#baba asks

[backagainpodcast]

How did you come up with the names of the characters and do you have a map of rhysaia

hi!! Leander and Callia have been in my brain for as long as I can remember, so no luck as to where they came from.

Cassius Rex is a very deliberate name --- Cassius likely comes from "helmeted warrior," which would make him "warrior king," but I like the step further that you can take it, where "Cassius" means "hollow" (I'm guessing that this derives from helmets being hollow?) which gives you "hollow king," which, you know, given the gestures to everything feels appropriate. Did Cassian know about the "hollow" implications as he was choosing his name? Oh, almost certainly not! But I think he would have been quite a fan of "helmeted warrior-king" and all that implied, especially as he started training with Haast. Ilyaas can make the implications she wants to with "hollow" on her own time.

Io of Ilikna (of the Far Shore) is an old Iliknan word for a shout or a holler, like "hwæt!" from Beowulf. It's a really outdated call to attention to start off a song --- which if you ask Io, means that he was just destined to be The Poet (capitals necessary).

I don't know why I'm paying special attention to our terrible anti-prophecy boys, but they're on my mind. Uh --

Rhia had a different name as I was planning out the story -- my very original google doc is telling me Nadia, which didn't feel right at the time and thus got excised from the record.

Ilyaas Alexander is a combination of an Ember in the Ashes reference and one of my multitude of brothers. What ho, Alex, if you see this by some miracle.

And no map of Rhysea, sorry, dear one! It lives in my head in the vague way that would maybe break my brain to put boundaries to. It's on the bucket list of Rhysean Things To Do At Some Point!! I promise!

[baba-is-blog]

HOUSE IS LEAVES

BABA IS LOST

BABA IS DISTRESSED

[lomlompurim]

Life is awfully hard rn so I made some serotonin for myself, mom omega Binghe I love you so much

[jjoneechan]

NEW DRIDEO AND GRIDEO

I miss them so much FUSION IS SUCH A COOL CONCEPT

[lionpawsdiary]

Spikedawn, can you hunt? You might have to feed the little guy since he can’t.

[crazylittlestorm]

Ask #169

(Mod note- The expedition happened off-screen because it would take a very long time to actually draw the whole thing out, but I will draw flashbacks if asked)

[bruciemilf]

Having so many de aged! Jason feelings. I might just burst.

Dick and Tim theorize on how a small, happy little baby winded up in Jason's apartment. It's no secret their brother, a wall of bulk with a tender core, houses the homeless sometimes.

Maybe the baby is someone's? But if so, why was he alone? Jason isn't exactly famous for his unquestionable wisdom, but he's too caring to leave a defenceless infant by himself.

More importantly, why is this baby rolling on his tummy on a familiar brown jacket, evidently craving to be picked up?

"Can you take him? I'm not..." Tim's not good with kids; It's a running joke among them. Even If there's nothing comical about this.

Dick nods. His pride does swell when the baby giggles and coos.

"He has good taste."

" Okay, Narcissus. Let's take him home before your head pops,'' was Tim just a tiny bit jealous this little chubby cheeked thing was snuggling close to Dick, while downright glowering at him?

Maybe. A little. But babies were glorified chunks of meat, shaped just enough like a human to be considered cute. What did they know?

So they get home. It's a pleasant rarity, but they're all in one place.

All except Bruce, of course. Too busy bleeding on the streets to spend any time with them, Dick huffs,

Poor Damian is trying to jump and leap amongst them giants, struggling to take a peek at their young guest, " Grayson! I want the baby!"

" He's not a toy, Dami," they all share a silent look, clearly thinking the same thing. He got it from Bruce,

"What does it do?"

" He's a baby, Steph. He's not even aware he exists!"

" God I wish that were me,"

Duke looks at Babybird, as Dick affectionately took to calling him, with a strange, quizzical look, " He looks familiar. You said you found him at Jay's?"

" Yeah, but I'm taking him to a firestation. I just had to show B. You know he likes volunteering at daycares. Maybe he'll recognize him."

" Recognize who?"

Babybird was chewing on his own foot when the elevator doors slid open. Cass wasn't a wordsmith.

She read movements and actions as one listens to music.

Every member of her beloved family was a song of their own; Dick was motivational and calming.

Stephanie was packed with action, brimming with electrifying energy that just made you want to jump.

Tim was clean and precise with accents of pop. Duke was light and happy and silently confident. Damian was angry, and passionate and brave.

Bruce was powerful, sad, and perfectly tragic.

But when Babybird shrieked, yelled out in happiness and excitement and tried to wiggle out of Dick's arms with a sunshine beam and grabby hands?

Her father was a love song.

"Jay," The name sounds like Bruce is choking. His eyes are burning with tears, marching directly to Dick, " Jay? Jay!"

" Wh--"

"Dada!" Babybird, -- Jason? They only now noticed the white curl bouncing on top of his head, ( their inner detectives groan) " Dadadada, pap papi pap,"

They can't do anything, frozen in place, as Bruce spends the following two hours planting a garden of kisses on Jason's cheeks, full with laughter, while they read and color and build blocks.

"Uh, Bruce? I'm...I'm gonna call Zatanna."

" In a minute."

" DAD, --"

" In a minute."

It wasn't just a minute. It was an entire week.

As ridiculous as it was? They were starting to get jealous.

[edkerberos]

Hello dear friend! If you would like a request from me, poease can I get some wholesome Sniepr/Spy? I love the way your style has evolcved and I love the way you draw them :) ! Thanks! :)

hi!!!! :D !!!!!!!!! i want you to know that this touched me so much that it almost made me cry :'D !!!!!! it makes me so happy to hear that you like my art! thank you so much for your kind words! i am more than happy to do a request from you! i drew this little scenario i came up with into a sort of comic-esque format, though i am unsure if it still counts as wholesome... i tried my best anyway :') !!! i hope you like it! :-) (see the rest under KEEP READING!)

(p.s. i wrote this post and accidentally undo'd everything so i had to rewrite everything......... but i lost the alt text that i wrote :') !!!!!!! i spent half an hour on those!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i am so distraught and tired that i will write them in the future instead... sorry!!!!!)

[lavendermin]

🌙 here my bad G🙏 ily saltycatqueen

Anyqwyas... Heh... 𝑭𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒚 🌙 activated (not)

WHAT IF another parent gave the reader gifts nd flower but not in a romantic way in a "omg.. TYSM for taking care of my child here's some gifts" ykwim... Heheh

Jealous.. Sort of dilfYuan.. him thinking he has competition but noooo you silly😭🙏🙏

Anyways I love you president not in a romantic way but I'd kiss you to save your life ahahha your writing is so peak pls don't get run over by a train at 2:34 am later

Here to say I’ve beaten the ‘getting run over by a train at 2:34am’ allegations 😎

🌙 anon I do love my freaky jealous dilf jing yuan. It’s like I’ve talked about him nonstop somewhere.

It would be funny if you got like a few little gifts from one of the parents because it was teacher appreciation day or something. A mother that you’ve known for a few years now since she has three kids and you’ve had two of them as your students already.

Jing Yuan can’t help but notice the small care basket with all sorts of goodies and a new cute mug on your desk. Your eyes follow his when he goes to pick up Yanqing.

“Ah, one of the parents stopped by to give me this little thank you gift. It’s really very sweet of them,” you explain with a shy smile, a little nervous at his serious expression. A glare perhaps that he flashes briefly—almost imperceptibly at the gifts.

“Teacher, can I have one of the chocolates?” Yanqing asks, tiny hand poking around the basket as the adults talk.

“Yanqing, it’s not polite to take gifts from others.”

You wave him off, handing the child one of the chocolate bars. “Oh, that’s no problem. I think little Yanqing more than deserves a little treat. He’s earned the class five goodness stars just this week. Just thirty-five more and the class gets a pizza party before winter break.”

“Quite the amount of delicacies you’ve been given. Very generous of your benefactor,” Jing Yuan comments with a forced smile. It slips by you undetected, distracted by Yanqing cutely asking for your help unwrapping his treat.

“Yes, well, a student’s mother wanted to show her sincerest thanks since I’ve taught two of her sons in the last few years.” You glance over at the basket fondly. “Can you believe that? Two generations of hers taught by me.”

And at your explanation, Jing Yuan visibly relaxes. How silly of him to think anyone could compete with him. Jing Yuan? Jealous? Preposterous.

It would not be a statement on his part to gift you something lavish and nicer. Not at all. Nonsense. Just a friendly gesture for his son’s very hot teacher that he may or may not be majorly infatuated with.

[shanastoryteller]

Hi Shana! Wow, *we* get gifts for *your* birthday? Lucky us! Could I have some more WWX and Jiang Yanli run away please? I hope you have a great birthday and plenty of cake!

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Sizhui and Jin Ling are offered separate rooms and he’s not sure exactly what Jin Ling’s face does because he’s too busy trying to keep his own perfectly neutral, but Baba cracks up laughing and leans into Uncle Wanyin’s side to say, “Just like us when we were younger, huh?”

Uncle Wanyin seems a lot less scarier than when he’d pulled his sword on them, but the scowl on his face isn’t exactly friendly. But he doesn’t push Baba away. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I was thrilled when we got our own rooms.”

“We snuck into the others room at night until Madame Yu found out,” he says to them. Uncle Wanyin elbows him, but not hard enough to cause Baba to wince.

This is a little bit more like the grumpy younger brother Mama and Baba had always talked about, although it’s not coming off as exactly natural. But it also doesn’t feel fake either. Sizhui tries to think about how he’d be feeling and acting if he thought Jin Ling was dead for thirteen years and then he popped up like nothing had happened and decides Uncle Wanyin is doing okay, actually.

Separate rooms sound nice, theoretically, but this place that their parents say is home is still new and unfamiliar and frankly he wants his annoying little brother where he can see him. Just in case.

“It’s alright if you want to share,” Mama says. Jin Zixuan’s arm is around her waist and he’s looking at her with the same faintly adoring expression he’s had since he first saw her. They’re sharing a room too, apparently.

Which is fine. That’s her husband. He’s Jin Ling’s father. It’s just a little odd to see someone putting their hands on Mama, is all.

He’d feel guiltier about this if Jin Ling didn’t keep side eyeing his father too.

[backagainpodcast]

Not exactly a question but just wanted you to know I've accidentally Pavlov-ed myself into associating BABA with relaxation time especially when I hear the intro music

This is so so sweet --- that is everything that I want BABA to be :) thank you for writing!!

If you'd ever like to listen to Nightingales by Pierce Murphy on non-BABA time, 1) highly recommend 2) here's a place to do it!!

[baba-is-blog]

BABA IS MIKU?

WORLD IS MINE

[timey-fandom-stuff]

> Blood Moon - a dark fantasy ISAT AU

aaaand here we go again, this time with my take on a vam-- I MEAN, my I-can't-believe-it's-not-another-vampire AU. what can I say, I'm a sucker for messy AU ideas. ba dum tss. ALRIGHT ALRIGHT, all jokes aside... I couldn't resist after seeing so many fun vampire Siffrin AU ideas floating around, but still wanted to try my hand at doing something a little different. don't be fooled, this has at least 2000% more world building packed into it than it has any business having.

hey, I didn't lie! they're not actually a vampire! technically!! don't worry, I came up with something worse. more below the cut.

> OVERVIEW

set in a world where fae encounters are simply a grim reality of life, Siffrin himself is a part of the darkness that humanity has been taught to fear-- even if he himself doesn't realize what that entails. how could he, when everything that he was has been erased from the world? the Court of the Empty Star is no more, scattered to the winds-- its history wiped clean, even from the fae themselves. weak and depleted without their source of magic, the 'Lost Ones' found new ways of filling the hollowness it left behind-- methods that would render them monsters more than any fae had ever been before.

somewhere along the coast, a human village took pity on a wayward child and took them in, raising them as their own. they believed him to be a harmless abandoned changeling, a creature of fae origin that had lost its ill-gotten mortal name yet been left behind as a part of their world. they only knew he was no such thing after livestock started going missing, nothing but scattered inedible remnants left behind by morning. this certainly was not the work of a changeling. so they called him something else; a 'Cursed One,' bearing the Curse of Hunger that had twisted its afflicted for generations... an insatiable beast who could live forever by devouring the lives of others.

how could they abide something so dangerous in their homes?

how long until this hungry little monster was eating more than just chickens and cattle, after all? it was only ever a matter of time.

how long until their own families began to look like easy food?

he heard every word spoken in the town hall that night, and knew that this place would never be the home he'd hoped it to be.

so the child ran, and ran, and they've never stopped running since.

it's been over a decade since then. deep in the heart of the nation of Vaugarde, a vast fount of otherworldly power flows its cursed power across the land, twisting the land of mortals into a paradise for beings of the Moonlit Realm. there, concealed by night with only the moon and the stars shining overhead, creatures of the darkness travel freely and humanity is condemned to wander as ageless beasts. rumors even claimed that the pure magic of this strange, macabre 'blessing' could cure the hunger of a Cursed One.

'Siffrin' was never the type to play hero. everyone knows that the favors of a monster never come for free, after all. the Saviors believe he is their secret weapon, a mysterious creature who seems as at ease in this expanse of unfathomable night as they are in the day.

but he knows the truth. their new 'friends' will pay the price for such a dreadful bargain-- even if they haven't yet realized the cost.

will they pay their toll in blood or in tears? in time, or the stars above?

or will the pull of two conflicting worlds snap him in two first?

[cheruv-ii]

Mornings

[aeolianblues]

*guy who only knows 5 artists voice* wow, these 5 artists sure are the best in the world

[crazylittlestorm]

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