#gbf rackam

[captainmullin]

holiday hangover - mullin/rackam

summary: When Gran and Djeeta have had enough of Mullin's denial of emotions, feelings, and everything that goes into a new relationship, they take matters into their own hands. With lots of mistletoe and holiday hijinks, Mullin and Rackam are pushed towards celebrating the merry season together - in more ways than one. [contains NSFW text]

chapters: 3/3

words: ~8,000

warnings: nothing crazy going on in this one - first times and gentle sex

notes: I had a slightly insane moment and wrote part of this in three days [head in hands] what this man does to me. My voice kink is showing,, I hope you all enjoy it and have a wonderful holiday season! this one goes out to the ones who like to throw me scraps in my enclosure for rackam enrichment <3 (I'm also very slowly working up the courage to post more things like this)

{Ao3 link, since embedding links is broken for me!}

[morika]

helmsman

[yumisara]

Granblue Fantasy Relink Splash Art (Skybound Arts/Over Mastery)

I haven't seen the blanks posted anywhere and I hyperfixated on getting them so here we go! ( I didn't search for base Gran/Djeeta so it's just their new outfits)

Spoiler beneath!

[oneireos]

[succikko-draws]

I really wanted to draw the faves I accumulated so far, theres many more but these are my crushes specifically, Obito is there too i just almost forgot to add him

From left to right: Rackam (181cm), Grimnir (180cm but floating), Bak (168cm), Konan(169cm), Obito(182cm), Yahiko (176cm) and Nagato(175cm).

Anyway welcome Bak into the rollster of characters i will be insufferable about and will queerify to death ♥

Also i cannot forget about my crushes (derogatory) - He was almost in that tier but i decided the version of him ill draw will not acknowledge him being into Lenalee so he's safe

[dd3odraws]

Rackam from Granblue!!!

Thank you to @Bluemerf109 over on Twitter again for commissioning me!!!

Super happy to have worked on Rackam (specifically from GRANBLUEFANTASYRelink ) !!!🌤️💥🔥

( Comm Slots are OPEN! Details : tinyurl.com/dd3odan )

[blinded-by-forest-sunlight]

one of the most handsome rackams ive seen tbh

https://x.com/start419124/status/1871036790792126631

(link)

yeah no this is a solid af Rackam, love the pose and his dumbass smug look - rest of the cast looks great as well!

[toestalucia]

(guy whos easy to please) i have forgiven cygames for everything

[katie5000]

Fooling around in Photo Mode...

[undyinglantern]

enhance

[captainmullin]

keep up, will ya? - Mullin/Rackam

summary: The first time it happened, Mullin wasn't sure what to make of it. A slip of the tongue, a word said in a hurried tone?

The second time it happened, Rackam wasn't meaning to lean in so close. A brush of a hand against their cheek.

The third time it happened, Mullin's face was flushed, and their forehead dripped with sweat.

The fourth time it happened, Rackam was… disappointed with himself. The fifth time it happened, Mullin swore it was a dream. A happy accident; something unsaid between words.

When the captain and the helmsman finally kissed - genuinely and truly kissed - it wasn't fireworks, or explosions, or anything like that. It was just them.

chapters: 1/6; 1,431 words

notes: here it is! last month, you all voted on a poll for which fic I should write next, and this one won (hah) by a landslide! I hope you all enjoy, and the next chapter should be out soon!

(full text under the cut if you don't want to read on Ao3)!

The first time it happened, Mullin wasn't sure what to make of it. A slip of the tongue, a word said in a hurried tone? Nothing in particular stood out, but the captain was… unnerved. Maybe they just had too much coffee.

Mullin stared out over the Grandcypher's balcony, the gentle wind accompanying the morning sun as it rose over the horizon. They inhaled, letting the warmth wash over them for a moment.

They exhaled. What a beautiful day. Mullin took a sip of their coffee, leaning further out over the deck - the Grandcypher humming along to her own quiet tune - wait, her?

Mullin shook their head, a small smile on their face: Hm. I guess he's rubbing off on me. I better not tell him, otherwise I won't hear the end of it…

They closed their eyes again then, humming to themself as they took in the dawning sky. They never got quiet moments to themself anymore - not like this, not since, well. Mullin shuddered to themself. Not since I came back.

Another sip of their coffee, and another deep breath. And another. Just keep it together for a little longer. Focus on your breathing, like Azazel taught you, it's nothing to worry about-

"Captain!"

"Shit!" Mullin spun around, immediately knocked out of their trance - and their balance. Their coffee cup? Gone, far over the Grandcypher's railing, coffee and all.

"Woah, hey!" Rackam caught Mullin as they stumbled from their disorientation. "Didn't mean to spook ya, my bad."

Mullin leaned onto the helmsman for support, their shaking hands clasped onto his forearms: "Y-Yeah. Sure. Um. Just don't yell like that."

"...You sure you're okay?" Rackam replied as they slowly let go of him, their hands still shaking. Mullin nodded, clasping their hands behind their back.

"Yeah, yeah! Looks like you owe me a coffee cup, by the way," They shrugged off his concern and looked over the Grandcypher's railing again. "You don’t think it survived the landing, did you?"

A laugh escaped from Rackam: "Hah! If it did, I don't owe you anything."

There was a familiar glint in Mullin's eyes as they turned back to Rackam, and he knew he was in trouble. It was the same glint that Djeeta got when she had an idea, and the same one Gran did when he won a particularly successful fight. Shit.

"You want to bet, hm?" Mullin replied, their shock having subsided. "I bet… that if the cup is safe, I don't dock your pay for scaring me like that."

There was a certain weight to Mullin's words, something that Rackam felt deep in his chest. His ears turned red slightly. Rackam felt trapped almost, his heart rate picking up. "...and if it's shattered?"

The captain smiled coyly: "You don’t owe me, aaand…" they paused for a moment - for dramatic effect: "I'll have to owe you. Deal?"

Rackam shook his head, a little confused: "Wait, owe me for what? It sounds like this is all in my favor."

The captain just shrugged. "I mean, it's more than likely broken, and I owe you for agreeing to a silly little bet."

"Huh…" Rackam mumbled something to himself, then: "Alright, deal is on. Where'd it even land…?"

They both leaned over the edge.

Maybe there would be no bet after all.

~

"Geez, okay, slow down, will ya?" Rackam grumbled, following Mullin behind. He watched as their figure disappeared into the woods below the hill, skidding down a pile of mud onto the forest path. Their boots were covered in mud, and their laughter could be heard even as they went deeper in.

Rackam sighed and pulled out his gun. Rather be safe than sorry. They're just like Gran sometimes… or maybe Gran's like them.

"Hurry up! I think it's close!" Mullin called. Rackam shook his head, mentally preparing himself to win their 'silly little bet'. He followed Mullin into the woods, deeper and deeper, until they finally reached a clearing.

Mullin swung the homemade charm around, as if moving it would make the coffee cup magically appear. Rackam stood next to them, a hand on his hip.

"See? Told ya it wouldn't be here. Cag's item finding thing never works."

"Mmn… maybe you're right." Mullin sighed and deflated like a balloon: "Damn, I really liked that mug, too…"

"We should probably-"

"Wait!" Mullin cut Rackam off, pointing to a small corner of the clearing - a pile of leaves near a large oak tree. Settled gently on top of the leaves was…

"My mug! Yes! Thank Bahamut!" Mullin ran over - nearly tripping over themselves - and dropped the charm that Cagliostro had enchanted for them earlier.

"Would ya stop runnin' off?" Rackam muttered to himself and followed the captain, his run slowing down into a walk as they both approached the pile of leaves where the ceramic glint of the mug was.

Mullin pulled on the handle, and to both the captain and helmsman's surprise, it was… intact. Glistening white, as if nothing had happened to it. The reflection of their faces stared back at them in disbelief.

"So… what happens?" Rackam said, examining it. "Surely you're not going to go back on your word, right, Captain?"

"Hah! Well, um…" Mullin also stared at it. What the hell? I was fully expecting it to be broken. "I guess… nothing changes? I get my coffee cup back, you get to keep your pay… aside from a wasted afternoon, I think we're even."

They looked at each other for a moment. Maybe both of them were silently wanting Rackam to win; for their game over a coffee mug to continue, but it looks like that wouldn't happen now. Rackam sighed again, handing Mullin back their spoils of war, when a monster cry echoed from somewhere near in the forest.

"Ah, shit. It sounds like a griffin," Rackam grumbled, starting to turn to leave. "We better go before it finds us."

When he got no response, Rackam made a noise of displeasure. "Mullin, c'mon."

"A… About that," Mullin started, their voice quiet: "You don’t think it was a little… odd, finding it there, don't you? Safe and nestled inside some leaves?"

"Well, yeah, of course, but-" Rackam replied, turning back to face Mullin. He immediately recognized the problem. Mullin had brushed aside some more of the leaf pile, curious, and… underneath where the mug was were three giant griffin eggs.

"You don’t think…" Mullin looked at Rackam.

"Mama Griffin thought the mug was one of hers? Yeah, I kinda do, so we gotta go!" Rackam pulled Mullin away from the leaves, causing them to drop their beloved coffee mug, when the roar was heard again - closer now. Rackam groaned and grabbed Mullin's hand, dragging them back to the forest entrance.

"Yeah, okay, I hear you!" Mullin scowled, breaking into a run, still holding his hand. My poor baby… my beautiful Valtz Duchy ceramic…

"Keep up, will ya?" Rackam glanced behind him. Mullin was still in a daze - even for a novice skyfarer, a griffin wasn't the worst - so why was the captain so out of commission? Putting that thought aside, the helmsman kept running with the captain beside him.

Once they were out of the forest, they both collapsed into a pile of leaves, twigs, and exhaustion. Mullin groaned, which turned into a pout.

"My coffee cup…"

"That's what you're worried about? Sheesh…" There was no malice or contempt in Rackam's voice as he spoke his opinion, though. He sat up, leaning against a tree trunk for support while Mullin shakily leaned against it as well.

"Excuse me, I happened to have bought that mug with one of my first paychecks," Mullin shot back, plucking leaves out of their hair, "It wasn't cheap."

"I guess I owe you a new mug, then?" Rackam replied, looking over at them. Their cheeks were flushed from effort; the orange and yellow fall leaves clinging to their hair like burrs in a cat's fur. Rackam smiled softly, and reached over to pull a leaf out. They gotta stop being so cute.

"Rackam?"

Mullin's voice shook him out of his trance, and he realized in great succession - and growing embarrassment - that he had said his thought out loud.

Taking his hand back, Rackam bolted to his feet: "Right. Well. I'll see you on the Grandcypher, yeah? I gotta… check the engine. Yeah."

Without letting Mullin reply, Rackam was already in the distance, making his way back to the airship. Mullin looked at the leaf he had pulled out - the only red one - and tried to ignore the growing flush on their cheeks.

[morika]

waited so long to see this in game ahjsdkfdsg

[yumisara]

Hey there! First, I want to thank you so much for uploading all of these Relink sprites -- I hadn't been able to find them anywhere else (and Id content is so scarce in general). You're a godsend! If it's not too much trouble, I'd like to request Rackam's portraits, please! I find them so charming. Thank you again!!

(Also, I see you're a Thancred enjoyer, so I'm manifesting substantial Thancred content in Dawntrail for us both.)

Hello! Thank you for the kind words <3 I hope we are blessed with the many and substantial Thancred moments as we have been STARVING

Here is our favorite helmsman!

[misterbaritone]

Y’ know the more I go through Rackam’s Fate Episodes, the more I realize the guy is just Balthier but actually cool.

[foxceus]

dirt doodles😊

[solarpireart]

Full body + color commission for @blinded-by-forest-sunlight !