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whatudottu · 3 months

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So, Derrick J. Wyatt has gone on record saying that cerebrocrustaceans do not have a feud with the galvans over which species is smarter and Dr. Psychobos is the only one who cares. However, in Alien Force, we clearly see Ben as Brainstorm getting insecure and competitive around Azmuth to the point of coming off as passive-aggressive and bitter. Assuming this isn’t just yet another retcon, this implies one of three things:

Cerebrocrustaceans do have a distaste for galvans, but very few of them hate galvans enough to actively want to hurt and/or kill them.

Rather than hating galvans, cerebrocrustaceans hate not getting to be the smartest person in the room as they tend to view anyone more intelligent than them as a potential threat and thus their first instinct is to assert their dominance over them (much like how many species of Earth crabs are highly territorial), meaning that how Brainstorm acted around Azmuth is how the average cerebrocrustacean would act when in the presence of anyone who knows more about anything than them regardless of species.

As an alternate take on the idea that they’re highly territorial just like many species of Earth crabs, cerebrocrustaceans are naturally competitive but the vast majority of them view outright hostility as beneath them, it’s just that Ben’s own competitive streak as a human mixed with cerebrocrustaceans’ competitive instincts resulted in him acting like a dick and Dr. Psychobos is an insecure megalomaniac who can’t stand the thought of anyone being better than him at anything.

I really, REALLY like the idea to give cerebrocrustaceans a little bit of territorial behaviours, haha! Kinda reminds me of how many fields of science have their own in-groups and are potentially a bit stuck up to outsiders, which seems to fit the egocentric coded smart guy niche they fill in terms of power and personality. Especially so since it contrasts with the ‘literally has no in-group’ isolationist galvans that love and value working alone (especially so given Azmuth didn’t go crazy on Xenon) to the point where it is both an honour to be someone’s assistant but also comes with the risk of being neglected.

Which Myaxx, not being a galvan, is more noticeably pissed off at Azmuth for that over Albedo who’s only really pissed off at Azmuth because of Ben (a child) wields the Omnitrix.

Still though, since galvans seem to be heavily involved with the Plumbers their eh, isolationist behaviour when it comes to science is mostly ignored in favour of their outcome and the stereotype of them being cold is overlooked in favour of seeing cerebrocrustaceans as being hotheaded in comparison. Up to and including the assumption by the galactic audience that cerebrocrustaceans have a feud with the galvans even if galvans do not return those feelings.

I think somewhere in the tags of one of my posts I had the idea that a galvan with a cerebrocrustacean assistant works better than a cerebrocrustacean does with a galvan assistant because of the strengths and weaknesses of their work flow. If you mix in the solitary nature of a galvan with the territorial nature of a cerebrocrustacean, alongside the previously mentioned methodology that galvans invent things for long term while cerebrocrustaceans invent things fast and efficient, a galvan assistant would complain that their carefully considered first drafts were butchered, dissected, and stitched back together by their cerebrocrustacean boss, the leading cerebrocrustacean complaining in turn that their assistant is a maverick that either attempts to control the project themselves or keep findings to themselves making the workspace unable to communicate to the understanding of another. The majority of complaining a cerebrocrustacean assistant would make with their galvan boss would be the aforementioned neglect to anything other than their work, the fact that having only two active scientists imposes strict working conditions galvans are perhaps more used to, and the fact that despite all these complaints they are simply by default peeved that their leading galvan is smarter than them. Honestly the main reason the galvan doesn't have any complaints to list is that, like any assistant, they slightly forgot to note anything; if everything is working as optimally as it can, there is no need to complain.

Keep in mind this is a general rule lmao- given the territorial behaviour of cerebrocrustaceans, while they may be stand-offish towards the out-group, they work much more efficiently within their in-group; critique, even unwarranted, is an open invitation for communication in in-group workspaces… even if other species including galvans may tire of such ‘interference’. Likewise with the solitary galvan, with no in-group everyone else is part of the out-group, and criticise all you like but an out-group is not going to change if you list off all the things you dislike about them; why make a complaint at all if the out-group does what you need them to. This stuff just gets brushed over because it’s the galvans that work closely to the Plumbers not the cerebrocrustaceans, so Plumber propaganda and presence influences the galactic audience’s understanding on who’s the ‘smartest beings of the galaxy’ while the only notable cerebrocrustacean doctor, Dr Psychobos, goes about the universe saying ‘oh how he hates that hedgehog frog’

Oh, I think I got carried away!

#ask #anonymous #galvan #cerebrocrustacean #ben 10 #the only three (yes three) cerebrocrustacean characters outside of brainstorm is the mentioned dr psychobos #are the nameless actor of albedo’s musical tryouts and the nameless dna sample of proctor servantis #which is a significant amount less than the heavily prevalent number of galvan characters named and unnamed #which we all find through ben’s heavily plumber influenced life as a shapeshifting alien device wielder #not to mention the fact that dr psychobos is holding a megaphone telling the whole galaxy that he hates galvans and especially azmuth #which well if galvan’s have made a name for themselves across the universe hearing one guy from a species of also smart people say it #you might just assume it’s the perspective of every other cerebrocrustacean #i think they might be a whole lot more wiser than galvans if they stuck out of intergalactic business #real unfortunate for dr psychobos’ low wisdom making the already rumoured egotistical cerebrocrustaceans into galvan racists tho-

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goldenlightofhope · 1 year

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#Goddess of War and Wisdom [Athena (Sasha)]#The Traitor [Kurda Smahlt]#The Loyal Saint [Sagittarius Sisyphus]#Broniac Wielder [Arago Hunt]

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zipsunz · 1 year

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me and @sunkitty143 have been playing totk nonstop so we thought it would be fun to make a little sunkel au for botw... featuring a whole lot of mari and kel friendship and genderfluid sunny supremacy

the basic premise is that kel is the wielder of the master sword and mari's bodyguard. the two of them end up being very good friends and also how she meets hero, too. mari has trained her whole life for a power she cannot seem to harness and a voice she has never heard.

after the failure at the shrine of wisdom on her 17th birthday, mari dedicates all of her time to praying and helping with calamity prevention. this puts a bigger strain on her and takes time away from her younger brother, sunny, who is unknowingly the true incarnation.

when the calamity falls upon hyrule, mari orders kel to find and escort sunny to safety, who is fortunately away from the castle and oblivious to mari's inevitable fate. the last memory plays very similarly, with sunny awakening in order to save kel's life… and yeah!!! ⛹️‍♂️💥💥💥

#omori #botw sunkel au #omori kel #omori mari #omori sunny #omori sunkel #sunkel #my art #cat collab

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seabirdtxt · 1 year

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Glitch in Irminsul

The creator descends to Teyvat, but the information they know VS the information that Irminsul retains causes the tree of knowledge to glitch out and ‘branches’ the current known state of Teyvat, and the information that was erased blooms into existence once more [Blog tag] [next >]

Notes: SAGAU, Reader is the Creator but no cult shenanigans. there ARE shenanigans of a different kind though. No romantic relationships in this one despite aforementioned shenanigans

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“You’re just mad because I’m the Creator’s babygirl, and you’re not.”

You’ve never heard such an absurd sentence in your life, but the hands on his hips and smug expression on the Wanderer’s face is unmistakable. Across from him, just barely restrained by Lord Rukkhadevata hooking her arms under his shoulders, is an apoplectic Scaramouche.

Nobody is entirely sure what happened to Irminsul, yet, but the Tree of Wisdom continues to cheerfully cast its divine light on the scene below without a single care for the chaos it has caused.

“Now now, let’s all settle down for a moment,” Nahida grasps at Wanderer’s sleeves, trying to pull him back from the increasingly tense situation. You can’t help but think of two dogs pulling at the end of their leashes to bark at each other. “I’m sure there is a perfectly logical reason why this is happening.”

You think it might be because of you, considering this all happened when you made your inopportune arrival in Teyvat and accidentally cut your hand on the stem of a Leyline flower, your blood glittering strangely as it was sucked into the plant.

“There’s no way you’re the Creator’s favourite,” Scaramouche sneers, ignoring Nahida in his effort to escape from Rukkhadevata’s grasp. “You’re just a glorified errand-boy for your betters. I have the power of a Fatui Harbinger at my fingertips! Countless soldiers, ready to live and die by my whims!”

“Ha!” Wanderer brushes off Nahida’s attempts to restrain him. He moves her to the side, far more gently than you expected him to, and strides up to where Lord Rukkhadevata is holding Scaramouche. He pokes the Balladeer’s cheek and smirks when he nearly gets his fingertip bit off. “And what has that gotten you so far? You still haven’t gotten to be a true god. On the other hand, I’m on the Creator’s main exploration team, along with the Traveler and other equally powerful Vision wielders. At least I have proof that I’m favoured.”

The light from Irminsul glints off the polished metal of Wanderer’s anemo Vision, and Scaramouche’s frown deepens.

“That doesn’t mean anything. Anyone and their mothers can get a Vision these days.” He waves his hand dismissively as best as he can. “Need I remind you of the Vision Hunt Decree project that I—oh, sorry, I mean you—spearheaded? Those things come a mora a dozen.”

“I think you’re both wrong, clearly the Creator likes me the best!”

The two incarnations turn toward the new voice so quickly you’re nearly afraid their heads might snap off. Picture this: you, sitting sideways across Kabukimono's lap with your arms around his neck in a hug as he rocks the two of you back and forth. You wonder if Kabukimono is aware of the effect his words have on his other selves, but judging by his ‘cat that caught the canary’ expression he most definitely is.

The look Wanderer gives you is nearly scandalized, and you can only shrug at him with a helpless smile.

“Sorry guys… but look at him! Isn’t he just the sweetest thing?” you bring a hand up and pinch Kabukimono’s cheek, causing him to giggle and kick his legs in surprise, nearly dislodging you from your spot.

“He’s kinda pathetic, really.” Scaramouche deadpans, finally having stopped struggling in Rukkhadevata’s hold, and attempts to cross his arms.

“He’s you. You don’t have to like him, but at least be polite.” the Greater Lord scolds, making him yelp by shaking him like a sack of rocks. She then changes to a more matter-of-fact tone as she shakes her hair out of her face, and adds: “If you have nothing nice to say, don’t say anything at all.”

“I agree, let’s talk this over like grown-ups, and get to the bottom of this mystery so we can send you all back home to your correct timelines!” Nahida claps her hands together, interrupting any argument that might break out at Rukkhadevata’s statement. Her smile is starting to look a little strained at the edges and you can’t help but feel a little bad for the tiny god.

“This might be the only correct timeline,” the Traveler mutters, chin resting in their hand where they sit propped up against one of Irminsul’s invisible walls.

“That’s right!” Paimon nods and shakes her finger at Nahida. “We assumed only the Descenders’ memories would remain intact when someone erases themself from Irminsul, but clearly the Creator’s memories still exist too!”

Lord Rukkhadevata drops Scaramouche at last, letting him land on the ground with an annoyed oof, and turns to you consideringly. The taller god glances between you and Irminsul, worrying her bottom lip as she thinks.

“If that were wholly true, then wouldn’t I have reappeared in my last known state, diminished to the form of a child due to having depleted my power?” she wonders. “And for that matter, why have two versions of the Wanderer appeared, when the previous erased timeline only contained the Balladeer?”

The Traveler hums as they begin to think out loud, and your attention shifts to them when they address you. “When we found you, your Grace, you were recently injured by a Leyline blossom, correct?”

You nod in agreement, not bothering to speak as you settle more comfortably into Kabukimono’s arms, the long sleeves of his kimono wrapping over you like a blanket. Whatever mechanism is inside him causes his entire chest to vibrate against the side of your head, as if he’s purring.

“And you did mention that your blood was absorbed into the flower, which we know is an extension of the Tree of Wisdom…”

“I think I can see where you’re going with this, Traveler,” Nahida interrupts. Using her power, she draws two green puzzle pieces in the air and slowly pushes them together until one of them overlaps with the other. “If the Creator’s memories are intact, then it stands to reason that, should their memories somehow be introduced into Irminsul, then the information with the greater priority will overwrite the previous existing information.”

“That still doesn’t explain why there’s three of me.” Wanderer crosses his arms and kicks Scaramouche, who has yet to get up. The Balladeer crosses his own arms, pointedly ignoring his newer incarnation.

“I believe I can answer that, now.” Lord Rukkhadevata jerks her thumb toward the Tree of Wisdom. “Having known Irminsul my entire existence, I can sense that there have been deviations in its growth. Where normally the trunk and branches originate from a single organism, there are now several branches that seem to be… grafted, for lack of a better term, onto the main plant. Likely a result of the Creator’s mishap.”

“So instead of overwriting or restoring knowledge into the correct branches, it just got added on to the side?” Paimon asks, floating closer to the tree before the Traveler grabs her by the back of her cloak and pulls her back before she can accidentally touch any of the sprouts.

Nahida claps excitedly. “Correct! All available information is now running concurrently, meaning that all states of being have been altered to allow the five of us to exist at the same time!”

“Oh!” you exclaim, startling Kabukimono out of his contented state. “Like a glitch in the matrix!”

Seven pairs of eyes turn directly toward you, varying degrees of bemusement on each of their faces. You chuckle a bit and sink further into Kabukimono’s lap out of embarrassment. He dutifully wraps his arms tighter around you, obscuring you with his long sleeves.

“So we’re just going to let you not elaborate on that at all?” Scaramouche drawls, throwing a hand in your direction. “By all means, keep us in suspense. It’s not like we need to know what our situation is or anything.”

“It’s really not that helpful, I promise!” you tell them, muffled by the kimono’s fabric. “It’s just… a figure of speech, I guess? It’s just something we say when something unexplainable happens. It’s based off this story where, like, the world is fake-”

At this, Scaramouche and the Wanderer share a brief glance, unnoticed by the rest.

“- and everything is programmed to be a certain way. So when something unexplainable happens, like if you see a black cat walking past you and then a minute later the exact same cat walks past you again! It’s an error, or a glitch, in the programming of the world.”

Nahida and Rukkhadevata head over to investigate the new growths on Irminsul, discussing what you’ve told them in hushed voices, leaving the Traveler to mitigate the situation with the three puppets. Kabukimono clings to you as Scaramouche attempts to pull you out of his lap, the two of them making you wince as you’re forced to withstand their tug of war.

“No! The Creator is my friend now!” Kabukimono protests. “Stop pulling, you’ll hurt them!”

“Then let go and it won’t hurt them anymore, stupid!”

“Niwa told me you have to be nice to people if you want them to do things for you.”

“I know for a fact your precious Niwa also said I’m allowed to take whatever the hell I want, so give!”

“I really don’t think that’s what he meant by that,” Wanderer interjects, coming between the two of them and forcing them apart. “Besides, does the creator call you guys babygirl? No? Didn’t think so, so I’ll be taking my leave now.”

Taking advantage of their surprise, Wanderer scoops you up and launches into the air, anemo power whirring behind him, putting you both out of reach. You shriek at the sudden movement, holding onto the front of Wanderer’s outfit for dear life.

“What, this again? I’m not sure if you want me to be jealous of you, or pity you.” Scaramouche scowls up at where you two are hovering. He tries to look unaffected but you can see him clenching his fists at his side.

“I still don’t actually know what that’s supposed to mean…” Kabukimono wrings his hands and looks between you and the Traveler, who supplies an explanation for you.

“It’s just a term of endearment from the Creator’s world,” they say. “You wouldn’t believe how often I had to hear it when they were possessing me-”

“Hey, what are you doing?!”

Everyone turns to look at where you and Wanderer are. The puppet is trying not to drop you while also batting away your attempts at removing the outer layer of his outfit.

“Hold still!” you grumble. “I’m just trying to figure out if you can purr, too, but I can’t hear anything over the sound of your anemo ability.”

“What are you talking about?! I don’t purr!”

“I do!”

The four of you turn to Kabukimono as he demonstrates the ability, the mechanisms in him working overtime to produce a loud rumble from his chest. The Traveler and Paimon are particularly impressed, and Kabukimono preens under their attention.

“Cut that out, idiot,” Scaramouche smacks the back of Kabukimono’s head, successfully cutting off the noise. “You’re just going to overheat, and then we’ll be stuck carrying around your powered-down body until you start up again.”

“You know how he does that? Does that mean you can do it too?” Paimon asks, her face scrunched up at the idea of the Balladeer doing anything that could be seen as endearing.

“Absolutely not.”

“We can all do that,” Wanderer says at the same time, earning a betrayed look from Scaramouche. “It’s not purring though. You all remember that we’re puppets, right?”

“Yeah….?” The Traveler nods along with Paimon.

“Well, the prototype machinery inside us is what makes that noise.” Wanderer explains. “We can control the speed and make it as slow or as fast as we want, so making it run extra fast makes it louder. However, it also makes the machinery heat up, and if it gets too hot then the failsafe kicks in and shuts off the entire system.”

“Does that mean the Raiden Shogun can purr, too?” The Traveler wonders out loud, successfully distracting Paimon with the absurdity of that mental image.

“What happens to you if it overheats?” You ask, wondering if you should feel bad for enjoying it when Kabukimono purred.

“It’s like fainting for humans,” Scaramouche adds. “Which is why we don’t do that. Nobody likes having to carry around a useless burden.”

“But it’s not dangerous, is it?”

“No, it’s just a lot of trouble. Same as for humans, but no. No lasting damage.” Wanderer then sighs and makes a face even as he pulls you into a semblance of a hug. “Here, I’ll allow it this time, because it’s you...”

Your eyes widen as Wanderer begins to purr as well, audible even over the sound of his anemo power. With a delighted gasp, you throw your arms around him and listen happily, unaware of the glares Wanderer is receiving from below. The Traveler rolls their eyes when Wanderer points at your back and mouths ‘favourite’ at Scaramouche.

“Wanderer, if you’re done being jealous could you please bring the Creator back down?” Nahida calls, and you peek down to see that she and Lord Rukkhadevata have finished their discussion. They wait below, where Scaramouche and Kabukimono were earlier. The two puppets are now a little bit further away, bickering while the Traveler supervises them.

“I’m jealous?” Wanderer scoffs, hoisting you up so you can rest on his hip as he holds you with one hand, the other used to gesture down at Nahida rudely. “You even dare to imply-”

“Please bring the Creator down.” Rukkhadevata repeats, hands on her hips. “Don’t make me come up there and get you.”

You have to stifle a laugh as Wanderer slowly brings the two of you back down, making sure your feet are firmly on the ground before letting you go. You don’t bother to mention how you notice that Wanderer’s body actually is noticeably warmer after purring. You smooth the wrinkles of your clothes and turn to the two Dendro Archons with a smile.

“You guys give off such mom energy,” you tell them. “So, what’s up? Did you figure out anything else?”

“You forget that I was a queen before I was a god,” Rukkhadevata points out. “I know what it’s like to stymie conflict before it becomes a problem. Diplomatically, of course.”

Nahida nods in agreement. “Of course. And yes, Your Grace, we did come to some conclusions! Though, not all of them are final, mostly regarding Wanderer and his counterparts. There are some hypotheses we will need to investigate before we can say for sure…”

“Still kinda wish you wouldn’t call me that,” you mutter, rubbing the back of your neck. The lofty title is uncomfortable to hear, when you still feel like any ordinary person. “But let’s hear it then. What did you guys come up with?”

“For the most part, exactly the same conclusion that we came to earlier.” Nahida says, drawing in the air with glowing green lines. She draws a tree, and then draws some branches in a different shade. “Your arrival in Teyvat brought a ‘backup’ of knowledge which, when reintroduced to the Leylines, conflicted with the current state of things and instead created additional information that now exists at the same time as the current timeline.”

“That being said,” Rukkhadevata adds her own glowing lines to Nahida’s drawing, in a deeper and more intense green. She circles one branch, and says: “I believe that this timeline’s Dendro Archon remains Lesser Lord Kusanali. Irminsul seems to have resolved this conflict by making it so that my sacrifice to eradicate Forbidden Knowledge was not my life, but rather my godhood.”

“What does that mean for you?” You ask.

“It means that I am now happily retired!” Rukkhadevata exclaims, smiling brightly. “And from what I’ve seen of the information recorded in Irminsul, I have an old friend in Liyue who also recently finds himself with a wealth of spare time. It’s been a few centuries since I last saw him, perhaps I should pay him a visit.”

“Wow, congratulations! I’m sure Zhongli would be glad for the company.” You hug her excitedly, and she returns the gesture with a bright laugh.

“Is that the name he’s going by, now? It would certainly help to have a less recognisable name, I suppose…” Rukkhadevata ponders, and you can hear her humming as she thinks. “Well, if that’s the case, I’ll just use my old name. From now on, please call me Aranyani!”

Nahida joins in on your hug, practically bouncing with excitement, and you pick up the tiny god so she can see you both. “I’m so glad for you, Aranyani! I’ve always wanted to meet you,” she exclaims with a shy smile. “I have so many things I want to ask!”

“And you are always free to share in my knowledge, little sapling,” Aranyani coos, patting Nahida’s head affectionately before you all release each other, letting Nahida back down gently.

“So what are we going to do about those two clowns?” Wanderer says and you jump a little in surprise, forgetting he was still there.

You turn to where the rest of the group is. Kabukimono seems to have finally had enough and is tousling on the floor with Scaramouche. The Traveler is attempting to haul the Balladeer away, while Paimon grabs onto the back of Kabukimono’s veil and is yanking him in the other direction. To a very small degree of effectiveness.

“Both of you, please stop!” Nahida rushes forward, and the two puppets spring apart like the other is on fire.

“He started it!” Kabukimono points at Scaramouche accusingly and the Balladeer moves to grab him again, but is easily stopped by the Traveler pulling him back by grabbing his wrists.

“It doesn’t matter who started it,” you sigh, putting your hands on your hips. You put on a stern face and your best ‘disappointed parent’ voice. “I sort of expected more from you two…”

Kabukimono’s devastated expression is enough for you to drop the pretense. You sigh and open your arms and beckon, and Kabukimono happily throws himself into your hug.

“Fine, fine!” You grumble, patting the top of Kabukimono’s head. “As long as you guys aren’t, like, maiming or seriously injuring each other, I guess it’s okay.”

“Yay!”

That’s about as far as you get before Nahida takes Kabukimono’s hand and leads him away, and begins informing him of the history of the world and catching him up to speed on the current timeline. Wanderer and the Traveler chime in every so often, adding in some details that the archon might have missed. Aranyani seems to have already taken her leave, leaving only you and Scaramouche behind.

You pretend not to notice as the disgruntled ex-Harbinger shuffles closer to you, until he bumps his shoulder against yours.

“Hey,” he begins, clearing his throat awkwardly. “I’ve been meaning to ask, but all these annoying idiots kept interrupting me…”

You wait for a minute, until it’s clear he isn’t going to continue until you say something. “Yes? What’s the matter?”

He exhales through his nose and refuses to make eye contact with you. At the edges of your vision, you can see him fidgeting with the hem of his shirt. “Are you sure it’s okay for me to be here?” he finally spits out. “I mean, clearly I don’t quite fit in with the rest of these happy-go-lucky morons. I can’t imagine you intended for someone like me to show up.”

“Why not?” You blurt out, more out of surprise than anything else. “I like having you here.” It’s clearly the wrong thing to say, as Scaramouche begins to close off again.

“Don't bother lying to me,” he snaps, facing you with the full brunt of his annoyance. He crosses his arms and sneers at you, looking at you down the bridge of his nose. “I’m not some sad, weak little puppet who needs to be coddled by the likes of you. So save your meaningless placations for someone who would actually feel better after hearing them. You’re only wasting your time, and mine.”

“Okay, no lies then,” you nod, and watch as he braces himself for whatever you’ll say next. “I’m glad you’re here, in a world where every part of you can exist at the same time. And I’m glad I can be here with you to remind you that you’re the sum of all your parts, good and bad, and that I do want you to be here, in all your entirety.”

Scaramouche’s face is carefully blank, and you wonder for a second if he somehow shut down without you noticing. You wave a hand in front of his face, watching as his eyes track your palm. You’re about to say something else when you feel a hand come down on your shoulder heavily.

“Simp.” Wanderer states, patting you with a teasing look on his face.

“What?!” You jump away from him with an indignant squawk. “I am not-”

“Absolutely down bad.” The Traveler adds, and you reach clumsily to slap at the two of them. You miss both by miles.

“I can’t believe I taught you guys words from my world and this is how you repay me!”

“Sorry to interrupt, Your Grace!” Nahida looks properly apologetic at the treatment you’re receiving. “We were just discussing what to do with all of the new people. The Traveler has kindly offered to introduce you to their friendly teapot adeptus in order to have a realm created for you, and Wanderer’s incarnations can stay with you in the new realm!”

“That’s perfect!” you say quickly, eager to escape any more teasing from your team. You avoid Scaramouche’s probing gaze and turn your heated face away from him to look at Nahida and the Traveler. “When can we go? Can we go right now?”

The Traveler nods and holds out a thin tab of wood that you recognize as their realm dispatch. It’s strange to see it in person, for some reason you expected it to be bigger than it actually is. The entire thing can fit in the palm of one hand, like a credit card. “We can go as soon as you’re authorized, Your Grace!”

You’re giddy as you take the dispatch into your hands, rubbing the engraved surface with reverence. You feel a strange sensation, like pins and needles, as the magic in the dispatch settles over you. “This is so cool, you guys. I can’t wait to meet Tubby! Do you think she’ll make me a teapot, too, or something else?”

In your excitement you grab onto both the Traveler and Wanderer, silently begging them to come with you. Just as the three of you touch the surface of the teapot, Wanderer turns to Scaramouche with a pointed look and grins.

“Favourite.” He says smugly as he vanishes.

#genshin sagau #sagau #genshin impact #genshin self aware au #genshin isekai #self aware genshin #genshin scaramouche #genshin wanderer #genshin kabukimono #sagau scaramouche #sagau wanderer #sagau kabukimono #sagau x reader #scaramouche x reader #wanderer x reader #kabukimono x reader #< all currently platonic tho #seabird.txt #glitch in irminsul AU

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the-griffons-saddlebag · 9 months

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⚔️ 𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗺! Ghostly Blade Weapon (longsword), very rare (requires attunement) ___ This fractured sword is inhabited by the spirit of its previous wielder. While grasping the hilt, you can use a bonus action to cause a blade of ghostly energy to spring into existence, or make the blade disappear. While the blade exists, this magic longsword has the finesse property. If you are proficient with shortswords or longswords, you are proficient with the "ghostly blade". You gain a +1 bonus to attack and damage rolls with this magic weapon, which deals force damage instead of slashing damage. While holding the sword, you can use a bonus action to see up to 30 feet into the Ethereal Plane until the start of your next turn. Further, your attacks with this weapon can hit any creature you see on that plane; if you're on the Ethereal Plane, you can use this weapon to attack targets you see on the plane you originated from, although the attack rolls are made with disadvantage. 𝘽𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙎𝙩𝙚𝙥. You can use a bonus action to step into the Ethereal Plane, where you remain until the end of your next turn. At the end of the effect, you reappear in an unoccupied space of your choice within 10 feet of you on the plane you originated from. This property of the weapon can be used twice, and it regains all expended uses of it daily at dawn. While on the Ethereal Plane, you can see and hear the plane you originated from, which is cast in shades of gray, and you can't see anything there more than 60 feet away. You can only affect and be affected by other creatures on the Ethereal Plane. Creatures that aren't there can't perceive you or interact with you, unless they have the ability to do so. 𝙋𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙄𝙢𝙢𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙮. While you're attuned to this weapon, you can't be possessed by another creature. If you are already possessed by another creature, you can't attune to this item. 𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚. While the weapon itself isn't sentient, it's haunted by the spirit of its last wielder. The spirit is neutral with an Intelligence of 15, a Wisdom of 12, and a Charisma of 17. It can hear and has darkvision out to... ... Continued in the comments below! ___ ✨ Patrons get huge perks! Access this and hundreds of other item cards, art files, and compendium entries when you support The Griffon's Saddlebag on Patreon for less than $10 a month!

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dungeon-strugglers · 1 year

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✨New item!✨ Wings of the Raven Wondrous item, legendary (requires attunement by a cleric or paladin)

This long black cloak is made from raven plumage, and is a gift from the Goddess of Death to her most devout servants.

Sentience. Wings of the Raven is a sentient lawful neutral cloak with an Intelligence of 14, a Wisdom of 16, and a Charisma of 15. It has hearing and darkvision out to a range of 120 feet, and its passive Perception is 18. The cloak communicates telepathically with its wielder and can speak, read, and understand Common, Elvish, Sylvan and Abyssal.

Personality. A fey spirit named Fin Dòmhnallan inhabits the Wings of the Raven. The cloak is protective and inquisitive. It demands that its wielder follow the Goddess of Death's will, and to always take a trinket or memento from the fallen as tribute to her.

Twilight Bond. You have a +1 bonus to AC while wearing this cloak. This bonus increases to +2 when you are in dim light or darkness.

Death Sense. While wearing the cloak, your awareness of life and death is greatly enhanced. While you are within 30 feet of a creature that you can see, you are able to tell if it is healthy (more than half hit points), bloodied (less than half hit points), dying (zero hit points), diseased, dead, undead or neither (such as a construct). This ability cannot be deactivated while wearing this cloak, knowledge of life and death becomes your constant companion.

Corvid Comradery. While wearing this cloak you can communicate with ravens and crows, and you have advantage on Charisma checks to influence them.

Raven Form. As an action while wearing this cloak, you can use your Channel Divinity to shapechange into a giant raven. The transformation lasts until you use a bonus action to return to your normal form, or until you drop to 0 hit points or die. Your statistics are replaced with the statistics of a giant raven, but you retain your alignment, personality, languages, hit points, proficiency bonus and Constitution, Intelligence, Wisdom, and Charisma scores. You also retain all of your skill and saving throw proficiencies, in addition to gaining those of a giant raven. You can cast any spells that don’t require material components with a cost while in giant raven form. Your equipment merges into your new form and has no effect until you return to your normal form. You still benefit from the cloak’s magical properties while in giant raven form. The giant raven uses the statistics of a giant eagle, but it has darkvision out to 120 feet, resistance to necrotic damage, bludgeoning, piercing, and slashing damage from nonmagical attacks, and its natural attacks deal an extra 1d8 radiant or necrotic damage (your choice). This extra damage is increased to 2d8 against undead or creatures with less than half of their maximum hit points. If you reduce a creature to 0 hit points while in giant raven form, you can take a bonus action to move up to half your speed and make a melee attack. Additionally, necromantic magic is suppressed within 60 feet of your giant raven form. Undead creatures have disadvantage on saving throws and a creature attempting to cast a spell from the school of necromancy must succeed on a Wisdom saving throw against your spell save DC or the spell fails while within this area.

Those who have proven themselves dedicated to preserving the sanctity of mortality are blessed with dark insight and formidable might. The Goddess of Death calls upon her champion to hunt necromancers and their abhorrent, death-defying spawn. Where her gaze falls the land darkens under the wings of a thousand ravens and undead creatures cower in the unkind shadows. - 🖌🎨 Like our work? Consider supporting us on Patreon and gain access to the hi-resolution art for over 170 magic items, item cards and card packs, beautiful creature art and stat blocks and setting pdfs with narrative hooks and unique lore!🧙‍♂️

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sacredrealm64 · 8 months

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Like... where is my Zelda version of Linked Universe? Please, Artists make this happen!!!!

*Edit- Since I got alot of likes I found this! Go check them out yall!

#legend of zelda #nintendo #loz #breath of the wild #tears of the kingdom #zelda #ocarina of time #twilight princess #the wind waker #phantom hourglass #spirit tracks #linked universe #link between worlds #legend of zelda art #zelda au #zelda art #princess zelda

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sharktic-waters · 1 year

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Legal trouble Ra’s dcxdp AU

Because of how the dcxdp phandom treats Constantine, I feel like there’s a true untapped market for Ra’s too. To start with as far as I’m aware people don’t clown on Ra’s enough for basically being the Batman of DC’s immortal cast. Homie practically has a paid checkmark for immortality. No healing factor or actual youth abilities just skill and a pit that makes him younger. Anyway that’s to say this random self proclaimed immortal who in all of his wisdom named himself the demons head centuries ago, probably wasn’t super original. And whatever demons he likely named himself after probably aren’t too fond of the guy just like Constantine. But what’s this? A new High King of the infinite realms? With free access to the realm of the living? Well sounds like it’s time to give Ra’s the Constantine treatment; and give him a subpoena or a cease and desist.

Ra’s probably doesn’t believe it to be real, I mean don’t demons have better things to do than legal work? (“It’s probably just Tim, the detectives best child soldier.”) Probably not, because if any fic with Constantine is any indication, it seems that they are contract wielders, gossipers, and whiners. An excellent combination to spring on Mr diet immortal.

Now apparently failing to show up when served a subpoena can result in fines (and in extreme cases imprisonment) and because these guys are sneaky the fine print clearly states such fines or consequences exist, but the finer print says he doesn’t need to be informed so slowly his coffers get drained periodically. Alternatively, while he might not notice his coffers draining for a good while, he would definitely notice his pits draining. That’s one of the points where it could go a few ways.

Ra’s is not allowed to dodge the summons and Walker being Walker shows up to bring him to court, leaving everyone wondering where he went.

Ra’s dodging and thinking the prank is done with doesn’t notice for a while that either his coffers or his pits are slowly decreasing.

Situation One or Two happens and then while making his way to Ra’s, Danny realizes that while Constantine has the most overall paperwork, Ra’s has been the most consistent, making the two of them the sources of his greatest annoyance. Upon realizing that fact and discovering the pit exists he decides on some petty revenge giving him a second legal notice on the repossession of property of the infinite realms and while he’s the one who’s draining the pits, the others are draining his coffers.

Imagine Batman just going “The league of assassins has been quiet lately” with Dick saying “Yeah they’re always quiet it’s kind of their job” just for Talia to show up saying Ra’s is missing and the only clue they could find was a subpoena that they get Constantine to look at and confirm authenticity.

#he’s a clown for being so dramatic I imagine the other immortals like Vandal being like “he doesn’t even have a healing factor #danny phantom #ra’s al ghul #dc x dp #batman #dcau #dp au #ghost king danny #sharktic-posts

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linderosse · 3 months

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The Founder’s Call— Part 4

Sun channels a bit of her inner goddess. Meanwhile, Flora continues to walk that fine line between success and danger. :)

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hofudlaus · 2 years

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Triforce Swap AU Details and close ups below

Introducing

Zelda, Holder of Power -Princess Zelda was raised from birth knowing she was Hylias chosen, the holder of the Wisdom triforce and that one day she would awaken her powers and save Hyrule from ruin. Yet no matter how hard she tries nothing seems to work,,, that is until the discovery of...

Link, Holder of Wisdom - Found in a small hylian village is a farmhand with extraordinary powers. Link is quickly brought to the castle and proven to be the wielder of the triforce of Wisdom. Taken from his simple calm life and forced into a rigid rulefilled whirlwind of politics and scheming. Link and Zelda hate each other, feeling as its the others fault that their life was uprooted, their future altered. Yet, they are the only ones who can really understand what the other is going through. Hate triumphs over understanding when Zelda realizes Link must have stolen the triforce of Wisdom. Determined to take back what is rightfully hers she hunts him down. Link barely escapes and heads for the only place not in alliance with Hyrule. The Gerudo desert seems like a harsh and unlivable place from the outside, only useful for its abundance of rare minerals. Which the Hylians have been trying to get for a long time, their efforts being stopped both by their lack of desert experience and...

Ganondorf, Holder of Courage - The charismatic head of the Gerudo military. He finds a injured hylian in the middle of the desert, half expecting the man to be an ill prepared spy, brings him to Gerudo town just in case. After many misunderstandings and reveals Link and Gan become close. Aaaaaand thats the basics! More to come soon hopefully >:3c

#zelda #legend of zelda #loz au #zelda au #triforce swap #link #ganondorf #botw #loz #my art #art #i have a few mini comic ideas for this au... >:3c

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lets-try-some-writing · 10 months

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one of the more random asks but I was thinking what your thoughts on flier oppy would be? like him being a triple changer (is that the term???) or smth

Triple changer? Sure why not. Not sure if you want a story or just some thoughts, so I will give you a random story idea since that seems more in line with your request.

Triple Changer Prime

Orion Pax was not a triple changer, he was solidly a grounder by any and all definitions. He was raised with wheels and did not have an interest in the skies beyond avoiding the seekers and other flight frames that found it to be great fun to dive and poke fun at land locked mecha.

But then the Matrix decided in its infinite wisdom that the mech who had never once taken to the skies needed to have wings. Thus during his ascension to become a Prime, Optimus was forged with a lovely set of wings to go with his wheels. That change ended about as well as one might have expected it to. Simply put, Optimus had no fragging clue what he was doing.

Flight was not something he took to handling with the ease and grace of the ancients. No, his first attempts were messy and reminiscent of a newspark. He had no teachers amongst the Autobots in no small part due to almost every flier having joined the Decepticons. This mean that he was nearly entirely on his own, leading to... interesting attempts to fly. Once he figured out how to transform he quickly found himself shooting off into the skies with force greater than expected. He will never admit it aloud, but he did in fact scream as he failed to find a way to control his flight path. He ended up transforming halfway and tumbling toward the ground trying desperately to slow his fall through the use of his wings and thrusters.

He crashed in spectacular fashion and needed to get several reconstructive repairs done to put everything back where it belonged. After that incident it became abundantly clear that Optimus needed to get an actual flier to teach him or stop flying altogether, a possibility that was largely out of the question for numerous reasons not limited to just the war effort. Optimus's very code demanded he fly at least once a stellar cycle, and thus he did his best to fumble his way through learning.

Without a proper teacher, he was limited in his learning options, and thus he spent a great deal of time watching vehicons and seekers fly and transform. He observed quietly and did his best to mimic them, but quite possibly due to his size, he never quite figured out how to do it properly. He could get into the air easily enough and flying as an armed combat aircraft was not too different from driving if there was nothing in his way. But of course the moment obstacles became an issue Optimus found himself losing control and hastily trying to transform and use his blades to catch himself on something and slow down that way. More than once he had to be retrieved from the top of some skyscraper that he landed on in an attempt to avoid falling to his death.

Optimus panicking and throwing himself into the skies after Megatron a handful of times certainly didn't help. He was not at all proficient in flying, much like fighting while in the air. Most of his close brushes with death came from those incidents. His lack of flight ability couldn't be fixed by the Matrix whose wielders had all but been entirely grounders. It got bad enough that in the end Jazz threw in the towel and went to get Optimus a teacher by the only means he knew. The entirety of Optimus's inner circle very nearly choked on their energon when Jazz turned up to a meeting with a Vehicon bound and dragging along behind him.

Jazz: I got you a teacher!

Ultra Magnus: JAZZ! We do NOT take Decepticons into base-!

Jazz: What? Its just one Vehicon! Besides Op needs someone competent to show him out to use those wings of his.

Prowl: It's still a Vehicon!

Jazz: So what? The little dude will be stuck with Op all cycle long. What's he gonna do? Stab the Prime with his itty bitty claws? I think Prime is strong enough to stop a clone from killing him.

Jazz: Besides, Op has almost died more because of being unable to fly than because of anything else. I think this is a risk worth takin.

Optimus: ... As much as I am loathe to admit it, I do require a teacher. If this Vehicon will suffice, then so be it.

It was not exactly the most friendly of meetings, and Optimus's new teacher was not pleased with his situation much. It was... tense to say the least. For a long while the Vehicon said nothing and gave no wisdom whatsoever. But as with almost all things, Optimus took his time and steadily managed to befriend his new 'teacher'.

While his inner circle were impatient for him to learn, Optimus was in no rush. He took his sweet time slowly getting used to his new teacher, even going so far as to urge the Vehicon to take on a designation as they spoke. Often it was nothing too big, but he would bring his teacher some energon, speak with him on almost every matter that he thought might intrigue the Vehicon, and was not at all opposed to asking for his opinion. With time his captured mentor opened up to him slowly upon finding himself treated like an actual Cybertronian instead of an expendable resource.

In response to his kindness, Optimus found himself receiving simple direction from the Vehicon. When he attempted to practice on his own, his 'teacher' gently offered advice on how to take off that was never repeated but always appreciated. Then he would sometimes find the Vehicon waiting with an energon cube after an attempted flight. Other times his teacher would even join him in the skies, gently nudging him along and easing Optimus's fears through dutiful direction. With time the Vehicon even started to teach Optimus how to work with his newfound codes rather than fight against then, even going so far as to teach the Prime songs to help him focus.

It was a slow development, but the Vehicon proved unwilling to kill Optimus and thus ended up losing the shock collar on his neck. His Decepticon insignia was scrubbed and his bindings removed and was allowed to roam as he pleased so long as he came when Optimus called. This was generally allowed to be since none wanted to touch what Optimus had interest in. The Vehicon took great joy in abusing his powers as the Prime's favored companion. Often he would strut around like he owned the place and make a show of not having to go off to fight. He was hated by most of the Autobots, but around Optimus he was perfectly reasonable and taught the Prime kindly.

Jazz grew to regret his decision to bring the former Decepticon back deeply when the Vehicon in question took Jazz's spot on Optimus's desk. There was not a fragging thing he could do about it and both Jazz and the Vehicon knew it. By the time Optimus was capable of flight and fighting while doing so, the Vehicon was no longer needed. But by that point he and Optimus were close enough that there was no getting rid of the former Decepticon, especially after he took to the skies to aid Optimus in a battle when he saw it getting dire. The Vehicon could have left during that battle, but he did not, and thus earned the begrudging acceptance of most of the Autobot troops.

Optimus learned to fly, and in return one Vehicon was forced to be amongst Autobots and isn't even upset about it. When Optimus left for Earth, the Vehicon even decided to come along. Thus out of a team of elite Autobots, one singular Vehicon hung around happily and never raised a digit for anyone except for Optimus.

#maccadam #transformers #transformers prime #optimus prime #team prime #tfp vehicons #oh my gosh this is terrible #I am so tired forgive this piece of garbage #will produce better writing later #I just thought the concept was neat #a vehicon chilling teaching the prime and no one being able to stop him

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