#NIKA THAT IS A PREDATOR

[kromato]

Nika has no fear

[rabbitlord]

Poor Nika, seen barely avoiding suffocation by Dread Chuchu's hairpuff.

[drachonia]

𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐀'𝐒 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓.

In the spirit of trickery and treatery, I'm going to be focusing on characters from Ikemen Villains, both EN and JP. If you're worried about spoilers, feel free to skip reading a few, I don't mind it. I'll be taking from two lists by my friends Nati, Mimi, Valkyyriia and Mo here since I liked them both.

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟏 ❧ Bondage ♡ Role-Reversal ❧ Harrison Gray 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟐 ❧ Pussy/Cock Worship ♡ Roleplay ❧ Roger Barel 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟑 ❧ Face-Sitting ♡ Intercrural Sex ❧ Elbert Greetia 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟒 ❧ Food Play ♡ Biting/Marking ❧ Jude Jazza 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟓 ❧ Pussy/Cock Drunk ♡ Double Penetration ❧ Ring Schwarz 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟔 ❧ Feather Play ♡ Untouched ❧ Darius Vogel 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟕 ❧ Size Kink ♡ Blood Play ❧ Ellis Twilight 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟖 ❧ Workplace Sex ♡ Sex in a Vehicle ❧ Alfons Sylvatica 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟗 ❧ Impact Play ♡ Guided Masturbation ❧ Nika Schwarz 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟎 ❧ Accidental Stimulation ♡ Body Part Worship ❧ Jude Jazza 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟏 ❧ Mirror Sex ♡ Oral ❧ Alfons Sylvatica 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟐 ❧ First Times ♡ Role-Reversal ❧ William Rex 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟑 ❧ Dirty Talk ♡ Dacryphilia ❧ Alfons Sylvatica 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟒 ❧ Overstimulation ♡ Toys ❧ Darius Vogel 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟓 ❧ Nipple Orgasms ♡ Lactation/Pregnant Sex ❧ Darius Vogel 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟔 ❧ Predator/Prey ♡ Degradation ❧ Nica Schwarz 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟕 ❧ Breeding ♡ Orgasm Denial ❧ Ring Schwarz 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟖 ❧ Praise Kink ♡ ABO/Omegaverse ❧ Jude Jazza 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟗 ❧ Watersports ♡ Begging ❧ Nika Schwarz 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟎 ❧ Non-Human Characters/Traits ♡ Sexual Roleplay ❧ Nika Schwarz 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟏 ❧ Blade/Gun Play ♡ Spanking/Impact Play ❧ Nica Schwarz 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟐 ❧ Casual Sex/FwB ♡ Switching Partners ❧ William Rex (unfinished) 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟑 ❧ Massages ♡ Temperature Play ❧ Liam Evans 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟒 ❧ Somnophilia ♡ Against the Wall ❧ Ellis Twilight 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟓 ❧ Outdoors/Public ♡ Breath Play ❧ Jude Jazza 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟔 ❧ Spitroasting ♡ Double Penetration ❧ Alfons Sylvatica 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟕 ❧ Curses ♡ Teasing ❧ Nika Schwartz 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟖 ❧ See Day ♡ Twenty-Five ❧ Jude Jazza 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟗 ❧ Shower/Bath ♡ Gagging ❧ Roger Barel 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟑𝟎 ❧ Jealous Sex ♡ Window/Balcony ❧ Nika Schwarz 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟑𝟏 ❧ Free ♡ Day ❧ Days 8, 15, and 29 all released! Happy Halloween, Fairytale Keepers!

[kaizokuou-ni-naru]

I love seeing your posts about the naming conventions when it comes to Nika and Oda showing how good he is at name games lol. I think it makes it even better considering that Nika’s other epithet, “Joy Boy” is an actual Haitian deity associated with happiness and drums, seen as a general bringer d good times. Not much is actually written down about Joy Boy unfortunately and it could be because these were oral traditions passed on slave ships.

There’s a book though that was published in 1987 called “The Encyclopedia of Things That Never Were: Creature, Places and People” that talks about Joy Boy and his origins in Africa and Haiti!

Seems like Oda really likes his research! :]

a friend of mine was recently trying to find any references for the existence of this legend besides this one book, and wasn't able to turn anything up, so this does seem a little dubious to me. if anyone can by any chance point me to any sources about joy boy predating 'the encyclopedia of things that never were', i'd be really interested.

to be clear, i find the concept of nika being inspired by a haitian deity to be extremely compelling and thematically resonant. however, i'm hesitant to repeat poorly-sourced claims about religions that i'm not well-informed on, especially when it comes to african religions, where there's a lot of bad information and broad misunderstandings already out there.

that being said, even if the legend isn't real, i do think it's quite possible that the 'the encyclopedia of things that never were' entry is itself an inspiration for nika!

[deadnamedblog]

Some One Piece Theories and Hypotheses from the reread (that have yet to be confirmed or infirmed - I'm still in W7):

Christianity exists and predates Nika and some sects have merged the two religions.

"Christianity" in universe is about Nika. But the name is not in the Bible.

Nika was crucified

All principal real world religions exist in One Piece.

4 circles around 1 - not linked is a symbol for energy/power (like electricity), whereas 4 circles around 1 - linked together is the current world governement. Short circuit ?

Weaker hypotheses :

Water rings and/or anchors hanged as decoration are hidden symbol of faith. (evidence against : all OP world exemples are by the sea. Real world by the sea towns have a lot of those decorations without it having to mean anything.)

Zunisha started walking from Eneis Lobby.

Strongest Evidence to consider so far :

The cross of the church in Kuma's backstory

The illustration of Kuma's printed Bible

Nami comes from an island with at least a church in the neighbouring village and readily invokes god to pray if needed, but never heard the name "Nika".

A 1000 years old altar was used 400 years ago in Sun God worship associated with Nika. (But I have no proof of continuity)

Elumaru's cathedral in year 308 Sky Calendar. We are currently in years 1500something Sea Calendar. I don't have a calendar correspondance yet.

The damned number of crosses with sun pattern in their center

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[chaos0pikachu]

So I'm gonna go against the grain here a bit b/c this is a rant that's just built up for to long, but I actively dislike the "Luffy loves like a child/Luffy is a big kid" infantilization of Luffy. It reduces down all the best and most interesting parts of his character, feels like an excuse for ship wars not to ship him with specific characters and removes him from his own cultural context.

Like, Luffy is pretty clearly, and obviously based loosely around Son Goku both the character from Dragonball but also Sun Wukong from Journey to the West, aka the Monkey King. Dragonball is a hugely influential piece of media on shounen in general, and it predates One Piece by almost a decade - publication for Dragonball started in 1984 and ended 1995 whilst One Piece wouldn't start serialization until 1997 in Shounen Jump. Oda even details how influential Akira Toriyama's work was on him growing up and also this bit:

There's even a whole bit in Sun Wukong's history about him fighting a Dragon King (Kaido anyone?):

"Sun Wukong immediately leapt through the waterfall and traveled up the stream to find its source. His mission was successful, and he quickly returned and declared himself king. With the support of the forest monkeys, Sun Wukong quickly established himself as a powerful forest demon that would go on to battle the Dragon King and other sea demons." (source)

Now I'm not saying Luffy is like, a direct reference/incarnation of Sun Wukong or Goku, just that Oda takes a lot of inspiration from a lot of places and blends them all together in a protein smoothie and splatters it out on page.

With the Nika reveal and honestly, the most current chapters, Luffy is is meant to be seen as a liberator, but also a shounen char that goes against the standard. Oda specifically didn't want Luffy to lose "the expressions" that he found to be important to manga. Which is why Gear 5 looks like it does.

"Battle mangas have to keep getting more and more serious in order to meet the fans expectations and I've always hated that." (source)

It has nothing to do with Luffy being "child like" which, just ew everybody needs to stop this. What makes Luffy childish? That he's openly physically affectionate? That he's loud? That he's joyful? That he's reckless?

Y'all have never been to a Latin party and I can tell. (hey did everyone know that Oda said Luffy would be Brazilian "in the real world"? Now ya do!).

Luffy has a ton of emotional intelligence, if he didn't where would the crew be? Who would have known to go after Nami even after she rejected the crew? Or Robin? Or Sanji? Would Water 7 hit as hard if Luffy was just a kid "playing pirates" with Ussop? Would Alabasta or Drum Island work as much if Luffy didn't understand Chopper and Vivi on an emotional level? Dressarosa? Wano? Would Luffy punching the Celestrial Dragon work as well if he wasn't a highly emotionally motivated and intelligent character?

Luffy's whole thing is he goes to an island, meets a person, adopts them (like a true latino), learns about their issues, and decides to fight somebody in the streets b/c they made their new bestie cry.

Oh hey Robin the government is bullying you? Ussop burn the fucking flag.

People think Luffy made that decision on a whim? Luffy's dumb but he isn't stupid; Robin didn't want to live more so she didn't think she deserved to because of what the world government did to her. She needed assurance that the Straw Hats were ride-or-die for her, that they weren't going to abandon her, that not only were they going to rescue her, they were going to sail with her. Luffy knew Robin needed a commitment, and Luffy is a char of action it wasn't enough to simply say "we're going to rescue you" (as he already tried talking) Robin's trauma went to deep. She needed proof, an action, a commitment and Luffy understood that.

Same with Nami; Luffy simply waited, he knew Nami wanted to be with them, but she couldn't bring herself to admit it, to be 'weak'. So he waited, he knew she wasn't just not a bad person but that she wanted to be crew. But she needed to ask for help herself so Luffy could assure her him and the crew would be there for her.

Same with Sanji during Whole Cake (which I would go into but I don't think OP has gotten to Whole Cake yet); Luffy knew what Sanji needed to hear to come back.

"Luffy is a child" no he's not Luffy is mi chepito, mi que lindo mijo. He's a thoroughly interesting character who represents hope, joy, and liberation (like, literally, in the narrative). He'd also 100% eat a donut off the floor after an hour because it's free food and has totally tried to fit his fist and Zoro's in his mouth before.

I just wish people would give Luffy more credit this isn't the 90s anymore, stop channeling the 4kids dub energy y'all.

like idk idk idk but its a little weird the way that parts of the fandom infantilize luffy and reduce him to a dumb kid who punches hard. 'oh he's so childlike' 'oh he doesn't understand' 'oh he's so naive'. babes. he's SILLY. he views the world with a childlike wonder and prioritizes freedom n fun but he KNOWS the worst parts of life. he's seen it. his crew are a bunch of suicidal strays with tragic backstories who he gives a home. he fights oppression with his fists. he destroyed the map room at arlong park because he knew it was the physical representation of nami's trauma. when he wants to be he is so perceptive its scary (figuring out how a person ticks, his emotional intelligence, figuring out weaknesses like crocodile's (water) in minutes). he can be grim and gravely serious when necessary. but his default is his love for life and the adventure ahead of him

[nika-vincent]

Predator's trophies in Mortal Kombat XL.

Skulls: Human, Mileena, Reptile, Yautja, Alien. 

[atimefordragons]

10 Signs That You’re in a Clara Novel/Project/Writing Collab/Rp/~Thing~

tagged by @ayzrules thanks for the tag! I love tag games and talking about myself XD 

1. DRAGON MOTIFS - [svea, Vera, deevi, shiera, rhaella, ilyana, aurora, literally all of them] lmao, every character and thing ever of mine. I always loved dragons, but the obsession really just clicked in my soul when I watched emilia clarke emerge unharmed from fire with three new dragon hatchlings. after that it was forget whatever witchy and murder shit I was obsessed with as a gothic and macab tween, dragons only now and forever. the dragons can be either literal or figurative, but they are always there. The Dragon does not fear bby. 

2. FIRE & ICE DICHOTOMY - [vera, shiera, raya, svea, zlata] almost always in one person, this kind of happened by accident, I’ve always loved winter and the cold, so naturally, all my characters and worlds end up like that too, but I am also hot headed, and the obsession with dragons results in my winter princesses/queens/etc having a fire dragon while also being ruler of the snow and ice. Sometimes more metaphorically with WRC/FTC Vera, who was ruler of the coldest nation on earth and also had a bunch of nukes and wars, but also ITU Vera, again, ruler of the coldest nation in the realms, but her nuke was a literally dragon this time, she also supernaturally caused a volcanic eruption (spoilers). 

3. HATING ON/JUDGING AMERICA - [all characters] this is intrinsic to my personality. I hate America and so do all my characters. even characters that exist in realities without america, they still hate it. I will not elaborate. 

4. RUSSIANS - [ilyana, zhenya, nika, katya, marena, zlata, vika, vitya, dima, kolya, raya, vova, etc] honestly, I don’t know where my russian obsession started, predates eurovision, post-dragon, but not by much, like, I just woke up one day and decided 80% of my characters are gonna be russian from now on. They tend to be oligarchs, FSB/KGB, bratva is a newer trend for moi. I dunno, but I, a person who has never been to Russia and is not remotely Russian in any way, got brainrot for Russia and Russian history, hmu with them imperial, communist, and modern facts. See you all at Blue Light next year. 

5. BOURGEOISIE -  [99.9% of all my characters] moi: fucking hates capitalism and finds a way to blame everything on capitalism, also me: makes 99.9% of my characters ungodly wealthy. it’s about the financial security and desire for things. probably. idk, but tis my thing, probably one of my oldest things, always loved royalty and nobility, I tend to make vieux riche as opposed to nouveau riche characters, defunct titles, lost glory and all that.

6. THINLY VEILED REFERENCES TO PPL - [lol, not gonna out myself] this isn’t always a negative, this is something that started in like middle school when I would name characters after my friends and just base their personalities on them without having to think, as I got older, this shifted into being references to other characters, like I’ve made an Oikawa and an Ushijima, etc, and still do that, but on the flipside, also use this to create characters based on people I detest and vicariously act out vengeance. 

7. SASS MASTER MEDIEVAL FEMINIST - [élodie i] there were others, but I like to think I’ve grown past this a little, like, don’t get me wrong, I still got my medieval snarky ass ladies who are all for the girl power, but that exact level of my writing at the time was pretty white feminist, and I’m woc, so pathetic me. hopefully, you can find more dynamic and evolved versions of this trope in my writing now, but whatever. I write for me and my friends to enjoy, my bad writing is your problem guys. 

8. DESTRUCTION OF A RELIGIOUS ORGANIZATION - [into the unknown, for the crown, serve or burn] this isn’t as common as the other things, but in a setting where I have full control of the world, there’s always something like this, either it is christianity, or is a thinly veiled reference to it. Look, while I do technically agree that there’s no such thing as an “evil religion”, there is nothing more evil than the christain organization, usually I mean catholism, but the evangelicals and mormons are weird and fucked up cults too. Anyway, imma die bitter about all the damage christanity has done to the world, so in my worlds, it gets burned to the ground. I am not sorry.   

9. MALE LOVER BOYS ARE JUST A MANIESTFATION OF JOHN MULANEY’S “MY WIFE IS A BITCH AND I LIKE HER SO MUCH” - [nika, lucas, ademir, vorian, kolya, etc ] listen, the only type of male lover I want are those who are deeply devoted to the subject of their affections, no “I lie to protect you” bullshit, they’re pretty, usually buff, but not necessarily, that’s just a common aesthetical attraction choice of mine, and they have like skills and talent I guess, but most of the time they stand behind their wife while she does whatever is plot relevant and hold her hand when she’s sad. 

10. A WORLD THAT’S TOO BIG AND TAKES TO LONG TO DEVELOP - [see; into the unknown] listen, listen, I know this is like, a problem with me, okay? I make the world too big and get buried in all the plots and the calendars and the timelines and the history and it’s all an exhausting mess that I never quite finish. but, whatever. I can’t have a basic ass world with no detail, I hate that shit, I’d rather take forever building the world, than the world being empty. 

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[clearnightmarepizza]

Why has Nika changed her first name to Paris and why is this “Paris” following and friends with a MINOR(Asiapoohvu) on imvu???

CRAVEYDIVAxBH user = 241132489

She’s 28 and is friends/following 16-13 year olds on vu... she’s kind of doing a predator move and that’s not allowed on vu... she’s a creeper for sure. awareness is important, please don’t let her get away with these crimes. because in real life, a 28 year old going after a 16 year old or 13 year old is ILLEGAL.

[randomnessunicorn-imagine]

Hi there! I was hoping I could request a little writing/drabble from you where the female reader and Dukat are in a bit of a sudden argument over something and in the heat of everything, the reader accidentaly confesses that they have romantic feelings for him and...he's actually kind of surprised because he feels the same way about them. If you're not interested or you can't think of anything good, that's quite alright! Thank you~~

{ Uhm, interesting.

I took the liberty of using oneof the bad things happen prompts, because I really want to use them.

Then I have something specific inmind and, honestly, with Dukat I don’t imagine anything good, romantic orhappy, so this story doesn’t have an happy ending.

Here the reader is a Bajoranwoman named Laha Herjea, you can also see her as an OC. It takes place during the occupation of Bajor. Herethe station is still called Terok Nor.

I’m satisfied of this fanfictionand I took several hours to end it so I hope you guys will read and like it. Ihad fun writing it and I needed some angst. Yes, there is a lot of angst here! }

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Don’t forget to tell me your opinion about and leave a like or share if you liked it, it would make the writer very happy.

Prompt: Grief / Mourning

Challenge by @badthingshappenbingo

Words Count: 4171

Fandom: Star Trek DS9

Pairing: Dukat x Female! Bajoran Reader / Bajoran OC!

Triggers: Cardassian Oppressors, occupation of Bajor, angst, death, suicidal gesture, prisoner. But Dukat acts strangely nice.

– The beauty and the Reptile

~ PART 1 ;

A terrible fate fell on Bajor; afate of terror, destruction and desolation because Bajor wasn’t the planet of atime anymore but something else. It was infected by a virus, it was justdestroyed and usurped like the population who lived here. They had been treatedas slaves, strangers of their own land by the invaders of another planet, theirunexpected oppressors.

Cold-hearted aliens had stolentheir home, plundered their fields, killed their children and abducted theirwomen for their own pleasure, because they just felt superior. The Cardassian,their slavers, felt like real gods, they had even desecrated their temples anddishonoured their Prophets, but the Prophets were still there for Bajor,because nobody would have been able to stole their faith, it was immortal,immense and warm. This was the only thing the Bajoran people possessed, theirfaith in the Prophets.

The end of Bajor seemed near butthere were still people who fought for its liberation, who fought for what theybelieved, for their freedom and faith. Faith for prophets, for life and hope.Things the Bajoran cared a lot, things that had been stolen from them. Someday,they would have taken them back, no matter how hard and painful it could be,they would have won. Someday.

Laha Herjea was one of thosewomen who had been brought to Terok Nor, the space station of the Cardassians,to become the lady-in-waiting of one of them.

Actually, entire groups ofBajoran women had been stolen from their family and conducted there for thesame reason.

She didn’t even want to thinkabout her fate because it didn’t appear bright or worthy to be lived, it seemedterrifying and all the women around her were crying, were lost and scared andsome of them would have wanted to die rather than face this terrible destiny.

Laha didn’t live a long life, shewas only 19 years old when she was taken and brought to Terok Nor.

She lived with her father and herbrothers in a little town in the South of Bajor. Her mother Zaha died when shewas 15 years old because of an illness, while her father Janal was a farmer,just like her big brother Nika. Her other brother Paarya was a professor ofBajoran history and this was the subject she would have desired to study, thepath she would have liked to follow, because she estimated a lot her brotherand she wanted to spread her culture all over the universe. This was her dreambut it had been broken before it could even start.

“What do they want to do withus?” a woman said, looking around.

Laha didn’t know either of thesewomen but she could perceive their fear and preoccupation because she felt thesame feelings but she didn’t say a thing because the question of the woman wasabout to be answered.

A group of Cardassian soldierscame in, their looks were curious, they started scrutinizing the Bajoran womenas predators who were chasing after their prey.

Laha tried not to be scared bythese reptile men and she just looked at the void in front of her, but she wasable to hear the deep breaths of her companions, the way they trembled andsighed.

Some of the Cardassians laughedseeing the young women so terrified and vulnerable until a voice scolded them.

“Sirs, get a hold of yourself!”and then all the Cardassian soldiers became serious, standing at attention,“Can’t you see? These poor ladies are completely uncomfortable. They shouldfeel like home here.”

Another Cardassian man walkedinto the room, he was the possessor of the voice, that rough and severe voicewho was able to stop their laughing.

The man grinned, tall and fierce,admiring the line of women and studying them as if they were kinds of pieces ofart.

Laha supposed he was their bossbecause all the other Cardassians looked at this man with respect and fear,even she felt intimidated from this sinister character.

There was something in his eyesshe could not define, maybe it was lust, a malicious curiosity, or maybe it waspride, the kind of hubris of someone who felt better than anyone else, maybe hetruly felt superior, perhaps even more superior than the other Cardassians,this was the first impression she had of this man.

Soon, she even learnt his name,“I’m Gul Dukat, nice to meet you, my gentle ladies. I’m the one who controls this Station, you can consider me as your mentor, your new family because thisstation will be your new home.” He smiled, “Terok Nor is very big andlonely, and your job is to keep it warm and lively. Don’t see yourself as mereslaves, you’re more than that. You’re guests.”

Yes, guests that had beenkidnapped from their land and given to these malicious and merciless reptiles,she thought, it could not be defined as a gentle act of courtesy.

Dukat appeared veryself-confident, austere but kind in his strange ways but she didn’t trusthim.

Nobody trusted him.

Then he placed his glance on her,Laha didn’t look in the other direction, she just stared, serious and cold. Herlast desire was to lose her integrity and honour because of some Cardassian.

Dukat smiled, and then spoke,still looking in her eyes, “Let’s get to know each other better.”

He still didn’t take his eyes offof Laha, it seemed he was speaking with her and maybe he had already taken hisdecision and in that moment, when Dukat spoke to her, she understood she was inserious trouble.

“What’s your name?” he asked witha soft tone of voice.

“Laha Herjea.” She answered, coldbut polite.

“Oh, such an adorable name.You’re very young.” Then he got closer and raised her chin with his thinfingers, “And very beautiful.”

Dukat caressed her cheek, histouch was cold but soft, and then he moved a lock of her light brown hairbehind her ear.

His grin made her shivering as ifsuddenly the temperature got lower, it was not a pleasant feeling but shenodded, trying to stay calm and do not lose her mind.

Dukat still smiled, something ofhis smile frightened her but also made her wondering what was hidden behindthat mask of charm and self-confidence.

The meeting with the Cardassianslasted ten minutes and everyone left after they all chose their lady-in-waitingand ordered to their Bajoran counsellor –a traitor, she would say- to dress thewomen up in a more decent and delightful way, as if they were real dolls, just little toys that had to satisfyevery kind of fantasy of their oppressors.  

Then Laha’s fate was clearer thanbefore, her preoccupation became reality and she just could not escape from thissituation. The only thing she could do was hoping, hoping the Prophets wouldhave given to her the strength not to fall apart.

 ~ PART 2 ;

Laha had been chosen as Dukat’smaid, he said it was the greatest honour and she was lucky. She had privilegesall the other Bajoran maids didn’t have. She wondered which privileges theywere.

It was her first day of work as maid, she was in his office, he was reading some documents without paying herany attention, and maybe he didn’t even know she was there and that she wouldlike to be somewhere else.

“Oh, sorry, my dear. I was sodistracted by these bureaucracy documents, it’s so boring but job must bedone.” He said, placing his papers on his table, hands joined and his usualconfident smile on his face. Laha found all of this disgusting but she didn’treply.

“I’m such a bad host, I haven’teven offered you a proper meal, you must be hungry.” Then he stood up, reachingthe replicators, “What would you like to eat? Some typical Bajoran plate?Unluckily, I’m not an expert but I could ask to our chef to prepare something specialand real. I don’t really appreciate these food simulacrums. It doesn’t do anyjustice to the original flavours of our dishes.”

Dukat kept speaking, he was agreat talker, and his tone was always so courteous and soft, Laha asked herselfif he was really the person he appeared to be. She didn’t know enough about himyet.

“So, dear Laha, what’s youranswer?” he asked again and then he looked at her, getting closer.

“Honestly, I’m not hungry, atall.” It was a lie but it wasn’t, too. Because her hunger went away the moment shecrossed the door, it vanished and she only was confused and mad. Even if on herface any emotion could be read.

“Are you sure?” he asked,suspicious.

Laha just nodded.

He didn’t appear angry and heseemed understanding, then he asked to his Bajoran Counsellor to accompany Lahato his quarters where she should have prepared herself and waited for him tohave dinner together since it was still morning and he had a lot of work to do.

Laha didn’t like this idea but,at least, he didn’t insist and left her alone.

Dukat’s quarters were very big,comfortable and elegant, they had the typical Cardassian décor but she didn’tcare a lot about it. She still found her out of place.

Then she admired the space out ofthe window and she observed Bajor, her home planet, how beautiful it was fromup there, she thought, and she could not reach it. She could not break thisglass and jump there. Warm tears crossed her cheeks as she contemplated herhome, she sighed, sad and alone. Then she fell on her knees and prayed theProphets to look after her family, to help her people and herself to believe.Help her to be strong and do not give up.

Then she put herself on the couchand she fell asleep.

Laha stood alone there, asleepand annihilated, for the rest of the day.

 ***

Dukat found Laha still sleeping,traces of tears still wet her face.

His expression was mortified, buthe didn’t wake her up but he just relaxed himself, reading a book and observinghis sleeping guest.

Laha was not tall but not evenshort, she was about 1.7 metres tall, but she looked so delicate, thin andinnocent there.

After some minutes, she moved andshe woke up.

“Oh, welcome back in reality,dear Laha.” He said, his tone seemed ironical, because this was not the realityshe wanted to live.

She had had a very beautifuldream, she dreamt of her family, she was gardening with her father, it was asunny day and Bajor was luxuriant, free from every oppressor but it was only adream.

Then Dukat stood up and seatednext to her, caressing her cheeks and realized, she had cried.

“You haven’t cried because youmissed me, haven’t you?” he asked, whispering and she blushed, she hatedherself for it.

Laha didn’t answer because it wasa stupid question, she had thousands of reasons to cry.

“You’re not so talkative, I’msorry, I’m just impatient to know you better.” He said, smiling, “But you don’thave to worry about your family.” And she opened her eyes wide.

“Oh, I’ve caught your attention.”He grinned, “By the way, they’re fine, I don’t want you to be sad, they’ve notbeen hurt.” His voice was gentle but Laha didn’t smile back.

How could she trust the man whohad abducted her and forced her to live in this station?

“Should I believe you?” sheasked, serious and wary.

“Oh, finally, you’re speaking.”He seemed satisfied, “I’m telling the truth and, since I don’t want you tomistrust me, I’ll permit you to speak to them and ask them in person how dothey feel.”

Dukat’s words surprised her, shewould have never expected such a proposal.

“Really? Can I see my father?”she asked.

“Yes, you can… But then you haveto stay and enjoy your permanence.”

It sounded more like a threatthan a gift, even if Laha didn’t have any choice, she had to stay here, she waslike a prisoner, so she just nodded because if she would have the chance to seeher father, how could she refuse.

“Now that you feel morereassured, can we have dinner?” he asked, smirking.

Laha forgot about her hunger, andshe felt a little better after his promise.

She guessed, he could havechanged his mind if she would have refused his invitation and it was only a dinner.

In fact, it was just a dinner andLaha was surprised how good he behaved. Dukat didn’t make her uncomfortable ortouch her, he just spoke a lot, he spoke so much but she didn’t care and shejust nodded, faking smiles and filled her stomach.

This man was kinder than shethought for being a Cardassian and maybe she had judged him too fast.

 ***

Several days passed and Laha wasable to speak with her father. He was fine and her brothers as well.

The Cardassians didn’t hurt themand this was a miracle because she heard so many bad stories about otherfamilies she knew. Maybe she was truly lucky. These were the privileges Dukat hadtalked about.

“Are you ok, dear?” her fatherasked.

“Yes, I’m fine, they didn’t hurtme, they give me food, a bed to sleep…” She smiled at her father.

“It would be better if you wouldbe here.” he said and then the signal started freaking out until the video communicatorblacked out.

“Dad! Dad, what happened?” shespoke to the black monitor and she sighed.

At least, she had the chance tosee him, for some minutes but she was glad he was fine. Now she had to keep herpromise too and just appreciate her forced permanence on Terok Nor.

 ***

 “Have you seen your father?”Dukat asked.

“Yes, but not for a long time, thevideo blocked at a certain point.” She explicated.

“Oh, I’m sorry, you’ll try againanother time.” he smiled and then he took her hands, delicately.

His skin was so cold, it wasstrange, she could not define this feeling.

Somehow, she found it pleasant,different from the first time she met him. She wasn’t afraid anymore.

Since now, he had only treatedher as a special friend, a real guest, with respect, kindness and a sort ofdevotion as if he was afraid of offending her.

Dukat always had that sinistersmile on his face, the one that hid something, but she learnt to ignore it andjust appreciate his company. Laha would lie to herself if she said she feltuncomfortable with him.

Then Dukat got closer and hetouched her cheek and kissed her lips gently, so delicate, chaste, she barelyperceived it, Laha didn’t move and the Bajoran let him to get further. His kissbecame more passionate until she was unable to resist and Laha just kissed himback, her senses were completely lost, and her mind possessed by her lustingemotions.

He embraced her in a strong hug,even if his skin was cold, she could perceive warmth and her entire body washeating up.

Everything happened so naturally,with no pressure, no excuse and she felt good, loved and satisfied.

She had to trust him, she had noreason to misbelieving and she was glad, if any prisoner could feel fine in itsprison but she didn’t feel as a prisoner anymore.  

Laha had found her new home hereon Terok Nor, here in Dukat’s arms.

 ~ PART 3 ;

A month passed and Laha evenforgot about her previous issues.

She still missed her home and so Dukatpromised her they would have visited Bajor but this promise had not been kept yetbut she knew he had a lot of work to do.

Despite her beautiful days, thesituation on Bajor was still hard because people still died of hunger, childrenwere still killed, cities were destroyed and nothing really changed. Bajorbecame a hell and the Cardassians were the demons who ruled it.

Laha was used to spend her daysin Dukat’s quarters reading, writing or sewing clothes but some other times shewas even able to take walks through the promenade or talk with the Constable Odo.Laha didn’t go so far because she didn’t want to meet other Cardassians, shecould trust Odo but walking with all those Cardassians around made her veryuncomfortable.

During one of these walks, sherealized an awful truth, the truth she had ignored until now. The reality sheleft behind, the agony every Bajoran was living. She forgot everything and afeeling of doom and guilt took possession of his mind and heart. Because shefelt like a traitor, like an enemy.

She was living carefree, safe andsound in Dukat’s quarters, while her people were fighting and dying for theirplanet.

A peculiar fact had opened her eyes,because that day took place a riot in the middle of the promenade. Some Bajoranworkers revolted against the Cardassians, it seemed, it was an organizedassault. They were three members of the resistance of Bajor but they had beencaught and executed.

Laha was there, on the top of thepromenade and she observed the scene from above as the men screamed, fought andthen fell on the cold ground as dead weights but they were not dead yet. Thiswas not the end they deserved, it would have been too gentle for theCardassians.

Those men had been hanged infront of everyone, their last words had been prayers dedicated to the Prophets.

Laha saw, she saw all of it andshe was left speechless as the men died, but they didn’t cry, they were proudand even glad to die for their people. They didn’t lose this battle becausethey became martyrs.

Then she understood. Lahaunderstood it was unfair, she lost her mind, her dignity. She was just anobject, a little toy, she lived in a golden cage and those people, the peoplewho had killed her compatriots, had put her in that cage. She could not be gladof it anymore. Could not be blind anymore.

Laha started crying and then sherun away to her quarters, she could not stand it anymore.

She wanted to forget the terriblescene she had already seen and just disappear and sleep forever.

 ***

 Dukat tried to comfort her but hefailed

“I didn’t want you to see that,it was awful…” he said, “I’m sorry, dear.” He spoke, kissing her wet cheeks, sogentle, so mortified.

“What did they do?” she asked,sighing.

“They have injured a Cardassian guard andtry to escape.” He said, his tone was neutral and it seemed, it was a logicalreason to execute someone.

“Why kill them?” she asked andher tone was harsher, because she could not still accept it. She could notunderstand it.

Dukat seemed confused and thatquestion was strange because it was the normal procedure. Killing Bajorans wasnormal for any Cardassian. Especially for him.

“Who gave the order? Who hasdecided the execution?” she asked and Dukat’s face freeze.

Laha understood, it was soobvious and she felt stupid, naïve and scared because she was facing the personwho had condemned those men. The person who had killed so many Bajorans and shehad even loved that person. She felt dirty, outraged and she stood up, shaking.

“No, it’s not me, they haveassaulted a group of Cardassians, they were dangerous. They were members of theresistance.” Dukat explained as if it was not a real problem.

“No, they were not dangerous.They were slaves, all we Bajorans are slaves for you. I’m just a slave foryou.” Laha burst into tears.

“No, dear, you’re not a slave.Believe me, you have nothing to do with that. You should have not stayed thereand seen that scene.” Dukat seemed anxious but he didn’t lose his temperament.

“No, you have lied to me untilnow. How could I be so blind? So stupid?” Laha didn’t want to listen to hislies any longer.

“No, Laha, it’s not truth, I’venever lied to you. I truly love you.” Dukat said and she could not understandif those words were lies or maybe he truly felt something for her.

Only echoes were crossing hermind, the voices of those Bajoran men who hung on the promenade, their prayersand the cries of all the Bajoran who were dying.

Then she just hid inside her roomand there she stayed for several days, before she took a decision.

If Terok Nor was her new home, itwould have been her grave, too.

 ***

Laha spent three days locked inher room and Dukat was very worried about her

He didn’t pressure her or forcedher to invite him to enter, he also called his Bajoran counsellor but it was useless.Laha didn’t want to talk with anybody.

The execution of those men hadshocked her so much that she became even unable to fall asleep without hearingtheir screams, the words of hatred the Cardassians told to them as they hang tothe rope. She could not save them, she could not do anything, she just watched themdying.

The next day, Laha decided to goout of her room, she took a sonic shower and then she kneeled and she prayedthe Prophets for her people, for Bajor and for herself. She asked to theProphets to forgive her because she had betrayed her compatriots and she feltas if she deluded the Prophets, too. She didn’t feel as a true Bajoran no more.

“Oh, dear, finally you came outof there. How are you?” Dukat asked, he seemed truly worried.

For once, his voice appearedsincere and even his grin was not sinister or lascivious. He didn’t even smile.

“I’m fine.” She said, withoutlooking at him, she just observed the space in front of the window.

“What are you doing?” he asked,he was not used to see her like that.

“I’m talking with the Prophets.”Laha said.

Since she knew Dukat, she hadstopped praying so often and she hadn’t realized it at first. Staying in thisplace made her forget about her true values. What she was before had stopped existingthe moment she fell in love with him. It was true, an awful truth.

Dukat didn’t answer and he lether pray, totally unaware of the world she had inside, of the thoughts she washaving that moment.

Laha understood. The moment hadcome.

  ***

 Laha stood up, leaving herquarters and then she kept walking through the promanade.

She stood there, in the sameplace where those men died, where their bodies were hanging and she still feltsad for them but nothing else. She just felt anything at all.

The young Bajoran placed herhands on the handrail and she climbed it, it was a sort of ledge, she couldobserve the Cardassian guards who walked under her.

She stood up on the handrail andshe closed her eyes.

No sounds could be heard, no morevoices of desperation or cries, but only the warm embrace of the Prophets, ifthey would have ever forgiven her, was waiting for her on the other side.

Then she jumped, her body aslight as a feather but her mind so heavy, full of thoughts and worries.

Everything just disappeared.

May the Prophets forgive hersins.

 ***

 Everything happened so fast,nobody realized it at first.

Some Cardassian guards hadpointed to her and other Bajorans that were there started screaming.

Surprisingly, the most shocked onewas Dukat, he was not there when it happened and he just saw the corpse of thewoman he loved in the sickbay, lifeless, cold and broken.

He should have known, maybe he hadsuspected it but he just ignored the signals because he was still too selfishto care about somebody else.

That same day, Dukat made Lahacorpse transported to her home on Bajor, giving Laha’s body to her father.

That was the place where sheshould have been, where she should have returned.

Dukat hoped he would haveaccompanied her there, and maybe even the occupation would have stopped and anew era would have come but reality was different from his dreams.

He was not welcome in in thathouse, nowhere on Bajor, but he felt glad he had been able to love someone likeher. Maybe she saw something good in him, not everyone was able of this, butnow everything was over and he could only mourn the death of a person he trulyloved. Because it was not a lie, not an illusion or a Cardassian trick. It waslove and it was dead, it was resting with her, in her grave.

It was more than that.

It was the love of a marthyr.

[comparativeoracle]

Deer. Art by Corina Nika & Theo Dadamis, from the Cosmic Wild Oracle Deck.

Throughout the world, Deer symbolizes tenderness tempered with strength. This allows Deer Spirit to act even when obstacles challenge the path. Deer also comes as a playmate for our inner child reminding us of innocent times where the smallest flower provided a smile and excitement.

Deer medicine is strongly connected to the heart chakra. Where there is ambition, there is also love for inspiration. Deer, even when running from a predator, remains graceful. This means that Deer Spirit appearing in your life acts as a teacher of how to be gentle, determined and sure even in difficult situations. Remember that a gentle soul is not a helpless one. Deer wisdom shows you how to use your great horns for defense.

[drachonia]

𝐚 𝐮 𝐭 𝐮 𝐦 𝐧 .

Kinktober 2024 Day 16 Nika Schwarz x OC (Sigrid)

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: I love this fictional man too much. 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: @candiedcoffeedrops @candied-boys 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: mild predator-prey/chasing plot, mostly outdoor sex, couple being goofy.

Brunette curls ducked beneath a low-hanging branch, the scent of oak and cedar hanging heavy in the autumn air as paws turned to delicate feet that sunk into the earth.

That should shake him, the young werewolf thought to herself as her muscles relaxed, looking for the clothing stash she had put nearby, only to find the spot had been uncovered and clothes missing.

“Looking for these, wölfin?” A smooth and lilting voice called from behind her.

“Merde.” Sigrid cursed under her breath as she looked in exasperation over her shoulder at the haughty smirk of her partner as he gently tossed the rolled bundle of clothing in his open palm with a wide smirk, his own fangs showing. As smug as he looked, she couldn’t help but notice the way his eyes roamed her bare skin.

“Fine, you win,” She huffed, rolling her bi-colored eyes at him, “What do you want, tres chère?” She sighed as he edged closer to her, his arms encircling her waist and pulling her roughly against him as his tongue brushed over his lips hungrily, “Can I do whatever I want to my darling mate?” A ringed hand traced down her spine as she sank further into him, her breathing relaxing into a steady rhythm while his sped up.

“Of course, but don’t treat me like a doll, or I’ll knock your fangs straight from your skull.” She glared at him, her lips pulled into a pout as he laughed softly, fingers digging into her skin, “Good, I wasn’t planning on letting you go easy.” He hummed as his teeth dragged over her skin lightly, but didn’t sink in. It was so easy to bite into a human or animal for feeding, but Nika was all too intrigued and entranced by the way her skin was slightly more resistant to every bite of his. He thought of it like biting into gelatin versus a frozen dessert, they were both soft, but one was far easier to bite out of than the other. And for some reason the vampire enjoyed that feeling mixed with how addictive her blood was. Her scent almost drew him back into his memories when he felt her fingers drag over his chest through his thin shirt, “Nn!” He grunted against her throat, lifting his head to look in her eyes, muted red hues only growing darker in desire as he delved in to kiss her lips.

The embrace was sweet at first, but turned as deep and wild as woodland surrounding them. Sigrid growled against his mouth, running her tongue over his fangs and gently pressing against them until she tasted the tang of copper with each kiss, holding the vampire close to her.

“You really…shouldn’t have done that..” he huffed with heavy breaths, eyes narrowing to slits as he turned his head and ran his fangs over her collar as a warning.

“I shouldn’t have, but if getting what I want means I have to play dirty with you, I’ll do it over and over again.” Sigrid hummed beneath his lips as he brushed them over her soft skin, growling possessively and sinking his teeth into her neck as he tugged at his belt roughly, tossing it to the forest floor and pinning her against a nearby tree.

“You’re an expert at driving me wild.” Nika breathed as he braced his hands against the bark of the large pine, pushing into her and biting into her neck once more as he slowly thrust deeper and deeper, until he was fully inside her. The steady pace he’d set mixed with the comforting warmth of her body and the taste of her addictive blood pushed against any restraint he had, the vampire moaning and whimpering into her skin.

“Mmph! Nika…ah!” Her nails dug into his back and clawed at his loose shirt while he pumped his hips faster, finally releasing her neck like he’d resurfaced from drowning. Of course for him, it was the most savory kind of asphyxiation.

“Sig…ngh!” He gasped into the crook of her neck and lapped any dripping blood from her skin as he rutted into her wildly, the soft smack of skin echoing through the woods as he lifted her thighs around his hips and against his sides, “Cum for me first, please…” he groaned in her ear, feeling her flinch slightly as she dragged her nails against the tree bark behind her, resisting the urge. Nika growled at this, pressing his hips flush against hers with a harsh thrust and making sure to grind against every bit of her folds as he did, “Cum, Sigrid.” His crimson eyes stared into her slightly teary ones as she whimpered his name in a breathy voice and let go, soaking him enough that it dripped around the base of his length.

The vampire followed his lover with a strained moan and gave one last thrust, nice and deep as he filled her to the brim, arms winding around her and pulling her flush against his chest once he’d pulled out. The pair flopped down among the mass of fallen leaves, curling up together for a moment to catch their breath.

“Damn, I love you.” He chuckled breathlessly, cradling her head to his chest and reaching across the ground for her bundle of clothing he’d dropped. Untying the cord, he pulled the articles out for her, pausing when he caught sight of a familiar shirt, “Is this one of mine?”

Sigrid froze up for a second, snatching it from him and pulling it on before he could get a better look, but the flush on her cheeks gave it away.

“It is my shirt! You naughty girl!” He laughed and pulled her close, a bright and boyish grin on his face as he pulled her back to him and pressed an adoring kiss to her cheek while she groaned in embarrassment.

“Uh huh, make fun of the werewolf for coveting her favorite scents, go on!” She snapped, unable to dampen her mate’s chuckles and smiles as he nuzzled her sweetly.

Ah, autumn.

[maceikblog]

Co się dzisiaj działo? #126 6.5.2022

Copa Libertadores:

Fortaleza-River Plate 1:1

RB Bragantino-Velez Sarsfield 1:1

Allianza Lima-Colo Colo 1:1

Turniej ITF w Pradze: Maja Chwalińska-Barbara Gatica 7:6(2) 6:1

NHL, play-offy:

Rangers-Penguins 5:2 (1:1 w serii)

Panthers-Capitals 5:1 (1:1 w serii)

Avalanche-Predators 2:1 po dogrywce (2:0 w serii)

Flames-Stars 0:2 (1:1 w serii)

Ekstraklasa:

Radomiak-Zagłębie 1:6

Legia-Górnik Zabrze 5:3

Mistrzostwa Świata w hokeju dywizji IA:

Korea Południowa-Litwa 3:5

Słowenia-Węgry 5:1 (awans Słowenii do Elity)

I Liga piłkarek ręcznych: KS Kościerzyna-SMS ZPRP Płock II 31:32

IPL: Mumbai Indians (177/6, Ishan Kishan 45, Murugan Ashwin 2/29) pokonali Gujarat Titans (172/5, Wridhimann Saha 55, Rashid Khan 2/24) 5 runami

Giro d'Italia,

1 etap:

Mathieu van der Poel (NL)

2. Biniam Girmay (ERI)

3. Pello Bilbao (ESP)

117. Cesare Benedetti

generalka

Mathieu van der Poel (NL)

2. Biniam Girmay (ERI)

3. Pello Bilbao (ESP)

117. Cesare Benedetti

British Masters, 2 runda: 97. Adrian Meronk (poniżej cuta, koniec turnieju)

Cztery dni Dunkierki, 4 etap:

17. Szymon Sajnok (79 w generalce)

114. Maciej Bodnar (93 w generalce)

Challenger w Saint Malo: Magda Linette-Magdalena Fręch 5:7 7:6(2) 2:6

Turniej ATP w Madrycie:

Hubert Hurkacz-Novak Djokovic 3:6 4:6

Hubert Hurkacz/John Isner-Kevin Krawietz/Andreas Mies 4:6 7:6(5) 10-5

Turniej ITF w Meerbusch: Oliwier Pieczkowski-Jonathan Mridha 6:4 3:6 5:7

Turniej ITF w Bonita Springs:

Katarzyna Kawa-Gabriela Ce 6:4 3:6 6:1

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Beach Pro Tour w Dosze:

Kinga Wojtasik/Katarzyna Kociołek-Corinne Quiggle/Sarah Schermerhorn 18:21 13:21

Michał Brył/Bartosz Łosiak-Mohamed Ihab Zaki/Abdallah Ibrahim Nassim 21-16 21-10

Jakub Zdybek/Paweł Lewandowski-Renato/Vitor Felipe 13-21 13-21

Kinga Wojtasik/Katarzyna Kociołek-Monika Paulikiene/Erika Kliokmanaite 17-21 19-21

Michał Brył/Bartosz Łosiak-Clemens Wickler/Nils Ehlers 21-19 21-19

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PDC European Tour w Leverkusen, 1 runda:

Mickey Mansell-Luke Woodhouse 0:6

Darren Penhall-Luc Peters 6:0

Dennis Nilsson-Martin Lukeman 6:3

Josh Rock-Connor Scutt 6:0

Adam Gawlas-Scott Williams 5:6

Krzysztof Kciuk-Keane Barry 6:3

Andrew Gilding-Lukas Wenig 6:3

Devon Petersen-Kevin Doets 6:5

Stephen Bunting-Maik Kuivenhoven 5:6

Daryl Gurney-Kevin Burness 6:5

Berry van Peer-Jermaine Wattimena 6:4

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Martin Schindler-Ritchie Edhouse 6:2

Rowby John Rodriguez-Nico Kurz 6:4

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