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disciple-of-frost · 2 years
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Just did a PF for Innocence EX cuz I don't have any of the gwibbers. And one of the people in the party, after like 4 runs dipped after they were the one to get the horn. And I know it doesn't take that long to do anymore, but common courtesy and etiquette are still a thing.
And then, AND then me and my friend decide fine we'll see if any other groups are doing Dragon runs so we hop into a Titania farm. 2. Two runs with no horn and so they disbanded without saying anything. What is wrong with people tonight?
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orionsangel86 · 9 months
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If we are going purely by the comics, who would you ship with Morpheus? This is comic!Dream only and only other comic characters with him. What are your top choices?
Lucifer? Pharamond? Titania? Lady Bast? Nuala? Or are you die-hard Dreamling or Corinthius shippers to the end?
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darthstitch · 1 year
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FERDIE!!!
Look, Hob Gadling is a member of your local RenFaire/Medieval Reenactor Group and is just as well known for his rants about Hollywood History vs The Real Thing as he is about Shakespeare.
The costume geeks in his group absolutely LOVE dressing him up because he "carries all these clothes so well, like he's lived in them."
The fact that he's caused Dream.exe to crash is a bonus. The fun part is that he hasn't realized he's doing this. Yet.
He'll figure it out eventually.
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verysmallcyborg · 8 months
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revisited a glam from 2 months ago 'cause i'm still very fond of the colors 🦋💙💜
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transboykirito · 8 months
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okay so let’s say a particular bisexual was cursed with the audacity to believe they have anywhere near this level of coordination
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uglypastels · 2 years
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did yall know i was in she-hulk apparently? me neither
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dmclemblems · 1 year
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reminder that shinon is one of the best non-main characters to come out of this franchise and that most side characters don’t get a full story of character development within even one game, let alone character growth throughout two games in a linear progression. 😌 
#by which I mean he has a beginning middle and end for his characterization#he has a full story of growth that begins in PoR and ends at the end of RD#so his character progresses right along with the story from Tellius' entire story's start to finish#stuff like that usually only happens to the central characters who are involved in the plot#and like you don't have like to shinon or be a fan of his character to be able to admit that#he's one of the best characters development wise in the franchise bc not many side characters#get to have a fully fleshed out characterization or story even with their supports considered#in fact most of them ONLY have supports to rely on but he has supports base conversations and time in the plot#tbh I'd actually have to say he has more growth than a lot of the plot centric characters bc like for example#Ranulf is a fantastic character and one of my absolute favorites but he has like NO growth whatsoever between two games#he's one of the most static characters in the franchise itself#he's one of my favorites in the whole franchise too. there's nothing I don't like about him!#HE'S MY BLUE KITTY FFS. watching u bk back off fr#but he has like no growth and he's the same person beginning of PoR to end of RD#I can't look at a man who throws around the word sub-human freely and discriminately as the same man#who respectfully uses the term laguz to laguz kings and treats them like respected allies#I can't see him as the same person from beginning to end of the Tellius story bc he's NOT the same person#static characterization isn't always bad (see: Ranulf) but the character has to be at a certain point in their behavior#to be seen as a fully grown character prior to the story (ex. Titania also has little to no growth bc her story is prior to PoR's start)#then you have static like... Gatrie. that's not exactly bad static but it's not good either#he's the same person from start to finish of the whole timeline and has zero depth#Ranulf on the other hand does have depth but he doesn't grow from the point you meet him at#Shinon has depth and growth and his growth doesn't just stop dead in its tracks. it keeps going for the whole length of the story#which mind you like people irl always continue to grow for their whole lives and that's their whole story#your growth doesn't just stop halfway into your life. the people we are will always change and fluctuate#a lot of characters don't have that and I think with FE having such large casts that we come to expect that#which is in part what makes Shinon's whole story as good as it is. we expect growth to stop before the story ends#but his story starts and ends with PoR and RD respectively which not many characters get to have#i will stan him forever and he will always be my blorbo my little blorbo
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ambalambs · 1 year
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Alas I continue to stare at the bluefeather lynx with great longing
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tanking shinryu ex w just my summoner friend aka how many times can I tell ***** I’m gonna kick his ass as I die
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terendelev · 2 years
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Had the same trouble with hades ex (it was also the first time I tried real harder content) and I suggest you to watch videos of this fight unsync (and also ofc party finder unsync!) Theres a tutorial by moonshadow fantasy and it made me so much less stressed to tank this fight!! It's incredibly fun and with unsync u can skip a lot of mechanics so if you're good with normal hades and also understand like specifically the mechanics they talk about in that video you got this!! I used to not trust ppl saying you almost can yolo hades ex these days and it's not entirely truth but hey I didn't die on my first run trying so that must be something lmao !! Can't wait for our wols to have matching gear heheh which one are u aiming for? I got really lucky dropping odune and then the mount like few days later, even after trying more stuff, it's still my fave ex so I hope u have fun too <3
I have a good habit of watching videos about every dungeon/trial/raid mechanics before I go and when I watched Hades EX video I was like 'wait why Nabriales is here what is Lahabrea doing in this trial?' fhkfdlfld. It looks really tiresome compared to the normal version. I respect you for tanking this fight because I will simply go there as RDM and lean on my Vercure if needed.
I don't have anyone to join me rn until data center travel so I think I can't go unsynced but I am willing to give it a try. Normal version was really fun why not try EX?
Odune is the GNB one, isn't it? I am also leveling GNB and it would look so good on my wol. I desperately want DRK and AST weapons they look soo pretty. From what I have read I understand that they can drop from a chest, you can exchange Hades totems for one or simply you can get the material and craft by yourself.
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mothpile · 2 years
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i take pride and joy being world’s worst dancer ever in ffxiv
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e11n · 1 year
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fate: i have a partner, actually. exe: that'sso great im so happy for you! exe: [turns around]I hope they die fate: man come on
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pangolinheart · 1 year
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# of Titania EX clears: 47 # of Dancing Wings obtained: 0 Hate it here.
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7-wonders · 11 months
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reader has a strong personality, but sometimes she feels unsure of herself, her personality, her looks. in one of these days, feeling her bad mood, Dream reassures her, telling how much he admires and loves her, the way she's beautiful in every way, etc.
Jealousy, Jealousy
Morpheus/Dream of the Endless x GN!Reader
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It started with Calliope.
To be clear, you absolutely supported Morpheus both coming to his ex-wife's aid and reconciling with her after their disastrous end (though the details were vague, you knew it had something to do with the son they shared, the one that Morpheus still couldn't bring himself to talk about). What had happened to Calliope at the hands of mortal men was absolutely horrific. If you had it your way, you'd hunt them both down and serve up a bit of vigilante justice. Morpheus forbade you from doing so, on the grounds that he had also been told no when wanting to do the exact same thing.
When Morpheus finally decided that it was time for the two to actually talk, you had met the Muse on your way out of the Dreaming to give them some space. After spending maybe three minutes with her, it was easy to reach the conclusion: Calliope is wonderful.
Not only is she stunning on the outside, but she has a kindness within that refused to be stamped out by her captors. She's so nice that, coming from anybody else, it would seem insincere. On Calliope, though, it's effortlessly natural. She seems like she's actually interested in talking to you, and not just playing nice because of societal conventions and you being Morpheus's current lover.
You trust Morpheus implicitly, but, considering how easy it was to see how Morpheus could have fallen head over heels in love with Calliope, you felt just a tinge of reluctance at leaving the two to resolve their issues. It was okay to be a little jealous, you reasoned with yourself; after all, everyone has that one ex that seems like "the one that got away." You're okay, and secure in who you are and your relationship.
Until Queen Titania came waltzing into the Dreaming.
The entire realm was in a tizzy over the sudden request from the Court of Faerie to send a delegation so that matters "concerning the two respective realms" could be discussed. According to Merv, Titania was going to again extend an offer of marriage to Morpheus. While this was quite the shock to you, a sympathetic Lucienne explained the regularity of such a proposal when you hid out in the library to escape all the excitement of the impending visit.
"Isn't she married, though?" you asked, shoving a dreamer's book harshly into its appointed spot. If you were going to be taking up space, you had figured that the least you could do was help out with some shelving.
"Queen Titania and King Oberon have...what you would call an open relationship, I suppose," Lucienne said. "If anything, their relationship is never as strong as it is when both parties have paramours to entertain them."
"Hm." The laws and customs of other realms were something you had yet to get used to, and you assumed that it would remain that way. "But why is she so fixated on Morpheus? I mean, obviously he's insanely powerful, but surely there's other eligible rulers?"
Lucienne's lips quirked at your subtle dig towards Titania. "There are, but she has never truly been capable of moving past the dalliance that she and His Lordship had."
"A 'dalliance?" Your voice came out high-pitched, the shock of what you learned making you forget how to talk.
When it was merely lighthearted gossip, Merv had shown you a portrait of the Faerie queen in a book detailing the various realms and those that rule them. She had blue-tinged skin and flowing black hair, and though her features were incredibly dainty, there was a strength carried in her regal posture that screamed that she was not to be trifled with. Though she looked nothing like Calliope, she was just as beautiful. Now, you hated that stupid picture, because she was probably twice as pretty when face-to-face with her.
Lucienne realized the error of what she said only after you reacted, and suddenly found herself interested in checking off something on the parchment she was holding.
"It really was nothing more than just that: a simple dalliance," she attempted to reassure. "They only carried on with the affair for a couple of decades, if that."
"Is that supposed to make me feel better? I'm only a couple of decades old!" Breathing through the panic that had risen in your throat, you held your hands out in a placating gesture (who you were placating besides yourself, you're not sure) and nodded. "Okay. Okay! So, who ended things between them?"
"Lord Morpheus. He was entirely unimpressed with Queen Titania, and he remains so. Honestly, I believe that the only reason he agreed to the fling in the first place was because of boredom." Lucienne took your hands in hers. "You have nothing to worry about, I promise."
"I know!" You hoped that she couldn't tell how blatantly you were lying. "Um, I think I'm waking up. I'll see you after the Faerie delegation visit."
Since fae were masters of deception on their best days, and you were painfully human, it was safer for you not to be in the Dreaming proper during their stay. Thus, the next time you went to bed and each subsequent night until the delegation left, you would be back in your own dreamscape like every other normal dreamer. Probably for the best, considering how you were currently feeling.
When Lucienne let go of your hands, you used your handy dandy skill of being conscious of your dreaming to wake yourself up. Back in your bedroom, you laid against the mattress and stared up at the ceiling, feeling as the green monster of jealousy began to eat at you.
Honestly, how could you not be jealous? You had just found out that your boyfriend—who, by the way, is an all-powerful, eldritch ruler of dreams and nightmares—has had relationships with a literal goddess and the queen of Faerie. And those are only the two that you knew about! Considering said boyfriend is also probably billions of years old, you weren't sure that you want to know about the others.
If they're anything like Calliope and Titania, then they're surely perfect beings of unfathomable legend. You could see them now, the long line of gorgeous hearts left broken by Morpheus. All of them well-suited to be the partner of the Dreamlord, yet none of them able to pass his test.
That did not bode well for you, neither perfect nor of unfathomable legend, neither ethereal nor regal. You're simply you: loud and outspoken and a little bit clumsy and painfully, utterly human. Normally, such a thing wouldn't bother you. If anybody had an issue with you, then that was their problem, not yours. But what happens when you have an issue with yourself?
You've never deluded yourself into thinking that you were equal to Morpheus in any way. In your relationship, yes, you're on equal ground with him. As just the two of you? You're leagues below him, which, again, has historically not bothered you. It was just a fact of life, until you encountered one ex and heard all of the buzz surrounding another and learned that there are others who would very much be equal to Morpheus.
The jealousy and inadequacy that you're feeling creates a burning pit in your chest that threatens to swallow you up. You needed to do something in an attempt to try and take your mind off of the invasive, all-consuming thoughts, which is how you find yourself sitting on a large blanket spread out underneath a tree in the park and angrily biting into grapes so that Matthew—keeping you company since he was banned from the Faerie visit on account of his cheeky insubordination and how that may look to guests—can eat the other half. Unfortunately, Matthew's doing more avoiding being hit by the grapes of your wrath than actually eating said grapes.
After the fourth grape you've tossed at him with far more force than necessary, Matthew squawks indignantly and puffs out his chest. "Jeez, you don't have to throw them at me!"
"Sorry," you mutter.
"It's okay. I mean, I like grapes just as much as the next guy, but dodging them does not make for a fun eating experience."
You don't laugh, not even a pity laugh if you didn't find it funny, so it shouldn't be a surprise that Matthew hops onto your lap and looks up at you. If anybody can tell that you're not a hundred percent, it's Matthew, whose emotional intelligence is far more keen than one would expect.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Matthew asks.
You shrug. "Just...thinking."
"About what?"
There's no point in lying, especially to Matthew. "About how cool and pretty my boyfriend's exes are."
"Oh no, Killala?"
You look at him in bewilderment, not expecting to hear a name that's not at all the two that you've been stewing over. "Who the fuck is Killala?"
"Nobody, don't worry about that," he hurries to cover his tracks. "You were obviously talking about..."
"Calliope and Titania." You throw a little bit more venom into the latter's name, but in your opinion, it's deserved. She really needs to learn how to take 'no' for an answer.
Matthew shakes his head and affectionately nips the bottom of your shirt. Despite your foul mood, you appreciate the gesture. "Aw, there's nothing to worry about with either of them!"
"Really? I shouldn't be worried about the goddess and the fae queen?" The sarcasm comes out pretty thickly, and you close your eyes and breathe through your nose to try and tamp down the flames of anger licking at your tongue.
"Calliope and Dream have so much baggage between them. Seriously, I'm not going to get into it, because it's not my place to do so, but trust me when I say that their relationship completely ran its course. And Titania? Dream can't stand her!"
"Yeah, but what if one day he and Calliope decide to put the baggage aside and try again? Or what if Titania's proposal makes sense for the realm?"
"That would never happen. They're his exes for a reason."
You sigh and scritch at Matthew's little head. "His exes are goddesses and fae and queens and who knows what other ethereal type of classification! And I'm just me."
"And 'just you' are quite remarkable." You don't have to turn around to see who's speaking, because their voice is as familiar to you as your own.
"Morpheus," you greet, choosing to focus your attention on Matthew. "Finish your business with Faerie?"
"Yes. It went about as expected, which is to say, it was a train wreck."
You can't help the smile that twitches your lips upwards at the use of such casual slang. Morpheus takes a seat next to you on the blanket, but you still refuse to look at him in a stubborn attempt to hold onto what little pride you have left after spilling your heart and being overheard by the very person you were most afraid of hurting with these feelings.
"The Faerie court has departed for their own realm, Matthew. You are free to return to the Dreaming."
"Awesome! I actually think Eve has a couple of tasks for me, so I think I'm gonna head out." Matthew says this like it's his own idea and not Morpheus's. He hops up onto your shoulder, nipping lightly at your ear in farewell. "Good luck," Matthew whispers to you before flying up into the air and back to the Dreaming.
You and Morpheus are left alone together, a prospect that normally thrills you. Now though, you're simply thinking that you've never heard silence quite so loud. Is he mad at you, or is he simply unsure of what to say? You're not sure you want to know the answer, but this stalemate can't go on any longer.
Hesitantly, you ask, "How much of that did you hear?"
"Enough to know that you feel that you are inadequate compared to my previous relationships." Morpheus gently grabs your chin with his cool fingers and turns your gaze to meet his. "Which, I must add, is completely and unequivocally false."
"Sorry. You, uh, caught me at a pretty self-conscious moment."
He shakes his head. "Do not apologize for how you feel. I simply ask that you might explain why it is you feel this way."
"How could I not feel this way, Morpheus?"
He looks at you with a blank stare that says that he really doesn't understand why you feel this way. It's kind of frustrating, honestly. Not only do you have to have stupid human feelings, but they make no sense to your partner.
"Are you really going to make me repeat what I told Matthew?" you ask. "Your exes are all far more evenly matched to you than I am. They're goddesses and fae queens and other beings who I've probably never even heard of because my human mind couldn't fathom such power."
"And you do not believe that you possess such power?"
"Uh, no." It's pretty obvious that you don't (you'd know if you did, with how many hours you spent staring at household items and willing them to levitate after watching Matilda for the first time).
"You do not know the power that you hold over me, a power which I am glad to let you have. It is far more dangerous than what any previous lover of mine has wielded, for I do not believe I have ever loved someone as wholly as I love you. I am passionate, and have often been told that I am 'too much.' Yet, my realm and my function always came first, and would be placed above all else.
"For you, though? I would give you any thing you wished for if you only were to ask. I would pluck the stars from the sky and string them onto a necklace to decorate your neck. I would raise armies to defend you from the most minor of slights. I would create entire worlds for you, and destroy them thusly if that was what you wished. I even believe that I would abandon my function if you requested it of me."
You gasp at the sheer weight of Morpheus's words, knowing the solemnity of them. "I would never ask you to do that."
"I know. But you needed to know the lengths that I would go to in order to make you happy. That is how much I love you."
"I'm hardly consort material. I laugh too hard at stupid videos and I try really hard to garden but usually end up killing my plants and I get shy around new people."
Out of the examples you listed, only the last could potentially transfer over to any consort activities you would be expected to do. But you're already feeling vulnerable, so you're just laying it all on the line today.
Next to you, Morpheus smiles besottedly and shakes his head at your antics. Instead of calling you out on it, he simply picks up one of your hands and kisses the back of it before enclosing it between both of his hands.
"None of those are disadvantages to you or your personality. I want you, my starlight," he says earnestly. "And do you know why that is?"
You shake your head.
"Because you are exceptional. You are wonderfully kind to everyone, person and creature and dream and nightmare. You are incandescently beautiful in a way that makes me keenly aware of the fact that I don't need to breathe, because I suddenly feel as though I need to catch my breath when I see you. You make me feel alive for the first time in a long, long time. You make me want to be better, to create something better."
God, you're going to start crying. Any doubts that you may have had about yourself and Morpheus are simply gone, with just a few words uttered. That's just what Morpheus does, though: he always knows just what you need to hear.
The only reason you keep the tears at bay is through sheer force, and even then a couple slip past your waterline and fall down your face. Morpheus looks a little bewildered at the sight, but you shake your head.
"These are happy tears, don't worry," you assure him. "I'm just...so happy, and I love you so much."
Morpheus's gaze turns soft, and he kisses you sweetly before laying his forehead against yours. "And I love you. Never doubt that, for my love for you comes as naturally as your breathing, and it is as endless as I am."
"Y'know, you're quite the romantic, Morpheus." You can't resist kissing him again, not when his lips are literally an inch away from yours.
"Only for you."
Morpheus smiles against your lips before begrudgingly pulling away so that he can stand up, and you stand with him.
"Shall we return to the Dreaming, my witty, beautiful love?" He dips his lips to your ear before whispering, "I'd quite like to see just how in your element you look when sitting on my throne."
Saying yes is one of the easiest things you've ever done.
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notallsandmen · 1 year
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The Picture of Hob Gadling
Given that Dream commissioned a Shakespeare play to subtweet his ex Titania, I’m just gonna go right ahead and suggest that Dream immediately post-1889 meeting inspired Oscar Wilde to write a novel about a handsome, cocky young man made immortal through Faust-like corruption by an imperious aristocrat, only to then become an ungrateful prick who friendzones sensitive misunderstood artistes
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gabessquishytum · 5 months
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Hob works in a rich bitch cafe; it's not called that of course, but most of the restaurant clientele are women who don't have "jobs" and who can eat (and drink) lunch for 3 hours a day. Hob's not complaining - the tips are good and his ass only get pinched a few times a month.
The most interesting group of ladies who come in seem to be some kind of exs club; they all dated or were married(?) to this guy Morpheus. They have a litany of complaints as their monthly lunches get more lubricated -- he's so intense and smothering, except when he's busy and disinterested; the sex is good, when he wants it, but who can tell went that is; he's so moody; he looks better in couture that (we) ever did. The best they can agree on is he's pretty and the moneys good.
Hob kind of feels bad for this guy - these ladies don't seem to ever had respected this Morpheus guy. It's too bad, but it is a bitch club so maybe they are just venting. If Hob wasn't dating this absolutely fantastic guy, Dream (the sex is great, he's intense in a way Hob loves, and Hob enjoys just cuddling him when they both need some quiet time), he might have tried to look this Morpheus guy up -- just to see if he swung Hob way; Hob would have offered to blow the guys back out, at the very least.
Oh well.
It's the monthly Mimosas & Morpheus club 😭😭 and I fucking love it.
Hob watches on in amusement. He's got to the point where he recognises the ladies and even knows some of their Morpheus-related backstory: Nada, the college girlfriend who he proposed to after just one month and then refused to even look at her again after she declined. Titania, who is at least enthusiastic about the guy's skills in bed. Calliope, the ex wife who is perhaps the kindest but also the most savage. There are others who come and go. Hob almost looks forward to hearing their stories.
One day one of the women (Bast? Hob thinks her name is?) is like "I hear he's trying men now. For goodness sake, was it not enough to traumatise the entire female population?" And the girls all laugh, and some speculate that maybe Morpheus was gay all along (Hob takes mild offense at the blatant bi erasure but it's not his place to say anything).
And then he's distracted anyway, because Dream just swanned through the cafe doors! Hob is thrilled to see his boyfriend and greets him, giving him a big ole smooch when the manager's back is turned. Dream looks pleased, but then he looks over Hob’s shoulder and all the colour (not there was much) drains from his face.
Hob follows his gaze and sees that all the ladies from the mimosas & morpheus club are staring back, jaws on the floor. Calliope stands up and quietly calls out - "Morpheus? Is that you? What are you doing here?"
But the moment she speaks, Dream - Morpheus? Slips out of Hob’s arms and flees through the door. There are angry tears in his eyes, and Hob is halfway through following him before someone tugs him back.
"Let him have a moment." One of the women - Jo, Hob remembers. She doesn't come often, counts herself as a hookup rather than an ex, and never pays for her own booze - "He looks good. Better than he used to. Obviously he just needed to find the right bloke."
Hob smiles slightly. He'll go after Dream, anyway. There's no way he'd leave his beautiful boyfriend to deal with this alone. Hob tries to imagine what it would be like to walk into a room full of his own exes and nearly gags.
When he comes back with a reluctant Dream in tow, Hob finds that he still has his job, thanks to the mimosas and morpheus club. They've also bought an entire basket of pastries to apologise and made themselves scarce.
Dream buries his head in his hands. "No doubt you have heard every sin I have ever committed, in vivid detail."
"And I still love you. Even though you do leave your knickers on the bedroom floor for days." Hob grins. "You were just looking for the right bloke, love. I think you found him."
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