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This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Friends

(Our party has stayed out late drinking and dancing and bar hopping in a new city and find their way into a busy tavern, where there is already an arm wrestling match going on. We spot a familiar face–Kari, an NPC former adventurer who currently works as an extremely skilled magic user and enchanter for armor and clothing. The paladin bard, spotting her and not exactly being the shy type, decides to go surprise her and say hello…)

Paladin Bard:As we walk in, half-in-the-bag already, and we see Kari, I reach over, take the pitcher –still in [Ranger]’s hand…I don’t pull it out of her hand, but I grab it over her hand and pull her hand up with mine and take a quick sip out of the pitcher–

Ranger: Hey!

Paladin Bard: –and wander right over and come up right behind Kari–

Warlock: “Wait…”

Ranger: “Is he…?”

Warlock: “Is he…trying to…?”

Ranger: “I don’t…NOOO! Noooo. Nooooooo.”

Paladin Bard: (ooc) I’m just saying hi. I come right up behind Kari and put a hand on her shoulder where she’s watchin’ the match and say “So, where’s your money at?”

DM: (grinning) …okay! Roll a Wisdom save.

Paladin Bard: …uh oh.

Warlock: (ooc) You startled her!

Paladin Bard: (ooc) Apparently!


Paladin Bard: 15! (proudly) Wisdom is a save I’m proficient in!

DM: So, you reach over and start saying that and as you touch, her hand slaps down on yours and she goes “HO!” and you’re rock still. You cannot move. You’re frozen in place.

Paladin Bard: Shit.

DM: (as Kari) “It’s…fuckin’ you!”

Warlock: (grinning) I go over and put an arm around his shoulder and say, “Good look on you.”

(Despite the initial startle, our paladin was released and we spent the night continuing to drink heavily and dance and overall cause a ruckus in the tavern with Kari. Good times, but I think our Paladin Bard learned a very important lesson about startling magic users that night)

“Oh my god, Genos! The baby moved!”

Commission for @bulecelup​! (M)Pregnant Fox Demon Genos and Saitama. Hope you like it!

With bonus drabble ♡ please don’t take this seriously, as I am not a writer. This is also unbetaed.

Contents: Alternate Universe, Mpreg, Fox-Demon!Genos, Priest/Monk!Saitama, 

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Cookies & Cream - a Kristanna Harvest Fest Fic

I come bearing a fluffy coffeeshop AU! Hopefully this will compensate for the pain I caused yesterday (and I really am very, sincerely sorry to anyone who found that fic upsetting, if you usually read my stuff and needed to skip it I totally understand <3). I promise that this is pure fluff! 

This is another story that started life as an anonymous inbox fic but was never finished, and it’s dedicated to @snowfjord​! I kept meaning to come back to it, but it never happened, and I meant to try to finish it as a regular fic for you birthday, and THAT never happened, but here it is now and happy belated birthday! I hope it’s worth the wait <3

The incredible @sargar3000​ contributed the beautiful artwork, because she is amazing <3 <3 <3 Please heap praise upon her!

  • Cookies & Cream
  • Rated G
  • Words: 5031
  • Prompt: Rain
  • Art by @sargar3000

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anonymous asked:

How would the boys and our marshal react to your blog? xD

Haha, omg okay- this is gonna be relatively short! But yeah, reactions none-the-less HAHAHA! <3

Not tagging anyone in this one because, well, this is seriously just crack HAHAHAHA!

Noctis: Hey… why are all my drabbles so much shorter than everyone else’s? Do you not think I’m interesting? Or is it because you’re protecting my privacy? I’m just going to pretend your protecting my privacy, otherwise I’m not going to be impressed. *keeps browsing till he gets to his smut* Oh… wow… okay that’s a long piece about me. Interesting… you know I’m a virgin, right? Like, it would be great if I COULD do all that stuff but… I can’t. Sorry Moosh. Also… Cor as a male stripper was something I DIDN’T EVER want to picture in my mind. Thanks a lot. *mentally scarred for life*

Prompto: Oooh, I’m your sunshine child?! YOU’RE GOING TO WRITE A FULL LENGTH FIC ABOUT ME?! MEEEE?! WOWEEEEEE! Thanks Moosh, you’re so nice to me! Am I going to get a happy ending? Am I? AM I? *Moosh stares at Prompto, looking uncomfortable. Prompto catches the hint and immediately changes the subject* Oh hey… what’s a smut? *read his smut* Erm… omg. I… um… wow. Wow. Wowowowowow. I should try that stuff when I get a girlfriend. Wow.

Gladio: *looks offended as he browses through my blog* WHY HAVE YOU NOT WRITTEN SMUT ABOUT ME YET?! LOOK AT ME- I’M FUCKING HOT STUFF. Why did Cor get to be the male stripper?! I could have been a kick-ass male stripper! *grumbles off, complaining to himself*

Ignis: *Ignis starts of smiling at all the fluffy headcanons about him* You really are fond of me, aren’t you? I mean, for someone who calls herself “the miss immortal”… hmmm, your angst pieces are also very evocative. I’m impressed. You reblog a lot of my pictures- I am humbled by your love- oh, what’s this? *inevitably clicks on the smut* Oh… my… Moosh you’ve got quite the… uh, imagination? Thank you for giving me so many charms in your writing. I just… um, this smut, as you call it: do you really see me as such an active lover? I’m not saying you’re wrong *winky face* but- it is really that obvious? *Moosh nods silently, still in awe that Ignis didn’t shove one of his daggers down her throat after he read the smut- Ignis sees a post about my plans for ‘The Rendezvous’* A threesome? With his Majesty? Interesting.

Cor: *Cor legit sputters a little when he sees the name of my blog LMAO* I’m humbled, thank you for your love for me… *sees that I was primarily an Iggy gal* Good. You have good taste. *Silently browses through papa!Cor content- smile grows on his face* Kari sounds like a handful. She also sounds adorable- where can I find this Karina Leonis child? *Cor reads the short sweet drabbles and stuff* You really hold me in his regard, don’t you? Also, I’m not sure cuddles are really my thing, but if you insist, I can work with that… *spots Leonheart series omg…* What’s this? *Moosh flushes beet red and tries to leave the room. It’s too late, Cor’s reading it. His eyes are widening and there’s a flush creeping up his neck* … damn. How did… you know I liked it rough? Also, I wish I’d thought of male stripper back then- maybe I wouldn’t have had to lose so much of my pay check to student debt…

The Jacket (Kya/Kari/Gladio)

For my dearest friend @themissimmortal who just reached 1,000 followers! AHHHH CONGRATS DEAR!!! 

This here story is including both mine and Moosh’s OC’s… both daughters of Cor Leonis. Most of y’all already know about Kya. Moosh and I talked yesterday and decided; Kari and Kya are half sisters! They are completely polar opposites and squabble constantly. They’re both very jealous of the other. Kya is jealous of the attention Cor bestows upon Kari. While, Kari is very jealous of Kya’s relationship with Gladio.

Also note I wrote this from Kya’s POV. So… her opinion of Kari are… no great ahahah.

I hope I wrote Kari accurately, Moosh! More importantly, I hope you enjoy itttt!!

Let me guys know what you think! I love hearing your feed back! <3

[TEXT from Kari Leonis]: Can you pick up some milk at the store? We’re running out and I wanted to make a cake for daddy :) Take as much time as you need! <3

[TEXT from Kari Leonis]: Ooo! Can you also pick me up some more ingredients? I need to make more potions for work! <3 xxxx

Kya rolled her eyes as she stared down at the message from her half sister yet again. A plastic grocery bag hung from her right hand and she held her phone steady in her left.

Why couldn’t she do it herself?

[TEXT from Kya Leonis]: Alright. But I’m stopping at Gladio’s before I come home. I left my jacket at his place and I gotta pick it up.

She sent that response nearly an hour ago.

There was no witty, sarcastic reply.
Only silence.

How out of character, yet it was such great relief.

Kya could hardly stand her little sister. From the very instant they met as children, Kya had a strong dislike for the girl. She knew that the feeling was mutual.

The two Leonis sister were total and complete polar opposites.

While Kari was out getting a tan, Kya was training.

While Kari was getting her nails done, Kya was putting her life on the line for the sake of the crown.

Kya saw her sister as nothing but a pampered princess, always willing to kiss the nearest ass to get whatever she wanted. Kari may hate confrontation, but she had many others ways to get her point across.

A calming sense washed over the twenty year old as she reached Gladio’s apartment door. Ever since Kya and Gladio started dating, Kari had no issue showing her jealousy.

Both the Leonis girls had an eye for Gladiolus Amicitia. They were constantly fighting for his attentions. When finally, Kya won him over. They were seventeen at the time… (Kari only sixteen) and still three years later their relationship was as strong as ever.

Gladio is the one thing Kari can’t have, Kya smiled coldly to herself as she slid Gladio’s spare key into the doorknob.

Gladio never had a problem with Kya dropping by unexpectedly… nor did he have a problem with her dropping by when he was not home.

[TEXT from Kya Leonis]: Stopping by to pick up my jacket. You home?

Like with Kari, Kya sent that message nearly an hour ago, but she recieved no response.  There wasn’t a doubt in her mind that Gladio was off with Noctis and the guys somewhere. Though she was disappointed she wouldn’t be able to indulge herself in some time with Gladio, Kya shrugged it off. They both were busy members of the Crownsguard. They had things to do. Important things to do.

Like… picking up milk for your half sister.  Kya sighed, laughing to herself. She pushed into Gladio’s apartment to find the lights on.

Hm. Maybe he is home.

Carefully shutting the door behind her, Kya proceeded into her boyfriend’s home.

“Gladio?” She called out, proceeding into the living room. Her steel blue eyes drifted to floor, finding several articles of clothing dispersed across the carpeting, leading back to Gladio’s bedroom.

Kya’s heart dropped to her stomach.

No. He wouldn’t. He wouldn’t cheat.

Would he?

Her conscious screamed at her to investigate further, while her heart begged her to turn around and leave. Ignorance is bliss after all, right?

She placed her grocery bag onto the coffee table, taking in a sharp breath as her eyes continued to observe the mess of clothes scattered across the floor.

She had to know.

Hesitantly, she took a step forward, following the trail of discarded clothing down the hallway. She awaited to for promiscuous sounds to begin to haunt her ear drums, but none came.  A tinge a relief washed over her.

“Gladio,” she muttered again, placing her hand on the door knob, and twisting it slightly.

Behind the door was the very sight Kya was dreading.

Kari was wrapped in Gladio’s strong, muscular arms, bare underneath the sheets of his bed. Their eyes were shut, light smiles gracing their lips.

Kya’s hand began to tremble as rage engulfed her. This couldn’t be real. It couldn’t. Gladio would never do this… he… he loved her. He loved Kya!

“Y-you…. you whore!”  Kya shrieked, unable to stifle her anger.  

Gladiolus and Kari shot up from the mattress, the sheets still covering their torsos. Gladio’s face flushed of color at the sight of Kya standing in his bedroom doorway.

“What the hell are you doing!?” Kya balled her hands into fists. “You… You—“ She stuttered, unable to collect her thoughts as they flashed through her mind at an overwhelming speed.

“Kya, wait, it’s not what it looks like,” Gladiolus began.

“What is it then?” Her steel blue eyes began to water with tears.

No response.

“Kya… I—“ Kari began, her face turning bright pink.

Shut up,” Kya snapped. “Ugh, I can’t believe this,” she muttered under her breath, averting her eyes to the ground. “How… how could you, Kari? How could you even consider doing this?” She seethed. “And you!” her eyes shot back to Gladio. “She’s my sister!”

“I didn’t intend for it to lead to this,” he said lowly, obviously ashamed by his actions.

“That’s hard to believe,” Kya scoffed, narrowing her eyes. “I’m leaving.”

“Wait, Kya,” Kari began. “I’m so sorry. I just… I… You know how much I like Gladio—“

“That doesn’t give you a right to sleep with my boyfriend, you whore!” A chill ran up Kya’s spine as anger only continue to fester through her body. “You’re lucky you’re my sister,” she said through her teeth. “I swear to the Six if weren’t for dad… I would break you.”

Fear flashed in Kari’s eyes.

Kya tense, letting her arms tremble before turning to exit the bedroom.

“We can talk this out Kya—“ Gladio called out from behind her.

His voice was nothing more than a muffled noise as Kya pushed herself from the apartment, not caring about her jacket that still inside. Several tears began to stream down her pale cheeks.

Those two deserve each other, she thought. They are nothing but scum.

insomniacapples  asked:

If the whole Cor reacting stoically but failing spectacularly from his smol bean choosing him over other prospects in life have anything to do with it! I'm surprised no one has ever shared that to be completely honest!

Omgosh yes I remember you mentioned this on one of my posts before! :D I shall write up a short drabble now <3

Tagging some pals: @blindbae, @nenoka, @itshaejinju, @lady-asuka, @cupnoodle-queen, @nifwrites, @alicemoonwonderland, @xalexanderxkozachenkox, @hypaalicious and @the-lucian-archives <3 :D

His Little Legacy

It was no big secret that Cor was expected to have a cute little boy, who was to grow into a formidable warrior just like this father. So when you gave birth to a beautiful baby girl, everyone the two of you knew were a little bit flabbergasted at the outcome of your pregnancy. Cor included. He’d had his heart set on having a little boy, because he wanted to train his boy to be his legacy- to train his boy to serve the royal family and to help him become wise before he rushed into battles that were not his to fight.

So that his legacy wouldn’t make the same mistakes he did.

However, a year after the birth of his daughter, Kari, short for Karina, Leonis- Cor was absolutely smitten with his daughter. There were often times where you would wake up in the middle of the night and find your daughter’s cot empty, panic endlessly, and then find the small infant resting soundly in her father’ strong arms. Cor absolutely adored his little princess.

And he’d made it clear to everyone at the Citadel that his baby girl was not going to have anything to do with combat or hunting. She was going to stay safe in her father’s arms- and that was that. You often chided Cor on his coddling of your baby girl, but he merely shrugged you off and insisted that Kari was just a baby and that it was his time to coddle her.

Presently, you were standing in a room full of familiar faces with Kari in your arms, dressed in a light purple party dress and a cute little tiara (courtesy of King Regis and Queen Aulea- who were also present at the family gathering). It was Kari’s very first birthday, and you wanted to perform a simple tradition which was supposed to predict your daughter’s future career path. You placed your daughter down onto the floor, gently letting her fall onto her hands and knees as you kneeled down beside her. You smiled kindly into her wide blue eyes- and nodded at the three items set out a few feet in front of her on the floor.

You glanced up at Cor, who had his arms folded against his chest- standing off to the side with an impassive look on his face. Catching your gaze, he offered you a small smile before he continued to stare critically at the three items placed before his baby girl. There was a toy microphone, an empty potion bottle, and some money. Cor desperately hoped that his little girl didn’t grab the obnoxious pink microphone- he didn’t want Kari to be out on the field, fighting her days away and putting herself in danger, but he also didn’t want her to be a short-lived teen pop-star.

“Kari,” you cheered softly, “time to pick one!” You gestured at the items on the floor with your hands. Kari let out a soft squeal and turned towards her three possible futures. You watched with bated breath as she glanced between all three options for a few moments before moving forward towards the obnoxious pink microphone with a happy grin on her cheeky face. You heard Cor mutter curses under his breath, and turned to shoot him an amused glare. “Cor, please! Don’t take this so seriously!” You stage-whispered, inciting a few chuckles from your guests. Cor frowned and stared down at his daughter, mentally willing her to pick anything, anything but the microphone.

And then, the Astrals answered his prayer.

His Kari giggled as she changed course, hearing her father’s low rumbles. She looked up at her towering father and giggled as she crawled quickly towards him and latched her tiny hands onto his black slacks. Cor’s face immediately softened into a smile as everyone in the room cooed in adoration.

“Cor, it seems the little lion decided she will be your legacy.” Regis rumbled with humour in his tone. Aulea nodded, grasping onto Regis’ arm with a fond smile on her face as she took in Kari’s adorable antics.

“She wants to be like her Papa.” Aulea said, smiling at you as you stood from your kneeling position. You beamed at the queen, also your friend, and nodded happily.

“I can’t think of any better outcome!” You glanced at Cor and smiled softly as you took in the sight of Cor pressing soft kisses to your daughter’s happy, content face. Cor noticed your gaze on him, and raised his steel blue eyes to meet yours. He smirked and gestured at the microphone that lay discarded on the ground.

“At least it wasn’t that Six-forsaken monstrosity. I would have asked for a re-draw.”