#riverward

[victoria-ward420]

𝑺𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝑺𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝑩𝒊𝒔𝒉

[ceasesanity]

My exchange gift for @ghostoffuturespast :) I hope you like it! I was inspired by your ff and I hope I did your V justice. 2nd one I kept a bit intentionally more raw/messy considering the aftermath of what happened! @cp77nyexchange

[victoria-ward420]

Lmaoo but can we talk about River in that fitted black tee with the goatee Oh my God I'm gonna melt

"How!? I was only gone for 5 minutes!"

"Nomad superpower, love. Gotta hoard as much as possible as fast as possible."

Heart Dress by @thelonestrider ❤

[fallingstarsau]

What’s dovewing like 👀

…

[Image ID: An image of an AU version of Dovewing. She is an albino molly, with several scars across her pelt. Her tail has parts of fur chewed off due to stress, and has four ears. Her eyes have light blue sclera, and her irises are pale pink. Her tail is wrapped around her paws, and she has an annoyed expression. End ID.]

Very tired. She wants to be independent- which is why she first moves to Suneater’s cult family, and then the Thundercrash guild. Ivypool is overprotective and lashes out when she tries to leave, and their relationship is… very, very strained.

Oh and DoveBriar supremacy <3

[oldfacesnewdawnoffical]

What’s Swanstep’s relationship like with Crookedstorm?

They don’t really have one outside of professional?

Swanstep and Drizzle have more of a relationship than Crookedstorm and Swanstep.

[obfuscobble]

Attention Brevard County Snail Lovers

There are absolutely breathtaking and occasionally melanistic Bulimulus Guadalupensis breeding at the DMV. There are less than gorgeous but very captivity friendly and long lived Bulimulus Sporadicus at HD Dental, some of which have patterns reminiscent of Drymaeus Dormani.

Best snailing spot is the hibiscus around the side dumpster of Chase Bank at Melbourne Mall: vigorous Praticolella Griseola who make good nursemaids, truly pedigree Zachrysia Provisora who need your home so they won't be invasive, and shockingly beautiful Drymaeus Multilineatus whose young occasionally climb the streetlights.

Polygyra Septemvola prevalent near all water sources but particularly hardy specimens live on the riverward side of the Eau Gallie library wall. They have a mix of lovely stripes near the swingset and a stripeless population nearer the dock. Richly coloured brown or ruddy ones are rare but breed with striped ones to make quite handsome offspring- though they're all extremely tiny.

Allopeas Gracile extant in many Brevard soils but do NOT do well in captivity; admire them and leave them be. All salt marsh snails (Succinaea species) should likewise be left extant.

Very Important!

Do not ignore the infinite love offered by Leidyula Floridana leatherleaf slugs. If you can find one or two, they will be your new best friends and favourite pets. Well second after the Zachrysia who will watch anime with you and eat like gentlemen. The leatherleaf slugs love cuddling but also love escaping- such rumpus escapades are part of the charm. Raised from an egg it takes a pet no prawwwblem.

[victoria-ward420]

I’m so glad to see more posts like this because, dear lord, they ostracize him so much. It’s terrible. I get so sad always seeing the I killed River posts or the posts that talk so much crap about him to the point where there wish for death just because they don’t like him. It’s sad, to be honest. He has so many good qualities, and even Cdpr mistreats him. It’s almost the end of the year, with no birthday posts. He’s not in any promotional posts or even mentioned by Cdpr at all. Why make a character you don't like. Poor River.

Okay, I've officially seen all of the Cyberpunk romances (just watched my friend romance River and Judy and I romanced the other two) and I gotta say... I genuinely think River's is my favorite? I don't get the hate even a littte bit! He's such a sweetie and I loved his whole storyline.

I should know better by now than to trust the opinions of the fandom when they are talking about how terrible the brown/black character is. He is lovely and well written as both a friend and a romance and I will die on that hill💖

[cyberpunkren]

Blood & Wires

Fandom: Cyberpunk 2077

Pairing: Ren x RiverWard

Raiting: explicit

Summary: Amidst thrilling bounty hunting missions and perilous confrontations, Ren and River discover that, despite their differences, they share a common commitment: unmasking the mega-corporation and restoring justice in Night City. But as they delve deeper into the depths of the conspiracy, they also find a connection that goes beyond friendship and professional collaboration.

In the heart of betrayal and danger, love blooms in this tale of action, intrigue, and romance in a cyberpunk world filled with bright lights and dark shadows. As Ren and River fight together against ruthless foes and deadly conspiracies, they also fight for a love that defies all odds.

PART III

River's path

The sun rose slowly over the steel towers of Night City, casting its first rays of light onto the bustling streets. 

River woke up early in his small apartment in Heywood. Despite the noisy city that never slept, his home was a haven of tranquility. He dressed in comfortable clothes, a worn-out t-shirt, and jeans, before heading to the small kitchen.

As he prepared a strong cup of coffee, the memories of that fateful day returned like an echo in his mind. The image of his parents, murdered before him and his sister, never faded. The responsibility of taking care of Josh, his sister, and her three children had been a burden that River had carried for years. 

River took a moment to remember his family, reflecting on how the tragedy had changed their lives. Then, he shook his head, trying to push away those painful thoughts. Because even though his past was filled with shadows, he still had a future ahead of him and the determination to protect his family at all costs.

The day following Arachnid's capture by Ren, River is in his office at the Heywood precinct. The atmosphere in the office is tense, and news of Arachnid's capture has spread throughout the police department.

As he entered the police station, he was met with the same familiar faces he encountered every day. Though River rarely felt at ease, he had never quite warmed up to the NCPD. That's why he had trained as a private detective, even though he worked for the police.

"Good morning, River," greeted the receptionist, as she did every day, with a flirtatious tone.

River had all the female officers more than a little enamored, and he knew it. His all-organic physique, except for the cybernetic scars earned during his detective adventures, made him one of the most attractive men in Night City. River had had a few encounters with some female colleagues, but they were all one-night stands. After his last serious relationship, he couldn't see himself getting into anything long-term. He had neither the time nor the desire for it.

"Good and chilly morning, Natalie. What job do we have today?"

"All I know is that Watson is on fire today, and your partner in crime, Hans, is on vacation, so it's your lucky day," she explains, adjusting her blouse to leave nothing to the imagination for River. "I always ask you, River, but what are you up to tonight?" She asks, with excitement in her more-than-fake cybernetic eyes.

"Work, Natalie, you know that," he winks, aware of the power he holds over women, even though he's as soft as a piece of bread afterward.

River approaches his partner for the upcoming weeks, none other than Ren's lifelong friend, Watson.

"It seems we're partners these days, chum. I've heard you had quite the night yesterday?" River inquires with a keen eye, grabbing one of the best donuts from the oldest bakery in Heywood that still made sourdough pastries.

"Haven't you heard the news? Ren caught Arachnid last night."

River nods but doesn't seem too excited about the news.

"Ren, who's that? Another second-rate netrunner?"

Watson nods, explaining, "No, she's a bounty hunter. She's gaining a reputation in the city for her ability to catch fugitives. It seems she's been competing with you, River."

River furrows his brow; he's not used to sharing his territory with some bounty hunters. The news that Ren has been hunting the same fugitives as him doesn't sit well.

"Well, we'll see how good she is. I don't mind a little competition."

Watson nods, but he can feel the tension in the air.

The interrogation room at Heywood precinct was immersed in tense silence as River, Watson, and other officers witnessed Arachnid's questioning. Arachnid was about to speak, but before he could, a shot rang out in the room, hitting him and sending his body backwards.

Chaos and confusion erupted as everyone in the room reacted to the attack. River and Watson hurried to ensure that Arachnid received immediate medical attention. The identity of the shooter remained a mystery.

After an exhaustive search, River and Watson failed to find the shooter. Watson, with a furrowed brow, approaches River.

 "River, we can't let the shooter get away with this. But we don't have solid leads to catch them."

River nods, concerned about the shooter's impunity.

Watson suggests the idea of working with Ren, citing her effectiveness as a bounty hunter and mentioning her progress in the investigation. However, River is not convinced. He has reservations about the bounty hunter and prefers to handle the situation on his own.

"I'm not sure I want to work with that bounty hunter friend of yours. I have my own methods for solving this case."

Watson nods, understanding River's position.

 "Alright, River, if you'd rather go your own way, I respect that. But don't forget that Ren has already made progress in the investigation and could be our best chance to get to the shooter."

River is determined to follow his instincts and not rely on Ren. He begins to search for clues on his own, investigating the crime scene and gathering any evidence he can find.

Author's note: yeah, enemies to lover kinda story, just my favourite.

[crochetturtle]

okay i never post anything but i’ve been reading tai sui and like,,,,,,, i’m feeling so many things about this (ch 140):

In the human world controlled by the spiritual mountains, she had lit herself into a flame that would never go out, prying up a rift in the impenetrable spiritual mountains. That was why the Law Breaker and the Riverward could be truly activated, why Qiu Sha could become an ascended spirit, why Tao County could become a place where spiritual energy was prohibited. 

That was why a hole could open in the fine meshes of the net of heaven. 

She was…the wedge stuck in the crack, the person who had opened up an opportunity to live, the person who could never be saved. 

and it’s just,,,,,,, i cannot explain what im feeling but if you’ve read orv this is it. this is kim dokja. this is the original dream. this is everything to me. this means everything to me. hui xiangjun means everything to me.

im so excited i need to keep reading i just. this moment was everything.

[nogoodwitches]

❛ the only one who gets to kill you, is me. ❜ @hollowedchest

"the feeling's mutual." as if cathryn would ever let ace have that satisfaction. she should thank him, but she didn't need for him to save her. the man had a knife to her neck and felt nothing at the sight of it.

except for annoyance. a feeling that's still persisting.

she stepped over the body, coming face to face with ace. "i don't ever plan on letting you kill me, or your family from riverward. so don't hold your breath."

[victoria-ward420]

𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑰𝒔 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆

[lostinthewoods1991]

We are a lonely, secluded tribe.

Far from the madding crowd,

we speak a language that people who live

in the outskirts of their own selves

may not fully understand.

They look at our blood-stained hands,

feet and faces in disgust,

but how can we look any different

when we've built our homes

on the banks of our blood,

a river that floods throughout the year?

There are treasures we pick from the riverbed

even when it threatens to drown us.

There are trees that stretch their roots riverward

and fruits that burst with the taste of blood.

We have our own offerings for the world

and this is how we sustain ourselves,

worshipping the river that's as old as we are,

listening to the gongs in our hearts

like they're calls for prayers.

The words in our language imitate

the sounds of our river

and you call it crude and uncivilized.

"You, the ones who live from your heart

are not fit for our world", you say.

And yet, there's something you cannot deny.

That you are allured

by our knowledge of the heart

like it's an ancient magic that exists to heal you.

You think we deserve to be lonely,

our ways of existence, loud, biting and raw.

But, are we so different from you?

Don't you see how the parts of you

that have become oppressors to us

are oppressing you too?

You and us, we speak different languages

and we worship different things

but are you telling us

your heart never calls out to you?

For all of you who have been told you are "too sensitive", "too emotional", "too intense", "too impractical" and just "too much" in general. We too have a place in this world. We do.

[fallingstarsau]

Roles of the Alliance:

Luminary: The leader of the Guild. The cat that makes the final decisions, and are “blessed” with nine lives from the stars.

The Star-Speaker(s): Cats that commune with the stars, Seuline’s servants, the cats that bless kittens and warrior blades.

The Herbalist(s): Cats that heal wounds, both mental and physical.

The Council: A group of cats in high power that act as the Luminary’s paws, claws, and eyes. The enforcers, the influential warriors. They debate the Guilds issues before presenting them to the Luminary.

The Heir: The cat in line to become the next Luminary.

The Crafting Head: The cat that oversees all the crafting in the Guild of baskets, jewelry, nests, buildings, and the like.

The Hunting Head: The cat that sends out the warriors to stake out large prey, makes traps for food, and spearheads the Hog Hunts.

The Head Cook: The cat that keeps track of food, sources of it, and the Cook-Den(Kitchen)

The Keeper: The main cat that makes sure the Bastion is clean, and keeps track of the kittens.

Warriors: The everycats of the Guilds, who patrol the territory, and hunt for prey.

Crafters: The cats that craft baskets, jewelry, nests, buildings, and the like.

Cooks: Cats that prepare food for eating, and preserve food for the hard seasons.

Monarchs: Cats that watch, teach, and care for kittens.

Apprentices: Cats that are training to be in one of the above roles. 6 to 12 moons old.

Kittens: The baby cats that are too young to be trained.

Elders: Retired cats that tell stories to the younger cats.

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Guild specific roles:

The Thundercrash:

Herb Keepers: Cats that tend to gardens of plants, herbs, mushrooms, etc.

The Riverward:

Star Callers: Cats that tell the stories of the stars and decorate the Star Caves.

The Windswept:

Herders: Cats that keep track of the Moorswept herd of rams.

Falconers: Cats that care for the Windswept’s falcons, raising chicks and keeping track of the nests.

The Marshcallers:

Pickers: Cats that seek out edible mushrooms, for food and healing.

[oldfacesnewdawnoffical]

Crookedstar... how do you feel about your mother?

Crookedstorm hums, low, a sound like thunder in the depths of his throat and chest.

“Admittedly, most of what I feel… or felt… is very faded now. I do my best not to think of her; I have other priorities than fussing over the affairs and feelings of a dead molly.”

He cringes. “… Apologies. I shouldn’t speak so crassly of the departed…”

Taking in a slow breath, he begins again. “I feel… Empathy for her. She was a very sad creature, especially from what I saw of her once I returned to the Riverward… Alone and letting herself fall into a state of such disrepair; she prided herself on her appearance from the moment she opened her eyes, so I heard. It stung to see her like that… and it took me a long, long time to learn that I couldn’t fix her. It wasn’t my responsibility.”

His gaze loses some focus. “It wasn’t my responsibility… But it doesn’t make my grief for what we could have had, and what she could have been, any easier to manage.” Chuckling, he shakes his head.

“Ah-. Forgive me, I went off on a tangent there… Hopefully you’ll excuse the ramblings of this old tom.”

[murrl]

Here is a quick sketch of this underrated character i fell in love with.. RIVER WARD