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eosofspades · 11 months ago

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I am asking you about the magic in KFP

thank you for asking!! this is gonna be an INSANE take from me, number one fantasy enjoyer of all time, but i... i really don't like the magic in kung fu panda.

every sequel in this series just ups the magic factor and i don't like it. kfp1 had just enough that i felt like it worked, and it was more of a mildly fantastical take on the actual technical science of acupuncture and nerves, which was super cool. in kfp2 the "inner peace" thing i ALSO feel worked, mainly because it tied in hugely with the entire rest of the story, the themes, and the text. it wasn't even about learning magic, it was ABOUT inner peace, and the "magic" that po was able to do at the end was about balance and harmony. it also sort of narratively functioned as a foil to the more "technological advancements" of lord shen's army.

i... i actually am not crazy about kfp3. i DID not like the full-blown spiritual power of chi that everyone could do, i didn't like kai as a villain on the whole (this is more about themes and narrative, which is a separate rant i have, but him being a "spirit warrior" was so ridiculous to me i laughed when he said it, rather than actually being intimidated.)

part of this is because it just plainly deflates the ending of kfp1 - po using the wuxi finger hold was like this HUGE thing that the whole movie had been building up to, and in kfp3 now EVERYONE can do it?? with ease?? i feel like it cheapens the intensity of the first movie's ending.

i have a harder time describing the second reason i dislike it, so please bear with me, but i feel like the magic elements in the third movie in particular (kai turning everyone into jade creatures, po's giant golden dragon), are... dissonant, to me. jarring? i feel like they are TOO over-the-top and these Big Important Things to the point it feels like this doesn't line up with the previously established rules of this universe. there was VERY little magic in the first movie at all - the nerve attack is more scientific; the only truly *magical* moments are oogway going to the spirit realm, and tai lung being sent there, and both of those times, it feels much less like characters are using magic, and much more like magic is happening to or through them.

but the BIGGEST reason it bothers me is because it is thematically wrong. despite the brief magical moments in the first movie, the story was NEVER about learning or using magic. in fact, it was the oppsoite; the story was literally about the fact that there WAS no magic! the whole point of the first movie, literally the entire message, was that there WAS no magic power! there was nothing magical about the dragon scroll!! there is no magic there is no secret ingredient it is just YOU and what you are going to do with the body and mind that you already have!!!!

for what it's worth, i know animated film trailers almost always suck, and kfp4 MIGHT surprise me, but i doubt it. the chameleon might be a cool character, but i truly believe if they included a chameleon character in kfp 1 or 2, their power wouldn't have been actual shapeshifting, just good kung fu and maybe camouflage abilities; definitely not a full-blown shapeshifting power. because the first two movies used supernatural abilities / events with just enough moderation that it struck a PERFECT balance between the themes of the story and the previously established rules and bounds of the universe.

#mine #thank you for asking this has been driving me crazy #if anyone wants to hear me rant about why kai is a poor villain compared to tai lung or shen i will happily provide that one though it is #admittedly much shorter of a ramble #speaking of. sorry that this one got away from me fhsdjfjshdkf this is so long #kung fu panda #kung fu panda 4 #kfp #rory rambles about movies

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girldragongizzard · 2 months ago

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Epilogue 6: Molly

I am so much more calm now that I've laid my egg.

It sits in a chair in our living room, and I think Rhoda feels more obligated to watch it than it actually needs. I keep telling her this, that she needn't fret about it or keep an eye on it. It's secure in her apartment and will be fine. But I think that does go against everything her human instincts are telling her, and I can't exactly convince her to be a dragon about it.

I was going to leave it on the roof for everyone to see, but she would not hear of that.

The thing is, I need to surround it with a hoard, and there isn't really room in the apartment for that.

I'm trying to pretend that all her belongings are hoard enough, but I know that's wrong.

So, while I'm much more calm and centered, and back to my not-horny self, I'm still feeling tense and conflicted as I walk into the coffee shop to distract myself with people and sugar.

I've been practicing my shapeshifting in subtle ways. My favorite thing to do is reduce my size to where I was when I first experienced dracomorphosis. It's very convenient, I can fit through doors, and I still feel like myself. I also feel like I communicate best while being myself. However, I really only do this when I'm planning on going into a building somewhere. And I still can't hold it when I'm unconscious. I take up the whole kitchen now when I sleep. But, this is to say that I've shrunk myself down to a manageable size to visit my friends, but I haven't gone faerie princess or anything else.

It feels a little bit like making the whole world bigger. I've gotten that used to my recent growth.

"It's always wild when you do that where I can see you," Jill says as I enter the cafe. "It looks like you slide away from me for a moment. Or like when they do that thing in movies where they zoom out the lens but move the camera closer? My eyes don't like it much when it's not on a screen."

"Sorry," I say.

"I didn't say I didn't like it much," she smiles. "Oh! We've got a message for you. Like we're a post office or something. The outside of it is signed 'Molly's Parents, Tim and Adelle'."

Oh. Oh, shit. I hope it's not a restraining order or a sternly worded rebuke or something. But it's also been so many months since I encountered her. All of the ideas I can come up with for why they'd be trying to contact me now are Not Good.

But, I'm a dragon who has challenged, faced, and refused to back down from a clearly bigger dragon. And letters are flammable.

I tell myself this in order to approach the counter and slip into a form more suited to opening and reading letters without inadvertently ripping them to shreds, even though I'd rather Jill read it for me.

"That never stops being wild, either," Jill whispers. "Can I get you your yooj?"

"Yes. Please," I say. Then I pick up the envelope and tear it open with a claw-like fingernail, to pull out the letter itself.

Dear Meghan E. Draconis, Our daughter, Molly, has been speaking about you ever since she met you last September. You seem to have made quite the impression on her, and we'd like to thank you for treating her kindly. I have to admit, it has taken both my husband I a while to come to terms with the idea that she might also be a dragon, and that her games of make believe as a dragon were not a fanciful phase. It did not seem like the same kind of serious thing that being transgender is. Even with actual dragons like yourself walking this world, now, it was hard to take seriously. In any case, it seemed like you were very busy with dangerous things. So we have been avoiding your neighborhood ever since, despite how much Molly would like to talk to you some more. However, last month, we left the city to visit Molly's grandmother, Tim's Mom, out in the county. Suffice it to say, the next morning was a bit of a challenge, despite how much Molly had warned us it might happen. She has been paying more attention to the news regarding dragons than we have, much to our collective embarrassment. And she is, in fact, a beautiful little dragon. And we don't know what to do. Worried about the other dragons in the city, Molly has opted to stay with her grandmother for the time being, and we stay there to be with her as much as we can. And we've been following her lead, just as we have done with her earlier transition. However, I think we are all overwhelmed, and Molly is still very much interested in talking to you. Do you think you could pay her, and us, a visit, so that she can ask you her questions? Regards, Adelle & Tim.

The header of the letter includes the county street address, along with a phone number and a couple of email addresses, giving me a choice of ways to respond.

I feel a profound sense of relief that helps me ignore my itch to lavish my egg with riches I really can't afford.

I pull out my tablet and use it to tell Jill, "It's good news. Molly hatched. I'll answer this while I have my coffee."

Jill looks back at me and asks, "You still want it in your big bowl?"

I stare at her for a couple blinks, and say, "Yes."

"Okidoke! Just checking," she chirps, and continues making my drink. "How's the egg?"

"Rhoda is reading it Star Trek fanfiction," I report. "But the egg wants gold. Mounds and mounds of gold."

"Oh, that's gotta be rough. How about you compromise and read it the Hobbit?"

"The egg does not need to know about the Hobbit," I respond. "We do not need to give it an anxiety complex before it hatches."

Jill snorts a little snicker and says, "OK."

We have a bit more of a conversation where I ask her about her plans for school next year, and she tells me what Cerce has been up to since she moved to Seattle.

I hate when the staff has turnover, or when regulars move away. But I know it happens. Humans often have a nomadic inclination, even if I don't really understand it. They are persistence predators. They are used to following their prey into new territories to tire them out and eat them then. I'm an ambush predator. I stay near the shore in this nice little town so that I can dive bomb seagulls and slam steak like shots.

Later, I send an email to Molly's parents telling them that I would very much appreciate a visit. And I give them a list of online resources for newly out dragons, including an invitation for Molly to join my server. I tell them that it is the best way for her to negotiate travel through the city with the other dragons. And I ask them what times work best for Molly.

Then I relax back into my slightly smaller than true form and go about drinking my coffee the way nature intended me to.

—

"Now you've totally got to go meet her," Kimberly says, barely refraining herself from pounding the table and upsetting our tacos.

"Yes. I. Go," I say and then stuff my mouth with food and tilt my head up to swallow it.

"Good!" Kimberly says, then bites down on half a taco.

Nathan turns to Rhoda and asks, "Are you going as well?"

Rhoda shakes her head, "The bus doesn't go there, and Meghan's flying. Someone has to stay home with the child, anyway."

I glance at her, still working on my on my food.

"Mmm!" Kimberly exclaims though her mouthful.

"Didn't Meghan say dragon eggs are fairly independent?" Nathan asks. "I could drive you both."

"Nah. I never met Molly, and I don't really care what Meghan or the internet says about dragon eggs," Rhoda says. "That's my child, too, and I'll take care of it how I see fit." Then she adds, "No offense, Chapman."

Chapman shrugs and says, "No, I get it. I appreciate your lead, too."

Rhoda nods, then says, "Jacob always wanted a baby sibling, so I'm giving him one, and I'm doing it right. Even if that mostly means reading it stories for the time being. People made fun of me for doing that for Jacob, and he turned out hyperlexic, so I think I win."

"Yes," Kimberly says, swallowing. "But Spirk?"

"Listen, girl," Rhoda says. "No child of mine is going to go without their queer history. And it is every child's right to hatch already knowing everything there is about Our Lady Uhura."

"OK. Super fair and reasonable. Forget I questioned it."

"What are you going to tell Molly?" Nathan asks me.

I pick up my tablet and hit it with both thumbs, "'Welcome out.' Of course. Then I will answer questions. Whatever she wants to know."

—

She's literally trans pride colored. More or less. There's some gold and purple there, too, like in her eyes and claws and horns.

Imagine you have an even morph of a fox and a cougar, and then you give her bat wings, horns, and iridescent white fur with blue and pink striped diamonds along her back. Blue on the outside, pink on the next ring in, and white spots in the middle.

And I am not by any stretch the smallest dragon in the county anymore. She's not much bigger than a coyote.

And she bounces and rolls and prances about, whining and growling giddily, as I make my landing on her grandmother's blueberry farm. She can also make infrasonic noises. I think all dragons can.

She's basically saying, "Meghan, Meghan, Meghan, Meghan, look!" over and over again. Then, "We both have diamonds! See?"

I'm not the only one who can understand her, I'm sure. Her body language is pretty obvious. But I'm probably the only one that recognizes the combination of gestures and sounds as actual words.

It's not quite the season to start picking the blueberries, so the work on the farm is minimal, and there's only a couple of people watching from ladders or other farm equipment. The ladders are for a handful of pear and apple trees, and one of the barns.

And then there's her family, all human, as far as anyone knows. Her parents, her grandmother, and someone I'm told is her uncle.

"Hello," I greet her family with my syrinx. And then, I say in draconic, "Molly. Pay attention to me."

She stops her frantic gyrations and asks, "Yes? What?"

"You've grown," I tell her, even though it seems she physically shrank. "It looks like your shedding will be different than mine. Can you understand what I'm saying?"

She just tilts her head in confusion.

Ah, OK. So, she's instinctively shouting what's on her mind in draconic, but she doesn't know how to really read it yet. Simple commands from me might get her attention, but anything complex is maybe something I'll have to teach her somehow.

I'm not sure how to do that, honestly.

So, I turn into my princess self and reach to adjust my purse and pull out my tablet. And everyone's eyes get real big, including Molly's.

Oh, yeah. Not everyone has seen me do that. The news articles may have mentioned it, and I thought the rumor mill would have taken care of the knowledge for everyone else by now. But, seeing it is different than reading about it, probably.

Molly immediately starts dancing again, wanting to know if she can do it, too.

I sigh.

"How do you talk to your parents?" I type into my tablet, and let it speak for me.

Molly stops and holds up her racoon style hands. She has them on her hind legs as well. And now I can imagine her climbing all over everything, and carrying food home with all fours while flying.

And her mom holds up a large phone and smiles and Molly scampers over to her to receive it.

Then she quickly turns to me and swipes out, with a voice that sounds like an anime character, "I can't say words, so I have to use the phone. Thank you for coming! How do you change shape? Can I do it?"

"Hold up," I respond, hitting talk after each sentence, as usual. "First. Thank you, Molly, for allowing me to visit you in your territory. As a gift I bring you what I know. I will be happy to answer any of your questions. I'd also like to talk to your family as well. As for shapeshifting, it is one of my natural defenses. I was taught how to explore it by the Artist of Being a Dragon. They are long gone, touring the world. If you can do it, I can teach you what they taught me. But you might have to take the first step yourself. Perhaps I can try coaching you later." Then I look at her parents and grandmother.

"Thank you for seeing us, Meghan," her Mom, Adelle, says.

"What about moving back to town?" her Dad, Tim, asks.

"There isn't much room there," I tell them. "I believe this is her territory now. I don't think she will want to move."

"Yeah, no," Molly says with her phone.

Her parents get disappointed looks, and her uncle screws up his lips like he's thinking hard about it, but her grandmother appears delighted.

"Ah, we were hoping it could be negotiated," Tim admits.

"What if she learned how to shapeshift like you?" Adelle asks.

"There are always tells," I tell them. "Clues. And everyone who knows me recognizes me. No matter what shape I take. And every dragon recognizes me as a dragon."

"Oh."

"She might be different. We are all very different. But I don't want to mislead you," I say. "Also, I can only hold a shape that isn't mine for a couple hours, and revert if I sleep. If that is the same for her, even if she can truly hide, it will be a risk. But, that doesn't matter. This is her territory. This is where she belongs, and wants to be. It is part of who and what she is."

They both take deep breaths, while Molly looks more excited by my words.

"Have you been making your morning calls?" I ask her. "Have you heard your neighbors?"

"Yes," she responds, bouncing and rumbling a little in her excitement, incidentally repeating her word in draconic.

"When you do that, you're speaking in draconic," I tell her. "We have our own language, and you know some of it instinctively. Those calls tell you how big your neighbor's territories are and where their boundaries are. It's subtle. You are also telling them the same thing about yourself, especially if you know your territory. You unconsciously put it into your call."

She pulls her head up and swivels her ears toward me, saying without typing, "Tell me more."

I turn toward her Grandmother and ask, "Should we go where you can sit?"

"Oh, yes, please!" she says. "Come on inside! Do you like pie?"

"Do you have tea or coffee?" I ask.

"Folgers?" she asks.

"Tea, perhaps?" I try to smile like a human for her.

"Red rose!"

"That would be lovely, thank you." Then I turn to Molly as we start walking toward her house. "I can't teach you how to speak or read draconic. I was taught through magic. But, I think I can show you examples and tell you what I'm saying, and that might help."

—

It's been a long day of hard conversations with Molly's family. I came out in the morning, planning on being there all day, and so I have. I've had lunch and tea with them, and it looks like dinner is on the table for me, too.

It's late afternoon, and the two of us are playing in one of the dirt roads on the farm.

Technically, I'm training Molly while her uncle watches. But it feels like play to me, and I'm enjoying myself.

I'm wondering if I might get to enjoy this with my own child. It's not exactly what I imagined for draconic motherhood, but I want more of it.

It started with me showing her some simple phrases and individual words in draconic, then spelling them out on my tablet or saying them with my syrinx. And then repeating them.

And she took to that very fast. She seems primed to learn how to talk to other dragons. And maybe we all are. It does seem to be an instinctual language that just needs conscious verification that we're speaking and reading it. We do hear it, too, but since it's mostly expressive and gestural it feels like the word "reading" is more appropriate.

So then we started having simple conversations very quickly, which almost immediately turned into a game of chase, because the quickest, easiest things to say in draconic involve chasing, dodging, hiding, seeking, pouncing, and negotiating whether or not it's still a game.

I've shrunk myself down to her size, to make sure it's fair, and we check in on each other a lot. Which means repeating phrases and making them second nature for her.

And then, I throw in something tricky for her. I take the form of a snake and slither right under her, only to appear as a frighteningly huge dog when she turns around, startling her. Then I give her the play pose and wait.

"No fair!" she responds immediately.

"Yes, fair," I reply, bouncing and becoming a raccoon and clapping.

When she tries to pounce on me, I run under her as a rat.

The way this feels is hard to describe, and I expect harder for most people to imagine.

I've studied each of these shapes by watching examples of them, animals, in person, and visualizing what it would feel like to have their bodies. And then, I simply took their shapes, much the same way that I learn how to imitate various noises and calls of other things. My body just seems to know what to do.

And when Molly turns again to face me, I'm my full sized self, saying, "It's easy if you can do it. Hold on. Let me use my tablet."

I'm pretty sure she got the gist of that. So then I walk over to her uncle and hold out my claw for my purse. He seems relieved to give it to me.

And I pull out my tablet and drop it to the ground, to turn it on and knuckle out, "Try human. Visualize what human feel like. Fold yourself into shape. That what it feel to me."

She tilts her head, "How?"

"Do not know. Try," I respond.

Her ears go back flat on her head and she snarls, leaping forward a short distance, crouching at the end of her leap.

"Not like that," I say.

"Hard," she complains.

I think about this for a second.

It looked like she was saying, "no," in the most stringent of terms before attempting it. Maybe she really doesn't want to be human. So, I quickly consider some alternatives, and the quickest that comes to me is a trans girl stereotype and already partially present in her draconic form.

"Try a cat," I tell her.

And it comes so easily to her, she's startled by it and pops right back out to her natural self.

I give her a big draconic smile, and type, "Do fox."

She quirks her head to the side, ears tall, and suddenly she's a fox.

I'm taken aback and very pleased for her.

She's going to be better at this than I am, and she doesn't have any tells that I can see.

#dragons #serial fiction #writeblr #original fiction #transformation #transgender

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honey-minded-hivemind · 9 months ago

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❤️-Anon here! Thank you so much for the reply! I’d love a masterlist but you don’t need to do it just for me, no need to worry yourself and if you’d do it then take your time ❤️

As for my top aus/works - I don’t know the names for a lot of them so I’ll try to describe them and I hope you’ll know what I mean:

I love the siren Au and I hope there is more coming some time

I love the hybrid/witch au (btw while reading it I had a thought of a moth reader who’s really delicate and always a bit spaced out when she sees something very bright leading to the platonic yandere having to look out for her)

I love the tiny talon Au with reader being turned back into a baby dragonet (I haven’t actually read the books the au is based on but I kinda want to know thanks to you)

The story where Reader is a cloned sibling of both Sabertooth and Wolverine and they basically have a custody dispute (big ass fight) was chefs kiss 🤌

I don’t know the name of this one except of the (I think Abo-)au with creed!reader. But the story where reader runs away after being abused and they find her again three years later???? That is so good!!! Especially the au where they have wings and she cuts them off!!! I imagine that makes them even more fragile and weak in the yanderes eyes

And (I’m so so sorry if I’m confusing this with something else) but the one we’re sabertooth has to babysit shapeshifting!reader and a bird tries to kidnap here is something I always re-read when I see it on my feed (I tried rereading it just now to but I couldn’t find it this quick 😞)

I could go on, but this is already so long lol. Just shows how much of your stuff I love ❤️

Also sadly I’m not in the range where you can see the solar eclipse since I’m from Europe but I hope you’ll be careful as well!!! Hydrate well and don’t forget to remember that you’re loved 🥰

- ❤️ anon

Thank you. So MUCH. I am glad you enjoy all if those😊 The dragon book series 🥚Tiny Talons🐉 AU and it's variants are set in is called Wings of Fire by Tui T. Sutherland. They just released Cutie Cuffs of the first arc characters, too! Moth Witch Reader wouod be adorable and fluffy! A little spaced-out kid/teen/young adult who can fly and loves bright objects! The dark aus with Creed!Reader are the ❄Fallen Snow🩸 AU and its variants, and the winged one is 🌙Silent Night🦋 AU... I wouldn't mind doing more for the Sabretooth vs. Wolverine custody battle of their clone/sibling Reader... It's set in the Animated Series, and Reader is a small bean there. Siren AUs are fun, and I kinda want to do some more wirk with siren aus these next few months, once I've settled the 🖤Dark AU and done its first or second post...

Do you have a favorite platonic yandere, or say, favorite top three or five, ❤ Anon? I enjoy hearing the characters all of you like (and info-dumping about them!). I myself like the ferals, but I think each character has a specialty to them😊

Rest a bit if you need some, and drink some water, too. Thank you for checking in on me, ❤ Anon. Thank you.

#honeycomb thoughts #platonic yandere marvel #platonic yandere xmen #yandere x-men #go ❤ anon go!

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nessiesspeakeasy · 1 year ago

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Kinktober Day 23: Jealousy

Jasper is feeling neglected and takes the opportunity to remind his dragon mate that he still exists.

Rated Mature. Jealousy, dragon shapeshifter, Dragon mate

You can read this on my AO3.

Jasper sat in his partner’s club, drinking his favorite drink and letting the loud music vibrate through his body. Mutai, his dragon mate, had been too busy to pay attention to him for the last six months. It left Jasper lonely and rejected and angry.

So, when a good looking man sat down next to him and began to flirt, he saw an opportunity for a little fun. He had thought everyone knew not to touch him, but he would not turn down the company. He turned towards the man, getting comfortable and chatting with him. He wondered how long it would take Mutai to see, if he even cared anymore.

“You are sexy as hell,” the man said.

“Thank you,” he smiled.

“Would you like to dance?”

Before he could answer, the tall, large and very pissed form of his partner could be seen barreling through the dance floor.

Jasper smirked. “I don’t think I’ll have the chance. I apologize in advance.”

The man frowned. “What?”

Mutai grabbed the man’s shirt, yanking him up off the floor where he dangled. He stood seven feet tall, strong as hell, his gorgeous face turning more draconic as he began to leak steam from his mouth.

“You are either new or stupid. Everyone knows Jasper is off limits!”

The man glanced at him and Jasper gave a small finger wave. He looked back at Mutai. “I- I’m sorry!”

“Do it again and I’ll show you how my fire breath works.” Mutai set the man down and he ran.

Jasper sighed and mumbled to himself. “So much for having fun.”

Mutai, still furious, leaned over him, a hand perched on the back of he couch, caging Jasper in. His bright eyes stared Jasper down. “You thought that was fun?”

Sometimes, he forgot how good the dragon’s hearing was, even in a loud nightclub. Still, Jasper felt indifferent and shrugged. “Course, what else am I supposed to do? Sit like a trinket in your hoard until you decide I’m worthy enough for your attention?” He grunted, picking at his leather pants. “Besides, I didn’t think you’d actually notice.”

“Didn’t think I’d notice someone flirting with my mate!?”

Jasper shrugged. “Why not? You’ve been really good at ignoring me for six months. I bet someone had to tell you what was happening for you to notice.”

Mutai stared, steam still pouring out his mouth. “You feel neglected.”

Jasper refused to look at him. “Forget about it.” In one fluid motion, he slipped out from Mutai and threaded through the dance floor. He made his way down a hall to a private room where he could be alone.

He wasn’t surprised when large arms pulled him taught against a body before he could get there. He knew it by heart as Mutai. He leaned down and kissed his neck. “You are mine, Jasper. I saw you with him. I always keep tabs on you.” He kissed him again, licking his neck. “I forgot time to humans move faster than time to a dragon. I will not let it happen again. I will never let you think I don’t care again.”

“What if you do?” Jasper asked, opening his neck to Mutai.

“Then you have permission to make me as jealous as you want.”

Jasper smirked. He leaned against his mate, turning up to kiss him. “I’ll hold you to it. Or maybe I should just flirt with guys every once in a while anyway, I like you going into a jealous rage.”

Mutai grunted, kissing him back, his tongue probing into his mouth. “Do it and I’ll fuck you senseless.”

“Mmm, promise?”

#kinktober 2023 #kinktober #monsters #rated mature #m human/ m dragon #Shapeshifting dragon #jealousy kink #Light jealousy kink

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lunastarhawk · 2 months ago

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14, 20, and 37 or 38 😘

You did not ask for walls of text but I'm off work today and am actually awake so... sorry about that.

14. What two fandoms would I write a crossover for... The Arcana and Dragon Age could be fun. The map we have for the Arcanaverse is probably a Mediterranean-sized portion of the whole world, so Thedas being across the sea somewhere isn't entirely out of the realms of feasibility, and the Arcana realms are comparable to the Fade, both have demons in their canon. Maybe an Archdemon shows up in Vesuvia. Maybe the Fade demons are the result of deals with the Arcana gone wrong. Maybe the Blight affects the Arcana. Maybe the Red Plague is actually Blight.

A direct rewrite of DA: Inquisition with the M6. Nadia is the Inquisitor, Julian, Asra and Portia are her advisors. Or an OC Inquisitor with the M6 as random advisors or companions. Something something.

I don't have time or functioning brain cells to do any of this though.

Also, different vibe, I've toyed for a while with the idea of Julian Devorak x Loki smut. There are endless possibilities with a shapeshifting genderfluid pansexual god, and Julian who'll try pretty much anything once. Blessed or cursed, you decide.

20. The last thing I researched for a story... ship stuff, I think. Specifically 18th century warships to find one to model Altheia's ship after. Settled on a vague miniature version of HMS Indefatigable (from the beginning, Altheia as a privateer was very loosely inspired by Edward Pellew). It was mostly just refreshing my memory from a hyperfixation years ago. It was fun! Very specifically, the very last thing I looked up was what the lowest deck on a ship is called.

And because I couldn't just write A Ship like a normal person, the chapter of Tides that was supposed to just be a flashback of Julian and Altheia dancing and fuckin on her ship became... well... *gestures vaguely towards part 28 still in wip* whatever that is.

37. Three songs to go with one fic... of course I have to go with Tides, I have a whole actual playlist (albeit an incredibly messy one) and it's hard to pick out just three songs, but if I have to...

^ Only that specific version of Drunken Sailor, it just takes me to the Rowdy Raven.

I know that was four, I couldn't pick just three sorry.

Thank you bestie! 😘

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thetoxicgamer · 2 years ago

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Baldur’s Gate 3 and The Last of Us have one horrific thing in common

In Baldur's Gate 3, do you desire to call forth zombies? What if I told you that they are actually spore zombies, created by the numerous fungus found in the role-playing game? The Druid in Baldur's Gate 3 is the one for you if, like me, you enjoy all things strange and mushroom-like. When you’re not being a bear and, uh, doing entirely innocent bear things, you can summon torrents of fungus zombies to attack your enemies. Yes, I am very serious: you can grow your own zombies in Baldur’s Gate 3. As showcased on Larian’s official TikTok, the Circle of Spores Druid can raise zombies from the ground (two are shown in the video, but there may be more in-game). As the Druid wiggles manically to the tune of ‘Mushroom Dance,’ enchanted by deep aquamarine magic, we see two The Last of Us, Clicker-style creatures appear behind them, ready to gorge themself on… brains? Mushrooms? Honestly, I’m not sure. The class is based on the original Dungeons and Dragons spec, which is said to “find beauty in decay.” Druids of the Circle of Spores “see within mold and other fungi the ability to transform lifeless material into abundant, albeit somewhat strange, life.” I agree that, at first glance, their relationship with nature is pretty odd, but it’s certainly no weirder than shapeshifting Druids (yes, I’m back to the bear again). This whole thing reminds me a little of the Orks in Warhammer 40k, which are also grown from an odd variety of fungus. As someone who loves the grim cycle of life and death, as well as the odd allure of fungal horror, this class feels perfect for me. Necromancer shmecromancer – I’ll take the creepy fungus monsters over boring old skeletons, thank you very much. If you, like me, are looking forward to taking one of the weirdest Baldur’s Gate 3 classes for a spin when the Baldur’s Gate 3 release date finally arrives, I’d recommend reading up on all of the relevant Baldur’s Gate 3 lore – the Forgotten Realms are, after all, a big place that are absolutely steeped in years of history. Read the full article

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wangxianficfinder · 3 years ago

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I’m in the Mood for a Fic Where…

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1. hello~ do you have A) any fics about the ways wwx possibly changed parts of his personality as a result of his tense situation when he first came to lotus pier? like this isn't really canon per se, but some fics mention how he took on a more troublemaking persona to take the fall for his and jc's games etc... or, do you have B) fics where someone (jfm sure didn't) stands up to yzy and doesn't let her fucking whip a (newly not homeless) orphan?

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Misunderstood by Silver_Flame_2724 (M, 240k, wangxian, heavy angst, fluff, eventual happy ending, implied/referenced rape/non-con, misunderstandings, self-harm, self-hatred, family fluff, mental breakdown, cannibalism, reincarnation, WIP)

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2. Any super fluffy happy light hearted chicken soup for the soul non stressful funny uplifting fics, that also have a focus on plot? Preferably not suuuuper long, but any length is okay. Thank you for all your hard work mods and fellow readers!

💖 of rabbits and men by shoutowo (G, 11k, wangxian, post-canon, animal transformation, fluff & humor, getting together, Mojo’s post)

💖 From the Future for the Past by friedchickenlord (G, 27k, wangxian, time travel, fix-it, fluff & humor, happy ending, denial, pining, bullying ur younger self is in fact ok)

❤️Candy & Conspiracies by cl410 (T, 16k, wangxian, jin wwx, Mojo’s post)

💖 Bunnies and Boots by Cheonz (G, 6k, wangxian, memory loss, does this count as deaging?, crack, fluff, family feels)

💖 an impromptu visit to the city by bosbie (T, 13k, wangxian, canon divergence, modern, time travel, fluff & humor, falling in love, getting together)

💖 don't come near me by lancede (G, 1k, wangxian, no angst, crack & fluff)

💖 What Happens In The Teahouse, Stays In The Teahouse by PotterheadAvengerDemigod & theAbandoned_Grimoire (G, 2k, pre-wangxian, fluff & crack, sunshot campaign, voice acting)

💖 Dimples by bodhan (G, 2k, wangxian, fluff & humor, sibling bonding)

💖 blue-ribbon bunny by cicer (G, 15k, wangxian, modern, shapeshifting, supernatural elements, fluff & humor)

💖 ridiculous future bullshit series by sami (T, 47k, wangxian, modern era, immmortality, fluff & humor)

💖 Lan Xichen's Day Off by WeAllCatchFoxes (G, 3k, wangxian, fluff & humor, fix-it, getting together)

💖 Nice work if you can get it by deliciousblizzardshark (M, 11k, wangxian, protective LWJ, genius LWJ, post-canon, fluff & humor, getting together, chief cultivato LWJ)

💖 All According to Plan by cerbykerby (M, 2k, wangxian, fluff & humor, arranged marriage, fox WWX, dragon LWJ)

💖 Fanclubs do, in fact, save lives series by greenies_stuff (T, 6k, wangxian, fix-it, fluff & humor, LWJ the president of YLLZ FanClub, premarital h*nd h*lding)

Jiang Cheng and Lan Wangji being bros series by JiangChengLotus (T, 99k, wangxian, JC&LWJ, JC/LXC, chaos)

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3. hello! are there any fics that discuss the fact that wwx most likely broke all his bones from falling into the burial mounds. I know the la and donghua have resentful energy sort of catching him, but I'm interested in fics where he actually falls and uses resentful energy to knit himself back together, or where his bones healed wrong and he is in pain bc of it.

💖 Twelve Moons and a Fortnight series by stiltonbasket (M, wangxian, 478k, Mojo’s post) ❤️ three surgeries and a mercy kill by MarbleGlove (T, 11k, medical procedures, fix-it, Mojo’s bookmark) decay by antebunny (G, 16k, wangxian, canon divergence, angst w/ happy ending, misunderstandings, miscommunication, fix-it, hurt/comfort) in the crush of the dark by seularen (E, 5k, wangxian, body horror, dismemberment, chronic pain, post-canon, flashbacks, hurt/comfort, case fic, angst w/ happy ending)

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4. Hii mod L , hope you're fine and great **I am well even if my feet are trying to kill me thanks to work :’) Mod L**....it is my first ask I don't know about this very much ..but I am craving for wangxian fanfictions recently. so I want you to suggest me some great fanfiction according to you ... it would be great if I can get to see whipped wuxian

💖 spider lilies to sunflowers by cicer (E, 33k, wangxian, ABO, YL WWX, fairy tale elements, mpreg, omega LWJ, lwj topping from the bottom) and other cicer’s works!

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5. Im really in the mood for madam yu to gradually come to accept wei wuxian into her family

❤️ Hope series by RoseThorne (T, 49k, wangxian, time travel, my bookmark)

An Almost Lan by shinigami2174 (M, 42k, wangxian, LQR/YZY, slow burn, romance, angst, fluff & smut, not JFM friendly, good parents YZY & LQR, enemies to lovers, hurt/comfort, WIP)

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6. hello!! hope that you are doing well <3 I was wondering if you had any fics that were historical AU but like ideally regency/victorian. I just feel like wangxian would have really good pride and prejudice vibes lol. thanks!!

(our friendship) up against the ropes by daltoneering (E, 36k, wangxian, modern, friends to lovers, getting together, experienced LWJ, fluff & smut) this is a modern au with a GENEROUS helping of 2005 pride + prejudice references bc i havent read the regency/victorian au fics just yet but was reminded of it

Detective Wei Wuxian series by krazieLeylines (E, 133k, wangxian, major character death, historical, 19th century, gothic, murder mystery, supernatural elements, pining, slow burn, angst w/ happy ending)

Half Agony, Half Hope by queenklu (T, 105k, wangxian, Persuasion au, pining, broken engagement, not YZY or JFM friendly, secrets, espionage, child injury)

The Aristocrat and The Fallen Exorcist by midohana & Starkindler123 (T, 44k, wangxian, victorian au, supernatural elements WIP)

An Accurate (Anachronic) Jianghu Christmas Carol by Mikkeneko (T, 7k, background wangxian, crack, Dickens era)

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7. Hello! I was wondering if you knew of any fics where WWX’s cultivation is shown like a chronic illness? Or any where he suffers with a chronic illness? I’m in need of LWJ taking care of his man T_T thank you so much in advance!

❤️ to arrive late is better than not to arrive at all by Moominmammashandbag (M, 35k, wangxian, angst w/ happy ending, soulmates, chronic illness, hanahaki disease as a curse, feelings realization, angst, fluff, smut)

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8. Hello, for your next in the mood for, may i ask for fics focused on wangxian fics that can give me some second hand embarrassment. Not the type of cringy fics or smth, just where they are portrayed hilariously I'd get embarrassed and want to poke or hit them in head.

The Golden Cutsleeve by syrus_jones (E, 77k, wangxian, fluff & crack, no sunshot au, first times, accidental sex, porn w/ plot, happy ending)

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9. plz plz is there a story like this? i think it would be so fun to read! @xiaokuer-schmetterling

❤️ Lynchpin by ShanaStoryteller (not rated (I’d say T), 103k, JC & WWX, wangxian, time travel, fix-it, Mojo’s post)

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10. Hello! For “I’m in a mood for…” do you know of any good body swap Wangxian fics?

voyeurs make the worst spies by BeStillMySlashyHeart (T, 1k, wangxian, outsider POV, reunions, body swap)

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11. Hello wangxianficfinder! Hope you're having a good day! I would like to ask if there are any other fics like "Bodyguard king" by 74243 about lesbian d/s wangxian wherein they had established a nonsexual 24/7 dom/sub relationship? Before or after a romantic relationship? @kaitou-cure-prism12

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12. Hello, I have been searching fics where wwx is jealous but alas couldn't find a lot. Can you please suggest some where wwx is jealous for lwj?

A Half Truth is A Whole Lie by MilkyLane96 (E, 12k, wangxian, love confessions, misunderstandings, feelings, marriage proposal, jealous WWX, WIP)

The man from the future by SerlinaBlack (T, 3k, wangxian, time travel, crack treated seriously, jealous WWX)

Four Parts Honey and One Part Vinegar by masked (T, 13k, wangxian, post-canon, 5+1, Mojo’s post)

💖 Hanguang-jun’s Husband by lilacevergarden (alittlemorecreative) (T, 6k, wangxian, time travel, bullying ur younger versions, jealous wwx)

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13. do you have any fics where someone is obsessed/in love w lan zhan and lwj genuinely doesn’t even notice/care because he is so in love with wei ying. thanks!!! <3

Criteria by incendir (T, 10k, wangxian, 4+1)

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14. Hello! Idk if this has already been asked before, but I'm in the mood for immortal wangxian (both or either one is okay), so will you help me find some? Thank you very much.

不忘 | Don't Forget by dragongirlG (E, 50k, wangxian, time travel, reincarnation, fix-it of sorts, social media, identity porn, reunion, pining, angst w/ happy ending, modern era, artist WWX)

We Were Never Strangers by NeverEnoughWangxian (M, 36k, wangxian, reincarnation, modern w/ cultivation, college student WWX, rogue cultivator WWX, immortal LWJ, immortal LSZ, dreams, pining, getting together, happy ending)

💖 so you’ve been robbed by a museum by yukla (M, 6k, wangxian, modern, pining, getting together, immortal wangxian, Mojo’s post)

💖 Persistence of Memory by Admiranda (M, 41k, wangxian, post-canon, past character death, reincarnation, immortal WWX, immortal LSZ, coming of age)

💖 "It's Heating Up in the Cold Springs of Gusu Lan! You Won't Believe This Artwork Really Exists!" by Admiranda (M, 5k, wangxian, present day, immortal wangxian)

💖 The World We Made by updatebug (T, 80k, wangxian, the old guard au, immortal LWJ, modern au, angst w/ happy ending)

💖 Wandering Souls, Wild Ghosts by belleweather (E, 49k, wangxian, immortal wangxian, post-canon, victorian era, case fic, check all the tags)

💖love, in fire and blood by cicer (E, 360k, wangxian, immortal WWX, slow burn, pining, arranged marriage, Mojo’s post)

💖 the recluse at the end of the moonlit path by b_ofdale (T, 29k, wangxian, modern, reincarnation, immortal LWJ, light angst, reunions)

💖 I would wait for a thousand years by bleuett (T, 10k, wangxian, post-canon, immortal LWJ, memory loss, hurt/comfort, curses, reunions, reincarnation, angst w/ happy ending)

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15. Hi! Love the blog and all the fics you share! I've found so many new ones and rediscovered some older ones that still bring me joy :) Do you know any fics where lwj falls for his friend's (jyl's) younger brother (wwx), or where wwx falls for his friend's (lxc's) younger brother (lwj)? TIA :D

💖 love on 35mm by fakeplasticlily (M, 26k, wangxian, modern au, college/university au, pining, LWJ is BFFs with JYL)

Brotherly Intentions by panicking (Not rated, 33k, wangxian, LXC/JC, modern, coffee shop au, teacher WWX, LWJ falls for his bro’s BF’s bro)

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16. Hi! I hope everyone is fine! Thanks for all the hard work <3 <3 I was wondering if for the next in the mood for may I ask for A) single parent!wwx? Or just wwx with sizhui goodness <3 and B) any fic with OP!wwx please <3 thank you and I hope you have an awesome day

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The storm comes and goes (and I keep walking) by Naamah_Beherit (M, 41k, canon divergence, found family, blood & injury, canonical character death, identity reveal, no romance, Mojo’s post here)

estuaries by vesna (mrsronweasley) (E, 34k, wangxian, modern, break up/make up, pining while fucking, single dad, angst w/ happy ending)

Floriography by ms_134340 (T, 15k, wangxian, flower shop au, teacher WWX, single dad WWX, sick character, flower language, fluff, romance)

And They Were Quarantined series by thunderwear (E, 49k, 3 works (complete), wangxian, 3zun)

River Eyes by AgentFreeWill (G, 5k, wangxian, single dad WWX, dragonji, pre-slash, curses)

A Knight in Shining Armor by thievinghippo (G, 6k, wangxian, single dad WWX, fluff, meet-cute)

feel it so strong (we don’t even have to say goodbye) by bee_knife (DisasterBiAlert) (E, 6k, wangxian, modern, strangers to lovers, love at first sight, single dad WWX, fluff & smut, happy ending)

diagnosis: you're in love by monsshi (G, 4k, wangxian, modern, hospital au, romance, fluff, getting together, humor, meet-cute)

Professor Lan, Babysitter Extraordinaire by Eleanor_Fenyx (G, 4k, wangxian, fluff, single parent WWX, professor LWJ, mature student WWX)

Going Home At Last by Mollshka (CaptainAmelia22) (G, 3k, wangxian, fluff & angst, happy ending, neighbor)

Xian-gege and A-Yuan series by HeloSoph (M, 17k, WWX & LSZ, wangxian, post-first siege of BM, not cultivation world friendly, not JC & NMJ & JGS & LQR friendly, golden core fix-it, truth revealed, petty LWJ, hopeful ending)

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The storm comes and goes (and I keep walking) by Naamah_Beherit (Mojo’s post here)

💖 Echo, Murmur, Dream, Here by bluerainmist (M, 51k, wangxian, canon divergence, WWX survives, sect leader WWX, yiling wei sect au, slow burn, angst w/ happy ending, getting together, pining, love confessions, reunions, mind all the tags)

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17. Hii 😣 Can someone help me find these fics ?

I can't find the fics where WWX and Juniors go on Night hunts and WWX gets injured pretty bad, mixed with reconciliation with Jin Ling and JC, they're likes post canon but when I use post canom tag I can't find any of them. Completed ones with some.angst and happy endings where it has WWX, Juniors, LWJ, and/or JC and Jin Ling reconciliation,.family, healing. (I hope someone made a collection or would make a collection of these fics so they are easier to find.)

I knows there's a lot and I've read quite a few and yet I can't find any of the ones I'm looking for and can't remember there titles sob

Example, like there's a fic where the Juniors and WWX are on Night hunt and they meet a demon and need back up, WWX gets very injured, and JL Sees his past memories while the rest are trying to save them.🥺 please help me find them.

Like ones LWJ and WWX Night hunt fics where WWX nearly dies, mixed part of/ or Night hunt fics with Juniors and WWX or both WWX and LWJ similar to that, as well as JL and JC, with reconciliation fics for those three. (Like post canon stuff, even though it's possibly not tagged that way since I can't find it with the tag) And like one example above. 😣 I'm sad I'm struggling to find them all. Please 🙏@love-yiling-laozu

Don't let go by Moonlit_dewdrops (G, 7k, JC & WWX, wangxian, hurt/comfort, hurt WWX, angst w/ happy ending)

before you stumble by ribena (currently unavailable) ( yunmeng bros reconciliation, wwx bonding w juniors on a night hunt, getting hurt/injured )

Build me no shrines by occultings (M, 54k, wangxian, case fic, night hunting w/ juniors, WWX & JC reconciliation)

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18. hello!! I have a weird itch I want to scratch but do you know of any fics where it’s emphasized how lan sizhui/a yuan is the sect heir of gusu lan? thanks!! <3

promissory notes series by kakikaeru (T, 57k, LSZ/LJY, wangxian, JL/OZZ, canon typical violence, post-canon)

...Until We Get It Right by Setari (G, 5k, 2nd in series and it’s recommended to read the first fic first, 5+1, kid fic, next generation, family feels)

Mending the Pieces by JustAWanderingBabbit (G, 98k, 3zun, post-canon, reincarnation) a third-generation fic in which the 3Zun have reincarnated together into a commoner village; LSZ is Sect Leader by then.

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19. I was hoping I could ask for some JadesYing/Xichen/Wangji/Wuxian fics, preferably with Jadecest but it doesn't have to be. Also hoping for some fics recs that are on tumblr and/or Twitter or something because I have read a lot from AO3 but I would still take recs from AO3, I just was hoping for more recs from other sites too! I like happy endings mostly and bottom Wei Ying. Thanks 🥰

Grey Eyes to Kill a Ghost. by JaenysBloodcourt (M, 3k, LWJ/WWX/LXC, no incest, threesome, post-canon, angst w/ happy ending)

The Lan brothers and Wei Ying make porn series by Foregone_Shadow (E, 76k, LWJ/WWX/LXC, modern, porn au, incest, threesome, past rape/non-con, mind all the tags in all the works!)

wwx gets railed series by Anonymous (E, 12k, LWJ/WWX/LXC, PWP, mind all the tags)

给我再去相信的勇气 // the courage to believe by howodd5ever (E, 55k, LWJ/WWX/LXC, threesome, incest, dual cultivation, burial mounds settlement days, dub-con, undernegotiated kink, angst, check all the tags)

take this weight of mine by soliloqui (E, 85k, LWJ/WWX/LXC, post-canon, seclusion, depression, dissociation, PTSD, panic attacks, suicidal thoughts, self-harm, dual cultivation, incest, hurt/comfort, smut, angst w/ happy ending)

Embers by xantissa (E, 38k, LWJ/WWX/LXC, angst, fluff, falling in love, sex curse, dub con, hurt/comfort, grief, sibling incest, happy ending)

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20. Hello, I am in the mood for a fic that is not Jiang friendly and shows wwx getting the help he needs after the abuse from madame yu.

💖 in payment, a hand series by justdoityoufucker (M, 10k, wangxian, not jiang friendly, amputation, injury recovery, self reflection, abusive YZY, families of choice)

💖rain falls and soaks into the earth by RoseThorne (T, 37k, wangxian, no war au, near death, hurt WWX, psychological trauma, depression, justice, fear, angst, attempted murder, recovery, mind all the tags, series in progress)

the peaceful old broad river by Sienne (Not rated, 11k, WQ & WWX & WN, hinted wangxian, WQ pov, time travel, found family, family feels, no golden core transfer)

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the-insomniac-emporium · 4 years ago

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I love your writing.

if it's not too much trouble may i make a request? I'm thinking the Dimitrescu women meeting and/or courting a fellow immortal.

the circumstances of the immortal's powers and possession of immorality are entirely up to you. I just like the idea of them meeting someone they could literally spend forever with...because they deserve it ❤

I wasn't sure if you wanted a story or headcanons? I went with HCs, here, but if you wanted more of a drabble or whatever just lemme know and I'll write something like that.

Also, I got excited and carried away so this has the whole Dimitrescu family, plus shorter ones for both Mother Miranda and Donna. Admittedly Alcina's is also a little on the shorter side? I tried to write everything that came to mind, but I am kinda tired right now, sorry. Might reblog this and add some more later.

(Under read-more for length)

Cassandra:

Tries (and fails) to hide her excitement. Mortality is one of the bigger things that has made her keep her distance to others, at least in the past. Every Maiden she’s ever been the slightest bit smitten with, up until this point, has been incredibly fragile. Seeing as she’s not exactly the softest person, one can easily imagine why that would be a turn off for her. But now that’s no longer a problem!

On the other had… having an immortal partner gives Cassandra pause. Why? Because what if they breakup? Normally, she can just, ahem, “dispose” of any exes (regardless of how much it hurts) so she doesn’t have to see them/deal with them anymore. If that’s not an option, she’ll definitely take longer than usual to do anything about her feelings. She wants to be sure, 100%, before she gets in over her head. Chances are she won’t hold back for as long as she wants though.

Likely to have a loud, messy confession. She’ll have been avoiding you for a few days, always ducking out of whatever rooms you enter, leaving you both hurt and confused. After enlisting the help of her sisters, you’ll be able to corner her outside. She’ll tell you, under no uncertain circumstances, to leave her alone. But you’ll refuse, demanding an explanation.

“I thought we had something. I thought you cared,” you’ll snap, eyes watering. “If that’s changed… if I was wrong, just tell me. I’ll leave and I’ll never come back.” Cue thunder and raining (because tropes) and Cassandra dramatically pulling you into a kiss, holding you so tightly you think you might bruise. Then she’s demanding that you stay, refusing to apologize but making it clear just how much she does care.

Being immortal, you’re not as defenseless as some of Cassandra’s past interests. Naturally, she doesn’t get quite as protective as she normally would. She’ll still have your back no matter what, ready to fight by your side against any foe, and will probably consider doing so a “fun bonding activity”. Oh, some lycans are encroaching on Dimitrescu territory? Time to go destroy them, as a power couple!

Despite having all the time in the world, Cassandra won’t change much of her actual courting behavior, nor the rate at which things advance. She’s still gonna get handsy fairly early on, still gonna “rah!” at you in the hallways, and still going to struggle with her jealousy.

Immortality Compatibility: I can see Cassandra going for another vampire (or vampire adjacent) creature, or someone demonic. She likes her lovers a bit rough, with some nice bite to their personalities. If you’ve got sharp teeth, or claws, or glowing eyes? Oh boy, she’s gonna be making heart eyes at you all the time.

Bela:

If your immortality isn’t immediately obvious, Bela is over the moon with joy when she finds out. Her eyes will go wide for a moment, before she tries to seem calm (so as to not freak you out), but her heart is pounding. This is what she’s been hoping for. As much as Mother Miranda has done for her family, there’s no guarantee that she’d be willing to give more. Even if Miranda granted Bela’s lover her “gift”, there was no telling what the results would be, or if the lover would survive. Now that there’s no need for such a transformation, it’s far easier for Bela to imagine herself in love (and eventually be in love).

Slow-burn romance over a decade or longer, oops. Doesn’t even necessarily mean to take things so slowly, just doesn’t feel a need to rush things, preferring that they develop organically. With both of you having unlimited time, you’re both used to working on a very large timescale. Maidens watching the two of you probably place bets on how long it’ll take you to hold hands for the first time. Everyone knows it’s coming, but no matter how much Cassandra and Daniela complain, Bela refuses to jump into things. By the time the two of you are officially together, you’re probably madly in love with each other.

More protective than Cassandra, if only because she knows just how rare you are. Immortal or not, you likely still have a weakness, and Bela will do everything in her power to make sure no one else knows what it is. If applicable, she will also ensure she has a countermeasure readily available. For example: If you were weak to fire, she’d make sure that the castle keeps extinguishers handy, just in case. Though they should probably already do that. Not that the Dimitrescu family cares much for OSHA compliance.

Somehow grows more in love with you with every passing year, and makes sure that you know this. Whether you’ve been together for one year or one century (because in this house we ignore canon), she’s always performing little acts of love, giving constant reminders of how strongly she feels. Gifts, special dates, book recommendations, etc.

Immortality Compatibility: Bela seems like the type to go for someone with a calming presence, and perhaps somewhat of a contrast to herself. I can picture her with someone somewhat angelic, or druidic, someone very in tune with nature. She’d love to feed deer with you and relax in the forest! Or lay against a tree by your side, listening to you talk about various microorganisms for hours at a time.

Daniela:

Practically tackles you when she finds out/connects the dots. This is just like one of her romance novels, where a lonely (attractive as fuck) immortal spends years in isolation before finally meeting the love of their life, who they get to spend the rest of eternity with. Absolutely ecstatic about the whole situation. Won’t stop kissing you and pulling you close, rambling about how great it’s gonna be to spend your lives together. Honestly? Kind of overwhelming. You might have to remind her a few times that you don’t have to rush into things, considering you have all the time in the world.

Introduces you to people as her “super cool/rad immortal life partner”. Genuinely cannot bring herself to not brag about you. If her sisters haven’t found someone like you yet, you can bet that Daniela will tease them about it all the time (much to their annoyance). If Momma Alcina doesn’t, though? Dani will keep her thoughts to herself, thank you very much (being grounded at her age does not impress the s/o).

Tries not to show it, but she’s actually very nervous. You’re immortal! You’ve probably seen a lot of shit (she certainly has)! Worries about keeping you interested in her, though she would never admit it. This tends to lead to her performing ridiculous acts to showcase her affection, regardless of the cost or, like, whether or not you’d even enjoy whatever she has planned. In order to counter her anxiety, you’ll want to reassure her whenever you can, and give her plenty of “I love you”s.

Strikes a decent balance between Cassandra’s nonchalant attitude and Bela’s protectiveness. Will defend you if you need it, playing up the romantic aspect, but also entirely willing to hide behind you in a scary situation.

Immortality Compatibility: Having probably read Twilight… Dani would date a werewolf, as long as they weren’t the smelly kind. Also interested in a sort of “magical”/elemental type, especially if their powers are influenced by emotions. In other words, if someone flirts with her in front of you, and your response is to subconsciously light your hands/the other person on fire? She thinks that’s hot, pun intended.

Alcina:

“Oh? Interesting,” she’d say, smiling softly (and trying to ignore the heat rushing to her face). Similarly to Cassandra, she’d try to play it off, not wanting to seem too excited. And, well, she’s not as excited as any of her daughters are. After all, she’s had more time than them to “get used” to the idea of outliving any potential romantic interests. So, she’s not exactly desperate for a relationship, even with someone she could spend an eternity with.

That being said, if she is romantically interested in them, she’s very relieved. Outliving a loved one can be incredibly traumatizing (fuck you c*pcom, you know what you did), and knowing that you’re safe (or at least safer than most) brings her no small amount of comfort.

Also, just glad to have another person close to her age around. Her daughters are somewhat stuck as young adults, and I imagine Alcina would want someone who gained immortality a little later in life, such as herself, as opposed to, ya know, reminding her of her children. That probably goes without saying. Hopefully.

More so than her daughters, Alcina would change her level of protectiveness depending on her s/o’s power level. If you’re a shapeshifter who can also turn into a big ass dragon? Then she’s not going to coddle you. If you’re immortal but still vulnerable, then she’s going to do her best to keep you safe, even going so far as to enlist the assistance of her daughters. “If you see a single Maiden growing mistletoe, or bringing some in from the village, let me know immediately,” or something like that, depending on your weakness.

Immortality Compatibility: Definitely would want someone in a situation similar to herself, having once been truly human, only to be “elevated” by something. Bonus points if you’re another disciple of Miranda, double bonus points if Miranda specifically “made” you to be Alcina’s boo/honey/darling/dear.

Bonus! Mother Miranda:

Oh god finally someone who won’t leave her (can’t leave her). No one can take you away from her, and that’s a relief that she’s been craving for over a century. Even if romance isn’t high on her priority list, she welcomes it with open arms, glad to have someone by her side through all of life’s chaos.

Admittedly slow to trust at first, probably just using you as a tool at first. But prove yourself enough, show that your devotion is more than just misdirected self-interest, and she’ll start to warm up to you. Forming a real relationship would likely take a couple decades, similar to with Bela. Once you are together, however, the two of you are inseparable in all matters.

You’d be her #1 follower, most trusted adviser, and the only person allowed to understand 100% of her thoughts and motives. While Miranda wouldn’t allow you to be seen as the same level as her (sorry), you’d still be a legend among the villagers. To them, you’re Mother Miranda’s champion, the epitome of a devoted follower that they all aspire to emulate. Not that they know the two of you are a couple, though.

Immortality Compatibility: No gimmicks, no cheap tricks, she wants (and respects) a fellow scientist, someone who clawed their way through adversity and forged themselves into something indestructible. Double the interest if you did so for a similar cause to her own, as she would appreciate your ability to relate to her suffering.

Bonus! Donna:

Someone to play with! FOREVER! No more losing people she cares about, no more accidentally breaking people, no more people scrambling to leave. Now that she has you, she can finally spend some quality time with another (living?) person. Honestly her dolls (or at least Angie) are just as excited as she is. Regardless of her relations with the other three Lords, Donna much prefers the company of a lover.

For real though she’s shy as hell and you might not even realize who’s pulling the strings until you’ve been in her house for over a year. She’d probably use her powers to trap you inside, at least at first, though they’d be nice hallucinations. You’d have to treat the dolls nicely, especially Angie, before she’d let you interact with her.

Eventually you’d be allowed to leave, and you’d be given a key to return whenever you wanted to. Assuming that you do, in fact, come back, the two of you would have a very, very slow romance, if only because of Donna’s anxiety. Hand holding makes both of your faces turn beet red, seriously.

Immortality Compatibility: *chanting* GHOST GIRLFRIEND GHOST GIRLFRIEND POLTERGEIST PARTNER POLTERGEIST PARTNER WOOHOO! Something with a flexible, only-sometimes-tangible form, who absolutely could have left at any time but didn’t because they wanted to stay.

#cassandra dimitrescu x reader #bela dimitrescu x reader #daniela dimitrescu x reader #lady dimitrescu x reader #mother miranda x reader #donna beneviento x reader #resident evil: village #re8 village

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relaxxattack · 4 years ago

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DUDE I WANNA KNOW ALL ABOUT YOUR ANIMATED DSMP IDEA... HOW WOULD YOU TRANSLATE THE SKINS TO ACTUAL DESIGNS-

AAAAAA I LOVE GETTING ASKS LIKE THIS TYSM T^T

um as for translating skins! it would be pretty much the same way people do fanart, just figuring out what works best for each character and going from there! i think i’d try to stay as close to the mc skin as possible just for clarity. id also use a pretty cartoony and probably simplistic style!

here’s some notes on individual characters:

puffy - i was struggling with her design like a LOT until recently. i didn’t know whether to make her wool rainbow or white, or if she was part person or not! then she revealed recently it was actually a onesie and my problems were solved. i think she’s about the same amount of sheep as schlatt. horns and ears and possibly tail, but otherwise mostly human

tommy - the main changes to his outfit would be accessories (bandanna, cape when with techno) but one of the biggest changes would be his posture. tubbo - i had an amazing idea where his character would debut with blonde hair that covered his eyes. and then after the audience got used to that there’s a scene where tommy swats his head and the blonde comes off because it’s actually been a wig the whole time. he doesn’t put it back on and literally no one mentions it. after that his hair would cover his ears (so artists can keep their goat hc if they want) but very slowly horns would creep out of his head by the second season. ambiguous horns that can be dragon or goat horns

wilbur - i love how this man gave me CANON design changes. makes things sm easier. i think the lmanberg revolutionaries would take off their coats after the war but keep wearing their uniforms. so they’d be wearing mostly white during OG l’manberg. wilbur would get a new slightly different coat to indicate he’s the president. also, definitely beanies. kudos to sad-ist

quackity - shapeshifter!! his face becomes that ditto face he has whenever he changes to look like someone else. it’s not like, mentioned or pointed out by anyone tho

technoblade - i fucking hate designing this mf!!!! i want to do big cartoony pig, but i ALSO want to incorporate cool hair. i want piglin headcanons to be applicable, but i ALSO want him to be a person just w a mask so he can say “i’m a person!” without looking ridiculous. what do i do. i hate this man. philza - similar to sadist design, id kind of just add some black and some red hearts. also tons of crows surround him. crows in the background whenever he’s being foreshadowed. philza minecraft is so great

sam - canonized that he’s just wearing a mask.. thank you sam.

ranboo - i hate him almost as much as techno. “i have no preference all the designs are great!” WELL THEN HOW AM I MEANT TO DRAW YOU?? i have SORT of settled on a design but i also keep changing it. all i know is pain.

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uhhhhhhhhhsblogyea · 4 years ago

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♤| dragon ball shapeshifter au

storyline rundown

part two

tw: profanity !! a bit of gore and such

the story begins on kakarot's farm! he lives with his parents, bardock and gine, and his brother raditz.

kakarot takes his produce to the market to sell, talking to krillin who is a police officer watching over in case of robbery or stolen goods, with his wife 18 and his daughter marron.

he hangs out there and sells all his produce, making a whopping amount of money to give back to his mother to go towards their farm. so thats what he does.

later that night, raditz barged in through the door, huffing loudly and covered in purple blood. it had a reddish tint. gine and bardock jump to their feet, bardock still in his training gi and gine in her white shirt and some sweatpants. "raditz!? what happened?" bardock exclaimed, gine following up with "why are you covered in... purple blood!?" this caused kakarot to come out of his room in a rush, "h-h-holy s-shit! i didnt kill anyone i swear mom, mom, dad please, i wouldn't do that!" raditz panicked. "s-something tried to attack me! i didnt know what to do so i attacked back!!" he tries to wipe the blood off, it being on his face.

whatever happened, scared raditz enough to make him shake in fear and what seems to be regret despite it being to protect himself.

kakarot however, still was unsure what happened. his father said he would explain in the morning, the situation was too dire for kakarot to get involved - especially with the police.

in town, vegeta covered his bloodied chest, panting as he hid deep in an alleyway. "goddammit," he huffs, slicking his hair back to keep the human bangs out of his face. hes got a huge gash across his chest, thanks to that damned raditz he happened to work with. luckily, he was morphed into some other alien lifeform and not his original shift state. he slowly morphed into a bird, a finch, and flew off to him apartment. he always kept his window cracked just in case this were to happen. just his luck, we wont be able to eat and to heal he needs that energy for food or else hell be out asleep for awhile.

he decides calling off work, so thats what he does. what he doesnt expect is a man with a thick ass fucking tail and slicked back purple hair and red eyes to be reading a book, lounging like a king on his bed. "f... frieza!?" vegeta says, startled.

"ah hello my creation! lovely seeing you here, dont you think?" he throws the book off to the side, getting up and striding over to the bloodied vegeta. "aw looks like you got a paper cut." he jabs a finger into vegetas cut across his chest. vegeta groans in pain, a tentacle whipping around to hit frieza away into a safer distance, but the icejin blocks smoothly with his muscled tail.

from here:

wow!! you found out vegeta is a "creation" of friezas, but what exactly does that mean?

raditz gets taken in for questioning. he gets blamed for a murder that happened on the otherside of town, the law system being dumb sentenced him to 25 years in prision for a murder he didnt do

kakarot is confused, bardock telling him there arent any alien threats and it was a misunderstanding on the jury and judge's parts bc raditz was getting mugged and a murder far away happened at roughly the same time, and they were desperate to throw someone into jail.

this is a lie, to some extent. kakarot believes it, living happily thinking there are no threats

vegeta attacked raditz, needing food. shapeshifters need to eat hearts and lungs of animals as food

raditz is the one who cut him across the chest (thatd why he has a scar on his chest in the ref sheet)

kakarot has to bring crops and milk into a market farther into town sometime in the next week, it being an event ran by capsule corp, a company that produces a lot of housing and vehicles and being in business for 40 years being the anniversary that day.

vegeta is a mechanical manager, wearing fancy clothing that day since its technically a high spot in the ranks for capsule corp.

vegeta likes milk, surprisingly. it helps a lot when recovering damage, especially his species. this is when he meets kakarot

kakarot is running his stand with the crates of crops and glass jars of milk set out on display with their price, krillin with him

vegeta is annoyed he has to speak up to get the seller's attention so he grunts with an "ahem"

kakarot jumps, apologizing and asking what he wants to buy. vegeta gets his milk and some vegetables for someone he knows

"hey, whats with the fancy suit?"

"you dont know who i am?"

"no. should i?"

"i-? im vegeta! im manager of the mechanics in capsule corp!"

"oh. is the job hard?"

they conversate, as kakarot sells his produce happily listening as he was able to get the short man with a temper to talk about his job.

vegeta himself was caught off guard by this action but happily talks

this ends in kakarot running behing the stand's curtain and grabbing his business card so vegeta can have a discount on milk next time he decides to buy

vegeta takes the card walking off

the card has kakarots name and number on the back, a message saying "text me personally if you want extra, i dont mind taking some. you seem cool!"

vegeta is a bit ticked, but pockets the card

over time, vegeta and kakarot talk over text a bit, kakarot delivering him milk like an old time milk delivery boy

turns out he actually used to be one as a kid

turns out hes been into marial arts as well, a long time interest of vegetas

they bond over this, kakarot find himself growing a crush on vegeta

one time kakarot stops buy with a delivery unannounced, not knowing he typed the text but didnt send it. he knocks on vegetas apartment door, but no answer.

he checks to see if its unlocked, and it is so he lets himself in, just wanting to put the delivery on the counter and head out.

he doesnt expect to turn around and see a vegeta with a towel wrapped around his waist, tentacles coming out of his back, green eyes, and sharp ears, teeth, and claws. "K-KAKAROT!? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" he yells, surprised. he doesn't have bangs either

"why do you have tentacles?? why do you look different? why do you have that scar?"

vegeta is caught off guard, not sure if he should push kakarot out or tell him the truth. one way or another he knows the truth will spread, so he carefully debates his options

he tells kakarot the truth, hes a shapeshifter and hes insanely dangerous

kakarot is surprised dangerous aliens exist

he tells vegeta this, and deep down vegeta is mad kakarot is sheltered

little do they know as they conversate and bond, growing closer to each other kakarot finds out vegeta made a vow not to ever get in a relationship no matter how much he envied them, especially a human relationship, a certain someone is watching them and listening in, theyre keeping tabs on vegetas and kakarots feelings

trust issues amirite?

later that night, kakarot says his goodbye heading home, heart pounding. wow!!!! vegeta is... great. very great. kinda cute too, i mean what!?? no!!

kakarot rants to himself aloud in his room, window open to keep himself cool, about vegeta as he debates his feelings. he doesnt care if this seems out of character in his friends terms, all they see from him anyway is a dense fightcrazed guy with a dysfunctional relationship with an ex and his son. he realized vegeta doesnt see him like that, but, what DOES vegeta see him as?

he calls it a night

he wakes up to a "thwap, thwap, thwap" against his wooden floor

he sits up, looking around and seeing a short figure sitting at his desk.

"whos there?"

"ah, youre awake monkey! i have valuable information for you, about your lovely vegeta." the voice is squeaky

"and, who is telling me this?" kakarots interest is piqued, not seeing the mysterious figure as a threat, as of now at least

"oh-hohoho! im dr. cold! but please, call me frieza. doctor cold is my father's name."

"and what do you have to tell me about vegeta?"

"mmm, are you sure you want to know?" he gets up, beginning to pace

"theres a catch isnt there" kakarot realizes, serious

"oh! maybe you arent so dense afterall. yes, there iss monkey. its simple, deliever some of your left over crop to my facility tomorrow, i already left the address on a paper over on that... pitiful little desk of yours." frieza pauses. "vegeta will kill you if you arent careful. hes hungry, and he wants that heart. but... i think the poor creation wants it in more than one way. kill him before he kills you."

frieza hands kakarot a box cutter

"thats the only thing that will kill him. if you dont do it i expect that delivery tomorrow by midnight. if you dont show, and theres no news of him being dead, youll be a brilliant collection to my creations, monkey!" the man laughs in joy, clasping his hands together as his red eyes pierce through kakarot

kakarot reluctantly agrees, unsure how this will play out

PART TWO WILL BE MADE SOON!!!

anyway heres the part 1 of the rundown.

#shs goku #shs frieza #shs #shs vegeta #shs dbz au #dbz au #kakavege #frieza being a damn brat lol #dragon ball #I REALLY HOPE YALL FIND THIS INTERESTING #theres a lot that went into it #txt post #long post

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draconicarsonist · 3 years ago

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💚🌀🗣🐯🌈

thank you for the ask anon! i appreciate the attention, thank you for tossing enrichment into my enclosure/j

💚: What’s your favorite thing about your kintype? (The species, creature, etc)

I'm quite fond of dragons for more reasons than just because I am one. If we're talking dragons in general, I love how versatile their designs can be, you can find thousands of unique depictions of dragons from human civilizations and as an artist I love that you can take the basic draconic idea and make such interesting and different species, types, and looks that all fit under the term dragon. Its a really fun exercise in creativity to draw different kinds of dragons, and as a shapeshifter its fun to take on different draconic forms with different appearance features. Dragons are also just fucking badass and beautiful creatures whatever form or environment we live in. -[cl]

As for wolf theriotype, I love how caring and complex and thoughtful wolves can be. In human history we are painted as vicious monsters of trickery and violent desires who only wish to kill and feed themselves, but once you take your head out of pure stereotypes by humans who were only salty for the cow they lost to a wolf pack one time, you see that we have complex societies, relationships, emotions, and are a meaningful part of the ecosystems that different wolf species inhabit. Wolves are more than just themselves, they are intrinsically woven into nature and each other, can grow to care for certain humans and let them into their packs, aside from hunting and small mishaps wolves are very gentle creatures who care for each other deeply. -[gr]

🌀: Do you think kins are spiritual or psychological in nature?

I believe that both spiritual and psychological kin exist, and for us personally we experience both. We are very much spiritually drawn to nature and the sky and the experiences of being nonhuman, but feel that our shifts and phantom limbs and even the feeling of being in a memory tend to have more of a psychological source. Both are valid and genuine nonhuman/kin experiences.

🗣: Does anyone know you are otherkin? Friends, family, etc? If so, how did you tell them?

Aside from online, one person in our life knows about our identity as nonhuman and otherkin. A few months ago after "therian" was referenced in a conversation our partner and us talked about our kin identities and we/I came out as nonhuman and helped him look at and reconnect with his own nonhumanity, it was really nice and I'm very glad we can be ourselves with each other. Other than him, weve briefly mentioned small aspects of nonhumanity to a small handful of people but never elaborated any further than "i dont see myself as human." or "some people do identify as something nonhuman" (the second was while explaining the use of it/its pronouns)

🐯: Do you wish you were your kintype? Why or why not?

I very much do. There are things in this life I love, but it just isnt me. I can have deep relationships like we have here as a dragon, I miss just the experience of going through the world as a dragon, whatever form I took. So much of this life feels wrong, our body, home, family, so many people and none of them can see me. it can be hard sometimes but with our boyfriend getting to be ourselves around each other and feeling seen with him is... really nice. Having a form and an environment in our system's headspace also helps with dysphoria, but to answer the question, yes i do wish I were a physical dragon. -[cl]

It's a similar sentiment as a wolf. I miss the life of a wolf, the family of my pack, being wild in the wild and being connected with and a part of nature. I miss having a wolf body, my strength, my claws and strong jaws and tireless muscles for running hours on end. My ears that could hear sounds from far away and identify them, my nose that could smell what walked by and how long ago, could smell that a deer had passed by a bush by smelling the leaves. Paws with claws that I could dig with, bristling my fur as a warning, chewing on things. I could go on, but again, to answer the question, I wish I were a wolf, with my wolf life back. -[gr]

🌈: Talk about any other kin thing!

tldr; i go on a rant about how stigmatized alterhumanity is and how much i hate it and wish ppl would just let us be ourselves, putting it under the read more cause i dont want to just put this on ppls dash on an otherwise non-discoursey post

I hate how stigmatized being an animal in a human body is to the general population here. people who like to wear ears or be treated like a dog doing normal things in their house are put on cringe compilations and wearing ears and a tail at home is seen as sexual intrinsically and I just hate that. Too many humans are too afraid of what is different from them, they like to peg us as insane or stupid or something to be "kept in the bedroom" or otherwise private and that really irritates me because suddenly doing anything deemed a little bit too far from normal "human" behavior is something to be laughed at and shunned and this hurts not only the alterhuman community but the disabled community at large (not intended to claim alterhumanity as a disability, it is an identity not a condition, but i'm comparing the way "society" views us) when people's body moves in a way that strays from the usual way "normal" humans carry themselves its viewed with fear or unease or disgust and this is just something that I feel is one of those things in human society that hopefully will get worked on over time so people get more accepting and accepted but right now its just causing a lot of shame and frustration. sorry for going on this rant but i do think about this. Forgot to mention the furry community in this too, it should be ok for people who do identify as human to also wear ears or a tail or a fursuit and have fun playing as animals in a nonsexual manner (not shaming ppl who do like kink pet play and stuff but im talking more out in the general world) and be allowed to do so without fear of being shamed and viewed with disgust or fear of literal actual violence because of expressing something they want to do.

#long post #text heavy #sorry for the massive post i just really enjoy elaborating on things #txt #and yes i did spend fucking forever on this thank you <3 #oh right the [cl] and [gr] tags are put there to indicate who wrote that basically #[cl] is caelum our original big dragon system member they wrote the dragon specific bits because we have several dragon headmates #as well as our sweeping ''dragonkin'' identities and caelum gave a pretty good representation of our general draconic feelings #and [gr] is lupas tag shes our pure wolf system member so gave the best representation for our ''being a wolf'' feelings and experiences #[gr] is her tag because its like grrrrrr growling type thing #we set it before she had a name cause she was only communicating in wolf sounds for a bit before she was able to figure out human language #and still has some trouble with articulating thoughts but here we did pretty well #sorry for compulsive oversharing and stuff its the adhd/lh

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jjadegreen · 4 years ago

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ITS SPOOKY SEASON BABY !!!

And that means making spooky aus for no reason other than fun<3

In summary- jjba part 1-6 but there’s no stands/Hamon and they all exist at the same time AND everyone is a spooky monster!!! I included as many characters as I could but it’s quite easy to run out of creatures, so bear with me on a few of them. Also the joestar bloodline is just gonna all be George Joestars kids because I said so!

Also, this is all really dumb but it’s just for fun so it’s ok💕

*minor TW for mentions of death!!! Nothing graphic but I’d rather be safe

Jonathan: Frankenstein

Not exactly like the traditional Frankenstein’s monster but whatever!!

Used to be a regular kid until he died in his 20s along with Erina :(

His father, who is still alive here, doctors the hell out of his dead son and boom. Franken-son.

Most body parts are his but he lost some in his death... so like, one of his legs is just some random guys.

He is still very Jonathan... a sweet boy... beloved.

He loves flowers and plants and such!

Married to Erina!!!

Joseph: werewolf

Tbh I just feel like werewolves give off himbo energy

Ran into some spooky woods next to the Joestar mansion as a kid and came home with a wolf bite and a cool new form

The exact same as regular Joseph but with more dog attributes

Our boy will chew on a bone if he finds one. He will chase tennis balls like his life depends on it.

Him and Caesar are rivals but the kind of rivals who fight on the weekdays and watch shitty romcoms together on weekends

Jotaro: merman

Ocean man....... take me by the hand...... lead me to the land.......

Ok but in all seriousness. You know why Jotaro is a merman. Silly little ocean man.

Edgy bastard but he will go entirely soft if you bring out a sea creature

I have 0 idea how he became this. He probably pissed off an ocean witch or something and she made him a merman

H20: just add water type transformation. If he touches water, BOOM now he has a tail

He does not let that stop him

Kakyoin is his best buddy!! He also hangs out w/ Polneraff and Avdol

Jolyne: witch

Jolyne is just a lesbian witch. Is that too much to want

Idk anything about witches so I dunno!!! Maybe she just like. Decided to be a witch. I think there are real witches and I don’t want to disrespect anyone

Although she is the Halloween-y, pointy hat, black robe witch. She makes potions and stuff.

She has diverted her potion experience into cooking

She makes THE BEST fucking pastries

Josuke: werewolf (like father like son)

Even tho Joseph is not his dad here they give off similar energies

Joseph bit him while they were arguing and boom boom werewolf

In a band!!! With oku, koichi and yukako!!

Rohan is their manager

Best friends with Okuyasu and Koichi

He will cry if he doesn’t eat for 4 hours

Giorno: vampire

Vampire for obvious reasons

He’s technically everyone’s nephew because he’s DIOs son (who is biologically a joestar here)

He’s not in the mafia! He just hangs out with the bucci gang!

Despite having the ability to make it seem like he knows what’s going on, he never does

Never

Pudding cups are banned from the mansion because he will devour them in just a few seconds

Vegan, but will never pass up drinking the blood from someone he hates

You guys know I’d never stop at just the jojos

Erina: Frankensteins bride!

Died with Jonathan and was brought back the same way as him

Baker!!!

Very close with Speedwagon

Speedwagon: former ghost hunter

Our man was a ghost hunter until actually meeting a ghost (probably Reimi) and deciding that maybe he could just be a normal man instead

He lives with the joestars because he’s really close with Jonathan and Erina

He and Will were a ghost/vampire hunting duo

Will Zeppeli: former vampire hunter (who is now a vampire lol)

Once Speedwagon decided to just be friends with all the monsters he followed

Caesar: vampire

Don’t ask why caesar is a vampire even though that’s DIOs thing. Caesar gives off vampire energy.

He acts like he hates Joseph but believe me they are in love

Him and Suzie Q are the most powerful friendship you could imagine

Suzie Q: fairy!

Just a little fairy girl! That is it!

Badass bitch. Probably uses her tiny size to steal from everyone

Smokey: literally a normal dude

Caesar was going to suck his blood but decided that Smokey was too nice for that date

The joestars of course got attached to him immediately

Kakyoin: Tree Nymph

TREE MAN!!! TREE MAN!!!

His hair noodle is a branch that grows a cherry

Iggy: Cerberus type dog

Jotaros pet dog!!!

Absolute bastard

Avdol: Phoenix

Fire bird. Self explanatory.

Polnareff: centaur

Yes he still has the stupid hair. Would he be polnareff without it?

Avdol simp

Koichi: shapeshifter

He’s a shapeshifter because I said so even tho it makes no sense!!!

He does so many favours for everyone

In a band w/ oku, Josuke + yukako

Okuyasu: zombie

Why a zombie? Because Okuyasu has no brain

He’s a simple man. You put food in front of him and he eats it on sight

In a band w/ koichi, Josuke + yukako

Yukako: siren

I just feel like a long haired pretty woman gives off siren vibes

In a band!!! You have heard it three times you know the drill

Rohan: can transform into a dragon??? I guess???

I’m gonna be honest I’m just running out of ideas

Band manager

Tonio: can transform into a caladrius

@c-c-cherry told me this is some kinda healing bird??? I’m choosing to trust her don’t betray me Cherry

Reimi: ghost, obviously

No notes needed you get it. She’s a ghost

Mista: gargoyle

Stinky man!!! Stinky stone man!!! Never showers because he’s a stone man!!!

Bruno: angel<3

He’s already a perfect angel in the show why would I need to change that!!

Bruabba is canon He is married to Abbacchio

Abbacchio: demon

Goth demon man to contrast Bruno’s infinite light

He is married to Bruno because bruabba is real

Narancia: ghost

I’m literally just imagining narancia pulling so many stupid pranks as a ghost which is the whole reason I chose this for him

Fugo: reaper

Imagine like. Edgy son of the grim reaper who doesn’t want to be a reaper so he runs off and becomes friends with a wacky group of creatures. That’s fugo baby!

Trish: imp

Im almost out of ideas

Probably half human? Diavolo would definitely be an imp as well

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This was very bad but fun

Thank u Cherry for being my emotional support while I tried to come up with so many different monsters

Also yes!! Some of them aren’t exactly monsters but I am just a little creature who doesn’t want to spent a week looking for the perfect monsters for every character

Love you all mwah mwah

#jjba #jojos #jojo’s bizarre adventure #jojo #long post

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alovesongshewrote · 4 years ago

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Swords and Stab Wounds | Hisirdoux Casperan

Plot: You had moved to Arcadia to avoid participating in world ending cataclysms, but fate had something else in mind. Now you’re helping stop the Eternal Night in some unconventional ways. [Hisirdoux Casperan x StronglyHintedtobeaDemigodorOtherMagicalCreature!Gender Neutral!Reader]

Word Count: 2,364 approx.

Warnings: Stabbing, minor mentions of blood, a wee bit of angst, swearing, Archie doesn’t like you (it’s because of the stabbing,)

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This wasn’t happening.

Nope, nope, nopenopenopenopenopenopenopenope, not today.

You were not okay with this, so you had elected to ignore it. But that never works, does it?

So, now you were face to face with a great monster beyond comprehension. The sky was orange, monsters and men were fighting everywhere, and some lady in golden armor was pretty clearly trying to take over the world. And you had moved to Arcadia to avoid this kind of thing.

You sighed. This demonic creature of sin wouldn’t wait for you to process everything that had happened today. It was time for action. You looked around for something to defend yourself with. There wasn’t much. Just a few sticks and a fast-food cup. You wished you had a sword. Any sword. There were no swords. You turned back to the awful horrible abomination advanced above the human mind. It was advancing. That wasn’t good.

Before you could decide whether to run, fight, or give up, a boy emerged from absolutely nowhere and struck the thing with a guitar, killing it instantly. This did not phase you, stranger things have, in fact, happened.

“You alright darling?”

Oh shit, he was talking to you. And he had an accent. Nice.

“Uh, yeah, I’m good,”

The boy gave you a thumbs up and ran back into the fray. You should’ve probably gotten in there too, but also nyeeeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, no thank you.

As if it had heard your hesitation, the universe decided to make this worse for everyone involved and blow up some various objects. You couldn’t tell what it was, you just saw fire and smoke. And then you heard the screams. As done with war and fighting as you were, you couldn’t stand by and let innocent people suffer.

It was time to go find a sword.

Finding a sword was not as hard as it sounded. There were a lot of them lying on the ground, just none in the spot where you’d been attacked. T’was inconvenient. As you fought, you realized that these were probably weapons of the deceased. You could mourn later, now was the time to- DUCK.

You maneuvered around one of the regular bad monsters (not the colossal tower of pure malice that you’d been saved from earlier,) finding an opening and striking. Fighting came to you as easy as breathing. Since you were a child you’d been fighting. Fighting for your family, your friends, your home. And now you were fighting again, for the innocent. When would the forces of evil take a nap?

‘Probably never,’ you thought as you slid under a sword, turning on your knees to slice the back of the creature’s knees.

Maybe it’s good that some things never change. Evil always wants to fight, and knees are always a weak point.

You stood, taking a deep breath as you looked at the carnage around you. Most of it was actually caused by you. You were very good with a sword.

“Woah,” a voice came from behind you. You spun around, pointing the tip of your blade at the new opponent, but instead of another rock-thing, you found the boy who had saved you earlier.

You lowered your blade, “Hey,”

The boy walked towards you, taking in the field of rock at your feet, “This is-”

“Different?”

“Nuclear! Maybe you didn’t need my help after all,”

“Oh, no, I totally did. I had no weapon and no hope,”

The boy seemed taken aback by your words. Arcadians probably weren’t this blunt, at least under normal circumstances. You weren’t sure, you had only lived here a week.

“Alright then, do you-”

“DOUXIE, LOOK OUT!!” a voice called. You had no idea where it came from, but you didn’t care. A monster had appeared behind the boy, and it was ready to strike. You had five seconds to do something.

And in those five seconds, you did what anyone else would do and you ran them both through with your sword. It was super effective.

The boy cried out in pain, because, you know, he’d just been stabbed, and the monster crumbled to stone behind him. Good. Now all that was left was to take care of the boy.

You withdrew your sword from his abdomen, earning a groan of pain, “You-you stabbed me,”

“Yes, you’re very observant, now let me see it,”

You put your weapon on the ground, not super jazzed about his blood coating the blade. Oh well, sometimes sacrifices must be made.

You helped the boy lie on the ground and moved your hands above his wound. You were ready to go, but then a dragon attacked you.

It wasn’t a big dragon. In fact, it was about the size of a cat. However, size doesn't really matter when it comes to damage dealt, and this cat-dragon was dealing a lot of damage.

“What the fu-”

“STAY AWAY FROM HIM,” Oh, so this was an angry cat-dragon. Probably the boy’s.

“Okay, dude, calm down, I can’t help if you don’t let me,”

“You’ve helped enough!” Cat-dragon was still not pleased with you. And was still attacking, so you moved your hands, stopping the creature in mid-air, grabbing it from where it flew.

“Okay, look,” you sighed, “I am sorry I stabbed your friend, but if you don’t let me heal him, he will die,”

“Ughhh, thanks for that,” you wondered if the boy was always this funny, or if it was just the stab wound talking.

The cat-dragon fixed you with a terrifying glare, one that would have turned you to stone if you didn’t have work to do, “I will let you help him, but if you try anything you’ll be burned to a crisp before your body hits the ground,”

It was an impressive threat, especially from such a small creature.

“Don’t worry,” you said, setting the cat-dragon down, “I won’t hurt him anymore,”

The cat-dragon then turned into an actual cat, curling up next to the boy’s head. It was then you realized that the creature was wearing some really nice glasses. You had several questions but now was not the time.

Wasting no more time, you shut your eyes and took a deep breath. Silently, you placed your hands upon the boy’s stab wound, wincing slightly at the feeling of his blood covering your skin. You felt bad about it. There were probably better ways to kill that monster, but you couldn’t focus on that right now. You had to focus.

And so you did. And the magic flowed through you. It was soft and warm, and bright. You relaxed, letting the spell numb you, calming your nerves, and mending your broken skin. It felt like a soft fire, lighting your soul ablaze, and taking everything else with it. And then you felt numb. The magic was burning through you, and burning out. Exhaustion began to claw at you, but you bit your lip and persisted. You were nowhere near finished.

Now it was the boy's turn. Raising your hands, you let the spell drip from you and onto him. Hopefully, the magic had taken enough energy from you to spare him from the numb fatigue that tore into you. God knows you’d already caused him enough pain.

Fortunately, it didn’t take long for the magic to heal him. A few minutes went by and his breathing returned to normal. He would be okay.

And with your positive diagnosis, you let the spell go, releasing the energy into the universe and knocking you over. You elected to remain on the ground, groaning. You could hear the cat-dragon-cat talking to the boy. You should probably say something too.

“You alright?”

“Yeah, yeah, thanks for that,”

You waited for a moment. Something else blew up nearby, but you needed a minute before you had the energy to care about it.

“I’m sorry I stabbed you. I really couldn’t think of another way,”

“Why not let the troll attack me, and if I got hurt you could heal me then?”

“I couldn’t know how bad it would hurt you. I don’t know very much about what’s going on here. But I do know that I can heal a stab wound. A… what did you say troll? A troll attack I don’t know if I could manage,”

“That’s… fair?”

“Thanks,” you nodded, even though he probably couldn’t see you. There was more silence, another explosion. You really wanted a nap.

“So, your cat-dragon talks?”

“Uh, yeah, he’s a shapeshifter, actually. My familiar,”

“Dope,”

“My name is Archie, however, you may not address me at all, much less by my name,”

“That’s fair,” you said, closing your eyes. There was a rock digging into your side. You couldn’t nap here, “I did almost kill your guy,”

“My name is Douxie,”

“Cool, cool, cool, I’m (Y/N),” you sat up and turned to face him, letting yourself take him in for the first time.

He was definitely cute. He was tall with a very nice face and hazel eyes that stunned you for a moment. His black was dyed blue at the ends, and the ends themselves were so long that they hung in his face. He had an aesthetic going for him for sure, a black hoodie, skull necklace. What would that be, cryptidcore? Dark academia? Punk? The metal cuff on his wrist definitely added to the confusion, but it probably didn’t matter too much what aesthetic this guy subscribed too. Maybe, if one day fate was kind enough to let him forgive you for stabbing him you could ask.

For now, there were more pressing questions, “So, what’s your deal? You have a familiar, so you’re either a witch or a wizard,”

“Wizard. What about you? Not everyone in this town can run a man through with a sword and heal him immediately after,”

“Good to know. In short, I’m a healer witch with a sword. In long-form I was a child soldier sent into a war that I never should have been a part of because of who my parents were,”

“Oh... (Y/N) I’m... I’m sorry-”

“It’s not your fault, it was a long time ago,”

“A long time?” Douxie sat up, “So you-”

“Yeah, I’ve been around for a while,”

There was another second of silence while you both tried to figure out what to say next, but that stopped being a problem almost instantly.

“Douxie, I don’t want to stop you from bonding with the witch who stabbed you,” Archie said in a way that made it 100% clear that he absolutely wanted to stop Douxie from bonding with the witch who stabbed him, “But there is still a battle going on,”

“Right,” the wizard stood up now, without any sign that he’d been dying a moment before. You’d done well healing him.

“Well, (Y/N), I guess I’ll see you on the other side,” he extended a hand to you.

You looked up at him. Maybe this was the start of forgiveness. That would be nice.

You took his hand and stood.

“See you on the other side, wizard,” you took a moment, debating whether or not this next move would be a good idea. It was a bad one, but you went for it anyway, “Bye Archie. I like your glasses,”

You ran off before the cat could threaten your life again.

It had been, like, a week, since Morgana and the rock squad had tried to bring Night Eternal to Arcadia, and you were settling in pretty well.

You had finally unpacked all of your things, including your decently sized sword collection, now with the addition of a Gumm-Gumm sword (not the same one that you’d nearly killed Douxie with. You still felt guilty about that and you’d decided to pick up a new one.)

Now, you were out for a walk near a bookstore. It looked interesting enough, so you decided to look into the front window, only to jump out of your skin when you saw Douxie on the inside, sweeping away at the floor. Unfortunately, he also saw you. So you decided to run.

You didn’t get very far. The wizard caught up to you almost immediately without having to run. It was your fault though. You had run into a dead-end alleyway.

“(Y/N)! Hey! How’ve you been? I haven’t seen you since-”

“Since I stabbed you. I’m sorry about that by the way,”

“I mean… I wasn’t going to say that, but you are forgiven,”

“Great! Now if you excuse me, I’m just gonna,” You began to walk to the end of the alley, planning on climbing over the wall to get out of this awkward situation, but once again, you did not get far.

“Would you like to get coffee sometime?”

You froze with one leg already on the wall. Slowly, you turned to face him. “I’m sorry, but did I not stab you a week ago?”

“Well, yes, but I don’t see how that interferes with coffee,”

“Why-what-how do you,”

“Are you okay, love?”

“Why don’t you hate me!?”

Douxie blinked and then smiled at you. Your knees felt weak. Was that a wizard thing? Was he doing that?

“You weren’t trying to hurt me, you were just doing what you thought was right. You have a weird way of doing things, but I respect it. Archie on the other hand-”

“Will your familiar kill me if I get coffee with you?”

Douxie put a hand to his chin, “He might try, but I won’t let him,”

You laughed at that, just a little, “Good. In that case, I’d love to get coffee sometime,”

“Brilliant! Now, do you want to get out of this alleyway?”

“Yes,”

“Okay, let’s go,”

And from there, the two of you had a very nice conversation on the way back to the bookstore where Archie tried to burn you alive.

It was a nice walk though, despite the singed edges on your clothing from the familiar at your destination. From the sounds of things, you’d get to know what aesthetic the wizard subscribed to very soon. And for the first time in a long time, you actually looked forward to something.

#hisirdoux casperan x reader #douxie x reader #hisirdoux casperan #douxie #this had no planning put into it lol #hisirdoux x reader #toa hisirdoux #lovesong's writing

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Eyes on Fire | Chapter 10

a/n: hi guys! I’m so sorry to keep you in the wait for chapter 10! my car broke down (twice) and I was stranded on the side of a freeway frontage road for,,,longer than I care to remember in this heat. I couldn’t even imagine writing while my hair was falling out from stress. anyway, the toyota is back up and running and so am I with new chapters! I also have this story posted on wattpad for people to share more easily which I can link in another post. I appreciate all the support I have gotten. the love keeps me going!

possible warnings: drunkeness, passing out, illusions to death

Chapter 10 – Inferno

The next morning, I rolled over right into Zuko as I woke up. I had half-expected him not to be there, but being greeted by the warmth of his body was welcome.

“Good morning,” he greeted.

“No,” I replied hoarsely. I pulled the sheets over my head, hiding my face in his chest.

“Five more minutes?”

“Yes.” I said, my voice muffled.

A soft knock sounded at the door and an attendant came into the room.

“Good morning, Highness and Sayuri. Breakfast will be ready soon. The Avatar and his companions are waiting,” he said.

I groaned loudly in response.

“We will be ready in a few minutes,” Zuko said. I heard the door close softly. “Looks like you’re going to have to get up.”

“Can’t believe I don’t get morning cuddles,” I groaned, turning away from him.

“I was looking forward to them, too.” Zuko pulled the sheets from over my head and placed a soft kiss on my forehead and worked his way down to my lips. Another knock on the door.

“Good morning, Highness and Sayuri. I have clothes for both of you here,” Lin said by way of greeting, placing bundles on an ottoman. “Your Grace, the dressers will be in soon to help you get ready.”

“Morning, Lin,” I replied.

“Thank you, Lin,” Zuko said.

I covered my face with the sheets yet again. Zuko forced them off, giving me a look. With another knock at the door, the royal dressers came filing in. I got up and made my way to the bundle of clothes waiting for me.

“I guess this is my cue to exit. What a pity I can’t stay for the show,” I said, sassily as I walked toward the changing screen in Zuko’s chamber.

“Someone’s being a brat this morning,” Zuko remarked.

“Sure am,” I replied.

After we were dressed, we went out to join the rest of the gang for breakfast. The plan was for me to leave the palace by ostrich-horse, alone, and to go to the marketplace and open the Tavern as I usually would on any other afternoon. The rest of the gang would come by later in disguise for the diversion. I wouldn’t be able to see Zuko until later, so I prepared myself to say goodbye outside the palace, just before we reached the gates.

“I’ll see you later, then,” I said.

“I will,” Zuko replied, moving a piece of hair away from my face.

I took his hands and held them in mine. “I’m sorry for being a brat this morning. I’m really cranky when I first wake up. My grandpa says I’m an obake.”

“Ah, yes a shapeshifter. That makes sense,” Zuko replied, smirking.

I perched on my tiptoes to give him a kiss. “I’ll see you soon. Don’t worry.”

“That isn’t my strong suit, but I’ll try.”

“You have to trust me and your friends, Zuko. We’re gonna help you stop this, once and for all.” I started to move toward the ostrich-horse when Zuko grabbed my arm.

“Sayuri, I need to tell you something.”

“What would that be?”

“I—uh,” he scratched the back of his neck and looked down at the ground.

“What is it, Highness?”

“I think you have great breath control. That will suit you well today.”

I narrowed my eyes in confusion and turned around to hop up onto the ostrich-horse. “Thanks, I guess. See you later.” I nudged the animal to move with my foot and started toward the gate. I turned my head briefly to see Zuko smacking his head with his hand in frustration. I maneuvered the ostrich-horse down the switchbacks, and left him with the Chen family to watch until I could bring him back to the palace stable.

I made my way over to the Tavern on foot to get the shopping lists and to attempt to go about my day. I knew Zuko had guards watching me in disguise, but I still felt anxious about being alone. I went about my business at the marketplace as calmly as I could. I ordered plums, rice, and picked up some new yunomi for the Tavern. By the time I got back from the marketplace, it was nearly time to open. I quickly set up the tea kettle and made sure there was enough bottled sake and wine for service. I walked over to the door, took a deep breath, and unlatched it. I turned to my left and snapped my fingers to light the candle signifying we were open.

“Now, I wait,” I said to myself. I heard a tapping on the back door of the Tavern and quickly ran to investigate. Two men were standing outside waiting. One was tall, young, and similar in build to Tatsuo, and the other was short, old and stocky.

“Who are you?” I demanded.

“I guess my nephew did not tell you this part of the plan, Sayuri. I’m here as a decoy for your grandfather along with this young man who works in the palace kitchen. My name is Iroh,” the older man greeted.

“Oh, sorry. It’s an honor to meet you, General Iroh, the Dragon of the West,” I said, quickly bowing.

“Retired General, but you can call me Uncle,” he corrected. “This is Jiang, he’s a bit shy.” Jiang waved.

“I guess you will be Tatsuo tonight, Jiang,” I said.

He nodded.

“And I’ll be playing your grandfather! Drinking tea and playing Pai Sho, a role I was born to play!”

I laughed. “Let me get the board and tea set up for you.”

“Ah, my dear, it would be an honor to have tea served by the woman who had stolen my nephew’s heart,” Uncle Iroh said.

“Stolen his heart, huh?” I chuckled.

“He’ll never admit it, but it’s true.”

I led Uncle Iroh to the front of the Tavern and prepared tea for him. A few customers began to shuffle in and out. I served them while Uncle Iroh sat in the back and played Pai Sho with my grandfather’s usual opponents, who welcomed the fresh blood. I tapped viciously on the counter and sipped tea spiked with a bit of sake as I waited for the rest of the gang to arrive. Finally, I saw Aang and Katara wander inside wearing Fire Nation clothing. They gave me a nod, and turned to Uncle Iroh and gave him a nod as well. I walked over to take their order.

“Hi there. What can I bring you to start off with?” I said.

“Spice tea for the table, please,” Aang said.

“Coming right up,” I said. I prepared a batch of spice tea and brought it to their table. I returned to my usual spot behind the bar and continued tapping on the counter and glancing at the door every few minutes.

“Expecting someone?” Uncle Iroh asked, appearing at the bar. “No,” I said.

“Just ready to get this show on the road.” “That isn’t the only thing you’re waiting for, is it?”

“I guess I’m just waiting for Zuko to break through the door and call the whole thing off.”

“My nephew is very overprotective. Especially when it comes to people he cares about.”

“I know,” I said, looking into my yunomi and taking a sip.

“Come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever seen him in love before,” Uncle Iroh said, tapping his chin.

I choked on my tea. I put the yunomi down and reached for the tokkuri to top off my tea with shaking hands. Iroh laughed out loud.

“Oh, Sayuri. Love isn’t that scary.”

“It is when you don’t know how,” I mumbled.

“Love isn’t something you do. It’s something you chose to live out,” Uncle Iroh said.

“I guess that makes sense. How do you know when you actually love someone?” I asked.

“You have to ask yourself that question. What’s the first thing you think about in the morning? You don’t need to say it out loud.”

I turned and looked at Aang and Katara. They were wordlessly sipping tea. Aang's eyes were on the door and Katara kept scanning the room for threats, but her hand was absent-mindedly running over the top of his. Perhaps, love was less complicated than I understood it to be. I heard the door of the Tavern open as Suki entered, making her way straight to the bar. She looked different without makeup.

“I’ll have what you’re having,” she said with a smile, leaning up against the bar.“It’s a bit strong, but if you like spice tea, you’ll like this,” I replied.

I poured her a cup of tea and added a bit of sake.

“You like a little bit of tea with your sake, don’t you?” Suki said, giving me a look.

“Sun goes down, sake cups go up,” I jeered.

“The young lady is right, Sayuri. Perhaps this will be your last “extra” spice tea,” Uncle Iroh commented. I chewed on my lower lip. He was right, I needed to be as sharp as I could tonight. Time passes more slowly in the Tavern. The usual rowdy crowd comes in closer to the weekends, and nights like these are normally uneventful. I closed up a few tabs and made sure a customer who fell asleep at his table got home safely. It was time to start the diversion. I had made it a point to keep the tokkuri right next to my teacup to pour little bits of “sake” into my tea. Growing up in the Tavern made me aware of when people had had “too much”, and how their behavior visibly changed. Their laughter gets louder, words tend to get slurred, and inhibitions go by the wayside. The only time I’ve ever seen a man braver than a soldier on the frontlines of the war is when he was completely under the table. I picked up the last bit of my spiked tea and downed it. I glanced over to Suki, who met my eyes, and I gave her a slight nod. I moved my hand across the counter and pushed over the tokkuri and shattered it. I belted out a loud laugh.

“Oopsies!” I giggled. “Now, I hafta go back and clean that up!” I slid off the bar chair and walked with an extra bounce in my step. I swept up the mess and disappeared into the back with slow, deliberate movements. I slipped out of the back of the Tavern and wandered towards the front, swaying and humming to myself.

“Pop can’t get mad at me for breaking his sake set if I’m not there!” I sang to myself. I wandered away from the Tavern. After I was satisfied with the distance I had made, I took a deep breath, turned my face to the sky, and slurred out the words to my mother’s song.

“O, dragon’s lair deep down below.

Keep careful watch over our brother’s souls.

As the Fire Nation rises o’er the slough.

Keep watching over…Ursa’s son.”

Smoke began to pool at my feet and at my sides, and I felt a dark presence growing behind me. I let out my best drunken laugh. “Who’s there?” I sang.

“You don’t remember us?” a familiar voice.

“No,” I said, still looking straight ahead. “remind me.”

“Stupid girl. No one is coming for you,” the voice taunted. I turned around to greet the masked figures.

“Maybe no one has to.” I took a deep breath and shot fire from my fists toward the smoke-clad figures before moving back. The figures advanced, one with a mysterious vial in her hands. I backed away, fists up, ready to shoot fire again. As I started to turn to maneuver away, I collided with a masked man, who tried to grab me. It was obvious that I was outnumbered, where the hell were my friends - I slid underneath the masked man’s legs and pushed him over from behind. The Kemurikage veered forward to grab me again and I shot fire from my fists to move them away. I pushed myself past them and started to run back towards the Tavern, clearly something wasn’t right. The gang should have been with me by now. I could see the Kemurikage running on the roofs of the houses that lined the street I was running on. One of them threw knives at me. I bended a shield of water from the nearby stream, then shot ice daggers back. I returned to the Tavern to find it in chaos, the gang were all engaged in battle with another set of masked men and Kemurikage.

“Zuko!” I shouted.

“Sayuri, get out of here! Go back to the Palace!” he shouted back. I watched a masked man come up behind Zuko. I shot a stream of fire from my fists and bended water to freeze him in place. Zuko turned around.

“You were saying?” I asked.

I jumped next to Zuko and bended water from the stream around me into a circle of tentacles, shooting ice daggers at the masked men surrounding us, while Zuko shot fire from his fists. I managed to disable a few of the masked men until I noticed Katara falling down, hit by a Kemurikage’s dagger. I rushed to her side and water whipped the dagger out of the figure's hands, giving Katara time to get up and continue to fight. I turned around to check on Zuko. He had gone over to help Suki and Ty-Lee, who were gradually being cornered into an alleyway. Noticing a Kemurikage coming up on the roof behind them, I snaked a rope of water around the figure’s ankle, causing him to topple from the roof. I froze his hands and feet to the ground. Another Kemurikage appeared out of the shadows and ran over to their accomplice, who was bound to the ground by the ice I’d created. This one moved fluidly and noticeably different from the rest of the group. She broke her accomplice from her bindings and pulled off her mask revealing her identity. It was Azula.

I frantically scanned the area for Zuko, but he was across the street at the entrance of an alley. I was on my own.

“Aww, Zuzu! You brought your friends to the party. This was supposed to be a family get-together to meet your bar wench of a girlfriend!” Azula yelled, sarcastically.

“Give it up, Azula, your Kemurikage game is over!” Zuko shouted. “We took out all your accomplices, and I’m putting them away for a long time!”

“You think this is over?” Azula retorted, her voice echoing across the street.

“In case you didn’t notice, Princess, your buddies are all dregs for the street!” Katara shouted back.

“You think you peasants and the barslut can take me down? You haven’t seen anything yet.”

I spied a Kemurikage getting up from the ground, lunging for Zuko. I bent two water ropes and dragged him by the ankles into the stream.

“Hmm. She is quite powerful,” Azula mused. “Too bad she chose such a terrible boyfriend.” I watched in horror as blue-colored lightning manifested from her fingertips. It sparked from her hands toward me and I felt the whole world slow down. My body felt like I was stuck in a dream, trying to run away but slowed by some invisible force. I angled myself to jump away, but caught Azula’s lightning on my side. Pain tore through my body. Muffled screams filled the air. As I started to sink down, I saw Zuko running toward me, and felt him grab my arm. My whole body became heavier and heavier until my vision washed out and I hit the ground.

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