#a blue eyed goddess

[nicolacoughlanbigod]

[laurents-secret-diary]

Can we see any of your drawings you may have had for the side characters please??? 👉👈

I only got a couple so far! I think I'm gonna do Nicaise next

[supernovaniamh]

Currently on a camping trip so I haven't been very active lol

Also much like myself, the 5G is rather unpredictable.

[jadeinfused]

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[resizura]

why does EVERY re character have blue eyes my god

[the-contemptress]

Office Christmas party tonight 🎄

[alexinafan]

Alexina Graham

[naueermo30]

Excellent GAME smut videos, lovers will be satisfied!

He pulls out of Mishas swollen fanny and covers her my with streams of thick, creamy seed. CONTINUE...

[emacrow]

Kronos and the art of trying to figure out standing, walking and modern clothes.

By the time the Justice league and Dark Justice got the cultists into custody. Diana and Zatanna being the only females heroines there at the moment to help Kronos stand on her two legs, help her walk and got a spare Robe to cloths her after making all the male heroes turn around after they both glare at them all, Zatanna magically braid Kronos's hair so it wouldnt dragged onto the dirty floor while Constantine who trying to drink himself into oblivion.

Danny was still completely in curled up baby koala cling in Clockwork's arms, watching with wide eyes, mouth gaping at Clockwork's otherwordly appearance.

"Close your mouth Danny, it's like you never seen me up close before." Kronos said to him while danny shut his mouth before opening it again, whispering a bit.

"You didn't tell me you look so pretty without that purple gown covering your hair." He quietly said, reaching his small hand out and up to pat the moving birthmarks marks of ancient clocks symbols and number shifting and morphing on her warm cheek, feeling the soft puff breath from him, Clockwork was alive and breathing..

Diana glanced a bit at the now two reborned Goddess of time and baby godling looking with wide eyed in pure amazement like at Kronos, even patting her cheek as if to see if she was really there. She, quickly wiped the side of her left eye from the tear forming, steel herself from the inevitable stray thought of godling child demised that obviously happen in Kronos's arms for her to held the child closer to her chest as if to shield him from harm.

Diana will have a lot of questions left unanswered once she sent a letter to her mother about whether the stories of Kronos were warped to the extreme to cover the fact the the God of Time and Space was actually a Goddess due to inequality back then.

First things to do was teach Kronos the modern time of language, women clothes, baby clothes and diapers and keep batman away from her little baby boy who was has the bat-bait of black hair with blue eyes who seemed to had died the same time as his mother by using Superman to distract him with cultists interrogating.

Diana could sympathetic when it come to learning the modern day language back when she used to speak ancient Amazonian and Dead Greek language, and modern bra..

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[satorkive]

LUCKY MAN 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ SATORU

“nanami, i have a question.”

the blonde haired man sighs. he knows what’s about to go down and he can’t wait to get out of this room immediately. all the bullshit that comes out of gojo satoru is not worth paying attention.

before he can reply, the strongest sorcerer beats him to it. “you know [name] and i are together for ten years. dating for eight and married for two. but these days…”

nanami’s heart suddenly slams against his chest. what is this? what is he saying? is he cheating? is he—

gojo releases a lovesick exhale. “… i feel like i’m falling in love with her all over again. don’t get me wrong; she looks stunning when dressed up, but her bare self? god, she’s a goddess.”

the blue eyed man looks at his fellow sorcerer who looks aged older for a few minutes. he then watches him walk out of the room and silence crowds him.

he abruptly stands up. “oi, nanami! you haven’t answered my question! wait up! did i do something?!”

[isabelawritesthings]

Caitlyn from the first season, I will always love you, all the fanfics I write will be in your honor and only for you, my blue-eyed goddess.

But this b!tch right here...

I hate her with all my strength, every time I see this woman I feel like Jinx and want to use her face as a target practice!

I wasn't kidding in my last post about her not being forgiven if she was a straight man, imagine if Jayce and even Ekko hit Mel/Jinx with a gun and then sleep with a subordinate, who for them is nothing more than physical comfort, and suddenly go back to the woman they hit with a gun and have a happy ending with her, they would be more hated than many politicians in real life.

I swear this is my last hate post against Caitlyn from s2, but I don't think I'll ever be able to forgive Christian and Amanda. I hope that in the future Noxus series they don't romanticize violence again, especially since everyone in Noxus is a war criminal lol.

[hana-akari]

Sure, he was already basically shirtless but watching him remove his robe to hand it to her just brought the blush she had before across her face once more. He really was such a handsome man. She couldn’t believe a man like him was in her temporary home. Sakuya was so completely amazed by how beautiful his eyes were. Now being able to see in the light of the sun they were such a pretty dark blue. She held his robe against her chest and smiled at him,

“You can stay here for as long as you need. Please, don’t push yourself to recover too quickly. It’s– Nice to have another person around.”

It was rare she had someone stay with her. Having the company of someone else was nice, “Let me get this soaking in warm water and I’ll get to work on food!” Sakuya scurried off to the bathroom to fill a tub with warm water and soap, so she could scrub out the blood. For now the water will make it easier to get the blood out. Placing the robe in water, she got up, only to notice in the mirror that there was blood smudged on her yukata from his bloody hand grabbing it. She would have to wash that too.

Awkwardly she walked out of the bathroom, grabbed another dress from the drying rack, “Just a sec and I’ll start cooking!” She darted off to the bathroom again, changing into a dark red and white dress with short sleeves. The shortened sleeves would allow Indra to see all the scars and marks that were all over her arms. As if she was someone that's been through many battles, despite her soft, kind, demeanor. Sakuya folded her dress to the side, planning to wash it after, colored clothes and white clothes never worked.

She walked out now in clean clothes, and went straight to the kitchen, starting a fire and placing a pot of water on top of it. Then pulled out different vegetables and spices, “Is there any vegetable you don’t like Indra?” Sakuya looked at him, still smiling, “I’m planning to make some vegetable soup, it should be easy on your stomach. I think tomorrow I’ll pick up some meat from the market.” She didn’t have any on hand at the moment. She’s only been here for maybe a day,

“Oh, you don’t have to worry about that. I enjoy taking care of people. One of the reasons I became a medic!” Sakuya stated happily as she cut at vegetables, making sure he saw everything she put in the pot, so he would be at ease that she wasn’t trying to poison him,

“And also one day, I wish to be someone’s wife! My Sensei told me the key to being a good wife is knowing how to take care of someone!” She blushed a bit as she rambled, certain he really didn’t care much for what she was saying, she was just talking to fill the silence,

“Of course, that requires someone to not be afraid of my freakish strength… When people find out what I can do, I’m often viewed as a monster.” A small frown graced her face as she focused on her cutting, and throwing in different spices and flavoring to make the soup perfect. The cabin was soon filled with the warm scent of food.

While he knew what to expect when it came to getting assistance from another person, it still surprised Indra that he could be lifted and supported with such ease from the tiny body. This woman was remarkable in more ways than one.

However, getting up on his feet did not come without a price.

Indra's vision swam and he almost blacked out when he was fully upright, leaning almost all of his body weight onto Sakuya. It took him a moment to even get his bearings so that he could begin the slow walk with the woman out to the cabin she was currently living in.

Upon reaching the cabin, Indra already felt incredibly drained from the journey there. He watched as she struggled to open the door. He wanted to help- to pull his weight- but he couldn't make his body lift his arm. It seemed, though, that she didn't need too much help, able to get the door open and get them inside with relative ease.

Looking in at the small hut, he took in the furniture, the objects laying around, and as he was being sat down, his gaze came back to Sakuya. He seemed hesitant, but when his eyes landed on the kitchen- and how close it was and how much he could see- he nodded slowly. Food would probably help him feel less like he was going to die.

And when she offered to clean and fix his robe, he hesitated, before he nodded. He was already mostly out of it, anyway. "Of course." He said as he managed to fully remove the robe. He laid it on the bed, before he managed to scoot back and rest his back against the wall, not wanting to lay down, lest his risk falling asleep. He didn't want to fall asleep yet, unsure of if he really was safe.

Indra's gaze was sharp but... In the light of the afternoon sun, it was surprisingly soft. The sunlight bounced off his dark eyes, revealing that they were actually a very deep blue color, which made the smudged, blue makeup under his eyes stand out. "I won't ask for much..." He told Sakuya as he watched the woman's every movement. "And I'll be out of here in a few days, at most." He knew that the moment he was well enough, he would be gone, back to his journey to get what was rightfully his.

"Do not stress yourself. The robe and some food will be more than enough." He did not want her to go too far. He was capable, even when injured.

[xxmileyrosexx]

Are you fucking serious?

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Brat Tamer!Daryl Dixon x Fem!Brat!Reader

Era: Alexandria

Smut

Warnings: Rough sex, unprotected p in v, enemies to lovers, opposites attract, dom!daryl, brat tamer!daryl, degradation (such as brat, slut, whore etc) , opposites attract, diva!reader, brat!reader, smut, plot, pet names, oral (m&f), face fucking, fingering, choking(by oral) squirting, hair pulling, small masturbation (when i say small it may aswell not be a warning but yk), pink pink PINK 🥰, spanking, a sprinkle of praise, aftercare, Reader has pink painted weapons instead of the other types (weapon paint)

First Person. (I, My, Me, etc.)

Context: Reader is a brat and Daryl fucking hates it, they have known each other since the quarry but Daryl has always seemed to hate her for some reason, so Reader hates him back for it, they have to go on a run together.. who knows what will happen

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I was just applying some lip gloss, pink gloss that i found last run, thought i could treat myself seeing as it was this big mall that had clothes and a makeup store, there was also a torn up victoria secret store butttt i didn’t bother going there due the hawk eye that was on run with me that day. Speaking of which, the hawk eyed archer is walking over, with a frustrated look on his face, thats nothing new when hes forced to talk to me, that hawk eye is also called Daryl, someone I’ve known since the quarry. He has hated me since I met him, I have never really knew why. I put my lipgloss into these creme jean shorts that suited this dirty pink tank top with a pink gun in my holster, then met his walk.

“Why are you over here, What do you want?” then crossed my arms, swung my hips and then looked up at him, one thing that I’ll admit is that he has really nice eyes, they are blue and they are actually nice. “Rick has ordered us ta’ go on a run.” his southern accent dripping in his sentence, hinting at his own frustration at it. “Whys it ALWAYS us?” I rolled my eyes im my own evident anger, then followed him over to his bike, hopping on the back of it and held onto him, Daryl simply just shrugged and we were on our way to wherever the fuck we were going to.

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Finally we pulled up at some random town thats nearby, abandoned, glass was actually shattered all around the town. I got off and looked at the stores that were actually not shattered. “Personally i think we should split up.”, a grunt of annoyance was heard and i immediately turned around “Problem?” he just walked over to me and replied “Are y’ sure tha’ ya’ lil’ doll legs wont get hurt if ye’ go off alone?” and more anger flushed in my face. “What the fuck do you mean, Dixon? Just because i like fashion doesn’t mean that you get to be an asshole about it.” i was beyond pissed off at him, How could he say something so rude. I rolled my eyes at him and he just grunted in response. I just walked off, who was he to say no?

As I checked out a store for clean clothed, i couldn’t believe my eyes. It was gorgeous pink lingerie that had a 2000s satin dressing gown, who was i to say no to that beauty?! I picked it up by the hanger and checked it out, shock filling my expression, smiling at it. It was pretty dirty but nothing a little bit of cleaning wont fix. With this i could look like a goddess.. I folded it into my backpack and continued looking, the clothes here were really dirty, I picked up a few that reminded me of people at home, then went to check over the counter, some makeup that was clearly used, but very barely, I need a few more products and, personally I think the girls at home would thank me for it. I grabbed a few in different shades of everything so people have variety, there was then a hand on my shoulder, i turned around quickly, shit! a walker, I rushed to try get my knife out, i walked backwards then I accidentally made a shelf fall over, woops.., I grabbed my knife quickly then stabbed the walker right in the skull.

I finally finished the little shopping spree, about to open the door until suddenly Daryl came rushing in, i raised an eyebrow at him in confusion, about to speak, a bang was at the door, a walker hand. They were all piling up the front of the door, clearly knowing that we were in there. I turned to look at Daryl in anger. “What the fuck.” i said with aggression and he looked down at me with twice the amount of anger, i was confused on why he was so pissed off at me “What the fuck do y’ mean? Y’ just nearly got yourself killed! Walkers coming left and right from those abandoned stores ALL because you dropped something in here because of how careless you were being.” I opened my mouth wide and looked at the fallen shelf then looked back at him, he was looking at the fallen shelf and just put two and two together. “Im not being careless Daryl. I even got you a new shirt that looks far better than your torn one. It was wobbling before i even came in here, I just took the most decent stuff on it then it fell.” I rolled my eyes at him and crossed my arms, the excuse clearly poor as a glass item was fallen on-top of clothes. “Th’ dead walker says otherwise. What the fuck are y’ doing.” he said with a fed up tone then took the bag, unzipping it, seeing makeup on top of clothes. He picked up a mascara and looked at me in anger. “Fuck’n makeup? What are y’ going to do with this?” his anger becoming more and more evident by the second. “Well.. for starters theres plenty of women at home that would be very grateful without looking like they are actually apart of the dead, and secondly whys it your business?” I said with as equal aggression as him, stepping closer to him.

He went back looking in the bag and i seen the tiniest bit of the lingerie. He raised it up with aggression. “Are y’ fuck’n serious?” he said, evidently furious. I rolled my eyes again until i heard him grunt again before dropping the bag and stepping forward to me. he looked like he was hesitating, i realised how close he genuinely was and rolled my eyes again, blushing only the slightest bit. “If y-” suddenly his lips were on mine, i shut my eyes and blended into the kiss. “If i knew tha’ was what shut y’ up, I woulda done it a long time ago.” he pressed his forehead against mine. “If i knew that stopped you being a dick this whole time i would have done it myself… except you’re still an asshole.” I said with false anger in my voice, he just grunted and slammed his lips back on mine, “Such a fuck’n brat f’me.” my legs nearly fell in front of him as he said that. “Do y’ want this? Hmm?” his finger fell to my clit, i rolled my eyes and quietly let out a gut moan. He stopped directly on it, “Didnt get an answer, cmon, all silent f’me now but you were chewin’ my ear off seconds ago.” he said looking in my eyes with this lust-filled gaze i haven’t seen from him before. “Please.” i looked away from him in embarrassment, hiding how badly i really wanted him, and how i have for a longgg while now. “Please what? Y’ want me to stop? Cant do nothin’ without y’ permission. And look a’ me.” he raised his hand to my chin, making me look in his eyes. this was like a whole new Daryl.. “Fine.. please keep going, Daryl.” I looked down after i had said it, i felt the blush turning more redder as what i said settled in, suddenly i felt movement down below and i sighed with relief. “Finally a good girl mm?” he then took my hand, putting it in front of his bulge. I teasingly squeezed it and he just grunted. “On y’ knees, doll.”

I rolled my eyes then got on my knees, i slowly unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down with his boxers, it hit me square in the face and he laughed. It was sure fucking big alright. There was a specific vein climbing up to the tip, i just shoved it in my mouth and bobbed my head against it. He groaned, a long, sexy, groan. he grabbed the back of my hair and started thrusting upwards, making me gagg. “What a fuck’n slutty brat, mm? Y’ enjoying this sweetheart? Who knew it was dick y’ needed to shut that pretty lil moutha yours, ah?” he thrusted deeper as he groaned louder, throwing his head back. Absentmindedly i began to unbutton my shorts and put my own hand working on my clit, making a muffled moan escape from my lips. this kept on going for a while, a small “Good girl” escaping Daryls lips as mascara filled tears were rolling down my face. “What a dirty fucking whore..” he groaned out.

“Fuck.. fuck.. fuck..” he grunted, i could tell how close he was, but he just pulled me away from his cock, lifting me up to him and kissed me, picking me up, spinning me round and putting me on the check out counter, he seen that my shorts were undone and groaned in response, finding pink lacy panties.. of course. he pulled them down alongside with my shorts and started licking my pussy, sucking and nibbling on my clit. I hesitantly moved my hands to his hair and pulled on it lightly, making him let out a quiet groan beneath me, he slid a finger inside me making me moan and my grip tighter on his hair, he let out a louder groan. it had to have been even better than music, and i cant even listen to it no more!

He kept flicking his tongue and added another digit, curling his fingers up, “Fuck I- keep going..!” I looked down and he was looking up at me with those lust eyes, thats all i needed and i came all over him. His fingers, his face, it was perfect. he kept going for me to ride out my orgasm, then pulled away, standing up and licking his fingers clean. then, he slowly pushed his cock deep into me, making a loud moan of ecstasy escape my lips. He felt so big inside, even bigger than how he felt in my mouth, tears fell down my face and he notice. “Y’ can take it girl, cmon, i ain’ even fully in yet.” he pushed more forward, his own structure collapsing slightly more and more then kissed me, it was actually pretty passionate. his lips were so… perfect, i could suffocate in them. “Yeah, is it even in yet?” he immediately looked at me, raised his eyebrow then slammed into me, thrusting roughly and spanked my ass, making a loud moan escape my lips, his hand snaking up to pull my hair, reminding me to keep quiet, the grip on my hips had to have been bruising. he was placing kisses and bites all round my tank top, it kept rolling back up so he ripped it off “I liked that shirt!” he grunted in response, “Sounds like y’ prefer ma cock tho, what a slut, even when getting ya’ pussy fucked y’ cant stop fuck’n talkin’, such a whore.” this made me let out a moan, in response he spanked me again.

Then he pulled out to sit me on the counter and spread my legs, putting one up to his shoulder, slamming right back ainto me, just as i was about to let out a high pitch moan, he put his hands next to my head, one on the left and one on the right, placing his lips on mine, shushing the moans i had and he went quicker with his thrusts, parting his own lips now and then to let out a groan before putting them right where they belong.. he then parted them again to let out a groan, i then sunk my teeth to around where this ‘X’ tattoo just above his collarbone was, the noise that escaped him was so.. attractive. as i stopped sucking on it and giving him probably a hickey, he jumped directly on my neck, planting his own hickeys peppered all round my neck, collarbone, and even some around my cleavage.

He continued going until I felt that knot in my stomach, felt like i was seeing stars “Go on, girl, i feel y’, good girl, cmon.” i rolled my eyes to the back of my head and suddenly, a wet noise came out, almost sounding like water coming out there. Even Daryl stopped and looked down in shock, “Damn, woman.. y’ a squirter..” he breathed out and I looked down, a small puddle of water underneath me, water droplets dripping down his thigh. I bit my lip and looked up at him. “I’m being genuine when i say this.. i didnt know i could do that.” he raised an eyebrow, surprised. “So much for not feelin’ it sweetheart, now y’ gonna do it again f’me.” he pushed fully back into me and grunted. “You’re so wet.” he winced and started thrusting.

He gained speed, if felt like i was about to finish all over again “Cmon just one more time..” and thats all i needed, it was like a waterfall to be honest, it felt amazing.. then like that, he came too, a groan escaping his lips for the final time before he collapsed on my chest, looking at me as i looked at him, both of us panting, breathlessly, he then pressed a kiss just filled with passion on my lips.

“Thought you hated me, Dixon.” he shook his head “Never have, js hated how pretty y’ were and how i always dreamt of y’ wrapped around my cock. Y’ came into my head almost every single night and i couldnt stand it.. the way you gave me that fuck’n attitude made me feel like you knew.” this made me chuckle abit , him looking at me as if he seen a ghost. “So you just wanted me wrapped round your cock then you might’ve started liking me?” he shook his head. “Y’ twisting my words, ive never not liked ya’. When y’ not talking to me and y’ talking to others y’ not bad. I know that i prolly ruined my chances and all-” i took his neck then pulled him in for a kiss. “Shut up and stop being silly, no chances were ruined. Now let’s get out of here- after i find a new shirt.” he laughed slightly and nodded, i went looking for a shirt that actually looked good, a pink jumper, sure, put it on then prepared to escape, some walkers were gone from the door, we let 2 in at a time till eventually it was fine to leave.

[wandaslittlelove]

Hi Nova, how are you doing?

I was just curious if you might be interested in an idea for agathario x reader.

Where they find the reader who’s battling with a bad injury/infection with a high fever where the reader thinks they’re hallucinating Agatha & Rio being there.

Cause let’s be honest they’re both hot ladies so who wouldn’t hallucinate about them 😏. It’s fine if you don’t like or want this idea I just wanted to check in with you.

Hallucination

Pairing: Agathario x reader Warnings: Talks of death, poison, Hallucination, fever, blood A/n: Hello! Im doing good. I apologize that this took so long and that its super short. Writers block has been a bitch recently and im trying to get past it. I hope you enjoy <3

The forest floor was cold and damp as you lay on it. Your clothes were ripped in places and nasty cuts littered your body. The cuts were oozing puss and other liquids as the weapon that had been used was poisoned. Your whole body shook with fever ridden chills as you stared up at the trees and sky. It was hard to say how long you had been laying there after being attacked. You could swear that you felt death creeping up on you. That any time now your tired eyes would flutter shut and you would transfer to the land of the dead. 

The sound of leaves crunching caused your eyes to snap over to the noise. Sure that whoever had attacked you was coming back to finish the job. Looking over you found a pair of piercing blue eyes staring down at you. She looked like an angel. Her hair framing her face as she inspected the wounds on your skin. Your eyes followed her movements as she looked behind her and suddenly the air was knocked out of you. Stepping forward was what you could only describe to be a goddess. Her brown eyes looked at you as she tilted her head. You were sure you were dead now. You had to be. The browned eyed goddess stepped closer to you as she got down on her knees beside you. 

“Rio?” The blue-eyed girl said as she watched the goddess - Rio - lift your arm where the worst of the cuts were. She ran her finger lightly over the cut collecting the liquid that dripped from it. She brought her finger closer to her eyes and sighed.

“Poison. I can heal the cuts but we’ll need a potion for the poison.” Rio’s eyes went from you to the other woman as if she was asking her what she wanted to do. The other woman stayed silent as her face scrunched up as if she was thinking. “Agatha.” RIo voice was soft as she spoke to the woman. Her hand still held your arm. Her fingers slightly rough to the touch. You still weren’t convinced any of this was real. Certain it was the poison taking effect. Agatha’s eyes looked away from Rio as she looked back at you. She watched the way your eyes seemed to droop more with each passing minute and the way your body was shaking and sweating. 

“Heal her. I can brew the potion at home.” At her words Rio leaned down. Neither of them had even addressed you yet but it didn’t seem that they were going to for a while either. A small scream left your throat as a wet tongue ran over the cut on your arm. Your body stiffening before relaxing. Agatha was quick to sit at your other side and cover your mouth as she hurriedly glanced around. “Rio hurry we can’t be out here with them any longer” Rio’s actions quickened at that. You weren’t sure exactly who they were but you could only assume it was related to the person who did this. After all your cuts had been healed Agatha picked you up in her arms. Your body limp as blood started leaking out of your nose. Another side effect of the poison. As they started walking your eyes fluttered shut. 

[nottsangel]

aribaby, can we get a guided masturbation with rafe blurb please? i can stop thinking about it 😵‍💫

GUIDED MASTURBATION WITH RAFE CAMERON

pairing: rafe cameron x fem!reader

warnings: smut 18+, guided masturbation, dirty talk

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“Look at me while you touch yourself” Rafe strictly ordered while sitting on a chair across from where you were sprawled on the bed, fully naked with your delicate fingers teasing your cunt. You were dripping at this point, your wetness seeping onto the expensive linen bed sheets— Rafe’s bed sheets.

You glanced up at him right away with big innocent eyes while your fingers alternated between softly massaging your clit and fingering your wet cunt. Your eyes shifted from his intense blue eyes to his lower body. It didn’t matter how convincing his poker face seemed— the boner in the tight pants of his black suit said everything else.

“Already hard from just watching, Cameron?” you teased with a naughty smirk on your face as you continued fingering yourself while moaning out Rafe’s name. He bit the inside of his cheek as he slightly frowned. “Shut up or I won’t let you cum, alright?” Rafe growled, his arms folded as he eyed you intensively.

“Yes sir” you taunted, making him roll his eyes at you. “Add another finger and go faster” he instructed and you did as he said by adding a third finger to your dripping cunt. It slipped inside with ease, given how wet you were. Your fingers increased their speed and your eyelids slowly closed with your mouth agape, moaning his name over and over again, causing him to groan.

“Fuck, feels so good Rafe” you could feel yourself nearing your release as your fingers continued to press against your g-spot. “I know baby, I know. Doing so good for me.” His eyes did not leave you once as he bit his lip in concentration, trying his hardest not to cum in his pants from the sight in front of him. You looked like a goddess to him in this moment— the light perfectly accentuating your beautiful features and your sweet voice moaning his name.

“Make yourself cum for me” Rafe said, and that was all it needed to push you over the edge as your orgasm washed over you. You began shaking when you felt liquid escape your body before realizing you were squirting, the orgasm feeling more intense than ever.

“Holy shit” Rafe growled, licking his lips as his eyes darkened, “such a dirty fucking slut, hm?” He watched you come down from your high, your chest heaving as he stood up and slowly made his way towards you. You carefully opened your eyes, squinting against the light of the room as you saw Rafe standing in front of you, unbuckling the belt of his pants.

“Ready for another orgasm, sweet girl?”

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[zarvasace]

LU fan... theory? Headcanon? LU/LoZ Idea!

The physical effects of the Hero's Spirit is less about the blond hair and more about heterochromia.

It starts with the first Hero, who was born with entirely natural heterochromia. The goddess Hylia spoke fondly of them—green like the earth, blue like the ocean. She was so fond of them, in fact, that this became a folkloric trait: one blue eye indicates a heroic soul, whether actually a true Hero or not.

Sky's one blue eye and one gray one got him into the Knight's Academy—everyone assumed he'd be a powerful warrior, though the pattern of Heroes wasn't quite established yet.

Four's eyes would have been brown, but he was born with one blue. At his split, the blue eye changed colors to, of course, green, red, blue, and violet. Now when he combines, that eye turns gray. The brown is consistent though!

Time used to have a bright green eye, but that one faded when whatever it was happened. This is where the Hero's Spirit pattern was established, so heterochromia began to be romanticized/feared here, depending on the timeline.

Because I love the idea of Sheikah-heritage Legend, his "genetics" eye is red. The one blue eye and possibility he may be a Hero may have influenced a possible exodus from the castle in those sibling AUs.

Hyrule is just fey. The yellow eye gets him more attention than the blue one.

Twilight's heterochromia is subtle. Not everyone who meets him even notices. But it might give a slightly new meaning to "blue-eyed beast." It doesn't change how Ordon sees him, but it may have changed how his family before saw him.

Wild's, on the other hand, is really obvious, and may have contributed to him being chosen as a champion too young. When he goes undercover, he uses an eyepatch on one or the other just for the disguise.

Wind actually didn't start out with heterochromia! He had two very dark blue eyes, until he assembled the triforce. The magic got him and deemed him a Hero. When he uses an eyepatch to keep one eye in the dark to switch between light and dark more easily, he covers the lighter one.

Warriors was the opposite—born with such a bright blue eye that nobody was surprised at him being a Hero. He kind of prefers his hazel one, but it gets overshadowed.