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zzencat · 9 months ago

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Your Future Spouse As A Mythical Creature + Qualities - ⏳

Welcome to the spooky season folks!! Thought this would be a pretty lightweight and goofy type of reading as we settle in. What are your FS’s qualities? Toxic habits?

Choose wisely. Applicable to future lover or spouse.

Warnings: super long read, suggestive comments (bordering NSFW), some exaggerated details for the fun of it (but the theme and characteristics are still consistent otherwise), toxic tendencies

🥀 THE RITUAL: Clear your mind. Time is now patient and still. Close your eyes, inhale deeply, fill your chest up to the fullest, feel the soft air brush up against the ridges of your nose. Breathe out.

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Pile 1 | The Werewolf

Perfectionistic as hell, likely a planner

The horniness comes and stays fellas…

Extremely careful before decision making, yet impatient (more mentally)

Hides what they really feel. Has a hard time expressing their emotions through words, so your person (well, half-person) shows you instead

Might be wealthy or does very well w/ business or business partners

ALWAYS thinks before they act

very PRIMAL tendencies; will bust major nuts when persuading you to be bred…literally. the need to breed you can become suffocating as it seeps into small actions of daily life. will never stop bugging you about it. eventually, these efforts will increase and become more desperate (but hey, if you like that, go for it 😳)

^^the thought of having a family with you gets them down real bad

EXTREMELY overprotective and possessive over how revealing your clothes might be. don’t be surprised if they finally let you out of the house after you choose to wear a hazmat suit

• will do anything for you!!!! provide food, shelter, money… as long as you depend on them, they feel at their highest.

•^^ this can also indicate an incessant need for control and control over you as well

• typically chooses the safe route; sticks to routes they’re already familiar with and practicality

•^^polite with people or at least acts like a civil person, but is easily misjudged regardless

• kind of old school and can be boring; follows reserved traditions very well

• actually is a beast in the sheets, but prob only does vanilla positions

• is very, very hesitant about letting you go out at night and will bust balls to get you to stay inside

• can get overly paranoid over small things that can potentially harm you

slow, sensual, deep lovemaking sometimes—rough and wild, sloppy and fast at others—just totally unable to control themselves. this is bc they exercise so much control during the day that nights leading up to the full moon, or on the night of, are relentless. Also likes doin’ the dirty in the kitchen (i also see boiling soup and an apron if those have any significance)

grumpy in the morning hahaha. grumpy when you order them to do anything for you, but they’ll do it anyway

When they love, they LOVE. Extremely big hearts and easily empathetic, but never/rarely shows it

for some reason, your fs has a solution or piece of advice for every problem in existence

strong or bold looking, big and broad, intimidating, or a very tall person. might have a resting bitch face

a very good listener

• full moons are equivalent to menstrual cycles where their senses are heightened by tenfold, sensitive to everything in their surroundings (ex: ears perk up to sounds as unnoticeable as leaves rustling…), more emotionally reactive, a ceaseless desire for sex everyday—which gets worse as the full moon approaches 🙈—hastier movements, increased moodiness and appetite, goes out hunting more often. 50/50 have a messier diet or a more strict one

• structured or routined day to day

• has probably talked/will probably talk about raising a family with you at least once, becoming more adamant about it over time

• can seem very insensitive or come off as an asshole at times

• EXTREMELY observant; almost nothing gets past their eyes. It’s almost like an intense OCD thing. Pretty sure a lot of FS in this pile are control freaks or have very specific triggers

• can smell when you’re aroused. if you deal with periods, they know exactly what phase you’re in and keep track of monthly cycles. this is also how they can keep an eye on your fertility and “breedability” levels. likely to show clinginess during these times and try to make moves on you. (it’s a manipulation tactic, don’t fall for it!! 😳)

•^^when you get aroused, they get aroused. they’ll decide to make a move depending on the circumstances

• they have good control and discipline over themselves in general. But they’re still prone to control issues, esp over other people, or obsessiveness

Definitely an overthinker. They don’t like to be vulnerable emotionally. It’s very hard to get close to this person, and even harder to open up

doesn’t care about your “flaws” and doesn’t notice until you point them out; will be genuinely surprised to hear you have insecurities, bc to your fs, there’s no such thing. they don’t understand how you could feel that way about yourself or certain things about yourself

In some kind of leadership role (in work, relationship, or the home) or in a high enough position to give and support. Dominant in the sheets—stubbornly prefers to be

Loves to travel or would travel more if they could

Extremely adaptable and an all rounder; does well under pressure and in uncomfortable situations/environments

Likes bantering and stirring things up on purpose sometimes. Sometimes they’re feelin kinda bratty and will instigate. They fight just to fight. They’re usually quiet, reserved, or introverted

• deep down they know this and they’d even admit it to you if you asked, but they’d be totally onboard with you never going outside again and just staying in the house (it’s a possessive wolf thing maybe)

• you might not know at first, and they might not show it evidently, but they love sad karaoke songs or sad songs overall

Primary love language: Acts of service, physical touch, quality time, and gift giving

• *sniffs you with suspicion* “…that’s not my scent…”

• standing watch over you when you use a knife to cut vegetables — says, “are you sure you don’t need my help?” at least 5x in 2 mins, and still doesn’t leave after that

• stare wars with birds on a pole bc they felt offended by the birds staring first

• randomly, abrupt howling on some nights

“You take what I give you”

Acts as your personal bodyguard- will actually fight anyone for you

• loves to smell around your neck area- that shit kinda tickles tho

• (if your werewolf is male): “change out. that’s too revealing. you know men are dogs.” (lmfaooo? says who, the werewolf??)

• scolds you like a damn parent because you went outside at night for a few minutes to get some fresh air

• massages your thighs and feet

• physical contact is a must for them when watching movies with you

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Pile 2 | The Vampire

• “I ‘vant tu zuck yur blud.”

• a bit of a vanity monster (as most vampires are.) they like the way they look, and also care about how they present themselves to other people and most importantly, looking hot as hell in front of you, maybe too much at times. but from your pov, they really don’t have to try. they’re just naturally…wow. Breathtaking. HOWEVER!!! They use it to their advantage.

• Actual sass-squashes. They’re sassy and for no reason, but you can’t take them seriously when they are 😂😂

• intentionally AND unintentionally funny. like those characters on Disney channel shows that are like “oh yeah? try me” and then some bigger, buffer person comes in and they flinch a little. if you squint, you’ll catch a gulp in there too. it’s funny. endearing even. but they gotta own up to their mistakes and tone down on overcompensating. If there’s one thing they do, it’s to make up for what they don’t have.

• L-O-Y-A-L….by the time they get with you, at least. they might’ve had an…interesting reputation in the past. they might seem selfish bc of it—which is partially true. they can charm people to get what they want. They might/might have had a history of partying, hella socializing, hanging out w/ friends whenever they could (haha get it? hanging out? yk…vampire stuff…)

A total charmer and a flirt. They like to bicker and tease you; playful,, sometimes it’s cute…others, kinda annoying

• if you talk to this person seriously and in a calm and diplomatic manner, they’ll get a little defensive, yes, but A LOT less so than if you were yelling and screaming at them outright. if you both just sit down on the edge of the bed, tilt your head to a 45 degree angle and show your concerns, they’ll reflect and maybe deflect here and there, but they’ll think about it throughout the day.

• I think this person goes through varying phases of heat. (Prob not even the right word here but-) By that I mean, sometimes they wanna get down and dirty for 30 hours straight or just session after session after session nonstop—OR they take what they need and leave for a couple hours, come back again, take, and leave. This is odd at first, but it just comes with the moodiness they inherently have, possibly sticking to them from the past life. They might have suffered with commitment issues, and I don’t mean them per se, but the people around them that didn’t know how to love: family, friends, anyone that was close and left abruptly or never showed love. (Made me a lil sad there...)

• Love is complicated. They didn’t believe in it before and was confident they wouldn’t ever. But when you ask them “What do vampires think about love? Are you allowed to love?”, they turn their heads, take a moment to skim over your face in silence. Love…is what I’m feeling with you. They want to admit this, but vampires can’t feel. Would you even believe them? They don’t even know what love is. They don’t even feel heartbeats anymore, but for some reason, when you look into their eyes like that, there’s a different kind of pulsing. A surge of desire that courses through them, screaming at them to keep you forever. They can’t ever let you go now.

•^ This leads us to possessiveness. They are…*phew* VERY possessive and very dramatic/petty/easily sulky about it. You’ll lose your mind over it. If you do something as simple as shopping, they will follow. Too insistent and stubborn not to. What if you encounter another vampire living among the humans during the day, and suddenly, said vampire wants you too? Sure, they get burnt with a bit of sun, so what? They’d evolved enough to wear a million layers of sunscreen and a million layers of clothing over that, all dressed up like a moving heap of clothes. They care about how others might see them like this, of course, but in moments like these, they don’t care when you’re on the line.

• they’ve never really had their emotions looked at carefully or taken care of. It’s always just been brushed off, not only by themselves but by others as well. I personally wouldn’t doubt if they claimed to never have had real friends or friends that cared about the inside substance rather than the outer. Your fs just seems like they’re trying to fit in, be accepted and validated. You wouldn’t be able to tell at first glance, but as you gradually get to know them, you’ll find that their heart is barely being held together by makeshift glue.

Very in tune with their inner divine feminine energy,, not afraid to tap into it and explore that side more

Not that emotionally developed but has major potential to with the right teacher

Nurturing and caring, but might be materialistic or putting too much importance on the material/physical pleasures. Truly lives for the fun of it

Works hard, plays hard—and will shamelessly chase you

Knows exactly what to say and do that will rile you up. Knows all of your weak spots physically

Down to try anything and everything with you, no complaints

Sensual and passionate personality and in the sheets

Super open minded and curious, easygoing and has no expectations. Makes a lot of jokes too.

Daring, optimistic, brave and believes in no limits (but bc of this, they can be seen as naive or have an innocent nature inside.) Gets in half-fights/arguments w/ people for fun

A total switch in bed; can and literally will do/try anything

Now, dare I say…the FS for this pile have the best rizz and sex game

Some fs in here can get too naggy

They have a great fashion sense or an overwhelming appreciation for fashion, beauty, or aesthetics, and is more than willing to be involved in your fashion styles

Red flag moment: solves problems in your relationship w/ sex so that yall will just forget it and move on

In hindsight, this FS is so flamboyant or charming that you could get lost in what they’re trying to express. They’ve got very fiery energy (betting rn that they have extremely prominent fire sign placements).

P.S. yeah after writing this out and reviewing the format, seeing all the back and forth…pile 2 FS def has a perfection mask thing going on. They wanna make themselves appealing in one way or another, or the consequences will just break them into pieces. The last thing that they want is to be alone.

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Pile 3 | The Fairy

Alas, we’ve gotten to arguably the most healthy future spouse here out of the 3 😅 (and the most intuitive)

Introspective as hell and wise. Helps you with really anything

They’re ok w/ being alone; most introverted of the piles

Positive, hopeful, and optimistic when it comes to others. More pessimistic when it comes to themselves.

Balanced and a good mentor; suuuper patient (a lot of times to a fault)

Learns from their losses and mistakes and becomes a better person, improving almost immediately

Mediator type of person, but will defend you against others in argument—which they’ll win btw

They don’t like seeking help from others—if anything, your FS is usually the helper—even when they can ask for help right in front of them- even if it’s recommended to get help, they still won’t do it

Hella infj vibes tho (if you’re into mbti)

Every show of love is their love language. Bonus points if they wear matching clothes or secretly write poems to you that they’ll never tell you about

This future spouse group has the cheesiest and the sweetest person

Your person can lead a life more flexible financially than the other 2 piles

Also an all rounder! But thinks that they aren’t perfect when they literally are; struggles with their own low self-esteem so they try to build other people up

Putting others before themselves is second nature- they ALWAYS prioritize you or others; extremely selfless

^^Now, each fairy got a different role and purpose. The reasoning for your fs being overly selfless and self-sacrificial varies. The easy answer? Insecurity. Second? Obligation or a sense of duty. The list goes on…

They’ve got that Triple A Threat: Amazing Ass Adaptability. Your person has been thru quite a bit, hell and back. Sometimes, life just likes to mess with them for no apparent reason 🤷🏻‍♀️)

They’re always ready to face challenges; Incredibly strong person. They’ll be with you thru thick and thin!!

Strong sense of justice and equality. OH- and also they like traveling or would like to travel more!

A literal inspiration and hope (yes, with sparkles on top.) Not only do they inspire others, but your person—no matter how rock bottom you get—will never leave you.

gets jealous and easily possessive but doesn't wanna show it (shit's still pretty obvious tho)

The type that babbles their heart out when they get comfy with you. They don’t get like this with just anyone

Likely likes museums and art. Things that the media typically deems boring, weird, or unconventional your FS will prob find interesting. They like to look into deeper meanings and interpretations.

In bed, they’re pretty vanilla and soft. But are open to exploring things that aren’t too wild (like our vampire up above)

(Take this bit very lightly: I see that this person has grown up or has been around “broken” people their entire life, so they feel they need to take responsibility on behalf of those people. They might be some kind of counselor, mentor, or therapist. They’re prone to blaming themselves if situations take a bad turn or go unplanned. I’m also hinting here that some of your FS might have a savior complex, and not on purpose. They might always take some kind of leadership role or something directly beneficial to people- nurses, camp leaders, etc…)

They will take all of the burden so that you don’t have to

If your FS had any weirdo or pervy habits, it’d probably be compulsively stealing your panties or building a shrine with locks of your hair on it 😵‍💫 (which hopefully I hope doesn’t happen. I heard in some fairy folklore, they steal babies, like flying away with the newborn-in-a-basket typa thing- and for no reason too! Don’t let them steal yo babies now!!)

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**Ending Teddy note:

As always, thank you so very much for tuning in with us! I hope you have a spooktacular Scorpio season as we are soon heading into it (depending on when you’re reading this), but really you can read this at any time. Rmr to take everything with a grain of salt! Take what resonates, leave what doesn’t. Stay safe out there and rock on people 🤩🤩 Feedback is very much appreciated in any form as it’d help me grow as a reader :)

*This is for entertainment purposes*

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petriwriting · 5 months ago

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Summary: A drunken valentines day confession from Theo.

Short story, quick writing, Happy valentines day.

The music was nearly shaking the walls of the Slytherin dungeon, un upbeat and fast pace with whimsical lyrics easy to follow. Feet danced around to each drop of the beat, drinks cluttered the space and students chartered loudly to hear each other over the music. The Valentine's day party was a good mix, with a few couples there to gloat about their love in front of everyone with lips interlocked, and bitter singles drinking and dancing with anyone who would have them.

You found yourself there, anyway. Despite the affiliation with the affection themed holiday, you just wanted to see Theo, your friends, his friends. To simply enjoy an evening. Your first and second drink were a fruity concoction, something that tasted sweet, and the third something much more bitter. After some time, your limbs grew tired of dancing, and your eyes scanned the room in search of the familiar brunette boy who you had grown fond of. When you fell short, you were disappointed, but decided to check one of the places he might be.

Outside, the breeze was chilly, causing you to shiver and your bones shake. Winter air was never pleasant, but you expected to find your friend outside there, and sure enough he was tucked away in a corridor not far from the common room. It was quiet, a harsh contrast to the loud chatter and music you had become used to.

"Hi," You said softly.

Theo turned, a half burnt down cigarette was between his fingers, his other hand in his pocket. "Hey," he said, trying to be coy, but to be truthful you made him blush and feel warm inside. "You shouldn't be out here, it's so cold," he said. you shrugged. Before you could say any more, Theo had shrugged off his jacket, placing the cigarette between his lips as a placeholder, then he turned and offered it to you. You didn't want to refuse, so you accepted. He draped the lightweight coat over your shoulders, the warmth from his body residual and embracing you.

"Thanks," you said softly. You could tell the boy had been drinking, he usually smoked a lot when he drank. Those skinny muggle cigarettes. "Are you Okay?" you had asked, he seemed a bit off but you werent the one to pry.

"No," he said, you frowned. "What's wrong?"

He took a long drag, and sighed a huge exhale. "I'm stuck on something.." he said finally, muttering something under his breath you couldn't quite catch. Theo sighed. He seemed annoyed at something or someone, himself. "I just," he began,shuffling his feet. "I'm really sorry I can't say it sober," he said, clearing his throat. "I'm no brave ole gryffindor, you know me..." he mumbled.

You hated that he dragged on, that he couldn't say whatever it was. part of you was nervous, or maybe scared. You pulled his jacket tighter around yourself, giving him the space he needed."I'm just going to say it," he agreed with himself, clearing the air, the tension between you was apparent.

"You are all I ever wanted, and I get so happy when you talk to me. . . and I really want to hold your hand- to kiss you, like everyday." he went on, your cheeks flushed red.

"I'm sorry I should be sober for this but I didn't know how else to say it."

The words hung in the air. "Theo," you stepped forward towards him, he looked like a pitiful puppy, drunk and confessing his love like that. It made you feel warm. "We can talk about this when you're sober." you said softly. "How about you start by walking me back to my dorm?" you asked. He nodded, discarding his cigarette. He wasn't drunk enough to wobble, or slur his words, but seeing you had sobering him up a bit. He smiled. "That sounds nice." You grabbed his hand and intertwined fingers as you began to walk. The beginning of a beautiful relationship was just starting to bloom.

#reader insert #my writing #x reader #hp x reader #hp #slytherin x reader #theodore nott x reader #theodore nott #theodore nott x y/n #harry potter

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orangez3st · 2 months ago

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Welcome to Vau's! - Chapter 3

Pani Popo

Delta Squad × OC | Modern AU | Fast Food Worker AU

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✧ Chapter Summary: Raye's first day at Vau turns nostalgic real quick.

✧ Word Count: 5.2k

✧ A/N: MAN I'm always terrible at writing character introductions hence why I prefer writing established relationship oneshots 😭. Some of these parts were written when I was so high on caffeine bcs I took huge ass americano at 5 kriffing pm (as I prewrote this note, even—I'm so going to regret this). Thanks for being here and enjoy this one! 💛

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It's only 10:40 and Scorch tries not to think too much.

If he could put one word to describe last night's hangout, it's noisy. Turns out when you put a little too many beers in his system, Eli could be a chatterbox himself. The Marine is by no means a lightweight, but the enthusiasm got to him faster than the extra alcohol.

There were a bunch of new Okinawa paranormal sightings. Eli had a dream which he woke up from only to find out he was still dreaming once he woke up again. He could swear there was a shadowy figure in the corner of his shared barracks and smartass decided to tell everyone by laughing in the morning. That guy really have zero spooked bone in his body.

Scorch wasn't a Marine. He was Army, and he'd been in OFS and he promptly excused himself during OIR. It was too hard. His dad was wrong to believe in him. He betrayed Walon Vau's trust—a Marine specops officer and his own dear old dad—because he couldn't handle the weight anymore. Not even when he heard Sev had an accident that cost his left leg. He’d never made a decision so fast in his life; he left the institution that his dad had trained them all together for.

Brothers stand together to look after each other's back, brothers stand apart to not get attached.

Scorch failed that last bit, even though the phrase isn't meant to be broken into two parts—it’s one and whole. And so he failed, but he took pride in the failing because he's had enough months-long deployment and places with so much sand and low vegetation. So what about it, if that means he could look after his own brother who needed him?

Right.

Back to Eli.

Anyway, yeah, it was super creepy. But dude watches Ouija and The Conjuring-verse for fun. Eli couldn't even hide his excitement that nearly sounds so inappropriate (because Scorch knows not to make fun or feel excited about evil spirits that bother the shit out of people) but it's only a matter of time until he's got himself in an accident due to his joy in storytelling the suffering aforementioned dark figure in their barracks.

That guy has nerves. Scorch likes it. Reckless, but sure. He's known Eli his whole life. That brings him fully believing in his sister who just came in through the door. The toothy grin just slides into his face so easily upon seeing a familiar face of someone he's gotten along with already.

“Raye! Hi!”

Her chocolate brown hair is kept away from her face in a low bun and she definitely used soothing sheet mask and eye mask last night. Not gonna lie, Eli's sister is gorgeous, if not a little bitey with an attitude. Scorch is a little infatuated, but he keeps himself under control. She’s seemingly fresh and ready for the day, something that Scorch's objectiveness takes kindly and appreciatively. Raye smiles as she approaches the counter where he's stationed.

“Mornin’,” she says to him before proceeding to take in her surroundings. “Cozy dine-in place, here.”

Scorch's grin grows wider into a charming one that usually befell the ladies at the club, pride swarming his chest. “That’s awfully nice of you. This is just basic fast food place!”

Basic meaning red-cushioned booths tucked in every corner, long tables with bar chairs and power outlets along the sides, and four-seaters sparsely filling the space in the dining area. Red, black, and a little yellow is the running theme of the interior, save for the employee's navy waist apron below a uniform white polo, which… honestly seems kind of pointless when you risk spilling Coke or a splat of ketchup on a daily basis. Not one of the Vaus boys has ever had a problem with that, though.

“Local, homegrown, non-franchise,” Raye points out, propping her arms on the counter, her expression so determined that she really does want to make sure that her stern reassurance gets into his thick head. “You can do whatever you want and I'll say—assuming I'm a customer who walks into this place expecting nothing special—it does look cozy. You got Wi-Fi?”

Scorch’s eyebrows knit at the sudden question. “Hell yeah. Why wouldn't we?”

“Ah. See?”

“It’s standard!” he defends.

“The cafeteria off my Austin campus where I part-timed got shitty Wi-Fi, y'know?”

“That sucks,” Scorch snickers. Suddenly he remembers this morning—he didn't forget texting her about the dress code; something white if no polo. He gives her another once-over before nodding approvingly to himself. “And you're a pretty chatty one, aren't ya? We can get along just fine! Maybe we're soulmates or something.”

Raye snorts. “Aw, you. Very sweet, Scorchie.”

“Scorch, stop pestering our new guy,” a new voice comes from around the corner. The man, dressed in similar uniform and seems around Scorch's age, pauses in the midst of hasty steps with a tablet in hand. He masks his awkwardness well as he takes Raye in with a swift glance. “I mean gal. Really sorry.”

“That's fine.” Raye barely manages to stifle her laughter before offering her hand. “Raye Estrada. Eli's sister?”

He takes her hand with a firm clasp and a small kind smile. “Call me Addy, today's shift manager. And on Wednesdays and Saturdays,” he introduces himself. His military-strict high and tight haircut is glistening prominently with what Raye thinks is hair toner. He's groomed really well for a shift manager part-timer. She wonders if he works somewhere else along Eli's area. “And yeah, Boss told me you're applying. Heard you're a family friend?”

“Her family is,” Scorch pipes in, reminding them he's still there. “She's close. Somewhat.”

One of Addy's brows arches perfectly. “You never knew her until yesterday.”

“Well, technically. So correction; we never met. Until!” Scorch raises his voice, perfectly cutting Addy off when he's about to speak. “We were texting each other last night.”

“Yep,” Raye adds.

The look Addy gives them is such suspicion that one might think he's accusing someone of a bloody murder.

Scorch bursts out laughing “It was nothing, Addy, chillax! Just got to know each other. Told her about this place and all. She never knew.”

Addy blinks twice to stomach the information. “Seriously? How? PR doing good?”

Scorch shrugs. “As far as I can tell. It's her shit Instagram algorithm.”

“I was away in Texas for a while,” Raye steps in, regaining both men's attention. “Came home here for summer break.” For how long, that's a personal matter she won't bring in yet unless asked. And she feels she should be taken aback at how easy Scorch throws a curse word in a workplace but… well, since it's a family business...

“Right, that could be it.” Addy gives her a long nod, and then he swipes through his tablet. “That’s okay. This'll just be like training, uh, non-locals. You had time to study our products?”

“I did, last night! Though I'm planning to ask the kitchen leader more.”

“You're going to have to sit down with Fixer for that.” Scorch rests his chin on his hand with his elbow on the counter, looking almost too adorable if he's not grinning teasingly. Raye is really tempted to smack that smile off his smug matchmaking face. “He’s real strict about food quality that he wrote an entire manual and stuck it on the wall for everyone to read so they wouldn't miss ingredients.”

Raye lets out a breath. “Neat. So I guess you have your own Gordon Ramsay.”

“Basically.” Addy's the one saying that, and he's even shrugging. She’s yet able to comprehend the duality of this man, nor interpret his character as a whole. “So uh, come along. I'll introduce you to everyone and in the end Scorch will take over to, uh, train you.”

“Whoa, hang on,” she blurts out. Both men wait, non-judgmental. “No interview? Something that should, y'know, filter me in?”

Addy, who'd turned around to cue her to follow, now walks up to her. He's tall. Around Scorch's height but nowhere as built—she can see now that he's definitely served somewhere in a military or police institution.

“This is procedure, Raye. We filter in our candidates by training them on-site, have them facing real problems with our customers,” Addy says calmly, bluish hazel eyes piercing into her with all seriousness in the world. “It's how we see their character and how they fit in with us.”

That's… a tad too serious. And she sure as heck knows how human resources department should work, for God's sake. Works.

“Yeah, no worries,” Scorch suddenly breaks the ice, clapping loudly and putting on an effortless smile. Raye flinches. “Addy does have a habit of scaring you with procedures and how this business is going to fall apart if we're acting up.”

“It happens.” Addy glares at him.

“Yeah but not in our town!” Scorch argues, keeping his playful tone and even putting on a goddamn Southern sheriff accent. “We’re thriving for 4 years without major financial problems, we're doing great!”

“We had COVID, Scorch.”

“That was one and only time! I'm aware of our statistics as well as you are.”

Raye coughs.

Ever heard of two dudes, apparently besties, arguing about their workplace situations in which one of them is practically the HR? Unbelievable. Raye can't believe her luck (that's sarcasm). This place and its management sounds hella fun that she's determined she's not going to leave whatever happens. Looks fun. Right? Doesn't it?

But right now, she fights every urge in her body not to pinch the bridge of her nose. Anything that could compromise her first day. It's an informal atmosphere especially with people that she knows, but still.

“Sorry,” Addy clears his throat, offering her a nanosecond apologetic smile that just looks kind of weird. Any kind smile on him, really. “Right. Scorch, shut the fuck up and stay there. I'm taking Raye over for now.”

The cuss was so out of pocket that Raye is struggling to keep her fake cough real.

“All yours,” Scorch grins, clearly excited for her. “Now shoo, Estrada.”

Raye sticks her tongue out before jogging to catch up with Addy. She feels like she should ask. Eli never mentioned a guy named Addy before, but then again, his focus has always been on other people before himself. Maybe it's the pride for serving the country and its people or whatever, but her brother is known to be selfless. And selfless people tend to keep things to themselves.

Honestly, Addy looks kind of scary. 165 pounds, sure, but he'd probably been a coast guard. Or police officer. He had served (the country or whatever, not fruity fashion or jail time), that's for sure. He's too strict and tolerating at the same time—Raye doesn't even know such combination is possible. Maybe it's the fondness of the Vau boys. She wonders how long he's been sticking around with the family.

Addy introduces her to the maintenance dudes first, which only consists of two people at most. It doesn't take much to run a shift in a fast food place—she knows this. Cafes take even less.

He then takes her to the second floor; another dining area with more space and more chairs than the booths, and an outdoor area which is basically a big balcony separated by a glass door for those who want to chill out for some smokes, or a wild night out, or chaotic mobile-gaming—all over wraps and finger food and iced soda drinks.

At this time of day, it's fairly packed, but not that overwhelming that some poor grandma bringing over five grandchildren couldn't find seating. There are empty tables, the top clean and absent of oil and sauce drips. Raye notices packs of local college students just hanging out with their laptops or tablets on the table, and on the side are either Vau's snack bucket or a meal of their preference. It's a wholesome sight to look at.

“We're just a local small business,” Addy says, as they're returning downstairs. Raye is a couple steps behind him. “We're not corporate. Everyone knows everybody here, and so everyone is expected to get along since we're not a whole big crew.”

“I get it,” she replies, “Heard the last one noped the hell out ‘cause she couldn't handle Sev.”

He scoffs. “That's on her.” He sounds like holding a personal grudge. Like deeming them unworthy. Maybe regret, or self-loathing for poor decisions. His tone picks up again from contempt to a lighter one. “Believe it or not, everyone's loving Sev the drive thru guy.”

Raye knows that. She spends a couple of hours doomscrolling her TikTok on the place’s hashtags, and there were a lot about Sev. Well; his voice, more like. People recording while they're ordering in front of the speaker, Sev’s gruff deep voice pouring out of it with bare minimum customer service courtesy and sometimes on frigging thin ice on bullying over customer's decision. And people actually find that funny and entertaining. Not good for company image, almost as certain that the target market isn't for a bunch of Karens, but real good for brand awareness.

Addy is leading them to the drive thru station. Scorch is prepping a takeaway drink with a line of four people before him—he’s so locked in that he's not even looking up to greet them. Another girl is manning the second register while he's busy.

“There was this one guy ordering a single meal for himself and six-pack Coke,” Addy launches into another story, slipping behind the counter and beckoning her to follow suit. It feels like a new world already. Dark grey tiles shift into smooth brick red ones.

Raye is intrigued. “And then?”

“Verbally attacked him. Something along the lines of blood sugar,” a familiar deep voice approaches. Raye blinks at a hunk of muscles behind fitted uniform white polo, a somehow familiar face, a reversed red ballcap, and a drive thru earpiece. “Gave me several bucks tip. Turns out he's a fan.”

Addy rolls his eyes with the faintest hint of a smirk on his lips, but introduces both of them anyway. “Sev, Raye. Raye, Sev. But I think you two have met.”

Sev clasps Raye's hand with firmness—something that she feels terribly familiar with. Maybe the Marine upbringing. “Not face to face,” remarks Sev, smirking, “Glad you're joining us, Estrada.”

Raye shrugs, smiling. “Depends on my performance.”

“You’re gonna pull it off,” Sev deflects confidently. It's as close as a voice of support—aside from Scorch's. “Or I'll question every single thing Eli’s been teaching you to survive in the harsh real world. If there's any.”

She snorts. “I've got a good portfolio myself, thank you very much.” Should she be offended that her brother's friend is talking shit about him? No. Eli's gotta defend his own reputation. “But if you wanna beat him into a pulp, be my guest.”

Scorch cracks his knuckles. It's noisy as heck. “I miss wrestling club.”

“That was like 10 years ago, Scorch,” Sev grumbles, arms folded across his chest.

“Yeah well, a good spar, then.”

Raye tries not to delve too much about their routine. If somehow they work two or three shifts a day, when and how do they even find the time? Restaurants rarely ever close up.

The conversation between Scorch and Sev dies down just as another figure rounds the corner. Another one of the Vau brothers walking with the stride of a soldier—only this time he closes every button of his shirt, no apron, the curls just slightly off his forehead a little messy from what Raye assumed is sweat-wiping activities. Something that has to do with carrying, like inventories. Addy hasn't taken her to that particular section of the outlet yet.

“Everything good?” New Guy sweeps his gaze around the group, slightly pausing on Raye and giving her the smallest of nods.

Raye tries not to blink too much and swivel around to confirm the quadruplet thingy Scorch told her last night.

“Good,” Addy says from somewhere behind her, finally looking up from his tablet and making his way between them. “Just introducing Raye around. Taking her ‘round. Raye, this is Boss. He's the official store manager. Everything and everyone directly answers to him.”

Raye thrusts a hand forward. “Nice to meet you.”

Boss clasps her hand with a smile. It's a charming smile, something that the Vau brothers seem to share between them. Sweet smile and dimples and sunshine. Except maybe Sev (the gruffier sunshine).

“You too. Relax a little, Raye. I know you're Eli’s little sister we've heard so much about for the past decade, but you really don't need to inherit his military strictness.”

Raye relaxes her shoulders as instructed…

And then allows herself to just. Look at them all. She mentally drags Addy out of the picture and lines Boss up with Scorch and Sev. Same sunkissed tone of skin, same warm amber brown eyes, each of them holding a different level and mix of amusement and intrigue.

“Wow, you guys really are quadruplets.”

“Unfortunately,” another voice says from the back. “Never separated since birth.”

Raye turns around at the new voice, the figure who owns it just marching out of the kitchen. This one rocks particularly distinct traits from the rest of his brothers, starting from the heavily inked arms that steal her focus first and foremost. The flash intrigue eventually trails to the full navy apron he wears, not the waist ones, and the lack of headwear despite working his ass off in the kitchen. And after that, the identical facial traits shared among the brothers where it's kept away from any stray strands of hair, having it slicked back with a piece of metal hairband with the genetic dark curls gather at the base of his neck.

“So,” Raye almost squeaks, “Four of you.”

“Four,” he confirms, nodding his head once, his expression neutral and doesn't seem to be judging, but his mismatched eyes—heterochromia—seem to find her with familiarity. This must be Fixer, the one who came by the house all those years ago, sharing Eli's fixation in tech stuff.

It's quiet. The counter is oddly absent of hungry customers, and there's only Addy and the Vau's. And her, featuring her dumbass staring at Fixer too long, completely distracted by his circuitry heavy inkwork on his arms while a dozen of small Raye's inside her brain scrambling to look in the archive to recall what Fixer Vau looked like a little over a decade ago.

Somehow she can't remember the heterochromia. But then again, her curious 10 year old self was barely peeking around the corner when Eli and Fixer, both 16 year olds at the time, were playfully nudging each other as they headed for the Estrada game room. To turn on the PlayStation? Nope. To tinker with her dad's broken laptop and work on their group assignment afterward.

“That your little sister?” the lack-of-tattoos then-Fixer Vau had asked Eli.

“Yeah,” her brother had said, “She won't bother us. Don't worry.”

“What's it like?”

“Hm?”

“Having a sister.”

“Used to think she was nothing but trouble. But now?” She remembers an unholy snort that sounded like Eli scolding himself. “Literally would jump in front of a speeding truck for her.”

She remembers Fixer leaving a little late. It was either his dad or one of his brothers or even both picking him up, the family car parked in front of the house with Dad de-escalating the situation with Walon Vau.

“Intelligent kids,” her dad chuckled, standing on the front porch with a dark figure. “You and I both got one, Walon.”

“Heard they fixed your laptop.”

“They did! They did, ha, bless them,” Dad sighed happily. “And honestly, a lot more before that. I just let them. As long as they don't burn down the house.”

“Don’t let Scorch into your house, then.” The other man shook his head with faint amusement. “Would be a shame if you don't send your boy to MIT.”

“That's up to him,” Dad had said, “He could fling himself in front of the goddamn president on a regular basis or own a pizza place—as long as he flourishes. I believe in my kids, Walon. Just as you should.”

“You don't show it, Tony. Make them tough to crack.”

Her dad had stayed quiet. There seemed to be an understanding, non-judgmental smile. “My kids. Your kids.”

“Um. Houston to Raye.”

“Shit, sorry,” she blurts out, jerking back to the present—back to Vau's.

“You okay?” Addy watches her, concerned.

“Um, yeah, sorry. Bad timing.” Great, she's blurting out even more nonsense. She catches Sev and Scorch's shared look of amusement and dismisses them just as quickly, heat rising up her neck to her cheeks.

Fixer is observing her. Closely, his hands folded across his chest but patience is written all over his countenance. It's like slowly he's taking her back to that one corridor in her house again, but the lack of Eli makes the barrier between them crumble and shatter into nothing.

It's… something.

Like a hand from the depths of an ancient lake pulling her into another currents of flashbacks, but there's nothing more at the bottom that she could gather. She wishes there'd be more, but alas.

“Raye,” he calls in greeting, causing her to pull up a small smile.

His presence is making her feel like 10 again.

“Hey.” Been a long time. “Fixer, right?”

“Yeah. I remember you.” His mismatched eyes seize her up. She can't remember if he'd taken a good look at her all those years ago, but somehow this feels too different than back then. Maybe the weather, the air. Maybe the ambience and the surroundings now in all different colors. “You were so small.”

“Please,” she rolls her eyes, “I was 10. Saw you only once. Your dad picked you up.”

Everyone tenses up.

Boss and Sev trade a look. Scorch sighs loudly to break the tension.

“Yeah,” Fixer nods, appearing undeterred. “Good memory.”

“So! According to tradition!” Scorch hoots suddenly, clapping his hands once that causes poor Addy to flinch. The grin plastered on his face lacks… something. “And since it's Wednesday, we should be having a bun in the oven.”

Sev, who somehow had acquired himself a glass of orange juice, snorts the liquid to the side. “Fuck,” he coughs to his elbow.

Addy rolls his eyes, exaggeratedly, while placing the tablet on the counter. “I'll get that.” And then he's gone to grab the mop.

“Dumbass,” Fixer shakes his head, a poorly hidden smile tugging at his lips. “No one on Earth phrased it like you did.”

“I could phrase it however I want,” Scorch deadpans, pushing his brother back into the kitchen. “Now shoo! Get one for the girl.”

Boss is pinching the bridge of his nose. Raye pretends not to watch Sev staring at the OJ spill on the floor miserably like a toddler.

Everything looks like it's gonna be fine. Depends on how one defines ‘fine’. Retail work is never sunshine and rainbows, but Raye's got an attitude ready to unleash upon Karen spawns, having already dealt with some of them in previous experience, plus some quite asshole classmates—constantly.

Boss is seated across from her in the booth, asking a mountain of questions that seemed ready in his pockets, just waiting to be fished out one by one. Some related to her resume, a huge chunk of campus life, and life in Austin. It's a brief trade of one another's experiences, and Raye senses something is kept tight-lipped among the brothers. Something private. Not her right to find out, so she can only hope this won't plague her mind by the long shot. She hates it when she just notices things—her nosy trait could be her downfall one day.

“SWAT sergeant for the local police. I got into Vau's last,” Boss explains, a kind smile that just feels brotherly tugging on his lips. He's the eldest, Raye finds out. “Battering down doors and apprehending suspects were always eventful. Adrenaline onsite, keeping you high and aware, especially when you're in command. But now?” He shakes his head laughing airily to himself, and he leaves it there while gesturing to the interior of the restaurant. “Four of us were raised closely, tightly-knit. Our dad did everything. Got all of us into service.”

“I noticed,” Raye acknowledges, “About Sev and Eli in the Marines together. Don't know about Fixer and Scorch, though.”

“Scorch was in the Army,” Boss supplies, seemingly not minding oversharing, being the boss of them all or whatever. Elder sibling privilege. “One day it was enough for him. Sev got injured, and he ditched everything for him.”

Raye lets out a small ‘oh’. The leg brace, PTSD, the discharge, and uncountable unseen wounds that would definitely reopen time and time again. She risks pushing forward. “And Fixer?”

There’s pride in Boss’ eyes. “Fixer’s a bit of something else.”

Scorch waltzes toward their booth with an excited grin and Fixer behind him. His bleached curls bounce as he slides into the seat next to Boss with an extra glint of knowing and teasing to which Raye pretends not to give too much of a shit. She's allowing him to be satisfied with his own game that he's started. Indulging Scorch is like playing with fire—a cute adorable unbearable fire that once it burns bright not even a bucket of water could douse whatever he's started.

But just as predicted, Fixer slides in next to her. She's never physically been up to close, like sitting next to each other kind of close with either of the Vau boys, but they are all men of exceptional build. Not as scary as a legit wrestler, but enough to put her in a literal chokehold and take her consciousness out in seconds.

She tries not to stare at his heavily inked arms. Again.

“Ever think of getting tattoos?”

“Fuck off, Scorch,” she blurts out, her cheeks burning up to inferno immediately right after. In a matter of seconds, the table gives off different reactions; Scorch howling with laughter, Boss gawking with genuine surprise, and Fixer snorting to the side. Snorting.

“I mean no.” Un-fucking-believable. Day one at work and she could be written up. She hopes her glare radiates so much heat that it burns a hole through his smug ass bleached head. “I, uh, I have one already. Big piece of work. Scorch, stop laughing, for God's sake.”

“You have one?” Fixer asks this time, seemingly recovering well and quickly while Boss is kicking Scorch under the table to actually put a stop to his wheezing mania.

“Yeah, I do.” She shifts back, tracing a finger around her entire left rib over her white shirt. “Roses. Just right up here.”

The response is a hum. Thoughtful hum? Impressed hum? It's too brief to make a conclusion out of his conclusion. Her gaze shifts from the boys with Boss still landing a smack on Scorch in the background, to a single bread roll on a paper plate that Fixer had brought with him earlier.

“Is that cinnamon roll?”

“Close,” Boss replies, nostalgia seems to be fleeting past his eyes. “It's pani popo. Samoan sweet coconut roll.”

“Like cinnamon roll, but coconut! Baked and bathed in sweet coconut milk. It's really really good I could literally be sobbing from joy.”

Fixer rolls his eyes at Scorch who's bouncing with excitement in his seat. “It’s his favorite,” he says with a jerk of his head.

Luckily for Scorch every praise comes his way. “My comfort food. Bet your Hispanic tongue hasn't been introduced to this thing yet.”

“How dare you attack my Hispanic tongue,” Raye deadpans. Spice is her life. The bun on the plate, however, is seemingly moist with coconut milk, giving the drenched tres leches look but fortunately doesn't give off disgusting sad food vibes, with the golden brown top and enticing swirl of a roll. “It does look good. You selling these?”

“It's on our dessert menu. Other than mango pudding and sea salt choco chip cookies,” Fixer explains, pushing the plate towards her.

Raye nods her thanks, observing the piece closer. “That's really neat. You baked this?”

“Why don't you just pop it into your mouth and you tell me?”

Scorch snorts, inviting Boss' eye roll again. “That's what he said.”

“Scorch, I swear I'll have you wipe clean and close up on your own.”

They're performing on a goddamn stage for an improv comedy while the audience is making the joke themselves, sure.

If there's a test where they're watching her use her hands to pick up the bun, she'd already fail. She utilizes the plastic fork like white young moms and right there she could feel her ancestors and Scorch's ancestors actually crowding and booing her all over. Y'know what, what the hell.

Sweetness combined with familiar yeasty tang explodes in her mouth as soon as she bites down, the coconut milk flooding her tongue to compliment with the bread. It might seem so, so simple—bread and coconut milk—but the simplicity of it, and not to mention cultural reference, is most of the time also the beauty of it.

“Holy crap, you guys. This is really good.”

“Toldja,” Scorch beams. “It's art.”

“It's breadmaking,” Fixer deadpans.

“Breadmaking is art.”

Fixer grunts, sounding in agreement.

Raye continues to hog the bun. “This is too homemade to be sold in a fast food place.”

Fixer seems to take that as a compliment—good, because it is. His shoulders evidently relax. “And that's why we're only selling them on Wednesdays.”

Wednesday. Pani popo—Samoan sweet coconut bread rolls. Got it. Raye finishes the last piece, dipping it in the excess coconut sauce on the plate as best as she could before popping it into her mouth. “It's really good. Thank you Fixer, you clearly baked this. And you're giving me this one for free?”

Scorch nods enthusiastically. “Consider it a welcome gift. Boss’ orders.”

Raye arches a perfect eyebrow. “So it's really not your tradition to welcome new employees?”

“Hell nah. Welcome to Vau's, Raye!”

She beams, laughing along. “Wow thanks.”

Boss hides his chuckle miserably. “You're basically a family friend, so why not?”

“That's too kind.” Feeling cornered, figuratively and literally, her cheeks heat up again from the excessive welcome. “I mean, I didn't even know you four before yesterday.”

Boss waves her off. “We get it, Raye. No pressure. Glad we just know each other now.”

“You owe us a story about where you've been for the last decade,” Scorch whispers, even covering the side of his mouth to play discreet.

Boss nudges him with his elbow. “I said no pressure.”

Raye's awkward laugh garners Fixer's attention this time, almost in a flash. “Y'all are ridiculous.”

“Wait till your brother joins us. I'll show you ridiculous.”

The slight crinkle near his eyes when his lips lift in a tired yet amused smile annuls her effort to just… hide her excitement. Fixer holds her gaze a second too long with such smile, and for a moment the light reflecting in his mismatched eyes is continuously feeding her nostalgia.

And then it becomes too much. Both of them look away, finding either floor tiles and the used plastic fork suddenly interesting while the other two on the other side of the table are completely unaware, apparently stiff-arming each other.

Raye groans internally. What the hell are you doing?

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sun-of-4-gun · 3 months ago

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obligatory TMK23 headcanons post

Monkey King

born between 3 to 5 a.m. on the 30th day of the 7th Lunar Month, Year 120 during the Han Dynasty

his fur's red colouring comes from the iron-stained quartz of the geode

named (Little) Trouble; 小搗蛋 [xiǎo dǎodàn] by the Flower-Fruit Mountain troop growing up

murdered most of the demons from the haunted pine forest

learned to use chopsticks at the celebration of his 36th conquered demon, who is Bull Demon King

took 2½ years to defeat 100 demons, becomes immortal at 5 years old

better eventful, visual, & scent-based memory. fast learner in specific interests he focuses on. additionally adapts according to situations & opponents by observing, understanding, & applying a skill/technique he can copy for his own use. monkey see, monkey do (whether this explains his cloning &/ lightning absorbing growth is debatable)

isn't huge about peaches, drugged or not, but he can tell you 100 uses of the coconut.. in song form!

lightweight

makes figurines & sculptures, mostly from assembling materials (hay, twigs, fruit, paper, cloth, clay, rocks, bones, etc.), his first art piece was made from his eggshell after all. can carve as well

enjoys recycling

incapable of crying. happens naturally from intense physical pain (ie. tightening fillet, samādhi fire) but never out of his own will even if he wanted to (though there are exceptions)

heavily emotionally repressed & suppressing

separation anxiety

uses emoticons (eg. XD / >ヮ< , ๑ᴗ๑ , *⁠´⁠ω⁠｀⁠*⁠), this reflects in his art style for mostly doodling

likes acapella, dance choreography trends, imitating movie martial arts, rpg, vlogging, original coca-cola float, peach & boba tea, coconut shakes, thai banana-lychee dessert, cuju, soccer, jianzi, baseball, & ping-pong

isn't into metal the way Stick is, nonetheless enjoys what he does and it's variations, including rock & pop, likes breakcore too

don't put him in pants or a suit, he will die. shorts are okay, skirts good, dresses are the best, with a jacket on top? perfect

aromantic pansexual

gets his dharma name from Guanyin

Pigsy introduces & teaches him how to cook, and he only takes it up as a hobby for the sake of creating more experimental expressive somewhat edible art. it isn't meant to impress anyone but definitely gets your attention

doesn't care so much about flavour, he's not picky to eat plain porridge or a steamed bun. would have things raw

mashes foods & snacks that don't usually go together, to Pigsy's horror

if he can swallow, eats the pit of any fruit

learns 72 transformations from Erlang, war form by Nezha, & cosmic body from BDK

Stick

if screaming & flaring red ❤️ is for rage, urgency, & bloodlust (& possibly affection?), whirring & lightning up yellow 💛 is for expressing joy, excitement, & distress, murmuring cyan 🩵 for neutrality like statements & information, he groans as a blue 💙 glow for woe & disappointment, flashes green 💚 going in & out of consciousness, and hums in purple 💜 for meditating (additionally; respective ends in motion are green & purple in flight), he should purr to comfort Monkey when he's injured or being sentimental, as a secret pink 🩷 glow

eldest of Laozi's 3 sentient treasures

introduced to the world of desire by Yu the Great's hand, did not have a chance to explore it

tried reaching out to Dragon King after his wife left, grew bitter from not being heard. when he did get through was after listening to him vent about the land, so why not bring the ocean to them?

only learns to read & write sheet music in gongche notation (工尺譜 [gōngchěpǔ])

plays the pipa, acoustic, electric (favourite), & bass guitar

wears any stickers that aren't themed around the ocean or dragons, gets them replaced as frequent as he shape shifts

nonbinary; agender, asexual

selectively empathetic, sensitive to a degree

abandonment issues

does not feel physical pain or pleasure on his surface unless it's through his core being, like Dragon's machine

based on this article, if Monkey wills it, their astral bodies could stay together in the realm of unconsciousness

Lin

11 years old during the movie

well-meaning loser screw-up of her fishing village, unceremoniously kicked out/left to prove her worth

has an older brother who made her feel bad about herself

a previous incarnation of Guanyin

Dragon King

socially isolated growing up from being bullied in school for his skin condition

while not being able to star, was put backstage during theatre productions. it kick-started his intimate knowledge of prop design & support, which lead to engineering the blueprints for his flood machine

the one time he did get to a lead performance ended with him publicly humiliated from a "prank"

inspired by this confession; he's in some kind of a midlife crisis. since about 1,000 years ago after losing his third son, Dragon Queen left from not being able to just be around anymore. they reunite some time after the events of the movie, and have a daughter a few hundred years later

homosexual

married his girl best friend, he met her after deciding to stay underwater indefinitely, his birthdays & such weren't so lonely anymore

puts on self-indulgent shows starring himself the whole kingdom is subjected to, his brothers & sisters attend twice a year

sent his nephew; Water Lizard Dragon, and his friend, a rat demon to retrieve Stick at one point. they were very swiftly defeated

Red Girl

born in the Flaming Mountains between 1 to 3 a.m. on the 21st day of the 12th Lunar Month, Year 118

smells of burning hair & charcoal

half rakshasa & ox-head

trans mtf, she went from the milk name; Red Boy, to renaming herself as Red Girl (红女孩 [hóng nǚhái]), then Red Lady (紅夫人 [hóng fūrén) & Holy Woman Great King (聖女大王 [shèngnǚ dàwáng]). her birth name; 牛安娜 [niú ānnà], remained the same

initially left home on an excursion with dad, later become separated after a father-son fight. she went off to do her own thing while BDK got sent straight to Hell so hard the impact created Ox Head Mountain

encountered Dragon on her way to terrorise play at the rice farming village, but forgot he "made a deal" with her to retrieve Stick since it was lunchtime. she was going to take Han (the ash-covered kid) back to her place at some cave to cook. he would've made a nice braised pork boy

actually did play with her food Han, that's why he was covered in soot

reunites with dad after a couple years apart from also being indirectly sent to Hell right as he's on the way out, thus learning he's had a daughter instead of a son all along

later cultivates True Samādhi Fire for 300 years

assists mom to develope her oasis city with her knowledge & abilities in charcoal making (eg. cooking, medicine, metallurgy). she personally uses it for drawing & make-up

messy, realistic inspired & emotional art style, if it's not still life, romanticised characteristics & physical features as portraits

struggles to befriend humans and demons alike, mostly feared

brown eyes unlit, like dad's

cries either hot wet or misty dry tears

snores in her sleep

biromantic demisexual

moves to Roaring Mountain after cultivating and collects friends in Foggy, Misty, Quickfire, Swiftwind, Hurly, & Burly along the way

Jade Emperor

has more than 20 sons & daughters

didn't call his nephew during the havoc in Heaven because he would have to pay double for already putting him on a different celestial primate hunt

lets Monkey hang out with the heavenly horses since he did such a good job with Horsie

Queen Mother

her real home is at the Kunlun Mountains, the laboratory we see in the East is just for a quick brew

superior to Laozi, alchemist to his blacksmith, but they respectively do both

owns as many tigers as one has stripes

Yu the Great was one of her disciples

pranks Monkey by sealing his mouth shut for a day after drinking what he shouldn't have

King Yama

knew Lin & Monkey were obviously not dead, he wanted to see what they were up to

will hire Monkey as judge for the duration of his sick leave

Tang Monk

rebelling against the law that forbids him to travel abroad

subdued Pigsy on his own in Gao Village, later together with Sandy on the way to Five Elements Mountain

has yet to lose his horse

teaches Monkey to read & write

Pigsy

carries an embroidered purse that was a wedding gift from his first wife

owns Laozi's third sentient treasure specially made for him, Rake

excellent in navigation, farming, cooking, & healing; medicine

will eventually share his knowledge with Monkey

takes extra effort to transform into a human & monstrous boar, food motivated

sex motivated

gynosexual

going through the stages of grief

Sandy

in his human transformation, has a humanoid & monstrous fish form as well

becomes giant through absorbing water, like Dragon's water weight & Monkey with lightning

devoured Tang's previous 9 lives

opens up more because of Monkey

Horsie

bastard son between his mother; the Dragon King of the West & a flood dragon from the South

friends with Monkey first, Sandy second

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stormyrainyday · 4 months ago

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took this tweet too seriously and made chigiri a beyblade congratulations chigiri hyouma for your Fury Fireblaze 125S

I am only well versed in metal fight beyblade, so all parts are from the hybrid wheel system section of the beyblade wiki. explanations below the cut like usual

Aims for this bey was 1. fast and 2. some attack power BUT prioritizing stamina, with of course theming with Chigiri's character in some way shape or form.

Facebolt/Energy Ring: Fireblaze (Phoenix)

Most people in Blue Lock have some flavor of trauma but Chigiri coming back to soccer after his knee injury is giving rebirth, argue with the wall. There are no cheetah or panther themed Beyblades in the Metal line and I dislike assigning beys purely on zodiac sign so Capricorn for a 12/23 birthday was out of the question (but! it'll come back shortly).

Furthermore, I am not caught up 100% on Beyblade X, the current fastest Bey is Blaze Fujiwara's Soar Phoenix, which adds a nice touch in linking the two series together. Blaze is also a very cunty long haired man with an obsession with speed just look at him.

(also an argument could be made for Kunigami having a similarly themed bey given his comeback following Wild Card so while I haven't designed one the potential for matching beys is keeping this as reasoning)

Fusion Wheel: Fury

Fury is intended to be used with Capricorn and has a goat motif. It's pretty lightweight to boost speed and helps balance out the poor attack stats in the rest of the build. However, the build still favors stamina (again, favoring speed and a lot of running around)

Spin Track: 125

A pretty standard spin track, not too tall, no gimmicks and no bonus features. Keeps it light weight, and negates the balance issues that a taller 145mm one would have, and the mediocrity seen in 135 (which has no ability to attack from above or below due to it's height falling in between what most beys are).

Performance Tip: Spike/Sharp (S)

Spike performance tip is small and pointed which reduces friction and favors speed and stamina, which fits neatly into the design. Metal spike was considered but rejected for a few reasons, including increased weight, less attack value, and interestingly, the illegality in tournament settings as it has a tendency to break the stadium. MS is used in Burn Fireblaze, though, and resembles the spikes found on the bottom of soccer cleats so an argument could still be made for it as well.

Last but not least, obligatory shitty edit of the bey below.

#beyblade #beyblade metal fight #blue lock #chigiri hyoma #chigiri hyouma #i will not be doing this for too many more bllk characters #and will be going back to genshin ones as the brainrot strikes me #but i have perhaps befall in mind for aryu #and because bachira is my fave i want him to have one too #his would have to have good maneuvering #definitely eternal defense spin track too for the deflection mechanic #his feels a lot more gimmicky while chigiri was very straightforward gotta go fast in my mind #also i havent read the manga aside from like #shibuya arc so like #eh #sent to oomf who is mega chigiri fan and they approved so yay #mfb #bllk

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tequitoclown · 1 year ago

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List of programs and stuff I use

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Disclaimer: This is in no way trying to say I have the best setup of all time or anything. The point of this post is mostly to introduce people to cool things they may not know about, or a place to point to when someone asks what I use!

(Last updated: 6/28/24)

Browser

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Firefox (Windows/Linux/MacOS/Android/IOS) - Obviously I recommend Firefox above all else, especially with chromium-based browsers moving onto manifest V3.

Bitwarden (Windows/Linux/MacOS/Android/IOS) - Good password manager! Used it for years with no complaints!

AdNauseam (Firefox/Chrome) - My adblocker. It's built upon uBlock Origin and has all the same features, but it actively clicks on the ads to waste advertiser money. If that's not up your alley, uBlock Origin is fantastic too!

Wayback Machine extension (Firefox/Chrome/Safari) - Allows you to make snapshots of pages, or view old snapshots if a page isn't loading correctly!

XKit ReWritten (Firefox/Chrome) - Pretty much a must-have for Tumblr. Has a ton of features to make navigating this site much better. Full feature list here!

Discord

[pt: Discord ./end pt]

Vencord (Windows/Linux/MacOS) - A modified Discord client that adds support for plugins and themes. Basically allows you to install plugins from a massive list that improves Discord. (Technically against ToS. Basically, don't post that you're using it in big servers, and turn off your themes before sharing screenshots.)

Bunny (Android/IOS) - If you miss Vendetta for Discord, Bunny is an actively maintained fork of Vendetta! Basically the same as above, but for Android/IOS instead of desktop. Same warnings about ToS apply.

Aliucord (Android) - Miss the old Android app feel, and still want to have plugins/themes? Pretty cool but has a less impressive theme/plugin selection. Same warnings about ToS apply.

Bluecord (Android) - Another Discord modification without the new Discord UI!

Youtube

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Freetube (Windows/Linux/MacOS) - A desktop Youtube client with adblock and sponsorblock built in. Still in beta, but very good.

Sponsorblock (Firefox/Chrome) - Pretty much a must-have for watching Youtube these days. Automatically skips over sponsors, self-promos, interaction bait, outros, intros, etc. Highly configurable!

Dearrow (Firefox/Chrome) - Haven't used this very long but I love it. Gets rid of vague or clickbait titles/thumbnails and replaces it with descriptive and more accurate thumbnails. Also built into Freetube now!

Newpipe (Android) - Lightweight Youtube client. I haven't used it myself much but people swear by it!

ReVanced (Android) - Modded Youtube client with Sponsorblock, Return Youtube Dislike, and Youtube Premium features. Doesn't support Dearrow as of 6/25/24 :( (PLEASE BE CAREFUL INSTALLING THIS. If you don't know what you're doing, you can cause some damage!)

Spotify

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Spicetify (Windows/Linux/MacOS) - Spotify modded client. Has adblock, themes, etc! Think Vencord, but for Spotify.

Misc.

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Obsidian (Windows/Linux/MacOS/Android/IOS) - Basically a personal wiki for notetaking! A bit of a learning curve. Fanfic writers and worldbuilders... go feral.

Notepad++ (Windows) - A must-have text editor. Might be on more platforms but can't confirm?

Mullvad VPN (Windows/Android) - The only VPN I can 100% recommend. Cheap, fast, and really cares about your privacy. It's a little under $6 USD a month!

NVDA (Windows) - A free screenreader I use for reading large blocks of text. (Notice: I am not visually impaired to the point I rely on a screenreader to navigate my PC. I use it on occasion to read text to me because I have a hard time reading. If you're looking for advice on screenreaders for the visually impaired unfortunately I'm not a good source! Maybe check out the #visually impaired, #blind, or #accessibility?)

Syncthing (Windows/Linux/MacOS/Android) - Lets you sync folders across devices. It's especially good with Obsidian.

"Tequito, I didn't find what I wanted!"

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I'm sorry. :( If you're looking for a program I have personally mentioned using in the past, feel free to shoot me an ask or DM! Or hey... maybe try searching the letters "FMHY" and having a look around? *wink*

#tequito.txt #links

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creaturecomfortsva · 2 years ago

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Spiderweb Kerchief!

I actually finished a Halloween pattern in time for Halloween. What joy!

Lately I've been enjoying working with finer yarns and more delicate, lacy stitches. I used to stick with mostly size G, H, and I hooks with worsted yarn, and took a lot of pride in that! Especially since so many crafters seem to eschew chunky yarns and big stitches in favor of "fussier" projects. Well, I didn't, for a long time. I liked pieces that worked up fast and looked big, bodacious, and a little tacky.

Lately, though, I find myself with a lot more time on my hands. I'm home a lot more. I rest more. My life has slowed down dramatically in the past year - and this is a good thing! The first 25 years of my life I felt like I was constantly climbing uphill, fighting for something or fighting against someone, working toward the next goal, the next achievement, the next patch on the imaginary Girl Scouts vest I track my life on. But then about a year ago, my family moved from a major metropolitan area to a small rural town. My job changed. My husband got promoted. My kid is getting bigger. And time started to stretch along differently. I didn't measure my time in deadlines anymore. Time passed and I didn't feel like I had wasted it by being unproductive. I consciously stopped measuring my worth by my productivity.

it turns out lightweight yarn and fussy stitches are a lot more fun if you let yourself move slowly. Turns out watching lace work up is as gratifying as finishing a chunky bralette in a day. Turns out I can make things that are genuinely beautiful.

Especially if they're Halloween themed, LOL.

I'm working on a pattern for this spiderweb kerchief headband and will need pattern testers soon! Follow me here or at my Instagram page @/creaturecomforts_shop to see more.

#crochet #crafts #crafting #crochet patterns #halloween crochet #halloween #craft blog

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back2bluesidex · 2 years ago

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Cruel summer for jimin 😭

Cruel Summer - PJM

Pairing: Jimin X Reader

Theme: Little angst, Fluff, Drunk confessions, F2L au

Song: Cruel Summer

Word count: 1082

Warnings: mention of drinking, mutual pining, drunk confession, reader is so in love.

A/N: This song is literally one of my favorites! And Jimin is the most suitable member to portray. Thanks for the request anon! Hope you like it. This is not proofread so forgive any mistakes.

Everything is too much for Jimin right now. Especially because it's 4 am in the morning, he hasn't slept all night (he only came back 2 hours ago), and now somebody is being way too aggressive with his doorbell.

He somehow opens his eyes and grips his phone to make sense of the time. He was right, it's eight past 4 in the morning. There's no way he would have a visitor during this hour. But it could be a neighborhood emergency? Maybe a fire broke out? Or a robber entered the apartment complex? Either way it's better to open the damn door. So, he gets up.

His heart does a flip as he spots that similar white dress from the party through his peep hole. But then his mind goes numb. What the fuck are you doing here? At 4 am? Is this even you or is he daydreaming about you yet again?

He finally opens the door after a moment of brooding to himself, and you almost fall on his body.

"Jimin" you smile, words slurred.

He holds you tightly in his arms, somewhat steadies you and then opens his own mouth, "Y/N? What are you doing here? At this hour?"

"I- I had to see you, Jimin." You reply, your breath stinks of alcohol but that doesn't bother him a bit.

"How did you enter the complex? The security is tight here?" He questions.

"I snuck through the garden door, baby." You reply as if that's no big deal.

The nickname brings a flush of red on Jimin's cheeks. But he's fast to push his racing heart down, his concern should be the reason you're here at the dead of the night.

He pulls your body towards the living room and settles you down on the couch.

"Sit here. Let me bring you some water." You nod at his words innocently, which makes him chuckle at your cuteness.

"So tell me what brings you here, Y/N?" Jimin questions you, tugging some loose strands of your hair behind your ears.

You complete chugging down the water and then speak up, "What's going on between you and Soo-hui, if that's her name, that blonde?"

"What? Excuse me?" Jimin visibly tenses.

"You were busy taking care of her the entire night. You didn't even look at me. That h-hurt." Your eyes glisten.

Jimin's heart starts racing again, is it what he thinks it is?

"She's my cousin Y/N and she's a lightweight, so I had to take care of her." Jimin reasons softly.

"What- she's your cousin? Are you tell-telling me the truth?" You're giving him one of those puppy eyes and he can't resist those.

"Why would I lie to you? Hmm? But tell me why did it hurt you? Seeing me with her?" Jimin scoots closer to your body, so much so that he feels warmth radiating from you.

"As if you don't know? As-as if you don't understand that I-" you pause, your body tenses.

"That you?" Jimin presses.

"I love you, Park Jimin! I fucking love you!!" You scream at his face.

Jimin's face takes up a devilish grin, as he tries to tease you more, "Oh you do? Are you sure it's not the alcohol?"

"Alcohol? It's fucking Alcohol? Yes! I kept on drinking, and didn't wanna come back home from the bar. Jungkook and Sol-bin had to peel me off from the bar stool to get me in the car because you, you didn't pay me attention during the entire night!! And you say it's Alcohol? I cried like a baby sitting at the back of the car, Jimin!" A lone tear rolls down your cheek.

Jimin quickly wipes that with his thumb. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Y/N. I didn't know."

"Why didn't you know, Jimin?" You sniff. "You are a bad boy and I know I have to pay the price but… but… why don't you understand I'm always waiting for your texts, I'm always looking forward to seeing you waiting below my apartment to pick me up for a random long drive. Why can't you see the way I admire you even when the vending machine lights illuminate your beautiful face? How much obvious do I have to be for you to understand that I'm in love with you?"

Jimin is awestruck. He knew you liked him but he was just testing your limits since you're one of the most stubborn persons he has ever encountered. He wanted to see if he was another of your shiny toys or you actually felt something for him. Taking care of Soo-hui and paying you no attention was one of his plans but he didn't expect you to break down like this. He didn't expect you to confess that you fell for him.

"Y/N, I-" he tries to say something but nothing comes out.

"I know the reputation I have doesn't suggest that I can be in love with someone so pathetically. But Jimin, it's new. The feeling that I have got, it's new. I can't quite explain… you, you are different from others. You.. you… I don't fucking know!" You growl.

Jimin understands your frustration. Not being able to put your feelings into words is frustrating indeed.

"All I know it's that I'm ready to try. I'm ready to dive into the unknown with you. If it's a breakable heaven, then let's make no rules. Let's just go with the flow. I- I probably don't make any sense right now. But it's been a cruel summer with you. Cruel enough for me to want you to know what I feel for you, how much I feel for you, wondering if you feel the same or not. I just- I can't take it anymore."

Jimin holds both of your hands on his. He brings those to his lips and kisses both of the back of your hands, "I never imagined for it all to happen like this but I am happy. I waited for you to finally come out of your shell and tell me what you feel, Y/N, because I feel just the same if not more. I love you too. I always have. And it's been a cruel summer for me too. Now let's make it better together, okay?"

You smile through tears, leaning down to reach Jimin's chest. He holds you close making up for all the times he made you pine after him when he clearly loved you back just as much.

#bts fluff #jimin fluff #bts x reader #jimin x reader #bts angst #jimin angst #bts fanfiction #bts fanfic #bts x you #bts x y/n #jimin x you #jimin x y/n #bts jimin #park jimin

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pablotools · 20 days ago

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What is PabloTools, and how is it useful for developers or creators?

PabloTools is a browser-based web application that brings together over 30 lightweight tools designed for everyday tasks commonly faced by developers, content creators, and students. The main idea behind it is efficiency—not necessarily offering the most advanced features, but instead providing fast, simple tools that run instantly without needing installations or switching between apps.

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QR Code Generator

Text Compare

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Unit and Color Pickers

One of the standout features is the Quick Access Panel, where users can pin their most-used tools for faster access. Also, all processing, especially for files like images, videos, or audio, happens locally in the browser, which helps protect privacy.

There's a free tier with limited access, and a subscription-based model for those who want to unlock the full set of tools and customization options (like choosing between different color themes).

Overall, PabloTools is built for people who want to save time on repetitive micro-tasks without compromising their workflow. It’s not meant to replace full-featured software but to make small tasks faster and more convenient.

#web developers #educators

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sktthemes1 · 2 months ago

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fruitydraugr · 2 years ago

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Miraak Combat Headcanons

As a disclaimer - all of these are going to be very canon divergent, and based almost exclusively off of my own logic and interpretation. To get a good baseline of the type of combat I describe here, I recommend watching some of Monty Oum's animations, as he is my biggest inspiration.

Weaponry

Something I personally noticed in my fight with Miraak is that he doesn't use his staff as often as I would expect him to, and instead relies on his magic first, and sword second. I also personally find his staff redundant for the combat style I expected him to have, and have thus removed it altogether. Replaced with a mandatory dodge roll. He can also wuld, of course.

As for his magic, I predominantly see him using lightning magic when I fight him, which I'll go on more about in the personality segment. I would usually say this goes hand in hand with his sword - magnetizing it and wielding it without his hands, electrifying it for more damage - but it doesn't seem to be a mortal metal.

Separation and individuality seem to be a big theme with Miraak, so I'm going to be keeping his magic, and his blade separate from one another.

There's a few ways this can be made interesting, but because I see Miraak as extremely lightweight, I'm effectively going to make it a cooler version of Skyrim's off-hand magic - he uses his blade with his right hand, and grabs, blocks, or punches with his left.

A few of his spells can be used to magnetize others' weaponry, even shields, and either disarm them or launch them back at his opponent, usually too fast for them to recognize what's happening.

Miraak is also extremely lightweight, as I mentioned before. He isn't the most agile, his bones are starting to hurt, but he's still faster and trickier than the average Dragon Priest. Predominantly relies on blocking, dodge rolls, or jumping back in order to avoid damage.

Personality

How someone fights has a big impact on their personality, and vice versa, at least from the way that I write.

I have a headcanon that the personality of a mage will determine what element they excel in - for this case, we'll be using Skyrim's three dominant elements. Fire, ice, and lightning.

Miraak is unreliable and unpredictable in his everyday life. He's not exactly what I would call loyal, either, no matter who it's to. But he's still remarkably smart, curious, and rather strong when it comes down to it.

Lightning magic fits the bill here almost perfectly. He would be well aware of the pros and cons of his element, and with all the time he's spent in Apocrypha, he has a masterful grasp on it. The unpredictability and inherent danger of lightning magic, despite it being amazing all the same, is perfect for Miraak.

As for his blade, it's distinctly damaged. Scratched, unpolished, poorly taken care of, and most likely ancient. The tip is still sharp, but I believe that's only because it isn't a mortal metal - it's a gift from Hermaeus Mora.

I personally feel this represents Miraak's exhaustion with being trapped, hatred of Hermaeus Mora, and, despite appearing otherwise on the surface, lack of care for himself.

Much of Solstheim's plot didn't feel like Miraak trying to take over the world, despite how it was portrayed. It felt very much like an escape mission, someone who was doing everything awful (don't get me wrong, Miraak did some horrible shit to put it lightly) in order to build his power and leave.

(I do firmly believe that Miraak did all these things to build his ego, again, don't get me wrong, and it was a wholly disgusting way to go about things. I still like to peer deeper into his personality, though.)

The only reason that Miraak carries Mora's sword with him now is because it reminds him of how far he's come. He sharpens the blade as an act of self care - he feels rather tied to the blade at this point, and doesn't feel right trying to take care of himself without taking care of something he owns.

Either way. Miraak wielding his blade is an indicator of anger, self-loathing, and exhaustion pre-escape, and of recovery and determination post-escape.

Style (And Examples)

So, how does this all culminate?

Miraak has an abnormal spellsword combat style, with his shouts adding some extra options.

I would personally describe it as rather defensive, but understand that this doesn't mean he's not trying to win. You can be aggressive without being on the offensive.

Much of his style relies on waiting for his opponent to approach, and then demolishing them with a combination of lightning spells, mostly AoE, and using his blade when they come too close. Struggles greatly with any form of ranger for this reason.

Some of his spells can cover a rather large area or offer passive damage - a thunderstorm, runes, cloak spells - and he readily uses this to his advantage. Much of his strategy revolves around making the environment inhospitable both for himself and his foe, relying on his armor and resistances to his own magic in order to minimize recoil.

This usually results in collateral damage, and a very ruined arena after the fight.

His swordsmanship has struggled in Apocrypha, but he's had enough time to practice. Has improper form when fighting, but utilizes his shouts or magic to circumvent this, not to mention that he swings very hard.

Miraak's blade is somewhat heavy, so he tends to get in a flurry of slashes before backing up, and reintroducing himself to the fight.

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I think that's all I have for now, though, the Monster is wearing off :] Hope y'all like it!

#Marlin #Skyrim #Miraak #Skyrim Miraak #Skyrim headcanons #TES headcanons #Gonna do the Tribunal and Daedric Princes next!#Sotha Sil and Miraak would have a CRAZY matchup. I know next to nothing about Seht but that fight would be nuts.#Very evenly matched #If any of you have any requests or suggestions for matchups I ENCOURAGE you to send them!!! Please send them!!#Fightcanons Series

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pouch510 · 1 month ago

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theresattrpgforthat · 10 months ago

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THEME: Bittersweet Futures

Today’s recommendation is all about games that bring us into speculative futures, from the highly plausible to the completely fantastical. You’ll find giant bugs, machine animals, and eco punk anti-fascists in this collection of games.

Autostede, by Kettle and Clock.

You are a Drover. Your mechanical companion, your “Autostede,” is all that keeps you safe against the deadly plants and roving wild stedes in the wilderness between towns. And you keep them running. Together, you can take on the world, which is good because the world is a dangerous place and its your job to keep the small, separated towns safe and connected.

Autostede is a tabletop roleplaying game Illuminated by LUMEN in which you play as Drovers, the few who choose to modify their Autostedes into weapons capable of surviving the harsh wilderness between towns.

Actions taken with the ‘stede interact with their wishes, turning every roll into an ongoing conversation with your companion, where you come together to find the best solution to a problem.

Autostede feels very much inspired by Horizon Zero Dawn, with a bit of a western twist. Character creation involves two parts. First is Drover Creation, which is attached to your mask, an air filtration device that also grants special skills and points towards one of the three main stats as a strength for you. The second part is your Stede, a character sheet with a 4-section hex grid, with each hex representing attribute bonuses, passive abilities, and modules that can serve as weapons, power generators, extra limbs, and so on.

While the game is based in LUMEN, there’s definitely pieces of it that feel unique, such as your mechanical steeds, and the way skills are used in the game. Each character has access skills that are generally useful, but also can do things that feel a little unhelpful, such as “bewilder” or “consider”. These are Recovery skills; most skills are Spent when you use them and can’t be used right away again after you’ve used them, but Recovery skills can be used to refresh your options, in a sense. These balances of skills feels like a great way to introduce pauses into what might otherwise feel like a hectic game, encouraging your characters to demonstrate weaknesses or narrative moments that are more about the character than what the character is doing.

If you love building custom mechs but still want a lightweight set of rules, I definitely recommend Autostede.

Paratype, by megasomamars.

"The world ended long ago. It doesn’t matter how; pollution, nuclear fallout or some cataclysmic event, no one really knows. What they do know is that it didn’t take long for the bugs to show up. Giant insects terrorize what remains of humanity, leaving survivors scrounging for what little resources they can get.

For most, life in the wasteland has become fast, dangerous and insectile. Thanks to science, some individuals have even found a way to splice their DNA with that of these mutant invertebrates to develop strange new adaptations of their own. These hybrids are humanity's newest area and last hope. Now all that’s left is to survive."

Paratype is an interesting little hybrid of a game. The basic rules involve rolling to hit a difficulty level, with rules for both advantage and disadvantage. However, the game also includes a special roll called the Risk roll, which involves rolling 2d20 and taking the result that is the farthest from 10. This is great for situations where you want either a fantastic success or a deadly failure.

Characters have four general stats, with sub-stats that represent specialties, which reminds me of World of Darkness or Genesys games. The inventory system takes inspiration from Mausritter, consisting of hexagonal shapes that can be filled with different size items. If you buy a backpack, your inventory expands!

Finally, the Health of your character is measured in both Hit Points and Stress points. You lose hit points, and gain Stress points. Running out of HP = death, while hitting max SP leads to your character going “feral”, which makes your character virtually unplayable. I think the explanation in the lore for this is a DNA splice that has changed your character to make them better survivors. I also feel like it carries echoes of Trauma in Blades in the Dark, or Corruption in Urban Shadows, except that in Paratype, SP can be healed a little easier.

Light Eaters, by blindink.

An interstellar encounter brought a Light to the earth, corrupting reality and leaving humanity in ash. The last city stands against the inevitable, remnants of the pre-existing mortal Authority desperately clutching for power. Degenerates stalk the wasteland with insatiable hunger, encircling the dying carcass of order. You are the misfits, the should-not-bes, the first and last signs of apocalypse. Born from the end, you are Light Eaters. In your wake, nothing will ever be the same.

Light Eaters is a campaign-style role-playing game for three or more players, telling the story of the last city hurtling towards an inevitable end. Players take the role of Light Eaters, near immortal post-human beings watching helplessly as humanity as we know it comes to an end, fighting back against the Authority and the effects of their own Degeneration. They decide for themselves what matters, and what they take with them into this new world.

Light Eaters uses 6-diced dice as resources, which you can place on slots in 4 different move categories in order to set yourself up for action scenes. You can only assign 4’s, 5’s and 6’s: 2’s and 3’s can be re-rolled, while 1’s inflict conditions or allow something called Chaos to rise. Your characters can work as a team, sharing dice and distributing Conditions evenly, and you can also oppose one-another, attempting to disrupt each-other’s rolls by spending personal resources.

The general game play appears to consist of an over-arching problem, with various levels framed as scenes. Each scene will include an obstacle, often in the form of opposing NPCs. These NPCs carry Facets that can be damaged through the actions of the PCs, and each Facet consists of descriptive words that represent powers and personalities that will affect the NPC’s choices. Over time, Chaos will build, triggering new events every time you reach a new level. When Chaos reaches level 4, the game is over; narrate what happens based on the events that have happened so far.

This game looks like a great option for players who want stakes that raise higher and higher, and plenty of ways to interpret their special powers; You can get a taste of this game by checking out an ashcan scenario, called Light Eaters: Thunderfuck, a scenario with pre-generated characters and a problem that each character is motivated to solve.

Bug World, by alfie meyer.

Maybe the apocalypse could have been averted, but it wasn’t, and here we are, in a brand new world. this isn’t your cold, nuclear winter, sparse and dead kind of post-apocalypse. the end sent the world on a new course, brimming with life - just not quite as much human life as before. ok, barely any. in the super oxygen-rich atmosphere of the earth today, insect life has thrived. it only took a few decades for bugs to reach incredible sizes, and now, about a century-and-a-half after the disaster, gargantuan insects are a normal sight.

from a ladybug the size of a dog, to millipedes that might as well be trains, to horned beetles with skeletons big enough to use as shelter. bugs are huge and they are everywhere. the remaining humans have domesticated some, trained others, made wary peace with some intelligent groups, and carved themselves out sections of the world to live.

Bug World is a Powered by the Apocalypse game in that mechanically, it carries a lot of the hallmarks: playbooks, stats that add modifiers to moves, and graded success. It’s also literally a post-apocalypse: the world is broken and dangerous, and the players are scavenging to survive and learning about the past in the process. However, I think in comparison to Apocalypse World, the moves and goals of the characters are less integrated; in Apocalypse World, a character is motivated by lack of resources to intimidate, insinuate, and barter with the other inhabitants of their settlement for more. In Bug World, you are instead motivated to work together to go searching for the things you need to survive.

The Distant Shore, by The Ignis Court.

Transhumanity's empire has been sundered. The Machine Minds they had relied too heavily upon have left them, and Earth too has disappeared. The Settlements across the Sol System have been left scattered and isolated in the black. As megacorp, fascists, and Psionic Tyrants begin movement to take advantage, an entity known as the Distant Shore has manifest from Ceres, and its caustic light has begun tugging at the psyche of every thinking being.

Lucky then that the Machine Minds saw fit to offer you a parting gift: an Ancile, fragment of the Machine Minds. Their nature symbiotic with your own names you Psion, and one capable of great and terrible power.

This is the Distant Shore.

The Distant Shore is a very interesting example of how your characters’ backgrounds and the lore of the game are built into the process of character creation. For example, you must choose a character background that will place you on the outside of the system of power, and each character must also contain an Ancile that gives them incredible power while also makes them dangerous.

The system itself uses d20’s, with a 10 as a threshold for success. However, how well you succeed is determined by your character’s skills - if you are Untrained in a skill, a success is still partial, and if you are Trained in a skill that aligns with your background, you cannot fail. Your training also determines critical points of your backstory. For example; if you are Trained in Engage, name a fight you didn’t win and what it cost you. I love that these kinds of tie-ins ensure that the players will learn what they need to know about the setting without overloading them with information.

The designer also has an adventure document for this game called No More Tourists, if you need a place to start.

Why We Fight, by Stop, Drop & Roll Games Studio. Why We Fight is a solarpunk narrative TTRPG where you play a crew of eco-punks fighting fascism to build a brighter, greener future.

Your Crew will journey through the remains of a post-civil war country to save lives, reclaim nature, create a community of compassion, and beat back the oppressive forces that threaten the chance for a new start.

But most of all, it’s about learning about each other, and the things that inspire us. It’ll take close co-operation and a diverse set of skills, but together, we can make change!

Why We Fight can be played solo and GM-less, with the elements that would normally be GM-ed attached to randomizers to help the group construct missions together if that is what you so desire. The game is focused on a post-apocalypse that highlights many concerns about the consequences of an increase in fascist-leaning governance, which means it isn’t necessarily escapist, but it might give your table the space to talk about elements of the future that cause them anxiety. It might also give you a chance to demonstrate agency in situations where you normally don’t.

Character specialties are distributed among mental, physical and social categories, and feel pretty standard when it comes to a list of character skills. The group works together to construct a mission, using dice to determine elements such as opportunities, locations, and various situations that may cause complications. Play happens over the passing of a day, with different modifiers attached to specialties according to the time of day. I think this might be interesting way to add complexity that encourages strategy when it comes to plotting out your next moves.

Finally, travel between conflicts and other scenes serves to flesh out the world and add depth to your character’s experiences, using roll tables to describe how small changes in the world give your characters reasons to hope.

For Further Reading...

Post Apocalyptic Community Recommendation Post

Nuclear Radiation Recommendation Post

Fallout Recommendation Post

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