#he appreciate stronk arms anyway

[xkuja]

aegisregalis replied to your post “//I just wanted to say that you're always a pleasure to see on my dash...”

//That is so adorable wtf... -scoops up Kuja into my large manly arms and lifts him in the air to show the world this cuteness-

#aegisregalis #he appreciate stronk arms anyway #u _ u~

[leonpokmnstuff]

The Holy Trinity in a fight

Piers

He dont really like getting into fights, but will definitely finish them

Unlike Raihan and Leon, he doesn't care about his reputation

He'll hurt someone over you and Marnie

But he won't start fights

So it's usually started by you (his s/o) getting drunk or some asshole hitting on you

Piers is quick to the jump, if your drunk

But if not he stays back, cause you can take care of yourself

Push come to shove, he pushes you to the side, and handles it

He doesn't mind when your drunk

But when you try to start trouble, he tries to drag you away

To no avail, you manage to break free and assault the asshole

Sighing, he waits to see how it plays out

(1) you beat this person

Or (2) he has to step in

And when he steps in he has quite the haymaker

My guy has a one hitter quitter

Hims skinny but he's got the greatest right uppercut

After decommissioning the bastard, he heaves you over his shoulder and carries you home.

Raihan

6'8 of giant

So not to many people try to start shit with the Dragon Man

Or you for that matter

But it happened once, before he could get it out that you guys were together

But it happened like this:

You both were walking around a grocery store

Getting snacks for your movie night

You split up in the store: "Divide and Conquer!"

That's what you boyfriend said

So your getting drinks, and this person slides up next to you

You know, all "smooth" and what not

Shooting their shot, they asked, "hey hot stuff, need something to cool you off?"

You rolled your eyes, and scoffed, pushing past them to find your boyfriend

They followed bothering you, with dumb pick up lines

Confused you couldn't find your sweet giant

Rai had noticed the person hitting on you

He had been stealthily watching the pair of you

He wanted to see what you were going to do

Anyways, the person bothering you didn't let up, only to push harder with their advances

You turned on them and let loose your anger, telling telling to fuck off or your boyfriend would handle them

The person just laughed at your outburst

Only pissing you off more, you threw down your drinks and took a swing

Tagging the person in the jaw

Raihan just about lost it, about to burst out laughing

When the person stumbled backwards and looked at you shocked

When they got ready to retaliate, that's when Rai stepped in

He walked up behind the person, tapping them in the shoulder

" 'scuse me. But thats my (girlfriend/boyfriend). You hit them, I'll hit you."

The person glared at him and swung

Rai took a step in, grabbing the person's arm and put them in a simple arm lock

"Ok. I lied, hitting you would make me look bad..."

Which was true, the Dragon Type Gym Leader, beating up someone?

It dont look good.

He tossed the person to the side, then smiled at you

Then sent the person a glare, you know, his battle one?

This sent the person slinking away

He dont start fights but your big ol man will finish them

Leon

Everyone sees him as too sweet to fight, unless he's on the battlefield.

But that's not the case

As an older brother and the "man" of his family, he's got a very bit protective streak

He's always been quick to jump infront of others

And you being his first (s/o), he's really possessive over you

Not in a bad way though, and he knows you can handle yourself

That and he's the Champion, so he can't have that kind of media attention on him.

Like Piers, he'll do anything for you and Hop

Lee can get quite rageful

You actually have to calm your sweet boi down

And it's less of a fight and more like a... K.O.

Hims a really stronk boi

So the moment someone disrespects you, he's ready to throw hands

The person was said something along the lines of, "wow the person who STOLE the Champ from the fans."

Or they touched you inappropriately...

So when said person said or did, something out of the way to you, he just swung, nailing the offender in the jaw

Surprised you looked at Leon and then the person on the ground

Lee was furious, heavy breathing and all

You pulled him away before too many people showed up

Once away, he finally calmed down

Back to his usual self, pretending that nothing happened

You kept your mouth shut about it, happy that there was no other people around

Lee in the other hand was happy to get ice cream

I'm not a big Piers fan but I do appreciate the guy. And I seen them three tagged as the "Holy Trinity" so there you go.

#leon swsh #raihan swsh #piers swsh #raihan #leon #piers #the holy trinity #of sword and sheild anyways #leon x s/o #raihan x s/o #piers x s/o #leon x reader #raihan x reader #piers x reader #pokemon swsh #pokemon sword #pokemon sheild

[xmenageriie]

Just some FE stuff ‘cause I’m weak and I always stick Anita everywhere.

I know only a couple of people will care, but I’m having fun with the idea of Anita being in Golden Deer. I need to think out her opinions for her class mates. I’m aware there’s a time-skip but I haven’t gotten there yet. No spoilers, pls!!

Byleth ( either gender)

Anita’s never been a good student. Ever. Not even when she’s trying. The most frustrating thing for her is to put all of her effort in and wind up failing anyway. She’ll give up on the spot and try to shrug it off like it’s not important, but I feel like Byleth wouldn’t let her. Would quickly become someone Anita admires and is eternally grateful for.

Claude

He’s house leader, so there’s some respect there. She’s not too smart, so she doesn’t understand how he can shmooze people and get information out of them. Doesn’t understand his strategies either, but she’ll take orders from him. Still, he’s pretty chill and she appreciates that.

Marianne

Been talking to @allcviatis​ about this because she writes for Marianne, and we’ve agreed they’d be friends. Anita’s got a love for animals that she usually hides, but she’d reveal it to Marianna. Anita’s too laid back to be uptight and criticize how Marianne thinks of herself. If Marianne doesn’t wanna talk, she doesn’t talk. They could just sit with each other and be totally content, at least until Anita excuses herself because she’s antsy and can’t sit around for long. Probably the one Anita thinks of as her best friend, even if she’s too stubborn to say it aloud.

Likely the only Golden Deer that will know how she feels about her mother. She can’t confide in anyone else because she feels like Marianne might understand.

Ignatz

He’s sweet, but she doesn’t like the whole ‘other people matter more than me’ thing. She does agree to some extent, but she wants him to matter to himself too. They likely don’t hang out much unless Raphael happens to be there.

Leonie

Anita and Leonie would agree on a lot of things concerning not needing to get fanciest up, not needing to be sparkly or overly feminine. They’re both very much the “I’m a girl, but I’m a girl the way I want to be” kind and they would have mutual respect for each other. Probably train together quite often.

Raphael

If Marianne wasn’t the closest to her, Raph would be. Eating buddies, punching buddies, stronk bros!! She eats as much as he does, and I can totally see them training together. More often than not, they’re having eating contests, arm wrestling, just rough housing in general and being buddies.

Hilda

One of the two girls Anita talks to least. Anita isn’t lazy like her, but she doesn’t want any hand in doing all of Hilda’s work for her. She’ll just brush her off and tell her she’s too busy doing something else, which she probably is. She doesn’t like getting prettied up, and Hilda would try too hard to convince her to.

Lysithea

Anita doesn’t get annoyed often, but Lysithea’s constant need to be seen as mature gets under her skin. She doesn’t snap about it, but she tries to avoid her out of concern that she’ll say or do something to upset her. Which, in itself, probably irks Lysithea.

#🐻 — 「 still got time to grow up ( anita ; headcanon ) 」 #🐻 — 「 v. fear the deer ( anita ; fire emblem ) 」 #( I haven't been the most excited to be here but FE:3H and Genshin made me wanna write again ) #( Anita is my forever muse and she gets a verse for everything :)))) can't stop me )

[abizarreyodelingincident]

Ridiculous Optimization: The Art of Finding the Right Tool for the Wrong Situation

Chapter Four: Stronkman be stronk

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a Link in need of an item must first ask Legend about it. No one could really agree on the rest of the saying, beyond concerns about hoarding and getting a thick skin to survive the possible onslaught.  

Strictly speaking, Wild did not need this item. His arsenal fulfilled all his exploration-itch, with the occasional pyromaniac impulse and even the companionship, though the slate's wolf-summoning function had been on the fritz roughly the same day he had met Twilight on two legs. He was however very much the type to be attracted to the shiny, and Legend had a lot of those.

Slowly, Wild reached for the golden bracelet he saw litering the ground at Legend's hip. It reminded him of Gerudo craftwomanship, the way they imbedded magical gems in the jewelry they sold. The ruby in this one glinted just a little more than it should when the sunlight hit its center. Magic, he knew.

“Soooo,” Wild began, rubbing a finger over the gem, “what's this for?”

"Power bracelet," Legend explained dismissively, "you can take it. I've got half a dozen lying around. For some reason, there's one or two of those in every region I've gone through. Pretty basic as far as items go."

Four, who had been polishing some of his arsenal, looked up and nodded.

"I have some of these too. They're good for clearing heavy obstacles. Didn't you have anything similar?"

Wild looked to the side, wondering if the way he used his Sheikah Slate counted. The little voice in his head that sounded like Twilight (and thus was often boring and ignored) sadly replied that no, it didn't count.

"Well, mostly, I just climb over them. Or use Stasis and some bombs."

Legend massaged his forehead, mumbling something about how that explained a lot. It certainly didn't for Wild, but who was counting?

“Take it if you want. I'm good. Already wearing a pair anyway.”

“Really? Sweet! Thanks, Legend!” And with that, he ran back to the rest of the camp, his new treasure firmly in hand.

Wild, however, did not put on the bracelet.

***

"For me, Cub?" Twilight asked, nonplussed by the sudden present. It wasn't that he didn't appreciate the attention, but he was certain he hadn't forgotten an occasion and they had spent the last three days journeying through the wilderness.

Also, he was pretty sure that bracelet had been in Legend's bags an hour ago. Was this a prank? Was he the prank or the prankster?

Wild grinned. “Yeah, Legend lent it to me.” - Well, that eliminated the worst case scenario. - “But really, I thought you should have it.”

With a pensive frown, Twilight picked up the bracelet and examined it under the light. “Why a strength bracelet? I don't really need one.”

“Precisely!” Wild piped up, the spark of his inner gremlin coming alive.

His outburst caught the attention of a few other Links, who stopped their various activities in favor of listening to what might be the prelude to a disaster. It paid to be attentive when Wild got creative.

“What?” Twilight contemplated putting a hand on Wild's forehead, just in case his protege was running a fever.  

“You're already freakishly strong. Like, remember that landslide you helped clear out?”

Twilight grimaced. “I better. I felt it in my back for the rest of the day. Where are you getting a-” he trailed off, the pleading look on Wild's face hurting his soul. “No. I know where this is going. You can't rope me into stupid ideas if I don't give you rope.” Wild hung his head, missing only the cold rain to express his deep depression. “Tell him, old man!”

Sky, who had been strumming his harp by the base of a tree, shot an uneasy look to their unofficial leader.

Unfortunately, Time lifted his lips from his ocarina, a glint in his one good eye. "Can't say I'm not curious, pup."

Twilight gaped like he'd been stabbed.

“I really don't think I should d-”

“You heard him, Twilight!” Wild clapsed the bracelet over his big brother's wrist.

Then, the little traitor bolted and climbed up to Sky's branch. Probably figured that Twilight wouldn't harm the innocent in a sudden quest for revenge. Unfortunately, he was right, and Twilight was a firm believer in retribution for the guilty and the guilty alone.

They waited with bated breath for his next reaction. Some a little more tense and flightly than the others. For a man that did not appreciate the spotlight and eyes on him at all times, the attention got a little on his nerves.

First, he flexed his fingers, trying to get a feel for the magic, the difference in strength if any could be found. Urgh. This was about the farthest from his specialty as it got.

“What do you even want me to do?” he asked the others.

“Lift something heavy?” Hyrule shrugged.

The tree didn't stand a chance.

Legend hummed, examining the uprooted plant. “That's sort of a level two bracelet result.”

Twilight held back a sigh. “... Really?”

Unfortunately for his peace of mind, Time smirked. “He's right, Pup. I have something that lets me lift about a pillar of stone over my head.”

Twilight didn't say anything. In fact, his expression remained remarkably blank. His eyes searched and found Wild, who looked both awed and a little scared but the result of his thought experiment. Upon being focused on, he squirmed a bit, giving Twilight a thumbs up that cemented his decision in time and space.

Wordlessly, Twilight marched out of camp and down the hill they'd passed. Followed by the others, he marched right up to a small plateau in the terrain that hosted a few rock formation, the largest of which looked mostly buried underground.

Wild's stomach sank. “Wait, that's not a boulder! That's a Ta-”

Twilight stood, and the stone monster lifted with him. The rest of Wild's warning turned into a strangled squeak. The 'feet' of the miniboss dangled in the air like its lesser counterparts.

“-lus.”

Deep in the shadow of the rock monster he lifted, Twilight grinned and let the feral darkness inside slip just a touch. By the many flinches around (and yes, Twilight did see that, Old Man), he succeeded.

“And now, I yeet!”

The Links watched as the giant monster arched through the air, passing the clearing it had made its home in and started to fell over the abrupt drop off that split the terrain in two. The Talus' mournful cry resonated all the way down the canyon, echoing for every violent impact it made with the cliffsides, and many of them happened on the way down.

Wind, ever curious, ran right up to the edge and pulled his sister's long view.

“Oh man. That's one way to make silver moblins pancakes.”

Bonus:

Time contemplated the hole left by the Talus' untimely demise, then the normal bracelet on his pup's wrist, then the golden gauntlets he wore. With slow, deliberate purpose, he began to pull one off.

Legend slapped the offending hand away. “No, that's too much power, Old Man!”

Double Bonus:

“… Say that again?”

A hushed silence crashed on top of the heroes' camp at the restrained violence dripping from Twilight's voice. One, because for many, that was a voice that preceded flashbacks to darker times. Two, because it was Twilight and he got angry about as often as Sky did. They counted. So, with just those three little words, that innocent sounding question, all activities in the camp grinded down to a halt in favor of mentally preparing for damage control between Twilight and his target, a nonchalant Legend refusing the power bracelet back.

“You need a power bracelet to lift a pot?”

“Huh… yeah?” Legend replied, frowning. “Why? That a problem, country boy?”

Violence made way for hysteria. “A pot.”

A vein twitched on Legend's forehead, but it was less attention grabbing than the faint blush creeping up his neck. “Why do you care?”

“Show of hands, who needs a power bracelet to lift a pot here?”

A cricket chose that moment to fly through camp, cricketing all the way. Even the non-religious Links considered that one of Hylia's sign. Legend, looking thoroughly annoyed, deliberately crossed his arms over his chest despite insistant staring.

From seven other heroes.

His ears twitching, Twilight eyed the suspiciously flipped over pot and glared.

“Cub, stasis Legend.”

“... Why?”

“I need to go 'patrol' for a minute and see where our wayward Four's gotten to. Then, we're starting a training regiment." Even as he disappeared through the woods, his grumbling carried over. "Can't lift a fucking pot!”

#Linked Universe #Linkeduniverse #LU Twilight #LU Wild #LU Legend #LU Time #RO:ART

[ramabear]

since you don't mind bnha spoilers can i bother you for your reaction on the (v abriged, it's literally 20 mins) war arc crazyness youtube*com/watch?v=WxhACfvIV_c ? i'm just a little miffed cuz shiga went from discount sato to actual compelling antagonist to now literal puppet and AFO's replacement body

oh my god. yes. i’ll watch this. fair warning; I've JUST woken up, i’m currently drinking my coffee and im going to comment here as I watch this thing lmao��

so, spoilers ahead!!! like massive ones. i guess? fuck i dont know sorry for mobiles cause i dont think the keep reading thing works for you :(

mMMM love the slow pan manga bits bc I get to see my favorite the trash fire man while this guy talks

also,,, war arc?? what. also oh my god we’re over two hundred chapters... 

IM SCREAMIN HIS PERFECTED FORM HAS TORN MOTH/INSECT WINGS? MR HANDS PLS WHAT EVEN god dID HE PUPATE? IS THAT WHAT HAPPENED?????

okay this villain plan is Huge but kind of solid in like that,,, manga sense? jesus orchestrating that sorta thing would require So much effort though

TRASHFIREMAN LEADING THE GROUP good im glad he’s got a suit upgrade it looks like lmao he’s gonna go kick ass

EYES EMOJI OH HO A QUIRKLESS DOCTOR hello there

oh my GOD that mininoumu IS FUCKED UP. WHAT THE F U C K

LIKE IF YOURE GONNA HAVE A GREMLIN MONSTER WHAT THE FUCK DONT MAKE IT LOOK LIKE THAT WHAT. The LIPS the EYES the fuckinG?? KICKS???? WHAT THE FUCK WHY DOES IT HAVE NO ARMS and he’s deku’s original doctor? lmaooooo

here we go inDEED, love u trashfirman, get that hospital fucked UP

oh my god the doctor is fucked up

rabbit heroine knows how to fuck shit up and i Appreciate that

oh my god im screaming. im screaming i cant tell you why im screaming but i’m screaming 

LOVE LOVE LOVE Rabbit lady she’s SO FUCKING COOL

“high end noumu” im screaming. what is this like a gucci nomu? prada nomou????

OH NO RABBIT LADY

OH YES TRASHFIREMAN

aww rabbit lady im so proud of you. god damn

jesus cementtoss is fucking cool

ugh dabi :/

aww i can see twice is a fave

ITS BURNIN MY GIRL BURNIN HAS ARRIVED AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYY Love her

of course you're not satisfied you fuckin tool, you dumbass, you idiot, you dont feel satisfaction this way oh man. yeah im so not surprised by the bodyswap lmao i can absolutely see it. also aww the boys arrive so cute

someone shut off this man’s cell service :/

nooo trashfireman noooo

YEAH MOMO oh man hell yeah fuckyeah thats cool shit. love her so much

oh my god KIRISHIMA what a great throw, good stronk boi. 

OH MY GOTDAMN AIZAWA WHAT THE MUTHERFUCK ITS NOT THAT EASY ALSO WHAT THE GOTDAMN

shouto! finally!!

i do like that shig’s hair is like, just Pure White. thats a cool aesthetic for a black and white manga page

oh noooooooooo bakugou,, oh NO IZUKU,, oh my god brain space fight love a brainspace fight

:/ :/ :/ dont care for the dabi reveal. i mean. its obvious. also, i dont like it. you’ll notice in my fics thats a piece of canon i just flat out refuse to entertain. like. in all of them.

ok, bit of a tangent here for the giganto boy just passing out: so, in the Jurassic park book, they tranq the Trex and it Doesnt React and then they fuck off and then the rex goes and attacks the kids and they’re in a waterfall and its sticks its head in and it like, licks them and its Gross and actually kind of terrifying cause the kids are like, thirteen and eight or whatever and Terrified. and just as the kids are SURE its gonna reach in and grab them and chomp away, it passes out.

delay tranq is a Classic is what i’m saying. lol

also? mr compress is a cutie. aww love him

oh my god did deku get spidey senses

love it love it

also i dont want to talk bout the brain switch personality thing too much but lmao i Do have a fic planned with that sorta thing involved :)

also waIAT WAIT wait wait tiwait wait

all for one is still alive and he’s also alive in fucking shigs head what the fuck. what the Fuck is that shit. 

ANYWAY i’ve watched the thing. those are my comments. thank you for this ask and jesus christ if you knew my plans for my fics you'd be like “wow what the fuck the parallels” and i’d b like YEAH I KNOW FUCKING WILD ISNT IT?

#rama replies #bnha reactions #bnha spoilers #spoilers #Anonymous

[secretagentspydetectiveninja]

*kicks down door* It is Femslash February my dudes!!! As far as I remember I didn’t do a single thing for it last year but I’m making it up this year, I swear. Have a speedy nerd in love with a flying stronk queen, in space. (At least, she will be later, I’ll post a little bit each day if I can...) Also, this fandom is in DIRE need of some wlw content so I may as well try.

-

Life could be so boring sometimes. That was the problem with being too competent – nothing was ever really a challenge. And without a clear plan of what to improve on, there was just nothing to do.

For what seemed like the millionth day in a row, Ying sat poring over some book in the library at TAPOPS Space Station with Yaya at her side, barely even taking in what she was reading. She had already read all the books in here anyway. When was she going to be sent out on missions again?

Well, she knew the answer. She would be sent out on missions again when her other friends were deemed good enough to not need all the practice. Commander Koko Ci saw no point in telling Ying and Yaya to go get power spheras when he knew that they were already perfectly capable. No, it always had to be Boboiboy and Gopal. They were the ones who were constantly useless enough to actually need the field training.

At least they were getting to go out and actually have fun…

They probably didn’t think of it as fun though, did they? Not when they were so incompetent that it was more like chronically avoiding a horrible death than anything else. But they got to visit new planets, new places, see new creatures, unlike being stuck back here…

All that was left to do was read and reread, keep studying, wait for new weekly shipments of books to arrive to alleviate the boredom.

The main problem was, she wasn’t even good enough at that! Yaya was better, and Ying knew it. That absolute smartie had been voted “Official Smartest Young Member of TAPOPS” and wouldn’t let anyone forget it. Not for an instant.

It was impossible to forget about anyway, with that framed picture of Yaya up on the library wall, the ceremony where she’d been given an honorary badge to wear that everyone had to attend, the fact that people everywhere kept bringing it up all the time.

Was it… was it mean for Ying to be jealous of her own best friend? She could hardly help it! No one seemed to acknowledge her academic capabilities. She worked so hard, and for what? Sure, she enjoyed it, but when Yaya got all this praise and Ying never heard a word of it, it really was not all that fun…

“Shouldn’t there be a leaderboard or something?” Ying said, glaring at that Yaya portrait.

The real flesh-and-blood Yaya looked up from her book. “Why should there be a leaderboard?”

“It’s only fair that way! We know who the number one Official Smartest Young Member of TAPOPS is, but what about second place?”

“You think you’re second place?” Yaya asked, smiling ever so sweetly at her.

That smile had a gravity of its own, it really did. Ying had been sure for a quite a while now that Yaya leaked her gravity powers sometimes without realizing it – there was always something sticking Ying to the floor whenever Yaya was nearby.

“I know I’m second place,” Ying said. “Well – I mean, I could be first if I just studied harder…”

Yaya laughed. “There’s no shame in second place! Be content with it!”

“I’ll overtake you some day, I swear…”

“That’s impossible. But you know what…” Yaya tapped her pen against her book, in thought. “You have a point about the leaderboard. I’d like to know who my competition is. Among our friends, of course you’re certainly second place, but what about across all of TAPOPS? We need some way of quantifying this.”

“Like an IQ test or an exam!” Ying suggested.

“Yes, something like that! Good ideas, Ying!”

Yaya gave her an affectionate poke in the arm with the end of her pen. As miffed as Ying was about always being second place, it was still nice to know that it did not hurt her friendship with Yaya. Yaya never hesitated to show her appreciation.

“I’ll discuss this with the Commander,” Yaya continued. “A leaderboard system would be a good way to motivate everyone to study. To get me some actual competition.”

And just like that, all Ying’s fluffy friendship thoughts promptly left her brain. “Hey, what do you mean?! I’m already your competition!”

Yaya’s dazzlingly bright eyes were always just a second or two away from being consumed with fire and brimstone, as everyone was wary of, and right now they flashed dangerously. “Then prove it.”

“I will! You and Commander Koko Ci make that leaderboard, and I’ll show you I’m second place, if not first!”

Yaya snapped her book shut and stood up to leave. “That’s the spirit! I’ll go organize something right now!”

With that she strode off, leaving nothing but her books and the faint scent of flowery perfume in her wake.

Ying turned back to her own book, trying to get her brain to focus. It always seemed a little harder when Yaya was around – whether due to their academic rivalry or some kind of gravitational effect on her brain, she hadn’t quite worked out yet.

She could definitely be second place, right? Surely no one else at TAPOPS was quite at the level of her or Yaya…

#femslash feb #whY DO I ALWAYS FEEL SO BAD ABOUT TAGGING THESE THINGS #ying #yaya #yayi #boboiboy #random stuff #aish writes #femslash february

[vancilocs]

31-47 for ninida, lazlo(was it lazlo, call me out of i wrote it wrong) aand max?

add an s and make it laszlo and you’re golden! (it’s actually laszlowaria but ain’t nobody got time for that)

31. Do they drink? What are they like drunk? What are they like hungover? How do they act when other people are drunk or hungover? Kind or teasing?

Ninida drinks somewhat, not much, rarely to the point of being hammered but tipsy maybe once a week or so. He’s a lot more jovial and affectionate when drunk, likes hugs, will pet your hair if you have it, laughs and is just a general good sport. Complete opposite when hungover, just leave him into his blanket burrito to recover. Will growl if someone comes too close. Kinda exasperated if people are drunk or hungover around him, complains about it, but if it’s a friend he’ll help in whatever way needed.

Laszlo can drink you under the table, he’s a regular in a local bar when not on duty and has a pocket flask for when he is. Never hammered during working hours but a little tipsy maybe, only blackout drunk if knows he has no duties. Even more out of it when drunk, somehow falls off the floor. His stories have no end, rambles in circles until he passes out, stories may or may not be true at all. Quietly looks after drunk and hungover people by making sure they aren’t in immediate danger, otherwise stays out of it.

Max can drink more than you’d think, she’s short but also has a pretty good resistance… might have drank a tad too much at parties when she was younger. Very rarely gets drunk anymore. Louder and more emotional in every way when drunk, laughs one second, cries the next, gets angry immediately. A mother hen when others get drunk, as a bartender she’s pretty good at spotting when people have had too much.

32. What do they dress like? What sorta shops do they buy clothes from? Do they wear the fashion that they like? What do they wear to sleep? Do they wear makeup? What’s their hair like?

Ninida doesn’t care about makeup or fashion, just skincare sometimes and the functionality of the clothes (as long as he can show his arms). Lots of pockets, a bulletproof vest under the hoodie. Gloves are cosmetic. Sleeps with sweatpants or underwear on.

Laszlo is colourblind and mostly wears black, puts comfort and functionality over looks, but with a thotty twist. His hair he keeps just long enough to tie up, otherwise his nose and medusa piercings are the most he’s done for his looks. He mainly wears the catsuit given by his boss, otherwise it’s capri pants and t-shirts that don’t get stuck on his shin and forearm spikes. Sleeps with a t-shirt and underwear.

Max takes clothing very seriously, orders mainly online from specific goth brands that carry her size, has outfits planned. Makeup is a second job to her and barely ever steps out the house without it, also makes sure her hair is in ship-shape. Very looks-oriented.

33. What underwear do they wear? Boxers or briefs? Lacey? Comfy granny panties?

Just… boxers, comfy

Boxers mainly, sometimes backwards, sometimes he forgets

Comfy panties, cute to give confidence but nothing that chafes, she’s on her feet a lot as bartender. Has a bunch of lacy ones for sure.

34. What is their body type? How tall are they? Do they like their body?

He’s typical for a nedian, some 172 cm maybe, slim, a bit less muscular than many others but not too bad of a twink. He’s okay with how he looks, women are the more beefy ones anyways

Around 180 cm, a little over maybe, thicc as a tree trunk. Typical strong arms and thighs for climbing but also some belly fat and love handles to spare. Just an absolute unit and he’s pleased with that

Max is short, some 155 cm and fat. She’s lost a little weight with a diet change to homecooked scheduled meals, but she’s still fat, and she’s completely fine with this and looks bomb as hell

35. What’s their guilty pleasure? What is their totally unguilty pleasure?

He doesn’t really feel guilty about the things he does for fun, doesn’t feel the need to. Though in the end cheating on his wife dipped from “guilty pleasure” to “complete douchebaggery”

He doesn’t have enough braincells to feel guilty, dude was a police officer corrupt as they can be once upon a time. Maybe drinking on the job is a bit of a guilty pleasure but hey, he’s got good tolerance and not enough booze in his flask to get him too messed up.

Buying new makeup and clothes can be a bit of a guilty pleasure, but she neeeeds them. Using them and making herself look glam is something she feels no guilt about though, yes she might look a lil over the top but so what? It’s her style and she likes it

36. What are they good at? What hobbies do they like? Can they sing?

Can design and build guns like the best of ‘em, it’s a hobby and a job, as well as testing the guns out at a firing range. Can’t sing at goddamn all

An excellent marksman and slick as hell, can talk himself out of pretty much any problem. Knows where to find a connection and how to utilize it to end up on top. On his free time he likes to play cards, hang out in a bar, snoop around casually, maybe find someone to share his bed for the night, who knows. Not a singer.

She’s got great style and impeccable makeup skills, somewhat artistic too but those are just some flower doodles. Enjoys making videos and makeup tutorials, cooking, hanging out with friends. Can hold a tune but mainly just hums.

37. Do they like to read? Are they a fast or slow reader? Do they like poetry? Fictional or non fiction?

He can pour over technical manuals, likes comics, longer novels get boring. A pretty fast reader though, has no interest in poetry.

A bit of a slow reader and prefers bigger text for his eyesight, has a hard time concentrating on longer text so he doesn’t really read books. Alternatively he does enjoy poetry and comics since there’s less to read.

Enjoys reading, usually fiction, crime novels and horror, sometimes romance. Enjoys poetry a lot, especially of the gothic kind.

38. What do they admire in others? What talents do they wish they had?

Admires tenacity and skill, never giving up despite struggles is inspiring. Wishes he could demand respect and earn it in a way people like Mhairi do, he feels like a bit of a little fish still (esp. compared to dad)

He can respect honesty, positivity and tenacity, even if it’s someone trying to catch him. Also appreciates patience because he knows he can be a bit of a mess. Being able to focus better would be nice.

Max appreciates honesty and open-mindedness, you can be blunt with your honesty, just don’t be mean, and be open to other views and facts than your own. She’s always looking to improve, if anything specific then just not being so hot-headed herself

39. Do they like letters? Or prefer emails/messaging?

Texts and emails are so much easier.

He won’t remember what he wrote on a letter so messages and emails work best

Loves an old-fashioned wax-sealed love letter as much as any dramatic hoe but obviously texts and emails work the best

40. Do they like energy drinks? Coffee? Sugary food? Or can they naturally stay awake and alert?

Too much soda and energy drinks, a caffeine fiend. Could probably stay up without if the weather is warm but still drinks his Red Bull

Mostly drinks alcohol or just water, he stays up long whiles with no help.

Likes her coffee, but mainly just a cup in the morning and an extravagant Starbucks drink during the day, maybe one in the evening. Might have something sweet during shifts at the bar, just for a little kick.

41. What’s their sexuality? What do they find attractive? Physically and mentally? What do they like/need in a relationship?

Hetero/demisexual, primarily an ass man, but a tight bod in general is a sight to see. Hair is nice to touch. Mentally likes tough women who know what they want and know to demand it, likes brains as much as butts. Needs affection and love and dedication, he’s serious about this shit

Bisexual, doesn’t really have a preference, maybe leans more towards thicc guys and gals, prefers a chubby belly over washboard abs. Mentally just be interesting, keep his attention, share views, not super into uptight nerdy scholar types. Needs attention, love and for the other one to take initiative for him to show love back, for now kinda casual about relationships because he tends to go too serious too quick and end up hurt

Bisexual, likes tough girls and cute boys, chubby people, stronk and soft, sparkly like she is, similar views and attitudes, not interested in super shy and quiet people who don’t like going out or don’t hype her up.

42. What are their goals? What would they sacrifice anything for? What is their secret ambition?

His main goal is to blow up beat Vim in the market, his feelings are hurt and feels like his old man’s time has passed, no familial feelings anymore after the stunt Vim pulled, now it’s just rivalry. Kinda sacrificed a relationship to have the family he wanted, too.

Right now he’s just seeing if this sticks, so far he’s enjoyed captaining the Vandal and maybe even dipping his toesies back into corrupting law enforcement… this time being the one corrupting, not the one corrupted

Her ambitions are to make the makeup channel a full-time job and quit bartending, can eventually do that and make bank from being an influencer while also being a mom.

43. Are they religious? What do they think of religion? What do they think of religious people? What do they think of non religious people?

Not religious really, just tiny remnants of the kind of voodoo-type religion most common in where he’s from. Biggest thing religion-wise are the beads he got from his mom he keeps in his pocket, it’s more sentimental than that he actually believes in higher powers. Has no opinion about believers or non-believers unless they try to tell him how to think in which case he gets pissed

His people are generally atheistic, not religious at all himself, kinda finds it odd. But it’s none of his business, just keep it to yourself thank you. Will listen to stories though.

Not particularly religious, wears some religious stuff as part of her style but doesn’t really follow anything herself. Keep it to yourself.

44. What is their favourite season? Type of weather? Are they good in the cold or the heat? What weather do they complain in the most?

Summer, he thrives in warm and humid. Active and happy during warm months. Hates the cold, gets drowsy, outside gets janky and eventually freezes entirely. Whines about cold.

Used to mild, medium weather, very dry, was baffled about rain and clouds. Appreciates the lack of dust outside his homeland. Summer tends to get hot, winter is too cold, not a fan of snow, likes rain. Likes fall.

Loves the fall, pumpkin spice, Halloween, spooky times. Manages heat well, hates sleet and snow but has good jackets to stay warm. Now if just her boots wouldn’t get so dirty.

45. How do other people see them? Is it similar to how they see themselves?

Depends greatly, he might be a whiny brat to some, a genius to some. He has been knocked down enough pegs to make him a bit humbler than he’d be otherwise, but he’s still an eager little man trying to become something great at any cost

He’s very much not welcome in his homeland, kind of an outsider everywhere else, his people aren’t so often seen. He’s just chilling and he has his talents, he’s a bit of an enigma to others, a horrible criminal to some and a disaster to his crew

Some may think she’s just a fat bitch, those are people she hasn’t allowed to bully her, others think she’s a role model. She’s a great friend and a mom, too.

46. Do they make a good first impression? Does their first impression reflect them accurately? How do they introduce themselves?

He’s a bit awkward but he’s that in general, got more gun skills than people skills, which is pretty noticeable. He’ll shake your hand and say his name and what ship he’s from.

There’s something off, the handshake is firm but he might just forget to actually say his name or what ship he captains/who he works for, in general he seems… capable? If a bit scatterbrained.

Shakes your hand, smiles, introduces herself, she immediately feels like a pleasant person.

47. How do they act in a formal occasion? What do they think of black tie wear? Do they enjoy fancy parties and love to chit chat or loathe the whole event?

Doesn’t feel at all home in fancier events, doesn’t like dressing up formally, even if nedians don’t do black ties. Avoids fancy chitchat and events and maybe just raids the snack bar and bails.

Pretty at home actually, doesn’t particularly like formal wear but he’s used to wearing it, slips out from one conversation and into another without internalizing any of it or adding anything of substance. Gets tipsy and eats a bunch, just wanders around, gets stuck staring at a curtain for half an hour,

Likes dressing up but prefers a bit more casual parties, like dinners, not as formal. Loves to talk and have a drink and compliment ladies on their clothes.

#so that took the entire trip huh i'm in turku rn lmao #long oc thing

[pwnyta]

POKEMON DOODLES. BETCHA DIDNT SEE THAT COMING.

These mediocre doodles are mostly for Omi. Theyre not even real characters from the games/show... its just... dont worry about it. Since im lazy its all just sketchy doodles. ((A shit ton of them under the cut!))

Hugo (Nat- ):

Candy (Nat- Naive): A not all together newbie. Im sure she was delighted to get he codename... and then less delighted that there was someone already called ‘Candyman‘.

Scarecrow or just ‘Crow’ (Nat- Modest): A spooky man who’ll fit whatever roll he needed for. Very flexible. Has an easy personality to deal with though hes not very forthcoming about himself personally... might be better in a job like this.

Lock (Nat- Quiet):

Doc (Nat- Careful): He has a lot of information on almost everyone... aside from Sickle whos doctor is Emanuel. Hes not a fighter and refuses to evolve because his tail was mutilated and he can be a Slowbro anymore. Hes somehow gained a weirdly dark organ harvester rep... maybe because hes rarely seen and peoples imagination go wild... but to the people under his care hes just a nice, tiny guy who does a good job of patching them up quickly. He will smuggle drugs however because now he gets to work in better conditions under Sickle... hes also got a strange morbid sense of humor.

Wisp (Nat- Hasty): An ice queen type, kinda haughty and smug but shes got the skills to back that up so no one can talk shit. Like ‘sure shes an asshole... but shes not wrong‘. She tries to work WITH people just so she can get them the fuck away from her as quickly as possible. She doesnt appreciate people overstaying their welcome and prefers to go solo. If she needs a partner she prefers another woman or at least a pretty man... but someone like Link or Skim would be better.

Skim (Nat- Sassy): Honestly just a nod to Catwoman in general.

Father (Nat- Serious): A very religious man, mute, demands perfection. If you work for him and fuck up and embarrass him youre in for a world of hurt.  No matter how fond he may seem to be towards someone this is true. He doesnt play favorites and he doesnt want anyone under him to stagnate. You push yourself or HE’LL PUSH YOU. The operatives working under him are jokingly referred to as his ‘kids‘. Toward his equals he can be respectful... or maybe just tolerant.

Perma (Nat- Adamant): A cruel efficient lady. Has a thing for blades which is possibly why she has no trouble working for a guy like Sickle. The fact hes not interested piques her interest in him even more.

Gadget (Nat- Rash): Tries to be a fun gamer girl but her short temper makes it hard. Some suggest her codename should be ‘Tripwire‘ because of how unpredictably dangerous she can be... but she disagrees BECAUSE SHES A FUCKING DELIGHT. Can be a bit of a troll... and not the goofy fun kind (the malicious I’ll ruin your life if you cross me kind).

Blink (Nat- Calm) A Very obedient and very smart. Has a really droning dull voice and never loses his temper. Hes good at calming a certain Luxray down.

Mele (IDK)

Wool (Nat- Sassy) Plays dumb and pretty but hes rather clever and is a fun loving fella. Has a French accent. Master of disguise!

Wreckingball (Nat- Hardy): Has no real talent or skill. Hes just a tough bastard you call in if you need to fuck some shit up. Hes probably one of the more pleasant agents in Sickles crew and is chummy... probably not the greatest idea considering his coworkers are a bunch of shady assholes.

Mittens (Nat- Jolly): Hes another rather nice agent of Sickles. But hes not a dumbass like Wreckingball and has become of the head of the Sigma divison. He is a bit reckless tho. He can shoot his arms off and use them as weapons so he occasionally wears prosthetic arms and spends a lot of time with Doc.

Prick (Nat- Impish) Hes a smarmy lad who enjoys talking vaguely and annoying people. HIS NAME IS APPROPRIATE AND HE LOVES IT.

River (Nat- Naughty): Flirty and dangerous. Hes a killer but hes quick and efficient doesnt draw out anyones death. Not because hes nicer or squeamish or anything its because torture isnt in his job description. Hes great at getting people to think he honestly cares and like using built trust to crush his victims. He also like cucumbers! He somehow gets along well with Madam even though theyre both just being fake bitches.

Madam (Nat- Mild): Looks very dainty and delicate and uses peoples desire to please a pretty woman to take advantage of them. Shes not shy about minor edits to peoples memories to help her get away even though its illegal.

Cleo (Nat- Docile):

Cresent the Shiny Lycanroc (dusk form. Nat- relaxed)

Link the Golisopod (Nat- Quiet)-

Methuselah the Drampa (Nat- Mild)

Viola the Chatot (Nat- Naughty)

Sandstorm the Flygon (Nat- Adamant)... Her personality is like that of a strict teacher dont let her have a ruler unless you wanna get spanked. Shes neat and detail oriented and because shes so outwardly respectable... no one would ever suspect shes a fucking thief. Shes a collector of rare and valuable books and of course prefers original copies. Her social skills arent grea unless shes pretending to be someone shes not and gets embarrassed if she reveals too much about herself to anyone.

Cavendish the Tropius (Nat- Lax). Her personality is like shes on autopilot, she gets shit done but shes sorta checked out. Shed much rather just stay home but she also got expensive tastes and shes not rich.

Alkaloid (Nat- Lonely): A gloomy lass that craves companionship. Shes not great at making connections to people which is fine for her position but really wants to have someone to click with. After she lost her eye she became even more distant with people. Shes rather fond of Doc though their relationship is rather one sided... her projecting some strange friendship on him because he cares for her and keeps her secrets... but hes a doctor and its kind of his job.

Blanco (Nat- Quirky): A vain dramatic ladies man. Is a skilled in his job (of course) but he hates when hes gotta tone back his extravagant life. After a long job he likes to surround himself with lively people and have some fun. He thinks he works VERY well with others and thinks himself a perfect partner.... most find him obnoxious and a lot have told him so... he just takes all criticism as jokes and lets it roll off him. If nothing else hes very positive!

Mistletoe (Nat- Serious): He seems cold and scary but hes a man of honor (for a guy who tortures people for a living anyway). He refuses to harm anyone weaker than him and is very caring of children and will step in if he sees some injustice if he can. Rouge agents, traitors,and shit like that though... hes ruthless and is very good at prying information out of them.  His hobby of developing new and dangerous poisons/chemicals are often tested on whoever hes toying with. ((He should have spots on the light red parts of his jacket... I forgot them IDK how OH WELL. I wanna tweak his costume a bit anyways. Vileplume colors are so bleh.))

Dust (Nat- Calm): Outwardly very charming but theyre not as sweet as they seem on the inside. Dust doesnt need to bring their victims in any kind of room to do their dirty work and prefers using their dust and psychic abilities to just mind fuck their victims into submission.

The Candyman the Alolan Muk (Nat- Quiet) is an annoyingly patient man and the perfect guy to call if you need to teach someone a lesson. If no one else can do it... THE CANDYMAN CAN. IDK what that Mr Mime did but he pissed Sickle off... Candyman has one weak point and thats his poor eyesight... and he’ll get very annoyed if you touch his glasses.

Doc gets a penpal.

BB Sparky helps Boat be a Pichu with the clever use of feathers and a pink marker.

Lees a hit with his mommas work friends.

Lee and his kids. (Sam and Sparky are his kids occasionally.) Hes a stronk boy but his health isnt the best... even Sam can feel a little guilty and worried when he causes trouble for his friend.

Alex is not an easy man to anger and hes very dangerous when hes angry but no matter how pissed off he is... just seeing Lee can sweep that all away. Alex can get away with a lot... but Lee still wont let him wear his preferred fighting attire. QQ so mean.

I revamped Boats friend Arcane. Hes a cop. ...he mostly hangs out with other dogs but also Boat. Nice guy, very righteous but also kind of a prideful asshole sometimes.

Ray revamp.

I made Sandy shiny because the black looked cool.

Some cops.

Another scientist

TAPUS!!!

Halos childhood friend turned criminal.

Stan and Davy fam!! Stans mum is a detective, his dad is a stay at home dad.

Davys mum is an ~*~ARTIST~*~ especially in fashion but shes flexible and creative... and very spontaneous and his dad is former military turned workhorse for his wife. Hes good at sewing with all his tentacles.

Although her desire to have a kid was random and ill thought out... they werent as awful at being parents as he thought.

Another Ray! Mega Manectric and Hebenon.

BB Pokemon Quest crew.

I forgot to add Ho-Oh Lugia

And the trios.

#Pwny Gijinka mon fanarts. #PKMN fanarts #Slowpoke #Toxicroak #Milotic #Hitmonlee #Raichu #...I dont feel like typing all the Pokies I added to this post. #LMAO Fuck it.

[feynites]

♜ for stronk muscle warrior lavellan getting a massage from solas! (In cannon or the mit au???)

Life for the Dalish isn’t always what people imagine it to be, she knows.

Clans, after all, have children, and elderly, and sick, and disabled people - just like communities everywhere do. There are holidays. Rest days. When times are good, and hunting grounds are plentiful, and foraging is rich - when there’s trade to be had, even, with other clans, or with friendlier human settlements - she would venture to say that it’s a much more pleasant life than that of a peasant farmer, who works field after field and sees most of their gains vanish in taxes and tithes to their local lord. 

Dalish do not have lords. When things are hoarded, it’s because they’re being stored away for the clan’s future. 

But. That doesn’t mean it’s a life without considerable strain, especially for those who are strong enough to bear it. She’s no stranger to gruelling days. And nights. Working from sunup ‘til sundown. The Inquisition is more mercurial in its demands than the clan. She’s more apt to get back to camp, or to Skyhold, only to find that she has to turn around and march right back out again. And if there’s one thing she’s learned to hate about Ferelden and Orlais alike, it’s mud.

Especially in Ferelden. Thick, clinging, stinking mud that cakes on and sinks in, that makes roads into swamps, and turns considerable areas of terrain into sinkholes and traps. Scout Harding tells her that the mud worsened, after the Blight. A lot of forest had to be burned down, and plant life cleared out, to try and stop the spread of blighted flora and fauna. Even after the darkspawn had been driven out. With no trees to shield huge segments of soil from rainfall, or roots to block off flooding rivers, mudslides became a much more common hazard of northern Ferelden. It’s one reason why she tries to avoid any treks out to Denerim, wherever possible. 

Mud makes for hard work on the road, especially when it strikes where least expected. They’re a week out from Skyhold when a nug dashes across the road, and spooks the horse pulling their supply cart; and the animal bolts, and between one thing and another, the cart and most of its supplies end up stuck in a veritable river of roadside mud.

As Inquisitor, she’s gathered, she’d be within her rights to just let the troops and some of her party handle it. And this time, she’s almost tempted to.

But she dismounts, anyway, because she’s strong and unlike some of the troops in their party, she managed to sleep through the windstorm last night. There are biting insects, and the mud is - to be honest - probably full of horseshit, too, and all of it sucks and stinks and fights their best efforts to get the cart out. Even Solas’ attempt at levitating the thing only lifts it up just enough for them to start hauling the back wheels free, before he has to relent to the tenacity of the earth. 

It takes them three hours to get the cart unstuck, and to load up all the crates full of keep supplies that fell off of it. Nothing broke, at least; the mud made for a soft landing point, she will grant it that much. Then they have to resume their trip, with the insects following along. They have no hope of bathing, so the only thing for it is to let the mud dry - itching and hot - and then scrape it off.

An hour after that, they find out that their Inquisition banner got left behind in the muck when a group of bandits decide that they look for easy targets. Tired, covered in enough muck to dull even the brightest shine of armour, and clearly loaded down with goods.

It’s not a pleasant fight.

She’ll leave it at that.

In the end, the delays pile up, and they don’t make it to their set rendezvous point in time. She sends a few scouts ahead, to let the group they were supposed to meet with know about the delay, and the rest of them set up camp with the only piece of good fortune being that they manage to find a decent-sized stream before they do. Fit enough for some of them to finish getting the worst of the mud off of them, although the water is ice cold, and it’s still tough work; scrubbing skin and armour, standing in the riverbed, with the wind whipping around and the water freezing her ankles.

She feels like one entire bruise by they time she settles in front of the roaring fire which, she thinks, looks most definitely magical.

“Thank you,” she tells Solas. 

He inclines his head.

“You over-exerted yourself,” he notes, settling next to her at the fire.

She supposes it’s a little obvious, now. Even cold as she still is, she hadn’t had the energy to pull on much more than her spare tunic and an untied pair of breeches, before slumping in front of the fire.

“I wouldn’t have, if I’d known we’d be fighting suicidal bandits very shortly after pulling everything out of the mud,” she assures him. She knows her limits. Life just seems very set on testing them, of late.

“Going into the water was unwise,” Solas proceeds to opine, and she glances sideways at him.

“Trying to sleep while every crease of me felt caked with shit would have been worse,” she assures him. “I know what you mean, though. I’m going to be stiff in the morning.”

She stares into the fire, resigned to her fate; and then the sound of something clinking, slightly, draws her attention.

Solas settles an unfamiliar tin onto the ground next to her knee.

“I may be able to help, if you are willing,” he says.

She raises an eyebrow.

“With a spell?”

He chuckles, just a little.

“I was thinking more along the lines of a salve and a backrub,” he admits.

For a brief moment, then, all she can do is envision Solas’ hands on her skin. His very lovely, very fine hands, which seem to have been pleasantly warmed by the fire, and which put decidedly warm thoughts into her, too. She clears her throat, and in an effort to keep from making a fool out of herself, picks up the tin he placed next to her. The contents look creamy, and smell a little odd. But not unpleasant. She thinks she’s seen some of Cullen’s troops using something similar, though it’s not much like Deshanna’s concoctions.

She glances at Solas, and hands the tin back to him.

“That would be very kind,” she says.

He inclines his head.

“I confess, I feel a moderate amount of guilt for not wading in with you,” he tells her, as he shifts around towards her back. She swallows, and tries not to think too many inappropriate thoughts, as she slides the back of her tunic up.

“You shouldn’t,” she tells him. “You wouldn’t have been much help if you were standing knee-deep in it and couldn’t actually move enough to cast a spell.”

“I am fit enough. I could have helped in other ways, if I had chosen to,” Solas tells her. She hears him rub his hands together, and smells the salve; and lets out a slight breath when he touches her. His hands are, as expected, warm, and the salve warms easily, too. Solas’ touch is very deft, and he seems to know what he’s doing as he pinpoints the most strained spots along her shoulders and spine, and begins to work them over.

“Magic is helpful,” she assures him, a little more breathlessly than she means to.

“It is,” he agrees. “And I do not have your musculature, that is for certain. You are very... well-built.”

She raises an eyebrow - that he can’t see - and a snort of amusement escapes her.

“Flattery?” she asks, and then gasps as his thumbs find a knot, and press it in just the right way to make it ache tellingly.

“Once again, I am only declaring verifiable facts,” he assures her. “Though if you find my facts flattering, I will not object.” His thumbs roll over the knot, digits smoothly working it out, until she feels a rush of relief that tingles all the way up to her neck.

“And if I begin to find you charming?” she wonders.

His hands pause, just for a moment.

“I would hardly object to that, either, I suppose,” he permits, though his tone changes. Getting a little more deliberate, maybe.

She lets out a breath.

It’s a lie anyway, of course. She’s found him charming for quite some time now. The ship has sailed, as it were. The aravels are on the trail. Solas continues to rub at her back, moving along up to her shoulders. She can’t bite back the occasional groan of appreciation, as he manages to ease aches she hadn’t been wholly aware of, and untangle muscles that loosen whole other ones in the process. Eventually he even ventures his touch to her arms, running his palms across her aching biceps, and shifting in place a little as she begins to sag.

She imagines what it would be like if he did this for her legs, too, but she stops that train of thought quickly enough. Massages are tiring work for the masseur, and his day has been long, too, and she won’t presume upon him anyway. This is nice enough; and it will keep her limber enough for tomorrow, as well.

Still, she can’t quite resist the urge to capture one of his hands, when he finally pulls back.

“Thank you,” she says, curling her fingers around his own.

Solas stares at her for a moment, his gaze unreadable. And then he inclines his head.

“It was no trouble,” he assures her. Courteous, and nothing more. This kind of interaction wasn’t uncommon among her clan, for that matter. It’s just practical not to let the people whose strength you’re relying on run themselves ragged, or risk needless injuries.

She should just leave it at face value, she supposes. For the kindness that it is, and not for the other kind of warmth that his touch has inspired in her. And that’s what she’ll do.

That’s what she does.

She finds it takes a moment of effort to relinquish his hand back to him, even so.

#Anonymous #filled prompt #solavellan

[thenerdcommander]

I'm gonna slide in ~ and vote for Adrien Hawke, but also welcome to hell. We have cake. As much as I hated Dragon Age: Inquisition functionally (like it's mechanics were horrible, the grinding was horrible, etc.) I could not put down the series. DA:O got me started and I just had to keep going. And of course I fell for the frickin' egg (mods let me romance him regardless of species and that was fun and fricking heartwrenching). DA2 was beautiful and hilarious. XD AGH I gotta go download it now.

I've been here before, I've had some of that cake XD p freaking tasty if I do say so myself

Personally I just found Inquisition to be a little much. Too much back and forth and huge areas to cover going back and forth in. Also not a huge fan of the whole "Solas is the bad guy" thing. The whole tearing down the veil idea seems very...meh. It just feels like it's not a part of the same developed universe or story, y'know? All that effort with the Warden and Hawke and the base game with the Inquisitor just to end with some hobo egg trying to destroy the world. To each their own, but I'm not a fan of that direction.

Now I'll shut up about my opinion and give you stuff on Adrien

Actually got his name because of the ABC's. Adrien came first, and I hc Bethany is the eldest of the twins. Adrien, Bethany, Carver. ABC. Leandra is so creative in this playthrough XD

He's Blue with the occasional Purple and Red aspect. Usually purple is reserved for Varric and Aveline, and he's only red when he's absolutely enraged (ie: at Petrice, when discovering the Tranquil Solution, when saving Fenris from Danarius, etc). He gets along well with everyone barring Carver, and Carver's just upset that Adrien sent him to the Wardens. Even Fenris doesn't seem to have any qualms with him despite his being a mage that supports mage freedom (though this is likely due to the outlook being freedom for everyone and not mages specifically)

He's romancing Merrill. She's his best friend and his anchor. I haven't even beaten this playthrough and I can already say he's gonna try to marry her eventually. The Dalish way, if she prefers.

Nobody knows what his mabari's real name is. Everyone calls it something different. Adrien just kind of silently revels in the confusion. Even the best men have to be little shits about /something/ lol

I hc him to be pisces

He's just as hopeless in romance as Aveline. The dialogue may have made him smooth but I hc it was all a lucky accident he didn't make a fool of himself flirting with Merrill

He may look buff through those clothes but he's got a little chub tbh...though his arms really are stronk godDAYUM

He doesn't like having all of Kirkwall's issues foisted on him but he deals with it anyway because no one else will. Also because helping gives him warm fuzzy feelings. He likes to feel appreciated.

#i have a small crush on him ok #just a small one #adrien hawke

[survivorelara]

Episode #3: “This tribe can literally suck my left nut.” - Toby

Well after goofing my confessional days (sorry hosts who have to figure that one out.) I got an alliance chat together so that we can communicate without goofing up the challenge the only downside is that we haven't started yet due to nobody being on. (The sucky thing of people having different timezones.)

I'm hoping we can pull another win out of this challenge, I'm trying to just keep things casual overall, I can't exactly start making big moves or anything out of the gate. (Making this 4-man alliance is as big as it's gonna get for now.)

Just gotta stay low, do my part in challenges, and work social magic on people... ew did I really try to tell myself that I have social magic?

I feel like a loser. Even though I was saved. I can be stubborn sometimes and it makes me look bad. I hate that.

ok I started writing this yesterday.... and then forgot to send it... anyways hi this games going pretty good still? we havent gone to tribal and i really think I have some good allies on my tribe. also legacy woo!!!! I’m a bit overwhelmed with work irl but as always I’m going to ignore it

RoxyToday at 3:54 PM 201 202 203 304 RoxyToday at 3:54 PM 201 202 203 304 RoxyToday at 3:54 PM 201 202 203 304 RoxyToday at 3:54 PM 201 202 203 304 RoxyToday at 3:54 PM 201 202 203 304 RoxyToday at 3:54 PM 201 202 203 304

oh? you want to hear about my master strategy? the one where i vote for odd instead of logan? well, it's actually a really complicated plan that involves: 1. voting early because i was about to go into a really long class that i cant use my phone in 2. that's it.   this is only the FIRST step that leads to me skillfully placing myself in the FTC where i win by a vote of 8-0-0.

Me? Sabotaging a challenge?? For a joint tribal council???

It's more likely than you think.

hi.......... so immunity challenge isn't going too well... half of our 24 hours is up and we're on 67. i mean that's mainly because no one was awake when i was so i really expect everyone to be popping off when im sleeping.... i don't want to go to tribal at all (even less than if it were to just be our tribe going to tribal, despite us having the numbers) because i can see this flipping on us somehow... or an idol being played or some shiz. hopefully,,,,,,,,, the other losing tribe if we go really aren't close and don't have our ~incredible~ group morale so the chance of an idol being played is minimised.... i can't really do anything rn except be optimistic and help with immunity but no one is on! ughhhhh if i dont get to play my legacy myself im gonna be s0000000 sad. i think if i go i'll give it to andrea bc i mean i knew louise beforehand but it isn't that fair to give it her because of pre-existing relationships... and andrea's a queen so.

Well we got into the challenge a little late unfortunately. I'm also worried I might be acting more... leaderly than I wanted to coming in, but hopefully I'm garnering more respect and appreciation rather than Oh, he's bossy, or Oh, he's good at this he's a threat, etc etc.

Ideally we wanna avoid that double tribal, but if we go then we'll just hopefully stay 6 strong, because I mean if we don't that means our tribe has a snake, which would suck.

I'm hoping to keep my, overall casually gameplay up, though my social game is lacking a bit, if I talk a bit more with people I think I'll be able to get people on board the Kori train.

We are currently at 420 as a score and I kinda hope it stays that way lawllll I doubt we are going to win but I honestly wouldn't mind some excitement as far as a tribal council will go. If we lose we will have 6 going against whatever other tribe we are againsts 5. So I wouldn't by any means say this is being thrown because we have all been trying however nobody has really been panicking today which is fun. I have really enjoyed talking with Big Z as we have been getting these numbers in together the last few hours, and am hoping if we swap together we will have a good connection going forward. I want to make everyone feel good and comfortable working with me

A combined tribal council... I really don't know how to feel. I'm already set for tribal council tonight, but I just want to know who will be attending alongside us. Like, its just something that is so defeatist and shit, but like if you fuck up on 203 out of all numbers and its just you and one other person... that's concerning.

Like that is my mood when I woke up. We lost at the number 203. Probably the other tribes are in the high 1000s and idk. I'm just begging for the worst at this point.

I take it back. No one cleared 500. That's just pathetic. Truly, it is.

Wow we were trash and now we have to vote someone out if it’s me I’m gonna 🔫🔫🔫🔫 everyone before I leave they’re all getting super soaked

FUCK BITCH! We're going to tribal with the other damn tribe. FUCK! No idea what's going to take place lol. Maybe if I keep a low profile I might be safe. IDK if being under the radar is such a good thing. I haven't played like this in a while. But if something happens I might snap.

THE STREAK CONTINUES

Although tbh I'm getting kind of bored with all of the nothing happening in our tribe so hopefully something interesting or exciting happens soon

https://youtu.be/tIiYdEMW6Dg

No idea what's gonna happen, and based on the vague implications, I think we might be seeing a swap of some kind perhaps of 2 tribes of 7 plus one person exiled.

ALTERNATIVELY It's a live challenge next... both have me mildly stressed but I'm ready to embrace either with open arms.

My patience grows thin with each passing hour that these Zosma's dont answer my one about this vote. At this point, Im gon a throw out a name to my Auva's and call it a day. But then again, Dylan and Odd are too awol to be trusted- thus aggravating me a little more. So if this is my final confessional of the season, better give me that OTTN5 edit.

Hello I hope we don’t swap I wish we went to tribal my tribe sucks and loris is definitely a snake and John is meh and Emma is inactive and kori is scary and I wanna work with zosma or like literally anyone else and I think I forhot someone OH big z he’s iconic but doesn’t talk to me smh

im so lucky lmaoo the rest of the cast can suck my dick also loris is kwl

I think we are probably going to rocks me and drew discussed the idea of getting both sides to vote for each other so when rocks are drawn we’d both be safe but he got worried about the idea of someone flipping and him dying which I understand but idk I’m ready to go balls to the wall

heuse1acToday at 4:05 PM Oh Sam calls me "dude" that might be my vote we're gonna have to see

DANI LIKES TO SING, KWEEN. Toby r e a l l y loves talking about himself. Sam is definitely straight. Unfortunate.

Y e e t h a w 🤠 Toby flopped in the counting challenge that I was ready to go the distance for & I’m not exactly sitting pretty for this joint tribal. I have a feeling that I could be targeted by Auva just because from an outsider’s perspective, I’ve done well in the past few challenges. There’s a lot of speculation that we’re gonna swap after this round, so I want Auva to know that I personally want to work with them in the future. Then together we can lower Revati’s numbers since they’re a bit too stronk right now. Drew T. tells me that himself, Drew H. & Roxy have been more on the “livelier” side as opposed to Odd & Dylan, whom I presume are on the bottom. Apparently Odd argued with the hosts as he was in the middle of a timed challenge & has rubbed some people the wrong way. So...why don’t we just vote out Odd for that reason? All I need to do is convince one person from Auva to flip & we avoid going to rocks, but I’m not shying away from rocks either. Dani said she’d go to rocks if Louise or I were in jeopardy, Roxy doesn’t want to kill me, Drew H. wants to play this game with me, & Drew T. let me know I wasn’t receiving votes. Maybe it isn’t the end of the world?

Toby finally found out that the idol was hidden under 39 & someone had already found it. I decided to stick to my guns by not claiming I have it because that only gives people incentive to vote you out. I have been leading Zosma’s votes which isn’t the position I’d ideally like to be in, but no one else is stepping up to the plate. I make my Odd pitch & say that we should tell the rest of Auva that they should vote out someone disposable to them instead of going to rocks for that person. Zosma & Auva are stubbornly solidifying themselves against the other for this vote, but I believe I could get Drew T. to flip. If not then I guess I’ll be drawing for rocks. :o

I want to make a longer one when I get home but for now im ready to did to rocks and join my boy jack in the robbed premerge with 0 votes club YEEEEEEEEET

Joint tribal is interesting. I think it will just be a tie. We will see.

Odd is voted out 5-3-2.

#episode #flyinghigh