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Reblog if your muse is always low-key ready to FIGHT somebody

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Some hoodless Tisos

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@woven-warrior liked for a starter : Hornet

Everything aches. Tiso can hardly see straight, and his arm is hanging at an awkward angle, meaning he’s forced to drag his shield in the other. He’s managed to drag himself all the way to Deepnest, gods know how.

One of his legs gives under him, and he falls. When he looks up, he sees his sibling’s face. One of the many he left behind. They hold their hand out to him, and he tries to crawl closer. “Hey, you-“ he coughs. “Gotta help me,”

Their neck cracks, and Tiso goes slack with shock. Or maybe it’s the blood loss. Either way, he can only watch as they contort into something he can’t quite make out. Tall and horrible, glowing orange, and snarling.

Tiso feels himself be picked up, and he’s helpless to stop it. He’s losing energy fast. Then.. whatever picked him up drops him, and snarls again. Tiso can’t bring himself to move.

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Tiso’s head lolls to the side again and he coughs a few times. He doesn’t know what a Nosk is, he’s never heard of such a thing. “They were gonna help me... then somethin’ happened and...” he trails off, both having trouble speaking and remembering what happened. “I don’t know,”

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"You likely got fooled by the nosk. It shapeshift it's form into loved ones to hunt and trick bugs."

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“That’s... stupid.” Tiso puffs, grimacing after. Moving at all hurts. “How long am I gonna be stuck here?”

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*reads a post saying “Not gonna ship Tiso/Tamer on this blog“* My dumbass brain: “You should ask the Mun if they’re ok with shipping Tiso x Cloth!”

I hear TisoxCloth and materialize to absorb the content

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@woven-warrior liked for a starter : Hornet

Everything aches. Tiso can hardly see straight, and his arm is hanging at an awkward angle, meaning he’s forced to drag his shield in the other. He’s managed to drag himself all the way to Deepnest, gods know how.

One of his legs gives under him, and he falls. When he looks up, he sees his sibling’s face. One of the many he left behind. They hold their hand out to him, and he tries to crawl closer. “Hey, you-“ he coughs. “Gotta help me,”

Their neck cracks, and Tiso goes slack with shock. Or maybe it’s the blood loss. Either way, he can only watch as they contort into something he can’t quite make out. Tall and horrible, glowing orange, and snarling.

Tiso feels himself be picked up, and he’s helpless to stop it. He’s losing energy fast. Then.. whatever picked him up drops him, and snarls again. Tiso can’t bring himself to move.

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Tiso’s head lolls to the side again and he coughs a few times. He doesn’t know what a Nosk is, he’s never heard of such a thing. “They were gonna help me... then somethin’ happened and...” he trails off, both having trouble speaking and remembering what happened. “I don’t know,”

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@woven-warrior liked for a starter : Hornet

Everything aches. Tiso can hardly see straight, and his arm is hanging at an awkward angle, meaning he’s forced to drag his shield in the other. He’s managed to drag himself all the way to Deepnest, gods know how.

One of his legs gives under him, and he falls. When he looks up, he sees his sibling’s face. One of the many he left behind. They hold their hand out to him, and he tries to crawl closer. “Hey, you-“ he coughs. “Gotta help me,”

Their neck cracks, and Tiso goes slack with shock. Or maybe it’s the blood loss. Either way, he can only watch as they contort into something he can’t quite make out. Tall and horrible, glowing orange, and snarling.

Tiso feels himself be picked up, and he’s helpless to stop it. He’s losing energy fast. Then.. whatever picked him up drops him, and snarls again. Tiso can’t bring himself to move.

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Tiso nods slowly, but it’s about all he can manage. He’s trying hard to keep himself conscious when every breath feels like he’s been kicked in the chest. He wants to sleep, it seems like the best option. Sleep until he feels better. His head lolls to one side, and his eyes start to close.

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Hornet moves his head to me looking up. "Hey, no. No falling ssleep just yet."

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Tiso grimaces. “‘M tired,” he murmurs to Hornet, lifting his broken arm to gently put a hand in her fur. “...my little sib.. where’d they go...?”

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Oh yeah I need to add it to my rules but I won’t ship Tiso/Tamer on this blog bc in my hc theyre related

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@woven-warrior liked for a starter : Hornet

Everything aches. Tiso can hardly see straight, and his arm is hanging at an awkward angle, meaning he’s forced to drag his shield in the other. He’s managed to drag himself all the way to Deepnest, gods know how.

One of his legs gives under him, and he falls. When he looks up, he sees his sibling’s face. One of the many he left behind. They hold their hand out to him, and he tries to crawl closer. “Hey, you-“ he coughs. “Gotta help me,”

Their neck cracks, and Tiso goes slack with shock. Or maybe it’s the blood loss. Either way, he can only watch as they contort into something he can’t quite make out. Tall and horrible, glowing orange, and snarling.

Tiso feels himself be picked up, and he’s helpless to stop it. He’s losing energy fast. Then.. whatever picked him up drops him, and snarls again. Tiso can’t bring himself to move.

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Tiso nods slowly, but it’s about all he can manage. He’s trying hard to keep himself conscious when every breath feels like he’s been kicked in the chest. He wants to sleep, it seems like the best option. Sleep until he feels better. His head lolls to one side, and his eyes start to close.

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@woven-warrior liked for a starter : Hornet

Everything aches. Tiso can hardly see straight, and his arm is hanging at an awkward angle, meaning he’s forced to drag his shield in the other. He’s managed to drag himself all the way to Deepnest, gods know how.

One of his legs gives under him, and he falls. When he looks up, he sees his sibling’s face. One of the many he left behind. They hold their hand out to him, and he tries to crawl closer. “Hey, you-“ he coughs. “Gotta help me,”

Their neck cracks, and Tiso goes slack with shock. Or maybe it’s the blood loss. Either way, he can only watch as they contort into something he can’t quite make out. Tall and horrible, glowing orange, and snarling.

Tiso feels himself be picked up, and he’s helpless to stop it. He’s losing energy fast. Then.. whatever picked him up drops him, and snarls again. Tiso can’t bring himself to move.

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Hornet growls louder and the spines of her plating lift up in a show of aggression. After only a moment or two, Hornet lunges at the beast woth a horrible crunch as she bit it enough to drive it away. The venom she had caught up to it and immobilized it.

While it feared for its life, she scooped tiso up in her maw, delicately, and she takes him back to her home where she spins a thread of silk to seal his injuries. Her silk had a natual disinfectant in it, so it helped with any bacteria in the wounds.

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The crunch causes Tiso to involuntarily flinch, before he stills and slacks again. The memory of the Colosseum cheering on as that beast charged him is still fresh in his mind. He wonders if that’s how the bugs he had killed felt in their last moments. He wonders if this bigger bug is going to kill him, or if the bleeding will first.

He’s quiet while she spins the silk and tends his wounds, listlessly staring at the wall of the den. He’s so much more aware of his breathing, ragged and strained. He’s aware of every little chip and crack on his shell. Everything is so much more... real.

“I don’t wanna die here,” he finally speaks, though he chokes on his words. “I don’t,”

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@hallowisms liked for a starter : Lost Kin

‘Another one?’ Is Tiso’s first thought when he sees the Vessel. He wonders if this one would be every bit as silent as the first one. He wonders where they came from. He wonders if he even really cares. It’s not likely any of them would ever meet him in combat, and if they did their end would be pitiful. He’ll spare the pale things, however many there are, because there would be no challenge in anything otherwise.

“I’m surprised to see another,” he comments, playing aloof like he hasn’t been sitting here contemplating the Vessel’s existence for some time now. “I’d say hopefully you’re a talker unlike the other pale thing, but talking would be a waste of time I could be taking resting.”

Another? So this ant had seen one of their siblings, then. Or multiple of them. With how many vessels there were– even if a vast majority of them had perished within the walls of the Abyss– it wasn’t too much of a surprise that the Broken Vessel wasn’t the first one they had seen.

As for being a talker, though, unless Tiso knew sign language, he was going to be quite disappointed. The vessel, while it may have been taller than most of xyr siblings, was still just as silent as any of them.

Well, apart from the crackling, eerie void noises that came from xyr shade. Which xey were doing right now, in an attempt to speak to him. It was… unnerving.

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Tiso grimaces at the noise. Beneath his hood, his antennae pin flat against his head. Xey don’t seem to be a talker, which does indeed disappoint the arrogant ant. Not to mention how off-putting xey are. Those empty eyes.. Tiso wonders if there’s something wrong with xem.

Probably, he decides.

“I’ll take that as a no on the talking. Maybe a uh... notepad, would do you some good. If Hallownest has those. All I’ve seen are scrolls and stone tablets. Pretty inefficient, eh? Maybe a stick in the dirt would do you as much good.” He snickers at his own snide remark.

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@woven-warrior liked for a starter : Hornet

Everything aches. Tiso can hardly see straight, and his arm is hanging at an awkward angle, meaning he’s forced to drag his shield in the other. He’s managed to drag himself all the way to Deepnest, gods know how.

One of his legs gives under him, and he falls. When he looks up, he sees his sibling’s face. One of the many he left behind. They hold their hand out to him, and he tries to crawl closer. “Hey, you-“ he coughs. “Gotta help me,”

Their neck cracks, and Tiso goes slack with shock. Or maybe it’s the blood loss. Either way, he can only watch as they contort into something he can’t quite make out. Tall and horrible, glowing orange, and snarling.

Tiso feels himself be picked up, and he’s helpless to stop it. He’s losing energy fast. Then.. whatever picked him up drops him, and snarls again. Tiso can’t bring himself to move.

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@hallowisms liked for a starter : Lost Kin

‘Another one?’ Is Tiso’s first thought when he sees the Vessel. He wonders if this one would be every bit as silent as the first one. He wonders where they came from. He wonders if he even really cares. It’s not likely any of them would ever meet him in combat, and if they did their end would be pitiful. He’ll spare the pale things, however many there are, because there would be no challenge in anything otherwise.

“I’m surprised to see another,” he comments, playing aloof like he hasn’t been sitting here contemplating the Vessel’s existence for some time now. “I’d say hopefully you’re a talker unlike the other pale thing, but talking would be a waste of time I could be taking resting.”

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Starter call! Like or reblog for a Tiso

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I done it