#ensis

[0w0whatisthis]

venia (white hair) (she/her) and ensis (black hair) (he/him currently, she/her back then) 100 years ago..... :<

[driften-sea-snake]

less than an hour into the dlc but i just fell into a cave with three goddamn dogs. was kinda mad about it but then i found some turtles chilling by a river. the carian followers of messmer brought their turtles with them. we’re so back folks

[kat-idk]

Days of Bloom - Cherry Blossom

Cherry blossoms are associated with kindness, gentleness, and the acceptance of transience and imperfection. It is the same qualities present in this skykid that allow her to give healing to so many.

[ensi-undertale]

Hey there! I really loved that imagine you did earlier and the fic looks great!

Tell me, for the skeletons of your choice, what would they do if a seagull snatched a hotdog out of their hand?

Thank you for the prompt!! I had so much fun with this, that I ended up making it into a set of drabbles. Hope you don't mind^^ I had a mighty need for the fluff.

Blue

‘AND THEN, WE SHOULD VISIT THE PIER. IT HAS AN ARCADE! YOU’D LIKE THAT WOULDN’T YOU BROTHER? …BROTHER?’

But Stretch wasn’t looking his way. His gaze was fixed on something just over Blue’s shoulder.

‘hey, watch-’

But it was too late. As Blue turned to see what he was staring at, the seagull honed in on the hot dog in his hand, swooped, and carried it away.

Stretch covered his mouth with his hand, stifling laughter. ‘o-oho. uhh… do you want mine?’

‘N-NO NO, THAT’S OKAY, PAPY. A HOT DOG IS ESSENTIAL ON A BEACH TRIP, AND I DON’T WANT YOU TO GO WITHOUT.’

‘thanks bro, but I thought it was fish and chips?’

‘…IS IT?’

Black

Black and Wolf were enjoying a late afternoon stroll on the beach, tucking into some hot dogs as the sun began to set.

‘SEE, BROTHER? THIS IS WHAT I TELLING YOU ABOUT THE SEASIDE AIR.’

Wolf sniffed pointedly. ‘hell yeah. that sure is some crispy air.’

Black batted one hand towards his brother. ‘KNOCK IT OFF, YOU TROGLODYTE.’

Unfortunately, in all the commotion the brothers missed the seagull darting towards them with intent. Black sidestepped the creature, but it was too late. It had stolen his hot dog.

He sighed.

‘you gonna let ‘im get away with that, bro?’

‘AM I…’ Black pinched his nasal ridge with his now very free hand. ‘YES PAPYRUS I AM, BECAUSE I’M NOT GOING TO SHOOT DOWN A BIRD IN PUBLIC FOR THE SAKE OF A HOT DOG.’

‘aw, that would’ve been funny.’

Black turned towards his brother incredulously. ‘DON’T YOU HAVE SOMEWHERE TO BE? GO TERRORISE SOME CHILDREN OR SOMETHING!’

Sans

And now, this was more Sans’s speed.

After 6 hours of surfing classes, sandcastles, arcades, and volleyball (most of which Sans didn’t actually do… rather watch), there was nothing like lazing around, tucking into a fresh hot dog.

As he raised the dog and took a bite, his brother screeched, reaching towards him.

‘ACK! DON’T LET IT-’

But it was too late. A massive seagull had just brazenly plucked it from his hand, and bumbled off. It could barely fly with all the extra weight in its beak.

Papyrus’s outstretched hand dropped. ‘-TAKE… IT.’

‘hot dog, i did not expect that.’

‘SANS.’

…

‘absolutely ungullievable.’

‘SANS!’

Axe

‘THIS WAS NICE, WASN’T IT BROTHER?’

Axe looked up from his hot dog towards Willow, who smiled down at him. ‘yeah, ‘s a good day out.’

Willow nodded, and stretched his arms behind him. ‘MHM… THE SUN IS REALLY GOOD FOR MY BONES!’

At that moment, a large seagull divebombed the pair, aiming straight for Axe’s food. He batted it away with his free hand, and the bird dodged, snapping the hot dog between its beak-

But it was too late.

Axe had grabbed it by the neck, tearing the bun out its mouth. Unsurprisingly, the hot dog was ripped in two. Clutching half, he watched the other fall onto the sand beside his brother.

He maintained eye contact with the bird as he downed his half in one.

When he was done, he let it go, and it flew away as quickly as it had come.

‘SANS, COULD YOU… COULD YOU NOT DO THAT IN PUBLIC?’

Coffee

The pair leaned closer together on the wall. Coffee cackled under his breath while Wine muttered comments about everyone that passed them by.

‘AND HER? SHE’S BEEN MAKING ADVANCES AT HIM ALL DAY BUT IT DIDN’T GET THROUGH HIS THICK SKULL. LOOK AT THE WAY SHE’S GLARING AT HIM.’

‘you’re awful, Sans,’ Coffee snickered.

 ‘IMAGINE GETTING ALL DOLLED UP IN THAT BIKINI FOR NOTHING.’

Coffee nodded as he took another bite of his hot dog. It did look like Wine was on the money there.

Distracted, he didn’t notice the gull swoop over his shoulder until it was too late. He squealed as the bird nipped at his food, sailing away and tossing the hot dog into its mouth.

‘OH MY.’

Coffee looked at his empty, outstretched hand.

‘…again?’

[katastrofiballadi]

Nyt kun tilaajat alkaa vihdoin saamaan kirjojaan, haluun kerrata koko jutun:

-Tilasin 10 kirjaa Saksassa olevasta painosta

-Aloin miettiä mikä kirjoilla kestää ja kun pengoin sähköpostia huomasin ilmoituksen (jota en ollut syystä x huomannut), että ne ovat jo lähteneet

-menin paketin seurantaan ja huomasin, että paketti oli tullut Helsinkiin ja jumittanut Helsingissä monta päivää. Teksti "yritämme saada koodin rakennukseen, jotta paketti voidaan toimittaa" toistui monta kertaa

-Lopulta viimeinen merkintä oli "paketti palautetaan lähettäjälle"

-Mikäli kyse oli mun ovikoodista niin kukaan ei ollut ottanut yhteyttä asiasta + mulla ei oo ovikoodia, jos olisin tajunnut, että paketti on lähtenyt olisin käynyt vaihtamassa vastaanottopaikan vieressä olevaan pisteeseen

-Laitoin painoon viestiä ja pyysin lähettämään paketin takaisin. Se luvattiin tehdä

-Kun paketista ei ollut hetkeen kuulunut otin uudestaan yhteyttä painoon. Sain kuulla, että paketti oli saapunut, mutta sisällä olevat kirjat olivat vaurioutuneet niin pahasti, että minulle luvattiin painaa uudet

-Aloin taas miettiä mikä kirjoilla kestää, joten otin yhteyttä painoon. Sain vastauksen, että kirjat ovat saapuneet perille (huomasin myöhemmin että olin saanut ilmotuksen omapostiin, mutta yleensä saan erillisen sähköpostin kun paketti lähtee ja kun se tulee perille)

-paketti ei ollut mennyt viereiseen pisteeseen vaan kauemmas

-yhden kirjan kansi oli taittunut postissa, mutta tässä kohtaan olin vain tyytyväinen että ne on saapunut

(Mut fr kiitos kaikille asiakaspalvelijoille jotka autto mua + kiitos että uudet kirjat painettiin ja lähetettiin ilmaiseksi oh god mikä sotku ja kiitos tilaajille jotka jakso odottaa (täällä tumpussa ainakin @mixinu @kuuttituutti ja @northflowerowo saatana mikä työmaa lmaooo))

Sit vaan seuraavaa kirjottaa

[sunderedstar]

a stand still stay silent round-up post

since I realized I have one for my IDW Transformers and my FFVII/Raksura core, but...not for the fandom where I wrote eight whole fic in a frenzy in the space of a single month in 2019.

if you want:

short, sweet, nothing over 10k words

a very cranky lady and her mute wildman forest husband who she found in a tree

multiple different explorations on sensory issues and the Hotakainens as a family unit

apparently the origin of the tag No Hotakainen Is Neurotypical (people are still using that tag to this day? damn son)

varying flavors of eye scream, possession, and body horror, post-apocalyptic troll style

moose!kade says hello

at least one fic that contains a mash up of Murderbot, Ancillary Justice, and Mass Effect elements to equal one AU

featuring Emil/Lalli: the one where they're asexual, the one where they're trans4trans before it was cool, the one where the best term of endearment they could come up with is the Finnish word for 'heart pinecone'

lalli with the power of the sun in the palm of his hand.gif

congratulations. you have found it.

series links

stand still stay silent - the full series

in the bitter foam and brackish streams - Onni snippet

in dreams a place of wind and flowers - Onni again, this time with feeling

hidden in deep sedge and reeds - Ensi, extended backstory edition; the one where she marries a guy who doesn't even speak Finnish

sunlight through deep moss-water - Lalli, a full alt adventure 2 exploration spinning off of Ensi's moose-omen from hidden in deep sedge and reeds

under slender apple-boughs - Emil/Lalli, the ace one

strung with subtle-colored hair - Emil/Lalli, the trans one

pale stains of dust and rust - Onni and Lalli, City of Hunger/Murderbot AU

on the salt-burnt sands - Emil/Lalli, low stakes relationship-focused fic

bonus:

It Echoes When I Breathe by @spockandawe - wow, what a twist! Onni/Emil longfic. 71k of a indulgent grief/depression/angst-heavy deep dive into Onni's psyche, have fun

my other fic round-up posts:

the triumph of time - Transformers IDW

raksura core - FFVII/Books of the Raksura

[a-softer-world-for-ssss]

did it hurt? when you clawed your way up from the depths of hell?

[owlete666]

[thatmintleaf]

Today I saw a guy walking a ferret and the ferret's name was FLEKI

[vieraslaji]

mun halu postata Hauskoja Tarinoita Itsestäni aina vaikeutetaan sillä et ei mitään kiinnostava ikinä käy mulle joten oon päätynyt että mun pitäis alkaa hyppäämään pelottaviin tilanteihin huvin vuoksi et osaan kirjoittaa niistä. tää varmasti ei päädy huonosti 👍

[silentworldarchives]

Ensi Illustration

[as8bakwthesage]

Anjou Ensis, AKA Courier Six

Age: 45 (looks like someone in their mid 20s because Deathling)

Pronouns: They/Them

Species: Deathling (former Human)

Bio: From a small community in rural New England, Anjou has traveled the east of the Wasteland, moving from community to community. About two and a half years before the events of FNV, they found themself in the Mojave. They got a job as a courier and has been there since.

They are crass and extremely blunt and brutally honest, but they can't help their big heart. Anjou is someone who tries so hard to act aloof and above it all, but when push comes to shove, they will do the right thing. They are a ride or die kind of person.

They also have ~trauma~, being rejected from their original community after becoming a Deathling at age 15 and accidentally killing a few of their people. Alongside this, they've been through a lot in the past 30 years.

They hate the Legion with a burning passion and they have no love for the NCR. They believe that the Legion is objectively worse, but that the NCR and the Legion are both imperialistic colonisers who are morally corrupt. The Brotherhood of Steel they don't care for much, but so long as they stay out of Anjou's way, then they are fine. The Great Khans and them have a cordial relationship. Any independent community in the Mojave Anjou treats with respect and are generally liked by these communities.

Anjou usually avoids showing their face and tends to wear their black linen robes and facial covering. They have burn scars on their face, neck, upper torso, and hands/lower arms from touching and drinking radiation infested water which turned them into a Deathling.

[driften-sea-snake]

me: bitch ass phalanx

glintblade: the fuck did you just say?

[folkdevilism]

[ensi-undertale]

Don’t mind me screaminGGGGGG

My new undermeow coffee plushie from @wolfbeestudio is here, customs let him through quickly because he’s such a special boy~

THANK YOU for the sticker and for making these beautiful plushies of my best boy. They’re SO high quality, and unique, and gorgeous. You’d best believe when I saw coffee cat on the side of the box I snatched it from my OH and went full gremlin

Psssst, there’s still some on Etsy guys 💛🖤

[kat-idk]

Ensi

last updated 4/17/25

Ensi (they/them) is a Skykid who was born in the Hidden Forest, during the Season of Prophecy. They used to be a guide in the Forest, until they suffered a period of dark plant corruption that damaged their body considerably after they had to push themselves to their limit to save a moth from a dark plant-covered nest of crabs that the poor thing had stumbled into. They have noticeably less stamina than before, pretty poor eyesight (nearsighted) and the scars still sting like Eden shards if they are hit by rain. Which is kind of an issue if your job revolves around being in the Forest, running around.. in the rain..

So, after getting the proper treatment and potion prescription, they temporarily moved in with Zia and Mirri, who lived in the Valley of Triumph, to recover. Zia was a musician, and one day they asked Zia to teach them how to play music. They learned surprisingly quickly. Who knew that Ensi’s actual talent was in music, huh? After Zia’s disappearance (later confirmed to be death) and Mirri moving out to go to the Wasteland seeking.. Revenge? Some sort of purpose? They don’t know why, and they really tried to convince Mirri to not go down a path of self-destruction. They really did. But either way, that house in the Village of Dreams became Ensi’s. They became a musician in the Valley, and during this period between Zia’s death and the Season of Performance, they met Adair, who was at the time trying to wrangle a group of particularly energetic moths he had picked up. Ensi, being a former guide themselves, decided to help him get through the Valley a bit more smoothly by joining him for the duration of the realm. They told him about how they were a guide once, a few pointers on how to keep moths by his side, and the two exchanged candles. That’s how Ensi and Adair became friends.

When the Village Theater opened, Ensi joined the Theater Troupe as one of their musicians. At this point in time, they specialized in the bass harp. (And I guess the harp too, but they prefer bass instruments.) Shortly before Kat joined, they shifted fully to being a part of the Troupe. When Kat was introduced to Ensi, initially things were going well, until Ensi mentioned that they used to be a guide. Then things immediately went south and Kat suddenly started hating their guts. Things have been worked out though and she’s friends with them now.

trivia

They know how to do woodworking. They made the cello bow they use in performances themselves, actually.

They have intermediate level ability with manipulation of pure light

Ensi doesn’t use the physical strength they have to fight (they were a guide who was flying and running all the time, and now they play an instrument that definitely requires work from the arms. Do not underestimate this skykid) but who needs to fight when you can become the enemy’s therapist somehow like 50% of the time?