#these friends and their found family and their platonic/bordering on romantic love is my favorite thing

[mosviqu]

❄️🎄❄️ moot game ❄️🎄❄️- hi baby,, assign some romantic tropes to your moots + explain why

i totally forgot i had this in my inbox and a moot just answered this ask so i am reminded of it once again HAHA. only did the moots i am the closest to <3

@satoruly - miri is found family (i would say soulmates au too, but i wont be that cheesy.). you meet and her and you instantly click. she knows your soul and connects with it, makes you feel safe, makes you feel understood. your sense of humor is the same and you never thought you'd be blessed to have someone like her in your life, but it happens and you always thank whoever is up there for bringing her into your life. she is like laughting until you cry, like tending to each other's wounds, like listening to long voice memos and feeling so at peace and in tune with someone that you wonder how the universe works so well that there is someone out there that is truly your best friend, no questions asked and no doubts felt

@csenke - now come on there is no way i am not giving csenge neighbors au (slash childhood friends au). we are platonic neighbors because we live in bordering countries and i felt strangely so at home in budapest but other than that,, she is just that type of person you feel like you've known forever. the person you go on walks with and spend most afternoons with and have similar interests with because you are the same age and you grew up together and you feel so carefree with them and they know you so well. she is like evening walks during summer break and like catching the bus and going on a little road trip and like playing in playgrounds and she is like laughter and being silly and being only a house away and everything is good because you know that when you come back from whatever journey u went on, your neighbor, your childhood friend, will always wait there for you.

@from-izzy - izzy is coming of age. she is like sharing struggles and growing up, she is like finding yourself and overcoming trouble, she is all late night talks and rants, she is confessions and fun and inside jokes and being loyal and protective of your loved ones, she is finding your favorite person and being glued to them in the halls of the school cafeteria, she is that kind of person they ask you "have you been friends since childhood?" about, but you reply that no, it hasnt been that long, you just click so well. she is like staring in the mirror and seeing yourself in another person. she is like mourning your childhood and the thrill of growing up. she is like wiping your cheeks off tears and staying strong even on your lowest. its like having a companion by your side even when u feel like youre all alone in the world.

@sanaxo-o - sana is idiots to lovers. two people who are in love with each other, but too oblivious and dumb to realize it. she is all silly acts and blushing cheeks and chaotic energy that makes you question the nature of the relationship. she is all caring and sweet and genuine and over-all besties vibes. it takes a while to figure out your feelings, but u get to it eventually.

@okkotsu-simp - kyuzu is first love au. my innocent sweet little sister i need to protect at all times. she is shy glances and rosy cheeks and lovesick hearts and screaming over the boy you like. she is like freedom and fun and all the pure things in the world in my eyes. that type that makes u wanna squish their cheeks and give them a forehead kiss.

@injangism - is academic rivals to lovers au. that type where you argue (not that we ever did) and go after each others throat, but u secretly admire them for their big brain and their strengths and their smarts and the determination. you admire them from afar but would never admit it because words are too embarrassing, so getting to their level is what you do to make them notice you. and then u realize the sexual tension and it all ends well<3

@sungbeam - beam is college au acquaintances to lovers. she is that person u know through mutual friends, that person you somehow end up talking to and still question how it even happened. u meet in college and click over the same struggles and interests and the similar way you two think, you click over deep talks in the lonely bedroom of a house party, or the person that follows you out of the bars on your smoke break. she is like your study partner during exam season u lose sanity with, someone u secretly admire, and somehow find growing closer to. she is like the mature girl u meet in college and then realize she is younger than you and you slowly start questioning the state of your developing front lobe.

@koishua - vie is right person, wrong time. i know it sounds depressing, but hear me out. vie is like watching the person you have always loved from afar. she is making you reflect on who you were and who you are now, she is the person that got away but you keep thinking about in hopes that they're okay and happy. she is that person you stalk on insta and feel proud of, wishing them well, despite not crossing your paths with them. and im not saying we no longer have the same path, i just think your tumblr hiatus left a scar on me 💔💔 i love you always vie, u are like my mature younger sister. you make me think of just how fast time flies. also ur whole existence is so poetic to me.

[dancer4813]

Under the Mistletoe

Took some time today to edit/revise this fic I originally wrote for @teammompike​ a year ago, based on this post. It was a pleasure to revisit, and I hope you all have a wonderful holiday season!

Summary:  Keyleth gets in the spirit of Winter's Crest and takes full advantage of the opportunity. Words: 2.1k [AO3]

Pike was the first to notice the berries, when they were wandering through the streets of Whitestone examining some of the local merchants’ wares.

“Keyleth, is that mistletoe?”

Keyleth turned her head to smile down at Pike. “I’m so glad you noticed! I found some on a tree when I went out to the forest earlier, and thought it was perfect for Winter’s Crest!“

The gnome tiled her head to one side. “You know what mistletoe means, right?”

“Of course,” Keyleth said, grinning. “Doesn’t everyone?”

“I suppose…”

“Pike! Did you still wanna do the arm-wrestling contest?” Grog asked, coming over to them. “It’s startin’ soon!”

“Yes, but give me a moment!” she said, opening her mouth to say something to Keyleth before apparently changing her mind and turning back to Grog.

“Grog, do you know what mistletoe means?”

“Missle-what?”

“Mistletoe,” Pike repeated, gesturing up to Keyleth’s antlers.

“I mean, looks like berries to me,” Grog said with a shrug. “And I’ve never really liked green things, like the leaves on them. They never taste good.”

“Come here.” Pike gestured for Grog to crouch down and Keyleth went back to looking at the various jewelry on display, hiding a chuckle.

“Wait, really?” Grog exclaimed from behind her, and Keyleth turned to see Pike shushing him but nodding, grinning.

“Does that mean…”

“Only if you want to,” Pike said with a shrug. “But it’s tradition, so…”

She gave him a knowing look, and he stared at her for a moment before turning back to Keyleth.

“Do you know what mistletoe is?” he asked her. Keyleth laughed, unable to hide it, and nodded.

“I think so,” she said, and Grog considered her for a moment before stepping forward and placing a hesitant but firm kiss on top of her head, barely needing to stoop because of her height.

“Any more participants for the arm-wrestling competition?” came a general call from behind them, and Grog straightened up.

“Happy Winter’s Crest, Keyleth!” he said quickly, already backing away to get to the tables. “Pike can explain the mizzle-toes if you ask!”

“Thank you, Grog! Happy Winter’s Crest!” Keyleth shouted back with a laugh. She looked back to Pike, who was smirking.

“You don’t need mistletoe explained, do you, Keyleth?” she asked, and Keyleth shook her head.

“I think I’ve got it pretty well sorted, but thank you, Pike.”

“Well, I might as well get in the spirit of the season,” Pike said. “Right?”

“Of course! I mean-”

“Pike! Are you joining the arm-wrestling competition?” Grog bellowed from behind them.

“Yes! Give me a moment!” Pike yelled back, leaning to the side. She rolled her eyes, shaking her head with a smile, and beckoned Keyleth down to her level.

“Sorry I couldn’t stay a bit longer,” Pike said, but Keyleth only shrugged.

“Go kick their butts.”

“Anything for my favorite druid,” Pike murmured, standing on her tiptoes to kiss Keyleth on the cheek. “Happy Winter’s Crest, Keyleth.”

Keyleth returned the kiss and pulled Pike into a quick hug. “And the same to you, Pike.”

“Pike! They’re startin’!”

“Oh- gotta run!” Pike exclaimed, peeking around Keyleth’s shoulder. “See you later!”

And she ran off to join the other contestants at the array of tables in the square.

Keyleth, chuckling behind her fingers, made her way over to Scanlan, who was absentmindedly humming and tapping his foot along to a tune played by a lively string quartet. She lowered herself onto the bench at the table next to the bard, watching the musicians as he hummed.

“What’s the name of this song?” she asked, trying to sort out the rhythms and figure out if she’d heard them before. She didn’t think she had, but Scanlan seemed familiar with it.

“An old folk song,” he said, stretching and glancing toward her. “But the lyrics were…”

He trailed off, blinking twice at the white berries tied securely onto either side of Keyleth’s antlered headdress.

“What about the lyrics?” she asked, raising her eyebrows.

“The lyrics?”

“The lyrics to the song,” she said, gesturing to the quartet. “You said that the lyrics were…”

“Ah, yes,” Scanlan said with a short sigh. “The lyrics were lost to time, I suppose they’d say. I once met an older bard who knew them, but I was with Dr. Dranzel at the time and we were simply passing through, so I never learned them myself.”

“That’s too bad…” Keyleth said, trailing off as the song finished.

“You know, mistletoe has a particular meaning around this time of the year,” Scanlan said, trying and failing to sound nonchalant. “A very particular meaning, if you get my drift.”

“Of course it’s got an important meaning,” Keyleth said, reaching up to adjust the berries on the left antler, doing her best to hide a smile. “Why else would I be wearing some?”

Scanlan seemed at a loss for words for a moment, and Keyleth watched the musicians arrive at the correct pages in their music, and start playing together, an upbeat and vaguely familiar tune that Keyleth was sure she’d heard at a previous Winter’s Crest - probably the one in Emon a year prior.

“I really don’t think… Oh, fuck it,” Scanlan said, hopping up from the bench to bow to Keyleth. “May I have this dance?”

“Well, if you insist, though I’m not the best dancer…” Keyleth said, chuckling as she stood and Scanlan practically dragged her to the center of the square, where a few other couples had already started something of a jig.

Keyleth had never learned many social dances - the Ashari used dance less for communal purposes and more for representing the elements around them - and she had never really been one for coordinated movement. (Her father had always said her talent made up for her lack of grace.) And yet, somehow, Scanlan was managing to lead her around the dance floor expertly, skipping between couples and keeping up with her hesitant steps despite the large height difference between them.

Well, until the song drew to a close and Scanlan attempted to dip her, his arms hardly long enough to wrap around her torso, her weight too much for him. He whistled quickly, summoning Bigby’s Hand to support her, and gave her a quick kiss on the corner of her lips that she barely was able to return before he pulled back, grinning, his chest heaving as her own was while they both gasped for air.

“Thank you for the dance, my lady,” Scanlan said, adding a flourishing arm of embellishment to his bow. “And Happy Winter’s Crest.”

“No, thank you, Scanlan,” Keyleth said with as neat a curtsy as she could perform, her face flushed with excitement and exertion. “And a Happy Winter’s Crest to you as well.”

Throat dry and spirit light, Keyleth waved goodbye to Scanlan and made her way to the tavern, coming out with a tankard of water after only a minute or so and taking a seat at one of the empty tables lining the street, looking around happily at the festivities.

“That’s some lovely mistletoe you’ve got there,” came Percy’s voice from behind her as he sat down.

“Thank you, Percy! I think it’s a nice touch, don’t you?” Keyleth asked, smirking slightly as she turned to face him.

“Very nice. Winter’s Crest-appropriate, as well.”

“Exactly. Though, it is poisonous, you know, which makes it an interesting choice for decoration.”

“Is it?” Percy asked, a smirk of his own sliding into place on his lips. “I guess I’ve never had any reason to eat mistletoe and find out, but thank you for letting me know. Now I’ll be aware should anyone try to feed me some.”

Keyleth laughed, and Percy laughed with her. He pulled her into a hug with one arm, kissing her forehead gently before releasing her.

“Has Vax seen this yet?” he asked, gesturing to the top of her headdress.

“He’s next on my list,” Keyleth said, glancing over to where the twins were standing together, cheering on Pike and Grog in the arm-wrestling competition.

“I usually wouldn’t recommend lists, but I think that’s a good plan,” Percy said, chuckling. “I’ll have to keep watch for that amusing interaction.”

“I hope it will be,” Keyleth said, reaching up to check that the vines she’d druidcrafted to hold the berries in place were still holding strong. “Well, no time like the present, right?”

“None at all,” Percy said with a knowing grin.

Keyleth made to stand, and Percy grabbed her hand.

“By the way, Happy Winter’s Crest, Keyleth.”

“Happy Winter’s Crest, Percy,” Keyleth said with a smile, waving farewell as she made her way over to the twins.

“Hello!” she greeted, approaching the two of them.

“Hello Keyleth!” Vex said, the look she gave Keyleth mildly confused until she replaced it with a wide smile and a wink. Keyleth let her own grin grow for a moment, then worked to school her expression, waiting for Vax to turn around.

“Hey, Kiki,” he said distractedly, watching Pike take down a teenager whose smug smile had been wiped clean off his face. When the gnome stood up proudly and fist-bumped

Grog, he turned to look at Keyleth with a smile that fell off his face after only a moment, replaced with a look of confusion.

“You’ve got mistletoe,” he said, tilting his head to the side.

“No shit, brother,” Vex said, elbowing him in the side. He elbowed her back.

“I just…” he seemed lost for words, and Keyleth made a supreme effort to keep herself from laughing and continue looking innocent and just a little confused at his words .

“Yes?”

“Uh, well…”

“Did you have a question?”

“Well, umm… Do the Ashari have a particular meaning for mistletoe? Being a plant, that is.”

Vax’ cheeks flushed and Keyleth lifted one hand to hide her laughter as she pretended to think about her answer.

“Mistletoe to us means life and longevity, I suppose, and can be used as a symbol of love. It’s also said to grant protection from poison, though I always find that strange since it’s actually a poisonous plant.”

Vax gulped audibly. “Is it?” he asked, his voice higher than it normally would be. “That’s interesting…”

He swallowed once and breathed deeply, then continued. “So, is there any special tradition the Ashari use mistletoe for during the holidays?” Vax asked, shifting from foot to foot with awkwardness screaming from him. Keyleth was quite sure it was the sort she was usually victim of and not witness to, and she had to admit, it felt rather good to be on the other side of things.

“We hang it up around Zephra, I suppose…” Keyleth said, deliberately vague. She found herself glancing at Vex, who smirked and winked at her from over Vax’s shoulder.

“But is there any…”

Vax made a vague gesture to his face and puckered his lips slightly.

“Is there any… what?” Keyleth probed, making Vex catch herself on a laugh.

“Yes, any what, brother?” she chimed in.

“You’re not helping!” Vax shot back over his shoulder. “Any- oh, you know!”

“Do I?”

“Kiki!”

“I don’t understand, Vax,” Keyleth said, softening her eyes with extreme difficulty, since she wanted nothing more than to burst out laughing. “Any what?”

She knew their relationship hadn’t progressed much outside the bedroom, but she hadn’t imagined such a strong reaction from him when faced with a public display of affection.

“I think he means any kisses, darling,” Vex said, stepping forward, which was all the warning Keyleth had before the ranger planted a kiss square on Keyleth’s lips.

It was a surprise, but not an unwelcome one, and Keyleth returned the kiss happily before Vex pulled away, cheeks flushed and with a sultry grin on her face.

“Vex!”

“Oh, but brother, you were just going to leave your girlfriend hanging while you stuttered about,” Vex said, turning back to him.

“That didn’t mean you had to just- I can’t believe you-”

“Vax, of course the Ashari tradition involves kissing,” Keyleth said, side-stepping Vex. “Doesn’t every tradition with mistletoe?”

“Well, I suppose,” Vax said, still looking very uncomfortable, his cheeks pink. “But then why-”

“-Did I wear some?” Keyleth asked, stepping toward him and lifting her hand to cup his cheek. “Why, just to see the look on your face, of course.”

And she kissed him, closing her eyes as their lips met, the warm breath against her face contrasting sharply with the cool air around them.

The kiss itself was soft and gentle and not at all how she had intended to kiss him, but she couldn’t complain. They held it for a long moment, then separated, and Vax sighed before resting his forehead against Keyleth’s, his cheeks still a darker pink than the winter air warranted.

“Part of me wants to be mad at you, but somehow I can’t manage it,” he said, reaching up to cover the hand that was still on his cheek.

“Glad to hear it,” Keyleth said, taking his fingers in her own. “Happy Winter’s Crest, Vax.”

“Happy Winter’s Crest, Kiki.”

[fellhellion]

can you make a rec list of your favorite fe3h fics? if that's alright?

OF COURSE I WOULD LOVE TO <3 always happy to give my fave works a shoutout <33333

Though mind u this is going to be a LOT so ill pop them under a cut

from the heart in exile

TLDR: platonic hubert edelgard fic that haunts me. It’s extremely good with really well written character voices and focuses on these two characters trying to find out who they are beyond the war with their friends refusing to leave them behind

Summary: 

You can’t speak just yet to whether time—and age? experience? not that war or rulership have given you much of the latter, at least in the area of gardening—has made your thumbs any less brown, but the house in the Oghma Mountains is surrounded by so many growing things it hardly seems to matter. It sits at the edge of a forest, on the gentle lower slopes, and the people in the nearest town had all smiled to speak of it when they pointed the way for Hubert, the day you arrived. A number of them were old enough to remember what it had been like, years ago, in the warm and golden before, and to insist that it had not changed in the ways that mattered. It was still full of light. The air still smelled green.

In which Edelgard keeps a garden, Hubert learns to fly, and those they leave behind refuse to be left behind.

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Watchtower

TLDR: platonic fic and amazing sylvain character study. Like genuinely one of the best i’ve ever read. If you’re someone who really wanted a deeper exploration of Sylvain’s feelings about Dimitri this fic is for u. 

Summary: 

When Sylvain is six and a half and climbs to the top of a tower with no one’s hand in his, he realizes that each and every one of the people he loves has been born as a gift to something else. Dimitri was born for Faerghus, and Felix was born for Dimitri. Glenn was born for the royal family, and Ingrid was born for Galatea and for Glenn. He realizes, too, that what they’re for decides their future. Dimitri will lead them into a better world. Felix will guide his path, and Glenn will protect his life, and Ingrid will bind her future to theirs.

And Sylvain, who was born for the border, will stand in a watchtower. He will see the enemy before it comes, and he will keep Dimitri and Felix and Ingrid and Glenn safe.

Dimitri reappears after five years. Sylvain knows it's his role to fix the mess they're in, but he doesn't know how.

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little light

TLDR: really good exploration of flayn and seteth’s relationship (+ with his wife and flayn’s mother) pre canon (also post canon if i remember right) just a really good if heartbreaking family fic 

Summary: 

"She is beautiful, and she is perfect. It is foolish to say so, because the goddess herself says perfect beings cannot exist - but Cichol knows now she must have been wrong, because his daughter is perfect. They name her Cethleann. In the old tongue, it means 'light.'"

Cichol, Cethleann, what they lost, and who they became.

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conjure the wind, ease my mind

TLDR: this author in general writes FANTASTIC work so pls check out their whole repertoire. a platonic fic between holst and claude w an exploration of claude’s past that’s just so good....found brotherhood i am WEEPING 

Summary: 

“I’d like to know what’s wrong. I’d like to help if I can.”

Calculating green eyes lock onto Holst’s own, but this time they’re laced with something a little bit like resignation

Many people call Duke Riegan a liar, but Holst feels like he knows the young man a bit better than that. To call him a liar is wrong, you see, because all Claude has ever really done is master the art of giving up as little of the truth as possible. He keeps truth close, treats it like a valuable commodity.

“I have three brothers,” he says. “Half-brothers.”

***

Claude won’t spar with Holst and Holst wants to know why.

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my fellow passerine

TLDR: same author as before and just...god this fic is so good. a platonic exploration of the relationship between Claude and Cyril. This fic has it all: found brotherhood, worldbuilding about Almyra, Claude character study, CYRIL character study. it’s just fantastic 

Summary:

Then the Alliance delegation shows up, and their offering strolls through the gates of the monastery like he already owns the place.

A reminder, for those who need it: Cyril is not an idiot. He has good eyes and he uses them.

An observation, for those who want it: The Golden Deer house leader is Almyran.

~

Cyril knows a lot more than he lets on, Claude is far less covert than he thinks he is, and messing with the guy your parents told you was a possibly-unkillable demon-prince isn’t usually supposed to earn you a lasting friendship but hey… life is already pretty damn weird.

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Autotomy

TLDR: god this ferdibert fic just fucking...destroys me. i cannot get through it without crying at least twice and usually more. it’s basically a CF canon divergence with a heavy HEAVY exploration of ferdinand and hubert’s perspectives towards usefulness and how abelist thinking affects that in their efforts to find Shambala after Ferdinand loses his sight from one of Hubert’s experimental spells. All while falling in love. this fic is VERY fucking heavy, please mind the tags, it’s amazing but it’s subject matter is something you need to be very aware of. Also i would highly reccomend reading the prequel to this fic as it provides some critical context to Hubert’s actions that you don’t get through Ferdinand’s flawed pov. Basically this author is a master of character perspective.

Summary: 

Ferdinand von Aegir's war record ends in 1182. The war does not.

Or, blind man's bluff.

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Coming of Age

TLDR: same author as before and god...just my FAVOURITE ferdinand character study. Takes place within the period Byleth is away. I don’t want to spoil anything but it’s incredible. Mines the fantastic character drama hook between Edelgard and Ferdinand that canon DIDNT rip

Summary: 

Ferdinand was a general. In theory. Edelgard had promised him continued command of his battalion, and a general needed a certain measure of wealth to supply his horses, his servants, his armor and rations and lodgings and, she’d promised.

But his father sat rotting in a cell, or worse, and it could be nothing more than a fable they thought him simple enough to believe. What did promises matter?

When the house of Aegir collapses around him, Ferdinand struggles to forge a path forward. He quickly discovers he can't manage it alone -- and neither, perhaps, can Edelgard.

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Another Life

TLDR: same author AGAIN (can u tell theyre my favourite fjsdhfk). Ferdibert fic, a man loving his partner and trying to figure out the best way to support them as they silently wrestle with questions about their gender identity is something that can be so PERSONAL and make u CRY god. also dark flier hubert my beloved. 

Summary: 

Ferdinand notices things. He cannot say what he notices, precisely, because he has no one to ask, and if he were to ask Hubert it would damn well result in every questioned moment up and vanishing forever behind a new wall of prickly austerity. Ferdinand cannot risk that. The things that he notices stick in his chest, and he thinks only, but.

Hubert wrestles with unasked questions; Ferdinand wrestles with a pegasus.

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Beneath the Sheets of Paper Lies My Truth

TLDR: Dimilix fic in my FAVOURITE fucking format of secondary in game historical sources exploring their relationship in retrospective.

Summary:

It was said that Duke Fraldarius’s grief at King Dimitri’s death was more potent than even the queen’s—but said by whom, and how, and why?

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A Fair Day’s Work

TLDR: Post CF Canon ferdibert where Hubert and Ferdinand’s overworked aides desperately try to get them together so they’ll be too busy being uhhhh AMOUROUS to give them so much work. Very much a romantic comedy with very fun OCs as our protags. 

Summary:

“I may have some coffee in the place for you,” said Prime Minister Aegir. “Let me show you how much better I have become at brewing it to your taste.”

“If you insist,” said Minister Vestra but he sounded pleased. To Delarivier, who had literally made it her profession to attune herself to his tone (usually ranging from sort-of-murder-y to extremely-murder-y), Minister Vestra sounded very pleased indeed.

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Ferdinand and Hubert's long-suffering aides figure out a way to work fewer hours.

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Roost

TLDR: Dimilix post AM Canon with some pre canon moments. Basically an exploration of the complexity of their relationship with bird symbolism and extra Holy Kingdom lore. Gifting ur lover a vulture is something that can be so personal fksdhfsjkd

Summary:

Dimitri makes an affirmative noise. Then he takes a breath, voice leveling out into what Felix had long ago dubbed his 'future king voice', all steady explanation: “Long ago, the saying fledged right along with the nobles' and royal family's love of hawking, and it has remained a common phrase from one generation to the next. As adviser to the king, the duke is meant to be regal and strong, even deadly when required, from his place at the king's side. To always act as the most piercing, watchful eyes over the Holy Kingdom of Faerghus and her sovereign."

He looks over to Felix as soon as his mouth snaps shut on the final word, as always seeking approval on his recitations.

Felix tilts his head, trying to look unimpressed. “I like eagles.”

A hand automatically comes up to cover the lower half of Dimitri's face, muffling the inarticulate sound of a snort of amusement. “That is good, since you are to be mine.”

***

They say an eagle watches over Fhirdiad.

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A faint and faraway sound

TLDR: Ferdibert with an excellent Hubert centric character study....just so good...makes me warm and fuzzy...the mutual pining and ROMANCE of it all

Summary: 

Hubert learns to be a person, with a lot of help and complication along the way.

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In golden light

TLDR: A really REALLY good ferdibert fic with ferdinand centric pov that focuses on him reflecting on his life as he prepares the Aegir house to become a boarding school. Ferdinand sibling exploration is ABOUND here and it’s great

Summary: 

When his family's summer home at Lake Aegir is set to be converted to a boarding academy, Ferdinand pays it one last visit and contemplates his complicated relationship with family, love, and legacy.

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one three four three four zero

TLDR: the fic that actually got me into dimilix. VERY heavy character study and you NEED to mind both the general fic tags and the content warnings the author lists for each chapter but it’s incredible. Takes a very familiar trope and just. slams you in the face with over 60k words of amazing character study. 

Summary: 

“How are you going to get the One-Eyed Demon of Garreg Mach, the Boar Prince of Faerghus, smuggled past Dukedom soldiers? What plan could you possibly have to get a creature that incapable of even pretending it isn’t a bloodthirsty beast into Dominic without getting caught?”

The Professor gives him one of their steady, unreadable stares. They definitely do not and could not possibly have answered him, “You’re going to pretend to be married to him.”

or, How to Pretend to be Married When One of You Can't Stop Hallucinating and the Other One Uses Hostility to Cope

[morethanaprincess-a]

THE POSITIVE & NEGATIVE; Mun & Muse - Meme.

fill out & repost ♥ This meme definitely favors canons more, but I hope OC’s still can make it somehow work with their own lore, and lil’ fandom of friends & mutuals. Multi-Muses pick the muse you are the most invested in atm.

My muse is:   canon / oc / au / canon-divergent / fandomless /

Is your character popular in the fandom?  YES / NO / Depends. I think fans usually love Sonia or hate her.

Is your character considered hot™ in the fandom?  YES / NO / IDK.

Is your character considered strong in the fandom?  YES / NO / In some aspects.

Are they underrated?  YES / NO.

Were they relevant for the main story?  YES / NO.

Were they relevant for the main character?  YES / NO /

Are they widely known in their world?  YES / NO.

How’s their reputation?  GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL / Verse-dependent. Mostly good, unless Despair-verse or post-Neo World Program/post-SDR2 for canon verses or Talentswap!AU for my Ultimate Mafia Boss AU. Sonia's reputation is pretty terrible in these.

How strictly do you follow canon?  

I do the best I can, considering that for most Danganronpa characters, there's limited information unless they're a protagonist. Considering DR, depending on the timeline of Sonia's class, takes place in various settings, realities, and states of mind, it can be a challenge to keep everything consistent. While I don't do a lot of threads that take place strictly in the SDR2-verse, where I do try to keep events canon to how they unfold in the game and as precisely as Sonia is presented as I can, other verses tend to be a bit more canon-divergent in order to fill in character building gaps that the game and anime don't really offer. The biggest change I tend to do is that unless I'm writing a thread of Sonia's arrival or first year at Hope's Peak or during the Neo World Program of SDR2, I don't tend to write many of her slang or word mix-ups. While Sonia reads and writes her 30+ languages better than she speaks them, I still believe she picks up on foreign languages easily and learns from her mistakes. She's a smart person, considering all of her talents mentioned in the SDR2 game alone. I also tend to disregard some of Hajime's free-time events with Sonia, particularly in terms of the hero legend and how she would allow the fabled hero to immediately marry and rule with her. My Sonia, for the most part, is a self-rescuing princess (and has a tendency to want to rescue everyone else too!).

SELL YOUR MUSE! Aka try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutuals.  

Is your muse looking for a friend and/or significant other who's just fascinated by everything they do and will support them no matter what? Someone who doesn't care about where you come from, your family, your looks, your socio-economic status but only who you are? Someone generous, kind, gentle, optimistic, smart, well-read, well-mannered, and will always be your muse's biggest cheerleader? Then your muse will definitely want to meet Sonia Nevermind, Hope's Peak Academy's Ultimate Princess and occult and serial killer-lover extraordinaire. She's poised to inherit a European country that thrives under absolute monarchy, a ridiculous amount of wealth and prestige, her own military, and more homes and assets than one person, and one family, really need. But get her talking about her favorite books/movies/TV shows, particularly horror and romantic dramas, and she'll be ecstatic. She loves exploring haunted locales, questioning the motives and methods of serial killers (real and fictional! I hope you've seen Friday the 13th, Halloween, A Nightmare on Elm Street, etc. Is your muse Team Freddy or Team Jason?), and experiencing a 'normal' lifestyle unbefitting of a royal. Novoselic has no amusement parks, so your muse can really wow Sonia by introducing her to her first roller coaster! While she can't actually participate in Freemasonry or murdering people (Despair and Talentswap verses aside!) due to her title, she's still quite intrigued by it all. And like any proper Novosonian, she adores her chocolate and her wine. She's got a massive sweet tooth, perfect for her usual sweet and kind demeanor.

Now the OPPOSITE, list everything why your muse could not be so interesting (even if you may not agree, what does the fandom perhaps think?)

She's not terribly edgy or sarcastic in most of her verses. It's very easy for Sonia to get duped by someone, as she's quick to consider people friends unless otherwise shown differently. She's very poised and polite due to her upbringing and doesn't often act on every impulse she has or speak her mind, especially if her opinion is divisive or negative, unless she trusts your muse. It's easy for her to accept friends into her life and far more difficult to accept romantic love, as she's frequently facing people who love her for her looks, title, and apparent purity, which frustrates her. She doesn't want to be put on a pedestal, she simply wants to be treated normally. She also doesn't get into too many fights, especially if she's been slighted. This is not a muse who's going to throw a punch, but she's excellent with firearms of all sorts. Pistols? Check. Rifles? Mastered them. Rocket launcher? Her favorite! And of course, she learned how to drive a tank before she could drive a car. If you're looking for a meek and shy muse to write with, Sonia's not that type. She's reserved in some things, but if your muse is really out of line? She'll call them out on it. She also has a tendency to want to lead in everything (it's a struggle for her to give up control, she can't help it!) and is a workaholic unless your muse distracts her.

Sonia has a fair amount of Rich People Problems. If that doesn't interest you or your muse, you may not enjoy interacting with her. But she remains as humble as she can about it all. She's terrible at putting herself first and admitting feelings for anyone, automatically assuming the person she cares for wouldn't want to be close to her, platonically or romantically, because of how complicated her life is as a future monarch. There's a lot of press, official appearances, and times she has to be a Princess before a person. She never wants to feel like a burden to your muse, which can sometimes come off as passive. But in life or death situations? Her bravery comes through.

And let's not go into how her Despair verse could be potentially triggering to some muses and/or muns. Sonia's absolutely disgusting when in Despair: lots of gore, lots of torture, lots of death, lots of blood, and a fair amount of sex with bad intentions. She's a gross human being (and has to deal with all of that in a post-Neo World Program verse!).

What inspired you to rp your muse?  

I've been roleplaying for a pretty long time (not necessarily all on tumblr, but for awhile. I'm old!), and I've played action/fighting muses, know-it-all/brainy/witty muses, and muses who border on the mean girl trope with a heart of gold. But I've never really played a sincerely kind and good person. I tend to prefer writing female characters (I'm just more comfortable writing women than men most of the time!) and I've always had an interest in royalty and European history since I was a child. I played and watched Danganronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc originally and while I found it fun, it didn't really hold my attention for long. It took 5-6 years or so for me to try out SDR2, and upon getting introduced to Sonia it was just a perfect fit. I love how kind and open-minded she is, how much she believes in the best of everyone, and how her interests in the occult, serial killers, anime, and dramas are a stark contrast to her royal upbringing. So many royal characters are complete snobs with no interest in commoners, which was never the sort of muse I wanted to write. But I loved the idea of Sonia's fish out of water situation of being the only foreigner in her class (and likely most of the school), who's just so happy to be there even though she gets various customs wrong and is just plain weird due to her personal interests. Additionally, I have a strong interest in horror, the occult, and serial killers myself, so it's been fun incorporating my thoughts on what Sonia would like outside of what the game and anime offered.

What keeps your inspiration going?  

This might be corny, but it's Sonia's innate curiosity about the world and everyone in it. Admittedly, I'm not terribly up to date on current and popular anime (and I've only played DRV3 once, so I don't know those muses as well, and I never completed that game's Talent Development Plan), so it's hard when I don't always know the franchise of the other muse Sonia's interacting with, but she's still so fascinated about others and is inclined to ask questions and take on new experiences. But when I'm feeling stuck on inspiration, I'm returning to books, movies, and TV shows. For Sonia specifically, I watch and read a lot of historical and royal-focused dramas, as well as horror and classic literature. I also follow blogs featuring royal history and modern royal coverage (though when it turns too gossipy, I tend to cringe!) for plot ideas. 

Still, it's the hardest for me to interact with other muses whose muns automatically assume I'm familiar with their fandom, especially when it's popular. I tend to do a fair amount of apologizing in that case, as most of my favorite anime are considered old or classic at this point. 

Some more personal questions for the mun.

Give your mutuals some insight about the way you are in some matters, which could lead them to get more comfortable with you or perhaps not.

Do you think you give your character justice?  YES / NO.

Do you frequently write headcanons?  YES / NO. 

Do you sometimes write drabbles?  YES / NO.  

Do you think a lot about your Muse during the day?  YES / NO.

Are you confident in your portrayal?   YES / NO.

Are you confident in your writing?  YES / NO / Most of the time!

Are you a sensitive person?  YES / NO.

Do you accept criticism well about your portrayal?  

Not terribly. In general, if someone doesn't like my portrayal, I question why they're following me (especially if we aren't writing together). I'm much more the type to respect someone's space if they decide to unfollow and/or softblock than want criticism of my portrayal. Of course, it's different if I'm writing with someone for awhile and we have multiple threads and character development, I'm a little more open to criticism but likely won't change my portrayal based on it. 

Do you like questions, which help you explore your character?

I do! In general though, I tend to prioritize threads and IC asks over OOC, starting with what I've got muse to write with first. I have anon turned off and so I don't really get a lot of random questions about my muse anymore unless I've posted a meme asking for muse headcanons, but when I do get them, I try to answer them to the best of my ability.

If someone disagrees to a headcanon of yours, do you want to know why?

Not really. It's okay to disagree with my headcanon, that's totally valid! But if it gets to the point where I'm being told how to write my muse, I get annoyed. When I write with a mun, I accept their headcanons in our threads, no questions asked. I prefer the same courtesy with my muse and their headcanons too.

If someone disagrees with your portrayal, how would you take it?  

Doesn't really matter to me. My general assumption is, is if someone disagrees with my portrayal, they likely won't write with me, follow me, or accept ask meme submissions from me. 

If someone really hates your character, how do you take it?  

We probably aren't roleplaying together. They likely either don't want to write with a Sonia or my version of her, and that's ok! What isn't ok is gossip and anon hate. I've turned off anon for this reason and won't turn it back on unless I need to (for example, a mutual I trust wants to send something on anon IC). It's a significant weight off my shoulders, not dealing with OOC anon rudeness.

Are you okay with people pointing out your grammatical errors?

Sure! No one's perfect. The only one that bothers me is different spelling for US English and UK/AUS/CAN English. I'm from the US and it's just easier to write in that, so I don't get anything wrong.

Do you think you are easy going as a mun?  

I like to think so! I'm pretty easygoing and understanding of things like hiatuses, no writing inspo, etc, as long as I'm told that's what it is. Of course, I have my preferences for writing style (I don't do much one-liners or crack RP, just not my thing. I write a lot and try to avoid purple prose as much as I can!), but otherwise I like to plot, to wing it, coming up with new AUs and ships, etc. I also like chatting fandoms and such OOC as well! Admittedly I'm not great when it comes to mental health struggles, as I go through them myself and while I'm pretty high-functioning, RP and tumblr is my escape from my career and horrible stuff IRL, keeping me grounded and such. I like roleplaying, chatting fandoms and fun things, and just having a good time over here and on discord.

That’s about it, congrats for filling out!

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Tagging: Since this is a very long meme, whoever wants to do it. 

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4, 11, 16, 19 (if you want) 😚⛄🌈

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4. Can you tell us about your 5 favorite muses?

In alphabetical order, bc I can’t make an actual top list ranking them, but I still need some kind of order.

Alice Fortescue - The one baby I played the longest and in most situations and groups. My actual baby. She is the mother hen of Hogwarts, has a knack to become a martyr for the causes she believes in, she fiercely loves her friends and family and suffers I think one of the most tragic fates in HP altogether.

Darcy Palmer - (tw death) Translator and interpreter who traveled the world and fell in love with a woman high up in a gang (unknowing of all of that) that resulted in her witnessing the murder of the woman she loved, almost dying herself and her own sister getting killed in the process as well. Now she has to make her way through life in witness protection under a completely new name and identity, separated from the rest of her family while having to deal with her demons in the dead of the night.

Glenda Chittock - My tiny baby who started out with her nose in between the pages and who felt more comfortable around books than around people. She barely did anything, barely experienced everything. And then an illness of her little brother opens her eyes and makes her realize that she has to go out and try things. Ans slowly she opens up, can communicate with people more. She has a never-ending knowledge that she always spurs out at people whenever she is nervous. She first works for the Daily Prophet as a journalist, and then eventually realizes that while her rambling doesn’t work in writing, she can’t get her points across, in a medium where she can talk, she can be captivating and interesting, hence why she starts doing her own radio show - which is the only canon fact we know about her.

Heidi Bergen - (tw abuse) Oh boy, where do I even start. This baby went through so much shit in her life to get to where she is. Happy first few years, then being separated from her dickhead father and older brother, her mother practically abandoned her little sister and her so she had to raise her sister. All of this turned into anger that she didn’t know how to handle, isolating her from everyone except for her own sister. She was angry at the world and the world was angry right back at her. She found a release in boxing, but the attitude and the need to push most people away remained - while also clinging to any romantical partner she had with tooth and nail, desperate to find somebody who wouldn’t leave her in the end. Resulted in her being in an abusive relationship that she could barely get out of and after she ran off to halfway across the country to make sure she is really far away from the dude. She’s a kickass criminal defense lawyer and in different versions of her she was either fighting with any kind of clients or specifically protecting crime syndicates.

Isabel de la Vega - My narcissist, self-centered merm whose backstory resembles the little mermaid’s story in many ways, but is so completely different from that fictional character. She arrives to Soapberry, a town where the supernaturals can openly walk around and be themselves, running from her past mistakes and failures and tries to make a new life for herself while also having a superiority in her, a constant need to be right, be the center of attention and not share anything personal about herself.

11. Can you tell us about your favorite ship?

Uhhhh, why are you doing this to me? How am I supposed to choose just ONE? I’m going to cheat and say top 5 here too because I’m horrible and can’t be helped. In alphabetical order, bc I can’t make an actual top list ranking them, but I still need some kind of order.

Alice Fortescue/Amos Diggory (@theeriinyes) - my first Alice ship that started out as a kind of “oh we won’t go there because it’s not canon” and ended up with us absolutely going there because we couldn’t help it. They grew up together, fell in love slowly. He was a playboy, she was the mother hen. He wanted nothing more than to keep his family safe, she wanted to fight in the war beyond reason or logic. They loved each other more than anything and it’s been years and years and I’m still not over them honestly. They had a baby in the mids of the war and after Alice suffered the fateful ending of hers, Amos visits her every day, hoping that she’d wake up one day and remember him and their family. And now lemme just go and weep.

Ariel/Eli - My first ever big otp in RPing. Ariel was my OUAT indie who was struggling with having her memories back, dealing with the real world and the fairy world being so different and wanting to leave Storybrooke to explore and have adventures while not being able to because of the border-amnesia thing, while Eli was a wandered who had a shadow inhabiting his body since he was a kid, they were one and a same at this point and the two of them accidentally met and fell in love and oh boy was it beautiful. I loved them so freaking much and even though I’ve lost touch with the player of Eli since then and it took me incredibly long to even find Ariel’s old blog, I still think about them sometimes and weep over how beautiful they were.

Darcy Palmer/Diego Chavez (@diegojaimechavez) - Honestly they came as a surprise I think to both of us because we originally planned to have a completely platonic relationship between these two, but then they both went and had feelings for one another and there was no stopping them. “Enemies” to friends to lovers where they were forced to work together considering Diego was charged with keeping Darcy safe, so even though they were constantly fighting with each other, they couldn’t just stay away due to their situation, and then slowly they started opening up to one another and realizing their own errors and finding the good and lovable in the other and now they are dummies in love who refuse to admit or say it out loud but still have such huge trust and respect for each other that nobody is breaking that.

Carlota Fuentes/Gianluca Romano (@pedrazamaria​) - I mean, any of our babies could be on here, I could have really just made a list of top 5 just out of our babies but I restrained myself lol. But these two. One is the daughter of the leader of a huge gang while the other is a drug dealer in said gang. They didn’t really notice each other until one night they hook up and then they fall in love without meaning to. One never really looked for love but found it with him, the other was never considered worthy of love until she came along and they were happy. And then shit went down, torture and hatered and misunderstanding and they are pulled apart and for years they barely even interact, only for a family tragedy to bring them close again. Him hurting her on accident, without intent, and then her hurting him back in ways she knows would cause most pain because she is trying to protect her heart. It’s a mess, it’s tragical, they probably should stay away from each other, but they love each other too much to not gravitate back to each other sooner or later.

Alice Fortescue/Evan Mulciber - Unfortunately I can’t tag anyone here either, and I know this looks weird and unnatural to anyone who knows just the tiniest bit about the Marauders Era, but I swear it worked and it was beautiful. Alice was the one who would give the benefit of the doubt to anyone, Evan was the misunderstood antihero, ruthless to most but fiercely protective over those whom he considered family. They dated and were arranged to be married. And then the Mary incident happened and Alice broke things off, but the arranged marriage stayed. They were platonic, but Alice still saw the good in him and he still considered her family. He was impulsive and she tried to think through things, he was blamed for so many things he didn’t actually commit and she saw through the lies and knew he wasn’t to blame. It was complicated and simple all at the same time. And as weird and strange as this pairing sounds, I loved them so, so, so incredibly much.

16. How long have you been roleplaying?

It’s really fucking insane to write it down, but it’s been close to 10 years now. I started RPing around the end of S1 of Vampire Diaries. It was on LiveJournal, I brought Anna back from the dead and played her in a Hungarian RP. After that, I transitioned to Tumblr and did an Ariel OUAT indie for a long while before I fell into the world of groups and the rest is history.

19. What do you miss about old roleplay? (Roleplay before 2017?)

The amount of time I had to dedicate to it. I actually started working in 2017, before that I was in uni and high school and I remember having so much more time on my hand. And with that I miss the speed that I could move plots along. These days a lot of the time I can only get through my replies and then I already have to go to sleep or have other things to do, while before I could just do back and forths almost daily and that was so great. (Then again, back then my replies were mostly like one paragraph long, now I prefer long-ass paras, so that might be a contributing factor in it too.)

[tallstars-rewrite]

Character Deconstruction: Jake

Let me just say first of all, I honestly really like Jake

Jake was such a pleasant relief from the plethora of angry, angsty, or dramatic characters the Warriors series is often filled with. He’s care-free (but not in a way that makes him stupid and flighty,) down-to-earth, and has a good sense of humor. The scene where Talltail is trapped in Jake’s house is just one of my favorite scenes in any Warriors book I've read in awhile. I didn’t have anything to complain about and I didn’t have to squint my eyes to enjoy it; it was just genuinely hilarious and cute.

It’s because I like Jake so much that I was actually really frustrated by what I saw in the rest of the story. Or more specifically, what I didn’t see. I am sure my perception of this book was colored by the fandom. Everyone hypes this book up so much, especially Talltail’s relationship with Jake. Whenever anyone thinks of this story, they immediately think of Jake as well; he was a crucial part of Talltail’s development after all… So why did they wait so damn long to introduce him?

 When the characters first started whispering about “visitors” from outside the clan, I thought “oh, this must be where Jake comes in, he was supposed to be adventurous right? He must be traveling around temporarily with some cool loners!” but nope, they had nothing to do with each other. So I thought maybe Talltail would meet him sniffing around their borders, since he took such an interest in the clans, but nothing of the sort happened. I was so confused and disappointed when I was nearly two-thirds of the way in, and he was still nowhere to be found! I know my disappointment is just the hype that I let get to me, but Jake is really important to Talltail’s arc, right? He’s supposed to be his absolute best friend, the only one Tall has had in a long time. Jake is apparently at least part of the reason Talltail backed out on killing Sparrow, which was the whole focus of the book! (or it was supposed to be anyway.) For someone so important to Talltail’s development, it’s weird that his screen time was so painfully short lived. Which brings me to my next point, as unpopular as it may be...

Talltail and Jake’s relationship just...wasn’t very well developed. I never got to a point where I felt super invested in it.

Now don’t get me wrong...I love the ship in fanworks, I've made some myself. The keyword here is fanworks.  I can’t help feeling like the fandom wants LGBT+ representation so badly (which is fair) that they latched onto this ship and made it into so much more than it actually was on paper. I don’t mind using headcanons to expand on fiction, but I have been mislead and then incredibly disappointed by actual canon too many times because of it.

Now I will admit, their relationship wasn’t bad as far as Warriors romantic relationships go. But that is not saying much at all, because 90% of Warriors relationships involves two characters who start off being really mean to each other, have no chemistry outside of that, and then one day (or perhaps after one swoops in and saves the other from peril) inexplicably go “wow you know they’re actually super hot, and also the new love of my life.” Being better than that is just not a high bar to reach. And that’s only if we treat this as an intentionally romantic relationship in the first place. Some of the main authors said they wanted it to be, but obviously their publishers would never allow them to be explicit with it. (That fact alone should have been a red flag to me that I probably wasn’t actually going to get the amazing lgbt romance everyone gushed about.)

I think i’m only being so harsh on this because I was so excited for it. Everyone praises this book to high heavens, so yeah, perhaps my expectations were unfairly high. But that’s also why it should have been so EASY to get me invested in these two, because I was really looking for reasons to be, I WANTED to be, I wanted this to be the book that was different. But as it kept going and as I kept waiting to get into it and kept waiting for them to have these scenes that would cement their incredibly deep bond that had such a big impact on Talltail’s life (romantic or platonic I would have taken either)...I never got it. That first scene they had together in Jake’s two-leg house I mentioned earlier was the best one. Other than that? What do they talk about? When do they really get to know each other? Talltail tells Jake about his father's death and wanting revenge, and Jake doesn’t ask for details. Talltail doesn’t tell him anything about his home, about his life or himself other than that, and he never really asks Jake anything about himself either. They never have any real interesting conversations. It was just constant traveling with Talltail being so focused on his quest that there wasn’t room for anything else. And as soon as they found the rogues, they parted ways almost immediately after.

You guys they only spent a week and a half together. Believe me, I went back and counted! I’ve read this book 3 times now in the past year, there were no time skips, they just walked around for a couple days, didn’t learn much about each other aside from Talltail’s revenge quest, and that was it. That’s just not enough time to earn such a strong relationship! When Jake first dropped the “you're my best friend and you always will be” line, it didn’t feel heartwarming to me, it just completely caught me off guard. Isn’t it a bit early to be saying something like that? No Jake, I’m sorry but you can’t say things like “I know you Talltail! I know you're not the type of cat to murder someone!! :(“ because you DON’T know him! You know NOTHING about him other than that he’s a clan cat and is on a murder-revenge mission. These lines just felt empty and undeserved to me.

It’s even harder for me to believe it because of how little we know about Jake himself. Talltail took to him so quickly despite him struggling to form close bonds with anyone else in his life. Why? Just because Jake was persistent? Who is Jake exactly? Why is he so interested in the forest cats to begin with? When Talltail tells him he’s on a revenge mission, why is he so excited to go run off with him? Talltail’s first impression of Jake when he confesses he wants revenge is to say “finally someone understands why I want to do this!” but does Jake really understand? Because as soon as they got there, he starts freaking out when Talltail says he’s gonna go kill Sparrow. Like...what did you think he was coming to do this whole time? Does Jake really know anything about death or strong family bonds with his kittypet background? Agh, I wish they’d taken the time to let them really talk to each other more!

I even wish Jake talked more about his two-leg and why he was so loyal to him. After all, his two-leg is the reason he has to leave his “best friend” forever. It would have been easier to understand the hard decision if we got more insight on what exactly Jake loved so much about the restrictive life of a kittypet in the first place. Why does that life suit him so much? He was doing really well out in the world.

In conclusion: needs more Jake! More Jake in general would be great.

I don’t think their interactions were bad, they were still the best part of the book...There’s just nowhere near enough. What we see is the beginning of what could be a great and interesting relationship. Not a full relationship. And to me, that was probably the saddest part of this book.

[writing-at-dusk]

Tag Game

I was tagged by @jaimistoryteller Sorry it took so long, turns out I get more car sick than I thought. I had a lot of fun doing this in my hotel during down time though! This is for Princess Aurora from PUBP . Let’s get started.

Do you have a favorite game?

I think by now I’ve out-grown the games of my youth, but occasionally I like to watch the drunk men play cup pong at the speakeasy.

Did representation help you realize who you are?

LGBT+ relationships are the norm in my kingdom so I guess so. My moms used to be so happy together and I knew I wanted a relationship like that someday.

Do you have any pets?

I wouldn’t necessarily call them pets, but we do have horses in the stables. I’m allowed to ride them anytime I please as long as I’m with my guard, Holly. A rule which I don’t mind.

What’s your favorite sort of pet?

I think dogs are pretty cool. They’re loyal and outgoing and seem fun.

Is there a type of pet you wish you could have but can’t for some reason?

I wish I could have a dog, but my sister Charlotte is allergic.

What’s your favorite sort of meal?

Breakfast. Holly hides in the closet when the maid brings it to me and then we have a picnic on my private balcony- pancakes and strawberries are my favorite, but most of the meals the kitchen makes are delicious. We both get only half a portion, but neither of us mind.

Do different colors have meanings for you?

Of course- Grey is the color of Holly’s eyes; red reminds me of my mom, the Queen Consort, ’s hair; purple is the color of the royal banners that hang in our halls; blue is the color of the sea that borders the kingdom to the east.

Does religion play a part in your life?

Religion? We have no such word in my kingdom. Maybe it existed many years ago, but not anymore.

What would be your response to a book about yourself?

Curious to see what it wrote about me. Sometimes I think writers know more about people then they know of themselves.

How easily do you accept new things?

Pretty easily. I’m very curious and I try to be open minded- it doesn’t take long to convince me. My relationship with Holly is full of new things.

Have you ever wished for a different orientation? If so which one and why?

Sometimes I wish I was pan. The world of boys is intriguing, but I just do not have the same connection with them as I did with Holly. I know because one time I lost Holly in the speakeasy and the next thing I knew I was in bed with the owner. I much preferred Holly.

How do you feel about your familial relationships?

Eh, they’re alright. I’m not super close with anyone and my moms are always fighting. The castle is so large that we don’t interact much.

How do you feel about your platonic relationships?

I- I guess I don’t have that many real friends. I was homeschooled by a servant so I didn’t meet many people my age growing up. Sometimes I go to town disguised with Holly but we don’t talk to the villagers enough to make friends.

How do you feel about your romantic relationships?

Holly is the only girlfriend I’ve ever had, but she is absolutely wonderful. She shows me new things, treats me like an adult, and understands me in ways no one else does.

Do you have any artistic learnings?

I was taught to sing and play the piano as a child, but was never very good at piano. I love to sing but Juliet has far surpassed me in skill.

What’s your smallest dream?

To be treated like an adult.

How organized are you?

Organization is for the poor. My room has clothes all over the floor, makeup spread everywhere- but every Monday the maids come in and clean it all up so I never have an issue. What does Holly think of it? Well, half of the clothes are hers.

If you found an envelope with your name on it and a check for a million dollars what would you do?

Probably give it to the orphanage. I have plenty of money already and the orphanage took care of me before my mom’s adopted me. I like to give back to them when the opportunity arises.

What’s your favorite sort of rock/mineral?

Amethyst is the national rock of my kingdom and I always thought it to be a beautiful choice.

[frumpytrout]

Yellow, orange, white and grey?? ^^

Color ask meme! Thanks for sending this in, lovely! Kinda long, haha.Yellow: 7 facts about my childhood:1. Technically its happening right now, I guess2. I was in the public school til the 6th grade, but ended up transferring to homeschooling, because the public school system was genuinely holding me back. Also bullies, lol3. I first sort of considered Homosexuality an option at the age of 15. I later discovered Im PANSEXUAL AS HELLLLLLL *GUITAR RIFFFF*4. I picked up Archery at the age of 12, and havent dropped it since.5. I was platinum blond til i was ten, when it darkened to a brownish, dirty blond.6. Never broken a bone, but i had 4 staples in my scalp when i was 4 or 57. When i was around 3 or 4, i had my first pets. Mr. Black, the white mouse, and Mr. White, the black mouse. I remember thinking up that name and being LUDICROUSLY proud of myself, haha. They escaped their cage one day, and were never found. Spooky.Orange: 6 facts about my hometown:1. I don’t really have a hometown, as my family has never rented a place longer than 5 years. I have however lived in the same town twice (with a 5 year gap in between), so ill go with that one.2. The Canadian border runs through the middle of town. This has caused mass confusion and delay on the weekends. All. The. Time.3. Its a very small town, with a population (estimated, anyways) of about 6-700ish, maybe. It doesnt say on the signs.4. Voted best tasting water in the state in 2012. That fact IS on the signs.5. Up until last summer, the mayors family had a grocer in town. It closed because everyone hated the guy, and his overpriced stale produce. The whole town basically threw him out. It was amazing!6. Nothing good ever fucking spawns here in Pokemon Go.White: 3 facts about my personality:1. Pretty laid back and chill honestly. I go out of my way to be relaxed most of the time, and try to help others relax as well.2. Is depression part of a personality? I think it is. I mean its part of the way i think and act, and isnt that a part of who you are?3. Im a hopeless fucking romantic and if i love you, i will write you fucking poetry and quote shakespeare and shit at you. Ill fucking get you a bouquet and chocolates and massage your back and shoulders, and ill constantly just stare at you fucking EYES holy shit.Grey: 2 facts about my favorite things:1. Its you. And you. And you. Its people. People is my favorite thing. Im like a golden retriever or something. If you talk to me ill fucking light up like some kinda lighter. If you conversate with me hoo boy im ur friend now and TAKE MY LOVE! Probably my favorite is platonic, friendly physical contact. A hug, a high five, just like, leaning on each other. That shits what i live for, holy damn.2. Uhm. Video games helped me cope alot through tough times? I dont have a lot of energy, and ive always beat myself up for it. “Why havent i done this yet. Why havent i watched that yet. Why havent i read this yet.” Etc. Video games have always made me happy, because they require practically no energy, and the sense of accomplishment is often so good. I think Warframe is the best example of this. I can set my own goals, accomplish them, and get a cool ass fucking gun out of the deal? Sign me up? Plus Fashionframe is my true calling. Im like the Edna fucking Mode of space ninjas.Thanks for asking a question! I appreciate it a great deal!

[palestarpowderworks]

Super Mega Detailed Character Meme: Feldrael Bleistyrwyn

Appearance

gender: Cis female race: roegadyn (sea wolf) height: 7′2″  eye color: Turquoise hair color: Gunmetal, with platinum patches

The basics

name day: 20th sun of the 2nd Astral moon.  occupation: Maelstrom Commander (Ret), vintner, stage combatant (hopeful) sexual identification: Demisexual, female leaning romantic identification: Panromantic alignment: Neutral good criminal history: During her youth - Trespassing, petty theft, brawling in public spaces. relationship status: married, closed relationship sweet on: R’yhunzi Khoyo ( @pastry-fish​)

Favorites

favorite food: Savory pies, dried fruits, fried dodo thigh, pistachios, blueberry cupcakes. favorite drink: Dry red wines, orange juice, cold tea. favorite artist: Likely one who detailed the margins of some of her weathered poetry anthologies. Classical wood sculptors. favorite scent: Parchment, ink, gunpowder favorite person: Her lover, her mutual anchor, R’yhunzi

Ten random facts

1 – At a young age, she observed a small theater troupe performance at her home in Wineport. This troupe, about 15 strong, soon became a surrogate family for the young Feldrael. She would often leave home to travel with them, attending and, rarely, preforming in their shows every chance she could. Following her enlistment, though, she’d gradually lost the ability to keep up with them. 

2 – Her brother, a lad by the name of Doerwilf, serves as a civilian merchant marine, guarding trade vessels on their routes to and from Lominsan ports. As such, he is rarely at home port for any extended period of time, but Feldrael does make time for him. 

3 –  Feldrael, and her younger brother, were raised by her single mother, Eyriswys, after her father’s death at sea. Her mother served with the Maelstrom until her death at Carteneau.

4 – Her military career has had an unexpected effect on her fashion. Red elements in clothing are reminiscent of the Maelstrom, so she prefers to keep them out of her casual clothing palette, in favor of dark blues and earthen tones. Nearly every one of her outfits utilizes a style of cap she’s grown very fond of; a felt beret with a bright yellow Chocobo feather.

5 – Her youth’s theater troupe disbanded in her 35th year, simply due to a declining member base as they aged further. With Feldrael now aged, and financially stable enough to do so, she would purchase a large portion of the troupe’s stock of costume pieces from the surviving costumer, Shilshilo. 

6 – Before meeting her wife, Feldrael only shared 2 romantic relationships in her life. A Seeker lass by the name of T’yuha warmed her bed as she came of age, but as with many things, her enlistment saw the end of that, and her breakup with T’yuha was the start of a near 20 years romance free.

7 – Despite rumors that would spread following, combat played no part in the loss of her arm. A freak accident involving a runaway wine cart and a subsequently mishandled healing process were the culprits, as her limb deemed unsaveable by the chirurgeon upon arrival to the scene.

8 – Her wife, R’yhunzi, was raised in Ul’Dah and currently serves the Immortal Flames. The pair met several years prior, at a casual Alliance banquet held at the conclusion of joint training exercise, and soon hit it off in an even more... Casual sense.

9 – She has a very strong childhood fascination with the aesthetics of platemail, and knightly aesthetics in general. It’s not something she is prone to share, but her dream retirement would be a stage combatant, with a suit of her very own.

10 – Has been using the same parchment for her letters, formal and casual, for nearly 2 decades. Simple cream stock with a thick red border. Her inks, wax, and stamps of choice are what she uses to set them apart.

Five things

5 6 things they like:

Cold weather. Bundling up is especially fun for her, and she loves the sharp look of a good winter coat.

Collecting weaponry. Especially strangely designed swords, overly specialized weapons, long rifles, and ceremonious pieces.

Quiet, fireside cuddling with her wife and/or a glass of spirits

Viewing the sunrise on her morning walk. Can hardly beat the view.

Music. Mostly, sea shanties and musical numbers. She can often be heard tapping her toes in a familiar beat, humming, or otherwise keeping her mind occupied with one of the many songs she picked up during her stint in the Navy.

5 things they dislike:

Magitek, she will under very few circumstances suffer to hear of it’s “accomplishments”. She sees it as immoral, being the backbone of the Garlean empire’s conquest.

Losing control that she once had, especially in an emotional sense. 

Crude, unsolicited sexual behavior or advances. She’s liable to start kneeing fools.

Being uncertain of her own opinions, for example, the complexity of her feelings on beastmen.

Rice wine.

5 good habits:

Despite her injuries, keeping in shape. Her morning run has more lately been more of a walk, but, enough to keep her moving.

Sings to herself, taps foot, hums during moments of silence.

Anger kept well in check by those around her.

Will gladly try to cheer up a sour group, even if it’s a story at her own expense.

Keeps her desk clean, and organized, on the surface. 

5 bad habits:

Protective to a fault. Easily provoked if those close to her are threatened.

Will consciously avoid asking for help, assuming responsibility for a fault regardless of if she would truly be to blame. 

Avoids taking her medication. For a reason rooted in above, as well as a slight fear of a returning bout of potion sickness she’d had after her accident.

Fogweed, an alternative treatment for her tremors and phantom pains.

Believes she stands out too much, especially among younger friends. Believes herself difficult to approach or relate to.

5 personalities they gravitate toward:

Humble, old soldiers

Craftsfolk, farmers, who have found their calling

Platonically affectionate friends who “seem to have it figured out”

Honest folk who don’t mind candidly speaking around her.

Those who are emotionally, sexually, or otherwise liberated folk, but able to not let that define them.

5 personality types they avoid:

Racists or bigots, deserve a musket ball in the gut

Condescending types

Playboys/girls, harem hopefuls, or ‘horn dogs’ (Thanks Sylb)

Those who refuse to accept when they’re in over their head, 

Opportunists on all sides of the war

5 fears:

Tight dark spaces, such as caves or cellars.

Wildfires. 

Magitek.

That the pains that persist from her myriad of injuries will stick with her for life 

Becoming her mother. What that means is a private matter to her.

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