#Thalassa: Curiosity

[rald5in]

What was left behind (Concept)

[mirabilismayhem]

This is Thalassa, Goddess of The Seas. She's based on @skyscrapergods au, which is an absolutely astounding au that everyone should go check out!

Once an average pegasus, Thalassa spent much of her time bemoaning the lackluster nature of the waters of the world. After all, the seas and oceans of that time were no grander than a simple pond for all they had to offer. It's surface stayed still, if not for the action of wind or creature, and it's depths were no more fascinating with only common species around.

So Thalassa dreamed. She molded new creatures of any and every proportion, thought of waves lapping gently at the shore, and crafted stories with colorful backdrops and budding civilizations.

Such was her devotion that she soon grew gills to let her stay underwater indefinitely, her wings turned to fins to better explore, her hind legs became a tail to let her dart through the water, and the beginnings of a new horn began to grow from her head.

Sightings of the mysterious merpony spread through word of mouth, stoking the public's curiosity of the sea. In turn, the sea and Thalassa both grew as well. Newly formed currents allowed life to move and thrive. Soon, whole new species began to appear, creating new niches and patterns which in turn beget even more species to be created.

With the new life the ocean brought, Thalassa's place was cemented as the Goddess of The Seas.

Currently, she's around 30000ft long, though very little of that actually translates into height. Her horn has become encrusted in a blooming coral reef, which thrives even when she's out of the water thanks to the power provided by her horn.

I have more lore on her, but I also haven't finalized her design yet, so I'll wait on that until later!

[nutmeg-mayonnaise]

Just out of curiosity, what is your take on Phoenix and Apollo’s relationship in your AU? Are they a mentor/student, friends, or a father/son like relationship? How did Phoenix tell Apollo and Trucy that they are siblings and how did they take it? How is Apollo’s relationship with Phoenix’s kids?

Hello tanzanite-zircon! I do want to say something with regards to what I said before about thinking it was ridiculous that Phoenix didn't tell Apollo and Trucy that they were siblings. At the time, I decided that Phoenix should have told them sometime after Apollo Justice: Ace Attorney. I've since changed my mind after playing the games again and understanding Phoenix's character better--namely, Phoenix doesn't disclose much of anything, even to those close to him! So, while it is ridiculous he didn't tell Trucy and Apollo that they are siblings, it's just a part of his character, and I have reflected this in my au.

The only problem is that when Phoenix and Thalassa agreed it was time to tell Apollo and Trucy the truth, Apollo was already in Khura'in. In the au, they wanted to tell them at a time they were all together, but didn't really realize how long Apollo would stay in the kingdom. Apollo visits the states a couple of times as a surprise, but by the time he comes regularly to visit for things like Christmas, Phoenix has his hands full with helping Maya start her own family, and telling Apollo and Trucy the truth as well as contacting Thalassa moved to the back-burner in his mind.

When Trucy's wedding came, and everyone was together again for the first time in years, it was finally time to tell them. However, it turned out that Apollo and Trucy more or less figured it out on their own long before then. Both of their abilities of perception gave them an idea--not too unlike Luke and Leia from Star Wars!

"Somehow, I've always known."

As far as Phoenix and Apollo are concerned, their relationship can't exactly be labelled. More than anything, Apollo sees Phoenix as his eccentric former employer who made him assist his daughter and clean his toilet more times than he can count--and later, the man who raised his sister into adulthood. Either way, Apollo can't help but have a close bond with those at the Wright Anything Agency. After all, they were the people who took him in and stood by his side after he lost his job at the Gavin Law Office.

Phoenix, meanwhile, sees Apollo as a talented young lawyer he was grateful to have work for the Agency--and not so much his son, but his daughter's brother. Taking him under his wing gave him the inspiration and optimism to pursue law again, and he's massively proud of how accomplished Apollo is as a lawyer. They occasionally call each other, especially Apollo when he seeks advice on running his own law firm and handling his own employees in Khura'in.

When it comes to Phoenix's younger kids, Apollo only sees them around Christmas and doesn't think much of them besides being another part of his former Boss' strange life--that is, Phoenix becoming a father again after raising Trucy for fifteen years.

The kids also don't think all too much about Apollo other than that he once worked in their dad's law office and that he's close to Trucy. The news of him being their elder sister's brother didn't exactly make it to them. Even when Gregory is sent to Khura'in by Edgeworth to spend time with Nayuta--as he is also a son in a family of spirit mediums--Gregory still doesn't learn that Apollo is his sister's brother. He only thinks he's part of the Khura'in royal family that spent some of his youth in America.

Thank you so much for the questions! Sorry this took so long to answer! (´▽`")❤️

[justsomeaithings]

Title: Eternal Triangle

In the quiet, ancient village of Thalassa, by the shores of a sea that mirrored the sky, they met for the first time—or so they believed. He was a fisherman, rugged and strong, with eyes that held the mysteries of the deep. She was the healer’s daughter, her touch gentle, her laughter a balm to the weary. They were drawn to each other with a force as inevitable as the tide. They did not know, could not know, that their love was eternal, a thread woven through the tapestry of time.

Beside them, there was another. A man whose presence seemed as constant as the stars. He was neither a fisherman nor a healer, neither friend nor foe. He was simply there, like a shadow cast by an unseen flame.

The bustling market of ancient Alexandria teemed with life. Scholars debated under colonnades, merchants hawked their wares, and in the midst of the chaos, they found each other again. He was a scholar, lost in the pursuit of knowledge, his fingers stained with ink. She was a dancer, her movements a symphony of grace and passion. Their eyes met across a crowded street, and time seemed to still.

In the background, there he was, the same man. This time, he wore the garb of a merchant, but his eyes betrayed an ageless wisdom. He watched them, a silent observer of their reunion, his expression unreadable.

Paris, during the Revolution, was a city of tumult and change. She was a seamstress, her hands skilled in mending the torn fabric of a nation. He was a soldier, his heart heavy with the burden of war. Their love was a flicker of light in the darkness, a defiant act of hope amidst despair.

The third man was there too, in the guise of a revolutionary, his motives as inscrutable as ever. He fought alongside them, his loyalty unquestionable, yet his purpose remained a mystery.

In the neon-lit streets of 21st century Tokyo, their paths crossed once more. He was a musician, his soul poured into every note he played. She was a photographer, capturing the fleeting beauty of the world through her lens. Their connection was instantaneous, a spark that ignited a blaze.

The man was still there, now a businessman, blending into the background of their lives. He watched them with an intensity that suggested he knew more about their story than he let on.

They lived and loved, died and were reborn, over and over. Each time, their souls recognized one another, and each time, he was there. Sometimes he offered a helping hand, sometimes he simply watched, and sometimes he seemed to guide them towards each other, a silent architect of their fate.

It was in a small, forgotten village, in a future that had yet to come, that they finally confronted him. They stood together, hand in hand, their love a shield against the unknown.

“Who are you?” the woman asked, her voice steady.

The man smiled, a sad, knowing smile. “I am the keeper of your story,” he said softly. “In every life, I am tasked with ensuring you find each other. It is my purpose, my penance, my duty.”

“Why?” the man asked, confusion and curiosity mingling in his gaze.

“Because once, long ago, I separated you,” he replied, his voice heavy with regret. “And now, I am bound to bring you back together, until the end of time.”

They stared at him, understanding dawning. He was the reason for their eternal love, and the reason they could never fully escape their cycle. He was their guardian and their curse, their past and their future.

“Thank you,” the woman said finally, her voice filled with a strange mix of gratitude and sorrow.

The man nodded, his eyes shimmering with unshed tears. “Go, live your lives. Love as you always have. I will be here, watching over you, until the end of time.”

And so, they did. Their love, eternal and unbreakable, carried them through the ages. And he, the third man, the silent observer, fulfilled his penance, bound by a love he could never claim for his own, yet destined to protect forever.

Two lovers have reincarnated throughout history, destined to find each other and fall in love all over again. There’s also this third guy that reincarnates alongside them… we don’t really know what he does.

[xasha777]

In the year 2214, humanity had reached for the stars and begun colonizing distant planets. Among the pioneers was Captain Elara Kent, a seasoned astronaut known for her calm demeanor and unyielding resolve. The blue glow of her helmet reflected the starlit night of Thalassa, an ocean world teeming with potential yet fraught with danger.

Elara had been chosen to lead a mission of unprecedented importance: the enforcement and expansion of the Treaty of Lisbon, a document reborn in the 23rd century to govern interstellar relations and ensure peace among Earth's burgeoning colonies. This modern Treaty of Lisbon was not just a diplomatic accord; it was a guiding principle for humanity's expansion, advocating for the sustainable and ethical exploration of new worlds.

As Elara stood on the icy shores of Thalassa, her mind raced with the responsibilities she bore. The Treaty required careful negotiation with the sentient species of the planets they encountered, balancing human needs with respect for alien cultures and ecosystems. Tonight, she was about to meet with the Elders of Thalassa, a species known as the Thalassians, who had evolved a sophisticated underwater civilization.

The journey had not been easy. As Elara gazed at the palm trees swaying in the cold wind, she remembered the challenges they faced. The Thalassians, although peaceful, were wary of outsiders. They valued their autonomy and had a deep connection to their oceanic world, which they viewed as a living entity. Convincing them to join the Treaty would require not just words, but actions that proved humanity's commitment to coexistence.

Elara's suit, equipped with advanced environmental controls, kept her warm as she waited for the Thalassian delegation. The suit was more than just protection; it was a symbol of human ingenuity and adaptability. The reflective surface of her helmet displayed constellations, a reminder of the vastness of space and the many worlds yet to be explored.

A soft hum interrupted her thoughts. The Thalassians emerged from the water, their bioluminescent bodies glowing in the moonlight. They communicated through a series of melodic tones, translated by the AI embedded in Elara's suit. The leader of the delegation, Elder Tahl, approached her, his eyes reflecting the same curiosity and caution that she felt.

"Welcome, Captain Elara Kent," Tahl's voice resonated through the translator. "We have observed your presence and the respect with which you treat our world. Speak to us of this Treaty of Lisbon."

Elara took a deep breath, her voice steady. "Elder Tahl, the Treaty of Lisbon represents humanity's commitment to peace, cooperation, and mutual respect. It is our promise to you that we seek not to conquer, but to coexist. We offer our knowledge and technology to aid your people, and in return, we ask for your wisdom and guidance as we explore this world together."

Tahl considered her words, the silence filled with the gentle lapping of waves. "Your words carry weight, Captain. But actions speak louder. Show us that you mean what you say. Help us protect our home, and we will consider your Treaty."

Elara nodded, understanding the gravity of the task ahead. The Thalassians had a point; trust was earned through deeds, not just words. Over the following months, she and her team worked closely with the Thalassians, sharing technology to help clean their oceans from the pollutants left by previous, less considerate visitors. They built desalination plants, offered medical aid, and learned the Thalassians' ways, always mindful of their customs and traditions.

Slowly but surely, a bond of trust formed. The Thalassians saw that the humans were sincere in their desire to protect and preserve their world. On the day the Treaty was signed, Elara stood beside Elder Tahl, a sense of accomplishment washing over her.

"The Treaty of Lisbon will be our guide as we move forward, together," Tahl declared, his voice echoing through the gathering. "Let this be a new dawn for both our peoples, a symbol of what we can achieve when we unite in peace."

As the stars shone brightly over Thalassa, Elara knew that this was only the beginning. The galaxy was vast, with countless worlds and civilizations to discover. But tonight, under the shimmering constellations, humanity had taken a significant step towards a future where peace and cooperation were the cornerstones of their interstellar journey.

[the-littlest-kojin]

Another prompt: Thalassa sees Fae for the first time. Maybe sees her when she's with Lahabrea?

Mitron and Thalassa's heads both snap up as one as an alarm fills the halls of Icthyology. Immediately, the Convocation member gets to his feet, a gesture from him directing Thalassa to place the creation they had been examining back into the water. Scant minutes later, the pair walk into Phytobiology, the source of the alarm. Halmarut, the Convocation member responsible for Phytobiology, is casting a spell of restraint upon a massive green figure, wreathed in plantlife and tentacles, giving off an acrid smell. Across the chamber, Thalassa sees the unmistakable mask of Lahabrea, flanked by his own student just as Mitron is - clearly, the alarm sounded in Phantomology as well. Looking at the woman standing next to the Speaker curiously as her mentor goes to confer with Halmarut, Thalassa tilts her head in curiosity. While the other student is masked, her cowl is down - and her hair appears to be enchanted to float behind her in a vast trail, velvet-black and shimmering with the supporting magicks. Her stance speaks of some kind of hesitancy or fear - although of what, given her mentor's infamously brusque demeanour, Thalassa cannot imagine.

As Mitron returns to her side, gesturing for Thalassa to follow him back to their own work, she quickly obeys, opening her mouth immediately.

"I saw you staring," he says, cutting her off. "Her name is Fae, and she has a gift for Phantomology that is second only to Lahabrea himself."

Slowly, Thalassa blinks. "I... Was staring?" "You were. But I don't think it was noticeable to anybody but myself."

Frowning and pulling her cowl up further, ensuring that nothing of her face can be seen, the Word of Mitron turns her mind to the puzzle this other student presents to her curious mind. What was she afraid of?

[mermaidsirennikita]

from Laura Thalassa's Apocalypse books, which hero is your fave? Mine is Pestilence, the only bitchy/asshole-ish one of the four, and I credit your influence lmao. you got me into romance and so far I've clocked 30 books this year

Omg thank you!! That warms my heart, truly. Needed to hear it.

And my favorite is Pestilence too. I love a bitch, as we know lol, and I love a virgin, and he is both of those things. I think my favorite scene of the whole book is when he's like I GAVE YOU MY ESSENCE. He's such a drama queen.

I also really love that his general... lack of knowledge... leads to some unintentionally (I mean, Thalassa intended it but he didn't) hot scenes? Like there's one where they're bathing together without intending to be sexual--like I don't think they've had sex at that point--and he kind of just starts messing with her tits out of like... curiosity lmao. Like just touching them and licking them and shit and the heroine is like "bro what the fuck am I supposed to do with this".

WHAT CAN I SAY. I LIKE THAT SHIT. I YAM WHO I YAM.

[rald5in]

A Father's Concern (1/3)

[i-overanalyze-musicals]

part of your world

First off, I LOVE this song. SO much

Second, for canon characters, I think this kind of gives me Jemima vibes. Because of the innocence and curiosity. 

And I hope this isn’t overstepping, but it also reminds me of @the-rum-tum-hatter’s oc, Thalassa. (which she did mention in her summary of Thalassa but still). And with a more angsty twist, I think this song could also possibly work for Criselody. 

[thetakenpokemon]

Callan@Iniko: "... Queen Thalassa? Your Highness, what brings you-- ... oh." The tall Milotic warrior hesitates, the excitement and curiosity in his eyes yielding to shock, and then fallen into embarrassment. Clearing his throat, he addresses, "... Er... forgive me, madame. I... mistook you for, er, someone else. Still..." with a cleared conscience, he asks, "... 'tis not often I see a -hybrid- of Tapu Fini. Tell me... what powers dost a maiden like yourself wield with such blended heredity?"

[PoV: Iniko]

Another voice speaks to my person, catching me fairly by surprise. I didn’t quite expect for the locals to actually be approaching me, since I was quite sure that I was the one that needed to come to them...

What really confuses me is that the speaker addresses me with such familiarity, yet the name that they utter is completely unknown.

...Queen? Surely they don’t mean me.

When I turn to look at the individual, I find myself blinking a few times as I look at what I could describe as to be ‘the finest the sea has to offer’. As quite stunning as he appears to be, I don’t recognize him at all. From the looks of his expression morphing into something akin to embarrassment, it shows that he too realizes that we have never met.

I myself couldn’t help but be flustered, but mostly due to the fact that he mistook me for someone else. This...is definitely a first.

“It is quite fine.” I say with an awkward chuckle, waving him off. “If I must say? It is quite a surprise that you’ve mistaken me for another, since it’s an occurrence that I can’t say have ever happened before.”

So it seems that there are still other Tapu Fini out in the world, or at a least hybrid of some sort. Hearing this...actually makes feel a bit relieved, to know that not all of the Legendary Pokemon in the world have disappeared.

I find myself driven from my thoughts as the anthromorphic Milotic asks me a question, making the gaze of my blue eyes snap onto him.

“Maiden? There is no need to address me as such.” I wave him off for a second time, my face threatening to gain a red hue. “Well...” As I focus on the question, I feel myself slowly regain my composure. “For my abilities...? As a bearer of Tapu Fin-” I stop myself, remembering that there are multiples out there. “...As a bearer of a Tapu Fini, I possess a multitude of powers that such a Legendary would normally wield.”

I open a palm, the action causing a small stream of white mist to drift out into the air. “Like them, I wield the power of water. Be it to conjure and wield its shapeless form or to utilize it in its gaseous state - which is mist.” I close my palm, causing the growing cloud of fog that’s surrounding my arm to dissipate. “Additionally I can breathe and move freely in water. I also possess the ability to purify large bodies of it as well, regardless of pollution levels.” There’s a twinge of pride when I say this, since I’ve purified a couple of severally polluted rivers during my visits in the outside world. “It’s a power I share with Phinelia, who’s the bearer of Suicu-” I stop myself, not sure if I should continue. Although I’ve been told that there’s not really a reason to hide the existence of the other Sisters, I feel a bit uncomfortable with bringing up the fact.

Diverting the subject, I continue. “And...I wouldn’t necessarily call this ability, but I sustain myself by absorbing the energy that’s derived from moving water. Although I can obtain sustenance from things such as rivers and streams, ocean currents is what satisfies me the most. I tend to make do with whatever I find, since I can’t...well...” I gesture to my face, or more specifically my lack of mouth. “...You get the picture.”

One thing I left out is the fact that my power is most strongest when I’m on my home island, since that is where the source of my power originates. Even though I’m technically far stronger than most individuals on the outside world, this is info that should probably be left to ourselves.

...Hopefully Miyako isn’t running her mouth to others about this.

Realizing that my expression has shifted into one of annoyance, I quickly shake my head and let out another awkward laugh. “But that is essentially my Tapu Fini side. Since I was originally a normal Medicham, I still retain several skills from that side. I’d like to think that I’m some of the best of my kind when it comes to martial arts, which is further enhanced by the power of a Legendary.”

I’ve left out a few things, but this should be more than enough to satisfy his question...hopefully. “I believe that summarizes what I’m capable of, albeit without me getting into the specifics. Although...”

At this point I’m unable to contain my curiosity, and like an open book it’s definitely spelled clearly across my face too. “You mentioned of a Queen? Thalassa was her name, correct?” I subconsciously take a few steps towards him, my eyes brimming with fascination. “It is a first for me to hear of another Legendary that exists in this world, most especially one who is related to Tapu Fini. Could you tell me about her?” Realizing that I may be overstepping a possible boundary, I quickly take a few steps back and raise my hands in a disarming manner. “...If you’re fine with indulging such information to me, that is!”

Sheesh, so much for saving face and keeping a calm and serene image. First my ‘mask’ got blown to pieces by a cloud-like dog, and now this. I do hope that if the original owner of my power isn’t somehow watching me right now, otherwise I’d have the feeling that she would be very...very disappointed in my behavior.

Another thought occurs to me and I can’t help but mentally kick myself, another strike that said originator of my power would probably be disappointed for. “Also... I believe I’ve forgotten to introduce myself as well, I apologize for my rudeness.” I place my hands together and give a bow, albeit a rather quick one. “My name is Iniko, it is a pleasure to meet your acquaintance.”

[jacklyn-flynn]

17 Questions!

Thank you @elveny and @cartadwarfwithaheartofgold for the tags! I don’t have time to do them often but I love being included in these things!

nicknames: Jacks and Tante (tawn-tah)

zodiac: Taurus

height: 5’ 3”

last thing i looked up: I don’t know if it counts but I just asked my Google home why it was so fucking cold outside. (Spoiler: she didn’t know the answer)

song stuck in my head: Sound of Silence by Pentatonix

no. of followers: 231?!

amount of sleep: As much as I can get. It is, without exaggeration, my favorite pastime. That odd place between sleep and waking is the best for daydreaming.

lucky number: 26

favourite instrument: Violin

favourite song: This is, actually, an impossible question. 

dream job: Puppy petter. 

aesthetic: Anyone ever heard of a cabinet of curiosities? That’s my aesthetic. Just a hot mess of random, weird, morbid things. 

favourite author: I can’t possibly pick one, but my top three (non-fanfic) authors are Grace Draven, Laura Thalassa and the duo who wrote two of my favorite books of all time, Douglas Preston and Lincoln Child. 

favourite animal noise: That little brrup noise that cats make and that exaggerated sigh happy dogs give when they fall asleep. 

random: When I was 15 my house burned down. I later married a firefighter (8 years yesterday!) but those two things are completely unrelated!

Tagging: (people who have probably already done it or been tagged) @charlatron @kemvee @kittimau @schoute @pookydraws @bigfan-fanfic @lostinfantasies38 @froschkuss @gaymingbinosaur @jellysharkbat @princessvicky01 @tessa1972 @wardenari and I hope so many more just because!

[crtalley]

'Golden Blood' for the fic title ask ^^

Golden Blood

Naith has done deep-ocean hauls since she was a kid, pulling the remains of ancient sunken cities up from the radioactive depths of Thalassa. She’s no stranger to long periods of silence and darkness, accompanied only by AI and the barest whisper of life in the water around her. It’s lonely, but it’s life.

But then she finds something different on one of her hauls: a pressure-sealed casket holding a mobile cryo-chamber, something that she’s only seen in rusted-out remnants and plasticine replicas. To the right buyer, it’s worth more than the blood-price of her whole town combined. She tests her limited power reserves, carefully extracting it from the debris and pulling it to the surface.

Only then does she realize it’s still occupied. The person inside is as much a pre-disaster artifact as the casket itself; when she brings it to the ruling council, they measure the sleeper’s blood-price in gold, not steel or power. But where the council intends to keep the sleeper as a curiosity on display, Naith thinks they would have so much more to add to the anchored cities and the traveling armadas of Thalassa—

And she’ll risk everything to wake them.

→ new adult / scifi / far-future post-apocalypse / ocean-bound cities / waking the sleeper / stranger in a strange land

send me a title and i’ll tell you what i would write for it //

[angelrider13]

In Sea of Lotuses, re: Thalassa and bowing (or rather the absence thereof). "'Bow to others in reverence and respect, but never in slavery.'" Thalassa recites, heading turning until she stares, bird-like, at the watching Cultivators from one sunset-bright eye. "What have you done, that I should respect you?" There is honest curiosity in her voice.

@hamelin-born

Now I’m just picturing people trying to reason with Thalassa about why she should bow to them. And for them, those reasons are synonymous with her respecting them.

Cultivator: it’s polite

Thalassa: that’s not a reason

Cultivator: it’s tradition

Thalassa: that’s not a reason

Cultivator: i’m your superior

Thalassa: *unimpressed eyebrow raise* that’s not a reason

Cultivator: i’m your elder

Thalassa: *amused smirk* that’s not a reason

(And the entire time, JC and NHS and NMJ are in the background watching these arguments. They make bets about them. NHS wins most often.)

None of the reasons given are anything related to respect - not as Thalassa defines it. Because the kind of respect they are demanding from her is the kind that must be earned. The kind of respect they are demanding from her is the kind that in their society is traditionally just given. But Thalassa doesn’t work like that. She will never let anyone dictate who she should give her respect. Or how she should demonstrate it. Because she respects people in this new world she’s currently living in. That doesn’t mean she’s going to be bowing to them anytime soon.

In fact, the ones she respects are perfectly fine with her lack of bowing. They’ve listened to her reasons and accepted them. They don’t need her to bow to them to know that she respects them as a person. They understand that just by interacting with her. Everyone else can try to talk her around until they are blue in the face, but Thalassa will just laugh at them. Some of them even start refusing to bow to her. As if that’s a slight that would bother her. Well joke’s on them - that just makes her laugh harder.

[pinkdogplushie]

I'm just gonna throw this out there

Return to Tomorrow is a genuinely good episode (Roddenberry's interference because he was one of Those Atheists aside). But I think it would have been more notorious if Scotty had been one of the chosen descendants for the minds to occupy.

Why should the aliens content themselves with possessing bodies to aid the crew in building mechanical bodies when they could possess the actual engineer and build them themselves? If they wanted Kirk to have his big speech and be a protagonist, he could still be Sargon's descendant. However, Sargon's area of expertise would be more along the lines of diplomacy or education, meaning he wouldn't know how to build a mechanical body but would be able to instruct Kirk on their purpose and the benefits of the possesion with no problems.

Scotty's ancestor, then, would probably be Sargon's advisor and/or best friend. Pretty much the same role Spock has with Kirk. Spock could still get Henoch, and Ann Muldaur Thalassa, but Scotty's ancestor -let's call him Phaistor- would be Sargon's more excitable foil whose curiosity for the human ways knows no bounds, and who would be quite easily tempted to take over Scotty's body forever so he would not lose the sensations he had missed. Sargon would have to convince him to give back the body, but once he does, Phaistor accepts that there's still much to explore in the universe even as an energy being and departs Scotty just before Sargon and Thalassa say their final goodbye.

Idk bro, it would have made an already good episode a bit more interesting.

(Bonus points for some subtle flirting between Phaistor and Uhura, and Scotty later admitting he was partially to blame)

[raindrop-on-a-spiderweb]

Just finished Apollo Justice and whooooaaaaaa. Out of curiosity, what was your favorite part and who was your favorite character? Sorry for the non Ragnatela question.

Ah you finished it!!! Last part was a incredible wasn't it? I liked Thalassa and her whole plotline and how it factored into the final case. The Vera Misham mystery was my favorite part, I loved solving that. In fact, the whole final case was amazing period, I remember yelling YES at the climax and my mom asked me wtf I was yelling about. What about you?

[faemoria-arch]

@blackasteriia​ || Xion Put a 👫 in the vending machine , get four headcanons back

                    i . There are many places in Punjam Hy Loo where someone will see their reflection , and this is presumed to be a potential source of great discomfort to Xion during the time that she has no stable identity . So the room Xion stays in when still mostly bedridden at least is made free from clear reflective surfaces , and Tooth changes Xion out of her clothes one time       the first time she falls unconscious in Punjam Hy Loo , she is changed out of the Organization coat to ensure she doesn’t overheat       but otherwise leaves the option to Xion for when she feels strong enough to do it for sake of privacy . The signature black coat is also considered something that would make her uncomfortable early on , and is kept hanging in a closet with other outfits for Xion to find later . While she is there , the outfits provided are mostly slight-formal Thai garb .

               ii . At first Toothiana provides Xion food simply based on what is easiest to keep down and can provide at least the bare minimum of nutrition she needs to regain a little more energy each day . Which means lots of light but filling foods , like crackers and small pieces of fruit . But as Xion becomes more comfortable , lets her own personality show itself a little , and feels more convinced that she deserves to have any preference on the matter , they begin to learn what her favorite meals and treats are together .

                  iii . Toothiana’s faeries are the only constant form of available company , because Toothiana is regularly working or leaving the palace for some reason or another , and there are always some mini-faeries off shift at any give moment . But she always makes a point to personally check on Xion at least once a day , and when Xion is strong enough to leave the room , Tooth sets aside more time to offer her  should she want the interaction . Of course this rather quickly leads to the regular sessions of helping Xion with her memories , and sparring practice , as she only stays a month        At some point Tooth also starts to join her for eating a meal in the evening just for the pleasure of company . Sometimes Tooth tells her random stories during this time , or gives her a gift she brought from outside the palace ( Xion’s naturally curiosity and desire to understand things results in her receiving puzzles and books mostly , but also interesting toys and things like a journal for Xion to write in ) . Tooth doesn’t really talk about herself very much though , as she figures it would add unnecessary stress and distraction when they are working together .               iv . Tooth has Xion help carve and decorate her own memory box! She promises that even though it doesn’t have a use now , it will in the future . It is made of ivory and decorated with seashells .          Much later on , it is filled with thalassa shells , a popsicle stick with the word ‘winner’ , one of Tooth’s gold feathers , and a forget-me-not flower .