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somefinelipstickonthatpig · 4 years

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Of Questions and Home Ch. 2 of “Of Dancing and Laughter,” Zestiria - AtlA AU [Read on AO3]

Apparently, the Southern Air Temple Sorey, Mikleo, and Lailah decided to squat in for the night isn’t as deserted and abandoned as they thought.

o - o - o

“Mikleo?”

A whisper in the night, hushed and quick. Mikleo squeezed open one eye and then two. With a sigh, he turned over on his bedroll to meet a pair of bright green eyes peering back at him in the dark. “What, Sorey?”

Sorey swallowed. His shoulders curled in, rounding his blanket under his chin. “…can I ask you a question?”

“Are you suddenly under the impression you can’t?”

A frown crossed Sorey’s features. It blinked away with his next earnest gaze to his best friend lying beside him. “I don’t know.”

Green peered at amethyst for a long stretch of time, before Sorey finally shifted and spoke again. “So, can I ask it?”

Mikleo sighed again. “Sure.”

“Would you go back? Right now? If you could?”

The question, somehow, was exactly what Mikleo had thought it would be. He feigned a modest bit of surprise. “What, home? To the South Pole?”

“Yeah,” Sorey rasped. Something in his eyes seemed to shine somehow, even in the shadow of the temple hall at the cusp of night. “I mean, I know you’re worried about your mom and all after everything that happened. And Gramps and Master Uno. And everyone else. So…I don’t know. I was wondering if you wanted to go back to make sure they were okay—”

“—no.”

Mikleo’s voice was quiet, too, but sure. He lifted his eyes from the grey stone underneath their roll pillows. Green met assured amethyst. “You know I wouldn’t, Sorey.”

Sorey exhaled slowly. “But…”

“You can’t go home. Why should I?”

“Because the people we love are there and we don’t even know how they’re doing. How your mother is doing. And it’s…it’s home.”

A beat of silence sat, bitter and heavy. Mikleo reached up to his neck and wrapped a hand around the crude pendant always there. “So are you, Sorey.”

Sorey’s eyes stayed for a long moment on his best friend’s face. Then, finally, something folded between his eyebrows. He ducked his head into his mat and pulled his blanket over his face. “Th-thank you,” came a muffled, tight voice. “You’re home too, okay?”

“Yeah,” Mikleo murmured. He didn’t dare take his eyes away from the small tuft of brown hair he could see peeking up from the blanket’s end. “I know.”

His hand squeezed the necklace before he let it go. His arm stretched out into the space between them, the chill of the temple air at night making the pale, short hair on his arms stand on end.

Mikleo didn’t have to wait long before a tanned hand peeked out from the blanket beside him and reached for his own.

Their fingers found every space in between each other to weave, to have, and to hold.

They didn’t let go until they had fallen asleep.

o - o - o

Mikleo didn’t know what he expected to happen when he wandered away from camp the following morning. He hadn’t intended to go far; he had woken up before Lailah and Sorey and had thought there must be something else he could do with this chunk of idle time other than lie there. And there was this tempting opportunity in the shadows of the halls behind them, leading further into the air temple, and Mikleo—who has never really been able to explore ruins like this before—was helpless to resist.

In hindsight, he should’ve known better than to think he could leave Sorey alone for more than a handful of minutes without him getting into some kind of trouble.

As soon as the tall, muraled walls of the temple began to shake under the tremors of a heavy impact, Mikleo groaned and cursed under his breath. He dug his sealskin boots into the floor, spun, and ran back the way he had come.

What Mikleo didn’t expect was the fact it was actually Lailah who had gotten herself in trouble.

The courtyard wasn’t as peaceful and homey as they had made it last night. The bench they had dragged over was now overturned, ashen logs from their campfire scattering soot across cracked stone tiles and over Sorey himself, who--though sitting upright--blearily seemed like he was waking up and wasn’t sure what had nearly thrown asunder his sleeping roll while he was still lying in it.

“You think we’re just gonna let you take an innocent water tribe kid as a prisoner? Think again, Fire Nation!”

Another crash and gust of wind, and Lailah gracefully landed on her feet near the entrance of the rightmost hall Mikleo had wandered down. Her sea-green gaze was fixed on her assailants—which, Mikleo had alarmingly realized half a second later was, indeed, plural. Two balls of fire hovered above her hands for the two individuals further down the center hall.

“You will regret thinking you’d ever be safe to rest here,” one of the strangers, a broad-shouldered blond, growled. The man then stomped his foot and a chunk of earth rose into the air in front of his chest. With a thrust of his fist, he launched it towards her.

Lailah effortlessly side-stepped, punching a burst of fire at the stone to blow it away from her and the remains of their camp where Sorey still sat behind her.

Immediately, the other bender with long, pale hair and bronze skin, darted forward. He leaped down from the fallen column he had stood on, a gust of wind at his back shoving him forward with unnatural speed that Mikleo knew shouldn’t be possible.

An airbender? An actually alive airbender?!

Belatedly, Mikleo realized the man was holding a staff like an extension of his arm. Lailah gracefully spun out of reach of its swinging arc, just as the earthbender shoved a foot into the stone and tossed his hands out, flexing his fingers in rapid succession.

Mikleo heard the crunch of earth rising to obey him before he saw it, widening out into four slats that boxed Lailah within them. She didn’t scream; she didn’t cry out. But the small break in her cool, determined composure on her face as soon as she realized her hands were pinned to her sides and she couldn’t pull them above the earthen slabs was enough to stir Mikleo into motion.

The airbender laughed, one hand on his hip, the other wrapped around his staff he leaned on like a third leg. “Nice! Got ‘er good, Eizen!” he said, eyes on his friend and not on the waterbender running rapidly up to his side.

His mistake.

“You idiots!” Mikleo shouted.

But when he swung his fist, the man still—somehow—impossibly, even without looking at him, neatly dodged, pivoting around Mikleo’s arm. Mikleo caught a brief glance of raised eyebrows and a mildly impressed look on that bronze face, before he decided to smash that smug face in with a kick.

The airbender caught his ankle before it rose above his chest. With a slow drag of amber eyes, he followed the twitching line of Mikleo’s leg up to his face.

“Who’re you? Another water tribe kid?”

“Not a prisoner,” Mikleo hissed. “Whatever the hell you think is going on here is all wrong. Let us go!”

“Us?”

The man’s thin eyebrow shot higher at the same time as Sorey shouted, “Mikleo! Lailah!” and ran over.

Lailah reacted first, her head whipping around. The long tail of her hair, too, was caught under the stone walls trapping her, pinned to her back. A flicker of pain crossed her face at the tug, but she shouted regardless, “Sorey! No prune-quats! Opposite of prune-quats! Un-prune-quats!”

Sorey stumbled to a halt a few feet away, fisted hands at the level of his chest.

“Un-prune-quats?” the airbender mumbled. He released Mikleo’s ankle, and Mikleo would have taken the opportunity to swing at him again, if he didn’t see the confused look the man sent his earthbending friend still half-cloaked in the shadow of the hallway.

The blond—Eizen, Mikleo remembered him being called—sighed and slowly stepped forward. “You. Child. You said you’re not prisoners?”

Mikleo’s face burned. “I have a name. It’s Mikleo! I’m one of the last waterbenders of the Southern Water Tribe and no, I’m not a prisoner. Neither is Sorey. Lailah is helping us; she’s not what you think she is! None of this is!”

The long-haired man whistled. He bent over and Mikleo immediately hated him for casting him under such a towering shadow. “No kidding? Shorty here’s a waterbender?”

“Zaveid, stop it.” Eizen scolded, now within arm’s reach. To Mikleo’s dismay, however, he crossed his arms over his chest instead of releasing Lailah. His green eyes scoured over Sorey before looking to Mikleo and frowning. “All right. I admit it: perhaps we reacted without fully understanding your situation. But you cannot blame us when who we see camping out in the ruins of an air temple is a highly dressed representative of the Fire Nation with two young water tribe boys.”

Mikleo grudgingly supposed that was…some semblance of fair.

“Please. Let her go. Lailah’s not a soldier; she’s a Fire Sage.” Sorey stepped forward, joining Mikleo’s side.

“Fire Sage?”

There was something sharp in the way both Eizen and Zaveid snapped their heads around to look at Sorey that alarmed Mikleo. Fear trickled down his spine until he reminded himself that these two had been ready to charge in at their defense even as strangers upon the idea Lailah was taking them in as prisoners.

“No kidding?” Zaveid murmured.

Eizen looked to Lailah.

Sorey nodded and before Mikleo could stop him, added, “I’m the Avatar.”

Both Eizen and Zaveid jerked to stare at Sorey again. Mikleo had a split moment to entertain the both amused and hopeful idea that they were getting whiplash from the amount of back-and-forth, until Eizen lowly repeated, “The Avatar.”

When Sorey hesitantly nodded, Zaveid lost it.

He bent over, pressed his wide hands on his knees, and laughed. “Oh, man! Yeah, Eizen!” he chortled in between his mad, hiccuping fits. “You’re not completely unlucky. At least you didn’t trigger that glowy, weird Avatar state or whatever!”

Sorey, Mikleo, and Lailah looked at each other. At least two out of the three could shrug uselessly.

o - o - o

Mikleo wondered what in all his sixteen years of living he did to deserve a nagging airbender at his back as he tried to pack up camp. After munching on blubbered seal jerky for a morning meal, Sorey and Lailah had wandered to find Atakk and ready him for their flight north, leaving him with the mundane task of tending to their bedrolls and other food supplies.

This apparently included dealing with curious, long-haired strangers who thought themselves above wearing a shirt.

“Yo. Can I ask you another question?”

Mikleo sighed through his teeth. “Nothing’s stopped you yet.”

“What’s with that weird thing around your neck?”

Mikleo didn’t finish tying his bedroll. His motions stopped, fingers frozen loosely around the ties. Quickly, he snapped his head around. His eyes lit upon Zaveid behind him, lounging on the bench Lailah had dragged over the other night, only to be upended this morning in their fight. The airbender had turned it back right side up and sat his chin in his hand, elbow propped up on a bent knee.

Mikleo’s hand went to his pendant in question. His fingers tightened around the crudely carved, cool stone. “It’s not a ‘thing.’ It’s a necklace.”

Zaveid scoffed. He pushed himself to his feet and slid his hands into the pockets of his very Earth Kingdom-looking trousers. He didn’t even look like an air nomad. But Mikleo supposed he wasn’t in a place to criticize him when his own best friend covered up his heritage in a similar fashion. “Oh, well excuse me. What, was it made by a three-year-old?”

“An eight-year-old, actually.”

Zaveid’s foot hung suspended in the air; a sauntered step half-taken. His expression lit up like a dawning realization had just occurred to him.

“No. Shut up.”

Zaveid straightened and shrugged with a smug grin. “I didn’t say anything.”

“You thought something.”

“And since when is that a crime?”

Mikleo made a great show of rolling his eyes and adjusted the strap of Zenrus’ packed bag he threw over his shoulder. He rose to his feet. “I may have only had the displeasure of knowing you since this morning when you and that earthbending friend of yours decided it was a good idea to—”

“—boyfriend, actually—”

Mikleo tried not to let his cheeks burn at the word; he wasn’t sure why it affected him so. It shouldn’t. “—whatever. My point is: I don’t need to have known you a lifetime to know that everything you do do manages to sound like a crime.”

Eizen, stand-offishly reclining a handful of yards away, snorted.

Zaveid at least had the decency to look mildly offended. “Hey, now. Not everything I do’s bad.”

“Says the guy who has already outrightly denied teaching the Avatar how to airbend, despite being, quite possibly, one of the last remaining airbenders alive!”

A shadow crossed Zaveid’s face. It was full of so much, maybe too much—a myriad of emotions and thoughts and feelings Mikleo couldn’t begin to describe—and Mikleo had thought he had been able to read him so easily before, but it became clear as Zaveid turned away that what he saw was just the tip of the iceberg.

Mikleo was very familiar with icebergs.

“Listen, Shorty—”

“—it’s Mikleo—”

“—I’ve already got a commitment I can’t, and won’t, not ever, back out of,” Zaveid murmured. Mikleo almost wondered if he misheard him because his voice dropped too low, but when he caught the man’s fervent glance to Eizen, who no longer seemed to be paying attention, understanding dawned. “I’m not in a place right now to take on a student, even if it is the Avatar.”

Mikleo looked away. He squeezed the bag’s strap tight with both hands.

“But don’t say I didn’t do nuthin’ for ya.” Zaveid turned and sent him a grin over his muscled shoulder. “I told ya already, didn’t I? I ain’t the last airbender. There’s a few more of us out there, trying to make do and survive even when the world thinks we’re dead. Find Dezel in Omashu. He’ll be an even better teach for the kid than I would.”

“Yeah. I remember,” Mikleo mumbled. “I just don’t get it.”

“What’s not to get?”

Mikleo gestured up to the ruins all around them with one hand. “This was your people’s home once, right? If there are other surviving air nomads like you said, then don’t you guys want to restore it? Don’t you want to gather together and rebuild everything the Fire Nation thought they took from you all?”

Zaveid chuckled. He ruffled Mikleo’s hair, which was not invited, and Mikleo squawked, trying to set his chestnut bangs right.

“That doesn’t answer my question!” Mikleo huffed.

“Yeah, well, maybe there’s not one single, easy answer.”

Mikleo snapped his gaze up to meet Zaveid’s humbled gaze.

Zaveid shrugged and looked away. “There’s a bunch of reasons I think we’re not ready to return. I mean, if the Fire Nation knew we were alive, and we had put ourselves all in one spot, then that’d make what little of us are left into a pretty easy target. Right?”

“W-well, I guess…but…”

“Maybe once the war is over and we don’t have to fear for our lives, then…but in the meanwhile, it’s not like a building or a location is what makes a place a home. Y’know?”

Slowly, Mikleo folded his hand around the pendant dangling from his throat. Soft, campfire-warm memories from last night of a hand interwoven with his own returned and with them, Mikleo could feel all the tension still building in his shoulders and over his collar release. He sighed and let go of any final grudges he held against this man and his boyfriend clearly just trying to make their own way through a war-ravaged world.

“I think we’re a lot alike, you and I,” Zaveid muttered.

Mikleo scoffed and let his hand fall to his side. “Yeah, right. Gross. Don’t make me barf.”

Still.

When Sorey and Lailah finally returned, it was worth suffering Zaveid’s annoying presence to see both Zaveid and Eizen have hilariously slack looks of dumb shock on their faces as they saw the giant black dragon they flew in on.

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zinestiria · 6 years

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Applications open tomorrow! Hope you all have a wonderful Valentine’s day!

Art by: Looveel

#tales of zestiria #toz #tozx #sorey #mikleo #edna #zaveid #lailah #rose #alisha diphda #dezel #countdown #promo art #mod: looveel

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taleskin · 6 years

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Could I request an aesthetic for a Mikleo who became really close with Zaveid post game? I really miss him sometimes - anon

here you go mikleo, i hope you like it !! i hope you fan find zaveid soon <3

#mod colette #aesthetics #tales of kin #tales of zestiria kin #mikleo kin #zaveid kin #i love how a lot of my own personal photography fits this really well #also the token game of 'guess which picture is from metroid'

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imagine-and-headcanon-blog · 7 years

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Tales of Zestiria sunburns

This is just a small prompt I came up with and is kind of an opening thing? I might do this but in reverse later if I ever get around to it

Sorey •probably finds out by hugging you. •this boi doesn’t know what to do… •ok he kind of does but has never really experienced it before •"it’s because you wear that long sleeved shit in this damn heat!“ •"it’s not that bad!” •"I think the fuck not!“ Says you face down on your couch pointing at your lobster red back. •he gets Mikleo to help you.

Mikleo •"I told you not to stay in the sun too long…“ • he figures out by looking at how uncomfortable you look in your shirt. • and how when you ploped on the couch your face expressed extreme pain. • “next time you get a sunburn this bad I’m slapping aloe on it and that’s all your getting” •you know he’s lying though •after all that’s what he said last time.

Zavied •(slaps) pats your back. •”*doubles over* OW" •"I didn’t think I hit you that hard" •"BULL-“ • he ends up having a sun burn to •you hit him in the back. •"PAY BACK BIT-” •all in all your both in absolute agony for the entirety of two full weeks.

Dezel •"you got a sun burn didn’t you" •"no" •"*pokes back*“ •"SON OF A-” •"uh huh" •he ends up having to heal you •because • D A M N • your skin is litterally R E D. •"your not going swimming when it’s cloudy outside again" •"point proven… OW"

~mod I still haven’t decided…

#tales of zestiria #mikleo #sorey #zaveid #dezel #first headcanon #mod I still don't know #I'm thinking Daniella or Lorenzo from haunting ground but idk guys help?

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talesofshitpost · 7 years

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my college groupmates made me this!!

#mod talks #zaveid

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sormikbigbang · 4 years

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Masterpost

We’ve come to the end of the SorMik Big Bang 2019! Before we move on to the master post for 2019, we would like to express our sincerest thanks to all of you. It has been a wild ride and us mods couldn’t thank our participants enough for being such lovely people to work with. There’ll also be a feedback form the participants can fill in! The link will be distributed through email and shared in our discord server. We would like to know how you think about us and how you would like us to improve through our feedback form!

If you missed your chance this year, don’t worry, we’ll be back again in 2020! Do stay tuned for some exciting information on where this event will be going next year!

Without further ado, here’s the master post for all entries of SorMik Big Bang 2019!

Masterpost

(Announcement: Not all artists/writers have posted their works yet, so this masterpost will be updated gradually as they post until everyone has posted.)

As Soft as Feathers by Kagaminekupcake | Art by Melly Mel (still yet to be posted) & KimmySnacks

Ranting: Teen And Up Audiences

Summary: Two kingdoms lay near one another, and with the queens sharing a friendship, they thought it only natural to continue the friendly relations through their successors. Prince Sorey and Prince Mikleo grew up, therefore, spending their summers together and sharing memories over the pages of dusty novels. However, upon Sorey’s near coronation, Selene informs Mikleo that she plans to betroth him to a princess of another land. Mikleo argues heatedly with her before storming out of the castle, but he was never seen afterwards. All Sorey could find in the rain was his circlet- a prized possession he knew Mikleo would never leave behind. Maybe the swan he discovers in the forest in the following days can give him a clue as to where Mikleo has gone…

Fanfic still yet to be posted by Dola625 | Art by mallowkey

Ranting: General Audiences

Summary: Luvdisc love fortune has set its sight upon a pair of childhood friends who need just an extra push with tons of water, a sunset and of course Mikleo and newly smitten Luvdisc.

La Fragilité Des Grues en Papier by Naminette | Art by Kinsdura

Ranting: Mature

Summary: Was it possible that his mother's tales were true? A sacred mountain where the Kamis' sanctuary lay. Away from the human world they lived in. Wings adorn their back, divine beings that were one with nature. This is were Mikleo place was, where he would be safe and happy. Until years after a plague broke into the village in the valley and a young human had no choice left but to seek the gods' help without knowing how it would change Mikleo's world.

Everything you left behind by Strikedawn | Art by Retto

Ranting: Teen And Up Audiences

Summary: After his uncle's death, Mikleo is forced to run away from his office for the weekend and tend to Camlann, Michael's old manor and his own childhood home. The house has seen better times-- Mikleo definitely won't be able to sell it like this.

(Does he even want to?)

But his uncle's metaphorical ghost isn't the only thing within those walls. There is Lailah and Zaveid, who have made of Camlann their house as much as Michael did. There is Sorey, with his lovely smile, his pure intentions, and his love for the decrepit house. They are everywhere in the house, making it theirs, making Mikleo feel... things. Mikleo definitely won't be able to sell the house like this.

(But then again--does he even want to?)

Demons, Mysteries, and Feathery Celestialness by Sage | Art by Oliver Niko & Vonderer

Ranting: Teen And Up Audiences

Summary: Sorey is a cop. When his current case turns out to involve elements both demonic and angelic, he suddenly finds himself both in over his head and with a new partner. Neither he nor the angel Mikleo are particularly happy to be saddled with each other. Can they work through their differences to solve the case?

Moon Phases by Melly Mel | Art by Raine

Ranting: General Audiences

Summary: "The Sun has long fallen in love with the Moon and has done everything in his reach to conquer its heart, but the timid and stubborn Moon has always rejected it, afraid of these feelings. Time will teach that one cannot simply ignore such a strong and true love for so much time."

A story that tells how Sorey, the sun prince, falls ill for love after so many years trying to conquer the love of Mikleo, the moon prince, who’s not willing to believe him and misunderstand everything.

Fountain of Youth, the Elixir of Eternal Life by MegumitheGreat | Art by ZYO

Ranting: Explicit

Summary: At Lailah's request, Sorey and Mikleo take a break from their adventure and go through Pendago Shrinechurch's library. Coming across a legend titled "Shelanoir's Forest", they find themselves trapped within its pages and living the roles of the characters inside.

Resonance and Resistance by Eachainn | Art by Illium

Ranting: Mature

Summary: After eight years apart, Mikleo is more than ready to pick of the threads of the hopes and dreams that they had left drop when Sorey had left for Pendrago. But things are rarely that easy, especially when the Shepherds are involved. After all, it is a truth universally acknowledged that a Shepherd in possession of a good resonance must be in want of a seraph.

A Sormik Regency Era AU

Chasing Dreams by RoyalDelirium | Art by Mewnia

Ranting: General Audiences

Summary: And this is where their tale begins, they did not really know what would await them out there, but they had dreams to chase and questions to answer. As long as they were together nothing could escape their grasp.

The Best Tour by Spectrum-sanctuary | Art by ArdentKnight & Unko (still yet to be posted)

Ranting: Teen And Up Audiences

Summary: In the archaic city of Ladylake where there are more canals than brick pathways, boats called gondolas are the major mode of transportation and location of work. The most renowned of these occupations are those who guide tourists around the romantic and historic marvels of the city while rowing the gondolas, the gondoliers.

Seventeen-year-old Mikleo is among them, renowned for not only being young but also graceful and skilled with the oar. When he meets the newly-arrived student Sorey in the city, his usual life among the waves and ruins transforms into a tale of adventure and excitement... and perhaps even love.

The Gang Crashes a Party While in Drag by Pengiesama | Art by Nami & Minstrels

Ranting: Teen And Up Audiences

Summary: Sorey and the crew investigate reports of a black market trafficking ring, and zero in on a particularly nasty noble at the center of it all. Luckily, said noble is opening his chateau to host a masquerade – the perfect opportunity to get close. Unluckily, the Shepherd’s fame has spread wide, and Sorey needs a disguise to make sure he’s incognito.

This is achieved by the obvious solution, and that's to disguise him in a dress and pass him off as Rose's sister. What could possibly go wrong?

Sir Sorey and the River Dragon by Treya-barton | Art by Kishi

Ranting: Teen And Up Audiences

Summary: Sir Sorey is a curious, gentle knight from the kingdom of Ladylake ruled by a fair and beautiful Queen. One day she is approached by a village with news that they are being plagued by a dragon that is blocking their access to a river they use for trade. Sir Sorey is sent on a quest to investigate this dragon in order to resolve the villager's dilemma.

The Benefits of Being Impulsive by FortunesRevolver | Art by Aimi

Ranting: General Audiences

Summary: It had all started out of sheer spite -- Sorey’s own bizarre desperate need to prove to his grandfather that he wasn’t that impulsive. Really, if he really wanted impulsive, Sorey could be impulsive. Or, maybe, somewhere deep down, he’d just wanted to talk to the really, really pretty boy sitting by the pool with stunningly white hair who just happened to be holding a copy of his favorite book series ever.

Art by MegumitheGreat (Their writer wasn’t able to get to finish due to personal reasons, but still asked MegumitheGreat to post their art anyway because it’s so cool!)

Trust, Betrayal and Beyond by Sabi | Art by Mikleohno

Ranting: Teen And Up Audiences

Summary: A long time ago, the country was separated into two factions: the Lotus faction and the Lily faction. Both factions had opposing ideals, which resulted in a war that lasted for decades. The war finally ended when the Lotus faction killed the Lily faction’s leader, thus bringing peace back to the land. Our story takes place a century later, focusing on Mikleo, the prince of the kingdom, who is doing everything he can to repair this country, as well as his new servant, Sorey, whose background is shrouded in mystery.

Eyes on the Horizon by Oliver Niko | Art by Siciel

Ranting: Mature

Summary: Mikleo is a nobleman kept captive for the magic he possesses. Sorey is a pirate, his crew determined to grant freedom to those with said magical capabilities.

The two are brought together not by this alone, but also by their similarities; the goal to do whatever it takes to protect Rolance's people from its corrupt emperor, and find the truth behind their missing mothers along the way.

The Color of Twilight by Luneath | Art by Succu (still yet to be posted)

Ranting: Teen And Up Audiences

Summary: “Ever since that day, Sorey has been looking for something. Desperately, yearningly, painfully. It's like chasing after a dream that’s hiding underneath his eyelids, almost there but not really. Just within reach, but could never be grasped fully. It’s like running after a figure — a blurred one, tinted blue, who owns half of his soul; his heart and his life. But he can’t remember. He knows, but never for sure. He just feels his heartstrings being tugged, but never to where or by whom. The more he tries to make sense of everything, the more he realizes it would hurt more to never find whatever’s — whoever’s gone. The only thing that gives him hope is the writing on his palm, tattooed in elusive curves that makes him feel warm and safe and nostalgic and a little like breaking. What’s written there, the meaning and the purpose — he doesn’t understand it at first. Not until some time. But even then, he swears he’s going to find whatever it is. And when he does, he’s never letting it go ever again."

[A Kimi no Na Wa (Your Name) AU featuring time travel, fluffy angst, switching bodies and switching lives, plus true loves and true names.]

Fanfic still yet to be posted by Miranda | Art by Okke (still yet to be posted) & Narain Yuna

Ranting: Explicit

Summary: Clergyman!Sorey x Non-Believer!

Mikleo The heavy wooden doors opened and closed with an echo throughout the chapel, all but empty save for the decorative lanterns with the names of the twelve apostles lining the pillars leading up to the alter, the hand-carved plaques in the right-wing hallway depicting the Stations of the Cross of the same number donated by the generous family, and the overwhelming but whole-fully welcomed presence of Him which he felt.

Sorey loved getting to do this-- well, he loved pretty much every aspect of his stay here as part of his training, but this was probably one of his top favorites: waking up to the early morning sun and say his morning prayers, picking some berries from his little garden as part of his breakfast before freshening up, and coming down to the church before Gramps arrived to start the day. He wasn't sure what made him want to say another morning prayer in the chapel when there was no need whatsoever. Perhaps it was simply just seminary habits or wanting the chapel to feel less... big? Lonely?

Or dusty?

He chuckled at the thought and shaking his head, and joyfully continued to walk towards the alter. Thinking back to his childhood, it use to be a dark green stone like the rest of the flooring. In it's place now was a white marble with gray veins scattering sparingly here and there. Gramps wasn't sure who thought it was a good idea, and Sorey didn't really pay it much attention.

As he approached the alter and began to kneel, pulling out his mini prayer booklet from his pocket, the front double doors opened and closed yet again. Hm, strange, Sorey thought for a moment. Normally Gramps doesn't come in this early since traffic from...

When he turned around to greet the wise old man who practically raised him from birth, Sorey was taken aback to see a young man with long dyed hair, faded black skinny jeans, and a somewhat revealing white and blue sweater with a v-neck that fell to show the side of his collar bone. Wait, was it dirty...?

It could've been the way he seemed to hold himself together-- just barely and could hardly seem like he wasn't shaking. It could've been the way his eyes, a deep blue from this distance, almost pleaded for mercy and safety. It could've just as easily been the way the light hit his unblemished face, his aquamarine tresses...

Sorey knew, deep down, that he would never forget this moment. Someone or something must have whispered something to his heart or to his soul that day, to never let this memory go.

Fanfic still yet to be posted by Mogseltof | Art by Lynxlantern & Ammerynth (still yet to be posted)

Ranting: Mature

Summary: Since he was young, Sorey’s been friends with the curious, withdrawn sailor everyone in his seaside town avoids. Now he’s an adult, struggling to find material for his research, but his withdrawn friend has recently been made captain of his ship, and Sorey is offered the opportunity he’s been looking for -- the chance to get out of his town and see the places he’s actually researching. But Sorey has another reason to want to be out on the sea; they say there are mermaids in the waves, and Sorey has to know if his memories ring true, or if he imagined the boy in the river so many years ago. However, the voices of the dead sing loudly from the deep, and the captain is hiding something that may get them all in trouble.

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#Sormik #sormikbigbang2019 #toz #tales of zestiria #masterpost #sorey #mikleo #fanfic #fanart #mod post

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kinhelping · 7 years

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Hey Sorey from Tales of Zestiria here!! We're looking for Lailah, our Earth Seraph, and Zaveid! We found everyone but you two guys?? Where are you? Reblog this somewhere and I'll get to you!

“and!! we’re looking for Rose too! Wow sorry I thought I had everything on text already, haha whoops. She wasn’t my Squire, but she traveled with us sometimes!

#lailah kin #lailahkin #zaveid kin #zaveidkin #toz kin #tozkin #tales of zestiria kin #tales of zestiriakin #canon call #(mod sylph is in this tl please come talk to us we miss you)#mod sylph #pendulum

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cryptidette · 6 years

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Roleplay - Fandom verses - Open

Give me a private message if something interest you. But before, please be sure to read the whole post. I’ve wrote a lot of informations for you to know if we can click and what I’m looking for. But I’m open to questions :)

Rules:

- I like make new friends, so don’t be a stranger. It’s sad to just talk for ‘Rp’ so don’t hesitate to talk to me ^^. Let’s be friends !

- I’m looking for motivated, regular and serious partners, to Rp on the longterm and often… if you are not sure to continue the Rp please don’t ask me to RP with you.

- I play straight females Oc’s for my part, so I’ll ask you to play one or more males canon characters or Oc for my Oc. but I can do a double Rp for you in return if you want. Do not hesitate to ask me to play the crush of your Oc (the same number of Canon characters/Oc’s than you play for me) and your idea for your part.

- No weird Rp’s (fetish) and no Rp’s against the law ( ex: pedo, zoo, underage, adultxteenager….)

- No power gaming and no god mod. Do not control my character, do not kill them.

- The romance roleplay are my favorite, I will not lie it will be the main style of my Rp’s… So if you don’t like romance, do not ask to me to play with you. But we can mixe others style like romance/horror or romance/comedy, etc…

- We can Rp there (on private message) or on discord or skype, even on email (gmail). I prefer Rp by gmail or discord, but privates message are fine too

- I’m not a native English so be patient with my English.

- For now the Rp's are reserved for the 18+ people and it will contain NSFW things (gore, curse words, smut, etc...) because platonic Rp's are boring to me.

Mangas & Animes: Characters I'm looking for :

Hunter x Hunter - Feitan, Chrollo, male Oc

One-Punch-Man - Speed O sound Sonic, Sweet Mask, The License-less Rider, Drive Knight, Lightspeed flash

Dragon Ball Z/Dragon Ball Super - Perfect Cell, Cooler, Whis

Pokemon - James, Butch, rocket grunt male (Oc)

Fruit Basket - Hatori sohma

Yugioh (first season) - male Oc

Slayers - Copy Rezo, Rezo

Saint Seiya - Saga, Kanon, Milo, Camu

Koutetsu Kishi Chevalion/Full metal knight chevalion - Retto

Chobits - male Oc (persocon)

Switch-Girl - male Oc

Zettai Kareshi - male Oc

Manga / horror:

Tokyo Ghoul - Koutarou Amon, Tsukiyama Shuu, male Oc

Attack on Titans - Levi Ackerman, Erwin Smith

Shiki - Mutô Tohru, male Oc

Blood-C - Nanahara Fumito

Real account - male Oc

Blue gender - male Oc

Awaken - male Oc

Doubt - male Oc

King games (serie of manga) - male Oc

Judge (all) - male Oc

Greenz world - male Oc

Re/member - male Oc

Danganronpa (all) - male Oc

Parasyte - male OC

Hakaiju - male Oc

Higurashi no naku koro ni - male OC

Video games:

Zelda (serie of games) - Link, Dark Link, male Oc (Zora)

Pokémon (serie of games) - male Oc (Rocket grunt)

Final of Fantasy VII - Sephiroth, Rufus, Tseng, male Oc (Shinra Soldier)

Final of Fantasy VIII - Seifer Almasy, male Oc (Galbadian soldier)

Final Fantasy XV - Gladiolus Amicitia, Ardyn Izunia

Devil My Cry (serie of games) - Dante, Vergil

Tales Of Symphonia - male Oc (Desian grunt soldier)

Tales of Xillia - Alvin, Wingul, Gaius

Tales Of Zestria - Dezel, Zaveid

Resident Evil (serie of games) - Albert Wesker

The Last of Us - male Oc

Metal Gear Solid (serie of games) - Jhonny Sasaki

Movies and Series:

Harry Potter - Severus Snape, Lucius Malfoy

Pirates of the Caribbean - Jack Sparrow

The Walking Dead - Daryl Dixon

Avatar - male Oc

Cartoons:

TMNT 87 - Shredder

Dragons - male Oc

Aladdin (the serie) - Mozenrath

Buzz the lightyear (the serie) - emperor Zurg

It's all for the moment, I will add more soon.

#roleplay #roleplaying #roleplay request #roleplay search #roleplays #rp #fandom roleplay #ocxcanon #ocxoc

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isolaradiale · 5 years

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actually i think i have this all figured out. this is a reapp for zaveid from tales of, who got kicked off in the activity check!!! he's got a new canon point too, if that changes anything ✌️ app is in the sidebar!

Welcome back!

You’ll be staying in HOUSE 141!

You’ll retain everything from your previous stay!

Enjoy!

--Mod Lyra

#isola app #whxrlwxnd

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applegelstore · 5 years

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Can mods pester each others? 10 and 5!

I suppose so?

(for this ask meme!)

5. Personal grade record?

Errrrrrrrrr okay first of all I’m not really a power gamer, I always played on normal and only farmed some necessary equipment on hard or higher, so not much grade to expect…Pretty sure the only fight I actually ended like the game intended (finish with a mystic arte) were the second fight against Zaveid, and the optional one with both remaining Forton sisters.

Burn in hell. Hope it hurt, ladies. That’s what you get for annoying the heck out of me with this petrifying crap before I had the equipment to one-hit you on normal, lol.

Don’t ask me for the actual grade, though!

10. Favourite boss fight?

Tiamat, if only because of the music.

#random rambling tag

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tales-of-asteria · 4 years

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As-yon! The Tales of Asteria 4koma #128: The Most Problematic

Artist: Kirai Yuu

Translation & Editing: Neyla ~ Kiiroi Senkou Quality check & Proofreading: DimensionSlip

#tales of asteria #tales of zestiria #tales of vesperia #tales of xillia #Lailah #Raven #Zaveid #Alvin #asteria 4koma #translations #mod: neylakiiroisenkou #mod: dimensionslip

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somefinelipstickonthatpig · 4 years

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rated: m

fandom: Tales of Zestiria

prompt: “Non-Consensual Touching” + Mikleo & Zaveid

requested by: a discord friend

a good discord friend of mine req’d “non-consensual touching” with Mikeo & Zaveid. me being the person i am, i took that prompt, said “ye 2nd person POV will do” and dropped it in my modern-day au. takes place prbly within that time period where, parallel to sorey having his who-knows-how-long-nap, he studies abroad for a semester. for reasons, mikleo isn’t able to follow

tw // alchohol, non-consensual touching, vomiting

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Unsober [Read on AO3]

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She wouldn’t leave you alone and that was the problem.

She saw you across the room, one lonely heart in the midst of the rest, and waltzed up with a smile and two cups in hand and you had already had plenty of lemonade and vodka, but the lie on her lips made one more not seem so bad.

You don’t remember how the cups disappeared.

You remember the twin points of thin fingers looped into the front belt loops of your jeans. You remember the way they tugged you forward and your hips were met with a warm stomach against your own, breasts pushed against your chest. Her fingers splayed over the buttons of your shirt; it tickled, almost. The warmth of her hand over cotton. You remember her hazy and breathless giggle tilted up against your jaw.

She said, “Aren’t you the…” and you don’t remember how she knew you or recognized you on campus, but she did. Or she seemed to, anyway.

You remember the rough, fabric-caught slide of her hand further down.

You don’t remember how you recognized the line of your jeans around your waist as a line in the sand, but you know the instant you decide it's too much. The alcohol, the music, the number of sweaty college students shoved into one living room, the absence of your best friend, her. You shoved her back and felt cold.

Her friends’ voices pitched as she stumbled against the arm of the couch. They pooled around her and sneered at you and you don’t remember caring.

You said something. Probably.

You hope you did.

But memory is a graceless thing so it slips, and the next thing you remember is a fan of white-green and the rim of a toilet seat before your face as bile climbs up your throat. There are many things to hate about vomiting, but you thought and still think the inability to breathe is the worst, because all you can taste and breathe is stomach acid.

“I shouldn’t have come,” you rasped.

The man at your back, lounging against the far wall, sighed. “If you’re gonna blame somebody, blame me. Wouldn’t have invited ya if I didn’t know you couldn’t hold liquor, Mickey-boy.”

You remember shaking your head and grabbing for the roll of toilet paper. You wiped off your mouth and tossed it in with the rest of your mess to flush it away. You thought, “It’s not that I’m drunk that’s the problem,” but maybe you said it, too, because you remember the way he squatted at your side, bronze hands dangling in the space between his knees.

“Yeah,” he said when he rose to his feet. “Let’s get you back to your dorm, then.”

#zestiria #mikleo #zaveid #bad things happen bingo #bthb #non-consensual touching #mod krissey writes a thing #angst #drabble #tw: alcohol #tw: non-consensual touching #tw: vomit

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magicashark-blog · 7 years

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Fandom Rp's

Give me a private message or anything if you want Rp with me :)

Rules:

-I like doing RP's 'Crossovers' or 'AU' if you want for example that the RP takes place in our universe (modern) with the characters of AOT, it will be with pleasure. I take AOT as a example but it can be any other fandoms! Do not hesitate to tell me, I like to vary things.

- The Rps against the law are prohibited (pedophilia, bestiality, incest, age difference (teenager x adult), etc ...)

-I'm not good with English as it's not my native language, then be patient.

- Romance is the main genre of my Rp's if you don't like romance, please don't RP with me. It can be romance/adventure, romance/horror, etc... -No power gaming/god mod. You are not allowed killing my Oc's or make them moving.

- I can be busy or forget to reply, if it's the case please just give me another note. -I don't do Yuri and Yaoi sorry.

-I'm only looking for serious and motivated partners for Rp on the long term.

Please don't contact me if it's for drop the Rp after two replies without reasons. If you are busy, please and thanks let me know...

- I play canon character only in a double RP.

-I don't do fetish sorry.

- I would like Rp with sociable partners, I mean why not do collab art about the roleplays ? why not talk ? Be friendly, I will not bite you :). -I play women Oc, and I'm looking for people playing males canon characters or males Oc. Thought I can do double Rp and play a male for your female Oc in return. Just ask.

-I can do double Rp. I mean if you play a male canon character for my female oc, I 'll return the favor and play a male or female canon character for your oc. BUT, I'll abandon the RP if I feel you don't do any effort and you are only motivated on your pairing. When I play a canon character for someone I do my best until the other person not respect the deal. So please, don't ask for a double rp if you are not motivated, It's equitable and fair. ^^

-I like and can do triangle. I mean I can play two men (or two women ) for you if you play two guys for me.

- My characters are all adults and I only play with other adults characters. This is for my part, I can play a teenager for you on a double RP if you prefer play teenagers. Though I don't play with characters having less than 15/16 old years.

-18 + is a must, I can be quickly bored with the platonic romance. The Rp's could be smut, gore, and with strong language. I will not do NSFW RP with people young, be sure to have 18 or more thanks.

Animes & Mangas

The name of the characters are the names of the character I'm looking for, for my woman Oc.

Hunter x Hunter - Feitan, Chrollo, male Oc

One-Punch-Man - Speed O sound Sonic, Sweet Mask, The License-less Rider, Drive Knight, Lightspeed flash

Dragon Ball Z/Dragon Ball Super - Perfect Cell, Cooler, Whis

Pokémon - James, Butch, male Oc

Fruit Basket - Hatori sohma

Slayers - Copy Rezo, Rezo

Saint Seiya - Saga, Kanon, Milo, Camu

Koutetsu Kishi Chevalion/Full metal knight chevalion - Retto

Chobits - male Oc (persocon)

Switch-Girl - male Oc

Zettai Kareshi - male Oc

Special horror, 18+

Attack on Titans - Levi Ackerman, Erwin Smith, male Oc

Tokyo Ghoul - Koutarou Amon, Tsukiyama Shuu, male Oc

Shiki - Mutô Tohru, male Oc

Blood-C - Nanahara Fumito

Real account - male Oc

Blue gender - male Oc

Awaken - male Oc

Doubt - male Oc

King games (serie of manga) - male Oc

Judge (all) - male Oc

Greenz world - male Oc

Re/member - male Oc

Danganronpa (all) - male Oc

Parasyte - male OC

Hakaiju - male Oc

Higurashi no naku koro ni - male oc

Videos games

The name of the characters are the names of the character I'm looking for, for my woman Oc.

Zelda (serie of games) - Link, Dark Link, male Oc (Zora)

Pokémon (serie of games) - male Oc (Rocket grunt)

Final of Fantasy VII - Sephiroth, Rufus, Tseng, male Oc (Shinra Soldier)

Final of Fantasy VIII - Seifer Almasy, male Oc (Galbadian soldier)

Final Fantasy XV - Gladiolus Amicitia, Ardyn Izunia

Devil My Cry (serie of games) - Dante, Vergil

Tales Of Symphonia - male Oc (Desian grunt soldier)

Tales of Xillia - Alvin, Wingul, Gaius

Tales Of Zestria - Dezel, Zaveid

Resident Evil (serie of games) - Albert Wesker

The Last of Us - male Oc

Metal Gear Solid (serie of games) - Jhonny Sasaki

Movies & series

The name of the characters are the names of the character I'm looking for, for my woman Oc.

Harry Potter - Severus Snape, Lucius Malfoy

Pirates of the Caribbean - Jack Sparrow

The Walking Dead - Daryl Dixon

Avatar - male Oc

#roleplay #oc rp #rp #fandomrp #fandom rp #role play

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