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bloody-teared-angel · 8 months

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As promised, here's the post - a lot if it will be taken out of comics, movies and visual dictionary and me speculating. I'm open to civil discussion about this since Neytiri is fan favorite and a lot of people can find excuses for everything she does.

Neytiri is very stubborn individual and who also hates change - reason for it being her trauma - it explains her behavior but does not excuse it.

For Neytiri, change always meant something bad, arrival of RDA, death of Sylwanin and her father, destruction of hometree and death of Tsu'tey.

And yet, it also brought her positives, Jake, Grace and her children. It gave her a new family.

But due to her stubbornness and refusal to accept change, Neytiri can't accept Spider and to some extent, the scientists - Jake talked to Mo'at to let Norm and Grace in and she accepted, perhaps also due to the fact she and Grace were friends and is more willing to accept change (perhaps a separate post about Mo'at later) - she associates humans with only the bad things, which leads to Jake and Neytiri having arguments and not seeing eye to eye, which Neytiri loses due to Mo'at siding with Jake.

Neytiri refuses to look past the trauma - no, she buried it along with Jake's human body and refuses to talk about it - my reasoning for this is that I haven't seen any evidence of the kids knowing something about Earth or the past of what happened, Lo'ak only saying that his father came from a star and that's it. (Grace's video logs do not count, since she's a scientist and talks about her discoveries on Pandora)

I have a bad time explaining things and the best thing for me is to give examples.

First things first, Spider. Spider is the son of Quaritch and Paz, Quaritch being the main bad guy and the source of all the destruction and grief and he has a son who was born on Pandora and grew up there - adapting to the Na'Vi way of life and learning their traditions and respecting them, something Quaritch didn't do.

This would be a positive change but no. Neytiri does not see it that way - in the comics, when Jake talks about 'Sins of the father' regarding Spider and Neytiri answers 'So we wait until he does something.' And she does. She waits and waits, watching Spider like a hawk and at the first moment she can, she leaves him to the wolves. And Jake doesn't try to talk to her either, more or less, he lets her drown in hatred.

(Her letting her children play with Spider doesn't count, since Lo'ak and Kiri are stubborn enough to sneak out and Kiri loves Spider more for her to risk her life to save him, so Neytiri saying 'No', wouldn't do much)

Then there's the arrival at the Metkayina. When Ronal points out that Kiri and Lo'ak are not even true Na'Vi, Neytiri seems more shocked than offended that someone would or even dared to bring it up that her children are mixed. And what brings me to my speculation is what she says next: 'My husband was Toruk Makto.'

Now, I understand that Neytiri wanted to remind them that Jake was a legend and a great warrior, she could've used different tactic. When Jake brings up the fact that he also has five fingers, Neytiri could back him along the lines of: 'Yes, they have demon blood. But my husband came to us blind, like a child not knowing anything and he was taught. Adapted. He learned the ways of Eywa and the Omatikaya, which made him a great warrior and a leader.' Perhaps then she could bring up the fact he was chosen by Toruk.

For Neytiri, nothing before Jake becoming Toruk Makto exists because she refuses to face it, that's how she copes. Throw everything behind you and don't speak of it. Ignore it.

Now I want to come to the first movie.

When Neytiri and Jake become mated for life (I'll also be using a deleted scene). Jake was an escape for her. She didn't want to be mated to Tsu'tey nor did she wanted to become a tsakarem, so her being mated to Jake was an escape for her - and she didn't care who was being hurt in the process by defying tradition. Tsu'tey talks about how ever since Jake came in, everything was falling apart and it was true.

Neytiri, as someone who talks about tradition and staying true to her people, she's the one who defying it the most when it suits her.

'Out! You have done nothing!' I understand Neytiri was being worried about Kiri but she also showed that she has no trust in Norm and Max. She could have said: 'Out! Let Ronal work!'

Speculation and perhaps spoilers for A3:

Neytiri's resolution to everything is to, fight, kill, bury it, do not talk about it.

And with the leaked image for A3, what if Neytiri joined the Ash clan for a short while because they would convince her that they would rid Pandora of humans completely. Make them pay.

And perhaps, later, she sees that not all humans are bad, that they are helping other Na'Vi and Pandora or perhaps her children when they are held captive.

If I missed anything or something is not clear, feel free to hit me up, I'm thinking as I'm writing.

#angel speaks #avatar #avatar twow #avatar the way of water #spider socorro #neytiri #jake sully #kiri #neytiri te tskaha mo'at'ite #avatar 2009 #james cameron avatar #very long post #long post #i love Neytiri #i really do #but this is her biggest weakness

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wingedblooms · 2 months

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Secret, slumbering land

This meta is a continuation of theories (forbidden secrets, blooming dreams, bright as the dawn, and heart of the night court) about Elain’s connection to Wyrd and the land. This new thread focuses on the gentle healing land and lake that the sisters visit in their stories. Maasverse spoilers below, so please proceed with caution.

It seemed like a secret, slumbering land that time had forgotten. (acosf)

Both Feyre and Nesta visit a turquoise lake nestled in the mountains. Because their description is the same, this theory operates on the assumption that it is the same place. And since things come in threes in this series, Elain may visit this magical lake in her own story. When I reread the scenes with previous visits, I was struck by the language Sarah used to describe it—secret, slumbering, forgotten—and the clues those words might hold for Elain and Wyrd, the Stone Mother.

Secret

During the first visit to this lake, Azriel teaches Feyre to fly and shares their court philosophy on training, which is connected to a legend about Nephelle (more on that later). During this scene, Azriel is bathed in blinding sunlight and his shadows are gone. His appearance is stark and clear, readable.

In the blinding sun off the turquoise water, his shadows were gone, his face stark and clear. More human than I had ever seen him. “There’s no chance that I’ll be able to fly in the legions, is there?” I asked, kneeling beside him as he tended to my skinned palms with expert care and gentleness. The sun was brutal against his scars, hiding not one twisted, rippling splotch. (acowar)

@offtorivendell connected his appearance to the bonus chapter ages ago, and it is still one of my favorite metas. In that bonus chapter, we learn Azriel’s shadows are also prone to vanish around Elain.

Elain sucked in a soft breath that whispered over his skin. His shadows skittered back at the sound. They’d always been prone to vanish when she was around. The golden necklace seemed ordinary—its chain unremarkable, the amulet tiny enough that it could be dismissed as an everyday charm. It was a small, flat rose fashioned of stained glass, designed so that when held to the light, the true depth of colors would become visible. A thing of secret, lovely beauty. (Azriel’s bonus)

He tells us he doesn't need to rely on his shadows to read her, so his deep trust and vulnerability might be the only explanation for his shadows' behavior, but they can also sense power and respond to it as power themselves. For example, if someone's power is related to music, they might sing or dance in response. What power, other than the revealing light of Truth, might cause them to vanish?

But even the silence weighed too heavily, and though the shadows kept him company, as they always had, as they always would, he found himself leaving the room. Entering the foyer. Soft steps padded from under the stair archway, and there she was. The Faelights gilded Elain’s unbound hair, making her glow like the sun at dawn. She halted, her breath catching in her throat. (Azriel’s bonus)

The Faelight reveals Elain's secret, lovely beauty: she glows like the sun at dawn. What do we know about dawn? In nature, dawn restores the light and awakens the earth. In the Maasverse, it is also associated with healing magic. And when we return to the lake in Nesta’s story, we learn it was once connected to healing. Healing light is bright and warm like the dawn; it has the power to pierce the darkness and outrace Death itself. It is pure life in its rawest form.

Sarah has repeatedly connected Elain to rebirth and renewal, especially in relation to Azriel: in his presence, she's the lovely fawn, vibrant spring behind her. Standing before Death. Even the headache tonic, a lighthearted remedy, serves as potential hint for this secret, lovely beauty:

Then Azriel tipped his head back and laughed. I’d never heard such a sound, deep and joyous. Cassian and Rhys joined him, the former grabbing the bottle from Azriel’s hand and examining it. “Brilliant,” Cassian said. Elain smiled again, ducking her head. Azriel mastered himself enough to say, “Thank you.” I’d never seen his hazel eyes so bright, the hues of green amid the brown and gray like veins of emerald. “This will be invaluable.” (acofas)

Elain’s gift awakens life, veins of emerald, in the earthy brown and gray within his soul, just as she does in her own garden. It is no coincidence that Elain, who is most radiant in healing hues, glows like the sun at dawn in the dead of night. And Azriel is stark and clear before her just as he is about to finally allow himself a taste of pure life, of healing. In the wake of Elain’s healing presence, we even glimpse Azriel’s emotional scars through his internal dialogue. On healing journeys, lingering scars are faced and overcome rather than avoided. Some wounds require deep trust as the healer, patient as a gardener, walks the road with them on that journey.

Slumbering

On our second visit to the lake, we learn the surrounding land is inhabited by ordinary faeries who prefer solitude. This immediately made me think about Elain, content and beautiful in her simple gardening dress, and Feyre’s comment about her clinging to Azriel for some peace and quiet. It would be fitting for them to come here in their story, to find joy and love and healing here together. And if I were to hand select a place for Rosehall, where someone like Azriel's mother could find solitude and healing, this would be it.

He knew these mountains well enough from flying over them for centuries: shepherds lived here, usually ordinary faeries who preferred the solitude of the towering green and brownish-black stones to more populated areas. The peaks weren’t as brutal and sharp as those in Illyria, but there was a presence to them that he couldn’t quite explain. Mor had once told him that long ago, these lands had been used for healing. That people injured in body and spirit had ventured to these hills, the lake they were now two and a half days from reaching, to recover. Perhaps that was why he’d come. Some instinct had remembered the healing, felt this land’s slumbering heart, and decided to bring Nesta here.

She’d never seen such a view. It seemed like a secret, slumbering land that time had forgotten. […] The mountains watched her, the river sang to her, as if guiding her onward to that lake. (acosf)

The mountains here aren't brutal and sharp, but they still have a powerful presence. Like the third sister. The mountains watched Nesta like a protective seer, and the river sang to her, as if guiding her onward to that lake, like Elain’s scent. Her scent is a sparkling river, a promise of spring, that guided Nesta to her. And what did Nesta find when she reached the source of that scent? Elain’s sharp angles, once like the Illyrian mountains after she was Made, were now replaced with softness. She glowed with health and her smile was bright as the sun. She also smells of jasmine and honey, which are soothing scents and herbs that have healing properties.

Her sister’s delicate scent of jasmine and honey lingered in the red-stoned hall like a promise of spring, a sparkling river that she followed to the open doors of the chamber. Elain stood at the wall of windows, clad in a lilac gown whose close-fitting bodice showed how well her sister had filled out since those initial days in the Night Court. Gone were the sharp angles, replaced by softness and elegant curves. […] Her sister turned toward her, glowing with health. Elain’s smile was as bright as the setting sun beyond the windows. (acosf)

In the span of a few pages, we're also told twice that this land is slumbering. Since it was once used for healing, it would make sense for healing magic to be at the core of its slumbering heart. Remember, the rawest form of healing magic is pure life and we just learned that Wyrd, the Stone Mother, was once blossoming with pure life. Elain’s wyrdcrown seems to mirror Stone Mother's creative powers in the form of sleeping buds:

She had no mental shields, no barriers. The gates to her mind…Solid iron, covered in vines of flowers—or it would have been. The blossoms were all sealed, sleeping buds tucked into tangles of leaves and thorns. (acowar)

This imagery of Elain’s power has always reminded me of the darkness of creation and rest Yrene receives guidance from while she bathes in Silba’s Womb, which she calls the slumbering heart of the earth. In the tog series, Silba was the goddess of healing and gentle deaths and Elain shares many connections with the healers who honor her. So, it’s possible slumbering simply means the land reflects the restful and restorative healing power of those who once lived on and fed the magic of the land.

Slumbering or sleeping can also indicate dormant magic, which is something we’ve seen in both tog and cc. In tog, Dorian has raw magic and he can shape it into different things—phantom hands, shifting, healing, etc. His raw magic is sleeping in his heart before he explores it.

“You have power in you, Prince. More power than you realize.” She touched his chest, tracing a symbol there, too, and some of the court ladies gasped. But Nehemia’s eyes were locked on his. “It sleeps,” she whispered, tapping his heart. “In here. When the time comes, when it awakens, do not be afraid.” She removed her hand and gave him a sad smile. “When it is time, I will help you.” With that, she walked away, the courtiers parting, then swallowing up her wake. He stared after the princess, wondering what her last words had meant. And why, when she said them, something ancient and slumbering deep inside him had opened an eye. (com)

We recently learned the Asteri poisoned the waters in Midgard with a parasite to feed off of the magic of its citizens. This parasite warped their magic and it is described as dormant and tethered as a result:

The Asteri had infected the water we consumed with a parasite. They’d poisoned the lakes and streams and oceans. The parasites burrowed their way into our bodies, warping our magic. (hofas) - Somehow, a barrier had been removed. One that had ordered him to stand down, to obey … It was nothing but ashes now. Only dominance remained. Untethered. But filling the void of that barrier with a rising, raging force— (Ithan’s magic, hofas) - Tharion withdrew. Lidia shook with rage and power. Tharion could feel it shuddering around him, rising up like a behemoth from the deep. What had that antidote woken in her? What had been taken during the Drop? And what had lain dormant, all this time? His water seemed to quail at it—like it knew something he didn’t. (Lidia’s magic, hofas) - Warm, bright magic answered. Healing magic, rising to the surface as if it had been dormant in his blood. He had no idea how to use it, how to do anything other than will it with a simple Save him. […] He willed that lovely, bright power to keep healing Ketos, though. (Ruhn’s magic, hofas)

Similarly, the Asteri pooled and imbued their magic in Wyrd to warp her purely creative magic.

The Cauldron was of our world, our heritage. But upon arriving here, the Daglan captured it and used their powers to warp it. To turn it from what it had been into something deadlier. No longer just a tool of creation, but of destruction. And the horrors it produced…those, too, my parents would turn to their advantage. (hofas) - Those of us who ventured here found ways to amplify that power, thanks to the gifts of the land. We pooled our power, and imbued those gifts into the Cauldron so that it would work our will. We Made the Trove from it. And then bound the very essence of the Cauldron to the soul of this world.” (hofas)

Is it possible Elain’s sleeping buds, as a mirror of Wyrd’s original magic, represent what remains dormant, tethered?

“Or maybe it’s dormant, as the Cauldron is now asleep and safely hidden in Cretea with Drakon and Miryam. Her power could rise at any moment.” A chill skittered down Cassian’s spine. He trusted the Seraphim prince and the half-human woman to keep the Cauldron concealed, but there would be nothing they or anyone could do to control its power if awoken. (acosf)

In the scene above, Cassian and Rhysand are discussing Nesta’s powers. We learn that they aren’t dormant, which makes sense; they seem to represent the magic that the Asteri imbued into Wyrd to become a tool of death and destruction. That magic might be feeding off of Wyrd’s creative powers like a parasite and keep her half-awake, like the Fae in Midgard and, perhaps, the healing land:

It was all so still, yet watchful, somehow. As if she were surrounded by something ancient and half-awake. As if each peak had its own moods and preferences, like whether the clouds clung to or avoided them, or trees lined their sides or left them bare. Their shapes were so odd and long that they looked as if behemoths had once lain down beside the rivers, pulled a rumpled blanket over themselves, and fallen asleep forever. (acosf)

Ancient, half-awake, behemoth. These terms are also used to describe Wyrd. The word behemoth in particular is associated with a primordial chaos monster in mythology and may be yet another potential hint that Chaos is Hel’s name for Wyrd.

The Under-King lounged on a throne beneath a behemoth statue of a figure holding a black metal bowl between her upraised hands. […] “And she,” the Under-King went on, gesturing to that unusual depiction of Urd towering above him, “was not a goddess, but a force that governed worlds. A cauldron of life, brimming with the language of creation. Urd, they call her here—a bastardized version of her true name. Wyrd, we called her in that old world.” (hofas)

As they walked up those steps and entered a space that was a near-mirror to temples back home—indeed, its layout was identical to the last temple Hunt had stood in: Urd’s Temple. […] “The Temple of Chaos is a sacred place,” Apollion said sharply. “We shall never defile it with violence.” The words rumbled like thunder again. (hofas)

But the Cauldron. As if some great sleeping beast opened an eye. The Cauldron seemed to sense us watching. Sense us there. (acowar)

@silverlinedeyes, @offtorivendell, and I believe Wyrd saw Elain as a kindred spirit and gifted her the language of creation with the hope that she could be the key to her freedom, her healing in body and spirit. Those original creative powers could include a deep connection with the earth (earth magic), divine sense (seer abilities), fluid form and movement (travel and shifting), and healing, pure life and world-building power. Elain might already be testing the boundaries of that creative magic, learning to shape it into different things (explaining her mysterious appearances).

Elain may also need to bring her sisters together to help Wyrd. They represent the three faces of the Mother together and have been marked by her from the beginning of the series. When Feyre physically healed the Cauldron with the help of Rhysand, she cupped her hands and became the first face of the Mother. Nesta became the second face of the Mother when she healed Feyre and Nyx with the Trove. And the healing lake appears to hint at Elain's role, the third face of the Mother:

Nesta cleared the hill that Cassian had mounted ahead, and a sparkling, turquoise lake spread before them. It lay slightly sunken between two peaks, as if a pair of green hands had been cupped to hold the water within them. Gray stones lined its shore. (acosf)

This is our first earthen depiction of the Stone Mother. Someone with green fingers or a green thumb is skilled at gardening. Gardeners provide gentle order to pure, blossoming life with their green hands. And we already know, thanks to Rhys and Feyre, that Elain won’t hesitate to get her hands dirty—stained green, even—for a pretty result.

When Elain's creative magic rises in her story, will it flow like a sparkling river, unfurl like a bloom, to awaken the soul of the earth? Could it soothe Azriel’s icy rage and bring true spring and healing to Ramiel, softening its sharp angles when its heart, Wyrd, is finally restored? Only time will tell.

Forgotten

The land is also described as a place time had forgotten and, as I mentioned earlier, it's where Azriel shared the story of Nephelle—the one who had been passed over, who had been forgotten—while he tended to Feyre's wounds after a fall during flying practice.

Nephelle, who had been passed over, who had been forgotten…She outraced death itself. […] And yet her too-small wingspan, that deformed wing…they did not fail her. Not once. Not for one wing beat. (acowar)

Nephelle wanted to be a warrior, but was turned away due to her small wingspan. So, she made herself indispensable as a cartographer and excelled at finding the most geographically advantageous positions for their armies. And now that hofas has been released, we know earth magic can be used to locate the best geographical locations:

…those with earth magic were sent ahead to scout lands [...] Not only the best geographical locations, but magical ones, too. They could sense the ley lines—the channels of energy running throughout the land, throughout Midgard. They told the Asteri to build their cities where several of the lines met, at natural crossroads of power, and picked those places for the Fae to settle, too. But they selected Avallen just for the Fae. To be their personal, eternal stronghold.” (hofas)

Those with earth magic are deeply connected to the land and their creative power flows freely in places where the natural magic in the land is untethered. Is it possible Nephelle excelled at finding the best locations because she possessed earth magic? And could that come into play in the next story if Elain possesses earth magic as part of her creative powers?

Despite being perceived as weak, Nephelle outraced death itself with her small wingspan to save Miryam. Her miraculous rescue inspired the Night Court's philosophy toward training:

I raised a brow. Azriel shrugged. “We—Rhys, Cass, and I—will occasionally remind each other that what we think to be our greatest weakness can sometimes be our biggest strength. And that the most unlikely person can alter the course of history.” “The Nephelle Philosophy.” (acowar)

We saw this philosophy in action at the final battle with Hybern when Elain raced against death itself and appeared out of nowhere with Truth-Teller to protect her family. Like Nephelle, she was and still is passed over, forgotten.

Elain is pleasant to look at, her mother had once mused while Nesta sat beside her dressing table, a servant silently brushing her mother’s gold-brown hair, but she has no ambition. She does not dream beyond her garden and pretty clothes. (Nesta's memory of Mama Archeron, acosf)

"Go back to Feyre and your little garden." (Nesta to Elain, acosf)

Elain said, "Then I will find it. I might require some time to...reacquaint myself with my powers, but I could start today." "Absolutely not," Nesta spat, fingers curling at her sides. "Absolutely not." "Why?" Elain demanded. "Shall I tend to my little garden forever?" When Nesta flinched, Elain said, "You can't have it both ways. You cannot resent my decision to lead a small, quiet life while also refusing to let me do anything greater." "Then go off on adventures," Nesta said. "Go drink and fuck strangers. But stay away from the Cauldron." (Elain and Nesta's exchange, acosf)

Elain in black was ridiculous. Yes, she was beautiful, but the color of her long-sleeved, modest gown leeched the brightness from her face. It wore her, rather than the other way around. And he knew the cruelty of the Hewn City troubled her. But she hadn’t hesitated to come. When Feyre had offered to let her remain home, Elain had squared her shoulders and declared that she was a part of this court—and would do whatever was needed. So Elain had let her golden-brown hair down tonight, and pinned it back with twin combs of pearl. He’d never once in the two years he’d known her found Elain to be plain, but wearing black, no matter how much she claimed to be part of this court…It sucked the life from her. (Cassian's observation, acosf)

These quotes hit differently with the release of hofas. @offtorivendell and @willowmeres seem to be on track with their theories that the warped magic of Hewn City affected Elain's creative magic. What if she reflects the magic of the land around her, and when that magic is warped or tethered, her physical appearance mirrors it? Is this another sign she will be able to use the language of creation to unearth Prythian’s secrets, forgotten by time? And maybe, like the legendary Nephelle, the things that Elain is viewed as weak for—her little garden, a symbol of her care for and connection to the land, and her appearance, a reflection of what was forgotten—actually become her family's biggest strength.

#hofas spoilers #elain archeron #maasverse theory #the language of creation #wyrd and her sacred land #the healing lake and land #secret slumbering forgotten #where Rosehall is tucked away #azriel shadowsinger #elriel #feyre archeron #nesta archeron #three faces of the mother #marked by wyrd #wyrd = cauldron mother fate #she is the stone mother #nephelle 🤝 elain #the nephelle philosophy #our greatest weakness can be our biggest strength

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becca-e-barnes · 8 months

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I've been writing my dissertation like that gif of the cat frantically slamming a keyboard (you know the one) but it's got me thinking about professor Bucky and how he might incentivise you to get your work done for his class 😏

"You're not getting an extension. Don't even think about e-mailing me for one." The hardest part of dating your lecturer isn't actually the sneaking around; it's that he's a hell of a lot tougher on you than the rest of the class.

"But Bucky I-" You begin but he cuts you off and you know by the look on his face that there's no point pressing it.

"No. You're more than capable and you've got plenty of time to get it done. You don't need an extension, you need to apply yourself."

God, he's annoying. You know you can do it, you never said you couldn't. You just don't want to. There's a massive difference.

He pulls his copy of the required reading out of his bag, setting it on the desk beside your laptop and it takes everything in you not to bury your head in your hands.

"There. I've helped you enough." He nods towards the textbook but when you don't move, he flicks through the pages with a sigh, leaving it open at the chapter you know you should start with.

You sit there for another few seconds in a foul mood, mentally preparing yourself to sit here for the next few hours.

"How about I help you? I get the impression you need an incentive." He knows you too well, there's nothing more motivating than a little treat. "You have 12,000 words to write. For every 1,000 you write this week, I'll give you an orgasm."

Maybe you should complain about his assignments more often.

"Deal." Hell, if you'd known this was coming, you'd have started ages ago.

"Good girl." He laughs, amused at the rate at which your fingers begin to dance over the keyboard.

Getting started isn't too hard. You type out a quick plan of your chapters, dropping in the sources you know you'll need before starting your introduction and with your focus on your work, you hardly notice Bucky sinking to his knees under the desk.

You feel his warm, open mouthed kisses trailing up your thighs under your skirt and his soft groans drag your attention away from the laptop.

"Don't stop working." He insists, licking your sex through your cotton underwear, letting you enjoy the delicious friction on your cunt. "You're almost at the first thousand and it reads well so far." You feel his hot breath against the now wet cotton while one of your hands falls to tug his hair.

"If you stop typing, I stop licking." He threatens, pulling your panties to the side, gliding his tongue against your skin and groaning at the taste of your arousal.

You have just over 200 words until you reach your first thousand and it should be so easy but it becomes even harder when he sinks two fingers into you and you're able to hear how wet you are already.

His lips engulf your clit, sucking gently while flicking his tongue in vertical strokes in time with his fingers curling inside you. "Such a smart girl. I'm so proud of you." He hums before giving you a few broad strokes with a flat tongue.

He knows what his praise does to you and with your thighs clamped around his head, you fly your way through a few hundred more words. He chuckles when you proudly announce you reached a thousand but you don't stop typing at the same frantic pace.

"Sweetheart, if you want to get all 12,000 done this evening, I'll sit here as long as it takes." He smiles against your skin before giving you everything he knows you need. His tongue flicks quickly over your clit and his fingertips rub against the soft, spongy spot inside you and in no time you're gushing against his face, gripping his hair and riding your high out on his waiting tongue.

#becca's thots #becca writes spice #professor!bucky #professor!bucky smut #professor smut #look #I'm not saying I'm COMPLETELY screwed #but I think I've girl bossed too close to the sun #I emailed my diss supervisor on Friday asking when my deadline was #apparently it was a week ago 💀#she's giving me until this Friday bc she's an angel (and the date on some of her material was wrong)#but this is the busiest week of the year for me at work #I have a couple of 4am starts and a few really late nights #and it's period week #so if you happen to see me crying in the university library this week just let me get on with it #but I WILL churn out 12000 words #but truly this post is one of my biggest weaknesses ^^#men who know you're capable of doing more and try to encourage you rather than convince you that you could get away with doing less 🤤

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clementine-kesh · 8 months

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if i may complain for a moment b’elanna torres is such a top tier fantastic character and it’s so frustrating that the vast majority of trek fans either a) hate her b) ignore her c) reduce her to being tom’s totally not spicy latina stereotype wife (aka the jay and gloria from modern family special). she deserves MORE she deserves respect and recognition and for people to stop being so gross towards her!!

#and she needs a divorce lbr #extremely grateful as always for my beloved circle of trek fans on here who are b’elanna understanders #a while back i read an article from some nerd news site that listed her as one of the biggest weaknesses of voyager #and it made me so mad i had to lie down

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mercymaker · 4 months

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while my mind's mostly in the post-game brainrot hours when it comes to mal

every once in a while I think about her and astarion during the game events, especially early act 3, when they are still unsure about their relationship, but even with all that uncertainty, there's this gentle warm feeling shared between them

and there's an odd sense of innocence there, they're almost like two teenagers falling in love. stumbling through their feelings, haunted by certain fears and anxieties. of fucking it all up. of letting each other down. but above all, of not being enough.

they're not sleeping together at that point, of course, but instead they talk. they find a quiet spot somewhere on the outskirts of their camp and just chat. they go over the events of the day, they try to guess what happens next. they talk a little bit about themselves, get to know each other on a deeper level.

and that's how, I think, they end up falling deeper and deeper for each other. through the endless conversations, the somewhat awkward, shy touch.

#the bg3 adventures #oc: maleane #astarion #maleane/astarion #they're just neat idk #like i think their biggest insecurity at that point is not being right not being enough for the other #mal is scared that he loves the powerful sorcerer in her the charismatic leader #but that's just a fraction of her and showing him the softer more fragile side scares her #she doesn't want to appear weak to him because she fears that's not who he loves #and i think it's the same with him it's part of the reason he's so determined to do the ritual #AND YET little by little piece by piece they reveal those hidden details to each other

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aqqleshiqqing-archive · 9 months

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how do artists draw their selfship sleeping together and just getting super cuddly n shit i get so embarrassed drawing that HOW

why did this get likes so quickly does everyone understand my pain that well /j

#I THINK SLEEPING ART IS MY BIGGEST WEAKNESS #no not napping like laying on her shoulder kinda way #I MEAN LAYING ON BED AND MIMRIMIRING AND HOLDING EACH OTHER SO COMFORTABLY THERE ARE MORNING RAYS SEEPING THROUGH THE CLOSED WINDOWS #i only did that once w tomjesse #i wnana do that again thooo #but like how #LMAO

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eeblouissant · 3 months

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there’s not a single thought in my head but that scene where Rose hides behind Dorothy all sad because Blanche is staring daggers through her for snacking on her diet food by accident

#the golden girls #I cannot deal it’s my biggest weakness #the way Dorothy takes a moment to make sure she’s actually alright with one (1) look oh #SHE WAS SO UPSET SHE FELT SO BAD #rose you are so special to me and I love you #rose may be my favourite #she’s literally adorable how could anyone ever be upset with her #golden wives

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maslows-pyramid-scheme · 1 month

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Is it just me, or is the background music TS sings over on this album really monotonous and forgettable?

#i've always thought background sound has been her biggest weakness #but it's just... bland on this album #i'm not a ts fan so i don't know if this is usual for her #taylor swift #the tortured poets department

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creepyscritches · 4 months

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I wanna thank you for your post about being nice to customer service people as someone who works in a customer service call/text center 🫡 people who say please and thank you to us are so rare! I was so shocked, I thought Americans just didn’t use please and thank you as a cultural thing or something, it really breaks our morale when people are rude for no reason 😣 not only that but also being xenophobic and generally mean. We’re already being exploited by the companies lol we don’t need more mistreatment. Thank you and everyone who is kind ❤️

It is not a cultural thing in the SLIGHTEST to not say please/thank you. You are experiencing inexcusable rudeness and you shouldn't be expected to "get used to it"!

Almost ALL of my IT assistance comes from India and I've worked in tandem with Indian medical coders several times over the years. It's insane to think even my colleagues were griping and moaning about working with ""offshore employees" " 🙄 in my personal and professional life, these employees have been incredibly helpful and kind to me and it's just basic decency to thank them!

Just today I had to call our offshore IT for some convoluted/botched IT update, and it took 5 minutes of polite conversation + trouble shooting to correct everything. IT WOULD HAVE TAKEN ME WEEKS ON MY OWN!! I don't understand how people are so shitty to people that actively fix their most frustrating problems. Like it's already insane to be so rude to strangers, but strangers that are bending over backwards to fix YOUR annoying problem? Go to jail 10,000 years.

I hope you have polite and courteous customers this week, anon! You deserve conversations that make you smile.

#Creepy chatter #The biggest complaint I hear is 'ooohh the language barrier :('#Shut up #Just accept that you need to phrase things differently sometimes and be nice #Ntm I'm usually using the WRONG tech word so I assume it's MY language barrier issue #Personally I have trouble understanding most thick accents regardless of language #So I spend a lot of time trying to train my ears to better grasp what I'm hearing #I have an employee with a very thick accent and I hate for her to feel like she can't easily communicate w me #It's a dual benefit to work on my auditory weakness bc I can more effortlessly have pleasant chats w IT while we fix things #Idk you should be nice to people and recognize when you are the one needing to improve! Be NICE

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originalzin · 2 years

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"You've got a lot to say about the way things have to be. If it's all so set in stone, I'll smash it! I'll sit on the throne of hell and break it myself!" - Hazel Polley, nerdy demon princess in training

Meet Hazel, my Monster Hearts character and my precious demon girl. She was originally made to be the only plain old human in the main cast, but that only lasted until she made a pact with the demoness Carmilla. She always felt like she was on the outside looking in, watching her friends keep their secrets. When the chance came to her to become special herself, she had one request: for she and her matron to be friends.

Carmilla treated her like her child from that point on, planning for Hazel to be her successor.

Hazel is plenty self conscious about herself, but she's unapologetically queer, trans, chubby, and proud of being weird. She doesn't like being told to suppress herself. At times, that ends in quiet and hurt feelings. Other times, it ends in fire.

#demon #trans #art #monster hearts #oc stuff #hazel is a creampuff when she's making herself small #hazel is a terror when she lets loose #she desperately wants to love everybody #her faith in people is her biggest strength #it's also her biggest weakness #i love my ditzy demon child

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munchboxart · 1 year

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SR fans, Grizzco Slosher is on tomorrow’s wildcard rotation on Gone Fission Hydroplant and I definitely suggest grinding 999 on it if you want the badge.

Grizzco Slosher is the best Grizzco weapon (in my opinion) as it pierces through armor and kills Flyfish with 1-2 sloshes (I forgot how many it takes, but should be 1 if it directs). Basically a much more mobile Grizzco Stamper.

The only thing you have to be mindful about is the ink tank, as it can only do 4 sloshes per tank. Grizzco Slosher still can paint really well too, but still leave your teammates to paint if they have better weapons for that job (unless you’re all Grizzco Sloshers, then all of you paint LOL). Also, the slosh travel is pretty slow but it travels far and does decent-great damage, so keep your distance.

Not sure yet, but I’m 100% certain that it’ll also kill Mudmouths as well, since Grizzco Stamper does it as well. And Glowflies & Grillers will be a breeze because of the piercing.

So I definitely recommend grinding this rotation if you have the time (999 takes about a full day hopefully, if you start at EVP 40)

#ik ppl are gonna say grizz blaster is the best grizzco weapon but idc #that shit is so boring to play and is pretty weak (better than brella at least)#i love grizzco slosher #im her biggest fan #ik freelance is gonna be shit tho bc ppl do not know how to use it #always have 1 slosh available if you need to escape #keep ur distance and dont use all 4 sloshes!! thats it!!#etc #salmon run

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elite-amarys · 2 days

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personally the fact that you literally went to hell is fuckin awesome and points in my book

Well. Not exactly the take away I wanted. But I suppose given that it is based in fact and not rumor, I cannot complain.

#pkmn irl #anonymous query #//her biggest weakness is that she thinks loving her friend is the coolest part of what she did #//and not. Everything else. Because she's a dork.

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mused-like-roses · 3 days

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Drops a ball of yarn at Blake's feet.

Give my muse an item and see how they react!

"Oh real funny..." Blake gave off a scoff at the supposed joke. Haha she gets it, she's a Cat Faunus, and cats like balls of yarn. They like to play with those... enticing... string covered spheres... that bounces around...

"MINE!!" Her cat-like instincts kicked in quickly. Blake pounced at the seductive yarn ball like an actual cat and rolled around with it, bouncing it up into the air and smacking it around the dorm room. The ball rolled around in retreat of the Faunus to no avail, every time it thought freedom was in it's grasp, Blake was there to jump on it and smack it all over the place. How dare this random person expose her hidden instincts of being a cat!

#𝖒; 𝕭𝖑𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝕭𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖓𝖓𝖆 #; 𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖓 #// It's her biggest weakness next to laser pointers: yarn balls!

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