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[the-feathered-dragon-hoard]

It is to be noted that this is the first meeting between Rood and the dragon.

It’s your pet, Blow. It’s your pet.

Black Haze — Chapter 51

[sinvulkt]

I’m so hungry for Rood | Blow & Kielnode fanfics TT.TT

[violetclowns]

This video is my magnum opus

[dimiclaudeblaigan]

there is a four percent chance that soren will realize this is his grandpa and actually give a shit

he didn't give a shit

[amerasdreams]

It was a good restaurant and my sister bought me something from the shop! Good lunch (we had an hour and a half wait!) Nice beach with seagulls. Nice to spend time with my sisters and Jocie. Beautiful day

[kekaki-cupcakes]

Hiiii! I loved ur Hermes kid!

Could I ask for a male son of Dionysus x either Leo or nico?

Sorry if I got ya wrong and don’t feel pressured or anything!

Have a lovely day!

When there isn't a lot of info in an ask I kinda have to make the reader a personality so that it isn't too bland too read so sorry to y'all that aren't like this <3

Redecoration---Nico di Angelo x Son of Dionysus

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Nico had been glaring at the roof of skulls for a solid ten minutes, sort of hoping the hatred in his eyes would just poof them out of existence, when someone finally showed up. 

Apparently after an incident in the Aphrodite cabin, people weren’t allowed to just grab a bucket of paint and some new furniture to fuck around and find out, which was why Nico had been sent someone to help him fix the mess that was the Hades cabin.

Apart from the hundred skulls hot glue gunned to the rood, the beds were wooden coffins, the lamps were ancient looking chandeliers, and all of the walls were a dark ugly gray, like there was a serious mold problem. Now that he thought about it, the color might actually be a mold problem. 

“Never fear, goth! For I am here!” 

Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. Nico took a deep breath and turned around, obsidian eyes already narrowed with dislike as he took in the taller boy trotting over. He was holding a crate in his arms, filled with color swatches and chunks of fabrics, magazines sticking out of the top. 

“Excuse me?”

“You’re the one who needs redecorating, right?” The boy asked, already letting himself into the dim cabin that smelt of rich dark chocolate for some reason. “Yeah… no offense but we have to fix this, even if you're the wrong person.” 

Nico felt a sudden need to defend the atrocious carpet and bat shaped door knocker from this boy, who was wearing a maroon shirt picturing a glass of wine. “I was eight.” 

“No shame here, everyone makes bad decisions.”

There didn’t seem to be any point arguing with this boy, who had already dumped the box of supplies on one of the coffin bed lids, and was staring around at the dark cabin, hands on his hips. 

Nico just followed him inside, shoving his hands into the slightly ripped pockets of his aviator jacket. He peered into the cardboard box, which was promptly tipped out onto the ground. He watched with a frown as the son of Mr D sat on the carpet and began rifling through the empty notebooks and cut up magazines. “What are you doing?”

“Uh, scrapbooking? We can’t just start painting the walls yellow yet, you have to plan this stuff out, goth.” He said, as if it was obvious. Then he smirked. “You don’t like arts and crafts?”

Nico’s frown deepened, but he couldn’t let this mildly infuriating boy with surprisingly cool bracelets upstage him. “I love arts and crafts.”

“Whatever you say,” he hummed, and pulled out a leather bound book containing a few stickers and a strip of torn paper where a page had been pulled out. “Are you just gonna stand there in the corner and be grumpy?... That wasn’t sarcasm, you can if you want, I was just checking.”

Nico wasn’t an asshole, of course he was going to help. Still, he had to glare at the boy for that comment. Then he sat down and opened one of the magazines, which was featuring a life sized Barbie Dream House bed frame, fluffy pillows included. He flicked the page over with a grimace.

“So, what kinda vibe are we going for?”

“What?”

“I’m assuming you're sick of Dracula,” he said, waving his arms at the general doom and gloom around them. “So what aesthetic are we replacing it with?”

Nico didn’t want to admit he hadn’t planned this far into the venture, he’d really just been hoping he could repaint the walls, or maybe burn the whole thing down and start over. “I don’t… I don’t know.”

“Okay, well… I’m assuming you wanna keep it edgy, but seriously? A roof of skulls? You’re not a caveman. Maybe we should go with an Addams family style.” He shivered. “With less spiderwebs and disembodied hands. “ 

Ah, another gap in his modern education. “What’s an Addams family?” 

All Nico got in return was a gaping mouth and wide eyes. “How do you not- okay, I’m making you watch the entire timeline later, but for now we need to pick a color scheme.” 

Nico opened his mouth.

“Not black.”

Nico closed his mouth.

“Obviously there’ll be lots of black, but you need another color to fit with it, something dark and scary but colorful.” He pulled out a binder of color swatches, and flipped it open, skimming the pages of baby blues and lavenders. “Maybe dark green, or...”

“Red.” Nico said, peering over at the pages of ruby and scarlet. He pointed to the dark one, which had a little title below, ‘Blood red’. It was a little on brand, but it was better than ‘Crimson Tide’. 

“Oooh, nice. If we keep the walls black, and pull up the black carpet, there’ll be floorboards underneath.” He started to ramble, ripping a color swatch out of the binder and gluing it into the leather bound book. He glanced around at the musty cabin. 

“We can get a red rug for the middle of the cabin, and definitely new beds, but if we get Drew to refurbish the chandeliers they’ll look great. Oh, and the coffin bed frames could be a bookshelf if we get the mattress out and ask Nyssa to put some shelves in. Do you read? Because otherwise it’s sort of pointless. But so are the skulls on the roof, so…”

“You’re good at this.” 

It took Nico a moment to realize what he’d just blurted, and when he did the warmth was already in his cheeks. He’d only been a little caught up in watching the son of Dionysus’s eyes sparkle as he talked, pointing to different parts of the cabin, and somehow ruined it. “I mean, you just sound like you’ve, you know, done this a lot.”

The glimmer in their eye didn’t fade, they only grinned harder. “I have. A lot. It’s fun!”

“I suppose so,” Nico said, his lips twitching, and opened another magazine. He skipped a page on clawfoot bathtubs [There was already a white one with gold trim in the bathroom]. There was a large heart shaped mirror, He ignored that too, and found a simple bedframe, painted black. He held it out gingerly. “What about this one?”

“Yes! Good job.” He said, snipping it out of the magazine quickly, and sticking it next to a picture of a glass chandelier. “If you’ve got a simple bed, we could find a zebra print blanket, they always look good with black and red, as long as you don’t have, like, leopard print.”

“I thought you’d like leopard print?”

“And I thought you’d like skulls on your roof and coffin shaped beds,” he teased, with a smug little smile. Nico rolled his eyes, and picked out a strip of dark red fabric, passing it over.

He shook some glitter from his hands, there seemed to be piles of it in the box. “It’s a little over the top, but it’s not as bad as Jason’s cabin. It’s just rock. Everywhere. And a giant statue of his father.”

“Maybe he can be my next client,” he hummed, wiping glue from his fingers onto the molding carpet beneath them. A few shards of rounded glass were taped to the pages of the scrapbook, shining in the light of the dusty stained chandeliers. 

Nico wanted to object. He didn’t know why, but he didn’t want the boy in front of him with glitter on his cheekbones and scissors in his hands to be cutting out pictures and teasing someone else. Instead he looked away, feeling something in his chest surge, something like fear. Fear of what, he didn’t know, but he cleared his throat and moved on.

“Don’t you have a sister too?”

The fear surged back forwards and Nico whipped around, his tone sharp. “What?”

“The roman one, I swear I saw her the other day, when Reyna visited to plan something or other.” he said casually, not seeing the pale tinge to Nico’s face. “With the overalls and the bulldog?”

“That’s Frank,” Nico said, his shoulder sinking with relief. 

“No, I’m pretty sure it was Hazel, she had those light up sketchers, with the little wheels on the bottom.” He said, somehow with a moon shaped sticker on his nose as he stuck little cut out paper skulls around the four page collage. 

“Frank’s the bulldog, he can turn into animals.” Nico had a strange urge to reach out and press the sticker on his nose, so instead he held his hands tightly in his lap. 

“Well, is there something Hazel’d like in the cabin when she visits? Does she read?” 

Nico sighed, and reached back for the magazine he discarded. He shook it open, cut outs of fluffy teddies falling into his lap. He found the page with the heart shaped bathroom mirror and ripped it out carefully. He could take a few hearts in his cabin if Hazel would like them. “This one.”

“Oh, that one's cute, Nyssa could totally make it.”

“I can ask Leo, he owes me a favor.”

“Oh yeah?”

“I haven't killed him yet.” 

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Nico pressed down the front of his shirt. It was a black Camp Halfblood shirt, which he’d gotten from Piper after the Aphrodite cabin had started making shirts in other colors. Apparently there were only so many outfits you could wear with orange. 

Black goes with everything though, so it wasn’t a problem for him. 

He made his bed [closed the lid of the coffin] and dragged the last of the furniture not nailed to the ground out onto the little deck all of the cabins had. His decking only had a few pairs of shoes and a pot of dead roses he’d never bothered to keep alive. Maybe he’d have another go. 

Drew had taken the chandeliers already, to polish them and whatnot, so he only had to wait for his assigned son of Dionysus to show up, and they could start hunting for zebra print blankets and ripping skulls off the ceiling. What fun. 

When he still hadn’t shown up, Nico finished pulling all of the previously made bedding from the coffins and dumping it to the side so that Leo could turn it to a bookshelf [He could read, he just had dyslexia thank you very much], and then set off to the Dionysus cabin. It was easy to find, the only male god on the female side, with trelice’s of ivy decorating the whitewashed walls and a grumpy looking leopard snoozing on the purple swinging chair out the front of the small cabin.

He didn’t really want to knock, but he was sure someone would report him for standing around too menacingly if he just waited. He was saved from indecision when the door opened, revealing a tall sandy haired boy.

“You’re the goth, aren’t you?” Pollux sniffed, his nose red. “We can’t help today, but Butch is free, he can do some heavy lifting, and I’m sure Drew’ll criticize your style if you ask nicely enough.” 

“Why, what’s wrong?”

“I mean,” Pollux started, rubbing his eyes, and Nico only then realized he was still wearing his pajamas. They had an elongated cartoon owl sticking out of a doorway on it. “Skulls on the ceiling is a bit much, and everyone think you’re a vamp-”

“I meant with you guys, not my style,” Nico interrupted, his eyes narrowed.”

“Someone, decided to go visit Lou Ellen even though we all know she has a cold, and now I have it-” Pollux was cut off once again, his mockingly loud voice reaching the people inside. 

“I’m sorry I was concerned for my friend, she wanted soup!”

“She always wants soup!” Pollulx yelled back, and Nico moved past the older child of Dionysus, slipping off his shoes and letting himself into the cabin. 

There was nasally muttering behind him and the door slid shut. Nico peered around, and saw a bundle of fluffy blankets on a couch, only a sneezing head poking out the top. “Why did you get sick?”

“I mean it wasn’t really on purpose,” he mumbled back, wiping his nose with a tissue and sinking back into his cocoon. “I can’t help today, but-”

“I don’t care,” Nico started, and plopped down on the white couch, avoiding a deep red stain that could be alcohol or blood. He couldn’t tell. He also didn’t know how to say he’d rather sleep in the coffin again then have to spend the day with someone else. 

He sniffed, falling sideways a little on the couch and squinting at the square tv, which was showing some old cartoon about cavemen. “Mkay, well you should probably go if you don’t wanna get sick.”

Nico thought for a moment, trying not to focus on how much he wanted to scoop up the bundle of blankets in his arms far too skinny for that sort of stuff. “Why don’t we watch ‘an Adam family’?

He got watery wide eyes in return and a toothy grin, “wait really?”

“No. If I was making a joke it’d be funnier than that.”

“Okay, let’s watch it,” he said, hopping off the couch and moving to a box of DVDs with a lot of energy for someone so sick. “And it’s the Addams family, goth. You have to learn the basics of this culture if you’re gonna have coffin bookshelves.”

He fiddled around with the tv and then a grainy black and white intro came on, tinny music over the top. Nico watched as he danced to the theme tune in his blanket burrito, all the way back to the couch, where he landed, coughing and winded. Nico raised an eyebrow. “I could’ve done that, you’re sick.”

“Yeah yeah whatever,” he mumbled, tucking the fluffy socks on his feet up onto the white couch and wiggling with excitement. Nico watched him for a moment, and then turned back to the TV, feeling his lips twitch into a grin.

Duh duh duh duh, click click. Duh duh duh duh, click click.

Their creepy and they're kooky-

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“Neeks, this mirror is so cute!”

“You’re welcome,” Nico muttered, rubbing his nose and rolling over, pulling the zebra print doona cover further over his head. 

He heard Hazel’s wheelie shoes click along the floorboards and she gilded out of the bathroom. When he peered out, her hair was in bunchies and she was pulling a purple hoodie over her head. “It’s so much nicer in here now, but how did you get sick redecorating?”

“Uhm..There was a lot of dust. I might be allergic?” 

The door slammed open, the clear chandelier hanging from the roof shaking as Nyssa trudged in, her work boots leaving mud on the fluffy blood red rug. She was holding the glitter covered scrapbook in her gloved hands. 

“So, I know I’m supposed to make everything in this, but what am I supposed to do with the polaroid of you kissing Mr D ‘s kid?”

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[breadscrisis]

Can you draw J watching Family Guy?

She would definitely do that in cannon.

rood

[princessbettina]

Being Mixed Matched Challenge Partners with Cody Rhodes Headcanons

Summary: The Mixed Matched Challenge is back in the WWE (I wish that were true! It was so cute and fun to watch) The first few weeks into the challenge your partner, who just so happens to be Cody Rhodes, and yourself take part in fun and funny moments on camera/the live stream and off camera before the in ring matches take place.

A/N: This is my first headcanon story post. I hope I wrote it correctly (format wise, if that makes sense? ) My inspiration for this came from the gif above of Charlotte Flair and Bobby Roode and thought they had cute and great chemistry when they were a team back when Mixed Matched Challenge was a thing in the wwe. I thought it would make a cute story idea and my love for Cody is super duper strong, I thought he would be perfect for this story idea. Plus, I want to write more of Cody because it seems fun. I love him so much. I hope you enjoy.

Cody and you swap gear attire which means that you,(the reader) try on his robe / jacket as it ends up being a bit too big on you, but you find it quite comfortable -as Cody tries on your vest, but struggles to put it on all the way due to the fact of how smaller and petite you are, compared to him being slightly taller than you and bigger-which isn't a bad thing.

"Y/n?! I think your vest is too small. I c-can't button it up all the way. I don't want to break your clothing."

You giggle as you glance over at Cody and agree with what he said as you try and help him,"You're good, Cody! No worries. How about this, let’s get matching jackets and win the Mixed Matched Challenge." You winked at the camera before exiting as Cody waved and followed suit behind you.

Cody and you make a video recording for the WWE universe the day before MMC, where the two of you announce that you both will be on the MMC livestream tomorrow and want to have the fans ask questions about your team,

"You guys can ask us questions like, what jacket would you like Cody and I to wear tomorrow? Ooh ooh! Would you like to see Cody recreate my entrance?" You ask while looking up at Cody, as he glanced at you as he chuckles softly, which causes you to smile brightly.

"Hey, c'mon, I think I would do amazingly fantastic at recreating your entrance. I think I'd nail it." Cody says, as he smirked down at you and chuckled.

You playfully put your finger atop of your chin and thought of a really cool idea to add onto what Cody just said, "Ooh now that you mention it, I think hitting the iconic 'woah!' In the American Nightmare's entrance would be a blast to recreate."

The following night on Smackdown, right before MMC started, you were out giving a promo in ring since you were the Smackdown women's champion and all. However, your moment was cut short by The Judgment Day's Rhea Ripley and Finn Balor as the two started to corner you in ring, leaving you defenseless... or so you thought.

"Wrestling has more than one royal family..." Rhea and Finn were surprised as they quickly turned their attention around and watched as who was about to make an entrance.

Your frown was quickly turned into a bright smile the second you saw the tron screen turn to black for a few minutes, and as soon as the voice over and song began to play throughout the arena.

Cody was there to save you from what mostly Rhea had in mind to do to you. As soon as you saw Cody walk to the ring, you placed your hands on your chest as the smile on your face grew by the second. Rhea and Finn scurried out of the ring for a moment as soon as Cody entered the ring and joined your side.

"Are you okay, Y/n? Ready to win against these two?" Cody whispers to you as he wraps his arm around your shoulder, causing you to blush.

You smile even more and nod your head. "I'm so much better now that you are here. And yes absolutely, we can take them!" You two glance back at both Ripley and Balor as they continue to stand outside the ring still for a second more, planning out their strategies against you two.

They just so happen to be your MMC opponents and it was just about that time for the challenge to start.

Rhea and Finn slid back into the ring and continued to stare at Cody and you, as you two did the same at them. You leaned towards Cody and whispered in his ear, "After we win this match, are you ready to win the whole thing?"

"For you? I'm always ready to win anything for!" Cody smiles and winks at you. The challenge was on now.

[scotianostra]

On 19th February 1980 Ronald Belford “Bon” Scott died.

Ronald was born on July 9, 1946 in Kirriemuir, Bon’s parents hailed from musical families; his father, Charles, known to friends and relations as Chick, played drums in the Kirriemuir Pipe Band and performed with the local light-opera company. In 1952, the Scott family relocated to Australia.

The Scott's first resided in Melbourne before settling in the Adelaide suburb of Sunshine. In 1956, Bon’s brother Graeme was diagnosed with asthma and the Scott family relocated to Fremantle. Scott who rose to fame as the leading singer and songwriter of the hugely popular hard rock band AC/DC during the 1970s. He loved music from a young age and was a highly creative and rebellious youngster.

Scotland’s Fife Free Press reported in 1962: “One of the side drummers in the Fremantle Pipe Band, who played at the opening ceremony of the Empire Games in Perth, was Ronald Scott, son of Mr. and Mrs. Charles Scott, who formerly resided in Roods, Kirriemuir, as seen in the black and white pic.

As is common with unruly teenagers, he often found himself in trouble with the authorities. He dropped out of school at 15 and had brushes with the law which had him sent to the Riverbank Juvenile Institution. Labelled as a social misfit, he was denied a position in the Australian army. He worked at several odd jobs to support himself after leaving school.

Scott started playing drums during his adolescent years and formed his first band The Spektors, in 1964. He played for some other bands as well before joining AC/DC as their lead singer. The band’s popularity reached new heights after Scott joined them; their debut album ‘High Voltage’ was a big hit. Within a year the band brought out the single, ‘It’s a Long Way to the Top (If You Wanna Rock ‘n’ Roll)’ which soon became known as the quintessential rock anthem.

On 19th February 1980, Bonn passed out after a night of heavy drinking in a London club called the Music Machine 1980, he was left to spend the night by a friend. The next day he was found lifeless and taken to the hospital where he was pronounced dead on arrival.

The official cause of his death was listed as acute alcohol poisoning. His grave is considered the most visited in Australia and the National Trust of Australia has included it on its list of classified heritage.

Statue of Bon Scott are found in Fremantle, Perth, Western Australia and Kirriemuir, here in Scotland.

[judgementdaysunshine]

Stitch

Pairing: Dominik Mysterio x Fem autistic reader

Description: Dom gets a tattoo for you based on your favorite Disney character and nickname he calls you

You walk backstage sharing a hug with your boyfriend's mom before walking in his and his dad's locker room smiling big and sharing a hug with Rey as Dom walks out from changing into his ring gear seeing the sweet moment. "Hey Stitch" you giggle lightly as dom presses a kiss to your forehead following them until you reached the curtain sharing a group hug and a kiss with dom talking to Aalyah before she went out to sit with her mom in the crowd while you walked backstage talking with Edge and hanging out with Liv and Rhea before the two walked backstage victorious in their match against Dolph Ziggler and Robert Roode who deserves a justified fight after attacking dom and even harassing you until you hit dolph in the face with a jug and edge quickly jumped in with a spear to roode quietly squealing and cheering when your boys won jogging down the hall as soon as you saw them with big smiles on their faces. You laugh talking with rey and aalyah at rey and angie's house while dom and angie were out having lunch which was a tradition not only between him and both his parents but also with you and the two as well being welcomed with open arms when dom brought you to meet hos family after being together for five months hearing dom talk about you nonstop including that you were autistic but you were still as much of a human as they were which surprised them when they meet you forgetting that fact until you had mentioned it not noticing any signs until they picked up on your habits the first few times you visited them, you smile sweetly seeing dom and angie walk in laughing and smiling seeing him light up pulling you into his arms pressing a kiss to your cheek noticing the plastic wrap under his shirt sleeve raising a brow as the two of you say your goodbyes and head home. After getting home he has you close your eyes while in the bathroom laughing seeing you mindlessly sway while sitting on the bed smiling as he kissed your hand before having you gently trace a warm spot of his body opening your eyes to see a fresh tattoo on dom's chest smiling big when you see that it's stitch from the movie Lilo and Stitch holding a heart with sunflowers on his head, a butterfly on his nose, and your name above him lighting up as you caresses the freshly inked skin squealing lightly giggling making dom grab and kiss you and wrapping you in his arms taking a picture of your reaction and posting it along with a video of you giggling and squealing seeing it and right after it was done on Instagram with the caption "Got this little guy for my sunshine not only because it's her favorite character and movie but also because she is so special to me always holding my heart with tenderness, kindness, care, and unconditional love" leaving everyone in puddles of heartfelt smiles "I love you my stitch" later that week you return the surprise by getting a tattoo on your chest over your heart exactly where dom got stitch but you got his favorite character Zero from Nightmare before Christmas with the heart tucked against him along with a Mexican flag, a headset with music notes in the air, and his name above zero smiling as you watch him open his eyes lighting up like sunshine as he caresses the spot before kissing you sweetly posting the picture with the caption "Got this baby boy for my love to match with stitch he got for me this time with his favorite character and his nickname I call him quite a bit Zomo" you smile laying beside him putting your shoulder under his to look at them next to each other "I love you Zomo".

[the-feathered-dragon-hoard]

Awww

Yep that’s exactly that, Chevel.

Black Haze — Chapter 46

[lovergirl-3000]

Your so beautiful

Neteyam x Fem Na’vi reader

18+

Warnings: Smut, Fluff, Cursing, 18+

Summary: You and Neteyam have been friends for a long time and then uncover that you both have more that friendly feelings (wink,wink) Thx for reading I hope you enjoy

It was a typical day in the forest you were watching Neteyam and Lo’ak race their Ikarn’s. Neteyam always looked so focused and on task when he rood his Ikarn. Ever since he was a kid he was always so mature that’s one of the reasons you feel in love with him. You were so lost in thought that you didn’t notice for the fact that Lo’ak and Neteyam were now gone and you were staring at the sky. “You okay (y/n)” You heard Neteyams voice sound behind you. “Oh yeah Im good” You say with a smile as you stand up and face him. “So um… I was wondering if you wanted to come to… to… see something with me during eclipse” Neteyam said nervously with a hand rubbing the back of his neck “Uh suspicious but yes I would love too” you say with a smile “Okay wait for me at the viperwolf tree right before eclipse” He said with a smile then jumped on his Ikran.

~~~~~~~Time skip to right before eclipse~~~~~

You sat on the branch of Viperwolf tree waiting for Neteyam silently watching all the creatures in the forest. It might’ve been a weird request but honestly any time spent with Neteyam you cherish. You saw him coming up and climb to the lower branches silently. “(Y/n) are you here?” He shouted from right below you “Yep” You say as you swing upside down, hanging by your legs, face-to-face with him. “Oh” He shouts out in surprise “Well I guess I should’ve expected that” He said with a smirk “Yeah you should know that I’m to strange to just sit on the ground wait patiently like a normal Na’vi” You say sassily then flip off the beach and land in front of him “Well come on” He says you can see the excitement and nervousness in his eyes which confused you what the fuck can you be nervous and excited about like bro make up your mind. You both got on his Ikran and you held onto him from behind and put you head on his shoulder. You felt the heat radiating off of him you heart accelerated at the touch you were holding onto him this all you want to do all the time. You landed in a small clearing and he offered you his hand to get off. “Oh such a gentleman” You say as you take it and hop off he just smiles. “Okay come this way and… welcome to… the place yet to be named” He said as he pulled back some vines to reveal a beautiful glowing pond with moss surrounding it with the wall of vines all around it. “This is so beautiful” you say in amazement as you look all around you “Come here sit” He said as he set down and stuck his legs in the water you walked over and put your legs in too. “So this place isn’t the only reason I asked you to come with me. I… I have been falling more and more in love with you every day (y/n).” Your head snaps to look at him and he was already looking at you you take your legs out of the water and sit cross legged across from him and he does the same. “(y/n) you are the kindest most selfless Na’vi I’ve ever met! And your crazy brave and a great warrior and so so beautiful.” He takes your hands in his “And I have never felt anything like when I just hear your name when I think of you when I see you, I’m more in love with you and I love anything. And your appreciation for the forest you’re so wise is and understanding about everything. I… I guess what I’m trying to ask is… will you be my mate?” He finishes and looks straight into your eyes

“Neteyam I’ve been in love with you since we were seven. You are the bravest most selfless Na’vi and you care about your family so much. It’s unbelievable how perfect you are and I don’t care if you’re perfect you don’t have to be I love you with all of your flaws. And you’re such a good leader and I love you! And I guess what I’m trying to say… is yes” You say with a smile as you gaze into his beautiful golden eyes. Then he leans in and holds your face in his hands and kisses you the kiss was soft and just a little touch of his lips against yours. Then he pulls you in onto his lap and you kiss him and this time with passion it was hot and he quickly adjusted and slowly slipped his tongue inside your mouth exploring the train, crashing over your tongue. It was like a war inside your mouths, battling for dominance he flipped you over on to the ground so he was hovering over you he pulled away and looked in to your eyes. “You’re so beautiful” He said as his eyes scanned your form you pulled him back down and started kissing him more aggressively with my passion and faster. You both sat up and looked deep into each others eyes, he scanned over your face for a look of approval and you gave him one. Then you both grabbed your braid and slowly put them together and made the bond. You felt a surge, the electricity flying through you this is unlike anything you’ve ever felt before pure bliss and satisfaction. You then looked at Neteyam with a look in your eyes that you knew would turn on something in him and it worked. He climbed back over you and started kissing you with amazing passion and you both started taking off your clothing then Neteyam looked into your eyes he didn’t even have to ask you knew exactly what you wanted and you knew exactly what he wanted, and you could see you every ounce of crave inside of him he could feel every ounce of anticipation inside of you. Then he slowly pushed him self in to you you could fell you walls stretching from him and you let out a deep breath of satisfaction. You pulled him in closer to you and kissed him you bit down no his lip not enough to hurt him but enough to hurt in a good way. He started to pick up the pace and you felt a heat rising in you he then started to nip and suck at the skin on your neck and jaw. You let out several moans of pleasure and he let out a lot of grunts and groans before you both let out a moan pleasure and he flopped lazily to your side. And you both lay there panting and then look at each other “Well all I have to say is wow. You got some secret talents” You say raising an eyebrow and smirking “Not half bad for my fist time I’ll promise you I’ll get better but I’ll need practice” He say with a smirk “Ooh real smooth” I say sassily and he pulls you in and you fall asleep with your mate.

I hope you all like it I know weird I decided to post this one on Christmas of all days, but merry Christmas to all of you smut lovers there’s not that many Neteyam ones out there so I made one!

[a-ferins-fire]

-The taped soldier falls from the rood family guy death pose-

*He walks over them and out the room.*

[unovasrose]

Dynamics That I’d Like To Explore*

Professional Friendships / Acquaintances - with other Champions, League Trainers, Frontier Brains, etc. (It’s worth nothing that she does her research so she’s usually up to date on who the League-affiliated trainers are in each region). It would be neat to figure out what the different regions can learn from each other. If our muses are both part of the Unova League, I’d love to explore their dynamic (which will be based on Rosa’s view of them before she became champion, and which can definitely change based on present interactions). Also, any muses that are in the show business, as she is a famous actress (and I don’t get to do enough with that). Maybe our muses are playing parts in the same movie or play? Or maybe your muse is into contests (of which Rosa knows next to NOTHING about) and they want to show Rosa the ropes?

Recognition - Rosa has plenty of star power in Unova due to her work with Pokéstar Studios and her status as Champion. Her movies are broadcast in other regions as well, so it’s entirely possible for a non-Unovan muse to recognize her just from seeing her on the silver screen. I’m open to her meeting both fans and critics alike. Additionally, she is a Pasio Ambassador so her face might be recognizable that way.

Rivalries - with other trainers of equal caliber. The other muse doesn’t need to be a Champion-level trainer for this dynamic to exist. There are plenty of powerful trainers out there that just don’t bother with League challenges and Rosa would be excited to come across them.

Former Plasma ties - whether that be former grunts that have had a change of heart like her or grunts that stuck to it and followed Ghetsis to Neo Plasma, relationships of this nature can be either friendly or antagonistic. Additionally, she holds great respect for some former Plasma members (such as sage Rood, Anthea, Concordia, and N) and disdain for others (like Zinzolin), as well as fear of the Shadow Triad and Ghetsis himself.

Antagonistic - this goes hand in hand with the second half of the above, but it can obviously extend to other villain muses (though she would only know that villain muses outside of Unova are villains if it’s something that the mun agrees would have been all over the news at the point in time that interactions occur). Her views of Interpol are also swayed toward the negative, based on her past experiences with Agent Hale Foster and her mother being placed under house arrest briefly during the events of B2W2. Additionally, she has pissed off many a pokémon poacher in Unova due to her efforts to eradicate them from her region (which is actually important to an upcoming plot I have planned out for her).

Found family - her own blood family isn’t very big (reserved mostly to her mother and some family in Lentimas Town; her father returned to Paldea) so I love the idea of her coming to love her friends like family.

Mentor/Mentee - with Rosa filling either of the roles at the corresponding points in her timeline. If she meets trainers from newer generations, she’s bound to take them under her wing. Likewise, if she meets more experienced elites and champions, she will welcome the idea of learning from their experience.

Simple friendships - maybe both our muses are into some sort of common hobby or enjoy the same type of music/movies or maybe they just like to get together to gossip or enjoy dessert together, lots of slice of life stuff.

Places Where Rosa Can Be Found*

Hoenn - she has to travel to Hoenn occasionally for the hot springs to ease the lingering pain from Kyurem’s unmelting ice-induced wounds. She loves to explore the Hoenn wilderness, though… and Meteor Falls is one of her favorite places ever.

Anywhere around Unova - she doesn’t spend all her time in the League. She constantly bounces between the reserves she established (White Forest and Icirrus), the Bring Us Together Foundation she established to help return Plasma-stolen pokémon to their previous owners (Driftveil), and Pokéstar Studios (Virbank). Her primary (but not public-known) residence is in Village Bridge and her secondary (but officially known) residence is in Nimbasa. Sometimes she goes as far as the Trainer’s School (Aspertia) to talk to younger would-be trainers and tends to take some of Cheren’s classes to capture their first pokémon in Floccessy.

Kalos - she spent some time training in Kalos prior to challenging the Unova E4 and Iris. She also occasionally travels for film-related business or gets dragged along to Lumiose by Blue @/evoblue on shopping trips.

Galar - after a few years of championship (and an unwanted encounter with an obsessed fan that COULD have been bad), she takes a sabbatical and decides to disappear from the grid. She travels to Galar to train and explore the area, and also to spectate on the gym challenge. During this time, Iris would be acting Champion in her stead.

Paldea - after learning from her mother that her father is of Paldean origins, she embarks on a trip to learn more about her father’s country of origin in an attempt to understand the man whose absence has always been a painful void in her life. She also becomes interested in trying out the gym challenge as she travels around the region.

Timelines

For the most part, Rosa’s threads will happen in the post B2W2 timeline/during her time as Champion. If you have a Unovan muse and are interested in writing something taking place during the plot of B2W2, I am open to discussion!

[thunderblessedhero]

OFFSCREEN POST

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N could be seen hiking up a steep, narrow mountain trail, pushing past dried shrubbery as he treks across the red, rocky ground. Nyx was trotting at his feet, seeming to have a slightly easier time of navigating the rough terrain thanks to her smaller size. Still, she didn’t exactly seem thrilled about the current situation.

“Are you sure this is where that guy at the Pokémon Center said he saw Reshiram land yesterday?” the Zorua complained, hopping over a boulder. She perches on top of it, her ears drooping as she looks up at N. “What if this one leads nowhere, too?”

“Even if it does, we have to check,” N persists, scooping the little fox into his arms, realizing her tired legs were probably getting to her by now. “If we can turn up even the smallest clue, it’ll be worth it.”

“We’ve hardly turned up anything since that camp and feather we found outside of Castelia,” Nyx grumbled, clambering up onto her trainer’s shoulder. “How long ago was that now- a month? Wherever Blake is, they’re dead set on making sure no one finds them. Shouldn’t we concentrate more on finding big brother Nox?”

N just sighed. It was true- it’d been a concerning amount of time since they’d uncovered anything helpful. Just an abandoned campsite littered with stray Reshiram feathers- at the very least, that confirmed for him that Blake was in the region, but not much else.

He was doing this for his Pokémon, too, though- he’d been hoping to have found Blake by now, and they could go after Nox together, but the chances of that were growing slimmer by the day. It was like his former rival knew he was on their trail, and was purposefully throwing him off. Why, only the gods knew- but it was starting to look like Nox’s rescue would be something he’d have to tackle alone.

“I… I don’t know,” he murmured, grabbing his void cube from his pocket and turning it around in his hand, watching the sunlight reflect off the runic engravings on each square. This object, and Nox- the Zorua that’d been left in the woods with him at birth- for all his life, they were the only two ties he’d ever had to his past. To whoever his family might’ve been. “That means going after Team Plasma by ourselves. If they were to find out I’m here, I don’t know what they’d…”

Nyx frowned a bit as she listened to him trail off. “Are they really that bad? They just seem like a bunch of goons to me.”

“Trust me,” N slipped the artifact back into his pocket, staring straight ahead with a pensiveness behind his eyes. “They’re far more than that. Team Plasma was built upon countless years of manipulation and twisting the minds of the people- including mine. When all that work came crashing down, my loss against Blake being one of the leading causes of it… I have no doubt they’ll do whatever it takes to enact vengeance. Especially on the king that abandoned them.”

“But… what about the ex-Team Plasma members back in Driftveil?” Nyx asked with a shrug. “I went with August to go visit them- they didn’t seem to hate you. They even said they were still waiting for you to come back, or something.”

N fell silent once more, his throat tightening as he remembered how he’d chosen to avoid visiting Sage Rood and his sisters’ new place of residence, out of simply not feeling ready to confront them all yet. It was selfish- he knew. But the thought of seeing the ones who raised him again- after leaving them to deal with Plasma’s downfall two years prior- he’d just… frozen up before he could even reach the door.

He shook his head. That didn’t matter right now. “Those guys were different,” he answered his Pokémon’s question. “The current Team Plasma- they’re made up of the ones who supported my father’s true ambitions, and I’m sure they’d love nothing more than to get back at the one who’d ruined it all.”

Seeming to understand now, Nyx didn’t press it any further, and just continued to rest on her trainer’s shoulder with a thoughtful frown on her face. Before long, the duo reached the top of the small peak they’d been climbing, and were met with a wide clearing surrounded by stray boulders.

N’s eyes focused on what was in the center- an abandoned campfire. Beside it, he could see the faintest outline in the dust of where a tent must have been set up earlier. The subtle scent of smoke still lingered in the air- whoever’d been using it must have only left recently.

Nyx jumped down from his shoulder, trotting over to investigate. He followed behind her, caution in his step as his eyes diligently searched the surrounding space for anything else of interest.

“Another campsite,” he said under his breath, feeling the smallest swell of hope in his heart as he spotted some familiar, snow white feathers dotted across the ground. “They couldn’t have been here that long ago... They might still be nearby.”

His attention was drawn to something that stood out amongst the rest of the scene- a white sheet of paper, that his eyes had previously mistaken for another one of Reshiram’s shed feathers. Squinting, he realized it had something written on it when he crouched to pick it up.

His eyes scanned carefully over the text. Nyx grabbed one of the stray feathers in her maw and came over to sit beside him, her ears perking up curiously at the sight of the strange paper.

“It’s written in old Unovan runes,” he said, tracing a finger along the ancient text. “I recognize some of these letters from my void cube. Zinzolin studied them- he must’ve been the one to write this. I’d remember his handwriting anywhere.”

“So it’s from Plasma… does that mean you know what it says?” Nyx questioned, standing on her hind legs and leaning her front paws on her trainer’s knee to get a better look.

“No, but I’m sure the legendary dragons can,” N sighed, folding the paper and tucking it into his pocket. “This language is as old as them, after all. They were probably counting on Reshiram to read it for them- we probably could too, if Zekrom were here…”

“Well, then let’s go find her!” Nyx chirped, her tail swishing a little. “This looks like a really important clue. We’re gonna need her when we take down Plasma, anyways!”

“That is true…” N considered, raising a hand over his mouth as he thought it over. Her disappearance was almost as mysterious as Blake’s. While they might be able to find a historian to translate the letter, it was high time they began working on tracking down his legendary companion, as well. He still hadn’t heard from her since she mysteriously flew off into the night not long after he arrived in Unova, claiming she had something important to attend to. “Whatever plan Plasma is brewing, our chances of stopping them will be significantly higher if we have at least one of the dragons helping us.”

“Exactly!” Nyx yipped, bouncing up in excitement. That enthusiasm suddenly dwindled, however. “Wait… if we go look for Zekrom, does that mean we gotta leave August and Hugh behind?”

N stopped at that, his expression twisting into a conflicted one. “I…” He knew he’d wanted to keep his younger traveling companions out of all this- and he hadn’t exactly done the best job of it so far. Hugh had his own vendetta against Plasma for the Purrloin they’d stolen from his family five years ago, and August had this determination to help him and anyone else that Plasma was hurting. They reminded him of Blake a little, in that aspect.

Even so, as much as he admired their strength as trainers and their tenacity, he feared this was getting to be too much for them. Throughout the span on his journey with the two, Plasma only proved more and more how dangerous they really were- these kids didn’t deserve to be caught up in any of this.

“It… might be for the better if we split ways with them now,” he sighed reluctantly, looking towards the direction of Lentimas- the quaint town he and his little group had landed in via plane only hours prior. “I’m grateful for all the help they lended in stopping Plasma up until now, but they’re just kids. From here forwards… this’ll be something we have to do alone.”

He looked down at Nyx, holding her gaze with remorse in his eyes. He knew Nyx had grown attached to the two- August, especially. And honestly? So had he. What started out as an accidental crossing of paths had flourished into a strong bond between each other during their travels. In some ways, August reminded him of a younger sibling. He’d encourage them whenever they hit a roadblock on their journey, and they’d just a quickly be there for him when he hit a dead end in his mission. Even Hugh- who’d been less than trusting of him at the start- had warmed up to him.

The notion of going their separate ways was bound to be painful… painful for everyone involved. But being the responsible adult of the group, it was up to N to make the hard choice in order to keep the young trainers safe. It was for the best.

Nyx was silent, before her eyes fell to the ground and she hung her head. “Oh… okay.” she murmured, shifting on her paws a little. “We’ll… we’ll see them again after we beat Plasma’s butts though, right?”

N found himself unable to think of a response for a moment. Honestly… he wasn’t sure if there’d be a point to involve himself in August’s life any further after this was all over. He didn’t want to trouble them or Hugh more than he’d already had this last month- they had their own goals, he had his, and he wasn’t sure their paths would ever intersect again.

Still… he wanted to remain optimistic. For Nyx’s sake. Sometimes he forgot she was still only a kit, and this was all a lot on her, too.

“We’ll…” he hesitated, trying to find his words, before letting out an exhale and giving the shiny Zorua a gentle, comforting pat between the ears. “Yeah. We will. I’m sure of it.”

The little Dark-type’s eyes appeared to brighten a little, and N felt a bit of relief seeing his companion’s mood lift. A part of him wanted to believe it himself- that he’d remain in contact with his new friends. Maybe after he found Blake, he could introduce them.

…But for now, that had to wait.

For now, he had an evil team to stop, a Pokémon to save, a friend he had to track down, and… two he had to bid his goodbyes too.

With one last glance towards Blake’s abandoned campsite, he scooped Nyx up off the ground, cradling her in one arm while clutching the left behind letter in his other hand as he began the long trek back to Lentimas.

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