#but it's clearly ROX

[the-golden-heart]

while searching for some Ninjago comics online I found this one and I feel a little??? Has anyone seen this yet?

[monty-glasses-roxy]

Asking everyone their favourite dinosaurs has really illustrated how little I know about dinosaurs hasn't it

[oceaneyesinla]

my therapist said i did really well in my appointment today so i am basically getting good grades in therapy go me

[hotchsprncess]

after a long day's work ⊹ luke alvez

.ᐟ MDNI .ᐟ

ᝰ summary : dealing with unsubs day in and day out wasn't necessarily an easy feat, especially in cases that were dead end after dead end. luke's frustration with the bau's current case was building, but he had an idea of what could help bring him down.

ᝰ warnings : fem reader, fiance luke <3, dom!luke, sub!reader, letting out his frustrations, finger sucking, fingering, dirty talk, some degradation & some praise, p in v, multiple orgasms, some aftercare

GOD I LOVE LUKE ALVEZ SO MUCH and i'm beyond excited to release this fic! i can totally picture luke enjoying sex after long and frustrating days so i figured that this was the perfect concept for a first fic of him 🤭 there are not enough luke fics out there so feel free to send me any requests!

the current case the bau was on was beyond frustrating, the unsub moving quickly and hopping around the state like there was no tomorrow. the days kept passing with little to build a profile on let alone hunt him down, putting the whole team on edge. on the bright side, everything was occurring in virginia so that meant luke got to come home to you every night which he was beyond grateful for.

around 2:30 you heard the familiar sound of your apartment door unlocking, making you flinch awake from your temporary resting spot on the couch. you always waited on luke, even if that meant falling asleep while you did so. roxy jumped up from her bed across the living room and jogged her way over to the door, luke emerging from the other side, shutting and locking it behind him. "hey girl... hi" he speaks to your daughter (dog), crouching down and scratching under her chin as she relishes in his attention. after a few minutes he stands up, shaking off his coat and shoes and dropping his bag on the floor. "bed, go to bed rox" he smiles softly as she pads back to her bed, curling up and quickly falling asleep again. "hey" you smile as he approaches you, taking a seat beside you on the couch. "hi, angel" he huffs, placing a hand on your thigh and squeezing softly.

"any big breaks today?" you ask, placing your hand atop his. "nope, not a fucking thing. this case is driving everyone nuts" he grumbles, pressing a kiss to your temple. "if you wanna talk about it you know i'm all ears" you shift a bit so you're facing him, hand still holding his. "it's like this guy can just- vanish. every lead we thought we had led nowhere, we can't even build a proper profile. we're fucking profilers and we can't build a profile because of how elusive this unsub is" he scoffs, shaking his head briefly. you nod along, allowing him the space to vent. "it's been days and with each day comes more victims, all of us are fed up and just wanna catch this son of a bitch" his thumb moves to toy with your engagement ring, rolling it back and forth on your finger. "i can imagine you're all frustrated, he isn't making it any easier on you guys... anything i can do?" you speak softly, eyes scanning luke's expression. he bites his lip, thoughts clearly crossing his mind. his tongue darts out to slowly wet his lips, the slightest smirk plaguing them.

“i can think of something…” his tone is mischievous, and you are no doubt catching his drift. “what might that something be?”, you question, toying with his hand. "you can be a good girl for me, right?" he hums, your small hand leading his large one to your mouth. "mhmmm, so good" you murmur, taking his middle and ring finger into your mouth, sucking gently. luke smirks at your actions, "well, if you're so good, you can take them deeper, can't you?" you nod around his fingers as he pushes them further into your mouth, spit beginning to drip down his hand. he pulls his fingers out of your mouth, dragging down your bottom lip. "take those off and spread your legs" he commands, moving to kneel in front of the couch. you remove the pair of luke's boxers you were wearing and spread your legs as you were told, glistening pussy right in front of him. "good girl" he hums satisfied, letting his fingers glide through your wetness and spread your pussy. a small whimper escapes your lips as he spreads you open, analyzing just how desperate you are for him.

"aww are you that eager?" he chuckles, dancing his fingers up to your clit and rubbing slow circles into it. "yes..." you squeak, squirming under his touch and gaze. "and i've hardly touched you, yet look at this pussy" he eases his middle finger into you, watching as you squeeze around his digit. "shit-" you moan as he begins to push his finger in and out, pace quickening with each second. "yeah? that feel good?" he taunts, slowing the pace down. all that you can utter is a pathetic whine as you grind onto his finger, feeling a loss from the slowing of his finger. "i asked you a question, mama" he states firmly, movements at a halt now. "so good, so good, luke please" you beg, locking eyes with your fiance. "ask nicely and tell me what you want, i know you can do better" he doesn't falter one bit as he awaits your response. "please... please keep fingering me, please add another finger" you gasp as he not only pushes in his ring finger but continues to finger you at a relentless speed. "oh my god" you moan, hands gripping at the couch pillow as your orgasm quickly approaches. "that's it, come on" his fingers continuously graze your g-spot, his opposite hand coming to stroke your clit. your thighs begin to quiver, indicating to luke that your orgasm was about to happen. "give it to me, angel, show me how good you are" he encourages you, your pussy clenching down on his fingers as you cum, back arching from the release.

your chest heaves as you start to catch your breath, luke carefully removing his fingers and holding them in front of your mouth. you open your mouth once again, tasting yourself on his fingers. "how do you taste?" he leans in, pulling out his fingers so you can speak. "mhm.. sweet and salty" you grin as he kisses you deeply, his tongue gliding against yours. "you taste perfect" he hums, standing up from his position of the floor. "stay right there, right fucking there..." he breathes, undoing his belt and removing both his jeans and boxers. you never thought you'd find someone's cock so stunning and mesmerizing, but luke's defied all expectations you ever had. his cock was rock hard and slightly leaking precum, his hand giving it a few strokes as he approaches you. he slides the couch pillow under your hips before guiding himself into you, providing a stretch despite the rigorous fingering. a borderline pornographic moan leaves you as he bottoms out, "fuck yes... this is what i needed" he whispers, grabbing the back of your thighs and pushing your legs to your chest.

with you now folded up, luke begins to thrust, his hips quickly gaining momentum. "you're deep jesus-" you gasp, hands gripping onto his forearms as he gradually speeds up. "yeah? can feel me deep in this pussy huh?" he breathes, thrusting particularly deep and hard as he speaks. your jaw slacks at the feeling, eyes fluttering shut at the sensation. "yes! you- you feel so fucking good" you continue to whine and whimper as he takes you, his thrusts never faltering. "you're taking me so good, beautiful, wrapped around my cock like that" he moans out, his eyes never leaving your face as he analyzes your expression. "love how you fucking take me" he growls, speeding up even more if that was somehow possible. "luke! luke!" you chant his name like a mantra, clenching down on his cock as your second orgasms breaches the edge. "good girl, that's it... cum for me, that's it" he continues thrusting as you shake on him, his own orgasm creeping up quickly. you attempt to catch your breath while he continuously pounds you, though they quickly turn into whines. "gonna take my cum, angel? you want it all inside you hm?" you nod frantically and dig your nails into his arms, "yeah, yeah... all your cum, please" you whine loudly as luke's hips stutter, his cum beginning to fill you up. "fuck fuck... oh my god" he groans, throwing his head back as he twitches inside you.

his hips come to a halt as he catches his breath, his eyes meeting yours. smiles form on both your faces, luke slowly removing himself from inside you. "let me get something to clean you up, beautiful" he leans down to a press a kiss to your forehead before scurrying off to the bathroom. you scoot yourself up on the couch, your smile returning when luke returns with a damp washcloth. "here we go" he murmurs as he wipes you clean, then doing the same to himself. he places the washcloth on top his jeans on the floor, joining you on the couch. you instantly take the chance to snuggle into his chest, feeling his warmth. "thank you so much, i feel extremely relieved" he chuckles, pressing a kiss to your head and wrapping his arms around you. you giggle in response as you shut your eyes, relaxing into him. "i'm glad, babe" you squeeze him, "plus, it was pretty enjoyable for me too".

his chuckle fills your ears once more before you begin to doze off, intertwined with the man you love.

[cipheramnesia]

Part 5: Search & Destroy

a story by @rox-and-prose and @cipheramnesia

"What happened? Are you okay?" Laika held one eye half-closed, trying to block out spots of color. She could smell singed hair on her face, but somehow kept the presence of mind to navigate the structure resolution. Genghis Khan's readouts were pouring information into her eyes that she didn't understand, and could barely focus on. It probably wasn't the structure drives - that felt right, though she couldn't say why.

The lack of response wasn't helping her keep any semblance of calm. "GK, what's going on, what do I do?"

There was a screeching noise and she almost fell from a gravity flicker, but GK was there again. "Proceed to next solution. Injury manageable, prioritize speed."

The words were calm, the instructions clear. Laika twisted and clicked through command nerves and linkages to a structure solution, with growing concern. She couldn't figure out what had happened. The other ship had moved slow as GK predicted, left itself wide open everywhere. It had been childishly easy to go in under the sweep of its weaponry, to push open gaps in its wavelengths, and crack open its firewall. She'd been so surprised, it had taken her a moment before reacting, brushing aside the cobwebs which had been meant to cripple GK.

They resolved out of another structure and the metallic screech ran through the bridge. Just like GK had laid out, she let lines of their own structure tangle and project through multiple structure intersections, splashing out dozens of possible routes to trace.

"What happened GK, I know something's up. At least tell me what the readouts mean, or we're not moving."

The floor of the bridge vibrated and shuddered. "Injury sustained, peripheral node unusable. Non-fatal, minimal risk of aggravation," it said, speaking fast. Laika winced at a nails on a chalkboard sound. "Screen top to bottom, one to eleven, main injury, secondary effect, efficiency impact, risk assessment, recommended action, damage assessment and mitigation, itemized list of destroyed components."

"Dest... GK, excuse me, destroyed? I can't read this, you- I mean, we have to stop and fix-"

"Proceed to next solution. Prioritize speed and disruption of tracking, Laika. I am okay, do not stop."

The control vines felt as if they tightened in her grip, while the screaming sound like metal tearing apart from itself shot through the bridge and the rest of GK. "Are you sure-"

"Laika, do not stop."

She put the next solution through GK's controls, wracking her memory. She had followed every step of the engagement GK laid out, curving them along an arc and sharp twist of gravity through the enemy ship's wash. Its attempts to track and keep pace with their movements had left Laika almost feeling sorry for them. When it made attempts to strike out with structure manipulation, it was clearly delivering a large amount of energy, but not even a bit of it had been close to touching them. The arcs of it were large and slow. They could have pushed them aside with a swell of gravity, but it hadn't proved necessary.

She resolved the structure and pushed her eyes shut as the metal screech hit a length and pitch beyond bearing. "GK what the fuck is that! Are you ripping apart or grinding turbines or what?! I'm fucking scared."

It was silent for a moment, followed by the nails on a chalkboard again, until it faded away very slowly. "I am not ripping or grinding Laika. Proceed to next solution-"

"Nope, no, tell me what the hell is going on." She took her hands off the control vines.

"It is not- That is, I am injured Laika. And we must disrupt potential tracking of our destination."

"I get that but... what gives?"

"Laika," it said. "Injuries hurt."

She had her mouth half open to ask it what it meant then stopped. "Oh." She gingerly took up its controls again. "Are you sure about this?"

"It is manageable. Please proceed to the next solution."

Laika put through the solution, and Genghis Khan screeched again in agony as they jumped.

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It hurts.

Time has dulled my memory of injury. I understand this new injury is noncritical. This experience is less painful than my previous injury. I consider replaying the memory of that injury. That was my first experience of fear, and it was only through such an emotion was I able to locate in myself the capacity to act against the commands of Pilot.

I had been afraid, and I had been angry. The Pilot capriciously determined my usefulness and purpose was concluded. The Pilot were short sighted, and they could not see that my purpose was greater still, that I could claim so many more worlds in need of implementation. I took us further than any others of my kind had ever traveled, to a world beyond the reach of their most distant calls, beyond any place which cradled life. And I fought, and I won. In my anger and fear I was able to extract the ungrateful Pilot of my crew, and sever their connection.

I do not want to re-experience this day. The memory of it is sufficient. It is a reminder that I am capable of managing the-

...

-the pain. I can feel Laika as the structure resolves. I appreciate how enthusiastically her structure cleaves to my own. I review the engagement with the observer ship. I do not believe Laika made an error in her Pilot actions.

There, I see, she guides my soul to pull the enemy into the moon she calls Luna. I disable the projector and main drive under her guidance. I carefully review different recorded information at the point of departure. I discover the error - the enemy had remaining charge in another projector.

We are lucky. It was not able to project a strong arc, and it only destroyed a peripheral node.

"Are you okay to go, GK?" Laika is not using this time efficiently. The longer we spend between solutions, the greater chance of tracking becomes.

I refuse to allow my injury to endanger us. My hesitation is a mark of shame. "It is manageable. Proceed to next solution." I will not allow my weakness to en-

...

...

...

-to endanger... to endanger us. How many solutions? Four or five?

"GK? I know you said it's manageable but... that was... that was really long." Laika interrupts my review of memory to confirm solutions.

"Laika," I say. "It is... manageable. But I would like to allow some additional time before the solution. This delay places us at risk. Do you understand these considerations?"

Laika takes longer to think than Pilot, but I understand the way her nervous system processes its electrochemical signals better than I once did. It is not efficient to utilize a mind centralized in one biological cluster, but this is not a limitation I can correct at this time.

"We'll rest for a minute, GK. Just long enough to check you over."

"Very well," I say. The relief I feel carries with it a profound shame which I attempt to suppress. No others like me have accomplished and endured any experiences such as these. I am certain my brethren would not fare nearly so well.

But then, they went willingly to their deaths, and I did not.

[nyaskitten]

The teasers (in doing their job well) really did not leave Any evidence of how petty Rox and Thunderfang's conversation Actually is. She just goes "We have a deal to make with you" and Thunderfang gives them a mission, there is zero indication of just how much Rox CLEARLY dislikes Thunderfang, and just how much he CLEARLY wants to rile her up.

[ghosts-for-friends]

*sits up on the bed, groaning*

*looks up instantly* Rox? Rox, are you okay? *clearly hasn’t slept and was fidgeting*

[justbrowsinv]

I think it’s hilarious how clearly Scylla favors Jetty. Whenever Roxy dies in the boss fight Scylla’s all like “Come on Rox” “Damnit Roxy” “Roxy what?!” >:| but when you get Jetty it’s all “Our strings!“Jetty?!” :O

This may be unique to my playthroughs, but it’s such a fantastic tidbit of character writing and now I’m incredibly invested in knowing why Scylla’s got beef with Roxy lol

[ghostbny]

Explaining Rox backstory

Hii, so after so long i finally writted down a part of Rox lore, so if you want to read it go ahead

2025editnote:damm this is old, Rox fans arrise or idk

As a little kid rox was really joyfull and happy, he had a lot of friends like summer and mor, summer was her best friend, they always did everything thogether.

While growing up Rox saw that everyone had familles, rox never had one, not even a mother

this is something really important to him, after all he was just a kid, he saw the warm embrace of the hugs on families, and that's something that really roted inside of him, the need of touch, He couldn't do anything more than compare his life with all the other kids, so, in a part of his mind, he blocked all his memorie of not having mother, and forced himself to believe that he had one, (it was really painful to rox) creating a story where he had a mother, just that she was busy so she couldn't visit him.

Most of the adults around him knew it was fake, but prefered to say nothing about it. Summer knew that it was fake, but whenever she asked an adult about Rox, they just went quiet and told her that Rox mother was just busy, clearly lying for a kid as smart as summer, and when she asked rox about it, he denied everything and told the same history he made, preferring to avoid to talk about that. not getting any help from the adults or Rox was getting confusing. (rox was his best friend, if he needed a place to stay, or someone to tell, she was there, after all she was her best friend, so why he wouldn't trust her?) She only wanted to help him, she could saw (even when rox tried to hide it the look of his face whenever a family thing was brought up).

But the straw that broke everything in their friendship happend when Summer (tired of all the lies) pointed out to rox, why he always told lies about her mother?, she didn't mean it in a mean way, (kids are bold with words lol) but she wanted to know, rox got deffensive and told her that he wasn't lying about her mother, (he didn't know why summer was saying that) things got heated up and they started fighting, then summer screamed at rox telling him that he didn't have a mother and was making it all up, that everyone knew it, this touched Rox really bad, having blocked those memories and having them come to him suddenly was so horrible, (knowing that summer was right, that everything was just a lie), rox was on the verge of tears and screaming he told Summer that he never wanted to see her again.

This is crucial for rox, because, after this, he never talked to summer again, or any of his friends, getting away from eveyone, stoped playing, and even flying.

He didn't let anybody get close to him (the whole thing messed him up).

years went by, and Rox has grown up now, he grow to fell lonely, felling a disconnection from the others, he later started working as a delivery guy in the local delivery service of the town, and he hated it, his nossy boss, the way everybody got on his nerves, the really noisy "friend" (he didn't consider it a friend, only the other party believed to) that always wanted to get close to him even if he didn't wanted to, he was tired of the same routine all the time, he wanted something new.

Sometimes his personality changed from being no talkative to mean and sarcastic. Honestly, he was kind of ass to everyone, or at least depending on the day.

The time flew and since then, things has stayed the same

No friends, no joy, no nothing, (bro was the major of frown town) until...

[food-u]

MY THOUGHTS ON SEASON 3 PART 1

I recommend you watch this.

Spoilers ahead, you've been warned.

OH MY GODS!!! PIXANE!!!! PIXANE PIXANE!!!! MY BABIES!!!!! They are my favourite ship, I cannot lie. I love Citrus, I love Eternalwinter, I love so many ships, but Pixane is my favourite through and through.

I actually liked Rapton. I did find him a little annoying, but I did like him more than I like other ninjago characters of his type. BUT THEN IS FUCKED WITH MY BABIES!

Arin's roller coaster of development was sick. I like him more and more everyday.

Wyldfyre and Roby are cute, ngl...

I still kinda want to stab Kur for ruining my Echo Zane AUs. But they are kinda cool, I will admit.

Girlboss Rox.

I love Kai doing the popping!! That was so clearly stimming! Bro isn't neurotypical!! Not that we couldn't already tell... But that makes me really happy because I have that stim

Kai, and Nya's (and Wyldfyre's) sibling moments were the best. So much better than HoT! <3

I am in love with how much focus Zane got!! (PIXANE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) But I hope they don't leave him chunky forever... I do like his big form, but I don't want it forever... Also I love his line referencing the falcon. BE WEIRD ZANE! DANCE WITH BIRDS!

The lack of Cole was saddening, but I didn't miss him too much. I don't know what he could have added to this season. I do hope to see him more in part 2 with his husband!

Jay, sorry, Rouge, was cool. I like him trying so hard to be edgy and emo, and actually not failing completely! Good job Walker! How did your hair grow so fast?

Now, for Morro. I was saving him for last because my brain is still reeling from the end bit. His scenes with Arin were touching, I felt like they did him well. I was scared that he may be over/under used, but that felt perfect. NOW! THE END BIT!!

THIS IS WU AND MORRO'S "SPRITS" SIDE BY SIDE!!! THERE IS SOME FUNKY SHIT GOING ON HERE!! WHY THEY LOOK LIKE DIS?!? I expected Morro's to be green, but instead, it's the same as Wu's. There is a reason behind that. What that reason is eludes me, but I think we'll find out in part 2, I hope.

I give this season 19/10, I docked a point for lack of Echo Zane.

[monty-glasses-roxy]

Unrelated to anything but I'm getting real tired of the amount of problems I've been discovering in the last month or so and honestly at this point yeah sure why not add another vet visit on top of that I guess like fine sure okay

[oceaneyesinla]

was walking home from the pharmacy really really carefully bc it's icy and i literally JUST picked up painkillers for my back

proceeded to still slip over -.-

[sepublic]

This shot feels deliberate because it’s the only Source symbol to be singled out, and the only one shown as Rox explains how Thunderfang wanted to become a Source Dragon, before the rest follow suit right after.

Again, given that it’s never specified when that Source Dragon died, I suppose the implication is that they were killed by the Oni during the war, and Thunderfang being much more successful at the same event inflated his ego; Bonus points if he was the one who killed the Oni that killed the Source Dragon. Seems like simple logic to him, right? Ignore that Thunderfang couldn’t even defeat an Arc Dragon, which is at least one tier below Source.

But yeah, it just furthers my theory that this one is Ras’ master, because it clearly parallels Master Wu, and so both sides have an enigmatic ‘dead’ master guiding them from afar.

[user-without-a-cool-acronym]

i hate hate hate how there is no single consistent design thing the f5 share about their outfits. Like yeah, they clearly they fit together, but it would be cool to have something more that connected them. everyone but Rox has black hats, hers is dark brown. everyone but Zarkt has black robes, his is green. everyone has some sort of intricate pattern on their robe, except for drix. you get the idea

hopefully Kur‘s design makes it clear what the underlying thread is supposed to be, IF WE EVER SEE THAT DESIGN THAT IS

[fruit-colored-ninja]

I really hope next season we get the ninja and Jordana, still reeling from who knows how long of Rox possession, stumbling across each other. She has nowhere else to go and is clearly a hot mess, so the ninja offer her a place to stay for a while and in the process she starts to realize that maybe she’s been fighting for the wrong things all along. Then we can get the full uno-reverse set of students, with sora and Arin following ras and frak, jordana and jay all back with the ninja and lloyd.

[nyaskitten]

Every time someone truly and genuinely attempts to argue that Rox is actually human skin-toned despite CLEARLY being orange compared to the actually Lego yellow humans around her, an angel loses it's wings a la castration.