#Reina Rules

[i-create-chaos]

So you don’t wanna eat trees? Fine. Eat a highlighter instead, it has more nutritious value.

~ thy mother/niece (what the hell is going on)

But I could use the highlighter to high light unrelated information in text books :(

Ive no children! I have a mother (@shakespeare-official-account) but that is it.

[library-ghost-adjacent]

parisa kamali is just zoya nazyalensky in a different font tell me i’m wrong

[alllll-aboard]

“Why haven’t you been eating?”

-flowersbythebridge

Emmet picks at a spare thread on his chair, refusing to meet Reina’s worried gaze. Eating. Emmet hasn’t been eating, has he? It’s been all coffee and the occasional bite of a bagel, if he can manage it. He can’t manage much nowadays, not with his stomach in knots most every night.

“I am Emmet,” he murmurs, somewhat ashamed that he became so noticeable as to worry Reina, “and I am. . . fine. I ate this morning.”

He ate an old gummy worm from a pack on the counter, a mindless thing he just did. Then berated himself about because the worms were Ingo’s, and he’d be mad if Emmet ate them while he was. . . gone.

[nerice]

lightly editing tge and remembering how fucking annoying chess's speech style is. no contractions no adverbs and thank fucking god i dropped his third person self-referral for the screenplay because fucking HELL otherwise

[belle-keys]

i cannot believe it's canon that parisa is basically nico's mommy like? "eat your salad"??? getting into bed with him was a RUSE i tell you

i'm pretty sure callum, tristan, and parisa all have a single shared fantasy of tucking nico "hyperactive child" de varona into bed and leaving a glass of milk on his nightstand like there's no way they all hate him

[uniformbravo]

bocchi the rock going the extra mile to mess w one of their songs so the drums are off beat and the vocals are off key so the characters' flubbed performance actually sounds rough 👌👌👌👌👌👀💯✔✔👀👌👀💯🔥🔥🔥

[linagram]

Its board game night (INCLUDING the guards, no matter how much eiji bitches about it) who's winning, and who's flipping the board?

ohh, this is an interesting question actually! :O

i'll just rate all of my ocs from those who are the worst at playing board games to those who are the best at it

12. Shun (Poor boy doesn't understand what's going on. Too much to memorize. Too much to do. He's so confused, he will just let others win)

11. Miki (First of all, she's just like Shun and gets confused easily, it's also very hard for her to understand the game's rules. Second of all, she just lacks that competitive spirit and she prefers to let others win, because "all of them deserve to have fun")

10. Asahi (If something goes wrong, he just throws a tantrum. Also, he's just bad at playing board games, so yeah, it will be very hard for others to calm him down)

9. Aimi (She's just so happy that she can play board games with someone that she ends up paying no attention at all to the actual game. She has friends now!! They're all having fun!! Oh no, she lost. Oh well..)

8. Yurika (The thing is.. she's not even bad at playing games like that. She's actually pretty good at it. Her luck is just really bad and she ends up getting distracted/losing to people who don't even care about the game that much/etc. She pretends that everything is fine, but literally everyone can feel how angry she really is)

7. Eiji (He hates this whole thing and he believes that the prisoners shouldn't be allowed to play together like this, but eventually he agrees to do it because Miki asked him to join them. Also, he will do anything to make Kei lose and it doesn't help that Eiko keeps saying things like "I'm sure if somebody is going to win, it will be Guard-san~" He ends up losing though.)

6. Naomi (Pretty good at board games! It's not like she's an expert, but she's not that bad either. When younger characters like Miki or Aimi lose, she tries to calm them down and gives them candy to cheer them up, but when it comes to Asahi.. she's trying so hard not to laugh at him.)

5. Reina (Literally couldn't care less about the final result. She's just here to have fun, even though she claims that she actually has this secret evil plan to make everyone lose. However, even though she doesn't even try that hard, she almost ends up winning)

4. Kei (Actually good at them! He enjoys seeing everyone's reactions when they lose (especially his own brother's) and he suggests that they make this game even harder. He loses right after they change the rules)

3. Riku (He knows a lot about board games because he used to play them with his family often, so he has experience. Probably loses because it suddenly becomes harder for him to focus on the game after Miki saying that she believes in him.)

2. Akio (He almost wins, but here's the thing. This guy is smart, but his luck? Isn't so good. So no matter how good his strategy is, he will lose at the very last moment because of something stupid, but very important. Will just sit there and try not to cry after that)

1. Eiko (Like Reina, she doesn't care about the game at all, but she ends up winning exactly because of how calm she is. She's not particularly happy about her victory, but she accepts it. After seeing Akio's reaction, she pats him on the head and says that he did great. She jokes that she would kiss him on the cheek as a reward but he's a little too young for her and also Sanada brothers are watching)

[onmywaytofanfic]

UNTOLD: Chapter 7: Arrival (ShinoxOC)

Sorry for the small post...

The train decreased its speed once he entered closer to the station. Reina left the bathroom and luck decided that she should encountered Shino right in front of her. His face said everything, pale and long, has he been crying to? She knew him, and he seldom let his feelings rumble outside his sturdy face. Although, she has seen his smile and some tears but… when they laugh together until the tears burst out of their eyes. She wrinkled her whole face as an effort not to smile at him to make him comfortable, or to avoid the tears that wanted to fall. However, he moved his lips, just a tiny bit. Her face was hilarious, the kind of face that she made when she wanted something but did not want to say it. They did not say nothing and kept walking their own paths.

She went outside with her big bag in one hand and the tiny backpack. She rushed over his dad once she saw him, dropping the bag on one side while hugging him as hard as she could. Takeo was never afraid to show affection towards his daughter, her little ladybug as he called her. He pressed her towards him with his arm and what was left of his right arm. He smelled her hair while letting some bugs rumble outside his skin, his hive greeting her as well. “You still smell like blueberries” muttered. She gave him a smile, however his turn into a grimace “You have cried” his face was up immediately looking for her siblings to demand some explanations to them.

“I haven’t” her father’s cold look was everything that she needed to remind silent. You never mess with Takeo or his daughter. Shiori appeared in the multitude. Takeo’s footsteps were smooth, fast, and unheard. Shiori did not notice their uncle until he was literally over them “What has happened?” his deep voice startled them “Who?What?Where? What?” Shiori tried to focus their eyes on their uncle, their little sister just behind him holding her bag and her face clearly begging a “Please do not tell, please, please” Shiori looked over their uncle shoulder, well they tried because he was almost 2 metres of a man. “So…dear uncle…” Their eyes flash with evilness, Reina got the message, they were about to set a bomb for her. She tried to rush some vivid words to catch her father’s attention, but they were faster” So why are we talking about Reina’s tears precisely? Shouldn’t you ask your daughter’s friend?”

“BITCH” it came from Reina’s deep voice. She looked at them “I hate you” They let their white teeth shine with anticipation for what was about to happened “Oh no dear, you set this fire yourself now be a grown up and put it off” muttered in a harsh voice to their sister. “I am going to” “To what Reina?” oh,oh no ladybug? She was in danger. Her father’s eyes, although hidden under the shades were on fire. “What has this boy done to you?” he pushed the word boy out of his mouth as if it was a flaming pepper, with hatred and vile. “Nothing” his daughter’s word mean nothing. His eyes fixed on Reina. He grabbed her with his only arm. His father was a scary man, that was for sure for everyone who saw him. Tall as a tree with his hood covering his basalt hair with those different shades of black and grey, those sharp lines that made his head look fierce and edged; only to be greeted with that thin nose and those eyes…under those shades she, as his relative, has been able to see those eyes. Black as a beetle, not a single shade of any other colour; her granpa had a subtle blueish undertone like her greatgrandpa, but her father was all black.

Missing one arm from his elbow down did help to achieve this menacing look, from behind his broad shoulders and back may be mistake him for a wardrobe. Strong, fierce, and overprotective upon his only child, and the only proof that someone ever loved him deep enough to bring into this dying and decaying world a part of their own love. He heard the buzzing, smelled the Aburame’s. He turned himself back over his heels, his hood went down, and you could see his wild and untamed hair. Shibi sensed his presence, almost instinctively he became the head of the little group that were his children and Torune’s fiancée. He set both feet firmly on the ground, he may be mad at his son, and he was mad at his daughter.

“Greetings Aburames”

“Thank you Takeo”

It was already set.

[con-amor-tureina]

👑

[bongsillustrations]

Reina Maid

[lars-canyon]

T8 – 02-03-24 – Waters [Steve] vs Fennel (Reina)

Hangar Rules on Rebel Hangar

[i-create-chaos]

Eat trees :3

No :3

[iridessence]

Vote for the Burlesque Top 50! (pleasefortheloveofgod)

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The long part :

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[alllll-aboard]

A slightly frazzled woman with blue hair nervously approaches, phone in hand.

“Excuse me?” she says, tentative hope lacing her voice. She holds up the phone and turns it to show a photo of a happy looking giant blue beetle. “Have you seen this heracross?”

———

(World appropriate “have you seen this dog” from the prompt list. XD

~Spark💥

Emmet straightens his posture when approached by a passenger. The poor woman looks stressed, maybe even near tears as she shows him a photograph of a Heracross. His mind instantly replays all that has happened today, but alas no remembrance of a Heracross is there to recall.

"I have not." Emmet says, sad despite his monotone. "If your Pokémon is lost, then let's look! I will radio the other Depot Agents at once!"

The last thing he wants is a trainer and a Pokémon to be separated unwillingly! He whips out his radio to broadcast the alert.

"We will find your Heracross!" Emmet tells the woman as he readies his alert. "Alert 401, lost Heracross. Keep an eye out!"

[holidaywithahobbyist]

I’ll be real the ch13 scene with ren and gardevoir . [SITS ON THE ELECTRIC CHAIR AND TURNS IT UP ON FULL BLAST] AUGURHEISNBDJEDBEHDHEHIDJWKSJWHDWJODKWJDKWJFUEJFEJDIWIDIWIFHEHDIW&/9;@/9;&4);83);82&;94&;)2&,!/@;)38($84(&3@;!3$;83@/928($3

[tarjapearce]

Okay, what if— bare with me-

Miguel is eating out mama, it’s the middle of the night and they’re going at it quietly when one of the kids wakes up and knocks on their confused to why there can hear mama whining and worried whether she’s okay or not

🫣🫣🫣🫠

Please write it I’m going feral

Ah the kiddos ~ 🤭

Bit of nsfw undercut

Hope you like it, nonny ✨

Your fingers clenched on the sheets, knuckles turned white the more he pressed his mouth on that sweet little nub his tongue was devouring without a truce.

Miguel didn't need to explain how much he had missed you, your touch, your taste all over his mouth, the way your thighs wrapped around his neck to trap him in place, for him to keep going.

And he would, he had to beg for a taste, with a single condition.

Keep it quiet.

So far he was committed to his end of the agreement, giving occasional grunts that melted into mind numbing vibrations on your throbbing nub. His nostrils often blew air after lapping and devouring a specific part of your flesh. He kept it quiet.

But God, his tongue was set into making you break your own rule. Specially when his mouth cupped your whole slit and tasted like a starved man while his hands squeezed and massaged your thighs.

An exhale escaped through your clenched teeth, but your throat immediately constricted to muffle an incoming moan

"M-Miguel"

Your trembling voice hiccuped, he was far from being done and you were already melting in his mouth.

Be it the lack of sex for the past months due to Rosie's needs, and his job that added itself to the list as another cockblocker.

"I missed you, mi amor"

He hummed at your hushed and needy words and your head lolled back, his fingers squished open your folds further, exposing as much skin as possible to delve a languid and tortuous lick on your clit.

A whimper.

Good. He was on the right track.

Big palms pushed your thighs upwards while his thumbs kept your glistening folds parted, exposing his delicious prize even further.

Your hands immediately flew to your mouth covering a sudden wail as his lips trapped your clit and pursed to suck in slow yet powerful motions.

His hazed smirk deepened upon feeling your spine arching, and your thighs trembling.

"You're fucking delicious, mi reina"

Fuck silence, it felt too good to no let your husband know his performance was absolutely majestic.

"Please, please-"

You mumbled in slurred moans, even sunk your hand on his head, to then tangle your fingers in his silky smooth strands.

"R-Right there" you croaked between shaky moans. You really tried to keep it low, but it was impossible cause he loved eating every single meal you prepared for him, but you were his absolute favorite. There was no discussion about it.

His mouth belonged to none else but you, and he let you guide him. You finally stopped him on that spot that had your mouth open, gasping and gaping for air.

A delicious spark ran through your body, to finally set ablaze that fire that consumed you through like a wildfire; pushing you to the most pleasurable of abyss that earned him a delicious yet loud mewl of his name.

A proud and shit-eating grin plastered all over his face.

"Mama?" Benjamin's sleepy yet concerned voice echoed in the other side.

His hand immediately covered your mouth as your body fell apart underneath him, muffling your little cries. Eyes wide as they darted towards the door.

"Told you to keep quiet, mi amor."

You were too high on pleasure to even reply.

With a quick kiss he stood and fixed his erection underneath his pants and draped the sheets over you. Then, he wiped his mouth and went to the door to open it.

Benjamin's head craned to meet his Papa's gaze. A tinge of red on his nose, as if he was about to cry out of concern.

"Is Mama ok?"

"Of course she is, Campeón. She was having a bad dream."

"I heard her crying." Benjamin peeked his head out of the door frame to see a tucked in you.

"See? She's fine. Let's get you to bed, yeah?"

His boy nodded and went to his room. Miguel quickly washed his hands and face to soothe the flush in his skin.

Then tucked in Benjamin and returned to the room and locked the door. His red eyes set into you.

Your head snapped to him, and the crawl in your skin felt delicious. You knew he was far from being over with you.

"The kids will hear" you warned with a smirk in your lips as he prowled his way to you, removing the sheets out of your overheated body.

He shook his head and removed his clothes.

"They'll hear you, but don't worry. I'll keep you quiet."

His thumb outlined your lips and he kissed you deeply.

"Where did we left off?"