#but haven't done yet XD

[druidofdarkness]

On Pacts and Portals (Down Once More)

When Rashnu has questions, not even a sealed Demon Portal will stop him from getting answers--especially when the well-being of his druid brethren is on the line. The next question, then, is what to do with the answers once he has them.

As told by Rashnu, the Druid of Darkness. Set during Aveyond 1: Rhen's Quest, after Rhen has rescued Armaiti. 3 chapters, total of 6.2k words. No warnings, no major spoilers if you've played the game to the point of rescuing Armaiti. Some spoilers for manor dialogue in chapter 3.

While I cannot say for certain why Leyrvo decided to build up the crypts below Ghed’ahre into a labyrinth, I can hazard a guess: he was a man of many secrets, and there are an infinite number of places to hide things in such a maze...

[elektroyu]

Aaand... finished?!

Maybe I'll tinker with it some more later on when I have fresh eyes, but let's call it tentatively finished for now.

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[mercilessflowchart]

Idk why I didn't say this sooner but: if you've requested art from me/want to in the future, feel free to specify whether you'd prefer a fully fledged work that would take a few weeks to draw, or something quicker that would take a day or two at most.

I truly don't mind either way - on default I'll spend a few weeks on each request just because I love drawing, but wanting something quick is perfectly fine too!! Just let me know, whether thru replies, asks or dms! (:°

[tiredassmage]

They had to be taken care of. You know that.

[AUTO-SEND-PROTOCOL] Mentally composing this message in case I meet an untimely end on Ziost, which I now see is even more of a distinct possibility than when Vitiate first surfaced. The Republic has gone to war, possessed combatants line the streets of New Adasta, and you may very well like to kill me yourself. If my service here is cut short, know that it was ultimately life that I served. My own life, yes, but also Agent Shan's, Minister Beniko's, the Supreme Chancellor's, those of the millions in New Adasta and the countless masses across the entire galaxy-- even yours. If Vitiate wins, no one wins. Farewell. Agt. Rane Kovach.

[quinloki]

Birthday Request Event

"It's my birthday and I'll write what I want to \o/"

Gift Details ♥ Reader: AFAB!reader Character: Trafalgar Law Kink: #4 Orgasm Denial Prompt: #1 "Beg for it." Gift Giver: @likesugarandcyanide

Summary: Law has you on edge, and that's where you'll stay until you've stated your needs in a properly detailed manner.

Content Notes: so much dirty talk, oral given, vaginal sex, use of slut affectionately, pet names, swearing, loads of begging.

This birthday party is 18+, consensual unless explicitly stated otherwise, and BYOB

You struggle, twisting futilely in a hold that doesn’t afford you as much movement as you expected. Save for a pair of socks, you were naked in bed, a fully-clothed Trafalgar Law between your thighs. One leg was over each of his shoulders, your legs dangling in the air as he’s crouched beside the bed. His hands are holding your wrists, and so you can’t squirm away, you can’t move closer easily, and you can’t force him to continue.

His lips are wet with your pleasure. Your face is wet with frustration.

“Law, by the fucking seas, please!” You cry into the room. He’s brought you to the edge three times now and you were almost painfully horny when the evening had begun.

“You can do better than that.” He muses, giving your clit a lick and making your body shiver. “You can be precise.”

Keeping his hold on your wrists his face pushes back into your folds, shaking his head side to side until he’s parted your lips with his own and given his tongue direct access to your clit. Your words garble in your throat, and you throw your head back as the pleasure makes your body shiver. You couldn’t even bring your legs together to try and push him away and give yourself a break.

He wasn’t going to let you cum, so the building pleasure was almost more torture than it was pleasure, but your legs were shaky and tired. Nearly cumming was still an exertion and you were covered in sweat, breathing heavy as your twitching legs slipped down his shoulders while he pushed himself in closer.

“Laaaaaaaw,” you groan in frustration, body arcing against the building pleasure again, your toes curling, you knew he wasn’t going to push you over, but you chased after the sensation anyway. Desperate and needy for release, if only you could keep your mouth shut.

But it wasn’t your sounds that gave you away. It was the fingers against your wrist that made him lean back.

“Beg dirty for me,” he commands, licking the inside of your thigh, causing your entire body to flinch. “Show me how creative you can get.”

“I caaan’t,” you whimper. “I can’t get creative when I can’t think!”

“Desperate then,” Law teases, pushing his tongue past your labia and plunging it deep inside you. He lets out a satisfied grunt as he pushes in deeper, letting his nose tease your clit as his tongue works inside your pussy.

“Fuuugggnnnnnh!” You nearly swear, legs spreading wide on their own, wanting him deeper since you couldn’t be rid of the stimulation. “Fuck, Law, please! Please just fah-fah-fuck me! Fill my – my, hnnngh, pah-pussy with your cock! Please! Please just ra-rail me you bastard, please!”

You’re gasping and whimpering as Law leans back and gives you a look.

“Fuh… fuck me stupid, please.” You whimper.

“Desperate and vulgar.” He muses, a crooked grin spreading across his face.

He stands up, unzipping his pants and setting his hard cock against your wet slit, rubbing it against you slowly. “Don’t stop,” he commands, grabbing your ankles as he continues to tease you.

“Ahmm – please, please put it… in me.” You gasp as he holds your legs out wide. “I’m be-being good, so please.”

“It?” He quirks an eyebrow at you.

“Your cock!” You cry, covering your face for a second before you move your hands away. “Please put your cock in my pussy, Law I am dying.”

“That’s my sweet snowdrop,” he grins, pushing into you slowly. The pressure, the stretch, the sensation of him inside of you is its own relief and you grab onto the sheets beneath you as the pleasure soaks through your body.

Your legs twitch in his grasp as his hips connect with your thighs, filling you entirely. He shifts a bit, pushing your ankles back as he slips a little deeper into you. You gasp at the sensation as your body welcomes him in deeper.

He begins to move, slow and long thrusts, nearly pulling out entirely before he pushes back in, grinding against you, his body teasing rough against your clit before he pulls back out. Despite the slow pace, you can feel pleasure rippling out through your body.

“Please, please Law, fa-faster.” You beg, your hips twisting and shifting as much as they can with his control of your legs.

“You’re twitching and clutching me so sweetly already.” He teases, moving only a little bit faster. “I can fill your sweet little cunt just like this.”

You nod, gasping in pleasure from his actions. “Please, please fill me up, let me, let me cum, Law, please!”

“Let you cum? This entire time, you’ve only been begging for me to fill you up.” He points out, picking up his pace as he licks his lips. “Now, suddenly, you want to cum? All this time and you were just being a greedy slut, hmm?”

You cry for a second, frustration and the hazy bliss building in you, made it hard to sort out little more other than the fact he was threatening to leave you hanging again.

“Together!” You cry in desperation. “I want to cum with you, please!”

Law’s pace hastens and your body’s shuddering with every thrust as he finally starts fucking you how you’ve wanted. “I didn’t say you couldn’t be a greedy slut,” he muses, letting your legs drape over his elbows as he grabs your wrists again. “But… you are beautiful when you’re… cumming as I fill your precious little cunt.”

There’s a shift in his voice and his angle and suddenly he’s hitting all of your sweet spots. His abs keep teasing your clit as he thrusts and grinds into you, sending jolts of pleasure racing through you and scrambling your already addled brain.

Your legs twitch and tense as the pleasure pools inside you, coiling tightly and forcing you to breathe in heavy, whimpering gasps.

“Almost.” He huffs, his pace picking up even more as he pins you between his body and the bed, railing into you as you had initially requested. The smack of skin against skin is off-set by the creaking of the bed as your body is pushed into the tight springs.

“There you go,” Law grins, pulling your arms to your hips as he leans down and assaults your neck, pushing your building pleasure over the edge in a rush.

You suck in a gasp of air as your entire body tenses. You squirm under him, trying to get away from the overwhelming crash of pleasure as you clamp down on his twitching cock. You can feel the slick mess as he empties himself inside you and your body reacts to it by nearly orgasming again, the jolt of pleasure making your body twitch and shudder.

Law’s hands are on you, caressing you and keeping you steady as he pulls out, soft kisses following the line of your jaw. He gives you a moment to catch your breath before he kisses your lips. A quiet smile, a small peck on the tip of your nose, and he steps back, setting your legs carefully onto the mattress.

“See? I knew you could be precise.” He teases, laughing as you stick out your tongue and give him a tired middle finger.

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[fluffypichu876]

alright, so i have finally beaten final fantasy 15! (took me only 120-ish hours for that) and boy let me tell you these final chapters are absolute rollercoaters xD

like damn talk about tonal shift. pretty much every final fantasy does that mid- to late-game but wow, in 15 shit goes downhill really fast.

chapter 14 was amazing, and although it did break my heart and leave me a shadow of my former self (that ending HURT), it was emotional in a good way.

that bossfight against the kings of yore was the highlight of the chapter to me. it really solidified the ff15 party as one of the best in the franchise (at least for me. the guys have some of the best synergy.). it was so badass and honestly better than the final boss himself. and hey, what do you mean it wasn't in the original release?

yeah, i love this game sincerely to bits, but it's veeeery noticeable just how rushed and underdeveloped it is in multiple aspects. even the windows/royal edition can't totally remedy that fact, and that makes me very sad. this game had so much potential to be one of the best ff's ever!

anyways, uh here's my certificate of completion. games don't often give you these xD

(yeah level 99 may have been a little overkill. not my fault that the cactuar timed quests give so much exp!)

and since i beat the game on day 31 (kinda fitting), i did have the opportunity to fight the dread behemoth and his pal tyraneant just in time to not have to wait until the end of october. let's just say that this was the true final bossfight at the end of the day xD

(unfortunately for them, i had way too many elixirs and mega-potions on my inventory, hehe)

also, may i draw some attention to the amazing soundtrack that this game has? can't be a good final fantasy game without some great music! there are many great tracks from yoko shimomura here, but apocalysis aquarius in particular has been stuck in my head for a good while. it's very very good.

so, final thoughts: final fantasy 15 may be unfinished and deeply flawed, but it is a pretty good experience if you vibe with it. and honestly, "roadtrip with the boys" should be an entire video game genre.

[afkintheark]

Popped back to the Island and found out all the meat had spoiled. Wtf.

While I was filling them back up I found this guy! He has the 79 black in two slots but Idk which the other slot is. That green against the black is super pretty. \o/

Ran out of energy so he's spending the night here, then I'll top the troughs up again before going back tomorrow. We're gonna have to remember to make weekly trips if everything spoils this fast, though. >.<

[petiolata]

I think I may go back to setting 9AM-10AM as my daily writing time. It's worked really well for me, because it gets my writing done before work stress gets piled on me and exhausts me too much to be creative. It also works well with the seasonal depression issue--my winter depression usually hits hardest in the evening after the sun goes down. A morning writing time avoids trying to get writing done during that worst mood time.

In the past, I managed to write daily for three months straight, no exceptions or missed days, by making myself write in the morning. It's also how I managed to win NaNoWriMo.

[radi0activesmile]

Meeting The Family

There’s something different about the soft, ticking sound of static that pools from The Radio Demon’s very being. It sounds somehow more upbeat perhaps? More energized? Something. You might say he both looks and sounds...

Ex-static. 

Oh, that’s a good one. He should use that one tonight. Immediately. As soon as he lays eyes on that pathetic pile of waste Angel has said made his life hell long, long before his soul came down here. 

The first time Angel had mentioned his family, the spider had hardly been in any condition to discuss them at any length. He mentioned that he had lived his life in fear of them-- of what they would do to him for doing nothing more than existing as a gay man... and that was all Alastor truly needed to know. 

This time, when the conversation came back to Angel’s family, the spider was in much higher spirits, and it was evident from the applauding sound effects and the eager grin on Alastor’s face that he wanted to have some fun with the people Angel was talking about. 

And now he’s here: In Angel’s bathroom, adjusting a new, freshly pressed bowtie as he looks in the mirror. It was only natural to introduce one’s partner to one’s family once things were serious. Had Alastor not erased his own father hours into arriving in hell, he would do the very same thing (as it was, Rosie served as something of a stand-in for his family, and she very much approved of this union.) 

“How much did you tell them, Darling?” He asks as he steps away from the mirror to peer into the bedroom. That is-- if he told them anything at all. Alastor was uncertain if Angel told his father he was coming over at all, much less if he was bringing someone... and if that someone was special. His static seems to chirp excitedly as he steps closer to the spider. He looks beyond thrilled for this little adventure. Why, the idea of stepping over to the man who made his darling’s a life a living nightmare and introducing himself, yes, The Radio Demon, as his wonderful son’s partner, and making it abundantly clear he had heard so much about him... it’s taking a considerable amount of effort for him not to prance around the room in a display of sheer deer-light. 

@angel-dust-addict

[quilleth]

This is me about tgcf season 2 right now. Sorry, not sorry

[giantkillerjack]

I'm too high to write an image description right now, but it is vital that my dear friend be able to see this video immediately and without context, and this is the only way I know how to do it

[troubadour-malin]

One thing about my writing is that there HAS to be someone laying their head on someone else's lap, or else I die, probably.

[victorluvsalice]

-->Victor was also feeling peckish as Alice headed out, but he had a secret weapon up his sleeve to deal with that empty stomach feeling -- the Delicioso spell! So once he wrapped up his current flower arrangement, I had him summon up a hot dog to snack on. He and Smiler ended up kind of having a “lunch break” together, doing a little light flirting by the shelves while Victor finished off his hot dog and Smiler had a plasma pack. XD Alice came back from her hunt at the tail end of it with a fresh steak to gnaw on -- unfortunately, I managed to lose the spare meat she brought back with her (the meat display is right up against the bathrooms, and I think I may have accidentally put the plate into the sink behind the wall), so I promptly had to send her back out for more. *blush* Sorry about that, Alice!

-->Anyway, after that, it was back to work, with Victor and Smiler switching jobs -- Smiler working on flower arrangements, and Victor making jars of chocolate syrup (via the bulk processor) and a few extra cans of apple jam (the old-fashioned way on the stove). Alice came back with more meat, which I successfully put into the display this time, and I allowed her a quick break to “mark her territory” and do a little scavenging (she found a pre-historic hoofprint fossil! Nice) before turning back into human form to resume making pies and cakes for the bakery.

-->And, well, things just kept going from there! Victor made some cupcakes with the cupcake machine, and some more processed food with the canning factory, while Alice whipped up a zombie cake and Smiler kept arranging flowers. The fun never stops when you’re new small business owners! XD

[kuiinncedes]

700 more words TT

[mcltiples]

{ OOC } she's here, give this a like/reply/reblog if you want a starter from Verosika~

[okami-zero]

SO! I was tagged by @elveny in a wonderful post about this picrew right here. And since I can only think of one of my OCs that would fit it, here is my OC Marshall!

Or as close to her as I can manage, at any rate. X3

I was flipping back and forth between the picrew and my home screen, since my favoeite commission of her is my permanent phone wallpaper. XD

Not sure who else to tag, but if you see this, feel free to join in!

(UPDATE: I forgot to set her eye color! Fixed now!)