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Rai is my baby boi and I love them so much but Oh My God and I having thoughts & feelings about their relationship with Tengen especially like
They got picked up by Tengen at like....16? 17? Immediately thrown into an entirely new dynamic to what they were accustomed to with Jigoro & then the other slayers, and they adapted to it insanely well by filling in their own niche within the Uzui household that Tengen lowkey helped them figure out (he's got 3 wives, he knows how to do it)
And that led them to have the energy and drive to warp thunder breathing to suit them better with the naginata
Which then gave them the confidence to start showing what they're really like as a person + the confidence to interact with the Hashira while being so very certain of themself and their own capabilities, because if Tengen can maintain his faith in them over a minimum of 3 years then they must be doing something right, and not even the other Hashira can scare them now. Which leads to them having more friends!!
They get along with Kyoujurou and Himejima well and keep an eye on Mui when they happen to be in the same area as he is. They try to keep an eye on Shinobi because she reminds them of Shiori and Rai worries for them both. They don't blame Mitsuri for Shiori's injury and also enjoy sparring with her because they enjoy her strength and fighting style. Sanemi and Iguro's anger and bitterness doesn't faze them because they get it (and have helped Makio and Tengen when they're both having Bad Days TM). And then they take a look at Giyuu and go "oh he's gonna be my friend" and then proceed through that idea with the energy of a Golden Retriever/ Husky until eventually they do actually befriend him.
They don't tell Tengen about the Kamado siblings out of nerves, sure, but at the end of the day, Rai trusts Tengen to understand their decision and he trusts that they make decisions for a reason. They trust each other so much and a lot of Rai's confidence comes from working with Tengen and his unshakable faith in them as a person and a slayer!! They love each other so much and it just!! Oh my heart, I love them
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pdfbabe · 2 years
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lamourdelore · 4 months
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you’re going to sit there and expect me to believe ow*n knew what to did with all that? her thick thighs? her juicy ass? those adonis built biceps? her perfect little breasts he couldn’t even bother to touch when they were right in front of him? ungrateful little micro dick bitch
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ozu-teapot · 4 months
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All About Alice | Ray Harrison | 1972
Ken Sprague, Christopher Morley
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dontletyourguarddown · 2 months
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shorthaltsjester · 10 months
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watching the sdcc panel and i am just very :) about how sweet their answers to “what are some of the micro moments from the game that have stuck with you the most over the years?” are. taliesin saying what the fuck is up with that which was the first like The Party Gets To Know Each Other moments of c3. travis saying asking his wife if he could kiss her in campaign. marisha going way back to the cannonball competition in campaign one. ashley choosing the beauyasha date but also just the silly goat noise matt made. liam adding onto that to compliment matt roleplaying grass so well and then saying his favourite moment was writing a story for laura and reading it to her as caleb for jester. and then matt saying that was his answer, and that his favourite moments of the game are when they find ways to give gifts to each other whether tangible or not. and sam saying his favourite moments have less to do with the story and is more so when he can just. see his friends across the table from him. when marisha perches and when laura and ashley are (badly) drawing dicks and liam saying he loves when sam sneezes and ashley tells him to stop it and just. yeah. they Are an extremely popular online powerhouse, but i’m so happy that they’re also friends building a world together out of gifts to and love for one another.
like i Am so enamoured with the characters and the world of exandria but the moments when you can feel the love that those people have for each other reach out from behind the stained glass of their performances (to steal a metaphor from brennan lee mulligan) are so extremely special and i am endlessly grateful that they decided to share their silly little home game with the world.
#it’s just the. laura and travis’ characters always being supportive of one another when they’re facing hardship#taliesin and marisha consistently making characters who challenge one another and still protect each other relentlessly#all of them being so fond of ashley’s characters always and literally seeing them light up in c1 episodes when ash got to join in person#sam and liam always making characters who offer one another reprieves into kindness that they don’t always get in the campaign setting#liam making orym after falling in love with keyleth as vax#marisha making laudna after matt’s storytelling with delilah and choosing vex as her body double#ashley using ‘i would like to rage’ and matt having kord ask her where she finds her strength#laura and matt always weaving these deeply complicated and emotional interactions between a daughter and a father#the gasps and yells and clapping when matt makes cool sound effects or reveals a map or breaks/ends on a cliff hanger#them ending both campaign 1 and 2 with ‘what a great/nice story’ and travis saying ‘let’s do it again!’#and it’s like. yes yes i love the comics and i’m a fan of tlovm but . seeing this well produced thing that somehow mimics#the feeling i get sitting in my living room laughing with my roommates about my ranger’s giant rat failing to climb stairs#it’s very special it’s very sweet#critical role#sdcc 2023#taliesin jaffe#travis willingham#marisha ray#ashley johnson#liam o’brien#matthew mercer#laura bailey#sam riegel#cr cast#critical role cast#my posts
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gigamuffinsofie · 28 days
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criticalbeauregard · 12 days
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i truly commend and admire marisha ray to no end because someone with less confidence or thinner skin (probably myself included) would've shied away from these big character choices after the way keyleth was treated but following keyleth up with beau and then LAUDNA is a true feat. she has never once backed down or diluted herself to be more palatable or even to just avoid catching the brunt of completely misplaced and blind hate from many "fans" + baffling misinterpretations of her actions. sometimes i get really upset about how some viewers talk about her choices and characters and then i just have to remember that she literally doesn't give a single fuck and neither should i.
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FULL NAME: Rai Mochizuki (Eng order) / Mochizuki Rai (Jap order) NICKNAME/S: Thundercloud (Uzui household) BIRTHDAY/AGE: 21, November 3rd. GENDER: Nonbinary (masc leaning, primarily they/them, but doesn’t mind she/her or he/him) HOMETOWN / AREA: Takasaki City, Kantō. CURRENT HOME: Sound Estate. PROFESSION: Demon Slayer, Lightning Breathing Form - Naginata user. Tsuguko / Kinoe Rank.
PHYSICAL. HAIR: charcoal black & blonde with streaks and tips EYES: heterochromatic. right - gold, left - pale blue NOSE: straight but semi-broad FACE: heart / oval-esc LIPS: cupids bow COMPLEXION: warm beige with freckles all across their face, neck, and shoulders. SCARS: Thin “lightning strike” scars go down the right side of their face, neck, across their right collarbone and shoulder, reaching down to their elbow. Thin cuts from Daki’s obi attack are across their hips, and they have a deep puncture scar from Gyutaro’s sickle in their right side. They have a large scar across their back (starting on their left side and ending just before their spine) Kokushibo. HEIGHT: 5’9 WEIGHT: 155lbs BUILD: naginata-wielder / martial artist - lean muscle. USUAL HAIRSTYLE: when working - Pulled back in a high ponytail. when not working/any other time - Depending on their mood (and the mood of the Uzui household) they wear it anywhere between completely loose, loose with a couple small braids, completely braided (with varying levels of complexity), in a bun, or in their usual high ponytail. USUAL CLOTHING: Their uniform is quite similar to Tengens’, though in a dark teal, along with nichirin leg guards that cover their purple calf wraps / that they tuck their pants into, a purple sash that covers their white belt, a fingerless black glove on their right hand, and a detached sleeve on their left arm that is made from the Thunder Breathing yukata that Kuwajima gave them before they left for their Final Selection.
BACKSTORY. Growing up within a humble family, Rai deeply desired to prove themself by wanting to be the best older sibling they could be to Hotaru and Yosuke, the best younger sibling and helper to their older brother Akihiko, and a helpful hand for their parents. Learning wood working, carpentry, sewing, and cooking, Rai was all the more determined to be as helpful as they could be when Shiori, their cousin, was brought to live with them after the death of their aunt and uncle. It was after that tragedy that their father started to regard their left eye, which they shared with Shiori, as something of a cursed eye. After he took Shiori away, their relationship further strained, though it had no chance of being healed before the second tragedy occurred.
After their family was murdered by a demon, Rai was taken in by Kuwajima Jigorou and trained in the art of Thunder Breathing. While they were quite an average slayer at first, their innate stubbornness tended to have slayers of even a single rank lower (and a couple of those who were of higher rank even) look up to them for their determination in the face of exceptionally strong demons. Their warm personality also left quite an impression on Kaigaku, their junior, whom Kuwajima took in after Rai passed their final selection. While Rai saw Kaigaku as a younger brother, he saw a senior whose skill he had to eventually match and surpass in order to earn their respect. With Rai being sent on missions frequently, they weren't able to get through to him that he didn't need to push himself that hard. It was against such a demon, the most recently created Lower Moon 6, that Rai gained their signature lightning strike scar on the left side of their forehead and through their left eye. Due to their immense skill and determination during the fight, they were able to slay the Lower moon before the newly minted Sound Hashira, Uzui Tengen. Impressed by their skill and intense battle instincts, Rai was taken in by Tengen as his tsuguko. Shortly after, they were able to reconnect with their cousin, Yuuki Shiori, as Tengen had taken them to be backup for the squad Shiori had been a part of. Over the years, and thanks to having the rank of tsuguko, they were able to cultivate and master their own breathing style, Lightning Breathing, and change their weapon from the standard katana to that of a naginata. While it is far more clearly a derivative to Thunder breathing compared to Sound breathing, it allows Rai to fight more freely as they are able to incorporate both traditional slayer stances with certain Shinobi techniques.
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chaosgenasi · 11 months
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There, in a torch-lit tavern inn interior, you see the figures that you saw scryed on once before, gathered around in conversation with a bit of anxiety and hope in their eyes.
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lamourdelore · 5 months
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currently thinking about....
doctor!abby who you meet for the first time when she’s covering the emergency room. you’re a patient, suffering from abdominal pain and a high fever. it’s pretty quiet, and it’s also three in the morning on a wednesday. late night shifts weren’t unfamiliar territory for her, she only had a few more hours left and she would be calling it a night.
doctor!abby who greets you with a soft smile as she glazes over your chart, before introducing herself. even with all the pain you’re in, you try your best to muster the courage to put on your best face, but you’re in pain and it’s evident.
doctor!abby tells you she wants to run a few more tests after you explain to her what brought you back in here. she tells the intern to notify her when your test results come back in. she believes it’s your appendix, inflamed and your symptoms masking themselves as a flu doesn’t help. it’s why the last hospital had missed it when you came in a week ago.
doctor!abby attempts to stir the thought of you from her mind. you're a patient. she's your doctor, and she'll be your surgeon if she's right about your prognosis. abby can't think about how you're extremely easy on the eyes. how your eyelashes compliment your eyes, accentuating the darling hue she could get lost in if she allowed herself. your voice floats over her heart like honey, sweetening her up at her very core. it's sickening how she wants to swallow every bit of it.
doctor!abby finds it a little hard to believe she feels this way just after one brief interaction with you. she prides herself on being professional, being distant enough from the patient. she has to be, her focus needs to be lasered when she's in the operating room. she can't think of how beautiful you are, how much she wants to flirt with you, and how she would if she'd met you anywhere but this godforsaken hospital. god has a special kind of torture for making you her patient. she can just be your surgeon. cut you open, patch you up, and send you back home. it's all she can do.
doctor!abby wants to uppercut this intern’s jaw. it’s really not their fault, but you’re undeniably in pain and they were attending to another patient before giving your results to the lab. but it’s more than clear with the results coming back, it’s your appendix and she’s sure at this point it’s ruptured. fresh tears spring to your eyes as she explains they need to get you into surgery right away, before any further damage can happen.
doctor!abby watches as you wipe your tears away, embarrassed you’re crying in front of the stupidly hot doctor. it’s mortifying, and you hated to be like this in front of anyone. abby’s expression is focused, cold even. she reassures you the intern is going to prep you for surgery, the weight in your shoulders drops, but the pain persistent.
doctor!abby who is elated when the surgery goes smoothly. you wake up several hours later with slight discomfort, but you’re recovering nicely. she was supposed to leave the hospital hours ago, but couldn't bring herself too. the thoughts of you coming out of anthesia after your surgery, telling her how gorgeous she is and how briliant she is to save your life.
doctor!abby who was thankful you wouldn't remember her cheeks flushed, dazed eyes and a stupid smile from your compliment alone — thankfully no one to see how unprofessional she was being. how her stupid, caring heart couldn't seem to control itself around you. she blamed your eyes. they were too easy to get fall for, making her get lost in nostalgia, as if she’d loved you in some past life.
doctor!abby who thinks about you even after you’re discharged. you’re home, healthy, and should be out of her mind but you’re not. your existence stretched into every thought of hers. god, maybe it’s impenetrable, rose-colored glasses affecting her judgement, but she wonder what it would be like to see you out of the walls of this hospital. she imagines picking you up for a first date, holding your hand sweetly even if she was nervous — god — she thinks about kissing you the most. she would savor every moment if you let her.
doctor!abby who happens to see you again at dina’s place or more accurately, you’re waiting in the pouring rain, downright soaked. lightning paints the skies, cracking thunder rumbles making you jump as your rubs your hands along your forearms trying to regain some warmth. she’s never been more thankful for her loud neighbor. of all the people in the seattle area dina could be friends with it’s you. the woman she can’t stop thinking about, the beautiful goddess she dreams about is within her reach and she’s definitely going to take advantage of it.
abby softly greets you not wanting to frighten you, declaration of her appearance known as she says your name eloquently. it’s the hot doctor, oh my god. oh my god.
“dr. anderson?” you question, a hint of a smile wanting to escape and abby takes note. your hair is wet, silky, hint of curls forming. drops of the rain flow over supple cheeks, falling over wet lips.
yet again, abby is reminded of just how beautiful you are. butterflies swarm the pit of her stomach at your excitement to see her. you’re surprised but you can’t stop looking at her. it’s a relief, the hope you might feel the same as her.
“please, just abby.” so distracted by her, domineering presence you noticed the umbrella she had, shielding you from the dreadful rain. but it really didn’t seem too terrible. not when she was in your company.
abby was shed of her white coat, only wearing navy blue scrubs and simple tennis shoes for comfort. biceps sculpted to the heavens, slightly wet from the rain which seemed to make them appear even more delicious. you want to eat her right up.
“i’m so confused. you live here?” abby gestures to the house right next door. “yeah, right next door.”
“i was just coming home and you looked…..wet.” abby silently cursed herself for being so goddamn awkward. it was worth it though, your small laugh an equal reward.
“if you want, you can come to mine. dry off, not get completely soaked while you wait for dina.” abby offers sweetly. “totally up to you, but my home is pretty damn cozy. warm too.”
the two of you are smiling like idiots. abby’s hoping you say yes and you’re thinking about how adorable she is, despite how physically terrifying she may appear.
“okay….yeah. i might be into that.”
“yeah?” abby’s voice changes, dropping into a tone you hadn’t heard before. it’s pure velvet and you want to feel it on your skin. you want to feel all of her. she leads the way as you stay under the umbrella, impossibly close to her as she protects you from the rain.
doctor!abby who gets you a change of dry clothes, a crewneck sweater and sweatpants. she can’t help but notice how adorable you look in her clothes. abby tries to do her best not to flirt with you as you’re sitting on her couch, but she fails. she’s asking normal questions, non-sequential small talk, but her hand is on your thigh. though the cotton is thick, her touch lights a fire between your thighs.
doctor!abby who nearly combusts when you start touching her arms, her shoulder, ghosting longer her thigh. but they find home elsewhere. fingers delicately smoothing over the end of her braid. abby can’t stop the way her heart stops, and then continues. the blonde strands wrap around your finger like a vice, clinging onto you as if it’s the sole purpose of existing.
doctor!abby who can see the ember shining in your eyes, the way you’re looking at her, like you might just eat her whole. fuck, she would let you too. she’d let you do whatever you want.
“i bet you look beautiful with your hair down.” you tell abby, inching forward, your thigh touching hers. “but you’re beautiful like this, too.”
“beautiful? me?” abby questioned as if it wasn’t obvious.
“don’t play dumb, dr. anderson.”
“i told you to call me ab—” her words just stop when you sling your left leg over, straddling her, grinding your hips just slightly before you fully press your weight on her. she sighs at the contact. feels s’good, having you this close.
wordlessly, you slowly undo her braid until every blond strand is free, her scalp thankful for it. abby moans as you run your fingers through her hair. your bring it over her shoulders on both sides, cradling her face in the palm of your hands.
“you really think you’re not? you’re going to sit here and pretend like you’re not the most beautiful woman i’ve ever seen?” abby blushes, supple cheeks close to crimson, but she doesn’t look away.
“yeah, baby? you think so?”
“i know you are.”
abby lifts her hips cockily, smirking as the moan leaves your lips. all these layers, but being pressed up against her is doing something to you.
“i guess blonde doctors are your type then, huh?”
“only when they keep checking up on me when they didn’t have to.” your hands rest on her hips, as you lean into her, nose pressed against hers, lips ghosting over her very kissable ones.
“i was just doing my job, you know?”
“sure you were, dr. anderson.” abby grunts, aggravated you won’t just say her name again. she needs to hear it.
she can feel your breath on her lips, if she just moved slightly upwards, she’d be kissing you. she wants to, needs to.
“you want to kiss me.” your pupils dilate and your voice trembles.
“say my name and maybe i will.”
“so it’s that easy?”
“mhmmm, that easy.” abby hums, and her name is about to fall off your lips. tragically, dina walks through abby’s front door before you get the chance to. you’re not embarrassed to be found on abby’s lap, and dina knows it too. she just laughs and asks if you’re ready to go.
you whisper in abby’s ear before biting gently, “until next time, dr. anderson.”
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an. omfg i actually like something i wrote???? wild.
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gunsatthaphan · 7 months
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no one:
ray: I'm a boyfriend now.
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earlycuntsets · 9 days
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you'll have to forgive me. this is history to me
gerard: frankie's mouth was all over my hair. that was like really gross but at the same time it's still kinda hot. yknow what I mean?
audience: 🦗
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edit: @vriska-serketboard brought up that it also sounds like "frankie's mouth was all over my hand" honestly I can hear both.
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exocynraku · 11 days
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back in my day you could have kits with a kittypet and have rouges join your clan on a whim and no one would bat an eye . now you have to jump through 20 hoops just to hook up with someone cross clan and every loner gets shot on sight. stupid modern clans and their woke mind virus
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dykealloy · 6 months
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