#got my armor trimmed

[scrolling-here-is-a-sin]

Cutlery

[winged-wolf-s-collection-of-arts]

[cackles evilly]

just raided a fortress in minecraft >:)

[zepskies]

Rest

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Summary: Dean is your rock, but you’ve become his place of rest.

AN: Surprise! Just something short and sweet for Dean. 💜

Word Count: 600

Tags/Warnings: Established relationship; fluff, hurt/comfort, tinge of angst

On nights like these, the urge hits you the most.

You’re already in bed, wearing one of his old shirts and little else. You’re waiting for Dean, watching him finish brushing his teeth. He wraps it up by splashing some water on his face.

He stops for a moment, with his hands on the edges of the sink. He looks at his reflection and rubs a hand over the thick stubble on his face.

It’s halfway to beard territory. He needs a trim, he’s probably thinking.

(You don’t mind a little extra scruff.)

He hesitates, looking deeper at his own reflection. You notice the lines around his tired eyes, the weight of the last hunt still heavy on his shoulders. It's weighing on yours too, having carved out another small notch in your heart.

But you also know how many more layers this man carries, including the ones he adds himself.

“Dean,” you prompt quietly.

His head turns in your direction, and you give him a smile, beckoning him over.

Again, he hesitates. But he goes to you. After dipping his side of the bed with his weight, he smoothes a hand over your hair in affection. He takes off his father’s watch; the last piece of the hunter’s armor before he lays down on his back beside you. The old metal and leather watch clunks on the nightstand.

He then opens an arm to welcome you over, where you routinely find a place against his side.

“Come ‘ere,” he murmurs, his voice low and gravel. Your lips curve, but you gently push his arm back down to his side.

“Turn over,” you say, making a rolling gesture with your finger. Dean’s brows knit together in confusion, but he’s just curious enough to heed the encouragement of your hands on his arm and his back. He turns onto his side, facing away from you.

You settle yourself higher on your pillows, and you guide him backwards, until he’s resting against your soft upper body. You wrap your arms over his broad shoulders, and your hand moves, soothing across his chest. Even now, you feel the tension in his frame.

“Relax,” you say in a near whisper. You press a lingering kiss to his cheek. “I’ve always wanted to be the big spoon.”

A smile raises the corners of Dean’s lips. He even chuckles, shaking both of you.

“Yeah? Feels kinda weird,” he admits. He doesn’t think he’s been held like this since he was a kid.

“Well, give it a minute,” you say, with a bit of cheekiness.

Then you sigh and settle into this yourself. When your arms cross over his chest, Dean grabs your wrist, holding you there. He lets out another deep breath of his own.

Okay, he agrees, if only in his mind. Not bad.

He does relax against you, inhaling the floral scent of your body wash, feeling the tickle of your hair on his shoulder, and the gentle rise and fall of your breath. It's all familiar, and reminds him that he's home.

Dean leans over to turn off the light on his nightstand, but he returns to your embrace. He reaches back, just to stroke your cheek in a silent thanks. Smiling in the dark, you lay another kiss on the side of his head, and you close your eyes.

Dean does the same. He lets your warmth seep into his body, releasing the tension of a shitty hunt. He tries to let go of the faces he couldn’t save.

And he actually rests. 

AN: Just one of my little daydreams that I finally got a chance to write down. 💜

Ko-Fi Me ☕

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[mazamba]

"You need what?"

"I know it's a lot to ask," cut in Danny before Batman could go from confused to angry, "Just let me explain. I swear it's for a good reason."

Batman eyed his teammate skeptically. King Phantom was one of the League's newest and youngest members. Despite his unorthodox introduction to the team, he and his sister, Stray, had proven to be valuable additions to the Justice League and to the Teen Titans respectively. He was tall and imposing, despite his relatively slender frame. His visage was made the more menacing by the Crown of Fire that hovered above his head in a tiny version of the Aurora Borealis instead of his predecessor's green flames, the royal armor over his jumpsuit, and the fur-trimmed coat made of a rippling window into space.

"Ok, so you know how Bruce Wayne adopted Cassandra Cain, but she's David Cain's biological daughter, right?"

"..."

"...right! So, at some point, David sold human eggs on the black market," he continued, "you have no idea how hard it was to get the information on Vlad's supplier, but we did figure out that he bought the eggs from Cain for his experiments and then completely messed up the cloning process."

"How?"

"We have no idea! But my clone, my sister, has my ghost DNA, but part of mine and someone else's human DNA."

"What makes you think it's Cassandra's?"

He pulled out his phone, a two-year-old model with a cracked screen, and showed him the face of his sixteen-year-old sister in her human form next to a picture of Bruce's own eighteen-year-old daughter from a tabloid.

"She looks a lot like me," he admitted, "but she also looks a lot like Cassandra Cain, so we think Vlad got a sample mixed up or forgot to take out a nucleus or something and made-."

"A daughter instead of a clone."

It was a good thing Phantom wasn't particularly good at reading body language, or his tightening fist might've alerted him that something was wrong.

"I mean... sort of? It's different with clones. She's technically my daughter but I turned nineteen, like, a month ago, so I don't thi- I'm getting off track! The point is, Dani's destabilizing again and I need a clean DNA sample to help her. I tried to get into Wayne manor, but the place is warded to hell and back. You know Bruce Wayne, right? Can you help me talk with Cassandra?"

Batman sighed and turned his head to Phantom's right.

"Orphan."

"Motherfu-! How long has she been standing there!?"

She didn't respond to his yelp/question and instead turned to Batman.

"Take a tube to Gotham and ask Cassandra Wayne for a DNA sample."

Orphan nodded and walked off to the tubes.

"... Is it just me or was she a little quieter than usual?"

Bruce sighed, not looking forward to whatever his week was about to become.

[twinkunhater]

Captured and Fucked

DOM! Karina x Sub (male) reader

"Insignificant, elven scum" a female knight spat on your face, she undressed you with her sword. Leaving small shallow slits in your body, as she was done. She threw you in one of the cages, slamming your back against the cold, rusty metal cages. As the carriage was moving you can hear them talking about what they'll be doing to your kind...

"They'd be a good slave" a female knight laughed. "A good fuck you mean?" Another spoked. As both of them laughed at each other's remarks, a knight slowly approached your cage, with her helmet off. "You look nice, what's your name?" She spoke with a strict and demanding voice. You stayed silent, as your voice was almost losing due to screaming for help as your parents were slowly being crushed by a wall. She looked at you "Not saying anything?!" She slammed her sword on the cage, testing if you were deaf. You covered your ears, your ears were sensitive to sound. She smiled "Not deaf, eh?" She spoke with a slight grin on her lips.

"Karina, stop teasing our captives jeez" A knight said in sigh. "You forget I'm the Captain in this squadron, Second at Command?" She laughed and all of the knights followed after. "So where we?" She uncaged you, and as she was about to reach for your face. You fully know you can't escape. She grabs your face and pulls it towards her, "Your. Name. Elven scum." she spoke it so casually like it's not some disgusting word. "Go kill yourself..." You spat back, hearing those words she pulled you hard.

Taking you out of the cage, now shes dragging you to show you off. "This little one here is feisty, should this be taught a lesson?" She held you up high with your neck, you never felt this kind of pain before... 'These disgusting, revolting humans... Do this to my kind?! This can't go in any fur-' as his inner monologue was interrupted. She dropped him, causing him immense pain in his knees. "Let's make use of you, we'll do what's left" her words are filled with every sinful emotion.

As she dragged across the barracks showing you off, to the towns square berating you, to the throne where the King and the Queen mocking and laughing at you. Still you stand resilient, but for how long can you do it? That question floated across your mind the entire time... "Hey" A voice interrupted you... It was her, "This is my quarters, from now on, you stay here and live here, got that?" You stood in silence, trying your best to be resilient.

"I said, you got that?!" Her words filled with annoyance, she came close to you. You looked at her, without hesitation she slapped you hard enough to make you fall on your knees. As you feel on your knees "AM I NOT LOUD ENOUGH?! YOU PATHETIC ELVEN SCUM, DO YOU THINK YOU CAN KEEP UP THIS STUPID RESILIENCE OF YOURS?! I WILL BREAK YOU, UNTIL YOU CAN NO LONGER STAND UP FOR YOURSELF!" You trembled on the ground, she grabbed you by the arm and threw you to her bed. Her strength is much, much stronger than the male knights back home, you fear whats about to happen after this... "Y-Yes!" I replied quickly to avoid any further noises, "Yes, what?!" She asked "Have you forgotten your place, slut?" She followed soon after. "Y-Yes, M-Master...".You sheepishly spoke, she then grabbed your head with he left arm.

You held her arm due to the immense strength she possessed, while pining you forcefully she ripped your clothes with her right arm. As your ragged clothes were ripped, she removed her armor. Revealing a very sweaty, sexy, perfect body. Her body was filled with scars from raging wars and battles, and her bush? Perfectly trimmed, not too much or shaved. She removed her hands off your head, as she positioned herself onto your cock. She lifted your legs, spreading them and stretching up to your chest.

You were flexible but you stiffen as she aligns your perfectly sized cock into her wet, pinkish gates. Without further foreplay, she slammed herself onto you. Pleasure shot like lighting into your brain, it was almost unbelievable how she can do this without any kind of hesitation. "You like that? Elven slut?" She said as she slammed herself, it felt like she was annoyed at me. It hurts, you tried pushing her legs off of you, tried removing her arms off of your sides. Your position was not something to be proud of, you were turned into a female where your legs are spread and your cock open. In short, you were in a reverse missionary.

You can only cry and moan, as she drains you off of your semen. "Elven cum does feel way hotter, huh?" She told herself while she grabbed her armor and left... You only lay there, drained, tired, legs shaking. It felt painful, but it was scarring for your dignity.

Moments later, she entered the room, angry. She grabbed your neck like a toy and told you. "Strip, now." You looked at her while your hands were at her arms holding it firmly to keep yourself stable. Your neck hurts, but then she drops you. Kicking you, it hit your face. You nose and mouth bled, she then approached you. Still on the ground she grabs your hair, pulling you to face her. "Hesitate again, I'll not only kick your face. Got it?" She said, while you only nodded as the blood in your nose and mouth ran down...

It felt like you were nothing, almost like a toy to be used senselessly. You know if you even fail to do your "Job" you'll be replaced and be put somewhere much horrid...

End of Part 1?

[masked-men-fantasy]

Ask about their manhood size Headcanon (Dead by Daylight)

Headcanon for my beloved masked men from Dead by Daylight. What have they got for us?

NSFW Content. MDNI.

The Trapper

In this case, you didn't ask to know his size. You learn about it accidentally when he secretly washes himself in the heavy rain.

He takes off his workwear bib and lays it on the ground; only his fully naked body is shown. He scrubbed his body to wash out all the blood stains.

That is when you find out how beautiful his body is.

Well-built, gorgeous muscle, perfect body fat ratio, thick pecs, mass thighs, and well-rounded buttocks.

And, of course, his manhood part.

The sight is not clear, but it can be assumed that he has an 8-inch shaft. Not to be surprised, there are open wounds on it as well, making you wonder if it hurts or not.

Curiosity does kill a cat; your foot makes a cracking sound because of the dried branch nearby. Notified by the sound, he quickly reached for his cleaver and walked directly to the source of the noise.

You attempt to run, but then your foot steps into the bear trap that he placed inside the bush.

Evan finally reaches you. The shadows of his body covering your entire body show how big he is compared to you.

To your surprise, he does not pick you up to bring you to the sacrificial hook. Instead, he pushes you down on the floor, and your face tastes the ground. The trapper lifts your hips up and tears open your pants.

You are in trouble—very deep trouble now. Hopefully, it is a kind of trouble that you have on your mind.

The Knight

"If I were to show you such a private matter, would you accept to be a sex slave for me and my pack for a week then?" Tarhos makes an offer. One that is very difficult to turn down.

You slowly took out the metal armor on his lower part until it revealed a thin red loincloth and what he had inside.

Around 4 inches when flaccid. Then you have to put in some work to make it hard.

6.5 inches when fully erect, and the tip of his cock is pretty red, so it can be assumed that he has not done it for awhile.

He is also uncut.

Not well-trimmed pubic hair. It is not so shaggy or dirty; you can assume that he does not have much self-grooming experience, so he might use any convenient blades he could find to cut those hairs.

Now that you know the answer, you know what is going to happen next, yes?

Tarhos strikes his sword down the ground, a green aura lights up through his sword, and the faithful three are summoned.

"Let us enjoy this slave I found," Tarhos said, his lustful eyes looking through his helmet. The same goes for those three who just show up.

You are so done for.

[coffeegnomee]

I finally finished the Leo revival part and my take is that Mapicc asked Leo to be a mole.

Idk what the original plan was, we know Mapicc wanted to revive him himself, but then Zam and Derap do it first and ask Leo on right away. So they suddenly have like two minutes to prepare.

Leo is insistent and petulant and silly and all the usual 'Lifestealer wants in on a team' tactics. I thought initially that this is why Leo always betrays his old team when asked back/revived bc he just really wants to be involved in the action, and if you ask him back he wants in, regardless of anything that was going on in the past.

But they didn't ask him back: Mapicc did.

And then Leo gets Flame on, within 70 seconds Leo is dead, he guilt trips and then rage quits, making Derap and Zam have to call him back on, which they will of course, and when he gets back he keeps guilt tripping saying he'll just quit.

Flame also logged off instantly after the kill, no talking in chat at all, no comments, nothing. Like he was trying to fake a recording and we all know how terrible the lifestealers are at faking a recording believably. The tell is always that they do it too fast. Lifesteal is longwinded and slow. If you get to the point too fast, you're faking it. And then there's the heart Mapicc later said he got back and the fact Leo still had his same armor trims despite saying Flame took it. If you're faking a kill you give everything back.

So then Leo gets them to come back over, he guesses about the zaun idea, like he already was fed information that he was to infiltrate, and he insists incessantly to be added. And they refuse.

So what's Mapicc to do. the mole failed.

So now it's his turn. He goes for the angle of being mad at Flame, saying they should kill him together. Zam explains how he wanted Leo to hear both sides and then choose, and Mapicc goes, well now he's pissed at Flame so he will never join Mawn (getting Leo back on as a mole), then Mapicc asks if they will help him lure Flame out, they say no, then Mapicc wants to set up a trap at Zaun and Zam says why don't you use your trust with Flame against him, and Mapicc immediately shifts to saying he can't kill Flame bc Flame will just blow up spawn.

Trying everything to get into a situation where Zam and Derap will fight him. Because I think that's his main angle. Despite anything about Zam, Mapicc desperately wants to be opposed with Mawn. He wants to prove his power by a fight, a war, like you do on lifesteal, and they just refuse to fight him. Even if he doesn't want to fight Zam, he sees it as inevitable, not just because he believes Zam will fight him, but because he's meant to be opposed. And nobody is opposing him.

Derap starts laying it on thick that they are just building and want to be peaceful at Zaun and Mapicc, both incredulously and mockingly, says, you guys settled.

And they agree. They're not going to fight.

And Mapicc can only say "have fun living out your days gentlemen" and leaves without waiting for an answer.

I doubt he lets them off that easily. He knows the dedication to the sport of doing an arc against Zam. Zam never gives up. And currently his 'never gives up' is about not fighting.

[arielluva]

so back in april i had the idea to draw ace attorney characters as if they were in fantasy life (so essentially combining two of my favorite games) but only finished phoenix then. tonight i finished up the page with some more, and since we know what the new lives in fantasy life i will be, i got the excuse to include vera as an artist :))

id under cut

[image ID: 5 digital drawings of some ace attorney characters drawn in the fantasy life art style, which is a very expressive, stylized chibi style. they are drawn in the outfits for different lives as if they were in fantasy life. in the top left, phoenix wright is drawn as a paladin, with text next to his head that says "Phoenix Paladin". he is wearing silver armor with gold trim, the trim forming a 'P' on his chest. the 'P' has a red gemstone in the center of it. his shoulder guards also have red gems on them. he has a long blue cape fluttering behind him, as he stands confidently, holding a sword in his left hand and holding up a shield with his right. the sword and shield are also silver with gold and red accents like his armor. next to phoenix, in the top middle, apollo justice is drawn as a blacksmith. he has text next to his head that reads "Apollo Blacksmith". he is wearing a teal apron on top of a white shirt and pants. his sleeves are rolled up, and he has a red piece of fabric tied around his waist. he is wiping sweat off his forehead with his right hand, and holding a hammer in his left. next to apollo on the top right, is vera misham. she is drawn as an artist, with text next to her head that reads "Vera Artist" she is wearing a pink beret that resembles her bandana, and has a paint brush with pink paint on the very top. she is holding her sketchbook in her right hand, and a paint brush in her left. she is wearing brown gloves that are stained with various colors of paint. she is wearing a pink dress with a darker pink collar and bow, and the skirt of the dress has a darker pink line going horizontally across it. she has a white apron tied around her waist that is also stained with various colors of paint. she is wearing brown sandals. on the bottom left of the drawing is trucy wright drawn as a wizard, with text next to her head that reads "Trucy Wizard". she is in an excited pose, running while holding her staff, a tall wand with a glittering green gem on top. she is wearing a light blue pointy witch hat with a white ribbon wrapped around it. the inside of her hat is pink. she is wearing a medium length black dress with a white belt, and she is wearing pointy white shoes. she is wearing a light blue cloak, with the hood on her shoulders, that has her green diamond brooch hanging where the ends of her hood meet. her cloak is fluttering behind her and trimmed with white and gold, the insides if her sleeves being pink. on the bottom right of the image, ema skye is drawn as an alchemist, with text next to her head that reads "Ema Alchemist". she is wearing gold goggles with pink lenses, and her hair is drawn more poofy than usual. she is wearing a white coat over a light green dress. she has a pink tie loosely around her neck, and she is wearing a darker green corset with gold buttons. her shoes are plain black. she is holding a potion bottle filled with a yellow liquid in her right hand, and is looking at it calmly, with the left hand in her white coat's pocket. end ID].

[brights-place]

This has been stirring in my head since now-

Can I request romantic headcanons with either Pierce, Ash or Rhys with a male daemon S/O who’s noi’s younger sibling. They had similar personalities, but after some events they’re the opposite.

Like they went from sweet and loving to closed off and aggressive, he acts as if he’s ava’s bodyguard in a way always trying to protect her. They’ve have also been on earth a month longer than the group since he left on his own a month prior to them having find a new place to inhabit

(This idea has no reason to be make me smile so badly)

[My Inner demons ] Pierce, Ash, Rhys x M! Daemos Reader (seperate)

Warnings: Angst, Burns, Scars, Comfort

A/N: HELLOOO!! I never thought I'd get a request like this and im happy there are people who want me to write from many other fandoms i'm apart of! which i'm so happy about!! but I think I got too into the angst part.. THIS TOOK ME SO LONG

Summary: Romantic head cannons with either Pierce, Ash or Rhys with a male daemos S/O who’s noi’s younger sibling who left them. They had similar personalities, but after some events they’re the opposite of what they use to be. They went from sweet and loving to closed off and aggressive, he acts as if he’s ava’s bodyguard in a way always trying to protect her. They’ve have also been on earth a month longer than the group since he left on his own a month prior to them having find a new place to inhabit

You returned late at night after working it was draining living as a human but you got into their customs easily some stuff still made you confused but you got into it. This place earth was hard to adapt but it would work yes there were humans many supplies of energy and magic for years but it wasnt worth it maybe others would learn like you have.

So here you were successfully finding the new place earth able to adapt ava helped you out as you were panicked and confused after everything that happened to you and how Ava cared for you when you were in pain and rare act from daemos was shocking yet you were quick to understand the cultures were different. Ava helped you get a job as a blacksmith which you enjoyed since you didnt get hurt at all when crafting.

Your heart nearly leapt out of your chest when seeing the door open it was night but as soon as you slammed the door open you saw ava help a guy hand out blankets to other men in the room. All having horns and medival like armour- no it cant…

“The human has brought back up!” A boy with orange hair with yellow and orange horns pointed before freezing “[Name]…?” The wide eyes you had staring at them “Noi… what are you doing here” he looked at the others.

The famillar apperances. How your eyes land on a man with raventte hair eyebrows furrowing smelling the famillar scent as his eyebrows furrowed as he summoned fire from his hand as you glared “Didn’t expect this” you uttered staring at the males famillar figure.

Asch is medium skin, black hair and eyes, and horns that grow from the front of his head, and curve upward the a golden band around his left horn. His black skintight armor, along with a fluffy red and cream cape that is hooked on by a silver clip around his neck. Asch is symbolizing tattoo on his right arm, along with a golden band/bracelet and bandages. On his left arm, the silver and navy armor on and strapped red belt.

Rhys stood beside Asch with wide eyes is warm-toned skin and deep blue eyes. His dark brown hair is styled in short dreadlocks. The dark blue horns atop his head curve inwards and point out. The black skin-tight armor along with a blue amulet on a chain around his neck. His coat is blue with light blue designs and golden trimmings. His wrists are covered by maroon bandages. His belt consists of red fabric and beige ropes.

Pierce sitting on a seat gripping his sword a light blue claymore sword that has a dark blue handle. His tan skin, dark brown hair in a low ponytail, blue eyes, and ombre from dark blue to light blue horns that grow from the sides of his head and curve upwards, black skin tight armor, along with a robe that is light blue with black and white details. He also has a light periwinkle belt. On his right arm, Pierce has a tattoo that spans his entire shoulder and steel armor on his forearm. His left arm is covered by one of his sleeves, with a navy-colored pauldron. He wears a dark blue bracelet on his left wrist. His eyes stare back at you slightly having eyebrows furrowed while you take a step back.

You glanced over seeing leif is wide eyes “No way…” before he grinned Leif is same old tan skin, white hair, and teal eyes, along with a scar on his right eye. He has sharp, shark-like teeth. He has two green horns that curve out of his head upward. He wears black skintight armor, with grey and green armor/cloth, a yellow rope around his hips, and armored arms as he held his two scythes in his hand “Your alive!” He laughed

Noi stared at You with shaky pupils “[Name]” “Lay another hand on Ava I will have your head” You stated Noi looked abit more grown up since you last saw him his pale skin, salmon-colored hair, and amber eyes, along with two small orange horns that point directly upwards. Noi now wore a collared navy and orange short-sleeved shirt, and his right arm has white and orange bandaging, while his left arm has grey and orange armor. Noi's belt is white, as well. Noi wears orange pants, with grey and brown armored boots. He is also much shorter than the rest of the Deamos but taller than Ava which was nice to know he had a growth spirt before you left.

You glanced towards Ava who spoke “[Name]” she walked over “lets go to my room” you glared at the group cursing quietly “they should not be here they are bad” you scowled at her as she whispered “I took you in here when you were on the street I let them come in and stay-“ “they are calling you prisoner” you deadpanned as she chuckled looking away “My room” she gestured as she went in as you stared at her before turning your head to the group as you sighed pushing your hair back “You aren’t suppose to be here any of you” “says the traitor” Leif stated “I don’t expect a former assassin to know shit when he got left behind” Leif scowled as you let your horns appear with a swift motion of your hand and pointed to asch “Lay a hand on her and your dead” as you walked backwards into ava’s room glaring at the group.

Prince Asch

- You... YOU TRAITOR! Leaving daemos and now being like this! how dare you defy him-! YOU WERE HIS SOON TO BE HUSBAND

- You angered him once by leaving him alone by himself for YEARS alone yet here you were beside the new prisoner staring at them all with anger - The way you wouldn't let them get near her protecting the 'Prisoner' you were loyal to her staring down the group when they got too close. - When Ava let them stay you were quick to try convincer her to leave them to rot but she denied it saying how when you came to find help she helped you get accustomed to the world - Since it's 1 day on earth its 3 days for daemos so you would have been gone for so long - The way you protected the 'prisoner' made his heart swell up as his threats were harsh to Ava yet you were so quick to smack his hand away from trying to burn Ava - Asch was quick to notice how fast you were to try harm him when trying to harm ava as the others went to protect Asch but the way he saw your eyes not falter staring at him like he was the enemy he couldn't help but suck in a breath - You were different from who you were last time where you matched noi's energy due to being siblings and well helping him grow up since you both were bound by blood Noi is personality kindness everything that was deemed as weakness in daemos was taught by you - So seeing the burn mark of your neck from when you two fought from a couple days before you left made him falter slightly as the skin looked like leather yet the pigment was slight different to your s/c skin - The way your personality shifted too intrigued him as how hostile you were to not only the prince but also placing a blade to his neck as he had his hand on fire still close to your face ready to attack like you. Hurting the prince is an act of Treason - Rhys was quick to diffuse the situation but Asch thought ava had put some sort of spell the Prisoner Sorceress must have done something to you but the way you acted like when you were on daemos with him was the way you were acting with Ava - You cared for her and Asch couldn't help but watch his scowl deeper. How DARE you not only leave him not only hold a HUMANS hand you were together you were going to be BOUND together - You angered him once by leaving him alone by himself for YEARS alone yet here you were beside the new prisoner staring at them all with anger - The way you wouldn't let them get near her protecting the 'Prisoner' you were loyal to her staring down the group when they got too close. - When Ava let them stay you were quick to try convincer her to leave them to rot but she denied it saying how when you came to find help she helped you get accustomed to the world

- Since it's 1 day on earth its 3 days for daemos so you would have been gone for so long - The way you protected the 'prisoner' made his heart swell up as his threats were harsh to Ava yet you were so quick to smack his hand away from trying to burn Ava - Asch was quick to notice how fast you were to try harm him when trying to harm ava as the others went to protect Asch but the way he saw your eyes not falter staring at him like he was the enemy he couldn't help but suck in a breath - You were different from who you were last time where you matched noi's energy due to being siblings and well helping him grow up since you both were bound by blood Noi is personality kindness everything that was deemed as weakness in daemos was taught by you - So seeing the burn mark of your neck from when you two fought from a couple days before you left made him falter slightly as the skin looked like leather yet the pigment was slight different to your s/c skin - The way your personality shifted too intrigued him as how hostile you were to not only the prince but also placing a blade to his neck as he had his hand on fire still close to your face ready to attack like you. Hurting the prince is an act of Treason - Rhys was quick to diffuse the situation but Asch thought ava had put some sort of spell the Prisoner Sorceress must have done something to you but the way you acted like when you were on daemos with him was the way you were acting with Ava - You cared for her and Asch couldn't help but watch his scowl deeper. How DARE you not only leave him not only hold a HUMANS hand you were together you were going to be BOUND together

- Though out of everything Asch couldn't help but miss you which is vulnerability yet he couldn't help but miss the way you smiled at him... how you held him close - Asch noticed from the corner of his eyes how noi is body froze entirely fists clutched - After awhile of them staying you still were protectiv over Ava and Asch would still call her prisoner but wouldn't harm her - He couldn't help but try compliment you from what he learned from the man on the magic mirror in the living room - You helped them all accustom to the changes on earth - Asch though tried to rebuild your relationship no matter how much it hurt to see the way you'd back away from hsi flamed slightly something you used to admire - Every time though he tried to threaten ava with his power you'd step in though still afraid of the flames in his palm but held your head high - After awhile Asch got close enough to you like before though the smile you had before still wasn't on your lips only a closed lip one was all he could get - He didn't care yes he still had his anger issues but you still knew what to do to relax him even after from how long you were gone you still knew how to take care of him like Rhys... more then Rhys - He stared at you holding your hand even if Asch wanted to marry 'princess' ava he kenw his heart didn't feel right as he gripped to your hand like you'd leave again - it was a habit now he would hold onto you like you'd leave him again betray him all over again... - It took him so long to get over you took him so long to trust you again so long for you both to be back in eachothers arms and he didn't need you to leave his arms again yet he knew what would happen if you met your demise once back in daemos.

General Pierce

- Pierce doesn't speak much and it was known it was always hard to get him to speak up but when he saw you he couldn't help but loosen his grip on aphmau lightly - He wondered why you weren't hugging him smiling to see someone you were close to where you both were close to being bound to eachother as partners - The others were shocked to especially when you were defending aphmau with your life REALLY WITH YORU LIFE threatening the prince was an act which could get you killed - He stared as he let go of ava setting her down and pattered her head this was a gesture he learnt from you. When you'd comfort the smaller daemos children and Noi in when they have failed or gotten hurt - Asch would tell you off yet he'd also be a victim to how you consoled him rubbing your hand on his hair. Pierce had one of the moments where after training he was more tense due to the royal court killing a daemos child - You consoled him by patting his hair as you did to the others Asch was even effected by the death because the child harmed the human soul without knowing the reason why yet this was when they were still under asch is fathers hand.

- Pierce was quick to notice how fast you were to try harm asch he whipped out his sword and held it against your throat as you didn't falter - You were different from who you were last time your sweet smile was gone as it was a permanent scowl staring them down like they were monsters something Pierce hated to see - So seeing the large scar from your eyes to your lips as it made him grip tighter to the handle of his weapon as a scar ran from your ear to your lips a large scar that was slowly healing - A scar that marked the day where you were running to leave daemos one of ashes knights who betrayed the kingdom killing one of the humans souls and taking it leaving one one human left alive as the kingdom hoped to keep the last soul safe while chasing down the Daemos Knight - Pierce was close to having your head to kill you on the spot like he did all those years ago to a human that called him a monster. that daemos were deemed as monsters to those who were killed by there hands... - Pierce had you that day yet he couldn't help but stare at you and falter the moment he saw your eyes with a look that he saw years ago hostility yet it still lingered with fear - As soon as pierced raised his sword he saw your quick movement to move back as he didn't hesitate slicing from your ear to your lips as he paused seeing the drop of a liquid drip from your s/c skin as your horns glowed as a scream ruptured from your throat of pain and agony as you held your eye as Pierce froze seeing the one who he deemed close to his heart hurt by his hands. - Seeing you there infront of him fine but protecting a human life on the line - Ava didn't know and she didn't need to know why you held her close to your heart like she'd leave when glaring the others - You and Him were an iconic duo as before Leif became the second strongest in the group you were on par with Pierce in a fighting situation yet he noticed how you were more muscular defined features as you glared at him - Though Pierce noticed Noi is shaky pupils staring at his sibling with wide eyes - Pierce would try get closer to you like in the past where you would do stupid things when on duties with him - He would stand by you keep quiet as he would try to get you to touch him like you use too - He would always stare at your hand the entire time or at your eyes yet he was still stuck with the horrid memories of you screams the day he hurt you - It took awhile but he still couldn't get you to laugh to smile like you use to for now the rare moments he did get you to react were small but he will continue trying to have you smile and laugh like you use to - He would reach out to touch you in some moments where he thinks you'd be comfy with it but noticing how your quick to go hostile made him stop - Though he noticed how you would stare at him if he did you habit to comfort or soothe someone which were small pats to the head which he noticed you let out a small laugh which he smile slightly at - when you got closer once more still not showing much as you use to he still is trying to redeem himself in your eyes holding you close in his arms tightly he can't do what he did before not ever again to someone he loves

Royal Advisor Rhys

- Rhys would instantly panic mentally but have a calm composure when seeing you but you turning on your own people having a blade to Prince Asch is neck?? - DID YOU HAVE A DEATH WISH!? - The others were shocked but Rhys? he was gonna start aging faster then lady grandma as you holding a blade to the prince is neck was an act of treason ESPECIALLY THREATNING TO SLICE HIS NECK! - Rhys was always thinking mentally but in the situation where you were in-front of him he was impulsive as fuck staring from afar before he diffused the situation in a quick pace yet he noticed your guard was still up - When it was done Rhys was so quick to ask you questions grabbing your arm happy to have a daemos with them but pausing seeing how your ripped your arm from his hand he paused seeing the white or grayish, purplish-yellow skin area on your arm and finger tips as he paused when he remembered the lingering feeling from where your skin that felt abnormally firm or waxy in his grasp as he stared at your arm - He pursed his lips remembering how in mid argument with rhys before you left where he gripped onto your arm tightly that he accidently left you with permanent damage of frostbite - He couldn't help but bite his lip pausing as he tried to keep his calm composure to pursued you to help them - How he wish he didn't lash out on you for telling him you will be gone for awhile with a reason for all of daemos to show that kindness will take you far - Rhys told you off many times for being selfless yet the time you were selfish made his body clench up when they were told to hunt you down. One of Asch is royal guards betraying the royal family not only that BUT TAKING THE LIFE OF ONE OF THE LAST HUMANS SOULS! - The male was panicking biting his lip when the situation occurred as he made sure to try bring you back so when Pierce had you in a moment you screaming got him to find you but seeing pierce stand there watching you escape through somewhere and vanishing Rhys was quick to act out his calm demeanor vanishing - He shouted at Pierce for letting you go yet he didn't ignore the blood on pierce is blade he belittled the general for being incompetent yet he couldn't help but let out a breath of relief mentally that he didn't see your dead eyes - With the current situations with the prisoner from what asch called the human sorceress you would speak up for her and tell her how bad these 'people were' but how ava was able to touch you where he couldn't he sucked in a breath as she was able to relax you but still were defensive on the situation - Rhys would ask you questions and you'd give back cold answers making him try work harder to understand with limit access to information he'd ask you more then Ava due to well you could explain it better to him you both were close before - Both of you were close before partners in well being the royal advisor and one of asch is trusted knights but both of you were close as you would listen to him talk about his studies as he'd listen to your rambles - He loved when he studied and you'd style his hair in different ways with the cornrows as he enjoyed your touch and how you would add small charms and beads on it but now since your touch was gone he had to do it himself - Though he would never let anyone else do it only you and him he couldn't add trnkets or beads to it as he felt it wasn't exactly right - He would stare at the small box in his room where it was covered in dust and at the many items that would decorate his hair with the beads and small trinkets - He knew you being kind was a weakness you showed sides of yourself which made you a good and easy target for being 'weak' to other daemos yet you were on par with pierce in strength - Rhys would try to bond with you like you use to as best he could and try squeeze info out - Rhys was intelligent and knew your limits but as he tried to talk to you like he use to how you scowled at him he went to his formal tone yet he had to hold his breath when you sneered at him

- You and Rhys were always staring each other down as rhys would try to keep you close to him by his side or help him learn something since you both were quick learners but it seems with how you changed you were quicker to act - Rhys would try to see your smile every time he found something new he learnt like he use to on how you both would celebrate with new discoveries and studies but all he would get was a grunt that made him take in a sharp inhale before he would continue to try talk to you about it due to missing your familiar praise - Though out of everybody he knew how Noi had the most effect on seeing you due to seeing the yellow horned daemos who wanted to rush over to you yet leif held him back which Rhys noticed on how he was mostly affected by it with the shaking fists and hands with noi's wide eyes too yet Rhys couldn't compare to what Noi must be feeling but he knew how much Rhys needed you again in his arms - You were so close and held each other in small moments even when reading or doing your own things - He would have leif try to heal you a small amount yet your scars were still there no matter what a permanent damage that you didn't want leif to heal even when Rhys said that it would be good for you yet you denied - Trying to re-establish your relationship was hard yet he earned some trust back with you - He couldn't help but smile when in the middle of trying to fix his hair in the living room while conversing with Asch on the floor sitting on cushions you sat behind him and started to undo his hair for him - It was a little thing but he knew that he was slowly progressing and he didn't want you to go away and leave him alone not again even if you betrayed the kingdom and him he still missed you and won't ever want you to leave him again...

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[rubykgrant]

Because I can never leave anything alone, I'm going back over some of my face designs for RVB characters, a few are just getting minor adjustments for a few lines I wanted to fix, others are getting more noticeable changes. Anyway- Donut, Doc, and Kai!

When I was first trying to figure out faces for all the characters, I had my own concepts, but I also looked at fan-art other other people had made over the years... I nodded to things I that happened to coincide, but when certain things were different I was like "hmm yes. I must Ponder This", and sometimes changed my mind, sometimes I didn't.

With Donut, I kinda had it in my head that he's actually pretty tall with broad shoulders, and pretty muscular (he's got one heck of an arm, we know that~). I didn't want him to have a slender face, or petite features (I really wanted him to have a defined shape to his chin/jawline, and a somewhat broad nose). A lot of Donut designs out of the armor had him as a skinny guy, and no shame to any of those, but again- he's STRONG. I was sort of stuck for a while not leaning into him be more chunky for a while... but I finally started imagining him with a thicker body-type and more of a belly (I'd even chalk this up to him gaining some healthy weight as part of his life, but also I'm just not letting the lingering influence of thin-Donut be so prevalent; he's a Donut with some CAKE now~). I've thickened up his neck and shoulder mass a little more (you can't see just in the face, but yes, he's thicker around the middle too). He still likes looking fabulous; after the grenade incident, he played around with different hair styles, sometimes trying to hide what happened, but he finally settled on letting one side grow out, and cutting the other side short like an undercut (his natural hair color is more strawberry-blonde, or what he'd call "carrot cake", but he's dyed the other side a little brighter. maybe he'd even do some pink-streaks in there, but mostly he doesn't go through all that on a regular basis. Donut has been teased for EVERYTHING about himself, he wants people to know he's a tough-guy, but it isn't fair that he'd have to act like he doesn't enjoy things that are fashionable and cute... but it also isn't fair to act like he's just "too dainty" for rough work, he ain't afraid to get down and dirty! a-hem, that is- he likes styling his hair/wearing cute outfits, but doesn't hide his imperfections or dampen his STRENGTHS). The scar from the grenade explosion is on his right side, cover the area of one eye (and his eyebrow is a little thin over there). His eye itself wasn't damaged, but he lost some hearing in that ear (he wears a hearing aide outside of the armor, but tech in the helmet would compensate for it). He usually has flavored lip-balm of some kind (which he is more than happy to share), so there is a little shine of color on his lips (also, his mouth kinda naturally makes a kitty-shape)

Doc's design hasn't changed a whole lot from my first version, but I added a little more texture to his hair; he has dark, thick and curly hair, which he keeps trimmed short. His features are mostly soft and rounded, but I wanted to give him a defined shape to his nose. I imagine that out of the armor, he's one of the shorter characters, but still pretty athletic (he's built for running, but also isn't very slender, with a wide torso and thick around the middle. in many ways, he sort of carries himself with a relaxed posture, so he's very unassuming, but he is indeed capable of defending himself as well as others. both he and O'Malley are very expressive with gestures/body-language, sometimes they even sort of "communicate" to each other without speaking with different kinds of finger-tapping/fidgeting and such). His ears are a little high-up, and he has lower-set chin. While he doesn't say anything too concrete about his own background in the series, little bits of info imply certain things, and it is pretty accepted that he's not white, perhaps mixed with his heritage (I didn't want him to be just "ambiguously light brown", so I committed to imagining him as Black, Egyptian and Indian. he has a dark-brown skin tone, and his mouth has a sharper curve to the upper lip, with a softer shape to the lower lip). He wears small rounded glasses, mostly to help with reading (the helmet's visor compensates for eyesight)

I thickened up some of the curls of Kai's hair, but I'm mostly pretty happy with my first design of her! She resembles her bro a bit, but has her own features that make her unique. She's mentioned that she's fat, so I kept that in mind with her design; she's very plump and curvy, with some strength hidden in there (she didn't get involved with big battles very often in the series... but she's not a delicate little girl; she can definitely throw her weight around, and with how flexible she is, Kai can actually be pretty creative when it comes to fighting). Being color-blind never stopped her from playing around with different hair colors (though it definitely lead to some unusual combinations in the past), but more recently Donut has helped coordinate a gradient so her natural dark hair shows at the roots, then fades into golden-brown and yellow at then ends, and she keeps it all back with a twisted hair-tie (she also used to have some different hairstyles when she was younger, but she likes just letting it grow out natural now). When I first ever heard the term "button nose" as a kid, I didn't think it meant "tiny" nose, I thought it was a description for noses that are more rounded/broad at the bottom, but maybe not very wide at the bridge... well, I guess the rest of the world has a different definition, but that is still what I picture for Kai (a nose that isn't tiny, but certainly cute). It is known that Kai and Dex both grew up in Hawai'i, so it is common for a lot of fans to imagine them as being native Hawaiians. She has a warm-copper brown skin tone, and double earrings on both sides (one set are two small hoops, the other set are two studs)

[mychlapci]

I got so overboard with this in my notes cause I'm emo and on my period but I trimmed it down, see the vision here. Megatron with a virgin kink finds out that Minimus has done such a stellar job at making Ultra Magnus the untouchable uncorruptible immortal lawman that not only does Magnus still have his valve seals, but Minimus's inner armor and his irreducible form are also sealed. He has this sudden need to break Ultra Magnus all the way to the core, take every piece of Minimus for himself and spoil him for any other mech after him. In a way, it felt just as good for Minimus as it did for Megatron to ruin Ultra Magnus' purity. They both wanted to destroy any untouchable element of that mech he was for so long, it felt freeing in some way to ruin Ultra Magnus and live like a normal mech who does normal things like get their valve destroyed -🌱

hgrhh virginity kink,,,. Megatron is soooo into ruining Ultra Magnus' and Minimus' seals. you don't really get to do that three times to the same person, so he's absolutely going to make it count. i love that it's a healing stepping stone for Minimus, though.

[joyful-enchantress]

Loki’s costume at the end of S2E6 was perfect.

Yes, every part of it, down to those slippers.

And here’s my unsolicited (and delayed) thoughts on the matter.

First, let’s talk about his robe. Not only was it utterly beautiful, down to the draping and the deep, rich shade of green (and I mean come on, would we expect anything less?), its style was incredibly symbolic.

If you look at previous Loki ensembles, especially the ones that include a horned helmet, there is an air of grandeur and finery about them. The exquisitely stitched, buttery leather; the shiny gold trimmings and metal armor accents; the dramatic, billowing capes and overcoats. Even the silhouette of these looks is broad and structured — one might even say severe. Everything about these past looks screams “Look at me; I’m important” and reinforces Tony’s own observation in The Avengers that Loki is a “full-tilt diva” — he longs for the respect and attention that he deserves (and has been denied almost all of his life) and that longing is reflected in his clothing. They are reminiscent of the royal palace in which he was raised. They allow him to be battle-ready, because he’s had to fight and claw for every scrap of love and attention he’s managed to get. They represent a broken prince. A warrior cloaked in royalty. A would-be-king.

Now, compare that to his robe in Loki S2E6. It isn’t flashy. It has a soft silhouette. The shade of green is deeper and richer than we’ve seen; more earthy. An earthy shade of green which, in my opinion, is a nod to Yggdrasil, the cosmic tree that he will weave the branches of the multiverse into. The gold trimming across the front is subtle and understated - I even missed it at first and didn’t realize there was any gold trimming on the robe at all until I got a closer look later. It is simple. The draping is reminiscent of the robes worn by Buddhist monks. His robe reflects a Loki that has more wisdom and humility, and who has realized that being a good king — a proper god — means he will spend his life in service to others. It is the robe of a man who is confident and self-assured and knows exactly what kind of god he needs to be.

Now let’s talk about the slippers. I noticed that they got quite a bit of flack immediately after the finale aired. And I get it — they’re an odd choice, especially when we are so accustomed to the dramatic boots and finely-crafted and statement-making dress shoes he typically dons. For similar reasons as the robe, they are symbolic and fitting for Loki’s development into a wiser, more humble character. Don’t get me wrong, these loafers are still impeccably stylish, and no doubt they are of the finest craftsmanship, because this is still Loki we are talking about here. But they have a purpose, and that purpose is to get him to his final destination. These simple slippers barely even protect Loki’s feet, showing us a kind of vulnerability that we’re unaccustomed to seeing from Loki. He isn’t guarded in this moment; he’s open, connected to his purpose, and sure of himself. The shoes aren’t for battle; they aren’t meant to impress. They are meant to serve.

Now, about what is, quite possibly, my favorite feature of the costume. The horns. These iconic horns which we’ve associated with Loki from the very beginning take on an entirely reimagined look in the finale. First of all, they are bigger than any set we’ve seen resting upon Loki’s brow. So big, in fact, that they weren’t actually a physical part of the costume Tom Hiddleston wore. So big that they would likely hinder his performance if he actually had to bear their weight on his head.

In addition to their size, the horns are made of the same temporal-infused material from which both HWR’s talisman and the citadel at the end of time are constructed. Gone are the opulent golden horns that glisten and shine with the grandeur of royal finery. These horns are dark and heavy. They symbolize the unfathomable weight of the burden that Loki bears in his godly endeavor to save the multiverse. The golden temporal material that runs throughout the horns like veins is reminiscent, to me, of Kintsugi, the Japanese art of mending broken things with gold. And in a way, Loki is a broken thing that has been healed and mended throughout his personal journey of self-acceptance and friendship, and is now more beautiful than he ever has been. More humble. More selfless. More godly.

In addition to the horns, the cape, too, is the largest we’ve seen Loki wear. And while at first, this dramatically oversized cape may seem to stand in opposition to the humility that the rest of the outfit encapsulates, it works. It works because, like the horns, it is symbolic of the burden Loki has chosen to bear. This cape would be unbearably heavy; it would make even the most basic movement difficult. And on top of its sheer size, his cape even becomes torn into strips that are woven into the timelines themselves, literally securing his burden — his service to the multiverse — around his neck.

Lastly, I want to talk about the way this outfit manifested. There’s been a common thread throughout this discussion about the humility and selflessness that this ensemble puts on display. And while that’s true, we’re talking about a relative level of humility and selflessness, when compared to Loki’s previous tendencies. This is still Loki we’re talking about here. He’s got a flair for the dramatic. He’s nothing if not intentional about the way he presents himself. And the way he marched down that gangway like it was his own personal runway, while his clothing fell away in shreds and tatters to reveal this completely fresh but familiar look, was completely on-brand for him. It was theatrical. It was glorious.

His outfit at the end featured accessories that were heavy and larger than life. Those parts were a burden.

It wasn’t short on the style and drama that we’re so accustomed to seeing from Loki. It was glorious.

And every part of it, down to his humble shoes, was fit for purpose.

One look at this finale costume and you know, without doubt, that Loki is burdened with glorious purpose.

A/N: If you’ve made it this far, thank you for reading my unsolicited thoughts on this beautiful piece of costume design! Also, apologies for the delay in posting. I know some of you have been told this post was coming since the night the finale aired, weeks ago. Thank you for your patience with me as I gathered my thoughts and found the time to organize them and type them out.

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[autisticlalna]

hm.

ruby stream today was fun! but there was... some weird. and by weird i mean lore hints.

the one that came up a few times is that their armor has new names! their elytra is back to being Lightning Rod (Rue misplaced it for a while), but the sillier names its armor had, and Rue's work uniform, is now Past, Never, Present, and Future.

there was also a comment made about how she was using very specific colors to trim them with. Past, the helmet, is blue. Present, the pants, is purple. Future, the boots, are red. and Never is untrimmed on suggestion from chat, but was going to be either black or white.

sighs. opens Clocktower transcript.

Sapphire: It’s the… past. The future. The now… and the never. Four concepts of time! Just like the four directions. North, south, east, and west. You should know, don’t you.

once again: Cherruby's getting put in the time blender. that's been noted for a while now, but now that he's awake again we're getting more confirmation on it.

there was also a couple other things! Anathra showed Ruby and Doovid around Icekea's break room, and Ruby paid a lot of attention to the clock and compass on display for decoration purposes. especially the clock. normal Ruby behavior at this point tbh, but worth taking note of.

what isn't Ruby behavior is... whatever happened between them and Dr. Tube when they briefly showed up to stop Ruby and Doovid from clowning around in Acacia. first we get Ruby staring at them and saying they remind her of someone-- this could be the whole clone thing, but Ruby immediately in-character clocked them as being Tube, not Trog, and being mysterious about them reminding her of Trog would be weird considering they're both very aware of each other by now.

after fae leaves is when we get the part i don't know what to do with yet besides gesture at it.

Bye Tube! Much love! Ah... Never gonna say b- uh, got to say bye to my own Tube. Hm.

look. Cherruby has been weird ever since che got untubed. there's whatever happened with Endbyco on Avid's stream (link includes the convo abt Sapphire but not Endbyco being sus about "normal kingdom behavior"), there's whatever happened with cher and Yellow in Viking's episode, and now there's this entire interaction with Dr. Tube. Cherruby being weird is very "fork found in kitchen" at this point but, man, what is going on.

now im thinking about my original theory way at the start where Cherruby's mimicry is bleedover from other timelines where she was partnered up with other people. there's definitely some kind of timeline bleed with what's going on between her and Viking. this feels more advanced than that, though.

[arctic-scorpio]

(finally gets around to making this post; long posts are scary... anyways)

did anyone figure out what the red robe / clothing / armor?? jiao liqiao was caressing in episode 5 was? it's been on my mind for a while now because we never actually see di feisheng wearing it

this is the robe in question from episode 5:

on a casual watch it looks like di feisheng's red mengzhu robes, but it isn't! for one, he's wearing the standard red mengzhu robes at the presumed same time as this scene is occurring (before, during the welcome back ceremony; and after, at the private waterfall with wuyan):

so it can't be hanging out with jiao liqiao too. I guess theoretically it could be an optional outer robe that's part of the same set? but seeing as we never see him wear it, I'm not so sure...? and the standard red mengzhu outfit looks pretty complete and imposing already, to me?

so, what is this thing? was it even di feisheng's in the first place,,? the best guess I've come to after mulling it over is that... it's his wedding outfit that jiao liqiao prepared in advance and had waiting all these years (!??)

okay, so. reviewing the clues we have:

at first I was thinking that the metallic shoulderpad things make it look like armor... the closest outfit we see with similar metallic shoulderpads would be this one:

from episode 5, just coming out of seclusion; + episode 17-18 official mengzhu business breaking out yanwang xunming 阎王寻命 from prison by crashing qiao wanmian & xiao zijin's wedding

but that's kind of neither here nor there. at least it establishes affinity with the jinyuan alliance mengzhu position. it's clearly got Official / Formal jinyuan alliance vibes to it, which would make sense. esp regarding how jiao liqiao sees him and her position in relation to him (in the alliance, as his subordinate)

okay, here's a bunch of wedding robes:

xiao zijin's, from episode 17

a-fei's ghost groom clothes, from episode 20

jiao liqiao's, from episode 38

they all have the same two long ribbon trimmings down the front, all the way to the floor. complete with matchy sleeve ribbon decorations. this is similar to the episode 5 mystery red robe's gold ribbon design...

compare some non-wedding red robes:

li xiangyi's sect leader robes (episode 12)

jiao liqiao's standard red outfit #1 (episode 5)

jiao liqiao's homey vibes red outfit #2 (episode 17)

jiao liqiao's murdery vibes red outfit #3 (episode 34)

thoughts?? opinions? more theories or any extra clues??

[outer robe for official mengzhu battle armor that never got used in the show? or stashed wedding robe for non-consensual wedding plans that have been in the works for potentially 10 years and counting??]

[shiyorin]

Animal instincts

#Just romcom in 40K

#Today's menu: Leman Russ and Lion El'Jonson

#Primarchs x Reader, Reader is Imperial Agent

#Late Christmas gift and early New Year gift

Leman Russ

The endless snows of Fenris stretched as far as the eye could see, blanketing mountains and wilds alike under pristine powder. You found yourself overwhelmed at the awe-inspiring landscape, so different from your world upbringing. 

But greatest curiosity lay with one who called these frigid wastes home - Leman Russ, Primarch of the Space Wolves. You observed him now, surrounded by his warriors yet apart, a lone towering figure contemplating the white void. 

His austere features seemed carved from the very stone and ice encasing this planet, immovable yet holding untold depth and power beneath granite exterior. Thick fur-lined armor and coarse pelt draped his massive frame, like the predators ruling these inhospitable wastes.

But as Russ turned toward some comment, face transforming with gruff laughter at his pack's roughhousing, you saw not an impervious demigod but something familiar. Great shoulders shook in mirth like immense boulders slipping loose, blue eyes alive with warmth despite frigid surroundings. An involuntary thought slipped through, that in this moment, he resembled not conqueror but some canines, mighty and playful. 

Shaking off fanciful musings, you continued observant tasks, keeping distance respectful between yourself and the lords of this domain. But later as briefings commenced, Russ stopped his gigantic form before you, breath curling like frost wolves from a mouth curled in question. 

You blinked up into eyes keen yet gentle, all rational thought scattering like snow on gale winds. Impulse surged before discipline could rein it, and you found hands rising of their own accord to Russ' massive brow, carding gloved fingers through coarse hair as one might a trusted hound. 

Silence descended, thick as the powdery drifts. Russ' features slackened in blank shock, pale eyes blinking owlishly. "Lass..." he rumbled, uncomprehending. 

You started as if slapped, jerking hands back so swiftly your wrist protested. "My lord, I..." Words fled, face aflame to your hairline. What folly had possessed you so?!

Yet to your surprise, Russ laughed, a booming, resonant sound like glaciers calving. "By Fenris's ball, lass, yer got the spirit!" 

His tone held no anger, merely bemusement. But when you swallowed apologies, you glimpsed what may have been wistfulness flickering through feral eyes, gone as swift as the thought that spawned it. Had his invisible tail genuinely twitched to wag? Definitely you are crazy or something.

"Aye, lass. Well, if the fur satisfies yer hands, s'pose I'll oblige." 

To your shock, he leaned nearer once more, an unmistakable invitation dancing in blue eyes. Hypnotized, you carded soft locks obediently, finding they are softer than you think. Russ sighed, almost seeming to lean into your touch. An absurd image flickered of an immense wolf nuzzling against your hand, tail wagging invisible yet content. Smiling softly, you traced strong jaw and was rewarded with a look of such warmth and longing, all of your rational thought dissolved. 

Lion El'Jonson

Your survey of the growing threat in Caliban's wilds brought you regularly to the Lion's tower, poring over maps and missives seeking the root of corruption's spread. This eve found you and him yet at work as dusk deepened, twin flames bending over parchment and discourse. 

A lull arose as analysis hit dead ends once more, frustration mounting. You sighed and stretched tired limbs, risking a sidelong glance at your lord. The Lion remained absorbed, strong brows furrowed, stroking his trim beard absently as strategic mind raced. 

A strange thought struck then, in this dim shuttered space, with dusk masking Caliban's savage beauty, did he not seem every inch a great cat himself? Powerful yet graceful, thinking moves ahead with predatory cunning, alone yet bound to wilder instincts doubtless few witnessed.   

Before rational thought could intervene, curiosity overruled. Stepping softly, your hands found scratching points along Lion's bearded jaw and throat. Beneath your ministries his eyes slid shut, muscles unwinding with a contented sigh. Success! Like any feline such attentions soothed.

Encouraged, your nails lightly raked his scalp, eliciting a startling response, a primal rumbling purr trembled his massive frame. His relaxation vanished in an instant, eyes flying open to stare at your in wild-eyed alarm. 

You stumbled back several paces, own eyes round as moons. Had Lion just...purred? Like some overgrown house tabby? Your mind reeled, seeking logical explanations amongst unfathomable strangeness unfolding. 

Lion's pupils elongated before your gaze, resembling nought cat-like slits in green eyes gone feral-bright. His confusion melted into predatory stillness, fixing you with an eerie stare that raised all hairs standing on end. What strangeness possessed them?

For long moments you and him remained suspended, breathing halted, shock and unnamed sparks passing between hands dropped limp to sides once more. Then all broke at once, your stammered excuses and the Lion retreating to the shadows of his tower, retreating from… what?

That night, your sleep proved fitful, your mind restless with possibilities. Had you gone too far when crossed a line with Lion that afternoon, awakening forces better left slumbering? 

Morning comes, dread coiled cold and heavy in your gut. Open the tower's door with trepidation, you froze at the grisly sight awaiting just beyond threshold. A massive deer carcass lay splayed, crimson pool already attracting swarms of flies. 

Your breath caught in horror, had Lion's frustrations boiled over in vengeance? Was this brutal warning of what further torments awaited should your act overstep once more? Shaking, you backed hurriedly inside, thoughts whirling. 

Meanwhile across Caliban's wilderness, Lion admired graceful flickers weaving between ancient trees, oblivious to turmoil sown. Inhaling your lingering scent lost to the mists. Pride swelled that his token gained your notice, for what better way to proclaim your worth and pique your interest further? 

He would await your next visit, gifting further demonstrations of prowess to stoke your regard. In time, you would see none matched his prowess for providing and protecting what he deemed most worthy.

Extra:

Russ: Pat me, pat me, woof woof!

Lion: If I give a bigger prey, will the agent love me more?

[atlaculture]

Live-Action Promo Pics: Iroh

Hi everyone, I know I’m pretty late to the party, but I just wanted to give my two cents on the costuming for the second batch of promo pics we got last month. Afterwards, I’m going to be doing a very thorough breakdown of both the fresh and the familiar elements showcased in the new trailer. I’ll also be giving my two cents on the casting for the adult characters, as I feel they’re far along enough into their careers to not care what some random person on Tumblr thinks of them.

Iroh

What I Liked

I know it’s not costume-related, but I have zero issues with Paul Sun-Hyung Lee as Iroh. It’s picture-perfect casting, as he’s about as close to a real-world Iroh as you can get.

Like with Ozai, the facial hair is spot-on. I mentioned in the previous post that Asian facial hair tends to get bushier once the hair turns white. The makeup artists for this adaption did a good job of capturing this phenomenon.

I like the pattern on Iroh’s vest. It reminds me of the kind of interlocking, geometric designs you see on traditional Japanese fabrics.

The construction of the vest also feels very Japanese-inspired. Although less exaggerated, the pleated shoulders remind me of a kataginu, an over-vest that was traditionally worn by Japanese noblemen and samurai. It’s an appropriate inspiration for the Fire Nation royal with the most decorated military past.

I also appreciate how worn the trim on his robes look. Given that he’s been out at sea alongside his nephew for three years, it makes sense that even his finer clothing would look a little dingy.

What I Didn’t Care For

I wish the shoulders of his vest were a little broader and more dramatic, like the kataginu that inspired them. This is just a personal preference, but I think it would really hammer home Iroh’s past as former crown prince and accomplished general.

The red parts of his robe could be a bit dingier looking.

Overall, I would give Iroh’s live action look 9 teapots out of 10: Almost Perfect.

Surprisingly, I think I prefer this look over his Book 1 armor look. I’m a sucker for a good vest. Hopefully, we’ll see a few more Grade A designs from the Netflix adaption.