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justlydiasworld · 2 years

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❦ 𝙁𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙢𝙨 & 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙄 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧

ⒶⓃⒾⓂ︎ⒺⓈ:⃝

-Naruto (kakashi,minato)

-Naruto Shippuden ( sasuke,hinata,naruto,sakura,kakashi,minato, tsunade)

-Jujutsu Kaisen (itadori,nobara,megumi,gojo,choso,etc)

-Jojo’s Bizzares Adventure (Joseph Joestsr,Johnathon Joestar,Lisa Lisa)

-Haikyu (kageyama,osamu,atsumu, suguwara,kiyko,nishinoya,tanaka,etc)

-Death Note (light,L,misa)

-Attack On Titan (levi,eren,mikasa,annie,armin,hange,erwin, yelana,etc)

- Hunter x Hunter (illumi,kurapika,chrollo,leorio)

-Bungou Stray Dogs (Chuuya,Dazai,Nikolai,Ranpo,Poe)

-Black Clover (asta,yuno,charmy,charlatte,zoro,mimosa,etc)

ⓉⓋ ⓈⒽⓄⓌⓈ:⃝

-Stranger Things(Robin Buckley,Eddie Munson,Steven harrington)

(𝗜 𝗮𝗺 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗯𝗹𝘂𝗿𝗯𝘀/head canons 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺𝘀,𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗜 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝗱𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝘃 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘄𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲.)

ⒼⒶⓂ︎ⒺⓈ:⃝

Obey me ( all characters, EXCEPT LUKE)

Genshin Impact ( all adults,not kids)

ⒸⒽⒶⓇⒶⒸⓉⒺⓇⓈ:⃝

Robin Buckley (ST) <--- mostly write for her

Steve Harrington(ST)*

Eddie Munson(ST)*

Kakashi(NARUTO,NARUTO SHIPPUDEN)*

Minato(NARUTO,NARUTO SHIPPUDEN)*

Tsunade(NARUTO SHIPPUDEN)

Sasuke(NARUTO SHIPPUDEN)*

Hinata(NARUTO SHIPPUDEN)*

( WILL BE FINISHED WITH THIS LIST SOON)

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russo-woso · 12 days

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Hot shots | Mary Earps x Russo!reader

Warning vomiting, think that’s it

“Mary, you’re not actually gonna make us do it are you?” You asked your fiancé, Mary, as you sat down on her bed with your sister and Maya.

“Of course I am, babe. It’s good for us.” Mary explained and you shook your head at her.

“I can’t believe this. I hate you. I really do.” You said, lying through your teeth.

How could you ever hate Mary? How could anyone hate Mary?

“That’s a lie!” Mary exclaimed, as she set up her phone.

“I know. I could never hate you.” You told her, resting a hand on her back once she’d sat down next to you.

She threw her arm over your shoulder and pressed a kiss to your lips.

“Stop it.” Alessia complained, pushing you off Mary. “You two can’t go one minute without your lips touching! It’s disgusting.”

“Less, let me kiss my girl.” Mary told her, reconnecting her lips with yours.

“Your girl is also my sister and I don’t like it when you eat her face off. As much as I hate her sometimes, I would still quite like it if she had a face.”

Instead of obeying to Alessia, you and Mary looked at her before reconnecting your lips.

“My god, you two are like teenagers! You can’t go a minutes without your lips on each others.” Alessia exclaimed, diving in the middle of you both to disconnect your lips.

“Fine, fine, let’s just start the video.” You said, much to Mary’s dismay, who wanted another kiss. “You’ve got all night to kiss me.” You whispered in her ear and a smile appeared on her face.

Mary leaned forward to start the video and you nearly fell off the bed, sending Maya into a fit of laughter.

As Mary sat back on the bed, Maya still laughing, she wrapped her arms around all three of you and began talking to her phone.

“Right. Hello, everyone. We’ve got a challenge for me, Maya, Alessia, and my gorgeous fiance, Y/N, today.” Mary began, introducing you all.

“You just had to get that in, didn’t you?” You asked her, rolling your eyes.

“Of course I did, everyone needs to know that you’re mine. Anyway, It’s a weird one today. Hot shots, like the hot shots we are.” Mary continued, and started to open the packaging, handing you each one bottle.

“What’s in them?” Alessia questioned, curiously looking at the bottle.

“Why don’t you do a presentation?” Mary suggested.

“Have you kept them in the fridge?” Alessia asked, laughing as she shook her bottle.

“She has. They’ve been taking up our whole mini fridge.” You said, shaking your head at Mary.

“Orange, lemon, ginger, turmeric, and cayenne.” Alessia called out, naming the ingredients in it.

After a conversation about how to say turmeric, it was time to try them.

“Right, rumour on the street has it, it’s got to be down in one.” Mary told us

“Mary, that’s too big to do it in one. Look, it’s 100mls.” You pointed out the obvious, turning your bottle to show her.

“I can smell that from here.” Maya said, smelling the strong scent from Mary’s bottle.

“You can’t say that because Alessia eats with her nose cause she’s a weirdo. She’s done it since she was little. I mean, who eats with their nose?” You said, purposefully trying to wind your sister up.

“Shut up, Y/N, it’s not my fault.” Alessia whined, nudging her shoulder, roughly, with hers.

“Right girls, to good health. Down the hatch.”

You all clinked bottles with one another before preparing to drink it.

“I’m not doing it all in one.” Alessia stated, you nodding in agreement.

“No, we’ve got to go for it. You both got to do at least half.” Mary compromised and you and Alessia nodded, agreeing to do at least half.

“You just need to keep swallowing.” Maya suggested and you took a deep breath, preparing for the vile taste to take over your mouth.

“3, 2, 1, go.” Mary counted down and one she finished, you all started drinking it.

You took one sip, before sprinting off to the bathroom, spitting it out.

You heard Maya and Alessia laughing as you rinsed your mouth out with water.

Mary quickly followed you, making sure you were okay.

Once you’d washed your mouth, you made your way back out and into the room.

“That was fucking vile.” You exclaimed and sat on the bed. “How did you finish yours? I’d be sick if I had anymore.” You asked Maya and your fiance as you noticed their empty bottles.

Alessia on the other hand, had a half full bottle in her hand, clearly only having a sip or two missing from it.

“Do you want the rest of mine?” Alessia offered Mary and Maya, pulling a face in disgust.

“Come on, baby, can you not just have another sip?” Mary asked you, and you shook your head straight away.

“I’m gonna be sick if I have anymore. That was the worst thing I’ve ever drank.” You stated and Mary laughed before resting a hand on your lower back, rubbing it in circles.

“Come on, Less, you’ve got to finish it.” Mary encouraged Alessia, whose jaw had fallen to the floor.

“So I have to finish mine, but as soon as Y/N says she can’t finish hers it’s okay?” Alessia asked, and Mary nodded.

“Of course, I’m not having a sick girlfriend.” Mary said and you nuzzled your head on her shoulder, smirking cheekily at Alessia.

“This is so unfair.”

“You alright there, Maya?” You asked the young girl who was searching frantically for a drink.

“Maya, tell the camera what you think.” Mary suggested and Maya sat down on the bed.

“It went up my nose when I started laughing. Because your…” Maya made a gulping sound which made you giggle. “…was really loud.”

“My gulp?” Mary fell back in laughter, pulling you down with her. “I quite liked it. I didn’t find it spicy.”

“I can feel it in my throat.” You told them and Alessia hummed in agreement.

“I can too. Like just there.” Alessia agreed, pointing to her throat.

“That wasn’t bad.” Maya stated as you clapped your hands in front of Alessia’s face, startling her because she was completely zoned out.

Alessia punched your arm, and you whimpered in pain, gathering Mary’s attention.

“Alessia, don’t punch her.” Mary lectured less as you run your arm in pain.

“She started it.” Alessia fired back, sending you glares. If looks could kill, you’d be on the floor dead.

“I thought that was quite easy. Challenge complete, no? I think you two failed because you haven’t finished yours. Clearly russos aren’t good with hot shots. It’s a good thing you’ll be an Earps soon.” Mary changed the subject otherwise you and Alessia would have kept arguing.

“I can’t wait to be an Earps.” You whispered, mainly to Mary as she looked down at you smiling before pressing your lips on hers.

As much as you loved kissing Mary, it being one of your favourite things to do, this time was different.

All you could taste was the drink on Mary’s lips and tongue.

“I’m gonna throw up.” You managed to get out as you ran to the bathroom once more, throwing your head in the toilet.

Mary came and rubbed your back, comforting you.

“Fuck. I’m never having one of them again.” You told Mary as you leant your back against the wall.

“You alright, sis?” Alessia asked, genuinely concerned, a whole juxtaposition to how she normally is.

“Yeah, I’m alright. I’m traumatised of kissing Mary again now.” You said, lying a bit just to see Mary’s reaction.

“What? You don’t want to kiss me again? Nope. I’m not having that.” Mary panicked, immediately grabbing her toothbrush and toothpaste to wash her mouth.

“Baby, I’m joking. Calm down.” You rested a hand on Mary’s cheek, rubbing it.

“I really want to kiss you.” Mary announced and you sent her a sympathetic smile.

“Brush your teeth and then you can.”

“Oh my god. You’ve just kissed her and now you want to kiss her again. I swear to god, you’re gonna have no face by the time you get married. Do you know what? I’m gonna go call Luca. At least he’ll talk to me without someone kissing him, unlike you. I’m his favourite sister as well so I know he’ll pick up.” Alessia said, grabbing her phone and began to walk out.

“Less?” You called out and she turned to face you. “Sorry to tell you but Luca’s told me I’m his favourite.”

“Go away, Y/N.” Alessia snapped, slamming the door behind her.

Mary had erratically brushed her teeth, immediately bringing you in for a passionate kiss as soon as she had finished.

Her hands roamed your body and landed on the hem of your shirt playing with it before sliding up and over your head, your lips parting for a second before connecting again.

Mary picked you up, your legs wrapping round her hips as she attacked your neck, light moans leaving your lips.

She began walking into the bedroom but your body tensed as you looked at it.

Mary felt your body tense up and stopped kissing your neck to look up at you.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” Mary asked, her eyes following your gaze as hers widened.

Maya was laid on the bed, watching tv with a smile on her face, knowing exactly what she was doing.

“Maya, you fucking cockblock!”

#woso community #woso x reader #woso #woso imagine #womens football #woso fanfics #mary earps #mary earps x reader

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fandom · 1 year

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Video Games Fictional Characters

A skeleton, a blue hedgehog, and an animatronic bear walk into a bar...

Spamton | Deltarune +3

Sonic the Hedgehog | the Sonic the Hedgehog franchise +8

Glamrock Freddy | Five Nights at Freddy’s: Security Breach

Sans | Undertale +5

Ingo | the Pokémon franchise

Kirby | the Kirby franchise +10

Mario | the Super Mario Bros. franchise -1

Kris Dreemurr | Deltarune +11

Sundrop | Five Nights at Freddy’s: Security Breach

Moondrop | Five Nights at Freddy’s: Security Breach

Shadow the Hedgehog | the Sonic the Hedgehog franchise +17

Phoenix Wright | Ace Attorney +1

Link | The Legend of Zelda franchise -10

Gregory | Five Nights at Freddy’s: Security Breach

Miles Edgeworth | Ace Attorney +3

Ralsei | Deltarune -4

Susie | Deltarune -3

Noelle Holiday | Deltarune +8

Mammon | Obey Me! – Shall we date? -11

Lucifer | Obey Me! – Shall we date? -13

Main Character | Obey Me! – Shall we date? +3

Knuckles the Echidna | the Sonic the Hedgehog franchise

Montgomery Gator | Five Nights at Freddy’s: Security Breach

Papyrus | Undertale -2

Glamrock Chica | Five Nights at Freddy’s: Security Breach

Roxanne Wolf | Five Nights at Freddy’s: Security Breach

Jevil | Deltarune

Berdly | Deltarune

Subway Boss Emmet | the Pokémon franchise

Ekko | League of Legends

Kim Kitsuragi | Disco Elysium

Bowser | the Super Mario Bros. franchise

Azul Ashengrotto | Twisted Wonderland

Diavolo | Obey Me! – Shall we date? -1

Leona Kingscholar | Twisted Wonderland

Frisk | Undertale -1

Malleus Draconia | Twisted Wonderland +11

Glamrock Bonnie | Five Nights at Freddy’s: Security Breach

Barbatos | Obey Me! – Shall we date? +4

Arthur Morgan | Red Dead Redemption 2 -8

Mettaton | Undertale

Floyd Leech | Twisted Wonderland

Maya Fey | Ace Attorney

Simeon | Obey Me! – Shall we date? +1

Michael Afton | the Five Nights at Freddy’s franchise

Riddle Rosehearts | Twisted Wonderland

Harry Du Bois | Disco Elysium

Sora | the Kingdom Hearts franchise -14

Solomon | Obey Me! – Shall we date? -8

Idia Shroud | Twisted Wonderland

The number in italics indicates how many spots a name moved up or down from the previous year. Bolded names weren’t on the list last year.

#year in review #video game characters #tumblr2022

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tamilvalavan · 2 years

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Watch "🤬Never Use Carry Button In Pubg Mobile#shorts #pubgmobile" on YouTube

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#ace attorney #pokemon black and white #league of legends #marc spector #maya rudolph #memes #minecraft #obey me #omg

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gorgeouslypink · 10 months

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Why They Entered the Void and You Haven't

One of the most popular things that I hear from my anons is complaints about how other people are able to enter the void so easily whereas the anon has been trying so hard and struggling forever. This was something that frustrated me a lot during my void journey too. I would log onto tumblr and everyday people who had just found out about the void state would meditate for 5 minutes and enter or just set an intention to wake up in and wake up in the void state and get to live their dream life. Something that really frustrated me was subliminals. Subliminal comment sections would be flooded with people who listened once or twice and entered whereas I would consistently listen for weeks and not get any tangible results. Even on my page, I always talk about compatibility but why are some people compatible with certain methods and others aren't, especially when you want to enter a certain way that so many people have entered but can't. It's super annoying and frustrating which sparks questions: why is it so easy for some people and not for others? why did they enter and you haven't?

The answer is very easy: the law of assumption!

I genuinely don't care if your a states girly or affirm and persist girl or a SATS girl or a subliminals girl or whatever else, all of these methods come back and tie into the main principal behind loa: Whatever you assume is true is the truth. Your assumptions harden into fact and become your reality. This is the basis of the law and it dictates our lives and it is the ideology behind all the methods as well. And this is why some people enter the void easily or with a certain methods while others struggle for months. We are all Gods but the difference between all of us is our assumptions and our assumptions are what leads to our compatibilities and our experiences during our void state journey.

This is why my favorite void tumblr era was the self concept/void concept era. Tumblr was overflowing with success stories for one simple reason; people weren't struggling over methods, they went straight to the root problem which was their void concept and once they fixed that, their 3d had no choice but to obey.

This is why I hate when people start complaining about methods or how challenges don't work or about bloggers. The problem will never be something external, the problem has always been you and your void concept.

You don't believe in loa. Kinda weird how you believe in the void state but not loa but just keep trying different methods and hopefully you find one compatible with you and your assumptions right now. Good luck! But if you understand what I'm saying, then there are 2 ways that we can go about this:

1. Fix your void concept. Choose whatever method you want. All of them work. States works, Intention works, Affirm and Persist works, Subliminals work, SATS works (personally my own recommendation), all the methods work. I highly recommend reading some manifestations books and trying to understand the law yourself (my personal recommendation is At Your Command by Neville Goddard, just search it up on Google and a free pdf pop ups). Understand the law and you will realize how imperative it is for life in general and the way you interpret the law will show you which method to pursue. Edward Art started off reading Neville and he interpreted the law into the practice of states which has been helping many people. I read a few of Neville's books and how I interpreted it lead me to SATS. Maya (@charmedreincarnation) who I think is one of the best bloggers on here for loa intepreted the law and uses intention. Do your own reading and see how you interpret it. Once you change your assumptions and fix your void concept, you are guaranteed to enter the void. It doesn't matter if you want to wake up in it or use yoga nidra, you will enter because that's how your assumptions will be.

2. The second way was the method I shared before my hiatus, but I think Maya's directions for it are more clearer so make sure to read this. Basically, in this method is just the intention method but on crack. The specific steps puts you in the ideal place where your intention will manifest do if you just intend to wake up in the void state, it will. You are using the law to use your advantage but are bypassing the things that hinder manifestations from being instant. Here are two success stories using this method: one and two.

I recommend combining both these ways and just entering tonight. For whatever reason, you can't do the second way, I don't want to hear any complaining. You know the problem is you. Use the first way, fix your void concept, and enter the void state. If you ask me, Im always going to be recommending SATS but just read Neville's books on your own and see what speaks to you. I also really recommend watching this wizardliz video for motivation.

I believe in you guys and I can't wait to see all the success stories.

#void state

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nellycanwrite · 1 year

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His Queen

K’uk’ulkan x Filipino!Reader Blurb

Summary: K'uk'ulkan pays you a visit to ask you to become his queen.

Rating: PG 13+

Warnings: None.

Word Count: 1.5K

Note: Filipino!Reader is inspired by Marvel's equivalent to the Filipino Superhero Pearl Pangan, also known by her hero name Wave. You can control water and have the same capabilities as a Talokanil, but you are still a land-dweller born and raised in the islands of Mactan, Cebu Philippines.

It is also worthy to note that I have not included any Yucatec Maya phrases despite Namor speaking in his mother tongue as respect to his language. Therefore his mother tongue shall be labeled with italics.

This work is a connecting piece to His Timeless Love. Both can be read separately and in any order.

Hidden by the waves of saltwater was a man. But not just any man; K'uk'ulkan. The feathered serpent god from myths old and from legends foretold. Yet his divine countenance could not compare to your own. The water bent by your will, aides you at your beck and call. It surrounded you like a halo of shimmering fractals that danced around you with the flitters of a sea faerie from folktales. It was as if the sea was your bidding, yet it obeyed you like a knight to its queen. Such prowess came from disquieting origins, yet you wielded it proudly. Regally.

He was enchanted by you.

There were no words to describe the blossoming heat from his chest, traveling from the pulsing veins of his fingertips down to the tingling crunch of fine white sand beneath his bare feet. You moved with the grace of dancing anemone, glowed as brightly as the stars of the evening sea that guided him through the throes of the darkened currents. No matter how many times he would see you, his breath always hitched. Time always stopped.

Time was no concept for an immortal such as he, yet he found himself counting every precious second when he basked in your company.

"I know you're there." The sea rippled around him. He shook his head and chuckled.

"How did you know?" He rose from the depths of the water and stayed by the shore's edge. The waves lapped at his winged feet pleasantly like a greeting from an old friend. His eyes trailed across your back as you glided your arms in a dance of tradition with the water accompanying your movements.

"You're not subtle, K'uk'ulkan," you did not turn to face him, but you regarded him with a sliver of ocean water snaking across his arms. K'uk'ulkan held the urge to let a pleasant shiver run down his spine. You chuckled, "I saw you peeking your head from the shore."

"Is it unpleasant for you? For me to disturb you from your rituals." He asked. Your hands stopped.

"Never." You did not bother to correct him that your idle movements weren't rituals. It was mere movements controlled by the crashing waves upon the loose sand, imitating the flow of the currents that shook with each stroke. An impulse, maybe. An urge to dance with the hymns of your orient motherland.

You finally turned to face him, eyes locking with a magnificent earthen oak. He chose this moment to shorten the distance between you, his fingers finding solace at the supple of your cheeks. He caressed the lids of your eyes free of seawater and lingered a kiss to your brows with a satisfied smile.

"Then why call me out?" There was a mischief behind his words hidden beneath the whispers of ardor. You smiled.

"I would rather have your company than to let you linger by the sea. I know you wish for the same."

You noticed his breath become albeit ragged—although it was but a sliver of a puff of air—so you willed the water to sustain his skin from the blistering heat knowing full well that he would stay with you until nightfall. The sun of Mactan, Cebu on the high end of summer's afternoon was one of the hottest recorded in any index; it would harm K'uk'ulkan if you were to let him stay under it any longer. A thin dome of water covered the both of you and the light bounced off from the water to your skins. Picturesque as it might seem to the eyes of an onlooker, there was something much more beautiful in the eyes of K'uk'ulkan.

And that was you.

"Thank you, my love." He spoke in his mother tongue. It was as pleasant and melodious as the wind chimes from your rattan house. It always filled you with immeasurable joy for him to use his language to speak so softly with you.

"Always," you guided him to sit on the sand under a nearby coconut tree, water covering you at every step and wetting the exposed skin of K'uk'ulkan. A question prodded in the forefront of your mind as soon as you were settled and huddled between the serpent god's legs, his arms wrapping around your waist and head buried on your shoulder, "why have you come to visit, my king?"

"Do I need a reason to see my queen?"

You sighed and shook your head, leaning back against his frame and turning your head to kiss the shell of his pointed ears. "A land dweller cannot be queen, K'uk'ulkan. You know that."

"Yet one lay in my arms at this very moment." He tightened his grip on your waist and peppered kisses against your neck. You tried your best not to humor his need for attention despite the growing heat that formed on your nape and cheeks.

"The people need a queen that is of Talokan blood. I can't simply take that role."

"Your achievements speak for itself," he raised his head from your shoulder and kissed your cheek, "you have saved Talokan from the hands of scientists who tried to scour through the depths of our oceans, kept our secret well-hidden from the land dwellers, and you have kept your promise of aid to my kingdom in times of need. We have seen you divert ships away from our home with your riptides and currents."

"That is hardly a reason. I've only repaid a debt."

"And what debt would that be?"

"Sparing me," your hands snaked towards the hands that locked itself on your waist. You drew circles against his skin as he sighed in content at the moment, "you had every reason to kill me when I stepped through the entrance of Talokan. You were a king who protected his people—I was sure I was going to die by your hand that day."

"You intrigued me," he supplied, his hands now taking yours and intertwining your fingers together, "you did not yield under my threats nor did you use the name my enemies have called me when I have antagonized you."

"Namor," you tried, the name foreign to your tongue, "I much prefer your real name, K'uk'ulkan. And why would I make an enemy of the king of a civilization that I have intruded?"

"You might be one of the rarer sane land dwellers."

"I try." You gave him an amused shrug.

"You are also special, my love," he added, his mother tongue chiming through the warm pacific winds, "my people already revere you as a god of their own."

"Me?"

"Do I really have to spell every word?" He placed two fingers on your chin and made you look up at the flowing dome of saltwater that you are effortlessly maintaining with your powers, "you control the sea. Our life source is at your beck and call. You can breathe like us, swim like us, and you could withstand the pressure of Talokan. You have garnered the love of our people."

"Your people." You corrected him. He shook his head and adjusted himself so he could lay his forehead against yours.

"Our people," he stared into your eyes, the rich earthen gaze reflecting that of his love for the sea. With it also came the tremendous love he had for you; his queen. No one was fit to rule by his side but you. Although there might be reservations from others of his kingdom, they cannot refute the fact that you—an entity that controlled the tides of their home—were to be revered. Respected.

Your benevolent rule will be the legacy of his choice. And it will be living proof for the people that you were the only rightful queen to sit by the right hand of his throne.

"You hold the strength of the sea at your whim, yet you choose kindness above all else. But you do not hesitate to use force when it is necessary. That is the true makings of a ruler. Your judgment astounds me, your beauty is simply divine. You are perfect, my love."

"K'uk'ulkan…" his name was like a prayer to your mouth. It was ironic, you might say, for the prayers of the god of the sea fell into his attentive ears and returned the favor with worship—as if you were the divine entity and he the disciple. You felt his hands creep into the back of your head and pull you impossibly closer, his fingers tangling with your dampened hair from the obedient water from the ocean's tide, his lips fluttering with the tongue of praise to you; his god. He regarded your meager stature like the statue of a Santo Niño. Holy. Sacred.

He uttered your name in a breathless whisper that wavered the dome of water from your command. He might have found that amusing enough to release a minute chuckle. He was the only one who could sway your otherwise earnest control.

"This I ask again, will you become my queen and rule Talokan by my side?"

#namor x reader #namor #mcu namor #namor x filipino!reader #namor x fem!reader #k'uk'ulkan #k'uk'ulkan x reader #marvel #wakanda forever #talokan

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mebemilena · 3 months

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Kiss it better

A/N: i'm writting one more for Maya's worst student. I had do edit because i noticed i somehow didn't paste the whole text from my email drafts. It was late at nigt, so i might have clicled something i shouldt. Anyway, thank you so much for reading me.

Summary: you woke up with a terrible pain in your neck and Maya offers to help. Funny thing is that her offer includes more than just a massage.

"Ouch.. my neck is killing me.", you texted Maya, rubbing the back of your neck. It was almost midday and you knew she'd be busy working or preparing her lunch, but of course she'd reply at some point.

You were relaxing in bed when the buzzing of your phone made you turn to your side as you read her message. A few minutes of chit-chat followed by a sting on the left side of your neck again and you complained once more, rubbing it a little harder this time..

"I can help you. I'm pretty good with my hands.", you read on your phone screen and tried not to make a joke about it, but she was the one sending a suggestive emoji. You've been flirting playfully for a while but those were just you two fooling around, trying to make the other embarrassed.

This felt a little different though. There was something about it.

Like you had nothing to lose, you accepted her offer and Maya came over an hour after that, just enough time to get her things done and buy you some treats. "Bananas are good for your muscles.", she signed when you gave her a questioning look as she handed you a bag with a few fruits.

You walked her to your room, showing her a few new things around the house. A picture of your cat, a shirt your mother had sent you, the cookies you had baked earlier. For the first time in a long while being alone with Maya was making you feel a little anxious.

Once in your room, Maya opened her backpack and showed you a small green plastic bottle. "It's one of those lotions for sore muscles. Like those for athletes.", she explained without you asking and you just nodded. "Understand?", she asked.

You could only understand a few signs. "Kind of. What is it?", you asked, signing too slow for your own liking.

Maya was being extra patient today. "It's for your pain.", she explained, spelling the word pain at the end and you finally understood.

She took a chair closer to your bed and told you to sit down. You obeyed and just then you noticed your height difference while you were sitting and she was standing.

As she moved around you noticed she was cleaning her hands with a small towel. "They sweat a lot.", she explained without you asking again, as if she could read your mind.

Maya walked to you and smiled, ready to start. You put your hair up. "Can you take your shirt off?", she signed and you made a face. "Sorry.", you apologized for not understanding. "Shirt off.", she signed, simplifying it for you.

There were times you felt terrible for not studying more. Maya was a great teacher and she became a great friend. You felt like you were putting her down and it was frustrating how she'd try so hard to communicate while you were lacking vocabulary. You probably missed a lot of what she said sometimes.

Your thoughts were interrupted when you noticed her staring at you, puzzled if you understood the request or not. You nodded, finally giving her an answer. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath as you tried to act the most normal possible, taking your shirt off and instantly holding it to cover your chest.

"It hurts here. I think it hurt when sleep.", you signed, trying your best to hold your shirt between your forearms and chest.

"We'll fix it. Try to relax, i told you i'm good with my hands.", Maya signed to you before applying some lotion on her hands. Your breathing got a little heavier as she walked behind you.

Her hands were indeed skilled of course. She placed them on your shoulders and started applying pressure there, her thumbs rubbing circles on your flesh. You closed your eyes and let yourself lean into her touch.

After a while, Maya tapped on your shoulder. "Your muscles are tight. This might be due to stress.", she told you. "S-T-R-E-S-S", she spelled to you.

"Oh, makes sense. I have hard week work.", you told her.

While Maya pressed the knots on your shoulders, you hummed, too focused on the feeling of her warm hands.

She tapped your shoulder again, lighter this time. "Are you speaking? I can feel your throat. Is it too much?", she asked.

"no, it's fine. I like it", you signed, sticking to simple replies.

Maya touched the back of your neck with one hand, her thumb massaging one side as her other fingers massaged the other side, like a claw. A very skilled claw that was making you lose yourself in a pool of relaxation, even though there was that soft stretchy pain.

Maya tapped lightly on your chin this time, waking you up from the transe. "Do you know what makes everything better?", she asked, kneeling in front of you, her eyes on you the whole time.

"what?", you asked, ever so eloquently.

"Kisses.", she signed slowly. "Kisses heal everything.", she told you and you stopped breathing when the tip of her nose slowly touched yours.

Maya gave you the space and time to move away if you'd like. She kissed the tip of your nose and walked back to her spot behind you.

You felt her lips on your nape and a small moan escaped you. Maya left open mouthed kisses on the side of your neck and up to your jaw, one of her hands held your chin up and the other was stuck to your shoulder. You held the urge to moan louder and closed your legs a little tighter, the pressure slowly building up in your belly. Since when were you that sensitive?

She kept kissing her way to the corner of your mouth, where she stopped. You held your breath and waited for a kiss full on the lips, but that never came.

You opened your eyes and saw her getting her stuff back on her backpack, cleaning her hands on that small towel again like nothing had happened. Your brain took a whole minute to process it all and registered that the pain in your neck had indeed got better.

You waved your hands, trying to catch her attention. "I think my legs hurt too." you tried and the blush on your face was not unnoticed.

Maya walked back to you, kneeling in front of you again, her hands on your thighs now. "I can take care of that too.", she signed, a playful smile on her lips.

#maya lopez #maya lopez x reader #marvel women #marvel echo #maya lopez fanfiction

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vickyvicarious · 3 months

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The whole scene building to this is fascinating to me. First Albert specifically asks his old friend to protect his invention no matter what, even saying, "I'll cooperate. I'll do whatever you say. I swear it." Barok pauses a moment, before pointing out that means Albert has just confessed. And when Ryunosuke tries to deny it, he takes a moment to very pointedly spell out exactly what that will mean: if Ryunosuke argues that the experiment was a hoax, then the invention will no longer be protected. If he admits to the murder, the invention will be kept safe.

This puts Ryunosuke on the spot, as he struggles with protecting his client legally, or obeying his stated wishes to protect his invention instead. As he points out, "(Either way, I can't avoid betraying his trust...)" This is a really interesting reversal of the way Ryunosuke himself has been betrayed by his clients in the past. With McGilded, he did his utmost to protect his client with all the knowledge he had at his disposal, despite some doubts. Later it was revealed that he had successfully freed a guilty man. (Not that he even made it out of the courtroom thanks to Graydon, but still.) And with Gina, he had to struggle to prove himself worthy of her trust before she would cooperate with him. In both cases, trust between a lawyer and their client was key. Here again that theme rears its head as he finds himself forced to betray his client's trust.

It takes Susato's arrival to (literally!) flip Ryunosuke's thinking around, from dwelling on how no matter what he must lose something... to instead focusing on what, then, he can still save.

(Sidenote - I fucking adore Susato.)

It's only with this perspective that he is no longer paralyzed by the choice, and can openly speak to Albert about the reality of the situation. He establishes their common ground as people who seek the truth, and is able to snap Albert out of his denial about his experiment.

It's a big moment for the both of them. Until Albert admits to remembering something relevant, implicitly agreeing to let Ryunosuke continue in his defense, things come almost to a head in a way that reminds me of Phoenix's choice in 2-5, when he must decide whether to send an innocent person to jail, or stay dedicated to the truth and lose Maya. Obviously, this is a little less personal, and less openly life and death, but it has a similar gravity in that it is a choice that would dictate Ryunosuke's path forward as a lawyer. Luckily, Albert does come to his senses enough that Ryunosuke doesn't actually have to betray him, but his determination to do so in order to save his life over his faked invention cements his own choice to dedicate himself to the truth. And I love that he is able to do so with Albert's acceptance, with common ground established, because it means he is able to keep that trust between lawyer and client here.

...So, big moment for Ryunosuke!

But we can't forget Van Zieks here.

When Albert has his breakdown about his experiment being tampered with, Barok's reaction is to say, "...So...you've finally opened your eyes." He then says those lines up top. He calls Albert by name as he says he "can't ignore this any longer." It's a moment of what seems like surprising vulnerability, or at the least Barok is expressing emotional openness in a way completely unfamiliar to Ryunosuke and Susato. And then, before the end of the trial for the day, Barok again asks Albert point-blank if he is giving up on protecting his invention. The Professor agrees, and apologizes. Maybe to the court for wasting their time, but... more likely to his old friend.

It seems a lot like Barok was deliberately leading this whole conversation to force Ryunosuke into making that exact choice here, with the hopes of getting Albert to face the truth. As soon as he was asked to protect the invention over his friend's life, he started being very blunt about what that would mean. He repeatedly established what was being officially said, and whether or not the prosecution would have Harebrayne's consent to submit the paperwork, or whether Ryunosuke would take the official position to call out the faked experiment. I definitely get the vibe that he wanted things to turn out this way for the sake of his friend. He didn't want Albert to throw his life away for something that in all likelihood wasn't even real.

...At the same time, though, I feel like he may be playing to an audience at the end here. There is definitely the sense that Barok's superiors (Stronghart) want to learn all the details of the invention and want to be able to seize it for their own purposes. By the end of this conversation, he has that permission. I think probably he would have gotten it in one way or another regardless. I also think that he is going to continue to try just as hard to get Albert convicted. But now he is able to do both with the same understanding that he established when he visited him in his cell before the trial, that this is him doing his duty and is something Albert doesn't blame him for. Both prosecuting him, and inspecting his invention. It's his own way of maintaining that trust in their friendship even as they stand on opposing sides.

#ace attorney #tgaa #tgaalb #ryunosuke naruhodo #barok van zieks #albert harebrayne

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felinecryptid · 10 months

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this world is nothing without you (life is here only if you are)

hobie feels at home at pav's

Hobie knocked on the frosted green glass window for the third time. If Pav didn't open it, he was going to sneak in. Normally, he'd sneak in without knocking, but the last (which was also the first and only) time he snuck in, he got smacked in the face with a black umbrella by Maya Auntie.

Hobie decided to never sneak in again because Maya Auntie did not set off his spider senses and he wasn't very particularly keen to have a face full of umbrella again.

The knocks echoed in the narrow alley right below Pav's window. A random passerby looked up to find the source and Hobie flattened himself on the ledge above Pav's window. He'd rather not get seen today if he could help it, because people seemed to think he was a robber. Again, it wouldn't be a huge problem if people thought he was a robber, but today he was on a mission. A personal mission.

There had been a small fight with a 'villain of the week' in Gwen's world, and Hobie had noticed Pav looking a lil bit peaky after the fight. Hobie tried to get a hold of him, but he disappeared quickly from the scene, leaving Hobie to deal with the stick up Miguel's ass alone. The moment Hobie was free from the clutches of the man baby, he set off to Pav's house.

The night had fallen and rain was still falling, when he had stepped onto Pav's roof in Mumbattan. A quick climb down to the fourth floor and there he had been, knocking for Pav to open the fucking window.

The suspicious passerby ceased looking for him, quickly hurrying down the alley, probably thinking they are avoiding a mugger, Hobie assumed, swinging down to the window as soon as they were out of sight. If only they knew there were two spidermen nearby, Hobie thought, slightly shaking his head.

Pav still hadn't opened the window.

Hobie seriously debated going in through the air vent. He could probably fit in there if he tried hard enough, he studied the narrow opening next to the window.

Something clattered inside. "Pav," He called, "Is'at you?"

No reply. More clattering.

"Pav?" He called out, voice louder.

The window swung in abruptly, revealing the worried face of Maya Auntie. Fucking shit.

"What are you doing here? Do you know what time it is?" Maya Auntie hissed with the ferocity of a thousand cats. So much for not getting caught. "Do your parents know you are here, hmm?"

Hobie stumbled on his words. He did not want to piss Maya Auntie off. She was one of the few adults Hobie respected. For obvious reasons. "Umm, yeah they told me I could visit Pav when I told them he looked kinda pale today," He lied, you know, like a liar. Maya Auntie didn't know he had no parents, didn't know they were spidermen and swung through the multiverse on a regular basis to beat the ass of selfish people who didn't get their way and threw a genetically modified fit, didn't know how much Pav meant to him, didn't know he wasn't from this universe.

But she did know it was him who she smacked for trying to sneak in months ago because the next question out of her mouth was, "Why can't you use the main door like a normal human being?"

He couldn't sass her- He couldn't sass her-

"-Because I don't want you to fall down, okay? Consider this your own home and use the front door, beta, it's very unsafe."

"Okay, Auntie."

"Good, come in," She said, moving away from the window. Hobie swung in. "Next time you are going to use the front door, no climbing walls like hooligans," Maya Auntie said in a stern voice and Hobie nodded, like he had the full intention to obey her. "He's sleeping because he has high fever, don't wake him up before 10, he needs to sleep for the tablets to work." She said, gesturing at Pav, sleeping curled around his pillow on the bed.

"Got it."

"Okay then," his Aunt looked around the room, "Kamre ka kabada kar rakha hai ladke ne, jidhar dekho kapde aur kitab, tch, mehman baithane ko jagaa nahi hai," She muttered unintelligibly before looking straight at him, "Hobie beta, what do you want to eat? Vada Pav, Besan ke ladoo or Jalebi?"

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Hobie sat in Pav's room, at his table, reading a colour coded handwritten periodic table stuck to the wall, with a plate full of food he couldn't pronounce. What a priss, Hobie's heart swelled with affection looking at the numerous charts of scientific notes on the wall.

"Hobie." Pav snifffed lightly, his voice slightly hoarse.

Hobie turned around to look at Pav. He was almost completely under the thick blanket, his beautiful hair plastered to his forehead with sweat, eyes shiny with sleep.

"What are you doing here?"

"You guys don' got no other questions to ask?" Hobie said, no real fire in his words.

Pav laughed. "I heard. Sorry you had to get interrogated like that," He shrugged weakly.

"Nah," Hobie started, "It was fine."

Pav hummed. "What are you eating?" He asked after a while of simply staring up at the ceiling.

"I dunno their names, bruv. One of these is an orange curly lookin' thing tha' is syrupy and the other is, also curly, but its spicier than the orange ones,"

"Oh, Jalebi and Bhakarwadi."

"I didn' understand a lick of what you said."

"That's just what they're called."

"You'll 'ave to teach me tha' some other time," Hobie leant back in Pav's chair, popping one of the spicy things into his mouth.

"Sure'm," Pav mumbled, visibly falling asleep. "Come here?"

Hobie wordlessly slid into his bed, sitting near the head, softly caressing his hair, even after he had drifted off to sleep. Not even an hour later, Hobie had fallen asleep too.

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Chaipunk sickfic bc im down w fever too and i needed to get comfort somewhere

im delirious on painkillers as im writing it, so feel free to point out errors i have definitely missed, bc i didnt even read this a second time

title (translated) from soch na sake

translation

Kamre ka kabada kar rakha hai ladke ne, jidhar dekho kapde aur kitab, tch, mehman baithane ko jagaa nahi hai - boy makes the room looks like a trashcan, clothes and books lying wherever you look, tch, there's no place for guests to sit (she's referring to personal guests here bc family or neighbours get seated in the living room/dining table while friends usually go to their personal room)

#chaipunk fic #chaipunk #chaipunk sickfic #hobie x pavitr #pavitr x hobie #pavitr prabhakar atsv #hobie brown atsv #pavitr prabhakar #hobie brown #atsv fanfiction #hurt/comfort #mild hurt a lotta comfort

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darthvashtique93 · 22 days

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A Cosmos In The Sand

Chapter 18

Maya cowered before Slaede, Graent, and Mara. "You know where Themyscira is?" Slaede stared at her skeptically while circling her. "And how, may I ask, were you able to do this when Raven, who is way better than you, could not?"

"I-I-I," Maya stuttered.

"Isn't obvious?" Graent sneered. "If Maya was able to find Themyscira so easily, this just proves Raven has been manipulating us. She's known where Themyscira has been all along."

"N-N-No," Maya tried to speak.

"Should have carved her face when you had the chance," Mara said.

Slaede folded his arms, his mouth in a straight line. Had Raven been playing him all along? The thought churned Slaede's stomach. I gave everything to her, and this is how she betrays me? "Gather the troops," Slaede said to his son. "Feed them. We ride at dawn."

Maya stood silently in Raven's room, biting her nails. After their initial conversation, Raven had told Maya to tell Slaede where Themyscira was. She was then supposed to tell Slaede that Raven had escaped her captors and was on her way. She'd told Slaede where Themyscira was, but Graent interrupted her before she could say tell them that Raven was on her way. She placed a hand on her bruised cheek. She had frozen in fear when Graent sneered at her. With a sigh, Maya looked out the window. The sun had just finished rising. I just hope I haven't ruined everything by keeping my mouth shut. Maya prayed Raven got here soon.

It wasn't exactly a feast, but it was not not a feast. Slaede knew the way to his soldiers' heart was their belly. Thus, the lavish meal. Looking around the open courtyard, Slaede took note of the League of Shadows members standing quietly in the shadows. He looked to his right, where Maya sat dutifully, stiffly, and quietly. Her face didn't show a single emotion. Turning to his left, he scowled at what he saw. Graent was all but forcing himself on one of the serving girls. Slaede rolled his eyes. He didn't mind what his son did or who he did it with, but "Have some decorum," Slaede muttered to himself. He turned his attention back to the fancy dinner, raising an eyebrow when one of his captains boldly strolled up the aisle, stopping a few meters from Slaede. He bowed on one knee respectfully. "Rise," Slaede commanded. The captain obeyed. "Speak," Slaede ordered.

"Sire," the captain spoke loud enough for the men to hear. Slaede tilted his head curiously, and even Graent ceased his groping. "The men and I were wondering – will the sorceress be joining us tonight?"

"The sorceress is right here," Slaede gestured to Maya.

The captain smirked. "She is not the sorceress of which I speak. She is merely a child. No, I speak of Raven."

Slaede frowned. It was an unspoken rule that Slaede was the only one allowed to call Raven by her name. He glared at the captain. "She is resting," he said through clenched teeth.

"Of course," the captain smirked, "or is it that she's no longer here?"

"Excuse me," Slaede glared.

"The sorceress hasn't been seen or heard from for days. Yet, we are supposed to blindly believe your words promising us victory? We are supposed to march on Themyscira on the word of this child," he looked at Maya in disgust. "We would like to hear directly from Raven herself."

Slaede slowly stood from his golden chair, his furor growing. "Is my word not enough?" he glowered at the captain.

The captain didn't back down. "It is not that we don't believe you, Your Majesty. It's that the sorceress, Raven, is a sort of…symbol…for good fortune."

"And?"

"Symbols are only useful when they are seen."

"This is so uncomfortable," Jhon whispered as he adjusted the top part of his bedlah.

"Stop fidgeting," Damyan whispered back, laying as a still as a statue.

"The things I do for family," Jason muttered, "do girls really wear these things? It's so uncomfortable," he adjusted his top too.

"Guys!" Viktor shouted from outside the carriage, "I can hear you! This will only work if you're quiet!"

"Easy for you to say," Jason whispered loudly, "you're not wearing a tiny shirt and skirt."

"Will you shut up!" Damyan whispered loudly.

"All of you be quiet! I'm crossing the bridge," Vicktor said.

"Here goes nothing." A few minutes later, Damyan heard Viktor say to a guard at the gate, "I have the women for King Slaede."

"The king didn't call for any women," a guard replied. Damyan watched the silhouette of another guard approach the covered wagon. The guard grabbed the curtain with his free hand.

Raven quickly adjusted her top as she dashed down the stairs, the task made more challenging by her unfamiliarity with the castle's layout. Sneaking in had proven difficult, never having been allowed to roam freely within its walls. After finding a hidden entrance and winding up in the kitchen, a place she'd never before visited, Raven had to acclimate to the iolite decorating the palace walls and the slightly toxic atmosphere, a stark contrast to the clean air she was accustomed to.

Despite the confusion of the kitchen staff upon her arrival, Raven pressed on, spending nearly an hour navigating the castle's corridors, avoiding guards, before finally stumbling upon a familiar hallway. Getting dressed without assistance had been a struggle, the intricate ties of her top proving a challenge for her limited powers, nearly causing her to ruin the garment. Now, standing before the giant doors leading to the courtyard where Slaede's soldiers were feasting, Raven whispered to herself, "Here goes nothing," before flinging the doors open.

#robrae #robin x raven #damian x raven #damirae #demonbirds

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itsclydebitches · 1 year

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Am I the only one that feels like that Maya!RWBY would get washed by Poser!RWBY, combat-wise? Comparing the scenes from Poser-era to Maya-era, and I find that Team RWBY in the former had better weapon usage and Semblance/Aura versatility than the latter - especially when you look at each of the trailers (I know it's 'Rule of Cool', but still...), not to mention much more coordinated team attacks. Like, Beacon!Weiss is proficient in Time Dilation and Elemental Glyphs while being a proficient fencer; in comparison, Maya!Weiss is just... a summoner. That's it. Like, she's written as if she has no other skills. 'Blek' is knocked down so easily these days and uses her Semblance as a means of escape; Blake, on the hand, not only is a proficient swordswoman but shows versatility with a Kusarigama, marksmanship, and double wielding. Oh, and that's not including her masterful use of her semblance to create afterimages to pull off blitzkrieg combos, and later infuse them with Dust for surprise feints. And how can I forget her fucking aura slashes! Yang, is tankier in Poser, and she uses her Semblance as a last resort/'uno reverse' - letting her CQC skills do the talking; meanwhile, "Yang" just... activates her semblance at the drop of a hat, ruining that surprise factor while slowly becoming heavily reliant on both it and her "weapon upgrades" (which are, in reality, downgrades since her previous explosive rounds were much more versatile in comparison). And Ruby... I can't really say much except that scythemanship-CQC combination and semblance usage were more dynamic. I know it's partly due to Monty and Shane's insane animation skills, but I feel like there's more to it than that. Sorry, these are just my observations.

Wholeheartedly agree. I mean yes, we're all continually acknowledging that we can't have the choreography and vision of the Monty years, but even beyond that recent fights have, for the most part, been shockingly forgettable for me. An immediate exception to that is Ironwood vs. Watts (which uses the environment really well) and I liked portions of the WBY vs. Chessman fight from V9E3, but on the whole the girls feel nerfed despite the claims of, "We're full-fledged huntresses now, capable of beating some of the best in the world."

To add to what you've already got above, some details that immediately spring to my mind are:

Yang repeating the same combat mistake that she made back in Volume 3, resulting in "dying" rather than losing an arm

Ruby now using her semblance primarily to travel (within Atlas HQ, out of the Red Castle, etc.) rather than pulling off cool dodges, ping-ing off of things for extra speed, or creating a tornado-like effect as seen in the food fight. As mentioned many times in the past, sometimes it's not even used for an obvious need, like scaling the mountainside while fighting Cordovin, because the story wants a 'cliffhanger.'

One of the reasons I liked the chessman battle was because we had some actual team attacks, but recent Volumes are still weighed down by separating the teams - even when the story claims that's the key to victory (AKA Ace Ops battle).

This extends to moments like YJB just taking turns against the Hound, or Neo standing there dumbly as Oscar runs the length of a hallway to punch her.

I rarely feel like fights are won with any exciting flourish or narrative satisfaction anymore. (Which is another reason why Ironwood vs. Watts works so well for me: destroying your arm as a massive 'fuck you' to what your enemy thinks you're capable of withstanding to catch them unaware in their confidence is AMAZING.) I still think about Weiss summoning a wall of ice for Harriet to knock herself out against and I'm like... really? That's it?

Ruby doesn't really use her sniper rifle anymore. I loved that she used that to obey Qrow's "Stay back!" command while still trying to help. That used to be another way to slow descent, get in quick shots between swings, help an ally like when she hit Nora with the lightning dust...

I could go on. So many of the new fights are just plain boring to me. Think about how much is solved through the Big Powers now. Ruby takes out The Apathy with her eyes (though I put that in only to establish the pattern. I do like that the emotion-based grimm was defeated via care for another, not fighting.) The Hound goes the same way. Oscar sets off an explosion of magic against Salem. Winter Maidens up to blast Ironwood, etc. They're all incredibly easy wins that, for the most part, just require the magic wielder to stand there and shoot the Powerful Magic Beam at the enemy. Meanwhile, other potentially well-choreographed fights are seeped in narrative problems, like Qrow and Tyrian vs. Clover. Now toss in moments like Blake begging Ruby for help, or her and Weiss being unable to get up the vines, or them straight up forgetting that Cinder is in the city (because strategy is as important as power) and yeah, OG!RWBY would wipe the floor with them.

OG!RWBY is made up of a prodigy child wielding "one of the most dangerous weapons ever designed," a sword master capable of manipulating time, her teammate's powers, versatile glyphs, and her family's dust supply, a tank who supposedly went on a journey to better harness her ability to absorb and redirect energy (which as you say used to be an awesome surprise, not a response every time Yang gets mildly annoyed at someone), and the child of combat activists who, by her own admission, had to fight early and well to survive outside the Kingdoms. Team RWBY now feels like they're powerful primarily because a) they claim they are and b) they've got various forms of magic in their back pocket.

#rwde #rwby #mymetas

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cable-knit-sweater · 10 months

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Maya, I am just going insane from the Seb content this weekend. I had NO IDEA how much we'd be fed without any notice! 😩😩😩 What is he doing to us???? Walking around looking like that and that man is 100% feeling himself.

I love when he's strutting around and being an absolute menace to society. I feel like we were so unprepared for this prime beefsteak to attack us like this.

And it got me thinking that if we're so affected by it, then how does Chris react to seeing Sebastian walking around like that???

Subby Sebastian is one thing, but subby Chris? Seeing the photos and videos of Sebastian going about town and showing off his arms, his body, his hair, his waist and broad shoulders like that??? Seeing that confidence all over Sebastian's face and in the way he struts? I think he'd be completely gone. Needy and and just ready to obey whatever Sebastian asks him to do. No, demands him to do.

What are your thoughts????

Also ily 💖💖💖

TEJJJJJJ 💕💕

I was SO unprepared for the ATTACK on our sanity this weekend 😭😭 It was just so much, he looked SO good, and like you said, like he was really feeling himself. I cannot believe he’s just out there looking like this, strutting around like this. SUCH a slut 😫😫

Usually it’s only Chris that makes me…aggressively horny, or the two of them combined lol, but in this case?? I’m losing my fucking mind. He’s…he’s so hot.

And when he talks, he’s still baby, still a cutie, like always. But there’s this extra swagger to him, this… I don’t even know how to describe it.

And I think Chris, when he sees this, has the same reaction as me: FUCK ME.

Only in Chris’s case, the first thought is FUCK ME, as in “woah.” And the second thought is “FUCK ME.” as in - “you better be on the next flight home and fuck me.”

In my head, Chris usually tops. Even if they switch, Chris is still the more dominant of the two. He’ll tell Sebastian what to do, will make Sebastian fuck him until Seb’s thighs tremble and he desperately needs to come, and then Chris makes him hold off still, not allowing him to come until Chris has gotten what he wanted. Or he’ll tease him, rile him up a little, ask him “‘s that all you got sweetheart?”

But sometimes, sometimes, Chris wants something else. There’s literally nothing hotter to him than Sebastian feeling good about himself, feeling himself. When Sebastian is feeling especially good about himself, like he clearly is now, it can go one of two ways.

Chris will become so fucking feral, needing to have Sebastian underneath him so he can have his way with him, wanting to devour him alive. All he can think is: Mine.

Or, sometimes - and I HAVE to believe that’s the case right now - he wants to be devoured himself. Sebastian is looking so good, so strong. He’s walking around with all this confidence, smirking at everyone knowing what he’s doing to them. What he’s doing to Chris. It makes Chris feel a little weak-kneed, if he’s honest with himself.

Sebastian looks tanned, toned, like a fucking star. The way the white tank top he’s wearing in those photos clings to his chest, and the way those slacks frame his narrow waist, make Chris let out a high pitched noise when he sees them. His long, shiny brown hair would be the perfect length to hold onto as he fucks Sebastian. But that’s not what he wants. Not right now.

Maybe he comes across a little needy, a little desperate, but he doesn’t give a fuck. He texts Sebastian, “please tell me you’re coming home. I need you. Want you.” He needs to be held down, be fucked by this Sebastian, the one who looks like he owns every damn room he walks into, the one that looks like a fucking European prince, yesterday.

And when Sebastian does get home, way too many hours later - in which the tension and need inside of Chris just builds and builds - it takes everything in Chris to not just jump him when he walks through the door. Or, something he rarely feels in this way, to drop to his knees.

He lets Sebastian shower first though, insists he eat something, take a nap. But his boyfriend isn’t stupid. They’ve been together too long for him to not know what’s up.

So Sebastian says he doesn’t need a nap, voice knowing. He raises an eyebrow at Chris as he advances on him, and just a look between them is enough to know that they’re on the same page.

Chris doesn’t mind a little manhandling. At all. The fact that right now, Sebastian is so beefy and strong, while Chris has slimmed down a little - not having to work out so much because he’s not working on anything soon - makes it so much better. He’s a little in awe of the fact that Sebastian can manhandle him. And he does it just right.

He pushes Chris against the wall, kissing him heatedly. Strong arms keep him pinned to the wall, and Chris just melts. He doesn’t have to think - Sebastian will tell him where they go from here. “Shit, sweetheart-“ he breathes out in between searing hot kisses, “look- look so good, fuck.”

Sebastian just smirks at him, and it does things to Chris, something stirring in his belly, all his blood rushing south.

He lets himself be dragged to their bedroom, lets Sebastian take his clothes off, lets himself get pushed down onto the bed. As Sebastian crawls over him, muscles on his back rippling, arms bulging, he teases him a little about how needy and desperate Chris is.

“You okay there honey? He drawls, “God sweetheart, you’re drooling.”

“Fuck.” Chris curses. He might be. He cannot be blamed. He’s not okay - the fact that the confidence just pores out of Sebastian right now, makes it so much fucking worse.

“Hmmm,” Sebastian runs his hands over Chris’s chest, over his sensitive nipples, and he just keens, being pressed back against the mattress by the weight of Sebastian’s hands on his shoulders and his ass on his thighs.

“P-please, fuck, Seb baby you-you look so fucking good, I-I need-“ he babbles, already starting to lose it. It was bad enough in the photos. Seeing Sebastian like this for himself is…overwhelming.

“Shhhh, I will, I know what you need honey,” Sebastian says as he lifts Chris’s hands from where they’ve automatically wrapped themselves around Sebastian’s waist, pressing them back against the headboard. “Don’t move.”

Chris couldn’t move if he wanted to, pinned down by Sebastian’s thighs and the heated stare he gets from those gorgeous grey-blue eyes.

Sebastian’s weight lifts off him then, and he can’t keep in a whine, wanting him close. Sebastian doesn’t go far - just grabs the lube from their bedside table. “Turn around honey,” he says as crawls back onto the bed.

Chris has never gotten on all fours quicker. He feels almost like he’s going a little stupid, the way Sebastian gets sometimes when Chris fucks him, and they haven’t even done anything. He’s just…he’s weak, for Sebastian in general, but especially for Sebastian like this.

I love you tooooo 💕💕💕 sorry for how long this got, my thoughts ran away from me (and I have more thoughts but this is it for now)

#maya answers #tej 💕💕💕#evanstan #rpf #I can be bribed into writing more though 👀

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WEEK EIGHT LINEUP

We did it! Finally. Week Seven is complete, and we can move on to greener pastures - by which I mean we can slog our way through a new 'Week'! I can't think of anything funny to say here right now so let's just get into it.

Norah Jakobs - The Nice House On The Lake

Jaehee Yoo - Let Dai

Graham Ness Payser, the Pacesetter - Toontown: Corporate Clash

Amaya - The Dragon Prince

Lottie Matthews - Yellowjackets

Clippy - Microsoft Word

Gren - The Dragon Prince

Kafuka Fuura - Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei

Piers - Golden Sun

Ron - The Who Was? Show

Tohru Honda - Fruits Basket

Nightcrawler - X-men

Henriette de Pusay - Les Colombes du Roi-Soleil

Monsieur Tidbits - The Who Was? Show

Hariham Harry - Hugtto Precure

Chief - Animal Crossing

Venti - Genshin Impact

Geraldine - The Who Was? Podcast

Quote - Cave Story

Bait - The Dragon Prince

Dale Gribble - King of the Hill

Drizzt Do'Urden - Dungeons and Dragons - Forgotten Realms

Clytie Van Gogh - Fate/Grand Order

Madoka - Puella Magi Madoka Magica

Boston - Only Friends: The Series

Count Olaf - A Series of Unfortunate Events

Phosphophyllite - Houseki no Kuni

Battler - Umineko When They Cry

Mona Lisa Vito - My Cousin Vinny

Medic - Team Fortress 2

Gus - Sweet Tooth

Apollo Justice - Ace Attorney

Twigleg the Homunculus - Dragon Rider

Thirteen - Obey Me!

Daisy Buchanan - The Great Gatsby

John Yossarian - Catch-22

Hikari Kuina - Alice in Borderland

Jintetsu - Kurogane

Fantine - Les Misérables

Telemain - Enchanted Forest Chronicles

Mahiru Shiina - MILGRAM

Garroth - Mystreet / Minecraft Diaries

Nami - Harvest Moon/Story of Seasons

Amethyst Heart - Magical Warrior Diamond Heart

The Amazing Karnak - Ride the Cyclone

Marvin - Falsettos

Hearthstone - Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard

M.X.E.S. - Five Nights At Freddy's

Draco Malfoy - A Very Potter Musical

Zombie Cleo - Hermitcraft & Traffic Life

Henry the Duck - 36 Questions

Lazarus - Ribbon Rabbit Daycare

Jeff - Doors

Almoral - Biz Mart

Prince Blueblood - My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic

Maya Fey - Ace Attorney

Amanda Young - Saw

Molli Pop - Candies n Curses

Deckard Cain - Diablo

Zee - Total Drama Island

Hiura Erika - The Night Beyond The Tricornered Window

Takuto Maruki - Persona 5 Royal

Emma - Total Drama Presents: The Ridonculous Race

Perona - One Piece

Noah - Total Drama

Gin Ibushi - Your Turn to Die/Kimi ga Shine

Cody - Total Drama

Kitty - Total Drama Presents: The Ridonculous Race

Torchic - Pokémon

Amaya - The Dragon Prince

Guido - Cars

Mecha Mountie - Death Road to Canada

Oliver - Vocaloid

Yuki Takeya - School-Live

Eric Cartman - South Park

Harold - Total Drama

K.K. Slider - Animal Crossing

Shawn - Total Drama: Pahkitew Island

Spinel - Steven Universe

Junior - Total Drama Presents: The Ridonculous Race

Applejack - My Little Pony Friendship is Magic

Fluttershy - My Little Pony Friendship is Magic

Wayne & Raj - Total Drama Island 2023

Mimikyu - Pokémon

Frye - Splatoon 3

Millie - Total Drama Island 2023

Ghetsis - Pokémon

Chef Hatchet - Total Drama

Minty - My Little Pony

The Arcanist - Flight Rising

Maud Pie - My Little Pony Friendship is Magic

Zell - Animal Crossing

Coco - Animal Crossing

Pearl - Splatoon 2

Big Man - Splatoon 3

Torachi - King of Prism

Bill Cipher - Gravity Falls

Sailor Venus - Sailor Moon

Kyubey - Madoka Magica

Mikan Shiratama - PriPara

Herobrine - Minecraft

#not a poll #the week ahead #A lot of Total Drama submissions this week. My Little Pony also has a fair amount

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