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gaiuskamilah · 6 days ago

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NOE!! first of all - thank you so so much, i'm glad you like all the little, sometimes sillay things i post on my blog <3 i finally got the chance to sit down and read this (holidays has been a busy time) and MMMMMM

i love this SO SO MUCH...... niaerin girls (gnc) we always win. i love the addition of religious suppression and patriarchy, only for it to end in two women saying fuck it and enjoying themselves and each other!! aerinae and nia's interactions.. i need to sit with these for a moment, especially nia telling her to join them at the temple and how they'd be sisters if she did, but aerinae still telling her no. the conflict in the abduction, nia kinda freaking out about aerinae having no shadow anymore while imprisoned but ALSO thinking about her wellbeing, even after everything. THEN THE FINAL SCENES!! HELL YAAAAAAAAAAA (also ily brienne)

tysm again for this I ENJOYED IT SM i will be sitting down and reading this again... rubs my hands like a flyyyyyy

The Penitent and the Lamb

Author's Notes

Surprise, @gaiuskamilah ! I'm your Secret Pal! I think it's either destiny or Dani's @choicesfandomappreciation 's matchmaking genius that has brought us together in this exchange, which is my fave exchange! I've enjoyed your content, meta and outwordly art for a while, and I am more than glad to have written this delicious puece of Niaerin! Your content is always so unique and intricate, with an incredible attention to detail and every relationship you write is soo rich in complexity, it's simply a treat to come into your blog! I hope this little piece makes justice to your vision and that you enjoy a major toxic yuri fic made specifically for you <3. Love, Noe

English isn't my first language, so please forgive any typos/grammar mistakes

This piece is rated +18, if you're a minor I'd advise you to not interact with this piece. Trigger warnings will be placed and tagged accordingly

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This is my first time writing smut, so please bear with me lsjehdiebvudulkw

The F!Aerin sprite credit goes to the insanely talented @zhoras-bitch who was kind enough to let me borrow her edit for this ❤

Summary: Nia and Aerinae's journey has been no short of trouble and complex, but they keep coming back to the other like a moth to a flame, even if it kills them

Word Count: 4.9k

Category: Fantasy, dark romance, LGBTQA+

Pairing: Nia Ellarious x Aerinae Valleros (F!Aerin)

TW: Smut, themes of violence, kidnapping, strong language and religious themes such as religious trauma, guilt, among others. Reader's discretion is advised

Book: Blades of Light and Shadow Trilogy

Nia barely remembers her parents. She remembers that her mother smelled of cinnamon, that she loved to pick flowers for her hair and had auburn hair, flowing down till her waist, with beautiful emerald green eyes and a penchant for books. Her father, however, was a shy and quiet man, with brown skin and pensive brown eyes, always looking for a brilliant idea for his job. Then, she remembers the robed people in the temple, how they talked to her parents. How she remembers showing magical affinity. Saying goodbye. Hearing her mother cry out “Oh, my, oh my girl! Don’t take her from me! She is my girl! My firstborn child! Please!” She’d never see her again.

And when she asked Scholar Vash about her, he told her she had died from an illness, and that her father followed shortly after. Then, before Brienne, before Aerinae ruined her, she remembers small but meaningful flashbacks.

In one of the classes with her fellow acolytes, her professor told them “To give in to the sins of flesh is to sin, and to sin is to be led astray from the temple. You have all one mission, one thing to worship: the Light. It is all you have, all you need. People will come and go. Kings and lords will die, but all that matters is the Light.”

Or when they eventually grew up into teenagers full of questions… and questionable acts. One of their professors was furiously whipping two girls, their backs bare as they screamed “Foolish girls! How dare you turn back from the Light?! How many times have we told you the consequences of—of sinful fornication! Priests and priestesses are above the needs of the flesh! You two are banned for the Temple.” They were never seen again. Nia still wonders if they made it out of the Temple’s reach… or if Solerne found them, and took care of them.

Vash placed a hand on a seventeen-year-old Nia “You are progressing more than the year. You are very powerful, my child. More than we have seen in decades. And one day, you will do something great, and the Temple will reward you with its greatest gift: immortality.” “Immortality?” “Not that kind. The kind that your name will be written all over the history books, songs and legends. Many great priests and priestesses will come and go after you are gone, but only the name Nia Ellarious will remain.”

Or her worst memory, one of the last with Vash… when Brienne came into her life. Vash talked to her while Brienne and her brother teased one another “Nia, my child, don’t you think I haven’t seen the way that… adventurer looks at you… and your responses.” “Scholar Vash?” “She is an unusual beauty, but remember that a priestess like you is above the needs of the flesh. Let her look, but not touch. Your body belongs to the Light, not some mercenary.” “…Understood, Scholar Vash.”

That had been her life. Books, classes, training, and then the pilgrimage. But now, she was on a quest. A quest that led her to meet a beautiful and sweet princess, Aerinae. She saw how she and Brienne were talking, and a pang of jealousy came over her. Jealousy… or guilt? Priestesses were above the needs of the flesh. Then why did she want them both? She shook her head, and when Brienne went ahead to talk to Tyril, she didn’t miss a beat on talking to Aerinae on the pond. This time, she allowed herself to truly take her in: light skin, striking brown eyes, an elegant, long neck, a red dress decorated with a delicate tiara of the Valleros dynasty, with fine bone structure and plump, tempting lips, but most of all, a maddeningly enticing essence of rosewater and cherry blossoms. Taking a deep breath, she gave the quieter princess a smile “She is just lovely, isn’t she?”

The princess fidgeted with her hand, which was made of long, elegant fingers, which looked smooth, even though the middle one had a small bump. Of writing and reading so much, no doubt. The idea of the princess in her nightgown reading with her hair down—which now was in an elaborate, braided updo—was tempting, and Nia had to swallow such desires. Your body belongs to the Light.

“She is… different. You, however… are the odd one out.”

Nia blushed and mumbled “Everyone seems to know everything, and I…”

Aerinae gave her a gentle smile “I know what it’s like. To not truly belong. When you are the only daughter of a king, that weight… is unbearable. My brother is the strongest, the most handsome, the fittest… and a man. No matter what I do, or how well I prove myself, all I can think is… all they see is my gender. They do not see—Never mind. I’ve… accepted my fate,” she sounded now angry, resentful, but mostly… lonely. Lonely and scared. “They’ll marry me to some lord as old as time to ensure their house’s loyalty, and all I’ll do is be confined in a small, cold room, giving birth to heir after heir. It’s… all I’ve been trained to do. The life I am meant to.”

“That is… Gods, that’s cruel. Surely your father—,”

“Sees me as a liability. I am nearing my prime age for marriage. Not one lord seems to be interested in me, all they see is… the bloody crown and my royal womb. It’s… humiliating. Degrading, even.”

Nia took her hands in hers and squeezed them “I am sorry. Perhaps I could talk with the High Priest? Surely they’ll let you come to the priesthood. You wouldn’t be the first princess to join our ranks.” She beamed “We’d be sisters, you and I. Wouldn’t you like that?”

Aerinae flinched and yanked off her hands, breathing suddenly heavily “It is too late. The plan to… to marry me to someone is set into motion.”

“Aerinae—,”

“My brother is calling me.”

Before she could say anything, she was gone.

She had done it, Aerinae thought. As she dragged Nia through the halls of the castle, she thought she’d feel fulfilled. She had killed her brother, her kin, who often mocked that women couldn’t trounce men. They were too weak, too meek, too stupid to hold a sword. All they were good for was pleasing their husbands and raise their children. Nothing more. It had been… incredible. Watching him gawk at her like an idiot when she ran him through. He had died at her hands. The hands of the woman he mocked, tore down and often even abused in many levels. Slapping her. Dragging her by the hair. Daring his friends to tell her that he liked her. Went as far as to send one drunken man to her chambers when she was changing, him saying that she’d do anything for a sack of three silver coins. She had been terrified that night, and all she could hear was her brother’s boisterous laughter. But now it had been his turn to be scared, and he had died scared.

Then why don’t I feel like my purpose has been met?

Brienne’s gaze full of horror haunted her yet again. For a moment, she thought that she wanted her still. But no. Her heart was too set into the Light. She did not see what she saw, she was far too sheltered in her little village, with a loving brother and father. They were not kin. Dr. Kerrigan was an old medic, Kade was a human, and Brienne an orc. If they shared next to no blood bounds, who come it was so damn easy for them to love one another? Why not her? Why. Not. Her?!

No matter, she thought. She had the Dreadlord and the court. They were her family now. A little odd, but far stranger things had been seen.

“Aerinae… please… what of the kiss we shared? Of the feelings exchanged?”

Aerinae flinched. As Brienne disappeared, Nia had found the princess’ chambers, and the two had kissed for the first time… in ever.

“…I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you.”

Aerinae observed her, trying to ignore the pain of the stone in her chest “And what of Brienne? You two seemed cozy.”

“Not more than you.”

There was no jealousy, or possessiveness. Just a thrill that shouldn’t be there.

“I do not mind sharing. The Temple taught us to be generous.” She saw Nia flush under that statement. Aerinae chuckled.

“If kings and princesses can have two or more mistresses at once, why not princesses?”

Nia bit her lip “Is… that what I am, Aerinae? A mere mistress?”

She shook her head and tentatively reached for her, stroking her cheek “No. That is the problem. You are… so much more. It is maddening, how drawn I am to you. To you both.”

Then, she remembered the many romance books she read at night under her pillow, a small candle lighting it. Then prince kissed the woman, and their tongues danced. But instead, their noses bumped, and both women winced and chuckled.

“Let me, Your Highness…”

They kissed. For the first time, she felt… alive. It felt right. Her hands went to her hair, smelling cinnamon and Light. Tomorrow, she’d be her lamb. Today, she was her paramour, kissing her at everybody’s backs, not caring if anyone else could watch her. The betrayal would be a tomorrow issue. Tonight, she wanted to see what made a priestess of the light feel like a sinner repenting in a church after a passionate night.

“Do I mean so little to you?”

“You don’t… but it’s too late.”

Nia went back to screaming and thrashing.

When Nia sacrificed herself, she knew she’d die. As she closed her eyes and Brienne let out a blood-curling scream, she could see and feel two things; the last memories of her life, from looking at Brienne for the first time, to Aerinae, to Brienne again as her heartbeats stopped. Then, a flick of Shadow and Light inside her, pulling her back to life.

Then, it was all a blissful blur. Capturing Aerinae, being awarded, and finally being in Brienne’s arms, and my, that was a bigger delight than any other delicacy in the world. It felt like they were two little hermits in their own abandoned church, worshipping one another as their mouths and hands entangled between them, the balcony being a testifier of the moans and writhes, Nia’s name sounding like the most sacred of prayers as her tongue moves against her, their hips rocking and her hands trembling of bliss, such celestial bliss, she felt like reaching the sky. She felt like a goddess, Nifara perhaps, and Brienne was her most loyal and beloved subject, on her knees, beautiful and her body full of her love and desire. And Nia, while clueless of what to do, nevertheless followed her instincts. Her primal instincts.

Months ago, she would’ve been afraid of being whipped like those two girls, but now she did not care. She was a heroine in her own right, and all she wanted was to make the confident Brienne squirm and moan her name with abandon and devotion. Many said that fornication led to corruption, but she had never felt more alive or holier than now. She was now on her knees, watching the most beautiful woman she had ever seen against the balcony, her incredibly striking body naked and wanting for her, her legs spread out, her knees trembling as her legs drove her inside of her as humanly possible, her head lolled back as she begged for more. It reminded her of her prayers. Full of incantation, reverence, devotion and need. For it to be real. To exist. To do something about it. The Gods may be real or not, but Brienne was real. She was real, she existed, and she was panting and moaning her name, something unheard of Nia a few months ago, she though, as she devoured her like she was her last meal before dying. And my, she has never had a sweeter and more delectable meal.

But it all crumbled down when, a few days later, Brienne was taken of her for a whole year, and her coming back would change forever the world as she knew it.

It had happened after Brienne was gone. It had been a terrible day, and on top of it, she had found a corset of Aerinae’s lost in a dressing room. It all came crumbling back. And then… Shadow.

It happened as fast as she came. She roared and turned the corset to dust, before realising what she had done and looked at herself in the mirror. The panicked scream was so loud, it woke a few guards. Explaining it had been awkward to say the least.

She now had Shadow in her. The Shadow imposed by the Dreadlord. By Aerinae.

And she knew nothing of how to rid of it.

“What do you mean, it’s gone?!” Nia cried, and flinched on how high-pitched her voice sounded.

“We don’t know, Priestess. We woke up, the room was covered in smoke, and all we could see was the princess bare and shadowless.”

She looked at the guards “Has she been clothed and fed?”

“Of course! She is still a princess, after all. The king hopes for redemption on her part, perhaps by marriage.”

She gritted her teeth. Whoever the king hoped to marry her to, she hated him already “…Good. That is all. Goodnight.”

As the group argued over the recluse princess joining the party, Nia couldn’t help but observe her, seeing if she had any trace of Shadow in her. Nada. Zilch. Like it was never there.

But it was. Once. And she’d get the truth from her.

“Aerinae… how?”

“How what? How do I look this devastatingly good for a fallen princess?”

Nia thought of screaming at her, but instead took a deep breath “How did you get rid of the Shadow? Is it… possible?”

The princess shuffled in her feet “It is possible. But… it takes a lot of energy. It is a painful and arduous process.”

She was about to ask the question when Mal called ahead. She sighed. She would revisit this later.

Sealing the first rift had taken a great effort, and stumbling upon the party for Brienne had been just what the group needed: to let loose, to breathe and be able to convince themselves that the worst was over. Brienne was back, and they were reunited with their usual business, even if it was a perilous one.

Watching Brienne and Aerinae go elsewhere together made her understand that everything was changing, again, and that she was far behind. She could notice Tyril staring at her too, but who wouldn’t? She overheard many drunks comment that everyone looked at Brienne because of her height and the massive bulge of her breasts, but that was not it. It was the radiance she exuded, her incredible charisma and the presence she commanded, inspiring and admiring, drawing everyone to her. And of course Aerinae and Tyril were drawn to her. What fool wouldn’t?

However, her being the last person she went to… it meant everything. No matter how many people, it was her bed she ended up in. But she had felt guilty of seeing Aerinae as Brienne left to see Tyril.

“Aerinae—,”

“I know you have questions. But… it is a lovely day. The sun is out, people are dancing and drinking. Just… let us be two women in the temple where everything seemed to start, a fallen princess and… and the most beautiful woman she’s ever seen.”

“Wouldn’t that be Brienne?”

Aerinae stroked her hair “Brienne is as pretty as the sea: feminine, raw, strong, fluid and wise. You, Nia, are the Light made woman: pure, holy, full of calm and… home. You are… a lifeline everybody holds on. Something I’ve desired but couldn’t have. But…”

“But?”

“The Dreadlord’s gone. My brother’s gone. My Shadow is gone. All I have left is my desire to sink to my knees and make up for what I did to you. To us.”

Nia reddened, not in embarrassment, but something more “You… want it to give it a go? Despite everything?”

“Yes.” She said in a raw, desperate, wanting tone.

A silent agreement came between them: no more talk. Let their buried feelings come back to life. Soon, their mouths collided again, and Nia expertly undid her top, revealing her breasts, and cornered Aerinae against the altar, panting and swallowing “That… was unexpected.” Nia smiled knowingly.

“I’ve changed much since the wide-eyed priestess you met at the lake. I intend to leave you in bed for the rest of the night.” She had surprised herself at saying that. It was most unbecoming of a priestess, but the feeling she had been feeling since the Dreadlord, a certain daring feeling seeping into her system made her bolder, much bolder than ever.

“I am yours to take, Nia.” She whimpered as Nia traced her exposed curves.

She was about to when Nia felt it. Her Shadow coming back to her, her mind betraying her: she was about to make love to someone who made a fool of herself, kidnapped her, made her lover kill her and then left her to deal with the consequences. Then, the noise of unwanted company came, and all Nia could do was leave, wanting nothing more than to rid herself of that angry voice in her head since the Dreadlord had taken over her.

Aerinae called her, but she kept running.

That night, Aerinae left. And they were all off to Zaradun, where everything they had planned fell apart.

Seeing Brienne, all battered and bruised, powerless against Valax did it. All she could think was: get your filthy fingers off my Brienne.

And she did. By binding them together, Brienne wouldn’t harm her, and she’d be safe from her and her claws. But she would be lying if she didn’t want to crush Valax into smithereens every time she and Brienne came close.

The final rift was in Whitetower, and chances that she’d see Aerinae were very high. And she did. She wanted to jump and smack her for… everything, but she contained herself. Defeating the Ash Empress, nay, the Mother of Grey was more important.

And they did. And, for once, Nia was herself: strong, powerful, fearless and at last herself.

The days that followed, Nia wanted to process it all. And adapt to her new self, fused with both Shadow and Light magic. True Magic.

The Realms were now bound together, and everything felt different. It felt… right. Aerinae went over with the goblins often, only visiting others. Visiting Brienne. They both loved her, and Brienne loved them. At least, she knew for sure she loved her. Aerinae? That was her business. She had apologized to her for everything, and every time, she had accepted her apology, but didn’t quite feel ready to actually forgive her. Not yet.

However, it was quite thrilling, watching her being protective and grovelling over her over and over. She was still a penitent, but Nia was no longer a lamb. She was now a lioness who had come back from the dead and was ready for anything the world threw at her.

And then, the world threw her the most agonizing death by the Winged Warrior, conventionally leaving Brienne for last. Aerinae and Nia had tried to protect her, but all they could do was watch in horror as Brienne was left to die last.

The journey towards the City of No Faces was gruelling, and as The End tried to find a reasoning on why they were killed, Nia went to a small building to pray, or just breathe. She’d decide on the way.

Then, as she was about to cross the threshold, she noticed Aerinae had followed her, reluctant about it. Nia sighed, telling her that she was welcome there as well. They sat, and Nia noticed that there was a massive statue of what looked like Nifara. Nifara, who had been cruel, who had separated the realms and probably compelled the temple to its corruption and everything else.

“Look, Nia, I… am not ready to share how I got rid of my shadow, although you wear it with grace. It’s… hard for me, to talk about. I will, someday, but… I want to let you know, had it all led to this…”

“It is too late, Aerinae. We are dead, there is no turning back, and you cannot fix what is no more.”

Aerinae sighed and bit her lip “You didn’t deserve that, Nia. I… felt dirty, back when I… dragged you there. To the altar. A voice in my head told me to stop, to not go there, to turn back and return you to Brienne.”

“Did you know?” She finally asked, after a year and months of asking herself every night “That I was the one the Dreadlord was seeking all along? Was all of… that to lure me?”

“No! Gods, no. Not even then I’d be so heartless, Nia. It was all real. The kisses, the desire, the longing… it was real. It is real.

“I… want to believe you.”

She confidently cupped her face in her hands “Let me show you.” And she kissed her. But not like before. There were no secrets, no reluctance, no guilt. This was Aerinae, and she was kissing her with her true self. With her cheekiness, sarcasm, and that penance she only showed her. Everyone else got a sardonic, spoiled and impassive princess, but Nia had something not even Brienne could have: a penitent, remorseful and apologetic woman who’d do anything for her forgiveness. She was a penitent sinner who had come to her temple to earn her forgiveness, and for once, she was not the sacrificial lamb, but the goddess who had all the power to tell her exactly how to earn her forgiveness.

She pulled her back, and observed the face she blindly trusted and was betrayed and possessed by, and anger alongside desire came through her “Disrobe yourself.” Her voice was commanding, and Nia observed how she did as she was told with big, begging brown eyes that asked her for mercy. She wouldn’t give it easily. For once, she’d have to work for it. Her chemise fell, and could observe her body. It was nothing like Brienne, fluffy and full of curves and meaty and emerald. Aerinae was paler, her brown hair cascading down till her knees, and trembling with cold and desire. “Undress me.” She did it without any sarcastic remark, and tried to kiss her, but Nia stopped her “No kissing. Not unless I tell you to.” She loved having Brienne under her, but this was not Brienne. This was Aerinae, who had taken her human autonomy from her, and would make her see how it felt.

“On your knees.”

Aerinae made a pleading sound as she sank to her knees, and looked up from her eyelashes to Nia, wanting to have her. “Beg.”

“I want you, Nia.”

“You can do better than that, Aerinae. Beg.”

“Please, Nia, please, let me have you…”

“Will you do everything I say?” She asked as she placed a finger inside her mouth.

“Yes…”

“Everything?” She asked as she inserted a second finger.

“Everything.” She moaned, and deep down, Nia smirked to herself.

She then went towards the altar, and Aerinae tried to walk with her, but Nia pushed her down “I don’t recall telling you to get up.”

“…Where has this Nia been?” Aerinae asked, surprised yet delighted to see a new side of the priestess.

Nia simply smiled and sat on the altar, spreading her legs like Brienne did back then, and beckoned Aerinae, who gladly crawled to her, desperate. To have her. To prove how sorry she was. To show that she was a changed woman. And tonight, she’d be the final judge of that.

“May I?” She asked as her face neared her centre.

“You may.”

Aerinae kissed her calves sensually, her hands gripping her thighs, and slowly went to her outer thighs, building tension. Nia’s hands went to her hair and gripped it, giving it a firm tug, and Aerinae threw back her head, a whimper of pain and pleasure rumbling through the deserted temple. She kissed her lips, and Nia threw her head back, moans and whimpers of pleasure taking over her. The lamb everyone mocked was dead, and she was now a goddess, and had her most devout worshipper on her knees, doing the most intimate and sacred ritual to earn back her favour after falling from grace for the highest heresy.

Finding her throbbing pearl, and Nia let out a loud moan, working on her wonderfully, and when Nia saw that she tried to pleasure herself as well, she meowed “No. Not yet. You’ll get it when I say so.”

Aerinae nodded dutifully and went back to eat her like there wasn’t a tomorrow, kissing and licking and gobbling it like a child with sweets, not caring of the mess they were making, moaning with pleasure and abandon, shamelessly rocking her hips against her head, revelling in the desperate feeling of being forgiven, but never giving it to her. It was the best feeling, finally getting to get a say on what to do instead of thinking ‘What would the Temple say?’ But she had drifted from that kind of Temple a long time ago. ‘Fuck the Temple’. She now wanted to fuck her anger out on Aerinae, and she would. Gods be damned if it was sinful.

And my, whoever taught Aerinae, they had done a good job, for she soon reached her peak and cried out loudly, trembling as her eyes rolled out, seeing white. After taking a few deep breaths, she jumped out of the temple and threw Aerinae fully to the floor, Nia straddling her. Then, Aerinae asked “Does Brienne now? About us?”

“I don’t think so.”

Then, instead of asking, she just said “You love her. I love her. And she loves us. What if she discovers us and we break her heart?”

“Or perhaps she’ll join us. Now quiet. It’s hard to make you scream if you’re talking.”

With one hand, she placed her hands above her head, and with the other, she teased the sensitive flesh “You took me for a fool,” she finally said after so fucking long as her fingers stroked her “you betrayed me and threw me to the wolves like a lamb for them to kill me and watched like a fucking coward.” Both desire and anger were boiling out of her as Aerinae panted and whimpered at her merciless strokes, thrusting into her with a strength that seemed to elate her.

“And I, ah, regret every minute of it.” She panted, rocking against her fingers, her eyes always on her “If I could turn back, I… I would.”

“Prove it.”

She met her halfway, kissing her, almost devouring each other with more than mere passion. Resentment. Grief. Anger. Penance. The desire to start anew.

Then, finally having earned her mercy, let her hands go. Her best one went to her pearl again, and the other cupped her breasts, pinching and grabbing shamelessly, and Nia arched back at the feeling, both their moans echoing the whole chamber. Nia lolled her head back at the door, and saw an incredulous Brienne at the threshold. But they didn’t stop. That enticed them even more. The woman they both loved, finally seeing the truth. She could swear that she saw desire and intrigue in her eyes before leaving, and Nia only wished to continue, their throe of passion more scalding than ever, a much-needed boost that made it by far the most sensual and riveting performance in their short and inexperienced life. Crying out and Aerinae soon following, they both fell to the floor, panting, catching their breath.

“Does… does that mean… that you… forgive me?”

She took a deep, steady breath “No… but… you are… on a good path.”

“And… Brienne?”

“Later. I… wish… a few more minutes.”

After a few more minutes, they both went back to where Brienne was, probably trying to make sense of it. They both sat at each side of her, and Brienne finally looked at them.

“When did this happen?” She wasn’t angry or jealous. Simply wanted to know how, when.

“Back at the lake,” Aerinae answered “and then… it just spiralled from there.”

Nia took her hand “I still love you, Brienne. But Aerinae and I… we are bound together as well.”

Brienne nodded, then took a deep breath “Do you love each other?”

“…We crave each other. The one we love is you.”

She was about to say something when Mal’s voice ringed out and Brienne got up.

“Well, I also am involved to the one who kidnapped me and tortured me once. I am the last person that should judge. As long as there are no more lies or deceit… you have my blessing.”

And then, she left.

They looked at each other, and held their gazes. No longer the princess and the poor lamb. The penitent and the lamb turned legend.

#💝#niaerin #blades of light and shadow

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levy120 · 2 years ago

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Warrior Face

"Not the end. Globox bring good gift from Ly."

"Ly, the fairy?!"

Ooooh perfect!

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He gulps an awkward "Uh Oh" and Rayman nearly feels all the color drain from his face.

"Uh Oh? What do you mean 'Uh Oh'?"

"Well uh… It's uh… gone."

"Did you eat my Silver Lums?"

"...maybe? Is that what happened?"

"You ate my Silver Lums."

"Sorry."

Rayman has to compose himself before his hands hit the floor, and begins pacing instead.

"That must mean that you’ve also got my powers,” he mulls, his hand scratching his chin in thought.

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For a moment there's a quiet sense of dread, but then Rayman breaks the silence with a pump of his fist.

"But!" he exclaims triumphantly, "I can teach you! We just gotta figure out how that works for you."

Globox doesn't seem convinced.

"Oh, Globox don't know, Rayman."

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He gives Globox an encouraging pat on the back that makes him hiccup out an energy sphere. It ricochets off the walls in a way that forces both of them to duck in order not to be struck when the sound of clattering metal grabs their attention.

"The vent! Globox, we're free. You did it!"

The frog hiccups again, without a sphere this time.

"Oh no."

"Come on, let's go!" Globox doesn’t get a say in it as Rayman tackles him from behind and the two of them are taking a 2 out of 10 stars slide down the pipes.

Okay, 3 out of 10 - the ramp does send them flying somewhat spectacularly!

"Flyyyyy, Globox. You gotta flyyyyyy!"

Rayman yells as he clings to Globox.

Globox in turn yells louder as he clings to Rayman.

"Globox don't know hoooooooowwww!"

"Aaaaaaaah"

they both yell as they're freefalling from the buccaneer.

When they hit the ground it's with a surprisingly soft 'boing' as Globox feathers their fall and makes them rebound into a bush.

Rayman is still seeing stars when he comes to.

"Are you alright?" he asks. Globox beside him doesn't seem to be actually hurt, but he's definitely fretting.

"No! No, Globox not alright!"

"Hey, hey, easy. Calm down first!"

He finds the frog hanging upside down in a berry bush, holding his eyes closed and quivering.

"Hope isn't lost. You've got my powers. I'll teach you how to use them!"

"But Glob-globox can't fight p-p-pirates."

Rayman untangles himself with ease (a perk of lacking limbs) and reaches up his hand to pat Globox's bald head.

"There, there."

That seems to calm the frog down at least, and he stops panicking for the time being.

“I promise,” Rayman says and takes a step back so Globox can see him well, “You won’t be alone the entire way.” He splays out his hands in offer and the frog hiccups one more time before he starts climbing out of the brush on his own.

“You promise?” he asks and finds himself pulled into a tight hug.

“We can do this!” he asserts. Truth be told he isn’t sure how… but he’s certain they can.

“Hey!” he suggests, “Let’s find Ly. Maybe she can fix this, alright?”

A smile grows on Globox’s face and he wipes something from his face (has the big guy been crying?).

“Okay,” he agrees.

“She usually likes to hang around by the Fairy Glade,” Rayman ponders as he walks a little ways ahead to get a feeling for where they landed.

“And it isn’t far from here!” he realizes in jubilation, before heading back to Globox and taking him by the hand. “Come on, let’s go!”

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youtube

So, uh... here’s a thing I guess :’D

This song just goes so hard and it doesn’t help that the storyboard looks like a 2D Jump and Run Level. With creatures that look like stuff right out the Origins Reveal Trailer. And Rayman’s hidden move being, you know-

I don’t plan to make a big deal out of this and turn this into a full-blown crack AU, but I’m kinda curious to test the waters or at least throw the idea out for someone else to adopt :’D

I’d certainly love to see something done with this, but maybe other media are better suited for this ✨

#Rayman #Rayman fanfiction #Rayman fanfic #fanfiction #Warrior Face #stub #crack #Rayman 2 AU #I need to declutter my wips #and I love this one but I don't want it

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everyhowlmarksthedead · 4 years ago

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DRABBLE #9

with Ezekiel ‘EZ’ Reyes.

Request: ez and /post/144028105284

BY @ly--canthrope

Warnings: none

Word count: about 330

Aurora says: this writing hasn't been edited, you may find some grammar mistakes, I'm sorry about that!

Gif credits: to the author.

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“Ezekiel, list—listen to me”. You demand, hiccuping and trying to get your shit together, with the ninth empty beer hanging from your fingers.

The crew is sitting around a bonfire, in the middle of the front yard, looking at you very interested. Your friend since ever has both hands on the folds of his kutte, licking his bottom lip about to laugh. You're tipsy, so tipsy, but seemed like the one way to talk about your feelings for him.

“I'm so comfortable with you and in lo—love with you. Like GOD, you turn me on SO MUCH. But I al—also wanna make you pancwakes”.

“‘Pan’ what?” Angel whispers leaning over his own lap”.

“Pancwakes”.

“I think she's trying to say ‘pancakes’, carnal”. Coco mutters, without losing an eye from you.

“Ya', that's what I said”. You hiccup again, feeling your cheeks burning. “And I want yo—you to take you to meet my family. But then, fuck you in the car before we go, because you look really hot”.

Silence. Ezekiel is looking at you with parted lips and his eyebrows frowned a little confused.

“Did you record it?” Gilly asks Creeper.

“Yeah, she's not gonna believe't tomorrow”.

Bishop turns at the younger Reyes, palming his back, containing a laugh for the respect he has to you.

“If you don't put a ring on her, I'm not going to patch you up, prospect”.

“Okay… I will take you home…” EZ sighs getting up from his chair, grabbing you to put you over his shoulder. “You drunk too much, baby girl”.

“I believe I can flyyyYYY!” You start to sing from nowhere, apparently forgetting what you have already done.

The yard breaks into laughs, while Creeper is still recording you, to tease you the next morning.

“I BELIEVE I CAN TOUCH THE SKYYYYYY”.

“Good God, please, stop, (Y/N)”. The man begs between soft laughs.

“I love you, Zeke”.

“Yeah, I love you too, but we will talk about it when you're sober”.

(Tag list under it)

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thesevenwondersofawitch · 3 years ago

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I'm watching Boss Level on Hulu and oh my god I love Michelle Yeoh so much

Like, as soon as her character walked into the food place, just looking on her phone as we learn she's a sword master, I'm freaking out because she's so awesome and I love her

So far the movie is pretty good, reminds me of Deadpool, but way better

It had to have been so much fun to make😂

"He's in my way!" *Proceeds to step on the dudes face* This lady is a gem☠️😂

"I'm childless by choice, bro" "Whose choice? 😁🙃" Oh my god that line is gold😂😂

Oh damn, Joe doesn't know about his mom

Holy shit they're tracking him? So cool!

Ouch, Joe just saw his dad die, just ouch

Poor Pedro

MICHELLE YEOH IS WATCHING FROM HER BOOTH I LOVE HER

Isn't the blond lady from Peaky Blinders?

Pam's been killing him with Hitler's gun? Seriously?!

HA! As someone who was raised Jewish, I thank you Roy for shooting her

Goodbye Roy number 2😂

Brett was so confused when. Roy killed himself😂

Of course there's camera's in the elevator 😂

Oh shit, the gun's out of bullets

Guan Yin giving him a fun fact is hilarious 😂

The sword dragging on the ground would be even cooler if it left sparks in it's wake

HE'S OSIRIS

Oh my god oh my god oh my god we're gonna get to see Michelle fight with swords YEET

She can't understand what he's saying because of his mouth 🤣

Imagine having Michelle Yeoh say she finds you intriguing 😱

Me: *hums We Can Be Heroes For One Day*

I love that the next scene has her punching him😂

I love how she keeps whacking him with the training sword 😂

SHE IS SO AWESOME

Guan Yin us a pain

"Shits about to get steel" I'm dead 😂

His grin after cutting off her pony tail 💀Me at Jemma's old boss: THAT MOTHER FUCKING ASS HAD JOE KILLED? WHAT A DICK MOVE

It's the end of the world as he knows it, and I feel fine

Whoa, he just jumped out of the building window? Sweet!

I love that he repeats with the dude that he's being carjacked😂

Aw damn, he gets to spend endless time with his son, even if it it will never be the way it could've

Holy shit, she's still alive?

Oh wait, no she isn't

Or is she?

Oh she's alive for a bit so he can still save her? Yes!

Fly motherfucker! FLYYYYYY

That machine gun is awesome but probably heavy as shit

HE CAME FOR HER!

Oh my god, he knows all about his son's life now!

She's crying 😭

Aw, this is so sweet

Where's the giant reset button

Oh he has to go in

Not gonna lie I thought she was gonna die while they were talking

Kiss goodbye and off be goes into the UNKNOWNN

What a plot twist it would've been for him to not wake up😂

Wait it's over? The credits are rolling?🤔

Ok the music's fading, maybe there'll be an after credits scene?

Nope, I guess not.

Overall I enjoyed this movie, it was entertaining and it reminded me of playing Just Cause

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hushedlover · 4 years ago

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My brothers thoughts on the Marvel characters

He’s my 7 year old brother’s take on the Avenegers... He’s a odd kid. I’m the Bold Hes normal text

Loki: ”uh... the ruler” “is that it?” “Uh.. Mistevios (Again, english??).... Not the king, Thor’s the king.” “He would hate you dude....” “The funniest quote man and uh.... i dont know.”

Thor: “God of lightning” “sure” “Zeus” “okay....” “Ugly” “OH” “hes not very beautiful.” “we’re talking about thor right?” “ye at least i think hes ugly he doesnt look.. too good.”

Tony: “Brainyack, Ironboy.” “Boy?” “hes a little child on the inside. Iron superman” “wrong unverse bub” “i’m sure he could make some suit modifications to has laser eyes.” “i mean.. sure”

Steve: “*sighs* Buff.” “Is that it? Hes just muscle?” “Viking? I mean he kinda has the horns on his mask thing and he has the sheild.... Yeah.... he a Viking.” “Thor’s not the Viking?” “No he doesn’t look much like a Viking”

Peter: “2 year-old on the inside uh zip zap zop” “What?” “*giggles* I dont know uh *takes like a 2 minute pause* weird, every marvel character is weird”

Peter Q: “OH um the only person who would do jokes in prison, he did the middle finger thing thats pretty much a joke.” “fair” “Galaxy prince.” “Im fairly certain its star-lord.” “*ignores me for a minute* Well he’s galaxy prince in my heart.”

Natasha: “The only person who would kiss a green person.” “is that being racist towards the hulk?” “yes” “thats rude” “hes a green person. uh shes not a spider.” “I guess thats true” “*caws like a bird* uh I don’t remember her killing her father- i mean her husband... same thing” “when did she kill him?” “Thats what im saying!” “oh you mean like the actual spider.” “Yeah *shrugs* she can change her form like she can change her face to different identities” “Thats... sure”

Clint: “*doesn’t know who i’m talking about until i say birdy* OH uh there isn’t usually much talking in fights (he thinks its sam)” “thats it?” “uh birdy man-bird” “okay...” “*sings* I believe i can flyyyyyy”

Bruce: “alien he looks like a alien.” “but hes not” “brainyack stark and bruce are both brainyacks”

Bucky: “Metal arm robot” “hes more than that!” “sweetheart” “thank you” “strong he froze steve” “he has ice powers now?” “no you know what i mean he- he pushed him into the water and he froze for like a hundred years” “theres so many things wrong in that sentence.” “dont care i just know it was buckys fault he froze” “NO IT WASN’T” “what? *i proceed to explain every bucky scene ever* whoa....”

Sam: “Sam is birdy he could take me for a ride if he was real. Usually isn’t much talking in fights (there we go bud) breaks ironman’s friend I forget his name-Rhodney he breaks his back and tony blasts his face” “you like sam huh?” “yeah he’s my favorite.”

Wanda: “Needs to protect vision cause thanos is after the infinity stone shes a witch and she has red magic and she can be caught red handed *Falls into giggle fit*”

Vision: “He needs infinity stone for head *large inhale* needs protected ahhh can fly? and can go through walls? HES A GHOST thats what im trying to say!

#marvel #Thor #Loki #Tony stark #Steve rogers #Clint barton #Peter parker #natasha romanoff #Bucky barnes #bruce banner #sam wilson #wanda maximoff #vision #funny marvel #incorrect marvel quotes

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dollsonmain · 5 years ago

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As predicted, I started burning through the to-inventory pile once I got started.

That Guy went down to workout and he’s one of those screaming at the gym guys so I came upstairs. That and he stinks during workout.

That’s all that’s left.

But I’m having trouble, because there are more dolls than display space.

I don’t like dolls on the floor but I want all of the Hairdorables together, so I’ll have to figure something out, here.\

Also need to rearrange so like characters are together.

Doreen believes she can FLYYYYYY That stand is too tall for her Mattel Merida body.That’s all I have that sort of fits her right now... If she had her default body, she could probably stand unaided like the others.

Boxed dolls.

We all know I don’t like legs hanging off the edges, but I’m out of stands suitable for this size of doll. @cosmomoore sent me a TON of BMR and MH stands, so I’ll work those in eventually. I want to save the BMR stands, most of which have the larger Ken size waist grips, for the male dolls as needed.

And it’s getting crowded up there. With more hanging legs.

Dolls are falling all over the place and taking others with them.

I really need to figure out and make custom close-quarters doll stands for them so that stops happening.

It would be really easy if there were a waist grip stand part that would fit a standard wooden dowel. Then I’d just need some dowels, little screws, and some thin boards. The same could be done with twist ties, or embroidery floss, or ribbon, I guess. Though I don’t particularly want EVERYONE on the display wearing a visible sash.

#tiffypostedthis

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soulangel · 5 years ago

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Angel Performs

Summary: Angel finally has a performance after so long and can’t believe it’s during Jay’s Tour. She also should probably think about getting more girl friends to bring with her since all her guy friends seem to enjoy picking on her constantly.

Group: Angel x Ateez, Angel x K.A.R.D, Angel x AOMG

Genre: Fluffy randomness, Crackhead dorkiness, mild angst over a crush

Warnings: I think I threw one swear word in here on accident but I can’t remember for sure...oops?

Word Count: 2k

Main Masterlist Angel’s Masterlist

With a nervous hop in her step, Róisín paced around the green room in anticipation for when she was to go and perform next. Jay had brought her along on his Sexy4Eva tour, and they were still in Korea since it had just started. There were two places he had asked her to perform in, and the first one was the first city she had ever been too after she moved to South Korea. “I want you to see how far you’ve come since you started this journey with me.” He’d told her when he asked her to perform.

How could she no to something like that? Something so, so sincere and generous of him, it was just impossible to say no. Especially when she had people blowing up her phone about the new tour, and how her name was on the posters with Jay’s, and whoever else he would be bringing along on tour with him.

“Red you good?” She heard from somewhere across the room as she was fiddling with the metal cuff on her wrist, black fingernail polish gleaming in the light when she moved her hand a certain way.

She looked over at the couch to see a small group of people staring at her in concern while she had been pacing around like she was at her first concert all over again. “F-Fine. I’m fine. Just a little freaked out at the moment.” She replied quickly, going back to pacing right after the words left her mouth.

One person who was completely relaxed on the couch stood up to walk in front of her and make sure she stopped her fidgeting. “You’re fine Angel. It’s okay to be freaked out. We’re right here with you okay? We got you.” He mumbled, taking her into a hug and engulfing her body.

She managed to relax against him momentarily and sighed into his chest, patting his side a couple times in thanks to helping her calm down. After their hug, she stepped away from him and sat down beside Matt, who was grinning at her as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders to mess with her. “Yeah Angel we got you.” He teased the both of them out loud.

She scowled at him and shoved him away from her. “I hate you so much. Do you know that?” She asked him, rolling her eyes when he just grinned back.

He pushed her off the couch so she landed on the floor with an ‘oomf.’ She rubbed her butt a couple times before Taehyung helped her off the floor and wrapped an arm around her. “Let’s get you to the dressing room now. It’s time for you to get ready.” He suggested, glaring at Matt and the other people in the room.

Matt lifted his arms up in response to the glare and shrugged his shoulders before Hongjoong jumped off the couch to follow the two. “I wanna go too! I wanna see what outfit you’re gonna wear tonight!” He shouted happily, practically skipping behind the two as they all disappeared toward the dressing room.

xXx

Finding her spot on the side of the stage, Jay was taking a few moments to introduce her to give her time to prepare for her stage time. “Wanna help me bring out this fiery red haired vixen I’ve come to love as my own little sisterrrrrr ANGEL!” He finally shouted out, disappearing toward the other side of the stage as Róisín jumped out with enough energy to power a whole house.

“What’s goin’ on everyone?! Miss me?!” She cried out into the mic, stopping in the middle of the stage with light shining perfectly on her to give herself an ethereal glow, and a perfect shadow of wings behind her to help with her stage name; her signature on stage.

She got the roar of the crowd as a response and laughed heartily into the mic, letting everyone know she was having just as much as they were. “I’m loving the energy you guys have tonight! So fresh! It’s awesome! Now I wanted to change this up a bit, maybe change tune for a song or two?” She suggested, getting more thunderous responses.

With a nod to DJ Wegun who started her own mix of music, giving her a chance to hype up the crowd a little more with grins and her own dancing along with the beats. It took her a couple minutes to get the jitters out of her system as she warmed herself up on stage, but when she finally was-she wasn’t Róisín anymore, she was Angel. And Angel had a large crowd to please.

“FLYYYYYY AWAAAAYYYY!

Losing flight toniight. Taken down a nootch.

Stop this feeling noow. Hold on tight and breaathe.

I can breathe, when you’re near mee.

Stay with mee, take it in slowlyy.

I am free toniight, I can fly toniight.

I will fly toniight, just for one night.”

While she was out prancing around the stage as she did best, singing along to her newest song, the small group she had backstage with her were moved from the green room, to her personal dressing room so the fans that bought VIP tickets could be in the room without other celebrities around. Since of course, she had to bring the famous boy from both Ateez and K.A.R.D to her first comeback concert, even if it was just her showing up as another singer and not the main one.

“It’s been so long since I've seen her so happy on stage like that. Gotta admit, AOMG is definitely a good fit for her to be in.” Matt said with a chuckle, listening to the music coming through the tv so they could watch her performance.

While they were chatting away, someone had snuck into the room with them and waited patiently until they noticed. Yunho jumped a good couple feet once he saw there was another person and pointed, wide eyed. “When did you get in here?!” He yelped out finally, the rest of the group seeing Woo Wonjae staring at the group with a small, terrified look on his face though he tried his best to hide it.

He pointed behind him and made a tiny sound. “Noona said there were people in here I could hang out with while everyone else did the show. Said you were all cool and that I’d be able to get along with you? Iunno, she’s weird.” He said with a small chuckle, stuffing his hands in his pockets while awkwardly waiting for them to give a response.

For quite a short while there was a pause as the group all just kinda quietly looked at each other, heads completely swiveling back and forth as they did. “So uh….anyone wanna play a game til she gets back?” Hongjoong asked, finding something from her wardrobe closet.

xXx

By the time Róisín had gotten off the stage and was able to see all her fans in the green room, she was dead tired and wanted to lay down on her couch for the rest of the night. She definitely wasn’t expecting to hear shouts and screams coming from her dressing room when she stepped inside the door. Yet she should have known something was going on when she had so many of her guy friends in one place. “What is going on?!” She yelped, looking around at the mess on the floor and everywhere else.

Six pairs of eyes stared at her wide eyed before they all stood up and bowed to her in unison. “We’re sorry Roe-Roe/Red/Rose/Noona!” She heard collectively from everyone.

She sighed and smacked a hand to her head. “You’re lucky I’m too tired to deal with this mess right now. Someone pick it up for me...please.” She grumbled out, sensing the eldest of the Ateez boys was going to take her up on that.

Seonghwa immediately grabbed cleaning supplies and got to work happily, mumbling to himself about how glad he was she said something about cleaning. All she could do was sigh and shake her head. “Someone else please help me find a change in clothes so I can get out of this death trap.” She whined, leaning against the tall giant that was Yunho, who happened to stand beside her at the perfect time.

Hongjoong jumped at the chance to grab her some clothing and Taehyung was too busy glaring at the younger boy holding the one thing which he cared so much about in the last few years. “Roe-Roe, do you want to go lay down in the car or something?” He asked her softly, holding a hand out for her.

She blinked tiredly and smiled at the elder. “No thanks Oppa, I’m fine right here. I wanna change first and then maybe I’ll pass out on the couch….” She explained, fighting the urge to yawn when Hongjoong rushed up in front of her and handed her some clothes to change into.

He grinned happily when she looked down at them and scowled. “Someone else grab me some clothes then because these ARE NOT clothes. They’re bug traps made for someone who insists on showing a lot of skin….” She grumbled, glaring at the leader who just smirked in response. “OH please you’d love to wear that wouldn’t you.” He replied, sticking his tongue out at her.

She was about to tackle him to the ground when her door opened up and a familiar face popped in grinning wide. “Where’s she at!? Where’s my sister?!” He yelled out, getting everyone to stop what they were doing.

Róisín tiredly turned to see Jay watching her in the doorway and smiled sleepily. “Oppaaaaa~ there you are! That was so much fun tonight! I’m so glad you let me do this!” She squealed, tackling him into a hug.

While the two were talking about the stage performance and everything from the lights and presence, to the aftermath of it all, the rest of the group slowly started filing out of the room until it was just the AOMG crew and one other person. “Oh, hey is something wrong?” She asked, standing up to go talk to him.

He shook his head and gave her a small smile. “Not at all. Just wanted to say you did amazing out there. See you later Angel.” He mumbled quietly before leaving just like the rest of the group.

Jay blinked a few times at what he just witnessed and then whistled softly. “So that’s why you don’t want to date huh? Already got yourself a manwich?” He asked her, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

She rolled her eyes and groaned softly. “Jay you are so not helping. There’s nothing going on. Besides, you know it’s impossible to date in this industry….you’ve seen what happened last time I tried. And how well that went over.” She replied and then sighed, head dropping to her lap in despair.

The CEO laughed and rubbed her back soothingly. “Poor Roe. Can’t find herself the proper suitor. At this point you might as well date Matt then.” He said quickly jumping to his feet before she could catch him.

She growled and threw a pillow at him instead. “For the thousandth time NO I will not date Matt! There’s only one guy I’d want to date and it’s impossible so just DROP IT!” She yelled out at him, shutting her mouth as soon as the words left her.

She slapped both hands over her mouth and shook her head immediately. Jay on the other hand was staring at her like the biggest secret had just been dropped. Both were too busy staring at each other to hear the thumping around outside as someone was trying to listen in to what they were saying. “Did she just say she was interested in someone? Do you think it was someone who was here tonight?” One of the boys asked quietly.

Another smacked his head and grumbled softly, “of course it had to be someone who was in the room tonight. You think she’d blurt that kind of a secret out loud if they weren’t?”

“Who cares about that right now? We should go before she realizes we’re out here and dies of either embarrassment, or decides to kill us in our sleep.” The third replied before all three members of Ateez finally started on their way towards the van to take them back to their dorm.

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halt-kun · 2 years ago

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Hunter x Hunter Chapter 137 - To Masadora (3)

I love Biscuit, she’s my favourite character

A hunter veteran who’s the very best teacher and had the time to explore each nen category and devise training methods

She’s just so badass and she learnt nen at 17 and in my head I believe her talent was likely the same as Leorio

She’s probably more advanced than most troupe members in nen and body

And such a badass

Kind of a reverse Genkai too

and I LOVE GENKAI

Killua is just jealous and wants to stay alone with Gon

Wing’s master too

I’d love to know more Biscuit’s students

Killua is beginning to get it

And Gon is just happy like when you encounter people who know people you know

Really a slow learner ? Not really surprising but Wing seems decently strong

But slow learners are well suited to teaching so good for him

Bratty Killua as always

don’t want to admit he was wrong

YAYYY SERVE

Serve some humble pie to them

Perfectly true !

Binolt again

The situation she was talking about is being showcased

A lot of kids ???

Do you mean in training or nen geniuses ?

Killua is so smart

finally getting it

An it’s time to show off a bit ! Right Biscuit ?

I love this scene, some acting !

Gon don’t getting it is cute anyway

Killua is so good yet Biscuit managed to get to him

I think it was mainly to show to Killua one more hint of her strength

Which monsters ? Easy ones ?

As annoying as random encounters in rpg when you just want to get somewhere fast

NO her hair !!!!!

Specialization is weird

Binolt is in for a suprise

O yeah, the fact she looks 45 years younger than her actual age is not the most surprising ????

BADASS

The most surprising is just that she’s perfect and mastered everything she could and brought her body to her utmost limits

Probably better than even Uvo, I think Silva might have reached this stage too but he’s younger so maybe not

Death might not await you then

That dodge !

GO FLYYYYYY

STRONG

I wonder what triggered the blood while hitting the vertebrae

You’re not paralyzed at least

Apparently it’s her

Well it’s enough for today I think

#hxh c137 #hxh liveblog #hxh manga

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gotpoleny · 6 years ago

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I belieeeeeve I can flyyyyyy 😜 How amazing is Ashley Fashion and Fitness?! She’s a #GirlBoss and we are so here for it! #LearnToFly with her Got Pole? and Got Pole?²! Try any class for $20 and we’ll #SeeYouWhereWeFly ✨

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rebeccawritesbooks · 4 years ago

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Hi idea Emma take henry for his first legal drink and they end up getting hammered and Regina isn't impressed, but Emma makes it up to her after they have a row.

Thanks for the prompt :)

This is a follow on from another Prompt I received so part one is (here)

There be a part three (here) and four (here) enjoy!

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“Are you sure about this?” Regina asked her wife nervously who was getting ready to take Henry out for his first legal drink.

Regina decided that it should be just Emma and Henry time, she would take him out for a nice lunch for his birthday tomorrow.

“Babe it’s going to be. Fine, I promise.” Emma smiled over her shoulder as she yanked her jeans up to her hips.

“Fuck me. Have I put on weight?”

“You just eat too many grilled cheeses.”

“So I have put on weight?” Emma frowned joined with a smirk.

“No…You just eat too many grilled cheeses. You know the cheese makes you bloat.”

“Heyyyy” Emma laughed as she threw a cushion that was on the chair next to her, over at Regina, hitting her wife right in the middle of the face.

Emma did the buttons up on her plaid t-shirt as she walked over to Regina, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, with her legs crossed over.

The blonde decided that it was now she would jump her. Emma literally jumped on top her wife pushing her onto her back on the bed, pinning Regina’s arms down above her head and placing a hard kiss on her soft lips.

They both felt into the softness of their lips on each other.

“MOM!” Henry shouted.

Both of them jumped up in surprise. “Look, if you wanna celebrate my birthday just the two of you, could you do it later?”

“We were just-we-uhh” Emma tried, making both Regina and Henry look at one another with a smirk, before laughing.

“Ma, you ready?” Henry asked his blonde mother.

“Just need to get my boots on.” Emma said as she padded her way to Regina’s side of the bed, picking up her boots and slipping her feet into them.

“Why are your boots over there?” Henry frowned.

“Because they are!” Emma and Regina said in unison.

“Okayyyy - oh god you had sex last night didn’t you?!”

“Yes.” The both said proudly.

“Right, change of subject I think, Mom are you sure you don’t want to come out with us?”

“I’m sure honey.” Regina smiled as she stood and walked over to her 21 year old son, taking his chin into her hand.

“I love you; we will go for lunch tomorrow just the two of us.” Regina kissed the side of Henry’s face, making him smile as he always did.

“Okay, Mom.”

“Ma, hurry up.”

“Okay, okay kid.” Emma smiled.

The blonde walked towards Henry and before leaving, she took her wife into her arms giving her a soft passionate kiss. It was at this point Henry decided to walk out the room and wait for his Mom downstairs.

Regina fell into the kiss, with a smile.

Emma squeezed Regina’s arse in her hands “I love you.”

“I love you too, now go or Henry will have both our heads.” Regina smiled giving Emma another kiss before she left.

***

Emma decided to take Henry somewhere new, the newest bar in storybrooke that had just opened up, the very one that Regina had told her not to take him too.

“Green Apples?” Henry frowned.

“It’s new.” Emma smirked as they walked in and sat up at the bar.

“You ready for this kid?”

“Ma, you know I’ve had alcohol before right?”

“Yes, I think both me and your Mom will never forget the first time you went out drinking…but this is different.”

“How?” Henry asked with a frown covering his forehead.

“It’s your first legal drink Henry!” Emma said as she shook her son excitedly, almost pushing him off the stall.

“Okay calm down!”

“Sorry.” Emma replied sheepishly.

“What can I get you?” The familiar voice from behind the bar asked.

“Ruby?!” Emma questioned

“Hi.”

“What are you doing here?” the blonde asked

“I work here.”

“I gathered, but why? Has your Granny fired you?” Emma chuckled.

“Oh no nothing like that, I want to go on a trip in a few months and granny can’t pay me any more than she is, so I thought I’d pick up some shifts here.”

“That’s awesome.” Emma shrieked excitedly.

“Happy birthday Henry, first drink is on the house for both of you.”

“Thanks Ruby.” Henry smiled.

“Why don’t we start off with a cider each and we can go from there.”

“Oh god you’re going to mix you’re drinks aren’t you?” Ruby asked.

Emma just nodded in reply with a smirk.

“I’ll have a mop at the ready.” Ruby grinned, as she walked away to grab the two ciders.

“Here we are.” Ruby appeared back just as quickly as she had disappeared. “Enjoy.” And with that Ruby walked off again.

“So? Can’t handle mixing you’re drinks then?”

“I can handle it just fine.” Emma scowled.

“Yeah, Ma I think that is crap!”

Emma just frowned before she began drinking and turning her nose up at the drink.

“You love cider! What’s the problem?”

“It’s not your Moms.” Emma said.

Henry just shook his head as he drunk his rather quickly, Emma still drunk hers it just took her a bit longer.

Before Emma even asked Ruby had 8 shots lined out in front of the two of them.

“Okay, ready lets so who can drink these the quickest.” Henry smirked

“You’re on. Prepare to lose kiddo.” Emma replied as she rolled up her sleeves

Emma nodded her head at her son, and at the same time they knocked back their first shot.

Henry’s face was a picture, but he carried on with his mother and in a matter of minutes, all the shots were gone.

“What next?” Henry asked.

***

Four hours later the two of them were completely hammered, Ruby couldn’t count the amount of drinks they’d had between them, but she let them carry on, after all it was Henry’s birthday.

“Emma?” Ruby asked taking the empty bottle away from the blonde.

“HEYYYYY! YOU LOOK LIKE A WOLF!” Emma shouted, making herself and Henry burst into a fit of giggles.

“Yeah very funny Emma. I think it’s time you went home.”

“WHAT? I AM NOT STAYING HERE ON MY OWN!” Henry shouted.

“No I know Henry; I think you both should go home.”

“WHY? IS SOMETHING WRONG?” Emma asked.

“No, it’s just, you’re drunk and Regina will kill me and then you, well mostly you, but I am meant to be keeping an eye on you. Go home.”

“She won’t kill me she loves me.” Emma pouted.

“Okay… drink this.” Ruby said passing Emma a glass or lemon water

“What is it?”

“Vodka.” Ruby replied.

“Okay.” Emma shrugged not thinking anything of it.

“THAT IS NOT GOOD VODKA. ARE YOU TRYING TO POISIN ME MISS LUCAS?” Emma shouted

“Just drink the horrible vodka.” Ruby smiled.

Next thing you know Henry decided it was a good idea to jump onto a table and start swinging on the lights in the ceiling.

“MA LOOOOOOK AT ME I’M FLYINGGGGGG! WEEEEEEEEEE” Henry screamed happily.

Emma knocked back the ‘vodka’ and slammed it down before jumping up onto one of the other tables.

“WAIT FOR MEEEEE!”

And Emma jumped up swinging on another light attached to the ceiling. “LETS FLYYYYYY”

Ruby watched from behind the bar before muttering “Well I’m dead. Regina is going to murder me.”

Ruby asked one of the waitresses to keep an eye on Henry and Emma whilst she went outside.Ruby grabbed a coat, considering how cold it was and wrapped up as she walked outside. She then pulled out her phone dialling a number.

“Mayor Mills speaking.” Regina said on the other end of the line.

“It’s Ruby.”

��Is everything okay?”

“You need to get down here.”

“Why?” Regina asked with aggravation in her voice.

“Because Emma and Henry are drunk off their arses and making a scene.”

“For god’s sake. Ruby, I asked you to keep an eye on them, which means stopping my wife from influencing Henry into doing the stupid shit she usually does alone.”

“I’m sorry it just kind of happened…”

“Alright, just keep watching them until I get there. Don’t let Emma or either of them do anything more…well more stupid.”

“Okay. See you soon.” Ruby said before she hung up and she ran back inside, watching Emma and Henry and waited for Regina to arrive.

#SwanQueen #swanqueen fanfiction #Regina SwanMills #Emma SwanMills #Henry SwanMills #Drunk Henry SwanMills #Drunk Emma SwanMills

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parrilla-my-swanqueen · 7 years ago

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Hi idea Emma take henry for his first legal drink and they end up getting hammered and Regina isn't impressed, but Emma makes it up to her after they have a row

Thanks for the prompt :)

This is a follow on from another Prompt I received so part one is (here)

There be a part three (here) and four (here) and I will add the link once I’ve written those!

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“Are you sure about this?”

Regina asked her wife nervously who was gettingready to take Henry out for his first legal drink.

Regina decided that it should be just Emma andHenry time, she would take him out for a nice lunch for his birthday tomorrow.

“Babe it’s going to be. Fine, I promise.”

Emma smiled over her shoulder as she yanked herjeans up to her hips.

“Fuck me. Have I put on weight?”

“I did that last night. You just eat too manygrilled cheeses.”

“So I have put on weight?” Emma frowned joinedwith a smirk

“No…You just eat too many grilled cheeses. Youknow the cheese makes you bloat.”

“Heyyyy” Emma laughed as she threw a cushion thatwas on the chair next to her, over at Regina, hitting her wife right in themiddle of the face.

Emma did the buttons up on her plaid t-shirt asshe walked over to Regina, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, with herlegs crossed over.

The blonde decided that it was now she would jumpher.

Emma literally jumped on top her wife pushing heronto her back on the bed, pinning Regina’s arms down above her head and placinga hard kiss on her soft lips.

They both felt into the softness of their lips oneach other.

“MOM!” Henry shouted

Which both of them jumped to in surprise

“Look, if you wanna celebrate my birthday just thetwo of you, could you do it later?”

“We were just-we-uhh” Emma tried, making bothRegina and Henry look at one another with a smirk, before laughing.

“Ma, you ready?” Henry asked his blonde mother

“Just need to get my boots on.” Emma said as shepadded her way to Regina’s side of the bed, picking up her boots and slippingher feet into them.

“Why are your boots over there?” Henry frowned

“Because they are!” Emma and Regina said in unison

“Okayyyy- oh god you had sex last night didn’tyou?!”

“Yes.” The both said proudly

“Right, change of subject I think, Mom are yousure you don’t want to come out with us?”

“I’m sure honey.” Regina smiled as she stood andwalked over to her 21 year old son, taking his chin into her hand.

“I love you; we will go for lunch tomorrow just thetwo of us.” Regina kissed the side of Henry’s face, making him smile as healways did.

“Okay, Mom.”

“Ma, hurry up.”

“Okay, okay kid.” Emma smiled

The blonde walked towards Henry and beforeleaving, she took her wife into her arms giving her a soft passionate kiss.

It was at this point Henry decided to walk out theroom and wait for his Mom downstairs.

Regina fell into the kiss, with a smile.

Emma squeezed Regina’s arse in her hands “I loveyou.”

“I love you too, now go or Henry will have bothour heads.” Regina smiled giving Emma another kiss before she left.

***

Emma decided to take Henry to somewhere new, thenewest bar in storybrooke that had just opened up, the very one that Regina hadtold her not to take him too.

“Green Apples?” Henry frowned

“It’s new.” Emma smirked as they walked in and satup at the bar.

“You ready for this kid?”

“Ma, you know I’ve had alcohol before right?”

“Yes, I think both me and your Mom will neverforget the first time you went out drinking…but this is different.”

“How?” Henry asked with a frown covering hisforehead

“It’s your first legal drink Henry!” Emma said asshe shook her son excitedly, almost pushing him off the stall.

“Okay calm down!”

“Sorry.” Emma replied sheepishly

“What can I get you?” The familiar voice frombehind the bar asked

“Ruby?!” Emma questioned

“Hi.”

“What are you doing here?” the blonde asked

“I work here.”

“I gathered, but why? Has your granny fired you?”Emma chuckled

“Oh no nothing like that, I want to go on a tripin a few months and granny can’t pay me any more than she is, so I thought I’dpick up some shifts here.”

“That’s awesome.” Emma shrieked excitedly

“Happy birthday Henry, first drink is on the housefor both of you.”

“Thanks Ruby.” Henry smiled

“Why don’t we start off with a cider each and wecan go from there.”

“Oh god you’re going to mix you’re drinks aren’tyou?” Ruby asked

Emma just nodded in reply

“I’ll have a mop at the ready.” Ruby smirked asshe walked away to grab the two ciders.

“Here we are.” Ruby appeared back just as quicklyas she had disappeared.

“Enjoy.” And with that Ruby walked off again

“So? Can’t handle mixing you’re drinks then?”

“I can handle it just fine.” Emma scowled

“Yeah, Ma I think that is bullshit!”

Emma just frowned before she began drinking andturning her nose up at the drink.

“You love cider! What’s the problem?”

“It’s not your Moms.” Emma said

Henry just shook his head as he drunk his ratherquickly, Emma still drunk hers it just took her a bit longer.

Before Emma even asked Ruby had 8 shots lined outin front of the two of them.

“Okay, ready lets so who can drink these thequickest.” Henry smirked

“You’re on. Prepare to lose kiddo.” Emma repliedas she rolled up her sleeves

Emma nodded her head at her son, and at the sametime they knocked back their first shot.

Henry’s face was a picture, but he carried on withhis mother and in a matter of minutes, all the shots were gone.

“What next?” Henry asked.

***

Four hours later the two of them were completelyhammered, Ruby couldn’t count the amount of drinks they’d had between them, butshe let them carry on, after all it was Henry’s birthday.

“Emma?” Ruby asked taking the empty bottle awayfrom the blonde

“HEYYYYY! YOU LOOK LIKE A WOLF!”

Emma shouted, making herself and Henry burst intoa fit of giggles.

“Yeah very funny Emma. I think it’s time you wenthome.”

“WHAT? I AM NOT STAYING HERE ON MY OWN!” Henryshouted

“No I know Henry; I think you both should go home.”

“WHY? IS SOMETHING WRONG?” Emma asked

“No, it’s just, you’re drunk and Regina will killme and then you, well mostly you, but I am meant to be keeping an eye on you.Go home.”

“She won’t kill me she loves me.” Emma pouted

“Okay… drink this.” Ruby said passing Emma aglass or lemon water

“What is it?”

“Vodka.” Ruby replied

“Okay.” Emma shrugged not thinking anything of it.

“THAT IS NOT GOOD VODKA. ARE YOU TRYING TO POISINME MISS LUCAS?” Emma shouted

“Just drink the horrible vodka.” Ruby smiled

Next thing you know Henry decided it was a goodidea to jump onto a table and start swinging on the lights in the ceiling.

“MA LOOOOOOK AT ME I’M FLYINGGGGGG! WEEEEEEEEEE”

Henry screamed happily.

Emma knocked back the ‘vodka’ and slammed it downbefore jumping up onto one of the other tables.

“WAIT FOR MEEEEE!”

And Emma jumped up swinging on another light attachedto the ceiling.

“LETS FLYYYYYY”

Ruby watched from behind the bar before muttering “WellI’m dead. Regina is going to murder me.”

Ruby asked one of the waitresses to keep an eye,on Henry and Emma whilst she went outside.

Ruby grabbed a coat, considering how cold it wasand wrapped up as she walked outside.

She then pulled out her phone dialling a number.

“Mayor Mills speaking.” Regina said on the otherend of the line

“It’s Ruby.”

“Is everything okay?”

“You need to get down here.”

“Why?” Regina asked with aggravation in her voice

“Because Emma and Henry are drunk off their arsesand making a scene.”

“For god’s sake. Ruby, I asked you to keep an eyeon them, which means stopping my wife from influencing Henry into doing thestupid shit she usually does alone.”

“I’m sorry it just kind of happened…”

“Alright, just keep watching them until I getthere. Don’t let Emma or either of them doing anything more…well more stupid.”

“Okay. See you soon.” Ruby said before she hung upand she ran back inside, watching Emma and Henry and waiting for Regina toarrive.

#SwanQueen #Swen #swanqueen fanfiction #Regina SwanMills #Emma SwanMills #Henry SwanMills #SweanQueen Prompt #Drunk Henry SwanMills #Drunk Emma SwanMills #OMG THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN TO WRITE #AND I HAVE TWO MORE PARTS #REGINA NOT GONNA BE HAPPY WIV WIFEY

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