#exploding goldfish

[hazelkjt]

Pride

Putting all of my OCs on this post because it's my blog and I can do what I want.

In order we got: Hazel Kha Claire Ashe Derrrinall Evramont Exploding Goldfish E'venna Zekiel

If you aren't aware of what the shirts all represent then this is the perfect chance to do some research! Happy Pride Month everyone!

[qara-wen]

VIERAPRIL 【第 4 天】 DANGER

BANG BANG // there goes your heart ♫

feat. @exploding-fish

[exploding-fish]

Fish and @qara-wen's most recent attempt at convincing @captain-styr to let them convert The Enduring Deeds into an airship. So far: unsuccessful

[captain-styr]

Sundown in Port

"So, then's I tells 'em, 'Arm and a leg? Me brother in Hydaelyn, I be takin' all yer limbs!'"

For day 2 of Captain Styr Week, we have Styr with two of his favorite crew mates in La Noscea, @exploding-fish and @qara-wen ! This was a simple shot I did that I fell in love with. Plus, casual Styr is a dream *sigh*

[incorrect-hs-quotes]

FEFERI: O)(, T)(-E SW-E-ET IRONY OF )(IS D-EATH, D-ESIGN-ED FOR T)(IS LIF-E, Y-ET N-EV-ER M-EANT TO -ENDUR-E IT.

ERIDAN: wwhat happened

FEFERI: I DROPP-ED A GOLDFIS)( CRACK-ER IN T)(-E BATHTUB 38(

[plutonium-love]

Ricky Lafleur

[mushiimune]

hi :') what are blink and mush's favorite and least favorite things about each other? & how do they make up after they fight/disagree/hurt the other person?

helo 👁️👁️ unrelated to your ask but Tumblr user sarahjacobs I love your art very much... .. ..

Blink loves being around Mush because he's sunshine, packed tight into a person (his good looks are a fortunate plus). The same trait that occasionally confounds him, he treasures. Maybe it's a side effect of being friends so long, or maybe Blink has been trained to relax at the sight of Mush's face, because he knows good things are to come. There are a lot of things in life Blink isn't sure about, but what he knows is that a world where Mush is unhappy is not one he ever wants to visit.

Mush appreciates all the little things in life enough for the both of them. He has hope, and holds it tight. Blink admires that. He wishes he were that optimistic.

Mush likes Blink most for how resilient he is. They see the world through different eyes, but from the very beginning, all it took was one look for Mush to know Blink was a fighter, in more ways than one. Blink could make a boring day exciting. He saw something he wanted, he went after it. Mush admires that a lot.

In his youth, Mush couldn't count the number of times he was told what he was, and where he was going to stay, no matter what he did to try and change his fate. He found the only thing he could control was himself, and the way he viewed the world. He grew up feeling small and helpless. Blink changed that.

The downside of Blink's determination is his hair-trigger temper. He tends to batter anybody who even vaguely pokes fun at him. In a second, his mood can change from docile to volatile, and Mush is often the one who has to calm him down, because nobody else cares to try.

It works, of course, because in a symphony of voices, Mush is the only one that Blink ever hears. Mush knows Blink cares about him, trusts him and his judgement more than anybody else. It's control, in a way—the thing Mush lacks. And it scares him. He doesn't trust himself. He doesn't have all the answers. Or much of any at all, as a matter of fact. Mush simply doesn't want Blink to get hurt.

And as for making up after a fight:

Mush is the type of guy who takes a couple days to think, and formulate a good response. Blink, on the other hand, is the same way with apologies that he is with most other things in life: hasty and flustered.

His relationship with Mush is the most important thing in Blink's life. The slightest hint of disturbance in their carefully crafted peace, and Blink can't think. He can't breathe, can't eat, can't sleep. He's tossing and turning, pacing around and dragging hands through his hair in a futile attempt to calm himself down. He'll say anything he needs in order to make Mush happy.

Unfortunately, Mush can tell when Blink is just saying what he wants to hear, and when he's truly being sincere. He'd much rather Blink be honest with him, and actually reflect, instead of spewing excuses and promises to change and be better.

When Blink knows he's wrong, or he's done something bad, he apologizes to Mush right away. Even if he doesn't particularly regret throwing a punch or two, what he does regret is making Mush upset.

When Mush does something wrong, he gets a bit sullen, but hides his face against Blink's shoulder and tells him he's sorry.

Mush is the only person in the world Blink's willing to work on himself for. At the end of the day, they always manage to make up within a day or two. They cannot live without each other for long.

[hummingbird-games]

who wants to steal my laptop and hammer out the rest of these outlines??

anyone???

...any takers???

...what do you mean I have to do this mYSELF!!!!

[zero-is-nebulous]

Late posting artfight attacks (real)

Kiri belongs to @dizzyfish777 !!!

[percijester]

😦

[hazelkjt]

OC Introductory Post

Hello, and thank you for stopping by my blog! I'm Hazel and this is my main character for everything FFXIV related, from raiding to rp'ing. My pronouns are he/him, I'm an early 20's college student still trying to figure out what to do with my life, but I'm getting there!

I had mentioned this before but I'll reiterate it here: this blog was originally just for my main FFXIV OC, Hazel Kha, but because trying to manage multiple blogs was pushing me away from doing anything with these character I'm consolidating this one to have all of my OCs on it rather than just one. Those old blogs will remain up to keep the content from disappearing but I will not be utilizing them anymore. I'm sorry if you followed me here exclusively for the Hazel stuff, she will still be the main focus of most of my posts here but there will be others posted up here and there.

I'm situated on Zalera (Crystal) and spend most of my time either raiding or taking GPose shots, but regardless I look forward to seeing everyone's creativity here on the Tumbles.

Anyways, onto the intro bits to them all below the Read More

Hazel Kha

Age: 24

Race: Xaela Au Ra

Height: 6'4"/193cm

Nameday: 25th Sun of the First Umbral Moon (February 22nd)

Gender: Female (She/Her)

Sexuality: Bisexual

Carrd: Here!

A young hunter and warrior of the Kha tribe, Hazel is a proud daughter of the Azim Steppe who has always longed to see more, to do more. Through her mother's collection of foreign books and literature she came to daydream and wonder of the lands beyond the Steppe. Her desire for adventure high a fever pitch when coming into possession of a wandering samurai's soul crystal, and all the memories and knowledge it contained. She would hold on to the stone dearly for years, until one fateful day she had a chance encounter of a lifetime and through it found her way across the waters to Eorzea. After arriving she found herself under the employment of the Sharlayan scholar Nolanel Corbeaux, working as both research assistant and hired hand to help defend against threats. Not long after Hazel finds herself under the tutelage of Lia Amelune of Ishgard, retired Dragoon and head of her own noble house. Extremely curious and adventurous by nature, Hazel's love of the unknown is matched only by her competitiveness. Idealistic and prideful, Hazel takes to each new day with excitement and wonder in her eye.

Claire Ashe (Claire Bas Syndris)

Age: 29

Race: Garlean

Height: 6'2"/188cm

Nameday: 17th Sun of the Third Astral Moon (May 17th)

Gender: Female (She/Her)

Sexuality: Lesbian

A pureblooded Garlean who spent most of her childhood and teenage years living in Ala Mhigo under Garlean occupation. She grew up befriending many of the Ala Mhigan children there without her parents knowing. After her two closest friends were beaten to death in the streets, Claire revoked her family name and fled the city, no longer disillusioned by the Garlean propaganda she was fed her entire life. She traveled to Ul'dah and came into contact with the Lemures, where she was then trained by Drusilla as a Reaper. With her training and pact with the Voidsent Sidian, Claire aided in the revolution to liberate Ala Mhigo from Garlean control. She now works aboard the merchant ship The Enduring Deeds as a deckhand and the ship's main cook. She wears a bandana at all times to hide her third eye, paranoid over the general consensus most people have of Garleans. She puts up a cold and harsh exterior, which as of this point might not be as much of an act anymore, but underneath is a truly kind soul afraid of being hurt and hurting others just from existing.

Derrinall Evramont

Age: 33 (physically)

Race: Duskwight Elezen (also Ashkin/Undead)

Height: 6'7"/201cm

Nameday: 9th Sun of the First Astral Moon (January 9th)

Gender: Male (He/Him)

Sexuality: Pansexual

Derrinall Evramont originally lived during the final years of Gelmorra. His family were that of knights, dedicated to serving the people, though unfortunately his life was not lost in service of this oath. Sickness claimed him a few years before the total fall of Gelmorra, his soul adrift yet still holding strong to his memory and sense of self for centuries...that is, until he was brought back to the star for reasons he did not know. When he awoke again he wandered the ruins of the crypt he was buried in, eventually stumbling upon two he would learn to be kindred spirits, in a way. The two strangers helped him to recover even as he kept his personal information close to his chest, eventually pointing him to work and housing in Ishgard. He found work under Lia Amelune, both as house servant and a member of the House's ranks of knights. Derrinall's previous experience as a knight of Gelmorra saw him quickly rise through the ranks to become Captain, a title he holds with pride and only the occasional harassment of the Lady he serves.

E'venna Zekiel

Age: 22

Race: Seeker of the Sun Miqo'te

Height: 5'4"/162cm

Nameday: 3rd Sun of the Sixth Astral Moon (November 3rd)

Gender: Female (She/Her)

Sexuality: Straight

E'venna Zekiel is the eldest daughter of five children. After her father was tempered by Ifrit and subsequently killed, she took it upon herself to help her mother care for her younger siblings, specifically her triplet younger sisters. It wasn't an easy road to get where she and her family are now, especially in a place such as Ul'dah. E'venna began her "career" in back alley fights, as she had always been scrappy in a brawl. After getting into an impromptu fight outside the Pugilist's Guild she was offered membership, and upon joining took it upon herself to partake in Coliseum matches. The shine of her golden hair is matched only by her bright smile and optimistic personality. Combined with her unorthodox and playful fighting style in matches and soon E'venna had earned her the nickname "The Dancing Coeurl" from dedicated fans of her's. Her tournament winnings are a major boon to the family, with it they are able to put the three youngest through a formal education. Her family members almost all strongly disapprove of E'venna's line of work she can't imagine herself doing anything but. She's found her place, and that's in the ring.

Exploding Goldfish

Age: 36

Race: Hellsguard Roegadyn

Height: 7'2"/218cm

Nameday: 30th Sun of the Third Umbral Moon (June 28th)

Gender: Male (He/Him)

Sexuality: AroAce

Exploding Goldfish, simply known as "Fish" by most everyone, was born to a family of miners in Uldah. Throughout his life he was surrounded by heavy machinery, sparking a lifelong love of machines and inventing. His youth was spent learning everything he could about technology. His studies eventually paid off and he scored the job of his dreams working as part of Garlond Ironworks...for a while. An accident during a project cost Fish partial vision in his left eye and his position in the company. Scarred and humiliated, he drifted for months before finally finding secure work and pay at Wolves' Den Pier. Fish spent his time maintaining the machines used in "Rival Wings" competitions, and when he wasn't working on repairs he was drowning his self-pity in alcohol. It wasn't all for nothing, however. While at Wolves' Den, Fish chanced upon meeting a scrawny Viera living under the pier; Qara Wen. It took some coaxing but eventually Fish was able to befriend him, and over time that friendship evolved into brotherhood. And so when Fish was recruited to join the merchant ship The Enduring Deeds, his one request was that Qara be welcomed aboard as well.

Perseverance "Percy" Kha

Age: 9

Race: Hyur

Height: 4'7"/140cm

Nameday: 3rd Sun of the Second Astral Moon (March 3rd)

Gender: Female (She/Her)

A certain time, and a certain place...where a certain young spark was chosen to light the way. It is in this reality that a young girl lost everything. Her family was killed, and even her memory of them were taken from her. She was rescued from the same fate as her mother and father by the Warrior of Light, Hazel Kha. With no one else left alive to raise the child Hazel became Percy's guardian, and slowly accepted her place as the child's new mother figure. Hazel has been slowly acclimating the young girl to her new life, hoping to be able to deliver the childhood she deserves. Perseverance has grown to love reading, a pastime brought about by Hazel's own love of literature. Thanks to her favorite genre being heroic fantasy and also viewing her new mother as a larger than life hero, Percy has become fascinated with the idea of being a hero herself once she grows older. She is soft spoken, quiet, and quite blunt when she does speak, but Percy does have a good heart. What the future holds for her only time will tell, but thanks to the love of her new family, Perseverance's future is shining bright.

[qara-wen]

VIERAPRIL 【第 11 天】 LONGING

Knowing you can always count on me for sure That's what friends are for ⸺ ♪

feat. @exploding-fish and I was literally inspired by longcat

[exploding-fish]

Just hanging out with @qara-wen

[beaniebabs]

anyway omg eli 🥺💖

[r0-boat]

ZZZ Lighter "just the tip" Lorenz

Drabble

Lighter X Gn!reader

Cw: unprotected sex, creampie.

He presses his body against you quickly, trying to shave off as much of His clothing as possible. Hungry and eager, he takes you right there in the middle of the desert. Making sure to lay you down on his leather jacket before clawing at your clothing.

You can see Lighter's sweaty body, his lopsided shades as those piercing olive green eyes look down at you. He cannot wait a single second to be inside you. And you couldn't anymore. Your mouth was on his lips as soon as your pants were off. A hot messy kiss that left Lighter wanting more. As soon as you broke away you remembered something. Something extremely important.

"Baby condom..."You managed to gasp out as his hungry mouth find yours again. His hands digging into your sides holding you still as his cock grinds against your clothed entrance feeling your damp underwear getting more and more soaked with his precum and your juices.

He tilt his head back getting lost to the friction of his swollen cock sliding against wet cloth separating him from you

"Lighter condom." You've grown a little louder. Lighter hums before reaching for his wallet. He keeps his hips grinding against you as he rifles through his wallet and then his jacket pockets.

No condoms....

"Shit..."Lighter growl. He would rather be a dead man than stop right here when the mood is so right when all he could think about is being deep inside you.

"just the tip, babe, I'll pull out, I promise."He mutters into your shoulder, sliding your underwear to the side. Not wanting to wait a single second more to take off your underwear. Plus you are wearing your nice pair, and who is he to deny a little bit of eye candy.

You should have been suspicious of a man who can barely remember the names of certain people to pull out of you. But with your brain so clouded with lust, you didn't have any second thoughts as he pushed the tip inside you.

Light thrusting slowly turns into deeper fucking as he drills you into his jacket. He even flips you around to fuck you from behind your nails, digging into His leather jacket.

You feel so good. Your warm, wet, tightening walls were something that he might get addicted to.

The last thing on his mind was pulling out. When he got close, going by muscle memory alone, he slammed as deep as he could, exploding inside you. Relishing in the way your walls squeeze and milk his cock in a vice grip.

Lighter has the memory of a goldfish, but he'll think about the irresistible feeling of being inside you without a condom. Every time, he goes to grab one

[badjokesbyjeff]

Harold got in bed, kissed his lovely wife, and fell into a deep sleep. He awoke before the pearly Gates and St. Peter said..

“You died in your sleep, Harold.”

Harold was stunned. "I'm dead...? No, I can't be! I've got too much to live for. Send me back to my wife!”

St. Peter said, "Perhaps that can be arranged, but there aren’t many open spots right now. You’ve got two alternatives: you can come back to your house as a goldfish or as a hen.”

Harold never liked swimming and thought that perhaps being a hen wouldn't be that bad after all. The chickens his wife raised just ran around pecking at the ground, no stress, and at least he’d still be close to her.

Harold replied, "Okay, then I choose to be a hen.” The next thing he knew, he was covered with feathers, clucking, and pecking the ground in his old backyard! Another hen strolled up and said, "So, you're the new hen, nice to meet you. How’s your first day here?”

"Not bad," replied Harold, "but I have this strange feeling inside like I'm gonna explode!”

"You're ovulating," explained the hen. “Don't tell me you've never laid an egg before!”

"Never.." said Harold.

"Well, just cluck twice and then push.” Harold clucked twice and pushed, and voila, out popped an egg. Harold was overcome with emotion as he experienced motherhood for the first time. He then clucked twice, pushed, and out came another egg. It felt amazing. He never new it was like this! Just as he was about to lay his third egg, his wife called out to him. “Harold! Harold!”

Happiness filled Harold as he saw her running towards him. Knowing she was there to share this moment, he was overwhelmed by joy.

He clucked once, clucked twice, and suddenly felt his wife smack the back of his head. “Dammit, Harold wake up! You're shitting the bed!”