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[do you think of me as I do of you?]
or tigress and viper + tigress's unimaginable beef with tai lung
#kung fu panda#furious five#kfp#tigress and tai lung are both always second best#shifu has never told tigress he's been proud of her#everybody is struggling#tigress is trying her best#character design#character designer#yurika!
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Coriolanus Snow's character is so fascinating to me.
At the movie's beginning, he is just this sweet boy, just trying to protect his family, keep them alive, and protect his tribute and keep her alive. And you adore him, and you're rooting for him; by the time you get to the end of the movie, he's slowly twisted everything around, until suddenly, he's not the person you thought he was, and even though you saw glimpses of that person, he's gone now, and you don't like what's left.
The thing I love is that you can see the inner fight that was there all along, the darker side is represented a lot by how Coriolanus is similar to his father and connects back to his past. He gives up pieces of that person throughout the games where Lucy Grey is his tribute, sacrificing them in the form of a handkerchief (a piece of his dad) that has the potential to implicate him in a crime that would cost him his life, but also the potential to grant Lucy Grey hers. You can see it in the way he gives her his dead mother's compact full of rat poison. In the way he cheats to save her, even with the knowledge that he won't gain anything from it. You can see it in the way that he lets her in on secrets he's guarded so fiercely from his capital friends. Living in a world where he has almost no control.
He also has close zero regard for the people in the arena with whom he has no connection. He convinces a classmate to help kill her tribute to save his, and he tells Tigress he felt powerful killing a little boy (a feeling she connected back to his dad). Things that grow smaller in comparison to his love for Lucy Grey, the affection he shows for Sejanus, the way he cares for his family, and the relationship he has with Tigress.
It's in the second part of the movie that things start to go awry. he gets his father's handkerchief and his mother's compact back. along with those pieces of himself. His hair is buzzed, and he's shipped away from his family, who were the original motivation for everything, most importantly the motivation behind befriending Lucy Grey. He has nothing. Seajanus ends up joining him and they go together to District 12, where he has even less control than he did before.
Coriolanus stands by while an innocent man hangs. He holds Sejanus back from stopping it to keep him safe. He gets in a fight with Lucy Grey's cheating ex. His best friend gets him out. He gives Lucy Grey the last piece of his parents he has with him. He gives the girl he loves all of his trust. He betrays Sejanus to the capital. He tries to protect his best friend. He kills a woman, putting them all in danger. He killed her to keep them safe. It's his fault Sejanus hangs for treason. His best friend cries for him right before he dies. He runs away with Lucy Grey to keep himself safe. He runs away with his lover so they can be together. He lies about Sejanus's death, so Lucy Grey leaves him. He lies about his best friend's death, to keep his love with him.
He abandons his friend and is abandoned by his lover because of it. He breaks trust, and so his trust is broken.
He gets all the pieces of himself back with his mother's shawl Lucy Grey leaves for him to find.
He had so many opportunities to be good, and you could see that he was fighting against the worst part of himself. And yet, you can also see him fighting less and less as time goes on, eventually, once he gets all of the pieces back he stops fighting. He goes back to the capitol, prepared to do whatever it takes to gain control. He's not a victim of circumstances or his childhood, Tigress proves that. But he is a victim of the choices he had to make.
Coriolanus Snow is such a complex character, who is shaped by his own choices, and the people in his life, who he can never really escape, the echoes of which will follow him throughout his whole life.
#I have so many thoughts banging around in my head right now#coriolanus snow#The ballad of songbirds and snakes#lucy gray baird#sejanus plinth#tbosas#president snow#sejanus deserved better#the hunger games#tigress
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S. lands on top: chapter 2
summary: Coriolanus returns home to the Capital with two women from district 12 plaguing his mind. One a (presumed) dead mystery but another well within his reach.
warnings: unco, dark!Coriolanus, possessive!Corirlanus, Dark themes, mentions of death, she/her pronouns, kidnapping, violence, somnophilia.
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Mabel continues her banging while Tigress sits outside the door. Her small hand pressed against her painted lips.
"Let me out!" Mabel screams, "Please let me out. I haven't done anything".
Tigress presses her hand against the door in sympathy,
"He'll be back soon to let you out" Tigress consoles.
Mabel stops her banging.
"Who' are you?" Mabel asks.
'I am Tigress, Coriolanus' cousin" .
"i am Mabel. Coriolanus' hostage".
Tigress perks up at the opportunity to explain.
"no. No. It's not like that at all. Coyro said he saved you. That people were planning to kill you".
"Who was trying to kill me?''
'He didn't say. But Coriolanus is a good man. He wouldn't do this with a reason"
There is a silence as Mabel considers the situation. Tigress is undoubtably loyal to her cousin. Would she hear reason, Mabel wondered or would all efforts result in loss of her only ally.
"I have a family, Tigress. I have to get back to them"
'You will. I promise". She had no right to be promising such a thing but it gave Mabel a small comfort.
"Is there anything I can do?". Tigress so desperately wanted to help.
"Do you know if he keeps any food in here?.
The room was large. It wouldn't surprise Mabel if he had a whole pantry in here.
"Food? You're hungry. Wait right there".
Mabel threw her hands up, as if she had any other choice.
She heard feet returning and pressed her ear against the door.
"Look below" the soft voice spoke.
Mabel did to see a small white cracker by her feet. It was all that was going to fit so she said her thank you's and made idle chat with Tigress behind the door.
They tried to keep the conversation away from dark themes. Mabel told her about her family. Her father worked the mines. Her and her mother washed clothes. Her sister was at school, and smart as whip.
They talked for a while as Tigress pushes the crackers under the door.
"Do you want anymore biscuits?". She had stopped enthralled in conversation.
"No. Thank you". The taste of dust lingered on her tongue, "Do you think it would be alright though if i took a shower?".
"of course. If you need me just bang on the door three times. I'll hear it"
"Thank you, Tigress. Don't let him in until i bang three times".
Tigress affirms she wouldn't and Mabel retracted from the door.
She felt dirty and gross. Wanting nothing more then to unstick her hair.
The bathroom was nicer then any house she had ever seen. Beautiful green titles surrounded the wall. White marble was carved for the sink. Big round mirrors hung above it. The space was unnecessarily large. having both a bath and a shower in different corners.
Turning on the water, she jumped back feeling the hot water. Back home hot water was only used for cleaning, and cooking.
It took her a while to figure out the dials before finding an acceptable temperature.
She scrubs herself clean with his products. They were all in expensive bottles, and she applied them with a heavy hand.
When she finished she was thirsty and pruney form the hot water. She wraps herself in a plush towel and rinses her underpants, dress and shoes. Her shoes came up with a rag but without a wash board and soap she would not get the stain out. Ugly brown marks stain her grey dress in dark plops and thin lines from the branches.
It was the best she could do in the time she was willing to spare. HE could come back any second, and he didn't seem the type to be delayed long.
She rolled the dressed and pants in the towel pressing the water out. When she put it back on it was still wet, but she felt better for being clean.
She bangs three times on the door to let Tigress know she was done.
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Coriolanus holds a handkerchief to his sore shoulder as he enters his building.
A few notice but most of high society are too self-involved to even see the red on his shirt.
He walks up to the servant in the foyer who greets people as they arrive.
She looks shocked to see his state.
He spoke before she could.
"i need new bedsheets for the Snow penthouse"
"Master Snow, your shoulder! do you need medical attention sir?"
"i need new bed sheets" he pushes.
The young girl nods, knowing her place.
"I'll bring them up right away, Sir"
"I need them now".
She bows before she turns her back to him in order to fulfil his request. She disappears into the servant quarters, but comes rushing back with the fresh sheets.
She bows again as she hold them out to her and he swaps the sheets in her hand for a few coins.
He wouldn't say thank you to a lower member of society. But she wasn't a Avox like the majority of her co-workers so she could have his pocket change.
He was grateful to get a empty elevator. He rests against the back and sighs deeply. He was so tired, he could have gone to sleep right there.
Hearing the elevator ding at the top, Coriolanus put his game face back on.
He digs into his pocket for his keys but Tigress hears him approaching and yanks the door open before he finds them.
"Coriolanus", she breathes, "She's settled now. Will you let her out?".
She backs away from the door to let him enter, closing the door as he crosses the living room.
'We'll see, Tigress". letting her out was the last thing he wanted to do. He had only just got her and like a child with a new toy he wanted her all to himself.
Tigress follows him to his room and he spins around to stop her.
"I'll bring her out when she is ready" when he was ready, "We don't want to overwhelm her on her first day".
"Maybe I should go in" Tigress persisted.
Coriolanus shoves his shoulder forward as a reminder of this mornings events. Tigress eyes it with sympathy but she remained determined.
"We've seen how violent she can get when she feels threatened. She's district, Tigress. She's dangerous."
Tigress goes to make her argument but decision had already been made and Coriolanus unlocks the door before she could make much of a sound.
He was glad to see Mabel had taken a shower. She stood by the window, looking out, with clean skin and better smelling radiance. Her dress was still stained with mud, and damp from the shower but her boots were clean upon her feet again.
Having no hair tie her braid was loose and slowly coming apart. She looked liked the district girl he longed to see in his peacekeeper days.
But his aching shoulder overbore his weakened knees.
He throws the bed sheets on the end of the bed, taking the liberty to take his coat off as well. Giving no attention to Mabel, he walks into the bathroom to care for his injured shoulder.
Running hot water he take a wash cloth and daps away the blood. His shirt was ruined. There would be no way even the best dry cleaners would be able to lift the dried blood that ran from the shoulder to the arm of the shirt.
He had wanted to keep the shirt as a momentum. The day he got his girl and turned his back on district 12 forever. But now it was best to throw it away. It was better not to relight the anger he felt.
Mabel hung by the open door to see what he was doing. She looked proud of her work.
"How's your shoulder?" she bites.
"How's your cheek?" he snaps back.
He shuts off the water, reaching into the cupboard he pulls out adhesive bandage.
"You asked me before what you were here for. Well you're here for me", He throws the bandage package down and turn to face her, "You're here to please me".
A step forward had her leaning back into the bathroom door.
"And so far I am not pleased".
"Then take me back home".
Coriolanus shoves past her to the bedroom.
"You think there's home after this?".
He rumbles through his draws until he finds his favorite nightwear, in the mean time pulling out a pair of his white draws and a silk long sleeve pj shirt. It belonged to the first pair of quality nightwear he brought with the new money.
He used to sleep only in his draws, and he always felt as if it was a reminder that he went asleep poor. Now he had draws full of expensive nightwear. Slippers and robes to match.
He throws the old nightwear on the top of his dresser, finding his favorite pajama set for himself.
"There's no home after this". He yanks his dress shirt off, his shoulder throbbing from the movement, ''When you left district 12, you left it for good. So you need to reconsider your current behavior".
He throws his old pajama shirt and underpants at her. She catches them on reflex and holds them to her chest like a teddy bear.
"Put that on".
He cock twitched at the mere thought of her in his clothes.
"You can't do this. This isn't right". She fought him, he knew she would.
"we're in the Capital now. And if you don't want to end up in the Capital jail. I suggest you don't concern yourself with what's right and only with what you've been told. Put the clothes on".
"No, Thank you". She drops the clothes to the floor.
He felt his temper flare up. He was tired and sore. If a district girl thought she was going to disobey him, she had another thing coming.
"Let's make something very clear. Every second from here on out, your life is in danger. You're families lives are in danger"
He slams his draws shut agressivley and pins Mabel under his stare,
"You're lucky I didn't string that sister of yours up today. If you want to gamble with their lives to see how far you can push me fine. But my patience is shorter then a the efforts of phone call and a length of a rope".
He eyes the clothes on the floor and Mabel follows before they catch each others eyes once more.
"Take a roll"
Mabel does not. Instantly picking up the clothes and bundling them in her hands.
"Get dressed and change the bed sheets. You got them all dirty".
He dresses in the shared space, flinging his soft shirt on body and unbelting his pants.
Mabel scurries to the bathroom and dresses behind the closed door.
he had done by the time she reenters the room.
His breath gets caught in his throat. The shirt was two sizes too big for her, buttoned all the way to the top and stopping just below her hips. His pants hung lopsided. Buttoned on him, they fit snugly to his waist but the fabric bunched and folded at her hips. They were longer on her too, hitting her mid thigh.
At night in his bunk he used to take his pillow from under his head and press it to his side. It wasn't Lucy-grey he was imagining but Mabel dressed in nothing but his peacekeepers uniform shirt and her panties.
He paused to wonder if he still had his old uniform or if he could get his hands on one of the shirts without raising too many eyebrows.
She still held her old clothes and boots in her hands and he crossed over to her to take them.
He hold out his hands unable to form the words in his mouth. She understands what he wants and passes the clothes to him.
He bends down to pick up his own clothes and takes them to the bathroom where he send them flying down the laundry shoot. He would have to let the Avoxes know not to bother cleaning the dress or the shoes, to just chuck them away.
But he was too tired to send a memo down now. He didn't sleep at all on the train. He wondered if Mabel would sleep now after the news of her predicament.
Should he give her something quiet to do. She had only woke up a few hours ago.
He was too tired to even worry about that. She could sleep or she could lie awake.
He comes back out to see her changing the best sheets. He kicks the old sheets to the side, unable to go back to the laundry shoot as fresh sheets invited him in.
She was shaking the pillow hard to get it into its case. Slamming it down on the bed once its in. She were mad about something, he couldn't image what.
He takes the fresh pillow and falls into bed. Laying on his stomach, he shoves the pillow under his arms and rests his head.
"Lie down" he demands.
"I am not tired". She looked awkward in the far corner.
"I didn't ask if you were tired. I said lie down".
She makes her way over to the side of the bed, laying down on the edge.
He could have made a fuss about her distance but after nearly a year of pining she was as close as she's ever been.
"If I wake and find you've moved-"
Unexpectedly she cuts him off,
"I get it. Do what you want or my family hangs. I've lied down".
Coriolanus shuts his eyes and falls asleep almost immediately.
He feels like he had only shut his eyes for twenty minutes before banging on the door woke him. It was Tigress announcing dinner.
The twenty minutes must have been a few hours.
Still he could feel the weight of her on the bed next to him. When he flexed his hand he could feel the soft material of her shirt. He must have reached out to her in his sleep and she kept it there.
He keeps his eyes shut ignoring the sound but bunching up her shirt in his fist.
Now knowing that he was awake, she shook his sore shoulder and his eyes shot open in pain.
"sorry" He could tell she wasn't, "Did you hear about the food?."
She look hopeful at him. Apart from the crackers she had nothing to eat for the past 24 hours.
He sighed and rose reluctantly from the bed. It was time to swap needs. He had no sleep on the train, she had no food.
He couldn't let Tigress and Grandam'am see her in his clothes like this. Not yet at least, and at the very most not at the dinner table. maybe as she went from his bedroom to the kitchen for water one time. But dinner was a formal affair. It had been that way even when they were poor.
He goes to his closet and takes out a dressing gown. Black with elaborate detailing and tells her to wrap it around herself.
He undresses in front of her casually. Trying to get her used to the sight. After all this time, he wasn't waiting.
He pulls on simple black pants and a white shirt. It would do for dinner. Going then to his shoe closet, he pulls out the first black pair he sees and a pair of brown socks.
Sitting on the edge of the bed he struggles to put them on with one hand. His shoulder pounded and he felt it was too stiff to move that far.
He kicks his feet in frustration.
"Help me" he commanded.
Mabel goes to the floor in front of him with a smug look. Pulling his socks on his feet.
He takes the time to lecture her.
"You embarrassed me this morning. You're not to do it again".
She starts with the shoes, yanking them on and tying them up.
"When we go out there you are to behave if you are to be fed."
She rises as he does. His hands go out to her robes ties and he pulls it tighter in case it shows what's underneath.
''Keep what we discussed between us. No one but me and you need to know why you're here".
"Tigress tells me that you said you saved me. Is every one here that stupid or do we need to think of a better lie?".
He smacks her on the same cheek as the captain did.
"i wouldn't be insulting anyone else's intelligence if you thought I was going to let that pass".
He takes her shoulders into his arms and presses her against him. His sore shoulder shook slightly in pain from the effort.
"What was it that you said? You get it. Do as I say or your family hangs?".
Mabel nods her head, "You saved me from district 12".
He knew his girl was smart.
He lets go of her and she follows him to the door.
Coriolanus hadn't realized he was in fact hungry. But as he smelt what the chef was cooking in his kitchen, he felt his stomach twist in hunger.
He enters the dinning room with Mable following to see Tigress and Grandam'am there already.
"Mabel!" Tigress greets, her hands finding their way to Mabel's face.
Coriolanus looks between the two, standing close.
"Tigress" she returns with affection.
Tigress eyes the robe but doesn't make a comment instead they land back to the reddened cheek.
"Oh dear. Your cheek looks sore. I Have some cream that will help".
Coriolanus felt himself getting irritated at Tigress. He wanted to be the one she greeted affectionally. He wanted to be the one to place the cream upon her face. Tigress was only suppose to care for her when Coriolanus wasn't around.
"After dinner, Tigress". He removes her hands from Mabel's face.
They all agree and Mabel follows Tigress to the dinner table. Where a four delicious bowl of soup sat around a steaming loaf of bread. A knife for carving sat along side of the board and Mabel imaged grabbing it. But to what effort she thought. He had already taken a knife from her once before.
She choose the seat next to Tigress, leaving Coriolanus to sit across from her and next to Grandma'am.
'She's not eating here" Grandma'am was already at the dinner table, waiting.
Mabel shoots up from her seat unsure of what was expected of her. Tigress scolds her Grandma'ams name.
"maids eat in the kitchen". Grandma'am finishes, looking around the room as if she was the only sane one.
"She's not a maid, Grandma'am. She's a guest" Coriolanus places a hand on his grandmothers arm in comfort.
"I'll eat in the kitchen" Mabel offers. It would be more comfortable for her anyway.
Coriolanus, tired, hungry and sore slammed his hand down upon the table. He was head of the Snow house. He decided where people ate, what they ate and even if they could eat it.
It wasn't lost on Grandma'am who quieted imminently. She remembered the wrath of his fathers temper. The apple didn't fall far from the tree.
"Sit" he seethed, and Mabel retook her seat.
He got up and started to cut the bread in a silent room. He dishes first to Grandam'am, then to tigress and then finally to Mabel and himself.
Retaking his seat, he begins to eat and Mabel takes it as a sign that she could too. She dishes it into her mouth in big bites. She had never had anything so grand. Most of the soups back home were mostly water.
She sees butter on the table and spreads it thickly on her bread. At this point she notices the stares of her dinner partners.
"Sorry" she felt oddly embarrassed, "there's not a lot of food in the districts".
"Well there is plenty here. Slow down" Coriolanus insisted.
Grandma'am scoffs but the dinner resumes after that.
Mabel finishes before the rest but Coriolanus wasn't far behind. She takes another piece of bread while waiting for the others and hides it in a napkin and sticks it in her robe pocket.
Once they were done, Coriolanus rang a bell and two maids and a chef with a tray come out. They take the empty plates while the Chef dishes out new ones. This course had meat and potato's. Mabel couldn't believe while people back home had to ration scraps, people here had a warm up meal.
One of the maids reaches to take the bread and Mabel launch's her hands on top of it.
"It's ok". Mabel could feel Tigress hand on her back.
"Leave it" Coriolanus demanded and the maid did. Mabel was pretty sure he was talking to her.
He eyes her from across the table, silently telling her to behave.
"thank you" Mabel looks up to the chef putting the food in front of her but he says nothing in return. But his jaw twitches as he looks for his tongue.
They leave as quickly as they come and the family digs into the second course. Mabel makes effort to take smaller bites but the meat melts in her mouth.
"So Tigress" Coriolanus tries to ease the atmosphere, "I spoke to the constructor, he said he could have the fitting done by Tuesday and the painting done by Friday. You could move in after that".
"Friday!" Tigress spat her potato out, "I haven't even got half the designs done".
Coriolanus shrugs his shoulders.
"You could always outsource".
Tigress frows her eyebrows at him, "my shop will have my designs" she brings her hands to her face, "Friday", she smiles, "i can have it done by Friday".
"You make clothes?" Mabel asks biting into her potato. It makes Coriolanus wince.
Tigress nods her head enthusiastically. "I've wanted my own shop before i could even remember. Coriolanus brought me one for my birthday".
Coriolanus straightens his back. It was one of his proudest achievements.
"i could sew for you" Mabel offered. Coriolanus made it clear that she wasn't going anywhere any time soon. Perhaps if she made friends with Tigress, she could use her to escape back home.
"You can? do you make your own things back home?" Tigress asks.
Mabel shakes her head no.
"i sew peacekeepers uniforms. I could help hem and stich at least. You can show me what you want done otherwise. I am a fast learner".
Coriolanus agreed she was a fast learner. She settled nicely into her new life here.
Mabel pauses as she brings another forkful to her mouth.
"You were a peacekeeper" her fork dropped to the plate, 'back in 12. I remember seeing you with Lucy-grey the night of Mayfair's murder".
So she did see him. he wasn't a ghost to her. Still he wondered if it was better if he had been.
He gets up from his chair, moving over to pour himself a drink from the liquor tray.
She shoots Tigress a worried look.
"i wasn't accusing anything, I was just saying" She told Tigress.
'No. You would have to be insane to accuse me of anything" Coriolanus spat.
"she wasn't" Tigress came to Mabel's defense, "yes. He was a peacekeeper in 12 for a short period of time. That must be were he heard you were in danger".
Mabel bites her lips to stop the words from tumbling out.
Coriolanus could see her fight to keep the secret they shared in. He dashes back to the table and rings the bell again.
The maids come in and Coriolanus reaches for Mabel in her chair, pulling her up.
"We won't bother with desert or tea. We've both had a long journey from district 12 and should rest".
Mabel takes the bread off the table, and Coriolanus snatches it back.
''leave it" he barked. Its thrown on the table and the maid takes it.
'Oh and why not. She's made herself quite at home in your dressing gown. Eating our food off our dinner table". grandma'am was more livid then he had ever seen her, yet he still ignored her, dragging Mabel back to the safety of a locked door.
She tears herself from him, sitting back on the bed. He wanted to join her. Still tired.
But he had class tomorrow which means he had homework for that class tonight. Much like the Academy he was top of his class. He wasn't going to let that change for a few more hours of sleep.
"Can you read?" he asks her going to his study desk.
"a little".
"What's a little?" he reaches for a book in the draw.
"Signs and things. Mine and my families names."
He closes the draw without the book. It would be too advanced for her. Instead he tears off a piece of paper and grab a pen before walking over to her.
"Can you spell Coriolanus?".
She shuffles over as he sits on the bed next to her.
'Co-r-i-o-l-an-us" He demonstrates the letters to her. Prior to handing her the pen and paper. His neat cursive hand writing splayed across the top.
'Do that". He instructs, going back over to his desk to complete his homework.
She uses the bed side table as she traces over his name. Feeling confident she could do it, she then practices on her own.
CO she looks back to what's next, RIL.
Her hand writing was scribble compared to his. She looked over to him hunched over a book writing. It came naturally to him. He had filled out two whole pages before she had gotten half way through her first.
CORIOAANUS
COIRO
CORIOLANUS.
He slumps back into his chair just as she had gotten it right without looking. He tidies his desk, placing his homework in his satchel so he wouldn't forget it.
The book thumps closed, and he walks back over to Mabel. He grabs the paper overlooking her work.
"Co-r-i-o-lanus" he repeats, "well done".
He gives the paper back to her.
"Let's get ready for bed".
He unbuttons his shirt as he walks back to where his pajamas were left. He undresses in front of her once more, finding taking off his shoes easier then putting them on.
Back in his Pajamas he turns to see her looking at the wall, still in her dressing gown.
'Come on" he calls and leads the way to the bathroom. He brushes his teeth. Spitting in the sink he can see her behind him in the mirror, watching him.
He reapplies the toothpaste to his brush and offers it to Mabel. Who refuses to take it.
If his shoulder hadn't been sore he would have forced the brush into her mouth, but she was sure to break free from his injured hold.
he pushes the brush again. His eyebrows raised in expectation.
She does take it this time, looking at it hesitantly before plopping it in her mouth. It seemed intimate to be sharing your captives toothbrush.
She brushes quickly and places the toothbrush back to were she saw him get it from. He reaches back into the cabinet he pulls out a small white bottle. She flinches as he applies the ointment to her cheek. He does it quickly and places the bottle back to the cupboard.
With a hold on her shoulders, he pushes her back out into the bedroom directing her to the foot of the bed.
He takes off the dressing gown from around her and puts it on himself, feeling the weight in his pocket. He puts his hand in, pulling out the bread wrapped in napkin.
He sighs but supposed he would have done the same if he wasn't sure of the circumstances.
"Get into bed" he tells her.
With the wrapped napkin, he goes back outside. he felt giddy to be feeling her warmth around him. She would warm his shirts for him before work now, warm his bed at night and his lap on occasion.
It was late and the house was quiet.
He walks into the clean kitchen and puts the kettle on, throwing out the scrap of bread. There was a time were the thought would have repulsed him. But now as he throws out bread, he reaches for Tea.
Bending down he take out a small container of pill from the bottom cabinet. From his peacekeeping days. They used to give them to the soldiers to help them sleep in a storage room filled with a hundred other men.
Coriolanus still took them when he couldn't get his mind to stop. He knew they worked well.
He uses the back of a spoon and crushes the pill into dust. The kettle whistles at him, and he takes it off the heat, pouring it over the tea leaves.
He scoops the dust into a fine white tea cup and dissolves it with the hot tea. He pour another cup for himself. She would never drink it if she didn't see him drinking it to.
"Coriolanus is that you?" He hears Tigress call out and he shoves the pills back into the bottom draw.
'What is it Tigress?". She appears in the door way behind him.
"what are you doing?" She asks. She was dressed in her mothers old dressing gown. She wore it for comfort.
"making tea".
She nods, "i've made up the spare room for Mabel. She must be tired. I've also put some clothes in there for her."
"Mabel won't be sleeping in the spare room. We can share my room. She's too dangerous to be left alone".
The cousins share a tense silence.
"Coriolanus, do you plan to harm that girl?". Her words were slow, unsure of herself as she accused him.
"No more then I plan to harm you or Grandma'am".
Play your role, stay under his protection.
"This isn't you, Coryo". She places a hand on his arm but it gave him no comfort.
It was more him then he ever felt.
"Tigress, your shop opens in a week. Focus on that and leave my business to me".
"Not if you're going to hurt that poor girl". Her hand is retracted from him. He had moments were he was no longer her Coryo but a enemy she didn't know.
"Do you like your life here Tigress? no longer battling for food, no longer working under someone else, struggling to pay rent. I gave you that. I told you, I am not going to hurt her. But you won't tell me what I am to do with her, If you can't accept that perhaps you and Grandam'am are better of elsewhere".
He takes the teas and returns back to his bedroom, leaving Tigress reeling in the bedroom. She had not gotten into bed as directed but taken a pillow and throw off his bed and settled on the floor.
It didn't matter. She was going to be asleep within two minutes.
'here" he says passing her the white cup.
"What is it?" she asks but takes it from his hands.
"Peppermint tea. It's a capital dessert".
He sits on the end of the bed with his and takes a sip. She follow suit and must have really liked it as she gulps it down in seconds.
He supposed she would have been dehydrated. He didn't offer any water with dinner.
She lays back against the night stand with the cup pressed to her chest. She was beginning to feel funny. Her breathing slowed and her eyes stung from being kept open.
Her eye lids drooped and she relaxes back on the floor. He leans forward to take her cup before it smashed to the floor, seeing it come loose in her grasp. She looks at him through her eye lashes suspecting before they close all together.
Placing the cup on the night stand, he picks Mabel up from her nest and places her on the bed.
She looked unreal after all this time. Her freshly washed hair sprawled around her. Framing her pretty face. He took time to examine her all. Her long dark eyelashes and pretty pink lips just waiting to be kissed.
He used to love watching her hang the uniforms out in the sun. The sun bouncing off her figure as she bent and rose. He always thought she had the longest legs he had ever seen but realized she was quite short up close.
All the other peacekeepers would talk about her too. "Is the pretty one working today".
Coriolanus was forced to swallow the jealousy he felt when they referred to her as the 'pretty one'. He hated them referring to her at all.
Coriolanus never thought he would ever get this close. Not this soon at least. He remembered a night while he was mopping the hallways and two drunk peacekeepers had returned from their night off, re-dirtying his hard labor.
"Did you see the pretty washer there tonight! HEW-E. She's prettier when she's flushed from dancing".
Coriolanus stopped his mopping to see if they had anymore to say about her.
"Next time I am going to dance with her!". The peacekeeper swayed in the hallway, dancing with himself.
"Dressing in the uniform she's washed is the closest you ever going to get to her!" the other Peacekeeper roared back in laughter.
The words had stung him as if they were directed at him, and a joked shared between two friends.
"You're wrong" He spat out.
"What?" the drunken mate turned back.
Coriolanus cleared his throat. "I said it's warm".
Now here she was. Beneath him. Laying so beautiful in her deep sleep.
She was so pretty and now within his reach.
Coriolanus shifts her more to the middle and climbs on top of her. He could have a taste, surely. Just a small sample for his hard work and patience getting her here. He wait until she was awake to deleverage in the main course.
He unbuttons his pants on her, pulling them and her panties down to her ankles. His shirt is the next to go. He unbuttons it from bottom to top, leaving it cast off her chest. She only had a small breasts so only bothered with a bra when occasion called for it. If she had known she was going to be taken she would have bothered with a bra that day but Coriolanus luck would have it that she didn't.
She was bare beneath him and he wanted to feel her skin against his so he took off his pajamas, leaving them in a neat pile next to him.
His shoulder ached from keeping his weight off Mabel. But mixed with his arousal it felt almost good.
He lowers himself so he could feel her skin against his. He was larger by a mile, his whole body overtook her.
He starts with a kiss against dead lips before grabbing his member and stoking himself over her. His sore shoulder bore the weight.
He starts slow, moving his hand running it over his head and down to his balls a couple of time. He circles his shaft with his thumb, taking one of her breasts in his mouth at the same time.
He circles the nipple with his tongue as circles his shaft. He bites gently down into her skin once he has had enough and returns to his pumping motion.
Coming undone to the thought of her is nothing new. But seeing her beneath him willing to take whatever he had to give, brought out a more vocal side of himself.
He huffed and puffed, groaned and sputtered as he moved.
He rested his head upon her shoulder. She smelt like him but remained with certain amount of sweetness of herself.
It was her smell that threw him off his resolve to contain himself for a longer period. She smelt perfect to him.
He moans as he spills out over her and he aim himself at her stomach. The white sticky cum leaks over her stomach.
He would wash her again, redress her and tuck her in. Tomorrow she would no know different.
He lets out a small laugh, kissing above her collarbone. His pretty girl. All his, his, his.
#coriolanus snow#the ballad of songbirds and snakes#dead dove do not eat#dark!coriolanus snow#snow lands on top
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could you do mantis, tigress, viper, po, shen, tai lung, kai x a white peacock reader that can manipulate all forms of physics?
For reference, the White Peacock Reader has the ability to manipulate all forms of physics regardless of laws.
Other have sent you this type of question, so I am sending you this type of question.
And I love your stuff too.
mantis,tigress,viper,po,shen,tai lung and kai x white peacock reader who can manipulate all forms of physics
I'm glad you like my stuff! And of course I can
Not been proof read yet I just wanted to post it 😭
Mantis
He finds you beauty and grace very admirable
You fight with such ferocity and grace it's almost unbelievable
He thinks that your powers are really cool but also really scary since they dont abide to any of the laws
Meaning you can do things that shouldn't physically be possible
Thinks that your some kind of God or something,maybe you've just been blessed by the gods
Not to much sparing,he fears that hell be crushed before he can even move
He asks to trace the patterns on your feathers(if you have any patterns)
He wonders if your tail can get in the way when fighting
Your fighting style is literally drop dead gorgeous
Saw you phase through a wall once,cant unsee it
Scary for in battle but very useful as an ally
He asks if you know why your white instead of the usually colours
Very curious about you
Your very mysterious
Tigress
She finds your beauty breath taking but remembers during battle not to be distracted
Shes curious of how you got your powers,did you learn them?,if so who was your master?,were you born with them?,does it run in your family?
Lots of questions
Training constantly
You've bested her more times then she cares to admit
She'll say that you cheated
Shes not saying that because she thinks you incapable,shes just saying that to try and mend her wounded pride
Her leg has phased through you and she lost the match because her brain practically stopped working for a minute or so
She likes to stay on your good side,mainly because she genuinely fears your powers
She believes that you can control them well but the things you can do,shouldn't be humanly/animaly possible
She likes to help clean your tail if you allow her
She wonders how you can fight with such a big tail
She fears fears what people will say when she tells them she lost a match to you,so you tell her that she can say you lost sometimes
She finds it scary and impressiv how much you can do,you can control things like the weather,solid matter etc.
She asks about your origins and if there may have been a particular reason as to why you were born as a white peacock with such immense power
Viper
brought to you by the same gif,again
As a previous ribbon dancer she likes to see the art in different peopls kung fu/fighting style,which meand she loved the way you fight
Such precision and beauty
She thinks your way to overpowerd
Like if you wanted to you could legit just walk on water
Dont like cold noodles?,ok lemme just,heat that up for u rq
She likes to stay relatively on your good side
She will ask to put flowers in your feathers,if you allow her to she will be ecstatic
Such a sweet heart
If you give her a feather as a gift of luck she may just pass out
If you have any patterns on your feathers she likes to trance them with her tail or just look at it
Shes scared to get priced by your sharp talons in battle/sparing
Loves your feathers
Shes curious to your feather colour being white but wont dig or think to deep about it
She just puts it down as being an unique quality of yours
Your tail can get annoying every so often
She likes how you input your tail into your fighting style
Po
Your white feathers give him a tad bit of PTSD
He find the way you fight majestical,almost as if hes watching a play
He likes your feather and asks how you keep them so clean
He would be very hesitant with you sometimes due to the fact you remind him of someone
He thinks white suits you
Hes very surprised,fascinated and intrigued apon finding out about your powers
Your powers are like nothing hes ever seen before and he loves it
He likes to have long training sessions with you to try find a weakspot
He wants you to try teach him
Even if you tell him it's your genes and not taught he will still ask,there no hurt in trying
Liked your tail but it is very big
He likes making noodles for you both and sitting under a tree on a rainy day,knowing that your the reason your both not drenched in water
He wonders how you obtained such power and wonders what It would be like going all on out dragon warrior against you
He gets distracted by your feather alot
If you were to ever give him a feather hed treat it like a treasure that needs to be protected at any cost
Likes to watch your methods of fighting because he wants to try doing it himself
Shen
Hes rather shocked apon learning that there another white peacock
And your very powerful
In some ways hes happy that theres another peacock since he wont feel as lonely being the only white one but then again he in some ways feels like that was a huge part of his character
Apon first meeting you he gets extremely defensive and accuses you of being an imposter,even though you never said a single thing
Has alot of curiosity about your powers
Shen will try test your limits and see if you just unleash your powers out of pure emotion,he has morbid curiosity
He likes to spar ALOT
He likes to talk to you about how he created the cannons aswell as what he did to get the result
Hes very clingy and will often hang around you
Should anyone speak bad about you if you dont handle it,he will gladly
He finds a sick kind of pleasure from having so powerfull by his side
He throws firework shows for you
If you are good with close combat he will get a custom commissioned weapon of your choice for you
Tai lung
Although he finds your white feathers beautiful he also feels threatened
The pure reason for this is power
Hes been a star student for so long,the best of the best and you show up and have more power than him
Hes very stand off ish at first
He warms up to you eventually,its just a case of him getting there
He comes to find the brutality and accuracy of your fighting method
He trains with you at any given chance,hes not afraid to fight someone stronger than him and he will most likely go in blind,refusing to learn anything from his opponent
He asks if your methods can be taught and is a bit sulky if it cant
Hes not going to underestimate you by a long shot,hes more likely to overestimate you
He finds you feathers pretty and can momentarily find himself losing focus in training
If you gave him a feather he'd treat it as if it were his life sorce
He believes that when he achieves the dragon scroll you two will finally be even
Kai
Other than oogway he hasnt seen such powerful chi before
Nor has he seen the types of power you weild
Your a mystery at first,a mysterious white peacock shows up one day and has practically limitless power?
Hes going to be after your chi,no doubts
After awhile it's much like having a frenemy
"Still havnt given up your chi,(name)?""still havnt defeated oogway,kai?"
Its can go back and forth like this for a very long time,which it usually ends with you slipping through solid matter to escape
It gets to the point whether hes unsure if he still wants to take your chi
It would give him so much raw power but hes grown...fond of you
Which he hates to admit and probally wont
Once you become acquaintances tho it will turn into sparring seasons often
He brings his jombies out every so often to spice things up
He likes how smoothly you execute your kung fu moves/attacks
However in the end he still technically got what he wanted,just differently
#cattonic writes#mantis kfp#kfp tai lung#kfp kai#kfp shen#kfp po#kfp tigress#viper kfp#kung fu panda x reader#kung fu panda#tigress x reader#mantis x reader#viper x reader#kfp viper x reader#general kai#general kai x reader#shen x reader#lord shen x reader#tai lung x reader#x reader#not proofread
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Part 25. Best Friend Erasure (Oni-Chan 2.0, part B)
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Catwalker approaches Ladybug as she stands on a roof. She points off in a far away direction.
Catwalker: Ladybug! Oni-Chan is back, and this time her powers are—
Ladybug: I need you to go to one of the rooftops way over there and stay right there.
Catwalker: Are you sure? I could do more here if I—
Ladybug: Just. Go.
Catwalker: ...Yes, Ladybug.
Ladybug swings towards a rooftop where the other heroes have congregated near a Find Adrien billboard. Viperion looks up at Ladybug.
Viperion: Ladybug! Why isn't Catwalker with you? Did you talk to him about... that thing I told you?
Ladybug: We talked. He wasn't hiding what you thought he was.
Viperion: Oh.
Ladybug stands in a ‘take charge’ pose right in front of the billboard with Adrien’s face. Most of the heroes gather in to look towards her, but Carapace looks off towards the direction Catwalker took instead.
Ladybug: And everybody, gather around! You should all know this. Catwalker is on probation until further notice.
Viperion: Probation? Isn't that kind of extreme?
Ladybug: I have my reasons. He's keeping his miraculous, but you're the people I'm going to rely on to beat the akumas. For now, consider him an observer and just ignore him.
Carapace starts using his shield as a phone to text his girlfriend.
Carapace (texting): Rena, why is Catwalker allowed to keep his miraculous? We *have* to stop him from causing more damage.
Rena Furtive (texting): I'm watching him, don't worry.
Cut to Rena hiding on a rooftop as she uses her flute simultaneously as a telescope to spy on Catwalker and a phone to tap out a reply to her boyfriend.
Rena Furtive (texting): But if you want to try to get more info out of him as Carapace...? I'm sure Ladybug wouldn't mind...
Carapace leaps towards Catwalker, who looks at him suspiciously.
Catwalker: Carapace? What are you doing here?
Carapace: Ladybug said you were alone, and I thought you shouldn't be.
Catwalker: You should go back. Ladybug needs every hero she can get.
Catwalker perches himself on the ledge of the building he’s atop of.
Carapace: Then why did Ladybug send you all the way out here?
Catwalker: She needs me. I just... need to wait here. Until she comes up with a plan for how she can use me.
Carapace: If you want to help, we can always work to protect Adrien Agreste.
Carapace opens his arms wide and tries to give a disarming smile, but he can’t help but show his underlying malice.
Carapace: If you know anything at all, I'm all ears! Even if it's something you need to keep on the down low, I can be your confidant. I'm a hero, after all! You can trust me to keep secrets.
Catwalker, completely uninterested in going through another round of ‘my best friend pretends to like me when I know he’s secretly mad at me’ points his finger in accusation.
Catwalker: I see what you're trying to do and I'm not going to fall for it.
Carapace: Whaaat? I'm not trying anything!
Catwalker: Nino.
Carapace: How did—I mean, who's Nino?
Catwalker: You forgot to tell Adrien that he shouldn't reveal secret identities to anyone.
Carapace, completely off put, tries to make this new bit of information add up.
Carapace: He told you about me? Why would that even come up? Unless... Did he tell you he had a superhero for a best friend to try and convince you he didn't need you?
Carapace points an accusatory finger at Catwalker. Catwalker tries to placate, but he’s distracted by a burst of red light in the distance in the direction of the other heroes.
Carapace: And then you forced him to leave when he didn't want to and—
Catwalker: You have it all wr—Oh no.
Oni-Chan rapidly teleports between temporary heroes (all of whom had just been staring towards the giant face of Adrien) and hits them with her sword in quick succession: Vesperia, Viperion, King Monkey, Purple Tigress, Polymouse, Pegasus, and Pigella are all frozen before they can do anything to fight back.
Oni-Chan: You! Won't! Get! In! My! Way! Anymore!
Oni-Chan lunges for Ladybug, but she manages to swing out of the way with her yo-yo and escape, unable to be tracked because she was the only member of the group who hadn’t been staring at Adrien’s face.
Catwalker: Come on! Ladybug needs our hel—
Catwalker leaps into the sky to follow Ladybug, but as he is in midair, a green sphere forms around him.
Carapace: Shell-ter!
After the sphere hits the ground, Catwalker looks up at Carapace, who stands at the edge on top of the nearest building tauntingly.
Catwalker: I don't want to fight you.
Carapace: Good! Because you won't be able to fight anyone!
Catwalker: Look, we're both heroes right now. We need to be able to work together to help Ladybug.
Inside the sphere, Catwalker kneels and looks down dejectedly.
Carapace: Ladybug doesn't want your help!
Catwalker: Maybe not right now, but—
Carapace: Why did you think she sent you so far out of her way? She can't even stand to look at you! No one needs you. No one wants you. You should just give up your miraculous and save us the troub—
Carapace’s attention is caught by something happening across the skyline of Paris: with the Agreste mansion at the epicenter, a flurry of black ribbons launches into the sky, each one racing toward a Find Adrien billboard. Where each ribbon touches, the place where Adrien’s picture should be has been replaced by an empty white void.
Carapace (to himself): What the...? ...the Adrien billboards... All the pictures of Adrien... He's gone.
Carapace points down at Catwalker accusingly and brings his shield in close.
Carapace: Why couldn't you have just done nothing and let his real friends help him? Some magic ribbons just wiped Adrien from existence!
Catwalker: That's impossible. A sentimonster probably just got rid of the Adrien ads.
Carapace: You don't get it! He exists nowhere! And I'll prove it!
Carapace uses his shield to navigate to the pictures on his phone. His hand touches at the shield when it displays a picture of Nino and Adrien smiling together, nothing erased.
Carapace: I'll show you how this picture of the two of us is—
Catwalker: Wait. Carapace, you need to drop it. Now.
Carapace (to himself): Huh...?
Catwalker: Adrien is alive, I promise—
Carapace (to himself): He's still here with me...?
Catwalker: —but she's going to find you if you keep looking—
Oni-Chan pops in and out of existence just long enough to stab Carapace in the back, sending his body off the edge of the building. Below them, Catwalker looks up and destroys the sphere around him.
Oni-Chan: Begone!
Carapace: Ack!
Catwalker: No! Cataclysm!
Catwalker leaps into the air, arms reaching towards Carapace’s petrified body, all while the shield Carapace dropped in the commotion falls next to them.
Catwalker: I've got you!
Catwalker tearfully embraces the frozen Carapace from behind.
Catwalker: I am so sorry. For everything.
Catwalker continues to hug Carapace tight as a flood of emotions spews forth.
Catwalker: I never wanted to hide behind a mask, especially not with you, Nino. You've always encouraged me to be myself. Even though I've never been able to fully show you everything I am, you accepted the 'me' I could give. It meant so much to know that you cared, not just about the idea of me, but the real me. And now I'm less 'me' than I've ever been. Maybe it would have been better if I did nothing. But when she tried to kill me, I just... ran. Ran and insisted I was fine like I always do. And now you're the one paying for my rash decisions and I feel so powerless to stop it. I hope one day you'll forgive me.
Catwalker places Carapace’s body upright and touches his back in a gesture of farewell.
Catwalker: I wish I could talk to you for real. But I can't. I can't leave when I might be needed. Even if everyone hates that I'm here, I've got to help however I can.
Catwalker gives Carapace a fist bump in one final promise of their friendship.
Catwalker: I'll come home as soon as it's safe again. I don't know how long it'll take, but I promise I will come back.
Below is the same image as above, only without text:
#runaway catwalker#catwalker#carapace#oni-chan#akuma#ladybug#viperion#happy new year y'all#you have no idea how many obstacles got in the way of finishing this page#but finally it's done#now onto the *next* part of this akuma fight...
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Me watching travesty that was Kung Fu Panda 4.
Under 'read more', I have my full (unsolicited) thoughts on the fourth film - warning, I don't have much good to say about it 〔´∇｀〕;;
SPOILERS! + LONG ASS POST!
So... I'll start with the positives, because honestly, I do love aspects of this movie.
Any scenes featuring Li and Mr. Ping are the absolute highlights of this film. Love them, ship them, hilarious chemistry between them. I'd watch a whole film dedicated to just them.
Though not as funny as the previous films, it’s genuinely funny, like, some jokes are deadass hilarious. (See above for example lol)
Genuinely, the main villainess, the chameleon, has such a cool design and Viola Davis provides such a good voice for her. The animation whenever she transforms is so cool.
Jack Black as Po is just so charming, you can't help but find Po so likeable.
For what little we saw of Tai Lung, he was a treat to see.
Great animation, lovely scenery, love the little animation flairs during the action scenes
Alright, now time for the negatives... Which unfortunately there is a lot of. I’ll go step by step and build up to the bigger picture I’m trying to visualise here.
The Kung Fu Panda
Po’s character arc was pretty much complete at the end of KFP3, when he has his epiphany and finds that his true self lies in not restricting himself to one label, but by embracing everything that makes him Po. His identity by this point is very well realised. Unfortunately in KFP4, the tacked on conflict of him needing to retire the Dragon Warrior title and choose a successor just… Doesn’t make sense for his character at this point. Not to mention, the movie repeats a joke ad nauseam where no one knows who Po is, or of his adventures, jokingly chalking it down to a ‘regional’ tale. You’d think the literal saviour of China would be well known. The world-building feels so much smaller for it. Unfortunately, this movie is very determined to undermine the impact of the last three movies, all to prop up the wisecracking and super cool shitass Awkafina character. Sorry, not sorry, but Zhen is a terrible character just for that reason alone. If Kung Fu Panda wanted to pass the torch down, Tigress or even Tai Lung would have been a much more compelling option, seeing as both were telegraphed to be potential Dragon Warriors in the past. Speaking of…
Tai Lung
Man… The trailers got my hopes up that KFP4 would feature a long awaited redemption arc for the OG villain of the KFP films. Instead, he’s delegated to a cage for half his scenes, and received the barest minimum of character arcs in the finale. Granted, he was still entertaining to watch, but he was totally under-utilised.
To continue the topic of identity, the film missed the chance to ask this: “Who is Tai Lung without his kung fu?” All his life he’d been raised with huge aspirations to become the best kung fu master, and to eventually gain the dragon scroll (which he was denied.) In KFP4, the chameleon summons him from the spirit realm, and drains him of all his kung fu skill. Therein lies the missed opportunity for a compelling character arc, now that he’s been cast out as a supposedly useless body into the real world. And who better to help him figure out his identity other than Po himself?
I could go on forever about the various fanficy rewrites and plot ideas, but I don’t want to let this get any longer. So I’ll talk about one more topic.
The Chameleon
I love her design, I love her voice acting, but compared to Tai Lung, Lord Shen and even General Kai… She’s simply a weak villain. (Too small to learn kung fu… Really?? With characters like Mantis and Viper who deadass exist in the same franchise???)
‘I’m the Chameleon! I do nothing but change!’ holds such potential for a far more interesting backstory. Instead of being rejected for her size, suppose that it was seen by many king fu masters that she simply didn’t possess a true spirit of a kung fu warrior. As explained in this film, their abilities are harnessed in the spirit/soul, not just the physical body. Perhaps she didn’t want to work for those abilities properly. She wanted the easy way forwards. She didn’t want to put in the proper time and effort to become a master of the craft. Spurred on by what she sees as rejection, she learns sorcery to take on any number of identities of kung fu masters. So many identities she could use to fool herself into believing she was someone talented and gifted in the art of kung fu. But it’s only a lie she tells herself. And so, she takes the drastic action, and decides to start summoning these masters from the spirit realm. But even as she slowly grows in power through the course of this film, maybe a strong sense of imposter syndrome starts to set in. These powers aren’t truly hers - what value does a carbon copy of something original have? Nothing. She never properly worked for them and made them her own.
Anyways. I’m almost done writing.
Quick fire round of criticism;
Akwafina’s shitass character
Furious five just tossed aside except for a non speaking cameo. Tigress got done so dirty - if there are gonna be like three more films, they should have been about her
WHAT DID THEY DO TO LORD SHEN’S CHARACTER MODEL
The goofy-ass way he was attacked and then thrown into the cage, the disrespect lol
Li (the victim) and Lord Shen (the genocidal maniac who destroyed his village and killed his wife) somehow existed in the same space and did not get into a conflict.
Why does Kai still exist in the spirit realm? I thought he was literally skadooshed to be extra double dead lol. Like spirit literally eradicated
Akwafina’s shitass character
The villains bowing to Po feels super unearned given how under-utilised they were. I can see it working, just not in the plot we got in the end
Po’s character feels weirdly dumbed down, it’s hard to put my finger on it
Fart joke :(
The innocent and cute but secretly psycho baby bunnies are the definition of anti humour. They’re so fucking obnoxious and cringey
For some reason, the character designs of new characters feels super incongruous and out of place.
The Dragon Warrior isn’t an inherited title, it was given during a time where China needed a hero. Why does it need to be passed down?
Ȁ̸̺͚̮̘̔̌̇̋͛̀́́̒̉̅̐ķ̶̲͍̘̖͈̭̮̝̩͐̃̎̕w̴̙̖̫̿̿͜a̸̧̠͎̰̲̠̮͇̰̼̱͂̋̃̇̑̍̊̂̎̾̓͝f̶̛̼͓̱͖̖̭͓͍͚͋͛̍ḯ̶͕̈́͛̀̎̆͛n̶͖͓̻̉̆̎́͆̌͌͂̾̉̚a̷̡̻̟̟͍̳̙̰͔̬̜̐̏̾̍̊̎́͂͊͝’̷̢̢̭̬̹̪̟̰̣́̈́̌̈̑̄̔͗̓̃̄̐s̶̡̹̙̖̲̝͎̳͔̍͑́ ̷̢̤̈͊͛̚s̸͓̪̠̼̪̤͈̜̎ȟ̵͇̥͈̟͖͈̣̞͚̘̩͍̓̅̀͐͗͛̏̉̀̒͘͜i̸̛̦͕̖̙̲͔̗̙̘̥̣̰̖͖̭̓̄͂̋́̍̓̃͘t̴̯̯̔̑̈̽̇̋̈́͌͛á̴̡͍͓͎͍͈̖͖͎̼̀́̅̿͌̂̌̆͠s̷̢̳̙̦̯̥̮͕͍̃̃͑̂̎̑̍̀͒̊͘̚͝͠͠s̴̪͖̼͈͂̏̚ͅ ̶͕̺̟̙̲͓̘̟̠͇̩̖̠̦̫̄̅̋̓̈́̓̆͋͝͝c̴͕̤̮̎̿̎͐̀̐̊̆̓̍̾̈́͠h̵̛̝̑̋̎̃̈́̆͋͒̅͊́͑͠͝a̷̡̹͍̳̘̪̰̰̤̼̎̄̈́̚ͅŗ̷̝̲͚̻͚̮͕̳̙̭̻̄͆̇̐̄̐͂͘a̴̡̢̯̩͓͓͂̄͑͗́́͂͠͠c̸̨̺̖̪̙͖̯̟̠͙͐́͊̾̅̎̏͠͝t̸̛̗̣̳̠̯͎̫͔̣̱̞̂̅͑̀̈̄͋̈́̆͘͝e̸̢͎͙̻̩̦̹̜̩̦̖̫͍͂́̌ͅr̵̨̄̅͐̍̏̅̀̃́̇̇̅̕͝
That’s all I have really. Sorry for straying so much into fanfiction territory, but it’s an integral part of my criticisms. I could honestly write forever, but I mainly wanted to share this silly redraw of the Tai Lung meme using Lobster and I’s silly Kung Fu Panda Hetalia gijinka crossover AU nonsense lol
If you read this all the way to the end, congrats! And sorry - I never do long text posts like this lol
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First day of college is tomorrow so
Team Miraculous Headcanons!
(Note: I feel like the temp heros arent fleshed out as much so im only talking about their role on the team and the difference between their civilian and hero persona.)
Ladybug & Chat Noir: you already know.
Rena Rouge & Carapace: Just like the two lovebirds up there, I think there personalities swap in their hero personas. While Alya is the more rational one and Nino the coming up with crazy ideas, Rena is the crazy idea girl and Carapace is the one that wants everyone to think things through. In combat, Carapace is a frontliner like Chat Noir but with meatshield bent. Rena rarely sees combat because she's more of a mission control/guy in the chair/Navigator and yes I can randomly make persona references that supports the team from the shadows with illusions and spying on the villain.
Queen Bee: This might contradict canon but idc, Queen Bee is nice! Like yeah, she still insults her teammates, but not to their faces anymore! Chloe's making an effort to not be bad and she's failing, but it's the thought that counts right? In battle, Chloe is just doing her best Ladybug impression and it's not too bad.
Vesperia: If Queen Bee is Chloe trying to be nice, then Vesperia is Zoe being a savage! The girl has a lot of pent up anger from living with Audrey and Chloe at the same time, so she deserves to cut loose a bit. Vesperia is one of the heroes that uses the most taunts and insults against villains, sometimes to bait them but most of the time it's just her being a little bad. She's a frontliner but with an emphasis on dodging hits and grabbing attention.
Viperion: Luka is approachable, Viperion is not. He has creepy eyes and half of Paris is convinced he's psychic and can read minds (which isn't entirely wrong, he just reads emotions). The bad rep dosen't bother Luka too much, but it gets annoying when his teammates are scared of him.
Pegasus: Despite being a nerd, Max really isn't an uptight person. As long as something dosen't endanger himself, he's open to trying new things. Pegasus isn't. He lowkey believes he's surrounded by idiots including Ladybug (but he obeys her orders cause she hasn't really lost yet). Half of Paris is also terrified by him because he's able to pull off Batman levels of big brain during a fight.
King Monkey: Most of the temp's hero personas have different personalities but King monkey really is just Kim in monkey suit. Max has lowkey sussed out his identity, Kim suspects nothing.
Ryuko: Kagami is calm, which is why no one has figured out her identity because Ryuko is cRaZy. She's like one of those middle schoolers pretending to be their favorite anime character but WITH REAL POWERS! Villains are also scared of her because she has like 3 powers for some reason.
Purple Tigress: What more can I add? We all saw her: a raging cat lesbian. She's a berserker!
Pigella: She's like that one "threatening positivity" post: you will feel better, you have no choice >:)". the Love square between her and Tigress is real also. In fight she's like those really annoying spell casters that hypnotize your party members.
Miss Hound: When Sabrina transforms she just goes full Chloe! All the years of being mistreated come out as her being 10× meaner than any other hero! Miss Hound dodges a villains attack? "And thats why your useless, utterly useless!" She and Vesperia are besties!
#miraculous ladybug#ml headcanons#miraculous ladybug headcanons#team miraculous#ladybug#chat noir#rena rouge#alya sugar#carapace#queen bee#ml vesperia#viperion#zoe lee#luka couffaine#ml pegasus#max kante#king monkey#le chien kim#ryuko#kagami tsuguri#purple tigress#juleka couffaine#pigella#rose lavillant#miss hound#sabrina raincomprix
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Jade Palace + Social Media
Basically, I thought up of a bunch of silly headcanons about if Po + the Furious Five had social media because I thought it would be funny. Enjoy!
Viper has the most followers. Like, she has millions of followers. She was also the first one to ask Shifu if they could get social media accounts, as she wanted to keep in contact with her family. Shifu kept telling her no, thinking such a thing would be a distraction for them. (Viper, then Monkey and Mantis, went behind his back and got accounts anyways. After Po came along and Shifu found inner peace and became a lot less strict to his students, he allowed them to get social media. They wisely pretended as if they never had it when they made their accounts public.) Viper was originally fine with just commenting on and sharing what her sisters and other family posted, but then she discovered ASMR, and fell absolutely in love with it. She developed a strong attachment to ASMR, and began practicing it, and people love it, thinking her voice and the rattles she makes when she moves are perfect for ASMR. She also gives excellent affirmations.
Monkey and Mantis also downloaded social media before Shifu allowed it. They both have a substantial amount of followers, with Monkey having slightly more than Mantis. Monkey posts selfies/pictures but also spams the group chat with memes. Mantis advertises his acupuncture services and sends extremely cursed memes to their group chat, which Monkey appreciates. Tigress is not so amused. She has threatened to block both of them multiple times in order to not see their constant cursed memes.
Po has the second most followers. He had social media before he became the Dragon Warrior that he used to market his dad’s business, but after he became the Dragon Warrior, naturally his follower account exploded, as did his dad’s business. Po fills his stories and posts with selfies and pictures of Shifu (despite him trying to avoid appearing on social media posts), the Furious Five, and shares all the content that his friends make. Naturally, whenever he posts pictures of him and the Five eating at Mr. Ping’s restaurant, Mr. Ping experiences a boom in business. Po also posts pictures of his food just as much--if not more--than his pictures of his friends and family.
Crane was somewhat hesitant to get social media, and his account was private for quite a while. He eventually made his account public after being peer pressured into it. He’s the least active of Po and the Five online, and Viper and Po (especially the latter) are trying to convince him to post his calligraphy and artwork, considering it to be quite skilled. His self-consciousness has prevented him from doing so thus far.
Tigress has the third most followers. She’s very no-nonsense on social media, and surprisingly, Po managed to talk her into getting it fairly soon after Shifu allowed it. Now, Tigress posts manageable workouts on her accounts for the average person, focusing especially on self-defense skills that women can use. Her popularity online has certainly grown quite well. Po also talked her into doing a couple lives with her followers, keeping everything professional and answering questions relevant to the content she posts. Po keeps trying to talk her into teaching a kung fu class for girls or a self-defense class for women in general. (“Come on! They think you’re awesome! They love you! You’re so hardcore!”) She may be considering it.
Shifu is not terribly technologically literate. He is definitely a boomer who would struggle to figure out how to download something to a flash drive. He also has a habit of taking pictures that are very off-center, or otherwise do not look great (his thumb has covered the camera several times before). He doesn’t have social media, and is constantly asking Po to teach him how to take good pictures (Po takes the best ones) and has accidentally downloaded viruses onto the Jade Palace computers twice. Oogway is chuckling at him from the Spirit Realm.
#kung fu panda#po ping#kung fu panda po#master po#dragon warrior po#master tigress#kung fu panda tigress#furious five#master crane#kung fu panda crane#master viper#kung fu panda viper#kung fu panda monkey#master monkey#kung fu panda mantis#master mantis#shifu#master shifu#master oogway#kung fu panda oogway
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Parenting: A TiPo microfic
(No I have not seen Kung Fu Panda 4 yet)
You know, looking back on it, maybe letting Lei Lei invite friends over to the Jade Palace was a mistake. Not that Po would ever say so out loud, mind you. But a veritable litter of kids rallying around one very capable, very mischievous leader was always a recipe for disaster.
The birthday celebration hadn’t been this out of hand at the start. There were no less than seven Kung Fu Masters just in their immediate surroundings, how hard could watching the neighborhood kids be?
As it turns out, very hard. As soon as the celebratory noodles had been eaten, they all scampered, scarpered, and scuttled away in every direction. Crane had to be dispatched to provide an aerial view, Mantis was busy checking small spaces, and Monkey was furiously taping down every breakable item the Hall of Warriors had. (The Urn of Whispering Warriors was the sole exception; it had already been broken before the party started.)
Where Tigress and Viper were, Po couldn’t say. Neither did he know where Master Shifu was, but he was sure they were doing their best.
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“Inner peace,” Shifu breathed to himself, trying desperately to ignore the sole pig child gnawing on his shoe.
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Really, Po reflected as he turned the corner, his real mistake had been teaching Lei Lei how to do Kung Fu. A smart kid was dangerous. A dangerous kid who’d been taught to be dangerous was dangerous-er. But most danger-est of all was a kid who was smart, strong, and adorable.
A fact reflected by the sight before him.
Lei Lei waved at him innocently from across the hallway. “Daddy!” She called.
Po felt a moment of relief. Whatever chaos was ensuing the rest of the Jade Palace, at least his daughter was safe. “There you are. Ah, I was starting to get worried. Didn’t hear a thing.”
Lei Lei smiled with satisfaction. Po’s heart was warmed for a moment, before he noted the shadows slowly opening the doors on the hallway.
“What’s going on?” Po asked, not very sure if he wanted to know the answer. At the very least, he knew now where the kids went.
Lei Lei still smiled, but it was the smile of victory. “Destwoy him my awmy!”
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Viper savored the smooth warm comfort of her tea. “You think it’s all right letting the guys watch the kids?”
Tigress waited to answer, finishing her own cup. “If Po is good at only three things, it’s cooking, Kung fu, and kids. I’m sure he has-“
They were cut off as a familiar cry of distress rang across the Jade Palace. Tigress heaved a deep, long suffering sigh before finishing her thought. “-. . . Absolutely nothing in hand.”
Viper have a sympathetic smile. “Want me to check on them?”
Tigress stood. “It’s fine. I’ll save him.”
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A few minutes later, Tigress found Po. Or more accurately, she found the mass of hyperactive children currently smothering him.
“Am I interrupting anything?” She asked rhetorically.
“Tigrehf?” A muffled voice called from beneath the squirming playful mass. “I don’f mean to scare you, but I fhink our daufter is drying to take ofer the world. And I don’f know if I can ftop her.”
Tigress smirked. “I guess then I’ll just have to catch her!” Her announcement came with exaggerated menace and showy growls near the end. The mass of fur and feathers fled in delighted terror.
Tigress spared a moment to look at the Dragon Warrior in all his overwhelmed, completely unprepared glory. “Want to tag out for a bit?”
Po waved away the suggestion, still panting for breath. “Nah, nah, it’s fine. I’ll be chasing them in a second.”
Tigress huffed in amusement. “I’ll be herding them for a bit. You join me when you’ve caught your breath.”
Po’s head collapsed “I love you so much.”
Tigress smirked as she squatted down to look Po in the eye. “Oh don’t say that just yet. You’ll be making it up to me later. After she’s gone to bed.”
“Eh,” Po said in lieu of a question.
“I’ve been thinking,” Tigress continued. “It could be nice to give Lei Lei a little sister. Don’t you think?”
Po’s face turned red. “Eh-Heh. Like we don’t have enough to do, right?”
Tigress theatrically pulled herself up to full height. “Of course, if you don’t feel like you can handle another. . .” She started to walk after Lei Lei and company.
Po pulled himself to his elbow’s “No no, I can totally handle it. It’ll be fun!”
Tigress smiled as she started to run. “Then come on; we can’t let our daughter take over the world just yet!”
Po was laughing in full as he sprinted after her.
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Their Valentine's Day Plans
a/n: happy valentine's day! here's something quick :3 possibly part 1 of more?
pairings: carmen sandiego, graham (gray/crackle) calloway, zack, ivy, shadowsan, tigress, mime bomb x reader (seperate, but welcome to read as poly)
Carmen likes to indulge in your Valentine's traditions. She's learned many stories about what happens on the holiday globally, but spending it with you is special to her.
Graham takes you out for dinner, somewhere nicer than your usual places for your dates. Expect flowers!
Zack plans a day of fun with the best food around. Amusement parks, Races, Movies, you name it. This will be one of the very few times where you'll convince him to try fish. (He still won't like it)
Ivy uses the holiday as a spa-day for the both of you. She insists on spoiling you, a small thank you for being by her side through the chaos of Team Red.
Suhara (Shadowsan) asks you to join him for a night on the town. Quiet and shared moments between you both are few and far between, going where the night takes you two is a perfect opportunity to have some one-on-one time.
Sheena (Tigress) begs for a date indoors. Jet lag is catching up to her and nothing seems more appealing than holding you in her arms, cheesy movie reaching it's climax, with delivery on the way.
Mime Bomb tags you along for a night of thievery. Everyone's distracted, either by their plans or by their loneliness, and that means more pockets and stores are unguarded. Keeps his eyes out for anything you'd like as a gift.
© BXTTXRFLYBXDDIE
#carmen sandeigo 2019#carmen sandeigo netflix#mime bomb#shadowsan#suhara#tigress#sheena#zack#ivy#graham calloway#gray#crackle#x reader#x you#happy valentine's day#!!!#carmen sandeigo#carmen sandiego#carmen sandiego 2019#carmen sandiego netflix
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Sugar
Part 2~
F!READER X PROFESSOR OC
His Info: 📔✨
part 1 2
!!MINORS DNI!!
CW: F! READER/READER HAS A VAGINA, swearing, gendered speech toward reader (LOTS of good girl), massive praise kink, spanking, imbalanced power dynamic(teacher/student), age gap, vaginal intercourse, creampie, not proof read
!!MINORS DNI!!
AN: i’m so sorry this took so long, i went through it for a min… i hope it’s still good! 🫣✨ enjoy!
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“What the fuck?!”
“Yeah i know right?!” You said back into the phone.
“You said no tho, right?” Your best friend asked.
“…” You swallowed.
“Y/N! You said yes?! my creepo meter is seriously going off! just please say you’re sick or somethin’ on that day!” They exclaimed, practically begging.
“…”
“Y/N” they say in a motherly/fatherly tone. “You’ll tell them you can’t right?”
“O-oh! look at the time! the Griswolds downstairs made pot roast today! gotta go!”
“Y/N!!!!!—” You hang up…
“fuck…” If their alarm bells are also going off you know you should be worried… But…
You’re just not.
You fall back into your double bed, and let your phone fall out of your hand.
You can’t help it.
He turns you on…
Especially after yesterday…
You can still feel his hand ghosting over your collar bone.
A shudder passes through you again.
“Thum-Thump Thum-Thump” Your heart pounds in your head. You try to swallow but choke.
You take a second to quickly and quietly compose yourself before bringing your hand up to the intricately carved door…
The place is… immaculate. To sell it short.
Your professor must be absolutely loaded to have such an estate. You feel like you have the wrong address… But the gates opened right up when you walked toward them.
You knock once and a professional looking man answers the door.
“Master Reichsgraf!” He calls while ushering you in, taking any extra things you may be carrying to hang them in a wardrobe. “Your honored guest has arrived!”
Well… It’s the right place. You swallow hard again.
“Welcome, welcome!” he descends the large carved wooden twin staircase with an air of refinery you’ve never seen in him.
“i’m sorry my darling… there will be an… unexpected visitor tonight. She won’t be bothering us for long however.”
He leads you around the main parts of the estate for a grand tour, keeping it sufficiently entertaining, you manage to almost relax in his presence.
Grand doors, as large and as ornate as the entrance open before you, revealing a table long enough to fit at least 20 people!
“oh my-“ you’re cut off.
“i see you finally stopped dating women older than our mother, feefee.” She drew out the nickname at the end mockingly. “Though, she’s a lil rough around the edges… hmm” she hums dissatisfied.
You shrink under her tigress gaze.
Your professor leads you gently by the elbow to your seat near the head of the table.
She yoinks the fancy looking bottle of wine from in front of you, “Hmm,” she spends a second inspecting the label “You actually want to impress this girl I see. It’s a good vintage.”
“Shelly, your bottle is still in the rack” he motions toward the smaller door located toward the middle of the room.
She lazily plops the bottle back down in front of you. “Thanks Feefee,” she spins holding the doorframe and looking back still only acknowledging him, “Mother told me she’s coming back.” her mocking tone of earlier was replaced with a jarringly serious one.
“I know.” He looks over the table, and his unreadable eyes land on the wine.
She closes the door behind her.
“ah, darling,” he’s back to a cheerfully elegant disposition, “Sheila won’t be bothering us again tonight, she just wanted to greet us before moving to the guest wing. Now that that’s done, let me open the bottle!”
“Please, Y/N tell me more about yourself…”
You’ve been talking non-stop about everything and anything. He’s been nothing short of attentive…
in fact, he’s been almost too attentive.
While you speak he frequently sighs wistfully as if he is remembering event of your life with you.
“Why?” You speak barley above a whisper.
“What was that, darling?” he cocks his head.
“why me?” You let the question that’s been burning on your mind slip.
“why you indeed…” he sighs wistfully, “i wish i could give you an appropriate answer, darling.”
“then why should i believe in you? or in any of this?” you motion to your surroundings.
“darling, my infatuation may be simple at face value, but I assure you it is depthless. nothing i could tell you could possibly bring the right words forth to explain it properly.”
Your cheeks darken a shade… You didn’t expect him to feel so serious about you…
“Why don’t we play a game?” he stands.
“o-kay”
“Good girl~” he hummed. He pulls you away from the table and reaches around you to clear a space.
He takes your hand and helps you onto the table.
“Here,” He fills your wine glass to the brim, and hands it to you. he leans into your ear, “Don’t spill this,” he plants an open mouth kiss to your neck.
“Ah!” you jump and spill wine onto your chest.
“Tsk, already? I just said don’t spill it…” he didn’t sound disappointed, instead his voice sounds much hungrier, as he plants more and more kisses against your neck. Your professors hands now traveling up your body.
You feel him pull the sleeves of your dress down your arms, exposing your top half.
you’re squeezing the glass between your bosom, your eyes are shut tight and your breathing is haggard.
His tongue finds your perked up bud and he starts to lick light swirls around it. His fingers on your other one mirroring the movement between pinches.
The heat inside you is becoming unbearable, you lean back and spill more wine on yourself, it’s cold as it’s seeping into your panties.
“mmm” you moan, his free hand caresses up your leg all the way to your sex. His fingers tease you through the fabric barrier while his thumb supplies ample pressure to your clit.
“Looks like you need to be punished. You spilled so much wine,” He smiles, and takes the glass, then sets it down on the table beside you.
“p-punished?” You squeak.
First, he starts to remove his suit jacket, then his tie, finally onto his button up shirt.
“what kind of professor would i be if i didn’t teach you new things?” He licks his lips, “flip over.” He commands.
He steps back just barely enough to give you room to move.
Shoes gently click against the wood floor as you slip down off the table.
“Such a good girl…” He hums in approval, “But, even good girls make mistakes.” His hands lightly travel downward, tickling the backs of your legs. “We must always learn to correct them.”
Hands rake back up to your bottom, stopping before falling off of you, all to come back with a sharp *Slap!* You gasp.
Open palmed hands caress you as he pulls your skirt up, setting the bunched up fabric on your lower back.
He applies more consistent pressure, kneading circles into your soft flesh with his thumbs. You moan.
“What are we going to do?” he asks.
“About what?”
*Smack!*
“Not the answer I’m looking for, and I know you can do this. What do we do when we make mistakes?” He asks a slightly different question.
“I…Don’t know-I”
*Smack!*
“Incorrect again. It’s okay, that’s what i’m here for. To help you learn. Now, What do we do when we make mistakes?”
“We f-fix them?”
You flinch. but no slap comes.
“My good girl, i’m so proud of you. We fix them, correct, darling.” He gently massages the tender area of skin on your rump.
Making him pleased with you is making the heat really build back up between your thighs.
You really are such a good girl.
Your eyes sting… Has anyone been proud of you before?
“Oh my! my, my, my, good girl.” absolute awe drips from his voice, sticky and sweet like honey.
Your body is shaking with anticipation. “I-I am!” you say excitedly. If you had a tail it would be wagging.
“Yes! You are! Now that we’ve properly punished you and corrected your mistake, what do we do with this? hmm?” Fingers gently kiss your opening.
Your legs spread on their own, and you whimper.
“What would you like, darling?” he leans over you, his voice in your ear and his hard bulge prodding against you.
“would you p-put it in me?” You pause to swallow hard, “P-please”
“Since you did such a good job today, I think i will, Y/N.” He puts his hand on top of your head, and you feel compelled to rub against it.
You are unaware the effect this has on him, his heart pounds for you.
A gentle caress under your chin is all it takes him to lure your face to his.
Lips press to yours, and a tongue soon gently pokes and asks for entry.
Like lava you melt in a dizzying amount of pleasure.
You don’t even notice him lining up with you until he’s sliding forward and back between your folds.
“Ahh!”
With the kiss broken, your eyes roll back forward.
Such a hot thing down there teasing your entrance before sliding over your clit.
It’s burning you up.
A hand hooks under your leg from behind the knee and lifts it onto the table.
His long cock slides with more pressure now on the way back to your entrance.
You bite your lip, the knot in your core tightening.
Pressure and anticipation align with the plush head pushing open your hole until-
*POP*
He’s in.
You sigh out all your air, a shuddering moan escaping with it all.
“O-Oh,” as your breathing out, he pushes further in.
“You’re such a good girl, opening up for me,” He pats your head again.
Whimpers fall from your lips as he’s slowly stretching and cooing you.
“You’re doing so well, darling.”
He’s so proud of you, truly, he’s in awe. Your pussy squeezes him with every praise he caresses your mind with.
Soon he’s bottomed out, the way that your legs are grants him access to the deepest parts of you.
It’s hard to breathe, he’s so long, so warm you strain out a small moan.
Slowly, he pulls back out and you can breathe again.
Hips press back against your ass, and air escapes your lungs.
He’s pulling out and pushing back in, and the intense stretch soon makes way for pleasure, and as soon as your moans fall more freer, he knows.
Picking up some speed but still he manages to fuck you languidly, his dick feels like it goes on forever inside you. It’s so impossibly long.
and he really knows how to use it.
As he pushes in he pushes down, and as he pulls out he pushes up. Every millimeter of your insides rubbed by his burning dick.
You feel on fire, your leg is unsteady on the ground, and your toes are tingling.
A hand pats your head and you come out of your already dazed state, “hmmm?”
“You really are my perfect girl,” he coos.
You tighten, the sensation of holding him in place feels so good, a moan leaves you weakly.
He forces himself in deeper, and manages to pull out.
a puff of air near your ear makes you shudder, “such a perfectly good girl, squeezing me in so tightly,” he groans.
You bite your lip.
“Do you want my cum inside you that badly?”
You nod.
He manages to flip you over on the table without fully separating from you, now you sit on the edge, your legs bent and spread for him. You feel more exposed now and a little shy…
“perfect girl,” his fingers find your clit and start to rub vigorously, as he pushes as far in as he can.
You feel so hot.
You forget your worries and let go.
Your arms wobble and strain to hold you up.
Soon after your core is ready to pop,
whimpers and gasps fall from your pretty lips.
He starts thrusting again and you snap, falling back onto the table.
Wine spills into your hair now, but you don’t care.
He uses your spent body as a flesh light to finish and soon your next orgasm is building again.
You reach down to grab him for purchase, your body and the table bouncing.
Your moans turn to almost panicked screams, you’re so sensitive.
“P-please!”
He speeds up, his hips slapping you, and his fingers start spinning on you again.
Stars interrupt your eyes.
One last slam inside you and you feel hot ropes spill inside you.
Such fullness that you’ve only ever dreamed of sends you into euphoria.
You squeeze harder, milking him for all he’s worth.
Your body is so hot you cum with crashing force and pry his still vigorously moving hand off of you.
He’s smiling at you, and relents.
“can i pull out now?”
You’re out of breath, and your voice falls weakly, “okay…”
cum spills onto the table edge as he does, his softening dick feels like it takes forever to pull out of you fully. a moan escapes you again as he passes over those sensitive spots one last time, making your legs twitch and bounce.
Clinking and shuffling of fine chinas is heard, and the rumble of your professor climbing onto the table next to you surrounds you as you’re catching your breath.
After he’s joined you, he cups your face in his big hand and you turn to nuzzle into it, practically purring.
To him you might as well be.
His warmth finds the rest of your body and covers you easily.
Eventually he slides off softly, and carries your sleepy form wrapped in the table cloth for temporary warmth, to his chambers to retire until the morning.
“Precious girl” his whisper enters your sleep addled brain gently, you smile feeling perfectly warm and content.
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Luka tended to check out sometimes. He'd be fully immersed in a conversation one second, and the next he's staring off into space, catatonic, unresponsive to even the loudest screams.
In his teen years, his mother thought he was on drugs and had him taking a drug test randomly every couple weeks.
And he might as well have been on some type of drug. Maybe it was a hallucinatory one that plagued his sight with visions of Chat Noir getting impaled by his own staff. Or Vesperia getting her miraculous ripped from her hair. Or that time Ryuuko jumped a little too late and was flung into a wall of brick.
By now, he knew the identities of every miraculous holder in Paris, plus some other uncomfortable details. Like the fact that Gabriel Agreste was Monarch, or that Alya once willingly caused an Akuma in her teen years, or that Felix's dad was an abusive dick (don't even ask how that one was found out in the span of five minutes).
Luka had witnessed a thousand different possibilities. Each one haunted his dreams, twisting the once sweet melodies echoed from his life to his dreams into dangerous and violent tunes. Screeching of chords that would have normal people covering their ears and begging for it to be turned off. But no, not Luka. He'd grown so used to the clanging of cymbals that he sat and listened to the sound, trying to make a sense of a beat. A melody. A pattern, so he could better understand.
But he never found one.
That did not stop him from pursuing one fervently each time the screeching chords revisited him.
As Viperion, Luka had seen horrible things. Witnessed things that only he would remember.
Rena Rouge wouldn't remember the scream she let out that rubbed her vocals raw when Carapace had fallen from the Eiffel Tower with no shield available. Rooster Gold wouldn't remember the feeling of having his arm torn apart by the claws of a panther. Pegasus wouldn't remember the feeling of having his hair ripped from his head. And oh so thankfully, Purple Tigress would never remember the way she choked on her own blood when she was stabbed by a violent villain.
It was terrifying, Luka supposed, to be the one who remembered. To be the one who'd carry those screams, those sounds, those sights, to an early grave.
It was utterly terrifying.
"-erion! Viperion!"
Someone was shaking him, Luka realized. When he focused his eyes and looked up at the person who had their hands on his shoulders, he came face-to-face with Ladybug. Behind her, the other heroes of Paris stood, each with equally worried looks on their faces.
"What happened?" He asks, though he fears he already knows the answer.
"We were hanging out, but when Pigella tried getting your attention, you weren't responding." Carapace responds.
"You weren't reacting to anything." Chat Noir was crouched in front of him, worried greatly. He was one of the few present who knew Viperion's identity.
"Sorry." He supplies dumbly.
When he gets no further verbal response, just worried glances, he decides to give them more context.
"When I have to use my second chance during an attack, I usually check out for a good hour. It's best for me to go to my flat and relax, but you guys were really insistent that we all hang out." Luka immediately regrets his words when he notices the guilty looks of the heroes. He hadn't meant to inadvertently blame them. "It's fine, really!" He tries backtracking. "I only had to use it a total of 17… no, that's not right." He shakes his head quickly. "16… no 15 times. That's a bigger amount than last time I had to use it. This guy was hard. In one of the scenarios, Argos got stabbed." And oh, Luka realized as he rambled on about what he had witnessed, he was slipping again.
"Ladybug got her earrings ripped out one time and this other time, Carapace used his shell to protect Rena but didn't account for himself and got crushed by a giant rock. I spent an entire loop laughing uncontrollably after Chat was thrown off a building and hit the ground. And oh, that was such a fun thing to hear. Can someone take me home?" He tries to use some of his still intact brain cells to interrupt his rambling. "I really need to go home or I'll keep rambling and you guys really don't need nor want to hear this stuff. I need to go home!"
"I've got you." Argos steps forward and helps Viperion up. "Your loft is on my way to my place anyways."
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As Felix, detransformed and wearing some silky pajamas, tucked him comfortably into the weighted blanket and sat by his bedside, Luka recalls a conversation he'd had with Sass after a particularly bad loop.
When Luka screamed that he felt he was going insane, Sass looked him dead in the eye and said, "Insanity is a given for the people who wield my power. I chose you because you can deal with it. Do not make me believe I chose wrong, Luka."
Luka had no choice, really, to lay down and take what the universe threw at him.
He'll wake in an hour or two, screaming for someone— who? He doesn't know— to run, to jump out of the way, to get out of the fight.
He'll spend tomorrow walking around his flat in a haze. He won't remember how he spends his day, but he will remember the bone dead tiredness seeping into his veins and locking him to his bed, like vines made from the strongest of metals.
He'll live.
He has to.
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Hey love your stuff could you do mantis tigress viper po shen and tai lung x a camel spider reader that can manipulate wind.
Mantis,tigress,viper,po, shen and tai lung x camel spider reader who can manipulate wind
I'm glad u like my stuff!
Also here a reference image for those of you who didnt know what a camel spider is,bc I'm going to be honest I never what it was until now and I both love and hate it
Proof read-ish
My tumblr isnt lagging to much for once ☺️
Also ty for requesting some kfp villains 👹
^camel spider
Mantis
Now I'm not sure how big camel spiders are but I assume they're possibly a bit bigger than a mantis so
Mantis is happy that someone is around his height
He finds you very menacing though,hes not going to lie about that
Hes actually surprised when you tell him your fangs arnt poisonous,they do still hurt but arnt venomous
This makes him feel abit better but hes still abit weary
You make for a good opponent,considering your size and everything it makes a fair fight for mantis
Your both really small,fast and talented so you make for a powerful duo.
You scare of quite abit of people,If you dislike this mantis will do his best to comfort you
The fact that you can manipulate and control wind is so fucking cool
If people thought you were a hard opponent to beat before,well they'd be in for a surprise
One time you managed to trip monkey with your wind manipulation,mantis found this hilarious,after making sure monkey was okay of course
Your a dangerous and menacing enemy and mantis is all for it
He likes cuddling you alot
He wonders if you can spin silk
Tigress
She has alot of respect for you
Despite being small you make a worthy opponent
Your also one of the only ones who's able to beat her
Shes impressed with how much raw strength you have despite being so small
Your wind manipulation plays into how easily your able to best her
She likes to train with you and push your limits
She wants to improve the both of you,pushing the limits of your powers and pushing herself beyond her own limits
If shes ever a little to hot she can feel a small breeze come her way
She likes picking you up and placing you on her shoulder
She'll never let mantis on her shoulder but she will absolutely let you
Should anyone ever threaten to step on you they're going to be stopped immediately
Tigress wont let disrespect like that slip past her
Shes also surprised your fangs dont hold any poison
She likes to softly pet your fuzz
Viper
She loves your fuzz so much
She likes to slither around with you on her head
The fact that you can manipulate wind is so fascinating to her,your so small and yet you can controll such strong air currents
Shes weary of your fangs at first till you disclose that they arnt venomous
She dosnt find the fact that your a spider scary she loves it
She likes to spar with you every so often
You help her put the flowers she has on her head
She wonders what the world looks like from your pov
Shes incredibly sweet with you and softly pets you with her tail
She finds it adorable when you put your front legs up when you try to be menacing
She honestly finds you more cute then menacing(probally because shes a snake)
She likes to put little things on your head like acorn tops and small flowers so you can match her
If you let her dress you up she'll happily hold you up like a kid who just dressed up a cat
Po
Hes thinks your cool but finds you abit scary
Keep his distance from your fangs
He had a hard enough time beating mantis and you have wind powers?!
He dosnt spar with you to often(probally bc he knows his ass is gonna get kicked)
He likes picking you up and putting you on his shoulders or head
When you use your wind it can actually be pretty peaceful aslong as hes not getting flung around by it
He likes to softly brush you fuzz with a finger
Will try to handshake with each leg of yours
When sparing he trys to be as careful as possible
He trys to see things from pov
He trys to learn wind manipulation as well,let him have his fun
He likes to play with his action figures as you watch
He likes to ramble about the things he likes and just talk in general
He tries to make a tiny house or dummy for you,they either end up to big or to small but it's the thought that counts
He likes to learn about what you can and cant do as a spider
Shen
Hes surprised how a little thing like you is so strong
He loves to spar with you and push your abilitys
He dosnt learn for a long time that your fangs arnt poisonous
Hes surprisingly careful with you,dont mention it though
He will sit you on his shoulder and will almost forget that your there
If anyone stares at him or you when you are he'll glare at them harshly
He makes sure your as respected as him
He sees you as his equal no matter your size
Hes fascinated by your wind powers and will constantly ask about it and try find out how far you can go with them
If you ever need help getting up somewhere he'll hold out his hand so he can help you get up
He's affection deprived so he dosnt know how to ask for it,he'll give subtly hints though
If hes annoyed with someone in the room theyll suddenly be escorted out by a sudden strong wind,how strange
Tai lung
He has a tone of respect for you
He sees you as one of his worthy opponents
He loves sparing with you way to often
He finds you wind manipulation interesting and sometimes hes a tad bit envious of it
Needs reassurance sometimes of how great his is
He also likes to pet your fuzz
He asks you to watch or join him train
He likes to make accomplishments with you
Hes fascinated by the fact your fangs arnt venous and even thinks that you had your venom switched out for your powers 💀
He likes to put big things on your head just to watch you pull it off with an annoyed expression
When you hold your arms in the air he finds it funny and actually has a hard time believing it's a defense mechanism
Holds you close to him as a makeshift hug
He will try not to hit you with his tail
It can be hard though since your so tiny
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Benzaiten x mermaid!reader x Bishamonten headcanons?❤️🫶
Oh my, this will be fun to write ahahahah
Benzaiten x mermaid!reader x Bishamonten
How it starts...
They hear you singing in the clear evening. A sweet melody, a singular voice leading the calmness on the sea and the dance of the waves, under the violet sky. A vision of heaven. A dream.
Benzaiten is the first to fall in love with you, as soon as she hears the song. There is also a bit of envy, because she thought she was the best at playing music and singing, so the second after she starts playing the biwa, matching your voice with the sweetest tunes
Bishamonten stays unbothered as always, but he listens to the song feeling the turmoil in his body and mind
Too many sensations rolling in their heart!
Then, Benzaiten goes to hunt, following your voice to catch you. And then here you are, a mermaid! A mermaid combing her hair, her tail playing with the waves like a kid. What a surprise!
"Great voice, sweetheart! Do you mind if the Lucky Goddess of Arts and Knowledge keeps you company?"
No way this tigress is going to avoid some innocent flirting...
And some sweet caresses on your tail
Bishamonten reaches you two as well. He glares at Benzaiten with a look of disapprovation, then stares at you with his arms crossed, judging every singular part of you, from the head to the end of the tail. And he can't help blushing a bit, at the sight of your naked chest... your eyes glimmering in the evening... your lips wet and inviting...
Congratulations creature, you killed two Lucky Gods. Pew pew.
... And how it goes.
No one is surprised if I say Benzaiten is always, always near to you, pampering you with hugs and kisses, teasing you by poking your cheeks and sides with her nails, flirting without mercy
And to be fair you are the same, always trying to make her fall into the sea by pushing her with your tail, so you can have an excuse to come and save her... to grab her waist and hips, and those legs you don't have...
Oh, Benzaiten has the most energic and beautiful legs you have ever seen! They are so thrilling when they move in a dance, and the desire of biting and squeezing her thighs and calves is strong, very hard to keep a bay
Sometimes you even fail, so it starts a playful fight between you two and your laughters can be heard everywhere
Swimming competitions go wild
But the real fun starts when Bishamonten is involved
He is basically your plaything. Yes, even if he is huge, and strong and... oh, his chest... well... *blushes*
And it is especially for this size difference you have a lot of fun teasing him by trying to get him into the water, and you lick your lips at the thought of what you can do to him
He is basically stoic and stays still all the time, even when he enters into the water and you can play with him for hours
He doesn't move if you stroke his hair, if you squeeze his arms or make your way in between his arms, cuddling against him like a cat. He doesn't move when your tail wraps him and teases his waist... it is the way to show he is interested in you, because he doesn't mind being treated like a giant plushie here in the sea, where anybody can see you
But if you go too far, he grabs your tail or arms and lifts until his height, before scolding you
The most interesting thing is he can't even stare at you without blushing. Even a little. You are too adorable in his eyes, he can't stay angry with you even when you act like a brat
And the sensation of the waves on him is so appealing... if you listen to him closely, you can hear him sigh...
So, a massage of your fresh hands, especially if you are also humming, is very appreciated
If he is in good mood, he swims with you for hours
After it, it is your turn to be cuddled on the beach, couched on his chest, your tail moving a little for the excitement while his big hands gently caress your back and shoulder and his eyes never leave your face
Sometimes Benzaiten joins you, so you have four hands for the cuddles!
It always ends in you and her singing like angels, with Bishamonten listening to you and relaxing under your voice
In the love making, they both start it by kissing your tail from top to bottom
Sometimes they decide to take you together, sometimes they argue on who goes first and you have to do a counting out rhyme with your tail
They both find you precious, you are their treasure.
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Some people wishing that Po would get mad or have a rage moment in the 4th film. But then they accept the fact that he's too kind to ever get mad. Not true.
1st film, Po knew all along that Shifu was trying to get rid of him. He got fed up with his mistreatment and eventually got mad at Shifu for it. Yelling at him about how he is gonna turn him into the dragon warrior. The next day, Shifu finds him stress eating.
3rd film, Po got mad at his biological father for lying to him and making Po leave his friends behind. He left to release his anger on a Kai dummy. He only came back to his senses when Tigress showed up and put his mind straight.
2nd movie is when we see him really angry. After Shen shot Tigress, Po wasn't letting that slide. Seeing her struggling in the water, trying to comfort her, the glare he gave Shen, it was an intense moment. And it's wasn't just because Tigress was hurt. It was also because Shen took away his family and village. So Po fights back even harder with inner peace.
Po does get mad. He does have rage. It's just that he seems to have a healthy way of releasing it. He doesn't let his anger out on any of his friends and leaves to cool off. Or he manages to challenge that anger to protect loved ones like in the 2nd film. He has control over it. And I like that. A lot of times, especially in male characters, they always let their anger get the best of them, and they make some kind of mistake or say something they regret. Not in this franchise. Ping raised his son very well. He should be proud.
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Anais Odeja OC Headcanon
Age: 7
Anais Odeja is the youngest child of Ronan and Alyssa Odeja, and the youngest sister of Michael and Noelle.
Very creative and imaginative. Constantly plays "make-believe" with her toys and treats them as if they were alive.
She is a happy-go-lucky girl for the most part despite witnessing her parents' daily arguments.
Due to her parents always fighting, Anais escapes to her "make-believe" world "Dreamnica", a room under the stairs she filled with her toys and noise-canceling headphones, where she can imagine anything to happen and tune out her parents' yelling.
She has lots of real and imaginary friends.
Her imaginary friends take the form of her toys and she talks to them in her room, the backyard, or whenever she is visiting "Dreamnica".
Gets offended easily whenever someone says that her imaginary friends aren't "real" and that they are "just toys". This upsets her since her "friends" are her support system as well as a means of coping with her toxic home environment.
She is currently the "favorite child" of Alyssa Odeja because her father hasn't "corrupted her" as she would word it.
Her father had an affair with her best friend's father on the night of her 7th birthday while she, her mother, Noelle, and her friends were at the amusement park (Ronan stayed home because flashing lights and loud noises triggered panic attacks for him).
Doesn't understand why her parents are always fighting. She longs for the days back when their family was actually happy. Unfortunately, she doesn't realize yet that her family never was happy to begin with.
Anais and her friends cosplay as the Miraculous Team and play superheroes in Anais's backyard because they think that team of superheroes is the coolest. Her favorite superheroes from the team are Rena Rouge, Ladybug, Caprikid, Purple Tigress, and Carapace.
Likes Noelle's friend, Lila Rossi. She believes the girl's false tales of grandeur and adventure.
Loves Disney movies with a passion! She has all the songs memorized from every Disney movie she has seen and will sing them to her heart's content.
She LOVES XY (for some reason) and will listen to his music every chance she gets, much to her siblings' chagrin.
(Anais is bopping her head to one of XY's songs while riding in Michael's car, both he and Noelle cringing from the sound of that terrible music.)
Noelle: (thinking to herself) Where did we go wrong?
Michael: (trying very hard not to slam his head against the steering wheel) Support your sister....support...your...precious...baby...sister...WHY XY?!?! WHHHHHYYYYYYYY?!?!
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