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[sage-lesath]

heyyy, so i may or may not have compiled the entire new asra tale into a google drive for people to see for those of y'all who don't want to give dorian any downloads or money. if there's anything missing or that you think needs to be changed, or if something isn't opening (i have to set my phone browser to desktop mode to open some folders and i'm still trying to figure out why), just lmk and i'll take a look!

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Hi everyone! I’m so sorry I just sort of disappeared like that. My hyperfixations sort of come and go, and this one kind of… went. I decided to kind of stay around but remain inactive because I wanted to see if it would come back, but unfortunately it hasn’t. Maybe someday it will, maybe it won’t. Either way it was really fun while it lasted, at least for me. This is a sideblog, so I can’t really delete it or anything. But if anyone wants my username I’d be happy to give it up to the first person who asks. I don’t think I’ll be back here anytime soon, so if anyone needs me, my main blog is @strategic-wombat

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sage who is so head over heels for you that he can’t think straight. he can’t stop staring at you and when he isn’t he is literally thinking about you. so much it’s killing him. how can someone be so UGH? he loses his ability to flirt properly when he’s speaking to you. his mouth gets so dry that he’s scared there’s something wrong with him.

sage who can’t even fathom the idea of you returning his feelings because you’re so perfect. he daydreams about kissing you, touching you in places he can only imagine all because he’s too nervous to make the first move. he’s never been such a clumsy fool before.

sage who when he finally fucking kisses you it’s everything he imagined and more. your soft lips on his. the way you fit oh so perfectly against him. it’s unreal. he’s never felt like this when kissing anyone. you’re tantalizing in every single way and his mind is blown when you are the one leading him to the bedroom.

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Mmm I feel like sage would be a pretty decent cook. Definitely not a professional tho. He can handle chopping and cleaning pretty well and make himself and/or tulsi some really delicious small meals but not something for a full on feast. He probably follows his impulses waayyy too much so a lot of the times he fucks up by adding some random ingredients just to see how it would taste together. Oh and adding beer to random shit, most likely learnt that one from balsam. He definitely starts eating small bits of whatever he's cooking along the way to if it's taking too long. ALSO SAGE LEARNING HOW TO MAKE YOURS AND TULSIS FAVOURITE FOOD AND BRINGING YOU SOME CAUSE THERE OH SO COINCIDENTALLY HAPPENED TO BE LEFTOVERS BOY OH BOY WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT BETTER EAT UP Or he'll cry. You can be his taste tester!!!!!!!!!! UGH MY HEART-

LUCAN BAKES. THATS IT. THIS MOUNTAIN OF A MAN LIKES DECORATING CUPCAKES.

-egg anon (dumb bitch anon)

Sage is a great cook and I'll kill on that hill (/lh) but yes after much contemplation I can see your point, and now I have many thoughts about the griefers and cooking m.list

Now, comparing Sage and Balsam depends on which period of their lives we're talking about. As kids/teenagers Sage was probably the better cook; they had the bare minimum to work with and Sage knew how to make it work. He also had Tulsi (and probably Balsam) to take care of, and for her he's willing to go above and beyond. He might like his meat half-raw it could almost start breathing again, but Tulsi doesn't so he had to adjust to her tastes.

In fact his impulsiveness was probably his strongest point. Recipes are too boring for him to follow, but it was his spontaneity and willingness to try anything once that made him such a good, creative, and adaptable cook. He figured out what worked and what didn't through trial and error.

Further into adulthood, when Balsam got his own place, he was able to stock up the shelves with herbs and spices, and could peacefully experiment with cooking thus honing his skills. Probably better at following recipes than Sage, because he truly was lost at first when it came to cooking and needed all the help he could get.

I do agree he probably threw in a little beer or wine when he wanted to feel ✨spicy✨

So, ultimately, in the wild Sage is the better cook, but in the kitchen Balsam does better. The lack of many ingredients made it easier for Sage to experiment, whereas in a kitchen setting he might be overwhelmed with just how much stuff there is to work with. What do half of these tools even do?

That's where you can play the role of Sage's taste tester, maybe even cooking assistant. You guys are stuck in Fathom until this whole Griefers and corruption thing is resolved, and he's sick of Felix and Anisa's attempts at cooking. (I wouldn't immediately discredit Felix's potential but his tastes might be too specific for Sage.) So he starts experimenting in the kitchen, and your help would be most appreciated.

Starts small with the things he's already used to: frying eggs, meat and fish, and maybe the occasional vegetable, then he starts to branch out with all the different ways you can cook these things. Yes, you have to stop him several times from taking one too many bites of the food. He'll probably smear some of it on your face just for an excuse to kiss it off, or it can evolve into a food fight. You're surprised when he's the one to bring the fight to a stop, then he insists that food must not be wasted and that's when you understand.

Sage will scoff about how he doesn't care how the food comes out, "y'all can either eat it or find your own thing," but he does care, especially about your (and Tulsi's) opinions. His eyes are fixed to your face after he spoon-feeds you something, but he quickly averts his gaze when you catch him in the act. Please put his heart at ease and tell him it's great, or show him what might need fixing. Sage is surprisingly accepting of criticism when it comes to food.

Unless that criticism is coming from Felix, then Sage will tease him about how spoiled the bourgeoisie must be. Little does Felix know that Sage does keep all his little complaints in mind, not that he'd ever admit to it.

If anyone is more likely to flub a recipe it's probably Lucan. This man doesn't know his spices and what's even worse is it doesn't matter to him because he'll eat anything. Like Sage, he likes his beef raw and never had any reason to adjust to something different.

You'd probably have to introduce him to baking yourself. Then you'll have to keep stopping him from trying to shovel all the whipped cream into his mouth. This grown man can't resist a sugar high.

His favorite part is when the batter is in the oven and he can watch it rise, just... this mountain of a guy sitting cross-legged before the oven watching it like he's in a trance.

He keeps Elowen in mind when drawing cute kitty faces on cupcakes, because he knows his cool and stoic sister can't resist a cute kitty face. Elowen can't help it, though; her little brother will always be a baby to her and anything sweet that he does for her might make her tear up just a little.

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Omg your Sage HC about the road trip is amazing! If you have more ideas about the road-trip (*cough* only one bed in a hotel room trope *cough*) (sorry don’t know what happened to me there for sec, guess I need some water) then it would be much appreciated. If not then continue posting amazing things and have a wonderful day or night!!

Anon I want you to know that when my friend (the one who requested the road trip one) first asked me about it, a hotel followup with that same trope was my immediate thought. It is already in my drafts babe 💖 now go drink some water you sound thirsty

Also I kinda am hoping to make this at least a three part thing because I wanna do one where you guys are actually at the location you're traveling to (maybe the beach?) but that's only if you guys wanna read it

GN!Reader, NSFW under the cut, slight mention of drool, read the original one here, maybe in the next installment you guys will finally fuck but for now we're continuing to torture our cat boy

Four hours.

Fifty-seven minutes.

Twenty-one seconds.

That's how long it took to get from the gas station to the inn where you're all staying tonight. Luckily it's been a much smoother trip, both in terms of the road and how Sage is handling himself. Taking the edge off really had made all the difference.

Well, that and discreetly shoving some ice cubes down his pants when you were leaning forward to ask Anisa something. That also helped a lot.

It helped some things. Did wonders for his pants. Did nothing for the seemingly perpetual blush on his face or the fluttering in his chest. He spent much of the drive feigning a headache (to be fair his head did feel funny but it was more like he kept zoning out because your hand would brush against his or his braid would fall across your shoulder/chest or you'd suddenly bump your cheek against his in a show of affection) and keeping his eyes closed.

And admittedly, a lot of that time was spent fantasizing about you. He has to bite his lower lip hard - more than once - because he thought too hard about nipping the crook of your neck.

You already look so pretty but he can't help but think you'd look prettier if you had a hickey or two. Or five. Preferably trailing down your chest- and then he has to bite the inside of his cheek so hard he practically tastes blood

Anyways when you guys finally pull up to the inn he's is So Very Ready to get some proper sleep. You guys can figure out a new seating system in the morning because he cannot go through that again. One day of blue balls is enough, thank you muchly.

Felix and Rime obviously share a room. That was never a question. But here's the thing; Elowen wasn't supposed to come with you. She was supposed to drive up with Lucan and Balsam. So originally you were gonna bunk with Anisa and Sage and Tulsi would slum it together. But Elowen, Anisa, and Tulsi now insist on sharing Anisa's room together. And her room is the one with the two beds. Sage's room has one bed.

Aaaaand there's no other rooms available.

Fine. He'll sleep on the floor. It's not a big deal.

So you guys get to the room, chatting about nothing and everything. That's one of the things he loves likes about you. He feels like he can tell you anything and you won't think any less of him for it.

You take your turns in the bathroom, changing into more comfortable clothes (d...do we think Sage sleeps naked? I think Sage sleeps either naked or in boxers but given the circumstances he will wear sweatpants but is still shirtless cause that's how he's comfy) and freshening up and whatever whatever.

And when you get out of the bathroom Sage is making himself comfortable on the floor. It's cold in here and he doesn't even have a blanket! So you tell him to stop being an idiot and get into bed.

.... Ooooh whyyyyy are you torturing him like this .............

He tries to protest but you peel back the covers for him and give him that innocent smile :) he's warm and it's cold in here so he'd be doing you a favor :) and besides, you like being close to him :)

,,,,,,,, I mean how can he say no?? He can't. So with a resigned laugh he crawls into bed.

A half hour later he's staring up at the ceiling, heart hammering in his chest. And speaking of his chest, you're laying on it. With your arms wrapped around his stomach. And your crotch pressed against the top of his thigh.

,,,,,,,,,,,,, he took care of this before. he can handle it. he won't be a pervert. this is fine, right?

Right?

10 minutes later and OhHoHoHoHo It Is Not Fine!! And He Is A Pervert!! And He's Gonna Fucking Lose It!

You're smushed up against him, snoring into the crook of his neck. You're drooling a little. Some of the spit rolls down to his collar bone. Maybe it's just because he's so worked up but it feels like fire against his sensitive skin. It sends a shiver down his spine in the best way.

His fingers are practically twitching at his sides. Gods he wants to wrap his arms around your waist and cuddle up to you and maybe wake you up to fuck because holy shit his cock is straining against his pants so hard that he feels like he's about to rip a hole in them.

But he can't do that. He's trying so hard (heh hard) to maintain the necessary boundaries because You Don't Know How He Feels Because He's Too Terrified To Tell You.

Well I mean what he feels right now is,,

Like,,,, okay you know how sometimes when your crotch is pressed really firmly against something it kinda throbs a little bit with your heartbeat?

He can't help but wonder what it is you're dreaming about because it seems like your heart is racing a little. Or maybe he's just imagining it?

..... He lets out a low hiss of frustration and ever-so-gently settles his hands on your hips. Gods his entire face is burning. He had no idea you were such a cuddler!! Maybe he should get you a stuffed toy or something? That seems like something you might- gah, focus! He can't be a perv right now!

It takes a bit of work to roll you off him and loosen your hands from around his chest. As he quickly gets to his feet, pulling in the waistband of his sweats to try and ease the pressure, you snuggle up to his pillow and give a little snort.

,,,,, gods you're so cute. He has to take a second to steady his heart and his knees before he slinks off to the bathroom.

This is ridiculous. This is ridiculous. This is the second time today he's had to lock himself in the damn bathroom so he can deal with this. What the hell is up with his libido lately?!

It's all because of you. Your warmth, your sweetness, your scent... You just..... Do something to him. Maybe someone braver than him would call it love.

But he's a coward. A shameful coward who's a damn pervert who is ripping off his pants so he can get into the shower. He's gonna deal with once and for all. An ice cold shower oughta fix- ooooooh the water is warm. It's the perfect temperature.

..... Damnit. It's with no small amount of self-loathing that he leans one hand on the wall and wraps the other around the base of his hard cock. His eyes flutter closed. It's what, two in the morning? He's tired. Maybe that's why it's so easy for him to imagine the warm pattering of water to be your steady fingertips tapping playfully along his skin, your soft lips peppering him with kisses, fuck it's a good thing the shower is loud because he can't stop grunting and whimpering.

And then he whispers your name.

It just slips out. He didn't mean to do that! He's trying so hard to be careful! But...

But he's been holding himself together all day while you were literally bouncing on his cock.

Honestly he's been holding himself together for fucking ages now. And he should feel bad about this - well, he does feel about this actually - but right now the warmth in his chest feels so good, so right that he can't help himself.

So he whimpers your name a little louder. A little louder. A little louder.

And when he finally does cum - he's so lost in his fantasies that he loses all track of time - it's while imagining you kissing his forehead and calling him a good boy while pumping his cock to completion.

But when he opens his eyes again he's just a drowned, pathetic cat in a shower at two in the morning fucking his own hand.

..... Gods he really needs to stop doing this.

He rinses off. Towels down enough to stop dripping. Shuts off the bathroom light. Carefully opens the door, making sure not to let it creak so he doesn't wa-

You're sitting up in bed on your phone. The click beside you reads 3:07 AM. When the bathroom door opens you look up at him curiously.

"Isn't it kinda early for a shower?"

........... Gods he really needs to stop doing this.

[sage-lesath]

hey since Sage got a knife kink do you think he would agree if mc ask him to carve their initial on his skin and vice-versa? btw I love your work and the realism aspect of it

oh geez ok!! holy shit don't do this to me anon i also have a kni–

tw // nsfw because of the mentions of blades, bleeding, carving on skin, stabbing, all that stuff so please scroll away if you're not comfortable with this!

Sage would be up for that. i mean, do you remember when we were training with him in chapter seven (six? eight? i forget), and our blade was already piercing his chest, breaking skin and already bleeding atp!! but he still looked up at us like he wanted us to fuck him right then and there go through with making a stabby on his chest??

honey, the man would rip his coat off his body before you finish asking him and even point the tip of your blade to where he wants your initials–

as for you asking Sage to carve his initials on your skin? nope, you will have to convince this man with everything you've got that you're fine with getting marked by his blade. you're precious to him, okay?? he can't just grab his sword and wound you like that? he'll bite to leave marks on you but he won't ever dare to break skin and make you bleed. how much more with his blade?

also thank you for appreciating my work!!? i- as far as i know or remember (i have shitty memory), i don't go for realism and just write what comes to mind... but when i went back to my work i went, huh... anon was right :D

but if you've convinced him enough,,, 👀

next, you should convince him that it's okay to flaunt his initials! who cares about what people think! you're his, right? why is he the only one who gets to boast about your initials carved onto his skin? that's not fair!

— cain

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Warm kitty, soft kitty, little ball of fur,

sleepy kitty, happy kitty, purr! purr! purr!🤗

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Some more last legacy as Tumblr posts

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need rime / elowen / saaros route more than i need air

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MC: We’ve been conducting an ongoing study to see what Sage will and will not eat.

Anisa : Grass? Yes!

MC: Moss? Yes!!

Anisa : Leaves? Ohh, yes!

MC: Shoelaces? Strange but true!

Anisa : Worms? Sometimes!

MC: Rocks? Usually nah.

Anisa : Twigs? Usually!

MC: Rime 's cooking? Inconclusive!

Felix: How did you… test this?

MC: You just hand them stuff and say ‘eat this’ and if they eat it, they eat it.

Felix: ... I don’t know how to feel about this.

Rime : IS THAT WHERE ALL MY SPARE SHOELACES WENT?

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Got a weird fantasy about what's going to happen in Sage's new chapter next year (damn, this sounds sad! But still) So we go to see Tulsi in her forest hideout and find there Elowen. She probably guards Tulsi and the new mobile version of her shop. May be Elowen hunts for food also and Tulsi cooks on fire. And probably they patch one another's wounds like it's the most normal and regular thing.

Those two are not dating yet, but there's obviously some very special kind of tension between them. And for sure they both deny it furiously. And blush.

And when they see you they both look relieved. And then they change strange looks and Tulsi grimases and murmurs something like 'ok, ok you win' and gives Elowen some money. And you figure out they made a bet nd you even see Tulsi's ashamed a little, but you can never make them tell what exactly they were betting about. It's rather if you're alive or if you're coming back. But they wan't tell no matter what 😼😼😼

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✧ LAST LEGACY — DANCING WITH THE ‘M3’ ✧

✧ FELIX ISKANDAR ESCELLUN —

he may not look the type but oh can he dance. he’s way too modest on the subject. or maybe he just wants to surprise you as he leads you out on the dance floor. he looks like he doesn’t want to be there, but you know better than anyone else that he was the one that suggested it. he was the one that held out his hand with a soft sigh, cheeks slightly flushed in embarrassment as he asked you to dance.

you accepted.

you honestly expected the usual felix, lazy and halfheartedly swaying to the music as if he really didn’t care to be at this stupid thing. what you got was him taking one hand and cupping your hip in the other as he took the lead. it brought a soft, surprised gasp from your lips which only made him laugh. “surprised?” he asks as he twirls you around the dance floor, astonishingly light on his feet for someone who claimed to hate such activities.

but he doesn’t look bored anymore because he’s smiling so softly, so sweetly at you. so much so that you get distracted and stumble into him. he steadies you and laughs as he presses his forehead against your own, brushing your noses together as he stops dancing just to sway with you. he doesn’t ask to kiss you. no, the yearning look on your face seems to say it all because you kiss him back without any prompting.

✧ SAGE LESATH —

oh, please. he already brags about anything and everything that he can. why is being able to dance no different?

he doesn’t ask to dance. he just takes your hand and leads you out to the dance floor without a second thought, flashing you that trademark smirk of his as he asks you if you’re ready to have your mind blown by his ‘amazing moves’.

he starts off slow, one hand on your hip after placing your hand on his shoulder himself. taking you around the dance floor as he hums to the music playing, looking down at you like you’re the only person in the world. you aren’t that impressed, honestly. the movements are simple at best so you tell him in that teasing way he loves so much.

he laughs and that’s when he turns up the heat, twirling you in a flurry before he’s dipping you. his hand dangerously close to your ass as your chest is practically pressed to his. he really can dance. you can barely keep up as he practically pulls you around the room, laughter spilling from him and then from you. it’s just so contagious. the bright look in his eyes keeps you going.

seeing him so pleased with himself because he was right is a delight. he knows that you know it too as he lifts you in the air before dropping you right back into his arms to kiss you just a fiercely as he danced. like the world revolves around the two of them.

✧ ANISA ANKA —

she thought it was customary to dance which is why she asked in the first place, but as she saw how happy you were once she asked..she began to look forward to it too as she walked you out onto the dance floor.

she could dance fairly well but her steps were calculated and practiced a little too much. like she was only following the rules instead of going with the flow of it until you took advantage of it and twirled her around, pulling a gasp from her before it turned into laughter. that’s when she realized she had been too focused on making the rights steps.

she spun you around in return, your laughter filling the air with hers as her movements became less practiced, more natural. she took in the way your eyes glittered with unfiltered joy and she swore this was the best thing in the whole world. because how could someone be so beautiful?

she pulled you off the side, dipping you immediately only to pull you into an earth shattering kiss. it was perfect and every other amazing word she could think. she couldn’t think of anything more magical.

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Random Last Legacy Headcannons

Tw: mentions of bones + mental illness

Rime struggles with depersonalization + dissociation

Sage wants to hold people's hand platanotically but is too scared if it coming off weird-

Anisa is the exact opposite of sage when i comes to platonic ham holding. If you're close friends be prepared to only have one hand free

Felix his names skulls/mostly completed skeletons

Sage and Anisa would be scared of escalators

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I MISS YOU SO MUCH SAGE

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So.... that's the post.

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Morning coffee ✨

please, I want some heart-warming morning coffee (or in-bed breakfast) with Sage, after ending and everything 😭💖 tbh I prefer hot cocoa...it's chilling here in the morning haha (still don't know what his time-skipped pants look like, so I just made it up lmao)

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He would calls us good girl/boy now