#I love salza's hair

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DBZ and TF2 Crossover

I love DBZ and TF2 so much! These duos share several things in common, so I wanted them to converse together a lil', maybe they'd be friends, and antagonize the others. Sniper and Jeice are both Aussies (well, I mean, Jeice in the English dub has an Australian accent for some reason, and is from Space Australia in DBZA) and they both share a red/warm color scheme. Spy and Salza are both French (like Jeice, Salza has a French accent for some reason in the English dub, and is from Space France in DBZA) and the both share a blue/cool color scheme. (yes, I drew Jeice and Salza here, they are not cut out from any scenes of DBZ, I also overlaid a film grain texture over them and the Namek background to capture that old anime look, VS. the smoother rendered look of the Sniper and Spy, who are from a game) Reblogs and feedback is greatly appreciated! Please don't steal my work, or repost it without my permission. I hope you all have a wonderful day!

[mydadleft471]

A Jester Indeed: Part 2

Children, I have returned! Glorious day!

I FINALLY wrote Messmer shit again! Yippee! Thank you all for waiting so patiently. I also have over 500 reblogs which is crazy! I'm so happy.

Anywho, here you go. Enjoy your dinner.

Link to part one here!

Link to my Masterlist here!

You’ve been having a fantastic time in the Shadow Keep.

Putting aside the demigod who you may or may not have been annoying for the past few weeks, there’s so much history to delve through. His Storeroom, which you had begged him to let you go into, held a great many mysteries about the Shamans and the Hornsent. The books you’ve been pouring over alongside shambling shades were fascinating; so much so that you often brought them back to your quarters to read until you fell asleep in your very comfy bed.

Messmer, as promised, had your quarters cleaned. The dust was gone practically overnight and you had fresh clothes, sheets, and as much food as you could ever want. Perhaps this was Messmer’s way of thanking you for sparing him?

Speaking of that, he hardly had time for you. When he wasn’t shut away in his quarters, he was out training with his men. You had often watched him work, muscles rippling and his soldiers watching with as rapt attention as you did. He truly was a fearsome warrior.

You got really lucky.

There was one occasion when he came and visited you not long after you were settled in your new home. He had knocked on your door long after the moon had risen into the starry sky, and you welcomed him in. He looked around the room, inspecting it with a scrutinizing gaze. But his anger quickly dissipated once you let him know just how much you loved your time here. You spared no detail, exclaiming about the lovely clothes you were given and how comfortable your bed was.

He looked so pleased.

As you run through your memories of the last few weeks, a discarded book about Hornsent religious practices on your lap, a loud knock sounds at your door. You get up, carefully placing the book on your side table, and make your way over to the door and open it. It was Salza, a longtime friend and confidant of Messmer’s. He was the most agreeable of his high-ranking men in your eyes, as he had no problem walking you through the Storeroom and loading your arms full of books as he regaled stories of old battles. 

“My Lady,” he bows respectfully.

You sigh. “Salza, how many times have I reminded you to just call me by my name?”

“And how many times have I ignored you?”

“You make a fair point.” You gesture into your room, inviting him in. 

He shakes his head. “As much as I would like to continue my stories of my long-lost days of grandeur, Lord Messmer requires you today.”

“Requires me? What am I, a concubine?” You scoff.

Salza opens his mouth to say something, then quickly shuts it, shaking his head. “Would you accompany me? Lord Messmer does not like to be kept waiting.”

“Yeah, yeah. Let’s go.”

As you begin to take a step forward, Salza’s arm shoots out and stops you. You shoot him a puzzled look.

“Not like that. Wear something nicer.”

You look down at your clothes, a simple tunic, pants, and boots. Not very fitting for a lady, you say to yourself mockingly.

“Fine, fine. Give me a few minutes.”

“I’ve brought servants with me to help you, my Lady.” A few shades linger behind him in the dim light of a chandelier.

You quickly wave them in and shut the door. They all wander over to your wardrobe and pull out a few dresses that are, of course, all differing shades of red. You pick the one closest to the fiery red of Messmer’s hair, and the servants nod at your choice approvingly. They quickly get to work ridding you of your garments and lacing up your dress. A nice pair of sandals is placed at your feet and you quickly slip them on.

You move to sit at your vanity, which had to be replaced with one that was more your size. It’s made of a beautiful dark red wood, carefully carved with intricate linings of ivory and ebony. The servants flutter about you, two combing your long hair and taming it, and another picking out earrings and a lovely choker with two silver serpents. A light dusting of blush on your cheeks and some crimson is laid carefully on your lips. Looking into the mirror, you appreciate how beautiful you look. Sometimes, you hardly recognize the battle-hardened warrior you were before coming here.

The servants do one final pass over you and decide you look perfect enough after a few sprays of floral perfume that makes you cough and sneeze.

Finally returning to your door and opening it, Salza looks you up and down.

You hold up a hand. “Don’t say it. Just lead.”

He begins to walk and you follow him closely, your dress gently swishing as you move.

“I was merely going to ask you if you think My Lady fits you now.” He chuckles.

“Yeah, I guess it does.” You say wistfully.

Soon, you arrive at the large door to Messmer’s chambers. The last time you stood in front of these heavy doors, you were trying to kill him. The irony is not lost on you.

The guards stationed in front of the door open them wordlessly for you, the metal screeching against the rough stone floors in protest. Salza stands at your side, and as the doors open, you see the chamber is fully lit up. And very occupied.

All of Messmer’s top men are gathered around his large throne, with the man himself perched impatiently on his seat. He flexes and relaxes his fingers as if he’s summoning his spear.

Salza leads the way inside and you follow, hot on his heels as your sandals scrape against the floor. He takes his place at Messmer’s side and positions you next to him, only a man away from his Lord. You don’t notice so much as feel Messmer’s eyes watch your every movement. As you take your place, Messmer gives you a look of approval, a soft gaze that sends your mind reeling.

“My Lord, I believe everyone is here. Shall we begin?” Queelign says.

Fucking simp.

Messmer nods and raises his hand. The doors open again, and a man with dark robes and a hood over his head is escorted inside. He’s moved to the middle of the room when the hood is taken off his face.

You almost pass out on the spot.

It’s Sir Ansbach, a fellow Tarnished serving Miquella the Kind, like Lady Leda. His mask has been taken off and is dropped at his side. He can’t move with two guards at his back and his hands bound.

“Speak thy name, trespasser.” Fire Knight Kood rumbles out.

“I am Sir Ansbach, loyal follower of Lord Mohg, and the last of the Pureblood Knights.” His voice does not waver despite the circumstances.

“A follower of Mohg? Here?” Messmer speaks, and you notice his men straighten even more at the sound of his voice.

“Yes, Lord Messmer. I have nothing to hide, nor have I any reason to disguise my allegiances.”

When Messmer doesn’t speak again, Queelign does so for him.

“Have thee any relation to Miquella the Kind?” God, his voice is annoying.

“Once, perhaps, when my heart was stolen by him as I tried to save my dear Lord. No longer, however, as his charm has broken.”

“How many of Miquella’s followers are in the Realm of Shadow?” Kood inches closer to Ansbach.

“Five that I know of, my Lord. I do not know their whereabouts or if they have been freed from the charm as well. I came here for knowledge, nothing more.”

“Speak their names.” Messmer summons his spear.

“Lady Leda, Moore, Freya, Hornsent, and Dryleaf Dane.”

You knew all of these names, except one. Dane remained a mystery to you.

“Is it the truth that spills from thy lips, or venom, Sir Ansbach? I do not know you.” Messmer’s voice sends a chill down your spine.

“Perhaps not, my Lord, but she does.” He gestures to you.

The room goes silent except for the rapid beating of your own heart. If Messmer considers you a traitor, you don’t have your weapon. You don’t even have your flask. You are sure to lose horribly.

“Speak.” Messmer narrows his eye at you.

You take a deep breath before beginning. “It’s true, Lord Messmer. I know Sir Ansbach, and every word he says is true. I know of these followers of Miquella, except for Dryleaf Dane. He remains unknown to me. But I trust Sir Ansbach. I would ask that you do the same.”

Queelign, unfortunately, butts in before anyone else can speak. “My Lord, how can we be so sure that she is not a follower of Miquella herself? How can we be sure this is not some elaborate plot to infiltrate the Shadow Keep?”

Messmer tenses at his words. You narrow your eyes at Queelign.

“Forgive my harsh words, my Lord, but I don’t give a shit about Miquella. I killed his sister and harbor her Great Rune, for Marika’s sake. I never came here to enact whatever master plan he has; I came here for the adventure. Might I remind you of our first meeting, my Lord?”

“My Lord, she how do we know–”

“Enough. She has spoken.” 

You could kiss Messmer right now.

Queelign, fuming, but not wanting to do anything to disobey his Lord, sulks back to his spot. With a raise of Messmer’s hand, the guards behind Sir Ansbach cut his bindings.

“Thank you, Lord Messmer.” Sir Ansbach bows deeply, as he was more than likely not expecting to get out of this situation alive.

“Do not thank me. If not for my advisor, thy fate would have been decided in this room.” Messmer looks over at you, something you can’t quite place in his eyes.

You mouth a silent thank you to him, and his lip twitches into an almost smile. Cute.

“A pleasure to see you again, Lady Tarnished. Thank you for coming to my rescue.”

“Oh, it was nothing. I do this every day.” You joke with a dismissive wave of your hand.

“What does thee know of Miquella’s plan?” Messmer sets the conversation back on track.

“Very little as of now. I came here with the intent on pursuing knowledge so I may know what to do next.” Sir Ansbach replies.

“My Storeroom is open to thee. Pursue to thy heart’s content, but thou wilt harbor no ill will towards my men. Should thee disobey my warning, there will be no mercy.”

“Of course, Lord Messmer. Should I find anything, I will tell you immediately.”

“Salza,” Messmer begins. “Show him to the Storehouse.”

“Yes, my Lord.”

With an audible creak of his bones, he leads Sir Ansbach out of the great chamber. The rest of Messmer’s men stand still awaiting his orders.

“Return to thy posts and sharpen thy blades. A war may be approaching.” His words echo through the room, sending a chill down your spine.

Everyone begins to leave and you go to join them, but Messmer gently grabs your wrist.

“I would have thee stay.”

“Okay. I mean, yes, my Lord.” You curtsy to him.

Once the rest of the guards leave and the large metal doors are shut, Messmer releases your wrist and begins to walk behind his throne. You follow, trying to catch up with him with your much smaller legs, and you notice another large door at the very back of the room. It’s adjacent to the large statue of Marika and partially hidden by deep crimson curtains.

“Come.” He holds the door open for you and you tentatively make your way inside.

With reddening cheeks, you realize that this is his personal chamber. A large bed with red blankets and various furs sits imposingly in the corner, and a few desks and tables litter the room. It is luxurious, but not extravagantly so. You wonder if perhaps he does want you as a concubine.

He clears his throat and you realize he’s waiting for you at a large table covered by a map. As you hurry over, you realize it shows the layout of the Land of Shadow.

“Why have you brought me here, my Lord?”

Something about your flustered face must be funny because he lets out a small chuckle. “I seek your advice.”

“Oh, okay! Because when Salza came to my door and told me I needed to look nice I thought you’d be taking me as a concubine or something like that.” Words rush out of you faster than reason can reign them in, and you find yourself the bringer of an uncomfortable silence.

Messmer’s cheeks flush and his one eye looks around rapidly as long as it doesn’t linger on your form. He places his hands on the table in front of him, and, after some time, he looks down at you with a look.

“Not that I wouldn’t be honored!” You interject quickly. “I just, uh, would like to get to know you better before we did anything like that. But you’re very handsome and… I think I’m going to stop talking.”

It was probably a good thing you did. Messmer looks ready to keel over where he stands from your words. His face is a deeper red than his hair and he opens and closes his mouth rapidly in search of words that never seem to come to him.

Eventually, he gets his mind straight enough to quietly utter a few words. “Thou wouldst consider me handsome?”

“Of course.” You say smiling.

“I am naught but a horrid war-beast.”

“Would you please just take a compliment?!” You all but screech.

“Wouldst thou stop rambling like a child?” He counters.

“You’re impossible. I can’t believe I picked this dress for you!”

Once again, silence encompasses the room. You nervously pick at your cuticles to give yourself something to do.

“Thou lookest radiant. Red becomes you.” He mutters.

“Oh. Thank you.” 

He reaches to take off his helmet, sighing as the weight of it rests on the table beside him. His fair, though a bit messy, frames his face beautifully. You just wish you could tell him that without sending him into a spiral.

“I brought thee here for militaristic purposes, nothing more, I assure thee.”

“Oh. That’s boring.”

“And thou wouldst have me take thee as a concubine instead?” 

Your face flushes for the millionth time today. “No! I mean… maybe? Can we– can we just get back on track? Please?”

“Wouldst thou take a compliment?” He mocks you.

“I should’ve let you tear your eye out.”

He laughs and it makes you shrink even further into yourself. You do have to admit that he is so handsome when he smiles.

“Can I ask you something?”

Your sudden serious tone has his smile falling off his face faster than it arrived. He nods.

“Why did you trust me so much back there? Your men might not like the fact that you’re listening to a Tarnished.”

His gaze hardens. “Thou hast seen many battles rather recently. My men and I have lingered, burning away hastily-formed groups of remaining Hornsent, but we have lingered nonetheless.”

“Is that all?” You push.

He pauses before replying. “I owe thee mine own life. Engaging thy whims is a small price to pay.”

Your heart swells at his words and you place your hand gently over his. His gaze lingers on your small hand and curiosity gets the better of him. He holds your hand and inspects it, noticing a few callouses from battles fought, but overall, your skin is smooth. He feels unworthy of your touch and quickly drops your hand.

Perhaps privy to his internal battle, you move forward and gently wrap your arms around him, his serpents nuzzling into you. He stands so still, almost as if he can’t believe this is real. How long it’s been since he was given a loving touch.

“You’re sweet.” You mutter those words into his armor that’s been splattered with blood more often than it’s been polished.

He takes comfort in the knowledge that you, his strange Tarnished, does not care.

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I love playing gacha club and raising the cold family, after seeing the arts of @amiz06-certified-b1mb0 .I managed to create them in the gacha version and edited the version.

I admit kuriza's hair and a challenge just like Salza's hair and cooler

@theseawitch-1102 those slicked back hairs are still a lot of work

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Could you do a jeice sfw alphabet? Thanks!!!! Love you, your momo-ness!

(Avatar Aang, how you do, go on lol!)

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

He mostly shows affection through excessive flirting. You'll know if hes sincere about his flirting depending on what he says. If it sounds heartfelt, it probably is.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

He'd be a really loyal friend, but he will absolutely annoy you to no end. He doesn't have too many people he can call real friends besides the rest of the Ginyu Force, so he wants to hang out and bother you a lot.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Hes pretty cuddly, but he also doesn't have much time for just you and him. He loves to cuddle, but it's usually when watching a movie or if you two haven't seen eachother in a long time.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

He sucks at cooking, dont let him near the kitchen. He is the master of ordering takeout though. He's pretty good at cleaning, but that's because Captain Ginyu often gets the Ginyu Force to clean around Lord Frieza's ship.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

He would probably just slowly drift away from you. He does it in a way that you dont even know hes breaking up with you until he tells you.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Hes not really a marriage type of guy, but will definitely agree if you ask. You'll have to be together for a long while before he will want to say yes though.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Hes pretty gentle with loved ones, so he treats you pretty delicately. Emotionally, he takes a while before you actually dig down to the real emotions and not the ones he puts up as a facade.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Hugs are his go to when he sees you around but cant stay and chat for too long. So like if he passes you in the mess hall before a mission, he'll give you a hug and a small smooch before running off to the designated station.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

He'll say it pretty early on, but it takes him awhile to actually mean it. He waits to see if he actually does love you without leaving you hanging when you say it to him.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He gets jealous a lot, but most of it is just for show. If he is with you, its because he trusts you, so he just makes a display because hes extra like that.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

It depends on where you are. If its in front of the rest of the Force, then hes not gonna get very mushy with you out of fear of getting teased. If its after a long mission, he gets you alone and kisses you like he means it.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Hes never thought about it, but it wouldn't be hard to convince him into wanting kids. Hes pretty friendly around kids, so he would be a pretty good dad, if a bit careless.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Hes not a morning person, so he needs at least three cups of coffee before he can function properly. After that, hes back to normal.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Hes usually pretty tired at night, especially if he just got back from a mission. If he had the day off, hes pretty cuddly until he actually falls asleep.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

He waits quite awhile to open up to you. He wants to wait and see if he can actually let you in on whatever is on his mind, or if you'll criticize him for it. The Frieza Force isn't the friendliest group of guys to spill secrets to, so hes cautious.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Hes a pretty chill guy, so it takes a bit to actually piss him off. Hes pretty tolerant of most people. Except Salza.. he hates Salza with a fiery, burning passion.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Hes not very good at remembering things, but he knows when your birthday is, when your anniversary is, stuff like that.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

When you and the rest of the Ginyu Force all went out to a pretty stylish restaurant. You all definitely got kicked out at some point, but it was fun while it lasted.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Hes not so much protective as much as he is a worrier. He knows hes not gonna be there to protect you most of the time, so he just worries until he can see you again. Then he goes and fucks up whoever, if anyone, messed with you while he was gone.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He gives you little souvenirs from the planets he visits(or destroys). He likes to spoil you on special days like anniversaries, so he holds onto the really nice stuff for those days.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

He flirts around. He would never actually cheat on you, but hes a big flirt. You can tell him to tone it down, but it's not something hes gonna actually stop for a while.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

He absolutely thinks hes hot shit and will fight anyone who dares say otherwise. He loves being complemented. It strokes his already big ego.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Depends on how long you've been together. If you were just a fling, he couldn't care less. If you were actually someone he held dear, he would be pretty devastated.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

When the air gets really humid, his hair frizzes so bad he almost has an afro. He usually hides away until he can get his hair under control, so not many have actually seen him like that.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

He can't stand disloyalty. If he trusts you, he trusts you with his whole heart and would hate if you broke that trust.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

He 100% rolls off the bed. Every single night, he finds some way to roll onto the floor. Sometimes, he just sleeps on the floor with a distraught look on his face instead, accepting his fate.

[iphisesque]

TELL US EVERYTHING ABOUT YOUR FEDE II PERIOD DRAMA 👀

*drags my metaphorical soapbox over and climbs on it* WELL SINCE YOU ASK SO KINDLY

So season 1 is more of a prequel, and is focused on Ruggero II, first king of Sicily and Certified Hottie: we see him fighting against the Germans and Lotarius to restore order and law in South Italy, lots of Funky Schismatic Papacy Shenanigans with Pope Innocent II and Antipope Anacletus II fighting over who gets to sit in the big chair and Ruggero supporting+getting crowned by Anacletus (and then immediately being excommunicated ✨ family genes), and of course his sexy multicultural and peaceful court in Palermo thriving with no less than one harem + the king being honoured with an Arabic title and Idrisi being a messy gay bitch. It's a bit like Cosimo's season in The Medici, you love him, but you know he's just the starter to Lorenzo/Federico's whole ass meal 😋😋😋 NOTEWORTHY SCENES/juicy comparisons for gif makers: Ruggero being crowned King of Sicily and us seeing that gorgeous royal cape with the Arabic inscriptions for the first time, him getting his excommunication notice (contrast with Fede's 387 excommunications), him nearly going for a crusade but then getting bored of fighting Byzantium and vibing in Corfu (contrast to Fede actually completing the crusade), his marriage to half-arab queen Elvira of Seville and them being couple goals + baby Guglielmo being born 🥰 A small change we will make to history: Costanza, Ruggero's daughter, was historically born posthumous to him, but here she will be born in the last year of his life, perhaps with a scene of him holding her and tenderly looking over Palermo from a window being the closing shot of the season.

Season 2 opens with a bang: Costanza, whom we left as a babe tenderly swaddled by her father in the last season, is now 40 and very publicly giving birth in the town square in Jesi, Marca Anconetana, while her husband Henry VI is off somewhere in Sicily killing small nobles and generally being evil. Cut to the compulsory Skin-voiced opening credits, and we're back in Palermo, where we zoom from the generic albeit very pretty panorama into a market square known as Ballarò. A small, red-haired child is running through the stands, possibly chasing down his friends and stealing an orange from an old man; the banniatori are screaming, the church bells are ringing the time, and all of a sudden the muezzin is calling the children of Allah to the mosque for the Friday prayer, which Federico sneaks into, looking at the men and women praying with their children and feeling a sad pang in the heart. Back at the palace, he angsts a lot, plays chess and studies with his multiethnic tutors, longs for the sea, and meets Berardo di Castacca, archbishop of Palermo and royal advisor/Pope-assigned father figure; insert scenes where it appears clear he despises the German heritage that has destroyed the kingdom and greatly idolises Ancient Rome and his grandfather Ruggero, and that he wants to bring Sicily back to Norman splendor, and then all of a sudden he's 14, getting married to local MILF Costanza d'Aragona, getting crowned king at 16 and leaving to conquer Germany at 18. We spend few episodes in Germany because I don't care for the crucchi, but suffice to say he conquers it, gets crowned emperor, makes friends with Hermann von Salza and writes long letters to his love Costanza and his son Enrico, probably starts writing some poetry as he misses the Sicilian troubadours, and also has some sexytimes with Adelaide von Urslingen which result in baby Enzo being born. In 1220 he comes back to Sicily: it's the blossoming of the poetic Scuola Siciliana, it's Federico working on reforming the laws, it's South Italy in all its splendour, it's a multicultural interreligious epicenter of culture like Ruggero's court magnified; it's a humble unmarried notary from Capua catching Federico's eye as he enlists his help to compile the Liber Augustalis, and it's late nights in the Palermo summer as they're up late in the royal chambers thinking up laws and Federico takes off his shirt because of the heat, and maybe Piero stares at him a little longer than appropriate but what little guilt he has disappears when he catches Federico staring back and maybe just for one, two, a thousand nights the marriage bed is not as empty as Costanza's death had left it. We also somehow tackle the Lucera mess from different lenses and with a nuanced perspective, without anyone coming off as entirely right or wrong. Wouldn't you know it, it's Crusades time! Federico marries the child that is Jolanda di Brienne and refuses to touch her, instead preferring his harem and the bride's cousin, much to the chagrin of her father. He also meets Bianca Lancia and they probably share some foreshadowing longing looks as they dance next to one another, but that's entirely besides the point; anyways, Federico procrastinates going to war with sugar sultan Al-Kamil by first trying and failing to call a Diet and then almost dying of a pestilence+getting excommunicated 😊 after which he decides to maybe go do this fucking Crusade already, waltzes into Jerusalem and draws up a treaty with Al-Kamil, without a drop of Muslim blood being shed. He flirts with Al-Kamil and they're implied to have fucked at some point, then he walks into the cathedral despite being forbidden from entering churches as an excommunicated, he takes the crown and puts it on his own head as the crowd erupts in screams of joy and lauds the new King of Jerusalem: a godless king for the Holy Land of three religions. FADE TO BLACK

Season 3 follows Federico as he consolidates his power more and more and then gradually declines, minting a gold coin and issuing the Liber Augustalis with the help of his most beloved Piero, removing his rebel son Enrico from the throne of Germany, trying and failing to conquer Northern Italy, antagonizing the Pope and getting excommunicated again and again (we see a lot more Papacy Shenanigans this time as the papal court is practically besieged and as Innocent IV is a bitch). As Federico gets older, we see a lot more of his religious/philosophical side too, which we already met in S2: he debates with Pier delle Vigne, with the greatest theologians of all faiths and creeds, of matters such as human nature and life, and develops a more nuanced sense of faith, despite never becoming a Christian. He also writes a lot, both with the now world-famous Scuola Siciliana and on his own falconry treatise; he loves Bianca as he loves Piero, his two dearest beloved, and he takes care of his children far more than he ever did with Enrico, as he secures Enzo the throne of Sardinia (he is later imprisoned in Bologna and never freed, and accidentally helps develop the transitional school which would influence the Stilnovo) and spoils Manfredi, who later marries and has a child he names Costanza, who Fede adores. Bianca's death and Piero's supposed betrayal (which we're shown not to be true) break his heart twice over, and he unexpectedly dies soon after, likely poisoned, being given the blessings by his archbishop and friend Berardo and having one last heart-wrenching talk with him about legacy and faith before dying. The last scene functions as an epilogue of sorts: it's the Sicilian Vespers, 32 years after Federico's death, and Costanza II, now the Queen of Aragon, is offered the crown of Sicily alongside her husband. They accept to help the Sicilians, and the closing shot is them sailing towards Trapani, as Costanza narrates all that has gone down in those years to her husband/the audience, and the screen fades to black while a brief recounting of the Wars of the Vespers appears in overlay. FIN

This was a WILD ride and it's honestly not even all my thoughts on this, I could and probably will elaborate more in the future -- in the meantime, I hope you enjoy this non-proofread thought dump as much as I enjoyed writing it 💖💖💖

[skyesrandomdoodles]

For the "why i like/ etc" character post; Zarbon!

Why I like them: 

At first I told myself I wasn’t gonna love him, I fucking tried. But he’s just too gorgeous and honestly I’m hella gay for him. I just wanna play with his hair and tell him he[’s beautiful okay-

Why I don’t

Cause he’s green and Tates, Sinny, and Val called it that I was gonna fall hard for him because I always fall for the green characters and honestly I am hella salty 

Favorite episode (scene if movie)

None

Favorite season/movie

None

Favorite line

Eh don’t really have one

Favorite outfit

Hmmmm.. Only is showed in the armor but honestly my favorite outfit to think of him in is also a dress.

OTP Hmmm.. I dunno if I actually ship Zarbon with any character....

Brotp Zarbon, Jeice, and Salza! Pretty trio

Head Canon

Zarbon is absolutely terrified of spiders and bugs, and just the sight of a teeny ant is enough to make him run crying to Frieza.

Unpopular opinion

hmmmm I dunno if I really have one

A wish

I wanna see him join the Ginyu force, he has their energy 

An oh-god-please-dont-ever-happen

Hhhhhh don’t ever fucking cut your hair Zarbon, I will kill you myself.

5 words to best describe them

Gorgeous

Strong 

Confident

Admirable 

Flamboyant 

My nickname for them

I like calling him Bonz or Bon Bon because why not. It’s cute .Like him...

[imahungrynacho]

The room was tense.

She held a brush tentatively over her lips, making sure to pucker so as to prevent any mistakes and cause her to start all over again. This was her third attempt. She brushed along her bottom lip-

“Careful.” Came a voice from her right- she seemed almost as tense as she was.

“Be a real shame if you had to start over” quipped a voice from the left, Kida scoffed in response.

“Thanks, Alix, really reassuring.”

“Just saiyan.” She could hear the smirk across her face.

She felt Charu fidgeting nervously- at least someone was being helpful and trying to provide some advice. Her hand suddenly shot out in front of the mirror- causing Kida to flinch and drop the brush onto the gold table below. Charu’s big brown eyes were large and her mouth was open.

“NO! Stop! Perfect! OW!” Kida had knocked her elbow into the other woman’s stomach, she was looking at her furiously-

“Damn it- the hell, Cher! I almost got it on my cheek!” She hissed. The two of them could hear the low, harsh chuckle from Alix.

“See, this is why I hate makeup. If ya mess up, you gotta work extra had to make it all blend together.” Both Kida and Charu rolled their eyes.

“Yeah right, the only reason you don’t wear makeup is because of that one time where you used eyeliner on your lips and we called you out on it.” Charu pointed accusingly at the magenta-haired dominatrix. “And you hate being made fun of.”

Alix turned her nose up and sniffed, straightening her vest as she did so. Kida began to ignore them and began to look for other areas where she could improve on the makeup, wondering if she should add some eyeshadow- the palette was just <i>there</i> sitting and waiting for her to do something with it. But tonight did not call for that kind of makeup, after all, she wasn’t going to a ball or anything. Hell, at this point- she hadn’t known why she even bothered to try to fix herself up at all.

‘S’not like he notices’ she thought irritably. Alix noticed the small frown on her face and her friend stared at the reflection in the mirror, her dark green eyes studying before she nodded.

“Yup, you’re right. Too much.”

Kida shook her head and turned to her, “No- it’s not that- wait- is it too much!?” For a moment she panicked, but then she remembered who she was talking to. Charu made a sound and pointed at the mirror.

“Too much!? More like too little! Put some mascara on, and some eyeshadow! Maybe he likes ladies who wear lots of makeup? I’ve seen him with his done.”

The silver haired maiden scowled and began to clean the brush. “It doesn’t matter what I do or what I put on, that son of a bitch doesn’t notice it either way. Besides I’m not doing this for him. I’m doing this for me.” She declared, taking a pencil and defining her lips more evenly and cleanly. The two other women stared at her as she began to apply- Alix looked amused, Charu looked unconvinced.

She could see the doubt in their eyes- Kida never felt pity over herself, she usually just got her confidence up by having other men worship the ground she walked on, but usually that meant she had to attract a man. This man in particular was one she considered the greatest challenge she had ever faced. It had been months since her employment under Salza LeBlanc, known throughout the Crooked Nook as the greatest assassin the archipelago has ever seen. It was rumored even the Queen herself employed him to get rid of her political enemies from time to time.

But none of that could compare to the absolute sculpture of perfection that he was. A man of many talents, and possessing the most handsome visage she had ever seen on a man. High cheekbones, a strong jaw, perfect brows, and piercing amber eyes- she would let him do anything he wanted to her. If he wanted, and that was the issue. He never wanted, even when she offered he would politely, or rudely depending on his mood, decline.

She had never been so stumped in her life. She had never been rejected. It wasn’t part of her personality- Bikida Zamahra did not get rejected.

“We’re going to spy on a new target, learn everything about him and where he frequents and what he says. Tonight he is going to a bar and I’ll be damned if I’m not the loveliest creature in that stupid tavern.”

Alix cocked her head to the side while Charu nodded, understandably. “Isn’t the point of spying to be unnoticeable? Invisible, even? So what good is it to literally catch the attention of every man and woman in that place?” Kida sighed and Charu helpfully answered.

“Kida is the bait. She lures to get the most outta him so she can report back to Salza and make herself look good in front of him.”

Kida squeaked and pinched her, blushing red. “I’m not trying to SHOW OFF to him, Cher, you bi-”

“But that is what you’re doing, you harlot.” Charu rolled her eyes. “You want to make yourself seem delectable. You want him to see how every man wants to fuck you and, in vain, hope that he begins to feel the same because you’ve socially engineered him to think he wants to do the same.”

Charu was way smarter than anyone could ever be. And Kida sometimes wanted to kick her for it. She turned back to face the mirror, breathing in one-two-three and breathing out. She calmed down and sniffed.

“Yes, true, I want him to see that I’m a goddess and he should be grateful that I want him to pin me to the wall and have his way with me,” Alix snickered, “BUT I want him to see that I can be professional! Just the other day he told me that my attempts at seduction are worthless when compared to what he does for work- he insulted me! Me! Saying my techniques at getting information are subpar to his! The nerve! A woman can have a kingdom by opening her legs! The best thing he can offer is his-“

“Okay, Okay, calm down. We all know you’re a slut and it’s your best talent. Your mother must be very proud.” Alix waved her hand dismissively. Kida pouted while Charu grinned.

“Hey, men are more promiscuous than women! Do you have any idea how many men have come to me to ask if they can do things to me?”

“Charu you’re married.”

“That doesn’t stop them!” The brown eyed beauty exclaimed, waving her hands. “They think with their dicks- not with their brains like us!”

“Then maybe Salza is a woman and prefers men. Ever thought of that, monkey butt?”

Kida gritted her teeth and humphed. “Salza is a man far ahead of his time. He doesn’t prefer one over the other, he likes both. I think...” Kida could recall some awkward moments where the man would stumble with his words whenever another man came to him and offered more than just polite conversation. She would also catch him staring at other men, because she was often staring at the same man too. They had similar tastes.

Charu crossed her arms humming as she looked up towards the ceiling. “Well how do you know he likes women if you’ve never seen him being attracted to another woman?”

Kida sighed and fixed her hair. “His friend, Doore.”

“The big green one that looked like he overdosed on steroids as a baby? What about him?”

“He told me. I was actually convinced he liked men exclusively after my third failed attempt, but Doore had told me that he likes both. He’s just… pickier about them.” Alix grinned, all teeth and nodded her head vigorously.

“Can’t blame him. If you like specific women, all the power to ya. Luckily for me, I’m not picky at all.”

Kida kicked her boots as the pink-haired woman began laughing. Charu rolled her eyes. “We get it, you’re a slut for women. Your mother must be very proud.” She repeated Alix’s earlier jab at Kida, but the sapphic woman merely giggled and shrugged.

“Well if the green man says he likes women too, then you’ve got at least one ally who can help you get into blue man’s trousers.”

“He doesn’t know that much about Salza’s tastes, he just says he supports his choices- very sweet of him but useless information to me if I don’t know what turns him on-”

“Dress like a man. See if that’ll work.”

“With my curves and perfect heart-shaped face? I could never pull it off like you do.”

“Fack you, ya bitch.”

“Hey- focus! Use this as a time for brainstorming, use this chance to think about how you can shake things up and get his attention.” Charu reminded them. A moment of silence. All three were busy thinking, well, two of them were- Kida was busy looking at her reflection and marveling at her own beauty. Charu was doing the same, but she was better at multitasking.

Alix was the first to speak up. “Well, didn’t you say once he complimented you on your fighting skills?”

Charu groaned. “Dammit, Alix, she’s not going to fight someone every time she wants to turn him on- there has to be something subtler than that! I think he was just being genuinely nice to her, not trying to tell her that he finds it hot when she kicks people into the ground.”

Immediately Alix snapped her fingers.

“But that’s just it, innit? Use what he admires you for and do more of that so that he can like you more? S’what I did when I began to court my lovely dove~”

At this, both Kida and Charu pondered. Charu puckered her lips and began to smile as memories began to flood back from her own courting. “Hmm, true. Nashy did tell me that he really began to like me more and more every time I got bitchy.”

“Bad example but you’re getting there.” Alix noted.

Kida however, was deeper in thought. Salza hardly took his time to compliment her or observe her, at least not in the way she always hoped- but she did notice how he ever seemed so perceptive about certain things and studied behaviors and people a lot. What was one instance where he actually admired her? Probably only from the first time they met. She was able to prove she was intelligent, deadly, and resourceful. She was good at getting things done when she wasn’t lazy.

With a smile and renewed vigor she jumped from her seat and approached her bed where several different dresses, fabrics and shoes were laid out neatly. “Well then, if he likes me better when I’m a dangerous criminal- then I will show him how dangerous I can be!” And she took one of her more flexible, and dare say more jaw-dropping outfits and swayed confidently into the water closet.

Alix and Charu paled slightly.

“Bomboclaat.”

“Yeah… yeah… we fucked up.”

[bugs-and-lizards]

Tell me about your OCs pls!

Oh! Sure!

I only have two right now. First one is Cheppu, who’s name is a pun for Ketchup. She serves Cooler on his squadron, she is the same race as Salza and has red hair and medium pastel green skin.

She was part of a program started by King Cold’s father to raise powerful soldiers before the Saiyans became a part of the force. Ever since she was 3 she was trained in combat, tactics, and disciplined heavily to be as pleasant and easy to work with, thus she ‘goes with everything’ like ketchup. 

As a result she’s always smiling and agreeable and very aware of what others are feeling, which to some is very annoying. This also makes her inexperienced in showing how she actually feels, as well as not being familiar with a lot of commonly known things (like how ocean water is salty). On the plus side this makes her a level headed, loyal fighter who gets the job done, with no ego and boasting to get in the way.

I loved the idea of having Cooler being with someone who just knows how he feels at any given moment, while he in turn slowly undoes her emotional conditioning to allow her to be her own person.

Poppy is a human girl. Not much to say about her. She’s a trad goth, cause I loved the idea of Cell falling for a goth. She’s also suffering from long term depression, and doesn’t take very good care of herself. She’s got a brother, a mother, and a father, all still alive. She is a walking mess but Cell just adores her little quirks and she helps him change from wanting kill everyone to just… Goku and his friends. Cell in turn helps her take better care of herself.

ty for the ask, =)

[coola98-blog]

► NAME ➔   ❛ Salza. ❜

► ARE YOU SINGLE? ➔   ❛ ... Not exactly. ❜

► ARE YOU HAPPY? ➔   ❛ I am uncertain if I am capable of genuine happiness. Regardless, I think I may be. ❜

► ARE YOU ANGRY? ➔  ❛ At any given moment, yes. ❜

► ARE YOUR PARENTS STILL MARRIED? ➔  ❛ I am sure they are, but I have not talked to them since I was young. ❜

NINE FACTS.

► BIRTHPLACE ➔   ❛ Brench’s northern capital. ❜

► HAIR COLOUR ➔   ❛ Light blond. ❜

► EYE COLOUR➔   ❛ Orange. ❜

► BIRTHDAY ➔   ❛ My birthday holds little significance. But, it was on Brench’s thirteenth month, twenty-nine years ago. ❜

► MOOD ➔   ❛ Sour. ❜

► GENDER ➔   ❛ Male. ❜

► SUMMER OR WINTER? ➔  ❛ Winter-- I grew up with primarily cold weather. ❜

► MORNING OR AFTERNOON? ➔   ❛ I am a morning person. It gives me more time to accomplish my daily tasks. ❜

EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE.

► ARE YOU IN LOVE? ➔   ❛ For once, I may consider myself to be in love. ❜

► DO YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT? ➔   ❛ It is nothing more than a pipe dream, or perhaps, physical attraction. ❜

► WHO ENDED YOUR LAST RELATIONSHIP?➔   ❛ Me. There are many things I just cannot handle. There was too much within my life for anything to work. ❜

► HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN SOMEONE’S HEART? ➔   ❛ Many times. I was considered beautiful, but wanted nothing of it. ❜

► ARE YOU AFRAID OF COMMITMENTS? ➔   ❛ No, but I will break them when they no longer benefit me. ❜

► HAVE YOU HUGGED SOMEONE WITHIN THE LAST WEEK? ➔   ❛ No. I have not even been hugged within the last year. ❜

► HAVE YOU EVER HAD A SECRET ADMIRER? ➔   ❛ I have no doubts. ❜

► HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN YOUR OWN HEART? ➔   ❛ Yes. There are some that I have fallen for that are simply unobtainable. ❜

SIX CHOICES.

► LOVE OR LUST? ➔  ❛ I do nor exactly prefer either, but if the case may be, love. ❜

► LEMONADE OR ICE TEA? ➔  ❛ Tea. ❜

► A FEW BEST FRIENDS OR MANY REGULAR FRIENDS? ➔   ❛ Many regular friends. I do not tend to get close with people. ❜

► WILD NIGHT OUT OR ROMANTIC NIGHT IN? ➔   ❛ A romantic night in would be much more relaxing. ❜

► DAY OR NIGHT? ➔  ❛ Night. ❜

FIVE HAVE YOU EVERS.

► BEEN CAUGHT SNEAKING OUT? ➔  ❛ Many a time-- my parents were strict, and even as I’ve aged I have had responsibilities I have escaped. ❜

► FALLEN DOWN / UP THE STAIRS? ➔  ❛ A few times. ❜

► WANTED SOMEONE / SOMETHING SO BADLY IT HURT? ➔   ❛ ... Yes. ❜

► WANTED TO DISAPPEAR? ➔   ❛ ... More often than it would be acceptable to admit. ❜

FOUR PREFERENCES.

► SMILE OR EYES? ➔  ❛ Smiles bring a strange form of comfort. ❜

► SHORTER OR TALLER? ➔   ❛ It does not matter either way, however, I do tend to lean towards taller individuals. ❜

► INTELLIGENCE OR ATTRACTION? ➔  ❛ Like a fool, attraction. ❜

>► HOOK-UP OR RELATIONSHIPS? ➔  ❛ Either is fine. ❜

FAMILY.

► DO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY GET ALONG?➔   ❛ They disowned me for multiple reasons years ago. It is safe to say that perhaps, I do not even have a family. ❜

► WOULD YOU SAY YOU HAVE A “MESSED UP LIFE?” ➔   ❛ By all means. ❜

► HAVE YOU EVER RUN AWAY FROM HOME? ➔   ❛ Yes. ❜

► HAVE YOU EVER GOTTEN KICKED OUT?➔   ❛ Once I was old enough to fend for myself, my parents had been too repulsed to deal with me for much longer, and thus, I had technically been ‘kicked out’. ❜

FRIENDS.

► DO YOU SECRETLY HATE ONE OF YOUR FRIENDS? ➔   ❛ I do not think Neiz and Dore think it is a secret. ❜

► DO YOU CONSIDER ALL OF YOUR FRIENDS GOOD FRIENDS? ➔   ❛ No. ❜

► WHO IS YOUR BEST FRIEND? ➔   ❛ Lord Cooler. ❜

► WHO KNOWS EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU?➔   ❛ I have no doubt that Lord Cooler would know just about everything there is to know about me. ❜

[autumnal-dawn]

Tagged by @fakesmilesandlittlewhitelies​

Rules: Copy this post into a new test post, remove my answers and put in yours, and when your done tag 10 people plus the person who tagged you, and most importantly, HAVE FUN

A- Age: 22

B- Biggest fear: losing my loved ones

C- Current time: 10:53 pm

D- Drink you last had: pineapple selzer water

E- Everyday starts with: me bein too tired to wake up, and pressing snooze. eventually coffee

F- Favourite song: emily by joanna newsom is what first comes to mind

G- Ghosts, are they real: yes

H- Hometown: hershey, pa

I- In love with: laughing, dogs, scotland, breakfast food

J- Jealous of: I’m not a jealous person, but like I guess I’m jealous of people with naturally corkscrew curly hair? I lov it its so cute

K- Killed someone: Nope

L- Last time you cried: 2 hours ago

M- Middle name: Lynn

N- Number of siblings: 1 

O- One wish: I wish for my dad to have his health back

P- Person you last called/texted: mama

Q- Questions you’re always asked: Is that your natural hair color? Where did you get your shoes? Are you okay? 

R- Reasons to smile: my family, my dogs, brunch w my friends every tuesday morn, disney channel original movie fridays, whole foods hot bar, kpop

S- Song last sang: Moondust - Jaymes Young

T- Time you woke up: 8 am for my biochemistry test @ 9am

U- Underwear colour: black

V- Vacation destination: edinburgh, scotland

W- Worst habit: nail picking, lip biting

X- X-rays you’ve had: lungs, jaw

Y- Your favourite food: EGGS N POTATOES

Z - Zodiac sign : Libra

I tag @mi-ilk @tapiocanemo @iamjohntravolta @spicy-salza @chickpeabb @queennhowell @acetheasshat

[jamesquinlanmeservy-author]

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    A Powerful Rivalry

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  Blurb: The goddess Nütari rules alone over all the beasts in the Forest of Ferrês. She hoards the forest’s glory, keeping it only for herself and those few she trusts. But a young goddess, Serena, wants the freedom to walk through the forest and open its beauty to everyone. She is determined to change the Council of Gods’ laws.

Will she create a creature powerful enough to take the land by storm? Find out how this powerful rivalry between two goddesses began in the final installment in the Tales of Ferrês series.

  Excerpt #1 –

  Serena jumped when a twig snapped to the left of her, and she turned to look for the source of the noise. Her eyes grew wide as a white stag with silver antlers stepped forth from the nearby trees. He stood a head taller, with bright blue eyes that looked deep into her soul. Serena took a deep breath, her heart racing as the stag came near. Intelligence shone back at her from behind his eyes. He is so magnificent.

“You aren’t bad yourself,” echoed a male voice inside her head.

Serena’s mouth dropped open in surprise. She knew the creatures within the forest were magical beasts. It was just hard to believe they were capable of human interaction, or in his case, mind speech. Her hand reached out to his snout and stroked his delicate flesh. He tipped his head forward. “Don’t be afraid, I won’t hurt you.”

“I’m not afraid, just stunned. You are such a gorgeous creature.”

“Thank you. I’ll try not to let it go to my head.”

Serena giggled as her hand pressed firmly against his snout. His coat was silky to the touch and felt like butter as her fingers slipped up towards his mane. She walked alongside him, her hands trailing along his muscular neck and onto his shoulders. His back had an arch that would allow someone to ride him if the need arose. Her eyes went to his short tail which he flicked about. It had golden spots on it.

“You are so unique. I have never seen a creature like you before.”

“I highly doubt you would, miss. My kind only lives within the Forest of Ferrês. We don’t like the outside world.”

“That’s a shame. I know a wonderful place where they would love to have you among their kind.”

His head turned to get a better look at her. He blew hot air from his nostrils onto her face. She laughed as she straightened her hair.

“Where exactly would that be?”

“Elërya, the city of mages. There are dozens of magical creatures that reside within the mountain peaks and the forestland around that magical city. You would be a welcome guest among them.”

His eyes sparkled with interest.

“Perhaps one day. But till then, I’m content to stay here.”

  Excerpt #2 –

  Before their eyes the two pups glowed. Their bodies grew and morphed before them. Serena backed up a few paces as did Salza. Serena stood there dumbstruck at her luck. They are becoming what I envisioned.

The light faded. Two fully grown adults stood before her. They could almost pass for humans if it wasn’t for their wolf-like ears and tails. Serena’s eyes danced over their bare bodies and took in their human and wolf-like features. The male stood much taller than Serena, and she wasn’t the shortest amongst the goddesses. He dwarfed poor Salza. His chocolate brown hair reached to his shoulders, and his brown, wolf ears stood up, already on alert. A tail with a black tip swayed back and forth behind his back. The claws at the ends of his fingertips were sharp. They twitched as her eyes roamed over his body. His eyes were gorgeous brown ovals she could drown in forever. They sparkled with an intense fire that took her breath away. He is amazing, she mused to herself. His ears laid back as he rolled his shoulders. The gaze of the two girls seemed to make him uncomfortable.

Salza cleared her throat.

Serena blinked at her companion, then realized she had been drooling. Her eyes then went to the female in all her glory. A red flush crept over Serena’s face as she realized that a naked woman stood before her. I can’t believe I didn’t bring clothes for them.

  Excerpt #3 –

  “Let the council of the gods begin.”

“Great! About blasted time,” Kortez roared.

Gryphön rolled his eyes as he sat back in his seat. He looked over at Bright Star. “This will be a long one.”

She laughed and patted his hand. “It won’t be that long,” she said.

“Better not be, I have other things to do,” Kortez announced.

Serena tried to hold back the laughter that threatened to break through her lips. She loved the god of dwarves; he was always opinionated. Mortez looked at her with a smirk across his fine chiseled face. His eyes danced with mirth and made it clear he enjoyed the dwarf’s antics. Salza jumped up in her seat and did a twirl. Bright Star looked at her with annoyance. “That is if everyone will behave!”

  Author Information:

    5 FUN FACTS ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  I am the proud mother of twin boys. They were born in June 2017, and are a big handful.

Besides being a published author I also run my own cover design business, KJ Magical Designs.

The first book I read with dragons was Elizabeth Kerner’s “Song in the Silence”. This book is what sparked my love for dragons.

I have a Bachelor’s Degree in Graphic Design and a minor in Mass Communications.

I have lived in Sioux City, Iowa my entire life minus two years over in Lucas, Iowa. My dream place to live would be Tennessee or Utah.

  Author Bio:

K.M. Jenkins is a published international bestselling author that writes epic battles, forbidden romance, and tales of fantasy and adventure. She has a big love for the fantasy genre and loves dragons above all creatures.When she is not writing, you will find her chasing her twin boys around the house. Between the three she has epic battles throughout the day and nothing ever gets boring.

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[lord-bleed]

cooler x Salza owl house version

When @amiz06-certified-b1mb0 He posted the art of the armored squad and showed us Salza and his love for cooler, so I remembered Amity x light, two LGBTQ+ characters from a Disney animated series

Tried to redraw these two in The owl house version.

I saw that the cooler was a great match for the Amity and the Salza would go down well as a light.

I confess that it was very difficult to draw the hair of the cooler and Salza, it was quite a challenge.

@amiz06-certified-b1mb0 I need to know if Salza is very jealous when a fan talks or takes pictures with a cooler, or if the cooler himself is jealous .

[exsqueeze-me]

Do you write for Salza?? Could I get a nsfw alphabet for him pretty please? If not, I’d really like to see one for Jeice. I’m a sucker for pretty bois, what can I say?

(I haven't seen too much of Salza, but I will absolutely look into our favorite french lad and get that nsfw alphabet out there! Until then, enjoy the Ginyu Force's Red Magma!)

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Jeice will 100% get you anything you need and stay with you until you fall asleep, but I see him as pretty active after sex, so he'll probably leave to go train with the rest of the Ginyu Force.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He loves his hair more than anything tbh. On his partner he is a whole tiddy man, but he absolutely respects ass.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He likes to see his cum pool on his partner's stomach and chest. No real reason, he just thinks it's hot.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

I can see Jeice wanting to get pegged. But he would never be able to live it down if the rest of the Force found out.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Jeice is hella experienced. You've seen how cocky his is, right? Yea, there's a reason for that.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He probably likes cowgirl or reverse cowgirl. Deep down, he's a lazy little shit that likes you to do the work for him.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He's all for having a good laugh with you. He want's you both to enjoy this, whether it's just for one night or not.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He keeps it hella clean down there. He might have a few off days but its usually kept in order. He likes it if you manage yours too.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

If you're not just a one night stand, he can get really romantic with you. He might not break out the candles and the jazz, but he'll make sure you know that this is all for you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He does, but it's not a very common occurrence. He usually only has to when he's away with the Ginyu Force for a long mission. (Why do I feel like they have designated jack off time on missions lol)

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He likes a bit of body worship every here and there. On both you and him. He likes the praise and he likes you to feel good about yourself.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere the Ginyu Force won't find him. They know exacty what he's doing, but would find some way to tease him for it if they ever actually caught him.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Bro, whisper something nasty in his ear while he's around the rest of the Force. Do it, trust me. He'll turn a million shades redder and drag you somewhere private for some alone time.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Don't mention anything about your personal lives to the rest of the Force. He will probably ignore you for a good few weeks if you do.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He loves getting the Good Succ™️. He will 100% go down on you, but he prefers to receive.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He's somewhere in the middle, honestly. Like, he may have a few hella rough nights or some nice, soft nights, but usually its just right.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He's down to clown. But please don't let the poor boy get caught. He would never live it down.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He surprisingly isn't a very risky guy. He may experiment with you a little, but he mostly knows what he likes.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He can go for a good two, three rounds before he's out for the count.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He doesn't have any himself, but appreciates it if you do. He can't be there all the time being apart of the Ginyu Force, so he likes knowing you can take care of yourself while he's gone.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He could tease you all night if you let him. He would probably be into it if you tied him down just to tease him.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He's kinda loud, like he won't hide his moans, but whoever is on the other side of the door can't hear unless they're listening in. He would prefer for you to be the same, but understands that it's hard to help sometimes.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Lord Frieza once walked in on him and some poor girl getting nasty. Jeice was mortified but Freiza just blinked and walked out. Neither of them have ever mentioned it and Jeice hopes they never do.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He's about average. 5.5, 6. But he's quick to remind you that 'it's not the size of the ship, it's the motion of the ocean, love'.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Always down to clown. Like I said, just whisper in his ear and he's there. Whisper how good he looks, the things he could be doing to you right now, directions to Spacey's. That sort of thing.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He's pretty active after sex, but will lay with you until you fall asleep.