#phylus

[elfdyke]

What if Roe had Whatsapp

[wreckitredglare]

You know. I am a little worried about this awful pattern. See, she picks someone, and they adore her. Rightfully so! And then I appear, and I pick them too. And I don't deserve to be adored like that. Not like she is. But we have shared... five partners now? I think it may be more than that, actually. I shouldn't want her leftovers. But she certainly has good taste! Well, most of the time. She did date me, after all.

[graviconscientia]

؟

Bite your tongue until it bleeds. Cast your eyes down. He is not yours to have, even if he asked. He is not who you knew, either. He is not Phylus, for better or worse, and touching him will not fix you or bring him back.

Just once- no. Not even in jest, not even in fantasy, not even in memory. Whatever may happen must be watched with careful eyes. Every bit of this, controlled. A bold hand will cause a fight. One I would lose.

Well. Maybe. I could- would- win, but who knows at what cost?

[bonnibelleangelica]

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[444names]

Names generated from Latin given names

Abanus Aberico Aberinus Abraphideus Abrathio Abroclemus Achus Acratius Adalus Adasia Aderis Adernus Adesium Adhemonius Adomyrippus Adonius Adrio Adrus Aetraha Aetus Agadardus Agarianesia Agnius Agnomoeada Agonicus Agous Albal Albariphus Albelitus Albio Albis Alemilis Alepadox Amachus Amael Amarimes Amarus Amatal Andus Annicio Annidalavus Anser Antes Anthematus Anthona Antigo Antius Apolena Appocus Appoles Arcanna Archilias Archus Ariasimus Arica Aricles Arimus Ariphnus Arippellaus Artis Asasimedus Asparcus Aspax Augus Autartus Auxilus Auxisilias...

Baenanianus Balicus Balitrinus Bathil Batus Beaphes Beaphocrax Beatalvinio Beleccish Beliphus Beris Berix Berus Blaamus Blescleva Brannimo Brata Bredus Brena Bromaginus Budiclear Budippax Cacca Caiscus Caltelavus Calutia Canus Caphon Cardus Casicus Casius Casta Castoparcho Chaedus Chaelphus Chaemus Challustus Chamadis Chara Chris Chroclavus Chrolus Chrontelish Chrylavus Chrysiphes Citaris Citater Cladimus Claurus Clenet Clessulavus Clevas Curber Curchus Curenorax Cyamachus Cylocra Cyncisius Cyndis Daecchus Daetus Delio Delus Dematus Demiphus Demirucus Demoemia Dinus Dinutycorus Diorachus Domas Domus Domyratius Dordus Dorgium Dorus Draccitus Drasdrisca Ecbel Ecbelus Egengardica Egerates Egerix Egerlanus Elemus Elisclio Epilompium Ergius Ergyra Eridisses Eripus Etharciones Etletron Eucleora Eugeno Eupolever Eurelrelus Eurmiro Eurus Eutius Eutylocus Feleminius Feles Felicana Feratus Fidolphanus Firgius Firsis Firus Forus Franatepho Fratius Friarus Frideaenos Frippaterus Gainus Gallio Galos Galvi Gelas Gelauus Gelita Genorus Geophemirus Gerio Geris Gerucles Gides Giveriana Goysagartus Goysipus Goysium Griffince Grinus Guarcus Guardano Guarylus Guntius Gympius Gymus Hadam Hadas Hamia Haricus Helmus Henus Hiengathaes Hiphanelio Hiphas Hiphompel Hippus Hirobra Hugus Iaccissidox Iacus Iampidicus Iamus Ianus Iaphesius Igninus Ioandus Ioano Isisgous Iusius Jerena Jundus Junimeria Junonio Karobechon Labratinus Latavus Latio Latobius Lauus Lemaculus Leoles Leonio Levicleus Linaeus Ludes Ludimirus Ludinus Ludorus Ludovi Lyches Lychus Lycles Magous Marcha Margidus Marix Matincenrix Megadessa Megio Melaremis Melauus Melio Melmus Menius Metus Micus Milla Miloprolla Miltopor Miscapha Miserolus Mnestus Myridestius Myrocras Mysia Mystavus Naiscus Nechus Nicar Niclis Nicommaeus Nicus Olycotia Olymnasmus Olyphnus Oronicepa Orotia Panio Panioneta Papho Papolexil Pargyr Pariadnes Pastinus Pellavus Pelrentisca Penius Pentius Penuallus Petes Petha Phaeus Phamerum Phamus Phana Phariadoris Pharis Phartus Philces Philio Philom Philpilox Philus Phimo Phinus Phium Phius Phonia Phosiculus Phrippus Phygiderus Phygius Phylus Pistolus Piumis Pleodollaus Poleodomus Polepho Poles Poletus Poliezer Poliscledam Pollosium Pollyphon Polus Pomas Pomus Posentippax Pricardus Prisius Prius Psertasius Pserus Ptoliscus Putiphalus Qualio Quina Quinus Racca Radachus Radimera Raphaenasis Raphio Reniasius Renica Renonicus Renoricobus Robis Romirgyron Saldaris Salis Salisa Salius Sallus Sandimirus Santhius Sarca Sarus Satines Sattamus Scanus Scenosimes Scodostil Seleomilio Serippono Simistus Simus Soclavus Sopha Sosium Sotillia Sotin Spata Stacus Stamedrix Stamus Stavus Strahaeus Stranes Stroles Sulannorus Sulfreorus Syntius Syrrhiltoco Tanaena Tanaquis Tanus Tedalla Tedancerus Tedus Telmus Terus Tesia Themerlas Themiltotio Themio Themircio Theodeaeus Theoderio Theodostio Theomaemis Theophue Theophus Tibia Tibish Toxenris Tranuartus Tratepa Tycles Tycobio Tyntinides Verisa Vesium Vidor Vladomptio Vlaebon Vlaus Vlavus Voraphescla Vorgadamia Vortes Willus Woiionaimis Yseno Zengloxen Zengrisla Zenianus Zenidos Zenio Zenodometa Zentus Zoiiodordus

[444namesplus]

Cacylye Ceaser Cemylle Cessye Cessyos Cetu Cipryen Clamansye Cleodye Cleodyos Cryspos Curnalyos Cycaru Dacyme Dacymos Dolcye Drosylle Ealyene Elbye Entunye Eogoste Eogostos Eoralye Eoralyos Eqoylye Ergantye Ettycos Evyte Falyx Febye Feostyne Flevye Flurantyne Furtonete Gelle Geye Huretye Hylerye Jolye Jolyos Jonye Jostos Lealye Leorantye Locratye Locyos Lyvye Megnos Mercalle Mercos Mertye Merylle Meryos Mexyme Mexymos Myle Naru Narylle Orben Orbene Phylu Pryme Pryscylle Qoyntos Qoyntye Ramos Rofos Rofyne Rumolos Sanace Saptyme Saptymos Sargye Sebyne Tartye Teneqoyl Teorye Tetyene Tollye Tybaryos Uctevye Uctevyos Velantyne Verynye Vyte

[graviconscientia]

There's a noise of surprise, then a laugh. Kanaya is right. "I am so stupid. I am... so stupid." Stupid for leaving, stupid for staying away, stupid for so many reasons, and all of them are her own doing. And yet, she thought she was stupid for this, for seeing Kanaya. Maybe... maybe not every decision she's made is wrong. As Kanaya touches her hair, she stays still, trying to remember every part of this moment. How the light hits her features, how she's gained new lines of laughter and love by her eyes, how soft she is, even to someone who doesn't really deserve it. She's beautiful, in every way, in every moment. That is what Advoca wants to hold onto. A gentle memory, to soften the sweeps of longing and misery. And what are any of those sixty-six sweeps to this? Nothing. Turning a hand, she brushes at her former lover's cheek with her knuckles, touches light as her finger find Kanaya's hair for a moment, but drop it quickly, not wishing to overstay a welcome. She listens, eyes averting as she places that free hand on the jadeblood's upper back, losing the magic of the moment to the reality of what they'd both lost. Time and knowledge and peace and joy. Love? She hopes it's only been contorted, twisted up strangely, but never gone. "Kanaya, my love... I did. I did come back for you. You, and Rufioh, and Theodore. Mandy. Saturn. Phylus. All of you. I came back for this life. I came back, after... After almost 70 sweeps of missing all of you. You." The numbers matter, and they don't. She can do what she wants with them, Advoca thinks, but she should have them. "It wasn't just you. I don't want to lie to you, and say that it was. Not for romance, and not for guilt. But the moment I knew I had a chance to even possibly see you again? I had to take it." There's another silence, eyes still watery but expression hardened as she keeps her gaze out the window. The ring in her locks had caught her attention, bringing with it new feelings to be untangled alongside her hair. Advoca sighs, shaking her head at herself, but making sure her eyes and smile are warmer as they return to Kanaya. "Still... Look at what you've accomplished. My starshine, my love, you have your happy ending within reach!" Both of Advoca's hand reach for Kanaya's one, to lift the ring into view. "You have proof, and it is beautiful."

"You are so stupid."

A harmless fist comes down on Advoca's clavicle with all of the force of a handful of packing peanuts. There's no violence there, just... gesture.

"I wanted the same thing I have always wanted. I just... wanted you to talk to me. I wanted to know that you wanted to talk to me."

She uncurls her fist, limply twisting the tealblood's hair around her finger. Black, now. It is pretty, it feels healthy. She remember when she had it dyed cherry red, so saturated it could be a hex code -- Kanaya had hated it, how it clashed with everything she or Advoca had ever cared to wear, but never said anything. It made Advoca happy, after all -- that was far more important. It feels like such a petty thing to notice after all of this time. A Pyrrhic victory. Half a life together gone, but at least so is the red.

"I missed you," she says after a moment -- honest, but intentionally trying to pull anything that could be construed as a punch. "I have become so cynical in your absence... you always had me believe that a happy ending was within reach. I felt I had lost that when you stopped responding to me."

Advoca's hair catches on her finger -- one of the golden prongs that holds the ruby in place on her engagement ring. She unsnags it delicately, trying not to read too much into it as she wipes away those tears.

"I missed you," Kanaya repeats, holding Advoca close. "Thank you for coming back. Even if it wasn't for me."

[banderjackart]

Phylus again! I was just going to do flat colors but got carried away.

[banderjack]

phylus, my night elf druid

[lovely-keii]

omg i have to write but i havent even started yet byee someone help me i dont wanna do anything 😭✋

[elfdyke]

extremely rare sawtual yaoi art even for the festivities of april fools…….. and no one except like 4 people even know who these guys are

[wreckitredglare]

How old was Phylus when he started fooling around with me? Not like it makes any of this better. It might make things worse, actually...

[graviconscientia]

eavesdrop :eyes:

You've made your way to Ghouston again, to check in with Dirk about your hand, to see just how far along he is in rebuilding it. He says he wants to look at the old wiring again-- and it is old.

He works carefully, with surgical precision, eyes focused on the skeleton Kareem built ages ago, sending small volts through the wiring to test your reflexes (they're shit, you've discovered), watching as electricity reacts with the magic that Cyther Kaiser had written into your skin. Frustrating, but fascinating. It wasn't going to be a clean build, but the more Dirk learned, the better his prosthetics would be.

At least, that is how both of you consoled yourself.

"We should get some… I don't know, a warlock? To scrub your arm of spells."

"Oh, Cyther Kaiser would be devastated if he learned his Uncle Dirk was upset at his handiwork." You smirk, and he sends another pulse through your arm, almost in retaliation.

"Yeah, well, I can be 'The Dirk formerly known as Uncle' if he gets pissed. He can get over it and readopt me later, if he feels up to it. Your kids have more uncles than just me, don't they?"

"They used to have many. Rufioh and Theodore and Saturn and Phylus and so many more… But now, it's just you, and Sollux."

"Sollux. Which one?"

You smile warmly, and he looks up at your face for a moment, waiting for an answer. "Ghosty. But you know, with a two instead of an 's'."

"Par for the course for those guys." He smirks, and you follow suit.

"It is rather interesting what holds across timelines, across lifetimes…" A gentle musing, and there is silence from Dirk as he pokes further into your forearm, but you know he's able to be attentive to both his task and you. "He is Sollux, like so many of his alternates, but so very one of a kind. He's kept his quirk, and wrigglerish humour-- at least with me, but he's grown so much since I saw him. He kept a place for our friendship, too. I am grateful he brought that along with him."

"You think he would've left it behind?"

"I think… I wouldn't fault him for it if he had. Considering I left everything behind."

A small pause between the two of you as you press your own lips together tightly, and he delivers another zap to the wires. "Not everything. You brought love with you, there and back."

"I can't imagine a life where I do not love him. He is one of my best friends, one of the oldest, one of the ones I fought to keep close for sweeps. I told him I had his portrait painted early on, so I wouldn't forget his face. I never forgot our jokes, how easy being with him was, how fun it always was… He's different from when I knew him well, though. I suppose, so am I."

"Addie…" The soldering iron is placed down for a moment, and he makes sure orange meets teal, that your eyes are locked together. "That's a good thing. You grew up, apart, and then back together. He wants that, even if you think you shouldn't have that. He's a good friend. And so are you."

You hold his gaze for a little, and you know he can feel your heartbeat, a quickened pace for a moment, then a slower count once he's said his piece. Your good hand reaches for him, squeezing at his wrist, and he smiles softly with you, then rolls his eyes.

"He can be a good friend all he wants, though. I'm the better one, and I'm the best uncle, too."

"Try telling that to him when he fully lifts you above his head to toss you like a ragdoll."

"Oh shit? He can do that?"

[mortallyclearwonderland]

A Mon Alone

I come across this while browsing the internet in search of some lesser known star wars stories. I thought I would share it here.

A Mon Alone was an adventure for the Living Force roleplaying campaign. It was written by Morrie Mullins.

https://starwars.fandom.com/wiki/A_Mon_Alone

I'll write summaries of the characters backstories.

Gorak, a female Trandoshan

She knew she was raised as a slave in a starship and mocked by Wookiees for being short, pink-eyed and specially for being albino.

(Kind of like Feresk Tssat, aka Frisk, from Star Wars Squadrons. He has pale pink scales, which isn't the same as albinism.)

She was rented for a week by a huge Wookiee, but she could not recall what happened.

(Does this imply what I think it implies or did I spent too much time on the unholy part of the internet ?)

At that time, she was also regularly beaten, which served to increase her skin's hardness.

Eventually Gorak was freed, and she met slaver Phylus Mon, a Chevin. He offered her a job at his zoo, food and clothes. However, upon hiring her, Phylus Mon injected an explosive near Gorak's heart. This mechanism was a security measure that Phylus Mon used in every one of his slaves. (Phylus Mon paid his slaves and insisted in calling them employees - but at the same time, all of them knew they could not leave his service or they would die.)

(Did the writer of the Suicide Squad read this ? What was first ?)

Gorak's job included handling violent animals, apparently because of her own experience with violence and because of her phylosophical views on the innate violence of the reality After years working on it, and specializing in Acklays and Rancors, Gorak developed the ability to identify most species by their odor. She is a Trandoshan after all.

She also developed claustrophobia.

In around 20 BBY Phylus Mon decided to take Gorak in a mission. Gorak was not informed of the details, but she was introduced the other members of the team.

She disliked Nalz the Spiner.

She sexually liked the Barabel bounty-hunter Yerj, although the feeling was not mutual.

However, the last team member was the Wookiee Kaarror, for whom she felt an innate hatred.

Gorak and the other minions attacked the Almas Sith fortress in Cularin system. The fortress entrance was being protected by six Jedi, but Phylus Mon sent no less than thirteen minions. Phylus Mon's team killed four of the Jedi and defeated the other two, even although Gorak and Kaarror spent the whole battle insulting each other from different sides of the field.

(This DND party needs some team training! I would watch the show just about them going on crazy adventures.)

In the fortress, Phylus Mon performed a Sith ritual to transform Gorak and the others in Sith battlelords: After a dangerous, life-threatening process, they were supposed to rise as powerful military commanders that could use Force powers to deal with insubordination of their troops. However, something went wrong with the ritual: Gorak and the other prospective Battlelords were stripped of their Force-essences, which would be stored in a large crystal.

(Well, it went as well as I thought it would. Don't do creepy rituals!)

Phylus Mon left the fortress with the crystal, but without Kaarror and the other empty bodies. Those bodies would then be found by a search team sent by the Jedi in the Almas Academy. The bodies were sent to the Academy. There, the Jedi tried their best to recover the lost essences and restore them to their previous state.

(Well the ending is a downer. I guess they're just waiting to be saved to this day.)

[pumpkin-bread]

Thinkin bout goat eyes.

I lov goat eyes.

Phylus is my little frog. Goldie is Goldie Fish and she was pert of a plotline I discontinued but she remains with me.

Pan is a kindhearted farmer who always leaves his surplus crops out on the borders of his property so travelers don’t go hungry.

Cerello is a kelpie.