#his first line is like (im a traveling merchant) and i went (oh no)

[musubiki]

balor 🥰

[kazuhasmaid]

Hi!! Id really love some cute gorou fluff. Like he is HEAD OVER HEALS for you but has been away a lot because of all the war going on. But when the war is over and you two can have a reunion UT WOULD BE SO CUTE. like his tail would be wagginf and ect. I'd rlly love it!! <33

gorou comes home ♡

gorou x reader

word count: 922

genre: fluff

a/n: THIS IS OVERDUE AND IM SO SORRY, i thought i could write this when gorou comes and when i have the opportunity to learn more about him through his voice lines but i just found out he's coming in december. DECEMBER.

OKAY so as we know, gorou i mean- GENERAL GOROU is usually at the front lines defending, off the fatui, or some other trouble that threatens the safety of watatsumi island and its residents.

that being said all the war between the resistance against the vision hunt decree that has been going on, has caused the two of you to barely see each other, and with the hunt decree that loomed- it didn't seem like, coming home to you every day was going to be possible for gorou, much to his dismay.

you stare at the wall of the shared home, boring holes into it or the clock, ticking for who knows how long, and once deciding you'd like to take refreshing air outside for the sake of keeping yourself busy, you take your basket to go shopping and trading along with the merchants that traveled along, maybe whip up a dish for dinner.

you approach closer to the gathered people of watatsumi only to overhear that- oh. oh?!!! WHAT'S THIS? THE HUNT DECREE IS OVER? OH???

PLEASE- you couldn't even process this as the only thought in your mind was how you were hoping to see gorou soon, but as you thought further, as he is the general, matters at hand, helping out after the events is a must as part of his duties. you sigh happily, out of content and desperation, oh how you miss him.

though the news has definitely made your day brighter, going about your day, more relieved that your significant other was safe, sound, and would soon be with you once again.

-

as you placed toppings on your dish, you stood back, trying to see if the appearance of the food was appetizing, or the aroma of the homely specialty that gorou seemed to love so much that you had once packed him the same dish for a week straight. it even came to a point where you had to necessarily suspend him from this dish for a while cause he was getting sick from the food and it wasn't gonna be healthy if he didn't keep his diet well balanced for a very active one like him. he did sulk a bit about it for a minute but he just went on about it but he would continually tell you that he's not begging but rather asking you to make some of your specialty for about 7352829352 times once again.

taking chopsticks to your hand, your attempt to your first bite was interrupted with a burst of the door, to see gorou home.

BRO HELP ME YOU LITERALLY SPRINTED ACROSS THE HALL, SLIPPING ALONG THE WOODEN FLOORS I CANT- GOROU WAS SO WORRIED, THE LOOK ON HIS FACE WENT FROM HAPPILY SMILING TO BEING VERY CONCERNED AS HE MADE HIS WAY TO YOU MEETING EACH OTHER HALFWAY HE DIDN'T EXPECT THAT HE WAS GONNA BE WORRIED RATHER THAN ALL SMILES 😭

aHEM-

anyways, after he thoroughly inspected you, making sure his beloved isn't hurt, he just..

he pulls back from you, his eyebrows furrowed, hands gripped onto your shoulders, as his eyes lock onto yours and soften, burying his head into the crook of your head, arms relaxing as he takes in your scent, that he faces the reality that he's finally home with you.

he leans back to the point that you two end up falling onto the couch as he holds you close and smothers you in kisses around your forehead, your cheek, your lips, your jaw, your neck, and your shoulders.

tail wagging quite literally.

"i missed you so much-

day and night i was so occupied i never got the time to write back to you, and i apologize for that, I PROMISE THAT ILL MAKE UP THE TIME LOST, i swear!"

"gorou, it's fine! i understand how important you are and all your good deeds and hard work paid off to this very outcome, i'm just so glad to be with you again.." you reassure him, taking your hand in his.

"i miss having you in my arms like this.. you know, i had to see other inazuman couples like this?? and it made me realize just how lonely i am without you, or whenever i was roaming to patrol, id look to my side, forgetting you weren't with me, but that's what kept as a reminder to me, that working hard for the safety and the resistance will make this place a safer one, not just for others but for you, a place where we can be safe, free and live peacefully. now that the resistance's objective is achieved, the work has lessened and that means having more time with you, a win-win, is it not?" he says, kissing the top of your nose.

he hugs you once more, placing kisses around your shoulder,

and once he's settled, he puts his face next to yours,

"wait. ..i smell my favorite food..?????"

his head perks up to the dinner table to see it ready for two people.

he holds your hand, leading you to the dinner table with him, holding your chair out for you.

gorou notices that the cutlery around was only for one person. and with this, he intends to grab one more set-

that was until you held him back, a faint blush present on your cheeks and suggested, "what if i fed you instead?"

"w...wait- WAIT??? like... spoonfeed me??????"

mans was about to die.

goodluck spoonfeeding a blushy, adorable gorou at your hands.

he might've spilled some of it but hey y'all got to take a bubble bath together right after.

©kazuhasmaid please do not copy, paste or repost. plagiarizing or republishing in a different language will not be tolerated.

[oddaodd]

Wishful, Sinful, Wicked Blue

· Tommy Shelby Smut ·

Warnings:  smut 

Author´s note: this was loosely inspired by the The Doors song “Wishful Sinful” so if you feel like it go and listen to it ✨

They hadn’t known each other for long, but they were close alright. She was the owner of a very important merchant ship company, which she ran successfully. She and Tommy became business partners when he reached out to her to ship his gin across the sea and what begun as a simple business comradeship soon became something else .They both held a huge amount of admiration for each other and they had an incredible connection that both of them felt but neither of them dared to voice out loud. They were each other’s safe haven for putting it so, he knew he could always turn to her whenever he was having a shitty day and she knew she could do just the same. So it wasn’t uncommon for them to spend entire nights drinking and talking.

So there they were, Y/n’s lavish home had been the venue for their rendezvous on that particular stormy Friday night. They were sitting next to each other on the floor in her parlor, she was nursing some gin and Tommy was through what must have been his tenth cigarette for the night, after downing his own glass. The empty bottle of gin laying on the table and the other half empty one attested to their drinking prowess. She laid her head on his lap and he looked at her with an amused smile.

“If you weren’t yourself “Thomas Shelby OBE, who would you like to be?” She asked. Talking about everything and nothing was something they often did

After thinking about it for a second he said “Fuck, I don’t know. Perhaps a Jockey or a horse Trainer. Why?”

She smiled “ Just curious”

She stretched her arm to grab one of Tommy’s cigarettes that laid on the table without sitting up and Tommy lit it for her. They remained like that, in comfortable silence for a bit, both drowned in their own thoughts.

“If you weren’t “The Y/n Y/l/n” who would you like to be” his newfound curiosity towards her answer prompted him to ask.

She exhaled the smoke “oh I would like to be a sailor”

He chucked a bit, surprised by her answer “Really?”

She smiled and nodded, offering him the half Smoked cigarette. “I mean I could travel all around the world, Just imagine all the exotic ports of call” she paused for a second, thinking about her fictional sailor life while Tommy looked at her with adoration. “Of course I wouldn’t want to be a sailor all my life, maybe I would build myself a house in front of the beach in some tropical land. I do love to hear the wind cry in the beach. You could be there too, I don’t know how horses do on boats though, but I guess we could manage”

He chucked again and She looked up to meet his eyes to find them already on her, she adored his eyes, they made her weak on the knees. He put the cigarette out and with his now free hand held her hand. She’d be lying if she said she hadn’t fantasized about him and all he could do to her with his hands several times.

“You and me and sunshine, huh?

This time she was the one to chuckle “I wouldn’t ask for anything else”

They stared at each other, silence covering everything once her chuckle died. She found herself staring unapologetic at his eyes. How wishful sinful and wicked blue they looked. She thought of how bad she wanted him to kiss her. He must have had thought the same thing for he let go of her hand and leaned in to kiss her. Without hesitation, she met him in the middle, prompting herself on her elbow. When their lips first connected something came alight in Tommy. His lips felt so good on hers, as if they were meant to be there all along. The kiss soon turned more passionate as she bit and tugged his lower lip. She could feel a smirk gracing his lips as he egged her to straddle him. Once she placed herself on top of him her hands went to tug gently at his hair  and his hands went to rest on her thighs.

Tommy soon started to unbutton the front of her dress as he kissed her neck, y/n´s breathing became heavy, the feeling of his lips and his own heavy breathing on her neck made her insides ache in pleasure and she felt  herself getting wet right there and then. She started grinding on him and a needy moan escaped her mouth as she felt him  getting hard under her . She started unbuttoning Tommys shirt but abruptly stoped at the feeling of his fingers toying with her though the now damp material of her underwear .

“So wet for me, love” he whispered into her ear and she moaned in response. He pushed her underwear aside before pushing two of his fingers inside her and smirked “so wet and tight” He started gently pumping in and out of her.

“Do you like how my fingers feel inside you, love?”

She managed to whimper a yes, knowing that she would never again look at his hands and not remember that very moment. He kept going and she felt herself loosing grip of her own self.

“God, love I have to taste you”. he said, removing his fingers from between her legs. She gave a shuddering moan at the very thought of his mouth on her sex and laid down on the carpet, he hitched her dress up and slowly took off her underwear. He ran one of his fingers along her folds before diving in with his mouth, licking her and teasing her entrance with the tip of his tongue. He looked up at her to see her  and was arrogantly pleased to see a  look of absolute neediness and pleasure in her face, She looked down at him and heavily exhaled as she saw him between her legs. The wishful sinful wicked blue of his eyes in addition to the finger of his that started rubbing her clit proved to be too much as she felt her climax nearing. “God Thomas I’m gonna cum” he carried on with his teasing, her comment only egging him to continue and soon enough, with a loud moan she involuntary shut her legs around his face , her hands tugging less than gently at his dark hair as she came.

Once she came down from her high Tommy went up to kiss her, she kissed him back hungrily, tasting a bit of herself in his mouth” I need you inside me Tommy” she begged. He smirked before getting rid of his pants, lining himself up with her entrance and teasing her with his head. “Please” she whimpered. Deciding not to torture her any longer he slowly pushed into her. She closed her eyes in bliss and wrapped her legs around his waist as he filled her. He started thrusting into her at a slow pace and as her moans and whimpers became needier and messier he sped up.

A symphony of moans, praises and whines filled the room, neither of them  caring if anyone heard. “You feel so good around me” he whispered into her ear, knowing exactly what his words did to her. “And you feel so good inside me” she moaned feeling the familiar coil inside her building up again.

“F-fuck Tommy I’m close”

“I know love, I can feel you clenching around my cock”

“God, Thomas” She whimpered and held on to his arms. “I want you to cum inside me”

“Fuck y/n” He moaned at her wishful, sinful words and started rubbing her clit in circles as he felt himself getting closer too. “You want to feel my cum inside you, is that it?” He teased, his accent thick and his voice low.

“Yes. Tommy please” she begged feeling herself on the brink of her orgasm and he felt it too.. “Fuck love. Come around my cock ” he whispered to her ear. She felt the coil inside her snap at his words and violently came, holding tightly on to him. The clenching of her walls and the raw expression on her face along with her moans made him come only seconds later. The feeling of him spilling inside her  only prolonging her orgasm as they rode their highs together.

He then laid next to her on the carpet. Both panting and breathless.

“If you ever become a sailor, Im going with you” he said after a while, recalling their previous conversation.

She knew she couldn’t take his words to heart. Thomas Shelby was not the type of man to just drop everything and go, and  she would never leave her company either,  but nevertheless, his comment made her insides warm. She brought  her hand up to his face and prompted him to look at her. “Wishful, sinful, wicked you” she mumbled with a smile and at that moment, the world living outside y/n´s parlor seemed to fade like the sun shining deep beneath the sea.

[creacherkeeper]

How is the cowboi doing? :) I’d love to hear about some of their recent adventures.

OH WELL IT'S ME + ALSO MY DICE HATE(/love) ME SO YOU KNOW THEYRE GETTING WHUMPED CONSTANTLY LMAO

there have certainly been some Events Unfolding so those are under the cut, casey since youre in our campaign now NO PEEKING

fair warning this is .... long ..... you have asked me to talk about my dnd character and you simply CANNOT stop the floodwaters now. enter at your own risk

okay so basically the first arc of the campaign kind of kicked off with them getting a vision from their goddess (the grain goddess/goddess of agriculture) saying that she was trapped in a fey gate and that they needed to come rescue her

so erley immediately Rallied The Posse and set off to do that. they NUMEROUS times tried to pray to her, commune with her, basically just get ANY sort of communication or guidance from her, but the dice like to tell their story so i literally never got above an 11 (paladin with only +2 to religion my beloved) and they never heard from her, which was making them. pretty nervous. when it seemed like everyone else was able to talk to their gods just fine

well we eventually figured out that there was a huge gathering of fey in the woods (me: this might be too big for us to fight. what if its like 30 fey? / my dm, glancing at his notes where he has 2000 fey written down: (: ) and basically the fey like. had captured and were trying to kill what was left of the pantheon so they could bring back gaia as the One True God

we found all this out because it turned out several members of the party had been lying about how much they knew of the fey and had personal connections to the fey they'd kept hidden. and erley, who is ALSO HIDING A LOT from the party like. immediately went on the offense and was just generally very unhappy about this

there had been this fey merchant who kept popping up wherever we were trying to sell us magic weapons that seemed tied to us specifically. erley was always VERY suspicious of her and did everything in their power to stop the others from buying her weapons (which we literally had to buy with -5 to a skill point, not money, v sus) to mixed results. but basically when we got to the fey gathering (we called it gaiapalooza) erley rolled a 1 on their survival check to get through the magic field and like. got teleported to her. and they really wanted information from her so they basically were like LEORA I DONT KNOW WHO TO TRUST I THINK MY PARTY HAS BEEN LYING TO ME, CAN YOU TELL ME ANYTHING ABOUT THEM CAN YOU SEE US WHEN YOURE NOT THERE? and basically pretended to need a therapy session in order to milk her for information lmao. she also seemed like. REALLY interested in erley and i was also very nervous about that

and i was RIGHT to be suspicious of her because we found out she WAS ACTUALLY THE BIG BAD and we had to fight her in the arc finale. and several of our party members had rl stuff and were not there, and in game our druid was away casting an 8 hour long spell to try and stop the palooza ceremony, so our party was SUPER nerfed and also as soon as erley realized it WAS actually leora who was behind all of it and she WAS trying to hurt them with those weapons (the weapons were tethers to the gods to be able to kill them basically), they got .... a little angry

and my party found out after irl a year of playing these characters that erley's first level is barbarian :))

so erley raged and did frankly a staggering amount of damage in this fight, and also only stayed up because of rage because they took a LOT of hits. but also. they dont rage FOR A REASON so it sort of took them over and when leora dropped, one of the other pcs ran over to stabilize her as she was making death saves and erley :) maybe :) drove a spear through her heart and killed her :)

and her body immediately just like. overgrew with plants and vines and flowers and basically wrapped the spear in a bed of plants and it was very cinematic and cool

(we have since found out that leora was like. actually an aspect of gaia so. that is. interesting)

of course then erley popped out of rage and was like FUCK this is why i dont do this, i went too far, it always goes too far, THIS is why im ashamed of this, and just got very emo boi about it. so they used their last spell slot to cast restoration on the space they had fought in and reached out to their goddess, having just saved her and the rest of the pantheon like she had asked them to

and i rolled a nat 1!!!

(the dm was like "you have committed this violent act, you feel so low and so bad and in need of guidance, and reach out to your goddess. and the absolute lack of a response just makes you feel empty inside" and i was like :) oh :) okay cool :) you love to see that with your paladins huh)

at this point the druid came back in and, instead of erley like. examining any of their own shit immediately lashed out at her and was like "why did you lie to me about the fey, why did you lie about why you were here, why ARE you here because i realize now it wasnt to help me"

and at that point ONE OF THE FEY QUEENS WALKED IN and the druid was like "... mother ..." and we were all :O

so it turns out the fey queen is her birth mom but had like? kidnapped one of the children of her firbolg tribe and was holding her hostage and the druid was on a quest to find her and bring her back

so erley :) felt :) even more bad about that :) and very shamedly pledged their help to her, and basically was like "as long as youre on this noble quest i will follow you if you'll have me"

so we're on our second arc now, which is traveling across the country to go meet the fey queen and get this kid back. as we were traveling my dm had me roll religion and a luck check and i got a 21 ON RELIGION FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER and a 6 luck. and he was like "you dont usually dream, but you have a nightmare. you know this nightmare was given to you, it was divinely inspired, but you dont know who sent it" and it was just erley killing leora over and over and over again. so they were like. well fuck

(my dm also messaged me privately and we talked and he was like. yeah you can get rid of your oath of devotion and change it to oath of the ancients, i am not telling you or erley why the subclass has changed and you also might get nerfed later. also level up barbarian for the next fight)

so erley was. feeling PRETTY DANG BAD and very guilty and stressed and all that. they did also realize their barbarian side was getting stronger which, considering their backstory is all tragic barbarian shit they were NOT happy about. i was fully prepared to have them be more ostracized from the party and go into full angst mode, but then the druid actually like. pulled them aside and explained why she had hidden information from them, and had a very sweet conversation with them and held their hand and it was VERY touching (she also had the baller line "you think your goddess can hear you and she's not answering. but maybe you're talking in a whisper and she needs to hear you scream")

we had another fight (we're level 7 and my dm told us after it was a cr 32 fight like. dude??? what the fuck?????) and once again erley didnt go down only because of rage

THEY ALSO UNINTENTIONALLY CAST MISTY STEP (which is an ancients spell they didnt have before) and were like WELL NO TIME TO UNPACK WHAT THAT WAS RIGHT NOW, HAVE TO NOT DIE

after the battle was over i asked to roll a check to figure out why i had access to that spell and got :) yeah you guessed it :) another nat 1 :) so erley has literally no idea how they cast that or what it could mean. we just had a new pc introduced who is a sorcerer so erley is definitely going to talk to her and see if she knows anything. because they are FULLY IN THE DARK about their subclass change or what that means in game

we're also (because of the fucking cr 32 fight) going to be leveling up again soon, and babey you KNOW im leveling barbarian. after rage kept me up and then rolling another nat 1 religion check, and also me the player not knowing whats up with their goddess/magic, i simply cant level paladin rn. so im BETWEEN A FEW SUBCLASS OPTIONS and ive been thinking them over but i think it really depends how the next few games go

my FULL ANGST option was to make them level into zealot barbarian like their awful dad, but i thought that made the least sense in universe rn

secondary angst option is to level into berserker, which i think fits pretty closely with how i've been roleplaying the rage so far. trading off an extra attack for a level of exhaustion fits pretty closely. also whump central

the NICE option is to have them be a totem warrior barbarian, and have both their paladin steed and their totem be a bull :) (they are a cowboi after all) i think thats the closest i can marry their two classes and potentially have some healthy growth for them, let them see that the rage doesnt HAVE to be a bad thing, that being a barbarian isnt something they HAVE to be ashamed of. reskinning the bear totem would give them resistance to all damage but psychic while raging, and im planning on taking the tough feat, so theyd pretty much be ... an unstoppable tank. plus i can still divine smite while in rage so theyd be VERY powerful

and now youre all caught up on my very special boi :))))) bet you didnt expect quite that much of an infodump but. listen. listen im simply obsessed with dnd i cannot help it. any chance to talk about my characters i WILL TAKE IN A HEARTBEAT (thank u for prompting my ramble lmao)

[sirro85-blog]

Humans are Space Orcs

Part 2

When Major Kovac returned to the accommodation his mercenary unit the "Dark Horses" were currently occupying his injuries, the attack by the Flet and his survival via an item of fruit seemed for some reason to cause a broad range of reactions.

His lover Captain Becca first looked nauseated when seeing him bleeding, then embraced him fiercely and then slapped him for getting hurt.

Captain Wolf seemed shocked more that Kovac was slowed by his blood loss than that he had overcome three "winged fucking puma" before joining in with Captain Dorman who both laughed and mocked while Kovac's wounds were cleaned, sterilized and dressed - this appeared to be a painful process.

Captain Gillespie was concerned for the safety of the Major and the rest of the unit.

Various riflemen in Kovac's service took moments to visit their commander and confirm he was ok, some like Knickers and Sergeant "Panther" both spoke of seeking immediate vengeance, others wanted to know how soon he would recover. Different human responses to the same event is something I've never fully understood.

Finally Kovac called a meeting of his commissioned officers. I was allowed along to witness.

"So if it's not personal and Kovac is adamant he hasn't stuck his bellend in a Flet, it can't be to stop us taking a contract as we have one lined up it must be professional, something from back in the day." Captain Becca said.

"That is a lot of history, we all served together in the United Nations Galactic Defence Force, the Galactic Defence Force and we've had 3 years as the Dark Horses, I can count a dozen conflicts with the Flet as primary antagonists and perhaps another dozen where they've been involved to some degree." Wolf looked at Kovac, "brother I love you but you picked a few fights in your time."

Captain Dorman shook his head, "It could be any of us or all of us, take out the Major and we're gonna find ourselves rudderless, we need to find an answer."

"If we are all at risk we need to look to our defences and I hate to say it but my troops are the weak link, medics are good soldiers but they aren't combat specialists like the rest of you, neither are the rest of my troop." Captain Gillespie gave a sigh, "we may have to confine them to lines."

"Good point Gillie, Bex 2 troop are gonna be in charge of keeping 4 troop safe; Dorman 3 troop sweep the lines, find any weak links, Wolf the whole of 1 troop are now on guard duty, have a roster drawn up and let the sergeants work out a routine between the troops." Kovac looked at his officers, "nobody goes off base alone, we travel in fire teams at least."

"Alright, and the Major has two guards at all times, I'm pretty sure I have the volunteers," said Becca, her tone brooking no argument.

An hour later Kovac was sitting in a chair facing an irate Becca flanked by the raw-boned, taciturn Knickers and the vociferous Cassidy, better known as Barbie his body guard.

"No, damn it Rad you're injured, you're not going out as bait now; or ever!" Becca said, her voice shaking.

"Im not waiting for them to come here, besides this time I'll have Knickers and Barbie watching my back," Kovac said calmly.

"Hey now Captain, I know you're worried but it may have all been a case of mistaken identity, perhaps they never wanted the Major." Barbie suggested, smiling sweetly.

"Yeah they no doubt saw him, and thought 'Oh hey, that 6'6" human built like a brick-proverbial with the white hair of an octogenarian he's close enough to our target' the Major is pretty damn unique looking." Knickers said with her usuall ascerbic tone.

The two women shared a glare as Kovac laughed, "look I trust these two with my life, more importantly I trust them with each other's lives, we'll be fine and if we get a bite and land something then we will have some answers."

Becca scowled a moment but finally nodded and the three left the fortified accommodation and returned to the market, Kovac shopped for a few hours, organising supplies and delivery, Knickers and Barbie sat at a table in the centre of the market, ostensibly sharing a meal but their eyes never stopped scanning the crowds. Kovac finished his errands and then stopped one merchant and asked for directions, once he received them he set off out of the market. The planet they were calling home was designated "Pelcar-3" and was known as the way station of the system, almost all trade routes went through Pel3 and as a result there were many storage districts, one of which Kovac entered now.

The warehouse was mostly empty but waiting inside was a Ditiri, humanoid in shape Ditiri were covered with a fine fur that gave them a "fluffy" appearance, they had a trader society and were not above working in less than reputable circles. Physically they were no threat to a human, moving significantly slower than most space faring species they did however have remarkably sharp minds and were considered cunning to the extreme.

Kovac and the Ditiri spoke for some time before the Major gained some information he was looking for.

"Flet will work for anyone, not like the Rhul, they are like humans in that respect, more so unlike Burtuq and Garax, Flet will work independently and not insist on being hired as a group, those three may have only been together for that job." Yellow eyes regarded the Major, "you are known Major Kovac, your achievements are known, past exploits may be coming back to haunt you."

Kovac nodded his thanks and the meeting ended, for the first time since I had met Kovac I feared for his safety. Kovac had fought in multiple wars if a former enemy was targeting the Major then entire star empires could be focusing their revenge on him and while the Dark Horses were good, they were not enough.

I don't know if Kovac heard the attackers, Flet are as silent as the earth felines they were nicknamed for but he threw himself to his left as a clawed paw lashes out at him, he landed heavily and rolled over coming to rest on his back, one foot planted on the floor with his knee bent and one leg raised off the ground with his knee pulled up to his chest, both arms bent so his hands were either side of his head, the largest Flet I had ever seen lunged at Kovac who raised his elevated foot higher.

The Flet was centimetres from Kovac when it dropped like a stone, behind it stood Knickers with a large club. She stared down at the motionless beast for a moment then nodded at Kovac, "plan worked," she said.

Barbie hurried to help Kovac up, "are you ok? Did it catch you? I forget how damn quick they are, thank God you're quick like a freak." She gave a small grunt as she pulled Kovac up, "you're not hurt are you? The captain would stab me in the tits if you got hurt...so would Knickers mind."

Kovac was adjusting the Flet on the ground and with a single movement heaved the 9 foot creature onto his shoulders with a slight grunt. "Gnnh I'm fine Barbs, really I am, thank you Knix, I owe you."

"No you don't" replied Knickers, she gestured and led the odd looking trio forward.

At the horses headquarters Wolf and Kovac had tied the Flet to the chair, while Wolf hummed a child's tune "pussy cat, pussy cat" a nursery rhyme that was fast becoming an abusive and xenophobic anthem when sung near Flet; Kovac left the room and returned with a bag, he crouched infront of the Flet and stared at the prisoner for a while. Then he spoke.

"Did you see the others?"

The Flet stared back for a long moment before giving the human "nod".

"Good," Kovac stood and walked to a low table, he set the bag down and reached inside. The first thing he pulled out was a pineapple, the kitty flinched at the sight of it, Kovac set it down on the table, then he reached into the bag again, he pulled a bunch of bananas out held them up while staring at the Flet before setting them on the table beside the pineapple, he followed this with an orange and then a yellow fruit that was oblong shaped the size of his fist, he paused for a moment looking first at the fruit then at the Kitty with an appraising look, finally he pulled out three limes individually setting them on the table before returning his focus to the agitated looking Flet. He looked in the bag and then at Wolf who gave a grin while producing a knife seemingly from nowhere, Wolf nodded encouragingly. Kovac seemed to hesitate before finally plunging his hand into the bag and placing at the end of the fruit chain a single kumquat. Wolf picked up the pineapple and spun it on the palm if his hand, his knife caught the light and glittered.

"Stop" squeaked the Kitty.

"Talk!" Yelled Becca from behind him.

Something that isn't understood by many is that the Flet are a matriarchal culture, the males may be the face of the military arm of their society but their females run the rest, so for the already intimidated Kitty having a female scream an order at it had a profound effect.

The Kitty talked he gave answers to all the questions he was asked only once did hesitate but Captain Becca's threat to "fuck him up with a kumquat" was enough to break his final resolve.

After the Flet was thrown out Kovac called an assembly, soon 150 men and women were assembled and Kovac spoke to them. He told them he was the target of the Flet Cosmic Imperium, it seemed he had been deemed responsible for the death of the heir to the throne and so was now sentenced to death. He informed them that there was no help to be called on and it was him against the Imperium, all of them were free to leave with his blessing, not a single soldier left there seat.

Some would tell you that this was human loyalty but they would be wrong, this was human insanity. Most of those thought Kovac stood a chance and those that didn't were so stubborn they wouldn't back down from intimidation.

In my fibres though I must admit that Kovac of all the humans I've known did make me wonder if he could achieve the impossible and defeat the Imperium with only 150 soldiers.

[kilesplaysthings]

IkeSen Custom MC/OC Meme

(just so you know, i’m pulling this straight outta thin air lol it’s late and i’m brainstorming as i fill this out XD)

Hello there, time-traveler / feudal heroine / warlord! What’s your name?

Oh hey there! My name is Ana Hill (I’ve been told I need to work on my Japanese letters - and I probably should be writing this in Japanese too - but hey, what Ieyasu doesn’t know won’t hurt him, right?!)

Age? Height?

21! Uh, I guess about 5′3 or so?

What’s your fashion like? [Time travelers – pre & post-wormhole!]

Well, before I pulled a Marty McFly back into the Sengoku, my style was..um..nothing? I dunno, a simple t-shirt and jeans did the job for me. And Converse. Man..I miss my Converse.. Well, at my job I had to wear a nice pantsuit as well. Not too big on skirts, but I liked wearing dresses now and then. Heels were ok, but only for formal occasions. Now that I’m here in the good ol’ 1500s, I like to rock the kimono, if you know what I mean. Though I’ve been seriously considering swiping one of Mitsunari’s..or Ieyasu’s Hakama sometimes (they seem closer to my size, I think). Those look very comfortable!

Where are you from?

Glouchester, Massachusetts (USA) 

Feudal era – pros and/ or cons?

Ooh boy, here we go. Pros: It’s quieter here, plus the scenery is beautiful, like the different castles and shrines I’ve seen, not to mention all the nature!! Oh, and no pollution, either!! I get to be up close and personal with a lot of wildlife too, like horses! I’ve learned how to ride one too! Which is something I’ve always wanted to learn! Since I’ve been set up as a Princess I’ve been treated pretty well and everyone is very kind and helpful. And there’s a lot of lovely kimono I’ve been allowed to try on. Cons: Language barrier is worse in this time period. I could get by with speaking Japanese back in the modern day, but here, it’s different.. and I’m completely lost when it comes to reading their alphabet! I had no idea the letters changed over time! Also, they don’t call it the Sengoku era for nothing! It’s one thing to see it in the movies, it’s another thing to hear about and see the real thing. There are some things I don’t think I’ll ever un-see.. As for more lighthearted matters, I do miss wifi, not gonna lie.. and air conditioning... what I wouldn’t give for air conditioning again.....(and tampons but ANYWAYS)

If you’re not in your homeland/time, do you want to go home?

I do miss my grandparents, but also my time was also the time where I had to watch my mom die... so... a little bit of yes and a little bit of no...

What’s your home life like?

I lived with my grandparents, whose parents actually immigrated from Portugal. My dad was of some other nationality, like German or Dutch, I think. He skipped out on us when I was a kid. My mom died in my teens. You know, being able to actually speak a little Portuguese helps with the warlords? At least, with Nobunaga and Hideyoshi. Didn’t realize there were Portuguese merchants that visited Japan back then. The more you know, I guess!

You just got your dream job! What is it? / Or, what’s your line of work?

My line of work WAS being an English teacher in Kyoto. There was a cool exchange program in school that allowed us to go to Japan and I loved it. After that I learned that you could get a job that allowed you to teach English over there. I loved Japan, and I wanted to be a teacher. The rest is history. heh...

Any other hobbies or skills? Do you use them / how do you use them in the Sengoku period?

I’m a big movie buff. American film, French film, Japanese film, Korean film.. name it, I’ll watch it. It’s just a hobby of mine. Nothing very useful for the Sengoku period, though. Watching Kurosawa films does NOT make one a Sengoku scholar, I found. Though it is fun seeing all those warlords baffled at my lame 80s references.

Where is your base of operations? Azuchi Castle? Kasugayama Castle? A pirate ship? Running all over the woods or in a secret monastery? Some other cool place?

Azuchi. Nobunaga and Masamune were names I recognized. And Nobunaga can speak some Portuguese, so I went along with him. Good choice? Bad choice? We’ll see...

How do you feel about killing and violence?

It’s the Sengoku period. It’s just what goes on here. That doesn’t mean I like it, and that it doesn’t scare me half to death, but I just kinda...live with it? I couldn’t kill a person myself, though. Unless maybe in self-defense.

Have you learned to fight? If so, what’s your weapon and/or fighting style of choice?

Fighting kind of scares me. I did agree to learn how to shoot a bow. And Masamune gave me a dagger to protect myself.

What are you fighting for?

To survive? Being a Princess of Azuchi isn’t always safe, I’ve found. Especially when its Lord decides to drag me into battle even though he knows I don’t know a thing about fighting??!!

What are your feelings about authority?

Hey man, I don’t like dictators, but I come from a different time period. I can’t just assume that people are gonna understand or agree with the morals that I’m used to. If someone is pointing a sword or a pistol in my face, I’m not gonna act stupid and be disrespectful, you know? There’s a time and a place for things.

How do you handle someone invading your personal space?

If it’s someone I know and am close with, I don’t mind it at all! But if they’re a stranger, I get uncomfortable.

…do you invade people’s personal space?

I wouldn’t say so, unless, again, if you’re someone I am close with. 

Are you more open, or more reserved? Are you secretive?

I tend to be more on the open side. I can keep a secret, though, if need be (though it depends on if I think its something that should be kept secret).

Is this the first time you’ve been truly in love?

With a real person that I actually know? Yes...

What’s your style as a lover? (interpret this as innocently or not-innocently as you please ;) )

I can be a bit of a cuddler. Again, if I know you, I like to be close. Kissing is..yes. I like it.. I also like to play with hair and have mine played with. Honestly, just snuggling close to someone and talking about anything and everything is a perfect way to spend an afternoon for me. I’m not too complicated. I grew up in a small house where we shared everything. I’m used to simple things and am easy to please.

What are your favorite ways for someone to show you love?

Simple, everyday things please me. A nice comment, a random hug or kiss, a sweet gesture; just something that shows they were thinking of me... I grew up being taught that family is very important, so knowing that I am wanted and that I can be a part of someone else’s family would be a wonderful thing.

Do you use a petname or endearments for your lover(s)?

Hmmmm...maybe? When I was little, my grandfather once said my grandmother was fofo, which means cute or soft. Maybe I’d call him that...

How do you feel about…

Nobunaga? Weird. A mix of scary, funny, childish, and admirable all rolled up into that...admittedly attractive...mountain of a man. Good conversationalist too. It’s extremely entertaining telling him all of the stories from movies and books back at home.

Hideyoshi?  Scary at first, but super sweet once he got used to me. Very helpful and considerate. I’m slowly but surely winding him down and helping him chill out about Nobunaga sneaking out to get candy (because I want some of my own, darn it!!!)

Masamune? Also Scary. But man can he cook! Also he has a PET TIGER. One of these days, im stealing Shogetsu and keeping him for myself!

Ieyasu? Porcupine. Also a good teacher, but super strict! Gave me a real appreciation for herbal medicines.

Mitsunari? He’s SO CUTE? Literally, the cutest person I’ve ever seen?? Good study buddy, too. He’s helping me learn the language better and I’m teaching him English!

Mitsuhide? Scary. But cool. But scary. But funny. I can’t tell you how many times he’s made fun of the way I’ve stared at him since we’ve met.

Shingen? Hot. Too hot. Dangerous. gotta keep your eye on that one. May or may not have imagined him in a suit.

Kenshin? He’s got..two different colored eyes? Like a cat? Intimidating as all get-out. All he thinks about is war. Needs a hobby like stamp collecting. I want to touch his fluffy haori.

Yukimura? Reminds me of a guy I knew in school. Kind of a jock, but not the kind that has a way with the ladies. Lovable but awkward. That kind of guy. He’s funny when he’s with Sasuke though. Hilarious to tease too. He called me an enchantress one time and I tried to sing that one song from Hocus Pocus to him. Didn’t go well.

Sasuke?  Bestest pal ever. Would 100% time travel with him again. We have so many inside jokes we could write a book. (omg we should do that.. gotta remind myself to tell him that next time I see him!!) It’s a shame he lives so far away.

Kennyo? A warrior monk who wants to kill but also loves animals? Doesn’t compute. If only I could get him to a therapist...

Motonari?  I’m gonna teach him the “Pirates Life for Me” song one of these days...that is, if he doesn’t try to kill me or kidnap me or something first...

Any other friends/notables?

I did have some friends when I was teaching English, yes. I also got along with my students pretty well too. Mostly, it’s my grandparents I worry about while I’m stuck here...

Freestyle! Tell us anything else you’d like to share!

I have a massive sweet tooth like big man Nobunaga here. Hideyoshi has accused me of encouraging his addiction.. it’s true, sadly. Portuguese merchants are my best friends and I’ve haggled them enough that I get some of their delicacies for lower prices. I’m becoming Nobunaga’s best friend because of this, I think. My name might as well be Lucky Charm. Shingen may or may not have recruited me to his sweet dumpling team though. Those are super good...

*goes to think about all the sweets she misses*

Thanks for introducing yourself! ♡

(you rock, @nyktoon-ikemenlove !)

[elftwink]

mhm okay here are some random brainstorms about this possible human sorcerer’s backstory (his name is reef atm)

he is 17 years old (im flexible on this but i think it’s very fun to play either very young or very old characters and also i’m the youngest player by about 5 years i think so Give Me This it will make the dynamic more #realistic. if all else fails he can be 23)

he’s spent the majority of his life sailing (i still have to talk to my dm but i’m thinking a merchant ship or a ship of discovery would make the most sense), as both his parents are sailors and they don’t really have A House outside of their ship. for a long time it was like. the only life he knew

he started like working on the ship when he was pretty young because one. it’s so fucking boring if you aren’t Doing Anything on a boat and two they mostly accepted his help although for a long time he just cleaned a lot of stuff which in his opinion was still better than Doing Nothing

when he was like. 15 he got a job on a bigger ship with another crew member. his parents were sad to see him go but they aren’t really worried about him and they still see him every once in awhile when their schedules match up

it’s a running joke that his family likes burnt food; at night when the sailors would exchange stories he’d be told that an ancestor of his gave a hand to a phoenix and now his whole family line just really likes to burn food. the story is different every time and embellished constantly and it’s not that reef disbelieves it because maybe they’re all a little superstitious but it’s like. a joke. they do it to poke fun at him.

(once when he was very young and ashore he just stuck both of his hands into a fire. he got yelled at for it and he hands were COVERED in burns and he’s never been able to explain why he did it. it’s been chalked up to him being ten years old but he still gets the urge to do it when he sees fire and he can’t explain that)

when he’s sixteen, almost seventeen his powers manifest in full for the first time during a very bad storm. no one could see anything or here anyone over the storm and he was so freaked out that he just like snapped and went mantle of flame

anyway. no one died in the storm and the rain kept the deck from catching fire but it’s still clear to everyone that he doesn’t have control over this and practically no one knows what to do about it

there’s no bad blood— he’s been a good worker for his whole life but reef’s only sort of an idiot and he knows a ship, on the ocean isn’t like. a great place for uncontrollable fire magic, so when he’s seventeen he leaves to try and find anyone who can teach him more and works odd jobs and travels a lot 

he’s not the sharpest tool in the drawer but he’s honest and hardworking and charming in a weird sort of way. like when u talk to him ur like. oh. this is my child now. im adopting him

he pretty much considers himself an adult. he’s informed his parents about his plan but did so by leaving a letter for them with his captain and has not spoken to them and they are probably not super duper happy with him but he’s An Adult Now And He Can Do What He Wants

he’s like. 17. he’s going to join an adventuring party the second one will have him

he conceptualizes his magic less like a part of him and more like he’s being possessed. not in a mean way necessarily but he has trouble with control because it feels so at odds to literally his entire previous lifestyle that he has trouble accepting that it’s him. especially because it can still fucking burn him i mean what the fuck is that

he’s bi that’s not important i just love him. anyway 

[alienslovetea]

the magic of gardens (a langst minific)

since im currently working on my rebel!lance au and torn apart (and maybe some more of lachesism!lance ;) ), i thought I’d give you guys some langst and fluff since I haven’t written anything in a while!

If there was one thing that was obvious to Lance during his time in space, it was how lifeless it was. Of course it wasn’t always that way, the paladins were often wormhole-ing from one galaxy to another and seeing a multitude of different planets every day. Yet there were also those moments where it was just the castle and the vastness of space, leaving them without any planet to anchor to. 

It was in those moments that Lance truly missed his home, not only for his family, but for the life that always bloomed on Earth. Back home, Lance had had a garden, both outside and in his bedroom. The plants ranged from succulents to flowers to even vegetables, filling Lance’s room to the brim with life. 

That’s when it started, Lance would have to say, a day like any other filled with boring missions. The team had been visiting a planet by the name of Gaji, specifically its markets for supplies for the castle. Lance being Lance, had wandered off, hoisting his bag over his shoulder in search of something cool and discovered a little shop at the end of the row, where a small alien sat surrounded by plants. The alien itself was a soft lavender with three eyes, each peering at Lance with curiosity. “Are you interested in buying some plants?” The merchant asked, gesturing around the shop, “Anything specific?” Lance shook his head and peered around the small shop, looking at all the odd plants that were scattered around. Some glowed, while others moved, each unique in their own way. 

“May I ask where you got all these plants? I haven’t seen any of these on Gaji?” Lance said instead, interested. 

The merchant laughed, sounding almost like a bird chirp, at his words,”Oh no, these are plants I’ve discovered while traveling. I have my own garden and I like to sell any plants I already have or do not need anymore.”

“You have a garden? Is it here on Gaji? How do you manage it? I used to have one too back on my home planet, sorry if I’m asking too much!” Lance replied excitedly, he never had thought to start his own garden out in space. 

“Oh no you’re fine, I enjoy talking about my garden, ask as many questions as you’d like! You remind me of an old friend, they too loved nature. And yes, it is here on Gaji towards the mountains so it can receive direct light from our sun. My family mostly manages it for me while I’m away, however I also have some droids who help out as well!” He explained, pointing to a small robot on a nearby shelf. 

“That’s so cool! How do you collect the plants? Especially these larger ones?” Lance asked.

“Oh that’s simple, have you ever heard of Bev? No? Well, he’s an inventor who created these small boxes that expand and then shrink to carry whatever you need. I’m not exactly sure of the science behind it, but it helps me with the business! Oh and please take a seat! You must be getting tired simply standing there, would you like a cup of lepaz as well? It’s a de-stresser tea, the plants can tell you’re a bit stressed.” He ushered Lance into a soft cushion before disappearing behind a door and emerging with two mugs and some cookies, or rather space cookies. 

“Oh, you didn’t have to do all this! I haven’t even learned your name yet!” Lance exclaimed, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. 

“Oh no, it is custom with my people to provide support, especially to those who appreciate nature! My name is Zad, and I’ve heard tales of you, Blue Paladin. Now may I ask some questions as well? Is it true you battled a sea monster with only your wits and saved a whole planet?” Zad handed him his mug and the two talked for hours about the universe and plants in the cozy little shop. For the first time in months, Lance felt completely relaxed.

Before he knew it, he was getting a call over the comms to return back to the castle, ruining his good mood. 

“Sorry Zad, I have to get going back to the castle now,” Lance sighed, placing his mug on the floor. 

Zad smiled and stood up, gesturing for Lance to as well. “It was nice to meet you Blue Paladin, please accept this communicator as a away for us to keep in touch! And back to my first question before you go, are you interested in any of these plants? I’m sure you’d be a great caretaker!” 

Lance happily accepted the small communicator, ignoring the second beep alerting him to head back to the castle before responding,”I sadly don’t have any money on me, our team leader was carrying it before I wandered off. I really have to go now though, I’ll make sure to keep in touch!” 

Lance was all but running out of the shop as his helmet beeped a third time, but was interrupted by a loud, “Wait!”

Zad ran up to him, holding a small cube in his hand, “Take this then, it has all you need to start up your own garden.” Lance was about to retort that he couldn’t possibly accept such a gift when his helmet beeped once again, this time with a short and angry message from Allura, leaving him with no option but to accept and sprint back to the castle.

The lecture he received once he returned hadn’t been a fun one, that’s for sure. 

“You can’t keep wandering off like that Lance! You could have gotten seriously hurt, I expected better from you,” Shiro reprimanded as soon as he was onboard, practically fuming. He had to pinch the bridge of his nose and take a deep breath before continuing, “Just… just act as a Paladin all right? I know you’re tired and the market was cool, but we have to be the responsible ones and that means not jeopardizing a mission to go sight-seeing okay?” Lance could only nod, keeping his eyes trained on the floor as he trudged back to his room quietly. He’d face the rest of the team tomorrow. 

Once he reached his room he immediately went and changed, going through his nightly routine as well. It wasn’t until he was putting on his face mask when he remembered the small cube Zad had given him. He went and pulled it out the bag he had brought with him, admiring the intricate designs that covered the cube. There was a small button on the cube and without thinking Lance immediately pushed, which was a mistake. 

Items began pouring out of the box; boxes of soil, fertilizer, tea boxes, and plants began to cover his floor. Zad had said he gave him enough to start a garden but he hadn’t thought it was this much! It was going to be a long night. 

Lance barely got any sleep after having to organize all the supplies he had been given, which now covered half his room even after being put into stacks. He almost face planted into his food goo during breakfast, which didn’t go unnoticed. 

Coran had pulled him aside before training asking him if he felt alright, twisting his moustache in worry. 

Lance ran his fingers through his hair,”Well um, I’m feeling fine I just stayed up a bit a late due to an…accident.”

“An accident?! Are you alright? Should I go start a healing pod, you know how-”

“Its fine! I was given a gift the other day at the market and it kinda exploded all over my room? So it kinda resembles a garden shop at the moment with all the supplies that’s in there,” Lance mumbled, “You wouldn’t happen to know where I could put all of that right? I can’t use half of my room currently, which is a small problem.” Coran was speechless for a moment before a huge grin overtook his face. 

“A garden you say? I have just the thing. But first, let’s get you out of training, yeah? You look a bit rugged and I think this will do you some good!” Coran winked at him, heading back into the dining room to alert the team that Lance would be helping him with some castle repairs for the rest of the day, which Shiro begrudgingly agreed to. 

The pair then quickly went to Lance’s room where they locked the door to keep their job away from prying eyes. 

“Now, I haven’t properly been able to alert you all of the functions of your rooms, which is quite a shame! You see, if you press this panel here, it opens up a small chamber! And if you press this one, it opens a wardrobe, and this one opens a-” Coran rambled, opening up a small room that had both an upper level and a lower level. It was lined with shelves and great lighting, exactly what Lance needed. “-and then the panel closed on his foot! Hah! On Altea…Lance, are you alright my boy?”

Lance hadn’t even realized he was crying, lifting a hand to touch the tears rolling down his face. He reached over and hugged Coran,”This is perfect Coran, thank you so much.” He wiped the tears away before grinning excitedly, “Now lets fill this baby up! This is going to be the coolest thing ever!”

By the end of the day, most of the bottom section had been filled with plants and Lance’s room was empty once again. Zad had given him a total of fifteen plants, each differing in size and type. His favorite had to be one that resembled a succulent, that glowed a soft blue and had shiny blue leaves. 

At dinner that night, Lance was about to tell the team about his cool new garden when he remembered that they were all angry at him still. That certainly put a damper on his happy mood. He couldn’t tell them about the garden now, not when they were angry, it would make them think he didn’t take this seriously. So he kept it a secret, promising himself to tell them when the time was right.

As the days turned to weeks, Lance found that instead of telling the team about his garden, he simply continued to add to it. He carried the cube with him on scouting missions to fill with any cool plants he might find along the way. This resulted in him filling up the entire bottom layer, the shelves full to the brim with plants. In a way, it was therapeutic, having something so simple to take care of and keep his mind off of the war he was fighting every day. He would often call up Zad on the communicator while he was in the room, talking to him about his garden and asking for any tips on certain plants. Zad had even went as far as to teach him a bit about plant magic, showing him the basics of the web of life that made up the world. It was relaxing, and even the team began to see a shift in him as well. In Pidge’s words, he was more “chill”.

It even helped him with his bond with Blue, as Zad had suggested he tried out meditation (which Lance had originally thought was lame) and he saw huge improvements in the way he could communicate with his lion. Her words came out sharper and he could speak to her over greater distances.

All thanks to these little plants. 

Of course, this was Lance however, and nothing ever went his way. 

He was just placing a new flower he found on the planet they previously visited, when a voice startled him and ended with the plant hitting the floor. 

“What. The. Hell.” Lance turned around to see Keith standing in the doorway, awe clearly displayed on his face. 

“Keith! What are you doing here? Why didn’t you knock?!” Lance yelled, “Goddamit, I broke its pot. Are you good little guy?” 

Keith only stared at the room in front of him, that was honestly one of the prettiest things he had ever seen. From the soft lanterns that floated around to all the glowing plants, it looked like something straight out of a disney movie. 

“How did you even…when did this happen?” Keith asked, staying in the doorway in fear of ruining the almost magical atmosphere of the room. 

Lance sighed, making his way down to the bottom level where Keith was,”Um, a while ago when we went to that market on Gaji? There was a plant shop there with this cool dude named Zad, who is a gardening god by the way, gave me a bunch of plants after we had this like huge discussion. Then Coran helped me set this up.” Lance smiled proudly at his garden, peeling off his gardening gloves. “Um, why did you come into my room anyway?”

“Oh um, I wanted to see if you wanted to spar but you seem busy so I’ll just go..” Keith said, slowly making his way back into Lance’s room. 

“Well now that you know about this, feel free to stay! I’ve got this awesome tea, or at least resembles a tea, that you should try! And-” Lance was interrupted by a song ringing, filling up the room, “One sec!”

Keith awkwardly stood there while Lance spoke to ‘Rad Zad’, not knowing whether he should stay or leave. Finally when Lance was done he turned to Keith. “Sorry about that, I just wanted to tell you I’ve got this cool fire plant thing that you would like!” 

The two ended up spending the rest of the afternoon exploring Lance’s garden, sipping on lepaz and enjoying a moment of magic in the midst of the madness.