a shortage of compliments on his hands—

“Wisteria!” You torpedo through Suguru’s rapidly disintegrating spiral. And he couldn’t be more grateful. 

Regaining a shred of control, he leads you under the oak archway. Draped in curtains of Wisteria. The billowing lilac petals sway romantically in the sea breeze. 

Your lips hang open in a pretty, shocked ‘Oh.’ Eyes wide, gazing up at him in wonder. Adoration woven into those beautiful features slams hot and heavy into his lower abdomen. Remnant embers warming below his belt line. 

Suguru coughs to reset his over-sensitive senses. A futile gesture because you knock him right back down to his knees. 

“Oh, Father…..please?” A soft plea rolls through the slit in your lips. Pulling his eyes down to your pout.

Fuck. 

The rock formation Suguru took note of earlier suddenly materializes in his throat. You coated his honorific in a new tone. Breathy and desperate. As if he is the only person who could satisfy your needs. 

His skin is half a degree away from melting clear off his skeleton under those big, warm eyes of yours. 

“Specify your request, Duchess.”

Both hands jam into his pockets so he can dig his nails into his thighs unnoticed. The searing pain tethering him to this dimension. 

A deep rose blooms over your cheeks. Realizing you hadn’t actually asked him a question before begging. 

So, prettily. 

“May I please tend to your garden? It’s…I’m far from home and gardening brings me so much joy. Please, Father Geto—“

“Yes.” 

His agreement comes well before Suguru is ready. Or, thought it through. 

Should a noble woman be seen doing tasks as menial as gardening? 

Should you be seen without your fiancée on his grounds? 

What will you look like? 

Kneeling over a bed of sunflowers? 

Kneading the soil with your delicate, small hands—

“How can I thank you?” Your lips curl into an intoxicating smile. And Suguru no longer has the capacity to be in your presence. 

“No need, stay as long as you like. I have to take my leave.”

Suguru offers a curt wave and terse smile before spinning on his heel. Leaving you, a work of art, beneath the masterpiece that is his arc of wisteria. 

He barrels down the Chapel corridors at light speed. The pews, confessional, meeting rooms whirl by his periphery in a drunken haze.

Cold water. Cold water. 

The wooden bathroom door creaks and wails beneath his harsh touch. Suguru fumbles with the two-level lock.

He nearly strips down naked. The fire incinerating him from within is unbearable. If there were scissors within grasp he would’ve cut his braid completely off. Because even the familiar sway of his waist length mane along his back is too much. 

You are too much.

Suguru’s fingers unravel his braid and reposition his locks into a tight bun. Off the damp skin along his neck. 

‘Father….please?’

Your voice echoes from Suguru’s incapacitated brain down to his drooling cock. Icy water splashes against face. 

Suguru’s length has been weeping since you first revealed your face to him. Twitching and thrashing with every single word that came out of that pretty, sinful mouth. He’s never been so grateful that today he chose to swim with compression gear, rather than his usual bared skin. 

Are you doing this on purpose?

Wide eyed and demure. But with a voice more beautiful than any siren that has tried to lure him to his watery grave. 

Is this a test?

Suguru’s fingers desperately grasp the golden cross around his neck. Digging the symbol into his palm. 

“Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners…” He starts. Ignited, smoldering violet eyes staring back at him are unrecognizable. 

They are not of God. 

They are dark. 

Lust filled. 

“Now. And…and at the hour of our death.” Words slip through his gritted teeth. His other hand grips the sink edge. 

‘May I please tend to your Garden?’

“God. Please.” Suguru is the one pleading. To anyone above.

For self-control. For reprieve from the shape of your lips when you beg. His cock bucks against his inner thigh. Demanding attention to the ache between his legs. 

Are you Eve? 

Have you come to destroy his Eden?

Your delectable mounds barely hidden beneath that fucking dress as the Apple?

“Holy…Holy Mary, Mother of God…pray for us sinners.” His vice grip around the cross tightens. Babbling words he hopes can provide him with some restraint, some clarity.

They don’t.

Because his other hand now hovers over the pulsating bulge in his slacks. His manhood starved. Especially having been deprived of touch. Of warmth for longer than Suguru remembers.

“Holy…Mary…fuck.” Blasphemy rolling off his tongue. 

Scorching heat radiating from his hovering palm pierces his clothing. Encasing his cock like a warmed blanket. Enticing him like the soft sex of a woman. Every single muscle is under wire tension. Forcing space between his need and his hand. 

His hands. Don’t forsake him now. He trusts his hands. 

“Father Geto? Are you alright?” Noel’s call from the other side of the door startles Suguru still.

“I’m—“ Suguru clears his dry throat “I’m alright, Noel. What do you need?”

“I saw you run in here and—“

“I’m okay.” Suguru replies, more softly this time. The boy is almost too tender-hearted for his own good.

He doesn’t miss the small sigh of relief. 

“I left your updated schedule on your desk.” 

“And what would I do without you?”

Suguru can almost hear Noel smiling across the barrier. Gleefully padding away. Completely unaware that his presence was the saving grace from disgracing himself. 

Another splash of cold water on his face and multiple deep breaths later, Suguru finally gains enough composure to emerge. 

Curious about the updates to his schedule, he strides to his office. A leather folder awaits with his itinerary.

Saturday: 0800 - 1000- Youth lecture 

Saturday: 1800 - 2000 - Evening mass

Sunday: 0700 - 0900 - Morning mass

Sunday: 1300 - 1400 - Pre-Marital Counseling [CONFIDENTIAL] 

“High court, then.” Suguru muses to himself. Pulling out the envelope with a matching demarcation. Meant for his eyes only. Should the seal be broken en route to the recipient the offender could be sentenced to death for treason. 

And at this moment, Suguru finds that fate less painful than the spear currently piercing his lungs.

His eyes burn into the names written at the bottom of the page.

The Duke Ahriman  & The Duchess-to-Be.

Chapter II

E/N: Hello from [redacted]. I am literally losing my shite. I’m already in love with the plot before it has even fully materialized. And prince-of-the-sea-Suguru? This headcannon has me in a chokehold I fear. Thank you for reading 💋

[weclassybouquetfun]

It's been a big week for Nicholas Galitzine and his pouty lips.

This historical seven-episode drama dropped.

And the trailer for the Amazon Prime adaptation of the novel THE IDEA OF YOU bowed.

In it, Galitzine plays a boybander a'la Harry Styles, hence these embarrassing promo pics.

You can follow the band on IG and they even have a song!

MINOR RWRB/MARY & GEORGE THOUGHT (Non-Spoiler)

I only recently caught the tailwind of some Twitter kerfluffle about mpreg in the RED WHITE AND ROYAL BLUE fandom so for everyone defending Henry being the one constantly getting knocked up - use this shot of Nicholas in MARY & GEORGE and be vindicated! He wears pregnancy well!

I love that the main conceit of the series is this heaux possesses such beauty that we have no choice but to weaponize it.

[pokemon-card-of-the-day]

Pokemon Card of the Day #3223: Dragonite (Expedition)

Dragonite was not a Pokemon that had any surprising use. It was all about helping other Pokemon Retreat. It just sat on the Bench and everything on its team could retreat for free. This was really cool, especially in any format that lacked the good Baby Pokemon as it let Pokemon that switched out when attacking to go to something else to absorb hits with no worries. The downside? Dragonite itself didn't get the benefit since it had to be on the Bench to use said Poke-Power, and that made it vulnerable to forced switches. It was also awful as an attacker, so you had to keep that in mind if trying to build with this.

100 HP was one of those typical Stage 2 numbers. It was very likely to take a hit most of the time, though it should be noted that if using this in E-on you did have a struggle against Blaziken decks due to Blaziken ex just sniping it off the Bench. There was no Weakness or Resistance to worry about here, and the Retreat Cost was 2. This was really awkward if you couldn't get 2 Dragonite into play, making Pokemon Reversal a potential way to just block its entire deck for a couple of turns. A Dragonite deck would not be playing switching cards due to everything else pivoting for free with it around, after all.

Tailwind was a Poke-Power that could be used once per turn. If it was on your Bench, you could reduce your Active Pokemon's Retreat Cost to 0. This was good for anything with a high Retreat Cost, but building in a Stage 2 line meant you'd probably be building around the concept since otherwise you'd probably be fine with things like Switch and Warp Point. Pokemon that could pivot while doing damage, like Donphan and Gengar, could go out to something bulky to absorb the incoming hit. Donphan was only available in Neo-On, which could just move to Focus Band Cleffa, meaning that the Gengar pairing was the likely move. This was okay in E-On but much more likely to succeed if just playing around with the E-series cards due to the lack of that truly awful match-up.

Dragon Tail had a horrible cost. 1 Lightning, 1 Water, and 1 Fighting Energy was extremely awkward to pay, only really being accessible in E-On with Double Rainbow Energy. The attack got you 2 coin flips, with 40 damage for each heads, so it wasn't even worth going for.

Dragonite had a clear role, and one that was nice: helping its team retreat easily. Most decks would still prioritize Trainers just because of the deck space needed to run a Dragonite line, but it still did its job if it wasn't hit by a forced switching card. Dragonite really only saw play in the unofficial e-card only format, where it was far more likely to build up a second Dragonite on the Bench safely and let Gengar switch out to bulky Pokemon over and over. It was at least usable, almost entirely in casual decks, in other formats, especially in ones where you didn't have a ton of Pokemon that could retreat for free.

[kandiyaki]

am i the only one who always got hyped when they saw kieran being super edgy and competitive? like fuck yeah lil dude you're like the only person that gave me a run for my money in this game so far. i actually have to try against u and its fun as hell. if u manage to beat me i will smile serenely like a grizzled old ex-samurai whose pupil has finally landed a blow on them

(spoilers below the break)

they should have made his champion fight harder bro. like when he threw out that dragonite/politoed lead i got such a huge grin on my face bc i was like "fuck YES im gonna get tailwinded on and swept with 100% accurate hurricanes" but dragonite doesnt have tailwind even tho it has an empty move slot??? i think if they gave politoed a damp rock instead of a wacan berry, gave dnite tailwind, and swapped out pory-Z's thunderbolt for 100% accurate thunder this would have been by far the coolest fight in the series. we were so close to getting a fight against a whole-ass rain tailwind team but game freak are cowards. the incineroar inclusion was awesome tho

[thisisyourauthorspeaking]

I don't write but I am interested in what you would recommend for writing about preparing for a flight in a light aircraft realistically. Even for drawing. While reading your blog I remembered some story or something describing a scene in the back seat of a small plane like a cessna 172 and I just couldn't imagine any of it well because i know that space is too dang tight.

Also, just out of curiosity

What are some examples of planes that you can instruct in? Are we talkin cessna or piper or beechcraft or?

Hi!

I instruct in the Piper PA-28 series of aircraft, and a basic flight plan is typically done in the few hours preceding a flight, or the night before in the case of an early-morning flight.

Step one is to determine where you want to go, and if the weather will even allow for it to happen. Assuming you're in the USA, aviationweather.gov and 1800wxbrief.com are the two most useful websites for flight planning. This step is a "big picture" glance at the route of flight, and this is when you actually draw your lines on a map to plan out your route.

Once the weather looks okay and your route is planned, the next step is to designate a set of "checkpoints" along your route of flight, be they landmarks on the ground for VFR (visual) flight, or navigation waypoints for IFR (instrument) flight. The purpose of these is not only to remember what to look for, but to help figure out your ETA with some math you'll be doing later in the planning process.

All of these waypoints are written down in a document called a nav log, which is essentially a table describing your route, the waypoints along them, estimated speeds, estimated times, etc. Once all of your waypoints are picked out, you tally up the distances between them (in nautical miles), and make sure that number matches the total distance.

Now, with your route and waypoints, it's time to take a closer look at the weather. Since we already know we'll be clear of any nasty weather, now is the time to focus on one important thing: what the wind is doing.

Using the websites above, we can get a forecast of the wind speed and direction at our desired altitude, which is chosen based on what provides the best tailwind (or least-bad headwind). Our altitude, assuming a VFR flight, follows the hemispherical rule - eastbound flights fly at an odd-thousand altitude plus 500, and westbound flights fly at an even-thousand altitude plus 500. Add the wind speed/direction, as well as the desired altitude, to the nav log.

Now, here's the part where we do the math, and for this, we'll use a special calculator called an E6B. It's a slide rule whose design has been almost unchanged since the Second World War, and it can do unit conversions, course corrections, fuel burn calculations, and much more. What we want right now is the wind correction function - given a desired course, a wind speed, and a wind direction, it can calculate a ground speed (faster with a tailwind, slower with a headwind), as well as a wind correction angle, which is a heading to keep the airplane from being blown off course by the wind.

We need to do a wind calculation for each of our waypoints, adding the wind correction and ground speed to our nav log.

Now that we have our estimated ground speeds at each waypoint, we calculate our estimated time enroute (ETE) between each waypoint, again using the E6B to do so and adding the results to the nav log. Add up the ETEs between each waypoint to get an ETE for the entire route.

After that's done, we'll calculate how much fuel we need. Consult the airplane's manual for a fuel burn measured in gallons per hour (GPH), which is 9.5 GPH for the PA-28. Do the math with the E6B, and you now have your cruising fuel.

Next, climb fuel - for this one, you need to consult the airplane's manual, and follow the directions on a graph to get this number.

Finally, reserve fuel - for a VFR flight during the day, you need enough fuel to cruise to your destination, and then fly at a normal cruising speed thereafter for 30 minutes.

For a VFR flight at night, or an IFR flight, you need 45 extra minutes of fuel, plus any fuel needed to fly to an alternate airport in the case of IFR.

Those are the basic elements of a flight plan, but there's more that pilots are required to familiarize themselves with:

- NOTAMS (notices to air missions; typically concerns airport closures or non-standard procedures)

- Weather information (it's always good to do one more look at the weather, and also obtain a weather briefing for your route of flight)

- Known delays (ground stops, busy airspace, etc)

- Runway lengths at airports of intended use

- Alternative airports to land at if your destination is no longer suitable

- Fuel requirements

- Takeoff and landing performance numbers (can your airplane take off and land within the length of the shortest runway you plan on using?)

- Any other information pertinent to the flight

[aisy15-chan]

You challenged pokemon trainer Danny!!

Alright guys I have a update for Poke AU but can't draw all of them so here they are!! Starting from Danny's main team :]!

Cosmic♂️ Zoroark (normal/Hisuian) Nature: Timid characteristic: Somewhat stubborn Item: Expert Belt Ability: Illusion Move:

-Bitter Malice -Brick Break -Night Daze -Hyper Voice

First met as a present on Danny's 10th birthday while still Zorua (level 5)

Spooky ♀️ Decidueye Nature: Relaxed characteristic: Often dozes off Item: Leftovers Ability: Overgrow Move:

-Leaf Blade -Feather Dance -Spirit Shackle -Tailwind

Meet the first time as a starter pokemon that was gifted with another Alola starter when he was still a rowlet (level 5)

Plasma Rotom Nuture: Naive characteristic: Impetuous and silly Item: Scope Lens Ability: Levitate Move:

-Discharge -Hex -Thunder Wave -Helping Hand

Meet the first time in the Fenton Works laboratory (level 15)

Marsal Marshadow Nature: Quirky characteristic: Highly curious Item: Black Belt Ability: Technician Move:

-Aura Sphere -Bulk Up -Counter -Phantom Force

First met while hiding in Danny's shadow (level 28)

[nameless :( ]♂️ Ceruledge Nature: Jolly characteristic: Very finicky Item: shell Bell Ability: Flash Fire Move:

-Bitter Blade -Dragon Claw -Swords Dance -Phantom Force

Met the first time at casper high school when he was still a Charcadet (level 1 & hatched egg found by Danny)

[nameless :( ]♂️ Aegislash Nature: Careful characteristic: Likes to relax Item: Bright Powder Ability: Stance Change Move:

-Flash Cannon -King's Shield -Shadow Ball -Psycho Cut

First met at ghost zone when he still a Honedge (level 40)

Danny has lot more pokemons!: Bisharp, Mimikyu, all Hisui starter, Gengar, Froslass, husuian Lilligant & more! If you great can you help me name for them ;w;???

Things to watch out for in Poke AU:

This AU is based on the timeline game play not anime. There's no Ash in this AU sorry guys

AU settings in Unova!

I decided that the pokemon owned here (unless they are from outside Unova or gifted/thrown away by their trainers sad i know) in AU are only pokemon in Unova's national pokedex (BW2)

no Danny can't go on Pokemon adventures officially yet because the protagonist Unova is technically the oldest of all the protagonists in all main timeline games (15-16 years old!) So Danny officially becomes a trainer when he's 15/16 years old :')

AU's main plot:

Very simple 11 12 with series but with pokemon! :]

Plot Hisui:

Let's just say Clockwork wanted Danny to take a vacation from his daily life as a super hero, so here Danny Hisui… Disguised as Danko joined the Galaxy Expedition Team, explored Hisui, researched Hisuian Zorua and Zoroark and met people and new pokemon!

Danny learned a lot about making pokeballs and other equipment. He was taught by Volo and Cyllene very often praised him & She also liked the performance as a member who was very active. He studied more closely about Zoroark & Zorua's abilities so that They could avoid conflicts between humans and Pokemon. in a few moments Danny & Volo were nicknamed "crime boy" by people because sometimes they made lot trouble, on how many occasions Danny found that Volo & Cyllene had a fight and stupidly thought they were kissing, for Danny Volo was a 'big brother' figure because of his nature who is confident and smart sometimes reminds him of Jazz sometimes but Volo is more of an asshole than Jazz and Volo gave him the Zoroark Mask on week 3 at Hisui as a reward for his promotion in Galaxy Expedition Team.

When Danny was going back to his timeline, he said goodbye to everyone and… Should he leave the pokemon he caught here? Clockwork says that he can keep and bring them to his timeline! What a relief! Danny comes back and he realizes he was only gone for 3 days… But he actually spent 3 months at hisui and realized he lost his Zoroark mask! Damn- he can't go back to Clockwork just to take that trivial thing… At the same time Volo who wants to return Danny's zoroark mask only finds snowy land with Danny's footprints.

Meeting Volo's (again):

Danny was exploring the ghost zone to make a map, he didn't invite Sam or Tucker because they were busy so well he was alone exploring the Ghost Zone until suddenly his ship's engine broke down and dropped him to the bottom of the Ghost Zone… When he realized Danny found himself in a place that had very different aura from Ghost zone… The place is full of mirrors and just then Danny is greeted by Giratina who seems quite impressed about Danny species, then Giratina and Danny actively talk a lot they have a lot in common! And Giratina took him somewhere and Danny saw someone familiar�� Volo.

Danny & Volo were surprised to see each other… And at the end, after the preamble, Volo told him that he had wanted to destroy the world with Giratina but failed and he was cursed to spend his eternal cursed life, he angry with consuming hatred and obsession with Arcues to survive in the deepest part of the ghost zone… The distorted world, he only interacts with his Pokemon who are also eternally cursed and also Giratina… Sometimes Volo misses a lot of people from his past mass but he realizes he will never meet them again because they are most likely dead sometimes he laments the mask he made for Danny to relieve his boredom… Then he returns Danny's mask to Danny… "I thought I would never return this to you Danko but I'm lucky to be able to return it to you! I will never forget my pather in crime hahahaha!"

In short: Volo Danny escapes from the world of distortion → Volo applies for a job at Fenton Work → Volo becomes the best employee and gets Maddie & Jack's sympathy → VOLO IS ADOPT BY THE FENTON!!!

I forgot to mention that Volo grew Fenton Works business very fast and became the best employee ever!

What next for Poke AU?:

I want add Shauntal in this AU… She a Ghost type elite four… and a writer… fits this au perfectly— & you can ask more if you sent me ask to my ask box pls 👉👈

Oh yeah... Give me your pokemon x dp fanfic i want read it.

[cheesus-doodles]

The Flag We Serve Under: Chapter 2

Yandere Azur Lane

Masterlist

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<< Chapter 1

thank you all for your interest and patience in this little series! I hope you enjoy!

The loud blare of your phone ringing nearly gave you a heart attack as it shocked you straight back into reality from what was an unusually restful sleep. Hands automatically shooting out in a blind attempt to grab at the offending object -  the same way you did every morning - though instead of finding yourself in the warm embrace of your comfortable bed, you tumbled out of your chair with a loud thud, a whirlwind of disturbed papers flying up from your desk and falling gracefully to the ground. “H-huh? What?” The warm wooden surfaces and neat shelves of books and files that surrounded you looked foreign to groggy eyes; where were you? Who were you?

For a moment, the world seemed restless, uneasy, before the next blare of your phone shook you from your trance-like state, and the memories came flooding back. Yes - you remembered now. The previous day's shenanigans at Naval HQ, sailing with Alabama across the deep blue open ocean for the first time in forever, watching the sun set below the horizon from the port window right above your desk; it seemed like you had once more managed to walk away from another counter with your commanding officer, though you had to admit you were definitely worse for the wear this time. 

Your phone protested again, the third insistent ring nudging you into finally picking up, the reluctance all the more clear when you noted it was that asshat of an officer you reported to whose name was plastered across your screen. “Hello?”

There was no greeting from the barking voice on the other end, instead just more orders, more work, handed down from the top and relayed through the small black phone. As expected. You automatically tuned most of the harsh words out as you usually do, focusing on the actual actions that you needed to take; yet as the voice kept coming, the sleepiness instantly drained from your mind, your eyebrows furrowing more and more with every word conveyed. None of this was good news, not at all. “Yes, sir.” Your voice was clear and firm even as your thoughts whirled. More girls being shifted under your command? The Sakura Empire asking to deal directly with you?

What on earth was going on?

“Make sure you don’t mess this up,” Your superior warned, but you could tell this was far more dire situation than any superficial paperwork disaster - the Sakura Empire had broken off from Azur Lane to pursue Siren technology by themselves after all, and neither you nor Naval HQ could tell what they wanted with you. One wrong step could bring the infighting to a whole new level. All you could do was bite your tongue - this wasn’t the right time nor the right person to ask the multitude of questions rushing through your thoughts. 

Yet there was one that you couldn’t resist asking, that no matter how much you tried to hold it down, it still managed to slip out almost unconsciously. “But sir, why now?” Why transfer more to your fleet when it was clear that the top dogs at HQ had not been particularly happy with your performance? Why did the Sakura Empire want to speak with you now? Why you? 

Your commanding officer went silent for a heartbeat, then two, with just the sound of his heavy breathing being picked up and transmitted; from a lack of a better answer or from the loaded question, you didn’t know. But before you could get your answer, your ears picked up the sound of footsteps - numerous sets, if you had to guess - thundering down the deck and growing louder as they approached your makeshift office. The thick bomb-proof steel door flew open with a bang, a toss of white hair swept back in her tailwind as Alabama rushed into the room, usually sleepy crimson eyes frantically scanning the small room, landing on you where you were still seated on the ground. “Commander! Are you okay? What happened?”

There was an instant blast of fresh salty air to your face that rushed through the open door. It was a shame that all the man on the other side of the ocean muttered was that he would ‘get you the information you needed’ before hanging up in a jiffy. Even if he was your superior and wasn’t afraid to treat you like dirt, you knew that most of the members of the staff at Naval HQ feared having to deal directly with the shipgirls, especially with Alabama in particular; the youngest of the Dakota-class sisters was notorious for her mood swings when it came to you after all. Tucking your work phone back into the pocket of your skirt, you gratefully accepted Alabama’s help to stand, straightening out your uniform once you were back on your own two feet right as Helena stepped cautiously through the doorway. “I’m fine. Thank you, Alabama, Helena. Just some morning grogginess.” 

Instead of settling your jumpy subordinates, it only seemed to arouse more suspicion in your tanned friend, red eyes narrowing at you. “Grogginess?” She repeated skeptically, her hand, twitching as if it was trying to resist grabbing you, instead disappearing inside her coat. “Like pregnancy grogginess?”

“No, no. Just awoken at the wrong time I suppose.” You patted your skirt where your phone was. “Duty calls.” You made a mental note to your future self to never find out how those under your charge would react if you actually got pregnant. Or if you ever had a boyfriend. Absolutely not.

Helena bent over to gingerly retrieve your cap, lightly dusting it off before handing it back to you. “Was it him?” She asked quietly, her blue hair still shimmering from salt crystals still clinging to individual strands - remnants of her time spent skating across the ocean. If you recall the schedule correctly, the Brooklyn-class cruiser must have rushed over right as her patrol ended.

“Unfortunately. On the bright side, I do have some updates. Could you gather everyone on the bridge in an hour please, Alabama?”

Said girl gave a curt nod, and you smiled in thanks. “Well in that case, I shall excuse myself back to my quarters.” But the crinkle of paper from the ground caught your attention once more, and you grimaced. You had completely forgotten about those; seems like your steaming shower and fresh uniform would have to wait a little longer.

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“I wonder who is joining our fleet?” Aylwin wondered out loud as she lifted another spoonful of rice and vegetables to her mouth. Despite not having to eat food like you did, you had always insisted that the girls stick to a regular schedule and take a break during lunch time; whether they wanted to have something to munch on was something you left up to their decision, but you had always made food available for them. 

“Maybe we’ll meet some from other factions?” Baltimore suggested, which got a few nods from the eight shipgirls gathered around the table. “The Royal Navy and Dragon Empery are part of the Azur Lane too.” 

The mess hall aboard Alabama’s manifested ship was as worn as the rest of the ship, metal surfaces decorated with a generous litter of surface scratches from being thoroughly scrubbed clean countless numbers of times. Several pictures - of land and home and the vast ocean - decorated the walls, frames nailed firmly to keep them from moving as the ship cut through calm and rough waves alike. Several plates of food lined the center of the cloth-covered bench, a small luxury she knew that was allowed to them only while under your command; Alabama had heard enough of the horror stories from others suffering under less competent Commanders.

“I’m hoping it's the Grey Ghost,” Ranger leaned over the table, her volume dropping like she was . “Went on a mission with her previously before I was redeployed here, but never had a chance to sit and chat with her. She’s always so busy.”

But Alabama remained quiet, staring down at her cup of undrunk and rapidly cooling coffee and allowing the chatter to flow around and over her; she knew you better than the back of her own hand, and it was obvious that whatever that shithead of a commanding officer said to you, it wasn’t just to announce the expansion of your fleet. 

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Just thirty minutes prior, the eight of them hadn’t been seated casually around a dining table, instead having gathered on the bridge as per instructed. “Thank you all for gathering.” Standing at the head of the bridge, the endless sea glittered under the afternoon sun far below you outside the window, stretching out past the horizon like an enormous sequin blanket. “There’s been some news with regards to our fleet. Because of the increasing Siren threat in our sector and hence the expanding workload, word from Naval HQ is that we will have some new ships that will be joining our fleet.” You announced.

Excited whispers were instantly abound among the rest, but the tanned battleship’s slightly narrowed eyes were fixed on you and that soft smile you wore. It was just as it sounded: a mask that you put on in front of them. She could see it as clear as neon lights in the middle of the night on the empty ocean surface, even if you were trying your best to hide in the shadows that the sunlight cast. You always tried to physically hide when you had something to hide from there, from her; it was just the way you were after all.

“Do we know who’s joining?” Helena queried softly amidst the chaos, yet you still caught it regardless, smiling back at the blue-haired girl. 

“No information has been given on that, but I’ll give an update once Naval HQ comes back with more.”

Then you opened your mouth, as if to say more, only to snap it shut, your eyebrows furrowing - all quietly observed by Alabama. In a split second, it was gone, and taking a deep breath to compose yourself, she watched as your lips quirked up once more, your gaze lifting to meet theirs once more. The Commander mask was back on. “That’s all for now. You’re dismissed, please go have your break.”

You adjusted your cap, turning away to continue to pour over a map as your small fleet filed out, the thick steel door closing with a light thud behind them.

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And that was all. Were fresh faces really important enough to worth rudely waking you from your sleep and a personal call from that monkey brain of a commanding officer? Sure, with an expanding fleet meant new things to worry about, new people to keep at a distance from you, but… There was something else - more important, more urgent, more secretive - that you didn’t want to tell them, or that you couldn’t tell them about, and Alabama wasn’t having it. What if it was a threat to your safety? What if it got between you and her? What if it threatened her getting oathed to you? What if -

“Helloooo. Earth to Alabama.”

The white-haired battleship blinked, looking up from her cup, seven pairs of varied colored eyes looking curiously back at her. “...You alright?” Indianapolis piped up, blue and yellow heterochromatic eyes glancing her way. What if there was another person in the picture?

Her reply was curt, as it always was. “Yes, I’m fine.” Red eyes glanced out the nearest round window, and the conversation was over. But the others were used to the battleship’s sullen attitude especially when it came to you, and the chatter resumed as if it didn’t stop. She would speak when she was ready.

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An ocean away, yellow eyes looked longingly out across the same blue seas, the horizon hidden behind the shutters of the blinds that hung in front of her pavilion, though the twitch of a brown fox ear returned her attention back to the two girls prostrated in front of her. “Raise your heads, Akagi, Kaga. Please go ahead with your report.”

“We have…made contact with Naval Headquarters, Nagato-sama, and conveyed our requests. They have agreed that only she will be sent for the negotiations.”

Commander…Nagato couldn’t hide the excited swish of her ears at the thought of seeing you - of meeting you - again after so many years apart, and it was obvious that Akagi had similar sentiments even as Kaga remained oblivious: the younger fox sister had never met you before, let alone had the chance to serve under your command. Were you still the same person she remembered? Or had you changed? Had they already ripped and damaged that soft heart of yours? “And?”

The white-haired aircraft carrier spoke up as the older of the two sisters fell silent, crystal blue eyes respectfully raising to land on her. “But they wouldn’t let her come without an escort present throughout. It was something they insisted on.”

Not all good news then it seems. “Who is the escort?” Nagato’s voice, though childlike, carried with it the might and authority of the Sakura Empire, strong and decisive.

“It has not yet been decided.”

A moment of silence as the petite black-haired battleship mulled over the new information, small fists gripping the silky red fabric of her dress. The gold ornaments that decorated her hair glittered in the little sunlight that filtered through. Should they insist again on you coming alone? Or perhaps they should compromise on a neutral-grounds meeting so that you would come alone? It was too early to make the decision right now, not with the gaps that they still had. “Any movement from the Iron Blood?”

“No. At least not in the seas around us.”

Nagato nodded. “Then we shall wait until Naval Headquarters returns with the escort details before we make our decision.”

“Understood, Nagato-sama.”

“Dismissed.”

Watching Akagi and Kaga’s silhouettes disappear down the steps, the leaves rustled softly in the light afternoon breeze; another peaceful afternoon.  After all, in the grand scheme of things, what was a few more days to wait?  She sighed, elegantly lifting the steaming cup of green tea to her lips and taking a sip. Still, she couldn’t quite find enough patience at the thought of returning to you. 

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It took another week for the small fleet with you onboard to steam back to base; despite the shipgirls being able to travel far greater distances in much shorter times by skating across the surface of the ocean, their manifested ships were much slower in comparison. You spend most of the time locked away in your office, reading and re-reading through reports and training exercises and documents - there were still a great many things you didn’t know, and you were determined to find out, to hell if Naval HQ allowed it or not. It was your girls’ lives on the line every time they sailed out to meet the Sirens after all, and you would not let them go face first into the unknown. The few times you left were to catch a breath of fresh air on the deck of Alabama’s ship and for a quick rest in your quarters; and before you realized, your small fleet was back home, pulling into a familiar port. 

But all was not as you had left it, with the once-sparse docks now occupied with a mix of known and unknown ships of all types and builds; destroyers, cruisers, battleships and aircraft carriers that spanned the various nations making up the Azur Lane. You had to admit that the percentage of ships present that you didn’t know was far greater than the ones you did, and it blew your mind that headquarters would send so many in one go. Weren’t they the ones that constantly complained of your lack of aptitude for the job?

As Alabama’s battleship came to a groaning halt, there was nothing more you could do but to steel your resolve. It didn’t matter if you could or could not do this, you simply had to. Pulling and straightening your skirt down and adjusting your hat in the mirror again, you took a deep breath, wrenching open your office door and stepping out into the gentle morning sun.

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tags: @lexthetiredstudent, @bbbexee

[nekosvocabdex]

Another randomly selected Pokémon:

Fletchinder

Starting with the name, it's ヒノヤコマ, Hinoyakoma, a combination of 火の粉(ひのこ,hinoko), sparks, and 駒鳥(こまどり,komadori), the name of the japanese robin it seems inspired from.

As for its abilities, this time both of them have a Japanese name, even if they are both pretty literal translations.

Flame Body is called 炎の体(ほのおのからだ,honoo no karada), while Gale Wings is called 疾風の翼(はやてのつばさ,hayate no tsubasa).

Let's look at a Pokedex entry, there's a lot of cool examples of "different Dex entries say the same thing in slightly different ways" for this Pokémon!

火の粉を クチバシから 飛ばして 草むらを 焦がし 驚いて 飛び出した 獲物を 捕まえる。

This sentence is a good example of how I approach and try to break down a bit more elaborate sentence if I don't get it immediately. I first look at verb and を particle.

獲物を捕まえる

獲物(えもの,emono) "prey" is a word we are going to see many, MANY times in Pokédex descriptions.

So this sentence is simply telling us "it catches prey". Everything else that comes before is a description on how this happens.

火の粉を クチバシから 飛ばして

飛ばす(とばす,tobasu) "To let fly/To launch/Spit out"

嘴(くちばし,kuchibashi) "Beak"

"It spits out sparks from his beak (...and does the following action)"

草むらを 焦がし 驚いて 飛び出した 獲物を 捕まえる。

焦がす(こがす,kogasu) "To burn"

"It burns grassy fields , then catches surprised prey that jumps out"

So the whole Dex entry is saying something along the lines of:

"It spits out sparks from his beak and burns grass fields to catch the prey that jumps out in surprise"

Other dex entries retell the same thing reorganizing the sentences, so we can kind of use them as confirmation that we have understood the sentence (and practice the vocabulary)

草むらに 火の粉を まき散らす。

This sentence is pretty much the same thing just with a slightly different verb.

まき散らす(まきちらす,makichirasu) "To scatter, to spread"

Interesting moves it can learn:

追い風(おいかぜ,oikaze) Tailwind

It translates pretty directly, and it also has the same meaning of "favourable conditions" that the word or similar have in many other languages.

燕返し(つばめがえし,Tsubamegaeshi) Aerial Ace

It literally translates to "Swallow return" and it's based on a sword technique with a similar name, which is in turn inspired by "the movements of a swallow's tail in flight". It was developed by Sasaki Kojirō, who was a heavily respected (and feared) swordsman in feudal Japan. His technique was apparently blinding fast, and involved a fierce downward cut followed immediately by one upwards.

He is regarded as one of "History's greatest losers", as he was killed in a legendary duel by samurai Miyamoto Musashi, who described him as "the strongest opponent he had ever faced".

These two guys appear a lot in various Japanese media. They appear as central characters in the historical manga Vagabond...

And get referenced everywhere, from One Piece, to the Dark Souls series that references Kojirō's legendary sword, to Fate(then again , name someone who is not in Fate) to Pokémon itself, again.

Which characters are named after them, you ask?

Yep.

[quirkwizard]

I know it's a bit strong, but I have an OC with a quirk called "Air Force" that grants them full control over the air around them. They can solidify it to make barriers or walk on it, create powerful gusts of wind, use it to lift large objects, create tailwinds to increase their speed, increase/decrease its temperature, remove it from an area, etc. However, they aren't immune to their own air effects and due to air being invisible.

It would take some focus to remember some of what they've done/did. They also use their hands to guide their attacks, so restrictions to their hands would neutralize them. I know it's extremely powerful, but I wanted it to be for a character on a similar level of power as Bakugo, Todoroki, or Yaoyorozu, as it was for an equivalent type character. Is the power a bit too much? Does it need more weaknesses/drawbacks?

This really can't work. This is basically every single air Quirk in the series put into one power, especially "Whirlwind". "Whirlwind" itself can only do about half of this and that was already on the level of those characters you mentioned. That's not even mentioning removing the air, which is such an insane ability that's only an application of this. I get wanting to make something powerful, but if you want to do that, I suggest you go with another idea or massively tune down this idea, focusing on only one of the applications

[haunted-skitty-doll]

1, 7, and 25 with a paradox pokemon of your choice (with the fandom question i was kinda thinking in terms of competitive meta or draft league in case that was confusing)

IT'S IRON JUGULIS TIME BAYBEEEEE!!!!!!!

1. Why do you like or dislike this character?

This is because I used her in a draft league back around March, and am currently using her again! I initially made that choice purely for competitive reasons (strong hurricanes on a rain team and really fast tailwind), but as the season went on I started to get really attached to the pokemon! It also helps a bit that I gained a bit of an appreciation for hydreigon after using one in series 1 where it was really good (and of course being GTIpilled)

7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?

Very regrettably, Iron Jugulis doesn't really have much of a place in the metagame right now 😔. Fast tailwind and hurricane in rain doesn't matter much when tornadus has priority tailwind and bleakwind storm, as well as hurricane if you really want it. But I remember it won a regional back in series 2, and the final battle was really funny because Jugulis's trainer used gholdengo to trick a choice specs onto an indeedee that was about to use trick room, and switched in gothitelle so it couldn't escape. From there gholdengo and jugulis took out all of indeedee's partners as she was stuck there doing nothing but turn trick room on and off, and as long as they were next to gothitelle there was no counterplay!

25. What was your first impression of this character? How about now?

Like I said, my attachment to Jugulis came from a draft league in March, so on launch I didn't actually think that much about her. Hell, I wasn't even that attached to paradox pokemon as a category yet. At the time she was just kind of "one of the robot pokemon," which is where I think she stayed for most people. Not me though, I've become sooooooo jugulispilled

[animemakeblog]

“Overtake!” The TV and PV

The second advertisement for Kadokawa's original anime Overtake! was made available on the official website. The series' opening theme music, "Tailwind" by Kanae, is featured in the cast highlight video along with other actors. The 2023 Autumn premiere of the series features animation by TROYCA.

[yugonora-comic]

Map of Milo

The mainland, and where most of the series takes place. It is a small continent in the process of splitting over millions of years. With two mountain ranges on either side, sandwiched between them is a large plain with scattered forests and a river basin down the middle. It has a desert to the northwest that had only recently been charted by humans, and another desert to the southeast, raked by vicious sandstorms. Humans and dwarves have lived on this land for as long as history can remember, with elves recently joining them as they regularly migrate from Merith.

We’ll be seeing some of these towns and landmarks as the adventure goes on, but for now, why not learn a little more about them? (Under a read more cuz it’s a bit lengthy)

Towns and Cities

Humans States of Astral

Westhill

- Small farming village where Yugo Nora was raised in

Edgefront

- Port town on the southwestern peninsula that buys crops from Westhill and exports them to other port towns

Stone Yard

- Industrial town and the leading place for innovation and technological development

Lough

- Small village that specializes in growing grapes. Part of a three town union with Tailwind and Yellow City

Tailwind

- Town that specializes in creating wine from the grapes traded to them from Lough

Yellow City

- Port city that trades wine with other states and returns profits to Tailwind and Lough

Astral

- Capital city of the human states. A bustling town rich with culture and literature

Loremaster Castle

- Bastion at the edge of the desert where scholars train and study to become Lorekeepers

Basinmoor

- Large town in the center of Milo within the river basin. Trades goods from Astral to Ridgehaven

Salamander Bay

- Port city specializing in seafaring, though heavily populated by pirates and bootleggers

Logging Town

- Lumber town near the Monster Paradise

Mineral Town

- Village in the Iron Mountains specializing in mining

Elven Empire of Merith

Clearing Town

- Elven settlement in the middle of the Western Forest. A haven for what limited magic exists

Cape Town

- Coastal city in the southern jungle, the first and largest mainland settlement of elves

Lithri

- Village in the southern jungle and a town made of scribes and merchants

Mistwall

- Mountain settlement and mining town founded by caravaneers

Merith

- Capital of the elven empire on the southern island of the same name, and the birthplace of magical scholarship

Ulirion

- Academic town on the island of Merith that trades knowledge with humans

Dwarven Kingdom of Ridgehaven

Ridgehaven

- Large capital city inside the Iron Mountains with a specialty in smithing

Vurn Buldar

- Small mining town in the mountains that transports rare materials to Ridgehaven

Magmadir

- Village inside the mountains that is built around volcanic activity

Dunesettlers

Village Village

- Small village in an oasis in the White Desert populated by a desert-dwelling offshoot of elves

Monster Settlements

Mouse Hollow

- Small village in the unofficial kingdom of Rodentia made up entirely of rodents

The Great Cougar Clan

- Nomadic clan of big cat-like monsters that travel throughout the Plains of Mankind

Hiddenhaven

- A village in a forest by the sea protected by mountains that has remained almost entirely untouched by man

Monster Paradise

- A beautiful forest belonging to sprite monsters

Landmarks

Forests

Western Forest

- Medium sized forest on the southwest peninsula that separates the Fertile Plains. The elven towns of Mistwall and Clearing Town reside in this forest, as well as the unofficial kingdom of Rodentia. It is home to many monsters, leaving humans to typically steer clear of the forest whenever they can help it

The Secret Valley

- A coastal valley forest protected by the Diverged Range convinces most travelers to avoid them, making it a virtually untouched haven for monsters and wildlife. It is also known as Hiddenhaven

Southern Jungle

- A large, warm, semi-tropical forest on the south peninsula populated mostly by elf colonies that settle on the mainland from the island of Merith

Monster Paradise

- The largest forest on the eastern half of Milo, only recently discovered by humans. The trees in these woods are hardy and strong, making for great building material. It is home to a rare class of monsters known as sprites

Plains

Fertile Plains

- Small plains split by the Western Forest with great soil for farming

Plains of Mankind

- The largest prairie and defining feature of Milo, it stretches from the Diverged Range to the eastern coastline, and is split in the middle by a river basin

Mountains

Diverged Range

- The western mountain range that separates the two plains, and is split in two itself on the northern end

Iron Mountains

- Homeland of the dwarves, it is a super volcano that is rich in raw materials. It is the only place where dwarven cities reside

Deserts

White Desert

- Northwestern desert comprised of light colored sands. It is home to Dunesettlers, who live in an oasis within the sands

Red Desert

- Southeastern desert raked with sandstorms. It has barely been explored, and lacking in records, though rumors of ancient temples and treasures tempt adventurers into the dark desert, though most usually meet an untimely end

Islands

Merith

- Southern, tropical island and home of the elves covered almost entirely with jungles. Due to its small size, the growing population of elves often migrate to mainland Milo to prevent overcrowding

Lando

- A small mountain jutting out of the northern sea to form an island. It is shrouded in mystery, as it was where the now extinct dragons and dragon people lived. Rough seas deter most sailors, but rumors of ancient temples and vast treasure still tempt those seeking fortune.

[crystalelemental]

Continuing the Violet Adventures.

Gym Team Larry.  Larry, I’m sorry.  I didn’t mean to own you so hard.  Brambleghast just could not be harmed by Komala or Dudunsparce.  Komala required me to attack for Sucker Punch, which apparently still counts even if I’m asleep and not really attacking.  Go figure.  If he hadn’t gotten a sudden crit on Brambleghast with Aerial Ace (I shifted to Ghost tera), we would’ve swept with just that one.  If I were smart, I would’ve switched to Naclstack to just sit on it forever.

Nemona’s fight, by contrast, was a lot scarier.  I couldn’t switch to Quaxwell, which initially made me scared because I know damn well that Lycanroc has Bite.  But I tried, and got my shit slapped a bit.  Mabosstiff handled it, then bit through Goomy, but had to throw back to Brambleghast for Pawmo.  The scary part was Torch Song Skeledirge.  Quaxwell was slower, because this thing is made of sludge, and after it killed Brambleghast, we were not in a great position.  Thankfully, Aqua Jet landed a crit and barely managed to finish the job it otherwise wouldn’t have.  This is the only time the opponent dialogue about how well timed the crit was actually held true, because ooooh man.  I had Focus Sash Naclstack in the back ready to finish the job, but still.

Larry may have gone down easy, but at least he tried.  Ryme feels like another point of proof that main series doesn’t care to teach about Double battles by making them really easy.  Mabosstiff and Garganacl just obliterated her, which is expected to a degree, but the crowd boosting my offenses and her own Mimikyu continuing to Shadow Sneak Garganacl until it died off Rocky Helmet is just embarrassing.

Tulip’s gotta deal with the problem of me having Mabosstiff, so like...good luck, girl.  Mabosstiff destroyed her opener, Brambleghast handled Gardevoir, Espathra got the drop on Brambleghast but Rabsca revived it, with Dudunsparce taking it out.  Dudunsparce paralyzed Florges, then Garganacl finished the job thanks to Salt Cure/Recover.  I kept waiting for it to be full paralyzed, but that only happens when I’m inflicted with it.  Still, no deaths.  The pre-battle with Nemona was substantially harder.  Granted, that’s in part because I led Brambleghast again, and didn’t know Nemona would fight me here.

Grusha...didn’t fare much better.  Garganacl immediately killed Frosmoth as it set Tailwind.  Beartic was a 2HKO, we survived with 1HP.  I let it drop against Cetitan, but went to Mabosstiff for Intimidate, then to Rabsca to revive Garganacl, then back to Mabosstiff for another Intimidate and a Lick paralysis, then Garganacl could Recover up with ease while Rocky Helmet took it out.  Altaria is honestly really weak offensively, so surviving that was really not an issue in the slightest.

Team Star Atticus got his by the #Clodsweep, which is unfortunate because I know his team is scary.  Impish Clodsire with Recover is just too huge for him.

Ortega, however, is a complete wussbag.  You might think hey, that’s not fair, you have Clodsire, of course it was easy.  But because of Charm, I had to swap it out to deal with that lack of damage.  Bellibolt proceeded to completely blast him apart.  Like, no resistance.  We weren’t even on level, we were like level 45.  Dunked, kid.

Titan Team Orthworm is relatively challenging when you don’t have a good specially offensive option that can hit its weakness.  My best was Careful Charcadet with Incinerate, and it...did not do great, given how easily it could slap Charcadet’s shit open.  Iron Tail spooky.

Iron Treads is a massive pain.  I never never tell what level I’m supposed to be for it, but the ridiculous speed makes it incredibly hard to manage.  Even with Ceruledge.  Then again, being level 36 may have something to do with it.  I caught the Iron Treads that appears afterward, and it’s level 45, so...that’s probably what I’m supposed to be.  OOPS.

Hilariously, Tatsugiri is really easy.  Like, Meowscarada absolutely shits on Dondozo, and Tinkaton blanks Tatsugiri just fine.  So it was actually easier than Iron Treads, despite I think being higher level.  I guess that kinda confirms it, at least for me.  The desert Titan is the toughest to handle.

So far so good, only Eri left.  I’m running out of places to go, though.  I basically have the north, and Socarrat Trail, as the only areas to train against.  For three teams.  I think I’m going to keep the Gym Challenge team where they’re at.  Ie, sub-50.  I know, Geeta caps at 62, I may be setting myself up here as a non-EV trained team.  But also I have some plans and we’re going to see how they go.  I’m absolutely pushing the Team Star team up to 56.  I refuse to be even one level below Eri and her bullshit.  I fucking hate that Starmobile so much.  All that’s left then is actually clearing the League run, and deciding which team conquers The Way Home.

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bird up.

i mentioned that i think flying should be separated into bird-type and wind-type. mainly cuz of the sheer number of normal/flying-types in the series, but also to allow various pkmn to be more distinct.

existing moves that'd be bird-type would include: roost, feather dance, mirror move (parrot mimicry in the japanese versions), chatter, peck, drill peck, pluck, beak blast, wing attack, dual wingbeat, aerial ace, brave bird, and sky attack (god bird in the japanese versions)

some new bird-type moves:

Talon Clutch (variation of Clamp)

Birdsong (variation of Sweet Scent)

Quill Arrow (variation of Razor Leaf)

Eye Peck (variation of Mud-Slap)

Phoenix' Down (signature move for Ho-Oh that is a variation of Healing Wish, reviving every fainted party member and recovering 50% of their HP)

existing moves that'd be wind-type would include: gust, air cutter, air slash (would rename to razor wind instead), hurricane, aeroblast, whirlwind, tailwind, vacuum wave, twister (would be an Earthquake equivalent), heat wave (would rename to hot air instead), blizzard, and icy wind

some new wind-type moves:

Second Wind (user summons a tailwind and switches out for another party member)

Gust Burst (variant of Shadow Ball, cept causes flinching instead of lowering Sp. Def)

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Oooo fanfic asks! 6 and 10 then luv lets have the juice

<3!

6) are there any fics from others you reread all the time?

Oh yeah, for sure. There's Tailwind and its related series by my friend @mirrormystic. There's YWKON, started and mostly penned by my friend @rarmaster, with some additions from some other friends (including myself!). There's Bladework, by my friend @starcrossed-sky. There's this classic from you, Tea, that I find myself rereading a lot when I'm in the mood for some nostalgic comfort.

And there are a few fics written by people I don't know that I constantly reread, too. signal to noise, which, though unfinished, is perhaps the best TWEWY fic out there. Sinnatious' The Fifth Act, which is still one of the better FFVII fics out there, in my opinion. As N Approaches Infinity, the Madoka Magica/Bleach crossover I never knew I needed that blew my tits clean off. The Hours 'Verse, which I found before it had reached Persona 5 in content and have kept up with since. marigolds, which is perhaps my favourite Persona 5 fic of all time.

I could honestly probably keep going--I reread fics more than I read new fics--but those are the ones that immediately come to mind.

10) is there a fic that got a different response than you were expecting?

This question's a little difficult to parse, but the answer could be that there are several, all in different ways. Like--I never expected The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year to blow up as much as it did, even as I was writing it. It's still my most popular fic; I look at its stats sometimes and lose my mind over them. And I certainly never expected to get as much harassment and Um Actuallys in my Xenoblade fics as I have, lmao.

For the most part, I think I generally get the expected reaction from my fics? With maybe one or two small outliers who have a different takeaway from most. I'm honestly thankful that my intent and themes generally come through lol ;__;

thank u for ur questions love~

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