#stag-in-stasis

[ladytsunadehime]

You said some blog/roleplayers made you join the roleplay community because you wanted to interact with them. Can you pretty please put these urls down (with or without @ mention) for a hall of fame? Everyone likes a compliment! UwU.

Ask the Mun Anything! || Accepting! || Anonymous

A part 2 to this in a way-

Oh god it’s been so long haha. I know I can name three off of the top of my head. I’m sure if I look through my Archived blog rn there is even more names listed… and I know two of them aren’t active anymore but-

@stag-in-stasis

@spikyhairedsilhouette

@historias-multorum

And I think it was mostly crack(?) that was happening at the time and it made me laugh. I thought it would be fun to join in. But yeah I know I’m missing a few others who made me want to join in on the fun and I’ve been lucky enough to interact at some point/still interact with them! Those three just come to mind pretty easily haha. I do know, for a fact though, I got to interact with everyone who made me want to RP in the beginning. ❤️

[rainbow-scarab]

Sly's Past in the Crossroads

I coulda sworn I put this on my blog but perhaps I mix it up with all those times I've told people on Discord so XD here we are. Theory post time.

Sly used to live in the Crossroads, in that little village where you first find him. I think this for a few reasons.

First, I must speak of Sly's age.

The stasis seems to have some odd effects on bugs, some of which seem to have lived a long time. I'm just assuming that aspect of stasis for this post. Sly trained the Nailmasters, and is almost certainly older than them. Some of Sheo's dialog has him speak of the Great Knights (and sculpt them). He seems quite familiar, at least for someone with an interest in the kingdom's warriors. But according to Lemm, "Both [the Great Knight's] names and appearance seem to have been expunged from history." So it seems Sheo, and by extension Sly, are old enough to have been around during Hallownest's heyday, perhaps centuries ago.

This raises an interesting contradiction. The game manual calls Elderbug "the oldest resident of Dirtmouth". Dirtmouth, it seems, has been living on the edge of the Kingdom, free of the stasis. Elderbug looks and acts old, but he's just....normal old, not supernaturally old like Sly. He doesn't know what Hallownest was like long ago except in stories. When you open the stag station in Dirtmouth, he says "That building lay silent since before even my time."

So, what to do with this discrepancy? Surely Team Cherry could never make a mistake, could they?? If Sly was originally from somewhere else, perhaps that could explain the wording that Elderbug is Dirtmouth's oldest.

(I've heard some say there are some mistakes in the game manual as compared to the game XD it could be for this but that's not all I have here for my theory)

We find Sly in that little village, the same one where we find Gruz Mother and Salubra, in a house that's falling apart. He's partially infected, though Ghost is able to break him out of his haze. Bugs become infected through their dreams. Bardoon says:

I resist the light's allure. Union it may offer, but also a mind bereft of thought… To instinct alone a bug is reduced…

We see reference to the instinctual state of bugs as well in a few entries of the Hunter's Journal, such as guards continuing to act as guards. Sly is not as far gone, but I had to wonder. Why does dream lead him there? To a village that's mostly dead? He thinks of Oro, his past pupil, and whoever Esmy is (I think another prior (and probably dead) pupil, but that's for another post). When Ghost breaks him out of his early state of infection, he says:

…I see. This old village. What a strange dream, to have led me down here! If you hadn't found me, I don't think I would've ever woken.

He seems to recognize it instantly, even from the inside of a broken house. I think he used to live there, in that same house. A place he knew well, ingrained in him deeper than his current house (and life) in Dirtmouth. Where even if half asleep his feet could carry him there on instinct.

...Lastly. I think. I think Sly and Salubra used to be dating XDDDDDD sorry I am subjecting you all to this. But I have reason to believe it. Or at least that they were flirty in the past.

I think Salubra talks to Ghost somewhat like she used to talk to Sly. She calls Ghost a "gadfly" a couple of times. And this word has a few meanings. One is literally a kind of fly, and Sly is a fly as well. Another is "social butterfly", which could be what Salubra is thinking of (especially with calling Ghost "stylish" and "dapper" alongside the word). BUT THE THIRD DEFINITION--

WHO'S MORE OF A BLOODSUCKER THAN SLY LOLLLLLLL

I rest my case, Salubra used to call Sly her dapper gadfly, Slylubra canon

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(ahem, my primary evidence is mostly the dream instinct aspect as far as Sly's former home, but shhhh Sly/Salubra is clearly the most important outcome of the lore XD)

[worhmngd]

Cultist Simulator aspects for QSMP members in order of the wiki:

BBH: Winter, Knock, and maybe a bit of Edge, in that order. Maybe switch Knock and Winter?

FitMC: mainly Edge, like 6 edge and 2 Grail, or Moth. I think more in the Grail side tho.

Foolish: Moth and Grail, need I say more?

Jaiden: Heart with a tiny bit of Moth. She’s not chaotic for the sake of chaos or yearning to experience things, she just wants to preserve her family.

Philza: Heart and Winter in equal measures. He wants to preserve and stays out of conflict (stasis and silence). If needed, he gives an ending. (Also a touch of Secret Histories for the 4th wall breaks lol)

Quackity: Forge. He doesn’t build machines, but he builds schemes and relationships. I’d even call him a Power Know. Not a Long, he’s such a failure at it he barely made it past the Stag Door lol

Slimecicle: Moth, but like 2 points. Also Gegg is a summonable entity that has 4 points of Secret Histories and can teach you about anarchy and how to speak the Gegg language.

Wilbur Soot: Basically the Vagabond, lol. heart, Moth, and Secret Histories.

ElQuackity: Winter and Edge, basically a Hunter who used to be a Know.

Luzu: Ascended Lantern Long?

Maximus: Forge and Lantern, in that order. Maybe a bit of Grail cause he’s apparently Aypierre’s sugar baby now, lol.

Roier: pure Heart :)

Vegetta: Moth, just skips out on Forge cause he bombs people for fun instead of any real reason

Cellbit: Lantern, HIGH lantern, like 10, Knock, and 5 Grail for cannibal serial killing. Only Grail person on this list that doesn’t have a sexual component to it, but eating people for pleasure is a Grail thing, not a Winter or Edge thing.

Forever: Forge and Heart in that order

Felpa: I honestly don’t know, he’s just kinda…there? I guess like 2 Moth for his weird chaotic tendencies lol

Pac and Mike: They’re like the Witch-and-Sister. PAC’s order is Heart, Forge, and Knock, and Mikes is the inverse.

Aypierre: Grail, duh. Dude is collecting the briefs of all the men on the server. He made a vineyard and a winery.

Baghera: Like a tiny bit of Moth? She strikes me as a Regular Person in the cultist simulator world.

Etoiles: Dude is a Lionsmith kinnie, he’s definitely an Edge Know.

Anyone I skipped I don’t know enough about or they’re definitely a Regular Person in the cultist simulator world.

[rhulksplaything]

Guys guys guys I'm having an oc idea™

So basically, a warlock wielding darkness powers (stasis or strand, haven't decided which one yet) goes and dabbles in hive magic (just to try something new, y'know, cute girl stuff) while wearing the stag.

Something goes wrong with the ritual (nonono, she wasn't trying to make contact with Oryx to gain knowledge of the darkness and of the hive gods, pfffft what makes you think that?) and now OOPSIES, the stag is now permanently attached to her, she is the Stag and the Stag is her, their memories are intertwined, their motives are aligned.

Oopsies, that was a big burst of energy, now the Witness is intrigued and the hive want her dead, oh no she fled to the Disciples Pyramid and accidentally revived Rhulk how unfortunate that she's imprisoned here with him and now they have to work together to try to escape and after every raid she brings him back (plot twist, she's the reason why we can redo raids cuz the Witness is abusing her powers to bring back it's followers mwuhahahah) but each time she changes and becomes more entangled with the darkness...

[lizbot]

Regarding seeing Hornet as a 'teen' I see the term as 'age between child and adult' rather than a literal teen number of years, so in that way, I'd view her as a 'teen' for her species (note that I also draw 'teen' PK with the intention of him being centuries old as a 'teenager'). I also personally like the idea of time shenanigans at play too that may have halted her physical growth, even if it did not slow her mental growth. There's a line on a lore tablet in the white palace about using Void to deny Time (with a capital T, so potential to over analyze that lol), and I kinda ran with that idea of void being able to cause a stasis in my headcanons. It can be used to explain why the hatchlings that survived the abyss never grew, especially if the king's light is what specifically allowed Hollow to mature by counteracting the void (this is assuming 'the power opposed' on the lore tablet is void opposing light and vice versa - if the king's light causes growth and the void causes stagnation). Myla also mentions she never has to sleep when she mines in Hallownest, like her needs are just on pause. Then Eternal Emilitia, who must be extremely old too despite being a normal bug since she talks about her role before everyone died, and I guess she doesn't need to eat anymore if she never leaves the house? The stag also must be ancient as he too remembers life before the fall. If PK really did make some kind of void powered stasis field, that could explain all that too. Even Quirrel, he 'begins to feel his age' once he loses Monomon's mask. Maybe the mask was pausing his time out in the wastes, as a piece of Hallownest, and once he lost it all the time he spent outside of the city caught up to him. Anyway, sorry for the rambling headcanon dumping XD I did not intend to write this much.

Ahhh, don't worry about rambling about whatever, haha it's alright. It's really cool to hear other people's opinions and ideas.

Hmm, when I started getting into the lore of the game, I kinda assumed that a lot of time had passed since the fall of hallownest but right now I don't think so. Maybe a couple of decades I suppose?

I do have a headcanon about how Hollow and the rest of the vessels are supposed to grow. Gonna try to do a post about that later I hope.

I think Myla says that the sleeping thing as an early clue of her eventually getting infected, and I totally can see Emilitia as a cranky old bug similar to Lucille Bluth from arrested development lol.

It always bugged me why Quirrel apparently got old quickly after losing Monomon's mask. If the theory is correct, Hallownest should have protected him from ageing while inside the kingdom, and he was being protected on the outside thanks to his mask.

I dunno, not even I am completely sure of my own theories, because almost any theory needs to get a healthy dose of speculation due to how ambiguous some parts of the lore are. Makes the whole thing more interesting, and probably a bit more frustrating too lol.

[fave-fight]

okay an excellent point was made and i feel the need to clarify something—

in propogandizing for the knight, i mentioned their ability in combat magic. given the nature of the tournament i shouldn't have done that, but i was so caught up in the euphoria of extolling the virtues of my favorite little guy that i only remembered the "no weapons" rule. this was careless of me, and i apologize.

that said, i still FIRMLY believe the knight could win without magic on their side, and here's why—

while it's true they have access to several powerful magic attacks, within the timescale of the game, these are all recent acquisitions on their part. the knight learns how to perform each of them while on their journey through hallownest, but before this they were wandering (and surviving!) the wastes beyond for years. how long exactly is hard to pinpoint, since hallownest, our main point of reference, is under some form of stasis, but given just how much its many environments show signs of long-term abandonment, it's safe to say it's been a WHILE (how long for a crossroads to be forgotten? how long for plant life to spring up along heavily-trodden paths? how long for crystal to encase a shaman, for a stag to forget his way home, for a lady of root to become irreparably immobilized by her own limbs and the world's most determined designer baby to fail in the very task they were created for?)

furthermore, the knight's use of magic, while a valuable part of their moveset, is almost entirely optional. apart from a scarce handful of enemies and obstacles that can only be overcome with magic, you can complete the rest of the game with physical combat alone, if that's what you so wish. restriction on magic use is one of the optional rules for the game's boss rush mode, as is the power of their weapon, and there are folks who speedrun that shit.

the knight is used to disadvantage. the knight is used to being the underdog. the knight without magic and nail is not a threat rendered helpless. they have fists, and they have horns, and failing either of those two options, i have full faith that they could simply employ their tireless agility to dodge until their opponent fell to exhaustion.

the knight: no magic necessary.

(also, while i'm here; this tournament has been incredibly fun. seeing so many people cheer for their faves and argue passionately over hypotheticals is delightful, and your dedication to chronicling it astounds me. thank you so much for running this, good pollmaker. it can't be easy, and you've been doing excellently!)

(aaaaa thank you for the compliments! I genuinely thought I was doing this extremely messily sknzandjsbejsdh- I’m glad you’re having a good time and thank you for the propaganda!)

[the-elder-polls]

For TCS Fridays, have a snippet of book three of my fic! A little moment of characterization that I am so excited to show the full part of when the time comes!

"Why would I waste something that can be useful?" They moved forward again and knelt once more beside the stag's body as the spectral form of Hircine pranced out of the way. "I might hate this cold, but I can do two things at once. Three, in fact. Will you remove the curse from this ring?" Erlind lifted their right hand briefly, though the ring itself was hidden beneath their glove, then continued field dressing the stag. Telekinesis pulled containers from the bag at their back, and they were familiar enough with preservation spells that it took just as little thought to place each useable part they removed in stasis. "I may consider it." Hircine made a sound somewhere in between a thoughtful hum and a noise that a deer would make. Erlind didn't know enough about deer to pinpoint what kind of deer-noise it was. "You are strong for what you have endured." They didn't look up, though they did pause just a moment. "…what would you care?"

OHHHH SHIT I LOVE THIS

[inner-islands]

Willow Skye-Biggs - Dreams In Suspension

"'Dreams In Suspension' was developed slowly over the past 3 or so years. It began as the audio aspect of a video art collaboration that never quite materialized. Like that project I found other aspects of my life struggling to move forward in the ways I had envisioned. I have, since 2020, developed a number of chronic conditions from several Covid infections, causing me to lose my main sources of income and my ability to hyper fixate or exert myself for the extended periods of time my music work has generally required. After years of slow recovery, I am realizing I have no choice but to adapt. I realized one day that these tracks could stand alone without the video components. The title reflects a theme of dreams, ideas, fantasies, goals, and potential paths that exist somewhere but have not, for whatever reasons, materialized into this reality. They instead are contained, swirling and simmering. They must exist, if not tangibly here, then elsewhere. I picture them like glass orbs filled with gaseous starry substances that are sitting high up on some wizard goddess’s shelf in one of the worlds that overlays ours.

My interest, structurally, at the moment is in work that doesn't have a beginning, middle, or ending. I am exhausted and don’t care about a cohesive narrative right now. These pieces, for me, are attempts to freeze time, to hold a specific moment, a feeling, in stasis so it can be explored from various angles, and felt continuously.

These tracks are just small glimpses into something.

I have been primarily focused on developing projects in film over the past 4 years. This work, manifested in 4 short films and a medium length film, has forced me to confront time and structure in a way I hadn't with music in a while. There is something special you can do with music that is difficult to do in other mediums. This study in composition involves attempts at a "non-time", even in-so-much as the work is necessarily time-based. Slowing time, exploring time, feeling time, these are things that I am curious about.

So much of ambient music can be about a passive listening experience, which is intriguing, but I have always been interested in engaging the genre as a very deliberate and active experience. It is, to me, an exercise in focusing on a particular moment and tracing that moment consciously, which creates temporal contrasts, shadows and reflections – in that way seeing the world in a new way, being more aware of the present and more aware of what does and does not exist here. I wonder about emotions, how they intersect our reality and affect the way we experience it. These are things I think about." -WSB

"Dreams In Suspension" is a work of subtle depth and beauty. It can continue to reveal itself over repeat listens, in accordance with the listener's desire to dive deeper. This is Willow's eighth release on Inner Islands and the first physical release under her own name, following releases as Sabriel's Orb and Stag Hare.

[l3rking]

Healing in the new Nether activity is almost moot. At least until they do a balance pass which they’ve already said they will do in the future. Id recommend focusing on ability regen and damage resistant builds for now.

Things like Tier 10 Resilience at all costs, The Stag exotic helmet, Frost Armor via Stasis fragments, Woven Mail via Strand fragments, and Void overshields for damage resistance and mitigation. And then other ability regen focused exotics like Nezeracs Sin, Verity’s Brow, Crown of Tempest, and Geomag Stabilizers. Crowd control builds like Osmiomancy and Necrotic Grips + Strand are also very useful in this activity.

Don’t forget to select your buffs with the new activity vendor in Eris’s flat either. I’m partial to “healing orbs have increased effectiveness” and “healing orbs grant overshields”.

Afaik these health pool/healing changes only pertain to the new Nether activity. It should be business as usual in the rest of the game unless there are some modifiers I don’t know about.

Im still experimenting with what does and doesn’t work on the Dreadnaught but I’m open to questions and recommendations!

A post for fellow "healer main" warlocks

I'm not sure if it's intentional, and maybe this was already a thing and I just didn't notice it, but there are now some activities where healing rifts don't heal. Defeating the whole point of healing rifts. Which can be quite off-putting for warlocks whose builds prioritize that.

So! What can we do instead?

Healing grenades, especially when combined with the Seeker's Sight exotic helmet, are quite useful in a pinch. They even have the added bonus that, unlike rifts, you can throw them at allies you can't reach quickly. However, healing grenades can only be used by Solar and Prismatic subclasses.

A lot of warlocks, me included, have probably spent a good amount of time trying to get their Recovery stat as high as possible. That's the stat that contributes to how fast your rift recharges, and normally a higher Recovery makes your health regenerate faster; for activities where natural health regeneration is disabled, you might want to focus more on Resilience.

Don't COMPLETELY dump Recovery though, because non-healing rifts are still useful! Empowering rifts buff your weapons, and phoenix dive (another ability option unique to Solar and Prismatic) gives your allies a brief burst of healing.

Things like solar mortars and arc souls still work regardless of what you've got equipped in your rift ability slot, but they won't stick around for as long with phoenix dive.

Remember: you can't help anyone if you're dead. Sometimes, if you can't reach your downed teammates safely, the best way to avoid a wipe is to take cover until at least one other person respawns.

Certain weapons, such as those with a support frame or the Healing Clip trait, can give a little boost to the amount of healing you can do for both others and yourself. Hey, anything counts.

For keeping yourself alive, Karnstein's Armlets can be handy (pun intended) when you're being swarmed by weaker enemies. They're a great combo with Monte Carlo, but even unpowered melee kills should activate the gauntlets' effect.

Don't forget about armor mods! Two leg armor mods, Recuperation and Better Already, give you small bursts of healing when you pick up orbs of power. If one or both aren't already part of your kit, you might want to take a look at them, because that healing really adds up when combined with helmet Siphon mods.

If you're using healing grenades, there are also several armor mods that will help that ability recharge faster, such as Bomber, Ennervation, and Explosive Finisher.

This post is meant to help save fellow players– especially newbies and people who only have time to play casually– some time and frustration. If you have any advice to add, please do! If you have questions, please ask! If I got something wrong, please tell me so I can correct it! And if this all seems super obvious to you or you have a better way of doing things, feel free to comment, but please don't be a jackass about it. Thank you.

[chidorikiller]

stag-in-stasis replied to your post “Meanwhile… Kakashi hides in a corner, overseeing everything, thinking...”

bud, you read erotica in broad daylight, you need more help than most of us.

“What’s wrong with that? I’m an adult!” 

[dobujutsu-moved]

@stag-in-stasis said: “  i   am   going   to   lay   completely   still   on   the   forest   floor   until   either   things   start   going   my   way   or   i   disintegrate   into   nothing  .   ” (it wss a big Shika mood, how could I not) | ♡  -  @WOLFPUPY   TWEETS   AS   STARTER   PROMPTS  . | Accepting!

A snort was the response to his words, a hand lifting to hide a grin that was threatening to form on her face. She cleared her throat into her fist before chuckling softly and crossing her arms, “As nice as that sounds, I don’t think you’d be able to get away with it. Something or someone will probably come along and interrupt, right?”

She let out a sigh as her shoulders slumped, her arms falling limp to her sides, “Ahh, how I’d love to be able to take some time off..” This was the first true moment of rest for her since she had been sent on mission after mission lately.

[abyssaldespair]

stag-in-stasis replied to your post: thatsneakymedic replied to your post: ...

dude he wants to see ur dick, be careful, he might turn it into a snake

noted. 

[eritvita]

Her fury is beyond him; as her magick laps like the salty torrent of an incalculable Sea, that waves and shakes and singes, and burns the crisp of his braid onto short, black nubs 'twards the loosened bottom.

Roland is inhuman, Not Of This Plane, and naught dost he move whence that swell of cacophonous Energy slings like fire and scents of heartbreak and of feral, desperate Connection for the ethereal Thread what connects all living and stasis Beings upon this sprawling, mixed Continent.

And yet is Roland naught of the Continent: his Form and Fret of this chosen Body reacts to Yennefer's flit of her own Wing, and fur grows behind his ears so similar to that hide of the fleeing Stag, and his nails deepened onto thicken keratin, and a thin slit of a hint of an eyelid begins to form in the middle of Roland's furrowed brow, borne closed, silent.

He blinks his natural eyes as that sudden stink of blood mires him onto black-grounded Reality, upon this Reaction to sight the stone floor and the staves and the shattered bits of exoteric Glass. His face dost borne distraught, but, verily, as like minding the sacred Space of a frightened animal, dost Roland naught remove from his crouch upon the floor.

"I hath not touched thee," says he calmly, and the bulb of his third Eye begins to shift beneath that new, closed lid. He sniffs, flaring his nostrils for Clarity. "Why dost thou feel the Need to prove thyself?" asks he, and minds, now, for his hanging satchel, that trusty bag of olde, sewn leather, and flips he the flap and begins, so, to rummage inside, huddled at the floor.

❝ spare me the lecture, Roland! It is neither needed nor welcome. ❞ snapped Yennefer sharply, violet eyes wet and bright with barely contained emotions that were threatening to drown her: rage and something very akin to frustrated disappointment that she had failed, again. However could she have let this happen? Too long a time now, days, weeks! she coldly reminded herself as she furiously rearranged the staffs and crystals cast about the room to enhance her Chaos, had she strove and struggled to perform the spells Istredd (and the mightily powerful Roland, too, she surmised with malicious contempt curling in her heart) could already cast with a flick of his wrist. She would not stand here and suffer another minute of his insufferably meaningless lectures; she did not need him; she did not need anyone, less of all, this! She just wanted to be left alone. All that mattered to her was this: Chaos, her magic; this spell. She would not fail again; she couldn't. And although she well knew she was tempting Tissaia and the academy with her antics, for they were not allowed to perform such spells unsupervised, she would not stop until she had done this her way. She knew she could. She must. She could not stand the idea that she couldn't. It made her skin crawl with disgust that she should allow herself this weakness; that Triss, Sabrina... anyone, could ever best her when all she had to prove herself, was this. And although she would never admit it out loud, the thought returned to claw at the depths of her mind over and over again, tearing her apart, filling her with restless, impatient frustration that she could never seem to abate no matter what she did.

Refusing to heed his words, childishly almost, Yennefer summoned forth her magic, hands soon glowing with purple light as cruel, malicious laughter spilled from her twisted lips. ❝ I do not need protection, magician. All I need is this. ❞ she assured him bitterly, beginning to cast her spell again furiously; and yet, something was off. Something was not right; she felt her magic tremble and thrum between her hands, her floods of rage seething and frothing, intermingling with her Chaos, and she gasped, choked and shook as her hands flamed, and her spell exploded right in front of her, shuttering the purple light into shards of ice at her feet. One of them slashed at the soft skin of her cheek, and she screamed in frustration, tossing the staff set near her aside furiously and turning to glare at Roland once more. ❝leave me alone! ❞ and although she held back her tongue from immaturely accusing him for her incompetence, not wanting to sound like naught more than an unlearned yearling, her violet eyes were blazing with anger.

[asagao-onna]

"Get off my grill you discount tuna."

“I’m not on your grill, anyway! I’m five star sashimi and I’m out of your price range!!“

[proudxkunoichi]

@stag-in-stasis

The months that followed the Fourth Shinobi World War had been challenging, to say the least. The series of events which had unfolded left their mark on her psyche. A permanent one. How could it not? Ino had lost her father, the biggest supporter and dearest person she had. There was constant pressure on her shoulders and the shoes she needed to fill were a few sizes too big, the responsability and legacy she had been entrusted with was huge and some days she doubted herself.

The blonde never let it show, of course. She had perfected a mask for the sake of appearances, of survival. Her pride and stubborness would never let her crumble in public, never allow her insecurities and struggles to show. Ino was the Yamanaka clanhead and the current Head of the Intel Unit. She had to act accordingly.

Seeking out Shikamaru's company was something she had been doing on a subconscious level. He was the only one who understood her pain and she was the only one who understood his. They had lost their parents at the exact same time. The Allied Shinobi Forces had relied upon his genius to plan after Shikaku no longer could and they had relied on her mind jutsu to link everyone on the battlefield.

Ino reached the hill her teammate usually used for cloud-gazing. Blue eyes shined brightly upon spotting the familiar pineapple shape of a head. True to her assumptions, he was resting just a few meters ahead. "Shikamaruuu." she made her presence known with a cheerful greeting, voice loud enough so he'd hear her. She approached him with even steps before stopping and placing her hands on her hips. "I see you are being a lazy bum again." Blocking the sun, the kunoichi dipped her head, staring down at the Nara. "Don't you have anything better to do with your time?" she arched an elegant brow. "Something productive, for example." Ino stressed out the last part, the habit of nagging at him about this and that had stayed with her over the years. Some things just never change and if she were to be honest with herself, it was good, that they didn't. She needed some sort of anchor in this ever changing world. Shikamaru and Chouji were constant and their presence helped ground her in a way nothing else ever would.

She was secretly glad that he had no duty to tend to this afternoon, however. Their respective occupations saw that they got to spend little time with one another and Chouji or anyone from the Konoha Twelve, really. Team Asuma and Sakura were always going to be her number one priority, however.

Ino rose her head to look up at the clouds. She wondered what Shikamaru saw whenever he glanced at them. Whether he actually saw something or he simply used the time to reflect on things. "Why do you like cloud-gazing so much?" She gave voice to her thoughts, curious and interested to hear what he had to say. Her gaze drifted back towards his person, waiting for a response.

[medicalwarrior]

@stag-in-stasis​ replied to your post: Hnng I want pregnant mama!Saku stuff

if you want my muse can be terrified of her

wait you mean he isn’t already terrified of her??