#banter?

[bubblesthemonsterartist]

oaths muffled by pillows

Ice crusts their window, small crystals dusting the corners as the storm howls outside. The fire, already a mere ember when they arrived, has gutted out, giving up the ghost long ago. But the inn holds - creaking with each new gust of wind, but steady. Stable. Safe. These northern lands would accept nothing but what is strong enough to survive. It’s a miracle they managed to beat the storm here, a blessing to find a place to ride out what has already lasted for days.

Yes. It is freezing out there, fingers of cold constantly trying to slip into their bed. But beneath the layers of furs and blankets, the air is as thick and humid as the Yuris.

“Miss.” Damp hands, slick with sweat, tangle with hers. Somehow, he’s lost his stone to the blankets with all their tossing around, its muted light illuminating the pinch of his face as he stills, not even a quarter of the way seated inside of her. She whines in complaint.

Clumsily, he presses her palm against that hard knot of flesh slashing over his heart. “Keep this?” he begs, not the first time, not the last.

Keep me?

“Always.” She takes his face between her palms, his hips nestled between her legs, and tilts up, moaning against the choke of his breath against her ear. “I’ll take you, Obi. All of you.”

[everydayfrimmel]

May 26th, 2024

“Name”

300 words, fluff, canon div, established relationship

"My love."

Frieren's ears twitch. She does not close her book.

"My love," Himmel says, again, knowing it will do nothing, too fond of the sound of it to stop.

"I have a name."

He laughs. "And?"

"I'd like you to use it."

"But I like my love."

"And I like my name."

"Frieren." He laughs, again. "Why must it always be Frieren?"

"Because that's my name?"

"Why can't it be something romantic?"

"I fail to see the appeal."

Perhaps there would be an intimacy in calling her by her name if he hadn't always done so, but being with her makes him restless, greedy. He'd like for there to be some outside way to signal that she is more to him than she was before. People who think that the Hero Himmel is a paragon of selflessness have never seen the way he longs for that.

"It's romantic," he presses, though he knows the idea is lost on her.

"My name is more specific."

"Than my love?"

"Well, yes."

"Nonsense."

"What?"

"Well, there might be all kinds of other Frierens in the world, but you're the only one I love."

"Himmel."

"Yes?"

"You're a sap."

"I know"-and he means it-“isn’t it charming?”

"It's not practical."

"Good things never are."

"Plenty of good things are practical."

"Like what?"

"Backup plans," Frieren lists. "That one spell for cleaning out the insides of bottles."

"You're telling me"-he takes her hands, squeezes them-"that a woman who's lived a thousand years and never found a better thing to do with magic than making flowers bloom is going to get hung-up on what's practical?"

"I never said I was hung-up on it. Only that I prefer my real name."

"Fine, then. Frieren." But he cannot resist: "darling."

She tries not to smile, but she does.

[carpe-noctem-bitchess]

it was supposed to be a friendly game of chess, but I suppose that made me forget we were still on the opposite sides of the board. you played a queen's gambit, and did win in the end, but failed to realize that entailed losing your queen too, until it was too late.

[jackinalex]

Your blog was in my dreams again, for some reason, there was anon fighting and also a new banner that was less fun. I don't know.

Hahaha that sounds like my blog. There for a minute, everybody in the gc was getting these really mean anon messages, so I’m glad that’s over. And banner? What do you mean by that?

[galacticsabc]

I.... I don't know why I made this comic.

[awetfrog]

Do u think gales autism would just make him immune to astarions manipulation tactics

[aqrilene]

Someone forgot about sunscreen. ☀️

[snarkspawn]

get a grip rook this is getting out of hand

[beaulesbian]

that escalated quickly

[wildrbst]

[swordbisexual]

Gale asking everyone “do you think she likes me” after she beamed the image of herself shoving her tongue down his throat straight into his brain via the Weave. Gale. Gale, honey, please.

[sky--phantom]

Rook and Lucanis' banter during the Siege was a highlight

[arainaizevran]

WYLLVEMBER DAY 12: astarion

[daekiyu]

grunkle attack

[kawareo]

"Not yet, Ferb."

They're at a drive through