#but you guys can count on me!!! o7

[lilac-melody]

I already know how I'm going to write my "Making of Meoto" fic...

[syn4k]

holy SHIT those were some emotions that needed to escape

[astarionancuntnin]

Undisclosed Desires (Chapter 2)

summary: its the day after you and astarion indulged in each other's embrace. it shouldve been a once done deal, nothing more, but that last night ended with you questioning your feelings for the pale elf. you struggle to come to terms with those and the day might prove more difficult as you get trapped alone with him in a secluded dungeon

or in short:

rating: E

word count: 4k

pairing: astarion x you (fem!reader, sorceress tav)

cw: 18+. smut, porn with little-to-no plot, karlach gets hurt for the sake of the porn (shes doing her part o7), denial of feelings, sexual tension through the roof, dom!tav/reader, teasing, dry humping, begging, ear licking, vampire bites, kinda praise kink, sorta breeding kink, your honor- theyre both brat switches fighting to top the other.

a/n: at long last, chapter 2! i had so much fun with the dialogues, i hope you enjoy them as much as i did uwu. also, inspo song at the beginning is the same as chapter 1, but a different part of the song, and end of chapter song is a different one (that i linked at the end). let me know how you feel about the dynamic in this chapter 👀

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I shut my eyes

You call but I just cut the line

I know your style

I know that you want one more night

And I'm backsliding

Into this just one more time

-

You wake up this morning to the sound of your companions talking nearby. Instinctively, you reach for the spot next to you, only to find it empty. Figures. If it wasn’t for the aching pain in your muscles and the dizziness of your mind, you’d think what happened last night was just a dream.

The way Astarion had ravaged your body, how feral he was, the taste of him on your lips, how he felt between your legs…

Instinctively, you rub your thighs together, chasing the feeling from the previous night. You already feel that warmth between your legs as a result of those memories flooding back to you. You hear laughing outside your tent and it brings you back to the present moment ; your companions are probably waiting for you.

You quickly push aside any thoughts of him and reach for your clothes to get dressed up for the day. You take some time to prepare for what your companions have to say about the sounds that came from your tent last night. They had to have heard.

As you take your first step outside, Karlach is the first to greet you.

“Hey Soldier! Slept well? Doubt it was restful but it looks like you had the time of your life!” She nudges you.

“You can say that again! Those screams made me believe she was dying in there!” Shadowheart shouts, sitting near the campfire, before her and Karlach start laughing.

You feel yourself turn redder after each remark. Hells, I didn’t realize how loud I was.

“It did sound… intense. Are you sure you’re alright?” Wyll speaks up, more worried about you.

You lift your blushing face which was hiding in shame between your hands. “Oh, yeah no, I’m fine just- um,” you turn to Shadowheart, “Can I ask you to cast lesser restoration on me, please?”

She looks at you puzzled, “Can’t you cast it on yourself?”

“The only thing I wanna cast on myself at this very moment is eldritch blast, now, can you please cast the damn spell?”

“So much for the ‘great sorceress with limitless talents’,” she mocks you, reminding you of the very words you used back when you introduced yourself to her.

“SHADOW.”

“Fine, fine,” she scoots over the log, making space for you. “Come here, I’ll take care of you.”

You walk over to her and you sigh as you sit down, completely slouched over.

“Gods, he really did a number on you, huh,” she casts lesser restoration and you straighten up, instantly feeling much better. 

“Yeah, you should see the other guy,” you say, smiling, proud to have gained back your wits.

“Speaking of,” Wyll interjects. “We haven’t seen him all morning. We fully expected him to come out of your tent.”

“Huh, I did wake up alone,” you confess. “I just assumed he went back to his tent.”

“Heh! Maybe he’s still in there recuperating from your night together!” Karlach shouts, before laughing some more.

“Alright, alright, I’ll go check up on him,” you roll your eyes as you get up to walk towards his tent.

You’re glad it’s placed far enough from the campfire to be out of your friend’s sights. You didn’t want to give them more ideas if they saw you with the vampire this morning. You call out his name before opening the flap of his tent, only to reveal it to be empty. 

“Looking for something?”

You slightly jump, as if you were caught doing something you shouldn’t have, and quickly turn around to face him.

“Gods, you startled me.”

He walks towards you, shirtless, with his hair still damp from his morning bathing and his trousers hanging loosely around his hips.

“Terribly sorry dear, I would never do this to you intentionally.”

His little smile is unnerving. Your heartbeat quickens, and you frown at yourself; You can’t allow yourself to falter this early in the day. You take a deep breath, your way to gain back control over yourself. 

“We’re almost ready to leave, so I came looking for you,” you try to look elsewhere but you’re mesmerized by his sight.

“Well, here I am now. Can I… help you with something?”

He raises his hand and strokes your cheek gently with the back of it, his face dangerously getting near yours. You feel your face burning hotter and it takes everything in you to push yourself away from him.

“We should really go, just– get dressed. I’ll uh, I’ll wait for you around the campfire with the others.”

You turn around completely flustered and walk back to your companions.

“Again?!” Karlach exclaims as she sees the state you’re in. “At this rate, you’ll turn redder than me!”

You wanna crawl into the depths of the hells and never come back up.

—

Today’s quest brings you to a secluded dungeon. Your findings from the previous days led you there in search for more information about an artifact you previously found throughout your adventure. If you’re correct, you should find here what’s missing for it to work. Now the only thing left to do is actually finding that missing piece.

With a swift flick of his wrist, Astarion opens the door to the lower grounds. As the door opens, you’re greeted by damp air and a musty smell. The place is dusty and covered in spiderwebs. Whatever you’re looking for must be here judging by the fact that no one has been down here in ages. You all walk in and notice that the place is a damned maze filled with countless rooms. You split up from the group, starting the search on your own, and the first room you walk in greets you with an absurdly obvious trap. You sigh, discouraged, as you fall back against the wall next to the entrance. Guess I won’t be able to avoid him much longer.

“Astarion? A hand?!” Your voice echoes through the hallways, followed by the sound of his footsteps.

He makes his way towards you nonchalantly, “You called, dear?”

“Can you take care of this?” You point towards the device.

He leans over you, his arms caging you between him and the wall, “I could, if you were to ask nicely.” His face hovers dangerously close to you, you can feel his cold breaths ghosting over your lips. It would be so easy to just tilt your head up and close the gap… No, you can’t let him win this. Last night was just a mutual agreement. An exchange of sorts. Nothing more, nothing less.

You cross your arms over your chest, creating some distance between the two of you, “Don’t push your luck.”

“Oh well, I assume you know how to deal with such an intricate mechanism then, if you’re so much better than I am?”, he wears his typical shit-eating grin.

You roll your eyes and step over your pride, “Fine. Can you please disarm this trap so we can carry on?” 

“See? Now, was that so hard?” He gives you a playful look before getting to work.

You stand next to him as he fickles with the machinery when you hear a loud commotion from afar.

“FUCK!”

You recognize the voice from your fiery friend and waste no time running towards the source of her scream, only to find her in a terrible state with Shadowheart kneeling next to her. Her leg is barely recognizable. Whatever got her rendered her unable to fight from now on.

“What happened?!”

“Godsdamned trap got me, shit!” She keeps groaning in pain.

“Alright, Shadowheart, do you think you can take care of her wounds?”

“I can stabilize her, but she won’t be able to carry on with her injuries, we need to head back to camp as soon as possible so I can tend to her,” she explains.

“Okay, okay,” your eyes wander between your friends as you’re thinking of a solution. “Yeah, okay, you’re right, I’m not risking Karlach’s life on this,” the cleric nods in agreement, “But we can’t back track now. Who knows what else this trap triggered, it might’ve alarmed someone. We are so close to finding the answer, I can't risk letting it slip past us.”

Shadowheart raises as she’s about to argue but you cut her off, “Don’t worry, I still believe you two should head to the camp. Astarion and I will carry on.” You feel Shadowheart’s glare of disapproval. “I swear we’ll be careful and we’ll run back to you guys should we encounter a situation that's too much for us.” You try to reassure your friend.

“Oooooooo, keeping Fangs all to yourself?” Karlach never missed an opportunity to tease you, even when in insufferable pain. You could respect that.

“Oh please, if it were up to me, he would be the one in that trap.”

“Rude,” Astarion remarks from behind you. You can’t help the smirk creeping up on your face.

“Fine,” the half-elf frowns in resignation. “We’ll head back– but don’t do anything stupid.”

“We wouldn’t dream of it,” Astarion adds sarcastically, as the two walk away.

With half of your party gone, you lose no time continuing your research. You didn’t want to spend any more time than necessary with half the manpower in unknown territory. You pass a few halls and rooms, each containing an absurd amount of traps for what little they were hiding, slowly getting discouraged from your lack of findings, when you hear rumble afar.

You both still, listening to the sounds, when you realize they are making their way towards you. 

“Hide!”, you barely whisper.

Before he can react, you roughly drag Astarion with you in the next open room and slam the door behind you. You acted faster than you could think ; the sound of the door was loud and the footsteps are now getting faster and louder. You try to remain calm to avoid drawing any more attention than necessary when you see the expression change on your companion’s face, followed by him yelling.

“What in the sweet hells is wrong with–!”

You don’t give him time to finish his sentence as you push him against the stone wall by his waist with the force of your whole body, while your other hand covers his mouth. You stare intensely into his eyes and mouth a “shh”, as silent as you can, to convey the urgency for him to shut up as the rumble of the footsteps get even closer to your location. He blinks rapidly and nods, understanding your motion, but brings his hand up to remove yours from his mouth. You hear the footsteps stop nearby and your heart pounding in your chest as your breathing stills. Your eyes dart towards the door, anxiety building up in your chest. Anything could be outside. You cannot risk getting into a fight you couldn’t handle. Against his own good, Astarion speaks up yet again.

“Let’s just kill–”

And you shut him up, again. 

This time, with a kiss.

It’s a surprise to both of you. It was sudden, instinctive. You’re not sure what took over you, but at this moment, it seemed to be the best course of action. You stay motionless for a moment before pulling away, slowly. You hear the sounds outside your room getting further away and you finally breathe out in relief. He looks at you with an annoying smile painted over his face.

You notice him observing you. “You really need to learn when to shut up,” you say, a poor excuse to try and justify your actions, as a blush takes place over your cheeks.

His lidded eyes observe your lips before making eye contact again, “And you think you know better?”

“I know I do,” you frown slightly. 

He keeps smiling, that damn annoyingly confident smile. “I’m afraid you’ll have to teach me, then. I’ve been known to be awfully loud.”

You scoff. The audacity of this man.

Initially, that first kiss was never supposed to lead to anything else. It was spontaneous, a means to an end, just like your last night spent together. Anything to stop him from talking, whatever would save you from being found. But you couldn’t deny the feelings that fluttered in your stomach, the butterflies in your chest. 

He continues, his words dripping with sarcasm, “I’m sure a sorceress of your expertise must have some way to silence a noisy rogue like myself.”

You realize then : all along, you didn’t hate him, you hated the fact that you were attracted to him, to that damn attitude of his. Truth is, you couldn’t have enough of that banter between the two of you. Every morning, that was the thing you were looking forward to. There was no denying yourself anymore ; you chased the feeling of arguing with this overblown, pretentious asshole. You wanted him, in more ways than one, and in any way he would offer himself to you.

“I can think of a few tricks,” you lean over him the same way he did you earlier, your faces barely an inch apart.

“Try me,” his voice is barely a whisper by now.

You let your feelings guide your next move as you pull him in by the collar of his armor, crashing your lips against his. If he saw this as a game, you intended to win. As the kiss depends, you’re taken back to that scenario you played in your head the night before, prior to Astarion’s visit.

At the next corner, you would’ve pushed him by the waist against the nearest wall and shut his pretty mouth up. 

Your kiss started out rough, but it quickly became passionate, it engulfed both of you into a world of your own. His hands roamed up your back and down your waist, pulling you in closer, reaching for more contact. Your sorcerer robe allowed for you to feel how tightly he grabbed you and yet, it didn’t feel like enough. You wished for nothing more than having your skin being ravished by his touch.

You would’ve taken the chance to let one of your hands roam through his silky smooth, curly hair, pulling it enough to get a moan out of him. 

Oh, and how soft it was. Freshly washed from this morning, his curls felt like silk through your fingers. You let your hands linger in his hair, combing through it, before lightly pulling it back. He groans in your mouth as a response, not parting from your lips just yet, and you smile through it.

How you would’ve parted his legs with your own, and grinded against his crotch, feeling his growing bulge.

You easily push yourself between his legs and grind against him. He pulls back from your kiss then, gasping in surprise. With the threat outside the room being long gone, you welcomed any noise you would get out of him. You feel his cock getting harder against your leg and you keep rubbing him up and down, creating more pressure over his member. He rests his head on your shoulder, breathing hard, his hold on you getting tighter. 

“Hells, darling, I didn’t think you had it in you,” he pants.

“Mmh, seems like I’ve got a lot more to teach you then.”

You reach for your trousers under your robe, letting them fall down after loosening  your belt, before reaching for his, pulling them down just low enough to expose his cock which is already leaking with pre-come. He hisses when you grab a hold of him, your mere touch sending shivers down his spine.

You smirk at the visible reaction he has to you, feeling powerful over him. Such a contrast compared to your last night tryst. This time, you were guiding this dance.

You guide him towards your entrance, only to grind yourself over him. He slides so easily between your wet folds and you can’t help the moan escaping your lips. The friction over your clit is nothing short of euphoric. You swing your hips back and forth, coating his length with your arousal, as he holds onto your waist for dear life. You grab his face and pull him closer so your foreheads touch, then take a moment to admire the mess you’re making of him, and by the Gods, what a pretty mess he was. His parted lips, gasping between each stroke you would allow him, his eyes fluttering open, lost in the feeling of your thighs squeezing him, his roughed up curls from the sweat building up on his forehead. 

He was beautiful.

You feel him moving on his own, trying to change positions so he has more control, but it's not something you will allow this time. You take his hands from your waist and push them against the wall he was leaning against, never stopping the rhythm you had going on. 

“What do you think you're doing?” Your voice is coated with desire.

“Please, let me in,” he begs.

“Do you think you deserve it?”, you say, playfully.

“Gods, I– yes, yes I do!”, he whines.

“Beg more.”

“What?! I will not–”, before he can finish his sentence, you reach for his ear with your tongue and give it a lick from the base to the tip. “Mmmgh ah, fuck–” 

“What was that?” You nibble on his ear.

“I– Ah–,” his entire resolve crumbles. “Please, love, I need you please,”  he begs again, his voice faltering.

You continue to lick and nibble on his ear. “See? Now, was that so hard?” you tease, using his own words against him.

“Oh, you little– ah–!”

You cut him off as you raise your leg to hook it to his hips allowing you for a better angle as you push him inside you slowly. You’re so wet from teasing him that he slides in without any resistance.

You throw your head back, taking in the feeling of him filling you, and at the vision of your exposed neck, Astarion leans in the crook of your neck, bared fangs scratching the spot he previously fed from you. You feel his cold breath along with the wetness of his tongue, lapping at your healed wound. You sense what he wants to do and although you crave it and you would let him do it, you don’t wanna give in so easily.

You stop all motion and with him buried deep inside of you, your hand lingering in his hair grabs a handful of curls to pull him back, away from your prized neck, holding him in place. 

He growls insistently, his true nature coming back to him.

“Give me one good reason,” you tug harder.

Through his ragged breath, he smiles playfully, “I just wanted a snack for the road.”

“You drank last night, you don’t need it,” your tone comes out raspy and aggressive despite your enjoyment of the situation.

“But you want this,” he pauses, watching your reaction. Your answer isn’t spoken, as much as it’s seen : your chest rises higher with each panting breath you take, your eyes flutter, drunk on lust, and your core is dripping wet, your combined fluids leaking against your leg. “Don't you?” He knows both of you know it's a fight for control. 

You thrust roughly, once, to reassert your position over him, making him whimper. “And just what makes you think that?”

He locks eyes with you, a grin painting over his face. “You seemed to enjoy it last time.”

“Hardly.”

“My dear, you can deny it all you want, but I can read you like an open book.”

You hated how he always managed to have the last word. One day, you tell yourself, It’ll be me. But for now…

“Shut up and bite me.”

The second you let go of your grasp in his hair, Astarion dives in the nook of your neck, plunging his fangs in your pulsating vein. You cry out at the sharp sting you feel and once the initial pain settles in, you pick back up the rhythm you had earlier, making the elf groan as he drinks you in. He was right, his bites had the effect of an aphrodisiac on you. You would never tell him though, his ego was inflated enough as is, admitting it would only make him more insufferable than he already is.

His hold on you became tighter and the more he drank, the less your strength allowed you to keep your position, but the build up down your stomach only grew. You didn't want to falter so close to the end.

“Astarion…” you warn him.

He growls against your neck and takes one last sip of your liquid gold before removing his fangs from you, licking off the new wound he created to clean you up. That's something else you could appreciate from the vampire ; no matter how selfish you found him, he did seem to respect the boundaries you established. He would absolutely push all of your buttons but when it came to sex he seemed more attentive, responsive. You never wanted to fall for him, but your heart had other plans.

You cross your arms around his neck, closing any remaining distance between your two bodies and with all the energy left in you, you thrust harder, and faster, letting yourself get lost in the overwhelming feeling he provided between your legs. Now that you had experienced him once, you craved getting filled up by him, only him, as much as possible, as much as he wanted to. You wanted to be his. 

“Darling, I’m close–”

“Come, let go for me,” you breathe in his ear before licking him again. “You’re so pretty when you come inside me.”

Your last words combined with the stimulation you’ve given him trigger his collapse in your arms. He grasps your hips vigorously, pulling you flush against him, allowing him to unload himself deep inside of your womb. You fall over the edge shortly after, drinking in the feeling of his semen filling you up. You fantasized constantly about being filled to the brim by him. Used over and over again, leaking from his seed, the act merely done to defile you in his image. You clench around his length, your legs shaking as you picture yourself overflowing with his come and ride out the wave of electrifying pleasure that courses through you.

As you come down from your high and let your leg down, you reach for something to grab a hold of so as to not completely fall over. Astarion had completely slouched over the wall you fucked him over, he was not an option. The nearest thing that seemed solid enough was an empty torch holder placed right next to the door which you grab without second thoughts. The last thing you expected was for it to pull down as you grabbed it. Even less that it opened a secret trap door in the middle of the room, from which a pillar came out of. You stay in place for a moment, piecing together what just happened, with Astarion making eye contact with you, just as puzzled as you were.

Before you now stands an altar with a very clearly placed piece of dark metal, shaped strangely like the pattern you remember being described in the previous document you found. You put your trousers back on, dismissing the mess between your legs, and grab the missing piece, connecting it to the artifact you held, to see it click in place.

“No fucking way.”

Astarion smirks, as if he was responsible for your discovery, proud of himself, “Wouldn’t have found that out with Karlach now, would you?”

He will never let you live this down.

-

When you're around me, I'm radioactive

My blood is burning, radioactive

I'm turning radioactive

My blood is radioactive

My heart is nuclear

Love is all that I fear

[morskisir]

The public is VERY interested in your Sniper thoughts. Please, I need them. Phobias? Eating habits? Can he dance? *Should* he? Is he aware when he makes direct eye contact he looks scary af? Is he good at poker or does he not even play?

You are one of my strongest followers o7 THANK YOU FOR THE QUESTIONS!!! I will answer them all individually below.

Phobias?

If we're talking about proper phobias and not fears in general, then he doesn't really have any? UNLESS you count social phobia, which, yeah, he's got that. (I would like to clarify social phobia and social anxiety disorder are different things but he's got both of them, so.)

Social phobia is like, specific social situations that will continuously bring you anxiety/fear. The shit that will have him shaking every single time is a person genuinely trying to get to know him. Even a simple question such as "What's your favourite colour?" could set him off into a state of anxiousness. He LOATHES conversations like that, he wants to be left alone, he's not anyone you should pay attention to, he's not interested in doing this, go away. His fear of being known past the point of "professional assassin" is deep and greatly impacts his life. What the fuck are social relationships am I right?

Another social situation would be: phone calls! You can imagine how nice it is for him to only be able to call his parents when he isn't visiting them at their home in Oz. <3 It's the fear of I cannot see this person and I don't know how they're really reacting to this. He already isn't the best at reading people's faces, phone calls are just another level of hell.

2. Eating habits?

MEAT. MEEEAAAAT- if he could get away with only eating meat the rest of his life he fucking would. Alas, meat doesn't give your body all of the fuel it needs. Heartbreaking. (Not for me I dislike meat sdgkhdskg)

He will still insist on having meat in every fucking meal, and do not, do NOT make a steak that isn't at least a little bit raw. This guy's an animal. Give him his blue steak or he'll think your cooking is shit.

Anyways, I wouldn't say he eats a lot. He eats enough, I guess. Cunt's just running on a lot of coffee + a couple of cigarettes. He's more addicted to caffeine than tobacco.

3. Can he dance?

No. I don't know if Australian schools did this, let alone in his time, but if they did: he would skip every single P.E. class where they would do dancing instead of just chucking some ball around. He is SCARED he doesn't want to be in such close proximity with someone else hksdgkj (except Spy) (who said that) He doesn't have interest in learning how to dance, either. If he's drunk and you somehow get him to dance you'll see a horrible, non-existent dance move.

4. Should he?

No. Spy would beg to differ.

5. Is he aware when he makes direct eye contact he looks scary as fuck?

Yes and no. When he stares at someone on purpose to scare them away- it works! It's reliable! He's aware of the power that stare holds! He just doesn't realise he kind of always looks like that. The Stare(tm) is simply even more intense. There is a great darkness in his eyes........... /ref

6. Is he good at poker or does he not even play?

He can play it! He's only really decent at it- it's not his thing. Only really learned how to play it through peer pressure. (there is lore to this, but uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

Scout begs Sniper to play with him and he very begrudgingly accepts because no one else does hdsghj. He is very bored and would rather read his tracking books, but he cannot escape the ADHD. (You call out the smallest act of sympathy he just did and he'll beat the shit out of you)

^ Scout when he wants to play poker

[scucharlie]

TELL ME ABOUT THE BPD SLIME .. tell me ..... please ..............

MUTUAL QSMP SLIMERIANA OFC you have unlocked the silly guy ver of pandora's box >:3 this will not be ogrnaized just me going down bpd sympotms and pointing out how many fit qslime o7

A PATTERN OF INSTABLE RELATIONSHIPS -

1) with his dad , as we've heard in like early qsmp

2) mariana. I feel like this one shows more w mariana, for obvious reasons! like how they had a rocky relationship and he would often insult mariana / act like he hated her but would not let bbh insult her , and has shown to care for her multiple times

OH WHEN so after he saw quackity w a picture of Mariana he walked home saying "Mariana cheated on me - I fucking knew it, I've got nothing, I've nothing in the end I've got nothing." < man who fights with but also is insanely attached to his wife

CHRONIC FEELINGS OF EMPTYNESS -

GODDD I can't remember WHEN but I know he mentioned feeling numb or empty around foolish 💔💔 HEELLLLL

INTENSE MOOD SWINGS -

the beginning of the qsmp with mariana, does the gegg thing count? when he found quackity with mariana's photo and attacked the bull, I don't know if I count when juanaflippa died bc obviously his daughter died but! intense moodswihg between that!

EXOLOSIVE ANGER -

^ juanaflippa dying , when he was with mariana , him seeing the quackity picture, there's probably more examples

IMPULSIVE SELF DESTRUTIVE BEHVAIOUR -

exile is the BIGGEST example! (of self destructive stuff at least) obviously he fucked off into a island and completely isolated himself from everyone, and even on exile he wasn't taking care of himself and had very little stuff

attempting to kill the eggs, obviously impulsive,

drinking is another one, he did drink after juana died << again one that can be excused as, well his daughter died

UNCLEAR OR SHIFTING SELF IMAGE -

gegg. literally just the entire gegg arc WAS JUST THIS

FEAR OF ABANDONMENT -

again, it's like I feel like it shows with lije - even with everything, how during the funeral stream he said how he only has mariana left / not quoted i kinda remember this quote / there are probably better examples, but im kinda blanking x_x Mariana was / is a fp throygh cmon

this was probably kinda incoherent 💔💔 but tldr he has bpd to me end post :3

[cecilebutcher]

♡Meeting the in-laws♡

For my gorgeous bestie Cat<3

May Sephie be ready to deal with the chaos that is the Shroud and Olympia houses o7

Pop off queen

this took years e to write, and i am so sorry for that

Word count: 3.3k

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Summary: Idia takes Sephie to a family gathering for some odd reason, shit gets weird.

Warning: cursing smoking and drinking

For: @catboiie16

“Are you sure you wanna do this?” Sephie turned her head to look at her very worried boyfriend’s face. He was concentrated on the door in front of them and was fidgeting with his fingers “it’s not that my family will hate you. They’re just….. a lot, all the time” finally he looked at her. She smiled and nodded. “I’ve already spoken to Daria and she seems to like me, I’m sure the others will, or at least ,tolerate me”

Idia gave her a small smile back, before knocking on the front door. She tightened her grip on the basket she was holding, it was filled with some baked sweets she’d been preparing since earlier that morning. ‘Everything will be alright’ she thought to herself before the door opened.

Who greeted them was a lady with chocolate skin, dark night blue eyes and with long blonde wavy hair decorated with flowers. She wore a flowery yellow dress. Once she saw the two of them, her eyes softened and a warm smile appeared on her face. “Idia dear, how have you been?” She opened her arms slightly and surprisingly, Idia hugged her.

After a second he let go and the lady turned to her. “Hello sweetheart” she spoke softly and calmly, it made Sephie feel calmer and warm inside “I’m Dimitra, you must be Sephie. Such a pleasure to meet you darling” again, she opened her arms slightly, as if to say ‘you can hug me if you’d like’ but her face said ‘it’s ok if not’. Sephie ended up hugging her slightly before pulling away. The lady smelled like the sun and flowers, it was nice.

“Is that my baby?!” The lady, Dimitra, stepped away and another lady showed up. This one had pink hair tied in a low bun, light tanned skin and green eyes. She wore the most beautiful pink dress that reached just above her knees with small flowers decorating it. “Idia, baby! Come give your mamma a hug dearest!” Idia, for the second time today, hugged the lady without question.

After the two stopped hugging his mom grabbed him by the face and furrowed her brows “have you been cooped up in your room the whole week again? Idia, baby. You need to stop doing that you’re pale! Isn’t he pale Dimitra?” Dimitra sighed and grabbed Sephie’s forearm gently before pulling her inside “They’ll be at that for a while dear. Why don’t you come inside and meet the rest of the family?”

Sephie turned back to look at her boyfriend and boyfriend’s ,mom who were still at the door talking. “Um” she turned her attention at the blonde walking besides her “I brought some baked goods?” Dimitra looked at the basked the black head was holding up and took it from her hands. She lifted the lid and smiled “muffins, scones, macaroons and some tea leaves?” She looked up at her “thank you darling these look delicious”

“What looks delicious?” The two turned their head to who spoke. It was a dark skinned girl with brown and pink long hair, one of her eyes were gold while the other was pink. She wore an off shoulder red dress that barely reached her knees. Next to her was a guy with light caramel skin, red eyes and a man bun. He wore a black shirt with some beige pants, and for some reason had a dark beige hand bag. Instantly Sephie recognized the girl as Lillian Agape, one of the models that you always saw everywhere.

“Ah. Lillian, Lex. This is Sephie, she brought baked goods and tea leaves” Lillian peered into the basket and grabbed a scone before taking a bite out of it. “Mm” he hummed “this is good Sephie!” A small blush appeared on her face at the compliment. “And I love your hair, it’s so nice! You have to tell me what you do to it!!” Lillian grabbed her hands without warning and smiled at her “you are gorgeous. And so cute! Isn’t she Lexy?” “Yup” said the guy as he ate some muffins. “Where are my manors, As miss Dimitra said. I’m Lillian, the idiot stuffing his face is my boyfriend Lex. And you know Miss Dimitra how?” “Oh I just met her. I’m dating Idia” “what?!”

Sephie jumped a bit at the sudden shout “what do you mean you’re dating Idia?!” Lex came over and asked “You look far too good to be dating Idia” Sephie frowned at that. She didn’t know why people would say things like that. Yes, Idia was a big weird, but he could be a sweetheart when he wanted. And the fact that someone from his family would think something like that was horrible. Before she could say anything, Lillian hit Lex in the chest, earning a small grunt from him “don’t be mean! Idia’s a great guy! Ignore him Sephie, Lex is a dumbass all the time”

She gave a last glare to her boyfriend before locking her arms with Sephie and walking away. Sephie kept glancing back at her. When she came here she didn’t think she’d meet someone like Lillian motherfucking Agape. She was known as one of the most gorgeous people in the world. Her skin was as soft as feathers and hair extremely shiny. She basically looked straight out of a painting. The best part about her? The fact that she managed to become such an inspiration for plus sized people in a community as brutal as modeling. “What type of tea did you bring?” Sephie jumped slightly before looking away quickly, her face going a bit red as she’s been caught staring at the girl besides her. “Pomegranate, Daria asked me to Bering her some today” Lillian only hummed as the two continued to walk.

“Ah, I’m sure you’ve already met our beloved Ortho” Lillian nodded towards the robot who was too preoccupied with what looked to be a tea party with a child and another teenager. “The kid is Xena, She’s Lex and Daria’s youngest sister. The one sitting in the middle is Aison, they’re the second youngest of the Olympia family at 16” Lillia informed her as they walked closer. “Hi you three! I brought a guest with me!” “Hello Sephie Rose!” Greeted Ortho with his usual enthusiasm “How have you been today?” Sephie smiled at him “I’ve been well Ortho, what about you?” “I’ve been well as well”

The kid, who had tan skin one yellow one green eye and brunette bangs while the rest of her hair was grey fashioned into two pigtails, looked up at her with big wondering eyes before holding up a cup to her “Earl grey tea miss?” She asked with a bright smile that reached her eyes. “I’m Xena by the way! Nice to meet you! You’re really pretty!” Sephie smiled back at the child and took the cup from her hand “thank you, you are also very pretty Xena” Xena giggled and went back to her tea. “I’m Aison, if Lillian didn’t tell you” the other teenager, with chocolate skin with white patches here and there, almost black purple wavy hair that almost reached his shoulders and purple eyes while he wore a white and pink shirt underneath a colorful jacket and blue jeans.

Sephie smiled at them as well “well it is lovely to meet you as well, Aison” Aison simply smiled before chugging the still hot tea and pouring himself another cup. Before Sephie could even process what they just did Lillian dragged her to another room. “Sorry about Aison. They’re nice and cool and all, but so weird” Sephie glanced back behind her at the three, a bit worried for the teenager, only to find the three laughing with one another. “Don’t worry Sephie” Lillian reassured with a smile “they’ll be fine, they just like messing around is all”

Sephie returned the smile before averting her gaze and looking back in front of her. She was glad Lillian was with her since Idia was busy being berated by his mom. The day before she was freaking out internally over meeting the Shrouds and Olympia’s, but so far things seemed ok. “Lillian, Lex is looking for you” Hearing that voice somehow made Sephie relax a bit “Good evening Daria” the brunette nodded her head at her in acknowledgment before turning to the pink eyed girl standing arm in arm next to her.

“I’ll continue showing Sephie around. Go deal with your dog” Lillian rolled her eyes at the taller girl “Lex is not a dog, he’s my boyfriend. Honestly sometimes I feel like you hate your brother” Lillian spoke as she let go of the black haired girl next to her “I’ll see you around Sephie” her smile returned as she addressed the younger girl “Daria will take great care of you. I just know it” before leaving she gave Sephie a quick kiss on the cheek and a small wave.

Daria let out a tired sigh before turning around “follow me, Dinner is almost ready so let’s get this over with” Sephie nodded and followed after the girl, who she noted was moving a bit slower then usual. As the two walked in silence Sephie started to wonder where exactly her boyfriend was. There’s no way Acantha still had him at the front door talking about his complexion and diet. Though, from what she heard about the lady she wouldn’t put it past her in all honesty.

“You’ve yet to meet the twins and Nestor, correct?” Sephie was broken out of her thoughts by Daria’s question as they walked into a room. She shook her head in response before stopping as Daria placed a hand in front of her “carful, who knows what those three planted” Sephie blinked in confusion before her eyes wandered to three teenagers. One was on a ladder placing a bucket on top of a door while the other two were at the base of the ladder telling him a bunch of things.

“The one on the Ladder is Nestor. He’s the Kleptomaniac of the family, but he’s also very reliable and often delivers messages from and to dad” the one she was speaking of was a brunet boy wearing a messenger hat and a blue hoodie, she also noticed that his shoe had little wings on, which she thought were adorable.

“The silver haired girl is Cinda. She’s the only one of us that doesn’t go to Royal Sword, She’d also the only one that would rather spend her days with her pets then with actual people” the girl, that as Daria noted had Silver hair, had dark skin and was wearing a crop top with baggy pants and had sunglasses on her head, she also wore an earring in the shape of the sun.

“Lastly is Cyrus, he’s the blond and dad’s favorite. He’s the singer, the doctor, the nicest. Basically he’s everything parents want from their kids. But he’s also the bitchiest of us all” Sephie stared at Cyrus, and just as she thought, it was the Cyrus she thought of. He was taller then she thought, but other then that he was just as he looked in the magazines and album covers.

The two approached and the first to notice was Cinda, who gave the two a small nod before going back to holding the ladder for her brother. “We have a guest you three. This is-“ “Sephie Rose, Idia’s lover, she’s in pomefiore. Yeah I know who she in Darie” Sephie blinked in confusion. Had Idia or Daria told the boy about her. From Daria and the twins expression they weren’t surprised that he knew who she was.

“Cyrus” the blond said and gave the back of her hand a small kiss “pleasure to meet you miss Rose” Sephie’s face went pink a bit at the sudden kiss, Which rewarded Cyrus a slap on the head by his sister. “Ignore him Sephie, he’s like that with everyone” just then Nestor dropped from the top of the ladder. That’s when she noticed that the hat he was wearing casted a shadow over his eyes making them completely invisible. “So, Sephie” he said as he tapped the ladder with a small keychain, causing it to disappear “where is our beloved blue haired cousin?”

Sephie blinked at him but quickly responded “last time I saw him he was talking to his mother at his door” “oh aunt Acantha is here?” Cinda asked as she placed on the pair of glasses “sweet, well, nice to meet you Sephie and goodbye” she gave the Raven haired a small pat on her shoulder and left, not bothering saying goodbye to her siblings. Daria lets out an annoyed sigh before walking away “dinner’s almost ready” “coming Darie!” Nestor responded as he followed behind his eldest sister.

Cyrus smiled at the girl and offered her his elbow. Reluctantly, she looped her arm around his forearm then started walking with him. She glanced up at the blonde, he was a few cm taller than him, and just like the magazines and interviews said, he was gorgeous. “Is everything alright, Miss Rose?” He asked, looking at her with the corner of his eyes “you’re staring”. She quickly looked away, a bit embarrassed by being caught.

“Apologies” she said , still not looking at him “I didn’t mean to stare” Cyrus let out a small chuckle “It’s alright I get it. I’m gorgeous” he said in a joking tone “you are, and I love your songs. The ocean and I is my favorite album of yours” “really? Most people aren’t too fond of that” As the two continued to walk to where Sephie assumed was the dining room, they talked about music, movies, magazines whatever came to their minds. And surprisingly, the two had quite a few interests in common.

Soon they arrived at the dinning room, a large room with a long table in the middle. All the chairs were empty except for two. One was occupied by a guy wearing a simple plain grey jacket. The other chair, which was a bit further from the first guy, was occupied by a man in a black turtleneck. The most notable thing about him was his hair, flaming and blue, just like Idia. “Good evening Uncle, Seraphim” Daria greeted with a nod of her head to the two males. “This is Sephie, She’s a guest. Treat her with respect” She sat down and gestured for Sephie to do the same, which she did with no question “that’s my second eldest brother, Seraphim. And that’s India’s father, and my Uncle, Ambrose” Sephie nodded at the information given to her “it’s a pleasure to meet the two of you” “Like wise miss Sephie” Ambrose responded, not looking up from the book he was reading. Seraphim, however didn’t respond.

Cyrus and Nestor sat a few chairs away from them and next to Seraphim. Or, well, Cyrus did. Nestor decided to rest his cheek on his older brothers’ head and watch him work on whatever it was he was working on. Sephie sat there in silence, unsure if she should start the conversation or not. Cyrus was on his phone, Ambrose was working on some paperwork, Daria was reading and Nestor and Seraphim were talking in hushed voices.

“Good evening everyone” Greeted a soft voice. A small smile tugged at Sephies face as the owner of the voice sat down next to her son, with Cinda sitting at the other side of her. Cyrus greeted his mother with a kiss to her head, while the others gave their own version of a greeting. “The rest are on their way”

After what felt like forever, but was probably only a few minutes, Idia appeared and sat next to her. She smiled at her boyfriend and placed her hand on top of his. In response to that, he looked at her and gave her a small smile before gripping her hand lightly.

In the corner of her eyes, she caught sight of Idia’s mother staring at her as she sat next to her husband. Upon being caught, she gave the teenager a warm smile before she started speaking to her husband.

Soon, almost all the seats at the table were filled. Lex Seraphim and Lillian sat together in silence. Daria sat with Nestor and who she learned was his mother, Lucia. Cinda and Cyrus were bickering about something while their mother sat in between listening. and the shrouds were sat opposite on Sephie and Idia. only two seats remain vacant.

After a few minutes a yell was heard outside the dinning room, causing everyone to go quiet. right after heavy foot steps started making their way to the room, then the door burst open.

standing there, drenched from head to toe in water, was a man with grey hair and dark blue eyes. behind him was a tall dark skinned women trying -and failing- to not laugh. "would any of you" the man walked inside "like to explain this?" he asked, stopping at the head of the table, the lady following him.

"it was raining?" asked Nestor. "You got hosed down?" inquired Daria "You fought a shark?" guessed Aison. "You fell in a puddle" stated Cinda "You showered in your clothes?" asked cyrus. "you took a dive in the swimming pool" "no no, in the lake" said Lex after Lillian.

the man let out a sigh as he rubbed the bridge of his nose and sat down "no, a bucket fell on top of me" he looked around the table "Any ideas how that happened?" "Maybe its Karma" the lady sat next to him said, causing most people around the room to not and agree. "Nester?" the brunet looked up at the man "wanna share something with the class?"

he stayed quiet, then said "You haven't greeted our guest yet" while pointing directly at Sephie. at that moment, everyone's gaze turned to her, the two new arrivals a bit shocked to see, causing Idia to tighten his grip around her hand a bit. "apologies" the lady said "I hadn't realized you were there. I'm Eileen, the lady of the house. this" she pointed at the man "is my idiotic husband, Aegaeon" "I apologize for that whole show Miss?" "Sephie Rose, its a pleasure" "The pleasure is ours, miss rose" Aegeon replied with a nod of his head.

soon the food was being placed on the large table and the room was filled with chatter and laughter. Sephie realized that around his family, Idia was a lot calmer and talkative. he joked around with his cousins, and even got into a debate with his uncle and older cousin. After everyone finished they moved to the garden where they had sweets, her own pastries and teas sat near the center.

everyone was talking and having fun. the adults sat at a table taking while having tea, Cinda and Xena were playing withe some wolves that just appeared, Idia Ortho and Seraphim were gathered around a table talking bout something she couldn't hear, Daria and Lex walked around the large garden talking, which left Lillian and Cyrus sat next to her, Cyrus was playing a ukulele while Lillian was quietly humming along and asking Sephie question about herself.

she smiled softly to herself, she felt like she'll enjoy being part of this chaotic family.

comments are more than appreciated. but reblogs help the content reach more people so please reblog if you want to like<3 likes do nothing. Seriously, don't like, reblog.

[tricksofthefae]

Reverse: 1999 OC Template

Hi guys!! Straer here, I made a document detailing everything in the character profiles you would find in game. It's a little long, but here's the link so you can make your own OCs fully detailed, like they're in game!!

I originally made it for myself and a friend, but I figured that you guys would appreciate it too. (I'm not too sure what flair this would go under, so if it gets taken down I'll post a new one somewhere, I promise!!)

As you can see, this is version 2 of the document! If there's a lot you guys want me to add, I will gladly make another version. If you are confused and want an example, just ask in the replies! I'll help all I can.

The top part of the document DOES count as the 'credit' for the doc, but honestly, it's just there so I can prove the document is mine. I don't mind if you delete it, but I would love if you kept it.

Straer out! o7

[seelestia]

YOU HAVE A GUARANTEED FROM CLARA BECAUSE CLARA'S VA IS PRESIDENT AVENTURINE SIMP WHICH MEANS YOU WILL GET DOUBLE EARLY FIVE STARS TRUST ME BRO IM FROM THE FUTURE !!!

THANK U, MIREI / USER MILK-VIOLET / TIME TRAVELLER FROM THE FUTURE !!! i am here to dedicate the most monumental wins in my life to you & emily (the avenation's president) o7

so pls allow me to ramble a bit abt how my pulls went:

he came home EARLY !!!! 31 pity counts as pretty early to me like i genuinely did not believe my eyes at first. but who am i to complain 🫣🫣 i also got his LC!!! not as early since it came at 69 pity - but still the first 5* LC that i've ever pulled for willingly LMAO so it's still a win in my book! congrats to this silly guy for breaking my no-warping-for-LC's streak ig 💔

by the time i got aventurine & his LC, i have 55 warps left + 12 more from the starlight exchange for jingliu.... but she did not come home and e2 bronya did instead. this woman is stubborn 😔 so now it's either i continue grinding jades for her or i save 'em all for sunday (delulu) !!!!

MOVING ON - i spent the whole day maxing his traces, so i wanted to show his build aka my blood, sweat and tears. HERE COMES THE BOY !!!! his crit ratio is 30/184 with just the relics - but thanks to his traces & LC (that provide a crit rate boost based on def & a crit dmg boost respectively), this man's stats in combat went 🆙🆙. here's a comparison for my aven's crit ratio out of battle vs in battle!

(ignore the team setup on the right: that's my default farming team with a free slot for support charas that i borrow from friends 🏃 i run him w/ ruan mei, silver wolf and dr. ratio! rip luocha ur services will be missed)

from what i observe, he does a consistent 50~60k with his ult and an average 25~35k with his FUA. i'd say that's good !!! his shield in itself is already op. regrettably, i wished he could have more SPD, but i'll take what i can get! all that matters is that he's here safe and sound <3

[tubborucho]

thank you tubblings for staying by our side o7. as a ghostie of not quite 3ish years it’s always been like this and it’s also why we’re kinda trigger happy when it comes to fighting criticism because we’re one the smaller fanbases, and there’s just not enough of us to combat the mis/disinformation.

it’s just really nice to finally have other mains like and defend our guy cause that wasn’t really something that we got before

Yeah, I completely understand. I haven’t watched Bad at all before QSMP (where I liked him moderately for a long time), and we had a rough patch when Bad and Tubbo cubitos were beefing, but I always thought of him as a very nice and smart person. And Purgatory opened me the world where I genuinely adore him.

Plus, ngl, after Bee Duo stopped interacting, it was kinda the same for Tubbo mains. Like, genuinely, he would be criticized and canceled for a breath in wrong direction. Horrible times. It’s so much better now, but still there are MOMENTS.

I dunno what will happen with our fanbases next, but as long as cc!Bad doesn’t do something actually awful for real, you can count on me to be your ally :D

[simple-seranade]

@hopepetal agent of chaos reporting for duty o7

Schlatt glances warily at his approaching opponent, the uproarious cheers of the crowd making his head pound. Rolling forward in a golden wheelchair, the man is dressed in a suit with a combination of colors so mismatched that Schlatt wonders if he even looked putting it on. To top it all off, a cartoonishly large top hat sits atop his head. Scars run across his nose and cheeks, proof of the battles he fought to get here- the disgraced president heard that crow guy’s wife got in a few solid swings.

He’s… ruggedly handsome, with a beaming grin and warm eyes behind the golden monocle he wears- even Schlatt will admit that. Still, something about him is sharp, a subtle piercing in his gaze as he looks Schlatt up and down. A voice as bubbly and smooth as a glass of champagne speaks up.

“So you’re my opponent! I’ve heard so much about you! The name is Scar, mayor of Good Times- and also the shopping district.” He sticks out a hand, which Schlatt slowly reaches forward and grasps.

He doesn’t know what he was expecting. But the feeling of the hand slotting firmly and perfectly into his, even just as a handshake, was definitely not it.

“Schlatt, rightful president of Manberg.” He looks his opponent up and down, studying him again, more intently. President, mayor… similar stories, in the end. Or, a small part of him that he quickly shuts up thinks, the beginning. 

“Now, Schlatt, buddy- can I call you buddy?- there’s really only one way this can go down. It’s great you made it this far, but as both the good guy and the HotGuy, I think it’s clear who this victor will be.”

Schlatt raises an eyebrow. “The good guy? Sounds rich from the guy strutting about in gold.”

“Things gotta be done for the greater good.” Scar leans back in his chair, surveying the former president. “Shame, too, a handsome guy like you could have gone far.”

Ah, so that’s this guy’s game. Jokes on him, Schlatt invented it.

“Well, the people like what they like. And my charisma and charm has gotten me this far, I wouldn’t count me out just yet.”

Something gleams in Scar’s eyes, and he glances around before motioning for Schlatt to bend down. He does so, only to nearly lose his balance as he’s tugged down by his tie.

 “I may be a business man, but I don’t think any amount of money I could charge for this would be fair. After all, you’re priceless.” Scar’s looking up at him with wide, faux innocent eyes, and oh hell, this is stupid, he’d have to be drunk to be flustered by this- oh wait. 

Whatever. As he said, two can play at that game. He plucks the hat off Scar’s head, holding it between them and the audience. “Call it a museum then, since you’re a masterpiece.”

Scar’s eyes widen, a faint pink dusting his cheeks before he smiles. It’s genuine, warm and sharp. “Well, I guess we’ve lingered long enough. Before the fight though-“ Schlatt’s too stunned to move as Scar tugs him down, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek. It barely brushes him, but Schlatt can feel his face grow warm, much to his dismay. “- let’s meet up once this is all over, yeah?” The mayor says, finally releasing his opponent's tie.

All the president can do is nod as he straightens, balling his fists. Damn this outrageously handsome and charming man- that was his domain! Then again, he guesses that is what this battle is about.

Of course he manages to meet his possible match on the battlefield, both romantically and physically. He always gets this kind of luck.

Still, a small part of him still glows against the alcohol inside him as he dodged the first punch, excited for what’s to come- not just during the tournament, but after.

i wrote this solely to torture other tumblr users ngl, to all my friends: this was my feral indulgence for the week.

[thedeafprophet]

seconding everyone else that your trademark is ships with toxic power dynamics--but also Evil Women and being the other flumblr guy i can always count on for red honeyposting 😌

im the toxic power dynamics guy o7 i live for it. Evil Women!!!!!! deserve as much appreciation as evil men and i am doing my part

You and Me are out here, doin the most fucked up lore convos and were so cool for it. Red hone posting 5 ever

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[softversegateaugazette]

⋘ 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐫… ⋙ ⋘𝐀𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞, 𝐀.𝟔𝟗𝟓𝟏𝟐𝟒𝟏.𝟕𝟓𝟏𝟒𝟐𝟎. ⋙ ⋘ 𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧… ⋙ ⋘𝐓𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧…………. ⋙ ⋘ 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. 𝐋𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭… ⋙ ⋘ 𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡… ⋙ ...

「Sefoheheg」 but isnt the chasm closed off ? no one can even go in there (¬_¬”)

「D.13110.15181」 People have entered before. But none have returned. Activity in the chasm is highly unusual.

「Sefoheheg」 - ╭( ๐ _๐)╮ykno its probably just natural activity

「D.13110.15181」 Highly doubt it.

「GAppl3」 What kind of natural activity?

「Sefoheheg」 normal natural acivities DUHHH ┐ ( - -) ┌ maybe some kind of earthquaek

「GAppl3」 An earthquake would make sense, but there is nothing that could have caused it.

「V1spers1a」 Oh great more trouble

「Sefoheheg」 (ᇂ_ᇂ |||) wdym more trouble ??

「V1spers1a」 Caught another outbreak of that plague in Aspertia Town. Can't catch a break from it.

「D.13110.15181」 Has anyone managed to find the source?

「StarBlessedOmens」 If we had found the source already, we wouldn't be discussing it, darling.

「D.13110.15181」 Don't call me that.

「V1spers1a」 "Darling"? Goodness, didn't realize you two were a thing.

「Sefoheheg」 dont think too hard about it（ ；¬＿¬) she calls everyone darling

「IcalasarI」 shE doesn'T calL mE darlinG...

「Sefoheheg」 shshshhhhhh

「Sefoheheg」 (ㆆ _ ㆆ) hey wait a min where are you rn

「IcalasarI」 thE teA housE iN chartoN. bY thE olD campgroundS.

「GAppl3」 Why are you all the way in Charton? That's all the way out by the other side of Lumrence Forest, right?

「V1spers1a」 Yeah why are you out there?

「IcalasarI」 manageR askeD mE tO gO therE. shE saiD therE arE thesE bookS baseD oN thE towN oR somethinG.

「StarBlessedOmens」 Dear, there are plenty of books based on locations. You will have to be specific.

「IcalasarI」 thE onE witH thE missinG wifE anD thE foresT. anD thE weirD teacheR.

「D.13110.15181」 I can't say I've heard of it before.

「GAppl3」 Oh! I think I know what you are talking about! But I do not remember what it is called. Stories of something...

「V1spers1a」 Tales of Aetherham? Love that book series

「GAppl3」 Yes! That is the one!

「IcalasarI」 yeS thaT onE. manageR thinkS thE authoR waS hintinG aT somethinG iN thE bookS, sO shE senT mE tO gO finD hiM.

「V1spers1a」 Didn't Quinn drop off the face of the earth or something? Bounced around popular places and then faded into obscurity.

「StarBlessedOmens」 Beldam has met him before, if I recall correctly. Perhaps the manager can ask him about it.

「GAppl3」 We can ask Beldam ourselves! LUNA ! Do you know anything about the author Quinn!

「Sefoheheg」 dont bother (ーー;) he never checks the chats

「GAppl3」 But he always knows what is said here, yes?

「D.13110.15181」 Somehow.

「V1spers1a」 Probably through some magic.

「GAppl3」 How do you use magic with technology?

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「Sefoheheg」 technological magic !! (≧∇≦)

「Sefoheheg」 wait

「Sefoheheg」 YESSIR SORRY SIR

「Sefoheheg」 MA'AM I MEAN MAAM 〣 ( ºΔº ) 〣

「D.13110.15181」 Again?

「V1spers1a」 See this is why Gateau is going to fall apart sooner or later

「GAppl3」 Do not say that!

「V1spers1a」 Okay but its true

「V1spers1a」 If those guys could handle their own problems for more than a minute, Gateau wouldnt be on the verge of total shut down

「IcalasarI」 iT can'T bE thaT baD, righT?

「D.13110.15181」 It is that bad. We're already short staffed as is. So is just about every establishment in Gateau. We're relying on the locals to run themselves.

「Sefoheheg」 if anything gets worse in gateu, ill go there and help the locals !! you can count on me !! o7

「V1spers1a」 Hey maybe don't

「StarBlessedOmens」 As much as I appreciate the enthusiasm, it's too risky to go alone. I can come with you.

「D.13110.15181」 As if. How about no one goes to Gateau unless the manager asks?

「GAppl3」 >LUNA is there right now, isn't he?

「D.13110.15181」 He's staying in a nearby town just outside of the mountain range leading into it. It's not a bad thing to be in Gateau. But I wouldn't recommend it unless it's for business only.

「StarBlessedOmens」 Beldam will be fine. It's >Sefoheheg I have my doubts about.

「Sefoheheg」 ILL BE FINE :<

「GAppl3」 I do not doubt you will be fine!

「D.13110.15181」 I do. On your own, at least. If the manager says you have to go, you'll have to take one of us with you. Otherwise, don't.

「Sefoheheg」 oh come on >:/ fiiiiiine i wont go

「V1spers1a」 Hey if you do go there maybe you could stop by that cafe :)

「Sefoheheg」 AS IF . didnt you hear about the fiasco with the sickness ????

「Sefoheheg」 besides there coffee is nasty（￢з￢）

「V1spers1a」 That was in the past come on now

「D.13110.15181」 I'm getting some kind of distre█s si▒█al█ ██ ██▒▒█▒ ▒▒█▒▒██

⋘ 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭. ⋙

⋘ 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐫… ⋙ ⋘ 𝐀𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐝. ⋙

⋘ 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐫… ⋘ 𝐀𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐝. ⋙

➤ 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚐 ����𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚍.

[alcorian-cycle]

WHO'S UR FAV IN EITHER FRANCHISE AND WHO'S THE ONE YOU DRAW MORE OFTEN

YAYAYAY OKAY

so in transformers, honestly, i think its gonna be starscream, with megatron a close second. im a decepticon fan through and through, and i love both of these bastards. imo they both have enough redeemable qualities to make them interesting, and they also dont have the pressure to be Good Role Models For Kids because theyre the villains, so i feel like they can have more interesting personalities--but thats just me with my preference for nasty fucked up little guys. i think screamer's relatability (to me) is what tips the scale in his favor--being an abuse victim & autistic-coded. at least, g1 screamer was autistic coded and im stubbornly applying that to all screamers. it helps that he's funny, too. his arrogance is played for laughs while megatron's is portrayed as more threatening. that in itself is an opening for a whole essay's worth of social commentary but i will stop while im ahead.

in mlp, my fav of the mane 6 is twilight because GOD i related to her SO MUCH as an autistic kid. 6 year old me saw someone who, like me, struggled to make friends, but instead of validating my burgeoning "whatever i dont need them anyways" mindset, gently introduced the idea that friendship can be difficult AND worth it. ms twilight sparkle did so much for me and i owe her my life o7. in terms of minor characters, honestly, i am a HUGE thorax and stygian fan, but i think stygian is gonna have to take the cake here because i get more worked up about him in comment sections. styg is so important to equestrian history, he was literally the element of friendship before twilight, and yet he's only in two episodes and gets brushed over WHILE THE PILLARS GET TO BE IN MORE EPISODES. AAARGH. he's mistreated both in-universe AND out of universe. please free my boy! he's suffered enough!

the transformer i draw the most is EASILY starscream (i love his sassy little poses) and the pony i draw most is probably twilight, if i dont count OCs and ponyification designs. twilight is fun to draw and she holds a special place in my heart.

[bandy-andy]

andy every day u do the lords work reminding me of awesamdslurs big titted guys. thank you. i love you

Delilah, I will ALWAYS reblog Jaimes art. You can always count on me. No need to thank me o7

[godza]

LISEYYYY haii SUI HUNTER UPDATE!!! first one in like months phew i've really been slacking... i'm sure you must've missed these lol. i'm on 197 rn i'm catching up. uhhh A LOT'S HAPPENED SINCE THE LAST ONE well let's see. umm i really liked seeing the civilizations progress and developing modern societies with governments and businesses and theatre companies and whatnot. warms my heart really i know how kgj must feel. sort of who can really understand what's going through that freak's head other than raviel. speaking of her nice to see gongja is still whipped like always. sooha starting to become depicted as a good guy in the plays riling kgj up so much was pretty funny even though i get why. ssonia really got to me for some reason i know technically he (she. technically. w/e) was a minor character but still i was #touched. i'm really interested to see where the thing with the tower's aura musical theatre thing is going to go... AND i was so happy with the black dragon master and the count and gongja having that buddy buddy scene where they just got drunk and brainstormed and hung out and schemed HASHTAG FRIENDSHIP i was giggling the whole time i was reading that i love when characters have relationships. WHEN KGJ ASKED BDM IF HE COULD CALL HER NOONA......? augh. AND UBURKA....... i'm so glad he showed up again and immediately went to beat up gongja yas. but then gongja's random speech while they were fighting...... he's insane. sssrh is so insane it's about a freak that kills himself over and over again but it's heartwarming and nice and just so good why. ooouuuuggghhh i'll keep trucking on o7 i won't let months pass before the next update this time PROMMYYYYY sorry this is so long. you know how i am

AAAAHHHH HIII NICO THIS MAKES ME VERY HAPPY!!! so glad youre enjoying what i enjoyed!! the drunk convo between bdm count and gongja is probably one of my fave scenes ^_^ you are correct forever in everything you say!!! the musical theater arc is ridiculous and amazing!! gongja forever a wifeguy its how he lives. sssrh story of all time!!! get ready for the upcoming chapters though, your brain might decompose. but good luck!!! theyre worth it once you get through them! teehee!! also imagine raviel finding out kgj adopted thousands of kids while he was at work. so funny to think about

[jeannedarkterraguard]

Jeannes Pokemon Scarlet Nuzlocke

So... yeah i decided to do my first blind Nuzlocke in Pokemon Scarlet (not my actual first Nuzlocke just the first BLIND one) and i’m going to post what happens here...

So first of THE RULES:

-Any Pokemon that faints is considered dead for the rest of the challenge and must be boxed

-Only the first wild Pokemon encountered in a route or area can be caught (static encounters do not count. If multiple Pokemon show up at the same time i will prioritize new Pokemon and regional variants over returning old ones) If i fail to catch it (i accidentally KO it, it flees etc.) i don’t get a Pokemon for that route.

-Gift Pokemon can be kept but do not count as the encounter for that area

-No Legendaries (If the game forces me to catch a legendary i have to box it as soon as possible)

-Nickname all Pokemon

-No Items in Battle except held items (so no potions, status healing items, X-accuracy, etc. but berries, leftovers, eviolite etc. are allowed)

 -Dupes clause: If the first Pokemon in an area is one i already own, i may continue battling until i encounter one i do not own, and then attempt to catch it

-Shiny Clause: If i encounter a shiny wild Pokemon, i can catch and use it regardless of other rules preventing me from doing so (so, yes in theory i could use a legendary if it was shiny but since they will probably be shiny-locked that wont happen) This does not count as the encounter for that area

-and lastly, since this is a) a blind playthrough b) an non-linear open world game where i could theoratically run into areas i’m not supposed to. i decided to have a pussy balancing-clause: If i encounter a pokemon (wild or trainer) that is at least 5 levels higher than my strongest Pokemon and i get wiped by them i’m allowed to reload an earlier save (this only applies i case of a TPK. If i manage to somehow win the fight but loose some of my team the nuzlocke continues as normal and the fainted Pokemon are dead)

I will write these as I’m playing but will only make one post every day so i don’t have to transfer the screenshot to my PC for literally everything that happens

and... i think that’s all... let’s go

already kinda dissapointed that there isn’t a Sidecut/Undercut Haistyle with long hair

Alright... getting rid of that hat a soon as i figure out how...

so that’s how normal people make friends

i think this is the first time since gen 2 that i chose the grass starter for my first playthrough. i took charmander in gen 1, chikorita in gen 2, torchic in gen 3, chimchar in gen 4, oshawott in gen 5, fennekin in gen 6, popplio in gen 7 and scorbunny in gen 8.

perfect choice? you mean the only choice? the other options were a goofy crocodile that looks like an apple and a literal ugly duckling.

not sure if this is a good nature for sprigatito since i have no idea what its stats are going to be like but hey i got a female starter so that’s pretty cool.

this guy is literally my grandpa...

AND THE NUZLOCKE OFFICIALLY BEGINS...

First new Teammember Themis the Lechonk

see this is what i meant with my pussy-clause if this wasn’t a scripted battle i would have no way of knowing this would appear and i could absolutely not beat this thing

oh also i cought Rhea the yungoos in that cave

“Hey a new route let’s see what new teammember i get...”

o7

Psyche the ralts (can you see the theme of the Nicknames already?)

I... might have overleveled a bit already...

Thanks... what a useful Item in a Nuzlocke

YAY a Tera Orb now i can terastallize (i did not trastallize my Pokemon in the following battle because i just OHKO’d the opponent)

Oh, cool i can be mean to this guy and his ridiculous hair

HOT CAVEWOMAN MOMMY!!! (this is literally the only reason i picked Scarlet wile Lisa is stuck playing Violet with elder Maxson)

well it has a microwave sooo... that’s all i need really (it’s also not that different from the first appartment Lisa and i lived in together)

And i think that’s where I’m gonna end things for today i really need to go to sleep

see you tomorrow