#v: to be named | fem

[nananarc]

Goro has had it

[crualex-de-vil]

Go to the Sunset Motel with Panam

[mintytealfox]

Thinking about this scene again and I could see Male!Alice/Alister doing this for some reason PFF

and there is Fem!Norton/Noreen in the back there wondering how her life lead her here -WHEEZE-

[buried-l0cket]

*shoots your doomed yaoi with a doomed yuri beam*

Sailor Trigun at ALA!!!

[astarionhistears]

[lettingtimepass]

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[olath124]

A smug and happy New Year from the smuggest bish of them all. Fashionably late... Because pics takes time to develop (And I'm a chaotic nugget who can't plan anything).

And anyway Roy would say that being a bit late is fashionable anyway...

This year flew by so quickly, thanks to y'all (You know who you are!).

We had fun, become friends and made together the most absurd and amazing stories around a bald dude and all the people revolving around him! And well, in the end they turned out more special than the baldie himself (Not that he was such a specialty from the start...).

So brace yourself for a wall of Roy's party pics, taken by the beautiful but camera shy Alt! And also brace yourself foooooor:

TRUE REAL UNDYING MALE FRIENDSHIIIIP BROMANZAAAAAA!!!

GOSSIPPPPPPP!!!!!

AN HORDE OF DRUNKEN RUSSIAN PSYCHOS!!!!!!

AND OF COURSE ROMANZAAAAAAAAA!!!

[harellan]

💚🍃🥝🦎

[peachybunsexe]

Being a netrunner is exhausting. What do you mean she's been MIA for an entire day?

[fe-fictions]

Fredrobin for life!!! You actually got me interested in this ship in the first place!! So thank you <3

As for a prompt, how about Frederick teaching Robin how to ride a horse for the first time? Or having him catch her giving his horse treats.

(I changed the prompt up just a little bit...but it was so fun writing about Hebert!! Reminded me of my days going to 4H classes and taking care of the pony I rode, Tater :'D )

Hebert was an excellent horse. Frederick had raised the beast since he was a foal, and had grown up to become a powerful warhorse. A warhorse who was, surprisingly, very affectionate with his master.

You had observed Frederick’s relationship with Hebert over the last few months, and now that you were together, it was important that you build a relationship with the beast, too. At least, in your opinion. It was the animal who played a huge role in Frederick’s life, especially on the battlefield. 

So it wouldn’t hurt to befriend the beast too, right? Such was the proposition you made when you approached your husband one morning, stepping into the horse stalls where he dutifully brushed Hebert’s coat.

“Good morning, Frederick.” You greeted him, quietly so as not to startle him or the other horses shuffling about. His brush paused when he heard you, and looked at you with quite the surprise on his face. "I hope I’m not interrupting.”

“No, not at all. I’m surprised to see you up so early. You didn’t sleep ‘til late, and I was careful not to rouse you when I left, this morning. Was I not as careful as I hoped?”

“Nothing of the sort, dear. It’s actually…well, I wanted to assist you with taking care of Hebert.”

To your (slight) disbelief, he shared a look with the stallion. 

“...You do?”

“If you’ll have me, yes.” You leaned against the stall door, “I just feel like I haven’t gotten to know him like I should. He’s your horse, but he’s so important to you, and the bond you have is so sweet. I was hoping I could form one with him, too.”

Frederick’s face shifted, the slightest of blushes dusting his face. Hearing how motivated you were to build a bond with his dearest companion touched his heart. 

You looked up at him hopefully, procuring an apple from your pocket. “I heard he prefers apples to carrots.”

“Oh? And where did you hear such a thing?”

“From you.” 

“Then it must be true.” He confirmed with a soft smile, eliciting a giggle from his wife. He gestured for you to join him beside the horse, who had suddenly taken great interest in that shiny red fruit you were holding up.

Frederick took your hand, gently unfurling your fingers. 

“To feed a horse, it is best practice to hold your hand open, palm flat when you offer a treat. That way they won’t nip you by accident when trying to eat it.”

“I would prefer to keep my fingers.” You obeyed his instruction, the apple sitting atop your palm, ready for a handsome horse to take a bite. 

“All right…let’s see if he’ll take it from you.” 

“Is there a chance he won’t?”

“Well, Hebert tends to be rather wary of strangers; it takes a little warming up for him to become familiar with new people, which means he won’t accept food from just anyone. But considering you aren’t entirely a stranger, I doubt he’ll be reluctant to take it from you.”

“Interesting…it seems the wary apple doesn’t fall far from the wary tree.” You jested, earning a an eye roll and a shoulder nudge towards the horse.

“Just give Hebert his treat, please. It’s cruel to keep him waiting.”

You inched closer to the horse’s (quite large) face, finding a big, black nose sniffing the air around the awaiting apple. Frederick kept a steadying hand on Hebert’s neck, patting him reassuringly and just close enough to the reins should his steed decide snapping at your fingers was a better option than taking the apple.

“Wow…he’s really huge, isn’t he?” You murmured nervously; the horse was so much more intimidating a few feet away– it was different being face to face with him compared to fighting a fair distance from him.

Dark brown eyes gave you no point of reference whether he was wary of you or happy to see you. But there wasn’t anymore time to guess. 

A fuzzy, soft nose pushed against your hand, sniffing the apple with great interest. Tall ears flicked onea after the other, and you glanced over at Frederick. He looked particularly pleased. 

And then, Hebert’s lip quivered above your fingers, searching around the apple. It was such a bizarre feeling– and his fuzzy face was so warm on your skin! You shifted your hand a little lower, giving him better access to the awaiting fruit.

Hebert did his horse researching just a moment longer before he decided it was indeed a perfectly safe apple. You jumped when he crunched the fruit, taking the whole thing in a single bite.

“Oh my gods!” You pulled back, feeling a rush of excitement. “He just took the entire thing!!”

“Indeed he did,” Frederick chuckled at your reaction. 

“Is it okay for him to just take the whole thing like that? Should I have cut it in half, or something?”

“Not at all. Were he a foal, he might need a little help. But considering his head is nearly three times larger than ours, he could eat a dozen whole apples without hesitation.”

“What a magnificent beast.” You marveled, watching Hebert happily crunch away his much deserved snack. You reached out, carefully petting his nose. He didn’t pull away, content to enjoy his snack while you took your turn getting to know him. “Aren’t you just wonderful, Hebert!”

“This is quite a pleasant surprise. He’s taken to you much faster than I would have thought.” Frederick observed, moving from Hebert’s side to yours.

“Perhaps it’s because he knows who I am.” You mused, leaning into his side. His arm wrapped around your waist, humming thoughtfully as he scratched behind Hebert’s ears.

“And who might that be?”

“The Lady Frederick, of course. Someone of only the highest standing beside such a decorated knight.”

“You may be onto something.” He squeezed you close, “I recall Lord Chrom trying to offer an apple to Hebert long ago, only to walk away with one less glove and bright red fingers.”

“Oh, dear! You bit the Exalt?” You couldn’t help but laugh at the very thought, poor Chrom’s pride wounded by an opinionated steed.

“It was mortifying at the time, but we both look back at the time fondly. A humbling experience for the young prince.” 

“Well, then. Thank you for treating me with a little more grace than Lord Chrom.” Hebert chuffed softly, the apple long finished. He pressed his mouth to your palm again, searching for his second helping. “Shall I go and fetch another one for you, good boy?”

“You mustn’t spoil him. He may prefer your company to mine if he realizes you’re more willing to give him snacks than I am.”

“You’re just worried he’ll start liking me more than you.”

“How absurd.” He tousled your hair, walking away with a shake of his head. You laughed, trailing after him with a skip in your step. “He would never betray me for a few apples.”

“Then surely you won’t mind. Shall I fetch a few more?”

“Certainly, if you’re all right with an extra hour of training for each apple you sneak to him.”

“You wouldn’t dare!”

“I surely would.”

Hebert stomped his hoof, listening to the ridiculous back and forth of the knight and his wife, wondering why in the world the nice lady who had given him an apple was leaving so soon.

(He would receive another one a little while later, while Frederick was distracted with the royal siblings. Perhaps you would become his preferred person, after all…)

[katsigian]

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─── ⁺ ᴄʏʙᴇʀᴘᴜɴᴋ 2077 ➸ 95/∞

[dalekinapaintedparadise]

[clockworkvenus]

I look inside myself And see my heart is black I see my red door I must have it painted black Maybe then, I'll fade away And not have to face the facts It's not easy facing up When your whole world is black

Paint It, Black

[fereldanwench]

these definitely read more cyberpunk than fallout but they were absolutely inspired by fallout brainrot :3

⚠️ do not reupload or edit my shots without my permission ⚠️

[asgardw0lf]

[olath124]

I stole @ouroboros-hideout Vlad for a bit of shenanigans!

And in the wise words of Boro and the Reverend:

B: Let's make a psycho out of lil Vio R: That's like throwing gasoline at a campfire