#like I’m also currently doing with @dragons-locator

[yourlocalbadgerscales]

@rat-detector I know your true identity… you’re secretly Peter Pettigrew, and I will sacrifice anything, I will give all my blood, sweat and tears to track you down and force you to admit your true self to the world.

This mission has only just begun.

[leggerefiore]

Hey, I’m here to request a crk/crob dragons for cuddle headcannons if you haven’t already? All 5 of them pls, that would be preferred

cw: fluff

characters, Longan, Ananas, Pitaya, Lotus, Lychee

👁Longan Dragon Cookie🌟

⚪️ The Ivory Dragon is not overly interested in cuddling, but they would also not declare themself over the need. Rather, they are simply so busy that there is little time for them to consider such things. Merely having some form of contact with you often suffices their incessant need to touch you. A dragon's most precious treasure is their mate – and they do desire some kind of contact with you. But, it is exceedingly difficult for them to find time away from their plans and duties to do so.

⚪️ But, when they do, you find yourself completely engulfed by the dragon's larger form. Longan adores this single benefit of your current state – the exaggerated size difference. You were already smaller than them in your true form, granted, but there is something they must admit solely to themself that is cute about how you appear when pressed to them. They prefer to embrace from behind usually, having their arms secured tightly around your waist. Commonly, this is in the privacy of their nest, but when the mood strikes while on their throne – you will find yourself clung to then. Their body is a little cool due to their true nature, but it is oddly comforting. They may shift you to allow your head to rest easier against them, too. Claws often gently stroke your hair. This peace… They intend to make it eternal.

⚪️ Their true form is also something they prefer to cuddle you in within the confines of their nest. Granted, it is difficult to call it cuddling under any traditional mortal understanding. Their body coils around you as they protectively hide you away within it. Their head rests near yours. The size difference is once again even more exaggerated here. Admittedly, it is oddly comforting. Nothing will hurt you. Not with Longan guarding you.

🍍Ananas Dragon Cookie🏖

🟡 Ananas adores cuddling. Simply put, the dragon likes having their mate close, and cuddling is a pleasant way to achieve that. They wish for all to see their love and affection towards you – and this is the best way they can think to make it apparent. Whenever they can, they will often seek you out with little hesitation in pulling you into them and holding you to their larger frame. Ananas simply needs you at their side at nearly every opportunity. The draconic possessive part of their brain demands it, and they cannot overcome that instinct.

🟡 More often than not, you are held in their lap as they stroke your hair while they sit comfortably on their throne. Any offerings brought to them have their poor islanders bearing witness to an hours long cuddle session that seems unending. Their arms are tight around your waist. Kisses are pressed wherever skin is available to them. Location is unimportant to them, if the urge strikes them – they will take what they desire with little mind. Ananas regularly grabs you from behind in public, but in private they prefer to hold you to them as you face them. Your head is gently pressed near the gem in their chest as they hum. The tranquillity of it all… The sight of you so close to them is utterly beautiful and something that must be preserved.

🟡 The Golden Dragon's true form is a sight to behold – are you not lucky to be allowed to bask in its glory? By bask, Ananas means lay against their side. Cuddling is much harder in this form, but their efforts are mostly letting their tail curl around you as you nap against them. They have a warmth to them – like the sun itself. There is no urge to leave after you get comfortable. They feel contented just knowing that you are there with them.

🗡Pitaya Dragon Cookie🍉

🔴 The Red Dragon was not above cuddling, but they certainly were not the most frequent in engaging. Mostly because they usually found themself off doing whatever. Battles took up most of their time, and one could not really cuddle in the middle of combat. Now, they do not oppose cuddling and in fact often cling to you whenever they are with you in their nest. The issue is… they do not really return to their nest overly frequently. They are quite fond of travelling around their perceived territory.

🔴 But, when the opportunity arises – Expect to be pulled in by the dragon's strength while they bury their face into your nape. Instantly, they are overcome with the base need to just be close to their mate. Location does not matter, if you are near and the mood strikes, you will be pulled in. They let out strange noises – Something like a low rumble. Their arms are wrapped around your waist. They hold tight, typically preferring a sitting position. Their tail may even come around your leg, showing the missing tip. Teeth may nibble at your neck. Pitaya's affection always turns into random, claiming events. When they get you in their nest to cuddle and sleep, they like holding you to them from behind. You are so tiny… Their tail comes around you again alongside their wings. This is one of the few times they let themself rest around another being. Though, you will feel like you are being baked alive due to their heat.

🔴 In their true form, they are quite massive to any mortal size, but they do wish to cuddle even still. Most of the time, you are just pressed against their side as their tail curls around your body. But, sometimes, they grab you and hold you in their grip. Nothing can even dare get within a certain radius of you two without being burned alive. This is a precious moment to the dragon, who normally couldn't care less for sentimentality. It will not be interrupted.

🪷Lotus Dragon Cookie🌊

🔵 Lotus does enjoy cuddling. It crosses their mind throughout the day, and they often indulge whenever they please. They care very little for mortal standards when it comes to draconic needs related to their mate. But, sometimes, they just are simply overwhelmed with something that it holds them back from their partner. These moments are a little frustrating, but they suppose self-restraint is a bit important. They do plan just when they can recoup with you, though. Expect the Blue Dragon to call your name and wave you over.

🔵 Their favourite position is often laying down. They prefer facing one another, too. Frequently, they will hold your head to their chest and hum some song they are working on. Fingers gently comb through your hair. Lotus is admittedly fascinated with just how entertaining you are to them. Having you around for simply anything makes their days filled with more excitement. A few gentle pecks are trailed across your jawline until they reach your lips. Sporadically, though, they do wish to rest their head on your chest and listen to the steady beat of your heart. How fragile you are… Your fingers comb through their long strands as they lose their train of thought. Serenity is achieved with you alone.

🔵 Cuddling in their true form… Well, they certainly will not deny you the opportunity, but… Their size does make it quite difficult. Their limbs are also not… quite capable of holding you in that form. But, should you insist, they shall indulge. Seeing you hold on to one of their flippers and nuzzle into the scaled flesh. Their eyes narrow. How cute.

💜Lychee Dragon Cookie🍇

🟣 Seeing as they are already basically attached at your hip, cuddling is certainly something that happens as often as it can. The dragon needs to be close to you, so that is simply the best option available, no? Though, while they have to do stuff for Longan, they suppose they cannot. And the other dragon would not be too happy if they smelled of a mortal. So, they have to deny themself a bit. Just a bit, however. They are not one for self-control.

🟣 Lychee does not mind clinging to you, but they do prefer you clinging to them, first. Your arms coming around their neck or waist and holding them to you. They let out a giggle and reciprocate. They nuzzle into your chest and sigh. All they want is to be this close with you always. Frequently, you both end up cuddling within the confines of their nest, the soft padding supporting your bodies. They almost sound like they are purring. A smug expression is frozen on their face. They adore being this close. If they had it their way, they would have this always. But, alas, they must settle for these fleeting moments for now.

🟣 Your request to cuddle in their dragon form shocked them. But… Who were they to deny you? They used their small limbs to pull you to them as their tail around you. They really hold you too tightly, digging their claws into your unconsciously. Your body being so much smaller than theirs is a dynamic they enjoy indulging when they could. Any onlookers may think you are being suffocated, however. Beware.

[melliae]

Crazy Thoughts About Canto VIII Part 3

Did you know that in Hundred-Footed Death Maggot’s background has a sarcophagus at the center? But not any type of coffin; it’s an open one.

And it’s either filled with scrolls or bandages. I’m more partial to the second option, as the EGO animation is clearly inspired by the Jiangshi, or the Chinese “hopping vampire” (who was referenced all the way back in Canto V, as a story Hong Lu said Xiren told him once). This basically tells us that Centipede Apostle is a vampiric creature at some level… and that the same applies to the Elders or Xianren of H Corp.

Why do I say that? Well, beyond the similitude between the EGO background and the Tiekan temple (铁槛寺, or “Temple of the Iron Cage”), it’s because this last location was the family crypt or mausoleum of the Jia family in DotRC as far as I know. But then again, that’s something most people here intuit already, right? Especially with what Jia Mu said about following the “rivers’ path” despite the supposed obsession of the Elders of Hongyuan with immortality.

Anyway, the correlation between the Jiangshi and the Elders is interesting due to how contradictory it is: the Elders are Xianren, or the famous Immortals, ascetic sages or mystics that were able to attain immortality. Many things are said about them that I won’t touch here, but the important thing is that, like every good ascetic, connections with the natural world are present.

And Hong Lu said that the path towards the Elders looks even more “outside-ish” than the outside itself. Besides, the house above looks pretty metallic, with the mountains there referencing their classical depictions in East Asia to boot.

Anyway, as I said, Xian are supposed to be immortals, but true immortals. They do not age nor get sick. So, why are the Elders obsessed with the “immortality of the mind”? There are several options, but thanks to the above explanation, I’m partial to the idea they genuinely died and got resurrected, their bodies rotten and unable to leave the Tiekan temple, either because whatever “magic” they used ties them to it or because the Head will fuck them up if they go out.

(Look at those claws!)

Now, the connection between Centipede Apostle and the Elders seems to go deeper too, as the pillars in the temple have engraved centipedes on them.

(It could also be a dragon…)

So the connection is very obvious, and considering Ishamel’s EGO Corrosion, the Elders are pretty desperate to go outside. Their search for the immortality of the mind likely has to do with the idea of preserving their individuality in another body, skipping all possible limitations their current form of bodily immortality has. And for that matter, yes, I’m completely sure about the body snatching theory thanks to a certain post I read some days ago.

“蝍蛆殺” is the Chinese “name” of the EGO, and it’s a reference to The Erya, a book of the Song period that, as the post writes, describes how centipedes can eat the brain of snakes. Again, centipedes—the Elders—can eat the brain of serpents. 

So yeah, the Elders are a bunch of sadistic vampires that want to eat people’s individuality. Worse of all? It has a fuckin’ explanation thanks to Hundred-Footed Death Maggot’s passive: Reversal Death by Gu Poison.

So, the Gu poison is the easiest part to understand: it’s an esoteric poison created by sealing several venomous animals (like the centipede) in a box or similar so they can kill each other, under the belief it would concentrate the toxins into the last survivor. Naturally, such a potent poison is extremely useful for evil magic and curses, such as killing people… But reversal of death? That’s a new one, and if what I think is correct, it means the Elders are being kept alive by the concentrated curses in Daguanyuan, Hongyuan, and, thanks to Hong Lu, the entire City, as they are nothing but enormous “boxes” in their own ways.

Now, since that conclusion looks pretty wild, I decide to check the Korean name of the passive to check it: “고독반살”, where “고독” should be read as “Gu Poison,” and “반살” as either “reversed kill” or “half kill.” So yeah, it’s likely the Elders feed from the misery they watch in BaoyuTV, just like the Jiangshi absorb the qi or life force of people. And returning to vampiric creatures…

I described Four-Hundred Roses as the embodiment of people that can’t let go of their desires and thus end up living life through others, with the “Four-Hundred” part referring to the countless names the Abnormality acquires (Millarca, Carmilla) in a fruitless attempt at changing its core nature—a bloody and meaningless imitation of baptism. And I hope you are familiar with the theory of how the RR final bosses foreshadow the final encounter of the next Canto because, while I don’t believe it too much, what I described is eerily similar to the Elders’ situation, isn’t it? And fortunately, someone on Reddit already did the heavy editing work :) If the theory is right, then the Elders will merge into a single entity…

I also want to highlight how similar those wings from the CG are to the ones in Hong Lu’s Tears of Tarnished Blood. What does that mean? I’m not sure. I just wanted to mention it xD.

At any rate, the TL;DR version of this… theory, I guess, is:

The Elders were resurrected and now are hiding in the Tiekan temple for ABC reasons.

They need to feed on misery and pain to keep their immortality.

They are losing their individual differences, bearing different names despite slowly becoming one entity.

The final fight will be against the resulting “Gu Poison,” which either will be its own entity or hijack Jia Mu’s body.

Did you know metal is weak against water according to the Wuxing?

[intothegenshinworld]

Fate’s Destiny ~ Chapter 10 || New goals

You somehow, not being able to explain it, had fallen into the Genshin world you know oh-so-well. You were no new player and had explored most of the nooks and crannies of the world. When you first had woken up in Windrise you wondered; it might be a dream, after all, you were behind your screen usually, and now- here? It made no sense, and the world was keen on keeping it that way.

Warnings: Spoilers for main story.

Word count: 3.5k+

Auteurs note: My health is worsening. This chapter has been prewritten and queued in advance because of it. I hope you can enjoy it

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Almost half an hour ago, Ningguang had walked into the room to inform you of Lumine and Paimon’s whereabouts. Thankfully, they hadn’t been in trouble and were still in Liyue harbor, searching for a way to find either a member of the Qixing, Rex Lapis, or you, until they were approached by one of Ningguang’s closest confidantes.

It was also Ningguang who informed you that you were currently in the infamous Jade Chamber, which floated at a nearly impossibly high altitude in the sky. Despite their vow to keep your identity a secret,  you chose to stay hidden from the workers and remained inside. This meant that you hadn’t witnessed the vast distance with your own eyes. However, the safety of the walls surrounding you gave little comfort after Ningguang revealed your location. 

Neither Zhongli's reassurance nor hers would make you feel more at ease during your stay above the clouds.

While awaiting Lumine and Paimon's arrival in the Jade Chamber, Zhongli kept his promise by having you sit down and focus on the stories depicted on the silk tapestries.

Battles and friendships from long ago do not return your memories, but you now know why Zhongli and Xiao validate you so. In the stories, it sounds like you were close friends before you lost your memories. It must be saddening for them to realise that these moments no longer remain with you. 

Ningguang interrupts the comfortable silence once more, “Creator, Rex Lapis.”

When you look up at her, you see your beloved friends by her side. Without a second to waste, you jump out of your chair. You practically stumble forward as you race across the room. 

“Y/n.” Lumine wraps her arms around you once you’re close enough, followed by Paimon wrapping her smaller ones over hers. In this short time, you had become close with both of them. If fate would be kind to you, it’d keep the three of you connected till the end of time.

After a short moment, you remove your hands from Lumine’s back and flash her an apologetic look, saying, “I’m sorry.” You glance away with a feeling of guilt. “I wanted to come back for you but a lot happened. And by the time I could do something, Lady Ningguang had already sent someone to get you up here.”

Lumine’s lips curve upwards, “There’s nothing to forgive, so don’t apologise. Xiao ended up helping us a great deal.”

Paimon nods her head vigorously. “Paimon admits Paimon was scared when Xiao suddenly showed up and told us we were followed. Paimon thought we were going to have to fight another dragon or something, but it ended up being a simple misunderstanding.”

You raise an eyebrow. “Dragon?”

A chair scrapes against the wooden floor. When you look over your shoulder towards the source, you see Zhongli has risen to his full height. His expression is calm and unrevealing of his emotions, as usual. It’s a look that radiates power—yet is devoid of intimidation and threat. 

He takes a step forward. “It is a pleasure to see you again, traveller.”

Lumine nods her head in acknowledgment, but it’s Paimon who responds. “Paimon is really happy too. Maybe after all this walking around, y/n is finally able to return their memories.” She turns to you with an encouraging smile and puts her thumbs up. 

“We… talked quite a lot already,” You point at the silk tapestries hanging from the ceiling. “I haven’t been able to recall anything yet, but I understand my position better after a little history lesson.”

Paimon awes at the pieces of art you pointed out. She floats further into the room without much care of intrusion. “Is that you?” 

You walk up to Paimon with Lumine following from behind. The little pixie had stopped in front of a silk tapestry that depicts Zhongli and some stone frog-dragon-thing that you’ve come to know as ‘Azdaha’. On the tapestry, you hold out your hand to ‘Azdaha’, a golden glow falling onto the skull of the beast and depicting you as a saviour of sorts. Zhongli, or Rex Lapis, or Morax—the names are a lot—is illustrated to stand behind you with his arms crossed. The tapestries aren’t detailed enough to show expressions, but the resemblance is certain. 

Similar to Paimon, Lumine looks at it with interest and curiosity. Her awe is less evident as her eyes glide over the picture, always carefully hiding her emotions. She seems a bit more hesitant for some reason, slowly taking in any detail and new information.

And while you and your companions stand in front of the tapestry, Zhongli seems to have made his way over as well because he stands next to you when he starts to explain the history behind the art, 

“Mortals have always had a fascination with the Creator. This specific tapestry demonstrates a power we used to call; ‘light energy’. It’s unlike any other elemental energy—something only the Creator is capable of.”

You look at the picture with yearning. Could this truly be you? Did you belong in such a timeline once upon a time? 

All of the stories Zhongli had told you were magnificent, almost in a dramatic soap series kind of way. It makes it hard to wrap your head around everything. It’s surreal to have history depict you as such a powerful being, especially when you’re unable to deny nor confirm the facts yourself. 

You catch Paimon staring at you. A nervous laugh escapes your lips. “Don’t look at me like that. I’m also unable to believe that’s me.”

Zhongli follows your laugh with a warm chuckle. “All in due time. For now, let’s take a seat. I would be delighted to answer any inquiries you may have.”

Uncertainty builds up in your stomach as you move in one of the four chairs surrounding the square table which is boldly placed in the middle of the room.  Because of its square shape, it has four equal sides, and thus no head. A design choice for a meeting table, a place where all participants would be equal, you suspect. 

Lumine’s eyes are already fixed on you when you turn to her. She gives you a small nod as she settles in the chair on your left while Paimon takes the one on your right. Zhongli takes the only seat left and comfortably settles across from you.

Once everyone is settled, you clear your mind. The small gnosis groans as if protesting, and you clutch it tightly in the hope of suffocating the reverberating rumbles it releases.

Then, you start, “Up until now, I've worked hard to regain my memories with the gnosis, but without success.” It trembles in your hand. “It isn’t enough. And while I’m eternally grateful for your help and willingness to tell me all of these memories that I should remember, I know I’m running out of time.”

The room falls silent as you finish your story, “—every moment I waste trying to figure out how to unlock my memories with a gnosis that wasn’t meant for me, is another moment where my memories slip from me. I need to know why you thought the gnosis would help me, and why it isn’t.”

Zhongli brings the teacup from the table to his mouth. It’s a calculated action, as if he’s trying to extend this moment, which brings a newfound anxiety for the answer he’s withholding. 

Once he lowers the teacup onto the table, he answers. “The gnoses were gifted by Celestia, but created from you. In its rawest form, the gnoses should be part of your lifeforce—your aura.”

The gnosis in your hands vibrates weakly when you look at it. Aside from the occasional surge of elemental power it seems to release, you haven’t felt a personal connection to the object ever since receiving it.

Why could that be?

“If I may be so bold,” Zhongli folds his hands over each other. “Your memories should have returned by now. The energy should have recognised its Creator. It is a similar concept to the ley lines, if that helps your understanding.”

Lumine frowns. “But…?”

“But if your memories are yet to return, perhaps the problem lies elsewhere.” 

You think about Zhongli’s words. Previously, you had assumed all of your problems to disappear if you were to remember everything. But what if there was another problem? Could you have missed the bigger picture that caused your fading memories? 

While you were more than displeased at this revelation, his statement seemed highly likely. 

“You believe this because of my aura? Since only a few seem to recognise it?” You look from Zhongli, to Lumine and Paimon, over to Xiao—who remains standing upright behind his Archon. 

Zhongli hesitates. “This is a possibility we should consider, yes.”

Xiao clears his throat. “Creator. Perhaps this could be because mortals aren’t able to comprehend weaker amounts of your energy. The traveller is an outlander, maybe they’re more sensitive to it as we are.”

“No.” You reject his idea. “I’ve met ordinary people who have been able to recognise my aura. Even if it was one, it’s unlikely to be an anomaly.”

Paimon puts her hands on her head. “Wait. Paimon is confused. Doesn’t this make the problem much bigger?” 

You look over to the little pixie who is visibly distressed with the new information. The corners of your lips lift despite the gloomy situation. She cares about you—as do the others in this room. 

Your conversation with Kaeya from the day before flashes through your mind.

“Why don’t you ask Rex Lapis himself? After all, he is the best person to seek answers from. As much as I love Mondstadt, I fear our Archon is as free as its people, so I can’t advise you to come back with me onto a journey to find the lost Barbatos.”

Kaeya's eyes had been fixated on the gnosis moments prior. You had wondered why he seemed so uninterested in it. After all, getting to know that gnoses exist and seeing one right in front of him should stir some feelings in him. Regardless of those being positive or negative.  

Perhaps in the grand scheme of things, it no longer seemed as potent as before.

In the past weeks you’ve been trying to unlock your memories through the geo gnosis without prevailing. Then, you spent a few hours listening to—what should be—your memories, without ever recalling them. 

If the geo Archon can’t help you, maybe you should seek an audience with another one.

While it seems like a good next step in your mission to recover your memories, you realise how hard this information will be for Zhongli. He’d been more than willing to spend the next century reciting all of his memories in the hopes of your own returning. Unfortunately, you need more than stories to fix this problem.

“What about the other Archons?” You ask carefully.

Zhongli furrows his eyebrows for a split second. Then he purses his lips, carefully thinking about his next words. “You wish to send a message to the Tsaritsa?”

You blink. Had he assumed you wanted to reach out to the cryo Archon after your prior interaction with La Signora? While you hadn’t been too opposed to it, Lumine and Paimon had warned you about the Fatui. 

Could you trust the cryo Archon?

“I was thinking about someone closer. A neighbouring nation, if preferable. Do you think Sumeru could help us?”

Paimon gasps. Before she can speak, Lumine interjects. “We have met the anemo Archon in the past. We could return to Mondstadt. It’s closer than Sumeru and we’re already acquainted, making it easier to find him.”

With your trusty cloak and the traveller as your aid, you will be able to explore the city without an uproar. In the worst scenario, not only Lumine would have your back, but Kaeya and Albedo too. Surely people would be more trusting of you with them by your side. 

But… 

Why would you cause an uproar?

Paimon continues, “If anyone recognises you, we can simply explain the situation to Acting Head Master Jean. After all, we saved Mondstadt with her. She’ll likely trust us if we tell her what’s been going on.” 

Right. The aura problem. 

What is wrong with you? How could you forget something you were just talking about?

You nod to yourself. “I suppose we now know our next move.”

Slowly, your eyes move up and shift over your companions in the room. Xiao and Lumine keep their emotions hidden behind a mask of neutrality, while Paimon wears hers visible with pride. Zhongli though…

The geo Archon remains silent for a moment longer. Then he speaks in a low voice. “What more can he offer compared to me? Barbatos isn’t—.” His tone shifts, but he quickly regains himself. He looks you directly in the eyes. “I know I would be able to offer more guidance. Liyue might not offer a vast abundance of knowledge on ley lines, but we have more than enough Adepti ready to aid you. Ones with centuries of experience, and centuries of memories with you.”

You look over to Lumine for her advice. 

“In such a short time frame actions are better than stories. If you aren’t able to remember your past life now, who says you will after hearing more? If you feel like you’re running out of time, more Archons on your side might be better.” Lumine turns from you to Zhongli. “And while Liyue seems like a good place to stay, won’t it take a while before the Adepti can find out what is wrong with the Creator’s aura?”

Zhongli eyes her down like a god would to a defiant follower. Greed and envy fill his eyes, and the gnosis seems to groan in response. “And what do you think Barbatos has to offer over me?”

“A new perspective.” Lumine holds her ground. After a moment longer, she turns her head to you, ignoring the Archon in her presence. “In Mondstadt we will meet new possibilities. Maybe the Abyss order is involved like they were with Dvalin. If so, we will find more answers there.” 

Paimon seems to agree with that possibility as she nods her head furiously in response. Xiao keeps his views to himself. The only tell he shows are his pursed lips and the words he keeps locked behind.

Mondstadt, or Liyue. 

Or you’ll be putting your faith into an Archon with nearly no influence over his own lands, or you can test your time by waiting and hoping the Adepti will find an answer. 

Both options sound like too much of a gamble, and yet—

“Can’t we do both?” You look up at your companions. “I mean, there’s no need for me to stay here and wait. I can go to Mondstadt while the Adepti try to help me from a distance.”

No more counterarguments are presented. It is the perfect middle ground for a less-than-perfect situation.

“Okay,” Zhongli answers in a flat tone. He forces a small silence into the room as he formulates a plan in his mind. Then he speaks again, “The Adepti will be gathered, and we will aid you.”

His doubt hides behind under his stiff and business formed composure, yet you’re able to recognise his true feelings without much effort. 

He does not approve of your decision. 

On the other hand, both Paimon and Lumine seem visibly relieved at your choice of heading to Mondstadt. Lumine has a visible smile on her face and her eyes are filled with newfound hope. 

She leans closer to you, making her hair fall in her face when she tilts her head playfully. “Let’s go to Mondstadt.” She gives you her brightest smile. “Together.”Her joy is enough to overshadow Zhongli’s doubt, and so your own eyes start to shimmer with hope—Forgetting the consequences of your choices altogether.

You’re quick at gathering your possessions once you return to the inn. The few belongings you own are all gathered in your hands. You realise you own very little to your name. The book gifted to you by Lumine and Paimon, pyjamas and underwear that had been bought on your travels, and a toothbrush. Everything else you used on a daily basis, was shared with Lumine. 

In an attempt to fill the silence in the room, you ask a question that has been stuck in your mind for a while now, 

“Lumine, Paimon?” Both halt their movements in favour of awaiting what comes next. “I never got to ask this in the Jade Chamber, but what happened after Xiao teleported me away?” 

Paimon is immediately captivated by your question. Her eyes widen as if she’s recalling the events. “Yeah! Remember Childe? He suddenly got really mad at Lumine for no reason!” 

Her tone is a bit too excited for her words to be alarming to you. You await her explanation.

“He started to pick a fight with the traveller, and because she already had her sword out, he immediately attacked. It caused a big commotion in the harbor and Childe only ran away once the Millelith intervened.”

Lumine adds to Paimon’s story while she continues to pack her stuff. “He had been keeping a close eye on me ever since I entered Liyue. No doubt, every meeting with me had been in his favour. But in all honesty, I think the Fatui has been keeping close tabs on me ever since Mondstadt. It didn’t feel like a personal thing.”

You hum. “I’m glad you weren’t hurt.” 

“Pfft? Hurt?” Paimon snickers. “If anyone was hurt, it was Childe.”

Lumine disagrees, “If we weren’t in public, I’m not sure what would’ve happened. As a Harbinger, he has a reputation to uphold. Childe never used his full powers during the fight.”

Lumine continues. “But enough about that.” She puts her hands on her hips and turns to you. “You also mentioned meeting a Harbinger on our way back. I’m curious how your confrontation went.” 

You avert your eyes. “I’d compare it to a forced diplomatic conversation instead of a confrontation—but yes.” 

You cross your arms. It takes no effort to remember your conversation with La Signora. The deal between the geo Archon and the cryo Archon was truly peculiar. If you had chosen to stay in Liyue, you might’ve been able to figure out what this deal was about. 

“There isn’t much to note, except that she was the mediator between the cryo and geo archon for a contract. I’m unsure of whether she felt my aura or not because she saw my face.” You hum, recalling the way she addressed you. “She did not seem to like me but she had no bad intentions either.”

Paimon perks up, “Paimon is just glad Rex Lapis was there to clear up any possible confusion about your identity. If it was Childe he might’ve tried to fight you as well.”

“Mhm,” You nod your head as you look over at the pixie. “And with La Signora returning to the cryo Archon, she might be able to help me. Who knows? Maybe that’s exactly what I needed.” 

Lumine shakes her head, “Not possible.” 

Paimon seems to agree with her. She crosses her arms and huffs once. “Paimon doesn’t trust the Fatui. They only ever fight!”

“Oh?”

“That woman took the gnosis from Venti–” She screeches, “And turned Paimon into an ice cube.” 

Lumine carefully adds, “The Fatui seem to be after the gnoses. What guarantee do you have of the Tsaritsa accepting you in your current form when she won’t try to respect her other Archons?”

You frown. Your lack of information on the cryo Archon and the Fatui was making the situation difficult. Could you be making the wrong choices? And if you were, how could you trust your previous judgement of leaving Liyue?

”Do you truly believe that the Fatui has bad intentions even if Zhongli, the geo Archon, had willingly signed a contract with La Signora?”

”Oh.” Paimon rubs her head. ”Paimon forgot about that.”

”Surely he’d have the right reasons to do this, no?”

Lumine pats her travel bag a few times, making sure it’s secure before she slings it over her shoulder. ”While I understand your confusion and need for answers, I’m not sure if we’ll ever get the truth of that question. Despite Rex Lapis’ willingness to share anything with you, he didn’t seem thrilled to explain certain things in detail. At least, not with us in the room.”

She gestures to Paimon with her head. The pixie seems to visibly deflate. ”Paimon also felt like that.”

”For now,–” Lumine puts a hand on your shoulder in a comforting way, ”–let’s head to Mondstadt. It’s still early, and I’ve got a feeling it’s best to depart as soon as possible.”

You nod and place your belongings in the bag Lumine had prepared for you. ”I’m ready.”

”Paimon is too!” The pixie throws her hand in the air and races outside. ”C’mon! Paimon really wants to stop by some food stalls on the way.” 

Lumine sighs and heads out of the door, trying to stop the small companion from leaving without you. 

Your hand clamps around the gnosis. It is silent for the first time since you received it. No energy, no faint humming, no vibrations. 

…

Nothing.

You pull your cloak over your head and take the first step towards Mondstadt.

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[hotdaemondtargaryen]

TOM GLYNN-CARNEY INTERVIEWED FOR NERDIST MAGAZINE.

I'M TOLD YOU'RE ON HOLIDAY IN A REMOTE AREA, SO I HAVE TO ASK THE OBVIOUS QUESTION: ARE YOU CURRENTLY VACATIONING IN BRAVOS?

"[Laughs] No."

"No, I’m not."

INTERVIEWER: I’m in [actual location] — which Nerdist can confirm is beautiful — withheld so Aemond Targaryen doesn’t find out.

DO YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHERE LARYS IS TAKING AEGON? IS IT REALLY BRAAVOS?

"Can’t disclose that information at this point, I don’t think."

"But wherever it is, it’s somewhere."

"Sorry, I just made that up. I don’t know."

DOES AEGON HAVE ANY DOUBTS ABOUT LARYS OR DOES HE FULLY TRUST HIM AT THIS POINT?

"He’s the best of a bad bunch in the Red Keep."

"I think there is a certain amount of trust that he has towards Larys just because there’s common ground."

"They’re both physically impaired now, and Larys has lived his entire life in that state."

"So there’s some sort of connectivity going on there, but also it seems like he does have Aegon’s best interests at heart at this point."

"I don’t think Aegon wants to look too much into that at the moment."

"He will find cracks in the woodwork."

"So yeah, he’s a lifeline at the moment."

"And he shall be used accordingly."

AT THIS POINT HOW DOES AEGON FEEL ABOUT HIS MOTHER ALICENT?

"That’s a good question."

"I think he feels there’s this undying love that he has for Alicent."

"Aegon, he’s her first born son, and yet there’s never been this kind of understanding or eye-to-eye that they’ve had."

"He knows she’s flawed, and she knows he’s flawed, and I think they expect a lot from each other that neither of them are able to give."

"But at this point, he’s not thinking that rationally."

"He likes to point the finger and he needs to find somebody to blame."

"He blames Aemond, of course."

"But also for it to get to this point, Alicent has sort of steered the ship in a certain way."

"So yeah, there’s a lot going on there."

"It’s quite a complex relationship."

I KNOW AS AN ACTOR YOU HAVE TO FIND AEGON'S HUMANITY, BUT DOES THE KING HIMSELF RECOGNIZE, IN ANY WAY, HE'S A MONSTER?

"I think he’s dancing with the idea of being loved and feared at the same time."

"I know I’ve said that in interviews before, but I think it’s a good way of putting it."

"Those two things don’t really go together."

"He’s trying to work out a way for his approach to being the king and to ruling."

"He’s trying to strike a balance where he remains effective, but also people listen to him."

"At the moment he hasn’t been listened to, which is kind of why he’s had to force himself into this position of being proactive in a way that he was not ready to do."

"So, no, I don’t think he thinks he’s a monster because I don’t think he is a monster."

"I think he’s somebody who’s very tortured and traumatized by his own making really."

"But I also think it makes somebody more dangerous when they don’t realize potential."

"I don’t think he does quite just yet."

CONSIDERING I KNOW HOW IMPORTANT AEGON IS TO THE STORY, I WAS VERY FRUSTRATED BY HOW LITTLE THE SHOW FEATURED YOU IN SEASON ONE. DID YOU KNOW BACK THEN JUST HOW BIG YOUR ROLE WOULD BE IN SEASON TWO?

"I was warned it was an introduction."

"Just in terms of the time jump."

"We couldn’t really have the older versions of our characters, myself and Helaena and Aemond and the likes, because of the time jump we were making."

"I understood season one was always more of an introduction to our versions of these characters, and season two would really lift off."

"And season three and onwards would just get tastier and tastier as time went on."

"So no, I didn’t feel shortchanged or let down or anything."

"I was always updated with the plan."

THE SHOW IS CHARTING IT'S OWN COURSE AND MAKING SOME BIG CHANGES TO THE DANCE OF THE DRAGONS. HAVE (SHOWRUNNER) RYAN CONDAL AND THE WRITERS GIVEN YOU A HEADS UP ON WHAT AWAITS AEGON IN SEASONS THREE AND FOUR?

"Yeah, I’ve spoken to Ryan and writers Sara Hess and David Hancock a lot about their ideas, about the trajectory that they want Aegon to go on."

"They have been quite… there’s been details, but not too detailed because of giving things away and not locking things in the writing room."

"It’s exciting to listen to and it’s exciting to understand where their thoughts are and include me in that as well, which is great."

"It feels very collaborative that they want to know my thoughts and the rest of the actors on their own characters journeys really."

"It’s great."

I THINK THIS IS REALLY SAYING SOMETHING ON A SHOW THIS WELL ACTED: YOUR PERFORMANCE THIS YEAR WAS A REVELATION FOR MANY AND HAS RIGHTFULLY EARNED VERY HIGH PRAISE. WHAT'S IT BEEN LIKE PERSONALLY HEARING THAT KIND OF RESPONSE TO YOUR WORK?

"It’s very kind."

"Thank you."

"To be honest, I try and stay away from all of the conversations about it."

"It feels like my work, for now anyway, has been done."

"And I want to sort of put it to bed and move on and not really dwell on it."

"I think if I get too engaged with what people are saying, and the noises people are making, I’ll get too in my head."

"That’s not really the way I like to work."

"But I’m really glad to hear that people are responding well and they’re seeing lots of different colors to Aegon that they didn’t anticipate."

"That was my job from the first day on set, to bring this character to life in a multidimensional, varied, color palette kind of way."

"And he’s an absolute gift to play."

"I think you’d do well to do a bad job of a character like Aegon."

"He’s a gift that keeps on giving."

YOU HAD TO DO A LOT THIS YEAR AS AEGON. WHAT IS MORE CHALLENGING AS A PERFORMER: THE BIG PHYSICAL, LOUD, EMOTIONAL SCENES FROM EARLIER IN THE SEASON OR THE QUIETER ONES AFTER AEGON'S INJURIES?

"Both for different reasons."

"I dunno, that’s like comparing badminton with tennis, two very different sports."

"In terms of stamina, probably the louder, more kind of theatrical scenes."

"They require a lot of focus and a lot of energy and usually emotional depth and agility."

"But saying that, when I’m in the bed, covered in all the prosthetics and stuff, that’s tiring in its own way and difficult to remain focused on the task at hand."

"So yeah, both have their own challenges, but I revel in both arenas."

MY LAST QUESTION, AND I WOULD NOT FORGIVE MYSELF IF I DIDN'T ASK THIS, WHAT HAPPENED TO AEGON'S TERRIBLE LITTLE MUSTACHE FROM FIRE & BLOOD?

"[Laughs] Good question."

"You know what? I had this conversation with Amanda Knight, the wonderful hair and makeup designer on the show."

"We spoke about this at the start, about whether we could bring that to life, because I remember seeing pictures of him."

And she was like, 'You know what? You might not want to sustain that for the amount of time that we do this show. So maybe let’s go clean shaven and see where we get from there.'

"But that’s not to say that it might not come at some point, even though he has had his face burned, it might be half a mustache, but we’ll see."

[gracebethartacc]

Hewwo! You wanted mlp rw asks I hope you don't mind me putting a buncha stuff in one ask here hehe

- Ramble about CMCs maybe! How do they get their cutie marks? What's changed from canon? Do you have ideas for Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon? Do they ever attend Twilight's school maybe?

- Is Owlowiscious around? Are you keeping all the pets in general? Do you plan to redesign them at all, or are they staying pretty much the same?

- Curious to hear more about the Student Six, at least what you've figured out so far!

- I believe you've said before that the school is kinda just Twilight's thing here and I'd like to hear more about the other mane six's jobs :0 some of them are a bit obvious I guess but I always found it kinda funny that Pinkie's got so many potentials like. She briefly did some babysitting, she often bakes, she's mainly a party planner, etc. But anyway yeah like what are their jobs how're their businesses doing lol and just any notes on that that you might maybe have. Also Starlight I guess like does she have a job?

- Got anything you haven't said yet about the changelings? I know you love them, just kinda wondering if there's any details you've thought of that you've yet to share! Or maybe some little Sunrax headcanons

- Any more worldbuilding notes? More on the magic system in general, or on different locations or species or..? Just uh anything relating more to the world overall

Just stuff from the top of my head I guess. Feel free to ramble as much or as little as you want :3

SMO MANY,,,

1: honestly not many ideas for changes bc I enjoy them as is in canon! I do like them getting their marks simultaneously so I think the episode would moreso have them individually show their talents off in ways/as they help Diamond and the other students, and it would cumulate at the end w them getting their marks! I can have my cake and eat it too they can have matching And individual marks at the same time :3 for more specific stuff uhhh no scoots parents stuff here they just live w their aunts I think their parents would be a soos gravity falls dad situation like they send letters talking about their missions and all as a excuse. As for diamond and silver!! DT I’ve not rlly thought on BUT silver I’m combining with twist, so she used to be apple blooms friend, got her mark, and suddenly DT stopped bullying her and basically friend adopted her now that she was part of the cm havers (her spoon CM/name initially was a baking thing but DT saw it and assumed it was a decorative/fine china kind of thing and SS wasn’t bothered to correct her bc hey she’s being nice to me now)

2: keeping all the pets yes!! I loveee them sm I never thought to redesign them but i definitely will now eeee I love animalsssss grahhhhhh

3: current student six (or well 7) line up!! Yona (goat), Sandbar (Kelpie), Gallus and Gabby (siblings, griffin), Smolder (dragon), Ocellus (flutter pony (changeling/pony hybrid)), and Screwball (Qilin (draconiquus/pony hybrid)(same species as kirin in mythology it’s just a different name/the Chinese interp of the animal so it fills same role as a dragon/horse combo but I don’t step on the mlp kirins toes and shows that disc isn’t a regular dragon ofc)) only change was just changing some species so they’re all non ponies plus got rid of silver stream only because im just. Not a fan of the hypogriffs I don’t even have a reasoning I just have never been a fan of them <\3 plus sandbar is already water themed in name/design so like? Why not just use him? Plus dropping one member have me two slots open for wiggle room (hence gabby and screwy :3)

4: aj has the farm ofc, rainbow is a wonder bolt, rarity has the boutique, flutters in canon has her sanctuary but I can see her opening like a home run vet? Animals coming to her and or ponies w their pets coming to get help, also off topic but idk if I ever mentioned it but my flutters lives in the everyfree! I’d like to think post redemp disc protects her/the domain from the more dangerous animals and in turn protecting ponies coming through to her vet services n all. Pinkie by this point in timeline I can see probably having the knot tied with twi so like you said I can see her with a lot of jobs! I like to think she part times at the bakery as well as her party planning but I think her party planning is more a commission/appointment type schedule vs her bakery helping is more consistent/general, plus her baby sitting was more to me I think just her way of helping the cakes bc they had to run to store vs in this timeskip w their school the cake twins are probably adults or at the least late teens by now (bc the student 7 are teens yeah but like prettyyyyy young teen age range id think, the ship kid duo of ocellus and screwball id think ocellus would be older vs screwy being younger BUT screwball doesn’t have to exactly go on perfect timeline logic bc i hc she was magic made by discord rather than naturally born, so maybe disc proofed her up at a bit older age like 1 year old or so rather than just conjuring up a actual infant LOL yk?) all of that to say pinkies baby sitting isn’t really on the table anymore bc it to me was more just for the cakes (who are basically her second parents so ofc she’d wanna help them) as for starlight I do really like her being a guidance counselor I think that’s very fun!! I’ll probably be keeping that (though another part of me likes the idea of her and trixie going off on their own little B plot missions like in the initial plans for her before the writers changed it up)

5: I’ve honestly shared everything I think ? As for a sunrax hc: they loooveeee getting to infodump to eachother it’s peak yapper ans listener dynamic but it depends on the day who is who. Something something geeks in love lemon demon idk

6: I’m trying to think of stuff but nothings coming to mind atm😭 maybe I’ll come back w a reblog when I’m hit with something to say but for now uhhh that’s all lols

[mythos321]

Part 1 of my Wof x Persona au

“The world which has been shrouded in darkness, must now be reborn, righteousness which had once reigned has now been shrouded by the uncaring masses, leaving ruins which cannot be rebuilt

Many have come to stand forth against this fate, of many shapes and sizes and even species. These beings are known as tricksters, and they have come to be needed once more

Your time to rise forth against this distortion is nigh”

Chapter One:Start of The New World

That night still echoed in Clays brain, the night everything was taken from him, where he was forced to leave everything behind and be put in some strange program. He wanted to get angry, to feel bitter, and yet…all he felt was like he was a piece of trash, a bigwings who failed his sibs, no matter how much they tried to reassure him on his final goodbyes, he just couldn’t accept it, nor himself for what had happened, and hoped to the moons that they wouldn’t be burdened by his absence.

All he currently had on him was a(relative to his size) small bag, and a pair of glasses to try and blend himself into the crowd more, futile as he knew that may be.

As he walked and flew across the trail to his momentary place of residence, he heard talks of multiple different topics, one which particularly stood out to him being the “Detective Princess” Skywing he had heard about, who he also learned to be attending his new school, all Clay thought was he hoped to try and avoid interacting with them if they’re as prying as he assumed Detectives to be.

as Clay looked through his bag, he found a strange book inside it, with a cover that presented a red and black eye upon it, and almost seemed to be calling to him…Clay then threw it out, figuring it was some junk that got mixed with his things

finally, he had found the small town he would take residence in, located in the center of a small point which connected part of The Mud, Sky, and Rainforest kingdom, which featured a multitude of different Dragon tribes, similar to another city Clay had heard about on the other side of the continent, “probability” or something?

Clay hated to admit it, but he was slightly apprehensive of the other tribes, He luckily managed to find an aging Mudwing shopkeeper who pointed him in the direction of The Dragon he was looking for, The Skywing Kestrel

Clay saw the entrance to a small cavern and entered to find The Skywing preparing to close up shop for tonight, before hearing him enter

“We’re closed, get your food somewhere els- ah, you’re Clay, right?”

“Correct, Mrs. Kestrel”

“It’s Miss, actually, but just call me Kestrel, I’ll admit, I forgot you��re coming today” Kestrel stated, as she stretched her back

“Busy day I presume?”

“Nope, about as slow as a day like this can get, probably different for you though with your circumstances, eh ya little monster?”

“Correct, m- Kestrel, thank you so much for helping me” Clay politely said, but in all honesty, he couldn’t help but still feel uncomfortable towards her, even if she was doing something so nice for him, she seemed to have a small but noticeable burn upon her cheek, and her arms were covered in even larger burns, with a small stab wound also being noticeable upon the outer side of her right paw as opposed to the burns on the inner parts. Not to mention, though Clay knew she couldn’t help it, her face screamed “I’d beat a kid for fun! yippee!”

however, in contrast, Clay could tell she had a calm, if slightly cold tone to her voice, and he truly didn’t feel any malice from her outside of the appearance, so he decided to go with his gut and still trust her…though his gut had failed him before, even still, he wouldn’t let that guide him.

“Come on now, no need to be so formal, I ain’t some priestess, all I’m doing is doing your aunt a favor.” Kestrel stated, and Clay almost smiled thinking about his aunt Asha, the closest to a mother he ever had…He could tell he was gonna miss her almost as much as he missed his sibs

“Come along this way now, I have a place for you to stay” Kestrel then walked down the cavern, where Clay was greeted with a dusty old room that looked like it hadn’t been opened in years and almost like it was just used for Storage beforehand

“I prepared your resting area, but you’re gonna have to handle the rest, alright?” Kestrel stated as she laid out a small area that could barely fit a dragon Clays size, with no resting support to be seen

“Heard what ya did to the lady, I’d have never taken ya to be the type to maul someone with how you act!” Kestrel laughed, but Clay looked horrified at her thinking he’d do such a thing, and she quickly caught it, “Huh, guess that parts just a rumor then? well, not like it matters either way, I won’t pry too much on it though, just don’t pull me into it either.” Kestrel stated towards him, now looking almost disappointed, and Clay wondered if she somehow knew the person involved and held some grudge towards them.

“All I know is you got in trouble for attacking a diplomat, and your queen banished you from your home for it while putting you in that new program thingamajig. That’s all I know, and that’s all I need to know, and that’s all the people that need to know here, alright? don’t want any customers knowing a criminal lives here, got it?” Clay wanted to comment on how she worded his Queen saving his scales but knew this had already dragged on too much for either of their likings

“Got it.”

“Good, just endure this place for the next 12 months, and you’ll be off probation and your banishment ends, but that also means you can’t go getting yourself into trouble. I’ll make sure to help you get a route to your school tomorrow, you can get yourself introduced to your teachers. Don’t expect them to be friendly though, people don’t regard your type with much grace y’know”

“…I expected that” Clay somberly said, keeping a somber yet sharp face as he looked her in the eye, expecting her to finally reveal a snarl to her, but instead got a small sigh, and a pat on his back before preparing to leave for the night

“Don’t go messing with the tavern while I’m gone okay? don’t do anything stupid while you’re here alone, okay? or I might just toss ya to the mountains.” Kestrel said, and Clay couldn’t tell if she was trying to tell a joke or not.

Clay made sure to clean up his space, dusting the area, taking out trash, and even watering a small plant, before finally heading to rest. He couldn’t help but note how cold the floor felt to himself, how stiff it was…how lonely it made him

before he could rest, however, Clay saw a slight glow in his bag and looked inside it and found the strange book from before

“Huh, I could’ve sworn I threw this out” Clay thought out loud, as he opened the book to look inside, before suddenly falling to sleep on his resting space with little time to react

**

Clay quickly awoke, but he found himself not in the cave like before, and instead in a cell-like structure, with a strange fog seeming to surround his cell and that which stood outside of it, however, throughout the fog and darkness he saw a single light at its center, and at the far end of that line laid a strange looking Nightwing, whose eyes seemed darker than the shadows which surrounded him, with scales that were ebony black for all but his right arm, which appeared to Clay to be made of…stone? They didn’t quite look right to him that was for sure

What stood out most to Clay however, was the dragons piercing gaze, almost as though the moons themselves gazed upon him, making Clay feel an immense presence immediately.

“Welcome, young Mudwing, to my Velvet Room. My name is The Stonemover, and I serve as this places all-powerful master.” The Dragons voice rumbled, and Clay felt his entire back shiver as he heard it echo across his prison.

“My my, to think your room would manifest in such a way. Your heart truly has been shackled as a prisoner of fate, Mudwing.”

“What’s going on! where am I-“ Clay tried to move toward the front of his cage, but a baton suddenly clashed against it, and he saw two small scavenger-like creatures below, and was shocked when one of them spoke to him

“Show some respect, inmate! back off!” Shouted one of the scavengers, who appeared to have a paralleling eyepatch with the other

“You are in the presence of our master.” stated the other, calmer scavenger

“All shall be explained to you in due time, Mudwing, but for now, you must return to your real world, but do know, our paths shall cross oncemore very soon” As The Stonemovers voice rumbled, Clay began to faint once more, before awakening once again in the true world, and prepared to go with Kestrel to his new academy.

when Clay first entered the office of The Schools Dean, he saw none other than The Queen of the Seawings, Coral, accompanied on her left by who Clay guessed to be The Disgraced Eldest daughter, Orca.

On her right, there was a seawing older than Orca but definitely younger than Coral, with a mixture of dark and green scales, with creepy blobby eyes that reminded Clay of some toads back where he used to live

“I hope you are aware that you are not here because you are wanted! Only because Moorhen insisted on you being a part of my program. Understand if I so wish, I could send you right back to where you belong.” Coral viciously said, and Clay felt a special kind of venom in her words, one he hadn’t felt even from those strange wardens he saw in his dream, at least, he assumes it was a dream.

“Now now My Queen, it is important to be easy upon him, after all, he grew up in such a dirty place he probably doesn’t know much of anything! He could make great use in swimming however” The Man to her right said in a strange, oily voice, which made Clay feel gross just hearing, the backhanded remark didn’t help either

“Awww Whirlpool! always thinking of the best for everyone! I’m lucky to have someone like you under me!” Coral complimented, as Orca rolled her eyes, and walked toward Clay

“I’ll be your homeroom teacher from now on,” Orca stated, which surprised Clay, no matter how important the school he was surprised a princess would work such, even if she was disgraced like Orca. “Take your Id, and report to your Faculty office in the morning, I’ll take you to your class then”

“Thank you, your highness” Clay simply said as he took his card

“Don’t go around letting him run free you hear me? I don’t want a beast like him free in the streets.” Coral sharply said to Kestrel, shooting her a glare as well

“Alright, alright. No need to get any tails twisted.” Kestrel stated as she and Clay walked out to go back to Cavern Tavern

as they flew down the trail, Kestrel saw the aftermath below of a Skywing that seemed to crash straight down, destroying another dragons home in the process, with it now being covered up to be put out of sight for the sake of the dragons below

“Sheesh, again? I can’t believe so many of those are happening recently” Kestrel muttered, as she looked once again at Clay, who seemed to only be looking forward, before asking her a question

“…what is it, that made you take me in?”

“Huh, you wanna know why? well, your aunt asked, and I didn’t have a good enough reason to say no, so I went along with it…plus, I’m getting paid, if that helps. Look, just, keep your head up and blend in, can’t beat it, join it, I guess, don’t repeat mistakes, you get that right?”

“correct,” Clay answered, before flying down towards the Tavern, with Kestrel just behind him

“I’ll make us some curry alright? I hear Mudwings particularly need a lot of food due to their builds, so you’re fine with that right?”

“I’m fine, thank you” Clay didn’t feel hungry, he hadn’t for the past few weeks, he almost felt like he didn’t deserve to eat anyway after screwing up so badly, and simply hoped his Sibs were doing fine without him…

**

Clay prepared to leave for the school early, but before he could, a plate of beef curry was suddenly put on the taverns counter, seeming to be freshly made

“Don’t think I’m letting you starve yourself, alright? I want you to eat this and go to your school on a full stomach, got it?” Kestrel ordered

“Curry for breakfast?”

“Don’t question the inner machinations of my mind boy” Kestrel glared, and Clay got to eating his meal, shocking himself at how he was able to scarf it down

“Alright, NOW you’re allowed to go” Kestrel answered just as Clay finished his meal

“Thank you so much for the meal…it was delicious” Clay thanked Kestrel

“Heh, you really are a breath of air with your good manners. Now then, hurry up to school, use the route we used yesterday, and don’t get distracted, okay?…oh, and flip the sign over the cave to “open” for me if ya can.” Clay nodded towards her, and walked out, making sure to flip the sign as he left. “…OH, AND DONT FORGET AN UMBRELLA-…hm, already out of earshot, well, I hear Mudwings like the Rain anyway…I think?”

Luckily for Kestrel, she was indeed correct on her assumptions, with Clay happily flying through the rain on his way to school, to the point where he didn’t initially notice how much time he had left at first due to it being far less crowded because of dragons avoiding the rain, stopping just a bit away from the school to try and take in the scenery.

as he looked inside his bag, he once again noticed the book inside, despite having for sure put it away before last night, and he was now starting to be legitimately concerned about its constant appearances.

“Hey Mudwing, do you need some help getting to school? You haven’t forgotten already have you?” Clay suddenly heard the same oily voice from the day before and saw Whirlpool walking past him, having a strange toothy smile upon his face, not to mention the same condescending remarks as before

“I’m fine, thanks, just lounging with my freetime before I head over”

“Alright then!” Whirlpool then swam away, likely to go to his classes, and Clay prepared to start walking when he suddenly heard someone running behind him in the rain, before seeing a Seawing girl about his age appear in front of him, seeming to have started chasing Whirlpool when she first saw him

“Damn it! Screw that squid-brained sycophant!” The Vulgar Seawing shouted

“Sicko font?” Clay questioned, as the Seawing then looked at him, not seeming to have realized he was there, and the book inside Clays bag slowly began to open without either of their notice

“What do you want, Mudwing? You planning to rat me out to Whirlpool?” The Vulgar Seawing began to get in Clays face, to the point where he was able to note she had translucent green eyes, along with that she had a scale color similar to Queen Corals, but wore something similar to a coat on her, with what looked like smashed up jewelry on it…honestly Clay found it kinda stylish.

“Why would I do that?” Clay questioned, legitimately wondering why he’d do that

“Huh? Do you not know who he is? Are you For Real? He’s one of the teachers here and Queen Corals S ranked ass kisser! Bastard does whatever the hell he wants. Who does he think he is anyway-The king of a castle? I mean you could probably feel it too, right?”

“….which castle?”

“no- I meant- Wait, oh I get it, you’re from that Destiny Program bull…seems you’re a second year too eh? same as me, guess I should’ve pieced together you were part of that earlier though…whatever, let’s get to school, this rains crappy enough as it is.” as The Vulgar Seawing and Clay began to walk however, they both suddenly felt a sharp rush in their head.

“Ah great, just what I needed today…damn it” The Vulgar Seawing kept walking, as the world felt stranger and stranger until they finally made it toward front of…a castle?

“What the- did we make a wrong turn?”

“This should be it…the hells going on here? guess we’ll go in and ask about it.” The Vulgar Seawing stated, as she began to walk into the castle, with Clay just behind her, for a moment, Clay almost thought he saw the school shift back to normal before returning to its distorted form

“That’s weird…where’s the school?”

“Maybe we really did make a wrong turn”

“Nonono, this IS it, I’ve walked that way a thousand times it’s gotta be it…right? The sign was for the school right”

“Right”

“Yeah! you saw it too!” The Vulgar Seawing shouted again, as she suddenly heard something approaching behind her, a dragon in full armor, with strange strings seeming to come from above them

“Jeez, you freaked me out! what’s up with the costume? Mom make another crappy novel and make it everyone elses problem? I mean, the costumes impressive though, is the armor real? and what’s with the strings?…you gonna say anything???” The Vulgar Seawing kept pestering the knight, until suddenly, multiple others started showing up

“Is this some weird school hazing?!” Clay questioned

“I DONT KNOW DUDE!” The Seawing shouted, as they began to be enclosed by the knights more and more “Shit…this is real isn’t it?” The Seawing tried to look for a way for them to escape, but couldn’t find any “Alright, let’s just all calm down, none of us want any trouble right? we just gotta-“ The Seawing then grabbed one of the castles candlesticks and bashed it into a knight “COME ON LETS RUN” The Vulgar Seawing shouted as she and Clay made a run for the exit, but were stormed by more and more guards, with them both being knocked on the heads by shields. “Shit! the hell do you guys think you’re doing…” The Seawing and Clay then both fell into unconsciousness

“TAKE THEM AWAY”

**

“Hey. Wake up! Come on!”

Clay began to wake up, his head feeling remarkably better from before, as he found himself in a strange type of dungeon alongside The Seawing

“You alright man?”

“Yeah, you?”

“Meh, I’ve been better…haven’t been in weird dungeons before for one” The Seawing then began to walk up to the cells door, and bash her hands against it “Oy! Let us out of here! Or I’ll turn this place into a construction site! Ugh, damn it where even are we?! some elaborate theater set?!” as she said that, her and Clay suddenly heard screams outside, almost as though a person was being tortured beyond it. “Whoa…whoawhoawhoawhoa man…we got to find a way out of here…shit, we’re too late” footsteps began to approach them, as the guards from before revealed themselves once again, with a man in a long blue royal robe behind them

“To think you of all people would try to go about as they please inside MY castle!” The man in the robe revealed none other than The Seawing Whirlpool, who also sported a tacky gold crown and despite his wear felt even LESS imposing to Clay than before

“Wait…Whirlpool? The hell kind of get up are you in???”

“Are you trying to go against me yet again, Tsunami? Seems mommy didn’t teach you your lesson well enough last time…and you even brought a stupid Mudwing as backup, to think you’d get soooo desperate!”

“This ain’t funny you ugly asshole!” Tsunami bashed against the bars yet again

“Is that how you speak to a king?! Not only have you broke into MY castle, but now you’ve spoken against me- THE KING, your punishment shall be death! Time for a quick execution!” Whirlpool(?) Then had his guards rush into the cell, and Tsunami quickly knocked one down with her tail

“Come on! Let’s get out of here!” Tsunami tried to grab Clay to make a run for it but was quickly struck in her side, knocking her against the wall, and Clay got between The Guards and her as they began to approach her

“Just get outta here! These guys are serious trouble! I’ll find a way!” Tsunami shouted, but Clay wasn’t buying it

“Oh? running away? to think you’d be such a heartless friend!” Whirlpool(?) callously mocked Clay, who still stood against the guards

“He ain’t a friend…COME ON, SAVE YOUR OWN SCALES ALREADY”

“Too scared to run? whatever, I’ll focus on the former princess instead!” Whirlpool(?) then had his guards quickly grab Clay and toss him aside, as he began to kick down the already hurt Tsunami while laughing “I waited so long to deal with a useless pest like you! Now I finally have you ready to be dealt with once and for all! hehehehehe, come on, where’s that energy from before?” Whirlpool(?) mocked. “Whatever, I’ll just kill you right now!”

“STOP IT!” Clay shouted, still trying to fight back, which momentarily caught King Whirlpools attention

“Hm? Are you trying to stand against me? how annoying, guards, hold him there, after this disgrace, he’s up next to die!” Guards then swarmed Clay to keep him down, as another prepared to execute Tsunami, who though she said nothing, was clearly terrified of what possibly awaited…

This is truly an unjust game…your chances of survival appear to be almost none, however, if my voice can reach you, then that truly means your will to survive just may triumph…

What are you doing? do you truly plan to simply watch? are you forsaking her for yourself? Death awaits hers if you do nothing! was your previous decision to protect your Sib a mistake then?

“NEVER” Clay shouted immediately, without any doubt in his mind of such, as he fought against the guards strength to try and save Tsunami

Very well then, I have taken note of your true resolve!

Clay suddenly felt a massive spike within his mind, as though it was exploding from in and out

Vow to me. I am Thou, Thou art I…Thou who is willing to stand against all which is absolute, and bring forth Thine own justice! Call upon my name, AND RELEASE YOUR RAGE

Clay shouted once again, distracting the guards for a moment, as his contract continued to be forged

Show the strength of thy will to discover all on thine own, even if one be damned by The Heavens and chained by The Hells themself!

“Hurry up and execute her!” King Whirlpool shouted

“That’s enough”

“…what was that?”

“I said,

That’s

ENOUGH”

a sudden burst of energy emitted from Clay, as he felt a strange white mask emerge upon his face, and with all his will, and in spite of all the pain, he ripped off with all his might, letting out a roar of pain and anger, as his blood soaked eyes revealed a new resolve, and a smile formed upon him that would make even the most dangerous of dragons quiver, as a burst of flames suddenly engulfed Clay from below, as the face of a true monster suddenly emerged from the flames, with a serpentine-like lower half, and wings of pure black, with a long Copper Coat that had black edges which seemed to be that of a snakes head, with fire that emitted from its eyes, and roars that almost seemed echo ever forth without stop in proud ungovernable fury

Instantly the guards surrounding Clay were destroyed by the mere emergence of this beast, and King Whirlpool ran away in fright without haste, leaving only Tsunami to see the new beast that befell the world

“Wha…what the…?”

all Clay could do now was smile in tandem with his new freedom, at the start of his new self, at the start of his new world.

I am the Dark Son of the Earth, Obsidian!

[dawnxd]

So what do you have on Dust already?

The obvious spot in canon for a sandwing/nightwing hybrid is Thorn having more than one egg, so Sunny could have a sibling. Dune getting told she’d had one and being shown it and Six Ckaws the same and getting shown Dust’s egg in a separate location, as Thorn was being extra careful, would be a straightforward way to write in an origin point? There’s also the opportunity to easily justify Dust being an animus with an animus father that way too if it’s what you’re going for! Dust would then have a way to feasibly gain skills and contacts/companions if you wanted Dust to subsequently travel somewhere etc and not be a soldier in the succession crisis.

There’s no pressure with the above paragraph but I thought I may as well attempt to be helpful as design wise it looks like his mother was a sandwing (since there’s the whole hybrids taking heavily after the parent who laid them thing). Who knows it may be entirely off base but that’s why I’m curious if there is anything you have so far?

(also Dust with a sibling or parent, whoever you think they may be, or just a small hatchling dust, could be adorable if you wanted to make a drawing from this)

At your request, here's baby Dust taking a nap! (absolutely love how this turned out)

While that is indeed an interesting idea (seriously, I would love something like that), all of my OCs exist in a separate universe from the canon plots. This essentially means that none of the canon characters, past or present, exist in this universe. For example, in the universe I have created for my OCs, instead of Clearsight being the common ancestor for Hivewings, it is instead a group of Pyrrhian dragons (mostly Nightwings with a couple of others sprinkled in) that found Pantala. This "alternate universe" gives me more freedom to mold the story and world as much as I like.

And, to answer your question on what I have so far for Dust and his background. Dust is the child of Rattlesnake (Mother, Sandwing) and Sandstorm (Father, Nightwing/Sandwing hybrid). He is mostly Sandwing, which is why he doesn't really have much Nightwing traits beyond some darker coloring, his bright blue irises, and the star scales on his wings. As for backstory and such, all I know for sure is that, for some reason I haven't decided yet, Dust despises his mother. I also know that he is currently a traveler, wandering between the kingdoms of Pyrrhia and doing odd jobs to make ends meet.

[lost-in-liquid-nights]

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Update: Due to not wanting to overwhelm myself. While also providing my current rp partners with quality and relatively consistent rp, my request for rp partners is currently closed! Still feel free to reach out if you like and I'll keep you in mind for if things open up.

Ah, hello Tumblr roleplayers, it has been a while! I am one of many who was left adrift after Omegle shut down and am on the search for rp partners.

I am looking for rp partners in a variety of fandoms, genres, ships, etc. I’ll have all of them listed in a hopefully organized manner below and will do my best to keep this list accurate. If you’re interested, feel free to shoot me a DM or interact with this post and I’ll reach out to you. But please do read through this post fully before doing so, thanks!

A Little About Myself:

-Age: 20+

-Pronouns: She/They

-Experience: I’ve been roleplaying off and on in a variety of fandoms and styles for around 10+ years

What I’m Looking For In A Roleplay Partner:

-Age: Roleplayers who are at least 20+ as well

-Style: I’m open to a variety of styles, I roleplay everything from one sentence “text message” style to multi-paragraph advanced lit. Though my preferences tend to lean towards lit/advanced lit.

-Location: I’d prefer someone who’s comfortable transitioning to Discord, once we agree on what we want to rp

-Expectations: One of the things I loved about Omegle were the casual vibes when it came to when an rp needed to end. So, while I hope for some long term rps, I’m looking for people who will be okay with rps ending when interest dissipates. Without the need for big explanations as to why. This goes both ways! I won’t expect such explanations from you either if we start any sort of storyline and you end up wanting to drop out. The way I see it, this is meant to be a fun pass time and ideally shouldn’t feel like a stressful obligation for either of us.

My Current Fandoms & Ships:

Films:

Fandom: Avengers (Films)

Ships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, Clint Barton/Tony Stark, Bruce Banner/Tony Stark

Fandom: Captain America (Films)

Ships: Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers/Sam Wilson, Sam Wilson/Bucky Barnes

Fandom: Guardians of the Galaxy (Films)

Ships: Peter Quill/Rocket Racoon

Fandom: Venom (Films)

Ships: Eddie Brock/Venom

Fandom: X-Men (Films)

Ships: Charles Xavier/Erik Lehnsherr

Fandom: Star Wars (Films)

Ships: Luke Skywalker/Han Solo, Poe Dameron/Finn

Fandom: Pacific Rim

Ships: Hermann Gottlieb/Newton Geiszler

Fandom: Star Trek (Original Series, Original Films, and Modern Films)

Ships: James T. Kirk/Spock, James T. Kirk/Leonard McCoy

Fandom: It (Films, 2017) & It (Mini Series, 1990)

Ships: Eddie Kaspbrak/Richie Tozier, Mike Hanlon/Bill Denbrough

Fandom: Spiderman (Films & Comics)

Ships: Johnny Storm/Peter Parker, Harry Osborn/Peter Parker

Fandom: Nimona (Film & Comic)

Ships: Ambrosius Goldenloin/Ballister Blackheart

Series:

Fandom: Loki (Series)

Ships: Morbius/Loki

Fandom: Moon Knight (Mini-Series)

Ships: Marc/Steven, Marc/Jake, Steven/Jake

Fandom: Daredevil (Series)

Ships: Foggy Nelson/Matt Murdock

Fandom: Infinity Train (Series)

Ships: Min-Gi Park/Ryan Akagi

Fandom: Merlin (Series)

Ships: Merlin Emrys/Arthur Pendragon 

Fandom: Stranger Things (Series)

Ships: Eddie Munson/Steve Harrington, Mike Wheeler/Will Byers

Fandom: Supernatural (Series)

Ships: Dean Winchester/Castiel, Dean Winchester/Benny Lafitte, Sam Winchester/Gabriel

Fandom: Hannibal

Ships: Hannibal Lector/Will Graham

Fandom: The Witcher (Series & Games)

Ships: Jaskier/Geralt, Eskel/Lambert, Eskel/Aiden

Games:

Fandom: Phoenix: Ace Attorney Trilogy (Games)

Ships: Phoenix Wright/Miles Edgworth

Frandom: Disco Elysium (Game) 

Ships: Kim Kitsuragi/Harry Du Bois,  Jean Vicquemare/Harry Du Bois

Fandom: Modern Warfare (Games)

Ships: Simon Riley/Johnny “Soap” McTavish

Fandom: Detroit: Become Human (Game)

Ships: Connor/Hank Anderson, RK900/Gavin Reed

Fandom: Dragon Age

Ships: Anders/Hawke, Fenris/Hawke

Podcasts:

Fandom: The Magnus Archives (Podcast)

Ships: Jonathan Sims/Martin Blackwood, Jonathan Sims/Timothy Stoker, Martin Blackwood/Timothy Stoker, Gerard Keay/Michael Shelley

Fandom: Malevolent (Podcast)

Ships: John/Arthur Lester

[sekaithemystic]

Neve Gallus Analysis and Theory series [Part 2]

Rana snapped a salute as we entered. Knight-Captain Jahvis stood on the other side of the desk, all patched-up armor and sleep-deprived glares in front of an expensive marble fireplace. I sympathized. My family has more templars than mages. I’m sure that says a lot about me. The point is, I’m not from an old family and I felt as at home in Lady Varantus’s house as Jahvis looked.

The section under this contains spoilers from the podcast Vows and Vengeance.

[part 1] [part 3]

Neve and Radonis - the possible bastard of the current Imperial Archon

Let’s start with the similarities in their designs

Serpent theme: This is less visible in Radonis’ design compared to Neve. Aside from the collars and his staff, there isn’t much to talk about. However, in the illustration of Archon Darinius, we see that he has a snake’s head on his headpiece, which does give out the idea that Archons have some sorts of relation to the serpent theme.

Teal color: Radonis wears a full teal outfit, and we can also see that Darinius has teal accent in his as well. I guess we can say that teal is something to associate with the Archon, or at the very least, Tevinter itself. One of Neve’s alternative outfits, the one that concept art Neve wore, actually made it into the game, and you can see that it is a full teal outfit, just like Radonis. I would like to say that the design is quite clean cut, and it gives out the impression of someone from the upper classes - quite the opposite to her default one.

Also, their faces, guys! That DNA test is coming out at 99.9% /j

Next I’ll move onto Neve’s tarot card. This section is actually more concrete than the designs’ similarities to be honest.

The background: The Archon’s Palace can just mean that they are in Minrathous, but then it is also, well, the place the Archon lives and reigns. Having a blood moon that indicates changes can be read as “the changes are coming to Tevinter” or more specifically, the Archon himself.

The shadow: Here I will break it into smaller points

I mention that the shadow is quite similar to an Arcane Horror, except that this Arcane Horror is holding a staff. Now, throughout the last three games, all the Arcane Horror we have encountered use their bare hands to cast magic. Why? Because they don’t need a catalyst to focus on to channel their magic into; they are demons! So seeing one with a staff means that it has to be different somehow. More intelligent, more powerful? Someone like the Archon himself?

It’s not just the presence of the staff, but also the design of it that is questionable. You can see that there are some types of scales near the head - it kinda reminds you of a dragon/snake’s head. Radonis’ staff has three heads instead of one, but then, I don’t expect Bioware to actually put a copy of his staff in here when these cards are more about symbolisms. Maybe this is his staff after being corrupted? 

My favorite finding really, and I’m quite proud of this. Note how the orb of Neve’s staff is positioned right at the center of the shadow’s chest. In Heroes of Dragon Age, Radonis had an orb of the exact location. In Magekiller, however, the orb has been discarded, but there is still this empty space that is of the orb’s shape. Certainly something to consider.

Neve: This is based on vibes only, but you can feel like Neve is waiting for the shadow to come. Why? Is this somebody she knows?

This is more of a personal tidbit but from Vows and Vengeance episode 1, we know that Neve has made quite a lot of enemies in the Magisterium for how much she knows about the Magisters and their shady business. So just how come she is still alive? I know that she is a talented mage, but let’s be honest, if any of those Magisters wants her dead, I don’t expect her to stay alive that long, or even just live normally in Minrathous. I’ll say that there’s an external factor here, someone trying to keep her alive. But then, who has the power to do so except for the person above these Magisters?

And how interesting would it be if this is true? The lowborn bastard who doesn’t believe in the superiority of mages and the mighty Archon who rules over with magic, both fighting for their visions of Tevinter. 

[markantonys]

Show to book wot fan here! Currently reading Dragon Reborn and as far as I’ve heard Shadow Rising is well considered the best of the lot, so I’m excited to get to it. Still, feels a bit weird to know the series peaks so early? Just wondered how you felt the rest of the series holds up? (Spoiler free if you could 😅)

hello my friend! i will definitely keep spoiler free here (and if any fellow readers reblog or reply to this post, please keep it spoiler free as well so that anon can check out the notes safely if they wish to!)

so, i think a lot of the reason why shadow rising is considered the best is that it's the first book to really blow the story wide open. it's our first time exploring some new locations and cultures and meeting new characters that become integral to the series (and the big new culture is a fan-favorite, so people love the books where we spend tons of time immersed in that culture), and we get some new worldbuilding, new lore, and new threats. TSR is the first book where it feels like RJ has worked out the early-series wonkiness and fully knows who each of the characters is and where he wants the story to go. TSR represents an exciting turning point for the series as we transition from these lighter, more generic early books into Hardcore Wheel-Of-Time-y Territory, so that's a part of why it's considered the best by so many readers! not because everything that comes after it is terrible or a letdown, simply because it's so exciting compared to what came before. (although books 2&3 have a special place in my heart, so no hate to them! there's also the flipside where TSR is VERY dense and a much more difficult, though rewarding, read than the first 3 books. i believe it's the longest book in the whole series.)

but, IS everything that comes after it a letdown in comparison? now, i wouldn't go that far, but i do think the quality of the storytelling goes downhill in the second half of the series for reasons i will explain in a moment. for me, books 4-6 are my favorite chunk (i enjoyed 5&6 at least as much as 4, so imo you've got several great books to look forward to, not just TSR!), and my peak enjoyment of the series happened here. but there are still some excellent and iconic moments and storylines in the second half of the series, just fewer of them than in the first half imo.

i'd say it comes down to structure. the first half of the series is pretty focused and tightly paced with most of the screentime given to our core main characters and most storylines introduced & resolved within the same book (bar the overarching series storylines like preparing for the last battle, of course). in the second half, we get a lot more time with minor characters at the expense of our mains and storylines start dragging out to last several books (probably BECAUSE there are getting to be so many different storylines and not enough space to address all of them thoroughly in each book). it kinda feels to me like RJ got bored of some of the main characters and/or felt stuck on what to do with them, so kept wandering off into sideplots to show off all his cool worldbuilding and his massive cast of supporting characters. which might be fun for the readers who like that kind of thing, so it's subjective! for me personally, i came to the books because i loved the specific main characters i'd met in the show, so i didn't enjoy feeling that their stories were treading water or not getting enough screentime.

there are also some things with the specific groups of characters who get to spend time together or not in the second half, but that's extremely subjective so i won't get into that haha i'll just note that relationship dynamics i personally hated got a lot of screentime while ones i personally loved got very little, so that contributed significantly to my personal preference for the first half of the series and thus you may end up feeling very differently than i do! on the flipside, there's stuff like elayne's main storyline in the second half of the series which is one of my absolute favorite storylines in the entire series, but a lot of other readers always hate on it and say it was boring (while adoring storylines *i* hated and/or found boring), so it really is SO subjective.

so, bottom line: a lot of it will come down to personal taste, but i do think that objectively, the quality of the writing & storytelling is better in the first half of the series and does indeed peak in books 4-6. but whether you'll feel a sharp decline or one so small you barely notice it is different for every reader. for me at the end of the day, i didn't like books 7-14 nearly as much as books 2-6 and have no desire to ever reread them, but i'm glad i read them once and there are some gold nuggets within them that i adore (as well as some things that actively infuriate me lmao)

[mo-the-gremlin-dandelion]

Happy Coradrag AU - The Insurgent Serpent (Part 3)

Happy Coradrag AU Masterlist

Summary:

It seems that Dragon was not as careful as he thought he was. 

Dragon’s secrets are revealed and his plans foiled. He is forced to leave the marines early and Rosinante without an explanation.

Warning: Death and destruction.

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4

Context:

Happy Coradrag AU - Meeting Rosinante

Happy Coradrag AU - Doomed Love Anyone?

Happy Coradrag AU - Akainu's Feelings

Garp adopted Kuzan and Dadan. DDK Childhood // DDK Childhood 2

Was planning on including this bit at the end of Doomed Love Anyone? but that part got away from me. So I decided to just make a new chapter.

Akainu, Borsalino, and Dragon are admirals.

Akainu is delusional, he can't handle Dragon's rejection (if confused, refer to Akainu's Feelings). He also thinks Ace is his kid.

Made up island: Needle Island - a mostly unused stopping point before entering the Grandline. Only the mostly secretive people would go there to restock.

Pop Pop Monkey = Garp’s grandpa

Dragon - 35 to 36 (Birthdate: October 5)

Rosinante - 20 (Birthdate: July 15)

Ace - 2 (Birthdate: January 1)

Dadan - 35 to 36 (Birthdate: August 30)

Kuzan - 30 to 31(Birthdate: September 21)

Akainu - 36 (Birthdate: August 16)

Emporio Ivankov - 33 to 34 (Birthdate: January 8)

Inazuma - 29 (Birthdate: August 3) Apparently Inazuma is like 27 to 29 in canon, I thought they were older. I had already put them in the story, so I just made them older because with canon age they'd be like 9. 😂

Imagine the One Piece Narrator when you see this: {Words}

Italics = Thoughts

The Newspaper/Notes

-

Needle Island - East Blue

Needle Island got its namesake from the sharp rocks that portured outwards from the island on all sides. Except for a small portion that acted as a natural port for ships. The island itself was mostly made up of rocky terrain and only the hardiest of vegetation could grow there.

There was only one village on the island. It was located by the port and it's where most of the small population was. Some people did live an even more isolated life on the small mountain or in the forest surrounding it.

It had only taken the Monkey D family three days to get to Needle Island. And it wasn’t until they arrived that Dragon was told why they were there.

“What do you mean the revolutionaries were spotted here?!” Dragon exclaimed, he had thought they were there to stop a riot or the island needed support after a bad storm.

“The marine base located west from here spotted an unmarked ship lurking around.” Garp explained, “Sengoku just wants us to check it out. If all goes well, we can go back to Dawn Island.”

“Okay, but why was Akainu sent here?” Kuzan asked.

“Because Sengoku thought he could learn something from us.” Garp told them, waving his hand around, “Something about proper leadership or whatever.”

We also might have to kill him, Garp thought, Not that we’d be too broken up about it.

Meanwhile, Dragon was panicking and thinking about killing a completely different person.

I swear Ivankov, Dragon thought, if you’re behind this I’m killing you.

He was only half joking.

-

Unfortunately for Dragon, Ivankov was indeed the one behind this, but not in the way he thought. He thought Ivankov was throwing another “recruitment party” to get more people to join the revolution. 

However, the real reason was that the ship needed repairs and they were stuck on the island for the meantime. It was mainly minor repairs, but there were a lot of them. Without these repairs, the ship wouldn’t make it in the Grandline.

Currently, Ivankov was sunbathing with Inazuma on the deck of the ship. Which was docked on the other side of the mountain in a hidden bay near the house of an ally.

“Shouldn’t we have moved on by now?” Inazuma said, while sipping on wine, “I.S. said to never enter the East Blue unless we absolutely had to.”

“Oh calm down Ina, nobody comes to this island.” Iavankov waved him off, “Besides, it’s not like any marines know about this island and the repairs will be done by tomorrow anyways.”

“Even so, we shouldn’t get too comfortable.” Inazuma cautioned.

Ivankov just hummed and leaned back, soaking up the sun.

Inazuma just sighed and resigned themselves to their fate, pouring another glass of wine.

-

“God dammit! How did they beat us here?!” Akainu yelled, slamming his fist into the ship’s railing.

“Well they do live in the East Blue sir.” A man named Henry timidly said beside him.

Akainu turned and glared at Henry so hard, the man swore he felt his soul leave his body. He quickly looked down at his shoes so as to not anger Akainu further.

“Shut up!” Akainu told him, turning back to watching Garp’s ship.

Through the binoculars he could see Garp and Kuzan on the dock talking.

Where the hell is Dragon? Akainu thought, He better not have stayed behind.

Then he saw movement to the right of Garp and Kuzan.

And there was Dragon in his admiral coat, holding Ace and pointing things out to the toddler.

Wait… ACE?!

“Why the hell is Ace here?!” Akainu yelled.

“Well they did get called away from their vacation and the mission is just to check out an unmarked boat.” Henry told him, “It would be safe to assume they brought Ace so they didn’t have to go all the way back for him if the mission takes longer than expected.”

When he didn’t hear an answer, he looked up to see Akainu looking at him with a face of murderous rage.

“Shut up Henry!” Akainu yelled at him.

Henry went back to looking at his shoes, wishing this mission would be over already so he could go back to his wife and kids.

Why did I have to become a marine? He thought, Should’ve just taken over my father’s bakery like he wanted. But no, I had to be stubborn.

Meanwhile, Akainu was cursing out Dragon for ruining his plans. He didn’t want to kill Dragon in front of Ace, but he would if he had to.

I just hope it doesn’t scare the kid too much, Akainu thought, Don’t want my own son to be afraid of me.

-

“Ah look, here comes trouble.” Garp huffed when he spotted Akainu.

Akainu’s ship docked on the other side of the port from where Garp’s ship was and the Monkey D family watched as the magma man stepped off, walking towards where they were waiting.

Henry and a couple cadets were walking slowly behind Akainu. Keeping a safe distance away from him as if he was the devil himself.

Which, if you asked them, he was. Especially in Dragon’s eyes.

Akainu stopped when he was about a meter away from Garp and to everyone’s surprise, made a slight bow to Garp.

Everyone was unsettled now.

“Vice-Admiral Garp.” Akainu greeted him, “A pleasure to be working with you sir.”

“Wish I could say the same to you.” Garp said, not missing a beat, then he gestured to Dragon and Kuzan, “You know my sons.”

Akainu gave a curt nod to both Dragon and Kuzan. Then his eyes rested on Ace. It was only his second time seeing the child, the first time being when he was only a few months old. He had just been a squirming bundle with no defining features back then. 

Now that he was older, the child looked a lot like Dragon, minus the silver eyes and freckles.

Hm, I wonder who he got those from? Akainu thought, Neither of us have those.

When the toddler noticed the man looking at him, he immediately glared at Akainu before turning away and tucking his face into Dragon’s neck, holding onto a piece of his dad’s hair for comfort.

Dragon glared at Akainu as well and wrapped Ace in his coat in order to hide him. Kuzan noticed his brother and nephew’s reactions out of the corner of his eye. So he stepped in between them and Akainu, blocking the latter’s view of them.

“Ah yes, that’s my grandson Ace. He doesn’t like very many people.” Garp told Akainu, “Anyways, you listen to me. Got it?”

“Yes sir.” Akainu quietly agreed, making everyone even more nervous.

Akainu was never one to agree to something so easily, especially when it was a subordinate telling him what to do. Everyone that worked under him was constantly living in fear of Akainu exploding. 

Sometimes metaphorically and sometimes literally due to having the Magma-Magma Fruit.

Maybe he’s just being polite because he respects Garp, Henry wondered, He certainly doesn’t respect me, I’ve been his second in command for years and he still calls me a cadet.

Akainu didn’t respect Garp, he hated that he had to answer to someone lower ranked than him, but he knew he was on thin ice already with Sengoku. Not to mention his own plans were at stake if he slipped up.

“If I’m not around, you listen to Dragon and Kuzan.” Garp continued, “Understand?”

“Yes sir.” Akainu said, feeling his temperature rise.

“You're not going to throw a hissy fit or question me?” Garp asked.

“No sir.” Akainu told him, still standing firm.

Garp squinted his eyes and turned his head sideways. He looked at Akainu for a moment before shaking his head.

“No that won’t do, I need to hear you say it.” Garp stated.

Akainu quickly pushed the feeling of murderous rage down and took a deep breath.

“I will listen to you and your sons. I will not throw a hissy fit. Nor will I step out of line.” Akainu stated.

“Good, good.” Garp said, then he clapped his hands and turned to everyone else, “Now let's go investigate. First stop is anywhere that sells food.”

“Dad, we just had lunch.” Dragon sighed.

“Food?” Ace asked, perking up.

“That’s right Ace! We’re getting food!” Garp told him, completely ignoring his son.

“Yay!” Ace cheered, popping out of Dragon’s coat.

Garp then turned and walked into town.

Dragon and Kuzan gave each other a withering glance, then turned to follow him.

Akainu watched them walk away, trying to calm himself down.

“Uh, sir? Your hand is smoking.” Henry nervously told him, pointing to his left hand.

Akainu opened his clenched fist to see that he had started to burn a hole in the palm of his glove.

“Shut up Henry.” He quietly said, before he took off both of his gloves and tossed them into the water. 

Then he started to follow the Monkey D family.

Henry just sighed and motioned for the cadets to come with him.

I wish I was dead right now, Henry thought, Or transferred, Impel Down would be more peaceful than this.

-

The group wandered around the little village looking for clues of revolutionary activity. 

Well, everyone except for Garp at least. He was wandering from market stall to market stall with Ace, both of them laughing as they did so. They seemed to be the only ones having any sort of fun.

The rest of the group was trailing behind them, a tense feeling between them.

Kuzan was still acting as a buffer with Akainu on his right and Dragon on his left. He did not like the way Akainu was looking at his brother and nephew. Especially with the way the man was watching his nephew like a hawk hunting a rabbit.

Dragon was also watching Ace while fighting the urge to attack Akainu. He didn’t like that Akainu was so close to his son, let alone looking at him. But Dragon knew that attacking him wouldn’t solve anything.

Just focus on Ace, Dragon thought to himself, Don’t even look at Akainu.

Meanwhile Henry was suffering behind them. He had already sent out the cadets to scout the area, so he was walking alone with just his thoughts as company. He had stayed behind in order to make sure Akainu behaved, but the tension between the others was killing him.

The only reason Henry hadn’t quit his job was because he knew nobody else would last as Akainu’s second in command. Either they’d kill themselves or they’d kill Akainu.

That being said, he wouldn’t mind a break from him. I wonder how much time I could get off if I “accidentally” shot myself in the foot, Henry wondered, A year away from Akainu would be worth it.

-

Meanwhile, on the other side of the island, Ivankov was trying to convince Inazuma to come into town with them.

“Oh come on, it’ll be nice to eat something other than rations!” Ivankov whined, “Don’t you want to try the local cuisine?”

“No, it’s already bad enough that we’re stuck here.” Inazuma told them, “We have to keep a low profile.”

“Well now you’re asking the impossible from me.” Ivankov said, crossing their arms, “I can never keep a low profile, unless it’s physical.”

Inazuma just rolled their eyes and sighed.

“Fine. I’ll come.” Inazuma said, “But only to make sure you don’t cause any trouble.”

“Hee-haw! Let's go!” Ivankov yelled, grabbing Inazuma before jumping off the ship onto the dock.

Inazuma just sighed again and got comfortable on Ivankov’s shoulder. At least I still have my wine, they thought.

-

Back in the village, the group decided to rest for a bit.

The Monkey D family were sitting under an old oak tree while Henry and Akainu checked in with the cadets.

So far they hadn’t found anything revolutionary related yet, which Dragon was thankful about.

Please just be an unmarked fishing boat, Dragon thought, I don’t want to have to arrest or kill any of my friends.

Dragon was leaning against the tree with his eyes closed, trying not to panic. Ace was in his arms, passed out from his eating binge with Garp. Holding his son helped calm him down a little.

Garp was also asleep, face down in the grass and snoring.

Kuzan was leaning against Dragon’s shoulder, still awake and thinking.

“Hey Dragon?” Kuzan quietly asked.

“Hmm?” Dragon hummed, “What’s wrong?”

“I don’t like the way Akainu was looking at you.” Kuzan whispered, “Or Ace. I think he’s planning something.”

That caught Dragon’s attention. He quickly opened his eyes and looked at his brother.

“What do you mean?” Dragon whispered back, trying to hide the tremble in his voice.

“He’s been staring at you two for the entire day.” Kuzan told him, “Almost punched him, but I stopped myself.”

Dragon snorted at hearing that.

“Better than me, I was ready to kill him.” Dragon let out a little laugh, then he got serious again, “What do you think he might be planning?”

“Definitely something to do with you.” Kuzan said, “Why’d you sleep with him anyway? You must have poor taste.”

“I do not have poor taste!” Dragon exclaimed, offended, “I was simply angry and had a lapse in judgement. I hated myself immediately afterwards, thank you very much.”

“Good, I’d be questioning your sanity next if you didn’t.” Kuzan told him, “But seriously, don’t go anywhere near Akainu alone.”

“I’ll try my best not to.” Dragon promised, wrapping his arm around Kuzan and pulling his brother closer, “And thank you for looking out for us.”

“What are brothers for otherwise?” Kuzan laughed.

They sat quietly under the tree for a moment before they saw Henry and Akainu walking towards them.

At the sight of them, Kuzan quickly kicked Garp awake. Then he got up and started dusting himself off so Garp wouldn’t notice.

“Hm.. Wha? Who hit me?!” Garp yelled, startling awake.

“Akainu and Henry are back.” Dragon told him while carefully standing up so Ace stayed asleep.

Garp groaned and stood up.

“I hope they didn’t find anything so we can leave.” Garp grumbled, “This is starting to get boring!”

Dragon just hummed in agreement, his eyes focused on Ace cradled in his arms. The toddler was curled up like a kitten, softly snoring away. Dragon gently rubbed his son’s cheek and Ace just tucked himself in closer.

Hopefully this mission results in nothing, Dragon thought, I don’t want Ace to see any carnage just yet.

Dragon knew he couldn’t keep Ace hidden away from the world forever, especially with who his biological parents were. It would be like trapping a wild animal in too small of a cage. 

He just wanted Ace to enjoy childhood first.

Then off in the distance, Dragon heard a familiar voice.

“Hee-haw! Would you look at this fabric, Inazuma?” The familiar voice asked, “Look at the pattern!”

“Yes, it is very nice.” A second familiar voice agreed, “But we should be headed back to the ship now.”

Goddammit Ivankov, Dragon thought, Why are you here?!

{It seems like Ace will be seeing carnage sooner rather than later.}

-

Kind of a boring set up chapter, but I tried to make it funny. 🤷‍♀️

I just thought: Who has a big and unmistakeable presence that would blow an undercover mission? Ah yes, Ivankov.

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Chapter 46- Part 20

Oh-? Has Radomus come to the same conclusion I have? I hope so, and I hope this time he isn’t painfully cryptic about it.

Oooooh noooo, yeah, I think they’re a victim of time dilation, ooooh Adrienn honey oh nooo…

…Well, I mean, if you go visit Jasper and Beryl Wards, that’ll technically still be true-

YOUR GYM??? EVEN THE TIME DISPLACEMENT VICTIM IS A GYM LEADER!?!

No kidding, I need to find out what this Gym of theirs is! They said something about a port, so- oh good lord, is that destroyed and abandoned Gym back in Coral Ward their Gym?? No Adrienn, it’s too gruesome, look away!!

Will they? I thought the Reborn League had the proper eighteen Gym Leaders, I don’t remember hearing anything about one being straight-up just…gone? And what type do they even specialize in, can they take their position back? My first thought would be maybe they’re a Water Leader, based on Coral Ward’s location and the blue on their design, but uuuh…Amaria’s already got that down, so...awkward?

Then again, there are other types associated with the color blue- Ice and Dragon for starters, but those are also already taken (as I said before, I’m 99% sure Saphira is a Dragon specialist). Flying is also associated with a light blue, like Adrienn’s hair, so…maybe they’re the Flying Leader? I guess having a seaside Gym doesn’t necessarily mean you have to be a Water-type specialist, I mean just look at Brawly and Volkner.

As tempting as that is, this chapter has been going far longer than I thought it would and I still need to heal the rest of Xera’s team at a Pokémon Center, so we’ll have to meet up with the others a bit later.

Even so, feels a bit weird being back in the city again after spending all that time in Aventurine, but at least now backtracking won’t be as painful. But at the same time, now I’m concerned…if Adrienn was time dilated while down there, did Xera and the others also get time dilated…? The city doesn’t look that different from the last time we were here, so maybe it wasn’t as bad for them?

Well, regardless of time shenanigans, first thing’s first- the nearest Pokémon Center! Probably Lapis Ward? Maybe?

And now, after all that…it’s time to end things off. Like I said, I wasn’t expecting this chapter to be as lengthy or eventful as it ended up being- so much for fitting in prep for the next Gym battle. This might be the longest chapter so far, at least in terms of the amount of images. Just about 600 images and/or GIFs, the full 30 per post! This session has been t h i c c-

But I had a great time! I was so stressed going into Citae Astrae with my limited healing items, and then seeing a whole Arceus- but it worked out, and dare I say…I kinda had fun in the end, despite the terror and the stress! But with the reveals about Adrienn, I have no idea what’s gonna happen next time- I thought we’d save Gardevoir and then get ready to challenge Radomus’ Gym, but maybe not? Ah well, all will become clear next time- hopefully. 

But regardless, I hope you all enjoyed this installment, I hope it was worth the wait, it sure was for me, and I’m extremely looking forward to the next one! Until then!

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WAIT DID WE REMEMBER TO GET THE AMETHYST PENDANT BACK FROM EL-!?

CURRENT TEAM:

Riptide

Species: Feraligatr

Gender: Male

Level: 60

Ability: Sheer Force*

Item: Protective Pads

Brave nature; Alert to sounds.

Glare

Species: Arbok

Gender: Female

Level: 59

Ability: Intimidate

Item: Black Sludge

Naughty nature; Highly curious.

Bloom

Species: Roserade

Gender: Male

Level: 60

Ability: Technician*

Item: Big Root 

Docile nature; Alert to sounds.

Prong

Species: Vikavolt

Gender: Female

Level: 59

Ability: Levitate

Item: Zoom Lens

Rash nature; Loves to eat.

Crater

Species: Camerupt

Gender: Female

Level: 59

Ability: Magma Armor

Item: Quick Claw

Hardy nature; Often scatters things.

Kirin

Species: Girafarig

Gender: Female

Level: 59

Ability: Sap Sipper*

Item: Twisted Spoon

Quirky nature; Thoroughly cunning.

CURRENT BOXES:

NUMBER OF RELOADS: 41

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Revolution - 59: Showdown

Translator: Creampuffs

Rei: Come, everyone. Enjoy tonight’s banquet to your heart’s content!

[Read on my blog for the best viewing experience with Oi~ssu ♪]

Location: Auditorium

Rei: Come, everyone. Enjoy tonight’s banquet to your heart’s content!

Tonight is “UNDEAD”s" night of resurrection! Nighttime is our stage, after all. We shall sing and dance - rejoicing tonight!

Kaoru: No, no. You’re the only one who’s gotten day and night mixed up, Sakuma-san~ Well, I guess it’s not like I hate the night.

Only delinquents get to enjoy the nightlife! It makes you feel alive, doesn’t it~? ♪

Koga: Hah! You two should be more energetic!

C’mere, Adonis! Let’s shout and scream so we don’t lose to those two pieces of junk! Say somethin’!

Adonis: If I must speak, then I’ll do my best. But there’s no point competing with members of the same unit.

Adonis: In our case, the sort of distance where we can snap at each other might be "perfect" for us.

But I’ll hang on tightly in order to not be shaken off. Do you understand what I’m trying to say?

Kuro: (Tch…)

(Things aren’t looking good. “AKATSUKI” is feeling restless due to the unexpected situation.)

(We, “AKATSUKI”, specialise in traditional performing arts, but this wasn’t within our expectations.)

(Traditional performing arts is all about demonstrating its true value by doing our usual routines flawlessly.)

(But they spoiled our start. We failed to hit from the first step. It might be next-to impossible for us to reclaim what we lost.)

(They have four people. The two of us have to hold the fort until Hasumi returns.)

(It’s human nature to look in the direction with more people who occupy more space on stage.)

(“UNDEAD” is already very self-assertive as it is. If they act like they own the place, then we’ll just look like backup dancers.)

(The prestigious “AKATSUKI” who currently stands at the top of the school will be reduced to a supporting role? That’s not funny.)

(Well, it doesn’t matter. When Hasumi returns, we should be able to hold out until we’re evenly matched in strength in the worst-case scenario.)

(Besides, it’s not my job to do the thinking. We’ll just do what we always do – perform flawlessly, and then win.)

(That’s “AKATSUKI” – that’s our way of doing things.)

(All I can do is to play my part. I’ll fulfil my duty, but I won’t overdo it.)

(There’s also the issue that ruined the "Dragon King Competition", too. I don’t really feel like fighting.)

(It should be fine as long as I play my part properly by acting carefully and making sure I don’t make any mistakes.)

(But we’re fighting against “UNDEAD” of all units? They’re an antique – Who knew they make an appearance now?)

(I thought the Transfer Student’s unit would come out…)

(Where are they, and what are they doing?)

Koga: Hey, looks like we’ve got a frowner here. Eh, Kiryu-senpai?

Kukaka! The strongest unit in the school is nothing special! Serves ya right!

We never got to finish our battle during the “Dragon King Competition”, after all. I’m gonna make ya grovel at my feet!

It’s too late to cry and apologise~! Beasts are strongest when they’re wounded – I’m gonna tear out your throat!

Kuro: Shut up. Don’t make such a fuss on stage.

Sakuma… Looks like your pet dog needs to be disciplined.

Rei: My apologies, what an embarrassment. Doggy has yet to grow out of his habit of barking at people.

But, well, he does a good job threatening others.

Dogs have had the ability to drive away evil spirits by howling since ancient times. It’s perfect when it comes to driving away the old customs that have spread throughout this school like a curse – don’t you think?

It’s a full moon tonight – We shall drive the audience into a state of frenzy.

Dogs can be heard howling in the distance as the demons and monsters begin their banquet.

Tonight shall be a night full of more madness than you’ll ever find in your nightmares ♪

Kuro: Oh? The demons and monsters will run away when they hear dogs barking? Then that means you should leave the stage, right, “UNDEAD”?

Koga: Hey, I said I’m not a dog! Stop calling me one or I’m seriously gonna get pissed off! I’mma kill ya!

Souma: …Hm.

Your unit appears to be in rather good spirits. Would you not say the same, Adonis-dono?

Adonis: Everyone is talkative, so it makes things easier for me.

Souma: We may be fellow comrades of Class A, but I shan’t go easy on you.

Those who are insolent will atone for their actions with a miserable defeat.

Adonis: Yeah. I’m fully aware what we’re doing is ill-mannered.

But if we’re speaking of comrades, then you shouldn’t be saying those things to me.

Souma: What do you mean?

Adonis: …I’ve said too much. I knew I was never any good at conversing. I’ll focus on the performance.

Souma: Right. The spotlight is not shining down on us youngsters. I shall respect my upperclassmen who have supported Yumenosaki Academy thus far.

The main performer has arrived.

Keito: Sorry to keep you waiting.

This outfit is difficult to put on without Kiryu’s help.

Kuro: Oh, right… Sorry, my hands were tied.

“AKATSUKI” are blessed with members with good physiques and posture, so it makes making outfits a lotta fun, and I end up making complicated outfits.

Keito: I don’t mind. The outfits you make are also one of "AKATSUKI’s" weapons.

I don’t mind if you make outfits for other units. That’s why I’ve allowed you to have this side job.

It’s because you’re so sincere that the students don’t aim their hatred towards “AKATSUKI”. They even support us – We have many achievements to our name.

The victors will be none other than us – “AKATSUKI”.

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Hello there! This is the Alterhuman Safe Space account. I’m here to answer whatever questions I can and support those who need a shoulder to cry on. Currently this account is only ran by one person so I may not be able to full understand some experiences, but I won’t turn anyone away because of it.

I hope to post asks, and teach the terminology of the community, teach others about the community, and provide a safe space for those who don’t fit in the social norms. That is the primary goal of this account.

This account will block those who’re unacceptably hateful and rude. This is for main account runner and any potential other runners of the account’s safety and mental health. Hate speech against people of color, the LGBTQ+, alterhumans, furries, and others are considered unacceptable under any circumstances.

This is a 13+ safe blog, though there may be some swearing depending on which runner is speaking.

Rules for Asks:

1. Respect the account and whoever runs it as those who run it are still living beings. If you don’t like something, feel free to block or not interact.

2. Don’t put your name in the ask box. This is to protect yourself. This does mean you can ask anonymously if it feels more comfortable for you.

3. This account will understand constructive criticism and will fix any mistakes on the blog. Either by doing an update post, or by reblogging the new information.

4. If you have a request, feel free to DM this account instead of sending an ask. This can include identities, shift types, or other topics like sexualities. Just remember this is primarily a blog for alterhumans in the end and our primary content will be for those of that demographic.

5. Please don’t flirt with anyone on this account. It’s not cute or funny and will be considered as harassment if it’s continuous. You get a single warning before you’re put on a do not answer list.

6. Don’t be afraid to tell the blog your own experiences and alterhuman identities! We are accepting of pretty much any and all identities (Unless it’s genuinely harmful to others).

7. Please read the account runners’ introductions as they will give you a name, pronouns, and emoji tag to refer to them in asks and pms. It will also let you know what identities are on and off the table to ask about. This does include nonhuman identities, but again, try to stay on the alterhuman topic.

Main Account Runner:

My name is Saiph (pronounced as Safe) and I’m 21 years old. I use He/They pronouns.

I’ve been awakened for around a year, but possibly awakened longer than that without knowledge of the therian/otherkin community for about 2-3. I identify primarily as otherkin for simplicity, but I’m also fictionkin, copingkin and trying to figure out if my copinglink is more of a kith/hearttype.

Other things to note are that I have ADHD and autism with my special interests being dnd, dragons, stars, deities, and mythology. My hobbies include drawing, crocheting, reading, writing and music.

I’m one person who will swear on this account.

Any of my non-alterhuman identities are on the table to ask about. But pushing into traumas that may be identified with them are not at all ok to ask about.

You’re free to ask me details about any and all of my alterhuman identities.

My identities not related to alterhumanity:

White, Trans Man, Demiboy, Omniromantic, Demiaroace, Androsexual, Ambiamorous, Furry, beginner witch

My alterhuman Identities specifically being:

Otherkin- I’m dragonkin. I tend to equate it primarily with western dragons despite my kintype also having fur. The scales are dark, but look as if they captured the night sky within them. It’s eyes are a cool silver color with black sclerae the horns capturing nebulae.

Shifts~ Mental shifts, emotional shifts, perception shifts, phantom shifts, astral shifts, aura shifts, bi-locational shifts, spiritual shifts

No currently known shift triggers or grounding methods. I tend to push through the negative shifts with this and remind myself that I am physically a human.

Fictionkin- I am a fictionkin of Julian Devorak from the game “The Arcana A Mystic Romance”. This is my oldest known alterhuman identity.

Shifts~ Emotional shifts, mental shifts, minor phantom shifts (mostly clothing/figure/hair when it’s a good shift. Negative shifts include me looking like his reversed form, or taking on aspects of it)

One shift trigger happens if I let my hair grow out or I dye my hair auburn. Though those cause positive shifts. Negative shift triggers aren’t fully known yet as it’s normally too late when I am trying to figure it out. No known grounding for the negative shifts as my emotions are way too high and may need to sleep the feelings off.

Copingkin- This one was figured out very recently, but I’m a Fenrirkin. This is one of my less shifty alterhuman identities, but when I do they’re not all that pleasant.

Shifts~ Minor phantom shifts, emotional shifts, bi-locational shifts, perception shifts, to be further figured out

Normally the shift triggers happen when I’m in a heightened emotional state, so normally I almost always have an emotional shift up. My perception of reality gets kinda messed up as my coping kin basically embodies the emotions of betrayal and suspicion of authority/humans. I do get minor phantom shifts of chains whenever I wear a choker. The worst of these shifts include me wanting to bite into my hand, primarily the right hand, as hard as I can. There are no known full on grounding methods. I believe talking out my emotions is the only way known right now to ground myself. Either that, or give into the need to bite into my hand as hard as I can.

⚠️This identity for me is primarily a negative experience during shifts. As much as it might sound cool to have a copingkin of Fenrir, for me it’s not exactly sunshine and rainbows most of the time.⚠️

Copinglink- Anatolian Shepherd/Saint Bernard mix is my copinglink. I’m trying to figure out if this is a kith/hearttype as I ado feel a familial bond with the two breeds

Shifts~ Minor phantom shifts, mental shifts, sensory shifts, perception shifts

I originally linked onto and started identifying as a generalized overview of medium and large sized dogs due to a pretty nasty breakup. My loving style is that of a dog and so are my behaviors when I’m hurt but I’m not feeling like turning it on myself. It was an identity to cope with everything going on at the time. As of the current moment it may be copingkith as I don’t identify myself with either breed, but I can feel the connection of what they were bred to do and the overall mannerisms of dogs shift triggers normally happen when I’m feeling like I’m in survival mode. There’s no grounding needed as eventually it goes away and isn’t detrimental to my physical health.

Questioning- Raven and/or crow kith/hearttype

Shifts~ None, I just have a very familial connection with them. So no shift triggers or grounding for shifts of these creatures

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July 29 - Day 1  Time 

Eon’s Fringe had been a curious posting. Pyraelia had volunteered to help as a representative of the Kirin Tor, partially because she could — she’d always been skilled with small acts of chronomancy and that was a definite need in the town that had been frozen — but also in part because it was the first time since the time bomb in Suramar that this kind of research opportunity had presented itself. 

She had been tasked with finding the ‘out of place’ objects and adjusting them to fit if they belonged or bring them to the attention of the Bronze dragons in the area to put them back in their correct timeline. Or, in some cases, have their resonance changed to fit the current timeline so they could stay. 

That was her main focus, in truth, and what she had spent many of her more restless nights delving into — cementing something, or someone, out of place to this Azeroth. 

Khaeris was here, too. On edge, understandably, as one of those ‘out of place’ people. Pyra was determined to finally figure out a way to make her best friend permanently part of their timeline, whether through new magic or as a favor from the Bronzes themselves. 

Her tapestry spell had held fast over the last many years. It was a decent enough anchor to keep Khaeris attached to their Azeroth, but it was a little juvenile and clumsy. Especially now, with all the wear on the timeways, there was a risk of it starting to fray — but there was also so much potential benefit in coming up with something entirely new, or at the very least, more magic to weave in to strengthen it further. 

Mairidormi, her main contact, had been generous enough in enduring her daily barrage of questions. Initially their relationship had been a bit more tense and transactional, but over the weeks the Bronze dragon had warmed up and was more actively interested in rambling down theoretical arcane routes in the course of conversation, which had only resulted in Pyraelia needing more and more notebooks to fill. 

Bartender Bob slid a coffee to her across the counter on a far too early morning, and Mairi paused for a moment as they were charting out the quadrant of town meant for adjusting. Her furrowed brow and frown gave way to an enigmatic smile, “You have a sister, don’t you, Scholar Sunmote?” 

Pyraelia nodded and slowed her scrawling on her small, pocket map that would inevitably be filled with colored dots for each item encountered and manipulated, “I do, yes. Why?” 

Mairi shrugged and picked up her own ordered tea before answering, “You should invite her to help, I think. You have picked up a few different timelines since you’ve been here, there’s one I like better than the others, where she’s here helping, it’s probably the right one.” 

Fiorenze was a wonderful scryer, and could more easily find the “correct” origin locations of the objects that had found their way here. She’d been able to find Khaeris when she had originally been corrected, and people across the thousands of realms of death. 

It wasn’t a terrible idea. 

Her nose wrinkled enough that it made Mairi laugh, and she sipped her coffee while she mulled it over.  “Are you allowed to tell me things like that, Mairi?” 

“It’s authority I’m granted eventually, and that’s fine enough for me,” the dragon brushed a bit of the silver hair her visage bore back behind a short, pointed ear. 

Pyraelia rolled her eyes and couldn’t help a mirthful smirk. She wasn’t going to turn down the offer of information, knowing full well that was a gift.

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