#whatever maybe this will get it thru my little worm brain once and for all

[harrylights]

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[borom1r]

feel free to pick whichever ones you want (I hope you did want asks to begin with hfjdnsbbd!!) but: 2, 3, 5, 7, 8, & 16 from the OTP asks for wrightworth/narumitsu? :3c OR maybe franmaya if you'd like!!

YES!!! IM DOING BOTH OF THEM BC I CAN.

anyways Wrightworth my beloveds!!!

2) What would they do if the other woke in a manic state after a nightmare?

hrrrgh. mrrmph. ohhh this is such a can of worms bestie!!! i am answering this one last for like, context, bc omfg!! like. thru the spectrum of their relationship it absolutely changes bc early on Miles 100% refuses to spend the night with Phoenix bc he Cannot let Nick see him break down. and its like. ok yea the nightmares about him killing his father stopped, but HES SO FUCKED UP!!!! it is not a stretch of the imagination to say that new nightmares took their place.

nightmares about Nick dying (trying to run across a burning bridge or Manfred or Gant pulling strings to get revenge even from behind bars, etc). nightmares about Maya dying bc he wasn't good enough as a prosecutor (couldn't drag out the Engarde trial long enough, or she starved to death, or he was TOO GOOD and Engarde was declared guilty early). nightmares about him returning from "choosing death" to the Worst Case Scenario. nightmares about Gregory denouncing him, bc maybe he didn't pull the trigger but he decimated Gregory's memory and everything he stood for (even if it was all bc of Manfred's manipulation).

and like he told Phoenix the nightmares stopped. so that has to be the truth, full stop. he can't admit to the half-truth. so it turns into this festering little pit that winds up with Miles shaking in Phoenix's arms while Phoenix patiently unlocks the Psychelocks hiding Miles' secret. and yea it's a weight off his chest but Miles still half expects the worst because he's not Over It, he's not Perfect, and this is one of those times where it still comes as a shock that Nick doesn't expect or demand perfect. I think Miles gets surprisingly clingy when he's upset, and Nick, koala of a man that he is, is more than willing to accommodate.

I think neither of them would be particularly inclined to discuss whatever was in a nightmare that upset them, least of all immediately after (and Miles would absolutely be the one who'd ask Phoenix about it the next morning— Phoenix would lean towards letting Miles come to him when he's ready vs outright asking), and sometimes Miles needs to get up and Move for a bit, whether that's pacing or making tea or reading for a little bit. Phoenix can generally just crash again once he's satisfied himself that Miles is Safe, but Miles needs to redirect his brain most of the time.

it's definitely a pleasant surprise when Phoenix joins him the first time. just kinda sleep-mumbles something about the bed being cold without Miles anyways and watches Miles work off his anxious energy by pacing, or joins him for a cup of tea, or joins Miles on the couch n rests his legs on Miles' lap while he reads bc he knows Miles likes the pressure.

(sidenote but i do think Franziska and Phoenix get to be pretty close? definitely a lot of affectionate jabbing bc they ARE dating each other's little siblings. where I'm going with this is that sometimes, after a Bad Maya-centric nightmare, Nick will text Franziska a quick "Maya's good?" and she'll usually just text back "Y" because it's 2 am and she wants to go back to sleep, and Nick's ancient phone can't display emojis— but she never calls him a fool for it. he appreciates it a lot. she denies anything if he ever tries to thank her in person)

3) Do they wear the other’s clothes? (sweatshirt, bandana, necklace, etc.)

in court: dear gods no. can u IMAGINE? Miles would DIE. Phoenix would love it tho lmfao

at home: 100% yes! i think it actually starts with Miles stealing Phoenix's clothes bc like Miles is a man w/ a matching pajama set. its not so much that he doesnt have comfortable clothes but that there's nothing Phoenix would really feel comfortable borrowing at first (all of Miles' wardrobe is expeeeeensiiiiiiive). it does eventually get to the point tho where the origin of certain clothing items becomes EXTREMELY debatable (Phoenix bought it?? maybe?? but Miles wears it the most. but Phoenix wore it out last so like Maya DEFINITELY saw him in it but it's kind of Miles' shirt, BUT-)

5) Describe their cozy night in.

they r curled up on the couch together parallel playing. Miles is watching Steel Samurai with a glass of wine while Phoenix plays Pokemon on Trucy's old DS bc she got him hooked, and he's got his head on Miles' shoulder and sometimes he'll look up when he feels Miles' arm get tighter around him bc he knows it must be a really important scene— or Miles will look down when he hears Phoenix start mashing buttons bc it must be a really intense battle, etc. just basking in the comfort of shared space, unwinding together without any pressure or judgement

(side note: Phoenix HAS that DS bc Trucy insisted he take it after Franziska got her a 3DS as an upgrade— Miles may not initially have wanted to overstep with exorbitant gifts, but Franziska is here to be the Cool Aunt!! Trucy DESERVES to play the newest games and Franziska doesn't care what Phoenix has to say about her dropping $200+ on gifts for his daughter! she doesnt CARE about his protests she WILL spoil his daughter bc Trucy is Delightful and Phoenix is A Foolish Fool)

7) Would they build a pillow fort together just because?

hmmmm i think its more that Phoenix and Trucy would! not that Miles is opposed but i think a Wright-built pillow fort starts as a bit of a whirlwind and he's more inclined to get popcorn/hot cocoa/etc ready for them to enjoy once the fort is Finished than get in the middle of the chaos lol

8) What happens if one of them gets sick?

I would LIKE to believe they would take care of each other but in reality they would BOTH try to work through the pain until they're too sick to work. it's a constant battle of "I'm fine I can work!" "you are absolutely Not Fine" "but YOU would go to work if you were sick like me!" "maybe, but would you LET me?" and the cycle continues until somebody caves. the roles are absolutely interchangeable.

they do eventually get to the place where they are willing to take better care of themselves and accept the other person looking out for them in turn but for a while. disaster 20-something workaholics in pursuit of TRUTH.

16) Can they stay up all night just talking?

Of Course They Can. they try not to bc Lawyers Who Have To Do Lawyer Things The Next Day(tm) but there are definitely nights where they just lay in bed talking abt anything and everything bc it's just too nice. and they don't want to lose any time together by falling asleep. especially early on with that added weight of having almost lost each other ("Prosecutor Miles Edgeworth chooses death" versus "EDGEY CHARTER A FUCKING JET BC NICK MIGHT DIE!!!!" which ily larry ilysm but that is not. oh that couldve been handled so much better. and yea granted Miles didnt grieve for a year but he's also still working thru SO MUCH can u imagine how devastating that phonecall mustve been. flying as fast as u can because if you don't make it in time you might never see the man who quite literally saved your life again? they are both so fucked up, peace and love)

Franmaya timeee!!

2) What would they do if the other woke in a manic state after a nightmare?

I think similarly to Nick, Maya leans more towards the physical comfort side of the spectrum— but she's also much more willing to talk. Franziska will usually put the lamp on and hold Maya while they work through the dream logically. Breaking down what parts are grounded in reality and what parts are complete nonsense, reminders that Maya is loved, that the people she cares about are safe, etc until she's ready to fall back asleep.

Franziska is very much a fight-response person though, so she generally needs to ground herself before she's open to any physical touch. I think she used to squeeze her arm hard enough to bruise, and then Maya offered "you can squeeze my hand!" but Franziska refuses because if she squeezed hard enough to seriously hurt Maya and didn't realize bc she was so out of it she could never forgive herself (or if Maya tried to touch her and she accidentally lashed out). Maya stumbles across a solution when she's dragging Nick to a collectibles shop and finds one of those stupid little stress toys where the eyes pop out when you squeeze it of the Evil Magistrate??? shes so excited. she brings it home and proudly displays it to Franziska like LOOK. squeeze this to ground yourself! and Franziska can't help but start snickering the first time she tries it because it is So Dumb. this rubber toy of a children's show character with googly eyes that pop out every time she squeezes it. is staring back at her while she tries not to break down. and Maya kinda ??? as she wakes up, and Franziska answers with "I can't believe how foolish I'm being. squeezing a toy."

"You're not foolish."

"..This situation is foolish." and Franziska squeezes the toy again so the eyes pop out right at Maya, and Maya starts snickering too. and then they're both laughing, because yea, it Is kind of ridiculous, but they're both getting Better.

3) Do they wear the other’s clothes? (sweatshirt, bandana, necklace, etc.)

hmmmmm generally no? I think Franziska would borrow Maya's casual shirts for pajamas but that's about as far as it goes w/ her, and similarly to Nick n Miles, for a while Maya is just. Not Willing to borrow and potentially mess up her GF's Expensive Clothes.

the first time Maya lets Franziska style her wardrobe for some fancy event, she absolutely steals Franziska's breath away. her girlfriend is stunning? she's dating the most gorgeous woman in the world? hello?? Maya needs to dress up more. actually no scratch that Franziska would lose EVERY case she faced off against Nick n Maya on if Maya dressed formally for court.

5) Describe their cozy night in.

QUESTIONS!! honestly, Maya could listen to Franziska talk for HOURS and on nights when Franziska just wants to read and unwind her favorite thing is what she jokingly refers to as turnabout book club. has she read the book? no! will she bluff her way through analytical discussion questions so she can listen to Franziska break down different aspects of the story? yep! absolutely! Nick would be proud!

alternatively, if Franziska isn't feeling particularly sociable she'll suggest a Steel Samurai marathon because she can just rest her cheek on her hand and watch Maya excitedly explain the intricacies of Steel Samurai lore across all the different seasons and reboots and the significance of his redesigns and can you BELIEVE they changed (insert character Franziska only knows via Maya's infodumps here) in (insert whichever reboot here)????? No, darling, of course she can't, how foolishly foolish of them. please tell her more about depths of emotion in the Steel Samurai's expressionless masked face as he experiences the epic highs and lows of being the warrior of neo olde tokyo

7) Would they build a pillow fort together just because?

yea actually! it helps that Pearl and Trucy are over pretty regularly (coughgivesFranziskaagoodexcusecough) but even without the kids, like. Franziska became a prosecutor at thirteen. she had to EXCEED Manfred's expectations because let's be real, to merely MEET them was probably just as good as failure. she didn't get to be a kid. ever. and Maya is fully like, you know what? we're fixing that. you're never too old to have fun!! and sometimes fort-making devolves into pillow fighting or just dancing around to whatever music they put on, or giggling too much while they build it that the moment they try to crawl in it collapses around them. but the point is that it makes Franziska smile and makes them both happy bc really, they both went through so much SO young

8) What happens if one of them gets sick?

perhaps surprisingly, Franziska is much better abt this than Miles is bc she can't maintain her perfect record if she can't focus due to being ill, so she's fully willing to take a day or two off and rest to make sure it doesn't get worse. Maya will happily join her— Maya sits under freezing waterfalls regularly so I think she's got the immune system of the gods. she RARELY gets sick and whenever she does it passes quickly, so after a couple times Franziska gives up on arguing that she could get Maya sick bc no, no she won't.

16) Can they stay up all night just talking?

MAYA can. Franziska is not a night owl at all. she tries her best on nights when she doesn't have to go into work but she is much more of a morning person. Maya, again, goes through some incredibly intense training at very odd hours so she's just kind of full of energy whenever?? she's happiest when she gets to stay up late + sleep in late, but she's never like. GROUCHY if she has to wake up early! which is nice bc honestly Franziska would much rather sit outside sharing coffee and talking with Maya as they watch the sunrise.

[marmosa]

oi, is it hot in here?

Fred x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: none

A/N: my best friend came over yesterday and showed me a snippet of one of her george fics and then immediately hyped me up to write this one. girls and gays i present the aquamenti spell, enjoy ;) (this is so out of pocket, could you tell i was going thru it). also if anyone wants more george content please let me know, i’m a fred girl through and through, but i have no shame in showing some love to george <3

***

“Fred, just because we’re allowed to legally use magic now, doesn’t mean we’re legally obliged to,” [y/n] mumbled, flat out glaring at him as he pouted at her from across the library table, trying once again to convince her to duel with him.

“Just because we’re not required to, doesn’t mean it wouldn’t be tons of fun. Come on [y/n], you know just as well as I do that you’re dying to try out some new spells,” Fred pleaded, reaching across the table and pushing the book she was using to shield her face from his relentless puppy dog eyes down.

“Even so Weasley, you’re going to get yourself in a spot of trouble you’re not going to know how to get out of. Just because I play coy doesn’t mean I wouldn’t absolutely smoke your arse if we did duel,” she hummed surely, straightening her posture to emphasize her sudden breath of confidence.

“Win? I doubt that,” Fred shrugged, leaning back in his chair, a mischievous idea bubbling to the surface of his mind, “No, you’re not bold enough to win.”

“I- me? Not bold enough?” [y/n] sputtered, incredibly offended at his insinuation but still trying her best to stand her ground, “I know what you’re trying to do y’know and I know you’re also full of shit. You wouldn’t last a second against me.”  

Fred glanced over at her, a smartass look on his face, “I think I could last at least two seconds, maybe five, maybe six, maybe a million, but you’re too much of a stick in the mud to find out.”

“I’m not a stick in the mud, I’m just smart enough to not let myself get dragged into your chaos- as fun as it is sometimes,” [y/n] mumbled the last bit, trying not to inflate his ego anymore than he needed, despite feeling no shame in admitting that his antics were usually paired with an inescapable rush of adrenaline.

“Yeah, whatever you say sweetheart,” Fred rolled his eyes, missing the quick crack in [y/n]’s composure at the pet name that practically rolled off his tongue with ease, “just don’t come crying to me when you get bored one afternoon and need someone to duel.”

[y/n] furrowed her brows and felt her competitive need finally snap, “Listen here you dim-wit, if you want a duel so bad you’ll get a duel, but don't you come crying to me when I hand you your arse on a silver-lined platter.”

Fred sat up excitedly, tapping his fingers against the table, “See, there’s that competitive [y/n] I was hoping for. I appreciate the threat, but you might want to save that fire for the duel, you’re gonna need it.”

“You’re a twat, you know that?” [y/n] grumbled, crossing her arms and sinking back into her chair.

“Only for you,” Fred winked, a shit-eating grin plaster on his face, “see you at the dueling grounds.”

“Yeah, yeah, get out of here,” [y/n] waved him off, biting back a smile.

***

“Aha! So you showed up in the end,” Fred cheered, dashing over and scooping [y/n] up in his arms, swinging her from side to side as she hung on for dear life.

As soon as he set her down she glared up at him like he’d just forced her to ride the worlds most dangerous roller coaster, “just because I was reluctant, doesn’t mean I’m a downer. I’m always true to my word Freddie.”

“Ahh,” He hummed low, crossing his arms and shrugging, tapping his chin inquisitively, “I suppose so. But what about that one time when you promised me that we’d go up to the tower and then you bailed-,”

“I had a potions exam to study for and my brain felt like it was melting, don’t you dare turn one on me. Last time I checked you were the one who bailed on me when we planned to go rob Filch of his-,” [y/n] started but was cut off when Fred pressed one of his hands against her mouth, shushing her with the other.

“You don’t want anyone to hear do you? That could get us in an enormous amount of trOUBLE- EW!” Fred hacked and jumped backwards, wiping his hand furiously against his jeans, “you’re a sick, sick woman.”

[y/n] grinned triumphantly, wiggling her eyebrows at his disgusted expression, “don’t lie, you loved it. Now come on, we came to duel, didn’t we?”

“You’re really testing my patience, [y/l/n],” Fred chuckled lowly, “but you’re right, get into position so I can completely ruin you.”

“I’d like to see you try,” [y/n] hummed, winking at Fred as she shuffled into her spot, drawing her wand and bobbing it in her hand.

The duel began and the two made no waste of time jumping at each other, throwing charm after hex at one another, testing out every single spell in their arsenal (well the one’s that wouldn’t painfully injure or kill either of them anyway). It was electric, the wild passion for their craft buzzing excitedly behind their eyes, present in the way they danced around each other, avoiding spells and quickly returning them.

[y/n] felt a laugh bubble out of her chest when Fred disarmed her, dashing off to retrieve her tool, ducking as he fired another spell right over the top of her head. Fred couldn’t help but follow suit in laughter as she turned around and flung a disarming spell of her own, managing to hit him and send his wand flying farther away than he probably would’ve liked.

“Come on now, [y/n], you wouldn’t harm a totally helpless boy,” Fred pleaded teasingly, inching to the side while trying to maintain eye-contact with her, mostly for his own safety than showmanship.

“I told you when we started this Weasley, I wasn’t going to go easy on you,” [y/n] called out, jerking out her arm, “Aquamenti!”

Water sprung forth from her wand, shooting directly at Fred and knocking him clean to the floor, positively soaking him from head to toe. He sat up immediately, his mouth hanging open in shock, still processing what entirely had just happened.

“I won,” [y/n] muttered, cheer surging through her in unexpected waves, “I won!”

“Shut up!” Fred groaned from his spot on the floor, pushing himself up off the floor, the cold slowly but surely seeping into his bones, “I don’t wanna hear it.”

[y/n] bit back a smug grin, crossing her arms across her chest and tipping her head back as if she had just won a crown far too heavy for her head, “Sorry, what was that about me losing?”

Fred glared back at her, his narrowed eyes nearly on the brink of being completely shut, “Shut. Up,” he repeated, enunciating his pauses.

“Aww, is someone sad with the outcome,” [y/n] cooed, spinning around to face him as soon as she had retrieved his wand, her triumphant spirit being shoved aside as a more uncomfortable emotion took hold.

“Shut up and hand me my wand ya git,” Fred mumbled, snatching his wand back from her, “we get it, you won.”

[y/n] couldn’t help the heat that was crawling up her neck, suddenly hyperaware of the situation she was currently in. Why’d she chose that spell? Why’d she chose that spell in this random room, away from others, when he was wearing a crisp white dress shirt that was now clinging to him like a second skin- god she could see so much.

Fred glanced over at her with creased brows, confused at the sudden spot of silence, wondering what had gotten little miss triumphant to go so quiet. When he saw her shuffling through her book bag, an amused little smile wormed its way onto his face- oh he was going to have fun with this.

“Why so quiet all of a sudden, sweetheart?” Fred drawled, biting back a grin at the way she tensed her shoulders.

“No particular reason, just felt bad about rubbing in my victory s’all,” [y/n] replied, still shuffling through her bag for a, uh, pack of gum she could have sworn she had had earlier.

“You? Feel bad? About a dueling victory against me? Sounds like a lot of rubbish to me,” He shook his head, grabbing her shoulder and tugging her to her feet, “There’s something else.”

[y/n]’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, straining to avoid glancing down at his toned chest, “There is absolutely nothing else. Scout’s honor.”

Fred sported a smug grin as he leaned down to be eye level with her, his eyes raking over her face, noting her balled up fists shaking at her sides and her abnormally wide eyes, “Are you sure, you look awfully tense.”  

“I’m not tense,” she waved him off, feeling near the verge of combustion trying to control herself. It didn’t particularly help that he was staring at her like that while her mind raced through the hundreds of ways this interaction could go, her heart hammering in her chest at the suggestiveness of her thoughts.

“Come on, you can tell me, I won’t say anything out of line,” he bargained, trying his best to coax her out of whatever dumb act she was playing at.

“Again, I am completely fine,” she reassured him, rocking on the balls of her feet, trying to subtly put some space between them.

“I’m not so sure that’s true,” Fred lilted, titling his head to the side slightly, “what, is something about me bothering you?”

[y/n] felt her stomach drop, so he did know, of course he knew, she wasn’t particularly inconspicuous about her dilemma, but she refused to let up now, “There is nothing about you that’s bothering me, Freddie.”

“Oh, so what I’m hearing is that you like what you see?” he teased, darting his tongue out to wet his lips.

“I-wait, now hold a minute-,” she began only to lose her voice as he backed her into one of the many pillars in that room, her palms pressing flat against the cool stone.

“See, I still don’t quite believe you,” he whispered, pressing his forearm over her head, placing the other on his hip as the water he’d been drenched in had practically sealed his pockets shut.

“And why not?” [y/n] struggled to maintain her composure, her resolve diminishing by the second.

“Because someone who’d didn’t like the view wouldn’t be staring at it so plainly,” He concluded, shamelessly eyeing her up and down.

[y/n] didn’t know if she wanted to curl up into a ball and die or yank him down by his collar and let him absolutely ravish her then and there, her mind was too clouded to pick one. Luckily, Fred seemed to be significantly more level-headed than she currently, which meant he made no waste of time taking the reigns of the situation.

“So, what if I did agree with you what then,” [y/n] muttered, looking down at her shoes, trying her best to avoid his piercing gaze.

“I’d say that you’re in luck because,” he placed his hand under her chin and tipped it back upwards, forcing her to look at him, “I’m enjoying my view just as much.”

“Well then, what’re you gonna do about it?” she quipped, shamelessly darting her eyes between his eyes and lips.

“I’d say kiss you, but only if you want it,” he replied, moving his hand up to cup her cheek.

“I do. I do want it, please Fred,” she pleaded, not even caring if she sounded desperate anymore, throwing her pride to the wind.

“You don’t have to tell me twice.”

Fred leaned down and captured her lips in a heated kiss, his hand finding its way to the small of her back, pressing her off the pillar and into him. It quickly became something desperate, longing, all their pent up tension finally spilling out of their overfilled cup. [y/n] felt up his chest, smiling to herself as she concluded that it did feel as nice as it looked.

He made quick work of hoisting her up, linking his arms under her thighs and pressing her back against the wall, relishing in finally being able to touch her the way he so desperately wanted to for all those years. She did the same, tangling her fingers into the wet hairs at the nape of his neck, basking in the warmth coming from him despite his soaking wet clothing.

“Do you want to stop?” Fred asked softly, pressing a few soft kisses to her jaw and neck, “we don’t have to go any further.”

“As lovely as continuing sounds,” she breathed, smoothing his hair out of his face, “I don’t think we’re geared for that right now. And you need to get changed of those clothes before you catch a cold.”

“Good lord you sound like my mother,” Fred groaned, knocking his forehead on her shoulder.

“Did you really just bring up your mother right now,” [y/n] asked incredulously, wiggling her way out of his grip and back onto her own two feet, “that’s weird man.”

“I wouldn’t have if you didn’t bring up my need of a change of clothes!” Fred exclaimed, throwing his hands up in the air to emphasize his point, “Besides, who’s fault is that?”

“Someone stupid probably,” [y/n] shrugged, picking up her robes and tossing them square at him, “wear those so you don’t get colder, if someone asks, you took a dip in the lake.”

“That’s even more unbelievable than just telling someone straight up what we were doing,” Fred replied, flat out, pulling on the robes that we’re obviously too short for him.

“Well too bad, loser of the duel has to follow the winner’s rules,” [y/n] shrugged, offering him a smug smile.

“Can we go back to a couple minutes ago when I’d managed to shut you up?” Fred quipped, crossing his arms as he pouted at her.

“Nope, no can do, you kissed me Weasley which means I have nothing more to be embarrassed about,” [y/n] sang, taking his hands and swinging them along with hers.

“Well I take it back!”

“Please no,” she frowned, sinking her shoulders.

Fred sighed and pulled her into a hug, his words muffled against her hair as he mumbled softly, “I could never say no to that face.”  

[doctormage]

ok as promised here's my whole thedosian astrology spiral in one big post

underneath a read more bc i love you all

starting w my tags from the first post bc context:

#bc i saw a post that put the zodiac seasons (for thedas) roughly from the 20th of one month to the 20th of the next #like it is irl #but the zodiac seasons coincide w the actual seasons #the start of aries season is the vernal equinox #the start of cancer season is the summer solstice #the start of libra season is the autumnal equinox #the start of capricorn season is the winter solstice #and (to my knowledge??) the seasons in thedas start with their annum holidays or whatever #wintersend = beginning of spring #summerday = beginning of summer #all souls day = beginning of fall #satinalia = beginning of winter #(someone PLEASE correct me if im wrong on that) #well i know summerday and satinalia are right but #ANYWAY #using that logic the zodiac seasons would also start on those days #thedas-aries season would run from the 1st to the 30th of guardian #thedas-taurus would be 1-30 drakonis #thedas-gemini would be 1-30 cloudreach #so that thedas-cancer aka the start of summer aka summerday aka THE FIRST OF BLOOMINGTIDE #kSLFdfslkdFDKs #anyway. now i have to be Right about this#my previous hyperfixation and my current one.....coming together....to make me into a Massive Bitch<3

when would the zodiac signs' seasons take place in the thedosian calendar?

so bc the zodiac signs are based on constellations and all the lore etc that accompanies them i'm not even gonna touch that (YET.....yet...) but since spring, summer, autumn, and winter start on the first days of guardian, bloomingtide, august, and firstfall, respectively, so would those particular seasons of the zodiac

thedas-equivalent-of-aries season would just be 1-30 guardian, bc irl the beginning of aries season coincides with the beginning of spring and continues until the sun moves into taurus; all the cardinal signs (aries, cancer, libra, capricorn) begin on the first of the season like that, so we can assume that – IF there are 12 zodiac signs in thedas – the sun is in each sign for approximately a month. so that in 3 months the next cardinal sign can coincide w the beginning of that season

imo it makes sense that (if we're assuming thedas also has 12 signs and that their sun spends roughly equal time in all of them) four of them would coincide w the beginning of the seasons. so like yeah thedas is fake and for all we know they have 10 zodiac signs and they all start on wildly different days, but then everything is just shooting in the dark and where's the fun in that. obviously the changing of the seasons is important to them bc their holidays center around them, therefore i don't think it's wildly out of the blue to think that whatever star sign system they have going on would similarly coincide w the changing seasons

again i'm not currently bothering with picking constellations/symbols/stories/traits/etc for each sign so i'll just say first, second, third etc. point being the seasons of the zodiac would actually be like they are below, rather than how they are irl (aka the 20th-ish of each month to the 20th-ish of the next; it's like that irl bc our calendar is stupid and the beginning of the seasons randomly happens 2/3 of the way thru the month):

first sign = begins spring, 1-30 guardian

second sign ≈ 1-30 drakonis

third sign ≈ 1-30 cloudreach

fourth sign = begins summer, 1-30 bloomingtide

fifth sign ≈ 1-30 justinian

sixth sign ≈ 1-30 solace

seventh sign = begins autumn, 1-30 august

eighth sign ≈ 1-30 kingsway

ninth sign ≈ 1-30 harvestmere

tenth sign = begins winter, 1-30 firstfall

eleventh sign ≈ 1-30 haring

twelfth sign ≈ 1-30 wintermarch

okay so we have cardinal signs, what about fixed and mutable signs?

the cardinal signs are CALLED the cardinal signs bc they begin the seasons; they're the ~get up and goers~ of the zodiac, motivated, leaders, trail blazers, energetic, etc. they litchrally bring in the changes of the season so that makes sense right

so IF we are to continue w that logic — and here's where i'm getting (even more) conjecture-y, but i feel p confident that since 4 of the 5 major holidays in thedas are based on the changing seasons aka thats important — then the traits of the thedas-equivalent of those signs would also have similarities to the irl cardinal signs (namely the traits listed above)

but there are also FIXED signs and MUTABLE signs: so called bc fixed signs are firmly planted in the middle of each season (taurus in spring, leo in summer, scorpio in autumn, aquarius in winter) and bc mutable signs precede the major change from one season to the next (gemini from spring to summer, virgo from summer to autumn, sagittarius from autumn to winter, pisces from winter-to-spring)

and again bc these are based on the seasons, it also makes sense to me that, generally speaking, the signs in the middle and at the end of the seasons would also be distinct in some way. and probably have similarities to irl fixed and mutable signs, tho i'm not as obstinate about that as i am abt the cardinal signs. but anyway MOVING ON

[the one section with the fan-made sky map ended up being relatively useless even tho the sky map was in fact very cool]

general disclaimer that at this point i’m literally just. straight up guessing lmao

also since we only have so many constellations we see in-game, and since they each come with a codex giving us at least a little background info (aka CRUMBS), any suggestions of which constellations are part of the zodiac are based on those specifically. obviously in real life theres a bazillion constellations that aren’t part of the zodiac, but we do not have the luxury of knowing every constellation in thedas so i am going with what we got

the thedosian constellation map (the canon one) is different than the fan-made sky map, but because i highly doubt anyone at bioware could’ve predicted someone would be As Insane As I Am Being Right Now about it, i don’t think they probably put a lot of thought into making it lmao. the fan made sky map DID have thought put into it tho, and it actually features the constellations we see in-game, so i’m going w that one ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

AND. i’m gonna look at the names of the months (both the fancy ancient tevinter names and the ~low/common~ names) in comparison w the constellations we have at our disposal bc why the fuck wouldn’t they be related in some way. this has no basis in any deeper logic than “maybe the fact that the ‘common’ name for this month is drakonis has somethinng to do with the constellation draconis idfk” but like. it’s literally the same name but with one letter (that makes the same sound) changed. i don’t think i’m asking too much here lmao

signs that start the seasons

wintersend is canonically associated with the old god urthemiel; the codex entry for the constellation bellitanus states it (is believed that it) was originally associated with urthemiel. using the same reasoning as with satinalis/satinalia, i’m gonna assume that bellitanus-as-a-zodiac-season would start with wintersend and last through the whole of guardian

summerday was once called andoralis, dedicated to the old god andoral; the codex entry for the constellation servani states it is thought to be representative of andoral, but where the wiki says andoral is the god of unity, the codex says andoral was the god of slaves. (doesn’t clarify if andoral is like, a figure to which the enslaved would turn to in their plight, as like a savior? or whether andoral is...just associated with slaves in some way.) i have no idea what the fuck to do w that except assume bioware is back on their bullshit! i’m gonna come back to this later

all soul’s day was once funalis, dedicated to dumat, old god of silence; the codex entry for the constellation silentir (which literally means ‘silence’ lmao) is usually said to represent dumat. so by this logic we might say the zodiac season for silentir begins with all soul’s day and ends with the last day of august

the constellation satinalis is canonically associated with satinalia, so it makes sense to me that if satinalis is part of the zodiac, its season would start with satinalia / last through the month in which the holiday takes place. aka firstfall

with these in mind, we have (tentatively) 3 of our 4 cardinal signs aka the signs that begin the seasons: bellitanus for spring, silentir for autumn, and satinalis for winter

looking at the fan-made sky map, these aren’t super evenly spaced apart (but then again neither are irl constellations perfectly proportioned so whatever!) HOWEVER. they do still, at least vaguely 😭, follow a clockwise pattern in the correct order of guardian/spring → summerday/bloomingtide → all soul’s day/august → satinalia/firstfall. it’s about the small victories ok *inquisitor ameridan voice* take moments of happiness where you find them or whatever

what about the other 8 signs???

great question!!! haha!!!

✨I Am Once Again About To Start Guessing Wildly✨

because even tho the “cardinal signs” go clockwise and in order, there’s still an uneven amount of constellations BETWEEN them. there should be 2 between each but, for example, silentir and satinalis only have tenebrium between them. and there are fucking....TEN constellations between satinalis and bellitanus so we’re going to have to get even more creative somehow<3 lmao these are all taken from the codex entries for the constellations (the names are links!)

TOTH: tevinter old god of fire, thats p much it. the codex does say sometimes toth is depicted as a “flaming orb” which maybe i truly have succumbed to the brain worms but i hear ‘orb’ and ‘god’ and ‘flame’ (aka light/energy/etc or perhaps idk a fucking explosion) and yall already know where my dumb ass is going w that 🥴

since the rules are made up and the points dont matter, i have decided Fuck Bioware, toth is going with summerday now. i dont give a rats ass about andoral since apparently they dont care to tell us what he was actually god of, so welcome toth you are now in charge of the beginning of summer bc i said so

TENEBRIUM: associated with lusacan, tevinter old god of darkess/night. also obvious associations with falon’din, elven god of death, whose sacred animal is an owl

pea brain analysis: its dark in winter lol; slightly larger, maybe lima-bean-sized brain analysis: the beginning of a new year (aka first day aka first of wintermarch) could hypothetically be associated w the past ‘dying.’ and also the holiday was originally an annual check to make sure everyone was alive, so i don’t see why gods of death can’t be associated w making sure all your loved ones weren’t taken by said god of death lol

ELUVIA: commonly called “sacrifice,” it’s (apparently) based on an orlesian tale in which a woman is saved from a “””lustful mage””” (i love bioware i love this frachise) by being placed in the sky and becoming a constellation. before this inspiring tale that is definitely not anti mage propaganda, eluvia may have represented razikale, tevinter old god of mystery. the imagery of this constellation is a seated woman with a cloud right above her - literally like her head is in the clouds (also bc it sounds like ‘eluvian’ i’m like 👀)

i’m inclined to pair this one up with cloudreach both bc the ancient tevinter name is “eluviesta” and bc the woman in the story is literally. in the clouds. simple enough

PERAQUIALUS: it’s a boat! but apparently a “primitive vessel” sailed by ancient peoples like the neromenians. according to the codex the translation is usually ‘across the sea’ rather than ‘boat’ but that doesnt rly help me lol

sorry my beloved. before me stand 10 beautiful constellations but i only have 9 pictures in my hands. you are not thedas’s next top zodiac sign

DRACONIS: obviously its a dragon lol

i think the drakonis (the month) / draconis (this constellation) correlation is. pretty evident lmao and since we have all but thrown credible hypothesizing out the window, why NOT?? why not make drakonis the season of draconis!!! 🤡

FERVENIAL: an oak; some believe it could be representative of andruil, elven goddess of the hunt, as the vir tanadhal (“way of the three trees”) is her whole thing

sigh idk *spins wheel* leaves start changing color in mid-late autumn so *spins wheel again* fervenial can go with harvestmere which is thedas-october it’s fine

JUDEX: a big ol sword, sometimes called the “sword of mercy,” referring to pre-andrastian concepts of justice in ancient tevinter

speaking of pulling ideas right out of my ass, if this constellation is associated w justice it makes sense to me that its season would be in the month of justinian. bc again why the fuck not!

EQUINOR: the stallion / a horse, sometimes depicted as a seated griffon. some speculate the original imagery was a halla, linking the constellation to the elven god ghilan’nain aka “mother of the halla”

i am really grasping at straws here HAHA but the word haring (as a gerund/present participle of the verb ‘hare’) can mean to run or go with great speed. horses go fast, ghilan’nain is invoked when elves want to travel quickly, blah blah blah. whatever

SOLIUM: the sun; one interpretation is that it indicates an ancient fascination with ALL objects in the sky (aka both the sun and moon[s]), another interpretation associates it with the elven god elgar’nan, aka “eldest of the sun”

alright i know the name ‘solas’ means pride in elvhen and the word ‘solace’ means like comfort/consolation, neither of which have jack shit to do with the sun, so i shouldn’t assume solis is associated with solium exclusively bc they start with ‘sol’ and sol means sun in...a lot of irl languages lol HOWEVER. i have an even worse reasoning we can fall back on which is that it’s in summer and it’s...fucking sunny??? LMAO im so sorry

FENRIR: the white wolf 👁👄👁 scholars apparently dont know wtf to do w this one; obviously there is a case to be made about its association with fen’harel

i have talked myself in circles on this one but whenever i try to type it out it makes Zero Fucking Sense lmao so. i may come back and edit this but for now just know it’s going with kingsway and i want yall to know i do have some stupid nebulous reasoning for that in my silly little brain but communicating it is simply not in the cards for me today god bless 🙏

alright so what bullshit have you proposed at the end of all this EXTREMELY shaky guesswork, queen?

HERE YOU GO I GUESS

Bellitanus: begins spring, 1-30 Guardian

Draconis: 1-30 Drakonis

Eluvia: 1-30 Cloudreach

Toth: begins summer, 1-30 Bloomingtide

Judex: 1-30 Justinian

Solium: 1-30 Solace

Silentir: begins autumn, 1-30 August

Fenrir: 1-30 Kingsway

Fervenial: 1-30 Harvestmere

Satinalis: begins winter, 1-30 Firstfall

Equinor: 1-30 Haring

Tenebrium: 1-30 Wintermarch

next time i have a death wish i will come back and speculate what kind of traits would be associated w these signs (based on the ~lore~ surrounding the constellations, their tentative places as cardinal/fixed/mutable, etc) but i just wasted precious hours of my life on this and i cant look at it anymore!!!

also want to reiterate that, regarding the post i saw earlier that i disagreed with, my refutation of that argument ended like 2 reblogs many sections ago lol. the only thing i feel confident defending is that the different seasons of the zodiac would – based on the actual changing 4 seasons �� start on the first of each month and end on the last day of each month, as opposed to the way it is in real life western astrology

all this other bullshit is just for fun (??? i guess????) and based ALMOST entirely on my own assumptions. informed by actual shit from the games ofc but mainly me just

EDIT: would like to add that i don't have world of thedas or any other supplementary shit; all i have at my disposal is the 3 games, their DLCs, and the wiki lol. so if there's anything here that WOT (or smth else) contradicts please lmk! and also sorry for any typos lmao

hope yall enjoyed witnessing this fully unhinged moment w me bye<3

[citialiin]

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. tagged by: @forseenclade thank you ! man i am so bad at doing memes.  tagging: @blossomingbeelzebug @zhrets @lupichorous @dansiere yayayayayayayaya

My muse is:   canon / oc / au / canon-divergent / fandomless / complicated [ z/iggy stardust is DEFINITELY not my original character, but 683 is, and every single part of how i rp ziggy from his backstory to his personality was made up by me. that being said, ziggy is still a character that exists in media. ]

Is your character popular in the fandom?  YES / NO. [ im pretty sure ziggy is tied with the thin white duke as one of b*wie’s most famous fictional personas? ]

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

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

Are they underrated?  YES / NO / IDK. [ maybe a little overrated ]

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

Were they relevant for the main character?  YES / NO / THEY’RE THE PROTAG.

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

How’s their reputation?  GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL. [ celebrity rock god of limitless talent vs inevitable overrated washup. most celebrities are polarizing anyways ]

How strictly do you follow canon?  — there isnt much canon to go off of i think? the album barely even states if ziggy is an alien and b*wie himself got really wishy washy about it (sometimes saying z is a human who was contacted by aliens, he was an alien himself, etc). i dont think we know anything about him besides what he looks like (red hair / weird eyes / pale / “well hung” lmao) and he has a band called the spiders from mars, he plays the guitar left handed, he’s bisexual + androgynous, and he’s charming and popular with the teens but inevitably is a victim of his own ego. and he dies.  that too.  but that’s literally it! we know Nothing else about him.  so i filled in all the gaps because my brain has worms.  theres a little bit of the story that verges on fantasy (that he’s some sort of messiah messenger for “the infinites,” whatever the fuck THAT means, david) so i nix that because i prefer hard scifi.  and theres one BIG part that i just ... deleted out of his canon, in that the world is ending in 5 years in his timeline, and he’s like ... aware of this ?  but that’s dumb and confusing.  i legit dont care anymore. my OC now.

SELL YOUR MUSE! Aka try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutuals.  —  im so embarrassed i know i could be genuine and actually try but i have brain blockajjolajlakala33lak33klak333ak3jka3akjj323j3 i guess it’s like ... ziggy is truly the ultimate expression OF humanity because he reveals everything both wrong and right about the human condition, he literally embodies the best of humanity and the worst at the same time, he’s a really interesting critique on the idea of genuineness/earnestness vs commercalism in art, the perils of fame, and also how humans are so inherently corrupting?  a lot of thematic stuff i like exploring is like what is innate to humans vs what is learned behavior, what are things that humans do naturally that ziggy mimics out of his desire to be like us?  i think he has a really good story arc -- he went from being a literal nameless CLONE in a society full of pragmatic forward thinking science-oriented people to a sell out rockstar celebrity in a society of people that value individualism and self expression and art, but in the process completely lost his mind and himself and gave into the worst that humanity has to offer like rampant selfishness, drug abuse, self destructive tendencies, etc. characters changing is always interesting and ziggy truly changes for the worse -- but he is never just black and white, he was never good and then suddenly evil, he just was always the same person putting on different facades and trying to be himself by constructing an identity that maybe was who he wanted to be versus who he actually is.  i dont know what im talking about. hes just an alien trying to be too hard to be human in all the wrong ways.   i just like how “gray” ziggy is. he isnt good or bad, he can be very nice and he can be very mean, he’s overtly showboating confident but at the same time deeply afflicted with self-consciousness (why tf else would anyone be So obsessed with how they present themselves?).  hes an icon of individualism but also commercialism.  he’s freakishly alien but is almost more human than humans themselves.  he struggles as lot in his head -- which makes for interesting writing, i guess !!  Im so emabrrased im not going to go back and read what i wrote so if i typoed dont look at me

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?).  —  i think ziggy comes across as really mean and nothing else.  his horrible bitchy rudeness comes across as hee hee hoo hoo sassy isnt he a rascal when it’s supposed to be more like ... he’s so far gone into the celebrity delusion he’s conflated aggressive rudeness with charmingness because no one told him otherwise and everyone worships him to the point where he’s just given into the delusion that he can do no wrong.  i think theres the general simplification problem that happens with a lot of fictional characters, it’s easy to see him as just a whacky sassy glittery quirky rockstar when i guess it avoids the inherent tragedy of like ... everything else about him. his totally fake and false sense of identity built up from superficial things like fame and labels and stardom.  maybe my version of ziggy is just too weirdly depressing and sad when i know his original iteration wasn’t quite so ... grim.  im not very sure tbh.  

What inspired you to rp your muse?  —  hmmm ... a lot of things! i just really got into b*wie stuff in early 2019, i’ve ALWAYS loved aliens and sci-fi, and i was really shocked that db sets up such great visual storytelling potential but does it through music.  i just really liked ziggys “story” and i like any chance to think about aliens so i just got invested into piecing together a little backstory for him using, like, the cumulative knowledge of literally every other piece of science fiction ive ever consumed in my life.  this was summer 2019 when i was making initial pitches for my thesis film, and so i just randomly decided to pitch “animated version of ziggy stardust” as one of the potential ideas.  shockingly everyone liked it a lot and so did my professor who thought it was really cool, and then i just ended up sticking with the character and working on him for an entire year.  ziggy became my hobby but also my homework.  he was such a fun character because everything about him was interesting to me and i had just enough source material to have a starting point but so much room to take him in any direction i wanted to.

What keeps your inspiration going?  —  honestly, yooooou guyssssss. i have some really amazing fwends that ive met thru here .... and some of our dumb stupid stories have literally become NOVEL length. it just self generates inspiration because you realize the limitless amount of stories you could tell with this one single character when your character enters his story or he enters their story and etc. etc.  ive drawn endless amounts of comics and stuff for him ... ziggy is just so endlessly interesting ...   cringe be cringed bro but recently (i know this sounds dumb bear with me or die.) ive kind of realized a lot of how i rp z comes as some metaphor for the experience of being an asian immigrant/being asian in the US -- his home “culture” is a lot stricter than the rampant selfish individualism of the usa (he only lives in the uk and usa, so he thinks the whole planet is like this), he’s dissuaded from standing out from his community and his selfishness becomes a community burden rather than a personal flaw, and when he does come to earth, he goes through such awful culture shock, literally nothing makes sense to him and everything is Different.  and while some things are different in a Nice way, something things are different in an Awful way, and he’s given the option between losing his true personal identity as an atominan and giving it up to be a human.  the allure of being a human is a little too much but losing yourself like this is traumatic, in a way.  obvs like ... a little silly and definitely not something that i actively intended to put into his story arc, its just something that fell into place cuz i guess i worked so closely with my own personal experiences and feelings of “alienation” (pun intended) to try to understand how he would feel being a literal alien an shid. its cathartic to write about him. but he also has a lot of my own personal interests just thrown in -- 70s fashion, scifi, science, tryhard implications about human nature, art history, whatever dumb nonsense i get into

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 / SOMETIMES?

Do you frequently write headcanons?  YES / NO  [ i would prefer information to spring up organically in the story but cuz threads always get dropped i end up just telling people outright. i didnt want anyone to know his home planet/his old name but barely anyone writes enough with ziggy to get to that point to reveal it (i legit managed to do it organically Once) so i just had to write it in a post lmao orz ]

Do you sometimes write drabbles?  YES / NO [ wrote a ton of drabbles ! drew a ton of comics! ]

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

Are you confident in your portrayal?   YES / NO / I DUNNO?

Are you confident in your writing?  YES / HAHA NO.

Are you a sensitive person?  YES  / NO. / IDK ? 

Do you accept criticism well about your portrayal?  —  definitely!  like i said ... my version of ziggy ended up being the protag of my thesis film and for 1 yr straight his characterization, backstory, design, and even how i wanted to animate his fucking movements (ziggy stardust timing charts.) were beaten to death in a classroom environment, torn apart and rebuilt into something better.  had i stayed with what i originally wanted to go with, ziggy would be so different than how i write him 2day. amazingly my pre production professor is a literal two time emmy award winning storyboard artist and animator so he definitely helped me design him (my version of ziggy is meant for ... a cartoon, obviously, not real life) and give him a better backstory?  and my post production professor is a retired disney animator who worked on hercules and a bunch of old disney channel shows?  had i gone wah wah wah i dont want to hear ur critiques i wouldnt have made him better.  if you ever think ziggy seems inconsistent or poorly written ... tell me !! i literally major in ... animation. cartoons. entertainment.  my job is to entertain you. if you are not entertained, there is a problem.  ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED ????

Do you like questions, which help you explore your character?  —  I LOVE QUESTIONS? i love ... answering questions ... if you ask me something ill come kiss you.

If someone disagrees to a headcanon of yours, do you want to know why?  —  sure! i dont know why that would happen, though, because i mean ... he’s an OC. but i gues someone could be like “i feel like this is incongruous to things you’ve previously established in his character” or somethin

If someone disagrees with your portrayal, how would you take it?  —  i feel like a lot of b*wie stans would find my version of ziggy weird but i mean thats fine!  i guess my goal is to have a well written character, not necessarily an accurate version of ziggy

If someone really hates your character, how do you take it?  —  if you hate MY version of ziggy thats fine but if u hate ziggy stardust in general (like the bowie concept) then u need some taste what the fuck is cooler than a egomaniac genderless bisexual rockstar alien with red hair? nothing. go back to watching your CW shows you dirty filthy normie

Are you okay with people pointing out your grammatical errors?  —  yes! dm me though. dont clown me on the dash like that.  i usually write your replies 12 AM - 4 AM so it’s expected.

Do you think you are easy going as a mun?   —  hmmm ... maybe! i do like to talk to people and i am VERY nice, trust me, if youre ever sad ill do everything i can to make you feel better. but im quiet! i dont really reach out to people and i tend to just keep to myself.  im not very social or extroverted at all haha i barely can make ooc posts without feeling like god’s coming to beat my head in with a brick. im sitting here at 5:30 AM with this meme feeling like if i post it i will die (BUT I MUST)

[impvarjack60]

08 That First Day

Our first day turned into a bit of a bore. The Habitat was not yet open for business, so exploring was out for the moment. "Hmm, I got an idea." I got some real long speaker wires out of storage, and brought my little speakers up to the veranda. We sat there listening to seventies soft rock, while observing the creatures in the habitat. The occasional glimpse of some predatory bird relieving some small creature of the mortal coil.

This place was so full of life, it was like Discovery Channel Live. One strange thing that puzzled me was the blue sky. The large hexagonally shaped sky panels seemed to have added an extra touch of blue to the sky as if they were neon lights, it may be some type of colored force-field. Another odd but really neat feature of the Habitat was it's bowl-like shape. This was most likely done to accommodate water flow, but it made viewing the entire Habitat easy, kinda' like looking across a valley.

"It looks like there are horses out there." Said Anna, a slight quiver of excitement in her voice. "Where?, I don't see any." "By the far left side of the lake, about eight hundred meters back from the shore, in that meadow with the willow trees." Holy shit!, the part of the lake she was referring  to was at least two kilometers from here, I saw a few dots moving where she was describing, and I had perfect twenty/twenty vision. Then I looked her in the eyes, those big gigantic binoculars for eyes. "My God, Anna, just how good can you see?" She starts describing the pedals on flowers that are a click away. So googly eyes has a purpose. She would be a monster of a hunter, but I'm gonna' bet our benefactors would frown upon us shooting up the place, and so would I in a way. But hunting becomes important if the population of the animals gets out of control.

The horses did get Anna's attention, and then the memory came back. "Kjekk, my horses' name was Kjekk." She had heard me describe her trip up to the North Mountain, but I never said his name,...Now I remember, that was from a book I read. It was the closest thing to an adult read for Frozen. Other than that one title, it was all coloring books and kid stories, ugh...... Sometimes this stuff is really embarrassing.

"I can't take this any more, I gotta' explore."  "Anna wait, I don't think that's......." She was halfway down the stairs. "Damn!",...she's all Anna all right.

"Boots, hiking, lace up, traction sole." "Please place your feet on the ottoman within one meter of the replicator cubby." Anna stuck her feet up there and a beam scanned them. "Your size has been recorded. Any additional requests?" "Hiking apparel, cotton short pants, button up blouse." "Please state color." "Green shorts, tan blouse." "Please stand in front in front of cubby, one meter distance." It scanned her again, and produced the items, she dressed right in front of me. Hmm, she looked kinda cute in that outfit. What am I saying?, she looked cute in anything. "Anna, I'd recommend some socks." "Oh, right." As delicate as her skin was.... "Are you coming?" OK, I'm a glutton for punishment. I went thru the same spiel as Anna did, but I picked a blue shirt and tan pants, we didn't need to look like Raggedy Anna and Andy. Then she was out the back door. I also had the replicator make several short lengths of blue ribbon, I'd hate to get lost today.

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I suggested we head for the forest and check out the hull, maybe that would attract the least amount of attention. It was fairly noisy in the forest, but it was thick, and the critters stayed well hidden. As we were walking, a large kaleidoscope of butterflies were making their way through the trees, we stopped to watch them. They had these iridescent purple wings that were about twelve centimeters in span, and they were just beautiful. They filled the sky at one point. That's when a real funny thing happened. Several of them landed on Anna, their wings slowly flapping. She took one into her hand and it just crawled along her fingers. She had it right in her face studying it, with a look of child-like wonder, her mouth hanging slightly open. She must be something special for this to happen, maybe it's her alien DNA, or maybe she just smelled like flowers, she did have that lavender scent. Either way, the site of this was just mesmerizing. Such intense beauty, it was just crushing me. Then they just flew away, and a broad smile beamed across her face.

We made it to near the hull. It was darker here, as the sky panels didn't reach down this far. There was a grassy border between the forest and the hull. It consisted of just dull brown cladding, not a blinking light to be seen. As soon as I stepped out of the forest; "Please turn back, you are not permitted here." Then an orb that looked like Olaf came rushing up to us. "Oh, sorry. We've been bitten by cabin fever." "Please turn back, you are not permitted here." OK, boring conversation anyway. "Anna, let's head back, I think we've sufficiently skirted the rules for now." Just then Anna stuck her tongue out at the orb and gave it a raspberry. It waited for us to head back into the forest.

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As we walked back, it occurred to me what my role would be with her. Mentally, she needed a father. Talk about awkward, we were a breeding pair. Why the hell did they do this, this way? Didn't they know there were taboos about such things? I mean, they did know a lot about us. I assumed they downloaded the entire contents of the internet before they killed it, I'm sure that having father/daughter sex and how horrific that was is in there somewhere. There's just something missing here, I'm not getting it, and I really don't know what questions to ask.

Olaf's answers yesterday seemed somewhat like canned responses. I'm well aware of how much I'm supposed to love her. It's still a very difficult thing for me, as in a way I'm already in love with her. But that is as an imaginary character. I learned to separate the two. You have to, or go insane, those are your only two choices when dealing with this stuff. Now she's a real live 'human' being. I use that term human very loosely. God only knows what they put in her. If it's anything like her brain, it's a mess. She was a few meters out in front of me, stopping every once in a while to check out some plant, or bug, or whatever else caught her eye. She certainly was a curious thing, a trait I always admired in children. Ugh,... _________________________________________________________

We got back to an awaiting orb. Uh oh, Dad's mad. Now I feel like the child who got caught sneaking in late. So what's it gonna' be this time?........... "You do not have permission to enter the Habitat yet." "Sorry, Olaf. Ms. Bouncy Pants here was was having a case of cabin fever." "Hey!" then she slugged me in the arm. "We are still preparing the predators who roam the Habitat. There are several forms of what you call 'big cats' in this area, along with a species of bear. Do you understand why we want you to stay close to your domicile now?" "Well since you put it that way,... just keep in mind that we have issues being treated like prisoners, Olaf." "I can assure you that is the furthest thing from our desires. Please give us a few more days to get this situation under control." These people had at least a year to 'get it under control', there's more to this than what they're letting on. "Alright Olaf, I just hope I don't have to put her on a leash." Got an elbow in the ribs for that one......

_________________________________________________________ So now we're stuck in the house again, and one thing I really miss is reading. We'd have plenty of time for it. My own stories can only carry me so far. Hopefully, someone here had a library as a hobby and that got brought here like my audio stuff. Once this place is open for business, I'm going to make it a point to make some friends. If everyone here has received the 'gift' of a mate, we're all couples, and that should make things easier. I've always found friendships awkward with married couples, and at my age, that's all there was. But it looks as though we have a couple more days of boredom to suffer through, although I myself loved boredom occasionally, I've worked for the last forty plus years, I'm ready for a break. But Anna was just a little kid in the restaurant, squirming like a worm at the end of a hook. The internal age difference definitely showed.

We would be freed soon I hoped.