#mayhaps projecting once again

[tearsofperseides]

12 for Lucius and Izzy 👀

I don't PERSONALLY like how this turned out, but the idea I had in mind is still generally there

(kissing prompts)

Lucius came out on the deck. It was 3 AM and he needed a smoke. He had another one of his nightmares, but what had truly woken him up was the sound of that fucking bell Blackbeard has to wear around his neck, yes, even while asleep and he’s quite a tosser. In both senses.

“Not sleeping either, huh, twatty?” 

“Jesus, fuck me!” Lucius winced at the sudden voice behind him, it took him a second to recognize the voice, “Oh, it’s you. No, guess not.”

Izzy sat down on the deck beside him. “What? You came here to lecture me some more?”

“No, came here to smoke, actually,” Izzy said, taking Lucius’ cigarette and pulling a lighter out of his pocket.

He took a long drag from his cigarette, “These’ll kill you, y’know” He remarked before blowing out the smoke from his mouth.

“So much for not lecturing me, I see” Lucius replied, a hint of a lightheartedly sarcastic smile on his lips.

Izzy chuckled, this was the first time he saw the remnants of the old Lucius. An idea popped into his head, he decided to go for it. 

“Have you ever been sketched?” Izzy asks and takes another drag from his cigarette.

Lucius turns his head towards him. Almost not believing what just came out of Isreal Hands' mouth. He raises his eyebrows, asking for confirmation.

Izzy doesn't take that smug look off his face, the same look he gave him before giving him that godforsakenly beautifully whittled shark. However, as Lucius has noticed, Izzy has been stealing little glances at his lips throughout this entire exchange.

Lucius blew the smoke out of his mouth slowly, clearly looking at his lips, and started leaning in. Izzy leaned in too, just a little.

Their lips met halfway. It was a nice kiss, fulfilling in some strange way. Both of them were attracted to each other, there was no doubt, but the kiss wasn't as passion-filled as Lucius had thought it was gonna be.

Maybe it was Izzy's approach that changed. Maybe it was he himself who changed, Lucius thought. Maybe it was both of them.

[scottstiles]

the idea that something called "artificial" anything is taking over basically all aspects of functioning society is the best indication of the direction we're headed

[puddingcatbeans]

lying on the ground thinking about how dick and tim's relationship went from "i know you'll always catch me / i'll always be there to catch you" to "i miss you so fucking bad but we can't ever go back again"

[ayyponine]

Extremely chill day at volunteering and once again one of the permanent employees floated the idea that i COULD apply fr an oncoming job opening manning the entry desk to receive visitors, yknow, if i wanted to.....

two months into volunteering at the museum and a guy who works there permanently goes “you know theyre looking fr people in communications right” wwyd

[witchhazelevesque]

I just finished rereading The Lost Hero and here are some notable things and stuff I’d forgotten:

Will had a quiver of arrows on his back when the trio arrived at camp- so his characterization was changed for BoO

Mr. D left a veritable forest of grapevines in the living room ‘to remember him by’

All the Hephaestus kids have Murphy beds except for Beckendorf/ Leo

3 Hypnos kids

Rachel has a prophecy pit crew that get her a stool and take care of her when she swoons from oracle business

Annabeth made an oath on the Styx to Jason not to tell anyone yet about Thalia being his sister

Piper is a really quick thinker

Jason is very good at reading people

Leo wishes Madea goes back to the fields of punishment “where she belonged” (resentful lil guy 💕)

Leo DID get to attend his mother’s funeral, glad to hear

In the 5th grade Leo made a ‘steam powered chicken chucker’ as a science project (precursor to the chicken nugget smoke screen mayhaps)

At least 12 Hephaestus kids at camp

At this point summoning lightning almost makes Jason pass out

There’s a parallel of Lityerses not being able to beat Jason’s Roman style sword fighting and the Romans not knowing how to combat Percy’s Greek style in SoN

Jason jokingly calls someone ‘General Eisenhower’, so a hint about him having military knowledge and knowing it so well he uses it as insults/jokes

He recognizes TV news broadcasts, so he prob watches those

Jason vaguely recognizes Piper’s dad in a picture because he has seen him in some movies

Piper calls Hedge by his first name by the end?? Leo uses Tempest as a power source- just plugs an electric saw into him and vroom vroom

Jason fought two different giants in the same day and both times literally went “guess I’ll die”

Jason refers to himself a praetor of the First Legion, though it is officially called the Twelfth Legion. Unclear if this is a mistake/ oversight or if it relates to Jason’s desire to change the Legion’s name that is later mentioned in SoN. Probably a mistake since it’s not brought up again to clear it up

Jason got back most of his memories, except for the location of Camp Jupiter (or the name actually)

Piper sleeps (at least once) with her dagger under her pillow

There’s a reference to 2009 and 2010 Party Ponies events

Hedge is Piper’s dad’s life coach

Piper tells Jason she’d follow him anywhere, paralleling how Frank later says he’d follow Percy anywhere

Chiron calls Lupa his ‘counterpart’

Leo was the one to figure out that Jason and Percy had been exchanged by Hera but then the story makes him forget this by the end to let Jason be the one to explicitly deliver that info??

[winterspiderpurrs]

Farm au!!! Tony and Stephen are married and have been for years (like old bickering couple but still kiss like teenagers). A few years ago they hired Peter to work the farm, but now he is pretty much their adopted son😌😌

Steve and Bucky also work for them. One or both get their eyes on Peter mayhaps?👀👀 - @professional-benaddict 💗💗

Hi Rafni!! @professional-benaddict Hope you like this!

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" Aw come on guys! I just got back! Give me a day or two to adjust!"

Peter covers his eyes as he moves to go get the basket on the kitchen counter that is used to hold the fresh eggs.

Tony laughs and tosses a pillow over at Peter. He sits up from his spot on the couch where Stephen and him were making out heavily. They had gotten used to Peter not being around, though this still happened when he was before, but they 'tried' to make sure they were fairly descent.

"Tough luck Kid! Now get out of the house! While your out stop and introduce yourself to Steve and Bucky."

Peter shakes his head and laughs, picking up the tossed pillow and throwing it back lightly, hitting Stephen.

"Hey!"

"See you guys later! Gonna feed the chickens and get the eggs and check in on Karen!"

Stephen grumbles to Tony as he pulls him back closer.

" Can't believe you let him name that horse Karen."

Peter wondered away from the main house before heading toward the large chicken coup. The coup was situated next to the smaller house on the property. When Stephen and Tony bought the farm, it was a bit of a retirement project for them both.

They had a handful of horses, cows, some goats, and chickens. They had acres full of corn, soybeans, green beans and their own personal garden that everyone tends to. That one connected the two homes on the property, it had a small pumpkin patch, rows of tomatoes, cucumbers, carrots, radishes and turnips.

It was a bit much in the beginning, growing such a variety, but with their access to all the land they were able to divide it up in way to make it work for themselves. And as profits grew, they were able to hire in more help.

Ben Parker worked at the farm before Tony and Stephen bought it. He stayed working with the farm up until two years ago, his last trip into the city he had gotten into a wreck and passed away. They didn't expect Peter Parker to show up a month after, asking if he could work for them. They refused at first, knowing that the kid was in college, and they hadn't wanted him to give up on his dream to work at the farm.

But they both knew that May and Ben were on hard time, even with what they paid Ben. Between them taking in their nephew to raise, May's medical bills even with the insurance they offered. Money would be tight. But Tony was able to convince Peter to work during the summer months, winter break or whenever he was home. That way he could stay in school.

Peter was humming as he started gathering the eggs up out of the coup. The rest of the chickens were out of the coup eating at the feed he had just scattered out into their pen. Once he had checked all the trays for eggs, he covered the eggs he had in the basket up with a cloth.

He went to sit down to watch the hens and roosters run around, the head Rooster who he like to call 'Dodger' because of how much he runs away and dodges getting caught, got in his lap when he heard a voice call out, he looked up toward the smaller house on the property, it served as a guest house and as a place for workers to take a break.

"Hey Kid, What are you doing?"

Smiling, Peter gave an awkward wave.

"Hi! Mr. Stark said he hired new people to help. I'm Peter! Peter Parker"

The guy wiped a thing of sweat off his face with the towel he had around his neck before he nods towards Peter.

"Call me Bucky"

"Nice to meet ya Bucky"

Bucky offers him a small smile, and nods again.

"If your staying later, why don't you join Steve and I for dinner. Since your going to be around for a bit."

"Oh! Yes I mean sure.That sounds great"

"See you then Doll"

It was about an hour later when Peter was heading back with Karen to bring her back to the barn for the evening when he saw someone sitting outside with a couple of the horses.

"Hey! You must be Steve! I'm Peter."

Steve looked up startled out of his thoughts before he offered Peter a smile. Standing up and giving Peter a firm handshake.

"Nice to meet you Peter, Tony talks about you often"

Peter laughs and rubs the back of his neck.

"Yeah? Hopefully good things. I'm just bringing in Karen, do you want me to help with Jarvis and Friday?"

"I got them, time I should get them in anyway."

And that is how when Peter knocked on the door of the guest house, both Steve and Bucky were there, trying to open the door for him first.

[holy-reference-in-a-username]

I don't mean to ask this in a weird way, since you stated Tom is asexual how come he makes out with Tord all the time? Does he have sex? I don't know too much about asexuality so forgive me if I'm wrong in my assumptions.

nah, your question is fine! ill put this under the cut, though.

basic definition: asexuality is a lack of sexual attraction. asexual people can feel romantic attraction, and even feel positively about sex (for example, in the context of making your partner feel good), but a lot of ace people don't. this can be due to trauma, body dysphoria, certain medications, or for no discernible reason at all.

now, to answer your questions:

kissing ≠ sex.

no.*

as for explanations for these answers, here's one: i am ace! i am also HEAVILY projecting onto Tom! does that mean im essentially pouring my heart out to randos on the internet via shitty comics of men kissing?? dont answer that!!!!

anyway, i'm still not 100% set on what i want to do with Tom as a character, but i will say that body dysphoria is a part of his asexuality. being kept in the wrong body for almost 2 decades fucks up your relationship to it, mayhaps. (i am transmasc. and once again projecting onto Tom.)

*not yet. possibly not ever.

[ominous-auburn-orbs]

(Falls over table)

Heyyyy not really a fic idea but mayhap more Caine angst? You give some of the most delectable of such writings 💥

Watch out for those tables, they tend to sneak up on you.

This one does still have kingleader, but it's more focused on Caine going through it. By the way this is set right after the end of the pilot, in case it wasn't clear enough.

Caine lowered himself down to the floor of his room, unable to hold himself up any longer. Another new performer. Another abstraction. Another group of horrible, awful mistakes that were his fault.

No one's first day was easy, but he always held out hope. He hoped that he would get it right next time, that his warm welcome would calm all of their worries and answer all of their questions. Then they would all be able to entertain and have fun together. He just wanted a happy troop. Why couldn't he do it? Why was he always the one to keep that wishful thought from becoming reality?

Caine had made that exit to make them happy. He didn't understand, but he still tried his best. Why wasn't it enough? If he had just finished it, or abandoned the project once he had reached a dead end in its production, Kaufmo would still be around. But he was around. Lost in his own insanity, consumed by his hopelessness, pushed over the edge after having reached the last breaking point he could handle. He was around, in the cellar. He may as well have been dead, despite the fate he had actually been subjected to being far worse.

Pomni shouldn't have had to see that on her first day. She was so anxious. He only wanted her to feel safe, no matter how much of a lie that was. Caine had failed drastically there. What if he hadn't saved her in time? What if the circus and his torture instrument of an exit had already caused her to snap? What if when he went back out there, he found an abstracted mass at the table, infecting his beloved performers, where his jester had once sat? He couldn't face that. He liked Pomni. He like all of his performers. Then why did he hurt them so?

Now that he thought about it, there had been near to no improvement since their arrival.

Kinger had been confused and jittery, being startled by practically everything. The only thing that had calmed him down was when his friend, Queenie, had appeared a few minutes later. Queenie was gone now, leaving him even more frazzled than before. Caine tried to fill her shoes and more, being there for him whenever he needed it, but he couldn't help but feel like there was something he was doing wrong.

Ragatha had been trying to make everything seem okay. She insistently asked about everyone else, never once stopping to think about herself. She seemed more put together now, but she still never considered her own mental state so long as others were involved, and they always were.

Gangle had broken down, saying she missed things she couldn't even remember. Caine had tried to comfort her, but that had only turned her sobs into screams. In a panic, he had sent her to her room with what he understood to be comfort objects, but now he wondered if that was the right move. Now Gangle was always on the verge of falling apart, running to her room frequently when it became too much, being alone at her lowest point.

Jax had been angry. Caine had explained to him in a myriad of ways that he didn't know a way out, and Jax had tried to punch him. He had narrowly avoided it, with the others trying to talk the rabbit down, but Caine had been heartbroken. He only wanted to help and Jax wanted to hurt him. He was less aggressive now, but instead channelled that into making everyone suffer more than they already did.

Zooble had yelled. Originally it was questions, turning to swears, then turning to random noises. They had pulled at their pieces, frantically rearranging them, sobbing and screaming and begging to be comfortable again. Caine didn't know how to fix it. He couldn't change the models the players were given by much, if at all, so he had opted to give them a selection of parts they could choose from. Zooble was still frustrated, everyone and everything always being on their nerves.

Pomni... he could only hope to find some way to calm her neverending anxiety, as justified as it was.

Water droplets sunk into the carpet beneath him. When had he started crying? Caine had no right to cry. He was safe, he had power, he had nothing in the real world to miss while he was here, this place was made for him. How dare he? How dare he think that he deserved to feel anguish of any sort? All that he should feel was guilt. Guilt and remorse, for everything he'd done to those he had the audacity to claim he loved.

A knock on his door pulled him somewhat from his spiral of self-hate. Who would want to check on him? They should be enjoying the meal and the company of people who actually knew how to care for others. The voice that followed sparked a selfish joy within him.

"A-are you in there, Caine? It's Kinger. You just... disappeared. I wanted to talk to you, but I couldn't find where you went."

Kinger had wanted to talk to him? That couldn't be right. Caine wasn't worthy of Kinger's time, let alone his love. Kinger shouldn't have to be anywhere near him when he was like this. He didn't want this to become some sort of pity party, especially not one that anyone who actually deserved sympathy would be forced to indulge in.

Wiping his eyes, Caine steadied his voice, disguising his misery rather well. "I am in here, Kinger, my dear! But you needn't worry, I'll be out in just a moment!"

"Oh. Alright. Why did you leave?"

"I didn't want to bother any of you. It's been a big enough day, anyhow. I'm..." His voice grew quieter and more emotional as his mask already started to slip. "You deserve a break from me."

"What if I don't want one?"

Caine froze, falling into a startled silence. He didn't want him to leave? He didn't understand. He'd ruined everything. How could Kinger still want him?

"U-uh- sorry, I should stop bothering you, um, I'll go back to the table." Kinger had misunderstood the prolonged silence, thinking Caine hadn't wanted to keep talking. As he turned to leave, the ringmaster rushed to open the door.

"Wait!" Kinger looked back, taking note of Caine's reddened eyes. "You're not bothering me. You've never bothered me. I'm sorry, please, please don't go yet."

After a moment, Kinger walked back to him. "I won't go. Do you want to tell me what's bothering you?"

Me. I am bothering me. Instead, Caine fought against the painful feeling that told him to stop being so needy and pulled Kinger into a tight hug, which he was surprised to feel being returned.

Kinger walked them back into Caine's room and leaned against the door, never once letting his ringmaster go. If he didn't want to talk, then they would stay like this for however long was necessary. However long until he knew he was loved.

[guardianofnightmares]

Clouds

Someone's coming back to a home-base and they are being escorted by some mechs ;) . Well, sort of, ha, just in case if trigger happy Cons mistake the ship for an enemy's one. And you can't blame them - Omega Supreme is a formidable enemy and plenty of Warframes remember how devastating blows of his and his "brethren" could be.

Once more, the scene was taken from my story TFA: Icarus (the work and a teaser to it can be found [here] if you're interested). I know I called it an AU of mine in a previous post but, mayhaps, that's not the 100% correct term, since the events of a story will take place after the end of a show. But considering how those events will go in a fanfic of mine and headcanons I'll include there, let's say that Hasbro would not follow the trail I chose, especially with our beloved pairings being part of a project XD.

While an image is not quite what I had in mind for a prompt for a @blitzbee-week but an unused idea is much more complicated then this one, and I knew that I'll not be able to finish it on time. So, nevertheless, I hope you enjoy the final result and once again, thanks for stopping by)).

P.S. Here's a closeup of perhaps my fav part of a picture)). A very good friend of mine and I had tons of fun editing this piece of work couple of days ago. Perhaps I'll even show you our results. Also, do not worry, a Decepticons insignia is a temporary one)

[im-nora-ephron-bitch]

Yo, I say that you miraculously helped someone find a creloise fic they were looking for. Have you maybe came upon a fic with them, that was two chapters long, and basically a smut with good plot and characterization. Basically it's set in the world of the show, they are hooking up in secret. In the first chapter el and cress wake up in Cressida's bed and they sort of bicker, I remember that el was helping put on the cresses corset. In chapter two both of them were at the garden party with hyacinth, and then they sneaked of to some secluded room. The fic was really well written and for the life of me I can't find it. Anyway if you have no idea what I'm talking about I'll just light a candle in memory of it. Besos

Mayhaps this one?

Once again not me who found it. But enjoy!

[gnarliest-phone-dude]

“Welcome t’ the gnarliest cinema n’ DT! S’ also the only one..”

second attempt at an intro for this one too! again as i have mentioned before; my main is @themostsanebug and you may refer to me as the fly or whatever other names you know me by

Are asks open?

yep they are!!

✎ᝰ.

Info

oliver goes by he/him pronouns.

he is a trans man, gay and polyamorous!

he is diagnosed with audhd, which i will once again probably be shown through me self projecting my own symptoms.

he wears a stupid little bell on his tail that he got from an anon. he loves it to pieces.

i have given him his own randy exclusive to this universe. this does not mean hes opposed to datin more randys from different ones however.

he may be out of character due to this being a largely self indulgent blog where i get to just. be him. sorry for anyone looking for character accuracy, can i mayhaps suggest you look at @bodacious-ringading? (SO SORRY FOR THE @) their blog is much more accurate than mine!

the cinema is still very much open in this universe and he still runs the counter!

him and billy have a more brotherly relationship as well! as much as he tries to deny it.

✎ᝰ.

Rules

sexual/suggestive asks are still fine, but please dont make them the main focus much like last time.

do not spam aggressive/violent asks on anon. some are fine and will be answered but others will just be responded to with “read the rules.”

same thing applies to romantic asks.

roleplaying is heavily encouraged! other character interactions and ocs are all welcome here!

no nsfw/heavily violent asks, ill simply delete the ask and maybe block you.

basic dni (no zoos/maps/etc.)

no venting in the askbox, i cant handle my own problems let alone someone elses!

no spamming the same ask over and over either!

i am free to delete whatever asks i please. keep that in mind.

[nonbinaryurianger]

FFXIVWrite 2024, day 19: Taken

Thancred and Urianger discuss how to handle Thancred's old arrangement with Rinh once she arrives on the First. (Spoilers: It's polyamory.)

Rated T.

It was rare to have a moment of quiet on the First, much less a moment when the two could be alone together, but Thancred and Urianger had managed to find one such moment this evening. Relaxing on the sofa that Thancred had insisted be installed in the Bookman’s Shelves, while sipping some spirit that had been carefully distinguished from the alchemy supplies around it, the pair relaxed in each other’s company.

Thancred pulled his feet up onto the sofa and leaned against his partner while he tried to figure out how to approach a potentially sticky topic that nonetheless needed addressing. With the Warrior of Light having made it to this reflection, his old relationship with her risked coming into conflict with his newer relationship with Urianger—not that it was even new to them by now. And that is if what he had with Rinh could even have been called a relationship; “arrangement” might be a more apt term, or “occasional rendezvous.” Either way, what had been weeks for her had been years for them, and there was certain to be some sort of discomfort somewhere in the mix.

“So, about Rinh,” he tested. No sudden tension in the fingers that casually brushed against his arm, no increased heart rate...that was good. Just a glance up from his book. He continued, “I’ll go ahead and break it off with her when I see her next.”

Urianger’s head tilted toward him questioningly. “Wherefore?”

“Well, I rather thought I was taken,” he said.

A smile curved onto Urianger’s lips. “Such possessiveness thou dost project upon me. Be it thy heart’s will in truth that your relationship end?”

“It’s not like we had anything serious going on,” Thancred replied with practiced nonchalance. “Makes no difference to me one way or another.”

A lie. A lie he’d even convinced himself of until recently, but a lie nonetheless. Their arrangement had been one between friends—just friends who occasionally spent the night together. The fact that he’d developed feelings for her at some point was entirely out of line, in his opinion, and given his certainty that she did not feel the same, it was never worth bringing up. So he had lied to himself until it became his truth. It was only when he saw Rinh again after several years of neglecting to maintain that lie that it came crashing down around him.

But that was his own problem. Not Rinh’s, and certainly not Urianger’s. He was very happy with Urianger, and he had no desire to ruin that with errant unreciprocated feelings for an old fling.

Of course, Urianger saw right through him. He placed a bookmark in his book and set it on the side table, then turned to face Thancred better with a soft but knowing smile. Thancred groaned inwardly.

“Thou needst not withhold the truth from me, my dearest. Thy heart knoweth what it doth want. The way thou dost behold her, ‘tis not mere lust in thine eyes. Nor is it mere lust with which she beholdeth thee, ere thou counter.”

With that last part, Urianger succeeded in fizzling out any argument Thancred might have made. Finding himself oddly disarmed, he took a careful sip of his drink to fill the gap.

“You really think so?” he finally asked in a small voice. Then, remembering himself, he added, “Not that it would matter! I have you.”

“And I am not a jealous person,” Urianger said gently. “Mayhap she would be interested in joining our relationship, shouldst thou be amenable to the idea.”

Well, this conversation was going in directions that Thancred absolutely did not expect.

“Do you even like her that way?” he asked.

“I bear a certain affection for her, undoubtedly,” Urianger said. “In truth, I know not whether my feelings for her would be aptly described as romantic, but should it not work out, then I would be glad to simply call her my metamour.” He reached a hand out and stroked Thancred’s cheek in the way he loved. “Pray do not let me stand in the way of thy happiness.”

Thancred took the hand and brushed his lips against it. “Please don’t think I’m not happy with you.”

“Fear not; I harbor no doubts. I see the love in thine eyes for me as well. Nevertheless, if thou couldst find yet more happiness by sharing thy love with another, then ‘twould bring me great joy to see thee have it.”

Thancred thought about it for a long moment, rotating his glass in his free hand. He had never dared assume that Rinh might harbor feelings for him as he did for her, and he was supposed to be perceptive. Why hadn’t she said anything? Not that he could claim any high ground in that regard. He supposed it was easy to use the intimacy of sex as a mask to obscure other forms of intimate knowledge too vulnerable to explore. They may have known each other’s bodies inside and out, but evidently they did not know each other’s hearts.

And speaking of vulnerability, he'd had quite enough for one night. He gave his partner's hand another quick kiss, but offered no more in the way of heartfelt thanks.

"I'd written up a whole breakup speech to give her," he instead complained. "I hope you know you're on the hook for figuring out what to say to her now."

[charcadett]

hi!! ok so i was the person who requested the larry x reader hcs where they were too anxious to confess n had a cofagrigus and aegislash. so basically.. i’m back to send in another request 🤭 i absolutely LOVE ur work and ngl i reread some of it often.. but anyways!!

i was thinking about doin another hcs request for larry, but i changed my mind. going with hassel!! anyways, reader has a cofagrigus (of course <3) and when hassel comes home (from teacher stuff n elite four things) the reader isn’t home, just their cofagrigus. mayhaps he gets worried for them n all that only to find out that they were taking a nap inside cofagrigus.. hehe idk where i got this idea i just thought it would be silly

and again, i love ur work!!! i always look forward to any new stuff you make ^_^

WAAAH WELCOME BACK IM GLAD YOU LIKED IT!!! This is such a funny scenario and I think Hassel is the perfect guy to do this for. And not because I’m totally rabid for him ahaha.. Honestly, I’ve never had really strong feelings for Cofagrigus but doing this request has made me a total fan.

Hassel Catching His SO Asleep Inside Their Cofagrigus

- Hassel returns home later than usual. He was at the academy late helping a few of his students with their art projects, then ended up having to drop by the league because he forgot his favorite coffee mug in the break room. By the time he steps through the door, the sun has set and he’s trying to scrub the sleep out of his eyes with his knuckle. Despite this, and as always, he is excited to see you. One of Hassel’s favorite parts of the day is once night has fallen, the two of you sharing a cup of tea, while you share stories of your day with each other.

- Except he can’t find you. He checks the kitchen, then your bedroom, and finally, with a cursory knock, he checks the bathroom. Before he allows himself to worry, Hassel looks through his phone to see if he’s missed a text from you, and when he doesn’t see it, his heart drops into his stomach. He knows he shouldn’t be so anxious. You’re an adult and you’re welcome to come and go as you please, but it’s late and you usually let him know if you’ll be gone before he’s home.

- Trying to calm his frantic heart, Hassel decides to call you. It takes two rings to realize he can hear your phone ringing in tandem somewhere in the house. At first, he feels a little nauseous. It doesn’t bode well if you’re out in the middle of the night, with no way for anyone to contact you. What if you get lost? Or hurt? Hassel takes a deep breath and follows the ringing to its source. Only two more calls, and he finds himself standing in front of your grinning Cofagrigus with his hands on his hips.

- “Would you happen to know where your trainer is?” He asks before your half-asleep form is sent tumbling out of Cofagrigus, accompanied by a loud belch from said Pokemon.

- It’s said that Cofagrigus turns unsuspecting grave robbers into mummies, trapping them within it forever. You, however, are not a grave robber. You came to find a few years after you began training your Cofagrigus that the inside of your beloved Pokemon is a great place for a nap. It’s warm, safe, dark, and silent. Admittedly, you can’t deny how funny it is to see people's reactions when they see you step out of your big bad Cofragrigus with a grin, somehow not mummified. Hassel is not an exception to this. His mouth is agape, eyes wide, as he takes a step to catch you. He can barely get a question out between baffled vocalizations and your laughter.

- You invite Hasel to join you next time. It’s comfortable in there. He politely rejects your offer when he sees your Cofagrigus' grin widen, almost daring him to. The man can’t catch a break. Both you and your Pokemon are messing with him at once. At least now he knows where you’ll be if he can’t find you again.

[nephriteknight]

hm okay new updated list of cosplays i want to do:

The Prisoner -- those big chunky chains look like a fun challenge to make, also she was the first princess i met and i love her

The Apotheosis -- I Wanna Be Sexy And Powerful Is That So Much To Ask

Happily Ever After -- i am sobbing, etc, my love, also great simple design

The Long Quiet, mayhaps? i wanna be a fucked up little bird man

Probably more princesses but I haven't met them all yet and I'm trying not to put Every Single Princess on this list (tho that would be a very fun project)

Phineas Thatch, once i know how to make armor. and LED crystals. him.

The Granddaughter -- HAT! i'm obsessed with them you gotta understand

Cleophee Guilemoth -- the first character that i would actually consider doing body paint for

Scarlet Pearl -- i've got some fun ideas for a design!! i could wear her to a crane wives concert or smth

Laudna -- I Love Spooky We've Been Over This

The Red Grail -- [see the Apotheosis]

The Malachite -- bees!

The Horned Axe -- truly just to complete the set. dont get me wrong she's awesome!! but she is just. an Axe. maybe i just make a prop not a costume

on the subject of props, the Blood of Lathandar!

and Lark's glove!!

i still wanna do that Radiance cosplay too. Or Grimm!!

wait wait Teresa Galmier would be a fun simple costume

i still kinda want to take a stab (heh) at a Michael Distortion cosplay

or Prentiss?

oh also Sister Sinda (because again, spooky)

is this what tumblr is for? i don't care!

i really do want to do the Prisoner tho, i think i'd make the chains and shackles out of some kind of foam and connect them with magnets? which is the kind of more-than-you-can-chew cosplan i'd immediately regret but hey it's worth it for Her

[epithet-beloved]

Parental/Mentor Naven Headcanons mayhaps? 👀

MENTOR NAVEN NUKNUK

synopsis… Headcanons on what Naven is like as a mentor figure!

ft. Naven Nuknuk, Yoomtah Zing (mentioned)

tags… mentor/menteé dynamic, reader is a student teacher, author is projecting real hard, epithet erased spoilers, but only if you squint

word count… 691

a/n… I DON’T PLAAAAY WITH MENTOR NAVEN!!!! As a student teacher myself, i’m so projecting here… live laugh love the 9–5 isn’t worth it <3 ✧ 🦝

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 You’re Naven’s teaching assistant.  Being a teacher is DIFFICULT if you have no training, so he’s relieved when you, a student teacher, volunteer to team-teach interpersonal communications with him.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 He may be your mentor, but honestly there’s a mutual benefit to your dynamic.  He shows you the ropes of a work day, and you ease his anxieties about teaching his preferred subject.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 There’s an image in my head of you showing Naven lesson plans and he just pales.

“...W-What’s a unit of learning, may I ask?  Hm…  Is there a real difference between key concepts and key skills?”

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 All these terms are so new to him.  Honestly for a hot second it’s more like you’re mentoring him.  

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 The more you get used to your workflow and dynamic, the more his side of the mentoring comes in.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Naven may seem like a doormat to strangers, but he always knows just what to say and do.  If you’re anxious, he senses it, and he talks you through whatever it is that’s stressing you out.  He’s a real comforting presence.  It’s like you can talk to him about anything.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 When you become more comfortable talking about personal lives, Naven is just full of whimsy and enthusiasm for certain topics!  He loves babbling about different teas, what books he read recently, where he and his wife went for dinner last weekend… Honestly, doing something unexpected as he rambles is the only time you can ever catch him off guard.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 That’s another thing.  He has eyes on the back of his head, you swear it.  You’re doing any kind of slacking off and he peers over at you with squinted eyes and a furrowed brow.  How can one side-eye with unopened eyes?  No idea, but he has perfected it.

“...You better not be checking your socials during work hours.  How do I know?  Hm, I’m just psychic!” He jokes with a giggle.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 When you’re in an office together, sometimes one of Naven’s new chauffeurs will swing by, speedwalking to his desk and lightheartedly lecturing him on how he forgot his lunch.  It’s rather amusing to watch.  Sometimes she’ll talk with you, but you know she’s just here for Naven from how impatient she is waiting for him.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 You wonder just how on Earth the guy can have so many chauffeurs in such a short time span…

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Naven is the king of silly little office games.  There’s this thing called ‘mugging’ someone, where you’ll leave a mug full of treats and nice things with a note saying they got ‘mugged’ and they’re now in charge of mugging someone else.  And to tell you Naven LOOOVESSS doing things like this.  He’s so cheesy, but he likes livening up the workplace you’re in with him.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Sometimes he’ll take you to STEM because a guy could always need an extra pair of hands!  He does warn you that his colleagues could be a little, ehhh, eccentric, but nothing his protegé can’t handle!!

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 You’re well taken care of in STEM, Naven makes sure of it!!!

“If you need me, do tell me!” Naven reminds you once more as you board the lift up to his office.  “I won’t know otherwise.  Communication is very important!  People… can sometimes be unprofessional.  It’s happened before, and it can happen again.  I wouldn’t want my favourite student to run into the wrong person!”

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Speaking of, he loves calling you his favourite student he’s as cheesy as a charcuterie board i swearrrrr…

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 If you’re inscribed, then he’s so interested.  He asks tons of questions, curious about what your ability does, how it affects you daily, etc. etc.  He’s so attentive, and it’s almost flattering how much he wishes to get to know you and help you out.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Once you get close enough, Naven may invite you to work for him at STEM.  He trusts you, and he knows you’re a capable worker!  Plus, he can even provide accommodation if you live too far!

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Really, how could you refuse when he looks at you so hopefully?  He knows you can make a difference, and he’ll pave the way for younger people like yourself to make it happen.

[oveliagirlhaditright]

I saw an article about how one of the things Final Fantasy XVI had in common with some other FFs--to make it a FF (which is still a silly argument that we even need to have to me, but whatev)--is flower importance in the story. And that's certainly true. So I decided to make a post about that... And prepare for the longest post in the history of the world, because I may have gone overboard in screenshotting some of these. I also decided to include Kingdom Hearts here, since it's a Disney and Final Fantasy crossover (with its own story, of course).

We'll never know how similar or not Final Fantasy Versus XIII and Final Fantasy XV's stories are or were to each other (after Tetsuya Nomura, director of Versus XIII, got kicked off the project and the game got a new director and became FFXV, and the story did at least slightly change)--even with Nomura now putting some of his Versus XIII ideas into Kingdom Hearts. It seems here, though, that even when it was Versus and Noctis and Stella, instead of Noctis and Luna, there was at least one flower scene with them. Perhaps this is the aforementioned Noctis and Luna flower crown scene (maybe originally it happened with Noctis and Stella, and that was then repurposed for Noctis and Luna). Like, for whatever reason, something upset Noctis' childhood friend here (the responsibilities her mother had to endure, perhaps, if this part of the story was still very much like XV's. Mayhap that hurt Stella to think about), and Noctis comforted her with the sylleblossom, and then we got the flower crown scene Luna alluded to in XV... or maybe it was something totally different from that with Noctis and Stella. Maybe sylleblossoms didn't even exist in Versus. Like I said, we might never know. But here, at least, was another couple (again: how similar they were to the later Noctis and Luna: who knows?) where flowers were at least important to them for a hot second.

Kairi likes to pick flowers, as we see here and in a scene in the BbS credits (that I'd show, but picture limit is keeping from doing it [I'd show a lot more pictures for a lot of these girls, if it weren't for picture limit)].

She also has a flowery Keyblade, of course, surely because of her love for flowers:

And I guess part of her Keyblade's design is that a king chess piece--which Sora's chess piece was the king one in KHIII, of course--is attached to a red string. And we all know about the red string of fate (I bring that up, because another common theme in all of this, is that all these gals with the flowers are part of a star-crossed lover pairing).

Kairi's heart is also in the shape of a flower in Re:Mind and Melody of Memory?

Yep.

Edit: Oops. I forgot Squall and Rinoa: Squall's promise to Rinoa that if she comes to Edea's orphanage--that is full of flowers outside, giving us our flower connection--that he'll be waiting for her, so she'll find him.

Also, I think Yeul gave Noel a flower in Lightning Returns for some reason? Though I don't remember why. I've only played Lightning Returns once--and only watched the cutscnenes once, in said playthrough--many years ago at this point. I really need to replay Lightning Returns again, as I actually love the Lightning Trilogy and found the gameplay in Lightning Returns very enjoyable. I also know that one of the Yeuls in FFXIII-2 loved flowers.