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best-underrated-anime · 6 months
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Best Underrated Anime Group C Round 1: #C4 vs #C5
#C4: Lesbians with swords
The world is beset by monsters called the Aradama, who can only be cleansed by sword-wielding shrine maidens called the Toji. A young girl named Eto Kanami is studying to become a Toji at one of the main schools. But soon, something—or someone—might catch her eye. The decisions she makes thrusts her into a world of deception, betrayal, and a sinister force that’s been hiding in the shadows for decades…
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#C5: A bunch of teenagers are forced to share pain
Katsuhira Agata is a quiet and reserved teenage boy whose sense of pain has all but vanished. His friend, Chidori Takashiro, can only faintly remember the days before Katsuhira had undergone this profound change. Now, his muffled and complacent demeanor make Katsuhira a constant target for bullies, who exploit him for egregious sums of money. But their fists only just manage to make him blink, as even emotions are far from his grasp.
However, one day Katsuhira, Chidori, and four other teenagers are abducted and forced to join the Kizuna System as official "Kiznaivers." Those taking part are connected through pain: if one member is injured, the others will feel an equal amount of agony. These individuals must become the lab rats and scapegoats of an incomplete system designed with world peace in mind. With their fates literally intertwined, the Kiznaivers must expose their true selves to each other, or risk failing much more than just the Kizuna System.
Titles, propagandas, trailers, and poll under the cut!
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#C4: Katana Maidens: Toji no Miko
[Admin: Video is from the Crunchyroll Collection YT channel, and they've blocked it in my country. I couldn't find an alternative, so I just downloaded the Crunchyroll one via VPN and reuploaded it here to make sure that everybody can see it.]
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The depth of this show was seriously mindblowing to me. For much of the series it was just a fun romp, with some pretty interesting twists and turns along the way. But as these characters develop, as the plot gets moving, it all comes together in the end. I have not seen a more concentrated concoction of doomed tragic yuri in my life.
Trigger Warnings: Child Abuse, Emotional Abuse, Self-Harm
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#C5: Kiznaiver
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Kiznaiver is an extremely underrated work of Studio Trigger’s and is definitely one of their bests. Not just for the animation, but for the impactful story as well. The characters just feel so real, and this show just makes you think about human connection and how much we might care for each other if we shared our pain. Although it can get a little confusing at the end, the sheer raw emotion is what makes up for everything. Every single one of the characters gets developed in ways that made me smile like an idiot.
Very good but severely underrated anime! Would recommend! :)
Trigger Warnings: Emotional Abuse, Fatphobia, Disordered Eating, Implied Sexual Assault (maybe).
The fact that Yuuta is formerly fat is constantly mocked throughout the series, which leaves a bit of a sour taste in my mouth as a fat person watching the show personally. Yuuta, to maintain his thinness, engages in disordered eating by simply eating a small cube of food every day. Said character is also the subject of an attempted sexual assault by a female character, but I don’t remember correctly if that actually happened or if I just got triggered by the way the scene was portrayed.
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十条姫和ちゃん by 卷
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ryuko · 2 years
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黒音りんか 
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obscureanimeoftheday · 2 months
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Obscure Anime of The Day:
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Toji no Miko
Aired: 2018
Genres:Action, Fantasy, School, Supernatural, Superpower, Violence
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thefigureresource · 1 year
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Raphtalia : Katana Hero - The Rising of the Shield Hero Season 2
Release: July 2023
Manufacturer: Kotobukiya
Size: 1/7 scale, 8.6in
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kisyarasad · 1 year
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"Draw a character in a maid uniform!" for Genshin Impact Modern AU Ask. Raiden Shogun.
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ashitakaxsan · 1 year
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Step into the enchanting world of miko,with these charming manga images! 🌸✨ From traditional shrine maidens to modern-day priestesses, miko are iconic figures in Japanese culture, embodying grace, wisdom, and spiritual power. Each image showcases the beauty and mystique of miko as they perform sacred rituals, commune with spirits, and protect their communities from supernatural threats.
  Whether you're drawn to the serene tranquility of a shrine garden or the intense energy of a ceremonial dance, these images capture the essence of miko in all their glory. Join us on a journey through the sacred realms of Japanese folklore and tradition, where the veil between the mundane and the magical is thin, and the power of the miko reigns supreme. 🌟
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yzashaven · 7 months
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FEATURING ! shouki no kami/archon!scara x fem!reader
CONTENTS ! there's a short fighting scene, robot fucking, grinding, implied worshipping, mating press, masturbating in front of him, degradation and praise <3, choking, breeding, scara fingers appreciation!! (think that's all :3)
NOTE ! a gift for my bestie @yukiitaooo ‼️ just pretend that the joururi workshop is in inazuma btw for the sake of making this plot work 😭 and do read the synopsis since it's a bit messy. special thanks to yukii for proofreading this for me btw <3
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SYNOPSIS— reader is a shrine maiden and scara's lover. she wanted to see his god form aka the vessel/robot and test her skills along with her newly obtained powers by sparring with him. she uses a sword/katana and has an electro vision given by scaramouche.
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"are you sure about this?"
scaramouche asked with a sigh as he was carrying you in his arms, walking towards the joururi workshop, where the shouki no kami was situated within. you nod and lean into his chest, feeling the wind blow gently against the both of you. after some time, you reached what seemed like a small entrance cave which led to the gigantic destination in which in the distance you could see the small elevator-like platform that led up high. he held your hand as you walked along the long and wide corridors, guards and people around kneeling in their stead upon seeing their god, their archon, scaramouche—as per his set rules upon the nation. but you? he gave you permission to be the only exception in this rule of his, walking close beside him as you could sense the jealous wandering eyes of those around. how could a "mere" shrine maiden be worthy enough to walk alongside the god himself? people ask themselves in silence before the two of you finally reached the elevator that led to the main area.
he had already made the much needed arrangements to make sure everyone was unable to enter the area where the enormous robot was in. this was your first time seeing it with your own eyes, in all honesty. and of course, as soon as the main doors opened, your eyes widen for a split second. seeing that it was way larger than you had anticipated, looks like this was gonna be a rough fight. "don't be so nervous now..." he says in a low whisper, walking along the path leading to the machine. "...i'll be gentle with you." the subtle suggestive comment made heat rush to your cheeks into a faint blush to which he darkly chuckles to upon taking a glance behind his back at your direction. "i suggest that you prepare yourself for what's to come, my dearest." as scaramouche said those words with you following behind him, the doors suddenly shut hard from behind you, causing your body to jump in shock. he chuckles, back turned to you, before extending his hand out in front of him to channel some sort of elemental energy from his palm. you watch from a short distance as the shouki no kami slowly moves a few movements, scaramouche shuts his eyes before finally teleporting within the central control area of the robot. the atmosphere changes to one filled with tension as he maneuvers with the various mechanisms of the machine with ease as he lets out a seemingly psychotic laugh.
"bow before me, worm!" his voice had changed, echoing through the room loudly. with widened eyes, you summon out your weapon as you see him urging you to get closer.
"come forth! i won't hurt you... much." he whispers, voice in an alluring tone. you click your tongue as you witness how his cockiness is creeping up him again like always. you laugh shortly before sprinting towards him and skillfully dealing a few hits here and there with your katana, to which he just lets out a sigh, "you're doing practically nothing, mortal!" to your side you could see the arm of the vessel making its way to hit you, fortunately, you dodge it with ease. it's coming back but thankfully you have good reaction time and dodge that attack as well before landing multiple hits against him, using your electro vision as an extra source of power.
"oh? not bad~" he coos sarcastically as his right hand hits on the side of the platform hard, causing it to shake along with causing you to lose your balance almost instantly. you look over to where the sudden shaking of the ground from and see the large mechanical hand. your eyes for some reason glue themselves to the fingers of the vessel, thinking about how he could be moving then from inside. maybe the robot follows his own movements? 'but why does it look so attractive...?' you thought for a few seconds, 'his fingers really are just so... perfect though—' you then regain your composure and stop daydreaming upon getting hit by the reality that you were still sparring with him. looking up above you to see his other hand making its' way to crush you, you immediately raise your blade in an attempt to block the attack. the vessel's fingers were right on top of you, a faint blush spreads across your cheeks as your imagination went wild with sudden desires about him once again. success seemed to be on your side for now as you see scaramouche retreat his hand away but instead hits the platform again. you feel the ground below you slowly shatter until you felt nothingness underneath your feet along with your blade being lost from your grip.
a yelp was ripped from your throat as you braced yourself for the fall that looked as if it would be the last thing you'd experience in teyvat. with eyes shut, feeling the wind against your body as you fell from who knows how many feet high, you really thought this was your last day.
not until you feel your clothes getting caught in something. with a sigh of relief, you open your eyes and see that the shouki no kami was holding you between his thumb and index finger at the back of your clothes, "i've got you." he starts dangling you in front of his eyes as if you were some sort of set of keys that he was inspecting up close. "you look so vulnerable like this, so tiny." you whimper at his words as he toyed with you, "think that's enough for today." he declared, claiming his victory. suddenly, he placed his other hand below you before letting go of your body. when you dropped it didn't hurt but it seems that you had hit your clit somewhere on his palm, the unexpected contact made you moan out of nowhere. it wasn't that loud, it wasn't quiet either; but for sure he heard it. unbeknownst to you, he was already smirking from inside the control area, cock already hard within his pants just from watching your vulnerable body in front of him not too long ago.
as you try to pick yourself up and sit upright, you hear scaramouche laugh from behind. "was that a moan i heard? you fucking slut." the blush on your cheeks reddened even more as you felt a part of your dignity being stripped away, did you really-actually-legitimately just moan from that? "no, i-it wasn't...!" you defensively say while mustering up the courage to face him despite what you both know just happened. you can feel his sharp gaze and smirk at you through the metal, as if he was looking at an ever so helpless prey. well you kind of were the said prey in this situation. although you couldn't help but to feel aroused being on his hand knowing how bad you fantasized about it not too long ago. he brings his hand closer to his face to get a better look at you before speaking, "i'll have you know that i can feel your wetness on this hand. how perverted, lusting over me in the midst of a sparring session?" he teasingly coos at you. "now then, i'm sure you know what i'd like of you? go on..."
"touch yourself in front of me, in front of your god. i'm giving you permission to give in to your desires, take your chances."
hesitating to follow his orders, you look up at him with wide eyes of disbelief. but a part of you was convinced that you should just give in already. you want him, don't you? slowly spreading your legs in front of him as your fingers begin to trail down to a rather sensitive area, you feel yourself through the thin fabric of your panties, fingers delicately rubbing slow circles on your clit. "undress." he sternly says, to which you comply immediately. breathing heavily as you discard your clothes piece after piece, throwing them somewhere near. meanwhile, scaramouche was already palming his hard-on as his gaze was focused only on your form, taking in the sweet sight of you revealing your arousal once again to him as you continue to touch yourself as per his command.
he looks down at you from up inside the vessel, watching with interest as you pleasure yourself right then and there in front of him on the palm of the robot, your fingers rubbing at your clit at a faster pace. "do you really have no shame?" he asks before chuckling darkly, you close your eyes as to focus on getting yourself to cum quicker, but then you feel something large and cold against your entrance forcing your thighs to part. your eyes hurry to open and you see a finger from his other hand in between your thighs, "don't get shy now~" scaramouche says in a manner that seemed humiliating, as if he was mocking you, "grind on my finger, whore. you know you want to."
you couldn't help but whine at his words and the sudden temperature change between your legs. he noticed how you weren't doing what he had just ordered and decided to take control instead. he lets out a long sigh before slowly moving his finger back and forth, having his fingertip rub against your soaked folds, careful not to accidentally apply any sort of pressure that could possibly hurt you in any way—giving attention to the obvious power and size difference of your body and the shouki no kami. the sensation has you moaning out loud, voice echoing as if it were bouncing off the walls repeatedly. soon enough, you find yourself doing the work now, grinding against the metal until it was practically coated in your essence as one of your hands cup your breasts to knead it gently whilst the other rubs at your clit at a steady pace.
not long after, you feel your orgasm approaching already, breaths uneven as you continuously let out moans of his name all the while your body shakes slightly. but as you bucked your hips for friction—you notice how you felt nothing instead, your movements come to a stop as you look at him with pleading eyes. scaramouche lets out a small laugh as he saw your immediate reaction, he had moved his hand away from you completely. "oh, you fucking whore." he says with an intoxicating tone, "if you're gonna ruin this vessel, then..." you try to ignore his words as you focused on getting yourself to climax instead. your eyes closed shut as you start to desperately touch yourself a bit more aggressively than before. unfortunately for you, it didn't really seem to work. well, not until you felt something suddenly fill you up completely, your eyes opening at the intrusion. you gasp as you finally feel his cock buried inside your warmth, along with his thumb replacing the spot occupied by your own fingers that were on your clit as he pinched the bud gently, causing you to let out a moan.
"...i'm gonna ruin you as well."
scaramouche's voice was laced with intoxication as he spoke to you in a whisper. he then began to pound into you roughly, with long, deep, strong thrusts that hit all the right areas with ease as you screamed for him with each snap of his hips against yours. picking up the pace soon after, he began fucking you fast and rough, just the way you like. grunts and groans occasionally left his agape lips as he held your thighs apart. "you love it, right? you love how helpless and submissive you become underneath me~" he says before pulling you closer to him and repositioning you into a mating press, having you folded in half and entirely at his mercy before he started to pound into you once again—reaching even deeper parts of your cunt as he rubs circles on your swollen clit. "fuck, i'm gonna breed you sooo good. you want me to fill you up, don't you?~"
you nod frantically in response, being unable to construct proper words as the overwhelming pleasure takes over you completely. "so close... ah~ scara~!" you cry out as he continues to thrust into you relentlessly, hitting your g-spot over and over again until you were a sobbing, moaning, shaking mess below him. "that's it~" he coos, "come on, cum for me. you are a good girl after all, aren't you? cum for your god." his words bring you to the edge as you cum hard, a pornographic moan escaping from your lips as drool began to drip from the corners of it. "s-scara—" "my lord." he cuts you off, correcting your words before he started thrusting into you again, knowing damn well how sensitive you felt, having practically no time to recover from your previous orgasm. "my lord-aah~! right there...!" you mewl out as he hit another perfect angle that drove you crazy, "tell me..." his hand suddenly went to your neck, fingers wrapping around the soft flesh tightly—not tight enough to the point that you couldn't breathe, but tight enough to make your head spin as his eyes pierced through yours with desire filled in them.
"how does it feel getting fucked by a god like me? having this much power and control over both your body and your mind."
"s-so good... hngh~ ah~!" your vision slowly get blurry as you feel yourself getting weaker by the minute. you feel his cock twitch against your walls, signalling how close he is as well. "you feel so good around me, fuck~" the grip he had on your neck tightens slightly as he groans deeply, "beg me to cum inside you." scaramouche sternly says, "beg your god for his seed~" he grins mischievously as he watches the tears that had formed in your eyes slowly drip down your flushed cheeks. "c-cum inside me, my lord—ahh~! master... m-my god~" you choke out as you feel another amazing climax about to erupt from you, "please~!" your voice cracks a bit as you said those words. not long after, he snaps his hips against yours one final time, making sure to be balls deep as he shoots ropes of his thick and warm cum deep inside your pussy, which had definitely reached your womb as well. "oh, fuck~" he moans lowly as he gently pulled out of you, gaze falling towards your cunt as he keenly observed how your mixed fluids drip out to pool below you, all over the shouki no kami's hand.
you try and relax your body, closing your eyes and just letting yourself lay there tiredly, while scaramouche watches your chest rise and fall as you pant heavily after the intense session. normally, he'd let you rest but that doesn't seem to be what he wants right now. you whimper and look at him with teary, half lidded eyes as he suddenly pulls you towards him once again, pushing his cock back inside, along with pushing the cum back and reaching further down your pussy.
"one load won't be enough to breed you, darling~"
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Best Underrated Anime Group C Round 3: #C4 vs #C7
#C4: Lesbians with swords
#C7: Comedy with high school girls with unique personalities
Details and poll under the cut!
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#C4: Katana Maidens: Toji no Miko
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Throughout history, an elite group of shrine maidens known as "Toji" have saved the world from "Aratama," strange and malevolent beings bent on destroying humanity. In modern times, these warriors have been assigned to a special police squad to exterminate Aratama. The government has also set up five elite schools across the country to provide young girls the necessary sword fighting skills to eradicate these monsters and eventually join their fellow Toji in protecting the world.
A student of one of those five schools, Kanami Etou is chosen to represent Minoseki Academy in a sword fighting tournament, where she meets the mysterious Hiyori Juujou. Although Kanami and Hiyori rise to the top of the tournament, their battle takes an unexpected turn, throwing the world of the Toji into chaos. Likely that the Toji are facing betrayal from within, the two are forced to flee the tournament, clashing with former comrades on the way.
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The depth of this show was seriously mindblowing to me. For much of the series it was just a fun romp, with some pretty interesting twists and turns along the way. But as these characters develop, as the plot gets moving, it all comes together in the end. I have not seen a more concentrated concoction of doomed tragic yuri in my life.
Trigger Warnings: Child Abuse, Emotional Abuse, Self-Harm
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#C7: Wasteful Days of High School Girls (Joshikousei no Mudazukai)
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As she heads off to her entrance ceremony at Sainotama Girls' High School, Akane Kikuchi muses over her grade school dream of becoming a manga artist and the lack of progress that she has made. When she finally arrives at school, she is surprised to learn that she is once again in the same class as her two best friends: the deadpan and emotionless Shiori Saginomiya and the hyperactive and ridiculous Nozomu Tanaka. Tanaka then comes to the obvious realization that she can't achieve her grade school dream of being popular with the boys and getting a boyfriend by going to an all-girls high school.
In desperation, she begins asking the girls in her class to introduce her to their guy friends. Her classmates, however, are anything but ordinary. From a grandmother-loving loli to a reclusive chuunibyou to an overly analytical stalker, each one is given a fitting nickname by Tanaka to accentuate their weirdness. And so begin the wasteful days of these high school girls, each day kicked off with a simple question: "Hey, wanna hear something amazing?"
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Wasteful Days of High School Girls is fast-paced and genre-savvy, subverting a lot of high school anime tropes in ways that are really delightful even if you yourself aren't that familiar with high school animes. But most of all it is cool in a way that only awkward, weird, realistic teenagers can be. It probably won't make you long for your own high school days (if they are in the past), but that is a good thing, because sometimes only a good comedy can really lay bare what life is really like when you're a teenager.
The thing that makes this show so amazing is the characters. These are anime characters with some real Character with a capital C. Everyone is such a real and unique human personality; not just the main trio but all their classmates too AND the teacher and even the nurse that only appears in like one episode!
This is a show with the lowest of stakes and it still manages to feel like something incredibly significant has happened when you get to the end of it. And something incredibly significant has happened! Life happened! An entire year of it!
Trigger Warnings: [Not Stated]
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rocknroll7575 · 4 months
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Awakening
Raven walked away after she dealt with her daughter, it was rather easy, which was disappointing, still, she let her daughter's team live, and that one girl from that other team had potential, however, those three other weaklings were dead, or sure to die soon. She stabbed the sniper in the kidney, the one with the mace had his chest cut nearly open, and the blonde had been surely killed, she had stabbed him in the chest and then slit his throat.
Raven closed her eyes and sighed, 'Shame though... that girl with the blue hair had such potential with her semblance' Raven thought as she walked to the front entrance. 'Sad that Summer produced a stronger spawn than I did,'
"Hey there!"
Raven's eyes shot open and she looked in front of her only to see the blonde knight in front of her. He had a wicked grin on his face and his armor was indeed bloody. She was shocked, she swore she had killed him! She stabbed him in the chest and then the throat! How could he possibly be alive?
'How is he alive!? Wait... his wounds are completely closed! Not even scar marks... Aura can't do that! Not even an extreme healing Semblance erases scar marks... could it be he possesses magic!?' Raven thought. "You... possess magic!?" She asked.
Jaune chuckled, "In a way I do but I never thought I'd be able to use it while he's stuck deep in my head! But here I am! I could never do this before! Even when Ozma was trying to teach me I couldn't understand a damn thing! But oh man! This! THIS FEELS SO GOOD!" Jaune cried before continuing to talk
Raven glared at him, 'Somethings off... he rambling, spouting almost udder nonsense... Is he high?' Raven asked.
"But Ozma was right! It's easier said than done! I never could do any of this until now!" Jaune cried as he looked the happiest he had ever been. "I finally understand it! I finally grasped it Ozma! The core of my soul! The core of Magic! See Raven! The reason you're going to lose is because you didn't cut off my head!"
Raven smiled and glared at the young boy, "I'm going to lose?" She asked as she pulled out her Katana and took a fighting stance, "You must be joking! You've just barely learned how to use Magic! This fight is just getting started!" She cried with a glare and a smirk.
"Is that right?" Jaune asked before his smile widened, "You could be right... no... no... YOUR SO RIGHT!" Jaune cried.
"Unlike Raven, who was given magic by the previous Maiden, all the knowledge of how to use it was passed on to her, which allowed her to understand how Magic works..."
Raven charged at him with her sword ready to strike him like she had before, however, Jaune's eyes glowed green and he pointed his finger at her and a bright green ball of energy, still smiling.
Reven went wide-eyed as the ball formed and then blasted forward, Raven quickly tried to block it, but the attack pushed her back, sending her flying back
"However, when one who possesses manages to awaken their Magic for the first time... something happens within them..."
The attack disappeared once Raven was sent crashing into a part of the building and Raven grunted in pain, however, she looked forward at the young knight only to see him floating in the sky, as if he was simply floating in the ocean.
"Once one awakens their Magic, they gain an understanding of their soul... they achieve Nirvana for that moment,"
Jaune looked at the sky and simply seemed to be at peace, a soft smile on his face, it was as if he wasn't in a fight, as if he hadn't seen his friends get hurt.
Raven was in awe at how... at ease, the young man seemed.
"However, usually that feeling only lasts a minute, but because Jaune Arc's Soul is far different than most..."
'I'm sorry guys... I don't feel a thing right now... all I'm feeling, is this beautiful world around me, I don't even feel hate, nor do I want revenge, all I feel is pure bliss,' Jaune thought to himself. 'However, I know... I can't let raven go unpunished'
Jaune then looked down at Raven, as if coming out of a daze, and when Raven looked at him, she felt fear strike her very soul.
"Jaune's very soul houses the most powerful and greatest wizard to ever exist and it alone possesses an extreme amount of Aura that surpasses the likes of Ruby Rose and Headmistress Glynda Goodwitch..."
'Something's off...' Raven thought, 'Something is very off...'
Jaune seemed to turn in the air and stand right where he floated and he smiled down at her, then pointed his finger up in the air and one to the ground.
"So that feeling of Nirvana would last a whole 7 hours, and in those 7 hours, Jaune Arc, the host of Ozma the Great..."
"Understand this, Raven..." Jaune began, "Among the heavens and of Remnant, I alone am the honored one," He said softly.
"Was the most powerful being on the face of Remnant!"
Suddenly, Jaune appeared a few feet in front of Raven and summoned his sword in the blink of an eye, shocking the older huntress, Raven prepared to block Jaune's attack, however, the young knight's sword glowed green and he swung, cutting through Raven's sword... and Raven herself...
In that single moment, the weakest student at Beacon had killed the most dangerous woman on Remnant...
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A few minutes later, Yang slowly made her way back up to the entrance and that's when she saw a sight that shocked her to the core.
On the ground, cut in two, was her mother.
Yang fell to her knees in shock, she couldn't believe it, her mother, the person she had been searching for her whole life, the person she needed answers from on why she abandoned her... was dead.
She looked away from the body only to see Jaune, standing next to the bodies of his team, all three had green orbs floating over them.
"J-Jaune...?" Yang called out, "What happ-?"
"I killed her,"
Yang's heart stopped, "You... you killed her?" Yang asked, her voice slowly breaking.
Jaune didn't turn to her, he just nodded. "I killed her, I don't regret it," Jaune said. "If you're feeling angry then-"
Suddenly, Yang's fist came at him but was stopped in mid-air, not even close to touching him. The blonde girl's eyes were red and her hair was ablaze, she was seething with anger and it was all focused on the one in front of her.
"I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!" Yang yelled.
jaune finally turned to her with a soft smile, "If that is what you want... you can try," He said.
"There was still 7 hours till Jaune's "Nirvana State" would disappear and it seemed that the fighting was not over..."
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deathmetalunicorn1 · 11 months
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Hello my favorite author! Can I request a ror characters x shinto miko reader?
All pantheons visit the Shinto pantheon because of the fiesta that Goddess Amaterasu made. And then, Amaterasu has a beautiful miko ( the reader ) that will perform the traditional kagura dance on the front of all Gods and Goddesses. The gods are really mesmerized and amazed about the reader's performance and beauty. It also appears the reader is also a Onna-bugesha or known as female samurai or warrior. Because she also perform a sword dance.
Can you do for Thor, Odin, Loki, Poseidon, Hades, Buddha, Heracles. Thank you very much
-The Sun Festival in the Shinto pantheon, created by Amaterasu as a celebration for the Sun, was a very well-known festival, with tons of food, drink, celebration and performances to be enjoyed by humans and gods alike
-It was a festival of peace and friendship, fighting was strictly forbidden if it wasn’t something pre-arranged, like a sumo match.
-To open the festival, a purification ceremony was held by a priestess of Amaterasu, a miko, and the ceremony was called the Kagura Dance.
-In a massive arena, the rebuilt Ragnarok Arena, meant for the yearly tournament after the first was such a hit, everyone being brought back to life so the fights could be enjoyed for centuries, a lone young maiden stood in the center, wearing a traditional priestess hakama kimono of red and white, wearing a golden crown, a belt tied around her waist with bells, holding a suzu in one hand and in the other held a gohei.
-You were nervous, having been practicing for months now, preparing for this ceremony, after Amaterasu herself asked you to perform, seeing your hard work and gently heart.
-You swallowed only once as the sound of hyoshigi sounded out, silencing the massive crowd now watching you with anticipation.
-You inhaled deeply as you moved your hands slowly, like they were flowing gently, the bells sounding out in the arena.
-Many had never seen a dance like this before, it was stunning as you moved so gracefully, in the midst of your mai phase of the dance.
-You then turned sharply, entering the odori section, the bells calling out more and more as you danced with so much passion and fire, enticing a sense of energy to take over everyone watching, feeling fired up.
-Your dance slowed as you turned, holding your suzu up and letting the bells sound out only once more, which seemed to instantly relax everyone.
-The crowd was deafening as you bowed politely, flustered at their praise which many thought was cute and with that, the festival started!
-Amaterasu patted your head gently when she found you, praising your hard work which you humbly thanked her for before she smiled, “Go have fun before your next dance.”
-You nodded, knowing that you were dancing a second time, this time not in a big arena, but before the sumo-bouts, in a sword dance.
-Thor- When he found you walking around, a katana strapped to your waist now, eating some yakitori (grilled chicken skewers with green onions), he was stunned, seeing you up close. You were so beautiful that he couldn’t look away, he noticed your shoulders tense, as you could tell someone was staring at you and your turned, seeing Thor there. He could tell you were a warrior, but your posture, but you were quick to relax as he came over to you. You bowed your head in greeting, the bells on your crown sounding out before Thor spoke, “May I ask to walk with you?” his request did surprise you, but you agreed, trying to hide your blush as usually walking around a festival together was something that couples did. Thor was a unique man, trying some of the different foods around and you were in awe by his raw strength, competing in a strength challenge which he tied with Hercules. When it came to your sword dance, Thor couldn’t look away, your movements were sharp and fluid all at the same time, it was beautiful. When you were done dancing, Thor was quick to approach you again, not willing to let others get to you first, asking you to walk with him again, which you agreed to with a smile.
-Odin- He found you in a quiet area, eating nikumaki onigiri (meat wrapped rice balls) and approached, “May I sit with you?” you were surprised, showing him a cute face as you lifted a hand to hide your mouth, your cheeks a bit puffed out from the rice, which quickly had him grinning, but you agreed and he took a seat next to you. Huginn and Muninn stunned you when they spoke, leaving their Lord Odin to come down to you, Huginn on your shoulder and Muninn sitting next to you, asking you about your dance. You stroked his ravens gently, who enjoyed your gentle affections while Odin couldn’t look away from you. You were so beautiful, but he could tell that you were strong, he could sense your power. Odin was fun to talk to, he was so nice to you and the two of you walked to your next stage and Odin was front row, watching your sword dance. When you finished you were stunned when Odin offered you his hand, asking to walk with you. Anyone who saw you after that saw you holding his hand, your face cherry red.
-Loki- He couldn’t believe he had never been to this festival before! There were so many tasty dishes to try!! His arms were full of food, both savory and sweet, fully enjoying the festival, but it got even better when he saw you, bowing to a couple of people who were thanking you for your dance while you waited for your food order. Loki immediately bounded over as you got your order of takoyaki (octopus fritters), greeting you cheerfully. You had to admit, you had never met a person like Loki before, he was so funny and kind, but you also saw his more vicious side when a man tried to grab your arm while you were walking around together. His eyes were like stars, watching you dance with a sword, you were so graceful, but your movements easily told him and anyone who was a warrior, that you were a skilled swordswoman. Loki took your hand after your dance, rapidly praising you which did fluster you before he dragged you back to the festival, wanting your expertise on what to try next.
-Poseidon- Your dancing was very alluring, he couldn’t look away, going from the soft fluid movements to energetic fast movements then back to slow, reminded him of the sea, where it could be calm or rough at any given time. Poseidon didn’t really want to mingle in the crowds, finding it tiring, but Zeus ordered him too and he did end up finding some things he enjoyed, some of the meat dishes and he did like watching the sumo bouts. His favorite thing was when you danced before the sumo matches. Your skill with a sword told the god that you were a trained warrior, and by the looks of it, you were strong. Your gentle smiles to others did something to Poseidon, he felt conflicted that a human had gotten his attention so easily, he didn’t want to look away from you. He approached and you bowed politely in greeting, telling him your name and he reached up, pulling a cherry blossom from your hair before pulling the small section of hair to his lips and pressed a small kiss to it. You looked just like a tomato, embarrassed by his bold actions, but he thought it was cute.
-Hades- Preferred the areas that were less crowded in the festival, not really wanting to get in areas that were too crowded, that is, until he heard that you were going to dance again and he was quick to enter the crowd, to get a spot near the front. You were even more stunning up close, his eyes widening as he watched you dance so elegantly with your sword, the bells at your waist sounding out quietly. When the dance was over with, you bowed, thanking everyone for their cheers while you were red faced, embarrassed, which Hades thought was cute. He approached you as you left the stage, now that your duties were over other than greeting those who stopped you, you could finally eat! As you had been too nervous to eat. Hades surprised you by taking your hand, pecking the back of it, making your whole head, hair and all, turn bright red, which made him smile, “Will you allow me to accompany you around the festival?” he learned later on that what he asked of you was something couples did, but he wasn’t overly bothered, as he wanted the two of you to be together.
-Buddha- He was living his best life, getting to try so many different dishes, most of them sweets, but he did try a few savory dishes that looked interesting. He heard bells and turned, seeing you passing by him, holding what looked to be a fish shaped pancake, filled with red-bean paste, taiyaki. He was quick to fall in step with you, “Yo- that dancing was amazing back there!” you were surprised, as you hadn’t sensed him, but you smiled gently, bowing your head in thanks, “Thank you for your kind words.” He grinned and kept walking with you, asking you about the different dishes that were available to eat. You found the handsome god easy to talk to, he was so nice with you but did have another side, after a drunk man tried to grab you, defending you, which did surprise you a bit. Buddha had a full feast to watch your sword dance with, eating quietly to not disturb you or others, but he was in awe, watching you, you were so beautiful, and when he told you that after your dance, he couldn’t help but grin, poking your bright red cheeks with a slight tease which made you pout lightly.
-Hercules- Was in awe of the amount of food to choose from, holding several yakitori and gyu-kushi (beef skewers), enjoying the new but tasty flavors available to him. He spotted you dancing again, this time with a sword, and he couldn’t help but stop and stare, his eyes wide, seeing you dancing so gracefully, but he could tell your skill with a sword, you were a warrior as well. He stuck around after you ended your dance, announcing the start of the sumo tournament and Hercules had to admit he liked watching the bouts, wanting to try it for himself. He spotted you, bowing those who came up to you, thanking them after they had thanked you for your hard work. He noticed you looked a bit pale and grew worried about you as he approached, luckily being the last one, “You okay?” you were surprised by his question but smiled gently, I’m okay, thank you for your concern.” Then your stomach made a sound like a dying whale, telling the truth that you were starving. You held your cheeks, embarrassed as he chuckled before he spoke kindly, “Want to get something to eat? I could use your advice on what I should try next!” his thoughtfulness made you smile gently as you agreed and the two of you set out to find some food and he became like a bodyguard to you, so you could at least eat something before you went back to thanking others.
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l44serbeam · 2 years
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now i wanna, be your dog
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eddie munson x metalhead!fem!reader summary: five times Eddie knew that he was undeniable head over heels for the leather wearing hellcat that rode into his life and rattled him in his boots (and by boots i mean doodle littered converse). a/n: okok so i've seen plenty cheerleader x eddie munson fics but i've seen like ONE metalhead x eddie fic which is much needed. Im talking like motorcycle riding, eyeliner wearing, beer shotgunning, motley crue enjoying bad ass bitch that can outsmoke eddie like theres no tomorrow. So, i made one :) this is literally the fluffiest of fluff, a bucket of sexual tension, and smut thrown in a basket and tossed back at you with a pink ribbon.      ❀ warnings: afab and she/her pronouns used, fluff, smut (number where smut occurs in bold) [riding, fingering, cum eating, pulling out] , drug use, under 21yo drinking, smoking (weed and cigarettes), cursing, y/n is said to wear heavy makeup, tiny little reference to blood, y/n is also said to have facial piercings. y/n is 18 here and in her senior year and Eddie is 19. ❀ poc friendly
Not responsible for your media consumption choices but preferably 16+ from here on down ;)
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There was no doubt that from the second Eddie Munson laid his eyes on the new y/n y/l/n, she had him wrapped around her little ring covered finger.
With heavy black eyeshadow and lips blood red, the moment she stepped foot into Hawkins, he was right behind her, chasing her like a lost puppy.
Y/n had just moved to Hawkins, rumors of "the new girl" were circulating around the town like a wildfire.
Eddie didn't think much about the fact a new girl was around, only that it wasn't going to affect him much but on the first day of school he was proved extremely wrong.
1.
The very first day of the new school year, Eddie jumped out of his van and was in the process of locking his door when he heard an unfamiliar roar of a motor behind him.
He turned around and caught a glimpse of a motorcycle driving into the student parking lot, much faster than allowed. The motorcycle in itself was what initially had him reeling. It was a Suzuki Katana, painted a dark red. So dark it almost looked black when the sun wasn't hitting it. All his years in the treacherous highschool and in this horrid town and never once had he seen that bike.
On it, was what he last expected to be riding it. A woman? Now, it's not that Eddie had any issue with it, but here? In Hawkins, Indiana?
There was no way that wasn't the new girl because trust me, Eddie would have noticed her before.
The second thing that caught his attention as he walked in the direction of where the girl was pulling into, was her shirt. It was baggy and the sleeves had been torn off, the sides of her black bra showing when she lifted her arms. It was dark grey and had a white design, the words 'Iron Maiden' large in the front and in the back had all of the dates and places of their 1984-1985 'World Slavery' tour. It was one of Eddies favorite bands.
As she parked the bike, turning off the engine and throwing her bag over her shoulder, some kid jumped up besides her.
"That's a beautiful ride ya got there." He said. Caught by surprise, she flashed the boy a smile, the brightness of it contrasting the darkness of her eyes.
"Thanks. Fixed her up myself." She said, patting the seat.
After a beat of silence, Eddie stuck his hand out towards her.
"Eddie. Eddie Munson, but you, can call me whatever you please." He said, a smile much too sly on his face.
y/n couldn't lie, he wasn't bad looking. He was rather attractive. He didn't look like the jock kind. With hair almost as wild as hers, rings of skulls and gargoyles, patches and pins of various metal bands she was familiar with sewn into his jacket and converse completely covered in doodles of the most outrageous of things, he seemed just like her kind of person.
"Y/n y/l/n and i think i'll decide what to call you while you walk me to first period." She replied, walking past him and avoiding his hand which was still stuck out.
From then on, Eddie knew he was in for it.
2.
"Dude this is the worst shit i've ever fucking smoked." the girl giggled as she laid on the floor of Eddies van, her legs mounted up against the door of the van and her back on the ground.
"It's not that bad." Eddie slurred from his place in the beanbag.
They were parked out front of Eddie's trailer, using the van as a more convenient place to hotbox.
"There's no fucking way Rick doesnt have better shit to offer you. I mean your like his best... busboy. Where's the better shit? I think we should interrogate him." y/n muttered, bringing her legs off the wall and sitting up against it.
Eddie merely snorted at her struggle to sit up. Her eyeliner had smeared a little, now intense and under her eye. Strands of hair stuck onto the piercings on her face, causing her to swat them away, then lightly whine when her aggressive actions pulled on her piercing harshly.
"What are staring at, freak." y/n said playfully, looking up to Eddie who gazed at her from the beanbag, his eyes half opened and hair wild.
"You." He said. Thats what y/n liked about him. An honest man. Only one she'd ever met.
"Why don't you come here and get a little closer, maybe you'll see better." She lited, tilting her head to the side and smiling a smile so innocently titillating that made the boy swallow harshly, sitting up and leaning towards her.
His face was now mere centimeters away from hers, air hot and still reeking of pot. Her smile faltered slightly, now just a smirk.
Eddie was mesmerized. His lips parted as his breaths came in quiet pants. His eyes lazily flickered back and forth between her eyes and her lips.
If he were sober, he would've sealed the gap ages ago but now, countless puffs in and all he could think about was how soft her lips looked, the now faded crimson color looked so delicately venomous. Like one kiss would kill him but oh how endearing that one kiss would be. Almost as if he leaned in, hed never get to lean away and right now, he had no problem with that. So instead of closing the small space between them, he just stared into the abyss that was her lips.
"Why don't you get some Motley playing before i decide to do something dumb like jump your bones, Munson."
3.
The crowd at The Hideout was fuller than usual. A few unrecognized faces littered the crowd. Mostly middle aged men with beards and bandanas.
Eddie was crouched by the back of the stage area, plugging his amp into the wall. Next to him, Jeff and Gareth argued over some stupid cables and which go where as if they hadn't done this millions of times.
"You're a fucking idiot Jeff. That's the XLR cable, not whatever the fuck you're saying. That goes into the amp not the wall." He whisper shouted, making Eddie roll his eyes.
"Then how would the mike turn on, Gareth." He replied, dramatically placing his hands on his hips.
"It connects to the amp that AMPlifies it considering that's what an AMPlifier does. Then the amp goes into the wall. It's not fucking trigonometry. I mean shit, Eddies had to retake highschool like a hundred times and he gets it."
Eddie raised his arms and turned to look at them "I'm right here dumbass." He said annoyed, being dismissed with rolling eyes and waved hands. "I need a beer." He mumbled before making his way past them and up to the bar.
"Luke, can you gimme a Busch?" He ordered, placing the cash on the counter and receiving a nod from the bartender.
"Make that two." A voice rasped behind him, followed by the scent of cigarettes and vanilla.
He turned to welcome to sight of his now bestfriend (and occasional fuck buddy) looking like she just came out of a Rolling Stones magazine. Just a black lace bra as a top, black leather pants, two chains attached to the belt loops and a dark weathered denim jacket thrown over, oversized and the sleeves bagging.
He was holding back any and every urge to immediately fall to his knees at the sight of the y/n y/l/n. The girl that had grabbed the boy by his shoulders and shown him what the world is like outside of the wretched town. The girl that had shown him what it's like to truly have the rug pulled from beneath him and a heavy boot wearing damsel step on his throat.
"On you, of course." She chuckled, jumping onto the bar stool besides him and leaning her forearms onto the sticky bar counter.
"Oh of course. Can't have the punk rock princess pay for her own drinks." He laughed, making y/n laugh at the rhyming but slightly cheesy name he'd decided to give her.
"Would that make you the metalhead macho? Or shall i say, the iron maiden." Y/n laughed at her own joke, making Eddie bark out in laughter as well.
The bartender placed the two bottles before them and Eddie slid him the money for the second one and made his own seat on the barstool next to him.
"So, what brings you here at this treacherous hour of the night?" Eddie asked, never having had seen her at his gigs before.
"Got stoned, bored, and remembered it was tuesday. Plus they don't ID here. Why, don't want me here?" She asked playfully, placing her chin on her palm and elbow on the counter.
"No no no that's not why. I mean definitely it's wonderful you're here, you just didn't have to come if you didn't want to. It's not like we're all that."
"Im playing with you Eds. Came to support my metal monarch and hope he plays some Stooges. Nowhere else i'd rather be." She said, punching his shoulder lightly.
Y/n's words made him blush, followed by his endless hopes that she didn't catch onto that.
"Your wish is my command because as a great poet once said, 'i wanna be your dog'." He said in a fancy voice, grabbing his beer and jumping out his seat to make his way back to his band who now looked about ready to begin playing, but not before bringing his hand up to her chin and swiping it with his thumb lightly, an act of admiration he'd grown used to doing.
"Go get em tiger." She cheered before chugging down her beer.
4. smut belowwwww
Eddie was already deep in the waters of adulation even before the sex began but now, a cigarette in between her lips and legs over his hips, what he felt was near worship.
Riding him with a frevity and hunger that Eddie never knew one could have, he felt like he was orbiting saturn, his hands gripping the skin of her hips as he helped (barely) her motions. Leaning her head back and exhaling the smoke, she looked like an angel to the man beneath her. Or more fitting, a fallen angel.
Because nothing of the things she could do and did do to him were anything near holy. The way she made Eddie feel whether if it was with a simple movement of her body, a knead of her hands, or a lewd comment that dripped out of her lips like the sweetest of honeys was anything but sanctified.
"Fuck y/n. I- i can't. To good. Fuck." Eddie muttered, his words falling incoherent.
"Hold on there pretty boy." y/n moaned, bringing her hand down to his shoulder for support. "I'm close too."
A symphony of the most obscene of moans clouded the room, mildly covered by the heavy guitar of Push and Stomp by Joan Jett & the Blackhearts bouncing off the thin walls, the creaking of Eddie's bed loud and just as incriminating as the very sounds that left their lips.
"Fuck, im gonna cum." Eddie groaned, pulling y/n off of him, ropes of white liquid squirting onto his abdominals.
"I can help with that." y/n mumbled, stuffing her cigarette into the ashtray on Eddies nightstand before grabbing her hair out of her face and leaning her face down to his stomach area, boldy licking him clean.
"Shit." Eddie hissed at the sight. His eyes rolled at the entire scene.
When finished, y/n kissed and licked her way up to his neck, then his jaw, then finally, his lips. He groaned into the kiss, his hands coming up to her waist and flipping the two of them over, now him on top.
"You didn't get to finish." He said, barely letting himself finish his own sentence before muffling it in her neck, biting and nipping at her skin. His hands found its way to her core, fingers gently brushing through her wet folds, pulling a sultry moan from her lips. He made his way down to meet his mouth with her pussy, licking and sucking like a man starved.
Between his fingers and his tongue, he pumped in and out of her, watching from below as he body arched and her eyes squeezed closed. He bathed in pleasure when she gripped onto his hair, pulling on it with authority and possession.
He was hers and there was nothing anyone could do to change that.
5.
The last song Eddie couldve ever expected to have brought y/n such joy was the one that had her on the bed besides him sitting on her knees, in nothing but her black lace panties (which had a tiny rip in the lace trim due to a little impatient man with long black hair) and his hellfire shirt, her arms close to her chest as she swayed with the song.
"OH ONCE IN YOUR LIFE YOU FIND SOMEONE!" y/n sang the lyrics of Heaven by Bryan Adams dramatically, emphasizing the emotion behind the melodic piano and moving instruments.
Eddie laughed at her antics, the haze of the early hour of 3 a.m and the wearing off of the pot they'd smoked earlier made everything so cohesive and the moment so endearing.
"WHO WILL TURN YOUR WORLD AROUND!!" She continued, now theatrically "falling" on top of Eddie, arms still swaying with the music.
Brain fuzzy with laugher, Eddie looked down at her, singing the lyrics to the cheesy song he had no idea was even on her radar, considering it was so out of her character. The dim light of his lamp illuminated her, shadowing her features perfectly.
Once the theatrics were over, instead of rolling off of him, y/n decided to remain on his chest, head tilted up and looking at him and legs intertwined.
He looked down at her, indulging in all her beauty.
"You missed some." He said, his thumb coming to the area right below her eye to wipe off a bit of excess eyeliner that hadn't come off with the makeup wipes, frowning when it didn't come off.
"It's that new waterproof shit i bought. Gotta scrub it off with every bit of strength in me to get it all off." y/n laughed lightly, clearly not showing any sign of her actually getting up to do it.
Eddie reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the packet of makeup wipes shed left on there and grabbed one.
He gently grabbed her face so her chin was on his chest and he sat up slightly against the pillows, y/n closed her eyes and he began wiping around her eyelid and lower lashline, ever so gently and lovingly. Almost like he was scared to hurt her if he got to rough.
As he laid here, he thought to himself about how he could do this every night for the rest of his years. He thought to himself about how he'd finally found a person who got him. Without instruction or persuasion or the need to change, she just got him. From the minute she rode into the oh so boring school of Hawkins High where Eddie felt like he was imprisoned, she graced him with a ground shaking beauty and freed him, gifting him a sense of self and new found enjoyment of his life here in Hawkins. And he wished that when his life here in Hawkins ended, she'd be with him for whatever next life was to come, making a mess of it with smeared eyeliner, smudged nail polish, and lips so dark just the sight of them could make a saint profane.
"thank you." y/n mumbled, eyes still closed as Eddie wiped.
Eddies motions stilled and he stared at her tranquil face. He felt something, something which he had to get out.
"I think i love you." He said quickly and without thinking. A spring of fear blossoming in him. All his worries eased when she let out a soft chuckle, opening her eyes and looking dearly at him.
"i think i love you too, freak."
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Renegades Character Info
Cinder Fall:
Personality: Cunning, Charismatic, Ambitious, Regretful, Fiery.
Role: Leader and Face of the group. In combat she plays Sniper/Artillery/Controller roles.
Semblance: Scorching Caress:
Cinder's Semblance produces intense heat allowing her to manipulate objects, such as turning sand or dirt into projectiles that can be hurled towards her targets, as well as altering her clothes or weapons by manipulating Dust. It is also able to cause explosions on the ground over a given area.
Signature Weapon: Seraphic Serenade: Dual Blades/ Bow Mechashift.
Additional Gear: Collection of Throwing Knives. Dust Vial Case.
Jaune Arc:
Personality: Gallant, Empathetic, Determined, Clumsy, Insecure.
Role: Strategist and Muscle of the group. In combat he plays Tank/Healer/Buffer roles.
Semblance: Aura Amp:
Jaune can use his Semblance to accelerate the healing effects of Aura and intensify another person's Semblance. The amplification accelerates the healing ability of the recipient's Aura, allowing it to heal extremely serious wounds, such as a broken arm or a stab wound in the stomach. It can also increase the power of other people’s Semblances, by either increasing their range, area of effect, damage, or potency. Jaune’s Semblance has also been shown to affect more abstract things like Souls or Magic like Cinder’s Maiden powers.
Signature Weapon: Crocea Mors: Sword and Shield/ Greatsword Mechashift.
Additional Gear: Collapsible Javelins. First Aid Kit.
Adam Taurus:
Personality: Rebellious, Poetic, Aggressive, Conceited, Spiteful.
Role: Bruiser and Technician of the group. In combat he plays Frontline/Striker/Berserker roles.
Semblance: Moon Slice:
With his Semblance, Adam is able to absorb or block the energy from an enemy's attack and re-emit it again in powerful red energy strikes. However, he can only do this with his physical objects, most prominently his sword. This enables him to avoid taking damage directly during absorption, but could leave him highly vulnerable if he is disarmed.
Signature Weapon: Wilt and Blush: Katana / Shotgun Sheath Mechashift
Additional Gear: Flash and Smoke Grenades. Tool Kit.
Neo Politan:
Personality: Colorful, Graceful, Mysterious, Impulsive, Sadistic.
Role: Wild Card and Infiltrator of the group. In combat she plays the Assassin/Disruptor/Skirmisher roles.
Semblance: Overactive Imagination:
Neo's Semblance allows her to create physical illusions that can be seen by everyone. These illusions are highly convincing and shatter like glass when she dispels them, or someone breaks them. Her most apparent use of them is creating illusions around her body, either to disguise herself or for her opponent to target while she escapes or moves unseen to another point of attack.
Signature Weapon: Hush: Bulletproof Parasol / Hidden Rapier Mechashift.
Additional Gear: Dust Launcher Flare Gun. Thieves Tools.
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howlingday · 6 months
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@ninjacomix asked:
Raven meets with her mentor Vergil......and immediately starts putting her back into her training.
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"And where do you think you're going?"
Raven stopped dead in her tracks. She turned back to her tent where a tall man with white, slicked-back hair glared back at her. Great, just what she needed. She stepped forward to greet Vergil.
"What do you wa-"
Steel sang as his katana struck against hers. As it shattered, Raven jumped away, shifting to another blade in her scabbard. Without any sense of urgency, her mentor approached with blade extended at his side.
"Sloppy." Vergil critiqued. "You've been getting weaker since your claim as "The Strongest of the Tribe". Had I actually put more effort into it, Yamato would have shattered more than just your sword."
"What are you doing here, Vergil?" Raven growled. "There's no reason for you to be here."
"If that were true, I wouldn't." Vergil sneered. "So tell me, what business does "The Strongest" have serving the lapdogs of another monster?"
"You don't understand." Raven growled. "Salem is-"
"Immortal?" Raven flinched. "Unstoppable? Terrifying to behold? Yes, I know. So, I have to ask, why isn't that your title?"
"There's no escaping her. She-"
"That's not what I asked." In a blink, he was behind her, blade to her neck. She gulped and felt the cold steel kiss her skin. "I asked you why you're not the strongest."
"...Because I'm weak."
"Oh, so you're saying anyone could kill you at any moment? Even as the Spring Maiden?"
"Don't say-"
"No one can hear me. Not unless I wanted them to." Vergil removed Yamato and sheathed him. "So, will you die as the coward, or will you fight for the title of "The Strongest Maiden"?"
Raven blinked. Suddenly, a new path opened for her. Suddenly, a cold wind blew from behind, pushing her forward. The sky grew dark as black clouds gathered. She grinned with excitement.
A storm was approaching.
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