#beaming this psychically into everyone’s minds

[talisthighs]

[spark-circuit]

i keep forgetting to share my Limbus code so @ mutuals pssspspspspspspss here :) it's mostly just their best units i have on me; Uptie 3s 30s/40s and Liu Association (though i let Zwei Gregor stay in place of Liu Gregor this time), with some EGO. it's not built for meta but it's built for Fun 👍��❤️‍🔥

[beast-feast]

I'm messing with a picrew and I just. Look at these kids. They were literally just kids what happened to them. And why. Who let it happen to them.

(Callie, Kole, Nicholas, and Cody, in that order.)

[ineffable-suffering]

The meaning of "I forgive you"

Alright, hello again, I involuntarily dipped for a bit because real life outside of this lovely Tumblr Good Omens bubble got a little bit stressful, but! I'm back for a quick little post to say that I'm currently reading the script book for Season 1 and seeing this line again, spelled out on paper, just shone some more light on the whole „I forgive you“-scene of Season 2 for me again.

Because really, this first time Az says it to Crowley in front of the bookshop tells us exactly what the second time during the Final Fifteen means.

Aziraphale is not forgiving Crowley for kissing him. Or for using this moment to confess and make things explicit between them.

No, Aziraphale is forgiving Crowley for not trusting and believing (in) him.

Let's shove the Final Fifteen to the side for a second and look at this scene from Season 1 under the cut.

The situation at hand: The World is ending, with utmost certainty. In addition, Crowley is absolutely f*cked and Hell is out to get him. He tries to apologise for their Bandstand fallout and explain the other two things to Az (poorly, but he tries). Because to Crowley, Armageddon is a done deal already. Wherever the actual Antichrist is, he's gonna come into his power and the World will be wiped out for Heaven and Hell to wage their war on. Also, Hastur is coming to kick his demon ass. Time to dip!

And yet, Aziraphale doesn't want to come with him. He is adamant that he will be able to reach the Almighty, talk to Her and turn this around. Because if Aziraphale, Guardian of the Eastern Gate, thinks there's even the slightest, tiniest morsel of a chance that he can turn things around the right way, he will do it. Even if it sounds ridiculous. Even if it's a lost cause to everyone else. Even if all the other angels gang up on him and (literally) beat him up.

Even if Crowley calls him stupid.

Aziraphale decides not to be offended by this.

Because this is what he does. This is what a Guardian does. He stays and protects to ward off the intrusion, until the very last second.

Now listen, I'm the last person to blame Crowley for intrinsically wanting to choose Flight over Fight in this very situation, because Lord knows (literally) what happened to him back when he chose Fight and lost.

But at the same time we have to keep in mind that despite his last name, Aziraphale never Fell. He never made the horrible experience of being chucked away by the one who made you to love Her because you chose to question her ways. And yes, in so many ways this choice of his, to still believe that he can change something by questioning and suggesting (both here and in S2), is utterly maddening and hurtful to Crowley. Because it's a mirror of what Crowley himself did and a reminder of just how big the price he had to pay was. Aziraphale seemingly not realizing or understanding this stings. It does.

And yet.

Yet Aziraphale's choice to not take no for an answer, to not let a punch to the gut derail him from his plan, to not let even the most definitive thing such as Armageddon keep him from fighting back, is the one thing that ends up saving the World.

Because even when it all seems impossible and completely hopeless and bloody Satan himself is erupting from the pits of Hell, ...

... Aziraphale picks up his sword and fights back.

And he wins.

Not without help, of course. But might I remind you of what got Crowley to cooperate and not simply surrender like he'd almost done that second?

You might not see it at first, but tucked in between all the posh hedonism, hidden away underneath that tightly buttoned waistcoat of his, Aziraphale is a fighter. And a good one at that. I mean, for Someone's sake, he got discorporated, beamed himself down back to Earth, found Crowley somehow, possessed a psychic prostitute (love you, Madame Tracy), rode a scooter all the way to Taddfield and fought off Lucifer with sheer willpower (and a bit of emotional coercion).

Aziraphale can fight. Smart and hard. And not only that: He can win, too. And he knows it. Because he believes, truly, firmly and wholly, that he can make things right. It's the only thing he will settle for. This, ladies and gents, this is how he ends up saving the World, together with Crowley, Adam and the rest.

Because he didn't accept no as an answer. He didn't look at the impossible and accept it as such. Even when Crowley thought him to be an idiot for trying and even after his initial attempt at talking to God had failed, Aziraphale still found a way to stop The Big Bad Thing from happening.

Which is exactly what his plan is when he ends up being forced to come back to Heaven by the Metatron. (If you still believe this was a voluntary choice, read here). And which is exactly why he is so hurt and still ends up forgiving Crowley for the fact that Crowley doesn't end up coming with him. Doesn't end up understanding, trusting and believing (in) him, just like all the way back at the end of the World in Season 1.

Aziraphale decides not to be offended by this.

[duckieflix]

♡ ୨`kusuo saiki`୧

☆ ⸝⸝  "i thought you coming here was a one time thing", she raised an eyebrow. "just make my coffee."

kusuo saiki x reader

warnings: swearing, toritsuka.

monthly allowance. something saiki had very little trouble obtaining but had almost too much trouble trying to spend. usually he would buy a cup or two of coffee jelly but unfortunately the store had sold out. they said they would receive their next shipment in a week, but he don't feel like waiting that long.

saiki searched online for cafes that sold affordable coffee jelly and stumbled across a store that looked appealing. joyous day cafe. it had just opened up a few weeks ago and had already become a hit, they sold cutesy deserts and of course, coffee. now, he doesn't usually approach populated areas such as this one, however their coffee jelly had amazing reviews and was even sold for an even better price.

the place was, surprisingly, not as busy as saiki initially thought. the exterior was made of brick, painted an off white colour. there was pink and white striped shades above the windows and the sign was small and hung on the wall. saiki debated on whether to enter not, it was still pretty early in the day which meant it could still get busy over time. he would have turned away then and there but as he turned on his heel a familiar face peered down at him.

"oh hey buddy!", nendo grinned down at the pink haired boy who internally grimaced at his presence. he should’ve just waited for the next shipment to get to the stores. “you goin’ in? let’s go together!”

saiki was about to shake his head but was stopped by another voice that added to his demise, “saiki? you’re here?” teruhashi. great.

all he wanted to do was taste this coffee jelly and go home. but of course, fate had different plans. soon he was joined by kaido, hairo, yumehara and toritsuka. this coffee jelly better be worth it.

once they finally entered the cafe, they sat at a large booth that had soft pink seats. saiki was stationed between nendo and hairo, he was thankful the seats were large enough for at least a small amount of space to be between each person.

a waitress walked up to them, a small smile on her face. she adorned a white button up shirt, black mini skirt with a frilly apron over it and black mary janes with frilly socks. her h/c hair was in a messy low bun and she held a pen and notepad in her hands. everyone immediately recognised her, it was y/n l/n from their class.

“oh! hey guys, fancy seeing you here!”, she smiled her eyes scanned the table and beamed at the familiar faces.

now surprisingly, saiki didn’t mind y/n’s existence as much as the others. only because y/n didn’t put in too much effort into being around him. she was very casual and didn’t smother him with unwanted attention like everyone else, for that he was thankful. their interactions were short, nothing more than a quick hello or a quick conversation about whatever was going on in class but it only lasted a few words.

“what can i get you guys?” y/n clicked her pen.

everyone began ordering, they all ordered the most popular or random dishes. bear shaped tarts, paw print waffles, galaxy tea? it was all so bizarre.

of course, saiki ordered his simple serving of coffee jelly. however, another item on the menu caught his eye. it was called the psychic special. obviously it was just a fun name but he couldn’t help but feel intrigued by the name. the small description stated it was a latte that had a random choice of latte art, if you guessed what the latte art was, you’d get your order half off.

y/n simply nodded and said she’d be back with their orders. toritska’s eyes wandered a little too far down for saiki’s liking, his gaze grazing against the back of y/n’s thighs. "who knew l/n was such a hottie? with legs like that she should be model!". these thoughts irritated saiki so, with enough force to inflict pain, yet not too much as to cause a scene, saiki kicked the purple headed male’s shin. when he yelped in pain, saiki smirked.

"perv"

the group began to babble about the cafe’s interior and admired the many cutesy decorations splattered everywhere. meanwhile, saiki had taken notice of a glass case that had a variety of hot steaming treats aligned neatly next to each other. it was right next to the register and also next to the machine that made the coffee, which happened to be where y/n was.

“hey saiki,” she smiled, “i saved you a small booth over by the corner, thought you’d want some peace and quiet away from that bunch” she pointed over to the group of teens that had suddenly started an arm wrestling match. currently, nendo was on a winning streak.

“you’re an angel in disguise, l/n” saiki nodded at her with his usual stoic expression.

“just doing my job!” y/n gave him a thumbs up before her expression turned quizzical, “what’s up with you coming here? not that i mind, just doesn’t seem like a saiki kinda place”

saiki continued to look at the treats through the shiny glass, “me being here is a one time thing, don’t get used to seeing my face.”

y/n just wordlessly nodded with a smile as he hobbled over to the booth that she saved. it was in a plant covered corner, there was a bookshelf to the left and a window to the right. it only had two chairs, one was occupied by saiki and the other was vacant. in between was a brown circle table. perfect.

a few minutes passed before y/n approached saiki with his order on a circular tray. a glass with a small white ribbon looped around the stem sat neatly in front saiki, the brown gelatin dish smiled up at him, a swirl of whipped cream sat atop the dessert. y/n placed a mug with a small umbrella like cover over the top that saiki assumed contained his 'psychic special'.

"now as you probably guessed, if you guess the latte art, you get your entire order for half of the original price" she slid the tray underneath her arm as she awaited saiki's response.

now obviously this was just a fun game that some people would play, a game of chance. except, this little game was nothing to saiki, being psychic and all, this was just way too easy.

"its a heart" he bluntly stated.

y/n lifted the cover to reveal indeed, it was a heart. she smiled at him warmly, "you're one of the first customers to get that right, good job saiki" she left his table after explaining she would be back with his bill. at this point, the cafe might as well be a restaurant.

when she left, saiki couldn't help but look at her longingly as she walked away. she was definitely one of the more tolerable ones, he couldn't believe he actually enjoyed her presence.

scooping up a chunk of the coffee jelly, he plopped the serving into his mouth and nearly melted at the taste. it was just the right amount of sweet and bitter, the cream made the jelly smoother than regular jelly. it was like heaven!

"holy shit"

after saiki had paid for his order, he waved goodbye to y/n.

"see you at school saiki! thanks for stopping by!" she saved at him, it was a miracle she didn't see the obvious flush of his cheeks. then again, saiki probably cooled himself down before anything could make an appearance.

"buddy! where were you?! we were so worried!" oh.

saiki had been so caught up in enjoying his meal that he forgot about the problems that awaited him. they seemed to have been standing outside waiting for his arrival, how dedicated. they all expressed their worry for his sudden disappearance which made his once amazing mood slightly falter.

they all started down the bricked path, saiki taking one final glance at the cafe. he looked at the building longingly, a strange warm feeling pooling inside of him. he had never felt something like this before, best to not do anything about it.

the bell that hung on the door frame rung throughout the mostly empty cafe, alerting the h/c haired girl behind the counter.

“welcome to joyous day, how may i-“ she stopped herself “saiki?”

our pink protagonist smiled fondly at y/n, something that was never seen. he adorned a pale blue polo shirt and black jeans. something casual yet classy for his visit.

“i’ll get what i ordered last time please” saiki pointed at his usual order on the small menu board, earning a skeptical look from the girl opposite him. she simply nodded.

she started to prepare the hot drink, although her eyes never left the psychic. her cheeks glowed at him, her heart rate picking up slightly. she never took him for the kind of person to become a regular at this establishment, she took him for a simplistic guy. not that she was complaining, if he was here a lot more she’d actually look forward to coming to work. unbeknownst to her, kusuo was feeling something similar.

“i thought you coming here was a one time thing?” she raised a brow.

“just make my coffee”

[aventurineswife]

Only for the psychic damage... Jiaoqiu, Fu xuan and Ruan mei X that your forger levels cook! reader... please. btw I love your writing

A Recipe for Chaos

Tags: Jiaoqiu x Reader, Fu Xuan x Reader, Ruan Mei x Reader, Fluff, Comedy, Domestic Shenanigans, Cooking Disaster, Found Family Dynamics, Mentorship, Slow Burn.

Warnings: Mild Language (Fu Xuan's sharp comments), Food Descriptions, Mentions of Poisoning (in a humorous context), Slightly Chaotic Kitchens, Embarrassment.

A/N: HII!! THANK YOU FOR LOVING MY WORKS!! 🤭💕

Jiaoqiu adjusted the feather fan in his hand, his sightless gaze tilted slightly toward the clatter of pots and pans in the corner of the kitchen. Though he couldn’t see, the cacophony of sounds and the occasional, rather alarming hissing noises painted a vivid picture in his mind.

“Are you…boiling something that shouldn’t be boiled?” he asked carefully, his voice soft but tinged with skepticism.

You huffed from across the counter. “It’s an experimental dish! I think you’ll like it. It has, um, protein, carbs, and a healthy dose of…creativity.”

Jiaoqiu suppressed a chuckle, his sharp fox ears twitching at the sound of liquid bubbling ominously. “Creativity, yes. Poison, no, I hope?”

“It’s fine! You’re such a worrywart.”

The smell hit him first — a mixture of something charred, something sour, and something unmistakably wrong. Jiaoqiu stiffened, his fingers brushing against the edge of the table for reassurance. “This is precisely why I offered to help you.”

“No offense, Jiaoqiu, but you’re blind. Cooking might not be your forte.”

He let out a sigh, his golden irises remaining hidden beneath closed eyelids. “And yet, even without sight, I suspect I’d be a safer pair of hands than yours.”

You waved a spatula in his direction, not that he could see it. “You don’t trust me? Just you wait. One bite, and you’ll be begging for seconds.”

Moments later, you placed a bowl of steaming…something in front of him. Jiaoqiu hesitated, his elegant fingers brushing the bowl's edges. “Should I pray first?”

“Rude!”

With a soft laugh, Jiaoqiu brought a spoonful of the concoction to his lips. The moment it touched his tongue, he froze. His expression shifted subtly — a twitch of the mouth, a furrow of the brow — before he coughed politely and placed the spoon down.

“Ah,” he said with a practiced healer’s diplomacy. “It’s…unique.”

“See? You love it!” you beamed, completely missing his strained tone.

Jiaoqiu cleared his throat. “Perhaps next time, we could try cooking together. I’ll guide you, and you can…be supervised.”

“Are you saying I’m bad at this?”

“Not bad,” Jiaoqiu replied with a small smile. “Just catastrophically ambitious.”

Fu Xuan stood in the doorway, arms crossed and gaze sharp as she surveyed the battlefield that used to be her kitchen. Spills of mysterious sauces streaked across the counters, vegetables lay discarded in odd corners, and the unmistakable scent of burnt…something hung heavily in the air.

“You’re lucky I’m benevolent,” Fu Xuan announced, tapping her foot. “Otherwise, you’d be arrested for crimes against food.”

You turned from the stove, sweat beading your forehead. “Hey! I’m trying my best here. Cooking is hard!”

“No, it’s not. You’re just terrible at it,” she retorted, stepping closer. Her usually pristine demeanor faltered as her gaze landed on the pot you were stirring. “What is that?”

“A stew.”

Fu Xuan peered over your shoulder. “It looks like a potion from the Alchemy Commission gone wrong.”

You rolled your eyes and muttered, “Everyone’s a critic.”

When Fu Xuan noticed you adding an entire handful of salt without measuring, she snapped. “Enough! Step aside before you poison someone — most likely yourself.”

“But I wanted to surprise you!”

She pinched the bridge of her nose. “The only surprise here is that the kitchen hasn’t exploded yet.”

With a flourish, Fu Xuan grabbed an apron and tied it over her dress(?). “Watch and learn, rookie.”

You tried not to feel offended as Fu Xuan effortlessly salvaged your disastrous stew, adding precise dashes of seasoning and adjusting the heat with expert hands. Within minutes, the smell of something actually edible filled the air.

She handed you a spoonful, smirking. “There. That’s how it’s done.”

You tasted it, your eyes widening. “Whoa. You’re amazing.”

“Of course I am,” Fu Xuan said smugly. “Now, never touch my kitchen again.”

Ruan Mei was known for her patience and nurturing demeanor, but even she was beginning to question her life choices as she watched you attempt to bake a cake. Flour dusted your hair, frosting was smeared on your cheek, and the batter in the bowl had somehow turned an alarming shade of green.

“I don’t remember asking for a radioactive cake,” Ruan Mei teased gently, resting her chin in her hand.

“It’s matcha!” you defended.

“I see,” she said, though her doubtful tone suggested otherwise.

You poured the batter into a pan, and as you slid it into the oven, a strange sizzling noise emerged. Ruan Mei blinked. “Is it supposed to sound like that?”

You hesitated. “…Yes?”

She sighed, standing up and dusting off her hands. “Alright, let me help you. Cooking is about love and precision, not whatever chaotic energy you’re bringing to the table.”

“But I wanted to make it special for you!”

Ruan Mei’s expression softened, and she placed a hand on your flour-covered shoulder. “That’s sweet, but it’s okay to ask for help. We’ll make it together, okay?”

With Ruan Mei’s guidance, the two of you managed to create a passable — if slightly lopsided — cake. When it was finally done, she handed you a slice and smiled.

“See? Teamwork makes the dream work.”

You took a bite and grinned. “Not bad! Maybe I’m not so hopeless after all.”

Ruan Mei chuckled. “Let’s not get ahead of ourselves. But with a little practice, you might just become my sous chef someday.”

“Dream big, right?”

Ruan Mei laughed, her voice warm and musical. “Yes. But maybe stick to small goals for now.”

[day-drawn-blog]

Part VII: I went away cause I missed you or maybe You are not mine and am I truly yours? - The Power

Pairing: Astarion x Reader -- This is set in Act I

Tags: angst, fluff, sadness, angst, fluff, then maybe eventually smut because I do love that

Part I. Crowned light moon of mine - I found you too soon

Part II : Lace your heart with mine Let your sleeping soul take flight

Part III : maybe tonight I'll rest in peace

Part IV : There is more to do and I still want to live

Part V : our futures bound, our bodies known

Part VI: These ain't my sins. I broke my chains.

Part VIII: Your blood like wine, invites me in.

Part IX: I'll welcome my sentence and give you my penance

Part X : I can't go yet...don't let me die

You all stayed at camp as two of your party members recovered their physical and psychic damage. Not much happened. The second night, Astarion was able to step out, and sit next to the campfire with everyone. Everyone had spent time on their own way - resting. Wyll seemed to have refined a dance. He wanted to share with everyone, and asked for a partner, just as you walked in with a bunch of firewood. Everyone looked at you and Wyll found his volunteer. You indulged him.

It turned out more fun than you had thought.

You enjoyed dancing in a previous life. A life which you cannot remember much of, anymore. Everyone was being merry. Astarion seemed to be recovering because he made some snarky comment at Wyll's dancing skills. Said he always dreamt of marrying a handsome prince charming like Wyll as a kid - making everyone burst out in laughter. Wyll offered to dance with him in return and Astarion turned him down saying he was afraid of being stepped on. After which a funny banter followed.

All was not as bad as it could be. 

"You seem to be all better, Astarion. Good to see, soldier. It's all thanks to Halsin's medicine that our dear captain so diligently put on you all night" Karlach beamed, gesturing to you. You felt like a deer in the spotlight. "Ah no no no, I hardly -- " "Of course you did, you followed my instructions perfectly" chimed in Halsin, unhelpfully. 

You looked down to the ground blushing. You didn't want to look at Astarion. At this point you may as well hold a sign saying you love him, you thought. "Thank you. Captain." Astarion returned, in a solemn and deep voice. "I owe you my life". "Again." You were sure he said that last word, or did he. It was said very softly, almost to himself.

Everyone was able to march forwards again.

In the underdark the next day, Shadowheart and Karlach were chatting. You wondered if Shadowheart and Astarion had found their way to each other again. You hoped they did. You did not want to come in between real love. "You know, I have a spent time in a crypt. But the underdark, still unsettles me". What? 

Astarion had caught up with you. 

He was trying to make conversation! You were surprised. "Are you still feeling unwell? Maybe you thought I was someone else?". You blurted out unwittingly. Half joking, but also, not. "Why would you say that? I was perfectly aware who I was walking upto to have an idle chatter with. If you are not interested... however" He feigned being hurt. "You never talk to me, Astarion. This feels very, not normal. Why now?". You were genuinely curious. 

"Do I not?" He seemed hurt. 

"We haven't spoken a word except last night in the past week". You reminded him, pettily. " I had, a few things to sort through, in my head." He said, a bit distant. "But I feel much better today. Both in body and in mind". "That is very good to hear. We were all worried that night. You were close to falling in the water". 

You two then talked a fair bit. 

About the incident, about his time as a magistrate in Baldurs gate. A few things about Cazador. You felt there was more to the Cazador story than he let on. But that would have to wait. You were in combat again. 

You started with your back to his back. 

You had never fought this way before. You felt safer. You cancelled someone trying to cast a spell on the party. Then at one point, while you were momentarily distracted, you saw two hands on either side of you, cast 'ignis' from behind you, as hot flames burst forth. It was so warm for a moment. Not just from the spell but his breathy voice right behind you as he took down your enemy for you. 

His face was so close to you. 

"Look out!" You were so distracted by his face, you didn't see the arrows coming. Astarion turned you around while shielding you with his back that took the arrows. His armor was enough to save him but that was dangerous. "What are you doing?!," You demanded, slightly frowning since that was reckless. "Saving your distracted self. You're welcome" he snarked back. 

And whose fault is that, again. You sighed.

Fighting side by side had it's charms. It gave him advantage on his sneak attacks while you took out any enemies in range. But at one point, towards the end of the battle, you were both near a ledge, when someone set off an explosive and you both fell off. Down into the abyss. You cast feather fall to save your lives and braced for impact. 

It didn't hurt as much but you both fell in a pool of rubble dirt and dust that clouded everything. Coughing, you couldn't see in the smoke cloud and dust. The area looked precarious. As if a false step or loud sound would make you go crashing further. Astarion was a few feet away. Coughing.

He crawled towards you. "Are you okay"? 

A wooden beam seemed to fall towards you as you looked up. Your mind went blank. You Eldritch blasted it and realized it splattered into a hundred splinters that were now raining down on you. In an instant, Astarion was on you. Fully armored. And he shielded you from the worst of them. You on your back, him on all fours, protecting you.

"What are you doing?" 

You were genuinely angry. Why does he keep putting himself in danger for you! Those splinters were not enough to hurt you badly, and you did not need saving from something so trivial. What has gotten into him today. Being the Hero. Didn't he find the idea repulsive? You couldn't understand this man. He definitely disapproved of a lot of your more benevolent choices in the past. And now look at who is being the Hero.

Hypocrite.

You expected him to say he was saving you, and you had your reply ready in your head. That you would have survived just fine. You just needed to remember the right spell. 

"I'm being ... grateful". 

Is what he said. What? You looked into his eyes. Once again, his face, was very close to yours. "You are a handful. You know that"? He quipped. You were offended. "Excuse me - I cast feath -- " His lips were on yours. He sucked and pulled on your lower lip before parting. 

"I -- wa --- " 

"Shut up" and he kissed you again. Several times. Quick, rash and hurried. His tongue found yours. You had no time to breathe. Your mind was going blank again. Why does this man do this to you every time. You put your arms around him without thinking when a voice rang out. "You guys ok down there? " Karlach's voice ran out from above. 

He tore away instantly.

"Yes! " He promptly got away and waved "we are here!!" "I saved her but now we need help getting out". "You didn't save ---" " Shut up or I will kiss you again". It wasn't the warning that shut you up. But the shock at what was happening... You just stared at him wide eyed. "If you don't believe me, why don't you test me" he smirked. He helped you up. The party had thrown a rope ladder down to you two. 

After you. He said.

You held the rope. No, after you. "I'm afraid, my love, that can't be helped" he stood behind you and tugged at the rope to check its strength, he was so close again. "I need to keep my eyes on you darling. " He smirked again as he leaned in and kissed you again. This one was longer and more tender. "For the journey back up, my dear. Who knows when I can tear you away again".

His hand was on your stomach. Tantalizingly close to your breasts. "I would like to savor you more ....later" He said in a very low voice, next to your ears, almost in a whisper. Your head tilted back, he planted one more kiss on your lips and let you go. You gripped the rope hard. Your heard pounding from the kisses he lavished on you. 

You tried to focus on the task at hand, and made your way up, slowly. Looking back down every now and again as he smiled up at you.

You resolved to end this turmoil soon.

Back up reunited, you decided to stay with the others the rest of the day. That didn't prevent him from catching your eye and flashing his smile at you every chance he got. You turned away, cheeks flushed and confused, every time.

Back at camp that night, you tore away from everyone, to sort your thoughts through before confronting him. You found a secluded pool, so you stripped to your inners and went in the cool water. You were still uncomfortable being completely naked in the wilderness. Made you feel, vulnerable. Besides - who knew if someone was lurking. These woods were filled with thieves, bandits...vampires.

"There you are, darling. "

Shocked, you turned to see him. "How did you -". He smirked. "Why, I can smell your sweet blood miles away. Did you forget, I'm a... vampire" he winked. You were infuriated - not a moment's peace with this man around. You should have washed your wounds faster. Years of being a predator has given him perfect stalking skills it seemed. Fine. Might as well get it done with. You braced yourself.

Astarion stripped down and got into the water.

Part VIII : Your blood like wine, invites me in.

[multi-fandoms-posts]

United in Battle

X Men Masterlist

X Men Masterlist 2

The sky above the devastated battlefield is dark and oppressive. Debris and dust hover in the air as the few remaining Avengers stare into the distance, where Thanos and his army are advancing. Earth's last stand is about to face the final battle – a battle that will decide the fate of the universe.

Tony Stark stands among his friends, watching the massive enemy forces approach. His thoughts race, but something else gnaws at him.

"What now?" Steve Rogers asks quietly, raising his shield. Everyone knows what's coming. They all feel the hopelessness.

"We fight," Tony says firmly, though his voice cracks. He stares into the distance, almost hopeless.

In that moment, however, they suddenly hear a faint hum, and before anyone can react, a portal opens—not one of Doctor Strange's swirling, glowing portals, but a cracked, bluish rift in reality. The Avengers instinctively aim their weapons at it, ready for the unexpected.

But through the portal steps a figure that makes Tony's blood run cold.

"Y/N?" he whispers as he recognizes the familiar face of his daughter. It's as if time stands still for a moment. The other Avengers—Steve, Natasha, and Thor—stare in shock at the young woman they had long thought lost.

Y/N smiles, then someone steps beside her, a man with a cool, focused gaze. It’s Charles Xavier, and behind him appear the X-Men: Storm, Scott, Jean, Erik, Hank, and Logan. Each of them is ready for the battle ahead.

Tony swallows hard, his eyes moving from Y/N to the X-Men. "What... how...?" he finally manages to say.

Y/N walks toward him. "There's no time for long explanations, Dad," she says. "I had to leave back then because I needed to learn who I really am. And..." she glances at the X-Men, "because I finally wanted to feel at home. I’m a mutant, and Charles and the X-Men showed me what that means."

Steve Rogers steps forward and nods respectfully to Charles. "We need all the help we can get."

Charles smiles calmly. "Then let's do this," he says. "Together."

Tony looks at Y/N, a mixture of pain and pride in his eyes. "So, you're a mutant now?" He tries to smile, but it comes out strained.

Y/N nods. "I can teleport," she explains. "I thought that might come in handy."

"Very handy," Logan grunts, casting a glance at Thanos' troops in the distance. "It's about time we taught that guy a lesson."

---

The battle begins, and the Avengers and X-Men coordinate surprisingly quickly. Scott, also known as Cyclops, and Tony fight side by side, blasts and repulsor beams flying through the air in perfect harmony. Jean Grey focuses on the minds of the enemies, distracting them while Natasha takes them out silently.

Y/N teleports rapidly from one enemy to the next, pulling them out of the X-Men's range and teleporting them directly into the attack of Thor and Storm, who together rain lightning down on their foes.

Charles stands in the center of the battlefield, telepathically coordinating the teams. "Steve, left! Jean, support Bruce!"

Steve hears the instructions in his head and immediately relays them. The coordination between the teams becomes more skillful, and the Avengers are amazed by the abilities of their new allies.

Throughout the battle, there are brief but intense exchanges between the teams. Tony and Y/N fight side by side, and Tony looks at her like he hasn't in years.

"I never thought you'd come back, Y/N," he murmurs. "I missed you."

Y/N looks at him firmly. "I missed you too, Dad," she says. "But I had to find myself. And now I'm here to help you."

Suddenly, a massive wave of Thanos' soldiers crashes over them. Erik raises his hand, causing the enemies' weapons to float into the air before hurling them back at them. Tony marvels at the precise control of the X-Men's powers.

Jean and Wanda stand side by side, creating an impenetrable psychic and energetic shield around the team, while Logan charges into the crowd and sends the enemies fleeing. The Avengers are impressed by the X-Men's strength and realize that they wouldn't have gotten far without their support.

---

After what felt like an eternity of battle, only Thanos and a few of his strongest followers remain standing. The Avengers and X-Men stand united and determined before him.

Thanos looks at Charles and sneers. “You think you can defeat me?” He raises his hand, unleashing a wave of energy toward the team.

But before the energy can hit them, Y/N teleports directly in front of him, absorbing Thanos’s control over the wave and redirecting it into nothingness. He looks at her, surprised.

“We are more than you could ever imagine,” Y/N says coolly. “You don’t stand a chance against us.”

Charles and Wanda combine their powers to weaken Thanos’s mind, while Tony and Erik coordinate their attacks to weaken him physically. Finally, Thor delivers the final blow with his axe, and Thanos falls, defeated once and for all.

---

After the battle, everyone sits together, exhausted and overwhelmed. The Avengers and X-Men have done the impossible – Thanos is defeated. Y/N stands next to Charles Xavier, her hand resting in his, as they both gaze at the horizon. A rare silence fills the air, a brief calm after all the chaos.

Tony watches his daughter and Charles from afar. He hesitates at first, then steps closer, his eyes on the two of them. “So, that wasn’t just teamwork,” he murmurs, gesturing toward them. “There’s something more, isn’t there?”

Y/N smiles slightly, glancing at Charles and then back at her father. “Yes, Dad,” she says quietly. “Charles and I… we’ve been together for some time now.”

Tony raises an eyebrow, but he doesn’t seem entirely surprised. He lets out a deep sigh and eventually nods. “You’ve chosen a good man,” he says, a hint of pride in his voice. “A powerful leader and… obviously a gentleman.”

Charles smiles softly, but there’s a warm sparkle in his eyes. “Y/N is an extraordinary woman,” he says gently, his voice calm. “I consider myself fortunate that we found each other in this way.”

Tony crosses his arms over his chest, his expression softening. “Well, as long as you’re both happy and she’s safe with you...” He smiles faintly and adds, “I’ve missed you, Y/N, and I’m glad you’re here now – no matter the circumstances.”

Y/N steps closer to her father, wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug. “I’m back, Dad,” she whispers. “And I’m not leaving again.”

Tony returns the embrace, and as they pull apart, he places his hand on her shoulder.

Tony looks at the two of them, this time with a broader smile. “Alright,” he says finally. “I guess I’m not just getting my daughter back, but also a future son-in-law.” His eyes sparkle with amusement.

Y/N and Charles chuckle softly, and for a moment, it feels as though the world has become a little brighter despite everything.

As the sun begins to set, and the teams gather together, Y/N and Charles walk hand in hand into the future – ready for whatever may come. Together.

[steviebbboi]

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oh man, i had to dig into the archives for this one! This was written in 2016 - (dude what~). Tbh, im not sure that it'll ever get written but who knows! This was meant to be my first Steve x Goddess!Reader series fic starting from Thor's landing on Earth! This is so unfiltered/unedited omg lol -- anywho! Voila:

Untitled WIP (Steve Rogers x Goddess!Reader)

A distinctive, loud ‘boom’ echoed in the city of New Mexico. Citizens stopped to look around in wonder. After a few minutes, people began to dismiss the boisterous sound in amusement.

They shouldn’t have.

She was beautiful, naturally. The Goddess, Freyja, blessed her well. The woman was surrounded by a bright light, shaped to fit her and her only. She hovered above the sand covered ground before landing roughly, causing a loud thump to be heard across the city. The rings of light now gone, her position was of servitude. She had both hands curled in a fist, her knuckles pressing into the dirt. One knee touched the sandy surface, little specks of rocks pressing into her olive skin. 

The woman looked up, a smile gracing her face. Whines of police sirens were heard within earshot. She saw tiny forms of metal hit the ground around her, sparks flashing following a loud bang!  

“Peculiar…” She thought, suspecting their violent intent.

She cocked her head to the side and barely twitched her finger. After a few seconds, all the bullets stopped in mid-air as if they were stopped by an invisible force. The invisible veil no longer glimmered as the bullets fell to the ground.

“I thought the humans were supposed to be peaceful.” She voiced to the open sky, knowing the all knowing guard heard her.

Police cars and black sedans came to an abrupt stop in front of her. The men in uniform quickly stepped out of the vehicles before taking defensive positions behind their car doors. 

“Stay right there!” and “Freeze!” were heard as she took a step towards them. The woman fearlessly smiled before taking another step. Their guns cocked and fired at the woman. She quickly put her hands in front of her with her palms facing them. The shimmery barrier appeared again and disappeared as before. The smile wiped off her face and was replaced with a scowl.

“Enough.” She muttered with annoyance. The ground beneath them started to grumble and growl as the cars and sirens went off in a frenzy. It started to shake, everyone looking at the floor in a panicked awe. A loud crack could be heard as a crooked, jagged line started to appear on the dust covered Earth. 

The agents could only look amazed until a brave soul gathered some courageous sense to throw these crystal-like rocks surrounding her looming figure.

She looked down at the opaque crystals in alarm as they formed into a wide triangle-- the sediments glistened under the sun’s rays until a bright beam shined from within to exert a power she has never felt before.

The woman visibly winced as a loud, high pitched ringing noise pierced her eardrums, effectively, creating a psychic chaos in her mind. She twitched her fingers, visibly this time, towards the crystals but found that they didn’t even budge. 

She started to growl, teeth bared and banged against this static force field, violently, only for the noise to amplify the more that she hit the inner walls of the shimmering prism. She clutched her head with a pained groan and proceeded to knock on the barrier until blood spouted from her nose and ears. Eventually, causing her to black out with a defeated air.

AN: Unfortunately, no Steve in this lil snippet but would anyone be interested in reading this pairing?? 👀

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I’m requesting a 15th!Doctor x Rogue fix it fic where the Doctor uses the psychic circuit to find Rogue and there’s a cute reunion between the Doctor and Rogue where they decide to travel together and Rubys there like “awww” a lot of fluff hurt/comfort maybe some tears and a kiss! Thank you so much have a good day!

Combining your request with @flamboyantbisexual’s since they’re rather similar. I hope you enjoy, I just finished the episode myself :)

That couldn’t be it, right?

They had lost plenty of people, for good. Almost everyone he promised to protect, it was like he was signing off on the execution himself when he promised.

The Doctor, they weren’t the type to give up. So why was he?

It is what it is, brush off the dust, and keep swimming. Just like Dory always says.

But why? Why should they keep doing this? How does he continue to do this? He thinks, maybe he’s too old to let it just roll off the shoulders so easily.

And, they had just met him. Just truly, honestly, properly met Rogue. Why, then, did it sting like they had always known?

The joke about the screwdriver, the cabinets, Rogue reminded him of someone long lost.

And pulling the gun on him on the first meeting, telling them to find him. It was all so familiar, so similar. Just like how they had met here at her ending. Went back, uploaded her to the library.

Except this time, someone remains, not just a consciousness.

They look down at the ring on his finger, the Hermes symbol glaring back at him. The sign of a traveler, the sign of a medic. How ironic that they were both.

Ruby smiled sadly at him from across the room, as he twists the silver accessory around his finger. Silent as they relax in the stillness. They didn’t normally do stillness.

“Doctor, what’s on your mind?” Ruby asks softly, worry in her eyes as they rest on his furrowed brow. They know she has his best interest in mind, he’s thankful for his best friend. She doesn’t let him brood in the silence alone, or just push on like it’s nothing. A healthier approach in all honesty.

Like a light-switch in their head, they snap their fingers.

“I know how to find him!” They jump with a grin, slipping the ring off.

“Doctor?” Ruby raises a brow, excited though wary. Where had his mind drifted off to now.

“His atoms may be difficult to find, but this ring- I’m certain we could use it to track his bio-diversity to the void he’s trapped in,” The Doctor beans and there’s a certain giddiness to his demeanor. Ruby visibly brightens, gesturing for him to go on.

“How?”

“I’m going to use the Tardis’ psychic circuit to cross examine his atomic signature, and trace him to the void he’s in with the Chuldor’s,” a small tray slides out from the console with the flick of a switch. They delicately place the ring, sliding it back into place, and the Tardis lets out a ding. Then, her engines begin to churn to life.

“But isn’t it possible you’ll bring a Chuldor aboard by accident? Do you think they’ve decided to cosplay as him?” She’s excited, but she doesn’t want to get her hopes too high. She wants them to be safe- well safe as they can be. His grin widens.

“I would worry, except, Rogue has been in the Tardis, which means he’s contracted her neuron energy,” the Tardis is moving beneath their feet now, shifting swiftly through the vortex. “I could beam him up here without ever setting foot outside- the time vortex is sure to have rubbed off on him even in that short amount of time.” They both exchange a giddy laugh.

And as they soar and the engines ring their tune, it’s not long that they’re grinding to a halt- he would never turn those brakes off.

With a sonic to the console, there’s a small ding, as a gasp escapes from Ruby. A small sound that echoes behind them, and they turn.

There he is, like the moment he had zapped himself away. Beautiful blue eyes, and suit clinging to him just like that very night in 1813.

“I knew you’d find me,” there’s tears brimming in Rogue’s eyes as he smiles back at him. Overcome by emotions the Doctor can’t begin to unwind, he jogs over and pulls him into a tight hug. “I never doubted it for a second.”

“How could I resist? Love a good challenge, saving a damsel.” The Doctor jests as he pulls back to meet his beautiful blue eyes. He brushes away a single tear. Rogue lets out a laugh.

“That would be a good edition to my campaign,” he searches their brown eyes with his own. “And what a brave night is leather armor.” He notes the other’s dress as he surveys them. The Doctor laughs once again, and Ruby’s own baffled laugh echoes them.

“I believe there’s only one thing left then.” The Doctor remarks.

“What’s that?” Rogue raises a brow.

“True love’s kiss!” Ruby cheers, jumping for joy behind them.

“You heard her,” the Doctor grins, leaning into Rogue with a chaste and amorous embrace. There’s clapping behind them, as Ruby cheers happily. Rogue leans into their soft exchange, and then they both part. “Now, how’s about I show you the stars?”

“I’d follow you anywhere.” Rogue smiles.

[willowbirds]

Imogen for the character asks? :3

Okay! Lets go!

First impression

I was immediately intrigued by her psychic abilities, especially considering that there hasn’t been a character like her before in the CR universe. There have been psychic powers before, but a character who actively has her mind reading active means that she is the first psychic character within the lore and I at first assumed that she was the Exandrian version of a Kalashtar.

Impression now

Oh she is so much more than the Exandrian version of a Kalashtar. She is my blorbo. My silly gal. My skrunkly that I’ve hit with my autism beam! I am always so excited whenever she gets new powers and abilities and I am hyped to see her Form of Havoc in action!

Favorite moment(s)

How do I decide? There’s her dream sequences, when she lightning bolted Laudna’s tree prison, her 33 deception roll! But there’s also her goofier moments. Like that time she fell down a flight of stairs or that moment in the lift down to mines way back in the early episodes. But honestly my favourite moments are her sweet and simple interactions with the other Hells. They range from genuine moments of venerability to chaotic shenanigans that make me laugh every time I think about them. It’s just so hard to pick with Imogen.

Idea for a story

*waves at all of my fics* They are basically all her!

Unpopular opinion (I don’t know if this is unpopular, but I’ve seen some meh takes on her so this might as well be unpopular)

Imogen is probably one of the best characters Laura Bailey has made story wise. Everyone talks about how Jester is Laura’s best, and I do agree she seems very comfortable in that character and that’s always important, but story wise Imogen is so intriguing. Her connection to the moon and her powers that keep growing leads to an uncertain story for her and that makes her so good! She has grown so much from that shy horse girl that struggled to be in crowds, and now she’s off saving the world despite what everyone says. She could have easily turned evil, but she hasn’t, and that is absolutely amazing to me!

Favourite relationship

Imogen and Ashton don’t get nearly enough screen time together and that is frankly a crime. Their dynamic is so good, with them both getting on each other’s nerves while also being there to reassure the other or snap some sense back into them. I also feel like there’s the unspoken connection of both of them having powers that they don’t fully understand. Imogen’s ever growing powers that could burst at the seams at any moment and Ashton’s dunimancy that he didn’t even have a name for until recently. They are probably also the youngest in the group in terms of years. They’re just two Marqet kids that now have to save the world even though they don’t properly understand themselves.

Favorite headcanon

That Imogen’s marks are sensitive to the touch. Often they normally tingle under someone’s touch, but someone’s touch actually burns after she has a nightmare and they sting profusely if she breaks the skin around or on them. The only person whose touch doesn’t do this is Laudna’s because of how cold her skin is and after a nightmare it’s a huge relief to Imogen. I also headcanon that she has a mark along her spine. (Same thing above applies here). I might do a fic fully exploring this headcanon at some point.

[espers-n-espurrs]

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ignore the name on my trainer card and call me esper, im age 15, pronouns she/her, disabled.

im also psychic though im not out about it irl, im only sharing this here because rotomblr can only be accessed by. like. a small handful of people in my universe. so its safe for me to be out about that here since i cant irl.

attending naranja-uva academy as a general studies student. though due to circumstances i keep having to flipflop between online classes and in-person.

i grew up in spikemuth for most of my life, though one thing has led to another and i am now aware that i was born and raised in kalos for some time before having been brought to galar as a younger child and i have found out a lot of what i knew was false. and as of finding that out my family and life situation changed significantly so be ready to hear me bitch about that on occasion.

i enjoy: horror, args, art, music, baking/cooking, photography, etc. and my favorite pokemon is deerling and sawsbuck.

My PKMN:

Fauna - Deerling | Starter

Harley - Maschiff | Service PKMN

Taffeta - Flaaffy

Kingsley - Pangoro | "Bodyguard"??

Eilwen - Espurr [F] | "Handmaiden"??

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And Esper <3

[folcanta]

Ep 21 notes

when naria is injured and hitomi bandages the wound, parallels drawn between both hitomi + folken and naria + van.

van uses his psychic powers to divine folken's whereabouts on the vione, and folken is looking! at! him! they're psychically linked! (further confirmed in the next episode when folken beams into both van's and hitomi's minds)

obvs, the frequent use of "why can't you understand?" — this is repeated throughout the series up til the end where hitomi is trying to convince van to stop fighting. misunderstanding/fear/conflict...

folken is so desperate almost to the point of tears when he asks the same question to van when van storms the vione this episode, and readily accepts death by van's hand

of course eriya, who kissed folken and felt no love in him for anyone but van, is the one to yell at van about how much folken loves him.

van is surprised even though every time he encounters folken, van is himself deeply deeply sad and confused, because he, too, loves his brother

folken saving naria and eriya when they were children by using his wings is a parallel to van saving hitomi when she's falling. everyone in this story is the protagonist of their own story. no one's lives are more or less significant.

Ep 22 notes

[13:30] Van says he’ll make Folken pay for his crimes “with this royal sword,” he looks at Folken, there’s a shot of the dragon illustration of ancient Fanelian art, and then it’s on Van. BECAUSE FOLKEN IS A DRAGON AND VAN IS STUCK IN THE CYCLE OF VIOLENCE AND SO VAN THINKS HE MUST SLAY THE DRAGON (FOLKEN… HIMSELF?!) IF HE WANTS TO BE WORTHY OF BEING KING OF FANELIA!!!

Van and Folken HAD TO BE the ones to end this cycle of violence by being born half-Draconian. The King of Fanelia has to slay a dragon to become king— but the brothers can’t slay themselves, they can’t be both dragons and dragon killers. (“it’s wrong”!!!) and so Varie had to do it! Had to have them and know their fates!!

it's dragons blood/varie's blood in the green energist

Naria’s ghost telling Hitomi basically “maybe you can change Folken 😸” when Folken is talking to her is when he realizes “YOU ARE PSYCHIC LIKE ME!!!!!!” Because he sees Naria in Hitomi’s mind!!!

the above is a parallel too, to Folken basically wanting Hitomi to do the same— “maybe Hitomi can change Van if I can’t”

meaning: Naria sees Folken in Hitomi, and Hitomi in Folken. Hitomi sees Naria in Folken. And Folken sees all that shit too when he realizes Hitomi Understands his feelings/himself (bc she thinks he’s a good person) which is what he wants Van to understand ;;

selfsame dragon... ugh knife to my fucking heart. back to thinking about how they're brothers themselves and at once represent all dragons and all humans as brothers to each other. all life is precious. but especially dragons 😎

[thicc-astronaut]

High-school kid who develops psychic powers and it is awesome. Figures out how to talk to girls because he can read their minds and know what to say next. Cheats on class quizzes by reading the mind of the smart kid.

His powers grow. He learns to not only read minds but exert control over them - he hypnotizes his bullies into leaving him alone. He uses telekinesis to guide the path of a dodgeball and slam his bully in the face during gym class. For a brief moment he even manages to remote-view into the girl's locker room.

His powers grow further. He begins struggling with class quizzes again because he is now reading the minds of everyone in class at once and can't focus on just one. When he asks a girl out on a date and she enthusiastically agrees he becomes worried he accidentally hypnotized her into agreeing. He becomes fatigued as nightmares keep waking him up thru the night.

His powers grow further still. He tries to do the dodgeball trick again but somehow manages to slam his bully in the face so hard that he stumbled backwards into a wall and gets a concussion. He begins hearing the thoughts of other people whether he wants to or not. He can no longer fall asleep as he is constantly kept awake by the sounds of his neighbor's dreams at night.

His powers grow even further. He begins to question how much of his thoughts are his own. He hears constant thoughts of violence. He agrees to go on a Boy Scout camping trip one weekend - perhaps isolating himself in the woods with just a few people will get him away from reading all the thoughts that are troubling him.

He goes on the camping trip. He starts a campfire just by staring at the kindling hard enough. The violent thoughts are still constant, but now there are fewer of the mundane thoughts to drown them out. Sleep-deprived and paranoid, he convinces himself that the scoutmaster is planning to kill him.

He runs out into the woods at night, desperate to get away from the scoutmaster. The scoutmaster follows him, because the kid is clearly troubled and running into the woods alone at night. This causes the boy to run away faster, convinced that the scoutmaster is hunting him. He can't hear the scoutmaster's thoughts of worry and care over all the violent thoughts he's constantly hearing.

The scoutmaster follows the boy to the middle of a field when a flying saucer appears overhead. The boy and the scoutmaster get brought up into the saucer in beams of blue light. Inside, the boy gets brought into a laboratory and the aliens speak with the scoutmaster.

The aliens explain to the scoutmaster that the boy had picked up an extraterrestrial hive-mind parasite. The boy's psychic powers had actually been coming from a worm wrapped around his brainstem, which was gradually trying to take over his brain and make him a mindless pawn for the hive-mind. The aliens aboard the ship are doctors, and they perform a surgery to remove the worm from the boy's brain. They return the boy and the scoutmaster unharmed back to their tents after the procedure is finished, but unfortunately have to wipe both of their memories in order to uphold intergalactic law regarding interactions with planetary natives.

The boy and the scoutmaster come back from the woods hours after they left, neither of them remembering anything that happened except for a vague recollection of seeing a flying saucer. They appear on talk shows for years afterwards, showing the odd scar on the boy's neck, certain that something paranormal happened that night. But nobody believes them.

[vvooper]

next up for ffvii character pokemon teams is our favorite local florist

unlike everyone else so far, I had double battles in mind for aerith's team. as always, though, I designed it mainly for the aesthetic and would never expect to win using this team lol. details under the cut

aerith is a recolor of an aroma lady sprite. it all works so perfectly. the skirt. the flower association. me being able to turn the aroma particles into lifestream

species: audino

ability: healer

item: focus band

moves: last resort, wish, heal bell, protect

this is depressing. oops! there's nothing super specific about the combination of audino and ifalna. audino is a healer pokemon and that just seems suited to aerith.

the item and moves, however, are deliberate choices for ifalna. focus band is not a good item to actually use, but it gives the holder a small chance to survive a hit (with 1 hp) that would otherwise defeat them. ifalna managed to survive long enough to get aerith down to the slums to safety even though she was on the brink of death. wish is a delayed healing move that will heal the active pokemon even if the one that used wish has fainted. the reason for last resort should hopefully be obvious.

species: tinkaton

ability: mold breaker

item: adrenaline orb

moves: fake out, gigaton hammer, play rough, protect

you know I had to.

while aerith has nothing to do with mold breaker's actual in-game effect, I thought this was fitting from the name alone. she generally is not associated with physical might.

the adrenaline orb doesn't mean a whole lot. I guess chairith happened during a stressful situation but that's really it.

fake out because of how aerith fooled scotch with her elaborate outfit, and then when he finally recognized her she kicked him in the nads and he couldn't move LMAO. gigaton hammer is, of course, the chair.

species: lilligant

ability: leaf guard

item: rose incense

moves: giga drain, pollen puff, solar beam, sunny day

flower pokemon #1! and a lily at that. named after aerith's ultimate weapon.

leaf guard obviously goes along with the name princess guard. it works well with sunny day. rose incense just strengthens grass type moves but it was nice and thematic.

giga drain is vaguely like aerith's soul drain ability. pollen puff is a fun one, because it deals damage to enemies and heals allies, just like how aerith is incredible with both white and black magic

species: blissey

ability: healer

item: mystic water

moves: psychic, chilling water, life dew, healing wish

great gospel is aerith's ultimate limit break, and it's absolutely bonkers. full heal, all status cured, temporary invincibility... it's also how she cures geostigma in advent children iirc. blissey because aerith is offering us a nice egg in this trying time. also blissey has some angel aesthetic going for it, and great gospel's animation includes angels.

the reason for the healer ability should be obvious. mystic water because great gospel fall as rain onto the team.

chilling water and life dew for the same reason as the mystic water, with the bonus that life dew is a healing move. healing wish is... well you're going to hate me for this, but it's a self sacrificing move that fully heals the next pokemon.

species: florges (yellow)

ability: flower veil

item: weakness policy

moves: moonblast, stored power, calm mind, synthesis

ok so. I don't think the planet is ever referred to as gaia in any of the games. but it would be weird to name a pokemon "planet," so gaia it is. I chose specifically yellow florges for aerith's flowers.

flower veil is obviously because of flowers.

weakness policy is a fun one. the planet starts throwing hands (aka weapons) when it's in danger.

moonblast and stored power felt appropriate for holy and when the lifestream itself stops meteor. calm mind because it seems like aerith needs to pray to really commune with the planet. synthesis because the lifestream is the source of life

species: xerneas

ability: fairy aura

item: power herb

moves: moonblast, focus blast, light screen, geomancy

xerneas is able to create life. it's not EXACTLY what holy does, but I felt like it was close enough among legendary pokemon.

moonblast, focus blast, and light screen are all chosen to represent holy as it looks at the end of the game. that's really it tbh.

next up should be nanaki! previous ones here

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hey, my name is valentino - but some people just call me val. i was born and raised in galar, having come from the isle of armour specifically. i attend naranja-uva academy. i’m also an exchange student at the blueberry academy and am part of the league club there.

i am a champion within the paldea region, as well as a black-belt dojo trainee back at home. i live with my three sisters, though i highly doubt they’ll join rotumblr. i’m just here to blog random shit tbh, so don’t expect much from me.

ME~

male (he/him)

pansexual & ambiamorous

born & raised in the isle of armour, galar; currently live at the outskirts of the south province (area four)

son of dojo master mustard & dojo matron honey; black-belt of the master dojo

taken <3 arven

THE TEAM~

fuilech the seviper - ♂- ✨

poison

tera fire

leftovers

infiltrator

adamant (+ attack / - special attack)

poison jab / coil / ice fang / fire fang

i found him fighting a zangoose in south province area one, and he ended up being injured (though he did win). i patched him up afterwards, and we ended up getting along beautifully - so, i took him in and added him to the team. he’s definitely a trickster, constantly causing mischief. he loves being up on my shoulders whenever he’s out, i think it makes him feel powerful haha.

aurelia the hydrapple - ♀- ✨

grass dragon

tera steel

loaded dice

supersweet syrup

serious (no effect)

bullet seed / fickle beam / recover / tera blast

i discovered her as an applin whilst training in tagtree thicket, and i thought she was so adorable so i added her onto the team. she wasn’t going to be a part of my battle team, but i found out about the hydrapple evo line whilst at kitakami and one thing led to another. she’s a very sleepy pokémon, whenever i set up a picnic she’s asleep 90% of the time. she is also incredibly affectionate, debatably more affectionate than an arcanine.

koray the ursaluna - ♂

normal ground

tera normal

wide glasses

mind’s eye

modest (+ special attack / - attack)

blood moon / earth power / protect / hyper voice

i discovered him on accident whilst in kitakami’s timeless woods - i accedentally pissed him off, and after crayola swiftly defeated him he ended up joining the team. most of the others see him as a father figure, whilst he’s mated to ilayda and highly idolises crayola. he’s extremely hyper-vigilant, and is always the first to notice when something is wrong.

ilayda the primarina - ♀- ✨

water fairy

tera psychic

throat spray

liquid voice

modest (+ special attack / - attack)

sparkling aria / moonblast / hyper voice / psychic

ilayda actually found us as a popplio, when the rest of the team was having a picnic and verena was dancing to my singing - ilayda joined in out of curiosity and excitement, and she hung out with us for our entire picnic before i ended up catching her and adding her to the team. she and koray are mated partners, and she’s seen as the mother figure to almost everyone else. she loves being given attention, and loves showing off.

verena the bombirdier - ♀- ✨

flying dark

tera rock

rocky helmet

rocky payload

jolly (+ speed / - special attack)

dual wingbeat / foul play / roost / rock slide

verena approached me whilst i was training in alfornada to take on gym leader tulip, drawn in by my appearance i’m assuming - she decided it was worth sticking around, and after helping me obliterate tulip’s team she officially joined as a team member. she loves to relax, unwinding by dancing to music - whether from the phone or from me singing. she is still easily enamoured by other people’s appearances, and loves to look at people; observing and taking in their physicality & fashion choices.

crayola the slither wing - o - ✨

bug fighting

tera bug

booster energy

protosynthesis

jolly (+ speed / - special attack)

first impression / body press / leech life / wild charge

i actually found crayola during a week-long vacation to paldea with my family before officially moving, being unaware of the rules around the great crater (trust me, arven’s already given me an earful). i found her injured, and the others were continuing to ostracise and attempt to harm them - so i caught them and patched them up before they officially became my partner pokémon. crayola is hard to budge, both personality-wise and in battle a - not a lot phase/ them. they have incredibly endurance, and love to battle.

HONORARY MEMBERS~

bunny the breloom - ♂

grass fighting

tera grass

i found them injured outside of medali, and they ended up being permanent - so it was more dangerous to let them back out into the wild. they don’t battle, simply hang around. the rest of the team and i love him though.

OOC //

hi!! my name is domino, aka @w0nderl-ust !! this is a side blog, so follows and likes will likely come from my main. some important notes:

based in canon within games, but not anime - some personal headcanons may also be thrown in

content with interacting with other gimmicky stuff (sentient pokémon, hybrids, crossovers, etc..), but will not be taking part in them myself

most posts will be in-character, the only exception being if i reblog art from my main that relate to valentino and/or his team!

speaking of in-character, valentino is not terribly friendly to most; he’s sassy, a bit egotistical, speaks his mind with no filter, and a bit bitchy

this blog is just for fun, so whilst valentino has story elements this blog will not delve too far into those itself

unless stated otherwise, all art belongs to me!!

pelipper mail: ON

musharna mail: OFF

magic anons: OFF

mystery gifts: ON

GUIDELINES !!

even though both valentino and myself are adults, i will not allow nsfw on this blog

any pokéirl blog can interact!

in-character banter/dislike is perfectly fine, just be respectful about it

triggers will be tagged

you will be blocked if: you look like a bot account/your account is blank, you’re an nsfw account, bring hate or malice of any kind, are a creep, actively post about harm to yourself or others, romanticise or demonise disorders, support shitty people

ABOUT ME !!

gender apathetic [any pronouns]

queer & ambiamorous

australian

host of a DID system

TAG SYSTEM !!

#💌 val posts -> posts made by champion valentino

#💌 val shares -> valentino reblogging

#💌 val answers -> ask box responses

#💌 team member [name] -> posts about specific team members

#🗝️ ooc dump -> posts that are out of character

#🗝️ ooc rb -> reblogs that are out of character

ARCS !!

{✖️} AN UNUSUAL FRIEND . . .

[ in progress ]

❝ Some kid named “Clive” is pestering Valentino & Arven about Area Zero.. but why?❞

#𝓪𝓷 𝓾𝓷𝓾𝓼𝓾𝓪𝓵 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭