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[pellelavellan]

While I’m making little writing calls also send my son random questions to answer if you want to <3

#ooc #out of quizzy

[pellelavellan]

Work hasn’t been bad at all today so I think I’ll write tonight. I know some of y’all have been waiting a fat second for a reply sbdbdbsbshsh I’m gonna work on them tonight hopefully.

This is your time to like this if you wanna like this if you want to write <3

#ooc #out of quizzy

[pellelavellan]

That moment when you write a scene so fucked up, even you yourself have to take a step back and process it

#me writing lmao #this is what happens when you like horror and angst #ooc #out of quizzy

[pellelavellan]

🌺 send this to ten blogs you think are wonderful 🌺

Aaaah thank youuuuu!! You’re so sweet 😭❤️

#ooc #out of quizzy #{{ i hope this letter finds you well }} answers

[pellelavellan]

Will there be another sheet I don't know (but if there is it will be elderly edition aka Deshanna, Ingi, Faolan, and maybe Assan) but for nowwww? Clan Lavellan that are within Pelle's age range except for Maevis who is actually a child whoop.

In order: Finni 22, Pelle 23, Mallas 21 at death, Durgen 25, Talwinne 23, Maevis 16, Nara 27, Basil 25

#my art #clan lavellan

[pellelavellan]

"Come join me in bed. Its so cold without you here with me."

Fluffy Starters

The younger elf smiled behind the book in his hands, a pair of amber eyes glancing up at the bed. He'd made himself quite comfortable sat on front of the fireplace, hair tucked aside in a messy ponytail that trailed along his back, and dressed in Atreion's shirt while he thumbed through a book he'd found in their bookshelf.

He had a blanket draped over his shoulders and cup of tea placed on the floor nearby that had certainly gone cold by now. The only thing that might have made his little set up more comfortable was Atreion themself nestled under the blanket beside him.

"Are you sure you're not a mind reader?" he asked, grinning. "I was just thinking about how much I wished you were sitting closer."

He didn't hesitate to stand up and join them in the bed. He left behind his cold tea, but brought the blanket and the book with him, though the book wind up leafed and set aside on the bedside table once he was under the covers. Shuffling as close to Atreion as possible, the young Keeper laid his head on their chest, playing with stray strands of red hair.

"I know I was just on the floor but I missed you."

#there is a fireplace in the quizzys room right? right? #{{ i'm like you i remember everything }} pelle x atreion #dalishflame #c: Atreion

[pellelavellan]

He stumbled into faith and thought...

"god this is all there is..."

1 of 3 Tarots for Pelle. This is Tarot 2 aka High Approval. The inspiration is the Three of Wands for my tarot mutuals <3

#my art #could ramble on and on about the nuances in this piece #all the tiny details snuck in

[pellelavellan]

#{{ with the same sweet shock as when adam first came }} nsfw #crack #ooc #out of quizzy

[pellelavellan]

I would like a hug and a vacation from adult responsibilities

#ooc #out of quizzy #fightin for a full time job stressin me out #having a heavy ass work load dumped on me for very little compensation stressin me out #boss being patronizing and insufferable the last couple weeks leading up to a possible promotion stressin me out #having to organize whether I’m moving in with a friend in two months #staying put or moving alone again when friend is a little bad at answering texts or calls #stressin me out #trying to be a functional human who cleans their apartment cooks and takes care of two cats #extra passive stress #I simply need a hug and a pat on the head and for everything to be like okay #maybe a vacation where I don’t have to do anything adult for like a week

[pellelavellan]

Did not get to doing asks or replies today. I had to spend my spoons constructing a good resume and cover letter for a promotion at work. Feeling a little cheated that I was told it would be a full time position but it turns out it is part time buuuut it is done. Hopefully tomorrow i can work on some replies.

#ooc #out of quizzy #out here fighting tooth and nail for a full time job fr fbjdslghwt #nobody wants to hire full time employees cause they dont wana pay out benefits rifp #capitalism...my favorite

[pellelavellan]

the one downside of living alone that is sticking to me rn is that slight change in vibes when ya get lonely sefirhtpgte

#ooc #out of quizzy #one second youre watching tv #rhe next youre like damn you really kind of a loner huh #this leads to the bad swiping on dating apps ofc XD #and I hate dating apps

[pellelavellan]

Talon wasn't nearly as loud as he'd been, and maybe that was not something they had in common. After all, he'd been told in the past he could be pretty loud when he was having a good time. This was the first time him and Talon were having sex, and so there were many things to learn about the other. Thus far, he'd learned the Talon liked to reduce his partners to writhing messes and that he was such a brat when told what to do.

It hadn't even occurred to him that Talon was probably doing this on purpose to get him to put 110% into this blowjob he was giving him. He'd been challenged and goddamn if he wasn't going to fucking deliver. Talon's dick wasn't necessarily smaller than ones he'd put his mouth on in the past, it was actually pretty familiar to him length wise, which made the muscle memory of it all that much easier.

His calmer form of pleasure hadn't deterred Pelle either, he might not have bee as vocal about his gratification, but the elf could feel it. He'd realized quite early into his sexual excursions that he very much liked the praise received from getting someone else off. Some people moaned it to him outright while he sucked them off, others it was quieter, more subtle, but the body never lied in it's language. He got a high from it, and quite possibly was exactly why he'd never stopped chasing after it.

What he was doing now was working, but he could still do better. He could please him with his mouth and his hands. His bobbing slowed if only for a moment's time, just enough that he could get his free hand on the man's cock. Then he was back at it, his hand stroking the erection in those split moments when his mouth wasn't on him.

The small moan pleased him, but he wanted to hear more, and louder next time. Talon didn't know this about him but Pelle could be...very competitive if you challenged him. It didn't matter how stupid an idea you pitchedto him was, the second it was phrased 'I bet you can't/won't do...' he was doing it. He was going to do it and shove it right back in your face, he might even gloat about it.

His amber eyes stared hard at Talon, his entire cock still in the elf's mouth. Something shifted in his expression, told mostly but the same eyes that had been staring. A look between mischief and determination, the shade of his eyes doing him no favors in not appearing like Talon had just lit a flame under his ass.

He was going to make him look, even better, Talon wasn't going to be able to take his eyes off of him. He didn't respond to the challenge verbally, but he accepted it.

His first move was releasing the man's cock and spitting into his hand again to stroke him, not in the way he'd done before where he started slowly until he developed a rhythm, he simply went right back into the rhythm he'd found he'd liked before. His dead dipped downwards beneath his erect cock and he started licking the man's balls before taking small amounts of them into his mouth, sucking them and releasing them repeatedly. He didn't even look back to check for Talo's reaction, he simply carried on until he decided he wanted to swallow him whole again.

So he did. Pressing his hand against Talon's thigh for support he took his length in again, took it out, toom it again, gradually increasing in speed until his head was practically bobbing while he sucked him.

#quiisquiliae #c: Talon #{{ it is not death i refuse by extinction }} inquisitor #{{ with the same sweet shock as when adam first came }} nsfw

[pellelavellan]

The small moan pleased him, but he wanted to hear more, and louder next time. Talon didn't know this about him but Pelle could be...very competitive if you challenged him. It didn't matter how stupid an idea you pitchedto him was, the second it was phrased 'I bet you can't/won't do...' he was doing it. He was going to do it and shove it right back in your face, he might even gloat about it.

His amber eyes stared hard at Talon, his entire cock still in the elf's mouth. Something shifted in his expression, told mostly but the same eyes that had been staring. A look between mischief and determination, the shade of his eyes doing him no favors in not appearing like Talon had just lit a flame under his ass.

He was going to make him look, even better, Talon wasn't going to be able to take his eyes off of him. He didn't respond to the challenge verbally, but he accepted it.

His first move was releasing the man's cock and spitting into his hand again to stroke him, not in the way he'd done before where he started slowly until he developed a rhythm, he simply went right back into the rhythm he'd found he'd liked before. His dead dipped downwards beneath his erect cock and he started licking the man's balls before taking small amounts of them into his mouth, sucking them and releasing them repeatedly. He didn't even look back to check for Talo's reaction, he simply carried on until he decided he wanted to swallow him whole again.

So he did. Pressing his hand against Talon's thigh for support he took his length in again, took it out, toom it again, gradually increasing in speed until his head was practically bobbing while he sucked him.

“Oh really?” The response was coy but short, much unlike the generous lick he took of Talon’s cock start at the base and traveling back up to head. He did a few times, enthusiastically, stroking him with his hand between tastes.

But it wasn’t just that little trick that sustained all of his confidence. He had more, and he was absolutely going to show them off.

“Look at me,” he requested, his mouth barely parted from the erect organ in his hand. “I want you to watch me take all of you in my mouth.”

He was still peppering him with light pecks working downwards just to drag his tongue back up to the start. He waited a few moments, patiently, before all once he took Talon’s entire length into his mouth. He didn’t flinch for a second, or choke, but he did release him once to see if the man had obeyed and taken a gander at his dick being swallowed by him. The second time he did he made sure he stared right back at Talon before swallowing him again.

#quiisquiliae #c: Talon #{{ it is not death i refuse but extinction }} inquisitor #{{ with the same sweet shock as when adam first came }} nsfw #pelle thinking he aint been bamboozled here lmfao

[pellelavellan]

Fluffy Starters

“Oh, I knew you could do it! I’m so proud of you!"

"Of course I love you."

"I knew I could count on you."

"I'll always be here for you."

"Is that my shirt?"

"You smell nice."

"You look beautiful / handsome."

"You're an idiot ... but you are my idiot and I wouldn't have it any other way."

"I could do this on my own but I don't want to. I want you right by my side every step of the way."

"You make me so happy."

"You're my favorite person."

"Thank you for telling me. That means a lot to me."

"I trust you."

"If you’re mine, you need to understand I will burn the fucking world to the ground for you."

"Come join me in bed. Its so cold without you here with me."

"I brought you breakfast in bed. I hope you like your eggs scrambled."

"You're just the person I wanted to see."

"I love you."

"Of all the people in the world, I'm glad its you I'm doing life with."

"You're so cute."

"I'll protect you... and I will always protect you."

#memes

[pellelavellan]

“Oh really?” The response was coy but short, much unlike the generous lick he took of Talon’s cock start at the base and traveling back up to head. He did a few times, enthusiastically, stroking him with his hand between tastes.

But it wasn’t just that little trick that sustained all of his confidence. He had more, and he was absolutely going to show them off.

“Look at me,” he requested, his mouth barely parted from the erect organ in his hand. “I want you to watch me take all of you in my mouth.”

He was still peppering him with light pecks working downwards just to drag his tongue back up to the start. He waited a few moments, patiently, before all once he took Talon’s entire length into his mouth. He didn’t flinch for a second, or choke, but he did release him once to see if the man had obeyed and taken a gander at his dick being swallowed by him. The second time he did he made sure he stared right back at Talon before swallowing him again.

Pelle laughed. Talon? Sitting on him? The man had height on him but as far as weight? He doubted he could have been so heavy for that to have been any real consequence.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” he mused, pressing one final teasing kiss on Talon’s stomach before he carried on.

Once he was face to face with the man’s throbbing erection that anticipation be had started to crawl up on him again. He could continue pressing his lips on the man’s hips, tease his inner thighs, but that cock may as well have been hard staring at him with the way it’s sheer presence made him want to misbehave. He was going to suck it, and he was gonna do a damn good job too.

But first. He worked up a good amount of saliva before spitting it on his hand with the kind of precision you’d expect from someone who’d probably done this one too many times. The same hand, now slick with saliva he used to stroke Talon’s cock, playing with it, testing a rhythm he might like copy with his mouth. Being someone whose own bits didn’t always like to cooperate he reveled at the sturdy firmness of the man’s erection. He thought aboht how it would feel in his mouth, in his ass even, and the temptation to taste it grew stronger and stronger.

He gave in, his eyes glancing up at Talon hoping they’d make eye contact when he took the first lick of his head.

#quiisquiliae #c: Talon #{{ it is not death i refuse but extinction }} inquisitor #{{ with the same sweet shock as when adam first came }} nsfw

[pellelavellan]

Pelle laughed. Talon? Sitting on him? The man had height on him but as far as weight? He doubted he could have been so heavy for that to have been any real consequence.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” he mused, pressing one final teasing kiss on Talon’s stomach before he carried on.

Once he was face to face with the man’s throbbing erection that anticipation be had started to crawl up on him again. He could continue pressing his lips on the man’s hips, tease his inner thighs, but that cock may as well have been hard staring at him with the way it’s sheer presence made him want to misbehave. He was going to suck it, and he was gonna do a damn good job too.

But first. He worked up a good amount of saliva before spitting it on his hand with the kind of precision you’d expect from someone who’d probably done this one too many times. The same hand, now slick with saliva he used to stroke Talon’s cock, playing with it, testing a rhythm he might like copy with his mouth. Being someone whose own bits didn’t always like to cooperate he reveled at the sturdy firmness of the man’s erection. He thought aboht how it would feel in his mouth, in his ass even, and the temptation to taste it grew stronger and stronger.

He gave in, his eyes glancing up at Talon hoping they’d make eye contact when he took the first lick of his head.

Pelle noticed the tighter grip on his hair first, and then the slightest shift in Talon’s response to his mouth. He was squirming, or trying not to at least. For a minute he stopped what he was a doing and just waited and assessed.

Talon didn’t know this about him but one of those fun quirks about being somewhat sensitive to other peoples emotions, even if he couldn’t read their minds, was that he was somewhat in tuned with their feelings towards him or in this case things he did. When Talon was going to town on his dick it was both the sensation of his tongue, but also the picked up feelings of Talon’s own arousal that got him off as much as it did. Right now, he didn’t sense anything like discomfort or fear in the man and so his body tensing was a bit strange.

And then he had an idea. He lifted his hand up to the man’s stomach, and which two fingers tickled him just to see what would happen. He’d never have guessed Talon was ticklish with the carefully constructed image he put out for himself, but the thought that he might be was kind of adorable.

“Ticklish?” He suggested, grinning. He couldn’t help it.

#quiisquiliae #c: Talon #{{ it is not death i refuse but extinction }} inquisitor #{{ with the same sweet shock as when adam first came }} nsfw #what a ho trying to make direct eye contact with this man

[pellelavellan]

Pelle noticed the tighter grip on his hair first, and then the slightest shift in Talon’s response to his mouth. He was squirming, or trying not to at least. For a minute he stopped what he was a doing and just waited and assessed.

Talon didn’t know this about him but one of those fun quirks about being somewhat sensitive to other peoples emotions, even if he couldn’t read their minds, was that he was somewhat in tuned with their feelings towards him or in this case things he did. When Talon was going to town on his dick it was both the sensation of his tongue, but also the picked up feelings of Talon’s own arousal that got him off as much as it did. Right now, he didn’t sense anything like discomfort or fear in the man and so his body tensing was a bit strange.

And then he had an idea. He lifted his hand up to the man’s stomach, and which two fingers tickled him just to see what would happen. He’d never have guessed Talon was ticklish with the carefully constructed image he put out for himself, but the thought that he might be was kind of adorable.

“Ticklish?” He suggested, grinning. He couldn’t help it.

Pelle hummed in approval and continued on, kissing his neck and occasionally sucking on his skin, hoping to leave a couple of lovely little marks on the man. He did the same as he worked his way down to his collar bone and eventually his chest.

“Good,” he murmured against his chest before starting to descend lower, kissing his stomach.

#quiisquiliae #c: Talon #{{ it is not death i refuse but extinction }} inquisitor #{{ with the same sweet shock as when adam first came }} nsfw