#untied we dream action

[embraceyourdestiny]

Hey y’all wanted to share some news I got in an email about immigrants and immigration in America

Last week the American government passed a “bipartisan short-term spending bill — that contained NO new funding for ICE or CBP!”

For people concerned about immigrants and brown people in America this is very good news!

“But this fight isn’t over. Supplemental funding plans are in the works, and immigration policy and billions in funding for ICE and CBP are still being negotiated by the House and Senate.”

Despite this temporary hold on funds the government is still trying to find more ways to funnel money into harming immigrants, Dreamers, and anyone they deem a “threat” to America for coming to this country. It’s xenophobic and racist and disgusting and nationalistic and it needs to stop.

“The government should be investing in real immigration solutions, not the militarization of our border or the stripping away of human rights. That’s why UWDA is focusing our efforts on demanding Congress DEFUND these hateful and dangerous organizations in the supplemental funding package.”

United We Dream Action (UWDA) is an organization that aims to help Dreamers and immigrants in America have a better life and help protect them from our violent government that wishes to harm them.

Please consider helping the many immigrants in our country and protect them from the dangerous of the American government

You can become a member of UWD and receive emails and updates on news and progress like the information above

You can sign a petition demanding Biden and the democrats deliver the promises they made to the American people

[Biden campaigned on creating a humane immigration system. He campaigned on rebuking Trump-era policies, establishing our asylum system, protecting and expanding programs like DACA and TPS, and providing a pathway to citizenship for 11 million undocumented people.

As President Biden marks one year in office, he has deported and expelled over 1.8 million people going against his promises to protect immigrant communities and stop deportations.]

(We should be holding our president and political leaders responsible. They are here for us. They made promises for us. And when they don’t go through with the things we want they harm us.)

And you can donate to keep UDWA’s efforts going

In this time of turmoil and strife across the world, please don’t forget about immigrants and the millions of people in America just trying to make a better life for themselves in a country that actively opposes that and threatens their lives.

If you care about the expulsion and violence of Palestinians you should also care about the victims of anti-immigration. This is all about capitalism and power and displacing minorities and violence against innocent people.

Circulation of information is power. Awareness is power. Knowledge is power. If you are aware of the things going on in the world around you you are powerful. You don’t know who this information could reach and how they could help the cause so please at the very least share this. None of the people I follow talk about immigration issues and that should change because it effects all of us. Keep these thoughts in your head and do what you can to inflict change in the real world, even if that just means talking about it so someone else knows. That is powerful. Please.

#og #immigration #immigrants #dreamers #uwda #untied we dream action #uwd #United we dream #immigration policy #american politics #America #wake up America

[andysorbit]

On the Edge of a Knife (M)

Sadist boyfriend!Jisung x Masochist girlfriend!reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: knife play. face slapping, light spit play, degradation, name calling, light choking, dirty talk, breeding kink, unprotected sex

Word count: dude idk I'm sorry

Author's note: this is loosely based off a dream I had and yeah... thank you, brain

Jisung is restless with a head full of thoughts that he won't share. You can tell by the way he fidgets beside you as the movie you both agreed on plays on by unwatched eyes. You give him the space to find his words and perk up a bit when he sets his phone down and turns to press a kiss to your shoulder,

"So... I have... I-" he says reluctantly. He's got that look in his eyes and you turn your head to look at him, "Cat got your tongue?" You chuckle, "Just say it, Jisung. The worst thing that could happen is that I say 'no', baby."

Jisung shrugs, "Remember how we were watching that movie a while back and you were so obsessed with the butterfly-knife that guy had in that scene?"

You nod and purse your lips, "Yeah?" You lilt and set your phone down in the tiny gap of space between your bodies.

"I bought one," he states and you can tell that he's finding his words and choosing them carefully, "I got it like... that night. I ordered it and I was practicing how to use it and... I'm pretty decent with it now and I..."

His silence is full and you turn your body to face him, giving him your full attention, "Did you bring it?" You ask him eagerly. You roll over onto your side and he presses a soft kiss to your forehead, "Yeah... I did," he replies in a soft tone and lifts his t-shirt to show you the knife secured in a sheath that he clipped to his pants.

You both stare at each other as the television light dances across his daring expression; the thick silence between you both is somehow louder than the television and he firmly places a hand on your hip.

"I wanna see," You whisper softly. You stave off a chill and he smiles fondly at your interest before unsheathing it then twirling it a few times between his long fingers. You feel your body heating up and Jisung chuckles a little as his fingers come to a stop.

"I- wow, Jisung," You breathe.

He turns to you and presses a kiss to your lips, "I see that look in your eyes... do you want me to do something with this knife?"

You nod and he traces the blade along the pulse at the base of your throat. A deep chuckle rumbles in the base of his own throat as he kisses down to your chin before kissing his way back up to your lips to give them a playful bite, "Want it rough?" he whispers as he grabs your face. You nod and look him in his eyes as the coolness of the blade trails down the center of your chest.

"Is it sharp?" You ask him.

Jisung shakes his head slowly, "No but we'll pretend it's very sharp. How much do you want it to hurt?"

You nod again, "A lot," you sigh; feeling your body heat up.

"How far is too far? Am I hitting you or no?"

"God, Jisung, please- fuck yes."

You reach out to grab his shoulders and with a quick twirl of the knife, it's closed back up and he's giving your knuckles a firm rap with the safe handle and the bite handle.

"Don't touch me," he says shortly.

"Sorry," You gasp as you wince at the throb on your knuckles.

He twirls the knife back open, "Lick it," he orders you as he grabs your throat with one hand and holds the knife up close to your face with the other hand. You eye each other as your tongue darts out to the lick the dull side of the knife and Jisung shakes his head disapprovingly, "Slower. Like you're trying to get my dick hard," he says coarsely.

There he is.

You repeat the action again, this time much slower and Jisung nods as he holds your gaze, "Good girl."

You do it again and he rears back, "Take your clothes off. Now," he says, untying the string of his sweatpants.

You sit up and clumsily remove your t-shirt then your pajama bottoms then finally your panties.

Jisung situates himself between your legs and spreads them, "Did I do that or did the knife do that?" he asks, voice dripping with condescension. You flinch and whimper when you feel the knife drag slowly over you mound. His free hand comes up to slap your thigh,

"Speak."

You gasp, "I- You... you did it."

He sighs and swipes his thumb against your clit, "Liar."

Your heartbeat hammers in your ears as he strokes you slowly and in your absent minded state, you reach out to touch him again.

This time his hand comes down across your cheek, "Hands off."

You squeak and feel your stomach flutter at the delicious sting on your cheek.

Jisung pushes his pants down and pulls you down a bit closer to him, "Should I be nice and stretch you out or should I force that pussy to take me?"

"F- force it," You beg him as you squeeze your eyes shut.

"Of course you would want me to force my dick in you- say 'please', bitch, and open your fucking eyes," he hisses.

"P- please," You whimper as you open your eyes and meet his gaze. His blown pupils are hypnotic as he stares you down. He lines himself up against your soaking cunt and fills you in one quick motion, drawing a strangled cry from you as he stretches your walls.

You bask in the pain as his hips meet yours in quick and brutal succession, his heavy sighs mixing with the wet sounds of his cock slamming into your soaked walls, "Pussy's so fucking wet for me. Taking all this dick without even getting stretched first. Such a greedy pussy just sucking my cock in just like it should," he growls; poking the tip of the knife against your cheek.

You whine and feel the sweat begin to form on your skin as you take each thrust desperately. His eyes find yours again and he reaches up to slap your face just because he can,

"You're nothing to me... Just a hole. Just a bitch with a slutty little hole that I use to get my dick wet," he snarls as the rhythm of his hips meet against yours harshly. He traces the tip of the knife over your left nipple before spitting on the valley between your breasts. You sigh and your skin tingles more feverishly as you watch him use the knife to collect his spit.

He stares at you for a moment, expecting you to do something but you just whine and his hips slow down. His hand comes off of your neck and he slaps your cheek first with the front of his hand then the other cheek with the back of his hand. You clench around him, "P- please... ple- ease..." You sob desperately, clenching around him over and over again.

"I shouldn't have to keep telling you what to do. You can't be this stupid all the goddam time. You have one fucking job and you can't even do that right," he spits at you peevishly. You open your mouth and he spreads his spit across your tongue with the knife.

His hips speed up again as he crosses your arms beneath your breasts and holds them there,"You get so fucking stupid for my dick... so fucking stupid. Aren't you embarrassed? How do you let a dick have this much power over you?"

You ramble out something that's meant to be an apology but it sounds like random sounds. Jisung laughs and pounds into you harder, "What are you saying? Are you telling me how much you like it when I fuck you like a whore? You like how I pound that dirty little pussy? Huh, baby?"

You nod slowly and blink away tears. Jisung sighs, "I don't care if you're too fucked out to speak and I don't care how stupid you sound right now. When I ask you a question, I expect a fucking answer. I won't think you're any dumber than I already do. Now answer me," he growls and slaps your face a little harder.

You bask in this, the safe word not even being a second thought; these moments are when you feel the most alive. When you crave him the most.

"Uh huh... fuck... love it," You gasp as his hips meet yours.

"Of course you do... fucking cock slut," he moans, "I'm gonna cum in that tight little pussy... gonna breed that cunt til I'm spilling out of you... til you're begging me to stop."

You heave and whine desperately; spreading your legs as wide as you can to let him slam into you. The pressure of his cock bumping against your cervix draws a cry from your mouth and you thrash against the mattress in a frenzy of desperation: sweat becoming that more prominent on your heated skin.

"Sungie!" You cry out.

Jisung gives you a disapproving frown, "Sungie? Really? What's my fucking name?" he spits out angrilly and slaps your cheek. He leans down to bring his face to yours and kisses you harshly; teeth bumping yours and tongue stroking into your mouth hungrily.

"Sir... sir," You whimper against his mouth.

"That's right... don't forget it again," he grunts.

"C- can I... I touch you?" you squeak.

He scoffs, "Gonna fall apart if you can't?"

"Yes, sir... please?" You plead as Jisung takes your hand and brings it up to his face. He gives the palm of your hand a soft kiss then sucks your third and fourth finger into his mouth. You look up at him in awe and grunt as he pounds you harder.

He pulls your fingers out of his mouth with a pop, "Gonna cum... fuck. Fuck, baby. Gonna be a good little bitch and let me cum in that wet little pussy?" he pants as his hips stutter.

"Ye- es," You cry weakly.

"Yeah... that's my good little slut. Gonna put a fucking baby in you tonight."

Your eyes roll to the back of your head and you moan weakly. He slams into you as he traces the tip of the knife over one nipples and then the other, sending hot tingles over your skin.

"Get me pregnant," You plead as you claw at his shirt, "Please... want it so bad, sir... please, please, please."

Jisung brings his hand down to toy with your clit and the room spins, encircling you in the musky smell of sex and sweat.

"So fucking close... fuck," he sighs and takes his thumb off of your clit. You scream and try to grab his hand to bring it back to your pulsing bud but Jisung yanks his hand away and slaps the back of your hand, "You get what I give you, bitch. Be grateful," he hisses and you nod.

His hips grow sloppier and when a bead of sweat rolls down the side of his face, a light of realization comes alive in his eyes and he frantically claws at his t-shirt to pull it off before tossing it aside. He groans as his come to a stop and he pulls out of you, "Turn around."

You weakly roll onto your stomach before raising up onto your hands and knees. Jisung gives your ass a harsh slap and you cry softly at the impact. He chuckles darkly and slaps your ass again before slamming back into you. This time, the feeling of his balls slapping against your pusling clit drives you mad.

"This is all you're good for... don't you ever forget that," he sighs as he grabs the back of your neck and pulls you up so that your back is pressed to his torso; sweat and heat blending in as he brings the knife up to press to your throat. His other hand fondles your tits before easing down to nestle in your folds.

"You wanna cum?" he asks you.

You nod, "Please."

"Dirty little bitch has such good manners. Do you deserve to cum?"

"N- no... no, sir."

"Damn right... but... I'll be nice to you. You're making my cock feel so good, baby, I think I'll be nice to you just this once."

You breathe a sigh of relief as his middle finger strokes your clit. Your body jolts and trembles as he brings you closer to your release and that knife pressing against your throat adds to the thrill of this building release.

"If you cum before I do, I'm gonna ruin your whole fucking night- I promise you," he growls against your ear. You nod obediently and hold it in as best as you can. More relief washing over you when his hips stutter and he gasps, "Fuck... M'gonna cum," he curses, "Gonna cum... fuck, baby."

He cums with a shudder and you squeeze your eyes shut as he keeps stroking your clit, his hips still slamming into you but with much less fervor.

"Cum... Now," he growls as he presses the knife harder against your throat. You cum. Hard and frantically with weak cries and a trembling body.

Jisung pulls out of you before shoving you down onto the mattress, "Turn over. I wanna watch my cum drip out of you."

You do as you're told and you catch a soft smile grow on his kiss swollen lips as you spread your legs for him. He sits back on his haunches, cock still out his pants and hard. He looks down at your pussy and sighs, "There it is... I did that to you," he whispers before fucking his cum back into you with two fingers.

He pulls them out and brings his fingers up to your lips, "Taste us, baby," he says softly. You can tell that he's beginning his process of grounding you as you take his fingers into your mouth and suck them, savoring the mixed taste of his cum and your own juices.

He closes the knife and sets it down on the bed then points to the center of his forehead, "Look here," he says softly. You follow his finger and he gives you a gentle "Good girl." before pointing to the tip of his nose, "Now look here."

You do and he smiles and points to the center of his bare chest, "Now look here, sweetheart."

You follow his finger again.

"Good girl now tell me your name."

"My... my name is Y/n."

"Yes and that's such a pretty name. Can you tell me what my name is?"

"Jisung."

"Good girl. Good, good girl. Now can you take a deep breath for me?" he lilts.

You inhale deeply and let it out slowly.

He nods, "True or false... Does Jisung love Y/n?"

"True," You reply weakly.

"Yes that's true. I love you so much. When you're ready, we can get cleaned up, okay?"

You nod and reach out to grab at his hands. He lays down on top of you but supports his weight with one arm, "You did a great job," he whispers.

#neoculturecollectives #k-labels #kvanity #nct #nct smut #kpop smut #nct hard hours #nct hard thoughts #nct dream smut #jisung park smut #park jisung smut #nct dream hard hours #nct dream hard thoughts #jisung smut #andyception #nct x plus sized reader #nct x black!reader #jisung park fic #nct fic #park jisung fic

[ameliora-j]

I've been very unoriginal lately but Eddie saving your life and you finding a way to repay him.

cw: oral (m!receiving), sub!eddie, overstimulation, dom!reader, can be read as any gender!

° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ

it had been weeks since the last time you’d seen eddie… in person at least. he’d been the man plaguing your dreams since he’d fought off that swarm of bats and saved your life. you saw him do it every night and you needed to find a way to say thank you. after the eighth night in a row of that same horrible nightmare waking you up, you set out on your plan.

you pulled on a pair of short shorts to go underneath your three sizes too big t-shirt and pulled on your socks and a random pair of vans. you sifted through the drawers of your nightstand untill you found the small ziplock baggie of weed. you went down to your kitchen and baked some brownies then set on your way to your car.

° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ

when you arrived to the porch of the trailer and knocked, the numbers flashing on your watch in bright red read ‘3:29 AM.’ you internally cursed yourself, your why would eddie munson be awake at this hour? to your saving grace, the door cracked open. “yln?” eddie drawled out in a raspy, sleepy voice.

“sorry… i didn’t mean to wake you” you whispered, shooting him an apologetic frown. he merely shook his head and opened up the door wider for you to enter. upon entry into his trailer, you’d noticed that he was naked, save for a tight pair of boxers hugging his hips.

“sorry about that” he chuckled softly, cheeks tinging pink in embarrassment as he noticed your stare. “wasn’t expecting you at this hour.” he smiled, pulling on a robe and tying it to cover up his naked body. “what brings you here?” he smiled.

“nightmares” you answered honestly, biting your lip. “i keep… seeing those bats” you shook your head, tugging at your fingers. “they’re in my head all night and i just… i see you and i realized that” you sighed softly, gnawing at your lip once more. “i never said thank you.”

he smiled at you. he found the action heartwarming. you thought about him… seemingly almost as much as he thought about you. “so you brought me weed?” he asked with a teasing smirk.

“and brownies!” you announced, proud smile gracing your lips. “to thank you… for saving my life and all” you nodded.

“well how about you smoke this with me, hmm? seems like we both can’t get sleep” he offered, smiling as he held out his arm and led you to his bedroom.

° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ

three blunts and half a pan of brownies later, you and eddie laid sprawled on his bed. his eyes were lidded and red as cherries, your’s looked similar as you laid on his hip with his hand carded through your hair. “yanno…” he breathed after exhaling the long drag of his cigarette. “i can think of a million other ways you could’ve thanked me” he smirked teasingly.

“is one of them a blowie?” you taunted. his body flushed in embarrassment, skin searing hot as he cleared his throat. “i can feel it, eddie” you whispered. “i want it in my mouth” you mumbled, cupping the large bulge.

“m-mother of ozzy…” he stammered, looking up at you in complete adoration as you kneeled over his pale, lanky form. with shaky hands, he untied his robe and shrugged it off, leaving you to get to your work.

“look at this big cock” you hummed, mouthing over it through the fabric of his boxers. “all hard and wet, just for me, pretty boy?” you taunted flattening your tongue and lathing it over his cock through his boxers.

“god please…” he gasped. “sh-shut the fuck up before i bust” he begged. you laughed at how pathetic he was, yanking off his boxers and gripping his cock in a cold palm. the boy whimpered as you spit down onto the head. you moaned, watching it slide down the shaft of his cock and pool up around his thick, heavy balls.

you flattened your tongue, licking around his balls before popping one into your mouth. you sucked slowly at it, swirling your tongue around the fat globe as you slowly jerked his cock, squeezing him from base to tip. you repeated the action, giving the same attention to the other cum-filled ball before moving up and shoving his cock into your mouth.

“mother of ozzy…” eddie whined, gripping your hair tight in his fist and shoving your down further on his cock. he pushed your head untill your nose was buried in the dark tuft of curls at his pelvic bone and your were gasping and crying around his cock.

eddie whined and stammered above you as you hollowed your cheeks and began to bob your head. your mouth made obscene slurping and choking sounds on his cock as you sucked him off, and eddie was nearly crying in pleasure.

you reached up and began pinching and fondling with his balls, causing eddie’s toes to curl and his back to arch. you pushed his cock deep into your throat and swallowed around the head, causing eddie to explode. he whined, whimpered, and writhed on the bed, tears spilling down his cheeks as he thanked you over and over.

you laughed around his cock and kept sucking, moaning and swirling your tongue around his cock. “please please please” he whined, squirming and trying to push your head off. “please i already came” he sobbed out softly.

you pulled off of his cock, mouth making a small pop as you jerked off his cum-coated cock. “and you’re gonna cum again, pretty boy” you laughed. you shoved his cock back down your throat. you doubled down your efforts, your laughs vibrating against his cock as you milked him dry.

he sobbed as his next orgasm overtook him. you sucked until he finished and his legs were shaking weekly. you slurped at all the cum that didn’t make it into your mouth, slurping untill you had swallowed it all. “good boy” you smiled softly, placing a gentle kiss to his hip.

“th-thank you…” he whimpered.

#nani’s angels 👼🏽 #fanmail 💌 #nsfw.nani #eddie munson #sub!eddie #sub!eddie munson #dom!reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson smut #eddie munson headcanon #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson one shot #eddie munson imagine

[stevie-petey]

Alright too much angst is going on here we need something sweet.

Steve is the kind of boyfriend to drop everything to tie bugs shoe if he sees it untied

Bug plays with Steve's hair to help him sleep. She also scratches his back. He'll lay between her legs with his head on her chest and just pass out. (And vice versa)

Steve has carried bug to bed after movie night and bug takes off his shoes and covers him with a blanket.

Steve loves how shy bug gets from the smallest act of intimacy or affection and would do anything to make her blush and see her giddy smile.

Bug has a habit of holding both of Steve's hands, she doesn't know why she just wants them both. Steve let's her with no complaints.

Steve has gotten used to bugs random spurt of energy at three in the morning and has answered all of her silly questions and listened to her ramble and anything and everything. He's started to look forward to them.

Steve has woken up in the dead of night because bug got out of bed. Yes he followed her wrapped up in a blanket pouting that he woke up alone.

Steve has put his head underneath bugs shirt to cuddle and she just lets it happen at this point.

Bug has tricked Steve into doing tests she heard about from her psych course, Steve still doesn't know.

Bug steals Steve's shirts, Steve steals her socks ( I hc bug to have cool nerdy socks because I do sue me)

Steve has learned bugs curly hair routine (let's be honest she has curly hair you can't deny it) and will often do her hair for her. Whether she wants it's straightened, curled, up, down, braids, doesn't matter he's learned and he'll do it.

Infact bug got injured and had to go to the hospital, Steve braided her hair so it wouldn't get tangled while she rested.

Steve gets sick easy, so every winter he's curled up in his or bug's bed begging to be babied and taken care of cause at the end of the day Steve's a baby girl and deserves princess treatment.

Steve gets jealous of Peter Parker, he has knocked over an action figure out of spite. He put it back don't worry.

Dustin third wheeling and turning movie nights into a sleepover. Dustin only did it to annoy Steve and bug but it's become a tradition. It makes everyone feel safe to be close together so they'll sleep in the living room together.

Bug falls in love with Steve more and more when she sees Dustin and Steve interact, and to see Steve be so nice to her brother and how much her brother loves Steve makes her heart melt.

Every time Steve sees a young couple with a baby he immediately imagines it's bug and him.

That also goes for any romantic movies the two watch. He sees bug everywhere.

Little do they know they both have a secret list of baby names that they've hidden away.

as the creator of bug and steve i approve this message ‼️‼️

(i will be stealing the two hands one. thats canon now and i will use it later on because its SO spot on)

(and steve 100% will later be like ok but if peter parker is ur dream boyfriend then what am i ? and bug goes ur my lover and he MELTS)

(and i love u anon u get bug and steve SO WELL)

#ask #anon #m speaks #ch insight #god tier #will come back to this :’)))

[llyloak]

what are best friends for?

lo’ak x fem reader (all aged up, 18+)

warnings: smut

summary: when you found out that lo’ak was a virgin, you offered to help him, but was he telling the truth?

NO MINORS!

lo’ak was your best friend since birth, experiencing every event with you—every birthday, the day you got your ikran, and even stuck by your side during your first heat, considering the both of you were awkward teenagers who weren’t even mates.

it’s no doubt that he cared for you and you cared for him. though, most people didn’t understand why you two were always glued together when both of you were complete opposites. you were the girl everyone dreamed of- beautiful, smart, and a big flirt. you weren’t a slut or anything, but you definitely had experience. you got some and you gave some.

on the other hand, some might say loak was childish and a troublemaker. he didn’t mind how people would constantly compare you two because it didn’t matter when you were his. his best friend.

-

you were in your tent hanging out with lo’ak when suddenly you broke the peaceful silence. “you know the guy I was telling you about a while ago? Käxp?

lo’ak mentally rolled his eyes at the name. he had a crush on you since forever, but he hid it well thinking that you would never like him that way. “yeah. what’s up?”

“he dumped me. well, we were never really together. i asked him if he wanted to be something more and he admitted that he didn’t want anything serious and just used me for sex”. you had a few hookups in hopes you would find the one yet you never did. “I just want to be treated as something more..not just as a relief, you know?”

lo’ak clears his throat, awkwardly shifting as a flustered look creeps up his face at the mention of sex. thoughts of you doing such intimate actions clouded his mind. “I understand y/n. you are way more than that, you deserve to be treated like the gem you are. Käxp is a jerk who’s missing out”. he put his hand on top of yours caressing it to put you at ease.

you made a small smile at him, so thankful that you have a best friend like him. “thanks lo’ak. I don’t know what I would do without you”. a curiosity suddenly splurged within you. throughout your entire friendship, you have never heard a comment of lo’ak’s dating life. “hey lo’ak.. how come you’ve never talked about your flings? have you ever had sex yet?”

lo’ak suddenly became frozen in place, unable to speak. he was too embarrassed to even say a word. you gasped in shock due to how quiet he got.

“no way! you’re a virgin?” lo’ak closes his eyes and groans in shame. “you could say that..”

you ponder for a response then an idea came up to you. “i can help you lose your virginity..” you scooted closer to him and played with his two hair strands. his breath hitched, he felt like he could explode at any moment right now.

“you would do that for me?” you giggled, “of course I would! what are best friends for?” you sat up straight looking him in the eye. “I’ll take the lead, all right? then you can follow through”. he quickly nodded, he felt his dick getting harder each second. he couldn’t believe his crush, the one he yearned for years, was offering to please him.

you untied his loincloth, pushing it away to the floor. his throbbing dick sprung up to his lower abdomen, leaking with precum. his size suprised you, it was nothing like you’ve seen before his veins were prominent, it was big and prettier than most.

“it’s so big lo’ak..” he blushes furiously, ego getting high at your compliment. you spat on his dick, letting it get wet, giving his shaft a few pumps and licked the underside of his cock. you then made your way to kitten lick his tip to clean off all the precum. his hips jerked, soft grunts coming from him. you moved all the way down to his balls, sucking on it lightly. after much teasing, you took him in your mouth, using your hands to take what you couldn’t fit.

“oh shit…baby your mouth is so good”. he breathes out pushing your hair away from your face to see you clearly. you bobbed up and down his length, working up to his tip, sucking on it while gently squeezing his length with your fingers. he throws his head back, quiet curses were whispered under his breath. you moaned around him, almost sending him over edge.

“baby, im close”. he soothes your hair with his hand, signaling you to pull out. you took his cock deeper, his tip hitting the back of your throat. you didn’t want to pull back. you wanted to know what he tasted like. lo’ak was caught off guard by the way you gagged around him and shot his thick seed down your throat.

“wha- why did you..im so sorry i didnt mean to”. lo’ak quickly apologizes, scared that you were disgusted by him. you detached from his cock with a pop sound, a string of spit connected from his shaft to your mouth. you stuck your tongue out to show him his cum and swallowed it all. lo’ak was in awe by your boldness, lust filling his eyes. you were too oblivious to notice the sudden change, hand wiping your mouth to clean off the excess. “it’s fine lo’ak, I wanted to”. you let out a grin, playfully looking up at him. “besides, you taste good”.

lo’ak gapes at you, he never knew there was this dirty side of you. “ready to put it in now?” you slide your hands up and down his biceps, feeling his soft skin. “if you wanna back out lo’ak, you can”. he takes a deep breath before saying, “nono i want to do this with you”. you then took off your loincloth and top discarding it away, showing him every inch of you. your arousal from your glistening cunt drips down to the floor, allowing lo’ak to catch your scent.

“fuck, you’re so wet”. lo’ak swipes two of his digits over your cunt to collect your slick, examining it, making you shiver. “only wet for you lo’”. you hover over his dick, grinding on it to relieve the ache in your core. he softly groans, “is it okay if we can do doggy style? i heard it’s uh popular”.

“sure, I’m familiar with it, so I can help guide you if you’re unsure”. you go on all fours, a perfect display for him to fuck you. he kneels behind you, one hand grabbing your hips to keep you in place, the other lining his cock to your hole. “so what you’re gonna wanna do is slowly push-“ lo’ak ignores your words, slamming into you without any warning, gripping your waist tightly, flushed against his pelvis. “haah- shit, sweetheart you’re so tight”.

you yelped in shock by lo’ak’s shift in demeanor, “lo’- mmph! wait! a-arent you a v-virgin?” lo’ak snickers behind you, “me? a virgin? nah, I was messing with you”. his thrusts were vigorous with the sounds of your moans, balls rhythmly hitting your clit. his hand snakes down to your tits, squeezing them and rolling the sensitive bud between his fingers. “your tits are perfect, fuck, your pussy is perfect”.

“why’d you- oh fuck! l-lie?” your hand curled up into fists, not being able to handle lo’ak’s cock harshly sliding in and out of you. “knew i wouldnt be able to see you like this all pretty n’ wet for me if I said I was”. he moves to your ass, playing with the plush before smacking it. squelching sounds and skin smacking together was all that filled up the tent. “shitt, that’s a good girl, practically sucking me in. your cunt is amazing”.

he litters kisses on your back, leaving a few hickies that were bound to be shown later. you melted under his touch, you wanted to cum so bad. “lo’ please”.

“please what baby? speak up”. you could hear the smirk he had on his face. “please fuck me! please please!”

“that’s my girl”. lo’ak looks down at where you both are connected, a white ring forming around his cock, turning it into a creamy mess as he kept pumping in you with force. “too much. it’s too big lo’”.

“shh, you can take it”. he spreads your ass, getting a better view of his cock in your wet pussy, juices running down. he sighs breathily, “you know, i always had a crush on you, dreaming about what you’d be like under me and ah- shit, now I finally have you”. his words of confession made you clench around his cock tightly. “fuck, don’t do that to me baby”.

“im gonna cum lo’, your dick is so good mm!” you pushed yourself back to his stomach to push him deeper into your cervix. “you’re mine. say it and ill let you cum”. he starts speeding up, feeling your shaky legs. “yours! yours! im yours lo’ak!”

“oh yeah? cum all over me then baby”. with his command, you came hard around his dick. lo’ak let out a low groan at your release, his orgasm almost reaching. “fuck, fuck, where do you want it?” his thrusts were becoming sloppy now, riding out your high. “inside! do it inside me, please!”

“want me to fill you up huh? you dirty fucking girl. take it, take all of it”. his lower abs tightened, spurting his cum inside you, slowly pulling out as excess of his cum fell to the floor. a loud sigh was accompanied by him. he carefully laid you down gently, drawing circles on your hips to calm you down. “atta girl, you took me so well baby”. he kissed your cheek, pulling you closer by the waist.

you hummed into his chest, drifting off to sleep. he looks down at your closed eyes and chuckles, knowing that he’d be the one to take care of you in the morning.

A/N: first post, english is not my first language, so sorry for any mistakes. hope you enjoyed this!

#avatar smut #lo’ak x y/n #loak x reader #loak smut #lo’ak smut #lo’ak x reader #loak sully smut #loak fanfiction #atwow smut #atwow #avatar the way of water #loak #neteyam #avatar loak #lo’ak imagine #lo’ak oneshot #lo’ak fic #lo’ak fanfiction #atwow lo’ak #lo’ak te suli tsyeyk’itan #lo’ak sully #lo’ak avatar #loak headcanons #avatar #atwow fanfiction #atwow x you #atwow loak

[wisecrackingeric-2]

Guys I just had the WEIRDEST dreams EVER

First dream was That they remade RE4R to be a live action tv show and Leon was Welcome To Raccoon City Leon but Luis was?? Frederic Chan????? The YouTuber?????????? But he had his same curly hair n everything and whatnot anyways they somehow made that scene where Leon first finds him even more homoerotic by having Leon untie him and pick him up as well and then they were?? Trapped in the cabin????? Like the door locked from outside I think??????? And also Ashley was British but I never actually heard her spoke

SECOND dream was they remade Code Veronica and I was in Claire’s pov but we were in the castle in re4r for some reason????? And I kept getting lost in the hallways and stuff and Steve was there to hype me up but Steve didn’t look like Steve he had these super colourful braces and cornrows on one side of his head with his Afro on the other so it kinda looked like his og Karen cut and he was wearing these low-rise early 2000’s jeans

#I recon I could draw my dream versions of Luis and Steve

[lets-play-pirates]

Ed and drowning imagery

(I’m sorry if this is awkwardly worded. I am not, as you might have guessed, a native speaker of English, and languages are definitely not my forte)

I'm fascinated by the drowning imagery associated with Ed. It's not omnipresent, they don't hit you on the head with it, but it's there nonetheless (or at least I think so).

It's also interesting that, as far as I can tell, this theme is pretty much unique to Ed.

People die in many different ways in OFMD: they get stabbed, they get skewered by their own sword, they burn alive, they get shot, they get a cannonball in the face, they get skinned alive on one memorable occasion (RIP French Captain, you will not be missed), and so on.

The only case I can think of of someone maybe drowning in a death that isn't caused (not directly) by Ed is Ned Low - Stede throws his own fiddle at him, hits him, he falls off the plank, and it's not really clear if it was the blow that killed Low or if he lost consciousness and drowned.

It's possible that some of the partygoers in S01E05 did, but because of the parallel with CJ's story about Ed torching a ship and how the people inside burned alive, I assume that they died in the fire.

Anyway. Ed.

We get the first reference to drowning in S01E04, when he tells Stede what being Blackbeard is like: “It's just fucking hard sometimes, you know? You ever feel trapped? Like you're just treading water? Waiting to drown?”

Then, the Kraken's awakening is heralded by Ed throwing Lucius overboard; Lucius falls into the ocean, and we can hear his terrorized screams and gasps as he tries desperately not to slip underwater.

If you want, you can consider both the shot of Stede's things being dumped into the ocean at Ed's behest and Ed pushing the cake toppers off the ship as two other examples of drowning-related imagery.

The most obvious example of this theme is Ed's coma dream while he's in the gravy basket; he is thrown by his vision of his old captain - the one who, presumably, taught him how to be a pirate - off a cliff and into the ocean, with a rock tied around his waist.

Then, we have Ed trying to sink the Revenge and drown everyone on board, including himself (and I assume that the crew members who are missing after the storm did, indeed, drown).

He regains consciousness as he's sinking deeper and deeper; he tries to free himself but in vain, and he's about to run out of breath when Stede appears.

The rope unties itself, freeing him, but it's interesting that Ed doesn't swim toward the surface, nor does Stede pull him out of the water.

Instead, suddenly, as he realizes that he isn't alone - that he is loved, despite all he's done, that Stede came back for him, that he's begging him not to die, that he’s vowing never to leave him again, that there's still hope, still a future - he finds that he can breathe underwater.

The last example so far is from the beginning of S01E07 when, early in the morning after his first night with Stede, after Stede’s first real kill, Ed bundles up his leathers - Blackbeard’s, and the Kraken’s - in a net, weights them down with a cannonball and drops them into the ocean.

He consigns his old skin, his identity as a pirate, to a watery grave, and wears in their stead Buttons’s old clothes, the clothes of a man who changed himself into a bird in order to be able to properly love his “ocean deep,” because there is a limit to the love he can share with the sea in his current form, like Ed thinks he can’t properly love Stede until he’s gotten rid of this weight pulling him down, of the poison he carries within himself (the atmosphere was poisoned, the soup was poisoned, and it was his actions that brought Ned Low to the Revenge), until he’s found his true form.

How wise this decision is remains to be seen. I know from the screenshots and gifs posted online of the season finale trailer (they don’t air the show where I live, so I couldn't watch the preview) that he’ll soon fish out his leathers again, but how permanent that will be is unclear. We know that he doesn’t want to be a pirate anymore, not like that - he has been trying to find a way to escape this life since before he met Stede - so drowning this symbol of a life he doesn’t want anymore seems understandable, and healthy, at least until he’s found how to wear that skin in a way that won’t hurt him or those around him.

I really don’t know what the point of this all is. I don’t even know if there is a point to begin with - maybe I’m just fixating on nothing - but if there is, I think that the key image of this series of scenes is that of Ed in the gravy basket breathing underwater.

The weight pulling him down is gone and he’s free, and yet he doesn’t have to make his way above the waves. He’s already safe where he is. He is home.

There is no struggle, no desperate rush to reach the surface. The ocean that used to be a threat, that was going to swallow him and devour him as soon as he got too exhausted to tread water and he eventually, inevitably, let go and slip beneath the waves, is now surrounding him, supporting him as he floats peacefully, effortlessly in front of the man he loves.

More than a transformation that has already taken place, it’s a promise.

It’ll take time, more than the season finale will allow him (but, hopefully, he’ll have another season to work on himself).

It’ll take patience, too, and for him to keep examining his own failings, to keep growing, to keep looking at himself - he still has a lot of fishing to do, and the sea monster is still there, maybe a bit less dangerous now that he’s learned to sit with himself and listen, and maybe the kraken is exhausted too, but he’s still lurking in the depths, still a beast - but if he manages to find that strength within himself, he won’t drown.

He won't drown.

He can change his shape, turn himself into an impossible creature, a merman, like Stede in his vision.

(and isn't this season's logo the image of two merman skeletons circling each other?)

#ofmd #our flag means death #ofmd meta #blackbonnet #edward teach #gentlebeard #ed teach #blackbeard

[depressionisreal1996]

The Traumatized Omega

Chapter 1

Bold and Underlined=POV Change

Underlined=Line Break

Bold=TV Script

Italics=Thoughts

Narrator's  POV

I'm not sure whose twisted idea it was to put hundreds of adolescents in underfunded schools run by people whose dreams were crushed years ago... but I admire the sadism.

      We see a girl walking down a school hallway, with everyone parting ways in fear and disgust. They could sense the power from this tiny alpha. This alpha is known as Wednesday Addams. With each step is a purpose, she wants them to fear her. The thought makes her smirk internally. After a while, she saw some jocks walking away from a locker, laughing. She walked up to the locker and heard some whimpers coming from it, whimpers that she knows. She opens the locker to see her brother, Pugsley. After the locker was opened, Pugsley fell with a thud.

Wednesday's POV

      "I want names," I told my brother emotionlessly. These people need to know that only I was allowed to torture my brother, I thought in my head.

      "I don't know who they were, honest." Pugsley replied with a scared voice, "it happened so fast," 

      "Pugsley, emotion equals weakness, pull yourself together, now," I told him sternly, he whimpers. He really needs to learn this, if he wants to survive the real world. I went to untie him, when I went into one of my visions.

~Line Break~

      I came out of the vision, which thanks to it, I now know who did this to my brother. It was Dalton, and his stupid jock friends.

      "You okay," Pugsley asked me with a worried tone.

I'm not about to confess to my brother that I've recently been plagued by visions. The come on without warning, and feel like electroshock therapy, but without the satisfying afterburn.

      "Leave this to me," I told him, getting up to put my plan into action.

      "Wednesday, what are you gonna do," my brother asked me. I stopped to look at him, contemplating telling him, but decided not too.

      "What I do best," I told him, then walked off.

Non, rien de rien.

      "Yo, Dalton, look," Dalton's friend # 1 said pointing towards me, "Pigsley's sister."

      "Hey, freak, this is a closed practice," Dalton told me, with a smirk. Everyone smirked at this and laughed.

      "The only person who gets to torture my brother is me," I told everyone with a harsh tone, raising two bags with piranhas in them. Everyone lost their smirks and looked at me with fear. I released the bags into the water, and everyone frantically swam to get to safety.

Non, je ne regrette rien. Car ma vie, car mes joies. Ca commence avec toi.

      It was chaotically beautiful, nothing will top this. I slowly smirked in satisfaction. If I wasn't so adversed to it, I would be laughing right now. Though, as I watch the chaos happening, I knew that would be getting expelled for this.

~Line Break~

I close my eyes. Then I drift away.

     My parents were singing again, and it greatly disgusts me of how much emotions they are showing.

I softly say. A silent prayer. Like dreamers do. Then I fall asleep to dream. My dreams of you.

      I cringed at them, they really need to learn some self-control. This is why I'll never find love/mate. It all seems pointless.

I remember. That you said goodbye.....

     "Mmm," my mother sighed happily after kissing my father. My father did the same. I rolled my eyes at them.

     "Darling, how long do you intend on giving us the col shoulder," my mother asked me.

      "Lurch, please remind my parents that I'm no longer speaking to them," I replied back. Lurch just grunts.

      "Hmm," she hums back.

      "I promise you, my little viper, you will love Nevermore," my father tried to reassure me, though he was failing, "won't she, Tish?"

      "Of course," she said, "it's the perfect school for her."

      "Why? Because it was the perfect school for you," I shot back," I have no interest in following in your footsteps. Becoming captain of the fencing team, Queen of the Dark Prom, President of the Seance Society."

      "I merely meant that finally you will be among peers who understand you," My mother told me, and then she said something I want to protest against, " maybe you'll even make some friends."

      "Nevermore is like no other boarding school, it's a magical place," my father said, "it's where I met your mother, and we fell in love."

      "You guys are making me nauseous, and not in a good way," I told them with disgust in my voice, yet with my face blank.

      "Darling, we aren't the ones who got you expelled. That boy's family was going to file attempted murder charges," she told me, "how would that have looked on your record?"

      "Terrible, everyone would know I failed to get the job done," I said, seething that Dalton is still alive.

      "Hmm," my mother just hummed, and that was it for our conversation.

~Line Break~

Narrator's POV

      Now we see a truck driving by the Addams hearse.

      "Just over here is fine, thanks," a man said to the driver.

      "You sure you want to get out here," the driver asked, "the trail might look pretty, but it runs right past Nevermore."

      "That school for outcasts," the man asked.

      "Huh. That's a polite way of putting it," the driver replied.

      "I never had a problem with outcasts," the man informed the driver," my counselor at summer camp was a werewolf. Great guy."

      "Yeah, they're just like you and men," the driver said trying to scare the man, "until they rip your throat out."

      "Thanks," the man chuckles wryly. He got out of the truck and hiked on the trail. He hiked for a while until he found a good spot to take a break. He was just relaxing, when he heard noises coming up from in front of him. He looked up, only to scream in a panic as he saw something running towards him and attack him.

#wednesday addams x fem!reader #omegaverse #alphawednesdayaddams #omegareader #werewolfreader

[nachotrash]

未定的注定 (Undecided Fate) --LYRICS RETRANSLATION + NOTES

A/N: finally, after all these years, I post something that isn't a shitpost. Was chatting with discord friends while playing ToT episode 9 and that one line by luke made me wanna translate this. Uhh, translation notes at the end. Have fun reading and geeking out with me. This is a personal translation of the lyrics of ToT's official theme song

曾是我 寄身在黑暗中 Ceng shi wo ji shen zai hei’an zhong I used to be stuck in the dark 走尽夜路也盼有灯属于我 zou jin ye lu ye pan you deng shuyu wo Walking the night path with a lamp/light of mine 是否等候我的窗将有微光涌动 shifou denghou wo de chuang jiang you wei guang yong dong Whether a (soft) light shimmers through my windows 绽放成你 温热在我手 zhanfang cheng ni wen re zai wo shou Gently blooms into you in my hands

你是未定的希望 ni shi weiding de xiwang You're the undetermined hope 却是注定的光芒 que shi zhuding de guangmang Yet the fated light 照引我的心 zhao yin wo de xin Light up my heart 到黑夜退去 dao heiye tuiqu Retreat into the night

愿我也能温暖你 yuan wo ye neng wennuan ni Hope that I can also warm you up 走向未定的真相 zouxiang weiding de zhenxiang Walking towards the undetermined truth 解除命运的捆绑 jiechu mingyun de kunbang Untie the restraints of life's path 无所畏惧和你相倚 wu suo weiju he ni xiang yi Fearlessly lean on eachother with you

在余生每个黎明 zai yusheng mei ge liming At dawn, for the rest of our lives 你是谜 封锁住我眼眸 ni shi mi fengsuo zhu wo yan mou You're the riddle that locked my eyes shut 你是意义占据我所思所有 ni shi yiyi zhanju wo suo si suoyou You're the reason occupying all my thoughts 你是未定的美好我开始猜不透 ni shi weiding di meihao wo kaishi cai bu tou You're the indetermined perfection that I can't figure out

现在我才懂 为何萦梦 xianzai wo cai dong weihe ying meng Only now have I realized why we dream 你是未定的希望 ni shi weiding de xiwang You're the undetermined hope 却是注定的光芒 que shi zhuding de guangmang Yet the fated light 照引我的心 zhao yin wo de xin Light up my heart

走向未定的真相 zouxiang weiding de zhenxiang Walking towards the undetermined truth 解除命运的捆绑 jiechu mingyun de kunbang Untie the restraints of life's path 无所畏惧和你相倚 wu suo weiju he ni xiang yi Fearlessly lean on eachother with you 在余生每个黎明 zai yusheng mei ge liming At dawn, for the rest of our lives

已注定 yi zhuding Already fated

你是未定的希望 ni shi weiding de xiwang You're the undetermined hope

却是注定的光芒 que shi zhuding de guangmang Yet the fated light 照引我的心 zhao yin wo de xin Light up my heart 到黑夜退去 dao heiye tuiqu Retreat into the night 愿我也能温暖你 yuan wo ye neng wen nuan ni Hope that I can also warm you up

走向未定的真相 zouxiang weiding de zhenxiang Walking towards the undetermined truth 解除命运的捆绑 jiechu mingyun de kunbang Untie the restraints of life's path 无所畏惧和你相倚 wu suo weiju he ni xiang yi Fearlessly lean on eachother with you 在余生每个黎明 zai yusheng mei ge liming At dawn, for the rest of our lives 已注定 yi zhuding Already fated

NOTES:

绽放 specifically means the opening of the flower petals when a flower blooms Also MC is very flower-coded (rosa) So i thought that was a nice detail

Now the "warming up" specifically means the type of comforting warmth that campfires or torches will give you on a cold dark night

解除 (untie) could possibly be a reference to how the NXX investigation gets more and more complicated, with an overwhelming amount of cases practically "tangled up" in eachother, so you're slowly picking it apart one by one with the team (aka your soulmates)

Also I specifically used "lifes path" for 命运 because that phrase is only used to talk about the course of a persons life, aka the events/path that life has laid down for you (your canon events, if you will)

意义 means like, the significance, meaning or reason/motivation behind someone's actions, but idk how to translate that

黎明 was hard to translate, cause it can mean both dawn and dusk, or any time of day (altho dawn and dusk are the most used, hehe crepusculum and diluculum) but it basically mean that the two relies on eachother every single day for the rest of their lives

A/N: That's it! Hope this was comprehensible to read

#nacho blahs #Tears of themis #tears of themis theory #tears of themis analysis #tot #tot theory #tot analysis #tot luke #tot artem #tot vyn #tot marius #xia yan #lu jinghe #zuo ran #mo yi #luke pearce #marius von hagen #vyn richter #artem wing #rosa #Spotify

[rayclubs]

Ever since watching Live Action One Piece, I can't stop thinking about how good the writing is in the actual show, so I'm going to seriously analyze it for my own fun and pleasure.

OP is kind of notorious for being nonsensical, whimsical, goofy and not particularly loaded with themes and heavy-to-grasp concepts, so a lot of people think of its arcs as mere sequences of events without an underlying thematic structure. This is what the Live Action gets wrong, but to the original show's credit, the formula is so intricately woven that you can't easily define it like in other serialized media. It's also a bit more... Nebulous? Okay, I can explain.

At least four of the earliest arcs follow the same formula. I'm sure it applies to later arcs too but they get longer and things become muddled down the line - not in a bad way, the core concepts still apply, just differently, so I'm only going to talk about the first four important ones. The formula is this:

The main character, Luffy, is introduced to another character who, in one way or another, displays a character flaw that prevents them from achieving their goals and dreams.

They encounter a foe who displays the exact same flaw in a different way.

Luffy confronts the foe on moral grounds and demonstrates a virtue that overcomes and overpowers the villain, leasing him to victory.

The newly introduced character, inspired by Luffy's example, experiences a change of perspective, which helps them overcome their own flaw and take a step towards their goal.

If you're thinking that sounds about right, then holy shit, our wavelengths. If, more likely, you're thinking "this is kinda far-fetched", then oh boy do I got proof of concept for you.

It's incredible how clear and well-executed the parallels between heroes and villains are. Like, okay, listen, here's Zoro's arc.

The villain, Axe-Hand Morgan, is a self-assured, self-centered tyrant who treats his comrades and subordinates as expendable tools and has no loyalties except to his own greatness.

Zoro isn't a tyrant, he's kind-hearted and has a strong moral compass, but he is still flawed: like Morgan, he doesn't have any loyalties except to himself. He's self-assured as hell. We learn later that he used to have mercenary friends but they went their own separate way at some point, and when they meet again, Zoro shows no clear loyalty to them - he's kind-hearted, so, of course, he cares, but he was never bound by their alliance and obviously considered the three of them to be drawn together by coincidence.

And to be clear, in the world of One Piece that is a flaw. Most characters swear allegiance to factions - pirate crews, marines, revolutionaries, other groups - and draw strength from them. Villages and towns are shown to survive hardships through unity and companionship.

Even Zoro's ultimate goal, the person he swore to defeat in mortal combat - Mihawk - although he appears solitary and not "bound" to a crew or a cause, we learn later that he is affiliated with the government. But that's a bit off-track.

While trying to save Zoro from execusion by Morgan, Luffy demonstrates a stubborn determination to work together. As soon as he recognizes that an injustice has been done to Zoro, he works not to solve the problem by himself, but to help Zoro deal with it. While another character tries to free Zoro from captivity directly - literally untie the ropes that are holding him - Luffy hands him his swords first.

Notably, Zoro is the only main character who defeats the main villain of his arc, all others are defeated by Luffy. I say "notably" because Zoro specifically is ony able to achieve this through cooperation with Luffy.

As the show goes on, Zoro's loyalty quickly becomes one of his core traits.

That's just one of them, so let's do Usopp's arc next.

The villain, Kuro, is a pirate captain who gave up his name and title. He is trying to turn away from who he is, remake himself into someone new through deception and trickery.

Usopp is doing the exact same thing, albeit in a decidedly more innocent way. He lies about his heroic feats and achivements, about his strength and the size of his crew, about practically everything. His lies aren't a flaw per se, as he never stops lying in the future. It's not his cowardice, that doesn't change much either. It's his conflict with himself. He's a pirate but he isn't. Pirates are coming but they aren't. He's proud of his heritage but he doesn't really get to be proud all that much until Luffy comes along.

Luffy defeats Kuro by being a better pirate, or by being better at being a pirate, or by being a pirate at all. Luffy has simple, clear-cut views and ambitions, he knows what kind of person he is and what kind of person he's trying to be, and he lives by it. That's the virtue.

As Usopp says his goodbyes before leaving his village, he gathers his little "crew" of kids together and makes them state their ambitions - one wants to be a writer, another dreams of owning a bar, etcetera - this is him imparting a lesson he just learned himself, on knowing who you want to become and living to be that person.

Usopp's best friend Kaya, inspired by him, resolves to become a doctor.

All this is also a showcase of Usopp's legacy, but don't get me started on legacy in One Piece, we'll be here for an hour.

So there we go. Let's do Sanji's arc next, it's way easier than Usopp's 3D chess pirate-gender.

The villain of the arc, Don Krieg, engages in malicious dishonesty to secure advantage in battles because he doesn't believe himself to be prepared enough for the journey he's undertaking.

Sanji is exactly the same but without the trickery. He justifies his inaction with the vague concept of being indebted to his mentor, even though his mentor considers the debt fully paid and sincerely wants him to live his own life.

Luffy defeats Don Krieg via stubbornness, bravery, endurance and ingenuity. It's similar to his other fights and not emphasized enough, which is probably why it's always been one of the more boring parts to me personally, though it's still wonderfully executed.

More importantly, Luffy reduses Sanji's mentor's journal, stating he wants to have his own adventure, not follow in someone else's footsteps. This is almost word-for-word the lesson Sanji needs to learn. Get out of there and do your best, you're ready, you'll never be more ready than you already are.

And finally, Nami's arc.

The villain, Arlong, believes himself to be inherently superior to those around him. If he recruits help, it's out of convenience, not necessity. If he forms bonds, they're business, not camaraderie. He does care for his fellow fishmen but that has more to do with the extended fishmen backstory and politics than anything so I won't touch on it.

Nami is equally flawed by hubris. She thinks she's better, more competent, more capable than the people around her, she has that complex you get when you don't have any friends in high school and end up doing all the group projects by yourself.

While fighting Arlong, Luffy makes a point out of stating and showing his own reliance on his own crew, and even lists off the skills they excel at that he himself doesn't possess. It's very on the nose but still awesome to watch.

He then absolutely fucking wrecks Nami's old prison-slash-workshop, demonstrating symbolically that, while her skill is great and important, it's not the main reason he values her as a crewmate and friend.

Nami gets over her hubris, begins to rely on others as allies more than assets, and relaxes a little about her paranoid hypercompetence. Good for her.

Okay so hopefully this convinced you. This was also going to be the part where I go on a long tangent about why Live Action One Piece fails on so many levels but then I realized I'd need a whole separate post for that, so I'm just gonna state the main point and leave it at that.

Netflix screenwriters seemed to have watched One Piece (roughly up to episode 130) and decided the arcs did not have any thematic uniting element even though they clearly did, as per above. They proceeded to rework the plot to introduce what they thought would work as unifying elements (introducing Baroque Works early, having Coby in every episode, cutting out Don Krieg and replacing him with Arlong) which inadvertently undermined the story structure and ruined the show.

Anyway, there's more. One of the earlier arcs is Buggy's arc which follows a different format. It doesn't see any new additions to the crew but it does see Luffy's worldview challenged by an outside force. This is an early example of a Luffy arc. Other examples include Loguetown, Jaya/Skypiea, and Foxy's arc (regrettably). Also Marinford and the events prior but that's, like, self-evident, I think. This story format borrows from classic romance literature and is way more straightforward. Buggy being an early example of it in the show, while being a comedic element himself, also introduces a lot of these story concepts. His journey could also be considered somewhat parallel to Luffy's, but that's a bit of a stretch, to be honest.

I completely forgot how I was going to end this analysis but hopefully reading it was worthwhile anyway. Live Action One Piece sucks. Cheers!

#one piece

[kiriluvly]

⬆️Credit on the au in the post above!!!

@ramskulls-archive

This au. THIS AU RIGHT HERE.

Let it be KNOWN, that Caseynardo is a guilty pleasure of mine, and thus I have some thoughts!

Those two would definitely have an Enemies To Lovers plotline (obviously), a one that we COULDV'E gotten with Karai and Leo if they weren't fkn related!

So, I think it would start with out with simple fights, the usual entercounters with the purple dragons, and with it, the turtles would meet Casey, who they wouldn't really write down as a major threat. From there, Leo and him would meet sometimes, Leo would simply beat his ass or smth and move on, but Casey couldn't possibly accept that!

So from normal meetings, Casey would seek Leo out particularly because how dare this turtle ninja THING beat him and just walk off like he, THE Casey Jones, isn't a big deal?!

Cut to banter, which turns flirty real quick without either of them noticing,

"what's a beauty like you doing in the streets of NYC at night?" "Shut it, Jones.",

"ready to get beat up, again?" "Oh, I couldn't dream of anything better, baby.",

"HEY, WHERE ARE YOU GOING??? UNTIE ME DUDE!" "it was great seeing your beautiful face tonight, Jones, but I have other things to take care of." "...and also, you're probably into tha-" "FUCK OFF MAN!!!".

The first moment they could really think they caught feelings was while the turtles were fighting the PD again when they were split up, and while Leo is rushing to find his brothers and help them out, who else but Casey mf Jones finds and corners him. They argue, Leo brushing him off;

"I don't have fucking time for this Casey!"

And Casey simply not letting go;

"WOW! Where did you learn that language princess?"

Because he finally had what he wanted, and that was Leo, cornered and alone, with no one to interrupt them as Casey finally beats him in a fight!

The yelling and snide remarks continue, and suddenly they are both too close to each other, and they make eye contact and. Silence.

Neither can look away, move, speak. They just stare into each other's eyes, and holy shit why do they feel like that?

And after what felt like hours, they inch closer without noticing. Leo's eyes flatter shut, Casey's hands move themselves from the brick wall of the alleyway to inches away from the turtle's cheek. They are a second from meeting in the middle when they both remember what they are here for, and in a second, Casey's knife is milimeters from Leo's nape and Leo's now-unsheathed katana is threatening to slice the human in half.

But despite the violent position they were both in right now, neither dared to move away from the other. They looked into each other's eyes, truly looked, and with a tired huff, Leo whispers "I have to find my brothers, Jones." And with a peck on the cheek that sets both of their faces on fire, Leo trips Casey to the ground with a quick swip of the human's feet before rushing past him to the next alley.

All Casey could do now that Leo was gone and he was on the floor, was touch his cheek and curse. Because how did he manage to fuck up so bad that he now caught feelings for one of his number one enemies.

From then, they avoid each other like the plauge, afraid to face the actions of that night and their feelings. Leo is a repressed gay, too scared to even think he may not like girls, and Casey is chill with his sexuality, he likes everyone and everything, but is still baffled how a MUTANT TURTLE managed to make him weak in the knees.

I think they would finally get together, after painful awkward moments and eventual deep conversation on top of a roof, in an angst moment, because cmon. It's the best time to get together with the person you're gay for!

Casey joined the purple dragons because of security and as an emotional outlet. His father was once involved with the gang, once when he was young and stupid and didn't have the weight of a dead wife, a son and a daughter on his shoulders, and so the gang sought him out so he could pay up old debts. Since they didn't have that kind of money, Casey went and got himself involved with them, on the promise they would leave his family alone as he works for them and does the dirty work they want of him. The crime was a good way to release the anger and frustration in his system, because GOD did he have an anger issue he did NOT want to release on his father and surely not on his younger sister.

He told Leo that one day as they sat on the rooftop of an abandoned building, and after a long conversation, Leo finally spoke up;

"You can just join us." "Huh?" "We beat bad guys all the time. It's our job, Casey. If you need to beat the shit out of some people, you can do it with US. Not the purple dragons."

And holy shit, did Casey love that thought. Because having mutant turtles that were literal ninjas, that beat the crap out of that shitty gang of his every single day, could get them officially off his and his family's backs. He could finally look his father in the eyes without the constant shame. Without the worry in his old man's eyes. He could... be on Leo's side, and that was a sweet deal too, wasn't it?

So he stopped going to their meetups, he stopped interacting with the gang as a whole. He took his time to hang out with his family and be a fucking teen because something naive in him believed they were truly safe now. But of course the universe loved to prove him wrong, and that was proven when he was walking home from school one day and hit with something heavy right on the head. He blacked out, and the next thing he knew, he woke up to the sight of the purple dragons' hideout.

Being held at gunpoint was not Casey's ideal Friday night plan, but he couldn't really help it, could he?

And of course, being at the right place the right time, the turtles bust into the warehouse and start a shitshow.

Leo, of course, untied him after knocking his "guard" out; "are you okay?!" "Don't worry babe, a little kidnapping could never take Casey Jones down!"

Of course, a bullet to the abdomen could.

"Casey, Casey fucking stay with me! Don't close your eyes, goddamn it!" "Pffft, who- who taught you to c-curse so much...?" "You did, and if you want to continue doing so, you need to stay awake!"

"Leo! What's the fucking hold up- what the fuck are you doing with a PURPLE DRAGON?" "Raph! Call Donnie, right now!" "Like hell I would, he's another fucking shithead like his friends, let him bleed out for all I care!" RAPH FOR FUCKS SAKE- Casey don't you dare close your eyes stay with me please - CALL. DONNIE." "I-" "NOW!"

and that led to Casey waking up in a dark lair that smelt like shit. Which he later discovered was not a very far off guess. The second he opened his eyes, he is poked and checked on by a purple-clad turtle, Donnie from what he remembered Leo described, and with a shout to the others, the three other turtles marched into the room.

"Oh wow! He's awake-!"

"Oh great, he's awake."

"Casey!"

And that was the happiest he's ever been to hear someone's voice.

"Hey blue, wow you look like shit-"

"Shut up Jones, I will not take criticism on my appearance from someone who was shot just a few hours ago!"

"Touchè"

They argued but the second Casey was within reach, he was - gently - pulled into a warm and concerned hug, and fuck, he would be lying if he didn't downright melt into it.

"I'm glad you're awake Jones."

"Couldn't just leave you in a world without all this baby~"

And as leo rolled his eyes, they finally decided that dance they've been having going on for a month or so was to be finally broken. And with a smile, Leo took Casey's face in his palms and smashed their lips together. Casey rested his hands on Leo's hips and kissed back with glee.

They barely noticed the three others in the room anymore, nor did they notice the absolute shock on their faces, or the urgency in Donnie's actions as he pushed his two frozen brothers outside and closed the door behind him.

The dorks couldn't stop themselves from smiling because they dreamed of this moment, and when it finally happened, it was everything they wanted and more.

They would concern themselves in Leo's brothers knowing about them, about how worried Casey's father probably is, about what to do with the purple dragons and what the future holds. They would take care of all those things later, but now, while holding each other and finally letting themselves love each other, they decided to let it all be for a moment.

-AND THAT IS MY THOUGHT PROCESS THAT KINDA TURNED TO WRITING! I THOUGHT ABOUT THIS AU FOR DAYS SO IM HAPPY I FINALLY GOT MY THOUGHTS OUT!

#caseynardo #tmnt 2012 #tmnt 2k12 #tmnt leonardo #tmnt casey jones #tmnt au

[deepseawarlock]

Whispers of Kindness || @worldofsenelfy

In the realm of quiet grace, a flower blooms, Jasmine, with a spirit that softly looms. Her presence, delicate, like petals unfurled, A gentle soul that brightens the world.

With bashful eyes that shyly meet the gaze, She hides her face, a humble, modest haze. Yet kindness flows within her gentle heart, A beacon of compassion, a rare art.

Her touch, so tender, a comforting embrace, A balm for wounded souls, a saving grace. Though meek in nature, her warmth shines bright, A beacon of empathy in darkest night.

Jasmine, a whisper in the midst of noise, Her actions speak, her words a gentle voice. Through simple acts of love, she finds her way, Illuminating lives, like dawn's first ray.

In her hands, she cradles dreams and hopes, Nurturing them gently, helping them cope. Her humility, a strength that can't be denied, A refuge for hearts weary and untied.

So let us celebrate her quiet might, The kindness she bestows, a radiant light. Jasmine, in your gentle ways, we find solace, A reminder of the beauty in every act of grace.

#a world of our own || ulysses x jasmine #worldofsenelfy

[bestgrishaversequotes]

OFFICIAL LIST OF QUOTES FOR THE TOURNAMENT (under the cut)

if any of these quotes catch your eye, please feel free to submit propaganda!! not all of the quotes here were submissions, I picked out fandom faves that didn't get submitted plus one or two personal favourites, so if you see your favourite quote here go ahead and rant in my inbox about why you love it!!

all propaganda will be published with the polls

quotes crossed out have been eliminated; quotes in bold are still in the tournament!

Hug the goat, shut the hell up

He knew the look of a man defending his home with nothing but a rock in his hand

What is infinite? The universe and the greed of men

I'm sorry it took me so long to see you, Alina. But I see you now

Make me your villain

She's everything, you dumb son of a bitch

Because I am a pretty thing and a soldier all the same

Anything worth doing always starts as a bad idea

You're my flag. You're my nation

When people say impossible, they usually mean improbable

I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret

I know metal

I am not ruined. I am ruination

I make it a policy never to seduce anyone prettier than I am

That's weakness. That's a man afraid

They had an ordinary life, full of ordinary things

Joost had two problems: the moon and his moustache

We'll be kings and queens, Inej

My darling Inej, treasure of my heart

Matthias was dreaming again. Dreaming of her

What's the easiest way to steal a man's wallet?

The heart is an arrow. It demands aim to land true

I protect my investments

My Wraith would counsel mercy

My ghost won't associate with your ghost

I'm going to pay someone to burn my kruge for me

What bound them together?

We could wake them up

No. Not just girls

I have been made to protect you. Only in death will I be kept from this oath

Stay in Ketterdam. Stay with me

I will have you without armour, Kaz Brekker

I would come for you

Meeting you was a disaster

This action will have no echo

I recommend a cane

We do not take orders from Kerch street rats with dubious haircuts

This was the kiss he'd been waiting for

Someone I didn't want to lose

I'm right here, Father

When the world owed you nothing, you demanded something of it anyway

I can read to him

How about I push you in the canal and we see if you know how to swim?

Is my tie straight?

Call me Grisha. Call me zowa. Call me death, if you like

Yuri Vedenen, if you upset my wife again, I will kill you where you stand

Why did it matter to him what became of Ravka?

A king never kneels, brother

My ruthless Zoya, I'll load the gun myself

Because I'm fairly certain I'm hallucinating, and in my dreams you're much nicer

But she was already a queen

You are strong enough to survive the fall

It had the unfortunate effect of making him want to untie it

You list off atrocities as though I'm meant to feel shame for them

Maybe the gift of being human is that we do not give up

I loved him and he loved me

Because I am greedy for the sight of you

There is nothing in it worth loving

As my friend, as my general, as my bride

This is what love does

I will leave this world on a hammer blow

Then I will love her from my grave

None of this had been fated; none of it foretold

I will always seek to make it summer for you

#the initial matchups will be randomised!! #and if you don't recognise some of these quotes: don't worry‚ in the tournament each quote will have a longer passage surrounding it #these are just the short versions #grishaverse #six of crows #shadow and bone #mayhem talks #updates

[pktearsoftazmily]

[ From @spoocys-glade-of-dreams ]

{Rayman and Raymona}

*Rayman and Raymona greet Lucas with a hug. Rayman tells the boy that they had a gift for him. Raymona begins untying the red neck scarf and she hands one section off to Rayman. They both carefully tie the red neck scarf into place around Lucas' neck. Rayman places his hands on Lucas' shoulders, smiling with pride.*

"Lucas. This scarf belonged to me when I was a kid. When I started dating Mona, I gave it to her when I got my new hoodie. We made a promise to each other. We would pass this scarf down to our kid.

Your dad and I have been talking, and I've been talking to Raymona. If anything happens, we will be taking care of you. I'm working with Murfy to make this official, but it's going to take some time.

I am glad I got to meet you, Lucas. Welcome to my family!"

The hug was returned with a smile, standing tall for the couple. Lucas tilted his head upon discovering there was a gift for him, wondering what they had gotten for him. Wait, they were untying--? Why were they doing that? Why did Rayman hold a part? Wait, what was happening? Lucas watched with confused eyes, almost stunned beyond words over their actions.

Just what were they doing?

They... They tied the scarf... On him? "Wha? What's this for?" he asks, head tilting once more. He had no idea the reasoning behind it all, assuming it was a gift of friendship, which he was grateful for.

Until they announced something he had never expected.

"We would pass this scarf down to our kid."

Kid? But they didn't have a... Unless they had meant... No. No, did they... Mean--?

Was... Was he being adopted? Did these two just say they were adopting him? Was this for the reason of the scarf being handed to him? Was this their way of welcoming him into their lives? Showing him they were ready to bless another soul with love?

Slowly, with shocked, tearful eyes, he feels the material of the red scarf, unable to believe his ears. No, no, they-- They were joking with him. No, there was no way they'd do this! Lucas wasn't worthy of being adopted!

He wasn't a hero, or brave, or strong! They could've chosen another child, somebody much suited to them! No, yet they...

Sniffles. Eyes filled with tears, the boy's lips quiver, gritting his teeth as he's overcome from the love these two were sharing with him. They were adopting him. They were adopting. Him.

Him. That sad, shy, gentle little Lucas. These two wanted him to be their son. They didn't care about his past, just for who he was now. At this moment of time. A person. A person who deserved to be seen. Somebody who deserved another family.

Sobbing uncontrollably, Lucas hugs them tightly, too stunned for words beyond his believed. The thought of being part another family was so joyous to him, for he had longed to be a part of another family, worrying about his future should anything happened to his father, or his brother.

But now? Now, he had another family. He had a legal mother figure. No longer was his family tiny, they were huge. They were magical, wonderful, hopeful.

There's a happy smile on his face as he continues to sob, his eyes full of hope. Full of courage for the future.

He was sure his mother was looking after him.

#spoocys glade of dreams #v ;; The Hero of Tazmily #HNNN... #This red scarf will be kept safe #It's officially now sacred to him #Nobody can take it from him or else #Nobody touches the scarf either #It's a special keepsake

[v-raemakes]

Finished watching Motorcity...

I’d been meaning to check it out for a while as it’s regarded as a cult classic cancelled before its time. Not that it’s that old, first airing in 2012. Now that I’m done with seeing the full 20 episodes (that I found on an archival site) I thought I’d put down my musings.

Firstly, what art direction! The show is absolutely stunning in multiple ways. I found myself marveling at the gritty beauty of the background art. The animation is superb. Smooth and snappy where it needed to be. The 3D and 2D elements blend together incredibly well and the effects have not become dated looking. That can be attributed to the general style of the show pulling together all these elements cohesively. It’s all sharp, dark, colorful, and full.

The voice acting is top notch. They got some great talent onto this show. From the well-known to the lesser-known (at least to me). Nate Torrence as Chuck did a fantastic job. He voiced a character that’s screaming all the time and yet it didn’t become grating. I really enjoyed his character.

The writing was great, especially the humor! I found myself laughing all the time. The witty back and forth between the characters is something to behold and all of them have a real nice amount of depth. They’re memorable! One thing I must praise is the pacing of the show. The action is as high-octane as it needs to be, but the plot progression takes its needed time and nothing feels too rushed.

There were times that I knew what was coming and felt a bit of second-hand embarrassment, but some of that is from my own sensibilities and the constraints of the target audience and such. That only happened every few episodes.

I’m not a car person, never will be. But the passion put into this was apparent and I was easily swept into the aspirations of the characters and the general vibe of the show. You gotta love a good story about underdogs in a rough and tough world banding together for their dreams. The premise was fun and interesting. Though, easy to poke some holes into, heh.

I found myself wondering about resource management a lot in this underground refuge of a city. Food, mostly was something I felt curious about. We never see any hint of farmland, orchards, or cattle (except for Jacob’s greenhouse area). Fuel is another thing I was wondering about, but there is a chemical plant and cars are leaning more into sci-fi than realism in this show. 

It is a wonder to me why exactly some things are forgotten or were mysteries considering the current situation is only a single generation old. Surely there must be elderly who remember a time before Deluxe? Jacob exists! Why exactly is the state of the outside world so unknown? Mysteries, mysteries. Or, plot holes. Whichever suits your thinking better I suppose.

All in all, this was a fantastic watching experience. I am so glad the crew was able to create a satisfying enough ending despite the cancellation. Some strings got left untied, but not enough to quite count as a cliffhanger. And hey, filling in the gaps is what fandom is for! 

#Motorcity #Crumbly Commentary #Duke was my favorite side character #Look at that degenerate go!

[excited-butox-clapper]

A/N: so pissy pants is actually zoro from one piece. It’s an inside joke with me and my s/o. They had a dream where zoro had to piss really bad so we just called him pissy pants.

Zoro gets bitches

As y/n pulled up to the restaurant she got nervous not only bc she wanted this date to last but bc she really thought pissy pants was the one for her.

When she opened the glass door and stepped inside she was amazed “wow” she murmured the dining room was decorated in gold. When she spotted pissy pants she walked over “are u pissy pants” she asked feeling her heart beat faster “yeah” he replied relaxing in his seat “oh good” she smiled sitting down “I hope I wasn’t to late the traffic was kinda bad” she nervously rambled “no no I understand”

“Are you two ready to order” the waiter asked “oh yes I’d like a glass of ur red wine” y/n said “and a medium rare steak” she continued closing the menu “I’d like wine as well any kind and a bowl of white rice” pissy pants said putting his menu on y/n’s “alright I’ll be right back with ur wine” the waiter said taking our menus and walking to the kitchen.

“So what do again” y/n asked “I’m a pirate” he replied looking her in her eyes causing her to squeeze her legs together and blush “oh is it fun” she asked avoiding eye contact “eh it’s something” he replied as the waiter came back with a bottle and two cups.

Time skip

Y/n pov

‘I hope he likes me. I hope I’m not being a bore’ I thought as we ate and talked “so do u have any pe-“ I was cut off my pissy pants suddenly standing up. “Are u alright” I asked but no response he only went to shove everything off the table.

“What are u doing pissy pants” I asked as he sat on the end of the table and untied his shoes pulling them off. I get up and walk infront of him “hello pissy pants what are u doing” I asked again and just like before no response he only continued his actions. He pulled his songs off and revealed his toes making me gag from the stench “wtf” I choked out but he didn’t care.

He began to clap his feet together starting off slow and soft and slowly began to get more aggressive with it. I was oddly aroused by this like something in side of me awoke. As he reached his full potential I could see his crotch area start to dampen ‘oh god this is so hot’ I thought “pissy pants god u make me so wet” I moaned out as he stopped and pounced on me kissing me.

As our tongues fought for dominance he picked me up and threw me on the table. He spread my legs and pulled his pants and boxers down as we disconnected our lips. “Is that even going to fit” I asked as I looked at his 30 inch cock he didn’t answer he just ripped my panties and shoved it in “AHH PISSY PANTS YES” I moaned out as he bucked his hips rapidly.

He continues this for about 5 minutes before I can feel him twitch inside of me “YESS PISSY PANTS CUM WITH ME” I said as I squirted all over him he pulled out and jizzed all over my body there was sm cum that I was covered in a thin white sheet of it.

“You need to leave immediately” someone yelled causing me and pissy pants to run as fast as we could I ran to my car as pissy followed I unlocked it and we got in. “Let’s go back to my place shall we” I said starting the care and driving off.

#one piece zoro #zoro smut #one piece #foot feddish