#ohoho you are all in for a treat if i write this

[mamaestapa]

I need to know what would happen if Joe came home from maybe his Super Bowl win & you surprised him with a black & orange lingerie set🥵😍

OOOOH this is such a good idea😩

i have so many thoughts for this(and they’re all nasty af)🤭 do we want a whole imagine or a little blurb??

[phantom-0-writer]

I actually thought of this prompt like forever ago and i rly wanted to write a whole story for it but i couldn't think of a plot that would stick to it and make sense without adding too many outside elements and in my opinion over saturating the story. BUT i do have a bunch of scenes of danny and damian in my head about this also also some danny and other batfam members.

So anyways your order has been delivered...

original prompt: Gotham Academy's Mentorship Program

scene two: tim's arch nemesis

table of contents

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scene 01: damian's not-so-very-bad day

“Father, you wanted to speak with me.” Damian said, trugging into his Father’s study late into the afternoon per Pennyworth’s behest. 

Father looked up from his work at Damian’s arrival, Drake gave him a look of annoyance that Damian returned with a sneer. “Damian.” Father greeted as he reached Father’s work station. “I spoke with your principal earlier today.” Damian huffed and crossed his arms in defiance at whatever accusation he was about to be handed, “Put your frown away, you're not in trouble.” Father chuckled lightly. 

Damian frowned. He was not a child, he did not need to be treated like one. 

“There’s a mentorship program at your school.” Father started, Damian raised an intrigued brow at him. 

Perhaps Father had succeeded in seeing his potential, “Well I suppose I wouldn’t mind mentoring one of the many underlings at the so-called academy.” Damian sighed, letting his arms fall to his side, as he looked up at his Father. 

Father blinked at him, processing what he had said, then glanced at Drake who looked like a fraying rope length away from bursting into laughter. “The mentorship program… it’s for you.” Father tried hesitantly. 

“Yes.” Damian nodded in understanding. 

There was an uncomfortable silence from Father.

“He means that you're the one getting mentored.” Drake laughed at him, shoulders shaking. 

Damian turned to Father. But the denial never came. “What!” Damian couldn’t help scream in outrage. “You want me to get mentored by some hillbilly civilian who can't tell a katana from a wakizashi?” He slammed his hands on Father’s table. 

Father looked at him with disapproval, but said nothing, not caring enough to discipline Damian. 

“Hillbilly civilian.” Drake croaked from the corner of the room, draping himself dramatically over one of the side sofas. 

“You’re to meet him first thing tomorrow when you get to school. Here’s his student profile, if you're interested.” Father handed him a singular paper. 

“Father I do not need-” 

“It’s already been arranged Damian, atleast give it a try.” Father said with a sigh, picking up his files again in a silent dismissal of Damian. 

The paper crumpled slightly as Damian stormed to his room.  

Daniel James Fenton. 

“Let’s see how long you last.” Damian eyed the picture of the smiling teen. 

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“Have a good day at school Masters Tim, Thomas, and Damian.” Pennyworth bid, as they all got out of the car. 

“Later, Alfred.” Thomas waved at the butler as he drove off. 

They all walked in the same direction to enter their classrooms, when Drake stopped him in his path. “Ohoho, and where do you think you’re going Damian?” he asked cheekily.

“Tsk.” He was hoping to be able to make it to his class before the others noticed, then continue to evade the principal and other faculty if need be required. To be foiled so early into his plan, furthermore by Drake, was humiliating. 

“Aren’t you supposed to be in the principal’s office?” Drake continued to smother his victory over Damian. 

“I was just on my way.” He huffed, turning around annoyed. Drake and Thomas snickered as he retreated. 

Damian knocked on the familiar oak doors. “Come in.” Mr. Carson called from the other side. Damian entered, and plopped down on the same chair he sat in every time he had been sent here. “Ah Damian. Goodmorning.” He waited for a reply, but when he realized he wouldn’t be getting one he continued on, “Mr. Fenton should be here any minute, but I’m glad you were able to come here on your own accord.” Mr. Carson talked as he hung up his jacket and took a seat at his chair. 

Damian could only watch the seconds tick by as he sat in that office. He wondered absentmindedly if Fenton didn’t show up would he be free. The knock at the door decimated all hopes Damian had for that. 

“Ah, that must be Mr. Fenton.” Mr. Carson mused out loud, “Come in.” 

Fenton entered the room hesitantly, greeting Mr. Carson with a small smile. Fenton was a scholarship student and held reasonable grades so his intellect was not to be underestimated, though often simply being able to score well on tests did not translate to having adequate life skills. Fenton was taller than Drake, but still average, dark hair, tanned skin, gray-blue eyes. When Damian’s supposed mentor looked at Damian for the first time since he had entered the room, Damian couldn’t help but feel like he was caught in a stare off with a beast. 

The way Fenton examined his surroundings reminded Damian of the League of Assassins. Careful, analytical and tactical. All things Damian had excelled in. But there was something different about Fenton than what Damian had often seen in the League. His eyes were softer than those that had trained Damian. Damian couldn’t understand why his eyes looked like that. 

Fenton smiled at him in a way that was likely meant to be kind, “Hi, you must be Damian. I’m Danny.” He stuck out his hand for Damian to shake. 

Damian did not take the hand, instead he turned to principal Carson, “When can I leave?” He asked board, subtly eying Fenton’s reaction in his peripheral vision. 

“We have to iron out the finer details and the both of you will be free to go until we see each other for our weekly check in every Friday.” Principal Carson started, “Mr. Fenton why don’t you take a seat. 

Undeterred by Damian’s lack of interest, Fenton took a seat. Mr. Carson explained to Fenton his responsibilities as a mentor and what would be expected of him, Fenton in turn nodded along attentively. After his long explanation of the whole program the both of them were free from his office, and excused from classes until lunch to “get to know each other better”.

Damian translated that to having until lunch to show Fenton that he was out of his depth and have him running with his tail between his legs. 

“So…” Fenton drawled trying to buy time to think of something adequate to say no doubt, “How about we go to the library to hang out?” Fenton offered. 

Damian simply huffed in agreement as they made their way to a pair of sofas tucked between the many rows of books. 

“So, Damian, uh, what do you like to do after school?” Fenton asked unoriginally. 

Damian turned so he could meet Fenton eye-to-eye. “Train.” He said honestly. If he plans on scaring him off then leaning into the superficial things he learned in the League would do him well. 

“Oh, you do sports?” Fenton asked inquisitively. Damian was momentarily thrown off by his show of genuine interest in his personal life, but Damian quickly collected himself. Fenton was merely putting on an act to get him to open up, Damian would be a fool to fall for it. 

“No.” He scoffed at the thought of sports, “I train for battle,” He made sure to put as much confidence as he could in his voice. Oftentimes in the past when he had told his peers of his activities they had brushed him off and laughed at him, Damian wondered if Fenton would have a similar reaction. 

“Hardcore.” Fenton nodded in awe.

Damian blinked, “You believe me?” He found himself whispering. 

“Well, yeah.” Fenton responded as if it were the most obvious thing, in fact, he seemed confused as Damian’s bafflement. 

Damian quickly collected himself, “Well of course you should believe me it’s the truth, I’m a highly skilled blade user.” He nodded to himself. 

“Blade user, huh? Do you prefer katanas or wakizashi? Or a classic long sword maybe.” Fenton asked eying Damian as if it would help him find the correct answer. 

“Katanas obviously.” Damian scoffed, “They’re incredibly balanced, strong, and give you incredible control over your attacks. Wakizashi are also a good option if you prefer close combat and if you’re fighting in an area with a lot of obstacles.” Fenton hummed and nodded at his explanation, and Damian found himself continuing, “Long swords are originally from the Bavaria and Switzerland regions during the medieval times-”

[chrolloluvr]

Hi, happy to see you back❤. I remember in one of your previous works, you mentioned Mammon possibly would babytrap reader. May you please write something on this topic?

♡ Toxic!Mammon: Babytrapping Hcs ♡

Note: Ty! Also she is referring to this post. THANK YOU FOR ALL THE REQUESTS!!! KEEP THEM COMING POOKIES! ALSO IK I HAVENT MADE AN ACTUAL POST IN A WHILE SO HERE YALL GO

Female!reader, AFAB

Warnings: NSFW, toxic themes, creampie, future child, exploiting

He will babytrap you, 100%

As I have said before, Mammon likes the idea of having complete control over you, your life, and everything you do. And what better of a way to do that than making you bear his child?

He gets this magical, invasive idea when talking to one of his work buddies. He was talking about how annoying you were, even though he cannot live without you, when his co-worker mentions how much responsibility and care a woman has for her children. And the idea hits him. If you are just going to sit around lazily all day like a spoiled brat, why not add a child into the mix?

So he will have you prowled up against his chest, his cock basically stuffing you full, as he pistons in and out of your already sore pussy. Seemingly out of nowhere, telling you

"You'd be such a good mother, wouldn't you babe."

"'Wanna see you swoll with my kids, wouldn't that be somethin'-"

Which makes you feel physically ill. Raising a child with Mamm would be basically impossible. You would never raise a child with this man. Would he support you? Would he genuinley care for your baby? Oh Satan, would he even care-

Your thoughts are abrupted as Mammon stuffs you with his seed, finishing inside yours walls and painting them with a loud groan. He gives your ass a harsh slap, as he watches his cum spilling out of you. He looks you in the eyes, and gives you a daunty chuckle. He forces you to look up at him with your tired, exhausted eyes, as he tells you ohoho babe, we aren't finished until i'm done, alright?.

And he keeps that promise, with the goal of getting you pregnant. He knows the public would go feral. The King of Greed? With a child? It gives him a publicity boost, which in turn, is good for his business, and his image.

Once you find out you are pregnant, you have to eventually tell Mammon, to your dismay. Every day, he makes you take an on brand pregnancy test as he watches. He will hold the test while you pee. Yes you heard me right. So when the test says positive one day, he is over the moon. Not at the fact that he is going to be a father, but at the fact that he is now in complete control over you, and that he can use another part of you as a pawn in his twisted fantasy.

The paparazzi have a field day over this news, because he ends up almost immediately making an announcement. There are headlines, candid photos of you going forcefully outside by mammon, etc. Its like a never ending nightmare. And dont be mistaken, he would never let you out of his sights, or get an abortion. He thinks this is too good of an opportunity.

Behind closed doors, he will actually treat you very well. Feeding you, paying attention to your every need, and not letting you lift a finger. He may even go out of his way to find some stuff by himself at the store. He'll will make you go outside with him. But at times he has to do a meeting, or host an event, he will have his goons escort you places, making sure you go public routes, to get a really good look at your swollen belly.

Brings you to meetings during this time, and picking your outfits carefully. He cant have his darling wearing any disgusting maternity clothes. So he will have you perches on his lap while he sits in his seat, embarrassment eating you whole as you see the sins/overlords snickering and bickering presumably at you. He has one hand rubbing your round belly, and one hand rubbing your shoulders as Mammon discusses his newest buisness plan.

He would create a Mammon Baby Care line. He knows he will profit off your pregnancy

"Alright fellas, so i was thinking for the ladys, a Mammon breast pump, hm? Its great right? Oh! And Mammon themed bibs, ha! Sure to make me a bunch, right babes?"

People think, how could you let Mammon knock you up? Of course, millions of girls idolize Mammon, and would want to be with him. But sometimes it feels like you are the only one who is infatuated with him. So you will try to look past the fact that he got you pregnant. You'll just try to be hopeful. But it is literally impossible with the way he keeps sweet talking you, as you snap back into the sad reality that you will be having Mammons child, and raising it. No questions to be asked.

He will lead you to subconsciously feel insecure about you and your body. He will squeeze your newly chubby cheeks, glaze his fingers over your stretch marks newly littering your body, etc. And he definitely does that on purpose.

As you reach up to the half full Nutella jar in the high cabinet in the kitchen, you hear a pair of loud footsteps coming behind you. Its Mammon. You try your best to ignore him, but you cant help but feel uneasy when you feel a pair of familiar eyes on you. It is currently 1:30 AM, and he is in a really tired mood.

"You need help sweets?"

He said with a suckle voice, knowing its affects on you are vast. He looks you up and down, admiring your perfect body in his mind. Your curves, belly, and the look your giving him. It makes him want to just bend you over and fuck your brains out likes theres no tomorrow. But he cant, he just has to be extra agile with you.

"Mamm..."

"Yeah?"

"Do I look fat?"

Ohhh boy. The question you always ask when you feel like he's eyeing you up. he hates when you ask that, because then he has to make up some half assed excuse to why he's looking at you a certain way. When your pregnant, he basically has to walk on eggshells around you.

"You... look like your carrying my child, and I like the sight of that."

"Okay, do you love me?"

He pauses. One wrong answer, and you'll refuse to talk to him for weeks. You two, as of your relationship, are in a really good spot right now. You will basically do anything for him. But you are really sensitive emotionally and physically, due to your hormones.

As he walks up behind you, he lifts you up by your waist, and hold you up to the cabinet, letting you reach.

"Y/N."

He says in a low, gruff voice.

"Yeah Mamm?"

"What the hell kind of question is that. Of course I love you."

He says as you look at him, face to face. You watch his eyes never leave yours, which makes you break off eye contact in a flustered state. You then realize that he is holding you, which makes you feel insecure.

"Okay, I love you too Mamm"

"Alright, now get your sweet treat, and get the fuck to bed, and hurry up. We've got a busy day tomorrow sweets."

He sets you down, and leaves the kitchen, leaving you with yourself, your Nutella and a spoon in hand. You look down at yourself, and your huge stomach. You wonder how you got yourself into this twisted predicament. You mostly worry about your baby's future as Mammons child. Because you are aware that Mammon will only use them for his own monetary gain. You cannot escape this man, even if you try. But you can always pretend you have your own free will, and you could always just eat your silly thoughts away, as Mammon always told you.

[majimasleftasscheek]

'The Majima Dilemma' Anon here, looking for some feedback on how would one write Goro Majima's other half Goromi so that it doesn't sound offensive or cringe-worthy. I have the basics - like some stuff noted from the game, but would like to hear someone's idea on Goromi-chan - how she acts around Kiryu or other people etc.

ohoho so I think that the best way to write her (subjectively of course) is to treat her sincerely. of course there's the elephant in the room depending on how you interpret her - I'm going to be viewing her as genderfluid cuz that's my thing so for my purposes, she's an amab dude in a dress. as such, I don't point out said elephant unless the point of my story is to talk about that specifically and with it often comes discussion of gender, etc etc. if I'm not talking about that, I talk about her as if she's any other woman doing her thang.

example: if I had a basic scene where she's putting on lipstick, I'm not going to write her as if she's struggling or being incompetent "because man unga bunga." I'd just have her put on lipstick. that same scene could change depending on the "when" too. maybe early Goromi did struggle but! it's important to portray that struggle with sincerity. write her being anxious, clumsy, etc. don't try to make it comedic tho as it'd be inappropriate imo. if there is anything funny, it shouldn't be at her expense.

so, the game treats the Goromi encounter like a joke, basically just a reason for Kiryu to fight her on the basis of "haha man in dress doesn't that just piss you off." so if you take anything from the game, the conversation they have in the minigame is where it's at, in regards to how Kiryu feels himself around her, how he doesn't have to put on airs, how Goromi's genuinely surprised, things like that. with such a short encounter, you really have to rely on your own imagination to expand upon it but even just that lil bit of exchange is a good base. beyond that, I wouldn't take away from the game that much tbh.

I write Goromi pretty much how I write Majima, with all the usual vulgarities and mannerisms since the way I see Goromi is that she's still very much the same person but with a femme flair. I know some do like to write her significantly different as a personality of her own so that too is an option if that's your thing. I project a lot of my genderfluid experience onto her so when I'm personally feeling flip floppy, I'm not really anyone new, but the way I act, the way I carry myself does differ to varying degrees.

so when Goromi's around Kiryu, for example, she's still up to kicking his ass and being a rude lil shit but she'll carry herself a bit more refined, generically ladylike but surface level - some of it being playing the stereotype of a woman, another part her actively trying to be someone else or "removed from being a typical man." for example, if I wrote Kiryu flirting with Majima, I'd make him get embarrassed but in a sort of aloof way with performative confidence typical of Majima. flirting with Goromi tho is different as she's being very vulnerable, very open about herself and when you love her, you love a part of Majima that he may feel self conscious about.

speaking of the previous mentioned elephant, if you wanna talk about Goromi being a dude, I think that's fine tbh if done with tact. I make it a point in my art to portray her as masculine because for me, the cis part of being genderfluid is just as important as everything else. so I like to see Goromi with her beard and muscles and dick bulge cuz fuck it. I don't shy away from that stuff but I don't make fun of it either. one of my best friends is a transwoman and respecting her as a woman no matter how passing she is, is very important to me. but it's not sunshine n rainbows either. if you do talk about that sorta thing, it does come with baggage and handling that doesn't always have the most right or the most appropriate answer. comes down to respecting people as people imo and I think with common sense and empathy, you can certainly write something well intentioned.

interaction-wise, I think she would try to act the part around most people, maybe being at odds with herself because she's not ignorant to how to she looks or behaves so she tries to be more elegant, more ladylike in order to be likeable, acceptable. but at the same time she's still very much Majima and that crassness doesn't just bleed but hemorrhages out of her. it's a battle within herself to decide how to behave so when people are being genuinely nice, she fumbles. I think it'd be normal even around people she's close to cuz even tho she knows she has their respect, it's almost unreal and she gets very flustered 😌 to an extent, I like to think she even rejects some of that kindness cuz her self doubt makes her think she doesn't deserve it or that people are being dubious to get on her good side.

she's good at faking it too. if you need her to be a perfect lil peach or put up with a lotta crap, she can do it. she'd more so do this if the situation required it so I can see her being polite around those of a higher status or if she was in a situation where she shouldn't be a goblin. she'd be pleasant but cold towards strangers, cautious you can call it, until she can place their vibes. there's an RGGO story (idk if you know what that is but it's basically yakuza gatcha on mobile) where Goromi (before Kiryu ever gets to Club Shine) very seriously plays the part of a hostess and wildly excels so she can very much be a totally different person if need be.

whenever I write an upset Goromi, I like to make her revert to tough guy Majima strats where she'll do her damnedest to not let anything get under her skin but it never goes well, especially if it's personal. if she's not crumbling under depression, she'll be snappy then pissy, handling anything with a fight over pouring her heart out. she's prone to spiraling and holding grudges, preferring to suffer in silence alone which is very much how I'd write Majima normally.

a happy Goromi is bombastic, moreso than Majima if that's even possible. and depending on the context, very very sincere. because the theater in my brain never stops replaying the same scenes over and over, I always have this mental picture that Kiryu says something sweet about Goromi and she's just on the quiet side smiling in a sad sort of way like she can't even believe he actually means what he says. and he looks at her worried like he said something stupid and she has to reassure him she's just happy to be so lucky and that tough exterior opens up just a lil more each time. Majima is a big softie and as Goromi, I feel he can explore that a lil more freely if hesitantly.

I hope this stuff helps! it's my own thoughts so of course take things totally subjectively. I think writing Goromi sincerely does rely on taking considerations of femininity, especially in regards to how a man would approach them and how society would view that. it's a lotta reactionary stuff and I think if you can empathize with that, you can write her well enough. Goromi is a divisive topic for people so you're not going to please everyone but trying to write her in order to please everyone wouldn't be sincere imo. she's a mixed bag of things, some good some ugly, so write her in ways you feel good about while also being considerate/respectful of course.

[fanboyzuko]

Ty Lee is such a good narrator! I love the dynamic between the three girls, none of them willing to reveal their true feelings even too each other.

Who was Master Intira? Something about her description has me thinking of airbenders. Her peaceful acceptance of her coming death, and building a legacy of joy. Also in the Gyatso installment it’s mentioned that Ty Lee’s teachers (possibly Master Intira?) had likely mastered their chakra, the same practice that Gyatso learned among the air nomads.

What are the chances that if Ty Lee learns more about airbenders from Zuko’s letters, she’ll start recognizing things her mentor taught her? (Maybe her choice to leave had more reasons than what’s already been stated?)

<333 thank youuu!!! Ty Lee's POV really made writing so easy gosh she's so fun my best girl <333

Do you mean guru pathik? I think that's the only time I've mentioned Ty Lee's mastery of chakra. But yeah! Master Intira is Ty Lee's chi-blocking teacher :3 how her path goes ohoho i like your theories nwn

for now, here's Master Intira's introduction! A lil treat <3

That fateful summer festival changed the trajectory of Ty Lee’s life in a way she never could have known. 

While everyone else was amazed by the techniques of a non-bender martial arts school in taking down any bender bold enough to challenge them, Ty Lee was mystified by the older woman watching the matches from the shadows with a critical eye.

She was pink. 

Pinker than Ty Lee. Pinker than Ty Lat, who had more of a purple undertone. Pinker than anyone Ty Lee had ever seen, adult or otherwise.

Mystified, Ty Lee snuck away to approach the stern looking woman who smiled so beautifully when Ty Lee admired her aura. 

Master Intira was picky about the students she accepted. But there was no deliberation on whether she would teach Ty Lee or not. Right then and there, she followed Ty Lee to her parents and invited her to join Master Intira’s school. Her parents hesitated at the suddeness of the situation, but quickly granted their permission under Ty Lee’s wide, pleading eyes.

Under Master Intira, Ty Lee learned about chakra, the flow of chi, more about human anatomy than she knew possible, and auras. Although Master Intira could not see auras, her grandmother had shared Ty Lee’s ability and told Master Intira all about them. Ty Lee likely would have figured out everything by herself eventually. Her childish theories and suspicions were on the right track to understanding her ability, but it was nice to have a teacher guide her path.

[howlingday]

The Schnees: Iced Over

Jacques: ...

Willow: ...

Jacques: ...

Willow: ...

Jacques: ...I remember when we were first married. Willow was passionate. Passionate about love, about life! About her career, and... about me...

Taiyang: ...

Jacques: And lately I feel like I don't exist to her!

Willow: Oh, you exist alright, Jacques. You exist!

Jacques: COULD YOU SHUT YOUR TRAP FOR ONE SECOND, WILLOW?!

Taiyang: (Writes down in notepad) My, my, my, Mr. Schnee. What could possibly be the source of all these suppressed frustrations?

Willow: Oh, yes, Mr. Schnee! Do tell~!

Jacques: When was the last time you kissed me, Willow?

Willow: Ohoho~. How soon we forget. Why, it was exactly six months last Tuesday~.

Jacques: Oh, boy...

Taiyang: Hm... To get to the root of these problems, I'd like to see a typical evening in the Schnee home. So what I would like to do is a little roleplaying.

Taiyang: Mrs. Schnee, I would like you to pretend you are your husband in a typical everyday evening in your house.

Willow: Oh, can I, please?!

Taiyang: And Mr. Schnee, I would like you to pretend you are your wife, seeing you come home from a typical day at work.

Taiyang: Remember, Mrs. and Mr. Schnee; a typical, ordinary day in the Schnee household... as each other.

Willow: (Rolls her eyes)

Jacques: (Falsetto) Oh, I'm so exhausted~! I've done nothing but lay around and drink all day~! The servants do everything for me, and yet the house is littered with empty bottles~! Oh, what should I do with these seconds in the day~?! (Lounges) ABSOLUTELY NOTHING~!

Taiyang: (Scratches in notepad)

Willow: (Gruff voice) KLEIN! I'M HOME! I'm just not rich enough! My bank account doesn't have enough digits to it! Now where's my dinner?!

Taiyang: (Writing notes)

Jacques: (Bawls) Oh, you're so cruel~! (Sobs) Why do you... (Sniffles) Treat me so harshly~?!

Willow: WHAT, WILLOW?! I just can't hear you! BECAUSE I DON'T CARE!

Jacques: (Simulates scroll call) Hey, Jimmy~! Hm~? Oh, of course I can talk~! It's not like I have a husband and three children to think about~! Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp~!

Willow: Ugh! Even these windows are tacky! Klein, fire the person who built these windows and have the faunus slave away at new ones!

Jacques: (Normal voice) Alright, that's quite enough, Willow!

Willow: (Normal voice) Oh? Are you not having fun yet, Jacques? Because if you'd like, I could always share a secret instead~.

Jacques: What secret, Jacques?

Willow: Oh, come now, Jacques. You really don't know~?

Jacques: Willow Schnee, will you just spit it out already?!

Willow: (Jacques impression) Jacques Schnee? NATURALLY SNOW-HAIRED?!

Jacques: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! (Leaps at her)

Willow: (Fending off Jacques swinging at her)

Jacques: DU DUMMER! UNSENSIBLER! IDIOT! How dare you?!

Willow: Agh! C-C'mon, Jacques! Give me a break!

Jacques: YOU'LL BE SORRY, WILLOW SCHNEE! OH, YOU WILL BE SORRY! HERE'S YOUR BREAK!

Willow: (Thrown across the room) AAAAGH! Uh-oh, Doc! I think he's really mad!

Jacques: (Throwing vases)

Taiyang: (Ducks under thrown vase) Maybe you should run.

Willow: Oh! Good idea! (Grabs hold of him, Uses him as a human shield)

Jacques: (Trips Willow as she runs)

Taiyang: (Sent flying, Hears bell) I believe our session is over for today.

Taiyang: (Flies out the window)

Jacques: (Grabs Willow) If it's the last thing we do, Willow Schnee, we WILL make this work!

[desultory-novice]

hi! I'm sorry to bother you and send an ask about this, but I heard somewhere that Magolor uses gender neutral pronouns in Japanese and the masculine pronouns are just a localization thing but Idk if this is actually true or just a rumor? Thank you!

So..."gender" in Japanese is complicated. Especially as times change, because Japanese was, at various points in history, a massively genderized language (I don't know if I'm using the right word, but basically BIG divide between "women's speech" and "men's speech.") But there was also a variety of shifts throughout time as well, of both gendered language and other language-as-indicators-of-age-social-class-etc-etc. Now that LGBTQA+ rights are becoming more acknowledged/accepted across the globe, that spurred even more changes in how language is used in Japan by the different genders.

To make things EVEN MORE COMPLICATED, these "indicator words" are often applied to (sometimes comical) excess in fiction! Thus, you will get characters who talk with ~obsessive politeness~ or use pronouns that haven't been in regular use in centuries in order to appear more quirky or present themselves in a more blatant fashion than anyone in the real world would ever do. And sometimes the old pronoun divide is resurrected as an "easy" way to determine a character's identity. (And sometimes, it's a subversion!!)

...Phew.

So, now that you have that brief(?) introduction on massive language shifts that are still occurring, let's talk Magolor. Magolor uses the pronoun "boku" spelled 「ボク」 (in katakana) in Japanese. If you imagined Japanese pronouns all on a line, with "Masculine" on one side and "Feminine" on the other, "boku" leans masculine. Yes, it is used by women and femme sometimes. Same as "watashi" (which in the modern era is sometimes seen as leanining on the feminine side, although that may be shifting back and/or be one of those fiction-influenced stereotypes mentioned above) is used by men and masc.

But, at first glance, that would put Magolor as a character who fits relatively comfortably into the "is a guy" camp. Except... here's where these kinds of questions get complicated.

Because many Kirby characters are considered (officially!!) to have [No Confirmed Gender] (And this is irregardless of the pronouns they use in English OR Japanese.)

Not to say that they are all non-binary (though they very well could be!) but they could, as far as we know, be literally be ANY gender.

Amongst the many ways we can interpret this is that:

1) They all have secret genders that we just don't know yet!

2) Surprise! They all have the exact same gender as their English version pronouns suggest! Are those localizers psychic or what?

3) We are kindly being left with the choice to decide their gender on our own for ourselves, much like we are with their backstories!

4) Most of them are weird aliens and may see gender in a way that we can't even envision yet and so we're just using placeholders.

5) We're not supposed to put any importance on their Earthly gender and this is the creative team's way of saying that politely.

6) Any of a dozen other options I didn't list here!

Kirby and Meta Knight are among those who have not set gender. (Again, regardless of the fact that both are - mostly - addressed with "he" and various other masculine words in the English text.)

And I believe Magolor is another character who uses he/him/wizard/man-ager (ohoho! don't mind my bad joke!) but is not explicitly stated in any material (?) to be male.

...On the other side (damn me for being a libra) this is NOT to say he definitely isn't a guy. He could be! And in light of any evidence toward the contrary, and also as participants in the English-speaking side of the fandom, there's nothing wrong with continuing to write/treat Magolor as a man (or trans-man or identifying as male)

[door]

for the book ask meme: 21, 35, 37! <3

HI LIZ (book asks here!)

21. The book(s) on your school reading list you actually enjoyed.

i think it was junior year in high school (my third year--i was 16) we read a bunch of poetry by pablo neruda and i got swept the fuck UP. i still have the copies i read then, highlighted and annotated as all hell.

35. Least favorite trope in your most favorite book genre.

oooooooh. hm, ok. i hate knowing who did it in a mystery. (this is why it took me so long to come around on columbo.) it's not fun for me! i want a mystery to treat me like a silly little baby, i want to learn the culprit at the exact same moment that the rest of the characters do. malice aforethought might have been a watershed moment in the history of mystery (as well as a GREAT book title), but it's not for me.

37. The only example of your least favorite trope being written in such a way that you enjoyed it.

ohoho a FOLLOW UP! does this exist?? i don't know! not books, but i came around on columbo and i LOVED poker face. oh, and knives out (which has its twist, but i had a moment in the cinema when i was terrified i was going to hate watching it). maybe if rian johnson writes his version of malice aforethought i'll dig it

[amadwinter]

for the fic writer ask: 4, 8, 12, 14, 18, 30

for this ask game

thanks lils ❤ this is a long one so it's all going under a cut but I'm grateful for all the questions! Now bear with my while I blather a little

4. a story idea you haven’t written yet

The best part about having so many unwritten ideas is I can just easily choose a different one when asked this question multiple times!

Omega Anakin’s mom is sick, and the treatment is too expensive. The only chance he has is selling himself to a rich alpha. But not for a night: for the rest of his life as a wife. Unfortunately, the alpha dies before they can marry, but his son Obi-Wan is willing to take over the contract.

This was a twitter thread originally, but I really like this idea. Basically, Anakin agrees to marry rich alpha doctor Qui-Gon who up and dies the day before they're supposed to go down to the courthouse and get married. But luckily his son Obi-Wan, also a rich alpha doctor, is willing to help him.

Except Obi-Wan has no interest in marriage of any kind, so Anakin has to strong-arm him into it. And then he strong-arms Obi-Wan into consummating that marriage (and by strong-arming, I mean, he pouts a little and Obi-Wan throws his hands up in defeat).

I seriously considered sitting down at writing this one at the end of last year, but it didn't happen. And now I have too many WIPs going that I would feel too guilty about starting another.

But when those are finished..... >:D

8. if you had to write a sequel to a fic, you’d write one for…

Well, I have very solid ideas for sequels to you'll never know, dear, better run, boy, the night is so long, and love(?) in an elevator... and once i finish the thrill of the fall ohoho

12. a trope you’re really into right now

Creature fics. Please. I need more Anakin as a dragon. Obi-Wan as a fairy. Just more werewolves. Please, I beg of the fandom. And merpeople! Always the mers. I have some works drafted, but as anyone can plainly see, I have more ideas than I do time or common sense

14. where do you get your inspiration?

18. if you keep them, share a deleted sentence or paragraph from a published fic

I cut out a lot from too old for childish comforts. It was supposed to be a case fic, and then I cut out all the plot. Go figure.

Here's a little bit from my cut outline (unedited, so a bit of a mess, I apologize):

The study group meets while there’s a parent-teacher night at the school.

{Something something Obi-Wan has been given literature about “encouraging your child’s interests” and spoke with other parents at the school about their autistic children and realized “oh that’s what’s up”.}

Goes to the study group and gets work done, meets with people. Two invite him after to do something not quite legal shenanigans (like trespassing), and Anakin thinks he needs to get back to Obi-Wan, but no he’s not a child. He’s a jedi, and he needs to complete the mission. They do, Anakin has fun (maybe running away from cops), they tell him that he’s alright, and Anakin goes back with a wide grin on his face, but Obi-Wan is sitting at the dining room table looking sick with worry. Anakin tries to brush him off by saying that he told him he was going to the study group, and Obi-Wan says that he also said he would be back before dinner. Anakin shrugs and asks if it’s really a big deal. They were just going to have leftovers anyway. Obi-Wan says that when they’re investigating missing teenagers, then yes, his teenage padawan going missing and not contacting him is a justified cause for concern. Anakin shrugs and says that he can handle himself. “That’s not the issue.” “Then what is?” “A lack of communication.” Obi-Wan says, and Anakin gears himself up for a fight, but Obi-Wan raises a hand to stop him. “Which is a pattern for the both of us. I have treated you just like my master did me, just like any master would their padawan. And you in turn have taken every opportunity to prove that you are very much unlike I was. You are not an ordinary padawan, Anakin. I have done my utmost not to show favoritism, but I think we are beyond that now.” “What are you saying?” “That I regret keeping things from you needlessly, and I will try to be more open about things I deem unimportant, because you are a very curious person. I don’t wish to punish that curiosity, so long as it is within reason.” Anakin can’t believe what he’s hearing. He starts imagining what this will mean, just how Obi-Wan will open up to him. What glimpses he’ll allow Anakin to see of himself, of his mind and his body. “However, in turn, I ask that you try to keep me abreast of your plans.” Anakin eyes flick down briefly to Obi-Wan’s chest, and he nods. It’s easy enough to agree to, if it means he gets to see more of Obi-Wan.

30. share a fic you’re especially proud of

All of them? No? Okay, I guess I'm going to cheat and choose 3:

the thrill of the fall ~ my first posted Obikin fic. It was originally intended to be the first in a... chain so to speak that I dubbed "The Yeetverse", and though I haven't even finished this fic, I absolutely hope I will get around to all of the others I have planned.

An Unorthodox Courtship ~ my first finished Obikin fic, and actually the first omegaverse fic I've ever written

love's a hand-me-down brew - my first completed multi-chapter fic that I didn't entirely pre-write, and currently the longest fic I have ever written. It was written in an entirely different way from how I usually write things (minimal editing), and it changed a lot from the original idea in terms of tone, but I'm extremely proud of how I managed to tie things in from the start (sometimes unintentionally), and some of the subtleties.

[asbestieos]

Do you have any stuffed animals other then the nuis? I want to know for government reasons. /j

(In all seriousness I just like stuffed animals and I like talking about them)

OHOHO i have a few.. ill go through them in order from newest to oldest!!! ill put them under a readmore though because there are a few images and the post is very long otherwise!

first we have MOBBU!! (ignore the bootleg wataeis!!) i got him about a month go on a shopping trip with my sister and her middle school bestie! i know hes not an animal but im mentioning him becos he my sweet <3

next we have max plushie! max is from the Sam and Max franchise! hes basically a Vague Rabbit Creature. hes also canonically gay and in feral rabid love with his partner in detective and vigilante crimes, Sam! currently hes in desperate need of a bath. but really i think hes happy like this.. dirty and disgusting.

(i really should put him in the warsh though since i cuddled him constantly while sick with sinus infection weheh)

next are these assorted kirbys + gengar! theyre from last year on hot topic trips with my beloved sister! i originally bought them for her but her bed over at her dorm isnt big enough to accommodate all of them so theyre for me for now >:33 peep tatsun pasha and my.. disassembled shelves GDHBDND

good mention! the amongus plushie my bestie coworkers got for me! 🥹 i have really sweet memories associated with this one.. i started my job back in april 2022 and i was so girlslay, i was awarded partner of the quarter in i think.. july? august? i dont quite remember but it was during that very summer!! and my bestie coworkers bought this for me as a gift!!

its part of a inside joke bc when i was first hired, i would draw amonguses on all of our storage boxes in the back for funsies and write sweet notes to next people on shift dbdjfj.. i still remember the amongus rainbow we drew!!! omgg!! basically i drew an amongus on a blank order sticker and stuck it to the back of our front register self and colored it red i think? and over the next few days, my coworkers added their own amonguses and colored them to make a rainbow!! it was so so sweet and cute and made me fall in love with my job even more!!

next we have.. Samhain!!! hes from when my coworkers took me out shopping at a local mall during halloween season! i saw him and immediately wanted to get him becos i love love love Trick R Treat and i love sammy. hes an animal technically. a creature. hes my sweet and i love him more than anything!!!!! <- ki dropped him into a puddle when ki took him with kiss during halloween trick or treating

pikachu!!! this is from i think high school actually! maybe from a hot topic trip? as you can see her ears have flopped over and lost their stuffing and her arms are on the way.. hut its ok i still love her <3 also doubles as a backpack

and finally!!! my oldest surviving stuffed animal, from my childhood, huge hello kitty plush!!!! she actually used to have a long black sharpie marker line going down her face on her left eye i think? my mom bleached and scrubbed it off her last year so shes super cute and comfy and happy now ^_^ shes also firm so sometimes i use her as a back rest whenever im sitting on my bed

teehe!! sorry for the ramblings and super long post! i had more but most of them were given away / donated sadly including my beloved beanie babies </3 wormy the inch worm you will always be in my heart.. but thank you for asking weheh i had fun reminiscing!!!!

[ashwritestuff]

Al-Haitham Smut

ohoho i havent written in so long but anything for my bbg @aster-ali-angel-writes-stuff i hope u like this

tw : kinda overstim, public, and breeding kinks you have been warned

you and al-haitham have gone on multiple dates before, but this one. this one was special.

you were quite nervous about it considering you had never done anything like this before and out in public?? it made you feel dizzy.

but still looking into al-haitham's pleading face, you couldn't help but agree to his plan. you slipped into your dress and started combing your hair.

as al-haitham entered the room, you could see the object which was causing you to be this nervous.

a vibrator.

it was tiny but effective. you knew because it was the source of multiple of your previous orgasms. once al-haitham found it, he got so jealous he had come up with this plan.

in order to 'punish' you, were his exact words.

he walked up to you with that insufferable grin on his face.

'get on the bed' he commanded you. you looked up at him pleadingly, begging him to reconsider his decision, but it seemed his decision was final.

you sighed, resigning yourself to your fate and shuffled to your shared bed.

you instinctively spread your legs, this was basically routine to you.

noticing it immediately, he said, 'good girl, but you aren't going to get off your punishment that easy.'

he pulled up your dress and spread your legs even wider, exposing your pussy to him even more.

'no panties too huh, like the little slut you are' he sneered, before pressing two of his fingers against your flesh.

you gasped, his fingers were cold, stimulating you even more.

he rubbed around your slit for a while before pulled them away, and a line of your pussy juice followed it. 'already so wet for me huh? you've been waiting for this haven't you'

you blushed and turned your head away, getting even more turned on by al-haitham's derogatory comments, but he couldnt know that.

he slowly pressed a finger in you, trying to loosen you up. your walls tightened upon his thick finger prodding against your most private parts.

soon he added one finger and slowly another. he kept a quick pace, thrusting in and out of you as if there were no tomorrow.

you felt your orgasm slowly building up but so did al-haitham. immediately his slick removed fingers were taken out of your hole.

you were so frustrated, but you would never let that show, especially to someone like al-haitham.

he smirked up at you, knowing fully well what he had done, and you glared back down at him.

he once again, put his attention to your slit and he pushed the vibrator in you. it went in pretty easily, thanks to what haitham had done to your poor pussy earlier.

he brought out a remote out of his pocket and turned it up a bit. a low vibration was felt through your nether regions, which wasn't too bad and you could probably bear through this the night.

but you knew al-haitham wouldn't treat you that kindly and braced yourself as to what was going to come the following night.

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the journey to the restaurant wasnt too bad, considering al-haitham had to pay attention to the road.

the problem started as soon as they stepped foot into the restaurant.

as the waiter led you to your table, he grabbed you by the waist and held you close, all while turning up the speed.

your knees immediately buckled, not ready for this onslaught of pleasure. his grip on your waist tightened as he practically dragged you to the table, which was thankfully, not in view of other people.

as you sat down, you realised how much more you could feel the vibrations now that you were sitting down. you prayed none of your juices would stick to the chair or so help me you would jump off a building.

you glared at al-haitham, but he pretended not to notice, as he pretended to busy himself with the menu.

you were not in the mood to eat consider what was going down in your nether regions.

as the waiter arrived, al-haitham placed his order and soon the waiter turned to you.

'and for you miss?'

'i'll have a free-HENCH fries please' you barely managed to squeak out. the waiter raised an eyebrow at you but said nothing and walked away.

you gave al-haitham a mean glare before hissing, 'did you really have to turn it up right when i ordered??'

instead of answering, he turned up the volume, causing immense waves of pleasure roll over you.

question answered.

you bit your lip, not wanting to moan out loud, worriedly thinking to yourself 'would he really make a scene out here?'. you glanced at him, who was staring at you with his usual unreadable expression.

you stared into his sage green eyes, with little gold flecks in them. you often got lost in them, admiring their beauty and the face on which it lies on.

as you were lost admiring his beauty, his long legs decided to pay your legs a visit.

you felt the brush of one of his shoes against your thigh and sucked in a breath, 'what was he planning on doing now?'.

you felt it come even closer to your throbbing crotch, and shut your eyes in anticipation.

but it never came.

you looked over to al-haitham who was chuckling softly to himself. what a dick move.

at this point you were sure if the vibrator was in you for another minute you were gonna come.

instead of doing it in public, you decided that the bathroom was probably a better choice.

you slowly got up, your legs still weak from the constant pleasure source, stuck up your hole. you smiled sweetly at al-haitham, before excusing yourself.

you hastened your pace when you realised a line of your juices would soon be greeting your thighs and everyone around you.

you entered the bathroom with a sigh, finally freedom.

you started opening a stall door, but before you realised, someone grabbed you by the waist and sat u down on the sink.

of course, who else would it be but your dear husband.

you huffed at him in displeasure. if he didnt let u orgasm right now, he would be sleeping on the couch for weeks.

'couldn't let you orgasm alone could i?' he said in a raspy voice, before violently ripping out the vibrator and descending his mouth on your beautiful folds.

you were not ready for this.

you gasped and moaned, as he hit every single sweet spot known to mankind. oh sweet jesus you were gonna--

'huh???'

al-haitham rose from under your legs, wiping his mouth clean.

'cant let u come alone now can i?' he said, all while unbuckling his pants.

as he was doing that, you noticed something. 'what if someone came through the door?'

you looked at al-haitham with panicked eyes and repeated the question. he just shrugged his shoulders and said 'i locked it, darling. i wouldn't want anyone else seeing your charming body.'

he prodded at your entrance, with his tip. satisfied with how loose you were, he shoved his whole length in you.

you stifled back a scream, as he rocked his hips back and forth into you.

this might've been the best sex you've had.

tears flew freely out of you, as he kept hitting that sweet spot in you, again and again.

soon you orgasmed, letting out a scream because jesus that was by far the best orgasm you've had.

you could feel al-haitham was close as well, slowing down his pace until all of his semen was safely placed in you.

you let out a satisfied sigh, this was one of the many reasons you loved your husband.

you put your head against his soft chest and laid contentedly there, before-

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

'EXCUSE ME, WHOS IN THERE?? PLEASE UNLOCK THE DOOR IMMEDIATELY'

you looked at him with alarmed eyes. you both had made a total mess, but you had no choice but to open the door.

you fixed your dress as al-haitham went and unlocked the door. the waiter first stared at your husband then you.

connecting the dots fairly quickly, he only had one thing to say.

'leave'

and so you did, with a satisfied expression on your faces.

[pridelessdaydreamer]

PLOTTER / SHIPPER

taken from: nat's linoan!

tagging: flutters my lashes like a funny lil guy :eye::sparkles:

1. CONNECTIONS

write about how our muses could connect with each other! ex. what does your muse like to do that other people would be involved in? do they have interests that other people might share?

Linhardt is a Black Eagle, and one native to Fódlan. Any who decide to study the politics of the continent would easily stumble upon his house, and connections can be drawn from there (accurate or otherwise).

She is a frequenter of the library though, even if she's most often found there late at night. Aside from her chronic reading, she also likes to fish! Not competitively though. She's not that competitive.

If you can't find them in class, the library, or at the Fishing Grounds though, just wander around the monastery a bit—they're probably asleep underneath a tree somewhere. Or in their room asleep, in which case, good luck finding them.

2. PLATONIC

write about your muse and their concept of friendship. ex. how is your muse like with friends? do they make friends easily or do they find it difficult to connect with others?

Friendship for Lin is... interesting, to say the least. They'll regard you much the same as they would any other person, but perhaps with slightly less rudeness/sass (unless you're really close, then it's worse *cough cough* CASPAR *cough cough*). The chance of summoning them with the click of your heels increases by 0.5%, so that's also a neat bonus! Really, the big thing is that they'll consciously worry about you now (when they think it's necessary to worry, otherwise, you're on your own).

The thing is, once you actually manage to pin him down, so long as you aren't asking him to do work all the time, you'd be pretty alright in his book! The threshold for 'friendship' though is rather hard to pin down—one day you're acquaintances and the next you're friends. It's not really easy to draw the line.

I can't say she makes friends easily considering she... doesn't exactly try, to be quite frank (it's part of the reason the previous bullet is so nebulous). She'd be completely content being alone forever (minus that one hamster), and she doesn't really rely on others that much except to do work she'd rather not do! Actively seeking out a friend isn't really something she does. I can't say she struggles either though—there is simply no effort made at all. Alas.

3. ANTAGONISTIC

write about your muse and the conflicts they have with other people. ex: who are they on bad terms with? what kind of people do they not get along well with? how do they act around people they don’t like?

Hubert. Also Ferdinand. Edelgard to an extent. Caspar sometimes (it's a best friends thing) /j. Yeah. Yeah.

To elaborate, anybody who expects her to put in more than the minimum amount of effort gotta be joking fr! It's not that bad if it's a misunderstanding, but if you try to force it? Yikes. (Edelgard ain't that bad fr cuz she knows when to quit! Also when to appeal. She's cool ong)

Admittedly, antagonism for Linhardt is basically the same as their normal behavior, just snarkier. More witty rebuttals and sharp comments—this man can never be anything but blunt! They're already very likely to just walk away from a conversation, but if they don't like you? Ohoho!

Won't lose sleep over it though. That's a bit too much.

4. ROMANTIC

write about your muse and their relationship with romance. ex. are they searching for love or not interested in it in the slightest? what’s their dating history like? how do they act around crushes? how would they treat their partner if they were in a relationship?

Okay 'cause this is hilarious when the muse is aromantic gwahaha!

This is an aroace lil guy—completely disinterested in romance for romance's sake (because someone tell me how he tells how many different girls they're gonna have kids together in his A-supports? Also in basically every instance it's got something to do with crests and studying them. He's a bit insane).

Their dating history is completely blank. There is actually nothing to see here.

Similarly, there are no crushes for her to act different around! This one is fairly normal (<- this post was brought to you by the Aspec Gang)

As for how he'd treat his partner if he was dating—the same way he would act if they were friends? lol? Literally nothing has changed in his mind except that there might be kisses or something. (Is there a book he can read somewhere on this? Probably.)

Oh well she's probably gonna get married off for political purposes anyway. (This post was brought to you by the Noble Clique.)

[weightoftomorrow]

prompts: job mentors / soul crystal

Qahs'a and job states:

GLA/PLD oh this one is a hard one. He was probably willing to help Mylla out with Aldis, but clearly did not want to be a gladiator Gladiator. Taking down Alacrans is a thing in both GLA and PGL so that totally happened. Jenlyns though? Qahs'a turned and walked away from that guy when he started being intensely weird about Solkzagyl's job stone being "polluted" and how UNFORTUNATE he is to stuck being captain, and even if he stuck around to help save Jenlyns from himself, around 45 he'd have to walk away to not stab him in the head over the stupid ambush. Honestly, I assume he did some training with the Fortempses, but then Haurchefant died and traumatized him and now he has serious issues doing any Paladinny stuff without thinking about the Vault. If he has a job stone, it's from Ishgard, not Ul'dah.

MRD/WAR MRD is such a forgettable questline. There's no reason why Qahs'a wouldn't have helped Wyrnzoen and Sighard out, minus the having to wield an axe thing, but he'd probably be fine with it. Kujata's not really a threat at all. Warrior though? Qahs'a would probably be offended by Curious Gorge talking about "inner beast" to a Keeper of the Moon. He absolutely does not have the WAR job stone. I'm sure Ardbert is very annoyed about it, but he can't do much about it. Sorry Curious Gorge, I hope you resolved your rage issues solo.

DRK Oh boy. Look. I'm possibly the only one who plays XIV who really dislikes the 30-50 DRK quests. The English translation is like designed to make me, specifically, angry. Qahs'a wouldn't have gotten past level 40, let alone get to any other quests. I can easily see him having picked up DRK, but the story would've not been about "ohoho you're being EXPLOITED and you need to think only of yourself" but more about…. him being wildly depressed? He totally should do a DRK storyline about taking care of yourself when you're wildly depressed, but I am not good enough at writing to rewrite Esteem into that. And I really want him to have done 60-70 and plausibly the 80 quest. So he probably has a job stone, and gets along with Sidurgu and Rielle, and finds her being annoyed about needing to grow up faster so Sid stops treating her as babby is great, and he supports her, but 30 to probably 60 was wildly different in an unknown way.

GNB I play GNB. I think GNB is wildly out of character for Qahs'a. Going around with Radovan and Sophie and helping them out? Yes, he'd love to do it. Saving Cato Mammula? Yes definitely. But he's already supporting one nearly extinct art, and I think Radovan would appreciate that. Being able to understand Thancred's new job would be great. Radovan probably even gave Qahs'a the job crystal to practice with, but the explosions make him flinch hard.

CNJ/WHM Although he started as Lancer, he branched into Conjurer very early, as the only vaguely close thing he could do to follow in his mother's path. But it's really not, and I'm sure that the Padjals are continually rather… distant towards him, because Gridania still does have that prejudice, and he's very much a traditionally-raised Keeper. But he hasn't even tried to cast White Magic since the First turned all his spells to permanently Light-based. He's pretty freaked out about that. Definitely has a job stone, but he might leave it somewhere else nowadays, in case it's Light-poisoned and can spread to his other job stones. He's not sure if it's the job stone or him that's permanently Light-skewed (he's pretty sure it's him though).

SCH Sorry Alka Zolka. I desperately want him to have saved the Tonberries and done the Scholar questline, but uh. see ACN for details.

AST He picked up AST because he never got to see the stars much, growing up, and finds them fascinating. He kind of hates how intensely fate-based Leveva is, but keeps quiet rather than contradict her. He also doesn't get along well with Jannequinard, but, again, keeps quiet. I'm sure Janne likes Qahs'a significantly more than Qahs'a likes Janne, because Qahs'a almost looks Janne look good to Ishgardian society, comparatively speaking. Kyokuho makes Qahs'a feel quite uneasy, and he's not sure if it's jealousy or just Kyokuho's manner is what bothers him. After WHM got all Lighty, Qahs'a swapped to being AST more. He doesn't heal-focus much though, but he likes staring at the stars. That job stone is a tigerseye and you can't convince me otherwise, and I love tigerseye so Qahs'a probably does too. Seems the most likely job stone that someone would pull out and stare at (and turn to watch the chatoyancy). I feel like Urianger has tried to bond with Qahs'a over being a fellow Astrologian but Qahs'a keeps getting overwhelmed by Urianger's vocabulary.

look at this this is an ast job stone. https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/4/4c/Tigers_eye_chatometry.gif won't turn into an image because it's too big but go look to see the chatoyancy gif. i am off topic

SGE The major strike against Sage, besides the uh… intense academia vibes that Alphinaud constantly gives off is the intro. Qahs'a has experience with Sharlayan's attitude towards "fugitives who stole things". He does not condone Sharlayan's weird penchant for assassinations. Also, Lalah is kinda amazingly naive, and just gives some random guy this job crystal. On the other hand, Qahs'a probably went "yeah sure I'll help," and failed to tell Lalah he was aiming to help Loifa more than her. It all worked out in the end at least. So yeah, Qahs'a probably has the Sage job stone and just never uses it.

LNC/DRG Qahs'a walked into Gridania with not much more than a pitchfork and the clothes on his back (and a ring the guy in the carriage gave him), so he's definitely interacted a lot with Ywain. Foulques showing up to kill lancers for the crime of uh. not… being…. cool enough in his books…… sure did make Qahs'a unhappy. So he parted on good terms with Ywain, just in time to get flung into Alberic and Estinien's kinda fucked-up relationship. At least he gets to hold being an Azure Dragoon over Estinien forever. He also turned DRG into a tank-class during HW, but he's tapered off on it over time as he ramped up magicking.

RPR Drusilla is a little… brusque which would be a turn-off for Qahs'a. Making fun of some rich guy is a plus. The aesthetic, and letting someThing else from another reflection possess him is absolutely a dealbreaker. This makes him a hypocrite but I'm sure Ardbert doesn't need competition. So he doesn't have a job stone, and probably got rebuffed when trying to help anyway. Sorry Drusilla?

PGL/MNK Well. Hamon is…. a bit of a dick. Qahs'a probably doesn't like him. He likes Chuchuto tho, and helping Rururkuta get out is also a good thing. And I doubt he likes punching. So he's probably going to not really be interested in continuing. And then Erik is very condescending to anyone who isn't as "educated" as him (read: everyone. Qahs'a knows he's uneducated, Erik doesn't need to be a dick about it) and Widargelt is a mess in ARR so uh. yeah. Qahs'a does not become a monk. No jobstone for him.

SAM Oh SAM. Qahs'a is totally willing to go along with Musosai's thing and along to help out and help Momozigo. Some of the bits are a little odd but, I mean, he does worse things for random people in tiny settlements. The 60 quest though? Oh fuck no. Qahs'a hates everything about that quest. There is a very good chance he does not actually complete the 60 quest, and refuses to kill Musosai because suicide-by-Warrior-of-Light is pretty cruel to said warrior of light. So I guess he has the jobstone. Hates it though now. And Zenos also made it worse. Yeah.

ARC/BRD So Qahs'a is a traditional Keeper of the Moon. He absolutely knows how to shoot a bow (but does not have one because his older sister sucks). He gets along great with Leih. They probably stand in a corner and make fun of Silvarre and his claiming no one else can shoot a bow ever unless they are a giraffe. Luciane is amazingly not involved in the Archer questline, I don't know how they get along. I presume Pawah is more hostile to Leih considering that she's hanging out with some guy. Whatever, that questline ends. Qahs'a gets sent to Jehantel, stares at him going "yeah i'll teach you poetry" and probably walks away because like. Sorry, he's got a lot of other things on his mind besides poetry and song. Well. If he realized that he'd be able to retrieve the stolen job stone for him, he'd do that at least, but I still cannot picture him keeping it after. Jehantel wants an apprentice and Qahs'a cannot be that apprentice (especially later when he goes mute).

MCH This is the #1 questline I assume Qahs'a did as a different job. Stephanivien needs help, Qahs'a likes the Haillenartes (or at least Francel, and Laniaitte and Stephanivien are pretty nice too. Baurendouin is…. not), but Qahs'a flinches at loud noises and gun recoil so Steph probably gave him the job stone, watched him be unable to hit the broad side of a barn and gave up on teaching Qahs'a to gun-fight. Qahs'a is all for showing up dicks, especially Dzemael dicks, tho, so… somehow he helps out? Maybe he helps Joye out. Maybe just having The Saviour Of Ishgard on his side helps him out vs Tedalgrinche. No idea. I guess Qahs'a has the job stone in his pouch, but like… at the bottom, with GNB, mostly ignored.

DNC Considering the quest opener is "hey, you wanna perform?", Nashmeira lost him 5 seconds in. I wrote a drabble about just convincing him to Help and not Perform but…. I think convincing him to dance at all is kinda ooc. But you kinda need to dance to root out the dynamis so… I guess he has the job stone? At the bottom of the pouch tho. Also Ranaa is weird because she's a non-traditional, non-forest Keeper. He has no idea how to act around her.

NIN NIN is the job he tries at and fails, completely. He's very bad at hiding, for all that he doesn't talk. He fumbles mudras, even with a job stone to help him shape his hands. Yugiri thinks he's hilarious. He's glad he's funny at least. Karasu probably also finds him hilarious. Tsubame probably sees the humour in the situation, and Oboro tears his hair out about how bad this guy is at this. Very ridiculous dynamic.

THM/BLM Qahs'a was very happy to help Cocobuki et al. with Cocobusi. Cocobuki probably likes having Qahs'a around. But Qahs'a probably only wandered into the THM guild after picking up RDM, and I can't help but imagine they're a little snobby about things and this guy thinks he can cast thaumaturgy while a completely different job. Hmph. I think he likes the tribal black mages better than Lalai, and he really doesn't like Shatotto. Ququruka is just kinda. okay. idk what's up with that guy i don't really wanna learn more either. If he has a BLM job stone, it's more because he's a master Red Mage which automatically means he's good at Black Mage rather than any particular interest.

ACN/SMN ok so. Qahs'a is only partially literate. He can read. He cannot write, and he definitely doesn't do math. And he even more definitely doesn't do complex equations. He is not an arcanist, unless he casts entirely through instinct / just shoving aether through random equations on the page and hoping he doesn't set the book on fire. Thybyrgeim is probably very empathetic, K'lyhia probably is extremly unempathetic, and K'rhid, not that he's ever going to meet K'rhid, would probably just be very mocking. This guy is never casting math magic. So he's definitely never unlocking Scholar (he also would not do it just from the name) or Summoner (isn't that what you do to call primals? that sounds evil). He should be the best Summoner around and instead he cannot do the prerequisite. Sorry Y'mhitra and Rammbroes and Dancing Wolf an--

RDM Oh look it's his main. Um i mean. Qahs'a can't turn down a chance to help people. Especially can't stop helping children. X'rhun loves him. Arya loves him. These three are very close. Qahs'a adores that he shares a job with Alisaie, and has specifically chosen a rapier to match hers. Qahs'a never lets go of his RDM job stone.

BLU Oh no, Qahs'a really doesn't like Martyn. Every time Martyn does something to try to recover his reputation, he immediately tanks it again. Qahs'a is only here because the two Mamool Ja think Martyn is ridiculous. If Martyn hadn't actively shoved a job crystal into Qahs'a's hand to "prove" it's a real job, Qahs'a never would've picked it up. He likes to pretend BLU doesn't exist. I am permanently stuck on Blue Cheese though, so I'm never going to find out what 60-80 and beyond quests are about.

VPR and PCT are waiting on dawntrail. I'm pretty sure I can't play VPR from Yoshi-P's description tho.

In summary: job stones he actually owns and uses: RDM, DRG, AST. job stones he owns but ignores: PLD, DRK, GNB, WHM, SGE, SAM, MCH, DNC, NIN, BLM, BLU job mentors he gets along with: MRD DRK GNB AST SGE LNC DRG half of PGL NIN half of ARC MCH sorta DNC THM RDM neutral job mentors: GLA WAR RPR BRD ACN job mentors he does not: PLD CNJ WHM the other half of PGL and ARC MNK SAM BLM BLU job mentors he would like if he could meet them: SCH SMN

[vaultingfist]

your name: Hu Tao

Romantic or platonic?: ohoho...why romantic ~

A night in or dinner out or an activity?: an activity...I get bored sitting around

Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: chocolate covered strawberries

What's your perfect date?: moonlight stroll through a grave garden.

Would you cook for me?: Sure! If making tea counts? A certain consultant taught me his secrets. I'll at least treat you to some Liyuian street food.

Would you let me cook for you?: Of course! You can even surprise me!

Can we make-out?: Oh my how lewd..I thought you'd never ask :)

Make out in private or in public?: Doing it in public is like a fun roulette.

Do you like to cuddle?: YES

Blankets or no blankets for cuddling?: blankets

Couch or bed?: Get in the coffin..... no wait ...wrong application. I mean bed

What are at least 3 hobbies of yours?: writing poetry, exploring haunted places, and tarot readings.

Tell me something about you no else knows: I tend to know more about people than I lead on :3

Why do you want to be my valentine?: I think we may have got of to a strange start...so its a way to make it all up ~

What makes you a good Valentine?: Free complimentary coupons <3

"My my, I must admit I appreciate a woman with confidence and one who can challenge me in battle. In addition to a wonderful evening I also get coupons for funeral services? Sounds almost a little too good to be true. Sure. Why not?"

[ainaava]

✨🍕🙌

ohoho thanks so much for the ask!

✨ - How did you come up with the OC's name?

This answer is pretty much the same for all my ocs. Usually I'll look at words or names from other characters and take bits and pieces that I like and put them together until I make something I like. For Aerisen, I did it a little differently than Ivrasea and Ri'avva. Instead of using words/names from the language of the race I'd chosen for them, I just kinda thought of a name I liked and made some changes to it (orginally Eris, which turned into Aerisen).

🍕 - What is their favorite food?

Ivrasea really likes anything spicy, as long as its not too spicy, she can't handle the heat too well.

Ri'avva really likes pastries, pretty much anything you can think of, she'll probably love it.

Aerisen almost only eats meat most of the time. It grew up living out in the wilderness, learning to live off almost nothing, so it feels like a treat to it now that it can live in cities and have access to more.

🙌 - How many sibling does your OC have?

Ivrasea, technically, is an only child. Her birth parents never had any other children after her. But she grew up with a sister after she was kidnapped as a young child. She really looked up to her sister, too, even if her sister wasn't very fond of her.

Ri'avva has three siblings, an older sister, and two younger brothers. She gets along with her siblings pretty well, and even still writes to them sometimes after she left Elsweyr.

Aerisen has no idea if it has any siblings, or any family at all. It's earliest memories were of being completely alone out in the wilderness, trying to survive, with no idea where to go. (It actually does have one sibling, a brother, which i may or may not introduce eventually).

Thank you so much for the ask! Now i'm kinda feeling inspired to draw some oc's siblings. Maybe I will do that after the piece I'm currently working on.

[equipment-manifest]

Ohoho, what a treat to come back to something like this! I'm always excited to read something that really grapples with representing the perspective of an AI. I'll keep my thoughts below the cut in case any of my followers want to read the fic first.

It was fun to see how you elaborated on each of the tags! The way that the Conflux's simulations slowly grew more surreal as elements of the present leaked into the past was especially enjoyable to me. And the details in the pump controls part made me think a bit harder about what might be going on there, chemically. Did you know that when sulfur dissolves in water, one product is hydrogen sulfide, which can cause steels to turn brittle and crack easily under stress? At higher temperatures, it can even react with carbide and weaken the steel by forming internal pockets of methane. I wonder if these phenomena contributed to the failure of Moon's legs. And decaying organic matters generates hydrogen sulfide too... Anyway, I think my favorite part overall was the end—all the writing from the perspective of the power rail manager is really excellent. I don't think it's what you intended, but at first I combined the two sentence fragments in that part into "a clever animal, perhaps on the level of... No Significant Harrassment?"—implying that she hardly has the memory left to conceptualize an Iterator as anything but an intelligent sort of creature. Imagining that definitely tugs at my heartstrings.

thinking about the way i imagine iterators’ consciousness to work, i think i prefer it if puppets only really act as eyes and a mouth, and their actual “brain” is spread all throughout the structure. and i’ve been thinking about how moon’s situation would be given that. like instead of her consciousness being reduced to her puppet, what if it was instead just fragmented, and the parts of her within her larger structure are still alive and conscious? she has no way to communicate because she’s disconnected from her puppet, and obviously she barely remembers anything, but what if she could still feel and think all the while sinking further underwater? i feel like it would make submerged superstructure all the more tragic and her overall situation more horrifying