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coxinhadoce47-art · 8 months
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Ghaterieu's polycule relationship chart + family tree. It's a lot sfdjsbjdfbjdsf
I know I could have done this in less images but like, I wanted to make it easy to see. And also there's no way I could format this in the usual family tree way. Dude had a lot of kids with a lot of people.
There's a lot of characters I haven't even introduced yet, but that have existed for a while (like, since 2020) and some are brand new, and it was a fun opportunity to color them fully, even if just their heads
And there's also other characters Ghaterieu and Ariest have been in relationships with but that would cluster this stuff even more so I just put the family stuff + the polycule chart
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unavernales · 10 months
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"you can put your things wherever you'd like," paion offers with a gesture around the room. "you and haru can sleep in here at the end of the night. i'll take the guest bedroom." although the doctor's offer seems gentlemanly, it's quite... self indulgent. no doubt he'd have his hand down his pants all night thinking about what the two of them were up to. maybe this was a bad idea.
when haru suggested a sleepover with her "two favorite people" paion didn't think it through properly. all he wanted was to make haru happy, and now he just feels awkward. and a little creepy. farrah just stands in the doorway smacking her gum before setting down her overnight bag with a shrug.
"sounds good to me~! hey babe!" she's falling onto the bed beside haru to get a kiss or five. paion has to look away, feeling like a voyeur, especially with farrah wearing her satin nightie and haru wearing nothing but paion's oversized shirt. jeez. he and haru had taken a very satisfying shower and were cuddling before farrah arrived. maybe they should have gone a second round, because paion feels tense.
"if you want anything to eat or drink, just let me know." should he sit down? he decides to leave his bedroom door open. "haru, you said you had something planned, right?" not that he wants to interrupt their... greetings. @mournus
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fourteenth-seat · 6 months
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the seat of azem is less of an honor or promotion for paion as it is a way for amaurot and its government to maintain a semblance of keeping paion in check and monitoring him, as well as trying to put him in a situation where they're more confident that he'll use his powers for good. given paion's history of having accidentally created massive, powerful creatures that were similar to terminus beasts in nature (that venat and other members of the convocation at the time had to team up in order to take down) as a child + soulsinging not being very well understood or studied outside of aeolia, his powers can be inadvertantly destructive and he's very mercurial and kind of unstable at best, so you wouldn't necessarily think that he'd be the #1 candidate for any seat on the convocation, (aside from maybe altima due to his singing.) like instead of paion fucking off into the wild and doing whatever he wants, they give him a government job for the sake of having more of an excuse to monitor and control his actions.
i wonder if laha.brea specifically had mixed feelings; i feel like he might've been one of the first to speak against the notion bc as paion's adoptive father, he's seen first hand the kind of accidental mass destruction paion is capable of, though he might've also been proud to see his foundling elevated to such a status.
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elysiumxii · 1 year
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starter for @unavernales ft romeo, alena & the gang
"So er... how much you bench press? Like... 250lb?" Beomsoo asks as he leans against the kitchen counter, his eyes unintentionally raking over the impressive physique of the lampad currently chilling in his home, drinking his beer. A little to his right Hyacinth bounces gleefully in his baby jumper - like a bungee spring boinging him up and down on chubby little legs from the doorframe. His tiny fists and fat little arms waving as he dribbles down his chin and blows bubbles from his nose.
Beomsoo's current issue was with his son's uncle - he knew that Alena had a tribe of familial reletives from the underworld, but he didn't expect to have them turn up and be granted their spare bedroom for a few weeks. Romeo was shorter than him, so at least he had that going for him... but the cut definition of his abs under that sheer, silky top? What, was he out there doing crunches in his room before putting it on, just to increase the definition?! The guy was cut!
With his eyes trailing down the nymph's chiselled obliques, he absentmindedly runs a hand down his own stomach, beer bottle in the other, as he imagines himself getting fat. Alena was feeding him too much! He should hit the gym... He still had impressive bulk to his 6ft8 frame, but Romeo almost looked as if his muscles had muscles.
"About a 280 on a normal session" the nymph replies with a nod, lifting his own beer bottle to take a swig. They were waiting for the other two, his sibling and their best friend, to be ready, before their night out begins!
Since when were nymphs hench anyway?! From what Beomsoo had seen, and those he met through Alena, they were always lovely wispy creatures. Lithe and petite. His Alena was a real catch, with that pear shaped body, juicy hips and a smackable ass, now he's learning they come in Ken Doll too?! "Mnn... right, yeah-" he grumbles with a nod, eyes shifting from the strain of Romeo's shirt over his bicep, down to his own arm and tries to puff it out a little.
The two men were running out of things to talk about...
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mournus · 1 year
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"purple is a pretty color. i wear a lot of grey and black, but i think yellow's my favorite." and he can't help but think that haru would look rather cute in yellow. bright just like her.
"i--" shit. would it be bad to tell them after the fact that he's been a doctor this whole time? well, he wasn't trying to treat or diagnose him-- he just wanted to help! "i'm a doctor, actually. for children with cancer. i help them manage symptoms and try my best to get them into remission. i work at a hospital, so i don't really have my own office like most doctors. i also help with nonhumans. like the members of the crew if they have any concerns about their health. so if you ever need any help with stuff like that, you can ask me."
"Purple and yellow look pretty together." Said with... no particular... motivation... just a casual observation... no big deal...
A doctor? Panic set in. Eyes widened - but only for a second. Oh. One who helps children with cancer. That's a good doctor, not like the bad ones who had hurt Haru.
"Wow Paion is so smart and kind!!" Did he have any health concerns? He quickly tried to think of one as an excuse to keep Paion there for longer. Uh... Quick!! "Haru's ankle hurts." She lied, lifting her leg and putting it across Paion's lap. "What can Paion do?"
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salveticn · 2 years
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@fourteenth-seat​ || x
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by the way those eyes pierced him , themis quickly understood his friend’s livid emotions but did not quite understand why . did he by any chance express himself wrongly ? and yet , he could recall his words uttered a few seconds ago , carrying along a heartfelt compliment . perhaps there was more to it that he didn’t know ...
“ did i say something i shouldn’t have ? ”   the youth retreated , holding himself still and motionless by the doorway , mismatched hues perplexedly looking at the giant before him .   “ i simply heard you sing from the hallway , and thought it fitting to compliment such a melody . if you’re concerned over its content , then you may rest your soul , for i wasn’t able to grasp a single word . these doors and these walls are rather thick ... ”
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phylarch · 1 year
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"You are the last gasp of a dying age. You breathe the stale air of false hope. How little you understand!"   is such a raw ass line from mankar camoran, and i totally see elidibus or emet-selch saying something like this to abbas btw
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rankaroid · 2 years
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azem orange
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geekpopnews · 5 months
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Conheça Aliel Paione, autor de Sol e Solidão em Copacabana
Conheça mais da literatura nacional através das entrevistas e resenhas aqui do portal. E hoje temos uma entrevista bem completa com o autor Aliel Paione. Vem conferir!
Aliel Paione é engenheiro e Mestre em Ciências e Técnicas Nucleares pela Universidade Federal de Minas Gerais (UFMG), onde lecionou. Trabalhou com salvaguardas nucleares na estatal Nuclebrás, no Rio de Janeiro (RJ), e foi professor de Física na Pontifícia Universidade Católica de Minas Gerais (PUC Minas). É autor de “Sol e Sonhos em Copacabana” e “Sol e Sombras”. A pedido do consulado dos Estados…
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coxinhadoce47-art · 8 months
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More Paion :]
She loves her cousins' babies
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unavernales · 3 months
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—superbowl sunday means paion, serghei, and honey are unable to be reached. those suckers are glued to their televisions
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fourteenth-seat · 1 year
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elysiumxii · 1 year
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[ 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 ] ― sender gives receiver flowers [ paion of course gifts elias flowers! he's terribly old school ]
🌙  *  ―     𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐒 - elias & paion
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"You know, it's complete bullshit that Romeo gets a guy so quick. He's only been top side for what? A month?" With a scoff, Elias looks down at the plastic whale bath toy in his hand as he sits against the edge of the bath. Speaking, of course, to the mother happily playing 4 armed demon splash time with the toddler in the tub. Hyacinth is beyond pleased to have his two favourite people (daddy not included) together for his bath time, even if it was earlier than usual, due to an incident with a juice carton. One rather over eager fist and he'd covered himself, his high chair and most of the kitchen in cranberry.
"What is it with you lampads anyway? You got gorilla grip pussies? You're just holding on to all the men until they give up the fight?" He huffs, dropping the bath toy back into the bath before catching Alena's unimpressed look. "What? He's a baby, he doesn't understand you or his uncle being complete hoes-" he'd started serious but even before the end of the sentence he was grinning with his tease.
"Isn't that right, Hyacinth baby?" He coos, turning to kneel down by the bath and pinch the teething-red cheek of the little tot softly, gaining happy squeals because of his tone of voice. "It's amazing you got here at all! Your mamma didn't just take it in the ass at least once! -and we got you as a blessing" his voice remains high pitched and playful, even whilst he's teasing Alena something rotten. Of course as the best friend, he knows everything.
Lightly nudging the nymph with his shoulder, the familiar laughs as he looks over at them. "I'm just a bitter old bunny bitch-" he hums, flashing Alena a toothy grin, teasing himself to make up for it. In truth Elias could be very jealous of the sweet, if not strangely dysfunctional family, because he himself seemed to have a romantic life that he could barely get off the ground. Of course it was his total love and devotion to all of them that stopped that from happening. Alena, or maybe it was Hyacinth, were as close as he came to a bonded companion right now, and the closeness with them both sustained him.
Resting his chin on his folded arms, Elias watches Hyacinth splash happily. Knowing that hair washing comes next and he was not a fan. Thinking over his own situation he sighs softly. Sure he had his flirtation with a certain Doctor, that was fun. He was both stimulating to look at and stimulating to talk to... but along with that came his incredibly busy schedule and though the late night texting had gotten a little steamy more than once, it was hard enough to try and fit in with his schedule to, well, fit him in!
A knock at the door has Elias' head lifting and seeing as Alena was already up to the elbows in bubbly water (and Hyacinth still wasn't great at not peeing in the bath) he quickly waves a hand and stands up. "I'll get it" he excuses himself and stands, smiling as he pulls the bathroom door closed after him and cuts off the happy, gurgling bathroom sounds. What greets him when he answers the door, Elias was not expecting. A beautiful bouquet of flowers. White roses nestled in with pink carnations and gypsophila all with a lush, dark green background of eucalyptus - even better was behind it, Paion's ridiculously handsome, smiling face.
"The doctor is making house calls-" he breaths through a steadily widening smile as he steps back to let him in, more than a little surprised to see him (and when do men make an effort to actually genuinely offer a surprise? Never). His eyes lower to the flowers again, feeling a light tinge to his cheeks as they were so lovely and just his colour scheme. He should call out to Alena, the nymph would definitely enjoy seeing everyone's favourite doctor and little Hyacinth loved Paion, but as he looks back at him, so close he can actually touch... Elias feels like being a little selfish.
Without a word, offering only a playful "shh" Elias lets his fingers wind around Paion's tie and starts to lead him backwards towards his own bedroom, as his eyes twinkle mischievously. He'd waited long enough to get his hands properly on this man.. and he bought him flowers!
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mournus · 1 year
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"very fitting," paion agrees easily with a nod. "a sweet spring day." amai was a lovely name, he has to admit. cultural influences is a note he mentally tucks into the pages of his brain. the couches are welcomed, and paion makes themself comfortable by taking off their cardigan and rolling their shoulders before sinking back into the cushions across from the captain and the vampire.
"so you like to listen to japanese and korean music?" he nods to the karaoke machine in the corner. "do you sing it as well?" he looks to nachim. "i bet she gets a noise complaint or two." all in good fun, of course.
Although unable to blush, Haru's little laugh and smiling eyes give away how they feel. "Haru likes Paion." To which Nachim teasingly rolled his eyes.
"Don't like him more than me."
The vampire perked up at the mention of music. "Yeah! Haru loves K-pop and the vocaloids sing in Japanese! Haru likes all kinds of music though, and singing and dancing. They learn the choreography all the time!"
"She's a good performer. But uh... soundproof walls are the key here." Hah.
"What kind of music does Paion like? Does Paion like karaoke too?"
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atdutiesend · 2 years
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𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐎𝐍 scoops up his little rabbit-eared shard, suddenly but gently. He turns his great aureate head toward the other thereafter, listening with such profound intensity that one might think he was attempting to descry the sound of a pin dropping a hundred malms away.
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{ @fourteenth-seat | Big Ancient, Smol Shard }
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Grim squeaked in surprise at being scooped, ears perking straight up as he looked curiously at Paion. He almost spoke, but the way the ancient tilted his head, like he was listening to something...
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He closed his eyes, letting his breathing calm so he wouldn't distract Paion, and realized as he did-- oh, his shielding was up again. The crystalline structure had protected his soul against the drain of aether on the Ninth, and he'd kept it up constantly for a decade. Here and now, on the Source, it was ironically a cause for concern; his aether pulling down from the Umbral but not cycling back up through the Astral. It made him feel vulnerable, but over-concentrating his aether would do him no favors-- and so carefully, cautiously, he pulled the shielding down, facet by facet, and minded his breathing until his aether was flowing how it should again.
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