#friendsphere

[paparoach]

Blue, rose, orange :o) 💖

Blue - You’re amazing.

Rose - You’re pretty.

Orange - I want to get to know you.

ummm i love you tidus?? ;w;

[mrs-bluemarine]

@friendsphere tagged me thank yooou Tidus!! :3

Last song: Heart-Shaped Glasses- Marilyn Manson

Favorite color: Latest layout change has me in a real purple mood lately

Last book: The Secrets of the Immortal Nicholas Flamel. Wanted to reread a favorite from my younger days ^^

Last movie: God it was probably Shark Tales. I work better while I listen to noise ok

Last TV show: ONE PIECE ‼️

Sweet/Savory/Spicy: Savory

Relationship status: Engaged to Wes and Bunny<3

Last thing I searched: Leonard Cohen, Lover Lover Lover live, v good song was listening to it on my TV a few days ago :3

Current obsession: OP, Golden Kamuy, Letter Bee

Looking forward to: Christmas gift swap with my bestie!!!

Favorite drink: Orange juice

Song playing on loop in my head: Dance Me to the End of Love SPECIFICALLY the Civil Wars cover it's SO GOODDD PLS CHECK IT OUT :) :) :) Also see above I'm still stuck in Marilyn Manson hell

Current favorite character: Demon Sheriff Lafitte 🧎 (the Manson is his fault btw)

Fun activity you'd like to get into: Hiking!! Oh how I'd love to explore and appreciate some wilderness scenery with a special someone

Last video game: Stardew Valley

Last comic/graphic novel: god I do not even remember. Probably a volume of Kamuy, excluding manga it was an issue of Booster Gold a millennia ago. Rlly should get back into it...

Tagging anyone who wants to join in ^^ ily 🫶

[shoopuffy]

🥞 Tidus - 27 - she/he 🍰 selfship sideblogs follows from @friendsphere 🍮 DNI if u ship with Patrick Basedwoman, Greg dumbass Hirsch, or Danny ugly idiot Johnson🥧 no other DNI I'll just kill you with my bare hands in a fair duel🍦I'm the proshit antichrist and made and coined the opposite of their community so kick the bucket and don't bother me if u are🍯links: tags list of freaks🍪

[friendspheres]

🌼 #FRIENDSPHERE: An independent, selective, private multimuse RP blog for TIDUS from Final Fantasy, SORA from Kingdom Hearts, RIKKU from Final Fantasy, and original character MOOGIE from Final Fantasy. Crossover, au, and oc friendly. Vaguely canon divergent and headcanon heavy.

[cicadaworkssoftware]

Introducing the first three bots!

M1: A well rounded humanoid model. Can employ various tools and equipment. Likes flowers.

Ballbot: Prepare to bounce and roll into battle! Uses powerful charged attacks and rebounds. Known to some as Friendsphere.

Cone: A safety specialist model. Can traverse walls and ceilings with ease. Nervous.

[dimetrodone]

I make these post as someone who had a lot of weird social issues a kid and didn't have a healthy mutual friendsphere until I was like 16 years old, you can't just wallow in the fact that you are *socially awkward* “I'm so trash” mindset and stay there, thinking that a real friend is someone that stays because you told them to. Relationships require mutual respect, and like all relationships it evovles and changes, you shouldn't guilt people into being with you or feel like a person is “yours”

[v0lumnius]

This came out so very good!

Also, for my own weird friendsphere; this is my very first filk so please take a look and support all these wonderful artists!!!

Embers and Soot, my

Chim Chim Cheree x Once Upon a December x In Noctem Christmas mashup

is now officially on AO3!

Thank you all for your support, and to the E&S Virtual choir for your voices!

(Of these, I know that @inklingdancer, @juuls, @v0lumnius and @wilfriede are on tumblr - please lmk if I didn't mention you but you'd like a mention XD)

[ahundred-andathousandmore]

RE C&T and pics: they've been friends at least since 2005 (he's also part of Donal's "friendsphere").

Oops, rest of my ask/comment disapeared: During the time she’s known him she has dated other guys never him (she had recently broken up with someone when she came to Scotland, as had Sam BTW). IMO they’ve old friends & C trusts him & he works for her (he’s not the only friend working in her management). Friend sphere anon

Thank you for the background Friendsphere anon! Didn’t realize they had known each other for so long and that she had dated someone else before… Hmmmm makes ya think...

A lot of people speculate that he works for her in some capacity, don’t know that there’s proof but could be

[paparoach]

Proud of u Jacoby :o)

THANK YOU TIDUS I LOVE YOU

[paparoach]

Hi Jacoby ily :o)

TIDUS!!! ILY

[mousathe14]

Hi, I know we don’t talk much but we are in the same general friendsphere.

i’m sure there are straight men who like moffat-who, i just can’t think of any

[paparoach]

Happy bday Jacoby ilysm!!!!!!!!!!! The jets shld personally gather and sing u happy bday

THANK YOUUUUU ILY2!!!

god youre right they should....

[paparoach]

I love tumblr users lumibye ino friendsphere vanguard ladybug tome in no particular order. lovely people who make this site feel safer and friendlier. :]

YAAAAY I know friendsphere and vanguard :3

[mrs-bluemarine]

Taglist!: @ogatas-beloved , @orchidshroomgardenselfships , @kakusboyfriend , @self-shippy , @frozenhi-chews , @singsofsilver , @cyphere , @knightoflove , @cozylovers , @friendsphere , @literally-just-there , just tell me if you want added or removed! ♡♡♡

JanAUary: Pirates & Cowboys

I promise Wes is supposed to be a cowboy. Look!! He has a horse!!! also his outfit is heavily inspired by this art, I love it sssm

Credits to @!cafekitsune for the divider!!

Pairing: Wes x Jay Kay

WC: 1,601, ooo

Notes: Jay Kay is a horny bastard, nothing happens except some heavy flirting, someone gets hurt but it isn't focused on too much

Outside of the sleepy little seaside village the sun began to set behind the waves. Lamp posts were lit, but none shined brighter than a dingy bar on the bad side of town. Warm orange light spilled from the dirty windows and flooded the street any time a pirate or citizen waltzed in. Inside no one could hear themselves think above the sounds of a rowdy crowd and boisterous laughter across a pirate crew that made refuge at a round table.

One crewmember had crashed her tankard against the wood, taking in a sweet gasp of air after downing the rest of her drink. Her amber eyes scanned the bar in search of her captain. “Where the hell is Jay Kay?!” Hermes demanded as her drunken gaze prevented her from seeing the woman.

Foo Fighters giggled from behind her. The ship’s lookout draped itself across the shipwright's shoulders, nearly spilling their own drink down her front, ”Sh’s at the bar!” They slur their words while pointing a finger in the captain’s direction, Hermes’ lazy eyes following it, slowly. “Looks like she’s tryin’a get drinks from that weirdo in the hat! Haha!”

Hermes squinted in their direction, eyeing up the one in all blue. “Hey, wait a minute. Is that..?”

“Hm? Don’t look familiar t’me!” Foo chirped.

Someone at her side snapped their fingers, Jolyne throwing the two an agitated look, “Back to the game! It’s your turn.”

“I’m just thinkin’. That uniform looks familiar, but I can’t put my foot on it. Should I tell her?” Hermes thought out loud while throwing down a card.

Jolyne waved her off. “She’s a grown woman. She can handle herself.”

Currently, that grown woman was staring down the man right next to her. A finger circled her empty glass, a dreamy, sultry look in her ocean-blue eye.

The man in matching blue sweetly sipped down his own drink, acting like he was frozen in slow motion. Jay Kay watched his drink slide down his throat, disappearing underneath the prudish collar of his outfit.

He was utterly enchanting. This stranger, much like the sirens of the sea, threatened to steal away her heart. Any good captain would know better than to steer her ship away, lest she be swallowed whole by the waves of the ocean. But no stories did this man justice.

He wore dark blue, but his eyes were the color of the sky, like the perfect day at sea, while they looked at her, as bright and as striking as the dying sun outside. Was it the alcohol, or passionate lust, that crept up to her cheeks to burn them hot and pink the longer they stared at each other.

“You never did tell me your name.” The pirate cooed in a voice like silk. She was treated to the softest laugh as the stranger put down his cup.

He smirked. Good heavens, that look made her insides twist. If she were any weaker she would’ve thrown herself at him already.

“It wouldn’t be any fun just telling you, hm? You’re a clever little thing, I know you’ll figure it out for yourself soon.”

A loud, bubbly giggle made its escape from her lips. Alas her glee was short lived, along with it her daydreams of getting to know the man even more, the moment she heard the man’s stool scrape against the floor.

Three coins tapped against the counter. “I’ve had a wonderful time getting to talk with you. But I’m afraid i need to be headin’ out.”

“Aw, c'mon, we were just warming up to each other!” Jay Kay whined. Her seat matched his as she pushed herself up to stand. A quick gasp escaped the man's lips as she pushed herself into him, hands taking the chance to feel up the soft muscle and flesh in his forearms. Her lower lip pouted, and the one eye of hers not concealed by an eye patch glimmered with pleading. “I'm not a woman above begging. You really are a naughty thing, teasing me all night, you shouldn't be trying to leave so soon!

“Oh-!” Jay Kay was taken by surprise as he spun her around, forcing her back against his warm chest. Her breath fluttered as course, rough hands gripped her wrists. The softest chuckle floated on her ear as his lips hovered against the side of her face, his voice low enough for only her to hear. “Well… when you talk like that, it's hard for me to resist. But I'm sure a hard working woman like you has plenty on her plate.”

The blonde smirked, pressing herself against him more. “Aw, even a captain needs time off to relax, yeah~? The crew can spend their night out here, but why don't I show you my quarters?” Her hand, still trapped in his, moved up to caress his face. She heard him hum, softly rocking his cheek into her palm. From the corner of Jay’s eye, she could see a table of men staring. The jealousy on their faces was plain for her to see, but her attention was only saved for a lucky few. None of those faces were as charming as the one blessed with eyes the color of the sky and thick brows that matched its clouds. ”The waves can make our fun even better, promise.”

“A night with a captain?” That sultry voice of his murmured in her ear, sounding like he was losing a battle with himself. “...Are you really a pirate captain?”

Jay Kay snickered, “The eye patch didn’t tip you off, Doll?”

“I ain’t one to assume.” He assured her. With her hands in his, they traveled down her waist, resting on her hips “And with a face like yours?.. You shouldn’t hide it away on a wooden death trap, riding the seven seas.”

Jay giggled again. She was enjoying the feeling of his hot hands burning past the layers of her corset and britches to brand her skin and his soft voice whispering those sweet words against her pierced ears.

Her drunk mind was swimming with scenarios of her and this handsome man, each one worse than the last.

Her thoughts were broken by a familiar clink, the feeling of cold metal slowly wrapping around her wrists. And Jay suddenly found it hard to move her arms from behind her back.

"...If you asked me, I think it’d look real pretty behind bars."

“H-Huh?”

A loud laugh cut through the air from one of the men at their table, her face twisting in shock, “There he goes! Bluemarine caught another one!”

”Bluemarine?!” Jay whipped her head around, venom in her words and anger in her eye. She was treated to a smirk on his face, this time around she would’ve loved to slap it off. “The one and only. Pleasure is all mine, sunshine.”

“You bastard! I oughta gut you here and now!”

The man, Wes fucking Bluemarine, the bounty hunter. Wes wasn’t phased at all by her words. In his line of duty he had heard better threats, called even worse things by all the bandits and pirates he helped throw in jail. He indulged in poking the coyote in its cage while he kicked the pirate’s feet, urging her forward. “Interested to see you try. With your nails, maybe?”

Laughter erupted from the bar from all corners, except for the one sporting the captain’s own ragtag team of pirates. Hermes and Jolyne watched, nervous about what would happen next. Anasui couldn’t care less, and was more keen on keeping the lookout from vomiting on his fishnets.

Orange had begun to give away to pink and purple as Wes continued to guide Jay Kay outside. Stars started to dot the sky, illuminating a steed at its post. His coat had a healthy shine, and matched his owner’s own pristine white hat. Of course it did.

Heat burned her face, but it wasn’t from alcohol or blind lust, instead it was embarrassment. Jay Kay cursed herself for not recognizing the face of the city police’s favorite lap dog, as if she could even do that much, but she was sure the moment she escaped his clutches, she’d remember that painfully attractive voice, and all of the horrible, sweet nothings he whispered to her. Oh, how she wanted to rip that throat of his apart, so she never had to listen to it again!

“Tonight was fun, but I’m going to have a lot more fun counting out all the money I’ll get from the bounty on your head.” His grin was hidden from her eye, but she could hear it in his words, “Now. Do us both a favor, and hop on Mr. Moon for me. I’ll make sure they’ll treat you real good in jail if you make my job easy.”

Oh, like hell she was going to do that.

She paused a few feet shy of his steed, rocking her head forward, and right back against the cowboy’s nose. She got a satisfying sound of the back of her head hitting his face, followed by Wes grunting in pain. With the thick sole of her boot, she pushed him backwards, and his ass met the dirt ground.

She didn't have the time to unlock her cuffs. Instead she manipulated her chained wrists to the front of her body, then made a break for it in the opposite direction of the docks, deep into town. She had to think quickly, just how could she shake this bastard off her tail, and get her crew back on her ship, safe and sound?

[mrs-bluemarine]

Taglist!: @ogatas-beloved , @orchidshroomgardenselfships , @kakushusband , @self-shippy , @frozenhi-chews , @singsofsilver , @cyphere , @knightoflove , @cozylovers , @friendsphere , @literally-just-there , just tell me if you want added or removed! ♡♡♡

JanAUary: mOBSCENE! P.1 (rockstar au)

Oh I Really like this picture of him

YAYYAYYAY I got a little silly with this one. Movie au + the rest are getting pushed back so y'all get a two parter this time ♥️

As always, dividers are @!cafekitsune's

Pairings: Asta & Jupiter, Gordon x Jupiter (later)

WC: 1.6k. I have a really weird ability that lets me write approximately 1,600 words everytime, apparently

Notes: No warnings, in this one Gordon is wearing his nerd getup, as a disguise! How I always saw it is he used makeup to hide his face markings, so that's what he does here! He still talks quietly, but that's okay because Jupiter can read lips!

“YOU'VE NEVER BEEN TO A CONCERT BEFORE?!”

Despite her already poor hearing, Jupiter found herself covering her ears to shield them from the shrieking cries of Asta. Even some of the crowd was startled by the shrill yell cutting through the loud and crowded venue entrance. Hands still cupping her face, the redhead grinned, “Never! I'm so excited!”

“But you're such a big music fan, I can't believe it!”

They began to walk around and away from the venue entrance, either side of them people had set up shops for anything you could ask for for the occasion. Jupiter's wide eyes were taking in everything; scenery, booths, food stalls, concert goers, anything that so much as moved was being studied by her pale stare. “It never really crossed my mind. I was fine listening to music at home.”

Her attention suddenly diverted to the shorter boy, a playful but scrutinizing glare. “What I can't believe is that Father Orsi is allowing you to come to one of these shows.”

Asta cocked his head to the side, “Huh? How come?”

He couldn't have asked at a worse time, as Jupiter's eyes looked above his head at the post he just so happened to be walking under, lined with smokey purple band posters with inky black creeping at the corners.

Gordon Agrippa. The headliner's name was in a twisted red font, with some other acts accompanying him in smaller wording. The poster cut off the majority of his face, leaving just a wide grin stretched across pitch black lips, and eyeshadow that made the guy look undead.

Noticing his partner's silence, Asta chanced a look up, immediately freezing in terror once he realized what Jupiter was talking about.

“U-Uh um! Well; Father’s just happy I'm so interested in something other than fighting. Besides, what he doesn't know won't hurt him, yeah?.. You won't say anything, right, Jupiter?!”

She wouldn't. Jupiter wasn't a narc, not like enjoying metal music was enough trouble to snitch on him. It was a genre she never found herself dabbling in, but she wasn't one to judge. Jupiter enjoyed the freedom that came with the metal scene, she looked at all the outfits and costumes amazed, but with so much metal and black leather, she was terribly afraid someone was going to get hurt out here on such a warm day.

“Nah! I won’t. Father Orsi doesn’t have to hear anything about this, so long as you behave, and we stick together.” Jupiter pauses, spinning in a circle to find she was alone. “Asta?”

She spun around again, more frantic than before, grey eyes wider than ever while she looked for her friend.

“Asta! Where the heck are you?!”

She checked some merch stands, the lines and lines of people waiting for food or drinks but he wasn’t anywhere! Her voice couldn’t be heard over the constant chatter or the sound of instruments being tuned somewhere over on the stage as she tried to call his name.

With her heart hammering in her chest, her brain was already going through the worst scenarios, featuring the idea of being stuck in the concert venue long after dark until she finds Asta, missing every band, all the way over to tearfully confessing to losing her best friend to the priest and Asta’s favorite nun, forever becoming dead to the two and the church. So caught up in her imagination, she didn’t notice the person she just ran into. Luckily her powerwalk wasn’t enough to hurt the stranger. Instead she got a noseful of nice cologne while her face hit the back of his denim jacket.

“Ah, sorry, sir!” She apologized while backing up. He had some height on her, a bit intimidating coupled with Jupiter finding herself suddenly shrouded in shadow. But that fear was short-lived after getting a better look at him. He had an air about him she could only describe as calming. That shadow she was underneath was caused by a thick black umbrella that hid the two from the sun, underneath it was a young man with thick glasses and his hair hidden by a bandana. Compared to the rest of the crowd in their alternative wear and the thick black leather, he stood out like a sore thumb. Jupiter straightened when she noticed his lips moving while he fixed his bottle-thick spectacles, giving her a short glimpse of his sanguine stare underneath. “It’s quite alright. Are you okay? You look distressed.”

“Ah,” Jupiter paused, giving it a second thought. Should she tell him..? Would that be wise?

However… The longer she looked at him, the more she felt he was a trustworthy person. His body language and soft voice and that keen look in his eye gave her the sense she was in the presence of a good guy. All too soon it all came spilling out like a waterfall. “...I came here with my friend and now he’s gone! I looked away for one second- I swear! I-I’ve looked all over the stands and booths but I dunno where he could be-!”

Through her weepy eyes she tried her best to keep up with the stranger’s words. He talked fast, and barely above an intelligible whisper. She tried her best to hold on to every word that left his mouth. “Oh my. That doesn’t sound good at all.” His hand took a gentle hold of her shoulder, helping calm down the stranger. “Well, the best thing to do is to stay calm, of course! Here; I have an idea where to look, if you will, we should check near the entrance to the stage field.”

“The stage field?” The redhead asked, perplexed. She got a nod in turn. Nothing was said yet, but the man’s hand slipped away from her arm, instead holding it out to offer her to take hold. She did so, and he was quick to guide her away from the concessions,

“Of course! The first band of the show has been tuning their instruments, they’re liable to start any minute now. If I were your friend, I wouldn’t want to miss any of the acts.”

“Oh, that makes sense! You’re right, he’s been so excited, there’s no way he’d wanna miss it!”

They made their way urgently up a spiraling dirt road. With everything from food to clothes settled at the base of a stumpy hill, at the peak was the field where the musicians played.

Still cloaked in the umbrella's shadow, without that stranger ever letting go of her hand, he brought her up to the top. Jupiter was taken back by the whole crowd, everyone dressed up for the special occasion, everyone grouped together like fish, all waiting anxiously for the first act to start. But Jupiter didn't stay on that for long, instead she was scanning the field, looking for that familiar ashy-haired shrimp.

Oh! There he was! Jupiter found him all the way at the back of the field, looking excitedly at the stage, watching as movement became more common in the shadows of the set up.

“Oh, oh! I see him!” She cried excitedly, whipping her head around to see the man.

“...so glad we found him.”

He turned to see Jupiter give him a big grin, “Thank you so much! I would’ve never thought to check here!”

He fixed his glasses again. “It was the least I can do, I’m glad to help.”

An idea came to mind, “Hey, maybe you can join me and Asta! I’d love to make it up to you for all your-”

Jupiter was interrupted by the shrill strum of a guitar. The sound made the two jump, heads reeling in the direction of the stage.

“Looks like they’re finally starting. Probably means I should be heading back to get ready.”

She was a bit downtrodden that she wouldn’t be able to talk more with the kind stranger, but Jupiter understood. She gave him another award winning smile. “Then I guess this is where we part! Again, thanks a lot for the help.” She got a nod in return. Despite his low volume, it seemed this woman could understand all he was saying. With the band now on stage, thanking everyone for coming, about to kick off the night, he tried his luck again, saying more. “You should go. I hope you enjoy the show.”

“Yeah, I’m sure I will! Right back at you!”

Jupiter saw the ghost of a smile on his lips before he turned away, leaving the hill to go back downwards. She watched him for a second, curious, but shortly looked away to run over to her friend.

“Hey, Jupe, there you are! I was looking everywhere for you!”

“Everywhere?! I look away for one second and you disappear! How could you?!” The redhead got her revenge by pinching and stretching out the boy's cheeks as far as they could go, quietly fuming by the miniature heart attack he gave her.

“Aw, c’mon, Jupe! I said I wanted t’ come up t’ see them tune the instruments! Can you blame me fo’ something you didn’t hear me say?!”

Still frowning, Jupiter reluctantly let the boy go. “I guess not… it’s just-! Since it’s just the two of us, I’m so anxious about losing you in these crowds!” She sighed, shaking her head. “...But I guess that’s in the past. You’re safe and sound! So come on, let’s listen to some good music!”

Finally off the hook, Asta cheered. “Hell yeah! It’s still pretty early, so let’s get real close to the stage before Gordon comes on!”

Before the guy could make it too far, Jupiter was able to grab him by the scruff. “Ah-ah-ah! You gotta do one last thing for me before we head over there!”

Scrounging around in her pants pocket for a second, she found what she was looking for and came back out with four pill-shaped things, about the same shade as her hair. “First! Ear protection!”

[mrs-bluemarine]

@amalthea-wolfwood , @orchidshroomgardenselfships , @kakusboyfriend , @self-shippy

@frozenhi-chews , @singsofsilver , @cyphere , @knightoflove

@shanesbeloved , @friendsphere , @literally-just-there

I hope y'all don't mind the tag!! I'd love to see any of my mutuals joining me next year<3

Hi, I hope some of you can join me in 2025 for Falling into JanAUary!! These prompts I made up myself with some of my favorite AUs! Rules under the cut!

JanAUary is definitely not my original idea, and I take no rights of starting it! It's a month of prompts for all, not just artists or writers, to start the year off and get those creative juices flowing!

For the month, selfshippers, fictos, yumes, are invited to join me in alternative universe shenanigans, with some of my top fave AUs!

No major rules except absolutely no Pro/Com/shippers are allowed to use my prompts. I can't copyright an idea, but I don't wanna see your ass in my tag

JanAUary is for silly fun, and highlighted more for people who have a rougher time doing something every day of the month, like me!! Selfshippers are given about 3 days per prompt, or longer depending on if they'd like to skip an au, and a freebie on the 31st! No one is forced to create for every au, so don't push yourself!!

JanAUary is not just for artists or writers, it's for anybody with an idea! Moodboards, playlists, or anything else that I'm forgetting is all good in my book!

While I'm an adult, I don't mind anyone using these AUs for the chance to make something steamy, just remember to tag/warn correctly please!

Lastly, use the tag #falling.into.janauary for your piece, and please feel free to tag me so I can see everybody's wonderful creations!!! If there are any questions, send me an ask and I'd love to answer them!