#lil fe got around-

[loveleftbehind]

“Sometimes i think about past lovers.. Aside from that one who cheated, of course. He can rot.”

“.. I wonder how they’re doing these days.. I do hope they’re okay.”

[moeblob]

I am really tired of a situation rn.

[alo-piss-trancy]

Just wanna show off my girl from I/nquisition real quick... it still startles me sometimes in cutscenes just how TALL she is, esp compared to Varric lmao I love it

Still figuring out her character and idk for sure who she'll romance yet. Dual Dagger Rogue. 🤔 I really wish we had proper origin stories to play through instead of like, the vague cobbling together of facts you choose from when you talk to the historian lady. So far all I really have is that she's kinda middle of the road: she takes no shit, can be very blunt. Not outright mean usually, but reserved and mistrustful of most ppl since she's had a lifetime of anti-qu/nari racism to deal with :/ She'll never be overly friendly lol. Tbh she really doesn't like or care about all this Being The Hero stuff or the politics/church mess. She'd dip out and just go back to her shady mercenary work if she could, but alas she cannot since she'd rather the world not, you know, end. She'll help the ppl who are starving or need medicine bc she's not cruel- but she sees most of this as a huge PITA instead of a chance to do good or a magical noble calling lol

My brave warden queen or benevolent hero Hawke she is not lmao

[midnightarcheress]

stress-relief

husband!Simon helping his wife!reader with her stress <3 cw: nsfw. mdni. fem reader, masturbation, squirting, a lil overstim.

you shuffle through the bag to find the keys to your home, only to drop it the minute you raise it to unlock the door. great. it’s one of those days where everything goes wrong, and you want nothing more than to shut out the world and curl up in bed, silently praying for the next one to be better. 

you pick up the keys from the doormat and swing open the door of your flat, hoping that the familiar scent flooding your lungs will help you ground yourself back to a more serene state. tossing your coat and bag aside, your gaze falls on the tall man quietly reading on the sofa, sweetly mouthing a “welcome back, love.” that you dismiss with a grunt, stomping your way to the bedroom.

‘uh-oh.’ Simon thinks, siren already buzzing and red light blinking in his brain, making him pull up to his feet at god-speed and quickly follow you to your shared room, being met with your clothes scattered around and the sound of running water coming from the bathroom. he promptly puts away your discarded attire and sits on the edge of the bed, patiently waiting for you.

you stay in the shower for some good thirty minutes, allowing the water to wash away your stress as you massage your scalp. the weight finally falls from your shoulders and flows down the drain, leaving you alone with the tiredness that’s been brewing in your tense muscles since you stepped out of the house. with a long, weary sigh, you drape the towel around your body and walk out the bathroom, tiny droplets cascading from your hair to your chest, descending on the swell of your breasts and stirring your husband’s cock in his pants.

“gonna tell me wha’ got you so cranky, dove?” he asks with the slightest of teasing, knowing he’s staggering on the thin line of your temper.

“‘m sorry, jus’ a hard day.” you mutter sheepishly, turning to get some well-deserving comfy clothes on the dresser

“c’mere,” you barely have time to react before Simon pulls you by the wrist onto the bed, positioning your body between his legs as he rests on the headboard, “talk to me, lovie.”

his hands brush your arms delicately, fingers running up and down your skin as you start addressing the misfortunes of your day. how a jerk cut you off in traffic, how a client screamed at you on the phone after you explained it wasn’t possible to fulfill his request, how your long awaited sweet treat after lunch fell straight to the floor, how your mother called just to raise hell at you for not visiting enough, how your boss scolded you for a mistake that wasn’t even your fault.

“hm, she said tha’?” he murmurs, massaging the knots on your shoulders and slowly drifting his hands downwards, opening up the lightly damp towel that’s clinging to your frame as you ramble. his rough, calloused skin finds its way to your soft tits, gently kneading the fat while his lips plant small kisses all over your neck.

“i swear that woman’s out to get me, don't know how i haven’t been fired yet.”

“she knows tha’ place would fall apart without ya, doll. you’re the only one with a brain there,” he coos sweetly in your ear, fingers traveling down your stomach and reaching your mound, making your breath hitch in your throat. Simon smirks at your reaction, feeling your head tipping back to rest on his shoulder and your still wet hair soaking his shirt, “let me help you decompress, eh?”

you, too tired to resist the offer, let him spread your legs with ease, compliant to the touch of your loving husband. his middle finger smears the hasty arousal leaking from your cunt through your slit, softly caressing your folds as you melt into his arms. “so wet f’me, love.” he chuckles, slightly rubbing your clit as you hum.

his moves are tame, gradually pooling the warmth in your belly, taking his time to shape your tension until it’s the right moment to set you free. his finger toys with your entrance before sliding in, feeling the familiar walls of your cunt clenching around it, causing you to breathe heavily at just the beginning.

“you like tha’?” he whispers, introducing another finger on your tight hole as you turn to bury your face on his neck, mewling with pleasure and pain while he stretches you, digits hitting all the right spots. by the time he speeds up the thrusting, your moans are erratic, gasped, barely leaving your throat as you grasp his forearm in a desperate attempt to ground yourself, even with your brain reaching the fucked-out point by a simple touch.

his thumb lazily strokes your swollen nub as he continues to be knuckles-deep inside of your velvety walls, curling his fingers just enough to earn a squeal out of you. the coil on your lower stomach tightens, fibers threatening to snap at any second as Simon murmurs sugary praises in your ears whilst nipping the skin where your neck meets your shoulder, the love bite’s stings only intensifying the pleasure coursing through your bloodstream.

“Simon, ’m gonna-” you don’t even have the energy to complete your sentence before your juices flood on his hand, the god’s nectar gushing from your pussy and dripping from his wrist onto the long forgotten towel, as he bullies your clit to overstimulation. you cry out his name like a prayer, begging whatever higher power out in the universe to let you keep that sensation forever.

“looks like someone really needed tha’,” he laughs and you feel the deep rumbling from his chest on your naked back, only driving you closer to the edge as your legs convulse at the overwhelming thrill of your nervous system. your frantic moans echo in the room when Simon raises his free hand to your nipple, rolling the hardened tip between his thumb and index, painting twinkling stars in the ceiling, the scintillation being too much to keep your vision clear. “think ya got another one f’me, princess?” 

he doesn’t wait for your answer; he knows how to treat his precious wife and can cite by heart the prescription to get you to sleep better than any pill would. tears prickle in the corner of your eyes when he starts again, just barely giving you time to recover from the near out-of-body experience. 

his new rhythm is harsh, pulling your thighs - fully covered in slick and arousal - over his to keep you spread open, and fiercely pounding two digits inside you. you squirm and press yourself harder against his broad chest, babbling incoherently as he pumps his thick and scarred fingers somehow even deeper than before. 

“Si, ‘s too much, i can’t-” you choke out, streams rolling down your cheeks as he builds another orgasm out of you. half-lidded eyes meet his hazel irises in a lustful gaze, pleading in agony for another release before your body gives out.

it doesn’t take much before a jolt of electricity tingle beneath your skin and makes you cum, getting you blissfully drunk by finger-fucking only while your peak ripple through your core. your hands sternly grip on the sheets under your limp body, the frenzy running its way through every corner of your being, clouding your vision and leaving you in a divine peaceful haze.

your limbs twitch slightly as you come down from your high, Simon holding you tight in his burly arms and pressing kisses on your pretty face. “you did so good, lovie,” he praises, his thumb rubbing soothing circles on your belly, “could’ve given ya s’much more but your eyes are so droopy already,” his quiet laugh almost lull you to sleep right there and then, “feeling better?”

you nod, eyes tempting to close as the fatigue washes over you, weariness creeping up your mind after a hell of a day and a celestial end to it. “thank you, Si.” you mumble with nothing but affection in your voice, utterly elated by the sight of your devoted husband cradling you. 

“anything for ya, my wife.”

just a little something i thought of while procrastinating my other works lol

[celestialprincesse]

Could you do a poly 141! If you’re comfortable with it! I’d prefer fluffy poly 141. Or if you’re not comfortable! Maybe Ghoap or just ghost x reader fluff! I’m not that big of a smut fan when it comes to cod, these poor military men just need a hug

with lots of love - 🩰

FERAL FOR POLY 141 FE RAL FERAL FERAL can u tell that I like this dynamic just a lil bit ( a totally normal amount )

You're pottering around the kitchen when the boys come home from the gym, said boys not including a very sullen Johnny who threw his knee out last week leading you to promptly issue a very firm bed rest order, swatting your tea towel at him when he'd attempted to slip out this morning with his gym bag.

Kyle is on you immediately to see what you're whipping up, whilst John goes off to shower and Simon goes to bring in more logs for the slowly dwindling fire. You attempt to shoo Kyle away as he and Johnny sidle up to your back, nipping at your neck or toying with your hair - making your cooking far more difficult. You successfully manage to shoo Johnny away with a spoonful of creme brûlée stuffed into his open mouth, whilst Kyle sticks at your side like a limpet, whinging about how he'd missed you at the gym and that the boys are all so testosterone-y, which you promptly shut up with a gentle kiss to his waiting lips. With the first lot of grumbling military men out of your hair, you seek Simon out where he smokes on the porch, a steaming mug of earl grey in one hand and a brownie in the other. He promptly moves his cigarette to his other hand so that he can scoop you up against his side, resting his chin against the crown of your head, breathing in the smell of your shampoo and perfume appreciatively. You yourself give an appreciative hum at the warmth of his presence, your wellies and pyjama shorts not doing very much against the chilly morning outside the cozy confines of home.

"How's Johnny?" He rumbles into your hair, pulling back momentarily to take a drag from his cigarette before sidling back up to you. "A pain in the ass." You huff fondly back, unable to hide the pity in your voice for the normally eternally energetic Scotsman. "Cabin fever's got him practically bouncing off the walls." "And you? Are you doing okay, birdie?" "M' just happy to have all my boys home and safe." The sound of your voice melts into the quiet birdsong and the eternally soothing sound of Simon's slightly raspy breathing from the deviated septum he'd managed to get after breaking his nose a few years back.

The sound of the door swinging open doesn't disrupt you and Simon from your shared moment of peace, John coming out with one of his cigars hanging between his lips, free hand snaking around your waist as he leans against the porch. Quickly you notice the phone balanced between his ear and shoulder, and his expression focussed intently on what the person on the other end is saying. John puffs away at his cigar, fidgeting absently with the waistband of your shorts whilst you and Simon chat away about nothing, careful not to let your voices be heard by whoever John's on the phone to.

Growing sick of the cold, you give Simon and John kisses respectively before retreating inside where Kyle and Johnny have settled on the couch, playstation controllers in hand and a video game shown on the large flatscreen Johnny'd insisted you all bought when you moved in together. You're quick to shimmy up beside Johnny, settling your head on his lap, soothed by the sound of he and Kyle talking about the game, John and Simon soon joining the three of you. Simon squishes between Kyle and Johnny in order to play with your hair and chat to you about your day, whilst John gathers your legs up and plops them into his lap, tracing patterns across the bare skin of your calves as he reads something on his phone.

You eventually find yourself dozing off in spite of the ruckus around you, only waking at midday when you're coaxed off of the couch by Kyle who carries your tired body to the simple dining room where the others are laying the table, diligently having taken the large piece of meat you'd been slow roasting all morning from the oven, placed in the middle of the table.

The boys thank you as you all tuck into the hearty, late lunch you'd prepared, laughter and chatter filling the cozy room, gratitude palpable amongst you.

[charcoallbaby]

fake marriage

smuttyyyyy ofc so 18+ also a lil toxic

tired asf i’ll do a spelling check tmrw thx for reading!

having a fake marriage was definitely one of the best thing to ever exist especially since i get paid to pretend to love a man who is basically heartless, well to most people he is.

i get to live in a giant penthouse in the city of boston, i get a huge bedroom, with a ensuite plus a balcony, free clothes, mostly everything gets handed to me.

as much i love being in this fake marriage, there are some cons mostly because of matt. i mostly hate hearing him fuck girls in the room next to me, when i can’t do anything like that, he’s very protective of me, he gets jealous very easily, he doesn’t really let me talk to any male being while he’s with me. he punishes me by not paying me that week which doesn’t really effect me, the amount of money i’ve made since this marriage is insane, it would take me months to run through it. but in matt’s eyes he’s somehow “punishing me.”

tonight was a black-tie event for one of his many company’s. he got me a vintage chanel dress from the 90s. it was the most beautiful dress i’ve ever laid my eyes on, i knew the price of the dress would be nothing to him, he just wantedme to look good standing beside him.

“ready?” matt asked while fixing his cufflinks on his wrist. “yeah, i just need to get my heels on.” i grabbed my silver heels from my collection of different types of heels.

“the cars outside y/n.” he looked me up and down. “fuck, can you grab my bag?” i asked slipping myheels on. he rolled his eyes and grabbed my bag off my vanity. “thank you.” i took my small clutch from his hands and made my way to the elevator.

“behave tonight,” matt whispered in my ear before placing his hand around my waist, smiling for the cameras. “i always do.” i say through my teeth. “we’ll see about that love.” he pressed a light kiss to my cheek.

everything is for the cameras and i mean that. the touching, the kissing, theres no contact between us at home. before today i hadn’t spoken to matt in probably 3 days. not that he would talk to me anyway. he only talks to his parents, his 2 brothers, the maids who clean the house(mostly flirting) and the girls he fucks in the guest bedroom, matt would never dare to fuck a girl in his own bed, he’s really weird about that type of thing, he hates when anyone goes into his room well everyone but the maids, as i said he flirts with them a lot, just to make them blush, it boosts his already massive ego. after i come home from picking up some groceries up or going to visit my friends, i hear him making up some story of how he saved an animal or how much money he gives to charity which i know he does. but he hates people, hates them other than the couple people he talks to.

mine and matt’s hands were interlinked as we walked into the building.

“how long have you guys been married?” the older women infront of us asked. i looked up at matt before speaking, “well me and matt have been together 3 years, married for 1,” i gave a fake smile to the women. “that’s just so beautiful!” she chimed. matt gave the women a small smile. “wait!” “what about kids, do you have kids?” matt’s let go of my hand and put the hand i just holding around my waist. i cleared my through before awkwardly laughing. “no, no,” “not as of right now,” i smiled. “maybe soon,” matt finally spoke. “oh really!” she exclaimed. “yes matt really!” i looked up at him, he looked down at me before looking back at the women. “maybe not soon, but in the future.” he licked his lips. “wonderful!” “it was nice talking to your mr and mrs sturniolo, i’m going to find my husband he wanders off!” she laughed. “you too.” matt gave her a straight lined smile. “bye.” i smiled.

me and matt watched her walk away. “fuck,” he took a deep breath. “having kids soon are we?” i turned to him. he moved both his hands around my waist as he looked down at me. “only said that for people to have something to talk about,” i could feel his warm hands through my dress. “it’s crazy how such a cold hearted person can make something up like that,” i teased him. he looked away from me, chuckled before looking back at me again. “you look good.” he licked his teeth. “yeah you too.” i touched his right bicep.

“thank you everyone for coming tonight,” matt awkwardly had his hand in his pocket as he gave a speech. “i would like to thank my team and my wife,” “thanks.” he awkwardly put his drink up in the air before taking a sip.

the room was filled with people loudly clapping.

“what’s wrong?” matt asked as he came down by from the stage. “my feet hurt.” i whined. “y/n baby, i didn’t marry you to whine about your feet come on let’s get a drink.” he put his hand on my back and guided me towards the bar.

“what would you guys like?” the bartender asked. “scotch on the rocks,” “y/n?” matt asked. i looked at the bartender. he smiled at me. i gave him back a small smile. i cleared my throat. “i’ll have a-” “she’ll have a glass of white wine,” matt interrupted me. “alright, that’ll be coming straight up,” he looked at me. “are you trying to piss me off?” he leaned down and whispered into my ear. “no,” i gulped. “you were flirting with that guy,” “matt i just smiled.” “we’re going home, come on.” he grabbed my hand.

the car ride was silent. matt was on his phone making the back of the SUV slightly light up. i looked out the window, mostly trying to notfall asleep.

matt pressed the button for the elevator. he stood there my heels in his hand while looking down at the marbled floor on the lobby floor.

the elevator opened, no one inside. we both walked in. matt pressed the number for our apartment before leaning his head against the wall behind him, closing his eyes. he looked so sexy, his jawline was sharp as fuck, his long hair falling over his eyes and his tie wrapped around his shoulders, he took it off when we got in the car. i pressed the emergency button making the elevator immediately stop. matt’s eyes darted open. he looked at me.

“why’d you stop the elevator y/n?” he groaned. “why are you so overly protective with me matt?” “you know i don’t flirt with guys especially in front of you, you love to make shit up did you see me flirt with that bartender?” “i simply smiled at him as a nice human does,” i crossed my arms. matt rolled his eyes. “what would you like to pretend that i don’t care?” “y/n, you think i care about who you flirt with?” “i actually couldn’t care fucking less, i just you know like to make this marriage look a little bit realistic,” he leaned over and re-pressed over apartment floor button. the elevator began moving again. “this marriage would be a little realistic when i have people over for you to not be fucking some girl,” i looked down at my nails. “what’d say?” “you heard me loud and clear,” the elevator doors opened. “thanks for holding my heels baby.” i grabbed the heels from his hand and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek just to piss him off even more.

i made my way to my room before matt grabbed my arm turning me around. “who do you think you are?” matt asked. i shrugged my shoulders before turning back around. “y/n!” matt yelled, pulling me back and pressing me against the wall beside us. “come on baby, tell me,” matt roughly held my waist. “i’m your wife matt,” i looked up at him. “your my wife y/n and i would like if you actually listened to me when i talked to you,” his grip on my hips became softer. “i’m sorry, i promise i’ll listen better next time daddy,” i batted my eyelashes. his eyes rolled into the back of my head. “i’m going to bed.” he backed away from me. “sweet dreams husband.”

after the little scene matt made, i changed out of my dress and walked into the kitchen to find a snack to eat.

i sat myself down at the kitchen island, a bowl of ice cream in front of me, my phone in my left hand, the spoon in my right. i had been thinking of eating this ice cream all day and now i finallygot a chance.

i was nearly half way through the bowl before shirtless matt walked into the kitchen, he had those plaid pj pants he loved with of course the waist band of his boxers sticking out. i rolled my eyes before focusing back onto the ice cream. i could hear matt open the fridge. i quickly looked at his back. it was so defined, his tattoos making it way hotter that it actually had to be.

“do we have any spare batteries anywhere?” i spoke. matt turned around, opened-water bottle in his hand. “why?” he asked. “for my vibarator,” i popped the spoon into my mouth. matt choked on his water. “do you know?” i asked. he cleared his throat. “yeah, there’s some in the uh-in my office on my desk.” he swallowed. “okay thanks!” i cheekily smiled. matt mumbled something i couldn’t make out before walking back to his room.

i opened matt’s office door to find him sitting on one of the couch’s controller in his hand playing his playstation. hm coincidence.

“sorry i just need to grab those batteries,” i walked past him and looked around his desk. i couldn’t see them. “matt where are they?” i turned around and looked at him. “they should be there,” he said not taking his eyes off the tv. i rolled mine while looking back down at the desk. “matt it’s an empty packet,” i held it up. he finally looked at me.“oh shit yeah- i was just being a nice husband, i already put the batteries in for you there sweetheart,” he flashed me a smile before looking back at the tv. i stomped over right infront of him. “i can’t see the tv princess,” “pause it then,” i bit the inside of my cheek. he paused it, placing the controller beside him. “you went through my stuff?” “you held my viborator!” “yeah, it was a nice one,” he smirked at me. “what the fuck!” “your insane!” i yelled. “eh,” “i’m not that bad love.” he opened his legs, man spreading.

i exhaled. “why would you think that would be a good idea?” i put a hand through my hair. “it was a nice gesture, don’t you think?” he poked the inside of his cheek with his tongue. i groaned. “it’s fucking weird!” “your not even my real husband!” “well if this makes you feel any better i did it so it would make the marriage more realistic,” he titled his head at me. “don’t bring that shit back up matt!” i whimpered.

“come on, it’s okay,” matt pulled himself more towards me. he placed his hands on my waist while looking up at me. “matt what are you doing?” i groaned. “it’s okay.” he pressed his warms lips against my stomach. i slowly closed my eyes. his lips stayed on my stomach while he slipped a finger up my shorts and into my underwear. he slid his finger into my soaking core. i let out a moan. he moved his finger inside me. after a few seconds his finger left me. i opened my eyes. his finger in his mouth. “oh fuck, you taste good,” he moaned. “let me eat you out,” he pulled me by the waistband of my shorts towards him making me fall down onto his lap. i quickly felt how hard he was underneath me. “lay there,” he said moving the controller onto the coffee table in front of us. i nodded my head. i layed myself down. matt licked his lips before pulling my shorts and underwear off. he placed himself between my legs. he was quick to slowly suck my clit. i cried out. “all you do is touch yourself y/n, i bet your dying for this,” matt groaned against me. he slipped his tongue into my licking up all my juices like it’s the best thing he’s every tasted. my hands were pulling onto his hair while parting my mouth open in pleasure. “ma-matt!” i cried out. “nearly there baby?” he pulled away from me making his warm breath hit off the pool he was between. “mhm.” i mumbled.

matt gave me one long stride between my folds before pulling away from me. i opened my eyes and whined. i was on the edge of coming. “i wanna fuck you,” matt said feeling his hard on through his pants. “okay-okay.” i breathed out. “not here, in my room.”

matt placed me down onto his bed, his lips softly meeting mine. we’ve kissed before around people but not alone, it felt so much more different this time.

“you on the pill?” he asked pulling his boxers down. i nodded my head. “i’m gonna fuck you without a condom cause to be fair, i don’t really care if i get you pregnant, your my wife after all.”

matt was inside me, not moving. i was trying to adjust his size. “you can do it, i know you can, matt whispered into my ear. “mhm,” i mumbled. he started to move inside me slowly but then started to pick it up. his arm was hovering over me, grabbing the headboard for support “fuckkkkkkk,” he moaned. “y/n, i’m gonna fuck you until the sun rises okay?” he grunted. “y-yeah.” i let out. “such a girl good for me.” he placed a kiss to my lips. his necklace that had a horse pendant was dangling over me, i got him it for his birthday that he claimed to only wear when we have to put our act on but he wears it all time.

i clenched around matt for like the 4th time in the last 2 and half hours.

matt dropped himself down beside me. “it gets better every fucking time y/n i swear.” matt said before sucking a nipple into his mouth. “mhm, i know baby.” i closed my eyes and put a hand through his hair and down his neck.

he popped my nipple out of his mouth before looking up at me. “you wanna order food, we can fuck inbetween don’t worry, i just hungry as fuck when i have sex,” he leaned his chin between the gaps my boobs. “yeah i could eat something i’m starving,” i ran my hand over his cheek. “your choice to pick.” he said before kissing my lips and getting up to throw his pj pants back on. i looked up at him sprawled out on his bed, naked. “am i the only girl you’ve had in this bed?” i asked. “pretty much,” he grabbed his t-shirt from the ground. “i feel special,” i grinned. he jokingly rolled his eyes. “don’t worry, not gonna happen again,” “that’s what you say until you hear me moan your name while my vibartor is between my thighs,” i sat up. “you think of me?” he chuckled. i nodded my head. “my wife actually thinks of me while masturbating, im a lucky man.”

“yeah, no more sex.” i spoke before rolling my eyes.

[burrrows]

Okay I had a thought. Joe x reader fluff with the song “Until I Found You” by Stephen Sanchez.

until i found you

ask and you shall receive... more loosely inspired than completely derived from the song?? which i hope you still like :p no warnings just a fluffy lil blurb, maybe a lil smidge of angst but that's all!

A warm breeze whips your hair across your face and you don't notice it, but Joe is watching across the yard with a small smile on his face as you laugh lightly and pick the loose strands out of your lip gloss. You seem so in your element, surrounded by your mutual friends and his teammates, laughing at someone's lame punch line, cheeks flushed pink from the heat and maybe one too many champagne flutes.

He gets this strange feeling in his chest, in his stomach, like he could scream or cry or collapse in the best way – this feeling that he always get just looking at you. Like he loves you so much that it could take him apart from the inside out.

In moments like these he always takes himself back to the start of his rookie year, that one cold night with the biggest snowstorm of the season when he let the chill in the air turn him cold, too. When he'd taken your sweet little heart into his hands and squeezed a little too tight, cracked it a little under too much pressure. He remembers exactly what he said to you that night.

"Date nights and holidays will be here. You will be here. My career won't."

He didn't mean it. And you'd never known your Joe to be malicious, conniving, or to hurt anything or anyone intentionally. But his implication that your relationship, that you weren't important to him at the time felt purposeful, like he was truly trying to hurt you.

He had let you slip out of his fingers, the stupidest fumble he'd made in the entirety of his football career, in the entirety of his life. He'd let you go, but he'd quickly found out how impossible it was for him to even function knowing he wouldn't be coming home to texts and calls and your touch.

The following month he'd show up at your doorstep equipped with a bouquet of your favorite flowers and an extensive apology alongside a thought-through pitch for you to take him back, a request to let him love you again.

Letting you go then, to this day, was the stupidest decision he'd ever made, and he never let himself forget it. Especially now, watching the way you threw your head back with that smile on your face at something Hubbard said (and it couldn't have been that funny).

A firm hand comes down on his shoulder and startles him out of his thoughts, pulls him into attention at the rest of his surroundings again. He recognizes the hand as Ja'Marr's when he takes a glance, and he's handed a glass of his own.

"You already got the girl, brother. You gonna stand and watch over here like a creep or you gonna go enjoy what you got?"

Joe scoffs a laugh at his best friend, knocking back his champagne and handing the glass back to a cheeky Ja'Marr, who stalks back over to the team to snicker about how whipped their quarterback is.

You feel his arms around your waist before you feel his chest hit your back and his scent flood your senses. It's barely audible, but he lets out this little sigh, so chock full of content and comfort that your body melts into his on instinct.

He gets a whiff of your shampoo as you soften to his touch, and he feels so lovesick that he can't stop himself from turning you away from your friends to face him.

"Hey hotshot," you tease when your eyes meet his, toothy grin lighting up your face.

"Hello beautiful," he hums, leaning towards you to nudge the tip of your nose with his, hands firm on your waist as yours come to rest up on his broad shoulders.

He could let his eyes flutter closed and stand here with you, just like this, for the rest of his goddamn life. He could say fuck it to the team, fuck it to the NFL, to the entire sport of football to stand here with you.

But instead he feels you tip toe to press your lips to his and he feels his heart start to hammer in his chest when you pull him a little closer. His hands bunch up your cute little dress when he lets his grip tighten and he can feel his head swimming, thoughts getting lost as you move your lips with his.

He's ripped out of his state of grace when you detach your mouth from his, startled by a teammate, probably Ja'Marr, wolf whistling in the distance.

"Get a room!"

"Y'all gonna go at it right here?"

The boys won't stop hollering at the two of you, and you're laughing it off, this joyous little sound that Joe would almost be willing to let his team keep eliciting from you if it didn't mean he was missing out on kissing you silly.

He shoots them a pointed glare before shifting his gaze back to you, where your eyes meet and both of you soften to one another once again.

It's just a mumble, words spoken under his breath for only the two of you to hear, but the message rings as clear as if he was screaming it to the skyline, and blood rushes to your cheeks.

"You know, even if we had met twenty years later, I wouldn't haven fallen in love until I met you."

[boundlesschaos]

TOA Anniversary Munday

Celebrating TOA and the people who contribute to make our group what it is. Repost, don't reblog. Only fill in what you feel comfortable sharing! Happy anniversary, TOA! Here's to many more years spent together. [Original by Neffi can be found here!]

Name: Ruru

Pronouns: any/all

Birthday (no year): 6/14

Where are you from? What is your time zone? Grew up in the East Coast, currently back living there. EST timezone.

How long is your roleplay experience? Easily 15+ years. I did RP on DeviantArt of all things (and even became a mod of said rp); moved to tumblr RP when it got popular, but then took a break for a few years when tabletop games took interest proper; returned to RP when Cecil and I found TOA.

How were you introduced to roleplaying as a whole? Outside of DeviantArt, I grew up playing a lot of make believe games with friends, which eventually moved to text. But really, dA was the big one that hooked me to RP proper....wild...

How were you introduced to TOA? Cecil was the one who found it? But I was wishing for more tumblr RPs around the time, since discord ones felt too intimidating.

Do you have any pets? Viola! Cute lil cat daughter

What is your favorite time of year and why? (Season, holiday, general period) I like the part of fall where the leaves change colours. Seeing flora change in general is fun for me.

What is your IRL occupation? IT Support; I also do game dev (mainly TTRPG) on the side when I can

Some interests and things you like/enjoy? I like running TTRPG games, drawing, designing and coding spreadsheets. Making improv games on the fly, rules and all. I also like exploring new places, especially when they're local. Picnics on the beach or park are great.

What non-Fire Emblem games do you play? A lot, but the game I just beat is Xenoblade Chronicles. I'm the sole remaining World Flipper fan- I mean, I like JRPGs a lot, so games like LiveALive and Chrono Cross come to mind as well.

Favorite Pokemon type & Pokemon: Bug type. Snom, Grubbin, Pinurchin, Trapinch, pokemon that have the shape (tm) are my favorites. I've always had a soft spot for the Lati duo as well.

Tell us some funfacts and trivia about yourself! I've lived in Japan for a fair bit, and became N5 proficient through that. I'm trying to study for N4. I will also never stop talking about TTRPG - namely that I make games and one of them is Fire Emblem based.

How did you get into Fire Emblem? NO JOKE BUT I first learned of Fire Emblem through some promotional pamphlet that came with Pokemon Sapphire I think??? And then saw them in Smash. Cecil definitely helped me get into it proper.

What Fire Emblem games have you played? Easier to say what I haven't, which is FE1 and FE3 (or their remakes). Only played Echoes, not FE2. The only games I started and never beat are Warriors, Three Hopes, and FE5.

First & Favorite Fire Emblem games: First exposure was one of the GBA, but Awakening was the first I beat proper, I think. My favorite FE games are 4 and 6.

List your 5 favorite Fire Emblem characters across the series! Niamh, Joshua, Hugh, Idunn, Lethe? Those are the first to come to mind that I consistently like.

Who was the first character ever to make you go “ooh I like this one in particular” and why? Can be any context and reason! This would have been so long ago...I liked characters like Chad, Lugh, Ricken, etc because they were the 'small boy who might not be taken seriously' type. Which, given I was a lot younger back then, also treated younger than i was by my family, and starting to realize I don't define my gender neatly, they were important characters to sympathize with.

Any Fire Emblem crushes? 😳 All my crushes are in Tellius LMAO but like. Titania. Nailah. Powerful Women....

If you’ve played (or are familiar with) the following games, who was your first S support? Who would you S support nowadays? - Awakening: Sully; might pick someone like Miriel? - Fates: Tsubaki; idk tbh....maybe him again - Three Houses: Shamir; probably Yuri? - Engage: Yunaka; maybe Kagetsu? [THIS WHOLE THING IS REMINDING ME that im not very attached to S supporting with the protag I GUESS]

Favorite Fire Emblem class? I like the ones where you can fly. Kinshi Knight is one of my favorites for the design and unique combination of flyer and bow.

If you were a Fire Emblem character, what would be your class and stats? Would you be playable? Probably a flier or a strategist type. My luck stat is either way too good or awful, no inbetween. Probably also a furry of some variety.

If you were a Three Houses character, what would be your affiliation? I'm your generic NPC civilian.

If you were an Officers Academy student, what would be your boons, banes and potential budding talent? - Boons - Faith, Riding (me remembering I rode horses as a kid) - Banes - Axes - Budding - Flying, Bows

If you were an Engage character, which nation would you originate from? Probably Firene for being very flowery?

How do you pronounce TOA? 🤔(separate letters, to-ah, other?) I pronounce it toe (the body part) + a (the letter). toe-a.

Current TOA muses: Niamh, Hugh

Past TOA muses? N/A

Who was your first TOA muse? If you no longer have them, can you see yourself picking them up again? Niamh

Do you believe you have a type of character you gravitate towards writing? I like writing characters who appear composed, put together, etc, but are actually definitely not. Their ability to empathize is either super good or they struggle dearly (but are aware of that shortcoming). the more unconventional their gender, identity, etc is, the better.

Do you have characters or types of characters you don’t think you can handle writing, but wish you could? Honestly any character with a sizeable amount of lore. I'd just spend way too much time worrying I interpreted one of their support conversations wrong or don't do the character 'the right way'.

What kind of scenes, situations etc do you believe you enjoy writing the most? I like writing situations where the characters learn a new facet about themselves, or discover a place beyond their wildest dreams.

Do you have any scenario in mind for your muse(s) that gets you thinking “man I hope I get to write this one day”? Maybe something that lets me explore Hugh's past or defines Niamh pre-meeting Cipher crew?

Favorite TOA-related memories? Candy game was fun. I also liked the teamwork and memery I had in BOEL this year.

Present or past tense? I think I write in present so that?

Normal size text, small text, no preference? Normal Text with no trimming because most of my replies are through my phone lmao...

Got any potential muse delusions to share? 😉 Sommie :) Both joking and genuinely serious. I love a small Frienb and i think it would be interesting to dive into the fact that Sommie has been around for a very long time, but realistically I'd probably only play him for a few months. Aside from Sommie, there are a couple of FE6 characters (Lugh, Raigh, Idunn) who could be fun but I like sticking to one muse per game. Constance I think about off and on but she hits my 'has too many supports' and therefore I'd worry about playing right. I still rotate the Three Hopes supports I read though. Maybe someday

[lovely-english-rose]

FE OC Week Day 3 - Backstory

Here is a lil baby Cerdic and his mother, Séraphine, because his backstory is also her story. Séraphine was once one of King Garon's concubines at Castle Krakenburg. While Cerdic was still quite young, she took notice of the concubine wars going on around her. She saw other young women using their children as mere pawns in feeble attempts to earn the king's favor, some going as far as to kill other concubines or "competing" child. Fearing the safety of herself and her child, Séraphine ran away from her life at the castle. She took whatever work she could to support them, eventually finding more permanent work at a inn.

When Cerdic got older, he decided he wanted to join the army as soon as he was able to in order to earn money. He desired to help support his mother and give her a more comfortable life. Séraphine tried her best to dissuade him. Not knowing the castle's current situation with Garon's illegitimate children, she feared something terrible happening to her son if the truth came out. She was ultimately unable to stop him, as his mind was made up and they would both benefit from the extra income it provided.

[offorestsongs]

Lysander ― fun facts ✦

context for people outside my follower circle: Lysander is my Yuu and since he's been living in my head very intensively recently, i've decided to put out some fun lil trivia about him that isn't included in his bio! some of those things i've probably mentioned before, but i thought i'd be nice to expand on them/have them all in one post [dividers]

as you may infer from most of my other posts about him, cooking/food is basically Lysander's special interest. his main way of expressing that he likes/cares for other people is cooking them food. while visiting new places during the events, his favorite thing to do is always trying the local foods and learning the history behind them. he often tries to replicate some of the dishes he tried after coming back home. despite that, he still has some texture issues and there's generally a lot of foods that he's willing to cook for others but that he probably won't eat for himself

he's also more experienced with cooking than with baking - he's using the fact that he has more time on his hands to finally get better at it... with varying results. he has the tendency to go off-recipe because "he just feels it". Ace and Deuce are usually the test guinea pigs for all of his baking experiments

he grows a lot of different plants and herbs at Ramshackle not only because he simply enjoys gardening, but also because it's cheaper than buying them at the store all the time. besides using them for his cooking, he also makes his own tea blends that he gifts to all his friends

speaking of tea - eventually every single one of his friends that regularly visit him at Ramshackle has their own cup in his kitchen. some the others just picked from the cups Lysander has already had, some Lysander bought specifically with that person in mind. he also keeps a detailed chart in his special notebook of what teas everyone prefers so he can always be stocked on them (and also how much sugar/what type of sugar do they take and if they put anything else into their tea. Lysander is very serious about his tea alright)

he gets the Disney princess treatment; it's not as strong as in Silver's case, but animals are still drawn to him, tend to approach him a lot and generally feel calm in his presence

while his favorite animals are cats, his second favorite animals are actually chickens! in his home world, he used to keep chickens and treated them like his fluffy little friends and always got sad when one of them had to be killed

he possesses a wide array of unexpected, but practical skills, mostly related to doing things around the house; he was never really discouraged seeing the state Ramshackle was in since he already knew how to fix a lot of things there. what is probably the most unexpected, tho, is the fact that he can pick locks - he's not super skilled at it, but he can still handle your basic front doors. it's not something he really boasts about and he doesn't remember how and why he had learned it (though based on some other memories he had regained, he can make an educated guess)

while he loves both sewing and dressing up, he's very picky about the textures of his clothes. he can never buy new clothes or fabric without being able to touch it first

while he's good at hands-on skills, he's not very academically talented and generally studying doesn't come easy for him. however, he feels like he has an obligation to be a good student since he's allowed to stay at the school despite having no magic, and he puts a lot of effort into studying so his grades are actually pretty decent. the one subject he's effortlessly good at is potionology/alchemy because "it's just like cooking but with extra steps!"

despite how he may look, he actually has a pretty good stamina and he's surprisingly strong for somebody his statue, mostly due to all the physical labor he did around his original home (and that he now does around Ramshackle as well)

he generally doesn't wear jewelry because he doesn't like the feeling of it against his skin. everytime he tried to wear a ring or a necklace, he was hyperaware of it and couldn't focus on anything else

he has insomnia; it's mostly caused by the fact that he's afraid of losing his memories again and since he can't remember how he lost them in the first place, he's afraid it may happen in his sleep + by the fact that some of his experiences since coming to NRC have been,, less than pleasant and left quite an impact on him. he is, however, able to fall asleep quite easily near the people he trusts and feels safe around (that mostly means Ace and Deuce, Rook, Vil and Malleus, if he ever got to sleep in his presence)

his favorite flowers are lily of the valley - each spring he could see from his bedroom's window that they were growing in his backyard. when he couldn't leave his room, he would look at them and imagine their smell; on the occasions he was allowed to leave, he would run and pick as much of them as he could, to bring back to his room and keep on his desk so he wouldn't have to feel as alone

since he doesn't remember his birthday, he chose the date of the day he came to Twisted Wonderland as his new birthday - it only seemed fitting. based on his "actual" birthday though, he's a Cancer

[ask-epilogue-billjosh]

He-lllo, everybody! Let me tell you about Homestuck...

John Egbert, Rose Lalonde Ascend, descend, rise up, abscond Jade Harley, Dave Strider They all play Sburb and end the world Harlequin Nanna, Bro Mom, Dad Youth roll Grandpa, Pesterchum Hella Jeff and Sweet Bro

Heat and clockwork, wind and shade Frost and frogs, light and rain Vagabond and Mendicant Renegade, consorts and Denizens Skaia, four-thirteen Countdown to the Reckoning Derse and Prospit Carapaces Pogo Hammer, Sassacre

You can't fight the Home-stuck Though it's weird and random It's the greatest fandom You can't fight the Home-stuck True, it's quite outrageous But it's all contagious

Jasper's secret, Davesprite Casey, Mutie, doomed timelines Good dog, best friend Jack causes many people's ends Black Queen, nak nak Stuffing corpses, shoosh pap Robot bunnies, Midnight Crew H3Y COOLK1D, 1S TH1S YOU?

Lil' Cal, babies Ecto-biology Apple juice, Pupa Pan Nic Cage, Cit-y of Cans Doc Scratch, Snowman I warned you 'bout those stairs, man God Tiers, March drag Who even is this douchebag?

You can't fight the Home-stuck Though it's weird and random It's the greatest fandom You can't fight the Home-stuck True, it's quite outrageous But it's all contagious

Exploring with A-ra-di-a Tavros, Sollux, Nep-e-ta Ter-e-zi's nuts, Karkat's a crab Gam-zee's got issues with his dad Equius, Fe-fe-ri Kanaya the vampire fashion queen She slices Eri-dan in half And Vriska is a bad-ass

Shipping charts, sick fires All the irons in the fire Buckets, squiddles, an-gels All the lusii get culled Faygo, recupercoons Horrorterrors kill you Troll Jegus, killer clowns Mobius double reach around

You can't fight the Home-stuck Though it's weird and random It's the greatest fandom You can't fight the Home-stuck True, it's quite outrageous But it's all contagious

Matesprits, auspistice Moirail and kismesis Betty Crocker, ICP Dead Daves are the enemy Green sun, Alpha-verse Jane, Roxy, Jake and Dirk uu, UU Princely tights Guy Fieri is the Antichrist

Captchalogue, modus And Strife Specibus Heir and Knight Witch and Seer Can't outrun what's already here

You can't fight the Home-stuck Though it's weird and random It's the greatest fandom You can't fight the Home-stuck True, it's quite outrageous But it's all contagious

Dreambubbles, shenanigans All who die come back again Tick, tock, break heads Honk honk Scary wolf heads Cue balls, magic dogs The universe Is a frog

Felt mob and fairies Lord Eng-lish killed Huss-ie Troll cops, Thresh Prince Don't screw with the Condesce Scalemates, rap wars Blowing up the Tumor Zillyhoo, shaving cream Echeladder, science beam Cascade, Morse code This fandom's about to EXPLODE

You can't fight the Home-stuck Though it's weird and random It's the greatest fandom You can't fight the Home-stuck And from now on It will go on And on And on And on And on And on And on And on And on And on You can't fight the Home-stuck Though it's weird and random It's the greatest fandom You can't fight the Home-stuck True, it's quite outrageous But it's all contagious

You can't fight the Home-stuck Though it's weird and random It's the greatest fandom You can't fight the Home-stuck True, it's quite outrageous But it's all contagious

: I read all of that and I still understood nothing, get a better interest, I don't even know how someone could like this!

[miyuhpapayuh]

He got game 3.

Sasha - fast ass shorty with the pretty curls

"Odell." A sweet, sultry voice calls out from the stairwell.

Jay leans over and kisses his teeth. "Ya lil groupie lookin' for you."

Odell smirks, already knowing who it is. "Shorty been on me for a week. I told her she'd have to beg for it, but I ain't think she would take me up on the opportunity."

"You're such a fuckin' hoe, you know that?" Sean says, shaking his head.

"And don't even start rippin' on me, cause while your stupid ass was out messin' with Lexi, ol girl gave me the business."

"Who's 'ol girl'?"

"Sabrina." He says with a wink.

"Hm... so that just leaves our sad ass friend, here." Odell sympathetically pats Jay on the back.

"What about you tellin' Hunter how much you like her, you dick."

"She still ain't takin' me seriously—"

"You surely are helping your case, might I add." Jay quips.

"Shut the fuck up, man. Where's your girlfriend?"

"You sad you ain't gettin' none?" Sean chimes in.

"No, cause unlike y'all, I'm not a whore. Y'all gon catch somethin' at the same time." He pushes past them and heads down the hall.

"Well, it's time to give shorty what she wants." He rubs his hands together.

"Class starts in five minutes, bro." Sean says, pulling his bag over his shoulder.

"Since when have I ever given a fuck?" Leaving his bag on the floor, he daps Sean up and heads for the stairs.

Before his foot hits the bottom step, Sasha grabs his hand and pulls him into the corner.

"You done playin' with me?" She bites down on her glossed bottom lip.

"Mhm... you want this dick, now?"

"You wanna give it to me, now?" She slides her hands into his sweats.

"Shit. You just wait til this bell ring, I'm tearin yo ass up." She squeals, pulling him in for a kiss that sends chills through him.

The next three minutes, Sasha teasingly rubs her hand up under his sweatshirt, grazing her coffin shaped nails against his chest.

"Why'd you tease me for so long?" She asks, grabbing his hand to press it against her bare ass, underneath her mini skirt.

The bell rings and everybody clears off the stairs, heading to their classes or their cars, leaving the pair alone.

"Come with me."

Leading her down the stairs a bit, they stop near the middle, where a vacant classroom sits. He opens the door and pulls her inside, closing the door quietly behind himself.

"Bend over the desk." Pressing her flush against the cool surface, he grunts at the sight of her plump ass and wet pussy.

Not wasting an ounce of time, he pushes his sweats down and rubs himself against her wet center, eliciting a soft purr from her.

Sliding into her, he bottoms out and she tightens around him with an airy moan. "Fuck..."

"Ease up or this'll be over quick." He grunts, feeling her loosen up, so he can begin driving into her at a rough enough pace to make the desk lightly scrape against the floor.

"Unh!" Gripping her curls in his hand, he speeds up, making her grip the edge of the desk with both hands.

"Tight ass pussy," she moans in response, biting down on her bottom lip to keep from being too loud.

"How does it feel?" He pulls her up somewhat, her hands now flat on the surface.

"Mm!" She whimpers, feeling him hit her spot.

"Tell me, babygirl." He releases her hair and grips the back of her neck.

"It feels so good!" She screeches, letting her head fall forward.

"Squeeze that pussy, baby.." she tightens back around him, while he digs deeper into her, causing her eyes to roll back.

"Fuck," he growls into her ear, "some of the best pussy I've ever had."

A smile spreads across her lips. "Shut up— fuck me!"

Pushing her back against the desk, he drills into her like a madman. Her moans heighten in volume, beyond her control.

"Fuuuck!" She whines, reaching back to push him away once the pit of her stomach starts to burn.

"Take this dick." He pushes her hand away, continuing his sweet torture on her body.

"I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum— oh shit! Ohhh shiiiiit!" Her legs begin to shake as her orgasm washes over her, making her body feels like it's on fire.

In the midst of her high, she clamps down on him, bringing him closer to his own nut.

"You gon' suck the nut out this dick?" His hands finds her hair, again.

"Yes, daddy." Pulling out of her, he pulls her upright and brings her to her knees in front of him, watching as she wraps her lips around his wet dick, bobbing her head quickly.

"Shit... just like that." He tosses his head back, feeling it grow closer.

She wraps her lips around his flushed head and sucks, fervently, causing his mouth to hang open.

"Fuck... ima nut all in that pretty mouth." She grazes her nails against his leg and he twitches between her lips.

"I'm cummin'," his eyes shut, tightly as he releases down her throat, which she gladly swallows.

"Fuckin' nasty ass." He smirks, helping her up from the floor, pulling her skirt back down over her ass, all while pulling his own sweats back up.

She giggles and smooths her hand over her messy curls. "Thanks for the dick, asshole."

"Anytime, brat."

@sheabuttahwrites @thegifstories @blackerthings @honestpreference @starcrossedxwriter @ghostfacekill-monger @soufcakmistress @blowmymbackout @mauvecherie-writes @abeautifulmindexposed

[johnegbertsstuff]

He-lllo, everybody! Let me tell you about Homestuck...

John Egbert, Rose Lalonde

Ascend, descend, rise up, abscond

Jade Harley, Dave Strider

They all play Sburb and end the world

Harlequin

Nanna, Bro

Mom, Dad

Youth roll

Grandpa, Pesterchum

Hella Jeff and Sweet Bro

Heat and clockwork, wind and shade

Frost and frogs, light and rain

Vagabond and Mendicant

Renegade, consorts and Denizens

Skaia, four-thirteen

Countdown to the Reckoning

Derse and Prospit

Carapaces

Pogo Hammer, Sassacre

You can't fight the Home-stuck

Though it's weird and random

It's the greatest fandom

You can't fight the Home-stuck

True, it's quite outrageous

But it's all contagious

Jasper's secret, Davesprite

Casey, Mutie, doomed timelines

Good dog, best friend

Jack causes many people's ends

Black Queen, nak nak

Stuffing corpses, shoosh pap

Robot bunnies, Midnight Crew

H3Y COOLK1D, 1S TH1S YOU?

Lil' Cal, babies

Ecto-biology

Apple juice, Pupa Pan

Nic Cage, Cit-y of Cans

Doc Scratch, Snowman

I warned you 'bout those stairs, man

God Tiers, March drag

WHO EVEN IS THIS DOUCHEBAG?

You can't fight the Home-stuck

Though it's weird and random

It's the greatest fandom

You can't fight the Home-stuck

True, it's quite outrageous

But it's all contagious

Exploring with A-ra-di-a

Tavros, Sollux, Nep-e-ta

Ter-e-zi's nuts, Karkat's a crab

Gam-zee's got issues with his dad

Equius, Fe-fe-ri

Kanaya the vampire fashion queen

She slices Eri-dan in half

And Vriska is a bad-ass

Shipping charts, sick fires

All the irons in the fire

Buckets, squiddles, an-gels

All the lusii get culled

Faygo, recupercoons

Horrorterrors kill you

Troll Jegus, killer clowns

Mobius double reach around

You can't fight the Home-stuck

Though it's weird and random

It's the greatest fandom

You can't fight the Home-stuck

True, it's quite outrageous

But it's all contagious

Matesprits, auspistice

Moirail and kismesis

Betty Crocker, ICP

Dead Daves are the enemy

Green sun, Alpha-verse

Jane, Roxy, Jake and Dirk

Uu, uu

Princely tights

Guy Fieri is the Antichrist

Captchalogue, modus

And Strife Specibus

Heir and Knight

Witch and Seer

Can't outrun what's already here

You can't fight the Home-stuck

Though it's weird and random

It's the greatest fandom

You can't fight the Home-stuck

True, it's quite outrageous

But it's all contagious

Dreambubbles, shenanigans

All who die come back again

Tick, tock, break heads

Honk honk

Scary wolf heads

Cue balls, magic dogs

The universe

Is a frog

Felt mob and fairies

Lord Eng-lish killed Huss-ie

Troll cops, Thresh Prince

Don't screw with the Condesce

Scalemates, rap wars

Blowing up the Tumor

Zillyhoo, shaving cream

Echeladder, science beam

Cascade, Morse code

This fandom's about to EXPLODE

You can't fight the Home-stuck

Though it's weird and random

It's the greatest fandom

You can't fight the Home-stuck

And from now on

It will go on

And on

And on

And on

And on

And on

And on

And on

And on

And on

You can't fight the Home-stuck

Though it's weird and random

It's the greatest fandom

You can't fight the Home-stuck

True, it's quite outrageous

But it's all contagious

[minimutty]

Ok! I finally finished Fire Emblem Echoes! Gonna share my thoughts on the game and stuff below. Of course there might be spoilers, I played this game almost blind except the stuff spoiled to me by FEH.

Here we goooo

Art and Voice Acting: 10/10 absolutely beautiful. I particularly love Berkut's he did an absolutely great job. Fernand also. VA also gave Mae and Boey some great and funny lines, really fleshed em out.

Gameplay

A lot different than I was used to. The previous game I played was FE10, which was much more similar to the other FE games I played (6, 7, 8, 9). Healing/spells use HP. One inventory slot. No durability. No item management. No rescuing. It was different but not unmanageable. I did miss rescuing though. You could heal by eating flour, though, which was neat.

I played on Normal/Classic bc I'm a filthy casual, I think I only got Mathilda killed (I legit didn't even notice. Maybe I autobattled through it? I normally rewind if some1 dies.) Most enemies do like 1dmg, biggest thing was being ganged up on.

Plot

Nothing groundbreaking but not terrible imo. Guys go north, beat up dragon, shenanigans along the way. The relationship b/n Alm & Celica felt forced, I don't think any 10yo (however old they were) act that lovey dovey, felt very fairytale predestined unrealistic. Plus the whole beginning part of "your station doesnt matter" but oh look Alm is secretly destined to be King and he has a magic mark that makes him the chosen one so yeah nvm your station totally matters, haha. If I suddenly found out I was to be king after like 17years of not, I'd be a lil more reluctant than he was. I know about the controversy of Celica giving her soul but I won't get into that. She felt pressured into it so it's whatever. The revival of Celica felt a bit contrived, but I guess they gotta get married somehow, huh.

Classes

Alm: kinda fell off mid game until I gave him the Blessed Bow. Bows felt better on him until he got the final Weapon(tm), but he wasn't very strong most game for me.

Celica: Pretty good early game for me, fell off around mid, used mostly as a healbot and Seraphim spammer for the zombie characters. Not bad but not notable imo. I didn't get her super special weapon apparently but she was just healbot and Seraphiming by end game.

Clerics/Mages/etc: Entirely healbots by the end for me, their magic wasn't strong enough (aside from Seraphim) to be useful and using HP to cast spells made them really not worth it for him.

Archers: Absolutely nuts. 5+ range on basic archers? And I thought Rolf was crazy. I had Kliff, Leon, Alm, and Python as my dedicated archers. Kliff was the best for me.

Mercenary/Myrmidons: Insane. Saber was insane. 47 consistent crit and always doubles? He could legit toe with the final boss for a bit. Crazy movement range too. I had he solo parts of the map he was so good.

Armor: Actually not bad. I didn't use them previous games bc they had too lil move and still got nuked by mages. Here mages aren't as bad and they made good tanks. Lukas is legit the best character in the game in terms of character. Ace rep hype, haha.

Conclusion

Uhh, anyway. I had a good time with the game. The dungeon crawling parts were a bit annoying and exhaustive, so I had to take breaks from those, but other than that it wasn't bad. I had a good time. The upgraded graphics and animations were definitely a step up from RD imo.

[letstalkwhump]

Let’s Talk Whump No.3

Welcome to Let’s Talk Whump!

I’m Malice, from @whumpers-inc and today I’ve got the fabulous @brutal-nemesis in the house to talk about her experience with and love for whump!

Let’s talk about you! Tell us something about yourself :)

Yo, I'm Nemi, I'm in my 20s and a whumper all the way, baby. Outside of whump, I like rocks (like have an entire degree in geology like rocks), video games (Octopath Traveler, Pokemon, FE, Nancy Drew PC games...), anime (don't ask me about Chainsaw Man, I won't shut up), and hiking (rocks but in their natural habitat).

What does “whump” mean to you?

I get to stab men and laugh about it. I love violence, I am very sadistic

Your fearsome reputation is something of a legend around here. How did you find whump and what made you want to join?

Very long rabbit hole but to be less long about it, I saw some whump stuff on the blog of a pokemon tumblr I stalked (because I didn't have an account) and I was like, Hey This Is The Shit. I lurked for a while but as time went on, I wanted to talk to people about whump and share my own shit cuz I've never really had anyone to talk to about that sort of stuff (at least not without making them really concerned lol).

Being able to talk about wanting to beat up/stab/restrain a guy without concerned looks and questions is so therapeutic, honestly. Do you have a favourite(s) whump trope?

Gore, noncon surgery & body modification, vivisection, female whumper w/ male whumpee, and just general depravity!

Female whumpers, my beloveds! Speaking of favourite pieces, tell us one that you’ve written?

Uhhhh what have I written at all...mmm, well, as far as Castys things, if I had to pick one, it'd probably be Cycle-stys of Yikes . Basically it's a nice little overview of Castys losing his damn mind while he's stuck in a lab for like 240 years. It's probably one of the darkest things I've written as far as, uh, what happens, and that's saying a lot. Idk I just feel like I did a good job with describing these really fucked up actions as...whatever the hell he thought was happening.

For Erebus and Terror...it's hard. I'm really proud of the whole series, tbh, just how I've been able to develop both Erebus and Neteri over time as they change each other, but for a standout chapter...Maybe Chapter 14, Red, White, and Blue , cuz I really love the way I wrote Erebus's panic and what was happening to him from his POV without explicitly describing what was happening. And what's not to love about how upset he is in that one :)

Damn, Red, White and Blue! You’ve definitely earned your reputation..that was brutal! Is there anything new you’re working on at the moment?

Yare yare...I should get started on the next chapter of E&T at some point, shouldn't I? I mean, I have a huge AU stockpile that's basically all between me and one person and we just sit on them, so probably nothing from there for the people...So yeah, probably the next chapter of E&T whenever I get around to that and then I'll probably try to come up with something for Castys since I'm sure people miss him.

Take it from me, the people definitely miss Castys! Care to share what your writing routine usually looks like?

Hahahaha who knows, man. Back before my lil hiatus, I used to write every day whenever I had time and felt like it, but then I became Gamer Mode for a few months and I'm still working on getting out of that habit. But usually just on the couch or in my room with either my video game/anime OST playlist on shuffle (she's 59 hrs long!) or my weeb playlist (anime ops and whatnot) because if it's English words then it's harder to focus on writing,  y’know. Usually I jump around in whatever chapter or piece I'm writing, writing the scenes or bits of dialogue/description as they come to me, and slowly stitching the whole thing together until it's one whole blanket boy.

Is there an easy thing for you to write, something the words just pour for? Anything you struggle with writing?

The easiest thing in the world is whatever bullshit thoughts Castys is having. He is incredibly easy to channel. Any of his dialogue or what he's thinking about comes without much thought. The words also usually flow for my classic™ incredibly long run-on sentence paragraphs that have like no breaks in them cuz it's all go go go, baby. Erebus and Neteri talking isn't too hard either, especially if they're bickering. As far as hard, probably descriptions of pain because it can hard to say how much a thing hurts over and over without being repetitive. I am also not a researcher.  I will just be out here making shit up because it's MY fantasy world so I can have whatever bullshit I want!

Do you have any words of wisdom or writing advice for us?

Well, my old habit that worked for me was to try and write every day, for at least half an hour. If I end up going more, great, but if it's not working at least I tried. That and inspiration is everywhere. Steal whatever shit you like and cobble it together into something unrecognisable. It's not plagiarism cuz you're making something new. Like, E&T came from Stephen King's Misery and a magical girl anime. Go crazy, go stupid.

Go crazy, go stupid. I love it! Let’s give a shout out to your favourite writing/whump blogs, bffs or people who've inspired you. We're hyping everyone up here!

Can't not shout out the bestie @galaxywhump who has impeccable taste and bomb writing and we talk a whole lot everyday and yeah, queen shit. @just-a-whumping-racoon-with-wifih-wifi is another good friend and amazing writer and she's got so many different stories that everyone can find something they love. Ugh, there's a lot of other people I could talk about, but I'll give the last shout-out to @whump-side cuz her art just always hits the spot for me, so fuckin good.

Thank you so much for taking the time to talk to us today. Is there anything you like to add?

Don't be afraid to be a little bit silly, lads, we're here to have fun and it doesn't have to be the most serious shit in the world for it to be good whump. we love being silly and crazy.

Thanks for dropping by @brutal-nemesis ! 

And to all the readers, have a whump-derful day!

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I’m re-reading FE because I was really in a mood for this type of story by the way loved the update on chapter 62 can’t wait for the next one but I’m on chapter 39 right when Micheal explodes threw the front door of the abattoir and it’s right after the whole Hayley sacrifice and for the life of me I can’t remember if it’s mentioned after this because it’s bin so long

Is it mentioned about her resurrection or involvement with Klaus during the 3 year stint or do you plan on bringing her back possibly the make things a lil more complicated not the pregnancy part just the whole that maybe she got to be used by Klaus to make elena jelous or take out his frustration possibly by staying involved with Hayley to make himself feel better about her betrayal just curious knowing she would have hated it if she had found out

Also on another note I know you’ve mentioned before about not really using Kol to much in this story because your not used to writing with him as a character in general but you’ve bin mentioning him through the later chapters I was also curious if you planned on having him make an appearance possibly to help Elena albeit most likely not intentionally but to perhaps answer some of her questions of his journals and maybe cause a little miss tiff between them before he went to New Orleans Kol was the darker of them all all anger and misunderstanding just a thought in my head as I’m reading along sorry I rambled on but that’s what your writing does to me and most likely everyone lamellar is open up the possibilities of our deepest regrets of not getting to experience the full potential of these glorious characters on the actual show have a goon night hope all is well with you and your little one

"re-reading FE" jfaldjflakfjweoijhrasoihdfak THANK YOU

Literally Hayley has not come up in Elena's narrative thoughts since she participated in the sacrifice. I suppose it's fair to say, since Elena was taken out of the fray by Tyler and she has never thought to ask about Hayley's fate, that we actually don't know. Perhaps she rose a hybrid and perhaps she was destroyed by a witch's fireball during the battle before she awakened.

As for your question... I would say that while Klaus did like her on a personal level, his involvement with her was purely manipulative (of Hayley, but also of Elena). He doesn't even view what he was doing with Hayley as cheating on Elena the way he viewed her affair with Tyler as cheating, because in his mind, seducing her was just a means to an end. He wasn't going to offer her the turn because basically he is careless with the lives of those around him, and it didn't matter to him whether she lived or died. It just. didn't. matter. He only bothered to offer her the chance to survive because Elena interceded. Now, did he continue an affair with her during the 3 years? Personally, I don't think he did during the 3 years, because he had no intention of ever seeing Elena again, and Hayley herself would not bring him any solace. He would only use Hayley that way if it meant he could flaunt it in Elena's face. Instead, left to his own private devices, he returned to the comforting yet unsatisfying affair with Stefan and Rebekah.

That doesn't mean that Hayley might not come back into the story if she survived the battle in the Abattoir.

huh that's awkward if I said I didn't plan to include Kol (which: I might have. I have said so many things at this point), because he is definitely showing up in the next chapter, and I have definitely had that planned since around 2019 😂😂😂 (Did not understand it would take me this long to get here though) It was around that time that I realized that the fic had become an epic, of sorts, and that therefore I couldn't leave any stones unturned; Elijah would have to appear at the least, and as I worked on this plotline, I realized Kol did too, and Finn (but can you imagine if I had Finn get a special 2 chapter cameo and Kol just never showed up? if he had too much common sense to get involved at all?)

anyway, yes, Kol has a role in this fic. It's not a starring role, at this late turn, but it is a role.