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Lol Ive got an Artoria Pendragon prompt for both saber Artoria and lancer Artoria. Where a previous male master of hers is summoned as a heroic spirit that she has a romantic relationship with that turned into a marriage after she stayed with him as a familiar after the grail war ended. She's constantly spending time with him and having alone time with him leaving the knights of the round confused on who reader are until they finally ask Artoria and she announces that That The newly summoned servant is her spouse and therefore her queen.
I went in a bit of a more... Chaotic direction for this then I intended...
Still, I had a blast writing it!
NOW! YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND!!!
Mordred’s 1000 yard stare bored into the cafeteria wall, coming dangerously close to burning a hole through it.
At the most definitely not round table next to her’s, the knights of the round sans their king were drawing straws to ask Mordred what was wrong.
Now let us all pray for Gawain and thank him for his sacrifice.
Oh, now he was sitting next to Mordred with the same traumatized stare…
Then Lancelot.
Then Bedivere.
Then Tristan.
Then Merlin, who began to laugh his ass off as if he was in on an inside joke.
That left only Gareth, who, upon asking what cursed knowledge caused this, followed them promptly.
That cursed knowledge in question being this.
Mordred heard moans from the king's room, and the king telling the newest Caster of Chaldea “Don’t Stop”
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The Knights stealthily watched Artoria and you from across the room, a sense of impending doom hanging over them.
And that sense of impending doom was growing with every second as Artoria began to slowly and very conspicuously scoot closer and closer to you on the couch.
Eventually Artoria was sitting as close to you as she possibly could, a content smile on her face as she began to whisper something to you.
The Knights were quite concerned about this, but there was nothing they could do about it.
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Artoria eyed her knights conspicuously watching her as she stealthily slid closer and closer to you with each passing second.
She should probably tell them who you were.
Alternatively, she wanted to keep you to herself as long as she could.
Needless to say, she knew what option she was going with.
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This torture of the knights continued for a month.
Mordred saw Artoria share food with you, nearly killing her from the shock of it on the spot.
Gawain saw the king give you a secret kiss on the lips, causing him to faint dead away.
Lancelot has been into the infirmary for head trauma a concerning amount this month from slamming his own head into walls.
Tristan was mostly normal about all of this. Mostly.
Merlin was laughing his ass off.
Gareth had gone into overdrive with making food and sweets to keep her mind off things.
And Bedivere was really just still traumatized by the implications of what happened.
Eventually this all came to a head when Artoria had her fill of fun and called the knights to assemble.
After that things got… chaotic.
Especially when she explained that, through a surprisingly well thought out powerpoint, you were the Queen and then you popped in to say “So that means I’m your mom now Mordred! Technically at least.”
Mordred kinda… checked out after that…
Slowly things began to fall into place, but a certain flower mage wanted to keep his entertainment going for just a while longer.
So, Merlin being Merlin, asked “So then Artoria, how was it to have your bed warmed by your lover again?”
“What do you mean? We haven’t… wait… wait! Oh! HA! HA AHA AH!” you said before beginning to laugh, leaving the knights confused and Artoria blushing as you laughed while falling to the floor, unable to control yourself.
“T-that wasn’t… intercourse…” Artoria said before muttering something under her breath as you howled with laughter on the floor.
“What was that my king~?” Merlin cooed, a mischievous grin on his face.
This when put together with your laughter and her knight’s confused stares led to the inevitable.
Artoria cracked, and, much to her shame, told them exactly what happened.
“IT WAS THE QUEEN GIVING ME A SHOULDER MASSAGE!!!”
Artoria Lancer, unlike many of her other counterparts, can be rather… mischievous at times.
Not to the same effect as Merlin, but she does take some amusement at others' expense on occasion.
And so when you showed up one day and after all of the hugs, kisses, and crying, Artoria knew just what to do.
She was going to introduce her knights to their queen.
Eventually.
Until then however, well, Artoria was going to ensure her knights were kept on their toes.
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First up was Mordred, and Artoria’s plan for her was simple.
A hickey on the neck, or what looked like one at least.
The reaction, to be expected, was Mordred completely breaking.
Second was Bedivere who showcased similar results after seeing her exiting your room.
Next up was Gawain where all she had to do was make a few implications to have him clutching at his proverbial pearls.
Lancelot was next, and he was a slightly tougher nut to crack, at least until she gave you a quick kiss on the cheek.
Gareth simply received an off-handed comment from Artoria about you being “Someone rather important from her point of view.” This left Gareth confused for a few moments until the dots connected in the way Artoria had predicted.
Tristan was… already in the know… somehow…
And so, with all her little pieces of chaos sowed, Artoria sat back with you at her side and had some popcorn and a massive buffet of other foods.
However, she eventually ran out of food after… several months.
You were surprised she had that much self control.
You were also surprised when the knights of the round kidnapped you in a very dramatic fashion.
Bag over the head, handcuffs, the whole nine yards.
“WHAT IS YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH MY FATHER YOU HOMEWRECKING RIDER!!!” a very distressed Mordred shouted as she tore the bag off your head, revealing a room covered wall to wall in bulletin boards filled with pictures, red strings, documents and the other, equally distressed Knights of the round..
It seems Artoria’s little mischief has gone a *Tad* too far…
And now Mordred was shaking clarent in your face…
It is probably time to start talking, fast.
Then the door was blown off its proverbial hinges as Chaldea had sliding doors.
And there stood your one and only, Artoria Lancer, looking very, very irate.
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One quick ass whooping later, the Knights of the round were sitting on the floor, lumps on their heads and looking very ashamed of themselves.
After all, they had just kidnapped the queen…
And that was a whole other can of worms for Mordred…
Nonetheless, the entire charade came to an end, and you were only slightly disappointed the amusing antics Artoria had caused were over.
Simply put, there is no pomp or flashiness when Artoria Alter is involved.
When you are summoned she is going to find you, kiss you, and tell everyone in no uncertain terms, that if they were to even think about touching “Her Berserker” she will use their head as a doorstop and feed their bodies to pigs…
After that, she refuses to elaborate and leaves, you following her closely behind.
This left a very scared Chaldea and a very confused Knights of the round.
This is because of the following.
They had just been threatened by a very, very scary lady.
Artoria Saber Alter had just walked up to someone and claimed ownership of them like a lost puppy.
ARTORIA SABER ALTER JUST KISSED SOMEONE IN A VERY PASSIONATE AND LOVING MANNER!!!
ARTORIA SABER JUST DID SOMETHING IN A LOVING MANNER!!!
So, the Knights immediately set to trying to track you and her down.
This took a lot longer than any of them thought possible seeing as the two of you had simply disappeared into thin air.
Then everyone heard a massive crash from the material storage room…
On that day Guda was to be found in the fetal position upon finding their entire storage of materials having an absolutely massive chunk bitten out of them when Artoria forced you to eat them in order to have you in your “Final Ascension” as Guda dubbed it. She did this because she wanted you in “The right clothes for my queen.”
This left the Knights in shock, however, Artoria simply went off gallivanting with you again instead of clarifying anything.
#fgo x yn#fgo x reader#artoria pendragon x reader#artoria lancer#artoria pendragon#artoria alter#artoria lancer x reader#artoria alter x reader#fgo#fate grand order x reader#fate x reader#fgo fate grand order#fate#fate go
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the thing about the queer media tournament that really gets me is that last i checked there wasn't a single mxtx work on it. like not even the untamed made it in and don't get me wrong the og mo dao zu shi books are huge but cql is def more popular among tumblr circles. idk it just really rubs me the wrong way how every single piece of western media that ppl have ever gotten a lil bit aggressive abt shipping with is there and then for east asian media there's utena and madoka magica and the handmaiden and last i checked that was pretty much it. and then for the rest of the world there's next to/nothing but idk enough to really make judgements there.
#like. really? no mo dao zu shi? no scum villain's self saving system? no heaven's official blessing? no nana?#i can think of at least 10-20 pieces of media more deserving of being in there than some of the western works that got in off the top of my#head. yuri is my job (self explanatory). fate/stay night (most of the cast is bi but esp rin bc she says it out loud + saber trans coded).#fate/extra (red saber canon bi + nameless archer. stay night lancer. kirei and issei are all there). black butler (grelle trans. also#eric and alan from one of the musicals + alois from s2 of the accursed anime + nina and possibly mey rin are all gay)#toilet bound hanako kun (kou and mitsuba went canon). the evillious chronicles (michaela. clarith and bruno are gay. bohemo possibly trans.#gallerian possibly gay). requiem of the rose king (self explanatory). project sekai (mizuki trans. minori and rui possibly gay).#cocoon entwined (literally a yuri). fucking honkai impact 3rd (lesbians but i don't play it so idk who). any uc gundam series w char and#amuro but especially char's counterattack (char and amuro explicitly confirmed to be gay 4 each other by author + movie focuses on their#relationship). also mobile suit zeta gundam (char and amuro together + kamille is a boy's name!). turn a gundam (gay character).#iron blooded orphans (gay character). the witch from mercury (about a lesbian relationship). melty blood (ries and sion lesbians).#guilty gear (bridget (self explatory)). sailor moon (mainly uranus and neptune lesbians but also apparently there are a lot of gay#characters i didn't know abt in sailor moon). the illustrated guide to monster girls (yuri moment). dramatical murder (yaoige). slow damage#(yaoige). sweet pool (yaoige). ouran high school host club (haruhi gender stuff and also her dad's whole deal). cowboy bebop (ed gender#stuff). fullmetal alchemist (envy nonbinary). neon genesis evangelion (kaworu and shinji). like half the villainess isekai out there.#haruhi suzumiya series (the girl herself is openly bisexual). omniscient reader's viewpoint (danmei). fucking re:zero has a trans girl in i#for god's sake. we're well past 20 so i'm allowing myself more fate. fate/extra ccc (red saber again but also gil and caster and bb and-).#fate/hollow ataraxia (follows same cast as f/sn). today's menu for the emiya family (follows same cast as f/sn again. also the switch game#metatextually canonizes shirou's crush on lancer if the interesting descriptions from f/sn and the various bits from f/ha didn't convince#you). fate/apocrypha (rider of black + saber of red transfemme nonbinary and trans guy respectively. the former is also bi). fate/samurai#remnant (f/sr saber nonbinary. also gil is there and rogue archer is def implied to be bi in f/go). fate/zero (waver gay rider bi. saber gi#and kirei are all there and at their most bisexual). the case files/adventures of lord el melloi ii (waver spinoff (self explanatory)).#fate/strange fake (gil and waver are there. also false lancer nonbinary and jester trans). fate/grand order (has p much every character fro#the franchise and more. notably added trans anime girl leonardo da vinci). ok no more fate. since the tournament has a p liberal definition#of media i'm including vocasongs. magnet by minato ft miku and luka (lesbian song abt lesbians). erase or zero by hzedge ft len and kaito#(magnet for boys). himitsu ~kuro no chikai~ by hitoshizuku and yama ft len rin and miku (angel rin falls in love w miku. disguises herself#as a human man to be with her). i think i've made my point clear but add my initial list of the big famous ones (-nana) from the 1st tag.#romeo.txt
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Can I request something with Lance Cu and a master who is into being bitten. Like in an NSFW way sorry if this is awkward I haven't requested anything before.
Hi anon, thanks for the request! That's totally fine. Seeing as you haven't specified any gender, I'll be keeping the master gender neutral (ayyy) and sticking to a more foreplay-based nsfw headcanon featuring Lancer Cu this time, with a little touch of sex, too. Please enjoy, and thanks for the wait!
Warnings: 18+ NSFW content (tagged as 'lemon fic'). Includes foreplay, some vague depictions of sex, shower scene and a lot of biting/ teeth action.
Cu Chulainn (Lancer) x Gender-Neutral Master NSFW Headcanons (Foreplay/ Biting Kink/ a 'bit' of sex)
✲ It starts off as a mere bit of banter, the two of you playfully teasing one another as usual; until Lancer suddenly catches you off guard- by snaking those lithe arms of his around yours from behind, nipping you lightly on the cheek! As his teeth lightly graze against the round flesh of your cheek, his hot breath mingles with your skin, as he finally releases his hold to take a breath that sends shivers down your spine; mingling warmly against the cool surface of your flesh.
✲ Explosive heat bursts through your body at the unexpected action, embarrassedly placing your hands upon the part of your cheek that was now tingling with pleasure! What was initially purposed to be a mischievous- yet also affectionate- action accidentally unveils one of your deepest desires, resulting in you sheepishly recoiling away.
✲ Lancer's crimson eyes widen with surprise as you twist away, his keen instincts instantaneously tuning into to your rapidly shifting mood.
✲ "...Yo, master. You alright there?" As Lancer peeks his head around your shoulders, his piercing red eyes gaze into yours; slightly concerned. There was no getting past this keen warrior's heightened senses, after all. Silence takes the helm as you mull over what to say, anxiety prickling at your throat; however you overcome that by simply admitting how you feel.
✲ "When you nip and bite at me like that, I like it a lot. In fact, I'd like it if you could do it some more..." Throwing all fear to the wind, you courageously and directly confess the truth; pride swelling within Lancer's chest at the fact that you were willing to entrust him with your feelings. And it sure as hell feels great for you to release such a heavy burden from your shoulders as well.
✲ Not one to miss a beat, he skillfully plays along with your request; easing you in with gentle nips against your earlobe, as well as the nape of your neck; your breath quickening as his teeth and tongue mark you- fluctuating between nipping and licking at said sensitive spots. Now that he knew what you liked, Lancer was going to tease you as much as he possibly could about it- come hell or high water.
✲ As your knees buckle at the growing intensity of his ministrations against your neck, growing increasingly desperate for him to bite just a little bit harder, to suck just a little bit deeper; sparks of heat meld against your body as his hands slip underneath your clothing, Lancer's fiery hot touch setting your bare skin alight. Gasping from the unexpected heat now blistering against your once-cool skin, Lancer vehemently smirks.
✲ "Oho, master. Seems like you enjoyed that. If you want more...then tell me. I'll make you feel real damn good." The low hum of his whispering reverberates around your cranium, your heart's thudding beats echoing as loudly as the crashing beats of a heavy bass, as you regard the darkening of his eyes- Lancer's maroon hues now misting with lust.
✲ Barely managing to stammer out your request (who could blame you for that, with him being so intense?), within one slick movement, he slips the clothing off your shoulders; casually dipping his head into the crevice between your shoulder and neck as he presses his teeth lightly against the exposed flesh of your skin; his eagerness to drive you to the edge motivating him to an immense degree!
✲ His exhilarating bite evolves into an almost insatiable sense of pleasure, as he proceeds to then suck deeply against the now-throbbing zone-it sending tingles up your spine, as you moan at how good it feels. Now the whole area had been claimed with a hickey large enough for the entire world to see.
✲ "Fuck, I love it when you moan like that." Tell him how good it feels. Your response is what drives him on to please you even more. A smug aura laces his words, as he carries on, "So, tell me what you want next. Whatever you need...I'll make sure to fuck you real good-!!" His arousing words are brought to a startling halt, as you flip around, so that you're facing him- impishly grounding your hips against his own.
✲ Now Lancer is the one who's taken aback, a bashful expression briefly fluttering through his features. However, it's only a matter of seconds before he's matching your pace, fingers kneading into your hips as the two of you rub against one another, a delicious friction kicking up between you both.
✲ As he devilishly smirks, the sexual tension between the two of you becomes palpably tight, you pulling him into an intensely passionate kiss that quickly devolves into fervent grabbing and touching- as you fall into a twisted heap on top of one another, tongues encircling one other. Pulling briefly away from the kiss, he purposely bites your lower lip, relishing in the pure bliss that emanates from you; finding the dazed expression in your eyes to be rather endearing.
✲ By this time, all matters of clothing begin to lose their place- as you undress one another, your lips greedily claiming any spots of his exposed skin. Any pauses in your exploration of his form is responded to in kind by him nibbling at the weak spots all over your body- the fleshy parts of the thighs, the soft parts of the stomach, and especially any other spots that you particularly like- the twinging of his numerous bites numbed by the electricity sent skirting up your body by his velvety tongue.
✲ Mind exploding with desire, all thoughts concentrate onto him. You wanted him. Now. Craved him, even. However, Lancer is forever the tease; smirking at the increasing desperation of your trembling form as he gently tests the limits of your patience by sliding his slick cock extremely close to the parts of you that were hungering for him; yet refusing to give you the sweet sense of relief that you were so badly yearning for!!!
✲ However, such teasing doesn't last for long as the lust takes over, trapping you both beneath its heady mist. Sweating bodies melding against one another, as you both settle into a frenetic rhythm that gradually builds in intensity- slippery smacking noises echoing all around as you become deeply entwined with one another's insides; the world twists into a murky, dazed mist. The feel of his cock is incredibly good- turning you completely and utterly inside out. As you heave such words of praise through labored breaths, Lancer releases a breathy laugh- only then to double down in intensity.
✲ The pace becomes so tight, so deep; hitting all of the right places in a way that makes your body curl, hands gripping onto the bedsheets for dear life, as a burgeoning warmth kicks up a rush inside of you- filling your belly with heat. The pleasure is so insatiable that all you can do is whimper- however, Lancer is far from finished yet.
✲ Just as you can feel the ensuing waves of an orgasm reaching you- threatening to spill over the edge- he clamps his teeth into your neck, biting you exactly the way that you like it. This topples you over the edge as only white takes over your vision, your body pulsating with an entire legion of heavenly waves of pleasure. He too loses himself to the sensations, the two of you wholeheartedly indulging within one another; as you press your hands into his flaming hot back, nails digging into his skin.
✲ After such a glowing, white-hot night; the two of you wash the dew of the night away within a soothing shower, torridly kissing as he fervidly backs you up against the shower wall; searing heat drifting through the steamy air.
Things seemed to be far from over.
The night is still yet young, after all...
#lancer cu chulainn#fate series#gilgawriting#fgo#fgo fanfic#fgo headcanons#mastersona#lemon fanfic#gilgablog#character x reader#YESSS GENDER NEUTRAL MASTER IS BACK AYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY#took me 4 hours just to write 1 word
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hello!!! could you write boyfriend lancer Cu headcannons? have a wonderful day~~ :3
*cracks knuckles*
Time to get back into thus!
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First of all Cu Chulainn is the biggest sweetheart of all time! The kinds of cuteness he gets into in order to give his partner affection would be unreal.
He'd have thus drive to provide for you, always asking you to come have a meal with him in some beautiful spot with food he made himself (sometimes he asks Emiya for help)
He loves cuddles more than sex. I actually head cannon him as something like demi sexual so sex is never the first thing on his mind. Giving you cuddles, head kisses and enjoying the pleasure of eating with you are his favorite things.
If you get him into video games all bets are off he's going to want to cuddle and game with you constantly when he's not carrying you around while he's hiking or taking a walk.
Also, carrying you around? Just because he can? Always!
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Thank you for your patience! Come back again sometime ♡
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Hello!! Could I have a gender neutral love letter from Cú Chulainn (any adult version) from the fate series please?? Just something fluffy is good, I have nothing specific in mind 🙏❤️
Sorry this took so long dear, I love Cu and this ask. I hope you enjoy!
A Love Letter. You almost don’t see it because it’s not in an envelope. Tucked onto your nightstand, it takes you a moment to realize that it’s a letter addressed to you.
Hey
I want you to know that you can ignore this letter if you want. It’s not going to change my feelings in any way but it’s up to you if you want this to go farther. Now that that’s out of the way, I can really get started.
I want you to be mine. I know that you’re popular and that I’m one of many Servants but I don’t care about that. I want to spend as much time as possible with you; we have fun spending time together. Being with you is one of the things I look forward to in this weird second life.
Look, I’m not saying that I’m the best. If you decide to be with me, it’ll be the two of us until the end. No other people allowed. I’m going to protect you, even if you don’t need it. That’s what it means to care about someone, at least to me.
I think I know your answer. The ball is in your court. Let me know what you want to do and I’ll follow you the entire way.
Cu Chulainn
#fate imagine#fate imagines#fgo imagine#cu chulainn x reader#cu chulainn imagine#cu chulainn#fgo cu chulainn#fgo#fate grand order#fate grand order imagine#lancer imagine#love letters
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Could you do like a Rouxls Kaard x reader where they're having a picnic (Lancer is also there, Reader loves him as a son very much) and Rouxls tries to be really romantic and tries to give Reader poetry but ends up making a fool of himself after Lancer goes to play in a nearby lake but had forgotten that he (lancer) cannot swim and so Rouxls and Reader have to go rescue him and does rescue him but gets his suit soaking wet and ruins the paper that the poetry was on but the Reader like still finds the whole thing really romantic and offers to write poetry with him later that day and other romantic stuff they both like, if thats cool?
THIS IS OVER FOUR MONTHS LATE AND I'M SO SORRY AHHHH!
"Y/N! Y/N!" Lancer called. You turn around in acknowledgment with a smile.
"Hi Lancer, what can I help you with?"
"I wanted to go on a picnic near the lake with Lesser Dad and you!" He cheered. "Lesser Dad has most of the things ready so all we have to do now is leave." He took your hand into his own and started walking. In the distance, there was Rouxls holding what seemed to be a picnic basket in his arm.
"Hey Lesser Dad! I got Y/N so now we can go!"
"Now we may step upon-est a new activity!" You locked arms with Rouxls while still holding hands with Lancer. You both could tell from the excitement in his voice he had been wanting to do this for a while now. Unbeknownst to you, Rouxls had also been planning this quite sometime. He had spent a few hours writing a poem about his love and admiration towards you. He had only been waiting for something to come up where he could use it for you.
Luckily, Lancer came up with this brilliant idea. Not only was it something he could use to bring you closer as a couple, but as a better family with Lancer. Of course Lancer still had his biological father and Queen was his "Girl Dad", both of you two were more like a family to him than anyone else.
Getting to your destination, you and your boyfriend started to set the blanket onto the grass. Lancer was grabbing things out of the basket before they were even needed to be taken out. Which then resulted in Rouxls giving a small lecture about patience. Mostly since he wanted things to look organized since he was hoping it was something you want to remember.
"D-dearest, would-est thou acquire this in thou hair?" Rouxls stuttered though while handing you a flower. Honestly, he was trying to play it cool the entire time, acting as if he wasn't flirting (attempting) with you. Even if he was a flustered mess, it was cute and entertaining, and playing along only made him blush more. While you and him had a more "adult" conversation, Lancer was running around playing in his own little world stopping by every so often to grab something to eat only to run off again.
He went to grab something from his pocket, what appeared to be a piece of paper. He hands were clearly shaking as you already know he often isn't nervous and is very confident in himself. You had a feeling on what was inside. About to reach out to grab it, you realized it.
"Where's Lancer?" Both of you came to the conclusion that he could be in danger. You two spilt up in search of him. Panicked thoughts went though your mind as you called his name over and over again. You heard yelling from where Rouxls had been looking. The hope was that he had found Lancer and they were both alright, you didn't want to lose the two boys in one night. Who you see first is Lancer. He is completely soaked from head to toe. You look over to see Rouxls, also completely drenched.
"What happened?!" You asked.
"I wanted to go in the lake but I forgot I don't know how to swim." Lancer stuck him tongue out. Rouxls' eyes followed you as you walked over to dry Lancer off with your sleeve. He looks visibly upset, however Lancer was just in danger so you can't really blame him for that. You all decided that it would be best to go home.
"Rouxls, are you mad?" You gently spoke.
"I am not-ist mad!" He proclaimed. "However, I wished to make-eth this special and, now-eth it is ruined." He took the paper from early out of his pocket and handed it to you. It was still drenched due to being in water. The writing was smudged and most of it you weren't able to make out. But, what you could read seemed like beautiful poetry.
"Rouxls, I'm happy at just you doing this in the first place. I don't care what happened in between. How about when we get home we can write poems together?" He looked slightly happier at your suggestion. He grabbed your hand. He was now starting to walk back proudly and confidently. At home you two sat next to each other and wrote your words and feeling for the other. Rouxls had a smile on his face like usual, yet this time it feels like it was just a bit bigger than before.
#Rouxls#Rouxls Kaard#deltarune rouxls kaard#x reader#undertale#request#gn reader#deltarune#rouxls kaard x reader#rouxls kaard#deltarune ch 2#rouxls#lancer deltarune#lesser dad#deltarune x reader#Rouxls but he is a lamp shades?#THE ROUXKS IS DEAD
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Hey sorry, I’m the anon who sent the kris x reader crush req. If you could do headcanons that’d be great!
Kris x reader where the reader’s crushing on Kris and literally Everybody But Kris knows about it, so as a result, everyone teases the reader about it?
No problem!
Kris Dreemur x Reader with an Obvious Crush
While Kris isn't oblivious to your shift in behavior, they're not entirely sure what your emotions are. As a result, it seems like they're oblivious to your feelings.
Susie has teased you about this for a while now. Your want to please Kris didn't go unnoticed, especially with how you fumbled over some words.
If you know about the Dark World (or are a Darkner), Lancer would also join in on the teasing. His childish attempts at relationship advice didn't help alleviate the embarrassment, either.
* Lancer knows nothing about romance, as he's a child.
Noelle had tried to help you write a confession letter, since the words refused to leave your mouth. This ended with you eating the note before you could give it to Kris...
At some point, Kris realizes that the shift in behavior was romantic. They now knew the context behind the Paper Eater jokes.
#kris dreemurr#susie appears#noelle appears#lancer appears#reader with an obvious crush#kris dreemurr x reader#deltarune x reader#deltarune headcanons#deltarune headcanon#deltarune#ask to tag#ask answered#request granted
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new fandom... deltarune!! i'll be writing for queen & spamton romantically/platonically, whilst the main crew (kris, ralsei, susie, noelle, lancer, and berdley) will only be written for platonically. anyone who isn't mentioned here is not someone i'll write for. jevil is like a grey area tbh
#deltarune#deltarune x reader#spamton x reader#spamton#queen#queen x reader#jevil#jevil x reader#kris x reader#susie x reader#noelle x reader#lancer x reader#berdley x reader#ralsei x reader#ralsei#berdley#lancer#susie#kris
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Can you please elaborate on shrunken master x Beserker Cu? Shrunken master seem like they'd need gentleness and patience and uhh Cu doesn't really have either of those things, he's about as gentle as a cactus that's been set on fire
That is true however that doesn't mean is he won't absolutely love that power dynamic.
And he is still Cu, so I would think he would be bit mean, degrading and would love to gobble you right up.
But you are still his darling master and being smoll means he gets to keep you with him all the time. Nobody gets a damn say in it and he would eliminate anyone who breathes or even thinks otherwise.
No worries about ever getting back to normal at the moment, in fact, Cu would love the idea that he would get to keep you like this.
And last but not least, his tits are very good and I need to be held against them. ❤️
#my dear anon#k.answers💬#I need to give you a name anon#fgo#cu chulainn x reader#cu Beserker is the COMPLETE opposite of Lancer Cu or Proto Cu
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Hello can i ask for a hcs artoria lancer with male or gn reader who haves alucard from hellsing powers? Also the reader was randomly transported to the fate universe from their own universe and everyone just thought the reader was a spirit who have amnesia and have made up a new identity from somewhere
Let me just say that I had a blast and a half while writing this.
NOW! YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND!!!
A one in one hundred septillion chance brought you to Chaldea.
A flare of the ley line at the exact right moment allowed you to incarnate in this world.
And it was an event like no other.
Shadows grew long, the air dropped to the point where the world outside of the arctic base would be a boiling hot summer day, and the summoning circle flared black and red.
Then you appeared from the circle, dazed, lost, confused, barely able to speak, barely able to comprehend the world around you.
Guda and the others did their best to help you in the moment, but the storm of chaos that is Chaldea quickly brought their attention elsewhere.
That being said, Guda did assign someone to keep an eye on you.
Artoria Pendragon Lancer.
A regal woman with enchanting beauty and power to match it.
She was a kind woman, if a tad awkward and a bit of a glutton.
And something about her… called to you.
Like a breeze on a day where the weather is just right as you lay in the shade of a great tree.
Comforting, calming, gentle, kind, and wonderful.
These are all words you would use to describe Artoria.
She was all of those and more.
And so, as soon as you were stable enough, you were instantly at her side whenever she called for you.
It also helped that Da Vinci was all too happy to let you test run her weapons.
So the two of you would always be sent together.
Her lance to close the distance and destroy the enemy, your guns to cover her approach with ammunition that no mortal human could ever hope to use.
Over time the two of you grew close.
Closer than guardian and protectorate.
Closer than comrades..
Closer than friends.
The two of you became lovers.
And despite how little you knew of yourself, you were happy.
But then, on one fateful day, everything came crashing down.
You never once had used your Noble Phantasm in service of Chaldea, not because you couldn’t use it, but because you were afraid of it.
Of what it could mean for this life you had made.
Of what it could mean for the family you had in Chaldea.
It terrified you, but as all of Chaldea faced down the last of demon pillars, you knew what must be done.
And so, you told your master to do it, to use their command seal on you.
And as the command seal activated, darkness surrounded you, engulfing you. In all honesty, it would be more accurate to say, the darkness was emanating from you and swallowing the world around it whole like a ravenous hound.
Bugs, arachnids, gaping maws with dozens of sharp teeth, these and a hundred more horrible things made up your form and the swirling aether around you. A massive pitch black hound, lounged behind you, the closest thing Artoria had ever seen to human cruelty in the face of an animal in her entire life carved onto its face.
You raised your hand, the back of it pointing forward towards the massive creature as a burning flame ignited upon it to make a seal, and the world around you ignited in turn.
“You asked for my name once, and now, I will finally be able to answer you…” you stated before trailing off.
Then, an infinite number of eyes opened upon your body, upon the darkness, upon the shadows, upon every single dark place for a thousand miles as you spoke once more as all who bore witness to what was happening felt ice flood their veins.
In that moment, a universal truth was revealed to them all.
A glimpse into the realm of God.
The infinite sea at the heart of the world.
The Womb Of Creation.
In that moment, all who bore witness to this knew one thing.
You could not be allowed to begin speaking, much less finish what you were saying.
Alas, no one could make any semblance of a move to stop you, that is the power you commanded in this moment as everything became clear with each word you spoke.
“In the sea without lees, Standeth the bird of Hermes, Eating his wings variable, And maketh himself yet full stable, When all his feathers be from him gone, He standeth still here as a stone, Here is now both white and red, And all so the stone to quicken the dead, All and some without fable, Both hard and soft and malleable, Understand now well and right, And thank you God of this sight, The bird of Hermes is my name, and so I am found eating my wings to make me tame.”
You were not a saber nor archer, lancer nor caster, assassin nor rider nor berserker, nor were you a pretender or avenger or ruler.
You were a Foreigner, an existence that is completely incompatible with reality.
And You?
You.
Did.
Not.
Care.
The only thing that you cared about was this.
A single blemish upon her could not be allowed, you refused to even entertain the thought.
She was the king, she was the one whom you loved and was loved by in turn, she was the one who had put her trust in you.
No, if even a single scratch was to befall her…
Millions of cruel and sickening punishments shot through your mind like a swarm of locusts blotting out the sky to devour the crops in the field below.
Something like that could simply not be allowed.
The black aether that comprised your body opened its eyes.
And then all hell broke loose.
By the time the flames died, the dust settled, and the screams subsided, nothing remained on the battlefield aside from you and the soldiers of Chaldea.
After this, you would only stand in Artoria’s presence to slaughter her enemies with brutality that was unmatched.
You haunted the edges of her vision, her shadows, her every move.
And it broke her heart.
She wanted to laugh with you again.
To eat with you again.
To be merry with you again.
That was her one wish.
And eventually, after many nights of gazing into the shadows of her room, after many nights of silent prayers, you answered her call.
Because it broke your heart to be away from her as well.
You wanted to laugh with her again.
To eat with her again.
To be merry with her again.
That was your one wish.
A wish that, as “The Bird Of Hermes” was forever out of your grasp.
Even now, you were only running on sheer willpower to keep yourself tied to this world.
Your return to the world you come from was inevitable.
Or, that is what you thought.
But Chaldea doesn’t let one of its own go that easily.
They all fought tooth and nail to keep you around.
And they succeeded.
So then you and Artoria returned to the same way it was before.
The Master Of The Holy Lance and The Bird Of Hermes
Steel and gunsmoke.
Light and dark.
Laughing with each other.
Eating with each other.
Being merry with each other.
And loving one another.
#artoria pendragon x reader#artoria pendragon#artoria lancer#fate grand order x reader#fgo fate grand order#fate x reader#fate#fate go
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have you played/read/heard about Lancer? maybe it's my limited experience with space opera, but when reading Habitat it reminded me a bit of Lancer and the Union. I get that your whole thing is small scale stories taking place in a wider setting, but I'd be interested in knowing more about that wider setting. The Euhumans, the uploads, the robo-church in Rome (is there a robo-pope?). Are there aliens?
I HAVE heard of Lancer - I had the distinct pleasure of doing a bunch of illustrations for the first book (I think it was) back when it first came out, and frankly they are still some of my best sci-fi illustrations yet! Here, i'll post em up here:
But, I digress.
In terms of the wider setting of the Griz Grobus/Habitat universe, I'm trying to slowly expand the world so readers can form a bigger picture of everything. But I recently cooked up a sort of lore megapost, over on my patreon, which I've made open to the public.
In the post, I dig into a little bit of the background - the roots of the "euhumanist culture" that settled most of the universe, the posthumans they destest, and where the apostolic church fits into things... Take a read here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/brief-but-about-87488764?utm_medium=clipboard_copy&utm_source=copyLink&utm_campaign=postshare_creator&utm_content=join_link
But I'm keeping lots of the details vague - not just to keep the world open, for readers to imagine their own version of things, but to give me room for improvisation, should inspiration strike!
Thank you for the question, and I hope you enjoy the linked lore post!
#simon roy#comics#habitat#griz grobus#scifi#kickstarter#image comics#lancer#lancer art#sci fi art#fantasy#mecha#mecha art#miramar#sciencefiction#conceptart#robot
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SORRY THIS IS LATEEEEEEE
Rouxls Kaard x Reader Gardening Headcannons
-He would most likely be the one to bring it up.
-But if you said it he would be more than happy to help.
-"Thine would be most happiest if thou allowed bonding over mutual gardening-eth!"
-He likes collecting bugs so he most likely has a garden of his own.
-If you already have one He'll be more than happy to help.
-He takes notes on what you like more to deal with rather than other plants.
-Tries his best to seem smooth while trying to sneakily find out what your favorite flower is.
-He asks it in a very, very vague way to the point of you not even understanding what he is getting at.
-Takes him a bit but he soon finds out he is not getting to you.
-Just ends up asking.
-He plants his own version of the flower (and don't you dare Flowey) in his garden so he can than give a bouquet of his own to you.
-He brings you insects that bring benefits to a garden like ladybugs or something like that.
-(I don't know anything about gardening 😐)
-Soon you both end up having a really nice garden together and it's something you both love to do.
-Lancer also sometimes joins in.
-Lancer mostly just helps water the plants since Rouxls is a bit worried that he might do something to make them die.
-of course not on purpose or anything, he just don't want to risk anything.
#rouxls kaard x reader#x reader#undertale#request#gn reader#deltarune rouxls#roulxs kaard#rouxls kaard#rouxlsposting#lancer deltarune#Rouxls x reader#Lancer is mentioned ig#deltarune#deltarune chapter 2#delatrune#deltarune x reader
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Assurance
male reader x Ahn Yujin
Though it was a bad decision to earn a rival's trust, you still tried despite the consequences you may face.
It was a perfect time to bring her car for a downhill mountain ride as the sun sets down into the thick clouds, the majestic sight of Seoul down from the mountain hoping if only the people down there could hear her Lancer IX roar in each pull she makes. A woman like her driving such an iconic JDM car is any guy’s dream woman, but remembering she’s one of Chaewon’s rivals is a reason not to be attached with her too much. Despite her teammates like Wonyoung, who drives a violet Rx8 or Rei who owns a R34 skyline, Yujin’s vibe is entirely a different yet unexplainable level of coolness from theirs.
She would sometimes land a glance at you amid the trip while you enjoy your moment sitting in the passenger seat -inside joke of you being called a Passenger Princess without the double ‘S’. Even with the amount of urge to look back at her wild, yet attractive visuals, you decide to ignore and pretend as if you didn’t care.
“You know you’re too dumb to think you’re safe enough to ride into someone’s car knowing the person right next to you . . . “ she pauses to give you a slow look of disappointment. “Is someone who pointed a gun at you a while ago?”
You find yourself chuckling in her words. She’s indeed a threat, a look of someone who wouldn’t spare you nor who’d kill you with a barbecue stick possible. But for what? You think that killing you is definitely a waste of time as you don’t even serve any special purpose rather than being a male guy who beats a racer like her.
“You’ll just waste a bullet at me I guess, plus I really imagined myself sitting inside your car. A Lancer Evo is something that would crumble my heart to be honest.”
Your words are enough to make her look away, speechless as you sight a small curve forming into the corner of her lips afterwards. You never expect such a small compliment could make a tigress passive once again -or maybe you are just assuming too much.
“Chaewon must have put enough steroids on your car just to beat me didn’t she?” Yujin says in a plain tone as if it was a regular thing to her. “Your car is the most bullshit thing to see in a Hakone, yet you manage to beat me with it.” After passing several curved roads, she looks at you and takes guesses of what Chaewon had inserted into your GTO. She manages to guess almost everything right -weight reduction? Right she had made a wide and long light as her Evo V, swapped engine? Yes, she made your car scream like a Skyline. Much as you want to agree, you keep yourself shut; you still don’t trust Yujin that much.
“But still, I like your car more.” You say, and she meets your eyes. You feel the car slow down, the engine gets quieter as Yujin pulls the car beside a metal railing where the view of Seoul is clearly seen. Though it may be dangerous to stop a car in the middle of a road, it’s Yujin, she never cares for the rules.
A smile forms into her lips after she chuckles, and it’s way more visible than before. It’s common to see her resting bitch face every time when it turns out that she looks prettier when she brightens up. With the gothic styled shorthair, and a ‘Tomboy’ vibe attitude, who would even expect her to achieve such a smile. You who’s lucky enough to see it, you’re here to keep it
“I never expect that the person whom I wanted to put down, is the first person who would admire my work.” Afterwhile, she hides the smile again. “Most guys would choose my teammate's car, why would you even choose mine who’s evidently plain and boring?”
“Guys have different tastes” You answer confidently. “One likes the ricers one, one likes the simple ones. I could tell that the car design reflects the driver’s personality. For me, the people who're minimalist with their design just simply love racing and keeping up with fellow racers like them while ignoring the attention of the crowd. Someone that never pretends to be a new one just for attention, and rather who’d be herself despite the criticism she may face.”
She keeps her eyes at you, finally the first moment you see her face you for a long time. And with that, a short silence fills the atmosphere before she looks down, and moves herself to face at the front. She rests both of her hands against the top of the steering wheel while she leans herself into it.
“You okay?” You concern, even with the high urge of placing a tap on her back, you flee it away. Maybe it was your words that made her quiet for a moment, but perhaps it was not. She doesn’t seem to be the type of person who’d feel down for some sweetly dramatic words.
She murmurs a “mhm” while her face is rested against her arms. You didn’t ask for more, you didn’t want to be the type of person who’d throw more questions because the answer wasn’t enough. Though you weren’t satisfied, her head starts to face you with tired eyes.
“Why are you so kind to me?” she says with a hint of worry. “You must be doing this on purpose. You want me to be with your team? The answer is obvious, kid, you just wasted your time”
Shaking your head in disagreement seems to confuse her more, along with the chuckle you let out.
“Then why?”
“Because I know you’re different from your team. You’re the only rival I faced who played fairly against me . . . . someone who wouldn't try to cross the line just to beat me.”
When a smile once again forms into her lips, your unnecessary thoughts get clear out again; the thought of her playing easy on you because she may know you’re just a one piece of a waste of time.
“Who in their right mind would even be so confident to stay around me?” She pulls the key out from the starter knob, then opens the door. Her eyes glances at you as soon as she steps outside. “I bet you will choose to smell fresh air here rather than staying there.” and she closes the door.
No choice, not really but she hits the right point. You follow her outside where she sits over the metal railing despite her ass getting beyond the space which she didn’t seem to care about. Her eyes widened when you left a meter of space between you and her after you sat, even with the little hint of ‘sit beside me’ you decided to act like you don’t care. Though playing hard to get didn’t last that long when she motions her head at you to sit right next to her.
“You know Wonyoung would kill you if she sees you with me.” You remind as you rest your hands against the railing. She starts to jiggle her keys on her index finger, and in surprise she never shows any reaction to your question.
“She wouldn’t, she’s just a brat who doesn't even have the courage to pull the trigger once you’re there.” She answers while she maintains eyes at the spinning keys. “Yeji made a really bad decision when she gave Wonyoung the control of our group.”
“Why didn’t she pick you?”
She forces a frown while she shrugs at your question. “I don’t know, I’m not even worthy to be the leader of the group. I mean Gaeul is there, she’s the eldest among us. Rei can be because she knows more about Japanese cars. There’s nothing special about me, kid. Don’t force it.”
“I’m not forcing it. I’m asking because that’s what I see about you.” You argue in a calm demeanor. You manage to catch her attention with your answer, looking at you with eyes of curiosity while it maintains the non-friendly vibe.
“I know you’re the type of person who listens carefully, someone who’s understanding deep inside. I don’t know, I can’t explain but that’s what I see about you. I mean you had the opportunity to shoot me back at your tavern, but you decided to listen to me even if I’m part of the rivalry team.”
“How can you be so confident about it?” Yujin raises an eyebrow at you, for what she assume you can’t answer until you smile and point a finger at her.
“You just listened to my words right now. You understood every word I said.”
You manage to form a pretty smile on her lips afterwards, wider and brighter that seeing it was enough to brighten you as well. She pushes your shoulder, then closes her eyes to make a deep breath.
“You’re really ridiculous, kid.” She sighs.
“Believe it or not it’s fine . . .” You give out your courage to place your hand over her shoulder that immediately catches her eyes. Her eyes widens for a second, but shortly accepts it. “Just remember that there’s a person who would understand you.”
The sun has settled down and the sky has begun to turn orange which Yujin watched upon. She turns around to enjoy the beautiful skylines of Seoul a few miles below the mountain, and you accompany her as well. It feels like this was a date, yet it feels illegal as well.
When the skies turned dark, it was time to leave. Even if you wished that moment should’ve been longer, you had to accept that everything comes to an end. You stand up together as she walks first closer to her car, she suddenly turns around and throws you the car’s key which you luckily catch.
“You like my car, right?” She chuckles and motions her head. “Show me how you can handle it.”
How lucky you are, it was a dream come true. For countless times sitting on the passenger seat, wishing your hands to be on that wheel, finally she gives you the chance to feel it. You didn’t hesitate to accept it. You rush into the driver’s door until you see multiple headlights appear from the distance that seem to head your way. Yujin notices it, and she steps outside the car right away, standing beside you.
“It’s Wonyoung.” she hisses
“Fuck, we need to leave.” Your answer didn’t seem to satisfy her. When you are about to open the door, she pulls your forearm
“That wouldn’t save you from the eyes of my team.” She faces you, and swallows, taking a deep sigh before meeting your eyes. “Make out with me.”
“What?”
It was too late for assurance and questions when she crashes her lips into yours. Your arm that was lately in the door’s handle, is now in Yujin's grasp. She pushes you hard, the hardness of the window’s visor wasn’t enough to hurt you as you only feel Yujin’s mouth that’s dominating yours. No hesitation, no what and if’s, you accept that this is happening. She dives her tongue inside yours, her hands guiding yours into her hips where you enjoy the curvature she had. And when the approaching cars seem to get louder and closer, she starts to moan between make outs.
Now that the car has stopped right at both of you, she starts to slow down. The sound of the door opening was the cue for her to stop, looking at your lips for a while before she turns around to face them. It was indeed Wonyoung along with the other members in each car.
“Yah, am I supposed to believe what I’m seeing?” Wonyoung scoffs, a tone of disbelief can be heard in her words. Yujin places her hand against your chest.
“It wasn’t hard to convince this asshole though.” Yujin answers, glancing at you then returning at hers. “Told you everything can be handled if you do what men really wishes for”
“Assholes” Gaeul adds while she slowly starts to lean against her Fairlady Z32’s fender. “They never changed.”
Yujin gives her a smirk. Wonyoung makes a quick peek at you -in a look of disappointment that seems to criticize your whole soul within that second- then returns her eyes to Yujin. You feel your heartbeat racing when you see the gang silent all at once, there is nowhere to escape from them especially from Wonyoung who seemed displeased.
Wonyoung rests her arm over the hood of her Rx8. “Then I’m expecting good news from you, better not waste my time.”
“Chaewon is up for nothing. But she seemed to make more cars to beat the hella out of us.” Yujin answers confidently while Wonyoung returns a loud yet cute giggle.
“Right Chaewon, that girl would do anything just to prove she’s better than everyone else.” Wonyoung rolls her eyes, and starts to open her door. “I don’t care if she’s the Seoul Tempest or what, I’m pretty sure her car would die out in the amount of curves Hanseong pass has.” Just before she enters back into her car, Wonyoung gives you another look. “Hey Y/n, once I knew you snitched on us. Remember that I know where you live, you seem to have a great family with you, hopefully you don’t disappoint them.”
Everything ends with Wonyoung giving a threat to you, and somehow it was the second time of her talking to you again. Her friends start to take their cars as the Rx8 takes the lead, roaring off into the empty road as you watch the group leave the spot- though it may seem a perfect time to finally breathe in relief, not until you realize the words Wonyoung left you before she flew off.
Yujin keeps her back at you, sighing and slowly turning around to face you when she sees her team’s presence is finally gone. From that emotionless woman you had stayed with several hours ago, now seems to disappear from this world when she turns to you with slight worry in her face.
“Sorry.” She speaks out in a mixture of disappointment and relief. “I couldn’t think of any way to save you from them.”
“It’s fine’ You force a smile, and give her a light nod. “At least it worked anyways”
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Tactical Combat, Violence Dice and Missing Your Attacks in Gubat Banwa
In this post I talk about game feel and decision points when it comes to the "To-Hit Roll" and the "Damage Roll" in relation to Gubat Banwa's design, the Violence Die.
Let's lay down some groundwork: this post assumes that the reader is familiar and has played with the D&D style of wargame combat common nowadays in TTRPGs, brought about no doubt by the market dominance of a game like D&D. It situates its arguments within that context, because much of new-school design makes these things mostly non-problems. (See: the paradigmatic shift required to play a Powered by the Apocalypse game, that completely changes how combat mechanics are interpreted).
With that done, let's specify even more: D&D 5e and 4e are the forerunners of this kind of game--the tactical grid game that prefers a battlemat. 5e's absolute dominance means that there's a 90% chance that you have played the kind of combat I'll be referring to in this post. The one where you roll a d20, add the relevant modifiers, and try to roll equal to or higher than a Target Number to actually hit. Then when you do hit, you roll dice to deal damage. This has been the way of things since OD&D, and has been a staple of many TTRPG combat systems. It's easy to grasp, and has behemoth cultural momentum. Each 1 on a d20 is a 5% chance, so you can essentially do a d100 with smaller increments and thus easier math (smaller numbers are easier to math than larger numbers, generally).
This is how LANCER works, this is how ICON works, this is how SHADOW OF THE DEMON LORD works, this is how TRESPASSER works, this is how WYRDWOOD WAND works, this is how VALIANT QUEST works, etc. etc. It's a tried and true formula, every D&D player has a d20, it's emblematic of the hobby.
There's been a lot more critical discussion lately on D&D's conventions, especially due to the OGL. Many past D&D only people are branching out of the bubble and into the rest of the TTRPG hobby. It's not a new phenomenon--it's happened before. Back in the 2010s, when Apocalypse World came out while D&D was in its 4th Edition, grappling with Pathfinder. Grappling with its stringent GSL License (funny how circular this all is).
Anyway, all of that is just to put in the groundwork. My problem with D&D Violence (particularly, of the 3e, 4e, and 5e version) is that it's a violence that arises from "default fantasy". Default Fantasy is what comes to mind when you say fantasy: dragons, kings, medieval castles, knights, goblins, trolls. It's that fantasy cultivated by people who's played D&D and thus informs D&D. There is much to be said about the majority of this being an American Samsaric Cycle, and it being tied to the greater commodification agenda of Capitalism, but we won't go into that right now. Anyway, D&D Violence is boring. It thinks of fights in HITS and MISSES and DAMAGE PER SECOND.
A Difference Of Paradigm and Philosophies
I believe this is because it stems from D&D still having one foot in the "grungy dungeon crawler" genre it wants to be and the "combat encounter balance MMO" it also wants to be. What ends up happening is that players play it like an immersive sim, finding ways to "cheese" encounters with spells, instead of interacting with the game as the fiction intended. This is exemplified in something like Baldur's Gate 3 for example: a lot of the strats that people love about it includes cheesing, shooting things before they have the chance to react, instead of doing an in-fiction brawl or fight to the death. It's a pragmatist way of approaching the game, and the mechanics of the game kind of reinforce it. People enjoy that approach, so that's good. I don't. Wuxia and Asian Martial Dramas aren't like that, for the most part.
It must be said that this is my paradigm: that the rules and mechanics of the game is what makes the fiction (that shared collective imagination that binds us, penetrates us) arise. A fiction that arises from a set of mechanics is dependent on those mechanics. There is no fiction that arises independently. This is why I commonly say that the mechanics are the narrative. Even if you try to play a game that completely ignores the rules--as is the case in many OSR games where rules elide--your fiction is still arising from shared cultural tropes, shared ideas, shared interests and consumed media.
So for Gubat Banwa, the philosophy was this: when you spend a resource, something happens. This changes the entire battle state--thus changing the mechanics, thus changing the fiction. In a tactical game, very often, the mechanics are the fiction, barring the moments that you or your Umalagad (or both of you!) have honed creativity enough to take advantage of the fiction without mechanical crutches (ie., trying to justify that cold soup on the table can douse the flames on your Kadungganan if he runs across the table).
The other philosophy was this: we're designing fights that feel like kinetic high flying exchanges between fabled heroes and dirty fighters. In these genres, in these fictions, there was no "he attacked thrice, and one of these attacks missed". Every attack was a move forward.
So Gubat Banwa removed itself from the To-Hit/Damage roll dichotomy. It sought to put itself outside of that paradigm, use game conventions and cultural rituals that exist outside of the current West-dominated space. For combat, I looked to Japanese RPGs for mechanical inspiration: in FINAL FANTASY TACTICS and TACTICS OGRE, missing was rare, and when you did miss it was because you didn't take advantage of your battlefield positioning or was using a kind of weapon that didn't work well against the target's armor. It existed as a fail state to encourage positioning and movement. In wuxia and silat films, fighters are constantly running across the environment and battlefield, trying to find good positioning so that they're not overwhelmed or so that they could have a hand up against the target.
The Violence Die: the Visceral Attacking Roll
Gubat Banwa has THE VIOLENCE DIE: this is the initial die or dice that you roll as part of a specific offensive technique.
In the above example, the Inflict Violence that belongs to the HEAVENSPEAR Discipline, the d8 is the Violence Die. When you roll this die, it can be modified by effects that affect the Violence Die specifically. This becomes an accuracy effect: the more accurate your attack, the more damage you deal against your target's Posture. Mas asintado, mas mapinsala.
You compare your Violence Die roll to your target's EVADE [EVD]. If you rolled equal to or lower than the target's EVD, they avoid that attack completely. There: we keep the tacticality of having to make sure your attack doesn't miss, but also EVD values are very low: often they're just 1, or 2. 4 is very often the highest it can go, and that's with significant investment.
If you rolled higher than that? Then you ignore EVD completely. If you rolled a 3 and the target's EVD was 2, then you deal 3 DMG + relevant modifiers to the DMG. When I wrote this, I had no conception of "removing the To-Hit Roll" or "Just rolling Damage Dice". To me this was the ATTACK, and all attacks wore down your target's capacity to defend themselves until they're completely open to a significant wound. In most fights, a single wound is more than enough to spell certain doom and put you out of the fight, which is the most important distinction here.
In the Thundering Spear example, that targets PARRY [PAR], representing it being blocked by physical means of acuity and quickness. Any damage brought about by the attack is directly reduced by the target's PAR. A means for the target to stay in the fight, actively defending.
But if the attack isn't outright EVADED, then they still suffer its effects. So the target of a Thundering Spear might have reduced the damage of an attack to just 1 (1 is minimum damage), they would still be thrown up to 3 tiles away. It matches that sort of, anime combat thing: they strike Goku, but Goku is still flung back. The game keeps going, the fight keeps going.
On Mechanical Weight
When you miss, the mechanical complexity immediately stops--if you miss, you don't do anything else. Move on. To the next Beat, the next Riff, the next Resound, think about where you could go to better your chances next time.
Otherwise, the attack's other parts are a lot more mechanically involved. If you don't miss: roll add your Attacking Prowess, add extra dice from buffs, roll an extra amount of dice representing battlefield positioning or perhaps other attacks you make, apply the effects of your attack, the statuses connected to your attack. It keeps going, and missing is rare, especially once you've learned the systematic intricacies of Gubat Banwa's THUNDERING TACTICS BATTLE SYSTEM.
So there was a lot of setup in the beginning of this post just to sort of contextualize what I was trying to say here. Gubat Banwa inherently arises from those traditions--as a 4e fan, I would be remiss to ignore that. However, the conclusion I wanted to come up to here is the fact that Gubat Banwa tries to step outside of the many conventions of that design due to that design inherently servicing the deliverance of a specific kind of combat fiction, one that isn't 100% conducive to the constantly exchanging attacks that Gubat Banwa tries to make arise in the imagination.
#gubat banwa#ttrpg#filipino#fantasy#gamedev#writing#rpg#dnd#southeast asia#d&d#d&d 5e#d&d 4e#i will say#that part of the decision away from a d20 (because gb alpha used one)#is sheer hater energy on my part#like i just didn't want to#because its used by all these other games by white people and especially because its used by dnd#there is like#4 instances where you use d20s in this game
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