#Lashin

[jaimrennnn]

The Circassian superwoman: ✨Lashin✨

In our folklore we have a story of a woman named Lashin who had extraordinary strength that she defeated the mongol’s strongest wrestler.

The Mongol army who around that time swept through the north Caucasus challenged the Circassians to bring in their strongest wrestler to fight their wrestler Qaisin.

The Circassian chose a woman named Lashin and dressed her up in men’s clothing to disguise her. Lashin was able to pick up Qaisin, defeated him and emerged victorious. It was said the reason why they chose her is that her father in law once witnessed Lashin pick up a big cow in anger and managed to throw that cow several distances away.

The Circassians later revealed her identity and this time requested another duel without her disguise. Out of fear the Mongols declined and retreated from Circassia. It was said the duel took place near the chegum river known as Lashinqey named after her.

The story does have different versions with minor differences.

[taldigi]

Have you heard that the new ML special actually contains a PV reference?

LMAO, that *thing* is a PV reference?

Zag has a history of hating the PV and it's fans. Like, what?? Oh thank you, daddy zagtoons, for the reference- the pittance. An illustration that fails to capture the style and flair of PV and it's art style and mood and world in exchange for what boils down to shitty anime reference with an over designed, hastily drawn ladybug outfit because anime cool and remember sailor moon?

It isn't a PV reference. It's a reference to the movie in the show that reuses the PV footage.

Please. I wish this fandom would stop giving this company credit. Call me when Julerose is canon.

[lovelylegendarycrown]

[chompmon]

I need kana and aqua to talk or some shit broo it s a huge misunderstanding and its just hurting both of them for Nothingg 😭😭 im not blaming kana for how she s acting she s literally just a dumb teenager and she feels hurt and betrayed its FINE it just hurts my soul pls make up you two

[whovian223]

Review - Furnace

Review - Furnace @ArcaneWonders @HobbyWorldInt

There’s something about chains in games that is just so cool, even though they burn my brain sometimes. I’m not talking about actual chains, of course. That would be terrible. Unless you’re into that sort of thing, in which case who am I to judge? But I’m talking about chaining abilities and cards so that one card feeds into another, which feeds into another, which feeds into another, until…

[kindacreepy-kindaugly]

Splitting in all the fucking directions at once

[shalomniscient]

"this here seems to be a mighty tight spot we've found ourselves in, sweetheart."

your voice is about as dry as a bone as the woman currently above you pins you down with her thighs, a very pointy knife pressed to your throat. your snark affords you an amused crinkle of her teal eyes, and she leans down close to your face, enough so that her warm breath fans across your skin. strawberry, you think idly, same scent as her chapstick.

"poor detective, all alone," she coos, her tone a lilting tease you're all too familiar with. "should've come with backup."

"now where'd be the fun in that, darlin'? i got you all to myself like this," you reply with a purr, hands finding the plush of her thighs to squeeze almost affectionately. "i'm a little reckless when it comes to cases i'm highly interested in, you see."

"clearly," is all she says, before she drops the knife to instead kiss you silly. the tail binding your legs comes loose, instead slithering to curl around only one leg, almost like her version of a hug. you grin into the kiss, lazily indulging in the way her persona melts away against the warmth of your lips, and all that remains is jane--your jane. when she pulls back, a little breathlessly, you chuckle.

"looks like i still got it," you hum, and she rolls her eyes, shimmying down your body so you're no longer being pinned to the floor of the dusty apartment you've 'cornered' her in. you sit up, your hands finding her waist as she straddles your thighs. her tail leaves your leg to curl around your abdomen, a gentle pressure that has you exhaling a pleased sigh. "well, anyway. whaddaya got for me this time, darlin'?"

jane takes in your appearance for a brief moment; your messy hair, the bags under your eyes, the crinkle of your tie and the rumpled state of your shirt. she shakes her head with a huff, running a hand through the tousled strands in a vain attempt to smooth it out and make it somewhat presentable. your eyes flutter shut as she does so, and you listen as she starts to tell you about the latest update on the new posse of criminals she's infiltrated. to sum up, they're new and a little wet behind the ears, but have the tenacity to make up for it. it'll take a little more finesse to take them down, but the end is in sight.

done with her explanation, jane's fingers slip from the roots of your hair down to the line of your jaw as she tilts your head delicately towards her. you open your eyes, meeting soft teal, before she leans in for another kiss, which you gladly oblige. when she pulls away it's with a sigh, almost wistful, but then she squeaks when you tug her close again with the hand on her waist.

your eyes are half-lidded as they flicker down to her soft, perfect lips, her chapstick now in dire need of reapplication. jane's tail squeezes a little tighter around your waist in response, and close as she is, you can feel her heart rate jump ever so slightly. there's barely a breath of distance between you both, and you can see her in all her minutiae--the tremble of her breathing, the fullness of her pupils, the bob in her throat at your blatant staring. her ear flicks, a restless, involuntary motion you know crops up when she's needy and a smile tugs the corner of your mouth.

"jane," you breathe her name, almost reverent, and her fingers twitch against your nape. "you..." anticipation hangs thick in the air. you lean forward slightly, almost as if to kiss her--before instead slipping her knife that had been previously discarded on the floor back into the concealed sheath on her hip. "...wouldn't wanna--" the knife slides into place slowly, inch by inch, your grin only widening as it passes. "--forget this, would'ya?"

it sheathes fully with a click, and jane blinks, disoriented, her gaze snapping from her you, to her knife, then back to you, before she clambers off you with a huff. you laugh at that, pushing yourself to your feet and dusting off your coat, as she stands with her back turned to you, tail lashing. "sorry darlin', i couldn't resist," you coo, but jane only sniffs in response, so you gently grasp her lashing tail and reel yourself in until your front presses to her back. your lips ghost her shoulder in apology, your arms winding around her tiny waist to hold her close. "c'mon, sweetheart..."

you kiss her neck next, and jane folds with a low exhale, though when she turns her head there's a pout on her lips. you hum a little at the sight, resting your forehead against hers. "you're mean," she says, and you chuckle again, kissing the corner of her mouth.

"i'm very sorry, darlin'," you drawl again. "how 'bout i make it up to you with a real kiss, hm?"

jane immediately brightens at that, and you kiss her again with all the affection distance has accumulated. her lips slot home against yours, soft and pillowy and sweet, and you have to resist the urge to bite--because if you do, she's certainly not leaving for the next hour or so, and both of you are running on too tight of a schedule for that. she turns to hold you better, and when you pull apart for the last time, you speak your next words right against her lips.

"be safe," you whisper. i love you, you mean.

"you know i always am," she says. i love you too, she means.

and then you let her go, and all you're left with is the brief taste of strawberries on your lips, waiting until she comes back.

[hassanatforusmk]

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[cyberrose2001]

hello ;3

may i slip in a request cyberverse meteorfire and a human reader, meteorfire finding little human reader and deciding to poke and press and the reader (can be recorded or not)? there can be pressing of the bladder involved if you so choose, or maybe a squeezing kink...? anything you want to write for<3

have fun take your time love you pookie bear<3

Cyberverse Meteorfire x afab! gn! human reader

lil bit nervous to post this, but fuck it we ball

also for those unfamiliar with aussie slang, "darlin'" is mostly gender-neutral over here

Warnings: Bladder holding, dub-con, human kink, body squeezing, size kink, fingering

Word count: 592

18+ only minors do not interact

"You're a strange little thing, aren't ya darlin'?" Meteorfire leers above you, a camera hovering just above the bed he's got you tied to, "Nevah seen a human quite like you before."

You choose to stay silent, still traumatised from being plucked from your backyard by this alien. Though, the way this guy is speaking to you, he's making you feel like you're the alien. A metal chain and collar around your neck further confirm your speculations. Not to mention being talked down to and documented with the camera as if you belong on Animal Planet.

"Now, humans are notoriously known for being a bit aggro. Which is why I've taken tha necessary precautions to keep it from lashin' out." He gives the chain around your neck a few light tugs, and you can't help the growl that emanates up your throat.

"But if there's one thing ya gotta know about humans," Meteorfire wraps his metallic hand around your waist, giving it a light squeeze, "It's how fragile and squishy they are."

Your breath hitches in your throat, and a burst of adrenaline rushes through you, thinking you're about to be crushed to death. He only has to squeeze a little bit more before you end up with a perforated lung. It's making you feel lightheaded and dizzy, and you pray that you don't pass out.

Meteorfire lets out a hearty laugh, "Yeah, nah, I wouldn't do that," He releases his grip, and you let out a desperate gasp, but he keeps a finger pressed just below your belly button, "I ain't that cruel."

Heaving your chest, you train your eyes to where he keeps his pointer finger. And it's become painfully aware to you how long it's been since you've...uh...relieved yourself, in the most politest way possible. But this guy definitely knows what he's doing or has done way too much research on humans. Because you start to squirm at his touch, small whimpers escape your lips.

Meteorfire notices this and narrows his optics to the small wet patch between your crotch, "My my, looks like the little human is enjoying this..." His voice lowers, circling his finger and slowly trailing to the wet patch.

Fuck. You really need to go; you're on the cusp of losing control of your bladder. All you can think about is wanting to squeeze your thighs together, but you can't when the mech has his hands spreading them apart.

"C'mon, darlin'," Meteorfire digs his fingers underneath the band of your pants and pulls them off you, undergarments included, which seem to be already drenched, "Show me what you humans are made for..." It's like he's no longer talking to the invisible audience through the camera and more to himself, far too deep in his xenophilic fantasy to realise.

Meteorfire groans, using his other hand to massage through your folds, dipping his finger inside your drenched cunt. It's warm wet and sends a visible shiver up his spinal strut, "Slag... I've always wondered..."

"Please..." You whimper-beg. You're unsure what for, though. Maybe you're in too deep, too, because being finger fucked unwillingly by an alien robot feels so good, yet so wrong.

Meteorfire is genuinely surprised you can talk, but his curiosity is piqued.

"Ohh, so you can talk, ey?" Meteorfire curls his finger and massages your aching bladder, causing you to arch your back and cry, "Well, in that case, the name's Meteorfire." He presses down on your bladder again and grins.

"And that's tha only thing I wanna hear comin' out from your mouth."

[oh-mother-fucket]

Please help me explain Eridan’s personality and behavior and traits and just generally him

My friend says he’s his favorite character because, and I quote, “he served cunt in the 2 panels ive read with him” and like, he serves cunt yes but BRUH

eridan is kinda a complicated case bc hes 13. hes a young kid wwith wway too much powwer and privvelege wwith no real idea of wwhat to do wwith it. hes vvery... compensate-y if that makes sense? he wwants to be this strong desirable righteous man but hes obvviously wway in ovver his head. maybe theres a transgender allegory in there idk. he tries to bury his fear and hopelessness under a facade of manliness and powwer, but in doin so he ends up lashin out at his friends and COMMITTIN A WWHOLE GENOCIDE. to me, its tragic. is he the vvillain here? undoubtedly. but hes also a 13 year old boy born into a wworld that puts him on a pedastel and tells him that hurtin others is okay because hes more important than them. hes both a vvillain and a vvictim. godddd fuck i lovve eridan <- guy wwho is so biased

[poetrex]

Liberty Baller

Brought a poem to the gunfight. Said a sword wouldn’t show ’em, but the Pen Might. Put down the Long Knives, say Good Night. Plant a Flower in your Power Barrel ironsight— You’re out of time; sonically, I’m blowing your Mind Like a Dandelion (& during the war, this is fine). Colonizer so I rap about Lilies. Christ died so you’d know what the Dilly’s: Fourth of July, we make the Temple Capacious Whatever the Hue of their Faces, We do the Despot no Favors— Get In, Loser, ’cause we’re Hanging Jeff Davis! You heard right: Battle that Hymn at the gunfight, I’ll make you Holy. Roll On the Liberty Ball until you know me. Yea, Red, White, & Blow Me A metaphor, I’ll show what you’re headed for— Where Pride goeth. Money where your Mouth is (You can Die Mad About This). You heard right: A poem to the gunfight. It’s triggering! Tongue in the cut like it Let Freedom Ring Facts: I’ll water that Tree with your fascist Axe Then rack your geriatric ass like a Hat Trick. Your credit is cashless; This Machine is Killin’ It— Take your Shining City & put a Hill in it, America! I pull out a poem at the gunfight, Said a sword wouldn’t show ’em & I'm hoping the Pen Might Bullet Rhyme! Hit like a .303, High Fidelity Sublime, spottin’ the shot droppin’ the Thought Felony. Boss make a nickel, I turn on a Dime— Heed the Need: can't regulate the Deed, 'cause all of my Haters turn to Naders when I’m unsafe at any speed I'll Gore ya! Vacate the China Shop, I implore ya! Got a Bullish feeling that this Market'll floor your Sic Semper; clean your room, I got a Temper: Click-click Boom, you're in the History Hamper! Bang & a whimper, your Dirty Laundry Blondie got me plottin' to be Back to the Future to re-assassinate Mahatma Gandhi (You heard right!) A poem to the gunfight. It’s triggering; Tongue in the cut like it Let Freedom Ring Facts: I’ll water that Tree with your fascist Axe Then rack your geriatric ass like a Hat Trick. Your credit is cashless; This Machine is Killin’ It— Take your Shining City & put a Hill in it, America! I pull out a poem at the gunfight, Knowin' the sword wouldn’t show ’em, but the Pen Might Put the Bomb in your Wicka-wick-wickatty Dot Com, 'cause I'm a Atom Smasher, the Party Crasher, my tongue-lashin' Paint the town red with your Face like it was Fast Fashion. I Double Dare you—prepare to duel! 1-v-2, I'll Chew ’em up Lit & then Spit ’em fire like Rocket Fuel, I'm the Cyclops of the Hip-Hoppers, the visor's off & I will Verbally Laser a lowlife seeking High Office. Look away; if you're an Alpha, I'm a Gamma Ray: Penetrate your mother so hard I make your Grandma gape Like Watergate (You heard right!) Poem to the gunfight. It's triggering; Tongue in the cut like it Let Freedom Ring Facts: I'll water that Tree with your fascist Axe Then rack your geriatric ass like a Hat Trick. Your credit is cashless; This Machine is Killin' It— Take your Shining City & put a Hill in it, America! I brought a poem to the gunfight Knowin' that swords couldn't show what the Pen Might. One more historic moment I can’t vote in, but no law stoppin’ me From droppin’ Hot Bops on the campaign trail for my J. B. Because I put the ‘G’ in the O.G. G.O.P., I be Reconstructing memes for my Radical Republican Teens In Jeopardy: What, to the Fifth of July, is Juneteenth? Only 1860s Kids will Get This, but check this scene: This rap is in memory of Phillip G. & George D., Privates, 2nd Ohio Volunteer Infantry. So Rally 'Round the Ballot, I'm on my knees, I'm beggin' please Don’t make me March Through Georgia again, Let them Rest In Peace. * * * Written July 2024.

[lovelylegendarycrown]

[raisin-shell]

Raph’s Journal chapter 10: Scars ⚠️ TCEST⚠️

We get a lot of questions, particularly from tha humans we do encounter. One of those questions is how I got my scar on my lip… an Leo his eye. Tha day started out like any other, my alarm clock went off an naturally I hit tha snooze button one to many times.

“Cmon Raph! You’re going to be late again and you know leo told you last time that it’d be your last time. Hurry up dude!”

My kid brother of all people is tha only one who can, if possible, keep me in line but today was tha wrong day ta fuck with fearless. I scrambled ta get my gear on, running frantically towards tha dojo. Once I was there all my brothers were already lined up and in position. Usually I get a tongue lashin’ from Leo tha moment I set foot in our fightin’ area but today he just glared on into some distance somewhere. Man I must have really pissed him off with my tardiness this time.

Once master splinter had evaluated us during our warm ups it was time fer some one on one matches. Naturally I was paired with Leonardo. Go figure. He seemed different today. No stoic nature just plain angry as our master signaled for us ta fight. He came at me full force, katanas weldin’ into tha sky as they crashed down against the metal of my sais.

“I told you this would be the last time you’re late Raphael!”

He’s usin’ my full name which lets me know he is indeed pissed off.

“Listen fearless, I’m here aren’t I? I swear ya get yer panties in a bunch over nothin’!”

I shoved him backward a bit to hard and he was on me once again, tha metal of our weapons clambered and clanked. He was strong god dammit that bastard was heated. I had finally had enough.

“What’s good tuff guy? Our great leader huh? Looks like ya need ta control yer temper!”

And I uppercut him, the point of my sai slashin’ his eye as he began to stumble backwards.

“Leo.. I didn’t… I’m sor..”

Before I could get it out I felt his leg swipe mine out from under me, his katana swung an if I hadn’t already been fallin’ backward, he’d have gotten more than just a slice of my lip. I groaned in agony. Apparently I landed on a sewer drain an broke my tail. Blood dripped down Leo’s eye as he just glared at me as I was rollin’ around on tha floor in pain. Practice was cut short that day. Donnie not only had to doctor myself up but Leo as well.

“Can you believe that guy!? All this because he can’t get over himself!”

I wince as Donnie takes a look at my tail.

“You were late Raph. Again. It’s been nearly every day this week. He expects more from you. He loves you. And honestly I think it’s past time you told him the truth about your feelings for him.”

Donnie was my go to fuck boy. He had always known about my secret attraction ta Leo. Never once got jealous or malicious. He was right.

“Alright fine. I’ll go talk ta him. But I swear ta god if he comes at me again I’m kickin’ yer ass next Donnie.”

A few days went by. I had ta give ol fearless his space. Give us both time ta heal. He had ta wear a patch over his eye for a while. Once it had healed and things weren’t so heated, I decided to confront him. He was tending to his bansai plants when I approached him from behind.

“Hey Leo. Yer eye okay?”

I hummed deeply as he continued pruning his plants.

“Listen fearless I’m sorry fer always…”

He dropped his clippers and turned ta face me.

“You’re sorry? You’re SORRY?! Jesus Christ Raphael you’re always sorry. I can’t get each of you on the same damn page when I have my right hand constantly disobeying orders! Do you think the rules don’t apply to you?!”

I’ll admit it… he’s cute as fuck when he’s angry.

“My eye is fine. No thanks to you.”

He folds his arms as I lean in closer to him.

“Here. Lemme see hm?”

I trace my thumb under tha bandage, peelin’ it back ta expose his eye still a bit swollen from tha impact.

“I… I really am sorry Leo. Ya just… ya don’t…. Ya don’t know how badly I feel fer ya. Ya got no clue. I love ya an it’s my fault ya don’t know that. It’s my fault. I’m… I’m sorry.”

My hand trailed across his cheek cuppin’ it as I leaned in closer ta him.

“Raph…. No…. Stop.”

My other arm wrapped around his waist as I pulled his body against mine.

“Raph I… we’ll get caught…”

No sooner did those words come outta his mouth an my lips landed on his. I was expectin’ him ta pull away but his body began ta melt against mine. All tensed muscles softened an I felt his hand cradle my neck, deepenin’ tha kiss. My foot kicked his door closed as our tongues continued ta tie. My hands took it upon themselves to wrap beneath his bottom liftin’ him up as we both slammed against the thick brick wall of his room.

His hips began buckin’ eagerly, his hard rod rollin’ against my own sent an aching throb to my cock. I grunted against his kiss, quickly untied tha laces of his pants allowin’ that beautiful cock of his to spring free. My hand couldn’t help but wrap around his perfect girth, tuggin’ firmly as he gasped and whimpered against my mouth. Never in a million years did I think things were gonna turn out like this.

My hand continued to pump his cock, usin’ all my upper body strength I held him up against tha wall as I began ta kneel down. I had his legs tucked up over my shoulders as I broke our kiss and began nibbling and sucking down tha center of his plastron. Gently, I lapped tha under ridge of his cock as a needy moan gasped from his throat. My hands spread his ass cheeks wide fer me. His thick lime green muscles glistened under tha light, a rock hard cock with two perfectly round spheres set embedded in between those legs just waitin’ fer me ta take a taste. Fuck me. My lips puckered around his bulbous head as my head bobbed down. His back craned, teeth grittin’ as ta not make so much noise.

His cock is long and thick, I can feel his pulse in my throat as I take him deeper and deeper. And his cock just kept getting harder. My thumb slipped ta his perineum using some of my own drool ta lubricate tha area, slowly pluggin’ my thumb into his tight, warm back door. Tha sweat was beadin’ and rolling down his brown as his thighs widened for me, welcoming my thumb now two knuckles deep into his body. Precum was strandin’ from tha tip of his cock ta his plastron. I knew he was ready.

I slipped back ta my feet, our lips crashin’ together again as I tugged my shorts down lettin’ my massive cock free. I lined my head up with his tight hot ring and slowly sunk myself up into him. I could feel his body trembling but his hips kept pressin’ inta mine.

“This what cha want fearless? Hm? Ya want me ta fuck ya don’t cha?”

His blue eyes opened fer tha first time since tha encounter, gazin lovingly inta my own eyes.

“Please?”

My hips retract as his mouth purses into a silent moan, tha tight pull he had on my cock nearly makin’ me explode right then and there. But I held myself together, plungin’ myself deeper into his tight cavern.

“Harder. Please harder.”

He’s beggin’ fer me now which if you’ve been readin’ up on my journal… you know that’s a weak spot fer me. I tuck my arms beneath his legs, pinnin’ him tight against the wall as I sink myself in deeper and faster until little spurts of cum began ta pulse from his cock and he came unraveled in my arms. I pulled him up away from tha wall, hips still thrusting deeply up inside of his tightness until I felt tha sweet release of my own orgasm pull through my body.

We stood there for a moment, both of us catchin’ our breath and me catchin’ fearless smiling fer a change. I slowly retracted my cock from him and set him down, helping him get his gear and pants back inta place. All tha while he had this giddiness about him that I’d never seen before.

“So I take it I’m forgiven?”

I smirked with a chuckle as I pat him on tha ass.

“For now… We’ll see what happens next time.”

[catmillers]

"Okay, here's the deal, you're gonna tell me why you got such a big fuckin' attitude," Cat said pointedly, gesturing with her flashlight, the beam pointing around the room before landing back on Wiley, light pointing directly on her face. "Look," Cat said lowering the light so it was now aimed on the ground, "I get it fuckin' blows, it's horrible, whatever colorful adjective you wanna describe it with – but lashin' out at people who probably don't wanna be here either ain't the way – I don't wanna have t' rock your shit but if I feel so moved, I fuckin' will, got it?"

@wileydepot

[cartoonfangirl1218]

I can do it, I can run, I can hunt you down You can try, but you can't stop me 'cause I'm gaining ground I'm light on my feet, and I'm quick to the punch I had a heavy breakfast but a real light lunch

I'm a raging bonfire, a cherry bomb I'm me

I'm rough and tumble, I'm the one to beat I'm a fresh coat of blacktop burning at your feet I got a poisonous sting, when I rain, I pour I'm the best of the best, I'm the soup du jour

I'm smooth as glass and sharp as a tack I'm me I'm the last and best stick of gum in the pack I'm me

I'm a strong woman, fast-talkin', big, bad, dog walkin' Highfalutin, drum-beatin', foot-stompin', corn-poppin' Speedin' locomotive that just won't stop I'm a hot apple pie with a cherry on the top I'm a crowd-pleasin', head-spinnin', winnin' in the ninth innin' Whip-lashin', record-smashin', black-tie party crashin' Cyclone of fun, I'm an army of one I'm strawberry sprinkles on a hot cross bun

I'm a blood red rose with a string of thorns I'm me I'm a heart shaped locket on a gold steel chain I'm me I'm a big haymaker in a title fight I'm a cute black kitten with a nasty bite I'm an action double-feature on a Friday night

I'm me I'm me

[jumeratnabila]

Didn't you know that there is someone who watches her silently, who keeps her small details, her looks, her habitations, her reactions, she knows all of this, she knows about her love for tea, poetry and her love for the tenderness of Hanan Lashin, she knows how much she loves books and writing and is fascinated by all who read her.

He was writing for her while he had never written to anyone, he read for her while he was bored from a few pages, how strange is it to us, all things become easy if we look at them with the eye of love, and if we do them with love! 💜

#سماح_خالد