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Small fantasy worldbuilding elements you might want to think about:

A currency that isn’t gold-standard/having gold be as valuable as tin

A currency that runs entirely on a perishable resource, like cocoa beans

A clock that isn’t 24-hours

More or less than four seasons/seasons other than the ones we know

Fantastical weather patterns like irregular cloud formations, iridescent rain

Multiple moons/no moon

Planetary rings

A northern lights effect, but near the equator

Roads that aren’t brown or grey/black, like San Juan’s blue bricks

Jewelry beyond precious gems and metals

Marriage signifiers other than wedding bands

The husband taking the wife's name / newlyweds inventing a new surname upon marriage

No concept of virginity or bastardry

More than 2 genders/no concept of gender

Monotheism, but not creationism

Gods that don’t look like people

Domesticated pets that aren’t re-skinned dogs and cats

Some normalized supernatural element that has nothing to do with the plot

Magical communication that isn’t Fantasy Zoom

“Books” that aren’t bound or scrolls

A nonverbal means of communicating, like sign language

A race of people who are obligate carnivores/ vegetarians/ vegans/ pescatarians (not religious, biological imperative)

I’ve done about half of these myself in one WIP or another and a little detail here or there goes a long way in reminding the audience that this isn’t Kansas anymore.

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Konohagakure Military Forces Organization

It took a while but it’s finally done.

HOKAGE

The highest authority of Konohagakure, the face of the Fire Country’s military forces and has the duty to lead, administer and protect Konoha and to ensure the maximum prosperity of the village.

KONOHA COUNCIL

The Konoha Council, made up of the village’s top officials and people the Hokage trusts. Their duty is to assist the Hokage in governing Konoha and to offer their opinion on decisions that must be made with the greatest benefit to Konoha in mind.

In addition, in case the Hokage is unable to choose his successor, the council is responsible for finding eligible candidates for the position.

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Merventurine Masterpost

a compilation of all my merman aventurine series in chronological order

Part 0: Prequel

Part 1: The merman and lighthouse keeper

Part 2: Doctor's new patient

Part 3: Bath enthusiast

Part 4: Chalk eater

Part 5: Numby the trespasser

Part 6: Outdoor experience

Part 7: Little gay merman with little gay dreams

Part 8: Gift of aventurines

Part 9: Professor Ratio

Part 10: Tail hug

Part 11: Bad dreams

Part 12: Back to the sea

Part 13: Doctor's studies

Part 14: Siren song

Part 15: Smitten idiots

Part 16: Sea witch Jade

Part 17: Stoneheart mers

Part 18: Jelena

Part 19: The ten stonehearts

Part 20: Human affection

Part 21: Greedy fool

Part 22: The fool yearns for light

Part 23: Opal

Part 24: Lovers

Part 25: Off to dawn

Part 26: Sleep well, Aventurine

Part 27: First day as human

Part 28: The same beach without him

man this thing is long

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dabi and shigaraki similarities

(i made this post on my old account, @bluerpurples, but had more ideas so im remaking it all)

!manga spoilers!

hair changes

causing their own ends

abusive dads

bad childhoods

recalling childhood

their body is not their own

afo finding them

“you can’t be a hero”

kicking the shit out of endeavor

moms that want to protect them

their inner child being reached

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So relatable

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the suffering never ends

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OUR VERY FIRST CROSSOVER EPISODE GUYS!!! :>

Miinor mentions from the Loki TV series but no spoilers. Not a lot of mcu lore require tbh just basic stuff

Set in the future of Player Status where the Artificer is now very in tuned with their abilities and has been Teyvat for a quite a while. This will be hard to grasp of you haven't read 🎇The Fic.🎇

Stars are not visible in daylight. We could equate searching for the dim light of these distant celestial bodies in the blanket of photons from our overwhelming sun to spotting a snowflake in a blizzard.

That was the scientific explanation, one brought over from your world. You don't know how much of it applies over in Teyvat though, with the sky being fake and all the jazz. Still… fake or not, fact remains, that stars don't show themselves until the sun recedes into the horizon.

Then why did one appear today?

It was still noon when the corner of your eyes caught sight of it. A shining speck in azure heavens, bright enough to be visible to the naked eye and was it…?

The supposed star soon turned into a meteor. One that anyone willing to lend sight could spot, and with the elevation of Wangshu Inn, you had the front view.

Something like Unreconciled Stars?

You couldn't tell for sure, but this was only one unlike an entire constellation that fell before. Hands clutching the balcony railings, you watched it fall… east.

Sal Terrae

"Ver Goldet, let Xiao know that I'll be back soon."

Now more in tuned with your abilities, teleportation stopped being as wondrous as it was initially… Still you'll never be not grateful for it. Walking (swimming?) all the way from Wangshu Inn to Sal Terrae? No thank you, these waypoints existed for a reason and you'll be damned if you don't use them accordingly. Just a blink and you've arrived at the destination. No unnecessary effort required. You gently pat the device as a makeshift thanks before moving on with the aim in hand.

Finding where it landed.

The Millilith or adventurer's guild might send for investigations of their own, still you'd prefer the first look.

Sal Terrae

You remember the history of the place, the tragic end of a God that was simply too weak? Still, however weak the god, they were still leagues above humans. Death of Harvia caused everyone in the vicinity to turn into salt.

You don't dwell on the thoughts, except for eliciting sympathy for the demise of a few genuine ones. There isn't much the dead gods can do or hope to get.

Well, unless they are corrupted remains, of course. That's a whole different story altogether.

There are many things one might expect themselves to stumble upon here, an artifact or relic, dangers and threats alike. In a grave of a deceased God, what you don't expect to find is him.

Adorned in black, Golds and green. Looking a bit worse for wear, but that was mostly the dust (or salt?) and, well, he did quite literally fall from the sky.

Man's bound for some bodily aches… unless—

Green eyes snap open and you immediately back off, maintaining distance. That doesn't seem to work though, he's already spotted you and is hastening to stand upright. And so he does, without any bodily pains, apparently. He stands up, tall and imposing. Intimidation? But you are far too fascinated by the prospect of him existing and being here of all places to have any thoughts of alarm.

When Loki made contact with the tesseract, he expected to be teleported somewhere far. Literally anywhere away from this place, New York, and this predicament. Minutes, seconds, an opportunity, that's all he needed, to reevaluate and reconcile. He could feel the sand underneath, vicinity to the sea, and was that a scent of salt in the air? An island, perhaps? Yeah, he could work on a remote island, just anywhere away from his brother and those avengers.

His eyes had shot open immediately and what greeted him was a curious figure. Sure, you backed away a little, but even as he stood to his full height, you were stagnant. Unmoving and staring at him with wide eyes.

"I am Loki, of Asguard"

No fucking way

"And I am burdened with glorious purpose. "

"HOLY SHIT"

Fear or surprise, maybe both?

"I know who you are. "

This does bring about mirth on his face. Well, the attack on New York was massive enough to garner international attention. And if you already knew his deeds, what he was capable of? Well, In that case, you won't be hard to overwhelm

"Loki Odinson or Laufeyson… whichever one you prefer, really."

"last I knew you were in the middle of a multiversal crisis," like seriously how the fuck was he "what-How are you here?"

"No… you listen to me mortal," his presence now breached the barriers of personal space "I ask the questions here, not answer them. "

Yikes,

And this would be scary if you weren't already used to being attacked at first sight. Diluc did it, Enjou did it… this was bound to get repetitive, and it was.

That well, and the literal invincibility you had here, fuel to your bravado and recklessness at times.

"Where is this place? And where is the tesseract?" he hadn't failed to notice the absence of the cosmic cube. Not nearby, and if you had it or hid it, you would give it up. One way or another.

Tesseract?

Weren't the stones deemed trivial by the TVS? And he was supposed to know this. That and the fact that you didn't see any glowing cubes nearby.

Something doesn't add up.

You ignore his commanding gaze and think to yourself, ever since you arrived in Teyvat, normal logic had been thrown out of the window. But him showing up here? And with the ye old isekai method?

That went a bit too much into the bullshit category.

You're still getting used to the prospect of him actually existing as you stare at him and through him. Dressed in green and gold, the colors contrast but compliment black accents his robes have. A bit disheveled, and it feels so familiar. As if you've seen this before… somewhere else.

"you're from New York ''

The cube somehow brought him here, that's why…

"Got defeated by the avengers… but managed to escape via the Tesseract, huh? That's why you're still dressed up like-"

"Answers… but to all the wrong questions. ," another step closer,

"choose your next words wisely worm"

Worm?

Rude.

Still, you'll comply with this once.

"you are no longer on Midgard… or anywhere near you'd know to be honest. But that's just the isekied life "

And there was a dagger under your throat now

"a completely different world, my dude. I'm sure you won't know - "

"try me"

"welcome to Teyvat Loki Odinson "

And of course he didn't know, can't hold it against him though. There were simply way too many planets and civilizations to keep track of. But you were going off on a tangent and calling this a new world, not to mention the recognition in your eyes and lax form in his presence. You stare at him and through him at the same time, and you talk as if you know.

What he knows is that he doesn't like it, not by one but.

The blade is elevated, just silver away from skin.

"Oh no, by all means, go on. It's better if we get this out of the way first."

"I just might"

Obedience was a must and if he'll have to instill that into you, then so be it. His magic responds instantaneously,... Green mist discharging itself into the air itself, this just might turn out to be interesting. Fun? he's not too sure of because you don't exactly look like the conflict types… oh well, it won't matter either way.

"yeah, that won't work on me. "

You move out of the way as the dagger is plunged higher.

"that too"

Woosh

Projectiles thrown also lose velocity mid way

You raise an eyebrow at the sudden attack. That does nothing to deter him though. In fact, he seems almost excited about what he has planned for you.

"I wonder if your body is capable of being torn apart"

Your eyes widen,

"If not, perhaps your mind will. "

He reaches forward to grab your head.

And for just this moment… it's all too real.

All the muscles in your body tense up in preparation for pain that never comes. A strange sort of numbness begins to spread throughout your entire person as you stare blankly ahead.

[Player Status]

Absolute immunity

It dissipates as soon as it begins. You shake your head slightly, breaking off any remnants of the act, if there were any.

"Are you done?"

Did it just… not go through? The scepter, yeah that could malfunction but him? He should at least have been able to see through your memories… maybe poke around a bit.

"Who are you really?"

"I'm [Name], not native to this world. Much like you… and-"

"Yes, this is where the meteor fell. Investigate the area thoroughly. "

Millilith, and damn, are they punctual.

"I'd love to talk, but I'm in no mood to be interrogated right now. " You gestured to the source of voices, which grew increasingly closer by the minutes.

"a conversation like that requires… more favorable of surroundings."

A golden pot floats in the empty space.

"What even is that?"

You catch his eyes and shoot a grin.

"magic I'm sure you are well versed"

Again, call it a bluff or you being impressively lucky when you go about spouting facts about him.

"and if I'm not? "

"don't sell yourself too short, I'm sure Frigga taught you well"

You point over to the now glowing tea pot. "favorable surroundings"

"And what makes you think that I'll follow?"

Just a shug and half knowing look.

"only one way to find out" you touch the top, skin becoming increasingly bright and disappear.

The light vanishes, leaving behind the artifact in its wake. Still floating and still glowing slightly. .

The sun shines brightly overhead, it glints over the sand, the water... Over this tea pot and him. Wind that trusses through the area, bringing the voice of approaching soldiers closer. Not that they could ever be a threat to him.

Whatever all this was, whatever you were… not finding out and not seeing you again, it was something that he could very well do without. And you honestly thought that he'd follow? When all around him is a wide open expanse, an alternative universe or planet. The expanse is never too big or unreasonable, never him.

Hands hover over the floating ornament.

Really, he doesn't have to. Whatever all this was, he's sure he can figure out on his own.

" Are you done?"

How his abilities were nullified against you, the rather blank expression you had, as if expecting such happenings.

Lowering his hand to touch the teapot.

He doesn't have to… but damn, do you make for an interesting one.

"Oh…. I was honestly starting to think you weren't going to show up." you let out an audible sigh of relief when you spotted him.

"and if I didn't… what would you have done?"

"ú_ú. I would become very sad. "

A raised brow and probably the best possible "wtf" face, but you missed it entirely as you strode forward to your mansion.

"What is this place, anyway? Your personal realm?"

"yeah something like that. "

Okay, now he was definitely onto something. What level of a being were to possess a realm all to yourself?

"wanna head inside? I decorate it myself, kinda proud of that, not gonna lie. It’s much more comfortable. "

You clapped your hand together and turned around to face him.

"food or anything to drink…? What's your preference?"

"What are you getting at?"

Hand to heart, you faked being hurt.

"I am a generous host… besides it's not everyday I get to meet Loki Odinson of Asguard, that's one glorious purpose in my eyes"

Again, you were back with these quips that you shouldn't even be aware of. A sharp inhale and he asks you.

"How do you know me?"

"Let me start from the beginning…"

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💅 anon I might just have to make three (3)... But holy shit!! This is officially the longest thing I've written 2k words.... Loki what kind of power do you have on me.... But heh this is my offering, peak self indulgence, the crossover no one asked for...

Wait...

My anons did want this... So maybe its not completely obsolete????

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I made these as a way to compile all the geographical vocabulary that I thought was useful and interesting for writers. Some descriptors share categories, and some are simplified, but for the most part everything is in its proper place. Not all the words are as useable as others, and some might take tricky wording to pull off, but I hope these prove useful to all you writers out there!

(save the images to zoom in on the pics)

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Do you know the whole topic that humans get attached to anything very easily? I just remembered a quote from Harry Potter that sounded something like this: 'Once I had a stone. He die.' (yes, I need so little)

And I thought, what if there is a human with a pet stone on the alien ship?

H: Yes, Pudding is such an asshole. He's always screeching into my sneakers and yelling loudly for food, but, dude, he once protected my daughter from a dog. Marta adores him and I also love our cat.

A: I will never cease to be surprised by the habit of humans keeping dangerous predators as pets, but I think it paid off for you.

H2: Yeah, I've always dreamed of a cat, too, but my mother didn't allow it when I was a child. Then I got Boulder.

A: Boulder?

H2: My pet stone. *gets Boulder*

H2: He's been with me for 20 years, I love him and I won't trade him for anyone else.

A: ???

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Institute of Galactic Culture

Imagine that somewhere in the galaxy there is a super prestigious university and in honor of the discovery of a new intelligent species that joins them, a lecture on humanity is being held at the faculty of "Life and Culture of Intelligent Species". They even invite humans!

I have a poor imagination, but I just see a man standing in front of a crowd of alien students and seriously/jokingly broadcasting:

"Lesson number one, my children, everything on Earth - alive and inanimate - is potentially deadly, so when you take up research for the final project, make sure that there is a human-accompanying with you."

"Any object in the hands of human can also potentially cause significant damage" *twirls a pen in his fingers*

"Did you know that if human dries incorrectly, they can die?"

"Never choose Australia. Even most humans believe that God just threw all his strangest, failed and dangerous experiments there..."

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Do you know that Kakashi and Yoriichi have the same voice actor? I just see this scene:

Muzan, met people in an alley: What nasty creatures. You're annoying, so I'll kill you and then eat you.

Kakashi, passing by: Maa, Maa, Creepy-san, could you tell me how to get to Konoha?

Muzan: You ask stupid questions and are surprisingly annoying. I should get rid of you first.

Kakashi: Ah, but I'm just a traveler who got lost on the path of life. But if you want to try... (getting serious) don't be offended by the result.

Muzan, mentally: Why am I trembling?

Muzan: *Yoriichi flashbacks*

Muzan: Fuck you *panic*

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So, to have something here, I'll just publish something from my archive. my English is not very good, so I'm sorry for the mistakes

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1. Where it is something like a prologue

Death is a very dubious thing.

Shinobi are forced to learn about it very early. Death follows in their footsteps like a faithful companion, ready to reap souls. Some met her in passing, a few rushed to her face to face, but Death drove them away with a grin.

(Cap. Cap. The nose is clogged with the familiar smell of iron. Blood drips slowly from his hands.)

During the war years, the period of blissful ignorance is even shorter. And Shinobi is constantly at war. In such times, Death looks into many houses.

Shinobi must be ready to face death. After all, this is a natural part of life, even if many meet it in an unnatural way. It was impossible to predict at what point the meeting with death would take place. However, it didn't take much imagination to imagine what would come after.

For a while, Kakashi really hoped for a meeting with Death. After all, suicide missions sound like an explicit suggestion. And for some reason, Death rejected him every time.

Then he had a team of cute little genins. Only after meeting them, Kakashi realized that these gremlins are able to drive him into the grave prematurely.

It suited him. He was ready to face Death for them.

In the end, that's about how it ended — he died fighting in the Great War of Legends against the Dead Gods, protecting what little was left of his family.

(Damn. It sounds so sweetly poetic. Since when?)

Kakashi died, but continued to live. And each time it got weirder. Or he was slowly going crazy himself. To be honest, he wouldn't be surprised.

An indignant cry pulled the man out of the pool of thoughts, forcing him to look away from the rainy landscape. "Kakashi-sensei!"

Looking down, Kakashi saw three familiar heads covered with raincoats and with varying degrees of discontent on their faces.

The redhead stepped forward, pointing an accusing finger at him. "You're late again, Sensei! If you're loafing around here, you'd better teach us jutsu!"

Kakashi laughed and gave the children his eye-smile.

"Maa, I just got lost on the paths of life and decided to wait until someone found me. I'm glad that my little students did it first."

Giggling, Kakashi slid off his perch back into the rain and to the children.

If Death wasn't ready for a date, he could always wait and see.

Or do something?

The lonely ninja. Version: Orphans of Rain