He would remember everything if I destroyed Reshaper's wings, btw,

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He would remember everything if I destroyed Reshaper's wings, btw,

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Here's some of my trolls Pokemon teams, btw, if u even care--
best and worst cook <3
Reshaper is hands down, no contest, the best cook-- no one else on my blog comes close to the vast array of cooking knowledge and recipes he knows. Loved collecting different recipes from alien planets he visited in the past too,
Worst cook? Probably Jejune. They were never taught how to cook-- Jules didn't really have the time, even if he gave Jeje more attention than the others. And then, well, they were a vampire by the time they left Jules's hive so they didn't need to learn to cook or even eat food anyway. They'd set something on fire after saying 'How hard can it be !'
Seifer + Reshaper!!!!!!!
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1) … rate the ship:
pls N O | not shipping it | nah | maybe | I WISH it’d work | yasss | I ship it | wOW PLEASE!
2) … tell you shortly about how I think they’d work (or why they wouldn’t) in that quad/general opinion
GODDDD Okay... So, regardless of how much chemistry they had in the past when they were both active fleet together, Seifer wants Reshaper dead at this point. I really don't know what it would take, if anything, to quell the rage and soften the betrayal he feels about that guy...
I mean Seifer saw Tavian (Reshaper) not that long ago, fun fact! Only 10 or so sweeps back Tavian made a visit to speak with an old associate and that associate worked on Seifer's current Fleet vessel. They made eye contact at opposite ends of the hall and actually had a brief altercation where Seifer violently tried to end his old friend. :]
HOWEVER,, In the past they were extremely close, I'm talkin' Seifer was his Lieutenant General and right-hand man. Seifer was given relatively free reign of his own small squad and was the first and few who knew about Tavian's romantic entanglement with Vanalliea. Seifer really trusted and valued Tavi's wisdom, free spirit, and peaceful, knowledge-seeking approach to fleet work. He wanted to be the one his general went to if he wanted to talk about what was on his mind or any time he doubted himself, y'know?
Plus, they'd known eachother since early in both of their fleet careers! Seifer admired Tavian's drive and determination to get a better position as a mutant and by fucking god did he get it-- and he brought Seifer up along with him!
Uhh.. rest under the cut bc I rambled a bit....
remorse for reshaper?
Prompt 17 / Remorse for Reshaper: (CW: Trauma flashbacks, implied death)
Major Character: Tavian Mercur (The Reshaper)
Setting: Reshaper’s Hive in the present; Flashback takes place in the distant past
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You’re on bruised knees, the last one alive on a battlefield with a corpse weighing heavily in your arms. There’s cool blood seeping in between your fingertips. Your pole blade is sitting in their chest.
What did you do?
Looking to either side is difficult, like dragging your head through molasses. There’s a delayed double image to your vision and your ears are plagued by ringing. Everything smells so metallic. All of the muscles in your body are tense, like cables waiting to snap under the weight of fallen trees.
You try to blink, to calm down, but it only makes the image of the bloodied hundreds around you all the more vivid. They’re all looking at you, faces stuck in ghastly death stares. Oh, gods, there’s a horrible bile rising in your throat and you swear you can almost hear the screaming again.

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Re: Sunne’s tags:
A couple people have given their names to him by this point!
Which he’s advised/warned against in the past because he is very capable of just stealing those whenever he wants now— he won’t though, because deep down he’s not that mean. (And Sunne is very cute too ofc)
Still, what if you meet someone like him! ‘Don’t be so foolish again’, he says. The implied ‘someone else may not be so kind’…
Oh! It’s probably worth mentioning for anyone that doesn’t know: Reshaper, my beloved blog gilf, used to be a general in the fleet until some bad things happened and he deserted, leaving his remaining crew behind!
Seifer was a part of that crew and can shed light on the situation and details thereof where Reshaper will not. <3
panic 4 mr reshaper my husband
Prompt 34 / Panic for The Reshaper:
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Ah, how you loved the end of a productive work day. You’d reshaped quite of few lives today, and for quite the variety of clientele no less, it was a fun day for you. Still, you always looked forward to the end of such days when you could relax.
Focusing on the thrum of new information-- new magic-- flowing through your veins could make it a bit difficult to wind down some days, but you usually shook it out by pampering yourself. A drink, reclining on your couch, watching your descendant fumble his way through child care, what’s not to love?
In fact, you’d just gotten comfortable in your silk robe and slipper-slides and were heading over to the kitchen when there was a series of heavy knocks on your door, all in quick succession and just oozing with some kind of panic.
Popping a hip to one side with a sigh, you tap your slipper on the floor, slightly annoyed. Obviously, you were going to try and wait them out, they shouldn’t be trying to bother you at this hour, there’s even an ornate ‘closed’ sign on your front door. A couple of minutes pass, but their distressed, intermittent knocking doesn’t cease. Another sigh.