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puppppppppy · 10 months ago
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Atla live action 😐
#thats my honest reaction 😐#to be fair ive only seen 20 minutes of the s1 finale bc my parents are watching it but. mmmmm kinda mid#like. the casting is definitely an improvement since the last time they tried a live action but it feels like the writing falls flat#or maybe im being harsh bc ive only heard negative criticism on it beforehand. but fr anytime u bring up the original its already#good and not just because its the original. so much fucking detail went into it to the point of someone noticing azula wielding mai's knive#to how well thought out irohs character is used as a way of uniting the cast especially as zukos foil#i heard that sokkas sexism was toned down and i have to agree that feels like a cheap move. like i get WHY they think it would be better#but its not about how that reflects on real world its about how it affects the story. sokka starts out as a misogynistic asshole because#it makes it that much more impactful when he changes. toning that down makes it flatter and makes his character development weak#and someone pointed out they didnt even make him wear the kyoshi warrior uniform and i know it feels like such a small detail but#come on man. they did that in the original because not only does it help him really walk in their shoes - wearing 'feminine' clothing and#makeup and having suki explain its significance but it also ties in with the shows theme of harmony and intersectionality#i was also disappointed when they had the fire sages explain how the water tribe draws power from the moon because in the original it was#IROH who explained it to aang and everyone else BECAUSE we as the audience is under the impression hes with the 'bad guys'#and it builds up to how he learned from the other nations which reconciles his past as a war general and his character overall#AND its an excellent starting point for the cast and audience to understand how the nations arent as closed off as you would think#plus you would think its only fire nation doing propaganda but they expanded on that with earth kingdom censorship and it WORKS#a lot of things in the live action also feel arbitrary like. they gave momo a near death experience for 5 minutes for no reason#im firmly on the stance of bringing back filler moments instead of putting major events right after each other so that u give your#audience a sense of time passing and to really absorb the story. but i think thats more like shock value than filler and yeah its a small#thing to gripe about but those things build up and its really annoying. the thing abt avatar filler moments is that however small#its at least meaningful. hell even the beach episode emphasizes how isolated zuko and his friends are as child soldiers#i also swore to never watch the first live action since it was that bad but i really liked the stylized tattoos they used for aang#anyway. those arejust my thoughts. im not gonna watch the rest because im a ride or die for the original aftr growing up and#rewatching it at least 20 times as a kid. but theres definitely room for improvement and i wish ppl wouldnt take it as 'better' just cuz#netflix is adapting it. i wouldve killed for them to just reanimate the entire avatar series and touch NOTHING ELSE no redub#no changes to the story. just reanimate the thing and leave the rest alone and youd make easy money just the same#ALSO its very jarring not hearing jack desena and dante basco voicing sokka and zuko cause their voices were the most recognizable to me#i get that its because its live action but im allowed to feel a little sad abt that. and uncle irohs accent was really soothing#yapping
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deadghosy · 9 months ago
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🌊⛰️🔥🌪️
MODERN! READER WITH GAANG
𖤓PROMPT: you fell inside your comfort show.
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✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩it was during book 2, you were happy to see toph show her father that she can take care of herself. You had wished to see it in person. And booom! You were suddenly in the show where you can see Aang get busted free from the metal cage.
✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩after the whole fight scene, toph noticed you and pointed you out. You knew there was no chance in running, so you outed yourself out. By calmly saying you are from another world. As much as you sounded crazy, they laughed while Toph knew you weren’t lying by your heart rate. You showed them your phone and that’s when the main Trio stops laughing and got curious
✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩Sokka most definitely will ask if the ladies back in your time era are attractive, you said yes and this boy was asking to see what they look like on your phone 😭
✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩and that’s how you got into the gaang. You were the therapist of the group, always listening to their troubles and helping them with all the knowledge you knew about their characters.
✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩katara always likes to rant about her day to you, and you don’t mind which makes her feels comfortable around her. Book 1 katara was very open on making friends. Book 2, I’ll say the same. If you had meet book 3 katara, YOU BETTER HAD PRAY FOR MERCY LMAO.
✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩aang likes to play with you with his airbending, and you enjoy the hell out of it. Literally you would smile with the brightest smile, and Aang smiles with you along. Just two sunshines having fun.
✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩toph likes how you taught her swear words. You and toph curse like sailors😈 lmao. Aang accidentally got influenced and that make katara step in and shut shit down 😭😭.
✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩you love appa and momo! These furry cuties love you too as appa always licks your face when you show up. Momo sometimes leaps on your shoulders, maybe even trying to share a fruit with you.
✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩Aang steals your big shirts, and you would try to match with him which makes him even like you more as a friend. You turn into his best friend right there and now.
✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩with you being a non-bender..protectiveness is to the roof! Literally even if you can fight. There’s still bending that can take you down without a single thought. The people who at your body guards are Aang, toph, Katara, and Zuko. The four powerful benders. But the ones who stick the most are Zuko and toph. Toph because she likes how fierce your personality is. Zuko, Zuko is just himself. Plus he needs more friends.
✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩Zuko awkwardly ask you a lot of questions from your generation. Like a lot to the point you grabbed his lips shut. That’s when Zuko knew, you weren’t playing games.
✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩headcannon on zuko and you just being awkward teens not knowing how to start the conversation so all he starts off is, “so, is war a thing in your world?” The way you gave him a wild side glance.
✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩I can see you making the gaang learn slangs LMAO. You made katara understand the wordings of “What you being messy for?” And she started to use on toph and Sokka 😭😭 you’d probably give Aang a short ass but wholesome slang.
✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩if you had curly hair, and not some katara curly hair iykwim. I mean like 4c ass hair that I possibly have 😭. I can see katara just amazed and ask in g to comb it which you quickly say no to. Toph, just stands there but probably does touch it when bored. People who ask to touch it is suki, Zuko, and Aang. Those three are people who I can see ask before doing it. Sokka will ask, but will touch it as it ask after 🧍🏾
✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩big headcannon Sokka training you on sword fighting, but then Zuko comes in because Sokka is apparently “showing” you the wrong way lol.
✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩suki most definitely would love to teach you her ways of fighting. Plus chi blocking. Once you mastered it, she would take it up a notch and have you spar with her. In honor of her teaching, you agree. You had the upper hand until she practically cheated by distracting you. Making you lose your focus, she nailed you down. But in all warfare, it was full of laughter and friendship.
✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩imainge you showing them that “car” comercial..(of course toph can’t see it lmao) 😭 ZUKO PROBABLY BURNT YOUR PHONE 😨 ALL BECAUSE HE GOT SCARED
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gunpowder-gemini · 2 months ago
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Hi I have many many thoughts on Dandadan and where specific characters are going in the story, so incoming ramble posts lol. I've got thoughts on Okarun, Turbo Granny and Kinta specifically.
WARNING: SPOILERS FOR THE MANGA THROUGH CH. 175
First up: Okarun!
So obviously he's lost his turbo granny powers bc he's a good boy who keeps promises, but him having yokai curse powers is like, half the concept of the manga right? (The other half being Momo getting powers due to alien abduction). So clearly, he's gonna get them back because we can't just have one of our two main characters permanently sidelined. The question is just HOW.
I'm pretty sure Turbo Granny is gonna come back, she's a major supporting character and she had a whole little montage panel of Reasons To Stay despite her saying she has none but I'll get into that in a different post lol. HOWEVER! I don't think she's gonna give Okarun her powers again. I mean, they're HERS. And she just spent all that time getting them back why would she give them away again? So Okarun can fight? She can use her powers way better than he can, so if they're needed SHE'LL use them.
I think Okarun is gonna develop his own spiritual powers like Momo's.
In the recent chapters it's gone out of the way to highlight how ridiculously fit Okarun is now. Like, SUPER fit. Most obviously in the fitness tests, where he blew everyone out of the water:
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But also in the fight against the pygmies he easily kept up with Aira, who was in her yokai form at the time.
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Which I mean, it makes sense that he got fit - he's been fighting for his life as an after-school hobby lol. Obviously continually training to handle Turbo Granny's powers AND fighting things would result in him getting incredibly fit. But they've like REALLY emphasized it these past few chapters. It feels like they're really calling attention to it, you know?
But that in and of itself isn't the real reason I suspect he's got his own spiritual powers. It's actually because he can enter Empty Space.
So per the Serpoians, Empty Space is something aliens create that only pulls in humans with high spiritual power so the aliens can capture and study them. It's why once Aira got her acro silky powers she could enter Empty Space.
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Okarun's high spiritual power wasn't his, it was Turbo Granny's. He was able to enter Empty Space because he had her power, but without it he's just a normal kid. So once he gave it back he should be unable to enter Empty Space. And yet:
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He's gets pulled into Empty Space to fight the pygmies. He himself calls that out as strange! He shouldn't be able to! He doesn't have Granny's power! But there he is! So he must still have high spiritual power!
I think he spent such a long time with Turbo Granny's full power inside him, utilizing it so frequently, that it changed him. Either it awakened latent spiritual power within him or left behind an imprint of itself, I'm not sure lol. But I think he's developed his own version of Turbo Granny's power. I think it'll be a bit different from her, but still similar (I don't think they're gonna give him a completely different power ya know?). I suspect it'll come with a cool form change to his yokai form, like a costume upgrade lmao.
Furthermore, I think this happened because of the Danmanra arc. During that arc, in the final fight against the Fairy-Tale card, Okarun went all out three times.
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He's never been able to do that - it's been kinda implied it would kill him. But through the ~power of love~ he managed to pull it off, and I think it is going to have an effect/consequences. I think this moment here changed him in some way, and it might be the catalyst for him developing his own version of Turbo Granny's powers.
Further to that point is Count Saint-Germain. He cornered Okarun, got him to yield and clearly intended to take his powers, but didn't.
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I suspect it's because he wanted Turbo Granny's powers, but Okarun no longer has them. I think he either doesn't know Okarun has his own powers, or he does know and is waiting for Okarun to properly awaken them before he takes them. I'm like 90% sure the Empty Space in the pygmy fight was caused by him. Empty Space is pretty clearly outlined to be an Alien Thing and while the pygmies are spirits/yokai/whatever, Count Saint-Germain is probably an alien given his affiliation with the Kur. AND he was the one who gave Keiko the knife and the mission to steal Momo's power. Since Okarun got pulled into that Empty Space, if pretty boy here didn't know Okarun has some hidden spiritual power, he sure does now.
Either way, Okarun yielding to him here is definitely a Chekov's gun that's gotta fire at some point, and I've got theories on that but I'm gonna save them for my post on Turbo Granny lol.
Anyway TLDR; I think Okarun has his own superpowers like Momo now and we're gonna see them awaken in this arc.
Thanks for reading!
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mya-valentine · 3 months ago
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Hello! Could I request platonic Class A with reader who is strong as hell and has a bone quirk. They can summon bones, make bone structures, create bone-weapons and even skeleton armies to fight for them. They fight with a pair of sickles (like Death, from the Puss In Boots: The Last Wish) to add some variety to their fighting style. They come off as a bit cold and intimidating at first because of how brutal they are on the battlefield and to villains, but they’re actually surprisingly sweet ^^.
Bones of Fury, Heart of Gold
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When you first joined Class 1-A, your bone quirk immediately set you apart from the rest. You could summon bones from your body to create weapons, structures, or even skeletal armies to fight for you. The sight of bones materializing from thin air, forming intricate and sometimes gruesome shapes, unnerved some of your classmates at first. Combined with your cold and intense demeanor during battle, you quickly earned a reputation as intimidating and even a bit scary.
Your fighting style was brutal and efficient. Wielding your dual sickles, reminiscent of a grim reaper, you carved through villains with deadly precision, summoning bones to trap, impale, or crush enemies without hesitation. Your skeletal minions were an added terror, creating a battlefield where chaos reigned as you commanded your forces with eerie calm. Some of your classmates—especially people like Mineta—would shudder after seeing you in action, unsure of how to approach you outside of battle.
But off the battlefield, you were a completely different person.
The first person to notice was Tsuyu. She caught you in a quiet moment after training, sitting alone, tending to some small wounds. “Hey,” she said in her usual calm, straightforward tone. “You okay?”
You looked up, surprised that someone had approached you so casually. You had become used to people giving you space because of your intimidating quirk. “Yeah, just a few scrapes,” you said, smiling faintly. It was a small gesture, but it was the first time anyone in the class had seen a glimpse of your softer side.
Tsuyu tilted her head. “You fight really hard out there, ribbit. But you seem different when you’re not fighting.”
You blinked, a little thrown off by her observation. “I… guess I don’t like being too harsh with people unless I have to be.” You chuckled, rubbing the back of your neck. “The villains don’t really give us a choice though, do they?”
That conversation marked the beginning of the class realizing that beneath your cold, battle-hardened exterior, you were surprisingly sweet and thoughtful.
After that, more of your classmates started warming up to you. Momo admired your discipline and dedication to mastering your quirk, often discussing different strategies with you during training. She found your ability to create bone structures fascinating and started brainstorming ways to combine her creations with your powers during team exercises.
Kirishima was all about your strength. “Dude, you’re so manly!” he’d shout during training, his eyes practically sparkling whenever you summoned your bone sickles. “I’ve never seen anyone fight like you! The way you’re able to turn your quirk into weapons is insane!”
Even Bakugou, who rarely gave compliments, would grunt approvingly after seeing you in battle. “You’re not bad,” he’d mutter, which from him was practically a glowing review.
Your skeletal army also caught the attention of the more strategic thinkers in the class. Izuku couldn’t stop muttering to himself about the potential applications of your quirk, imagining scenarios where your army could be used to protect civilians or overwhelm enemies in large-scale battles.
Outside of battle, you made a conscious effort to be kinder to your classmates, which didn’t go unnoticed. You’d offer to help with studying or step in to assist someone struggling during training. Your sweetness caught them off guard, as it was such a stark contrast to the brutal way you fought. You'd offer words of encouragement when someone was down, or give small but meaningful compliments that always lifted spirits.
“I never thought you’d be so… gentle,” Ochako admitted one day during lunch.
“Yeah,” Kaminari chimed in, “you’re like, totally terrifying on the battlefield, but you’re actually kind of a softie, aren’t you?”
You couldn’t help but laugh, a genuine, lighthearted sound that made a few of your classmates blink in surprise. “I guess I save all the scary stuff for the villains,” you said with a smirk.
Even though you had started out as intimidating and cold, your true personality began to shine through as your classmates got to know you. They realized that the brutal, bone-wielding warrior who fought with sickles like Death itself wasn’t the whole story. Beneath that exterior, you were kind, supportive, and deeply loyal to your friends.
When the class had to face a particularly tough villain during a training exercise, everyone was ready to stand by your side. “We’ve got your back,” Todoroki said, cool as always. “You don’t have to do this alone.”
With your bone army at the ready, and your classmates rallying around you, you felt more supported than ever. You might have been intimidating on the battlefield, but here, with your friends, you didn’t need to be scary. You just needed to be you.
And that was more than enough.
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coldfanbou · 1 year ago
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Mail Order Maid
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Now this is a pop-up I would want. Here is the other fic I decided on for the week. I really got airhead vibes from Momo because of this picture.
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Momo x Mreader
Browsing the internet with nothing to do, you flick through web pages and switch between apps until a notification pops up and covers your screen. "Congratulations! You've won a prize of your choice. Please make your selection." You had yet to click on anything to warrant a pop-up, but there it was. The ad was there to stay, too, as you tried to find the button to close it. A little annoyed that you can't find it after a few minutes, you restart your phone. It doesn't help; the ad reappears as soon as you unlock it. You sigh, scroll down to the bottom of the page, and click on the prize selection button. You see a bunch of small items that were pretty useless to you. You click on the mystery object, and the ad goes away on its own. You think how weird that was before putting it out of your mind. 
A few days later, a knock on the door sends you running toward it, expecting to have your new laptop waiting for you. At the front door, the delivery hands you a paper to sign; without a thought, you sign it and hand it back. He wishes you good luck before walking away with a dolly. You look outside to see a giant box. Turning in the delivery man's direction, he's out of sight, and you're left with the giant box. The box is heavy and impossible for you to move by yourself. "The least he could've done would be to leave it inside," you think to yourself. You try to pull it forward with your hands on either side of the box. You do this a few more times before the front of the box completely breaks off. As you look inside the box, you're surprised to see a woman sitting inside. She waves to you with a smile on her face. "Who are you? Why are you in a box? How long have you been in there?" You ask as you pepper the woman with questions.
"I'm Momo! It's nice to finally meet you, Master." The woman climbs out of the box, and you get your first good look at her. She has what looks to be a bandana wrapped around her head, and as your eyes move downward, they're immediately attracted to her ample bust. A shoulderless crop top squeezes her breasts together while the rest of her outfit consists of overalls. 
"Master? What are you talking about?"
"You're my master, aren't you?" Momo looks toward your door and reads the address. Pulling out a piece of paper from between her breasts, she unfolds it before showing you. "No, this is definitely the right place. You're my Master." You read the paper, which has your name and address written on it. You think it's a prank at first, but a partial receipt shows you someone paid a considerable amount to ship Momo to you. It only gave you enough information to figure that out and nothing else."What do you want to do first, Master?" 
Momo's question gets your attention, and you look back at her. She smiles at you, looking into her eyes; there's not a thought behind them. "I…get inside, please."
"Okay!" Momo says as she walks into your home. She looks around the place before sitting down on your couch. You close the front door and stare at Momo. She looks back at you and blushes. "Don't look at me like that, Master…but if you really want to… we can do it."
"What? No. How did you get here?"
"In the box?" Momo responds, trying to understand why you would ask. "Master, you need to relax. I can give you a massage if you'd like." She says as she stands up and walks to you.
"No, I don't need a massage." You try to slap away Momo's hands, but she pushes through. Once her hands reach your shoulders, you feel your stress melt away instantly and can't argue with her. Momo gets around behind you, massaging your shoulders and pressing her tits against your back. 
"It’s okay, Master." Momo calmly states. Her massage relaxes you, and you forget to ask her any questions. It was as if Momo had some special power. You tilt your head back, glancing at Momo only to see her smile. "Let's go to the shower. I can give you a better massage there." You nod your head, and Momo leads you to the bathroom. She strips you of your clothes and asks you to sit on the chair in the shower. You do as instructed and watch as Momo strips out of her clothes. She pulls off her bandana, letting her hair fall down. After that, she unlatches the button holding her overalls and lets the piece of clothing fall to the floor. Your eyes move up her legs until you see she isn't wearing underwear. Her pink pussy was out for you to see; her thighs were getting wet from her nectar. You get hard and unconsciously stroke your cock. As your eyes move upward, you catch Momo lifting her crop top, her breasts bouncing as her shirt pops above them. Once Momo's eyes reach you, they wander down and notice you're stroking yourself. "Master, let me."
 She steps into the shower and kneels before you. Her hand replaces yours; her soft, delicate fingers wrap around your shaft before she starts stroking your cock. "You're so hard, Master. Don't worry; I'll take good care of you." You start groaning, each stroke pushing you closer to your orgasm. Once precum starts to leak from your cock Momo takes a tiny lick at the tip of your cock. A jolt of pleasure rushes down your spine, and you moan loudly. Momo uses her other hand to start the shower, causing water to rain down on both of you. Following that, it finds its place by playing with your balls, squeezing them gently. "Master, you have a lot here. I'll make sure to drain you." Momo takes another lick at the head of your cock. She pauses momentarily, leaning down to kiss it before pushing your cock inside. Your new servant keeps her lips wrapped tightly around your cock, and uses her tongue to flick the head.
"Oh fuck. You're so good at this, Momo," you moan. You push on the back of her head gently, and Momo takes in more of your cock without a problem. Her hand plays with your balls as she starts to bob her head. When you look down, you see her eyes looking back at you, pleading for you to release your stress. You hold on a little longer, your cock twitches in her mouth, and seeing you weren't going to let yourself cum, Momo pushes your cock into the back of her throat. As you hit the back of her throat, you let go and spurt rope after rope of cum. Momo's mouth fills up quickly; her cheeks puff out as they fill with cum. The salty liquid leaks from the corners of her mouth before she can drink it all. The falling water clears away your cum before Momo has a chance to collect it all. 
She moves on. However, Momo stands and starts riding your thigh as she presses her breasts against you. Grabbing some soap, Momo lathers her breasts and uses them to massage your body. You feel her grind her lower body on your thigh and hear her soft moans. "I'll take good care of you, Master." Her hard nipples drag along your chest, and you start to get hard again. She feels your cock poke her legs and smiles at you. "My Master has so much energy," Momo says as she moves forward and straddles you. Your cock is trapped between your stomach and her cunt as Momo grinds against you. Your hands start to wander around Momo's body, moving down her sides before you squeeze her ass. Momo jumps a little but giggles. "Master's so naughty." Momo's breaths become labored as you continue to play with her ass. Small moans start to leave her as she rubs her cunt against you. 
"Momo, ride me." You say, commanding her.
"Yes, Master," Momo replies as she lifts herself. You rub your cock against her entrance before pulling Momo onto it. Momo's back arches as you push more of your cock in. Her warm walls are wrapped snugly around your cock; it feels as if Momo was made for you. Momo moans loudly as she finally takes your entire cock inside. She wraps her arms around you and rests her head on your shoulder as you begin thrusting. "Ahh, Master, you're so big." 
"Do you like your Master's cock?"
"I-I love it. It's the only one for me." Momo replies as she presses her chest against you.
"Good, you'll be getting a lot more of it." You moan as you start to thrust faster. You're holding onto Momo's waist, pushing her down as you buck your hips. With every thrust, you're slamming against her cervix, making Momo a quivering mess. Her walls tighten around your cock as she begins to cry out from the pleasure. You're pushing ever closer to your orgasm when you decide to kiss Momo. Her eyes shoot open, but as you hold the kiss, she begins to accept it. You begin to explore her mouth as your tongues rub against each other. 
"Mmm, Master. I'm going to cum." She says in muffled tones. You spank Momo suddenly, causing her to yelp in pain.
"We're going to cum together; hold it." 
"Yes, Master." She moans as you give her another hard strike. You stand up and press Momo against the shower wall, her legs wrap around you, and she places her hands on your shoulder. Being pinned between the wall and you leaves Momo as a fuck doll for you. You start ramming your cock deep within Momo, your thrusts going wild. Momo starts to dig her nails into your skin. "Master, please cum. I-I can't hold it much longer."
"Hold on a little bit longer." 
"I-I can't!" Momo cries as her legs tighten around you, and she orgasms. Her walls squeeze your cock, coaxing you. You give a few more thrusts before you follow Momo's lead and climax. You bury your cock in Momo, painting her walls white as you spew hot cum into her. Capturing her lips once more, Momo weakly returns it, her chest heaving and her legs dangling as she recovers. You move back and sit down, keeping Momo attached to you. You enjoy the feeling of her cunt trying to milk you for more. Some minutes pass before you lift Momo off you. After you shut off the water, you take your cock and point it toward Momo. 
"Please clean me, Momo." Momo nods along. She takes your cock in hand and drags her tongue along your shaft. Before letting go and letting your cock slap her face. She smiles to herself before taking your cock in hand again and cleaning you up. Her tongue swirls around your cock as Momo bobs her head. Once clean, she kisses your tip and tries to stand up. She nearly tumbles, but you steady her. Cum drips out from her cunt and runs along her leg. "Take a shower if you'd like, Momo." You say as you place her on the seat you used earlier.
"Thank you, Master." You leave the shower and dry yourself off. As you wait for Momo to come out, you think about the situation again. Whatever the reason for Momo to show up, you wouldn't fight it. You had a maid now that would take care of your needs. Momo soon emerges from the shower, and you order her onto your lap.
"Momo, I'm your master, right?"
"Yes,"
"Good. Then you're not allowed to wear clothes here. I want to have access to your body whenever I want."
Momo blushes, "If that's my master's order. I have to follow it." She stands up and drops her towel to the floor. You were going to enjoy your new life with your servant.
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soft-persephone · 4 months ago
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A Fresh Start 1
Mother’s Milk x Fem!Reader
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M // WC: 1.3k // warnings: eventual smut, potential descriptions of mild violence, but mostly fluff, mostly sweet, typical romcom shenanigans // masterlist
“I don’t wanna go to the party.”
You sucked in a breath, holding back a sigh of frustration.
“TT, you need to make friends.”
Life was not what it should be, especially when 8 year olds are worried about your social life and general well being.
“Momo, I’m an adult,” you started softly, mustering all the cool calm collected and comforting and safe space energy you could, “and I take care of you. Not the other way around.” You put a hand on her shoulder, sliding it up and down her back.
“Thank you for thinking about me and caring about me. I love you just as much.” You studied her, hoping you weren’t making anything worse, “but you don’t need to worry about me. There’s nothing to worry about. Go have fun with your friends and I’ll be here when you’re ready to go or the party ends. Deal?”
“Will you at least be on your best behavior?”
You sighed.
“Go play with your friends.”
“But I just—“
“Now, Mo.”
Kids. You shook your head and grabbed the tray of food you made per the list that was sent out.
“You made it!” One of the mom’s wrapped her arms around you. You did your best not to look as uncomfortable as you felt.
“Thank you for having me.” You smiled and gave her the tray.
“Uhm, Sweetie. . . What are these?”
“Pigs in a blanket. Slightly charred A grade beef sausages, the mini ones of course, wrapped in a croissant dough, dusted with a caramel Dijon mustard and pepper sauce.”
“They’re third graders.” Sheila blinked at you.
You pouted with a huff.
“They’re just pigs in a blanket!”
“Sheila stop giving her a hard time.”
“Hi, I’m Tracey.” She looked back to you with a smile.
You introduced yourself slowly to all the other parents.
“So you’re Monice’s mother?”
You squeezed your hand.
Of course they all knew. At this point who didn’t.
“Uhm,” you took a breath for courage, “I’m actually her Aunt. Her mother didn’t make it through the accident.”
That’s what you had to call it, but it was far from an accident. Your dead sister in law and your brother in critical condition in a comma is not what you call an accident. Especially, when the forces that caused it had enough power in the world to prevent it if they weren’t such careless fucks.
But you couldn't say that part out loud or you’d get sued.
Some people gasped and you wanted to shrivel up and disappear. You wanted everyone to stop looking at you like you were about to break because you were, but it’s hard to keep it all together or at least just look like it with so many eyes on you.
“How are you holding up through all this?”
“We’re uh, we’re good. Monice obviously needed some therapy after what happened, and she wouldn’t do it unless I did it with her, but I honestly needed it too.”
Someone had made you a plate.
The pasta salad was amazing and the ribs spectacular. It was good to be around your people. You ignored the growing ache of your family. You all had been in shambles since the accident. Your mother barely talked to anyone. Your father was angry, but somehow rather a calm in the eye of a storm. He was holding it together for everyone, but at his age, he did not need to be doing anything like that, and nothing you said calmed either of them down.
“And you’re doing this alone?” Someone chimed in with a hand over their heart.
“Well, I had a boyfriend, but I guess he,uh wasn’t ready. He basically said he couldn’t be there for me.” You realized that might sound harsh, so you continued in an effort to diffuse the reality of your words, “he took me on a date to this beautiful restaurant we loved.”
You smiled at the thought, fighting tears.
“It was all so nice. . . And then he just started talking about how emotionally draining being with me was. How he didn’t want to start living with a kid and change his whole life around. That he still wanted more time and that it was just too much for him.” You picked at the roll on your plate.
“I always thought I had more time too, but none of that matters. Momo’s entire life has been turned upside down and she doesn’t know if her father will ever come back into her life or not. She’s scared all the time.” Your voice cracked.
“And this past Monday I was on the phone with my therapist just opening up trying, just trying, to get to a good place so I can be there for Mo, but she overheard me say I Feel like I’m alone and drowning with everything and that I just want my big brother back and now she’s so worried about me being alone and always asking me about my friends not being there for me like they were before and I just—“
Fuck you didn’t mean to say all that. You don’t mean to cry.
“Should we?” Sheila looked at Tracey who only shook her head.
“Maybe you should talk to Marvin?”
That’s all everyone in this community says.
“I heard Monice used to go to a different school?”
You but your lip. Unsure what to say.
“She was suspended.” You said matter of factly.
“After everything she’s been through?” Tracey asked.
“Everyone experiences trauma different. I want to curl into a ball, stay in my bed, and cry all day.” You sighed at nothing in particular, “Momo gets angry. Other kids still love superheroes and she lives in a world where superheroes took her family away. Long story short I’m in an office and they're telling me she’s a bully and has to go because her behavior is unacceptable.”
“That can’t be right.”Sheila said, aghast. “She’s a little black girl. It must be some sort of a mistake. You know how they are when we aren’t perfect all the time and I heard it was a pretty prestigious school.”
“I’d love to believe that was the case, but it’s not. She owned up to it. Told me everything and now we have to face the consequences of our actions, so bye bye old school, old friends, and all the other stuff.”
Everyone kind of stared at you.
Fuck.
You said something wrong. Or you don’t look so heartbroken and beaten down and broken enough, Or was it your parenting?
It was probably all of it.
You got overwhelmed, you wanted to chill out, you wanted to scream, you wanted to cry, but you got through it.
You looked out at the kids running around with large bubble wands and toys galore.
Momo seems to be having the grandest time with another little black girl. They chased each other with large bubbles, attempting to pop them on each other’s head.
She made a friend.
All of a sudden your shoulders were falling back and down into something relaxed. You were exhaling a breath you didn’t know you were holding.
Were you that tense the whole time?
You shook your head and made your way to the desert table once more.
There were these croissant donut things or some type of pastry. It looked so good, but you couldn't tell which one you wanted most. Between the decadent looking chocolate and the mouthwatering matcha strawberry. You couldn’t tell which one might taste better.
You only wanted one.
“You must be related to Monice?” A rich deep voice interrupted you.
You slightly turn around to meet warm brown eyes and equally comforting dark skin.
Butterflies filled your stomach. You chased the feeling down by fiddling with your fingers, still looking at him so it doesn’t come off as awkward as you felt.
“What gave it away?”
“You both stick your tongue in your cheek and pout when you can’t decide between more than one thing.”
You huffed a laugh through your nose. Your eyes rolling dramatically around not sure what to look at.
“I do not pout.” You crossed your arms. “I’m not a child.
“Well you're acting like one.” He picked up both croissants with a napkin and placed them on two plates. He gingerly cut both in half with a knife and swapped one of the halves. “Here, now you can have both.”
You held out both your hands. Looking at the plate and back up to him.
“How-how?”
“What do we say?” He ignored you. Taking a step into your space, leaning down so his face was in yours and staring.
“Stop.” You laughed but he didn’t move.
“Ugh, fine.” You smacked your teeth. “Thank you.”
“I’ll take it, but you could sound more grateful.”
“Mm.” You grunted at him and took a bite of the matcha one first.
He followed as you sat on the edge of the patio to continue to watch the kids play outside.
“Why don’t you come back in with the rest of them?”
“You mean inside with the women?”
He gave you an unamused look.
“You know what I meant.”
“Well, they started playing fuck marry kill for the Vaught dummies.” You picked at the corner of your paper plate, “and I excitedly yelled kill Homelander before anyone could say anything.”
You expected him to empathize. Maybe even give you a: damn, that’s tough. In the way some black men talk when they can’t express emotions, but what you don’t expect him to do was laugh.
“It’s not funny.” You muttered into your chocolate pastry as you took a bite.
“What did they say?” He bellowed and put his hand on his stomach.
“Nothing!” You laughed as he wiped a tear. “And that’s what makes it worse. I sorta lied and said I had to go to the bathroom and I’ve been out here ever since.”
“Well it’s nice to not be the only one around here.”
“The only one around here what?”
He looked at you. Really, looked at you.
“Who hates Supes.” He said lowly, leaning in so no one walking by could hear you.
You didn’t say anything and took another bite of the matcha one. You winced and he sort of turned to you, extending a hand as if he was going to hurily fix whatever was wrong.
“It’s fine,” you explained with a lick of your lips, “the matcha one doesn’t taste as good when you take a bite of the chocolate one before it, “it took me by surprise.”
“Oh.. right.” He put his free hand back on his plate, taking the piece of matcha pastry and stuffing the whole thing in his mouth, making him look 30 years younger.
A really really big kid.
You wanted to tease him for it.
But instead you handed him a napkin.
He silently took it before popping his thumb in his mouth and placing it on your cheek. You held in a breath as he wiped it across the corner of your mouth.
“I—“ you started.
“bad habit. I have a—
“DADDY!!”
A little girl squealed and ran up to you both.
You held a hand over your eyes to block the setting sun.
The man you wished you had asked a name of did his best to discretely lean away from you without his daughter noticing how close you were.
His daughter didn’t notice, but Momo was studying his every move.
Fuck, how were you about to explain this? Or rather, what is it that she thinks she saw and were you about to have a conversation you did not want to have. . . How much did she see?
“This is my new friend Monice! She goes by Momo or Mo!” His daughter went on and on to her father about every little fact about Mo, filling you with absolute glee.
Kids had that effect on you.
Whatever they were feeling just filled you up to the tips of your toes on steroids. Whatever she was about to ask him for you hoped he said yes. Who could say no to her? Certainly not you, but other adults seemed immune by this supernatural power obtained by every child. How? You’d never know.
It was your kryptonite.
“Can she spend the night?”
“Or can she spend the night at my house TT?” Momo excitedly interjected.
You looked up at, Daddy from where you were sitting on the patio. He had his arms crossed in thought but as he looked down, you could feel him telling you to pull yourself together.
You bit the inside of your cheek whenever you were deciding how to parent.
“Maybe some other time when me and Mr. . .”
“Milk” He filled in for you.
“Can talk about it? Okay?”
“What she said Janine.” Was all Mr. M said.
Janine was about to open her mouth to say more, but Momo knew better and pulled her away with a sigh.
“I can never have anything!” She frantically exclaimed as she dragged her friend away.
“But we —“
“No. We can’t!” Momo yelled back just to make sure you heard her.
Kids.
“You let her act like that?”
You narrowed your eyes and bit back a smile.
“Like what?”
“Oh, you know what I’m talking about.” He stuffed the other pastry in his mouth and brushed his hands together to get rid of the excess crumbs, making sure they didn't hit his clothes, “you’re spoiled too.”
“What makes you say that.”
“Spoiled children raise spoiled children.” He said it matter of factly, like it was wise somehow, and pulled a wet wipe out of his pocket. He handed you one as well before neatly putting the packet back in his jacket pocket.
“Sounds really funny coming from you.” Was all you said in the same casual tone he used before, taking the wipe and cleaning the excess sugar and sticky residue from your hands.
“Oh yeah.” He challenged, crossing his arms.
A cheeky grin slowly formed on your face. .
“Not when your daughter is clearly a Daddy’s girl.”
“Let me stop you right there—“
“—Who clearly gets everything she wants and more from you.” You raised a finger to his chest and he leaned in letting it touch him.
You don’t realize how excited you had got. Your cheeks were puffy with tears from laughing and your chest heaving from raising your voice for so long.
“And you love it.” You added with a huff and parted lips.”
“Takes one to know one.” He huffed. Perfectly still and unaffected, a wall of calm, but you saw the twitch of his lip.
“Look who’s pouting now.” You smirked.
He pulled away from you with a smack of his teeth and a groan.
“You got lucky.”
You curled your feet in the grass before you. Taking in the sounds and sights around for the first time, letting them wash over you, truly enjoying them since the first turn you arrived.
You were lucky.
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lesbiankimdahyun · 1 year ago
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Look at me
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1.7K words (not proof-read sorry i was uh. Possessed)
CW: GP, voyeurism, light humiliation
[GP!Momo x GP!Jeongyeon x Nayeon]
Jeongyeon let out a muffled moan into the sheets as Momo mounted her. The younger girl grunted as she had her way with Jeongyeon, her strokes powerful but as gentle as she could manage.
Momo usually preferred pussy to the tight ring of muscle she was currently plowing into, but she had a huge soft spot for girls like Jeongyeon– girls who would rather be fucked by another’s cock than use their own. 
“Fuck,” Momo hissed under her breath. She knew Jeongyeon must be rock hard, and she relished in denying Jeongyeon the ability to touch her own cock while she took Momo’s. 
“All that cock and you’d rather have me fuck you instead of fucking Nayeon, hmm?” Momo said. She pressed her body against Jeongyeon’s back as she thrust into her, making Jeongyeon whimper in response. But it wasn’t enough for Momo. “Answer me.” 
“Y-yes,” Jeongyeon gasped, hunching her shoulders a bit. Her head seemed to sink deeper into the bedding. 
Momo let out a satisfied breath, a hint of a smile on her face. She pulled upper body off of Jeongyeon and adjusted her position, arching over the other girl now with both hands on either side of her body on the bed so she could keep her balance. 
She looked down at Jeongyeon, admiring her strong back and pretty ass. She gave it a slap, making Jeongyeon yelp while Momo laughed. 
“Hurry up,” a third voice spoke up. Momo glanced over and her eyes immediately lingered on the sight before her: Nayeon, sitting back against the wall on the far side of the bed, legs spread apart with her fingers slowly dipping in and out of her wet pussy. “I wanna torture her a little, too.” 
Momo almost came right then. She loved that both of them were so eager to tease and fuck Jeongyeon because they knew she would let them. It was so easy to make Jeongyeon hard, and even easier to make her flustered about it. Momo and Nayeon had no trouble getting Jeongyeon to let them both into her room that afternoon while cold December sleet fell outside against her bedroom windows. Light touches and words of praise for her had snowballed quickly and before they knew it, Jeongyeon was rock hard, bare and eager to present herself on all fours for the two of them. 
Momo felt Jeongyeon clench around her and closed her eyes. The older girl was always so impossibly tight, she didn’t know how she could always squeeze her cock just a little more like that, just enough to make her– 
“Oh fuck, Jeong…” Momo groaned, spilling her load inside her ass. She felt Jeongyeon go slack beneath her and she waited a few moments even after she was done before pulling out slowly. Jeongyeon let out a muted whine when Momo was finally all the way out and relaxed into her bed. 
Momo and Nayeon both watched as some of the younger girl’s cum leaked out of her. 
“Don’t get too comfy, Jeongie,” Nayeon purred. “I bet you want to cum too, don’t you?” 
Jeongyeon finally lifted her upper body up from the bed. She peeked over her shoulder to look at them and nodded. Her hair was wild and messy, some of it clinging to her sweaty face. Her cheeks were red. 
Nayeon crawled across the bed over to Jeongyeon. She ran her thumb along Jeongyeon’s lower lip before pushing two of her fingers inside her mouth. “Suck,” she commanded softly, and Jeongyeon did, taking Nayeon’s fingers into her mouth. 
Jeongyeon looked up at Nayeon almost immediately. “You ‘ere touching yoursel’!” she said, her words a bit jumbled with the older girl’s fingers still in her mouth. Nayeon shrugged. “It’s fun to watch Momo mount you like a dog,” she said, eyes wandering briefly over Momo's softening cock. “And to watch how well you take her.” She removed her fingers and helped Jeongyeon sit up. “I think you deserve to cum now, don’t you?” 
The younger girl nodded quickly, and allowed Nayeon to help her down onto the floor. She stood and watched as Nayeon placed a blanket on top of the plush rug that laid in front of Jeongyeon’s full-length mirror. Momo got off the bed and threw her t-shirt back on. She wanted to stick around for what was going to come next but didn’t want to be cold while she watched. 
“Wh-what…” Jeongyeon trailed off as Nayeon guided her to sit down in front of the mirror. Nayeon sat behind her, her legs spread open to make room for Jeongyeon to sit between them. 
“Here, baby,” Nayeon cooed, wrapping her hand around Jeongyeon’s twitching cock. Jeongyeon let out a hitched breath and sat back against Nayeon’s bare chest. 
“I’ll help you cum,” Nayeon murmured, nosing Jeongyeon’s neck lightly, “but you can only cum if you do what I say, okay?” 
Momo couldn’t help but smirk. This was going to be very worth it. 
“O-okay,” Jeongyeon said shyly, looking down at Nayeon’s hand. It was already getting wet with pre-cum. 
“All I need you to do is look right here for me,” Nayeon said, making Jeongyeon look up. Nayeon was looking at her in the mirror, and Jeongyeon looked into the mirror, too. 
“You can look at yourself or at me, but if you close your eyes or look away, I’m going to stop. Okay?” Nayeon said, a wicked smile spreading across her lips.
Jeongyeon whined and looked up at Momo’s smug reflection in the mirror. 
“Ah, ah,” Nayeon said, taking her hand away. “Did I say you could look at Momo?” 
Jeongyeon blushed. “N-no…” She looked at Nayeon again quickly. 
“Good girl,” Nayeon praised, taking Jeongyeon’s leaking cock back in her hand. “Keep looking right there for me.” 
Jeongyeon’s breathing slowed as Nayeon’s hand expertly squeezed and stroked her aching shaft. 
“B-but,” she breathed, struggling to keep her eyes trained on her own or Nayeon’s, “Why can’t I look at Momo?” 
Nayeon gripped the girl’s cock a little harder, making Jeongyeon’s hips buck. “Because I said so,” she said matter-of-factly. “But Momo can look at you all she wants. You like that, don't you?” 
“Y-yes,” Jeongyeon breathed. 
“You like it when Momo sees you like this, right? All worked up for me and so willing to obey,” Nayeon continued.  
Jeongyeon could only nod dumbly now. She wanted to look down so badly, to see Nayeon’s long fingers wrapped around her throbbing dick. It felt too good; she couldn’t help herself. She peeked down, but Nayeon’s hand went away instantly. 
“W-wait no, no,” Jeongyeon’s eyes were glassy, her voice shaky. She looked back up in the mirror quickly, cheeks burning when her eyes met Nayeon’s stern gaze. 
“I told you the rules,” Nayeon said firmly. “Do you need me to repeat them or can you be good for me?” 
Jeongyeon replied quickly. “I’ll look, I’ll be good,” she said pleadingly, and Nayeon smiled. Once Nayeon’s hand was back around her cock, Jeongyeon’s hips started to buck rhythmically up into her grip. 
“Doesn’t that feel good?” Nayeon asked. “I thought about letting you fuck me,” she said, running her thumb teasingly over Jeongyeon’s tip. “But I knew you’d cum fast after being fucked by Momo.” She hummed thoughtfully, watching Jeongyeon’s face carefully. Jeongyeon’s jaw was slack and her eyes were hardly able to focus on her, but she was listening intently. 
“Then I thought about letting you use my mouth,” Nayeon said, and Jeongyeon perked up a little. “Oh? Would you have liked that?” Jeongyeon nodded quickly, bucking up into Nayeon’s hand a little faster. “Maybe next time,” Nayeon said teasingly. “But I’ll let you look at my mouth right now if you want.” 
Jeongyeon’s eyes immediately focused on Nayeon’s mouth and the older girl smirked. “Can you imagine it?” she said, her voice soft and low in Jeongyeon’s ear. “How warm my mouth would be around you, and so wet if I used my tongue. Maybe I’d let you throat fuck me…” she trailed off. Jeongyeon’s breathing was slow yet ragged now; she was getting closer. 
Nayeon looked up and glanced at Momo, who was also watching Nayeon’s mouth intently. Her cock was starting to harden again. 
“That’s enough of my mouth for now, don’t you think? Look at me, Jeong,” Nayeon said. “I want you to look at me when you cum, okay?” 
“Okay,” Jeongyeon said, her voice nearly trembling. The older girl had fully reduced her to a whimpering mess. 
“You look like you could cum already,” Nayeon said teasingly. “Look how fast your hips are going, baby. I hardly need to move my hand at all now. I should’ve done this to you sooner. I should’ve invited Jihyo and Sana to come watch, too.” 
“N-Nayeon,” Jeongyeon gasped, thrilled by the thought of Jihyo and Sana and Momo seeing her come undone for Nayeon. “I…” Her eyes almost rolled back in her head but she fought to keep her gaze steady. 
“That’s it,” Nayeon said. “Listen to all that wetness, you’ve been such a good girl for me. You can cum, baby, just remember to look at me.” She leaned in towards the younger girl’s neck and licked her way up, her eyes never looking away from Jeongyeon’s as she did so. 
“Ah!~” Jeongyeon let out a strangled cry as she went over the edge and came, eyes locked on Nayeon’s as thick ropes of her own cum landed all over her stomach and coated Nayeon’s hand. 
Nayeon continued to use her hand to milk Jeongyeon for all she had, finally releasing her when Jeongyeon’s eyes closed and head tilted back from pleasure. 
“Good girl,” she praised softly, letting the younger girl rest against her while she recovered. 
After a few minutes, Nayeon and Momo both helped Jeongyeon up onto her bed and cleaned her up the best they could gently. “I’m going to start a nice hot bath for you, okay?” Nayeon said. 
Nayeon was busy in the bathroom, prepping towels and products for Jeongyeon when she heard the bathroom door open behind her. 
“Jeong…?” she asked, turning around. But it wasn’t Jeongyeon. She watched curiously as Momo stood before her, fisting her hard cock a few times in her hand. “Oh.” The corners of her mouth turned up ever so slightly, trying to hide a pleased smile. 
Wordlessly, Momo positioned Nayeon until she was bent over the bathroom counter and sink, legs spread apart. 
“Knew it,” Momo said, running her fingers over Nayeon’s folds. “You’re still soaked.” She lined her cock up with Nayeon’s entrance. “Don’t worry, I’ll be quick” she cooed. “Let’s let Jeongyeon rest a few more minutes.” 
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serxinns · 6 months ago
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Fins and magic~
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Yandere Mermaid 1a x mage gn reader!
Glad to be in @lady-ashfade collab event I hope you enjoy!
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In a world where mystical creatures like unicorns, witches, dragons other animals that people think weren't real are considered rare valuable treasures or pieces of history that need to be protected and cherished, which sounds good but it was way more darker
Since people discovered that even a picture of a creature worth over 200k dollars people started to try and hunt down the creatures and take them to labs to study which can be described as hell and torture so mystical creatures are forced to hide their powers and change their identity to look more "socially acceptable" in order not to get caught
And thats where you came in you're just a regular high school student who lives alone with their pet cat in a small cozy house by the tides and beaches the reason you live out here but you like the water and view and there are more special items that can go to your potions, you would collect seashells washed up seaweed, sea plants and more! To the point people looked at you, some called you weird and some called you an explorer which gave you the nickname sea collector you didn't really mind the name and you honestly thought it was cool!
One day while you were gathering some items on the beach this time it was some seaweed for a potion-breathing potion you heard someone whimpering and smashing around you looked around to see where the noise came from and you landed on a small Rocky Hill peaked down to see a girl with a single black ponytail with Rudy red tail crushed under some rocks squirming helplessly
You looked around to see if the coast was clear and slid down to help her when the mermaid saw you her claws came out and started hissing and growling "Hey hey I'm just here to help you I swear" You slowly went up to her trying to feel of the rock her tails crushed under and you heard her hissed turned into a whine in distress "it's ok...I'm gonna help you I swear!" You said with a reassuring smile the mermaid calmed down a bit still in pain but seemingly trusting the human
You then begin trying to lift up the rocks you manage to pry off 2 out of the 3 rocks the 3rd rock tho was budged in there deep so using your hands was useless, you then got a stick and tried wedging it between the rocks then pushing down on it trying to open the gap enough for the mermaid to finally free itself quickly crawling its way into the water safety while you cheered for her at the end of the shore
You were about to walk away when you saw something shiny and round In the water you squinted your eyes a bit realizing it was a big pinkish white peral shiny brightly in the moonlight you held it observing it looking around to where it came from and saw there you saw the mermaid again smiling at you then disappearing into the sea
It's been a couple of days since you didn't see the mermaid again but her pearl still shined brightly ever since the day it was handed to you
But Other than that, everything's been acting weird around you, like there would be small pieces of jewelry and other stuff suddenly washing up in front of you, whenever you leave your stuff at the shore like your sock, pen, marbles, etc it's suddenly gone never to be returned and you swore you put it far away from the water
Another then if you would multiple figures from, the water watching staring directly at your house for a few seconds then jumping back Into the water .... Yeah after that incident you started making sure your doors and windows were locked up shut before you sleep
....
Momo couldn't stop thinking about you, your soft h/c hair, your adorable face, your everything! She just couldn't! She would always watch you from afar behind a rock Watching as you observe a piece of an item washing up on the shore momo blushed she had never seen a cute little mage like you she just wanted you to take you down with her so you could be with her forever but reality struck knowing humans and mages can't survive I the water
Izuku was the 1st to know his friend's strange behavior Watching how she suddenly left after the pod dinner and brought a piece of the fish to the shore when he asked her one time she said she was going to feed the shark mermaids which was weird since Kirishima, is the only shark mermaids they know for now
Izuku then talked about it with Iida and I thought it was weird too so the Two boys followed Momo one day and hid behind a rock behind her, a hour has pass as they saw nothing, iida just thought that momo just wanted to watch the humans so when he was about to swim out of his hiding spot nand izuku panicked trying not to blow thier cover all 3 of them stopped when they saw the human
Iida and Izuku couldn't pay attention to what they were doing like they were under a spell, you were so beautiful in their eyes the way you giggled and had fun playing with your pet and ran out, the way your h/c hair flowed in the wind, and the way you were running around without care so free in those things you humans call legs, the 3 mermaids were all so mesmerized by the new human they have to have you heck WANT YOU
Momo turned around and saw the 2 mermaids staring at Her human she snarled at them, causing them to flinch back "Why are you staring at what's MINE" "yours?! Since when did you claimed them?" Izuku said glaring at the female iida broke the two of them up "now its not the time to fight let us go before the other humans see us" izuku and momo both stared at each and reluctantly agreed
they quickly swam back to their cove where they were met with the other mermaid tribe all suspicious and worried about their whereabouts, iida then reassured them it was nothing but Izuku interrupted him saying they saw a kind human, a magical human! everyone then gathered around the three of them asking questions about the mage, "they were so lovely their laugh their hair and everything" "perfect to be a mate.." iida murmured just imagining the possibility while momo glared at the both of them
"Noah they sound so manly"
"and cute!"
"Maybe they'll perform magic with us!"
"Do you think they'll like dead fish as a gift"
"OF COURSE NOT SCOTCH TAPE THEYLL PROB LIKE WHAT I BRING THEM"
Ever since then the mermaid fixation was all on you whenever someone mentioned your name they felt warm and fuzzy they wanted you to be their mate their little mage they would fantasize about you having a cute little mermaid tail would it be black Would it be orange would it be mult color or a great shade of f/c? Yea thatll prob suit you!
But they were all too scared to come up because the two-legged monsters were prob gonna hurt them so they came up with a plan to finally meet you! To be their mate~
you were sleeping soundly in your bedroom the only sounds you could hear were your soft snores, your cat's soft purring, and the waves accompanying your room until the pearl started to glow brightly, you glanced at the glowing pearl and grabbed it, you grumbled trying to find an off switch "Follow the music..." you jumped hearing the sudden whisper in your ear you looked around seeing who was responsible but you heard it again this time it was coming from the now glowing pearl..
"Listen to the pearl follow the music"
You were confused until you heard some music playing You know where and tried looking around to find where was this music coming from, you looked out the window and realized it was from outside but it was cold so you grabbed your slippers, a scrap your jacket, the pearl and your staff and stuffed them in your bag and looked closely out the window one last time to observe where the song was coming from you heard some singing a male singing...
You look quite divine tonight~
Here among these vibrant lights
You slowly open the door and creak the open peeping to see where was the beautiful singing from... realizing it came from the ocean you grab put on your slippers get your bag and staff and quietly go out the door observing the beautiful singing It was so addicting and alluring.
Join delight surround us as we sail~
Signed yours truly the whale~
You then heard multiple people joining in the song not just men but women too... you looked around desperately to try and find the singing voices looking around in the water then suddenly you see it no them
Joy's Mirage's kingdom come
No one left at stake
You then see about 20 mermaids in the water coming together and singing a beautiful song your eyes widen as you go closer as the mermaids all spot you the mermaids are in shock at your beauty giggling and gossiping at one another about you, you then suddenly blush in embarrassment, Momo then swam u to the shore and reached out her hand to you, you hesitated since you spotted her sharp claws but momo gently smiled signaling you they were gonna harm you, you then pulled our your arm to the mermaid and she sniffed it a bit and hugged you tightly
You blushed and were adored by her sudden action it made the other mermaids jealous so they all swam up right beside her with open arms trying to do the same which you giggled "Guys guys! I got enough hugs for everyone" You then went up to each of them and hugged them, they then started to introduced themselves with gifts along side it as a greeting
Izuku: a con shell
Iida: a chain necklace with a cotton cap
Shoto: a shiny small crystal
Tsuyu: a shiny rusty fork
Ochako:some beatiful coral
Bakugo: a Shark tooth bracelet
Denki: a worn out watch and a kiss on your handn
Mina: a pretty pink dead seastar
Sero: a dirty looking doll that look like you
Kirishima: Shiny Rock
Momo: a adorable pearl necklace
Jirou: some sea flowers!
Hakagure: a Musicbox
Ojiro:a Cup!
Sato: some Gold coins
Aoyama: a Mirror!
Koda: a torn up plushie!
You put the gifts in your bag and thanked them when you saw how the sun was going up soon you had to leave "I'm sorry guys I gotta leave soon I got to school in the morning but we'll meet each other every day!" They all whined they didn't want you to leave them so soon! Momo even gripped your hand a bit hard but you Glanced at her and smiled "I promise!" You quickly got her hand out of her grasp and quickly left waving behind her they all waved and shouted bye at you as you left their sight to their sadness
They didn't want to say bye not yet not ever! They'll find a way.. they'll do anything for you to have you by their side forever~
Dolphin divider by @anitalenia (for the cute dolphin dividers!)
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hellishgayliath · 1 year ago
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MY NEW SON IS HEREE (and Pico's new boo cuz I have the power to do what I want) Bao the raccoon dog/tanuki yokai!
Things about him :D
-Helps run a tea shop with his grandma in the hidden city -Gets mistaken for a raccoon/gets perceived older than he actually is a lot of the time because of his fur markings (he knows it not their fault for not knowing but he gets pretty tired of correcting others about it so much) -Has the ability to transform his appearance. A lot of it is used when there's difficult customers causing trouble in the shop (ex: making himself bigger and take on the role of a bouncer) -Eyes glow blue whenever his magic is in use -Big fanboy of Lou Jitsu -Meets Todd in the hidden city and makes the decision of getting a puppy after talking with him -The dog he forms a connection with is a little akita puppy who he names Momo (whose name means peaches) she is a menance but she's cute so its fine <3 -Their house has a lil mini garden in it -Bao unfortunately does not have a green thumb and has no idea what he's doing when it comes to plant care (which is something Pico helps him out with cuz farming and gardening is one of his favourite hobbies) -Actually gets flustered pretty easily, he's just a big ol dork in disguise
-Bao and Gramgram Mugi are like if you got the grandma from Mulan and Tadashi from Big Hero 6 and just made them into yokai and gave em a puppo
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cooliogirl101 · 6 months ago
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The dynamic between Hisana and Aizen in the exes au is really intense, and makes me want to ship it. But also, by that point in time, all of Aizen's actions are probably a giant X mark for Hisana's personal ideas and morals. Possibly if Hisana had met him much earlier? But that would have to be a lot earlier.
Yeah, in any event Hisana would not be the one to compromise on her morals.
But imagine if, in that world, Aizen actually won. He gets the Hogyoku, evolves into a higher being, defeats the Soul King, and at the end of it all, he just feels…bored. He won, there’s no one left to challenge, and he’s realizing he doesn’t actually want to be the leader of all 3 realms. He doesn’t care enough about the world to really want to change it but he doesn’t want things to stay at status quo either.
You know who never ran out of ideas on how to change the world though? His chronically power-averse, hates-to-be-recognized, hates-to-be-promoted, allergic-to-the-spotlight former lieutenant.
And then he realizes he has the opportunity to do the funniest possible thing.
“Don’t look so miserable, dearest,” Sousuke smiled. “Do you know how many people would kill to be in your position? How many people have killed? Myself included, as you’re aware.”
Momo glared harder at him, practically vibrating with rage.
“When have I,” she bit out, sounding angrier with each syllable, “ever given you the impression I wanted to be in this position?”
“Now, now,” Sousuke chided, sounding disturbingly like a disappointed father scolding a child. Or he would have, had it not been for the smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “What kind of captain would I be if I never pushed you to challenge yourself?” He paused. “Besides, would you really rather I sit on that throne instead?”
“It would fit your gigantic head a lot better,” Momo muttered, but didn’t actually disagree. She narrowed her eyes at him. “Why are you doing this? And don’t give me some bullshit answer, tell me the truth. I think you owe me that much at least.”
“You and I had two very different viewpoints on how the world should be run. On what would make it a better place,” Sousuke responded after a moment’s consideration. “Well now I’m giving you the power to put your theories to the test.” He smiled challengingly at her. “Come on, Momo. Don’t you want to prove me wrong?”
(Rangiku: So you’re telling me he just…handed you the world on a silver platter. Just like that.
Rangiku: …
Rangiku: Well as far as apologies go, it’s not the worst one I’ve seen.
Momo: What are you talking about? He’s clearly punishing me for daring to disagree with him. Do you know how much work goes into running the world? This is just like when he promoted me to lieutenant. He knew I didn’t want the position and gave it to me anyway—
Rangiku: Because you clearly deserved it? Because you worked your ass off for the good of Squad 5? Because he liked that you weren’t afraid to challenge him? Because if he didn’t promote you, that would’ve raised questions?
Momo: What? No, it’s because he was trying to mess with me.
Rangiku: …I’m gonna shut up now because I’m getting dangerously close to agreeing with Aizen Sousuke and I don’t want that.)
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asktheoger · 3 months ago
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Wo @ Aya: "After getting to explore the land in which you call home as part of your mask festival, one must ask - do you have any favorite stories or legends that you like talking about?"
”Mr. Wo!” Aya exclaimed, running over to the big mossy snail and wrapping him in a hug.
“Stories? Mhm!! My dads have a BUNCH of stories!! Most of them are about these really powerful, strong guys and a prince, but they’re all kinda boring. My favorite ones are about regular Pokemon who do stuff that I do!” The Ogerpon turned to her other friend. “Momo! What about you??? Did your parents tell you any cool stories???”
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The Applin didn’t reply. His widened eyes were locked onto Wo, drifting from his shell to his fuzzy body and antenna. “A-A-Ay-A,” Momo sputtered, barely croaking out the Ogerpon’s name from his chattering jaw. “Th-that-that’s-TH-TH-“
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“Huh? Who?” Aya’s brows wrinkled in confusion as she looked around. “I don’t see one…wait! Do you mean Mr. Wo?”
“I-is-is that w-what’s t-h-the monster’s n-n-name i-is?” The Applin asked, slowly backing away as he struggled to get his question out.
“Don’t be silly!” Aya frowned gently grabbing one of Momo’s shaking hands. “Mr. Wo’s not a monster! He’s my friend, and he’s really nice!”
“B-bu-but-b,” he sputtered, squeezing her hand tightly. “I-I’ve been-the village-th-the r-r-r-“
“Don’t worry about all that,” Aya gave him a smile. “Just try and say hi to him, please? He’s not scary at all, you’ll see!”
“I-I-,” Momo glanced at Aya over to Wo, then at Aya again. “I….I….,” the Applin squeezed his friend’s hand harder. “H-h-hell-ooo,” Momo croaked out, eyes glued to the floor. “P-please don’t e-eat m-m-me!”
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Featuring Wo from @the-feral-one!
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betweenujb · 1 year ago
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ceo!momo x supermodel!sana
warnings: smut, dom/sub, posessive momo, implied overstimulation
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Momo had just finished closing one of the biggest deals of the year for her company when she felt her phone buzz in her pocket. She had silenced all her notifications except ones from Sana, and her wife knew that she was in a meeting so it must have been important. Excusing herself, she checked her phone only to see a text that sent her blood pressure through the roof.
sweet girl: i know you're busy with a meeting baby but one of the models is getting a little handsy with me
lover: no, sweetheart. it's not a problem at all. i'll be there in five minutes
The words that Momo typed out were loving and full of nothing but care for her wife, but inside she felt like she was going to explode. Every person who worked with Sana and every person who worked for Momo, all the way down to the cleaning people, knew that her wife was off limits.
Momo was beyond pissed and every single person at the photo shoot site knew it. The second the doors flung open and the people on the site turned their heads, it went silent. With every step Momo took, it felt like a dark cloud was descending on them, the woman's heels reverberating in through the room.
Momo's eyes scanned the male model's faces, jaw clenched. Usually, she had no issue with the male models. They knew to keep their hands to themselves, and they knew the consequences if they didn't. Usually, they didn't have a death wish.
Maybe I'm being too lenient, Momo thought as her sight homed in on the one who was harassing her precious Sana. The bastard who was touching Sana only moments ago still had a smirk on his face that Momo wanted to smack into next week. She pushed her way past the other models and stood centimeters away from him.
Being short didn't stop Momo. In fact, it made her feel even more powerful. Seeing six-foot-tall men cower under her look let her know she was the one calling the shots.
Momo grabbed the model's tie and pulled him down to her level aggressively enough that he stumbled. Her eyes were almost black with rage as she leaned in and whispered, voice barely audible. "If you aren't out of this building in the next 20 seconds, I will make your life a living hell. If you ever touch my wife again, I will make sure you go home in a fucking body bag."
This was all the warning the model needed. In 10 seconds, he bolted out of the building, barely grabbing the bag he brought with him. Momo took a deep breath, only turning around to face Sana once she saw the door slam behind him.
Like a switch had flipped, Momo's expression was gentle again. Her hands were gentle as she wrapped them around Sana's waist. She gave her a quick kiss before walking to one of the chairs behind the studio lights. With the snap of her fingers, the camera crew was back to work.
Fortunately, the rest of Momo's work for the day involved phone calls to other fashion CEOs and modeling agents. She'd be damned if she left Sana's photoshoot before she was done.
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"Sweetheart do you know who that dumb fucker worked for?" Momo asked, monotone as she tapped her finger against the steering wheel.
Sana glanced up from her phone, looking up at the roof of their car as she wracked her brain for a company name. "I think he worked for some small sub-company under Dior or something like that."
Momo silently nodded and took Sana's free hand in hers. She intertwined their fingers and placed a gentle kiss on the back of Sana's hand. "I'll make sure to have a word with his agent."
The slightly aggravated tone in Momo's voice caused Sana to blush a bit. She had always been susceptible to Momo's controlling and protective nature. Whether it was firing someone because they forgot her sweet girl's coffee or practically wiping them off the face of the earth because they accidentally brushed against her ass, it caused Sana's nerves to go haywire.
Deciding to see how far she could push Momo before they got home, Sana leaned over the center console, her dress revealing enough that Sana's lacy bra was peeking out from underneath. She put on her pout that she knew had Momo wrapped around her finger and brought their hands up to her lips.
"I tried to tell everyone on the set what he was doing," a small kiss to the tips of Momo's fingers, "but they didn't seem to care. They were too busy telling me to pose better," the flat of her tongue pressing against Momo's index finger, "and they wouldn't do anything about him, so I just let him keep going."
Sana's words dug their way into Momo's brain. Her wife knew what she was doing and even if nothing she said was true, it still made her grip the steering wheel until her knuckles were white. She glanced at Sana, that oh so fake innocence written across her face making her fold fast.
Momo pulled her hand out of Sana's grasp and grabbed her face, fingers digging into her cheeks. "If I knew you wanted to be such a slut then maybe I should have just left you to deal with him alone."
Sana gulped. She knew that it was only an empty threat, but it was enough to make her desperate for more. It wasn't often that Momo would get rough with her, but when she did, it made her see stars every single time.
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They barely made it through the doors of the penthouse before Momo picked Sana up in her arms, slamming her against the wall in the entryway. Momo's hands on Sana's hips were almost bruising, her grip was so tight. She leaned up to Sana's ear, breath hot and low as she muttered, "You're not going to be thinking of anything but me and my name once I'm done with you, sweetheart."
Sweetheart. Just with one simple name, Sana was putty in Momo's hands. Momo's to play with and fuck until she could barely walk in the morning. But that wasn't Momo's problem. Especially not when her wife decided to tease her like that in the car.
"Momo please..." Sana gasped out as Momo's hand bunched her wife's dress up, hand dipping into her panties. Momo didn't care that it was a $5,000 dress. She could just get Sana a brand new one with the wave of her hand.
Sana's breath hitched as the heel of Momo's hand pressed against her clit. It was providing her with just enough pressure to have her squirming in her wife's arms.
Not wanting to drop her to the ground, Momo set Sana down and immediately dragged her to their large bedroom. She aggressively picked her wife up, throwing her in the middle of their king-sized bed. Momo almost lost her composure seeing Sana's dress ride up, revealing the large wet spot on her wife's panties.
The lust in her eyes and the need to prove she was better than that bastard could ever be, Momo wasted no time in taking her clothes off. She threw her suit jacket, shirt, and tie behind her, leaving her in just her pants.
Sana's mouth watered at the sight as Momo stalked over to the edge of the bed and crawled up to where she was. Sana tried to reach her hand out to touch any part of Momo's bare skin she could. Her hands only had the chance to ghost over Momo's toned abs though as her wife grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head.
"You really want me that bad, sweetheart? You sure you don't want that bastard touching you earlier to keep going?" Momo's voice was thick with desire. She wanted Sana as much as her wife wanted her, but she couldn't let her movements falter.
Sana vigorously shook her head, doe eyes staring up into Momo's dark ones. "No, Momo. Only you. Need you inside of me!"
"What's the magic word, sweet girl?" Momo's fingers brushed over her panties, applying the lightest amount of pressure to her swollen clit.
"P-please! Please Momo!"
"Was that so bad, sweetheart?" Momo asked, not giving Sana even a second to answer before she plunged two fingers deep into her wife's tight, wet heat.
Sana's body jerked as her hips thrusted into Momo's hand. The slight sting of being stretched so suddenly was just what she needed. "Oh, fuck!"
The smirk on Momo's face barely hid the amount of pleasure she was getting just from having her fingers inside of Sana. The way her fingers were being squeezed and sucked in, Sana's body was desperate for more.
"Barely even touched you yet and you're already so loud, baby." Momo let Sana's hands go, but Sana knew better than to move them from the headboard. She bucked her hips up into Momo's hand, the sheer force of Momo's fingers plunging in and out of her enough to make her dizzy already.
Momo pulled the top of Sana's dress down further, the fabric ripping more and more with each harsh tug until Sana's breasts spilled out. "What a slut. Barely even wearing a bra." Momo shook her head and leaned down, gently biting and sucking the stiff nipples through the thin lace.
Sana's body was on fire, her moaning only growing louder as Momo pushed a third finger into her. It was taking everything in her to not reach down and claw at Momo's back to release some pressure, but she knew that if she did, Momo would never let her cum.
Momo's fingers were thrusting in and out at a furious pace, her thumb pressing against Sana's clit. "Whose pussy is this, baby? Is it that dumb motherfucker's?"
Momo and Sana both knew the answer to such an oh-so-obvious question, but Momo needed to hear Sana. Needed to hear the whines and moans she let out as she fucked into her sweet girl.
"Only yours, Momo! Your pussy!" Sana's face was a shade brighter as she barely got her words out in between Momo's thrusts. That little coil in the pit of her stomach was getting tighter and tighter and she knew she wasn't going to last much longer.
"That's right, sweetheart. My pussy. Mine to fuck and fill up." The lewd, wet noises of her fingers pumping in and out of Sana combined with Sana's ear-piercing moans were almost enough for Momo to go over the edge herself. But this wasn't about her. It was about making Sana cum over and over again until she learned her lesson.
"Momo! Gonna- so close!" Sana could barely keep her eyes open as the coil in her stomach got tighter and tighter.
"That's it, sweet girl. Cum for me." Momo's voice was much softer as pulled Sana’s excuse for a bra off to lick and suck on her breasts.
The combined sensations were too much and quickly, Momo's fingers were being squeezed to death, Sana's cum flooding out of her and covering her wife's fingers as she screamed her wife's name over and over again. "Momo! Momo! Momo!"
Sana's breathing was labored as she closed her eyes, her body shaking as Momo's fingers gently pumped in and out of her. She felt like she'd just been shot out of a cannon and when she felt Momo's fingers leave her, she thought that was it.
When Sana felt the flat of Momo's tongue against her sensitive clit, her breath caught in her throat, hands flying to tangle into Momo's hair. "F-fuck. Can't. No more."
Momo just shook her head, replacing her mouth with her thumb as she looked up to Sana, her eyes dark with greed and a sweet smile plastered to her face. "This is what you wanted so bad, baby. You're gonna cum for me as many times as I want like the little slut you are."
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gojosbf · 10 months ago
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why do you think that female char are no longer well written on jjk? /genq (i am caught up with the manga so don't worry about spoilers)
SPOILERS AHEAD!!! for me all of this began with nobara's death and it went downhill from there, now see I understand it might've been important to give yuuji motivation etc but when a roach naoya get's to survive again and again after getting killed but there is no hope for nobara who was one touch kill and had chances of survival but doesn't purely for shock factor, it doesn't sit right with me.
Okay, ignore even that maybe it's my attachment to the character talking so let's talk about other female characters: most of the fandom forgets momo exists that's how useless he made her, she suffered no serious damage (not as far as I remember) and her only active role was in kyoto goodwill arc and an appearance in shibuya we barely see her after that.
Gege treats female characters as a catalyst for mcs, either they're completely useless or get killed off or even if they're powerful enough they're barely mentioned or shown doing something useful.
Example for catalyst: We literally never really see Utahime in action except in Shinjuku Battle to boost Gojo's ct. Like really? That's your semi grade 1 sorcerer and all throughout the manga that was her only role?
Example for completely useless: I already talked about momo, lets about miwa okay, she put her everything to that one swing post-shibuya against kenjaku only for him to deflect it with his bare hands and what about her after that? Nothing!! She gave up everything and now she cannot do anything, just another cheap tactic to get rid of another useful character.
Example for killed: Listen I will accept Mai's death because it served the purpose and was one of the most impressive parts but other than that? Yuki Tsukumo, the special grade, the star plasma that rejected even tengen and cornered kenjaku, her death was so anticlimactic and unsatisfactory, she was practically winning but apparently "a miscalculation" caused her death, listen I like a shocking plot twist and death but that seemed like nothing but an excuse to get rid of another strong female character because gege had no idea how he'd use her in future.
More example for catalyst: Tsumiki and Yorozu (aka the same body but!) she was such a driving force for Megumi but after Culling Game arc hit we got a tease of her (or them) and that provided more motivation for megumi to fix things to work harder to bring his sister back but instead of seeing more of her gege killed her off after sukuna took over megumi's body because her purpose was served!! Done. She was there as long as she could be used as a beacon of hope for our poor boy.
Example of if powerful then they're barely shown: Shoko and Mei Mei, we know both of them are quite capable, they've proved their worth and aside from the fact that Mei Mei is a fucking pedophile she's still a great sorcerer but now she doesn't care about sorcerers and henceforth isn't present/doesn't provide much or any help at all other than the telecast. Shoko on the other hand, we're supposed to believe that her using rct is special and she's one of the most important characters mind you she's the part of the og trio but we rarely get to see her. Even know (the up to date manga chapters) they keep talking about taking the injured sorcerers to shoko but they never !! show !! her !! in !! action !! Like c'mon she's been working overtime but SOMEHOW gege can't dedicate more than four panels to her?
Now onto Maki, the only one standing, the only female character gege truly utilised gave her one heck of goal and arc and then very conveniently forgot her for next 100 chapters. She's great yes, and gege's finally back to currently giving her the attention she deserves which I am very skeptical about because if he just kills her off in next chapter to make a statement istg...but everytime she's mentioned they HAVE to mention toji, it's almost like she'll never leave his shadow, all her achievements are boiled down to FEMALE TOJI which, don't get me wrong I love toji but she's more than that, she's a monster because she wiped out a whole clan not because she shares same superhuman powers as her predecessor and dare I say she's already surpassed toji at this point.
Let's not forget Uro and Angel/Hana whom gege brought in once for one job and then we all completely forgot about them. (I am mentioning them last because he's done this with many other characters so they're truly not an unique case in that sense)
Returning back to when jjk first was fairly new and we had these panels
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it was hype we thought FINALLY!!!! she doesn't denounce her femininity but isn't used as a fan service material through them either and she's fucking nuts and strong FINALLY!!! only for gege to go well now that you've had the crumbs you're getting neither, not the pretty ones nor the strong ones and even if they're strong I am going to act like they don't exist so have fun!! And that's why I think he's really downgraded.
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randomnameless · 2 months ago
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It's better to laugh than to cry, right?
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Rhea BaD bcs she banned the technology to create Relics!
Or at least, makes sure no one in Fodlan knows how to craft them anymore :(
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The Church LiEd!!!!
Will we ever know why the Church of Seiros hides the truth?
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the FEH writers did their work, they wrote Claude being wrong while sprouting "evidences"!
Agarthium =/= Umbral Steel, because Umbral Steel is actually... something that you can find when you... defeat specific units like :
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(tfw Agarthans harvested Agarthium from giant worms)
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Come on Claude, we know what Rhea told you, and that shit you just sprouted wasn't what she told you at all.
She told you what "Umbral Steel" really was, surely you will finally reveal this to Marianne so she will stop uwufying poor Momo and give more fucks about the Relics, considering what, no, rather who they are, right?
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go ahead Marianne, tell her what this "weapon" you're using actually is!
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:')
This is a joke, right?
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"I'll keep this tool in my hand for as long as I live, just like my ancestor Momo!"
But do you remember that Momo was turned in a beast, even if he had the matching crest, because he used Blutgang too much? This weapon is dangerous to use, even if you have all the requirements, because it's not really a weapon!
Apparently, no one gives a fuck!
:')
"but random, why are you so pissed? Rhea most likely came to the same conclusion when plot-wise, she gave the relics to the northerners in the first place, like the Laetitia Gautier!"
Rhea knows what the "relics" are, and much like she says in Nopes when fighting alongside a descendant of the Elites, if they use their powers with/for "good", then it's not a sin.
We can surmise* that Rhea knew what Sharon the Nabatean, turned into the Lance of Ruin, would want, like "help those people" so if Sharon and her powers - even if they were desacrated in the worst way - are used to do/protect something Sharon would herself do/protect, then it's an "acceptable" use.
something like "not only the will of the wielder" is important, but "the will of the person who was turned in this weapon".
But here?
There's no revelation about Sharon the Nabatean, Blutgang is just a tool, a sword that was maybe made with evil intentions, but ultimately just a mere sword, like Mareeta's blade.
In a series where some characters are berserked/weaponised against their own will (witches, feral ones, berserk people, etc etc) FEH refusing (but it follows the source material here!) to point out the "origins" of the relics is completely bullcrap.
We're on "ah yes, Ashnard has a big wyvern, doesn't he?" levels, without anyone to tell us that, no, this is no wyvern, but someone turned in a weapon against his will who had a name, a family and, in general, a history.
Imagine the Tales Series, where Lloyd never muses about the "shiny rock" he has even after he learnt that this shiny rock is basically what remains of his mother, or Genis not having his "I don't want to use this" moment when he has to use the shiny rock that used to be Marble - or a Destiny port where Stahn and his pals would only see the Swordians as, swords, and not as people they want to help.
That's basically Fodlan - you're not supposed to give a fuck about Marble, Anna, Dymlos or even Rajaion, they're just neat accessories/power ups, and that's all.
*of course it's only a hypothesis, because the devs dgaf about this issue and will never write about it
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subtlelovers · 7 months ago
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How jjk girls would cuddle! (My opinion)
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Creator: I have a boys version already posted in my profile! If you think that these aren't accurate then please let me know what you think! This is all my opinion of how I personally think they would cuddle you. (I'm including jogo cause some people were upset that I gave him slander last time)
Contains: Nobara Kugisaki, Maki Zen'in, Shoko Ieiri, Yuki Tsukomu, Mei Mei, Utahime Iori, Mai Zen'in, Miwa Kasumi, Riko Amanai, Momo Nishimiya, Jogo.
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Nobara Kugisaki
She needs to squeeze you.
She always likes to just hold you against her, she finds it so comforting.
Some times, rarely, she likes to be the one who is being squeezed but she never asks for it herself.
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Maki Zen'in
She is totally a tired one, she will be half asleep holding you like this while you happily watch your phone or read a book.
She sometimes peeks at what you're doing and every now and then giggles if it's something funny.
She totally yawns a lot.
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Shoko Ieiri
LOVES being big spoon.
She always smells your hair and kisses your neck and shoulders while spooning.
If she is small spoon she will complain about being hot.
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Yuki Tsukomu
She always pins you down under her cause she loves seeing how shy you get.
Smothers you with kisses 24/7, it will leave lipstick stains.
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Mei Mei
She only wants you if you have money.
^How she looks at you when you have money.
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Utahime Iori
She is totally a hugger.
She never asks to cuddle because she is too shy for it.
But she still loves cuddling with you, though you need to initiate it most of the time.
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Mai Zen'in
She is not a person who is very big on touch.
This is definetely her way of showing love and affection, listening to music together like this is her love language.
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Miwa Kasumi
She likes to rest her head on your shoulder like this.
Loves physical touch, but never admits it.
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Riko Amanai
She always asks for hugs, I imagine her being like this.
Sleepovers and hugs are her go to's
Loves being small spoon
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Momo Nishimiya
She is super clingy 24/7 and gets genuinely upset when you don't let her cling to you like this.
No matter how fed up you get she will love hugging you from behind and putting her head on your shoulder.
Bonus if you play with her hair.
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Jogo
He is very loving and overprotective.
Loves to rub your back and play with your hair.
He uses his powers to warm his body and hugs you while being warm whenever your cold.
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sincerely-sofie · 7 months ago
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I think you mentioned a while ago that you were creating plans around the Loyal three, Ogerppn and Pecharunt. You have anything you want to share about them?
Some notes I’ve made on these jokers:
Pecharunt gave the elderly mortals who raised him a plateful of mochi he made by himself as a gift for a holiday celebrating parents in the area, using a recipe his adopted parents made for him countless times. However, his abilities draw out the greed in those who eat any food he prepares, and the mortals became selfish parodies of their former selves.
Pecharunt’s parents required him to collect gifts for them, and would make snide remarks implying that they loved him less when he failed to give them the things they requested. When they made a big deal out of wanting the masks in a distant village, Pecharunt left on a long journey alone in order to collect them and ensure his parents loved him for a few days after he gave them the gifts and before they asked for something else.
(The effects of Pecharunt's mochi wear off after a significant time spent without continually eating it, depending on how much was consumed in the past. Pecharunt's parents slowly shrugged off the greedy trance they were in. It felt like coming awake from a dream you could barely remember— they found their house stuffed full of expensive items and their son missing. When the memories of what occured during their trances returned to them, they panicked. They sold all of the gifts they had Pecharunt get them and used the money to hire people to search for their child and bring him home. They weren't successful.)
(They die from age and grief before Pecharunt comes home. The person who later moves into their house lets Pecharunt explore his childhood home when he finally returns to face his parents, scared of what they might say, to allow him some closure.)
On his journey, Pecharunt encountered the Loyal Three one by one (Okidogi first, followed by Munkidori, then Fenzandipiti) and transformed them in exchange for their help in securing gifts for his parents. Upon making the pact, the Loyal Three were wrapped in purple chains that bound them to Pecharunt's demands and cannot be removed until their pact is fulfilled.
(Pacts are a thing Legends are able to do, along with curses.)
Pecharunt sent the Loyal Three in to Ogerpon’s home to steal the four masks his parents wanted, but they were interrupted by Ogerpon’s own mortal parent returning and defending his home. The Loyal Three managed to steal three masks after the mortal was severely injured, and made a hasty escape without the final mask of the set secured.
Ogerpon came home to find her den in a state of disarray and couldn't find her father anywhere. Worried, she donned the Teal Mask and rushed down to the nearby village to ask if anyone knew what happened to him, and discovered Pecharunt and the Loyal Three bragging to the villagers about the scuffle they had with one of those freaks outside town along with their ill-gotten gains. Ogerpon flew into a flew into a rage after learning of her father’s death and killed the Loyal Three, wounded Pecharunt to such an extent that if she were mortal she'd be coming home with new powers, and returned to her den to mourn. Pecharunt had to hibernate to recover from the attack.
Ogerpon was eventually driven out of her home by the villagers, who had already feared her and her father but developed a hatred after the confrontation in their town square that killed the Loyal Three. She wanders the world while wearing the mask she carries to honor her father’s memory, as it belonged to him before his passing.
The Loyal Three were brought back as Legends by people's beliefs in their nobility and kindness.
Pecharunt's name is Momo.
Ogerpon’s name is Ponpon.
They eventually reconcile and bond over the grief of their late parents.
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