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secret-engima · 15 days

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I have tea and a soap box let's spill something shall we (Wakfu Rant)

*sips tea*

I've been in this fandom for like. A month? more? Depends on how long it took me to work through the show. I've not actually interacted with the *fandom* at all, just the canon stuff and my own spiralling insanity. But while I'm here I might as well make enemies /s. Therefore:

Oropo is a much more compelling character deserving of redemption than Qilby. Qilby:

Had a loving literal goddess mom and a bunch of loving siblings.

A beautiful planet and thriving culture he could go anywhere and do anything on

The capability of going into space without any technological aids once he got bored of the Eliatrope world and started to suffer the effects of his eidietic memory thing. We know for a fact that Eliatropes and their dragon sibs literally don't need so much as a helmet to vibe in space, they could have gone out there any time, explored the cosmos a bit, found cool things as souvenirs and brought them back to show off to his siblings.

While this is very clumsily and blatantly retconned in s4, in s2 Qilby is very open and blatant about the fact he willingly picked a fight with Orgonax with the INTENTION of forcing his entire people to flee their world into space just so he would have more company than Shinonome. An entire world and no doubt thousands of Eliatropes and who knows what pieces of their history and culture were lost because this man, and I remind you again that s2 Qilby taunts Yugo with this fact no matter how s4 woobified him, wanted to FORCE his people to join him in space rather than just let manning the fuck up and going out there with his sister on a buddy roadtrip.

Seems very convinced that some or all of his specimens in his lab are the last of their kinds, which at best means he intentionally targeted dying species on alien worlds to capture and put into jars for literal eternity which is all kinds of animal cruelty (assuming some of them aren't sentient!!) and at worst means he is the reason they are the last of their kind because Qilby wanted his souvenir to be Unique.

when his people finally found a new world to settle on and be happy and try to reclaim their culture, he instigated a SECOND GENOCIDE, this one taking out not only their home world but literally every. living. adult Eliatrope (and dragon considering the propensity for dragons to have Eliatrope twins as stated in s1). Literally thousands if not millions of people are dead, thousands of children are orphaned and left trapped in a realm where they cannot *grow up*, the vast majority of his own siblings are dead and oh look at that. He's stuck in sensory deprivation hell. Man. If only there was some course of action he could have taken that would not have led to him fighting his own siblings, losing his arm, and getting stuck in the white void of horribleness. Man this truly is a tragedy of fate. Definitely no way he could have gone back into space without the Zinit. Definitely could not have just hopped on Shinonome's back with a packed lunch and gone out there on his own knowing he would have a loving family to come back to whenever he got lonely. Man.

upon breaking out of the White Void Of Horrible he is even more mentally unstable (and yes I know he's mentally ill during the above events, that does not excuse his actions when he is aware enough of them to gloat about them to yugo later) and immediately decides that he's going to kill this entire world in order to leave and he's going to take his siblings and the few surviving eliatrope kids with him by force.

has ANYONE other than me noticed the incredibly dark and horrific implications of him apparently planning to kill Phaerys and Yugo (and Adamai likely). Yugo says he couldn't go through with it and I'll believe that, but the fact he apparently consciously PLANNED it. Am I the only one who saw that scene and went "if he kills them, then they go back to the dofus and hatch without any memories, which means he will be able to RAISE AND GROOM THEM in the Zinit to believe that whatever Qilby says is right and do whatever he wants, like galavant in space for eternity".

S4 can retcon as much as it likes to make the Orgonax thing an accident and Qilby a mama's boy (which I freely admit was funny and I would have enjoyed in any other villain), but going off s2 and moving into s3 I REALLY cannot see why people like him more and hate Oropo.

And even if we DO count s4's retcon that made the first incident an accident the SECOND WAS STILL DAMN WELL INTENTIONAL. And Qilby is still responsible for the death of thousands twiceover on top of the death of an entire culture. All of Eliatrope history, culture, science, medicine, *music*, *STORIES*, it's all gone save for whatever the Emrub kids happen to remember (and the kids will not remember it accurately because they are children). All their architecture is destroyed, all their native cuisine is GONE and so are the ingredients to make them. All because Qilby wanted to force them into space WHEN THEY DID NOT WANT TO GO and HE COULD HAVE GONE ON HIS OWN AT ANY POINT WITH SHINONOME.

Speaking of Oropo! Let's look at what we know about him for comparison!

Was created by accident and is intimately aware of it.

was thrown back in time and lived most if not all of his life perpetually terrified of changing history or accidentally erasing himself and his siblings

Not only saw all of his siblings die off over the years but had their energy absorb into him in something that is no doubt extremely traumatizing to undergo. if any of you have watched the Oropo-centric ova, man for a mastermind manipulator he sure do look like he wanna cry and throw up and curl in a little ball when two of his siblings die in front of him and he is forced to assimilate their life energy.

"Supposedly" staged several key villain creation events which I personally press x to doubt because it's so clunky when mixed in with s1 and s2 lore BUT if we graciously assume that he did then gee. can't possibly be a factor of the third bullet point and his terror of erasing the timeline with his own existence can it? Can't possibly be Oropo falling into Every Heroic Time Travel Trope Ever where the hero ensures a certain event happens in order to maintain the timeline in key points hm? Even if it's a bad idea?

Has been successfully and lovingly married? partnered? mated? to a badass half-dragon wife for literal centuries and every time they are on screen together before the Dramatic Amalia Bullshit they are loving and balanced and give off so many Old Married Vibes and then THEY RESUME that dynamic for the few seconds on screen they have before they both die.

Adopts and raises hundreds of orphaned demigods who apparently were more than happy to live in the Tower and follow him throughout their lives, and in fact show no sign of abuse or manipulation in their behavior until the finale when Anakam decides it's time for everyone to think Oropo is horrible

is actively DYING when we meet him and not just dying but faced with the prospect that there is no happy ending for him. He will never see his loved ones in the afterlife, he will never know peace, he will be assimilated by his creator Yugo and at *best* be essentially digested into raw wakfu and at *worst* be a ghost stuck in the head of a man he has extremely complicated and negative feelings about for the above time travel and sibling trauma.

Adamai EXPLICITLY MENTIONS THAT OROPO IN S3 IS ACTING OUT OF CHARACTER when he goes into his more Blatant Villain Moments. Which sure, could be "the mask" falling to reveal someone "oooo evil" but isn't it far more likely he's acting out of character because he's dying and having a crisis about it.

canonically hates violence, but was so desperate to ensure his loved ones would have a better world he was willing to resort to turning himself into a suicide bomber to "create a better world". Was this a good idea? no. but ppl apparently love to point out how Qilby is mentally unstable to justify his behavior soooooo like. Why is that excuse not applicable to the guy who's literally spent his entire life being uncertain he's even real and has a right to exist but is real enough to DIE and never see the people he loves again and therefor go off the rails in his attempts to make something better for them?

in s4, the same season that makes Qilby sympathetic so if you count that as canon then by gods you better count the Oropo moments as canon, Oropo gives Yugo a reprieve from the literal life sucking torture he's in, helps him get a new outfit, and lets Bouillon play fight him (because again, Oropo hates Doing Violence) to keep him distracted and SANE while his body is being horribly tortured. In the end Yugo even confirms they are real and a part of him which is literally all Oropo wanted in his dying speech if you rewatch the finale and boil down his fury to its bullet points (he is a clone without a future and literally says stuff along the lines of just wanting to be REAL and wanting Yugo to ACKNOWLEDGE him).

For a supposed mastermind villain who wanted Yugo dead Yugo sure does seem Super Duper Alive in the months/two years/whatever timeline Ankama is using this hot second since he created the clones and was therefore *no longer necessary* for Oropo to keep alive.

At the end of the day Qilby actively chose HIMSELF over the wellbeing of others and got multiple siblings killed as well as two worlds and an entire civilization/culture wiped out. OROPO set himself on a path of similar destruction and then ACTIVELY TURNED BACK because he was faced with the choice of his ambitions or HIS LOVED ONES and he PRIORITIZED THEIR LIVES OVER HIS OWN AND HIS OWN GOALS where as Qilby not only did not do that, he didn't do it TWICE. TWICE. Oropo's death count is miniscule and he chose to sacrifice himself rather than lose the people he was doing this for and Echo knew he would make that choice, which means she also knew his love of them was genuine. You cannot compare that to Qilby and tell me Qilby is in any way better.

Okay rant over I'm going back to planning my wakfu canon rewrite and my various Echo/Oropo oneshots thank you and good day.

#Secret Engima Rambles #wakfu #Oropo #wakfu oropo #wakfu qilby #SE rants #if anyone comes in here talking about the manga or the games don't even bother #if its information that the writers of the show cannot be damned to put IN the show then it does not count for the purposes of this compari #also if you like qilby that's fine?#s4 qilby was entertaining #but Oropo is best boy and Imma kill canon on this hill #thanks #long post

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hahnsplatinum · 1 year

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ok so Knives x Livio but ONLY in the very specific post-trimax “oops all redemption arcs” roadtrip scenerio

there’s just something sooo tender and awkward about Livio approaching Knives with kindness the way someone might try to trap a feral cat for a bath

and the flip of Knives begrudgingly realizing through Livio that Vash might have been right about a few things

both of them simultaneously learning how to be Normal Humans (with mixed success)

#livio metaphorically separating knives and razlo by a door like introducing cats to each other #im imaginging that dymanic eventually just becoming k and r #playing rock paper scissors over who is telling livio/take the blame for startinf a fights with random locals/bandits #surprise - is was both of their faults actually #livio the double fang #razlo the tri punisher of death #trigun #trigun maximum #knives millions #millions knives #knivio #livio/knives #is there a ship name for this??#hahns speaks

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wantonlywindswept · 1 year

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Good Dad Paz ficlet

i;’m fukkin. sobbing. apparently all i needed to write was an episode of mandalorians being DADS and loving their kids who knew

Post 3.1 canon divergence, Paz decides to go after Din on his epic roadtrip to Mandalore. din is sir not appearing in this ficlet

Mando’a I decided didn’t have an acceptable substitute in English that vibed:

alor: title indicating a leader

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The day after Din left, when the Armorer reminded them that redemption could only be achieved through the Living Waters, Paz's first thought was, 'What kind of fool would go to a poisoned planet?'

His second thought was the horrifying realization that Din was absolutely that kind of fool.

Then Paz immediately started packing, because apparently so was he.

"Do you go to aid him, or to dissuade him?" the Armorer asked, standing on the landing pad below as he shoved supplies into the battered Z-95 Headhunter. It had taken another day just to requisition the ship, waiting for its return from offworld while Din's trail grew ever colder. The covert only had a few ships available and most were constantly in use; Paz's decision to requisition the starfighter had not been looked upon kindly.

"When has he ever done anything but what he wanted?" he grunted, wedging his assault cannon into the space behind the Headhunter's seat. He'd scrounged together enough supplies to last him a week, pulled mostly from his own reserves, and had items for barter stowed away should he make landfall on a populated planet.

"He is an apostate," the Armorer pointed out, "Which makes him no longer our concern."

"He's an idiot," Paz countered, "And he'll get both himself and his child killed if he goes to that cursed planet."

He finished stowing the last of his supplies and jumped down, landing heavily in front of her. She regarded him silently as he straightened.

"Do I have permission to leave, alor?" he asked stiffly.

Paz wasn't sure what he would do if she said no. He hadn't really thought that far ahead: a common failing of his, to do things without first thinking them through. He approached life fists first and blasters second, and most problems were solved through judicial application of one or the other.

That method never had really worked on Din, though, no matter how much they tried it with each other.

The Armorer considered him a few moments longer before inclining her head, and Paz felt just a moment of relief before she spoke again.

"Do you agree with Din Djarin's choice?"

He blinked.

"Alor?"

"Had it been your child in danger," the Armorer enunciated, "Would you have removed your helmet as he did?"

Paz stiffened. His gaze darted past her, to the edge of the landing pad, where Ragnar waited patiently to say goodbye.

Paz hadn't known, on Glavis, why Din had removed his helmet. All he'd felt was anger - not unusual, when it came to Din - and stomach-churning envy - also not unusual - from seeing the Darksaber finally returned to Mandalorian hands. Hands that weren't a Vizsla's, for all that Paz thought the damned thing was cursed. Hands that didn't understand what they held; hands that were, in the end, not Mandalorian at all.

And that had been the sharpest cut, a grieving wound reopened: to realize that one of his brothers, returned from the dead, hadn't actually been returned to him at all.

Paz now owed Din a life debt; that was not in question. Din had saved his son, and Paz would repay that a hundred times over, a thousand times over, knowing that Ragnar lived because of his actions. He would protect Din's child or protect the fool himself, would walk on the surface of a death-trap of a planet and follow Din wherever he needed to go, because that was the least the man was owed for saving his child.

What wouldn't Paz do for his son?

The Armorer waited for his response, hands clasped in front of her.

Paz looked away.

"I think," he said quietly, "That neither of us would like the answer to that question."

The Armorer said nothing. After a moment she turned to walk back into the caves; Paz let out a low breath and wondered if he, too, might need the absolution of the Living Waters.

Ragnar scampered over once it was clear that departure was imminent, and Paz didn't have to force a smile as he knelt down, gathering the boy into his arms as he barreled into him.

"You're leaving now?" Ragnar asked, only a hint of a pout in his voice. He'd come a long way from the shaking, anxious boy that Paz had found, blossoming in the safety of the covert's care and Paz's own gentle guidance. "To find the Hunter?"

"To fulfill a debt," Paz agreed.

Ragnar made an unhappy noise.

"It should be mine," he said, not for the first time. "It's my life that was saved, I should be the one with the life debt. I can pay it!"

Paz chuckled, leaning down to press their foreheads together, beskar connecting in a quiet singing note.

"You're still too young, and unless I go after him now, there will be no Hunter to repay. You are my foundling, and it is my place and privilege to take care of you. Understand?"

Ragnar sighed, and grumbled, and leaned back just so that he could tap their helmets together again.

"This is the Way," he agreed morosely.

Paz smiled and chucked him gently under the chin.

"This is the Way."

pt 2

#the mandalorian #liz writes the mandalorian #mandalorian season 3 #mandalorian fanfiction #paz vizsla #ragnar vizsla #the armorer #i had the idea already just hadn't really put words together #now look! look at all the words!#i think this is the first coherent thing i've written in #over a year #maybe two #lmfao i love that i posted this right after that fanart queued #good dad paz

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atherix · 1 year

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Aci i am looking 👀 at the avatar au u say about 👀

👀 Imagine... for some reason, the world is in disarray. The four nations are divided, not by like war but by like geography and just general isolationism (including the north and south tribes of the water nation from each other). Scar is just your run of the mill water tribe kid, never showed any signs of having any other element. And he grew up with bestie Cub, the two of them having been raised by the village elders after Something™ happened to each of their parents. And they've grown up into fine waterbenders, but have never had any reason to even want to leave, knowing nothing about the outside world.

Grian, an airbender, decides to go searching for the avatar for... reasons... watcher reasons... and crashlands in the south pole, where he's found and rescued by Scar and Cub. He doesn't realize Scar is the avatar for like half a day, thinking he's just some waterbender, but something happens that makes him realize and he confronts Scar about how he's not "doing his job" and reuniting the nations and all that stuff, to which he just gets confused staring and has that Oh Shit moment of realizing Scar doesn't know. How a man can go 20+ years without knowing he's the avatar, well, Grian certainly doesn't know, but whatever the watchers are planning Grian's purpose is won't be successful if Scar can't use the other elements. He manages to convince Scar to go traveling the world with him, telling him stories about the world outside the water tribe. Unfortunately Grian wasn't counting on Cub tagging along...

Mumbo as a nonbending citizen of the fire nation, him relying on technology and inventing all these really cool things... but still being overlooked bc he's a nonbender in a family of benders... wanting to prove something to the world (and himself), so when Grian, Scar and Cub stumble into his little town and get to know him, and they offer him (against Grian's protests) to come see the world with them... well, who is he to say no to that? It's not like his rich bending family would even notice he's gone... right? He'll just take his tools and his blueprints and go on the greatest adventure of his life and maybe accidentally get dragged into whatever Grian's planning...

Cleo as a master firebender, participating in underground firebending rings as the undefeated champion... secretly like the cousin of the crown prince(ss) or something, so fucking bored of palace life... just wanting a little more out of life than what she has... stumbling across the others and quickly figuring out Scar is the avatar... coyly blackmailing them into letting them join... "Oh, no, yeah, that's fine. I mean, sure, if I stay in town I might slip up and tell someone very official that the avatar has been found, but yeah- go ahead, it'll be fine. I'll just be here, alright? Talking in these... very official circles, drinking some very good drinks- well, who knows what might slip, but it's okay, everything is fine- oh, what's that? You want me to come with you? Well, I don't know... hmm, alright then." :)

BDubs as an earth bender who loves to garden... living in a communal home with Ren, Etho and Martyn (earthbender, nonbender, nonbender),... Scar accidentally destroying his garden beyond like any chance of recovery, and BDubs dragging his roomies/boyfriend(s) into basically following Scar & Co. to try and "make them pay" for destroying his garden and ending up saving them... becoming friends with them.... (getting a certain firebender's attention ofc bc I'm me...)

Just 👀 Picture it. It's just a giant messy roadtrip story where nothing bad happens at all, all sunshine and roses yep, definitely no airbending cult extremists manipulating and pulling Grian's strings at all, absolutely no need for terrible realizations and feelings of betrayal and redemption and Grian having to make a choice between the family he'd always known and the family and the men he'd come to love no siree

#ask #Purp Anon #Avatar Scar AU #<- I guess??#hermitshipping #<- mentioned and/or heavily implied #ofc it would be #mumscarian #clethubs #treebark #maaaaaybe even a little BDubs/Etho/Ren/Martyn but idk how tf to tag that #but anyway #I'm a simple gal ya know #long post

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ponysongbracket · 5 months

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Worst MLP Song Tournament

Please listen to both songs before voting. Remember you’re voting for the WORSE song.

The End of the Rainbow

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Friends Are Always There For You Propaganda: ''You don't have to wait/There's no mistakes with the friends you make.'' Yes, you started a cult and actively messed with the timelines to make sure our friendship doesn't happen, but no hard feelings, Starlight! You were just in a silly goofy mood. Whoa! Apologizing for recruiting people into a hellish cult during a musical number solves everything?? Who knew! Disappointing song to a disappointing finale with a disappointing redemption arc for Starlight

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#mlp #my little pony #my little pony friendship is magic #mlp fim #mlp g4 #polls #polls on tumblr #tournament polls #mlp music #Worst MLP Song Round 1 #Worst MLP Song Tournament #Rainbow Roadtrip #The Cutie Re-Mark #The End of the Rainbow #Friends Are Always There For You #0x15v0x2a #Youtube

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jaskwritesthings · 4 months

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Wip ask game! 👀 zombae? Or verins terrible no good roadtrip? 👀👀

for every fandom i ever enter there is always the dream of 'what if zombies?', i love the zombie genre so much. its all about the survival found family in desperate times. now with added critical role! i'm really excited about this one, i am in love with the idea i've come up with for how the zombie apocalypse starts in exandria and can't wait to share it

Essek turned his attention away from his maudlin thoughts and back to the reports on his desk. For now, at least, it was business as usual, even if his mind was elsewhere most of the time. He read with half a mind, the words barely registering. A list of battalion movements along the border. Bazzozan requires more weapons. Jester had rarely gone so long without sending to him, perhaps Beauregard and Veth had succeeded in convincing her to cut ties with the traitor? Da'leth had apparently been sighted leaving his tower regularly but not for the king's side. Unusual levels of violence in some villages and towns near the Ashkeepeers Peaks. Perhaps Caleb was having second thoughts on his redemption? Trade interests growing in the wake of the new peace. He said he wasn't born with evil in his heart but if Essek scarcely believed that how was he to expect that Caleb truly believed it as well? Three soldiers in the lower slums started a brawl in a tavern causing casualties. A quick and purposeful knock at the door caused Essek to jump in his seat.

verin's road trip is basically the drow they find in the zadash sewers is the one and only verin, complete with luxon beacon and secret surprise too, mwhahaha. anyway the nein naturally adopt hot boy the younger and seek to help him return to xhorhaus with his treasures! shenanigans ensue

“You all! Halt,” The guards call out to them and the human woman swears colourfully under her breath, letting Verin know their group has been singled out amongst the crowd. “What now?” Molly asks worriedly. “There! Freeze fiend!” Another guard shouts and Verin tenses, reaching for his sword. Before his fingers curl around the hilt, the human man is there, in his space, hand grasping his wrist tightly. Verin growls and snarls at the man who would betray him, only to note that the guards are not approaching, the clamour of armour and yelling is leading away from the group. “Nott has created an image, we don’t have time, let’s go,” he mutters, tugging on Verin's wrist with urgency. Verin nods and relaxes, somewhat.

wip ask game

#jask answers #critical role #cr2 #ask games #wanderingbasilisk #shadowgast

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urwendii · 5 months

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Serie: Mai Mae & Ossë roadtrip in middle earth Part 5/ ?

Taglist: @helenvader @cilil

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"If I may-"

"You may not."

"This attitude isn't going to help you right now." Maedhros sighed with exasperation as he readjusted his grip on the slick dark rock of the cave they found themselves in. Mairon on his part rolled his eyes, all arrogance and stubbornness still preserved through many iterations of unmaking and one final merciful healing.

"I don't need your help thank you very much."

"Because you're a scary powerful independent Maia?" The Elda replied blandly. Ossë had let them on their own today — favouring for once efficiency as he had made his way with Uinen and Salmar to the sea of Nurnen. Cleansing day.

"Yes."

This time he rolled his eyes.

They had been tasked to hunt Shelob, still prowling the area — Maedhros had heard back then in the Halls, that Mairon, well Þauron, had kept a spawn of Ungoliant as a convenient backyard pet. Peculiar (and terrible) tastes aside, this partnership had been more successful than the one between his former Master and the dreadful giant spider that had killed the Trees.

Still, the situation now was both comical — for so many reasons, most of them very dear to Maedhros — and annoying. Finally Mairon gave him a contemplative look, one Maedhros knew all too well.

"But if you could land me...a hand"

There he goes.

With a long suffering sigh, Maedhros forced the impulsive urge — one that even ages in the Halls hadn't really smoother down — to reach for his sword and carve a rude Taliska insult on the Maia's skin. Instead he said,

"Those are getting old."

"You're right. And regarding this situation, I shouldn't keep you at arm's length."

Penitence and redemption Manwë had said. As if being stuck in a stinky dark cave with the former Úmaia and his terrible sense of humour was not punishment enough. It was tiring enough that Maedhros almost reconsidered the Halls for eternity. Almost. He glared at the other redhead though, silver eyes shooting daggers, trying to come closer without slipping on the sticky web covering every surface of that accursed place.

"Mairon."

"Nelyafinwë."

Today was one of these days then. He wondered which of Mairon's moods where the worst to bear as company. The Sulking ones where it seemed the Maia would collapse under the weight of his self loathing, the angry ones when he couldn't process his emotions properly or the childish one when everything was opportunity for sarcastic humour.

The first two ones where familiar to Maedhros — the shared similarities had been pointed out by Estë once and Maedhros had cried for three days straight before trying to lie down on her hill and pull a Míriel which had sent his extended family (the ones around at least) into such a frantic meltdown he had apologised for worrying them (and being melodramatic according to Finno. As if he could talk.)

Anyway.

He refocused on the present situation, letting the warm feeling of Valinor and Findekáno fade in the background of his mind.

"You're still stuck in Shelob's web."

Pointing out the obvious. Mairon made an agreement sound.

"By my own will."

Maedhros felt his patience ran thin — and he was the patient one in the cursed House of Fëanor, you had to when you were the oldest siblings of not only 6 younger siblings, but all of your cousins (and one uncle) as well. — and figured out the best way to handle Mairon when in this particularly annoying mood, was to treat him as he had his younger siblings when they'd be particularly nonsensical (back when they had been kids. The tax fraud/kingdom overthrow/royal kidnapping/global murder lifestyle could not be handled with a simple Talk Down. He had tried.)

"Well in your own words, once upon a time. Hang in there."

And with this, he turned around.

#mai mae & ossë roadtrip in middle earth #the plot bunny is that Mairon is not allowed to use his powers in former Mordor #back to this mini serie <3 #i promised you more Maedhros & Mairon content

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fallnangelcreations · 8 months

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Tombstone Redemption

FallnAngelLi on TT

#tombstone redemption #rdr2 #red dead redemption 2 #red dead redemption #red dead #tombstone #Arizona #tombstone arizona #wanderlust #travel #trip #roadtrip #pov #point of view #arthur morgan #desert #desertcore #western #wild west

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elejahfanfic · 11 months

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kalijah_

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It was a challenge...kalijah is not my forté. Still, here is a fanfic one-shot. Xo 😊💕

Out of Darkness

_fanfiction series

_katherine pierce x elijah mikaelson

_very smutty

_mature content, 18+

It was one of those long days. Elijah took a good sip of the spicy Bourbon.

"Redemption" Katherine took the bottle of the high-rye Bourbon and poured herself a drink. She took a sip. "Ew- I think I'll stick with the Angel's Envy."

Elijah was quiet. There were zilion things on his mind. He took another sip of the fiery nectar.

Katherine put the artefact in the box and looked at the Original, flashing back to their roadtrip a week earlier and the moment in the Motel, their steamy kiss. Unconsciously she bit her lip thinking of would have been if they hadn't been rudely interrupted by Freya.

Putting his drink down, Elijah's eyes locked with Katherine's. He exhaled as well and took his suit jacket off and placed it neatly on the chair.

"Thank you for helping me today. I won't forget it." he said as he loosened the tie and proceeded to undo his cufflinks.

"I told you that you can count on me." Katherine strode over to the Original. Her eyes connected with his again. "Always."

Elijah's eyes softened a bit as a silent tiny smirk danced on his face. His jaw clenched. The nearness of her, her perfume filled all of his senses. It was overwhelming, like the other night in the Motel.

As if she could read his mind, she beamed up at him, inching closer. I want you. And I know you want me.

He wanted her. Oh, yes. He wanted to drown in her. Forget about the world for one night at least.

His eyes darkened slightly, lust and desire pooling out of them.

And so he pulled her flush against him and plunged his mouth down. She heartily met the kiss, melting into him, her arms winding around his neck, returning the kiss with wanton abandon.

A fire of need and desire fuelled his blood. Swooping her up, Elijah sped them up to his bedroom.

There, both worked quickly to free themselves of all the clothing, falling on the bed entwined in a new set of lush carnal kisses.

Moans filled the dark cool room, until he suddenly broke the kiss. He changed his stance and now pulled her under him. He drew her arms over her head, wetting his lips before he dipped his head down on her neck, trailing open-mouthed kisses up and down, making her gasp hoarsely.

Next she heard his fangs extend. Her body tingled with excitement and anticipation. His teeth scraped lightly against her skin sending sparks down to her toes. He kissed his way to her collarbone, grazing sharply then licking the small sting away.

A very audible gasp passed through Katherine's lips as he placed his lips very softly against her left nipple and then sucked it into his mouth. Her whole body twisted as he continued to skillfully play with her breasts, making her wetter by the second.

"Damn you" she hissed as the heat of his mouth trailed down her belly in slow motion.

Elijah murmurred, deliberately now brushing his fingers along her silky thigh.

God. He would be the death of her. She archrd her back gasping.

His hands continued to glide over her thigh back to her belly. He was taking his time, enjoying every inch of her curvy slender body.

"You're so beautiful" he marvelled, catching a half-hooded glint in her eyes before he placed his scorching mouth next to her navel. He slowly kissed his way down.

Her breath hitched as she felt a light pressure of his thumb against her sensitive clit.

"Please, I need you" she begged.

"Right" he muttered, placing a small kiss on her inner thigh before he slid two of his long fingers through her dampness making her shudder at the impact.

And now, he was all business, plunging in and out of her wet core, setting up a tantalizing rhythm. Her head rolled back and her hips rocked into his thrusts.

No one gave her pleasure like he did.

Her breathing became more raspy with every movement. She was on the brink of. She splayed her hands on the board, arching her back up. Stars studded her vision. Her eyes rolled back feeling the onslaught of orgasam rip through her. She let hard, mewling cries out.

As she came back down to Earth, she propped herself on her elbows, giving him a sultry satisfied smile.

She was ready to please him now, but Elijah stopped her.

"I need to be inside you" he breathed against her lips as she wrapped her hand around his thick throbbing cock.

Whatever he needed, she was more than willing to give him.

She turned around and hooked her hand around his neck, pulling him to her in a kiss.

She moaned into his mouth as he gripped her hip with one hand, his other guiding the tip of his cock through her slick entrance. She arched her back to him slightly to give him just enough leverage he needed to sink in, filling her slowly inch by inch.

"OMG - you feel good" he growled as he pulled out and then thrusted in again.

He halted for a moment, his hands roaming around her back. Groaning he leaned forward, leaving open-mouthed kisses on her throat.

Impatient as she was, Katherine wriggled a bit, pulling forward and then back, her walls squeezed tightly around his length.

Elijah chuckled, gripping her hips with both hands now firmly and began to thrust in and out, deep and hard.

Heavy breaths mingled, moans bounced of the walls as they moved in unision.

Short whimping sounds were now escaping Katherine's mouth, her legs began to shake. She was close. Elijah's hand reached under thigh and his fingers started rubbing soft circles on her clit. Katherine's body hunched as she came, shuddering violently against him, her walls clenching around him as he rapidly moved chasing his own climax.

With a ragged growling breath, his had fell on her neck, biting into it as he sticky warm load into her.

#kalijah #elijah mikaelson #katherine pierce #fanfiction #alternative universe #the originals #fanfic series #elijah x katherine

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#fic poll #transformers poll #it is mostly mtmte ideas but thats kind of my jam #fic idea #fic ideas #i have way too many to decide #help #feel free to ask about the ideas before voting

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Rating: 4.5/5

Book Blurb: An exploration of religious mythos, Brujería, and spiritual ascension… Sophia De’voreaux never expected to escape Haven, but after a bloody confrontation in the Gideon Preserve, she finds herself under the protection of a rogue witch, her menacing guard, and their cautious friends. Crumbling beneath an onslaught of ancient power, Sophia must put her reservations aside, because the Breath of Judas is no ordinary relic, and trusting the strange, dysfunctional group might be her only chance at ridding her body of its dangerous magic. Before it’s too late. Guided by Colin, Bishop, Tehlor, and Lincoln, Sophia leaves Colorado, seeking help from a mysterious mystic, Juniper Castle, and enters a race against time, chasing salvation, redemption, and a second chance at freedom.

Review:

What's a girl to do after becoming the only remaining survivor of a cult massacre and having an all power entity possessing her body? Well go see a psychic and possibly die (or fall in love). The last and final book in the trilogy, the story picks up where the last book left off with Sophia De'voreaux as the only living survivor of Haven ( an evil cult). Sophia now has a powerful ancient power inside her and it's killing her and she needs to find a way to get it out... but dying might be the only option. To help her is Tehlor (a powerful witch) who killed most of Haven, her bodyguard/romantic partner Lincoln, and of course Collin (priest) and Bishop (brujo). They take a roadtrip and take Sophia to go see Juniper, a psychic who help them find out what is wrong with Sophia and possibly get rid of the power in her. Together this very complicated ragtag crew of characters must find a way to work together despite all their shared histories and save Sophia before it's too late. This was such a sweet and fun way to end the series, I loved all the characters (Tehlor and Lincoln being my favorites) and seeing them all together in one book working together was absolutely fantastic. The struggles that Sophia went through were so real and I was so happy that in the end everyone got their happy ending. This series is such a fun action pack series filled with romance, monsters, and action.

#book review #bookish #book #lgbtq reads #saint sorrow sinner

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