#answers from storm!

[strange0-0storm]

CAN SMG8 SING MUSICALS?? LIKE HAMILTON OR RIDE THE CYCLONE??/genq

ABSOLUTELY BRO. YOU'RE TALKING TO A DAMN THEATER KID AFTER ALL

I can see SMG8's absolutely LOVING musicals, and his favorite would definitely be Beetlejuice UGHH

Storm making a Beetlejuice au WHEN/hj

[originalartblog]

pamper tiny chuuya tooo pleaseeeee (also can i see tiny verlaine and rimbaud) 🙏

I tinified them :)

[recycledraccoon]

Quick! I'm from the future!! I need your inkblade headcanons or scenarios or the universe will implode!

Ok ok, I can do this. I can answer this ask without going out of control. I can be normal about this, I can.

I don't have very many hardset headcanons, but more vibes that rise and fall like the tide. Oisin's fins/head-crest flare out ramrod straight and the spines turn as purple as his face if he's blushing hard enough. I will die on this hill. Oisin's non-verbal emotions are actually really easy to pick up on if he's too distracted to keep them tightly in control. A thick dragonborn tail lashing back and forth like an outlet for Emotions That Are Too Big can be really inconvenient in a highschool hallway. The rise and fall of his fins/head-crest are MUCH harder to hide however. Oisin also smells perpetually of petrichor, and it drives Adaine insane.

1. I think Oisin's crush started softly, and with indescribable longing, probably before he ever knew who she was. Freshman year, a Thursday Intro To Glyphs class. He doesn't know or talk to her at all, just a face in a class he has that he barely notices. So he's not falling for her quite yet.

I think he first fell in love in the way one does when you see a stranger sitting across from you on the public bus or train. The sunlight hit her hair and he couldn't take his eyes off suddenly. Maybe he saw her smiling and laughing with her friends, maybe she was rolling her eyes at them with her nose scrunched up just a little in faint judgement, maybe he can't even remember because while walking past in the hallway he had been so dumb-struck for a second he walked face first into an open locker door to Ivy's absolute confusion. (She does laugh at him mercilessly, even if he won't say why he walked into it.)

It's a moment of "I don't know you, you don't know me, but for one unfathomably long moment I wanted nothing more than to imagine a life lived that included basking near you and your smile every day until I die."

Unrealistic right? Just a passing stranger, this isn't a love story, it's an average Tuesday and Oisin has homework and an appointment with his party in the forest after school.

He gathers his bearings and moves on, and if his mind wanders back to the girl in the hall who had captivated him to lethal effect? Well it's a pleasant memory for him and he thinks that's allowed, right?

Except she's in his Glyph class two days later, he realizes, and suddenly that hallway moment of longing rushes back until his entire face is purple and he's trying not to stare at the occasionally stuttering but brilliant wizard girl two rows ahead in class.

1a. I think Oisin continued to take Glyph classes at first because he hoped she would too. Adaine doesn't, but Oisin continues because he is good at them and enjoys it and it's certainly easier to learn when he's not distracted in class 70% of the time.

2. As Oisin gets older, more and more of his dragonic nature becomes apparent. It's like a second puberty happening concurrently with normal puberty, which means it's a rollercoaster nightmare for him and the High Five Heroes/Rat Grinders.

2a. Dragons have hoards, but not all dragons hoard the same things, even within their own subclasses. Still, Oisin has quite a few gems and jewels in his fledgling hoard, despite not knowing what he most wants to hoard, and if his favorite gem just so happens to be one that reminds him of the shade of blue in a particular elven girl's eyes then-

2b. Oisin also has a deep fondness for rain and storms. He always knows if it's incoming even if it's not in the forecast. Something primal in him connects to the raging skies, for good or ill. It makes him feel confident and powerful. He also considers it very romantic. Unfortunately, Adaine gets so cross with him anytime she hears him predict a storm coming, even if he's talking to literally anyone else. (Adaine thinks Oisin is a storm himself, and if she is not careful she will be like the last Oracle and have forgotten to stock up on water breathing spells and drown in him amidst the storm of his being.)

2c. Dragons also hold great respect for power and prowess. Physical fights for hierarchy, play, or even courtship are very normal. For all that they are sentient brilliant beings, Dragons are still wild, untameable, primal things. This lurks underneath all of them, good or evil. Some are just more adept at hiding it. For courtship, this comes into play as sizing the other up. Both sides are looking to find out whether or not the other has any worth as a long term partner who would need to help guard the nest. Protecting eggs and hoards from greedy adventurers is serious business. There are reasons there aren't many truly ancient dragons. Too large a discrepancy in strength can sometimes be a turn off for the stronger one, so the most successful courtships are usually of similarly strong dragons, or at least, ones that put up enough of a fight despite the gap.

c1. Oisin, seeing the great accomplishments and prowess of Adaine Abernant over the course of Freshman year, feels a deep stirring even before he's rage-starred. He wants to fight her so badly, to sling magic and bloody teeth until the raging beast inside is sated. Naturally this scares him at first, and Oisin REFUSES to seek Adaine out to talk because of it, because the teen boy part of himself wants something kind, soft and tender between them, while the dragon making itself known as he ages wants to prove itself strong to her.

Later, he will tell himself this urge was ENTIRELY because he'd been on the path towards being contaminated-then-consumed with rage and wanted the Bad Kids dead. Absolutely not because it's the first step in traditional dragon courtship. He just wants to prove himself to her. He wants to feel for himself the confirmation of her renowned battle prowess. This is all for purely rival-related reasons, he tells himself. He is, perhaps, a bit of a liar.

3. Adaine's crush, not just her thinking he's cute but her actual legitimate crush on him, actually starts when the Rat Grinders are being redeemed post-Junior Year.

Like, she hates his GUTS. He made her feel belittled and stupid during Junior year, and yes they kicked his and his friends asses, but also now they just have to deal with them still being around. (Yes this is how they made friends with Ragh too, but they're petty.)

Except...so now they have to spend time together, maybe in classes maybe because Lucy loves her friends despite everything but is also now a friend of The Bad Kids. The former Rat Grinders are CLEARLY trying so hard to be better and kinder, but still the parties are mingling and there is tension but its also so fucking funny.

So Adaine and Oisin's interactions is just a montage of them being assholes to each other. Oisin can be polite and respectable, funny even, with everyone BUT Adaine apparently. Bickering about wizard things, taunting cutting words, and Adaine repeatedly trying to punch his smug face whenever he gets too close while gloating if he's right about something.

3a. Adaine literally tells Aelwyn that while she wants and needs kindness, she does acknowledge that it's messed up that she wishes someone was a little mean to her sometimes. This rivalry with Oisin is NOT WHAT SHE MEANT!!!!!! (the monkey paw curls)

3b. The worst part, is no matter how much Adaine hates Oisin, is that it doesn't stop him from being attractive. Oh sure, she thinks he's an absolute asshole when he's sitting across from her in the library, but......

He's still absurdly tall, with large arms that are for more than just show. The conjuration tattoos are both practical and very pleasing to the eye, the almost electric blue of them a pleasing contrast to the softer blue shade of his scales.

The contradiction of those large round spectacles resting on his snout makes him look just dorky enough to go from being just another buff guy to being....well. Unfortunately, the glasses also do nothing to shield Adaine from the weight of his gaze.

When he looks at her with his full attention, behind those glasses are eyes of molten gold, and trained solely on her that gaze feels searing hot wherever it lands.

3c. Or perhaps, the worst part is she despises how he laughs. Sometimes, when she says something as clever as it is cutting, Oisin throws his head back just a little to laugh, bright and warm, all while his throat rumbles. It must be something draconic in nature, like a strong purr or distant rain clouds. It's much harder to get him to make that particular sound when he laughs, and the rumble feels unfairly like victory. Like she cracked the careful fascade he puts up to pretend like he's not a dragon.

The rumble also feels particularly reminiscent of butterflies in her stomach. (She elects to ignore this part.)

4. Oisin is a dragon, and he is a little obsessed with Adaine even if he doesn't dare to dream of going on an actual date with her after everything from the previous year. He cannot imagine a world where she would ever again believe him to be genuine in affection or intention towards romantic feelings. No instance of genuine fluster could ever be seen as anything but a clever ruse, he tells himself, he certainly wouldn't believe it if it was him.

But he's got her attention now, and he is possessive of that, of what he CAN get. Even if she hates his guts and pointblank threatens to kill him if he steps out of line-

Even if it's because she hates him, Oisin still has her eyes on him. Eyes like clear skies before the rolling storm, like they can pierce through everything he is and will ever be and know the truth of it.

Every conversation is like a battle, a verbal sparring that he TELLS himself is nothing at all like the courtship fights, but oh how sweet does it sound to his inner dragon. She could be cussing him out and he could feel like his heart would burst from his chest from the affection he feels, even as he riles her up further, until she slips into saccharine elven curses that he can practically taste on his forked tongue.

4a. Once he tosses back a clever jape in draconic at her. When she immediately starts in on him with the gutteral words of his native tongue, perfectly fluent but lilted ever so slightly like a refined melody, his tail accidentally knocks over a chair and his crest flares so strongly that he KNOWS his face must be more purple than a ripe plum. He's lost a battle and her laughter at the way he flees claiming he forgot something haunts him for days. He tries to get revenge by whispering things under his breath at her in Elvish, and her glare is divine, but it's so risky because she might just start talking to him draconic again and Oisin fears he could live a thousand years and still not be able to handle the sound of it when it falls from her lips.

a1. It's a lost cause. Adaine has a weakness now, and she wields it with all the precision she's developed on a battlefield. It's the cutest surest way to put him in his place, rile him up with the same burning fire that he seems so expert in stirring up in her. Oh he might try to argue back in draconic, or even throw a taunt out in Elvish, but he always stalks off first. (He makes the refined, posh but ancient language of Elvish sound like something Tracker would appreciate. He makes it sound ever so slightly wild, like something else is lurking behind all the refinery. Adaine is well practiced in steadying her breathing, and Oisin always cracks first.)

5. Everyone has seen these two bicker back and forth, and everyone knows trying to get them to stop or get between them means the two turn as a united front against whoever interrupted, and that's honestly worse.

5a. The Bad Kids and High Five Heroes/Rat Grinders have an ongoing bet amongst themselves on on if the two will snap and legitimately murder each other, or snap and start making out in the library. It's honestly way too elaborate of a betting system with odds changing all the time, but it is actually probably the most fun, non-tense bonding the two groups have together. They have also gone to GREAT LENGTHS to keep it secret from the two wizards, especially when one of them is the fucking ORACLE.

6. It's not all bickering and scathing words. Sometimes, when nobody else is around to see behind this precarious curtain...its soft and tender too.

6a. Sometimes, when Adaine is genuinely having a bad day and feels one wrong moment from truly snapping, she feels the magic of a conjured summon passing by whatever table or nook she stowed herself away to hide in. The smell of arcane-tinted petrichor lingers afterwards, and settled nearby is a warm drink that hadn't been there before. Sometimes its tea's she's fond of, sometimes a warm peppermint mocha from her favorite coffee place downtown. Against her better judgement, she is increasingly fond of the smell of rain. 6b. Sometimes, the rage feels like it never left Oisin's body. It burns him inside and out, and he's so exhausted fighting back these aftershocks. He is trying every day to make up for what he's done, but the feeling of unbridled rage haunts him. To indulge is to fail, fall off the wagon, and he will not falter, even if he squeezes his hands so tightly they bleed beneath his claws. A message cantrip blooms to life in his mind. Melodic, lilted draconic, giving not words of comfort, but familiar unafraid taunts. It's a challenge, he knows it, and somehow that makes it easier, rage giving way to fondness and the desire to prove himself. 6c. There are more late nights in libraries and sitting close at tables in out of the way restaurants working on difficult projects then either would ever let anyone know, not that they let anyone know of them at all. It's quiet honest conversations over dusty tomes and scattered papers. (They couldn't know how to make the most cutting of remarks if they knew nothing about each other, after all.) a1. Its Oisin, laying his head down in his arms over the library table, eyes watching her sitting next to him with hair falling in her face like it always does when shes bent forward focusing intently on her work. There are many, many times when Oisin does nothing but watch in silence. Sometimes, rarely, when its late and nobody will come by except to kick them out- He reaches a claw to gingerly tuck the silken gold hair behind the bright red ear of a girl who doesn't say anything about it, before he looks away entirely, trying to ignore the way he can feel his crest fluttering up and down as it seemingly contemplates flaring out.

a2. It's Adaine, rolling her eyes with no heat, as she steps into his personal space and is enveloped in the smell of petrichor. Calloused fingers lingering on rough scales as she ever so gently corrects a stance or spell casting motion that the unfairly tall dragonborn boy next to her had been working on perfecting.

The both know she doesn't have to be so close for this, that another demonstration from beside him would work just fine. He doesn't have to bend ever so slightly, dip his long draconian neck down so he can better hear her murmured words either, so close they can feel the heat of the others breath. He casts the spell perfectly, and Adaine steps back out to a respectable distance, and neither of them say anything about it.

7. Neither of them ever mention any of it. It feels taboo, like the triggering of a spell that will destroy both of them. The fighting, the bickering, the cutting words and sharp swords aimed at jugulars? That's easy, that's familiar and safe. It's what's supposed to happen between them, safe territory they can walk with eyes closed. It's the tenderness that's hard. It's the yearning and soft touches aborted at the last moment-

This is what would be their ruin, and the threat of it lingers above them, rolling clouds heavy with rain that just wont fall. Days, weeks, months pass by and they do not mention it.

8. Adaine, flush with Oracle-sure certainty, gestures for Oisin to slow down, to bend down low so she can tell him something. He protests, its about to rain any second and really Abernant, they're going to be late- Adaine kisses Oisin first, soft and sure as her hands cradle his scaled jaw, just as the dark clouds above them break open.

The kiss tastes like rain, and the loud, pleased rumble in her ears certainly isn't from the storm coming down on them.

[elbiotipo]

what's autumn like in your area of Argentina?

what's autumn

[ganondoodle]

I’m not sure if you’ve answered this yet, but are you planning on using the pirates in your TotK rewrite? I found them to be the perfect representation of everything that bugged me about the game (super interesting and thought provoking when you hear about them but kinda boring and uninspired in practice).

I really wanted Link to get a cool pirate outfit for beating them, or maybe unique weapons.

Love your work❤️

i do!

its not perfectly planned out yet since i have been working on different parts more, but the general idea is that it is a more proper band of pirates, more or less, i thought id connect it to tauro since he seems like he should play a way bigger role than he does, so my idea was to make it his sister or otherwise relative that leads the pirates, who thought that he was taken hostage/kidnapped or some other missunderstanding that leads to them sailing to the fishing village (lurelin in english? its anglestedt in german which is like, it means fishingtown xD) and taking it over in their search for him, so not just destroyed but made into a fortress, when you go there it could be some sneaking mission like in ww but i hate sneaking so that is still just a rough idea-

there could be a miniboss of the second in command that then tells you the captain made the island jotwerde (where the nakey challenge is in botw) their hiding spot/main base and it leads to you dueling with the captain since she doesnt listen to you unless you prove yourself and afterwards tells you why they are here and you are like .. I KNOW THE GUY! but they probably dont believe you so you go back to kakariko and tell Tauro, who didnt know what was happening (maybe he jsut forgot to write her bc he was so focused on work and she then assumed something must have happened and went feral bc shes like that), and he goes and settles it, afterwards they stay in both places but dont occupy it anymore and you can go and refight the captain if you want bc shes cool and i like fighting things that are more than just monsters that go and explode afterwards

i know this isnt as thought out and well working as some of the other stuff i have done so far but again, its a rough idea and wanted to connect it to another NPC we know

Thank you so much though!! feel free to add your ideas if you got any, this ones still completely changeable, the only things im sure of is that i want there to be a female captain you fight with and perhaps connect it to Tauro in some way

[year2000electronics]

do you have any transfem ocs? :o

yea!! hold on lemme go through my goodie bag n find em rq

most of em are from oc stories i don’t talk that much about here but poses!!

[holly-batali]

Dorym nation really be out here winning right now, so please accept this offering of a playlist for our favorite boys until I can finish this fic I'm writing.

(Also please excuse the meme cover art, I am not artistically inclined and I don't want to use someone's art or edit without permission haha)

(Playlist LINK in case the one above doesn't redirect)

[alasy]

From now on, I declare The Mirror Visitor is a trilogy. There's no fourth book, trust me. Just enjoy the first three and move on <3

[bobthedragon]

Does that mean his hair is also eels

we spent days arguing about what "is" is vs "is made of" vs "could be" and after drawing an elaborate sketch for the wrong answer:

it's hair.

all of elliot is eels and that means his hair is eels but they're not actually EELS they're just made of eels and the mass of his hair could turn into eel mass if he wanted, but it does Not have tiny eyeballs on each strand or anything.

[iturbide]

Oh man are we talking Grima things? Especially age things? Boy do I have Words for some characters. Forneus has clearly never handled a literal infant, because they have some pretty violent thoughts (I'm much older than a baby sibling) just because they just. Have no concept of violence! They tug on earrings just because shiny dangly thing is there among other things!

And Alm and Celica attacking him when he'd have to be a child broke my heart. I LOVE Grima's story as a tragedy and how it contrasts to Robin BECAUSE of these things and it's why the "Grima as just a mindless force of nature" readings make me a little uncomfortable given we have so much evidence he ISN'T. Large enough to maybe INFLUENCE the forces of nature by Just Existing, maybe, but I feel that adds to the delicious tragedy of Grima.

We are in fact talking about Grima things!! And let me tell you, that bit about sensing "dark and violent thoughts" from an entity that was, at best, a few months old? That's what had me convinced that Forneus was projecting. Because it's a baby. It barely has a consciousness. Grima's entire world at that point in life consisted of eating, sleeping, looking at things their baby brain couldn't possibly comprehend in any reasonable way, and their parent -- aka Forneus. Babies aren't intentionally violent. They're babies. They're new to the world. They have zero context for anything. So attributing any kind of maliciousness to something that had only just been born is laughable.

The thing that really gets me about Alm and Celica in particular is that...Grima's not violent. When Alm and Celica arrive at the bottom of the labyrinth, Grima is not aggressive. The Creation just floats there, and battle only commences when someone makes direct contact. Grima suffered so much at the hands of humanity -- first their father figure trying to kill them, then the sudden attack by Alm and Celica's group, then a millennium of use and abuse by those who claimed to worship them (if you take M!Grima's Level 40 dialogue from Heroes into account) before Naga and the First Exalt killed them...and then they were raised from the fucking dead at the whims of still more humans who claimed to worship them.

Grima's story really is a deeply tragic one. It's part of what compels me so much about their story, and the various ways it ties into Robin's: Grima was never able to make meaningful connections with others, being reviled as a monster or worshiped as a Divine in equal, alienating measure; but Robin led the life that Grima likely dreamed of but could never achieve.

[strange0-0storm]

I'm not sure if the last question I asked actually went through, so if you get something along these lines twice, I'm sorry. My friend @itsyagurla5tra1 really loves your art and wanted to know your opinion on her first official SMG3 art?

Thank you for your response

I LOVE THIS DESIGN OF SMG3 WAAA

And I'm so glad that you and your friend like my art, that means THE WORLD to me. I did see the first ask you sent, and I promise I was gonna get too it :] But hearing that she takes reference in my art makes me so HAPPY. Never in a million years would I thought that I'd be the one with art people reference, and that means so much to me to know that people like my work enough to even think about using it to better their skills <33

But again I REALLY LOVE HER DESIGN OF SMG3 I love the jacket and hair the most

So I drew it >:]

[originalartblog]

Chuuya's father was written as a military doctor not necessarily to parallel Mori, but rather because the real Chuuya's father was as well. Nakahara Kensuke interestingly was a writer as well and occasionally wrote for newspapers because he hoped to follow in the footsteps of the real Mori. Just think it's a really interesting tidbit and your post made me think of it.

Oh yeah yeah yeah! I also know that Nakahara Chuuya's parents wanted him to be a doctor like his father, but he chose the #ArtistLife

But you made me realize I didn't explain my point correctly, it wasn't just the military doctor part that makes the parallel work, it's because his mom is described as being a distinguished woman from a lineage of warriors wearing a kimono:

AND those descriptions come a dozen pages after describing Mori and Kouyou in similar words:

And if it's just a coincidence I'm gonna laugh at Asagiri

[vampirepunks]

If I had a nickel for every time Kojima made a trailer where it looks like Higgs killed Lou, I’d have two nickels

…which isn’t a lot but it’s weird that it happened twice

(Yeah y’all, he legit did some editing trickery in the DS1 launch trailer to give that impression when that’s not even close to what happened in the game)

[anewkindofme]

I had a random idea of Stefan fiddling with his ring and Damon having a heart attack every time he sees him doing it. I do that with my own jewelry, is how the idea even came while I was doing that with one of my rings; Stefan logically knows that if he takes it off he will burn- but he does it either way and Damon sees him doing and dies all over again. Enzo probably would as well of he saw Stefan doing that honestly-

You sent this to me so long ago and I thought I answered it!

Honestly, every move Stefan makes is going to freak Damon out for quite a bit. The fiddling of the ring is just the tip of the iceberg.

I think when most vampires turn, they forget that they can actually die. It just takes more than an average human. So, Stefan acting indestructible and like he's king of the world would freak Damon out.

Enzo is the much calmer one of the two and he'd honestly just straight up put Stefan in his place. Let him know that he needs to be careful and really lay into how all the dangers can effect not just him, but others around him.

Ask me stuff about my fics!

[reflections-of-mobius]

@dyadhogs asked:

"wait...you're not my sonic." given she had just opened her mouth to ask the other a question, amy abruptly snapped it close after that, looking a little embarrassed. at least she had caught herself...?

A chuckle escaped the hedgehog. He smiled lightly towards the pink mobian, emerald hues bright.

"Sorry about that. Kinda surprised you mixed me n' your Sonic up, honestly." Bless would have thought the teardrop of peach-tan fur on his chest, or maybe the armlet that was once Chip's necklace, would have given him away...but it was still interesting to get mistaken for one of his counterparts. "Still though!"

In the daylight, the faint light of the ring sitting in his chest was borderline invisible- something he was rather grateful for, especially with this chance encounter. He quickly snapped himself back to attention- the thought sliding in and out of his mind in a fraction of a millisecond.

"I hope you find your Sonic soon!- Ah, I should introduce myself." Even if this Amy already knew him- he was well-accustomed to the concept of multiversal nicknames by now. Years around Node and hopping between worlds had definitely been a decent teacher. "-Nickname's Bless. Nice to meetcha!" Though now, he was wondering if he'd accidentally hopped dimensions...or this Amy had. "....so...are you lost, or am I?" It was a half-joking inquiry, at best. One never knew with this sort of business.

[sankt-feliks-s-heart]

JESPER????????????????????????????