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[federthenotsogreat]

I'm so happy y'all liked my little Sissi!! Here's pictures of my other two girls!

Discharge ("chargie") and Lady Gaga 💛

The picture of Chargie looks a bit off, I had to take it quickly as she was about to crawl out from under my shirt...

[pokedragontamer]

Chat how infectious is Pokerus?

I'm ordering medicine and need to know if I need to prepare for an outbreak.

[wayward-sword]

"Oof... that's not right," Who would've thought that Lyn would find herself bested by drinks, rather than swords. Askrain sure knows how to brew a mean drink. She miiight have been competing with a certain blue oaf who can drink more to which Eliwood had to interfere before the two lose every ounce of sense in this childish banter. Lyndis had excused herself out of the party to go back to her room though her quest to find her proper footing first was not going good as she hoped for. Tripping here and there, she used whatever come across her for support. There was a voice calling for her to slow down and let him help her so she turned around, of course, wobbling still to look at who was it. The person--or the three people who she saw were one, Zechariah. It made her squint so hard to try to figure out how and when did the swordsman had two duplicate brothers. Hey, weird things are happening here in Askr so he might as well have two brothers. "*Hic* H-Heeey... you ...~" foolish grin plastered her lips, Lyn lost her balance for a moment and used the next thing near her and it was none other than Zech, to lay against. "Ooff... I'm not....drunk, okay?" she slurred in her words, her eyes not focusing. "See?" she pushed herself away and tried to take a couple of steps forward but then plops on the wall near her and then she slid down to sit on the ground. "I just need... a little...tinnyyy.....small...break..." the young man had to stay beside her whilst she attempts to get up and move on her own. Seeing him sit besides her, she giggles and throws all her weight against his arm. "I'll be fiiine... geez ... you sound like...Eli--hic....wood.....He keeps lecturing me ...." there was a soft pout to her face. "and you, mister," she turns her head, index pressing against his nose. "You, too ..." there was a moment that pout turns into a grin. "Hehe ... woof woof~ puppy. Does the cute puppy wanna play?" sorry, zech. she's not really aware what she's doing because your cheeks are in danger. She holds his cheeks in her hands and rub them in circular motion. "woof woof~ aren't you-- hic .... hehehe... this is for being a good puppy...keeping me safe now," Lyndis leans and presses a kiss between his eyes. "cute puppies don't have that knot here," her index press against the kiss spot. "Happy woof~"

Like a number of the other summoned heroes, Zech preferred sticking to his own at this little shindig, and he was already a few cups deep by the time Lyn had departed. The little drinking game she played with Hector seemed enjoyable enough, and he almost felt a compulsion to step in, but, as always, that creeping sensation of being the "odd man out" stayed his hand. These were old friends from the same place, who shared the same struggles together before ending up here. Someone like him couldn't really get between all of that.

It was nice to see her enjoying herself all the same. However, seeing her movements bereft of its usual grace and precision, as sloshed as she was, was certainly a matter of no small concern as he took to immediately following after her. When he finally caught up, he squinted as she tried (and failed) to show her coordination as she ended up crashing against the wall.

"Sure, whatever you say," he comments, keeping whatever laughter he had reined in to a small grin as he sat down beside her. Though... It caught him off guard, feeling her practically throw her weight against him like that. He blinks as her finger taps at his nose.

What was even happening right now...?

"...Even now, you won't let me live that do— H-Hey!"

Good thing he was slightly buzzed himself, otherwise it would've probably been a little more uncomfortable as she squished his cheeks together, then started rubbing them.

Dark brows knit together, painting a very displeased expression upon his face as she continued to tease him. And it certainly didn't help his case at all as he loosed a small growl, not that it would dissuade her one bit.

Although he immediately forgets his anger as she leans in. His mind trips over itself for just a moment as her face draws close. What was happening? What was happening? He feels the soft press of her lips against his forehead, and...

What in the world was happening?

His mind was a buzzing mess after that little stunt. Not even a semblance of a coherent thought existed, dulled by his own alcohol intake combined with his utter disbelief with what had just taken place. Sure, he had definitely grown fond of Lyn over time and he admired her greatly, but he never once thought she'd ever...

Was it just because she really did think of him as "just some puppy"?

He really didn't fancy that idea. And, as a result, his first compulsion to place his hands on each side of Lyn's face and pull her head close to his, pressing her forehead to his while forcing her to meet his gaze. There's something a hazy glare within his dark brown eyes – smoldering embers of indignancy muddled by his own, much lessened inebriation.

"Lady Lyndis of Caelin, let's you and me get one thing straight here – as much as you might tease me, I'm no puppy. I'm a man. A maybe... Sorry excuse of a man, but a man all the same. And I got feelings that don't deserve being played around with like this. So if you're gonna go doing something as intimate as putting your lips on me like that..."

What the hell is he doing at this point? Even he isn't sure, but somehow... This situation just seems to compel him in a very specific way. And so it is that he leans in, letting his eyelids fall half-lidded, and practically ghosting his lips to hers. His voice drops to a low whisper then as he pauses briefly.

"...Then don't half-ass it."

And so, Zech presses his lips to hers. He can practically taste the alcohol on her breath as he does so, but... It's certainly not the least bit unpleasant. The little kiss is maintained for a few moments before he leans away, watching her to gauge her reaction.

[enphoso-ask-blog]

Does anybody know what my mother has given me????

[infordelity]

Love your blog, other Fiddleford 😋

Thank you!!! I also love my blog because it gives me the attention I desperately crave :)

[ankle-breaker-101]

Hi!

I was terribly curious, do you have a large, incredible, amazing sword? I would adore it if I could trouble you to show me it, please?

@glitchedwhiterabbit

(ooc/ pay special attention to the letter color :) )

Greetings, Elizabeth! To answer your question, I have had several swords throughout my time as a knight. It really depends on which kingdom I’m currently serving and/or any mission I’m currently on.

You see, I travel between the kingdoms and domiciles of many people. Think of me like a wandering knight. My purpose changes as I go place to place and so does the armor and weapons I am given to use.

Although, this one was one of my most recent and favorites. ↧

[consentcactus]

[cemeterygrace]

reminders:

if you or someone you know might need it in the next few years, purchase plan b. the shelf life of plan b is 4 years, and we might not be able to access it as easily as we can now in the days ahead.

if you are larger/plus size: go online and purchase ella instead of plan b. plan b is less effective if you aren’t under 160 pounds.

if you can, purchase books that project 2025 is looking to ban.

mass deportations are starting. if you see ice vehicles or agents, yell ice raid and la migra as loud as you can.

if someone asks who you voted for, keep your mouth shut. they’re fishing for traitors.

if anyone, anyone at all asks about your neighbors or their legal status in the us, you know nothing. don’t be the reason that their family is separated.

if anyone asks about your religion or lack thereof, keep it vague. this administration will look for any excuse to persecute you.

your friends are trans or queer? for the next four years they’re not. don’t expose anyone’s status as a trans or queer person to anyone else, even if you think you can trust them.

did someone you know get an abortion? no, they didn’t. they were never pregnant.

in short, don’t be a snitch, and keep to yourself these next four years. we’ll make it through this even if it seems hopeless at times.

we can survive this. we’ve survived before, and we’ll survive again.

[tierras]

in los angeles, the historically Black community of altadena has been decimated by the ongoing eaton fire.

afropunk has created a spreadsheet of gofundmes of displaced Black individuals and families affected by the current los angeles fires. the list is constantly being updated.

please donate what you can and share widely.

[skipppppy]

I think she’d respect his methodology

[federthenotsogreat]

I thought y'all would maybe enjoy my little Seewaddle!

Its name is Sissi btw 💛💛

[solidwater05]

Pros of hyperfixiation:

Happy!

Art ideas

Life is good

Cons of hyperfixiation:

I am going to blow up

All my art is of the same guy

If I don't think about this 24/7 I get violent

[enphoso-ask-blog]

”are you okay this is the 2nd time your crying. Do you like cry off blog or..????”

-@gayass-rock

Well yeah but I'll be fine !!

[kitcactusart]

Feel free to print and distribute this image

[sleepyminty]

Timebomb-Jayvik dynamic is so funny bc we have:

Begrudgingly acknowledge each other despite that one time Ekko haggle the fuck out Jayce and Jayce accidentally polluted the underground

Two strikes and they started throwing slurs at each other