#and she tries to act unaffected (like he does)

[tardxsblues]

#it's the fact that her literal boyfriend is standing eight feet away #i just think about this a lot #it's just the way that she so stoically tries to save his life in the same way he's trying to save hers #(that doctorification piece again) #and she tries to act unaffected (like he does) #but that little moment when she looks back at him when he's walking away #and the kids and danny are talking about the government burning up the trees #but she's just looking at him and watching him disappear #it was just very heavy #don't even get me started on the way he watches her walk away #i still hate this episode though #doctor who #dwedit #dwgifs #dw companions #twelve #twelfth doctor #clara oswald #twelveclara #whouffaldi #dws8 #episode: in the forest of the night #peter capaldi #jenna coleman #gif warning #the colouring fought me like no other #i still can't look at this without my eye twitching

[madwomansapologist]

i love everybody because i love you

Meet Kind!Druid!Tav | More Weirdos | AO3

synopsis: It doesn't matter what their first impressions of you were, they certainly did not expect you to be so important in their lifes. And as the days passes, each one of your companions need to understand a simple fact: they love you. They all love you.

warnings: a sequel to that (you don't need to read if you don't want to). song "strawberry blond". companions (lae'zel, halsin) x druid!tav. background cast (alfira, mirkon, scratch, owlbear, shadowheart, astarion, wyll, mizora, karlach, minthara). lae'zel love language is pressing a dagger against your throat. i accidentaly made her somewhat a stalker?? there is a high chance minthara doesn't sound like her because i killed her like two onversations in. if you discover which animated character is my biggest inspiration for this tav i will give you a reward.

In a harsh world, people are supossed to shield themselfs from even the possibility of danger. Is the only rational response to the ambiguity of chaos. What those who crave to survive must learn, what those who deserve to survive must do.

You get stronger, so you won't feel pain. Because to feel pain is to remind your soul that one day your body will perish. To get stronger is to forget about the eventual end. Is to get protected from death itself, even if as just a concept.

When not even death can catch you, you're free. When you have nothing to love, nothing to care about, you are free. That's real strength. To be invulnerable. To have nothing to lose, no one close enough to ever hurt you.

Lae'zel lost the count on how many times you bleed. How many times you fell. Burned, drowned, exhausted in pain. Arrows crossed your chest, swords cut your legs, calloused hands stopped you from breathing.

You're somewhat good at hiding it. How much things can hurt you. When someone disrespect one of your companions, when people blame you for their fates, when you did everything you could and it wasn't enough. It hurts you in a different, worst way. She can see it on your face.

Maybe you could've earned a good end, if the world worked in a different way. A peaceful life, one fit for those who don't aspire greatness. But Lae'zel knew it was only a matter of time until the tadpole took control. She felt it on herself. Saw it on you.

No one would save her, no one would save any of you, but perhaps Lae'zel could. It was an merciful act. To end you first. You failed as a leader, but you tried. Then she'll go to the others, knowing she's brave enough to kill herself after.

She thought you had surrendered yourself to her. That you had come to the same conclusion. A wise druid, after all. Then Lae'zel felt. The cold thread against the base of her neck. A dagger she didn't saw coming.

"Step back," you ordered, voice unaffected. Lae'zel never heard you like that before. She had a dagger against your throat, but you spoke as if you rule the entire world.

"Chk, you think that tiny blade of yours will stop me from free..."

"What I think doesn't matter, but what I know does." Your eyes burned her skin. "You're stronger, I'm faster. I propose you a bet. If you kill me, go on with your plan. If I kill you, that's it. I won't kill them. I won't kill myself. Even if I can, even if I must. You would've died for nothing, forever ignorant if it was the right thing to do."

Lae'zel saw you barefoot at the Emerald Grove, applauding Alfira as she sang. Crossing the river by jumping from stone to stone, talking to Mirkon as if he wasn't a kid but a dear friend. How many times did Lae'zel found a bed shaped of you on the grass right next to where Scratch and Owlbear slept?

A sacreed deer, whose even blood is ever so sweet, howled like an wolf.

Would you turn into a mindflayer out of... stubbornness? Would you let the rest of your beloved party turn into something utterly disgusting, putting in danger all those people you swore to protect, just to prove a point?

Maybe you would. Maybe you wouldn't.

No one died that night.

You intrigued Lae'zel. Before you were her supposedly defenseless prey, and now you are the object of her curiosity. Lae'zel didn't understand you. And she craved to.

So she kept a close eye on you.

You bleed. All the fucking time. You bleed, and you wept. But everytime someone crushed you down, you rose up. For every tear that fall from your eyes, you made sure to smile. You survive, and you keep on doing it.

Strength and weakness merged in the warrior's mind. She knew what strength is, she can smell weakness from afar. Lae'zel was taught everything she was supossed to know.

But you were never the one to fit in old impervious notions.

Lae'zel saw you end a hyena's suffering without flinching, and you trying to hold on the wind when you were about to fall. She heard you helping a bird decorate its nest, and the breaking of a skull of someone brave enough to maim Shadowheart when she was near you.

You yelled at Astarion as he tried to stop you from helping gnomes. Helped Wyll with herbs for his pain after Mizora's trick. Helped Gale with dinner, putting a smile to the usually frowed wizard's face. Gave Karlach her first hug in years.

She saw your every movement. Lae'zel heard you laughing, saw you dancing, watched as you helped your new friends. Sometimes it felt as if you made white lines so she could follow you. So Lae'zel could see you being good, nice, decent. Being you in a way that showed her that no, you would've never let your companions turn into mindflayers. You were bluffing, and she fell for it.

At some point, it started to ache. Anytime you laugh at some tiefling's story, something inside Lae'zel burned. At night, she could picture your smile on her eyelids. When you call her name during battle, yelling instructions that somewhat always end in victory. When you look at her.

She can still see that fire. That same flame that stopped her from killing you right then and there. But diluted, controlled. And still, just as able of burning her entire soul. You have a fire contained within your gaze, and Lae'zel doesn't mind getting burned.

Maybe you're not that weak. And maybe she's not that strong.

She's not watching you anymore. Observing your every move so she can understand your mind. Not a prey, not a walking question mark. Lae'zel is purelly admiring.

For some, you came as a tempest. Slowly, without announce your intentions, your way of being embraced them.

A few flinched, scared of what that meant about them. That by admitting you're good despite it all means they could be good too. Some welcomed it, scared of what that meant about the world. If you're good despite everything that happened, then others could be too. Others chose not to.

But you stroke Halsin as a thunderstorm, just as quickly and fiercly. In such a dark time, you were a lighthouse. A shining light that blind at first, but embraces and comforts.

The grove was in danger, his life could end at any given moment, a goblin camp separated him from the world he worked so hard to protect. But your party helped him, and it gave Halsin the right amount of hope.

You asked him to stay behind, and he did so. Halsin wouldn't be able to control himself, and you didn't need all that attention. He was hopeful, not an idiot. But when Halsin heard screams from the room beside... Knowing that Minthara was there, Halsin couldn't help himself.

A wizard focused on the goblins. As he held them in place, a cleric made sure to end them. But at the other side of the room, the only other druid he saw in weeks had a dagger deep on her chest.

Minthara had you on your knees, her nails digging on the skin of your chin. A burning tiefling didn't knew a way to react that wouldn't end within that same blade slicing your throat. She waited for an order, an instruction of any kind, and Minthara realized that you were leading the rebels.

"Is that your leader?" Minthara looked at the tiefling. Her eyes were numb, bored even, but her grin was sharp. She forced to blade deeper. "A weak druid, barely able of helding a sword? Are you that desperate?"

You should've cried. You should've beg for mercy. You should've do anything, instead of laughing. Minthara glared at you, sure that you were reduced to a crazy, desperate animal. But when you bit her hand, blood staining your chin, you were more of a beast.

Minthara stumbled, and you pulled the blade she left on your shoulder. Blood ran down your side, but that didn't stopped you from rising up. Halsin don't think anything would've.

"Maybe you're right," you hissed. With her dagger on your left hand, you took your sword from the ground. "I'm not a fighter. I wasn't educate to control the Weave. I can't heal a thing. When I can't do something, I find someone that can. Without their help, I would be dead by now."

Halsin came here to act. To help, protect, kill. But all he could do, just like everyone else in that room, was to watch you. To look at your beaming smile, to see the blood on your teath, not even trying not to get blind by it.

"Why would anyone follow someone that professes to be so weak?" She looked at the wizard, a dead goblin at his feet, her brain thinking of all the ways she could defeat your party. "What can you do that give you the right to rule them?"

Your smile seemed to grow wider. "I can beat the shit out of you."

And beat the shit out of Minthara you did.

With a first impression like that, ain't no mistery why Halsin couldn't do anything but to stay with your party. But to go on with you, deafeting the Shadowcurse and exploring Baldur's Gate. But to see you shine, feel your warmth, and let it pull a string on his heart.

At the end, it didn't matter how it started. It didn't matter how much they fought the thought back. If they lied to themselfs, made you a villain on their minds, welcomed you with open arms.

You have their hearts. Simply as it can be. You have their hearts.

if you enjoyed, please reblog! i promise it makes a difference ♡

BALDUR'S GATE 3 TAGLIST: @citrusbunnies

@ madwomansapologist.tumblr.

#madwomansapologist #lae'zel #lae'zel bg3 #lae'zel x tav #lae'zel x reader #lae'zel of k'liir #halsin #halsin x reader #halsin bg3 #halsin x tav #halsin baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #bg3 tav #bg3 x reader #bg3 x tav #bg3 x you #kind!druid!tav #oc: liliana wilde #tavrem

[yes-i-write-fanfiction]

Heeeey… something kinda funny with the cannibal bot what if the cons were watching threw their own cells and seeing the crashing, and fear induced panic going on around the ship, seeing this bot in full predator mode? Obviously some would be amused but some of the more squimish might turn away if they actually see this freak get a hold of some poor bot.

-Megatron doesn't look away, doesn't flinch. While he's not really a fan of gore he can't appear squeamish, and so he observes it all with an air of indifference. More than the death and bloodshed, Megatron takes delight in the panic of the autobots. Seeing them run around with obvious fear on their face-plates makes him smile and even chuckle at times. Later on, he will commend the bot for their effective use of fear tactics against the enemy.

-Look, Starscream ain't afraid of some bloodshed or even exposed guts but even he shudders at the sight and sound of some bot being eaten alive. To mask his fear he chides the bot, telling them to eat in silence and to at least rip out the voicebox of their victim before they eat. Looks away when it happens.

-Depending on the personality, Blitzwing has slightly different reactions. Icy is indifferent and looks away simply because he finds it distasteful. Hothead is also mostly indifferent though he's a tiny bit disgusted and will voice that opinion. Meanwhile, Random is begging to be let out and allowed to participate in the fun. That looks yummy!

-Lugnut, while not really into their whole shtick, encourages the bot the whole time. Tells them to give the autobots hell and cheers when they take someone down. His opinion of this bot has gone from moderate to incredibly high.

-Like Lugnut, Shockwave is not really into the whole 'eating bots'-thing they have going on but he does appreciate how efficient they are. From pulling the power to slowly prowling the ship to instill fear and panic into the autobots, it's a good plan. Doesn't cringe when they attack and eat someone.

-Blackarachnia doesn't like it. She tries to appear indifferent and unaffected but every time she hears a scream of terror as the bot catches some unfortunate autobot, she flinches. She's no longer an autobot herself but the act of cannibalism, especially this sadistic example, sickens her. Looks away the entire time.

#transformers imagine #transformers animated #megatron #starscream #blitzwing #lugnut #shockwave #blackarachnia

[batwritings]

Brainrot time! I cant shake this scenario off my head:

Its spring, something in the air changes, flowers blossom, animals seem to be more active, all colors become brighter and senses seem to sharpen. There's almost an electricity in the air... and the hybrids of the smp feel this change. Of course they know what the season means, afterall spring is for breeding, as a matter of fact, most of them start to act... different. With more energy, some of them become particulary territorial, some of them become snappy. Some of them become extra clingy and some seem completly unaffected, until something makes them snap, the further into the breeding season, the more feral some thoughts become.

Everyone is deep down, waiting, holding their breath, the luckier hybrids have a partner to get through the season, but what about those unmated?

Feel free to add your thoughts if you want! About any hybrid you feel like it :]

[Ill probably add a more filthy follow up of this, if i muster up the courage]

BOY HOWDY DO I HAVE A LOT OF THOUGHTS ON THIS ONE.

I honestly am just gonna compile a list of people into this because I have MANY thoughts on this subject (partially from experience...um...don't ask unless you want to know ^^; ))

Dream- Starting strong, I fully believe this man is a hybrid of some kind, usually a ram. Usually would go to George and Sapnap for help during his ruts until he meets you. He was always incredibly meticulous about watching the days before his next cycle. Being in the prison was hell for him because he had no way of tracking the days and no you to help him through it. He'd rut against his pillow and whine your name, desperate to feel your touch to help his overheated, understimulated body.

George- A cat. You can't tell me this man wouldn't be a god-blessed cat. Now this does tend to mean a spiky cat dick, but he does do his best to make that process as painless for you as possible. During his ruts are about the only times he's not an absolute pillow prince and will fuck into for as long as you'll let him.

Sapnap- His touch can be rather dangerous if not monitored very closely during his breeding cycles. He has burnt you before during sex and he will absolutely tear into himself about it after. Think "I was too rough with you during my cycle and now you don't wanna be my mate," to the tune of that one Ozzy Osbourne TikTok. Honestly being with him during a rut is how you probably discovered your love of temperature play.

Awesamdude- Almost doesn't want you around during his ruts. Sam can get a bit violent, namely with his mating marks. In the early stages, he's more prone to exploding, which is part of why he doesn't want you near. But he knows better than most what it's like to go through a rut alone and eventually relents. He learns to to let off tiny explosions over one big one and both loves and hates the scars he's left on your skin.

Eret- I see her as a wither hybrid of sorts, and yes, Withers do go through mating cycles. She tries really hard not to touch you during this time as you WILL get withered. While it might not kill you, Eret still worries about hurting you in a state where he's not really in a position to help, brain too foggy to think of much but how you good you feel.

Foolish- The most violent honestly, namely because of how much he bites. And then, y'know, shark hybrid. Shark smell blood. It can...cause a bit of a frenzy. He will often try to breed you with both members because that's how he gets the most pleasure. He really enjoys the sight of you wearing his cum though as well, all stuffed full and carrying his scent.

Karl- Remember! Karl isn't human, so I would wager he does go through a form of mating cycle. He's more liable to showing his true form in this state, despite how he may have tried to hide it at first. He really likes to wrap you up in his arms and hold you close, both in and out of that form. His cycles don't last super long, but he's so foggy during them he doesn't always remember.

DreamXD- This absolute menace. XD will suppress himself for as long as physically possible before his body says "Look if you don't fuck right this second? We're gonna have a problem >:(". He knows he's allowed to let himself go with you and will honestly probably fuck you relentlessly in the days during his cycle. If you're okay with it, he'll probably go even if you pass out, but if not is more than okay with separating himself from you while you recover. You'll find him in the corner of the room, watching you with darkened green eyes as he waits for you to come to.

Schlatt (saved the best for last /hj)- Absolute menace number two. Schlatt however, is just endlessly horny. He will fuck you no matter where, or when in front of whoever if you're cool with that. During his ruts though? He's far more tender, far more sincere. While normally Schlatt can be pretty demanding and domineering, he shows his soft side during this time, how he craves to feel you take him and how desperately he wants to mate you and make you truly his. Maybe even start a family.

#bat writes #bat squeaks #anon response #dsmp smut #mcyt smut #dreamwastaken smut #georgenotfound smut #sapnap smut #eret smut #awesamdude smut #karl jacobs smut #dreamxd smut #schlatt smut #foolish smut

[darubyprincx]

list of hermits and empires characters who would do drugs and/or smoke cigarettes, ranked from most to least likely

that hermpires chainsmoker poll thats been going around kickstarted a discussion in my discord so i'm compiling the ideas here because honestly its hilarious

list under the cut. warning for... discussion of drugs and cigarettes. obviously

Fwhip: Definitely a chain smoker. Always has a pack in his pocket.

Iskall: that man's radioactive. she does not fear cigarettes. smokes regularly and is not bothered by it.

Cub: does so many weird drugs. high off something or other almost if not constantly i think

Ren: doesn't smoke but has the best weed on hermitcraft and you KNOW he uses it often

False: not exactly a chain smoker but smokes pretty often i think

Wels: maintains that he does NOT do anything of that sort thank you very much. Actually does. inhaling anything destroys him but he likes the taste and the high so he keeps going

Hypno: smokes everything but is pretty chill about it

Beef: also smokes everything and is even more chill about it

Stress: smokes poisonous mushrooms and is entirely unaffected.

Zedaph: definitely does some sort of drugs

Pearl: has a cigarette every now and then

Pix: also has a cigarette every now and then, not really his thing but he'll take one if offered (for esmp s1: i hold that pixandria has at least one hallucogenic that they keep for spiritual purposes but as the resident pixlriffs expert i also hold that pix got really stressed once, horfed an edible out of sheer desperation, and zoned back in in the middle of the night floating on his back in the river anxious out of his shit. he never touched anything of the sort ever again)

Joe: smokes only weed but does not smoke it often, only sometimes when offered

Katherine: smokes weed

Cleo: was a chainsmoker before s2, after that they got their act together

Impulse: not affected at all by anything (weed fumes give him slight headaches) and only does it when everyone else does because why not.

Bdubs: doesn't smoke (takes edibles very rarely) but rolls the best blunts

Lizzie: partakes sometimes but doesn't care for it

Joey: does drugs and smokes cigarettes in the presence of others just to look cool but actually gives zero shits about them

Xornoth: is always so smug about the fact that they smoke what they call "Evil Weed". fwhip steals some and tries it and it's literally just normal grass.

Mumbo: only smokes cigarettes and only when iskall's around. too anxious for drugs- tried weed once and saw the hat man and was shaking for three hours ljke a small dog afterwards

Joel: doesn't give two shits

Grian: nah

Hels: not interested

Sausage: can handle it pretty fine but stopped after he and joel had hermes because he didn't want to set a bad example for his kid

Scott: definitely some sort of drug dealer but i don't think he ever. does them himself?

Gem: doesn't because of concerns for her health, however in esmp s1 she smoked wizard weed (like gandalf) when the academy's paperwork piled too high for her to handle without help

Shelby: smoked weed but it made her really sick and after Katherine got mad at her for it she stopped. she's actually completely fine when it comes to everything else but she swore off trying so she never knew

Evil Xisuma: never did drugs or vaped with nicotine because the things they learned about addiction at school kept them up at night however they did vape water vapour.

Xisuma: has asthma

Jimmy: would quite literally die. Mans gets nauseous if there's a whiff of weed in the room he's in.

Jevin: eats cigarettes just to piss everybody off

#ray's tag #mcyt #drugs #cigarettes #not gonna maintag this because if a cc sees i will die #if god wants this post to blow up then He can have it reblogged by my mutuals as He intended

[windtowee]

Yuri! reader (from ddlc/Doki doki literature club) with muzan, kokushibo and Akaza? Yuri acts sophisticated and calm(as well as shy), but i believe it's an act so people don't think her to be foolish or weak minded. She has a favoritism to surreal sorts of art and literature, liking horror a lot. She sometimes demonstrates...questionable behaviors (likes decorative knives and uh... 'kept' the mc's pen.) and that stems from their lack of self-esteem and self-loathing. its a way of coping but if you look into it she sometimes can say harsh things and only realize how bad it was much later.

She has a penchant to self-harm, and when she's caught, the game glitches and it appears that time went back, and she acts like nothing like that happened- hiding their harmed arm along the way. Overall, this reader is odd and unsettling. But maybe that's ok, don't you think? not every reader has to be perfectly alright in the head.

A/n: this is a questionable reader but that’s okay. We’re all mentally unstable here anyways

Tw! Knifes, self harm, implied death

Romantic, headcannons

Gender neutral! Yuri! Reader

Kokushibo

He’s very concerned about you

He appreciates that you’re calm compared to all of the upper moons he had to deal with

He does notice that you cut yourself but he’s not gonna say anything

If you’re knifes are gone one day when you tried to do it, Kokushibo most likely had something to do about it

He doesn’t really register that some of the things you say are rude because he really doesn’t care

Akaza

He loves your calm attitude as dealing with Douma is a drag

He’s kinda freaked out by your knife collection

When he sees your scars from Self harm, he immediately asks about them

Which unfortunately led to you glitching out and things ‘Reseting’

It caused him to be a little bit paranoid around you

Muzan

He thinks of you as the perfect match due to your elegance

He is really interested in your knife collection though

He might turn you into a demon so that when you self harm, you immediately get healed and you won’t bleed to death

He is very unaffected by your unintentional rude comments

But if someone does have a problem with it then Muzan will deal with it, the one way he knows how

#kokushibo x reader #demon slayer x reader #kny x reader #muzan x reader #akaza x reader

[shutthehellurmouthbee]

I know the finale we focus a lot on Flint “waking up from a long nightmare” and readjusting to the daylight, but I think we forget about Silver’s.

From the beginning, Silver holds true to the belief that if he doesn’t care about or invest in the wellbeing of someone else, he can escape any situation unaffected. Unharmed. Silver, Mr. “She chose it. Guilt is natural. It also goes away, if you let it.”

This is a cold hearted way of thinking. It’s not hard to see he has a problem with commitment.

Additionally, Silver also says “I have an incredibly low tolerance for pain.” I think these too things go hand in hand. If I don’t care about someone, it won’t hurt as bad when they leave.

But then the most painful thing imaginable happens. He loses his leg. A reality he cannot escape from no matter how hard he tries. The loss of his leg acts as a wake up call to his feelings he’s repressed for so long. His lack of self worth, his hallow-ness, his guilt, his pain. It all becomes too much to bear.

I think the physical pain awakes his nerves to emotional pain. Now anything he feels, he feels too much. The fear of dying by Flint’s recklessness. The fear of the mess he’s gotten into. The fear of ending up like Randall. The longing to be known by someone. “Would I be enough for you?” The feelings of his partners. Feels the depths of Flint’s grief so intensely it almost drives him mad. Spirals once he’s lost Madi because it is the first time he’s felt loss in a long long time. Not only that but he finally feels the rage he initially had a hard time understanding about Flint and Thomas’ story. At the time he was too focused on Flint’s destructiveness as a stand-alone force. He did not comprehend it as grief and rage until he lost Madi.

Flint’s conversation with him sword-fighting in the finale basically adds up to “What are you running from?” Because he is hiding something from Flint. Hiding something from himself because it is too painful to bear. He does not form his identify in a coherent story like Flint does. He believes life to be a series of unending horrors with no purpose or underlying story.

Then Madi helps him resurface from the depths the pain has taken him to. As he finally begins to tolerate it in a healthy way, he finally warms up to the idea of creating a life for himself. A life with himself and Madi. But then he finally chooses, finally commits to something, and it ruins his life.

#putting this man under a microscope #black sails #john silver #rant post

[quicktosimp]

Girls Night

Kinktober Day 23 Ronal&Neytiri

Warnings: Biting, Blood Kink, Hair Pulling, Enemies to Lovers (Not Really), Cunnilingus, Tongue Fucking. Rough Play, (minor) choking, Jake and Tonowari Love Their Wives

A/N: I had a lot of fun writing this one. It is very plot heavy for the first half

Thank you @pandoraslxna, for putting this event together for us 💖

Divider by @plutism

“Would you do this for us, pretty girl, please?” Jake begs on his knees.

“We would be forever grateful for your assistance,” Tonowari muttered, standing behind Jake.

Pinching the bridge of my nose, I mutter, “ So let me get this straight because your wives are fighting instead of handling it yourselves. You want to gift me to them so they can use me for their carnal pleasures, and they’ll hopefully get along after? How does any of this make sense?” 

“They’re both onto you, and we think that they will put their differences aside in order to sleep with you.” Jake smiled uncertainly.

Tonowari steps in, “We have already tried sleep with each other's wives, but their quarrel does not lay with us, but each other. If they both sleep with you at the same time, then they will have to face one another in an intimate setting.”

I look between the two of them at their hopeful faces, “You do realize that if they don’t tear me apart during the process, I’m going to be a bloody mess at the least.” I sigh defeatedly, my dreams for a quiet night gone.

Tonowari chuckles, “Being with one of those women will guarantee bloody marks. I will make sure to pack Ronal a healing bag when she goes to meet you.” He runs his hand down my arm.

 “Pack a healing bag? Do you really think that’s a convincing argument?” I asked, bewildered. 

“Well, that may not be convincing, but you are going to have two territorial women, both eager to outdo each other and their goal is your pleasure, Sweetheart. They’re both gonna fight for your attention, and their weapon of choice will be pleasure.” Jake says, holding my hands.

Jake’s words affected me, heat traveling to my core, but I acted like I remained unaffected, “Why is this becoming a thing? The last three times you and Tonowari got into tiffs, you’re wives asked me individually to help state you, and now you two are throwing me at them? What kind of arrangement is this?” I bemoaned, utterly bewildered by these continuing events. 

Tonowari took one of my hands from Jake and brought it to his lips, “The same arrangement that keeps everyone calm and happy, the same arrangement where all of our children stay at your marui, or you children come to ours, the same arrangement were you sleep together on our sleeping mates between us. We could never make you choose between us, so we are happy with how things are.”

His earnest reply brought tears to my eyes. Knowing what he said was true.

As I blink back tears, I give them my answer, “Alright, eclipse sounds good. I have not slept with either Neytiri or Ronal yet. They both deserve my attention, too. I do not want them to think that I am not interested in them the same way. I want to give them my love.” I speak earnestly. 

“Thank you, Love,” Jake kisses me softly.

“Yes, thank you, Sumtsyìp,” Tonowari kisses me after, “Do not worry about the kids; Jake and I will care for them.” 

“Alright, but be warned, Enzo has been moody lately. He may do better if you stick him with Aonung.” I reference my youngest son, only two years old. 

A deep rumbling laugh came from Tonowari, “I have never seen something so small be so terrifying. But seeing Aonung taking on a more caring role is nice.” 

Jake matches Tonowari’s laugh, “Neteyam is still disgruntled that Enzo chose Aonung over him. He always watches them pouting.” 

“It doesn’t help that not one of my three kids chose him. My kids love Neteyam; there is no doubt about that, but none of them chose to cling to him.” I laugh, shaking my head.

“We’ll all sleep at our marui. That way, we can all be together when you three return.” Tonowari decided.

“If you want all nine kids under the same roof, then you will need as much luck as I do.” I mostly joke. Jake’s face went pale at the sight.

“Alright, you need to prepare for tonight, as do we. We will see you either late during eclipse or after.” Tonowari kisses me one last time before turning to leave.

“Good luck tonight. I will ensure Neytiri has a pouch of everything you need.” Jake kisses me after, holding me tight.

“Thank you, Love. I will need all the help I can get, being in between those impatient women.” 

Jake just laughs in response.

My marui is farther away from the hub of the village. Instead, I chose a smaller, secluded marui near some land. I have a small portion of isolated beach to myself and am able to grow human-safe food for my kids and me. Even a smaller marui is plenty big for four humans, but once I started hosting nightly sleepovers with the Sully kids, Aonung, Tsireya, and even Rotxo, I had to expand my marui. I moved my garden further away and added on to my marui to accommodate all the kids. 

While waiting for Ronal and Neytiri to arrive, I clean up any leftover clutter and move the furniture aside, giving a wide room to play with and making it easier to clean up after. While I had not slept with either of them yet, I had heard stories and knew that tonight would end in a huge mess. 

I sit on the dock leading from my marui, enjoying the gentle waves and the breeze when two presences sit on either side of me.

“The stars here are always so bright.” I start, not looking away, “I had never seen the stars before coming here. Earth is too polluted, smog covers the sky, and even sunny days are a rarity. I took up bioengineering and environmental studies, hoping that maybe I could make a difference and help save my world. But the RDA had other plans. They asked every scientist in my field of study to work for them, and if you disagreed, you were taken by force.” I explain, the thoughts weighing heavy on me.

“That’s how I got brought here, kicking and screaming. Two women were in the same boat as me, forced to work for them, but we were kept together. Kiana and Lethabo were headstrong women and damn good at what they do. Lethabo fell pregnant first, and Kiana fell pregnant four months later. Damn, did that tick off the higher-ups,” I smile at the memory of their fuming faces before my face turns sour, “Lethabo died while birthing Kagiso, he was a big baby she tore severely, and they couldn’t stop the bleeding in time. Kiana and I cared for him together while still forced to work for those bastards.” Tears fell from my eyes, remembering how the RDA doctor handed me Kagiso without a word before turning away.

“A couple of months later, Kiana gave birth to Dakila, who was the description of a bouncing baby boy. About two years later, there was talk about the RDA. That we needed to start a human population on Pandora, and many of the non-cooperative members were on the roster for impregnation. As Kiana had already given birth, they were going to wait until Dakila was older and didn’t need as much care. On the other hand, I hadn’t been pregnant, and they wanted to change that. Thankfully, many people, whether they were there willingly or not, hated this and would help sneak women birth control or give them their choice of man, whichever they preferred. There was a man there, part of the medical division. We had been seeing each other for a while and thought having a kid would have been wiser, so I slept with him, and the pregnancy test came back positive two weeks later. Having two two-year-olds and being pregnant was difficult, but things only got worse.” I swallow the lump in my throat, wiping at my tears, arms wrapped around me, one on each side.

“The higher-ups were worried that the kids would take after us and not want anything to do with the RDA. So they devised a ‘childcare’ system where all the staff would take the kids from the mothers and raise them.” A gasp leaves Neytiri, horrified by what she heard.

“So we planned an escape. It took months to get everything we needed. The biggest thing was the newest experimental drug, changing the human lungs to breathe Pandora’s air. It was the most painful thing I had ever been through, and we had to do it to our kids. I can never forget their screams.” My voice came out choked from my sobs.

“Finally, the day came, and we ran. We blew up labs and equipment. We killed as many loyal members of the RDA as we could. I was heavily pregnant, so my job was to escort the kids to a safe place. I carried Kagiso and Dakila and refused to let them go. My group was to never engage and hide at all costs. We were to regroup at the chosen location, but things went south. The RDA refused to take this standing down. They slaughtered us; hundreds of people were gone in seconds. I waited at the location with the kids, waiting for the 893 members of escapees to return. Only 93 made it back. Kiana wasn’t one of them. Neither was the man who got me pregnant. So I was alone, pregnant with two kids. I lost everyone that night. That was three years ago today.” I trail off.

“Oh, Yawne. You have seen too much,” Neytiri's voice was horce, as holds me closer.

Ronal does not say anything as she moves closer to me; her arm tightens around me, and tears fall into my hair.

“I was originally going to see if the kids could go with either of you, and I would stay here. But I’m glad I’m not going to be alone tonight, and I’m glad you two are here.” I admit. The ache in my heart was easing from their love. 

“Yawntutsyìp, we will always be here for you, and we will not leave you alone on this day again.” Ronal’s voice was firm, hiding her tears well. 

 “Thank you, my Loves,” I whisper, basking in their attention.

Neytiri and Ronal hold me as we watch the waves, the bioluminescent fish swimming around underneath us. This movement is sweet and heartful. It also shows that they can get along, and I remember the original plan. 

Sniffling, I ask, “Can we go into the marui? I have it set up for us.”

They unwind from me, helping me up. Walking hand in hand into my marui. They both seemed surprised by the looks of my marui, knowing that it was now or never.

“Ma Tìyawn, is everything alright?” Neytiri asks, confused.

“This is quite odd. Why is all of your furniture pushed aside? Were you thinking of expanding again?” Ronal asked, trying to make sense of the situation.

I giggle as I walk to the middle of the marui, slipping off the top that Tonowari had made me, exposing my breasts to them.

“I’ve heard rumors of you two, so I thought I’d make clean up easier.” I smile at them, beckoning them with my hand. 

 The two of them were shocked still, as their eyes dilated. Waiting for them to react, I continue to strip, uniting my tewng, leaving me bare in front of them. Ronal started forward, wrapping me in her arms kissing me hungrily. Another set of arms wrapped around my waist, Neytiri’s mouth working on my navel, placing open-mouthed kisses on me. I gasped into Ronal’s mouth, enjoying Neytiri’s mouth and tongue.

Not one to be outdone, Ronal’s hand travels to my breast, circling my nub in tantalizing circles, swiftly becoming a stiff peek in her hold. I moan at the dule stimulations as I fight on where to put my hands. One threads into Neytiri’s hair, while the other bends to hold Ronal’s face. 

 As Neytiri leaves more kisses, she opens her mouth wider before sinking her teeth into my hip.

Letting go of Ronal’s lips, I moan, “Tiri!” I knew it was coming, but the sharp pain giving way to a burn was unexpected. 

Neytiri holds her teeth there before sucking the skin into her mouth, undoubtedly leaving a dark purple mark there. She quickly moves to the fleshy part of my stomach, her sharp teeth easily breaking the skin. 

I pull at her hair, “Oh, Tiri,” I hiss, loving the painful pleasure. 

“You seem to be forgetting about me, Yawntutsyìp.” Nipping at the shell of my ear, warm liquid flowed down as she moved to my neck; giving it the same treatment, blood flowed down my neck and onto my chest. 

Through heavy eyes, Neytiri meets my own, sticking her tongue out and licking up the trail of blood before sealing my mouth in a kiss. The taste of my blood was on her tongue as she forced it into my mouth. She licks and sucks on my mouth feverishly, not giving me the time to breathe. Her tongue takes over my mouth,  not leaving a space untouched, as she pushes it down my throat. I gag around her tongue, and tears spring to my eyes, but the feeling goes straight to my core as I rub my thighs together. 

Ronal’s hand takes over mine, pulling Neytiri away from me, “Are you always such a savage?” She growled.

A deep hiss came from Neytiri as she flashed her blood-covered fangs at Ronal, “Maybe if you paid attention, you’d see that my Paskalin likes it.” 

 Ronal bared her teeth at Neytiri’s challenge, “Our Syulang is still a tawtute. Small and fragile, I will not see you choking her again,” Ronal demanded.

“Ronal, it is okay,” I turn her face to look at me, “Jake and Tonowari do worse,” I explain calmly.

She huffed at my response, “That may have been more convincing if your mouth wasn’t covered in blood.” Ronal used her other hand to wipe the blood off my chin and lips.

“Please, Ronal, let go of Neytiri and check that her words are true.” I pout at her, widening my eyes.

Ronal let go of Neytiri’s hair, kneeling on the floor between my legs. She bent me over, so I grabbed onto Neytiri’s shoulders for balance, my tits hanging in front of her face. Ronal spread my legs wide. 

“It’s been a while since I’ve been down here. It's quite a different sight since giving birth,” Ronal muttered, parting my folds with her finger, “As much as I would love you to be with child again, I must say this is a pretty sight.” Before she licks a stripe from my clit to my hole.

“Oh!” I shouted, but I didn’t expect her tongue already.

I push my cunt into Ronal’s face, wanting more of her tongue. Ronal gives it eagerly as she focuses on my clit, sucking it into her mouth.

‘Oh fuck, Ronal, that’s good.” I moan, clawing at Neytiri’s shoulders.

Ronal pulls away from my clit with a pop, “See Neytiri, this is how you treat our tawtute.” I could feel her smirk on my folds before she nipped them. 

I buck my hips at the stimulation, but Ronal simply grabs them, holding me in place.

“Is Ronal being mean to you, Yawne? How about I play with your pretty tits until she gives it up to me?”  Neytiri teased, taking one of my nipples in her mouth.

 Bombarded by them both, Ronal continues to switch between possessive licks and harsh nips while Neytiri suckles on my tit, her teeth following soon after, leaving a ring of teeth marks in her wake. I can hear the sounds of Ronal slurping at my pussy, soaked from their actions and still needing more. 

“Please! No more teasing!” I whine. 

Both of them chuckle at me before eating me like I was their last meal. Ronal pushed my hips forward before bullying her tongue into my cunt, the thick, long appendage sinking deeper than my fingers could ever reach as she suctioned her mouth around the rest of my cunt, pulling on my folds and clit in the process. Neytiri moved back to my mouth, tongue fucking it while her fingers played with my nipples. She pinched, pulled, and sucked at my nipples as her tongue pushed down my throat again. Ready for this time, I suck on her blood-soaked tongue. 

I rock my body between them as they bring me closer to my high, overstimulating my body.  Ronal’s tongue pistons in and out of me, suckling on my swollen clit; my folds are throbbing from the marks she left there earlier as she pulls on them repeatedly. My thighs start to shake as my climax nears. I moan and yell into Neytiri’s mouth. She only chuckles at my plight before twisting my nipples as Ronal nips at my clit. My knees gave out as my climax hit me. Ronal was able to hold me up with ease as she continued her onslaught, refusing to let me go for a second of my high. I fought to get my cunt away from Ronal’s mouth, crying as the pleasure became too much. Neytiri pulled me away from her, cradling me to her chest.

“And you call me the savage? Yawntutsyìp was begging to get away from you.” Neytiri snarled.

“She was fine; I was going to pull another orgasm from her before you stopped me,” She hissed back.

“Both of you enough.” I demand, “Just give me a minute to relax, and we can go again. Just please, no more fighting,” I trail off into begging. 

They stand there looking at me before looking at each other as they seem to come to an agreement.

“Alright, Sumtsyìp. We will get along just for you,” Ronal agreed, curling around me in front of Neytiri. 

“But as soon as you are relaxed, we won't be stopping until your floor is soaked,” Neytiti trails off with a sharp grin.

#avatar #lunaskinktober2023 #atwow #avatar way of water #kinktober #smut #neytiri x y/n #neytiri #neytiri x reader #neytiri te tskaha mo'at'ite #neytiri sully #ronal x you #ronal x reader #ronal avatar

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Well alright, someone said yes, so I’ll post the designs

Warning, these are kind of old and not very good art. Or maybe I’m just being self critical, some of it I think still looks neat

Let’s start with the ones that I made look cool and drew both the Stand Human and Human Stand

Unfortunately I could never figure out a Stand design for Okuyasu, so he only has his half done

Why does the lettering actually look kind of cool…like it doesn’t look half assed at all like it normally does. Maybe because I was intentionally trying to make it look cool

I made Joseph a scarf because I remember his scarf being a notable part of his design. Also Hermit Purple was vines, so equal treatment

Giorno looks like that because I recall at the time some people saying how Golden Experience looked like young Haruno but GER looked more like current day Giorno, so I kind of took that idea and made him look like Haruno, though maybe I took things too literal. Also that’s why Oro looks like GER. Also Oro is supposed to have a somewhat unsettling stare, since people say GER looks kind of creepy

Also another thing I want to mention about Polnareff, specifically his name, so that’s not an 80s song, that’s from 2014, it’s the name of a song from a French artist I liked. So realistically it probably wouldn’t be used but I thought it sounded cool. And hey, the song itself samples a Michael Jackson song, so eh?

Anyways, so something I should mention about this style, so at the time I was obsessed with this other artist’s, @droolingdemon style, and I tried desperately to recreate it. I think by this point I just tried to integrate it with my current style, but that’s why the art style looks the way it does. I might make another post about the subject on its own though

Anyways, onto the Chibi style Stand humanizations

I’ll just list some things I remember from their characters

So I did eventually consider turning Purple Haze into a dog, I think specifically a greyhound, but I didn’t know how to draw dogs, so that never happened

Stone Free never takes off those sunglasses and never lets anyone see what she looks like under them. As it turns out, she’s actually blind, and this would be revealed around the snail part in the story (assuming there are still snails), as she’s unaffected, and I believe she’s told to drive a car because of it, but she can’t, and when asked why, she says it’s because she’s blind (and that this was probably a bad time to relay that info)

The three in the last pic are all different characters who end up sharing the same Stand as it gets passed around between them. Whitesnake is part of the prison staff, C-Moon is just an unfortunate young lady who just happens to get stuck with the Stand after something happens to Whitesnake, and Made in Heaven is I think a horse rider who gets the Stand from C-Moon, probably forcibly taking it from her (and she likely dies) as he knows what it is. Also, Whitesnake and Made in Heaven were dating

Oh yeah, also the first Standswap art I did, which was also Chibi style, I just singled it out because of that

Featuring Star Platinum and The World. Not sure I ever found a definitive design for The World, but maybe I did in my sketchbook

Anyways, so then we have some random headshot ones I did

Let’s see, in the first one we have GER looking ominous, Purple Haze, the blushing one is Tusk Act 1, and buns is Ball Breaker. Then for the second one we have Whitesnake, Under World, Killer Queen and Scary Monsters

I believe one thing I did for the Part 7 swap storyline was to have Tusk have a journey of slowly transitioning from a woman as Act 1 to a man as Act 4. I know I’ve drawn Act 4 Tusk but I think it was in my sketchbook, so I cannot show it. Also I believe Ball Breaker was trans too, just male to female, and where Tusk got the idea that you can just be your preferred gender if you want. Also note that at the time, I did not actually really understand how transitioning worked. Though to be honest, I think the main thing was that I didn’t know hormones existed, or that transitioning could be more than just making yourself look like your preferred gender

Anyways, on to Scary Monsters. I believe he rode horseback without a saddle. Also, he started out with one Stand (Dr Ferdinand) but then got another (Diego)

Then with Killer Queen, I believe he was a mute cop. But also secretly a serial killer. Also he might have had a cat like face

And yeah, I think that’s about it, hope you liked it

#I do still like some of these designs #also I still stand by that the Jotaro Standswap one looks great #do I tag all the characters? #eh why not? #but I’ll be tagging the users not the Stands #jojo’s bizzare adventure #jjba #standswap #joseph joestar #giorno giovanna #jotaro kujo #jean pierre polnareff #okuyasu nijimura #diavolo jojo #pannacotta fugo #trish una #leone abbacchio #bruno bucciarati #rohan kishibe #ermes costello #jolyne cujoh #muhammad avdol #enrico pucci #dio brando #johnny joestar #gyro zeppeli #donatello versus #yoshikage kira #diego brando #my art

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Chapter 1: Shifting and Moping for Lost Hope part 1

After having less than the recommended number of hours of sleep, I went to tell DK my conversation with Chocomonio. Him obviously being concerned.

“So what you’re saying is that this ‘Chocomonio’ person told you that two rooms have vents that connect to each other. I supposed that makes sense. Dero and Celeernyx did mention a way of transportation…”

“Okay I’m getting tired DK, Who are these people?”

“Verin, calm down. They're also Participants.”

“Ugh, Yeah sorry. I just feel like absolute trash.”

So one day until the poison kicks in and kills everybody but us four…. Wait.. didn’t Monodoo say that two rooms will be unaffected?

“DK… are you aware of how many rooms there are?”

“At least four.”

“Two rooms will be spared of poison.”

“And we were put in groups of four… 16 in total”

As silence falls between me and DK. we’ve come to a horrible realization.

What if Monodoo makes us continue killing each other?

“HEY!!! Archie found something. Looks like a key! Come here, Dolly and Archie will be waiting!!” Dolly yelled, thank god she was here. Morale would have dropped much quicker if she wasn't.

“We’re coming!!... Come on DK”

“... I’ll be following.”

Without DK I ran to where Archie and Dolly were. As I looked over them I saw a red key. It looks off though, Like it was taken straight out of a children's book.

“I found it near the monitor, It appeared overnight.”

“Dolly can see that. It wasn't here yesterday.”

Maybe Monodoo put it there? But how can he get in here? I have too many questions and no answers.

 “Let's use the key already! Dolly wants out of here!”

“Dolly, please wait! For all we know it could be a trap!” Archie pleaded.

“Well we don't know if we dont try!!”  

“Fine… let's go to the door first.”

Archie,Dolly and Me went to the door locking us here. It really doesn't make sense, I mean a key looking like it was stolen from a cartoon can open an attack proof metal door?-

*CREAK*

“….What?! How did it open?” I yelled.

“Look, Verin I don’t know either! The key looked really fake so I thought it was a trap!” Archie tried to explain

“Yay, The door opened! Wait for Dolly, Dolly will get Sir Dragon Knight!”

.....

So… we are out? 

.....

“DOTTY, I SWEAR TO NOVA, OR VOID OR WHOEVER, JUST STOP BOTHERING BLOSSOM DEE!!”

I turned my head as I saw 12? Maybe 10 more people come out of metal doors like ours, they must be the other participants.

“Okay! Dolly is back with DK! Hmm? Who are they?”

Suddenly DK pops out behind her.

“Those are the other participants Dolly, now if you will excuse me, I need to talk to somebody.”

"DK... Are you ok?" I questioned

"Yes, Now please leave me alone..."

I don’t know for sure… but DK is acting weird, I should leave him alone for now though. Maybe one of those guys that he mentioned wanted to talk?

Can I talk to Chocomoinio? I can see what it looks like now.

“Dolly, Archie. I also got places to be- Dolly, where’s Archie?”

“Archie went to Fylass, Dolly also wants to talk to someone soooo… Buh bye Verin!!”

And Dolly ran off, I wonder who does she want to talk to. But now’s not the time, I got to find Chocomonio!

As I traversed through the small crowd, then I heard a shout..

“Yo Veri! Where are you?” A familiar voice

“Choco? Is that you?” 

“Yep, and I’m right behind ya!”

Excited, I turned around quickly to see… a Yellow cat-like lady in a royal looking kimono, Not really what I expected…

“HI!!!!!!..Hmm? Oh ya fell for my facade? Wait let me turn back.”

Suddenly a blackish goo covered the lady and transformed into a small puffball with pink hair and lots of eyes…that are also pink.

“Here I am in all my glory! Sooo.. how’s it been going?”

“Not the best. I’m also confused… I mean did everyone get those weird keys?”

“Yeah, Techno found ours when she was on night watch. I have no idea where she is. I think she also switched ‘bodies’ with Lyx”

Man, there are so many names to keep track of. And why did Choco do air quotes when referring to those two guys switching bodies?

“Hey! while the more mature guys find out whatever is happening, wanna explore and talk to the others?”

“What about you Choco?”

“I’ma annoy Blossom with Dotty. Those two seem to hate each other, Weeeellll maybe only Blossom hates Dotty. Welp, I’ll be taking my leave now. See you later Verin.”

Okay, I’m a bit far behind the social game. I should introduce myself to the rest of the group-

“Hey! Rotten orange peel!” A girl a bit shorter than me ran up to me out of breath. She looks like Knuckle Joe. I wonder what he's doing right now.

“Have you seen a blind purple bat-like girl with a broken leg?” She seems desperate…

“Jill, please don't refer to the girl as ‘Rotten orange peel’!”

“I Don’t Give A Shit, Vibrato! I’m trying to find Bliees!”

I.. should leave these two to argue, I’ll go find others to introduce myself to.

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Oof, sorry if this seems rushed. its been a stressful two months. part two will be coming soon I hope.

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I think thats everyone, if I didnt tag you and your character is in this part then please dm me!

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Catrat Lore 0.5: before the personal story (Lu's side)

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21 years before the start of the personal story, the Ash Legion Shade warband is wiped out during a mission with the exception of their gadgeteer Viatrix Shademaker.

Adrift without her band, she goes AWOL, picking up odds jobs in Lion's Arch to fill the void until the Order of Whispers snatches her up.

A few years into her position as Creator she volunteers for an extended undercover mission deep in Flame territory to keep an eye on Baelfire's movements. While there she catches wind of a shaman vying for more influence and his...questionable experiment. And Vi is willing to do anything for the good of the mission.

Lucasta is born to Viatrix and this shaman, Oryen, not long after.

Life is as emotionally damaging as one would expect for a female charr in the Flame Legion. It's drilled into Lu's head basically from the jump that her purpose is to serve. She will cook. She will clean. She will bare cubs when she comes of age. Her own personal needs and wants aren't even secondary, they're quaternary.

And it quickly becomes apparent that Lu is perhaps in an even worse situation than usual. Her sire's "experiment" involves the breeding of new and novel magical abilities, and Lu just happened to be one of the few "major successes". She's now a bartering chip. A prominent data point. And when she grows up, is expected to produce many more data points for Oryen's grand project.

That's what she was born to do, to be useful.

Despite her best attempts, Vi cannot protect her daughter from the deluge of comments and expectations that are thrown her way. There are some things, Vi realizes, that she will not do for the good of a mission. So she begins to add basic Ash Legion stealth to their secret tinkering lessons.

When Lu is 7 years old, Viatrix decides it's finally time. She can't leave, but that doesn't mean her daughter can't have a better life. She makes contact with a fellow undercover Whispers agent and plans Lu's escape. Vi sends her off with the agent, a male charr posing as a Flame scout, tells Lu to remember her lessons, and promises they will see each other again soon.

Vi is lying.

Just a few steps from freedom, at the very edge of Flame territory, Lu and her escort are stopped by a patrol. When the agent cannot talk his way out of their predicament he urges Lu to run. And she does, stopping only to conceal herself in the thick underbrush that dot the landscape when she hears movement (just like her mother taught her).

She's close to collapsing from exhaustion when she finally reaches an asuran gate. She slumps to the floor and waits for her mother to show up. Because surely, she will show up. After nearly half a day of waiting, it begins to dawn on Lucasta that she is now completely alone. Nobody is coming for her.

Lu is miserable, hungry, and terrified, but more importantly she's broke and can't afford the fee to use the gate. She slips into one of the crates on a passing merchant's wagon and ends up not in the Black Citadel as intended, but Rata Sum. It's not long after that Professor Gorr finds the cub huddled in a corner, crying, and takes her in.

After a few months of wariness, Lu begins to adjust to her new life with the asura. She's given side eyes from onlookers, but Gorr provides her with the kind of love and attention that she had only received from her mother previously. And! She's allowed to do things! Things she never was able to do before! To learn! To create! To ask questions (and BOY does she have a lot of questions)! Lu definitely begins to flourish in her new environment, but that doesn't mean the lessons she learned in Flame don't still have their hooks in her.

Lu thinks she's unaffected. And she certainly tries to act like it. But her worldview and sense of self were fundamentally altered. She doesn't have to serve as she once was expected to, and now she can tinker and invent! Isn't that useful of her?

As she grows up, Lu wears a carefully manufactured mask of her own design, and most of the time she isn't even aware of it. She has an expertly cultivated version of herself she shows to people, even people she cares about. She wouldn't want to burden them with negativity. It's not about her. It was never about her.

#catrat lore #catrat study guide

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if the reason why Marinette become control freak is because the trauma she had in derision (still think it's BS ngl), then what could possibly caused her to think of Adrien as... An object? Idk, I don't think it's something that can be caused by ADHD, it does howvee make it obvious that she's self centered. Although usually people become self centered because they have insecurity related to an inability to love and being loved, which odly is something that Adrien should have than Marinette considering the people around her definitely love her and they're openly show it.

I just find it's odd the one who have this load of trauma and become self centered is Marinette, not adrien. I mean if idk about the miraculous and just know character from their trait I'd say the one who hass abusive family is Marinette. Which is odd considering the one who act more normal, (outside of Adrien fawning tendency and depresion, is the one who's whole life is centered around abuse and gaslighting. But then again I'm not psychiatrist nor am I good at reading people so I could be wrong. 🤷‍♀️

Apparently, her being pranked led to her thinking that she has to know everything about any boy she likes to the degree that she'll stalk them. Which is some BS right there. Honestly, Derision is one of the worst episodes to ever come out of this show and should be forgotten forever. I don't consider it when I analyze any character, because it just makes them all look bad.

But to answer your question, you're right that Marinette grew up in a loving home. But that's not always enough to erase someone's insecurities. Marinette can be self-centered and can often be inconsiderate of others' points of view, but that's a realistic flaw and it's pretty common. I personally don't think it's anything more than "Marinette can be too focused on what's right in front of her and what her problems are that she neglects to consider the people around her sometimes." Marinette is pretty insecure and anxious, of course it's understandable that she isn't the best at being able to get out of her own head sometimes. It doesn't really make her a bad person or anything at all, it's just something she needs to work on a little. I personally found it very relatable (for the first 3 seasons anyway, until the narrative starts to justify her every mistake).

I also don't think Marinette thinks of Adrien as an object per se, but she doesn't really know him as anything more than Mr. Perfect either. And that's not really her fault entirely. Sure, she doesn't really put in the effort to get to know him, but Adrien is also very closed off. I think it's unfair to expect that Marinette should not be self-centered, but Adrien should be because Adrien has more trauma. People react to different things in different ways. Adrien's trauma manifests in different ways and he has different ways of coping. I don't think it's right to say that he acts less traumatized than her, because... he doesn't. He fawns, he masks his true feelings and tries to be perfect. Just because he is more reserved as opposed to Marinette being more expressive doesn't mean he doesn't also have trauma or that he is somehow unaffected by it. I think it's rather reductive to expect that victims have to act a certain way and have to be affected in a certain way for it to be understandable that they are traumatized or hurt (this isn't directed at you specifically anon, I'm just saying). People react differently to trauma and there is no one universal experience.

Thank you for your ask!

#MLB #Miraculous Ladybug #Adrien Agreste #Marinette Dupain Cheng #Ladybug #Chat Noir #Meta #My meta #Asks #ML Salt

[hopelesslyfallenninlove]

Larissa Weems x Reader Chapter 2: Why is this my life?

My alarm goes off and I start to get ready for the day. My meeting is at 1:30pm so I have some time to organize my classroom. The clock hits 1:15pm and I start to make my way to the headmistress’s office. I don't even look at the name I just knock and when I hear a come in I walk in. As soon as my eyes land on my boss my heart drops to my stomach, it's Larissa. "So... guess you're my boss" I say in a small voice. Larissa finally looks up and her mouth drops. She does not look happy. She quickly puts on a smile and gestures to the seat across from her desk. I go to say something but quickly get cut off by her hand.

"Look, first things first whatever happened between us stops now. If I had known, you were the new teacher I would have never flirted or let you kiss me yesterday." My heart continues to drop further and further; I can feel tears starting to well in my eyes but I quickly will them away. She doesn't get to see me cry. "So that means that our date we had set for tonight will no longer happen. Now that that is settled, have you gotten settled and acquainted yourself with the school. The children will get here next week Monday in 6 days." Larissa doesn't even seem phased I thought we had a connection why is she not feeling the same as me? I think to myself. I quickly calm myself before answering.

"Yes, Principle Weems. I am all settled in and prepared for the children to arrive on Monday." I say in a quiet flat tone.

"Y/N, I'm sorry, I do hope you understand. I hope we can work with each other and become friends, and please call me Larissa when we are alone." Larissa softly says making me feel worse.

"It's fine, Principle Weems and yeah maybe." With that I get up and walk to my room. As soon as I close that door I allow the tears to fall and I myself fall to the ground in front of the door. Sure the one person that I actually fall for is my boss and she says that we can't see each other anymore. Why is my life always like this just a disappointment? I calm down after a while and go into my bathroom to shower again. I get dressed in clothes to start a little gardening in my classroom and the greenhouse, I just need to get out of my head. I get to my classroom fixing up the flowers and some herbs as well, and do the same in the greenhouse. I see a broken bench in the back of the greenhouse and decide to fix it up. I look for a groundskeeper and ask for some tools. As I am waiting outside for him to come back out with the tools I see Larissa walking around. She still looks so unaffected, as soon as she sees me she tries to walk over to me but the groundskeeper comes back with the tools and said I can just leave them outside once I'm done. He leaves and Larissa still is walking up to me, I turn around and go into the greenhouse. I quickly turn into a bird a Raven to be exact before she enters. I am just hanging out on the truss of the greenhouse, Larissa looks around and seems stumped. Her shoulders fall and she walks out I wait for a little bit before flying back to the ground and changing back into myself. I let out a big breath and fix the bench up. I leave the tools outside just like I was instructed and start to walk around the grounds. I walk to the lake and sit down to take it in.

"I thought you would eventually end up here" Larissa says I don't have to turn around to tell it’s her. She sits down right next to me and lets out a sigh. "Y/N please talk to me" she pleads.

"Look I just can't right now okay. You have to give me space to get over whatever happened between us. I can't just act like nothing happened like you. So if you don't mind I'm going to my room. Goodnight" I get up and leave before she can say anything else. How does she not see how much this is affecting me, I don't understand? I reach my room again and lay down and cry myself to sleep. For the rest of the week/weekend it just involved in me avoiding Larissa and her trying to talk to me. Now when I leave my room I just turn into an animal so she doesn't know it is me she sees.

--------------------- Time Skip ---------------

It was officially Monday the day the kids arrive. I sit in my classroom waiting for the orientations to start, I know Larissa is giving a speech in the quad and I am supposed to be there but I just can't. Soon after that thought kids stat coming in my room. "Hello, y'all I'm Ms. Y/L/N and I am your new botany teacher. I hope you don't hold a grudge against me because of the last one." a few of them shake their heads no and I continue with the introduction for each class the rest of the day never leaving my room. I had even brought my lunch with me. The only time I leave is to my room after classes are done. When the kids see me in the hallways they send me smiles and say hi. I'm just about to enter my room when "Ms. Y/L/N please come to my office." of course Larissa wants to talk to me. I follow her to her office and sit down in front of her looking anywhere but at her. "Now I know you have been avoiding me but when we have a whole school assembly I need you to attend. I will not tolerate this type of insubordination. Do you understand?" Larissa sternly tells me.

"Of course Principle Weems, I apologize I will be at the next assembly." I tell her quietly again. Larissa lets out a sign again and I hear her get up and feel her kneel in front of me. She gently moves my face to look at her.

"Darling, please it's Larissa. and please talk to me." Larissa pleads and I feel a tear fall out and down my cheek before it can get all the way down Larissa wipes it away. "I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry. Please don't cry, love"

"I'm sorry, I can't do this." I quickly stand up and start to walk to the door. Before I can open the door Larissa pulls me back towards her and hugs me tight so I can't escape. "Larissa, please let me go" I try to get free but can't and I break down.

"Shh, let it all out darling, shhh. And you were wrong before this hurts me just as much." Larissa's voice cracks and I can feel her body shake as she starts to cry. We both stand there in each other’s arms and cry, we both eventually calm down and look in each other’s eyes. "I wish things were different love" Larissa speaks softly.

"I know, I know Larissa. I wish things were different too. I just need space before we can be friends." I tell her and she nods. " Can I have a favor?" I asked Larissa and she nods. "Can I have one last kiss please?" Larissa gives me a sad smile and pulls me into her and gives me a kiss. I can feel both of our emotions in this kiss. We pull apart I give her one last look and walk out to my room. I fall asleep hoping tomorrow will be better.

The next day I awake before my alarm goes off. I shower get dressed and after I make a cup of coffee I head to my classroom to prepare for the first official day of school. I do the same thing as yesterday never leaving my classroom until my classes are done and even then I head straight to my room. I open my window to let the air in and decide that it would be good to take a flight.

I transform into a Raven and fly around campus. I see Wednesday on her balcony playing her cello, I fly over another balcony and sit and listen to her play. I am so transfixed on the music I don't notice someone coming out and standing right next to me, until I smell that familiar sandalwood and jasmine. Of course I fly right on to Larissa Weems's balcony. "Oh little raven what am I going to do. I'm afraid I have done something so very horrible. At least for just now listening to this music and talking with you I feel a little at peace." Larissa gently strokes my head. We sit there listening to Wednesday and as soon as she finishes, Larissa speaks up again. "If only I could communicate with you, but if you can understand. Would you be so kind as to return here at the same time tomorrow?" Larissa asks hopeful. I think about it for a second and realize just how calming it is to be in her presence just being myself, I squawk back at her and take my leave going around a few times before flying into my window again. Well if I can't get a date with her in my human form I guess my bird form will have to do. I get ready for bed and fall asleep.

I awake the next day and it goes the same as yesterday. As soon as I finish my class, I go to my room open my window and fly to Larissa's balcony. I wait only for a few minuets before she walks out. She pauses for a second a little startled that I am actually here and can understand her. She quickly regains her composure and walks over to me. "Good day little raven. I'm quite happy you showed up. I brought you some bread if that's alright and some water." I give her a little bow and she smiles and brings the try to a little table she has on her balcony by a chair for her. I fly over to the table and start to peck and eat the bread. "So little raven, you can understand me right?" She asks to which I bow again. She smiles wide and asks " Can you talk?" I give a little shake of my head no and she nods. "That is alright, as long as it is okay with you I'd would like to talk about my day. If at anytime you want to leave just give the try 3 pecks." She instructed and said. I bow again. "Good, well nothing much happened today besides the fact that Y/N is avoiding me. Which I understand fully, you see we had a date planned and kissed before we knew she was going to me working under me and before she knew I was her boss. I told her it needed to stop and the look on her face when I said that I will never forget or forgive myself for making her fell that pain. She is such a smart, beautiful and kind person. I just wish things were different I would absolutely love to explore my feelings more. You see when I went to school here I was quite infatuated with Morticia Frump well Morticia Addams now. But she just ruined my view on love, she would ask me to change into different people, you see I am a shapeshifter I can shapeshift into other people; and I did because I was blinded by what I thought was love. Anyways since then I've just focused on work to scared of getting hurt again and when I met Y/N she, gosh she made me feel seen. Like she wanted to be with me the real me and I was oh so excited to explore that, I could actually see myself being with her for the rest of my life. I know, I know I had just met her but she already meant... no means everything to me. But with me being her boss I simply can not explore that relationship with her, I know it breaks her heart, it also breaks mine." She lets out a few tears and I now see how much this is affecting her as well. I go over to her and stand on her shoulder and rub her check with my head trying to make her feel better. "Oh thanks you little raven, I truly appreciate you listening me to." she gives me a few pats and pets on my head. She was about to say something else when there was a knock at her door, she looks at me apologetically I hope off and she simply walks back into her office. "Yes, what can I help you with?" I hear her faintly say before I take my leave and head back to my room. I suppose I shall see what tomorrow holds for me.

#larissa weems x reader #lesbians #lgbt

[ystrike1]

Only Love - By Teng Luo Wei Zhi (6/10)

An immature yandere is hit or miss on a good day. On a bad day the concept is a snorefest. This is for younger readers. It's edgy, not scary. I don't think comics about possessive guys...specifically aimed at younger readers...are super ethical. I know there's a market for it, and there are worse things to read. No judgement. This is PG13.

Our conflicted, immature yandere is a rich boy with silver hair. His daddy owns a big real estate company. He gets away with...pretty serious crimes and he's a known delinquent. He treats his girlfriends like accessories. He doesn't actually date or kiss them. He literally picks whoever the prettiest girl in school is, and he lets that poor girl beg for the chance to be his future rich wife.

He's...an evil bratty snot who owns a motorcycle.

His main goal in the story is to seduce our protagonist, Meng. She's a tough nut. She's been through alot. She was actually recently murdered. The plot takes place during her second life. Meng had it pretty hard in her first life. She...was kind of a doormat and she let her adopted sister bully her. Her mom is super dead for real, so she was a good girl always for the sake of her hardworking adopted dad.

Ren falls madly in love with her in both of her lives, which is a problem.

Meng's adopted sister is an inferiority complex. Her entire character is defined by how inferior she feels. The worst part of this story is...the way the other characters treat her. Lan is an immature, bratty girl. She's not very pretty. She's not very talented, and Meng is good at everything. She's in love with Ren. Ren makes fun of her and he calls her ugly. Then he starts to stalk Meng. The girl Lan is most envious of. I hate to say it but Lan is young. It is not fair that she's stuck as a villain. Based on what I've seen I would go crazy if I was her. Eventually she becomes a stereotypical crazy character, but if I was in high school...and everybody would not shut up about how ugly I am...and how perfect my sister is...ugh.

Lan murderd Meng in her first life. It was brutal. She was on a cliff looking for their lost little brother. Lan loses it and starts wailing about how Meng stole everything from her and....uh...she kinda did??? Lan's biological father loves Meng more than her. Ren loves Meng, not her. Meng's friends treat her like a nuisance, and on top of that Lan consistently gets bullied for "daring to covet" a handsome rich guy she isn't "worthy of"

Young readers. Please beware messages like this. Plain girls or ugly girls or stupid girls do not have to be villains. Perfection should never be the goal when you're a teenager. Being...not model hot at fifteen isn't a cardinal sin.

Just...be careful.

When Meng's second life kicks off Ren has a girlfriend...toy. He ignores her and she constantly brags about being chosen by him. Please. Do not date anyone who acts like this. It is an excuse to cheat on you. No girl should be a back up for any guy. I don't care how rich he is.

Shen here viciously bullies Lan, and frankly she's a big reason why Lan develops into a thin skinned envy monster.

Meng's mom died in a crash, and she was left with severe head trauma. She has to suffer with abysmal vision, and light sensitivity for many years. Eventually she gets better, but she has to wear glasses.

Yes.

She is the most beautiful girl in school. She's beautiful enough to be a model. She's a dutiful girl who did not deserve to die...but she's an adult in a child's body.

Um....

Hard pass.

Ren's personality is...this...

This sums him up.

He doesn't know Meng is pretty, but he gets interested anyway. Meng is too calm. Too cold. Unaffected by his cash and his face. He falls for her, but he gets embarrassed about it, because she clearly doesn't like him.

Also Meng hits him with her walking stick when he tries to touch her.

Good.

He does actually start to respect her after this point.

Ren begins to act unstable. A bunch of his toady friends call Meng ugly. In response he breaks up with his girlfriend and he almost beats up some of his closest friends. He approaches her slowly. Money won't work...and he loves the hunt.

He is a confirmed yandere. In his first life he committed murder, possibly for her sake. He is definitely not sane, but the main couple isn't very likeable here.

#yandere #male yandere #yandere male #yandere boy #recommendations #recs #rec #recommended #webtoon #Only Love

[kydoesthings1]

How I think IBO characters would watch horror movies

If this has been done before I can't find any. Just think of it as my take

If anyone isn't on here it means idk how they would react. I'm sorry Turbines fans

Tekkadan:

Mikazuki - doesn't react to much of anything that happens. Will occasionally say "oh" when there's a jumpscare. Spends the whole time eating the snacks with the other hand holding Atra's

Orga - has a stoic face all the way through. If you ask if he's pretending he'll tell you no

Atra - refuses to watch them, says she doesn't understand the appeal. But since everyone is watching she'll join and sit between Mika and Kudelia. Covers her eyes for the most part

Kudelia - claims it's a good test of bravery. Doesn't scream but grips Atra's arm really tight

Shino - squeezes his eyes shut during suspenseful scenes. Yells way louder than he's scared when there's jumpscares

Eugene - says he won't be scared by a stupid movie. Got pranked by Shino afterwards and screamed really loud

Gjallarhorn:

McGillis - doesn't react to any scary parts. Seems to be more invested in the plot and characters than the horror. Pats Gaelio on the back to comfort him while still looking at the TV

Gaelio - really can't do gore or any yucky scenes, or he starts to feel sick (Carta scolds him for being weak) It's kind of funny to see a man over 2 meters get scared

Carta - acts like she isn't scared, but she totally is. Weak to jumpscares. Yells at Gaelio to release stress. Maybe she wanted to get closer to McGillis, but it didn't work

Almiria - is not allowed to watch horror movies. G-rated only!

Ein - acts unaffected by the blood and guts, but he gets jumpscared. Starts fidgeting during high-tension scenes

Isurugi - his frown lines get deeper when the gore gets really bad. Other than that, not much of a reaction

Julieta - makes faces when there's gore, yelps when there's jumpscares. Looks at Iok disdainfully. Eats all the snacks

Iok - tries and fails to hide how scared he is. Got pranked by Julieta after

Rustal - he's not really paying attention, is he?

Yamazin - alarmingly into the blood and guts. Bonus if it gets sciencey. Teases Gaelio and Julieta

As a bonus, select Urdr Hunt characters:

Wistario - says it'll be fun. Puts his hands over his eyes when there's gore, but he doesn't seem too scared. Eats snacks

Demner - doesn't understand the appeal, but since Wistario, Katya and Korunaru want to see it, he plays it for them. Also supplies the snacks

Katya - can't watch gory ones. Other than that, she's having fun

Korunaru - puts her hand over her mouth during especially bad scenes. If you ask her about the movie she'll say "it was nice" and nothing else

Range - shouts when there's scary parts. Him yelling is worse than the actual movie

Londo Bron - spends the duration of the movie imagining Carta getting scared and relying on him. It does not happen

Cyclase Mayer - says he's not interested, watches anyway. But he doesn't sit down and if you ask he'll reply he's not watching it

Tagging - yells and shakes Batch by the shoulders, but she might not be as scared as she acts. Anyway, she seems to be having fun

Berose - she'll watch it, but she truly does not care

aaand that's it folks! :D

#i dont know what possessed me to write this but here it is. you all have better enjoyed #iron blooded orphans #gundam iron blooded orphans #iron blooded orphans urdr hunt #gundam ibo #not gonna tag all the characters

[sevikasleftpussyflap]

Since we’re on the topic of Sevika dating a Piltie..

She would spoil the heck out of her even though she begs Sev not to or assures her she doesn’t need it. She’d be treated like a princess

Or if they’re window shopping online and you point something out you like, she’ll get it for you without a second thought. I feel like since she is paid well, she’d use that money on her lover and never herself.

I love this. Tagging @pinkrose1422

If you keep your eye on something too long, she’s grabbing it. If you try to insist you don’t like it, she’ll get it ‘just in case you change your mind.’ Because of her upbringing, she has the mentality of snatching things before other people take them.

She probably tried to steal things for you to impress you but it stressed you out so much she no longer does that.

She would like seeing you in pretty piltover clothes, but also loves seeing you in fissurefolk apparel. Especially her clothes.

No one in the Undercity makes fun of your former status because of Sevika. She won’t tolerate that or Pilties trying to talk to you in fear of word getting back to your parents.

Sevika loves pushing your boundaries, to an acceptable extent. Loves whispering dirty things into your ear when you’re in public.

Here’s a little Drabble about that. Very suggestive

Two gentlemen- if you can call them that- are drunkenly fighting in the corner of the bar over what trivial manners, you’re not sure. Months ago you would been appalled, frightened, anxiously waiting for enforcers to make their arrests for the sake of public safety.

You would’ve been sorely disappointed and even more shocked to discover this was a common occurrence. It would be even more alarming, Sevika says, if at least three physical disputes didn’t break out a night. Your girlfriend had eloquently explained that fewer brawls meant “they weren’t selling enough fucking alcohol.”

You scrunch your nose with distaste as teeth go flying. Not from a punch, mind you, but from when one of the gentlemen tripped over nothing and cracked his jaw against an occupied table. The inhabitants threw up their hands in angry exclamation and shoved him away from them, not caring about how he didn’t get back up.

You’re significantly more unaffected than you would have been, mostly because you’ve seen it all after spending several consecutive nights at the game table.

This wasn’t your scene. You would’ve been suit to never venture into this impressionable bar but since you were now taken by Silco’s second, this was the only way to spend as much time as you wanted with your lover.

Sevika, who was currently shaking her head at the nightly entertainment but with a sadistic, amused glint in her eye. She had a mean streak a mile long and patience that was paper thin. Spoiled for a Zaunite, as evident by her harsh critique of your fabricated manicure skills when you met while you were just starting at Babette’s.

You no longer had to work now. Not like she’d let you, anyway.

A metallic finger twirled your hair absentmindedly, betraying her attempts of brooding because of your refusal to partake in a nefarious act of sitting on her lap in front of the entire bar. You had already broken the rule of no intimacy before marriage, though it’s not like you put up a strong protest. She was alluring, incredibly gentle, and had a fascination with wanting your eyes upon hers through the majority of the night. To make sure she was doing her job right, she said, and to see a pure angel corrupted into her wanton little slut.

She had even proposed marrying you, but you were pretty sure it’s because she’d want to see the look on your parents’ faces when they found out you married someone so opposite of what they chose for you.

You thought it was sweet that she proposed marriage to make you feel more comfortable about the act you’ve already committed. Truth be told, it felt freeing to break the rules. As guilty as you felt afterwards, it didn’t last long when you got to wake up next to her, hear her tiredly call your name when you left for the bathroom, and pull you into her arms before you had the chance to begin crawling back into bed. She’s incredibly clingy after sex when what you expected was for her to simply roll away from you and fall asleep after the deed was done.

“What are you thinking about?” A strand of your hair wrapped around her finger with alarming dexterity and it was teasingly tugged. You made your disapproving glare obvious as your head was forced to turn towards her.

“The amount of health codes your place of occupation violates.”

“The amount of health codes your place of occupation violates. Do you hear yourself when you talk?” Sevika allows you to slap her hand away, the one turning you to putty by softly tucking hair behind your ear.

“Hush.” You direct your gaze towards the awaiting players and hear her huff beside you.

Your skin alights from the feeling of her eyes raking over your body, no doubt amused by your still and stiff posture. This time her real fingers grab your chin in a way that’s too sensual. When she has you looking at her, her thumb presses against your lip and leaves your mouth open in both forbidden arousal and scandalized shock.

“Give me a kiss for good luck.” She honeys her words in the way she knows makes you ache.

You look down your nose at her as much as you’re able with her towering above you.

“Not in public, you hooligan.” To your surprise, Sevika let’s her cards fall haphazardly on the table without taking her eyes off of you.

“Everyone. Out.”

As soon as everyone vacates the table her eyes turn playful and expectant.

“Seriously? You can’t go an hour without some form of intimacy?”

She leans in to put those sinful lips next to your ear.

“I can’t go an hour without thinking of bending you over this table and fucking that haughty look off your face.” You shiver as her lips press to your clothed shoulder, the skin burning beneath the fabric and taking on a tingling sensation you know will remain for the rest of the night. “But a kiss will have to do.”

When she retreats without the intent of pushing anything further, you furrow your brows at her and ignore your burning face.

“See? I can behave.”

You doubted she had ever behaved a day in her life.

#sevika imagine #sevika x reader #arcane sevika x reader