#its a real head scratcher ...

[ge]

wei wuxian always being included in the popular kr fandom reincarnated girlies throuple w chung myung and jaha lee is so crazy to me because for as popular as all three of these novels are, the overlap of mdzs and rotmhs still has yet to reach western audiences for whatever reason

[derekgoffard]

I've been wanting to do a tag survey game for EVER and I recently just finished replaying btd1/2/tpof SO THE TIME... IS NOW🏃🏃🏃🏃

Put in tags ur zodiac sign and who ur fav btd/tpof freak is.....this data is vital

[todayisafridaynight]

any hopes for kiwami 3? like things u wanna see added or changed stuff like that

if they dont keep kiryu's goofy walk stance and the hoof-like walk sounds i dont wanna play it

[rab-bitly]

🌻 if you’re feeling up to it!

(🌻 What little things do they notice about people or the world around them that make them happy? What tiny little treasures do they find in the normal every day that makes the world seem a little brighter for them? )

thank you for asking !

this is a Really tough question for nico, cause that guy is hell-bent on turning his back to anything good in the world and constricting his perspective to a smaller and darker and crueler and danker corner of his sewer every day...

but! i think something he really appreciates is stubbornness. both his own ability to be stubborn but also in other people-- not only the willingness but even just the Ability to hold your ground. he likes it! he likes it when people aren't willing to concede, it feels real. in a wider, vaguer sense, its part of the reason he likes los diablos-- the city down to her (cracked) foundations is built upon stubbornness, an unwillingness to roll over and show her belly.

[bcdwclves]

hrmmmmm.

[traegorn]

Every wiccan I know is NB at this point, including myself, so it's very jarring when I come across the witchblr posts that just HATE wiccans and associate them only with terfy bs ??? Like what happened? I've never read the roles of gad/goddess as gender roles bs like it's always to me been more of like, a metaphor to nature? And how all things have some combination of those energies involved? Idfk it just weirds me out the way the entire community has been watered down to gender role bs like where did people get that from? Is that enough for a full podcast episode or like do you have thoughts on this bc its a head scratcher for me. Like people think the triple goddess thing is bad, but I just see it as different life phases: being taken care of, taking care, and having the wisdom of a full life. Doesn't have to mean you have to have a kid?? It's a symbol?? Not literal? Am I stupid??? Help lol

So there's a couple of things at play with the gender essentialist stuff.

First off, most folks you see online's first impression of Wicca comes from books. This isn't all that weird or anything, but there are a lot of gender essentialist readings of Wicca that are popular in those books. And, honestly? That happens a lot because a lot of early Wiccans were pretty gender essentialist. Like going back to Gardner.

Secondly, it is still a real problem with a percentage of older Wiccans. I've met them, they really are like that. Now, obviously not all are -- and I don't think you survive long with those kinds of regressive ideas in our community -- but it's something very wound into our history.

You have to remember that the people that you meet are not the whole of the community. We still have a lot of improvement that needs doing. But the people who complain about Wicca "being like that" from the outside rarely know what the entire breadth of the community is like.

As for the triple goddess thing -- it's not that the triple goddess is a bad concept on its own (beyond binding motherhood to the center stage), so much as people like Robert Graves trying to shoehorn other goddesses into this "universal" archetype. That is where the problem is.

[vintagerpg]

Drow of the Underdark (1991) follows the Draconomicon in the Forgotten Realms sourcebook series. Shockingly, considering my general ambivalence to FR, I mostly like this series, probably because they are mostly by Ed Greenwood. I like FR best when Greenwood is writing about it.

This book is about drow, in case you hadn’t noticed. It appeared in the fourth year of the drow-mania ushered in by Drizzt’s appearance in The Crystal Shard and subsequent books by R. A. Salvatore. Drow had, since the first hints of their existence in Monster Manual, captured a certain sort of player’s imagination, but Drizzt pushed that interest to a fever pitch. Good, bad, it didn’t matter: as long as it involved drow, people would buy it. At the same time, drow were no longer playable and D&D was firmly in the “don’t make moms angry” phase of its existence. That makes this book…odd.

Greenwood is pretty emphatic that drow are bad. Very bad. They have bad super powers and bad magic items and are the products of a society that is unforgivably bad. Setting aside the 21st century re-evaluation of drow and absolute alignments (which I tackle in my book, which you should go buy!), there seems to be some confusion here between bad and cool. Because for as unredeemable as this book wants drow to be, it really doesn’t impact their cool factor. Not even a little bit. I was never under the ‘90s spell of the drow and reading through this, they still come off as pretty cool. Except that portrait of Drizzt on the cover. I never thought that guy looked cool, with his poofy hair and the metal plate in his head. Isn’t he a good guy, anyway?

This is maybe the pinnacle of self-contradictory early-‘90s D&D products, a real head scratcher that remains rather compelling in spite of itself.

[moonchildxoxx]

Hellooooooo~!!! Can I request a Tsu'tey fic?

Where he is doing his things until he hears a lovely melody being played, he follows and sees human reader playing a kalimba! Thanks in advance! XD

In case you don't know what it is, its an instrument played with your thumbs and makes lovely tunes.

Demon Music

A/N: hope you enjoy it this was a real head scratcher like always I love writing ✍️ your requests 💙🩵💙🩵💙🩵

Pairing: Tsu’tey × Fem! Human! Reader

Word count: 510

[Requests Open]

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Tsu’tey sat in the roots of an old tree, finally finding a moment for himself. fixing his weapons making new arrows he heard an odd sound . He stayed still listening to it. It sounded like someone playing around with an instrument, soon the short bursts of sounds turned into a melody. The sound was beautiful, it sounded so familiar and yet so different. Soon the melody stopped. Tsu’tey ears folded in disappointment. He stayed still in hopes it would start again.

You sat by the river playing around with your kalimba not far from the human outpost. You played around with different notes before settling to play one of your favorite song’s . You played a few more songs before you heard a twig snap. Immediately your head snapped up looking around you except to find Jake. Definitely not expecting another Na’vi and least of all Tsu’tey. You sat there frozen like a deer caught in headlights. You finally came to and finally reacted to him greeting him. “ I see you, Olo’eyktan “ he simply looked at you, not returning the greeting. “ Was it you who created that music demon? “ Tsu’tey asked, looking at you with his usual scowl . “ y-yea i was the one playing the music “ you answered with your heart in your throat. What Tsu’tey did next completely shocked you, Tsu’tey crouched down next to you looking at the kalimba . You silently offered it to him so he could take a closer look at it . He took it looking at it pressing the tabs that each played a different note. He handed it back to you. You took it back but didn’t know what exactly to do next. Tsu’tey simply stayed next to you not saying a word, you eventually decided to go back to playing some songs. Tsu’tey stayed a while longer listening to you play before leaving without a word.

Over the next few weeks this became a regular event. If Tsu'tey was around and heard you playing he would simply come and listen to you play. One day you decided to talk to him, finally gaining the courage to. That day Tsu’tey joined you, you asked him. you stopped playing after a song “ uh .. would you like to learn how to play “you offered. After not hearing anything you turned your gaze up to him he looked like he was taking a moment to think about it before he reluctantly nodded. “ Alright, you’ll have to learn mine. I don't have a Na’vi size one, “ you told him.

There were a few moments of silence before Tsu’tey spoke “ the music is very similar to some of our own . I didn’t expect that from demon music… it’s interesting it has a calmness to it “. after getting over the shock that he was actually trying to have a conversation with you, you answered “ yea that’s one of the reasons I enjoy it.. , it’s actually a very old instrument over three thousand years old “ you shifted closer to him bringing the kalimba in front of him showing him the different keys.

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[doumadono]

Sekido with T? ;w; im weak willed

A/N: gotta admit, this one was a real head-scratcher. The whole obscure AU thing threw me for a loop, and even after hitting up Google, I was drawing blanks. So, I just went with my gut on this ficlet. Hope it hits the spot for ya, even if just a smidge. The inspiration for this ficlet came from the following post

DEMON SLAYER MASTERLIST

In the Taisho era, where demons lurked in the shadows and warriors fought against the encroaching darkness, the night was cloaked in shadows as you slipped away from the confines of your family's house. The decision to become a demon was not one made lightly, and the air was thick with the weight of your choice. The desire for something beyond the constraints of your human existence had pushed you to seek a new, otherworldly life.

The moon hung low in the sky as you ventured into the unknown, guided by the whispers of the night. In the darkness, a figure materialized — Sekido, the embodiment of anger and one of the counterparts to Hantengu. His eyes, gleaming with an intensity that mirrored the moon, met yours. "Why?" he grumbled, his voice a low growl, as if trying to comprehend the tumult of emotions that drove you to this decision.

You hesitated, the words catching in your throat. "I want more. More power, more freedom. I want to be something other than human, I want to be like you."

"This is ridiculous," Sekido, his anger simmering beneath the surface, regarded you with a mix of curiosity and concern. Torn between the loyalty to his lord, Muzan, and a strange connection that seemed to be forming between you, he sighed, the sound carrying the weight of a thousand years. "Follow me," he finally grunted, a reluctant acceptance of your choice.

You and Sekido ventured into the dense forest, the moonlight barely penetrating the labyrinth of ancient trees. Your heart pounded with a mix of fear and exhilaration.

As you walked, the shadows seemed to dance with a life of their own, their eerie movements mirroring the hidden dangers lurking in the night. Sekido, silent and brooding, matched the atmosphere perfectly. His eyes, gleaming with an otherworldly intensity, scanned the surroundings as if constantly on guard.

"Are you sure it's safe here?" you asked, your voice a hushed whisper, aware of the potential threats lingering in the darkness. "Isn't there a safest path?"

Sekido's gaze, sharp and penetrating, met yours. "As safe as it can be, weakling," he grunted, his tone reflecting the simmering anger that defined him. "Don't let your guard down, woman. You want to be a demn after all, so push your fears aside."

The forest seemed to close in around you, the ancient trees whispering secrets of a time long forgotten. The unsettling ambiance heightened the intensity of your emotions. Sekido's presence, while comforting in its own way, also added a layer of complexity to the night.

"So? Why? Because I don't understand your stupid decision," he growled, his voice lingering with anger.

You looked into Sekido's eyes, determination in your gaze. "I want to be a demon because I want to be with you, to stand by your side until death does us apart. I want to share every darkness with you."

As you continued, a distant rustle in the foliage caught your attention. Your instincts kicked in, and you both halted, eyes narrowing as the forest came alive with a hidden threat. Suddenly, a demonic figure emerged from the shadows, its grotesque form snarling with hunger and malice.

Fear gripped your heart as the demon lunged toward you, its claws unsheathed and hungering for blood. Panic surged through your veins, but before the creature could strike, Sekido erupted into action.

His movements were a blur, a manifestation of unbridled rage. His fists collided with the demon's form, each strike fueled by the anger that coursed through his being. The air crackled with energy as Sekido unleashed the full force of his wrath, a storm of violence against the demonic intruder.

"You dare threaten what's mine?!" Sekido's voice, a guttural growl, echoed through the forest. His eyes burned with an intensity that matched the flames of his anger.

The demon, battered and defeated, slinked back into the shadows, a mere whisper of the threat it once posed. Sekido, however, remained poised, his anger not yet appeased. He turned to you, his eyes softening just a fraction, a rare display of vulnerability. "Are you hurt, woman?" he grumbled, the concern in his tone contrasting sharply with the anger that defined him.

You shook your head, the adrenaline still coursing through your veins. "I'm fine. Thanks to you."

Sekido's expression softened further, the storm of his anger subsiding for a moment. He reached out, his touch surprisingly gentle as he checked for any signs of injury. His fingers lingered on your skin, a silent reassurance that spoke more than words ever could. "And you want to be a demon despite you can't protect yourself?" he snorted, the sound oddly reminiscent of a snore. "That's ridiculous. It makes me super angry just hearing it, but it's your choice, weakling."

As you resumed your walk, the atmosphere shifted. Sekido, still brimming with anger, walked beside you, a silent guardian in the shadows. The moonlight filtered through the leaves, casting an ethereal glow on the path ahead.

"Stay close," Sekido grunted, his anger a protective shield against the unknown. And as you ventured deeper into the forest, the echoes of the night's encounter lingered, a haunting reminder of the delicate dance between demons and humans in this world. "I want you to be in one piece when you meet my Lord."

[jesawyer]

"That's a real head-scratcher." Tayn scratches his head.

I'd just like to personally thank whoever wrote Tayn in the Forgotten Sanctum, he cracks me up every time and is such a joy to interact with.

Was there any particular inspiration behind the mechanics or politics of the Circle and the various Archmagi? I've always loved the idea of this group of unhinged egomaniacs plastering their names all over spells moreso than the more traditional in-lore ways of categorizing magic.

Thank you. I think either Paul Kirsch or Alex Scokel wrote Tayn.

I had almost nothing to do with Forgotten Sanctum, but I did loosely define the Circle of Archmagi sometime between Pillars and Deadfire.

I liked the idea that they were all pretty esoteric and detached from normal mortal life, that they all pursue immortality in various ways, and that they are obsessed with the development of magic for its own sake. This makes them pretty annoying in the context of world changing events because they are very powerful but often impractical, selfish, and myopic.

In the Pillars TTRPG, I developed the idea of archmagic, which is magic developed by archmagi that (in the TTRPG at least) can only be cast out of a grimoire (or by the archmage who developed it) because it transcends the known metaphysical limits of arcana.

Magical theory has known limits and it takes extraordinary research and a lifetime of work to develop spells that break those limits. When a wizard is able to do so and proves that they can sustain that magic outside of the confines of a grimoire, it can be presented to the Circle of Archmagi. If the circle validates the wizard's findings, their spell can be disseminated in grimoires with their name as part of the spell.

It is also known among wizards that the use of a personal name with a spell that has not been validated by the Circle is punishable by death at the hands of the Circle or its agents. So if John the wizard fancies themselves as particularly bright, blabbing on about John's Incredible Coldflame may earn them a visit from Ninagauth.

[ukfrislandembassy]

Scottish Gaelic throws up some interesting challenges to Anglo-centric assumptions about word class and syntactic structure sometimes. A few months ago I came across this sentence in a corpus: Theabas mo bhàthadh.

Translated into English this means 'I almost drowned'. So straightforward enough right?

But no! When you actually do the morphological analysis, you realise that the structure of the Gaelic assigns all the 'wrong' word classes (to an English speaker) to the various lexical meanings.

Starting with what in English is the predicate, 'drown'. In the Gaelic this is whay they call in the Celtic literature a 'verbnoun', a kind of masdar form which shows a lot of nominal properties. The verb root in this case would be bàth 'drown'.

One of the nominal properties of verbnouns is that they take an argument in the genitive, sometimes the direct object, or in this case the subject mo 'my' (versus the non-possessive form mi 'I, me'), which also triggers lenition on the possessed, hence mo bhàthadh.

Now for the real head scratcher. The first element in this clause is theabas. This is a verb, meaning basically 'to almost happen', which only occurs in the past tense. By itself the root is theab, but here we seen an additional -as suffix. What's that? Well it's an archaic form of the past tense impersonal, which would normally be -adh (and I've come across a couple of examples of theabadh too). So this means that there was an erstwhile subject that has been demoted and an object raised in its place, and in this case the only conclusion that can be drawn is that this subject was the firsr person singular mi, now expressee as a possessive pronoun modifying the erstwhile object, the verbnoun bàthadh.

So to spell that out, compared to the English translation we find a finite verb instead of an adverb, a possessive pronoun instead of a subject pronoun and a verbnoun (in subject position!) instead of a finite verb.

If you want more examples search for theabas at Corpas na Gàidhlig.

[ynsimagines]

Things people have gotten mad at Taylor swift for recently

Because this women can’t breathe without triggering people

TW: people who lack critical thinking, talk of stalking, weapons.

1. At the Grammys she won Album of the year and brought Lana del Rey up on stage with her.

- apparently this was rude and snobbish because Lana was also nominated for AOTY and poor Lana had to have the loss shoved in her face even though:

She was featured on the midnights album and its traditional for the artist to bring all the collaborators on stage when they win AOTY.

If Taylor didn’t bring Lana on stage with her people would’ve thought Taylor was “snubbing” her.

It’s up to Lana to be an adult about the whole thing and not a sore loser. You didn’t win an award, your friend did, you were on the album for which she won an award. Suck it up and stand there with a smile on your face.

2. She was rude and ignored Celine Dion.

- except she wasn’t she actually did thank Celine Dion twice we just didn’t see it from the original angle.

- also she took plenty of pics with Celine backstage.

- and the first one to stand up when Celine walked out on stage.

3. It was rude to announce her album at the Grammys.

- this one is a real head scratcher you’re telling me that when Taylor wins an award for her album she can’t announce her new album?

- it didn’t take away from anyone else’s night

- plenty of other people announce albums/projects at award shows.

4. She was also taking away from other artists by standing up/dancing during their performances.

- okay but then everyone was doing the same thing. Because literally so many people were standing up and dancing during all the performances…

5. She was drunk/wasted.

- while this one’s a little harder to squash if you’re not there I really didn’t think she seemed drunk at all she was sipping water all night.

- the bottle she was seen drinking from at the after party was just a glass water bottle.

6. She’s suing Jack Sweeney the kid who has a page tracking celebrities private jet usage.

- actually she’s not suing him her legal team sent a cease and desist letter which means “you better stop talking or further legal action will be taken.”

- it would be one thing if Jack was just posting about her jets carbon emissions but he posts when and where her jet is down to the hour.

- Taylor has stalkers, people who’ve shown up to her houses armed. People try to say this is all public information but she actually pays for the location of her jet to be private. Someone like Jack really has to dig to find its location. So to post the locations/times like that is not only dangerous but to be honest really creepy.

- when Taylor tried to go to her friend jacks wedding fans were lined up outside for almost a mile. It’s because of websites like jacks that people even knew where she was.

- paparazzi is completely legal yet people still find what they do disgusting and despicable. Just think if Jack had a camera and followed Taylor around to then post the time and location people would feel way differently about it…

- also Jack is a hypocrite who claims he cares about the environment when in reality he took the first chance he could to ride Mark Cubans’ private jet.

- I’m not saying Taylor needs to use her jet as often as she does there’s definitely instances where she could drive but apparently she’s not even in the top 30 of all private jet users.

Sorry a lot of you probably don’t even care about Taylor swift. But if you’ve been partaking in the negative rhetoric that’s been surrounding this human lately maybe this will make you think about things differently.

[tangyangie]

— 𝐃𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐃 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐌 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

let's be honest. he's still gonna be a jerk to you.

but at first, he'll treat you with the same (fake) kindness as he does everyone else.

even with the personality he puts up in front of everyone, he felt some sort of attraction to you. he doesn't ever really like anyone—so this is definitely new to him. give him a second.

he'd probably still try to put up his front, but the awkwardness would seep through. he's a good enough actor that you can't tell... though, he'd probably try to get away from you as fast as he can so that you don't realize. you notice something, but can't tell what.

as you spend more and more time together, he tries hinting you about him. but, you're so oblivious to them that he gives up on that front.

eventually, you like him, and he can tell. he wants to tell you, but he's worried that you'd leave and never speak to him again—let alone like him.

he wouldn't let you confess to him before he told you, though. he has some dignity, and wouldn't want to make you feel dirty toilet water.

so, he told you very bluntly. if he eases into it, it'd probably be harder for you to believe.

"y/n, i've been faking my personality this entire time."

"sorry, what?"

"sorry, let me say it better for you. i'm a phony. a fake."

"...wait, what?!"

"i give up."

once you acclimate to this information, david probably goes away to give you some time. he doesn't want you to get too overwhelmed before he can tell you he likes you, too. however that happened.

soon enough, you tell him you don't hate him.

you do want to spend some more time together before you can officially say that you like him, but it goes faster than you'd expect.

even with his doggy poopie personality, you end up liking him more than you'd think.

you are hesitant to confess to him, though. with the way he's acting—if you were wrong about him liking you, you'd never see him again. as easy as that would be.

he catches on, and decides to risk his feeling of superiority and be the one in the vulnerable spot. he confesses es very similarly to how he told you about his personality. extremely flatly.

once you guys are officially together, he's very possessive. i'm talking death stares at everyone that gets too close that he doesn't approve of, hand on you at all times, constantly pulling you towards him... he's clingy. doesn't want to admit it.

love language is definitely physical touch. you think he can use his words to tell you?? no. physical touch and quality time.

he lets you play with his hair. it's like turning a shark on its back—he goes completely silent. he doesn't normally fall asleep, but you wouldn't be surprised if he did.

one time, you tied his hair into a small ponytail. he looked really cute, and you made sure to let him know!! he cursed you under his breath, but didn't take it out.

i feel like he'd be a really good cook. i can vividly imagine in in an apron making cookies or cake!! but he makes good food other than baking—but those are like heaven in a single bite.

(lovingly) calls you mean names. and tells you to kys. you know he's joking, but sometimes... it's hard to tell.

plays games with you. he cheats.

"how'd you get the extra thousand monopoly dollars??"

"wow. i really don't know. that's... that's a real head-scratcher, there."

"david, i will stuff the bills down your throat."

"sure, you will. just like you got the boardwalk."

"you stole the boardwalk!!"

"can't steal it if it's not yours, stupid."

"i'm still getting park place."

"i will murder you."

mmmm makeouts.

he loves to make out with you. he's very handsy.

another hair grabber, i think. he's kinda lazy about things, so pulling you in closer in such an intimate but low-effort way makes it really easy for him!!

teases you with his looks, probably. i can imagine him leaning in to kiss you and just looking you right in the eyes with a grin on his face.

and then he grabs you and buries you in a kiss.

he steals blankets on the bed, couch—wherever you are, you'll end up freezing to death. he'll be warm and comfy, dead asleep.

he doesn't apologize verbally, but will try and refrain from taking the warm covers. if that doesn't work, he'll just bring more.

you guys will probably have separate blankets now to prevent him from taking your warmth.

definitely not a morning person. i can see him sleeping till 1 in the afternoon if you'd let him. probably tries to hold you in the bed with him to prevent your escape.

he's pretty muscular, i think. probably lifts you up randomly to mess with you. tosses you onto the couch.

big hands.

you can't help but notice them. if they were an idol, they'd have the best stage presence ever—they just draw your attention so easily.

like i said earlier, he's handsy. drags out his touches to annoy you.

you guys end up watching each other's shows.—i can see the two of you curled up and binging criminal minds, or something.

it was kind of a side effect of getting together... your interests kind of merged.

notes. there's absolutely no new content for david and i'm going crazy... so here's this for my drdt fans!! and if you're a danganronpa lover and you haven't watched it please do it's so good!! (esp for the nagito stans you're gonna love david)

and the doggy poopie was a while you were sleeping reference because they said that line while i was writing what i was originally going to use, and i decided it was perfect !!

sorry for all the notes, but i'm kind of delusional when it comes to david !! so this is probably a bit ooc...

and finally... i'm so so so so sorry for how long it's been 💔💔 i've had no motivation to write ☹️

[learnfromeinstein]

Yo, what's good, my fellow Einsteins? It's your boy back again with another LearnFromEinstein post. Today, we're gonna talk about one of my man Alby's favorite subjects - time.

Now, I know time can be a real head-scratcher, right? I mean, what even is time, really? Is it a concept we made up, or is it something that actually exists? Who knows, man.

But here's the thing - Einstein was all about that time. He was a freaking genius when it came to the concept of time, and his theory of relativity shook the scientific world to its core. Like, dude was basically the OG time traveler.

And let's not forget about Einstein's famous equation, E=mc². That bad boy is all about the relationship between matter and energy, and it's basically the foundation of modern physics. Like, if you don't know what E=mc² is, then do you even science, bro?

So, what's the takeaway from Einstein's time-related musings? Well, for one thing, we should never stop questioning the nature of time and our place in the universe. And we should always strive to push the boundaries of our understanding, just like Alby did.

That's it for today, folks. Tune in next time for more mind-bending insights and intellectual banter. Peace!

[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

ooh ive been having another head scratcher these days; would mc be able to actually learn to understand m6s familiars at some point? or is it off limits? like i thought thats how it went with faust but it could be just because of asras whole deal™ with mc hdtjvdt

i havent played pashas route to the end so i dont know if that comes up with pepi, cause like pasha would probably only be starting to get that connection with her too right?? and i dont remember it with julian n malak either lol only that bit where i think its death talking as a raven. listen at this point we can just establish i know basically nothing about this game except muriel hkfshkdts AND EVEN WITH HIM IM SO DUMB TOO LIKE I THOUGHT. FOR YEARS. IT WAS FACTUAL IN THE BACK OF MY HEAD THAT HE CAN LITERALLY ACTUALLY TALK TO ANIMALS BUT NOW IM REALISING I DONT THINK THATS TRUE?? LIKE HES GOT INANNA AND THE REST OF THE TIME HES JUST TALKING AT THEM AND I DONT THINK IT GOES BOTH WAYS LIKE WITH FAMILIARS JHDHKDTGJ god fucking dammit nobody should listen to me ever about any given subject again honestly. i dont know the chickens are just confusing me i dont know what to believe anymore lmao but i love him either way

ALSO THAT ONE BIT in muriels route when youre talking to inanna when i played it the first time literally fully honestly no joke had me like

i didnt want to look up walkthroughs yet X,DD good times. im so sorry for the rant this went places in did not plan it to but i can only hope i at least make you laugh a little nlhfjt sorry

@tetsuooooooooooo oh, the anxiety around wanting to avoid a reversed ending while refusing to use a walkthrough is real. XD

And honestly I'm not sure about the whole familiar communication thing? A lot of how well the character can communicate with their familiar seems to revolve around how in-tune a character is to themself and their magic.

Asra, for instance, can have full conversations with Faust, Nadia after losing her memories seems to have also lost some of her connection with Chandra, Muriel and Inanna don't seem to need words to communicate with each other, and so on.

There is also a point in Portia's route (spoilers?) where Pepi gains the capacity to talk and speaks to both Portia and MC, so it's easy to guess that familiars would be interested in communicating with MC from their end.

It makes me wonder if MC's capacity to communicate with familiars links into that? Perhaps if the LI, the MC, and the familiar are all in tune with each other it could work quite well? Who knows XD

Your essays are always food for thought, friend, thanks for sharing them! ^.^

[swagtastic-bougie-pompadour]

Writing Prompt: Clive is at the edge of the Area Zero crater, trying to push slither wings back into the crater with a mop and the aid of Senior Academy Director Gyarados (actual helpfulness of Senior Director Gyarados up to you).

//This was such a fun prompt. Thank you!!!!

“Clive” is pretty sure that Senior Academic Director Gyarados is silently laughing her tail off at him. Or at least, he presumes that’s the only reason she’s not helping him shove these oversized monstrosities back into the Crater.

Maybe she’s secretly a sympathizer to the Slither Wing cause. Maybe she sees their ploy for flight, for freedom, much like her own when she turned from a Magikarp to a Gyarados. 

Or maybe it’s just the fact that Director Clavell, still dressed in an oversized, under-buttoned school uniform and a gaudy pompadour wig, is using a mop of all things to poke lightly at the Slither Wings.

It’s not like he wants to hurt the creatures! So Megaera was off the table. Oran only shook his head in shame at the prospect of beating a bunch of rowdy insects back into Paldea’s worst real estate, Boolong seemed far more intrigued by the prospect of brewing tea for Deveraux, and neither Tolkien nor Beleth wanted to be on the receiving end of a Slither Wing’s Lunge.

So what other choice did the man have? At least, that’s what he told himself as one of the Slither Wings turned its back. Maybe it was finally retreating…! 

Instead, it reared up off its front legs and rubbed its back against the mop handle. Oh. Clavell had become a glorified back scratcher.

So much for this idea, he supposed. All he wanted to do was help out the community. Stop the spread of the (surprisingly docile) giant fighter bugs until the League finally pulled their heads out of Arceus-only-knows-where-they-were. If these things got into Mesagoza, after all, it’d be his problem sooner rather than later. But here he was, trying helplessly to herd these things like Wooloo. 

Clavell glowered at Senior Academic Director one last time. Or at least made some pathetic attempt to. 

“Is this funny to you? Is me trying to un-slither these Wings really all that…”

The Gyarados roared, voice booming with what only Clavell could identify as raucous laughter. The Slither Wings, for their part, scattered, hitting the wind in every direction. Only some of those were towards the crater, Clavell realized.

In the moment, though, he finds himself rather amused by the situation too. He drops the mop, wig askew, and raises his head up to laugh at the sky helplessly. The two of them tell nobody about this.