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jacob-the-human · 10 months
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sweetescapeartist · 2 years
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WHAT IS TRUE ULTRA INSTINCT?
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DBS EP 129 tells us what "True Ultra Instinct" is twice; once at the beginning preview for EP 129 & once at the end of EP 129's preview for EP 130.
True Ultra Instinct was also mentioned in the manga.
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So, "True Ultra Instinct" is the silver haired form in the DBS anime continuity & in the DBS manga continuity.
However, in the DBS manga continuity, Toyotaro decided that there is Ultra Instict Sign, then Perfected Ultra Instinct above that, then Goku's true Ultra Instinct above that.
But, Toyotaro suddenly made up "Goku's true Ultra Instinct" as another form so that it doesn't look like Goku actually mastered UI. Why? Because Toyotaro made Goku master Ultra Instinct too soon in the Galactic Prisoner Arc, and he needed to backtrack.
(Lets not forget that Toyotaro also wrote for Whis to tell Goku not to use Mastered Ultra Instinct unless absolutely necessary. This was a way to limit Goku & fix his writing mistake.)
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Also, the manga continuity's black haired "True Ultra Instinct" was confirmed by Toyotaro to actually be Ultra Instinct Sign. He just called it "True Ultra Instinct" because its the form Goku can use the best at the moment.
The biggest issue here is that Ultra Instict seperates body & mind. Doing so requires the user to have complete control over their emotions so that the body is not emotion driven. You may feel anger, but controlled anger results in a UI with greater power. And controlled emotion results in True Ultra Instinct.
But in the DBS Manga Continuity, the silver haired Ultra Instinct was changed during the Moro arc to require lack of emotion, while this new "True" Ultra Instinct requires use of emotion. (In the anime it was just control of emotion & greater control resulted in True Ultra Instinct with the silver hair. Even anger can be used if its controlled anger in the DBS Anime Continuity.)
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But, Toyotaro changed what he wrote prior for Ultra Instinct into making "Goku's true Ultra Instinct" an emotional driven form like Super Saiyan.
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Toyotaro making Goku have an emotion driven Ultra Instinct literally contradicts all of UI's principles & function. Goku would not be able to even use UI to it's fullest by giving in to his emotions. This version of UI would be weaker. That's just not how it works.
(But, Toyo often retcons his own writing multiple times within a single arc, so him retconing UI every arc is just what he does. This is more of his bad writing.)
Some will say "Mastered Ultra Instinct is not Goku's true Ultra Instinct. He needed to find his own version of UI to fight with." Here lies the problem with that thinking... Goku already has his own unique style of fighting, so when he uses True Ultra Instinct (the silver haired form), it is literally HIS true Ultra Instinct. Everyone's usage of UI is different due to their different fighting styles used in tandem with Ultra Instinct. This is why the way Whis moves when training Goku is different than how Goku moves. It's literally your own combat style with UI applied to it. Goku still uses his Turtle Style while in True/Mastered Ultra Instinct.
This is why Toyo suddenly made Goku copy Whis' fighting style in the Granolah arc. It makes no sense for Goku to change his natural fighting UNLESS... Toyotaro temporarily regressed Goku in order to make it seem like Goku progresses when he returns to norm. In reality, Toyo actually made Goku take 2 steps back then 1 step forward.
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UI doesnt change your fighting style. It refines it. There is True Ultra Instinct (the silver haired form and/or state of mind) and then the individual using the true state of UI. So, Goku doenst have to find "his true Ultra Instinct" because Goku's True Ultra Instinct is the silver haired form.
Toyo did something similar with "Completed" SSB. Goku used Completed SSB to fully utilize the power of SSB in the Goku Black arc by sealing the overflowing ki within his body.
Then, Goku stops using Completed Blue and releases all of his overwhelming ki in order to increase SSB's power in the ToP arc.
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Which is it? Seal the ki inside to get stronger or release all of the ki to get stronger? 🤔 Don't ask Toyotaro. He has no idea & he writes it.
Progression, then regression & pretend it progressed again.
Remember Mastered Super Saiyan? Goku learned to use Super Saiyan as if it was his natural state so that there is no strain on the body & the power wasn't derived/activated by anger like before. That is actual mastery. Goku's style is to fight with emotion, but with Mastered Super Saiyan, Goku controlled & focused his emotions in order to reach greater levels of strength. That's how Goku has always improved.
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Similarly, Ultra Instinct is about controlling your intense emotions to give the user focused & stronger power.
Anyway, this was just to show what true Ultra Instinct really is. It isn't some new emotion driven form of UI that contradicts itself.
Goku's True Ultra Instinct is Goku simply Goku refining his style through the silver haired form.
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rednether · 2 years
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MUI Goku looks so good in the DBZ style
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I didn't know what rainbow effect I wanted to try out so I just threw in fucking all of them lol
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goku's Ultra Instinct & Perfect Ultra Instinct
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sweetescapeartist · 2 years
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What do you think of the recent Toyotaro interview where he says:
"WHIS IS ABLE TO USE UI WITHOUT ANY SPECIAL FORM, AND I WANT FANS TO SEE THAT GOKU IS GETTING CLOSER TO THAT FORM."
Is this a case of, good/decent idea, horrible execution?
Decent idea. Horrible execution. (But Toyo can make a decent idea look bad.)
Now to elaborate...
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Goku does not have to turn off his emotions. Control of emotion is what is needed. Control is not the same as being emotionless. (This is true for both anime & manga)
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Goku showing different emotions while in Mastered/True Ultra Instinct. He is able to show emotion, but its controlled emotion. Toyo is changing this and saying that Goku is emotionless while in MUI. That's a boldface lie.
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Not even Angels are devoid of emotion, so why should Goku be emotionless? (UI Goku never was devoid of emotions. Toyotaro is falsely claiming Goku was emotionless to create the illusion of development )
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Then, Victory Uchida says that Goku incorporates his emotions into the black-haired Ultra Instinct. Toyotaro agrees.
Becoming overwhelmed by your emotions has been shown to diminish the effect of UI. Toyotaro wrote in the Moro arc Goku saying that his emotions being all over the place during intense combat is why he can't get easily acquire Ultra Instinct. Then, we see Goku being calm & focused while Moro, who had absorbed Angelic abilities, couldn't handle the power of UI due to an untrained mind & body. He wants Goku to be scared yet, Goku is calm & level-headed. Once again, Ultra Instinct requires control of emotion. Not the absence of emotion.
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Toyotaro has written that Whis said he's fundamentally different since he is an Angel. But, a mistake he made was in the previous arc with Merus. In this interview, Toyotaro says that Whis doesn't need any special transformation, yet he gave Merus an Angelic transformation of sorts. How does an Angel that naturally has UI need to transform in order use UI? Even with Merus being an Angel trainee still means he is an Angel that possesses Ultra Unstinct naturally. If he makes himself look mortal, there is no need to transform to "Angel form." So that statement alone from Toyo makes no sense from what he wrote himself.
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Another thing in the interview is that Toyo says that Goku needs to be in UI at all times wether he is asleep or awake. But, when Goku is unconscious in CH 86, he transforms into True Ultra Instinct (silver-haired form). So what's the need for this "Goku's true Ultra Instinct" idea? There's no need for this new UI stuff.
Not to mention that in DBS CH 71, Whis said that Goku should be able to use UI in ANY FORM when his heart is calm. So having a calm heart is a requirement. But suddenly in chapter 85, Goku says that his heart isn't calm. That single line destroys the idea behind UI because it is used completely wrong.
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Yes, silver-haired UI Goku looks different, his power is different, & his personality is different. Goku's personality was different with Super Saiyan too. SSJ Goku changed from his laid-back attitude to rageful. With UI, Goku remains calm & focused during battle while base Goku gets excited from battle.
+ this new UI form that they've called Goku's True Ultra Instinct is indeed a form. And Whis told Goku to not equate UI as a transformation. Yet here Goku is, using UI as a form & also he never got rid of the stamina issue that Whis told him he needs to overcome.
This change when using True UI (silver-haired) is in fact "normal." Its focus at the highest level. Goku is serious. This new emotion driven UI is a lame copy of Super Saiyan & is a regression of Goku & a rejection of what Ultra Instinct actually is.
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Victory Uchida then says that "Goku's feelings & method of getting used to the form have changed." & Toyotaro agrees. But this is contradictory because having a calm heart & having control of your emotions is the requirement for UI. The deeper you go into this focused state, the greater your UI power becomes.
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There is a such thing as calm/controlled anger. But Goku says in CH 85 that his heart is not calm. Toyotaro is going away from martial arts principles & regressing to the wild & unrestrained fighting style of Saiyans then calling it "progress."
This is Toyotaro doing damage control.
He's putting giant holes in his story & trying to cover them with band-aids
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romanoffsbish · 1 year
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I Can’t Lose You
Natasha Romanoff x F!R
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Warnings: Suspected/Mentions of Cheating
Smut: Daddy (N), Fingering/Oral (R), Thigh Riding (N)
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A discontented groan fell from your lips as soon as you passed over the threshold of your house. Every muscle in your body currently ached after that lengthy plane ride home from your work trip to California. The golden state was beautiful, but you couldn't exactly enjoy the views while stuck in a temporary cubicle.
On the last day the company orchestrated a barbecue at the beach, but you couldn't find joy in the scenery without your girlfriend there. Instead you traipsed around in her hoodie, and sporadically picked fruit from the tables. The team played games, but you just mindlessly watched waves cascading against the shore.
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While watching the sun set behind the horizon that night you saw a vision of Natasha laid out on a blanket in her cherry red bikini. She lazily smirked up at you when she caught you staring, and for the first time since you left her back in New York you genuinely smiled.
Your duffle naturally slipped from your body, you instinctively rolled your shoulders, and cringed at the crackling. When it finally hit the ground it was as if a metaphorical weight was lifted off your shoulders with the physical.
The only things on your mind currently were how you desperately needed a hot shower, and how being in your lovers strong arms could heal the rest of your jilted soul. Proof found as with every step you took you felt your mood lighten, catching whiffs of Natasha's cologne making you hopeful that she was home too.
Hope is often futile though, and that happiness you felt moments ago melded into despair as the closer you got to your room suggestive noises could be heard through the walls. You took a deep breath, heart hopeful that she was having some alone time, but as you pushed the door open you were met with a damning scene.
Natasha, the absolute love of your life, was straddling a mystery man, and her soft pants only gave way to her being guilty in your mind. Your entire world was crumbling fast, your labored breathing alerted your lover to your presence, and she turned to you in horror.
It was clear to her you couldn't see him, which was unfortunate because had you been able to you might've saved yourself a bit of heartbreak. Because just beyond Natasha's back that was turned to you laid an unconscious bearded man with a knife pressed against his jugular.
Natasha hadn't been the most forthcoming when the two of you'd started dating, and you were seemingly oblivious to her status as a former KGB assassin turned superhero. It's not that she never planned to tell you all about her sorted past, because of course she did, it was just for a short time she enjoyed being just Natasha Romanoff, cuddle extraordinaire, the big spoon to your little; your Tasha boo bear.
You completely melted her beyond recognition.
With you around it was as if the crippling weight on her shoulders merely vanished. Neither of you had found that in another before, so this cataclysmic moment would be ultra devastating if it was leading to ruin.
Everything with you was picture perfect, you were a kind, beautiful, down to earth young soul, and she loved the balance you brought to her otherwise chaotic life. Two years in and she'd still yet to tell you her public identity, and in this exact moment she was regretting that.
"Y/N! Wait!" Natasha was desperate, and quite frankly she hadn't the time for a fight right now, not with the Hydra man she's knocked unconscious still out cold in your shared bed. The same one that you unfortunately found her straddling. "It's not what it looks like detka."
"Yeah, I know," you scoffed bitterly while shoving whatever you could into your duffel bag, "It never fucking is with you cheaters."
"I'm not cheating," her tone was one of clear devastation, as if she had a right to that when you had just walked in on her in bed with another. "Please, just give me a chance to explain," she pleaded while following you around the room, she tried to grab you but you quickly shook her off with a violent body jerk.
Then you turned around with an accusing glare that terrified her, "This was never real, was it?" Natasha stumbled slightly at your words, you had every right in this moment to say such a thing but it hurt her nonetheless to see you believe that. "No! It was—it is real!"
You tried to maintain a steely composure, not wanting her to know just how hurt you were, but you could hardly keep it all in the longer you stood before her, you felt exposed, and her heart completely shattered when she heard your harsh, misconstrued conclusion come through a shaky voice. "I was just a warm body for those cold winter nights..."
"No, it wasn't like that, I would never do..." Natasha heard a grunt from your room, she looked back in annoyance before her gaze returned to you as the door abruptly opened, all of her windows were closing in on her here. "Just wait at Lena's, please detka, I'll explain."
You were about to negate her request as you turned to face her, but you could see a clear desperation in her eyes that didn't exactly fit the cheaters narrative. There was obvious guilt, but you could tell it somehow went deeper, so you offered her a nod before promptly leaving.
As soon as you disappeared the reformed assassins genuinely broken expression faded into one of purely terrifying stoicism, she warned her sister of your arrival, then she returned to your room with a devilish smirk. This man was going to wish he was never born for ever trying to come after you, she'd see to it.
Once you arrived to the blonde's it didn't shock you much to see her waiting on the stairs of her farmhouse with a bottle of vodka, and a smirk.
"I heard my sister is an idiot," Yelena took a massive swig just before tipping it in your direction. You threw it back and grimaced, body trembling slightly at the bitter taste, "Yeah, she's an even bigger one than you."
"Ha-ha, so funny Y/N Y/L/N," Yelena mocked, her finger joining her as she flipped you off.
"Point me to the guest room or I'll leave and you can face your sisters wrath instead."
Yelena rolled her eyes exaggeratedly, but did exactly as you said as she escorted you there. Then as soon as the door shut your steeled façade crumbled and you fell asleep in tears.
Natasha raced to her sister's house within an hour of when you'd left in a rush. She handled the Hydra agent with ease, then ensured you'd never be on their roster again by putting a bullet straight through their leaders forehead.
Nothing had ever meant more to the redhead than you, so to think using you as a bartering chip would result in anything less than their blood shed left the redhead truly confused. They had to know she was just the perfect amount of unhinged to ensure your safety.
So once Natasha got to her sisters land she burst through her doors appearing frantic. "Sestra, chill down." Yelena gestured down the hall with her gun before putting it down. "She's beauty resting, trust me, she really needs it."
Natasha frowned as she realized just how tired you probably are, you'd only just returned from a week long business trip when you stumbled into your house to find her in that horribly compromising position. With a quiet step she made her way to you, stopping by the side of the bed so she could just admire you sleeping in case this would be her final time doing so.
"I love you Y/N," Natasha whispered the words that were tattooed on her fragile heart, and for a blissful moment she pretended like it was all alright as you remained motionless in the bed, but then you were glaring up at her, and she was reminded of the situation.
"Why do people only say that to me when they've wronged me?" You blinked away the grogginess as you moved to sit up and face the woman, putting a heartbreaking bit of distance neither of you were familiar with between your bodies as you shuffled into the headboard, and she remained on the edge.
"Am I not deserving of the guiltless love?" You smiled with a bitter sense of longing, hands flailing about as if that somehow strengthened your sentiments. "Like the ones I see in fairytales, where they get swept away smiling," you frowned now as a tear suddenly cascaded down your cheek, "and not where I curl up to weep in my bed for another damn night."
A beat of tense silence fell over you two as the redhead tried not to cry. Saying I love you (aloud) to you for the first time was meant to be a joyous thing, but she somehow mussed it all up and was left to say it in the hopes that it would be enough to stop you from leaving her. This whole situation was all her fault, so to make it all about her heartache now would only be selfish, and so with all her might she kept her composure as she candidly admitted her truth, "I'm not exactly who I said I was Y/N."
You scoffed humorlessly, "That's for sure."
"No, please, I know you're mad," she began to trip over her words, and for some reason this truly concerned you, because for as long as you'd known her Natasha had always been an eloquent speaker, even in the most stressful of times she got the job done. "Just please, let me explain, it'll make sense if you only listen."
"Okay," you breathed, "Make it make sense."
Natasha nodded and swallowed thickly, then she set her shaking hands under her thighs to lessen their distracting movements, normally you'd hold them, but she couldn't ask you to, not yet at least. With much struggle she lifted her gaze up from her lap to look into your eyes. It momentarily took her breath away, seeing that you were already trying to forgive her, she felt undeserving of your never ending love.
She decided to start slow. "I'm an Avenger."
You chuckled humorlessly, "Yeah, I know that."
Natasha looked to you rather dumbfounded, "You know?" You nodded, "How could I not?"
"Th-then you know about my past?" Your nod was more hesitant this time, telling her you didn't know much beyond her current title, so, in a moment of bravery she divulged to you what she fears would be enough to send you running, "I have many vindictive enemies..."
Your lips pursed, you thought her words over for the briefest of seconds before the lightbulb went off and you chuckled, "Thank God! That guy was so ugly I worried I might be as well."
"Detka what?" Natasha shook her head, she was experiencing emotional whiplash here.
"You're saying that guy in our bed was some sort of rogue agent right?" Natasha nodded frantically, then took the initiative to scoot closer to you when your defensive stance fell.
"I-I need to tell you about my past Y/N, it's unfair to have left you in the dark for this long. If you got home before me, I might've lost you, and I can't imagine who I'd become if I did."
Natasha's anxiety halved as soon as you intertwined your hand with hers, "You would have been the person to avenge my death, and then with the help of family you'd move on."
"No!" Natasha's teary eyes held a sternness that her saddened voice currently couldn't, "I'd never move on, you're my everything detka."
"Natty, death comes for us all, you have to promise me you'll at least try." She shook her head, and sighed, "I barely let you into my heart detka, you were a once in a lifetime find, and when that horrid day comes my heart will die with you—there's no after you my love."
You smiled sadly, tightening your hold on her hand, "I feel the same way Nat, when I thought you were cheating my whole heart shattered."
"I'd never cheat Y/N," she fiercely reassured, "It serves no purpose when all I want is you."
"I know that now Natty, I jumped the gun instead of remaining rational. I should've realized it was an enemy of sorts."
"No," she shook her head, "You were tired, and in the end I should've told you far sooner about who I was; I'm not exactly a picturesque hero."
"Hey, don't say that." You frowned as you saw the guilt swimming behind her eyes, you knew it ran far deeper than today's instance, but you didn't like her feeling forced to come forward with her darkest secrets. Everyone had a past, and you couldn't begin to imagine hers. "You're an inspiration to millions baby, me included."
"The people who came after you today..."
"Hey, you don't have to do that Nat, I already refused to read the articles when they released them." You softly kissed the skin of her palm, "I knew what I signed up for with you, I always did, and I understood you weren't ready to share back then, and I still understand now that your past is yours alone to hold onto."
"But what if?"
You shocked her into silence when you kissed her, "We can't live in what if's, only the now."
Natasha smiled insecurely. "For today, okay." She kissed your cheek, then her face softened. "I still need to keep you safe," she reaffirmed, "I want to move you closer to Yelena or Clint."
For a moment you froze as she spoke her thoughts aloud, you wanted to fight her on this, to tell her you'd been fine thus far, but you also knew this was likely the safest bet. "Okay."
"Really?"
You snorted, "I'd rather be your pretty princess in a castle than your ugly unwanted girlfriend."
"Don't ever think such things again detka," she cradled your face in her hands, eyes shining with unshed tears, "Your beauty's abundant, truly you're the most spectacular person I've ever had the fortune of knowing." Natasha genuinely smiled at you while marveling at your aforementioned beauty, "There's nobody else I'd ever love like this."
You moved to straddle her lap in an instant. "Kiss me, please," your words were beyond breathless, eyes growing darker by the second. Natasha slowly leaned forward, leading you to believe she'd give you what you wanted but she brushed passed your lips to rasp into your ear, "Is that all you want baby, is for me to kiss you?" You shook your head, "N-no, I also want you to fuck me senseless, but a kiss sounded far more romantic."
Natasha chuckled, "You're adorable detka, but more importantly, your wish is my command."
The redhead disposed of both of your clothing in record time, articles of all sorts were now strewn all over the room without much care. Her lips fleetingly pressed to yours before they traveled all over your body, leaving your nerves to almost overcompensate and for your skin to feel as if it was permanently set on fire.
"I need you daddy, please..."
"Shh, daddy's going to take care of you detka," Natasha's fingers slid through your sensitive folds, she pinched your clit and marveled in the way your body convulsed due to the sensation.
"So responsive," she mused as you gasped at the intrusion of her finger, your hips began to buck out of time with her lackadaisical thrusts. "Stay still, or I'll have you warming daddy's cock all night long." Your mind was decently fuzzy, but you still weren't dumb enough to fall for such scams so you stilled.
"That's a good girl." Natasha beamed, her lips kissed yours again as her pace picked up, it was a heady sort of make out as you were no sooner reduced to a panting mess the longer her fingers worked your dripping cunt over.
Normally she’d tease you, keep you teetering on the edge for hours until you just couldn’t handle it anymore, but you were clearly tired, and she was eager to see you come undone, and beyond grateful for your forgiveness so she didn’t tease. With every few thrusts she curled her fingers, dragging her calloused tips down your velvet walls as she slowly pulled out, to then have you cry out as she slammed back in.
“Daddy please,” your back arched and you clung to her biceps with a bruising grip. Natasha leaned down to peck your lips, “It’s gonna be okay detka, you’re being so good.”
Her teeth nibbled at your jaw and you mewled, your pornographic noises spurred her on and she began to kiss down your body in quick succession, a bite left here and there to make your throat sore as your moans kept going.
“Let go for me kotenok,” Natasha rasped against the sensitive skin over your pelvis, a shiver ran down your spine as anticipation seeped into your every bone. “Make a mess of my face,” she commanded, soft lips wrapping around your clit as she sucked rather harshly.
“Oh fuck!” Your body jerked off the bed as the coil in your abdomen suddenly unraveled. Natasha swirled her tongue around your bundle as she unlatched her lips, then she slid down your slit on a mission before replacing her nimble fingers with her hot tongue.
Natasha continued to fuck you into another mind numbing high, her slicked fingers slid into your mouth to soothe you with your essence as she greedily drank it from the source, you were pleasantly addicting.
When your quivering legs came to an abrupt stop, and your mewling died off she pulled away with a harsh inhale and drooping eyes. If you were awake you’d probably cum again just at the sight of her, with her reddened cheeks from the voluntary oxygen deprivation and with your slick dripping from her chin onto the swell of her breasts. Natasha did, she rutted into your thigh a few times desperately while staring at your peaceful face, and in less than a minute she relieved the last of her tension.
The redhead made her way back up your body once she came down, she kissed your lips tenderly, "Everything I do is for you—my beloved." She smiled in pure adoration at your fucked out state as she pulled away from you, your swollen lips prettily parted, with your spent body slumped into the firm mattress.
Your soft snores slowly filled the space, and Natasha relished hearing them, she never thought such a fear could exist, but it did. Your lover couldn't help but to finally let hot tears run down her cheeks as everything sunk in.
You just looked so beautiful, you always did, but this time you were somehow more so.
You were still hers, and her heart couldn’t be more fulfilled knowing that. That you weren’t afraid of her demons, no, you were only here to love her in spite of them, and with you by her side the future for once looked bright for her.
Natasha slid out of the room in a robe she found in the bathroom, she planned to collect snacks for when you inevitably awaken hungry, and as she entered the unfamiliar kitchen her eyes fell to the note on the fridge, and she finally remembered exactly where she was.
"I WENT TO KATE'S—Burn the entire room!"
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how about eevee? I always felt like eevee and it's evolutions would make pretty popular pets!
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Eevee would indeed make an excellent pet! And, I’d reckon, you’re probably right about them being popular ones too!
As far as looks go, eevees are perfect pet candidates: they’re lightweight, tiny, and fluffy! They may not be the best choice for people with pet hair allergies, since they look like they’re much more long a long-haired cat than anything when it comes to their coat. Ooooh, but I bet they’re soft! They are occasionally used as first partner pokémon for trainers in the Kanto Region, so we know that they are friendly and receptive to training, which is always a plus!
Unfortunately, we actually don’t have very much information about the behavior of wild eevees. This is a rare species (Yellow) that is rather rare to come across in most regions. Eevees are exceptionally adaptable, so it’s unlikely that they are endangered: rather, when faced with a new or harsh environment, eevees evolve to meet their new survival needs rather than remaining in this more vulnerable state (Gold, Silver). Pretty much all of the pokédex data we have about eevees is focused on this unique ability. This species’ genetic code is highly irregular, which allows them to mutate in a wide variety of ways to keep up with environmental and contextual changes (Red/Blue).
Eevees can evolve into an unprecedented eight other pokémon species, which each have different types and abilities to cope with different environments. These evolutions are most often triggered by radiation from special Evolution stones (Red/Blue) or unique area-specific conditions, but there are a few evolutions (namely espeon, umbreon, and sylveon) that are triggered by forming strong bonds with trainers and gaining experience under certain conditions. Keep in mind, when adopting an eevee, that it is really easy to trigger one of these evolutions by accident if your eevee isn’t given an Everstone!
Eevees can adapt their bodies to their environment without evolving as well. For example, it’s said that after spending a lot of time with a trainer, and eevee’s face will start to look more like theirs as an instinctually survival instinct (Ultra Moon). This could be really creepy or charming, depending on what that ends up being like. I personally have a hard time imagining what an eevee that “looks like me” would look like.
Since, when faced with dangerous or harsh environments, eevees tend to evolve both their bodies and capabilities, this species is not capable of causing much harm. Eevees mostly use normal-type moves that, considering their size, aren’t going to do much to you. Eevees aren’t particularly violent by nature, so they likely won’t ever be a threat unless accidentally evolved into a more powerful species.
Overall, this rare pokémon seems like they would be a model pet. So long as you avoid unwanted accidental evolutions with an Everstone, an eevee would be the perfect size and temperament to be a pet! They’re super sweet, and not dangerous by any means, so they’d be a great fit in most homes!
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0v3rcast · 1 year
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Imagine:
You, Great Creator of Teyvat, in the life before returning to your loving creations, contract lycanthropy. Beneath the moon, your body breaks and reforms as a great beast of the hunt.
Upon returning to the world you made, that power is now within your grasp, instead of the other way around. You don't need to lock yourself in a secure place every month or desperately resist the allure of raw animal meat - you can just toggle the Mighty Awoo Form whenever you please.
The people of Teyvat don't really understand what it is about a child raised by literal wolves that has their Creator so enamored, but it's kind of something they envy.
All the money in the world means nothing, flying is a vague passing fancy, walking on water or making bonfires from nothing or summoning lightning are just kind of given a pat on the back for.
But this dog boy who isn't even fully literate is constantly being given little favors, like randomly getting steaks or a bunch of animals coming into the area his pack lives in so they don't go hungry.
Speaking of dog boys, Gorou is more than a little flustered by the fact that the Architect of Eternity favors him.
(It's the one thing he can hold over Yae Miko when she's terrorizing him, and he's all the more grateful to you for that protection.)
At some point, one of your very envious and flustered acolytes come to you and ask just what it is about the pair that has given them such favor in your eyes.
Your response is an invitation to all of your acolytes to a special room of the palace on the night of the full moon.
They're all very excited to see this room, which up until now has been off limits.
Upon entering, that excitement becomes concern because of the massive claw marks in every wall and also the heavy scent of blood and the fainter scent of rot.
Once they've gathered, and the moon has reached its apex in the sky, you reach back in your soul for the Wolf Within.
It reaches back, tail wagging a thousand miles an hour, eager and happy to be free to roam.
And you undergo the change.
They watch in something like horrified reverence as your mortal form is warped and ravaged by something from within, something making their Divine Creator into a beast.
And you stand again, the shift over, now completely towering over every other being in the room.
(Because I love Okami, I'm gonna say your holy werewolf form has the cool swirls and red outlines that Ammy does
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but with a twist- instead of red, glimmering blue starlight adorns your fur, and the massive disc hovering behind you is made of perfect moonstone, connected stars softly drifting up from it, briefly forming constellations, and then vanishing.)
Razor BEAMS. The All-Maker was Lupical before, but now you're like Ultra Lupical! You are a wolf-person too, but, like, up to 11! You even have your own moon!
Gorou's smiling, his tail wagging rapidly. You know what it's like to have instincts like his, no wonder you were so considerate of his sensitivity to sound and smell, to his urges to chase- you had them all too.
Others range from 'absolutely flabbergasted' to 'weeping with jealousy' to 'a little worried why they're attracted to you being A Magical Wolf Person'.
You howl, and every other canine thing on the continent howls with you (including Razor, who is a wolf in spirit at the very least).
Andrius is having a big puppyish field day over the fact that the Celestial Packmaster is so close to his own form.
(He brags constantly to the other spirit animals of the world about how You definitely made him in Your image and gave him Razor to pass on the way of the wolf to, even if you didn't directly or indirectly do this.)
(The Adepti, for the first in probably millennia, feel their heart rates pick up in animal fear because if you so desired, they would be Back On The Menu, and no amount of running or flying would save them from the stamina of an enhanced human body mixed with the strength and speed of a divine wolf.)
You make sure your other hybrid or supernatural followers are well aware that you have nothing against them and that if you decide to go on a hunt, there's always space for them in your pack.
It becomes common for shrines to you to have guardian animals, dogs or wolves especially, and for hunters to bring your shrines the first kill they make under the light of the full moon every month.
(Maybe thanks to you 'accidentally' saying things out loud when you think you're alone, rumors start spreading that those with nonhuman traits (horns, animal ears and tails, nonhuman limbs) were descended from your favored servants or perhaps even your children.
And maybe that action means that those who've been ostracized for their nonhuman traits can live safer, happier lives, without the fear of rejection or the enmity of their neighbors.
But that's your little secret. They don't need to know.)
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