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Little Boy Blue

You wouldn't know it from how much I draw Reth but Hassian was actually my first choice

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palians must think humans are the most unchill species to exist - like we spawn from the abyss with no memories then proceed to SPRINT everywhere and mb sometimes even fly bc who has time for stairs? where are we all going in such a hurry?

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Dinner Disaster

summary: after some flirting, reth finally asks reader out for dinner, but it doesn’t go as planned (follows the dinner disaster quest)

relationship: Reth x gn!reader

warnings: spoilers for Reth’s backstory and interactions, smooching

word count: 5.1k 

A/N: literally no one asked for this but this game is consuming my very being to a molecular level, and this man is a big reason i’m obsessed. btw if any of you play palia or are interested in playing, hmu and we can add each other lol this is set some time after the flirting starts, after reader gets involved in his uh, side business. this is more or less how the quest played out in my head so, yeah, enjoy~

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(english is not my first language. constructive criticism and grammar corrections are very appreciated!)

— — —

Since you developed a real green thumb, to the delight and pride of Badruu, you have some extra apples from your tree that you don’t know what to do with. So, as with most of your garden surplus, you decide to bring them to Reth, who will surely find a good use for the produce.

You spot the freckled Majiri behind the bar when you enter the Inn, thinking that he’d probably make an apple pie with the fruit, and that you’d surely get a slice. Your mouth waters at the thought. You wonder when the cook will teach you the recipe; maybe you should ask him. 

Reth’s working the register, finishing some transaction with another human customer, when you place the wooden crate of apples on the bar, and proceed to take a seat on the stool you usually occupy when you visit him at the Inn. Reth gives the apples a curious glance, and talks to you over his shoulder as he hands the customer some change.

“Thanks, babe,” he says without thinking, and you both freeze at his words, as does the human who just paid for a recipe. They shoot you a quick look with raised brows, then silently turn on their heels and walk out of the Inn. Reth slowly turns to you. 

“Sorry, that kinda slipped out,” he says sheepishly, unable to meet your eyes. “Are we at the babe status yet?”

To be honest, if he had asked you first, you probably would have said no. It’s not your favourite pet name, and he could surely come up with something better. He often calls you sweet tooth, which you’ve actually come to like a lot. But hearing him call you ‘babe’ so matter-of-factly out of nowhere… You’re surprised to realise that you actually like how it sounded, how it sounds coming from him.

“I mean… If you want to be,” you answer after a moment, deciding to tease him a little. “Sure thing, babe.”

Except that it backfires and it ends with both of your faces burning up, which he tries to play off by clearing his throat. 

“Yeah, I’ll still have to get used to it, too,” you chuckle, bringing a hand to your face in an attempt to cover up how flustered you got. “But I like it when you say it.”

“Noted,” he replies, then looks around the Inn to see if someone else will approach the register. As there’s no one else, he fully faces you, leaning slightly over the bar. “Say, what are you up to today?”

“Oh you know, the usual,” you reply, starting to count on your fingers. “Hunting, fishing, foraging. Then tending to the vegetable garden. I also need to craft a new chair. Why?”

“A-are you busy later tonight?”

You prop yourself up on your elbow and give him a lopsided smile. 

“I’m never too busy for you,” you offer, and he smiles amusedly at your answer. “You have anything in mind?”

“I was thinking we could have dinner. At your place, maybe?” he asks. “I’ll take care of the food and everything. You just have to show up.”

Up until now, no one has actually visited your house. Sure, you upgraded from your first precarious tent to a proper building, and the Majiri came by every so often to say hi or bring you something, but no one has actually gone into your house. And for some reason the thought of Reth not only being at your place but also being the first one to do so, it makes you a bit nervous… but in a good way.

You realise that he’s still looking at you waiting for an answer, fidgeting with a loose nail on the wooden crate still on the bar. 

“I’d love that, actually,” you reply.

“Great!” He looks actually relieved. As if I would have said no to you asking me out, you think, smiling to yourself. He’s so innocent sometimes. Reth takes the crate and shoves it under the bar somewhere. 

“Then let’s say around 6pm?” he proposes.

“Sounds good,” you agree with a nod. 

Ashura enters the Inn, giving you a warm smile and a wave from afar as he spots you. Given that it’s his boss and you shouldn’t be distracting Reth from work, you take it as your cue to leave.

“See you later then,” you say in a low voice so Ashura can’t hear you.

“Don’t miss me too much,” Reth gives you his usual goodbye. He winks at you and you merely roll your eyes as you turn to exit the place. And just in time, so he can’t see your flustered face. You can’t remember when exactly the winking started, but it never fails to make you weak in the knees.

Once down at the plaza, you refocus on your tasks for the day, mentally making a list of the things to buy, resources to mine and places to go. Then you head for your first stop with a spring in your step. Tonight can’t come quickly enough.

— — —

You come home with a backpack full to the brim of crabs, plants, stones and other goodies. As you set down your things on the grass with a grunt from the weight, you see your palcat coming out of the house to greet you.

“Hey there,” you say, crouching down to scratch her head. She purrs and meows happily. You recently got this companion, and it’s been nice having someone at home to come back to. She often accompanies you when you go out as well, but this morning she was feeling especially lazy and cosy so she stayed in bed. You walk to your storage crate, starting to put everything away, and your cat looks at you with a light tilt to the head as you tell her about your day.

“Oh and actually,” you finish your retelling with the big news. “We’re having a visitor today.”

“Mreow?”

“Yeah, him… So you have to be on your best behaviour, you hear me?” you tell your cat with an accusing finger pointing at her. “We have to make a good impression. If you’re good, you can have lots of treats later, okay?”

She meows again, and you like to think she just agreed; bribes with food always work, after all.

There’s still some time until six, so you tend to your garden, clean yourself and change into a new set of clothes, the nicer one. It’s the only one you own, and it was a gift from Jel. In fact, all the clothing you have was given to you by him in some way or another. You make a mental note to prepare a gift for him for helping you out so much.

Next to your house there’s a nice spot among the trees, near the pond, where you can hear the trickling of water. You grab a big blanket and a lantern, and set everything up for a picnic corner. Even if whatever Reth brought was more of a “plates and cutlery at the table” kind of meal, you could still come out here after and look at the stars a bit. Then, maybe you’ll find the courage to make a proper move on him… You imagine the both of you sitting on the blanket, illuminated only by the warm glow of a candle and the gentle moonlight, you take his hand, he leans in, and… 

You mentally slap yourself to get rid of those thoughts, cheeks ablaze. Let’s not get ahead of ourselves, you reprimand yourself. He may be a bit of a flirt at times, but Reth doesn’t strike you as the type of person to take such feelings lightly. So you have to make sure that he even is into you in the first place. Like actually into you. Suddenly your whole mental scenario shifts, and as you take his hand, he pulls away, disgusted. But wait. Dinner was his idea. He even called you ‘babe’. Surely he must have some interest, right? You’re not just… a side piece? 

Before you can spiral down further, you hear your name being called, although it’s not the voice you were expecting; this one is higher and has a slight lisp. You turn around to find Auni by the gate to your yard. You jog up to where he stands, smiling curiously. Sure, he delivers the mail twice a day, but usually you just find the letters in your mailbox as if they magically appeared; you never saw him actually deliver anything. You wonder if he has a new cool bug to show you.

“Hey Auni!” you greet the boy as you approach him. 

“Hi, I have a delivery for you,” he announces, holding out something for you to take.

“Oh, what is it?”

“Reth paid me in cakes to have this brought to you asap, said it was really important.”

“Oh?” 

You take the letter from him with a thanks, and he says his goodbyes. Why would Reth send a letter when he’s supposed to show up himself? Maybe it’s a treasure hunt kinda thing? 

You open the folded piece of paper, which isn’t even in an envelope, recognising Reth’s handwriting, but it’s even messier and more hurried than usual. The curious smile on your face disappears, your brows furrowing as you read.

Hey, I feel like a HUGE jerk for doing this, but I have to cancel our plans tonight. Something came up that I can’t ignore. Next time we see each other I promise I’ll explain.

- Reth

It feels like your whole body suddenly runs cold, and your hands drop to your sides, your eyes looking ahead at nothing in particular.

Your cat, who had poked her head out the door when she heard Auni, seems to sense the shift in you and approaches, meowing softly, as if asking if everything is okay. You look down at her, and give a light shrug.

“Looks like we won’t have visits after all…” you explain, reading over the letter one more time, then letting out a deep sigh. “Let’s get you something to eat, c’mon.”

She seems to know those words, as she immediately stands up and circles around your legs. Following you inside, she waits for you to get the bowl ready, and once you set it on the ground, she happily digs in.

“Well, at least one of us got a nice dinner.”

You stroke once from her head to her long bushy tail, to which she comically lifts her behind, then you decide to turn in for the night and head to bed, not really feeling hungry despite the eventful day.

— — —

The next morning you wake up to the sunlight shining through your window and fully hitting your face; you forgot to close the blinds the night before. With a squint, you look down at the weight you feel on yourself and find your cat curled up on your lap, which gets a sleepy half smile out of you. 

Picking her up in your arms, you go to close one of the blinds, then make your bed and head to the kitchen for breakfast. You start your routine like normal, having breakfast, taking care of the garden, going through your inventory to check what you need and what you can sell. You take your time, though, not really wanting to head into the village just yet. 

By the time you’re ready to go, it’s almost noon. Usually you’d be at the inn in the morning to say hi to Reth and chat a bit before starting your day. And while you really don’t feel like talking to him after leaving you hanging yesterday, you also know that he’s probably beating himself up about it, even more so if you haven’t been seen all morning. So after heaving a deep sigh, in hopes of letting all anger and frustration exit your body, you walk through the gate down into the village. To your surprise and delight, your cat follows this time.

You make your way towards the central plaza, exchanging greetings with those who walk by you, stopping to have a short chat with Chayne, whom you probably don’t talk to enough. You make a mental note to remedy that.

Somewhere in your mind though, you know you’re just stalling; you should just get it over with. Reth probably has a good explanation. Besides, you don’t want to be mad at him or give him the silent treatment or anything. You miss him, and you do want to see him. You’re just… disappointed. 

Taking one last deep breath as you stand before the Inn, you look down at your palcat and give her a nod. She meows encouragingly. You walk in through the open door, relieved to find it mostly empty. There’s very few people sitting at the tables in the corner, and Ashura isn’t at the reception desk. 

Your eyes find Reth’s behind the bar, and he freezes for a moment. You approach him like you normally would, about to take a seat on your usual stool.

“Wait,” he says before you’re able to fully sit down. You merely shoot him a questioning look. He lowers his voice, shooting a quick glance at the people eating at the tables. “Let’s talk in the back.” 

Reth scribbles something on a piece of paper and places it next to the till, indicating for you to follow him with a nod of his head. You pat the seat you meant to take while commanding your cat to hop onto it, and she does, so you tell her to stay there and wait. Then as you walk to where he said, you take a quick look at the paper; it reads “back in 5”.

You follow Reth into the back room, and you both come to stand in the farthest corner; since there are two archways but only one has a door, this will have to do to stay away from prying ears and curious eyes. You both talk in hushed voices.

“I’m sorry about yesterday,” he says with a sigh, scratching his neck. He drags his eyes up to meet yours, scared of what he might find.  “Please don’t be mad. Are you mad? You can be a little mad. I’m such a jerk–”

“Hey, no need don’t say that,” you interrupt him, and you just look at each other in silence for a second. “I mean, I’m upset, but not in a ‘mad at you’ way. More in a… ‘I was really looking forward to it and was bummed that you had to cancel at the last minute’ way.

“I was really looking forward to it too, it’s just…” Reth runs his hand over his face with a groan. “Yesterday was kind of a mess.”

“What happened?”

“Ashura caught me sneaking into the back rooms after hours. I panicked, so I lied and said I was actually planning a party for him, as a thank you. He liked that idea, so he got off my back, but now I actually have to throw him a dinner party with other people.”

You look to the side, unable to stop the scoff that escapes you. But it isn’t a mocking or offended scoff, it’s more of an amused sharp exhale. 

For a moment, you think back to how you kind of ended up roped into his side hustle of smuggling illicit goods (especially Flow and ancient artifacts, which are very illegal), which is why he was sneaking around in the first place. You’ve been covering for him with Ashura and many others for a while now, and while at first it was more of a personal favour, now you're in too deep. Not that you mind, though. If you’re being honest with yourself, it adds a bit of an exhilarating factor to everyday life. You’re not entirely sure yet about the actual power and meaning of Flow in this society, but it seems to be connected to humans in some way, so you’re at least a little bit interested in it. If you have to investigate and interact with it in secret, then so be it; you also want answers as to what happened to humanity and how you landed here. Besides, it’s one more thing you two can bond over. Literally partners in crime. The thought makes you smile to yourself.

“You’re kind of bad at this whole criminal thing, you know?” you tell him with a playful grin. “Getting strangers involved, almost being caught by your boss.”

He doesn’t seem too amused. 

“I know, I’m…” his demeanour shifts from annoyed at and with himself to almost shy, and he looks down as he bites the inside of his cheek. “I guess I’ve been distracted lately, is all.”

You hum in response, somewhat intrigued. When his gaze comes back up to meet yours though, eyes filled with yearning, the look he gives you makes your heart skip a beat, and suddenly you’re all too aware of how close you’re standing to each other. You need to wrap this up.

“So is there anything I can do to help you out?” you ask him.

“What? No, you really don’t need to. You’ve already saved my hide so many times,” he’s quick to dismiss your question. “Besides, cooking is one of the few things I’m actually good at, so I got that covered.”

Suddenly he looks like he just thought of something that you could in fact help out with, but he doesn’t want to say. You give his upper arm a soft push with your fist.

“C’mon, out with it,” you encourage him with a playful smile. 

“Well…” His eyes linger for a second where you touched him. “I need to prepare everything, so I can’t be out and about actually inviting everyone to the dinner party.”

He takes out a paper from his pocket and hands it to you. You skim over it, seeing a list of names.

“If you could invite everyone and let me know how many guests will come, I can make sure to cook the right amout.”

“Got it,” you reply with a nod. “I’ll ask around and probably send Auni back to let you know. He told me you’re paying him in cakes for special deliveries. Think you can sneak another baking session in today on top of dinner? On my tab.”

“Sure thing,” he chuckles, then gets serious again. “And hey, I really am sorry. I’ll make it up to you.”

“Reth, it’s okay, really,” you say, and he’s so close and he looks so sad, you want to hold his face so badly. In fact, your hand is already going up, but you pull back midway, fidgeting with the collar of your shirt instead. “Just… be more careful next time, okay?”

“Yeah…” he sighs. “And thank you, for the invites. I owe you. Again.” 

“Yes, you do,” you chuckle. “Maybe I should start charging you with interest.”

He starts patting down his pockets. 

“I don’t have any cash on me at the moment,” he says with a smile, playing along. 

Your answer comes quicker than you can anticipate and you’re unable to stop your words. 

“I was thinking more along the lines of kisses maybe…”

Both of you look at each other a bit shocked.

“Oh. O-oh,” is all he stammers.

Whatever confidence came over you for you to say that, immediately dissipates as Reth turns several shades of pink darker. The tips of his ears look like they might actually catch fire any moment.

“But we can talk about payment later,” you’re quick to add, and clear your throat. “I’ll uhm, get your invites out. You better start on that food.”

“Right. Yes,” he says stiffly, and you both put some space between each other. “Thanks again. And sorry too. And–”

“Reth,” you cut him short again, giving him a reassuring smile. “It’s okay. See you later.”

“B-bye.” 

You exit the backroom, calling for your cat, who walks around the bar to find you, and you make a hasty exit through the back, walking down the stairs to your left. As you pass the river, you consider for a moment jumping into the water to cool down. Maybe that would get your heart to slow down again. You fist your shirt over your chest where you can feel the pounding against your ribs. 

An inquisitive meow from the side gets your attention back, and you look down at your companion, who’s looking up at you confusedly.

“Right. We have a job to do,” you say and go to take out the paper with the list from your pocket, except that it’s been in your hand the whole time, and it’s now crumpled and slightly damp because of how clammy your hands were. You cringe a bit at that, commanding yourself to calm down at once. Geez, get a grip on yourself, you think.

It takes a while to track Auni down after everyone else, given that he’s always out on his mail route or out and about exploring, probably trying to catch some bugs. When you finally find him, you give him the list of people who plan to atttend Ashura’s dinner, and send him to Reth to deliver the news with the promise of getting his sticky hands on more cake. This seems to do the trick, and he happily jogs off with the new list stuffed into a side pocket of his gigantic backpack. You look after him as his figure gets smaller and smaller, wondering how he’s even able to carry all that. His equipment is bigger than himself. 

With a shake of your head, you bring your attention back to your own equipment, and get your bow and arrows ready. Today you’re hunting chapaas; Hassian asked for some meat and fur earlier this week and you haven’t been able to deliver yet. 

— — — 

You get back home relatively late, and when you do, the flag on your mailbox is up. Setting down your haul next to it, you get out several letters, looking for a message from Reth. And lo and behold, there’s one from him, this time properly written and folded into an envelope. 

He says that in the end everything worked out, to which you sigh in relief. Ashura doesn’t suspect a thing apparently, and everyone had a great time. He tells you to meet him at your “private spot” tonight, he has something to give you. 

You look at the time, then down at yourself; you’re looking pretty shabby after hunting for hours on end, kneeling down in mud and such. So you quickly change into clean clothes, wash your face and prepare food for your loyal cat. As she happily munches away, you grab your jacket and leave again. Nights can get pretty chilly here, you’ve learned. 

It doesn’t take long for you to make your way to the inn, given that you’re essentially bee lining for it. Checking that no one’s following you or sees you enter the inn from the back, you quickly take a left and go down the stairs towards the storage room. Reth gave you the key to it, so you unlock the door and enter, quickly closing it behind you. 

When you turn around, you’re met with the cook on the other side of the room, stopping whatever he was doing on the table, and he stands up to come and meet you.

“Hey sweet tooth, thanks for coming,” he greets you. 

“Hey,” you smile up to him but he looks tense. “Is everything okay? I thought you said the dinner party worked out? “

“No, it did. It’s- It’s not that,” he curses under his breath at himself. 

“What is it then?”

Reth sighs, and you can tell he’s trying to find the right words. So you give him a moment to gather his thoughts, waiting patiently.

“You know… I’m not used to asking for help,” he starts explaining. “Even as a kid, I wouldn't, and I didn't expect others to help, either. It was always just me and Tish against the world. And now there’s you.”

His cheeks flush ever so slightly, and you can start to feel yours mirroring his.

“Here you come, busting into my life,” he says with a soft smile, but it quickly vanishes. “And even though I keep messing up… somehow you’re still here. You’re not sick of me yet.”

You want to interject, as that “yet” doesn’t sit well with you, but he doesn’t let you.

“And more than that, you've put yourself on the line for me, more than once. I honestly don't understand why you keep putting up with me but… I really do appreciate everything you've done and how much you've helped me out, and Tish as well. But the cartel… I- I don’t want you to get hurt because of me. And I don’t want to scare you off either.” He lets out a shaky breath. “Whatever is going on between us, I don’t want to lose this. So let me make it up to you.”

He steps aside to show you what’s on the table: a container with your favourite food. 

“And I know this is barely enough for everything–”

“Reth, please stop,” you interrupt him before he can spiral further, your voice soft. “I’ll take the food, thank you. It looks delicious. But you really don’t have to try to make up for any of the, uh, side business stuff. Sure, the dinner didn’t work out, but if you say we just have dinner another day, then that is enough for me.”

You step a little closer, your hand tentatively reaching out for his.

“And you don’t have to worry about scaring me off.” Your voice is nothing more than a whisper now. “I also don’t want to lose what we have. I’m not going anywhere.”

Reth looks down at your hands as he shyly intertwines his fingers with yours, and when his eyes come back up to meet yours, they’re full of something… new. His gaze flickers down to your lips for a second and back up, and you wonder if he can hear your erratic heartbeat. You’re standing so close to each other right now, it wouldn’t take a lot to close the gap.

“That said, though, about that payment I mentioned…” you trail off.

His jaw clenches, and he looks to the side, pulling back away from you ever so slightly.

“Are you sure about this?” he questions rather bitterly. “About me?”

“What do you mean?” you ask. He sighs, eyes cast down at the floor.

“People will talk. They probably already are. With my reputation and all… I strayed from my Path. Most days I’m convinced people don’t even like my soup. I’m nothing more than a scoundrel.”

Your free hand comes up to gingerly hold his chin and turn his face to make him look at you.

“First of all, I don’t care what people say,” you start refuting his arguments. “Maybe I still don’t understand Majiri tradition, but I think you should be free to choose your own path with no expectations, and change it if you find it doesn’t suit you. And I like your soup. Also, I think being a scoundrel is part of your charm. Is that a bad thing?”

He doesn’t reply immediately, and when he does, his voice is so small you almost miss it. 

“You’re too good for me.”

You pull back slightly to fully look at him, and it breaks your heart a little how earnestly he means that. So you let go of his hand and hug his torso instead, burying your face into the crook of his neck.

“I don’t know what happened that makes you think that, but I will try my best to show you how wrong you are. You deserve good things, Reth. Whatever it is you want, you’re allowed to pursue it.”

He hugs you back, tightly, so you place a kiss to the only place you can reach, which is his jawline just below his ear. You feel him tremble, but if it’s from relief, anticipation or something else, you can’t tell.

“Right now what I want is you,” he says after a moment. 

“Then what are you waiting for.”

Reth lets go only enough for you to come back face to face with him, and he doesn’t waste a second to capture your lips with his. At first it’s shy, new, a sequence of soft pecks, testing the waters. When your hands travel up his chest to cup his face, he relaxes a bit more, kissing you more confidently. His hands slip underneath your open jacket, holding onto your waist and pulling you to him. 

His kisses grow more intense, hungrier, and his tongue finds its way to yours. You can’t help the low moan that escapes you when he presses you further into him, and he practically swallows it. 

As he takes a step forward, you take one backwards, then another and another, until your back hits the door, and you’re being squished between the rough wooden surface and Reth’s body trying to get impossibly close to yours. The impact makes you grunt, and he responds with something between a sigh and a growl, moving away from your lips to attack your neck. You welcome the break to take a breather, panting, and you remember something.

“Wait,” you say between breaths, and immediately Reth stops his soft bites and licks on your throat, also out of breath, and worry starts spreading on his face.

“W-what? Is this okay? I–”

Your hand on his face gently covers his mouth to stop him from talking, while with the other you turn the key below the doorknob to lock the door, which you had forgotten to do when you arrived.

“Just don’t want to risk getting interrupted, is all.”

You take a moment to admire his slightly dishevelled form: the bandana is a bit askew, his pupils are blown out, his cheeks and ears a deep pink. You probably don’t look much different, to be honest. He looks at you expectantly, waiting for you to give him permission to continue. 

“Let’s move away from the door, maybe–” you start, and within an instant, strong arms are picking you up under your thighs, carrying you over to the other side of the room and setting you down on the table. 

“Better?” he asks, placing a kiss to the corner of your mouth.

“Better,” you reply with a smile.

“You said you’re charging me with lots of interest,” he mumbles into your skin as he starts again where he left off earlier. You can only hum in response. “And I plan on paying back what I owe.” 

You pull back a little to look at him, and the newfound confidence and assertiveness in his eyes and voice send a pleasant tingle down your spine. 

“I’m very much looking forward to it.”

— — —

A/N 2: what? goose being attacked by brainrot over a freckled red-head who seems confident on the outside but is actually riddled with insecurities and does some illegal stuff to keep his family safe? huh, bet no one saw that one coming 🙄 guess i have ONE TYPE, smh.

A/N 3: if this is something you'd like to see more of, feel free to let me know and i'll add palia to my taglist fandoms for you to sign up :D palia has now been added to my taglist! link in my pinned post~

[subira-stan]

HIS SOCKS AND HEELEYS!!!!!!

Gonna draw this man in everything but his main canon outfit kinda day

Flynn Rider Reth was colored by @hannahstumble

[kiutotakulady]

There I was trying so hard to concentrate with intense hotpot while the chat popped up with them bois catfight & am like you know what...Imma leave you guys with the fight cause I can't concentrate sht with all those chat popup 🤦🏻

[embras-grace]

Gee I wonder which skill I love the most

If only there was a way to know...

[noneofchar]

Kenyatta still buys Reth’s crappy edibles though

badruu grows the best weed and then reth makes the most disgusting edibles out of it

[unavena]

vibin'

[bubble-leaves]

Hello, so first of: THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!

You're probably one of the best headcanon writer i the Palia fandom: yours characterization are incredibly spot on and pleasing to read; and for that you already have my whole gratitude.

I would like to request some more Jel head canon, thank you so much in advance for everything you have alredy written

Thank you so much for your kind words, I really appreciate them. The best headcanon writer for Palia? I’m crying and throwing up on the floor, thank you. ☹️🩷  Here’s more Jel headcanons for you to enjoy!

Jel . . .

- has a vinyl player stowed away in his room somewhere; he gets inspired to find it again so you two can dance together along to a rhythm

- knows how to waltz! And he’ll be glad to teach you if you don’t

- lets you wear his jewelry whenever you want; it brings him a sense of pride to see you in it

- loves when you take off his eyeglasses before bed

- likes doing your hair in the morning, especially if it’s around the same length as his

- has a personal sketchbook dedicated to professional sketches of you, literally just you throughout the whole book, that he keeps hidden under his bed

- hums little love songs as he works; each time he does, he thinks of you and blushes

- has a painfully obvious blush, and tries to hide it whenever you tease him

- crochets, although he’s not as experienced with it as he is in fashion; he will make you several crocheted stuffed animals if you like them

- LOVES expensive colognes, perfumes, candles, and soaps; if you get him one, god forbid multiple of these, expect some “free service” for several nights

- will playfully pretend to be mad at you if you beat him in a game like chess or cards, although his adorable smile makes his act not so convincing

- makes different flavors of tea for you depending on your needs, such as energy boost, sleep aid, allergy suppressant, and stress relief

- loves when you kiss his neck; it’s such an intimate area for him, sensitive as well, and it proves just how much he trusts you when he lets you take over it

- counts the minutes after he closes the shop, as he anxiously and eagerly awaits your return to his home each night

- tenderly advises you to take care of yourself more, because you deserve it; he’ll offer hair masks, skin care, and even his cuticle oil if you want to grow your nails out

[noneofchar]

@hassians-sernuk-boyfriend more compelling thoughts on Majiri reproduction

Me: (taking a break at work)

My brain: What if the majiri have mating seasons. It's just another cycle thing about them.

Me: why

My brain: imagine the weeks beforehand are customarily for courting and anything outside of that is considered just kinda flirting. But if someone gives you stuff in that time it's basically saying "I very much want to be serious about this". And the actual season is mostly understood to be for weddings, spending time together, and trying to have kids if you want them.

Me: I have been zoned out for five mins pls I have paperwork

My brain: I imagine Hassain would have like five layers of traditional gifts to give. Hesitantly, because being serious is scary after... well. Reth meanwhile is pretty sure giving food wont cut it, because he always gives food. He's begging Jel and Tish to help him. Jel meanwhile is convinced that if he doesnt make a good enough house outfit his prospective partner will leave in disgust. Tish has spent three months on a bedroom set. There's carvings on all the wood. Hodari wouldn't want to admit to himself that he's been squirreling away an array of gemstones; he wants to give them to someone special but its Complicated.

Me: pls I need to scan

My brain: no, only fanfic plotting

[spoopydeboop]

Hello, and welcome to…

Pointless Palia Head-Cannons!

This is a segment where my hyper-focused and obsessive brain will shower you all with all of the pointless very important head-cannons I have about the MMO Palia and its many NPCs!

Today’s topic is:

Which Palia NPCs can sing well and which ones simply cannot carry a tune?

Now, in the words of the famous Italian plumber, “Here we go!” (List below the cut!)

NPCs are listed in alphabetical order.

• Ashura - Absolutely yes, but in a very deep, sea-shanty / Gaelic tune way. He’s not the most technically sound, but his voice is very gruff and soothing. Absolutely sang his son lullabies every night.

• Auni - No, I’m sorry. Convinced that he cannot carry a tune AT ALL but thinks he can. Sings loudly with zero inhibition whatsoever. Gotta give him credit there!

• Badruu - We know this man was in a traveling Bard group, so he’s musically inclined for sure. I feel like he would have been killer backup and filler vocals and he can harmonize beautifully.

• Caleri - Doesn’t believe in fun, jovial activities like singing. (Elouisa informs you later that her sister can in fact not carry a tune at all.)

• Chayne - Absolutely. He’s naturally musically inclined, but part of his spiritual training involved learning to lead chants and hymns. Bass level vocals, v soothing.

• Delaila - Not at all. Where do you think Auni gets it? Part of what entranced her about Badruu in the beginning was his musical abilities. She’ll still sing along with a group and put her all into it though!

• Einar - The concept of producing a vocal stimulation to create a pleasing melodic sound is lost to the robot. But if it’s your Oneness, he respects it.

• Elouisa - Cannot sing, but definitely played clarinet in high school and was first chair!

• Eshe - No way. Cruella de Vil type vibes. She definitely was classically trained on the piano, but doesn’t often exercise the skill.

• Hassain - Can absolutely carry a tune and harmonize well! Definitely low baritone or higher bass in range. Can harmonize with higher ranges very well!

• Hekla - Her Jina often sings to herself as she works, but the ability and desire to produce a series of melodies is not within her rune programming.

• Hodari - Not the biggest fan of singing, but has a decent voice that comes off pleasantly gruff and southern. I imagine if Pedro Pascal’s ‘Joel’ from The Last of Us sang a slower, more reserved tune. (My other example was the dad cow from Back at the Barnyard that sings “I Won’t Back Down”… Let me know if that woulda been better or worse.)

• Jel - Definitely took vocal lessons with his sisters. Has a very pleasant and airy singing voice that is very technically sound.

• Jina - Doesn’t really sing much except for to herself. Massive stage fright on this one! Hekla says that her Jina seems happy when she sings, and that’s what matters.

• Kenji - Honestly? 100%, yes. Maybe like a broadway or an operatic voice. Doesn’t sing much but I imagine it would sound really jolly if he was a jollier guy.

• Kenyatta - YES! Doesn’t sing because she thinks it’s ‘lame’ (she gives me massive ‘too cool for school’ vibes) but has a delightful and powerful singing voice (kinda like the wolf Porsha Crystal played by Halsey in Sing 2.)

• Nai’O - Yes absolutely. Got his talent from his dad! He’s very shy when put on the spot though, so he doesn’t sing in front of people often — mostly when he works in the field with his animals by himself.

• Najuma - Not at all! But it’s okay because Najuma has zero desire to, haha. Kid is happy to be tinkering!

• Reth - On god, YES. Man has a beautiful and casual singing voice with a little rasp around the edges. Sings to himself while he cooks or gets really focused on something. I’m thinking “Feelin’ Good” by Michael Bublé, but maybe bit more rough around the edges.

• Sifuu - Not much of a singer, but I know our Muscle Mommy definitely has a few war chants or something up her sleeve! Lady can keep a beat for sure.

• Tamala - Thinks she can, but makes it way too sultry. You heard me. There’s such a thing as too much!

• Tish - Yes! Absolutely. She seems like she would 100% have like a Mandy Moore or Kristen Bell vibe. Very Disney Princess-esque!

• Zeki - Okay, honestly I think yes — but not in a conventional way. Kind of like Ashura; I think he would be great at singing like traditional Grimalkin shanties or folk-songs. Not very practiced, but he’s got spirit!

OKAY FINALLY DONE! I plan to do a lot more of these! Let me know if you have any suggestions!

[ratigan-in-the-wall]

Downloaded Palia like,,, 2 weeks ago and have already put almost 120 hours into it. It’s a beautiful game and I enjoy playing it. Decided to share pics of my two favorite spots after running around the map for 3 hours specifically to find said favorite spots

[missrosiesworld]

Bonds of the Heart

It's been a few months since Seraphina arrived in Palia, and in that time, she had become good friends with Reth. His lighthearted flirting was a constant, playful part of their dynamic, but she knew it was just part of his charming personality.

Walking into town and heading to the local inn where Reth usually spent his time, Seraphina noticed he wasn't in his usual spot. Concerned, she decided to check downstairs where he slept.

Descending the stairs, her simple yet elegant villager outfit—a flowing dress in earthy tones with delicate embroidery in shades of magenta and orange—swished gently with her movements. She found him sprawled on his bed, fast asleep. Clearly, he had a late night, likely working on some new culinary creation or cartel business. His brown hair with red tips lay messily around his head, and his beaded necklace and white bandana were still in place.

A soft smile tugged at her lips as she looked at him. Quietly, she grabbed a blanket from a nearby chair and gently draped it over him. She couldn't resist brushing a few strands of hair away from his face, her touch tender and affectionate. As her fingers lightly traced his hair, she couldn't help but feel a warmth in her chest.

"Sleep well, Reth," she whispered softly, not wanting to disturb his rest.

She lingered for a moment, watching the rise and fall of his chest as he slept peacefully. Seeing him so relaxed and vulnerable brought a sense of calm to her heart. She pulled the blanket up a little higher to ensure he was comfortable, her fingers brushing against the runes on his arm.

Reth shifted over a bit as he slept, then opened his eyes. He blinked a few times before registering that Seraphina was there. He gave a sleepy smile, "How long have you been there?" he asked quietly, looking up at her with his hair a mess from tossing and turning.

Seraphina's magenta eyes, with flickers of gold, softened as she gazed at him. "Not long," she replied softly. "I came in and saw you were asleep. Thought I'd make sure you were comfortable."

Reth's smile widened as he heard Seraphina's explanation, appreciating her kindness. "Ah, I see," he said, his voice still a little rough from sleep. He stretched his arms and legs under the blanket, enjoying the comfort it provided. "Thank you, sweet tooth," he added, his gaze meeting hers with a hint of adoration.

Seraphina felt her heart flutter at the affectionate term, and she returned his gaze with a soft smile. "You're welcome, Reth," she said gently, her fingers lightly brushing against his hair. "You work so hard. It's nice to see you taking some time to rest."

Reth leaned into her touch, the feeling of her fingers brushing against his hair soothing and comforting. "And you're too sweet," he replied, a hint of laughter in his voice. He closed his eyes again, enjoying the moment of tranquility with her. "I didn't realize how exhausted I was until I finally laid down," he admitted quietly, appreciating the brief respite from his responsibilities.

Seraphina's heart softened at his words, and she continued to gently stroke his hair. "You do so much, Reth. It's only natural to feel worn out sometimes," she said softly. "I'm glad you could take this moment to rest."

Reth hummed in contentment. He opened his eyes again, looking at Seraphina with a tired yet appreciative gaze. "It seems you understand me better than I understand myself sometimes," he mused, gently taking her hand into his own.

"What would I do without you?" he added softly, his thumb brushing against the back of her hand, his touch tender.

Seraphina's heart fluttered at his words, and she squeezed his hand gently. "I'd like to think we'd both be a little lost without each other," she replied softly, her eyes filled with warmth and affection. "But luckily, we don't have to find out."

Reth chuckled softly, feeling his heart fill with warmth at her words. He couldn't deny the truth in them. "I suppose you're right," he admitted, gently interlacing their fingers. He brought her hand up and pressed a soft kiss to the back of it, his lips lingering for a moment.

"I'm grateful for your presence in my life, sweet tooth," he confessed, his tired eyes gleaming with sincerity.

Seraphina felt a flutter in her chest at his words and the tender kiss. She squeezed his hand gently, her eyes reflecting the same sincerity and warmth. "And I'm grateful for yours, Reth," she replied softly.

Reth's smile widened, his tired eyes softening with affection. He gently pulled her closer, a clear invitation for her to join him under the blanket. His voice was hushed as he whispered, "Care to join me?"

Seraphina's heart skipped a beat at his invitation, and she felt a warmth spread through her chest. She nodded, her own smile soft and affectionate. "I'd love to," she replied softly.

Carefully, she slipped under the blanket beside him, feeling the warmth of his body against hers. Her long, iridescent hair, shifting between shades of fiery red, deep magenta, and orange, fanned out across the pillow. Reth wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close, and she rested her head on his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. It was a moment of pure comfort and connection, a silent affirmation of the bond they shared.

Reth let out a content sigh, feeling a sense of peace wash over him as Seraphina cuddled up against his chest, his arm wrapping around her tightly. He pressed a gentle kiss to the top of her head, his fingers softly stroking her hair.

"This is nice," he murmured softly, the sound of his heartbeat syncing with her own. "I could stay like this forever." His eyes flickered closed, relishing in the feel of her body against his, the weight of her head a soothing comfort.

Seraphina smiled against his chest, feeling a warm glow of happiness. "Me too," she whispered, her voice filled with affection. She nuzzled closer, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat lulling her into a state of calm.

Reth's hand continued to stroke her hair, his touch gentle and soothing, while his other arm held her firmly against him. The rhythm of their breaths seemed to match, a shared tranquility that spoke volumes. He pressed another soft kiss to her head, his lips lingering for a moment as if to savor the feeling.

"I could fall back to sleep like this," he murmured softly, his voice heavy with contentment. "Being with you like this is like a slice of paradise."

Seraphina felt a surge of warmth at his words. She lifted her head slightly and placed a soft, gentle kiss on his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart under her lips. "I'm glad," she whispered, her voice filled with affection. "You deserve all the peace and comfort in the world."

Reth's breath hitched at the feel of her lips against his chest, a shiver of delight running down his spine. He gently cupped her face in his hand, tilting her chin up so he could meet her gaze. Her skin, a tan, sun-kissed glow with subtle warm undertones, felt soft under his touch.

"With you by my side," he murmured softly, his thumb brushing gently against her cheek, "I feel like I've found it." His eyes gleamed with tender affection as he looked at her, the weight of his feelings heavy in his gaze.

Seraphina's heart fluttered at his words, her eyes locking with his. She placed her hand over his, leaning into his touch. "Reth," she whispered, her voice filled with emotion. "I feel the same way. You've brought so much joy and light into my life."

Reth slowly leaned in closer, closing the distance between them until their lips met in a tender, longing kiss. The world around them seemed to melt away as he savored this moment of connection and intimacy. The kiss was filled with unspoken feelings, a silent affirmation of the depth of his affection for her.

Pulling back slightly, he rested his forehead against hers, their breaths mingling in the space between them. "I don't ever want to lose this," he whispered softly, the raw emotions of his words resonating in the air.

Seraphina's heart swelled at his words, her own feelings mirroring his. She placed a gentle hand on his cheek, her thumb lightly tracing his skin. "You won't," she whispered back, her voice filled with warmth and reassurance. "We'll cherish every moment we have together, and we'll face whatever comes our way."

Reth's breath hitched slightly at her touch, the gentle caress of her thumb sending a shiver down his spine. He couldn't help but lean into her hand, his eyes closing momentarily as he savored her touch.

His eyes opened again, locking with hers. "Promise?" he whispered softly, his gaze filled with both hope and vulnerability.

Seraphina's heart melted at his words, and she leaned in closer, her eyes never leaving his. "Promise," she whispered back, her voice filled with unwavering sincerity. She gently pressed her lips to his in a soft, reassuring kiss, sealing her vow.

Reth wrapped his arms around her, pulling her impossibly close, the kiss deepening as their emotions and desires intertwined. His fingers tangled in her hair, bringing her even closer to him, as if he never wanted to let go.

As they finally broke apart, their breaths mingled in the space between them, hearts beating in sync.

His voice was husky with emotion, a faint whisper against her lips, "I love you, Seraphina."

Seraphina's heart soared at his words, her eyes shining with tears of happiness. She gently cupped his face, her thumb brushing tenderly across his cheek. "I love you too, Reth," she whispered back, her voice filled with all the warmth and affection she felt for him.

Reth's eyes locked with hers, mirroring the overflowing emotions that filled his chest. He gently leaned into her touch, his eyes fluttering at the feeling of her soft hand against his skin. He brought his fingers to her face, tracing the lines of her features, as if to etch them even deeper into his memory.

"I could lose myself in you," he murmured softly, his thumb grazing her lower lip. "Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine finding someone like you."

Seraphina's heart swelled with emotion at his words, her eyes shimmering with tears of joy. She placed her hand over his, holding it gently against her cheek. "And I never imagined finding someone like you, Reth," she whispered back. "You mean everything to me."

Reth's voice was thick with emotion as he spoke, his thumb tracing circles on the back of her hand. "Sometimes I wonder if all of this is just a dream," he confessed, his gaze locked with hers, "a too-good-to-be-true kind of dream. But then I look into your eyes and the way you look at me..."

He shook his head slightly, awe and disbelief in his voice. "And I know... I know this is real. You're real. And it's more than I ever dared to hope for."

Seraphina's heart fluttered at his words, and she leaned in to press a soft kiss to his lips, lingering for a moment before pulling back to look into his eyes. "It's real, Reth," she whispered, her voice steady and filled with love. "And it's ours to cherish."

Reth's eyes softened, and he smiled, relief and joy washing over his features. "I'm so grateful for you," he said quietly, his fingers gently caressing her face. "For this. For everything."

Seraphina's hand covered his, holding it against her cheek as she leaned into his touch. "And I'm grateful for you, Reth," she replied softly. "You've brought so much happiness into my life."

They lay there in each other's arms, finding comfort and solace in their shared connection. The bond between them felt unbreakable, a testament to the love and trust they had built.

As they eventually drifted off to sleep, their hearts and souls entwined, they knew that whatever challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, side by side. In the peaceful embrace of the night, they found a sense of contentment and hope, knowing that their love would guide them through anything.

[subira-stan]

The idea of fucking Zeki terrifies me.

Real cats have barbed penises.

How much do cats and Grimalkins have in common?

rating the guys on a scale of how mid to how good i think the dick would be. einar excluded because i don't think galdur have any organs at all? anyway worst to best: jel, chayne, kenli, badruu, zeki, hassian, reth, nai'o, hodari, ashura.

[theladyhibiscus]

maybe palia, a multiplayer game, isn't for you if you are seemingly unable to work well with others. there are thousands of single-player games for you to play instead.

I'm introverted so I don't engage a lot with others unless I know them very well. Been this way my entire life and it bothers no one, especially in Palia. On occasion, I will announce flow trees and give out server-wide advice with glitches and items.

And, before you go on and say "well you go around chopping flow trees while people are waiting so that proves my point," I'd like to remind you of Palia's no-kill-steal system where you can actually go around chopping at a few large flow trees you can't solo, and when others gather to chop, you get the resources too and they will get all of theirs. That's a perk the devs put into the game so nobody loses. Other players do the same with me as well with flow trees I'm waiting around and I encourage them to do it so they can benefit from the resources.

Now, back to the main point: what I'm saying is, I don't like this elitist behavior and gatekeeping behavior. It's toxic. As somebody else said about this, it's not appropriate for new players.

Okay, players made up some sort of "etiquette" for a part of the gameplay. Fine. But, don't mass report, abuse, and gatekeep others, especially if they are unaware of this (which many of them are). Inform them GENTLY and with COMPASSION.

Same with Hotpot. I heard people have been abusing others for "stealing their spots." This is ridiculous. People are leaving Palia, afraid. Instead of targeting me, contribute to helping making Palia friendly to all. It's supposed to be a stress-free game. Even the devs advertise it as such.