#ultimate weakness

[adhd-merlin]

I will never be normal about men with curly dark hair and blue eyes I'm sorry

[willgrahamscock]

I love media where a sad waterlogged kind of a man turns into a traitorous slut

[vita-divata]

Finally drew my fav guys <3 and some Korra doodles

[sanjarka]

there is so much more to be said here but peeta's biggest flaw is his strength and kill me if you want but if you really think about it he's an extremely closed of person. and much more than katniss! when do we see him actually opening up to people - the only time he gets taken care of is when he's physically not well and needs help literally. ,,most of my nightmares are about you so i'm okay once i realize you're there” is sure a sweet and romantic quote but i see so much sadness in it. he doesn't want to be a burden. he doesn't know how to be comforted because maybe no one was there to help him after a bad dream when he was a kid - completely unlike katniss's experience. and what about those dreams that aren't about katniss. she retells her nightmares to peeta and he locks them all inside of himself.

[kneelingshadowsalome]

Knight König who, after bravelly defending the castle alone and saving all the beautiful young maidens, is now *gasp* alone with them!! You and the rest of the young ladies are not even married yet and this whole horror of a siege came :(( you had to be locked inside the maiden tower with the other ladies, praying to the gods that someone strong would defend you, and here he was!! The giant knight from the north from whom you were always herded away 'because a brute like him has no business with fine young ladies like yourselves' :((

Imagine König who is for the time being the only male in the small castle, the foe has been defeated but any kind of help will take days to arrive :( During the fighting his mind was on slaying all the enemies to defend the flock of the frightened ladies but now...??

He's the only male among a dozen of maidens!! And these poor does are so scared in their tower on comfy beds of furs with all the supplies...so many warm, soft bodies to keep him warm and 'aid him to help his wounds', so many broad hips and breasts to grab and squeeze for comfort...oh and they are so ready to share all the supplies with him!!

I mean...who's to say that a war hero doesn't deserve something good too? :D

GFDFSSSS first I was like "gangbang medieval style yeehaw let's gooo" but then I had another quick idea (in all honesty writing gangbangs make me blush furiously lmao I'm weak!)

CW: Fear of SA, mention of blood, boners galore, dubcon groping, period typical attitudes, gender roles etc.

Knight!König asking you to wash him (because he was seated next to you at this one feast and now he's obsessed...)

König, who never had time for women because he was always on duty, whose best chances for a wife were an old widow or some soiled woman, whatever that meant... Probably some lowly lady, for a lowly knight like him. His family must hate him because they keep him from having even that: instead, he gets shipped off to this outpost of a castle that houses hundreds of soldiers and only a few women. Even they are kept under lock and key most of the time, and it's no wonder... A man like him shouldn't even be dreaming of dipping his dick in the pretty soft things of the Maiden’s tower.

König, who even to his own surprise, finds himself victorious after weeks of siege. Who's left completely unchecked and alone with a flock of scared fawns, poor does who are now gathering together for warmth and safety. They only have tiny daggers and iron scissors as their weapons against an armed knight, knowing they’re not always safe even from their own men – especially after a battle.

Even the strongest, most valiant knights get tired during a siege, turning into starved animals after a few weeks. A soldier fresh from war is the worst thing, having his cock up after bloodying his sword, they usually need to have a woman as soon as possible. A victorious knight, finding himself winning against all the odds, would surely prefer to fuck every single one of the soft cunts locked up in the women's tower...

So König, who batters the door and orders the frightened women to lift the baulk, only gets screams as an answer. They finally open it when he says he's tired after a fight and only wants to rest for a bit, puts on his most charming smile as the huge wooden door creaks open, and meets the ladies with a wide grin despite having blood all over him, stands proudly in his full height with his sword still drawn, a path of entrails and cut limbs behind him – why are they still screaming? He saved them! He should be given a royal welcome!

König, who finally gets the women to calm down a little when they notice he is not about to rape them on sight, who wipes his sword with one of their finest, freshly dyed wools (rude!). Who sheathes his weapon and smiles again, suggesting that they help him out of his plate and give him a wash – he’s earned that much, no?

König, who eats from their bowls as if he has never even seen food, who gawks at their tapestries with curiosity, who tries to stare down their necklines and catch a sight of those beautiful, round, plush tits. Most women quickly rush to heat the water to escape the possible groping about to ensue, while you are left with the task of getting him out of his armor.

The straps are small and endless, the armor consists of dozens of different parts, and he just keeps on grinning widely while you’re at it, giving you odd compliments and passages of courtly love with his mouth full of food. Some of his ramblings are straight out of a troubadour’s song, but you don’t believe a word he says, especially when his heated stare is fixed on your exposed neck, the collarbones so frail, the cascading wool that reveals your wrists as you try to pry your way under the heavy, bloodied pauldron.

Of course he remembers you, down to the minutest detail because he got to feed and take care of you at last winter's great feast... Someone had fucked up and seated you next to him in their error, and he heedily took advantage of the situation. He even managed to have a grope at you when the lords and ladies weren’t watching because they were so drunk.

He was drunk too, intoxicated by the strong ale and the shy stares you granted him. You didn’t do a thing when he pulled you closer and practically fed you some deer off your shared plate, tried if you'd fancy a date or a sip of wine while keeping you tightly tucked in his lap. He couldn’t get enough of you: your tiny gasp when you felt him grow hard, your whimper when he stole a soft squeeze of your tit… Your shy ghost of a smile as you demurely called him “Sir” and told him to stop before he gets you both into trouble. 

Ever since that night, he has dreamed of you when pulling out his leaking cock. Sinned until he felt embarrassed to go to the chapel and yet again confess that he has defiled himself with his hand and thoughts of you. Ever since that night, he has wondered whether you are giving those whimpers to someone else nowadays…

But here you are, in the tower, taking off his plates and using all your strength to get him out of his chainmail. Why haven’t you been married off yet? Why aren't you making blankets and throws at some fancy lord's castle by now? You have the perfect hips for delivery, it's practically a sin to keep a woman like you locked up in a military fortress…

And polite curtsies and shy, downcast eyes won't save you now, you know that.

How can you say no to a knight, ordering you to give him a wash? “Do him the honor,” he says, while anyone can see he’s already hard.

There’s nothing the others can do but put up a curtain and leave you two to your featherlight privacy. He doesn’t even bother to undress behind it, simply flaunts that monstrous thing between his legs for everyone to see before giving you the honor of strolling to the steaming bath. A soft silence fills the tower as the knight, tall as a legend, hairy as a beast, climbs into the small wooden tub with a grunted sigh.

You, the maiden he picked, can only look in horror as he grows even harder under the hot water. The thick erection soon juts above the surface, the dark curls framing the base of his cock now floating lusciously underwater, the dark hair covering his full balls, too. Either he's just big everywhere or then he's been too busy during the weeks of the siege... The amount of times you've seen him abstain from meat in this castle is ridiculous, and you always wondered if he ate fish because he liked it or because he had defiled himself in his lust.

He's an animal, but having a woman is not a sin as foul as throwing his seed on the ground... And here he is, strong thighs spreading as far as they can go to give room to the astounding erection he’s having just from the prospect of your touch.

The knight leans back in the tub, looks at you with a drowsy, soft smile, and tells you not to be afraid. The thick, throaty voice leaves your knees completely weak.

“Ach so... Have you ever touched one of these before?”

[pepirfecin]

Random team dark tidbits

Found family<33 (they barely tolerate eachother)

[rakiah]

LeoVil will be that one celebrity couple that every tabloid believes will divorce in less than 5 years but turn out to be the only one that actually fulfills "till death do us part" bit.

Actually, no. Not even death. They're gonna be 85+, cuddling together as they admire the sunset. The decide to take a nap before dinner and just don't wake up.

Cheke helps see to their funeral. They're buried together in an Afterglow equivalent of the Taj Mahal, a symbol of gratitude for all they did for the kingdom and a monument to their love that not even death could touch.

How dare you come into my house and make me sob like a child... I’m living for that LeoVil headcanon [clenched fist] I do believe in the strength of their alchemy yes and everyone needs to know it! 😤

But, the Cheka part… Damn, my heart aaaa ; ;

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[shuploc]

So... I may or may not be cooking up a little something of a certain spider of the punk variety... 🎸🕷️

[vcrnons]

[17:terview] EP. VERNON : 'Black Eye'.

bonus (see: gifs you can hear) :

[theminecraftbee]

finalized smallishsona au party, in true join order:

grian, justice. his persona is signy, and his weapon is a naginata. he's an all-arounder who gets both physical and magical attacks, with a focus on dark and light magic (eiha/kouha damaging skills and mudo/hama instakill skills alike). technically the earliest member of the team, also one of the three starter members of the team when joel joins. he has been doing this the longest out of anyone, and sometimes, it shows in ways that aren't so great.

scar, magician. his persona is majnun, and his weapon is bows. a magic and ailment-based attacker, but he gets healing and support skills in his moveset as well (that, story-wise, he focused on due to him and grian being the only two persona wielders for a while, and scar's persona being the only one suited for them). his element is wind/garu. acts as the early-game healer until joel gets better options, then settles into massive magic damage and ailments.

joel, wildcard/fool. he has many personas and roles, but his starting persona is pygmalion, who is associated with ice/bufu. his weapon is knives. his role in the party is to be everything for everyone all the time. no this doesn't say anything about him. shut up.

skizz, chariot. his persona is enkidu, and his weapon is brass knuckles. a heavy physical attacker through-and-through, the fact that his attacks cut his own hp to deal damage is unfortunately fitting for his character. what little magic he gets is fire/agi, but like, he's the party member that learns charge naturally, you will not be using those unless you have to knock over some guy's weakness and joel forgot to bring a persona to cover it. while his rescue and awakening happens before joel starts exploring Altered Space, it takes a little bit for skizz to join, as unlike joel, using his persona does not come naturally to him. also is the earlier members to get various buff skills.

mumbo, moon. his persona is ariadne, and he is the navigator. for those unfamiliar, the navigator does not enter battle with the rest of the party, but DOES have the ability to help buff the party, scan enemies for weaknesses, and do other helpful things to help the team, well, navigate. giving a man with anxiety an all-seeing web probably can't hurt anything, right? in my head he functions as a cross between fuuta's very useful scan and various dungeon skills (like the escape one), and futaba's very useful in-battle buffs.

impulse, emperor. his persona is siegfried, and his weapon is axes. he's the TRUE party healer who gets stuff like me patra (heals the party of any status effects), samerecarm (revives someone with full health), and mediarahan (heals the party to full health) as his persona gets to higher levels. he also picks up electric/zio skills for decent damage (although he doesn't have scar's magic stat and is very much built to heal most of the turns he's around). it probably says something about him that he gets healing skills once he truly awakens his persona, especially given skizz. while he's aware of his persona from the start of the plot, it takes until a bit of a ways into the plot for him to truly awaken to it. also, because this is an au and not an actual game, i can get away with the most effective party healer joining this late. any other persona game, he'd be one of the earliest members. for obvious reasons. (and the fact scar is their most effective healer for a long while is. DEFINITELY a plot point here.)

gem, empress. her persona is atalanta, and her weapon is swords. she's a late-game powerhouse type build, with powerful bufu/ice magic in combination with almighty/untyped magic damage. she can show up and cast megioladon on the shadows' asses, is what i'm saying. she also gets the debuff and buff skills that aren't already scattered across the existing party members, but unlike scar, she doesn't get concentrate, so she's not the PERFECT damage-dealer here. as one of the two party members who hasn't been directly tied into this plot from the beginning, it's possible she has her own motivations and things going on that the rest of the party doesn't know behind her awakening. but that would just be silly, right...?

[mishapen-dear]

tbh i think that even unwinnable fights should be winnable. some of the BEST fights i've ever run as a dm were ones i built kill the players (in a fun way. I had some cutscenes prepped so even the loss would be a different flavour of win)- but then they were clever bastards and managed to either win the fights or pull themselves out of trouble. I think it's perfectly fine to plan for a fight that players aren't supposed to win, but you need to let them. if they can't win, they can't lose, and the meaning of that encounter is diminished. do that too many times, and they stop trusting you to give them roleplay prompts and start expecting to sit there waiting while you drive the story for them.

but if they can win... if there is always the chance to win, no matter how impossible the odds, then they ALWAYS have hope. they always get invested. they feel the big emotions of success or the big emotions of failure, and you fucking Win as a dm/roleplay prompter/lead bastard.

[sawyarts]

Unfortunately obsessed with Waloed

[sluttygallavich]

Galladrabbles: petrichor

This week's @galladrabbles is based on the prompt petrichor provided by the oh-so-talented @suzy-queued.

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"Today's word is..."

Mickey glances up from his magazine as Ian tears off yesterday's "Word of the Day."

"...petrichor."

"The fuck is that?"

Ian thinks for a second. "Remember getting stuck at the dugouts last week during that rainstorm? When I sucked your dick so good your legs shook?"

Mickey feels his cheeks pinken at the memory.

"The fuck about it?"

"That nice, sorta earthy smell after. That's petrichor."

Mickey hums noncommittedly. He can't recall the petri– whatever-the-fuck. Only the scent of Ian's citrus shampoo when he later pressed a kiss to Mickey's neck that he pretends he didn't notice.

[meredithbeckham]

win the fight, save your life.

[seoafin]

I cant go to sleep so have my cursed stsg nanami foursome thoughts so I can be in peace (it's not really a foursome)

it's gojo that originally throws out nanami's name AS A JOKE to geto and when geto is like hm. that wouldn't be a bad idea. gojo is like !?!?!? whines and complains for the next few days although he's also warming up to the idea of watching nanami fuck you. they both know nanami liked you in high school.

unfortunately this means gojo is the one who ultimately propositions nanami who stares at gojo likes he's an ant (it turns him on). nanami is like please be serious for one second of your life. then he's offended on YOUR behalf that gojo (and by extension geto) is offering you up like a slab of meat because he respects you too much for stsg to be playing with you like that 😭

gojo is like why don't you talk to her then?

geto is the one that approaches you about it. the first thing out of your mouth is whether or not they're growing bored of you (communication!) and then you say they can fuck nanami. you don't mind although you are a bit sad that you aren't good enough for them to which geto immediately reassures you that are you more than enough and everything they need. he wants to grow old with you. and it's not exactly them nanami would be fucking....

you and nanami talk. nanami tries to feel out if stsg offering you to men is a regular occurrence (it's not he's just a very special case) (nanami thinks the WORST of them help 😭) you tell him that it's okay to say no. that you aren't sure you'd be able to please him anyway and nanami who has been mostly silent asks you if YOU want it. after a more embarrassed pause you say you'd be lying if you never thought of it. nanami says he'll do it although he already knows stsg are going to be unbearable

unfortunately that doesn't mean free reign. nanami has to watch stsg fuck you first. an almost unwilling voyeur as stsg are determined to give him a show by fucking 7 ways to Sunday and manhandling you and telling him all the small ways he can make you come. all the small things that you really like. nanami is kinda horrified 😭 and you're so embarrassed you cant quite meet his eyes after even when he's undressed and on top of you.

the entire time through it he asks you if you're okay. if you want him to stop and get off of you.

stsg are sick because the only position they let nanami fuck you in is missionary so close the two of you look like actual lovers. geto hums making completely inappropriate comments to rearrange you, tells you to put your arms around nanami's neck, just the way you do to him. the way you squeeze him when you come is just so cute. while gojo is practically interrogating him on how you good you feel. he's such a good superior for letting him have a taste of you like this, isn't he? anyway nanami blocks it all out through sheer willpower and by focusing purely on your pleasure

you are the only person in the room that does not know nanami used to love you

even though you already came a handful of times from stsg you come so easily with nanami. hes so kind and gentle and never loses control. he's never seen you like this, flushed and teary eyed, biting your lip when you come again. he doesn't know why you keep apologizing. so he makes you feel so good you can't string the apologies together. he kisses you at the end, taking your lips with his when you cry out into his mouth. that's the one thing that makes stsg completely silent. they weren't expecting him to kiss you.

anyway the entire experience makes him down so bad he kinda wishes he never did it

[mortysmith]

I HATE RICKS BACKSTORY SO FUCKING MUCH