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chris-continues · 2 years

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Iron Man 3- The Suit Save

Iron Man!xyx x GN!reader

@lucicomplexx TYSM FOR HELPING ME COME UP W/ THIS

In which xyx saves you with his suit

Mentions: brief mention of bombing, explosions, danger + violence, arguing, stress, brief mention of panic attacks

I haven’t seen iron man 3 in a hot minute so this is so messy and not super accurate LMAO (this is so rushed I’ll probably edit it later)

“Mr. X what are you going to do about the mandarin?”

“Mr. X!”

“Will you take action?”

A man was up in his space with a camera, asking questions,

Fucking hell-

He leans up towards the phone, making sure it catches every word.

“You know what, fine. Come to me, mandarin, at the off chance you’re a man, here’s my address. 10880 Malibu Point, 90265.”

His hand clasps the phone, throwing it the other way before stepping into his car frustratedly, the press flocking around as he’s driven away.

What a shocker that his stress isn’t completely gone by the time he gets home, not even when he arrives home he sees you. Especially as of recently, he wasn’t doing well. He was having lunch, a kid asked him about… the attack on New York and he just- god. He found out it was a panic attack from his AI, but it was unbelievable.

He didn’t want to think about it too hard.

He also didn’t want to think about how he saw you with some business man, talking to him alone- god.

On top of that, he was late for date night and ate without you. So yeah, he was a huge mess while he did research in his lab.

His research rattled off little facts and results he pieced together from the local bombing the Mandarin had set by a Chinese theater, to which he examined more, “That’s two military guys. Ever been to Tennessee?” The ai confirmed and accepted his command to travel, before the doorbell rang.

His curiosity was piqued, “Do we have any visitors planned to come here?” He rolled his shoulders while his feet pattered against the floor.

The ai spoke, monotone. “No, sir.”

“Damnit- This is what I get for sharing my address to the public.” He sighed in slight regret to his earlier open, angry nature to fuck with the press.

Brisk walking and the bold patter of footsteps made it to the door as xyx welcomed… a lady. Pretty, brown hair to a bit below her shoulders, and furrowed eyebrows.

“Hi, it’s me, botanist Maya Hansen?” Her voice was as rushed as xyx’s coming to the door, pushing into the room before just almost being hit by your luggage.

“You remember me? From 12 years ago?” Xyx shook his head at her questioning, “Don’t take it personally I don’t even remember what I had for breakfast.”

“Gluten free waffles, sir.” he nodded, “that’s right.”

Maya’s voice came out rushed as another bag fell. “Can we- can we talk somewhere private? This is an important matter”-

“Did we have visitors?”

“Unexpectedly, we do, and doll this is an old friend. If there’s a 12 year old kid in the car I may pass out.”

“Yes there is,” he almost faints, “no he isn’t yours, and hi, it’s nice to meet his partner.”

You turn to look at xyx, “Well isn’t it nice to see one of your ex girlfriends.” Xyx noted you crossing your arms, you definitely weren’t in a good mood after he didn’t trust you with a business partner, “well- it was only one night..” Maya looked away shamefully while xyx tried to make light of the situation.

“Oh yeah, because that’s how you rolled back then.”

“You like your birthday present?”

You looked back to the giant teddy bear. “Yeah, sure, my very normal present.”

“I thought you liked it!”

“Is… this normal?”

Both you and xyx turned back to Maya, “Yes this is normal!”

You both bickered more, before Maya began explaining more about her research.

With xyx turned away from the floor to ceiling windows, Maya was facing them. “Is this normal?.. what-“

Light exploded behind the three of them, with Maya in the back. Before xyx could even think, they were all midair, rubble falling from everywhere.

X summoned the suit, each piece of armor going to you. It dawns upon you almost too late, rocks and dirt flying past your face and in a trance.

“I got you.”

Xyx covered his head when he fell, the ground breaking as the floor broke off into the water. Everything seemed to be collapsing in a panic, until a piece too big seemed to get him when he was in a rough spot. He prepared himself, until-

“I got you first.” With the signature suit on you, the mask opened to show your small smile as you looked down at him.

Even in this small moment of chaos he couldn’t help but gaze at you in admiration and love.

#iron man xyx #bloomic marvel au #blooming panic xyx #bloomic #blooming panic #chris writes #marvel au #xyx bloomic #xyx bp #bp xyx

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archer12xx-main · 2 years

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📌 Pinned Post 📌

Ayo! I'm D and welcome to my main blog. This may be overdue but better late than sorry, right? Haha lol jk

Anyway, here's the list of sub/secondary blogs that I have under archer12xx-main:

archer12xx - this secondary blog is for Tobias Fox and other Infinite Blue (it's an otome chat sim game created by Velvet Fox Games) related posts. I'm most active here (aside from my main)

beelscheeseburger - this one is for Obey Me and my love for Beel and Mammon-sama. Though I'm like a bubble on this blog lol I could disappear any time.

his-little-fool - this one's for Lucien Xu of MLQC 💜 (same with beelscheeseburger though, a bubble 😂)

d-plays-otome-and-vn-games - this one's for everything else, from twisted wonderland to pc otoges. It's kinda new and it's the reason why I decided to make a pinned post.

thepepperwoodchronicles - last and definitely not the least, my New Girl-themed blog. It's inactive at the moment but I'll be right back to it for sure (probably after I'm done with OP)

Kinda wish tumblr would allow us to choose which one to use when commenting and stuff. But... hope this helps! 🥰🥰

Keep reading to know more about me.

TL;DR - an introvert who loves One Piece, MCU, otoges, webtoon and manga, basketball, dogs and cats, languages, movies, and non animated tv series. Also someone who has a lot of secondary blogs. 😂

Author's Section:

Like I said above, I'm D hehe nice to meet ya!

I'm 24 and I go by she/her

Currently in college

I'm a filo living in the Philippines

English is not my first language, so if you see errors forgive me T_T I also speak Korean, a little bit. I pick up languages easily because I love learning them. But too lazy to actually study them. 😅

I sometimes write stuff and I try to draw, too (you can see some of my works on my sub blogs ^^)

I like/love a lot of stuff and a lot of characters lol namely;

On One Piece, my main man is Roronoa Zoro. I also love Shanks, Law, Pell, Katakuri, Ace, Rosinante, Smoker, (and for some reason, probably before I knew who he was) Kaku, and of course Sanji-kun and Luffy. I'd say Rayleigh and Mihawk too but not the same kind of love. I just think these two are so cool and I'd love to have them as my ojichan and otochan respectively. 😏😉 (Yes, I'd call Mihawk Otochan not jijiwe, not otosan... otochan lol)

Aside from OP, MCU is one of my other obsessions hehe but don't ask me what team I am on Civil War because you won't get a serious answer lol ✌️ I love Iron Man, though. He's my favorite Avenger. Loki is my favorite, too. And if I have to choose among the villains, I'd choose... Thanos because I hate him the most. 😅

And then there're Infinite Blue Tobias Fox, Obey Me Beel and Mammon, MLQC Lucien, Twst Leona, Jack, and Trey, TOT Vyn and Marius, Duskwood Jake, Mysme ZEN, Wannabe Challenge Biho and Yooha, Ikevamp Leonardo and Vlad (and a little bit of) Sir Arthur, Ikepri Leon and Jin, Nekopara Sage, Blooming Panic xyx, RLFC Lex and Sol, Colorful Mirai Millo, TeachersLP Edgar and Dr. Fox, Under Maintenance Theo, Love Spell Marcello, Sinsations Greed (do not judge me pls lol), and the list goes on and on and on. Lol

I also read webtoons and manga

I also watch tv series, such as New Girl, kdramas, etc.

Movies, too. Like a lot. Romcoms, action comedies, sci-fi and a little bit of Stephen King horror stuff.

I still play Left4Dead (yeah you read it right haha) and my go-to character is Zoey. Though I could never get past the freaking subway T_T (I don't want to use a walkthrough though...) Rip 💀

I love dogs and cats, despite being allergic to them lol

Taylor Swift, 5sos, and everything else.

Coffee and tea

Loves basketball, too. PBA - Ginebra Kings (Thompson and Brownlee), NBA - GSW (Klay Thompson, sometimes Curry but mostly Klay)

Anyway, this is getting too long and if I continue you might end up knowing me better than I know myself. 🤣🤣

And it's probably obvious by now, I don't have a lot of friends. 😂😂 Not just because I'm an introvert. Lol jk (serious about the introvert tho)

That's all folks! If you're still here... Wow! Thank you so much for reading this!! Stay safe, drink water everyday, take care of yourselves, and hope you're having a much better day today than yesterday! I mean that for tomorrow, as well. 💚💚💚

#pinned post #better have them and not need them than not have them and need them 🤷🏼‍♀️😜

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mrsedogawaranpo · 2 years

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An Interrupted Morning

Pairing: Xyx/Reader Word Count: 837 words

AN: Recently replayed the game again and i JUST..... Xyx is the LOVE of my life. This man fits my type so well that its painful. Not to mention the fact I recently found out he's a SCORPIO like... I knew it, I just knew it

You have an album entirely dedicated to candid pictures of Xyx.

You have a list of favorites, of course, the one you got of him shirtless (a small scar on his side from some adrenaline-fueled incident shown off), the one where Cat was comfortably curled up on his head while he slept (that one had required flash but the previous day had been so busy he was out like a light). There was even one where you’d captured him looking sort of sentimental, an easy-going smile on his face as he looked at his phone though he refused to tell you what he was looking at (you figured out it was some old messages you had exchanged as you were boarding the plane to come see him for the very first time).

You’re thinking about those pictures now because you wish there was a way to take a picture of him now, his head resting over your heart with an iron grip around your waist. Your phone was across the room, tucked into the pocket of your jacket that had been unceremoniously thrown to the ground when Xyx rushed you the moment you were home. The passion-filled kissing had left your mind blank and while last night still felt like a blur, you could remember the things he made you feel well.

You ran your fingers through his soft hair, appreciating the scent of his shampoo; sandalwood but the hint of mango and lemon really added a kick. You thought it was funny that he used something like that, you never would’ve taken him as someone who liked fruity scents, but he had brushed it off as ‘just buying whatever bottle was closest to him’. You made sure to pick up said bottle every time you went out shopping, just in case he was telling the truth about his chaotic shopping habits.

You could see the sun beginning to peek through the curtains and you wanted to groan, knowing it would soon be time to get out of bed. Xyx had to go into the office today for some important meeting, he was dreading it but he didn’t seem too worried about losing his job at least. He had a meeting with a client in the afternoon and then he’d be home again, back in his ‘happy little domestic bubble’ aka your shared home together.

The door to the room slowly opened and for a second your heart stilled, fearing that the house was truly haunted like Xyx had initially teased you about. The soft mew sets you at ease as Cat made their way inside, looking at you with big eyes as they sauntered over to the bed. You would normally sit up to greet them but your boyfriend has an especially solid grip on you this morning, not to mention you weren’t ready to leave his arms just yet either.

Cat hopped up onto the bed and quickly made their way to Xyx, stepping on his cheek accordingly as you tried to hold back a giggle. It takes a few more times of pawing at his face before Xyx began to stir, letting out an annoyed nose and raising his hand to push Cat’s paws away from him.

“Get offa me, you beggar!” Cat let out another meow and placed a paw on the hand Xyx raised to protect his face, pressing it down as if to say ‘listen to me’.

“I don’t think you’re getting out of breakfast duty anytime soon, babe.” You hadn’t stopped stroking his hair yet which he had to curse you for, you always made it so damn hard for him to get out of bed in the morning.

“Ugh…” Xyx yawned as he finally released you, the feeling of his warmth gone too soon as he sat up in bed. You noted the scratches on his back and glanced down at your fingernails, making a mental note to cut them later—

“Don’t you dare.” Xyx smirked as he looked down at you, leaning over to press a quick kiss to your forehead. “Wouldn’t have you any another way, love.”

Cat meowed again, a subtle reminder that they were still patiently waiting for their food.

“I’m going, I’m going.” Xyx stood a stretched, giving you a full view of his back muscles and he flexed them. “You’ll be here when I’m back?”

“No, I’ll be teleporting to work in about a minute. See ya.”

“What was that rule you made? No sarcasm in the bedroom before 10am?”

“You’ve already broken it more times than I can count!” You could see Xyx’s smirk even with the minimal lighting in the room, “But why does it matter?”

“I’m just sayin’, don’t think there’s a point in you puttin’ clothes on just yet. That’s all.”

“Oh… But I’m so cold without you here. So you better hurry for my sake… And to avoid Cat’s wrath.”

Xyx winked as he left the room and you settled yourself back into bed, eagerly awaiting his return.

#Xyx (Blooming Panic)#Blooming Panic #xyx blooming panic #blooming panic imagines #blooming panic x reader #xyx x reader #bloomic #bloomic x reader #blooming panic xyx #Scenario

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anxietywhitenoise · 2 years

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The Gears to my Cog Chapter 3: Pet Names and Punishments

Steampunk AU, Secret Betrothal

Noble nakedtoaster and minor noble female reader

ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/38359528

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Notes: An autosídhe is newer type of autocar built for speed. It is much smaller (driver and passenger) than enormous and slow autozephyrs used for public transit/troop transport and the showy autonotus used by the nobility.

Xyx’s butler took one look at your face and its promise for his employer and held the door open with a deep bow. His job had never been worth risking death and this was far from the first time. You nodded at him curtly as you stepped into the office. The scratch of his pen and the tick of the clock were the only breaks in the silence. Xyx was bent over papers, the pen writing down the thoughts you could see flit across his face briefly. This man is an idiot. Perhaps if we came at it from this angle. Any other day, watching his unguarded work face would be amusing, but today there was a price to pay. You noticed all of his piercings were in place, including the two under his lip, meaning he likely didn't have clients today. Good, if it finally came down to murder, no one would be looking for him for a while. The black outfit you had chosen, while practical for working in the shop where grease often was your makeup of happenstance, also nicely hid blood if you happened to need to pummel a certain lawyer. The click of your heels on the wood finally alerted Xyx to your presence. Green eyes blinked a few times as if surprised to see you, but the slow grin that spread across his smug face said otherwise.

“Now what is that look for ducks?” He asked innocently.

“What the hell is this?” You answered him with your own question. Toasty had stopped by the shop again that morning; something becoming a happy routine in the short two weeks since the ball. Your fellow mechanics nudged each other, catcalling the “charming couple”. Toasty, of course, looking the part of the absent-minded aristocrat; pink hair pulled back into a low tail, wisps of hair escaping, his cravat obviously hastily tied in a rush to see you. Grease and soot stain your coarse dark clothing. It never was worth wearing “good” clothes while you were working nor the skirts your mother tried to insist on. No, you were the commoner that the lord had fallen head over heels for when you rescued him from the iron dragon, or so the shop gossip liked to joke. Your mouth didn’t help the image. Toasty’s eyebrows all but disappeared at the very crass language that echoed through the boiler you had been working in. But in the end, he just laughed as you turned a shade of pink brighter than his hair. One more thing to love about him. With a smile, he had wiped away some of the soot outline left by the safety goggles before handing over the small yellow paper that you now slammed down on Xyx’s desk. Papers scattered with the breeze, but he made no move to gather them nor even glance down at the document.

“Why it looks like a memeolex, lovey?” He leaned forward resting elbows on the desk, chin on fists. You narrowed your eyes at the second nickname. Xyx knew how to push every single button you had and never hesitated to. But today you weren’t going to give him the satisfaction. Today you would stand strong and get answers. Or pummel him. Either was truly a win in your book.

“Brilliant. Absolutely brilliant. No wonder you’re one of the top solicitors in the city.” Despite knowing the acid did no damage, you let the sarcasm drip from your words. All it did was earn you a fake look of pity.

“Awww, sweetling, what has your knickers all in a twist?”

“Care to explain why Earl Toasty received one invitation to afternoon tea next Thursday. In your handwriting,” Memeolex was a fairly new technology for the masses, being powered by rare aether crystals. The military and alchemists always loathed having any aether technology slip out to the public, but money spoke. And neither Xyx or Toasty were lacking in it. Your father’s shops all had memolexes, only because of the distinction of being the Queen’s favored steam mechanic. Their use was rare to prolong the life of the precious crystal. Not something to be used for ludicrous invitations to tea that had not been cleared with you.

“Perhaps because I am inviting Earl Toasty to afternoon tea next Thursday?”

“Just what are you planning?” You asked, crossing your arms over your chest with a frown. Your reputation among the other nobles wasn’t much to sneeze at, especially with your preference for trousers and tools over skirts and sewing. Not to mention your very close friendship with two of the most whispered about men in the city. If the gossips actually knew even a sliver of what Xyx did, your mother would truly have a heart attack.

“Mwah?” He leaned back, hand to chest as if he’d been shot. What a drama queen, almost worse than Nightowl. You rolled your eyes. “You wound me buttercup.”

“Xyx, I swear…” Slamming your hands down on the desk, you leaned forward to be eye to eye with him. That was when you noticed. Dark circles, bloodshot eyes, the stubble; all of which were not the normal Xyx. Even his clothing, normally very dashing if he did say so himself, was rumpled and looked to have been slept in. Something was very wrong.

“Look, y/n.” You blinked rapidly at the change in his voice. This was a tone that you rarely heard, especially the older you both got. Serious, somber, real. Not the mask of a lawyer or a playboy. “You are by far the most precious thing in my life. Now you’re being married off to some man I know nothing about. Nor can I find any usable blackmail on.” His hand gently covered one of yours. There was a slight tremble in it. Sincerity and frustration? You’d known Xyx a vast majority of your life and you could count on one hand the times you’d heard those emotions from him. And both at the same time? Was the world ending? Was he really that worried about Toasty? “I just want to get a measure of the man and…” You hoped he’d stop right there; for once let this touching, vulnerable moment be. But we couldn’t have that could we? That wouldn’t be your Xyx. "And I have to see if he's man enough to handle my kitten."

“You…” That was the final straw, the one nickname you just couldn’t handle, and he knew it. All thought and reason left as you launched yourself over the desk. The chair and Xyx hit the floor with a loud thud. Your prey laid stunned beneath you as your fingers, strengthened by manual labor and many a late night tree escape, wrapped around his delicate aristocratic neck.

“Shit!” Despite the fact Xyx sat much of his day at the giant mahogany desk, he was no pampered playboy, no more than you were a weak noblewoman. This man had been your first sparring partner and despite your physical work was still somehow stronger. Surprise had given you the upper hand and he was letting you have the moment, just not actually strangle him.“You’re serious about him aren’t you, love?” Emerald green eyes held your’s, measuring the words you were about to say. The seriousness of the question surprised you, your grip loosened on his neck.

“I… I think I am.” A surge of fear warred with the spark of excitement. He grunted as you sat back on his chest mulling over the sensation. The idea of marriage had always scared you, despite the new laws, the noble households were not keen on giving their women the freedom that was due. Not even the women your age could understand your thirst for knowledge and freedom. You could count your female “acquaintance” on a single hand, your true friends numbering just three men, including the one underneath you. But Lord Toasty, he didn’t seem like the rest. His fascination with your work, and joy in your eccentricities were already evident in the short time you’d been acquainted. It wasn’t like he didn’t know all the rumors about you, some true. Nor were you deaf to the rumors about him being some sort of supernatural with the way he avoid the sunlight and noble obligations.

“Do you think he can make you happy?” Did you even know what happiness really was? Worries and anxieties always assailed you, even at moments of calm. Xyx, Nightowl, and Quest had always all gone out of their ways to try to make you happy. But that’s never what you had been looking for. To have someone who truly respected you? That no longer seemed like a pipe dream.

“I think he could be a good partner.” You felt the deep sigh in your legs as he let out the breath. What answer he’d been expecting, you couldn’t fathom.

“I’m still going to try to find something on him, but as long as you’re happy, I won’t interfere.”

“Promise?” You wrinkled your nose at him. A smile that was rarer than an aether crystal greeted your eyes. It reminded you how much of a handsome rogue your best friend was. One day, you hoped he’d find someone who could truly respect and care for the real him.

“Promise.” You softly smile back leaning over to touch foreheads just as you had as children. When Xyx promised something to you, there was nothing short of death that would make him break it. “Now as much as I like you in this position, it might give someone the wrong idea.”

“Just you.” You swatted him playfully before rolling to the side so he could rise. “Everyone else would rightly assume I’m attempting to murder you.”

“So, tea next week?” He asked, offering a hand in assistance. You gracefully accepted, knees a bit creaky from clipping the desk earlier.

“We will be there. And you all will behave.”

“If that is the punishment for misbehaving…” You raised an eyebrow, daring him to continue. For the first time today, he wisely didn’t. “We will be on our best behavior,” he said making a show of straightening his mussed vest and dusting

“Why does that scare me so much?” Despite those words, a grin crossed your face as you leaned up to kiss his cheek feeling the stubble. “Don’t forget to eat and sleep.”

“But those are so mundane,” he whined. You just shook your head at the familiar exchange. Vocally worrying about him was never allowed, but you still worried. With his father’s illness and recent death, his workload had increased exponentially. It used to be him sneaking you out the window for one of Nightowl’s late-night performances or dragging you to an illegal autosídhe race just so you could drool over the modified engines. But now you were the unannounced midnight visitor bearing copious amounts of his favorite food and drinks, covering him with a blanket when he fell asleep, pen in hand. Hopefully Toasty wouldn’t mind you continuing the watch on your best friend. Even if he did… you weren’t about to let Xyx work himself to death. It was a topic you’d have to broach after the two met.

“I’m sorry the rest of the world isn’t as exciting as you. Goodbye, Xyx.”

“Y/N.”

“Hmmm?” His heart thumped loudly as you glanced over your shoulder. Green eyes traced the softened curves of your face, so different from the anger from moments before. That dreamy look, one he had often hoped to inspire, wasn’t for him. It would never be him “I…” Always a coward. Such simple words that he could never say when you could possibly hear them. Only in the quiet of darkness and dreams. “Nevermind.” You uttered no words; just a single curious look before closing his office door behind you. You knew him so well. Don’t push, don’t pry. Just let me be. No other woman could ever understand that, nor had they ever tried. And now… the click of the lock had never sounded so final.

#fanfic #steampunk au #gear to my cog #chapter 3 #blooming panic #toasty x reader #some xyx angst for ya

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toomanycharr · 3 years

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just like last time im asking this for ALL ur charr cuz i cant pick one and ur url is irresistable, anyways - 🌳 (What is your OC’s favourite way to relax after a stressful day? Do they have a favourite book to curl up with? A hobby? Or do they have a nice bubble bath and have an early night to bed?)

I have to warn you this answer took me almost an entire day to write out, but I’m no mouse. LONG answer below! I missed out the non-RP charr, charr that have died IC, and the other races, just for my own sanity.

Apnea Spiritmaul Apnea is a Blood gal at heart, even if she is part of Iron Legion. She often spends her free time sparring with any Blood Legion she can find (and kicking their butts, usually.)

Arcturis Spiritmaw Arcturis, being half-legionnaire, doesn’t get much free time. He does enjoy taking far-too-long showers when he can, though. He will also just lay in the snow if he is in that climate.

Nerium Primalgaze (Yeah this isn’t alphabetical, I remade the alphabetical charr as her, hah.) Nerium is the type to enjoy the smaller things in life. Good ‘company’, a nice bath...

Artaios Earthshaker Earthshaker is a very, very old man. He spends his free time teaching any young charr who are interested in the ways of the Elements, or he sleeps. A lot.

Ashran Deadwar Ashran is another charr that likes to spar. He’ll fight, or go to the bane to watch the fights there.

Auva Solarbeast / Ryta Thundervex Auva likes to spend time with her mate Ryta, and the two enjoy stargazing, cloudwatching, or anything to do with the sky. Auva also likes to read to Ryta.

Barb Axefell Barb was another charr that had little time. She works, she sleeps, and that’s about it.

Caye Bearbreaker Copious amounts of ale. End answer.

Corax Lunarcaller/ Xyx Blacklunar Corax likes to spend time with his ravens and also loves to read.

Cur Blitzpillager Cur likes to go very, very fast on her bike. No destination needed.

Eris Spiritheart Eris, much like her brother and co-legionnaire Arcturis, doesn’t get a lot of time. She used to spend all her free time with her mate, Vanessa, but since Vanessa died she’s mostly just been... Lost. She often just sits, staring into any bodies of water nearby.

Erro Sharkbone Erro is the type that sleeps with one eye open, so she doesn’t really let herself have any downtime. She’s either working or being too paranoid to do anything but watch her back.

Freki The Vile Lionguards and ‘free time’ don’t really mix. When she does find a few quiet minutes, Freki does quite enjoy fishing.

Gacrux Lifebringer Gacrux is an avid reader, from leaflets she finds on her adventures, to books she may happen across. It’s debatable if she can actually READ, but she sure likes to look at words.

Geier Hearthhew When Geier isn’t annoying the Adamant Guard, making unnecessary hassle for Warband charr, or stealing metal from the Citadel to pawn off to whoever may buy it, he likes to go grawl-watching.

Grus Lunarspark Grus enjoys tinkering with his guns and gyros. Whilst in Drizzlewood, he picked up the enjoyment of fishing out of the need for something substantial to eat.

Hadar Tumultcleave Hadar enjoys learning new spells. With the arrival of new-flame into the legions, he’s learning a lot more that he didn’t have a chance to before!

Invidere Envyheart Invidere is a bit of a writer and will spend a few hours before sleep time writing if possible.

Purtia the Brazen Purtia enjoys drinking whiskey, fighting Bloods, and taking trips out to the lakes to swim.

Kai Bossfang Another fighty charr. How original!

King Tyant King is currently in the Stockades. So, uh. Yeah. Not much he CAN do. He does enjoy singing, much to the jailer’s displeasure.

Malice Wrathwalker Before he was a centurion, Malice would enjoy drinking with his warband, or going out for long ‘patrols.’ He has no time for that now, though.

Malin Lunarstone / Malin the Pallid Malin has recently been trying to draw- which has been a hassle, as she’s more recently lost her writing hand. Doesn’t stop her. In the past, she would do alchemy as a hobby. She also brews and drinks a lot of tea.

Murren Rubblecroon While Murren is a singer, he’s a terrible lyricist. But... His hobby is writing some of the worst, non-sensical lyrics ever derived from a charr.

Nenqe the Shield Nenqe makes guitars as a hobby! She also enjoys eating.

Rallus Weldcog Rallus enjoys tinkering with his mechanical devourerer and drinking beer.

Rouzl Crypticfury I guess you could say Rouzl is a... story crafter. Because he likes to make up bullshit stories that never actually happened to make him look like a hero.

Rrul Rivecleave Rrul enjoys a good whiskey, watching the Bane, and more recently spending time with his ‘mate’ (as much as he won’t admit she is,) Sargas.

Sargas Broadcinder Sargas, being an ambassador of Greetsglory, has to keep herself as well-presented as possible at all times. She’d love to drink and fight, but she cannot.

Seamstress Kombucha Kombucha likes to bake (terribly) in her spare time. It’s a shame her talent is all specced into tailoring, as she makes a lot of food waste.

Sergi Serpentfang A charr well past her retirement and too stubborn to become a praetor, Sergi enjoyed complaining about how it used to be before the treaty, complaining about her useless cubs, and complaining about.... Well, anything else. BUT NOW SHE’S A FROSTY SO.

Skurr Arsonfume Skurr is another pain in the Adamant's tail. He enjoys stealing, outrunning those he just stole from and making New Flame legion look bad, apparently.

Speldan Cinderquell Speldan likes to visit Nolan to help with the devourerers. Recently, she’s taken a mild interest in magic thanks to her Legionnaire.

Syn Thunderstalker Being a stinky no-friend flame-licker (And also some really bad crap I’d rather not talk about, but... Old flame. I’m sure you can imagine.)

Tamika Dustshot Tamika likes to volunteer at the orphanage, hoping to change the children’s opinions on charr. She also raises tiger babies!

Temac Gemstrike Another charr that likes to steal, but she doesn’t do it to cause problems like the last two. She’s actually GOOD at it.

The Truest One Poor boy gets no free time. The reason why is a spoiler for my RP storyline, but he’s usually asleep...

Valun Nettlefall Valun is a hobbyist entomologist! He’s a sniper and will hide out within the wilderness for days on end- he’s taken a liking to identifying and documenting bugs whilst he’s out there.

Vega Brinegut Vega enjoys birdwatching! Not a very pirate-y activity for sure, but when you’re on the seas, seeing a bird is a sign of land coming soon.

Veta Wraithvine Veta is still very much in training and dedicates most of her time to that. She does enjoy soaking in rivers when she can, though.

Vopros Redtail Having recently joined the legions, Vopros doesn’t entirely know what to do with his new ‘freedom’. He likes to try a bit of everything.

Wurzel Cidersnout Wurzel enjoys boardgames! He plays with his sire, Xeryl, and his brother, Wassail.

Xeryl Scrapzap Xeryl doesn’t like board games as much as his cub. He plays them because he’s a good dad, but would rather be doing anything else... Like sleeping.

Xyx Blackrune Xyx is an adventurer and likes to go to new, interesting places. She also enjoys cooking!

Yeens Yeens likes to sew, even though she’s terrible at it. She tried to do repairs to her ship’s sails, but the first mate always redoes it after she botches it.

Zyre Endstrider Zyre is a bit of a poet, writing edgy and depressing prose over a bottle of whiskey.

Aries Mistwalker Another charr that doesn’t have much time. She’s a mist commander, and when she’s not sleeping, she’s leading the war.

Auxantious Auxantious (Aka. The Ghost of Godslost) is usually looking for anyone that may need his help, or making potions in his mist-shrouded tent.

Boor Keenjaw A huge glutton, Boor enjoys challenging others to eating contests. He always wins.

Breve Blackeye Breve is an alcoholic. He drinks, a lot. He’s never really in the right mind for hobbies beside that.

Ceres Siezescrap Ceres sometimes swings by the ranches when she needs some time out, sampling their wares and helping tend to the cows.

Congou Drakesdame Congou is always on the move, but when she does settle, she likes to curl up with her drakes and read.

Falk Blazebane As much as Blood has tried to ‘brainwash’ the young charr, Falk is still very much a free mind. He enjoys drawing, and has recently taken up cartography!

Firstmate Razormaw Razormaw likes to grow plants on the ship! They near-always die, but it doesn’t dissuade her. She likes to sing to them.

Galao Blackcandle Galao is usually always cooking. He does enjoy fishing, too, but he gets little time to.

Gannet Aegisjaw Gannet likes to challenge Boor to eating contests. He never wins, but they both have a good time.

Gnarl Shattersiege Gnarl loves to cook! And eat. He’s often found at the grills, making far too much meat and sharing it out with anyone who might be nearby.

Kallisti Smokehunt Kallisti enjoys swimming, and is often seen at a lake. She enjoys seeing how long she can hold her breath underwater (She’s pretty good at it!)

Mayall Stargazer Despite her name and job as an astrologist, Mayall turns to the ground for her hobbies. She enjoys studying plants and mushrooms!

Mehl Kilnsunder Mehl is another charr who isn’t sure what to do with her new freedom. She really enjoys spending time with the other Whispers agents, one of them is currently teaching her how to read. She likes that.

Mitho Deathgrip Another charr that’s always spoiling for a fight, Mitho is usually found getting in trouble by challenging charr double her size.

Parus Direblight Parus likes to talk to the patrons of the bar he works in, and get to know them all. He may or may not take some back to his room. Damn mousepouncers.

Polaris Anvilstone Polaris is a hobbyist brewer! It’s become a little more serious recently. They make all sorts of beers!

Rau Bitterbark Rau spends all his free time doing fahrar refresher courses for charr who seem to have forgotten their training. This is his way of relaxing..?

Rauch Slypoison Rauch likes to try new drinks and foods. She often hangs out in Divinity’s Reach, testing cocktails for a human barkeep there.

Rook Foulflare Rook is another Entomologist! He raises the bugs, though.

Skar Battlebeat Skar... Attempts to write songs. He's the drummer of his band for a reason, though- He cannot sing, or write. Rumor is he just does it to try to impess the lead singer...

Skellur Boomtooth Skellur likes to do anything that makes a big noise. He often hangs at the cannons near the trading post, chatting to the workers when they’re not shooting at ghosts,

Spinel Blackcarve Much like her name suggests, Spinel enjoys carving statues and toys for the cubs out of chunks of wood.

Tabus Anvilshift Tabus enjoys reading, watching leylines,and being a bastard.

Teuen Venomwolf Teuen enjoys listening to music, and reading. He doesn't like metal.

Tiburtius Rendsight This charr never relaxes. Even if she could, she wouldn't.

Tuocha Blacksnow Tuocha will go to any snowy climate and just lay in the snow. If he can't do that, he'll complain how hot it is, constantly.

Volca Slashthroat Volca is a vile creature who wouldn't know 'fun' or 'relaxation' if it hit her in the face. The closest she gets is just killing indiscrimanately.

Vorrar Vorrar is another cook, who often tried to make food out of things that do not belong in food. It never tastes good, and is hardly even edible half the time.

Vurmbait the Feral Vurm doesn't eally have any hobbies besides trying to plot the downfall of the charr legions and the Olmakhan, and training herself to have a chance at doing that.

Xyx Blackbriar No, this isn't the same Xyx, there's just multiples! Xyx enjoys just being in nature, gathering moa feathers, and looking at plants. He's clueless about plants, but he likes them.

Yaxa Oozemaw Yaxa likes to watch, and star in, sometimes, plays! She doesn't get to watch them often, but as soon as she's not on duty with Maw, she's looking for where to enjoy a good (or absolutely terrible) play.

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