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missamyrisa2 · 1 day

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Miss amy would you ever hand out spankings :3

Yeaaaa~ buttttt they're going to be sooooo ticklyyy~ in particular~~ I'm going to be handing down some spankssss when I have you over my lap and I start using this stiff lil feather between your tushy cheeks and every time you clench or squeeze it's spankety spankety spanketyyyyy~!! Oooh it's just sooo ticklyy huhhh~ you gotta relax darling relaxxxx ~ it's just a feather going upppp up that lil royal crevice and if youuuuu clench oooh ah ah ahhhh~ I said unclench those cheeks darling~~ you know what that meanssss oooh I thinkkkk mmh five palmyyyy kissesss on eachhh of your tush tush cheeks ~ yesss that'll do ittt ~ now now nowww don't fret just take your medicine cutie pieee and we'll get riiight back to the feather ~ mmhmm there's oneee and twoooo spanksss and oooh sooo dramatic ~ come on now, buck up and take it like a good one ~ and mmhmm three and fouuuur and my my my myyyyyyy you are getting so pink down here~ sooo naughtyyy ~

Whyyy, I dooo believe we need mmmh something exxxxtra for such a naughty cutieee ~ yesss mmhmm yes we doooo ~ nowww hold still, this miiiight tickle a little ~ we're gonna take ms duster and fluttter flusterrr your naughty wicked bootyyy mmhmmm ~ she'll get you niiice and fixed up oh yess she will ~ now don't squirmmm don't fidget you just take your pinkyyy ticklessss like I know you cannnn ~ ooh yesss oh my god is right you are sooo badddd ~ let it alll outttt ~ mmhmm bounce that wickedness outttt ~ there's still one more spankyyyy waiting for youuu so save your strengthhhh ~ mmmh and it's gonna be a big oneee believe you meeeee~ tsk tsk tsk look at thattt still clenching huh? Well no matter ~ here it comesssss ~ awww it doesn't tingle that bad does ittt? Yeahhh it doesss mmmh? Well let's see how your tush curves do with a little blush shall weee?

Oh don't worry ~~ my feather will be right back to test your clenchies again buttttt first you neeeed to be blushed right under the cheekies because you are just soooo cheekyyy~ yesss fitting punishment for a naughty lil cutieee~ and let's just seee how pink we can get you down hereeee ~ mmmhmmm how does it feel? It tickles! Well I never would have guessed ~ ooh tell me how you really feel~ mmhmm nooo you're gonna stay right here on my lappy lap and we'll get you alll the spanks and tickles you need ~ this is good for you darling, this is where you belong ~ mmhmm mhmmm~ and now that you're sooo pinkened up we can try again ~ nowww, from the topppp~ and don't you dare clench those cheeekiessss or you knowww what I'll have to do to youuu~<3

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whitecreekvalley-if · 4 months

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Care to tell some facts about the ROs?

Fun or serious? I'll do fun little tidbits. Hard hitting angsty facts later, when you least expect it aye 🤌🏼 (this is me trying not to get too angsty at once because that's what I usually doooo)

Mason

On a first name basis both at the clinic in town and the hospital in the city. No self-preservation instincts. Zero. It's actually saved a lot of other people, houses, and animals, so bonus points for that. The nurses still look unamused when he comes through.

Does not trust roosters. Will never get a rooster for the ranch. Won't be caught dead near one of those feathered devils. (He's not afraid of rooster. He's not. Please believe him.)

Has a real hard time saying no to people and it almost got him unintentionally engaged (TWICE) before his friends were like hold up wtf dude. Alcohol might've been involved during one of these moments. Boy gets silly when he's had mezcal.

Alice

Like spice? Not as much as Alice you don't, she could eat a Carolina Reaper and go for another in half a minute. It freaks people out. Don't eat the chili at the potluck if you treasure your insides.

Has the most amazing memory. Forgot what you did on June 18th, 2016? She remembers. Need a reminder what to do five months from now? Personal calendar, let the lady know. It's a curse of you don't want to relive drunken shenanigans.

Total dog person. Sheep are great, but dogs is where it's at. You'll always catch her bringing one or two of her pups to the bar on slow weekdays. She owns many. Like 12 many, and they're all vital for the sheep farm. Absolutely.

Judge

Always, always has to sit with his face towards the exit(s) and back against the wall, otherwise he'll be tense enough to feel like solid rock if touched. He'll deal with not facing a door though. Just prepare for extra grouch.

His nickname used to be Joe. Joe. No one uses it anymore, for their own good. If you really want to burn bridges (or get the coldest glare), start quoting Don't Fuck With Joe by The Blackwater Fever.

Don't go hiking with him, whatever you do. This is a fella who smashes those long distance trails for fun, and has gone out for weeks and even months on end during extended vacations. 100 miles minimum to make the big lug take a relaxed breath.

Sadie

A living, breathing lie detector. She has a deep, intense interest in body language analysis, and listens to tonal changes so hard it looks like she's lost in though. But there's a very, very slim chance for anyone to lie to her and get away with it, which is a freaky skill for a lawyer.

Has never touched an animal bigger than her. Sure she's seen a horse, a cow, a bull, but she'll keep her feet firmly planted on pavement while the animals are out there in the pasture. Equal minding of own businesses.

No one plays poker with Ms. Sadie because they always lose. If the lawyer thing won't work out, she definitely has a future as a card shark, professional players better shake in their boots. Don't watch her shuffle the deck too closely. Or ask why she knows card tricks.

#wcv answered #oh hey look at that it's meeee lol #drafted this and forgot to post in the haste to leave for my adventures #anyway hi hi i'm almost home #thanks for the ask although i'm darned late on the uptake oofs #ch: mace #ch: alice #ch: judge #ch: sadie

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farfromrealitypls · 1 year

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Rafe x singer girlfriend

Face claim: Madison beer

“No no no no, shit!”

“What?” You lifted your head to look at Sarah, who sat across from you at the counter, looking panicked at her phone.

“The band I booked just cancelled” she threw her phone out of her hands and let her head fall onto her arms on the counter.

“Oh shit” you frowned and looked at your best friend.

“What am I gonna doooo?” She mumbled into her hands.

“Try to book someone else.” You suggested.

“How am I gonna get someone else in an hour?! It’s ruined!” She whipped her head back up.

“The live music was going to be the highlight, singing THEIR song. It was supposed to be perfect. Ugh! Rose should’ve never trusted me with their anniversary party” she whined and let her head fall back down again.

Sarah spent almost the whole last week planning this out. It was Rose’s and Ward’s anniversary and Rose wanted a big party and told Sarah she could plan it.

“Sarah it’s still a great party” you walked around the counter and stood next to her, putting your hand on her back to comfort her.

“The decoration is amazing and the slideshow is the cutest thing ever” you assured her.

“Oh my god! Y/n can you sing at the party? she whipped her head up again, you swore you heard it crack and she looked at you with wide eyes.

“What?” You gasped in disbelief.

“Y/n please! I’m never gonna get someone else for tonight and you are way better than anyone else” she grabbed your arm.

“Absolutely not” you shook your head and ignored her puppy dog eyes.

“Why not? Pleaseeeeee. Just this one song. Nothing else. This is so essential, it’s THEIR song and it’s way more emotional when you sing it than me just putting it on speaker” she whined and squeezed your arm even tighter, pouting up at you.

“I can’t. Rafe is gonna be there and I get so freaked out” you whined back and avoided eye contact.

“You’ve been dating for 2 months now and he never heard you sing?? It’s about time!” She raised her voice in excitement and gave you a hopeful look.

“Sarah…” you sighed, looking back at her.

“Y/n I’m BEGGING you. I’ll do whatever you want” she said slowly with closed eyes, waiting for you to say yes.

It was silent for a bit, just you two looking at each other.

“Fine. I’ll do it.” You finally gave in.

“Oh my god!” Sarah jumped up from her stool and pulled you into a tight hug.

“You’re the best! I love you so much! Thank you, thank you, thank you!” She squealed into your ear.

“I love you too” you squinted your eyes at her high pitched voice and just hugged her back.

“Are you alright babe?” Rafe leaned over and whispered in your ear.

You’ve been fidgeting in your seat the second you sat down. Why did you agree to this again?

“Yeah yeah, I’m fine” you whispered back and faked a smile.

He placed his big hand on your thigh and usually it would calm you down, but now all you could think of was that you had to sing in front of him and EVERYONE, when the slideshow was over.

Suddenly everybody started clapping and Sarah stepped onto the small stage.

Shit. It’s happening.

“I hope those pictures freshend up some memories. And now to relive the ultimate, most romantic moment, we will have someone sing the song, you both first danced to, and the one dad claims, made him fall in love”

Sarah stepped off and you got off from your seat while everyone clapped.

“What are you doing?” Rafe looked at you confused. You ignored him and just walked up the stage. You held on to the mic and hoped it would make your hands look less shaky. You scanned the crowd and there were definitely more people than you thought. You locked eyes with your boyfriend and his lips turned into a smile and he raised one eyebrow at you. Then the intro to “Can’t help falling in love” by Elvis Presley started playing, there was no turning back.

You started singing and Rafe couldn’t believe his eyes. There stood this dream of a woman, in a sparkly black dress, with the voice of an angel and he was lucky enough to call her his girlfriend. When you stared into his eyes while singing the lyrics, like you said it to him, it made his heart jump and his dick twitch. He was absolutely mesmerised and just stared at you in awe. So did everybody else. He wondered how he never knew you could sing like that, but looking at you right now made him feel soft.

The song was over and you took a deep breath, before you quickly made your way back to your seat. The party guests cheered, clapped and Rose sent you some air kisses. You akwardly smiled back at her and finally sat back down next to Rafe, leaning into him to calm your nerves.

Sarah stepped back up and started reading some story.

“I- Fuck I’m so in love with you” he brought out while staring into your soul.

“You mean “you can’t help falling in love with me?” “ you giggled and jokingly pushed his arm.

“Fuck yeah” he chuckled back and pulled you closer by your chair and then gently cupped your cheek, tugging a strand of hair behind your ear.

You smiled up at him through your long eyelashes.

“I never knew my girl got a voice like that” He whispered.

“I get shy” you whispered back.

“Well get over it, because I will make you sing way more often now” he placed his soft lips on yours and you hummed in agreement.

“But nothing compares to the noises you make when I touch all the right spots” he grinned against your lips.

“Rafe!” You blushed and hit his biceps and he let out a deep chuckle before pecking your lips once more.

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astro-inthestars · 1 year

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@ask-the-rpg-3 HOLY SHITSTICKS I CAME AS FAST AS I COULD!!!

WHEN I GOT BACK FROM A STAY AT THE HOTEL I IMMEDIATELY RAN TO MY LAPTOP TO DRAW SOMETHING FOR THIS MOMENTOUS OCCASION!!! PLAY THE FANFARE *DOOT DOO DOO DOOOO*

HAPPY FIRST ANNIVERSARY RPG3 COMIC/ASKBLOG!!

CAN YOU BELIEVE IT!?!? ONE YEAR OF RPG3!! WOW!!! I am just so so so happy I got into this comic, because wow my life improved. Not just because its story is incredible and has me intrigued to no end, but I met SO many amazing people in the process!!! I may have only been around for a few months, and I may not know everything about it... but what I do know is that everything about it is amazing. The story, the art, the characters, everything!!! Who'da thunk, me just seeing my friends reblog this comic would lead to me meeting a few of the most amazing people I'd ever meet! (shoutout to @serizawasweep thank you for getting me into this I adore you and am ever so grateful you continue to improve my life even if you don't mean to thank you always)

I love this story so much, and I just cannot wait to see what comes next. Sock is such a genius and every idea she has—RPG3 or not—continues to amaze me every time! And I would never ever fail to mention Chip, the co-mod and Sock's partner in crime <3 Thank you for helping bring this story to life. And ALL of the RPG3 community!!! They wouldn't have done all this amazingness without you!!! Thank you everyone.

BUT A MOST SPECIAL THANK YOU TO SOCK FOR GIVING US ONE OF THE BEST RPG COMIC CROSSOVERS OF ALL TIME!!! CHEER AND CLAP FOR HER RIGHT FRICKIN NOW!!!! She works her hardest to give us this incredible story, draw the most amazing things, and even give us ARGS!?!?!? And despite all the hardships of running an askblog, she still pushes through to tell us this story. THANK YOU SOCK!!!

OH and also it was Basil's birthday I know!!! i need to draw something for that too...

#rennikorambles #astroarts #kaibigan kong mahal #omori #sunny omori #ONCE FUCKIN AGAIN FOLKS!!! IF YOU LIKE RPGS LIKE OMORI DELTARUNE UNDERTALE AND YUME NIKKI (AND SEVERAL OTHERS)#undertale #deltarune #kris deltarune #yume nikki #madotsuki yume nikki #THIS IS MY OCCASIONAL PROPAGANDA TO YOU TO CHECK OUT RPG3!!!!!#i adore this story so much and everyone working on it. i look up to sock to chip to just everything its amazing #sock continues to push through to create such an amazing narrative #you could say she's got a lot of DETERMINATION! to tell us this TALE amirite-#SORRY okay but for real. this thing is great #that one impulsive decision to join the discord server really changed my life.#huh. if i had a nickel for everytime an impulsive decision i made led to me meeting the most amazing people in my life #that matter so much to me and will impact my life forever... i'd have two nickels #which isnt a lot. but i sure am fucking glad it happened twice.#anyways happy anniversary rpg3!! and happy birthday basil!! and my friend bee!!! happy birthday bee!#AND BTW!!! YES THE FIRST ART IS THE REDRAW OF THE VERY FIRST TIME THE THREE FELLL #LIKE ALLL THE WAY BACK FROM THE BEGINNING OF THE BLOG!!#I JUST KNEW I HAD TO REDRAW THAT #I WANTED TO MAKE IT A GIF BUT I COULDNT :( I HAD NO TIME

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moving-to-dreamwinged · 5 months

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cw period ment(? not sure if necessary it just felt like i should tag it SNXJENDN)

GUYS I AM IN SO MUCH PAIN😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 i always have pretty bad cramps but theyre debilitating right now and im really not sure why!?!?!) whenever i donttake birth control they get really bad but not even THIS bad AND ive been taking it so WTF!!!!!! im so confused nd it hurts so much i dunno what to doooo😭😭 usually i just lay in bed w a heating pad , hug a pillow nd try to sleep thru it but thats when im at school , im home now and my parents would never let me do that LMAO . plus they straight up don’t believe when im sick (happened last week, they thought i was making excuses) so theyre prob gonna make me do stuff all day ; i bet moreso than normal even to prove a point. i feel so :( i dont know why they cant take it srs when im not doing well physically, it rly hurts me 2 see

#.mei chats #cw periods #tw periods

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iceman-kazansky · 5 months

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Heey saw your fic writer game thing so I'll go with ✍, ✨, 🎶 and 💌 lots of love <3

Hi!! I'm glad you sent these, and I'm sorry I took a bit longer to do these, I was busy.

✍ Do you have a beta reader?

Believe it or not, no, I do not! I've never really asked nor beta read for anyone else, so it's pretty much a distant concept to me.

💌 How do you feel about comments and feedback?

I absolutely love em'! I know they often say that likes and reblogs shouldn't matter– but they 100% do. I like writing requests and getting the feedback from the requester, whether they liked it or hated it, or even just from others who read my work and liked it and left nice comments. Makes my week if I'm being honest :)

🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

I doooo! Recently I've been listening to My love, Mine all mine by Mitski and My Marmalade by Katya Lel on repeat. Am absolutely in love with those songs rn 😍

✨ Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it. 😉

Uhhh uhhhh– your writing is spectacular. I love the descriptive scenes you incorporate (?)

Sorry to disappoint, I can't nor do I often compliment my work. Feels weird to me lmfao.

#.Mutuals #▪︎Asks

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softlyapocalytpic · 1 year

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OKAY. i do not know if any of these would scratch the prompt itch. but if any of them doooo, "i hope hell is nice and warm when we get there." or perhaps "you’re all i need right now." (and omg no pressure to do either and definitely no pressure to do both i just wanted a backup)

aw thank you!! I appreciate this <3 (Also, hilariously, the latter prompt is the one my partner originally requested so it must be fate's design. ;) or just a good prompt). I did both! The first bit is with my Courier, Sunny, and than the other prompt is for Amy <3. Sorry if there’s mistakes, I’ll fix them in the morning, but this was always meant to be quick little drabbles for fun.

Context: Half Pint & Sunny are both the “Courier”, but for intents and purposes Half Pint is the Courier Six. Sunny just stole her half of the title and it stuck. This beat of the story takes place in 2282 towards the end of the war and after the two of them visit the Divide.

"i hope hell is nice and warm when we get there."

"Y’know, I hope hell is nice and warm when we get there."

Half Pint didn’t stir at all in response. They were curled up like an armadillo, their face turned away from Sunshine. That was fine, she knew they weren’t sleeping.

Sunshine continued on, “I was just thinking, right, that it’d really suck if it was cold down there. Like it gets really cold at night here, but if Hell is like underground or something, whatever Arcade said about that book...”

She paused, and when nothing came: “I figure that it’s gotta be the same type of weather all the time, right, since there’s no sun or moon. Cuz it’s underground. And like, okay, do I really believe I’m going to Hell? No, course not. I don’t think there’s some weird never-ending cave where all the bad people go to live after the die, but if there was I’d want it to be hot. I can deal with that. I can’t deal with the cold.”

She paused again, and when they still didn’t respond she folded her hands behind her head and got ready for a long night of staring at stars. She continued on like this for a while, and at some point she stopped paying attention to what was actually coming out of her mouth. It wasn’t really the point anyway.

It’d been three days since they’d left the Divide, and it’d been three days of roughing it out in the Mojave. Wandering where ever their feet had taken them, and doing little jobs here and there where they cropped up. Yeah, yeah, there was a war that needed to be won and all that, but after what the two of them did she had a pretty good feeling that they had a little more time.

She wondered how long it was going to take ED-E to get to Navarro, and if he was going to be safe along the way. From what Half Pint had said it was NCR territory, and everything she knew about the NCR and the Enclave (which was really very little) told her that they didn’t get along. But ED-E was tougher now, smarter, and she felt like this time it’d be okay. There was a few things more important than the odd rouge eye bot.

Sunshine knew that Half Pint was going to be okay too, but she needed to give them a little helping hand. They hadn’t actually been leading the way this time around. Rather, they were just following her. If she’d gone back to the Lucky 38 they would probably follow after, but there was something nagging at her. It wasn’t time yet.

That was fine. She wasn’t in any rush.

Her chatter filled the open air for a long time, but they did pipe up. Their voice was more like a hoarse croak than the biting sass Sunny was used to, but it wasn’t all gone.

“Dante’s Inferno.”

“Who the fuck’s what now?”

“It’s the name of the book. Arcade said that the devil’s balls are frozen. In the last layer. Gay people get sent to the one with hot sand.”

“Fuck yes. Now that’s what I’m talking about. That sounds like a nice day at the beach to me.”

Half Pint spoke up again, “I guess we’re both going there.” It was more bitter and self-loathing than Sunny preferred, but it wasn’t really up to her to poke at that.

“Eh, can’t be any worse than anywhere we’ve already been, and besides, we’ll be together. No way in hell you’re any worse off than me. I mean, come on, they’re gonna have a field day with all the shit I’ve done.”

They laughed, barely audible, but they laughed and finally they turned over to see her, “Yeah, together.”

“Together.”

Author’s Note: Fun fact, Sunny’s line about “a nice day on the beach” actually comes from one of my HS teachers who subbed one of my Dante’s Inferno classes.

"you're all i need right now"

tw: amy has a anxiety attack, but I try not to focus on the why or the fullness of what that is in this moment. move pretty quickly on to her getting the comfort portion. Welcome to world’s quickest anxiety attack ever.

Amy knew, in a sense, how to deal with a panic attack. Leo had been diagnosed with VDS at a pretty young age after his first anxiety attack, and so James had taught her how to recognize the signs, how to support someone through it, and that even though Leo was sensitive it would make him feel worse if everyone treated him like he was on the verge of one constantly. She had to talk him through several over the years, and through very many many more after they got out of the vault. As her throat seized up, her perception of the world became tuned out, and breathing got so so hard, she wondered if anyone around him now knew how to help him.

There it was again. That feeling of looking at the chaos of her own mind spinning out of control behind a glass wall unable to touch them, but this time she was in two places at once. Observer and victim.

The Observer was aware that Craterside Supply wasn’t really the time or place to have a meltdown, and that having a meltdown wasn’t the rational response at all, but it didn’t matter to the rest of her.

That same removed part guessed that Butch had probably caused more attacks than he’d ever had the misfortune of dealing with, and that whatever he was doing it was going to be floundering. Still, none of that objectivity was going to tell her what she actually needed.

No, that was the part that was currently freaking the fuck out.

When her mind finally rose to the surface for long enough to register her surroundings she realized she was outside. Wind on her face, sun beating down from above, the hot steel in her hands, and Butch’s voice cutting through the haze of panic.

“Amelia? Come on, Amy, talk to me.”

“... hi?”

“Really? That’s it?” He said it like he was annoyed, but then he brought her flush against his chest.

The leather of his jacket was warm, but the body heat rolling off of him was warmer. It was uncomfortable, actually, but the instantaneous relief she felt being wrapped up in his arms was enough to put that aside. Amy was actually surprised at that, she wasn’t a huge fan of suddenly being grabbed on a good day, but part of it was definitely the pressure. It was grounding. Made her present to the here and now rather than stuck somewhere else.

“Ames, talk to me. Tell me what you need.”

She voice still felt so unsteady, so she gripped onto him like an anchor, “Just you.”

“Just me?”

She sighed, frustrated, “I... I think you’re... all I need right now. Can we... stay like this?”

So, they stayed there, as she quietly coached herself through the rest of the steps.

She couldn’t see a lot squished into Butch’s chest, but she saw the pattern and colors of the leather. The silvery steely grey of the zipper. A piece of blue and yellow of the jumpsuit below (she really needed to get him some more clothes).

She heard his breath, felt it hot on her skin, and the pounding of his heart. She must’ve really freaked him out.

And he smelled... wrong.

Amy wrinkled her nose, but didn’t pull away. “Are you styling your hair with something else?”

“You can tell?” Suddenly, a little self-conscious, “Does it look bad?”

She pulled back just enough for him to see her face, “No, your hair looks fine. At least, I think it does? You’re a lot better at this than I am- no, you just. You smell kinda... minty? Chemically? Usually you smell kinda... sweet? And... spicy? I liked that one better.” Her cheeks flushed. “Um, sorry if that was weird.”

He laughed, a little bewildered, a little amused, “You freak out on me, and all you have to say for yourself is that I smell bad.”

“Sorry...”

He smiled big and wiped some of the wetness off her cheeks, “Nah, you’re alright. I’m teasin’ ya.”

After one long moment of staring into each other’s eyes Amy realized the full extent of the moment that was still in the middle of happening. With cheeks burning an even brighter red she gently pushed away from him and cleared her throat.

“Uh, anyway, thanks.”

Butch turned away from her, his own cheeks stained, “Yeah, don’t mention it.”

Amy definitely didn’t spend the rest of the night buried under the covers freaking out, and she definitely didn’t mention it the next morning over breakfast. And she definitely didn’t put her foot in her mouth.

Weirdest anxiety attack ever.

Author’s Note: Also, hi, I totally didn’t spend too much time researching pomade.

#fallout new vegas #fallout 3 #lone wanderer #courier six #butch deloria #butch deloria x lone wanderer #fallout fanfic #amelia lockhart #courier sunshine #courier half pint

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popotobun · 9 months

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WoLianger Week - Day 1 - Aether

AAaaAAaaaaaaah I FORGOT THIS WAS A THING I MEANT TO DOOOO!!

(I’m happy with this one though, even if it’s the only one I managed to get written ahead of time. Enjoy!)

The contents of the tome he had in hand had long since lost his attention. Instead, Urianger watched Kell as he trained with Minfilia. Step by step, they moved through stances that flowed together, almost a dance. It was a rare sight, seeing Kell displaying such grace, and one admittedly difficult to pull his gaze away from. He tucked the observation away, a thought to return to and analyze later.

Despite all his information gathering in their early days together, he had still been surprised to see Kell pull out daggers and offer to work through some exercises with the girl. Though he’d known their Warrior of Light had gotten his start in Limsa Lominsa, he’d not uncovered the connection to the Rogues’ Guild. There was ever more to learn about him, a thought that brought a smile to his lips.

Together the pair continued going through the form Kell was showing, Minfilia getting a smile and hair ruffle of approval as they drew to the end. A gesture he had only seen used with Alisiae before. Had he bonded with her as quickly? Urianger found he could not recall. He had observed their passage through the Coils from a distance, but the experience had brought them closer. Perhaps the trials they faced here would grant Minfilia the same. There was something special there, another bond that she sorely needed.

Setting her to practice further on her own, Kell joined Urianger, leaning on the wall beside him rather than taking a set. With the earlier thoughts of Alisiae fresh in his mind, Urianger posed a question, “Thine skills with the blade are ever impressive. I have oft seen thy use of martial disciplines. Didst thou have reason to not embrace an art like unto arcanima?”

The flick of Kell’s ear told him the question had been heard, but the answer didn’t come immediately. Wariness was not the word the mage would use to describe his posture, but there was a certain defensiveness to him, “Why do you ask now?”

“An idle thought, given ample time ruminating in the past, that came to mind. I had taken notice thine talents tended towards the martial and thought little of it, until Lady Alisiae didst mention in passing the teacher thou didst share.”

The firm line of Kell’s shoulders relaxed and he let his head fall back onto the wall as well, “Oh. Yeah… I guess I never really did talk about it when we were in the Waking Sands. I’d tried, when I first landed in Limsa. ‘Sure, marauders, I’ll start there!’ But then I got scared and decided to try something with more murder at range opportunities with the arcanists and... Do you know how much reading there is, Urianger?? It’s terrible!”

Silence stretched between them as Urianger processed this, until the softest of chuckles bubbled up. Kell smiled in response as Urianger laughed. “Thou art most candid, Kell. I had forgotten thy distaste for the written word. Rest assured, I shall not foist any such tomes upon thee.”

Kell rubbed the back of his neck, not meeting Urianger’s gaze, “Not my fault reading gives me trouble… It’s not just that, though. I can’t do it right. Using the aether, you know. Unless it’s mine. I tried conjury and thaumaturgy as well. I had time when I was learning my way around, you know? That’s why I learned from Stephanivien, I wanted something I could use at range and I’m terrible with a bow.”

Urianger nodded, recalling talk of the machinists of Ishgard and Kell’s help proving their worth, “Thus the only logical option remaining was red magic.”

“To be honest, I refused to believe X’rhun at first, when he said I’d be good at it. I couldn’t cast anything else, after all, why would I? But he refused to give up on me…” Kell’s gaze turned to Minfilia, then to Urianger, “Everyone needs that now and again.”

For a moment, Urianger watched her as well, nodding his agreement, “Such unconditional support is oft a boon. If thou hast the desire to attempt casting once more, mine knowledge is at thy disposal. Thou art capable of travel by aetheryte and able to cast with both white and black magics with thy focus. It is feasible that thou needest solely a different method of training.”

He was pleased to see Kell stop himself mid-head shake. “Maybe… I’ll let you know.” Though he sounded unsure, it was not a dismissal. He pushed off the wall, starting to head back to their impromptu training ground, “Back to the grind, though! Maybe I’ll see how she fares against the red!”

Though he started out with some tips and critiques for Minfilia’s form, he soon was drawing a rarely used rapier and focus from his gear. Not for the first time, he briefly found himself envying Y’shtola’s changed vision. He was certain that seeing only the currents of aether around the Warrior would prove to be enlightening, and perhaps a new level of captivating as well.

#long post #oc talk: kell #kell x urianger #shadowbringers spoilers #wolianger week 2023 #wolianger week #wolianger

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lovvecherrymotion · 7 days

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yes you doooo, i feel so comfortable talking to you i believe you’re the sweetest person in the whole world 🥹💕💕 also i feel a little better now than i did earlier 🫶

oliver deserves the world for sure, the way he talks about his character and how he treats his storyline with so much care warms my heart :’)

also i haven’t started it yet, but i’m also undecided.. more than a year ago i actually started 911 lone star but because i am a massive hypochondriac it didn’t end well for me so i had to stop and block it out of my mind, when i said it’s not my type of show i meant it 😭 but i still care about the characters, and i’m getting attached to the 911 characters too and want to see their stories :((( for now i’ll keep up through the fandom and fanfics

- 💌

oh my darling 🥺🥺🥺💕 i don't feel like that, but i'm glad you're comfortable talking to me. as i've said before, it's my main goal - i always want you to feel that way talking to me. and i'm glad you're feeling better. do you still want some soup? 👉👈

not to be super cheesy about evan buckley on main but... he deserves the world? and i'm glad he's being played by someone like oliver who truly understands and respects him. buck means a lot to me and i'd be heartbroken if the person behind the character didn't get him??? i feel like oliver wants to give buck (and any storyline he has) the care and love it deserves

omggg, no. that sounds awful :(( 911 rlly has a lot of dramatic calls, so it's probably not for you. and the arc i wanted to know your feelings about is the whole shooting/will thing dlgjdf which is super anxiety inducing. i mean, i'd watch those bits, at least, because they truly are something and i am still stuck there i never got over all of that...

because, evan you came in here the other day and you said you thought it would have been better if it had been you who was shot. you act like you are expendable, but you’re wrong.

sorry, i'm actually so unwell about them <3

#also 911 has amazing fics like we're so spoiled #anon 💌#ask

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ranhaitanisgf · 3 months

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LMAOOOO genshin is like , base starting out then you evolve to writing for other fandoms 😭😭

i still play the game daily (gotta grind w my welkin) but i’m not as into it as i was 2 years ago ( 2021 PLAYERRRR 😍😍 ), but i think fontaine dragged me back into genshin.

unfortunately, when i started playing genshin. i had a job. which means…

i had money. (i’ve spent $700+ on this stupid game)

ALSO YES WHY DOES NOBODY TALK SBOUT RYUSEI ?? HES SUCH A LIL CUTIE AND HES SUCH A FUNNY CHARACTER ??

like ik some people haven’t read it but THEY NEED TO BC ITS SO GOOD RAGHHH

ALDO YES I AGREE THE BAJI AND CHIFUYU INTERACTIONS ARE THE SWEETEST THIGNS EVERRRR

I’m a firm believer that chifuyu + takemichi are the best duo in the show (friend wise, i’m not a ship kinda guy) , but baji and chifuyu are still an amazing friendship 😭😭. ( chifuyu is my son , and i will die on the fact that he was the absolute backbone for takemichi and takemichi woulda never made it as far as he did without chifuyu I COULD GO ON ABOUT THIS FOR HOURS ).

BROOO UR ACTUALLY SOOOO REAL FOR THAT !!! the ending definitely wouldve been a lottt different w/o chifuyu, like he was always there for takemichi and so understanding !! +esp when michi told him abt being a time leaper, chifuyu was just like 'yeah makes sense tbh ' and gave him his full unconditional unwavering support ????? HES SUCH AN AMAZING CHARACTER !!!

i doooo rlly like the baji and chifuyu friendship cause we r also seeing why chifuyu respected baji so much, which i think is just so cute !! we never rlly get a big look into their past tbh, so this spin off is just like ooouugghhh toooooo good ! (they r also both idiots but in the best way possible so its actually so hilarious like Y WAS CHIFUYU PULLING UP TO MEETINGS W A BICYCLE LMAOAO)

[going to be discussing recent chaps of spin off series so if u havent read them ... yeas ]

honestly though im kind of worried for the next little arc in the series ... cause obv theres some kind of reason why ryusei isn't in the main series .. if wakui kills him off i will literally go crazy . b/c thats what it feels like its leading up to imo since now they're all gna investigate / go up against this new crazy guy, (+being partnered up w/ ryusei's crazy childhood friend feels like a disaster waiting 2 happen) IM SCAREDDDDD 😭 plssssss i hope that its just ryusei leaves the whole delinquent scene or smth like that 😭

#˗ˏˋ𖤐 hana’s moots <3ˎˊ˗

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tinylittletreatfortinylittleguy · 4 months

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the email i never sent

chi xin chao em sebbbbb 💖💖💖

so random, but you’ve got a real talent for giving yourself good nicknames. i think i used to prefer REDACTED, because it sounds very cool and you have to round your mouth juuuust right to blend the consonants with the vowels, but seb is growing on me, i like it a lot. there’s a story i read once where the main antagonist has your name. it’s called The Maestro. i’ll send it to you sometime!it’s so curious because i never learn my comrades’ government names from them. it’s always their friends who slip up or something funny. then there’s this sweet but a little stressful internal moment of “ohhh that’s their name —i shouldn’t know their name!” and maybe you forget it immediately but maybe you kind of sit with it and think about the way that name blends with the person you know. i rarely hear my comrades call me by my first name, but when i do hear it sometimes it can be quite sweet. like “oh! that’s how my name sounds on your lips…there’s a new dimension to our friendship.” i haven’t heard my first name here in like two weeks!

hi! i’m gonna write this email slowly because reading the note you sent gave me a lot of pleasure and warm feelings right at the bottom of my stomach. i read it several times hahah —which is exactly why i make my friends email when i’m away from them. there’s something incredibly tender about sitting down to write out a long form note to someone who is special to you. it reminds me of being on tumblr when i was in high school and had long distance internet friends. so i’m gonna add to this a little bit at a time over the next few days because i want my email to be as thoughtful as yours and make you feel as good as i doooo. plus coming back to this a little every few days as i have time has been really nice. my life is slow(er) here so little things like good coffee, working on this email a little every week, and writing love-notes to my friends brings me a lot of joy.

i’m attaching a link to the third ever “documentary” i made. it’s short and not very good but i love it a lot. it’s a perfect vignette of what life was like for me in undergrad. everyday wasn't perfect, but that campus and the people on it were beautiful. and it may sound really full of myself to say, but they loved me and i loved them all very much. it’s also sweet because jill is in it and anything jill is apart of is perfect to me. She looks like a baby in this video (because we were babies) and it reminds me of every iteration of Jill that i've loved. watching this gives me lots of precious feelings. i hope y’all get to go on a study/co work date soon. she’s the best person in all of atlanta. send me a link to your film! (my like one-true-once-in-a-lifetime-ruined-me-for-everyone-else ex made the motion graphics lmfao).

I'm coming back to this letter now a few days after the start of Operation Al-Aqsa Flood. God Seb, what a rush. I find it hard to put into words how emotionally overcome I am, how grateful I am for what Palestine has given the world. Later this year an essay I wrote about how micro dosing falling in love and djing for beautiful people are the only things keeping me alive as the world ends. Now I can add the might of the Palestinian struggle to that list. Can you believe it? In our short lives we are once again sitting at the end of history? That we have the opportunity once again to plant the seeds for a world that we can be proud to show our children to? The struggle in South Africa, West Africa, Wallmapu, Armenia, Atlanta and Haiti all coming to head at once-- revolution is so poetic. In this moment, I feel so clearly the exact strategic and tactical moves that I can make among the circle of folks closest to me that will fortify the Palestinian struggle. Not to get annoying and meta, but I feel like you're the type of person who finds brainy things to get super meta about too, its really cool to see the way that our function in movement can shift depending on the context. In Atlanta, so much of my work in the struggle is architectural. I get so much joy out of supporting our city is designing the infrastructure for mass struggle. In contrast, in this space, I see myself firmly in periphery working to disrupt the zionist rhetoric wherever it shows up, connecting the legacy of palestine to the legacy of algiers, to the legacy of haiti, and supporting the campaigns that cut the head off our local snake. There are material actions we can take right now. We can support the struggle in concrete ways. In this moment I feel again how alive movements can be. Very much, mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell! I could go on forever about my admiration for the Haitian and Palestinian struggle forever without once getting the true heart of my emotions on the page, but there's a lot of poetry radicals around the world have written for and about Palestinians. George Jackson had palestinian love poems in his cell. Yesterday, a page posted the line "o earth of palestine! i, too, am yours!" from the Pakastani poet Habib Jalib. I've read that one line one hundred thousand times since the start of the flood.

i miss our friends, and i cannot wait to spend really dreamy days with yall next summer

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