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Pairing: Ash (self-insert)/Basch fon Ronsenburg
Word Count: Almost 800.
Warnings: suggestive if you squint, literally just them making out, takes place a year after the game, vague ff12 spoilers
Synopsis: Unfortunately so, not even being a married woman could save Ash from the responsibility of being the Flame of Rabanastre. And yet, in times of peace, the distance between her and her husband felt farther than ever. With enough nagging from her friends and comrades, Ash takes the journey to reunite with her husband. And clearly, her knight in shining armor missed her just as much as she missed him.
The Arcadian silks are smooth and soft against Ash's bare back as she lies down against the back, letting Basch climb on top of her with ease. Ash makes herself comfortable against the cushioned pillows. Her hair was down, a halo of black curls that Basch had been so eager to feel once again. After all, it wasn't often they had time for themselves since the war ended, so all the time they had together was savored.
Ash's hands grasp at the sheets,
"Now these... These are nice."
"Aren't they?"
Basch's voice is deep and rough, and it's clear that the last thing he's focused on is the look of the damn sheets.
"You look beautiful with the red as your canvas."
Ash could never get enough of him, and she never planned to. The ring on her finger was but a physical representation of a promise that was always there, even when Basch was behind bars for two years. Still, despite it all, Ash thinks to herself that she was the luckiest woman in all of Ivalice to have such a view all to herself.
Ash humors his words with a soft smirk. Her fingers trail up from the red, silken sheets up his arm. Her touch is gently, her nails just dragging along his scarred skin and muscle to eventually rest her hand upon his cheek. She takes a moment to truly admire him.
They were older now, so much older than they were when they meet, but blue-gray eyes like a perfect storm always stayed the same. His hair was shorter now, in an attempt to look like someone who he never truly was. To the world, Basch was dead. To her, Basch was her life.
"It is rather exquisite bedding... Though I would expect nothing less from the Emperor's loyal protector."
Through the thin, white curtains blowing softly from the window, there was little but the moonlight illuminating them. Ash liked it that way—It reminded her of old times. Nothing but them and the sand beneath the stars, the sounds of quiet gasps and whispers of love the only thing either of them could care about. Archades wasn't the deserts she called home, but Basch's arms were home enough.
A flame needs a spark, and that's exactly what he was to her.
Ash leans her head back with a soft moan as her partner kisses her neck. If this is what happened whenever she got out of Rabanastre for a month, perhaps she had better become Archadia's Flame instead, always within arms reach of her loyal knight.
Basch leans in to pepper kisses along Ash's jaw, the poke of his short beard a contrast to the soft, feather-like touches of his lips.
Ash can feel him chuckle,
"I am much more than that, my lady. Allow me to show you."
They had been lovers for years, friends for even longer. It's not heated passion or lust that brought them together on that quiet night in the castle, but rather the feeling of two lovers reuniting. And Ash has no complaints.
There is nothing quick or hungry about the way Basch kisses her. Basch does not just kiss her. Basch worships Ash. Her body is one that he knows all too well. It was one that he had known when he was so much more than the man he was now, one that he had known whenever he was held in chains in Nalbina, and one that he had known in the hot, Dalmascan nights that left him red and exhausted.
Every inch of her is something that he knows so intimately, so he takes his time kissing her, feeling her as if to memorize her with his lips once more.
How could she? She had spent so many nights in Rabanastre dreaming night and day about her husband's arms only to realize that, as always, the real thing is so much better. Basch's lips trail down to her clavicle, kissing and sucking soft bruises that he knew Ash loved. The sweet melody of her breath and soft whispers of I love you only serving as motivation for him to continue. After all, it was a knight's job to serve his lady.
His hand trails to the side to meet hers, their fingers interlocking in a way that only affirmed the belief that, yes, they truly were made for each other. Ash simply closes her eyes and sighs, basking in the feeling.
Perfect in every single way is what Basch was to her.
#guysss i finisheddd#ash rambles 💚#my desert flower 🥀#hehe enjoy! i really like this one!#selfship writing#f/o x s/i#f/o community#also while I'm here lol proship dni#self insert#selfship community#literally what other tags do i use...#anyways yeah feel free to rb this if you want hehe!#ash writes 💚✌️#me x the boys#<- using that tag for organization's sake. this blog needs a rework#i have since realized i like shipping with women too#anyways i got sidetracked#heres ash and b.asch smooching it out! good for them! they enjoy the night a lot#theyre in love your honor!
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me and my friends trying to happily and peacefully make art about comics and video games:
dumbass anon asks in our inboxes:
#seriously the amount of anonymous shit i get that i never post is insane#ive gotten ones ranging from 'i dont like your art' to 'do you want ants?? because this is how you get ants'#which is actually pretty funny but i wont have negative ant propaganda on my blog#UNLESS its about fire ants#or other invasive species#anyways i got sidetracked#any asks i get that arent promoting peace and love will be deleted no exceptions#✌️😗#unless for some reason i deem it worthy#rare
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My favorite things that Obi-Wan and Ezra have in common:
Hondo's "best friend"
Maul's obsession
Unique bond with animals
Fond of a Mandalorian named Sa_ine.
Spending ten years in exile before someone comes for them.
Fondness for Ahsoka Tano and Captain Rex
#star wars#the clone wars#star wars rebels#obi-wan kenobi#ezra bridger#hondo ohnaka#darth maul#sabine wren#duchess satine kryze#obi-wan kenobi series#ahsoka series#did ezra ever tell rex that obi-wan was alive or did he keep that a secret?#ahsoka tano#captain rex#ahsoka and rex are a pair and you cannot separate them even though life continues to do so anyway#i'm convinced they have a Force bond#literally my favorite star wars relationship out of them all#i got sidetracked#my bad
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master tacticians at work
#my art#bg3#bg3 gale#bg3 astarion#bg3 lae'zel#bg3 mol#baldur’s gate 3#bg3 raphael#supposed to be a quick little haha funny chess dog redraw#got sidetracked rendering raph and just kept going whoops#(he’s my favorite character) (I want to attack him <3)#and yes he is eating the pieces whenever mol turns around#anyways my tadpolyculeTM is dumb of ass (minus gale) cause I always change their stats#so thank GOD he was there to just give me the answer#bg3 fanart
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#ao no exorcist#mephishiro#mephisto pheles#shiro fujimoto#holey art tag#I have literally made over 100 t!wewy sketches by now but I'm not satisfied with anything so we're sidetracking for a sec#I still think Mephi's got one of the coolest designs of all time#anyway he and Shiro are The fail dads
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ok but the hualian statues extra really said hua cheng couldn’t be there for xie lian for every terrible moment in his life, but now he can go back and heal xie lian’s inner child, could care for him every time he was in pain, be beside him in every moment of loneliness, comfort him in every moment of grief. something something it’s a metaphor for how love truly can heal old wounds
#hualian#tgcf#from the drafts#i was meant to keep going w clearing my drafts but. i got sidetracked.#anyway#5/18#but i think there might be more notes on there now idk
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just remembered the one time eddie started really unloading on his father, after years of repressing, his father had a heart attack in front of him. just like when he finally started unloading his stuff about shannon and chris walked in. he is SUCH a guy who is punished by the narrative
#not to compare apples and oranges but buck got his big 'love me anyway!!' moment without being sidetracked by guilt#by causing a heart attack.#being an eddiegirl means suffering more than jesus i think.#911 abc#my posts
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I knowww I'm sorry, but it just smacks me in the face every time that scene comes on, I can just Tell™️ ! It can't be Unseen 😂
it always cracks me up watching that scene in 2x23 where they're riding horses because the actors for both Jack and James have clearly been on a horse maybe twice in their lives, and then the camera pans over the Lucas "Country Boy™️" Till sitting in that saddle like he's been riding since the day he was born
#hey tho#role reversal fic anyone?#i know theres already kinda one out there and i forget who its by#i think i have it bookmarked? i hope i do oh no--#anyways i got sidetracked
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just realized I didn't post these. uh @elementcattos
#I was gonna draw bismuth and some others but got sidetracked#anyways you can probably tell who my favorites are yeah#elementcattos#bhop art
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au where fiddleford ends up coming back after stan loses ford and they work together to fix the portal
(and also they fall in love)
#fidd has a type#that type is the stans#😭😭#man i’ve been meaning to draw fiddauthor but. i clearly got sidetracked and focused on the other twin#fiddlestan#fiddleford mcgucket#stanley pines#gravity falls#gravity falls fanart#i’ve been so unmotivated to draw so this is the best ur getting lollll#anyway#i got caught up thinking about ford² and didn’t stop to think about the possibilities#i am opening my eyes rn#ford² failed because of billford which then leads to fiddlestan amen#i’m still an old men ford² endgame truther but#in this au… maybe old men fiddlestan is endgame#a world where fidd never abuses the memory gun….. where he doesn’t lose himself in his 30s or whatever……..#god think of the possibilities actually.#stan runs the mystery shack but instead of stupid shit he shows off inventions and stuff fidd makes
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Hey
ⱽᵃᵐᵖᶦʳᵉ ˢʰᵃᵈᵒʷʰᵉᵃʳᵗ
Reference after cut uwu
By columbo (@thisuserisalive)
#i'd let her suck me dry#unlimited sucking tbh#the optimal way to die#anyway why are vampires so gay#i finished What We Do in the Shadows#and now I plan to draw Sharty in Nadjas gothic clothes#i love my stupid vampire mockumentary friends#o i got sidetracked sorry#baldurs gate 3#baldur's gate iii#art#bg3#bg3art#baldurs gate fanart#bg3 shadowheart#oc#baldurs gate 3 shadowheart#shadowheart#vampire#vampire shadowheart#sharty
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You doing ok?
hi
#i'm alive. simply being chewed upon by multiple things#work is more stressful than i'd like it to be. for instance i'm hoping that i submitted my time off notification for tomorrow correctly#because otherwise it might read as a no call no show and i would . like to continue having a job#now to be fair. i do have it on the system that i requested it at the beginning of the month and i emailed my supervisor about it last week#so even if i didn't submit it correctly i'm likely in the clear#but nonetheless. i also got a firm talking-to the other day and now i am on ✨thin ice✨ for dicking around too much#because they track ur idle time at my work (computer) and mine was Quite High so my supervisor was like man what the hell is this#but even though she was kind of baffled at me spending so much time dicking around#she couldn't even really be all that mad in the end because i'm still doing good numbers and have made no (zero) mistakes#so she was just like. it's kind of impressive that your numbers look this good when you literally have 50% idle time#so she goes imagine what you could do if you weren't wasting so much time#and yeah i can whip out some Really Good Numbrers when i put the effort in.#so the problem is not my numbers it's just that i'm not spending long enough doing my tasks for the day#but i don't want to drag out those tasks intentionally so i've just been upping my own standards/goals#as much as i hate giving any more of my brain power than is necessary to giant corporations#it's still easy to feel smug after you get Talked To and then immediately turn around and show off#like yeah i coulda been doing this good the whole time. literally pulling up by 20 points. i just didn't want to.#trying to keep everyone's expectations low but accidentally toed the line of um. not working enough to keep my job#...anyway. EAS national weather system issued a . hi#i haven't forgotten about all of you i'm just having trouble tracking all my shit that i got going on ✨ yaaaaaaay#im gonna post things on AO3 soon. i promise. my weakness is that i get sidetracked trying to unwind from work#...i know i said 'soon' last time. but this time for real#asks#not sexy#anonymous
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tell me about your defense contract pleage
Oh boy!
To be fair, it's nothing grandiose, like, it wasn't about "a new missile blueprint" or whatever, but, just thinking about what it could have become? yeesh.
So, let's go.
For context, this is taking place in the early 2010s, where I was working as a dev and manager for a company that mostly did space stuff, but they had some defence and security contracts too.
One day we got a new contract though, which was... a weird one. It was state-auctioned, meaning that this was basically a homeland contract, but the main sponsor was Philip Morris. Yeah. The American cigarette company.
Why? Because the contract was essentially a crackdown on "illegal cigarette sales", but it was sold as a more general "war on drugs" contract.
For those unaware (because chances are, like me, you are a non-smoker), cigarette contraband is very much a thing. At the time, ~15% of cigarettes were sold illegally here (read: they were smuggled in and sold on the street).
And Phillip Morris wanted to stop that. After all, they're only a small company worth uhhh... oh JFC. Just a paltry 150 billion dollars. They need those extra dollars, you understand?
Anyway. So they sponsored a contract to the state, promising that "the technology used for this can be used to stop drug deals too". Also that "the state would benefit from the cigarettes part as well because smaller black market means more official sales means a higher tax revenue" (that has actually been proven true during the 2020 quarantine).
Anyway, here was the plan:
Phase 1 was to train a neural network and plug it in directly to the city's video-surveillance system, in order to detect illegal transactions as soon as they occur. Big brother who?
Phase 2 was to then track the people involved in said transaction throughout the city, based on their appearance and gait. You ever seen the Plainsight sheep counting video? Imagine something like this but with people. That data would then be relayed to police officers in the area.
So yeah, an automated CCTV-based tracking system. Because that's not setting a scary precedent.
So what do you do when you're in that position? Let me tell you. If you're thrust unknowingly, or against your will, into a project like this,
Note. The following is not a legal advice. In fact it's not even good advice. Do not attempt any of this unless you know you can't get caught, or that even if you are caught, the consequences are acceptable. Above all else, always have a backup plan if and when it backfires. Also don't do anything that can get you sued. Be reasonable.
Let me introduce you to the world of Corporate Sabotage! It's a funny form of striking, very effective in office environments.
Here's what I did:
First of all was the training data. We had extensive footage, but it needed to be marked manually for the training. Basically, just cropping the clips around the "transaction" and drawing some boxes on top of the "criminals". I was in charge of several batches of those. It helped that I was fast at it since I had video editing experience already. Well, let's just say that a good deal of those markings were... not very accurate.
Also, did you know that some video encodings are very slow to process by OpenCV, to the point of sometimes crashing? I'm sure the software is better at it nowadays though. So I did that to another portion of the data.
Unfortunately the training model itself was handled by a different company, so I couldn't do more about this.
Or could I?
I was the main person communicating with them, after all.
Enter: Miscommunication Master
In short (because this is already way too long), I became the most rigid person in the project. Like insisting on sharing the training data only on our own secure shared drive, which they didn't have access to yet. Or tracking down every single bug in the program and making weekly reports on those, which bogged down progress. Or asking for things to be done but without pointing at anyone in particular, so that no one actually did the thing. You know, classic manager incompetence. Except I couldn't be faulted, because after all, I was just "really serious about the security aspect of this project. And you don't want the state to learn that we've mishandled the data security of the project, do you, Jeff?"
A thousand little jabs like this, to slow down and delay the project.
At the end of it, after a full year on this project, we had.... a neural network full of false positives and a semi-working visualizer.
They said the project needed to be wrapped up in the next three months.
I said "damn, good luck with that! By the way my contract is up next month and I'm not renewing."
Last I heard, that city still doesn't have anything installed on their CCTV.
tl;dr: I used corporate sabotage to prevent automated surveillance to be implemented in a city--
hey hold on
wait
what
HEY ACTUALLY I DID SOME EXTRA RESEARCH TO SEE IF PHILLIP MORRIS TRIED THIS SHIT WITH ANOTHER COMPANY SINCE THEN AND WHAT THE FUCK
HUH??????
well what the fuck was all that even about then if they already own most of the black market???
#i'm sorry this got sidetracked in the end#i'm speechless#anyway yeah!#sometimes activism is sitting in an office and wasting everyone's time in a very polite manner#i learned that one from the CIA actually
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soon.
make my day by reblogging and not reposting!
#my art#fanart#harry potter#itsevanffs finished works#hp fanart#fic fanart#anabiosis au#2 more pieces to come; one for each chapter#the third chapter is very close to being done! thank you all for being patient <3#his hair's a pain and i know i can do realistic hair but not with this brush and not right now lol#anyway i was gonna post this one before i got horribly sidetracked by that fiasco on my writing blog but fuck it!#i've lived through that once i can get through today and go on with my normal business >:3#no alt text
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sunken pirate treasure...!
#i was dismantling all my lego creations to make more shelf space bc i wanna bring my legos to my dorm this fall anyway#buuuut i got sidetracked and had to make one more little thing before i boxed it all up hehe#shebbz shoutz#shebbz irl#lego#lego builds
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Morgott Romantic headcanons-ish (because I said so)
OKAY so I'm impatient and I'm writing this to tide me over until the poll for a fanfic choice is over AAA (also, I often write for chubbier characters so enjoy fellow girlies) most of this is just word vomit lol
ALSO MARRIAGE AND CHILDREN HEADCANONS IN HERE (they're labeled so skip if not interested <3)
WC: 969 TW: Pregnancy (skip the pregnancy+children section)
~Romantic Relationship Headcanons~
At first, when Morgott enters a relationship, he FOR SURE struggles with self-worth. He is 100% terrified of intimacy like; "No don't touch me, I'll taint you/ruin you"
He definitely still calls you tarnished but adds a little endearing term before or after it (Little tarnished, sweet tarnished, etc.)
After a while, Morgott will eventually become accepting of fleeting touches (and by a while I mean a WHILE) he'll give in every once in a while to a hug or even more rarely a kiss (only on the cheek) if you give him those eyes...
You can BEG and BEG but he will NEVER flirt with you. At least, not like a normal person (because he's far from normal) instead of pick-up lines, cheesy compliments (okay, maybe a couple), or fleeting touches, he always offers you gifts based on things he hears you talk about. There's a book you mention you want? It's in your hands the next day. You want to try a new chocolate shop? There's a giant heart-shaped box on your nightstand waiting for you in the morning, maybe even with a love note.
After finally getting comfortable in the relationship (he's rough around the edges so it takes at LEAST quite a few months) he finally lets you truly kiss him. It startles him at first and he won't look at you as if the golden order is going to smite him for indulging himself in such a thing and when nothing happens, it's like a weight is lifted. Now, whenever he sees you, public or not, he has to steal a kiss.
Even though he still struggles with his own image, he absolutely praises you like a Goddess. Your hip dips? Perfect for him to hold while dancing in the kitchen. The roundness in your cheeks? Perfect for kisses, squishy and cute. The pudge of your lower stomach? The perfect pillow. And he means it. He will lay against your stomach whenever he can. He can't get enough.
Although he denied every request you ever made to touch his horns, afraid you would realize how disgusting he truly was if you touched them, when he wakes up from a night terror one night to find your gentle hands tangled in his hair and horns, a look of soft worry on your face, he feels like his heart is going to leap out of his throat. It is quite possibly the most comforting thing he had ever experienced. Now, when you asked to touch them, he would eagerly oblige you, laying his head in your lap.
~Marriage Headcanons~
When Morgott proposes to you, he is a nervous wreck. It takes everything in him not to retreat into his self-loathing, something that you had worked on with him so hard. He takes you out to his erdtree flower garden and it is beautiful. All the flowers are in bloom and they glow golden under the beginning of the sunset. After offering you a hand-crafted golden ring with intricate designs like vines in it and asks the question, his heart nearly explodes with relief when the answer is yes.
The first year of marriage is hard on Morgott. He feels deep regret that he can not be at your side as much as he wishes to be and so, whenever you come into his study late at night while he's deep in his work, spectacles on the tip of his nose as he reads, he allows you to lay wrapped in his tail by the fireplace behind him. Sometimes, if you fell asleep, he would carry you to bed when he was finished.
Morgott wasn't sure how the topic had been brought up, but the moment he heard the mention of children he immediately became apprehensive. Although, deep down, he would love to have little children of his own, he was absolutely terrified that they would bear his curse and that you would struggle to love them even if you loved him.
~Pregnancy+Children Headcanons~
After A LOT of discussion, you and Morgott had decided that children would not be in either of your best interests for the time being (mostly to make sure Morgott was comfortable with his choice) so when you came hurrying into his study, disrupting his work late at night nearly 3 months later and told him you were pregnant, it was like being smacked in the face. He was excited as much as he was terrified.
Morgott absolutely DOTED on you the whole pregnancy. He would neglect his work as long as possible if it meant taking care of you. Even despite his fears, you were always quick to tell him that you would love their child unconditionally, omen or not. this always eased his tension and sent him out of his spiraling
When the time finally came, Morgott was probably more of a mess than you were. He silently cursed himself and blamed himself every time he heard you in pain and for 13 hours it ate him up.
Morgott's fears were immediately washed away the moment he laid eyes upon the beautiful child you had gifted him. He could swear he cried just a little bit when he found out it was a girl. Despite her being an omen, she was so perfect in both of your eyes. Morgott thanked the erdtree that she would never experience her childhood in the shunning grounds like he and his brother had.
As years pass by, Morgott would dote on both of his girls, his daughter being a daddy's girl especially. He would do anything for her. During each stage of her life. Whether it be scaring away the monster in her wardrobe, reading stories to lull her to sleep, bandaging her wounds when she fell, and eventually comforting her after her first heartbreak, he would ALWAYS be there for his little girl
#morgott the grace given#morgott x tarnished#morgott the omen king#morgott#elden ring morgott#headcanon#headcanons#ramblings#I lowkey got sidetracked#sorry guys#I went into story mode#anyways enjoy#tarnished#children#marriage#established relationship#fluff#angst if you squint#chubby reader#female reader#elden ring
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