#very excited about this event

[fashionablyfyrdraaca]

#Veilguard30, Day 1

Prompt: Romance

Pairing: Diana Hawke/Fenris

Characters: Diana Hawke, Varric Tethras, mentions of Fenris

Rating: General audiences

Setting: Skyhold before Here Lies the Abyss

Wordcount: 1,577

Na Via Lerno Victoria, read here on AO3.

From where she stands on Skyhold’s battlements, Diana Hawke can see down into the field hosting the training grounds and other important tools of the Inquisition. The Inquisitor has left, taking her Uncle with her. Watching the dwarf walk with a shadow like that reminds her of those early years in Kirkwall with Bethany and all the work they did for Athenril’s smugglers together. She smiles at the memory and leans back, lifting her chin and letting the crisp, mountain air fill her lungs.

[egophiliac]

Tl;Dr - I stopped playing the game but I like the characters and I wanna draw them but idk if the wiki I use is up to date for cards

Do u know any wikis that have up to date cards for all the twst characters-

Asking specifically bc of Malleus cause I can't tell anymore if he has any more new cards bc HE DOESN'T EVEN HAVE A 100 DISNEY ANIVERSARY CARD IN THE WIKI I USE 😭

Like compared to everyone else in Disanomia, he has 12 cards (in the wiki I use) and then Lilia has 17 cards 💀

Cause I think Malleus has a Bean's Day card as well, but that could just be a fanmade one, I don't have JP twst nor ENG twst anymore so I can't confirm it myself urhghrhevw 🫠

Malleus doesn't have a Beans Day card, so that would've been fanmade! and the 100 anniversary cards are actually the new round of birthday cards, so most of the characters don't have 'em yet -- Malleus should be getting his in a couple of days, when his birthday event starts! oh god my keeeeeys

I think the wiki.gg stays pretty up to date? it looks to me like they have everything that's currently up through JP, at least. :O I did go through and do a quick count just because I couldn't believe Malleus only had 12 cards, but. he really does have the least...defeated only by Silver with 13...astonishing. we need his gargoyle club wear immediately.

[yuwuta]

JJK OLYMPICS OHHH YOURE A GENIUS

head spinning w sooooooo many athlete aus rn….. 

satoru honestly isn’t half as cocky as the media makes him out to be but he could be because you bring up world champion men’s freestyle swim times and it’s his name on the scoreboard ten times before someone else shows up. he’s faster than himself by fifteen seconds all around, he’s earned a bit of cockiness. mentioned in the last post that whenever he’s at a competition and he finishes a race, he looks at the camera and signs a little infinity sign and then blows a kiss to you. some bitter old coach always calls him out on it, and gets him fined for unsportsmanlike conduct, and he’s happy to pay the fees if it means getting a message home to you, but eventually you two come up with a new code; and at his next race, he places gold, turns to the camera, crosses his middle finger over his pointer finger and smiles. when he’s in his post-race interview, he makes sure to explain that he does it for you with the widest smile on his face.

megumi nepotism baby but not in the same sport. toji was a multi gold medalist back in his heyday for shooting, so it’s not really a surprise to anybody that megumi has scary good aim, but he takes to archery instead of shooting. actually the idea of megumi being an emo little kid and throwing rocks at a tree when his dad pissed him off his hilarious, and even funnier is toji watching him, slightly amused and a little scared because megumi is maybe six and hitting the exact same spot every single time. he grows to be very blase about it—it’s more of a release/hobby for him that he happens to be really good at, and well, now good enough to earn a few olympic medals. megumi is not a fan of having his dad ruffle his hair on international television after he’s won, but he supposes it can’t be helped.

i don’t know where to put yuuta…. tennis…. tempting….. him in his little white shorts…. little grunts after he serves…. cries….. a complete 180 in his personality when he’s playing vs doing anything else. so charming and sweet and kinda shy when he’s being interviewed, and the second he steps on the court his eyes are so cold it’s scary…. need him… extremely nerdy about his rackets, and shoes, and clothes, and rambles to you about aerodynamics and posture and torque whenever you ask him to teach you, and you always have to shutup him up with a kiss and remind him that yeah you sort of want to learn to play tennis for him, but mostly you came bc he looks hot doing it. once he got asked in an interview if he ever thinks about you while he’s playing and his response was very concise, “no, never. it would be a big distraction,” and did not realize the implications of his heavily televised words. 

also…. not to make this post 40% yuuta but we could pull from canon a bit and make his sport fencing. he doesn’t excel because he’s the strongest, it’s because he’s learned to treat the sword as an extension of himself and a good strategist… also because i like the image of him pulling the helmet/mask off and shaking his hair out………..

don’t even know where to put yuuji…. volleyball? basketball? track and field??? the irony of him easily being the most athletic but canonically does not want to play sports 😭 but i can see him playing a sport because someone scouts him and it turns out to be a way to make steady money to support himself and his grandpa :( by the time he’s qualified and made it to the olympics, wasuke is doing much better (thanks to yuuji having landed some preemptive sponsorships and being able to afford better medical care), but not so well enough that he can travel across the world to watch yuuji play. wasuke tells you that you should travel and be with yuuji, but yuuji is so touched by the idea that you would stay with his grandpa and be by his side when he’s away :(( he wins gold, of course, and he doesn’t even wait until the closing ceremony—which, he’d mentioned in all of his interviews, so nobody can be too upset. he’s on record saying, “i’m excited to play, but i’m even happier to be going home. my girlfriend and my grandpa are watching me and i miss them!” several times— he’s on the first flight home with flowers, and tears in his eyes. puts his gold medal on his grandpa’s neck as a thank you, and spends probably thirty minutes straight hugging you and kissing you and honestly don’t put it past him to propose now that he’s got nike ambassador money 

nanami started judo as a way to relieve the stress of his overbearing job, and someone at the gym/training center notices he seems to be a natural despite being a beginner. he starts to draw a crowd, which annoys him at first because the point of judo was discipline and release from having to deal with too many people at his office job, but nanami supposes he can’t be too mad when you introduce yourself as a talent scout and offer him professional training. there’s irony in him accepting your offer, because it was definitely not based in professionalism at all… quitting his job as a salaryman to become a professional athlete in his mid-twenties was not on his bingo chart, but if it means he will have met you, then so be it. you’re with him all the way, through his training, competitions, world championships, qualifiers, all the way until he’s on the podium. you’re the first to congratulate him, but he interjects by telling you he’s quitting. you ask him why—he just won at the olympics for crying out loud, but nanami just shakes his head, puts down his flowers and his medal so his hands are free to hold your face and tell you, “it would be unethical to kiss my manager, so i am quitting.” (later, when everything is said and done, and you two are cuddling, you mention to him that he could just hire a new manager, and not quit his new career, to which he blushes because yeah… that’s probably more rational, but rational was not in his train of thought at the time)

[torchstelechos]

I love that In Stars and Time gives the nonconsensual kiss a proper horrified reaction, by the way. Most media where a character can kiss someone out of no where either make it a funny thing or the "romantic" thing, but here Siffrin kisses without permission out of no where and Isabeau reacts correctly! He pushed them away! Because thats surprising, and fucked up to do to someone with no lead up and no permission! Isabeau had no context, and at the time when the kiss happened, was under the impression that Siffrin didn't like touch which can have a variety of horrible reasons for it. Not only that but... We don't know what face Siffrin was pulling and I don't think it was a nice one. Which, again, means that we don't have all the context either! This is a horrible event that has horrible consequences and I love that it does. Because it's something that is horrible and objectively one of the worst things Siffrin did to one of the others in the loops, so I'm just!!! So excited it had bad consequences!!!

[deskgirl]

I wonder whose idea it was to hide Izzy—Frenchie’s or Jim’s. Which of them knew about the kitchen’s hidden room, Jim who was trained to be an assassin or Frenchie who’s clever and sees and hears things? Who grabbed whom by the shoulder and murmured in low tones before they both got Archie to help them drag Izzy down below? Or perhaps they said nothing at all, instead gesturing with a head nod and a raised eyebrow and the other responding in kind.

It wouldn’t have been Archie who has no reason to risk her own life or Fang was too distraught. So it has to be between Jim who said “but he’s our dick” and cut a man’s leg off and Frenchie who said he shoves all his emotions in a box but then helped hide the man he was expected to kill.

Maybe it wasn’t necessarily either of them who told the other to do it. Maybe they just looked at each other across the deck and knew they were thinking the same thing.

[saltyyetbland]

ngl im fucking terrified of how the fandom will act when the asian ccs get added and they are confronted with asian customs such as honorifics, asian cultural norms, and the language itself (ie words that are common in one language that sounds like a slur in another) and i know most of the fandom will be open and welcoming but idk im probably being way too pessimistic as someone who is asian and has seen the bs that people can spew esp regarding things like stereotypes

[amelikos]

Amethio.

[ruvviks]

The Dobrynin family is a corpo family through and through, rooted in Arasaka and Orbital Air going back by several generations; though their powerful position within the corporate world ends with the children of Nadya and Matvey Dobrynin. With Vitali and Daniil fired from Arasaka and Kang Tao respectively— the former indirectly getting his parents fired, too— and Roksana having refused to set foot within a megacorporation from the start, the family begins crumbling apart at the very seams when clashing interests lead to grudges, betrayal, and pointless acts of revenge. ↳ read the unrevised fic here if you're interested!

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[tracle0]

Snippet Sunday VIII

I think it's the eighth Sunday...? Maybe maybe! Here's some prophet story I wrote freshly for you (yes, you!)

A hand raised to his chest, trying to find the mutilation that had forced his ribs to poke out like ageing farmhouse fencing. His skin was sealed, unblemished under his fingers; sticky from his blood, but otherwise untouched. An identical inspection around his throat found the same. No hole for pathetic, fleshy pleas to wheeze through. All fixed. All perfect.

“You saved me,” he finally whispered, eyes wide and awed. “You – you didn’t have to, but you…?”

The Blight – previously quiet, considerate, letting him get to terms with the gift of his life – curled in his head, content. You’ve done me well, it said simply. I don’t want to lose you yet.

He probed carefully at his skull, hair sliding between his fingers. He could see where shards of his skull had been ejected, pick them up and inspect them, but he found no hollows in his head, no blemishes. “Thank you,” he said softly. “I… thank you.”

Your brother is almost here.

Cain blinked, the brief memory of something – a squirrel? – flashing through his mind, before he shook it away, focused. “We should go, then,” he said, starting to stand. The ground glimmered. His surroundings groaned and sobbed, the forgotten guards whimpering and wheezing, the fury surrendering them to shock and agony. “To Body?”

It hesitated. As he started to walk past a pair of guards, one pinned down by the other, bloodied and bruised, it drew his attention down to the ground, to a discarded knife next to the freed, fighting pair. See if you can slow him down, it suggested idly.

[hiso03]

what makes you ship halbarry, mine is the amount of symbolism and moments they manifest about them being compatible with each other and even the main lore knows theybare one😭😭

sometimes I wonder why these two aren't together yet since they are basically soulmates 😭😭

This is probably the question I have been waiting for the most and for which I have to have the longest possible answer. I will try not to go too far, but I will also try not to miss any points that I consider important.

I think I can start by saying that I love their dynamic, I've always liked it. To start Barry is a more serious guy, shy and introverted, always thinking about some situation and planning. And Hal is more outgoing, noisy and confident, he NEVER plans and is too impulsive.

They are opposing poles, not radically opposed as with other characters in the league, but they remain opposing enough to provide contrast to the relationship. There's also the fact that the two of them are fully aware of those differences, and even though they don't like some at all, they've never tried to change anything between them. Even when people constantly point out how different they are and how no one understands how they are friends. (Even they can't understand how they're so close if they don't resemble each other at all)

(Personally this panel is one of my favorites, as I love how Hal immediately jumps up to Barry's tastes, making it clear that while he doesn't like to do the same things Barry does, he doesn't find it as bad or boring as some might think.)

In general, the series of “The brave and the bold” I like because it allows you to take a close look at their relationship and give us lots of interactions of them, allows us to see a little more of their real character and their friendship.

There is also the fact that in that series they constantly show how well they know each other Hal and Barry manage to combine their skills to help each other. They always take advantage of each other's ability to resolve conflicts, and even when they fight or argue, they resolve them quickly. Another of my favorite numbers is the last volume of the series, when Barry falls into a terrible and painful depression and Hal is the only one who supports him.

Literally Hal tries to have some stability in his life to let Barry stay with him, helps him like Barry has always helped him and says one of the phrases I love the most.

“The poor man needs something to hold on to, so he will stay with me, maybe our friendship will be a comfort to him, he will always be able to count on that until the day we die.”

In this same comic is where Barry tries to sacrifice himself and Hal stops him, to that I add that in a previous issue we also show that one of Hal's biggest fears is losing Barry. The thought of seeing him die or get hurt is something that scares him.

Hal's not afraid to die, he's afraid that Barry will die and it's his fault, that I can't save him. And that point added to everything that's going on with Parallax and Crisis on Infinite Earths feels like a stab for both of them.

It's fucking tragic.

Generally in many moments of Hal as Parallax or The Wraith, Hal talks about Barry, continues to talk about how amazing he was as a person and a hero, talks about how he remains his best friend even though Barry is still dead. (That reminds me a lot of when I'm with my friends and some of them start talking about their boyfriends even though they're not there and we didn't talk about them originally)

And when they both revive, Barry constantly lets him know that everything that happened with Parallax wasn't him and tries to support him, try to be there for him for as long as he couldn't help him when his friend needed him the most.

We also have the fact that Barry has canonically been a blue lantern, and well, hope and willpower isn't exactly two opposing poles, on the contrary, it's likely that both entities are reciprocal forces. That they stick together and support each other, just like Hal and Barry do.

I also like to think that they had a somewhat similar childhood.

Both lost a father or mother, and that led to the loss of the rest of their family and childhood, they had to grow up faster than the other children, became more independent, and soon discovered that the world was cruel and unjust.

Although we also have other universes like:

The universe of Injustice where the two of them continue to support each other and remain together despite the mess that is around them, and there is even a panel where Hal as a yellow lantern is going to rescue Barry after Constantine abducted him.

Or we also have the fact that red and green in the chromatic circle are two opposite or complementary colors that are usually used when you want to create a harmony on a visual level. That is, from the choice of colors we can know perfectly well that they are opposite poles, but they complement each other so well that it creates a visual harmony when you see them together. (For some reason Christmas usually uses these two colors as its main ones).

There's also the fact that Hal and Barry met before the league was formed, and even when they met Batman and Superman, Hal wanted him and Barry to work it out on their own. (Barry refused because someone has to put prudence on their duo)

And we have the fact that in the story of how they met, Hal calls it his “first date”. (Let's pretend he didn't say that when he and Barry weren't literally on what looked like a date, where they went to dinner at a restaurant where there was live jazz music and Hal actually had a good time sitting on Barry's cell phone).

(Hal hates jazz, but he's still there with Barry at a dinner party while putting up with music he doesn't really like. That's pretty.)

I think it was also in this comic where Hal lets Barry use his ring to get you both out of there.

There's also universe 36 where we have two variants of Green Lantern and Flash that canonically speaking are couple. It is worth remembering that the two of them did not stay together, since in an event they participated in, the Flash of their universe dies. (It seems there can't be a crisis without a sprinter dying) Luckily at DC Pride they made the green lantern of their land look for their Flash, and they revived and were happy.

(They're supposed to be neither Hal nor Barry, but the truth, their designs and even their names feel like very inspired by them, so I scored it as a little extra point although I don't know if you can consider it).

We have DC vampires that although in that universe, Hal kills Barry because they won't let him turn him into a vampire because he would end up killing everybody. Hal finally gives us that line where he admits that he REALLY wanted to conquer the world with Barry, which kind of fuels his tragic gay romance.

Anyway, I would like to go longer, but I can't find some panels that I was looking for to explain me more, plus I feel that this is already long enough and meaningless to make it clear that I love them both. I just want to add that I think probably the thing I like most about them is that they both admire each other. Both their heroic parts and their civilian parts, and I think that's very sweet and nice, added to the fact that they're always there trying to support each other or show off parts of their personality that you can't appreciate with all their friends to the same extent. I like that they always have symbolism and like many times in the comics it refers to some moments that they have lived together. This makes me have the theory in my head that maybe some cartoonists and writers also like them in a sense beyond friendship, but since NOBODY dares to take the leap of faith and make them canon, they let us drop some crumbs so as not to lose faith.

(If anyone got here, thank you so much for reading all this even though it doesn't make much sense in some parts, I apologize for that and make up for it with some panels of them two)

[mareastrorum]

There’s a surprising number of people in the CR fandom that seem to think interest in an AU must derive from disappointment in canon, and it’s like. Wow. Not every AU is a fix-it.

Some AUs are break-its. Swaps of all kinds: gender, sexuality, status, background, backstory, race, nationality. Suspiciously specific genre setting. Modern AU. Coffee shop AU. Prohibition AU. Bad Guys AU. Those aren’t fixing something. Those are exploring characters and story themes in another light.

I’m writing a Molly Lives AU. Those who know me best already know the answer to this question: Am I writing this story because I wish Molly had not died?

Excitement about potential AUs or canon divergences in the animated series is not necessarily stemming from “I wish X had[n’t] happened in canon.” For me and many others, the core is “it would be so cool to see what the Critical Role cast would have done if X had[n’t] happened.” If you can’t appreciate the different between those, maybe stay in your lane.

[fisheito]

yakuya in MY swamp? in MY ecosystem? no . i am still in disbelief. i hope you all know that my particles are bouncing off the everything. i am using periods as punctuation but the state of my mind is naught neareth final.

[egophiliac]

Waittt, what did you mean with your last post?? I don't want to spoil myself so I'm waiting for the nightmare before christmas event to arrive on the eng server before diving deep into the wiki. But I HAVE to know; were there hints of Lilia joining in for a rerun or a sequel ??? Your big "OR IS IT???" filled me with way too much hope !! please tell me it wasn't a bit : (

there was a little teaser at the end that implied there'll be a sequel event, though we don't really know anything beyond that! I do think it's likely we'll get the other half of the cast in it, even if it's just wishful thinking on my part. 🤞🤞 NIGHTMARE SUITS FOR EVERYONE!!!!

as far as I know there's been no confirmation on whether it's going to be next year's Halloween event or a separate thing (the snow makes me think it'll be more Christmas-themed, or otherwise more related to the plot of the original movie) so. we're probably going to have to wait quite a while before we find out anything solid. :') they really do love just dropping these things on us and then watching us go absolutely wild with speculation while they watch like

[desertduality]

Made this for myself so I could make sure things matched up when writing the next chapters but I thought I’d put it here in case anyone was interested :]

[furbhii]

a piece i did for aleena over on twitter in lieu of stickers from my raffle, given that she already owns most of them LOL

they requested flug in the camp leader outfit from the Elmore short, and given that that's probably my favourite short i was more than happy to oblige!

(considering making that middle one into a sticker... he's just so cuuuuute)

[voraciousvore]

Giganterra (Chapter 39)

Prologue/ TOC | Previous (38) | Next (40)

Content Warning: NSFW/ 18+ for brief giantess sex scene; vulgar language

Word Count: 1.9k

------ Chapter 39: Reflection ------

Ever since Bianca had been snubbed by Ray, and insulted by her brother, she had wallowed in the mess of her own making. She isolated herself from the rest of her family and the servants, receding into her private chambers whenever possible. She was further offended when nobody seemed to care about her absence, not even her father. She became moody and depressed and took out her feelings vindictively on her tiny man-slaves, especially Cesar, since he had also slighted her. Rather than reflect, she doubled down on indulging her selfish desires. 

After a particularly rough day, she chose Cesar for a session of furious masturbation before bed. She grabbed him out of the human enclosure, flopped down on her bed, and slid him up the soft skin of her thigh under her dress, until he was pressed against her hot, wet genitals. She grinded her dripping pussy on him, rubbed him all over her clit, and shoved him up inside her hole, plunging him in and out to stimulate herself. She wanted to feel something pleasurable, anything, in the endless wasteland of despair. Cesar emptied his balls inside her with alacrity as he thrust his hard dick against the slick inner walls of her vagina. Despite his dislike of the spoiled princess as a person, he couldn’t deny that she was physically hot as hell, and he enjoyed having sex with her, even if he was just being used like a dildo. 

When she was done, she fished him out from under her dress and released him back with the other two in the dollhouse. Cesar, soaked in fluid, marched over to Graham and dropped a slimy object into his lap. Graham jolted back. “Eww! Cesar, what the fuck is that?” 

“Your glasses,” he replied simply. 

“Are you fucking kidding me?” 

“Nope. They were stuffed up inside her pretty deep.” 

“Ugh. I don’t know if I want them anymore…” Graham pinched the spectacles with revulsion between two fingers and held them out at arm’s length. “It’s not worth it, even to see clearly again. What am I going to be looking at anyways, other than that gigantic cunt?” He squinted. “Looks like the lenses are broken anyways. No surprise there.” He tossed them away in the corner with disgust. 

Plaintive whimpers began to emanate from the giantess’s bed. Gio rolled his eyes with the upmost contempt. “Oh boy, here we go again. No sleep for us tonight.” He groaned and rubbed his face as her moans escalated into lugubrious wails. “I wish she’d just get it out of her system and shut up already.” 

Cesar shrugged and went to take a hot bath. His brain was buzzing with the pleasant dopamine of erotic release. He dunked himself in the water and washed off the thick coat of goop with a copious quantity of soap. As he dried himself off, he listened to Bianca’s full-bodied sobs, magnified by her huge size. He shook his head and rejoined the others in the bedroom. Gio and Graham had cotton stuffed in their ears and pillows clamped over their heads to drown out the deafening howls as they tried to sleep.  

Cesar sighed and looked out the glass wall to the massive bed. The giantess was facing away from him with her face buried in her arms, bare ass sticking up in the air as her dress rode up her waist. She was, quite frankly, pathetic. She’d been inconsolable for almost a week now, bawling her eyes out every day and night. The men had hardly gotten any sleep, with her constant need to take out her anguish on them and sulk in her room. 

He massaged his face with a grunt, pressing his fingertips into his eyelids. He always had a soft spot for women, especially hot women, even if they were insufferable. He was fully aware of his tendency to think with the wrong head, but he was regrettably incorrigible in this regard. He figured it would be in everyone’s best interest if he at least got her to stop crying. He inhaled deeply, then shouted as loud as he could project his voice, “BIANCA!” 

Gio and Graham stiffened, peering out from under their pillows. Bianca cringed and her sobs halted, reduced to pathetic sniffles. She slowly raised her head and turned around, her eyes swollen and puffy. “Huh?” 

“Let’s talk.” 

Bianca raised herself into a sitting position, repositioning her dress with humiliation around her legs. “What?” 

“Take me out of here so we can talk face-to-face.” 

Bianca blew her nose with a tissue and wiped the nonstop leakage from her tear ducts. “Why? You hate me, just like everyone else. What’s the point?” 

Cesar planted his hands on his hips with exasperation. “Would you just do it, woman?! You always have to make everything so difficult!” 

The princess huffed but opened the roof. The two others cowered in their beds as she lowered her enormous hand to collect the fearless man. She deposited him in her lap, wrapping her fingers around him and tousling his curly locks, still damp from his bath, with an elegant fingertip. As annoyed as Cesar was with her constant immaturity, abandoning her felt wrong. He settled down on her squishy, plump thigh. “What’s this about?” 

“Bianca, I know you’re upset that nobody likes you. But have you stopped to consider why that is? For even a second?” 

Bianca gritted her teeth. “Because they’re all jerks.” 

“No, girl! You’re missing the point!” Cesar protested. He paused to collect his thoughts, massaging his temples with irritation. “Did you know how excited I was, to come out and meet you for the first time? I volunteered to be here. Chester rejected me because of my subpar taste, but I hitched a ride on Leon’s ankle and made it here anyways. I put in a lot of effort, you know.” 

“Yeah, so?” 

“So? I wanted to believe you, the beautiful and regal giantess, were everything that I imagined in my wildest fantasies. And at first, you were. Smoking hot, horny, and huge. You drove me wild.” 

Bianca smirked. “Yeah. I remember.” She tickled him teasingly with her fingers. Cesar pushed her hand away. 

“But then... I saw how you treated Graham and Gio.” Her smile faded. “I saw your indifference to their suffering, your selfishness, your petulant whining when you didn’t get your way. I saw how your father coddled you and poisoned you to be a horrible person. It was... disappointing, to say the least. You’re not the woman I hoped you would be.” 

If Bianca had heard him so brashly proclaim those blunt judgements a few days ago, she would’ve hurled him across the room at the wall for his audacity. Now, however, she could only avert her gaze with shame. He was right, of course, and she knew it. Everyone knew it. She couldn’t deny that everything he said was true, as much as it hurt to acknowledge it. 

“Why are you saying all this to me?” she snapped defensively. “Just to hurt me more?” She tensed up with rising anger, but then slumped down on the bed instead, scooping Cesar off her lap and drawing him closer to her chest. She didn’t have the energy to retaliate. 

“No, of course not,” Cesar responded. He set his small hand on one of her fingers curling around him. “I want you to understand, you’re not powerless to change. You CAN become a better person. I want you to be better. I believe in you!” 

Bianca sighed. “I... I don’t know,” she admitted. 

Cesar showed off his pearly whites in a dazzling smile. “It’s not so hard, girl! Start with little things. Be more considerate of the thoughts and feelings of others. Be nice! You’d be surprised. It’s easier than you think. You can’t change the past, and undo what you’ve done, but you can make different choices moving forward.” 

“I guess,” the princess mumbled. 

“Just try, okay? It’s preferable to locking yourself away in your room all day and wallowing in self-pity, isn’t it?” 

“Yeah. I guess so.” She shrugged. 

“I‘ll help you,” Cesar assured her, still smiling. “We’ll get through this together!” 

“Well... okay.” Bianca softened, touched by his empathy. She hadn’t given him any good reason to show kindness towards her, yet he was putting forth the effort to reassure her, even if he didn’t actually like her that much. She appreciated the gesture, especially when everyone else had shunned her. “I’ll try.”  

She wrapped her hands around him tighter and held him to her buxom chest in a hug. She was amused when she saw him blush, despite the fact that he’d literally been inside her in the heat of passion not long ago. She supposed this was quite a different type of intimacy, more tender and sweet. She liked how he made her feel. She felt in control, and not quite so powerless, when she had a tiny man to hold. He was the only one on her side right now. 

The giantess rotated so she was lying on her back, with Cesar perched on her breasts, sheltered by her hand. “It wasn’t always like this, you know,” she reminisced with misty eyes. “I wasn’t always like this.” 

“Oh?” Cesar listened, curious. 

“I had a dashing man who loved me, once,” she continued. “He was one of the servants, not of noble birth, but goodness was he handsome! And funny, and charming, and charismatic, with a blinding smile and the most enchanting blue eyes I’ve ever seen! I have a weakness for those...” She grimaced, briefly, as she was reminded of Ray. 

“But anyways, we engaged in a steamy love affair. I lost my virginity to him. He was my first true love. I adored him, and he cherished me, of course. We were star-crossed lovers. However...” She winced with pain at the distasteful memory. “Daddy found out. He was furious. He disposed of him by publicly beheading him, and forced me to watch him die. He threatened the other male servants with the same fate if they so much as looked at me funny. After that... none of the men wanted to be anywhere near me. I was devastated and bitter, and I felt very alone and unwanted, long after he was gone.” 

“How tragic,” Cesar commented. He rubbed her thumb gently to console her, while ensconced in the curve of her hand. 

“I must confess, I didn’t respond to the whole incident in the... healthiest of ways,” she admitted. “I have my pride, you know? My royal bearing. I didn’t want anyone to think I was going soft, or that I had serious feelings for this man, least of all my father. I pretended like nothing bothered me. I hardened my heart, so it wouldn’t hurt anymore. I didn’t want to bond with anyone else, for fear of losing them. I think... that was a mistake.” 

“I see. Understandable, I suppose.” 

“I just want to be loved,” Bianca expressed. “Is that too much to ask?” 

Cesar winked at her and patted her finger. “Not at all. You just need to work on yourself first.” 

“Mm,” Bianca affirmed. “You’re right.” Somehow, the hollowness inside her didn’t feel quite so empty anymore. She held on to Cesar, who relaxed on the gigantic plush pillows of her boobs as they gently rose and fell with her breathing. She resolved to do better. What did she have to lose, after all? She eventually fell asleep with Cesar laying on top of her. For the first night in days, she slept well.

Chapter 40

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