Kindness is Strategic and Necessary.

"Hello! You can call me Daedra. I serve under Chrom and the Shepherds as a tactician-in-training! Let's be friends and work together, all right?" [[RP blog for a Custom MU/Tactician from Fire Emblem Awakening // General OC blog. Other Media Verses Available!]]

[tactful-kind-daedra]

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[mhx-ver-ke]

"Answering two of my questions at once. I'm impressed."

Punching in the numbers to call in his custom Ride Chaser with the side cart. It was the better option, considering she could be seated comfortably.

It would be nice to go visit a park that isn't on fire, getting terraformed, or turned into a crater. He never felt grateful to have a quiet day off, especially with someone he considers a friend.

"Is there a ribbon-cutting to reestablish the fountain, or has it passed? I might feel awkward around civilians if it's option A."

[tactful-kind-daedra]

"It wasn't hard to notice," Ten shrugged, a small smile on her lips from the amusement. "How many 'little toys' do you have anyway? It seems like its almost a different one each time... or are they Hunter Headquarter's Property?" she asked, lowering her voice to add a jokingly omniscient tone about their 'workplace'.

With a plan established, Ten led them down the main steps outside the HQ, making for the front to await their ride to show up. At the reploid's question, Ten merely waved her wrist dismissively.

"I think that was last week," she noted. "No thanks to all that needless crowding, I say. Pretty sure someone gave a speech or the like, but now we can enjoy the area proper~ Shiny and pristine looking but with the pleasant quiet."

Ten didn't mind crowds, personally. However, park openings and such always seemed to have a.... fakeness about them. The people were rarely there for the place itself, but more for some high ranked big wig or someone to make a speech about themselves and those going to utterly eating it up. It had been her experience that a general park goer rarely attended those opening days.

Despite her statement, Ten couldn't help but glance back at her friend.

"Why would you feel awkward?" she asked, blinking curiously. "Do you not like big crowds? I'd think someone who spends all his days defending these areas should get some recognition for it."

[shoujoretro]

Urgent Notice

Hello everyone,

This is not an easy thing to bring up as I am only just finding out myself. As of either yesterday(monday), or sometime today(tuesday).. my grandfather was laid off from his main job. He worked in computer software support and the company that owned his branch just fully laid off the entire american branch due to wanting to save themselves money (aka it's cheaper in the source companies country).

The problem however, is that his income is what has paid for our house for years, he still has some income from the fantasy books he has written, but hasn't written another in almost 15 years. So that's where my major worry kinda comes from. My grandmother is retired and only gets social security checks, I barely make 1,500-ish a month from my job, and my uncle's money is faster out of his hand the minute he gets it.

Needless to say, when I first started doing icons, and icon commissions, I just did it for pocket change and extra income. But now? I will be keeping them open full time until further notice.

However, I also know that money doesn't come easy to everyone either, so my icon prices will also remain $1 per 100 icons permanently until further notice.

I wouldn't ask for this kinda stuff unless I wasn't truly worried about the future, the town I live in already sucks to live in when it comes to a job market, let alone apartment complexes asking for upwards of 3k a month now and expecting triple income.

I don't want to feel like a burden to my grandparents, especially when they have let me stay with them for so long, I want to help where I can.

If anyone would like to commission icons, I accept commissions through my icon blog: @cirquepiales Even if you cannot, just spreading the word would help too.

Not interested in icons? I also accept commissions for coloring manga pages (as well as just coloring in general), Examples below (slight nsfw warning for one example):

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[darkenedpunk061]

@tactful-kind-daedra continued from here:

Piers chuckled softly as she looked down at her attire, assessing his claim. It wasn't so much her clothes, though they did sort of lean into it now that he was looking too. Nah, it was definitely more her mannerisms and habits that he'd been noticing. Plus there was the fact that she had so very politely helped him in the beginning of his trip to Unova to find things to do.

"Heh heh heh, I mean, I'm guilty of doing that exact same thing actually. Though, I'm right grateful I did since a good many of your suggestions have been rather enjoyable, right boy?"

The Galarian native looked over to his travel companion of the day, his low-key Toxtricity. It was far too hot for Obstagoon this day so he decided to go with his other usual travel buddy. While Toxtricity could be protective he was laid back enough to not perceive everything as a threat like his Scrafty could do. Not that it was the Pokemon's fault, it was more just his nature and height. Plus he was a fighty kind of guy.

Toxtricity gave a pleased response to the question though and looked rather happy. All his Pokemon have been enjoying the trip thus far and more over, they were happy that their trainer had been enjoying the trip too!

[tactful-kind-daedra]

"It just seemed the most polite thing to do though," was all Daedra could fire back, her head tilting a bit with a rueful smile.

Her case wasn't being helped much if all she did was simply lean into the habit. If she constantly acted like a tour guide, well.... surely people would just assume she was one. Or get told by others she was one. Word of mouth was a very powerful thing indeed!

"Oh," the redhead perked back up immediately from his comment. "-you enjoyed some places I suggested? That's wonderful!! I'm really glad you liked them!! I just think it should be every native Unovan's interest to show off everything good about living here! There's so much more than just the usual tourist traps!"

Plus a vacation got terribly unfun when the money to spend on it ran out after the first excursion!

It wasn't long before Daedra noticed Piers wasn't with his color-coordinated buddy this time around. Yet another Pokemon she didn't recognize.

"Oh, is this one of your other Pokemon?" she asked, gesturing with a smile to the bipedal frog beside the rocker. "Let's see if I can guess! You mentioned a few of them last time we spoke..... perhaps Toxtricity?"

The looming chap wasn't very yellow, but the sparkling bits at his head sure seemed shock-worthy! They certainly weren't fire, so electric was the next guess!

[mhx-ver-ke]

"Great, where are we going?"

No calls, no havoc, just complete boredom around HQ. This was something X rarely had, but now that it's here and with a friend, he had no clue what to do.

[tactful-kind-daedra]

"Excellent question~"

Truthfully, Ten thought it would have been harder to tempt him outside into the real world. Not that he didn't go, but X's focuses tended to always drift back to his responsibilities. She was unsure if it was strictly intentionally or had just become his natural habit.

So, obviously if he was willing to be lured out of his work environment, the only logical thing to do was condition him with something extra fun and extra enjoyable.

"Let's go see that new fountain they just built. It's not that far, and I'll even let you ride us on one of your bikes to take us~"

They could walk it, but she had noticed he did seem to enjoy his ridable toys. It had been a big deal upon completion - enough that it got a little mention in the tablets and as a trailing note on the news scrollers.

Some kind of honor for a scientist or professor or someone like that.... but Ten heard it had a nice park setting around it with trees. So that seemed interesting enough to check out~

[tactful-kind-daedra]

"You do kind of look like a tour guide, to be honest." (from Detective Grimoire and the Mermaids Mask Sentence Starters meme) - darkenedpunk061

@darkenedpunk061

Detective Grimoire and the Mermaids Mask Sentence Starters

"Really?"

Daedra glanced down at her attire to see if the claim was true. She was wearing her usual light colored travel clothing, though maybe the sharp lines and color swaps did make her look.... 'official'?

--Surely it wasn't because she tended to stand very politely and smile at people by default. Or that she usually kept off to the side of things to keep out of the way, like by staircases and other such areas. Or that maybe she could be a touch 'too helpful' when she had no real obligation or responsibility to be.

Very strange.

"You know," she paused as she seemed to have a thought. "-that would have a lot of things make sense, recently. I thought it strange a number of people kept asking me about directions and things around...."

It was probably a good thing Daedra wasn't in such a position. While she had the mannerisms and customer service attitude down, there was no way she could give solid direction tours....

[tactful-kind-daedra]

@mhx-ver-ke // is booooooooooooooored:

"Very."

Her face immediately lit up suddenly, with a strangely cat-like candor.

"Perfect~ Then let's go!"

She didn't even give him the offer of a destination. Pushing herself from the wall, Ten snatched at one of his hands and tugged as she went.

[tactful-kind-daedra]

@aforgottenmercenary // is a roadapple:

"...No."

"Yes!"

"I'm in charge of planning and strategy so you have to listen to me! And I said stop punching the horses! Or else---"

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[mrfrogmemes]

Reblog if you're a safe RP partner to say NO to!

Some people are afraid to say no or are afraid that you will get mad at them! This is to say that you would prefer people politely tell you NO if they don't want to do something!

Don't know how to say no? Here are some ways that shouldn't hurt anyone's feelings:

I'm not really feeling that idea, but maybe we could do (blank) instead

Maybe another time / not right now / I don't have the bandwidth for that kind of plot right now / that's not the type of thing I was really looking for but I'd love to do something else / I'm not currently looking for more threads / It's better for me if we just focus on what we have for now / hmmm what if we did (blank) instead / maybe another time!

Variations of these!

[tactful-kind-daedra]

 “Zzzzz… PLUSHIE!”

((The other way around wouldn't go so well, so this one's cuter!))

@oneshotprince

Send Me “Nap Cling” for Your Muse to be Caught in a Hug by My Sleeping Muse

For the reverse (My muse being caught in yours’ sleep-hug), send in “Zzzzz… PLUSHIE!”

The wind was whipping quite fiercely that evening. Yet, despite the clear opening in the cave, Coronet and its surrounding foliage did well to keep the modest hovel shielded. Even as the trees outside groaned and their leaves trembled from the biting wind, the fire going nicely in the hearth made the entire space pleasantly warm.

Bathed in golden hues from the fire, Daedra diligently worked her needle and thread as she sat comfortably on a floor rug. Eyes downcast and focused to her task, her fingers carefully worked the needle and thread as she attempted to patch some repairs in Trip's outer clothing layer.

She wasn't -exactly- sure of the material, as it was nothing she'd known back home, nor did the seamstress in Jubilife either. So, so simply had to do her best with her own scraps of fabric and various things in hopes of getting it to match.

The redhead was so focused on her task, content in her placement and the warmness of the setting, that she barely caught the sound of his voice. Pausing from pulling her thread tail, Daedra blinked as she looked down, finally realizing there was a weight against her legs that shouldn't have been.

It seemed her young guest had also been taken in with the pleasant setting of her current home, and had unintentionally fallen asleep in the stillness. Daedra watched him curiously, unsure of what the best was to respond would be.

Well, she supposed there technically little need to do.... anything. Why wake him if he was tired? It wasn't as if there someplace to go at the moment. So the redhead simply went back to her needlework.

Enjoying the silence~

[tactful-kind-daedra]

What is one super memorable thread you've had?

@lore-and-legends

Munday Baby~:

[[Ngl - really hard to pick one! That might also be because my memory for these kind of things is a gluetrap.

I think I'll go with the time Daedra was just randomly part of a Dr. Robotnik/Eggman crew and they were just Saturday Morning Cartoon villaining it!

Of course, Daedra was very unaware they were technically doing crime. She served as that very specific anime sidekick trope where she's just there to be cute and helpful, which is a great role for her!

It was just a really fun time, as I'm pretty sure this was when Sonic Forces just came out so there were tons of Sonic-character blogs and they were happy to multi-genre jump for shenanigans! It was also great because the main Sonic in particular really played him like an a-hole protag, so that's why it was easy for Daedra to see Robotnik as the premio guy.

Anytime, I, as the mun, get to slam dunk on modern Sonic is a good time (for me).

While I crave mature and advanced threads as an old foagie writer, I also sometimes just want stupid simple fun times. As a palette cleanser and reminder of why playing pretend is the best game in the world~]]

[rp-memes-atyourservice]

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Especially if it’s something you’re too shy or afraid to ask off-anon. 

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[tactful-kind-daedra]

His lips twitch into profound amusement before his body racks with a silent laugh at her 'magic' comment. He chuckles and says, "... I mean yes, you are... not far off." He snickers. "... It is an old magic. A magic that has been lost to time." He hums softly. "... This salve can treat any wound so long as it's not to a point where it requires one to rewrite the fabric of life and death." He explains. "... It's to be used in emergencies and considering we're out here in the middle of nowhere and there aren't any healing Berries around like Sitrus or Oran..." He chuckles. "I'd say that counts as an emergancy, don't you?" He asks gently. "... I digress. How do you feel? There shouldn't be any side-effects except that cool and warm sensation for a few hours." His eyes meet hers and he tilts his head for a bit, offering a gentle expression and an equally gentle smile. "... So... Why are you out here, Miss Daedra? Exploring? Or are you here for a purpose?" He leans back a bit with a mischievous glint. "... Considering you're still recovering... I think I'll stick around. Unless you'd rather I leave you here to recover on your own... I mean your Lucario and Scolipede can easily protect their trainer, but surely I make for equally good conversation, yes?" He tilts his head in a mischievous manner, teasing her.

Daedra paused in her testing of how well her leg and ankle were fairing, letting the limb rest back down as she turned curious eyes to him. The medicine had looked unlike anything she'd ever seen... but it didn't really seem like what she'd classify as 'magic'.

It seemed so.... normal. Glittery effects added to things certainly gave them a magical look but....

Well, where was the incantation or other otherworldly things, she thought silently. Kianga had to be teasing her again, as he seemed to take pleasure in as of late. Daedra wasn't very shocked, if that were the case. Many of her friends always did similar!

"Well... I don't know if this was as big of an emergency as you're making it sound, but I'm grateful all the same," Daedra replied, going as far to lift her leg and display the range of movement again.

"It feels so much better, I don't even notice if there's anything extra to make it feel funny!"

And, since her leg felt so good, perhaps it was time to put it to a proper test! Carefully as she could, the redhead bent her knees up and slowly pushed herself off the ground to stand proper. Daedra kept her weight to the other foot at first, but steadily distributed herself between both legs. Once again, no pain! Amazing!! She even turned her once injured leg to and fro to check further.

"Well, I was trying to make my way to the main road again, but looks like I got a bit sidetracked," she admitted sheepishly. "I guess I can see why it's not very traveled much here.... the ground and rocks are really uneven! I could always use company if you're also going my way"

[darkraise]

The  sentient  cloak  of  darkness  remained  half-submerged  in  the  remains  of  a  wall  by  the  exit.  From  there,  he  could  observe  the  movements  of  the  denizens  of  this  dilapidated  facility  from  a  safe  distance,  as  well  as  track  the  progress  of  the  trainer  through  this  sudden  minefield  of  normally  docile,  psychic  creatures.  On  her  arrival,  he  bretzeled  his  arms  before  his  body  and  gave  her  a  pensive  lookover.

"...THEY  WILL  RETURN  TO  THEIR  NORMAL  BEHAVIOR  BEFORE  LONG."  The  Darkrai  assured,  still  avoiding  the  reason  that  made  them  act  out  in  the  first  place.  As  soon  as  he  left,  the  influence  of  his  ability  wouldn't  have  a  hold  on  their  dreams  anymore  and  the  Dreamyard  would  return  being  the  abandoned,  but  somewhat  safe  place  it  was...  though,  the  structure  was  still  fragile  and  not  somewhere  where  human  children  should  play  but  he  waved  the  thought  off.

Mortal  curiosity  knew  no  bounds  after  all.  Like  just  now,  with  their  chance-meeting  seemingly  turning  to  idle  conversation  now.  Perhaps  it  was  better  to  stay  on  the  move  while  talking  then  to  leave  this  facility  behind.  The  tether  to  the  wall  again  rips  like  threads  and  his  form  hovered  in  the  air  again,  fluttering  to  the  stream  of  the  wind.  "THERE  ISN'T  MUCH  WONDERFUL  ABOUT  THE  SKELETONS  OF  LIVED  LIVES  OF  OLD  BEYOND  THEIR  ABILITY  TO  PERSIST.  RUINS  ARE  RUINS.  THEY  PROVE  THE  PAST'S  LOST  TRUTHS."  Whether  something  was  3000  year  olds,  500  year  olds  or  even,  like  this  heap  of  concrete,  only  old  enough  that  one  could  count  it  on  their  fingers  didn't  make  much  of  a  difference  to  him.  "I  CARE  MORE  ABOUT  WHAT  TURNED  THEM  TO  RUINS  IN  THE  FIRST  PLACE.  TEMPLES  ABANDONED,  CASTLES  LOST  TO  THE  WAVES  OR  SANDS...  UNOVA  HAS  MANY  SUCH  PLACES.  YOU'RE  EVIDENTLY  QUITE  THE  WANDERER.  HAVE  YOU  SEEN  THEM  YOURSELF?"

[tactful-kind-daedra]

"That's a relief, then!"

Daedra couldn't help as her lips turned up ever so slightly in amusement. Watching them float from the wall, she thought them very similar to a bit of laundry left on the clothing line on a breezy day. Light and fluttering and so carefree in form~

Their demeanor hinted at a far different persona. Not quite 'frightening', Daedra (personally) concluded, but certainly with a modest level of seriousness. The redhead was -pretty sure- Darkrai would not appreciate her sentiments that they looked like a happy little dress left out to dry.

So, she didn't speak of it~

"I suppose, but perhaps as a human, we can't help but put unneeded sentiment into such things," she offered instead. "We find it comforting to see places where others like us have been, and to know we're still around. Perhaps it is a bit selfish of us, but I find it does stir something to see the hand print of a person or some item long left behind of theirs and think.... 'maybe people will do the same for us far down the line'. If that makes sense?"

Darkrai was clearly some type of Pokemon, and Daedra wasn't sure if they as a collective felt like human beings did. Emotions to a degree certainly, but she always found Pokemon were a very 'in the present' type of being. They very rarely worried about things like 'will I have a good job in the future?' or 'what will I accomplish at the end of my life?'.

Maybe this Darkrai felt different, if they held interest in ruins and such long lost places like that.

Daedra knew there were very special Pokemon that lived for eras.... maybe even eternity, if she believed those ones really existed. It wasn't beyond her to believe... not hard at all in fact.

"Oh, do you mean like the DragonSpiral Tower? Yes, I've been there a few times," she offered in an excited chirp. "I don't always manage to get to the very top, but it's fun to say hello to all the Goletts there~ I'm not sure why, but I find them very charming."

Perhaps in a past life, she'd been proper friends with one~

"Are you planning to go there next for a visit?"

[crowbeau]

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ PROMO .ᐟ.ᐟ

𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑹𝑷 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝑪𝒐𝒓𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖/𝑲𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒃𝒂 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑷𝒐𝒌𝒆́𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝑳𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒁-𝑨, 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒚 𝑪𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔.

RULES

𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 & 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐?

[oneshotprince]

"That's true. Candid photographs are best," Trip agreed.

The note about Pokemon behaving differently after more interaction with people certainly proved true...

"Oh, is that right...?"

He looked in the direction she pointed, then smiled and shook his head. "I like waking up with the sun, it's fine. Gives us more time to train, right, Conkeldurr?"

Conkeldurr tilted his head.

"Well, Serperior likes the daylight hours best, you're fine with early or late, afrer all," Trip said, before bringing out a pokeball. "Want to sleep in your pokeball or out here?"

Conkeldurr seemed more eager to go back inside, so disappeared inside.

Trip called out Lampent after that!

Another light to keep burning in the cave, it seemed, although with a bit of an ominous blue-purple glow and staring yellow eyes... but it also seemed friendly enough to give a polite little bow, even if his expression (in as much as a creature with only eyes behind a glass-like face could be said to express) didn't shift!

"Good night, Daedra ma'am. You say good night too, Lampent!"

[tactful-kind-daedra]

Daedra's expression tightened ever so slightly when she caught sight of the red ball in Trip's palm. It looked far sleeker and shinier than what she was used to, but she knew one of those funny devices from the Jubilife Settlement.

Personally, she was unsure how to feel about such things. They had their uses of course, as shown with a large Pokemon like a Conkeldurr suddenly being tucked away safely. However... the very use and way they were wielded were still so unnatural of a concept for her. Were the Pokemon trapped inside? Did it do something unnatural to them that they no longer ran away?

The redhead's thoughts generally held sentiment with the native Diamond and Pearl clans. However, in this instance, she made no outward comment to the boy. It really wasn't her business....

It was also easy enough to distract her thoughts when Trip chose to show off one of his other companions. Yet another Pokemon she was familiar with but did not expect to see!

"Oh! Well, look at you, Little Ghost," Daedra offered a smile to the ghostly flamed Pokemon.

"I didn't think I'd see one of your kind in these parts. Though, I do wonder sometimes, as there's occasionally some purplish glows in the hills once the sun sets."

At first, Daedra had thought her eyes were simply playing tricks. However, there seemed to be numerous account from various sources of mysterious ghostly tongues of flame scattered about the land.

"Perhaps some distant relations of yours?"