#Embla is the wicked witch of the west

[reshramlove1ob]

Dislyte AU where Sachiko is Dorothy Wizard if Oz. Are you following

[real-fire-emblem-takes]

Here are the most shavable feh characters in my opinion, that is the ones whose heads I want to shave.

🪒😘 for the ones I want to shave in a romantic way

🪒🤬 for the ones I want to shave in a hateful way

Anna 🪒🤬 You shouldn’t exist, fuck you and your stupid bangs, go bald greedy jerk

Bruno 🪒😘 Gosh that sexy hair and that slutty bang, he needs to be tied down and shaved like the beauty he is. Hope Alfonse doesn’t mind.

Fjorm 🪒🤬 I don’t really hate you that much, but I do wanna cut off your hair out of spite

Múspell 🪣🌊🤬 Fuck you fuck you fuck you GET AWAY FROM LAEGJARN YOU JERK FUCK FUCKFACE I HATE YOU YOU ARE THE DOG LAEGJARN IS A GODDESS I KNOW YOU DONT HAVE REAL HAIR SO IM GONNA WICKED WITCH OF THE WEST YOU FUCKFACE

Henriette 🪒😘 Sexy mature woman, meet my razor queen

Ganglöt 🪒😘 It looks so silky and flowy like moonlight, would love to shear it all off and kiss her while doing it

Freyr 🪒😘 That long pretty hair belongs on the floor, make my dreams come true handsome and I’ll make yours come true

Ginny 🪒😘 Fuck I’ll cut off her tentacles idgaf she’d be so sexy

Askr 🪒😘 Fluffy fucker he’s so fuckin sexy, let me sit in your lap while I shave every last hair off your lovely head

Embla 🪒🤬 Fuck you im shaving your skull and your face you serial killing fuckstack

Seidr 🪒🤬 Helmet hair gets automatically shaved off, plus your a simp so…ew bald time

Nerþuz 🪒😘 I want to wear that pink hair like a blanket once I cut it all off, she’s gonna look so hot as I make out with her

Gullveig 🪒😘 I get to kill your evil snakes and shave you bald, win win for me and you, get in the chair gorgeous

Læraðr 🪒😘 Whore tree behavior, I think you need to be punished, I’m going to shave you bald and maybe spank you after I’m done but then I’ll cuddle with you later and eat milk and cookies with you, sexy fucking tree fuckkkkkkkk

Baldr 🪒😘 Gonna make you bald(r) as fuck, gonna wear your sexy curls like a trophy you beautiful woman

im assuming you're the one that sent the fic of alfonse shaving bruno's head

[silhouetteofadon]

Session 7/27/18

Phase 2

At Maidenstar

As the sun rose into the sky once more, the armies of Maidenstar gazed out to find a new wave of the Bull’s forces approaching. With new commanders taking the field, the members of the circle took a more active participation beyond the walls.  

Northern Light, Bright Shadow, Beztup and the mixed armies of the defenders engaged the Bull’s mid-field with backup of archers from the walls.  The enemy commanders were quickly identified by their powers and tactics, as well by the casualties inflicted by their personal efforts.

Sharp Orcid, a Dawn Caste woman who wielded a daiklave historically known to be belong to the warstrider All-Conquering Colossus.

Aslaug of the Seithr, a witch of ancient traditions whose words escaped her lips in sparks of flames and commanded her troops with incredible prowess.

Muspel the Burning Heart, craved his way through the battlefield with a blade in his hand and three more that floated behind him before striking in his defense.

Bright Shadow came lead a small force and caught a large portion of the Bull’s forces with sorcerous butterflies of fire and red glass, shredding them.  In return, Sharp Orchid rose quick to threaten the defending armies, decimating High Priest Northern Light’s personal tiger warrior vanguard in attempts to reach her.

Upon finally catching the songstress, Sharp Orchid unleashed a terrifying flurry of blows that gravely wounded the Zenith.   Struck from behind by one of the Bull’s elite right afterwards, Northern Light was incapacitated from the fight. Seeing her battle-sister and circle mate struck down, Bright Shadow exploded in a fury:

Excerpt from Bright Shadow’s player: Bright Shadow seethes with rage. No, she boils with fury. This is wrong. This is all wrong. This is not how it should be. This woman in front of her. She doesn't know her. She doesn't even know of her. Shadow had no quarrel against her, except that the the Bull send her here to murder them all. Except that she almost killed Northern Light. The Bull. Fuck him. Fuck that monster. That... Anathema. The only mountains of corpses he will create will be of those poor fools that follow him. Once again, butterflies take flight, a swarm of crimson death streaming towards her. But there is no wonder in their wings. No glory in their glitter. Only sorrow and suffering. She slowly pulls back her bow, and they gather on it, outlining it in brilliant white gold, which is shortly outshined by a violet butterfly-winged arrow. She has no right to do this. "I'm sorry, sister. No. That's a lie. Sun forgive me." The light dies. The fiery swarm of crimson and fire tore through Sharp Orchid ending her life.  Soon after, Muspel met his end by a precision arrow launched by a dragonblooded defender named Embla.

With the champions and armies quickly vanishing following the fall of the pair, Aslaug swiftly surrendered rather than face a similar end. For a second time, the partial circle has broken the Bull’s advance but an even greater challenge awaits them as they feel the winds of the West begin to gust strongly in intervals. At Braebrecken

At the same dawn his allies engaged their enemies, Syndoriel and his limited allies engaged a different kind of battle.  Diamond Empress and her demonic support called Nifl-Ogre, advanced their lines, the Fair Folk warlord took hold of the skies and spun a wicked blizzard into existence from the once sunny summer day.   The chill bit at the defending army wickedly, but they didn’t let it discourage them.

Once more Syn took to the field alone, pushing his limitations to keep the city safe upon and behind the city walls.   With power sun magic, Syn graced the battlefield with the presence of nearly thirty soldiers on his own, each wielding might kin to his own.  In addition, due to the masking power of his sorcerous working, the additional presence seemed to be masked as wind spirits mimicking his shape, preserving his disguise as a powerful Dragonblooded.  He held the light, allowing the Realm manned lightning balista to burn through the army piece by piece.

Catching the frost-queen fae off guard, the forces of the Linowan and another Folk Folk named Night of the Dancing Flame appearing to reinforce the limited forces of Brabrecken. Using this to their advantage, the once endless seeming forces of the Bull quickly was pinched between forces. Leaving nothing to chance, Syn drove towards the commanders to end the fight swiftly.

After successfully leaving his way through to the back line, the Zenith quickly dispatched Nifl-ogre with a mighty blow, casting him into the horizon rather than engage him in a brutal throw down.  With a greatly diminished army, her commander lost, Diamond Empress took a knee and swore an oath of fealty to Syndoriel from this day forth.  Her also bound her oath’s details to making her responsible for defending Creation, even if it meant clashing with her kin.  While she accepted the terms, she revealed that she could not turn against the Bull for her oaths to him forbid it.

Hope of victory was soon torn from the tenders as a new combatant entered the field; a powerful Full Moon Lunar named Alexia, the Maw of Winter.  The two quickly engage in combat, trading blows and wounds. The battle field shook but in the end, Alexia was driven away after a series of grievous wounds, the two Exalts taking their toll on one another.

With no further commanders to take the reigns of the Bull’s now greatly diminished Southern army, the Solar began the process making his way back towards Maidenstar with Reiza.  He also convinced the king of the city to let him take the lightning ballista with a promise to return it as well to put a shot through the Bull’s heart with it.  Syn struck the bargain, spent an intense night with Night of the Dancing Flame before speeding ahead of the armies to reach Maidenstar.