—— there are other worlds than these.

:: extremely ANTI-AI. DNI if you use generative AI in any capacity. ( graphics, writing, art, etc. )

CARRD CURRENTLY A WIP.

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temp muse list under cut:

Thancred was a self-described playboy for awhile, struggled a little with (and overcompensated for) his bisexuality in his younger days, and as such during ARR-era he's kind of tough to pin down. sex is easy, relationships are less so. he's someone who needs some patience to get into a relationship, but when he has someone who cares, it's a whole new world and he's all in - though he's also married to his job and will often prioritize work over relationships so there's bound to be some conflict.

G'raha Tia is someone who puts his all into relationships. he can be a Lot. He loves, he adores, and he'd probably crawl into their clothes with them if he could. but he's —— fickle, a bit, and especially during/post ShB, his memories and lived experiences are at odds with his current self, and doesn't tend to be looking. sex won't happen without a relationship or at least knowing the other person well, and when it does happen he's probably an emotional mess the first time. also probably likes laughter and light-hearted sex a lot.

@phaenonsmoons / fluff starters

And Thancred is anything but shy; this field, though, is something he's often a little more careful with navigating. But while the first kiss was a playful thing, a thing that could be excused away if pulled away from with the excuse of having too much drink or being overly familiar, the invitation for more certainly ignites something else.

He's not a tall or big man by most standards: not short, either, but perfectly average, which helps him in so many ways when blending in. But right here, the difference between them is stark. Here in this shadowed alcove where conversation dripped into more personal — and them more intimate — positions.

Tongue briefly touches his lower lip, pale lashes dropped over darkened eyes. " If I want? " His voice is —— gruff, at the edges. A strained and tight coarseness at the back of his throat, collected bearing frayed at the edges just slightly. " I'd like to think we both want. "

he's someone who sleeps in the most ungodly uncomfortable positions possible. he can nap pretty much anywhere: on the ground, in a tree, on a stone-hard bench, in a pile of pillows. leaned against a companion.

often these days he sleeps restlessly at night. if with another person he will gladly cleave to their side and bury his face in their neck. he likes something to hold, whether it be a pillow or a person or his bag or something — the firm pressure of something against his chest alleviates some anxiety.

Oof. The obvious answer here is Carl and to an extent Mongo. She's grown to be very self sufficient and is extremely strong and has growing independence, but —— Carl is, essentially, her entire world, and Mongo is essentially her child. She's someone who gained sentience in a hellish dungeon world and has been fighting for her life alongside one person since the first moment she was aware enough to talk, and Carl is her person. If he died, or if Mongo died, she would spiral hard.

And, being also a cat, spiraling hard could mean some wildly destructive things.

The tip of a thickly furred dark tail flips back and forth slowly, lazily, though it's barely the only hint of his mischief. He's a Scion, a newly-trained gunbreaker who Thancred had a contact for and brought into the fold, and a right handful by any definition.