“Evfra’s single-minded dedication to his cause became evident when he
led a successful raid on a kett labor camp, liberating hundreds of
angaran prisoners before wiping out an entire battalion of kett. ”
Evfra. There’s a lot to be said about this badass dude. He’s
interesting if for the very fact that he;s known almost completely
anecdotally. Every angaran character has an opinion of him, it seems,
except for himself. He’s almost like a Chuck Norris joke, and probably
has a lot of outlandish untrue(?) stories about himself that only add to
But apparently the kett facility thing wasnt
fake, and he did liberate all those angara. So I kinda drew on that and
made a younger version of Evfra.
still chuggin’ along in my critical role marathon catch-up! I’m at like episode 77 but the bit in Ank’harel really got me good y’all i couldnt resist drawing the entirety of Vox Machina’s spontaneous spring-break-to-cancun wild ride
close your eyes (01) p: being unable to open their eyes for a few moments after
it was(n’t) hard to believe that you were up here.
by the balcony, feeling as the cold breeze brushes against your skin as if it’s a reminder you were out in the open. yet enclosed in the arms of the boy you love when he pulls you close, refusing to let you go.
you inhale through your nose, feeling as the air fills in your lungs with a hint of smoke infused in the atmosphere but a tinge of sweetness from taehyung when he’s pressed up to you against the railing. he was eager at first; excited to have you all on his own without anyone barging in halfway. no one to tell you what the standards of the society was - of who should date one another, who should love who.
it was absurd.
but out here with your arms around his neck as taehyung kisses you - initially fervent and needy, whining with desperation to feel your lips so hard that it’ll imprint on his lips to this slow, gentle movements that takes over when he reminds himself that you’re here with him.
no one else but him.
no one other than kim taehyung.
and that makes him break the kiss with a smile lingering on his face.
his eyes peek open after having them closed for so long, taking in the image of you that starts out rough before it focuses and he processes the sight of you breathing heavily with closed eyes. his smile grows wider, arms snaking around your waist to hug you and the feeling of leather stuck to his skin, pressed to yours, is the best feeling ever.
when your vision comes to, you’re deciphering the blurry sight of the one you love… that starts to become clear and it’s a box grin from your favorite boy.
“Are you gonna eat?” The pink haired barbarian asked, nodding toward the smoked boar that hung over his pit of fire.
Lucy quietly sat on the other side of his hut, with her knees tucked against her chest as she watched the fire crackle.
Her long silky hair now draped over her body, while she was also now covered in a thick fur pellet.
Her brown eyes met Natsu’s, and he wasn’t surprised to see the small bits of anger in her pupils.
“I told you. I’m not a pet.” Lucy spat, avoiding his gaze once more as she watched the pig roast.
No matter how delightful the pork smelled, she would not break.
“I’m not treating you like pet!” Natsu shot back, letting out a pained gasp at her accusations.
She raised a brow towards him before looking over to small corner of the home. He followed her line of vision to see the fluffy pile of fur and leaves along with a bowl of water that he had set up for her.
“Just uh…keeping you healthy.” Natsu laughed off awkwardly.
“I would be healthier back at my home. With my tribe.” She pouted.
“No. I told you, you’re mine.” Natsu scoffed, sounding like some spoiled toddler.
“I am a human being. You can’t keep me!” She shot back, removing her pellet to throw at his face.
Natsu gulped, quickly looking away from her newly exposed skin. He still doesn’t know how to resist her tantalizing female witchcraft, but he’ll get it down eventually.
“What? What’s wrong?” Lucy asked, face softening as Natsu became very red.
“Y-you’re skin.” He mumbled.
Lucy’s face hardened at the fact that he was still thinking inappropriate thoughts. How degrading.
However, she remembered how her tribe had almost destroyed this one with their feminine wiles, so maybe she could do the same.
Sure, Natsu was well-endowed enough to scare off her friends, but he lacked any brain power.
“What about my skin, Natsu?” She spoke, her voice reaching a low whisper.
His eyes widened at her sudden change of voice, now releasing small beads of sweat.
Lucy began crawling toward him seductively, watching as his eyes wandered uncontrollably over her body.
He began scurrying away from her, scooting further and further until his back hit the wall of his hut.
“I-its…everywhere.” He gulped, switching gazes between her eyes and her breasts.
“Do you not like it?” She pouted, leaning in further until her breath hit his face.
Natsu felt himself become dizzy with her scent as the smell of wild flowers and spring water entered his nose. Everything about her just smelled so sweat, and her creamy skin looked good enough that he could just bite it.
“I do. I don’t know why but I…do.” He gasped as she shimmied onto his lap.
There it was. That strange sensation that he felt when he touched her. It was so different but so good.
“Do you know why you want me?” She said, eyes lidding as her fingered ran up and down his chest, making him shiver underneath her.
Her fingers felt hot as they glided across his skin, causing the inside of his body to heat up as well as more sweat dripped down his arms and neck.
There was something about her that he needed to have. Something that made him burn.
“Your fire.” He gasped as she began placing small pecks on his neck.
She stopped her actions, eyeing him with confusion.
“What?” She asked.
“Your fire. Your…passion. You fight and you get angry and loud. You make me hot and you burn me but…in a good way. You’re warm. You’re strong. That’s why I want you…I think.” He said, avoiding her gaze as a light blush spread across his cheeks.
Lucy felt her heart jump, feeling it beat at 20
miles per second.
Lucy eyes met him in heartwarming gaze, leaning in to press her forehead against his.
Natsu’s eyes widened as he felt a strong pang in his chest, wanting nothing more than Lucy.
“You’re right. I am strong.” She smirked, and Natsu felt a sharp pain against his head.
He fell to his side, releasing a loud groan as he watched Lucy stand up.
She scavenged around his hut, quickly grabbing his scaled scarf and draping it over her neck.
“Hey! Ngh…t-thats mine….y-YOU’RE MINE!” He whined, unable to get off the ground.
“You want us? Come find us.” Lucy smiled, sauntering out of his hut as she swung the scarf around.
The last thing he saw was her warm brown eyes before he blacked out.
He would find her. Then make her his.That’s for sure.