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tw: smut, afab reader
author note: first post for gbf and it's smut, I'm sorry LOL. It's been a while since I last wrote something putting my mind on it so I hope you'll like it!
Siegfried had the intention to charm you the second he put his foot into the warm sand, you are sure of it.
You know your boyfriend doesn't like to expose himself, and you learnt to appreciate it, your little gem that you only can appreciate, hidden from most eyes.
So, you were flabbergasted to see Siegfried so at ease with such skimpy pants, adherent like glue on his skin and torso completely exposed for everyone to look at, because let's admit it, everyone couldn't be indifferent to such a sight.
You are sitting near the shore far away from all the crew, the wave crushing the only sound between you two.
"You look handsome today." Your voice deeper than usual while you look straight into his honey eyes, your hands grip the sand under you.
"Thanks, it's exactly what I wanted." A soft giggle escapes Siegfried's mouth, strands of hair escape his soft ponytail, and the breeze make them fly in the air.
He looks ethereal, sitting there, head tilted back, throat exposed while some droplet of sea water run down his body.
It doesn't take that much convincing to find yourself on your knees, Siegfried belts and pants barely lowered to suck him off like your life depends on it.
And it's not like Siegfried complained.
"S-slow down." He half-moans, golden eyes squinting. His big hand grabs the back of your head, but don't push you forward; as always, he has the perfect control of his body even in problematic situations.
Anyway you don't listen to him, trying to take as much as possible of his throbbing cock, sucking and laving your tongue at the sides where veins are visible. Saliva drips down your mouth, some drop fall on his balls exactly where your fingers are massaging, making the stimulation more intense.
You look at him, beautiful, wonderful, chiseled abs twitching, nipples hards begging to be touched.
Then you get pulled off, a pop can be heard together with Siegfried heavy breaths, his dick, still throbbing hit his navel, tip red a globe of cum running down his lenght.
"C'mere"
You don't have to move much, your boyfriend doing all the work, pulling your lips towards his ones, in a messy dance of tongues and spit, your hands find his shoulders, something stable to grip on while sitting on his lap, while his gloved hand go downwards, fingers playing with the hem of your bikini bottom and then delving deeper into your hot core.
A moan escapes your mouth, doesn't mean Siegfried break the kiss, if anything his tongue explores deeper your mouth, a passionate dance he doesn't want to interrupt. With the free hand he pushes your lower back towards his body, so your tummy can grind on his erection.
Meanwhile his thick fingers keep stimulating you, the material of the glove a new sensation, different from his warmth, but not less enjoyable, your essence drips down his wrist, his rhythm doesn't budge, pistoning into you, your lips parting to moan his name make even more blood run south, his boner unbearable at this point.
A particular curl of two of his fingers makes your toe curl, the moan dulled from Siegfried's mouth and the world around you waver, and not for the overwhelming pleasure, but for your boyfriend pulling you under his body.
"N-No Sieg, I wanna be on top." You says, voice frail, hands pushing on his shoulders trying to flip him over.
"Are you sure you'd be able to take it?" He talks big for someone that look as affected as you from the situation.
"Flip over, I'm gonna show you how good I can take it."
A small chuckle escapes Siegfried's mouth, but decide to listen to you, flipping you over together with him.
Ah he looks majestic under you, his hair now free, soft ribbon lost somewhere during the previous activities, one of his hands grips tightly your hips while his gloved hands...
He's licking it, still stained by your essence, his warm tongue run from his wrist to his middle finger and when it reaches the top, he suck it off, his mouth eveloping it, savouring it. While he looks at you "Always delicious" a smirk grace his face, knowing well the effect he has on you.
A smirk that soon disappear when you line up and go down on him, your hole stretching to accomodate his girth, a breathless moan leaving both your mouths. You bounce on his lenght, hands finding support on his sweaty chest while both of his hands are now placed on your hip, one slightly lower towards your butt.
"Bunny go faster, let me see how much you want it." Penetrating honey eyes look at you, it's an order, but you aren't sure you'll be able to make it.
But it's not a problem that last for much, not when Siegfried decides to take the rein and bounce you on his cock, at his rhythm.
"For someone that wanted to top me so much-" His tips hit a spot that make you both roll your eyes, mind fogging under the intense pleasure "-your willpower lasted really little." His finger grips to tight that you're sure bruises will form soon, his shaft twitching inside you and getting...bigger?
You look better at his face, eyes closed, hair getting reddish and his canines getting more pointed each second that go by. A shiver runs down your spine, not a pleasure one, the kind you feel when battling some Primals.
His cock is getting impossibly big, literally.
"Sieg-look at me please" You lean down, your chests in touch, not a lick of air could go throught your bodies, your hands cupping his sweaty face "Stay calm Sieg, I love you-" A particular harsh thrust make your lips touch, not that you minded, both your hips busy in an animalistic rhythm that the both of you can't control.
An harsh slap on your butt make you squeak, breaking the kiss "Love you too" Your Siegfried is back, blown pupils so deep but so full of love you feel your heartbeat going into a frenzy, and from there it doesn't take much more to reach your apex, Siegfried fucking you through your orgasm before cumming too, your name falling from his lips like a prayer, head falling back, sand now everywhere in his brown locks.
You lay on his body, still trying to recover your breath from the intense love-making "Are you fine?" you ask, voice still feeble.
Siegfried's lips twitch into a small smile "I should be the one asking you that." His hands massage your thighs as he gives you a kiss on top of your head.
"What happened this time? The dragon blood never took over before."
"I-" Siegfried breath heavily, chest rising up and down under you "I prefer not to tell you."
You hum, maybe it will be something to talk about another day.
A few minutes go by, both enjoying the chilly breeze of the beach and the sound of the waves.
"So now I can say that I can take your dragon form?" A small laughter escapes your throat while Siegfried huffs out, the hand massaging you now playful slap your ass.
"I guess so."
This time, you can't contain your boisterous laughter, and Siegfried smiles, eye closing, cherishing your time together
#gbf imagines#granblue fantasy imagines#gbf x reader#granblue fantasy x reader#gbf smut#granblue fantasy smut#gbf siegfried#gbf#granblue fantasy
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Worrywart
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Word count: 2135
T/W:
Event spoilers/mentions (…And You, A Sweltering Eternal Getaway)
Not so heavy(?) mentions of Gawain feeling anxiety and Bertilak being suicidal.
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He couldn’t stop crying.
For the first time in what seemed like an eternity, the turbulent sea of emotions could not stop gushing out no matter how hard he tried to piece himself back together.
The captain had a fever, that was what everyone thought. But that fever turned into Nectar melting all over the floor and the fabric of reality tearing apart all while everyone screamed to the top of their lungs for them to wake up.
This is the norm, he told himself.
They’ve always been a lightning rod for danger… but for a fever to turn into something heinous like this?
God, Gawain’s paranoia was building up so much, that it could fill the gaps between the island that housed Feendrache, Dalmore and Wales all the way down to Pandemonium itself.
It was the norm. It had always been this way.
It’s just that Gawain wished it wasn’t. He just wanted them to go through the rest of their life with as little danger as possible.
He could relate to that Orologia, he supposed… but he’d never hurt the captain to that magnitude before. Nor will he ever want to.
Gawain’s poor heart couldn’t handle any more bad news about them, frankly speaking. He was fine the first few months with the Grandcypher crew but after a mishap (and fallen angel or two) here and there, the saviour of Dalmore developed a feeling he wasn’t familiar with.
Anxiety.
It ate him away, and he wasn’t aware of it at first… not until the captain collapsed with a fever and he heard nothing but suspicious whispers between the dragons and that blasted Eternal man named Siete. That’s when he realised it wasn’t a regular fever, and they were once again hurting in a place far beyond his reach to be of any assistance.
Gawain was human, with human capabilities. Sure, he was strong but he’d be joking if he equated his strength to someone like Sandalphon or Fediel… or Siete… even if that carefree annoyance was just as human as him (is he human?).
What can Gawain do? Nothing.
In every instance when they’re in danger, he couldn’t do anything of significance no matter how hard he tried. He would start to lose sleep during the nights when they’re not back on the ship, even though the other crewmates happily talked about the recent letters and trinkets they received from them that would indicate they’re probably well.
You were a liar, he concluded; a dangerous one at that. The kind that would tell everyone around them that everything is fine before being found dead the next day, with traces of prolonged suffering kept secret.
How does one cope with being in love with someone like that?
It was painful for him to bear this fear of losing them daily, what of their suffering? What’s going on in their mind that they’ve never told him? Would they tell him?
It hurts.
It hurts Gawain so much, he can’t get himself up from bed on some days. No one would pester him about it too, no one on the ship was particularly close to him.
So he just rots.
Rotting away in one of the storerooms, he calms his heart before he walks out to face other people. He’s slumped to the ground, leaning against the shelves as he hugs his knees and rests his head forward.
“What the hell?”
Gawain almost jumped at that voice – he wasn’t expecting anyone to enter. “Bertilak,” he tried to keep his usual composure, “What do you think you’re doing here?”
“Don’t Bertilak me, dumbass,” the brunet snapped back, “I should be asking you that. This is my sanctuary, and I ain’t sharing.” He gestures to the surroundings in the room.
“Can’t you go to your room?”
“Can’t you go to your room?”
“Tch.”
“C’mon, get out.” Bertilak clapped his hands as if talking to a dog, “Ever since I hung out with those Erune brothers, they won’t stop pestering me about rizzing up a 5-meter tall bombshell so my room’s not safe. Honestly, if I can’t stand Charlotta, what makes them think I’d want 6 of her stacked up with duct tape?”
Silence.
“Oh my godddd, Bahamut to Gawain? Sir Gawaaaainnnn? Are you in there?” The brunet knocked Gawain’s head a few times before his hands were shoved away.
“Can you just!” He raised his voice before inhaling to calm down, “… just leave me be,”
Bertilak wasn’t sure what he walked into, but if the knight that protected his country was sitting in near fetal position, refusing to fight back? Something was definitely off. He decided to bite.
“Nah, don’t feel like it,” he simply responded, “But what’s up with you? On the ground all depressing like that.”
“Not in the mood.”
“Captain-related?”
“...”
“Aha! Pre-marital angst!” He rubbed his palms together with newfound interest, “What troubles in paradise are we havin’ today?”
Bertilak’s smirk cracked wider seeing the man beneath him sigh in defeat.
“It’s always those Eternals men,” He started, “Or those Society members, or dragons, or primals, or angels,” Gawain’s frustration started to seep out, “They’re always off with those crowds saving the Skies from extinction. I’m always left behind to wait until they’re back… Sometimes they disappear and don’t come back at all. They’re always so close to dying on me.”
“On you?” The younger male snorted.
“Shut it,” Gawain’s voice was stern, “you know what I mean,”
“Uh-huh…” Bertilak put his hand on his chin, posing as if he was trying to think about it, “Aren’t you like, special to the captain?”
“I doubt it.”
“They give you presents for every occasion. Every year. Without fail. You know how fat their wallet gotta be to pull that off?”
“They do that for everyone.”
“Rightttt, even Valentine’s Day?”
“Yes.”
“What the fuck, how come I never got anything?!” He whined at the discovery, “Hey, it’s requited though, right? You give them presents too?”
“Yes.”
“Huh, maybe that’s how to get on their good side. Y’know that one weird-haired guy that flirts a lot? The one with all the swords strapped to his pants without it falling – Big brother this, big brother that?”
“Siete.”
“Yeah, yeah, that guy. He brings them literally everywhere, man. It’s crazy. I think they went to Levin for the hot springs not that long ago. Always wanted to go th- ohhhhh…” Bertilak figured it out, wagging his finger smugly. “It’s cuz they all turned blue-haired recently right? Like they’re destined to be.”
Silence.
“...I had that,” he crouched to the ground to meet the knight’s pained eyes, “That was how it was when I was back home.”
More silence.
That was his queue to elaborate.
Bertilak isn’t all that great with telling people how he feels but he breathed in, clearing his mind as he gathered his words.
“In Dalmore, I was so… tiny. Doesn’t matter what I did, I never played a big role where I wanted to,” his shoulders slumped, “No matter how many bones I broke from training, no matter how much I cried myself to sleep when the day ended. I wasn’t ever a part of what made Dalmore free…” His breath shook. The boy bit his lower lip to stop it from quivering the way it did, “Everything that happened… would’ve still carried out the way it did if I never existed –
– Because Dalmore was your story. Not mine… Never mine.”
Gawain’s head lifted an inch hearing his admission.
“Made me fucking angry, when I finally met you. The hero of my dreams, lookin’ down on me.” A pathetic laugh escaped his lips as he frustratingly ran his hand through his hair, “It’s exhausting, y’know? Waking up to try your hardest, only to just feel like dying at the end of it. Then being treated like some spoiled brat on top of it all. All that effort, not even acknowledged.”
“... I didn’t know,” Gawain spoke up.
“And you wouldn’t have ever known,” He snorted.
“Are you…?”
“Yeah, I still wanna kill myself every waking hour of the day but what’s new?” Bertilak nonchalantly said as he inspected his nails, looking bored out of his mind, “How I got out of that mindset was to just… leave. After your stupid potato pullin’ lesson, I thought, ‘I’m not letting him go without me’. So instead of balling my eyes out back home till I kick the bucket, I left that shithole chasing after you.”
Bertilak now staring into Gawain’s eyes, his own burning with determination, “No matter how much you shove me away, I’m squeezing myself in your business. If Dalmore wasn’t my story, then I’ll tag along this ship glued to your ass until I find my calling.”
He softly knocked his knuckles onto Gawain’s forehead, a smirk worn on his face but it was more endearing than cocky this time, “And once I do, you’ll be part of it.”
Gawain’s eyes widened as he heard the young man’s confession, but before he could speak up, Bertilak thrust his fists further into the man’s skull.
“Augh!”
“I’m strangling you and myself if you bring this up to anyone.” Bertilak dusted his pants as he stood back up, “Orrrr maybe I’ll tell Cap'n how you’ve been feeling this entire time?”
“... Would you?”
“No,” Bertilak’s face was serious for a split second, “None of my business. Just go be by their side. If they’re leaping through different dimensions, why not follow? Who cares if you’re not familiar with the other goons around them? They probably don’t either. Travelling the skies like that… isn’t that lonely? Wouldn’t it be nice to at least have someone close by their side? Besides… you know, the red gecko and blue kid. Why’s there so many blue people? A fucking whatever-blue fantasy.”
“Besides, surely that Siete guy can’t do everything.” He huffed, “Aunty Metera said flirts like that are a temporary high. You can’t really settle down with someone like that,” He crossed his arms, “There’s not much they can confide with between lizard and Lizria either, you know. Some things you just can’t tell someone that raised you… and I’m 100% sure they hide a lot of their pain from the girl to keep her from worrying. You starting to see what I mean?”
Gawain sat there, thoughts stew in his head as he processed all that was said. Bertilak took this as a sign to lighten up the mood, “But screw all that. Aunty Korwa getting me in a dress was much more fun than dealing with my feelings. Sometimes you gotta slay to keep the sad away… or whatever Chloe says. Have you met Chloe? She did my nails once. Most mentally stable I’ve felt, to be honest,” he rambled as he took a look at his nails one more time.
“Anyway, bye. Hope your love life sorts itself out. Hope I don’t see you here again, Sho’s also pretty clingy so this place is still mine.” He turned his heels and left Gawain alone.
Kids are… something. Whatever just happened, it will take some time for Gawain to understand (what does slay mean in that context? Lizria? Why’s he acquainted with so many people already?), but one thing was certain – he didn’t feel as horrible as he was before the brat showed up.
Gawain sighed. There was truth in Bertilak’s words about their relationship with Vyrn and Lyria. The captain was always hiding, it was probably just as soul-crushing bottling it up as he has with his own feelings. Maybe it’s better to confide in each other?
That sounds like a mess…
But the thought made Gawain smile regardless.
He kicks himself off the ground and walks out of the storage room, feeling more like himself again. It was about time they came back from Sierokarte’s errands anyway. He’ll be there to help carry the boxes.
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Sometime, not too long ago, word spread around the ship of Fiorito’s birthday coming soon. The girls were buzzing, hoping to make gifts that would suit their friend. A certain designer had special plans…
“What.” Bertilak deadpanned, not believing his ears.
“Please! You’re about the same body measurements as her, I can tell!” Korwa held onto his hands, pleading.
“Fuck no, are you kidding?” He swatted her hands away.
“It’s just a one-time fitting! I just need to see if the dress fits around the back.”
“I’m not wearing a dress.”
“Why not?”
“I… can’t think… of a valid excuse… Whatever, fine.” Bertilak’s head hung down, giving up his resistance, “But it better look good on me or I’ll be pissed.”
“Lucky for you, that’s my area of expertise! Come, let’s go back to my workshop.”
Bertilak learned how comfortable skirts were that day.
#gbf#gbf headcanons#granblue#granblue fantasy#gbf imagines#granblue fantasy imagines#gbf gawain#gawain gbf#granblue fantasy gawain#gbf x reader#gbf x reader imagines#gawain x reader#I have this very specific headcanon that Gawain is very jealous of Siete's proximity to MC but is completely fine with Six#I want more Bertilak content he is actually really likeable (in my head where anything can be real)#I want Bertilak to be the pouty child showered in glitter by the many aunties on the ship#I also want him to be a ball of messy emotions that's just... surviving somehow#I strive on Gawain-Bertilak bonding I love them#Fetal position Gawain
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when you're feeling down, sandalphon isn't completely sure what to do and how to handle this. he truly cares for you from the bottom of his heart, but these feelings of love and affection are still quite the enigma to him (though he knows for sure that he loves you). his movements are gentle yet rather unsure as he wraps his arms around you, and lets you cry into his neck. it doesn't bother him at all how your tears fall onto his skin and clothing, or how he's still not very used to such intimacy—all he cares for right now is you in his arms, as he hopes that he can at least provide even the slightest comfort for you. after all, it's what you deserve (and that would be all the love and care in the world, which he'll try his best to give it to you, because he loves you so much).
#gbf sandalphon x reader#sandalphon x reader#gbf x reader#i think sandalphon deserves all the love in the world >< but he's definitely ready to give it to those he loves too#(...even if he may still be quite clumsy. but he'll try his best for you.)#granblue fantasy x reader#gbf imagines#granblue fantasy imagines#sandalphon#gbf#granblue fantasy#sandalphon (gbf)#gbf sandalphon#gbf x reader imagines#granblue fantasy sandalphon#(btw since i'm still just in ebg !! i promise i only mean that in a platonic way haha i def dont have feelings for sandy at all TvT ^^ <3)#✍︎ — starry love letters.#➳ granblue fantasy !
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Good morning I was going to make a post about how Granblue robbed us of yet ANOTHER big sword dragon man that could have had lizard eyes but doesn't (SOL BADGUY GUILTY GEAR STRIVE), but then I kept scrolling
They at least glow :) I'll take it
#textpost#Sol's eyes glow SOMETIMES in Strive. If you Heavy Mob and catch it in the right lighting on the right frame you can see his pupils#light up first before his eyes go entirely solid yellow. It's really cool actually#I learned about the perpetuity ring today after seeing the ring icon on my one friends' Azusa and googling it#You can marry them....#SOMEHOW I do have exactly ONE perpetuity ring#I don't have Siegfried though lol I also STILL don't know his lore the entire way lmao#But I know Siegfried Nibelungenlied's lore and I can't imagine it being toooooo different from that#The other knights' lore seems to more or less align with their source material#Going to be so soooo so upset when I get to Gawain and it's not Sir Gawain & The Green Knight Gawain#(it won't be. it's never that gawain because honestly why tf would it be rofl there are so many other gawain stories)#It should be the Gawain from that Latin language story that has the functional recipe for Greek fire in it /s#(De Ortu Waluuanii Nepotis Arturi)#*opening granblue fantasy and pushing everyone else out of the way* Show Me The Knights
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love and peace and cinnamoroll and hello kitty
#i LOVE cinnamoroll so as u can imagine im elated with the april fools event#gbf#granblue fantasy#lamorak#percival
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cut the cameras. I DIDN'T IMAGINE HIM WEARING ANY OF THOSE
#granblue fantasy#gbf#I IMAGINED HIM WEARING PANTS SIMILAR TO MALEAGANT!!#I AM SHOCKETH#bertilak (granblue fantasy)
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The Savior of Dalmore
#granblue fantasy#gbf#gawain (granblue fantasy)#happy new year specialy to Gawain fans!!! * offers a humble meal *#I struggled so much with this one because I had to redo the entire thing from a screenshot because I didn't like how it turned first#bless my insane un healthy obesession for doing multiple screeenshots of my drawings#if it looks weird shhhhhh it does not it's your imagination lalala#also tried to imitate the gbf artstyle with his eyes#I failed miserably but anyways#compression shirt + knight combo do be hitting different
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Then I dare/ask you to make a Belial White Day post please. Add some 🌶 for congrats on 69 followers.
we've reached 70 followers now at the time of posting this, so thank you everyone for your support, patience, and joy for my writing! I wouldn't be here without everyone's love for granblue. Here's to many more!
A special fate episode with Belial down below...
For One Night Only
Belial has somehow managed to worm his way into joining the Grandcypher crew after proving he can be (somewhat) trusted. (Captain) confronts him about these things in a late-night conversation. Unsure of how things will play out, (Captain) has decided to meet him alone to protect those they care about most.
The sunset had seemingly taken forever, it's golden-purple rays drifting beneath the skies.
(Captain) is on the Grandcypher's deck, awaiting the arrival of a new crew member.
A few weeks ago…
Belial: Join you? What kind of request is that…
Belial: …
Belial: …Fine. Don't make me regret this, Singularity.
Present day.
Belial: Oh? Were you waiting for me here, all by yourself?
Belial: That's a dangerous thing, you know.
Choose: I didn't do it for you.
Belial: Ouch… that hurts, Singularity. Why can't you ever just let go, for just a little?
Belial takes a step closer, his face close to yours.
Choose: Dangerous? How?
Belial's face lights up, a smirk forming upon his lips. He leans over, his face close to yours.
Belial: You really don't know?
Continue 1:
(Captain) takes a step backward. Their hands are shaking, whether out of fear or something else - they aren't sure.
Belial: Don't step away from me, captain.
The captain is now leaning against the guard rail of the Grandcypher. Their hands are white-knuckling the wood, arms shaking.
Belial's presence almost seems too much. His voice lowers ever so slightly with his next words:
Belial: What's wrong, Singularity? Cat got your tongue?
He steps forward, closer. (Captain) is pinned against the Grandcypher's side, Belial's hands at the captain's shoulders.
Choose: What are you doing?
Belial: Mmn… nothing.~
His hands move to (Captain)'s face, gently gripping their chin with his forefinger and thumb. The captain's face is red from the physical touch.
Belial smirks again, watching as (Captain) struggles to say anything, effectively trapped by the fallen angel.
Belial: Ahh, so cute…
Belial dips his head, his lips resting by the captain's ear:
Belial: You'd make such gorgeous sounds out here…
(Captain) turns their head away, trying to ignore Belial. Their head is foggy, the Grandcypher fading away.
Belial's voice is like an echo.
Belial: Are you ready to submit yourself to me, (Captain)?
Then, from below deck.
Lyria's Voice: (Captain)? Where are you…?
(Captain): …!
The captain regains their senses and their surroundings, the sounds of the Grandcypher falling back into place.
Belial takes a step back, holding his hands up in surrender.
Belial: Looks like I've been outsmarted.
Belial: Oh, well. Next time, then?
Choose: Next time?
Belial's smirk returns.
Belial: Whenever you feel the urge for release… you know where to find me.
Belial steps away completely, leaving the captain to their thoughts.
How will having Belial on the ship go…?
#gbf#granblue fantasy#granblue#gbf writing#granblue fantasy writing#gbf imagines#belial gbf#gbf belial#belial granblue#《 anonymous 》#if I hit 100 followers maybe I'll write fate episode 2?#off topic but i love writing fate episodes they're so much fun
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How Gran/Djeeta (The Singularity) + crew would meet Guda & Mash
#fgo#gbf#fate grand order#granblue fantasy#ritsuka fujimaru#mash kyrielight#gran#djeeta#ik collabs are a 0% chance but if they would ever get one it'd be kinda funny#GET IT? because granjeeta are called the 'singularity'#like imagine the whiplash of danchou seeing lancelot and percival and then they see siegfried and goes-#-'nope that checks out actually'#all the jeannes pointing at each other
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I'm a simple person: Belial for the character meme?
Thanks, anon! :D
First impression: Funny story; when I first saw/heard about Belial, I think some wires got crossed? (Re: fallen angels being fallen because of impregnating human women.) So basically I thought his goal was to get everyone pregnant, hence his...everything. XD;
Impression now: Winner of the Instant Get Out of Writer's Block award for five years running! (Also I have way too many emotions about this guy...he melted my heart and returned me to my fangirl roots, how dare he. HWO DARE HE)
Favorite moment: When he "wakes up" Sariel in 000--it's our first real confirmation of there being more to him than just being horny and traitorous. "Break the chains of this false lord you never agreed to serve...and let's go see how your anthill is doing." ;_;
Idea for a story: HAHAHAHA I HAVE TOO MANY.
Unpopular opinion: I don't like when he yells (except for that Sariel scene above). I worry too much about Hosoyan's voice to appreciate it!
Favorite relationship: Belial x Djeeta (x Lyria), even still, though I do love giving him a harem. :D Also my self-insert OC is somewhere in there
Favorite headcanon: He's good at baking, and that's part of why he "apologized" to Lyria for not being a pastry chef like he claimed.
#character meme#belial gbf#asks#anon asks#granblue fantasy#Other “unpopular opinions” include “I quite like living and don't like to imagine him killing me even though that's IC” XD;
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5 scientist
So I wanted to draw them all, uhhhhh my top 3 Adds tho uhhhh, can't you tell? Also MMMM still fiddling with Monstera’s outfit. But he looks good, he is suggesting Doomhemoth to take a sip of a special concoction he brewed up. It's green. Mad paradox is holding onto Doomhemoth’s forearm as the deal starts to settle in, he is grinning so massively, and drooling a black substance as usual.
In the distance Domi is taking interest in the specimen, and funnily enough shoves his clipboard at Overmind’s chest and so he could get a more focused posture of the beast from afar.
Poor Overmind
Basically, umm, green stuff and magenta stuff is a thing hahh
Great example of consuming Magenta brew~> burning desire is unleashed in a monster format.
Great example of a sip of the green vile~> a humanoid form, this tones down the Monster deformity...tho not diminishing It completely.
Para waters Monstera...
#elsword#there is so many Adds here#I am truly in Addhell aren't I#I will never escape the admiring horrors and tragedy of a scientist from a game I literally quited a year ago or so#elsword sucks go play granblue fantasy versus#also I think it is very important to note that I just imagine Freddie Mercury’s voice for my 5th path Add Monstera Thorns#the reason for Top scars on this version of Doom Bringer is mainly for representation I literally don't know where to put it in lore atm#monster hell#story ramble
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Braid and flowers
tags: Siegfried centric. I just really wanted a soft Sieg with flowers sob. Hinted at the end Siegfried x reader/danchou.
When Siegfried arrived at the Dragon Knights's meeting chatter stopped all of a sudden. Lancelot looks at him with wide eyes while Vane is smiling at him. Percival looks like he wants to say something, the annoyance is clearly dripping from his expression, his nose curled up like a kitty but he decides to click his tongue and go back to the topic they were previously discussing about.
So what caused these reactions?
It's because of Siegfried new hairstyle; a soft braid expertly intertwined with fresh flowers. Some strands fall free on the man's face making Siegfried look ethereal. It's a look that suits him, not that it is hard when you look like an Adonis the second you wake up, but it enhances his beauty. He talks with the other knights about the current expenses and how to improve the other soldiers' training not minding the other knights staring a bit too long his hair.
"Let's take a break!" Vane proposes when the sun starts setting, already pulling toward the table fresh baked goods he brought from home. Nobody has the heart to refuse, not even Percival that usually prefers to finish the job and just then take a break. Vane is also the first one to question the elephant in the room for the relief of his colleagues.
"Oh this? One of the trainees made it, he told me there is a celebration in town-" Siegfried starts to explain how a harvin trainee wouldn't stop looking at his hair so Siegfried asked him if there was anything wrong.
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"N-No. Excuse me for staring, it's just…" The young boy looked down, the fringe of his bowl cut long enough to cover his black eyes. "In town, there is a celebration for a holiday that is really important to my family-" The harvin says, fidgeting with his fingers "Where I come from everyone has long hair so we can braid them for this holiday, but I had to cut them before coming here."
Siegfried nods at the kid's words, but still misses the point of the guy's stare.
"I was staring because I miss my long hair. I know it's stupid, I can't even go there-"
"You want to braid mine?" It's Siegfried's curt question, voice firm as always.
The harvin finally looks back at him, eyes sparkling with joy, but his Adam's apple bobs with worry.
"You don't have to be anxious, I don't mind if you braid my hair, just-" Siegfried sits down, giving his back to the kid "Don't brush too hard, my scalp is sensitive." His honey-colored irises are soft, brown long eyelashes making his eyes look sweeter. There is no real bite in his voice trying not to worry the kid more.
Siegfried sees the kid nodding before feeling his small fingers combing as best as he could Siegfried's soft hair. There were some knots, after all the knight doesn't spend too much of his time on his hair, but the braiding was more or less painless.
"Let me add the finishing touch!" The man looks behind, noticing all the flowers the kid picked up.
"Are you going to put them in my hair?"
"Yes. Is it a problem? Excuse me for not-"
"Can you please add a sunflower?" The harvin widened his big eyes before nodding and smiling at the knight's request.
And after the finishing touch, Siegfried was free and the harvin looked relaxed.
The kid thanked him again and again before going back to his training. Siegfried smiled seeing him walking away, happy to have brought peace the the trainee's troubled heart.
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"That's why I have my hair braided like this. It looks good right?" Siegfried turns toward the big mirror in the room. He has never been vain but he honestly thinks the kid did an amazing job. The flowers never dropped from their places, adding light to his brown hair. They should train together to reciprocate the favor.
"You look beautiful Siegfried." Lancelot replies, there is no mirth in his voice, just genuine appreciation.
"Yeah! It softens your features and shows off your sweet side. Don't you agree Percival?" Vane adds with a bit more enthusiasm.
Percival doesn't say anything at first, lost in thoughts while drinking his cup of tea.
"Percival?" Vane asks again. This time he is able to pull the prince out of his thoughts.
"Yes, you look really nice." He brushes it off, eyes showing his mind still hasn't connected with them.
Because Percival knows there is no festival in town. He is sure of it. But decides not to say anything, the lie of the harvin is clearly harmless. The red hair smiles before sipping again from his cup, happy his teacher still hasn't lost his humanity.
"Let's go back to work." Percival orders and the other knights' nod, already too much time lost chit-chatting.
Siegfried agrees with them, one hand caressing his hair, feeling the textures and bumps of the hairstyle.
He isn't sure he will be able to go to town later, but Siegfried would like to try this style again when the captain visits them.
He'd love to hear their opinion and maybe spend a bit of time together in peace, surrounded by the same flowers adorning his hair.
Little detail I didn't add in the drabble: The harvin grew up in an all women family. He got taught early how to braid hair and used to do that to relieve stress but now with short hair he doesn't know how to push out the negativity! The festival was all an excuse but he was too worried people would insult him for having a "female" hobby or just...having worries or anxieties like a normal human being. Don't worry next time harvin kid! No real knight would do that!💪🏻
#gbf#granblue fantasy#siegfried gbf#gbf siegfried#dragon knights#gbf imagines#gbf imagine#my two posts for gbf are both about sieg and one is hard smut and the other slice of life fluff#the duality of a woman I guess LOL
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I held off reading Halloween Florence's fate episode until recently because I knew there would be some nugget of Gawain in it and I would like to report:
Florence pranked Gawain A LOT growing up.
The pranks are extreme for others, from the reactions the other sorceress gave when Florence described her idea for a haunted labyrinth.
"Forgive me if I'm wrong, Lady Florence, but are you actually a huge fan of horror?"
"Ah, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to enjoy myself so much thinking about all this... I've only ever played these kinds of pranks on Gawain..."
The Archduke was practically shitting himself going through the thing.
Gawain probably gained immunity to her pranks that she'd constantly amped up the scare factor (or maybe she was always this excessive from the start?)
Whatever the case, I kinda picture baby Gawain being really spooked at first, and Florence is just a menace to society.
Gawain thoroughly enjoyed the labyrinth!! Immediately walked in there! He's definitely okay, if not also into, horror stuff.
#gbf#gbf headcanons#granblue#granblue fantasy#gbf imagines#granblue fantasy imagines#gbf gawain#gawain gbf#granblue fantasy gawain#gbf x reader#gbf x reader imagines#gawain x reader#just needed to share what I discovered because no one else will appreciate this info in my circle
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😇👿Rock Band
#oc#their band name is Xeraphim and they are famous throughout the Hells#ttrpg#open destiny#they embrace the edge#from left to right#first is the drummer#second is the vocalist and rapper#third is another vocalist and has a keyboard guitar#fourth is the main guitarist#I was imagining their style of music to be like Starset and Granblue Fantasy's Paradise Lost#original characters#campaign art#fallen angel oc#rock band oc#punk aesthetic
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Oh yeah, I just remembered something. When I played through the Great Wall arc of Granblue and found out Baragona's backstory my first thought was: "wow, this is like if Itachi's backstory was good."
The history of Torhid isn't the same as Konoha in many ways, but what Baragona's story did sell me on was the idea of: "I can understand why this guy killed his family."
The whole thing is a bit lengthy, so a summary: the bloodline of Torhid's royal family is the key to activate an ancient nuke. The king finds out that the ruler of another, much more powerful country (elderly catboy in the video, True King) that they're subservient to (the prince of Torhid, Baragona, is one of his esteemed knights) wants that ancient nuke.
King Torhid devises an insane plan where he attempts rebellion and orders his own son to slaughter the entire royal line in retaliation, which will both keep the nuke from being able to be activated and force the True King to rely on Baragona, which will put Baragona in a position to backstab him. The rest of the royal line agrees to their own slaughter, seeing it as their duty to keep the nuke out of the True King's hands.
Baragona goes down the family line, cutting down unresisting relations until he arrives at his youngest cousin. Even after everything, he can't bring himself to kill such a small child and hides him away instead.
In no particular order, things that this plot did well:
You initially meet Baragona in another country long before hearing about all the tragedies, and he's a polite and helpful fellow. This makes you question from the beginning if the slaughter narrative you hear is the whole story; contrast Itachi, who is pretty consistently horrible right up until The Reveal
While the Torhid royal family is never given a hard population number, it's implicitly not a huge number of people; contrast the Uchiha, who were populous enough to have their own neighborhood and stores. A direct royal line is also going to have a much more limited, controlled population versus a huge clan with centuries of history
It's suggested that the child that Baragona can't kill is the youngest target. Contrast Naruto never spelling out the ages of Itachi's victims but creating a situation (extended family) where the existence of other kids as young as Sasuke is the only thing that makes sense
King Torhid's plan is so extreme because he's up against a much more powerful figure that he can't match on the battlefield and can't find an alliance against; manipulation is the only option. The problem of the nuke also creates an immediate, extreme threat that the royal family has a plausible sense of intense responsibility towards. Contrast the vague Uchiha complaints of "marginalized cops" and the lack of any outside intervention/alternative solutions, as well as the lack of dire enough narrative circumstances to push characters into making believable hasty decisions
Unresisting targets for murder carried out by an adult versus actively resisting targets for murder carried out by a teen and a pre-teen
Granblue's story is hardly perfect--there's timeline issues, and you gotta wonder just how "consenting" the entire royal family was to being slaughtered, and it still leaves you asking if there wasn't a better way. It feels much more plausible, though, and Baragona still manages to eke out some pathos in spite of his horrific actions whereas Itachi never got more than a HAH from me on account of how absurd the whole Uchiha plot is.
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Granblue Fantasy x Attack on Titan Collaboration Eruri Moments
In the game Granblue Fantasy, Levi's homescreen speech is: "Erwin... What you wanted to see, what you wanted to know in the outside world, I will learn everything and take them back to you."
LEVI - I'M TRUSTING YOU SCENERIO
Levi: I see... The world beyond the walls... Like the skies above, this place is unimaginably vast. Erwin... The world you imagined is right here before my eyes. Not a bad sight.
Levi whispers as he stares at the sky.
Erwin: That is an order.
Levi: I said no.
Erwin: ...
Levi: Wasn't it your dying wish to see the world beyond the walls? This is your chance. Right before you... I shouldn't be going. You should.
Erwin: I have to carry the burden of the dead on my shoulders... I must stay and know what becomes of the dedicated hearts. My responsibility lies here. This is what I must do as a Survey Corps commander. Levi... Do it. Gather every piece of useful information and bring it back to me.
Erwin puts his desires second and his duty to protect the country as commander first. Levi stares at Erwin's tightly clenched fist.
Levi: (He's trying to control himself...) I understand. I will go in your place.
In need of supplies, the crew stops on an island populated with mountains. Seeing another island for the first time, Levi's eyes wander with excitement in all directions.
Levi: So... This is the world beyond the wall.
....
Levi: I guess Erwin's choice to send me was no mistake.
Levi vows to learn as much as possible on this trip and tell Erwin everything.
TITANIC YEAGER - THE WALLED COUNTRY SCENERIO
Levi: If you don't have a plan, it'll only be a matter of time before we have to hand over Eren and the Survey Corps is disbanded.
Erwin: Things are already in motion.
Erwin elaborates no further.
Neither does Levi question Erwin any longer.
There's only one thing left to say.
Levi: Understood. I'll trust in your judgment.
Given their history, that is enough to bring about a mutual understanding through unspoken words.
...
Erwin and Levi, two people who have overcome death at every step. Their experiences have forged a genuine bond of trust.
...
Levi: I trust you, Erwin.
TITANIC YEAGER - CHANCES AND CONSEQUENCES SCENERIO
Eren: Commander Erwin?
Levi: Shut up, recruit.
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Levi: Every soldier in the Survey Corps believes in the commander, including myself. Whatever the outcome may be, we know that believing in Erwin gives us the highest chance of survival. That's all we can do—put our faith in the commander and advance.
...
Eren: Captain? What was the commander talking about?
Levi: ...
Eren: Captain?
Levi doesn't answer.
After a long pause, he finally speaks.
Levi: I said to trust him.
TITANIC YEAGER - COUNTERATTACK ON TITAN SCENERIO
Levi: While you guys were fighting, my squad was bringing repair supplies to the Grandcypher. Not a bad plan, but you were treading on thin ice. We could've lost everything if we were even a second too late.
Erwin: It was a big gamble, one that relied on perfect timing. You did well, Levi.
Levi: Save it.
Rackam: Is your boss always like this?
Levi: Yeah. Always. But you have nothing to worry about.
TITANIC YEAGER - ENDING SCENERIO
Erwin: Levi!
Levi: Sigh... Being a failsafe is such a nuisance.
Erwin: Haha. Good luck.
There is still hope yet for this oft cruel world.
Travelers from the sky have planted the seeds of light within the dark hearts of confined humanity.
Erwin and the Survey Corps salute the crew for what they provided—a chance meeting in a sea of despair.
Erwin: All the best on your journey, hope of the sky! To humanity's freedom...
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