#moe lore

[moe-broey]

Ehhh fuck it I'll post this one too -- I wanted to color it first, but. I'm actually split on redoing Alfonse's outfit completely, or at least making adjustments.

Like, in my head, I think I was doing two separate things between the Askr siblings and it just doesn't feel cohesive to me now.

What, you ask? Well, the first thought behind this, was this is a visit. So, Sharena is straight up wearing Moe's old clothes it never could seem to let go of. I think I got mixed up around Alfonse, though. Literally half and half. He's wearing some of Moe's clothes (esp the flannel, green, band merch), but the idea here is they did have to go out and get stuff that actually fits right.

Which... works. It does work. But I think in the back of my head I was also wanting to design an outfit that's more AU coded. Going from argyle sweater vest ass to mmmmaybe trying to develop his own sense of style. Which kind of directly clashes w the idea that he's wearing some of Moe's clothes. But also. So. SO BADLY. ESP IN THIS CONTEXT. I would LOVE for Moe to have direct influence in the process of that. Another detail you don't even get to see here is Alfonse is wearing a studded belt. Courtesy of Moe.

Lack of direction too many ideas at once. Maybe if it's an AU, the dress could have been a hand-me-down? If you like it, and it fits. You can have it. If you want... (Moe completely dodging just how deeply meaningful this gesture is when doing this). But also, could go REALLY crazy if Moe (previous life) had fashion taste that was close enough to Sharena's that, like. At different points of time, each ended up picking out the same dress. It's such a funny line to balance, actually. Because despite all the parallels I may draw between them, Moe was NEVER what Peony was, to Sharena. Not even close.

Idk idk there's a possibility that I'll get too frustrated w all the details not matching up here that I scrap it completely. Just know that the dress Sharena is wearing is pink and white. Very Princess Peach core. The style of it, though... it's pretty close to something else... a certain Something Else... just enough to scare ya. Which is ALSO WHY this might work better as a visit and unique psychological damage for Alfonse but I DIGRESS. WHAT YHE FUCK EVER. TOO MUCH GOING ON HERE JUST THROW IT ALL OUT‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

[zillychu]

everyone sh. shutd up im cooking smthn

[baeshijima]

imagine being a baker stationed in marmoreal market, okhema.

it has been a few months since you first started the business. as is with most, it was a slow start. in the beginning only few took interest, probably curious about the new the dessert shop popping up from seemingly nowhere. you’d garnered a loyal set of regulars, however, who always came for either something sweet to kickstart their day before work, or to treat themselves before they went back home.

in between those times? sparse. but you made it work… somehow.

what it did allow for, however, was the trial and error of new desserts! you can’t always be following the same recipes as everyone else; you have to put you and your craft out there!

…which brings you to now.

“so?” you prod, fiddling with the hem of your apron as you watch mydei chew a piece of the freshly baked golden honeycake. “how is it?”

having mydei in your shop is nothing new. he was the first to know about you wanting to open this shop in the first place, after all — back when you were an aspiring baker and he a runaway crown prince trying to find refuge for his people in okhema. despite his duties as a chrysos heir, he still manages to pop in every day when not away for a mission. how? well, you chalk it up to his sweet tooth and appointed position as your official taste tester.

a pleased hum escapes him; the soft clinks of cutlery rings out once more.

“i prefer your version of the golden honeycake compared to the traditional one,” he comments, taking another bite of the pancake. lifting his gaze to meet yours, a fork is outstretched towards you, a neatly cut square of the golden honeycake skewered on its prongs. “what made you want to change the recipe?”

“oh, that?” arms braced against the small two-person table, you lean towards the fork. a soft sweetness coats your tongue as you concoct a reply. “well, i wanted to make something you would like as a little thank you. you’ve supported me to pursue this dream for a while now. if it weren’t for you…” your voice tapers, eyes softening and lips spreading into an appreciative smile as you meet his slightly widened eyes. “if it weren’t for you, i doubt i would’ve had the courage to make it this far. so thank you, mydei, for being with me during this time.”

“it’s… it’s no problem.” mydei responds after a brief silence, the words briefly interrupted by a swift clearing of his throat as he glances away. “think nothing of it.”

save for your pleased hums, idle comments on new recipes you want to try, and the bustle of marmoreal market just beyond the walls, tranquility befalls your space.

when mydei calls out your name, you halt at the unusually resolute tone. “your efforts will come to fruition. i will make sure of that.”

---

well. sure enough, his words came true. the sight of the shop filled with customers and the long queue trickling into marmoreal market is evident proof of that.

when faced with the sudden influx of customers just two weeks ago, you thought it might’ve been a hallucination concocted by zagreus themself to torment you.

it was only after the thirteenth order of golden honeycake did you start to suspect zagreus wouldn’t waste their time on such a trivial matter on a speck of dust such as yourself. the real nail in the coffin was when you overheard some rather telling chatter between two ladies.

“wow! this modified version of the golden honeycake really is amazing! no wonder crown prince mydeimos loves it!”

“i wonder how they managed to get him to promote it…”

…if you knew having mydei say a few good words about your baked goods would boost your sales exponentially, you would have asked if he wanted to be a part-timer back when you first opened! looking at his withering stare and rather prominent frown as he waits for you to finish your closing shift, however, has you rethinking the choice.

(well, even with him being a prude, mydei would still undeniably draw in customers, so maybe asking him wouldn’t do any harm…)

unbeknownst to you, mydei’s down-trodden mood has to do with the very customers you’re trying to draw in. maybe if he wasn’t so weak to your dismayed gaze and kicked puppy demeanour when a less than satisfactory number of customers came into the shop every now and then, he wouldn’t be feeling so neglected by the attention you’re giving to the crowds of customers now barging their way into your shop.

a subtle grimace flashed across his features. what are they, a bunch of starving dogs fighting to get their meals? don’t they know basic manners? etiquette?

seriously, just until recently it was always quiet in the mornings. it was always just you baking and getting the store ready, and him watching you do your craft, helping out wherever he could — namely in taste-testing said baked goods.

in spite of the part of himself which regrets spreading the word of your talents and having them hog all your attention, the larger part of himself knows you deserve all of this at the very least.

he has witnessed your dedication and continuous efforts to make this dream of yours come true throughout the years you’ve known each other, and it certainly would be no lie if he said you’d weasled your way into his heart. from that day you’d offered him and his people baked goods and drinks upon their arrival in okhema, mydei should have known there would be no escape from seeking you out, ultimately causing this all-consuming fondness for you to grow by the day.

leaning back with a heavy sigh, mydei glances over at the counter where you’re still hard at work. really, your closing hours are soon. should he perhaps stand menacingly at your side to shoo away the customers? no, maybe just directly making them leave would be the most efficient. and—

a torrent of warmth engulfs him, clinging to his skin. mouth slightly agape, he can only gaze wordlessly at your joyful interactions.

…perhaps a few more customers would do no harm. just a few, though.

(curse that heart-melting smile of yours. it truly is the bane of his existence.)

[etcseacow]

So um. Yall probably don’t know but I pretty much constantly have the Simpsons playing in the background. I’m not kidding. But more to the point, there’s this very small bit in the beginning segment of one of the episodes.

It’s a silly one off about Moe getting way too excited over a basketball mascot named Swish and completely disregarding the fact that he accidentally reveals that Gil is the one playing the character. The whole thing is only like 30 seconds long and it’s the only actual interaction these two have ever had with each other.

But one day, after likely seeing this a million times, an interesting concept entered my brain.

Rare pair.

And lemme tell ya. I got really hyper fixated on this. I did a lot with this. And to my knowledge I am the only one who has any content about the concept. So. Yeah.

[rockets-and-raccoons]

A passionately anti-democratic conspiracy theorist who doesn't chew his breakfast so he can conserve his energy in preparation for the impending class war. He's a footballer, but also a capable electrician and knitter. He has an English accent, but he's actually Swiss. He's the hottest guy at Richmond FC.

[torch-the-throne]

Ok but Colin thinking Bumbercatch is the fittest Richmond player makes 100x more sense now. Like my guy was probably musing that he wished Wales could have an independence referendum like Scotland and Bumbercatch told him to take 100 men and a drill and physically disconnect Wales from England under the cover of darkness

[lavina-arts]

A New cute edit!

[ghostious]

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Linh's journal! drew this December last year, I think. More ppl should make journals for their characters !! Templates I used below the cut !

Templete used !!

[livwritesstuff]

circa 2009

There's pandemonium in the Harrington kitchen.

Pandemonium in and of itself isn’t unusual, but this specific instance is.

Nancy and Robin are there (the latter laughing so hard she has tears streaming down her face), along with the whole Harrington family - Steve and Eddie and their three daughters.

Eight-year-old Moe is ranting and raving, twiggy little arms flying through the air. Hazel, who just turned three, is wailing, though her reason for it isn’t clear, and she’s clinging to Steve like a lifeline. Six-year-old Robbie is looking back and forth between Nancy and Steve with a look of disgust on her face.

The reason for the pandemonium: the girls had just learned that their dad used to date their Aunt Nancy.

“Papa, she’s a lesbian,” Moe admonishes Steve (as if he hadn't known that fact for years).

"Who cares about that — he’s her sister!" Robbie exclaims, looking vaguely horrified.

"No he’s not!" Moe fires back.

"Is too! Why else would we call her Aunt Nancy. Papa, tell her Aunt Nancy’s your sister!"

"I could," Steve says, doing his best to ignore Eddie and Robin's continued howls of laughter (and trying to not break, himself), "but…it wouldn’t be true."

"See!" Moe yells proudly, "Papa dated a lesbian!"

"No he didn't!" Robbie argues, "They're making it up. Papa likes boys!"

“No — Papa liked girls too. He likes both.”

For some reason, this makes Hazel cry even harder.

"What’s making you so upset, sweet girl?" Steve asks her.

Hazel raises her head to look at Steve.

“B-but what about Daddy?”

"What about Daddy?"

"Don’t you love him?"

"What??" he exclaims, "Of course I love him!"

"Then how come’d you date someone else?"

Her face crumpled and she was crying again, her little face pressed into the collar of Steve's shirt. He hugged her tight, meeting Eddie's eyes over her mop of blonde curls.

"She's not dating anyone ever," Steve tells him, "Call me a bad parent. I don't care. It's not allowed."

“Sweetheart, Papa didn’t really know me yet when he and Aunt Nancy dated,” Eddie tried to tell his youngest daughter, "We were in school still."

“Nuh-uh,” Robbie cut in unhelpfully, “You said you and Papa went to school together.”

Robin, who’d been halfway to composed, ended up doubled over in laughter again, and even Nancy, who'd been cool as a cucumber while she watched the whole situation unfold, couldn't help a snort.

"Thank you so much for your help, Amelia," Steve sighs.

"Wait 'til you guys hear who else you know that Aunt Nancy dated," Robin says with a wicked grin.

"No!" Steve and Nancy say in unison.

[xisanamii]

i've attained a level of "canon divergence within canon divergence" . anyway under the read more is a mini script i wrote for this situation cuz they all nerds

Liu Wei: A-Xiang, what is thee doing here? Did Coach not task you with greeting the rest of Kaijo's team? Erika: I did that already. (turning to Himuro) Otome-senpai, here. Himuro: Hm? Erika: (hands him a stack of letters) Himuro: Ah, sorry for the trouble. Erika: (shrugs) Better than having them disturb practice. Himuro: I do feel bad about troubling you all the time with this. Erika: I mean, it's not like you haven't tried cleaning your locker out I assume. Moriyama: (pokes his head in) Locker? Liu Wei: (glances down) The locker of Himuro shall always be filled with the pinings of those who have fallen into the trap of love. Moriyama: !!! Himuro: (having a bad feeling of deja vu) Well, Erika-chan, maybe we should meet Coach-- Moriyama: Himuro-san! Hold on a minute! Himuro: ... yes? Moriyama: You never told me that you get love letters every day! Himuro: (sighs) Erika: (raises an eyebrow) You know him? Himuro: Know is a strong word. Liu Wei: (shaking head) Truly, it is an endeavor one must strive to achieve. That thee's lockers are this full to the point that A-Xiang shall be acting as a messenger. Moriyama: (gasp) Those girls are so dedicated that they'd sneak into into the boys' locker room?! Erika: (snorts in amusement) Himuro: Wha -- no, Yosen has school lockers, like the ones in America. Liu Wei: After all, we shall be pining for the intermingling of cultures, and a Western-style architecture and education in the coldest regions of Akita. Erika: He has two lockers, mind you. One like the ones in America, and the getabako. Both are always stuffed to the brim with letters. Himuro: (mutters) It's not always-- Moriyama: (turning to Liu Wei) Liu! Liu Wei: (appears to have a moment of understanding) Himuro: E-- Moriyama & Liu Wei: (surrounds Himuro) Himuro: ?! Moriyama: Please teach us how to receive letters like you do!! Himuro: Why-- Moriyama: It has to be you! Sensei!!! When we last talked about this, you had nothing but wisdom for me! Liu Wei: Yes. It shall be the sin of selfishness should thee declare this to be an act of secrecy. Himuro: I really don't-- MoriLiu: PLZ!!!! Himuro: (helplessly smiling) Erika-chan, whenever you're done laughing, I'd love some help on fending them off. Erika: Love, hm? Like a love letter? Himuro: Th-- Erika: Your request may take a few days seeing as I'm backlogged on delivering your love letters. MoriLiu: Himuro-sensei!!! Himuro: (a deep, long, soulful sigh) How am I supposed to give advice about something I don't even want...

[vickyt-mv]

Whipped up a quick relationship chart involving my summoner and her five S-supports 🤗💖

Additional notes/ramblings under the cut ✨

This was largely inspired by the recent Forging Bonds event, wherein Charlotte just fucking hates Virion apparently. I think the most exciting aspect of creating a Summoner OC for most people is letting them interact with their favorite characters, but making your favorite characters interact with each other is even more appealing to me. 🥰🥰🥰

As a Certified FEH Pass Subscriber™, Summoner VickyT gets the luxury of choosing five characters to S-rank. Since FEH is technically an isekai, I thought it would be funny to treat Summoner VickyT as an otome/reverse-harem protagonist - she isn't necessarily tied to any one character, but she is courted by many...or something like that. I'm using shoujo manga I've read as a guide. 🙈

Some extra notes on each character:

Lon'qu: One of VickyT's retainers. Warms to the summoner slowly. Respects Yukimura as the one calling the shots. Gets annoyed by Virion's antics but ultimately enjoys his company (even though he would never admit it). Extremely wary of both Anna and Charlotte.

Virion: VickyT's first summon and one of her retainers. Treats Charlotte and Anna like a gentleman would. Simps for the summoner. Plays chess with Yukimura. Becomes (one-sided?) buddies with Lon'qu but maybe also sees him as an obstacle.

Yukimura: VickyT's advisor. Protective of the summoner. Values Lon'qu the most since he's the best fighter. He also enjoys chess time with Virion, especially since Virion's tactics are reminiscent of the ones Yukimura used to employ when he was younger. Is very aware of Charlotte's true personality and strength. Purchases trinkets from Anna, but always negotiates a fair price. He's ultimately the one calling the shots, since he's a better tactician than the summoner.

Anna: Works alongside VickyT managing the finances for the Order of Heroes. Anna gets along very well with Charlotte. She wants to try to sell Lon'qu a potion to help with his fear of women, but AS a woman hasn't figured out how to approach him to initiate the sale. Easily scams Virion.

Charlotte: Additional bodyguard to VickyT. Charlotte hates Virion's guts. She has tried to court Lon'qu but failed on account of Lon'qu being Lon'qu. She gives up the pursuit when she realizes Lon'qu is just a regular swordsman anyway (even if he DID become a Khan someday, he'd still have to compete with another Khan for power eventually). She avoids Yukimura since he discovered her secret strength.

[asordidbarwere]

boiling one up while my gf plays battlebit

[cfrog]

I was thinking about these species swapped lab rats designs again. What if they switched around naming conventions too :]

Ramblings under the cut <3

So to be clear, the details that get swapped:

From Moe - living cartoon, has some short, old-fashioned name

From Ollie - genetically-altered human, named after flower/plant

From Rat - demon from hell, uses scientific animal name 👍

So we have swap one:

Moe -> Aster- Human given toon powers via science, only a partial success. Wears a plastic cat mask and can never keep their shoes tied. The cartoon violence is a little more unsettling when they still look human.

Ollie -> Insecta- A demon of envy working under Beelzebub, very proud of her work. Commands an army of little demon bugs. Secretly very fond of human things, but she swears she's totally not staying up here.

Rat -> Dick- Cartoon mascot that came to life as part of some experiment in the 20s, broke out of containment to become a Real Boy. Like if mickey mouse had a pinocchio arc that involved naming himself a swear. Tends to drip ink.

And swap two:

Moe -> Felis- A cat-like imp with supposedly "no alignment", escaped from Hell and having a hard time blending in with humans. Trying to be a nice little guy, but sadly they are tall and scary. Spikes at the end of their tail may be poisonous.

Ollie -> Olive- Cartoon bug person created in a lab accident (i want to say spiderman-style, "bitten by a radioactive cockroach", but idk how that'd work ><). SO much stronger than she looks, will throw an entire car at you. Extra set of arms tucked under sweater.

Rat -> Thyme- Test subject with a little bit of rat DNA in him. Got disease-controlling powers out of it, but it turns out the human body doesn't handle that well. No one can tell when you're sleeping if you're always wearing sunglasses.

Now, the fun part about the labs' inter-dimensional bullshit is that canonically these characters could show up in the lab. Not that I'd actually pull some comic book "fighting alternate universe selves" thing. Unless I really run out of ideas. But it's an option!

[etcseacow]

Since Moe actually gets screen time, a more modern episode explores his family. But again the show is very inconsistent so I only be picking and choosing what serves my purposes.

Young Moe tho✨✨✨yaaay

[moetxt]

The Maiden Laments

(original poem, previously posted here)

alt title: “KORE / PERSEPHONE / DESPOINA”

[abyssalisal]

[30/03/2024] you're even in the seams of my clothes. get. out.