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How do you see Male Corrin and Azura spending the holidays
I see Corrin and Azura spending time together quietly. In the morning itâs them naked cuddling, wrapped in each other. Itâs a nice morning, and Corrin wakes up and admires his wifeâs face. He tenderly kisses her lips and moves his lips around her face. Azura sighs softly and wakes up slowly. He only smiles and kisses her, his hands wandering low down her body. He presses his lips to her throat as his fingers play with her nether region and she moans so softly and lightly. Heâs been wanting her for a while, that need in his stomach to have his wife was strong and desperate. So he indulges. Kissing her and pleasuring her as she moans, wrapping her slender legs around his waist. She moves her hips sluggishly against his fingers and whines when the movement is gone, but it is replaced by her husbandâs member. In and out, slowly, so painfully slowly, as to not hurt his precious wife. She comes first, having been teased more with his touches and gentle whispers of his love. After she came, she was motionless and tired, but she smiled softly and encouraged him to keep going until he felt his bliss. So he did. He indulged himself with her until Corrin released inside of his wife. âWe should be careful not to wake Shigure as we shower.â She comments, wiping sweat from his brow. âMerry Winter, my Songstress.â Corrin said to her, his smile wide. She giggled, âMerry Winter, my dragon.â
~Mod Corrin
Anyone who voted for Trump voted for a group of people who would gladly murder me given the chance to do so without repercussion. If a person voted for Trump, they are saying, explicitly, that they believe the world would be a better place if I were dead. I am under no obligation to "tolerate" or "respect" a person who hates me with such intensity -- in fact, I am under obligation to defend myself and others from that person in every way I can.
And that is your right my dear ^^ do whatever makes you feel safer.
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Thinking about making joi videos! This is just a test of my favorite girl tio! Max of 15 seconds per pic sadly. Iâll try to put about 5 or 6 captions on there so itâs not too much to read
Azeroth Girls Are Easy: Lightâs Embrace
Series: World of Warcraft
Starring:Â Yrel/Male Human
Synopsis: Â A collection of short stories featuring the women of Warcraft (OC and otherwise) using their bodies to solve problems and get what they want. Itâs a tough life out there for an adventurer!
âYou know commander, I have never properly thanked you for rescuing me.â
The human commander looked up from the blueprint table of his garrison and regarded the young draenei Yrel with confusion. âYour pardon?â
The blue-skinned paladin giggled, her glowing blue eyes twinkling especially bright with mirth. âThe mines, of course! When you saved me from the Iron Horde. How could you forget so soon?â
He shook his head. âIâm sorry, of course I remember. I just meantâŚâ The commander frowned at the blueprints scattered across the table, trying to sort through his own confusion after being brought out of whatever he was working on. âThereâs no need to thank me! I was simply doing what was right. Think nothing of it.â
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here are some relationship headcanons for Noire, Ophelia, and Cynthia for @yadocram !!! hope you enjoy â¤ď¸
Noire
sheâs super shy when you first start dating and itâs honestly adorable!!! noire would be really hesitant to really be intimate with you in terms of holding hands, calling you pet names, and honestly just being too close to you
in general, i feel like she isnât too big on pda since she gets easily flustered and doesnât want to be teased for it by a certain someone indigo
eventually though, she starts to open up and be more affectionate with you!! she starts off really slow with occasionally asking for hugs or holding pinkies when sheâs sure the two of your are alone.
noire is also super !!! protective !!! of !! you!!!!! she wonât hesitate to shoot down whoever, even grima if they even dare to harm a single hair ok your head. if anyone ever makes you uncomfortable, her face immediately darkens and her hands shake a bit in rage, and she wonât calm down unless you pull her to the side and reassure her that everythingâs okay.
she also has a HUGE jealous streak that resulted in her nearly fighting her own mother because she overheard her obsessing over you. noire wonât hesitate, bitch.
her favorite thing to do with you is to watch you work. she just finds it so admirable how youâre leading an entire army and keeping your cool despite the constant chaos that surrounds you, and her heart runs laps whenever you use your authoritative voice on the battlefield.
along with that, she loves going on late night walks to just spend time with you and forget about the fate of your world for a bit. she loves to just let a teensy but loose and stutter out terrible and kinda edgy jokes since she loves to make you smile.
at the end of your walks she always walks you back to your tent and flushes a bright red before giving you a quick kiss and hurries away before anyone catches her for being out so late
Ophelia
letâs just say that sheâs the most over the top love you could ever ask for. ophelia is all about grand gestures to prove just how much she loves you because you are her darling starlight and deserve for the universe to be served to you on a silver platter.Â
she once went on an entire monologue mid fight about how your love will give her enough strength to smite any enemy with a single look, how the stars quake in fear at how much you outshine them, and how your love will make her the strongest fighter in the nohrian army.Â
of course, in typical fashion, she was nearly shot because she wasnât paying attention to the actual fight that was going on around her, and was only saved by you pushing her our of the way. which then resulted in another monologue about how youâre her savior, which lasted another twenty minuets.Â
ophelia loves to shower you in gifts and from buying you enormous bouquets of flowers, and giving you dramatic speeches about how deep her love is for you, to writing you countless of poems.Â
speaking of which, ophelia is definitely a good writer!!! you should expect her having filled sever journals about stories of her being a brave hero that saves a helpless tactician (aka you) from several evils, and that with the powers of your strength and love combined, she saves the world.Â
but she has twice as many journals just filled with poems dedicated to you, along with a few poorly written songs that she refuses to show another soul but with enough pleading sheâll show you.Â
sheâll be red faced and flustered as you giggle and her bad attempts at rhyming. sheâll probably say some romantic and cheesy excuse with an embarrassed grin in the hopes of distracting you from how bad it is, and itâd be along the lines of âwell, my starlight, your love for me leaves me so blind and helpless that my ability to write was stripped from me.âÂ
Cynthia
cynthia absolutely used to have the biggest crush on you for how strong and heroic you are!!!! she used to gush about you constantly, to the point of annoying people but she just couldnât help it since youâre just so brave, caring, and hella cute.
it takes her a while to get the guts to ask you out, telling herself that for her to fully be a hero, she needs to confront and acknowledge her feelings. when she finally does ask you out, sheâs a blushing and stuttering mess and nearly falls on her face several times due to the embarrassment intensifying her clumsiness.
but once you guys are dating, sheâs always near you and wanting to express her affection regardless of where you are. itâs common to find you on her lap or holding hands when youâre in public, and sheâs even been caught trying to steal or two kisses from you in the middle of training. frederick, like the sQUARE he is, was not amused or pleased, and as punishment made you both do extra pushups.
whenever you initiate pda, cynthia gets super embarrassed and begins to trip over literally nothing and nearly falling on her face. but you always catch her before she hits the ground which, only further fuels her embarrassment.
speaking of training, cynthia loves to spar with you!! not only does it help her on her mission of becoming a hero, but she also gets to spend time with her darling while also learning from them.
afterwards, the two of you would always tend to each otherâs wounds before going back to one of your tents to cuddle and talk about your day and fighting strategies.
your dumb jock gf is also very competitive and is also challenging you to see which one of you is better and doing dumb little things such as like who can run the most laps around the camp, who can do the most curl ups, or who can take down the most enemies before getting hit.
the rewards for the winner are always small cute things like stuffed animals, sweets, or of course kisses. in the end though, cynthia always wins because your cute proud smile and the way your cheer is always the biggest reward for her.
Thinking about making joi videos! This is just a test of my favorite girl tio! Max of 15 seconds per pic sadly. Iâll try to put about 5 or 6 captions on there so itâs not too much to read
World of Slutcraft: An end to the Slumber.
This is a second, much shorter part to the story. If youâre interested in the first one, where our story beings, just click here.
Scarlet lips pressed against their animalistic counterpart, tasting the bestial aroma of recent feast and soon advancing further as the jaws have spread, granting allowance to the deeper part of inhuman mouth.
Her tongue ran across the rows of alabaster teeth and thoroughly collected everything it found on itâs way. Remnants of grass blades and weeds soon danced on her own taste buds, savor she knew very well.
With the familiar scent of carnal, animalistic stench, she continued to rim her tongue through mouth of her companion this it was clean of any food residues and backed off in a slow, hesitant manner.
As a string of shared saliva formed between their lips, a temptful desire to continue came to life as well and caused Alyeen to stare into the eyes of her pet-lord for a short moment. Duty came first, however, and even as she promised to take care of this need later, blood elf turned back to the audience.
âNow this is how you take care of your lordâs hygiene. Always keep in mind, this has to be done right after every meal. Any questions?â She moved her gaze across the small group of wild initiates.
âYes, Nalysa?â Her authoritative voice called out one of the youngest, a shapeful, yet far from smart girl, companion of a young lava worm.The beast rested curled on her plump lap, which bore numerous burns of minimalistic degree.
âWhat if our lord is fed with meatâŚ?â The girl asked with a mildly confused expression on her face. âI mean, do we have toâŚ?â
Alyeen squinted her eyes and gave a chilling glare, making the girl look as if she shrinked by half. It was quite the stupid kind of question she expected from Nalysa. âAs it lies in whorish nature of our kind, youâll do exactly the same. Being on your place, I would be happy that I can get another meal.â
The girl nodded as her cheeks awashed pink and their instructor allowed herself to let out a deep, long drawn sigh. Some greenhorns pushed her to edge of feeding them all to an angry hydra.
Once the entire thing will be done, she was certain to take some respite in the Oozing Pools. Who knows, maybe sheâll even catch providers.
Yet her eyes soon fell on the incoming figure. âAlright sluts, enough theory for now. Let those panties hit the floor and get to work.â Alyeen rised from the ground and let her purple crotch-piece shine in the morning sunlight.
Her bare feet led her through the meadow that soon hosted a small pile of green, tiny thongs, most of which were crafted from Silverleaves and sewn with rough cuts of Earthroots.
âUnexpected to see you there, Champion.â Instructorâs smile beamed brighter than the sun as she neared her old friend. âUnexpected but not unwelcome. Sisters of the Wild greet you.â
Liadrin allowed herself to form a minor smile on her face and then nodded quietly. âI do feel the same, Steedbreaker.â
âNow, I was high in the hopes that there is one person who remembers my name.â Alyeen rolled her eyes and then folded arms over the moderate bust. âShall we take a seat?â
âWith pleasure. And to clarify, it was you who addressed me by the title first.â The two moved across the flowery gardens and took a course towards bench in front of the initiates, still mounting or being mounted by their companions.
âI have to show my respect towards you when these greenhorns are so close. Choose your toolâ Alyeen smiled and pointed at the seats, each bearing a different carving in the middle of it.
Liadrin rised her eyebrow and then examined her options; a scarlet painted wolf member, a tall and thick horse rod, double cock of the lizard or a simple spiral one of the boar.
Without much thinking, she took off her laced thong, freely hanging it on the double tool near her seat and slowly fell onto the wooden carving, allowing it to spread the tight walls of her ladyparts as she stopped on the very knot.
Alyeen, as expected, carefully lowered herself onto the horse rod, letting out a long drawn moan of pleasure as she savored the filling shape. And unlike most initiates, she easily got itâs entire length in herself.
Despite massive bulge in her stomach, instructor didnât show a sign of discomfort and even the opposite, appeared to be a fish in water. âIt would appear that the title is not only for show.â Blood matriarch commented slowly and rested on the back support.
âEver doubted me, Champion?â Her eyes fell on her newest group, watching as a petite blood elf rode angry, red tool of her wolf companion, just next to a silithid ravaging bust of her classmate.
âI would rather doubt your mind than your holes, Alyeen.â Liadrin moved a little on her seat and squinted eyes for a second as the knot slipped into her ladyparts.
âDoubtlessly. I will allow myself to take this as a compliment.â Her fel-tainted gaze fell on a lava worm ramming his way into Nalysa till there was nothing more to be seen of the fiery insect. âBut as it comes with you, I doubt you have came to participate in friendly chatter.â
Liadrin canted her head in a silent nod. âThat would be appear to be true.â Her friend only rised eyebrows curiously.
Dreamerâs eyes rested on the grass stilettos before her and soft hand of the aspect caressed her toes, now painfully stinging after forceful residence in the too tight and inhumanly high heels.
Yet fleshy unpleasantnesses were not of her biggest concerns but the events of previous night. The image of monstrous, flesh bending, cerise dragon still haunted her.
It was not the indecent, carnal spectacle that unfolded before her nor the broken, stretched sinâdorei that lied like a used up doll in the ancient keep.
With her sisterâs actions came a threat much, much more dire threat that was now about to loom over all of Azeroth.
This dragonflight. The life-binder broke boundaries that were not meant to be overstepped, creating beings she swore to destroy so long ago. Yet there was something seeding inside her, rooting alike a wild thorn. A desire to join this fleshy theatre.
She grasped her belly in response to itâs muffled cry. Alexstrasza not only grew mad, she became a cataclysmic threat to stability of the world and threw sister aspectâs body and mind into mortal-like state.
The hungering aria of her stomach became louder and forced her to shamefully cover her stomach. It was not a well known feeling and she yet had to learn how to react to it.
Spreading tormented legs across the sheets, emerald queen shuddered deeply. Link to emerald dream was yet to be restored and until then, she was helpless.
It was nothing but a careful knocking on her door that brought her out of the deep trance, almost bringing her to jump on the bed.
âIn.â Yseraâs voice carried itself across the chambers. Her sudden, surprised reaction only strengthened awareness that her composure and grace were shaken in the recent events.
And with knowledge that it was well within set objectives of her captors, she felt unnerved. The feeling only multiplied in strength when it was no one else but dragonqueen that marched into her room.
A vast, silver plate rested on her open hands as she treaded further and with lips bent into radiant, beaming smile, she spoke. âMy deepest desires that your slept was well.â Alexstrasza neared the table and the cover shuddered as plate meet the wood.
âWould have been better if you havenât committed atrocities against your own kin. You have brought to life creations that are well comparable to each of the chromatic spawns. What makes you any different from Neltharion now, sister?â Ysera arised from the mattress and marched towards her sister barefoot.
Dragonqueenâs face painted itself with bother as she let out a shallow, tired sigh. âYouâre awfully quick to turn your attention towards nasties.â
Yet her attitude changed as soon as it came to be, a pleased smile soon guested on her face. âNow, isnât it obvious? I, unlike Neltharion, bring you food.â Her fingers grasped hold of the cover and soon rised it in a slow, presentful motion.
A bright, hearty slice of pork shined before her, covered with yet melting butter and filling the room with inviting, delight promising aroma that seemed to reach Dreamerâs nostrils in a second.
Numerous chunks of mashed, grease seeping potatoes beleaguered the meat as their gold colour turned to blatant orange-brown due to the over soaking from the heavily spiced oil, which formed a shallow pool beneath the entire dish.
Green herbs rested on top of the entire dish, slowly flowing down with the melting butter. Next to the main dish stood a small bowl with white, oozing sauce, which held numerous bubbles on top of itâs slimy surface.
Ysera swallowed her saliva deeply, as it began to pour into her mouth in a rich, flooding manner. Her stomach let out yet another aria of hunger as the red queen smiled deeply. âNow now.. You may continue to be much impolite towards my person or you may eat.â
Dreamer knew very well that she couldnât just play alongside the spectacle crafted by her sister. Yet her body now met certain needs. âI would recommend to choose quickly. My patience is growing thin.â
She uttered the much obvious lie with melodious voice and watched as her sister fought a hopeless inside war. Deciding that she much appease her body in order to think straight, she convinced herself to play alongside. For now.
âI accept your proposition.â Alexstrasza was well pleased with the outcome and gave an inviting stare, watching as her sister moved even closer to grasp the meal, given no cutlery was provided.
And just as her kelly nails were about to dig into juicy meat, she was stopped by the aspect. Golden eyes watched her playfully as she spoke. âNuh uh. I see that Liadrin failed to teach you properly but youâre not meant to eat without proper expression of gratitude.â
Ysera blinked and then retreated her hand, feeling as there was a strange lining to her sisterâs touch. âExpression of gratitude?â
âWe are a society of no individuals, survival and well being of each of us deeply relies on common understanding and respecting each other.â Scarlet nail dipped into greasy meal, soon finding itâs way towards Alexstraszaâs lips.
âThat is why, before every meal we thank those above and below us. And if you are to..â A short pause followed as she took in her finger, cleaning it with her tongue. ââŚtake from our shared riches, you are to do so as well.â
Ysera nodded quietly as it was certainly the first rule that presented itself appealing to green dragon. Gratitude towards each other and respect between races of Azeroth was what her sister always fought for. At least before madness overtook you.
âI thank you, Lifebinder for bringing me this meal. And I express my most sincere gratitude towards all of those whose work allowed us to relish..â Her stomach clearly refused to wait till her speech was over, as it loudly interrupted her. The echo carried sound of itâs displeasure.
Melodious, soft laughter left lovebinderâs mouth as she heard the fleshy rumble. The dreamer suddenly felt as if the old one was back. âNow now..It comes without a question that this time I may let you skip that part, I doubt not that you would perform flawlesslyâ
Ysera couldnât help but allow her lips to bent into uncertain, but yet warm smile. Her gaze rested on the meat and then once more upturned to the red haired dragon, which only nodded softly.
She grasped the appetizing pork and with a quick, soft movement, moved it through the greasy mashed potatoes, just to put both between her lips. Not only hungering, she relished in the masterfully prepared meal.
And as she began to eat with hunger of a great dragon, Alexstrasza only watched her with a pleased smile and squinted eyes, just alike a mother watching her newborn whelps.
A minute later, Ysera stopped pushing the mashed potatoes into her mouth and saw as her sister stood up, just to take a few steps closer and with a soft, gentle move, wipe off the oil from corner of her mouth.
Slowly realizing that she indeed ate from the plate like a child, grasping food with her bare hands and getting herself all dirty. Her eyes fell on the grease-stained legs and table. WhenâŚ
Her eyes spread wide as the red aspect gave a long, salivated lick across her chin and put and end to it just around corner of her mouth, getting entirely rid of the grease stain. âArenât you.. appetizing.â
Her purr reached Dreamerâs ears as Alexstrasza rested on emeraldâs lap and wrapped her soft, loving arms around chest of sister aspect. âYou always were so.. fragile. In your calmness lied all of your natural beauty.â
With a practiced, heavy breath, she inhaled the natural scent of her sister and let out a deep sigh of relief. âJust alike me, you touch all living beings. Even if they canât see itâ
The Dreamer sat motionlessly, stunned by her sisterâs actions. Seeing as a beast ravages an elf was one but having her very sister perform acts as such was further than difficult to understand. Lap filling bottom of her sister wasnât helpful either in the matter. âEven if they canât feel it, youâre always there. Canât you see what we share..â
Alexstrasza rested her forehead on this of her sister and then stared deeply into the night elven eyes. âThis song of creation. This dance of love and nature, balance and interconnectedness. It makes us.â
âYou and me, Ysera. We were destined to bring this world to peace it deserves at last. We share our dream, your dream, their dream. This compassion is what bounds us to the fate of mortals, your watchful slumber preserves dreams and like a torch in the night, it fends off the nightmares. â
âWe share our destiny, our goal, our souls. We are of one mind, Ysera. And just alike many, I dream of the day weâll all join in this legacy of benevolence. I dream of the day where we both see who we are.â
Ysera turned her eyes away and swallowed deeply, taken by words of the dragonqueen, forced to ponder about her true meaning. How deep was her madness and where lied the cure? Was she able to heal the scar that tainted her mind?
âJoin us, Ysera. Let the love bloom on Azeroth once more, bring warmth to those of frozen hearts, birth what others may not.â She whispered with voice as faint as rustle of the grassy meadow.
âWhat do you believe in, Sister? What do you still believe in?â The dreamer asked and closed her eyes, knowing that the answer will mean everything.
âIs it not obvious Sister?â Alexstrasza slowly lowered her eyelids as well, resting in the deep embrace of her sibling.
âLove. The only flavourless, shadless value and expression of mortal and immortal self. The only feeling that may unite everything that exists now and in future.â Slick, ruby fingernails of the queen grasped elven chin.
Ysera resistlessly allowed her chin to be guided towards her sister, allowing their eyes to meet. âWar brings hatred, anger, cruelty. It feeds the bloody, death scented vortex which grows and grows, about to consume everything that exists, throwing it into spiral of violent madness. We are on the verge, Sister. The fall of Lich King has brought us peace.â
âFor how long?â Her sister continued as if with one, everlasting breath. âHow long lasted then peace when Ragnaros fell? Câthun? Ilidan? How long, sister?â
There was no peace. The answer heavily weighted on emerald oneâs tongue and mind. âWhat do you bring instead?â She asked as if something pushed her from inside, silence appeared as a truly terrible option.
âLove feeds as well.â Alexstrasza squinted her eyes. âLust. Compassion. Desire. Warmth. In the time of carnal bliss, the hardest battle are resolved in bedroom.â
The memory of broken blood elf invaded Yseraâs mind once more and she couldnât find herself to decide which battle was harder to win. âYou drug them. You make them dependant on you. How is that better than any tyranical rule?â
âI drug them with desire. Blood elves used to be dependant on energy, their addiction of magic brought just as much suffering to others as to them. Now..â Lovebinderâs melodious chuckle echoed in the hall.
â⌠they ask of no magic anymore. Only love. And plenty of meat.â Both of them knew she meant nothing edible or, as Dreamer assumed, not literally.
âTime to make the choice, sister.â Last word alike a hot breeze, it soothed her skin and turned cheeks red.
âChoose. And choose wisely. I will give you time to the end of the kiss..â Slick tongue ran across dragonqueenâs lips.
Kiss? What kiss? Thoughts were left unfinished and common sense appeared distant, as a vision outside a blurred window. Exactly there but harder to decipher.
Eyes of the dreamer spread alike never before, hot, almost burning bliss flew down her throat when two pairs of dragon lips met in a carnal, unnamable sensation.
Their tongues meet, one dominating over the other, saliva became one, sweet and for a reason deeply unknown to the Dreamer, greatly thick.
For one time of a kiss could be a time too short to take any decision, yet Alexstrasza had other plans.
But it meant nothing that entire speech could be formed during that time, it was of no significance that when it ended, drops of sweat ran down their skin, just to disappear between great fronts.
And just as dragonqueen spread their lips, the saliva strings formed between lips, sealing the fleshy pact of pleasures.
âThe dreamer awakens.â She spoke with deepest sort of pleasured satisfaction.
The decision was made long ago.
Something different
I often visit the local glory hole after work. You know to find something different and get a break from the wifey. If she does not know whats the harm? Well one day i was browsing the hole. Some with pics of the person on the other side some with holes already presented.Â
Then i froze in my tracksâŚ..
There was a dog. Like a honest to god real dog with its mouth gagged open and teeth held clear. At first i was grossed out, but then i watched for a sec and paid attention to all the small details. Like how long and soft it tongue looked and how its long muzzle would mean i could go as nuts as i wanted. After looking left and right to check the coast was clear i unzipped my pants. I wanted something differentâŚwell here it was.
It was amazing, i cant begin to do it justice. From the moment i slide in the dog gave a whine i swear sounded needy and my cock was covered in a softness match only by pussy. My usual composure was stripped away as i moaned like i was the whore and fucked the dogs mouth hard. I was right about the tongue as it lapped and curled around my dick making it throb hard.Â
When i came a bucket down its throat i swore i heard its tail thumping against the wall in joy. That got me rock hard again.Â
âWhat a cumslutâi thought as i started round 2.
I throat fucked that dog 5 times, far more time than i usually spent and i was late to dinner. The wife was none the wiser but i worry. I am never going to be able to stay away from that dog now. She will find out eventually. I am just going to need to make it last for as long as possible.Â
So.... yandere Fcelica and Aversa headcannons petty please?
FCelica
Sheâll have you in her arms as soon as she can
Sheâll always let you know how much she loves you, and how strong she is with dumaâs powers so youâll always be safe
Probably will keep you chained to a bed if you try to escape
But if you willingly stay by her side sheâll make sure to always have you by her side, and sheâll always hold your hand
She offers to be your weapon, sheâll do anything to protect your love, and will eliminate anyone who tries to get between you and her
Sheâs an insane, very dom yandere
Sheâll play the innocent card at first but before you know it her true nature will reveal itself and youâll drown in her adiction to your love
Aversa
She truly does regret her past actions, and sheâs well aware that others wonât ever trust her
So when you show her even the slightest bit of affection and care sheâll latch onto that as much as she can
She finds herself calling you darling whenever she seeâs you
Sheâs literally convinced herself that youâre her lover, despite you guys not actually being together at the time
If you try to ignore her or push her away sheâll lock you up in her room and refuse to let anyone see you for your safety
Sheâll nuzzle and cling to you and talk about how you understand her so well
If you comply and your feelings for her are mutual, sheâll get even more obssesive
Itâll get to the point where sheâll have so many of your things she keeps safe in a box and will always fawn over them when you arenât looking
Sheâs less violent than Celica, but WAY more stalkerish/creepy
A powerpoint explaining necromancy in this AU. Getting my hands on those FE: Heroes Assets was lots of fun. It was going to be a bit darker originally (Azura was a lich, in that she had to kill herself to be able to do necromancy), but Iâm going to be gentle this time.
You can also read this on AO3, if the fonts too small.
Chapter 11 of the Fire emblem:if Nohr anthology!
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Chapter 11 of the Fire emblem:if Nohr anthology!
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Grandma
âGrandma!â
Corrin and Mikotoâs tea conversation was interrupted when Corrinâs little girl ran into the room. She made a beeline for her grandmother, expecting a hug. Mikoto smiled and scooped Kana up.
âHi Grandma!â
âHmhm. Hello, Kana. And how are you today?â
Kana gave Mikoto one of her signature smiles, the widest and happiest Corrin had ever seen. âI had a lot of fun today! Aunt Hinoka let me ride with her on a Pegasus! We flew so fast!â
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Omg someone else who loves panne!?!?! Cooould I plz have a scenario with Panne saving her s/o from some sort of danger?? Like getting captured by an enemy or something? Thank you! ^^
FIRST OFF I WANT TO APOLOGIZE TO EVERYONE WHOâS FOLLOWING ME BECAUSE IâVE BEEN WORKING ON THIS FOR A COUPLE DAYS OFF AND ON! THIS STORY IS 1,454 WORDS I DIDNâT MEAN FOR IT TO BE SO LONG!
(I love Panne so much thank you for the chance to write for my furry wife! Btw I wrote this from the perspective of a fellow taguel before they all went extinct so I hope you enjoy iy!!!)
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âStupid, stupid, stupid.â You kept repeating to yourself. She told you that you shouldnât go out wandering in the woods at night. Her tracking abilities are so much better than yours, she wouldâve been more careful.
She wouldnât have gotten stuck in a fucking bear trap.
Quickly looking left to right, you couldnât see any humans in the distance, thank Naga for that. You understood from Panne that humans enjoy hunting Taguel for sport, thatâs why your clan had been cut in half in the recent moons.
Sighing, you look down towards your injured ankle.
âCanât just wait around until morning to be found, Panne would be so upset.â
Stripping a piece of fabric from your clothing, you bundle it up and bite down on it, thinking to yourself that if you make any noises, you could attract unwanted visitors. With this leg, you wouldnât make it far on your own.
Taking a deep breath through your nose, you squat down to the trap and grab hold of the sides, feeling the warm stream of blood flow down your fingers and the cold metal cooling your hands.
âHere goes nothing,â you thought, tending up as you grip tighter on the trap.
Pulling the metal away as hard as you can, you let out a deep groan of intense pain, feeling the blood flow even faster as the trap slowly leaves your flesh. Not stopping, you continue to pull until the metal had been completely removed from your ankle and was flat against the ground.
Tears blocking your vision, you try to take a step on itâŚyour third mistake of the night.
Letting out a screeching yell,the rag falls out of your mouth onto the ground and your vision flashes with different colors, giving you a somewhat sense of relief, until you realizeâŚ
There are humans nearby. They heard you, and theyâre running to find you.
âFuckâŚfuck fuck fuck fuck,â you whisper to yourself, trying not to bring any more attention to yourself. If you run for the clan, the humans will be led to the last of the Taguels. If you run away from the clan, youâre dead.
âI hear it! Over there! Letâs get it men!â
ââŚshitâ you said aloud.
You can hear the sound of multiple pairs of feet hitting the ground in the distance, drunken voices accompanying them, no doubt armed and dangerous. You canât outrun them, not with this ankle, but maybe you can make as much of a distance as possible.
Taking a deep breath and stuffing the rag from the ground in your mouth, trying to ignore the leftover dirt, you start limping away as fast as you can, letting out deep groans of pain with every step. A static fills our vision as you attempt to stumble through the pain, getting closer and closer to passing out with every excruciating step.
You can hear a light buzzing far back, you couldnât tell what it was until-
*THWIP*
Pain erupted from in between your shoulder blades and you were knocked forward onto your hands and knees. You could feel the warm blood oozing down your back. Looking being you, you could barely see a lone arrow sticking out of your back, deep enough in your flesh that it was hard to view it from such an angle.
You needed to get back on your feet, you canât let these man-spawn be the end of you, not like the others. You finally stand up and managed to get back into a rhythm and then a couple meters ahead, you see a branch on the ground. Itâs just long enough that youâll need to go over it to continue. You ready yourself to go over it, trying to plan your steps so you donât lose any distance while crossing. Just cross it and you can keep running, just cross it, cross it, cross it!
âSHI-â
*THUMP*
Crashing to the ground, pain flows through your entire body, leaving you on the brink of unconsciousness as you look behind you to see how much time you had left before the drunken bastards reached you.
This was the end. You werenât making it out of this alive. You wouldnât see your family again, you wouldnât be able to run freely through the woods, you wonât be able to get your adrenaline from huntingâŚ
Youâll never see the love of your life again, oh Panne, you didnât want this.
As the group of armed men come in your line of sight, your vision begins to go black. The pain in your ankle has had yet to pass, and the loss of blood certainly isnât helpi-
âAway from my partner man-spawn!â
A large black figure jumps over and lands in front of you. Attempting to blink your vision back, you manage to make out the figure.
âPanneâŚâ you say weakly, struggling to remain concious as you realize that you may make it out alive yet.
She turns to you quickly, her chocolate brown hair flows in the night wind, eyes black as the night as they run over your form, widening as she looks down at your ankle. You swear that you could see the whites of her eyes fade away, but it couldâve been a trick of the light.
Growling loudly and facing the armed men, she yells into the night,
âYou dare injure my love?! I swear to Naga I will tear your soul from your bodies and rip them shred by shred!â
Pulling her Beaststone from her satchel, an intense multi-colored light engulfs her and hardens around her, encasing her in a caccoon that once visible immediately shatters, revealing her beast form in all of itâs glory.Â
Suddenly, she pounces on the group of men, who in an instant went from a drunken buzz, to a sober terror as they realized their mistake too late.
Your vision is fades in and out, so you canât see most of the action, but you assumed from the masculine screams of horror and the large quantities of blood hitting the dirt that you were going to be okay. You manage to pick out Panne in the action and manage to smile before finally passing out.
~
When you finally regain consciousness, the first thing to bless your ears is a quiet humming, a beautiful deep voice that resonated throughout the tent. Turning to the side, you see Panne, eyes closed and humming to herself to pass the time.
âPanne?â you manage to choke out, feeling the pain flow through your body, a reminder of your previous voyage.
Here eyes snap open, looking at you with bags under her eyes, had she not slept since you were injured? How long have you been out anyways?
â_____, thank Naga youâre awake, I was so worried.â
She clearly had been trying to remain calm for your sake, but that didnât stop the tears from flowing from her eyes as she held your arm for support. It hurt you to see her like this.
âPanne, please donât cry,â you ask, moving your hand up to wipe the tears from one of her eyes and holding her head in your hand. Moving her hand to yours and nuzzling into your touch, her tears began to run quicker, but on her face is a loving smile.
âYou were out for days _____, the clan elders were beginning to wonder whether or not you would ever wake up again. Rumors were being spread about you, that you had tried to attack a group of men and before you killed them all they retaliated.â
You were startled to say the least. Did your fellow Taguel truly think so little of you that they would believe you to attack a group of men aggravated?
Reading your expression, Panne sighed aloud, and looked into your eyes, her loving expression never failing to make you blush.
â____, love, itâs okay. I wonât let them spread any more lies about my lover.
If they do, theyâll have to answer to me.â
Breaking into a smile, you start to chuckle before breaking into complete laughter at her last remark. Eventually after realizing that you werenât being mean, she begins chuckling along with you.
âI suppose that may seem a little harsh, especially after last night, but I wonât let anyone harm my love.â
Finishing up your last bits of laughter, you look into her eyes once again.
âI know Panne, and Iâm the luckiest lady alive to have someone as wonderful as you for my lover.â
âI love you _____.â
âI love you too, Panneâ
ââŚbut why would you ever try to go inTO THE FOREST ALONE AT NIGHT??â