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p0orbaby · 4 months ago

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Slow Motion Mountain Climber

summary: leah signs up for pilates, what could go wrong?

warnings: none

a/n: based on this request !

word count: 981

Leah texts you on a Tuesday morning, right before your alarm, like she does whenever something has gone terribly wrong in her life. Like when she found out gluten was in soy sauce, or when she discovered she might have to use that godforsaken 6 train in New York. This time, it's a message that reads: Just signed up for Pilates. You may never see me again.

You roll your eyes, groaning at the incoming rant that's sure to follow. Leah's the kind of person who only does new things for one of two reasons: someone dared her, or she's trying to prove to herself that she is still young and can get away with eating three chocolate croissants in a single sitting. You suspect it’s a combination of both. She’s mentioned something about trying to build a "strong core," which you assume is code for "I'm slowly being bullied into this by the fact that all my teammates have six-packs and I have a soft spot for bread."

At 7:45 AM, just as you’re pouring coffee, Leah calls. You pick up on the third ring because you’re not a monster.

“I’m going to die,” she says, without so much as a hello

“Bold start to the day,” you reply. “Anything specific, or is it just a general feeling?”

“Pilates,” she says, and it sounds like a curse word. “Do you know what that is?”

You almost spit out your coffee because, yes, you know what Pilates is. You’re not sure what’s more shocking: that Leah doesn’t know or that she actually followed through on signing up.

“Yeah, Leah, I know what Pilates is”

“Well, it’s hell. No one told me it was this hard. And the instructor—she’s, like, smiling at me while she’s killing me. How are you supposed to trust someone who's trying to make you do something called a 'teaser' while she grins like a lunatic?”

You can picture it now. Leah, in the middle of a room full of people who've been doing this since their nannies signed them up for ballet at age three, contorting herself on a reformer like it’s some kind of medieval torture device. Meanwhile, the instructor—probably named something like Tiffani with an 'i'—is telling her to “engage her core,” as if Leah didn’t already have a job that required her to do that for 90 minutes straight, several times a week.

“Did you die, though?”

“Almost. My legs were shaking. My abs—I didn’t even know I had abs. Why does anyone do this willingly? I’ve literally been fouled by Fran Kirby, and that was less painful”

“Maybe you should stick to yoga”

“Yoga!” Leah scoffs. “I can do yoga. That’s just stretching and pretending you’re one with the universe or whatever”

You let her have that one because there’s no use arguing with someone who once mistook a meditation class for an excuse to nap in public.

Leah continues, “This class, though—it's not natural. They make you put your legs in straps. Straps! Like a harness, but for your feet. And then they expect you to lift them while you're suspended in the air like some sort of flying squirrel”

You’ve taken Pilates before, so you know exactly what she’s talking about, but you can’t help but laugh. Leah, in her infinite wisdom, probably signed up for the most advanced class because, as she said once, “Go big or go home.” Now, she’s paying for it.

“Maybe you should ask to start in a beginner class,” you suggest, knowing full well she won’t.

“Yeah, no. I already told them I’m an athlete. Can’t back down now. But I swear, if one more person tells me to ‘breathe through it,’ I’m going to punch them in the face”

You imagine the looks on the faces of her Pilates classmates as she throws a fit in the middle of a serene, candle-lit studio. You’ve seen Leah frustrated before, but this is a new level of agitation, and it’s all directed at something she willingly signed up for.

“Maybe it’s good for you,” you offer, “builds character”

“Yeah, and scars. On my pride”

You laugh again because you can see where this is going. Leah, who tackles challenges like they’re personal vendettas, is going to keep going back to that class until she can hold a plank longer than anyone else, even if it kills her. Or, more likely, until she finds something else to distract her, like knitting or extreme ironing.

"I’m just saying," she adds, after a pause, "if I end up with a six-pack, it’s because I earned it. None of this ‘strong core’ bullshit. I want abs of steel. Like, I want to be able to crack a walnut between my ribs”

You’re crying with laughter now, imagining Leah doing sit-ups in front of a mirror at home, testing her progress with various hard-shelled nuts.

“Don’t worry, babe,” you say, trying to calm yourself down. “If you do get abs of steel, I’ll make sure to bring walnuts everywhere we go”

“Good,” she replies, and you can hear her finally start to laugh along with you. “You’re on walnut duty. And if this all goes horribly wrong and I never make it out of Pilates alive, just know it was the straps that did me in”

You shake your head, still smiling. “You’ll be fine. But maybe next time, start with a class that doesn’t sound like it was designed by someone who secretly hates people”

Leah sighs dramatically. “Noted. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to spend the rest of the day lying flat on the floor and cursing Joseph Pilates”

“You do that, babe,” you say, hanging up as you imagine her sprawled out on the carpet, texting you updates about how her muscles are rebelling against her. And you can’t wait to read every single one.

#leah williamson #leah williamson x reader #awfc #awfc x reader #engwnt #engwnt x reader #woso #woso x reader #woso imagine #woso community

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fillinforlater · 11 months ago

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A little pre-Christmas breeding perhaps?

Feeling your hot thick cum inside of her only encourages Sakura to dance harder 😉

Both of you managed to not get caught but Chaewon knows something is up when Sakura has that burst of confidence and energy. Just thinking about it distracts Chaewon and she makes a cute little mistake when performing (Chaewon actually made a mistake during AAA performance 😂)

Knowing Chaewon is starting to get suspicious but deep down she's also a needy girl (Or so you've heard).

Would you continue to secretly fuck Sakura until Chaewon inevitably comes to you? Or would you rip the bandaid off, surprising Chaewon by fucking Sakura in front of her and hopefully convince her to join your frisky activities?😉

The Award She Wants

Male Reader x Miyawaki Sakura (ft. Kim Chaewon)

Length: 509 words

Tags: Quickie, a literal quickie, dialogue only, needy sex, THIGH STRAPS WORLD DOMINATION, prais kink, standing sex, creampie, cumming deep inside her, trying (not?) to get caught, needy_noona!Sakura

(A/N: the definition of late night BFH, as often thanks to @friskyriskywhisky)

"Hurry, we don't have much time left."

"I'm here, I'm here—God, it's so hot in here. The Philippines are killing me."

"What do you think of this? Do you like it?"

"Your face? Gorgeous as always, Noona."

"No! The, the outfit. Does it look any good?"

"Oh, you better not feel self-conscious about it, Noona.

"Please, spin around for me. God, you look so good in this. Sexy, hot, perfect—naughty."

"Your hands, hng! You're the naughty one."

"I love that this dress exposes your navel. It makes you look irresistible, I can't get my hands off of those abs.

"You smell so damn good, Noona."

"You too~"

"The thigh strap is a nice touch. I bet many people want to get their hand underneath it and—"

"Hey, what are you—"

"Lift your leg high like this. Oh lord, Noona, I can see it in the mirror: your thighs have gotten rounder. Look how they jiggle in my hands."

"Touch them more, okay? Are they nice?"

"Hm, yes, but what is that? Your ass is hanging out, they will see so much of it. Almost like an Arin fancam."

"Y-you, ah, watch Arin fancams?"

"No, I only watch fancams of you.

"Now, what do you want, Noona? I can already feel your wet pussy; should I finger you? You'd glow so bright on stage after I make you cum."

"N-no."

"Should I pull down the bottom of this outfit—with this way, waaaay too short skirt and eat your beautiful ass?"

"Hng, no."

"Then what do you want, Noona? Tell me."

"I want, I want your c-cum, deep in my pussy! Quick, Chaewon will be here soon!"

"Oh, but last night you wanted me to last forever~

"And now you want to be filled while Chaewon waits outside, her ears on the door of the locker room? Lewd-kkura~"

"Stop, please, just fuck me!"

"Pull them down, I'm already hard for you, Noona.

"And kiss me.

"Let me give you the confidence you deserve."

"Oh fuck, your, your pe-nis is so nice, ah."

"Aw, you're so cute—my tight, little Noona.

"Your pussy, no, your fucking cunt is trying to empty my balls."

"Don't call it that! So deep, so deep, f-fill me."

"You're so lewd, your eyes, you

"Hot-kkura, Noona.

"Fuck, I'm getting close."

"Ah, right there, faster, yes!"

"Noona, y-your cunt, I—

"I could fuck you the entire time, e-every day. I need your snug cunt, and I'm gonna make it my little hole for cum. Be my little cock-sleeve for now, Noona, and, and shine—like the star you are."

"Ahhh!"

"Noona, I—

"Kkura-unnie!?"

"Chae-chaewon, wait!"

"I'm cumming, Sakura~"

...

"Our performance is in forty seconds, what are you still doing in there?"

"Pull them up, quick!"

"What the—who are you?"

"He, he is a friend."

"Yeah, I just got here and—good luck, on the performance?"

"You should not be here—dang it, Unnie. On stage, now!"

"Yes, of course!"

...

"Who are you, really? What happened?"

"I'm... just a friend? And we, uhm, hugged."

"Seriously? Is that why you got a fucking bulge?"

"Uhmm...

"Yep."

#kpop smut #female idol smut #girl group smut #male reader insert #izone smut #male reader smut #sakura smut #izone sakura smut #lesserafim smut #le sserafim smut

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sage-green-matcha · 1 year ago

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FIGHT OR FLIGHT - ETHAN LANDRY ✈️

“It’s my move, fight or flight?” - Conan Gray

Content includes: gf! Ethan Landry, angst, betrayal…slight mention of reader getting horny ab sweaty Ethan (relatable) 😭

A/n: I literally adore Conan sm! I’ve been a fan of him for years and idk why I haven’t written anything based off his work! Hope u enjoy :)

Well, fight or flight...I'd rather die than have to cry in front of you.

You swore your heart stopped as ghost face revealed himself. Ethan Landry, the so-called love of your life. The signs flashed in your face, but you were too in love to care.

"Y/n, hi sweet thing" You felt too betrayed to respond. All you felt was regret, anger, sadness. It filled every pore in your body and you felt like your heart was being stabbed thousands of times. God, you felt so stupid. You should've known. You shouldn't have let your heart get in the way of things.

Fight or flight?

Ethan knew it probably wasn't a good idea, to make you choose between him or your friends. But he did know you loved him, and he had manipulated you enough for you to think he was the only one who would ever love you.

"Come on Y/n, get the easy way out. It's life or death here" Quinn taunted you with her knife, Ethan watching you with curiosity.

"Y/n, don’t go with them. We can beat them together” Your eyes were watering, Sam’s figure blurry as she talked to you. "I can't, I can't pick" the answers was obvious. You had to pick your friends. But something inside of you told you to go with Ethan.

I'd rather lie than tell you I'm in love with you.

"We're waiting Y/n. Come on babe, you know you love me. I love you, I always will and I always have. Don't tell me all our time spent together meant nothing to you"

You didn’t want to admit it, that you loved him. He meant everything to you, but did you still feel the same after he revealed himself? You weren’t sure.

You knew you shouldn't listen, but it was so tempting. It felt wrong, to feel your core heat up at the sight of Ethan’s sweaty face. He looked so hot with a knife in his hand.

You started to question your sanity. He’s a killer, he killed Anika and who knows how many other people? But…he was your killer.

“What’s it gonna be Y/n?” You stood in between Ethan and Sam and Tara. “Don’t do it Y/n, please” Mascara ran down Tara’s cheeks, her hair and face sweaty.

You glanced back at the sisters before walking towards Ethan, cuddling yourself into his arms. “Y/n? Please, why?” Their lips spilled with cries, feeling betrayed by your decision.

“Shut up” Quinn’s words came out angrily, frustration shutting the sisters up.

“That’s my girl, now sit and look pretty while we work” He placed a kiss on your head and then your lips. The taste of blood in his mouth made you feel sick.

“Fuck you, Y/n. Hope you fucking burn in hell” Sam’s words hurt, but they wouldn’t mean anything after she was dead. This was the only way to survive. Also, you had the one thing you’d always wanted, Ethan Landry.

It's my move, fight or flight?

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gonzo-rella · 1 year ago

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Headcanons: Starting Your Freshman Year at Greendale and Joining the Study Group

MASTERLIST | AO3 | KO-FI

Requested by: Anon

Headcanons for being a new freshman at Greendale and becoming a member of the study group?

Ohh sorry i didn’t clarify! it doesn’t matter to me, i just liked the idea of the reader kinda being the baby of the group, so maybe everyone is in their later years at greendale?

Relationship(s): The Study Group (Jeff, Britta, Annie, Troy, Abed, Shirley and Pierce) x gn!reader (platonic)

Warnings: References to underage drinking. (Let me know if I need to add any)

(A/N: I started writing this literal years ago, but I rewatched the Community Christmas episodes today and it’s made me want to rewatch all of Community and start writing for it again. Not enough people write for it, and not enough people write gender-neutral-reader fics. This was like 90% done so it was a good place to start again. I went with making it so the reader joins the Study Group during season 3, since I had the idea of using the reader to replace Todd in the episode where none of them want to work with him. I haven’t followed the canon of season 3 verbatim, since it’d have made writing this kinda difficult (plus I haven’t seen season 3 in years). So, this is more general. I’m hoping to work through my list of Community requests from years ago throughout 2024, since I’m hoping to get more into the habit of putting aside time for writing.)

When you decided on taking Biology 101 during your first semester at Greendale, you were bound to learn of (and witness first hand) the notorious Study Group.

Your hope that you wouldn’t be roped into their borderline-narcissistic antics was killed when you were given Pierce Hawthorne as your lab partner.

To say he was annoyed would be an understatement.

Oh boy, did he make it known that he abhorred having to be your lab partner.

In fact, most of them seemed to hate the idea of being stuck as your partner, which was at least a little hurtful.

When Abed rearranged the lab partner pairings based on some mental computer wizardry, you got put with Jeff, who was a bit more subtle with his annoyance.

You spent most of that night standing there awkwardly while Shirley cried about being the least popular member of the Study Group, or trying to be some kind of mediator between these friends who you knew only from rumours and observing them.

You also had to rescue a turtle from being burned alive by Britta, which sent you over the edge into a fit of fury.

Annie was the one who apologised to you for everything, and, much to the chagrin of everyone else, invited you to join the study group.

Perhaps she didn’t expect you to take her up on the offer, but you did anyway.

Your first study session with them made them realise that you fit in well with the group.

Even Abed liked your presence, because he believed it ‘changed the status quo without being like when sitcoms add a kid character in a desperate attempt to boost the ratings’.

(He compared you to Frasier from Cheers)

For a while, though, you did feel a little isolated from the group, considering you were often the only one to comment negatively on the group’s questionable behaviour, which they saw as perfectly normal.

However, you adjusted to being in the group alarmingly fast, to the point of getting carried away in the Study Group mentality like the rest of them.

As the baby of the group, you were treated as such, despite being at least a bit more mature than Troy and Abed.

For example, if Jeff and Britta were in the middle of a heated discussion, you’d be told to ‘stay out of it’.

Abed, early on, would analyse you to figure out how exactly you fit into the group, such as deciding what archetype best describes you.

There’s also a chance that he would create and manipulate situations in order to test your personality.

Jeff would shut this down as soon as he figured out what Abed was doing.

In an effort to try and include you more, Annie would force each member of the Study Group to do an activity with you.

Annie invited you to a one-on-one study session.

(Also, if you’re taking any classes that she took in her first or second year, she’ll lend you her old materials, like notes, textbooks, study cards etc.)

Shirley took you to the mall with her and her kids, treating you like one of her own kids.

Troy and Abed introduced you to Inspector Spacetime, which you quickly became a big fan of.

(Watching it became a Saturday night ritual for the three of you)

Britta brought you along to a protest which ended in the both of you in jail.

(An irritated Jeff would have to come bail you both out, and Britta would beg him not to say anything about it to Shirley or Annie)

Pierce gave you $1000 to tell Annie that he’d taken you to the zoo.

Jeff invited you over to his apartment for beers, which resulted in you both getting wasted and having a tearful heart-to-heart with one another.

Despite adopting the Study Group mentality to a certain degree, you would be the least susceptible to the group’s dumbassery due to joining so late, which meant you’d often be the one to pull the group out of the stupid shit they were doing.

At the very least, you’d pull Jeff out of it, and he’d take the lead and sort out everyone else.

If you weren’t that close to your family, you’d probably spend holidays over at Shirley’s upon her insistence.

(I love love love the idea that she makes a custom Christmas stocking for you the first year you come over)

In a weird way, the Study Group became your family, albeit a dysfunctional one.

After your friends all graduated, you stayed in touch with most of them, even before you were reunited because of the Save Greendale Committee.

It’s safe to say that, even if you do join late, you’re still accepted as one of them, for better or for worse.

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rayassecretlife · 2 years ago

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You can let it go

Pairing: Aged up!19 year old Neteyam Sully x Fem!Omaticaya!reader

PLEASE READ PART 1 TO UNDERSTAND

Summary: it’s your birthday, and your best friend throws you a surprise party, giving you one of the best birthdays you could have ever asked for. But of course, it had to end with your dad at the door.

Warning(s): Sloww burn, You and Neteyam’s “friendship” being the cutest thing ever, literal idiots in love, Mentions of self h6rm, ab^se, Neteyam admitting his feelings, blood and fighting, mature language

Glossary: Nìtam: Enough | Neto, vrrtep!: Away, Demon!

This is pretty long, fair warning.

“Y/N! Happy birthday!” Tuk greeted you as you entered the sully’s cave where Lo’ak and Neytiri sat, Neytiri braiding her youngest son’s hair. “Mom, Y/N’s here!”

She looked up with a smile, waving you over to her. “You are 20 now, yes?” You shook your head, sitting next to the woman as she took your hand in hers. “Ah, 19. I forgot” she apologized, clasping her other hand over your knuckles. “Happy birthday, Beautiful girl” your cheeks flush at her words, a smile tugging harshly at your lips.

“Thank you, Neytiri” She places a hand on your cheek before pulling you into a hug, her hand rubbing your back. “Where are Jake and Neteyam?” She laughs, pulling away from you with a raised eyebrow.

“I always know what you’ll say when you come here” Your forehead creased at her words but when Lo’ak started to laugh you instantly understood, kissing your teeth at their joined laughter. “It’s okay, they are out hunting” you nod, pulling Tuk onto your lap. Her hair was also freshly done, new gold pieces attached to some of her braids.

“Your hair is cute, Tuk” she smiled brightly at your compliment, nodding her head and showing you the gold piece.

“Look what mom put in!” She shows you excitedly, Neytiri let out a small laugh as you nodded in agreement, fixing some of the pieces that stuck up. “Mom! You should do Y/N’s hair for her birthday!” You looked over at the woman, watching her eyebrows raise with a closed mouth smile.

“I don’t know… I have no idea what I’d even want” Tuk whines at your response, taking one of your braids between her fingers.

“I have the perfect thing in mind, you just have to sit still” You looked at Lo’ak as she finished his last piece, his shoulders shrugging and you rolled your eyes. He was no help.

“Okay, I trust you” You switched places with Lo’ak, sitting between the mothers legs so she could instantly get to work, starting to undo your previous braids.

“What are you planning to do for your birthday?” She asks and you shrug, fingers fidgeting against one another in your lap. Lo’ak noticed your expression and looked to his mother, watching her eyes soften. “You should not spend it alone, you know”

“I was just going to spend it like every other day. I’m only 19-“

“It’s not any other day, Y/N. It’s been years after you passed your rite of passage, you know what the people are saying” you sigh at her hurtful words, shaking your head.

The sully’s found out about your father only a month after your mother passed, Neytiri practically taking you under her wing for stuff like your rite of passage and finding an Ikran. She truly was like your second mom, and always threatened she’d kill your father if she ever saw a bruise on your body.

Your mother was very close to her since they were young, and your almost sure Neytiri made a promise to her that she’d keep you safe no matter what. She’d almost always offer you to stay with them overnight, hating the fact you when home to that demon of a father. Sometimes she’d even find herself watching you from afar with him, making sure he didn’t lay a hand on you.

You thanked Eywa that Neteyam didn’t tell anyone about you hurting yourself, you knew Neytiri would go crazy if she found out and Jake wouldn’t let you out of his sight. But ever since then, Neteyam didn’t either.

He snuck into your bedroom almost every night to check on you, coming over in the mornings once your father left for his duties, and bringing you to family dinners like nothing had happened. He didn’t forget, but he needed to keep your mind off of it. He was terrified for you safety and you hated that, almost wishing you had never told him in the first place.

Neteyam was going through his own stuff, having to prepare for his ceremony to become Ole’Eyktan. He was still expected to find a mate which he’d been putting off for the longest, arguing with his mother about it almost everyday.

It made you feel horrible, like he had no time to think about his future because he was so worried about you. You loved him, but that’s why you needed him to focus on himself.

You we’re leaving the forest in a few days, and nobody had known except your closest friend, Alyara. You hadn’t even told kiri, afraid she’d tell Neteyam or he’d follow the two of you and hear it for himself. You didn’t want him to get hurt, you needed to get away from the forest, from your father.

And you knew he wouldn’t let you go.

》* 。 • ˚ ˚ ˛ * 。° 。 • ˚《

“Do you like it?” You stare at your hair in the mirror, smile brightening at the sight. You felt so beautiful, the most put together you had been in awhile. Neytiri gifted you an outfit, the prettiest braided top and matching loincloth she made herself for your birthday. You barely recognized yourself, no longer looking tired.

“I love it” You smile as she gives your arm a firm squeeze, fixing your newly done Goddess Braids. “What do you think, Tuk?” You turn to her, noticing her jaw cracked wide open making you laugh. “Tuk?”

“You look like a princess!” She clapped, running to you and her mother to get a better look. “Your hair is so long, I wish mine was that long”

“Your hair is perfect, Tuk” you lifted her into your arms, hers wrapping around your neck to give you a hug. “Thank you” You turned to Neytiri, leaning against her embrace as she hugged you and Tuk.

“Oh! I almost forgot” She pulls away, looking over to Lo’ak. “Could you go to the forest and grab some more of those fruits? You and Y/N” Lo’ak nods, standing up to grab his knife from the table as she turns to you, taking Tuk from your grasp. “Sorry, I’m just so tired from yesterday’s trip”

“No, no. It’s fine, I have nothing else to do anyway” You smile to her, beginning to walk to the entrance of the cave before turning to look for Lo’ak. “Jeez, you take forever”

“Mother, we have an issu-“ You turn around at the sudden voice behind you, eyes instantly catching onto his. “Y/N… what are you doing here?” You frown at his tone, like he didn’t want you there.

“Just stopping by… Um, me and Lo’ak were just leaving” Was something wrong? The look on his face worried you, but his eyes couldn’t leave your figure, scanning your new look like he had been memorizing it into his brain. “Are you okay?”

He clears his throat and nods, his eyes giving Lo’ak and his mother a death stare as they tried their hardest not to laugh behind you. “New look?” Jake sighs at his son, patting his shoulder as he pressed his lips together to hold his laugh in as well. “You look… new” Lo’ak practically slapped his hand against his eyes as he shook his head, watching his brother fail so terribly to compliment you. Even Tuk was embarrassed.

“Happy birthday, kid” Jake pushes past Neteyam, pulling you into a hug and his eyes widened at his oldest son without your knowledge. “You look so old, I remember when you were young and still pulling on our tails” you roll your eyes at him, pushing his away with a laugh.

“I’ll still do that” He chuckles, walking over to Tuk and pulling her up into his arms. “Are you ready to go, Lo’ak?” He nods, walking past you to leave the cave but not forgetting to give his brother a shake of his head. You look around at the family before turning to leave, eyes catching neteyam’s once again. “I’ll be back”

“Be safe” He tells you, now serious instead of embarrassed. You nodded your head, walking past the boy and following Lo’ak to your Ikran.

》* 。 • ˚ ˚ ˛ * 。° 。 • ˚《

“Where is that damn fruit! I feel like we’ve been out here forever!” You groan, pushing the tall plants out of your way. You had been looking for hours on end, Lo’ak not finding anything except his mothers favorite flowers.

“I give up” he huffed, sitting down on the fallen tree’s log. You didn’t want to give up, but you were getting tired of looking. Neytiri wouldn’t be too mad, right? “Just stop” You groaned.

“It’s a fucking berry! How hard can it be to find?!” You threw a small rock across the area, hitting a tree not too far from the two of you. “Jake should have came”

“Not Neteyam?” You glare at his words, watching his lips turn to a smirk. You hated when he did that, tried to fluster you about his brother. His brother that you so knowingly had a crush on.

“One sully brother is enough” You sit next to him, dropping your head in your hands with a sigh. “He was acting weird, right? Before we left?” The brother tensed at your question but quickly began to laugh, shaking his head at you. “What?”

“Weird? Jesus, you two are so blind” Your forehead creases at his words, tilting your head to the side. “Can you be honest with me?” The question scared you a bit, the look on his face also giving you some sense of unsureness. “Why are you pushing your feelings for my brother away”

“What? Lo’ak-“

“We all see it, Y/N. Hell, even my mother is rooting for you” You sigh and shake your head, setting your bow down onto the grass. “So you admit it?”

“I don’t know what to admit, Lo’ak” you look over at him, taking a deep breath as you felt your heart begin to race. Lo’ak knew he got to you, he knew you’d tell him the truth. “There’s nothing going on between us”

“It’s my Skxawng of a brother, isn’t it?” He smacked his teeth making you laugh, pushing your hair out of your face to look at him. “He’s never messed anything up, Y/N. The only thing that’s ever made him nervous, was you” Oh Eywa, how tired you’d been of going around this circle.

“I wish it was that easy” He shakes his head at your words, getting off the log to stand up in front of you. “Lo-“

“It is that easy! You guys are too scared to admit it to each other and that’s what’s hurting you” You hated that fact he was right, how badly you wanted to throw your arms around Neteyam everytime you saw him, or how you just wanted to hear his voice. “I see him sneaking out every night, Y/N. I know he goes to see you”

“That’s not what you think-“

“It isn’t about what I think, it’s about you two needing to admit to each other before my father gives him an assigned mate” you furrow your eyebrows, standing up to meet him. “My brother will be 20 very soon. The clan can’t wait for him to find a mate”

“Mating? Even if Neteyam liked me, mating is different” Lo’ak groaned, grabbing your hands to pull you toward him. “I’ve seen the way ghakire looks at him, Lo. He should be with someone who looks at him like that”

“Have you seen the way he looks at you?” Your heart beats fast against your chest, eyes softening at the brother in front of you. “Y/N, you cannot be so blind”

Before you could reply, he placed his fingers against his neck, nodding after only a few seconds. You knew that was his mother, probably telling him he needed to be back for dinner.

“Your mother?” He nods, not saying another word as he follows you to your Ikran.

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“You can drop me off here” Lo’ak spoke and your forehead creased at his words, landing your Ikran right in the middle of high camp. It was awfully dark, which was weird because it was always lit up by some sort of light.

“Easy girl” you ran your hand along your Ikran’s back, sliding off of her and disconnecting your queues. “Why the hell is it so dark?” You turned to Lo’ak, but he wasn’t there. Your eyes widened as you looked around rapidly, yelling for Lo’ak as lowly as you could to not wake the people.

But he was nowhere to be found. Now your body was clinging to your Ikran, looking around frantically as you heard the small noises come from all around you. Just as you were about to get onto her, the caves were lit up in an instant.

“Surprise!” The whole clan came into few once the torches had lit, and you could see everyone so clearly, eyes landing on Lo’ak as he stood slightly in front of you with his family. That big sully smile made you laugh, covering your face as the clan began to chant.

“Happy birthday, Sweet girl” Neytiri hugged you, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. You couldn’t help but smile big, watching Tuk run to you with her arms wipe open.

“Happy birthday, Y/N!” She hugged you tightly as you lifted her into your arms, spinning her around and making her laugh. “I got the perfect gift for you!” She handed you a small k necklace, your favorite colors and rocks on it with your names engraved into one of them.

“Aw, Tuk” You smile, kissing her cheek before putting her down and kneeling to her, handing it to her. “Wanna put it on me?” She giggled and nodded, pushing your hair out of the way so she could clip it.

You were too busy laughing with Tuk to realize the boy in front of you, but his eyes were only on you. From your beautiful long hair, all the way down to your feet, his eyes couldn’t leave you. It felt like he was holding his breath waiting for you to look at him, waiting for your vibrant green eyes to shine in the moonlight above you.

“You guys didn’t have to do this” you hug the family, only to realize someone was missing. “Where’s Nete?” Neytiri’s heart fluttered at the nickname, looking up at Jake with a smile.

“He is the one who planned everything, we just helped” Jake informs you, laying his hand on your shoulder with a smile as Neytiri leaned against him, his arm wrapping around her shoulder. “He’s also behind you”

You turn, eyes finally meeting his. You didn’t know why, but this moment, this feeling, it was so much. The way he looked at you, the way you looked at him—god…it felt like you lost your breath.

“Neteyam” His ears perk at your soft voice, walking toward him with a smile. “You did this?” He looked down at you with the most loving look he could ever give, a smile tugging at his lips.

You looked so beautiful. With your new hairstyle, and the new clothing that fit you so well, you were almost irresistible. As if you weren’t beautiful enough before, you’d have men dropping at your feet by now, and Neteyam would be the first.

“Happy birthday, Y/N” While you two stared at each other, his family couldn’t keep it together behind you, Lo’ak making hand motions to his brother to kiss you, or at least say something. His father wide eyed him, kiri covering her mouth so she wouldn’t laugh.

You pulled the boy into a tight hug, arms wrapping around his neck. His tail swayed like a puppy’s and his arms snaked their way around your waist, pulling you closer to him. “Thank you, Nete”

You inhaled his forest scent, only this time it was different then before. His scent made your heart begin to beat faster, and your stomach churned at the feeling. It scared you, it scared you because you knew this feeling.

Mate.

You cleared your throat, pulling away from the boy with a smile but you could tell he felt it too because he hesitated to let you go, hands still holding your arm. You needed to distance yourself before you made a horrible choice, your hormones almost getting the best of you before you heard Jake speak.

“Let’s get this party started!” The clan cheered and you sigh in relief, Neteyam’s hand retracting from your arm as the rest of his family came to hug you. “So, 19, huh? I think that calls for a drink” you laugh as he hands you a small cup, reassuring you that you didn’t have to drink it but you did—you wanted to.

“Eywa, where did the years go, child!” Neytiri jokes and you laugh, taking her hand to go dance with the other members of the clan, the boys staying behind with Tuk.

“Son?” Jake places a hand on Neteyam’s shoulder, pulling his gaze from you. “It’s happening, isn’t it?”

Neteyam looks down at his feet, shaking his head as Lo’ak lays a hand against his back. When it came to mating, after a certain amount of time you have attraction to someone, it becomes unbearable and you have to mate. Neteyam and you and spent your whole lives loving each other in the dark, and this would only get harder to avoid.

As he watched you dance the night away with his mother, he couldn’t help but wonder if that could’ve been him by your side, showing you off to the clan as his own—as their future Tsahìk.

“Enjoy the party, worry about this later”

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“I will be right back” You nod at Neytiri, continuing to dance by yourself in the crowd of people. This had to of been one of the best nights of your life, and you felt the best you had ever felt.

The music around you started to get slow and you smiled at Neytiri’s voice, noticing she had been the one singing with Ninat and Mo’at. Pairs started to group around you and you nod at your friend, watching her smile.

Just as you were about to leave, fingers wrap around your wrist gently, your head turning to find the oldest sully boy in front of you, his other hand grasping your other in his hand as well.

“May I?” You blush at his tone and nod your head, letting him lead you through the crowd to an open area to follow their lead. His hands were gentle against your waist, fingertips barely firm again your skin. “Are you having fun, birthday girl?”

Your hands rest against the back of his neck, moving your body to match his along with the others around you. “Thanks to you” You looked at him through lidded eyes, thumb massaging the skin against his neck. You felt the eyes on you, but you couldn’t care, you could only look at the boy in front of you, staring down at you like you were the only girl in the world.

“You look so beautiful” The words had slipped from his mouth before he could catch them, and you watched his eyes slightly widen once he realized what he said. It made your cheeks flush, looking down to hide your smile. I made her blush, oh Eywa! I made her blush! The boy thought, ears perking while his own cheeks grew hot at the thought.

You finally looked back up at the boy, fingers roaming through his long braids. You felt like you could cry, feeling terrible that he didn’t know you’d be leaving soon. You couldn’t do anything but stare at him, fighting the urge to kiss him right then and there. You couldn’t. If you did, it would hurt him so much more when he finds out your leaving.

17 years of being best friends, 10 years of loving each other, and only one more day to admit it. Everything was so bitter sweet…and you couldn’t tear your gaze from his, trying to keep the smile on your face to shield your sadness from him. “Y/N, I…” he wanted to hesitate his words, but he couldn’t bare to look at how some of the men looked at you, like you weren’t his. But you’ve always been his, you’ve always been Neteyam’s girl. “I see you”

“Nete…” you spoke lowly, voice barely above a whisper as you realized he was leaning down to your face, one of his hands reaching up to cup your small cheek in his palm. Stop it, Y/N. You’ll only hurt him! So many thoughts raced through your head in that moment, but none of them could stop you from slowly giving into the boy, breath shaky as you tilted your head up to meet his.

Just as your lips brushed one another’s, a loud voice only made you pull away, the sound of glass shattering onto the floor causing everyone to gasp and do the same.

“Father?” Your hands fell from Neteyam’s neck, slowly walking toward your obviously drunk and violent father as he continued to yell, staring at you with the meanest look he could’ve ever given.

“So this is where you’ve been?!” You cower to his voice, feeling Tuk cling to your leg as you apologized, voice shaky with fear and embarrassment. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you!”

“Father I-“

“And what do I find? My slut of a daughter with some boy! What have I told you about disobeying my orders!” You tried to explain but not before his hand came clashing against your cheek, the sting making your eyes water.

“Nìtam!” Neytiri yells, standing in front of you to block you from your father. “Neto, vrrtep!” Your father laughs at her hisses, her bow pulled straight at his face.

“I’m not afraid of you, just how I wasn’t afraid of Ophijah” Your ears perked as your mothers name left his mouth, about to speak up but Jake beat you to it.

“Lasaji, Turn back now, and it won’t get ugly” He stands in front of Neytiri, his knife between his palm. You protest but he shushed you, Lo’ak’s hand grabbing your arm to stop you from moving toward them. “Touch her, and I won’t hesitate to kill you”

“She is my daughter!”

“Really? Because it seems to me I’ve been more of a father to her then you’ve ever been!” You cried at Jake’s words, Lo’ak pulling your head into his chest. You didn’t want anyone to fight, you didn’t want anyone to get hurt. “Where were you when she completed her rite of passage? Do you even know the name of her Ikran? Or that today is her fucking birthday!”

“You don’t know shit, Sully. She’s a fucking disappointment! If her mother was here, she would’ve agreed!” You couldn’t take it anymore. The whole clan was staring at you, and your tears wouldn’t stop running down your cheeks. Lo’ak tried his best to comfort you, but you pushed past him and ran.

But you didn’t make it far, the piercing grip on your hair made you cry, falling back with one pull. It didn’t last long as before you could react, you found Jake ontop of your father, punching over and over while the warriors tried to pull him off.

“Jake, please!” You beg, watching the blood from your fathers mouth splatter onto the stone floor, a sight so brutal you couldn’t bare to see it. “Get off of him!” The clan pulled him off, his bloody knuckles coming into view.

“Y/N-“

“Stop, please, just stop” you pushed Neteyam away from you, standing to your feet as you held your hand over your mouth, concealing your sobs. Your father was barely breathing, laid on the ground with blood smeared across his face.

“Come on, let’s go inside-“ you shook your head at the boy, wiping your tear stained cheeks as you looked over to Jake, his chest rising high with his racing heartbeat.

You gave him one last look before pulling your hand from Neteyam, running away from the clan as fast as you could to get to your Ikran, ignoring the calls behind you. You hopped onto your Ikran and took off, leaving just as Neteyam made it to you. It was so embarrassing, you could barely see through your tears, and that’s when you decided.

You had to leave. You had to get away from the forest.

Part 3!!!! I wanted to make this a mini series, next part should be out tomorrow or Monday 💙

#Spotify #avatar fanfiction #avatar the way of water #avatar #avatar 2 #avatar x you #neteyam #neteyam sully #neteyam sully x y/n #neteyam x reader #neteyam fluff #neteyam angst #atwow neteyam #lo’ak avatar #avatar reader #avatar james cameron #avatar 1

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agent-oo-z · 8 months ago

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Ok it’s been too long since I’ve spoken about BG3 headcanons. Instead of talking about my Tavs though I’m gonna talk about the companions!

POTENTIAL SPOILERS BELOW!

No Minthara because I have yet to recruit her in one of my games, sorry!!! I love her I just haven’t had the ability to play with her and all that.

Halsin

Halsin does not have sculpted abs. He’s got a stomach. I mean come on he’s literally a bear.

He loves talking about the ecology of the various environments you visit. He knows so much about so many plants and animals and fungi.

If you ask him to, Halsin will braid your hair for you. Social grooming is very important to him.

He loves to play with scratch and the owl bear cub in wild shape. He takes the shape of a wolf most often so he’s not too big.

Halsin keeps a nature journal! It’s like his own private version of inaturalist. He tracks the species he sees and where he sees them.

Gale

Gale is skinny and a bit toned during the start of the game, but as he is encouraged to take better care of himself he puts on some weight.

He is constantly asking Halsin about various creatures and Druidic magic. The man’s a nerd, he’s got so many questions and Halsin is kind and patient enough to actually enjoy answering them. They’re great academic buddies. When Gale becomes a professor he invites Halsin to give lectures on ecology and Druidic magic.

Gale has created spells that allow him to make a magic kitchen while on the road. This way he can use more than a campfire to cook.

He loves to stargaze and will point out his favorite constellations if you ask to join him.

Astarion

While he’s good at mending and sewing, Astarion enjoys making perfume far more. He eventually develops perfumes based on each of the traveling companions.

Astarion teaches the entire camp how to wash blood out of clothing and gear because someone has to. Also he refuses to do everyone’s laundry for them.

He often goes with Halsin to forage for herbs and flowers. It’s a chance to stock up on supplies for his perfumes and also to manipulate bond with the Druid.

Him and Shadowheart often discuss poisons together. They have a secret game early in the adventure where they say how they would poison each member of the group, what poison they would use, and why. When both of them start to feel accepted and cared for they switch to talking about what poisons best represent the group members instead.

Shadowheart

She spends a lot of time at camp by herself, even after rejecting Shar. She values alone time. It also allows her a chance to process what has happened to her and what she has lost.

Scratch sleeps with her most nights after he joins the camp. At first she’s annoyed by it(a ‘pet’ distracts from her mission) but it’s not very long before she’s cuddling with him.

Shadowheart collects trinkets after converting. She wants to surround herself with things she enjoys.

Lae’zel

Since she travels with a grindstone, Lae’zel helps everyone maintain their weapons. Not out of kindness at first, but because her allies being weak and having subpar gear makes her weak. Eventually tho she teaches everyone how to do it themselves to help them be stronger(and because helping people care for their weapons is a friendly gesture).

She develops a special bond with Gale and Shadowheart, as all three were manipulated/used/abandoned by their deities. She doesn’t exactly know how to support the others as the process things, but she is Faerun’s greatest hype man and constantly reminds them that the gods were cruel and foolish for what they did.

Lae’zel and Halsin help each other maintain their braids. Hers are more intricate and decorated but Halsin is more than able to put them in properly.

Wyll

Wyll spends a lot of time with Karlach after he refuses to kill her. At first because he wants to apologize for hunting her and prove he can be trusted, then after the transformation for advice on how to live life with horns, and finally because he just loves to spend time with her.

While he wasn’t exactly “shy” before his transformation, Wyll starts bathing last because his own body has become unfamiliar and he no longer feels comfortable being seen without at least a shirt and some pants on.

When the others realize that he’s struggling with his body more than he lets on they do their best to help in their own ways. Karlach teaches him how to care for his horns properly, Halsin helps him learn how to braid his hair around them, Astarion finds clothing that is not only comfortable and modest but also makes him look really good, Lae’zel helps him adjust to the change in his center of gravity by sparring with him, and Gale tracks down books about teifling/fiend anatomy for him to read.

He’s really good with children. When Arabella and then Yenna join the camp he spends his evenings keeping them company, telling them stories, playing with them, etc. Karlach often joins him.

Karlach

She makes use of her unnatural heat to help with as many things around camp as she can. Drying clothes, cooking, heating water for bathing, being cozy when it’s especially cold, etc. because if she can do good things with the engine it feels less like a curse.

Once she can touch people safely, she spends almost an entire evening just cuddling with as many people as possible. It starts with just Scratch and the owl bear cub. Then Halsin joins. Then she goes to find the others for hugs. Astarion jokes about how the two of them could probably reach normal temperatures if they just hugged for long enough.

She and Lae’zel bond quickly through their sparring. The two joke back and forth in their own ways and it confuses the other companions at first, because basically no one else has had a chance to learn Lae’zel’s sense of humor.

Karlach collects the various teddy bears and plush toys they encounter on the journey. Having nice, soft, cuddly things to curl up with makes her feel safe.

Jaheira

She knows how to get you fucked up beyond your wildest dreams. Smoking with her is an ORDEAL.

Jaheria speaks to the younger party members like they’re her kids. This doesn’t become clear until they visit her home, however, at which point said companions have various reactions(Karlach loves it, Lae’zel does not).

Minsc

Minsc quickly joins the sparring sessions. He also starts wrestling matches.

He can often be found having seemingly one sided conversations in camp, apparently talking to boo. The topics of these chats are vast and varied. Gale once heard him discussing the various meanings of different flowers in bouquets according to flower language.

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visenyaism · 2 years ago

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i'm desperately interested in your lannister in the walls symbolism essay if that's something you would like to share

you know what i would. like all my summer 2022 notes app archival material it is both deranged and very informal. but i had just read cersei i affc for the very first time and i was convinced i was cooking something up. Here’s the intro the rest of it is under the cut so it’s not a scrolling nightmare:

so my like big tinfoil theory ab this so far is that the walls and tunnels of kings landing represent like the cataclysmic institutional rot that will destroy the city because said rot is also the truth of it. The little birds who convey the truth to varys while also representing how fucked up this place is because they’re child servants with their tongues cut out. Also like how the doom of valyria was in its walls because the enslaved were literally in there and bc that evil was institutional. Also like the rot that consumed tywin lannister whole cause he’s kings landing in microcosm or whatever. the doom of kings landing is quite literally in the walls cause of the wildfire, and because it’s wildfire it is also LITERALLY the doom of valyria. Just like the Doom was a lot of fireworks but it’s real downfall was the true extent of its rot filling every space in the walls and under the empire, the walls and tunnels of KL are also the Lannister Cognitive Dissonance Basement.

Tywin’s Hypocrite Tunnel reveals the truth of who he was the entire time. Tyrion learns the worst truth of his life in the tunnels, and then comes up thru the Hypocrite tunnel to kill his dad and also he decides to be evil while he’s down there because he thinks that’s the truth about himself, that the rot is also his. But that’s like our mini doom of valyria, that everything tywin hated about himself as well as the people he wronged he shoved underneath the city until it came up and explosively killed him.

Cersei starts her flop for crows arc by in tandem refusing to go into the tunnel or think abt its purpose while refusing to acknowledge any of her father’s flaws. The Tyrion in her head that’s taunting her about being in the walls is the same voice that’s confronting her abt the truth she is repressing abt her father. She knows her doom is in the walls and under the city, but she thinks it’s tyrion when actually it’s the threat of every single truth she has ever repressed to form her delusional worldview coming back to destroy her (the truth that the rot is hollow and pursuit of tywin’s kind of power means nothing but self destruction and also that her mirror was the one who might kill her and not the brother she thinks is different from her in every way). I dont think shes going into the walls until it’s time for her to blow the city up tbh. apocalypse!!!!

Side note: the tyrion in her head being cersei especially is so. like for the past three books we have been told that cersei lannister’s main trait is her pride and vanity. and then you get to her first POV and it’s immediately clear that everything she hates about herself, her father, and the world she attributes to tyrion and everything she likes about herself she assigns to something she inherited from her father, something jaime should be, or both. queenhood and womanhood and her own body are just coffins her family has stuffed her in to fit their own needs. For cersei, the body is a construct just like the Red Keep is, and it is a prison!!! it’s the cage they kept the lions in under Casterly!!! The power she’s constantly chasing after is just the ability to be taken seriously in her own right, respected as a person and not a woman (which to her are antonyms). What presents as her pride and vanity from the outside is actually just a constant battle against the reality that cersei lannister doesn’t really exist because she has absolutely no stable sense of identity and is just as empty as the rest of her family!!!!

Back to the walls: Jaime has a running theme where he can only speak or think the truth if he’s underground, like harrenhal bath moment or taunting catelyn abt bran and the incest in the riverrun dungeon or telling tyrion about tysha in the black cells or his dream in the cave with brienne where he’s like it’s dark out so i can tell the truth abt her being a beauty and a knight. It’s the same with the tunnels. He starts HIS flop for crows arc going in first to the Tywin Hypocrite Tunnel, and has to confront the truth that he doesn’t actually know his brother like he thought he did, or his sister, or his father, or himself really. Also that he’s kind of responsible for their father’s murder. ALSO he finds a dragon mosaic that he thinks is rhaegar, telling him “I know you, kingslayer.” He has SO many repressed truths come up in this tunnel, but he just comes out and is like lol who knows what’s down there not me whoever did this could still be down there look out.

Not that it would’ve been smart to tell Cersei the truth, but it definitely indicates that during Jaime’s feast arc he will not be confronting anything unpleasant because he doesn’t want to. Pushing the truth of yourself away and into the walls and under the city means you can be somewhere (the red keep) without really being there at all, which I think is the connection to Jaime’s dependence on dissociation and going away inside and his relationship to institutions. The details of why he didn’t say anything about the wildfire aren’t super clear but I think him hunting the pyromancers but leaving wildfire in the walls is representative of the fact that on some level deep down he believes in false knighthood, that you really can solve institutional rot if you are Good, if you do enough Heroic Sword Violence to the right people. Lady Stoneheart is in a cave or something I think so that’s his big underground inability to repress anymore-related downfall looming.

So anyway TLDR: Cersei’s right, there’s something those walls and under the city that’s going to destroy them all. It’s not tyrion lurking, but like the irrepressible truth that the rot and evil at the heart of the red keep has eaten it whole, and that the Lannister legacy and conception of power propped up by violence and intimidation is just hollow. That’ll get them because that singular truth is enough to crumple everyone’s self-concept and is too much to overcome even with the Lannister dedication to cognitive dissonance. Which is why I think Cersei blows it up when she gets to the point where she cannot lie to herself abt shit anymore. If twow drops and actually joncon ends up starting the Great King’s Landing BBQ of 301 AC i actually didn’t say any of this😌

#anyways foucault voice castles and bodies are both like prisons #valyrianscrolls #asoiaf #affc #touch grass is usually the operative expression here but i actually literally wrote this sitting by myself on top of a mountain #also true for this one lmao

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missinconsistent · 1 month ago

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Glorious Evolution: Arcane Viktor S2 Act 2 Analysis

Since season 1, Viktor has always wanted to utilize hex tech to improve the lives of the people. Considering he is a disabled person from Zaun, this desire, of course, comes from a very personal perspective.

But the Viktor we meet in season 1 act 1, and the Viktor we see in season 2, feels so incredibly different despite having the same goals. Looks aside, there is something internally, *fundamentally* changed ever since he was influenced by the Arcane. And it's actually worse than it appears.

When we first saw Viktor, the man had colour in his skin, life in his eyes, and often dawned a smile. But as time passed by, and sickness started to overtake him, he looked sickly pale and tired. Frowning a lot more, with sunken eyes and cheeks. Yes, the literal explanation is his illness. But metaphorically, it was meant to hint that there was already a Viktor that died.

In Act 3 of Season 1, we see him running for the first time. Despite not having much time left, he continued to look for ways the hex core could be utilized to overstep mortal boundaries. However, it came at a cost. He not only sacrificed part of himself, he (unintentionally) sacrificed Sky. A person who, despite having affection for Viktor, he never got to know.

What's important about the running scene, though, is that Viktor doesn't *look* better. Despite "fixing" his limp leg he's always had since he was a child, his complexion is still lifeless.

Even in Act 1 of Season 2, when Viktor, who is brought to life thanks to being completely engulfed in the hex core, doesn't look "better" in terms of health. He can fully walk again, he can't feel cold, he possessed godly powers, but he still looks ill, and now his eyes are completely changed. Another Viktor did die in that explosion and replaced with another one.

He is never going to look like the Viktor from S1 Act 1 despite magic running in his veins and making him more able-bodied than he ever was in his life, because the Viktor back then, despite his disability or his incoming sickness, was more human than the Viktor now could ever be. But Viktor is too blinded and unhealthily obsessed with evolution to see that old part of him he lost.

To Viktor, helping people is making the disabled walk again, getting rid of deformities caused by shimmer, but how much of this is truly helping people? When we see Salo and the people in the commune who were "saved" by Viktor, they seem to have lost all sense of agency. They live in a dystopic utopia, where people have no emotion but listless euphoria. They could have a wild beast lunge at them or a weapon pointed at them, and no one bats an eye as if they lost all emotion. They lack humanity.

This could be foreshadowed with the death of Sky back in S1. Viktor never truly got to know her. Never got to understand her. Never felt the love she had for him. And in S2 she becomes something like a hallucination to Viktor. But even with that, even if their souls are linked together, Viktor doesn't know Sky as a person. Only as an idea. He doesn't know, say, her favourite food, what music she enjoys, her odd little habits, what made Sky a person to love. He doesn't fully understand intimacy (unlike Jayce). So when he kills Sky, he kills his ability to understand humanity with it.

Viktor only considers saving people from their physical limitations. He doesn't consider it odd or morally questionable (to put it lightly) that the people of the commune have developed a complete hive mind. He doesn't consider the ethics of being able to pop in and out of their consciousness to speak to Jayce or see through their eyes and monitor people. He only considers them to be "cured" from their ailments because physically, they're better, but inside, they are essentially lobotomized, completely devoid of their previous being.

This might sound like a stretch, but you can consider Viktor's motives of "glorious evolution" borders on eugenics. He is concerned about the "glorious evolution" of humanity by focusing on the physical limitations of people (edit: which is ironic considering he was one of Piltover's greatest thinker, he doesn't work towards improving Zaun through knowledge or education). His idea of evolution is disbanding what it means to truly be human and, with the influence of the Arcane, is implementing that onto other people to follow him like a herd of sheep without them fully understand what they'd be sacrificing when they turn to him for help.

And by the end of Act 2, it looks like Viktor is set for another rebirth, losing even more humanity to keep chasing "glorious evolution." His last little speech seems to indicate that human emotion is a weakness. Viktor feels emotion when he's with Jayce. He believes emotion leads to more destruction, as Act 2 ends in an emotional climax that leads to Isha's death. And Jayce and Viktor are total opposites. Jayce is acting on emotion, and Viktor is acting on (what he believes to be) logic.

In Act 3, Viktor will finally take up the form of the Machine Herald, not even possessing a human body, and will lack nearly all his humanity except some lingering affection for Jayce - as the two are two sides of the same coin (or in this case, a cog).

#viktor arcane #arcane #arcane spoilers

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leclerced · 11 months ago

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Hitman!Oscar being Lando’s girl comfort person. Probably because she doesn’t have lots of friends in general and they don’t see each other often. But then there’s Oscar that stays with her when Lando goes to deal with sth. First time he’s with her he starts cleaning his guns at the dining table and she hits him with a kitchen cloth telling him he’s out of his fucking mind if he thinks he’s gonna clean the weapons on the table. Second time she’s distressed because Lando had to go out in a hurry so she just clings to him (then when Lando seems jealous she screams at him n tells him if he’s gonna leave her w Oscar he’s gotta get used to it). Oscar is just a third wheel but even Lando warms to him being the third one in his relationship haha

i really love this ola 🥺 im gonna brainrot ab this and try to get in a writing mood. added read more bc kinda long

oscar definitely regularly cleans his guns at his dining table and does not understand why she is chastising him for it!!

imagine lando asking oscar to protect her for the first time, to stay with her when he goes to do something. oscar’s literally a hitman, and tells him such; he kills people, he’s not a security service. lando convinces him to do it the one time, saying if anyone tries to harm her they are his target and he gets to kill. he gives in and lando introduces them, and tells her oscar is now her personal bodyguard. oscar tries to be like, “hey this is a one time thing, i’m doing you a favor while you go out of town.” because he fully intends on getting back to business, but lando just leaves before he can get the words out.

he's staying with her in a secret apartment lando owns, a safe house of sorts, for the weekend, while lando goes out of town. it’s weird for oscar because he’s used to being paid to kill people, follows and watches his targets for days until he has the perfect opportunity to get the job done. she thinks he’s a little weird because he just sits and watches her, and when she asks why he’s staring he’s like, “lando told me to watch you. that is what i am doing.”

she starts making dinner to distract herself from oscar’s staring, and he follows her to the kitchen and starts cleaning his gun. she’s making pasta, and keeps her back to him so she doesn’t accidentally make eye contact with him. the layout of the kitchen makes it easy for her to avoid looking at him until she’s plated the food. she nearly drops the plates when she turns and finds a dismantled pistol on the table. the plates clatter as she sets them back down on the counter, tugging the kitchen towel off her shoulder as she approaches him. he looked up from what he was doing as the plates hit the counter, giving her a questioning look as she stormed over. then she was hitting him over the head with the towel and telling him to put it back together and never do it again. he puts it back together and they eat dinner, he’s surprised she made him a plate and she’s deeply offended that he’s surprised. like, “you thought i would just let you starve?” and more offended when he doesn’t tell her how good it is bc she really enjoys it but he looks so bored.

he sits and watches while she sleeps, nods off in the chair a few times but wakes up when he hears anything, her rustling in bed, mumbling in her sleep, a car in the parking lot. he’s awake when she wakes up and she tries to make him lay down and sleep because he needs sleep, but he ignores her and just follows her out of the bedroom and to the kitchen. she makes him coffee and breakfast and he’s once again surprised when she sets a mug in front of him and asks if he wants cream or sugar. he doesn’t. she’d ask him what he wants for breakfast and he doesn’t have an answer so she makes a bit of everything, bacon, eggs, toast, and pancakes. she makes a smiley face out of whipped cream on his pancakes and he’s never once had that before so it confuses him.

she gets some reprieve from him after breakfast when she showers, but then he’s back to watching her when she gets out and goes to watch netflix in the living room. she tries getting his input on what to watch, but he tells her he doesn’t watch tv. she puts on her favorite show, season one episode one, and decides she’s going to make him like it. she knows he’s paying attention to her, and not the show, so she tells him everything thats happening and all her opinions on it. he finds himself enjoying it, occasionally glancing at the tv to actually see what’s going on, but he prefers watching her to the actors and actresses on screen. she ends up enjoying oscar’s company, aside from the gun dismantling on her dining table and constant watching, she likes him. she gets him to crack a few smiles. he tells her he likes the dinner she makes saturday, and the coffee sunday morning. he’s nice if she lets herself forget he’s a hitman.

it’s the first semi-normal weekend oscar has ever lived. he’s never sat around and watched tv or had breakfast lunch and dinner. it’s not the life he’s led. he hates lando a little bit when he returns sunday and dismisses oscar with proof of a wire transfer.

she finds herself missing oscar after he’s gone, and is hoping she’ll see him again. it happens, but not in a way she likes. one night lando wakes her up and hurriedly tells her oscar’s staying with her because he has to run out. they’re at home, not the safe house, this time. she doesn’t even understand what he’s saying, still half asleep when he rushes out of the room after kissing her forehead goodbye. she’s confused, scared, and worried about lando as she sits up and tries to get her bearings. she rubs her eyes and opens them to see oscar’s just standing at the foot of the bed, watching her. she’s weirdly calmed that he’s there, her racing heart slowing a bit as she stares at him. she needs someone to hold her so she doesn’t spiral. she hopes it isn’t showing.

she knows he’s likely planning to stay in that exact spot until lando returns, so tells him to lay down with her. he declines, saying he’s fine where he is, but she crawls to the edge and pleads, “i won’t be able to go back to sleep without someone next to me. please?” he gives in after a moment and starts climbing onto the bed but she presses a hand to his chest and tells him he’s not getting in bed with shoes on. truthfully, she wants to fetch him a pair of lando’s jammies and make him change into them but she knows he won’t, so she lets him stay in his own clothes. he tries to lay as far away from her as possible, laying on his side on the edge of the mattress, but she lays in the middle and pats the spot next to her, “i said next to me, didn’t i?” oscar’s never cuddled before, and he hesitates before he scoots over and awkwardly lays on his back next to her. she cuddles up next to him immediately lifting his arm and wrapping it around her as she presses her face into his chest. he wants to tell her lando will kill him if he finds them like this, but he plans on slipping away as soon as she’s asleep. he doesn’t mean to fall asleep with her, to cuddle into her and slip under the covers with her.

lando’s pissed when he finds them, would kill oscar if it wouldn’t traumatize his love, instead yanks the man out of his bed. it wakes the both of them, and she sits up and grabs lando before he can get his hands on oscar again. “you left me. you left me alone. you do not get to be angry. if you are going to scare me like that, he is going to comfort me.” and oscar’s super confused, laying on the floor with a now aching back from the impact. he was sleeping so well, he felt like he was in a cocoon of warmth, and the confusion turns to anger as he realizes his sleep was interrupted. lando just stares at them, wondering what comfort me means and if he comforted her in the safe house.

#ask #lifeboredme #idk if i like this #but posting anyways bc i dont wanna redo it #ln4/op81 #mafia au

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autisticrosewilson · 8 months ago

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You have any Wilson family headcanons to spare? Especially on Rose & Grant?

DO I EVER!!! Gosh where do I even start

I mentioned to a friend of mine the other day that I think Slade was a leash kid, and I stand by that whole heartedly. He wanted to raise Grant as a leash kid too, simply because he thought you were supposed to, but Adeline threatened his life so it never happened. This was the first of many times he was confronted with the concept that maybe his home life wasn't great.

He would not even begin reflecting on this until almost a decade later. He still doesn't really consider himself a victim and honestly most of his shitty parenting comes from him just having no clue what he's doing. He's aware that he's bad at it, but instead of trying to improve he just tries to avoid his kids in hopes that they'll be better off without him.

Also he grew up in 1950's-60's Appalachia, I think he's more superstitious than he lets on. I imagine he grew up hearing about family curses and old wives tales, and while on some level he recognizes that Fran likely just used those stories to cope with the situation there's also a part of him that believes it for the same reasons she did. He's not a victim, he can't be, so it must not have been abuse. Which eventually turned into him just kind of accepting that he was always going to be a bad father, that there was never a chance for him to have a family and any attempt he makes will just end up worse than the last.

It makes it easier to maintain his self imposed isolation that way.

Adeline is a lot more interesting than people give her credit for. I like to think she was born and raised in a big city like New York or maybe Gotham if I wanted to be funny. She was definitely a wild child, and that was something that didn't change during her first marriage.

I truly do believe that Count whats-his-face (I don't care enough to look him up) tried exactly once to hit her and he ended up with three bullet wounds that all knicked arteries. It was his only warning and he was smart enough to know that.

Addie is loyal to the end, she's the kind of person that steadfastly refuses to let go of people she cares about. In basically ever version of her story she tries, she tries so hard to make things work. I once compared her to the Greek myth of Medea and I think about the comparison often.

I also think that Adeline was always her father's daughter, whether she liked it or not. I don't remember if it was canon that she was raised primarily by her dad but I only remember her dad being mentioned so I think she grew up in a single parent household and was mostly left to her own devices as a kid. She probably grew up really close with her cousin, most people probably thought they were sisters.

Mayflower fucking HATES Slade, she was advocating for the divorce before they were even married. I know in my heart she was Slade's biggest hater. Her and Slade talked mad shit about each other but they were also gossip buddies for the longest and it was the only thing that stopped her from beating his ass all the time.

SladeAddie is so toxic Bi4Bi coded. Really funny to me that Addie was probably older than Slade, do you know the kind of rizz you have to possess to bag a milf that could kill you in 20 different ways before you could blink? One who's already been divorced? What charm was this freshly 18 year old drop out exuding to be pulling like this?

When do you think he told her that he lied to the recruiter about his age and he wasn't actually 23 or whatever? Did he ever tell her? Did she figure it out herself? It was literally never addressed but I think about it all the time.

Slade is definitely still mildly in love with her and falls a little all over again every time she deals him grievous bodily harm. I don't know his thing for people who hate him is probably a self conscious way to punish himself for sucking all the time.

Billy and Alfred being friends is a headcanon that I literally never stop thinking about. Why wouldn't they be old friends or whatever? They have tea the 4th Tuesday of every other month. They complain about their respective morons and brag about the kids they have to take care of because their morons won't.

Billy is definitely a British rock fan and he fucking HATES country music. Slade starts playing it in the car and Billy threatens to crash the whole car just to make a point.

He's like maybe 5 years older than Slade if I'm being generous about it, he just looks older next to Slade because he's not hopped up on super serum.

He's the one Rose gives her father's day gifts to <3

SladeBilly is canon to me, no way Slade is capable of spending that much time with someone without sleeping with them at least once. It might be the healthiest relationship he's ever had with anyone and Billy barely tolerates him.

Lilian Worth my beloved,,,,,,they gave her such a white ass name. I choose to believe that she changed it later on for anonymity. Chea Nath is a name she hasn't used in a while, but it's still one she holds dear.

She seems like someone who was really into ballet, and probably someone who was really good at it too.

She's one of those characters that we don't really have any information on, which leaves a lot of wiggle room backstory wise. I probably write too much about characters with poor backgrounds (surprise your bitch grew up impoverished) so I guess I'll let Lili have this one.

Diplomats daughter, her and her mom were really close growing up, and she seems like she grew up with sisters. She's got that middle sister energy to her, growing up everyday was a fight and let's just say she didn't lose often.

If Adeline is Medea, Lili is definitely Circe. Versatile, powerful, a man hater, and she'll do anything to protect her girls.

Honors student, her grades never dropped below an A- and she has degrees in everything from fine art to communications. Rose went to college purely because her mom made it clear that not going was not an option.

Grant is one of my favorite characters. Ever. He's definitely an old school country enjoyer, much to Billy's chagrin and Slades secret delight.

He was the boy who climbed up the tallest trees to prove he could and then came home with a thousand little scrapes on him.

He has a bee allergy.

He's the least enhanced of his siblings but he still has a meta gene, I think the reason the H.I.V.E. serum didn't activate it like it should have is because his power was the mental kind and not the physical kind so his body couldn't hold up against it even while his psychic powers were getting stronger.

Painted his nails one(1) time, it was a dried up iridescent blue that Addie dug up and was going to throw away but Grant wanted to try it. He didn't know what nail polish remover was though so he scraped his teeth on his nails to get it all off but he couldn't get all of it and he almost cried so hard he threw up at dinner that night because he was scared of Slade noticing (Slade didn't notice and wouldn't have cared if he did).

Thought he was SO stealthy when he snuck out but literally everyone knew because he always came home smelling like weed, hungover, and he went to school in the same clothes he wore to go out. Most of the time Addie didn't care (See above: "former wild child") but Slade "Biggest loser in his hometown" Wilson always had an issue with it.

Officially his tomb is located in the Kane family plot but he's actually buried in Slades hometown next to his grandmother. (Adeline is not aware of this)

Joey was actually the one who pulled most of the pranks when they were kids, but Grant always took the fall. Mostly because literally no one would believe it even if Joey said he did it. Which he tried to do, many times.

Grant taught Joey to make flower crowns but he never admitted it because he thought it made him look weak. He still keeps the few that Joey made for him though, they're basically turning to dust in the drawer he hid them in to this day. They're one of the few things that weren't torn down and shoved in the attic after his death.

Joey still celebrates Grant's birthday every year, him and mom play The Last Man by Clint Mansell on the piano because it was his favorite piece to play before he stopped because it wasn't "cool".

Grant tried to get Joey to come with him when he ran away but Joey didn't want to leave Addie. Joey ended up moving into Grant's old apartment, he often thinks of what life would be like if he'd taken up the offer.

Grant is THE ass hole big brother from the late 90's/early 2000's. Down to the mullet and the shirt with the sleeves cut off. He used to steal Addie's eyeliner and she would get so mad because that stuff is EXPENSIVE and he's just smearing however. She teaches him how to do it properly but he says it makes him look "too girly".

Grant's picture is the only one in Slades wallet because he doesn't have to worry about putting him in danger anymore.

DON'T let Joey's "natural" pretty boy look fool you he has a 20 step skin routine and a 15 step hair routine and he wakes up at the ass crack of dawn to start on his makeup.

He used to get the worst acne as a pre-teen and he has physically burned all the evidence except for one picture of him and Slade on a fishing trip when he was like thirteen, he doesn't know it exists and it's the only picture Slade consistently travels with.

He doesn't want to be the favorite but he would get mad if someone else was the favorite because what work were YOU even putting in for it.

He has 12 year old boy humor I fear. Giggles at dick jokes and has used his name to make "Joe Mama" jokes on various occasions.

Number one Mama's boy of all time, there's not a single time they've gone out in public together where they haven't had coordinated outfits. Him and Addie call biweekly to shit talk people and exchange recipes and the like.

Joey is THE biggest gossiper. He'll talk shit about people right in front of them if he's sure they don't know ASL and whoever is around just has to try not to laugh while they "translate" him.

He's so good at convincing people to do things for him just by looking at them with his big ol' eyes. And he's a theater kid so his expressions are really exaggerated.

Rose, my muse. I know canonically she's a smoker but I'm changing that to her being a vaper. I don't know she just looks like she'd beat the shit out of you for a cherry lemon cancer stick.

Energy drinks don't work on her in normal amounts so to rectify that she constantly walks around with horrific concoctions in a water bottle the size of her head.

She street races as R4V4G3R and she's pretty good at it. She learned a lot about cars doing it which is how Slade justified being an anonymous benefactor for her.

The few weeks Slade had her she ran that shit like the navy. Up at 6 AM on the dot, tight ass ponytail swaying as she got ready for school. She was out that door by 7:25 everyday and she would MAKE Slade violate traffic laws to get to school by 7:35.

Has bitten people before and will do it again.

Had the BIGGEST crush on Donna Troy when she was on the Teen Titans. She didn't know it then but she did. Her taste in women really hasn't changed at all.

Only has her grunge thing going on when she's planning on meeting people, average day outfit is all pastels and florals that her mom used to pick out for her.

Got pretty much all of Lili's stuff, her main apartment is always Immaculately decorated. She also lives in L.A. because literally fuck New York. She's trying to get her engineering degree in PEACE.

She looks up to Grant a lot, she really only has Joey's account of things and he only tells her the good stuff. How he was brave, and strong, and funny. When she was younger she really wanted to be like him, but that was the last thing Slade wanted. So obviously she named herself Ravager out of spite.

Rose is the shortest one in the family but she's buff as hell, my girl is built like a fridge and she knows it. Joey tried to rest his arm on her head one and she stabbed him. It didn't go through his armor obviously but it did leave a mildly annoying bruise that he pouted about for a week.

She low-key really likes Addie but she tends to stay away because of the whole "child of infidelity" thing. She HAS threatened to call Addie on Slade multiple times.

Grew up with a bunch of other kids so she never really wanted siblings, but she would kill for Joey. She'd like a sister though. Really misses her cousins and aunts from the brothel but doesn't want to put them in danger by talking to them.

She's fond of kids but wouldn't want her own because she doesn't want to bring a kid into the kinda life she has, or their family in general.

Routinely takes jobs from Slade because she knows full well he won't do shit. And she's right every time he makes it into a team up that usually ends with them fighting but sometimes, every once in a while, they do something nice together and it makes her remember why she wanted to find him so bad when she was 13.

I don't like her carving her eye out for Slade I thought the whole concept of her idolizing Slade was fucking stupid. She tolerates him at best. So I like to attribute it to her visions, I think the blind prophet symbolism is really fun. Especially because then we can have a Prometheus type situation where her eye patch keeps switching sides/sometimes she's not blind because she keeps carving them out in fits of Seer Madness™️ but they keep regenerating.

SHE HAS BROWN EYES HER EYES ARE BROWN I KNOW HER PERSONALLY PLEASE LET HER KEEP EVEN ONE OF HER ETHNIC FEATURES I BEG!!!

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tilthedayidice · 8 months ago

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Hey welcome back to my BG3 Hot Takes

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This session was inspired by @lipsie, gettin me ttalkin way too much. Yes I am aware that the tadpole changes things, and they have to make it balanced for the game blah blah blah- let a bitch complain.

Screenshots sourced from the Baldur's Gate 3 Wiki

Gale is the only character I feel is spec'd correctly, He's smart but fiuckin stupid, he has autism rizz, mam could not lift any box you asked him to, the only reason his constitution is 13 is because he's been dealing with the Orb and he's used to it by now.

Karlach should start with 20 strength and you CANNOT convince me otherwise, her charisma should be higher also, she's a ball of sunshine and could put the fear of god into anyone, and the line "Gods I wanna ride you til you see stars" will never leave my brain. Give this bitch a 15. She do be a little dumb I'll give you that.

Shadowheart is just funny to me, How can her wisdom be a 17 when she's been cloistered away for so long? Her wisdom is only a 17 in ONE SPECIFIC SUBJECT, a subject where she's forced to give up her memories. Memories are where we get our wisdom. Wisdom is gained through lived experiences, I'd give you the 17 for endgame Shart, but not start of game Shart. I'll take the 8 CHA cause she's a bitch (said with love, me too babe) but she knows enough to get what and where she wants so I think we should nudge it up to like 10.

Lae'zel.... I think it's unfair to put Lae'zel's intelligence at 10. Her wisdom being low, yeah i get that she's been cloistered away in a society that believes its the only way, it's all she knows. But intelligence? No. She might know much about Faeruns culture and people, but she knows EVERYTHING about the stars. And there's far more of that than there will ever be of Faerun. She's the funniest person we know, give her 9 CHA.

Wyll my beloved, do you airbrush those abs on? Do you wake up every morning and contour them? I DON'T BELIEVE YOU DO!!!!!!!!! SO WHO'S THE ASS WHO DECIDED YOUR STRENGHT WAS A FUCKIN 8??????? THE BLADE OF FRONTIERS SHOULD HAVE AT LEAST A 13. He deserve a 15 but I know they won't give it to him. Lipsie and I were talking about him and they're right, WHEN WE DUMP THE BITCH HE SHOULD RESPEC INTO BARD.

Astarion..... oh Astarion.... you're such a disaster. Such a wet cat of a man. Such a pathetic little mew mew. I shit on him a lot, but I do really love his character and development lol. LESS STR MAKE HIM WEAK, he has been starved and living off rats and shame, he can have his measly 8 AFTER he drinks... uh "Thinking" Blood. His CHA being 10 is perfect actually no notes. I personally think his actual INT should be lower, not too much lower, maybe 11/12, I knooooow he was a magistrate, but you can't tell me he's not giving himbo... no what was that word on the meme graph? Himbim? Himbim.

Halsin.......... 10 STR? 10?!?!?!?! You built him LIKE THAT and give him 10 STR?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!? What in the nine hells...... Weaker than Karlach of course, but 10????? Give that man 15 at least 8 INT???????????? 8???????? LARIAN WHY DO YOU HATE HIM???? Is it because he isn't Gale? Mans has been studying the mindflayers on his own, he's been studying the shadow curse... on his own. HE'S A MASTER HEALER?!?!?! AN ARCHDRUID?!?!?!?!?!?!? That takes time, study, and dedication. You wanna assign him himbo so bad. He's just a whole well rounded man with autism,. (Not a dig on himbos, quite literally my favorite genre of Man). This is just 'cause he fucks isn't it.

Minthara she's so much smarter than Larian gives her credit for. While I agree with the WIS, that's more a product of being so closed off, Her INT is much higher. I'd give her a 14? She cunning, just because it's used for Evil deeds doesn't mean she hasn't been she hasn't put a lot of thought into her work. She lived in Menzoberranzan for Gods' sake. She had to be smart or be killed?!? She's said so on multiple occasions! Just because she's Evil aligned doesn't mean she not smart. (She's just as smart as our average Bear according to Larian)

Minsc...... First off let me say that I love that they chose this image. A Bad Bitch. Anyways, anyone who doesn't find that dumb happy face charming is either lying or literally has a stick up their ass.... 12 CHA. Also why is he so weak? I know he isn't like actually weak... but mans chunked that mimic? Let him have 14.

Jaheira I'll give you the 10 STR, she's complained about her knees like three times in my most recent session. 8 INT? So what I'm getting here.... is anyone not an origin character is just baseline 8? Lazy. Especially considering she was ALREADY GIVEN STATS IN TWO PREVIOUS GAMES. In both BG1 and BG2 she has an intelligence of 10, and if anything she's only gotten smarter over time. I wasn't gonna do this... but left is 1 right is 2.

15, 14, 17, 10, 14, 15, and 15, 17, 17, 10, 14, 15

Make it make sense. I know she's old at this point, but in my game she killed Sarevok again so idk man.

Rip me apart in the notes ;)

But do it nicely...

#long post #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #not dice #text #lae'zel #shadowheart #gale #wyll #karlach #halsin #minthara #minsc #jaheira #astarion #bg3 spoilers #baldur's gate 3 spoilers

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snzhrchy · 2 years ago

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Hello!

Can I request a dr. Stone hyuga x reader. Like she's pretty shy at first so no one takes notice of her, but secretly she's a closet perv who drools about hyuuga's muscles. He takes notice and starts to get interested in her. Sorry if this is weirdly said, It's my first time requesting something! Thank you for ur time and I love your writing.

shameful.

hyoga akatsuki x perv!reader

synopsis; you find yourself attracted towards the man who tried to kill you and that causes him to be intrigued by you too. taglist; lmk if u wanna be on it <3 warnings; smut (implied at the end) + masturbation notes; loved writing this !! im so down horrendous for this man like i need him to ruin me..

— your first meeting with hyoga was very... interesting, to say the least. in short, he burned down your village without any mercy. however, he did get his punishment in the end as he was now a prisoner in the kingdom of science--being forced to spend his days behind bars for the heinous crimes he had committed.

— that's also when you had the misfortune of meeting him. senku wasn't an evil man--far from it so because of that, he wanted to make ishigami village's prisons a little but more habitable and he chose you for the job! it wasn't exactly a job as you were merely just providing food to him and the other prisoner but...

— during this task was when you first met and got to see him, properly. you’d be lying if you didn’t say you weren’t attracted to him from the moment you laid your eyes upon him. he was, quite literally, the most attractive man you had ever seen. sure, you had your fair share of muscular men from all over japan however, there was something about hyoga that drew you towards him.

— which was probably why you were so very enthusiastic about this job you’d been assigned. since you hardly ever spoke to anyone, no one ever guessed that you had done the unthinkable and managed to become infatuated with hyoga--the man who was responsible for destroying your entire village but he wasn’t that dangerous now, though.

— however, you hardly ever interacted with him, whether it was on the perseus or back at the village; he barely paid any attention to you while you were head over heels for him. you did not attempt initiate any conversation with him either--you'd rather just admire him from a far. it was hard not to with the way he carried himself. no matter how strenous of a task you were performing, if he were in that room, that task would be long forgotten as your eyes would be fixated on him.

— your eyes would travel to his silver, silky hair, imagining what it'd be like to run your hand through them (and pull on them) then they'd traavel to his chest and your eyes would admire his perfectly built body and how well his abs adorned his abdomen and then his thighs and...

— hyoga wasn't stupid--far from it; he was quite literally one of the most intelligent and observant people ever. and unlike everyone, he noticed. he noticed how your eyes would always stare at his figure. even though you tried to be subtle, he was very aware of the effect he had on you. he found it amusing and peculiar as well; how could someone who he tried to murder possibly like him…? sure, he was used to attention from the opposite sex but he hadn’t gotten any after his depetrification—and he surely didn’t get any attention from villagers here.

— this intrigued hyoga. he found this entire thing amusing and liked receiving this type of attention. to know that he had someone—an ishigami villager at that—wrapped around his finger made him joyous. he could surely use this to his favour.

— and he did! once aboard the perseus; on one faithful night, he was just taking a mere stroll across the ship, admiring the changed landscape when he heard you whispering his name.

— he found it odd but as he got closer to the source of the sound, he realised that you were touching yourself while thinking of him. hyoga was aware that you were terribly infatuated with him but this pleased him (and certainly gave him an ego boost.) to think that someone was touching themselves while thinking of him… yes, it was certainly pleasant.

— no matter how much hyoga tried to control himself, he couldn’t help but get hard over listening to you mumble his name over and over again. he wondered what you’d look like if you were under him.

— eventually, that night, hyoga allowed his emotions to take over and he ended up finally fulfilling your desires.

— let’s just say it didn’t end there and hyoga ended up using you as his personal stress reliever from there on out.

#dr stone imagines #dr stone x reader #dr stone hyoga #dr stone #dcst x reader #dcst imagines #dcst #hyoga akatsuki #hyoga #hyoga akatsuki x reader #hyoga akatsuki imagines #akatsuki hyoga #hyoga x reader #hyoga imagines

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4kimji · 11 months ago

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pair: assassin!mingyu x assassin!afab!reader

summary: you run into your rival during a mission

warnings: not reread, soft!dom gyu, unprotected sex, praise (female receiving), pet names (baby, darling), big dick! gyu, reader is obsessed with mingyu’s muscles, and more that i prob missed

wc: 1.1k

You set up the Snow Owl in front of yourself on its little stand. The supposed “club” was spacious, balconies decorating both sides of the dark, lush brown walls. People were dressed up in their finest attire, holding drinks that were half drunk while chatting their faces off.

The loud voice in your earpiece startles you, “Y/L/N, do you have the target?”, they ask.

“Not yet, Y/F/N. Still trying to acquire him.”, the assassin replies.

“Alright, get him soon. Be safe.”, your teammate coos, making kissy noises in the earpiece after finishing her sentence. You rolls her eyes but soon smiles once your teammate disconnects. She was so odd, but that’s Y/F/N for you. You put your eye into the white rifle. Your bangs were long, yes, but that never stopped you. You crouch down to get the best view of the attendees. You search for a while before seeing the last person you wanted to see. Shit. Why is he here? You internally facepalms yourself, seeing the black, long haired man. You knew he was given the same mission, so why don’t you work with him? The reason? The reward. 1 billion won. All of yourself. Who wouldn’t want that? Though, he was handsome. His long, veiny fingers holding a small shot glass. His left hand was near his waist. He was also looking for his target.

“Kim Mingyu, you asshole.”, you snicker. You move your small rifle peephole towards the door and there he was. Park Jaesung, the sick, money laundering motherfucker that you had to kill. You smirk and start to pull the trigger, knowing all that money was yours. Until, a loud shot rings in your ears. Fuck! You move your whole head out of your gun and see Mingyu with his gun out. You pack up your sniper skillfully before jogging down the stairs. You take a few steps closer to see the CEO lying on the ground. You could see the blood forming a huge pool around his head, the big bullet hole pierced through his forehead. The 6’2 man starts chuckling behind you. You didn’t even have to look back to see who it was.

“Well well, Y/L/N. If you want a loan, just ask.”, he whispers in your ear while placing his big hands around your waist, moving his hands up and down. You turn around to see the fucker who just stole your kill. You could act like you hate him all you want, but seriously, his looks were no joke. You wanted to suckerpunch him so bad, but at the same time, kiss the smirk off of his face. By this time, the space they were in was empty due to everybody running to get to safety.

“Lucky for you, Kim. I don’t need any loans from you.”, you cheekily answer. And there it was. The smile that made you melt every time she saw it. He leans in so close that your noses are basically touching. If you never had her high heels on right now, you wouldn’t even be half of Mingyu’s height. You extend your body a little more before connecting your lips with the man in front of you. You set both of your hands on his face, your thumbs rubbing his cheeks softly while his hands stay on your waist. When you let go from the kiss, a line of saliva connects from Mingyu’s pink, soft, and plump lips. You run your hands down his chest, feeling his hard rock abs through his shirt.

“So, my place?”, he asks.

When You get to Mingyu’s house, he lifts you up bridal style and lays you down softly on his bed. You cup his face and lock your lips with his. Both of your tongues moved together in harmony. He smirks into the kiss when you start palming his cock. It felt like the ocean was forming in your panties after you felt how hard he was. Just for you. You were supposed to hate him. He’s literally your rival. Mingyu breaks you out of your trance when he starts mumbling about how badly he’d been waiting for this. He starts leaving wet kisses and love bites down your neck and across your breasts. You unbuckle his belt with little to no struggle. The sight of his thick, girthy cock made you even more horny than you were before. You felt the room’s cold air fall onto your clit, realizing that Mingyu had ripped off your panties. Mingyu grips the base of his cock, while slipping it into you with no struggle, your wetness acting as lube. His big member was stretching your walls deliciously, causing you to let out a strained moan. You've been waiting so long for this particular moment, so why not take it? You push the stronger man down onto the soft pillows and straddle his lap. Your hand nudges into his biceps as you settle down onto his length.

“Ah shit, you’re so fucking tight.”, Mingyu moans. You can only whimper in response, losing yourself in the pleasure. Mingyu’s big hands land onto your ass, guiding you as you bounce on him with all your might. You look down at Mingyu, seeing his eyes roll all the way back.

“G-gyu, fuck me harder, please?”, you innocently ask. Mingyu breaks out of his pleasure bubble and finds his hands moving up to your waist, laying you down on your back. Your hands automatically move to his shoulder blades, digging into the skin. Mingyu starts thrusting quickly into you, trying to find his release. You feel your legs, wrapped around his waist, go numb. You want to last as long as you can, but the way Mingyu was fucking you, there was no way you would.

“Mingyu, fuck, I’m so close.”, you cry out. Your hands were long gone from his shoulders, now found tangling his long, black hair.

“I’m close too, baby. Just wait for me a little.”, the man replies. You lock eyes then soon lock lips. You can tell Mingyu is on the edge when his thrusts start to stutter. Your stomach feels like it’s burning, the euphoria of his cock affecting you in every way. Mingyu lets go of your lips, hearing your moans, knowing your orgasm is right there.

“Fuck!”, you drag out. Your eyes are shut close, and your cunt clenches around Mingyu’s dick, wanting to milk all of the cum out of him.

“You’re so beautiful, darling. Cumming only on my cock, yeah? For me?”, The rope in Mingyu’s stomach is broken also, his white liquid filling you up. His body slumps next to you, hands still hugging your waist as if it was a handbag. Your eyes flutter open, diverting your first gaze to the sweaty man next to you.

“So… what does this mean for us?”, Mingyu asks. You shrug while burying your face in his chest.

“Let’s not worry about that.”, you giggle.

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Attack on Prime New Age Anthology: Eren Jaeger

Main Story

Return to that Sick Mind III

Return to that Sick Mind IV

Reminiscing

The Survey Corps finally talk about Eren Jaeger.

"One, two, three, four, five, six." Miko counted as she started doing push ups on the floor.

"Work out regiment?" Onyankopon asked.

"Well I have to stay in shape somehow," Miko spoke in a strained voice, "Being cooped up in this box sucks."

"Don't you where an invincible suit of armor?" Sasha recalled.

"Yeah, but doesn't mean jack shit when I'm trying to detain people," Miko retorted, "Majority of the time we have to capture enemies of the state alive for interrogation. Sometimes we do kill them, but we use guns."

Miko grunted and she started to do push ups with one hand. "Apex Armor's for like...emergency uses only. Like stopping an atomic bomb from going off or fighting against rogue Decepticons."

"I'd join you in your workout regiment, but I am a little busy," Hanji commented as they used their fork to stab a hollow spot in the floor boards.

"Yeah, tearing up your quarantine space," Rafael remarked, watching a class lecture online from his bed.

"Hey, my space. I can do what I want," Hanji proclaimed.

"News flash: it's the U.S. governments space. You will get in trouble," Rafael retorted.

"Well I was kidnapped, so-!" Hanji blew a raspberry at Rafael before going back to wiggling their fork into the floor boards.

"Mature!" Rafael shouted at them.

"Anyone else want to join me?" Miko asked as she stopped doing push ups and pushed her legs off the ground to do a handstand.

"I'm...not really that athletic," Willy answered.

"Hm." Miko looked him up and down. "I can see that, silver spoon."

"Excuse me?" Willy was confused at the idiom.

"Anyone else?!" Miko offered to the rest of them.

"Well, I can't really see you," Historia declared.

"Anyone across from me want to mirror me so Historia can see?" Miko asked.

"I can try," Sasha offered.

Jack ignored Miko's invite, staring at his phone, specifically the text messages from Ultra Magnus, telling Jack to ask about Eren. He didn't want to. He really didn't want to. He heard them say that they weren't even ready to talk about it, and the last thing that he wanted to do was push, but the video. The video has been bothering him since Ultra Magnus sent it. And Jack had an urge to know the truth. But what would learning entail? Would they get mad at him? Would they feel betrayed? Would they?

"You've been staring at that thing a lot lately," Armin remarked, causing Jack to look at him.

"Uh...yeah...I was just looking at texts," Jack explained, trying to not elaborate further.

"Oh really? Who's texting you?" Miko asked, causing Jack to internally swear.

Jack looked back at his phone. "I've been texting the Autobots and-!"

"What?!" Hanji's forked snapped into two at Jack's explanation, "Damn it!"

"You've been in contact with the Autobots since you got your phone back?" Armin asked, "Did they tell you anything about Optimus or Megatron?"

"What about Arcee?!" Sasha demanded, "Is she okay?!"

"Arcee's recovering. Wheeljack is pretty much done. Optimus and Megatron are...stable. I haven't been given too much about them. I think they don't want us to get our hopes up just yet," Jack explained.

"Jack, why didn't you tell us?" Rafael asked as he grabbed his water cup and took a sip.

Jack took a deep breath and sighed. "The Bots have been wanting to know more about your guys' world and about Megatron...they looked into his mind."

"WHAT?!" Miko screeched as she lost her balance on her hand stand and banged her ankle on the cabinet drawer while Rafael spat out his water.

"Oh fuck me!" Miko grabbed her ankle in pain.

"Who looked into his head?!" Rafael shot up.

"Bee," Jack reluctantly replied.

"WHAT?!" Rafael screamed even louder, "Why the hell would Bumblebee look into his mind again?! Megatron literally hijacked his body!"

"You think I know the answer to that?!" Jack yelled at Rafael.

"Can someone explain how the hell titans are able to look into each other's minds?!" Kenshin demanded.

"The cortical psychic patch," Jack explained, "It's a device created by Megatron's manic scientist Shockwave. You can use it to peer into the minds of anyone on the other end of the device and see their memories, and they can't make any alterations to the memories. But if you don't disconnect the device properly, it can fry your brain, or in Bumblebee's case, trap one of the users into the other's mind. It's how Megatron took over his body in the first place."

"...Can I see the device?" Hanji raised their hand.

"WHOA!" Miko screamed at them.

"What is wrong with you?!" Rafael yelled.

"Hanji!" Onyankopon scolded them.

"Fine! Such a touchy subject!" Hanji grumbled.

"If the memories seen can't be altered, then the Autobots should now know we're telling the truth," Armin surmised, "So what? Are they still going to ask us about him?"

Jack sighed in defeat. "They don't want to know about Megatron changing. They want to know about Eren."

Armin, Hanji, Sasha, and Historia grew tense at that.

"Magnus needs to compile a full report and need as much information on him as possible," Jack explained, "Apparently, Megatron says his feelings to Eren are negative-!"

"Yes, Megatron hates Eren's guts and is jealous of him. It's no secret," Hanji rambled.

"Ha?" Miko questioned.

"He sent me this." Jack pressed the play button on the recording from Megatron's mind and pressed it up against the glass. Everyone in the area either heard the audio of Optimus speaking, or also saw the visuals that came with the audio.

"...Optimus tried to convince Eren to stop before he started the Rumbling?" Willy was taken aback by the audio that played.

"Optimus always chooses peace first." Jack pulled the phone back and locked the phone, "But...if you guys don't want to provide an explanation, I can tell Magnus and try to push it off."

"...It does sound like he could approach us later on the topic," Historia assumed.

"Probably." Jack shrugged his shoulders. "Seriously, I can push it off-!"

"Let's just get it out of the way," Armin relented, sitting in the space where the glass and the wall met.

Jack felt guilty, decided to sit down on the bed and rub his knees. "Anyone here that doesn't know much about Eren?"

"I didn't really talk to Eren that much," Onyankopon confessed, "Although Yelena wanted to in order to try and get Eren to agree to Zeke's plan."

"Me and Gabi have known him as an enemy," Colt explained.

"I...vilified him too," Willy reluctantly admitted.

"I only had interactions with Eren twice," Kenshin confessed, "The first time I was really just trying to mess with him because I noticed the way he was getting angry every time I talked to Mikasa. Second time, he had come to Hizuru with Wheeljack, and my dad asked him to come with me on a horse ride to the next town over. We had a interesting conversation about religion and god...I noticed how...easily agitated he got when we talked. How he succumbed to his anger whenever talking about something he hated or seeing someone he didn't liked...Maybe I should have said something when I was sending letters to Optimus..."

"...Eren used to be quite passionate about killing all of the titans and freeing humanity when we were training together," Historia explained, "He hated them with a passion. But...when we learned about the truth about humanity, it really messed with him. The passion and fire he had in his eyes began to dim....There was a situation with the power of the titans. Eren had the powers of the Founding Titan, but couldn't use it because he wasn't of royal blood. I have royal blood, but if I were to take the Founding Titan, I would have been a prisoner of the vow renouncing war. But I could still make contact with Eren and activate some memories...Eren came to me one night...afraid...he said he was seeing things and wanted to touch my hand in order to activate the power. When he did, he just...shut down completely...and left...I don't think he was the same after that. And I blame myself for it."

"...We used to call him a 'suicidal maniac'." Sasha chuckled sadly at the memory, "Cause he would always try to get himself killed when trying to do dangerous things. Maybe when we thought humanity was extinct, it could have been considered honorable or just straight up reckless. But...he went off on his own on a foreign continent, planned an attack against world leaders without talking to us first...he attacked us...and told Mikasa he hated her. And he..."

Sasha quickly wiped her tears. "Why the hell would he kill Connie? They were close, and Connie only had us left. His whole village was turned into titans. We were his family, and Eren just killed him. I don't understand."

"...I wish I could have understood too." Hanji confessed, their efforts to pry the floorboard open long forgotten, "I used to do experiments with Eren to help him figure out his titan powers. I have a bombastic personality though, and I can push on things if I'm really passionate about it. Optimus usually had to keep me in check and get me to respect Eren's boundaries. Eren...used to be a good kid. He was passionate about joining the Survey Corps. He still wanted to do the experiments with me to find out about his powers. I thought he trusted me....I thought he trusted Optimus. Optimus seemed to be the only one who could really reign him in. Eren used to hate him, and one day he suddenly begged Optimus to start teaching him how to fight. Hell, Optimus apparently told us that Eren called him 'Dad' one time."

Hanji chuckled in defeat. "But what do I know? I mean, Eren activated the Rumbling. He took out my eye and stabbed Optimus and broke his mask. Some 'mad scientist' I am. Right?"

Jack turned his attention to Armin, and he saw him curl up into a ball and turn his head away from the glass. "I think...I can send this over to Magnus to get him to leave you guys alone for the time-!"

"Eren was my first friend," Armin confessed, "I used to get picked on a lot when I was younger for being weak, but I always refused to run from those fights. Eren actually spotted me one day and asked me why I didn't fight. And I basically told him I didn't run away. That facing the danger was my way of fighting. He asked me my name, and later he brought me to his home to eat food there. He later took me home with his dad and we just became friends after that."

"If you don't mind me asking, how does Mikasa play into this?" Rafael asked, "She's close to Eren too, right?"

"I don't think that's a good thing to-!"

"When Mikasa was nine, her parents were murdered right in front of her, and she was going to be sold into sexual slavery," Armin cut Hanji off. Everyone except the Survey Corps grew mortified at this information, "Eren managed to go after her and kill two of the kidnappers, while Mikasa found the will to kill the third one. Grisha and Eren brought her home and made her part of the family."

"...dude," Miko could only muster.

"So...why was Eren angry all the time?" Rafael asked again, wanting to change the topic.

"It wasn't always like that. When we were younger, Eren was pretty apathetic as a kid. He didn't really have any dreams or goals he wanted to obtain...that wasn't until I showed him about the outside world. Learning about the outside world was forbidden in the walls, but my grandpa had a book on it and I wanted to show Eren. I was excited to show Eren, and it was the first time I've really seen excitement on Eren's face."

Armin smiled a little at the memory. "We wanted to go see the outside world, and Eren wanted so badly to join the Survey Corps to do it. He wanted to fight all the titans and not live the rest of his life behind those walls. But...revenge later became apart of it. When...when the Warriors attacked Shinganshina, Eren's mom was eaten by a titan right in front of him, and he wanted nothing more than to eradicate the titans from the world."

"We joined the Trainee Corps when we were twelve. We were orphans at that age and military training was the only real option for us to take. We trained together, made new allies and friends, but when the Warriors attacked again, and I almost got eaten by a titan, Eren jumped in and saved my life, getting eaten right before my eyes. I don't really know how Eren awakened his powers. Maybe because he got injured before he was eaten. I don't know. Optimus had grabbed me in that moment and taken me away from the danger in my hysteria. But even though, Optimus and Eren worked together to stop the titan invasion. Optimus was one of the first people to show any real compassion to him when everyone was scared of him for his powers. He treated him with kindness and civility. I think Eren looked up to Optimus because he didn't have any other parental guidance. Optimus listened to him and made him feel heard."

Armin didn't know why he was rambling. He didn't know why he was talking too much, but he just wanted to get all of this off of his chest. Get rid of it and not talk about it ever again. "But...there were so many things that I missed...or chose not to notice. When we overthrew the government. Eren wanted to take his own life and I didn't notice. But it was Megatron of all people that did. He noticed and stopped Eren from taking his life. And then my best friend who I wanted to see the world with was going to die in eight years because of the titan curse. And there was nothing that I could do about it. And the outside world we dreamed of never existed, and it was full of other people that wanted us gone."

Armin laughed bitterly. "But I wanted peace. Optimus wanted peace. We all wanted peace. But..." Armin remembered those words that were told to him. Told to him in the Paths by him. "Eren didn't believe that peace was possible. I think with his powers, he saw futures that were coming into fruition, and conflict kept happening over and over again...I don't think Eren saw a point in making peace anymore, and just wanted to act selfishly to try and see the world I showed him in that book all those years ago.”

Armin started to cry. "And I...refused to notice or even do anything about it. I kept giving Eren the benefit of the doubt. So much so that, once again, Megatron was warning us that Eren was dangerous and needed to be dealt with. Megatron went out of his way to save us and warn us and I didn't listen because I didn't want to believe that my best friend was capable of such cruel and horrible things. And I hate him! I hate that he tried to destroy everything out of selfishness! That he told Mikasa he hated her! That he killed millions of people and Connie! But some part of me still cares about him and I hate that it does! But all I feel is hatred for him! Isn't that so hypocritical of me?! That I want Megatron to live, knowing what he's done and how it's so much worse than Eren, but hate my own best friend for following the exact same thing that Megatron did?!"

Armin froze when he saw everyone staring at him in shock. Armin finally noticed the tears streaming down his face and rubbed them away.

"Tell Ultra Magnus, that I don't want to talk about Eren anymore." Armin stood up, "Never again."

Armin walked over to the bathroom and shut the door behind him, leaving everyone to sit in the uncomfortable silence.

"Yeah, let's make it a rule to not speak about Eren anymore, especially since the wounds are still fresh." Hanji pointed to the bandages around their eye.

"Yep." Rafael said.

"Totally." Miko agreed.

"...Got it." Jack relented. He stared at his phone and type one final text before throwing it aside.

I should have never asked about him.

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