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doki-doki-imagines · 6 months
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tw: smut, afab reader
author note: first post for gbf and it's smut, I'm sorry LOL. It's been a while since I last wrote something putting my mind on it so I hope you'll like it!
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Siegfried had the intention to charm you the second he put his foot into the warm sand, you are sure of it.
You know your boyfriend doesn't like to expose himself, and you learnt to appreciate it, your little gem that you only can appreciate, hidden from most eyes.
So, you were flabbergasted to see Siegfried so at ease with such skimpy pants, adherent like glue on his skin and torso completely exposed for everyone to look at, because let's admit it, everyone couldn't be indifferent to such a sight.
You are sitting near the shore far away from all the crew, the wave crushing the only sound between you two.
"You look handsome today." Your voice deeper than usual while you look straight into his honey eyes, your hands grip the sand under you.
"Thanks, it's exactly what I wanted." A soft giggle escapes Siegfried's mouth, strands of hair escape his soft ponytail, and the breeze make them fly in the air.
He looks ethereal, sitting there, head tilted back, throat exposed while some droplet of sea water run down his body.
It doesn't take that much convincing to find yourself on your knees, Siegfried belts and pants barely lowered to suck him off like your life depends on it.
And it's not like Siegfried complained.
"S-slow down." He half-moans, golden eyes squinting. His big hand grabs the back of your head, but don't push you forward; as always, he has the perfect control of his body even in problematic situations.
Anyway you don't listen to him, trying to take as much as possible of his throbbing cock, sucking and laving your tongue at the sides where veins are visible. Saliva drips down your mouth, some drop fall on his balls exactly where your fingers are massaging, making the stimulation more intense.
You look at him, beautiful, wonderful, chiseled abs twitching, nipples hards begging to be touched.
Then you get pulled off, a pop can be heard together with Siegfried heavy breaths, his dick, still throbbing hit his navel, tip red a globe of cum running down his lenght.
"C'mere"
You don't have to move much, your boyfriend doing all the work, pulling your lips towards his ones, in a messy dance of tongues and spit, your hands find his shoulders, something stable to grip on while sitting on his lap, while his gloved hand go downwards, fingers playing with the hem of your bikini bottom and then delving deeper into your hot core.
A moan escapes your mouth, doesn't mean Siegfried break the kiss, if anything his tongue explores deeper your mouth, a passionate dance he doesn't want to interrupt. With the free hand he pushes your lower back towards his body, so your tummy can grind on his erection.
Meanwhile his thick fingers keep stimulating you, the material of the glove a new sensation, different from his warmth, but not less enjoyable, your essence drips down his wrist, his rhythm doesn't budge, pistoning into you, your lips parting to moan his name make even more blood run south, his boner unbearable at this point.
A particular curl of two of his fingers makes your toe curl, the moan dulled from Siegfried's mouth and the world around you waver, and not for the overwhelming pleasure, but for your boyfriend pulling you under his body.
"N-No Sieg, I wanna be on top." You says, voice frail, hands pushing on his shoulders trying to flip him over.
"Are you sure you'd be able to take it?" He talks big for someone that look as affected as you from the situation.
"Flip over, I'm gonna show you how good I can take it."
A small chuckle escapes Siegfried's mouth, but decide to listen to you, flipping you over together with him.
Ah he looks majestic under you, his hair now free, soft ribbon lost somewhere during the previous activities, one of his hands grips tightly your hips while his gloved hands...
He's licking it, still stained by your essence, his warm tongue run from his wrist to his middle finger and when it reaches the top, he suck it off, his mouth eveloping it, savouring it. While he looks at you "Always delicious" a smirk grace his face, knowing well the effect he has on you.
A smirk that soon disappear when you line up and go down on him, your hole stretching to accomodate his girth, a breathless moan leaving both your mouths. You bounce on his lenght, hands finding support on his sweaty chest while both of his hands are now placed on your hip, one slightly lower towards your butt.
"Bunny go faster, let me see how much you want it." Penetrating honey eyes look at you, it's an order, but you aren't sure you'll be able to make it.
But it's not a problem that last for much, not when Siegfried decides to take the rein and bounce you on his cock, at his rhythm.
"For someone that wanted to top me so much-" His tips hit a spot that make you both roll your eyes, mind fogging under the intense pleasure "-your willpower lasted really little." His finger grips to tight that you're sure bruises will form soon, his shaft twitching inside you and getting...bigger?
You look better at his face, eyes closed, hair getting reddish and his canines getting more pointed each second that go by. A shiver runs down your spine, not a pleasure one, the kind you feel when battling some Primals.
His cock is getting impossibly big, literally.
"Sieg-look at me please" You lean down, your chests in touch, not a lick of air could go throught your bodies, your hands cupping his sweaty face "Stay calm Sieg, I love you-" A particular harsh thrust make your lips touch, not that you minded, both your hips busy in an animalistic rhythm that the both of you can't control.
An harsh slap on your butt make you squeak, breaking the kiss "Love you too" Your Siegfried is back, blown pupils so deep but so full of love you feel your heartbeat going into a frenzy, and from there it doesn't take much more to reach your apex, Siegfried fucking you through your orgasm before cumming too, your name falling from his lips like a prayer, head falling back, sand now everywhere in his brown locks.
You lay on his body, still trying to recover your breath from the intense love-making "Are you fine?" you ask, voice still feeble.
Siegfried's lips twitch into a small smile "I should be the one asking you that." His hands massage your thighs as he gives you a kiss on top of your head.
"What happened this time? The dragon blood never took over before."
"I-" Siegfried breath heavily, chest rising up and down under you "I prefer not to tell you."
You hum, maybe it will be something to talk about another day.
A few minutes go by, both enjoying the chilly breeze of the beach and the sound of the waves.
"So now I can say that I can take your dragon form?" A small laughter escapes your throat while Siegfried huffs out, the hand massaging you now playful slap your ass.
"I guess so."
This time, you can't contain your boisterous laughter, and Siegfried smiles, eye closing, cherishing your time together
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djeesperate · 3 months
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Worrywart
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Event spoilers/mentions (…And You, A Sweltering Eternal Getaway)
Not so heavy(?) mentions of Gawain feeling anxiety and Bertilak being suicidal.
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He couldn’t stop crying.
For the first time in what seemed like an eternity, the turbulent sea of emotions could not stop gushing out no matter how hard he tried to piece himself back together.
The captain had a fever, that was what everyone thought. But that fever turned into Nectar melting all over the floor and the fabric of reality tearing apart all while everyone screamed to the top of their lungs for them to wake up.
This is the norm, he told himself. 
They’ve always been a lightning rod for danger… but for a fever to turn into something heinous like this? 
God, Gawain’s paranoia was building up so much, that it could fill the gaps between the island that housed Feendrache, Dalmore and Wales all the way down to Pandemonium itself.
It was the norm. It had always been this way. 
It’s just that Gawain wished it wasn’t. He just wanted them to go through the rest of their life with as little danger as possible.
He could relate to that Orologia, he supposed… but he’d never hurt the captain to that magnitude before. Nor will he ever want to.
Gawain’s poor heart couldn’t handle any more bad news about them, frankly speaking. He was fine the first few months with the Grandcypher crew but after a mishap (and fallen angel or two) here and there, the saviour of Dalmore developed a feeling he wasn’t familiar with.
Anxiety.
It ate him away, and he wasn’t aware of it at first… not until the captain collapsed with a fever and he heard nothing but suspicious whispers between the dragons and that blasted Eternal man named Siete. That’s when he realised it wasn’t a regular fever, and they were once again hurting in a place far beyond his reach to be of any assistance.
Gawain was human, with human capabilities. Sure, he was strong but he’d be joking if he equated his strength to someone like Sandalphon or Fediel… or Siete… even if that carefree annoyance was just as human as him (is he human?).
What can Gawain do? Nothing. 
In every instance when they’re in danger, he couldn’t do anything of significance no matter how hard he tried. He would start to lose sleep during the nights when they’re not back on the ship, even though the other crewmates happily talked about the recent letters and trinkets they received from them that would indicate they’re probably well.
You were a liar, he concluded; a dangerous one at that. The kind that would tell everyone around them that everything is fine before being found dead the next day, with traces of prolonged suffering kept secret.
How does one cope with being in love with someone like that?
It was painful for him to bear this fear of losing them daily, what of their suffering? What’s going on in their mind that they’ve never told him? Would they tell him? 
It hurts.
It hurts Gawain so much, he can’t get himself up from bed on some days. No one would pester him about it too, no one on the ship was particularly close to him.
So he just rots.
Rotting away in one of the storerooms, he calms his heart before he walks out to face other people. He’s slumped to the ground, leaning against the shelves as he hugs his knees and rests his head forward.
“What the hell?”
Gawain almost jumped at that voice – he wasn’t expecting anyone to enter. “Bertilak,” he tried to keep his usual composure, “What do you think you’re doing here?”
“Don’t Bertilak me, dumbass,” the brunet snapped back, “I should be asking you that. This is my sanctuary, and I ain’t sharing.” He gestures to the surroundings in the room.
“Can’t you go to your room?”
“Can’t you go to your room?”
“Tch.”
“C’mon, get out.” Bertilak clapped his hands as if talking to a dog, “Ever since I hung out with those Erune brothers, they won’t stop pestering me about rizzing up a 5-meter tall bombshell so my room’s not safe. Honestly, if I can’t stand Charlotta, what makes them think I’d want 6 of her stacked up with duct tape?”
Silence.
“Oh my godddd, Bahamut to Gawain? Sir Gawaaaainnnn? Are you in there?” The brunet knocked Gawain’s head a few times before his hands were shoved away.
“Can you just!” He raised his voice before inhaling to calm down, “… just leave me be,” 
Bertilak wasn’t sure what he walked into, but if the knight that protected his country was sitting in near fetal position, refusing to fight back? Something was definitely off. He decided to bite.
“Nah, don’t feel like it,” he simply responded, “But what’s up with you? On the ground all depressing like that.”
“Not in the mood.”
“Captain-related?”
“...”
“Aha! Pre-marital angst!” He rubbed his palms together with newfound interest, “What troubles in paradise are we havin’ today?”
Bertilak’s smirk cracked wider seeing the man beneath him sigh in defeat.
“It’s always those Eternals men,” He started, “Or those Society members, or dragons, or primals, or angels,” Gawain’s frustration started to seep out, “They’re always off with those crowds saving the Skies from extinction. I’m always left behind to wait until they’re back… Sometimes they disappear and don’t come back at all. They’re always so close to dying on me.”
“On you?” The younger male snorted.
“Shut it,” Gawain’s voice was stern, “you know what I mean,”
“Uh-huh…” Bertilak put his hand on his chin, posing as if he was trying to think about it, “Aren’t you like, special to the captain?”
“I doubt it.”
“They give you presents for every occasion. Every year. Without fail. You know how fat their wallet gotta be to pull that off?”
“They do that for everyone.”
“Rightttt, even Valentine’s Day?”
“Yes.”
“What the fuck, how come I never got anything?!” He whined at the discovery, “Hey, it’s requited though, right? You give them presents too?”
“Yes.”
“Huh, maybe that’s how to get on their good side. Y’know that one weird-haired guy that flirts a lot? The one with all the swords strapped to his pants without it falling – Big brother this, big brother that?”
“Siete.”
“Yeah, yeah, that guy. He brings them literally everywhere, man. It’s crazy. I think they went to Levin for the hot springs not that long ago. Always wanted to go th- ohhhhh…” Bertilak figured it out, wagging his finger smugly. “It’s cuz they all turned blue-haired recently right? Like they’re destined to be.”
Silence.
“...I had that,” he crouched to the ground to meet the knight’s pained eyes, “That was how it was when I was back home.”
More silence. 
That was his queue to elaborate.
Bertilak isn’t all that great with telling people how he feels but he breathed in, clearing his mind as he gathered his words.
“In Dalmore, I was so… tiny. Doesn’t matter what I did, I never played a big role where I wanted to,” his shoulders slumped, “No matter how many bones I broke from training, no matter how much I cried myself to sleep when the day ended. I wasn’t ever a part of what made Dalmore free…” His breath shook. The boy bit his lower lip to stop it from quivering the way it did, “Everything that happened… would’ve still carried out the way it did if I never existed –
– Because Dalmore was your story. Not mine… Never mine.”
Gawain’s head lifted an inch hearing his admission.
“Made me fucking angry, when I finally met you. The hero of my dreams, lookin’ down on me.” A pathetic laugh escaped his lips as he frustratingly ran his hand through his hair, “It’s exhausting, y’know? Waking up to try your hardest, only to just feel like dying at the end of it. Then being treated like some spoiled brat on top of it all. All that effort, not even acknowledged.”
“... I didn’t know,” Gawain spoke up.
“And you wouldn’t have ever known,” He snorted.
“Are you…?”
“Yeah, I still wanna kill myself every waking hour of the day but what’s new?” Bertilak nonchalantly said as he inspected his nails, looking bored out of his mind, “How I got out of that mindset was to just… leave. After your stupid potato pullin’ lesson, I thought, ‘I’m not letting him go without me’. So instead of balling my eyes out back home till I kick the bucket, I left that shithole chasing after you.”
Bertilak now staring into Gawain’s eyes, his own burning with determination, “No matter how much you shove me away, I’m squeezing myself in your business. If Dalmore wasn’t my story, then I’ll tag along this ship glued to your ass until I find my calling.” 
He softly knocked his knuckles onto Gawain’s forehead, a smirk worn on his face but it was more endearing than cocky this time, “And once I do, you’ll be part of it.”
Gawain’s eyes widened as he heard the young man’s confession, but before he could speak up, Bertilak thrust his fists further into the man’s skull.
“Augh!”
“I’m strangling you and myself if you bring this up to anyone.” Bertilak dusted his pants as he stood back up, “Orrrr maybe I’ll tell Cap'n how you’ve been feeling this entire time?”
“... Would you?”
“No,” Bertilak’s face was serious for a split second, “None of my business. Just go be by their side. If they’re leaping through different dimensions, why not follow? Who cares if you’re not familiar with the other goons around them? They probably don’t either. Travelling the skies like that… isn’t that lonely? Wouldn’t it be nice to at least have someone close by their side? Besides… you know, the red gecko and blue kid. Why’s there so many blue people? A fucking whatever-blue fantasy.”
“Besides, surely that Siete guy can’t do everything.” He huffed, “Aunty Metera said flirts like that are a temporary high. You can’t really settle down with someone like that,” He crossed his arms, “There’s not much they can confide with between lizard and Lizria either, you know. Some things you just can’t tell someone that raised you… and I’m 100% sure they hide a lot of their pain from the girl to keep her from worrying. You starting to see what I mean?”
Gawain sat there, thoughts stew in his head as he processed all that was said. Bertilak took this as a sign to lighten up the mood, “But screw all that. Aunty Korwa getting me in a dress was much more fun than dealing with my feelings. Sometimes you gotta slay to keep the sad away… or whatever Chloe says. Have you met Chloe? She did my nails once. Most mentally stable I’ve felt, to be honest,” he rambled as he took a look at his nails one more time.
“Anyway, bye. Hope your love life sorts itself out. Hope I don’t see you here again, Sho’s also pretty clingy so this place is still mine.” He turned his heels and left Gawain alone.
Kids are… something. Whatever just happened, it will take some time for Gawain to understand (what does slay mean in that context? Lizria? Why’s he acquainted with so many people already?), but one thing was certain – he didn’t feel as horrible as he was before the brat showed up.
Gawain sighed. There was truth in Bertilak’s words about their relationship with Vyrn and Lyria. The captain was always hiding, it was probably just as soul-crushing bottling it up as he has with his own feelings. Maybe it’s better to confide in each other? 
That sounds like a mess…
But the thought made Gawain smile regardless.
He kicks himself off the ground and walks out of the storage room, feeling more like himself again. It was about time they came back from Sierokarte’s errands anyway. He’ll be there to help carry the boxes.
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Sometime, not too long ago, word spread around the ship of Fiorito’s birthday coming soon. The girls were buzzing, hoping to make gifts that would suit their friend. A certain designer had special plans…
“What.” Bertilak deadpanned, not believing his ears.
“Please! You’re about the same body measurements as her, I can tell!” Korwa held onto his hands, pleading.
“Fuck no, are you kidding?” He swatted her hands away.
“It’s just a one-time fitting! I just need to see if the dress fits around the back.”
“I’m not wearing a dress.”
“Why not?”
“I… can’t think… of a valid excuse… Whatever, fine.” Bertilak’s head hung down, giving up his resistance, “But it better look good on me or I’ll be pissed.”
“Lucky for you, that’s my area of expertise! Come, let’s go back to my workshop.”
Bertilak learned how comfortable skirts were that day.
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captainmullin · 1 year
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Then I dare/ask you to make a Belial White Day post please. Add some 🌶 for congrats on 69 followers.
we've reached 70 followers now at the time of posting this, so thank you everyone for your support, patience, and joy for my writing! I wouldn't be here without everyone's love for granblue. Here's to many more!
A special fate episode with Belial down below...
For One Night Only
Belial has somehow managed to worm his way into joining the Grandcypher crew after proving he can be (somewhat) trusted. (Captain) confronts him about these things in a late-night conversation. Unsure of how things will play out, (Captain) has decided to meet him alone to protect those they care about most.
The sunset had seemingly taken forever, it's golden-purple rays drifting beneath the skies.
(Captain) is on the Grandcypher's deck, awaiting the arrival of a new crew member.
A few weeks ago…
Belial: Join you? What kind of request is that…
Belial: …
Belial: …Fine. Don't make me regret this, Singularity.
Present day.
Belial: Oh? Were you waiting for me here, all by yourself?
Belial: That's a dangerous thing, you know.
Choose: I didn't do it for you.
Belial: Ouch… that hurts, Singularity. Why can't you ever just let go, for just a little?
Belial takes a step closer, his face close to yours.
Choose: Dangerous? How?
Belial's face lights up, a smirk forming upon his lips. He leans over, his face close to yours.
Belial: You really don't know?
Continue 1:
(Captain) takes a step backward. Their hands are shaking, whether out of fear or something else - they aren't sure.
Belial: Don't step away from me, captain.
The captain is now leaning against the guard rail of the Grandcypher. Their hands are white-knuckling the wood, arms shaking.
Belial's presence almost seems too much. His voice lowers ever so slightly with his next words:
Belial: What's wrong, Singularity? Cat got your tongue?
He steps forward, closer. (Captain) is pinned against the Grandcypher's side, Belial's hands at the captain's shoulders.
Choose: What are you doing?
Belial: Mmn… nothing.~
His hands move to (Captain)'s face, gently gripping their chin with his forefinger and thumb. The captain's face is red from the physical touch.
Belial smirks again, watching as (Captain) struggles to say anything, effectively trapped by the fallen angel.
Belial: Ahh, so cute…
Belial dips his head, his lips resting by the captain's ear:
Belial: You'd make such gorgeous sounds out here…
(Captain) turns their head away, trying to ignore Belial. Their head is foggy, the Grandcypher fading away.
Belial's voice is like an echo.
Belial: Are you ready to submit yourself to me, (Captain)?
Then, from below deck.
Lyria's Voice: (Captain)? Where are you…?
(Captain): …!
The captain regains their senses and their surroundings, the sounds of the Grandcypher falling back into place.
Belial takes a step back, holding his hands up in surrender.
Belial: Looks like I've been outsmarted.
Belial: Oh, well. Next time, then?
Choose: Next time?
Belial's smirk returns.
Belial: Whenever you feel the urge for release… you know where to find me.
Belial steps away completely, leaving the captain to their thoughts.
How will having Belial on the ship go…?
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astarriscus · 2 years
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when you're feeling down, sandalphon isn't completely sure what to do and how to handle this. he truly cares for you from the bottom of his heart, but these feelings of love and affection are still quite the enigma to him (though he knows for sure that he loves you). his movements are gentle yet rather unsure as he wraps his arms around you, and lets you cry into his neck. it doesn't bother him at all how your tears fall onto his skin and clothing, or how he's still not very used to such intimacy—all he cares for right now is you in his arms, as he hopes that he can at least provide even the slightest comfort for you. after all, it's what you deserve (and that would be all the love and care in the world, which he'll try his best to give it to you, because he loves you so much).
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solomiracle · 2 months
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castle on the hill, wake up in the sky...
just some of my celestial realm ideas/rambles after seeing this post
instead of being one landmass, the celestial realm is broken up into a bunch of floating islands. many are easy to reach with some flying, but there are airships everywhere, for longer journeys and angels who wish to rest their wings
it's a very bright place, always filled with colors. plenty of buildings (mainly older and more holy ones) are like human world Islamic architecture, churches, and synagogues. more modern and residential areas are similar to american 70s/80s architecture (here are some examples)
there are oceans, rivers, etc, but there are many flying variants of sea creatures. thousands of angels gather to view flying whales migrate throughout the sky
clouds are said to be perfect beds to nap on! but they still move with the wind, so make sure to recite a spell, or else you might end up on the other side of the sky!
God lives in a mountain that's said to be at the far end of the sky. No one has ever seen it from afar, and it cannot be accessed unless summoned to
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alfheimr · 1 year
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love and peace and cinnamoroll and hello kitty
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flovverworks · 3 months
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something something about the lgbtq+ cast in gbf & promise of wizard and how important it is to me personally that akiras not cishet
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lilliesandthemoon · 3 months
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The Savior of Dalmore
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icharchivist · 2 months
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That's an axe?
THAT'S A KATANA???
I feel like these are honest mistakes to make at this point
and you want to know one better?
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this is a sword.
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this is a gun.
it happens so often it's so funny like you can't actually guess what type of weapons you're facing because this bullshit keeps happening---
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lunarcry · 7 days
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hiiiii muse page list update post i meant to do earlier but then i had icecream and did other things instead peace sign
this is for the full one on my page, srry i dont have it elsewhere/on my pinned yet. eventually. peace sign. as per always my multi is a billion times messier than my other blogs(guy who cant shut up)👍👍👍 atm the most proper writing will be happening on akira. probably
added general links of the gbf main story archive, and the a3 & prommy of wizard main story translations👍
on that note added sakuya & misumi (a3!) & chloe, figaro & mitile (promise of wizard) except figaro is mostly type0 verse & mitile will likely lean toward gbf au for a lil bit. thats not to say theyll stay this way (im about to reread+finish main story pt2), its just that i unfortunately am obsessed with type0. i will probably eventually put the rest of spring troupe on my 'wanna pick up' list....(person whos oshi is omi
on that note i should make a new type0 oc i need a silly class9 girlie SO bad. that was the foolery secret intel class right
i can not explain why type0 lives this much in my head
natsume (natsume yuujinchou) is on the list too now. lanna & lumina (island of happiness/a wonderful life) are there for now we'll see who else i add. none have descriptions yet, i know i have one for lanna & natsume from olds blogs but :[ i didnt wanna today
updated mika's (gbf) page with the text i wrote a while back, i'll revise it in the future. fenrir, morphe&phoebe, thelonim has events&fate eps linked on their pages now. emu has the official playlists of wxs main story & her first focus event added.
none of these links are meant in a 'check these', but rather, if you ever get interested in any of the media/characters, there's places to check. i should add the wxs digest anime to emus oh my god i forgot about that one
all the new charas are gonna take some months to be implemented properly...<3 i havent started rereading a3 still & i took a break from natsuyuu when my dog got surgery in february. they're there cuz i felt like updating the lists with links, and figured why not add the rest too. lots of descriptions are missing still. 'then why even add them' because faty was alrdy sending me stuff for figaro so why not actually put him on the list sunglass emoji
i added it on the muse page too, but if u dont know where to start then emu & fenrir are always good choices👍 once my emu break is over ill get back to all of that. phoebe is also a good choice thinking about it...
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doki-doki-imagines · 15 days
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My headcanon is that Eustace is totally unable to cook. One of those people who touch a pot and it explodes. So he relies a lot on his partner to make a meal, a pact between them. Mostly because they care about their kitchen and their heart tighten thinking their boy didn't eat anything.
But I also think Eustace kept some of his animal instincts since he is an erune. So when he gets hungry a little voice in the back of his head screams at him to lick into your mouth. Usually, it's something Eustace has control over, half because he is more human than animal and half because he actually has his emotions and instincts in control more than other erunes (and humans too tbh).
But maybe, when your relationship is much more developed, his brain shuts down a bit more than usual. Eustace is calm with you, he doesn't have to worry about surviving or potential assassins so his brain just plugs off. Maybe you are doing your own stuff and your really hot bf comes at you and licks a fat stripe across your lips? Just to catch your attention and then just dig in, tongue lapping yours, sucking on it. Obviously, a normal person would think that his partner wants to have a bit of sexy time, but Eustace would just pull away after leaving you breathless and with an awfully good poker face tell you "I'm hungry, I think it is meal time." And you are so shocked because "does it mean he wanna eat me??? Or like eat a normal meal? Or-"
Looking into his sky blue eyes, the spark is missing and you finally understand that he actually wants to eat real food. You'll never scold him for that, it's nice knowing he is so at ease with you that his mind relaxes that much. Plus, since it happened more than once, you know discovered a way to understand his desires without having to look in his eyes.
His backside wiggles left and right way more when it comes to sexy times…
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djeesperate · 16 days
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Unfair
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Gawain knows himself more than anyone else.
Because to him, the situation right now is very unfair.
“Captain, could it be… are you slacking off on training? Your hands are becoming soft,” a very ear-grating voice entered his ear, “This can’t go on. I suggest we both spar the whole week, the two of us!”
“Ehhh no way! I promised Florence that I’d come visit Dalmore. See, even Gawain’s here”
The knight watches as the… annoyance looks behind his shoulders where the slightly awkward captain pointed, the swordsman clearly pretending he didn’t notice his presence. “Oh, when did you get here?”
Gawain’s right eye twitched slightly, something that has been happening a little too often lately.
“He’s been here the entire time, stinky,” the captain lightly smacked the back of Siete’s head, “you’re the one that suddenly barged into the room and grabbed my hand.”
“Ouchie~ Silly me! I forgot to let go.” He chuckled before the room fell into silence.
“So… are you going to?”
“Hm? Oh, yeah yeah. So what about our spar session? We can do it in Dalmore, you know.” Siete changed the topic, hand still holding theirs.
“Out of the question.” Gawain shot down the proposal, a scowl on his face.
“Eh~” Siete pouts.
This man with powers he can extract from the boundary; he’s a sharp one… right? Surely. So why does he play dumb in these situations?! He must think it’s funny to cut between Gawain and the captain like this.
Gawain blinked and immediately inched back, caught off guard by the other blond man who shoved his face right in front of the knight, inspecting his expression.
“Please go away,” Gawain hissed, voice very low.
Finding this situation amusing, Siete smirked. “And if I don’t?”
A loud shriek came from behind the three, making their heads turn to the door in alarm. There stood Bertilak with Lunalu in tow. “Uh… it’s okay, Aunty Lu, you can sit outside for a bit.” the redhead awkwardly nudges her away before closing the door, leaving her alone.
“Is Lunalu okay?” the captain spoke up.
“Maybe? I think she’s scared of guys. She screamed when I was hanging out with Shu too,” He wasn’t really sure himself, to be honest.
“I suppose that’s one way of interpreting it…” Siete raised a brow, “You’re also from Dalmore, yeah? At least from what I can recall. I take it you’re coming along on our trip?”
Bertilak’s face scrunched up at the idea, “Our trip? What do I look like, their son?” He was offended at the mere implication. “I’m only here to remind dingus and his lover here to pick me up by noon and drop me off near the bakery. Uncle Glane’s gonna take me once the ship lands and I do not want to stick with him the whole day.”
“You should show more respect to your uncle. He’s done a lot for you,” Gawain scolds.
“A lotta yappin’ is what.” The boy sighs, opening the door again to reveal Lunalu hunched over the floor scribbling on paper, “12 o’clock, you got that, guys? See y- oh my god, what are you drawing!!”
Bertilak nearly trips walking out the door, utterly shocked at the scandalous art the Harvin was so focused on that she had blocked out their voices. Siete simply laughed as he exited the room to behold the spectacle himself.
“Ahaha! I’m more surprised you never knew she was this way!”
“S-shut up! Fuck, I can’t look at Gawain anymore for the rest of my life.”
“Oh, speaking of Gawain… Hm?” Siete turned back to see the room empty, jaws dropping in disbelief. “They're gone?!”
“They snuck out while you weren’t looking.” Lunalu finally looked up to acknowledge their presence, “Besides the inspiring scene you guys made for me, it’s probably for the best they left you behind.”
“Eh?! Why’s that?!”
“You know what you were doing.” She picked up her pen and paper, preparing to leave.
“Yeah, homewrecker.” Bertilak narrows his eyes.
“Homewrecker?!”
He had to endure the glares while he dragged himself back to his room sulking, nearly tipping over from the force of the ship landing. They had arrived at Dalmore. He slumped himself on the wall, picked up a random sword and unenthusiastically inspected it.
Hearing voices coming from outside, he peeked his head through his window and saw the couple, giggling and smiling at each other like morons while they left the ship to explore the small kingdom. 
He sighed, tossing the sword aside before flopping onto his bed.
Siete knows himself more than anyone else.
Because to him, the situation right now… is very unfair.
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captainmullin · 1 year
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🌶for Eustace and light!Gawain please?
absolutely, anon! keeping anything spicy underneath a read more - you understand, yeah?~
From Eustace:
(Name),
Thank you for your gift during Valentine’s Day. It was good. The chocolate was extremely rich… it practically melted in my mouth. Do you do this for all of the crew? I hope not.
I sent some of my own chocolates with this letter. They’re espresso flavored - I hope you like them. They remind me of you. You’re so full of light, energy, and compassion - just like good coffee.
I was hoping you would join me for coffee one of these days… maybe something more. It may be selfish of me to ask this, but I wish to taste the chocolate and coffee upon your lips just as you do when you eat my White Day gift.
From,
Eustace
You got Chocolate-covered Espresso Beans! They look incredibly savory.
From Gawain:
Dear (Name),
I’m incredibly flattered with the gift you’ve given me last month. It was a wonderful surprise - although I feel pained to receive such an expensive wine. You’ve done me many goods throughout the years; I feel honored to be called your friend and companion.
Although, I do wonder… Why did you give me such a priceless drink? On top of homemade chocolates as well… it gave me pause, and I thought over the month I had to repay you.
I’ve come to the conclusion that you’re interested in more than just friends, yes? Your eyes follow me whenever you think I don’t notice, and your face is ever-so-slightly flushed whenever we speak of nothing at all - I feel the same. Your very presence makes me feel undone, (Name).
I ask that you do me a favor and join me for a more… personal White Day gift tonight. Your hands haunt me, and I feel as though I yearn for your touch every day. I hope to see you soon.
Yours,
Gawain
You received a Room Key! You wonder where it leads to…
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saeraas · 2 years
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How Gran/Djeeta (The Singularity) + crew would meet Guda & Mash
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goldenteaset · 3 months
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I'm a simple person: Belial for the character meme?
Thanks, anon! :D
First impression: Funny story; when I first saw/heard about Belial, I think some wires got crossed? (Re: fallen angels being fallen because of impregnating human women.) So basically I thought his goal was to get everyone pregnant, hence his...everything. XD;
Impression now: Winner of the Instant Get Out of Writer's Block award for five years running! (Also I have way too many emotions about this guy...he melted my heart and returned me to my fangirl roots, how dare he. HWO DARE HE)
Favorite moment: When he "wakes up" Sariel in 000--it's our first real confirmation of there being more to him than just being horny and traitorous. "Break the chains of this false lord you never agreed to serve...and let's go see how your anthill is doing." ;_;
Idea for a story: HAHAHAHA I HAVE TOO MANY.
Unpopular opinion: I don't like when he yells (except for that Sariel scene above). I worry too much about Hosoyan's voice to appreciate it!
Favorite relationship: Belial x Djeeta (x Lyria), even still, though I do love giving him a harem. :D Also my self-insert OC is somewhere in there
Favorite headcanon: He's good at baking, and that's part of why he "apologized" to Lyria for not being a pastry chef like he claimed.
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