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[qubycles]

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[mira-atakirina]

WHEN SHE FLIRTS...

Lo'ak:

"Give me something to eat..." he says with his mouth full of food, barely able to squeeze out the words. Because his girlfriend decided to flirt again. As usual.

"Do you know what the difference is between you and the stars?" the girl asked rhetorically. The guy, waiting for another phrase to get acquainted, sighed heavily, nodding as a sign of "what?".

"The stars only shine at night, and you always..." , Lo'ak laughed loudly, and the remains of the food flew out of his mouth. Each time, like the first time, it embarrasses and amuses him at the same time, and, of course, he does not forget to answer with the same phrases.

Spider:

"Oh, Eywa..." he turns away from you, embarrassed. " That's too [your name]..." he whispered softly, turning back to her. The young man is raging hormones from puberty, and here you are. If before, when he was younger, he didn't pay attention to it, now he understands it. And every time he smiles like an idiot in his opinion, but in reality his smile is brighter than the sun.

After telling him about it, he sheepishly jumped off the mountain away from you... Don't worry, he landed safely on the ground. He is a strong man.

Neteyam:

"Hey angel, did it hurt when you fell from heaven to earth?" ,[Your name] asked with incense. "Let's just say..." Neteyam crouched down in front of the girl, his eyes never leaving her face, and before she could respond, he grabbed her face with his huge hands.

"You're so adorable." He squeezed her cheek with his fingers, pulling it to the side. He can't help but tell you at times like these how adorable and sweet she is. And when you flirt, he just laughs sweetly and thanks you.

Ao'nung:

"Why is the water in all seas salty, do you know?" - the girl smiled, raised her eyebrows and played with them. The Na'vi sighed irritably.

"Well?" - he had no desire to listen to what she was going to tell him, since he himself knew the reason for the saltiness of the sea.

"I salted it for you, because you are too sweet..." - it seemed like several minutes of silence passed, and the guy was silent and did not react to her words. The future chief smiled broadly and beckoned with his finger to himself.

"Come here," - the native asked as if ordering. When the girl was already standing in front of him, he put a large and heavy hand on the top of her head.

"Are you trying to win my favor? Or my heart?" - the guy's charming voice made you hold your breath and sharpen your hearing to better hear his melodic notes in his voice. You were caught off guard.

[daenerysstormreborn]

The whole concept of left brain/right brain isn’t super solid but I think it’s the most accurate way to describe the difference between Arya and Sansa’s skill sets. I think with training either girl could be a politician or a warrior. I think they both could’ve survived if their roles were swapped. Both have demonstrated the ability to adapt.

Arya specializes in the concrete and logical, in immediate observations and perceptions, and intuitive reactions to those. Arya is quick on her toes and great at making on-the spot assessments and reacting appropriately. She’s extremely observant and perceptive and these things come very naturally to her. She’s great at learning language, but isn’t said to write poetry and doesn’t take marked interest in story or songs. Her focus is typically on her immediate environment and current situation. She doesn’t spend time ruminating or crafting distant future lives for herself. She is alert and attuned to the facts and the present.

Sansa is more abstract and artistic, focusing on the qualitative aspects of life, engaging in creative pursuits. She loves the romantic and fantastical and is more attuned to ideas and concepts than the facts of her immediate surroundings. She absorbs history and heraldry and has a knack for aesthetics and mastery of her native language (i.e., writing poetry and being an eloquent speaker. Learning new language is “left brain” whereas mastery of your native language is “right brain.”), but isn’t said to be very good at math and her romanticized lens inhibits her perception of fact at times. She has a vivid imagination and spends a lot of time ruminating on her past and conjuring fantasies of idealized futures, comparing her own life to familiar narratives instead of being 100% present in her surroundings.

Which isn’t to say these skill sets are mutually exclusive to the girls. Arya can be very creative (she is excellent with performing and getting into roles as a faceless man) and Sansa can be quick on her toes (like when she saved Dontos). These skill sets also are not opposites and the girls do not “complete” each other. Both are full complete people on their own who are learning to apply their natural strengths to navigate their worlds.

What’s interesting to me is that they’re both a little aimless right now for different reasons relating to what I described above. Arya is great at taking action but doesn’t have a vision of her ideal future (at least not that we’ve seen) so she doesn’t know where to go next. Her biggest desires are “go home” and “go to the wall to see Jon” but those aren’t options to her so she ends up a bit directionless, traveling across the ocean and becoming a faceless man because she has to do SOMETHING because she’s a doer, but doesn’t know what to do. Meanwhile Sansa has goals for her future of being a lady with a loving husband and a family, but she is not a doer and doesn’t know what steps to take to escape her current situation, so she goes along with Littlefinger’s plan. Arya has inertia but no direction and Sansa has direction but no inertia

Of course, for both girls, age and and trauma are factors in them going down the paths they’re on and I expect that we’ll see them both grow!

[misssakuramochi]

'A TOUCH OF CULTURE' SENKU x READER HEADCANONS

Requested By: A Lovely Anonymous Requester Request: 'Hiiii, just wanted to say that I really love the way you characterize senku, it's just sooooo spot on!! I was wondering about your thoughts on senku having a latina s/o, I think it would be funny to see him react to s/o switching languages or throwing insults in their mother-tongue (greetings from Chile)' Age Rating: E Genre: General Notes: Ngl this prompt got away from me a touch and it ended up being more Senku with a s/o from a foreign culture -- I hope you enjoy nonetheless.

○ When Senku first finds out that a person speaks a foreign language, especially one very uncommon to Japan, he’s instantly fascinated. He’ll definitely ask them questions about where they learned it, where they’re from, and probably a few things about pronunciations that are just completely foreign to him. That being said, Senku doesn’t bombard them with those questions for the most part - generally he just listens to them while they speak, often idly while doing other tasks, and picks up on any patterns he notices.

○ If they infuse words from their native language into their Japanese Senku might be a bit taken off guard at first, but he adapts quickly enough for it to stop phasing him entirely after a few months or so. At first he learns their body language, able to figure out what they mean quickly enough - sooner than later he just remembers their native language word for the Japanese words they struggle remembering the most so he just knows what they’re saying and he can tell them the Japanese word after to help them remember it.

○ That being said, if someone uses the fact that Senku doesn’t speak their native language to say things he can’t understand he might get a bit irritated. In his opinion communication is best when it’s clear and straightforward, and speaking to him in a language he doesn’t know isn’t either of those things. Even if they’re just doing it to tease or insult him, Senku is likely to meet the goading with a ‘Eh? What was that? Huh?’ 

○ Until, of course, he can understand what they’re saying and (still in Japanese on his part) responds to them with full clarity. Between listening in idly to them speaking their native language and what research he could do on his own, if any, he manages a passable understanding of their language - especially of things they say often. Though he’s a bit smug at their shock when he responds to something they didn’t think he’d understand, he’s quick to ease any tension by explaining that he’d caught on to a lot, but he’d love any tips they might have on actually speaking the language: understanding a word and saying it correctly are two very different things.

○ If they are willing to teach Senku how to speak their language it’s a bit of a process, but he’s honestly the best student anyone could ask for. He does get frustrated when he stumbles and slips around trying to form his mouth to the right shapes, or flex his tongue to make a sound you don’t need to use in Japanese, but any time he gets annoyed with his lack of progress he gets motivated to try harder. His dedication is obvious, because he can be heard practicing difficult sounds under his breath while he’s working on science projects and blueprints.

○ Once Senku gets a basic handle on speaking the language himself he starts working on practical uses for it, of course! This ends up coming in the form of code, essentially. It’s unlikely that anyone they encounter on the island of their awakening is going to speak much other than Japanese, and the majority certainly won’t. This gives anyone able to communicate clearly in a way most people cannot understand a distinct tactical advantage. After teaching Senku, the only native speaker is tasked with teaching Gen, who is to then to help them teach others in the Kingdom of Science.

○ In a way this also honors what remains of that person’s culture after the collapse of civilization. Senku is very quick to insist that such benefit is purely passive, entirely secondary to the practical use of instating their language as the secondary language of the Kingdom of Science. While he did put so much effort into it quite as early on was practical in nature, he absolutely had that secondary objective in mind too.

○ In what feels like no time at all the one person goes from being the only person in camp using their native language, being cheeky and poking fun with words others couldn’t understand, to speaking in conversations with others eager to get a better and better grasp of a brand new language. Though it’s nothing like having a conversation with a native speaker, it is a small piece of home.

○ Along with interest in the language comes interest in where different parts of it came from and the stories behind the words. Though the amount of questions can get overwhelming sometimes, they’re an opportunity to spread stories of their home to the villagers, and introduce them fully into the world again. Senku also knows a fair few of the more commonly known tales from many places too, and is more than happy to tell a tale or two if they ever need a break.

○ Chances are the Kingdom adopts a few of the larger cultural events, either ones that are for a significant reason of respect/honour, or ones that are just a lot of fun! After learning a lot about one of those customs from the person closest to them the Kingdom would try to adopt a form of the tradition in their own way.

A/N: Hello anon! Thank you for your kind words! I apologize that this didn't end up being overly focused on one specific culture, or overly romantic, but I hope my take on your prompt was still a fun read! Thank you for your request!

Of course, thank everyone for reading, and safe travels!

[maryleclerc]

𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 — charles leclerc

pairing: prince!charles leclerc x reader

summary: just another version of 𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐨𝐫, prince charles leclerc cheated on his wife and confessed

author note: NO HATE TOWARD CHARLOTTE SINE !

read the my royal series here

au: this is my first time write a full one-shot or long imagine so please forgive me if i made any mistake. would be great if you can give some opinion, advice after reading this 🫶🏻 there no part 2 of this, and i might delete it anytime so not sure if i will keep it or not

warning: english is my native language, use google translation, grammar mistaken. but i won’t call it a part of the 𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 series, i made cause so much people wanted to read it so it’s going to be a sad end, please if you don’t like this end… scroll or just don’t read it at all. love ya!)

Charles and I have been married for 3 years, we have a 2 years old son together, according to the royal plan arranged for both of us, as it was plan today we will got to Italy because in a few days we will attend the F1 Grand Prix race in Italy this year but it coincides with the wedding date of my best friend in London, not wanting to let the Italians down because of the broken promise. We have decided, Charles going to attend the race in Italy in the next few days, me and Christian are going to attend my best friend wedding in London.

"Morning mon amour, is Christian awake yet baby?" Charles asked me and came up to where I was standing and kissed my forehead, he has been act to strange for the past few month he use to to kiss me on the lips every morning and before bedtime. But now he only kiss me once or sometime he does not kiss me at all.

"He haven’t, can you help me wake him up handsome?" I look up and smile at Charles and kiss him on the lips.

“Of course i can.” He replies and leaves his phone on the table before goes into our son room, Christian to wake him up.

Just a few seconds after Charles walked into our son room to wake him up, Charles' phone vibrated constanly. i didn't mean to see who’s texted him at first but because it kept vibrate so I thought maybe it was something to urgent and needed my husband so I walked over to grab Charles phone but right at the moment i pick it up, the phone lights up once again and the name Kristiana Bailee was pop up in his phone screen… It’s his ex girlfriend, the famous actress Kristiana Bailee

Everything would've been fine if she hadn't sent another text message saying, "Can't wait to be with you in Italy baby… does your wife know?"

My heart just drop imediatly, don’t know how to react, should i throw his phone away? she even calls my husband baby? and then I heard Charles's voice coming out of Christian's room and I quickly turn off the phone, put it back down and wiped all my tears away before Charles could see it.

I walk over and put breakfast i just made on the table for Charles and Christian and i turned walk straight to our share bedroom. He notice it’s very unusual for me to skip breakfast today, I never skip breakfast because it's so important.

"Wait Y/n, you don't eat breakfast today?" Charles asked

"Yea, i feel a bit dizzy because i couldn't sleep last night, so I'm still a bit tired now, please wake me up at 8am so I can get Christian change and then we have to arrive at the airport on time" I said but still didn't turn to look at Charles, because I was afraid, I was afraid that if I turned to look into those eyes of Charles again I would see those images, the images of Charles looking at her with those eyes, eyes that I thought were only for me.

The clock strikes 8 o'clock Charles wakes me up, I change Christian's clothes and Charles prepares the car to drive us to the airport on time so we can arrive at London on time and Charles will go to Italy to "her" the famous actress. When we got to the airport, Charles hugged me and Christian tightly

“I love you, mon a'mour and have a safe flight” Charles said and kissed me on the lips, I have to kiss these lips because it will probably be the last kiss from Charles that I get, then he kiss Christian once again

“Charles, you have a safe flight too and enjoy the race baby” I smiled and said, does Charles recognize this smile? a sad smile, “Christian say bye bye papa, see you at home.” I turn to Christian. “Bye bye paapa” His cute little voice makes me feel a bit soothed. Before Charles can say anything, I turned away and got into the plane as fast as i can before he can see another tear run down my eyes

As soon as Christian and I arrived in London, our friends were there to pick us up, no matter what, I will make the most of my days in London and just forget everything that happened back to Monte Carlo.

2 days later

After 2 days spending all my energy for my girls wedding day, today me and Christian had to leave London to go back to Monte Carlo and it’s 6am, we’ve to catch a flight in 9am so i think it’s best to get yourself ready while Christian still asleep. I pack mine and Christian lugguage, after finish I open my phone to check who’s texting me in this early morning, one of my other bestfriend Céline back in Monte Carlo just sent me a link and the next she text me “WTF?! Are you okay?”

I click onto that link, and it’s show an images of Charles and Kristiana kissing eachother at Italy Grand Prix.

The i started to read every single word that was exist in that news

“Three years after Prince Charles Leclerc and Princess Y/n married, people whom attended today race at the Formula 1 Italian Grand Prix got caught Prince Charles Leclerc of Monte Carlo kissing another woman, it is none other than actress Kristiana Bailee, it’s known that the two have a history dating but after 2 years together, the two of them decided to end their relationship then Prince Charles Leclerc found the love of his life is Y/n Y/l/n (Princess Y/n of Monte Carlo now) and together they have a 2-year-old son, Prince Christian Arthur of Monte Carlo.

It could be said that this was an affair and this has led to media criticism of the way Prince Charles Leclerc and actress Kristiana Bailee act in public. Accordingly, Princess Y/m is not present at the Grand Prix race in Italy today is because she has to attend the wedding of her close friend in London.

So far, the Royal Family has not made any announcement about this information.”

My heart sink once again, i felt like i cannot breath anymore… they’re now making it public. During the flight from London back to Monte Carlo, I sat with Christian on my lap and pondered over how to react when I met Charles, I might be angry uncontrollably. As soon as I got home from the airport, I saw Charles' car parked at the front gate of the house, so I gave Christian to the babysitter. I went straight into the living room where Charles was sitting, and as soon as I entered I immediately asked Charles.

“Do you love her? Kristiana Bailee” I ask him with a calm voice and show him the images that those people has taken of them kissing, trying to calm myself down cause i just don’t want to hurt anyone while we’re having this kind of converstion

“Y/n, it’s not what its look like, you have to trus-” He start to explain a little, trying to walk across the big sofa to grab me

“Do you fucking in love with her? CHARLES FUCKING LECLERC! JUST FUCKING ANSWER MY QUESTION” I raise my voice at Charles, then bridge of my nose start to feel uncomfortable and a stream of tears ran down my face. Charles hated to make me cry, he once said to me that i don’t deserve who make me cry… but now here he is the one who make my heartbreak into small pieces and cry my eyes out

“I’m so sorry Y/n, and no i’m not inlove with her. I just don’t fucking know why i’ve done all of this shit” He said with a sad, regret voice then i continued to ask him “How long? Charles how long have you and that bitch been doing this behind my back?”

“You know what Charles, never mind” I didn't even care to hear his answer, I turned and walked out of the room with an unbearably gloomy atmosphere. Charles chased after me and grabbed my arm so tight as if I could disappear into thin air at any moment.

“Please don’t leave, Y/n please” Charles begging me to stay and look straight at me into my eyes

“Charles I already know everything, everything from the day you came to Italy Grand Prix, but I still trust that you would never do such things. But when I found out the truth, and also the everything, it really made me extremely disappointed! Why do you do such things that you’ve promise me? do you think our 9 years relationship and 3 fucking years of marriage doesn't mean anything? If you not think about me when you’re with her, you atleast think of our son Christian, how do you think he would feel when he’s old enough and found out that the reason his parents divorced was because his father was secretly FUCKING another woman behind his mother back? and that’s other woman is his father ex lover. It’s hurt me so bad Charles my heart ache everytime i saw those images got posted everywhere on every social platform” I said while crying, Charles look shock when he heard the word “divorce”

“No we are not going to get a divorce Y/n. Hit me, shout at me or do whatever you want but please don’t get a divorce” Charles said, i snapp back “NO CHARLES THERE ARE NO FUCKING WAY TO WORK THIS SHIT OUT ANYMORE, IT’S OVER” I storm out of our house.

[kaji-todoroki]

"My name is Kaji Black." "I am the son of the blue flame, Dabi, and the bearer of the frozen fire." "To the world, I am only the legacy of a fallen villain, an echo of the flames that once burned. But I am more than his son, more than the shadows of a past that is not my own."

account Info

This is an MHA/BNHA RP account

Kaji is an OC and of course not canon. He is a character I created and has nothing to do with Kohei Horikoshi

It's a secondary account, so I can't follow back. When I follow back, I do it with my main account @lura-valentine

Admin is 21+

Kaji is 16 - So make sure it doesn't get smut

English is not my native language. Due to my translator, some sentences may be posted in another language. Unfortunately, this happens unintentionally and sometimes I don't even notice that it's turned on.

Rules

I think you are familiar with the name Knigge. Therefore, I will spare myself the trouble of explaining the rules of common courtesy

Kaji is 16. He doesn't flirt with characters who are 20+

Racism of any kind is prohibited and will be blocked

all ships with -18 and +20 are also blocked

Words from the admin😊

Don't be afraid to write, Kaji won't bite your head off... but maybe he will freeze you... who knows this, if you not try?

Character Info

Name: Kaji (火児) Black (RP: Todoroki-Black)

Anime/Manga: My Hero Academia / Boku No Hero Academia

Role: OC

Codename: Frostflame

Age: 16

Height: 1.77 (at 21 years 1.83)

Appearance:

Kaji is almost a carbon copy of his father Touya and resembles him except for his hair. He has Touya's turquoise blue eyes and his mother's black hair, but he has a single white strand of hair that comes from Touya's influence. Like his mother, Kaji has black wings, but they shimmer in blue.

Quirk name: Ice Phoenix

Quirk description:

Kaji's Quirk was created through a rare genetic cross between his parents' two Quirks and the specific genetic predisposition from Touya's bloodline.

He has the extraordinary ability to create flames that radiate extreme cold and have nothing to do with heat. These bluish-white flames are so cold that they can freeze anything they touch in a matter of seconds. His "fire" drains all heat from the surroundings and can even neutralize heat sources by freezing them.

Other information

Family: Kaji is the son of Rain (OC) and Dabi/Touya.

RP Dad: @hiding-inner-dabi and other Dabis who want to be that.

Personality:

Kaji is composed in nature and often presents a calm and controlled outer facade. Kaji is intelligent and strategic in his thinking, often keeping long-term goals in mind. Although Kaji usually remains composed, he has a very short nerve when it comes to provocation. When someone he is friends with is insulted or threatened, he becomes cold and ruthless in such moments, taking full pride in his Quirk. He shows no tolerance for attacks on his family and often reacts in such moments without regard for consequences.

OC Lore

Kaji Black was conceived shortly before the so-called Final War - one of the most decisive moments in the history of heroes and villains. At that time, his mother, Rain Black, was still closely connected to the League of Villains. But a private matter forced her to return to Europe.

As she was planning to return to the League's ranks to support Touya (Dabi) and the others, a fateful discovery changed everything: she was pregnant. Rain knew she had to protect her unborn child, so she decided to stay in Europe.

A painful thought accompanied her throughout her pregnancy - she did not know whether Touya or Keigo (Hawks) was the father, as she had been in a relationship with both men during that time. But when Kaji was born and Rain held him in her arms for the first time, the answer was obvious. His deep turquoise eyes and the characteristic snow-white streak of hair revealed without a doubt that Touya Todoroki was his father.

Kaji's childhood was carefree, marked by curiosity, energy and a constant desire to explore the world. He was a lively child who was deeply impressed by his uncle Ryen, the leader of the Black Wings. For Kaji, Ryen was a shining example - a man of impressive discipline, stoic calm and an almost unshakeable control, even in the most chaotic situations.

Ryen, whose Quirk "Thunderbird" gave him electrical powers, was the electrical counterpart of his sister Rain, who fought with her dark red flames. Together they led the Black Wings, an organization officially dedicated to rescuing and caring for orphans. But behind this facade, the Black Wings worked as mercenaries to finance the costs of their orphanage.

When Kaji was old enough, he began training to become a mercenary - a harsh and unforgiving lesson in the gray area between heroes and villains. He quickly learned that mercenaries were often viewed as dishonorable opportunists who walked the fine line between light and darkness. But for Kaji, the Black Wings were more than just a unit. They became his family - a dysfunctional, chaotic community held together by the strength of his uncle and mother.

But life as a mercenary was not without sacrifices. Kaji's faith in the loyalty of his unit was shaken in the hardest way when two of his closest comrades betrayed him. The betrayal targeted his life, and Kaji was forced to make a decision that would change him forever. In order to survive, he had to kill the two traitors.

This painful experience left a deep mark on him. From that moment on, Kaji changed - his lively, open personality was replaced by a stoic reserve. He began to take on strong characteristics of his father Touya: a man who went through life with a closed facade and controlled emotions.

But despite this change, one thing remained the same: Kaji's unwavering loyalty to his family. The Black Wings are his home, and Kaji would do anything to protect those he cares about - even if it means encasing his own heart in ice.

[redheadbigshoes]

KSG is rightfully being canceled for all the shit she’s said. But let’s talk about other people involved in the movie and cancel not only a trans woman?

Jacques Audiard (director)

Why is a Frenchman making a musical about a former cartel kingpin wanting to transition to be a trans woman (this seems like only for hiding), set in Mexico, without knowing about the country at all nor the language?

He has stated he didn’t need to do any research about Mexico and its history and culture before making the film because he “knew enough”. Emilia Perez is fulled of Mexican negative stereotypes regarding drug cartels and its victims.

The film was not filmed in Mexico at any point, only some exterior shots.

About trans people: multiple trans people have talked about how problematic trans rep is showed in the movie, like it’s more like a way for the main character to hide their identity (as a cartel kingpin) than any other thing.

He has said a few days ago that Spanish is a language of poor countries.

Have you all seen the clip where he reacts to Cynthia Erivo’s nomination in the Oscars? That should tell you enough…

Carla Hool (casting director)

She said she did a research in Mexico for actors and did not find good enough Mexican actors for the roles.

According to her the screenplay needed to change because they didn’t find Mexican actors for the main roles (since it seemed like originally the characters were all supposed to be Mexican).

This woman thought it was a great idea to cast two American born and raised actresses. Selena, who despite having Mexican ancestry doesn’t speak Spanish fluently (clearly), and Zoe, who despite being fluent in Spanish, has Puerto Rican and Dominican ancestry (so not Mexican at all), so she obviously doesn’t speak with a Mexican accent.

And last but not least: she casted Karla Sofía Gascón, born and raised in Spain, the country that colonized Mexico. It’s beyond disrespectful to play a Mexican when you’re the colonizer, even more so after the stuff the casting director said about not having good Mexican actors.

Selena Gomez (plays Jessi del Monte)

C’mon, accepting a role that was originally supposed to be played by a Mexican? When you barely know Spanish?

Apparently she said she didn’t have time to learn Spanish for the movie. Right. A billionaire. Someone who’s spoken a lot about being Latina and how proud she is of her roots (but apparently not proud enough to have time to learn Spanish). If she truly wanted to learn the language she would’ve learned years ago.

Not to mention if she truly were proud to be Mexican and her roots she would’ve never accepted to be a part of something so problematic.

Zoe Saldaña (plays Rita Mora Castro)

The same issue as Selena. How can she accept a role that was supposed to be played by a Mexican?

Okay, Zoe is actually fluent in Spanish, growing up it was her native language. But her accent is NOT the same as the Mexican accent. Of course, because she’s not Mexican nor have Mexican ancestry.

She seems to embrace her Latinidad only when it’s convenient. Her speech at the Golden Globes? Where did that accent suddenly come from? Her English is 100% American. Pronouncing people’s names with a different accent (names that are not even supposed to be pronounced like that) sounds fake, forced. Like she’s trying to remind everyone she’s Latina, trying to make people forget she’s American.

[salaminus]

Rex & Cody and the stolen commando

Summary:

Cody has stolen a commando from Kamino. But Cody isn't there to pick up his package himself, so he sends it to Rex because he can. Rex hasn't slept more than an hour in 48 hours, the caf is empty, his back hurts and there's a stupid commando in his hangar causing stress with Torrent!

Non-native speaker, pleaser bear with me.

Masterlist

CHAPTER 1:

Rex might kill someone. Fives would be best. Or Hardcase. Or Denal. Or Attie - not Coric, he's a medic - forget it, Coric too. It's best if he stabs himself as well.

Two hours of sleep, just two hours of undisturbed sleep, but no, he won't get it because he has to have Torrent under his command.

Rex trudges more than he has to - the door shoots open in front of him, a bunch of shinies salute, yeah yeah, get out of there now, he desperately needs a caf. Someone better not have drunk all the rations, because his personal supply is empty. How can something like that happen, kriffing shit. How and when!

His boys know better than to talk to him, after all. First course through the canteen, past the crowded tables. Far too little blue in the white sea of plastoid, that's unpleasant, it should be different. Problem for later, first the most important thing - caf, otherwise Rex will fall asleep. His eyes burn, when he blinks, his eyelids feel like they're stuck, he always needs two seconds before he can open them completely.

Past the queue - every now and then it pays to be a kama wearer, it has to, you don't forget the pain from back then - to the large plastoid cup, full of the strange powder from which the stuff is made. Step by step, he should be able to see the black stuff, but the large bowl remains nice and white.

What.

He stands in front of it - a pitiful little pile of powder, down in the corner, it barely fits on a fingernail is in the box, otherwise it's empty. Scratched out, rather licked out. This can't be true! Rex wants to scream, knock the box off the table, he's already clenching his fist when his com flashes happily. Karking fucking green, "WHAT!"

"Good morning to you too, sunshine."

Cody, of course, the little bastard grins and Rex can hear it, it makes his blood boil. "What do you want, shebs, I hope for your sake it's important and if it was a good morning I wouldn't hear your voice!"

Behind him, his men twitch, the very young ones, the babies, look almost terrified. Take a breath, really deep, relax your fingers - no, the box doesn't get punched, but it deserves it, damn Kark – Calm down now, he's kriffing Captain, he can't do that, ARCs are allowed to do that, Captains aren't. He's ARC too, quips an evil ugly voice in his head, it would only be boxing the damn bowl once....

Cody at the com snorts through his nose. "Rex'ika, got off on the wrong foot? Did they turn you inside out in the retorts? You're talking to a marshal commander."

Oh, fuck YOU.

"Kark you, you shithead. What do you want? If this was in any way official, you wouldn't be greeting me with sunshine, don't fucking give me ranks!"

A brief pause at the other end - a pause in which Rex slams a hand on the kitchen counter so that the karking droid behind it turns around. He does so, agonizingly slowly; if Rex reacted like that with Natborns, he would have been on Kamino long ago for insubordination. "Is there still caf here today, or why is the bucket empty?"

Droids, Rex hates them, especially that one. If anyone else says they can't smile, oh yes, they can, and it does it as sneakily as ever, tilting its head and waddling a step towards Rex. "CT-756---"

 "That wasn't the question, damn it - Where. is. My. Caf!"

"Rex," Cody says at the wrist - oh, no sunshine, no hypocritical smile on his lips that you can literally hear, much better, but Cody's off the air now, Rex needs caffeine before he kills someone.

Droidy doesn't understand, his head just jerks up and down at Rex. "I suggest you go to your commanding clone until you've calmed down."

Rex is about to light something on fire. "I am MY commanding- Is there still caf here now, yes, or no, that was a simple question!"

"If you do not leave this room immediately, soldier, I will inform your superior officer..."

Okay, that's it. Rex is just going to jump over the counter, rip the droid's head off and look for Caf himself, simple as that. He's already got one leg over the counter when someone shouts a very hasty: "Sir!"

Some reflexes can't be helped when they've been pumped into your brain since early childhood, so Rex turns to the speaker anyway - a shiny, completely white, but he has a rather impressive tattoo on his face, a huge V. Much better tattoo choice than Jesse, but what does he expect from Jesse, he already shares the same initial with Jojo, which says it all - wait a minute.

His vod'ika swallows hard, somehow managing to stand even more at attention than before - and he holds out a cup to him. A mug filled with... not caf, no. Coffee, the stuff from the big machine that Nici has set up and which spits out fantastic hot drinks for two hours a day, desirable enough that you now have to register the squads.

Foot back off the counter, Rex walks up to the shiny, forcing himself to take a deep breath. "Name."

That sounded brutal, as if he wanted to berate him, Rex sees him flinch and raises his hand. "I'm sorry. What's your name, vod'ika, I'm in a terrible fucking mood, it's not your fault though."

Minimal relaxation in the eyes of his little brother in front of him, but overall he still stands there with his arm with the cup stretched out like a flagpole. "Sir! Dogma, sir, CT-5784! I have been assigned to the Platoon Bravo--"

Dogma, then, one of the names that was more of a insult. Innately, Rex writes a note to himself to introduce him to Echo.

"That's enough for me, thank you, Dogma."

Take the cup, give the rookie a quick pat on his shoulder. "And you just forget your number. Just like..."

Then he spins around - oh, the cup is warm, really warm, the coffee is still fresh, praise be to Prime's mother –, and stares at the room as best he can with his helmet on. Rex doesn't like to shout, but today everything sucks and therefore he's allowed to do so. "We all forget what I did at the dispenser, is that clear? The second I hear a word about it, you run penalty laps until you vomit!"

Silence, pleasurable silence in the room, wonderful. Rex could just lie down and sleep now, instead he grips his mug tighter and nods to the shiny in front of him. "Thanks for the caf, kid. You're saving some people's lives today and they'll never appreciate it - Cody, what do you want now and keep it short, my patience is shorter today than the time Kenobi has his lightsaber in his hand and doesn't lose it!"

Cody has the decency to wait half a second. Rex takes advantage of this and walks past Dogma to the exit, clutching the cup tightly. Behind him, the droid wants to complain, "Cups may not be removed from the canteen", which Rex acknowledges with a middle finger and "Write to my superior, clanker!", for which he doesn't turn around.

He's almost out of the room, almost behind the saving door, when Cody starts talking. "So, I need you to take something for me. I stole a batch from Kamino."

That's it. Rex rips off his helmet, vaguely sees the horrified looks - never seen anyone go 48 hours without sleep, eh! - and starts drinking the caf in order to down it in one go.

"Hello, are you still there - listen, what's wrong with you, didn't get enough sleep?"

Cody’s about to get slapped in the face. "Commander, kriff yourself, respectfully said. If I haven't slept enough, you're karking kidding, Cody - or you know what, I don't care. I don't want to know. I don't want to know what you did. When is your stupid fucking batch coming and how exactly I'm supposed to proceed with them!"

"That's... quite simple."

Rex pauses. Firstly, he can already feel the caffeine - no, but the warmth of the coffee for that, the smell alone soothes him like a comforting blanket it drapes over him, making his aching eyes blink more easily. However, Cody paused in his sentence, one of the very long ones, and then came the word 'Just'. Something here stinks big time.

"What's that supposed to mean."

"Well, you don't have to do anything, it's a commando."

NOW he’s dead. "A karking COMMANDO?!"

"Don't shout like that. A very nice one, an experimental unit, under my command, you don't have any flimsiwork or anything, you just have to receive it, you can do that, can't you?"

This little fucker. Rex grinds his teeth and marches on towards the exit of the canteen, his eyes stubbornly fixed ahead. Keep thinking about the coffee in his hand. It will help him against everything, against the karking universe, full of stupid, stupid older brothers.

" Receive it for you, Commander. And why doesn't Jango's Pride and Glory do it himself!"

"Rex, I'm not there, we're way off the grid. All you have to do is take the batch and keep it for me, you can do that!"

Rex can do anything because he has to. "Is that an order?"

"If that's what you want," Cody doesn't even have the decency to sound meaner, "then yes. Otherwise it's a favor, but if I order you to do it, I'll forget the part."

"Do it, you douche. I have so many favors with you, I couldn't even redeem them if I wanted to - when's your Commando coming and why are you only telling me about it now?"

"Because it wasn't certain yet..."

Lazy excuse and he knows it. There's something else going on, but Cody doesn't want to say it. Should make Rex even grumpier, but he doesn't even know if that's possible. First he trudges down the corridor towards his quarters. Skywalker better does not want anything from him now, he has reports to finish.

"Yes. So - they're landing soon, they'll be coming out of hyperspace in three hours. I'd be grateful if you could keep them safe... until we meet again or they leave on their own because they've been assigned a mission."

Oh great, wonderful. Just keep walking, he's almost there.

"Rex. Hello?"

No, Rex is not here. Rex has to accept deliveries for stupid ori'vods.

"I've already sent you the files. They're all less than ten years old, by the way, just so you're prepared. I have to---"

"Kote." Rex hisses into the com, stops and bares his teeth involuntarily. "you're sending me an unfinished trained Commando, an experimental unit younger than kriffing Domino Squad?"

"Just a little younger, Rex, and it's a Commando."

"That's exactly the problem!"

MASTERLIST

[shalscumbunny]

hi omg i love ur writing sm! i was wondering if you could just write a small story about shalnark getting jealous ? :) it could be for whatever reason or maybe because his s/o kept hanging out with the other troupe members for too long 😭 thank you in advance 💖💖

I hope you like it and everything is fine, I think I made it too short, with too much fluff, maybe even half OC… I hope you like everything!

Jealous boy | Jealous! Shalnark x Reader

Summary: Shalnark's beloved Y/N does a couple of extra jobs for the Gen'ei Ryodan and he can't help but get jealous.

Pairing: Shalnark X GN!Reader

Warnings: Shalnark being a needy, jealous, adorable little baby of 180 cm.

Author’s note: I always mention it in all my writings in English, but better safe than sorry, English is not my native language so it is very likely to find many mistakes and also that I know practically nothing about writing "X character and Y/N"

Sites: AO3

Shalnark is a conceited and jealous baby, in fact he likes that you pamper him and your attention is 1000000% focused only on him, he was completely proud that his girlfriend was useful to Gen'ei Ryodan, although it hurt him that you would give him less attention.

Your Nen skill is not very complicated, you can simply see the age of the objects and thanks to that avoid falling into the theft of false and worthless objects.

He was happy, I mean he was when Chrollo offered to give you temporary jobs to help them, what he didn't expect was that he would send you to search for the treasures with other members of the Ryodan other than him.

His brow furrows and his cheeks puff out slightly when he sees you chatting happily with Nobunaga or helping Feitan remove dirt from his umbrella, it's like an anvil falls on his head.

One day Phinks was eating one of the cookies you brought before going out in search of a necklace that he had been trying to steal for a couple of days, but he felt like he was being watched. While he was eating next to you, Shalnark's eyes were observing him penetratingly, almost not even was blinking.

"Don't you have the feeling that someone wants to kill you with their gaze?" Phinks asked you while your mouth was full of cookies, so you shook your head.

Of course, Shalnark never thought of sabotaging you, but a somewhat sadistic and childish giggle formed when he came up with little ideas to embarrass his friends in front of you.

He was simply watching from a distance when Nobunaga's sandal flew out of nowhere and he fell on his face without you being able to help him.

When you arrive somewhat confused and holding back your laughter at the Ryodan shelter, Shalnark is waiting for you there, with that innocent and sweet expression, it doesn't even seem like he would be capable of killing a fly.

"How did it go? Everything okay?" He asks and then picks you up, spins you around in the air a couple of times and kisses your lips briefly.

"Good!" You respond a little blushing as he lowers you to the floor. "I just felt sorry for Mr. Nobunaga, he slipped and hit his face."

"Really? What a shame!" Shalnark feigned pity and surprise, but something in his expression gave it away completely, making you raise your eyebrows.

You soon took his hand leading him to an empty room and cupped both of his cheeks in your two hands.

"What did you do?" You asked with a somewhat serious but calm voice.

"I don't know what you're talking about," he lied, pretending to be indignant.

A small smile appeared on your lips, he was adorable even pretending to be offended and you knew him like the back of your hand.

"Are you jealous, Shal?" You asked bluntly.

"No" He lied, denying you his gaze.

"Aww!!! You're super jealous!!!" You laughed hugging him "But why? Did I do something to upset you?"

Shalnark didn't even have a chance to react, he just snuggled into your hair and hugged you.

"No... it's just... what if you think the other members of the Gen'ei Ryodan are cooler than me? What if you want to leave me!?" He said nervously clinging to your body.

You couldn't help but be moved by his words and you stood on tiptoe to kiss his right cheek repeatedly.

"To me you will always be the most amazing, smart, handsome and charming member of the Gen'ei Ryodan" You said affectionately.

"You promise?"

"I promise, jealous boy" You said softly, delicately kissing his lips.

Thanks for reading this shit 🤍

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Gentle Grace

Past =-= Next

Author's note: More of Jophiel in Husbandry. Thank you to @sleepyfan-blog for letting me borrow Cedric and Ash'val.

Warnings: None that I can tell. Let me know if I need to add anything.

Summary: As Jophiel recovers from over using his Psykery, but not turning into a Conduit or a Demon, and gets fussed over by his brother-cousins, he gets to make some art while he waits to be let out of the hiding spot.

Tagged: @barn-anon, @bleedingichorhearts, @c-u-c-koo-4-40k, @egrets-not-regrets, @kit-williams,

Tagged continued: @sleepyfan-blog, @whorety-k, @ms--lobotomy @bispecsual @thevoidscreams

Tagged continued: @i-am-a-dragon34, @gra93fruit-blog

Artistic talent and the pursuit of more than just warfar was something that their Primarch, Sanguinius, had done with his sons while he was alive, and it's an activity that they continue to do so.

Long into the Indominitus Crusade and those Eras in-between, the act of creation, of art of some kind. To help hone such a skill and to help ones humors become more tempered.

It was something that he'd been taught after he'd been sent to his First Born Brothers in the Blood Angels Chapter. How to create art, of course, all art is individual to the particular Space Marine.

And there are a lot of different ways one could make art, but he'd happened upon the type of art making that had called to him, or at least helped soothe and calm him. A type of meditation that was of deep, calming focus.

That had repetitive movements that had small parts that created a greater whole. His brother-cousins had been able to scrounge up something so that he'd be able to create art, while stuck on bed rest at the protective, scowling gaze of Cedric and Ramiel.

With Claude and Catius guilt tripping him with wide, pleading eyes that tugged at his hearts strings and he'd capitulated with a huff. He did send a message to his Bonded that he was going to be staying with his brother-cousins in the Big City for a few days, possibly a week or two. He'd gotten a cheerful response back, he'd make sure to get them a little gift as an apology for being away from them for so long.

One of his brother-cousins has come back with a colored paper back that crinkles, it's full of the art supplies and he smiles gratefully at Catius, "Thank you for getting the art supplies, I appreciate it."

"You are welcome, Jophi," Catius says as he hands over the bag of art supplies.

Jophiel carefully pulled out the art supplies that had been gathered for him and he prepared to make some art. He was planning on making a gift for his brother-cousins that were staying at this base on a more permanent basis.

While he would come to this base to see them, he'd rather not deal with the potential Drama that was a Cursed One of the Ninth legion being on Ancient Terra.

He's glad that his fellow Primaris Brothers didn't seem to get afflicted with madness at the sight of his wings, but he's heard the stories, heard the histories of entire chapters of the Sons of the Ninth Primarch tearing each other apart over the madness that is the winged Astartes.

Granted, Ancient Terra seems different with how the Warp reacts to things, he'd rather not risk that when the stakes were so much more… difficult to navigate.

Also, being stuck on one planet, and not have any resources to get off of it had his wings itch and his hands twitch in a way that had Ramiel staring eagle-eyed at him for 'self-harm' habit of his.

He hummed one of the Hymns to the God Emperor's Glory as he prepares his cross-stitching surface and makes sure that all of the different kinds of yarn are carefully labeled by color and he tries to figure out what kind of design he wants to go for.

He starts threading the needle with the outline color and starts to stitch the outline of a flower, not one native to this world, and wouldn't be found until the Imperium sends its mighty colonization ships out to seed the habitual stars and planets with humanity.

He finish the outline of that flower and outlines a few more flowers and plants, and leaves. All of these plants are from his nearly perfect memory as he starts to cross stitch the leaves, stems and flower petals in the bright, colorful strands of thread.

He slowly goes over each flower in careful, neat stitching that he's careful to use just enough strength that it's tight, but won't snap the delicate threads. Once he's finished with the flowers and stems, leaves and vines of those plants.

He opens the hoop and shifts the work so that another part of the cloth canvas that is blank is now centered within the hoop as he does more stitching, firs the outline, then the internal components. His brother-cousins come and go to check on him, occasionally sneaking him to a different place, so as to not have him be found by older brother's and cousins of this base.

He's glad that his brother-cousins were able to finds such a large, blank cloth canvas for him to work on. By the time he's finished the whole piece, it's a large, cross-stitched piece that could become attached to a blanket that could easily be sized for an astartes to sleep under.

His brother cousins ooh- and ahh- at the designs. He'd gone for leaves, vines, flowers, and plants, all of them either dramatically beautiful in coloration, or had symbolism and properties that could be used in medicines to help heal those who are sick and injured.

That was not lost on Cedric and Ramiel from the wry smiles they give him. Catius and Claude come by with more art supplies as they help him stuff the supplies that could make cloth and cotton fluff into becoming a blanket.

He carefully stitches the art he's made into the blanket, ensuring that it could be washed and dried with a machine for easy use. He carefully folded up the blanket and used the paper bag to mostly hide the blanket that they'd all seem him back.

As he didn't need much sleep and wasn't supposed to move much, he'd been able to make the blanket within a week of being stuck inside this place.

He'd made several smaller pieces, one for Claude, Catius, and Ramiel as well. The largest piece was going to go to Cedric, to thank him for all the trouble that was patching up his dumb ass and for all of them as a thank you for not turning him in to their First Born Older cousins, and older brothers for some of them.

He is acutely aware of the risks that they are taking, what with hiding and protecting him as they are, and he's impressed by how success they have been with keeping him out of the hands of their older brothers and cousins without them knowing. Or at least, overtly knowing the truth.

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[jolidei]

Of Erestor.

"How dare you keep a secret like this?"

Whisper with restrained frustration to the other being in the room. He showed no guilt in his graceful features if not a disappointment of his own at being found out when he had apparently intended to keep his situation highly private.

"It was a single night we shared, a mistake too improper and one that should not have happened. We are both married after all."

Laughing to himself to keep from shouting, Carnistir looked at him as if they were having a dialogue about taxes or financial loans, besides clearly reducing their encounter to a blunder on both their parts, as if they had joined their Fëas once again as they had done a single night in their distant youths in Valinor; before arranged marriages and early surrenders.

"Let me correct you, we are widowed."

He commented with some venom in his tone, his words even hurt him since the memory of his dearly Elenwë still weighed heavy with the years, in the same way he knew that Carnistir's own wound by Angaráto did not fully heal; and yet, that did not stop them from going to bed on a new account, drinking as much as they could before their minds reacted to make them come to their senses in search of regaining their good sense.

Although the truth was that little heed was paid to his thoughts, Ósanwe had been the one to take sides during their meeting, he remembered Carnistir's insistence on being taken by the cousin who touched him only once before politics separated them, he himself expressed his longing to melt into the weaver as soon as he was ready to receive him without the experience being painful.

The memories accompanied by a sweet cherry wine blinded them enough to comfort each other so that he could say they longed to create something together, Carnistir's prominent belly subtly hidden by his robes was proof of it.

"Return to your hidden city and allow me to live oblivious to you, I didn't need you before and I don't need you now."

Morifinwë responded by cutting you off, placing a hand on his back probably to ease the weight he now carried.

The desire to place his hand on the curve in the other's body was quite present in his thoughts, however he was aware that Carnistir hated to be invaded in this way, something ironic if he thought about the fact of how they came to this situation.

"That elfing is mine and consequently half the responsibility is mine."

Apparently Carnistir started to get irritated as he advanced to him to place one of his fingers on his chest and observe him with exasperation at the same time that he placed his free hand on his belly.

"Why must you be so complicated, Turukáno!? I don't want you, we don't need you!"

Then the Fëanorian had his dark eyes full of anger and tears, for that very reason he refused to let him go, he surrounded Carnistir no matter how angry he himself was and comforted him, Morifinwë struggled a couple of minutes, beat his chest, and even cursed in his native quenya, and yet long minutes later he plunged his face into his neck, and allowed him to do so without hesitation at any time.

"I am here now Moryo."

He waited for a retort, of course, but it never came, and only a whisper escaped the lips of his opponent.

"Erestor."

[willows-unnamed-rpg]

Post 1) Overall idea - turn based pirate rpg/ttrpg system

TLDR: I am working on a ttrpg system as a basis for a turn based rpg that is magic, piracy, and exploration. A focus on wealth and growth plus a vast world (hopefully). I am inspired by alot of things, mainly horror and pirate media, so the intent is a more darker setting

Ok onto the post :)

I figured if I actually want to get this bloody game in production I might as well start with a long post detailing some initial thoughts with some hope of any amount of actual engagement (doubtful that is). This thing has lived in my brain for weeks now and it has officially kept me up at night now. Figured I should post something out into the world. Now I guess I should have some form of organizing

Why a turn based rpg

Honestly, it's what I love. I grew up playing RPGs and I love table top RPGs. I figured it was this or action rpg and I don't want an action rpg. Granted it might fit the genre more but also I'm the one making it the thing so I get to call the shots (until someone else hops in if I ever get someone else)

I also Game Master several table top games currently so I have an understanding of combat flow and narrative, I am just used to others adding to the story rather than it being all me (since ttrpgs are inherently collaborative works)

I have some ideas for the system, something I want to go into detail when I am less sleep deprived, but in short I want it to be classless but still guiding the player to general play styles, like mage or tank. I know pirates and magic, but the whole magical dungeon diving fits exploring ancient ruins for money (plus casting a big old fireball at a ship sounds cool as hell).

So a custom rpg system?

Yes. Like I want it to work on its own as a standalone ttrpg system. Since I should be able to make it translate well into a video game. I mean that's the hope. I won't be the first person to do this (look at all the d&d games from the 1980s on dos to BG3, it works)

The idea as said above is classless with point buying perks (kinda like fallout). Unsure if I want it to be a d20 system but I am absolutely going for high roll is better since low roll systems hurt my head (looking at 2e dnd, had to learn it for some dos d&d games and it took a bit of getting used to). But it's all subjected to change since it's literally this post and my brain

Pirates?

You bet. Look, the only good pirate games are Assassin Creed: Black Flag and Sea of Thieves and both are subjective. Of course the big problem here comes from the question of how much time do we put into ship combat to make it fluid. Especially with turn based rpg combat. And I know that will be the challenge. I will not back down from this point. I want ship combat. Even if it's just boarding other vessels. I want fireballs to light gunpowder holds and deal massive damage. I want artificers repairing the ship and manning guns. I want the player to feel at full control and be able to react while making choices that fit into the system. Without it being full on simulation.

As for the player exploration off the boat, that should be easy, like any other RPGs. Of course I have done ttrpg games not video games so I know it will be a pain nonetheless but that's learning and art.

So about that world for exploring

I want that to be it's own post once I nail down the system's mechanics but in short, kinda an Isekai (well not literally, the player isn't from another world, not yet anyway) but all the "Species" (no idea what I want to use for the word) are not native to the world, and so they have been invited over time to explore a long dead universe that they brought in their own beliefs. Does that mean human Christianity mixing with let's say elven nature faith? It's been in my mind as a neat idea but also *yikes* as well. I want to be sure that I consider everything, including cultures who were exploited during the age of sail so I don't propagate more harm. So that will require a lot of research and help from those communities. I also don't want to plop in fantasy races "just because" since they probably won't belong. We tend to see them because Western fantasy is typically "eurocentric", and this game will not be. Pirates were European sure but that ignores so many other groups (Barbary Pirate, Malagasy, South East Asian. Again I need to do more research)

I have tied in my own Mexican culture into my ttrpg games before but that's my own culture and in a small group. This is far larger and I need to give the world the respect it deserves.

What kind of art style?

I am not a very good artist so this one will be in the air until I settle, but I need to grow or get help. I would like something near realism (Honestly like how the Paradox Strategy games tend to do art, EU4 especially since it's the right period of time but again that's eurocentric so who knows)

I can't settle on a style when I haven't even made custom stat blocks for creatures or even know what creatures will be in the game yet. I will say, I love pixel art but I'm aware of exactly how much work it takes to make it wonderful. I have exactly zero skill in most art/drawing and what I do have need work, so best get to doodling to get better

The story?

On my main blog I usually write (though I am bad at posting, let's not make that a habit shall we?) but that doesn't mean I'm good at writing. Writing like drawing is an art, so I need to work on this and get help from others as it warms up. I don't want to disregard writing, it's an rpg, it lives by the narrative.

Other than exploring the world for money, I like the idea of it being focused on either one country or one city. A pirate republic. You could leave on expeditions and come back and those would be arcs. Do everything around town, hang out with companions, romance, and then to move the narrative along we build up to an expedition that changes the republic. Kinda like Dragon Age 2 and Kirkwall (not going into it here since spoilers for the game) but I really like this idea. You can see growth and change and get an impact on the narrative. Obviously this isn't anything new. But it's always a good time

My Inspirations?

That is a hell of a question. I have alot, ranging from Dark Fantasy/Gothic Horror with Ravenloft, Dragon Age, From Software's Library, Lovecraft's work (he isn't gothic horror I know, Eldritch is different but also water monsters in a ocean setting hits good) to pirate media with One Piece, the "Pirates of the Caribbean" movies and the actual historical pirates I know.

And Obviously with any game, Lord of the Rings and System Shock 2 despite how far apart both are and possibly irrelevant they are.

I don't have any current "required reading" minus The Hobbit and Lord of the Rings (and maybe The Dunwitch Horror?)

I guess my inspirations lead me to a darker world, which fits real pirates well