It was dark. You stood outside the tent on the campgrounds, a loose sweater framing your figure. Even though it was summer, the nights were cool––morning dew had started to form on the grass below while the stars beaded the night sky.
You looked out at the horizon, jagged with mountains and trees. Your body felt sluggish, but your mind raced. You couldn’t help but wonder what would happen once you finally got to Altissia, couldn’t quell that feeling deep in your gut that something wasn’t quite right.
You were startled out of your thoughts when you heard rustling from behind you. Gladio emerged from the tent in his sleeping attire, which was just a pair of boxers, rubbing the slumber from his eyes.
“Hey,” he mumbled, shuffling towards you with a yawn.
You smiled at him, reaching a hand out to take his. “Hi.”
Gladio came over and kissed the side of your head before sliding his arms around you protectively. “What’re you doing still up? I woke up and you weren’t there.”
You sighed. “Sorry, love. Couldn’t sleep.”
Gladio frowned. He led you over to the chairs by the charred embers of the long-dead fire. He sat down and pulled you into his lap, cradling you against his chest. He radiated heat and you felt it seeping through the sleeves of your sweater.
“Wanna tell me what’s on your mind?”
You nuzzled into the crook of his neck, pausing momentarily. “Everything.”
“You know,” he said after a beat of silence, slipping his hand under the hem of your sweater to rub circles against your hip. “You can talk to me. About anything.”
You looked up at him, tracing the new scar that horizontally marred his forehead. “Like how you talked to me when you left without a word?”
Gladio went quiet, and his hand stilled.
“I’m sorry,” you apologized, pressing a kiss to his collarbone. “I shouldn’t have said that. You had your reasons.”
You moved to get up, but Gladio’s strong arms tugged you back into his grip. “Don’t apologize for that,” he sighed, his gaze cast downward. “I should have told you the reason. But to be honest, I was scared. Scared and embarrassed that I couldn’t protect Noct, couldn’t protect you. And what am I if I can’t do that?”
You shifted so that you could face him, stroking your thumbs along the stubble lining his jaw. “You’re Gladiolus Amicitia,” you stated firmly. “You’ve saved me more times than I can even count. And not just from physical dangers, but from my own mind. And I love you for it.”
Gladio’s hand slid behind your neck and pulled you in for a slow, languid kiss. It was sleepy and perfect, neither one of you wanting to pull away first. When you finally did, you kept your lips just barely touching his, and you felt his mouth grazing yours with every spoken word.
“I love you too. Even if you are a pain in the ass.”
You laughed and swatted at him, and he only pulled you in closer.
“Let’s be more honest with each other, yeah?” he asked, playing with the hem of your sweater. “Let me share your burden. That’s why I’m here.”
You nodded. “Okay.”
The two of you ended up talking for a while longer, curled up against one another in the lawn chair by the unlit campfire. The two of you eventually fell asleep like that, and you couldn’t even remember closing your eyes. Just the steady heartbeat that lulled you into a dreamless slumber.
The next morning, Ignis surfaced from the tent, rolling his shoulders and stretching out, ready to start breakfast. He caught a glimpse of the two of you, still sleeping in the lawn chair as the sun started to rise higher in the sky. He smiled to himself at the sight, and ducked back into the tent momentarily.
He re-emerged with a blanket, and went over to drape it over you both. He watched for a second longer as you burrowed a little closer to Gladio’s chest, while his hands tightened around your waist.
Ignis smiled to himself, and left to give you a little more privacy. He poured himself a cup of Ebony and tried to keep the noise down to a minimum as he began preparing breakfast, figuring he could give you two a little more time before starting the day.
Yo, SL. Why'd you redesign Dresi and Mich's Lususes? The old ones were so cool.
Okay, so here we go.
I often have to question some of my old design choices, especially with some of my less conventional characters (mutants and such), so I decided to look into lusii and mutants.
I began my search on the Wiki. Looking under Crab lusus, the last sentence states that Karkat’s lusus “was apparently created by the followers of The Sufferer, so that future mutantbloods would have a lusus to tend to them.” Continuing my investigation into this, I went to Read MSPA. On page 5957, it’s explained that “due to [The Signless’s] mutation, surely no lusus would select him. No creature sympathetic to his scent had been bred yet.”, and on page 5956, it said that “the followers had already made their preparations in the shadows, and when the Second Signless finally came he would have a lusus to raise him and a sign to his name.” This implies that crabdads were selctively bred to exist for mutants.
This would be very hard to accomplish in a realistic setting, for you’d have to be able to make at least two so that they may breed and have more (assuming crabdads require mates to reproduce), so I initially had to question if Karkat’s lusus was the only successful mutant lusus to be created and it was preserved for his hatching. However, you may recall the presence of a crabdad-esque specimen on Jake’s Pacific island. Keeping in mind that Jake is from a post-scratch future Earth ruled by The Condesce, it should not come as a surprise that in her attempts to repopulate the troll race, she must facilitate the breeding of lusii if the Alternian way of life is to return. The existence of said specimen implies that there is crabdad DNA in the lusus gene pool, and hence that there may be many more crabdads and crabdad-likes bred in secret, each as its own subspecies. Thus, crabdads became an entire successful mutant lusus species! Huzzah! What does this say about my old lusus designs?
My old lusus designs were cool (“cool”), sure, but odds are, there were no other mutant species created, and if there were, it was probably the result of some branching crustacean breed. These designs are theoretically possible, but unrealistic.
I decided not to chance it and redesigned Michag and Villon’s lusii to be crabdads (male and female resprectively). For anyone else looking to design their own crabdads, here’s a fun bundle of diagrams I threw together showing some of the details I found in the species design.
While I’m at it, I’d like to explain more about the existence of my two mutantbloods, as I gained a lot of information on mutations during my research.
When The Signless was discovered by The Dolorosa, there was no one to raise him but herself, so she abandoned her duties and would eventually become the first follower of his teachings. During The Signless’s execution, he declared a Second Signless would be hatched and would bring about the end of the world (These preachings originate from his visions as a Seer of Blood).
With the webcomic I’m writing, Haphazard, my characters play Sgrub (during the same time that Karkat and his friends play). Both Michag and Villon are older than Karkat at this time, meaning they hatched before him. If the followers of The Sufferer were to ever see a mutant before Karkat, it’s possible they’d immediately assume that this is The Second Signless and give it the symbol of The Sufferer’s irons. In order to prevent my characters from being mistaken for The Second Signless, I came up with a few potential theoretical possibilities.
Michag and Villon’s ancestors were brought to Beforus on meteors, just as Kankri was. The only way they could have survived is if someone found them in their craters and decided to care for them. These characters will end up living in the shadows for most of their lives and dying unceremoniously. They aren’t remembered or cared for unlike The Signless, who built an enormous following and had his teachings carried down through many generations.
Villon was brought to Alternia first. Since Villon is a female, it can be assumed that she isn’t The Second Signless, but is instead just some other mutant. This may not actually matter to the followers, or they may not even be able to tell the difference between males and females since they all have the same reproductive organs, but it’s one possibility. Villon also has pointier horns than The Signless, which could bring the followers to question if she is actually his descendant. It’s also possible that a random troll that doesn’t follow The Signless’s teachings found her and decided not to slaughter her. Any of these are possible and it’s really dependant on whatever troll(s) raised her and their beliefs.
Michag was brought to Alternia later. At this point, news of the first mutant may have gotten around amongst the followers, and this second one will be even more questionable. Michag’s horns are very obviously different from The Signless’s, so he, like Villon, seems a less likely candidate for The Second Signless. It is also possible that he was found by a non-follower.
So how did they get their symbols?
They were probably just made up, like The Second Signless’s and every other symbol. There are no symbols for mutants, so these unexpected newcomers were most likely improvised in their symbol design.
You’ll notice I actually redesigned Michag’s symbol to have a bit more of a resemblance with The Second Signless’s symbol, and I made it gray, like the cooled irons. Villon’s sweater has a yellow-orange symbol, though she owns shirts with gray symbols.
There you have it! My design choices and how I made them canon-fit. If you have any more questions, feel free to ask!
For some reason the thought of Babet making the Patron Minette Molly Weasley-style Christmas sweaters just popped into my head, and I can’t??? Stop thinking about it?????
It starts when Babet, the hardened, tough gang leader, realises that the small, orphaned assassin in training he’s accidentally taken under his wing won’t get any presents for Christmas.
Montparnasse is resigned to it, but Babet is absolutely horrified because he’s, like, twelve, and wHAT KIND OF CHILDHOOD IS THIS?!
(Never mind that he’s part of a gang and, you know, grew up in the streets. Not much of a childhood, really.)
So Babet knits him a sweater for Christmas, and even though Montparnasse tries to act all cool and disinterested, he almost cries because someone cares enough to get him something for Christmas, never mind that it’s a bit knobbly and riddled with missed stitches and rather lopsided. It’s! A Christmas present!!!!
And the next year, Babet decides screw it, Gueulemer and Claquesous are getting sweaters as well. From then on, he knits sweaters for the three of them every year, and progressively starts to get better and better at knitting.
The problem with that, though, is that he finally figured out how to knit patterns and designs, and prides himself on knitting the most ridiculous patterns and colour combinations known to man for Montparnasse. One year he presents the poor kid with a magenta, teal, orange, and scarlet monstrosity complete with sequins and a horrific floral pattern.
Montparnasse actually screams when he sees it.
And when Montparnasse is in his twenties and starts going out with Prouvaire, Babet adds him to the official Knit Sweater Recipient List™. The first sweater he knits for Prouvaire is a blinding floral, and Prouvaire wears it absolutely everywhere.
In short: Babet and Molly Weasley type sweater, please and thank you.
I am so sorry that it took me so long to do the reaction, hope you like it:3
“Okay, so you actually feel more like a boy sometimes? So…you also dress more tomboyish sometimes, I noticed that, is it because of you being genderfluid?” He asks curiously.
“Yes, sometimes I just feel like it and am more comfortable with wearing other clothes, you know?”
“That’s great so then we can share clothes! Oh…but the sizes…mine will be way too big for you but you would still look super cool in my oversized sweater though!”
“Hmm, okay, so just to understand, you sometimes you feel more like a girl and sometimes like a boy, right?” Yoongi asks, his interested eyes following you.
“Yeah…I hope that’s alright for you…I used to get bullied somehow in school for wearing rather feminine clothes and wearing makeup. They always told me that this was only for girls but when I got out of school, I finally had the courage to be who I wanted to be, whenever and wherever I want…” You explain and he nods in an understanding way.
“There is nothing wrong for a man to wear makeup, I do it all the time for work. I prefer my no makeup face, though, but that doesn’t mean that you cannot enjoy what you love. Trust me, when I am with you, you can wear and be whoever you want, at the end of the day you are still the man I fell in love with so just be yourself…”
“Thanks Yoongi, that means a lot…”
“Why didn’t you tell me earlier? I mean I kind of was expecting something like that because you sometime wore more ‘boyish’ clothes to our dates if you know what I mean but you could have told me from the beginning. Jagi, there is nothing that you cannot tell me, just be yourself with me, I want you to feel comfortable when being with me, yeah? Plus, I am slightly jealous because even as a boy you look so much better than me, it is so unfair…” He chuckles, causing you to laugh with him.
“For whom did you buy that skirt? It is pretty…” Namjoon absently asks you while being on his phone.
You gulp. You never told him about you being genderfluid and therefore, sometimes wearing ‘girl’ clothes and just being your feminine self. You were together for just a month and you tried to act like a normal boyfriend would so you hadn’t told him yet.
“Umm..well, that’s for…me, actually.”
He looks up from his phone. “Oh that’s nice, it will fit your other shirts and the shoes you recently bought.”
“…aren’t you asking why I am wearing skirts?”
“Uhh…why? It is a nice skirt, I would also wear it if I could pull that look off, haha. No, for real if you like to live out both, feminine and masculine, sides that’s totally fine with me, did you think that I had a problem with that?”
“No, not really, I was just too shy to tell you.”
“There is no reason to be shy, at all. How about you put on that new skirt and we take pictures for a new Kim Daily together, we’d look great to be honest, even our colors match today.” He smiles and you just have to return the smile because of the suggestion your boyfriend has made.
“Oh that’s really cool…people used to tell me I have a feminine side as well because of my face features but I actually never felt it. Tell me more, when did you start to feel like that?” Jimin asks as you and him started to have a conversation about your child and teenage years and you let it slip that were genderfluid for 5 years.
“Woah, that is really cool! And thinking of it, we also have a similar style when you dress more ‘boyish’, to be honest. (Y/N), we are just perfect for each other.” He smiles at you.
“Don’t you think this is weird somehow?” You ask worried.
“No. Why should I? My girl likes to be a boy at some days but you are still the same person so why should I find that weird? It is not that it would change something about my love to you.”
“Okay…we have to get couple clothes then.” Jungkook simply states.
“But…we already have couple shirts?” You ask confused.
“No but yours are the ‘girl version’. We should really get a couple shirt that is the same then. It is actually really cool…I wasn’t expecting it, to be honest, you hid it quite well. Why did you do that?”
“I don’t know…I was scared you would leave me for a cute and sweet girl who was also acting like one…”
He cups your face with his hands. “Jagi…I would never do that, you are perfect the way you are, girl or boy, boy or girl, I don’t care if it is just you.”
Taking a little break from the bathroom and decided to try and finish off an old WIP. I started working on this months ago, but put it on the backburner for various reasons (like it being too similar to lumia’s jumper released around that time, then GT being released with one too). I try to release different stuff, and just thought “it had already been done” and was no point in completing it. Not to mention this is a frankenmesh of 3 different meshes which can be tedious to put together. but i guess with guys clothes, its not like women’s fashion, everything is quite similar with differentiation in the details. So I mustered up the energy and enthusiasm and finished a crude form of the mesh and texture, and put it ingame. I really like it. We just don’t have enough V-necks in-game.
Some of you may recognise the texture too. It is an altered version of one of my first creations, my v-neck sweater. It didn’t need much tweaking luckily.The shirt needs work though.