from kiss me with your fist, because naming the reed siblings nirvana, chance, and hope in lost cause wasn’t enough …
On the way to toss his cup, the doors chime behind him and Colt calls his name.
Java freezes, hand hovering over the trash can. Loosens his grip on the cup and flinches at the rustle of sound. He swallows. Inhales a shaky breath. Turns to face Colt with what he hopes is a smile but feels more like a grimace.
“C’mere,” Colt says with a beckoning curl of his fingers that could get Java to agree to damn near anything. “Let me buy you something to drink—or, you hungry? Both? It’s on me, either way.”
“I just …” Java stares into the trash can, at his unfinished tea sitting in there. But Colt’s got a sincere puppy dog look that turns Java’s insides to mush and his answer from a no thanks to, “Small iced chai tea and a lemon poppyseed muffin.”
The smile it earns him will make it worth it.
“Not a coffee guy, huh?” Colt asks while they wait in line; there’s just one person ahead of them but she’s either making the most difficult single order known to man or ordering twelve different drinks. Whatever the case, Java’s glad he’s on this side of the counter and not in Delanie’s shoes. “Kinda ironic.”
“Yeah.” For once, it doesn’t rub him the wrong way. “My Omma used to brew tea all the time when I was a kid, guess it stuck with me. Real irony is my brother’s name is Chai … so imagine the awkwardness there.”
Colt laughs, a soft rumble in his chest. “Chai and Java … you got a sister named Mocha?”
“London, actually.” At Colt’s wrinkled brow, Java adds, “Like a London Fog. Tea with vanilla and milk.”
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Tell us about your bun boy, the world needs to know about him. Who cares if it isn't lore compliant
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Okay so because these people were so kind to indulge me and ask, allow me to give you a short introduction to Yoon before I give you an actual sheet with his stats and all
Also DISCLAIMER: I am not through with A Realm Reborn and therefor have limited knowledge of Vierra so most of this is NOT canon compliant.
So
This.
Is Yoon
Yoon is a Vierra from the Ishgardian snowy mountains. Due to his village and subesquently his baby sister falling terribly ill he took her down the mountain to find someone who could cure her, but ended up in Gridania where he stayed for a good bit. He is NOT A WOL, he is more of a support character for my WOLs squad. Since he is skilled with a spear/lance he later down the line takes up a job as a dragoon. He also has a boif, called Lemuel (played by my irl fiance @kyuji)
I will get to their story later bc its Spicey with a capital S
Here are more in depth stats and a more thorough recount of his story until he arrived in Gridania. Also beware of bigger Font for readability.
Name: Yoon Dorochnewesfv
Age: he never talks about his age, but you can count him around 20ish in human years at the beginning of "A Realm Reborn"
Lineage: Vierra - Veena
Birthplace: Ishgard East Mountainrange/ Yaga village
More info: Yaga Village is an interesting one in its history, as it has been established many many generations ago. Its history is passed down oraly by the elder female Veena and says that they were once send by a divine power to guard the lucious mountains, but with time the climate changed and it became a landscape of ice and snow. However the Vierra could not abandon what they promised to protect and so they stayed in Yaga for centuries, adapting to the new climate. While it is one village its population is divided into different families, named after old Viera matriarchs. Dorochnewes was one of them.
Affiliation: Gridania
Class/Job: Lancer, later Dragoon (tho also versed with a bow)
Status: mated to Lemuel
Physical Describtion: Yoon is a Snow Mountain Veena with almost completely white skin, white hair and white ears and tail. Only the tips of his ears, the tip of his tail and his toes are black/dark blue furred. He has feint freckles in his face, his left eye is white while his right eye is a deep blue. Originally both eyes were blue, but due to an injury he sustained on his trip down the mountain he got partially blind on his left eye and bears a scar on the side of his face. His hair is a bit longer than shoulder length and he has the natural height of Vieras, though among his species he is average in height to slightly shorter. He has very strong legs as most Vierra and rabbit feet with white furr and black toes. Different to other Vierras those of his village have the ability to cover their skin with a layer of furr when in cold regions so there is little need to bundle up for them. The furr falls off and sheds in warmer regions and is, as most of Yoon, completely snow white.
Backstory:
Born as the middle child of a renowned huntress in the tribe, there was a lot of hope in Yoon to be female, as his older sibling turned out male, which was seen as a disappointment to the tribe. His mother did not love him any less and only two years, after his younger siblings birth, his father died. All the more disappointment was once it became clear that Yoon was a male Vierra, which made his mother now have two sons and not a single heiress.
But not shortly after his younger sibling Taya was confirmed to be female, the entire tribe was slowly falling ill to a terrible disease. By then Yoon had been out on his own for quite a few years only hearing of the illness from other male Vierra that visited the tribe. Since his mating cycle was coming close he decided to make an earlier visit to the tribe and to check on his family only to find his mother and little sister terribly ill. By now even a few male Vierras had contracted the disease, however they seemed to recover with little issue while the female population seemed to suffer greatly and even die from it.
His mother knew she was not going to make it and sent Yoon with his sister down the mountain to get at least their youngest into a city where she could get medical treatment, as the tribe was incapable of finding a cure. Yoon knew this would lead to them being banished, but promised to take his sister to safety. He then made his way down the mountain, giving whatever he could hunt to his sister and keeping her alive, while he got by with mere scraps. He went slowly and steadily to make sure he wouldn't overexert his young sister, taking breaks to warm up and let her get some proper sleep.
It's during his way down that he, delirious and weak from little nourishment and sleep deprivation, slips during a snowstorm and tumbles down a steeper and cliffier path, causing him to gravely injure his left side of his face and damaging his eye. He took some time to take care of himself and Taya, who he could luckily shield enough to not get hurt, and with newfound strength made his way further down. However when he came to Coerthas he was met with closed gates and hostility as the nation of Ishgard was in grave tension due to their fight with the dragons. At least one helpful individual by the name of Estinien directed him south towards Gridania, saying Yoon should ask there for a cure.
On his way to Gridania he traverses the forests, unable to hunt, due to his new adjustment to his eyes and being unable to blend in with the green flora. He pushed through by sheer willpower and eventually collapsed in the City of New Gridania, being taken in by Mother Miounne and given a temporary stay to recover. So now Yoon was in Gridania, a place completely different from his home and taking care of his very ill sister. He is aware that he will need money to come by, pay for their stay and especially Tayas treatment so he joins the adventure guild and becomes a Lancer. However doing quests and hunting himself manages to pose itself as a big difficulty. Yoons entire appereance is natural to a snowy and rocky environment with little to no vegetation and he just recently lost most of his eyesight in one eye, having to relearn how to aim and see the world.
It's during this time that he meets another Vierra.... Lemuel.
Character: Yoon is not too hard to read if you are familiar with vierran expression through their ears. His face seems very unmoving and his tone usually stays the same, but his ears give him away far easier as he never had the need to control that. He does learn to open up and be more expressive around people he knows and likes, to strangers however he is cold and distant at first. He is awkward with other people and gets along better with other men, while he has great respect and shows politeness to women and non binary individuals. He is by no means uncaring, sometimes even being too caught in his own emotions as he left to the villages outskirts in his teens only one year after being fully identified as male. He has therefore little social skills and doesnt know much about ettiquette or how to handle his own emotions. Due to the Party, especially the Miqo'te girl Anayeli, he learns to understand emotions and social interactions more, however it often still shows, that he just comes from a completely different background.
He is often led by instinct and his learned skills as a hunter, prioritizing survival over anything else, that he almost naturally sacrifices his own comfort. As a Vierra male that grew up in the snowy mountains he doesnt do well with heat and had a hard time adjusting to the new climate or the forest environment (Thanalan is his personal nightmare). It's usually uncomfortable for him to stand out due to his appereance, but with time most Gridanians learned to just let him be and do his thing and not stare, because it will trigger his flight instincts. He can be quite childish, when he does feel comfortable and as he had not run a single mating cycle yet has little sexual experience (until he meets Lem). It is his long term goal to find a cure for his sister and if possible bring the cure to the last remaining Vierra of his tribe and to fulfill that goal he is willing to go great lengths tho he has his principles and sticks to them, trying to live a life of which his mother would be proud and he has not to be ashamed of.
Trivia:
-Yoon can not swim. He never needed to learn. Lem teaches him to at least not completely drown.
-as with most Vierra his ears are very sensitive and he puts special wachs mixed with cotton in his ears to dull the noise. It is also why he prefers the quiet nature more than bustling groups of people
-Yoon doesnt exactly see himself as part of the Gridanian population and more as an outsider that happens to stay in the city, which makes him far more sympathetic with some of the wild tribes than most
-his favourite food is Honey Custard Tart, a sweet baked good that is filled with a custard that is mixed with honey and a honey glace on top. He never tasted honey before so when he got the good as a reward from a comission he got immideatly hooked.
-As the mountains are not as rich in vegetation as the forest Yoon was much more prone to have a meat heavy diet, which is only proven more by his sharp teeth and canines, that almost seem to match more Miqo'tes teeth. However he does prefer to have a vegetarian diet if he can help it.
-Yoons brother Eleesh disappeared about a year before the disease befell their tribe and its unknown if he died or not
-While they don't show much PDA, Yoon and Lem have a very active sex life, with Yoon being the one with the driving libido.
-as with most Vierra, Yoons strongest aspect are his legs. He can jump pretty high and far and is a very fast runner, being able to zigg zagg and make quick turns rather easily.
-and yes. He has pawbeans
-Usually Viera give up their forest names after having left their tribe, but Yoon holds onto his name as it is the last remains he has of his mother. However he does emphasize that he prefers to be called by his first call name instead of his full name or last name, as it is a very personal detail to him. He will often introduce himself as "Yoon. Just Yoon is fine."
-he finds Miqo'te to be unnerving due to their intense eyes and the natural predator disposition, Elezen to be unnerving for their height and especially Au'ra men for their size and sharp scales. Roegadyn and Hrothgar, no matter the gender, instinctly trigger his flight response.
-despite being dispositioned as prey, Yoon is very skilled with his lance and an incredible hunter... at least in the snowy mountains. In Gridania he passes as average when it comes to hunting, so he is much more prone to choose flight as an option.
More unrelated pictures as done by @kyuji
I will post the couple ones in my follow up
Thank you for reading!!!!
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in a world where somehow in the end Stannis is King and Shireen is alive. Since we’re in fantasy land already, you think he would have betrothed Shireen to Devan Seaworth? Or to Edric Baratheon (he’s have to legitimize him to be sure but) ??
Largely depends on if he can have more kids. If melisandre can’t pull a visenya here for him, shireen is crown princess and she can’t be married to a bastard or a boy once step up from being a peasant. in a fantasy world where stannis wins the war, you can bet he’s done some severe pride swallowing and made a marriage match for shireen to win over an ally, but of course this does have the eventual benefit, when he can’t have another kid, of potentially setting shireen up with someone powerful to back her claim. davos is amazing but absolutely not. if he has SEVERAL more kids, maybe shireen marries devan but the thing is, this is the royal family, shireen is the oldest child, and even littlefinger was considered too low born for sansa, and he’s a bit more higher class than davos! so long as she remains the only or one of the only heirs to the throne, she Has to marry very high up.
WHOMST she marries likely depends on how stannis gets his throne. like, the obvious thing to do here from the jump is to contact ned or robb here his damn self and see if they want a shireen marriage. the north may not be heavily populated, but they have a loud voice and they tend to come as a block more than the other regions, so you’re gonna get a Lot of allies at once. he could have done the same with doran - again, not a Huge population but a loud voice & one with an axe to grind against both stannis’ main opps (the lannisters and tyrells).
tbh the martells are probably a better option because neither ned nor robb was ever gonna side with the lannisters, so if he makes it clear he’s on their side BEFORE robb is crowned, and also shares what he knows again BEFORE robb is crowned, i think it’s likely he can save shireen for trystane, and if he’s risking the possibility of his daughter inheriting after him, i Do think having someone whose family likely owns several tomes detailing the history of how nymeria forced the andals to accept rhoynar customs, she Might be a lil better off. altho of course you’d run into the “what are we dornish or something” attitude from the other westerosi, so you win some you lose some there. bran would make a great consort too of course, it’s just that like,,, you don’t NEED to bribe ned lmao & robb probably wouldn’t need to be bribed either (catelyn might insist tho tbf!!) but doran definitely would need some sort of guarantee here.
even if you did a scenario where say the series up until now happens but stannis changes the tide of the war and claims winterfell, then the riverlands, then King’s Landing and holds it through the long night, so davos has been his closest advisor this whole time…..shireen still needs a powerful family to support her if he can’t have kids. if he only has one (1) son and she inherits Storm’s End, i can see the daven just bc a lot of people are dead lmao, but i do think it’s more likely shireen & her inheritance is dangled in front of a potential ally during the war. IF she’s still single by the end of the war, AND he has like minimum TWO SONS,,,,,,,, yeah idk lmao i mean the spicers were just merchants and the westerlings are considered too low class now for marrying them, imagine a FORMER PIRATE from FLEA BOTTOM.
if you’re asking “would stannis go for it” i mean yeah, i can see stannis like robert getting romantically fixated on the idea of joining his bloodline with his besties and marrying their kids, absolutely. and davos would be deeply honored. but would it cause a big scandal? absolutely.
As for Edric…..hes robert’s son lmao Stannis is not legitimizing Edric because it puts HIMSELF in question AND shireen in question because a son of robert’s would come before a brother, let alone a NIECE. if stannis died & shireen lived i think it would make sense for them to pull an aly/baela under some circumstances, but so long as stannis is alive and still fighting for the throne, i’m not sure what he gains giving edric the ability to call himself a baratheon. if he was RENLY’S (lol, lmao) i could see it, as a way of just like getting ahead of any succession dispute by tying the two heirs together (bc i’m Sure some people would peddle the castle raised bastard boy over a sickly true born girl) but Robert’s son??? just feels too dangerous unless he WANTS to make edric his heir, and is legitimizing him by tying him to shireen. but, i just don’t know why stannis would want that lmao he doesn’t even LIKE robert aksjd.
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Miraculous AU - Chapter 30 - Push
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Souris sat on a rooftop that overlooked her home. She used Perception to look within. She saw Luka as he paced about in his room. He let out a howl of frustration before he collapsed onto his bed. The sleep deprivation claimed him before long.
“Mullo, quiet down.”
Mullo appeared from the pendant and transformed Souris back.
Juleka pulled out a bag of trail mix and opened it for Mullo. “Eat up. I need you at full strength.”
“You’re planning something. What is it?”
“I’m going to push Luka over the edge.”
Mullo gasped. “Are you crazy? He’ll transform for sure.”
“I know. That’s the plan.”
“But we just need the snake. The snake will help him.”
“But what if he becomes infested again? What if he never gets over his obsessive need to protect me?”
Mullo fell silent.
“It’s dangerous. I could be making a massive mistake, but I can’t keep watching him suffer. He’s not eating properly. He can’t sleep unless he just collapses from sheer exhaustion. He’s always watching me and sabotaging us. Something has to give. Either we watch him suffer, or we step in and put an end to it.”
“I see. So, what’s the plan?”
“I create a hallucination of all the worst things that could possibly happen. While he experiences that, I leave a note that I’ve run away. That I couldn’t handle what Luka has become. This should be enough to drive him over the edge. Have you noticed anything that might help with this?”
Mullo sighed. “He seems to hate Chat. I’m not sure why, but he’s made no secret of it.”
“Right.” Juleka held up the bag.
Mullo sat in it and munched on the mix. Her ears twitched as she ate. She frowned as she focused on the noise she heard. It sounded like scales slithering accompanied by a low hiss. Her eyes widened and she jumped up.
“Sass!”
“Sass?”
“I hear you. You can’t hide from me you scaly so and so!”
Juleka heard a sigh, then saw a snake kwami appear.
Mullo turned. “Sass! It’s about time! Where have you been?”
“Contemplating if I wanted to join you all.”
“Sass, we need you this time. The butterfly holder is ruthless. Most of his creations are willing to kill.”
“If they are going for the kill, why would you need me?”
“What about for the holders? Louve Grise was struck by lightning while she defended Chat Noir. Louve was also transformed into a wolf creature during this afternoon’s attack. Alix, the horse holder, was poisoned before she became the holder by a monster with freaky nightshade poison.”
Sass considered. “I can see in that case. However, I have seen the boy and that he is infested.”
Juleka smiled when Sass spoke with the long “s” sound. It reminded her of snakes in cartoons.
“What?”
“Sorry. Just the hissing of your s’s. It’s cute.”
Sass sighed. “Right, moving on.”
“Hold a moment. When did you have a chance to see Luka? I would have heard you. If not me, then Fang would have heard and seen you.”
“I caught a glimpse when you were all out fighting earlier. The dragon and I were looking at the group that were socializing with the ladybug and black cat holders. I saw that the guitar boy and the artist boy were infested.”
“Well, yes, but you can help him. You can clear the infestation.”
Sass ignored Mullo and turned to Juleka. “You plan to help him move on from this, yes? To ensure he won’t be infested again?”
“I will.”
“How?”
“Once he’s transformed, I will be the one to quell him. I will use my powers to put him in a hallucination of a time when we were equals. When we watched out for each other, not just him watching over me. But, more importantly, show that I can protect him, and he doesn’t always have to be strong.”
“Is it really protecting if you’re causing it?”
“Sometimes you need to fall before you can get back up.”
“Right you are. Are you sure about this? It could fail.”
“I have to do something. If I don’t, he’ll just suffer. And if he’s doomed to suffer anyway, I don’t want it to be like this. Mullo, are you ready?”
Mullo nodded.
Juleka inhaled. She put the bag in her vest pocket. “Mullo, get squeaky.”
Mullo disappeared into the pendant and transformed Juleka.
Souris jumped from the building over to her home. She crept inside into Luka’s room. She placed a hand over his head and used Bend. For three minutes, he’d live through his worst nightmares. His inability to protect her. Her rejection of his protection as she turned to Chat Noir for safety. Her vanishing from his life, leaving him alone. Her death due to being a superhero.
Souris stepped back as these hallucinations would play on repeat. She watched as Luka twitched and writhed in his sleep as the visions plagued him. She stepped out into her room. She wrote a quick note that she was running away because she couldn’t stand being near Luka anymore. She placed it on her pillow and ran out. She ran into Anarka on the way.
“Juleka? Are you ok? Where are you going?”
“Mom, when Luka wakes up, you tell him you never saw me. Once you tell him that, get somewhere safe.”
“Juleka, what are you doing?”
“Saving my brother. Trust me.”
Anarka nodded. She hugged Juleka and let her go. She took a steadying breath and set down her bag. She carried on in uneasy silence until she heard Luka scream. She rushed to his door as he came barreling out.
Anarka grabbed Luka. “Sweetie, what’s going on? What happened?”
“Juleka. Where’s Juleka?”
“I don’t know. I just got home.”
Luka tore himself from Anarka’s embrace. He burst into Juleka’s room and flipped on the lights. He gasped when he didn’t see her, only the note she left. He snatched up and read it over. Tears fell from his eyes as he shook his head.
Anarka reached for Luka. “Honey, please, calm down. If she’s missing, we’ll find her. I promise you that.”
Luka pushed away Anarka’s hand. He threw the note away and ran outside. He headed up the ramp to the sidewalk but tripped and fell. He screamed and hit the wall.
Why did Juleka have to leave? Why did she have to abandon him? She was going to get herself killed and it would be all because of that stupid cat. He’d lose her good and then there’d be nothing left to him. Without her, he didn’t have a reason to be. He was her protector, her guardian. It was his job to keep his twin safe and he couldn’t even do that anymore.
Luka curled into a ball. He dug his nails into his shoulder. His heart raced and his breath came in short, shallow bursts. A pain pricked at his neck. He reached up and clawed his neck.
A voice whispered: “How could she do this to you?”
“Shut it. Maybe instead of haunting my every hour, why don’t you leave me alone?” Luka roared.
"But I can offer you the power to keep you sister safe no matter what. And if comes with showing that cat who the real top cat is.”
Luka gritted his teeth. He wanted it. He wanted it so bad. If he accepted, he’d become a monster, wouldn’t he? Did that really matter though? Did any of it matter when he could accomplish what he wanted? He could keep Juleka safe. He would never have to worry about losing her.
“Do it.”
Souris’ ears twitched when Luka said that. “Mullo, quiet down.”
Mullow appeared from the pendant and changed Souris back.
Juleka pulled out the bag. “Eat fast.”
Mullo nodded and inhaled the mix.
“You’re really doing this. You don’t know what he’ll do,” Sass said.
“Maybe, but I’ll try to stop him before he does something drastic.”
“Done!” Mullo shouted.
Juleka put the bag away. “Mullo, get squeaky.”
Mullo vanished into the pendant and transformed Juleka.
Souris kept her eyes on Luka. Her ears twitched as Sass spoke.
“Why not just let him go? Wouldn’t that be easier?”
“He’s my brother. I would never abandon him. Especially now. He needs me, and I’ll be there for him.”
“What if he gets away before you can quell him? What if something happens that changes your course of action?”
“Then I adapt, work with whatever is thrown at me.”
“And what if he’s lost?”
Souris’ ears twitched. She heard the flapping of butterfly wings. She watched as a bright green and black butterfly landed on one of Luka’s bracelets.
“Then I will live with what I’ve done.”
Shadow enveloped Luka. Souris moved to him but paused when she felt something heavy on her left wrist. She looked down and saw a black metal bracelet.
“Is this?”
Sass nodded. “I’m counting on you. Heal my future holder and make sure he gets it.”
“I won’t fail. You, me, or him.”
“Good. I will be around. Should Luka be injured, share with him my activation phrase: ‘Sass, scales slither.’ Any physical injuries he sustains will be healed upon transforming, but he’ll sustain scars.”
“Understood. Let’s go.”
Sass nodded and vanished into the Unseen. Souris leapt from the building towards Luka. Her breath caught as he jumped from the ramp onto the bridge. She gulped when she saw he was dressed in a full black cat suit with a tail and ears. His sea green hair turned black with lime green tips. A black mask covered part of his face and his eyes were exactly like Chat Noir’s. She shrunk back as she felt an intimidating aura from him.
Souris took a deep breath. “Luka!”
Luka turned to Souris. “There you are. Is this all it takes to bring you home?”
“Please, Luka. You don’t have to be like this. Let me help.”
“Help? You caused all this. Your disregard for your life, rejecting my help, everything. This is all because of you.”
Souris jumped onto the bridge with Luka. “I know, but I’m here to help. Just talk to me.”
Luka shook his head. “The time for talking is over.”
Souris crept closer with her hand outstretched. “Please. Let me help.”
Luka snarled and swiped at Souris. She leapt back. She pulled out her whip and readied it.
“Luka, please! Let me help you.”
“No. Now, stand aside.”
“I won’t.”
Luka growled and lunged. Souris jumped and cracked her whip at him. He dodged and caught it. She pulled it, but he resisted. He pulled back and sent her flying. She landed with a thud as her whip flew from her hand. He grabbed the whip, then pulled her up by her neck.
“Face it, Juleka, you’re not strong enough to be the protector.”
“Luka, it isn’t just about brute strength! There’s more than just that.”
“What do you know?”
Souris reached for Luka. “I can show you. You just have to let me help.”
Luka pulled back as he squeezed Souris’ throat. She flinched at the pain.
“Luka, don’t do this. You’re a good person. You’re not a monster.”
“I will be a good person again. I just need to play the monster for a little while longer.”
“Luka?”
Luka hurled Souris into the air. She tumbled around as she plummeted into the Seine. She swam back to the riverbank and hoisted herself up. She turned to the bridge to see Luka was gone.
Souris gritted her teeth. She had to move. She had to track him down. She didn’t trust him alone in this state. She shook herself dry and used Perception to find Luka. Once she pinpointed him, she pursued.
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