#tournament of ymir

[sca-nerd]

Ymir was chilly, slightly damp, and the first time I didn't pack like an SCA soccer mom. I missed a lot of my household, but those friends and family I did see got and gave so many warm hugs.

#mysca #society for creative anachronism #sca #kingdom of atlantia #tournament of ymir #sca soccer mom

[fefuckability]

Archanea Qualifier 7

Feel free to rb/comment with your reasoning!

#Fire Emblem #FE1 #FE3 #FE11 #FE12 #FE Shadow Dragon #FE New Mystery of the Emblem #Archanea fuckability face off #polls #tournament #Ymir #Mostyn #Malledus #Jiol #Camus #Michalis #Gharnef

[randomlonelymusician]

LGBTQ+ Anime Tournament Round 1

#lgbtq anime tournament #lgbtq anime tournament round 1 #asagao to kase san #kase san and morning glories #tomoka kase #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #ymir aot

[tyrantisterror]

Wizard School Mysteries: Book 2 Side Characters

Ok, the supporting cast expanded a lot in this book because of the tournament arc, but let's see if I can account for them all.

Actually, shit, first I have to go with two I forgot to add to the last batch, and pretty important ones at that. Zebul Blaa, the Dökkálfar/Dark Elf extra who ends up being part of the villainous plot in the first book. Dark elves in Norse mythology were born from the maggots that ate the giant Ymir's body, so in Midgaheim they're basically fly-people. Zebul himself is still in his maggot/larval stage of his life cycle at the start of the series, but as this concept art shows, that will change. He's got more to do in the overall story yet, so keep an eye out for him.

Laurel Creusa, meanwhile, is the student whose disappearance sets James on his whole mystery solving path. I tried to set up a red herring with her as well - James drops the word "tower" is his one conversation with her, which, given how the arcana are revealed in book 1, could have been taken as a hint that she was the final ally James needed to make in that book. But, alas, twas not to be - and I'm not sure if anyone fell for my ruse to this day.

Ok, back to book 2 proper. Professor Prospera Bubos and Professor Heka Tlancheb are the two teachers who are most responsible for the tournament at the center of the conflict in Tournament of Death, and it's fun because they're kind of polar opposites from the magic end of things - a professor of healing magic vs. a professor of combat magic - yet they both ultimately prove to be reasonable authority figures who protest the school turning an blind eye to how the students get hurt. Professor Bubos is loosely based on an alchemist character I drew ages back - mainly the big, pointy shoulders with prominent stitches. Meanwile Heka is just me being horny on main making fun of my own fondness for terrifying witch women.

We also get to see Professor Kobut Nyftek, who I think was mentioned in book 1 but not actually seen. They're one of the nicer teachers in the school, and costume-wise I took a lot of inspiration from Dr. Maruki's supervillain get up in Persona 5 Royal. There is... so much Persona in Wizard School Mysteries's DNA, way more than there is Harry Potter, and yet I know Harry Potter is the only thing it'll ever be compared to. A tragedy.

Simeon Helmschmied isn't a terribly complicated teacher concept - I just wanted to make him look like a badass, grizzled wizard blacksmith. D&D really popularized the idea of wizards not being armored and, like, I get it for mechanical reasons, but also I think some wizards deserve to also be heavily armored tanks.

Lacey Spidergrin is part of my ongoing attempt to sexualize Slenderman, and I think it's working gang.

As I said in the last post, before I enacted the grand plan to create a vast reserve of Spare Wizard Students, I plotted out a few supporting cast students based on alternate names for the Major Tarot Arcana. Godfrey Lionhardt and Columbina Paggliacci are based on alt names for The Magician - the Magus and the Juggler respectively - and loosely embody the traits of that card in turn, with flavorings based on the alt names they're given. A Magus is a more respected, princely equivalent of a magician - "Gift of the Magi" and all that - so Godfrey has a princely look about him. His last name, Lionhardt, marks him as being part of one of the noble houses in his home country of Bretonce, so he may well actually be a prince for all you know. Meanwhile, Columbina obviously takes the clown associations with "The Juggler" and plays them up to the hilt - which also allowed me to emphasize the fact that clowns are a monster species in my setting rather than just a job strange weirdos take.

I've mentioned how Joan Tatou is basically a collection of traits that Margot and Gretchen lost in the prewriting stages of the series, so I won't go heavily into that here. She's the Papesse, i.e. the High Priestess if she was more imperious and French. Wiglaf and Wagner, meanwhile, represent The Road and The Victory, which are alternate names for the Chariot - and also words that are used in a lot of descriptions of the Chariot, which makes them both feel like incomplete versions of it. That is to say, if you substitute The Road or The Victory for The Chariot in your Tarot deck, you're kind of specifically simplifying the meaning of the card. Which is why Wiglaf and Wagner are, like, just Margot's soccer hooligan fans - an extension of the Chariot, if you will.

Tinnea Lunae's prompt was "vampire who's primary animal form is a moth instead of a bat." She's trans, too, even if it hasn't come up yet. She, Titania, Sadie, and (eventually) Zebul work on the school's Newsparchment, What's the Buzz?

Grammy Crumblebuttons played a valuable role as a red herring in book 2, but her part in the narrative isn't over yet. Demented old women are too fun to write.

The Great Nyaa and Ursula Cobb are both animal-themed gag characters, but I like to think they're pretty distinct outside of that. Not that we'll know very much about the Great Nyaa given, you know, what happens in book 2.

Ok I think we can actually get to the contestants in the tournament now. Aldonza Dulcinea's outfit is specifically based on the movie outfits for Professor Umbridge. Her earlier designs were less good more generic wizard outfits, but by this point the "Let's spite the Terf Queen" streak in me was strong, and I thought it'd be fun to have a plus size character who's into pink and "girly" stuff not only be a hero, but an explicitly kind and beloved one.

I think my original concept for Breowyn was "what if a studio head forced me to tone down Margot's character concept to be more easily marketable." She's a warrior girl but, like, in the "kind of a tomboy" way that's socially acceptable instead of being a giant with a fucked up arm who looms over everybody. Ironically, I ended up really liking her design - I guess even a watered down Margot is still a fun character for me to work with.

Waldorf Brimli is, like, a wizard in the vein of the evil cult leaders in H.P. Lovecraft's stuff, and a student in the vein of those specific kind of nerds/geeks who are deeply misanthropic and antisocial under the excuse that they assume everyone hates them so they might as well hate everyone back. So, like, the kind of person who'd update the Chris Chan wiki, basically.

Gyrion Clodson is part of the "LOTR Gang," a subgroup of the Spare Wizard Students comprised entirely of Midgaheim versions of various sapient races from LOTR. Gyrion is our dwarf, though in Midgaheim dwarves are synonymized with gnomes.

My goal with Serena, beyond simply homaging magical girl tropes, was to have her be a "badass" character who's explicitly feminine - all her kickass offensive spells use pretty shiny crystals, she loves pink so much that her hair turned that color, she's very much a girly girl. So when I picked her opponents in the tournament, I wanted them to be various shades of masculine to contrast her, with three of them specifically underestimating her because of her feminine traits.

Margot's opponents (Shere Statchell included but not pictured here since she's in the previous post) are meant to play on different traits she has - Shere is has a physical disability (even worse than Margot's, since she fully lost her arm), Chungo and Eruz are both inhumanly large and somewhat ostracized for the danger people fear they present, and Sarkani is a wizard whose powers are distinctly ominous, even if she revels in that rather than trying to hide and restraint it like Margot. Sarkani also has an explicit dragon motif to go with Margot's more subtle one.

Next: alternate outfits!

#Wizard School Mysteries

[animebw]

The Anime Binge-Watcher's Queer Anime Ship Tournament!

At last, round 1 has reached its end! And what a match-up to close it out on. Will Utena and Anthy be granted the power to revolutionize the world, or will Ymir and HIstoria stand tall as they turn their own world on its head? Cast your votes now!

All Round 1 Match-Ups

Rules and Full Bracket

#revolutionary girl utena #attack on titan #shojo kakumei utena #shingeki no kyojin #utena tenjou #anthy himemiya #ymir aot #historia reiss #utenanthy #ymir x historia #queer anime #queer anime ship poll #QP round 1 #anime #the anime binge watcher #tabw

[multiversal-pig-outing]

Rwby fantasy au part 7 leadership

Now that are done with the introduction of the races lets see of there leader ship. Some where mention when talking about the other races.

The Dragokin is led by a chef. Which are chosen in a tournament style competition. Testing battle prowess and intelligence. Chef Sienna has been leading the Dragokin for some time now winning the last 5 tournaments. The between tournaments are usually about 50 to 70 years.

Like I said Human and Faunus are ruled by a royal family and council. The number of members being 7. The current king and queen being King Ozma and Queen Salem. While council members being James Iron, Qrow Branwen, Mina lavender, Bruce Wayne, Leonardo lionheart, Oscar pine and Glynda goodwitch.

Giants are led by the Ymir that are usually voted in to power by the people. With the current head being Summer rose. Dwarfs like I have said are led by a monarchy. So no need to go into that.

The Fae due to there nature is very hard to get information about. But from what we could gather. They tech have a monarchy led by queen and king. There names unknown but there more peace keepers between the several fairy clan leaders.

#fantasy rwby au

[erenjaegerisinsane]

#attack on titan #aot #shingeki no kyojin #snk #eremikamin #erulevihan #erejeanmarco #anireinbert #yumikurisash #eren jaeger #mikasa ackerman #armin arlert #erwin smith #levi ackerman #hange zoe #hanji zoe #annie leonhardt #reiner braun #bertholdt hoover #ymir #krista lenz #historia reiss #sasha braus

[nixie-writes-aot]

Welcome to the 2023 Attack on Titan Tumblr Sexywoman Tournament!

There might be a few women that I either forgot or are too young. One of those too young examples would be Gabi. Who I'm sure, is cheering some of these brave women on from the side lines! Let the best woman win!

Round One!

Mikasa vs Caven

Hitch vs Kuchel

Pieck vs Sasha

Carla vs Karina

Annie vs Yelena

Ymir vs Dina

Christa vs Petra

Frieda vs Isabel

#attack on titan #aot #snk #shingeki no kyojin #attack on titan sexywoman bracket #shingeki no kyojin sexywoman bracket #nix speaks #nix announces

[yahoo201027]

October 13: Happy 39th* Birthday to Voice Actress Elizabeth Maxwell, who provided the English voices of the former member of the 104th Cadet Corps and Survey Corps and former user of the Jaw Titan as the Attack on Titan character of Ymir; and one of the Saiyans from Planet Salada alongside Kale & Cabba and one of the fighters for the Sixth Universe in the Tournament of Power as the Dragon Ball Super character of Caulifa.

#Voice Actress #Elizabeth Maxwell #Attack on Titan #Dragon Ball Super #Anime and Manga #Fandom Birthday #October 13 Birthdays

[elgaberino-mcoc]

Series: Characters Not Yet on the Wishlist Nor in a Tournament

Ymir

- Frost Giant patriarch, Thor villain - Possibly Thor's great-grandfather??

OTHER GAMES Marvel Future Fight, Marvel Ultimate Alliance, Marvel Battle Lines, Thor: God of Thunder, Pinball FX3, Marvel Avengers Alliance, Marvel Super Hero Squad Online

https://marvel.fandom.com/wiki/Ymir_(Earth-616)

#Ymir #Frost Giant #Jotunheim #Coldsnap #Coldsnap Immune #size change #oversized #Size XL #Thor rogue #Nine Realms #mcoc class cosmic #tournament fodder #villain #Series: NWNTY 2022

[sca-nerd]

FINALLY got to an entire event in person on Saturday. Ymir was just what I needed.

I did nothing but hang out with Egill and Ulivette at their merchant tent in a glastonbury chair that I then proceeded to purchase because I had been sitting in it all day and thus was mine, but also it has a back and my Egill bench, which I adore, does not.

Seeing people, watching the fighting, wandering through the few merchants on hand was DELIGHTFUL. And now I wait until April to do it again.

#mysca #society for creative anachronism #sca #kingdom of atlantia #tournament of ymir

[fefuckability]

ROUND 1: I think this is the sword twink vs fluffy tiddies

Feel free to comment/rb with your reasoning!

#Fire Emblem #FE1 #FE3 #FE11 #FE12 #FE Shadow Dragon #FE New Mystery of the Emblem #Archanea fuckability face off #polls #tournament #Astram #Ymir

[honeymaki]

I feel like jock!Sasha would share you with her team at first it's after they won the championship and things get too heated then it's after a tournament that they lost and need to blow some steam then it's before a game because they do better seeing you all messed up in the stands then it's all the time it's slow and no one really notices until it's an (almost) everyday activity of the team passing you around when they get together.

Warnings: orgy, group sex, slight degradation but no detail, strapon, oral, tribadism, squirting, overstimulation.

jock!sasha at first shares selfies of herself after a post-win session with you; messy haired, rosy cheeked and shiny chinned, your bare legs around her head and there's obvious essence dripping down your thighs. Then it moves to pictures of you in the seconds after she makes you cum, showing the group chat how pretty you are fucked out and on the verge of tears, maybe a short video of you panting and still twitching and still moaning her name.

Then Annie boldly asks for a little more - something more intimate, something just more. And Sasha goes for it, fucking - a whole 10 minutes of you bouncing on her strap with her meaty thumb pressed snug against your puffy clit, spreading you so they can all see the creamy strings sticking to your folds and to her thick black strap.

And then comes that fateful team meet when they all get a bit drunk and a bit bold, and Sasha's got you creaming on her thigh in that tight little dress and suddenly Mikasa's sat on your face and Annie and Ymir are fighting over who bullies their fingers into your poor little abused cunt first:((

They - as a team, were never ones for traditions or rituals or anything before or after games. So when Sasha brought you to the next post match party dressed in the tightest little bunny outfit complete with ears and a tail; they all decided that maybe you could become their post game ritual. Passing you around in some debauched circle, a few of them wearing strap ons with varying sizes of dick, and the rest all gagging for a taste of your perfect angel cunt:(( Historia loves pressing her pussy to yours, powerful thighs flexing under her team jersey and humping you hard, slow and strong, lewd and sticky and slick and you know there are numerous videos circling some twitter profiles of your two pussies kissing nd grinding nd sliding together.

There are times when it's not - as loving and fun and entertaining, when they loose, when Ymir comes back with a bloody nose and shoves three fingers into you without even a kiss hello, fucking you hard and fast and demanding you squirt for her. Those days are when they use you, abuse your cunt and your ass and your mouth however they saw fit, making you cum over and over because they had some sick obsession with your entire body sweating and quaking and completely at their mercy.

Before games, it's similar? But more boisterous, more 'blowing off steam so you don't punch a locker, Historia'. Your girlfriend has you on all fours, fucking your creamy cunt and pushing you hard into Mikasa's crotch, urging you to eat her out good nd wet nd sloppy cause they think it's so cute when you try so hard:(( they're all chanting and laughing and lounging while they all take turns with you, some times rough and angry and snapping at your tits bouncing in their face; and sometimes sweet and teasing, slow brushes on your swollen clit till you lock up and squeal with a strange kind of orgasm.

You become their tradition, their ritual! it's cute! how much they all love you and care for you, treat you well with their cocks nd their fingers and their tongues and their perfect pussies - but none, none of them compare to how eagerly and how sloppy Sasha eats you out in front of them all. That's always the last thing that happens no matter what, no matter the time or game or win or loose; Sasha makes sure she has her face in your cunt after everyone on the team has had a go, lips spreading yours, tongue curling perfectly and flicking your overstimulated clit. S'mainly cause you're so sensitive, so wound up that you gush and cream and squirt all over her face within seconds and no trophy or prize money can ever compare to that:((

#🧋.answers #🍡.wlw #🍡.nsfw #cw.orgy #cw.group sex #cw.strapon #cw.tribadism #cw.oral #cw.degradation #cw.fingering #cw.squirting #attack on titan smut #sasha x reader #ymir x reader #snk smut #historia x reader #annie x reader #mikasa x reader #sasha smut #mikasa smut #historia smut #annie smut #Ymir smut #aot smut

[syrma-sensei]

→ Pleasure Services

original art by: spaceboykenny

This one-shot is dedicated to my dear friend: @hoeforreiner, hope you like it, hun 😚❤️

→ attack on titan masterlist | ao3 | wattpad

pairing: gladiator!Reiner Braun x mistress!reader

setting: Ancient Rome AU

rating: dark, explicit.

warning: slavery, angst, dom reader, humiliation, twisted games...

word count: 5.2k

Every month, a grand game took place in a vast court, bestowed with the presence of Emperor Fritz and his wife, Empress Ymir and their two eldest daughters: Maria and Rose, whereas little princess Sina was too young to behold such event; a gruesome one at the point.

Well-trained gladiators were to fight, most of times to the death, to entertain an applauding and profuse crowd. Most of them were slaves of Marley soldiers, traitors, criminals, or previous disobedient house slaves that their masters were tired of them.

You were a famous Mistress to hold such business, you took it after your father, it was profiting and delightful to you. The money you earned from the gambles on the warriors you had — you had the best of all. Unlike the other masters, you didn't welcome any slave to your training grounds. They should be fitting, meet your high standards, and you were generous enough to let them live a luscious life before the possible fatality on court. But they were vicious and capable, they had never disappointed you before.

Dressed in your silky robes that oozed wealth made upon the shoulders of those vigorous men, you swayed your way left and right, stuttering your power and opulence. Your laced, leather sandles tapped against the marble floor as you sauntered down the vaunted corridors, on your way to the lavish seat within the crowd, very much close to the royal family's cabin, your father wouldn't dream of it, but you earned that place.

“Lady (L/N),” A gruff voice came from behind you.

You bowed to the large man, “Your Majesty,”

“I expect your infamous gladiator is up to a fight today, isn't he?”

You couldn't help the smirk on your lips, “Of course, Your Majesty, as you'd requested,”

“Good,” He gave you an amused smirk of his own, “Many thanks, Lady (Y/N),”

It was several days ago, when you received a message from the Emperor himself, marked with his royal seal, requiring you to put that gladiator on the next game. You didn't entertain the idea really, because he was precious to you and you didn't want to let him go to waste on games. But you couldn't turn off a liege's order, could you? Furthermore, you were absolutely certain of your slave's capability, and whomever his competitor was, he'd strike him down with ease. You smirked.

Following the sovereign and his wife and daughters, you took your seat, right beneath the royal box, and among the highest of the high, waiting for the tournament to start.

You watched Lady Mikasa Ackerman, sitting next to you after she startled a bit at your presence. She and you weren't on best terms to say the least. You two were vicious rivals to get on top, and perhaps her inheritance and being an Ackerman, a noble family and close to the royals, gave her quite the advantage. One would certainly know that you wouldn't have a chance against her, but again you proved that allegations to be wrong.

“Lady Mikasa,” You acknowledged her out of courtesy; you knew your manners well.

“Lady (Y/N),” She said, voice curt and unamused as she sat beside you.

It'd always been like that, ever since you climbed your way to the top and almost knocking her off of it. She always — and unabashedly — showed her disdain for you, given you weren't born of noble blood like her. But it amused you, and it did too much. How you, a mere mistress could unsettle her greatly, that when you decided to mess with her.

“A word of mouth says that your slave, Jaeger,” Her instant flinch didn't go unnoticed by you, “is visiting whorehouses, not that it's truly a big deal, but they say he terrorises the poor whores with unspeakable deeds,”

You watch her jaw clench. Good. She was taking the bait, and nothing could bring you more pleasure.

“Eren,” She called her slave by his name, and it was utterly normal, but the way she said it with was ardent almost... intimate. “isn't doing anything of the sort, and I hope you don't believe to those filthy rumours,”

Ah, here she was again, trying to mask her anger beneath false cordiality. But you knew better.

“Of course, Your Ladyship, I just said what I said to warn you, I know how Jaeger is valuable to your business, and such words might damage his popularity amongst the audience, and we don't need that, no?”

She forced a smile as she gazed at you, “Thank you, Lady (Y/N), I appreciate your... consideration.”

“Of course, my lady, of course,”

However, rumours didn't include that Jaeger was fucking whores, but Lady Mikasa herself. Rumour had it that the slave and his mistress were in having an affair, and if that turned out to be true, it would lead the both of them to a very unpleasant place.

The herald's strong voice boomed, over powering the crowds' chattering and screaming.

“Behold, Their Majesties, Emperor Fritz and Empress Ymir, and Their Highnesses, Princesses Maria and Rose.”

The crowd barked and applauded as the royalty made it to their cabin, waving their hands to the people. Fritz was doing it vivdly, while Ymir was more forced into it, and the young princesses were doing their utmost best to do what they ought to do.

After taking their seats, Fritz gestured his hand to the herald.

“Today's game should include the fight that each one of us has been waiting for,” The herald hollered, “It is between two of our most favourite fighters; fierce they're known, and merciless when it comes to death...”

The intense silence, the anticipating eyes, the boiling bellies, the thumping hearts, you enjoyed it all.

“The man who was a general in our army, the one who betrayed us, the sinner who's seeking forgiveness,” The herald's voice was strong, unrelenting, “Ladies and gentlemen, with His Majesty's blessio, I present to you; the Armoured Titan, Reiner Braun!”

A very cheerful applause followed as the gladiator came out from the gates.

A very contented smile quirked your lips as you saw your warrior, board and chin up, an aggressive expression adorning his handsome face, his muscular and huge body cladded in an elegant armour, that you personally had chosen. The cheer satisfied you greatly; Reiner, although being accused of military treason, he'd gained grand popularity amongst the people and won their hearts, as if he had done nothing before and that was all because of you and how you presented him; a sinner looking for a remission for his gruesome deeds, and from the mad clapping and cheering, you knew you made a very damn good job at it.

“His rival to victory today is, our favourite local man, who's been accused of murdering his masters, seeking freedom of slavery,” You glanced at Mikasa next to you to find her... anxious. You raised and amused eyebrow and puckered your lips up in a sickening grin. “Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you also, the Attack Titan, Eren Jaeger!”

A loud cheering followed, almost as rowdy as the one they did for Reiner.

Eren came out of the gates as well, with his long, brown hair, and fierce, green eyes. Unlike your warrior, he didn't wear anything but a topless tunic, a piece of groin protection, and a pair of sandals. His tan skin was glowing feverishly under the sun.

The two warriors approached near to the royal box and bowed, “We who are going to die, salute you!”

The Emperor nodded at them both, “Let the game begin!”

•••

“You did well today, Reiner,” Your fingertip ghosted on the skin of his chest, teasing and mischievous, “You made me proud, my warrior, and your Mistress deems you worthy of a reward tonight,”

After the game had ended, with Reiner as the winner, and after smashing Eren's jaw, and the crowd losing their mind over the scene, you took Reiner back to your quarters in your palace, and tended his wounds all yourself. That whore's gladiator had stabbed a spear through your precious Reiner arm, but fortunately, it didn't hit a main vessel. You smiled, despite his arm becoming useless during the fight, he had managed to win.

You could feel him shiver under you hands, you giggled, “Wouldn't you like it?” Leaning your face in, you took a lick of his already erected nipples, “To let your Mistress pamper you, her brave and strong slave?”

Gulping hard, he looked into your eyes pleadingly, just like you taught him; when he wanted to beg something of you, he had to say it with him gazing at you in the eye.

“Y-Yes, milady,” He nodded hesitantly, “I'd love to have you pampering me... although I don't deserve it.”

His face snapped to the side as your palm connected to his cheek. “Slaves don't have a say in what they deserve, their masters decide it, and when I say you deserve something, then you indeed deserve it,”

Reiner's head dropped in shame, “I crossed my lines, I apologize, milady,” He was now on his knees before you, “Please forgive me,”

You grasped his stubbled chin gently, tipping his head up to lock his eyes with yours.

“Forgivness must be earned, Reiner,” You said, playfulness screaming out of your voice, “Don't you agree?”

Finally, you saw him smile, exhaling deeply from his lungs, picking up too well on what you were hinting at. So, with shaky hands, he caught your hips so lightly as if he was afraid his callous hands would hurt you, “Will milady allow this slave to please her?”

You smirked, “Yes, but don't you dare mess this up,”

“Of course, milady,”

He was on feet again, towering over you before sweeping you in his arms delicately. Reiner put you on the foot of the large bed, kneeling on the floor before you. One firm hand grabbing the hem of your robe, sliding it up to reveal the delicious skin of your legs.

“So divine,” He whispered, kissing your ankle with his warm lips.

“Do you see me a goddess, Reiner?” You asked as your elbows carried your weight up, rising your upper body in order to watch him.

His lips trailed a line of kisses on your leg, strong hands around your ankles pulling you closer to his head.

“You're my goddess, milady,” He made sure to say that with eye contact as he teased your inner thigh.

You sighed deeply, his thumbs circling on your skin so slowly, so softly.

“Worship me then,” You said, a challenging hint tinting your tone, “Show me how obedient of a devotee you are,”

And with that you splayed your legs a bit, puckering your lips into a haughty smile, and he smiled back, lifting an eyebrow amusedly.

Reiner leaned in again, pressing his face into the crook of your hip, nuzzling his nose into it, and your head snapped, and you burst out laughing.

Reiner felt his heart flutter at your voice, and you felt the smile on his lips as he dug down to your mound. Reiner made sure to tease your skin first, kissing and licking on your outter labias and rims of your slits, taking sick pleasure of hearing you moan and mewl his name over and over.

“Gods!” you snapped, gripping on his hair hard, “Get over it already, Reiner,”

And so he did.

The warrior buried his face into your slit, his nose brushing to your clit whereas his tongue licked all the way up your hole. The pressure made you explode.

“Ah... Reiner...” Your hands tightened, one on his hair and the other on the sheets.

Reiner wasn't only an expert in splitting his rivals' throats on court, rather his tongue was also pretty adept on splitting you open down there. His master tongue brushing your small labias left and right, kissing fondly on the hood of your thrilled bud, before inserting it, dripping wet with his saliva and your juices, inside of you.

“Gods above, Reiner!” You hummed, head digging back into the mattress, coils tugging at the tip of your stomach. “R-Reiner... hah.. Reiner you bastard... k-keep going,”

Your thighs sqeezed his head, a desperate attempt of you to cease the fireworks between them, but to no avail. He cooed against your cunt, his voice vibrating against your flesh.

Reiner's tongue was diligent, relentless as he fucked you through spit and slicks. Your were his ambrosia, already tasting it like the gods above. And when you came in a powerful spasm, with a scream of his name, he lapped your cum, tongue pressing against your swollen clit and drawing every wave out of your orgasm.

Your legs shook, and your eyes closed shut, as he seized your cunt between his lips and began to suck. You tried to push his head away, you needed to recover, he was in no place to fuck you dumb just by his tongue.

“S-Stop!” Unlike the heartless lady you were, your word came out as whine, a pathetic sound of begging. You were triggered.

“Stop it!” You pushed your gladiator's head away, well he obliged to your demand to be exact. Your cunt pulsing and shivering, missing the warmth and wetness of his mouth. Reiner was practically making out with your pussy, and you fucking liked it. He was a damn good kisser, upper and lower lips, he could take care of them very thoroughly.

Through half-lidded eyes, chest heaving up and down, you glared at him. He was smiling, giddily. His chest was heaving too, excited. You shivered when he licked you off of his lips, his tongue brushing teasingly on his skin.

The bastard, does he seriously have the notion that he can overpower me?

You clicked your tongue, and Reiner's face dropped.

“Is something the matter, milady?” You could sense the urgency in his voice.

The audacity, he even has the nerve to ask!

You tsked again, “I don't think you quite understand, Reiner.” You lifted yourself up, surging forwards down to his handsome face, cupping his cheek, “When I tell to stop, you stop,”

“I-I... I'm terribly sorry, milady,” He puffed air in a light chuckle, “I got carried away, and I couldn't help myself... I love pleasuring you,”

“Oh, really?” Your mouth quirked into a sly smile, “Tell me, Reiner,” He quivered as you played with his dirty blond hair, “Are the other slaves privileged as such?”

His eyes never leaving yours, “No,” Reiner clasped your hand on cheek, and kissed your palm. “I'm forever in debt to you, milady,” He whispered.

“So, you accept doing this just to repay your debt, Reiner?”

“No!” He almost yelled that, “Not at all; I'm well aware I cannot do that. I-I know my place too well, milady,” His eyes locks with yours again, just to detach away again, “I-I... dare not say what motivates me to keep going on this,” A fierce blush smeared his face pink.

You giggled, tapping his shoulder, “It's alright, Reiner, to admit the needs of your flesh,” You fondled his cheek gently with your fingertips, “Your Mistress is generous enough to let you indulge yourself in that regard, as long as you make that bitch cry by beating that her slave's arse up,”

An image of Lady Mikasa falshed through your mind. When she hysterically screamed when her fighter — lover — was down. The idiot whore, she even begged the sovereign to stop Reiner from delivering the final blow to save Eren's life. And the monarch obliged, even though he was experiencing an unmatched euphoria from watching the fight, that even his wife or any other whore could never give him.

You knew why he spared his life; he wanted to see more of Reiner and Eren's fighting.

Reiner chuckled, shaking his head, “Although what milady implies is utterly correct, but there's something more to it,” He dropped his head again, “And I'm afraid I'm in no place to divulge it,”

Reiner's head snapped again to face you, when he heard you hum so beautifully, his lower lip shuddered.

Reiner closed his eyes shut, and you could've sworn you could hear his heart pumping in his ribcage so vigorously.

“I told you, Reiner, it's not your place to decide it, so, come on,” You crossed your legs haughtily, lips curling into an amused grin, “Do tell me, what's your secret motives, other than your carnal needs,”

He finally opened his eyes, somehow gathering the courage to utter, “I harbour feelings for you, milady,”

You giggled again, and he pouted; you were taking sick pleasure in this, and you fucking knew it.

You passed a fingertip on his cheek, “What kind of feelings, Reiner, hm?”

He licked his lips, frustration covering his face, you saw his bulged Adam's apple sway up and down as he swallowed hard.

“Respect, loyalty, and... and even... perhaps l-love,”

The frightened yet anticipating expression he drew on his face was priceless, and your smirk dilated.

“I'm sorry, I'm terribly sorry, I-I shouldn't have said tha — mmmhhhmm...”

Reiner rough arms brushed against your silky robe as he held you close in his hold after you practically jumped onto him. Your arms around his neck, lips syncing and smooching urgently. He couldn't stop his hands from ramming down your back, even to your arse, circling his palms on your hips and sides.

Your lips were hugging in amatory, tongues dancing leisurely, before he wrapped his lips around your tongue and started sucking on it. You hummed in delight, rolling yourself on top of him, as he grazed your chin then going back up to your mouth.

Your lips popped and clicked in the most wet, salacious sounds, sneaking through your bodies lithely. With each sound, you could feel your folds wring and throb in need, and more slicks smearing your already dirty robe.

When you two broke the kiss, his gaze held yours, and he dared to grab the hem of your dress, sliding it up your head, putting it aside, revealing your body to him.

“My sweet lovely goddess,” He uttered breathlessly, and before he could steal your lips again in another kiss, you drew back, your glorious body retreating up to the bed. And while doing so, your eyes never left his, inviting glint gleaming within your eyes, and he gladly accepted. It wasn't his place to say no after all, was it?

He followed you to bed, after slipping his leather sandals off.

His hazel eyes rammed your body, vehement and intense, and you noticed the hitch in his breath. You allowed him to top you, to entertain his needs of pleasing you. Reiner's killer hands, as rough as they were, were nothing but smooth on your skin, and his lips made wonders on your body.

Your figure sank into the fluffy mattress, his overly skilled hands were sending you to the edge, coaxing purring moans and whispers when he lavished your neck and breasts. But when you sensed him going down there again, you stopped him, then you sat up, and pushed him on his back, straddling his toned abs.

You giggled at his perplexed expression.

“H-Have I done something wrong, Goddess?”

Another giggle, swiping the tip of your forefinger on his muscled chest, “Not at all, but on the contrary...” Your smile didn't budge when you hunched over to whisper in his ear, “You're being a very good boy, Reiner,”

And gods above, you could feel his entire body jolt beneath you. The cotton loincloth that was left on was painfully straining his cock.

“Please — ugh...” His panting voice turned into a heavy grumble when you curled your small hand around his clothed manhood, a wet line of pre-cum already moistened the loincloth.

“M-Milady... please...” Reiner's rasp voice came out hushed, breathless, as he shamelessly begged you, and you trembled, delightful chills crossing your body, your twisted side was enjoying this; having a fierce warrior, a brutal one, imploring you to touch him, grope him, feel him, to let you have him whole.

“Good boy, Reiner,” You stroke his clothed cock harder, “Good boy, my strong, beautiful warrior,”

And that was the last straw; you felt wetness dampening the piece of clothing, seeping through the cotton to reach your hand; your eyes dilated. The latter twirled his head to the side in shame, dark hues of red rising on his face.

“D-Did you just release, Reiner?” You said in utter disbelief.

“No! I-I mean yes,” He said bashfully, still not facing you, “I-I'm so sorry... I didn't mean it to be fast!”

You were silent for a moment; your gladiator was full of surprises ideed. For all you knew, Reiner was into be shackled and tied up, being at command like an eager dog. You used to put a choker on his neck, and tell him how needy of a slave he was. Tying him up to your bed and having your way with him. You told him profane and filthy things, about how slutty he was, and slap him in the face for daring to hint at disobedience, and he liked it, you used his guilt and regret against him, making him think of himself worthless, and only you who could provide him value. You relished in it too far, using him, mentally and physically, for your own pleasure. But that was the point of slaves, wasn't it? To serve their masters with everything they could? And you were generous enough to seek what pleased him too, and Reiner loved to be humiliated and debased, to be treated like trash, for he was trash, and that was why he turned into a slave in the first place, to atone for his sins, he had betrayed the empire, and killed one of his comrades, Marco Bodt, in the process.

But did you give two shits about the matter? Absolutely not. Reiner was a military man, a brute beast in the battlefield, and today he managed to beat Mikasa's gladiator, and he did it to make his Mistress happy. He was about to charge the final blow but that slave's bitch of a mistress broke the rules and saved her precious warrior. And you couldn't be any happier, to break her resolve and freak her out. She wasn't on top anymore, and you got an approving from the emperor himself.

You burst into laughter, making him whip his head towards you, “Aww, my fierce warrior loves to be praised by his Mistress, how adorable,”

And it was indeed; the blood of his competitor was still on his wrappings, the ones you discarded aside to personally tend his wounds by yourself. But here he was, with his huge and broad structure, rendered helpless under your touch, and begging for more.

“Milady... please forgive me,” He kissed the pad of your palm, “I j-just lost control of myself,”

A wide smile cracked your mouth, patting his cheek.

You chuckled heartily, “That's where you're wrong, darling,” You back sloped down, “You never were in control, Reiner,” Another chuckle, licking one his nipples, you knew how sensitive they were, “I am,”

Reiner hissed both in pain and pleasure, and you took one nipple in your mouth, and the other being twisted harshly between your thumb and forefinger.

“F-Fuck...” Reiner's eyes rolled back, “Milady, please... please... ghhh,”

You drew back; you wanted to look at him, and he was in a pathetic state. You giggled, cupping his cheeks again.

“You're going to promise me, Reiner,” You bit on your lower lip, “You're going to show me how strong you are, just how I taught you before, hm?”

Reiner's eyes flew open, carrying his upper body on his elbows, when he felt your nimble fingers unfastening his lower cloth.

“Wait, wait! please, I'm not ready ye — fuck!”

His head snapped backwards, feeling your warm tongue lapping the underside of his hard cock, reaching the weeping tip then wrapping your lips around it. Reiner hiccuped when he gazed down at you. But like you taught him, he stood still, clenching the sheets underneath him. Damn, the cuffs would have made it easier to him in this case, he didn't trust what his hands might do, and he'd be damned if he disappointed his mistress.

Your lips let go of him with a wet sound.

“Behave.” Your eyebrows knitted in a playful hug, and he nodded frantically, the apple of his throat bulging conspicuously as he swallowed hard.

You nodded approvingly before taking him in again, deeper this time. Reiner was huge everywhere, and his cock was no exception; you were having a bit of trouble to adjust him in. But you did eventually, of course you did. Reiner was your slave, and you'd be damned if you, his owner, couldn't take him in.

Reiner squirmed; your tongue swirling and twirling around him so adroitly, and his breathing grew ragged.

“M-Milady, please... AH!”

A wicked smile slipped into your lips even though you were tearing up, and then you sucked him, hard, and by the incoherent, guttural sounds he was making, you knew he was raving with pleasure.

Your drew your face back a little only to plunge him deeper, your nose being tickled by the blond hair, his balls slamming your chin. You reached out for his hands, and you interwined your fingers with his, as you bobbed your head over and over, making his tip scratch the back of your throat.

Reiner's hands clasped harder on yours, “Milady, please, please, I'm... I'm going to...”

That was when you slipped out, lips and chin already stained with pre-cum and spit.

With half-lidded eyes, hazel orbs gazing at you with beseech.

“You want to have release, Reiner?”

The latter gulped, nodding, “Yes, yes, I want it so bad... please...”

“Then have it inside of me, warrior,” You poked his nose, “Show me what you can do,”

Reiner nodded again, almost eagerly this time, and he surprised you by grabbing your hips, flipping you on the mattress and topped you. You giggled cheerfully, waiting for him to ravish you, and Reiner didn't disappoint you. Such a good boy.

Reiner's body dwarfed you, and you allowed yourself to feel safe with him. Slaves were dangerous. You worked as a mistress for long enough to work it out, and what you had with Reiner was even more dangerous. To have a sexual relationship with one of your slaves, to let him be in your personal bed, it was a great jeopardy. Not that it was frowned upon of course, for the masters were allowed to have their slaves as they pleased. But those slaves were free one of those days, and certainly, some of them yearned for freedom. But you knew Reiner wasn't one of them; the man relished in being a slave, your slave in that regard, and you made sure to ruin him, to make him attached to you by owning him in all aspects.

It began in purely animalistic kind of way. You found in him the perfect servant in bed; you'd had always a thing for tamming big, puffed men, to have them begging at your feet, but Reiner, fuck, you didn't even need to break him; he was already broken with shattered soul, and had no ounce of defiance.

You could sense the uncertainty in your gladiator's hands, so, you grabbed and led them to your tits, and he obliged, kneading and massaging them assiduously. Hushed mewls slipping through your lips, tough thumbs caressing your nipples.

“Reiner...” Arms encircling his powerful neck, pushing his head forwards, burying it into your breasts, and Reiner obliged, he deluged your mounts that teared you up.

“Reiner...” You bit on your lower lip, “Put it in... put it in... nhhhm,”

Reiner buried his face into the crook of your neck, and sleeved himself within your hungry walls impatiently. You plundered his lips, sloppy and lazy kisses as he pounded inside of you untill his tip kissed your cervix nuzzily. Nails digging into his flesh, and meat blunging from between your fingers, drawing blood out as you marked him yours.

“M-Milady...” He whispered next your ear, pinching his eyes shut, “I'm close...”

“So am I-I — nah!” Your orgasm hit you, unraveling the tight knot coiling at the tip of your stomach, and Reiner followed you, painting your insides white with his profuse seed.

You took him in your arms when you were finished, caressing his face so gently, “Good job, Reiner, good job...”

And while stroking his hair you wondered, would you act like Mikasa if he were on the edge of death, or would you let him die like any other slave you had had?

•••

Reiner Braun was a sinner, and he was fully aware of that fact. Marco's ghost still hunted him within the nights, depriving him of sleep and rest. Except those amazing nights he had with his mistress, his alluring and beautiful mistress.

Reiner had fallen deep for you, he knew it was kind of illicit type of love, but he fell for you hard, another sin into his record wouldn't make a difference, he thought. But what would certainly make a difference was the consequence of what he was about to do.

Reiner made his way to the infirmary where Eren was attended. He walked into his room to see the later up and about already, but with swollen jaw.

“Reiner,” Eren acknowledged.

“Eren,”

“You're certainly not here to apologize for almost killing me. So, what brings you here?”

“Indeed I'm not,” Reiner exhaled through his nostrils, “I want to speak about the rebellion,”

Eren raised his brows, “What about it?”

Reiner shook his head, gulping, “I'm out,”

“Gods above! Reiner what in the fucking gods' names are you talking about?!”

“I can't keep on it,” Reiner's face turned solid, “I don't want to anymore,”

Eren's green eyes were dilated, but then he scoffed, “A true slave you are,”

It happened years ago, when he and Eren were still freshly enslaved for their crimes, the latter approached him with a mad plan to revolt against the masters, to get rid of this cycle of slavery once and for all, convincing him it was the only way he could atone for his crimes. Eren had hit a very sensitive string that day, and Reiner accepted almost immediately.

The plan was to get close to the masters and gain as much as they could of power and influence within them. And it worked; the rumours about Eren and his mistress were true, they were actually in an affair, so were you and Reiner. But unlike Eren who was in control and never wavered from his determination to be freed, Reiner leant in and gave up. He had fallen in love with his own enslaver, his now lover, and last night, he felt it. He dared to feel the kindle of love you had for him. That was where Reiner realized his truth; he never wanted to be forgiven nor atoned, he only wanted to he loved as the sinner he was.

“I think I am...”

#reiner smut #shingeki no kyojin reiner #reiner braun #reiner x reader #reiner imagine #reiner supremacy #aot x you #aot x reader #aot x y/n #aot smut #attack on titan smut

[animebw]

The Anime Binge-Watcher's Queer Anime Ship Tournament: Round 1 Results!

The first round has come to an end, and what a round it was! Huge blowouts, shocking reversals, hard choices, and many worthy opponents struck down by even worthier ones before they even got a chance to shine. This is already proving exactly as chaotic as I'd hoped, and I couldn't be more proud of y'all for it. So before we head on to round 2, here's a breakdown of how all the match-ups went and the most dramatic moments!

Most Voted Poll: Far and away the poll with the most votes was Bumbleby vs ToukoYuu, with a staggering 797 votes! No surprises there; both these ships are true all-timers with incredibly passionate fanbases who battled back and forth until the Bloomers pulled into a lead the RWBYheads just couldn't make up. But it was a well-fought battle! Second place goes to ChisaTaki vs MadoHomu with an equally impressive 698 votes, and NanoFate vs KobaTohru pulled an impressive third place with 497 votes.

Least Voted Poll: In a shock I didn't see coming, KukuFuuka vs KumiRei came in last with a measly 164 votes. I guess it's no surprise more people haven't heard of the criminally underrated Aquatope, but Kumirei??? One of the beloved gay ships in all of 2010s anime and so few people turned out for it? The mind just boggles, I tell ya. Second place goes to CocoPapi vs The Doukyuusei Boys with just 183, with AoiHina vs YukiTouya coming just behind with a 188 vote third place.

Biggest Blowout: Meanwhile, in the complete opposite of a shock, UtenAnthy absolutely demolished Ymir x Historia with a staggering 90.2% to 9.8% victory. Listen, I love my Attack on Titan girls, but they never stood a chance against one of the founding titans of queer anime love stories. Ditto poor ShamiMomo who went up against the newly crowned patron saint of anime lesbians SuleMio and got stomped 87.1% to 12.9% in second place. Compared to them, YukiTouya's third place finish against AoiHina with 74.5% to 25.5% doesn't seem like much, does it?

Closest Nail-Biter: In another big shock for me, the blowout victory I expected for NanoFate turned into the narrowest of losses against Kobayashi x Tohru, 50.5% to 49.5%- only a single percentage apart! Clearly, I underestimated how powerful the dragon lesbians have become in the years since their arrival. Kase x Yamada also just barely eked out a win against ReoMabu with a 51.2% to 48.8% second place finish. Third place went to Aoi Hana vs RekiLanga with a narrow 54.8% to 45.2% victory for RekiLanga.

As for me personally? Believe it or not, it was almost a perfect split! 9 of my picks made it through while the other 7 fell short. I'm shocked how close that ended up! Hopefully I'll have better luck in round 2, yeah? So gird your loins, everyone, cause the next round of voting will start very shortly!

COMPLETE STATS

1-A: Wei Wuxian x Lan Wangji (44.9%) vs Adachi x Shimamura (55.1%), 243 votes

1-B: Chisato x Takina (27.8%) vs Madoka x Homura (72.2%), 698 votes

1-C: Kase x Yamada (51.2%) vs Reo x Mabu (48.8%), 426 votes

1-D: Eiji x Ash (58.7%) vs Malori x Velverosa (41.3%), 283 votes

1-E: Suletta x Miorine (87.1%) vs Shamiko x Momo (12.9%) 325 votes

1-F: Anis x Euphie (29.7%) vs Claudine x Maya (70.3%) 316 votes

1-G: Aoi x Hinata (25.5%) vs Yukito x Touya (74.5%) 188 votes

1-H: Nanoha x Fate (49.5%) vs Tohru x Kobayashi (50.5%) 497 votes

1-I: Nozomi x Mizore (37.6%) vs Shinji x Kaworu (62.4%) 242 votes

1-J: Kukuru x Fuuka (29.9%) vs Kumiko x Reina (70.1%) 164 votes

1-K: Hibiki x Miku (72.2%) vs Mafuyu x Ritsuka (27.8%) 288 votes

1-L: Sasaki x Miyano (32.3%) vs Victor x Yuri (67.7%) 436 votes

1-M: Yang x Blake (61.7%) vs Yuu x Touko (38.3%) 797 votes

1-N: Cocona x Papika (65.6%) vs Hikaru x Rihito (34.4) 183 votes

1-O: Fumi x Akira (45.2%) vs Reki x Langa (54.8%) 241 votes

1-P: Utena x Anthy (90.2%) vs Ymir x Historia (9.8%) 378 votes

#anime #tabw #the anime binge watcher #queer anime #queer anime ship poll

[thatwaywardwolf]

Norse Gods (and Others) as Welcome to Night Vale Tweets

Aegir: Your Man Card has been revoked. You aren't a real man. You have short tentacles and can't survive out of water. Here's your Cuttlefish Card.

Angrboða: Wow! This mom found the cutest way of telling her children about the heat death of the universe.

Aurvandil: Don't worry, the stars aren't watching us. They're looking outward at what's coming.

Baldur: The captain has turned on the "This is all a dream" light. Please return to your seat and wake up to whatever your real life has always been.

Bragi: Get into a good book this summer! We're going to force you into a good book this summer! You cannot escape the giant book we'll put you in!

Eir: You have nice skin. It really holds in all your blood and organs - no leaking or nothing. You look great.

Fenrir: Who's a good boy? Trick question. We all are. We are all good boys.

Freyja: There's more than one way to have been a cat.

Freyr: Parents, talk to your teens about deer. Ask them why the deer are gathering and staring. What do they know about these deer? Ask them.

Frigg: Today you will meet a beautiful stranger. Actually, hundreds of beautiful strangers. Everyone is beautiful and you know almost none of them.

Fulla: Whisper a dangerous secret to someone you care about. Now they have the power to destroy you, but won't. This is what love is.

Hati: This will brighten up your day! *points to the sun* Gonna explode eventually tho. It all ends in darkness. Anyway kids, I'm your substitute today.

Heimdall: Pick and choose your battles. Choose your lifetimes. Decide carefully on your universe.

Hel: When a person dies and no one will miss them, the mourning is assigned to a random human. This is why you sometimes just feel sad.

Hodr: I like my coffee like how I like my nights: dark, endless, impossible to sleep through.

Idunn: You wanna be that way? Fine. Seriously, it's just fine. I like you for you who are.

Jörd: Sponsored Tweet: Moss. Look into it for a variety of helpful uses.

Jörmungandr: Today is a great day to go to the beach, say city officials through gritting teeth. Nothing is waiting in the water. Nothing, they say. Nothing.

Kvasir: Not all books have to fit conventional narrative structure. Some books can just be a mossy log, or a bowl of overripe stone fruit.

Lodurr: The heart wants what it wants. What it wants is blood.

Loki: You miss 100% of the bank robberies you don't commit.

Mímir: Believe in yourself. You are an ancient, absent god, only discussed rarely by literary scholars. So if you don't believe in yourself, no one will.

Nanna: Today's forcast: Sunny with a chance that for a moment you'll feel really great about yourself and your life. Savor those moments as they come.

Njordr: One day your ship will come in. It will have tall masts and cannons. You will be its captain and your first mate will be a robot dolphin named 7C.

Nótt: As you look into the night sky believing you are alone in the universe, a creature somewhere in that sky is looking back believing the same.

Norns: Please make note of your emergency exits. Please contemplate all possible futures.

Odin: Don't let numbers tell you what to do. You are blood and earth, not theory and chalk.

Rán: The ocean is full of things that would kill you and other things that would ignore or not understand you. The ocean is not dissimilar to here.

Sif: Make like a tree and shelter a bunch of birds.

Sigyn: Listen to your inner child. It's the one that whispers-sings nursery rhymes when you feel alone in a dark hallway.

Sinthgunt: Stars! They're just like us! Volatile, mysterious, and alone.

Skadi: Trying to get blood out of a stone is actually pretty easy if you loosen up your definition of "stone".

Sköll: The fault is not in our stars, but in the moon. That idiot rock ruins everything.

Sleipnir: Whoever it is that keeps dreaming about horses, please stop. Your imagination is seeping into our reality and it's affecting traffic.

Sól: Be careful in the summer sun. Wear sunscreen and regularly check your skin for strange marks, ancient glyphs & burrowing insects.

Sons of Ivaldi [Brokkr, Eitri, and Sindri]: Parents:Talk to your kids about the magical properties of different metals.

Surtr: Mandatory fire drill this afternoon. When you hear the siren, burn as many things as you can.

Thor: "I believe in you. You got this buddy," said the voice coming suddenly from inside your closet late one night. "Achieve your dreams, champ."

Tyr: Ask your doctor about dogs. Have a long conversation about how good dogs are. Show each other pictures of dogs.

Üllr: Fishing, hiking, and staring with blank terror at an empty sky. And what are your hobbies?

Útgarða-Loki: The tournament begins today. Those who do not win will be eliminated.

Vidarr: If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear, because humans haven't existed for 1000s of years, did humanity ever make a sound?

Yggdrasil: You can tell how old a tree is by telepathy.

Ymir: Be all that you can be. Manifest every possibility inherent in your atoms. Radiate cosmic energy.

#incorrect norse quotes #incorrect norse gods #incorrect norse mythology #wtnv #norse #norse paganism #norse mythology #norse polytheism #shitposting