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oikasugayama · 9 months

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omg i love your drabbles! Could you please do something (charr, hcs or drabble) about the bsd men (pls incluse nikolai!) with fem reader who squirts? Was it a surprise, were they absolutely trying to get it to happen, are they into it?

OKAAAAAAAAY, let's go: he fucks you until you squirt. how does he react?

It's his goal to make you squirt, and he loves it when you do.

Ranpo (drinks squirt like it's the elixir of life; if you don't squirt he won't stop stimulating you until you do. He wants it all over his face, he wants it dripping down his chest. He is the #1 squirt fan and will die on this hill), Chuuya (loves pleasuring women, and he knows that making someone squirt is to get them to reach an elevated sense of pleasure. He wants you to feel as good as possible, so he loves to make you squirt), Dazai (knows how the body works, knows how to pleasure it, and enjoys teasing; most of the times you squirt with Dazai are after he's edged you for quite some time and your body can't take it anymore), Jouno (is cocky and thinks you need to squirt because he's doing a good job. If you don't squirt he feels like he isn't doing well enough so he takes you another round and maybe another until you do), Tetcho (also thinks that you squirting is a reflection of his sexual ability, so he pushes you to the farthest edge every time so you both feel good), Kunikida (heard that squirting feels extra good for his female partner, so he wants to try. He studies how to do it, practices with you, and can reliably squirt when you want to; it's awfully messy, though, so it's not something you two do a lot), Ango (just loves fucking you so much that you two accidentally found out that you can squirt, and now when Ango is in another desperate, hooked-on-you kind of mood and he won't stop fucking you, he knows you'll squirt (and he typically puts down a barrier on the bed to prevent it from seeping into the mattress), Tachihara (knows you can do it because he tried the first time, but he's satisfied with that knowledge, he doesn't need to do it a lot and you don't seem to care about doing it much either).

He doesn't expect you to squirt at all, but when you do he loses his mind for it.

Junichiro (is right behind Ranpo as squirt's biggest fan after you accidentally do it once; it makes him go absolutely feral and he laps it all up. He instantly tells you he wants you to do it again, but you struggle to replicate it), Atsushi (only briefly once heard of squirting so he's confused, but you explain that it's a good thing and he feels proud and wants to make you do it again), Nikolai (knows he pleasures you very well regardless of if you squirt, so it's not a goal of his but he does like when it happens by surprise), Fukuzawa (thinks squirt seems very pornographic and almost unreal; he likes it if you like it, and he won't try to stop it, but he doesn't like the mess and he isn't eating it), Poe (thinks he'd like to make it happen but doesn't so much think he can get you to; when you do it's a great surprise and he gratefully slurps up every drop), Oda (doesn't try because you said you can't, but when it happens on its own he nearly cheers and is very proud of you).

He consciously makes you squirt but doesn't care to play in it himself.

Fukuchi (makes you squirt to prove that he can and that he's so good at pleasuring women, but he doesn't like the mess, has no interest in consuming it, though he does like to be in the splash zone), Fyodor (will try a few times until he gets you to do it, then he decides he does not like it, it's dirty and weird and you better not do it again).

He doesn't expect you to squirt, and when you do he has mixed feelings.

Mori (literally does not want you to do it and will avoid letting you orgasm if he thinks you're too worked up; he's a doctor, he knows what's going on in there), Akutagawa (had no idea what the fuck was happening; when you explained it was a good thing you over-explained and said some people think squirt is just pee, and that really confused him; he's interested but keeps it very low-key), Mushitaro (despises the mess, will not date someone who is a regular, but obviously can't fault you if it's a one-off), Bram (makes you do it by complete surprise and is not impressed, not intrigued, just wants to move on, never brings it up again), Sigma (doesn't know what it is, is turned off thinking it might be pee, doesn't like the mess, tastes it but says it's not the same as your cum, is pissed that it soiled the bed and now he's gotta have someone come clean it up when he wanted to have you all to himself today).

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shintaru · 3 months

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pls write smut for chris. thank you🔥

This smut goes with the NSFW head canons pt 1

My body look like something you'd eat cakе off | Chris D’Char

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m.list ♡ taglist Warnings : long smut fic

Disclaimer this fic is only this long because I tried to add everything from my NSFW head canons. I’ll only make my NSFW head canon smut this long the rest will be somewhat shorter so it’s easier to read.

You came over because Chris texted that he wanted to share his birthday cake with you, when you saw the text you were shocked he doesn’t share food with anyone.

On your way to his house, you hear your phone ring, you pick up your phone and see the call is from Chris and you answer the call “Don’t invite anyone else over, alright? I just want it to be you and me on my birthday just like old times” Chris says. “I won’t tell anyone” you reply “Thank you be safe on your way over here” he says “I will I can’t wait for you to see your gift” you say excitedly “I can’t wait to see it either, I know I said stay safe but please hurry I want you to see my cake before I eat it” he tells you, you laugh and say “alright I’m almost there” and you hang up after you both say bye.

When eating cake with your childhood best friend was the only intention you wondered how you got Into this position, you were spread out naked on his kitchen table covered in chocolate cake and icing with his head in between your thighs eating you out as if it was his last meal one minute you were singing him happy birthday the next you had asked him what his birthday wish was and he told you it was to try out a kink that he’s been dying to try you offered to help to asking what his kink was he told you it was a surprise.

You had been pent up for a long time, unable to get yourself off and you hated hook-up culture so you found yourself having to give up on pleasing yourself and that’s how you got here

With Chris watching your chest fall and rise as your breath hitched from the pleasure, your hands make your way pulling on his orange strands “Charr” you moan his nickname “feels’ so - good gonna cum” You feel your orgasm coming, you begin to wonder if this was his plan all along. To have you covered in his cake spread out for him on his special day.

You’ve noticed the looks he gives you and how overprotective he is of you. Deep down you always knew but you didn’t make a move even though you also had feelings for him. You didn’t want to lose your childhood best friend if things ended badly, so you pretended not to notice his feelings.

“Charr” you cry out loudly “Please be gentle” you plea “It’s too much,” you say with shaky breaths, he ignores your pleas placing his hands around your hips, he starts rubbing the icing on your hip around in circles with his thumb, the sensation makes your orgasm wash over you. Clenching your thighs together, trapping his head between your legs, your body begins to shake slightly, your back is arching off the table and your toes are curling “ah, Charr” you moan his nickname again and you squirt all over his face. You can feel his tongue lick up and down between your folds as he slurps up your juices leaving nothing behind.

You’re embarrassed, you try to cover your face with your hands before you can cover your face he grabs both of your wrists. Holding them above your head with one hand, you look up at him and he is standing between your thighs towering over you smirking while licking what’s left of your juices off his lips ``don't hide your face around me doll” he says. He wraps his free hand around your throat squeezing slightly and says “open your pretty mouth for me” you do as your told and he leans down to kiss you he sticks his tongue in your mouth he swirls it around letting you taste yourself and his birthday cake you moan into the kiss and his grip tightens on your wrist and throat you can tell he is starting to lose his patience “ I’ve waited so many years to trying to make you mine, can’t believe I finally have you” he says between kisses. He stops kissing you and stands up he takes his shirt off (like this) and pulls his sweatpants off his legs and you get to see how big he is your eyes grow wide you knew he had to be big because he is extremely tall but not that big he chuckles at your reaction and says “don’t worry love, I’ll make it fit, you’re already prepared for me from earlier” he pulls you closer to him by your ankles bringing your ass against his hips he has you spread open for him. One leg is around his waist the other over his shoulder. He looks at you and hesitates almost as if he is waiting for your permission. You nod your head letting him know he can continue with a wide smirk on his face. He slides himself into you with an intense force that’s not letting up. His hands gripping under your left thigh and over your right ankle. The position allowing him to reach deep inside your walls. His drilling pace has you spouting random nonsense.

“Fuck you’re so tight, you’re taking me so well,” he groans while looking down he moans at the sight of him stretching you. He repositions you both where both of your legs are spread wide in front of him. He picks up his brutal pace, bullying his thick cock in and out of your hole. The table shakes violently with each thrust you desperately try to grab hold of anything to steady yourself you end up gripping the sides of the kitchen table as he continues thrusting balls deep inside you. You’re both brought out of your pleasure when you hear a loud thud followed by a splat. You slowly raise up bracing yourself on your arms, Chris helps pull you to his chest by your waist. You both look down and laugh when you see the cake and utensils on the floor “so much for saving some for later” he laughs, you look up at him and say “we can get another one” in between your laughter he leans down and kisses you and you kiss back.

“Well since we lost our cake why not have some more fun with it hmm?” He says he lays you back down on the table, grabs a slice of the cake and breaks pieces of it all over your body and he smears more icing on your breast and thighs. With the cake still in his hands he pulls out flips you over setting you on the table. You’re on all fours, he smears cake on your ass. He bends down licking and biting the cake off your ass. He pushes you down by your lower back bringing your ass to meet his hips, he lines himself up and slides back into you with the same savage pace. He grips your hips and leans over you beside your ear and whispers “you feel so good, baby” your back is arching causing your shoulder and hips to brush against his chest and abs, breasts pressed against the cold counter top each thrust having your nipples rub against the freezing surface. You can hear the repetitive sounds of your skin slapping against one another with each of his thrusts. Your eyes roll to the back of your head being consumed by your pleasure. He raises back up and slaps your ass hard making you yelp out and moan and tighten around him “You like it when I smack your ass, huh?” He asks you can only moan in response he smacks your ass again “Answer me when I’m talking to you” he says “Yes” is all you can moan out in response. He grabs your hips picking up the pace and you grip the sides of the table desperately trying to hold onto something “ You’re so big” You moan when he pulls out. You feel your hot mixed juices spill out of you and drip down your thighs. He smirks at the sight, flipping you back over laying you down on the table. He sucks on your breasts eating the leftover pieces of cake that remains off your chest. After he finished eating and licking up the last bit of cake from your chest. He kisses and licks a trail down your breasts to your inner thighs. He sucks the icing from your inner thighs tasting chocolate on your skin. He bites hard on your inner thigh drawing a bit of blood making you cry out and he licks it up. You know he is leaving marks all over your body but you feel too good to care about it right now.

He picks you up and you wrap your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist. He carries you to his bedroom in front of his full body mirror. He sets you down so you can face the mirror and he tells you to grab ahold of his forearms. You do as you’re told, he lifts you back up, spreading your legs in front of the mirror, his cock still erect and your dripping cunt can be seen in the reflection displaying your naked bodies to one another. He slides himself back into you with a painfully slow pace so you both can watch as his cock stretches you out as he slides in and out of you. You moan at the filthy sight. He comes inside of you but his pace doesn’t let up he bullies his cock in deep, fucking his cum into your tight hole.

As you feel your orgasm coming you clench around him begging him “Don’t stop, Charr ah, right there, feels so good” he stops and pulls out. You whine at the loss of your orgasm. “Let me cum, Charr” you plea “ beg for it, tell me how much you love my big cock stretching out your little pussy and filling you up” “Please, let me cum, I want you to fill me up with your massive cock that stretches me so well” you respond in between pleading cries. You feel him twitch inside of you after he hears your response.

He picks up his vicious pace once again drilling into you. You can feel his hot breathe on your ear when he says “cum on my cock” you grip onto his muscular tattooed arms tightly and throw your head back over his shoulder and you feel your walls clenching around him your legs begin to shake in his arms as you’re about to cum.

He watches your reaction through the mirror and pulls out once again denying you of pleasure.

You start sobbing with how frustrated you are you need your release once he sees your crying face in the mirror he feels a bit bad for teasing you so much, he thrusts back into you aiming his cock at all of your sweet spots causing your orgasm to come much quicker this time you moan “too much” “you can take it, you’ve been taking me so well all night” he says.

With that You squirt on him and your liquids splash out onto parts of the mirror he cums from seeing the mess you made your mixed juices drip out of you. Even though you both just came he picks up the pace drilling his cum inside you “you’re making a mess” he smiles “only for you” you reply with half lidded eyes. “I’m going to fill you up with my cum” he says “fill me up, Charr “ you moan. He twitches, cumming inside you biting your shoulder to suppress his moans.

He walks over to his bed and he lays down setting you on top of him. You guide his tip to your entrance and you push the tip in while slowly syncing down. You moan as his tip stretches you out bringing that familiar feeling back. You slowly slide down stopping half way on his cock enjoying the pain as he stretches you out you throw your head back and moan “you’re stretching m- so good” not making any sense. His grip tightens on your hips he slams you down on his cock while thrusting into you. You brace yourself on his shoulders, you're bouncing up and down on him feeling overstimulated. “Make me cum” you moan into his ear. “FucK” he groans as he continues thrusting up as you bounce on him, you soon cum with him, soaking the sheets beneath you.

Still inside you he flips you over where you’re beneath him on your back with your legs wrapped around his waist, you wrap your arms across his shoulders and he bites down on your shoulder. Lifting your waist with his left hand and holding your hand with his right hand he slides back in with ease and goes a slow steady pace as you both make out drowning in pleasure. He starts pounding into you and slowing down and pulling himself all the way out and slamming himself back in picking up his pace and slowing back down. The switch in pace has your body spasming underneath him. You cum first clenching around him he keeps thrusting as he feels his hot white ropes enter your already full hole you both moan and kiss.

He lifts your legs resting the back of your knees onto his shoulders, spreading your thighs apart as far as they can go while lifting your hips some more he starts drilling into you. You moan this angle making him reach deep inside hitting all the right places drives you crazy. He looks down where you’re both connected watching as your small cunt takes his large cock he can’t look away, the way his cock is glazed with your mixed juices, skin slapping against skin, your filled pussy squelching as you continue taking him. It puts him in a trance, he loses it and his brutal thrusts are too much for your sensitive hole, he moans ”you’re still so tight after I’ve stretched you out, it’s like your pussy was made for me” you moan at his comment, he leans down and starts leaving hickeys all over your neck. You’re a moaning mess beneath him, begging him to slow down. He kisses you and tells you “cum with me, beautiful” you constrict around him milking him as his thrust slows down. You’ve lost track of how many times he came inside.

After you both come down from your high Chris pulls out causing you to moan both your cum leaks out of you, soaking the sheets. Still holding your thighs apart, Chris looks at the mess you’ve both made. “I’ll never get tired of watching my cum leak out of you” he leans down and kisses you “I don’t think your gift could top this, the best night of my life” he says.

You laugh at his comment. He tells you that he will draw you both a bath. “May I borrow some clothes?” You ask him “yeah I’ll give you some of my night clothes” he responds. Chris walks to the bathroom and draws a bath for the both of you. After the tub is full at the right temperature he picks you up bridal style, carrying you to the bathroom setting you in the tub. He leaves the bathroom after telling you he is going to wash the sheets. You look around the bathroom as you wait for him to come back. You notice how big the tub is, it’s round almost as big as a small jacuzzi. You’ve been to his place many times before but you never paid enough attention. He comes back into the bathroom, bringing you out of your thoughts. He steps into the tub and motions for you to come over to him. You follow his command and he pulls you onto his lap.

“Wanna cum for me one more time?”

He asks, you nod in response. He kisses you and raises both of your hips out the water and lines himself back up with your entrance. He pushes you down on him and he sits you both back down in the water after you’ve taken all of him. He picks your hips up and slams them down helping you ride him. You’re riding him at a fast pace, moaning about how deep he is. You both begin making out as you continue riding him, water is violently splashing against your bodies and out the tub with his thrusts. You both don’t care only focused on the pleasure he tells you he is about to cum and you tell him you’re close too. He starts thrusting into you faster as you ride him quickly bringing you both to your release. You moan his name gripping onto him tighter as you both cum at the same time.

He comforts you and after you orgasm with lots of kisses and praises. He helps clean you out. You both soak in the tub washing each other and playing with the bubbles.

Chris gives you his shirt to wear for bed. He doesn’t put any clothes on himself, saying he is too tired to find something to wear. You both get into bed and lay on your left sides with Chris behind you. “Since we tried some of your kinks, can we try one of mine?” You ask “he raises up being curious “depending on what it is, we are both pretty tired it may have to wait until tomorrow” he says not wanting to over do it. “No, no it’s nothing hardcore“ you say. Once you explain that it won’t tire you both out he agrees. He lays back down and lifts your right up leg by your thigh, lining his tip with your entrance he slides his cock back into you. Causing you to moan at the familiar sensation. He lays your leg back down and wraps his arms around you, pulling the blanket over you both he kisses your shoulder.

“that was the best birthday I ever had” he exclaims. “now will you stop ignoring my feelings and be my girl?” He pouts when he says it “Yes, I’d love to” you say. His eyes light up as he smiles hearing your response.

You came over to attend your childhood best friend's birthday get together, for the two of you. To end the night cuddling his dick inside you and being your boyfriend. You’d never have expected the night to end this way you think as you drift off to sleep.

This was my first smut fic so if it’s bad I’m sorry. 💀 also sorry for the horrible formatting. With my nsfw head canons I had 4 characters Char, Dom, Wooin, and joker. All of their nsfw head canons are finished except for the smut part. So I didn’t want to post them missing the smut. As I wrote the smut for Char I realized how long it would be because I tried to include all the head canons I gave and I thought it wouldn’t fit the word count that tumblr has for a post so I’d just post the smut separately and link it to the head canons post. But since I don’t want to post the head canons without having all the smut done yet I’m giving this sneak pick for Chris’s smut and NSFW head canons.

Dedicated to @rossesnd @cozyunderworld @inosukehana

#windbreaker webtoon #windbreaker x reader #windbreaker #chris d'char #Chris D’Char smut #Chris D’Char x reader #windbreaker smut #dom kang x reader #joker windbreaker #owen knight #ryohei windbreaker #wooin windbreaker #jay jo #jay jo x reader

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spiribia · 2 years

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sometimes i feel like gw2 feels a bit narratively lacking just as a personal opinion -- but sometimes following a collection you will end up in front of a tangle of rusty pipes, one of which has an opening missing its grate and overgrown with leaves, and you will walk through the tunnel until it emerges into this vast utterly hidden green grotto with sunlight streaming in through cracks from above and facilitating the growth of these little strawberry patches. and a little charr kid is tending the strawberries and shes like Aw man you found my strawberries, you can have some, please just dont tell anyone else about this, its my secret place. this serves no other plot purpose but to be a moment you experience. and its little moments like this forever.

#talks #they should put wol in here

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mako-designated-driver · 2 years

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Okay, so I'm replaying mass effect and I've started a list of things I stumbled on for the first time. Might be interesting, but it's mostly not taking interrupts.

If you tell Anderson to go to Citadel Control instead of making Udina pay a visit to his dentist, he will actually be caught and get shot, but he is still going to get it done, like the main character he is (what do you mean the story is about Shepard? No it isn't!)

If you don't take the renegade interrupt to headbutt Uvenk on Grunt's loyalty mission, then ask him if he wants to die, Shepard will warn Uvenk that if he keeps talking crap, his "few brains are going to meet the light of day". The Shaman will be impressed and call Shepard (at least femshep) a "human Shiagur", then proceed to shit on Uvenk.

Alternatively, you can investigate, then take a paragon choice to call him the worst insult Shepard can think of: A Citadel politician.

If you take Thane to recruit Jack, when the Warden says "bounty hunters aren't dependable", he'll tell him to "try assassins"

If you ignore Bailey until you get reinstated, he will call you "Spectre Shepard" the first time you talk to him, and you won't get the "scanners think you are dead" conversation.

In the first part of Garrus loyalty mission, when you are talking to the volus, there is a renegade interrupt to shoot the bodyguards, right? If you don't take it, Garrus is going to tell them to leave and... they will. Without a word. While the volus screams for them to come back cause he already paid the guys.

If you go paragon with Elias (the guy who hired Kolyat), then take the last renegade interrupt, his lawyer will show up and tell him to "shut the hell up". Before that, you will also get the chance to rat on Mouse.

Also on Thane's mission, Talid will talk how about he is being observed and how someone is "walking on his grave, or thinking about it". His bodyguard will dismiss him by calling him paranoid.

If you don't take the renegade interrupt to blow up the krogan in Mordin's loyalty mission, you will start to regret it immediately. He will have a LONG speech about what Weyrloc is going to do to the galaxy, like throwing the Citadel in the sun, keeping salarians as slaves and eating their eggs as "a delicacy" (Mordin didn't like it much). The good news is that the interrupt will be there until he is finished talking, so there is no need to actually hear the guy.

If you stick around to hear Charr's whole poem, he will kneel in (one of) the last verses. Just a tiny detail but it was actually adorable.

If I find anything else, I'll let you guys know!

#mass effect #mass effect 2 #grunt #thane krios #mordin solus #garrus vakarian #captain anderson #charr #ereba #if you saw my spelling mistakes no you didn't #i've edited this a thousand times already i'm just dumb like that #built different

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blackbackedjackal · 5 months

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DogBlud traces? Like, from her own other images or from others? Can you elaborate?

She straight up takes screenshots from movies/shows and traces those or used Ependa's sketches and traces over them. She showed me and Rex her entire process on stream a few times, where she heavily leans on tracing. Here's an example:

It's not like she can't freehand, but she was so anal about how "her werewolves" looked that she straight up would trace the entire face of a wolf then just move around or add features. She used to get on to other people that "she could tell" were heavily referencing/tracing but never exposed how much she actually did it. Any human and werewolf art prior to her using Ependa's sketches were mostly traced or heavily traced, Ependa was just saving her the trouble of digging for references and making her look better by not making it as obvious how much she leaned on it for finished pieces. And yeah, it's is the majority of her artwork. I know a lot of her GW2 Charr art was traced cause I literally watched her do it with my Charr.

I'm not against tracing for practice or corrections or personal pieces, especially if it's references you took the time to gather yourself. My issue comes in with Dog, where she conveniently never mentioned how much she leaned on it for personal work, commissions, and art for others. She was just lazy and wanted to make her skillset look better than it actually was.

#if I can dig up some more egregious examples I will #but you can assume most of the human art of Nina and Phoebe was traced #pretty much all of her human art and a good portion of her werewolf art #ask

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skrittkicking · 2 months

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I am also just curious about Lia, can you tell us about her? What's she got going on? (@commanderhorncleaver)

absolutely i can!

so, lia windwalker is a current-standing centurion for the blood legion. she’s cunning, sly, and enjoys getting under people’s skin. she wasn’t always this way – in her younger years, she was your standard patriotic charr, doing what was asked of her in the name of the legion without question. she was much more friendly, too, though she’s always been very inquisitive and intelligent. however, after losing a lot of the people around her and generally just suffering in legion life, lia became a lot more closed-off and keeps people at an arm's length; she’s still social and enjoys talking to people, but she’s much more secretive when it comes to herself. lia's patriotism and love for her legion has depleted, too, but she still takes pride in her heritage – just not as much as the did in her youth.

currently, lia’s spending her time in divinity’s reach, looking for a quiet place to settle and retire. retirement wasn’t her original plan for her life; ideally, as is with most charr, she’d have liked to die in some heroic battle maneuver, but she was just too good on the field to die in such a way. if things were going lia’s way, she’d still be out fighting whatever nonsense the legions tossed her way, but.. things got complicated when iovitus – her cub – was expelled from the legions. her fellow centurions & the legionnaires that served under her were much more critical of lia’s behavior and questioned her skills, and the pressure was mounting for her to step down or retire. at her age (she’s in her late fifties/early sixties ish) she figured retirement was probably the easier of the two choices. lia also couldn’t bear the shame of stepping down from her post, and hoped retirement would look better on her records.

iovitus and lia’s relationship is complicated at best. they were close when iovitus was younger – they were/are lia’s only surviving cub, and lia wanted to ensure their education was the best it could be. iovitus’ time spent in and out of the infirmary called lia to visit them often, and when that wasn’t an option, the two of them would exchange letters frequently. following iovitus’ expulsion from the legions, though, lia felt as though they personally had betrayed her, and they fell out hard. any attempt iovitus made to recoup their relationship usually earned them a sharply-worded letter detailing how much lia wishes she'd never had them. thanks, mom!

heres a few miscellaneous fun facts about our beloved meemaw:

the left side of lia’s body and her entire left arm were burned severely in a fight against flame legion loyalists (details pending). she can still use her arm, but its lost all its fur and moves very stiffly.

she likes to wear rings & decorate her horns with gold inlays. she doesn’t wear them out very often, as most of the time she’s wearing a set of heavy armor, but she does enjoy jewelry from time to time.

her surname, windwalker, was stolen from a httyd dragon…. sorry guys

after iovitus’ father died, she never took to another partner, losing all interest in romance. she did not have any cubs after iovitus, either

she’s short. taller than iovitus cause theyre like a little shrimp, but still short

bonus warm-up drawing featuring babyvitus ->

#thank you for the ask! i know i have more in my inbox but houghhghhhgghh i have no motivation to answer them #mulchspeak #asks #lia windwalker #iovitus rainbreak #my art #charr #gw2 charr

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entering--hyperspace · 2 months

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Gw2 Oc

Leonard Echowatcher is a Charr who grew disillusioned with the militaritic setting he was born in after being raised within Ascalon. The countless lives lost in a struggle against immortal enemies, and the physical reminder of how those in power doom many to restless deaths inspired him to study Necromancy, so that he may ease troubled spirits and urge them into the next cycle of life.

Leo knows change only comes to those with the strength to turn it's wheel, thus does he work within the system, becoming the change he so desperately wants for his people. Doing so, however, has put him on a path following the Commander, and getting swept up in the constant whirlwind of dangers threatening Tyria...

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Leo's entire character can be easily parsed when you know about how exactly he views Ascalon, which is where he primarily grew up.

I couldn't not make a charr, which is a highly militaritic culture, who is so reluctant to engage in "giving however many lives for victory" without acknowledging that a physical scar of how war is extremely corrupt and punishes all, is literally a charr starting area. Like Ik it might seem as me trying to make a completely contrasting charr (which tbf am) but i Swear it makes sense and is warranted...its all very facinating to me.

Ascalon is a living reminder that those in power fighting wars with grander meaning are all lost upon the common soldier. A king denied the grace of death in his blind rage and doomed his people to eternal hatred. Never evolving never given the chance to start anew.

It's a horrifying spit on the natural cycle of life, this is how Leo views it, it was his main drive to become a necromancer believing that if he understood the connection between life, death, the mists, he could greater understand how to possibly rid the foefire curse other than the obvious. Actually this little paragraph from my ship thinkpiece words it pretty well:

"Leo, on the other hand, was a coiled snake ready to strike. He had ambitions of his own, he grew tired of constant death, reckless fighting. Spirits lamented over lost opportunity, of being playthings in wars fought by higher powers. He grew up in a land that was a physical cautionary tell of how single individuals could ruin the very souls and doom entire nations. Souls that cant rest, souls that cant return. It was Ascalon that inspired him to become a necromancer, to commune with spirits, to treat the dead with reverance, and thus respecting life before its final march. It did outcast him from his warband, save for a single individual."

This leads into his reluctance to "Fall in line" blindly following the teachings of the charr taught to him in the farhar. He does so out of necessity, not out of any love or faith in such beliefs. Whenever possible he takes the harder road, doing things his way, less casualties, respect for life itself. Death is the natural end of all life, but what he hates is needless death, war is a terrible scar left on the soul itself.

So, he bites his tongue, he observes, he trains. What do higher ranked officers like to hear, how do you cheat lines and cut corners. The intracacies of charr politics of blood, skill, and carefully placed words. He would not Kill for it, not in the way he was expected to. He required the patience of a saint to see this all through in a way that stayed true to his beliefs. The personal story of his warband unraveling after they die fighting in Ascalon, his legionnaire granting him the favor of fighting against him in an arena to prove his worth all provide just the right amount of forward momentum he needed, as well as a reminder why he wants this change so badly in the first place.

It makes sense why he tends to keep to his own, why he is so defiant and stubborn. I review him as a reluctant "hero" that cannot escape the path he was put on. He has to be change because nobody else will do it if not him, he cannot leave his duties behind, even if he wants to. He makes personal sacrifices for this all the time. Above all of this, he is kind in a gentle, quiet way. In the same way a cave providing shelter from a storm is gentle. He is grounded, stabilized by his ideals with the patience needed to continue to weather any opposition, after all its his empathy, his bleeding heart for those he should have considered mindless ghosts the reason hes even here in the first place....

Anywho this is just some quick insight into who he is. Obviously he goes through changes from personal story into end of dragons but im very slowly working through that so im not putting any of it here in case I change things...I like this guy a lot

#gw2 oc #Leonard Echowatcher

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pyreo · 1 year

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I know there's people who like their fantasy storytelling to take a few steps away from reality, you know. Nothing that verges on allegorical to the stuff we worry about in real life. And I think I'm on the opposite team to that and y'know, the further away we get from gw2's original core story the more I see The World Summit instance as more pivotal than it appeared.

It's the part in the middle of Season 2 where you bring the world leaders together to try and insist that they need to aid you fighting Mordremoth, a primal force who's only just now awakened and started causing disruption and deaths. Mechanically, it serves to show the various cultures being made aware of the upcoming antagonist for mostly the first time.

But there's something that grips me to this day about the realism in that segment. You know full well that this thing is beginning its warpath and will kill those around you. You and your guild know that you need to take action immediately before it gathers itself together to a point you cannot fight it any more. I don't think the scene serves much more than obligatory scaffolding in a narrative sense but it echoes the way I feel in real life all the time. It's the focal point where I've never felt more aligned with my Commander.

Smodur: They're plant creatures! How hard can they be to fight. One good flamethrower and…

Knut: Mordremoth is not yet as close as the Sons of Svanir. They press in around our homesteads. That is more important.

Phlunt: Are you saying we should put ourselves on the line to protect all of you? We are safe in Rata Sum.

Jennah: I'm not ashamed to admit that I don't see how this will work. What are you asking of us?

It's not easy to ask the Main Five Peoples to get anything done together - they do come from legitimately incompatible cultures and there's bad history between humans and charr, and sylvari and asura. But you have to present an argument to each one to convince them this is the most important thing to devote resources to.

It's been about ten years since this was written and it still feels exactly like every conversation that deflects from the reality of climate change. The 'we have bigger things to worry about', the 'it's not that bad', the denials, the giving up, the ones who have enough to feel secure individually and don't really care.

That and the way the narrative turns from 'you're the hero, slay the dragon' to a domino effect that cannot be stopped, wrenching the planet off its hinges and it was all down to you. There's a big difference in changing the threat from ancient dragons awakening to devour all life... and it being the Commander's fault that the stabilising effect those dragons had is unplugged. The allegory becomes undeniable - you doomed the world. You have to chase down that tether and pull the weave back from unravelling even if it'll tear you apart. And even if nobody realises how close their lives are to ending, even if nobody respects you for it.

You have to look the most powerful people alive in the eye and plead with them to fucking help you for god's sake knowing it's a crisis and if you don't take action right now instead of waiting for it to get worse... being able to tell them 'I told you so' will be no solace at all.

And fuckin.... if fantasy stories are there to give us hope for ourselves, nothing hits as directly as the journey from "It's not that bad, why should we put anything on the line for you?" to

That hope means something very real to me.

#guild wars 2 #gw2

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Inspired by @/mistfallengw2's post -> here, I decided to do a little thoughts and plans for the upcoming homestead, too.

Or maybe more my story ideas with the upcoming Expac. ---

Main Owner of the Homestead will be Valefor and Kying. After the Events of EoD they moved far away and settled in Janthir. The closeness to the water / ocean is just perfect. Kying will love it there. He grew up close to the ocean - so its home for him. After the Events of SotO they'll return there. (They lived in the Wizard Tower during the Events of SotO)

Wilson, Fuma and Mishra will be the main OCs playing through the Story of Janthir. Or, depending on the Story, will be at least traveling through Janthir. They will meet Neeve, Valefors Twin Sister, during their journey and end up at the Homestead by chance.

Due to Valefor and Kying no one telling they moved there, it will be a fun surprise reunion. While Wilson and Co will continue their journey, Neeve will move in the Homestead - becoming Valefor's and Kyings neighbor.

Depending on the Story Neeve will be also a part of Janthirs Events - joining and helping Wilson. I also see Valefor/Kying occasionally helping them. Maybe even taking over, together with Neeve. During the Events of Janthir, the Siblings will have a lot of time to reconnect. It will be messy, but I'm certain they will figure things out.

So far for my basic plans for the Story. Things will very likely change, with experiencing the Story - but the basic Idea will stay with Wilson and Co finding Neeve and get her to Valefor. And then,... Janthir Stuff happens. We will see who else of my OCs gets involved.

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To the Homestead itself:

The Main Building will be Valefor and Kyings home

They will have a little garden with vegetables - Kying will take care of that, later Neeve will join in and add some more plants to it. Maybe Flowers in honor of her new found Friend Wilson :3

Neeve will get a little home with a forge

They will have a bigger Trainingground, where Valefor and Neeve can bash their heads together

I can also imagine them having a little fireplace outside, to sit and vibe together. Valefor will often sit there and play some music

Valefor also gets a very personal area up high somewhere - he likes to sit somehere high and just watch the area

Due to Wilsons and Co visit, Valefor and Kying will build a little House for visitors. Maybe two houses, cuz Wilson and Co will use one of it as a temporary home they come back from time to time Maybe they use that house to put all the souvenirs they found during their journey there

Besides, on the topic of Wilson, Fuma and Mishra - some time after the Events of Janthir, they will establish a new orphanage. Wilson would be such a perfect mother to all the parentless visitors. Not only for her own kind, the charr - for everyone - from human to creatures. She will take care of everyone! The orphanage will be Wilsons and Co Endgame.

I still have this "Old Mama Wilson" sketch laying around,... You know what, have it under the cut:

#askTheCrew #valefor #kying #wilson #fuma #mishra #neeve #just some oc rambeling #so excited for the expac and homestead

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whiskeyworen · 1 year

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Secrets of the Obscure: Lost Commander

Playing through the first sections of Secrets of the Obscure, it got me thinking.

The Commander is lost.

Since the beginning of the game, when we take hold of them, they've had some kind of mission, some kind of goal. It started out small; help out in Shaemoor when things go bad. Or end a nasty Inquest prank/assault by destroying their cube golem. Or help put down Lord Barradine's ghost (again). Or literally defend the Dream from the psychic marring the Nightmare Court are trying to inflict on it in the hopes of spoiling the Dream into the Nightmare. Or taking part in a celebratory hunt and taking down the biggest Ice wurm to date.

From there it just snowballed for them with the Personal story, leading up to joining an Order, meeting their mentor… losing their mentor… Creating the pact and eventually bringing down Zhaitan.

And it kept going from there. One crisis after another. One war after another. Friends gained. Friends lost. Enemies found. Enemies ended. World saved, again, and again, and again.

Finally, things are falling into a nominal peace. Oh there's skirmishes and stuff. There will always be strife. But the big stuff? The world is starting to slowly move past it.

Human and Charr not only have a tenuous peace treaty; the heads behind the resistance to that treaty are GONE. Almost every main legion is headed by someone ameniable to peace, to a new way of life.

The Nightmare Court, while not gone, doesn't seem to have the violence they used to. Oh they still tempt the new sprouts to join them, to indulge in pain and decadence and rebellion… but with Faolain dead, the guiding source for their brutality is gone. Maybe they'll be trouble in the future, but not nearly to the degree Faolain turned them into.

The Inquest have lost base after base, including a Rata. It's unknown what their command structure is like now, or where other bases are, but they seem to at least be keeping their heads down. And with the Arcane Eye taken down, they don't have anyone on the inside anymore, to cover up their misdeeds.

The White Mantle are dead or badly scattered, with no real hope of reforming.

The Svanir have lost their totem beast, if not their lives. If they still linger on, they're no longer the power they tried to be.

Even Joko is finally dead. One of the biggest damned threats to the world, someone who would have killed and turned everyone if given a chance, is now Elder Dragon burps.

The Gods are gone, never to return. The one that tried to is dead.

Through all this, the Commander struggled, trying to save as many as they could. Eventually rising to become the Symbol of the desire for peace and stability.

And it finally happened.

But what do we find? The Commander is… lost. Everyone they knew is either dead, retired, has moved on to positions where they can no longer 'go on adventures'. The threats that brought them all together are gone. Now it's just the wind-down. Fix broken things, find the lives they left behind to fight their fight.

Except the Commander.

They don't have anything else. Their whole existence for the last 10 years has been nigh-constant fighting, threat, intrigue, near-dying, and ACTUAL dying.

Everyone else has moved on. But the Commander can't. What can they do?

It's so terribly sad. I listened to my Commander, Cyrus. My own self-insert. Walking around Salma district. He was relieved that things were peaceful, but you could tell he didn't feel at home. He didn't feel at home, at HOME. Because it wasn't home anymore. It was just a place he protected for a long time.

When he was trying out Taimi's new phone system (I just think of it as the smartphone system), with each call, it was clear that everyone had moved on but him. They'd all found lives to life, new purposes, new loves…. old loves…

And here you have him, standing alone in the street, unnoticed by everyone but a nosey reporter from Cantha. At a loss for what to do with himself.

Going back a step, even the triple-'date' Taimi set up to help Rama was awkward as hell. It wasn't the Commander's idea; they got hijacked into it. Even had their date pretty much picked out for them. As pleasant as it was, and as relaxed as it made them in the end, it was an oddity in their life. When was the last time they'd had a date? Before the Personal Story, somewhere? Maybe never? Was that the FIRST date the Commander had ever had?

It just kinda made me sad that, they knew they were basically going through the motions of 'normal life', because it wasn't normal to THEM. Trying to fit in to a world that no longer needed them.

If it wasn't for accidentally stumbling onto the Astral Ward, I don't think they would have been able to settle into a normal life.

But it still doesn't end there; accidentally brought into association with the Ward, they run into perhaps the ONE other person who might understand that sense of emptiness, that loss of the sense of home. Zojja.

And in her usual faintly self-centered way, you find out she blames the Commander partly for not being there when she needed someone. The one person who not only would have been there if contacted, but ALSO needed someone to confide in, to take some of the weight off them…

It hurt to hear Cyrus very slowly say "We would have come. I know I would've." There was pain there. Like 'You really thought we'd abandon you, so you immediately discounted us.'

So here's Zojja, the last of the people he knew from being the Commander who hasn't yet disappeared… and she's telling him that if she Ascends to Wizard, she'll lose memories, or they'll be come dull and unimportant. That the Zojja that comes out the other side might not even view him as a friend anymore.

And the Commander, already knowing he's probably going to lose his last friend, can only offer an understanding, painful smile and tell her that no matter what, he'll support her, even if she doesn't recognize him anymore.

They'll call him Wayfinder in the Ward… but it's just a new war front. A new rank. A new title. And he'll have to start over again.

At least he'll have R'tchikk to remind him of a past that's already starting to fade away in Tyria.

Everyone in the Ward knows of the Commander; they've been watching through their crystal balls, wondering if the Commander was a big enough threat that they'd need to quietly eliminate them. But now that the Commander is right there, the Ward is going to use them as a new weapon.

And we all know the Commander is just going to accept that this is what they're gonna have to do because… what's the alternative? At least they know how to fight.

#gw2 #guild wars 2 #gw2 soto #The Commander #Moody Thoughts

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