Bunch of drabble about my personal take on Narilamb!! read if you care to :P otherwise have a great day! ❤️

Ok so they just. DESPISE each other.

For me personally I feel like Lamb would have converted Narinder (instead of killing him) as a spur-of-the-moment 'now I can hurt you how you hurt me, cruel irony' type thing, but didn't really stop to think about what it would mean... Post-fight adrenaline is a hell of a drug.

And now they have to live with that choice. They have to see their fallen god's betraying face every day, they have to provide for him and treat him as any other follower (or at least they try to). But they hate him. They hate him so, so much for what he did. I want to explore more into those deep feelings but like. Being saved from death itself (after being sacrificed as the last of your kind, so probably already traumatized oops), and given a new lease of life, only to realize that you've been nothing but a delayed sacrifice all along... It takes a WHILE to begin moving past that level of betrayal.

And NARINDER oh boy howdy. Betrayed himself by those he called his family (even if it was for a good reason). He's so twisted by hatred of the other Bishops and what they did that he's happy to play with others' lives and emotions to get what he wants.

I reckon he has a moment of realization once he's been de-throned of the irony of his own fate. But ofc he resents Lamb immensely for forcing him into the mortal world.... ALTHOUGH he is slowly coming to enjoy it! He probably had a really shit time in his realm, I imagine the 'scenery' would get boring SUPER fast. Maybe he sends Aym and Baal out into the world sometimes so they can return to him and describe it ❤️ I bet it's nice to finally get to breathe the fresh air and smell the smells and touch the grass and all that jazz!!

Lamb and Narinder go from vicious brawling regularly (usually at night away from the cult grounds) to the more occasional scuffle, but what doesn't change is that Narinder is not used to having a mortal body with physical needs and desires (if you catch my drift ;)) and struggles to differentiate between types of pent-up frustration, leading to skirmishes often becoming a lil more sinful than intended (see this piece for reference lol). Lamb is horny (get it?? Get it??? I made a funny little joke please laugh) in general as standard, and absolutely enjoys taking out their anger against Narinder in more creative ways (any other partner would be treated with much more respect ofc).

I'm still undecided about when they eventually fall in love... I definitely do want them to but getting over the current hostility will take a LOT of time and processing of feelings :))))) but they can do it! Maybe they can go to Ratoo for couples counselling or smth idk lol

But yeah that's it for now tune in next time folks :)

My favorite ship doodle Vi've made. Take a guess who they are (If you know, Cool. If not. Look at the tags .)

I’m continuing that 4k word WIP I have now stashed away in my notes app, I keep Frankenstein-ing that poor thing 😭

several sentence sunday

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sooo bucktommy won me over, i couldn't resist anymore 🙈 so here's a bit of them after their date lol just to be clear, im still 10000% about buddie but im gonna enjoy this while it lasts bc I feel like this is exactly what buck needs rn lol I just wanna write him be giddy and stupid and flustered about a boy even if that's not eddie haha (also, I didn't get the Tommy hype before but after seeing him everywhere for two days... I get it now 🥵)

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"(...) We should do this again.” Tommy says, turning fully towards Buck, and Buck’s eyes immediately find his lips. He can’t wait to kiss him again, and this would be the time, at the end of the date, wouldn’t it?

“We should.” Buck nods, licks his lips, eyes darting up to Tommy’s eyes. He’s smiling softly, just looking at Buck. “I-” he starts, and then thinks, fuck it, and this time he makes a move, as he leans across the console to grab Tommy’s chin, like he did Buck’s in his kitchen, and bring him in for a kiss. Tommy immediately reciprocates, and Buck melts against him, and then when Tommy’s calloused hand covers his cheek, it just feels so- so different, in the best way possible. This kiss lasts longer than the first one, each of them constantly coming back for more, but it’s as gentle and tender as that one. Buck loves it, and can’t help smiling into it. He wants more. “Hey.” Buck says, finally pulling away, licks his spit-covered lips nervously. “Do you- do you maybe wanna come in for a beer?” he asks shyly, and at Tommy’s surprised expression and raised eyebrow he realizes it might sound like he’s inviting him for more than a beer, and he panics again. “I- I- I mean, just a beer. And maybe- maybe more of this.” he pecks Tommy’s lips again, not able to resist a smile. “But just a beer. I don’t think I’m- But who knows, maybe-” he stumbles over his words, because the truth is, he wants Tommy, he wants… he wants so much, he wants to experience so much for the first time – it’s just that he’s not sure if it’s not too quick for this relationship, and for him.

“Evan.” Tommy interrupts, bringing his other hand up, now cradling Buck’s face in both, thumbs moving soothingly along Buck’s cheeks. “Your pace, remember? No pressure, no rush.”

“You’re really cool, you know that?” Buck whispers.

“So I keep hearing.” Tommy chuckles, and it’s adorable. He kisses Buck again, and the butterflies in Buck’s stomach go crazy. Fuck, he doesn't remember the last time he felt this giddy and excited and just light. “I’d love to come in for a beer.”

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Decided to make a little visual guide to the transformation lore I have for my personal Winx Rewrite AU. :) This ofc only covers the ones I've talked about so far, future guides will be made as I get to showing off designs of future forms.

TEXT VERSION:

WINX REWRITE: FAIRY LORE

MAGIC WINX -> CHARMIX -> ENCHANTIX

(a lil guide by yours truly)

MAGIC WINX:

The first form a fairy will use when they start to learn fairy magic. Named after the term used for the source of a fairy's powers. Characterized by a simpler, more casual look.

This form is one of the very first things a fairy learns to achieve, as it gives them full access to the range of abilities they start off with as a beginner, and gets them started on learning how to both use and control their powers.

CHARMIX:

A power-up to Magic Winx, characterized by bright, glowing lines that appear on the fairy's outfit along with a bright glow in their eyes.

Charmix is gained when the fairy overcomes a significant personal struggle, thus deepening their connection to their Winx. While it is technically not necessary, Charmix is widely believed to be a very helpful step along the road to gaining Enchantix.

ENCHANTIX:

Enchantix is the ultimate main form a fairy can gain. Once it is achieved, it replaces Magic Winx as the base form used when transforming. It is characterized by a more regal, armoured appearance and larger wings. Fairies who gain this power are known as "guardians" of their field of magic.

Gaining it requires the fairy to save someone from their homeworld, and show great sacrifice in doing so.Once it is acquired, fairies gain access to the usage of Fairy Dust, which they can use to break dark spells, as well as miniaturize. The Fairy Dust is stored in a wand the fairy can summon at any point in time.

I respect everyone coming to the conclusion that Jimmy NOT dying first is the reason the server went to chaos so fast. One of the strongest curses on the server (the only one largely Acknowledged by the players) being broken Had to have an effect right?

I disagree.

The Canary Curse is actually stronger than ever and working Just as intended.

The first player dies. The weakest of the bunch. The one whose lungs can’t stand the smoke like the others in the mine can.

And then? Then more people die. The world implodes around them, mortality catching up and catching up Fast. Chaos breaks out as the ground is torn to bits and people run screaming at every turn.

(There is a REASON it’s called the Canary Curse. There is a reason it isn’t just called Jimmy’s)

The Party Animal and the Goth

Duncan tried to tell her before they showed up that this would be different. She should give it a try. It’d been years since the last party she went to with him (she’d been dating Trent at the time to, something Duncan further blamed for her bad time). Maybe she’d like it now. And Duncan wouldn’t leave her alone, he swore. No awkward hanging out by herself and the dog should they have one. And if Trent was there, Duncan would punch him just for her. Blah blah. All sorts of promises. Well. She wasn’t into it. Like she said she wouldn’t be. Duncan fucked off somewhere else. Like she thought he would. And she saw her ex Trent floating around and she was doing everything in her power to avoid any awkward small talk that would ensue the second he saw her again. Like she feared.  Of course the party was going to be that predictable. She should have put money on it. And there wasn't even a dog. Around midnight she’d gotten sick of the whole thing. But Duncan was off doing something (hopefully not someone) and Geoff found her. They talked. She mentioned maybe looking for DJ and leaving. But Geoff lit up like she’d just told him he won a prize and her night got a little weird. Instead of just saying bye or helping her find DJ or literally anything else, Geoff was instantly offering to talk her back to her dorm. So that got her where she was now, walking with Geoff away from his party.  What the fuck.

Summery: A classic 'Geoff walks Gwen home' story set in the year of 2013/2014, in which Gwen has decided to leave a party early and Geoff has decided he'll walk her home. (College AU, no camp.)

Words: 4,274

Rating: Teen (swearing)

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Kinktober Day 10 - Fucking Machine

Poly 141 - 0.6k (on ao3)

summary: Johnny spends his afternoon entertaining his teammates. (Johnny POV)

cw: public sex? kinda? soap is getting fucked and being watched, trans ftm soap, veryyy light degradation (literally like two lines)

Johnny can’t help but cry out when the dildo hammering into his cunt speeds up, shoots the nastiest glare he can at Gaz as the other man backs away with a grin.

Johnny’s stuck tied over the common area’s coffee table, wrists and ankles tied to each leg with his back pressed flat to the glass. His cunt squelches obscenely as the machine lined up in front of him continues it's merciless pace, his slick dripping down his crack and leaving him in a pile of his own wetness.

“Don’t pout, MacTavish,” Gaz laughs, falling back into his seat and popping open a beer. “You agreed to be our weekend entertainment, and you’re at your most entertaining when you come. It’s your own fault, really.”

Johnny snarls, tries instinctively to lunge at his fellow Sergeant with teeth bared, then falling limp again as the dildo freezes buried inside of him, vibrating in long pulses right against his clit. “You- you fucking asshole-”

“Watch it,” Price comments, voice lazily like he couldn’t care less whether or not Johnny obeyed. “That’s twenty more minutes, Johnny. You know you’re not allowed to swear.”

Johnny throws his head back on the table with a shout as the thick dildo starts to fuck him again, his hips desperately grinding to try and get the delicious sensation back against his cock. “Not- not fair,” he manages to pant out.

“Nobody said we’d be fair,” Ghost scoffs from his own armchair, lighting a cigarette. “We said we’d entertain ourselves, and you’re damn entertaining when you start your wailin’, Johnny.”

He almost does just that, manages to clench his teeth and whine instead, eyes squeezed shut as he gets closer and closer to the edge. His hips hump and grind in earnest, his only instinct to get that final push and come.

“Almost there, Johnny,” Gaz says, leaning forward to lean his elbows on his knees and craning his head to watch Soap’s pussy. His back arches high off the table to try and push his cunt closer to the machine, sweat making his shoulder blades slide against the glass tabletop.

Finally, the dildo does another round of vibrations, buries itself as deep into Soap as it can get and vibrates right against his cock.

He does wail now, arches his back high off the table as he comes. If the fake cock weren’t forced into his cunt it would have gone flying across the room with how hard Soap squeezes down on it, his tight grip making the intrusion all the more pleasurable. He faintly registers a splashing sound, recognizes somewhere in the back of his mind that he’s squirting as his eyes white out from the direct pressure on his g-spot.

“There ya go!” Gaz cheers. “There’s the entertainment we were promised!”

Price laughs from the other side of the table, full and loud. “Nothin’ quite like watchin’ a true slut lose himself on a fucking machine. They all scream and cry like you’re killing ‘em, meanwhile they'll beg you for more when they’re done.”

Soap keens high in his throat at that, lets his body fall limp as the machine starts fucking him again. It’s too much now, too harsh in his swollen and sensitive cunt. He tries to blink his eyes open, gives up on the third try and goes back to trying to squirm away from his fucking.

He already knows it’s going to be a long afternoon.

okay i don't know if the hyperfixation will hold long enough for me to actually write this but au where everything is the same but the waylon house is just a bit more structurally sound. max doesn't die and is like 'thanks for this guys, is that the whole party or?' and everyone just sort of looks at each other like. well we don't want to anger him so what can we say but yes. and so the nerds and max end up hanging out for a night in the waylon house and the worst thing that happens is grace chastity is tempted to have a beer for the first time (she doesn't though. but with max offering it's very hard for her to refuse. or focus lol) max keeps giving them weird backhanded compliments like 'wow you guys are way cooler than you look, how'd that happen' which is not the best but it's way better than being beat up for daring to be in his line of sight, so they'll take it.

so they all hang out for the night, max is like weirdly chill and friendly, eventually he leaves and they're left standing outside the waylon house like. ?? what the fuck??? did we just befriend max jagerman???? the nerds are still apprehensive considering pete still has a black eye, grace is still boiling with religious zeal and repressed lust, and steph still doesn't really like him, but they can't help but remember how he said that trying to prank him was the nicest thing someone's ever done for him. and that just can't be true, considering he's literally the star quarterback and the main character of hatchetfield high, but.... the fact that he felt like it enough says a lot, doesn't it?

so they decide to leave the prank footage to gather dust and figure this was probably the best outcome they could have hoped for. who knows what they'll walk into at school tomorrow? maybe max will become a friend.

caw 🦅

The duality of BG3 fandom for me comes to this:

There's a group of people who are - despite this being an option in game that bears (no pun intended) no consequences - convinced that based on voice acting and previous trauma Astarion is absolutely not into having a polyamorous relationship and at the same time there are people who completely ignore Gale's reaction of explicitly not being into poly and he's still being put into poly in fanart and fanfiction.

Some things are just beyond my understanding, I suppose.

elaborating on my previous Auraboa doodle, with more thoughts about what my Ideal feathered snake dragon would look like

python face, with no eyelids. why are they called auraBOAs if they're modeled after venomous snakes (i am aware pythons aren't boas either don't @ me. but it's closer than what they have now)

body is entirely feathered, save for the belly scales. in the original drawing, they had a head crest of long feathers that was supposed to get shorter down the neck, and blend into the feathery back mane. in this one i shortened it greatly and made it more of a cockatoo crest thing. a longer crest could still be fun though

the wings and tail feathers have a rounded, elliptical shape to them. elliptical wings give great maneuverability, and would be ideal for a jungle-dwelling dragon

the original doodle had paws and coatl feather ear things, but i'm getting rid of both of those. i like the sleeker snake look that Not having them adds to. also someone in the notes opened my eyes to the hand possibilities, and if this redesign DID have limbs, they would have parrot feet

also sidenote about their name: is it just me or is Auraboa kinda. clunky to say? my brain keeps autocorrecting it to Aurabora, which rolls off the tongue so much nicer. maybe even Auraboras, to make the ouroboros reference clearer

Two brothers on a lovely stroll :) Surely nothing bad will happen between them :D

i??? apparently forgot to upload these guys here??? anyways

found out while putting together matthias's oc page that his name has the exact same etymology and meaning as theo's name...

i’m sure this is information matthias is very normal about…