#so they just wnet with it

[swag696942069]

Head canon that Barty was obsessed obsessed with bee's. Like, they were his favorite thing as a kid. He would go outside for hours and just watch bee's. He would only read books about bee's. And that's how he got his nickname as B. Everyone just assumes its cause his name starts with B, but in actuality, his friends game him the name cause of his obsession. And Barty loves it! But, Barty is deathly allergic to bee's 💀💀 Imagine how devastating he was when he found out. But over time, it just made him love bees even more. Knowing that they're so powerful, that just one sting could kill him? Amazing

[sycamorality]

liking scavengers is the liking bugs/spiders of the rain world fandom

[serpentface]

Full ref outline of the main White Calf characters, a dysfunctional noble family and two monks, all tied with the titular sacrificial wild oxen calf.

Left to right: Couya Haidamane, Faiza Haidamane, Janeys Haidamane, Hibrides Haidamane (née Uryashta), Brakul 'Red-Dog', Palo Apolynnon, Tigran Otto.

Design notes and very brief character summaries below the cut

Couya Haidamane

Odonii priestess, assigned to the sacrificial white calf, pretty sure that God has chosen her as Its emissary. Half sister to Faiza and Janeys. Constantly three seconds away from killing Janeys with a rock. Friends with Hibrides.

Has an awkward demeanor, doesn't talk much, borderline humorless, both intentionally and inadvertently intimidates those around her, regarded as strange and unsettling, very much in her own head most of the time.

32 years old.

Wardi and Titen-Wardi, born and raised in the city of Wardin.

5’9’, yellow-brown eyes, light brown hair, lanky muscular build

Usually wears a men’s styled robe.

Wears a standard issue Odonii's veil and headband.

Almost always carrying her pistol with no sheath, and usually positions it to be prominently exposed.

Often wears her hair unbraided, which is somewhat unconventional.

Terminal resting bitch face and signature cold, dead eyed stare.

Has a mole on the left side of the face, above the lip.

Routine bloodletting scars on the side of her left index finger.

Doesn't wear jewelry unless she has to.

Faiza Haidamane

Senior Odonii priestess, personal friend of the king and a de-facto leader of the pilgrimage, sister of Janeys and half sister to Faiza. Just desperately trying to make sure everything goes alright.

Skilled with diplomacy, shrewd and pragmatic, charismatic and confident, has a bit of a martyr complex about protecting those around her and enjoys power.

35 years old.

Wardi and Titen-Wardi, born and raised in the city of Wardin.

5’6’’, gray eyes, brown hair, wiry build

Hair is almost always braided and worn down the front.

Wears a standard issue Odonii's veil and headband.

Likes to keep her arms bare, and usually wears her cloak around the waist outside of blazing sun or very cold conditions.

Wears a lapis lazuli necklace

Has a serpent pelatoche bracelet she wears on her left wrist, a gift from the king Stavis Amanti.

Really likes the color blue (blue clothing is typical wear for Odonii but it's a thing for her specifically)

Routine bloodletting scars on her lower left forearm.

Janeys Haidamane

Unaccomplished wealthy brat mercenary, is in command of 25 soldiers entirely due to nepotism via Faiza. Married to Hibrides and sworn brother/lover to Brakul.

Generally regarded as unpleasant and an all-around jackass, perpetually anxious and spiteful, superstitious and intensely religious, low self esteem.

34 years old.

Wardi and Titen-Wardi, born and raised in the city of Wardin.

5’6’’, gray eyes, brown hair, wiry and stocky build

Upper arms, thighs, chest and back are covered in razor scars inflicted by Brakul.

He and Brakul have a matching scar through their left eyebrow.

Routine bloodletting scars on his palms and left thumb.

Hair is usually worn slicked back with (obnoxiously scented) oil. When untreated, it’s wavy and falls in a part down the middle.

Has sideburns and a thin beard on his chin. This is the full extent of facial hair he can grow.

Almost always wearing at least one pelatoche charm, usually as a cloak clasp.

He and Faiza look very alike and can pass for twins.

He and Couya share a signature dead eyed stare

Hibrides Uryashta

Daughter of an Erubinnos chancellor, brought along with the wives of noblemen attending the pilgrimage. Miserably married to Janeys. Has a strained platonic emotional affair with Brakul. Friends with Couya.

Shy and somewhat lonely, very nervous about her presentation, very intelligent, frequently condescending, puts up a serious and tough front but is very sensitive. Heavily germaphobic.

5’2’’, hazel eyes, dark brown hair, delicate build

Yuroma-Wardi, born and raised in the city of Erubinnos.

29 years old.

Always well protected from the sun, rarely seen outside without a hat or veil.

Her hair is kept in very long braids, worn down the back.

Wears closed toed high heeled shoes, which keep the wearer away from dirty city streets.

Usually bedecked in jewelry, especially fond of pearls. Has a particularly fine odatochent necklace.

Really likes wading birds and ducks, a lot of her clothes have bird motifs.

Routine bloodletting scars on her right thumb.

Brakul 'Red-Dog' (actual full title- Brakul virsum Kuligan et Borunil an Briyonis ne-Taig an Bict-Urbinnas)

Originally of the Bict-Urbinnas people and considered a 'heathen' by most compatriots, mercenary with a passion for riding sports. Mostly present on the pilgrimage due to nepotism by proxy. Illegitimate father of Hibrides' children, sworn brother/lover of Janeys.

Usually quiet and placid, calculating and thoughtful, prone to startlingly intense emotional outbursts and fits of melancholy and just really fucking annoying self-pity.

37 years old.

Bict-Urbinnas, born and raised in southeastern Greathill in the Erubin River Valley.

6’2’’, brown eyes, light red-brown hair, heavyset muscular build.

Doesn’t particularly like cloaks, and usually wears a less common tunic over his robes.

Has tattoos- clan identifiers on his face and family history on his upper arms, a purely decorative dog over his heart.

Usually keeps his arms covered in public to minimize annoying questions about aforementioned tattoos

Face and forehead is frequently sunburnt, a problem of his own creation (he doesn’t like hats)

Usually wears riding boots and spurs.

Head shaved close to the scalp

His upper arms, shoulders, chest, back and thighs are covered in razor scars inflicted by Janeys. The dog tattoo is avoided.

Matching eyebrow scarification with Janeys.

Palo Apolynnon

Newly initiated Galenii monk, son of glass traders from Godsmouth, assigned with Tigran to the sacrificial white calf.

Thoughtful and analytical, somewhat catty and vain, suspicious of others and slow to trust. He's going through several personal crises that have him under a lot of stress, and has a fairly pleasant (if guarded) personality under normal circumstances.

23 years old.

Kos-Wardi, childhood spent in the imperial city of Godsmouth with a few years in Kosov.

5’10’’, brown eyes, light ash-brown hair, very skinny, lanky build

Has dark purplish-gray patches on his skin from use of hidije in his youth, an (ineffective) alchemical treatment for epilepsy

Only wears his sunglasses in particularly bright conditions/around water (having picked up on sunlight on water being a trigger)

Large forehead and long face.

Benefits socially from not being visually identifiable as a eunuch, though his facial hair has stopped growing.

Usually keeps his hair in a single braid, wrapped around the front (somewhat unconventional)

Has one iron ring per ear, showing he is a 1 year Galenii initiate.

Usually wearing a standard issue Galenii robes, cloak, and sash.

Tigran Otto

Galenii monk since the age of 11, son of immigrant Ubiyan laborers, assigned with Palo to the sacrificial white calf.

Nervous, cowardly, impulsive, a fast and excessive talker, superstitious, very book-smart but devastatingly foolish in action.

19 years old.

Ubiyan, born in a farming village on the Brilla river, has lived in the city of Wardin since the age of 11.

4’11’’, brown eyes, brown hair, short and heavyset build

Perpetually sweaty

He has five iron rings per ear, a sign of a fully initiated Galenii.

His features are considered soft and androgynous, and he is easily visually identified as a eunuch.

Keeps his head shaved to stubble.

Usually wearing a standard issue Galenii robes, cloak, and sash.

Wears a Galenii ceremonial dagger and routinely takes it out to fidget with it.

[fitzselfships]

I have been thinking about this a lot today. Out of all of my f/os I have had the most dreams about Zooble. Even when the dreams aren't necessarily self ship related it is still at least mentioned that I am in love with them. Speaking of which I have had the most self ship related dreams about them too!!! (I used to not have self ship dreams often but now I'm having at least one or two just about every week)

[saturfied]

i was showing my sister, 'the paradise of thorns' announcement of premiering at the tiff, and then i read out the full form she just went - "oh. i was confused what kind of .tiff format was it being released in-" di please😭✋️

[tianshiisdead]

u may ask me ‘why do you never draw japan if japan is ur favourite’ well the answer to that is that i also hate him and throw him against the wall daily. do i love him more than i hate him? who knows.

But, I do think it’s a little sad i never get around to Japanposting. i have a lot of thoughts, a lot of fascination, some of it a little morbid. Japan lies at the center of my historical interests and yet never quite within them: colonialism in Northeast Asia and postcolonial modernity. Even when outside of the room and not in the conversation, its presence is always looming just beyond the margins, always heavy, and usually bitter. I’m fascinated with what colonialism did to East Asia, and what colonialism did to Japan, the metropole. I’m fascinated by the rocky road to modernity and the ways nonwestern imperialism dresses itself in the language of liberation. I’m fascinated, if equally disgusted, by the gendering of nations and ethnicities in the eyes of both its self and other, the national-relations-as-romance depictions in then-popular propaganda films, in the blurry margins of intra-regional popular culture movements in wartime, and the cultures that emerge from surviving under a colonization that must have felt as though it would never end.

And when I think about it and consider painting, it leaves me a little wistful but also a little lost on how to approach art of Keekoo. I study this history’s shadow, I build my thoughts through a series of absences, I view it by viewing what it has done and the things it’s created - and destroyed. But… I am interested! I have a lot of strong feelings about this character. His contradictions are fascinating to me, even a little intimate. I worry I build him too much from my own viewpoint, poisoned by my family’s history as colonized, I worry that when I carve out what I think he should be I can’t help but focus too much on the shadows created rather than the object itself creating them.

But angst aside I do want to come up with a painting focusing on Kiku and Japan itself and not just having him ominously off screen somewhere LOL

[solace-seekers]

soemtimes the college experience is having your professor personally email you to tell you the exam went okay cause a ta noticed you crying during the final <3

[tmnt-obsessed-ace]

*SHAKES YOU*

I LOVED THAT CROSSOVER SNIPPET OHMYGOD???

LIKE- IM SO GIDDY,,,YOU GOT VAN DOWN PERFECTLY!!! AAAA- IM LITERALLY SO SANE ABOUT THIS

Glad you liked it

[ilovelotsofthings]

Afton Family Movie Star Au:

Started: 2/23/2022

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So you all know those many fanfics in many fandoms where the characters are famous and then those subsets that go into the non glamorous part

This is that au

This is not a very happy universe (Like canon Fnaf is /s)

There is going to be the normal child death and abuse (those novels) with it being worse Only if I commit to making it worse

==

So background is that William and his Wife Carol are actors and were child stars

Same with his siblings except they didn't become big like him. That is because they were born 1954 (Elisa), 1960 (Oliver), and 1967 (Roselle)

So Carol and him got married at 18 during the filming of a movie. 

They had been coworkers and friends since they were 6.

So at 19 Carol gave birth to Michael. Who was immediately passed on to his dad's parents.

Michael was born 1968 and was raised with his uncle and aunt to also be a child star.

He didn't become as popular and was used in few films and commercials.

Michael was just hard to work with as he just wanted to learn about anything and everything.

Also he just sucked at being in front of the camera. 

Next up is that William and Carol in 1972 gave birth to Elizabeth to whom they kept and showed off as the perfect family.

Elizabeth was planned and announced unlike Michael who they just had Carol hide, give birth and come back.

They are getting great movie roles and TV shows.

Life is going great so far.

Michael isn't acting yet and just gets to grow up in not 100% spotlight

(The Afton family is popular because 1 big star and 3 smaller stars. William is just more important in the public's eyes)

The Afton family (in all aspects) are rich and never financially in trouble.

The younger aftons don't have to do anything (well Elizabeth will in the future but at the moment she doesn't)

Life goes great for 1 year when Carol starts to hit that max amount of stress when a year later she finds out she is pregnant. She is having a mental breakdown after 2 and ½ decades of acting.

Also not just acting but Carol was an accident that neither parent wanted so they used her for money and once she was married off and they didn't need her anymore they had more kids.

They replaced her with new kids born 1970 and 1972.

In 1975 C.C Evan Afton is born. 

The public knows about him so they cannot just say he is another sibling of William's 

(Michael would be about 7 or 8 and being raised as William's youngest sibling)

Public at this point is weary of Carol as she has been having problems for years at that point.

Elizabeth is happy to have a sibling though she wanted a sister.

Elizabeth is 3 at that point in time.

William's career is doing great while Carol's is going down the drain

After the birth Carol wants nothing to do with CC and just gives him ro William.

Once she is healed she just locked herself in a bedroom.

She would only leave to go to parties. Drinking and Drugs.

Carol wanted something more after decades.

William now has 2 kids and a wife who wants nothing to do with them.

Well he had a nanny but fired her because she was stealing

This is where Henry and Charlie (born 1972). Newly hired Nanny and his daughter who can be friends with the kids.

So Charlie and Elizabeth became fast friends and played whenever Elizabeth wasn't acting.

In 1976 Carol almost overdosed and when she got better she vowed to stay clean and then divorced William.

She very quickly met someone new (totally not someone she was cheating William on with. No /s). They married and moved very far away as soon as the divorce was final.

The divorce went quick because she didn't want custody and only wanted a few million.

William said sure. He didn't quite care

She had 4 kids in 1978, 1980, and 1984. Twin boys in 1980 and girls in 1984 and 1978.

Also in 1978, Elizabeth and Michael met.

They met because of a party William threw and invited his family.

All minors were to hang out somewhere else. So all of them (Charlie, Afton Kids, and Roselle) just talk and play games.

Just some lighthearted stuff before their lives go to the gutter within the next 5 years.

Well actually there were other kids but they were allowed to run around. Aftons and Charlie are just special. It is their house after all

(A kid did go "missing" at the party. Large house and all with people not watching their kids)

At this point in the timeline very few kids have gone missing. Especially since it would be suspicious if it happened at every party.

So after that Michael and Roselle don't get to hang out with them anymore.

Between 1978 and 1983 Elizabeth got a role in a sitcom as the youngest daughter. It ran for only 5 years and did pretty well.

Until the mother actress was found dead.

They just decided to air what they had and not film anymore.

Also in between 1978 and 1983 CC was sent to a boarding school as William didn't want to raise him.

Michael simply in that time has eased out of acting and is now just acting as a normal teen and drawing.

Also in between that time nothing interesting happened to Charlie (yet)

[Forgot to say that Charlie and Elizabeth are homeschooled]

More kids and adults have died in that time. Quite a bit more too.

It is obviously William killing them. All of it is for fun.

Elizabeth is shining under all the attention. She does miss CC though. 

Police are trying to solve all these murders they just are not doing so good.

2/23/2022

[jadeneppy]

Chokws on a chocolate cupcake

[hrrycore]

now how did i manage to fuck this up within only a month

[satansappendix]

fhrrrerrhrhghrgegheehehewehthete5eg

[kirislovelygf]

make us proud (sevika x reader)

warning!! season ii act iii spoilers ahead!! read at ur own risk :)

contents: you and sevika are dating. takes place post piltover-noxian war (act 3) jinx is gone :( but isha is alive!! you, sevika, and isha are a little family. nicknames, fluff, arguments, sevika's stubborn but she loves you a lot so

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the war between piltover and the noxians was brutal. zaunites bled in a fight that wasn’t theirs. but piltover and zaun become united as they once were and defeat the enemies now there’s a bright future for zaunites. 

when caitlyn invited sevika to the kiramann house, she was scared. her first thought was she was about to be arrested.

she held the letter in her hand and i asked to read it. it sounded much better on paper than how she reacted. 

“maybe she wants to settle some treaty.” i said to her. she walked behind the bar and pulled out a bottle of whiskey only god knows how old. 

“don’t make me laugh.” she grumbled. she pulled out a glass and then struggled to pull the cork off the bottle. 

i sighed and took the bottle from her, pulling the cork off with ease. “let’s just go and hear her out. she thanked you after the battle, remember?” i said, pouring the heavy whiskey into the glass. 

“i could've done that..” she muttered. “please, let’s go. i’ll come with-” 

“no.” she said. 

i scoffed. “just like that?” 

“what if she gets you arrested too? i’m not gonna break you out, i’m telling you now.” she said, raising the glass to her lips. 

i sighed out. “what if she wants to help us? she wouldn't be asking us to go to her house if she wanted to arrest us, she would have sent enforcers down here by now.” i said. 

she scrunched her face slightly from the drink before putting it down. she stared at the ground, ideas and thoughts and possibilities conflicting. 

“it says she wants to talk to you about something new and.. innovative. says you have the sense of leadersh- did you even read this whole thing?” i snapped before looking at the paper again. 

she rolled her eyes. “i might have skimmed it..” she mumbled. i looked at her again.

“vika, this could be life-changing. we have to go.” i said. she let out a heavy sigh. 

“this is the opportunity you’ve been fighting your whole life for.” i said to her. she looks up at me slightly. 

she sighs out heavily before downing the rest of the whiskey and nodding. “okay, i'll go.” 

i smield. “yes!” i clapped my hands together, to which she rolled her eyes to. 

“i don’t know how you survived that battle.” 

“and killed more noxians than you. alright, let’s go!” i jumped off the bar stool and ran out the bar. 

we went to the kiramann house together and caitlyn and vi greeted us at the front steps. 

i wnet and hugged vi quickly before going back to stand by sevika again. sevika glared them both down while caitlyn rubbed her hands together nervously. 

“thank you so much for coming.” she smiled. i smiled back and looked up at sevika. she just simply nodded. 

“come inside, please.” caitlyn sputtered. vi took her hand and they walk in together. i look at sevika and n judge her to follow. she looked up at the castle-like mansion with awe. 

i don't remember that last time she willingly came up here. 

we followed caitlyn to some lounge area with a fireplace. there was a desk in front of a giant bookshelf. in fact, most of the walls were just tall bookshelves. sunlight poured in from the fancy gold-lined windows. 

“the reason i sent you the letter was first, to thank you for your help. piltover would have fallen if you hadn’t led the zaunites into battle to help us.” she started. 

sevika nods. “it’s our city too” she muttered. “and of course, we have jinx and ekko to thank…” i added. 

vi’s face softens when i mention jinx. but caitlyn quickly diverts the conversation. “yes, of course, well.. the other reason i invited you is because i have a proposition for you.” she said.

she looks at vi. “vi helped me realize i need to use my position to give zaunites a voice. to give you a voice, sevika and y/n.” she said, lookign at us.

sevika and i glance at each other. 

“there’s space on the council for one more councilperson. vi suggested you take the spot, sevika." she said.

“what.” sevika and i gasped. "are you serious?" i asked, lookign at vi. she gives a slight nod.

“you are a symbol of hope and loyalty. you know exactly what zaunites need and how to get rid of shimmer so your people can thrive again.” she said. 

“the council needs someone who has seen the pain firsthand.” she continued. “but it’s.. it’s up to you if you would like to take up the responsibility.. and of course, every councilperson needs an assistant...” she gestures to me. 

“so i don't get a seat on the council?” 

her eyes go wide and she glances at vi. “oh.. um-" vi chuckled softly.

“nah, i’m just fuckin wit ya.” i smiled. she laughed nervously while vi rolled her eyes. 

“well? sevika?” i smiled, looking up at her. she was still in shock from the offer.  

“i think.. i um..” she stuttered. caitlyn nodded. “why don't you take a moment to disuss this? and let me know what you decide." she starts to step out of the room.

"the choice is yours, but i truly do hope you join the council, sevika. you’d help a lot of lives.” she said softly. 

she nods at her and caitlyn left the room, vi walking slowly behind her. i look up at sevika and stand in front of her. i waited for the door to close to talkto sevika.

“vika, you have to say yes!” i whisper-yelled. 

“i can-t.. i don’t- ugh, it's just-” i noticed vi didn’t leave the room and she went and stood by me. 

“did she ask you?” she looks at vi. “i’m not old enough. you gotta be like a hundred.” she joked. 

sevika rolled her eyes and started walking out the door to leave. “vika, she was just kidding!” i said. 

“i'm serious. you think i’m about to become a pawn in piltover’s game? what would our people think if they saw me sitting at that table?” 

i laughed in disbelief. “vika, this is.. so amazingly huge. how can you not see this as a good thing? let me remind you that there has never ever once been a zaunite councilperson. you have the rare chance to make real change.” i continued. 

she keeps her back to me, staring a the door. i look at vi. “say something.”

she sputtered. “uh-sevika, you..” she takes a second to think. “i seriously can’t think of anyone better fit for the job than you. that’s why i suggested to caitlyn it be you.” she said. i nodded and looked to sevika. 

she looks back angrily. “you told her to do this. i bet even a topsider like her would rather die than have someone like me sitting next to her.”

vi sighs. “vika, come on.” i begged. 

“i’ll see you at home.” she muttered. she slams the door behind her and the stomping of her boots fades to silence. vi and i look at each other. 

“i’m sorry.. i thought she’d jump at a chance like this.” i told her. 

“me too.” vi nodded. caitlyn comes back into the room and her face scrunches when she sees that sevika left. 

vi and i look at her carrying a tray of a teapot and four cute teacups “oh!” aw, she’s so cute. 

“uh.. what did she say?” she asked, putting the tray down on the coffee table in front of the fireplace. we walked over to her. 

“she needs a little time to think it over, caitlyn.” i said to her. “oh.. of course. please let her know to take her time.” she nodded 

"i will.." i smiled and couldn't help myself. i jumped into a hug, wrapping my arm tightly around ber. “but thank you, thank you so much!” i said. “you have no idea how much this means for us.” 

she laughs awkwardly but returns the hug. i pull away from her and she holds my hands. “piltover has done enough damage in the lanes. it’s time we pick up the mess one step at a time. and that step is you and sevika.” she said. 

i smiled at her and thanked her again before going to take my leave. i assumed vi was gonna come with but when i looked to see if she was following, her and caitlyn had their foreheads pressed together and then they kissed. 

“aw..” i mumbled before quickly taking my exit. i strode through the messed up streets of piltover and then zaun where the sunlight gradually grew less and less. 

i found sevika at this tent some enforcers set up in the square. people came to get fixed up, get some medicine, to get some rest. 

while i maneuvered my way through e crowds of people in bandages and walking on crushed, i found sevika. 

weirdly enough, physically helping people. she was crouched down in front of a gurney where a little girl was with blue hair was sat. sevika had just finished wrapped a bandage around isha's ankle.

“isha!” i called out. her gorgeous light brown eyes lit up and she jumped off the make-shift gurney to run to me. “aw, my baby!” i laughed out as she jumped into my arms. i held her head gently before pulling back to look atv her. 

i picked her up and saw sevika walking over. “i thought i told you not to run.” she said to isha. she looks down at her ankle. 

“what happened here?” i asked. 

“twisted it running away. thankfully, some of these crazies were sane enough to take her here, where she's been resting the past couple days.” she said. 

i look up at isha’s scratched face. “you’re a brave little one, damn.” i said, shaking her, making her bounce. she laughs and i put her down. she walks back to her gurney and sist where sevika nd i follow her. 

i hung around until sundown and a medic said isha was good to go home. 

sevika and i walked home to my palace while she carried a sleepy isha in her arm. 

“vika, about today..” i started. 

she sighed out. “i know you have no reason to trust caitlyn. or anyone in piltover. none of us do.” i said. 

she stares ahead. “but you can make so much more change while sitting at that table than you have in the last twenty years.” 

“you make me sound way older than i actually am, i just turned 34 like a month ago.” 

i glared at her and sped up so i could stand in front of her. “i’m serious. you’re worried about how people would look at you if you were on the council but why is that a bad thing? i bet zaunites would be ecstatic to see someone just like them get to represent them up there.” 

she blinks and looks down. then her gaze shifts to a sleeping isha. i smiled softly before inching closer to her. 

“you’ll help little girls like her. people like us. don’t you think she deserves more than this?” she looks at our surroundings. 

the dirty alleys, the lanes she grew up in, where we looked death in the eye multiple times. 

hints of shimmer laced on the walls, on the ground, in the air, in the food and water. anyone who was born in the lanes inhaled shimmer at least once, whether on purpose or not. 

sevika looks down at me and nods. “fine. i’ll do it.” 

i smiled. “really?” 

“for her.” she looks at isha as she stirs in her sleep. i cupped her face in my hands, my arms extended since she was so much taller than me. "and for you.. i guess."

she leaned her forehead against mine before i hugged her. she didn't have her mechanical arm anymore, so she just let her head rest on mine. 

the next day, the two of us were standing behind the doors that led to the council room. i’ve never seen sevika so nervous before. 

i step in front of her and move strands of her hair out of the way of her eyes. “you could’ve cleaned up a bit before your first day, vika.” i pat off the lint from her maroon cape, covering her missing arm.

"gotta look your best for these topsiders." i fix her hair a bit again.

she chuckled softly. my hands fell down and held her face. “thank you for convicing me this is a good idea.” 

she hums, leaning into the touch of my palm. i pulled her face down slightly to kiss her, even then having to get on my toes. her hand slips around my waist to pull me closer. 

i pulled away to rest my forehead against hers. i pull away from her and step beside her. 

“i’m not worthy enough to open the doors, a councilwoman has to do it..” i smirked. 

“tch.. come one.” she shakes her head and follows her. she slams open the giant doors. i winced at the sudden sunlight from the giant windows but kept walking behind her. 

i pulled her seat out for her and she nodded as a thank you before taking her seat at the end of a half-circle table. i stood beside her as she took her seat. 

i look around at the other council people, giving us dirty looks. a moment later, caitlyn comes in. 

“everyone, i’d like you to meet our newest member of the council. councilwoman sevika, representing the lanes.” she said, her heeled boots clicking on the polished granite floors. 

“i expect everyone to give her and her assistant a warm welcome.” she said. she comes up to me and pats my shoulder. 

the council people didn’t look at sevika any differently than before caitlyn walked in. 

change for the lanes, change for isha, was not about to come easily or quickly.

i wondered what jinx would think of sevika sitting here if she were alive now. and how isha was going to grow up as i watched an airship fly past the council building into the blue sky. 

a/n: OMGGGG i am so proud sevika got a seat at teh council as her ending, i was so proud of her!!!! <33

[myownvomit]

Tfa and tfp crossover but it’s just tfp megs getting cucked.

Like imagine tfa megs meeting tfp optimus ANS seeing him for the first time and thinking ‘damn I’m gonna put babies in him’ and as he begins getting to know them he realizes that optimus is not like his optimus who is a nobody.

Optimus is a large mech the same size as him and he has a large chassis and wide hips perfect for birthing sparklings so immediately he begins to try and court him. Unfortunately for optimus tfa Megatron is just like Megatronus charismatic, charming, and can sweet talk him for hours but optimus dosent give in ‘yet’ he’s a strong willed mech so of course he won’t fall for some sweet words and a couple of touches.

But he does one day (tfa) Megatron manages to catch him alone, slowly approaching him he begins to declare his love for him and goes on a rant on how compatible they are, which begins to cause optimus to become warm.

It isn’t until Megatron mentions on how many sparklings he can shove up optimus forge that makes optimus break and finally give up on his moral code and giving in to his desires.

“You’ve been lonely far to long..let me take care of you” Megatron whispered in a deep husky voice.

As they approached eachother Megatron grabbed optimus by the hips and pulled him close, interlocking their lips together. Megatron pressed his knee on optimus panels and gently rubbed which caused him to let out a weak whimper as his already hot and leaky panels began to ache more.

“Please..” as optimus muttered a simple beg, Megatrons engine revved at his voice and was taking a painful sense of self restraint to not hop on the mech rip off his panels and thrust into him right then and there.

Eventually they made it to the warlords hideout and took him to his throne room where he sat on his throne and watched as eagerly as the prime began to take off his panels and let out needy whimpers as he did the same.

When tfp Megatron found out about this he wnet on a rage nearby killing everyone in his sight until he stopped and went on a depressive episode for a few months

[spirit-lanterns]

goddamn feixiao looks so handsome.......... the look over her shoulder...... her look wnet straight to my pussy i want her to breed me fill me up with her pups....... 👉👈

Feixiao so handsome that just one look from her can make a girl pregnant 🫣

I guess her form of “protection” would be sunglasses to cover her eyes? Though, just Feixiao’s entire appearance is enough to get you pregnant. Her smile, her body, her muscles. I wouldn’t be surprised if she were capable of breeding you by just existing in the same room as you 😵‍💫😵‍💫

[iminaworldofpureimagination]

.. I thought he was hilarous.. he gave off I want to be a GANGSTER vibes .. people also forget this boy is a cocky shithead.. and kinda dumb.. but that what makes him FUN.

Atla fandom stop woobifying Zuko challenge. Y’all need to rewatch the first season that guy was a shitty person. That was the best part of his character, he was AWFUL.