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[sugo1stuck]

remember, as bad as I may get:

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[monstermaster13]

TftW: The Wife Of Frohmeyer.

Female Dum Dum Were-Aykroyd TG.

NOTE: This were-aykroyd tf story is a tg story that takes place in the Dark Were-Aykroyd universe where Vic Frohmeyer teams up with a dark were-aykroyd spirit to transform Nathan.

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As a Were-Aykroyd, Nathan had obstacles he had to face and one of which being a team of evil Aykroyd characters lead by Vic Frohmeyer. Every time he would foil their plans to try to and take over the city and Frohmeyer would get extremely peeved at this, his main goal was to try and capture Nathan and brainwash him into being an evil were-aykroyd to serve him.

He had tried numerous times to corrupt him including using nightmare spells to make it look like he was transforming into a nightmarish version of his were-aykroyd form but it didn’t work, and so on, but one evening he decided to use a spell to summon a spirit known as the Were-aykroyd dum dum spirit whose sole goal was to make human hosts into plus sized food addicted were-aykroyds.

Frohmeyer’s plan this time was to use the spirit’s influence to corrupt Nathan into becoming a dum dum, but even more so there was going to be a bonus surprise. And he knew the appropriate time to do it would be on the night of the dum dum moon, which brought out the dum dum were-aykroyds more than another night.

On the evening that lead up to that night…Nathan was in his apartment with the gang of Aykroyd characters known as the Aykroydantiums, they were having a relaxing evening together and going over what they did that day when Elwood heard a scream coming from the apartment nearby.

The group of Aykroyd characters and Nathan hurried to where it was coming from as they saw a horde of dum dum were-aykroyds and the Aykroydnastiums lead by Vic Frohmeyer terrorizing a group of people who were just trying to relax. ‘Frohmeyer, leave those people alone.’ ‘Don’t you ever learn?’

Nathan shapeshifted into Dan the Were-aykroyd and he used his powers to fight off some of the dum dum were-aykroyds while the Aykroydantiums fought off the evil aykroyd characters, and they won, which ticked Frohmeyer off for a little bit but a sly smirk crossed across his face.

“What are you smirking at?”

“You may have won this battle, but I have an ace up my sleeve.”

“Another dirty trick of yours?”

“I have a friend I want you to meet.’

The dum dum spirit floated over to Nathan…’Hello, dum dum. Remember me?’ ‘You!’ ‘Yes…I have partnered up with your Aykroydian nemesis to work on a new plan to corrupt you, since he needs a new were-aykroyd.’ ‘I am not going to be turned for him.’ ‘Since he needs a new were-aykroyd, I thought I could help him.’

Nathan turned back to his normal self as he asked what the spirit meant, but before he could get an answer…he and the other Aykroydantiums saw the sun had set and the dum dum moon was rising. ‘Oh no, no…’ ‘Oh yes, dum dum. Do you remember me? Remember when I said your transformation into a full fledged dum dum would happen on the next dum dum moon?”

“How could I forget?”

‘You acted like you could just get away without being corrupted by my dum dum influence. But now you can’t.’ Nathan attempted to look away and he attempted to escape, but before he could, the spirit and Frohmeyer used a dark spell to teleport him and the Aykroydantiums to the latter’s lair.

They looked around in panic as they saw where they had been transported to, Nathan disliked how Frohmeyer always decorated the lair and he hated how Christmas obsessed he was, he tried to block out the sound of Mariah Carey’s ‘All I Want For Christmas Is You’ which was no doubt playing through the speakers.

‘Yep, a fitting evil song for an evil person.’ Nathan quipped as he walked around with Elwood, Art Weber, Grocer, Ray Stantz and Sgt Tree, trying to figure out a way to escape. ‘Aaaw, i’m sorry to hear you don’t like my choice in music.’ Frohmeyer responded. ‘That song is overplayed and you just made it worse.’

“I know…now, are you ready for your special surprise transformation?”

“Are you and the spirit going to corrupt me?”

“Oh yes, look.”

Nathan attempted to look away from the window, but as the dum dum moon shined through it he began to feel odd, he felt like he could hear his inner dum dum were-aykroyd beginning to come out and feed, as his stomach gurgled loudly and growled.

“Oh no, no…”

“Oh yes…”

The gurgling sensations bubbled forth in his stomach as his fat cells from within multiplied…slowly causing his stomach to inflate as it grew a small selection of dark brownish sort of almost black hairs on it as his skin matured, but also softened and feminized. ‘What the? What’s going on? This isn’t my usual were-aykroyd transformation.’

Nathan looked as his arms broadened and grew hairs on them as well, but also curving to look more womanly but also plumping up as his hands shrunk and also thickened, his fingers also plumping and thickening while his fingernails lengthened, developing pointed tips and striped nail polish on them. He panicked and freaked out, watching as his chest and torso broadened and a pair of larger than normal plus sized breasts developed on the former.

Dark brown almost blackish hairs prickled and grew on his chest and torso as his stomach growled, the spirit made an assortment of delicious foods materialize and without warning Nathan began to wolf them down, making odd belching noises as he did so, the food was having an effect of him, making him want more of it.

He gasped as he found himself unable to stop eating, but luckily he was stopped by Elwood, who helped him. He looked at himself and then gasped as his shirt slowly began to strain and the buttons popped off one by one, his shirt slowly ripped apart as his body fattened up.

A couple of farts erupted from his behind as he ate and ate, his shirt slowly ripping apart and then reforming into an outfit that fit his new build, a new outfit that very much resembled Vic Frohmeyer’s signature outfit with the plaid jacket and everything. He looked in horror as his rear produced more and more farts, as it began to inflate and push against his new pants, but it didn’t cause the pants to rip and tear, oh no it fit rather well against them.

He gasped once more as his legs and hips swelled, his feet began to enlarge as his shoes got increasingly tighter before creaking and bursting away, to reveal his larger feet and thickening toes which had the same striped nail polish on them.

“Frohmeyer, you…”

“Yes, you’re going to be a female were-aykroyd so that I may marry you.”

“You’re forcing me to be a housewife?”

‘No, not that..but a female were-aykroyd who will no doubt love spreading dum dum joy to the humans of this world.’ ‘That’s even worse.’ He squirmed as his privates retracted and he saw the same hairs growing on his hands.

His back and shoulders broadened with the former arching and the latter folding inwards as he slowly grew in height to 6’1, his neckline began to tingle and bloat while his hair slowly turned from its normal brownish color to a darker almost black color and lengthened, growing longer until it was shoulder length.

Nathan tried to think of his normal form and turn back to normal but he couldn’t and he couldn’t help but be entranced by the moon and all the lovely food, as he ate and more, he couldn’t help but feel like this was good as he saw two of the toes on both of his feet becoming webbed, and his forehead elevated and grew, his eyebrows thinned but also became a bit thicken in volume as his eyes widened, eyelashes blossoming around them, as one of his eyes turned green.

His nose broadened and developed a cute dimple in the middle as his lips plumped up, feminizing his features in the process, and making him resemble Frohmeyer but albeit a genderbend version of himself, he saw his reflection in the mirror and he was mortified. ‘I look like you, only a feminine version!’ ‘Oh yes, but don’t you look lovely? Don’t you worry, you will love it.’

“I don’t love this. Frohmeyer, turn me back please.”

“Oh but you will.”

Nathan used his strength to break free and attempted to make a run for it and he managed to find a way to reach an exit only to end up encountering more dum dum were-aykroyds. ‘Frohmeyer, turn me back to normal please. This isn’t at all nice and this is the most evil thing you have ever done.’ ‘I cannot do that.’ ‘Why not?’ ‘Consider this as payback for the times you have foiled my plans.’

He gasped as his voice feminized and developed an accent like the one Frohmeyer had, it sounded feminine but also still Aykroydian as he examined himself. He was horrified with what he had turned into..’Aaah! I look and sound like you.’ ‘You sound horrified now, but you’ll soon change your tune.’

Knowing what was inevitably coming, Nathan began to make a run for it with the Aykroydantiums, but before he could do anything about it, Frohmeyer took him to a special room where he began to transfer new thoughts and memories into Nathan’s brain…Nathan squirmed as he attempted to resist what was happening, he was having wave after wave of headaches, he was crying, he didn’t want this to be his fate, but ultimately…he was nearly successfully brainwashed.

He held his held as thoughts of being a loving were-aykroyd wife to Frohmeyer partially crept into his mind, and he screamed as he tried to remember who he was, he still remembered he was Nathan Forester but the dum dum were-aykroyd spirit inside him kept insisting he was born ‘Vyivian Frohmeyer’ instead.

Nathan’s mental transformation was clearly one he didn’t want to undergo, but as more of this new identity was forced into him, the more he tried to find ways to snap out of it. Of course it was a close shave as the brainwashing technique backfired and he could still remember who he was.

Yet now he was in an inner battle with the personality of ‘Vyvian Frohmeyer’ who was a female dum dum were-aykroyd who was obsessed with spreading joy to others in a similar way to her ‘husband’ and also in the way of corrupting humans into becoming happy dum dum were-aykroyds.

He or ‘she’ couldn’t help but giggle a little as her transformation finished, Vic Frohmeyer and the were-aykroyd dum dum spirit were both proud of what they had done. She was still Nathan on the inside but dealing with a new secondary side who was married to Nathan’s least favorite Aykroyd character.

Louis Winthorpe III, Elwood Blues and Ray Stantz rescued Nathan before any more damage could be done. ‘Thank goodness you guys saved me. I don’t know what’s worse, being turned into a dum dum were-aykroyd or being turned into a female one and being married to Frohmeyer.’ ‘The latter obviously.’ ‘Thank goodness I wasn’t fully brainwashed into becoming like him though.’

“I know.”

Nathan broke down in tears as he attempted to find a way out with the Aykroydantiums, he looked all over the lair and even into the room he was stuck in. ‘Oh that’s right, this is a dark ending. This is an ending which can only happen when Frohmeyer wins. And well i’m going to be stuck here.’ ‘Oh no you’re not, we are going to get out of here, there’s always a way.’

‘Gee I hope so.’ ‘Don’t worry we’ve got this.’ The Aykroydantiums worked on a plan with Nathan to try to get him out of the room, and luckily there was an exit nearby so they made a dash for the exit and headed towards the main exit.

After heading out towards the main exit, the Aykroydantiums and Nathan used their combined super-strength to break open the exit and escape. When they escaped, they worked on a plan to fix what Frohmeyer had done to Nathan.

Nathan managed to keep ‘Vyvian’ under control before leaving this multi-verse with the Aykroydantiums, luckily he was back to his normal self when he arrived at his original multi-verse. But now that he had experienced the ‘dark were-aykroyd’ universe more than once, it had some odd effects.

Of course…over in the dark were-aykroyd multi-verse an instance had popped up, this one being a version of Nathan that was forever cursed to turn into Vyvian every December, and forever cursed to be Vic Frohmeyer’s wife, and cursed to infect others and make them into dum dum were-aykroyds too. Of course the main universe’s version of Nathan did end up meeting this version, he never did turn back into Vyvian, but ‘dark were-aykroyd-verse’ Nathan and he couldn’t control himself.

That just goes to show in the millions of Aykroyd multi-verses out there, there always has to be a dark one somewhere. Don’t worry, the Nathan of this universe is safe and isn’t a dum dum were-aykroyd and isn’t married to Frohmeyer.

[ace-with--a-mace]

anyways fuck billie eilish and fuck some of yall

[somestansomewhere]

Debbie Gallagher: ALL Love Interests RANKED

Okay! I tried to rank all of Debs’ love interests and it was hard to do because I am not set on that ONE PERSON that I ship her with above all else, but these are my thoughts! Keep in mind that these are all MY OPINIONS and you are entitled to yours as well! Let’s talk about it! If you read all this ILY.

Here we go:

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23. The Guy At The Pool (Season 5)

He thought Debs was special needs and she tried to flirt with him...

22. Kelly (Season 9-10)

I LOVE Kelly so much but she was not into Debbie! I really love her with Carl and Debbie should not have tried to interfere! I will however say that I really really REALLY enjoy their friendship and I wish that that would have continued on. They had some really good moments together.

20/21. Eugene (Season 6) & Board Game Guy (Season 7)

Alright so these two don’t technically count because Frank tried to set Debbie up with Eugene so that she’d be written into his will. And the Board Game Guy was from a deleted scene as one of Debbie’s “life partners” from that flyer she made. So enough said.

18/19. Tyler (Season 6) & Erika (Season 6)

Again, Frank attempted to set Debbie up with Tyler and while that “potential relationship” wasn’t as bad as what happened between her and Erika, I am grouping them together because Debbie wasn’t technically into either of them and it was set up to fail right from the start.

17. Larry (Season 6)

The pregnancy fetish guy! I’m not quite sure what the intentions were for this character in the long run but it was a funny joke in the episode he was in. Even in the beginning Larry gave off red flags, but Debbie was happy... until the truth was revealed. Weird.

16. Jared (Season 11)

Another irrelevant love interest: the gay guy that cheated on his husband with Debbie after giving her cocaine. Obvious issues with this encounter/plot line aside, I did feel that their interactions at the bar were flirtatious and I didn’t hate him.

15. Calista (Season 11)

ANOTHER irrelevant character that was used and never brought back!!! I didn’t totally hate her either, she was upfront about her ex-girlfriend and that whole situation. She helped Debbie and didn’t take advantage of her but the second she came on screen; I’m sorry but I did not give a fuck. Her last episode built up a potential friend/relationship opportunity for Debbie and they just did nothing with it. Idfk what else to say, not a fan but I did appreciate Calista trying to take care of Debbie when she clearly was drinking too much.

14. Sandy (Season 10-11)

Oh boy, everyone’s favorite partner of Debbie’s... Yeah, Sandy is so low on this list not necessarily because I didn’t like her for Debbie, or that I have beef with Elise (b/c I love her as an actor sm). I personally just hate the sheer fact that this character EXISTS in the first place. I never understood the hype, but I know that people only like her because she’s a Milkovich ie. related to Mickey. That’s the hard truth this fandom isn’t willing to admit. My disliking Sandy should be a post of its own but lemme get into her relationship with Debbie.

You could tell that Emma and Elise liked working together so the chemistry was sorta there (definitely not soulmate shit tho). Each time that they interacted in s10 I was over it. S11 was better in the sense that whether I would like to admit it or not, they did have some “cute moments” (mainly just Sandy calling Debbie babe/babes). The second shit hit the fan in regards to Sandy’s history, I immediately understood Debbie’s issue with her and why her character would not want to be with Sandy. But, with that being said, Debbie was also in the wrong because she made everything about herself throughout the entire course of this relationship! Sandy did call her out, ex: “who was supposed to take Franny to school?”, and things like that were nice. HOWEVER I am sorry to say, this relationship felt like a massive waste of time and it felt like they were trying to force something that shouldn’t have existed to begin with. I don’t have the patience to even analyze this anymore, but maybe down the line because clearly there is SO MUCH to delve into!

13. Alex (Season 9)

Omg I did not like this relationship/plotline at all. Alex had issues but Debbie was so inconsiderate! I never saw the appeal here! It was nice that Alex had the decency to go and help Debs with Ford after the fact. I just feel “meh” about this tho. They had moments but ultimately I personally wasn’t into it and Debbie’s random newfound self discovery of “lesbianism”.

12. Kyle (Season 3)

Emma Kenney’s first kiss! Kyle was a one episode character that did have the potential to be more than that. I didn’t hate the kid as Debbie’s love interest, but there also wasn’t anything special about him. He was just kinda there and then he left. Debbie really seemed to like him though, spelling his name in her peas, etc.. I do like that one line about cigarettes that Kyle had but again he was such a short lived character and when he turned out not to be related to Kevin it became unnecessary to keep him around... even if the episode alluded to him returning. They were sorta cute!

11. Claudia (Season 10)

So I didn’t like this relationship much either but there was a certain kind of stability in the relationship that felt organic and nice. Partly because I enjoyed watching Constance Zimmer and she made Claudia likeable. Do I ship it? No. Was it a problematic dynamic? Yes. Was it a tolerable relationship? Eh. I didn’t hate it entirely though. Debbie, being a Gallagher, eventually fucked it up. And while I did like the drama, Debbie wasn’t REALLY into Claudia as much as she may have believed she was. So, it totally felt like a one off that would end with Claudia not returning... and it was. So there was no time for an investment of any kind.

10. Hedi (Season 11)

Gosh... Debbie’s endgame(?). Hedi was introduced too late for me to care enough about her (At this point it would have made sense for Debbie to wind up with Calista because at least she was already introduced!). I don’t necessarily like Hedi as a character and quite frankly it was a “who tf does SHE think she is” kinda deal for me. At first I was interested and didn’t hate her (and I don’t), but then she “thought she was Jimmy” and I instantly got annoyed (LOL I GUESS it was a nice nod to him tho... I guess).

My (several) problems with Hedi as a character aside, there IS something about Hedi being presented as this “dangerous badass” who is (somehow) WORSE than Debbie, that worked well. I’m not a fan of the ship, but it is an interesting dynamic in the sense that Debbie could potentially be “living on the edge”. I fear for what trouble this could cause Debbie BUT it’s like Frank referenced: Monica vibes. I don’t think it’s “true love” like Debbie said to Franny. A constant storyline for Debbie has been “why can’t anyone ever love me” and so she falls in quickly. Maybe Hedi will leave her but that’s the thing, “she’s done worse” so idk, either way I don’t think it’s meant to last! But I guess I don’t mind them being together! Karma’s a bitch! Will Carl tell her what Arthur found? Would it even make a difference?

9. Julia (Season 10)

I would have actually rather preferred her with Carl too! It was never love between Debbie and Julia, but the relationship did create good conflict for my viewing pleasure. UNPOPULAR OPINION, I didn’t mind Julia as a character at all. She was fine for me. I also enjoyed how ultimately SHE was only using Debbie in the end. Julia does admit later on that she was experiencing with her sexuality so maybe she did have feelings for Debbie at one point, which I thought was interesting. Debbie got herself into this one. At least Julia was more age appropriate than Claudia... (which is ironic since Debbie got in trouble for being with Julia when the age gap is MUCH bigger between Claudia and Debbie LOL I love it)! I also found Julia annoying Debbie to be amusing, that’s not to say that I liked her a lot either cuz I don’t!

8. Matty (Season 4-5)

Man do I feel bad for Matty! Debbie raped him and it was horrible. From the get-go when Matty was introduced the relationship was hella awkward!! And not only that but Debbie was a MINOR! Matty did do the right thing and said they couldn’t be together but a part of me will always feel strange that he WAS INITIALLY attracted to Debbie before learning her age. That to me is still wildly inappropriate. He shoulda cut it off. He did try to be her friend and took her to that dance which was cute but ahhh this was just a MESS all around. Cringe. At least he didn’t take advantage.

7. Henry (Season 4)

Speaking of Matty and that dance, Henry was supposed to take her. He asked her as a joke in order for Seama to inflict revenge on Debbie. If that weren’t the case however... DAMN THEY WERE CUTE! The potential that this relationship could have had! If only it wasn’t all an act! It was a “day worth of love” and sure that’s not enough for two people to REALLY be IT, yet there was something charming about their connection that I wish was real. Or idk maybe Henry could have reconnected with her later and apologized and it could have been revealed that he did actually like her... but that wasn’t the case. Fuck him!

6. Simon (Season 1-2)

Debbie was NOT interested in Simon at all but at the time he was almost like the male version of her. Their banter back and forth was fun to watch and he probably would have treated her well. It’s unfortunate that we didn’t get to even see their friendship progress. Their interactions were funny and he was a good guy!

5. Batiste (Season 10)

Y’all may not understand why this guy is so high on the list but a part of me wishes this character wasn’t a one off. Batiste is the dude Debbie tried to return her “unused” shoes to. If you can recall, he wanted a blowjob to take advantage of her. While this was a dick move (and the plot went nowhere) a part of me would have liked to see more! He did have an arc where he acted like an ass and realized that it is wrong to degrade women. I just think it could have been built upon and Emma may have had chemistry with this actor. There was something here that I didn’t hate and I felt it could have been expanded upon.

4. Little Hank (Season 2-3)

Debbie’s first real crush! It was interesting to see how he didn’t like her at first and then a “friendship/relationship” slowly started to develop after he gave her flowers. IT JUST NEVER CONTINUED! Little Hank was in no way the most upstanding, but it was cool to see Carl have a friend that Debbie crushed on (when she was little she wasn’t intentionally taking something away from Carl ie. Kelly, so I support it). Their interactions were fun to watch too! The fandom definitely has a soft spot for Little Hank! And at one point everyone was rooting for them to be together. Too bad we never discovered what ended up happening to this character!

3. Neil (Season 7-8)

The bathtub scene tho! Adorable! There was a short moment within this relationship that was super cute where the two of them really did seem to care about each other and may have both been in love. It goes without saying that Debbie was only using him, but they did have SOME potential and they found a common ground where they each benefited each other’s needs. Debbie once again was TOO controlling and self absorbed to make it work, but I don’t think she was entirely happy in a relationship with him. He deserved more respect!

2. Derek (Season 5-8)

Baby Daddy! I really did enjoy them together until Debbie took advance of him and Franny came into the picture, but at the same time that’s one of the reasons that Derek, as a character, has a deeper connection to Debbie and the audience. I always enjoyed their flirting back and forth and the relationship they had (the deleted scene with the card/push up game ahh my heart)! Debbie really did mess up due to her desperation to “belong to a family”, which is another one of her consistent character traits. She just went too far and tried to trap him. Then shit got messed up between their families. Derek did eventually ask for parcial custody and did have a desire to be a part of Franny’s life. Debbie said no and that plot line died until s10. Pepa!! Ahh! RIP to Derek, it was sad to me that he died. Definitely a character and relationship that I wish was incorporated more because I truly enjoyed them together.

1. Duran (Season 8)

Besties with benefits! Stop! Nobody talks about my guy Duran! Sure they both said that this relationship was of a sexual nature and that they were just a couple of friends but damn! The chemistry and dynamic was palpable! It is truly a shame that we didn’t get to see more of this friendship! They were on common ground and really did care about each other! I don’t know why but I really just LOVED them together! Duran was also in her friend group with Farhad and that was a group that seemed to have a positive impact on Debbie as a person. S8 Debbie was cool! These two complemented each other so nicely! Duran wasn’t by any means the best influence on her because he almost lead Debbie down a “Monica path” but come on, Hedi is worse in that department. He was getting his life together like Debbie was with her profession. Just think of the hair convos Duran and Tami could have had Lol. Idk, I just like Debbie with him a lot! It was healthy to an extent and he was supportive of Debs with Franny.

[dougtfs]

My boyfriend and I had both put on some weight during the holidays. I loved it, but he felt so self-conscious.

“I feel so soft,” he complained, looking down as his thick body.

“I know,” I said, putting my mouth against his chubby belly and kissing. “It’s so sexy.” I reached into his pants, popping the button open to rub his dick.

“It just – ooh yes – it just feels a little weird to be so, um, stocky,” he said, bucking his hips against my hand. “I feel like an overstuffed pillow.”

That gave me an idea. “Would you like me to turn you into a stuffed animal?” I asked. “Something big and soft and pudgy?”

He laughed. “I don’t know how that helps,” he said. “Couldn’t you just make me thin?”

“I would never do that,” I said, leaning down to lick his cock. “I like you too much like this. But being stuffed might help you relax.” We’d only played around with TF spells a little bit – I turned him into a jockstrap and wore him to the gym, he turned me into a pup and took me for a walk, then teased me by refusing to turn me back all weekend. It was fun and we both wanted to experiment more.

“Okay,” he said. “Let’s see what you can do.”

I closed my eyes and sucked his dick, concentrating. When I opened my eyes, I could see his pubic hair had turned pink and soft, furry. I lifted my head to look at him – his belly was made of fabric now, with a stitched seam running down the middle.

“Whoa,” he said, rubbing his bright pink belly. It was soft and yielding, but not jiggly like before – like it was full of cotton.

I squeezed him. “So cute,” I smiled, watching the transformation spread. His dick, already hard, chubbed up further as it became a pink fabric tube, overstuffed so it stuck out from his body. The pink fabric extended down his legs, swirling around them and turning his pudgy limbs to soft thick tubes. His toes merged as his feet became furry pink booties.

Looking up, I saw similar changes spreading up his arms, his hands becoming mittenish paws.

“What am I turning into?” he said, inspecting his furry body and rubbing his face with his paws. “A bear?”

“Something a little more appropriate,” I said, hugging him. I kissed him on the chest where his nipple once was – now it was just an embroidered pink circle.

“More appropriate to what,” he said, then it dawned on him as the pink fabric grew up his neck towards his face. “Oh, no, not a pig,” he said.

“My cuddle pig,” I smiled, squeezing him tight.

He laughed. “Okay, I guess that makes … OINK!” he voice suddenly became a rough grunt as the changes reached his face. His nose stretched out, fuzzing and swelling into a pink snout. His ears bounced and flopped into big pink points, and his cheeks grew shaggy with fur. He blinked twice, and then his eyes were black plastic.

“Doing ok?” I asked.

“Oink!” he grunted, nodding his stuffed head. He was completely transformed now, a man-sized stuffed pig. I lifted him up – he was so light! – and he wriggled in my grasp. His thick arms reached around me to hug me as tight as he could.

I squeezed back, rubbing my hands up and down his back. I felt a little tag stickout out above the curly corkscrew tail over his ass, and I set him down to inspect it. “Pudgy the Pig,” it said. I guess the transformation gave him a new name, too. It was perfect. He was perfect.

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[trashbinbackyard]

basics and environment for gilly and ipes

gals... one wholesome, one not so much

Basics:

1. What is their gender?

Female

Female

2. What is their sexuality?

Panromantic demisexual

Bisexual demiromantic

3. What is the meaning behind their name? Do they have any nicknames?

Gesiye Ikande, goes by Gilly a lot. Gesiye means genuine in Ijaw (ethnic group in Nigeria)

Her real name is Nayla Hahn Nayla being Arabic origin and Hahn Korean (her moms’ backgrounds) Though at this point no one knows her real name as she goes by Ipes which is a different spelling for a demon Ipos

4. Do they have any siblings? How many? Are they older or younger?  Which sibling are they the closest with?

She has two younger sisters. She’s pretty close with both of them, but they live on earth so she sees them rarely

No siblings

5. What’s their relationship with their parents like? What about other relatives?

She loves them but being the oldest sister she also kinda fell into that third parent role. She has a pretty big family as her parents also have multiple siblings, they spend holidays all together

She got emancipated at the age of 15 due to her parents not being able to care for her and she refused to enter any kind of foster system. She hasn’t talked to them since, assumes they’re dead

6. What would they give their life for?

Her family for sure

Honestly, nothing. No one comes even near being worth dying for. Neither is her business. If it ever came to it, she’d rather rot in prison than die for it

7. Are they in a romantic relationship? With who? How did they meet?

Mallory, met her at work. She wanted to wait to become more than just an investigator intern before starting anything but she’s smart and now she’s a fully fledged investigator

No, she has a strict no dating or banging your employees policy and since all the people she has respect for so far are her employees, there’s no one available. Also, she thinks pretty highly of herself so it’s gonna take work for someone be on the level she sees appropriate. (i myself am kinda curious where tf she and kenjiro are gonna end up) 

8. What do they believe will happen to them after they die? Does this belief scare them?

She’s not religious, but does believe in some sort of good/bad place, she doesn’t really let it control her life and she tries to be good for the sake of being good (also, being mean is not nice)

No. And since she doesn’t fear life after death she feels free to do whatever the hell she likes

9. What is their favorite color? Favorite animal?

Purple. Any type of antelope, she thinks they’re neat

Black, surprise, but also really likes neon lights (you can guess what type of lights there are in her club). She likes snakes, especially black mambas

10. What are some of their talents/skills?

She’s very resourceful, quick thinking and good writer (of reports at least)

She knows how to read and push people, very conniving, and a great actor

11. If they could make a mark on history, what would they like it to be?

Idk, she’s just happy to be here

Woman has a drug empire right under law enforcement’s noses

12. How old are they? When is their birthday?

24-29 depending if time is pre-mallory vs relationship

35 (and both for them i really hate coming up with specific dates)

13. What do they do for fun?

Read, swim, enjoy coffee, cuddle with Mallory, watch animal videos

Gamble (she’s cheating), drink, have long ass baths, patrolling her club is work but she enjoys that part of her work a lot

14. What is their favorite food? How often do they get to eat it?

Something very spicy, veggies, she’s not a huge meat-eater

Due to her past drug abuse, most foods make her nauseous, so her fave is something light like fish

15. What was something their parents taught them?

Be kind and respectful, know your worth and do the dishes

Everyone is own their own

16. Are they religious?

No, spiritual, kinda

No

17. Where were they born?

Nigeria

Outer rim

18. What languages can they speak? Where did they learn these languages?

English and trade

Trade, whatever is the second biggest language on outer rim

19. What is their occupation?

Private investigator

Night club owner (that’s the side hustle to her drug business)

20. Do they have any titles? How did they earn them?

P.I, lots of school and getting a good internship

Word on the street is that she runs the biggest drug ring this side of rim, not officially though. Hard work and lots of blackmailing

Environment:

61. Which season is their favorite season?

Spring, lots of green, but not yet unbearably hot

Whenever her money comes in

62. Have they ever been betrayed? How did it affect their ability to trust others?

No, doubt she ever will, the bounty hunter (at least the citadel ones) are good people

Since birth honestly, whatever trust she had for her parents wilted away and now she won’t trust anyone unless they’ve proven themselves time and time again

63. What is always guaranteed to make them smile?

Animals, friends, the outdoors, she’s simple, just living the good life

Money, getting what she wants

64. Do they get cold easily? Do they get overheated easily?

She get cold more easily than too hot

Thanks to her metal leg all drastic changes in temperature are felt almost immediately

65. What’s their immune system like? Do they get sick often? How do they react to getting sick?

She’s got a pretty strong immune system. Doesn’t get sick that much

It’s pretty weak. She often gets flu when it’s the season

66. Where do they live? Do they like it there?

She lives in the citadel, has nice apartment there, she likes it lot

She has carved herself a place on the outer rim, it wasn’t exactly her dream but at this point there’s no place she’d rather be, has multiple apartments scattered around but her main one is on the top floor of her nightclub

67. Is their bedroom messy? What about their bathroom? Kitchen? Living room?

It’s somewhat messy, coffee cups and plates here and there, papers and journals scattered about, the whole house is like that

It’s super neat, she looks after herself. Her suite doesn’t even have a kitchen because she gets her food from the club kitchen

68. How did their environment growing up affect their personality?

Her parents influenced her a lot, she turned out good

Coming from two addicts, becoming one herself and generally being distrustful... 

69. How did the people in their environment growing up affect their personality?

Wait i thought the previous one was the same question abbgöreghaeh

70. How do they feel about animals? Do they have any pets?

Love them! No time for one tho, if she had it’s be a cat

On that note.. I think she has a pet snake in her suite, its got a huge terrarium for it

71. How are they with children? Do they have any? Do they want any?

Love them, she’s good with them, she’s definitely the fun big cousin for her small relatives. Doesn’t have any but might want one? She feels she’s too young still

She doesn’t hate them but would rather no kids see her, ever. Doesn’t have any, doesn’t want any

72.  Would they rather have stability or comfort?

i mean.... with stability comes comfort. But she’d choose comfort

Stability, life is already one big uncomfort for her to begin with

73. Do they prefer the indoors or outdoors?

Outdoors

Indoors

74. What weather is their favorite? Do they like storms?

Sunny for sure, storms are nice when you’re inside and in a secure place

Loves rain and storms, they also make ppl gather inside more

75. If given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?

She’d doodle, they’re not great but i’m Mallory would love whatever she’d draw

If something, she’d draw a middle finger for investigators to find

76. How organized are they?

She keeps her work very neat and packed, everything else, not so much

Very much so, everything is neat and organized and hidden away, that’s key to getting away with doing what she does

77. What is their most prized possession?

Her badge, or a stuffed animal from her home

A single memory card contains mountains of excel sheets, it’s either always on the move and hidden or locked away, never in the same place for longer than a week

78. Who do they consider to be their best friend?

Mallory, she’s sappy like that

Juicebox comes the closest

79. What is their economic situation?

She’s comfortable, not super rich but not going from paycheck to paycheck either

Oh she’s loaded

80. Are they a morning person or a night owl?

Night owl

All the best stuff happens at night in her opinion

[dzamie]

For the author ask, and I am extremely looking forward to reading your answer because I love your writing: 2, 6, 20, 29, 30! By the way, did I tell you that your writing is the best and I love it? Cause i do. You're cool uwu

For this author ask meme: 

2: When you’re writing a new story, what is the one thing you need to know before you can start?

The barest elements of its plot. This is because I generally only write oneshots, and it’s ridiculously easy to keep something on track when it’s only a thousand or two words, MAX. Because of this, I can also do some pretty large edits on the fly - a greentext I recently wrote for /vp/ saw me change “Salazzle uses her pheromones to get into Anon’s bed and further cement her hold on his mind” into “Salazzle had a nightmare about The Last Airbender movie there is no movie in Ba Sing Se and they exchange somewhat familial I-love-yous.”

6: Where do your titles come from?

Fuck if I know. They’re generally descriptive unless I can think of a decent pun. Like, the two commissions I’ve done are called “Pokeballs: Not Just For Trainers” because it’s pokemon cockvore, haha get it, and “Self-Sacrifice to Titty-Snek” because, well... it ends with a Serperior with tits’ Trainer feeding himself to her tits.

20: answered this one already, actually, just after you sent me this ask

29: How do you plot your stories?

On the fly, generally. Again, when most of my stuff took me under an hour to write, it’s very effort-cheap to decide “y’know, I’d rather write some hypno instead of tf right now” and rewrite it. I have serious respect for people who write anywhere near novel-length things, because they have to actually stick to a plan.

30: How do you edit your stories?

Within the next few sentences, and then never again (though I do a quick scan after finishing to catch any glaring spelling/grammar). The exception, of course, being my longer stuff (by which I mean: those two commissions), where I also make sure the tone and flow of the writing doesn’t change without reason and I spend an appropriate amount of space on each scene.

Thanks for the compliments, as inaccurate as they may be :P Love you too, fluffy-looking derg.

[teanaoverton]

still swimming.

i thought the first year of law school was suppose to be the toughest.  that was not the case for me. 

this past semester, the first of my 2L year was the most trying experience of my life. and sheesh, i have dealt with a lot of experiences. 

before we go any further, i think its important to tell you a little about myself and warn you of some contents that this post will contain. 

i am brutally honest. i dont believe in sugar coating the truth, and so i wont.  this post may be triggering to anyone who has every experienced sexual assault and/or sexual harassment. this post is my truth. and if you havent noticed by now, i do not like capital letters or formal punctuation. and i also cant spell. 

anyway, back to the story. 

the beginning of the semester started off rocky. i worked for my school and assisted with many task including orientation for the first year students and the title ix policy updates (thanks betsy *eyeroll*). 

unfortunately, i had to use that title ix policy. 

at the end of july, my key card to get in and out of my school’s parking deck was not working properly. i expressed my concern to a security officer. instead of walking to the gate, he walked with me to the parking deck and followed me to my car. we were the only two in the parking deck. 

while at my car, he asked me on a date. i was not interested in the slightest. but hey, im a girl all alone in the parking deck with a security guard. i had just heard about a woman getting killed for rejecting a man. and i sure tf have no lived enough to die. so i told him that school was starting soon and i did not have time. smooth escape i thought. and i also thought that would be it, i was wrong. 

the next week, i left the second floor (where i worked) to go downstairs and get a snack from the vending machines. he saw me and ran to try and pay for my snack, thoughtful gesture, but i refused as i did not want to lead him on. he then followed me to the elevators and handed me a note with his number on it. 

i had to cross paths with him to get to work, and he would make comments to me. once in particular troubled me.“you dont work on wednesdays, we could go out on a wednesday.” and that is when a red flag went off for me. 

why do you know my work schedule? ive already said i wasnt interest, why are you still actively pursing me? so i told my friend/co-worker about the interactions and asked her to walk me to my car.

while working late one evening, he came to the suite and started talking and staring. it was after hours and he was no longer on the clock. the other security officer on duty was probably home with his feet kicked up by this hour. instead of doing the same... he came to “see what was going on.” being aware of the situation and that i was uncomfortable, my friend engaged in the conversation so i didnt have to. bless her. 

during orientation, we had leftover food. my boss at the time asked me to take some to the security officers. my friend and i locked eyes knowing i sure tf was not about to lead this man on by any means. so, that is when i told my boss at the time that i was good off doing that. if you know who my boss was, you know she will get the truth out of you. 

one thing lead to another and boom, the incidents were reported to HR. who i was required to meet with. during the first week of classes, i met both HR and my boss to reassure them that i was not looking to get a black man fired, i just wanted to be left alone. 

time went by, nothing happened. i still was uncomfortable passing the security desk. i would have friends walk with me to the car so i wouldnt be alone bc guess who did rounds in the parking deck, yeah. you guessed it, him. 

unfortunately, my request was not fulfilled. he did not leave me alone. i was required to do a tabling event for work. guess where that tabling event was? right across from the security desk. gr8!!! he looked at me and loudly started saying "i shouldn't have to come to work and be uncomfortable.” he said this several times, causing others in the area to look and see what was going on. 

again, the tabling event was for work (different job btw). i was sitting next to my boss who was unaware of the previous interactions. she too asked “why is he screaming like that?” 

i sat there in shock. in silence. and on the clock, so i couldnt leave. 

why. should. he. have. to. come. to. work. and. feel. uncomfortable.

that was it, my breaking point. i felt unsafe. i expressed my concerns to the appropriate parties. eventually time went on and he was transferred. 

shortly after, repressed memories of my childhood rape surfaced during a therapy session. along with many thoughts: was i over exaggerating? did i lead him on in anyway? could i have done more to let him know i wasnt interested before reporting the incidents? was this my fault? 

guilt. 

i lost track of what was happening in real life because i was so distracted by the thoughts in my head. but as soon as i gained back some control, real life hit me again. my legal writing assignment had been posted. and guess what the topic was? sexual harassment in the work place. 

you mean to tell me, i have to do research, write a brief, and have an oral argument about sexual harassment? shit, someone call my therapist. 

i wrote some shit on some paper. and that was that.  what was happening in my classes? no clue.  what was happening in my life? no clue.  what was going on in the world? no clue. 

i got lost again. 

i just wanted to float and let the current carry me for awhile. i wanted to watch the clouds chase each other into different corners of the sky like freed kites who never worry about the meaning of away. i wanted to float. ive been swimming so long. 

but my thoughts eventually had an off switch and i was good again. then guess what? 

kavanaugh. 

here we fucking go again. 

the student body president signed an aba petition to conduct an impartial hearing on kav. and for some reason, some students were pissed. so they took it upon themselves to write a petition to have the sba president remove his name from the aba petition and issue an apology. 

i need you to pay very close attention for this part. 

i sat in class triggered. surrounded by people signing this petition while tears poured down my face. how fucking disgusting are you people. 

now the only reason i know what the petition actual was is because i am in sba. otherwise, i would have no clue it ever existed. want to know why? because the students who wrote the petition never asked me to sign it. trust me, i am not offended. in fact, im honored that they knew better than to bring some bullshit like that to me. but what was upsetting, when another student asked what was going on (why everyone was gathered looking at the petition), the authors of it said  “we’re just looking at some stuff about aba accreditation.” 

baby, if you gonna talk about it. be about it. smh. 

the petition surfaced. and the names on it, wow. people i looked up to. people i considered role models. women who are allegedly advocates for women. women in general. even a few self-proclaimed feminist.

wow. the names. 

so many people who have reached out to me when i told my story about being raped as a child. so many people i believed would be there for me if i asked for help dealing with the recent sexual harassment. so many frauds. 

their names, they were on it. big and bold.  

i didnt want to float anymore. i wanted to drown. 

i was suffering. isolating myself from everyone. i did the absolute bare minimum. i distanced myself from my family, my friends, from everyone around me. 

i didnt read for any of my classes.  i stopped caring.  i had thoughts about dropping out of school.  i still have the withdrawal email in my draft. 

i want to give someone credit for helping me through this, but i cant. this ocean, its so big. but hell, i havent drowned yet. 

meanwhile, im still swimming.

[askanonbinary]

Idk if this is the right place but here’s a family member’s argument about using they as singular. I want to know how to explain to him that it’s correct and appropriate. Here’s his take. This didn't really say anything I didn't already know outside of her own opinion/solution, but to be honest, this is irrelevant. I'm not questioning the need for new language. I'm not denying the right to identity either. She says "some people used 'they' and it sounded weird, but then I got used to it". 1

It’s not a solution or even a compromise, it’s a “just do it” because they like this word, but they like this word too. I’m not against a community for pointing out a poor decision made by that community, I’m simply commenting on it, because that’s the whole point, right? A dialogue to relate for means of consensus. I apologize if I’m insulting you or making you feel upset, I promise that it’s not my intention and I love you. 2

Change is good and I understand why you either prefer “they” or support those who prefer “they”. The action and decision to support a community is mature and beautiful. I’m proud of you for that. I’m just saying they should’ve used another word. 3 final

Tell them to look it up in the dictionary and that “it sounds weird” isn’t a good reason to look down on it. I don’t like the word “moist” but that doesn’t make it not a valid word, nor does my personal feelings on it get to dictate whether or not it’s a useful term, and if I shudder and go “ew” anytime someone says “moist”, it just makes me look like an ass.

https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/theyhttps://www.dictionary.com/browse/they?s=thttps://dictionary.cambridge.org/us/dictionary/english/they

You could also talk about how language naturally evolves over time (and mocking this makes you sound old and bitter). Ou and ha used to be gender neutral pronouns. I believe they may have fallen out of use in favor of they. As a singular pronoun, they has been around since the 13th century, which makes peoples protests against it especially hilarious, tbh. For a while, there was at least a push for he to be a gender neutral pronoun, though that eventually fell out of favor. And fun fact, you began replacing thee, thou, and ye out of use ages ago. I bet people complained about that, too, but was it for a good reason? I highly fucking doubt it.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Third-person_pronoun#Historical_and_dialectal_gender-neutral_pronounshttps://www.theodysseyonline.com/7-facts-about-the-history-of-gendered-pronounshttps://www.merriam-webster.com/words-at-play/third-person-gender-neutral-pronoun-thon

You can also talk about how they/them is already in common use in everyday language (and even as singular, people just don’t realize how much they use it singularly) and that makes it very easy and useful for people to use rather than waiting for people to learn brand new pronouns (or brand new to them).

You could also talk about all the other pronouns that are in use (here’s just a few) and how people are diverse with different preferences, and that’s what makes us amazing. I always like to compare pronouns to names. Learning someone’s name is a basic step of common courtesy and respect. That doesn’t mean you have to know ALL the names in the world first. It just means when someone introduces themselves, you listen to their name, you learn it, and you respect it. Pronouns are the same. We’re incredibly diverse with a wide array of pronouns we can use. That doesn’t mean you have to know them all now. It means when someone introduces themselves with a new set, you take the time to learn it and you respect that. Along with this, you could also turn their rant back on them and ask them to just think about how they’d feel if, after introducing themselves to someone, that person went on a vent about how their name was spelled wrong or should be completely different because they would never name their child that name or something. I bet they’re defensive at first, but if they really thought about this question, they’d realize this would most likely bother them.

Finally, I would ask what the lecture and rant was for if they truly do support and understand those of us that use they/them pronouns. Sounds like your friend needs to stop and re-evaluate their real feelings and figure out what their hangup over they/them is really over because I can pretty much guarantee it’s transphobic in its roots. No matter how much they have tried to unlearn transphobia, we live in a transphobic society, we are all transphobic, and it is a constant process. But someone who complains that we’re “wrong” (who tf made your friend the ultimate language police lmaoooo) for the pronouns we use isn’t someone who has bothered unlearning this or actually accepts and respects this process. If you respect something, I don’t see why it would set you off on a ridiculous rant on how it is “wrong”.

If this is what your friend said to you, then this was really insidious, and I’m so sorry you had to sit through that pile of garbage. People cannot just say they are accepting and understanding and respecting. They show it. It does not matter how much your friend tries to preface this as acceptance, it’s not, and it’s something they need to work on. I’m sorry you had to hear this.

I hope what I said helps. If you google things like “why they pronouns are valid” or “singular they/them pronouns” or similar searches, you can also find some points by other people as well.

https://www.grammarly.com/blog/use-the-singular-they/https://www.teenvogue.com/story/they-them-questions-answered?verso=truehttps://www.huffingtonpost.com/entry/respecting-theythem-pronouns_us_58c05c7be4b070e55af9eac7

Good luck! It’s awesome that you want to try and dialogue about this.

~ Mod Sock

[rm-cannot]

It was hell

It took me 2 hours, but I finished reading the story I wrote when I was 10 and, as I expected, it was the worst thing I have ever laid my eyes on. (Also concerningly NOT APPROPRIATE for children. despite being written by one) There were good moments (though very little) and bad moments (took up 95% of it) and I took the time to write down some of my thoughts. Please enjoy my favourites.

First thought: Sit down, buckle up, welcome to the shit-show and it only gets worse from here.

BRUH I THOUGHT SHE DIED?!

Why does she have kids with everyone?

Where the FUCK did he come from??

Victor is my new favourite.

Merida?!

NO VICTOR YOU BETRAYED ME!!

Of course she would reject you, Victor, the first thing you did was threaten to kill her.

This is worse than that Draco fanfic where y/n fucked everyone. It took y/n a few years for like, 8 boys, it took Merida 3 days for 7 boys.

(everytime a new love interest was introduced) ANOTHER ONE

THAT WAS FANTASTIC! I HAVE HIGH HOPES FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER!

I WAS WRONG!

No, no! It can’t be.... JEDREK’S FATHER!! DUN DUN DUNNNNN

what kinda crack was 10 year old me taking??

I’m getting enemies to lovers vibes from this, and i am loving it!

NO NO NO! The torture was the good bit!

I have to agree with the bimbo at this point. Merida is better at being a prostitute than she is at being a princess.

STOP STOP STOP I HATE THIS NO MORE KIDS, NO MORE SEX IT’S UNHEALTHY NO MORE AFFAIRS NO MORE MEN CAN MERIDA GET A REDEMPTION ARC WHERE SHE KILLS THEM AND MARRIES INGRID?

YASS THE REDEMPTION ARC OF OUR QUEEN IS ARRIVING!

NO NO NO I WAS WRONG!!

Agreed, favourite character #2!

Favourite #2 no more, you traitor!

IFLQEYLBDSCYQEFLCASHVEFY “What is this piece called?” “The unspeakable rage that comes from reading this story.”

Song of Achilles flashbacks

Villains are stupid reason #1: King decides to send servant to work for a nicer king instead of executing him for high treason.

WHY DOES SHE HAVE 4 KIDS??? ALL FROM DIFFERENT FATHERS??

Does she have a breeding kink??? It would explain whatever omegaverse looking shit this is.

Ingrid will never betray me.

Whoever’s POV this is, I stan them. 

I WAS WRONG AGAIN

Mary became the one thing she hated.... Birds of several genera within the family Phasianidae in the order galliformes. (a pheasant)

I KNEW INGRID WAS IMPORTANT!!

TF

That’s 2 men in one chapter!!

TF?? How did she get to that conclusion??

ANOTHER ONE sums up this entire story

NO NO NO TF??? ANOTHER ONE?? NOT ANOTHER GUY!! YOU JUST MET LIKE 2 MINUTES AGO!! ARE YOU INSANE??!!! YOU DON’T KNOW HIM!! YOU GOT 5 HUSBANDS, DISNEY PRINCESS LOOKING ASS-

Me- why? 10 years old me- why not? me- why tho? old me- why not??

me- you want me to jump across this table cause i don’ have all day for this, ok? Old me- you feeling froggy? leap. (slams down another pregnancy) me- THAT’S IT YOU LITTLE SHIT--

Drake #2 can’t do SHIT

You had sex ONCE and your already saying ‘I love you?🥺’ FUCK THIS 

Merida was def seeing another man i don’t know why you bother asking

Someone: “what was the first story you wrote?” Me: *War flashbacks*

Dinner parties written by me ALWAYS end in chaos

“This is inevitably going to go wrong.” no truer words have been spoken

I LOVE the sister bonding time. i wish i could stay in this chapter forever, but alas, the shit-show must go on.

TF IS AN M.R.?? A MARRIAGE GLADIATOR STYLE??

I WAS RIGHT!!

“I’m ready to marry him.” BITCH you’ve had like... 50 husbands and cheated on all of them. I highly doubt you’re ready.

‘he growled’ 10 YEAR OLD ME WAS SARAJ J MAAS BEFORE SARAH J MAAS PUBLISHED TOG

tbh a fight to the marriage sounds pretty cool

Literally all the love interests when Merida says she’s pregnant with her brother’s ex-girlfriend’s best friend’s cousin’s best friend’s baby: It’s spelled D-I-L-L-I-G-A-F dilligaf! and it means: Do I look like i give a fuck?

The love interests should become Armonal’s harem. Poor boy needs a boyfriend.

That was supposed to be epic but even little me could tell it was shit

IT ENDED ON AN ODD NUMBER???

Last thought: That was a trip I’m glad ended.

[looongcat]

Nightshade Thoughts

Alright take 2! This is not spoiler free!

Goemon

I am a sucker for nice guys. Like stealing from the rich? Heart of gold? Sign me tf up! It comes as no surprise that I really liked the beginning of his route. However I hated the ending. I very clearly knew that he was faking it, but I think it upsets me that he can betray/torture enju if he has to, not so much that he did. Like it would be less hurt if he actually just betrayed enju and didn’t care about her all along. But since I knew, he loved enju, and that he could still hurt her, I was not happy! I am also not a huge fan of flirts, so there’s that. I thought I would really like him but he ended up being like my 2nd least favourite route.

Hanzo

I am also... a sucker for cold guys who are warm to you. Emphasis on a cold guy, i do not like rude guys! I think there is a difference between someone calling you useless/an idiot versus someone saying you’re inexperienced, even thought they both make you feel useless. Anyways, Hanzo’s route did not disappoint! I obviously did not like how his route started, but by the time he was whipped for enju, I was totally enthralled. I did have some issues when his route, specifically his age. He mentions that he was around your mother’s age, and in someone’s else's route they mention the age difference between chojiro, goemon and hanzo, and if you put everything together you can kinda guess how much older he is than enju, and friendly reminder girl is 16. That aside, I really enjoyed how he actually let enju fight, or that enju was willing to fight since she only runs away in all the other routes. Hanzo is probably my favourite route.

Kuroyuki

The only age appropriate LI! Maybe that’s why I kinda like him LOL. I am also a sucker for childhood friends to lovers (which means I enjoyed Gekkamaru’s route too which more on that later!) I actually did like his route, even though he’s deceiving enju the whole time. I think the difference is that he made enju feel safe, whereas goemon definitely did not! Idk how to explain it, just that I’m okay with what he did lol. The story is quite predictable so I suspected that Kuroyuki was the killer when I was playing Goemon’s route. Cause yknow guy who’s been gone for 8 years is probably not so innocent. There is something to be said about how Kuroyuki & Enju might not actually love each other, which the game does bring up. I don’t have like big thoughts on it. Personally I thought their ending was kinda cute, so I think they did love each other, even if it was like out of like.... dependence? Like they depend on each other to survive, and is that really so wrong?

Chojiro

Yknow what I’m not a sucker for LOL. I know in some cultures it’s normal but I just could not get over the fact that this guy is both your cousin and your teacher. Especially since they would not stop bringing it up T_T. No sir I cannot see you as a man, cause you are my cousin and you should stay that way! Anyways this route is quite plot heavy, and most of the romance is just crammed into the end. If i’m being honest, I did not enjoy the story. Cause if you think about, the emperor faked his death, framed you for it, and then had all your friends hunt you down and die for essentially nothing. Cause in the good end, you and chojiro just run away, and thus the emperor still stays the emperor, like at least in Gekkamaru’s route the emperor dies and there’s a hint that there’s some change that will happen (but even that is unsatisfying). But like in Chojiro’s route literally nothing has changed, all your friends really are dead for nothing! Plus, they’re probably gonna have to continue running away if the emperor decides to continue sending people after them. So yeah, chojiro was my least favourite route and least favourite guy. I did however think the bad ending was kinda cute lol.

Gekkamaru

Gekkamaru is probably my favourite guy. As previously mentioned I love a guy who’s kind and I love childhood friends to lover romances. I don’t quite know how I feel about him being under a spell to protect you. It does make it seem like, his actions towards enju might be disingenuous, but I feel like enju was a kind character from the start, and that throughout the last 16 years I’m sure their friendship meant something to Gekkamaru, such that his actions when the story started are genuine. At least that’s what I want to believe. I thought they were super cute together, and I did like how he did things with her best interest in mind, such as saying that they were partners on a mission and not like a bodyguard/master situation. Again, I didn’t love the plot, so this route wasn’t my favourite. Idk where it really stands, but I did like the romance in the route, so like higher than chojiro/goemon and probably a close tie w/ kuroyuki.

Overall thoughts

The plot of the story is so linear and predictable it did take out some of the fun for me. Like by the time I got to chojiro’s route, I thought the story would be the same and so then I ended up skipping through the parts that were actually different. BUT DONT WORRY, i got a chance to read all the things I missed in Gekkamaru’s route. Idk if the game has a feature that stops skipping when you get to new material, but... i definitely did not have that feature on. I would say I did not like how linear the stories are, I think what I like about other otome games is that each route tends to be quite different w/ some similar plot points, but overall you are getting a different story. I felt like I was just reading the same story like 5 times. Like even once I got to chojiro’s route and I was like oh.. this is different, I still was like i bet all your friends are gonna die, and then yknow they did.

I also hated how the difference between the bad end and the good end is like... a few lines, and that all of them are the same. In all the bad ends you die, and although I actually didn’t mind that. In fact I kinda liked some of the bad ends, it still... fell short b/c it was like... basically the good end but like... instead of surviving you die. It really wasn’t any different. It didn’t really feel like the story split off into something different, it’s just you die and that’s the end.

I didn’t ended up buying the DLC, but someone posted them on youtube and I wish they would have been like epilogues of like your romance w/ each LI, after the main story. Instead they were all just like... side stories to the main story, which meant it wouldn’t be as romantic as I would have wanted. Again, Hanzo’s was my favourite if I had to pick

TLDR: I wouldn’t say I don’t recommend this, but if you do play I would recommend you play in order, since in each route you tend to learn more and more about the plot. Otherwise the story is pretty predictable, its super linear, it feels like you're reading the same story 5x. The story itself wasn’t that bad, and the romances aren’t the worst so like... 3/5 maybe.

[jasperrollswrites]

Transformation Classroom Lesson IV: Time to Swim

Another TF Classroom story, a bit late. The winner this time was randomwolf91 on FA (I THINK he has a Tumblr, but I don’t know what it is), and he wanted a TF into Selkie, the buff seal hero from Boku no Hero Academia. I don’t know the show myself, but I do know the design and I was happy to indulge.

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There was something new in the classroom.

Koro-sensei hadn't noticed it at first - he'd been busy giving the room a bit of a makeover. It had started with him setting up a camera and tripod to take a picture of himself, setting the timer so he could pose appropriately (he could easily make it in front of the camera in the millisecond between pressing the button and it taking the picture, but he wanted the extra time to make sure he looked good). He'd gone through about half the film reel before he settled on a picture he liked, and had then set it upon the wall of "successful students".

That had been all he wanted to do, but then he noticed that the little board looked...direly generic. As he adjusted the pictures of the previous student's before and afters, he realized that it didn't work at all. It didn't have any of his...unique style on it. This couldn't stand, so he'd immediately set to making signs and associated paraphernalia. He was having a lot of fun, making little drawings of himself to give everything that little flair of "Koro-sensei" style.

It was as he was attaching his new "successful students" sign to the noticeboard (more stylized writing, with a little drawing of his own grinning visage beside it), that he noticed the change. He turned to look at the back of the classroom - and saw the door.

It was a solid wood door, unlike the one that was the entrance of the classroom, which had a little window in it. There was a no sign on the door, either. Koro-sensei shuffled over slowly, and reached a tentacle towards the handle, before stopping, and looking up at the ceiling.

"Oh, not yet? Alright." he said, and reluctantly shuffled away from the door, looking a little downhearted at being shut down like he presumably had been. He moved back to the front of the class, and settled down back in his chair. "Is a student coming, then?" he asked.

He was answered in the form of the entrance door opening.

The next student was fairly fat - he had a large belly, and a round face, framed by a brown beard with a goatee. He wore a set of rectangular glasses, and the chocolate brown hair on his head reached down to his shoulders. The green shirt he wore clung tightly to his belly, and his black pants were a little short, exposing the white socks he wore underneath his white trainers. He was carrying the straps of what looked like a heavy bag for sports gear.

Koro-sensei felt himself turn a little pink at the sight of the young man...then blinked, returning back to yellow. That was odd. Before, he'd only felt that way towards girls...it must be something of his previous self coming through. It was a problem of this form, that it was very hard for him to hide his emotions - and the person he'd been before the classroom changed him wasn't very good at either in the first place. No matter.

The young man was quiet for a moment, watching Koro-sensei look at him, before opening his mouth.

"This is...probably going to sound stupid, but is this the room for swimming lessons?" he asked. Another American. "I checked the leaflet, and it said this room, but I thought it would be like..."

"No, no, you've got it in one." Koro-sensei replied. "Swimming lessons, right here. Come, sit down." He gestured at a desk in the front row, and the young man walked over, setting the bag down next to the desk and sitting down in the chair. He had a look of bemusement on his face as Koro-sensei stared at him, grinning quietly.

"Is anyone else gonna..."

"Mm...nope. I'm a one-on-one kind of teacher." Koro-sensei said.

"Are you sure this is for swimming? I just figured..."

"Hmm?"

"I, uh..." the young man stammered a little. "I mean, if I'm honest, you don't...look like a swimming coach, and uh...I just...figured it would be, uh...more...swimming pool-adjacent."

Koro-sensei was quiet for a moment. He looked at the door at the back of the room, then back at his student. "Oh!" he exclaimed, like he'd just realized what the inherent conceit of teaching a swimming lesson was. "Yes. Of course. Well, don't worry about that right now. We need to get to know each other first! I should really start by asking your names off the bat. Calling you all ‘young man' for the first 2 pages is somewhat aggravating."

"Uh..." the student was non-plussed by the comment. "It's Loez."

"Loez! A delightful name!" Koro-sensei said excitedly, feeling himself turn a little pink again before shaking his head to get back to his standard yellow. "Well, Loez, I'm Koro-sensei, and I'm your teacher." He gestured towards the board, on which was still written the explanation of the wordplay his name entailed, to which he had added a little drawing of himself. "I've explained the pun a couple of times already now, and I'd really prefer not to keep on doing it, so just refer to the board if you're ever confused."

He stood up, shuffled over to the desk next to Loez, and turned, doing a little hop so he was sitting on the desk in question. He looked down at Loez, grinning as usual. "So, Loez, why do you want to learn to swim?" he asked.

"Uhh...I dunno, does it matter?" Loez replied.

Koro-sensei put a couple of tentacles against the cheeks of his face in mock horror. "How could you say such a thing?" he said, incredulously. "It's the question that matters the most! If you don't know why you want to learn something, then you're certain to fail!" He raised his left tentacle in the air, closing his eyes, as he rattled off his wisdom. "It is by knowing the core reason we wish to gain something that is the first step to ACHIEVING that something. If you never acknowledge why you wish to swim, then you'll almost definitely drown the second you set foot in the pool!"

"I mean, I don't think it'd be that bad..." Loez said. "...Well...I dunno, I just wanted to try something new? Well, not new...I've swum before, but never, like...formally. I guess I felt like I've been cooped up too long and that...I should do something about that.

"Hmm..." Koro-sensei pondered the words. "So you're looking for a sense of freedom, is what you're saying? And you think swimming might be the way towards that?"

"...I guess?"

"Well, it's an admirable goal, definitely!" Koro-sensei said. "Are we not all looking for freedom, in our own way? Our lives can get us down so easily...where and what we find our freedom in is not for others to judge. A common sentiment that anyone in the world can understand." He hopped down off the desk. "Well, with that out the way, we can get started with the actual lesson. Come along, come along." He began shuffling towards the door at the back of the class. Loez got up after him, picking up the sports bag, struggling with it a little.

Koro-sensei reached towards the handle of the door, quivering a little with anticipation.

"Uh, isn't that just the door into the classroom next do--" Loez started saying, but was cut off as Koro-sensei opened the door...and the unmistakable smell of chlorine filled the air. Koro-sensei stepped to the side, letting Loez look...and what he saw was impossible.

It didn't initially SEEM impossible - what was through the door was a tiled floor, surrounding a rather large swimming pool. All well and good, but Loez knew for a fact that it shouldn't be there. He'd been outside in the hall only a few minutes earlier, and he knew there should be a classroom in that direction. The width of the room extended beyond the boundaries of the classroom, another impossibility.

"How the fuck...?"

"Please don't swear in the classroom", Koro-sensei said absentmindedly, still looking at the swimming pool. He turned to look at Loez, but he wasn't there - he was by the exit door, about to open it.

"Oh! Where are you going? Don't you want to learn how to swim?" Koro-sensei yelled.

Loez turned back to look at him. "That...that shouldn't be there! I saw..."

Koro-sensei looked up at the ceiling. "I think you might have pushed it a little too far." He murmured, then looked back at Loez. "I don't think you want to go through that door."

"What?" Loez asked, the exit door already half open.

"Mm...well, it's your choice, but...if you leave this room, I get the feeling you won't be able to come back in."

"Wh...are you threatening me?" Loez asked.

"Nyuruhuhuhu...nothing like that." Koro-sensei replied. "It's just...the nature of this room. If you walk out that door, when you come back, this room will not be here. It will be another room entirely." He looked back up at the ceiling, looking a little irritated. "I know what I'm doing." He hissed under his breath.

Loez paused, unsure whether to leave or not. Good. "I'm not trying to trap you or anything, I promise. This is the face of a teacher you can trust." he said. "Please. All I want to do is teach. You want to learn, you wouldn't have come here otherwise. There's an opportunity here to find the freedom you're seeking, and...it would break my heart to see you walk away from it."

The spell of the room worked its way into Loez's mind, and he gradually, slowly accepted the idea of the impossible room. Koro-sensei felt a little bad. He'd just said he wasn't trying to trap the young man, but in a sense he was...but his intentions were honest. People came to this room looking for a form of freedom...he just wanted to give it to them.

Loez walked back over, picking up the sports bag, and slowly walked through the door into the swimming pool area. Koro-sensei followed after, closing the door behind them.

Now they were inside, they could see the room a bit better. All the walls and floors were sparkling clean white tiles. An image of a beach was painted on the wall to the right, with splashing waves taking up most of it, little droplets of water falling away from the waves painted waves. The pool itself was completely still, but it looked perfectly clean.

Loez wandered over to the edge of the pool. They were at the deep end, and Loez looked down nervously into it. He looked around for Koro-sensei, and saw him standing next to the beach mural. He had taken out a sharpie pen from somewhere, and was drawing on the wall. After a second, he stepped away, to reveal his handiwork - he had drawn his own face on one of the water droplets.

"Nyuruhuhuhuhu! Much better, don't you think?" he asked, shuffling back over to Loez. Loez was silent. "Well, you don't have to fall over yourself with praise." Koro-sensei replied to his non-answer. "So, where would you like to start? The deep end? I think the deep end is good."

"Uhh...isn't there somewhere I can change? I brought swimming gear with me, and--" Loez began.

"Oh, you don't need to worry about all that stuff." Koro-sensei said nonchalantly, and, raising a tentacle, swung it down and smacked it into Loez's back, sending him careening into the water. Loez immediately felt the water soak into every part of his body, as he sunk into the pool. His t-shirt clung even tighter to his body, his pants felt super heavy as they soaked up the water, and he felt the horrible sensation of water getting in his shoes. He flailed for a moment, unsure what to do, the bag he'd been carrying floating away from him as the straps came away from around his hand, then found himself, and tried to swim up to the surface. It was difficult, especially with Loez's comparatively limited understanding of how to swim, but eventually he made it, breaking the surface, his hair soaked.

He took a breath of air, and started treaded water, as he oriented himself to look at Koro-sensei, still standing on the side of the pool. Despite standing right in the radius of the splash from Loez's fall, he seemed curiously dry.

"What...the fuck? What kind of teacher are you?" Loez shouted angrily.

"One who knows how to get the best out of his students", Koro-sensei replied, grinning all the while. He knelt down, and reached a tentacle towards Loez's face, taking the wet glasses off him and setting them on the side. Loez began to swim for the ladder nearby, but in the blink of an eye, Koro-sensei was standing at the top of them, blocking the way up.

"Hey! What the hell is this?" Loez asked. "Are you gonna let me drown?"

"I'd never do such a thing, Loez!" Koro-sensei replied. "If anything goes wrong, I'll be sure to help, but at the moment I'm sure you can handle this. Once you handle swimming with clothes on, you'll be able to handle swimming with clothes off like it's nothing!"

"I don't think this is how they teach swimming!" Loez yelled, treading water still.

"What can I say? I have a unique style." Koro-sensei replied. "It'll pay off, trust me. Now, I want you to swim to the other end of the pool. Quickly, now!"

Loez reluctantly started swimming, doing a breaststroke as best he could manage, but it was tough with the clothes weighing him down. He couldn't bring his legs up to kick properly, his trainers and pants feeling like heavy weights pulling him down. However as he got further along the length of the pool, it seemed to be getting easier. This was for a couple of reasons.

First, his clothes were becoming tighter, but lighter. He couldn't tell, due to the feeling of water overriding everything, but his clothes were beginning to change. The rubber of the lower part of his trainers was becoming harder, thicker, and more resistant to the water. The white colour darkened, going to grey, then a darker grey, then pure black, as notches formed on the underside. The leather parts of the shoes were morphing in a different manner, although they too were losing the white colour, darkening to a similar black. They ripped away from the soles, riding up the heel of his feet, but still attached to the front part covering his toes. They extended backwards, riding up his legs, flattening out into a pair of flippers attached to the back of his legs, connected to the front part of the changed shoes by a hinge - if he knew they were there, he could flick his feet and he'd be wearing the flippers.

His socks meanwhile, were connecting to the cuffs of his pants. They stuck together, then merged together, as the varying cotton of both materials smoothed out, beginning to cling tightly to his feet, ankles and shins. They became a flexible rubber, like that worn by a scuba diver. As he kept swimming, the conversion from cotton to rubber continued up his legs, over his knees...the colour was lightening too - on his shins, it became a light grey, with lines segmenting it up, while over the rest of his leg, it was lightening to a dark blue.

All of this conversion, of pants to tight rubber, served to highlight the second reason Loez was finding it easier to swim as he went - his leg muscles were getting stronger. As his pants clung to his legs, the muscles in his legs tightened, becoming stronger, the fat in them converting to muscle. The soleus muscles, the vastus lateralis muscles - all of them were pumping up, getting more and more powerful. They weren't the muscles of a bodybuilder, but rather the lithe, tight muscles of a swimmer. The rubber clinging to his legs only served to highlight just what was happening to him.

Koro-sensei was shuffling alongside him at the side of the pool. "Keep going!" he yelled. "You're doing great!" Loez could only barely hear him, the splashing of his arms making it hard to hear anything else.

He finally reached the shallow end of the pool, where he was finally able to rest his feet against the floor of the pool as soon as he could...but the second he did, Koro-sensei was chastising him. "No, no, swim all the way! There's no point if you don't go the whole hog!" he yelled at the beleaguered swimmer. "You can put your feet down when you touch the side!"

He kept swimming, and as he did, the rubber continued to climb up his legs, turning everything dark blue as he went. By the time he finally reached the side, it had gotten up to his waist...where it had started to connect with his shirt. Loez let his feet rest against the floor of the pool, and put his arms on the side, feeling exhausted already.

"Very good, Loez! I said you could do it, didn't I?" Koro-sensei said. Loez looked up to see the octopus-like teacher leering down at him, although he couldn't really see Koro-sensei clearly, given that his glasses had been taken off him. "That's an olympic length swimming pool, and you just swum the whole thing with your clothes on. Quite a feat, I would say."

"How is this meant to help me get any better at swimming?" Loez asked, between ragged breaths.

"You'll see", Koro-sensei responded. "Now, back to the other end. Quick, quick!"

"I'm...really tired...I can't..."

"Yes, you can. Or at least your legs can, can't they?"

"Wh..." Loez looked down, but he couldn't really get a good look at his legs from how he was standing, his belly blocking the way for the moment. But he couldn't deny what Koro-sensei was saying. His upper body felt tired, but his lower body...his legs felt like they could keep going. For ages. "How..."

"Come on, come on!" Koro-sensei urged him. "If you don't feel like you can use your arms, you can use just your legs for this length. Swim like a mermaid! I'm not letting you get out until you do."

This was without a doubt, the weirdest swimming lesson Loez had ever taken. But he turned, and pushed off with his legs, swimming underwater this time. He didn't get very far, his belly drastically decreasing his aerodynamics and making him lose momentum...but that was about to be fixed. As he swam, he let his arms hang close to his sides, and kicked with only his legs held together, like a mermaid, as Koro-sensei suggested...and it was a lot easier than he thought.

His powerful new leg muscles were making the mermaid style a cinch to do, and the changes that were progressing along up his body were only making it easier. The rubber had connected to his shirt now, and was beginning to convert that into even more rubber, making his clothes into a one-piece that was beginning to cover his entire body. The green colour faded from his shirt, deepening to a dark blue that matched the rubber on his legs, and as it did so his fat began a similar conversion.

His belly was losing its bloat, the fat becoming sucked into him and rising, bubbling up his body, turning into more muscle. His abdominals were hardening, becoming tight and lithe, while his soft moobs were hardening, becoming tough and firm, the muscle inside them getting tighter and powerful. His back was becoming broader, as the shirt continued to convert to rubber, clinging tightly and showing off his back muscles.

A hole opened up in the centre of the shirt, as it began to split, widening as it did, exposing his chest, which was becoming more muscular by the second. The rubber continued to rise, going up to around his neck, and the collar began to rise, encircling his neck, but not clinging to it like the rest of the pants-and-shirt-turned-wetsuit was.

The cotton down his arms continued to be converted into rubber dark blue rubber, as the sleeves lengthened down his arms. The rubber continued to grow, mid-way, the colour changing to the same grey that coated his legs. It kept going down along the arms, and as it did, the arms grew in muscle as well. The biceps and triceps pumped out with power, and Loez was beginning to lose the aching feeling, like he could swim with his upper chest again...but he didn't really want to. It was weird, but the whole mermaid swimming thing felt...right. Like it was how he was meant to be swimming. His hands grew in size, the palms becoming broader, the digits getting thicker, retaining their human shape, but beginning to look more like flippers in some ways, considering how big and muscular they were getting. A patch appeared on the left shoulder of his jumpsuit - a white rectangular shape, with a red ‘S' inside.

Loez broke the surface, touching the side of the pool at the deep end, and Koro-sensei was standing over him again. "Getting easier all the time, isn't it?" he asked, and Loez found himself nodding. He didn't notice how his body had become more of a bulked out swimmer's build, or that he was now wearing a wetsuit. All he could think about was swimming, swimming more. He looked expectantly up at Koro-sensei, who knelt down, and extended his body a little over the edge so he could get face to face with Loez.

"Now, show me what you can really do."

Loez grinned with zeal, and curved back into the water, showcasing a level of athletic prowess he couldn't have possibly managed about 5 minutes earlier. He quickly reached the bottom of the pool, and began to twist through the water in a way that was distinctly unachievable by a human body...and it was beginning to show. His skin was beginning to turn grey underneath the wetsuit, becoming a little bit rubbery and smooth itself. The grey colour flowed up his body like the wetsuit had done, crossing his muscular chest, exposed by the open zipper of his wetsuit, and his hands beginning to look more flipper-like as they too turned grey.

Now it was running up his neck, little black dots appearing on the nape of his neck as the skin transformed. His hair was falling off his scalp, drifting away in the wake of his movements through the water, before disappearing entirely. The goatee part of his beard did the same, but the rest of the beard remained firmly stuck to his chin. His mouth was pushing out to meet with his nose, which was flattening against his face, while whiskers pushed out across his cheeks as his face became the muzzle of a spotted seal. The hairs on his chin lightened, losing their chocolate brown colour, and becoming white. As the final touch, his brow furrowed, as his eyes became sharp and fierce, and were framed by red markings that extended out to the side of his face.

The seal-like man swam to the middle of the pool, went down to the bottom, and then pushed up with his feet, and rocketed out of the water with such force that he rose up into the air, performing a backflip that sent him towards the side of the pool, before landing with a wet slap on his feet.

"How's that?" Selkie asked in his new, deep voice, and winked at Koro-sensei, who was already standing next to him, somehow still dry despite once again being in the radius of the splash.

Koro-sensei was...clapping his tentacles, for lack of a better word. They made strange squelching noise as he slapped them together in his approximation of applause.

"Most excellent, Selkie! The name of Sea Rescue Hero is truly an apt one for a hero such as yourself" he said.

Selkie laughed a little nervously. "Well, I'm not really one to brag...but it's nice to show off every so often, you know?" He looked around the pool. "Ah...where are my goggles?"

"Right here", Koro-sensei replied handing him a pair of yellow goggles that some minutes earlier had been a pair of glasses.

"Thank you very much..." Selkie said, taking the goggles. The two anthropomorphic creatures, one a seal, one...octopus-adjacent, began walking along the side of the pool, back towards the classroom. "It's nice to show off for a colleague", he said, "but...I can't help but always be disappointed by swimming pools. They're nowhere near as majestic as the ocean...plus all the chlorine makes my skin itch!" he complained, scratching the nape of his spotted neck.

"I know" Koro-sensei replied. "I did ask them not to put chlorine in this time, but I think people just pretend they heard me half the time."

They re-entered the classroom, and Koro-sensei closed the door to the pool behind them. He glanced at the noticeboard - the new photos had already appeared.

"Well, if that's everything..." Selkie said, heading towards the door leading out of the classroom.

"Yes, I think that's everything..." Koro-sensei said...and found himself turning pink again. "I really appreciate the assistance, Selkie."

"Well..." Selkie clenched his hands into fists, and raised them to just under his chin in an attempt to be cute. "You're welcome!!"

Koro-sensei turned yellow again. "Mmm, you're not quite as good at being cute, like I am."

Selkie laughed a deep, loud laugh. "Then you'll have to teach me! See you later, Koro-sensei!" and with that, he gave a salute, and left through the door.

Koro-sensei smiled after him...then looked down at the floor, and noticed the big wet puddles the seal man had left behind. "Oh, for..." he grumbled. "Can't these people be less messy when they transform?"

[the-eros-experience]

Proposal: The Boyfriend Experience Chapter 12

(Reaction! Part One)

This is my first reaction post to anything Yuri on Ice hooray!

First off I'm going to curse my email for not alerting me that the fic updated but it's much more of an honor that the author herself notified me so bless my soul.

Reaction and Review below the cut.

If you haven't read it, you can go here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/9285461/chapters/23872473

WARNING: It's a whooping 24k words update so it's a long post

Enjoy the ride!

Right so, good morning world I have the latest chapter on my phone now it's time to dive right into it.

First off, Yuuri's in a restaurant with Victor. The Russian conversations surrounding him sharp in his ears. Totally understand you, love. I felt that way too when I couldn't understand a thing when I went for a vacation in HK. He opens and closes the menu for the fifth time, Cyrillic still uncomprehensible. WHAT DID YOU EXPECT YUURI, IT WILL MAGICALLY TRANSLATE TO ENGLISH?

Okay awkward silence. Are you okay Yuuri? Yes. You're shaking. It's cold. Would you like a jacket? No.

You are so obvious, boy. But our prince is greatly oblivious that he's so nervous!

Victor: "Talk to me."

Yuuri: Holisht what do I say, what should I bring up? What if I spill everything and die because of it

Good going Vic, you made him even more nervous. You know how those kindsa sentences make people uneasy?

Then the waiter comes to save the day. Good going though, Yuuri-- lucky guess that they had pasta in the menu considering you see the letters like a bunch of mispelled words with a bunch of weird symbols. If only you know how Victor's name is spelled in Cyrillic you'll probably start calling him Binktop.

Okay so going back, Victor tries again to pry and know what's wrong and so Yuuri of course says no DROPS THE BOMB

He was afraid of Victor retiring and Victor asks this stupid painful question of why he should care if he retires.

Yuuri: “You must know,”

*waiter arrives*

KNOW WHAT YUURI?? YOU NEVER ANSWERED THE QUESTION. WHAT DID VICTOR MUST KNOW?!

And so Victor changes the subject and hands him an envelope.

OH NO. What could it be?

A) Money B) Cheque C) Retirement letter D) Test Results that Victor was clean and free of STDs

Yoooou've guessed it! So what does it mean for our escort wonder?

OF COURSE IT LOOKS LIKE YOU WANNA HAVE UNPROTECTED SEX WITH AN ESCORT. Who in their right minds would understand that you're asking for his exclusivity when you're talking to an escort here, presenting your test results because damn boy in this context to anyone it would look like you're asking for a porn star experience

But basically cut short he's proposing to be his boyfriend. JUST SAY YES YUURI, SAY IT.

Y: "I can’t agree to it, I’m sorry. But there are certain boundaries I just can’t cross with a client. Even you."

V: No more money, No more Eros. No more pretending.

YEEEEEESSS These are things I want to hear.

So Yuuri runs off to the bar for a drink due to his anxiety high key hoped that Yuuri would get drunk and redo the drunken dancing in the banquet in this restaurant and then this guy (WHO TF IS HE?) saying: "You look familiar. I’m sure I’ve seen your face before."

Yuuri sassmaster: “I hope you don’t say that every Japanese person you meet.”

THAT WAS A CLEVER ONE BECAUSE IT'S TRUE WAY TO GO

*mystery man tries to flirt with Yuuri*

Victor's jealousy. He's like a snarling lion to protect what was his. Seeing this mystery man was backing away, he decided to punch back by picking on Victor's choice of endearment.

Yuuri's mind: *IDEK what that means omg what is he actually calling me?*

-aftermath of this encounter-

*harsh exchange of WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS I CAN TAKE CARE OF MYSELF; NO YOU CANT; IM A GROWN MAN WORKING; K FINE LETS GO BACK TO THE HOTEL*

Why is it getting so angsty ;___; at least the argument's over. They'll kiss and make up now right?---W R O N G.

I've never been so wrong in my life. IT FREAKING ESCALATED.

Victor's apologizing for his jealousy and actions earlier and Yuuri's calling him out for it too.

He's so.. savage. BUT I LIKE HOW HE'S STANDING UP FOR HIMSELF. He's not so weak at all! BUT THIS SPICE MM, MMM....

Now the topic's getting touchy.

Y: "I’m here with you. You’re the one who hired me, Victor. I wouldn’t just leave you."

V: "How can you think after everything, everything, that all you are to me is that? I didn’t hire you, Yuuri. I asked you come here."

Y: "You mentioned my website-"

V: "You mentioned payment"

Y: "You haven’t offered"

V: "You haven’t asked. If that’s all you want from me, Yuuri, then I’ll give it to you. All you have to do is ask."

I am aware of just how many crying gifs I've put in this post but that's because I was literally this. VICTOR'S COMEBACK DIDN'T JUST SHUT YUURI DOWN, IT ALMOST SHUT DOWN MY HEART and if this keeps up my other organs will.

Y: "We can't do this. You're not my boyfriend, Victor. You can't be."

HOW DO YOU RECOVER FROM THIS

THIS HAS BEEN LIKE THE DILEMMA WITH YUURI ALL THIS TIME. About he can’t be more than just an escort to him. How Victor deserves someone better. PLEASE YUURI

V: "I see. Forgive me, for thinking differently. But you haven’t exactly been the most professional, Yuuri."

V: "Well, seeing as I *hired* you then I feel it’s within my rights to ask you to be more appropriate in regard to our arrangement. And especially in regards to other people."

Because it was true??? Just how many rules of escorting did Yuuri break through all these chapters? Let's see there's overtime, there's--

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Y: "You're not my knight in shining armor! Do you think you're the first client to think that? The first to ask me?"

V: "I had hoped I was your first lover to ask."

And there's more things Yuuri miscontrues and poor Victor's just angry and desparate-- please Yuuri I'm trying PLEASE WHAT WILL IT TAKE

Y: "You hypocrite, I’m not yours. Or anyone’s anything, Victor. I’m my own person and this is my job, that I chose. Who are you to try and tell me how I should do it?"

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V: "Can't we try being someone else?"

Y: "What's the plan, Victor? You come visit me in the States at weekends? I just spend my days- what? Waiting for you? Be realistic. You don't even know me!"

Why must this fic hurt me so much. Another one of my organs is shutting down.

Y: "Look at tonight. Look at all the times we’ve been together. You mean to tell me that you’re going to be able to just turn your jealousy off?"

V: “I think I can handle it.”

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"You get jealous now. How will it be if we actually try this? You call me, all the way back in Detroit, ask how my day was. And what do I say? It was fine, slept with someone else. The usual. That’s okay, right? Then what? You just sit here in your beautiful hotel room and accept it?"

V: “We can work it out.”

Y: “No we can't.”

YUURI PLEASE WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO END SOMETHING THAT'S NOT YET EVEN STARTING HAVE MERCY ON VICTOR HIS HAIR IS THINNING FROM THIS ANGST HE'S--.

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We interrupt this reaction post to give you a short break from this angsty conversation. Here have some doggo.

OKAY SO BACK TO THE PROGRAM

oH NO VIC'S CRYING NOW TOO

Y: “If another client behaved like you I would have already blocked them and denied appointments.”

V: “Then why don't you?!”

* * * THE MOMENT OF TRUTH * * *

Now Yuuri's just questioning now why he was the one Victor chose among all the world. And now the heat of the argument was settling down-- finally Victor confesses that he truly likes Yuuri. He asks Yuuri if he feels the same-- and slowly, very slowly, Yuuri looked Victor in the eye, and nodded.

Me too, Yuuri. ME TOO.

OKAY SO THE POST HAS GOTTEN SO LONG AND I'M BREAKING THIS REACTION TO TWO PARTS. This reaction's just halfway through the update but I'll write the next one soon. Thank you for making it this far!

[player-slayer]

Coffee Runs: Death House {all notes}

First and foremost, before any talk of the spare alterations + additions I made to Curse of Strahd’s intro adventure, it needs to be said that the wisdom gleaned from slyflourish, DragnaCarta1, MandyMod, and starwalkerstudios was invaluable! If you’re thinking of running the adventure, give their guides + recommendations a look! Especially if, like me, you decide to take this TPK Factory for a spin on your first time!

Part I — Entering the Svalich Woods I started my players out as 2nd-level passengers on a merchant caravan, describing some weeks of banal travel and dreary weather before giving them a bit of breathing room to introduce their characters and do a bit of rp. They went to sleep, safe in their bedrolls beside a warm fire, and awoke surrounded by dense fog, their belongings strewn haphazardly about the clearing. A few investigation checks, some constitution saving throws (which they all made, the bastards), and a bird collapsing from the sky in exhaustion later, and they figured pretty quickly that: A. They had been moved in the night somehow and B. This fog sucks. and so were quickly on their way. None of my players pitched that they wanted to keep watch, though if they had my intention was just to let them watch the fog roll in over them and describe a sense of nausea and dizziness wash over them that they couldn’t place (as they were plane-shifted). I may have also given them the chance to spot a wolf staring them down as the fog creeped in out of the treeline. I had a lot of new/inexperienced players, so I didn’t want to take their weapons + belongings at this point, though one of my players did decide at character creation that his halfling paladin had a pony mount name Courage. Courage I had no problem taking from him. This is a horror game motherfucker, you think I’m just going to let you keep your adorable pony named Courage?

Part II — The Death House Most of the house I ran as written.

My alterations to how I ran Rose + Thorn can be found here.

I removed the broom of animated attack (though my group skipped that room regardless) and combined a few rooms for the sake of streamlining the possible avenues of exploration + limiting dead-ends.

As with others, I made the nursemaid a roleplaying encounter rather than combat, describing her as beautiful if plainly-dressed, with a tired, solemn expression. When the players first entered the room, I described her as standing with her back to them, seeming to be a normal, solid figure at first, though as their light source fell over her described a translucent quality and eerie blue-white haze to her form. I named her Ludmila and gave her mixed human and elven features, and played her as being very affectionate toward Rose + Thorn. 

I also added two possible entrances to the attic: I moved the secret stairs behind the mirror into the master bedroom and changed the path up in the nursemaid’s suite to a simple attic hatch, since that made more sense to me in terms of how Gustav + Elisabeth would have organized their home. Why would the hired help get the cool fancy secret passageway?

The biggest changes I made to house was the secret room in the library, detailed here.

Part III — Death House Dungeon As with the upper floors, I removed/combined a few rooms and alcoves for purposes of simplifying, plausibility, and/or aesthetic preference, but not many.

I scaled back the encounters a bunch, some to more success than others:

Ghouls :: I only threw two ghouls at my party, and even with one of the players beginning the encounter at 1hp they handily beat them. A combination of lucky dice rolls on their saving throws, judicious use of disengage and med kits by the rogue, and the paladin’s protection fighting-style in the small hallway went far for them. In hindsight, I think I was pulling my punches a little too much (not imposing penalties for all trying to fight crammed into the same little area—we had a map and minis up for reference at the request of one of the players but at this time I was not utilizing it for grid-based combat, which I think was a mistake), but we were short on time that night anyway and the fight was still fun and dramatic, so I’m not kicking myself too much about it.

Ghast :: I only included one ghast, the remaining form of Elisabeth Durst. My players missed her, but had they entered the room, I intended to describe her appropriately horrifying in look and scent, largely avoiding feminine adjectives or immediate give-aways as to who this used to be, but to draw attention to the fact that the creature was standing over an end-table, staring down blankly at the surface before being alerted to their presence. After the fight, if they inspected the table, they would have seen the key to rose and thorn’s room, the implication being that even in her undead, purifying state, some base instinct or remnant of Elisabeth still remembered her children and still wanted them to be okay, even if she was unable to act on or form coherent thought around that base feeling.

Shadows :: Again not wanting to overwhelm new/rusty players, I went with three shadows for the encounter in the Darklord Shrine, since they had just finished a long rest and were feeling nice and flush with hit points and spell slots again. If they had wandered in after the ghoul fight, I likely would have scaled the encounter back to only two shadows. This was another encounter they avoided though!

Part IV — One Must Die I love this beat in the adventure! Its so tense!

I tried to describe everything as eerie and upsetting as possible in the hopes that the party would nervously stick together for safety and all end up on altar at the same time. Unfortunately our cleric was YOLO af and ran up onto it ahead of the party, and as soon as the chanting began she noped tf off of there and triggered the fight, so the party never had the chance to consider what they should do. So it goes!

That said, the fight itself was really cool. I ran a reskin of MandyMod’s flesh mound, which I called the Shambling Cradle, and took a good minute to describe the bits of sinewy tissue and lurching amalgam of animal and humanoid remains writhing up out of the irony water for maximum atmosphere.

It was an overall very dramatic and cool fight. A combination of unlucky dice rolls and forgetfulness of the Lay On Hands feature led our paladin to be killed, but it actually resulted in one of the most surprisingly poignant beats of the story. He was a fledgling paladin of the goddess of sacrifice and bravery, and after struggling against his own fearfulness of the things he’d seen in this house, overcame that fear and did the most damage of anyone in the party to the creature before being killed in the same fashion as his matron.

I had named our game Death With Dignity on sort of a whim to avoid cluing the players in right off the bat that the house was evil, but after the game our cleric’s player pointed out that he had earned our game that title.

Part V — Escape After the shambling cradle was destroyed, I narrated a brief moment of reprieve as the party caught their breath, taking a moment to highlight the paladin’s bravery and sacrifice, and reminding the party of the iconography of his matron, and how his form seemed to mirror it.

Then I told them the house and dungeon were caving in on them.

When this moment came, I kept everyone in initiative, having them all make dex saves at the top of each round to avoid bits of rock and wood hitting them as the structures crumbled all around them. I had a set number of rounds before everything collapsed, but the party managed to make it out in good time by exiting from the upstairs window via grappling hook. 

It was pretty dramatic and I think the players felt the exact amount of anxiety I was hoping for as they scrambled through the house, hauling the paladin’s lifeless body (and then the rogue’s unconscious one) with them, but I think if I ever run the adventure again I’ll opt to treat it as a 4e skill challenge instead.

As soon as they were out on the grass I described them turning to watch as the house caved in on itself, creaking and snapping before collapsing into its own pit. Then the sounds of birdsong, and the clearing of fog from the grasses and forests, but still very much in this strange new world.

And that was my run of Death House!

Overall I really loved this adventure as a one-shot, even if it might be a little meatgrinder-y as an intro adventure to a full campaign for my tastes. There was enough opportunity for roleplay for my rp-inclined players, a decent mystery for them to chew on, and lots of fun undead to squick everyone out with and make stupid gross noises for.

I think that this is a great adventure for new DMs looking to cut their teeth on something kind of intense and messed up, especially because I feel it taught me a lot about pacing and the action economy of 5e!

I look forward to hopefully running this adventure many more halloweens into the future!

[swearronchanel]

My never ending commentary, 6.05 edition 🙃

I’m back in action people 

Valerie walking with her mother like it’s the first day of school lol

still not sure about her though

babs finally getting a new dress yes!

Oh no what’s wrong with the lady

UMM GIRL, WHAT U THOUGHT THIS WAS?? asking for her own room Lmaoo vete ya, get out of here

“I snore” lmao ugh idk if I like her

She’s gonna move Trixie’s shit, uh oh

I still don’t GET WHY IS SHE TAKING PATSY’s BED? Patsy is gonna be tight when she comes back like wtf

OMG ANGELA IS SO PRECIOUS

WHEN WILL SHE SPEAK THOUGH??

BUT AH SHELAGH MY BBY! & the cute nightgown from South Africa! 💕😉😏 we should be grateful for it

Aw Reggie, wait omg his mother is gonna die 😭

Phyllis loves that Valerie is punctual, are we surprised?

“Our own mother to be” finally some acknowledgment that Shelagh’s pregnant

YIKES those teeth.

Lol Dr Turner can diagnose almost everything

I still want Trixie’s pjs!

turn up with all the food

Trixie teasing I love it, but I also lowkey wish she meant it. I’m indifferent towards Valerie for now tho so I’ll chill

Helen is so flawless I cry

But they are all literally me I don’t care if the cookies are broken pass them over here 🙋🏼

Reggie is precious aw

If reggie’s mother dies right now I’ll cry

Tom is actually preaching in church haha, I feel like he never does that

I’ve heard this hymn woah lol

NO NOT IN CHURCH,  YOU REALLY GONNA BE LIKE THAT @ GOD?

now they have to tell Reggie omg I can’t

“.. when my mum comes back from seeing God” My freaking heart omg

my chest just hurts, everything hurts. This is so sad

Violet is so 60s wearing blue eyeshadow though haha

Sister MJ delivered Valerie with sister E 😭omg rip😭😭

Reggie has the plant in his bed my heart again ah it hurts

Sister Winifred is HYPE af that Dr Turner asked her aww

I used to think she was annoying but now I think she’s hilarious and deserves more screen time. Also she has some of the best cringey faces don’t @ me

SHELAGH SINGING AW AND HER BUMP IS SO BIG OMG SO CUTE. SHE LOOKS SO GOOD AND SAYS SHE FEELS SO HEALTHY AND ENERGETIC AND IM SO HAPPY

THEY NEED TO MOVE! BUT WHERE?

YES SHE CAN COME BACK YO WORK

aw Fred and Violet and Reggie

PREGNANT SHELAGH IN HER UNIFORM I LOVE IT😭why does this fictional pregnancy make me so happy? It’s actually horrible af I’m more excited for this fictional character to give birth than for my cousin - she’s the first grandkid to have a baby and I’m like “oh cool” 😂

I’m also so glad when shelagh interacts with other main/recurring characters

When am I getting a cute scene with Shelagh and the nurses?

Oh no Reggie got locked out, but that was such an honest mistake, like you know how many times I’ve been locked out my apartment in nyc?? too many

What is this toothbrush song though? Lol it’s gonna get stuck in my head

Sister Winifred is in her element haha, even Trixie scolding her and she doesn’t even care she’s enjoying herself

Tell ’ em trix

Alright .. this dentist is hella attractive😍 not gonna lie

Doesn’t mean I’ll like him though lmaoo

Fuck yea Trixie, you gotta get your work done

“No one likes dentists” I love u Beatrix

 There’s been a few “that’s what she said” opportunities but i don’t think it’s appropriate to mention😂 whoops sorry for the dirty mind

Those boys need punched in the face

I’ll knock them tf out. It really makes me upset

Reggie looking for his mum, so heartbreaking  

I don’t mind the dentist but I get that nervous about the doctors so I feel, I’ve legit had such a bad fear of hospitals/doctors offices ever since I was young

“Your lady wife” lol I love sister MJ

shit all her teeth gotta go, how do your teeth even get like that geez?

SHELAGH LOOKING ANGELIC 😍

& the mystery is solved! She was looking at a billboard for new houses 😭

Sister MJ and Reggie is sweet

“I’m happy, but now my mums angry” Aw Reggie with Violet 😭💔

SISTER WINIFRED WATCHING PHYLLIS HARD 😂 when is she gonna ask to learn ?

Ugh there’s been little of Phyllis this episode I’m a little sad but she’s still a gem in the little time she’s on screen

Aw Dito Reggie at the funeral 💔 dios te cuide

“No harm in looking” shit there is going to be

fuck I’m not ready

Yes Dockerill isn’t Trixie a dream?

Shelagh is legit just looking in the paper & I’m still praising her😭 her dress is also pretty!

I just really love Laura Main sorry not sorry she’s a gift to us all

those teeth are disgusting

do you think they’re plastic? They look real af

LMAO THE ANESTHESIA HAS HER LOOPY AF. I’d say something else but I don’t wanna be judged 😂

“I find two opinions are better than one, particularly if one is mine” I LOVE U SISTER MJ

shit it’s going to get real omg

no don’t send Reggie here 😭 if they do I swear Ima flip

No one invited u Dockerill, but alright we shall see

SISTER MARY CYNTHIA OMG 💔💔

MY HEART IS BROKEN, I AM CRYING

SISTER MJ IS RIGHT 😪😪😪

Trixie is a gem. Helen George is also a gift to us all

Her baby is so adorable 😭

NO ELECTROSHOCK NO

this has me so fucked up, I remember this shit in mad men. The world seems like shit these days but you can’t deny we have made some improvements

holy shit this is too much but bryonny hannah deserves an award for her portrayal of mental illness

Yes Fred don’t send him 😭

Fred and Reggie in matching overalls>

wait what is Shelagh cutting out?

SISTER JULIENNE BRING SISTER MARY CYNTHIA HOME 😭😭

SISTER W BOUTTA BE RIDING DIRTY #LETSGETIT1962

Still not over Shelagh’s tummy in her nursing uniform 💕but I guess that’s the place written in the paper that she cut

Dinner for 2 👀

”My name is Beatrix, but people call me Trixie“ MY HEART, SHE SAID THAT AT AA, MY BBY HAS COME SO FAR

She still doesn’t need a man, but This could be good. I’m giving it a chance. Plus Christopher’s handsome and seems to know Trixie doesn’t play games or take any shit

PHYLLIS TEACHING SISTER WINIFRIED IS THE GREATEST THING IM HERE FOR IT

aren’t we glad the wicked bitch of the east end aka sister Ursula left bc she wouldn’t have “allowed” this

“AUNTIE VI” 💔 I’m crying

SHELAGH AND PATRICK FOUND A HOUSE OMG😭💕 also she looks so beautiful!! I’m so happy

THIS IS WHAT I LOVE. THE TURNERS HAPPY AND UNBOTHERED 😭💖 Protect them at all costs. Protect all my bbys at all costs.

But also where tf is this house? How far from everything? & rip to the og flat

“And so we let go of the hands, but not their hearts. Of the need to be needed but not the need to love” Vanessa always knows what to say

Aw the Turners again💕

Trixie slaying my life in that gold dress I’m shook 😍

For real I say it all the time but if I could be half as beautiful as Helen I’d die

Lol “if it’s French they’ll serve snails” I had escargot when I went to the French** Riviera (haha almost spelled Rivera which is my abulea’s last name) it Wasn’t that bad though! 😂 I felt classy tbh

Trixie and Babs getting ready for their dates together, I love it!! 💕

That car though! Alright Christopher I see u

Violet growing the plants omg she got so attached but like me too 😭

This was such a great episode but the feels 😭😭😭💖💔💔 brb I’m crying

Preview for next week

BRING SISTER MARY CYNTHIA HOME 2k17 / 1962 !! 💔

FGM is gonna be real shit

Trixie serving more looks!! She better not be doubting herself. bby u deserve the world

CUBAN MISSLE CRISIS! I’m a history geek & Im American so I’m here for it! Especially since I’m an education major

“We’re all going to hell in a handcart” STILL RELATABLE IN 2017 BABS

Trixie’s face is like “okay Barbara shut tf up ”!😂

Oh shit why pull the ambulance over??

UGH NOW THE LONG WEEK WAIT

[invisibleimpossibilities]

Classes, Skills, and Abilities

Robin is canonically capable of wielding any equipment while being any class in the game, save for dancer.

And she has spent different amounts of time attempting all of them. 

She felt she could not truly understand each class’ strength and weaknesses, or how those soldiers might act and react on the battlefield, without donning the weapons and armor herself and literally spending some time in their shoes.

Including dancer. --- Robin can dance, and does so a little in her magic rituals already. Like with cooking, she is at least adept in following instructions to completion; she can learn the steps of a dance with levels of ability from “eh...” to “sweet Naga is that really Robin” depending on style. --- However, she has to be instructed; she cannot choreograph. This inability to envision, create, and polish up a performance independently is why she cannot officially take on the job class.  --- Her dancing also doesn’t have any statistical effect on people. It’s purely a leisure pursuit, which means... she’s not willing to make time for it often, because more important things need to be done. - (Though maybe it would after awhile if she really applied herself...)

She does not have Shadowgift. --- She is capable of casting curses, yes, but she has to be dedicated to the lifestyle of a dark mage class in order to do so. --- She doesn’t like it. [Or maybe she likes it too much]. Its power trip incites her fear of losing control of herself. Regardless, she far prefers and finds it easier using arcane magics. --- (She had a lot more experience with elements, runes, and circles as an introduction to magic. She was stolen away from home before Validar was able to advance her to much dark magic training. [and perhaps overcompensating for this with his second protege is how Aversa does get Shadowgift...]) --- She believes there is rarely a case where a spell can’t reach the same overall objective as a hex (and with less nasty consequences), so for the times they are needed, she’d rather just rely on the dark mages the army eventually recruits.

Typically, it just takes a week or so of training as a class for her to get enough of an assessment, but the one thing that couldn’t happen so quickly was understanding the bond between a rider class and their mount. --- While she certainly couldn’t spend an inordinate amount of time getting to know an animal of each type, she did dedicate the process to one: a chestnut courser mare named Ripples. --- With her, she learned how to ride, and to care for an animal, and (especially since it aligned with the needed path for the skillset she wanted to develop) actually fought as a rider class for a long time. During the war with Plegia, if she was not at Chrom’s side, then she was likely riding next to Stahl.

With victory and experience under her belt after the first war ends, Robin settles in to peacetime to help rebuild. She completes any remaining bouts of training at Ylisstol, and then reclasses for good as a Master Tactician. --- (Ripples would return to the reserve stables, and later, upon Robin finding out that Sully is teaching Kjelle to ride, she would be recommended as a good learner horse who put up with all of her own dumbass mistakes at the start.)

Official Class Tree: Tactician > Cavalier > Paladin > Valkyrie > Grandmaster --- Notable skills earned beyond the tactician classes: Discipline (which helped keep all that training beyond sword and tome short) Defender (She only wanted Defender, and reclasses before learning Aegis) Dual Support+

Like dark magic, Robin cannot effectively use staves when not acting as the appropriate class. --- But, the extra time spent as a Valkyrie with healing proficiency teaches her non-magical first aid, and she does retain the ability to do little things here and there - an incantation to take the edge off a head or stomach ache, enchanting a bandage to prevent infection, modifying a fire rune to cauterize a wound with less pain and no harm to the surrounding tissue, etc. --- Also, if she’s attempting to console or encourage someone, her very presence will produce a subtle, anxiety-calming effect, even beyond just the sympathy of human connection; her touch in this state is very warm and works doubly so, and triple so if she starts singing to you. [Which basically turns it into an incantation].  - (She likes to think she’s just good at this; she will never realize there’s a magical component simply because she’s not looking for it.)

Everything starts overlapping and it’s not uncommon to see Robin combining weapon techniques. She’ll thrust an axe like a lance. She’ll swing a lance like a sword. She’ll chop a sword like an axe. She’ll make a gale of wind that knocks like a shield. Whatever... just... whatever tf gives her an advantage. Thank you, Levin swords and their ilk.