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youngpettyqueen · 3 months

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also realizing despite all my posting I havent actually talked much about what the senior staff of the Athena are like?? tragic. some short write ups under the cut so that people who are interested can have some basic idea of what these guys are like-

Captain Mamotha: Mamotha is Half-Romulan, Half-Human, and is one of the first Romulans to join Starfleet. she is also one of the youngest captains in Starfleet's history, getting her first command- the USS Athena- at age 26. Mamotha is incredibly ambitious and driven, quick as a whip and brilliant, but also short-tempered and desperate to prove herself. she's been reaching for the stars since she can remember, and since she can't reach them from the ground, she'll take a ship and fly to them

First Officer Commander Quincey Griffin: Quincey passes himself off as a Human male, but he's actually a Q. fairly young by Q standards, Quincey is curious about and inspired by mortals, and seeks to understand them better. he's bright and eager, but also naive and oftentimes reckless. he's gone through Starfleet and risen through the ranks the mortal way, eventually making a First Officer of himself under Mamotha.

Chief of Operations Commander Ruven Vahl: Ruven is an experienced and respected officer, who has served Starfleet for many years. as a Trill, he's usually been a family man in his previous lifetimes, Ruven has had to spend much of this lifetime in various wars, the last being the Dominion War. his parental instincts have carried over, and he's very wise, but he tends to be a bit overbearing. he wants a family, but at his age, he wonders if it's maybe too late

Chief Medical Officer Doctor Tarea Ellok: Tarea came up as a doctor during the Occupation of Bajor, and was a Cardassian defector who fled to Bajor to assist them as a rebel. she was captured and detained for years by the Cardassian government, before being released and exiled after the Occupation ended. she took her skills to Starfleet, and became one of the first Cardassians to join their ranks. haunted by her past, she struggles with making connections. but she's very compassionate, with a fierce sense of justice. bringing her younger brother, Zeros, with her to the Athena, Tarea hopes this will be a new start for them both

Chief Science Officer Commander Pan Belrose: Pan has wanted to be a Starfleet scientist since they were very young, and now they're living their lifelong dream. Pan is full of hope and determined, and you'd be hard pressed to find a harder worker, but they're also pretty distant from people, and struggle with insecurity. Pan is autistic, and proud of this. them and Mamotha came up through the academy together and are best friends- Mamotha insisted they be her Chief Science Officer

Chief of Security Lieutenant Keyara Drok: Keyara is a legacy child, both her parents having been Starfleet. but her parents were killed when she was very young, leading to her being taken in by friends of theirs- a Klingon couple. Keyara is extremely loyal and bold, but overprotective and quick to aggression. she always cut a strange figure, a Betazoid among Klingons, but she's as Klingon as any of them. she's particularly overprotective of her younger brother- Counsellor Bewroth

Ship's Counsellor Counsellor Bewroth: Bewroth was a respected war hero in the Klingon Empire, who joined Starfleet after he was severely injured in battle and had to retire from combat. his legs are biosynthetic prosthetics, and he uses a walker in his day to day life. he's courageous and passionate, but struggles with his own reputation, and socializing beyond work. he's soft, for a Klingon, and he takes prides in this. he joined Starfleet to make the example that Starfleet is good and honourable, and to assist other traumatized, disabled veterans like himself, and to keep an eye on his big sister- Lieutenant Keyara Drok

Chief Engineer Lieutenant Commander Larro: Larro was inspired to join Starfleet by her older sister, T'Strei. she was recently promoted, with the Athena being the first ship she's Chief Engineer for. she's eager to prove herself and endlessly curious, but she overestimates her own abilities, and has a hard time seeing past Vulcan logic when it comes to trying to make connections with her peers. as much as she was inspired by her sister, she also wants to step out from under her shadow, and prove she's something great, too

Helmsman Lieutenant Kovu Nalime: Kovu grew up in the Occupation of Bajor, and was a very young fighter in the Bajoran resistance the last few years of it. and then, only years later, she found herself in the Dominion War as a Starfleet cadet. Kovu is compassionate and fierce, but also suspicious and unable to relax. having spent most of her life at war, all she wants now is peace, but she can't stop looking over her shoulder, always preparing for the next fight

Navigator Ensign Wilos: Wilos is the odd one out, as he's not technically Starfleet, even though he wears the uniform. it was given to him as a courtesy- Wilos was sent to join the Athena's mission by the Changelings, as a symbol of good will towards Starfleet. Wilos didn't participate in the war himself, but he holds memories of his previous clones fighting in it, and it leaves him with a lot of conflicting emotions. being the first Vorta to truly work with Starfleet, Wilos is unsure of himself and insecure, but he's also curious, and eager to learn. he isn't sure what his place is, but he wants to find it, here among the stars

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drakaripykiros130ac · 1 month

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The book version of Alicent Hightower had an actual spine. She was ruthless, cunning, she knew what she was doing, she was not sorry and she was ready to face the consequences.

Media today is so obsessed with promoting strong female characters on screen. So why wasn’t Alicent portrayed exactly as GRRM wanted her to be? What’s the point of going for a meek and whinny version who does nothing but complain about the consequences of her own actions?

So far, what the TV version of Alicent Hightower has shown is that she seems to have Paranoid Personality Disorder, Illusory Superiority and she also suffers from memory loss (since in episode 6, she was practically signing Zira’s lullaby to Kovu/Aegon like “One day when you’re big and strong, you will be a king.”, and then in episode 9, she has no recollection of plotting to put her son on the throne).

If this was the showrunners’ attempt at trying to make her “likable”, “approachable” or “relatable”, they seriously need to rethink their strategy.

#anti alicent hightower #anti team green #anti team green stans #anti greens #anti hotd #anti house of the dragon #asoiaf #canon asoiaf #fire and blood

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saffronwritesstuff · 2 months

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐎𝐟 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐲

Summary: When your slight gift of prophesy shows you an ugly future you’re faced with an impossible choice;kill the man you love or watch your world burn. Which will you choose?

Pairing: Luke Castellan x Apollo!Reader (gn! I think)

W/C: 3.12k

Genre: Fluff + Angst

Warnings: blood? A little violence✨ Luke might be ooc. Lack of capitalization.

A/N: HI EVERYONE! Welcome to my debut fic! I hope you all like it! Please lmk your thoughts if you don’t mind! I’d love to know how I did🫶

As a child of Apollo you’d been both blessed,and cursed, with the gift to see a few minutes,hours,days or weeks into a person’s future just by touching them .you never knew which it was,just that it was their future. And from an early age,you'd learned to keep it a secret from your peers,claiming that you knew the questions on the pop quiz only because you'd done them on some quiz website and such. But the moment you'd come to Camp Half Blood and been claimed by the God of prophecy himself,it’d been harder to conceal your ability.Especially when the futures you'd seen weren’t particularly pleasant. There’d been multiple occasions where you’d bump shoulders with an unsuspecting ares kid only to see yourself and your team getting your asses absolutely hands to you in capture the flag.But Luckily you hadn’t seen anything life threatening yet.No deaths,No fatal injuries.Just Little (not so) Fun Facts About The Future.

But all your secret keeping had come to an end the moment you'd met Luke Castellan. Both you and the brown (blue) eyed son of Hermes had come to camp at around the same time and while spending time in the Hermes cabin,waiting to be claimed,you’d forged a strong friendship.Both you and he had come from similar backgrounds,what with your mother being a raging alchoholic and his being schizophrenic. You bonded over the experiences of having an unreliable parental figure and having to raise youselves.However the way in which your stories diverged was that while he ran away from home,you’d been kicked out for being a ‘leach on your mother’s resources’ you’d gladly left and although you struggled to survive alone,you had found your way to Camp with the help of a satyr who also became your close friend.

The day you’d been claimed was both the worst and best day of your life,You’d hit a bullseye on a moving target on your first try during archery practice and Luke has pointed to the glowing lyre floating above your head.The other kids of the Apollo cabin who’d been close enough to witness the event ran over to hug you and welcome you to your,rather extensive,family.You’d Moved your things the very same night and while you now spent a little more time with your half-siblings,you and Luke still spent your free time together,you shared your dreams and aspirations witrh each other,his being to go on a quest to prove himself to his father,Hermes, and yours being to be a world class archer.As weeks became months and months became years,the two of you grew closer and closer.

He eventually confessed to you after you’d just beaten him in one of your sparring sessions. At first you thought he was joking,but the longer you watched the look of slight hope in his eyes,you knew it wasn’t in fact a joke.You dropped your sword and helped him up,all the while watching as he seemed to deflate at the fact that you’d blatantly ignored his confession.You turned to leave and just when Luke has started making his way after you,you tackled him to the ground and kissed him saying, “look ya long enough scar”

you’d started calling him by that particular nickname after you’d both watched the lion king 2 together. You had remarked how you found kovu’s scar kinda hot. At the time he’d asked you if you found him hot for his scar and you merely shrugged it off,hitting him with the remote and it’d just become a sort of an inside joke. But you were the only one he ever let bring up the little trophy he’d earned on his quest,anyone else who even tried to comment on his scar only ever got a glare,which said enough about how he felt about it.

After you accepted his confession the two of you basically became the power couple of the camp,the best swordsman and the best archer,a deadly combo on the field and an adorable couple on the daily.

But the day a kid called percy Jackson had come to camp,you’d begun to see a subtle change in Luke’s behavior. Sure,to the untrained and unassuming eye,he seemed to be himself,just plain ‘ol friendly Hermes cabin counsellor Luke Castellan.But you noticed how he seemed to be just a little more jumpy,a little…scared? You were worried to say the least,but you didn’t really say anything.Your mind went to your ability…could you use it to see what was bothered him? “no…seeing his future probably wont tell me jack…” you’d told yourself while sitting in your usual spot under a tree near the strawberry fields.You were re-reading your copy of the odyssey,a present from Luke for your 1 year anniversary,how he’d gotten it,well you didn’t need to know. As you waited for him,the seconds turned to minutes and the sun had begun to set.Tonight was capture the flag and you figured he was just telling the new kid how it was all going to go down. So, closing your book you walked back to your cabin to get ready.

After you were fully decked out in your armor,you headed down to the pavilion and took your place beside Luke,ruffling Annabeth’s hair and saying hello to Percy in the process.Luke bent down to give you a kiss on the cheek,causing you to turn a slight shade of red, before placing his arm around your waist and pulling you closer. Thank the gods the Apollo and Hermes cabins had allied themselves with eachother this time,you hated having to fight against Luke although that didn’t mean you held back when you found him to be your opponent. As Chiron was explaining the rules you looked over to Percy, he looked a little nervous and you reassured him that he might not get that badly hurt,though you could make no promises. The game started and you and Luke took off in the direction of what you thought was the Ares flag. You wove through the forest,trying not to make a sound. And when you finally found the flag you silently disarmed the flag bearer using an arrow while Luke rushed in to grab the flag.You hi-fived eachother and sprinted back in the direction of friendly territory. As you followed luke,you were suddenly tackled by a burly Hephaestus kid.Luke turned to defend you but you stopped him. “GO! I’ll be fine!” He hesitated but nodded and kept on running. Jumping to your feet you pulled out your dagger and expertly fought your opponent,using your ability and hoping on your father that it showed you the kid’s upcoming moves and not his future life.Luckily,it worked and you were able to predict his attacks and push him to the ground. You silently thanked your father before turning and running in the direction in which you’d seen Luke go.

Upon your arrival you heard your team’s ruckus cheers. You all celebrated and when you turned to Luke to give him a sweet victory kiss,you were stopped by a loud howl ripping through the sounds of celebration . And suddenly,you were all firing arrows at a hellhound. “How’d that get in here!” you called over to your half-siblings who all shrugged and kept firing arrow after arrow. Eventually the hound fell dead but Percy was badly wounded,Luke was at his side in an instant and with him so were you. You watched as percy stepped back into the creek and his wounds just vanished. “there’s no way…” you said,your voice trailing off. You looked over to your boyfriend to see him looking just as surprised as you felt, “looks like there is.” He said. And when you turned back over to percy,sure enough there was a smokey green trident floating above his head. Chiron came forward and said aloud what you had all been suspecting,after which you all knelt before Percy Jackson;the Son of Poseidon.

After that day Luke seemed to be overly nervous.he fidgeted more and his mind drifted off more often,sure these were signs of his ADHD,hell you had them too,but something felt wrong.

When Percy,Annabeth and Grover got sent on their quest you and Luke sent them off,him giving Percy the winged converse his dad had given him,and you some extra mortal cash for their journey. You then sent them off with wishes of good luck and safe travels .

After that your lives just went back to normal.

One day,while under the tree in your regular spot,your head resting on Luke’s shoulder,you asked him the question that’d been running through your head for the past few days. “Hey Luke?” you began, he hummed in acknowledgement and you took it as your sign to go ahead. “has anything been bothering you lately?you've been kinda scattered…more than usual actually” at this he suddenly went stiff before relaxing and replying, “just stressed these days love,that’s it”

“wanna talk about it? You know I’m here for you if you need to talk right?”

“I know…it’s just that…ive been having nightmares again”

You sat up straight at this and looked him in the eye,concern painted all over your face

“again?? When did it start? What are they about? Are you okay? Are you in danger? Can I help???” you let the stream of questions leave your lips before you even had a second to process them.

He let out a little laugh,a sad look suddenly coming over his eyes. “don’t worry y/n,nothing I can't handle. '' he joked,squeezing your hand. You weren’t buying it.

“Come on Luke.you can tell me…” you cupped his cheek and looked into his eyes,searching for a clearer reason for his pain.

He placed his hand over yours and leaned into your touch,kissing your palm.

He sighed,“can we talk about this later? Please? ” he sounded pained but you gave him the space he needed. You trusted Luke with your life;you trusted him to tell you the truth “sure” you said.

When he was ready,you’d be there for him not matter what.

A few days later when you were sparring together he got an iris message from Annabeth,Percy and Grover, he accepted and you both said hi to the trio of kids they told him of their adventures and how they knew who the lightning thief was. At the sudden mention of that last fact,you saw him go slightly pale.Not much,but you noticed. You stayed silent watching their exchange,and when percy said it was Ares,Luke visibly deflated. ‘no…’ was all you could think. There was no way Luke had anything to do with Zeus’ Master-bolt going missing…you simply refused to believe it. Suddenly you couldn’t breathe and your head was spinning. It was suddenly hard to breathe and that’s when you noticed Luke was at your side,his hand on you back propping you up and asking you to lie down,asking you if you were okay and what happened.You just rushed to wrap your arms around him .You held onto him for dear life and started sobbing.he hugged you back but pulled away when he noticed you were crying. “hey..hey are you okay?? What happened? What did I say?” and for the first time you did it. You used your ability on Luke and what you saw confirmed your suspicions.

You saw him setting a pit scorpion on Percy. Admitting to stealing the bolt,admitting to summoning the hellhound.you saw him leaving Camp Half-Blood behind.You saw it all.

In that moment you knew that you should let him go. Push him away and kill him for being such a traitor not only to you but to the entirety of camp. But you just held him closer,tighter,impossibly so. You didn’t want to believe it.Your Luke,the only true family you had other than your Apollo siblings. The man you loved,was a traitor. But you said nothing. You put on a brave face and spent the next days with him as though nothing was wrong.you

You savoured the next few days,went on picnics,sparred together and when he inevitably asked you if you were okay, you just told him you hadn’t slept well.He dropped the subject pretty quickly. And when the night of his betrayal came,you were ready. You left your siblings to practice and made your way to where you knew he’d try to leave from. And sure enough he came running out of the forest with a sword different to the ones you'd seen in the armoury and the forges. This one was two-toned,one side seeming to be steel and the other the celestial bronze you knew well. The moment Luke saw you he looked almost relieved,but when he saw the arrow you had drawn,his smile quickly faded. “y/n,” he chuckled, “wha-what are you doing?” you kept a straight face,tears beginning to well up in your eyes.

“how could you luke! How could you betray us! Betray me?!” you choked through your tears and his face went completely blank.

“you don’t want to do this y/n..just put the arrow down and we can talk about this”

“like hell we can! I’m not letting you set a pit scorpion on me too!”

He looked almost hurt as you said those last words but he just sheathed his sword and held his hand out for you to take.

“come on y/n.do you really want to be a slave to the gods forever? They don’t even care about us.Join me.Join me, and Kronos will let us rule the new world together.we can make our parents pay for abandoning us,we can get justice”

You looked at his outstretched hand,it looked so tempting .You wanted nothing more than to drop your weapons and run to him. To say yes and rule the world with him.You didn’t care about the gods and about this world,all it had ever done was hurt you and you’d be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t want to see Olympus burn sometimes,but you caught yourself . Just as you began lowering your bow,you remembered your siblings.your friends at camp.what would happen to them? Would they just be casualties to him? Would Luke spare them on your request?

You were many things but a traitor was not one them.

You dropped your bow to which luke smiled and made his way to you. He wrapped you in a warm hug and for a second you felt like everything was good in the world. You hugged him back,tight. “I love you” you said, giving him a teary kiss,which he returned.

Then,as quick as you could you unsheathed your dagger and stabbed him.

he grunted in pain as he was hit with the sudden realization of what you’d done. He staggered back,blood beginning to stain his shirt. You began to cry out. You didn’t want to do this. It felt like you'd been stabbed yourself and that’s when you looked down to see he was holding out his blade as well,and it’d cut you in your side,deeper than you’d gotten him.You fell to your knees and when you lifted your head,he was gone.You lay there on the grass,bleeding and crying.you shouted for help as loud as you could before your vision grew blurry and you passed out.

When you woke up you were met with the sight of the infirmary’s ceiling.

You tried to sit up but the searing pain in your side kept you down. You groaned in pain before turning your head to the patient in the bed next to you. It was Percy and he was passed out cold.

All you could manage was a strained,“Percy…” before a firm hand held you down.

“Rest.” You heard the familiar voice of one of your half-brothers,Tom.

“What happened?” you whispered out,but it was just loud enough.

“Luke happened. He set a pit scorpion on Percy and then he stabbed you” he said softly. He must have known how it’d affect you.

At this information you began to tear up again. “so it wasn’t just a bad nightmare?” you asked. Tom sighed before replying. “unfortunately not…” he squeezed your hand and asked you to rest.

You fell back asleep sobbing.

In your dreams you found yourself standing in a shallow pool of water,luke was standin in the distance and you,without thinking,just ran to him. You wrapped him in a hug and he did the same. You looked up to him with tear stained cheeks and teary eyes and kissed him. “Im sorry” you choked out.

He kissed you back before placing another kiss to the top of your head. “I know y/n…I am too”

“Will I ever see you again?”

“yes…”

“but we’ll be on,”

“on opposing sides…yeah”

you both sighed and just stood there,holding each other.

“Then this is goodbye isn’t it” you said this time more clearly,you were finally beginning to believe how real this all was.

“it is…good bye y/n. oh and, I love you,please rememeber that.”

you nodded and with that your dream faded to black and you woke in the infirmary once again.

Everything had changed so fast,but the one thing you were sure of was simple. There was a war coming. And you had to be ready to fight the love of your life.

You had to kill Luke castellan.

#🌾saffron writes #percy jackson #pjo #percy pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #luke castellan #luke castellan x reader #luke castellan x apollo!reader #luke castellan x you

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angelltheninth · 2 years

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Kingmaker

Pairing: Leona Kingscholar x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, rough oral, scratching, biting, overstimulation, clit stimulation, throne sex, semi-public sex, rough sex, dirty talk, degradation and name-calling, porn without plot, submissive Reader, Leona is rough but also with a hint of sweetness

Word count: 1.3k

A/N: By now I don't think it's a secret that I love Leona to bits. I'm not gonna lie I lowkey hope he sounds similar to Kovu in the eng dub, don't judge me. The prompt for this one was 'power imbalance' with Leona. For more of my 5k event fics you can go to my wholesome version or to me darker version of the lists.

You'd heard stories of the ruthless King Leona. When you first came into the throne room and he'd ordered everyone to leave, you could definitely see the hint of that sharp nature of his. But his face, his eyes, they weren't cruel, they were hungry.

When he told you to step closer, you found yourself mesmerized by his voice, they way he sat on his throne, his vest open and showing his abs, his biceps, his head casually leaning on his hand, "Come closer, let me have a good look my new handmaiden." Even his voice was enticing.

The only thing that was ruthless about him was the pace at which his mouth and tongue currently worked between your legs.

"Put your legs on my shoulders beautiful, let me really get in there." His voice vibrated though you, hands tangled in his wild mane of hair, his sharp nails digging into the soft flesh of your thighs.

"My-my King! We shouldn't be doing this." You most definitely should be getting pleasure from your King's tongue probing and prodding your inner walls. You shouldn't lift your legs on his shoulders and bring him closer to you. You shouldn't be sitting on his throne, moaning as loudly as you were.

"Says who? Certainly not me. And is my word not law to you?" Your voice faltered before you could respond properly, trailing into a wonton whimper as he moved his head back and forth between your legs, "Tell me to stop then. Say you don't me to make you come and I'll stop. Do you want me to stop?"

At the very thought of him stopping now that you were so close your body revolted. Your thighs pressed tight around his head, "...No. Please don't stop, not yet." Heat flushed down your cheeks, the embarrassment only adding to the high pitch of your voice.

That fact only seemed to add to Leona's resolve, "Here I thought you were supposed to serve me, and here you are, panties on the floor, your bra tossed aside, your beautiful face hot with lust and shame, and loving every fucking second of your King taking what's his. Tell you what sweetheart, if you can come for me right now, I won't just make you my handmaiden, I'll make you my personal slut. I'll fuck you every night. Would you like that sweetheart?"

You could see it clearly in your head. Helping Leona with his daily duties during the day, and falling naked into his bed at night. Having to sneak around to not get caught, hiding the marks he leaves in you, yet relishing in them. Screaming his name in the safety of his bedroom while keeping your voice low whenever you have sex during the day, his hand over your mouth to help muffle your whimpers, his mouth hungry on yours before he lets you scream your pleasure out.

There was no holding back your orgasm, your hand clamping over your mouth, tears running down your face from the overstimulation you were experiencing at his hands.

"Good girl." His mischievous look sends further shivers down your spine, or maybe it was his tongue, still slick from you, licking up to your throbbing, pulsing clit, tapping and circling your the stiff bundle of nerves, "You'll keep my bed, and my cock, nice and warm from now."

You whimpered as he licked your clit again, this time pushing his head away, "Too much."

"What was that? Too much?" Leona leans his chin on your inner thigh spreading your slick as he gives you the cockiest grin you've ever seen before turning his head, his fangs scraping over your skin, "That won't do at all." You hissed in pain, Leona's fangs pressing into your thigh leaving behind a not at all subtle bite mark, "I see you need a little bit of stamina training."

"T-Training? What do you mean?" Leona rose from between your legs, pushing you further back, slotting his hips between your legs.

"I think you're smart enough to guess." His hand unbuckled his belt, undoing it just enough so he can slide his pants and underwear below his ass. Your eyes locked on the tip of his cock, a bead of thick cum pearling at the very top. "And I think, judging by that orgasm, that you're more than ready for my cock. You better hold on to me okay? Because I'm not gonna be gentle."

You gulp but despite his words find yourself drawing him closer and closer until you can comfortable wrap your arms around his shoulders. His lips move over your neck, slow and hot, unlike his cock which he pushes in all in one go.

The stretch wasn't that painful due to your arousal, plus the slick made it easier for him to move, to back up until only his tip is left in you. You only had but a taste of him, but your pussy already wants more, clinging onto his cock and wanting to draw him in deep once more.

Leona's hands held your hips still as he bottomed out again, "You're a little tight. Haven't had a cock like mine before huh? I'll make sure you get used to it soon. Just relax for me."

"I'm sorry." You apologized on instinct, eyes shutting tight.

"No need for that." His next kiss was surprisingly gentle, as was his thrust, calculated and slow, drawing out a shaky sigh from your lips, loosening you up.

Every thrust came with the addition spark of pleasure. It wasn't long until Leona started to hammer his hips against yours.

"That my good slut. Taking it so well for me." A wanton moan tears from your throat as he presses closer to you, "You sound delightful when you're getting fucked. I'm going to have so much fun with you sweetheart."

Your walls tighten around his cock, your nails run down his arms, bracing around his forearms as you arch your back further into him, the swell of your breast pressing against his muscular chest.

"Gonna come? Look at me. Look at your King while come from his cock." Leona's pace doubled, grunting, his eyes locked on yours, hungry and wild.

Your cunt clenched around him, fast like a spark of lightning. His smile was downright smug. Knowing that he drove you to this state, made you spread your legs in his throne room, craving his cock, making you let go so completely, he couldn't hold back either. Not anymore.

His hands tightened on your shaking hips, his pace getting more forceful, desperate, and almost a blur as his full balls finally emptied his cum deep into your womb, filling you up until his cum dripped from you.

Cupping the back of your head he hugged your close, kissing away your tears.

"You did well, I'm so proud of you." He rolled his hips a few more times, getting the last drops of cum out before he pulled out, his eyes locked on your cunt, swollen and so full of his seed that it spilled onto the throne room floor. "Hmm, next time we do it here I gotta remember to bring a towel with me. But don't worry, it's not like anything's gonna happen to you because of this. Especially because you're mine now, no one's gonna dare to even look at you wrong."

"I-Thank you my King." Leona tilted his head before chuckling, and bringing you into a deep kiss. He still tasted like you.

"You're my new handmaiden. It's my job to make sure you're content as well." His smile as as bright as the sun, "Speaking off, we should go wash up. Make sure you don't let too much of my cum drip down your thighs too much." The growl in his voice sent another bolt of arousal coursing through your body.

"Yes, my King." You had a feeling you'd be speaking those words a lot more in the future.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #disney twisted wonderland #leona kingscholar #leona x reader #leona kingscholar x reader #leona twisted wonderland #leona kingscholar twisted wonderland #leona kingscholar smut #twisted wonderland smut #twst smut #twst x reader #twst imagines #twst leona

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peachhoneii · 3 months

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If Cain exists and is a son of Lucifer, can you imagine his trial for killing Abel? It doesn’t need to be a trial. Just the moment Heaven decides he’s banished:

Deception…Disgraaaace…Evil as plain as the blush on his face.

Born in grief…raised in hate…helpless to defy his fate…

Let him run…let him live…BUT DO NOT FORGET WHAT WE CANNOT FORGIVE.

HE IS NOT ONE OF US. HE HAS NEVER BEEN ONE OF US.

Lucifer may witness all of this at a distance, unable to comfort or help his child. Because we know Heaven won’t let Cain into Hell. Nephilim weren’t seen in a positive light in The Bible anyways.

That adds on to his own smothering protectiveness of Charlie. Heaven already took a child from him and made it impossible for that child to return home. Cruel mercy indeed and plus Cain got marked.

Seeing what Hazbin is doing with Christian mythology, I can totally see Abel’s murder being a murder but having additional context/being complicated af/also neither knew what murder was.

Not justifying fratricide. Just saying it’s messy.

Gotta thank my friends for the idea, “Cain got some Kovu problems.” And it’s like YEAH. He does.

Deceptioooon.

#hazbin hotel #lucifer morningstar #charlie morningstar #lilith morningstar #eve hazbin hotel #i love the idea of lucifer’s bros sentencing his son to exile #even tho abel instantly forgave his brother #since neither knew what would happen #how could they know one would die #murder didn’t exist yet

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mask-of-prime · 6 months

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V/T and Even More Tiifu

Was horribly artblocked from writing the plot for the remainder of VG's storyline and had been overcome with sudden Tiifu brainrot out of nowhere at the same time, so I did the only thing that was making me feel better: Ship Art.

You know how Kiara and Kovu are known for their strictly round Pridelander features vs strictly angular Outsider features respectively, or how Simba and Nala seem to contrast with square features and saturated, reddish color scheme vs neutral/greenish colors and smooth, slanted features? Vitani and Tiifu's physical gimmick seems to be contrasting body types lol. From the way I design their definitive adult models, Vitani is underweight with a broad upper body while Tiifu is overweight with narrow shoulders and a curvy lower body.

A revelation I've had the past few days is that I seem to have an easier time drawing round Pridelander characters with a tablet rather than a mouse. I normally just use a mouse at home and only just started getting properly used to drawing with a tablet provided at my school. I'd better start getting used to using a tablet, it's a required industry standard.

Another thing I seem to be experimenting with is this kinda xeroxed look that Silver Age Disney films once had, like that sketchy, barely-erased lineart.

Top left is referenced from this lovely cat picture sent to me, and the bottom right takes inspiration from those videos of people squishing animals' faces when getting really into petting them lol (like this for example)

Other illustrations include sketches of expressions Tiifu is least likely to show, a fullbody sketch showing her (lowkey medicine cat-like) hunting party healer attire, with a quadruped-accessible pouch crafted by none other than Makini.

Lastly, on the top right is a cold-ridden Vitani (this one is a visual I often get -- no matter what comfort character -- when I feel immensely stressed or upset. Thinking about it now and I'm wondering if a hurt/comfort visual like that might stem from the fact that I wish stress was visible like being sick was, and secretly wishing for that attention and babying if someone were to notice)

#The Lion King #The Lion Guard #TLK #TLG #Vitani #Tiifu #My Art

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thelittlespanielthatcould · 6 months

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I wanted to take a picture with this thing framing him but somehow forgot how tiny he was. Luckily, you can still spot him, if you look for his little tongue!

#he's so small how is he so goddamn little and small im crying #kovu #ckcs #kovus face #joy is stored in the spaniel #trails #just a little guy #kovu --- perfect

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parketmansion · 2 months

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Kiara and Kovu from Lion King 2 were peak romance. They made each other want to be better and they did. 10/10 show-stopping incredible. "In a perfect world, one we've never known, we would never need to face the world alone. They can have the world; we'll create our own" like okay?????? Coming out here slamming me in the face with such poetry????

#lion king 2 #kiara #kovu #kiara x kovu #relationships #love will find a way

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doomspaniels · 1 year

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Kovu is the most precious creature on this planet and we must preserve him at all costs.

Outtake! Silly baby face!

Do you see how my dogs look at @thelittlespanielthatcould? Are you folks seeing this? On second thought, @thelittlespanielthatcould also needs to be protected at all costs along with Kovu.

#tristan #guinevere #cocker spaniel #kovu #ckcs #kovu — perfect #SpanielCon #sploot #outtakes #the faces

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australet789 · 1 year

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TLK: Breaking Traditions

"But, Queen Kiara..."

"I said no!" The golden lioness tried to contain her rage, but a growl managed to escape her throat. "My cubs have barely started going outside the cave, you are not deciding what they should be training on!"

"But it is time!" Replied the mandrill. "You and yer brother also start' yer training at dis age-"

"And our cubhood was robbed! I didn't have a say in the matter, not Kion. He was forced to be a soldier, I'm not repeating the same mistakes with my cubs".

Rafiki snorted. "It was not mistake. You were ready. Such is tradition. Such is da word of Da Lions of Da Past..."

Glaring at the old mjuzi, Kiara rolled her eyes. "I don't care what they say. I'm the Queen. This is my last word".

Something snapped on the mandrill. "How dare ya disrespect da ancestors! It was yer grandfather Mufasa who decided you and Kovu were together in da first place!"

It was too late for Rafiki to realize what he has revealed. He only regretted it when he had the sharp teeth of the Queen next to his face.

"... What did you just say?" ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Since The Roar is not a superpower in my lore, i needed to explain those "clouds" in the painting where Kovu explains what happened to Kion about the second movie. So those clouds are Mufasa blessing Kiara, although Rafiki hid something the deceased King only shared with him...

#the lion king #tlk #tlk fanart #fanart #illustration #kiara #rafiki #the lion guard #my art #pictures arts #lions #mandrill

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shiratamahatsumiyo · 4 days

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Leona Kingscholar x Zira Reader Part 1/2

Hey guys, it's me, murd3r0u5S1l0u3tt3. My old phone broke so I made a new account... Anyways, enjoy.

Zira is the main antagonist of Lion King 2. She was one of Scar's followers and is the mother of Nuka, Vitani, and Kovu. She resented Simba and sought to end the lives of those who are allies of the Pride Rock by using Kovu but failed. She died after falling and drowning in a dam.

I'm gonna imagine them as one of the Savanaclaw students. You held a rather obsessive admiration for Leona that can rival Rook's obsession with Vil. You are also loyal to him... Too loyal. During the Savanaclaw Arc, some Savanaclaw students' mouths went off on and on about how they are going to win because of Leona's plan against Diasomnia very loudly. You immediately shut them up by sending them to the infirmary. Leona scolded you because now Savanaclaw have less players now.

"What do you mean just scold them? Dorm leader, you know that my loyalty belongs to you, and only you. Why would I just let those mice run off like that?" "Zira, I'm tired of all the bullshit coming out of your mouth. What makes you no different from them?" Honestly, Leona didn't even ask for your admiration, he found you annoying as a follower. You're even worse than Rook for Seven's sakes!

After that argument, your mood worsend and you're dragging your dormmates along with you. Although too scared to even face you, one of your youngest brothers asked if he could study at a friend's dorm. "Friend? What friend? You don't even know anyone aside from me, your siblings, and dorm leader Leona? And what makes you think I'll let you go to another dorm?""U-um... They're at Diasomnia...so can i--" "DIASOMNIA?!" Your brother flinched the second after hearing you roar curses to said dorm. "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?! INTERACTING WITH ANOTHER STUDENT FROM A RIVAL DORM?!! THEY COULD HAVE EATEN YOU ALIVE!!!" "I...i-im sorry...i promise I wont--" "What would you expect?! They'll welcome you into their dorm with open arms?! Ha! What an idea-- Wait..."

You suddenly become silent and a cruel smile showed on your face. "...That's...That's a great IDEA!!!" "...Huh?" Your brother is now confused as you stopped yelling and then started hugging and praising him. "Such a great idea! You're a genius devil! You really are suited for this dorm, dorm leader Leona would be proud..." You thought of a horrible plan to use your brother and infiltrate Diasomnia to injure more students. Ruggie, however, heard all of it since you could be so loud during one of your mood swings and reported it back to Leona.... As much as he wants to go with your plan, he doesn't want to target Savanaclaw as suspicious.

During lunch, you ate at a far table with your brothers, talking about how one of them will infiltrate the rival dorm inside and the other will spy outside and report back to you. Your discussion is now interrupted by a hand slamming on your table. The entire cafeteria went silent as they awaited your wrath, you are now pissed but if it were another student and not Leona himself, they'd be covered from head to toe with huge scratch marks...That is if they'd have remaining toes left after interacting with you. "Why, if it isn't the dorm leader! What can i--" "Enough with your formality crap and follow me. We need to TALK." Leona growled.

You meet at the botanical garden, most likely skipping class. Leona ordered you and your brothers to back off and that Ruggie will do the rest. After that he just left, you are just standing there, furious. Your younger brother asked if you were ok-- "BACK OFF? WHAT DOES HE MEAN BACK OFF?! HE HAD THE NERVE TO ROAR AT ME WHILE I'M TRYING TO DO WHAT'S BEST FOR SAVANACLAW?! WHAT'S BEST FOR US?!!!" You clawwed and scratched trees and bushes left and right. Your brothers finally calmed you down. "....You know what? We'll no longer wait for him. I WILL DO WHATEVER IT TAKES TO DRAW BLOOD FROM HIS HORNS. And then... Leona will finally acknowledge me..."

Timeskip to the part where Leona's about to Overblot. You gave him the final shove. You thought you were loyal...You thought you were making progress...You thought you meant something to him... But all that doesn't matter now. After Leona turned the coliseum to sand, debris trapping your brother...."I..I..I'm sorry, nii-chan.….I tried....to help....him...." You will never forget the day of what that cowardly excuse of a beastmen did to him. "Shhh... It wasn't your fault. It's alright. You can rest now."

#Twisted Wonderland x reader #Twisted Wonderland x Zira Reader #Twisted wonderland x Beastman reader #Twst x reader #Leona Kingscholar x reader

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sleuth-draws · 3 months

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LOVESICK (part 4) - Close to You < prev | next >

Vitani has been acting strange.

Well, she always acts strange; that's kind of her thing sometimes. But stranger than usual.

Kiara has noticed that her friend can't quite keep eye contact anymore, often darting away quickly. When Kiara comes close to nuzzle her, groom her, even just to chat, she's been insistent on keeping more distance than usual, scooching away with an awkward and very unsubtle clearing her throat. On top of that, she's being leaving the den at night more and more to pace and grumble. Vitani might think she's being discrete but Kiara knows her enough to be able to tell when something's wrong. She's started to worry that her dear friend has started to lose sleep.

She's more than familiar with the old Vitani -- the quiet broody lioness who most times couldn't stand to stick around the pride, more out of habit than preference. She's reminded now of that Vitani.

There's no one she's enjoyed seeing come out of her shell more than Vitani. Except Kovu, of course. But she loves getting Vitani to crack that crooked smile of hers, getting her to loosen up and see that there's no immediate threat to look out for anymore. Kiara never bore witness to the atrocities Scar inflicted upon the Pridelands but she thinks witnessing how her new friends have been affected by Zira's tyrannical reign is the closest thing to it. The lack of food, the lack of support, the lack of love. She can't imagine what that's like.

Kiara does realize her privileged position; she's the Princess of the Pridelands for gods' sake. She knows she could never come close to knowing what it's like to suffer this greatly or to feel the after-effects of cruelty. But it's all she can do to check in on those who have.

So when her training lets out at the first sign of sunset, she spares Kovu a halfhearted nuzzle before going off in search of Vitani as she always does.

She's not at the watering hole, nor the fields, nor in the shady spot where they play-fought just a few days ago.

Hm. The Guard must have finished late today.

Kiara heads back to the Rock to visit the lair and approaches just in time to see Vitani exit with Imara at her side. The two are speaking with hushed tones and standing rather close. Vitani ducks her head in laughter and Imara nuzzles her side.

A pit forms in Kiara's gut. Huh. She must be hungrier than she thought. Yeah. That must be it.

Before she knows it, she's trotting towards them, calling, "Hey, Vitani!"

Her friend perks up instantly, those big ears of hers at attention. She looks hesitant but smiles at her nonetheless. Kiara grins as she makes her way over.

Imara nudges Vitani with her shoulder almost smugly, before bidding her goodbye and offering a respectful nod in Kiara's direction just as she comes face-to-face.

"Hi," Kiara breathes, only a little winded from her hurried journey over.

"Hi," Vitani breathes back, though she doesn't look tired at all.

Kiara tilts her head at her tall friend. "How was patrolling today?"

"Eh, it was fine. Imara just left to report to your old man. Had to chase off some mangy rogue who thought he could flirt with me and the Guard. Unfortunately, he was stubborn enough to let things get violent."

"Ugh, he sounds awful."

"Oh, he was," Vitani barks out an amused laugh, "But I knocked him flat and he ran away scared."

"Ha! You sure showed him," Kiara chuckles, finding herself circling around Vitani. She does things like this sometimes, stalking around Vitani as if hunting -- and at one point, Kovu as well -- and she doesn't quite know why. At this point, she's reasoned it's simply a natural habit. "How lucky we are to have you to protect us." She leans in to brush their sides together, nuzzling her cheek to Vitani's. "I missed you, y'know."

Vitani tenses but that's never been atypical. Touch has always been something her friend found hard to get used. "Oh, I, uh --" She clears her throat, thrown off her game. "I-I missed you too." She shakes her head. "But you just saw me yesterday, Princess!"

"I can still miss you!"

A snort. "Yeah, right."

Kiara is about to shoot a retort back when her nose starts to itch and a loud sneeze interrupts her, startling them both.

"Yeegh," Kiara exclaims, shaking her head and licking her nose, "Vitani!"

"What?"

"There's so much dust in your fur! No doubt from that fight. You seriously need a bath."

Vitani bristles. "Ugh, no way." She shakes herself out, ears flapping almost aggressively. "Look, I'm totally fi--" When she takes a step forward, her foreleg buckles and she stumbles, catching herself with the other foreleg.

"Vitani!" Immediately, Kiara is moving in to assist her.

"I'm fine, Kiara." Vitani grits. "It's just a sprain, nothin' I can't handle."

Kiara looks back towards the fields. Her mother won't be back with food a little while. "Come follow me."

"But --"

"Don't argue with me. Come on." Kiara headbutts Vitani's shoulder and though Vitani grumbles the whole way, they walk up Pride Rock together. There, several lionesses are resting out at the entrance of the den, grooming themselves and each other and sunbathing while they still have a sun to bathe in.

There's a round of greetings when the pair ascend, including Tiifu, Zuri and, surprisingly, Kasi, who are dozing in a pile together. Vitani stares as they pass; Kasi looks away in slight embarrassment.

They find a spot somewhere nearby, still warm from the sun, and Kiara gives a look that makes Vitani sigh loudly and plop down. Kiara settles in beside her.

"Hmph, good. Now..." Kiara leans in and starts grooming the fur on Vitani's neck; immediately Vitani jerks away. "Oh, come on, Vitani."

"I-I-I really think I can do this myself!" Vitani stutters.

"Don't be ridiculous," Kiara huffs. "You couldn't reach that neck of yours if you tried!" She leans in again and when Vitani dodges once more, she reaches with both paws to ensnare her head and hold it securely to her. Vitani struggles but doesn't go so far as to kick at her with her hind legs -- a great sign. "Ha. Good girl."

Vitani goes ramrod straight. Kiara pays her no mind and starts to groom the tuft on her head. Slowly, her friend starts to relax, though she maintains the tension in her shoulders, claws digging into the dirt. Eventually, that too leaves her, pressure rolling off her shoulders till even her claws, trained to be out at all times in attack position, start to sheathe themselves. She breathes a sigh and closes her eyes.

Delight fills Kiara's chest. There's something precious about this. Being able to just lie here in peace with someone once considered her enemy and relax together. To see her realize there's nothing to fear, at long last. Vitani has been scared for so long. She might not like to admit, but Kiara knows. Kovu has told her the hardships they all had to face at Zira's paws, Vitani in particular. He'd been blind to it, at first, giving in to Zira's hate-filled rhetoric and training. But the months after the war had allowed the siblings to open up to one another, where they'd previously been emotionally standoffish.

Vitani was the one keeping their family together. Her closeness to their older brother as both of Zira's neglected children and her admittedly enforced love for Kovu was bridged by her need to do right by her mother. She amplified the admiration for her younger brother among the Outsiders, she kept her older brother in line, and, greatest of all, she was the perfect soldier. Savage and wild and bloodthirsty, eager to fight and, lucky for Zira, eager to please. Because, however small, that was the closest she would get to actual love from Zira.

A transactional, militaristic relationship.

And when at last she defied her mother, she was quickly cast aside.

Where Vitani had loved Kovu superficially, as taught by Zira, there was also the real love of being the only sibling who truly cared for him. They're twins, after all, as easy it is to forget, uniquely linked. That love was smaller, unfostered, buried away, but it was there. Her betraying Zira was what made Kovu realize there was more that needed to be talked about. How could they leave things the way they were? After they'd lost their only mother and Nuka, after not even knowing their supposedly shared father, how could they go on not truly knowing one another?

The months of healing did them well. While Vitani had been reclusive at first, there were times where she was seen with Kovu and she looked truly happy. Now, they're closer than they'd ever been, and Kovu happily recounts their visits together to Kiara.

It makes Kiara wonder: does Vitani fear being cast out again? Is that why she's been so aloof? Is she afraid that the peace is delicate, that it'll all fall apart one day and her value will be reduced to nothing once again?

Kiara will do anything to keep her from feeling that way.

An easy rumble in Vitani's throat draws her from her thoughts. She's nearly clean now, her usually unruly tuft smoothed into a funny-looking cowlick, but Kiara is reluctant to let her go.

"Something's been bugging you lately, hasn't it?"

Vitani's eyes open and, regrettably, a small amount of tension comes back to her. She's quiet for a long time, as if calculating her response.

"It's nothing you gotta worry about, Princess. I'll be fine."

Perfectly calculated, in fact. Something that says she shouldn't press or pry, even jokingly. Something Vitani wants to sort out herself. And as much as Kiara wants to help with this, to get her sleep and ease again, she has to respect it.

"Okay," Kiara settles on, "But if you want to talk, or need help in any way, you know I'm here for you, right? I always will be."

Vitani tilts her head and looks earnestly at her. Her violet eyes are soft, softer than she's ever seen them. A thumping erupts in Kiara's chest.

"Yeah. I know, Ki."

"I-I really care about you," Kiara finds herself blurting, "You're my best friend."

"What? But I thought Tiifu and Zuri were your best friends," Vitani says, surprised, "Or, Kovu? I can never keep track."

"No -- I mean, well, yes, they are -- but I can have multiple!" Kiara sputters, suddenly nervous and not knowing why. "The point is, I...I feel so close to you. I couldn't stand it if you were hurting a-and there was something I could do to help you."

The whole exchange gives Vitani pause and she's quiet for a long moment.

Then, miraculously, terrifically, magnificently, Vitani allows herself to nuzzle the side of her face into Kiara's chest.

"You're my best friend too, Kiara." Vitani smiles that lovely, crooked smile. "I...really care about you too."

It feels as though a storm cracks through her.

She's shaken, almost vibrating in her pelt. Her fur is warm, her mouth is dry -- what is this? She prays -- oh gods, she prays -- that Vitani can't hear her thunderous heartbeat. It would be awful of her to ruin this moment.

But what is it that's afflicted her?

And where did the air in her lungs go?

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