#i love corgis you have no idea ahhh!!

[blackbackedjackal]

CRITTER PICS YOU SAY!

Here is Sansa as a puppeh, and as her current 11 year old decadent corgi self. She herds toads.

Sansa the Queen of Toads 👑🐸

[newtonsheffield]

First off let me just say your writing is INCREDIBLE like holy wow!! So sad WAMK is ending, it was one of my favourites! Excited to see what happens in the other universes too though! However...would it be possible to see Anthony’s side of the proposal? Or maybe something from their wedding (not spicy or spicy🌶)?? Literally anything from this universe would soothe the hurt of it ending😂 You’re awesome, hope your next few weeks are better than the last couple❤️

Ahhh Thank you so much!

Can you believe I intended that first chapter to just be like a little what if one shot?? And it turned into that absolute monster of a fic!

Honestly, this was a really good exercise in writing regency for me, Maybe I'll do it again sometime!

No, I know everyone really wants to know what Anthony said during that proposal but I decided to keep it just for them. I think the beauty of that final chapter is Kate knows Anthony loves her, She knows that he wants to marry her, he just has to ask. Anthony knows that Kate loves him, and he knows she going to say yes, he just has to ask. And we only see it in the after. Just a private little moment. And I think I want it to stay that way.

We can talk about their wedding night if you like though? I've never done regency spice before, might be fun.

"Are you nervous?" Anthony's voice rumbled against her neck, sending a little shiver down her spine as his lips brushed her collarbone again, jolting slightly as the carriage trundled through the streets of London, towards their new home.

Anthony had dragged Kate around Mayfair as soon as they'd returned to London betrothed, viewing this house and that insisting on taking a house they could make their own. Insisting that she love it as well, because, though he intended to remove to Aubrey Hall almost year-round, he often had business in London and, as he'd said with a devilish grin. "I think you will find me not so easily parted with my wife."

Tomorrow they would be back at Aubrey Hall for their honeymoon, while his family closed out the season alone, but tonight, he'd told her that he wanted to spend their first night together, in a place that was just theirs. And Kate had pretended it didn't make tears sting at her eyes.

"Do you think I should be?" She tried to say it confidently, though her voice wavered anyway. Mary had told her last night, that she was sure Kate had nothing to worry about. That when a man and woman loved one another, it was really very nice, but still, anxiety swirled in Kate's stomach clinging to the last moments of insecurity. As she knew that were Anthony to regret his choice now, She would never recover.

"I'm nervous." She heard Anthony admit quietly as the carriage rolled to a stop, and before she could formulate a response to Anthony Bridgerton, notorious Rake being nervous to lay with her, he'd swung the carriage door open and greeted the footman before turning to help her down.

She flitted through the introductions to their small staff, her cheeks burning when he turned to the young girl who would be her maid, Emily she recalled vaguely, and said, with a roguish smile. "You may turn in early tonight Emily, I shall tend to Mrs. Bridgerton myself." And even though she longed to clap her hand over his mouth something thrilled at hearing her new name for the very first time. Mrs. Bridgerton. She wasn't Miss Kate Sharma of Somerset any more, and while part of her ached for what she'd lost, she liked the idea of being Mrs Anthony Bridgerton so much more.

Anthony took her hand shortly after, half dragging her up the stairs already laughing as the tumbled through the door of his chambers. She looked curiously around the room that she knew he'd decorated two weeks ago when he had removed here.

"So this is where you'll sleep." She said, more to herself than him really, smiling at the painting she'd done for him, hung over the fireplace. A man floundering in the Serpentine, a corgi swimming delightedly around him. "This is where we'll sleep." He was closer to her than she'd realised, she could feel the heat of him behind her, and something she didn't fully understand yet burned through her. "I meant what I said, Mrs. Bridgerton, I think you'll find I won't easily be parted from you."

Kate took a shuddering breath as she turned towards him "I like how that sounds. Mrs Bridgerton." She was once more reminded that Anthony's smile was truly the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen. "I like how it sounds as well." His voice was so soft, and suddenly, all the anxiety slipped away. Because this was Anthony he would never do anything to cause her pain, she was sure. Any man who had cradled her so softly against his chest while she cried could never be anything but gentle.

"May I?" His hands were trembling she noticed as he reached for the buttons running down her back, smiling as she nodded. His mouth falling open a little as her dress slid from her leaving her mostly bare before him. "You are so beautiful, Kate." His voice was thunderstruck, as he tugged her towards the bed, resting her gently atop the soft mattress. "It's not as though you haven't seen this before." He gave her a wolfish grin. "I'm sure I'll say the same thing no matter how many times I see you."

"Do you trust me, Kate?" Her heart was hammering, his fingers playing with her stockings, inching higher and higher, and she craved something she didn't know how to name. "Yes." She gasped as his fingers finally touched her. Moving relentlessly against her, she heard herself let out a startled gasp, felt her hands grip his shoulders tightly, could feel his eyes burning into hers. And he kept pushing her forward, leading her towards something. "I don't... I can't..." She gasped, moving fruitlessly against him. "Yes you can." His voice was rough in her ear. "I'll catch you. And suddenly it seemed like everything fell apart, her breath stolen from her body as Anthony stared down at her with a look of sheer awe on his face.

"Now that was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen." He hummed against her neck, standing to divest himself of his own clothing. And Kate couldn't help but take note of it. Wondering briefly what it would feel like to do it herself. And then he was back, kneeling over her. the weight of his body pushing her into the mattress in a way that probably should have felt suffocating but instead was incredible. His eyes hot against her.

"Now Kate, I need you to tell me something." he said conversationally.

Kate felt her brow furrow in confusion. "What do you need to know?"

Anthony sighed dramatically, his hips moving ever so slightly against her, "Why does newton look much better in that portrait than me?"

Laughter bubbled in Kate's chest and just as it did Anthony moved against her firmly and oh!

Anthony let out a low groan though he looked concernedly down at her. "I'm so sorry, I promise it won't-"

She shook her head "No, it feels nice." And it did. His body moving with hers in perfect sync, his lips and hands everywhere, her name falling like a prayer from his lips Kate Kate Kate Kate I love you. You're so beautiful. It all felt far too right, as she hurtled towards the edge again, and then she fell again and Anthony shuddered against her his forehead pressed to hers, holding one another tightly like they were all each other had.

His breathing was laboured, desperate, as he slumped against her. "I love you, so much I can barely breathe sometimes." His voice hot in her ear. Kate hummed, happiness radiating from her uncontrollably. "I love you." And the, because he was Anthony and she was Kate, and they'd probably tease back and forth forever she said, "I was right to know that wouldn't cause me shame."

And Anthony's laugh was still the most beautiful sound in the world.

[blissfulparker]

So it’s the end of 2019 and it’s been another crazy year on this site. I try to come on here every single day to talk to you guys because that makes me so happy. Being here makes me so happy and it’s more than Tom at this point, it’s making new friends, sharing interests, telling crazy stories, then there is tom who I love dearly and will give anything to.

Anyways! I just want to give a shoutout to everyone who’s made a difference in my life here and I enjoy seeing♡

☆@thollandss // thank you for becoming one of my best friends. You make me laugh every single day and I know I can always come to you to be the biggest hoe and not feel judged. Honestly it pisses me off that we’re a whole state away from each other but I love talking to you and thank you for accepting me for the whore I am😌

☆ @spectacularlyspidey // ahhh! I always have so much fun coming up with ideas for fics with you. It is so much fun brainstorming with you and sometimes(most of the time) it helps me out of my writers block. You are so talented(and super pretty oml) I hope to talk to you more in 2020.

☆ @stormyholland // we’re clowns and I was about to leave it at that but uh...I don’t want people thinking I bully you🤧 I love you so much and you make me laugh so much even if you can beat my ass at cup pong🤧🤡🥰

☆ @hey-its-grey // you manage to make me smile every single day with the photos you send me🥺 I love corgis even more now because of you and thank you so much for cheering me up when I needed it with those.

Everyone who I talked to and want to talk to more this year! Do not be shy, I am literally a Michael cera I am so fucking akward and will try to act normal but fail.: @angelsparkers @ppkrtingle @dahliaspidey @myfinalwords @fallingspidey @ho-ho-holland @mysmileyspideyboi @mcuspidey @tomsrebeleyebrow @screamholland @peppermintpete @farfromhaz @cutesparker @plushparker @starlightparker @naturallytom @fairytaleparker @sincerelyfan @fallingspidey @sunrise-shawn @sunshinehollandd @unholyhaz @aussie-holland @bocauhl @hollandraul @ppkrlovebot @precious-parker @lostinspidey @elysianparker @farfromhoes @peterparkerstingle @woaholland @joshuaparker @raspberryparker @peterporkerpete @tomsputa @toms-order @toms-gf @hilllsnholland @hollandroos @honeybucks @gracefulspidey @definitely-not-black-cat @stuckonspidey @princepeteys @spiderbabyparker

[losersincollege]

Dogs???

Ben: Uh, what??

Eddie: Umm… well, Google says August 26th is National Dog Day?

Ben: Really!? Happy Dog Day then!

Eddie: What are we supposed to do for Dog Day?

Ben: Uhm. I’m not sure…

Eddie: Ben, if you were a dog, what kind of dog would you be?

Ben: I- I have no idea.

Eddie: Hmm… well, my first thought is that you would have to be a really nice dog. Golden Retriever? Look! He even has a cowboy hat, hahahaha!

Ben: Oh wow, hahaha okay yeah, I accept that, I like his little hat. I think you would be a King Charles Spaniel, you know? What do you think? He has your eyes!

Eddie: Awww, cute! I get it, Ben, I’m small…

Ben: And friendly and smart!

Eddie: Haha if you say so. Hmmm. What about ~Beverly~?

Ben: Bev?? Oh, she’s so sweet and playful. Graceful, too. She could be an Irish Setter, their hair is really red and they look so stylish and super cute.

Eddie: I can see that. I love that we’re just sticking with puppies, by the way.

Ben: I love it too. Now what about Richie?

Eddie: Ahhh! Okay. He’d have to be something really smart, and energetic… and cute, haha. And dark-haired. And like, generally awesome, sooo… a Border Collie! Sometimes they have blue eyes, too! And they’re weird, see?

Ben: Hahaha, that really does look like Richie, it’s amazing.

Eddie: Now I want one, haha. Oh! What about your roommate?

Ben: Mikey? Well, it has to be serious, no nonsense and also really sweet and kind. So, I’d say Rottweiler!

Eddie: I appreciate the contrast between Richie-puppy’s flower, and Mike-puppy’s flower. And from what I know about Mike, no-nonsense sounds fair…

Ben: It is a nice and accurate contrast. What about your roommate?

Eddie: Oh God. Uh. Well… Stan is kind of strange… he’s fancy but funny, I guess. Doesn’t the Queen of England have Corgis? Maybe he can be one of those. This one even has a fucking bow tie.

Ben: That’s one fancy puppy! And so well put together. Makes me feel like I can trust my finances to him.

Eddie: Well good, because he’s majoring in finance I think.

Ben: Wait, really?? That’s perfect. Hm, who’s left?

Eddie: Hmm… what about Richie’s roommate, Bill?

Ben: Oh, Bill, yeah! He goes to Drawing I with me. He’s cool, and also kind of a dork.

Eddie: Yeah, the one time I hung out with him he kept talking about this game ‘Cooking Mama’. He’s nice, though. I thought he seemed really cool, too.

Ben: Yeah, he seems to have it all figured out.

Eddie: So we need a dog that looks confident but a little dorky.

Ben: Yeah… Oh! What about a Rhodesian Ridgeback? Look at his little plushie.

Eddie: Cute!! And he kinda has red hair, too.

Ben: That’s true! It fits really well.

Eddie: Okay, that’s all I think. Thanks for coming to our Ted Talk!

((ask the College Losers anything!))

[straywhitetiger]

GET TO KNOW YOUR RP PARTNER! ( repost, please don’t reblog )

BASICS

▐ NAME ALIAS: Samee! ▐ PRONOUNS: she/her is fine ▐ SEXUALITY: ummmmmmmmmmmm i’m gonna level at i have no idea o / ▐ TAKEN OR SINGLE: I have a puppy. Who has time for anything else? ▐ FIVE FACTS:

as previously mentioned, I have a puppy- a sweet, sweet corgi named Tugboat! She’s six months old. I have wanted a corgi since I was twelve years old, and for once, just once, she is literally everything I hoped that she would be. I love her so much she’s the light of my life.

I’ve done musical theatre for about twenty years. It sounds crazy when I say it like that, but I’ve just done it for basically forever. Singing is literally my favorite pass time

My favorite things include Critical Role/D&D, writing, singing, dancing, acting, and video games. 

I have a degree in forensic psychology! my dream with that was to do competency to stand trial in mentally insane criminals.

I was born in Texas! I don’t think I have an accent but who frickin knows anymore

EXPERIENCE

▐ HOW LONG ( YEARS/MONTHS ): .... technically been rping since I was twelve.... so nearly fourteen years now.... >> ▐ PLATFORMS USED: tumblr, skype, discord, gaia, and a myriad of other weird platforms, including text message for a spell haha ▐ BEST EXPERIENCE: gosh there are too many tbh. There’s a reason I can never stay away from writing mediums for too long- the people, the stories, the fandoms, the creativity- all of it’s incredible and I love it so much. 

MUSE PREFERENCES

▐ MALE OR FEMALE: it’s so odd to me, but if I’m making a character, like an original character for like a short story or a novel, I instantly go female. Almost all of my stories are women’s perspective, most of the characters I wrote for OC RPs have been female. But canon characters, I tend to write males? I don’t know, but I almost alway seem to lean male.  ▐ FAVORITE FACE: yours. fight me on it. ▐ FLUFF, ANGST, OR SMUT: i’m on board for fluff and angst give it to me in spades. give it to me in the same thread. transition between the two in one gut-wrenching question, a single instant that flips the switch. in the original fandom I was in on Tumblr, I was associated with the phrase “hashtag hurt me plenty”. I love it. I don’t! really write smut! it takes a very close relationship and very well established muses for me to get into smut territory because I’m p r e t t y much a potato irl so my writing is not super experienced with that sort of stuff but... I love... writing.... ▐ PLOTS OR MEMES: memes are super fun, and I love the spontaneous craziness and fun that cane come from memes. But my favorite threads ever are ones that have plotting to them or are more long form. I love both, but plots.... ugh my drug. ▐ LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: I love short replies, because they’re quick and easy and fun. But.... I’m.... horrible............. I want to put a quick disclaimer that I NEVER expect someone to match length if I lose my mind. But I used to write in a group that would have me put out maybe 10-12k a week, and most posts floated somewhere between 4-5k. Now I usually cap out around 1.2k max, but that’s.... apparently a lot here so.... it depends on the thread? what I have to say and the context? how much I feel like emotioning on the post ( and yes that’s a verb ). I love both, I just tend to novella a lot >>; ▐ BEST TIME TO WRITE: nights. The weird, haunted hours of the night if I can manage. It’s hard to find time now with Tug and with work, but I usually write randomly on weekends haha. ▐ ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSES: Hmmmm..... maybe? I can see a lot of parallels in a lot of respects, and I relate a lot to his.... ahhh... how do I put it without being weird.... his weird fluctuation between horrible lack of self worth and anxiety and just snarky are you fucking kidding me mentality is???? such a mood???? I feel like there’s a lot that we have in common, but obvious things about us are not similar haha

TAGGED BY: @beastrobed iluuuu TAGGING: take it from me my dudes I wanna know about you guys <3

[natalievgoodehenry]

One Long Night- Part 2 (Liam X MC)

One Long Night- Part 2 

By Natalie

Pairing: Liam X MC

Authors Note: This is a pretty heartbreaking second part so brace yourself. As requested by @mrswalkerwrites @zig-a-zag-ahhh @choicessa @tinypenguincheesemachine @choicesruinedmylife @choiceappfan @lovemesomesnark @kamybelen-blog @secretnerdharmony

Part One Here

Summary: Liam tries to win Arabella’s heart back after discovering she is in a secret love affair with Drake.

Liam didn’t have one drop of alcohol, but he felt drunk.

Everything felt like a blurry nightmare. Please let me just wake up in my cabin, let this whole night be a horrible dream, Liam thought as he clumsily raced to the bathroom to test his theory. 

He violently splashed cold water on his face to stop the images from manifesting. The icy water blinded his eyes. But Drake's thumb tracing Arabella's full lips before kissing them was still etched in his brain like a tattoo. Their fingers perfectly interlocked like untethered rope made his skin crawl.

Liam jumped at the abrupt knock on the door. Almost thankful for it.

"Monsieur, nous fermons dans cinque minutes," the bartender announced.

"Merci," Liam croaked as he gripped the sink and searched his unrecognizable reflection in the filthy mirror, while beads of water dripped on his loafers with a steady rhythm.

After leaning against the door for what felt like hours, he vowed to slip out the rear and not look back.

Yet, his feet melted into the floor when opening the door to see Drake drape his blue blazer over Arabella's toned mocha arms before exiting. It was the same act of chivalry Drake used on Savannah during the Beaumont party.

Up until now it was the only time he showed a protective, caring bone in his body for a girl. Unless calling a cab for his rare one night stands counted.

Yet, it was more than the great King Liam could offer. Drake was there. Always. When he was nuzzled comfortably in his bed at Applewood Manor, Drake was Arabella's real knight and shining armor against Tariq.

Liam backed out of the bar into a dark alley. His pout twisted into a scowl as his hand grazed the lock and key in his pants pocket.

Earlier tonight he couldn't wait to show Arabella another symbol of his everlasting love. Another promise of one day being together. A hope. A dream.

"What's the point," he wondered aloud as his pace quickened down the deserted Parisian streets. "when she's in love with someone else."

Another promise broken.

Liam walked along the bridge overlooking The Seine. His arms hung off the stone railing as his eyes were fixed across the river to the lit Eiffel tower. He gripped the lock and key and was about to let it slip between his fingers into the water, but saw her silhouette approach him.

Liam's heart skipped a beat when he saw her almond shaped eyes look at him with concern and guilt as they came closer to his.

"Arabella! I wasn't sure you'd come," Liam exclaimed wrapping his arms around her waist and ignoring the lingering scent of Drake's Old Spice cologne on her shoulder.

Arabella cautiously embraced Liam while trying so hard to hold back tears. Every fiber in her being wanted to be anywhere but in Liam's arms. About to say what she's been rehearsing in her mirror and to her corgi Chance for weeks---"Liam, you're a great guy and as much as I love our friendship. I'm in love with someone else."

Simple. Straight to the point. But as Liam's hug kept tightening she began to think he already knew she was slipping away.

"Liam, are you alright?" Arabella asked looking into his bloodshot eyes with brows furrowed.

He let out a long sigh and released all the pain he bottled up. She was here and that was all he wanted. Now he had to prove to her that he was worth staying with by doing what Drake has always done: put her first.

"Better...now that you're here but I can't stop thinking about everything that's happened," Liam revealed as he grabbed  her soft french manicured fingers and blinked back thoughts of Drake canvassing Arabella's silky legs with his rough hands earlier tonight.

Liam's hands trailed his hair all the way to the back of head, hoping all the memories of Drake with Arabella would go.

"I don't know how deep this conspiracy goes or who we can trust. All I know is that I couldn't bear it if something happened to you. The only way to keep you safe might be for us to leave. Permanently."

"You can't abandon Cordonia," Arabella retorted without meeting Liam's gaze.

It was hard enough that she's the wrecking ball of a 20 year friendship between Liam and Drake. But to have him turn his back on everything and everyone he knows is too much guilt to stomach.

Liam's shoulders slumped in response.

"I know that. But if you asked me to, I would in an instant." Liam said lifting her chin for a kiss.

Arabella avoided the liplock by quickly turning her head towards the Eiffel tower. She shut her eyes so she wouldn't have to look at Liam's pained face.

"Come on 'Bella get it together," she whispered to herself as she walked over to the midnight picnic Liam was ushering her towards.

Arabella took the glass of champagne with sweaty palms. She took a long sip of  while nervously sliding hands over her slicked back tresses.

"Liam--"

"No, I want to make a toast to you, Arabella. " Liam interjected, raising his champagne flute towards her. "The most unforgettable woman I've ever met. Even with everything we've been through and everything that's in our way...there's nowhere else I'd rather be."

Arabella's face turned beet red.

"Wow, that's ah...tough act to follow...umm" she laughed nervously while twisting the champagne flute in her hand.

An awkward silence fell upon them as Arabella searched for the words.

To you, a caring, considerate king that any girl would give their right arm to have, except her because she was falling deeper and deeper in love with his best friend.

"I'll um drink to that," Arabella quickly raised the flute towards Liam and avoided looking into his desperately expectant eyes that slowly became crestfallen.

Liam put on a forced smile and quickly downed his champagne. He turned the conversation to lighter fare like the infamous Beaumont bashes of the past, and Maxwell's creative ways of opening champagne bottles.

Arabella and Liam's laughter throughout the meal helped lighten their heavy load. It felt just like their first date. With walls slowly coming down they decided to end the night by walking further along the bridge.

Liam slowly closed the distance between them by clutching her arm. They walked arm in arm as they ventured down the bridge's path.

They stopped when they got to a railing adorned with various locks.

"Look!" Arabella exclaimed pointing to all the different sizes, shapes and colors of each lock. Making a beautiful tapestry of a declared bond that will never be broken.

"I've heard stories about those."

"They're supposed to be a symbol of commitment. Everyone who's left one on a bridge trusted their love so much that they were willing to throw away the key. Which reminds me."

Liam reached into his coat pocket and pulled out the gold lock and key.

With hands shivering he held them out to a wide-eyed Arabella.

"Perhaps it's silly, but this was one of my ideas for tonight. I brought a lock for us"

"You did?!" Arabella croaked hesitantly taking it out of Liam's hands to examine it.

"It's beautiful," she whispered trying to swallow the lump in her throat.

"Technically you aren't allowed to place them on bridges anymore, but that clearly hasn't stopped everyone. And there's something about you that makes me willing to bend the rules." Liam says, while stroking her auburn cheek.

"Tu es l'amour de m vie, Arabella"

"I have no idea what that means," she muttered with her eyes fixed on the lock.

"I spent a while practicing that one. It means, you're the love of my life" Liam slowly recited as he delicately lifted Arabella's small chin so their eyes could be level.

Liam cleared his throat.

"So...shall we leave our mark on Paris?"

Arabella swallowed hard. Her heartbeat thundered through her ears.

"I uh...think...we should uh..." Arabella fiddled with the lock as she stumbled her words. "keep the lock because I'd hate to see the King of Cordonia arrested for vandalism on my account."

Liam shuffled his feet and feigned a chuckle.

"It would be a Cordonian first...but you're right."

Arabella lifted her palm adorned with the lock towards Liam.

"I know how I feel about you, Arabella. I don't need a lock on a bridge to demonstrate that. This can be our momento." Liam says softly.

He gently closed Arabella's fingers around the lock. She held her breath as she tucked it in her purse.

[flamingthespian]

yellow, moss green, and blue.

Yellow: really pretty and cute mutual :)

AHHH STOP!!! STOP!! NO!!! Thank you tho omg….idk how to handle this aaaa <3 <3 <3

Moss green: you’re probably really into cottagecore tbh

TRUUUU ok no lie though i love that aesthetic, like as a teen i had a dream to move out into a cottage in the Netherlands and tend to my flowers with a couple of cats and a couple of corgis

Blue: you’re incredibly intimidating for absolutely no reason

I’VE BEEN TOLD THIS???! I have no idea why because i try so hard not to come off as intimidating or unapproachable, but like one of my best friends says that when we first met he was scared of me for a good chunk of time and i was like “WHY??” and he said “because you were so nice that it felt fake like you were trying to manipulate something out of me because i’ve never met anyone who just genuinely acts nice because they want to!” im sorry if i come across as intimidating that is the furthest thing from my wishes….i want people to feel wecomed and encouraged by my presence ;-;

Thank you so much for the ask!!

[gaelfox]

Who’s your D&D character?

Lol, which one? I’ve had like…oh gosh, I’ve lost count at this point. In the campaign I have recently started with my friends that is from an actual DnD module - Tomb of Annihilation, no less - I play a halfling necromancer that is loosely somewhat kinda only a little based off Trafalgar Law from One Piece (I had recently gotten through the Punk Hazard/Dressrosa arcs and I’ve claimed him as my One True Anime Husbando™, and the beautiful works by @varrix only fanned the flames of my love) But, as with all my characters, they typically start as an idea of one thing and then get molded by the plot, my whims at the time and relation to other characters to become their own thing. So my “Law” has now become much more “Iuris - or just Riss - Borodino” than his muse. This is partially also due to the fact that Riss has what Law did not - a 4′6″ tall War Corgi and familiar, whose name is Moom. I had to compromise on him since “War Corgi” does not fit into either the A) mount or B) Familiar category in DnD when it comes to stats, so he basically has the “Mastiff” stats with a 25gp summoning component fee - but other than that he is basically both a mount and familiar. And stupid cute and very helpful when it comes to doing charisma throws - everyone wants to be nice to the guy with the dog whose butt is literally renowned as “momos”. As far as backstory goes let it be known that I wrote it before the Dressrosa backstory with Law and Corazon lol but it was basically that Riss’ kingdom was overtaken by a conqueror who had no idea how to take care of the lands he acquired through war, so many injured people were sick and dying and forgotten about once the fighting stopped. Riss was one of them, and he found himself having an interest in both books and life magic - necromancy - after being surrounded in the circumstances he was in. He wanted to learn how to bring his people he saw dead in the streets back. He would flee into libraries and hide among the shelves when soldiers would walk by, passing the time reading old tomes. He’d also steal books to help light what were basically trash can fires to keep him and his ragtag family warm, but he’d try to salvage any magical book to read from - at least until he was finished reading it.He grew up without a tutor so learning was touch and inexperienced (hence the “you start at level one with barely any powers”) but he considered himself ready when, as a young adult, he was able to forge a bond and summon Moom (to be honest tho, he was not expecting a giant dog, let alone a corgi - to be his spiritual connection). He met @aggressively-fangirling‘s character Sal - a drow going through a sort of soul-searching phase out of the Underdark - sometime along the way to Chult that we still gotta hammer out, but since they both pretty much have an apathetic nihilistic attitude towards things they’ve gotten along quite well and we’ve figured out our individual spells and playstyles work well with one another. Riss was interested in Chult’s “death curse” that was bringing those resurrected through necromatic means back to death, so he and Sal hopped on a ship after a summons and here they are now. We’re about 3 full sessions in and have yet to leave Port Nyanzaru cause theres just so many fun things to do but I expect we’ll finally venture out into the jungle soon after we get a shoot ton of gold for going after…and I find this hilariously ironic….pirates. Stats-wise I rolled pretty well, above average for most, so Riss stands at STR-14 DEX-15 CON-14 INT-15 WIS-15 CHA-15, and he has a really neat trinket from Xanathar’s Guide that’s basically a book-holder staff that can levitate things that he keeps his spellbook on that also (negotiated) acts as a basic quarterstaff so he can both hit you with magic or deck you across the side of the face with very physical knowledge. So..that’s Riss in a nutshell. I’m stupid excited with how this campaign has been going and we’re thinking of playing tonight and AHHH Cant wait.

[aurimeanswind]

Weak at the Knees—Sunday Chats (9/24/17)

What a week it has been.

It’s more personal life/work related, which I notably don’t talk about here on the inter webs, but it’s been a good, hard working week in my life!

I’m just gonna go right into the games, forgo the editorial, and focus on the questions, since there are some good ones this week. Back-to-back late postings of the Sunday Chats though, just been some late Sunday nights is all!

Alright. On to it!

What’s on Tap

Metroid Samus Returns

I mentioned it a bit last week but Samus Returns continues to be absolutely excellent.

It’s the full Zero Mission treatment for Metroid 2, and it’s an amazing reimagining of the classic Metroid formula from that game.

It keeps everything that made that game super rad, and is just exactly what I wanted the 3DS 2D Metroid game to be: an amazing 2D Metroid with 3D graphics!

I love it. Yay!

Destiny 2

Still chipping away at Destiny 2, trying to make it into that upper echelon of “above power level 280″ and finally being one of the cool kids.

After the demoralizing failure of not finishing the Leviathan raid this past week, there was definitely some time off necessary.

I walked away, but now I’m back up to the plate and ready to knock it out of the park.

What I’ve Been Working On

It’s been an interesting few weeks of working on things. I am still cranking those words out everyday, and I can feel something coming. I wanted to release something this week, what with it being a full year since the release of the first episode of Alex Talks Season 3, but we’ll have to wait a bit more. Stuff is coming. I do promise. I have so much written, and I wanna wait for the right time to record some footage and do some new things with video content, but I am also extremely lazy.

So, with those to things going at each other, we’ll see how it turns out.

I’ll say this week I’ve been writing almost exclusively about Destiny and Metroid, and it feels real good to write about those two things again!

Questions

Remember to look for my tweet from my @ALFighter27 twitter account on Sunday afternoons soliciting Sunday Chats questions, respond, and you’ll be in here! Having fun! Yay!

Hrm. I mean I could take this a bunch of different ways.

I think there are definitely a few things that I’ll list off. Like, I could always be a better person. I honestly, truly believe that, and I think that mentality is partly what leads people to believe I am one at all, is because I strive to be better, to be more inclusive, to be more empathetic and understanding.

Like one thing I hate about myself is how lazy I am, ya know? Like I procrastinate a lot. Whether it’s little things like doing the dishes or cleaning my bathroom, or big things like writing projects, articles, editing writers’ work, responding to important emails, or otherwise. I wanna focus on that and be better.

I also generally want to be healthier. Like, both my parents were, for a time, overweight, and had gastric bypasses done and now they’re healthy and skinny, but I don’t wanna lean on that as an option, and I know the odds are stacked against me. I wanna be happy with my body, but also I have so many medical things wrong with me that I’d like to prolong the feeling of being able to get up, and run, and play, and just be active as long as I can, because ya know, you don’t appreciate that kind of thing when you have it.

So yeah, I hope that answers your question.

But also I am not a very good writer and could be so much better but I’m trying. Putting in the work and time, so to speak.

It’s only been...

*checks calendar*

928 days today! That’s not that long at alllllllllll....

*dies*

I have talked about this before, but my Growing up with a Generation piece is definitely up there. My Twilight Princess piece is too. And I actually legitimately love my Breath of the Wild review. Super proud of that.

I think there are some reviews that could have been better, especially the ones on episodic games. But I’ve kind of stopped reviewing them now because it’s hard to encapsulate those feelings. Especially if you’re going to try and do so without spoilers. 

But nothing sticks out to me that I am particularly not proud of because I just haven’t published those things. I wrote a thing about JRPGs versus WRPGs that I ended up just not liking at all, and scrapped. But that’s really the biggest one.

Haha I think I’d want Christopher Nolan to direct it, just because he is my favorite director, but no. That won’t do. 

Ugh, Logan this would be such a terrible movie oh my god.

Okay, either the Russo Brothers, or, preferably, Phil Lord and Chris Miller, directors of 21 & 22 Jump Street.

Actors?

Uhh, for me I’d want like, Miles Teller for myself, because we kind of have a similar “look”. In a PERFECT WORLD a young French Stuart would play Scott, oh my fucking god that’d be so perfect. You have no idea. But like, a young one. I could totally see a Josh Gad playing Evan Wall. Joseph Fait is tough, he’d maybe be like an Andrew Garfield type. Tony Horvath would be really tough. I’d love just like, a Justin McElroy for him, honestly. 

Nabeshin is a tricky one. Like, maybe a Michael B Jordan, but I’d think a Chadwick Boseman could do great too.

Danny Juarez would be played by either Michael Peña or Rob Schneider. One of the two.

Haha I mean, I think I already covered Tony, I really think the J-man could do a great job, but I’m sure there is a better pick out there.

Jurge Cruze Alvarez? Joseph Gordon Levitt. 

Jarrett Green? Don Cheadle. 

Logan Wilkinson? Grant Gustin. Who would also probably play Jacob Bryant. He’d play both of you.

I have to think about this more you put me on the spot haha.

Ahhh, the classic question. Actually the dogs I grew up with!

The Saint Bernard.

Although I love huskies too. Here is the only picture of a couple of them I found on my Facebook. 

They are siblings so that’s why they look so similar haha.

I fucking love Saint Bernards, and big dogs, and dogs you can hug. But I love all kinds of dogs.

So HAH Joey! I bet you thought I’d say corgi! And I got you!

Definitely had to google this.

No.

NEXT QUESTION!

Goddamn Wrestlers I swear.

So i have never seen Face/Off, and I KNOW. I WANT TO. So by default it’s The Rock, and The Rock is a fucking amazing movie, so I ain’t even mad.

Not to late at all!

The BEST snack food... Hrm...

I mean I love potato chips, personally, but I try not to eat them. Not anymore, at least, because I can feel my arteries slowly closing as I put every chip in my mouth...

I’d honestly say, if accessible, the french fry. The french fry is the perfect snack-um. My brother actually just made home-made french fries, like cut the potatoes himself, last week, and they were fucking amazing.

Yeah.

Yeah I would.

I mean, I’d like to know the chance, ahead of time, personally, but I could get more than just burritos at Chipotle. Now, if my burrito BOWL exploding in my face randomly that’d just be kind of funny.

METROID.

Shit, they already did that one.

This is tricky, because there are a ton of really cool one offs that would be fun to bring back. But my totally bullshit answer is just gonna be a REAL Paper Mario RPG again. Even a Super Paper Mario 2 would be fucking amazing, but a sequel to Thousand Year Door, in conjunction with a TYD remaster on Switch, would be incredible.

Listen, I’m sorry I deleted you off my friends list in such glorious fashion Max. I’M SORRY!

But apparently Danny Juarez is gunning for my position, so in short, he’s dead to me.

Will keep you posted.

So here is a big thing I’ve realized, and there are still occasionally games I’ll like to stream, but I tend to listen to podcasts when I play games. When I stream, I can’t do that, and I end up falling really behind on my podcasts. But I’ve been streaming Destiny a lot lately, and will try and continue to do so.

Not having a schedule makes it super hard for me, and if I could figure out something consistent and fun to stream, I’d definitely give it a shot. But right now, I just don’t know. I got a new capture card, and that definitely helps, even though I mostly got it for video, but it ebbs and flows. Maybe there will be more on the horizon!

I got nothing else left in me this week, I am tired, and tuckered, and ready to just play some games and chill for the rest of my night.

Thank you all so much, for reading, supporting, asking, listening, everything you do.

Next week I’ll be asking YOU ALL a question for Sunday Chats again, so keep on the lookout, and until then...

keep it real.

[zdravstvuysclntse]

★ FILL IN THE QUESTIONS AS IF YOU ARE BEING INTERVIEWED FOR AN ARTICLE AND YOU WERE YOUR MUSE.

TAGGED BY: @radiomayak ty!

TAGGING: Everyone!

1. WHAT IS YOUR NAME?   "You can call me Nonna!”

2. WHAT IS YOUR REAL NAME? "Gosh, it’s a mouthful, I apologise; Noyabrina Alekseyevna Beriyeva.”

3. DO YOU KNOW WHY YOU’RE CALLED THAT? "Yes, ‘Noyabrina’ is a name referring to ‘November’, it’s a Soviet name, and when I was first ‘born’ I was actually nameless for a good year or so before the people who found me decided to give me a name. Really I should be ‘Oktyabrina’ since my official foundation date and birthday is October 4th, but it just so happened to be November when they named me. Alekseyevna is a patronym I chose myself, it’s because of the ‘Alyosha’ statue, and my old patronym, ‘Olegovna’, just sounded so clunky. As for Beriyeva, it was my father’s name; Beriya, and I’ve stuck with that name for most of my life, it’s the least I can do for him.”

4. ARE YOU SINGLE OR TAKEN? "Happily taken!”

5. WHAT ARE YOUR POWERS AND ABILITIES? "Is spitting ink an ability? Hah, I’m joking around with you.. I don’t know if these things count as ‘abilities’, but I have accelerated healing, accelerated strength and stamina, and I’m able to revive after a brief period of ‘death’ if I am killed. It’s pretty neat, huh?”

6. WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR EYES? "Blue, but people insist that they’re dark or navy blue.”

7. HAVE YOU EVER DYED YOUR HAIR? "Oh no... I could never do that.”

8. DO YOU HAVE ANY FAMILY MEMBERS? “Technically, yes. My ‘sister’ is the Kola Peninsula, Olgá. We aren’t related by blood, but she was here first and I was built out of her land, so she’s always been an older sister figure to me.”

9. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS? "I do! I have a corgi named Udacha.”

10. TELL ME ABOUT SOMETHING YOU DON’T LIKE. “I do not like hot weather. Ek, I absolutely hate it... It makes me feel so sluggish and so tired.”

11. DO YOU HAVE ANY HOBBIES OR ACTIVITIES YOU DO IN YOUR SPARE TIME? “I like to read, and I love to cook too! Recently I’ve also been trying my skills at working with metal, you know? Making jewellery and whatnot, it’s very exciting.”

12. HAVE YOU EVER HURT ANYONE BEFORE? "Hm. Of course, every single member of my species has...”

13. HAVE YOU EVER… KILLED ANYONE? "Mn, I’m sorry... I just.. I don’t know. Refer to the answer above.”

14. WHAT KIND OF ANIMAL ARE YOU? “... I guess I’m a squid.”

15. NAME YOUR WORST HABITS. “Ahhh, is holding grudges a habit? If so, I have a terrible habit of doing that. I can’t really think of any other bad habits right now.. Which sounds a little hot headed, doesn’t it?”

16. DO YOU LOOK UP TO ANYONE? “Oh of course... I mostly look up to my Nation, Russia! But I also look up to my sister too, I have to, she’s able to put up with me, after all.”

17. GAY, STRAIGHT, OR BISEXUAL? "Mn, straight I suppose. I really don’t know.”

18. DO YOU GO TO SCHOOL? "I haven’t ever been to school, I was raised during wartime and there was no time and no one to educate me. People have suggested to me that I look into taking some kind of undergraduate course, but I don’t know, it’s embarrassing, and I’m getting by just find without any academic education.”

19. DO YOU EVER WANT TO MARRY AND HAVE KIDS SOMEDAY? “Ah hah, that’s my dream. I would love to have children, and I would love to marry too, but unfortunately only the latter is possible. I’m physically unable to bear children, as in I don’t actually have a womb, or a uterus, or any of that stuff, I’m literally land personified, how am I supposed to reproduce? But I can definitely see Lucas and I marrying one day.”

20. DO YOU HAVE ANY FANS? "Fans? Oh, I’ve no idea.. If I do, I’ve never met any. That would be flattering, though.”

21. WHAT ARE YOU MOST AFRAID OF? “Fire. Without a doubt.”

22. WHAT DO YOU USUALLY WEAR? "Normally? I’ll wear a long, comfy skirt, or a pair of jeans and a simple long sleeved, high neck top. I have overalls for work, obviously, but for the rest of the time I’m wearing very simple things.”

23. DO YOU LOVE SOMEONE? "I love lots of people, but I especially love Lucas.”

24. WHAT CLASS ARE YOU? "Working slash middle class? I’m not sure. Maybe my status places me slightly higher above other middle class people, but I hope not.”

25. HOW MANY FRIENDS DO YOU HAVE? "Oh, enough! But I’m always open to more friends.”

26. WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS ON PIE? "Pies are amazing, they fill you up and they’re so simple to cook for the most part. Pie is a Godsend.”

27. FAVORITE DRINK? "Ooh, it has to be coffee, with tea as a very close second.”

29. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PLACE? “The Bay of Kola.”

30. ARE YOU INTERESTED IN SOMEONE? “Nope. Only Lucas.”

31. WHAT’S YOUR BRA SIZE?  “Aaah, can I sk-skip this one? That’s such an embarrassing question!”

32. WOULD YOU RATHER SWIM IN THE LAKE OR THE OCEAN? “Definitely a lake. It’s quieter.”

33. WHAT’S YOUR ‘TYPE’? "Hehe.. Big men. Big, scary looking men who are actually complete sweethearts, who’ll hold me, and love me, and make me feel safe. Lucas, basically, my “type” is Lucas.”

34. ANY FETISHES? “A few? But I’m not telling you!”

35. TOP OR BOTTOM? DOMINANT OR SUBMISSIVE? “Ugh. Fine. Submissive. Gosh, you sure are curious about my sex life.”

36. CAMPING, OR INDOORS? "I’ve never actually been camping! So I have to say indoors.”

37. ARE YOU WAITING FOR THIS INTERVIEW TO BE OVER? "No? I would prefer it if you cut down on the more invasive questions, but I’m in no hurry for this to be over! Unless you are? Oh... Oh you’re leaving, okay! Bye!”

[newtonsheffield]

Ahhh eddie dragged anthony to filth and i loved that for her,

but hey A RING!

Anthony sucking up to Thomas Sheffield even though he’s known the man for the past couple years is just the cutest thing

-💕

Edwina is like "Hello have we all forgotten that Anthony was once the Horndog Teenage boy trying to defile someone upstairs?! And from what I heard, he definitely succeeded!"

Hell YES Anthony has a ring for Kate! And the second they're done with University he wants to propose. And he wants to take her out one day and show her the house he wants to buy for them to live in, and he desperately wants to tell her about the corgi breeder he's been in contact with but first he has to tell the man who's been intimidating him since he was 17 that he wants to marry her. And that's really hard for him.

After Edwina's little grenade Anthony thinks it's a great idea to blurt out "Katie liked everything I Did!" in a complete panic.

Thomas stood a little slack jawed for several seconds before marching from the room and Anthony is cursing himself before Mary Sheffield, who's been conspicuously absent appears and shoves him into the living room after her husband and Anthony briefly wonders if he's about to get arrested or hit with Grandpa Sheffield's walking stick before Thomas very sternly says "I expect that were my daughter your wife you would treat her with the utmost respect. What are your plans for after university?"

Anthony is practically falling over himself to explain that he'll be working at his family firm and he wants to buy a house for them to live in, but he wants to wait until the midterm break when they'll both be back in London so she can see it before he buys it. "I love and respect Katie, Sir, and she's her own woman so I'm not asking for your permission, but I would like your blessing, and I know it would mean a lot to Katie."

They seem to be in a little bit of a standoff for a moment, neither of them pretending that Mary isn't loitering in the doorway, squealing excitedly "Then you have it. But Anthony? One toe out of line and you're not too old for the walking stick, Mate!"