#reapergarlebun

[bladeshowers]

💕 - For Evan & Cassius, and Amara & Cassius? (@reapergarlebun )

Have we discussed shipping before?: yes || no

My interest level overall: I’ve wanted this for so long || can’t wait || I think it’ll be fun || kinda feeling it || maybe with a lot of plotting || I need to think about it || not interested, sorry

How we should do this: jump right in || slow burn || pre-established || build up to it in a thread || anything goes

Dynamics I want to try out with our ship: friends to lovers || rivals to lovers || enemies to lovers || mutual pining || battle couple || childhood friends || high school sweethearts || star crossed lovers || long time lovers || old married couple || newlyweds || sickeningly sweet couple || secret lovers || fake dating/marriage || best friends hiding their feelings || arranged marriage || soulmates || other

Evan & Cassius - We can default to Cassius being WoL for these. Because I have enough WoL-centric rps! So I imagine at some point in time Evan maybe joins the Scions. Not like an A-tier Scion but she's definitely around. Was probably picked up in Limsa or Gridania (since she's from there) and is a Warrior. She's a pretty laid-back sort in terms of personality with a good work ethic. So I feel like maybe they could be casual sort of friends and we can see what happens from there?

Amara & Cassius - I can see Cassius and Amara maybe have started off as rivals? Perhaps? Or not. Amara would have been a merc working in Ul'Dah but I imagine she eventually gets reigned into the Scions as well. A stable job with fewer risks is great. That being said, he's attractive to her, so she probably made her interest known by being flirty when she could get away with it.

[morganaux]

‘  i  found  myself  where  everything  was  too  familiar  to  be  real.  ’ - To Phoebus, from Cassius (reapergarlebun)

Phoebus raised a brow, tapping a finger to his chin in silent contemplation over the other's admission before he answered. "An odd statement to make, but nevertheless one I can understand quite well."

He hesitated, unsure if it was the right call to make, for someone of his station to be sharing his own doubts— his own fears and weaknesses— with a member of his own guard. "I have that feeling sometimes, here in the palace. They're the same halls I've known for years, and yet at times, they feel... Wrong. Alien. As if things are not what they seem, even if naught has changed."

The prince's lips curled upward into a faint smile as he gave a rare chuckle. "I suppose it is possible that you raise your blade in service to a ruler who's truly lost his mind, ready to succumb to his own paranoia and plunge Garlemald into chaos. Let us hope for all of our sakes that isn't the case. But there must be a logical explanation for what you've experienced. Perhaps it may be stress, and in that case, I shall petition for you to have additional time to rest in place of your patrol this evening. But if you feel that something may be amiss, perhaps it is something we should investigate?"

[ancalagxn]

[ CLEANSE ] for sender to find receiver trying to clean blood off themselves.  (From reapergarlebun, pls ignore the previous ask ^^")

"........" Would he even question a fellow warrior as too where the blood came from? Honestly.....would be better off not knowing since he really didn't want to go that path but instead, he grabbed a washcloth before dousing it in water and bringing that over with a bucket. "Here, water is hot but makes getting rid of the blood easier as well. Plus a little bit of a potion is mixed in so whatever cuts you have or sustain should heal a bit quicker."

[primalvessel]

@reapergarlebun continued from here: xx

Ah, a stubborn one hm? Maru wasn’t unfamiliar with them and their reluctance to acknowledge the severity of their own wounds.

At least the stranger seemed to be accepting that he had a wound at all, which was a start, and he had the requisite items to at least begin to treat the wound, given that the Seeker wasn’t a healer himself and thus could offer little in the way of healing magics.

“Okay, but here, at least let me take some of your weight lest you make the wound worse,” he announced, aware of the fact that given their difference in size it would be a little awkward but every little helped, right? So with that in mind, he moved up alongside the Viera to help get him to shelter.

[aetherstories]

Azems headcanon: 

In my blog headcanons (as usual also spanning my sideblog @reapergarlebun ), the last three Azems were Bellona (Cassius’ ancient self), Venat and Astraeus, in this order.

Bellona was a very politically-inclined Azem, all in all. He held a different seat before becoming Azem due to his skill in battle and exploring, but also had strong opinions about Amaurot, and would definitely play politics and was good at it, and knew how to earn Amaurot’s goodwill. He was a very down-to-earth Azem who did not indulge himself in shenanigans often, and most of the time rarely relaxed while in Amaurot. 

Over the years, though, he calmed down somewhat and then trained Venat, and then disappeared. Nobody ever learned when they returned to the star, if they ever did (they didn’t). 

Then there came Venat, and then... Astraeus, who apparently was a much more whimsical Azem, much more willing to bend and play with the rules. 

And yet soon Amaurot learned that this too was an Azem who knew their way around politics, and some despaired once again. One taught politics by Bellona himself, in truth, even if they never spoke of their meeting (at Bellona’s request).

[aterlupus]

@reapergarlebun​ liked for a small starter

The gun of the gunblade remains cocked, the bullet ready to be fired from the chamber, yet the long thin blade hesitates as he sees the dark matter of a voidsent begin to enwreathe the viera before him. Gaius did not like hunting down traitors, but military deserters at a rank as high as Tol were a concern to him. Yet the voidsent brings him pause. A scythe.

“Reaper...” He hisses in his armor. He should fire. Yet he doesn’t. “I was taught to respect Reapers... but more and more do they get a bad name. Criminals. Thieves. Murderers... Traitors.” Still, he does not fire. “Why take up a Garlean weapon if you abandon our cause?”

[inhcritance]

Well turns out I did have a multimuse blog in the past so... Time to revamp it:

@aetherstories (and the sideblog @reapergarlebun )

Also adding to the list my fallen Azem, Astraeus

So strongly tempted to try (again) a FFXIV multimuse.

Basically it'd have:

Lahabrea (my beautiful stink)

Fourchenault (with the Emmerololth AU, of course)

Cassius (my Garlebun Reaper WoL) and Esseia (His voidsent bestie)

Y'Rhika Tia (The smol catboy ascian minion)

[bladeshowers]

“Strange place to fall asleep.” - To Evan, from Cassius ( @reapergarlebun )

Her mouth hung open and a small pool of drool had begun to form at it's corner. Her nose wrinkled before she jerked awake and wiped at her mouth. "I wasn't asleep," she argued, her ears perking up and her tail twitching in irritation at the suggestion. The miqo'te had definitely been having a cat nap. Not that she was too willing to admit it. Her eyes narrowed slightly at him before she gave a small huff.

"I didn't mean to fall asleep. What are you doing here anyway?"

[aetherstories]

Independent, private multifandom & multimuse blog, as written by Sparrow.

Featuring muses from FFXIV, Marvel and Kingdom Hearts

|| Guidelines | muses ||

WoL sideblog: @reapergarlebun

[bladeshowers]

Evan, of course, hurriedly moved to try and hide any and all evidence that she'd been taking a cat nap in the sun. Mostly because now she was caught in the tangled web she'd begun to weave and she was nothing if dedicated. Even if it was to be silly and there was no real reason for it in the first place.

"Oh?" Her head cocked to the side and her ears twitched before perking up. "What is it?" He'd gone ahead and piqued her curiosity now. There would be no going back. Her blue eyes flickered around with interest, trying to figure out what it was he was speaking of. "You can't just tease me like that and then not deliver!"

@bladeshowers from here

A pale eyebrow shot up at the argument, as Cassius was rather certain of what he had seen.

"If you say so." He spoke, nevertheless, his tone conciliatory and only the faintest twitch of his lips betraying his amusement. It was not as if she'd been standing guard, after all.

"I was, however, looking for you." He continued. "There is something you might want to see." He added, keeping his tone even more even now, to hide the lingering amusement that still threatened to break free. "Although there is no hurry."

[morganaux]

Of all the times for Moogle maps to go down, why did it have to be when he'd gotten himself lost on the way to an exclusive lunch reservation?

Grumbling under his breath as his tomephone made a sad little 'kupo!' noise at him, Morganaux found himself an empty bench to sit at while he awaited his next set of directions. He just wanted to visit the adorable new Fat Cat-themed café that opened up after a long, exhausting week at work, but it seemed that fate had conspired to derail his plans as usual.

But before he could spend much time simmering over his interrupted plans, a voice drew his attention away from his phone, and in an instant, the Elezen's frown turned into a polite smile as he looked up at the man addressing him.

"I guess this means I'm not the only one having Moogle problems," he answered with a chuckle, slipping his tomephone into his purse. "Good to know I'm not the only one suffering. I'm... Not really the best at giving directions, though. I mean, I know the area, but actually visualizing where to go and putting it into words is a whole 'nother story. I'd hate to have you end up headed in the wrong direction."

He tapped a finger to his lips, glancing around for a moment before letting out a sigh. "You know what? I think I'll just show you the way. I've gone and missed my lunch reservation, so I've got nothing better to do. Good deeds are my kind of fun anyway. You planning on studying at AMU?"

@morganaux liked for a modern verse starter!

While Limsa Lominsa was refreshingly cool in comparison to Ul'dah and its eternally charring desert wind, Cassius could not deny he found it confusing to navigate, on the best of days. He had only been there once before, however, and never for more than a morning, so it stood to reason. Moogle maps having decided not to work properly didn't help either.

"Excuse me." He asked, locating an Elezen man who didn't seem to be in too desperate a hurry. "Could you give me directions to the Admiral Mealvaan University campus?"

[morganaux]

((Continued from here!))

"Not a problem at all, my new friend! It's nice to meet you!"

Morganaux rose from his seat to take the offered hand, giving it a weak, yet somehow enthusiastic shake before pulling away. He never quite understood how handshakes worked, no matter how often his professions demanded it of him, and at this point, he had no intention of figuring them out. It was much more fun that way.

"You can call me... Morganaux," he said with an awkward smile, studying the Viera's expression for any signs of recognition. So far, it had appeared that the man hadn't recognized him, or at the very least pretended he hadn't. Either way, he was grateful to be enjoying a perfectly average conversation with him and hoped that it would stay that way.

"But I'm afraid you're asking the wrong person if you're looking for an unbiased opinion, considering I work there too, but nonetheless, I'll gladly take the opportunity to gush about how wonderful the university is." He gave pause for a moment, dusting off his skirt before motioning for Cassius to follow.

"The locals take a lot of pride in it, and it's certainly not without reason. I must say, their computer sciences and engineering programs are truly world-class, and I'm not just saying that because I work with them."

He pointed across the street where a pair of children were watching a glowing, fox-like creature chirping as it chased its own tails. "You've likely seen these all over the city, haven't you? They're AI technology some of the students are working on. Carbuncles, they're called. Holograms that function both as children's' toy and a portable security system, wrapped up into one cute little fluffy friend. Adorable and functional!"

A small giggle escaped from him as he watched the carbuncle flop onto its side, wiggling its paws in the air. "So, what kind of work are you doing for the university, if you don't mind me asking? Or is that information classified?"