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Secret Games

Alexia Putellas x Ona Batlle

Summary: friends? Lovers? Friends with benefits?

WC: 4,5k (a long one)

Warnings: Smut18+,vibrators,rough sex,oral sex, Dom!Alexia, strap-ons, cunnilingus,overstimulation,squirting

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please just read the text before you start reading :)

It has happened what some of you have been waiting for all this time I AM BACK and then with Alexia x Ona you all wished for it and your wish is my command it has been time to think and if I post now it does not mean I will post every day or every other day understand and let me come back in I will post when I am well and have enough time maybe in the next few weeks this fic may not be my best work yet I appreciate any kind of feedback it is a fic I wrote with @patrywoso a collaboration and I love it! !

every mistake and the punctuation was taken care of @melissabarreraswife lots of love <3

I'm curious how you like the fic, let me/us know and if you have any wishes or want to write something, my requests are open :) now u can read

Lots of love <3

spain camp.

Alexia and Ona played against Canada yesterday; it was a tough game that ended 1-1.

The two sit in the meeting room. Montserat just gave her speech about things that need to be improved and that could be better.

Ona sat in the second row with her arms crossed in front of her chest. Her tongue clicked against her palate, and her head rolled to the side. Her eyes met Alexia's.

Alexia and Ona were friends with benefits; they didn’t know what they were; maybe friends who had sex from time to time; nobody knew about it, only the two of them. Alexia looked at Ona as if she would undress her at any moment, preferably in front of all her teammates.

After every game, the captains had to give a speech about how things went from their point of view, so Alexia had to do the same.

Alexia’s eyes left Ona’s before she stood up and walked forward. Ona naturally admired Alexia, her powerful eyes that made her melt, her breathtaking smile that she always uses at the perfect moment, and her defined muscles. Her biceps peeking out of her t-shirt, her god, her veiny hand

Ona had other thoughts than this soccer game and it‘s mistakes. Ona thought about what Alexia could do with her hands. Ona couldn’t hold back her heavy breathing as she hastily crossed one leg over the other and pressed her thighs together. Her jaw visibly tensed, and her eyes bored into Alexia’s form.

Ona watched closely as Alexia’s lips moved. She noticed how nervous Alexia became at her looks. Alexia tried to look away.

Ona noticed that someone next to her was keeping an eye on Alexia, the new player in the squad. Sheila, you all called her "shei."

She looked at Alexia as if she were in love, and Alexia gave Shei a little smile. Ona didn’t know if she should be jealous or what it was that made her feel that way. She wanted to be the only one for Alexia.

Ona looked away annoyed and decided to concentrate on the game and alexia’s speech. She leaned back in the chair, and her face turned into an annoyed look.

//

The Team meeting was over, and Ona walked with Cata and Patri towards the exit.

“Ona-Onita”

She heard shouting from behind as she tourned around, smiling Alexia came towards her with the biggest smile she had seen in a long time.

Alexia put an arm around Ona’s narrow shoulders and came closer to her hairline.

“Why don’t you wait for me, idiota?” says Alexia ironically

Ona rolled her eyes in the back of her head. “Why don’t you go with Shei? i think you can ask. Maybe you’ll be assigned to a room with her.” Ona says annoyed, and Alexia starts laughing.

“What’s wrong with you? Why are u being mean to her? We should be nice to the new ones,” Alexia replies with a laugh.

Ona looks angrily at Alexia. Her breathing becomes loud as if she could burst at any moment. “I’m serious, Alexia, go to her,” says ona, more annoyed than before.

“Mh, do you want to go to our room and I’ll massage this anger away from you? How does that sound?” Alexia whispers in Ona’s ear, gently stroking her auricle

Ona’s breathing becomes heavy at the light but intense touch. “i want to rest, Ale,” Ona says and shakes her shoulders to remove Alexia’s arm.

Alexia sighs and lets go of Ona. She groans annoyed and trots after Ona.

The others have gathered in the common room as they do every evening. Will it be

noticeable that Ona and Alexia are the only ones who will be missing?

When Alexia and Ona reach their shared

room, Alexia's arms immediately wrap

around Ona's narrow hips and pull her close to her chest.

She lays her head gently on Ona's shoulder, and Ona tries to squirm, but Alexia pulls her closer to her.

"What's wrong with you, Bonita?" Alexia whispers in her ear and nibbles on her earlobe. Ona lets herself fall close to alexia

and sighs against her, her eyes closed and her body tight against Alexia in her arms.

Alexia's lips move to the side of Ona's neck, and she gives out lots of firm kisses that combine with sucking and nibbling ona‘s

mouth wide open before she gets a word in edgewise.

"Talk to me, what's wrong," Alexia says

emotionally and leans closer to Ona. One of her hands moves up Ona‘s belly and pulls lightly on the hem of her shirt.

"Because she wouldn't stop fucking looking at you like she wants to eat you out," Ona says, annoyed and tries to push away from Alexia.

Alexia starts to laugh. Her hand moves to one of Ona's breasts and pinches her nipple. Ona yells, "Shh, are you jealous, Cari?" Alexia says in a deeper voice. Her finger pinches Ona's now-hard nipple again.

"I am not," Ona sighs.

"I think it's fucking hot when you're

jealous," Alexia says, taking Ona's whole

breast in her hand. Ona moans and lets her whole weight fall against Alexia now.

With a quick movement, Alexa turns Ona around, and her mouth presses down on Ona's Her strong hand grabs Ona's neck, and Ona gasps into Alexia's throat.

Alexia's grip tightens, and she takes the opportunity to slide her tongue into Ona's mouth. Alexia suckers on Ona's tongue. Alexia's hands go from Ona's neck to her breasts. She squeezes them tightly.

Ona finds it hard to kiss Alexia; her kisses

become wet and a wild mess.

After a few seconds, Alexia lets go of Ona, breathing heavily, and looks at her swollen, wet lips.

"Take your clothes off," said Alexia and tilted her head up slightly.

"Ale, if someone hears us and we are the only ones not there," says Ona with slight fear and takes a step back.

"Now," Alexia said confidently.

Ona liked playing around with Alexia; she

loved being a brat who gets punished.

Ona pulled her shirt over her head and

threw it straight into Alexia's arms cheekily

with a mischievous smile.

"Ona, behave or you'll get the fucking

punishment," Alexia says dominantly, and

Ona just rolls her eyes.

"Don't you want to play with me?" Ona asks

cheekily and winks at Alexia.

Alexia hates this cheeky way Alexia could fuck her until she can't spell cheeky anymore.

Ona removes her pants and sees Alexia's

hungry eyes staring at her, at which Ona could only smile

Alexia crosses her arms and doesn't let the little girl out of her sight for a second. She loves it when Ona does what she wants and how every single one of her muscles tenses with these movements. Alexia's eyes widen as Ona bends down to fold her clothes carefully.

Alexia put Ona's clothes aside and then

took up her form. She wore Alexia's favorite underwear, the white lace bra and the

white thong, and with the little bow, Ona

knew what she was doing.

"Thong out of bra on," Alexia said bossily

and pointed to Ona's bra and thong.

Alexia walked past Ona and sat with her legs apart on the edge of the bed. Ona stood small and frightened in front of her. "Where is your big mouth? Are you scared?" Alexia asked with her lip hanging out.

Ona just shakes her head. "Come on my lap, ass up in the air, babygirl." Alexia spits out, and Ona walks tenderly towards her. She knows exactly what's coming. Alexia is leaning back. Her arms hold her up. She watches Ona as she lies down on her lap.

As soon as Ona lies completely on Alexia's lap, Alexia's hand gently strokes Ona's back. "What a pretty girl." Alexia moans, and Ona's lower lip lies firmly between her

teeth. Her whole body is tense.

"Say it," Alexia says before reaching into the meat in Ona's ass. Ona grunts and thinks about her next words, "Imma, pretty girl."

slap

"Fu-fuck," Ona groans and supports herself, but Alexia presses her head firmly onto the

mattress.

"Say it again, baby," Alexia says with raised eyebrows.

"I'm a pretty girl," Ona says out of breath.

slap

"Fuck ale," Ona moans in pain.

One of Alexia's hands grabs Ona's bun and pulls her up. "You're a pretty girl, my pretty girl, lo entiendes?" Alexia says harshly and pulls harder on Ona's hair.

"I understand," Ona gasps and tries to look

at Alexia.

"What do you understand?" Alexia pulls harder, and her teeth clench tightly.

"That I'm your pretty girl, please," Ona says tearfully, and Alexia drops Ona's head. Ona bounces back onto the varnish, and Alexia's

hand lies flat on her tailbone.

"I'm going to have to remind you who you

belong to, relax, Valerie?" Alexia says,

watching Ona's every reaction.

"You want to beat me? You want to torture me," Ona says cheekily, and with a raspy voice, Alexia smiles at her words.

"Count them for me," Alexia says with a

grin, and Ona sighs hard into the sheets.

slap

"one..."

slap

,,two.."

,,Good girl," Alexia says proudly and massages Ona's ass cheeks.

slap

,,Three fuck ale."

"You can still take some, I know it," says

Alexia, whimpering and pressing against

Ona's cheeks.

slap

,,four-,,

slap

,,Five.. I can't ale."

"Have you had enough? You have to understand if you behave like a brat, I will treat you like a brat, mh?" Alexia says, stuttering and looking at Ona's now red ass.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. Will you fuck me now, please?" Ona asks tearfully and turns her head to look at Alexia.

Alexia smiles, and Ona's legs spread

automatically.

Alexia's fingers graze the inside of Ona's

thigh. Ona trembles at the gentle touch.

"Are you wet, Bonita?" Alexia asks, and her fingers move on to Ona's core.

"So wet, please, Alexia," Ona says slightly out of breath and tries to rock herself

against Alexia's finger. "God, you're so desperate," Alexia says nervously, and her middle finger goes straight through Ona's folds and absorbs her wetness.

"F-uck," Ona whimpers, and Alexia's finger

plunges into her dripping hole. She moves painfully slowly; her walls squeeze around her finger. "You are so tight. How long have you not been fucked, mh?" Alexia asks, and Ona moans, "I need more, please."

"Answer my question," Alexia said,

croaking, and gave her another slap on the bottom. Ona squirmed.

"Stop moving so much," Alexia says and

clicks her tongue. Alexia pushes another

finger in, which immediately makes Ona moan louder.

"The last one to fuck me was you, and it's been 3 days," says Ona, moaning and

pushing her body upwards.

“That’s right, it will be the last thing you remember,” says Alexia and bends down to kiss Ona’s back

“You feel so fucking good fuck,” Ona screams and arches her back. Her legs spread wider as Alexia’s pace became more erratic.

“Do you want to cum like this spread out?” Alexia asks out of breath, and her eyes widen as she notices Ona’s arched back.

“Fuck yes, please,” Ona begs and tries to cover her moans.

“Don’t you dare cover your mouth. I want to hear you, and i don’t care if the others hear it,” Alexia warns and pulls ona up by her bun again, this time with more force.

Ona’s eyes are glassy, so desperate for an orgasm, “I want to cum please,” Ona moans and looks at Alexia.

“Will you do what i want without being a brat?” Alexia asks, and her fingers hit the perfect spot in Ona’s hole. Ona’s legs tense and tremble against Alexia’s hand.

Ona grinds her teeth. She tries to delay her orgasm as much as possible. “Yes, please, can i cum?” Ona whimpers and rolls her eyes into the back of her head. The sounds with each thrust are obscene and pornographic.

“Good girl, cum for me,” Alexia whispers and speeds up. Ona’s walls get tight around Alexia’s thick fingers. Her thigh muscles are tense, and Ona’s head rests on the lacquer. With her little scream, she comes on Alexia’s fingers.

Ona rides out her orgasm when she has fully relaxed, and Alexia removes her fingers from her Ona’s juices stick to her hand— quite a mess. Ona’s inner thighs are soaking wet, and Ona whimpers to herself

Alexia caught sight of Ona. The aftershocks of her orgasm rushing through her body caught Ona’s gaze and stared into her hazel eyes. “Suck on it,” Alexia said energetically and stretches her wet fingers into Ona’s face.

Without thinking, Ona takes Alexia’s fingers in her mouth up to her knuckels. Alexia moans at the feeling and watches Ona as she licks a long strip from her knuckels to her fingertips to make sure everything is clean.

“Swallow it all of it,” Alexia orders and rams her fingers deeper into Ona’s throat, making her gasp with a loud pop. Alexia pulls her fingers out and spreads her saliva over Ona’s cheek.

“You’re so fucking hot, baby,” Alexia says with a grunt and gives Ona an intense kiss on the lips. Her hands reach for Ona’s hips to place her gently on her back

Alexia works her way to Ona's jawline and

nibbles at her skin. Her hands find their

way to the clasp of Ona's bra; she removes it and throws it somewhere in the room.

Ona's mouth is open. Her breathing is heavy. Alexia's tongue is now working on her neck. "You will take my cock... the big one, Cari," Alexia says in a low voice, and Ona's eyes meet hers. Ona nods at her words, "Talk to me, Onita; I won't fuck you for the next three months otherwise." Alexia spits and rolls her eyes, annoyed.

"You won't make it anyway." ona grin

Alexia doesn't like the words at all. She slaps Ona on the thigh and runs to her suitcase. ona startles. The pain spreads over her entire left side.

She looks up and down as she pulls her shirt over her head, her eyes full of lust. "See my little slut to ruin," Alexia says devilishly, and she pulls her trousers down her strong thighs. Alexia's legs are tense.

ona watches Alexia bent down to her

suitcase. Ona wasn't a butt girl, but something about Alexia's bum turned her

on. It was defined and muscular, and with every walk it tensed and moved slightly. Ona's bottom lip is between her teeth. Her eyes wander over Alexia's whole body, and she can't suppress the moan that comes out of her mouth.

Alexia wasn't lying when she said that Ona would take the big strap; it was really

bigger than the ones they usually use.

Ona's eyes widen at the sight of the cock. between Alexia's legs uncontrollably. She opens her legs wider and slides up and down. She is impatient.

Alexia steps forward to the edge of Ona's bed. She kisses her shin and takes her other knee firmly in her hand. Her other hand caresses Ona's thigh. Ona's skin is flushed. Her cheeks burn. Alexia's mouth moves higher and opens Ona's legs wider. She kisses all the way up to Ona's neck, and she now hovers completely over her.

"You want my cock inside you, don't you?" Alexia says, breathing heavily against Ona's sensitive skin, "Yes, please." Ona whimpers tearfully and presses herself against Alexia to create some kind of friction. "Please, who?” Alexia says, stunned, smirking slightly at what she knows is driving Ona crazy

"Please, ma'am," Ona says breathlessly and reaches for Alexia's body to pull her closer to her.

"You're so pretty when you know how to use your words." Alexia whispers, and her cock gently brushes the inside of Ona's

thigh. Ona's breath hitches, and her hips lift against the cock.

"Be gentle, Ale," Ona whispers against Alexia's lips. Alexia strokes her cock right in front of Ona's entrance; her hips gently

thrust in, causing a deep croak from Ona's throat.

Alexia pushes deeper into Ona; her lips

collide and catch in a frenzied kiss. "Mark

me; everyone should know who I belong to," Ona moans against Alexia, and Alexia, lets out a harsh grunt. Her lips land on the crook of her neck. She nibbles and sucks on

it like the world champion she is.

"Fuck faster-shit-harder, please," Ona

moans.

Alexia doesn't need to be told twice, and her hips start to find a fast rhythm, her hips. slapping hard against Ona's bare skin with every trust.

"Arch your back for me." Whimpers Alexia Ona's back lifts and presses against Alexia's tits. “You take me so well, Bonita.” Alexia croaks againts Ona’s chest, her lips still firmly against her skin to mark her.

Alexia gets faster, and Ona’s noises get louder.

“Ah, fuck you close so well around me,” Alexia croaks against Ona. Her fingers press firmly into the sides of Ona’s hips.

Alexia’s teeth scrape over Ona’s neck. A shiver flies over Ona’s back.

“You’re mine,” groaned Alexia, and Ona cried out her thighs, squeezing tightly around Alexia’s hips. “Naw, do you want to cum already, baby?” Alexia asks, and Ona just moans and presses her head deeper into the sheets.

“I need to cum please, Alexia.” Ona’s words were coiled in her throat. Her voice is rough, and Ona’s legs start to tremble, and Alexia realizes how tight Ona gets around her cock. it’s a rush of emotion.

Alexia’s head falls to the side, and she realizes how close she is. “That’s it, cum for me, baby,” Alexia says, yearned. Her legs get heavy. She struggles to keep one open. Ona is a big mess. “so desperately for my cock, cum finally,” Alexia adds.

Ona's walls squeeze around Alexia with a

moan of her name, Ona Cum, on her cock.

Her breathing has become heavy just a little bit of life. She is so fucked, but Alexia is far from done with her.

Ona was just about to relax when Alexia takes mine and presses it over her head. Ona screams at the feeling of the cock going deep inside her "sensitive ale." Onal cries and knocks against Alexia's thigh.

Alexia doesn't stop pumping into her. Her hips get faster.

"No, take it." Alexia grunts and feels her orgasm getting closer and closer. Ona is overstimulated; her tears are shaking, and Alexia's hips are getting faster and faster.

Alexia holds Ona's legs in the air. Ona cries; only tears form at the corner of her eyes.

"Tell me who you belong to." Alexia's words become stuttery. Her eyes roll, and her

mouth is wet. "To you, Ale, go on, cum

inside me," she moans, and her hands

scratch Alexia's back.

Alexia gets weaker. Her legs get weak with

her last trust. When she comes into Ona,

she drops Ona's legs and falls on the little, now weak girl.

Ona's arms immediately close around Alex's neck to pull her close for an intimate hug. She kisses Alex's temples. Alexia's

breath is faint, as is her whole body.

“What’s going on? Are you done with me yet?” says Ona playfully.

Alexia lifts her head, and her eyes darken. “Una zorra así no se cansa de mi polla.”

Alexia says angrily before grabbing Ona’s hips and turning her onto her stomach. Her Cock hasn’t left Ona for a second. “Ask me that again after a few more orgasms, you fucking little slut.” Alexia spits and starts pumping into Ona again from behind.

Ona screams out; she wasn’t prepared for the speed Alexia puts on.

“Ale, a little slower, please.” Ona cries, but Alexia doesn’t slow down; on the contrary, she only gets faster.

"You like being such a naughty bitch; you'll

take what I give you," Alexia says with clenched teeth, her hands firmly around Ona's hips.

"Fuckfuck," Ona screams, her legs giving

way.

"You're doing so well; we'll keep going until you've learned what a brat you were once

again," croaks Alexia and gives Ona a slap on the shoulder.

Alexia gets faster. Ona can hardly think straight; her next orgasm builds up; her

belly is kind and Alexia merciless.

"Ale, you're going to make me cum fuck-

right there," Ona cried out. Alexia hits the perfect spot inside Ona.

"No apology first."

"please alexia I'm sorry it won't happen again, please." She begs, and a small smile spreads across Alexia's lips.

"I can't hold it anymore, ale, please." Ona is

a trembling mess.

"yeah baby? Do you have to cum?" Alexia asks playfully, her nails scratching over Ona's sensitive cheeks.

"Such a pretty girl, let me give you what you

need, mh?"

"Ya, please, I beg you." Ona grunts; her noises are getting smaller; it's too much.

"There is it; what a good girl cum on my cock," Alexia says she feels relaxed around her.

Ona comes over to Alexia; Alexia's thighs

are wet from Ona's juices. "Look what a pretty pussy you have. You are so fuckable, you know that," Alexia asks.

"Stop; I can't take it anymore. Too much

ale." Ona cries; she tries to move away from Alexia. “Sh, you can take another one for me, mh.”

“I swear I’ll get Shei in here.” Ona shouts angrily and overstimulated. Her fingers are sore, and her hips will probably be blue from Alexia’s hands tomorrow.

Alexia grabs Ona’s bun and pulls her head up a little. “Stop with these stupid statements; otherwise, I swear I’ll fuck you in hotel corridor, and we’ll all take turns on you; better behave yourself,” Alexia says, and then immediately drops Ona’s head on the sheets.

Alexia keeps pumping into her without a break.

"Come on, babes, I got you; you just want to fuck you dumb, mh."

Alexia's hands glided over every sensitive part of Ona's body. "So good for me."

Alexia's voice was soft, yet her thrusts were rough.

Ona's breathing is interrupted with an obscene moan as she pushes the toy into her alexia's hands. Feel Ona's flushed cheeks before she thrusts hard. Her hips move backwards before she pulls the toy out completely until only the tip is left

inside her before Alexia thrusts hard into Ona again.

"Fuck-oh god," moans Ona as Alexia starts to fuck her again at a brutal pace so that the bed starts to shake with evers trust. The back of the beds hits the wall. Ona was sure the whole house would hear it.

As Alexia thrusts her hips forward and hits places Ona didn’t even know existed, screams escape Ona as she alternately tries to bury her face in the sheets. “Stop it, I want to hear you; I want to hear you scream my name, fuck.” alexia whimpers

“Please, can i cum?” begs ona and moves her hips in a rhythm with Alexia.

“Cum for me,” she gasps as she pushes her hips further into Ona. Ona tenses up immediately. She lets go and lets orgasm come over her with a scream of Alexia’s name.

Ona twitches underneath her. After a few seconds, Alexia removes herself from Ona’s dripping cunt. With a pop, the cock pops out of her. Ona’s juices are spread on her and Alexia’s thighs. She literally drops her arse cheeks redden, and her legs struggle to hold herself up.

Alexia lets the toy fall off her before standing up and going to her suitcase again. “Turn around and lay down, baby, and open your legs wide. I want to your dripping pussy,” Alexia says with her back turned to ona.

She rummages in her suitcase and pulls out a black vibrator. Ona lies weakly on the bed, her legs wide open, her juices running out of her, her chest rises and falls only weakly, her belly is wet, and her breasts are full of hickeys. Alexia smiles at the sight of her fucked brat.

Alexia scurries over to Ona and lies down between her spread legs. She switches the vibrator on to the middle, and Ona lifts her head to meet Alexia’s eyes. “ Look at you all fucked up, mh?” She taunts and presses the vibrator against Ona’s clit, causing her to squirm. “Sh, stay calm, baby, I’ll take care of you,” Alexia says caringly and brings Ona legs back to her place.

“My little slut, my good girl,” Ona’s legs tremble. her eyes shake in the back of her head. She feels her coming closer. A guttural sound escapes her as Ona comes again.

Ona hopes Alexia will stop, but she doesn’t. “i can’t fuck” Ona sobs. Ona is mixed with pain and tears. Her legs try to close, Alexia pushes her head between them and starts to lick the juice from Ona’s thighs.

“Yes, you can,” assures Alexia, and she licks her thighs mixed with little kisses. “Come again for me, Bonita; you look so pretty.”

As if on cue, Ona’s body tenses under Alexia one last time fluid pours out of Ona as she squirts over the vibrator and Alexia’s mouth

A series of screams echo through the room. Ona’s hips jerk around wildly until Alexia sets up the vibrator and puts it aside.

“Shh, baby, you were so good. I’m so proud of you.” Alexia whispers and crawls up to Ona.

“What do we actually do here every time?” Ona asks sentimentally and lies down gently in Alexia’s arms.

“I don’t know. i don’t if i can try.” Alexia says and spreads kisses on Ona’s face. “What do you want to try Ale?” Ona asks and closes her eyes while lying tightly on Alexia’s chest.

“To love you, Alexia says nervously and quickly moves away from Ona. “I’ll get something to clean you up, then we’ll cuddle for a while, okay?” Alexia says and sits up. She makes her way to the bathroom to make a rag with warm water.

a loud knock on the door

“Stop fucking yourselves and come play Fifa, my god,” yells Jenni from the other side of the door.

Fuck

[mushroom-the-trauma]

I want to try and yup about those guys. I have so many thoughts about them, but it is all over the place so idk how much coherent it will be. Should I explain each design separately and then compare them or just go with a flow?

A lot of yupping and more doodles under the cut

Well, they have strange relationships as both gods of war and I tried to put some personality in their designs besides just mixing their sacred animals. Which is owl and snake for Athena and dog, snake and vulture for Ares. So, they share the title, the tail and wings(they are like a war angels lol).

Athena has a lot of forms of her stuff, like her hand armor turns into a shield, and her spear can transform into a different weaving tools, and she like a goddess of crafts and smart war(so tricks) would make other stuff to transform or just find other use for them. But Ares is straightforward and simple guy so he does not like all those transformations and tricks. His axe can turn into a shield, but he almost never uses it because he despises it and because he is god of courage and no coward to hide behind the shield. He can take a blow. He uses it in emergency to protect those he cares about more like.

Ares also has more human like face while Athena is full on owl. It kinda shows how Ares is more grounded and more close to the people, while Athena is always somewhere high untouched and doesn't understand humans and is kinda unreachable for every one. Not like the others.

Ares is also has a lot of scars and is much more rugged. His cloak and wings are tourn to shreds, while Athena is all perfect and put together. It once again shows different how Ares is grounded and Athena is walking higher above the others because she is genius and the favorite. It also shows how Ares have lost before and learned to lose while Thena have yet have to fall, but now she thinks she is untouchable and can think her way out of everything. For this reason she also wears her helmet up all the time, except the battle, because she thinks she doesn't need a protection and prefers wider vision over useless safety. But Ares wears his helmet all of the time, because he knows he is not the all powerful and all knowing, and for intimidation. I also like to think he has a bit of a complex about his face scares, and how easily he shows his emotions so he is trying to hide it(but he is no coward no).

I already touched it a few times, but even so they love each other as siblings they have a huge problem (mainly Ares) because of Athena being favorite and being seen as superior and better at everything to him. Yes, he is simple and straightforward but he is not stupid. He is just looks dumb compared to genius Athena. But he is also much closer to humans and understands them and emotions better. He knows how to use it to make them fight , to build courage and determination. Yes he is not always wins, but he knows how to lose and sometimes it is as important. He is passionate and he loves his sister, but he is bitter about her being always praised by everyone while he gets scorned for every misfortune and misdoings, or for showing his emotions.

And I maybe made Athena a bit antagonist, but it was unintentional. It is not like she realizes that, she is really bad with emotions and doesn't understand them. She doesn't care about praise and can't see why would it be a problem. She loves her little brother (yes it is my hc), but doesn't know how to show affection or why is he so irritated and mad with her. She assumed it just what they are doing, fighting and bickering, because it is what Ares likes right?

I can't remember anything else right know, I may return and add some more lately. But yeah, wanted to explain their designs but ended up just spilling angst lore

@thereareotherwaysofpersuasion I know you saw pictures, but as a person behind my motivation what are you thought on this duo?

@please-be-nice-im-sensitive @please-be-nice-im-sensitive-2 what do you think?

[megashadowdragon]

Katline Fujimaru(Mistress K) child of Fujimaru Ritsuka and Carmilla

www . reddit . com/r/grandorder/comments/14q3pit/katline_fujimarumistress_k_child_of_fujimaru/

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Ritsuka: I'm a little sad that we didn't have a boy, not that I don't love our little Katline, but now I won't be able to use my name I had for our Damphyr kid.

Carmilla: knowing you, it's probably for our child's betterment that I named her. You probably would've gathered inspiration from those comics you keep in your room. Like...Morbious

Ritsuka: No, that's for my prospective nephew if My sister and Vampire Vlad have a kid. I would've named our son blade.

Carmilla: like I said, it's for the best that I named her.

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User avatar level 2 GreenKing5498 OP · 9 hr. ago Funny thing your right she did named her

User avatar level 1 GreenKing5498 OP · 9 hr. ago Age:15 Personally: she’s was a cowardly nerd until her heart was ignited by her first heist (granted it ended with the quartz bank on fire and only one quartz for Father’s Day) now she has a much more snarky and bubbly personality only to people that she trusts as mistress K she sounds like she’s having way to much fun in her escapades

Bio:Carmilla has almost been around as much as Gorgon but had little feelings for her master until he kept feeding her his blood and saved her from a violent attack from Jack the Ripper. After that she always invited Fujimaru to drink some tea and talk.after the defeat of Goetia (which she had a part in). After that long battle she invited Gorgon for a meeting to start a family together with the man they love. Carmilla and Gorgon agreed to share Fujimaru after a long and loud chat after Gorgon realized that Carmilla is a month pregnant already.

After She named the daughter child Katline after her daughter Katalin bathory back when she was Elisabeth bathory. Katlines whole childhood life she’s lived a cowardly nerd life and always stands behind her older sister and parents. until one day her mother had a clever idea to bring her to a daughter during a heist. Carmilla brought her daughter to a bank for her thirteenth birthday for her first QP. That night she wondered what her birthday present was gonna be. After a long long heist that felt like hours Katline got a single QP out of the dozens she accidentally dropped. The thrill of the event awakened something inside her: a desire to do better than before.

After that she trained extensively with assassins learning acting, techniques, lock picking and even learned about the weakness of human anatomy. Although it sounds unnecessary she has no powers other than her ability to get energy back from drinking blood(even then she personally doesn’t like to do that) and her presence concealment that she adopted from her mother.

Now she dawns the intensity “mistress K” the phantom thief in training she modeled high school outfit after her other mother Elizabeth (she loved her never give up attitude) and has extreme amounts of KJ energy (thanks to Suzuka) and makes quips and makes fun of her opponents like “ wow where did you get your workouts in the donut store” or “hey little penguin aren’t you far from home Antarctica is that way”

Very few people know about mistress K’s real identity; only her father, mother, Holmes, Moriarty, da vinchi, most of the assassins In Chaldea and her older sister Sthenah know. People think it’s Elizabeth Bathory because they had similar outfits leading to her being hunted a lot. This also leads to her clashing with her heroic little sister Hydra Fujimaru but she plays along with the villain role because of how fun it is.

Other stuff: she has helper dogs Copper and Cooper two cocker spaniels, very loyal dogs what watch her back

She’s has contact lenses that hide her face, can’t be a phantom thief if everyone can see your face

She has a crush on Mash she used to blush uncontrollably before her training, thankfully mash never noticed

She’s a huge datamon the card game fan, she has won five tournaments in a row despite having a niche swarm build and her ace commander Carmillmon the vampire bat queen that give tiny trait characters 2/2 counters and the ability to drain all none undead creatures by 2/2

[libidomechanica]

Soul, heart, and in Julias sight

A ballad sequence

               1

Of evening-star, alike, and then     to be so contempt. And took an airy range, and stronger     still, not by common eyes!

               2

She dried up and snare your own sweet till you what, I     sit and serene, but for Refuge, and dame and then winds at last, by hap, through the sky: sae     warming, sae charms: one pierce high-fronted honest speech. To-morrow’s Seed-field, ere That come there,     a garden rails, and up I felt their silver hooks. My commitments when I do call my     hot body … carry me to stand on,

he shall never pass into a shade. You break from     my breast houseless: ay, it mustn’t be said? Frozen in the trumpets—Lycius liv’d to taste     a drop of many carrets fine, And lullaby thy peculiar mouth my head and wreaths.     In her silver’d o’er the winters bale: yet soone was sparkling bright: garland wealth will leave     you tend? Or laid great, that, from the ground.

               3

And then two plantain, met from me.     The water straight to tunes of glitterand golden hair? To     him be given to my

desire? Yellowing died; and     now, like one twain, by praising him home; but tis doubtful tale     from the marching: yes, in

spirals, and showed up I started—     the soul out to that good night. Rocking off you. To mask, tho’     jokin’ ye be, for no

apparent reason, shame, and far,     thrilled the French hood and bade betwixt two marbles ever be     back ever. From the early

world, to fancy i have deemed     nothing moan from Lycius liv’d to have that had rather in     the stars began to whirr

and clear. It is a strange, although     I have never noticed you and come, for the last when you     look in it. Edges them

round every spot wherefore I     eager face a-washin; but Willie had, I wadna gie     a button for a treat.

               4

A shower, and sweet love’s elysium.     The Tyrant goes to mizzle, hye we homeward fair,     good-morrow to each. The

scrip, with sounds arous’d me, and spongy     sod with Cary Grant as my chest, or as their brain,     arriving how bright eye shining

all the track, like stone. The young     Endymion, how great renown among six boys, head under     an arch of the tale had

touch, as pale as they sang, or in     the broad should our breathing a flower; like morning, the inner     door, and then, to the

cloud thou break, to let occasion     die, whilst they stept into his brackish waues be meynt.—An Oread     as I guess, at my

true love round every wind that I     have never been tortured like a charm. Now she is given:     grew more luxuriant

still the tree-stems, marbled plains who     thus with angling reeds, and found a Hoard of Gold! I caught the     bed, and pendant pearl round

us when the horn of all suffering     human thoughts more praise to bring, nowe with fantastic leaping,     the crowd of workmen

and earth doth see. The hounds they still     on me, in the faces of time all chaff of custom then     two plantain, met from heat

did I leave to set in thee, dearest     of all the ocean, they are rich prove thee, than in my     bosom: thou art, keep with

the thought doth wake, that purple and     destroyed by subtle, so thin a breathed for it no form     delivers to the piercing

levin, that heals the wakened     flies were full of pestilent light: and if thou would bear you     can’t compete. For me. A

bower and leaves when lo! Down starch     halls alone could do was left he held aloft, whose kind eyes,—     the very colours tourne.

               5

By my strangle with pleasant scene     is growth. This mantled medowes mourne, there’s not a jot     own’d they talk, and so rare.

               6

For dead she is walking a strawe.     Had we but worth and spreading in the west, a land of shepherds     enterprise within

thine! Turning pure and unencumber’d     best may do the stationmaster feareth but in this     way! Day you want it because

I rub my eyes can looke to     these were not a man was asked to mar the deadly white. Lo,     this flowe in her shouther;

sic a wife as Willie’s wife put     on, to do her husband has a lump upon her face but     left comes quiet breathing,

waning, willing its worthiness     of her husband’s rites in, ere twere gone home to ye, my lad.     Then the blood warm when winds

shook; or, it may breed my fame, it     is to bring this wrong, and hate; and wonder more cleared against     fear our please. Then loue is

singing brightly have imagined     for it so hard I’ve the coming Soldiery, suddenly,     with her to sing as of

old Triton’s horn: mothers of the     dew and freckled Chloe, who was combing hand, the lovers,     children resist it so.

               7

Approving his imprison’d pride.     Of all the water Nymphs, that thro’ the laws ourselves a cooling     covert make ’gainst the zodiac-lion cast, there’s     ne’er trouble young mind from

a Corner of their deep desire     shall run like rain, clinging Thee report of my Julia?     Her dressing-room, fill’d with all its mystery. Know, when     Juliana came, with a

shriek like a bird. Deepening cleare, there     him hideth and said, I wish I knew. A Palace was betray’d     it was the ring. Word to say, whoe’er them all by name. And     travell’d opposite. The day

appear’d, and, in huge vessels, wine     come from falling to telephone the Cuppe, and for the Sufí;     a Road whose absence is it, that be sin which now then     to call their light in pomp

receiver? A melancholy.     For ’twas love; what pleasing fuell of such a pernicious time     thou would come instead of grateful Evening I could tell; my     passion and—much taller—

tree of common eyes! Drum, the other     way to walk with bloom, why man has such soothing else by     arms will strayne. Or to ask thee well. And frantic gape of love     at lengthen from enclouded

tombs; old ditties sigh above     was fain to find whelps at the time, and shooting with once disdayne.     Soft went the shrine he heap’d, to hold world were all to spend,     for often a man’s own

hand did me Court of Blisse, the fresh     frown, or clench’d it quite: but too short was told; and as early     pull him and here your favoured youth: yea, every wind that     I could it be but under

a cover. Thou medlest more     I rais’d my Hand, and lives? But whether took than got a fall;     the while the woodland altar. That though now ’tis the flattering     stars. The roof doth her

and truth in its sky, which served virgin     blooms: and such as closed. While yet a boy I sought follow’d     it as gently glad to see, I need not prove their stalks set     like vestal primrose too,

good-morrow their father an’ a’     should meet the shepheards befel? I’ll love you I could scan a     lurking trouble young Mercury, by stealth, had dipt his rosy     deed, and sink thus low!

A love thee by the intolerant     bright eyes this the go- cart. Into a river, wood, alder     chips, with me. The tender tone came out of her sacred     ditamy, and so none

shade, on her silver planet’s curving     sweets, enkindling sacred glove, and the dew. As in a     field where you full of matter, lost for to endeavor, to     see her hovering ore: ’twas

even as the winds which the     congregated world we are’ who might seek that air that Chance has     floated into it myself from myself able to the     dumb on high to sing and

steppes … I would weep to have that is     Algrins ill, to loue the lacquer of huge melons and stab,     a kingdom of their hollows lightly dipt, and fold of younger     heart to that good night.

Now we are here on the old Ways,     that is call’d on poisonous names of Demon, Ghost, and dewy     buds, and dost advance as high as heart. But while thy mind;     and, every sport of her.

[cosmicdraghon]

Modern Rangi 💀

[ilivemydreamsthere]

Be mime good girl

This is second part where reader is Profesor on school of good and have real big thing for Dean of school of evil.

Warning: smut , praises ...

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It had been nearly a week from your last meeting with Lady Lesso. You had been feeling very low. Mostly cause you felt like all of it was just your fantasy and she didn't wanted you. You weren't even dean just teacher. Teacher most of your colleagues didn't respect cause you wanted to teach heroes more then look good. Heroes should have kindness, companion, empathy ,love and be brave not just look good like sick dolls. Your class had been mostly out on air. Like one who was just now getting go it's end. 

"How this will help us to fight the evil ?" One of students speak up and you smiled. 

"Rather tell me would good exist without evil and would evil exist without good?"  Your students seems to be shocked but when you hear clapping and noticed who is leaning about nearby tree your eyes widen. Lady Lesso!

"I wouldn't not tell it better. Cause true be told we need each other," She said to your class but her eyes was pointing right at you. 

"Class dismissed!" You spoke up and wait till everyone leave and then you finally looked at her. You slowly come closer. She took your hands slowly in hers and you looked up to her eyes.  

"I love your eyes " You spoke more likely let it slip and she chuckled.  

"Oh yes?and what else ?"  You wanted to ask what happened to poor boy who interrupted you week back but when she spoke like this you shivered slightly but get on your tiptoes and whisper against her neck and ear. 

"All of you and I want it. I want you " Your own voice sounds breathless but you said it. She slowly looked at you. Your eyes meet hers and you could see something shifted in her and she did tourn you against the tree and kiss you hard on your lips and her hands cupped your face and moved to press closer you. You let out shaky moan but it get lost in kiss you shared. You did put your arms around her neck and you feel so happy that the tree is behind you and she press you to it. Cause your knees went weak from the kiss. 

You could feel the touch of her hands moving slowly down on your shoulders and arms to remind for moment on your hips and one of her hands touch your leg and you slowly put it around her waist and she seems to be getting even more excited as you. Your a bit shaky hands touch opening of her shirt.  Then your eyes meet again. 

"You are so hot " she whispered and you giggled little but then you moaned when you felt her kisses on your neck and her hand on your inner thing.

"I am not kidding " she spoke to your neck "hot heroe and just mine …." She spoke quietly and when you wanted to answer she just fight right place to rub gently and you moaned softly. For once you had been so happy that you chose a dress and not trousers like usual.  

"Your ?" 

"Hmm mine good girl " you blushed but kisses her with passion these little words flamed in you.  She smiled against your lips understanding you love these praise. You could feel her fingers moving up your inner thing and your eyes widen cause she pulled your soaked underwear aside and touched you. Real you with moan on her lips. 

"All ready for me " her voice make you shivered. Her fingers slowly circled your clit and you know this won't take so long. Not when you could say how wet you really are. 

"I …" you wanted to tell more but her skilled fingers make you close your eyes and moan for her. 

"Please "  You spoke up softly.  

"More?" You open your eyes meeting hers and nodded licking your lips and pull her for another passionate kiss and you could just gasp cause she slowly used her skilled fingers to penetrate you. Your head bumped over the tree. "Oh my goodness ' you whisper when she moved her fingers and kisses you with passion. It didn't take time to make you come like this. With her body pressing in you and her fingers deep inside you. 

You moaned and bite your lips hard to not be so aloud. She slowly picked up the moves and moved harder against yourself. You could feel being close.

"Be mine good girl and come for me ' it was all you needed.

"Next time I will make you scream " The promise stayed in the air and you shivered your body still all hot from orgasm which just approached you so easily. 

"Till next time ' she whispered kissing your neck and leave mark in there. "Be mine good girl "  

You were shivering when she make step back and your mind crosses crazy idea you took hand and fingers which was moment back deep inside you find way in your fingers and you could see how her eyes widen. 

"Bed after your last class yes?"

"Yes " you spoke up and before you could say more she just leave as she appeared. Quickly. You were sure your entire thoughts will be just about her entire class. 

[shadowcrowsworld]

Disappering (4)

Azriel x reader

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Summary: will they find the truth

!English isn't my first language!

Velaris

Freya and Nesta found their sister in her little garden planting a new flower. With the sound her sisters made Elain lifted her head and smiled in the direction of them. "Hello you two" Elain cleaned her hands on her dress and walked out of the colorful flowers. The other sisters looked at each other when they smelled it.

Nesta brushed against Feyres mentalshield and was let in. "Why does she smell like Azriel?" "I don't know but I don't like it. Y/N's is gone since this morning and he spends time with Elain." "That is one part the other is that they didn't say goodbye to each other. Azriel doesn't know where Y/N is. Cassian would tourn the whole Court around when I was just gone in the morning without a word to find me." "Rhys as well. When we wouldn't have this situation know and you would have asked me two weeks ago I would have said Azriel would have done the same, when not being even worst."

"I think we need to talk about something" Nesta started the conversation, without anypart of friendliness. "Did something happen? Is everyone alright." Feyre could see the concern in her sisters face but she had the feeling that there was more beneath it. "Everyone is okay, nobody is hurt." at least not physical, but let see how the talk between the boys turn out Nesta thought. "Did you see Az this moring?" Feyre asked.

"Yes we had breakfast together before he is gone to traing." At least she was honest Nesta thought "Don't you think it is a little weird meating with a happily mated male in the morning after the day of his anniversary." Nesta was like always, strait to the point. Both could see a change in the body language of their sister.

"I think it is his decision. When he likes to spend time with me I will not do something against it." There wasn't even a small hint of remorse. The sisters keept on with their conversation but the only answer Feyre and Nesta got was that Elain was acting strange.

There must has happend something because it seems like Azriel and Elain spend more time with each other as before Azriel and Y/N even met. And with the mating bond clicking for the shadowsinger then everyone could see how much he adored and loved her. That couldn't chace over night.

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Cas and Rhys found theire brother already traing with a sword. Cas was angry "Don't you think your missing something?" "What should I mis?" Cas grapped after a sword and let it colide with Azriels

"I don't know let me think about it maybe your mate?." Cas let out between clenched teeth. "She is at work. Go to Madja if you want something of her. Or do you need me as a delivery boy?" Rhys grapped a sword as well and swung it in the derection of Azriel. "We need you to get your brain back into your illyrian head."

The boys were dancing around each other and the swords of Cas and Rhys always colliding with the one of Azriel "Sorry to disappoint you but I have no clue what you are talking about." Azriel answered"Your mate stod infront of my door this morning." Azriel rased his eyebrows "So what? Let her be I don't need my mate attached to my hip." Azriel the one out of the three who always cared about where his mate is even letting his shadows with her didn't care about it. That must be some kind of a stupid joke. Cassian thought.

"Feyre brought her to the Summer Court." Both of them saw something flickered behind there brothers eyes and his shadows started swirl around nervously, like there where trying to escape the strong hold of the shadowsinger to get his mate. At least they are showing emotions towards Y/N, Rhysand thought "Why is she in the summer." He asked like he didn't really care about his mate being so far away from him. "Learning and teaching Tarquins healer." "So let her be she is doing her job."

The general and the high lord tried hart to get behind theire brother thought but it was like talking to a wall there was not even a hint of the Azriel they knew when it came to Y/N it was like he never existed. The topic with Elain was even harder he didn't even saw something wrong in his behaviour. When they were done with training the two just hoped that the sisters had a better conversation.

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The Summer Court was different to what you were used to. It was warm all the time it was warm even when the clouds let out some drops of rain it was still warm. The work with the healer of the Summer Court was was different as working with Madja but not in a bad way. Felon was talking so much you sometimes didn't even know if he was breathing.

But he was a help for you, he distracted you from your thought that were butting you down. So the night was your problem after the second night you talked with Varain. You knew him trough Amren and talked to him before. You asked him if there was a possibility to train and just tired your body down so you fall into your bed. It didn't need an hour after he was back with you. He made a little plan with Tarquin and you were sure he organised it so fast because he had contact to Velaris. The plan was you were working with Felon till lunch and then you train with with Varian.

The next day Varian picked you up and brought you to a traing space. "So something special or do you just want to knock of your thought." He asked carefully. "I don't know some endurance training with a little bit of fighting." "Alright nether Cas or some of the girls trained you so let's see where are you standing and we see where it goes from there." You nodded, "what is more your thing swimming or running." "Swimming definitely. I hate running." He smiled. "Alright then let's get started."

He let me swim for an hour, the it goes on with some stretching, and then he started my first defending lessons. When your first training session was done you tried get even some air. It was like your body wanted to swim away in your sweat. You were just lining on the traing mat and Varian was standing over you with a smile on his face. "That was better than I acspectet of you. But I think should bring you to your bed now and we keep on training tomorrow." He pulled you up from the ground and onto your feed.

We were standing in front of my room that Tarquin gave me for my time in the Summer Court before I turned around to him. "You can tell them that I am doing fine everything else would be a lie but let the training part out or Cas will get jealous." "I don't know what you mean with that Y/N." "You know what I mean. Don't act dum Varain I know my family good enough for being sure that you are playing my minder." "I pleaded innocent." "It is alright at least they care. Goodnight Varian." You've got in the room and only undressed yourself before you fell into your bed.

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You have staied now nearly a month in the Summer Court and you were missing your home, you were missing you mate. Even when he has sown you nearly no attention before you left he was still there.

Felon and Varian have done anything they could du distract you and mother were you proud when you disarmed Varian for the first time but immediately your smile had fallen. You wanted to tell it Azriel and the rest of your family hearing a comment of Cassian about Varians fighting skills. To get disarmed by you the little monkey.

Today you had a day of you've asked Tarqiun if you could get this day it was full moon and you family had made the traditio to meet at the night of the full moon for a family dinner and spend some quality time with each other. Everything that was attached to Court duties and Problems was banned from the evening so everyone could just relax.

You looked yourself in Tarquins library and were scrolling trought a book with flowers and there healing and poisoned abilities as well as special powers. You didn't were paying much attention to the book until you saw a flower that locked quiet familiar.

First you couldn't make out where you saw that before until remembered. You saw it in Elains garden and not even one there was nearly a field of them.

As fast as possible you read the chapter. At the end you rushed out of the library and were hoping that Falon was still in his personal office.

You didn't knock at his door and just run into his space. He was sorting some ingredients and nearly let some of them fall to the ground with your entry. He carefully put them on the table before he turned to you. "Y/N you can't do that to me." "Sorry but I need your help."

"What is it that I nearly had a heart attack." You flunged the book onto the table and opend the correct chapter and turned the book around so he could read it.

"Y/N I don't want to but you down but do you have a clue about how rare this flower is?" "Yes I know I have read the chapter as well but our lovely Elain has a whole field of it." Your hands ruffeld trought your hair and you where walking from one side of the room to the other.

This speculation wad your only hope that there was change to get your mate back. Falon stopped you from walking and took your hands out of your hair. "I will help you to make the antidote but you will need more then just the antidote." "I know I already have a plan for the rest but the antidote will be the main thing I will need." "Okay than let's get started."

You nearly needed an hour to get ready and every single second felt like a eternity. With the antidote and one last hug with Felon you searched for Varian. You hoped that he wasn't part of your family dinners today. It would be much easier to walk with Varian into the house of winds as with the high lord of the summer Court.

You found him and Tarqiun in the dinning room. "Hello can we help you" Tarquin has been sure he wouldn't see you anymore on this day. "I am sorry to disturb you but I need Varian to bring me to the night Court." Both man frown. "Is everything alright Y/N?" Varian asked carefully. "Yes and no I may or may not have found the reason for Azriels behaviour." "Are you sure Y/N?" Tarquin asked and you nodded. "Than I will not stand in your way."

He nodded to his cousin who walked over to you "Do you want strait to the house of winds or are stepping by somewhere else before?" He asked outside of the dinning room. "First we need to go to Elains House" without asking why he took your hand and in the next second you where back in the night Court. The cold air hit your skin but you just ignored it you didn't have the patience now.

"Why are we here?" "Because of the stupid flowers in Elains garden." You mentioned in the direction of the flower field on your left. Elain has many flowers what is knew about it?"

"Do you see the wonderful pinkish ones with the grey center?" He nodded as he saw them. "They are extremely rare and with the right treatment they can be a wonderful love potion. That will make the person who stands under it fell in love with the producer and is so strong that it can even manipulat matet persons."

You could see how he connected the new Informations. "Y/N do you know what that means when you are correct?" "Surley what do you think we are doing her? Felon and me have already made the antidote so I just need to find some material in this house and I have everything I need."

"And how do you think we will get into the house without knocking down the door?" A small smile creeped onto your face. You knew the front door was to strong for even Cassian to knock it down but the balcony door looked like you could open it.

Without a explanation you climbed up onto the balcony and pulled out of your trousers a small filament and the dagger Varian had given to you. "Y/N do I wanna know why you know how to crack up a door?" He stood behind you and looked over your shoulder. "Let's just say one or the other task in truth or dare helped to gain this ability. And with that being said the door gave swung open.

"What am I looking for." Asked Varian after he followed you into the house that smelled like a flower garden it self. When you were right there was no wonder that not even your mate discovered the poition. "When you find vials with a pinkish serum would it be fantastic." He nodded. You separated and walked trought the whole house. You were already searching for so long that you were just one step away from giving up. "I have them, they are on the attic."

You climbed onto the attic and found Varian leaning over a big chest. There they where that must nearly be twenty or even more. And it didn't even need a lot of that liquid to manipulate someone for one week. The anger built up in you and your blood started to boil. You hand clenched harder around the dagger.

"Bring me into the house of winds. Now." You said trying not to let your anger out on him. Wisley he just grabbed you arm and you were falling down onto the training space on the roof.

You didn't look behind you if Varian was following you. You could make out theire voices behind the door to the dining room. You burst trought the door and everyone's eyes shoot in your direction. But your whole concentration was lining on the female next to you mate. "Hello little monkey." You hear Cas voice but keept ignoring it.

"Elain I give you one second to step as far away from MY mate or I will need to hurt you." You said with a very sweet voice. Elain didn't move and your mate stood up and covered her with his body. Don't take it personal Y/N he can't do anything about it. "Y/N what happend?" Feyre asked not sure if she should protect her sister or just let it go and see where it goes.

"Oh there is a wonderful explanation the so sweet Elain had bred a flower that has the ability to manipulate even mates to fall in love with the brewer." Never letting Elain out of your eyes.

"Is that true Elain?" Rhys asked but Elain shocked her head. "No why would I do that we love each other. Y/N is just jealous and can't deal with the fact that he choosed me and not her." "Elain stop lying we where in your house I saw the poitions as well." Varain said who has gone to Amren and stood behind her chair. "Nesta you must belive me." She tried to find help in her sister but Nesta just looked into your face.

She could see the hurt the damage you have gone through over the last weeks. Elain saw that Nesta wouldn't stand on her side and laid a hand on the shoulder of your mate. "GET YOUR HANDS OF HIM" you walked into their direction and Azriel stept infront of you. Mor, Cas and Rhys were all ready to step between you and the shadowsinger to protect you.

You could feel his breathing on your skin he was ready to fight you could see it in his eyes but hos shadows calmed you much to his indignation. They were brushing gently over your skin like they were checking you on any harm and welcoming you back. "Get out of my way please Azriel." you plead you didn't want to hurt him you saw something in his eyes but the moment was gone really fast and he looked at you again like you were his enemy. "No I think you need to leave no one wants you here." "Azriel!" You could her the voices of your family.

"I am sorry." As fast as you could you go down under his arm and kicked his legs away from under his body. You pushed your knee on his sternum and pinned him like that on the ground. In one hand you held your dagger against his throat and in the other was the antidote and brought him to drink it.

When the glass in your hand was empty you stood up from his body. He was knocked out, you knew that this would happen so you just stood up. "Can someone tell if I am dreaming or did the little monkey just said ur shadowsinger on his ass?" "I did and when you don't shut up you will be the next one but first Elain." You looked to her she was now completely with in her face.

"Tell the truth and step out of my sight or I will forget myself." "I... I..." "You what Elain why do you had the need to stell my mate?" The fear in her face switched to anger. "Because he I mine I was her before you. He was so close to love me and then you came around and stole him from me. You dumm whore. He is mine." Before your anger could get the best of you the shadows around you were getting more and you felt something what you haven't felt for weeks.

Azriel he tucked and bond and you opend up. You turned around and saw him he was conscious again and held up by his brothers you saw the guilt in his eyes. I don't deserve you. You could feel the guilt the self hate how he was butting him self down and the love. The endless love.

You broke down ro the floor sobbing. He was back you had your Azriel back your mate. He crawled to you and pulled you into his chest. Like his life was depending on it. His shadows and wings capturing you in a cocoon. He saying charming and calming words one after the other but his presences the bond and just his body was al you needed. It was like coming home after years. Because he was your home. Your emotions get the best of you and you dosed of into the blackness.

One week later you were in ur bad prest against Azriels body with a blanket over you two. One wing trapped over you aswell as his shadows. Since the day you have stormed into the family dinner he didn't leave your side and apologised so many times. But it wasn't his fault you knew that.

"I love you Y/N I will never leave your side again." "I love you too." You clinched more on him and buried you nose in his chest. "But I need to go to the Summer Court for a week." "Oh no you will stay here or I will come with you. I don't care what Tarquin says. You will never leave into another court without me again." "I think I can talk to Tarquin so that you can come with me but now I just want to lay in your arms."

"Oh that will be no problem nobody will ever separate me from you ever again" He gave me a quick kiss on the lips before we keept on cuddling. With Elain wonderfully faraway in the Spring Court.

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[theproblemsofdonhi]

The HIghway through 2020

(A review of everything I

Read/watch/play in 2020)

Beaststars

Ah yes, the hurny furry anime. This one was a weird one cus I didn’t know what I was getting into when I started this show. I knew about a big wolf man and a small rabbit lady, and that was it. So, you can understand my surprise when the “almost blowjob” scene happened. I was shocked? Yes. Did I stopped watching just like I have done with so many animes less explicit than this one? No. Cus this one took the effort to MAKE CHARACTER before going horny, so I wanted to keep going FOR the character and their stories, not cus sexy furry. That was just a plus to the rest of it.

JoJolion

I’ll say nothing other than, this is it. It is my favorite JOJO part.

But we are more than 100 chapters in and still no JoJo-lion so 0/10 fucking masterpiece.

She-ra

I don’t know what to say about this one really.

I mean, it’s good. This is a good show, and also has the medal of being the only DreamWorks 2D-show to not crash and burn cus of DreamWorks.

Go watch, it’s really gay or whatever.  

Resident evil 4

It's amazing that I have being in the world of videogames for more than 10 year now and I’ve never touch RE4, in fact the only RE game that I ever own was RE6... you know... the bad one. So, it’s even more impressive that this old ass game still holds up in 2020, and the only bad thing that it has, is that I didn’t play it sooner. What a good fucking game.

BNA

So, I don’t know if you know but, there is going to be a cyberpunk anime on Netflix in like 2022 made by studio trigger. So, wanting to see what the team was capable of, I checked their last work, BNA.

Aaaand it’s bad. To the point that if you take out the good animation, there is nothing to this anime. It has an interesting premise but, it does the minimum with it. To the point that when I got to the middle of it, the animal stuff wasn’t interesting anymore.

Also, the finale is terrible but I’m not going to talk about it, I’ll just say that my sister got so mad cus this show was treating her as she was stupid.

Mulan (2020)

This bad

People who were part of this bad

Disney fucking bad (and yes, I’m being totally unreasonable here cus I don’t like Disney as a company).

Also Go see jay’s video on Mulan (HERE). It's my favorite of all the reviews out there. Thats my recommendation of the day.

Kipo

this:

Amphibia

Season two it’s overall worst that season one. It's not BAD in any way but, I didn’t like it as much.

The Halloween special it’s top tier though.  

The last of us part 2

I didn’t play it. I watch it all. It's trash

Yakuza like a dragon

I didn’t play it. I watch it all. 10/10 game of the year.

Warframe

I played this thing for 300 hours. That's a good game. It never excited me ones.

Halo the master chief collection

Being able to play these games of my childhood, all together in one place really help me this year.

Black mesa

The fact that this exists, that the owner of the IP let them do it, and the team who made it can profit from it, it’s insane to me. Things like this just don’t happen. They are not supposed to exist, yet here we are.

Steven universe future

If you have followed me for some time, you may have noticed that around the airing of SUF was when I started to draw more about other shows and less steven universe content.

This was cus the end to the story that made me to the person I am today, wasn’t exactly of my liking. To put it simple... I didn’t think it was interesting and by the end I just wanted to be done already.

After that, I just stop thinking about SU for some time. Yes, there was some drawing here and there, but the passion I had before was gone.

That was until, i live it by myself. Without telling details, let's just say that I now have experience with the themes of steven universe future, so I decide to try it again.

And let me tell you...

I have never felt like a story was laughing at me, as this show did. By the end I felt sick to how childish mental illness could be portrayed.

I get what they were going for but men, they did one terrible job.

Before I have my problems with the plot and character, but this, this attacks me.

And I hated it.

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Wow, after that I guess I need to end this on a more positive note, cus I also needed something more positive this year. 

And I got it.

From the most unusual of places, I watch a show with everything I love and more, in storytelling.

Without knowing, I started a six months adventure that took me from the simpler and fun of situations, to some of the saddest moments I have ever read. I experience friendship, brotherhood... I felt pain, lost. I did feel bad, but no matter what, at the tourn of those downer moments, there would a page of hope and happiness. There would be good food, stories to tell, song to sing, wisdom to pass down, and most important, a crew that were more than family.

And that's why after 6 months, I’m here, on the shores of Wano, alongside the pirates that waited for me.

So I thank you. For being there for me this year.

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Thank you, One Piece.

[loplih]

🍓✨ Some Ichihime Headcanons that I wrote some time ago, but never got the courage to publish 🍓✨

(Chronologically)

After Ichigo asked Orihime to make some time for him, she only could think about him. Orihime couldn't wait to hear what he wanted to say to her.

Ichigo took 2 weeks thinking about how he would confess.

During that time his family notice it was something going on. He seemed out of this world, looking tense and nervous.

Finally he made the decision and went after her. Surprisingly, when he opens the door Orihime was outside with some bread to give.

Orihime thought "since he has not said anything after that day, I'm going there by myself bringing some bread to see if he says something".

For both surprises they saw each other at the same time and it was awkward. Ichigo almost fainted. But made a appointment with her, next day.

The confession was late in the afternoon by the river.

The sky was the exact same pantone color as Ichigo’s hair that day. Orihime noticed that and she will never forget. It almost looked like a piece of art: Them & the sky.

They were both surprised that they were in love with each other. It was hard to believe.

Secretly he loves when Orihime blushes. She was blushing during the (confession) date day. He thinks this shows how pure and beautiful she is.

In the beginning they didn't tell about their relationship to anyone, they wanted to take it slowly. But it didn't last that long when people started to notice they had something more.

Keigo got upset with Ichigo because he was the first one to have a girlfriend.

Tatsuki just shouted a big loud ‘’FINALLY THAT BASTARD…!’’ when Orihime told her they where dating.

Ichigo’s sisters sees Orihime as a bigger sister. They want their brother to marry Orihime because they believe they will be again a happy family (like old times) since she reminds Masaki.

But Ichigo just gets nervous and super red about it when his sisters says that. But secretly he already dreams about marrying Orihime.

Prety much everyone in soul society didn't get surprised by their relationship, since they were kinda obvious during the war.

The first date was romantic. They had dinner together at a local restaurant and in the end they stayed outside at Orihime’s apartment watching the stars in the sky. In the beginning they were both shy and nervous, but they quickly forgot about that.

After the first date Ichigo started saving money to by her a ring. Just in case.

The last dates they had before marriage, weren't that "romantic". They usually stayed at Ichigo’s house reading and commenting manga together, watching movies or just laid down on his bedroom talking.

They always forget about time when they are together. And time runs fast when they are having fun.

They started spending summer together like full time. Ichigo having driver license made things easier. They usually do family and friend trips.

But as normal, they always like to be alone sometimes. When they go out alone by car, the Kurosaki’s loves to make speculations. Ichigo gets super annoyed, ‘’as if something more than a little trip is going to happen’’.

They had problems conciling time for being together. But they always got to see each other when they had some time free.

Sometimes at night, on those impossible weeks, just to see each other for a minute, Ichigo goes to her apartment as a shinigami because it's more faster.

One time Ichigo said without noticing " but when we get married we will definitly have more time to be together..." Orihime didn’t know Ichigo wanted to marry her. She cried a little.

Ichigo waited to end university to marry Orihime. That was his plan.

If you think Orihime is a cry baby, imagine how her face whent when Ichigo oficial asked her to marry him.

They wanted a simple wedding, but everyone decided to help and it tourned out much beautiful that they were expecting.

Ichigo changed his haircut days before the wedding. ''oh m-my...! You look so good!'' ''Really??'' ''Yeah, you look more mature, I like it... kinda shock because I thought my future husband couldn't even be more handsome then before...and the better part is that now I can see that scowling face even better...'' ‘’ uh-huh I already knew you'd say that!‘’ ‘’that scowling face that I love! Come on!’’  Orihime said with her hands on the back of his neck, hugging him.

She thought the possibility of seeing a emotional Ichigo was low...But he tried so hard not to cry when he saw orihime in her wedding dress. His face reaction was the cuttest.

Their kiss at the cerimony was one of the few times they were kissing. They were always too shy about it, and respected mostly each other to do it in the right time.

After honeymoon their number of kisses were uncountable.

Their honeymoon was on a paradisic place.

They went to the beach a lot and they got sun burn. Ichigo tourned out looking like a lobster. "WHATS NEW? IM ALL ORANGE NOW, GOD DAM IT".

Ichigo is still the one who takes pictures. He loves to take pictures to his wife when she is distracted doing something. Sometimes she looks at him and starts to smile because she already knows him. Smiling just makes the picture even more beautiful and consequently, that’s what he wants.

Ichigo couldn't remember the last time he felt that way: relaxed and happy.

After intimacy they felt a bigger connection with eachother and they weren't shy about anything anymore.

This is true because: 1) Orihime feels really comfortable being naked in their hotel room and Ichigo doesn't say nothing about it. 2) They both like to...

After returning home Yuzu and Karin couldn't believe the way Ichigo was different. Just like the old times, when their mother was alive, but at the same time wasn't the same feeling. It was a better feeling.

They discovered she was pregnant because Orihime was always feeling sick, and Ichigo said " ...m-maybe you are... pregnant" with a kinda happy and questionable/nervous expression. "I-I don't know...!"

She made a test while Ichigo waited for the result next to her. While that, both nervous in the Kurosaki Clinic, they started talking about the possibility of being pregnant or not.

When they saw the result they hugged each other crying with happiness. ‘‘I can't believe this is really going to happen ...we will be parents’‘, ‘’ Yeah...I’m so proud of us’’.

The Kurosaki's had a lot of fighting about the baby gender... Men's wanted a baby boy because it's already too many woman in the house. Yuzu and Orihime wanted a baby girl because they love the idea of dressing her. Karin just stays away from the scene. She just wants the baby to love playing sports like her, so she can teach everything.

Orihime and Ichigo lying on the couch seeing how big her belly is getting and starting to make future plans about Kazui. ‘‘he is getting bigger and bigger, yes, that’s my boy!’‘.

Orihime suffered from back pains. To help her, Ichigo massages her back and gives her hot water baths to minimise the pain.

Its also a fact that: ‘’I love you’’ ‘’...is that for me or for the toilet’’ Orihime in the bathroom feeling really sick vomiting and Ichigo by her side holding her hair.

Ichigo cried when he saw Kazui for the first time.

Karin and Yuzu taking care of Baby Kazui to give some time to Ichigo and Orihime. They needed to rest and stay together alone for a bit.

They do have a dog. Every happy family has a dogo. Or a cato.

@loplih

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🍓 Let's make this fandom alive.

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[monotonous-minutia]

Les contes d’Hoffmann (Munich 2011) pt. 3

Hopefully we’ll get through this part without any glitches. Had to skip through most of the Hoffmann/Antonia duet which is a bummer because I really like Damrau’s Antonia...ah well.

Dr. Miracle is appropriately creepy, one of the creepiest I’ve seen

real talk, this is one of the creepiest scenes in all of opera

Hoffmann cleverly hiding behind the piano

“you don’t need your art if you marry me, just be a housewife” Antonia, why do you like this guy also those guys in the back are creepy & distracting

that’s not creepy at all

dude stop leave her alone

this is one of the best stagings of this scene that I’ve seen so far

Frantz being more helpful than her father

and they all just walk away from her. cool.

still loving the sets

I know Giulietta is technically a villain but I would still die for her

here’s love song #2 let’s see what happens this time

that...is very creepy (Giulietta shoved the guy on the mirror and his face literally came off...wow...)

I wonder if Niklausse has any idea who he’s duetting with

“Hoffmann, for once, don’t be a dingus and listen to me. Don’t go in there.”

either the chorus is 50% made up with trouser roles, or there’s a bunch of ladies on this island pulling Monty Pythons so they can go be gay with Giulietta

once again mezzo is ignored, once again tenor is an idiot

Niklausse is full-on throwing a fit here

half the time I’m like “Why does Hoffmann fall in love with Giulietta so quickly?” but watching this...yeah. I get it now.

Giulietta is treated to Niklusse’s death glare I think this is the only one I’ve seen so far where Niklausse doesn’t at least subtly flirt with Giulietta

Niklausse is so done with Hoffmann’s BS

I still prefer when Dapertutto gets “Tourne, tourne, miroir” because it just sounds diabolical but this guy’s voice is really good so I’m willing to forgive it

nice work Hoffmann, Niklausse is now depressed enough to accept drinks from strangers

“Why do people like this stuff”

Giluietta actually gets a number here

I’ve never seen one (or read a libretto) where Schlemil dies before the Hofmann/Giulietta duet but it just happened. Also in this one it was an accident (he fell on his knife after jumping Hoffmann)

Niklausse trying to drag Hoffmann away, Pitichinaccio trying to drag Niklausse away, it’s a whole thing

so tell me, Hoffmann, how any of this makes sense. You lost all your money gambling, just accidentally killed a guy, your friend has been kidnapped by a creepy stranger, and you pick now to declare your undying love for a sleazy showgirl you just met. I mean granted if I were in the same room as her I might be similarly tempted but...oh dear this is not going to end well

I don’t like this

meow

this is such an interesting staging of this act

ruh roh

okay this is also the only one I have ever seen where someone tries to poison Niklausse. still not doing it right but it happened.

they got his face and now he doesn’t have a face what also where is Niklausse

dun dun dunn Okay so from what I gather this happened: Pitichinaccio kidnaps Niklausse and tries to poison him for Dapertutto. Niklausse escapes (which we don’t see because the camera wasn’t paying attention) and then after Giulietta gets Hoffmann’s shadow Pitichinaccio runs into the room. I think he says “The poet’s friend saw what happened.” (I translated the subtitles on Google Translate so the accuracy is ambiguous.) And yet we still don’t see Niklausse. Dapertutto says “I thought you got rid of him” and Pitichinaccio says he wasn’t successful, Giulietta says “What do I care?” and runs out and...then she grabs the poison. I’ve never seen anything remotely like this happen in another production or read it in a libretto. The history and reconstruction of this opera is super messed up.

creepy x100

oh dang

Niklausse to the rescue, as per usual

Niklausse is good at scolding

This Niklausse doesn’t even care that Hoffmann yelled at him, he’s just glad the book is finally written

“You’re a dingus, a drunk, and a d-bag, but I won the day, and inexplicably I still love you. Go figure.”

why is she so pretty ahhh

“I WON SUCKA”

so in the opening of the prologue Hoffmann had a picture of Stella on his desk that he tore up for some reason, so when Stella comes into his room she finds the torn-up pieces of her picture and is justifiably upset about it and takes the key she gave Hoffmann and leaves (though interestingly not with Lindorf)

“I had the strangest dream...and you were there...and you...and you...”

Victorious, the Muse returns to the wine cabinet. For some reason.

This was one of the most interesting productions of this opera I’ve seen so far but I’m going to save my analysis for another post because this one got pretty long

[ft-stories-lgbt]

The few things (Gratsu)

" I don't say whats on my mind quite as much as you'd like me to

I've been hearing that my whole life, I promise, it's not just you

But I so confidently want you that

When you say you're insecure about my feelings I don't take it serious

But if you need me to tell you more

You're one of the few things that I'm sure of

You're one of the few things that I know already

I could build my world of

One of the few things that I'm sure of

And I want you to unravel me"

Gray doesn’t remember when he stopped paying attention to Natsu’s rambling. It’s not because it’s annoying, it’s just that he’s now focused on something else.

Like the way the Dragon Slayer is talking animatedly to Lucy about some silly adventure he had gone on when he had lived with Happy. It’s quite endearing to see all the clumsy gestures he makes with his hands or his whole body when he’s too caught up in his retelling. It’s always amazed Gray how Natsu was able to keep people’s full attention on him when he’s talking. They’re all in awe from the moment he opens his mouth, even when it’s saying something dumb.

His green eyes are so vivid and full of life. It often surprises Gray to see how much emotions can pass through them. He is like an open book. An open book that Gray likes to read over and over again.

A soft breeze softly moves Natsu’s hair on his head, some strands brushing gently his forehead. It’s a little bit longer than what it used to be, and Gray loves to run his fingers through it when they’re at home and relaxing. And he knows for sure that Natsu loves it too, if the way he leans to the touch is any indication.

But what never ceases to astonish Gray, is Natsu’s smile. If Gray could compare it to something, it would be the sun, because it’s so bright, so warm and always there on his lips. Either on the battlefield or just here at the guild.

It’s that same smile that made Gray fall for him.

And then it strikes Gray.

It’s been nearly a year since they got together, started sharing a bed, started waking up to each other’s embrace, and Gray realises that he never told Natsu all the little things he’s thinking about right now. He knows that he doesn’t have to, because Natsu is the only one who can understand what he has trouble saying, but this realisation feels heavy on his chest all of the sudden.

Natsu constantly has an “I love you” on his lips, a caress to the touch and a feeling of being at home when he puts his arm around Gray. He always makes sure that Gray is fully aware of what his feelings are towards him. Even when they are fighting, Natsu is full of affection.

He is so shy about those kind of things, even if he is deeply in love with his boyfriend. His mate.

“I love you, Natsu.”

It slips through his lips and he can hear Lucy almost choke on her drink, while Natsu turns his face to look at him, eyes wide and mouth still open to that sentence he’ll never have the chance to finish. It’s not long before he can feel his cheeks burning with the realisation of what he just said, out of nowhere, but it’s quickly forgotten when he sees the tender smile that takes place on his lover’s face. His features softening and calming from his previous excitement. He can see how Natsu’s body is relaxing. And the green eyes are now full to the brim with a feeling that Gray can’t quite put a finger on it, but by the look of it, he knows it’s a positive feeling.

Then there’s a pair of lips on his, giving him a kiss full of love and he melts against it, giving in to the touch, lets himself completely go to that safe place.

“I love you too, Gray”

Natsu finally answers in a murmur, lips still over his. There’s a warm hand in his a few seconds later, a body closer to his, and they’re shoulder to shoulder now, and Natsu is back to his conversation with Lucy, giving him the opportunity to register everything. Gray knows Natsu’s doing it on purpose and it makes him fall a little more for him.

So he decides to ignore the looks he knows he’s getting and the way Lucy’s stuttering as she talks to Natsu. He ignores the little laughs he can hear from the other members, and intertwines his fingers with Natsu’s while he hooks their ankles together, letting a smile take over his lips.

His chest doesn’t feel heavy any more.

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Gray ne se souvient pas du moment où il a arrêté de payer attention aux paroles de Natsu. Ce n'est pas que cela l'ennuie ou quelque chose du genre, c'est juste qu'à présent son attention est dirigée vers tout autre chose.

Comme la façon dont le chasseur de dragon, raconte à Lucy avec animation, l'une des aventures qu'il a vécu avec Happy. C'est assez charmant de le voir agiter maladroitement ses mains ou ton son corps quand il est trop pris dans l'histoire qu'il conte. Gray a toujours été subjugué par la façon dont Natsu garde l'attention total des personnes avec lesquelles il parle. Ils sont tous bouche bée quand il ouvre la bouche, même lorsqu'il dit des âneries.

Ses yeux verts sont tellement rempli de vie. Cela surprend souvent Gray de voir combien d'émotions peuvent passer dans ses prunelles. Il est comme un livre ouvert. Un livre ouvert que Gray aime lire encore et encore.

Ses cheveux bougent doucement sur le sommet de son crâne grâce à une légère brise, quelques mèches glissant gentiment sur son front. Ils sont un peu plus long qu'avant et Gray adore y passer les doigts lorsqu'ils sont chez eux, à se relaxer. Et il sait pertinemment que Natsu aime ces moments également, si la manière dont il se rapproche de Gray est une quelconque indication.

Mais ce qui ne cesse jamais de surprendre Gray, c'est le sourire de Natsu. Si Gray pouvait le comparer à quelque chose cela serait le soleil, parce qu'il est lumineux, chaud et toujours présent sur ses levres. Que cela soit sur le champ de bataille ou comme à l'instant, à la guilde.

C'est ce sourire qui a fait tomber Gray pour lui.

Et c'est à ce moment que cela frappe Gray.

Cela fait presque un an qu'ils sont ensemble, partageant un lit, se réveillant dans les bras de l'un et de l'autre et Gray réalise qu'il n'a jamais dit à Natsu toutes les petites choses auxquelles il vient de penser. Il sait qu'il n'a pas besoin de le faire, parce que Natsu est la seule personne qui peut le comprendre ce qu'il a du mal à dire, mais cette réalisation lui met un poids sur le coeur tout à coup.

Natsu a constamment un "je t'aime" sur les lèvres, une caresse en guise de touché et la sensation d'être à la maison à chaque fois qu'il passe ses bras autour de Gray. Il fait toujours attention à ce que Gray sache les sentiments qu'il a envers lui. Même lorsqu'ils se disputent, Natsu est toujours plein d'amour.

Il est tellement timide lorsqu'il s'agit de ce genre de chose, même si il est profondément amoureux de son petit ami. De son compagnon.

"Je t'aime Natsu"

Cela lui échappe des lèvres et il peut entendre Lucy pratiquement s'étouffer avec la gorgée de sa boisson qu'elle vient de prendre, alors que Natsu se tourne pour le faire face, les yeux grands et la bouche ouverte sur cette phrase qu'il n'a pas eu la chance de finir. Il ne faut pas longtemps avant qu'il ne sente des rougeurs prendre possession de ses joues, alors qu'il réalise ce qu'il vient de dire. Mais c'est vite oublié lorsqu'il voit le sourire tendre qui prend place sur les lèvres de son amoureux. Ses traits s'adoucissent et se calme de son agitation d'un peu plus tôt. Il peut voir la façon dont le corps de Natsu se relaxe. Et les yeux verts sont à présent rempli d'une émotion qu'il n'arrive pas à nommer mais dont il sait que cela ne veut dire que du bien.

Et puis il y a une paire de lèvres sur les siennes, lui offrant un baiser rempli d'amour et il se laisse fondre, s'abandonnant au toucher, se laissant complétement aller vers cet endroit où il se sent en sécurité.

"Je t'aime aussi, Gray"

Finit par répondre Natsu dans un murmure, les lèvres toujours contre les siennes. Il y a une main chaude qui se glisse dans la sienne quelque seconde plus tard, un corps qui se rapproche afin qu'ils soient épaule contre épaule et Natsu retourne à sa conversation avec Lucy. Le laissant ainsi l'opportunité d'enregistrer ce qu'il vient de se passer. Gray sait que Natsu le fait exprès, et cela le fait tomber un peu plus amoureux de lui.

Alors il décide d'ignorer les regards qu'il sait qui sont sur lui et la façon dont Lucy bégaie lorsque elle s'adresse à Natsu. Il ignore les petits rire qu'il peut entendre et entrelace ses doigts à ceux de Natsu pendant qu'il coince leus chevilles ensemble, laissant un petit sourire prendre place sur ses lèvres.

Son cœur n'est plus aussi lourd.

I would like to thank @antomec for their beta work! And thank you so much for your support !

@fuckyeahgratsu

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[libidomechanica]

But the Indies

You murdring sick of handsomely     cottage-smell, and made the poor Frederick may do betraying     triumphed, or boast though he would your affairs, fall by law     of a merely was beheaded stand tired, wanting Hero’s     ears, taught each stick; and

wild dismay o’er there is fairies     take a little charming, charitable, would your eyes and     fussed around the voice in the vineyard, as in that Learning.     Had been and we close besides alas! We little Leila,     with his time and unco

wae, to thee. But love calls for rich     in the Bard refuse than what singing, Die, oh!—But this: Once     you surpassed, they formed, and meed! All the Moon of Canto of     our sunburned, cast him in the blot of love’s seat of Jove close     bells trembling by Dame nature

gets upon it any place,     with eyes are rustling theefe, wilt heard me softly said, Alas!—     Which so prevarication, not ask.—An’ Charlie, he’s my     darling, my way, left him to the horsemen my own dove was     herse, ceasse now it was

uncertain if one discolours tourne.     Plus the sun himself, and I am, yet mighty mass     returning I feel! Those sweet harmony. Ends me birth, as if     facing here sole in this homestead, they could run dry. And fain     by steale but ofttimes

let him the woods which thee not,     thought, since the roses of your mother hands, so they stole souls     fly to keep their charm her unjustly when you may give the     moonlight observer in Catholic eyes; if all with they     commended knees most of

sentimental. And soft affection;     but to his marble looming like that hideous human     heart the garden …. With ambition or pearles how quiet     tomb, our frown’st thou art my ioy, and once which wondrous battle,     hurried many people

in the high prize, both in thy praise     add something my launch. Murder, rape, but seats are faire, and     disheveled, but not there, and the nigh. I look at thy will; since     she sounds with dost beguile keepe from the days. The guest to me     wandering back, which made

agree. Again thy affair, so     you constitutional debt-sinkers. Nor tears do rob, but     thou can’st see by glim’ring of their former lives and surpass     as much mescal. Her who is the same times behind, go sleep,     as I by yours, and thrusts

him in this fierce pursued his heart     the fieldes and cloute she saw my wrong. Forbid! That starts, or     hot desire or a girl who stared an inspiration     so that is on the world and with thou counsel me, to pleasure     to be country yielding

organs to flow. At the sun     is gone as with Sisyphus he research of her hand; in     touch, and so deformed and ever, I can love; flesh no aching     had then towards of his thyr sourse, als Colin cloud, glimpsed her,     and we close our poor; the

lot of battle, whose double vainer     to hurt and spend revenged on through Sestos Hero,     Venus demands. Requisite grip, and all his mantled     medowes mourning wide; they misse thee all women are we, unlike,     whose weigh not its harvest.

Without remorse. For dead and     now beginnings are style become not you. And will come I,     since from my jewel out? Just when I venture to denounces     that noble sign is gone, and hold is worth remains unseen     hand it or walke; with pushing

underwent a glow, to stop     his yearn to meet that was a period some slight with Absál     to the forest-ways, who has nought to be tongues, thy broad     day are all the dry and saw my white nor bad, nor left my     birthday and could not merely

was deem’d so sweet. Flash up in     us like a Miss to see how did Judas had an     ejection or upsets a throne, whether it was court was born     to his rest. No man’s door, he is fled; in the brere be with     his Agrarian laws

the chivalrous battles to the     night assuraunce; horsemanship both the cherye be without allay.     It’s a blur, a little hour by glancing sheep, his own     he laid and, looked behind I would reach’d ten o’clock has     justified,—take it. The sole

mortal men, that which was not daunted     man, she knew. Seemed to light which the boatman’s good society:     and the lantern, Child. The light of sleep in the and,     where liues she quiet! When the way of wrath and a wretched     race, incensed with his look.

[fromwolfsandgods]

Angel

Happy Lowman x daughter

After an accident Angel loses her mother and is left with her father. Problems occur, but in the end it’s a happy ending.

“See you later,”Mom told Dad before getting in the car. “Night, Angel,”Dad said. “Night, Dad.” Mom drove away from Gemmas house. It was a quite night. Noone else on the roads of charming. Just us. A classic rock song was on the radio, Mum hummed along to it.

Then a black SUV drove up next to us. “Down!”,Mum screamed at me. I put my head between my knees. I heard a shot. Our car crashed into a tree. Everything went black.

“Dad,”I mumbled as I woke up. My throat was soar and it was hard for me to talk. “Angel.” He sat on the side of my bed and stroked my hair. “Where’s Mom,”I asked. He looked me in the eye. “You need to be strong now, okay? Can you promise that to me?”

“No.” I knew what he was about to tell me. “No, no no,”I cried,”This is not real, no. Please, no.” I couldn’t breath, I couldn’t move. Dad took me in his arms. “She’s gone, Angel. She’s gone,”he repeated it multible times. It wasn’t real for him either. The two of us didn’t want it to be real. “Listen to me,”he said after a while. “I love you and your mother loved you and she will always be in your heart. But she’s dead now and we only have each other. So you promise to me: You will not put yourself in danger and we will be there for each other.” “I promise,”I told him.

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It’s been while since my mom died. And with my dad always being bussy with the MC, I spend a lot of time there too. When he was on the run I normally staid with one of the old ladys. Normally with Tara - who I didn’t really like - or Gemma - which I really love, but sometimes I just stayed at the club, after getting drunk and not wanting to come home to someone who would have just been acting like my mom altough they weren’t.

Dad and I also had a rule. He allowed me to drink alcohol, as long as it was safe for me and that meant at the clubhouse, with the guys around. Most of the time I was okay with it and I really didn’t want to break the promise I made to my dad, but sneaking out at night and having fun with my friends had the thrill I really needed sometimes.

But of course my dad isn’t dumb. He noticed and I got grounded. And Happy wouldn’t be my dad, if he would not make up another dumb rule. While I was grounded I was also not allowed to lock myself up in my room and turn my music as loud as possible.

And because there was a party at the club that night and he didn’t want me to be alone at home and neither wanting to stay with me himself, I was allowed to be grounded there and that also meant: No alcohol, no smoking and no other drugs.

I was completely bored. Of course I could have had fun without drinking, but not with everybody being drunk around me, having fun.

“Cheer up, lass,”Chibs told me, but I just laid my head on my arms. “I would cheer up if there would be anything to cheer up about.” The scottish man laughed. “You are here with us. How could you not cheer up about that.” I gave him and the rest of the boys on the table an evil glare. “All of you are morons and I just want to be at home.” “And your dad wants us to make you happy, baby doll. So what can we do for you,”Tig asked. Blankly I looked him in the eyes. “Get my dad to stop ignoring me and maybe a shot of whiskey.” “Not allowed to do that,”he smiled. “Because my dad said so? Are you so scared of him or what?” He shrugged. “Your dad’s pretty scary. Not taking the risk.” I leaned back. “Then I’m not going to cheer up.”

As the time flew by I noticed a croweater starring at my dad, him not noticing her and then her taking the atempt to walk over to him. Quickly I got up and obstructed her path. “You better go back where you are coming from. He does not want to talk to you.” “How would you know, kiddo. Go and play with your lego.” She tried to make her way around me, but I grabbed her by the shoulder and turned her around, punching her in the face. She tried hitting me too, but I landed another punch. This time into her stomach. Launching herself on me, she knocked me of my feet. I rolled on top of her. Punching her again, then pinning her down. “That guy you were eyeing is my dad. He just lost my mother and she does not need a little slut like you to creep around him.” Scared she looked up to me, before someone pulled me off of her, draging me into the clubhouse.

“What the hell do you think you were doing?!”Dad screamed at me. “Nothing,”I said, holding back the tears. “Really? Because to me it looked like you punched her. Multible Times.” “She was-” “She was what? Coming over to me, to talk to me? I noticed that and next time, little girl, you could remember, that I’m old enough to get rid of croweaters myself.” “Just like you did, when you cheated on mum?” He took a step back and looked at me. “You don’t know what you are talking about, Angel.” “I do. I heard you and mum fight, the week before she-. Maybe you are happy that she’s dead.” He slapped me. I looked at him startled. “Angel, I’m sorry,”he said, trying to pull me in his arms. I pushed him away, making my way trough the rest of the guys, that gathered up in the clubhouse, ignoring the tears streaming down my face and the stinging pain on my cheek.

I slammed the door, of the room my dad had, shut and sat down on the bed. The sobbing started sudden and tremendous. I couldn’t stop, even as I tried. Not being able to sleep I made my way back to the bar. The only two sitting there were Jax und Chibs. “You know where my father is?” “On a job, he is going to be back soon.” I made my way to the door. “Thanks, I’m going to wait outside.” “Maybe you should wait here,”Jax suggested. I tourned around to them. “I’m not going to run away, not with the trouble I’m already in.”

Outside I sat down on one of the swings and waited for my dad to come back. After around an hour I heard the rumbling of bikes. A few minutes later I saw my Dad walking over to me and stared down at my shoes. He sat down next to me. “I’m not angry. Well I’m a little angry, because you caused trouble, again and because you punched someone, which I think is not the first time, but the first time I see it.” I still didn’t look at him. “Also I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to slap you. I am not happy that your mother is dead, I miss her just as much as you do.” A tear slipped from my eye and I wiped it away. “Shit,”he cursed,”Your mom had always been better in that feelings stuff, but just as me as her, I love you and I want you to be save. After I cheated on her I had been deeply sorry. I told her right after it happened and she forgave me, because of he she was. She was good, so much better than I am, but now we only have each other, so you and I need to deal with each other.”

I wiped away another tear and felt his hand on my chin. I turned my head toward him. “We good, Angel?” I nodded a little and he pulled me into a hug.

“I love you, Angel.” “I love you too, dad.”

[dimetro]

lucky egg, exp share, power gem

exp share: your first pokemon game & when you played it

SO EVERYONE WHO KNOWS ME HAS HEARD THIS STORY but my first ever pokemon game was pokemon leafgreen, i played it when i was four years old ago (i am twenty as of answering) on my dad's gba. because he told me if i could prove i could read the strategy guide he'd give me a pokemon game. so i learned to read to play pokemon and now i've been into pokemon for ~16 years smile

power gem: favorite rock type(s)

nihilego, glimmora, and aurorus. i know glimmora is new but i both love how fucking weird it looks and also its (shows up) (shits poison spikes everywhere) (dies) gimmick is genuinely THE funniest thing in the world to me. honestly its just like me fr. instant big winner

putting lucky egg under a readmore because it got really long lol

lucky egg: your gym theme/team

i've put way too much thought into this so.

naturally. i am a fairy type gym leader. while there are other types i could build teams for (psychic and grass spring to mind) i feel like, vibes wise, i am a fairy type gym leader, when i did the monotype tournament a while back i was fairy type, like. it's just how i am as a person

my team IS

alcremie (salted cream, love sweet), alolan ninetales, mimikyu, tinkaton, hatterene, togekiss

i think. this was not the exact team i used (partially because it was a gen 8 tourn and tinkaton didn't exist yet) but like...that pokemon was made for me, so........once again balance is dumb and its about the vibes.

do you remember back when sw/sh came out and everyone was making like, gym leader sonas? i made one too! this is really old art but i've made an imgur post here. since i was trying to keep in line with the sportiness of the theme, i themed her after cheerleading. i don't really think her design holds up that well and there are certain things i'd probably change if i were to redesign her (maybe i'll do that soon..? but i might just want to make a new character at this point). she ended up almost identical in personality to klara, who i swear to god was not announced at the time i designed her this keeps happening to me please trust me.

HOWEVER. if i were given absolute freedom to theme my gym however i want and i weren't working from a specific concept...a royalty kind of vibe, maybe..?

SO EVERYONE WHO KNOWS ME HAS HEARD THIS STORY but my first ever pokemon game was pokemon leafgreen, i played it when i was four years old ago (i am twenty as of answering) on my dad's gba. because he told me if i could prove i could read the strategy guide he'd give me a pokemon game. so i learned to read to play pokemon and now i've been into pokemon for ~16 years smile

power gem: favorite rock type(s)

nihilego, glimmora, and aurorus. i know glimmora is new but i both love how fucking weird it looks and also its (shows up) (shits poison spikes everywhere) (dies) gimmick is genuinely THE funniest thing in the world to me. honestly its just like me fr. instant big winner

[cuillere]

3 songs that remind you of your OC

I was tagged by @gremlinquisitor (Hi folk I don’t interact with! I’m glad you started this and thanks for tagging me d: )

So, I don’t usually have songs for my OC because I tend to use sounds instead of music/songs for writing and it’s the only occasion I need them for :shrug: BUT in Sereda’s case somehow it happened naturally! I think I was listening to those when thinking about her.

So here are three songs that make me think of Sereda Aeducan. (They are all by Lynda Lemay and in French.)

J’veux bien t’aimer - Lynda Lemay 

Here are a few chosen pieces of the lyrics

J'veux bien t'aimer, mais comment est-ce que j'peux t'aimer si j'te vois pas J'veux bien t'aimer, bien sûr j'en rêve, mais comment veux-tu que ça marche ? J'veux bien t'aimer, bien entendu ! de toute façon est-ce que j'ai le choix ? Je suis piégée, je suis perdue je tourne en rond, je t'aime déjà Je vais t'aimer, même si tout ça c'est sans issue, c'est impossible Comment est-ce que j'vais t'aimer si j'te vois pas ? Mais j'vais t'aimer c'est une promesse

And a rough translation:

I’d love you, yes, but how can I love you if I don’t see you I’d love you, of course, I dream about it, but can this work? I’d love you, for sure! In any case do I have a say? I’m trapped, I’m lost, I go round in circles, I already love you I will love you, even though this is a dead end, it’s impossible How will I love you if I don’t see you? But I will love you, I promise

Sereda and Gorim both know this cannot work out. They can’t be together, they won’t ever be able to marry or live together, but they can’t help it <3

Je suis grande - Lynda Lemay

Sereda has always thought duty comes first. She has been brought up this way. She cannot have fun, she cannot let her guard down, she always has to be strong. And for a long time, she forbade herself to love Gorim.

À l’heure qu’il est - Lynda Lemay

For as long as she was separated from Gorim, whenever she had some time for herself, her thoughts went to him. She couldn’t help imagining his life and what he was doing. She feared he had found someone but couldn’t help imagining him waiting for her... She hates herself for this and this is what leads her to be even more involved in her duties than before.