#h'aanit x primrose

[cafeinnewdelsta]

Holding hands saga continues in Orsterra with the og lesbians

[trashlordgomi]

H’aanit and Primrose sitting next to each other, you know what you’re doing op good job

Happy holidays!

[sillyneko-scholar]

I could protect you

[butchlifeguard]

thinking about how h'aanit x primrose is actually the best ship for primrose specifically because in the game so many people feel entitled to her body and romantic attention while h'aanit is the complete opposite because her boundaries are extremely firm and she needs to know she's welcome before showing affection (h'aanit is butch 👍)

[trashlordgomi]

I love how h’aanit x primrose is decently popular. Glad we have the same vision. So true. 

give me a kiss!

[smilepebble]

"ray you said you don't really care about protag x protag ships in the 8path fandom but you reblog primrose/h'aanit/ophilia art" primrose h'aanit and ophilia do lesbianisms together which is fine

[saix-unicorn]

Just want to share my octopath ships

⚠️Tw⚠️: multiships and opinions

if you don't like it i don't want to know

- Crick x Temenos

- Castii x Malaya

- Papp x Roque (divorced parents)

- Partitio x Alrond

- Partitio x Osvald

- Partitio x Cyrus

- Osvald x Cyrus

- Cyrus x Olberic

- Olberic x Erhardt

- Cyrus x Olberic x Erhardt

- Therion x Alfyn

- Therion x Darius

- H'aanit x Ophilia

- Primrose x Ophilia

i ship whatever the fuck i want ✨✨

[blood-darkened-moon]

Square Enix

The World Ends with You

Characters Neku Sakuraba | Shiki Misaki | Mr Mew | Yoshiya Kiryu/Joshua | Daisukenojo Bito/Beat | Raimu Bito/Rhyme

Rindo Kanade | Tosai Furesawa/Fret | Nagi Usui | Shoka Sakurane

Reaper Sho Minamimoto | Koki Kariya | Uzuki Yashiro | Ayano Kamachi | Kaie Ono | Tanzo Kubo | Hishima Sakazuki | Shiba Miyakaze | Megumi Kitaniji | Tsugumi Matsunae

Sanae Hanekoma | Hazuki Mikagi

Noise

NieR

2B | 9S | A2 | Pod 042 | Pod 153 | Adam | Eve

Kaine | Devola | Popola

2B9S

Octopath Traveler

Ophilia Clement | Cyrus Albright | Tressa Colzione | Olberic Eisenberg | Primrose Azelhart | Alfyn Greengrass | Therion | H'aanit/Linde

Gideon | Lianna Clement | Galdera | Simeon | Redeye | Werner | Esmerelda | Mattias | Lucia | Miguel | Darius | Lyblac | Kit

Final Fantasy

FFVI Terra Branford

FF VII Cloud Strife | Tifa Lockhart | Aerith Gainsborough | Vincent Valentine | Yuffie Kisaragi

Sephiroth | Jenova

FF VIII Squall Leonhart | Quistis Trepe | Seifer Almasy

FF IX Kuja | Garnet Til Alexandros

FF X Yuna | Tidus | Lulu | Auron | Rikku | Kimahri | Wakka

Seymour Guado | Jecht | Braska

FFXII Fran | Balthier

FF XIII Lightning Farron

FFXVI Dion Lesage

Summons Leviathan | Anima | Ifrit | Shiva | Diabolos | Odin

Monster Bomb | Ahriman | Chocobo | Coeurl | Behemoth | Cactoid | Malboro | Tonberry

[octopathtravelersreact]

h'aanit/primrose headcanons? :o

After reading their banter… oho I ship it (also I feel like this has been answered before but I don’t remember, so sorry if I repeat hcs!)

-Strong strong ladies. Unstoppable. Power couple.

-H’aanit agrees with the saying that Primrose is similar to a cat. Gets the idea that she’d like to be “pet” at the same places that Linde likes so she strokes Primrose’s hair often

-Primrose fiercely protecting H’aanit from any unwanted advances from bad men (she’s very inexperienced with men), H’aanit in turn may turn Linde upon anyone that seems to be making Primrose uncomfortable

-Primrose absolutely loves it when H’aanit, usually so stoic, gets flustered. It’s too cute

-Reminiscences about their father figures

-H’aanit isn’t very good at dancing, yes, but she’ll always strive to improve. Eventually she becomes confident enough to dance on stage with Primrose

[moqi2004]

Octopath Textposts number 2 electric boogaloo

Throws you all crumbs like you're birds in my back garden and I have a bag of birdseed

First batch

Don't worry about the drastic quality change the first ones were made a while ago

[ghostyolive]

Practicing some lineless art with two of my favorite Octopath Traveler characters (who should totally kiss)

[incorrectoctopathtravelerquotes]

Primrose: H'aanit your my best friend and I would fuck you if you asked me to.

H'aanit: What?

Primrose: What?

Therion (screaming from the back of the party): SHE SAID SHE WOULD FUCK YOU IF YOU ASKED HER TO!

[mothworth]

doodle <3

[breadoffoxy]

Treasure

Summary: Your looking through your inventory, thinking of what your most treasured item could be, but all you can think about is your seven travel companions.

Written for the BTS Ghosite Marathon. Prompt: Themes: Types of Love

Drabble: 27/30

Pairing: n. Reader x OT7

Genre: fluff, humor, friendship

Warnings: homesickness, a kiss on the cheek, some clueless iditos

Word Count: 1,384

A/N: Thank you @yoongsgguktae​ for helping me brainstorm some ideas for this and some other prompts. This prompt is also inspired by Octopath traveler.

You were sorting the inventory, some of the odd trinkets and doodads ended up in your bag for quick storage, and you couldn’t get rid of the captain’s words out of your mind.

What is your most precious treasure?

There was so much treasure and you were eagerly looking forward to haggling it away at the market tomorrow, but none of it was precious, not to you anyways. Then you look at your small pile of personal items you accumulated over the tip. You smile as you take notice of some particular ones gifted to you by your travel companions.

Laid out carefully on the blanket you spread out over the sand is your journal and feathered pen. Namjoon gifted you the pen, helping you enchant it to never run out of ink. He saw you writing in your journal as you do every evening, shaking an ink well furiously, wishing for just one more drop of ink.

Namjoon wished you would use it in the lessons he forced upon you though, hoping to further your non-existent academic career. You know that is his way of caring though so you humor him. His knowledge did come handy selling some things though and he did have an excellent eye for detail, as long as it wasn’t anything involving romantic intentions.

Next you see a fragile piece of paper with a pressed flower held down by some medicine. While helping Jin look for supplies for his apothecary kit, you found this beautiful flower, one like you never saw the likes of before, growing high up on a cliff. Jin offered to get it to you, saying it was no problem, and he did, but only after a him hanging off the rocky wall and the both of you screaming. He got it though and didn’t die for it so you both counted it as a win. Knowing you didn’t want to see it wilt, Jin offered to press it for you, saying his friend back home showed him how.

The medicine was left over from a cold you got out in the frost lands. It was a mess of a storm, too many ice wolves trying to fight you for your food, and you got separated from the group. Jungkook was able to track you down somehow through it all, and Jin helped you back to health. His soup warmed your heart but his bitter medicine still makes you grimace as you recall the taste.

Thinking of Jungkook, your hand reaches up to touch the feather sticking out of your cap. The young hunter gifted it to you after your previous one got ruined. You were stricken, having gotten it from your family before leaving home. Jungkook had asked you why you were so sad while you were looking down forlornly at your hat and so you told him. He hummed and stalked off with his direwolf, not returning until later that night.

When Jungkook returned, he came back with a beautiful feather and offered it to you. He confessed he couldn’t find a feather from the same species in this area but thought you might like this one, but would understand it you didn’t want it. You take the feather and gave him a kiss on his cheek in thanks, turning his sad pout into one gaping in surprise. Why were your travel companions so clueless when it came to romance?

You can’t help but snort as you think of the clueless men. The most innocent comes to mind and you lean over, searching for the perfect little seashell he gave you. You trace the edges of the shell, and smile as the sense of home hits you. While you love traveling, there are times you do miss your little ocean town that you wished to leave so eagerly.

Taehyung picked up on your feelings easily. When a night came you were close to the coast again, he grabbed your hand and dragged you to the shore. There, you soaked your feet in the ocean and breathed in the salty air while Taehyung searched the beach. He ran over to you excitedly with a boyish grin, handing you the beautiful seashell in front of you now.

Stiffly, you rotate your shoulders, the workout Hoseok put you through earlier starting the burn. The ex-knight saw it as his duty to help train you as his traveling companion, wanting to make sure you can protect yourself. You can fight just fine, your skill with a spear and bow quite impressive, but it never hurts to be more prepared. Just, ouch, he’s trying to over prepare you, that’s for sure.

Hoseok doesn’t talk about his past much, but when you spar you can egg a little out of him. You know he values honor and protecting the innocent like any other knight, but Hoseok fully enacts on those beliefs, and you look up to him for it. As cheesy as it sounds, when you pick up your weapon, you think what would Hoseok do? It has saved you more than once or twice too.

You pick up the last gift from the blanket and unfold a beautiful fan with a snap of your wrist. When you said Hoseok didn’t talk about his past much, that’s an understatement compared to Jimin. The dancer’s sharp glare cuts as much as his deadly knives do so you quickly learned not to ask. It makes you happy though that he’s soften up around the edges some, at least to your group anyways. Plus, it’s hard to stay away from the man that can seduce nearly anyone with his grace. You’re glad he’s on your side.

The fan is decorated with beautiful petals blowing in a stylistic wind. You could sell this for a lot of money, but there’s no way you would do that. Jimin got it for you when you helped him sneak into the mansion to help fulfill part of his revenge plot. He could have gotten you any fan, but he picked one with the same petals as the flower Jin pressed for you. It’s a sign of Jimin opening up to you, and you wouldn’t trade it for the world.

“You could sell that for a high sum, you know.”

“I know,” you snap, closing the fan. Frowning, you turn toward the voice behind you to only see no one there. “Stop showing off.”

When you turn around again, you see Yoongi crouching down over your personal belongings. A coin shines as it flips through his fingers and you pat down your pocket only to find it empty.

“Yoongi, give it back.”

“Is it stealing if I gave it to you in the first place?” Yoongi looks up with a smug grin. It only grows at your frustrated huff.

“Yes, it’s mine now.” You stretch out your hand. “Please.”

“If you insist.” He flicks the coin up in the air and you watch as it flips up into an arch and into your hand. Showoff.

Your thumb traces the foreign mark on the coin before you slide it back into your pocket. Yoongi found the coin from one of his marks’ coin bags. It was useless to him as he didn’t know anyone who took that foreign currency, so you took one of the coins before he could toss them all out, fascinated by its design and wondering how it got to this little corner of world. Yoongi snorted, calling you a kid and saying you could have it so badly if you wanted. You never took any of Yoongi’s stolen goods, except for this little coin.

“What are you thinking about so hard over there?”

For not wanting friends, he sure looked out for you a lot. Always offering help if you wanted it and stepping back when you wanted to do something on your own. He respected your boundaries and talents and you did the same despite not agreeing with each other all the time.

“Just thinking about my most precious treasure.” All these items you hold close to you, but even more so are the memories that surround them and your friends. The eclectic group of people you travel with and this journey you are on is what you love the most in the world.

[therestofmyfandoms]

keen eyes

Therion wouldn’t call himself an actor, really. He can’t star in some dumb play put on for the nobles of some dumb town. But being a thief kinda forces him to have, well, certain skills. It’s rather hard to steal from right under people’s noses if they thought him suspicious. He doesn’t fully get rid of his personality, of course, because he would probably die if he couldn’t make sarcastic comments under his breath. But he does pick up different mannerisms, and watches what he says all the time. It also helps him recognize the signs of other thieves, so there’s that.

Now, Therion definitely wouldn’t call himself a people person either. When he met H’aanit in the S’warkii forest, he wanted to turn right around and walk down to the Sunlands instead. H’aanit, being the kindest yet toughest person Therion’s ever met however, she insisted on helping him get rid of the Bandit’s Bangle. Another thing about H’aanit: she managed to weasel that out of him like 3 days after he swore to himself he would never show anyone. So yeah, it’s safe to say that Therion actually really likes H’aanit.

What he doesn’t like about her is the fact that she somehow managed to get two other people to join their little group. Primrose is nice, Therion muses, but Alfyn just grates on his nerves. Constantly going on about saving people, and how he wanted to be an Apothecary since he was little, blah blah blah. Honestly, by the time they got to the North Atlasdam Flats Therion was ready to throw Alfyn into the ocean.

—

Play nice, H’aanit mutters to him, walking next to him as they stroll into Atlasdam. Easy for you to say, Therion grumbles back. You don’t have to listen to this moron jabber on about herbs. H’aanit simply ignores him, much to his annoyance.

“May I ask why we are here?” Primrose’s deep voice drifts towards them, and Therion glances back at where she’s walking with Alfyn. “Do either of you have business here?”

H’aanit smiles at her, and steps back to explain that we’re staying hither for the night.

Therion scoffs lightly. If H’aanit didn’t scare him slightly, he would've been teasing her for liking Primrose. Whatever, at least this gave him an opportunity to slip from his party. He heard some villagers talking about the city library, maybe he could nab some nice coin from the distracted scholars.

He walks down the stone path, adopting a slow, lazy stroll. I’m just a tourist! Don’t mind me, he thinks, smiling and waving at a guard. The man smiles and waves back, not noticing his belt got a little lighter as Therion swiped his coin purse. Whistling, Therion walks on, looking to the world like a man on a pleasant walk.

He stops at a small square, looking every which way, as if lost. He kinda is, but the exaggeration could attract someone to help him. Which, honestly, would be the perfect person to steal from. A nice, naïve citizen who helps lost tourists.

To his right is a set of large stone stairs, leading up to a grand stone building. It looks elegant and polished, like a school or something. In front of him, another grand building. The flags and extra guards however, screams palace, and just the thought makes Therion shudder and fiddle with his Bangle, before crossing his arms tightly. To the left, down some steps isa smaller yet no less grand building, with a guard stationed at the door. But when the door swings open, he glimpses a large shelf with a seemingly endless amount of books. There then.

“Did you need some help?” Before Therion can take a step, a man’s voice coming from the direction of the palace stops him. He turns in spot, and can’t wait to see what dumb citizen decided to help him. But then he stands, rooted to the spot. A tall, thin man stands a couple feet away from him, wearing a long, expensive-looking black cloak with gold detailing, a dark purple vest with more gold detailing over a poofy white shirt, and a short little ponytail holding back long hair. Point is, Therion is star-struck.

“Hello?” The man says, stepping closer. That’s enough for Therion to jolt back into reality, and he blinks at the man in front of him. Yep, still hot. 

“O-oh, I’m fine. I was just looking for the library?” It comes out as a question, and Therion curses himself for losing his composure so easily. “I think I’ve found it though. The one over there, right?” He removes his arm from where it was crossed under his poncho, and points over to the left of the square. The gorgeous man smiles and nods.

“Why yes, yes it is! Sharp of you to notice! In fact, I was just heading there myself, I’ll walk with you!” And then Therion found himself walking with the man, who seemingly talks forever. Therion learned that he is a scholar, that he teaches some young girls at the palace, and all about his favorite books and book genres. Therion smiles and nods when it feels appropriate, and manages to slip the man’s coin purse off of him. Sadly, the walk is rather short, and before Therion really gets to say anything, the man is saying goodbye.

“I do apologize, but I have to check in on some of my favorite people, and make sure things are running smoothly. Have a nice day!” Therion stands in the entrance to the library, simply watching the man walk away. Huh, he thinks, looking down at the coin purse, as a light blush brushes his cheeks. That’s new.

[gumbat-art]

Friend and Girlfriend

You shouldn't forget your girlfriend, H'aanit!