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Ship Bias - [ ACCEPTING ] ;;

Zagreus x Thanatos ( I cannot express enough how much I LOVE. THIS. SHIP. OTP right there, bbygrl will never be knocked from his throne, a.k.a Zagreus' lap, lmfao. )

Zagreus x Megaera ( if I was a masochist and felt like doing another run, I'd go for her next. It's obvious they still care about one another. <3 )

Zagreus x Astarion ( again, another ' this came from strictly fanart ' ship. I don't know WHO was the chef in the kitchen the day this ship blew up, but they were COOKING. )

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“You think if we had a good enough breeze, we could use our gliders to walk across water?”

To many it would sound like a hypothetical question, but Takumi had been intently staring at a small island not too far from the shore for a couple of minutes now, so clearly it was a genuine query. Sure he could easily swim over to the other beach, but that would mean wasting time getting his legs back when he could be exploring and potentially finding something really neat!

Hands set firmly on his hips, Takumi raised up from his crouched position and grinned brightly at the bard beside him.

“Wanna give it a try? If we fall in I can get us to shore quickly!”

"Ahh, so that's why you've been staring so intensely." He wanted to ask, but Takumi appeared so deeply in thought that he didn't want to disturb him. That, and the look on his face when he was in the middle of contemplation was adorable.

Pride began to swell in the bard's chest, and with that rise in pride came a sweeter and chillier breeze. It touched at their sun-baked cheeks and tousled their hair, but it didn't last for longer than a second.

"Why get that close to the water? I could carry us the whole way there if I wanted to!" And if anyone were to catch them in the act, they would surely think it strange that they didn't lose altitude the way most people did when they used their gliders.

PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP MEME 0.2 (accepting)

FRIENDSHIP.     childhood friends  /  work buddies or coworkers  /  family friends  /  friends with benefits  /  smoking buddies  /  adventure buddies  /  fake friends  /  recently friends  /  party buddies  /  friendship of need  /  dying friendship  /  circumstantial friendship  /  partners in crime  /  old friendship  /  [ your muse ] is the good influence  /  [ your muse ] is the bad influence  /  [ my muse ] is the good influence  /  [ my muse ] is the bad influence (nyx will do both. 'bad influence' as in 'enabling something silly', but still!)  /  opposites attract  /  ride or die  /  frenemies  /  roommates or flatmates  /  penpals (euterpe writing cute letters to nyx when nyx isn't around and nyx replying is... a very cute idea)  /  exes to friends  /  enemies to friends  /  other (there is no option for 'take your fish out for a walk while other people are too busy to realize you took your fish out for a walk' so i am adding it myself. taking my fish for a walk because the fish is sooo cute) 🙂

ROMANCE.     childhood sweethearts  /  [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush  /  [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush  /  exes  /  exes to lovers  /  forbidden lovers  /  highschool sweethearts  /  secret relationship  /  opposites attract  /  long distance  /  unrequited [ from your muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from my muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from both sides ]  /  skinny love  /  friends to lovers  /  enemies to lovers  /  spurious relationship  /  power couple  /  newly entered  /  soulmates [ metaphorical ]  /  soulmates  [ literal ]  /  awkward  /  turning toxic  /  toxic love  /  cheating [ on your muse ]  /  cheating [ with your muse ]  /  other 

FAMILIAL.     siblings [ half ]  /  siblings [ step ]  /  [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure  /  [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse  /  [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours  /  [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal guardian  /  adoptive child  /  foster child  /  [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing  /  [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing  /  other

"...?"

The gesture comes as a surprise, but the feelings do not reach Lucien's face. He holds the specimen gently, gray eyes observing the pure-white petals. Pristine, something you could not find in a lot of places he has been to. One would be surprised at how they could engineer nature to bend towards whichever way was most practical to them, he remembers the artificial garden that was nothing more but a glorified birdcage.

Lucien does not sing anymore, his throat and voice ripped open and torn apart in the name of progress. Progress for who? He cannot answer that question. He kind of does not want to.

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@box-of-characters said: "'ey, I know its warm, bu' don't fall 'sleep nex' t' the campfire." A firm, yet delicate tap was placed on the elezen's head with some sort of hard object; not enough to hurt, but just enough to jolt him back into the waking world at the very least. The object in question had been what appeared to be a bottle of wine, which was then lowered in front of Zev's face to show it off before being set on the ground. Wisteria wasn't usually the type to drink, but after relocating more refugees to Broken Glass, she felt a little relaxation was in order. "Found some 'a these on the way back from Tertium. Gonna han' out the res' 'fore gettin' us some cups 'n stew, so make sure y' stay awake, got it?"

Roused from his slumber, the elezen stirs with a sleepy, muffled grunt. He had curled up against the boxes surrounding the campfire and the warmth against the cold had lulled him to sleep. It was quite comfortable! Nothing compared to a bed, of course, but one had to make do with what was available. Rubbing the drowsiness from his eyes, Zevran sits upright, eyes squinting against the bright white of the landscape before him. He doesn't quite recognize the item Wisteria had set down, mostly because he wasn't fully awake yet.

"Hnh..?" He's a little upset, being woken up like that, and he scowls at the woman. "Why?" He grumbles. "I'm well enough away from it." He, nor anything else, would catch fire. He made sure of it! What was wrong with enjoying a little cozy nap away from the hustle and bustle of the refugees and operations in the camp? He reaches for the bottle and reads its label. This was some fancy stuff..! The elezen stretches, sighing in relief as his back pops in a few places.