#((this was fun heheeh))

[thatsonehellofahabit]

biggestdeathgripsfan I hope this is suffice

[ro-bee]

i love drawing bodies dsahgsjdf

Edi:

I'm linking the post about them here

I should make a post with both them and lamb's bishops

They are so silly

[punkitt-is-here]

Ran across a craft-making event at my local library and made a little zine for fun after work!

bonus title page with haley joel osment himself

[astralisbelle]

Dead Man's Hand 13 - It's Never Enough

Dead Man's Hand Masterlist tags: engineer!reader, gambler!reader, loose canon timeline, eventual smut, fluff, action, casino aesthetics, touch starved reader, touch starved din, reader and din get on each other’s nerves, also they’re idiots, defrosting ice king din, cinderella vibes, everybody loves grogu

chapter summary: They have a talk and she's determined to keep going. Unfortunately, there are other obstacles in their way.

notes: we've reached 1000 likes, 100 reblogs, and over 50 followers omg thank you all SO SO much. I love writing Mando content so I'm already thinking about what I can write next once this series wraps up. feel free to drops suggestions or requests in my ask box :) thank you again!

Grogu’s eyes regain focus and he smacks his lips, blinking away the rest of his tiredness. He makes a little squeak as he stretches his arms out, rubbing his eyes.

He hoists himself out of his pram and surveys the room, lit by the late morning sun. His big ears twitch when he hears the stream of the shower in the bathroom. Must be his father, seeing as how his armor is still laid out on the table. Speaking of table, he sees a tray two plates, one missing food and the other still covered. Did his dad order breakfast? Is there anything for him?

Oh, but he doesn’t want to eat alone. He waddles towards the bedroom door, wanting to go wake her up. Maybe she’ll let him take another bath with her too. Once the door opens, he climbs onto the bed and babbles towards her. She sleeps on her stomach, blanket covering her shoulders. Grogu walks towards her head and pats on her cheek. He coos, hoping the sound of his voice will wake her up.

“Mmgh…” She moans a little, stirring. A yawn escapes her as her eyes flutter open. “Mm… Grogu?” She pushes herself to sit up, the blanket slipping off her shoulders. It’s only now that she remembers she’s naked and quickly covers her chest. “Grogu!”

The child just tilts his head, confused at her reaction.

Memories flood back into her mind. It all happened in complete darkness, but each sound, each touch, each sensation was clear. So that… that really happened. Din and I… Her face reddens and she clamps her hand over her mouth to muffle a yelp. She looks over her shoulder… no Din. Oh Stars, he didn’t leave, did he? Wait, of course not, Grogu is still here. “Where’s…”

Grogu makes a noise and points towards the bathroom. Now that she strains her ear, she hears the shower turn off. Her heart immediately races. Grogu nudges her again, babbling and pointing towards the door. “Okay, okay. I’m coming.” She gulps and slips off the bed, wrapping the bed sheet around her torso. As she does, she winces and mouths a quiet “ow.” Why am I so sore — right…

Grogu leads the way, more interested in the food waiting for them. She lifts a brow. Food? Did… Din order this? She notices one plate is already finished. Sitting down, she uncovers the other plate, steam escaping and revealing a hearty plate of breakfast. Grogu jumps onto her lap, reaching for the small bites that he can shovel into his mouth. “You go ahead, kid,” she says, listening to the sounds behind the bathroom door. “I don’t think I can eat yet…”

She isn’t sure how this is going to go, but she doubts it’ll end in anything other than the Mandalorian telling her to forget about it, that it never happened. And will never happen again. She was, after all, just being selfish. Maybe he hates her for it. Her stomach feels too tight to accept any food, so she just waits in agony.

The door opens. She lifts her head and he steps out, helmet blocking any indication of his emotion. He’s fully dressed, apart from the beskar he needs to put back on. His heavy gait towards them makes her heart race and her mouth dry. Without a word, he sits down across from them, reaching for his armor and putting it on, piece by piece.

Nothing? He’s going to say nothing? She grits her teeth. “Okay, fine.” She breaks the silence. “I’ll make this easy for you, Mando.”

The use of the nickname stops his hands. He faces her. “What?”

“Let’s just forget about it,” she says, her eyes darting to the side, her voice wavering. “Pretend it never happened. I’m sorry. I… I shouldn’t have…”

Din’s chest heavies. Grogu is too busy eating to listen in on the conversation, but where he sits doesn’t go unnoticed. He even offers her a piece of fruit that she politely declines. “...Why?” Din asks.

“’Why?’ I…” She sighs, her hand running through her head. “Isn’t this… what you want?”

“When did I say that?”

She blinks in surprise. “You… don’t want that?”

“I…” Now it’s his turn to avert his gaze, even though he knows she can’t see his eyes. He rubs the back of his neck. “Oh boy…” He sounds stressed. “You… don’t regret it?”

“I-I don’t!” She shakes her head. “I th-thought you would regret it. I thought… I was being selfish. That I forced you into it and-and that you didn’t want to and—”

“Hey, hey, slow down.” He lifts a hand. “It’s okay. You weren’t being selfish. If anything, it was me.” He looks at Grogu, knowing it wouldn’t be the first time.

“Oh…” She cracks a smile, relief written in her visage. “S-So… what does that mean? If we’re… both selfish?”

“Well… the kid and I know a thing or two about that.” Grogu looks up with a gleam in his eye. It was selfish for Din to go back for him in the first place. It was selfish to endanger others just to rescue him from Moff Gideon. It was selfish for Grogu to leave Luke to return to him. At some point, it stops being selfish and becomes something else entirely. “So it wasn’t… bad?”

“Bad? Are you kidding me? It was...” She stops herself from sounding too giddy, considering the fact that Grogu is still present. And Din knows that he understands more than he lets on. “It was wonderful, Din.”

He grins. “G...Good…” Now that that’s taken care of: “Pack your things,” he says to her. “We’re going to leave.”

Her smiles drops. “Leave? Why? The tournament isn’t over.”

“I know.” He secures his vambrace. “But I’m not putting you in any more danger.”

“Hey! Wait just a minute!” She almost stands up, but Grogu is planted firmly on her lap. “You got rid of the danger, didn’t you? There’s just me and the Twi’lek now. I’m so close!”

“You were almost killed.” He stands. “You wanna walk around with a target on your back?”

“Oh, like you don’t?”

“That’s different. I’m a Mandalorian, I’m a bounty hunter. I know how to fend for myself.”

She huffs in frustration. “So I’m just supposed to give up now?”

“There’s other beskar in the galaxy. I’ll figure it out.”

Now she stands, carrying Grogu in her arms. “You listen to me, Din… I don’t know your last name—”

“Djarin.”

She blinks. “Really?” How pretty — not now! “You listen to me, Din Djarin!” Grogu giggles. “I didn’t come all the way here, get hit on, felt up, threatened, a blaster on my face, all to just give up right when I’m so close to the finish line!”

Din takes a step back. Felt up? “Wait… when did you get…?” His blood starts to boil.

She waves her hand. “It was Besporos, the trust fund kid. Said he’d give me some beskar if I went on a date, but we all see how that turned out. Anyway, I didn’t go through all of that for you to tell me to forget about it.” She takes a step forward. “I need to win this… for me. Don’t you get that?”

He resigns himself, lowering his head. “Of course I can.”

“Then it’s settled.” Another step forward. “But…” She lifts her hand, cupping the side of his helmet. “I do think it’s sweet that you care.” Din tenses out of instinct, but he breathes out and dares to lean into the touch. How he wishes he could feel it on his skin again… The best he can do is hold her hand, thumb brushing against her wrist. The bed sheet drapes around her makes her look like a work of art, like a statue that only he can admire.

He fantasizes about the curtain of night being drawn and carrying her back, their clothes on the floor leaving no barriers. Din never imagined he could feel so close to another person like that.

Grogu coos, tilting his head and giving him a look. Din knows the kid can’t talk yet, but he says enough with his expressions: what’s happening between you and her?

“Urm.” Din clears his throat loudly, pulling away.

She walks back to the table, setting Grogu down on it so he can continue eating. “I’m going to freshen up.” He nods, watching her walk towards the bathroom door. “The door’ll be unlocked, okay?” She winks, clicking her tongue before she walks in. Din’s throat tightens and he clenches his jaw. Din sinks into the couch and tries to shoo away those thoughts while Grogu eats.

He recalls how he once mused to himself that Grogu would be the death of him. Now he thinks the same thing of her, but for entirely different reasons.

---

Her bath that afternoon is long. She savors it knowing that it’ll be the last time she gets to experience such luxury before leaving Canto Bight. Kriff, she hasn’t even decided where she wants to go after this… It doesn’t have to be Tatooine, that much she knows. What if she stays here? Or maybe goes somewhere else fancy, like Coruscant? A whole galaxy is at her disposal. So, instead of being alone on Tatooine, you wanna be alone somewhere else?

She sinks into the tub.

Of course, her heart knows exactly where she wants to go. Could she do it? Travel the galaxy, hop from one place to the next, not knowing what the next day would bring? Hell, that sounds amazing. And it wouldn’t matter where she went, as long as she had them.

Slow down. Maybe… maybe focus on winning the tournament first.

She finishes her bath and walks to the bedroom to pick her outfit for that night. As she goes through the many dresses that stylist left her, she notices that the hotel staff had put her Tatooine clothes on a hanger, its dull brown colors looking even muddier next to the vibrant ones. Taking it off the rack, she notices that it’s been scrubbed clean of dirt and sweat, even smelling nice.

The corner of her lips curls up. It was fun dressing up like a rich noble the past few days, but something about wearing her normal clothes seems right for tonight.

“Okay,” she says, stepping out of the bedroom. “I’m ready.”

Din looks up, a little surprised that she came out in her regular clothes. The last time he had seen her in those, they were bickering and biting each other’s heads off. Yet, he knows she’s still the girl from last night, the one that pulled him into her arms and accepted him entirely. She’s still just as beautiful. “Then let’s go.”

Walking across the casino is like wading through tar. Hundreds of people watch them, congest the walkways as they stare and whisper. She meets their gazes with a firm look, her hand clutching his wrist. As they near the room of the tournament, they hear arguing from inside.

“Oh boy,” she says. “This could get ugly.”

Inside, Dastiv shouts at his bodyguards while the Twi’lek and the other competitors watch, occasionally joining in. As soon as the casino owner sees the three of them walk in, his face reddens with rage and he points towards them. “You!” he shouts. “I want you out of my casino! Out!”

“Tournament’s not over,” she says, hiding the rising rage in her voice.

“Oh, yes it is.” Dastiv hisses. “I’ve already made the decision.”

“What?” She glares.

“You — or rather, your friend — murdered Bras Luum, another competitor! You are disqualified!”

The crowd around them gasps. “What?! That’s not fair!” she shouts. “He tried to murder me first! And you!” She points at him, her finger right in his face. “You helped him!”

“I’d watch your tone, scum. You’re lucky I’m not calling for your arrest.” Din is ready to step between them before she puts a hand on his arm, stopping him.

“Afraid the New Republic’s gonna investigate into your friend? Yeah, that might not look good.” She seethes with fury. “I don’t want to be here a second longer, but you’ll let me finish this tournament if you know what’s good for you.”

“No can do.” He takes a step back. “I’ve already called it. Your winnings have been added to the final pot. And since there are no more competitors, I shall declare Hadira Vossall the winner of this tournament!” The Twi’lek woman narrows her eyes at Dastiv, not appearing the least bit excited about this development. “She will receive the entire pot and the beskar.”

She pales, feeling her heart break in two. “So it’s decided…”

“Yes.” Dastiv smiles smugly. “Glad you understand.”

Her hand twitches. “Yeah… means I won’t feel bad about doing this.” She takes her fist and swings with all her might, punching him right in the face, the crowd gasping in response while Grogu giggles. “That’s for drugging me, you bastard!” Din sees that her fist is cocked for another cross and he catches her hands, pulling her back.

“That’s enough. He’s not worth it.”

Dastiv holds his cheek, spitting out some blood onto his hand. “My tooth! She broke my tooth!”

Din glares at him. “You’re lucky she didn’t break more. C’mon.”

She wishes she could delight in the sight more, but the heartbreak was too much. Not only did she lose the beskar, but all of her winnings… Everything that she worked for was gone. She bites down on her lip as Din leads her away, holding back the tears. “I’ve had enough of this city,” she tells him as they reach the casino’s exit. “Let’s get out of here.”

Just as the doors slide open, they hear a feminine voice call “wait!” The trio looks back, seeing a young, green Twi’lek girl run up to them. “Miss. I come on behalf of my mistress, Lady Vossall. She would very much like to extend a formal invitation for you and your friends.”

She blinks, exchanging a look of confusion with the Mandalorian. “That’s… generous, I suppose. What for?”

“She did not say. She told me only to make sure you did not leave. If you are interested, please come to the penthouse in one hour.” She tells them how to find it, then she bows and leaves them be.

Din looks to her. “It’s up to you,” he says. “We can leave right now if you want.”

She takes the time to think. Why would Hadira want to see her? Maybe they could negotiate for the beskar so far. If they could get it, then she wouldn’t care about the money loss. It’s worth a shot. “You think it’s a trap?”

“She just won the tournament. I doubt it, but then again… I don’t trust anyone.”

“If it is, then at least we’ll escape it together. What do you think, Grogu?” He coos in affirmation.

---

Hadira Vossall’s penthouse sits on the top floor, overlooking the rest of Canto Bight. The first thing they notice is how warm it is, like a steam bath almost. If Din’s helmet weren’t specialized, it would have fogged up his visor. There are luscious green plants and flowers lining the hallways, alongside works of art and various artifacts. A servant leads them further into a spacious yet quiet room with a grand table in the center and a fountain on the back wall. At the head of the table, Hadira rises from her chair to greet them, stating the girl’s full name.

“That’s me,” she says. “Thank you for inviting us. You have…” she scans around. “A really lovely home.”

“Thank you.” Hadira walks around the table, servants following her. She walks like a queen… “I don’t know what transpired between you and Bras,” she says, folding her hands together. “And frankly, I don’t care.” She stops in front of them, a calm expression on her face. “Allow me to explain something to you. I don’t need to gamble for money. I do it because I love it, because I’m good at it. And I love winning… but you know what I don’t love?” She frowns. “Winning by default.”

She nods. “I… see.”

“I could tell that Dastiv had already made up his mind, but he cannot control what I do in my own residence. So, I ask you.” She once again uses her full name. “Would you kindly indulge in a game of sabacc with me?”

She blinks in surprise. “Wh-what?” Her heart swells in elation. “Really?”

“Indeed. I will gladly give you your earnings. However.” She holds up a hand. “Now that the beskar is in my hands, I ask that you provide something equal in value for the buy-in.”

At that, her face turns pensive. “I… I don’t have anything like that…”

Hadira grins. “Perhaps you don’t. But the Mandalorian does.” She turns to Din. “For five ingots of beskar, I believe his full set of armor serves an equal value.”

“No!” She shakes her head. “I-I can’t ask D– Mando to do that for me. It’s–”

Din says her name. He puts a firm hand on her shoulder and leans in so his voice through the modulator only reaches her ears. “Can you win?”

“I-I don’t know,” she stutters out. “She’s really good and… no, no, I can’t gamble with your armor—”

“Can you win?” he asks again, firmer. She closes her eyes, focusing on his voice, on his hand. “When you woke up this morning, did you think that you could win.”

“...Yes.”

“Is it any different now?”

“It’s your armor, Din.” She presses her temple against his. “I could never lose that.”

“...Then don’t.” He gives her shoulder a squeeze. “Go ahead. Play.”

She opens her eyes and gives him a look of pure determination, her brows fixed, her eyes brimming. A firm nod is all he needs to pull away. She faces Hadira.

“Let’s play.”

[whoregaylorenzo]

What's your favorite Jorge Lorenzo moment and why? Oh and also share your fave picture(s) of him I need more

okok so I'm still horribly uninformed on jorges racing brilliance bc well...danis sort of taken all of my attention lately if u hadn't noticed 😭 so I'm going for silly here but my absolute fav moment so far is when they pulled a prank on him that sth was wrong with his car and then that it was stolen and proceeded to lock him in a hotel room before telling him it's all good it's fine and here's why it's my fav:

first of all I understand almost nothing except a lot of swearing and 'car' and it's still one of the funniest videos I've ever watched in my whole life

before anything even happens he's being a little shit with his instagram posting and his delighted little giggles are just 100/10 bless

he IMMEDIATELY turns on drama queen mode without even a secons of hesitation, the face, the pacing, the constant swearing, the angry bunny stomping, it's amazing 10/10 would watch again and again

they made him think an influencer stole his car basically and he confronted her and was like I'm jorge lorenzo from motogp five time world champion don't u know who I am!!! ICONIC diva moment 1000/10 once again

and then the moment when they held him in the room (someone held the door as he tried to get out) and he just proceeded to start screaming 😭😭😭😭 babygirl that's not gonna help u but it's hilarious and I love u

and then FINALLY when it was all over and he knew his car was fine he proceeded to say 'ah but the girl was beautiful' MY DUDE THAT'S WHAT U TAKE FROM THAT? *points at him* that's a certified whore right there

okay and now PICTURE TIME!! thanks to @ilikecarsandlike4people who sends me all the best jorge pics and continues to educate me on all the jorge-isms

depresso

wife!!

babygirl!!

mr worldwide

scuse me da- sir???

actual baby!!!!!

and many many more but the 10 pic limit on the app hates me >:[

[nightbirdbliss]

fun fact about this crochet kit that i got

it has videos that go with it and i realized they have left handed and right handed versions

i realized this too late so uh ..i accidentally learned how do crochet right handed and now it feels wrong to go the other way

[evansbby]

Ok, I'm just going to come out and say it. Ari sometimes is like a hit or miss for me.

Negative thoughts: Sometimes, I look at him and just think. If we were to kiss, that beard and mustache, it would feel so uncomfortable on my face. All prickly and bushy. That split down the middle of his long hair is just not it. He looks unkempt and like he hasn't showered in at least 3 days.

Positive thoughts: Those abs! 🥵 That long hair pushed back by those thick fingers. He does seem like he'd have nice smelling breath. Imagine being on top and him giving you that arrogant smirk. Those shoulders! Imagine biting that sturdy neck and staking your claim.

So, yeah, I have no clue where I was going with this. Just some of my random thoughts on Ari at times.

GIRL-

😨😨😨😨😨😨

I went through five stages of grief reading this— shock, disbelief, anger, other emotions…

Why would you say something so brave and yet so untrue? 🤧🤧🤧

FIRST OF ALL, Ari’s beard is not unkempt. It’s very much nicely shaped and trimmed — this is a common misconception!

Secondly, he is clean! He’s only dirty that one time and that’s bc HE WAS LITERALLY IN PRISON. Bestie, next time you’re in a packed jail, tell me how you took a shower and did your skincare and all that!!!

“That split down the middle” MIDDLE PART ON GUYS IS ACTUALLY ELITE. It makes their hair all swoopy and cute. A lot of guys in the 80s and 90s had this. Also Ari’s hair is long… do you prefer him to have a side part??? That would look dumb as fuck like cmon girlie COME ON.

Clearly you don’t know what a virile, sexy, manly, gorgeous man looks like! Bc it looks like him! And look at his slutty cleavage, his gorgeous outfits including the blue button up, the pink button up, the tiny shorts, the scuba suit, the plaid, UGHHHHH HE JS JUST SO 🥵🥵🥵🥵

Bestie you are fake af for saying that I’m sorry 🤧 please get an eye test right now bc you are blind and what you said is inaccurate and wrong! I couldn’t even focus on your positive thoughts bc your negative thoughts had me so floored 😭😭😭😂

[mickmundy]

people boo hooing over sniper/admin fail to recognize one of sniper's greatest and most fun potential character traits: cougar hunter

many snipers live in my mind but one of them that i love to think about is that he's slept his way from admin, to spy (and scout's mom), to medic. something like this:

admin: how he got his contract with mann co. a fun lay that turned into "i like your back muscles. you should come work for me". well mick mundy isn't gonna tell a cougar No, so... ah, why not! doesn't go steady with her because it doesn't suit either of them and sniper's not interested in having a relationship with his boss. both are professionals about it so its all good

spy: hooks up with spy after he too admits that he admires his back muscles. introduces him to his Even Older Wife (scout's mom) and she twirls his hair and asks him to stay the night. well mick mundy isn't gonna tell two cougars No, so... ah, why not! the three of them are a throuple now. scout comes home and sees sniper walking around in a speedo in their backyard and scout's like "hey mom why is sniper almost naked in our backyard?" and spy's like "ummmmmm he's. cleaning our pool." <- sniper would actually love to do that for them if they had a pool but they do not. he'd stick around this relationship for a while because he likes helping scout's mom out with household stuff, gets good backstab protection from spy at work, and the sex is incredible. sniper also has to break it to scout that he will in fact be at scout's house for dinner during the holidays......... because scout's two hot moms will be there.............. and they invited him already. but thanks for the second invite mate!

medic: revives sniper from the dead and calls him a medical marvel. he admires his his breedable hips (obviously). sniper tells medic any way he can make it up to him for saving him just let him know :). medic says he'd like to see these back muscles he's heard so much about (milfs talk after all) and sniper says well mick mundy isn't gonna tell a cougar No, so... ah, why not! and he happily becomes medic's service top and they bond over post-coital small talk about hazardous plants and exotic animals. easiest relationship to maintain, neither of them are overly clingy since it's just sex. they fool around when they can (and often when they shouldn't be!) and have the time of their lives.

important notes:

sniper owns a shirt (or hat) that says "COUGARS: TO BE HUNTED BUT NEVER TAMED". admin and spy hate it. medic loves it. scout's mom is the one that bought it for him :)

sniper has Zero Conventional Attractiveness/Sex Appeal. he's just in the right place at the right time and has a silly little Air about him that make older women need him

milfs and cougars talk Of Course. medic, spy, scout's mom and admin are all on the phone late at night talking about how much Fun sniper is and that they love his weird goofy swagger. lord have mercy when his voice goes all low and breathy though!

[frauleindermorgen]

this unit values authority and faith

Try recruiting her again when you gain more experience?

tsu's fodlan template

PERSONAL INFORMATION

GENDER. Female

AGE. 25 (technically in toa she’s had two birthday so now 27 *shrug emoji*)

HEIGHT. 155 cm (5'0")

BIRTHDATE: Tenth of the Horsebow Moon (Sept 10th)

Brand/Holy blood: Marked as ? at first until later revealed in supports (obv dont click if u follow this blog + somehow dont know this and want RD unspoiled)

CLASS. Black Eagles Student

AFFILIATION. Kingdom of Daein, Tellius

PERSONAL HISTORY

Tellius calendar: 62…? Born

633: becomes a herbalist and later a fortune teller to make ends meet. Moves to the back alleys of Nevassa.

638: Meets Sothe

645: Attempts to leave Sothe behind in Crimea and take a boat to Begnion. Regrets this when war breaks out and they are separated.

Between 646 and 648: Reunites with Sothe and helps form the Dawn Brigade

648 summer to early winter: Meets Pelleas and is put in charge of first Daein Liberation Army and then King Pelleas's army 

Winter of 648: Accepts the request of Daein’s people and the king himself and prepares to take up the kingdom’s crown

INTERESTS. Magic, herbalism, hiking, games of strategy, divination

LIKES. The quiet, sunrise, her quill and journal, the greenhouse and gardening

DISLIKES. The smell of blood, daggers, sickeningly sweet things (and people), being alone for too long

STATUS.  Queen in training 

CLOSE ALLIES: Elincia, Celica, Pelleas, Leonardo, Edward, Kurthnaga

DINING HALL PREFERENCES

LIKES. Vegetable pasta salad, vegetable stir fry, Saghert and cream, Onion gratin soup, Sweet bun trio

DISLIKES. Anything with meat; fish too, though tends to be standard dishes rather than disliked.

DINING HALL NOTES

FAVORITE DISH.  ✧

To be able to have something like this… I am very grateful.

STANDARD DISH.  ✧

It’s nice to eat together, isn’t it? Oh, but don’t let it get cold!

LEAST FAVORITE DISH. ✧

Ah…  –I sounded sounded hurt, just now? No I’m… it’s fine, it will take getting used to, that’s all.

WITH CELICA/ELINCIA.  ✧

"It's been some time since we could talk to face to face leisurely; please, tell me what has transpired in your life since."

WITH SOREN.  ✧

C rank or below

"I usually do not mind the quiet but… well. Alright, I suppose I should get some reading in as well.”

B rank or above

“There’s an open spot so I’m sitting here. [...]  "Is that all you’re having? Here, eat up.”

WITH EDWARD.  ✧

“I’ll take some bread, but only a bit. I said a bit! Oh, and you can't just keep giving me those vegetables, you know."

(if eating with a third party)

“Can you help me talk some sense into this one? Afternoon classes are about to start and he thinks I should take the bread roll. You need it more, Edward - “new political thought in the Leicester Alliance” doesn’t take nearly as much energy as Gauntlet training!”

(to third party)

“I’m right, aren’t I?”

WITH LEONARDO.  ✧

“This dish is quite tasty! Do you think we could make it together sometime? I think I’d like to try…”

TEA TIME GUIDE

FAVORITE TEA. Mint Leaves, Ginger Tea, Crescent-Moon Tea, Bergamot 

CONVERSATION TOPICS. hopes for your future. books you've read recently. classes you might enjoy. capable comrades. cooking mishaps. a place you’d like to visit. the library's collection. the last battle.

TEA TIME QUOTES

GREETING.  ✧

(1) "Thank you for the invitation!”

(2) “Oh! You’ve already prepared it?”

(3) “I have been looking forward to this.”

FAVORITE TEA. ✧

“Oh, this is lovely. Thank you so much for thinking of me. May I?”

FIVE STAR TEA.  ✧

“Please, this is too much. Next time let me treat you.”

BEING OBSERVED.  ✧

(1) "Staring at me like that, your thoughts become almost… loud. Hm."

(2) "My hair? No, I'm not sure. This color is uncommon where I come from as well."  (3). "Have you been sleeping properly? You seem a bit tense.”

QUIPS.  ✧

Oh no, I wasn’t ignoring you. I saw a bird fly by just now and she reminded me of a friend.

Oh! It's much sweeter than I first thought.

Mmhm.

Of course.

That’s…

ENDING. ✧

"This was nice. I usually spend my down time in the forest or near the mountains but I could grow used to this as well."

FINAL COMMENTS.  ✧

To have even one person by your side to cherish is a truly precious thing, do you not agree?

ANSWER. Nod, Chat 

I do not miss having those visions exactly… but I do wonder if I could lead better, *be* better if I still had access to them.

ANSWER. Admonish, Sigh

I am used to drinking tea made from leaves I gathered myself.

I'd like to try that again some time.

ANSWER. Commend, Sip tea

I am a bit out of practice, but I used to make a living telling fortunes. If you give me your hand we can try it!

ANSWER. Blush, Laugh

MISCELLANEOUS DIALOGUE.

DISLIKED GIFT.  ✧

"That was kind of you."

LIKED GIFT.  ✧

"Something for me? You need not have, but I am glad you did."

FAVORITE GIFT.  ✧

"I... do not know what to say, no that's not right, I do - it's wonderful, thank you."

LOST ITEMS

AGRICULTURAL MANUAL: A large and intimidating tome on all manner of subjects related to large scale agriculture; a handmade bookmark has been left in a section titled “preparing the land”.

Location found: Library

BOOK OF FLOWER MEANINGS A second hand book that looks like it may have been purchased from the bazaar in town, with small pieces of parchment sticking out every which way. Notes are scribbled carefully on each piece of parchment and although the book is worn it is well cared for; it probably belongs to an eager student of its content.

Location found: Dining hall

RED GLOVES

Long, fingerless red gloves that reach past the elbow clearly belonging to someone with a slim and petite figure; you’re sure you’ve seen a pair just like these before in fact. Location found: Second floor dormitory

LOST ITEM QUOTES

OWNER.  ✧

"Yes, this is mine. You found it for me, then? Thank you so much!”

NOT OWNER.  ✧

"No, this does not belong to me; but I sense it is very precious to someone else. Shall we look for them together?"

MONASTERY QUOTES

CHOIR PRACTICE.  ✧

(1) "I’ve only sung by myself before… please let me know if I’m doing alright."

(2) "Everyone's voices coming together, yes, I understand why some would call it divine."

COOKING.  ✧

(1) "This is a bit different than the clay oven I'm used to..."

(2) "Oops!" (3) That technique you used, just now – might I watch it again?"

TUTORING

INSTRUCT

BAD.  ✧

"As I thought… this is quite difficult.”

Critique: "Yes. I will keep that in mind."

Console: "No, do not go easy on me. Please let us run through it again.”

GREAT.  ✧

"I have now seen this work and its rewards.”

PERFECT.  ✧

“I’ve done it! I feel as if I have gone beyond my limits.”

PRAISE. "Oh no, without you I could not have done so. Please keep guiding me.”

TASKS

STABLE DUTY. ✧

“I still fear riding, but being with them like this I can tell these horses are gentle creatures.”

WEEDING.  ✧

"Ah, this brings back memories; do you want to see who can gather up the most, it might be fun!”

SKY WATCH.  ✧

“It’s so high… please just give me a moment.”

CERTIFICATION EXAMS

FAILED.  ✧

"I apologize… next time I will be ready.”

PASSED.  ✧

"One step closer."

LEVEL UP

0 TO 2 STATS UP .  ✧

“This is… no, I can do better than this. I must.”

3 TO 4 STATS UP .  ✧

“If something has gone wrong I will simply correct it.”

5 STATS UP .  ✧

“Yes. For Daein!”

6 STATS UP .  ✧

“Goddess Ashunera, surely this is thanks to you.”

UPON REACHING LEVEL 99 .  ✧

“Yune, are you watching? No… I know you are. I promise to continue making you proud.”

UPDATE GOALS

RIDING.  ✧

“I think my fear of riding has less to do with the mounts themselves, and perhaps more so with my memories involving cavaliers. If I study their actions; their strategy and reasoning, I feel I will become more secure, and I ask that you support me. One day I very well may need to cast in this way.”

REASON.  ✧

“I am not sure if it is the classes or the people here but the offensive magic of Fodlan fascinates me. I think perhaps it is not so different from what my mentor once taught me. Would you like to see my notes – oh, er, of course later is fine.”

AUTHORITY.  ✧

“I came here to find out how to lead my people and I have since discovered that there are as many people as there are lands; so please, let me hone in on this field. I will create a Daein that everyone can be proud of.”

BUDDING TALENT

“I’ve almost grasped it. Once more!”

NEW SKILL

“Achieving something through my own power like this is wonderful; truly I thank you.”

RECLASSING .  ✧

(1) “It’s a strange feeling.” (2) “Nothing ventured, nothing gained.” (3) “I will do my best.”

BATTLE QUOTES

WHEN SELECTED

FULL/HIGH HP .  ✧

“Let’s move out.”

MEDIUM HP .  ✧

“I see.”

LOW HP .  ✧

“Compared to them, this is…”

ENEMY DEALS 1 OR NO DAMAGE OR MISSES .  ✧

“I do not fear you!”

CRITICAL ATTACK .  ✧

“For the hope of all!” “Light, surround me!” “The future is ours!” “No more hesitation!”

GAMBIT .  ✧

“Together!”

“Stand down or we strike!”

GAMBIT BOOST .  ✧

“You have my trust and I have your back.”

DEFEATED ENEMY .  ✧

“It is done.” “Goodbye.” “I will not forget you.”

ALLY DEFEATS ENEMY .  ✧

“Well done!” “Magnificent skill!” “I could learn much from you.”

ALLY HEALS/RALLIES .  ✧

“I am in your debt.” “Let me return the favor now.” “This bond is our strength.”

DEFEAT QUOTE

CASUAL .  ✧

“There are people depending on me, I cannot fall here.”

CLASSIC .  ✧

“This thread of fate… cut short…” “I couldn’t… keep that promise.”

[juniperhillpatient]

love it when everything is briefly just absolutely great & happy & everything seems like it’s gonna actually be okay in horror media but you’re not close to the end. that’s when you know shits getting ready to get real dark 😈

[blowflyfag]

firefox kinda really nice actually

[multi-lefaiye]

it's always "why don't you have a job yet" and "you need a source of income" and not "what absolutely fucking unhinged rant about tales from the gas station do you have locked and loaded this week" and "are you having fun with the silly fictional people"

[pikachupapi]

Modeled as a bride today was fun

[artichow]

Arti brother you simply do not ship why are you doing this-

But also. Tsubasa x Kyoya (two characters I know you care A LOT ABOUT-)

I KNOW I KNOW

I mean I saw everyone doing it and and you know-

also laz come on :') Oh how I care about them,, so much /s I mean I like them? kinda?

Don’t Ship It

Why don’t you ship it?

uh... I mean it's a good ship and it's kind of funny because they are so fruity honestly and there is no hetero explanation about any of their characters. They had a good rivalry in fusion and then they dropped it which is :( Fusion Kyoya is my favorite Kyoya I care a little about him but I do not care about Masters and Fury Kyoya (we don't talk about Fury Kyoya). But yeah idk they're just there, another gay ass rivalry <3 nothing standing out for beyblade standards I'd say. I feel like my answers are just going to be "I'm too aroace for this" everytime :')

But also idk I don't think Tsoobs' energy really matches Kyoya's and I have trouble imagining Kyoya in any close relationship, I like Kyoben but only when kyoya's just a better dude and over most of his bullshit

What would have made you like it?

ooh interesting... If they leaned in more into the way they both dealt with the dark power in battle blader and the consequences, and maybe helped each other through it? I think I remember I liked how involved and concerned Kyoya was during Tsubasa's fight against L drago. Also imagine Kyoya actually having a clear arc about his trust issues and habit of endangering himself and having Tsubasa stepping in to confront him/help him talk it out maybe? Idk, fury could be so many things

Despite not shipping it, do you have anything positive to say about it?

They are pretty gay.

Honestly in the end this made me realize that I don't mind this ship at all it's pretty solid, I feel like I listed some good stuff here :D Still not actively shipping it cause it's not in my nature usually but yeh! thumbs up still

[mars-ipan]

i will ALWAYS believe in the oscar wilde mentality of creativity

[lorelune]

I still have no idea who Diluc is (LMAOOO) but I am here as writer support so yes yes pls talk about ur fic dear Lore!!

1 & 20 for the fanfic asks 💌😊💕♥️

KEDS!!! thank you for the support :salute: diluc is this guy (picked the most h word/meow meow fanart possible from my Stash <333)

1. Give a 5-word summary of this chapter/fic.

the worst birthday ever: epilogue

20. Share 3 images that would fit to a mood board for this chapter/fic.

me RUNNING to pinterest!!