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#❀ spring feelings event ❀
animusicnerd · 1 year
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The spring event looks interesting, so I'll take my chance. >:D If it's not too much trouble, I can request:
Character: (twst) Sebek x Reader (female or neutral)
Yellow Hyacinth - jealous
Take your time and no pressure 🌌💐🎁
Spring Feelings Event
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✿ Pairing: Sebek Zigvolt x GN! Reader
✿ Flowers: ➺ Yellow Hyacinth - jealousy
✿ Notes: I got inspired by the TsumTsum event, particularly when Sebek got mad at his tsum a lot, so I thought it would be cute to put it in the story.
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It was a stupid thing to be jealous of, Sebek reasoned. No, no, he was not jealous of that jelly bean-shaped plushy. The same plushy that bounced around your shoulders, emitting your soft laughter, as you cooed at his mini clone. No, he was not jealous as you gently picked it up. The stupid little thing bouncing in your hands before going ramrod straight as you bestowed it with a kiss.
A kiss!
A kiss meant for him! Not for that stupid toy!
Sebek felt his blood boil. First, this thing has the gall to tag around Prince Malleus, and then wishes to steal your affections from him? That will not stand!
“Tsum!” Sebek barked. 
Both you and his double jumped in before turning your attention towards him. His hands slammed against the table, possibly cracking your only table in Ramshackle, as he stood up. His chair screeched and clattered behind him but Sebek didn’t care as he reached over, snatching the struggling plush from your hands.
“Sebek! Don’t hurt it!” you cried, standing up as well, your hand reaching towards the tsum.
At that, Sebek’s grip lightened but just a tiny bit. Tsum Sebek wiggled in his grip, attempting to get out but it was no use. This stupid thing would only jump right back into your arms. 
“Sebek,” you warned, now next to him, still reaching out to the stupid plush. “Let him go, he wasn’t doing anything.”
“He wasn’t doing anything?!” Sebek gave you an incredulous look. “Prefect! You cannot be blind to the fact that this toy is trying to steal your affections from me!”
He didn’t know what warranted him your sudden laughter but his cheeks still heated up with embarrassment. “Wha- what are you laughing at?!”
It took a while for your laughter to die down. You clutched your stomach leaning over the table as you continued to laugh and laugh and laugh and for a moment, Sebek’s embarrassment died down and he wondered if he should check if something was wrong with you.
Suddenly, the stupid jellybean jumped out of his hands and bounced over to you. Sebek screeched, arms reaching out to snatch him again but it was already in the safety of your embrace. 
Sebek huffed, arms crossing over his chest, as he and his look-a-like glared at each other. Your amusement had already died down but you were still giggling at the two of them staring at each other.
Then both heads snapped towards you and you were compelled to burst out laughing again. 
Sebek called out your name, the last syllable going up a notch. “This is a serious situation! I did not wish for competitors as I courted you! Why are you laughing?!”
“Because!” you smiled. “You’re cute when you’re jealous!”
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✿ Spring Feelings Event Prompts ✿
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Ingo stared after Emmet, watching as his brother took immense delight in hopping on top of the wooden stumps in what was clearly a play structure designed for children. The sun shone above them, so much so that Ingo idly used his black cap to fan his face, wiping sweat off of his brow. He greatly regretted wearing a black turtleneck and slacks for this outing, believing that leaving his coat behind would have sufficed enough for the weather. His mistake, one he would learn from so as to not repeat this color-fabric combo in the future.
Emmet, in comparison, didn't seem nearly as affected by the heat—something he attributed to the fact that his twin would never have to acclimate to the temperature shock that was going from mostly living in the tundra to suddenly a humid subtropical zone (or so Ingo had been informed was the climate of Unova after his first bout of heat exhaustion nearly a year ago now after he wore his Pearl Clan uniform out and about during the summer). He was used to temperatures like this. Ingo was not.
"Ingo! Join me!" Emmet called, practically hanging off of the side of the largest part of the structure, a cradle that was meant to represent an Unfezant nest, made of foraged materials true to the naturalist form of the park.
"I should rather prefer to stay on the trail, thank you," he commented. He looked around at a group of children approaching with their parents in tow. "Plus, I wouldn't want to encroach on space for kids to play."
"Killjoy!" Emmet stuck out his tongue at him, but made his way down the wooden ramp from the nest anyhow. He held onto the rope bridge as he descended, a smile on his face and a hum under his breath. "I'm using the structure as intended, you know. It's for all ages."
"Be that as it may, we shouldn't linger for far too long anyhow; we've already strayed too far off course," Ingo warned. "We've long since lost our tour guide."
"Pah! Don't need 'em," Emmet waved his concern off. "We've been to this garden before, yup. I am Emmet and I can guide you better than our guides could. An express line to all of our former favorite spots."
Nervously, he fiddled with the sleeves of his shirt, pulling them down to cover a ring that was left behind and no longer affixed to his wrist. "Perhaps, but we pre-registered for the tour and took a spot from someone who probably deserved it more-"
"Hey," Emmet gave him a stern look. "You qualified. So did I. You are equally as deserving of a spot."
See, the whole reason why they had chosen to visit the Nimbasa Botanic Gardens was that Emmet had gotten wind that there was an event held in the spring specifically designed for individuals with memory loss. From what Emmet surmised, it was meant as a way to provide a controlled sensory experience while also doubling as an all around pleasant outing. And since they had apparently spent their youth visiting the garden, he hoped that maybe scent memory would return some recollections to him. Ingo had agreed at first, finding himself missing the touch of nature that surrounded him in Hisui, but was now sorely regretting the idea entirely.
Ingo gave him a wry look in return, "I'm fairly certain that I shouldn't, after all, who else in the world can really say that their memory loss is at the fault of space-time accident. It's preposterous."
"You'd be surprised," Emmet huffed a laugh. "But fine. We can rejoin the group. I looked over the tour route earlier, we can catch up."
"Thank you," he let out a breathe he hadn't known he was holding in and gladly walked in step with his brother down the trail.
"I like that they added that. It's new, you know. We never had anything like that here as kids."
"No?"
"Nope! But then again, we spent a lot of time at the Big Stadium. Do you remember that time we both caught a ball, at the same time?"
Ingo looked away. "No."
"Hm. Well, we did. Still have it, somewhere."
As they walked, he gazed upon the many flowers in bloom. The garden was meticulously cared for with rows of yellow daffodils trailing alongside them as the cherry blossom trees rained petals down on them from above. There were other flowers there too, but if Ingo had any knowledge of them before, it certainly hadn't survived his accident.
"There are weeping cherries in the Kanto Hill-and-Pond Garden if you want to skip ahead of the group," Emmet spoke, prompted by the way that Ingo's eyes trailed after the white and pink flowers.
He frowned, "That doesn't seem fair."
"Just an idea. We're already delayed." Emmet shrugged, feigning nonchalance. "There are also camellias in bloom over there too."
Instinct almost had his hand straying to his belt, where his Chandelure's pokéball would have been had he not elected to keep her behind with their parents along with his multitude (really, far too many) of other Pokémon. Emmet had done the same, at Ingo's behest.
"They're also called 'April Remembered', fun fact," his twin commented.
It hadn't passed his notice that Emmet had... far too much optimism regarding Ingo's situation. Optimism that Ingo shared with him on most days, but sadly not all. Typically, usually, more often than not, Ingo was determined to unearth his past and all of the memories that had slipped him by. But for every sunny day there was a cloudy or even a rainy one that followed.
The sun may have been out on this day, but a conversation that he and his twin had shared earlier echoed in his mind like storm clouds gathering.
("Are our parents not joining us?"
"Ah, no... Mama's best friend had dementia, so it's... hard. For her. Sometimes. To see you and unwillingly think of... Well. This event would be too much, I think."
"I see."
"Yeah. Her and Dad will be staying in, so it'll be just us.")
"And if they aren't in bloom? Or never bloom again?" he broached, the true source of his discomfort making itself present and known in a bout of confidence that was perhaps unwise. He didn't want to break the peace or mood of the day, but... he had to ask.
Emmet stopped walking and turned to face him. An entire journey seemed to play out through his mind at the question, a twitch of his lips or a pinch to his brow appearing for just a moment before disappearing entirely. His twin was smart—and knew him better than anyone else—and so Ingo was confident he understood what he was truly asking him.
And while it took a moment longer than most people would have been accepted, Ingo's patience was rewarded with, "Then there are other flowers to enjoy. Simple as that."
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mitamicah · 27 days
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It is 4.50 am, I have been up for almost an hour. In about an hour we will travel to the airport - so excited 🤩
(Also sorry-not sorry for the gif xD)
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khaoray · 4 months
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No matter when you decide to come to me, and even if you choose not to be with me, I'm just going to love you.
@asiandramanet event 01: get to know the members ⥇ favourite drama couple @asiandramanet november bingo: quotes @userdramas get to know me bingo: relationship
Jung Hae In as Yoo Ji Ho and Han Ji Min as Lee Jeong In | One Spring Night (2019)
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eggmeralda · 6 months
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overcome with the sudden urge to listen to songs my friend likes...what does that mean
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Happy Grad Fest Day! Feeling very springy today 🌷🌼
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reinaazarolla · 8 months
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REINA AZAROLLA - SPRING FLING 2023
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melonisopod · 18 days
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Not to be a hater but this event kind of sucked.
For starters it was kind of boring and took a while to get into gear. Cu Alter got more moments to shine than Arjuna Alter, it seemed. Heck, Junao himself felt like he was just Arjuna with a different coat of paint. I know CBC events are usually half-baked and very short but this one just seemed kind of lazy even by CBC standards. Junao’s outfit is very cute but also kind of “meh.” I guess if you’re not specifically here into the nerdy fit/glasses look this event won’t do anything for you.
And to top it off Karna still butted in and dealt the finishing blow to the enemy. Junao’s powers were a middling power boost for the office beasts instead! It’s like he wasn’t allowed to be the main character of his own event, and considering this is the only time he’s gotten to do anything since Karnamas it feels…disappointing.
Oh, and Constantine was there too, I guess. He was literally just there lmao.
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the-official-account · 11 months
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One thread of the infinite network of coexistant and conflicting head cannons that exist in my brain says Spar's a cis dude (gasp I know) who's gnc as fuck, but you wouldn't know, because masc fashion is genuinely more practical, and so dresses and skirts and stuff end up being exclusively for when he's chillin' and relaxin'....which is almost never.
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harrylights · 1 month
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ok toronto mutuals. what are the best gay spots to hit up in town
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animusicnerd · 11 months
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Hello! May i request azalea, baby breath, and pink carnations with Leona? Thank you!
Spring Feelings Event
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✿ Pairing: Leona x GN!Reader
✿ Flower: ➺ azalea - take care of yourself for me ➺ baby's breath - everlasting love ➺ pink carnations - i'll never forget you
✿ Notes: Leona is so hard to write for in my opinion. I have no idea why but I tried my best, anon! Enjoy!
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“I’m leaving.” 
Leona’s gaze seemed to narrow at your words, his tail flicking back and forth behind him. He was in his usual spot behind the bushes and leaning against the tree while you stood above him fiddling with your fingers. Your voice cracking and breaking, you continued to speak,
“I-I’m sorry. We managed to find a way for me to go home and-and,” you sniffled, tears pricking your vision, “and I know I said I’d stay with you if I never found a way home, but I did and—”
“Shut up.”
You froze at Leona’s harsh tone, gripping your hands as a wave of guilt washed over you. You were leaving him like everyone else has. Making fun of him by saying you wanted to be with him forever but the minute you found a way home, you threw him away. You weren’t any better than the servants that gossiped about him and whispered behind his back. You weren’t better than the advisors who looked down on him. His brother who—
“Shit, come here, herbivore.” A gentle tug at your wrist brought you out of your thoughts, and you looked at Leona with teary eyes. Green eyes turned soft, his voice lowering as he tugged at your wrist again. “C’mere, I didn’t mean it.”
You slowly nodded and obliged, kneeling down next to him. Leona wrapped an arm around your shoulders, guiding your head to his shoulder as he sighed. 
“Go home.”
Your eyes widened as you sat up and looked at him. The prince’s gaze turned from the swaying trees to look at you, his arm staying around your shoulders. 
“You’re not mad…?”
“No, I can’t be,” he muttered. “You said it yourself; we would be together until—if, actually—you found a way home, and you did.”
“But—”
“Go home, herbivore.” Leona’s voice was firm as his grip on your shoulder tightened. Not enough to hurt but enough to remind you that despite what he said, he still wants you here. “If you want to go home, then go home. I’m not gonna’ let you miss this chance.”
“Leona…”
The weight on your shoulder disappeared as Leona gently cupped your face in his hands. Heart racing, your eyes met his. 
“Go home,” he whispered, gently leaning his forehead against yours. Your eyes closed, taking in his warmth, his voice, him for what could be the last time. 
A deep ache settled itself into your heart as you moved away for a brief second before wrapping your arms around him, burying your face into the crook of his neck. Leona’s arms immediately went around your waist. His grip strong and steady as he placed his chin on your head, one hand rubbing up and down your back. 
“Just don’t forget me.”
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✿ Spring Feelings Event Prompts ✿
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toyherb · 3 months
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ioh and ds really have some of the best event music. I wish they used them more... the new tracks just aren't the same.
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I need to go listen to Alvvay's entire discography for the billionth time maybe then i'll be ok
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safyresky · 6 months
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Hello, it me!
I'm dropping in to DEMAND CONTENT!!
Put the Content In the bag!!
I've come here requesting Diteline stuff! Specifically bed sharing/sleep habits. Domestic ass married Diteline stuff!
I've had such ideas pin balling around in my head for my own terrible gays (that I hope to post about at some point) and then I remembered that you have your own far less terrible gays!
Just tiny little bed sharing things and sleep habits have been on my MIND. Was hoping you could fuel the fire here 😈
Funny you should mention content lmao, I've been feeling the last little while that I have been VERY quiet and have had the need to POST CONTENT, BUT HAVE HAD NO CONTENT!! I WILL HAPPILY FUEL THIS FIRE BC I DO HAVE SOME THOUGHTS ON THIS SUBJECT IN PARTICULAR!!
Not a lot, BUT SOME
Mkay. So. Diteline sleep habits!!
Idk if gods NEED sleep?? It's either way in most mythologies, if it's specified (and if you're Hypnos god OF sleep lol). I think Dite can sleep but also can do without?? I'm on the fence about that tbh! Part of me thinks maybe she's like dnd elves and just needs a brief rest for four hours to function. Again, on the fence! SO. THAT BEING SAID. HERE'S SOME THOUGHTS ABOUT DITELINE SLEEPS:
Dite either sleeps on her belly or on her sides! Otherwise her wings get agitated if they don't have space to furl
I think they idle animate if/when she sleeps, lol. They'll occasionally swish or twitch, like a horse tail or cat ear or smth
Jacqueline is a side sleeper and she curls UP. When she's sleeping with Dite she is ALWAYS the little spoon and like, BURROWS into her side if she's facing her
Jacqueline also sleeps with many blankets; she makes herself colder on purpose to sleep cozier with more blankets 🤣🤣
Jacqueline is your friend who sleeps with the window open ALWAYS. She got that from me and I am not ashamed to admit it bc the BEST sleeps are when it's FREEZING COLD but you're bundled in blankets and NOT overheating about it :3
Dite doesn't mind the chill much at all bc Jacquie's already frozen the bed (figuratively), and she can regulate temperature easily enough so she's chill with the blanket fort bed
And she runs warm ANYWAY. It's bc she's partially made of love. Keeps her WARM.
Especially since her preferred way to sleep with Jacqueline is facing her and hugging her nice and close
Which is v easy bc that sprite can make herself SUCH a tiny lil ball
Her wings also tend to hug Jacqueline too when they sleep!! No matter what, when they're cuddling or sleeping, Dite always has at least one arm and one wing draped over Jacqueline
Jacqueline has the blankets right up to her neck; Dite likes to stick her arms out
This causes problems SOMETIMES. Not always, tho! They make it work :)
Jacqueline is a sometimes snor-er and Dite thinks her snores are cute
She may be biased
Sometimes when she's deep asleep Dite glows a bit, and Jacqueline is like awed by it 🤣🤣
Dite doesn't snore, I don't think!
If Jacqueline is awake and Dite isn't, Jacquie tends to trace Dite's facial features (nose, bridge of said nose, eyebrows) until she peeks open a sleepy eye :3
Jacqueline is very annoying when she is bored and one of these occasions involves Dite being asleep while she's awake
This stops being a problem when they have kids as one of those three gremlins is always awake!
Dite is an early riser! Jacqueline likes to lounge in bed. We call it the "coze and doze". You're awake, and cozy, but still dozing in bed. This is one of her favourite things to do with Dite!
She gets very pouty if she gets pulled out of bed before cozing and dozing to her heart's content :)
They get a King sized bed bc all three kids like to cuddle puddle/jump on them and Dite's wings can be very persnickety, so it's the best for all parties involved lol
Here is a lil' snippet from what I HOPE to be this coming year's Valentine's Day post for you all! It's called "Bedtime Stories" and here's the opening, bc it has some v good Diteline bed related fluff >:)
The alarm didn’t even get a chance to chirp before a feathery wing unfurled, whacking it right off the side table and into the wall.
The one note it had started to belt was cut as the clock hit the wall and fell to the floor with a crack, just a little bit broken.
“Whoops,” Donnie said, sitting upright. Both wings unfurled, stretching out behind her. Biting back a grin, she waved her arm, the clock reassembling and popping right back up to the bedside table, the lampshade only jostling a little bit. Letting out an honest to god(dess) teehee, she flew off the bed and right into the ensuite, the blankets lifting up a good few inches.
They fluttered briefly, before a pale hand snatched them back down with a grumble.
“What are you doinggggggggg,” the pale hand pantomimed, the only body part peeking out from the blanket.
“Getting ready for work!” Donnie said excitedly, giggling as the hand puppet drooped, its thumb just askew enough to give the impression of a disgruntled Muppet’s face. “It’s the BEST day of the year, after all!”
Dressed in her Cupid’s best, Donnie flew back to the bed, grabbing the hand puppet and pulling the rest of her wife out from the blankets. She did a little meep as she was pulled out, her hair half thawed until Donnie wrapped her up in a big, tight, squishy, winged hug, kissing her right on the lips. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Jacqueline!”
The sprite flushed, the rest of the snow in her hair practically evaporating. Donnie giggled.
“And you’re up this early?”
“Of course! There’s love to spread!”
“Right here in this bed,” the sprite said. Throwing all her weight at the goddess, Jacqueline managed to pin her wife back down on the mattress, latching onto her like a koala and nuzzling into her neck.
Donnie laughed, flushed. “Jacqueline,” she chided gently.
The sprite grumbled, latching on to her tighter. “Blankets,” she said, and the sheet and comforter slid right back up the bed, tucking the pair in.
Donnie laughed. “Sweetheart. I’ve gotta work today!”
“Play hooky! I’m off all day and it’s so so cold outside. And it’s only gonna get colder, you know. I have it on good authority.”
“You’d really abuse your power to make it colder to try and stay here with me all day?”
“DUH,” Jacqueline said, pecking Donnie’s chin. “The bed’s gonna get cold the moment you leave and how else am I supposed to be warm and snuggly on this snowy ol’ Valentine’s?!” Jacqueline peeked up, making sure Donnie could see her huge pout.
Donnie laughed. “The sooner I go, the sooner I can come home and snuggle you all day,” she said, kissing her forehead. Her face dropped down, nose to nose with Jacqueline, foreheads touching as she gazed into her sleepy blue eyes. “And all night,” she said, low and breathy, making sure to blow air right towards Jacqueline’s neck.
She made a little choke sound and flushed darker. Her grip loosened; with a grin, Donnie took the opportunity to roll over, pinning Jacqueline down now.
The sprite blinked up, flustered. “Oh dear,” she said.
Donnie laughed, kissing her full on the lips one long-lasting time before gently breaking it off. “Think that will hold you over? Keep you nice and toasty?”
“So toasty,” she replied, recovered. Well, mostly. But Donnie knew her wife very well, and could tell she was about half an octave higher than she normally was. She laughed, sliding off of the bed and straightening her chiton, righting the laurel that had been passed down to her and rolling her shoulders.
“How do I look?”
“Stunning, jaw-dropping, gorgeous—ready to kick ass, even,” Jacqueline replied.
“Oh, stop it,” she said, playfully waving a hand.
“Never,” Jacqueline replied, her head hitting the pillow again. “Check on the kids on your way out? Bianca was still awake when I got in.”
“Still?!”
“One more chapter, she said. You know. Like a liar,” Jacqueline said, snuggling into the covers. “Oh, boo. It’s already cold.”
Donnie laughed, clipping her bracelet on her wrist. “It’ll warm up,” she said, leaving the room, keeping the door slightly ajar.
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heyxmissxjude · 11 months
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compelled | jude & tessa
There was no world where the djinn would have ever volunteered for the last thirty-six hours.  Between Magnus fighting the guards that took them away and separated them, being chained and forced to endure punishment after punishment while fighting against her past re-surfacing ... publicly.  Again.  This was hell.  Jude’s cardinal sin was pride, and it had been wounded.
And it was doing nothing to help her mindset on now, the second day.  Especially when a flogger was put in her hand and direct eye contact was made with a vampire.  It didn���t matter that she had no choice, she was sure she’d carry this guilt of being forced to punish people for weeks.  At the very least, she knew how to inflict pain safely - and how to perhaps even make it pleasurable.
She wished she could warn the girl of the impending impact, but her tongue had been stilled.  I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.  I would never if I didn’t have to.
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@tessa-fox​
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loregoddess · 5 months
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"13. what's one thing you'd change about fe3h?" for the ask game :D
Ooooh, lots and lots in regards to the story writing, if only to try and patch all the holes in the worldbuilding. But if I could only have one (1) thing, I think I'd add a way for the player to access Sothis's memories as she regains them, as a way of giving narrative insight into past events, since that's one of the murkier parts of the worldbuilding.
Mechanically though I'd remove the gender-locked classes, which I'm sure is a shock to everyone. But the game should not keep me from slamming Hubert and Linhardt into the gremory class (or dark flier, do you know how much I am miffed I can't make Hubert a dark flier?), and Hilda would work SO well in the warmaster class (and also it's stupid I can't have women in the highest-tier class capable of punching people out; an all-brawling run would be SO funny, esp. if I could use everyone from the same house).
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