#ambiguous age

[diejager]

It got deleted again 😂

Thoughts on dark childhood best friend!Johnny! Cw: DARKFIC, DUB-CON/NON-CON, thigh fucking, somnophilia, tell me if I missed any.

He’s always been a bit touchy since you were kids, holding your hand, hugging you, kissing your cheek or even pressing himself against you whenever he could. It had always been innocent as kids, some kind of puppy-love that you were willing to give back, looking for him whenever you were out, eyes cued to look for the familiar blues that you came to love so much. You were neighbours, living right across from him in a quaint house, unbothered by many siblings that his mother kept popping out.

Your mother was sweet, letting him come by whenever he wanted to escape the hectic mess of his house, and you were the sweetest thing he’d ever known. You were so willing to act as his distraction, pulling him away from the chaos and into your safe haven : your room. It quickly became his room as much as it was yours, he spent so many nights sleeping in your room, sharing your bed with him, his arms wrapped around your hip and face nuzzled in your hair.

Once puberty rolled in, his voice deepening and facial hair growing, he started packing more weight and strength, his ego swelling with all the dopey eyes he received from girls his age and older, but they never strayed from you. He only had eyes for you, his best friend. They roved over your aging body, your breast swelling and hips becoming a dangerous temptation to him. He knew you looked at him as nothing but your best friend, the guy you grew up playing with and sharing happy moments, but he couldn’t stop the growing tent in his briefs when he jumped in bed with you at night.

He didn’t feel guilty about getting hard at the sight of you in shorts and an oversized t-shirt, it was natural, a reaction towards the opposite sex being so clearly comfortable with him. He became much more intimate with the placements of his hands, they would slip under your shirt, over the softness of your stomach and under your growing boobs. Despite your protest and sleepy grumble, he’d steal a touch of your pebbled nipples, round and hard before dipping down your waist and placing them a bit too high on your thighs to be considered platonic.

You complained but rarely retaliated because he reasoned with you that a lot of best friends were this touchy, grinding your ass when you were sleeping on your stomach, groping your softness while he panted and groaned, his cock leaking a wet patch on his pants. This was normal, he had rights to you that none other had because Johnny was your childhood best friend.

“One more, Bonnie,” he gasped, gazing at your lips, open and glistening with drool while you slept, unaware that he was rutting against your thigh, “A need one more, please.”

[egophiliac]

Since book 7 part 5 (the part where we meet Meleanor/Maleanor 👀) is coming to EN this month, i would love to see your take on lilia’s proposal to meleanor! i mean they were like little kids right? it couldn’t have been that serious…i think the only reason she even brought it up again is because she could tell lilia still genuinely loved her…(even if he didn’t realize it himself?) but, oh well! Let’s think about silly childhood shenanigans to numb the pain! ^_^ (orz)

oh shit?! get ready for a doozy guys, it's comiiiiiing ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

I chickened out of posting the whole thing (look, I get VERY carried away when it comes to these wacky kids and their Tragedy), but I do believe that it probably ended with Lilia getting embarrassed and just shoving the first thing he sees into his mouth to try and cover for it.

(we're just lucky it wasn't a frog this time)

[ookamihanta]

A Heart to Heart Vol 2

Vol 1 | Vol 2

[flowersforthemachines]

What home smells like (Crossroads comments)

Note: judging by the audio I extracted and the conversation file, Bellara and Taash don't have lines for that event (if they actually have lines and I missed them, pls lmk).

Rook: That scent… I can't place it. Neve: For a moment… it smelled like Dock Town after it rains. Lucanis: Coffee. Like Illario and I smelled in the kitchen where we grew up. But that cannot be right. Harding: That's my ma's apple cake! But… how? Davrin: That's smoke from my old clan's campfire. But… how do I even know that? Emmrich: It's reminiscent of the mortuary's perfumes, but… ah. Of course. Emmrich: There's small enchantments around this place. From the old elves, welcoming their kindred home.

My DAVG Extracted Audio Masterlist

[emmavakarian-theirin]

alternate bad ending

(inspired drabble under the cut)

Lucanis has been taught to accept death since he was a child. He's trained in it. He's used to it. But that doesn't mean what family he has left isn't important to him. Rather it's what matters to him most.

Then he gets imprisoned and tortured. He watches people die, week after week for a year. He's made to think he's going to die at any moment. Made to think that his family is dead. But he doesn't know.

Then you come along, set him free, return him home to find only one family member left, the other probably dead after all. But he still doesn't know.

Then she's alive, imprisoned by the same person that imprisoned him, the other living relative. But he can't kill him. He won't be the reason to lose what he has left, and there's so little left.

But then there's you, who's shown him compassion he's never known, that there's something more than just family/contracts/enemies. That it's safe to be vulnerable around someone.

But he's scared to get close. Scared he'll hurt you. Scared he'll lose you, to himself, to a god, to something he can't kill.

Then his walls start to break. He doesn't know what he'd do without you. And then you disappear. You might be dead. A day, a week, a month goes by. You're still not back. You're probably dead. He thinks he'll never see you again.

It's weeks of not knowing, and he's wasted all this time fearing he'd only take time away from you, time he could have given you instead of pushing you away, and he's lost you anyway. You could have both been happier, if he wasn't so broken.

Then you're back, and nothing else matters, there's no holding back. He'll do anything to protect you, you are his sole purpose now. This he knows, more than anything.

Then the battle is over, the gods are dead, and so are you in his arms. He couldn't protect you.

He knows death. He knows you're dead.

But only now after decades without, does he remember what it's like to grieve.

[allmightyscroll-swag]

CRK fandom you've heard of Poly Ancients get ready for my personal (crack) poly headcanon:

THE BATALLION

[stars-obsession-pit]

Edward Nigma was faced with a puzzle.

A boy named Daniel Fenton.

He should be a nobody. A random kid from some backwater town he’d never even heard of before called Amity Park.

Yet somehow, he kept being caught up in the schemes of Gotham’s rogues before getting away scot-free.

There had to be something going on. It happened way too much to just be a coincidence. No one was that lucky, and no one from outside a major city should be that experienced with villain attacks.

Whatever the cause, he was going to figure it out. He’s the goddamn Riddler, no midwestern kid is going to outsmart him.

And when he did, he’d put him in a trap impossible for him to escape, just prove his own superiority.

[hedwigoprah]

Is it just me or does Veilguard make it feel so incredibly easy to lose yourself in the roleplaying aspect of the game?

I feel like I've seen more detailed OCs come out of this game than previous ones. I could be wrong, because it's been several years since the Dragon Age community had a regeneration of interest.

But it feels like VG gives every Rook just enough background to give us a solid jumping off point and enough detail to make the creation of your own character feel like a real part of the game.

[junebug-draws]

you see the reason i don't post is that most my drawings lately are all kinds of specific AUs' bullshit that makes absolutely no sense to anybody else and that i never intended to put out here but idgaf today so here's a dump of a bunch of them

[sticcmann]

ive come to make an announcement. jadow the jedgehog is a jitch jass jotherfucker

[maythedreadwolftakeyou]

I KNEW IT I KNEW I KNEW IT I KNEW IT I WEEP FOR WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN 😭💔😫

[snapvalentine]

We're sorry, Orion's not home right now. Please leave a message after the tone.

[princehendir]

Another example of "dragon age fans are weirdly bad at interacting with specifically dragon age" is how some people do act like "is Anders a good person or a bad person" is something that makes sense as a binary question with a clear uncomplicated yes or no answer.

[weepingtalecowboy]

Fanfic prompt: Legend is often shown as a siren or mermaid

And usually he has the ability to charm people with his siren voice

But you know what would be absolutely hilarious if he thought that Wind actually is related to mermaids as well

Because of the command melody (because if people portray the windwaker as a literal conductor of wind's magic it implies that the ability to control people comes from wind himself)

Him being in a Hyrule full of water

Going from

“It takes one to know one”

Logic

Like he sees Wind accidentally charm a trader and then take off with cheap supplies

And asks him if he knows that he is commanding people

Wind main while thinks that legend also has the command melody song

And also really wants to learn to control it (because the knowledge that you can accidentally use mind control is very unsettling )

And agrees happily

They bond over it

And legend tries to teach him how to swim with a tail

But Wind doesn’t have one

But he can hold his breath for a very long while (because he has the windwaker and can just get air out of the water if needed like air is literally everywhere on earth)

So Legend kind of takes him by the hand and dives with him instead

They have fun

And the whole situation is just

Legend: “I have connected the dots!”

Wind:”you haven’t connected shit!”

Legend: “I have connected them”

[cansofbees]

anyway you know that one MEGA GAY wolverine cover

[rooolt]

there’s something so funny to me about boggy’s “Sir Welly” vs “Zuddy”, it makes me laugh every time