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[ligbi]

300x300 Icon Bases // Wolf's Rain // Toboe, Who Doesn't Howl

[loustica-lucia]

Year of the (Dungeons &) Dragon(s)🎲🐉

When the year of the Dragon started, I doodled this, but I finally rendered it to celebrate the new lunar year!

Goodbye, year of the (Dungeons &) Dragon(s)🎲🐉 feat. my D&D OCs: Rocky Rockin', Paucke, Leara, Seraphina, Pöllo & Coco!

Back then, I planned to make an A3 print out of it, thus the format. I even started to make clean lines for Pöllo but went back to the "parchment" style instead!

[howdoyoudothedew]

Best Wolf’s Rain Character (semi-finals):

[wally-b-feed]

Anthony Fineran (B 1981), Leara Nar, 2023

[nerevar-quote-and-star]

If we’re in trouble, just throw a Dragonborn at the problem and hope for the best.

Akatosh, often, definitely

[cringelordofchaos]

fuvk fuck duck duck duck duck fuck

TOMOE NO YOURE SO STUPID YOURE SO FUCKING STUOID.

UGH

IDIOT I LOE HIU BUT IDUOT UGHGHCJHCD.

[cartoonnonsensegirl]

Headcanons for Fire Emblem avatar names:

Robin: Robin (male), Robyn (female)

Corrin: Cory (male), Corrine (female), Kamui (original name given by Mikoto before being kidnapped)

Byleth: Byleth (male), Blythe (female)

Alear: Alear (male), Raela, Leara (female)

[nerevar-quote-and-star]

. . . I get it now.

Today’s fuckable dragon of the day is…

ODAHVIING from SKYRIM

[howdoyoudothedew]

Best Wolf’s Rain Character (round two):

[nerevar-quote-and-star]

No, no, you misunderstood me. The best trope isn't the villain gets the girl, the best trope is the girl gets the villain.

The Last Dragonborn, after getting Miraak from Apocrypha, probably

[nerevar-quote-and-star]

Happy birthday, Leara 🌹

[twoidiotwriters1]

Almighty (Leo Valdez xFem!Oc)

A/N: Leara being sickening is my favorite thing in the world -Danny Words: 2,025 Series' Masterlist Previous Chapter // Next Chapter Listen to: 'BIRDS OF A FEATHER' -by Billie Eilish

XXXVII: Girl Talk! *Guttural Screaming*

Once the night comes, Ara talks with Calypso and Leo on the rooftop. She stands before them, no longer stressed about what she'll say. "Your journey ends here. We all know it even if we don't want to admit it."

Calypso smiles hesitantly. "I like it here." She looks at Leo, who's not smiling. "But Leo can't stay when you're on the move, all you wanted was to be together—"

"Because I thought he'd be happier, now I see I was wrong. He'll be better if he stays."

"Why don't you stop talking as if I'm not in the room?" He raises a brow. "I can speak for myself, ladies."

"Speak, then," Ara shrugs.

Leo opens his mouth, looking like he has a counterargument, but nothing comes. His brow furrows. "Well, so what if I like it here?" He says, sounding childish. "I also like it at camp, and I love you! Calypso can stay, she'll have fun with the garden and Jo can help her with her magic—and having people around won't let her miss the island, but me? I'm good on the run, Sunshine."

"You're tired, Leo," she retorts tenderly. "You've been carrying the weight of this quest for a whole month, and this isn't what you came back to life for."

"Cal, can you give us a moment?" Leo requests, his voice strangely steady.

"I'll give you the night," she squeezes his shoulder gently, then reaches for Ara's hand, "thank you for bringing me here. And Leo..." she looks at him with understanding. "You risked your life just to get me out of Ogygia—a friend like you is rare, and you can always count on me."

"Thanks, Cal." Once the girl leaves, he runs a hand over his face and sighs. "Listen, Arae... You know this don't come easy for me, and it sounds like the same over and over, but it's not. It is, but different—"

"Take your time," Ara guides him to sit on a nearby bench.

He sits and repeatedly taps "I love you" in Morse code on his knee. "When I met you, you wouldn't look at me for longer than a second unless I was doing some cool, Hephaestus-like thing. You liked me for my skills—I had only been called a good-for-nothing delinquent thanks to them before I met you..." His hand laces with hers. "A part of me felt I was just another boy that came to help you learn something about yourself and would eventually dissolve into nothing like..."

"Michael?" She offers softly. 

Leo lowers his gaze. "There is so much about you that doesn't need me... Chiron was right, romance is a distraction—And I'm selfish because I know it and I still cling to you and tell you I love you."

Ara squeezes his hand. "You're so wonderful—look at what you've accomplished! And I love you just as much as you love me, but we're not Helen and Paris, we're more than just a good couple, and I think we owe it to ourselves to find out what we can do without curses forcing us to speed-run our lives."

Leo cleans his nose with the back of his free hand. "Just my luck... Meeting a hot girl, then getting dumped once she's not forced to be with me."

"I'm not—"

"I know, I just—"

"I'm not dumping you," she clarifies. "On our first date, you told me 'I don't do slow', and that's why we're here. We ran through every first without enjoying them because we were too busy trying to reach the next step, and we don't even know where we want to go."

"We haven't done all the firsts," he points out. "But I get it."

Ara gifts him a smile. "Knowing that we'd like to be together forever isn't enough to make it work. I don't even know if I'll even grow old!"

"Man, that's the worst part," Leo runs a hand over his face once more. "If I felt sorry just for myself, that would be nothing new. I'd sit my ass and wallow in my misery knowing I'd survive it, but your fate? That's what's got me stressing—heck, I can't even begin to list all the ways the fates are screwing with you."

Ara stares at him plainly. "Thanks."

"Sorry," Leo says offhandedly. "But it's true. You gave your 100%, and they were like—Actually, you've got some left. Hand it over!"

"Well, I wanted everything I could get, and when you want everything..." Ara shrugs, her palms facing skyward. "You gotta give up all. I can't be the best and have a life."

"No life at all?" Leo asks, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her close. "Are you really going to let yourself die?"

Ara kisses his forehead. "No. What I did for Georgie and Lit..." she blushes with pride. "I think stuff like that would be worth all the thousand other terrible things immortality brings."

Leo feels himself breathing for the first time in days. "Good. I'll burn juicy offerings for you tonight," he kisses her neck. "What do you want?"

"From you? Cash only—or kisses, if you're feeling generous," she retorts playfully.

The boy grins approvingly. "You're my favorite Olympian already." He pecks her on the lips. "You know, I know we're not them... but I think Paris was right to start a war over Helen. People just don't get the vibe nowadays."

Ara laughs, which is all Leo ever truly wants out of life.

"I'll go find Cal so we talk to Emmie and Jo, tell them we're staying," Leo says as they reach the living area. "I'd tell you to sleep well, but..."

Ara kisses him softly. "Have a good night, I'll finish Festus for you."

"You're an angel," he mumbles before kissing her again.

When the boy leaves, Ara goes to the bronze dragon, crouching and opening a panel to ensure his wings aren't loose. While she's working, someone speaks over her, where the griffins' nests are. "Not tired?"

"Oh!" Lester's voice comes out shaky when he finds himself alone with Jimmy. "Um... Nah."

"You should try to sleep. The challenge you face tomorrow... I cannot imagine."

"I can," Ara whispers. "I've had this kind of night for years on end..." She could make her presence known, but as a former Aphrodite, hearing Lester make a fool of himself in front of a crush is far more entertaining. Also, Jimmy's voice is so nice and smooth that she could listen to it all day without a single thought in mind.

"Oh, I don't sleep much. I used to be a god, you know." Lester tries to flex. "And you? Are you a demigod?"

"An interesting word. I would say I am e·lo·mìíràn—one of the others. I am also a graduate accounting student at Indiana University."

Ara pauses at that, she didn't know he was old enough to have graduated, that means he's gotta be about the same age as Beckendorf if he and Silena had lived... the thought makes her a weird mix of happy and sorrowful.

"But Sssssarah said you worked for Commodus?" Lester continues. "You're a gladiator?"

"Not a gladiator. I only fight on weekends for money. Mixed martial arts. Gidigbo and Dambe."

"I don't know what those are."

A little laugh escapes Jimmy, though his chuckles are just as grave as his natural voice. "Most people don't. They are Nigerian martial-art forms. The first, Gidigbo, is a wrestling style of my people, the Yoruba. The other is a Hausa sport, more violent, but I like it."

"I see... You fight for money?"

"To pay my tuition. I did not know what I was getting into with this emperor person."

"And yet you survived... You can see that the world is, uh, much stranger than most mortals realize. You, Jimmy, must have lots of ìgboyà."

Jimmy laughs more, and Ara sees the reflection of Lester's soul light hitting Festus's surface. "Very good. My name is actually Olujime. For most Americans, Jimmy is easier."

"Well, Olujime. I'm pleased to meet you. We are lucky to have such a defender."

"Mmm. If we survive tomorrow, perhaps the Waystation can use an accountant. A piece of real estate so complex... there are many tax implications."

"Uh—"

"I am joking," he says, sounding amused. "My girlfriend says I joke too much."

Oh.

"Uh," Lester speaks, he sounds like he's about to throw up. "Your girlfriend. Yes. Will you excuse me?"

Ara hears his steps hurrying away and pulls herself out from Festus's ribcage, she looks up and finds Jimmy staring at the corner where Lester vanished with slight confusion. "You have to excuse my buddy," she speaks up, "he's acting like this whole thing isn't freaking him out, but he's barely holding on. A former god turned mortal, now that contains many tax implications, don't you think?"

Jimmy smiles in greeting. "General."

"I noticed you're not sleeping either," she pulls up one knee and leans on it, still holding a wrench in her hand. "Nervous?"

"Concerned," he admits. "For the well-being of this place. What you said today is true, it would be a pity to lose it, there aren't many spaces for people like us."

"People like us?" Ara raises a brow, but she's smiling. "But you and I are not quite the same, are we?"

"I asked that hunter about you, this Thalia Grace, and she seemed to know you well," he confesses. "All you've done for your people, the losses you've faced... We may not come from the same place, but you want what's best for everyone, and therefore I will follow you."

Ara's mind goes to something of less importance for the greater good, but far more pressing to her current situation. "You said you have a girlfriend?"

"She studies in Washington," Jimmy replies, his soul light a rich shade of jade.

"So long distance," Ara nods thoughtfully. "Can I ask you about her?"

The young man looks surprised that a girl like her is interested in his love life, but he agrees. Maybe Thalia mentioned she was born a daughter of love. "You can."

"What do you do when you miss her?" She asks, reaching for a dirty cloth to clean the stains off her wrench. "When nothing goes well, and she's far, and you can't reach her."

"I think of the good things," he responds, "good memories. Her laugh, our most recent call, or our dates."

"And when that's not enough?" She continues. "Like when Commodus locked you in that cell and you didn't know if you'd ever see her again, and you had no way to contact her. What was in your mind?"

Jimmy ponders. "On those days, I would simply talk to her in my head."

Ara stares at him. "But she didn't know you were doing that."

"She didn't know I was in danger either, so I was the only one who needed comfort," he replies wisely. "Sometimes looking after oneself is enough."

Ara lets out a scoff, looking down at her grimy hands. "I hear that a lot when people tell me what happiness is to them. Enough. They tell me they have enough friends, activities, or plans to keep them satisfied for a lifetime. I sit there thinking—what is enough? I've never had it."

"Is that why you became a General?"

"I wanted to prove others that I was capable of great things."

"And once you prove it, what is left for you?"

"That's still to be discovered," she gets up with a grunt. "But I've seen many people give everything for the safety of others, just like me..."

"And where are they now?"

"Dead."

"So when I steal it's bad, but when you steal it's all good?" Ara crosses her arms as she glares at the Mercedes Leo got for them.

"Hey, first of all, this isn't stolen, it's borrowed. You gotta bring it back within 24 hours or we're cooked. So you better avoid cops." He wraps his arms around her waist. "Second, it isn't free. It'll cost you five smooches."

Ara leans in, pressing five quick, gentle kisses on his lips while giggling. Lester clears his throat behind them before sliding into the car. "Better get going."

Meg fist-bumps Leo before sliding into the backseat. "Good luck."

"Yeah, you too. Look after my girl, won't you?"

"Yeah."

Leo kisses Ara's cheek and mumbles against it. "Pointless to ask you to be careful, huh?"

Ara moves away, giving him a look. "How about 'Come back on time to crush lame-old 'Modus butt'?"

He smirks, pulling her into a kiss one last time. "See you."

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[paolo-streito-1264]

Leara Petrova.

[illumiera]

Hi! I'm @nerevar-quote-and-star! I just came across your Fic Rec Fredas, and was wondering if it'd be okay for me to rec to you my ongoing fanfic, I Didn't Know You Were Keeping Count?

Here's the summary:

“Did you miss me?” “Bishop,” she whispered as a storm of turmoil thundered through her veins. He smirked at her. She felt her brain grind to a halt. As the ranger enfolded a statuesque Leara in his arms, she felt unattached from her body. She couldn’t feel her hands or her feet. If Bishop hadn’t been holding her, Leara knew she would’ve crumpled like paper. And when, the next moment, Bishop kissed her, one arm locked around her waist and the other hand tangled in her matted red hair, Leara didn’t fight him. No, she kissed him back. Leara Ormand, the Last Dragonborn, is trying to fulfill her destiny and stop Alduin while battling with her own feelings of self-doubt and anxiety. In walks Bishop, the ranger from the Skyrim Romance Mod, whose obsessioninfatuation only serves to make Leara worse. Along the way, she reencounters Ulfric Stormcloak, who she knew during the Great War — she prays he doesn’t remember her. Add in the Thalmor hunting her and Leara’s got a full plate. Naturally, there’s always a way to make it worse!

This is just me reaching out. You're under no expectation to actually read this. I thought I'd just offer.

Thanks so much!

Elm ✨

I Didn't Know You Were Keeping Count by A_Midwinter_Night_Dream86

Rated M | Multichapter | Ongoing | 129004 words | Bishop/LDB (one-sided); Ulfric Stormcloak/LDB (eventual) | Non-Con Elements

[nerevar-quote-and-star]

Yeah, Ulfric, just bone Leara before she lets the red dragon that's totally devoted to her do it.

Eryn: All the political stuff since the victory has kept you and Galmar apart. You just need to bone.

Ulfric Stormcloak: What did you say?

Ralof: Don't say it again-

Eryn: I said you two just need to bone.

Ralof: *deeply, DEEPLY uncomfortable*

Ulfric Stormcloak: Hhhhhhhhhhow dare you Eryn I am yoUR HIGH KING-

[5 Minutes later]

Ulfric Stormcloak: "BONE"?

[10 Minutes after that]

Ulfric Stormcloak: What happens in my bedroom, Eryn, is NONE of your business-

[20 Minutes after that]

Ulfric Stormcloak: "B O N E"?

[Another 40 minutes after that]

Ulfric Stormcloak: Don't EVER speak to me like that again! *He storms off*

Ralof: Why did you do that.

Eryn: He was pent up, and now he knows. Problem solved!

[The next day]

Ralof: So, I tried to get Yrsarald to take some of Galmar's responsibilities so that-

Ulfric Stormcloak: No need. Everything's fine.

Ralof: ...because you've figured out a better way to delegate?

Ulfric Stormcloak: No.

Eryn: Because you guys-

Ulfric Stormcloak: Yep.

Eryn: Ha! Knew it.

[Ulfric goes off to talk to Galmar and Yrsarald]

Ralof: ...

Eryn: See, what happened, is they had-

Ralof, at his limit: Okay, Eryn!

[evolvingsidekick]

BD - winners where are they now (incomplete)

I think someone requested this somewhere

Most females and recent males because there are just too many to do rn

At companies:

Miriam Gittens (s2013): Gibney Company

Alyssa Allen (s2014): Ballets Jazz Montreal

Brianne Sellars (s2014): Dallas Black Dance Theatre

Ashley Green (s2015): Alvin Ailey American dance Theater

Payton Johnson (j2012, t2015, s2017): L.A. Dance Project

Vivian Ruiz (s2019): Ballet BC

Kelis Robinson (t2018, s2020): The Batsheva Dance Company; The Juilliard School

Kiarra Waidelich (m2016, j2018, t2020): Royal Flux Company

Quinn Starner (t2017): New York City Ballet Corps de Ballet

Emma Sutherland (j2014, t2016): MashUp Contemporary Dance Co.

Sarah Pippin (t2011): Ballet BC

Timmy Blankenship (s2017): Sydney Dance Company; choreographer

Brady Farrar (m2014, j2017, t2021): ABT Junior Company

Easton Magliarditi (t2020): Royal Flux Company

Graham Feeny (t2015): Artistic associate at Gibney Company

Logan Hernandez (t2015): Göteborgs Operans Danskompani

Zenon Zubyk (t2013): Nederlands Dans Theater

Jonathan Wade (j2011, s2016): Rambert Dance Company

Wyeth Walker (s2017): Rubberband Dance Company

Faculty/teacher/choreography:

Lucy Vallely (t2015, s2018): Broadway Dance Center, freelance choreographer

Jayci Kalb ( j2011, t2014, s2016): The Dance Centre; Radio City Clara 2010

Taylor Sieve (s2016): Jump Dance Convention

Jenna Johnson (s2012): DWTS pro, 24 Seven Dance Convention

Jazzmin James (t2012, s2015): faculty several intensives

Jaycee Wilkins (j2015): Club Dance Studio

Sophia Lucia (j2014): Dancelab OC

Brynn Rumfallo (m2014): Strive Dance Workshop (own project)

Talia Seitel (m2012): Project 21 (part-time)

Lex Ishimoto (t2014, s2016): Jump Dance Convention

at University/college:

Ellie Wagner (s2019): Ohio State University Dance Team

Ella Horan (s2021): USC Kaufman

Kayla Mak (m2014, s2021): The Juilliard School; Radio City Clara 2014, 2015

Brianna Keingatti (s2022): The Juilliard School

Julia Lowe (s2023): USC Kaufman

Ava Wagner (j2018): University of Minnesota Dance Team

Avery Gay (m2015, j2017): University of Arizona School of Dance

Leara Stanley (m2011): Duke University

Sam Fine (s2023): USC Kaufman; Young Arts 2022

Seth Gibson: The Juilliard School

Alex Shulman (s2022): New York University Tisch Dance

Joziah German (m2014, t2018, s2020): The Juilliard School

Joey Gertin (t2018): The Juilliard School

Professional dancer/choreographer:

Simrin Player (t2014, s2017): The Voice, Missy Elliot, Justin Bieber, RBD

Jaxon Williard (s2021): Rihanna, Madonna, Lil Nas X

D'Angelo Castro (j2012, t2016, s2019): DWTS troupe

Findlay Mcconnell (t2017, s2019): Tate McRace

Christian Smith (s2018): Tate McRae, NBC's Saved by the Bell

Keanu Uchida (s2014): Dancer the Musical; also a big advocate for protecting dancers and calling out inappropriate behaviour

Eric Schloesser (s2014): Lady Gaga, Katy Perry, Dua Lipa, Billie Eilish, J Balvin; choreographer, creative director, designer; Dana Foglia Dance Company

Other/a combo of things:

Bianca Melchior (s2011): actor, dancer, singer; Nick Jonas, Alessia Cara, own music; faculty at On The Floor dance competition

Tate McRae (m2013, j2015, t2018): singer/songwriter

Bostyn Brown (j2016, t2019): Professional assistant at DanceOne

Megan Goldstein (t2017); dancer, photographer

Christina Ricucci (t2013): actor, musician, dancer

Bella Klassen (j2017): The Space, vlogger

Kalani Hilliker (j2013): influencer, teaching at several places (Danceplex, MBA)

Elliana Walmsley (m2018): influencer, DWTS Junior, Radio City Clara 2019

Diana Pombo (m2016): singer/songwriter, dancer, actor; Young Arts voice 2023+2024

Morgan Higgins (t2016, s2018): dancer, aerialist

Zelig Williams (s2013):dancer/actor: MJ the Musical, Hamilton

Daniel Gaymon (s2011): dancer/actor; Broadway (Cats, The Lion King); Hamilton national tour, La La Land

Ricky Ubeda (t2011, s2012): choreographer, actor; Steven Spielberg's West Side Story

Michael Hall (s2015): Saturday Night Fever the Musical, tv dancer in Cairo, Egypt; teacher

Julian Elia (t2014): Steven Spielberg's Westside Story, working on the development of a new Broadway musical

Sage Rosen (t2016): influencer; DWTS Junior

Ryan Maw (j2015, t2017): choreographer, dancer, actor: High School Musical: The Musical - The Series

Holden Maples (j2016, t2019): dancer, teacher, choreographer

Competing/not graduated honorable mentions:

Cameron Voorhees (m2018, j2021, t2023): Evolve Dance Complex; starting career as a teacher/choreographer

Crystal Huang (m2019, j2021, t2023): The Rock Center for Dance, Bayer Ballet Academy; Prix De Lausanne 2024, Young Arts 2024, Radio City Clara 2021

Hailey Bills (m2017, t2022): Center Stage Performing Arts Studio, DWTS Junior

Brightyn Brems (m2017): DWTS Junior

Avery Hall (t2022): Danceology; Young Arts 2023

Savannah Kristich (t2021): The Rock Center For Dance; Twyla Now

Savannah Manzel (m2020): Larkin Dance Studio, Radio City Clara 2023

Kya Massimino (m2021): Radio City Clara 2023

Ian Stegeman (m2019, j2021, t2023): Woodbury Dance Center, Young Arts 2024