#sailor answers

[sixpennydame]

Hi my lovely Sailor 🤍 How are you?

To spread some Levi love around, I was wondering: what first drew you to Levi’s character? What is your favorite thing about him to this day? And what’s your favorite look of his? 😏

Hi my beloved Flo. I’m doing better now that you’ve dropped into my asks. 🤍

What first drew me to Levi was his strength, to be honest. He’s just so cool! Someone with that much strength and ability could (and often do) have an enormous ego, but he doesn’t. He cares for his comrades in the Survey Corps. And I love morally grey characters with sad back stories, haha.

My favorite thing about him to this day are his quirks. He could have easily been written as the idyllic, heroic character, but he wasn’t. He’s obsessed with cleaning and holds his tea cup in a strange manner. He has a potty mouth. His ‘imperfections’ make him perfect to me. 😌

My favorite look? Oof, there’s so many….the grey shirt in season 3 is so hot, but I really like him in the formal uniform too.

What about you? I’d love to know!

In fact, let’s make it a tag game! Let’s spread some positivity and Levi love!

Tagging @bitchymanlet @amywritesthings @atruewarrior @nube55 @urbandeity @kikarouflames @l3visthighs @youre-ackermine @dont-f-with-moogles @humanitys-strongest-bamf @leviismybby @chaotic-on-main @humanitys-strongest-brat @dreamtuna @romantichomicide95 and anyone else who wants to join in!

[alevolpe]

Working on a sort of spiritual successor to my very old Mako panels. It's also an excuse to work on a comic again (I'm so bad at them)

[hairbrushed]

omg i love how you draw the sailor moon girlies!!! if you’re taking requests could you draw sailor mars?

ok

[cits-kirby-brainrot]

Sailor dee or Bandee please

The Wawa Siblings

[bloodraven55]

don’t ask me what my fav usagi ship is bc it depends entirely on which sailor moon continuity we’re talking about

[ijustwantgoodopinions]

Rei at the Movies

[veinsfullofstars]

do the CF!AU kids like music? 🎵 🎶 can any of them play an instrument?

They do! I wouldn’t say music is an especially big part of their lives, but their youth was definitely filled with it, listening to songs and dramas on the radio, catching parents or neighbors humming over dinner, or seeing the rare live performance in the village square. And, much like their choice in food, their music tastes are pretty varied, sometimes clashing, sometimes overlapping.

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Para Dee honestly couldn’t tell you if he likes one particular genre over another, content to listen to whatever is playing as long as it isn’t too loud or grating. In his own time, he seems to enjoy more folksy tunes, acoustic covers, lo-fi beats, or anything with gentle piano… that said, if given the option, he might actually prefer some natural ambiance or even white noise instead, as these help him concentrate better when he’s working or studying. Can’t have a lot of distractions when doing rocket science, y’know (though try telling that to a house full of noisy siblings). Later in life, he gains an appreciation for bluesy and jazzier music through Meta, though he can’t say the same for the heavier or high-energy recommendations he gets from Dedede or Bow.

As much as he passively enjoys music (and actually taught himself to read notation on a whim once), he doesn’t really have a knack for making it himself. One year, when a few guest instructors came to visit the village, he and most of the neighborhood kids got the opportunity to learn an instrument of their choosing. Para tried out a bunch of different options - recorder, piano, trumpet, harp, even the triangle - but quickly found that none of them were really for him. It was a little disappointing, seeing all the fun his buddies seemed to be having… but he’s never minded appreciating things from afar, content to feel the vicarious happiness of others enjoying something he might otherwise not. Perhaps that’s why he feels only fondness when - in the future - his oldest son is the first to start singing…

Perhaps unsurprisingly, Bow Dee’s tastes land somewhere on the opposite end of the spectrum from her mild-mannered buddy. Thanks to her mothers’ rather extensive collection of old records (and the occasional eavesdrop on her more musically-inclined older brother), she’s been exposed to a lot of different music - everything from hip-hop to punk rock to bubblegum pop to breakcore to disco - with her favorites being anything fast-paced, electronic, and danceable. She’s not as into rock or metal as Dedede is but has found a few good songs through his recommendations. She finds classical music monotonous and boring, much to Para and Meta’s disappointment. Her interest in jazz or swing depends on the BPM.

Like Para, Bow does not have a single musical bone in her little body (despite how much it absolutely loves to dance). When given the choice of instrument to try, she immediately picked drums, though more to create some chaotic noise and violence rather than music, and even then, her interest didn’t last longer than the first day.

They did get into turntables for a while during their time overstars with Meta, having seen many an interstellar club scene by that point and feeling a spark of inspiration they’d never had with other creative pursuits (something nostalgic about handling those spinning records). Despite the intimidating technical aspect, they mastered the basics of DJ-ing in (heh) record time, getting so into it that they almost considered making another career change… until their exasperated squadmates dragged them back to their training, of course. Just another bright and vibrant detour at the end of the day, but at least it comes in handy at parties.

Dedede’s taste in music has changed much over the course of his life, from a youth filled with his mama’s country records to the rebellious rock ’n roll of his teen years to a later fondness for bouncier pop tunes with a big emphasis on percussion. He says he doesn’t have a lot of strong opinions about music, feeling much the same ambivalent appreciation as Para… though, the heated debates he gets into with his buddies over who the best bands are, what the coolest instrument is, or even who can hold a tune better seem to suggest otherwise.

Same goes for the actual pursuit of music. While there might’ve been some half-formed melodies floating around in his head, the thought of all the extra lessons he’d need to take to realize them always sent Dedede’s motivation packing. He only took the class because his friends did and spent much of it chatting or dozing off, messing with the tambourine in the hopes of half-assing his way through the course. When he begrudgingly moved on to drums, he found he could actually hold a beat pretty well when he put the effort into it, even having fun by the time Bow challenged him to an impromptu drum-off (which ended in a draw when they both broke their borrowed kits). Of the four of them, only he and Meta actually finished the course with the other kids, with Dedede even managing to convince his parents to get him a small drum kit of his own… though, without the focus of instruction (or the constant encouragement of his peers), the enthusiasm soon faded, and the kit was ultimately left to collect dust in a corner. It frustrated his papa to no end, continuing to deplore his son’s laziness, while his mama just shrugged, a little disappointed but ultimately unsurprised.

Though his passions clearly lie elsewhere, he still dabbles in music in his adulthood, unable to resist grabbing his tambo when a party starts heating up or picking up his old sticks when he needs to to hit something in a non-fighting way. He even picked up the cello in his later years, albeit very briefly.

There was a time when music fascinated Meta. To be fair, everything fascinated him back then, but music especially. He’d sit by a radio or spinning record for hours on end, just… listening to whatever came on, even if it wasn’t a style he particularly enjoyed. He absorbed it all with the same hungry curiosity as he did books, captivated for reasons he couldn’t articulate (maybe it was just better than the ringing weight of pure silence). Over time, as the novelty of life settled into comfortable mundanity, his tastes refined, narrowed. He found a preference for what Dedede teasingly referred to as “old people music” - brass-filled jazz, crooning blues, complex piano pieces, orchestral performances that seemed to tell whole sweeping stories without ever breathing a word. He doesn’t dislike heavier or faster music - it’s actually rather motivating when blasting through the speakers of a training room - but he does get a small kick out of subverting expectations. Some of Bow’s recommendations do tend to leave him with migraines, though. He has no strong feelings about country tunes other than the faint sense of nostalgia he gets when he hears one...

Meta was the only one of the four who took to the music class with gusto, keen to learn as always and curiously trying out just about every instrument they had available. He settled on both the piano and the violin, already partial to their sounds and eager to make them himself. It was… difficult at first, given his limited reach and the complexity of each instrument (much to the smug schadenfreude of his more dedicated bullies), but the challenge only seemed to motivate him more, even likening it to swordplay of all things, in that both skills required lots of concentration, patience, and dexterity to master (Para thought it was a a good analogy; Dedede just tried to goad him into an actual fight with his drumsticks). He continued to practice even after the class ended, learning to read notation and tabs, memorizing songs to the point where he could improvise, his little flourishes surprising and delighting anyone who got to hear him play. His few attempts at actual songwriting were… not bad, exactly, just never quite reaching the needlessly-high standards he set for himself. To this day, he’s never shared them with anyone (not even Dedede).

In time, his training would take priority, and any interest he might’ve had in pursuing music was set aside. Like Dedede, he still dabbles from time to time, occasionally taking part in celebrations with his friends (even picking up the saxophone for one of them), but little more than that. Sometimes, late at night, the crew aboard the Halberd can hear a distant violin on the breeze, always gone when they try to find it.

Sketches started 12/15/24, finished 12/18/24, info updated 06/04/25. | Childhood Friends AU Masterpost

[shanastoryteller]

Happy birthday! Hope its great! The Untamed please? Its one of my favorite fandoms you've gotten me into 🥰

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Mo Xuanyu is married to the Second Jade of Lan.

Song Lan had known she’d married into the Lan – it was obvious – but he’d thought it was some not so bright cultivator that had been bewitched by her pretty face, or possibly literally bewitched, which he’d already decided wasn’t any of his damn business. If some stupid Lan wants a terrifying and amoral demonic cultivator for a wife, then good luck to them. Except they obviously don’t know she’s a demonic cultivator, considering their clan’s history with the original. But again, not his business, not his problem. His first priority is Xiao Xingchen and if Mo Xuanyu is going help him, then he really doesn’t care about who she’s terrorizing in her spare time.

Except it appears he’d underestimated her.

Because she’s apparently Jin Xuanyu now, legitimized and married off to the second most eligible bachelor in the cultivation world, superseded only by his brother who’s been unofficially off the market for over a decade.

Hanguang Jun had lived as a widower and Song Lan had been convinced he was going to die as one. Uncharitably, he wonders if maybe Lan Wangji just has a type, then feels bad about it in the next moment.

She orders Sect Leader Lan around and he lets her. She glares Hanguang Jun down.

To say absolutely nothing of the way she’d taken down Xue Yang. And then given him that dubious honor of taking credit for the kill, likely because she didn’t want to try and explain to her family how she’d managed it.

She had been clever and dangerous as a teenager. She’s managed to vault herself from disgraced bastard daughter to wife of the heir to the Lan and the legal mother to the third in line who will likely be the one actually succeeding Lan Xichen.

Jin Xuan – Xuanyu is a friend. She has very firmly shown herself to be a friend, helping him and protecting Xiao Xingchen and showing what certainly looks like genuine kindness to the girl who’d helped them, A-Qing.

Possibly she’s done all this to ensure their silence over what she used to be, what she is, but if so then it’s been successful. Betrayal would be a poor repayment for everything she’s done. The Lan hadn’t helped him or Xiao Xingchen. She had. The Lan can take care of themselves and if they can’t withstand the machinations of one woman, they deserve what they get.

Xiao Xingchen hasn’t said much, and Song Lan owes him so many apologies, but not here in front of everyone. He at least agrees to fly with him without much fuss. It will be difficult for him to fly with all three of them for any significant distance, but A-Qing asks Xuanyu to fly with her and she agrees with a smile.

Lan Sizhui doesn’t seem particularly thrilled, but he apparently is far too respectful of his step mother to disagree with her.

They’re flying back the inn when Xiao Xingchen presses himself back against his chest and tilts his head back to say, “Song Lan.”

It’s been so long since he’s heard Xiao Xingchen say his name. He has to swallow before he says, “Yes?”

“That’s,” he starts, then stops. “Who was that?”

“Who?” he asks. “We’re traveling with the Lans.”

“The woman,” he says.

His lips tug down into a frown but he tries not to panic. He’s been under charms to confuse and dull his senses for months. “That was Mo Xuanyu.”

If he’s already confused, getting into her legitimization probably won’t help anything.

Xiao Xingchen is silent for a few more moment. Then he asks, “Are you sure?”

What on earth. “Who else would she be?”

“She moves like – and sounds – but. It can’t. She’s – different,” he says.

As wonderful as it is to hear him speaking, Song Lan wishes he were saying less worrying things. “It’s been a long time since we saw her last. She’s grown up and married. Of course she’s different.” He squeezes his arms around Xiao Xingchen’s waist, hoping it’s not too presumptuous when they haven’t discussed anything yet. “It’s okay, after everything that’s happened this all must feel very sudden. Xuanyu is the one that found you. We can trust her.”

He thinks they can trust her. They can trust her more than any other sect cultivator, which granted isn’t saying much.

Xiao Xingchen relaxes against him. “Alright. If you say so.”

[sixpennydame]

Have you ever found Canon Levi so cruel that you fell out of love with him? Especially because of shippers and ackerbond sympathizers? I got so caught up in fanon fic that when I wanted to read a canon fic I realized how unattainable a man of duty he was, a man who would not leave orders, who would sacrifice us even for the sake of this mission, who was a bit ruthless.

No, I haven’t.

Levi is crass and crude, but I’ve never, ever thought him cruel. I do think it would be difficult for him to get into a relationship, because of the world around him. But if he allowed himself to fall in love with you, that would be it. He’d be in it 100%.

I guess in my series, The Better Man, he does seem a little cruel to Reader because he leaves her in The Underground, but he thinks life without him is better for her. However, in the end, he couldn’t deny his feelings.

That’s how I see it, anyway.

[alevolpe]

You know, sometimes I think about the fact that we never met a Chibiusa who had a truly good childhood. Mostly talking about a childhood with present, loving and caring guardians and parental figures. (Less about people trying to kill her and stuff, though I'm sure that as its effects as well)

Like idk wtf Usagi and Mamoru have got going on in Crystal Tokyo, they get possessed by a more asshole version of themselves, but they don't feel like the Mamo and Usagi we know from the series grown up. They suck at parenting, it's canonically shown. And not even in the funny ahaha trying parent, no, they are BAD parents.

I also don't know what the inners are doing, finding literally anything else to do but taking good care of this neglected child.

Idk, just things that make me think about the Chibiusa we got to meet and the one who is synonymous with the person we know as Chibiusa.

[clove-pinks]

Please give me all the knowledge of war of 1812 naval surgeons!!! My 1805 doctor would greatly profit from knowledge from future and the new world

For the specific knowledge of War of 1812 surgeons, you could turn to a respected medical textbook of the time, Medicina Nautica by Thomas Trotter. It's a little dry to read from cover to cover, but you can find interesting takes on nautical medicine. On pp. 111-113 Trotter argues against the 15 shilling fine charged to sailors with venereal disease, which caused men to hide their illness and turn to dangerous quack remedies.

A great open-source article that explores what type of medical treatment was deliberately sought by sailors and expected by them is Treating, Preventing, Feigning, Concealing: Sickness, Agency and the Medical Culture of the British Naval Seaman at the End of the Long Eighteenth Century by Sara Caputo. It even opens with the battle of HMS Shannon vs. USS Chesapeake! Naval sailors had a surprising amount of agency in seeking medical care, despite their very regulated lives, and Caputo argues that "naval doctors had to foster an atmosphere of trust and support rather than punishment—because their care remained an option among many."

[askdusktf2]

Sailor!! Do you keep in contact with your crew much?

"I stay in contact where possible." "Of course, I'm usually out on the water, so we're around each other more often that not."

"I work with a few different crews though, so I can go months without hearing from anyone." "Outside of work… Well, it's pretty common to go out for drinks." "But if I'm not around…"

"I'm always on call."

[catnipwrites]

hi everyone! 🌙

I’m looking for fellow Seiya x Usagi shippers! (and Haruka x Usagi too!)

I have my beloved fanfic “The Answer” on AO3, and I’d really appreciate it if you could check it out and leave a comment! 💌

The story is complete with 35 chapters and 149,630 words, so come join the ride!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/45007402/chapters/113245390

[alittleplaytime]

Five Year Old Girlre Stimboard!

🧁 🦈 🎀 | 🧁 🦈 🎀 | 🧁 🦈 🎀

🌼 media: sailor moon

🐝 age appropriate? depends! most versions of sailor moon are pg14 due to coarse language and fantasy violence! remember, it's okay to turn anything off if it isn't for you <3

🍯 rqd by: anon! <3

🌻 note: this is mostly based on a nostalgic feeling of being a 5 year old girl based on my own experience, so i hope this is okay!!

[xxplastic-cubexx]

Hope you're feeling better, Snap. Good luck with your finals! :)

SO IM FEELING MUCH BETTER NOW FOR SURE

[violetisderp]

Can u draw Sailor dee?? 🙏

Oh- OH YES O' MIGHTY ONE!!

I hope you enjoy! Ik it's abit of controversy if Sailor's a male or female but I hc them as male so that's how he was drawn TwT 💦