#reunion time

[snakeofgarlemald]

@lyon-beast-king​

“He went to see Noah......Pagaga, you both used the infoma.........you did, alright.......” So pulling both task without a hitch, it was damn miracle that they had worked out with little information with Dalmasca and it’s current events of the remaining IVth legion. Breaking Lyon out of prison was easy but getting to Noah should have been harder but then again, things changed as Menenius placed a hand on the burn as it flared a slight bit. Yet hearing from the lala that Lyon had killed Noah after talking with him, at this point he wasn’t surprised given what Noah had said about him from what Pagaga had said. “In that case, head on back since I’m sure Lyon would like a nice bath and a decent meal for once..... you know where the hide out is and where to land so see you both soon.” With that, he cut the linkpearl off as he gave out a shuddery breath since gods.....he was about to see the Beast King after half a year.....after his supposed death on the Dalriada....

- fateful day six months ago-

Having stumbled awake as he struggled to get up, the moment he heard the blast go off, he felt the adrenaline going through his body as it took him a second to realize that the lazer was heading straight for Lyon which meant.....oh no.... oh seven hells, he would lose the elder! “Lyon!” That was when his body started moving on his own and his mind then followed, the only thought at that time was ‘Protect Lyon’ and that’s it. Throwing his arms up as he watched the lazer blast incoming and wanted to chuckle as damn....he wished he could have had a final conversation with the elder instead of this being his end, he wished that they had a chance to show the beast king how much he loved him, how he meant the world to him. All those thoughts disappeared once he felt the blast hit him even if it was for the briefest of moments but gods.....he felt like Sautauvoir and Albeleo combined lite him on fire with their most powerful magic, piercing the armor like it was nothing and then....it was over. 

Smoke rose up around him as Menenius turned his head with what energy he had left, eyes blurring but enough to see that Lyon was unharmed, he was safe and he gave him one final gentle smile that he knew the other adored as the world started to black out. Lyon.... his love....if he could apologize and tell him that he loved him he would have but him moving his head took all the energy at that moment. And then....nothing, he assumed he heard screaming but honestly he didn’t remember. Though there had been a time when he woke up for the briefest of moments, even though the view was severely blurring and words were muffled, he could still make out Lyon and Pagaga as they were making plans? Honestly he couldn’t tell as he passed out right afterwards once more which he found out resulted in him being in a coma state for a good month.

- present day -

Breathing out, right.... they both would be here soon and perhaps making some food would be the best option, something light on his stomach until Lyon wanted more. Thankfully Pagaga had gone hunting the previous days so that helped out a lot. Lifting his hand up, they were shaking though from what? The nervousness of seeing the elder once more? Or him excited about the fact that he was going to be reunited with him once again? Either way....... he missed the beast king so much.

[f1--lover]

Valtteri's reunion with an old colleague from his Williams time

[nightlilly0110]

Qrow: Let’s play two truths and a lie. I’m 39, my eyes are grey, and one time I got framed for my boyfriend’s murder and got arrested because of it.

Raven: His eyes are red.

Tai: YOU WHAT?!?!

[wingsofwindrise]

@convivxncia​

How long had it been, since they last really spoke?

As much as she cherished her role as Falcon of the West, she had missed her human form. She missed walking the streets of Mondstadt, missed the feeling of the wind blowing through her hair-

Missed actually being able to speak with Venti.

...now, though...she could have all of that back.

Spotting her target right where she figured he’d be, Vennessa quickly descended, giving a harsh flap of her wings once she was close, in hopes that he’d hear it, before landing on a tree branch right above him.

Now, how to go about this, exactly...

[cometcalloway]

On his way back to meet up with Lothric, Lorian stops.  He sees what he’s almost positive is a person in the woods.  Dressed like the person they saw last night, as far as he could tell.  Someone in a cloak and a hood.

Prudence tells him to keep moving before they see him.  He doesn’t have his greatsword.  They could be armed.  He’s usually wise enough to retreat when retreating is called for, but the events of the past 24 hours have left him feeling small, very small indeed.  Being forcibly snatched to some new place, then always running away from everything, wouldn’t leave him feeling like himself.  It would hurt.  He already ran away once.

He shifts his weight from one leg to the other, bracing himself on his crutches.  He’ll watch until they notice him, he thinks.  Then they can decide what to do with each other.

Quelavah saw the most of Lorian when he was a small child, Gwynevere’s pride.  Oceiros was impatient to see him become a soldier, and he was soon shuffled to very different social spheres, where he spent most of his time from there on out.  Gwynevere confided in others now and then that it pained her to see him become so violent and cold.  As was the custom for men of status, Lorian wore his hair shoulder-length, and had a beard.  Right now, Lorian’s wearing what he wore to sleep, worn clothes and just the breastplate of his armor.  He doesn’t have a comb at the moment; his long hair isn’t all that much of a mess, but it’s more of a mess than he’d like it to be, so he tied it back to not call attention to it.  He’s also half his usual height.  He may be hard to recognize at a glance, but not impossible to recognize eventually.

The two remember Quelavah positively, as someone who took issue with Lothric’s assigned fate.  But that was many years ago, and if they expected to not see her again back home, they expect to see her here even less. 

@frostweaved

[lavendertwilight89]

DDW Preview for Chapter 7

Since I finally got the second part to What you Like out-- I am super close to finishing Chapter 7. Here’s a sneak peak :)

@superpixie42

Warning! Spoilers! 

Catch up here

Kagome watched as her mate made his way back to her. The younger Inuyasha stepped out from in front of her and without hesitation, her feet took flight. She ran as fast as she could to her mate. He caught her mid jump and held her closely as she cried his name over and over snuggling deeply into his chest, hands clenched tightly in his haori. His grip around her body shook from such fierce emotions being reunited with his Kagome. Her hands were brushing all over him after her initial grip broke as if making sure he was real, that he was actually there. He smiled at the thought of how desperate she was to make sure it was him when he exhaled hotly on her mark making her freeze and swallow her moan. His hands slid out from around her waist and shoulders as he cupped her face as his amber eyes met her teary coffee. He leaned down and gave her a hot kiss, lips demanding, affection seeking, dominating her being as her actual alpha. Showing everyone that she was indeed his. He was surprised how willing and needy she was in returning such an intimate gesture in front of everyone--she usually sat him or would pull away chastising him that he didn’t need to prove he ‘owned’ her. But as of right now, he was fairly certain she wasn’t even thinking about breathing; her thoughts from her spicy scent were consumed with only him.

Hopefully I can get this out at the end of today! Enjoy!

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[so-this-is-my-blog-i-guess]

So.

My high school class is planning our 40th reunion. It blows my mind that I graduated high school forty years ago. jeez.

Regardless. The reunion planners had started a Facebook group to discuss stuff and reacquaint us all before the big doings in October. I haven’t decided if I’m going to go or not as high school wasn’t exactly a good experience for me. But we’ve all been chatting in the group.

The thing that’s hit me most is how many of my classmates have already passed. And the most concerning was found out today. A lovely woman who I definitely remember from school had been missing for over a month. Today it was announced that her 23 year old daughter has been arrested for suspicion of murder. I’m having a hell of a time wrapping my head around this. Other classmates have passed from cancer and other relatively common issues. Another classmate disappeared thirty-five years ago, having last been seen with a man who died in jail while serving time for being a serial killer. But this sweet woman... this is really eating away at me.

I just keep shaking my head. It’s all just so unreal. :(

[ghostcat3000]

Hey, Druckies! Happy “It’s David!” Day! The drought is nearly over.