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commander-rahrah · 4 months

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I'm so glad that you have my ask & that you're going to slowly explodre in your Astarion x Reader fanfic! I love how Astarion realises that Reader is seeing through his facade!

1. How it makes him nervous & questions their intentions. Then he would wonder how they think about what they see 🥺

2. He would ask them as a way to tease them but desperately wants to know why they're doing this. When they explained it, he told them how puzzling they are

3. Just how much Reader insists that his consent matters & how he can change his mind even if he suggested it is something I definitely want for him!

4. He would mask it well but it does something for him every time they thank him 🥹

5. Reader would apologise even though they only did it to save him while Astarion is reassuring them that it's fine 😭

Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts because I love it so much :)

Here's my idea that I would love to hear your opinion! Just to let you know this is quite self-indulgent XD How would Astarion react to GN!Reader explaining to him the reason they always try to help others is because not only do they know how it felt to be helpless, they also know how much it meant to them when they got help when they need it the most?

What do you think of it? I'm curious :3

Fuck, this is gonna be long and rambley and I apologize but god do I love the concept of this, and its something I have been putting little bits into my Astarion series (especially chapter 2 and 4). So first, I feel like I need to talk about Astarion not liking it when you help people when you first start out.

I love all of the posts and art that is made of Astarion admitting that he asked all the gods for help and none of them did, and about how he hates heroes since none ever came for him (including the post about the quote from The Last Unicorn - god it kills me).

And I feel like this makes for such an interesting dynamic when Tav/Reader is a bit of a do-gooder, since it exasperates and bewilders him so much. Maybe even angers him a bit -- especially in the case of a God worshipping, or blessed (like in the case for my series) Tav/Reader. At first his thoughts and opinions are entirely selfish, no one ever came for him, no God or Hero answered, where were you 200 years ago when he was crying and begging? No where. But here now, you were pouring your heart out and risking your neck for vulnerable idiots but he is right there - help him, focus on his tasks like the damn tadpole in your brains and the master vampire that could be lurking around any corner!

But as he falls more and more in love, I like to think that Astarion starts to realize how kismet it is that he met you when he did. That if you were alive 200 years ago and offered him a sliver of kindness he would have seen it as a weakness and seized the opportunity to drop you off back at the castle as another sacrificial lamb. He realizes that if your God never answered your prayer, or blessed you, etc. you may not even have ever been here. And what would his life be like if he hadn't met you? For a time I think he would worry about others taking advantage of your kindness and desire to always help (especially since he did that himself) and would definitely voice it to you. You would just shrug and agree, stating that people have and they probably would continue too. But that wouldn't ever stop you from doing the right thing.

Eventually, I like to believe that for a Tav/Reader of this nature and a non-ascended Astarion, your own kindness and desire to help is one of the things he loves most about you. So much so, that it starts to seep into him, re-igniting the long extinguished flame for such acts in his heart and soul. It definitely wouldn't make him completely change and flip his personality, he wouldn't start just giving things out and running a charity or something -- but I think he would start seeing the world a little brighter and he would want to be a slightly better participant in it as your partner.

In regards to Tav/Reader explaining why they help people the way they do, I feel like specific reasoning would have to lay in the hands of the reader or player - especially because everyone comes up with such creative, wonderful ideas for their characters. Like my Selune blessed Tav from the Talking to the Moon series (aka my tiefling bard Olympia) is this weird combination of just genuinely wanting to be seen as helpful and good for once, recognizing their privilege as a noble and wanting to use it for good, wanting to rebel from the expectations placed on them a bit and also they have this innate purpose that drives them, which is a big part of their blessing from Selune. But I feel like for a good general theme for this ask would be that saying of "The gentleness that comes, not from the absence of violence, but despite the abundance of it." That even if Reader/Tav had experienced a world that was not kind to you, that you found something good and kind and gentle and clung to it, something or someone else or maybe just yourself. And what an example you would be for Astarion.

Thank you for the ask anon!! As you can tell I still love talking about Astarion x Tav ahaha, even months later. Sorry about the delay in answering it, lots happening in my personal life that has taken time away from my writing! If anyone reading this is looking for updates on Talking to the Moon, please know I am working on it and doing my best to get it out for January! xxx

#long post #bg3 astarion #astarion x tav #astarion x reader #astarion analysis #commander-rahrah answers

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twisted-wonderland-shenanigans · 1 year

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I sent an ask earlier and I am so sorry for spamming but I've been having brain worms for the Kaiju!au.

Like we sad Vargas and Kalim being all friendly but imagine little baby Cheka playing with Yuu.

Also, just imagine Cater, Vil, or Rook doing dancing from some music player that Yuu found. Which also makes me ask if they get their own little hideaway for their human buisness. (God Crowley when his hatchling leave the nest...)

And finally, when Yuu finally gets to cook, meat or fish, are the Boys gonna try to demand they have some. I just imagine Yuu giving a piece to grim and his pupils blow out from how good it is....and then words goes around and it's all over for any peaceful cooking with Yuu.

I'm actually in the process of answering that one! I just gotta figure out a few scenarios for it to make it fun~! >v< And please don't worry about spamming me with asks if you have ideas or thoughts you wanna share about my AUs! I love receiving these kind of asks! :D

Putting under a read more because I got a little carried away 😂

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Oooh my goodness, someone teach lil’ kaiju Cheka to be gentle with the tiny human! X’D To be honest, I almost didn't put him or Falena in the AU...buuuuut now that I think about it, that would be a crime against adorableness, and I will not stand for this! Ò.Ó I shall rectify this~!

In the AU, Cheka would be a little bigger than Grim would be in terms of height. Not quite twice his height, but still pretty big! Now imagine the lil’ ragamuffin sweetheart just trotting along with Yuu perched on his back, playfully marching across a log bridge with Grim trotting behind singing “Hakuna Matata” while Ruggie and Jack have to keep an eye on them (because we know Leona would be taking a nap and hiding from his nephew even in this AU). The only difference between this version of the two is that whenever Cheka pounces on his uncle in a play fight, Leona actually will react as though he got hurt to encourage the hunting instinct.

Hey, he may not be happy having his nephew bugging him, but he knows it’s important to know how to survive (and he’d never hear the end of it from his brother or his brother’s mate)!

When it comes to doing “human business”, it’s agreed that there is a need for privacy even amongst kaiju, so if the human disappears for a short time behind a rock or in a bush, it’s not going to be questioned by curious kaiju. Luckily Yuu won’t have to worry about poison oak or poison ivy! Most of the poisonous plants that can cause an itchy reaction are too high up for them to reach, so it’s mainly the kaiju who would experience the terrible itchy curse. Good thing they’ve got Crewel to mix up some natural medicine for them—good luck making most of them take it though! XD

Anyway, moving on: music! One of the best ways to soothe the soul and calm the savage beast. When Yuu manages to get near one of the other abandoned facilities and gets to explore it with Grim (who is literally the only one small enough to fit inside with them), it was actually Grim who stumbled across a music player. He thought it was some weirdly shaped snack or chew toy.

This resulted in a bit of a tug-of-war between Yuu and Grim, and now Yuu has a new (slightly chewed) music player! Let’s see how it transpired and what resulted afterwards, shall we?

“Let’s see…junk, junk, trash…wow, did they really even leave anything worth using in this place?”

Digging around in the pile, Yuu sighed as they sat back and stared at the room. Of course, this place had been ransacked already…though by who exactly was unclear, but it seemed like things had been torn apart and whatever components or guts the tech had before was now gone. But there had to be something they could use in this place, right?

Crunch!

“Pleh!”

“Grimfang, no! Stop trying to eat the plastic you lil’ gargoyle!” Yuu scolded, sighing as Grimfang spat out a few shards that got stuck in his teeth. “Ugh…one of these days you’re going to eat something you shouldn’t, you know that? Don’t come crying to me when you get a tummy ache.”

He shook his head with a snort, giving Yuu a look that suggested he was offended by the very notion that he might get a tummy ache…or at least, that’s how Yuu interpreted it. It was odd how expressive the kaiju seemed to be, seeming almost…human-like in a way, though sometimes Yuu wondered if it was just their mind humanizing them to have company.

“Well, don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Turning back, Yuu scanned the wreckage to try and find something they could at least bring back. Even a writing utensil would do! “Okay…maybe we should try the next room and see what we can find.”

As they turned to go, they heard the familiar sound of tooth scraping against metal and sighed. What has he found this time?

“Grim, if I have to pull another pipe out of your gullet again, I’m gonna-” Yuu began before freezing, eyes growing wide at the familiar shape between Grim’s paws as he tried to gnaw on the corner: a music player. “H-hey, hey! No! Grim! Drop it!”

“Rrraowl!” he rumbled in response, his paws pulling the player into his chest fur protectively.

“Grimfang, no! That’s not a chew toy—hey! Get back here, you malevolent little gargoyle!!”

“Nyaarr!!”

“GRIIIIIM!!!!”

//Later//

The sound of static filled the den as Yuu sat in the nest, using Grimfang’s side as a pillow while they fiddled with the large and heavy music player. It had been one helluva chase around the facility, but eventually they triumphed and claimed their prize! Aside from a slight chewing on the frame, the kaiju’s fangs hadn’t really penetrated the shell and everything seemed to be in working order. To their disappointment though, they couldn’t get a radio signal no matter how many buttons they pushed or how much they turned the dial.

“Hey, MIRA? Does this island have any sort of radio signal or something?” they asked the computer around their wrist. “I can’t get anything on this player.”

“Greetings, Uhm Yuu. Answer: negative. This particular system cannot receive the signals from radio transmissions. Due to the nature of the island and its inhabitants, it is difficult to build and maintain any semblance of a tower to transmit signals across the terrain, requiring different methods to communicate with other facilities.”

“Darn it! So that means I can’t do anything with this hunk of junk?”

“Negative. As it is in proximity, I am able to access the system wirelessly and play music from the database.”

Eyes growing wide, Yuu asked, “There’s a music database…?”

“Affirmative. I have access to a wide selection of music from all manner of media pre-downloaded from the Dark Mirror Server. Dr. Willows was an avid enjoyer of music and always kept an up-to-date selection for her playlists to aid in her work. Would you like to create your own playlists?”

“Yes!”

“Mrr…?”

//End Scene//

And thus began Yuu’s task to set up their musical playlists…much to the kaiju’s confusion even when Grim tried to explain what he could translate. For the most part, they just figured it was a weird human thing…until Yuu played the first song. Was it some beautiful, soothing song, or an excitable bop that made them excited? Nope. It was neither: what was meant to be a fun introduction to a song turned into what essentially boils down to a warped death metal demonic screech and garbled static. The sound was so terrifying that Grimfang looked like a puffy ball of daggers, and Nevermore flared up his wings like some puffy shield in a panic.

That’s why it’s important to check the volume of the music before you play it first!

It was after that when Yuu noticed a difference in the kaiju when they played certain songs—namely instrumentals. For some like Pridefang, they noticed how much more relaxed he was when harp music was playing, while when it came to wind based music like flutes or chimes, Crystalflayer/Vil would croon and sing along and the more canine-like kaiju would practically fall asleep.

Then there were the silly moments with the music.

When Goldmaker/Kalim was visiting, Yuu was playing the song “Cus I’m Happy” at random…when they noticed the shiny beetle/dragon kaiju doing the tippy-tap dance like a dog on all six legs, bouncing here and there in time to the music like a kid jumping on the bed.

And then there was the time that Bruiser/Deuce and Feralfang/Epel were tugging on something that looked somewhat like a giant leather ball that had been popped (or at least, they thought it was a ball, though it could be a bit of carcass too). It didn’t seem like they were fighting over food and more like they were just…playing. It wasn’t until they had stood frozen in place for a moment that Yuu played the song “Cotton Eyed Joe”—

And they both tugged in time to the beat. (A/N: click link for doggos in reference to the song/scene!)

Aaaah, the joys of music!

Now as for the food, as good as fruit and the vegetables were, it was a little harder to find sources of protein that were safe for human consumption on the island…or at least, sources that didn’t want to eat or swallow them whole or were out of reach. Plus, they had a continuous source of fresh meat brought to them and Grimfang throughout the day with no hassle. They just needed a way to…prepare it.

When Yuu manages to light a fire in a makeshift firepit (guided by MIRA’s survival database), Nevermore was certainly surprised to find that his hatchling had finally accepted the meat offering and confused at what they were doing with it near the fire. It’s incredibly rare for any kaiju to actually “cook” their meat, and whatever constitutes as cooked meat would be little more than chewy charcoal, so if it turns out that’s what the little human likes then so long as they eat their fruits and veggies, he’ll allow it.

“Aaaaand…done!” Yuu uttered, tugging one of the sticks bearing individual chunks out of the ground. They could feel the juices from the meat that had dripped down the makeshift skewer, forcing them to take care as they adjusted it in their grip to avoid the hot parts before they took a tentative bite.

Just like the fruit, the meat was tender and full of flavor as the juices dripped down their chin with each bite. It wasn’t perfect, but it was so good to have a cooked meal again that Yuu didn’t care. They’d even been lucky to find a wall of salt when they’d gone exploring with Grimfang, so at least the meat had a little extra flavor to it! MIRA had mentioned before that the island had many herbs and spices that could be used for cooking. If they could get a hold of some of these, then their meals would be so much more fulfilling!

Curious sniffing caught their attention as they turned to see Grimfang, cerulean eyes staring at the chunks still cooking on the sticks around the fire. He’d long since finished his portion, so there was no way that he should still be hungry…right?

“Mrrlh?” he grumbled, carefully pawing at the dirt near one of the sticks but not actually touching it before giving Yuu a look.

“No, this is mine. You had yours already,” Yuu told him, turning their attention back to their food.

“Prrrrrr…”

‘…oh no…’ Slowly they turned their attention back to Grimfang…and immediately they found themselves struck by the biggest, brightest pair of kitten eyes they’d ever seen, the kaiju’s forelegs curling up to his chest as he rolled over onto his side to reveal his soft, fluffy tummy. ‘…darn it, why did I have to watch those kitten videos around him!?’

His paws began to open and close, mimicking the kneading motion that the kittens in the video had done earlier.

“…augh! Fine! But just this once, got it?” Yuu said, heaving a sigh as they took another stick out of the ground and—after playing hot-potato with the cooked flesh—tossed it into Grimfang’s waiting jaws with a snap. He was purring in triumph, giving Yuu a smug looking grin…

Before he froze, pupils growing so wide that they nearly engulfed the blue of his eyes. His whole body began to shiver, jaw slack as drool began to drip from his maw. Then—rearing back on his hind legs—his paws pressed against his cheeks as he swayed almost in pure bliss, a series of trills and chirps coming from him.

“Huh. Well, uh…glad you like my cooking, Gri—hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey! NO! Grim! You had yours, the rest are mine! Stoooop! Nevermore!!”

//The next day//

“Okay, here’s what’s going to happen: I’m going to cook some of this meat using the ingredients we just picked from the forest, and while the big hunk cooks on the spit, we’ll snack on the smaller pieces. This side is yours, and this side is mine. Got it so far?”

“Mrp!”

“Good. Don’t even think about stealing my share, or I’m never cooking anything again. Got it?”

“Myah!”

Shniff-shniff…

“Huh…? Wha-!? Scrapper, no! This is mine! I-wait, I-! What are you all even doing here!? Guys!”

//The next day//

“……did you guys know that Scrapper, Shellshock, Ashsong, and Heartbinder could even cook, or is this new?” Yuu asked, watching as Ashsong’s tentacles moved the herbs and spices across the cooking meat, Heartbinder’s claws and teeth ripping chunks off and handing them to the clover-marked Shellshock as he put them on skewers. Ashsong’s wings would occasionally flap, causing the flames to flare up with new life. Scrapper used his jaws to turn the makeshift spit that one of the kaiju had carved to turn the meat in a slow circle.

“Nyawr.”

“Thaaaat’s what I thought…more please!”

As it turns out, once the kaiju learn the secret to amazing food, it becomes one of the few things that keeps them from bickering and fighting and even have them cooperate together just to get a taste. It was a strange sight to see, and even MIRA commented that this was highly unusual behavior that hadn’t been recorded by scientists before. This raised far more questions than answers. Sure, the kaiju were dangerous, but they were intelligent.

Too intelligent…

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland kaiju au #twst kaiju au #twisted wonderland kaiju au worldbuilding #twst kaiju au worldbuilding #oh how I love playing with this AU~!

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sayonaramidnight · 2 months

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Do you find that your interpretations of your character changes as you get older/learn more about the world around you? For example, a soft character may have started innocent but they (and, by extension, you) choose to keep them that way despite the harshness of the world? Does your character's expertise on a subject change as you become more familiar with it, etc.?

This question has made me think a lot and my thoughts went many different ways, so please forgive me if I get incoherent and/or start digressing~

In general, I'd say my interpretation of my characters kind of depends on my mental and emotional state, but also on where I am with my life and what kind of stories and motifs I'm currently into, and what I'm fed up with. There was a time when I thought of kind and gentle characters as too sweet and naive, but later I learnt to admire them. How about those who are serious and brooding? Younger me thought they were So Cool. Older me wanted to make fun of them. Current me just waits and sees what they do.

That said, most of my characters have been with me for many years, decades even - and then there's Helvi, who's only been there since, 2018, but I started playing for serious in 2019! Given that time is a weird soup and the years 2020-2023 have blended into one short period of time in my mind, it feels like two years at most, so I'm not sure whether I got older or more experienced in such a short time XD

But! One of the very few things I've known about her since the very beginning is that she follows Menphina and it makes love one of the big recurring themes of her story. It got me wonder, how to interpret her faith, because, really, there are so many ways you can go to express it! Will you share your love with your family? Friends? Paramour(s)? Nation? Random people you meet on your way? Do you pray for everyone's successful love life or just focus on your own? Seek your fairy tale romance or indulge in daydreams? Have many lovers or commit to one relationship, or maybe fill your heart with pure love for the whole world instead? So many possibilities and for a long time I didn't know what to choose...

Then it turned out there was room in her heart for all of the above, to some extent.

But let me tell you it wasn't easy to figure out for quite a while. See, from Heavensward to Shadowbringers I played with no long breaks. I had all these expansions, so I jumped from one story right into another and didn't give myself much time to sit down and think. After the emotional rollercoaster that was HW, I mostly ran Helvi through SB on autopilot, and then another rollercoaster came along... And she felt so tired most of the time, so exhausted and still the kindest soul ever, but distant and withdrawn at the same time. She spent a lot of time grieving and self-loathing And I asked myself: is she going to get better? Can she get better? Can she fall in love again? Does she even want to? And at that time, the answer was 'no'. She seemed.. resigned to her fate. Reached into her own soul and found darkness, and decided to embrace it and use it to fight. And it seemed like she would be hardened that way.

Then, there was a long break between ShB and EW, and I could finally think in peace, share my thoughts with friends and answer their countless and valuable questions, and even write a few snippets, putting her feelings and some events from her life. I let her go back and do some thinking in peace too. She let herself laugh heartily again. She didn't stop being a dark knight, but simply added red magic and dancing to her fighting skills and thus found the balance she needed. She made peace with herself. She even fell in love again, after all, and is not going to let this love go. Now, in any friend group, she's that friend who gives away hugs freely and dotes upon everyone, and dances like no one's watching, and also defends you fiercely.

I know I'm rambling, but all I want to say there is a big difference between playing with or without long breaks and it may change your perspective and interpretation of your character :D

#gatheredfates #replies #I dunno if that answers your question #but thinking of the answer gave me Thoughts and Feelings #thank you #thanalan tinies

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wily-art · 2 years

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Heya wily, How are you going? I've been watching your Drawnings and seeing/Reading you comics(i stoped on a half for some personal issues about my own time, but now i'm fine, and start to read again)

Uh, for a little time i draw/copy your blasters for my own development but i never used to post It, and at that time i wanted to use your blasters, because that totaly fit with the Idea of my AU, and i maded an ask for you but it was a long time ago, and also i usualy stoped to use Tumblr in that time, because that i could never see If you reply that or not.

Today i made three blasters designs on my own, soo... Ya know hehe, i didn't need that anymore BUT... your blasters are too tempting for me to pass up an opportunity like this. So i have three questions for ya:

1. Even If i didn't need that, or do not will use this anyways, Can i use your blasters Designs? (Just for know and make sure)

2. how can i made a strong/striking gaster blaster design like yours?

3. And What gives you inspiration to make tose Designs of blasters? How do you geted that idea and How do you developed It?

i would love If you reply

I will wait patiently (because I need help from a more experienced artist who inspireted me to do such a beutifull design of gaster blaster...and it's you on the case. If you want to see my blasters i can send you later on PV)

Uh Sorry for my really bad english, i am Brazilian and i didn't make any course of It, and i write on my own...aaand that's It, bye.

Hi! So when I was making the blaster designs I tried to tie some of them to elements of the games or to things that sorta of reflect the trait they were built to extract. Some reasons were sillier than others.

Example:

Justice extractor being a Bull because the justice soul was a rootin' tootin' cow poke.

Kindness being a prehistoric fish because most of the green magic happens in Undyne's levels/waterfall.

Perseverance being a bear something that hibernates through winter. Integrity being related to blue magic which deals with gravity-> thus a gravity defying animal.

Then I looked at real animal skulls and tweaked them to make them look more monstrous, and more like the og gaster blaster.

Except for cats where the idea came from this dumb thing.

Since they're pretty integral to the story I would appreciate credit if they're used.

As far as designing a character think of what you want their personality to be and why. Then build around that! That's the best advice I can give.

Sorry for answering out of order xD

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prismaticpichu · 5 months

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Hiya! howabout zack, 6, 13, and 17 for the character ask game?

You got it!!!

What's something you have in common with this character? ~ Hmmmm that actually got me thinking really deep lmao! Zack’s so interesting in the sense that his personality does a shift a bit, or at least that sunshine-bright sense of optimism and pep does eventually wane into more of a jadedness. However, he never stops being kind- and if his last encounter with Genesis proves anything, it’s that he does not give up on people. I’d like to think I have that same faith in others. I genuinely believe that anyone can change for the better. You can be the nastiest soul, the biggest and most toxic bully. But no one is permanently locked in that personality- at least to me. That kinda mindset I think me and the pupper would share <33

Oh! And I’ve been called a puppy before cause of my lazy eyes xD

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What's an emoji, an emoticon and/or any symbol that reminds you of this character or you think the character would use a lot? - Ok ok ok so a stupid little headcanon I have is that when Zack is being stubborn with Angeal or Sephiroth- people who are older than him- and they are having some kinda discussion through text, he will simply send an emoji of a dinosaur as a comeback to mock their age. Nothing more, no words. Just a picture of a brontosaurus that overrides any argument.

Kinda like

Angeal: Zack! I’m not kidding! Come down to the training room right this instant.

Zack: 🦕

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What's a ship for this character you don't hate but it's not your favorite that you're fine with? ~ Okie doke, so to be completely real I do not ship him with anyone but Aerith xD I’m really not into romance, so his canonical relationship works best for me! <3 In other words lol, I’m not really a huge fan of anything but Zack & Aerith lol- and YES I’m talking under a romantic light bc as y’all know I adore Zack & Sephiroth, but just as platonic buds! So, with that said, I guess the answer to this question would ZackSeph?? xDD Like in a hypothetical situation if the only way for these two to interact was romantically, then I’d take it. I would just prefer for it to stay in the green!

#ffvii #zack fair #asks #ty!!#crisis core #sephiroth #angeal hewley #life of pi #chu

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redfurrycat · 9 months

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💕Know Your Tumblr Friends💕

Tagged by @callsign-crow, @itshoneywhatever, @mafiatsunafish, @merryandrewsworld, @perishablealex, @renai-chan in different versions of the tag game, so I just took all the questions and answered them all in one post, if ya don't mind, you lovely souls! 💕

Name? Starts with a P. It's a pretty common name where I’m from. (But you can call me Red here 😉)

Were you named after anyone? Nope.

Pronouns? She/her.

Where do you call home? Belgium.

Sign? Aries.

Time? 11h49 (I’m HUNGRY.) (Update. I ate and it was fries and homemade burger).

Fav band/artist? Hans Zimmer (composer). But I love many other composers! I don’t exactly have a fav band or artist as it’s not the kind of music I listen to (OST-Forever-Girl).

Do you have kids? No. I don’t want kids right now, I’ll wonder about that muuuuuch later. (Although I’m a cat mom at the moment.)

Use sarcasm a lot? I do sarcastic quips all the time… xD

First thing you notice 'bout people? Their smile. :)

Eye color? Hazel Eyes.

Scary movies or happy ending? Happy Ending FOREVER.

Special talent? *blank* (Too hungry to think of one... xD)

Your hobbies? To talk about something NOT related to fandom, I like Sudoku and Word scrambled games.

Any pets? It may be shocking to all of you, but I have a she-cat. A red she-cat. *grinning*

First pet? Twas a hamster….:D

Favorite animal? I love felines and birds of prey VERY MUCH.

Cereal of choice? As a kiddo it was Miel Pops, now I do the healthier version of honey cereals when I do eat cereals. And I occasionally eat oatmeal as well.

Are you visual, auditory, or kinesthetic learner? All three of them, depends on what is it I’m learning.

Playing any sport? Used to be tennis. Now I do walking and running, and I’d love to swim again!!!

How tall..? Small bean of 1m58.

Favourite subject in school? Latin in secondary school, and my American and British Literature at Uni, as well as all my Law and Judiciary classes. Instructive, especially because I now understand the related news.

Dream job? I don’t even know anymore… I’m completely lost. ☹

Favorite scent? honey and lavender, and strawberry.

Do you believe in astrology? Absolutely not. "Not in any god, not in myths and legends." (Although it’s pretty cool to read about myths and legends! :D *mythology nerd*)

How many playlists do you have on spotify/apple music? 0 because I refuse to use spotify or apple music. :D

Sharpies or highlighters? Both are good!

Song that makes you cry? Songs don’t usually make me cry. However, OSTs do. I’m HIGHLY sensitive to Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron/The Last Samurai/LOTR OSTs.

Last song? Dela by Johnny Clegg (That’s right baby, GEORGE OF THE JUNGLE SONG! :D)

Last series? still ER! (I mean there are 15 seasons or so, and I’m watching season 5)

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What I post? I reblog A LOT. And I LOVE adding to posts when inspiration strikes! xD Right now? I’ve posted several Top Gun Recs Lists. (Top Gun and Top Gun Maverick have bewitched me body and soul!)

Other blogs? The Sideblog I was previously talking about can be found at @timetobuzzthefandomtower.

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Instruments? Fuck that. I hated the music class during HS. :O

What I'm wearing rn? Short & T-Shirt. All comfy clothes.

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sotwk · 7 months

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Hi! I just read your headcanon post on Prince Turhir and I just wanted to say A) Thank you SO much for giving us some goodies about this super cool character!

And B) [Potential? Spoiler Alert]

Um… did I see the plural form of the word DEATH in that post in reference to two of his brothers?! I feel like my heart is broken and I don’t even know them yet!!!! If possible, can you PLEASE speak to this a bit?! I’m afraid I need some answers!!! (And also if you could potentially give the years when it happens since I’m writing smth that kindaa involves the princes, I would GREATLY appreciate it while sobbing in a corner xD) Thanks so much!

-Mithril Anon

Hi Mithril! I appreciate you and this message so very much! <3

Full disclosure, I still have your other ask regarding the Lindir x OC fic idea simmering in my inbox. I want you to know it's such a lovely message and request that I just need a little more time to respond to. <3 I beg your patience while I deal with my backlog!

I would be honored if any of my Thranduilions can be included in any of your writings, or even just inspire them! I am always happy to learn they are being appreciated and accepted as Tolkien characters in their own right. Thank you thank you thank you!

Now for some bullet points addressing your question:

Which of the Thranduilions die in the SotWK AU?

SotWK Fancast: Sam Heughan as Prince Turhir Thranduilion

I have made references to the fates of Thranduil's sons in other headcanon posts, but have never been wholly specific on the details.

Truthfully, I don't mind giving spoilers about the deaths, since those are pretty set in stone. (Sorry!) However, I prefer to stay vague about the fates of the sons that live, since those futures are still fluid.

Crown Prince Mirion is the first prince to die. He was killed in direct combat against the Necromancer during a great siege upon Dol Guldur in Third Age 2063. It is largely thanks to him that the Necromancer was forced to retreat from Dol Guldur, resulting in the 400 years of "Watchful Peace". (Canon states it was because Gandalf came to investigate and Sauron got scared but...how boring and dismissive of the Greenwood Elves! This headcanon tweaks and amends that! XD)

Prince Arvellas perished next in Third Age 2589. He was killed by the great Cold-drake that attacked the halls of the Dwarf King Dain I during the War of the Dwarves and Dragons. Arvellas's sacrifice in defense of the Dwarves of the Grey Mountain is the primary reason why Thranduil reneged on aiding the Dwarves of Erebor against Smaug's attack. At that point, with only two sons (Gelir and Legolas) left, the family had already lost too much.

What happened to Turhir, then? I can guarantee only this for now: Turhir doesn't die. But after watching both his brothers die, he began to wish for death. He always took his job as protector of the family very seriously, and he became overwhelmed with grief and self-loathing at this failure to save Mirion and Arvellas as (he believed) he should have. As Sauron increases his power in the Third Age, the darkness that grows within Turhir (which his parents soon suspect was planned by The Enemy) eventually makes him more a liability than an asset... and that's all I will reveal about his future for now!

It's always bittersweet for me to discuss the tragic fates of Thranduil's family. On one hand, it's heartbreaking how much suffering is heaped on such kind souls! But on the other hand, it shows how heroic they all were, and how much Thranduil sacrificed and bore just to defend his kingdom (and really, all of Middle-earth).

I cherish the idea that the Greenwood Elves were never idle bystanders in the endless war against Darkness (*ahem, Tauriel, ahem*), and in fact contributed a LOT to the cause of protecting Good.

Thank you again for your question, and I hope this gives you plenty of inspiration for your writings!

Please don't be TOO sad--there are still plenty of good years and memories in Thranduil's family history to balance out the tragedies. I hope to write more of those stories.

For more Thranduil/Mirkwood headcanons: SotWK HC Masterlist

Other useful links:

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daisysolovely · 1 year

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Aemma Targaryen 3

A ruby eye

Hiiii, first of all, thank you for all the support you had shown to the last two parts. it gave me a lot of motivation to continue writing ;)). Secondly, this part happened shortly after Losing an eye and it will feature more of Aemond. I am not very happy with it, ngl as I've had a lot of things going on right now so I might not be in my best condition to write. But I simply feel the need to write this down. Anyway, I hope you will enjoy this XD and have a nice day

Summary: A surprise gift from the eldest prince, Aegon II.

The Aemma's series: Losing an eye, Aemma's dragon, A Pawn, A Proposal

P/s: I am not a native English speaker so pls forgive me if there are any linguistic mistakes. Secondly, I am an inexperienced writer so I'll very much appreciate it if you could leave your feedback in the comment section ( your thoughts, opinions,...) You can also send your feedback via the ask me section if you wish to remain anonymous. Thank you, XD But you also don't have to... if you don't want, I mean. Another p/s: I'm sorry in advance that I am now unable to reply to your comments as my account has some kind of a glitch :( I'll reply to all of your comments as soon as I could, I've already contacted Tumblr so finger-crossed.

The event of Aemma losing her eye stirred a sensation in the court. Everyone seemed to make it their business, whispering to each other the unsavoury thing about the cursed princess. But when Aemond decided to take his eye out, everyone was scandalised.

Strangely enough, all fingers were pointed toward the princess rather than the prince. Aemma couldn’t forget the mumblings she would hear whenever she passed by someone. The maids were seemingly afraid to be in her presence.

The cursed princess was now a monster in the court’s eyes.

Aemma could hardly recall a peaceful day in her life after her loss. She was constantly on guard, always wary to be in someone’s presence. And she felt as if she could only rely on her family. While she had that feeling before, the princess never truly felt so lonely in her life.

But there was also a few good thing came out of that event. The king had appointed a new knight for her, Ser Andarien Musgood. Bless him, as the man was a gentle soul, only assisted when needed and the princess almost didn’t notice him most of the time. Unlike her previous knight, Ser Andarien treated her like she was normal without any impairment and allowed her the freedom she wished. So, you can often find the princess walking on her own, a knight at a respectful distance. In addition, Aemma had made friends with a new maid who got transferred to serve her after the other maids showed their reluctance around the cursed princess.

Patiently embroidering a handkerchief, Aemma listened to the maid while slowly following her instruction. So far, according to the maid, Aemma had finished one-third of the handkerchief, a big accomplishment for the young princess, especially considering she had never embroidered before and couldn’t see. The princess wasn’t sure if it was decent and could only place her confidence in her maid who assured Aemma that her handkerchief was beautiful.

“Do you think my brother will like it?” Asked Aemma as she felt the stitch of the embroidery, trying to imagine it in her mind. She had asked her maid to pick out a black handkerchief and then decided to embroider their family’s sigil on it. The sigil was a challenge, even for those who could see. But Aemma had proven that she was as stubborn as her family, determined to finish it all by herself.

Before the maid could answer, another voice interrupted her. “Like what, sister?” Questioned Aegon as he made his presence noticed, his voice had its usual slur from all the wine he had consumed that day. Yet, his posture was oddly steady as he paced toward his sister who sat near the fireplace. “I haven’t seen you for days, dear sister.” He stated.

Chuckling, Aemma set her work aside, handing it to her maid who put it away before leaving the room for the two. Only when the cursed princess sensed the privacy that she begin to respond to her brother’s question. “I think, we are both aware of who’s the absence one.” She said softly, perfectly dodging his first question.

“If you must know, I have a matter to attend to.” The prince announced, but they knew he couldn’t fool Aemma. She might be blind, but she wasn’t stupid. “But in all seriousness, sister, you haven’t been out of your chamber recently.” Concern laced in his voice as the boy sat down on the ground, his head resting on Aemma’s lap as the princess let out a sigh, her hand automatically playing with his silver lock.

Aemma contemplated telling her brother the truth as she averted her focus on the texture of his long curls. Aegon’s hair was different from Aemond's and her uncle Daemond's and even more compared to her two sisters. His had a curlier end and seemed wilder, untameable like its owner. Aemma loved its texture, however, and could play with Aegon’s hair for hours as it felt funny on her fingertips. Additionally, the second princess had taken notice of how at ease Aegon’s body seemed to be whenever she caressed his hair. The princess took it as a sign that her brother perhaps enjoyed this as much as she.

“I want to be alone for a while, Aegon. It’s nothing.”

“Even away from me?” The prince questioned in disbelief. Ever since they were little, Aemma had been unseparated from Aegon as the prince was practically her tail. Honestly, she was grateful for him, but with the recent event and the court’s reaction, Aemma needed time for herself. “You wish not to see me?”

“Of course not, an impertinent accusation you’re making, Aegon.” Scolded Aemma lightly as her lips pressed into a thin line. “I just need time to digest my new… appearance, that’s all.”

“Did someone say something?” Aegon looked up from Aemma’s lap, pausing the princess’s movement.

“People talk, naturally. That’s how life at Red Keep is, they talk, and you ignore them” She muttered.

“I’ll take their tongue out.” The prince snarled. His eyes went red as the thought of a low life dared to insult his sweet sister. And for what? She was perfect!

The princess huffed, annoyed by his cruel remark. “Then you would have quite a busy day ahead of you, brother.” For a moment, she let her bitterness slip past her usual calmness. “That would include your grandsire as well, I’m afraid.”

Aegon’s eyes widened before he frowned. His sharp jaws clenched tightly. Otto was a touchy subject for him and the prince could understand his sister’s intolerance for that man. But he wished not to include the man in his conversation with Aemma, the only thing Otto hadn’t had any control over.

Therefore, the conversation was left unspoken as Aegon silently reached for his sister’s hand. The prince squeezed her hand, sending a silent assurance toward his sister.

The princess was glad he left the topic where it was as she was growing rather uncomfortable. Pressing her lips into a thin line, she squeezed his hand back, sending the same message back to her brother.

The two sat in complete silence for what felt like hours, enjoying the rare moment of calmness as there was only the sound of the fireplace and soft wind from the window. However, Aemma’s instinct pulled her away from the peace as she cleared her throat. The princess squeezed her brother’s hand again, catching his attention. Once the cursed princess was certain his focus was now back on her, she said “I’m not a fool, Aegon. I know where you ‘attend your matter’ and that your drinking has got significantly worse.”

Aegon frowned, how on the seven hells did his sister know what a pleasure house was? “I might not understand your desire to visit such a place, it concerned me if I must admit.” She admitted wholeheartedly. Aemma didn’t know what activities occurred in that place, but she had a feeling that it wasn’t any good. Yet, Aegon seemed to frequent the place a lot.

“I won’t visit that place anymore if that’s what you wish, mandia.” sister. Said Aegon sincerely. Whores, lust and wines could never compare to his sister who provided him with the ultimate pleasure without knowing every day. He would quit everything in an instant if that was what it took to please Aemma. It would be worth it as nothing but Aemma mattered to the prince.

That doesn’t mean that it wouldn’t be a challenge for Aegon to stop his playboy life.

“Just promise me you’ll be safe.”

“I will.” Said Aegon and that was probably the only promise the prince kept for the rest of his life.

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Aemond listened attentively as Aemma told him about her latest trip to the garden with Heleana and all the bugs Heleana had described. The young prince bathed in the peaceful comfort she somehow managed to provide him despite all the events in their life. He stared at her face, trying to shake away the dizziness he would feel from time to time due to his lost eye. The prince had still adjusted to the lack of vision in his right eye.

His gaze fell under the nasty scar that occurred on Aemma’s right eye, the swell wasn’t as intense as the first few days but it was a frightened look on a lady’s face. The corner of his lips turned downward the longer his eye rested on the scar. He wondered how Aemma managed to appear so lively as he still struggled to accept his appearance and he was the one who commited the act. Meanwhile, Aemma had lost her eye against her will and still had the same positive attitude. Aemond had lost count of the number of mirrors he destroyed every time he caught a glimpse of himself.

She was truly an angel, the boy admired.

Aemma stopped her tale upon the silence of her company dawned on her. Smiling, she asked gently. “A penny for your thought, lēkia” brother

Aemond bit his bottom lip lightly as his heart raced quickly. He wasn’t the type to share his feeling even as a child for every time he did, he was made fun of by his brother and nephews. But Aemma would never do that to him, the prince reassured himself, she wasn’t like them. She would never and could never do anything wrong.

Since the moment Aemma pushed him, the cursed princess had become a goddess in his heart and evidently, his goddess could never hurt him. Thus, he swallowed hard and gathered his courage. “Don’t you feel frustrated?” Asked the prince and surprised the princess.

Aemma flipped her head to Aemond’s side, and her silver hair swayed under the sunlight. “For what, darling?”

“You lost an eye unwillingly and now you are surrounded by these horrendous rumours.”

“Ah, that.” Aemma cleared her throat as she shifted her posture lightly. “Father had solved it already though.” The king had, indeed, taken matters into his hand, threatening those who dare speak ill of his beloved daughter will face the sharp blade of the Dark sister. The rumours had since died down. “And I think a normal person would unlikely want to lose their eye under a normal circumstance.” She laughed softly.

“But admittedly, yes, I am frustrated. But before you blame yourself, I am not frustrated by my lost eye, I could hardly feel the loss and the struggle of it.” Aemma’s hand reached out habitually and a hand was placed in hers. With a smile, she squeezed it gently. “I am furious that I am too weak to defend myself and at the court. Never you, Aemond for you do not fault this matter.”

“I claimed Vhagar, thus causing this.” Said the boy.

“You did, but that’s a bit complicated, isn’t it? I used to be like you before, you know until uncle Daemon flew me to Dragonstone and I met Vermithor.” The princess smiled at the fonded memory she had with the Rogue prince. “I couldn’t blame you as I understand the oppression this family had for those who have yet to claim a dragon. Not all of us were blessed with a dragon since birth.” She squeezed his hand one more. “So no, I am not mad at you.”

“Are you worried, Aemond?” Aemma tilted her head slightly.

Aemond nodded, then answered her question. “I look hideous.” The boy went to put his palm over his mouth once the realisation of his words dawned on him. Yet, Aemma only shook it off, taking no offence to his words. She couldn’t see but she was certain if she could, she would have the same feeling. Besides, he was young and feeling insecure was a natural thing at that age, thought the princess as she could recall all the shame and insecurity she faced every day.

“Well, take this with a pinch of salt. But appearance doesn’t matter. It never will be, brother. Your action will be the thing that determines your success and how others treat you.” Aemma would know that well. At a fairly young age, she had learned to read people through their actions only as appearance wasn't something she could judge. And the cursed princess supposed it was a great lesson as you should never judge a book by its cover.

Like her family and its glory… who knew it was so rotten underneath?

Hearing the silence from Aemond, Aemma sighed as she continued. “Trust me, I of all people would know this best. And besides, you could always make the ladies swoon with your swordsmanship. I have heard promise thing from Ser Criston.”

A blush appeared on Aemond’s cheeks as the boy shyly traced a line on Aemma’s fingers. “You think so?”

“Yes, I believe so, keep on practising. Maybe one day, you will be the next Rogue prince.” Jested the princess as a sweet laugh escaped her pouty lips. But Aemma knew that would be unlikely for her shy Aemond could never be ruthless like her uncle. Little did she know, Aemond took the jest very seriously.

But the conversation was cut short as Aegon, like the drama prince he was, made his presence known. Upon seeing his brother, Aemond immediately pull his hand away from Aemma, knowing how displeased Aegon could get when someone touched their sister. And he used to be interrupted whenever he stay alone with Aemma, but the one-eye prince barely reacted.

“You’re causing a scene again, aren’t you?” Aemma giggled softly, knowing who the intruder was the moment she heard the loud noise of pacing and clearing his throat.

Aegon laughed and Aemond found his brother oddly smiley today. The boy changed his posture, getting his guard on.

“I’m just happy to see my brother and sister bonding so well.” Said the eldest prince as he emphasised the word bonding while giving his brother a sneer.

“You should join us then, I was talking about a new bug Heleana had shown me this morning. It was such a tiny creature, Aegon.” The princess didn’t see the exchange between the two brothers as she gushed over the creature Heleana had given to her. Sadly, Aemma couldn’t recall its name and had mentally noted to ask her sister for it later on. She wished Heleana could join her as well now that her two brothers were here. She was sure her sister would be thrilled to have more than the cursed princess’s boring company.

“I would love to join you, sister. But I have something I wish you to have.” Aegon said as he practically shoved himself in between Aemond and Aemma, causing the one-eye prince to fall from the bench. But the eldest prince didn’t even flinch, finding his brother rather pathetic. Claiming the biggest dragon couldn’t even help you stronger, apparently….

Hearing the loud thud stirred Aemma as she flinched, gripping the hand of the person next to her, Aegon who smiled from ear to ear. “Aegon? Where is Aemond?” Confusion dawned on the cursed princess’s face.

“Oh, he just fell over.”

Aemma frowned and scooped over to the middle of the bench as she pat the empty spot on her left. “Come, Aemond, sit here.” She had a feeling that Aemond didn’t just fall as the boy wasn’t clumsy by nature.

“Aemma.” Whined Aegon once he realised his sister’s focus was lying solely on Aemond who was cooed by the said princess as she checked for any injury on his body.

“I’m sorry, what is it, love?” The princess turned her head to Aegon’s side, using the endearing term she knew he always loved. For some reason, Aegon had always been fonded of endearing terms that were often associated with lovers. Aemma never questioned it, however, as she found no problem in using the term.

A content smile blossomed on Aegon’s face as he gave his brother a smirk over Aemma’s shoulder. Quickly, he took a round object from the bag he had on him previously and proudly presented it to Aemma. The prince gently placed the object on his sister’s hand and watched with pride as she tried to figure out its identity.

Aemma was stunned by how cold the object felt and its roundness as well. She thought it was a toy at first due to its shape but the texture didn’t feel right on her hand. As her fingers traced the shape of the object, it was oddly smooth. Curious and impatient, Aemma finally pestered Aegon to tell her what it was and the prince was enjoying the attention he got a bit too much.

“It’s a ruby.” Said Aegon. “My mother gave it to me when I was younger and… with the recent event, I thought perhaps you would need some replacement for your eye.” Explained the prince. “And ruby seems worthy enough to be that replacement.” As you’re as precious as it is, those were words he left unsaid.

“Oh, you don’t have to…” Aemma was speechless. In reality, she had never thought about using gemstone to replace her eye for she never really need one. But the idea didn’t seem bad, she contemplated. Aemma disliked eyepatch as she struggled to put it on herself and sevens hells knew she had tried a lot. So perhaps a shiny little stone would help distract people from her scar. She had to applaud Aegon for the genius idea and for the precious gift. Now her handkerchief was paled in compairision…

“It was no trouble at all.” The eldest prince waved off, your happiness is what matter. “So, would you consider the idea at least? I choose red so you can match our house’ colour.”

Orginally, Aegon wished to pick an Emerald stone for her. But the idea disturbed him for he didn’t not want his sister to be involved with the Hightower and end up miserable like he was. So the prince decided to avoid the colour he wore daily the most and choose red instead. Beside, it was fitting for her, a Targaryen and the rider of one of the largest dragons - Vermithor. Red suited her best, he always found so.

Smiling, Aemma pulled Aegon into a bear hug as no words could show the appreciation of her for the efforts he pulled into this. Aegon wasn’t the most affection person and certainly wasn’t someone with a heart of gold. So she was thankful he would do this for her even though the idea of replacing her lost eye with a gemstone was a touch extravagant.

Aegon buried his nose on the hook of Aemma’s shoulder, enjoying the embrace. Closing his eyes, the prince hoped this moment would never past by. Truthfully, he loved the feeling of getting praised or be appreciated by the cursed princess. It fueled his pride knowing only him capable enough to fulfil her happiness. And he was proud of himself as well, he had solved her problem, didn’t he? Now she need not to care about those stupid sheeps’s opinion and could focus her energy on him instead.

Sitting beside Aemma, the one-eye prince clenched his fist tightly as he gazed sharply at his brother who was in the arm of Aemma at the moment. All he saw was green and as he swallowed, all he tasted was bitterness. It was always about him, that thunder stealer. Aemond was glad they shared something in common, her and him. But Aegon had to ruin everything. Sure, he would never stand at the same level as Aemma for she was a goddess and he was simply an unworthy follower. Yet, Aemma’s confession showed his hope that perhaps, he could touch her. Now,... as he watched the maester put the ruby in Aemma’s eyesocket, she was so close yet so far… like how he always saw her… untouchable.

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northernolddragon · 6 months

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Why are there so few Witcher posts lately? Or have you completely moved to Bg3? I love your works, don't think so~

Hello. Thank you for your kind words, anonymous. And for the questions, respectively.

Rather, I'm just a nomad for 'Baldur's gate 3' and 'The Witcher 3'. A scientist who hasn't yet learned everything in BG3, but in TW3 everything is more familiar, but at the same time I love it no less, as a place where you relax and unwind. I have not finished anywhere and will not finish anywhere (the paths of my laptop are inscrutable, and that is his will). BG3 was overwhelming, and for good reason, otherwise I wouldn't have gotten into this game. I can't get a helping hand, until I thoroughly enjoy the play area. The characters become loved, the situations are funny and attractive, and the gameplay becomes familiar and understandable. I rarely get carried away to my head. I even got my wife into it, although she categorically refused this game initially. xd Now we have our favorite pairings. The bloodyweave left no chance (+ Raphael/Haarlep).

My muse is damn capricious, harmful and extremely grumpy - she has her own plans and her own aspirations. I don't control, where I shoot content. Sometimes, I can play TW3 without any desire to take photos. This also applies to BG3. Sometimes, it is useful to go on vacation so as not to burn out in the desire to do something worthy, but this worthy thing categorically refuses to happen. But I don’t tend to burden myself with wasting energy, and besides, I'm always optimistic about my little hobby - I do it the way I do it and the way I see how I want to do it. I just like to engage in this type of activity, without jumping over my head, without trying to prove something to anyone. Do what you like and be happy.

Answering your question in such a long form, I will say that the love for the atmosphere, characters and world of 'The Witcher' will never fade in my soul. But I also fell in love with 'Baldur's Gate'. With its unique characters and incredible storyline, that opens up differently every time in its diversity. This needs to be played. You need to feel it. This must be completed to the end.

I've done enough content on 'The Witcher' and can reduce my activity for a while. In addition, lately I have been exhibiting the work of other authors more than creating my own content. xd Therefore, my blog is a kind of diary on the gaming zone, on several pairings that I love. And a photo-album, where something periodically appears. Yes, perhaps, such a diary of a gamer and a virtual photographer. And I understand, that most are accustomed to content from the expensive 'The Witcher', but I already explained somewhere in the question that my personal blog will look the way it's convenient for me, as it's what I want. With all due respect, I will not please the audience, if my inspiration refuses to do something familiar and stable. Although I am grateful for the attention of those, who follow me and my humble work. I appreciate it.

I hope, I answered your question. But if not, well, I'm glad, what shared my thoughts.

#ask

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mymiraclebox · 11 months

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which one of your Kwamis took the most time to create?

This is actually a hard question to answer, because so many of my kwamis went through so many different stages. Take my boy Graay for example-- he was my first OC kwami, and originally he was a kwami of Balance in a trio with Tikki and Plagg, he was the "price" of the wish, essentially. He was always Graay the Wolf who loved grapes and hated humans, but he's gone through so many changes since my original idea of him.

Originally he was going to be in a North American, his Miraculous not part of any Box, going to be found by a young girl who eventually changes his perception of humans. Also the holder that betrayed him was actually going to be a good person who sacrificed his very soul to save Graay, but Graay didn't realize it until years later. But the Graay I have today is very different than my original Graay, who while I've always had a Wolf kwami from the beginning, so you can say he took the most time to create with how much of his story changed even if his basic name and design was always the same.

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Another kwami who went through a lot of change was Yuume. Yuume was always going to be an evil Sheep of Dreams, but my first version of him was of an ancient kwami who never got a Miraculous which made him bitter, and used Dreams to communicate with humans to act out his evil schemes. Now Yuume is a young kwami who does have a Miraculous-- and he hates that fact.

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Then you have someone like Zipp, who've redesigned three times now (third version hasn't been posted yet) and I'm still I'm not sure I'm happy with it-- so he may be going through many more changes.

Or you have Koree, who was originally a Raccoon of Darkness named Corri (who was named a variation of Dusk before that) who I kept abandoning, then bringing back, then changing, then changing again, etc.

Then there's others whose concepts I've had for a while-- since I've started watching Miraculous I wanted a Snake kwami named Habu; but my friends told me not to bother because there was going to be a Snake kwami later on (this was when I was still catching up with the show). But what do you know the idea stuck around anyways and now I have Habuu my Rattlesnake and I love her.

Finally there's kwamis that just took forever to come up with and get right. When I decided on the idea of Alpha Kwamis and wanted to to make Graay part of a duo, I knew I wanted a Chaos kwami to be his other half. But it took me forever to figure out what animal I wanted for this Chaos kwami. At one point they were going to be a Dinosaur (a raptor of some kind if I remember right) named Voidd, but then I dumped that idea very quickly. I went through a lot of different animal ideas, asking others for their opinion on a Chaos animal, etc. I was stumped on creating a Chaos kwami for a long time, until it hit me that the perfect animal was right there the whole time: the platypus. A semi-aquatic, egg laying mammal (of action) with venomous spurs, looks like a combination of several animals, lacks a stomach, basically "sweats" milk, glows under UV light, can sense electricity... and I could go on. xD But perfect Chaos animal.

From there everything about Prrysm fell into place. I wanted her to have a hard time maintaining a physical form, to glitch in and out of reality, to be a rainbow of colors (which is where she got her name), and yeah.

This turned out to be a bit of an essay. xD But these are the ways I've had kwamis take the "longest", all in different ways.

#anon ask #kwamis #kwami oc #oc kwami #graay #yuume #zipp #koree #prrysm

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alexanderwesker · 11 months

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hey! it's been a while since i asked anything on here, but i just had a few curiosities and hypotheticals that i was wondering about, so i figured i'd actually ask them on here for once ^^

1. (// slight atol spoilers) would thaw!george be like atol!george in that he's also actually the cc? and if so, why hasn't XD gotten bored of him yet in this timeline? is george even going to be in thaw? i feel like he will be eventually, solely bc he was also included under thaw in that one age post of yours, but idk maybe i'm wrong.

2. how did soot magically dip? right now i can only think of ender pearls and transport portals as the ways people can teleport to places in your world, but it hasn't been confirmed what he actually did in thaw. are there any other ways? did he use a transport portal, some kind of stasis chamber(seems unlikely, but i'm covering all my bases yk), or something else? also, i don't think i asked this before, but what is a transport portal? how would you go about obtaining one? and how does it actually work? does it need runes, bc i think i recall tbom!wilbur mentioning rune work when he got one from techno? if so and if that is what they used, did philza help with those ones too?

3. what did philza see in tommy in the latest theseus' home chapter? because it definitely isn't like what q sees. we saw tbom!philza look into wilbur's soul that one time, and it was very different from what q sees. like, ig it still showed the danger that the dark blue would show q if he knew about the significance of the magic color, just in a different, more explicit and detailed way for philza. but what was it like for thiloas(is that the right abbreviation?)!tommy? how is thaw!theseus' soul different from tbom!wilbur's? from thaw!tommy's? how does philza even peer into people's souls to begin with, like, does he have to stare into their eyes, or just stare at them in general (i'm sticking w staring so much bc of how big of a deal it seemed to be in theseus' home, maybe that's misguided of me though idk)? also why did he only get to see tbom!wilbur's soul for the first time in that moment when he looked into his eyes, what was stopping him before?

4. i also have some follow-up questions on illusions... like, what does it feel like to be under an illusion? is it uncomfortable at all? weird? and also what are they like when the illusion is of a different species? obviously, thaw!soot was just pretending to be himself but younger so we didn't see this with him, but if some hypothetical human were to put on an illusion of, say, fundy, would they get his heightened hybrid senses and the ability to shift as well, maybe by using up extra magic? or do they still only have human abilities and just look like they don't to the outside world? just how similar are illusions to the sky gods changing the ccs to be more physically and physiologically similar to their characters (besides the latter not requiring any runes or magic)? and this may be a stupid question, but are there any limits to animal/mob illusions? like, would i be able to be under the illusion of just a normal fucking bird if i wanted to? but then, if there are limits, then where's the line? would people be able to pretend to be sam or slime, or would they be immune to that because they're technically mobs too?

i have so many more, but i think these are the least spoilery to ask on here, so i'm saving the rest for later/elsewehere. feel free not to answer things though if you don't want to give something away, idm :]

thank you for writing, i hope that you're doing well ^_^

(i tried sending this a couple days ago, but tumblr said it failed :/ so hopefully it works this time..!)

It has been ^^ it's okay though ^^

To answer your questions:

1. This is a thing of the way I write my version of George's character, he's always both c! and CC! because of the fact that XD found it interesting to see what would happen if they did so. (Though in contrary of AToL, George isn't aware that what's happening is not only incredibly vivid dreams)As for why the Guardian hasn't gotten bored yet, that's because Chaos keeps happening, in AToL thing resolved in a manner that turned the dsmp story in a much less Chaotic story for XD's tastes, while in thaw the story just followed canon(of course with my adjustments to make the events realistic). George will appear once Quackity's ex-fiances show up.

2. Soot used a Transport Portal to leave LN. As for other instant transport methods there really aren't many in my universe, because the ones that exist are very complicated on the magic aspect and also if one gets their rune work wrong can be dangerous.

A Transport Portal is a crystal that has been bound to a location using rune work and using some slightly modified runes similar to those that allow opening portals to the nether dimension, it transport people instantaneously to the location the crystal was bound to once it's shattered.

Usually their are made by those that will use them if they are good with rune working but one can buy an unprimed crystal from an Alchemist (though here come in play the possibile danger of the alchemist wasn't too good with the runes).

Wilbur made his own with some help to Philza to pour enough magic into it(since he couldn't deplete is own for Illusion purposes)

3. For the first three questions you'll have to wait and see, sorry ^^". As for how Philza peers into people souls, it's an ability of his coming from his Angelhood, Angels always see people less like they appear physically and more in the way their soul looks. But because Philza is a Fallen Angel, he has lost the ability to see them all the time, instead he has to look into someone's eyes to be able to.

In TBOM, the reason why he hadn't done so before was because he was in denial over the fact that seeing souls was not as natural for him anymore.

4. Illusions are pretty interesting and as for what you can cloak yourself as there is virtually no limit, though as it is an illusion everything you can do in your 'new' for his limited to what you could already do normally. So for example: if you cloaked yourself in the Illusion of a bird, you'd look like a bird to everyone around you, yes, but you can't chirp if you don't already know how, nor you could fly or stand on a thin branch as your body weight is unchanged and people are much heavier than birds.

As for the question about if someone pretended to be Fundy, that is an interesting one, because virtually if they are good enough with runes(and not scared of the pain) they could make one complex enough to make it seem like they are shapeshifting... But that would require an unnatural amount of magic to keep up so it's practically impossible.

As for how it feels, being cloaked under an Illusion, feels kind of as if you had a film over your skin, it isn't uncomfortable per se but it isn't the most comfortable experience.

Hope the answers are satisfactory and sorry for taking so long to answer ^^"

Thank you for your questions, and I've been doing okay enough, just got sick .-. but otherwise all alright.

I hope you are doing well too and have a good day/evening/night^^

#ask answered #ifievertoldyou #the house always wins #worldbuilding #my worldbuilding #[Alexis Answers]

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sigridhawke · 10 months

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Incorrect Quotes Tag Game

Tagged by @ink-flavored wooo!!!

Rules: use this generator to make some incorrect quotes with your characters

This was so damn silly and fun XD Got my beloved friend to pick out some specific interactions from the Crimson crew to share hehe. There’s a few favourites so extras are under the cut.

Natasha and Nikolai (Princess and Wyvern)

Natasha, skipping rocks on a lake with Nikolai: It’s such a beautiful evening. Nikolai: Yeah, it is. Nikolai: *whispering* Take that you fucking lake.

Natasha: Nikolai, when’s your birthday?

Nikolai: Why? So you can figure out my weaknesses? So you can destroy me?

Natasha: …So I know when to wish you a happy birthday.

Natasha, watching Nikolai: Ah yes. The mysterious and beautiful Nikolai, so demure…

Natasha: …I wonder what sort of melodic sounds this wonderful being makes? Nikolai: *screaming*

Natasha: Two wrongs don’t make a right. Nikolai: *sighs* That’s true… Nikolai: But to negatives make a positive!!!

Natasha: Everything will be ok. You can not stop it. Natasha: Everything will be fine. You have no choice. Nikolai: What the fuck kind of pep talk is that? Natasha: Ominous positivity.

Natasha and Moonwhisper (Princess and Antagonist)

Moonwhisper: Do you see yourself as a glass half-full or glass half-empty kind of person? Natasha: Half-full, definitely. Natasha: Half-full and constantly rising. Natasha: Soon the water will escape its container and consume us all.

Natasha: Moonwhisper? What are you doing here? Moonwhisper, wearing a hawaiian shirt, sunglasses and holding a gatorade: My best.

Moonwhisper: Think you can answer some questions without the usual level of sarcasm? Natasha: If you can ask the questions without the usual level of stupid.

Moonwhisper, T-posing in the doorway: Greetings, Natasha. Natasha, not looking up from their coffee: Good morning, problem child.

Neo and Estella (Schrödinger’s pairing of foxes)

Neo: I regret nothing!!! Estella: I regret everything!!!

Estella: Is five a lot of followers? Neo: Depends on the context. Neo: On Instagram? No, not a lot of followers. Neo: In a dark alley? Yes, a lot of followers.

Neo: Are you trying to seduce me? Estella: Why, are you seducible?

Neo: Hey, random question, what are your favorite flowers? Estella: Peonies, why? Neo: Estella: Were you going to get me flowers? Neo: Estella: Neo: ᶦᵗ’ˢ ᵃ ᵖᵒˢˢᶦᵇᶦˡᶦᵗʸ

Neo: How do I tell Estella that I want them to yell at me like they're Gordon Ramsay and I'm a poor little chef who just ruined a crème brûlée?

Shaurya and Feathers (father and son)

Feathers: PEASANT. I REQUIRE SUSTENANCE. Shaurya: You know there are other ways to say you want McDonalds. Feathers: FOUL PLEBEIAN. YOU DARE SPEAK AGAINST ME— Shaurya: *sigh* What do you want? Feathers: Chicken nuggets please.

Feathers: Don’t worry, I have a permit. Shaurya: ...This just says “I can do what I want”.

Shaurya: How would you like your coffee? Feathers: As dark and as bitter as my soul. Shaurya, shouting to someone behind the counter: I need one vanilla latte with extra cream and sugar!

Feathers: *on the phone with Shaurya* I can’t talk right now, I’m doing hot girl shit. Shaurya: You’re pulling Oreos apart and saving off the frosting to make a mega Oreo, aren’t you. Feathers: Maybe.

Thane and Odin (Human and Dragon caught in a timeloop)

Odin: Since we're in a relationship now, your clothes are my clothes too. Don't ask me why I have your shirt on, this is our shirt. Thane: Fine, but when I come strutting in with your fuzzy socks I don't want to hear shit.

Odin: Am I right, Thane? Thane: I’m almost certain you’re not, but to be fair, I wasn’t listening.

Thane: Odin is not allowed to decide which one of us is the chosen one.

Thane: Hey Odin, do you have any hobbies? Odin: Swimming.. Thane: Really? That’s cool. I never expected you to- Odin: In a pool of self hatred and regret.

Thane: Hey Odin, can you give me the opposite of these words? Thane: Always, Coming, From, Take, Me, Down. Odin: Never, Going, To, Give, You- Odin: The fucking satisfaction.

The War Council the abridged series:

Kann : Make no mistake. Not only am I party rocking, but I am also in the house tonight. Morgan : But are you shuffling? Kann : Everyday. Shaurya: What language are you two speaking??

Milo Jasper : I hate you. Isabella : Well, according to this picture I drew of us holding hands, that is untrue.

Milo Jasper : I’ve never been in a snowball fight before. I don’t know the rules. Kann : What? Milo Jasper : Is there a point system, or is it to the death?

Morgan : Who knew getting in trouble would be so impossible? Thane : I gotta give you credit, Isabella . You make it look easy. Isabella : Years of practice.

Gwendolyn: I do two things and two things only. I devastate sorry motherfuckers, and get shit done as an awesome leader.

Gwendolyn: When I get murdered, can you make sure I become an unsolved case? Morgan : wHat? Gwendolyn: I want to be on Buzzfeed Unsolved. Morgan : Can we go back to the part when you said "when I get murdered"?

Tagging:

#tags asks and replies #Original story Crimson

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arcanescionmoved · 10 months

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⌜ ♥ Anon Love ⌟ ―― Personal OOC answers ► 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘾𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙊𝙐𝙏 = ❝ [ NEW MUN ]: for the mun to talk about a recent new mutual they’ve begun to follow, why they followed them, what drew them to their blog, etc. (times 3 cause got 3 anons for this smae question) ❞

okay, let's see, everyone else I have been following for pretty much the exact same time now XD sooo, who should I pick.

Okay, I'm going to do three people, because I want to give them shoutouts because I found all them from one person.

First one first, is @legendscried. I was honestly kind of worried to react out. You know, new muse, new fandom, not sure how to really 'get into it' without seeming like the new kid. But Corvin was an absolute sweetheart. If not for him, I might not even have wound up finding all these people I write with now! But I followed them really for all their arcane muses, I just want to immerse Caitlyn with everyone. But the one ship that really came about was Caitlyn and Jayce. These two are like kindred souls, they are siblings by choice and just jdkfl;asjkfld;sa So I literally just, cannot say enough about these two and the fact that Corvin gave me a chance <3 And because of Corvin it leads to the two people below.

One is @misstantabismuses . I originally followed Miss T after I created Caitlyn about a month or so ago. I was brand new to the fandom, only had maybe… 2 people who wrote in Arcane (My friend convinced me to write and I just got sucked in) and so I went on a bit of a search to find people who also wrote in it after following Corvin. I followed Miss T originally for the in depth concepts and designs of her Zaun. No lie, this literally had me scampering up a wall, screaming, with so much joy and hoping not to sound like a crazy fangirl because I'm all about in depth development not just about a character but also because the surroundings/lifestyle/homeland also influences a character.

So the fact that Miss T goes absolute in depth into these thoughts and ideas and I can literally do the same with her! Omg, I can't tell you HOW excited I was to get to do this with someone. And It really reflects how much they love their muses.

And then that leads me to @independentzaun . Melis is an absolute sweetheart, and I originally wasn't sure if I should follow her blog, not because of anything but I was like 'do they want to write with me?? I'm not to spastic am I?!' But then I hit the follow button and got a follow back and I was just, another fangirl moment going 'she wants to write with me hearteyes. Again, I'm about following arcane blogs so I can write caitlyn with any muses. She and I have developed so many AUs, including one where Jinx and Caitlyn are half sisters, to Caitlyn and Sevika actually being partners and working together!!! And that's just the tip of the iceberg! Its been such a joy to write with her, and I literally can't wait to explore more things with her!

#independentzaun #misstantabismuses #legendscried #[wolf speaks] — ooc post.#[wolf speaks] — anon love.#[wolf speaks] — positivity.

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eirenical · 2 years

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OH THIS IS ALWAYS FUN. @lizardrosen tagged me to post the last line of my WiP. (I have... so many WiPs. XD) But SURE I’M GAME. And to combine this with another of my favorite memes -- if you’d like to know any more about any of these WiPs, feel free to send me an ask! ^_^

Lighthouse Keeper Shen Wei fic (Guardian, being cowritten with @elenothar)

"No, Zhao Yunlan… it is still I who owes you."

Amnesia fic (Guardian)

Shen Wei might not be his son, but Zhou Yiwen would protect him as though he were. No matter what consequences it might bring.

Smut outtake from a HeiPing fic by @laireshi (DMBJ):

Yaba made a questioning sound as he brushed against Xiazi again, but Xiazi caught his hand, bringing it up to his lips for a brief kiss. "While I appreciate the offer… I have something else in mind, if you're up for another round."

Piaopiao fic (DMBJ):

*TL;DR—I reconnected with a grade school classmate after being many years divorced with a young, gravely ill daughter, and I would like to see him again. Is this selfish of me? Should I just leave well enough alone?*

Time Swap AU (TLT2, Yucun Biji):

If Pangzi found out about this happening to him a second time, he'd never live it down.

Soul of the City (GYADL AU):

*~Here. He's here. He's here… He’s _awake._~*

Awards Show Aftermath (GYADL):

A warm puff of air in his ear, carrying words heavy with promise: "You've been so good tonight, Fusheng. The finest escort a woman could ask for. Can you be good for me for a little bit longer?"

Fusheng Lives BUT AT WHAT COST (GYADL drama/novel fusion):

As Cheng Musheng finally moved away from the table, Jingyun followed him towards the kitchen. Clearly there was a story here, and Musheng owed her one.

Mei Gao Mei fic (GYADL):

Really, he just wanted to brush his teeth in peace!

Retribution (GYADL, next in the Whumptober series):

Fusheng had barely taken one step out of the alley before Qian Kuohai’s voice rolled out from it one last time. “And for later?”

Fusheng smiled a grim smile. “For later… I’ll be in touch.” And then he was off into the night.

Muet, Chapter 14 (Les Mis):

“Come on, Enjolras! It’s time to go. If you’re still intent on coming with me, it’s now or never.”

Legacies Found (The Untamed):

"…Wei Ying."

As for Wei-qienbai, he had eyes for no one but Hanguang-jun, and he answered in kind.

"…Lan Zhan."

Jingyi was going to *die*.

And omg, there are others, but THAT’S ENOUGH TO BE GETTING ON WITH, YEAH? XD

Tagging: Anyone who was already tagged above, @enechelon, @dreamer-wisher-liar, @kholran, @mejomonster, @yaaurens, @galauvant (...I can’t seem to @ you? O_o;;;), @foxofninetales, @highpriestessofjogan, @afk-reading, @bobcatmoran, @fixaidea, @kingesstropolis, @dirtyinfluences, @jadedbirch, @porthos4ever, @humanlighthouse and omg, I’m running out of brain and I know I’m forgetting people. If you want to do this, please consider yourself tagged! (Just create your own post when you do it. ^_^)

#eirenical writes things #last lines meme #wip title meme

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Hi! I've been reading your wonderful Absconding With Harry series, and I've got a question: If I've understood the timeline correctly (what even is time, IDK), Harry will be out of Hogwarts by the time Warlock and Adam are born, and a young adult by the time the Armageddon't rolls around. How does all of GO look from his perspective? The mental image of Harry having increasingly strange phone calls/family dinners with his disaster parents during GO timeline is v. chaotic and funny to me.

Heh. Yeah, that's going to be something I will be addressing eventually in AwH... Eventually xD

Right now, however, here! Have a mini ficlet I just wrote (be proud, this is the first thing I've written and posted in a While).

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Harry gets a call sometime in the early morning that, by all rights, he probably shouldn't. In another reality, he wouldn't have received a call at this time at all, but that is a different reality and, thus, irrelevant. His barely-working brain takes a long second—actually, more like four seconds but he's tired so time is a lie—to process the number calling and the answer-machine picks up the call before Harry can coordinate his sleep-addled body to pick up the receiver.

He stands in front of the machine and lets it take the call. Listens as it does so.

Hey kid, just giving you- uh- a call, you know? Don't know if this'll even get through—bloody signal is rubbish—but we promised to give you a heads up if another Big Thing We Don't Talk About is in the works. Figured I'd let you know- but don't worry about being involved in it this time! Different kid, different situation. Me and the Angel are gonna do… something about it... Uh... How's the nest? Anythin' happening with that one of yours, too? The Angel also wants to know if you're coming to the shop this Christmas or one of those fancy parties your one likes so much. Let me know. Or him. Better him. You know he tracks that sort of thing way better than me, anyway… right… uh- talk later kid- Harry… I- we- uh- oh sod it, l-lov-eh you!

Harry stares down at the answer machine a little confused, a lot loved, and concerned somewhere in between. That… well, that was a lot to process at- does the clock say it's three-twenty-two in the morning?

Merlin, no wonder Harry's brain isn't running well.

He'll have to speak to his dads in the morning. After nine in the morning, thank you very much. A better time to call and want to share than the witching hour, for sure. Harry snorts. Typical Crowley, that, picking such an awkward time to call.

Harry smiles as he saves the message. He'll re-listen to it after he's woke up at the correct time in the morning, and go from there. The mention of a Big Thing We Don't Talk About does give Harry some mild stomach upset but- well- they handled one possibly-world-ending-war-catastrophe before, they can handle another. Probably.

"Different kid, he said," Harry murmurs as he climbs back into bed, snuggling down into the warmth blankets and a partner provide. "That's a bit not good."

He'll have to find out more about that for sure. Maybe ask Hermione if she'll tag along with him to visit the bookshop. Aziraphale adores her passion for books and Crowley has a soft spot for the young woman; they'll let their guard down and won't expect the Hermione Inquisition.*

She'll definitely be able to push her way through any of the hemming-and-hawwing his dads will no doubt do when Harry presses the issue of a different kid possibly being involved in a war of some kind.

As Harry drifts off back to his land of nod, he has the ingenious thought to drag his partner along with him. His dads never fail to be distracted when Harry does that and it'll make the whole interrogation a lot quicker.

There's a smile on Harry's face that he doesn't know he's making, the land of nod taking firm grasp of his mind, but it's a smile that the universe has seen many times adorn the faces of mischievous souls and interfering Angels and Demons alike.

Heaven and Hell don't know the circumstances, or the reason, but something shifts in that singular moment in the cosmos that is going to affect their Plans in ways they lack the imagination to even remotely consider.

A newborn child, recently mistakenly handed off to the wrong family, experiences something he will be unable to ever put into words but will Understand eleven years from now with absolute clarity when he sees three familiar faces on an airfield in Tadfield and makes a Decision.

Although this reality differs in many ways to others with the same people and the same plans, the one thing that seems to always exist in them is the most unassuming, underestimated thing: the capacity to love something not yet seen or known and the ability to do Anything to protect the focus of that love.

Condolences, from the cosmos incidentally, to those who dismiss such a thing: not really, though.

* Hermione Inquisition is, for the reader here who is unaware, a little joke based on The Spanish Inquisition from Monty Python. Crowley was very proud of that little joke when he heard it the first time. Thus, he instilled a love of it in Harry and has, repeatedly, been blindsided by not expecting the Spanish Inquisition. The Hermione Inquisition is one Crowley has fallen victim of many times, often his own fault, and Harry takes great pleasure in reminding his dad: "you're the one who taught Hermione to question things and not just believe books and authority figures" to which Crowley often replies: "rude" and sulks for half an hour as a snake in the nest.

#Good Omens #Absconding with Harry verse #Harry Potter #HP #AwHv #Kat replies #Kat writes #Nonnie talk #Anon #I missed writing lol

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