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thelustdevil · 1 year

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Hear me out…

Chubby Chaser!Kirishima.

It’s no secret Kiri appreciates the thicker babes in life. And you certainly caught his eye.

He sees you out with friends at a cafe near his agency.

To be honest, your laugh caught his attention first, but as soon as he saw you, he needed to know your name.

His eyes were glued to you. The way your tummy squished while you sat. Or the way your thighs moved when you did.

He just needs to dig his fingers into your plush hips while he fucks you.

When he gets the courage to say hi instead of just staring, you greet him warmly. He’s a favorite hero of yours.

Conversation flows easy for the few minutes he’s there, how are you so hot? The way your breasts squeeze when you move forward has him by the throat.

He leaves with your number and a smile on his face. He texts you daily now.

Soon enough you find yourself on a late-night food date with him. It’s a spontaneous plan, he’s off patrol decently early for once.

Invites you over to watch a movie while you eat. You make it though the first movie, the takeout contains in various states of almost empty on the table.

The second movie is where it happens.

You stood up to clean, not wanting to settle in too much and leaving them out. A pair of chopsticks falls onto the floor and you bend over-

He has his hands on your thick ass in an instant. You almost jump from the contact. Instead you lean into it.

You’re in his arms and in his bedroom faster than you thought he could move.

His self-control is running so damn thin when he sees the Red Riot underwear barely covering your fat pussy lips.

No you will not be walking tomorrow. He has thought about burying himself between those thighs since day one.

He’s a messy eater but fuck you taste just as good as you look.

You look hotter than he imagined bouncing on his thick cock. The fat of your ass being squeezed and slapped by him.

He wants to take you again in the morning when he sees you lying there in one of his shirts.

Spoiler alert: he does. You’re a happy lil mf.

Part 2.

A/N: Kiri has me by the throat. Idk why but my size kink and him are besties at this point. My chubby ass (yes this was self indulgent what abt it) just wants to be thrown around by his 6’whatever frame. I know this mans hands are bigger than my face. God grant me this one thing damn.

#smut #tave time #baka-tsuki n co (bnha)#kirishima x y/n #kirishima x you #bnha eijiro kirishima #kirishima headcanon #kirishima smut #chubby reader #chubby chaser #scheduled post #the lust devil

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taveic · 2 years

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CELEBRATORY RIIKKA

#riikka Tag #tave art tag #rust tag #fantroll #i have gotten more art skilz in the time gone

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poptartmochi · 8 months

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or even the mysteriously widowed/spinster auncle who kills the aforementioned suitor and the family is like... 🤏🏻🕶️😳 so you WERE a MURDERER ALL ALONG 😱

#getting very spidery vibes from this chara :]#after learning abt silence alexander i have become a big fan of ladies who are free from their loveless arranged marriages and get a lil #freaky with it 🥴 so maybe they were chained into that kind of thing until their partner mysteriously disappeared/passed away + now they #just have this house to themselves so everyone sends their kids there for little spurts of time bc they are the cool and kooky auncle yk #and everyone sees the elephant in the room but doesn't address it. until the andrey-anatole figure is murdered in a duel in the town square #and the elephant has suddenly become very tangible lol!! and everyone's like look.. you have to get the fuck outta here im sorry 😭—👉🏼#and so tav becomes just some marauding dueler.. tfw you are wanted by the law and can't visit ur cousins anymore 😑 sigh #also rotating in my mind.. if i name them octavia/octavius.. well there is the tav nickname source.. ofc it'd be more like tave instead of #what i assume is tavfe (like.. have yk) but maybe this is part of the smokescreen.. shift the name to the left and badabing badaboom that's #a new man right there 🥸#ig we shall sees! i like the name augustus or augusta too.. my original thought was that tav was based on the last name anyhow.. ig I'll se #what sticks. AH BUT HOW I HAVE COME FULL CIRCLE.. iirc at one point my sister was like hm. i thought you would have an augustus (?) by no #and i was like no ... that name belongs to agustín madrigal 💌 is it finally time? 🌋🌋🌋#ROTATING #sriracha.txt

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toasttt11 · 4 months

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calder trophy

July 25, 2023

Octavia sat on the edge of the bed texting Simon waiting for brothers to finish getting ready because they take forever.

She smiled at the text before clicking off her phone when she heard her brothers all walk back into the room, she looked up seeing the three all in their suits but she shook her head at Jack’s hair because what did he do to it.

Octavia was wearing black trousers and a black off the shoulder long sleeve with black and white low Nike dunks, she did a light makeup and straighten her hair.

“Finally!” Octavia groaned standing up off the bed slipping her phone into her trousers.

“It’s takes time to look good sunny.” Jack smirked ruining a hand through his hair.

“They why did it take you so long?” Octavia innocently questioned tilting her head before walking to the door and walking out of the hotel room with the three following.

“Hey!” Jack complained as he followed Quinn and Luke who were snickering.

Octavia just smiled slighty before continuing the walk to the hotel lobby where there parents were. They all walked down broadway to the arena and onto the red carpet.

“Taves!” Auston Matthew grinned calling out her name walking over to her, he pulled her into a gentle hug.

“Hi Aus.” Octavia grinned slightly hugging back before pulling away seeing her family looking at her with a curious looks, as Octavia doesn’t tend to like a lot of people.

“Auston this is my family, My mom Ellen, My dad Jim, Quinn, Jack and My twin Luke.” Octavia proudly smiled introducing her family to one of the teammates she is closest with.

“It’s nice to meet all of you!” Auston politely smiled at the Hughes having met Quinn and Jack a few times before.

Jack saw Nico and perked up dragging his parents with him to the Hischer’s, Quinn trailed behind them, Luke looked at Octavia and she just smiled nodding knowing Luke wanted to say hi to his captain.

Octavia and Austin started talking and posed for a photo together a media person asked for before Auston noticed her shoes and let out a chuckle.

“What?” Octavia scrunched her eyebrows looking confused.

“Mitchy is gonna be so mad.” Auston chuckled gesturing to his shoes and her shoes.

Octavia looked down seeing Austin wearing the same pair of Nike dunks as she is, and just shook her head knowing Mitch will be upset, and speaking of Mitch they heard his voice and looked over seeing Mitch and Steph walking to them.

“My Child!!!!” Mitch Marner grinned going right to Octavia pulling her into a tight hug, “We missed you!”

“Hi Mitchy. I saw you a few weeks ago.” Octavia deadpanned but accepted the hug from Mitch.

“A few weeks too long. Zeus misses you.” Mitch pulled back looked very serious.

“I miss him too.” Octavia replied with a very small grin, before turning to Steph, “Hi Steph.”

Steph grinned pulling Octavia into a hug, “Tavia!” She gently pulled back smiling at Octavia’s outfit, “You picked this one.” Steph smiled having gone shopping and picked out that outfit for Octavia.

“i like it.” Octavia simply nodded.

“I’m glad.” Steph fondly smiled at the girl who her and her husband have adopted as their own during the season.

Mitch gasped dramatically, “Guys! You didn’t.” He frowned seeing Auston and Octavia matching shoes, “You said no!” Mitch asked them to match and Octavia said she had her outfit already and Auston said no.

“Would you believe us when we said we didn’t plan this.” Auston mischievously smirked at his best friend.

“No.” Mitch deadpanned.

Octavia shrugged, “Well i didn’t willingly match with him.” Mitch nodded believing Octavia.

“I wanna meet your twin!” Mitch smiled excitedly wanting to meet the person that means the most to Octavia, and he tried to meet Luke during the season but they always kept missing each other.

Octavia nodded turning around, “Lucky!” She called out gaining Luke’s attention who excused himself from the group and walked over to his twin sister linking his arm with hers, “Lucky this is Mitch and Steph. This is Luke.” Octavia proudly introduced her twin brother.

“Hi! Winnie has told me all about you guys!” Luke smiled shaking Steph and Mitch’s hands.

Mitch awed holding a hand to his heart, “You talk about us Tavie!”

“Shut up.” Octavia muttered ignoring the smiles from all four of them.

“Winnie?” Steph curiously questioned tilting her head at the twins.

“Oh i’ve always called her Winnie after her middle name.” Luke quickly explained making the three nod.

Steph, Austin and Mitch all have seen a softer side of Octavia whenever she talking to or about her twin but seeing her interact with him it’s easy to notice how much softer she is with him.

Octavia and Luke saw their family already walked into the Arena, the twins walked in with Auston, Mitch and Steph into the Nashville Arena sitting in their seats which happen to be right next to them, The Hughes were in one row and Mitch and Steph behind them and Auston sat next to Mitch.

Octavia sent a small wave to Nico who sat with his family at the end of the row her and her family sat down in, Nico sent a smile and a wave back.

Octavia slid into the seat next to Jack and Luke sat next to her at the end of the row.

Octavia sat through most of the awards given out to players, clapping politely. Now it’s the Calder Award, the award she’s nominated for.

Jelly Roll a newer artist was the one that announcing the award, he walked out with a grin, “What’s up Nashville, I love y’all too.” The crowd cheered for him, “Ha, It feels right that i’m handing out the Calder Trophy because i am kinda a rookie of a year myself. But for everyone you see as a rookie or an overnight success there are years and years of hard work to going to that first breakout season, and here are the finalists.”

The screen lite up showing the finalists and then showing each one again, first Matty Beniers Seattle Kraken and a few big highlights from his year, Owen Powers Buffalo Sabres and all of his highlights, and Lastly Octavia Hughes and her highlights of her season.

Mitch reached forward shaking her shoulders during her highlights making her shake her head fondly.

“And the Calder Memorial Trophy goes to OCTAVIA HUGHES.” The crowd went crazy cheering for her as she stood up and was pulled into a tight hug by her twin brother.

She turned around getting pulled into a hug by Jack and quickly Quinn, before scooting forward letting her parents hug her, she accepted the fist bump from Nico.

She scooted back down the aisle seeing Mitch and Austin standing up and leaned over her chair pulling them into a hug at the same time, “Thank you.” Because Octavia knew how much they helped her this season, she sent a smile to Luke before beginning the long walk down the aisle between the rows and walking the steps onto the stage.

Octavia got handed the trophy and held it to her as she walked to the microphone alreadly dreading the speech, if she was being completely honest she didn’t remember a single word for the speech trying not to throw up.

Octavia let out a breath as she walking back down the stairs, she walked down the aisle back into her seat sitting down. “How bad?” Octavia whispered to her twin wanting to know how bad her speech was.

“It was perfect.” Luke gently smiled at his twin reassuring her.

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tsukasalvr · 7 months

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Hey!!! It's 🇧🇷 anon here! How are you?

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Can I request Hanako and Tsukasa Yugi with an s/o that is from Demon Slayer? Like... S/o is from Demon Slayer and somehow ended up in Toilet Bound Hanako-Kun... I've been brainroting this for a long time idk why...

If you don't want to make this request, that's fine

s/o from demon slayer

Anime/fandom: Tbhk

Characters: Hanako, Tsukasa Yugi

Warnings: I don’t proofread

A/n: this one person in my third period is kinda fine and Im trying soo hard to get close to them

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Hanako

It was night and Hanako was wandering around the empty halls, and when he was passing the back door he heard a loud crash.

‘Did some lone break in?’ He wondered and went through the door to tave a look, and was shocked to see a person laying near the garden. He flew over to them quickly and was confused by their attire. It seemed to be a uniform but not one he recognizes, and your haori as well, you don’t see people with those here as much

When he heard you groan in pain he stood in front of your head. When you opened your eyes you were greeted with a ghost boy leaning over you smiling

Hanako was suspicious of you I mean you were flaming to be from the Taisho era and had a sword on you—maybe this was some big scheme to get rid of him

But his suspicions vanished when he saw how sincere and honest you were, and when you demonstrated your breathing style, he fully believe you since it didn’t seem to hurt him

He becomes curious and asks questions about demons and will ask to play with the sword you have to scare Kou

“Man eating demons? And you decided to join the corps to kill them? How noble of you!” He praises you since from what you told him of the past missions you’ve had and described how some slayers were brutally killed, he thinks it’s very kind of you risk your life for others

Will boast about you to Kou and how you’re so awesome and will ask you to show off your breathing style and say how it’s the prettiest thing ever

Even though he’s been dead for years and still doesn’t know some modern things, he will tease you for not knowing something even though he doesn’t know either and will call you old to tease you

“It must get so hot to be in that stuffy uniform all the time, if you want you can take it off!” Hanako said cheekily with warm cheeks

Tsukasa Yugi

Tsukasa was bored, and he was looking out the window that had a full view to the garden. He was tapping at the window at each star he saw in the night sky. But with every tap, he would get even more bored

His eyes were directed a bright light in the garden, his eyes shined with interest when he saw what looked like a portal and a disheveled person with a sword come out of it, and once they were fully out, the portal was immediately shut

Tsukasa immediately went outside, he was very excited. When he went out to see you, he was greeted with the tip of a sword pointing at his neck. He smiled devilishly at you and explained who he was and you did too

You were so interesting to him so he would constantly cling on you and keep you in the broadcasting room. He once licked the sword because of the color

Will ask you to use your breathing styles in the school but when you tell him it can get dangerous, he just brings you to a secret place where it’s only you and him so you can show him

Will ask you about the Taisho period and demons. He learned you came here because of a demon you were fighting who had the power to summon portals.

“So it’s filled with demons who humans? Woah!” He says in awe while stuffing his mouth with honey glazed blueberry muffins then stuffed it into your mouth when he took a bite

Honestly wouldn’t want you to leave, you’re too fascinating to him and with you gone it’ll be too boring.

#tbhk x y/n #tbhk x reader #jshk x y/n #jshk x reader #hanako x reader #hanako x you #hanako kun x reader #hanako x y/n #amane yugi x reader #amane x reader #yugi amane x reader #yugi tsukasa x reader #tsukasa x reader

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rach-amber · 1 month

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Story Time (the issue w fan pages)

I saw this & thought of this idea and asked @propersip if she could draw it, and I'm SO happy and touched she spent hours and hours to get it done. Got to see the behind the scenes of it at work as well, was special.

And then this Instagram lis fan page @life_is_strange_out_there reposted her work initially without credit, they could've inserted a tumblr handle but nope; only added credits after Tave's request. And they responded to the VAs' comments like as if the art is their own. "Thank you for this" is clearly meant for the artist herself!

And with excitement I wanted to check those stories out but Lo and Behold, all of them are unavailable to view on both my ig accounts, when others can. It sucks not being able to view a precious art because the account that doesn't even own it got recognised and also blocks you. Idk why I was blocked in the first place. It's been some time since I last interacted with them. Idk what I did that was so hated? Perhaps asking for due credits and being a polite Rachel Stan?? I've never hated on Pricefield cuz I don't hate that ship at all. Just wanted to put this out there.

So if you happen to see this, the person behind @life_is_strange_out_there, we can talk about this if you want to. If not, it's always good to give credits when you post something, like a Tumblr link/handle.

Update Rihanna tagged Tave in it 😭😭 and all 3 went to her OG Instagram post

Otherwise just really happy Kylie and the rest saw and reposted @propersip's art with my tiny contribution 😆

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🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️ and then they deleted my friend's comment. Yep.

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songbirdtales · 8 months

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Sleepless Nights (AstarionxTav)

Author's Note:

Hello reader! This is a steamy SFW fic with some vampire feeding. This is set after the first feeding cutscene with Astarion. Hope you enjoy!

A rumbling filled Tav’s ears as they squeezed their eyes shut. A weight on their shoulder stirred them from their sleep, a hand gripping firm yet gentle on their arm. There was sound, a voice? It was hard to tell at first but as Tave woke fully they’d catch a soft, “-please.”

Astarion hung over the tiefling bard, Tav’s cool complexion made them look undead in the moonlight, their long hair the only warmth to their coloring, strands splayed out like a puddle of rose gold under their head. The vampire looked sick, his breath labored and the shadows under his eyes deeper than usual. He tried not to flash his fangs as he smiled. “Thank the gods,” he sighed in relief. His voice barely a whisper, his desperation for privacy only slightly stronger still than his hunger. “I need your help.”

Tav sat up slowly, rubbing their unnaturally blue eyes that seemed to glow in the darkness of the night. “Do you have any idea what time it is?” They grumbled softly.

“I know,” a tinge of guilt laced his voice. “I wouldn’t have woken you if I had any other choice.” The ill look to him only compounded the misery in his expression.

Their eyes narrowed as Tav studied him. Maybe he was being honest or maybe he was testing how far he could push their sympathy to get what he wanted, either way Tav pushed themself from the ground and motioned for Astarion to follow as the two slipped away from the fire.

Tav led Astarion towards the river beside camp, they were barely out of view when he caught up to them. Astarion’s stride quickened gradually as they walked, coming up behind and slipping his arms around Tav. One hand took their chin as his other planted firmly against their ribs and pulled them back into his chest.

“What was it you said the other day, about your ‘delightful’ dream? Something about predator and prey?” His lips tickled their ear. His hand began to tip their chin to the side when Astarion felt the sharp points of nails digging into his skin.

Tav’s hand grasped at Astarion’s wrist, black framed irises burned like fey light in the dark as they stared back at him sternly. “I’m trusting you.”

The smug grin slid from Astareion’s face. They didn’t need to say more, he recognized their look deeply. He knew fear too well, every nuance of micro expression etched into his mind. That’s the only reason he knew they weren’t afraid of monsters or even him, Tav was afraid of betrayal.

Rage sparked in him as his mind raced with thoughts of who could have taught them that fear, but it didn’t catch a blaze nor explode. Instead his anger cooled to a warm ember glow, the hand holding them close wrapped more fully around their ribs as he gently squeezed Tav against him. “I know.” His tone said everything else.

He could feel their ribs compress as Tav exhaled, the tension in their body melting as their grip of his wrist releasing to a gentle hold. Astarion gently tilted their head to the side as Tav’s free hand pulled their hair aside.

They could feel the warmth of his breath against their skin, his nose tracing down their neck as he took in the scent of magic and iron. His tongue wet his lips as he felt their breath in his hand, their heart beat like a drum deafening his thoughts.

Tav tried to prepare themself, minding their breath as he readied himself as well. Their bodies were in sync, and as he felt their ribs expand to their fullest in his hand, his jaw opened wide. Fangs poked at their skin, setting themselves in place as he waited for the slightest hint of exhale. As their breath gave out, his teeth sank into them.

Astarion felt every little movement as Tav tensed. Their heart raced, breath quickened, and hands clenched as he began to feed. The feeling of their nails digging into his wrist grounded him every so slightly. A lone tether to call him back with.

Tav’s vision blurred as their eyes struggled to keep focus. The pain was negligible, but there was a disorienting feeling to it all, dizzy, nauseating in a drunken way. Their legs began to buckle as they leaned back into him, his own hold guiding them. After a long moment Tav tightened their grip. “-Astarion,” it was the first noise they’d made since he’d bitten them, the weak croak ringing in his ears as he pulled himself from his feast.

His fangs detached quickly from their neck as he pulled his head away. Tav’s legs gave out as Astarion’s grip loosened, only letting them slip ever so slightly before his hold tightened once more to clutch them close.

“Why didn’t you stop me?” His anger sparked once more.

“I think I’m still exhausted from last time.” Their voice was so weak, their hand barely had the strength to hold onto his arm. He couldn’t stay mad at them like this.

Gently Astarion guided Tav to the ground and let his exhausted companion rest against his shoulder. He made sure they were comfortable as the two sat at the riverside. “Then I suppose you need some aftercare.” A joke was all it took for a hint of an amused smile to pull across Tav’s tired face, Astarion’s fangs poking out from behind his own grin.

“Remember those tadpole dreams?” Tav threw his own words back at him.

Astarion let out an amused chuckle. “How could I forget?”

“I lied about mine.” Astarion fell silent, letting Tav continue as his eyes snapped down to them. “It was too upsetting.”

“Who was it?” He asked softly.

“He was an orphan my mother had befriended and kept fed before I was born. When she died, he made sure I was taken care of. He was a criminal so it wasn’t unusual for him to vanish without warning for months, sometimes years, and then reappear.” Their gaze softened as they stared out at the water, the exhaustion making them lose focus.

“That’s awkward,” Astarion grimaced. “Having a wet dream about your old brother.”

“He was never my brother.” There was a sharpness to their tone, it pricked at him like a thorn and he fell silent once more. “… I think the worst thing was it wore his old face.” Tav’s words caught Astarion off guard. “He… got into some bad magics. It changed him, physically and mentally. I couldn’t keep him close anymore.” Tav turned their head towards him, hiding their face in his shirt.

Changes like that weren’t totally unheard of, he should know, but how they said it made him think this wasn’t a simple vampire transformation. “You cut him out of your life because he became a monster?” His brow furrowed, trying to discern the nature of Tav’s anger towards a face these mind eating tadpoles deemed so important to them.

“No. I did it because he hurt me.” Their hands gripped at Astarion’s shirt tightly as their eyes turned up to him. They didn’t need to say more, Astarion once again recognizing the look in their eyes. So that’s who taught them such fear…

The one arm Astarion had wrapped around them to keep Tav from falling over squeezed ever so gently. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep watch while you sleep.”

They shifted closer, resting more fully against him as they sat partly in his lap. “Will you carry me back to the fire?” There was a playfulness to their half asleep inflection.

It was a cute idea, it even made Astarion chuckle softly before he responded flatly, “I don’t think I have the arm strength.”

“Then what the hells was all that blood for?” Their gaze turned to a perturbed glare.

“You saw my complexion, darling, I looked ghastly. My looks are my main weapon.” He teased no more, his free arm scooping under their knees as Astarion lifted Tav from the ground and stood up. He let their head rest heavy against him as exhaustion overtook the tiefling.

Astarion brought Tav back to their bedroll. He’d gently lay them down, brushing their loose hair from their face as Tav settled into familiar scents and textures. They turned to sleep on their side instinctively as Astarion stood to return to his own bedroll to trance.

Only once Tav was still and Astarion had settled into his trance would Gale open a single curious eye.

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charlie-morningstar666 · 1 month

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*me again, I've taken a liking to this story arc! my characters name is Traveler, or T for short for future refrence. anyway: T walks into the the room Charlie is held captive. for the only time to anyone's memory, he's wearing a hoodie.* "hello, miss Charlie. i... truely wish I could help you. Sadly there's someone... much more powerful than me who's interested in how things will play out. if I get involved, my city, my crew... they're all going to be put at huge risk. I can't risk that, sadly. my crew is the closest thing i have to family, yknow? but... I can tell you a bit about what's going on out there, if you'd like? oh, and don't worry, gem likely won't get too upset if she sees me in here. she allready knows I know where you are, but I had to give her my word I wouldn't free you, or harm her, as long as the other person stays interested." *he looks at Charlie apologetically, it looked as though every instinct in his body was saying to tave Charlie, but he just couldnt*

Just…please….let my dad know by any means…..

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thelustdevil · 6 months

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Help! I dunno what the next post should be:

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lindszeppelin · 3 months

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I got some questions. Austin says he’s “happy”? But if he is then why would these articles about Cindy being worried about him committing to her ? If he’s happy , then they wouldn’t have any worries correct ?

taves idk if you read my other responses to the anons i got earlier today but i basically went in depth about it in those. so the watered down answer i'll give here is that him saying "im happy" was a blanket passive statement not about her directly but moreso just a general statement to get the interviewer to go back to asking him questions about his work and leave the personal stuff out of it. also, we know he's not going to divulge if he's really unhappy. you don't wanna go into something, so you give an "im fine" when you want to stop people prying into your shit.

also remember that article was done back in december long before christmas cabo disaster. time has passed and the situation as it stands is a little different. actually, it's very different.

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myaastarionshenanegans · 5 months

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Mini one shot maybe....

Astarion had been busy for the past few weeks.

Taking power from people tended to take effort and time. It was his favorite past time and unfortunately it took him away from his consort.

Finally after weeks of hard work of shaking hands and making deals and passing gold coins under the table Astarion found him self with time.

2 in the morning he found himself walking back to his palace. Back to his beloved Tav.

Entering the crimson palace his servant taking his coat(not that he needed it. But it did look good on him like most clothes tend to do.) he did not pause just continued to make his way further in.

A turn here another there finally he stood in front of Tav's door. He walked in and there on the floor laid Tav. wearing the thinnest shirt her Light pink hair in disarray. Her normally pale pink skin had turned as pale as her white horns. Enhancing her dark circles even grater.

The room was dark and looked as if a storm had passed by things strew around every where. papers crumpled and on the floor. curtains where opened allowing the moon to shine upon her form.

With a sigh Astarion bent down and scooped her up. Her limp form twitched for a moment her bleary eyes opened for a sec narrowing as if to take a look at him. her smile bloomed.

"Star!" she managed slur out just as she passed out again. Passing another servant Astarion order it to prepare a bath. it bowed and rushed to fulfill the order.

He walked in to their shared room and took off the shirt she was wearing. that was all she was wearing…. in mid winter. set her down at the couch in the corner of their room and began to remove his clothes.

Naked he picked up tav and made his way to the bathroom. the steam cause her skin to flush back up with color. Her pink returning. While carrying her he walked into the bath and sat in the tub making sure Tav's head was on his shoulder and above the water.

A sighed of comfort left her lips as she snuggled into his arms. her arms going around his waist.

"Is there a reason why my dearest Treasure was in this condition?" Astarion asked as he relaxed in the warm water.

Tave hummed. "I got inspired… to write… a song… it had … drums...a flute solo... Lute and .... the other one... violin...combo " she murmured into his ear. "Had to… write it …down …. before i forgot…about it. but some… partssss… were a….. pain! … not fitting… not …. right…. took me dayssssss."

Astarion sighed. Bards….. well who made him fall in love with one… lukily for her he

#ascended astarion #mini fic #idk man i just want something sweet.#i cant write lemons sorry #leave it up to your imaginations.....

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pondering-gales-left-orb · 7 months

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Im. Literally having so much fun playing bg3 a second time my first time was awful because it was my first time playing with this type of game my tave meera was beautiful but looked like khaga too much and i hated her so much i made her mean as hell because she was always fucking scowling lmao but it was not fun getting yelled at by everyoneeee lmao

Also the game kinda keeps telling you to keep moving and makes you have alot of urgency to move through the acts so i missed a shit ton of content the only good thing about that run was lae'zel i romanced her and it was glorious they both were scowling at everyone while im Sitting here crying over gale cause i love him but he hates my tav sbsndhd but lae'zels story was so worth it omg.

This time i know i don't actually have to rush anything and can spend days in one place clicking on everything no one is gonna die if i do lmao

And im Aiming for gale yes but im Not actively working for him right now but its somehow working lmao this time im big on persuasion and deception which make shadowheart and gale so impressed by me I didnt actually expect it lol

The thing im Still confused on is camp like i see people say sleep as much as you can but ... When ? Can i do some things but not finish my business in 1 place go back to camp sleep and then return? It won't ruin the story? Im. Very confused about that lol

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Operation Solstice Rain is a structured mission module for Lancer, written and designed by Kai Tave, made to introduce new players and GMs to the game and familiarize them with its blend of tactical combat and narrative challenges.

Set on the planet Cressidium, the players are rookie Union pilots tasked with a daring rescue mission when fighting breaks out during tense diplomatic negotiations between two of Cressidium’s largest nations. Though this may be their first time in actual combat, they’ll need to use every bit of their training and push their mechs to the limit if they want to survive, but if they can make it through this, they might be able to call themselves Lancer.

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I imagine Smokescreen and wheeljack together with the US army with a fauler. they would find all the relics of cybertron and abandoned decepticon technology...what to optimus using the forge to improve 3D equipment.I also think that Marleyans and Eldians would manage to escape from Marley. among them the new warriors. calvin porco and pick taves on boats and sailing asia paradis. surprise that they all sealed

Previous Episode of the War Timeline

Okay so the English is...clunky in some parts, but I'll do my best to answer. Also, Optimus doesn't have the Forge. It's in the hands of the Decepticons right now.

Okay, so Wheeljack does notice that something is off when he picks up a high energy reading that quickly goes dark. Wheeljack goes to investigate, clearly sees that there was a battle, but no one is there. That's when he gets Agent Fowler screaming at him from the Jackhammer demanding that he get to the Autobot base. Wheeljack does arrive and Fowler demands to know what happened to the Autobots, but Wheeljack states he was about to ask the same thing. After a few days of investigating, they realize that there was a bridge accident and the Autobots got flung somewhere else. Wheeljack says he hasn't picked up the Nemesis on the Jackhammer, so maybe the Decepticons got warped there.

It's a problem that Agent Fowler has to explain to the US government. On top of that June is furious and terrified at the fact that her son is somewhere unknown, no doubt fighting for his life. She was scared her son was going to die. Meanwhile Wheeljack is worried about Bulkhead, since the loss of Seaspray is still fresh in his mind. He doesn't want to lose Bulkhead when there are so few Wreckers left.

So now Wheeljack is working together with the US Government to gather resources and find out where the Autobots have gone. Wheeljack gets to work dismantling Decepticon run mines and seizing the energon for himself as a resource. On top of that, Fowler brings up the Iacon Hall of Records about special relics and Wheeljack puts in the effort to track a few of them down. But it's hard to do without the exact coordinates. It's a lot of guess work and finding the right frequency. But he does manage to get the Resonance Blaster while the US government stumbles across the Apex Armor and dig it up like in the show. Once Wheeljack manages to replicate the frequency from the previous relics located, he does manage to find Toxic Energon (Which he chucks in the volcano), The Star Saber, which he leaves alone because he can't pull it out of the mountain (He tried blowing it up. Didn't work), and the Phase Shifter required a lot of government interference to get. Wheeljack and Agent Fowler makes sure all items stay in Autobot custody. However the Omega Keys have yet to be located.

The Nemesis Prime incident does still happen, but Wheeljack is able to quickly dispose of it and because there's no Breakdown body to hijack, Silas dies of his wounds and the rest of MECH is quickly apprehended.

Wheeljack finds Smokescreen when he's scouting in the same area the pod is set to crash in. Wheeljack aims his blasters at the pod, but is absolutely stunned to see Smokescreen blast and stumble his way out of the pod. Wheeljack realizes that Smokescreen is a kid and cautiously asks for Smokescreen's story. Smokescreen explains and just...he can't tell if he feels jealous or feels bad at the fact that Smokescreen managed to dodge the war. When he sees Smokescreen constantly trying to prove himself and make up for lost time, he feels bad. He resonates with that helplessness and wanting to make it right. So Wheeljack mentors Smokescreen, which Smokescreen is more than happy to accept because he's learning from a Wrecker.

Whether or not Ultra Magnus finds Earth is up in the air, since the Commander was called to Earth due to the energy from the Omega Lock. But Smokescreen does get into a freak accident one day and Wheeljack discovers the Omega Key in Smokescreen's chest (Which he safely takes out with the phase shifter, but neither know what it is.)

Meanwhile on Paradis, the people who have joined the Survey Corps are nearly the same with an increase in the numbers due to the Autobots being here. Jean and Annie (cause remember, they don't know that Eren has the Founding and Attack Titan) go to the Military Police while Marco and the others join the Survey Corps. Marco is trying his best to not look nervous around Reiner and Bertholdt because he's not too sure of what they might do to him. Once Marco gets a good idea of what military command is like in the Survey Corps and who he can trust, Marco makes the gut decision to warn Erwin, and Erwin immediately gets on a plan. Based on experiments, they know that need to get those two underground, so that is going to be the plan that Erwin tells the Autobots. The Autobots do discuss this in private, since half of them aren't comfortable with harming teens. And if that intel is wrong, they could be accusing teens of the 104th of the death of over 300,000 people. But they have no choice. If they don't contain them, more lives can be lost.

Hanji, Ratchet, and Rafael make massive improvements to the 3D gear. They fix the material to make it lighter and more flexible while also using just a small amount of energon as an emergency power source once the gas runs out. (They really have to do the measurements because a few things have blown up in response. Hanji is more than ecstatic while Ratchet is admonishing her for her recklessness. Also fun little thing, Hanji gets Raf the goggles for seeing and flying around in the 3D gear. It's a cute bonding moment between them.)

Meanwhile, Eren does get training on how to fight from the other Autobots. While it is brutal, Eren improves significantly compared to the AOP timeline where it's just Optimus teaching him. Eren actually likes the fact that he has other role models to look up to. It's nice to be treated with respect instead of fear.

Because of the fire power, the Survey Corps and Autobots go directly to Shinganshina, knowing that they need to close the wall as soon as possible. Because of the knowledge Erwin and the Autobots now have, Erwin still goes with the plan of giving out fake locations for Eren. They are told where Reiner and Bertholdt are placed before giving the fake coordinates. An Autobot is stationed on the outside of the circle formation as they make their way to Shinganshina. Reiner still gives the information to Annie and Annie attacks the right flank, but Bulkhead is there to stop her from causing too much damage. He tells the Autobots through the comm. that a titan shifter is in the formation and Reiner and Bertholdt were a threat. Orders are given to detain Reiner and Bertholdt. Before Reiner can transform, Ratchet activates a shock mechanism implanted in his and Bertholdt's 3D gear to stop a transformation (which was part of the plan). Reiner is quickly detained, Bertholdt is not, and Bertholdt quickly transforms and a large explosion takes place, taking out a good portion of the Survey Corps.

Now it's a full on battle. Whoever's still standing goes after Annie while the rest go after Bertholdt. Reiner can only watch helplessly as Annie and Bertholdt are fending for themselves. Annie summons titans to her aid to hold them off, killing a few people including Connie, Eld, and Gunther. Meanwhile Bertholdt is losing body mass from an extended titan transformation, and no one can reach him and are getting severe burns. Annie realizes her losses with her running out of titans and there's still Survey Corps and Autobots and quickly crystalizes herself to prevent a loss. But for Bertholdt it's too late as with Optimus' help, Eren manages to cut Bertholdt out of his titan form.

Now the Autobots and Survey Corps have Bertholdt and Reiner, both weak and defenseless. Half of who remains in the Survey Corps take the titan trio back to the Walls to lock them underground. The rest go to Shinganshia and to the basement. And they find out that humanity isn't extinct.

"Plot twist of the century," Miko commented, trying to distract from her near death experience.

"Miko, not the time," Jack scolded.

But Bertholdt's titan transformation triggers the sensors of the Decepticon warship and Megatron, wanting to hopefully get rid of Airachnid, sends her to Scout the area by herself.

(Okay, stopping here for now. Other stuff will be addressed later.)

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A Time to Love and to Fight

Part Seventeen

Summary: Memories like ghosts visit Enjolras and his girl. Enjolras is about to embark on something that there is no turning back from.

Notes/Warnings: a bit short! Wanted to focus on Enjolras…and his girl before the wave of violence that is coming. Also..tried to add some more of a history to Enjolras. Strictly from my imagination.

Thank you, for reading! Be nice! Feedback is welcome! Want to be tagged, please let me know! ❤️ and of course…Enjoy!

Enjolras, managed to sleep a few hours and as dawn broke, with some cool water he splashed his face to wake him further. Lighting a candle gave his small room some warmth.

Rubbing his hands together, he opened his razor. Easily, he sliced away what he did not wish to be on his any longer. Before he’d go to a barber, but these days he didn’t want anyone that close to his throat. In the dim, sad excuse of the mirror he made sure his goatee looked sharp and groomed. Once more he splashed water on his face to rinse of that hair that still wanted to cling to his face.

He eyed, the blue bottle that sat beside the mirror. It was one of the very few connections to his old life. It made him remember his mother and father.

When the first tuffs of growth on his face appeared, his father took him to his personal barber. It was there he learned how to use a razor and was allow to chose a fragrant splash. He had chosen the bottle at first for its brilliant shade of blue, when he removed the stopper the scent that had been hidden floated to his nose and made him smile.

That day, his father had clapped him on the back. He had told him, he was now one step closer to being a man, a proper gentleman. It was then he finally felt his father’s love. Before he had always felt like a nuisance. His father had always complained that his nose buried too much in books and not life.

Enjolras, squeezed his eyes shut at the memory. He could still hear his father’s rage when he had announced he had decided to give his life over to France. That would be his betrothed. That his sister would and could be the one to give them heirs. His mother cried, and his father threw him out, swearing he’d never allow him back onto the estate.

Things had taken time to get settled on his booted feet. His mother far gentler, would give him wrapped foods from the Ines, the family’s beloved cook. She still did on occasion. Or would make sure that the family lawyer would give him money when needed.

He swallowed, in the span of no more then two days, he tried to imagine what would happen, if he brought you home to the estate. The daughter of a merchant of the high seas, what would they have thought. He’d like to think his mother would think it was terribly romantic and exciting. He couldn’t begin to assume what his father would do.

Biting the inside of his cheek, he grabbed his scarlet scarf, he snapped the fabric. He tied and twisted the fabric so that the knot would not easily come undone. He grimaced at his reflection.

Today, he could only hope he cut the image of the man you loved. Especially, if they fates were going to trim his thread short. If that were to be his fate today, and you had to see him when he was already on his way to the heavens. He hoped he died with dignity.

Absentmindedly, his hand was drawn to the red ribbon you had tied on one of the loops of his vest. He pressed his lips together, as he looked down at it. He hoped that he would see you tonight, and not as a ghost. Quickly he looped the buttons and snuffed out the candle.

Dawn, was still a purple, bluish haze as he was leaving his loft. Sticking to the alley, he went to the agreed upon place. Walking into the warehouse, seeing some food, he tore off a piece of bread and took one of the slabs of cheese.

He was grateful that Despiat. Yesterday, he had given them a fantastic array of knives they could use when needed. But he also supplied them a place for him and his comrades for their discussions at his tavern and also brought them food when he could. Glancing around, seeing Courfeyrac he went over to him.

Sleep still clung to his face, and he wasn’t the only one; Enjolras noticed. He patted his friend on the back, “Better wake up comrade in less then two hours the procession will be starting up.”

His friend chuckled, “I’ll be awake by then. I promise.” A half smiled crinkled his eyes. “Though talk about being awake, we better go check on Marius.”

“Sounds like a plan.” Enjolras, finished the last of the bread and cheese. “We can grab Grantaire along the way.”

******

Regardless of what you did today could get your mind away from Enjolras’s words.

But angel, but love I may be facing battle tomorrow and make you widower by days end.

You helped Greta bang out the drapes. Read in the study while Mama, knitted. You even, polished some of the metal pieces mama had thought it best to hold onto after Father’s passing.

Thankfully, you did have the excuse of not being completely well, so you did disappear to your room. At least there, you could actually allow how upset you were on your face. You did not have to plaster on a smile.

Sitting by your window, you wrapped your light blue scarf around your scarf shoulders.

Sighing, you still remembered that rainy night. The warehouse door had been so heavy. He had turned to look at you in the flickering light of torches and candles. A curl fell into his face as he strode over, his black boots making the only sound. You still could remember, the puffy shirt and ebony vest.

He was the first man to ever kneel before you as he retrieved your scarf from the floor. At the time, you could have sworn you saw streaks of gold in his brown eyes as he handed your scarf back to you.

You pulled the scarf tighter around you.

Your heart fluttered at the memory of how he had pulled the scarf free of pooling around your waist as you sat with him in the tavern.

That was the first time he had rendered you breathless. The ale and his charms did a number on you.

Just quickly as he had managed to make you breathless, he was making you shake with laughter. Taking a silly stance, one usually reserved for statues, he had wrapped your blue scarf around his throat. “I will make sure its always safe.” He had pledged to always keep your scarf safe. Your laughter, his laughter mingled and gave quite the feel of happiness at that moment.

Of course, now you knew that when he spoke of your scarf he had meant you. It made your heart beat harder in your chest while it also felt like at any moment, it could be slice in two.

Getting up, you felt like you could not get a breath in your room. Your chest felt unbearably tight. Going to the window, you opened one of the latches. It creaked horribly, you glanced behind you. Mama, Greta did not come.

Bracing yourself on the window sill you took several breaths. Your scarf flapped gently in breeze that passed by you. The breeze was not strong to brush aside the tears that fell from your eyes as the sounds of screams and loud bursts came to greet your ears.

*******

“They will try and trap us at Bastile.” Enjolras, whispered to Courfeyrac and Grantaire. “But they won’t.”

Silently, he walked along side two of his most trusted comrades. Since both of then wore clothes that were no good at concealing much of anything; he had held onto their guns along with his own. He had personally, cleaned and oiled them. He did not do them any better then any of the others, he only wished to know he had personally worked on the ones that would protect his and their lives.

His heart picked up its pace with each Royal Soldier they passed. The streets were lined with them. His stomach churned, distantly he wondered if he walked by the ones who pulled you into the alley. With his jaw tight, those were ones he wished he could rain his wrath upon. They were getting worse, harassing a lone woman on the streets in the morning.

Gritting his teeth, he took a breath. “Lamarque to the Pantheon!” He called out.

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a-cowboy-and-a-catman · 1 day

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Gunpla #16 - Custom GMS Everest [Je]

The Everest [Je] pattern was a flashpoint for controversy before it was even printed. A leaked memo revealed that GMS planned to unveil a new Everest sub-pattern designed to cut a more "heroic" image - enflaming debates around Union's portrayal of these weapons of war. In reality, the [Je] was designed primarily for competitive mech-based sports like Pankration Mekani. This was revealed to be a (perhaps misguided) attempt by GMS to bridge a cultural gap with the Karrakin Trade Baronies, which didn't do much to quell the arguments. These controversies haven't prevented the [Je] from becoming a popular pattern for a new generation of rookie Lancers and athletes alike.

Technically my first full paint-job! I definitely learned a lot making this bad boy.

Inspiration:

For starters, this is a custom based on Peyton Gee's Everest illustration for Kai Tave's Operation Solstice Rain mission. It's an interpretation of the starter mech from the LANCER RPG. It's cool! You should try it! Drink deep! and descend!! Solstice Rain is a nifty 'introductory' mission for the system, and I can recommend it as a starting point.

I imagine the lion crest (lifted from WFM's Darilbalde decals) to be the logo of a mech-based sports team, making this model number #3 in the lineup. The planet logo could be the symbol of an interstellar sports league.

Parts List:

Body: HG Jegan ECOAS type

Back weapons: HG Zowort Heavy

Rifle/Pistol/Shield: 30MM Customized Weapons (Military Weapon)

Knife: HG Demi Trainer Option Kit

Paints: Tamiya Acrylic - XF-76 (green), XF-7 (red), X-18 (back weapons), XF-16 (metallic), XF-90 (brown)

Decals: A mix of Witch From Mercury's Darilbalde, 30MM option sets, and RG God Gundam

Construction:

This is my first paintjob, and I did it by hand with Tamiya acrylics. Well, at least, I did for the parts you see here. I had an absolute disaster of a time with the joints since I tried to use an enamel paint thinned with acrylic thinner. Looked real bad, then it got worse when I tried to clean it off with a bath in rubbing alcohol. Every single part disintegrated. Luckily, I had a Jegan Heavy with the exact same set of joints so I yoinked those!

I won't have the setup to try airbrushing for a while, so the next custom I make will probably be hand-painted acrylic again. Now that I know what I'm doing I expect it'll be much smoother.

In terms of other modifications, I extended the waist a tiny bit to add a bit of seperation between the upper chestpiece and the lower codpiece. I used the limbs to practice scribing, which turned out particularly nice with the back of the legs. See below before the paintjob:

#gunpla #model kit #jegan #lancerrpg #this fellas been on the backburner for three months and it feels great to finally finish the damn thing

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