#uncle fel

[kumapillow]

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[sakuwsker]

Fel, Mukouda Tsuyoshi & Sui ~ Tondemo Skill de Isekai Hourou Meshi episode 6

[koko2unite]

After a long day of hunting down the finest preys, it's time for Fel the Fenrir to take a nice rest while waiting for Mukouda's cooking for today's dinner. However, Mukouda realized something is weirdly hard about his familiar and companion. Should he continue making the dinner or help Fel relaxing? Download Pack

*Originally part of the reward for members of koko2unite patrons https://patreon.com/koko2unite for May 2023.

[theswedishpajas]

So I started watching something today

[strawberrycamel]

me, watching Tondemo Skill de Isekai Hourou Meshi episode 6: hmm i don't know how i feel about the slime being able to speak now-

me, two minutes later, hand over my mouth, holding back tears: oh my god, oh my god that slime is their child. they're co-parenting Sui. Fel is Uncle Fel. oh my god. oh my god.

[fluffysucker]

Epilogue

Bucky Barnes x Reader (AU)

A/N: Written in Third POV. No use of Y/N. However, the reader is referred to as a female.

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You stood in front of the stairs, glaring at them. If looks could kill, they would be on fire. They are your worst enemy right now. You took a deep breath, refusing to let them win. You held onto the railings for dear life, taking very slow steps down. One by one. You almost screamed in victory once you finished the stairs. You moved to the kitchen when you could already hear the chaos happening.

"Good morning, my babies." You made your presence known in the kitchen with your cheerful greeting, also declaring that you were in a good mood. There was no need to avoid you.

A mix of "Good morning, mommy" filled your ears as you moved to give each of your kids a kiss. You turned to your husband, who looked like he, too, expected a good morning kiss. But you turned to get a bottle of water from the fridge. The audacity. Like he hasn't done enough.

You sat in between your children, where Bucky put your plates filled with your favourite food. You thanked him reluctantly and kept on talking to Theo and Lily. It wasn't long before you heard the honk of the school bus. Bucky helped them out as you wished them a good day.

"So the silent treatment is only for me?" Bucky asked as he walked back into the kitchen.

"I think it's the least you deserve." You replied, eating your food.

"C'mon. It's going to be fun." Daggers shot from your eyes at your husband. Only for giggles to fill the place.

"See, Sam agrees with me." Bucky was grateful he could find someone to help him.

"No, he is laughing at how stupid his dad is." You turned to look at your smiling toddler in his chair.

"Isn't that right, sweetie?" You asked as you fed the toddler a spoonful of his food.

Your year and a half old baby, who was named after his Uncle Sam as a thank you for his help and support, was fully laughing. A laugh that warmed your heart.

You got up to get some juices out of the fridge. You opened the cupboard to get a cup, but you couldn't reach it. Somehow, you got shorter this time. There was no explanation for this.

"C'mon, doll. You can't blame me for making sure you never leave me." Bucky said as he handed you your favourite cup at the moment.

"Who is known for leaving who, Barnes?" An offended gasp left Bucky's mouth at your words.

"Cheap shot, doll." Bucky said as he added more food to Sam's plate. And your favourite vegetables chopped into yours.

"And I think you should keep it in your pants or get a vasectomy because I can't do this again." You got back to your place, resting your hand on your swallowing belly.

"But I already bought a car big enough for a football team." You threw the piece of toast at him. God, he was so annoying. But you were his to annoy.

"Plus, don't act like you didn't enjoy it. I'm pretty sure that one is all your fault." Bucky came to sit next to you.

"How so?" You asked as you fed your toddler, who was having so much fun watching his parents bicker.

"You seduced me. What exactly were you expecting when you wore that dress on my birthday? A man can handle so much." A smirk formed on his face at the memory of the day.

"So you made sure I could never look good again." You pointed to your six-month-pregnant belly.

"Nothing can ever make this true. You are always going to be the most beautiful and prettiest woman ever." Bucky wasn't just saying this to boast about your confidence, which had been lacking lately, but because he truly believed. In his eyes, you only get prettier by the day.

"You are unbelievable." You woke up to get some water. That baby was dehydrating you like a desert.

As you closed the fridge, you felt Bucky's hand around your baby bump, and you instantly relaxed into his touch.

"Okay, one more baby. Then we can see. But I'm not getting a vasectomy." Bucky kept laying small kisses on your neck until you turned to look at him.

Maybe if he stopped looking at you like you were his world, you could resist. Maybe if he didn't shower you with affection and love, you would be able to keep it together. Maybe if he wasn't always there for you, you would have something to say.

You gave up and smiled at him. You leaned in and pressed your lips to his in a soft kiss that didn't last as long as he wanted.

"You will be the death of me, Bucky Barnes."

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[elficially-done-with-life]

Trust

Pairing: Celebrimbor x elf!Reader

Summary: In Valinor, Celebrimbor falls in love with the Reader but because of everything that happend in his life, he has difficulty to be vulnerable in front of you.

Warnings: self doubt, insecurity

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Celebrimbor didn't really know how to behave towards you. So much had happened in his life that it had become difficult for him to open up to other people.

It had only been a few weeks since you had confessed that you were in love with each other. He himself had harboured feelings for you for some time but had never expected you to return them.

His uncle Celegorm had always encouraged him and said he would have had no more doubts if he had seen the way you looked at him when he was working in the forge with his upper body exposed. Curufin, who was less than enthusiastic about Celegorm's comments, had told Celebrimbor that he deserved a happy life more than anyone in their family and should at least give it a try.

And yet he was still unsure. It had actually come about by chance that you had confessed to each other how you felt, but not much more had happened since then.

He had held your hand a few times, brushed your hair behind your ear and looked at you lovingly, but nothing more had happened because he was afraid of being so vulnerable infront of another person.

Celebrimbor knew that you would never hurt him, but he still had this fear inside him, triggered by the many times he had been hurt in his life.

But he thought it was unfair to you, because sometimes he noticed the way you looked at him, as if you were thinking about kissing him or wrapping your arms around him, and even though he would love nothing more than to hold you close and plant several kisses on your cheeks, he still had this fear.

So he avoided you to clear his head a bit, but he felt really guilty about it. You deserved better.

When he wanted to go home a few days later after working at the forge, you were already waiting for him outside. You smiled at him, but there was something sad about your smile that made him lower his head.

"Tyelpë?" you asked gently as you stepped closer. "I- I noticed you were avoiding me and- and I- I wanted to know if everything was okay between us? Have I done something wrong? Are- are you mad at me?"

"Oh Melda, no!" He reached for your hand a little hesitantly and squeezed it gently. What had he done? "You are wonderful. I- I am the problem."

Celebrimbor bit his lip and avoided your gaze.

You gently began to stroke the hand that was still in yours with your thumb.

"What do you mean?" you asked in a soft voice.

"I - I am scared." He swallowed and finally met your eyes. "Afraid of showing someone my vulnerable side." Then he added softly, "I love you Melda, but I am afraid that too open affection would overwhelm me."

It felt right to him to finally be so honest and open with you.

You lifted his hand and gave him a gentle kiss on the back of it, which sent a pleasant tickling sensation through Celebrimbor's body. Then you gave him a look that was so full of love that Celebrimbor's heart began to beat faster and his throat went dry.

"I love you too, Tyelpë." you whispered softly, "And even if we never go further than holding hands, I will always love you. Please do not push me away." You paused for a moment. "But if you do want physical contact, then we can start slowly. Step by step. We have an eternity, and there is no one I would rather spend it with than you."

Celebrimbor stared at you for a while, deeply moved by your words. Tears welled up in his eyes and he asked softly. "Would it be all right if we started with hugs?" Then he gently reached out his arms to you and you stepped closer to him and carefully wrapped your arms around his waist. So gently that he could step back at any time if the hug became too much for him.

He let the tears that had gathered in his eyes run free as he let his head sink onto your shoulder and lost himself in your warmth and your scent, which felt safer than anything else.

[spawnastarion]

Some of my recent Tav’s and their significant other, I have an unhealthy attachment to a certain pale elf. I have completed all the romances on a poly run… it was too hard otherwise. I’ve lost count on how many runs I’ve played and completed, more than any game ever. 1,200 hours in and I’m still romancing my pale boyfriend. This isn’t even all of my runs as I could only add ten!!

Name: Violet Bhaalspawn, nickname Violent.

Race: Tiefling

Story : Chosen of Bhaal, vampire spawn, in her name.

Class: Rogue/Bard

Partner: Ascended Astarion, vampire lord. Just let them destroy the world together.

Name: Tamsin Greentree

Race: Wood Elf

Story: Druid with no circle, loves nature but has a soft spot for the unnatural.

Class: Moon Druid

Partner: Spawn Astarion.

Name: Paige Morningstar

Race: Human

Story: Teacher at a sorcery school in Baldurs Gate.

Class: Sorcerer

Partner: Spawn Astarion

Name: Py’ra

Race: Githyanki

Story: Cast out by her Creché, exiled for saving a human child from a Gith blade.

Class: Fighter

Partner: Spawn Astarion

Name: Liliana Szarr

Race: High elf / Vampire Spawn

Story: Sold to a vampire by her uncle Cazador as a slave for being against his ambition and bloodshed. Vampire for 202 years. Had met Astarion multiple times at annual vampire balls held by true vampires.

Class: Oathbreaker Paladin/Fighter

Partner: Spawn Astarion

Name: Kira

Race: Tiefling

Story: Was part of the refugee group from Elturel.

Class: Warlock/Sorcerer

Partner: Ascended Astarion.

Name: Akta

Race: Tiefling

Story: Slave of Zariel, escaped hell on the nautiloid.

Class: Gloomstalker/Fighter/Assassin

Partner: Spawn Astarion

Name: Crimson Bhaalspawn

Race: Seldarine Drow / Bhaalspawn

Story: Kidnapped by Sceleritas Fel as a child, reborn again as a Bhaalspawn. Redemption arc.

Class: Storm Sorcerer/Tempest Cleric

Partner: Spawn Astarion

Name: Nova

Race: High Half Elf

Story: Attended the school of magic, loves astrology.

Class: Lightening and thunder witch.

Partner: Spawn Astarion

Name: Sparrow Starsinger

Race: High Elf

Story: Playing music in a Baldurs Gate Tavern when he was taken by the mindflayers, enjoys Sharess’s Caress more than most. Petras tried to pick him up in Rivington a few years back, was clearly unsuccessful.

Class: Bard

Partner: Spawn Astarion

[ronqueesha]

the basics –––

NAME: Aunlin Boltwrench

AGE: 24

BIRTHDAY: Nobody knows. She was adopted in late summer, so that’s when she celebrates.

RACE: Troll

GENDER: Female

SEXUALITY: Still figuring that out. Having been raised around goblins, she never found any of them, or anyone shorter than her, appealing. But anyone TALLER than her, regardless of gender or species, makes her head spin.

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single.

SERVER: WrA-US

FACTION: As a troll, she is technically Horde. But politics mean very little to this up-and-coming small business owner. She will do business with anyone regardless of faction.

FACIAL REFERENCE/LIKENESS: N/A

physical appearance –––

HAIR: You might sometimes see the naturally dark blue of her hair when the roots show. But she routinely dyes it bright pink to be more like her adoptive goblin mom's.

EYES: Brown

HEIGHT: 7′3″, or 2.2m

DISTINGUISHING MARKS:

Bright pink hair done up in a goblin style.

She does not speak with a typical troll accent, but instead has the fast-talking goblin accent of the family that adopted her. She has no connection to any troll culture or heritage. 

Despite that, she’s aware that her tusks are quite short for a troll of her age and build.

COMMON ACCESSORIES:

Bright pink and white clothes. Despite her affiliation with fel magic and the domination of demons, Aunlin prides herself in her bubblegum pink aesthetic.

A notebook where she constantly writes down new business ideas.

Eyeglasses that she is loathe to wear. A troll growing up in a goblin city meant she had to strain her eyes to read many of the tiny books that provided her education, which damaged her vision.

personal –––

PROFESSION: She's not a warlock, she's a small business owner! Aunlin has delved into the art of demonology not to gain power or cause harm to the world, but to exploit them as a labor source.

HOBBIES: Following market trends, reading the newspaper for any potential moneymaking schemes, and delving deeper into the control of demons to expand her business.

LANGUAGES: Common, Goblin, Orcish. She does not know a word of Zandali, and gets annoyed if asked.

RESIDENCE: Formerly Bilgewater Harbor. Currently rents a place in Gadgetzan.

BIRTHPLACE: Stranglethorn Vale

relationships –––

SPOUSE/PARTNER: Single. Never married.

CHILDREN: None.

PARENTS: A biological mother and father, who were found dead by the goblins that adopted her. Max and Valerie Boltwrench took the infant they found in the jungle and raised her as their own. Both still alive.

SIBLINGS: As with her deceased biological parents, she had several siblings who were also dead by the time Aunlin was found. Her goblin family never had any more children.

OTHER RELATIVES: Various aunts, uncles, and extended members of the Boltwrench family. She is unaware of any blood relations to other trolls.

traits –––

extroverted / introverted / in between.

disorganized / organized / in between.

close minded / open-minded / in between.

calm / anxious / in between.

disagreeable / agreeable / in between.

cautious / RECKLESS / in between.

patient / impatient / in between.

outspoken / reserved / in between.

leader / follower / in between.

empathetic / unemphatic / in between.

optimistic / pessimistic / in between.

traditional / modern / in between.

hard-working / lazy / in between.

cultured / un-cultured / in between.

loyal / disloyal / unknown / in between.

faithful / unfaithful / unknown / in between.

additional information –––

SMOKING HABIT: never / tried but didn’t stick / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

DRUGS: never / tried but didn’t stick / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

RP hooks –––

Demonic labor for sale! It’s not slavery if they don’t have a soul! And Aunlin charges insanely low rates to hire out the services of her enslaved stable. Need something immortal to carry your heavy building equipment? Need imps to clean out a rat infestation? Need a felhound to scare some pesky neighborhood kids off your lawn? Give Boltwrench a call!

No troll here. Aunlin was raised by Goblins in Bilgewater port, despite the many difficulties that erupted from growing to be many times larger than the average citizen. (think Will Ferrel in “Elf”) She has many connections among the Goblin businesses and crime families, and zero connections to any trolls who approach her. In fact, she is visibly uncomfortable around fellow trolls.

The eternal saleswoman. Aunlin wants to make her parents proud by starting her own business and becoming fabulously wealthy, a trade princess all her own. The goblin dream. Of course, she’s only just starting down this road, so money is a little tight…

Not a warlock... sorta! Aunlin's skills at commanding and enslaving demons are entirely self taught. Her goblin relatives are very well connected with various organized crime rings who were happy to take Aunlin's coin in exchange for silently "taking care of" people suspected to be warlocks across Azeroth. Aunlin would then poke around their now-empty houses/lairs to find tomes of knowledge and demonic lore, teaching herself everything she needs to build her business.

Contact Information  ––– –

I’m here on tumblr quite a lot, and also in-game as Aunlin.

[kumapillow]

Sui-tan helping with meal prep and cleaning the dishes ☺️

(Also Uncle Fel just watching reminds me of Cooking with Dog 😆)

[ayzscream]

[apparently-artless]

Tonsuki Episode 6 - Uncle Fel and Baby Sui

[endokhayam]

Uncle fel

[mindofabeaw]

Uncle Fel is NOT fat enough

[butevrythinggoesaway]

Anyways transfem noir headcanons (or should I say noire)

Her name is Penelope, she gets Penny'd and it drives Peni nuts (she also considered Petra, Bridgette, and Belladona). You'll will have to pay her to give up Penelope.

She found out after talking to Gwen, and she mentions something that Gwen recognises because she's been there, and she's like, "hey, you probably wont react well to what I'm about to say, but I think youre a trans woman." And Penelope's like "what? No, couldn't be me." Anyways they spend the next two weeks talking to a bunch of trans spiders and the therapist spider man and by the end of it Penelope's like "aw shit, this explains a lot." (At the same time they discover she's autistic. It's a very enlightening two weeks.)

Everyone's really opening and happy for her and she gets lots of hugs. Her favourite response was from Hobie, who said "I thought you already knew?"

The adults like to middle name her when she's in trouble. She mostly gets "Penelope Barnadette Parker"'d or "Penelope Bridgette Parker"'d, but on one occasion, from Miguel of all people, "Penelope Adrianna Parker," which scared the shit out of her (for obvious reasons if you're familiar with my blog)

Felicia and May find out completely by accident and are also really accepting, with Fel saying "I always wanted a daughter, just like you." Teresa and Eddie were also told. Eddie was like "damn I'm being overrun by sisters. Congratulations little sis." And Teresa's like "ooh yay! I prefer having a sister than two brothers!"

Felicia, May and Teresa go out and find some nice dresses and stuff, and Eddie starts gaslighting New York that Penelope's their cousin, Peter's gone to live with their other aunt and uncle.

The spider god help disguise Penelope's really recognisable features like her eyes and her teeth when they do this.

She's been invited to girls' day outs with Jess, Gwen, Margo, Peni and LYLA. She doesn't go often because oh god people, but she tries to go as often as she can. The first time she comes along after finding out/coming out, she gets pulled through the women's section in several clothes stores in several different worlds so they can find her some new clothes. LYLA pays for it all from Miguel's funds and justifies it as a birthday present. When Penelope's like "it's not my birthday", LYLA says "well, recently was the birth of the real you, and I count that."

No one actually knows when Penelope's birthday is, so they all just decide to celebrate her coming out day as her birthday

Now this all with Penelope in the spider society, and there's no way she'd actually stick around, so I'd like to quickly go over that: Penelope and Ham are both told that Miles's world can't be located, and just don't get told about "canon events" because Penelope is absolutely a murder risk.

Penelope gets kicked out the day she finds out that Miles' location is known, Miguel just hates him for no reason, she flips out in typically the Spider fashion, and attacks him. He slices through her hair with his claws in the attack and traps her in one of those red cage thingies.

The adults are desperately telling him not to send her home, it's not safe, the portal will open where she left from and that was in the middle of a men's prison. Ham goes on strike after Miguel sends her back, agreeing with Hobie and Margo that they'll try to find Miles then skidaddle. Ham goes to her world to help protect her until they can find Miles.

Ham helps clean up her hair cut while she cries because she hates her hair being cut and she doesn't want it to go too short, but Miguel sliced it to just above her shoulders. Ham tidies it so it's just below her chin, and he makes sure to style it so it's as wild and volumous as she usually keeps it in an attempt to cheer her up.

She pads her uniform vest, justifying it to the others as some "extra armouring", so it looks like she has breasts, albeit small. She doesn't want anything big.

She also changed the trousers for something more baggy so her crotch just looks a bit like the trousers pinned in strangely when she attached her leg holsters

Margo paints her nails/claws different colours sometimes

Gwen showed her how to do makeup to make her face shape look a bit different. She only uses it when she's out with the girls, and leans into a sort of goth punk aesthetic. This leads to people thinking her natural eye colour is just some really funky eye contacts and it's the only time she doesn't feel horrible about them.

She's got a bit of a reputation in Gwen's world for a number of reasons but mostly for beating up four men while wearing heeled boots (they were spikey, she will admit, but she barely kicked them). In Gwen's world, if you're gonna be a dick, you gotta fear the yellow eyed goth chick taking away your breathing privileges