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[thancrxdwatxrs]

@oadventurescall replied to your post “"On. Your. Knees."”:

Mordred: Make me~~~~ *smirks*

Thancred was hardly one to back down from a challenge. "Oh? Feeling cheeky, are we?"

He leaned in closer, lowering his voice to a point where it sounded akin to a growl.

"How far are you willing to go?"

[iiroiiros]

[ GUIDE ]:          in the process of guiding the receiver through a crowded place, the sender’s hand protectively grazes against the small of their back ( From Mordred to G'raha?)

👀 prompts

Perhaps...he should have stayed cooped up in the Baldesion Annex a little while longer. G'raha was no shut-in, though, and he did need to leave every now and then, if he wasn't prompted by being smacked with a rolled-up document by Krile. He wasn't feeling hungry, so he didn't need to head by the Last Stand, but the Noumenon seemed appropriate, as he did need to fetch a book for a commission's research. Now, while he may not be as famous as Alphinaud, there were no small amount of Hannish people remaining on the island to pursue an education-all it took was for one of those people to be someone he'd saved that dreadful day in Radz-at-Han to recognize him, and all of a sudden, countless people both Sharlayan native and immigrants were surrounding the poor miqo'te.

"Ah, please, one person at a time-I can't answer all of your questions about me if I have no room to breathe!" G'raha attempted to protest to the crowding, but it was of no use when the crowd itself was squabbling over when they'd get their turn to speak to him. But then, he hears a familiar voice speaking up over everyone, not able to recognize it at first until he feels a hand lay above his tail, nearly making him yelp. "Huh-Mordred?" The redheaded seeker turned to face the stranger, only to find the Warrior of Light oh so conveniently here, and suddenly all the attentions were off of him. But it looked like Mordred had no patience for the spotlight shining on him, as with his height being more than most of the people surrounding them, he was easily able to navigate a way out. "By the Twelve, Mordred...you nearly frightened me doing that." He was a bit breathless from practically clinging to the viera as they escaped, but looks back up at him with a grateful gaze. "...Still, I can't thank you enough for helping me get out of there."

[thancrxdwatxrs]

"You deserve someone who sees your worth." -- K'aeha

Pining starters @oadventurescall

Thancred's expression softened as he glanced up at K'aeha, a hint of a smile on his features.

"Thank you," he replied softly. "That is all I can ever hope for really. Then again, 'tis all anyone can hope for. To have partners who see us as we are..."

[thancrxdwatxrs]

What is Thancred's favorite flower and his favorite type of booze?

Q&A Time!

@oadventurescall

Thancred’s favorite flower is definitely the lily, simple yet refined and elegant (and also potentially deadly). As for alcohol, he enjoys the occasional ale and mead, but his favorite is a sweet red wine.

[valiisthea]

@oadventurescall || Dion

"What exactly are you doing with that?"

[brimflame]

"When we forget the infection, will we remember the lesson?"

@oadventurescall / dion | parasite eve

[flamesofrebirths]

@oadventurescall said: 💗 from Dion o/ SEND 💗 TO PULL MY MUSE INTO A SUDDEN HUG | ACCEPTING

Dion doesn't talk much since he came back to the Hideaway, but the fact that he chose to help Clive and Joshua against Ultima means a lot to him. Dion has his own reason to fight Ultima, too, of course. Their enemy took so much from the three of them, and from everyone, too. The only way for the entire people of Valisthea to be FREE again is to defeat Ultima for good. And the three of them, they can do it.

Joshua hasn't entirely seen the hug coming, but he wraps his arms around his friend without hesitation. "You know... I am always there to talk, if you want to. About anything that is on your mind." After all, Dion have been through so much lately. And maybe Joshua doesn't talk much either, but he is always willing to listen.

[lostsonofsparda]

💗 (from Credo)

Send 💗 to pull my muse into a sudden hug and hold them tight, refusing to let go @oadventurescall

Vergil was caught unaware as he suddenly felt strong arms around him, his body tensing at first. He then realized that the person hugging him was Credo and hesitantly relaxed, a soft sigh escaping the hybrid. He will never understand humans and their emotions, but just having someone embrace him was oddly comforting.

The last time he ever felt such affection was from his mother.

After a moment or so, he sank into it, gently returning the embrace.