#look at this drippy raven

[hollyhomburg]

I feel so sleepy and soft and small right now and thinking about how BILY tae would absolutely worship the m/cs pussy.

all I’m thinking about is the m/c tuckered out and sleepy, some consensual somonophilia where tae pulls aside her nightdress to see her pussy post spanking- it’s all chubby and puffy from being teased, maybe jinnie too her over his lap earlier and meanly took a video and sent it to the pack. Let them all see her beg to have her pussy hit and thank jin after each mean slap. What’s worse is the way that the video had gone one, and jin had proceeded to tease her over and over before spanking a bit of squirt out of her.

and god- when tae pulls up her skirt to see how jin wrecked her- she looks so cute- a bit of sticky mess coating her upper thighs, whining soft and sleepy at the sensitivity as tae pulls her pussy lips apart to see her spanked pink clit and hole. Shushing her quietly as she rouses from sleep. “you can go back to sleep pup, mommy just wants a taste” and the m/c is so suggestible in omegaspace that she does exactly that. Only distantly aware than alpha is here and she’s taking what’s hers

Tae is so gentle, at least at first before the ravenous instincts takes over. leaning forward to kiss her softly, leaving lipstick marks on top of her mound. And the m/c is so warm and sleepy, and she knows her mommy will take care of her she lets herself sink right off. Aware distantly of the heat in her tummy and the distant groans of her alpha. And tae just lets herself suck, until the fuzzy sweetness of omega slick quiets her instincts and soothes her hunger, lapping- nuzzling, nose rubbing to scent her arousal as the m/c’s punish sleepy twitching builds and builds and tae presses a thumb to her fluttering hole. Sleepy whines becoming needy huffs. Tae is so gentle the m/c hardly stirs.

Tae is an alpha on a mission, hands keeping her thighs spread, cheeks warmed by the cushion of the m/c thighs, chest heaving, the straps of her dress falling. Completely lost in the need, the want, to fuck her to sleep so gently that she dreams as she comes. To get more and more of her pups taste on her tongue. Everything is addicting- The soft clench of her pussy around taes fingers and one of the m/c hands tangling in her hair as she lets out sleepy little “ah ah ah’s” and tae kisses it better. Kisses the m/c pussy until it’s clenching and twitching and going all drippy as she cums, and the m/c body goes still, softly sent on to dream land.

It’s okay, she doesn’t need to wake up, tae will take what she needs regardless.

[onestrangechild]

What your fav Legion says about you, from some nerd on an app

Ultramarines:

I like to think of you guys like Glock owners. Yes, on paper, you guys are the least creative but that means you guys are the most reliable. Guilliman was probably the best primarch to come back to the setting because he was the most stable, and it shows in his marines, who don’t have trauma for the sake of plot. You admire the other legions, but it’s the no nonsense approach they bring to battle that you respect the most.

For honor and glory.

Blood Angels:

You think Vampires are dope as Fuck, and you’re right. Your favorite TV show is probably season 1 of Netflix’s Castlevania (same) or HELLSING, and play the Vampire Counts in the Total War Warhammer games. You go into a seething rage at the merest mention of the WarMaster, and probably wanna rip Erebus’s hearts out and lay them before sanguinius’s feet. You’re probably a bit annoyed with people hiding their gear from you because they think you’re a Blood Raven, but you’ll forgive them in time.

Dark angels:

You think Medieval Knights are dope as Fuck, and you’re right. You dig the chivalry and honor they embody at all times, think dark green and gold looks drippy (it does), and think the Lion is an absolute badass (he is). You also probably grieved for what the honored 1st could’ve been before GW wrote them to all be paranoid douchebags, and can’t wait for the returned Lion to make some changes around his legion. Also, you’re extremely tone deaf, please learn to read the room yall

Salamanders:

OUT OF THE FIRE, AND UNTO THE ANVIL!

Whilst I’m more of a Blood Angel or Iron Hand myself, I have Immense respect for the sons of Vulkan. You think blacksmithing is cool as fuck and probably watch clips of Forged in Fire, or any of the various Blacksmith YouTubers there are. You also think Fire is cool, and think that Astartes should be nicer to Guardsmen in lore.

Imperial Fists:

As an Iron Warrior simp, suck my toes you Imperial Favorite. Now that that’s out of the way, the Imperial Fists is an entire legion of Engineers including you (probably). You think Emotions only make Simple things Complex and thus think as logically as life will let you, fair enough. Youre as tired of the “Imperial Fists are as cold as their home world” about as much as you are of Perturabo’s complaining, miss your genefather, and can feel the happy chemicals SURGING in your brain looking upon a reinforced defense manned by soldiers who’s only concern is holding the line.

Iron Hand:

As an Iron Hand myself, I know the “daddy issues” joke is fruit hanging lower than Ferrus Manus’s head rolling around on the floor, so I won’t. You’re a lot like an Imperial Fist, critically logical and as stalwart as Iron, but unlike imperial fists you’re allowed to have a personality! Unfortunately that Personality is tempered by a healthy dose of Trauma! Your hatred for the Emperor’s Children is just as violent as the Blood Angels and the Sons of Horus, and you pray Fulgrim gets a model so you can personally shoot him in the mouth.

White Scars:

You’re a vehicle guy, and you like going Fast. You also have a great appreciation for cultures like Feudal Japan, Ancient China, Mongolia, etc. idk what else to put here since I’ve never really… looked into their lore… (-(

Raven Guard:

You’re a quiet person, maybe you’re emo/punk, maybe you like dressing up gothic, but you’re definitely the quiet type. Whether that’s social anxiety or just a person of few words doesn’t matter too much, you vibe with the sad raven boys cuz they’re badasses. Unfortunately I cannot take those beaked helmets seriously.

Space Wolves:

I heard an explanation that I agree with once. You guys have such a rich history, a badass primarch that’s probably gonna return (eventually), and a very well developed Viking aesthetic that Is appreciated by those willing to dig into it… but to everyone on the outside you’re just a furry. And it’s kinda tragic…

Anyways, this is all just my opinion which means obviously this is Fact and should be Definitely taken as such

[gabessquishytum]

ive been feral deprived of hobussy and its a crime really

I just KNOW he’d have a drippy ushy gushy, i just know it, with a full bush cause fuck modern ideals and a fat clit

there’s a lot of talk about hob being so pussy hungry for dream he can cum just from getting his tongue on that pretty pink cunt WHICH IM FIRMLY FOR IT STAYS

but i feel we’re missing out on pussy hungry DREAM

Where’s my Dream whose so eager for hobs cunt that he starts SALIVATING without any prompting of his own, who lets himself be a little less Endless and a little more Human so he can experience Everything when he buries his nose in Hobs bush, when he gets eager tongue against hobs clit, when he almost desperately licks and sucks and chases after the steady drips of slick coming from Hob

Give me a dream whose ravenous hunger at one point has him blurring at the edges, human guise slipping off him the more concentrated on hob he gets

I just think hob deserves to have a couple dozen orgasms because dream is obsessed with his cunt and has no need to breathe so therefore will Keep Going

I am obviously obsessed with the Hobussy and I love your description. OBVS he has a full bush and Dream loves running his fingers through it and smelling it and Hob loves it too!! Dream looks so cute with his prissy lil nose buried in the thatch over Hob’s cunt. It's like he belongs there.

He's just such a big hobussy appreciator. He loves the colour, the scent, the taste. He loves the thick jut of his clit and his plump, soft labia. Hob is very easy to turn on and he gets so wet and sticky throughout the day. All Dream wants to do is put his mouth down there and taste the way his arousal has built, layer upon layer, from the musk of the morning to the fresh slick oozing from him as he lies there.

In his castle he's got a whole pile of Hob’s used briefs, which he's "borrowed" for when he can't have his lover in the flesh. Pressing his tongue to the crotch and capturing a little bit of Hob’s taste will tide him over until he can have the real thing.

And if he's very lucky, Hob might text him a picture during the day: pussy lips spread and shiney, one finger about to slide inside his cunt. A very nice appetiser indeed.

[ewesless]

Barbatos Costumes: The Good, The Bat

Okay! The Good, the Bat and the Ugly is a go!

Demon form! 10/10 My favorite Demon form and in my not at ALL humble opinion his is the most unique and interesting. That 300 raven was a total pain and took over a year to save up because of emergency vouchers. Silly beginner me had the lofty goal of getting everyone's Akuzon costumes when I started the game.

Continues at length under there

I wasn't into the ruffles, initially, but over time I've come to adore them. I hate drawing this costume. He's so freaking pretty 😫 His design is so stylish! I thought his spooky little horns resemble fossilized wings (Which are totally not like Handia's lol) and that made me wonder if he is much older than the others (lol yes) or if he has ancient Demon features. His long tail evokes amphibian and serpent and is a fresh twist on the traditional forked tail. On that subject I have never had the chance to hold an amphibian, so would his tail be super smooth, warm and slick like...the interior of the mouth or more like a cold, wet puppy nose? Lukewarm? I wonder if due to its nature that he has a special beauty routine/hygiene for his tail or if there is a degree of self cleansing. Does the "glistening sheen" have any rumors of psychedelic or magic effects? Does it get drippy?

Dame It's OVER NINE THOUSAAAAAAAAND it just needs a nice tight corset! Dame opportunity, heh

Goth Card already discussed, but it's a solid 1000/100

Arabian Look 8.5/10

Already discussed, but GOD. He is practically naked, the Barbie toes, the shoulders, the fingerless opera length gloves, THAT WAIST AND LOW CUT TOP. The pashmina bulking out his hips in that weird bow and dragging around on the ground subtracted points.

Bonus Harem Butler. H0mos3xual hedonism unquestionably happened after this photo and Demonus was finished 😏

Animal Look 8/10

This was the first costume I could unlock for him! I love it! I love anything that gives him the illusion of an hourglass figure. The outfit looks so soft and cute and his big ol' adorable ears having cute fluffs is one time I'm not a stickler about accuracy. It would have an 9/10 (by Obey Me standards) but those high heel sneakers pain me so much. His tail being under his coat made him immune during Tail Thieves even if he was a target. But it also hides his long r-a-t like tail lmao Otherwise it's a Turn around~ Turn your ass back around~ I like his little hip peek. On his sprite his nails are unpainted, but in the chat art his nails are.

Happy Devil Day 2022 7.5/10

THIS is Ruffle Maxxing. It's an unusual color choice for him, but he rocks it. The big bow kind of detracts from it, but I adore stars.

Most Beautiful of Baby Girls

Vampire Hunter 7/10

Already discussed, but he should be a Magical Girl. He loves Burgundy, but rarely gets to wear it so I know he jumped on the opportunity with both feet. His ruffles and nipped in vest are 💖

Human World 7/10

Not a lot to say, I dig the contrasting soles!

Yokai 7/10

I wonder if Levi feels even more inadequate. 🤔Barbatos's serpent tail is THICK.

HDD 2021 Card Version 8.5/10

I love the card version SO MUCH. It's beautiful! I love his hands with Diavolo's. I hope they danced until they were dizzy and laughing their tipsy/drunk butts off

Baby Girl, Baby 😢 I wonder why his tail is so bright though? Surely that a specific meaning?

Part 2 next!

[umichenginabroad]

Week 10: Cabaret Dreams and Study Schemes

G’day mates,

This week my Dad and I ended our epic two-week adventure and I started coming to terms with the enormous amounts of recorded lectures that had piled up, unwatched and unloved. 

5th - Aaaaaaaand we’re back

After an exhilarating couple of weeks, I was back in Sydney. I had never considered it, but returning to my house felt like coming home. The sentimental feelings were short-lived however as I logged onto MyUNSW and found the weeks of lectures waiting to be watched. Our roommate's friend from the University of Illinois had arrived the day before so Joe and I spent the night introducing ourselves and becoming fast friends.

6th - Thrills and Frills

The roommates and I woke up to a blistering 5 am alarm to catch the shuttle out to the skydive area. We had booked it hurriedly a few nights prior and didn’t know what to expect. I had just been so focused on getting us to the pickup spot on time that only when we got there did I realize I had left my glasses on(I usually wear contacts). The van took us an hour and a half outside of Sydney to an open field. Before we knew it we were hurried to the changing rooms, given a drippy onesie, and then assigned an instructor. I was given special, glasses-holding eye goggles, and then we all sat down for an uncomfortably short instructional talk on what to do. 

“Head back, hips forward, and arms at your harness… got it?”

I, guess…

We made it to 15,000 ft (higher than the legal limit in the US), and when the red light turned yellow, our instructors secured themselves to our harness, and then all too soon the hatch door opened and the green light came on. 

We made it down and everyone had a blast, aside from a bit of pinching the experience was overall easier than bungee jumping which we felt was due to you being the one to jump rather than some guy doing it for you. We also felt the dropping in our stomachs disappear after a little bit of falling which came from hitting terminal velocity (our acceleration went to zero).

We returned to Sydney and ate ravenously at the cafe where we were dropped off. I said goodbye to my Dad for the afternoon and we all went about our day, hardly believing we had just fallen half the height of a cruising commercial airline. 

I got my first Australian haircut (still no tipping expected) and then tried to work but before I knew it, the time had struck 5 pm and I hurried to meet my dad for our final abroad meal. Looking further into Anika’s Beli account, I booked a delicious meal at Zushi. 

We then met with Joe and his parents to catch our evening show at the Syndey Opera House. The show was a Gatsby-themed cabaret. The acrobatics were mindblowing. The choreographed music was executed with gusto and precision, oh and the plot was awesome.

After the show, my Dad and I said our farewells and parted ways. Joe and I were finally heading back to make up for lost school. 

We filled the next few days up by going through the motions of preparing to study. We’d have a large meal, crack open a monster, sit down, and… “do you wanna just play some tennis?”

It was hard to get back into the swing of things, and tennis was quickly becoming the latest obsession of our house. It was inconvenient timing, but we squeezed in hours when we felt we could no longer sit down and do anything meaningful. 

Friday night we went to Argyle for our first time. The club was a double-decker bar with more of a lounge on the first floor and a killer dance floor on top. It was a night to remember and I highly recommend it if anyone gets over here. 

The next day another friend of my roommates came, so an already cramped house of 6 became 7. It was another day of attempted studies which ended in us booking an escape room. It was rated 5/5 difficulty with only 15% of people getting past it. We went in honestly just there for the fun, we had all agreed that if the goal wasn’t to win we’d be much more laid back and enjoy ourselves. Instead, we won, won with 10 whole minutes to spare. 

We were just as surprised as the owners were. It had felt like we made it on half guesses and accidents but apparently, it was their hardest room and we were in the top 1% of guests for completing with the extra time. It was at this moment that I could sense in the group our love of tennis fading into obscurity and a new obsession coming into bloom. 

I ended my week working and then doing more work to catch up, it was 12-hour days of lectures, assignments, project team meetups, and more. 

Thank you guys for reading and I’ll catch you all next week in Vietnam!

Grant Touchette

Aerospace Engineering

University of New South Wales in Sydney, Australia

[sasschijinx]

Six Sentence Sunday

Just a little glimpse into the illness prompt I'm working on for Rogue/Gambit Week! Tales place during their Valle Soleada days - my fave.

"T'hink you have a cold, chere."

She looked at him like he had three heads.

"Ah don't get sick," she dismissed as she wiped her drippy nose with her sleeve.

"Correction. Y' didn't used to get sick," he said, cutting into zucchini and mushrooms. "But Anna Raven gets sick. Without y' invulnerability, you're fair game now."

She was going by Anna Raven these days. Both a nod to her birth name and to her foster mother's. It was as good an alias as any and she had wanted a fresh start.

[vinatintasupernovita]

7 for the couple of your choice (and if you want you can combine 26 with it too)

I do and I will so here’s 7. “Is that blood?” “Yes but that doesn’t matter right now, what does matter is-” “You are literally bleeding.” and a sprinkle of 26. “Come home.”

(TW for blood and mention of stabbing)

———

Anathema walked out of her kitchen to the living room, cup of tea in hand, when she heard her phone going off. So she sat down at the couch and picked the phone up off the coffee table, only to see it was a facetime call from War.

She hadn’t heard from her all day- which wasn’t like her. War usually had a busy schedule when she was out of town but she always made time to text Anathema in the mornings and at night, but she hadn’t that day. So, naturally, Anathema answered.

What she didn’t expect to see at 3 pm in the afternoon was War’s face speckled with blood- possibly not her own, but it was debatable from the slash to her shoulder that was leaking blood through the bandages wrapped around it. War looked rather unfazed, all things considered.

“Hey, Ana, good news-“

“Carmine, is that blood?” Anathema asked, almost hoping she had been wrong. But, she knew her girlfriend better than that.

“Yes, but that doesn’t matter right now. What does matters is-“ War said, only to be cutoff again.

“You are literally bleeding.”

“It’s fine! Don’t worry.”

“Little hard to do that. Where are you?”

“That’s what I was getting at!” She explained. “So, you know that witch thing you wanted to go to? The one with the giant burning guy in New Mexico?”

“W- Do you mean Zozobra?” She asked.

Zozobra was not for witches specifically, as it was a traditional festival in New Mexico dedicated to burning down a giant 50 ft statue of ‘Father Gloom’, but it was still treading that line into the occult- Just don’t tell the locals that.

“Yeah, that place!” War said. “So long story but I wanted to surprise you because I know it was sold out so I was looking online and I found someone selling tickets for like 30 bucks!”

“That’s like.. three times the normal admission?”

“Yeah, I realized that a little while before I got here and I tried haggling with the guy- he didn’t like that, so he pulled a knife on me!” She motioned to her shoulder which thankfully wasn’t as drippy anymore. “Caused this whole mess, hurt like a bitch too.”

“Did your haggling strategy also involve pulling a knife on him?” Anathema asked.

“Yeah, how’d you know?”

“Lucky guess. He’s not.. ya know, right?”

“Oh no, no, just incapacitated.” War grinned as she flashed two tickets up to the screen- both, thankfully, were clean of blood. “But look what I got!”

“That’s stealing.” Anathema said, but let a smile leak through anyway.

“Im leaving him 20 bucks ok? God, I’m not a jerk. Besides, it’s even for the stabbing.”

“I guess you could call it tha-“ That’s when the realization hit. “Wait, why would someone be selling tickets for Zozobra in England?”

War looked away from the camera, and whistled. She only whistled when she was trying way too obviously to not be suspicious. Anathema raised an eyebrow at her.

“Carmine, are you in New Mexico right now?” She asked, already knowing the answer.

“Maybe.” War responded.

“How did you even get there that fast?”

“I borrowed Raven’s private jet.”

“Borrowed or-“

“Hey, it was hard to get these! And they’re for you! You should be thanking me, preferably with a kiss. And also don’t tell Raven.”

Anathema chuckled as War tried to justify herself- which, she needn’t do, but Anathema thought it was cute.

“Come home, ok? Don’t stab anybody in the airport.” She said.

“Only if they try to stab me first.”

[rosepetalwings]

pov: your middle school furry oc grew up

original/"early teen" design credit goes to my old friend @gigglebunnys! here's their twitter and dA, please go check 'em out!

ID under cut for length!

Image Description:

Image 1 ‐ Cartoon drawing of a teenage plus sized canine furry with white fur with brown drippy accents on the tip of their ears, brown on the top half of their fluffy tail which is curled around them to the front, & pink on the tip of their tail. Rainbow sprinkle-like markings also cover their ears and tail. They have pink eyes and are looking away with a troubled expression whilst blushing. They're wearing a gray sweatshirt with green accents with a simplified Minecraft creeper design, blue jeans, and red canvas shoes. They also have black square glasses. Their name "Sundae" is written to the top right in red and outlined in brown. Written underneath it in red is "early teen". There's bullet points underneath "Sundae" that read as follows: [actual tsundere, "pop music is so dumb lol anyway have you ever heard of this 80's pop song-", "hi my name is sundae dark'ness dementia raven way and i have e-", take this weeb kid out for an ice cream omg- actually maybe don't]

Image 2 - Digital cartoon drawing of the same character, Sundae, from the previous image as an adult. They have primarily white fur still, brown and red drippy accents on the tip of their ears, brown on the top half of their fluffy tail which is now perked up, & red on the tip of their tail which drips. Brown and beige sprinkle-like markings only cover their tail now. They still have pink eyes and look to the viewer vampishly. They're wearing a cream poet shirt, a wide, deep brown belt with corset-like adornments, black leggings, and dark plum heels. They also now wear red square-frame glasses. Their name, "Sundae", is written to the top right in vanilla white with red and brown outlining. Underneath it, written in red, is "Adult". There's bullet points underneath "Sundae" that read as follows: [world's first vampire interior decorator, legitimately stressed over not finding their fave plushies, fashion taste of aristocracy but funds of a broke college student, cries at every sappy moment in movies] End ID.

[nitewrighter]

I'd love to see how Rei would react if she found one of Aedan's notebooks w his love sonnets he wrote for her!

Aedan: *is being physically restrained by Rajeev* DON’T LOOK AT IT, IT’S NOT EVEN IN PROPER IAMBIC PENTAMETER---

Marti: *reading* O Radiant Rei of raven hair.

Eclipsing sun with feath’ry wings

She that flies where no eagles dare

With sharpest smile and steel that sings--How long did you spend on this?

Aedan: *fades out of Rajeev’s grip and rushes toward Marti*

Marti: Jaime! On you! *tosses the notebook before Aedan tackles her*

Jaime: *catching the notebook and reading while running away from Aedan* No birdsong heard can match her voice

No plumage bright can match her blush

To bear her makes the winds rejoice

You hear their laughter in their rush---Kind of hung up on the bird imagery, huh?

Aedan: *chasing after him* IT’S SUPPOSED TO BE THEMATIC, THAT’S HOW POETRY WORKS.

Jaime: *still reading* Oh would that I’d take wing as well

To join her joyful in that flight

But earth-bound as Hades I must dwell

To glance up squinting at her light

That’s why earth-splitting Dis did rage

To have heart a bird but ribs a cage---*stops running* Dude.

Aedan: *finally fading around him and snatching the notebook away* Happy?

Jaime: Honestly? Yeah. It’s kind of cool that you just... write stuff like that because you want to.

Aedan: Well don’t expect to read anything from me anytime soon after that stunt.

Jaime: All right, yeah, we should have been nicer and not stolen your notebook. Sorry.

Rajeev: It did sound pretty Iambic though. Like you had the duh-DUH down, mostly.

*Marti and Jaime glance at Rajeev*

Rajeev: What? I write music. I know what iambs are.

Aedan: *glancing over the sonnet* You think so?

Marti: Honestly it’s pretty sweet. Definitely overwhelming though, like, I wouldn’t just come at her with something like that, but I think she might really like it.

Aedan: You think so?

Jaime: I mean, she is always reading that drippy shoujo manga. That’s kind of on the same wavelength.

Aedan: Huh... maybe--

Rei: *running up* I heard yelling--what’s going on?

Aedan: *tossing the notebook over his shoulder on reflex* Nothing! Nothing at all!

[following-the-fairy-lights]

They were walking through the “dark drippy murder cave”, as Lup had dubbed it, all three of them with weapons out and on high alert for any necromactic energies (or nec-reepies and crawlies, as Lup had also dubbed them) emanating from the necromancer cult that supposedly used this cave as a base of operations. They had been tracking this cult for a few weeks now, with varying levels of success, but Kravitz had finally nailed down a promising lead from his raven retinue that he still would not let Barry utilize, even though he’d promised not to feed them full-fat suet again, it was an accident, Kravitz, he just hadn’t read the label right-

when he saw the fragment of the ritual circle on the floor.

It was hidden away, under black and rotting ivy, and for a split second Barry wondered why the damp hadn’t rubbed it away, until in the next second he realized several things simultaneously-

it wasn’t written on the stone, it was carved into it, meaning-

it was woven into the stone, it was powerful, really powerful, old too, probably, only old spells pull that kind of heft, so what does it say-

really old, Infernal, wow, that was the sigil for capture, and the sigil for enslave, and the sigil for-

LICH-

and

(carved recently, and concealed, the analytical part of his brain whispered in a calm, detached manner)

as all the other parts of his brain screamed-

LUP LUP’S GONNA STEP ON IT SHE’S RIGHT THERE-

Because Lup had taken point with Kravitz, she was moving forward with her eyes glued to the looming darkness ahead and not the intricately carved ritual circle right under her feet that had been designed for the ensnaring and torture of liches, and she was going to walk right into it-

And Barry Bluejeans made a decision not in a split second, but a decision that he’d already made, when Lup had kept not letting go, a decision made over a century of falling in love with the most perfect woman in any world and knowing that he would do anything for her-the only decision he could, or would ever, make.

He lunged forward, grasping Lup’s left arm, and yanked her back as hard as he physically could, pulling himself forward and off-balance in the process.

He twisted his body as he fell, as Lup yelped in surprise and fell in the opposite direction, away from the circle, so he could see her face. He wanted to see her, before the shit the fan. Before something really, really bad happened and he wouldn’t be able to anymore. He didn’t know what was about to happen, really, but he wasn’t afraid, because he knew that Lup would find him. He knew that she’d look, and she wouldn’t stop looking, for as long as it took, because the love they had for each other was so strong it bound them to their continued existence. They’d do anything for each other. And they both knew it. So it was OK. It would be OK.

Barry thought all this at Lup as hard as he could as he fell backwards towards some real bullshit, and then-

He felt himself fall into a field of crackling energy, and as it came alive around him he thought oh boy I hope krav’ll let me grow another-

and then existence was red and pain and him an outline in the center of the unbearable weight of it-

and blackness.

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Kravitz turned as Lup suddenly cried out with a, guys, this is a serious mission, no goofs!!!!! ready to snap out in a highly annoyed whisper, only to see Lup and Barry falling in opposite directions, and Barry looking at her with a face full of love and the unique im sorry you have for the person you love when there’s no other choice, and then the ground underneath him glows and Kravitz has only a moment to think oH SHIT before he throws up a weak-ass hurried shield that he knows Lucretia would call “superheated garbage”-

And then a blast throws him approximately the length of one of Angus’s soccer fields down the cave before he slams into a cold stone wall and the world goes sideways and blurry for a minute.

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There’s a voice.

It’s distant, but it’s there, and it sounds a little urgent, and it’s getting slowly closer the more she

wakes

up-

and suddenly there’s pain and dust and a horrific smell and she’s groaning-

“whaug?”

“Oh, thank the Queen. You’re not dead.”

“Augh…Krav?”

“Yes. Are you alright? Is anything broken? Can you sit up? Sorry, that’s a lot at once-“

“Take a chill pill, Skeletor, I’m fine. I’m in one piece and my brain isn’t Lup-soup.” She giggled at the rhyme, and then frowned. “OK, maybe a tad soupy.” she groaned. She sat up slowly, Krav shifting her to lean against the wall.

“Thanks, Kra-“. Her eyes snapped open. “Barry. Where is he, is he OK?” She looked around wildly, but Kravitz leaned forward and grabbed her shoulders.

“Lup. Lup, look at me.”

But Lup wasn’t looking at Kravitz. Lup was looking down what remained of the cave passage. Lup was looking at the collapsed passage, at the smoldering rocks, at the smoke and dust and sizzling remnants of arcane energy. Lup was straining, straining to see Barry, his body, his lich form emerge from the rubble sheepishly, rubbing his incorporeal neck and saying, whoops, totally my bad, guys, that one’s on me. And she’d run to him and be very annoyed only because she’d been so worried, even if it was only for a second, even if he was totally OK as a lich, even if she knew he’d never leave her, never, never again he wouldn’t leave her he wouldn’t-

(and she was also remembering Barry pulling her backwards and falling into a glowing circle and smiling, smiling at her the whole time with that dumb, stupid, infuriatingly loving expression of his and she was reaching, reaching for him but she couldn’t catch him-)

The cave kept on smoldering and shifting as rocks collapsed and spewed more dust and that awful deathly smell-and Barry kept not emerging.

And Lup kept on staring.

“Lup? Lup, I-there was no time. Barry, I, I couldn’t stop him, I couldn’t-there was a circle, a ritual, a necromatic ritual-I didn’t see it, I didn’t know-Lup I’m so, so sorry-“

And Lup tries to not let go, but there’s nothing to grasp onto but the screaming fear that beats where her heart used to be.

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this is kinda inspired by @marywhal who doesn’t know me, but has really been inspiring me lately. their writing for taz is so amazing, and it got me off my butt to finally write something i’ve wanted to for a long time!!!! (if you mind that i directly tagged you, please let me know and I can remove it!!! also sorry.) 

i hope what happens here is mostly accurate. my apologies if anything is wonky. i am a gal that loves d&d, but unfortunately i can never play it cause i am tragically not in a d&d group.

i may continue this if i can manage not to procrastinate really bad!!!!!!!

thanks for reading!!!! <3

[noctiferous-fr]

Lair Review for @starsetfr  

(A Part of my Apparel for Reviews System) 

Under a cut because I wrote a lot lol. 

Starset Lair Link

Right off the bat, I absolutely adore the way you’ve set up the tab description! I honestly might use that concept because my main tab is currently all dedicated to who is on what page instead of like the main clan aesthetic. Your lore sounds really cool too! I love the vibe of a vacation town omg that’s so cute.

I really like your bio setups! They’re very simplistic but the information is all easily accessible. The inclusion of the lil emojis in Threadfin’s bio made me smile – they are so adorable. The aesthetic of the first page is so nice and I love the mixtures of blues and browns. I like this little family unit of Threadfin / Tetra and their kids. And wow! Owen looks fantastic, and I love the little “drippy eyes….” Comment in her bio lol.

Betta’s colors are so pleasing to look at. I love the mixture of the bright colors and the way his apparel matches and compliments his accent.  It’s amazing how you’ve managed to give all these first page dragons a ‘watery’ aesthetic while still managing to make them all look like individuals.

Sardonyx’s colors and apparel are all so pleasing to look at, and his accent is such a perfect match that it took me a while to notice it. I love how the spine in the accent is matched with the rusted metal of his apparel. His lore was very interesting and led me to go and check out Galford.

Omg Galford…. I love him. His lore is so interesting and I am smitten with this angsty, bitter old man. The line at the end about him noticing that the town became a tourist destination made me chuckle. I legit just can’t get over exactly how much I love him.

I’m always here for purple dragons, and Tendril is just gorgeous. I especially love the layering of the daredevil cover and the linen head wrap. It’s just such a good look. The brightness of plum alloy against his more dark tone is so eye-catching… We love to see it. The way the black fabric of the white raven armor covers up a good portion of the bright plum also just looks really neat and I love it. Plum Ghost is just barely noticeable and I really adore the way it peeks out from beneath the head coverings.

Sunshine looks so bright and cheerfully and I feel like I love her. The concept of a shell shop is so stinkin’ cute omg, and I adore her cute lil accent and the shells it gives her. The few pieces of apparel on her look great too, and I love that you’ve left most of her naked so that her accent can shine.

Thulian caught my eye immediately with her purple and green color scheme and I really love her lore. She makes me feel sad for her and she sounds so sweet :( . I always love seeing that accent because my custom progen also wears it! Funnily enough, my progen actually used to be a tree before she was transformed into a dragon by a ‘strange mage’ (well, he used to be a mystery, and then he turned up and everyone realized he was a bit of a dork). I feel like the two of them would get along.

Ohohohooh…. Hollow has such a perfect aesthetic I have chills. I love them. I adore the way their brown / earthy tones are being ‘taken over’ by his icy apparel. All in all it just looks fantastic.

Evika’s apparel is so cool and from the small amount of lore she has I already love her. I actually really love how her apparel doesn’t match her colors and instead adds an entirely new element. The Thresher Flatfins are such a neat apparel item that I haven’t used yet but Evika looks stunning in it. I love the purple tones on her apparel and just her entire look…

Yaeshaun’s wings are the best thing I’ve ever seen in my life. For lots of colors I dislike Iri/Shim but Cyan Shimmer is an absolute stunner. I adore the brightness of them contrasted with his monotone prim and tert. The way the roundhorns match the bright cyan colors is just amazing. His outfit really fits his role too, which is something I personally struggle with in my own lair! Overall just a gorgeous lil man.

Bet you’d never imagined that a shadow lair would immediately gravitate towards Penumbra, huh? She’s so gorgeous that I am almost speechless. I love the mixture of apparel that you’ve used and the layering. It creates such an amazing aesthetic and really just solidifies her shadow-y aesthetic. I was shocked to see her bio say her role is a healer but I really love that! What a great contrast between her look and her lore, and I’d love to know more about her :D

From Penumbra directly to Canidae we go! Gosh, I adore when people mix colors from different sections of the color wheel and I especially love the mix of greens and golds that she has. Peacock Capsule is absolutely gorgeous and I love how you can see it peeking out from under her clothes. Spruce Trail really compliments it well and stops her golden aesthetic from becoming overpowering. I love that all of her apparel is gold-based and contrasts against her secondary / tertiary, and the way you’ve added the obsidian roundhorns to compliment the black candles is masterful.

When I saw Ahkalone I immediately remembered Galford’s lore and clicked on him so fast. His colors and apparel? Fantastic. Love it all. Now onto the lore… oh gosh… I love this story and I’m so invested in them lol. When I read about the ring in Galford’s bio I didn’t expect to get to know who it theoretically belonged to but then I did and my appreciated for Canidae just went through the roof. Ahkalone sounds like such a cool character that I’d love to hate in a way lol.

Trenchdust’s entire aesthetic and overall look? Top tier. Also I love the little bit in his bio lol it’s so relatable for when I’m trying to nail down and character’s role or what they do. The way the ghost hands peek out from under the feathered wing and are only really visible where they are reaching out beyond him is also just awesome looking and something I don’t think I’ve seen done before.

No dragon with orchid or mint will go uncomplimented in my presence! Alaurun is an absolute stunner. I love all of her colors and the way her genes work with them. The learned sage apparel matched with the main mint color so well and gives her such an otherworldly aesthetic.

*deep breath* LUCKY is FANTASTIC. I love me some spirals, and I love the rot look she has going on. She sounds like such a diva and I absolutely love it. Her apparel is so well layered and really adds to her look along with her genes. Just overall such a great looking dragon.

Discordium is stunning and that’s all there is to it. I love the way wine tapir looks and it was honestly shocking to me that he wasn’t an xxy dragon! His colors match so well together and I just love his apparel. The pinks all tie together and he looks so good. His lore is really cool too! I’m all about things like that and he seems so interesting!

[artificialqueens]

Beneath the Amber Moon, Part 6 (Galactica AU Group Fic) – TheDane & Veronica

Heyyy!! Welcome to Part 6 of “Beneath the Amber Moon,” a group fic set in the Galactica Universe. Click here for previous chapters.

We hope you’re enjoying it! Let us know what you think!

Summary: Sand witches, sketches, jet skis, and baby influencers.

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Courtney skipped down the beach, Julia’s hand in hers, the little girl giggling and running to keep up. She was glad that she had an excuse to avoid the huge buffet and endless sugary cocktails. She’d already indulged quite a bit this week, and knew that any more would only make it even harder to get back into Supergirl-shape for her publicity shoot back in LA. Not to mention, Bianca had given her a look as they disembarked that sent shivers down her spine. But she wasn’t thinking about that, not now...

“This looks good!” she said, pointing to a spot in the sand and handing Julia a bucket. “Can you fill this with water? Then I’ll show you the secret.”

“Okay!” Julia took the bucket and ran off towards the ocean, Courtney spreading out a towel and watching her closely. The water in the bay was calm and gentle, and while she knew the 7-year-old would be fine, she didn’t want any accidents.

“Courtney!”

Courtney glanced up to see Violet, walking down the beach towards her, tote bag in hand.

“Hey! What’s up?”

“I made you something.”

“You did? For me?” Courtney smiled. “What?”

“... A sketch? For the jacket?” Violet said, a small smile playing on her face, as if she couldn’t believe Courtney had already forgotten. “From yesterday.”

“Oh. Right.” Courtney blushed, waving to Julia as she scampered back from the water, now able to turn fully towards Violet.

“So, it’s a truly horrendous piece of… clothing, but I think I made something you might like.” Violet reached into her tote, taking out a thick piece of paper, and Courtney gasped.

“It’s a completely different jacket!” Courtney grabbed the paper, holding it up in the light so she could see it. It was drawn in soft watercolors, but Violet had managed to keep the rainbow theme, the new cut she had suggested giving it a much more current and young vibe, while the simple buttons, the denim material and the strategically placed rhinestones somehow aged it up to almost be appropriate for any adult that actually wanted to wear a full rainbow. Courtney was elated at how much better the new version looked. Maybe her new collection would be wearable after all.

“Hi Violet,” Julia said, settling down in the sand.

“Oh,” Violet shifted. “Hi.” Juju’s twins were at that awkward age where they were almost real people, but not quite, and it was very unsettling.

“Courtney’s gonna teach me the secret to making creepy sand witches’ castles.”

“That’s...nice.”

“Get it? Sand witch?” Julia asked gleefully.

Violet blinked down at her, and Courtney stifled a laugh, putting a hand on the little girl’s back.

“Okay, first we need to make a nice tall mound for the base. That’s right, work on that.” Courtney turned back to Violet. “That jacket is amazing. Have you thought about any of the other designs?”

“I may have...made a few more sketches.” Violet bit her lip, clutching the sketch book. “I was gonna work on some more now...do you wanna go over them...later?”

“Sure!” Courtney grinned up at her. “How do you feel about the title ‘Creative Director’?”

Violet laughed. “Sure.”

“I’m serious.”

“Oh...” Violet looked at Courtney, like she was still searching her face for traces of a lie. “Well... We’ll see.”

“Is this good?” Julia asked.

“That is the most perfect mound I’ve ever seen!” Courtney told her. “Okay, are you ready for the secret part?”

“Yes!”

“Um…so...”

“Do you wanna hang out with us and work here?” Courtney patted the towel beside her, and Violet shook her head. “You sure? I’m about to reveal a pretty cool secret…”

“No thanks,” Violet said with a light chuckle. “I’ll see you later.”

“Okay.” Courtney smiled again.

“Bye Violet!” Julia called, then clutched Courtney’s arm. “Show me show me!”

“Alright, pumpkin.”

/////

“Oh my god…” Raven groaned with delight, biting into a sugary, cream-filled donut. With a crispy outside and a soft, pillowy center, drizzled with the perfect amount of doce de leite. Heaven.

“You want me to leave you two alone, or…?” Juju teased, taking a bite of her panna cotta.

“Shut up, I’m having a moment,” Raven said.

“Yeah, I can tell. Let me know if you need a change of panties.”

Raven laughed and punched her lightly on the shoulder.

“Just let me enjoy the afternoon, bitch! I have two babies; I never get me time.”

“You have two nannies, too. Your whole life is me time,” Juju countered.

“Okay, do you know what it’s like managing two nannies and a housekeeper? Because that is noteasy.”

“No, can’t say I do. But if I want to know, I’ll be sure to ask Raja.”

Raven let out an indignant little shriek, then picked her donut up again.

“You’re my real friend,” she said to the pastry, taking another bite as Juju laughed beside her.

/////

“Hey, guys.” Alaska approached Courtney and Julia, who were still busy making tall, drippy sandcastles.

“Look!” Julia cried, happily showing off her creation.

“That’s amazing!”

“It’s a castle for a sand witch!”

“Sand witch?” Alaska laughed at the silly pun, while made Julia giggle.

“Courtney taught me how to do this drippy thing, wanna see?”

“Totally.” Alaska knelt down, watching Julia drip the wet sand through her fingers, adding to her already towering castle. “That is a very cool technique.”

“I know,” Julia said, beaming and hugging Courtney around the waist.

“Is there no end to your talent, Court?”

“I’m just trying to stay out of trouble,” Courtney laughed.

“Trouble?”

Courtney’s eyes shifted over to the nearby lounge chairs, where Bianca was sitting, oiled up, skin already glowing with a healthy bronze tan. She’d pulled the straps of her bathing suit down off her shoulders, giving Courtney an even better look at her cleavage. From this angle, she looked like a 50’s pinup girl, and all Courtney could think about was sinking her teeth into the smooth skin of her perfect thighs.

Alaska followed Courtney’s gaze and let out a little chuckle.

“Having some...self control issues?”

“You could say that,” Courtney admitted, biting her lip. “But I’m trying to take precautions.”

Courtney wiggled her fingers, showing off her decadent stiletto nails, and Alaska laughed, shaking her head.

“Trust me, girl...those are not gonna stop you. But I wish you the best of luck.”

“What are you guys talking about?” Julia asked, head tilted curiously.

“Um, we’re talking about...the tickle monster!” Courtney grabbed her and began to tickle her, causing her to shriek with happy laughter.

/////

The fact that he had managed to slip away undetected should probably have made him feel bad, but honestly, Patrick only really felt ecstatic at the fact that he avoided an afternoon of beach activities and jet skis. He had made his way to the top of the boat, setting up so he could easily see and hear the entire party going on, in case Fame needed him.

For now, however, he was beyond happy to just sit down, the budget his assistant had mailed him and one of the staff had kindly printed in hand along with a red pen, the sounds of everyone floating to him on the wind, as he got down to work.

/////

“Hey, lil bear…” Jinkx wrapped her arms around Adore’s shoulders from behind, giving her a soft kiss on the cheek. “How are you, baby?”

“I’m good!” Adore swallowed her mouthful of paella, picking up a piece of fried calamari. “Trying to sober up so that I can ride on one of those sick jet skis.”

“Mmm, sounds fun.” Jinks settled down onto the bench beside Adore, adjusting her hat.

“You wanna join? They said that Courtney and I could do it after lunch.”

“Uh, no. Not really my thing. But I’ll be cheering you on.”

“Fair enough.” Adore took a huge bite of a shrimp pastel.

“So...do you think we could have a little chat, just the two of us?” Jinkx asked, voice low. “When you’re done eating.”

Adore’s blood ran cold, unfinished pastel paused in mid air. Shit.

“Sure. I mean...I don’t know when I’ll be done, though. Did you see that spread? Ha ha,” Adore laughed weakly.

“I know, it’s fucking awesome!” Detox agreed, devouring a bowl of moqueca like he needed it to live.

“Right, but...look, I’ve really been wanting to talk to you, babe,” Jinkx tried again, tucking a lock of Adore’s hair behind her ear.

“Yeah, too bad we don’t live together!” Adore joked.

“Dore.”

“Be right back, Imma go get seconds!” Adore jumped up from the table and raced back to the buffet.

Jinkx let out a sigh, then saw Alaska glowering at her from across the beach.

“Ugh, don’t start, I tried.” Jinkx knew Alaska couldn't hear her, but she still wanted to say the words.

“What?” Detox looked up from his plate.

“Nothing.”

/////

“Well that looks, complicated.” Fame took a sip of her drink, looking over at Raven.

She was standing in the water nearby, trying to get both of her twins to sit still on a big flat rock. They were dressed in crocheted mermaid costumes and giant ridiculous flower headbands.

“Tanya! Smile for Mommy! Smile!”

Detox stood by, snapping photos, the man clearly finding the entire thing beyond amusing.

“You should see the shopping session.” Raja bit into a strawberry. “They had custom Dolce & Gabbana jackets.”

Fame shook her head. Her friend was truly delirious. She had always known that Raven would go completely overboard, but it was still somewhat unsettling to see toddlers that were only serving as playthings for their mother, though Fame would never dream of saying it. She loved Raja too much, and it was never wise to get in an argument with a business partner. Fame turned away from the beach, the amusement of toddlers in mermaid costumes already passed, as Courtney and Adore rode by on their jet skis.

Raja watched Fame’s face fall. They hadn’t had a chance to discuss the fact that Courtney had showed up, both of them too busy, but Raja could see it as plain as day on Fame’s face that she was unhappy with the turn of events, though she was sure Fame would look exactly the same to anyone who hadn’t worked with her for more than a decade. Raja didn’t care about a lot of people, but she did care about Fame, the blonde somehow worming her way into her heart and staying there.

“So, how are you holding up?”

“Holding up?” Fame bit her lip, so clearly lying it was almost pathetic. “I’m holding up amazingly.”

Raja smiled. “Don’t lie to me. I know you too well for that.”

Fame sighed. “I’m fine.”

“Just know that I’m here.” Raja touched Fame’s shoulder. “Okay?”

“Okay.”

/////

“Augh!” Courtney shrieked, as Adore rode by, dangerously close, spraying her with water. The two of them were tooling around the bay on jet skis, having beelined for them the second lunch was over. Adore could barely listen to the instructions, she was so anxious to get on.

“Is this what it would feel like to ride a motorcycle?” she yelled to Courtney.

“I think this is probably way more fun than a motorcycle!” Courtney shouted back. She sped up, chasing Adore around the boat, seeing Bianca standing on the dock, watching them, a drink in hand.

“B, you’re missing out!” Adore called to her. “Too bad you’re so old and no fun at all!”

Bianca raised her middle finger. Courtney slowed her own jet ski, looking up at her with a cheeky grin.

“Wanna get on?” Courtney asked.

“Uh, I don’t think so,” Bianca chuckled.

“Why… Ya scared?” Courtney revved the engine, riding in a slow circle, and Bianca smirked at her. She sucked down the last of her cocktail, setting her glass down and taking off her cover-up.

“Scared...pffft,” she scoffed, slipping on a life jacket, handed to her by the steward trying to keep them all from killing themselves. “How the fuck am I supposed to do this, anyway?”

The steward beckoned Courtney forward, helping support Bianca’s weight while she lowered herself down, hands gripping Courtney’s shoulders.

Bianca eventually settled in just behind Courtney, pressed into her back.

“It’s probably better to hold onto her waist,” the steward told her.

Bianca swallowed, placing her hands around Courtney’s waist, feeling those abs under her hands.

“Are you good?” Courtney asked.

“I’m good.” She then let out a gasp as the jet ski lurched forward, Courtney accelerating quickly, causing her to hold on tighter. “Fucking hell!”

Courtney giggled, gunning it even faster, loving the feel of Bianca’s thighs gripping hers, arms now tightly wrapped around her waist, lips inches from her neck, where the hair was standing on end. The faster she went, the closer Bianca held her, and so she zipped around the bay like a demon out of hell.

Bianca’s heart pounded, cheeks feeling hot and flushed as she pressed close to Courtney, clinging to her. Why did she think this was a good idea? And why did Courtney always have to feel so fucking perfect in her arms? She cursed internally, kicking herself for letting her feelings run away with her. Honestly, it was unlikely that Courtney was thinking about her as anything more than an ex. Her best friend’s sister.

Of course, then a hand reached down, gently squeezing her thigh, as Courtney asked, “Everything okay, B?”

“Ahem…Yeah. Everything’s fine. You’re an excellent driver.”

Courtney giggled, leaning back into her arms, and Bianca felt her icy heart melt a little.

/////

“Almost seems fun.” Karl looked at the jet skis, the sounds of Adore’s screams carrying from the distance.

“Almost being the keyword.” Sutan laughed. “Remember when we went to Sunny Beach? In Bulgaria?”

“You almost died.”

“And who’s fault that was?”

Karl rolled his eyes. “No one forced you to drink a double whale and go swimming.”

Sutan smiled. “Everything seems like a good idea when you’re high on coke.” They were some of the last to make their way towards the boat, the two friends having spent time at the beach, looking for seashells for Sutans mom, Karl’s pockets filled with conchs of different shapes and sizes. Sutan threw an arm around Karl’s shoulder. “Thank god we don’t do that anymore, huh?”

“Yeah... Thank god.”

/////

“I like your bracelet.”

Violet looked up from her magazine, surprised etched into her features at Fame’s voice, the blonde standing behind her deck chair, a small smile on her perfect face. They had all returned to the boat, the giant ship now cruising through the water to whatever destination Fame planned for next.

“I…” Violet touched her bracelet. “I, umh. Thank you.” It was a thin golden band, the metal woven together, and Violet had fallen in love with it the first time she had seen it.

“Where did you get it?”

“I found it at TILT.”

“Oh, so it’s vintage?”

Violet nodded. She was unsure why Fame was being so welcoming towards her, her mind briefly wondering if Sutan had asked Fame to keep an eye on her, but that didn’t make sense.

Violet stood up, ready to respond to Fame’s question, when her world turned dark.

/////

Courtney climbed out of the hot tub and onto the deck, muscles loose and relaxed. The evening air had turned chilly, sun low in the sky, and she shivered.

“Need a towel?”

Bianca caught her eye, giving a half smile, unable to stop thinking about their jet ski ride.

“Yeah, thanks.” Courtney hugged her arms, and Bianca stepped forward with a large beach towel from the shelf, wrapping it around her shoulders.

The gesture was more intimate than she’d planned. She looked into Courtney’s eyes, lashes wet with tiny beads of water, and gulped. But at the same time, she didn’t really want to look away.

And it appeared that she wasn’t the only one, Courtney holding her gaze, an inscrutable smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

“Violet!”

A sudden shriek pierced the air, Fame’s voice ringing out, snapping both Bianca and Courtney out of their little daze.

[stormdancer]

★☆★Guild Wars 2 Asks!★☆★

Retumblr’d from @guildwuff2 who got it from somebody, from somebody, from...

But I tweaked it slightly, fixing the misspelling of favorite. And answered them all because I felt like it. 

1. When did you start playing? In the closed Beta.

2. What was your first characters race/class (profession)? I went through all the races & classes in Beta, but saved the Charr for release, because I knew that’s what I wanted to play. My first ‘real’ character was a Charr Ranger. She remains my favorite, but I think I have more hours on my Charr Engineer.

3. How many characters do you have? Seven.

4. Whats your favorite race? Charr!

5. Whats your least favorite race? Human

6. What do you prefer PvE or PVP? PvE

7. Have you spent IRL money on the gem shop? Yep. I’d spend more if they had more RP-friendly stuff. 

8. Whats your favorite zone? It varies a lot. Amnoon is such a RP-friendly city, and that whole zone works nicely.

9. Whats your favorite city? The Black Citadel. Amnoon’s a close second.

10. Whats your favorite PVP map? I don’t PvP enough to have one. I liked the old WvWvW maps.

11. Whats a piece of gear you always transmute because you love the look of it so much? Pretty much anything that looks practical and realistic. They’re in short supply.

12. How many achievement points do you have? Uh... I have NFC. Maybe I’ll check later & edit.

13. Is it okay to ask to RP with you? Absolutely! 

14. Is your guild open to new members? Shard: Not really, we’ve reached a stable number. AUX: Pretty much always.

15. Have you ever been really angry at the game? why? More than a few times. The Skipping Stones JP made me ragequit a few times. 

16. Do you enjoy jumping puzzles? Yep! I’ve done every one of them in the game, on my Charr. Including the WvW one back when it was really heavily contested, and the old Lion’s Arch ones when they were freakin’ hard.

17. Whats your best guild wars experience? My wonderful RP guild. Seriously. So many wonderful adventures and stories there.

18. Do you have a favorite character from the lore? Probably Rytlock. But I adore Taimi.

19. Is there a class you like the idea of but the gameplay doesn’t match up for you? Elementalists. I just suck at playing them.

20. How far have you made it in SAB (Super Adventure Box) if you had the chance to play it? Maybe halfway through lvl1? It’s fun, I like it, but... 

21. Favorite weapon skin? Didn’t we do this back at 11? Uhm. Probably the drippy Orrian sword. If my rangers could use the sniper rifle (WHICH THEY SHOULD), it’d be that.

22. Do you have a legendary? Which one or ones? Nope. That’s too much like work.

23. Whats your favorite legendary? Uh... the one with the ravens? I guess? Because ravens.

24. Is there a race you hate with a passion? Not really. 

25. What class do you hate to face in PVP? I don’t PvP enough to care. Maybe thieves. 

26. Are there any players you look up to? Yup!

27. First memorable friend you made through guild wars? Soho. <3  There’s been several since then, but Soho was first.

28. Do you play with sound on or off? I *want* to play with it on, because it’s so good, but GW2 crashes on me a lot, and the audio seems to be part of it, so I leave it off.

29. Do you stream GW2? If so where can I watch you? Nope.

30. Are you obsessed with in game fashion? No. Most of it looks absurd, and most of my characters wear Medium. It’s a struggle to find decent looking realistic Medium armor. See #11. If we could mix-n-match town clothes again, I would be. See #40.

31. Do you have a favorite dye? Not really. Probably the ones I don’t have yet. :P

32. Whats the best glider skin in your opinion? I like the feathered wings a lot, it goes w/ the backpack.

33. Have you ever had to block someone? My block list is long. 

34. Weirdest map chat experience? *shrug* There’s been a lot of them, but none stand out at the moment.

35. Do you have 100% map completion on any of your characters? Yep, 2 of them. Working on a 3rd.

36. What type of player are you? Hardcore, Casual, Semi-hardcore, Barely online. None of the above. I’m a roleplayer. I’m on for probably 10-15 hours a week.

37. What are the top three tips you would give someone just starting to play? a) Do not rush to 80! Relax and just play. Every zone everywhere has fun to offer, at every level.  b) Linger, after completing events. There are often follow-through events, or even just entertaining NPC dialog. c) Explore. Look everywhere. Get map completion, but don’t do it by bunny-jumping from point to point. The game is rich with cool stuff that most people sprint past.

38. Best memory in guild wars? It’s a long story.

39. Do you stick to one character mostly or are you an altoholic? Somewhere between. I have about 3 characters I play with any regularity.

40. What bothers you the most about the game if anything? Plenty. I *hate* that they turned ‘street clothes’ into outfits - we used to be able to mix & match and I want that back! I hate the new Lion’s Arch. I hate that the Living World isn’t anymore. I’m aggravated that /em still has like 3x the range of /say.

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Everywhere on the album, you’re hearing The Stooges, The Pixies, Suicide, Bob Dylan, Sonic Youth, Jane’s Addiction, The Kinks, The Cramps, Sonic Youth, Led Zeppelin, The Beatles and pretty much everybody else of note you can think of. Remarkably, it manages to be insanely, impertinently derivative without irritating the listener. Listening to White Blood Cells feels like being hypnotised into joining a sinister religious cult for the 15-track duration. White Stripes formed in the late Nineties, but it was their third album, this year’s White Blood Cells, that got them noticed. Stare as hard as you like, baby – this time it really is all about the music. With White Stripes, it seems to be a case of: We’re different, nothing like you at all. White Stripes’s determined visual oddness sets them apart from the common herd maybe because it suggests that, uniquely for these times, they do not (will not?) exude any stale pop chumminess, any We’re-Just-Like-You-Guys bonhomie (the last refuge of the talentless pop scoundrel). Then there’s Meg, with her drums, bashing away intensely, all long, drippy pigtails and hillbilly stillness, like she might feel more at home spanking the banjo in an all-female remake of Deliverance. He resembles one of the lost smalltown teenagers who sat beside the dead body in River’s Edge. There’s Jack on vocals and guitar, twanging away hypnotically, all raven, mussed hair and screaming paleness. Dressed only in red, white, a touch of black, Jack and Meg Wade resemble something Andy Warhol and David Byrne might have dreamt up for an art happening. Watching their sweaty, intimate show at Brighton’s Concorde 2, it’s clear that, even in music-business terms, White Stripes are not your average twentysomethings. At one point, there was a hot rumour flying around that they were not siblings at all, rather a divorced couple, which makes you wonder what sort of children they might have had. The first thing to say about brother-sister Detroit duo White Stripes is that it has been some time since a band looked so defiantly, organically odd. Basing your answer closely on the extract, write the article (between 120–150 words). You are far less impressed by what you have seen and intend to say so in your review of the concert. (b) As a music critic for the local paper, you have watched the same performance as the writer of the original extract. (a) Comment on how the writer uses language to express her views and feelings in the extract. The passage below is a favourable review of an American group called White Stripes and appeared in a broadsheet newspaper.

[enchantment1385]

I was tagged by the gorgeous @sassylavellen​ and the equally stunning  @elevanetheirin​ thank you, you lovelies! <3 <3  favorite game from the last 5 years?  Oh wow! ummm... (checks online for release dates of games I love) Mass effect 3, Dragon age inquisition, The wolf among us, Tales from the borderlands, Oxenfree, D4 - Dark dreams don’t die, Injustice: Gods Among Us. All damn good games. 

most nostalgic game?  Final Fantasy IX. Now, I know a lot of people don’t like FF9, but... I did, and still do. I must have played it at least a dozen times, just because it makes me smile. Vivi... He’s just so adorable! 

game that deserves a sequel?  Shenmue!  Oh wait, that’s happening already!  Most of the games I like have sequels planned or are part of a bigger project anyway! But, there are two DS games called hotel dusk: room 215 and Last Window: The Secret of Cape West, both following the same character which were AMAZEBALLS! But we never got to see the conclusion of Kyle’s backstory. 

game that deserves a remaster?  Other than the very expected Dragon age/ Mass effect answer?  Discworld (1995), because Eric Idle voicing Rincewind the Wizzard (yes it is supposed to be spelt with two Z’s) is just the absolute definition of awesome. 

favorite game series? Dragon age, Mass effect, Skyrim, Guild Wars 2, Sam & Max, Batman: Arkham Asylum & Arkham City (Personally, I think the third one can piss right off...)   Pretty much all of the Telltale games.

favorite genre? RPG / Adventure /  Action / MMORPG. Big bloody games with huge amounts of character customization and story if possible.   

least favorite genre?  @EAsellingyoursoulstothelordofdarkness - 

MULTIPLAYER,

because people are dicks who seem to forget that we are,

A, Playing a GAME and B, When did that STOP being fucking fun?!  Also, I have no friends, so stop mocking me!

favorite song from a game? Kingdom Hearts Dearly Beloved 

Or 

FFX - Otherworld

favorite character from a game?

Alistair, Shale, Dorian, Hawke, Isabela, Varric, Wrex, Garrus, Tali, Mr drippy, Yuri Lowell, Raven, Sam and Max, Handsome Jack, Fang, Bigby wolf, Vivi, Auron, Kefka the clown, everyone in FF crisis core, Kyle Hyde, Rytlock Brimstone, Canach, Neloth, and all of my of my own OC’s... 

favorite ship from a game? Yuna X Tidus,  Alistair X Warden, Shepard X Garrus, Hawke X Fenris, Inky X Dorian... Kinda.., Inky X Bull, Inky X Cullen,   I mean, I love all the bioware romances, but considering they all in potential heartbreak and/or death... I’m going with Zidane X Garnet from FFIX as the winner - BECAUSE IT DAMN WELL ENDS HAPPILY! Unlike this shit, my poor son had to go through... 

favorite voice actor from a game? Dameon Clarke, Adam Harrington, Keythe Farley, Brandon Keener,  Brian Bloom, Mark Meer, Jennifer Hale, Ramon Tikaram, Steven Barr, Steve Blum, Courtenay Taylor.

favorite cutscene? Blitzball - FFX  Leaving Earth - ME3  FFVII Crisis Core - Genesis and Angeal VS Sephiroth  Inquisitors chambers at the end of the main game - Dragon age inquisition 

favorite boss? To fight? Probably the reapers, just because they are scary on so many levels, and when I shoot the shit out of that reactor at the end... I feel like,  ‘You may have tortured me for 3 sodding games, but in the end, it’s me who gets the last laugh you piece of shit...’

first console? Super Nintendo

current console or consoles? PS4, Xbox360, and my darling, noisy as hell laptop! 

console you want? I don’t... I want a new laptop...

place from a game that you’d like to visit? The citadel or maybe The grove from GW2 because that place always looks stunning! 

place from a game that you’d like to live in? Kirkwall, because it houses Varric, Hawke, and Fenris...

ridiculous crossover that would never happen but would be super fun? Dragon age ~ Kingdom hearts = Dragon heart? Kingdom age? ... That would just be the best! 

Book that would make a good game? Thud! Is one of my favorite Terry Pratchett books, and I think it would make a brilliant, and funny game! 

show/movie that would make a good game? The crow. 

games you want to play? Witcher 3, FFXV, Until dawn. 

have you gotten 💯% completion in a game? Tales from the borderlands 

have you 😢 over a game? Oh yes. Mass effect 2, Mass effect 3, Dragon age origins, 2, and inquisition, FFX, FF crisis core, FF IX, The walking dead season 2, GW2, Ni no kuni.... 

what power-up or ability would you want in real life? Magic / biotics... Failing that, a FF summons?  

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