#Surrender EP

[lady-deadlight]

Amira Elfeky - Forever Overdose (Official Music Video)

Save me You're the one that hurts the most My forever overdose Break me I have done enough for you Drowning in euphoria Over and over, you won't let me go

[deathandnonexistentialdread]

in this whole exchange Atem is the only one who is not shocked at Yuugi's confidence.

[infinityinakiss]

i just think it's so funny when vi and jinx are in the middle of a slap fight and isha attacks vi like vi's actually gonna kill her. honey, it's okay, sisters have to beat the shit out of each other on a regular basis. it's healthy.

[sowhumpful]

[an-honest-puck]

just watched 'Deep Bleu Sea' and I can't get over how Liam starts the ep absolutely earning the title of 'Gloomstalker' and thus being called the Batman of the ep, only for Cumulous to appear and immediately have the most Batman-sounding line of "The Hungry One must feed" before he absolutely whomps every marauder in the boat he's on

[yoondepity]

li lun turning up to the function with a full beat and a sparkly fit? icon

[seance]

struggling to know how to feel about the crew at the end of episode 7 ngl

[slrmagazine]

BONO ‘Stories Of Surrender’ LIVE EP - OUT NOW! #u2 #bono @U2

[strykingback]

No Longer Hiding.....

Warning: The Following Drabble will contain mentions of spoilers from RWBY Volume's 8 and 9.

Further Note- This is Canon Divergent

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Location: Actus, Brumel. Time: 10:00 AM, One Week After The Fall Of Atlas ___________________________________________

The feeling of deep melancholy was like a veil over the Kingdom of Brumel. While the people who lived there bared hatred for their Atlesian counterparts however, that hatred then turned to solemn sympathy after Atlas was captured by the Artorians, who were underneath the Scions of Salem, but was freed by the efforts of three hunter teams, Teams BLCK, SPNL, and RWBY thanks to a gambit they had devised to force the Scions of Salem into fighting them on two fronts. But while SPNL had escaped the Fall of Atlas by the hands of an empowered Imperius into Brumel.....

Both Teams BLCK and RWBY were unlucky..... But what also sent the kingdom into a depression was the loss of King Rodrigues' own son.... Kazura Verde... he was no longer apart of this world.. and now he had nothing left. Within his office he just stared blankly at a photo of his son and himself as he closed his eyes thinking about a time with his son.

The sounds of his son when he was just a child laughing running down the halls while he would chase him, lifting him onto his back , and watching the sun rise together outside of the city. Which the sound of his doors opening caught the depressed kings attention.

"Bad time, my lord?" Eros asked, walking in as he took his helmet off as he stopped at a reasonable distance away from Rodrigues' desk.

"Nay, Commander Eros. I need a report about everything thats been happening around Remnant ever since... Ironwoods sacrifice and my son's death..." Rodrigues asked, which Eros would give a slight look of concern.

"Aye Milord. General Ironwoods, Team RWBY's, and BLCK's deaths was not in vain as their sacrifice led to a remainder of the Atlesian Military, Atlesian Civilians, and Mantleans to escape to Brumel. Which the remnants of the military were kind enough to point us to any Remaining Atlesian Bases containing technology and weaponry that we can use for our troops and such." Eros answered awaiting a response.

"I see... I will ask the Science Division to begin work right away. Continue your report." Rodrigues said with a tremble in his voice. This alone made Eros tighten his fist a bit, not because of his king showing weakness.. No. It's the rage he felt from the Scions of Salem taking so much from them... the light of joy and happiness from them all....

The Atlesians and Mantleans have no home, Brumel has lost their Prince, The heroes of the Atlesian Recapture Offensive are dead. and hope was dwindling fast.

"Furthermore, Qrow has informed that the Scions of Salem are planning an attack on Vale... which General Lancelot is preparing for with his forces.. but I fear it may not be enough. And so far a chunk of the Atlesian and Mantlean refugees are in the hands of Hideyoshi Phalanx's Desertwalkers.... but Vacuo itself may be in great danger if the Scions of Salem succeed in taking Vale down." Eros explained...

"Thank you... Commander for this insightful report... if you may I may need some time to digest this...." Rodrigues said with a stern tone in his voice. Which Eros noticed his fist was trembling.. with rage... as Eros knew what this meant.

"Understood sir... my apologies." Eros said, leaving the office. Which with Rodrigues he would rise up quickly and release a roar of anger and slam both his fists down onto the desk. The world around him was falling apart... and there was nothing he could do about it...

He was bound to sorrow and anguish, with hit tears racing down his cheeks and onto the photo of his bereaved wife and now his son. Which he only could sob softly as he did not know what to do... until it was just one moment.. that reminded him of what his son told to him when he planned to go to Mantle.

"I shall not sit idly by while our attackers may be planning their next move, Father! To sit on the sidelines and pretend everything is fine... is indolence and inaction. What King Would Do Such A Thing?!"

The voice of Kazura would ring through Rodrigues' mind as he stopped for a minute and realized his son was right. His inaction to send more forces to help with the aftermath of the battle of Beacon was his fault, his inaction to assist with the battle to reclaim Atlas by sending more forces to help was his fault. Now once again he planned to sit idly by while the time was ripe...

Which a look of determination and rage flowed through his veins now. Kazura would want him to get back up and FIGHT. Fight with everything they have and now was the perfect time for this becauase the last time they fought with everything they had was against Atlas. This time it is against the Scions of Salem.

Which in that moment he would immediately activate his calling system and immediately calling for Merlinda. "My lord? " She said. "Merlinda.... upgrade everything all to its Maximum Potential..." Rodrigues said with a serious tone.

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Four Weeks Later.... Location: Vale, Near Beacon Academy. __________________________________________________ Just as Qrow predicted, the offensive had arrived and this time it was headed by the Seat of Power, Cinder as Salem wanted to utilize this to bring pressure onto Ozpin and his Guardians of Light and make this a chance, that her victory was well assured even with the loss of her immortality. This was just a clear reminder that she still had those who will fight and die for her without question.

However, the stalwart Atelier Paladins of the Valean unit had to hold the line as long as it took. Which many of them would fight against the Grimm, members of the Scions of Salem, and hunters who defected to their side. "Hold the line!!! We must not let the enemy through, no matter the cost... and no matter what!!!" Lancelot shouted from his armor holding both his swords, as he noticed someone walking up... as both the Grimm and Humans alike both stepped out of the way...with a lilting chuckle coming from the tunnel.

"What a shame... I expected a bit more resistance. But it seems that your own kingdom of Brumel has abandoned you as well...." Cinder said approaching Lancelot which the knight prepared himself.

"No... we have not been abandoned! Not yet!!!!" He said charging at her while his soldiers cheered him on only for it to abruptly stopped when Cinder, closed the distance faster than him and smirked.

"Apocalypse of Fall: BURNING SLASHES!"

Cinder said using her Grimmified arm to send out a wave of invisible and burning slashes that made Lancelots armor seem like childs play to Cinder as he knelt to one knee... blood dripping from the damaged patches of armor, breathing heavily from the amount of damage he had to take... and that was JUST FROM ONE HIT.

"Any last words before I burn you to a crisp....?" Cinder asked putting a fireball at the valean General.

"Aye... I hope I dont get to see your ugly face in hell!" He said flipping her off, while she would just smirk, until a blast of energy struck her making her slide backwards from the Atelier general...

"What is this-?!?!"

OST: Atelier Offensive.

What Cinder would witness was the newest Atelier Soldiers looking at her and her forces, Ranging from soldiers with heavy weaponry, medium weaponry, and light weaponry as well.

And without a second thought they would rush into battle immediately forcing the Scions of Salem to fight against the new Atelier fore while Cinder had to run away from the soldiers in the light armor. To get a clear view of who was leading them and lo and behold... it had to be none other than the King of Brumel in his armor which she rushed down at him beginning to attack him striking him in the face but he did not budge as she came around again to try once more.

Only to be caught and brought up to his face. Which she then saw.. thsi wasnt the same armor that she was informed of by Watts! This was DIFFERENT!!!!

"Murderer....." Rodrigues said moving his armors hand to begin crushing her as she started to scream in agony. With her body being slowly crushed as she needed to escape now!!! While she glanced over and to her horror watching these new Atelier soldiers wipe the FLOOR with her forces and even the Hunters she had recruited were all falling to these new Atelier Paladins.

Which she had to quickly do something, Cinder would release a stream of flame from her mouth forcing him to let go of her. Which she would activate her Grimmified side to fly backwards as she stumbled a bit.

"You have only.. delayed your defeat.... you fool....." She said beginning to retreat from the battlefield as the soldiers on Lancelots side watched in awe as Rodrigues was handed the flag of Brumel.

"No more Hiding! Brumel will now stand in front of Remnant as we shall fight with all of our anger inside of us." He said planting the flag on a pile of rubble.

"All Scions of Salem SHALL BE EXECUTED....."

[lady-deadlight]

Amira Elfeky ❤️‍🔥

📸 by YULIA SHUR

[thejoyofviolentmovement]

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[bataddictedloony]

So rewatching Legend Of Korra after rewatching ATLA for the bejillionth time and uuuh.

episode 11, season 4 “Kuvira’s Gambit”, you guys. Around the 19 minute mark, Bataar Jr says some very interesting things. Stuff that Israel supporters have been saying a lot.

just, yanno, give it a watch in case you wanted a reminder of which side of history you might be on.

[rafecameronssl4t]

Gold, Coffee, and Mabel || Rafe Cameron x fem!reader

Summary: based on s3 ep 7 with that scene above except it includes reader and Mabel 🥰🥰

Warnings: swearing, other than that fluff!!!

Word count: 1,036

A/n: yeah I procrastinated and wrote this in like 5 mins

MASTERLIST (dad!rafe au masterlist)

divider by @h-aewo

"And you're sure this guy’s good?" Barry asks, his voice tinged with doubt as he glances sideways at Rafe, who walks beside him, hands casually stuffed in his pockets. They round the corner, and Rafe hums in response, clearly unconcerned.

"I mean, we’ve got a lot of people to see today," Rafe adds, a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. He doesn’t even look at Barry, his gaze sweeping over the street with anticipation. It’s clear to Barry that Rafe is in his element, the prospect of a profitable day of gold-selling putting a spring in his step.

Rafe was confident, and that confidence was infectious. Today was going to be a good day. Hell, it was going to be a great day. He could feel it in his bones. Barry opens his mouth to ask about the next move, but the words die on his lips as Rafe suddenly comes to a halt.

Barry nearly collides with him, caught off guard by the abrupt stop. "What the fuck?" Barry blurts out, confusion etched on his face. Rafe doesn’t answer, his focus now entirely on a woman sitting at an outdoor table at a nearby café.

Without a word, he strides over to her, placing a hand on her shoulder and leaning down to kiss her, leaving Barry standing there like an idiot. It’s only when he sees the way Rafe's lips curve into a familiar smile that Barry realises who the woman is. It’s you.

“What are you doing here?” Rafe asks, his voice softening, a warm smile spreading across his face as he takes in the sight of you and Mabel. The hard edge that usually defines Rafe’s tone melts away, replaced by something warmer, gentler. You glance up at him, a bright smile lighting up your features.

"Having brunch with Mom," you reply adjusting Mabel so that Rafe can scoop her up into his arms. He does so effortlessly, his movements tender as he cradles his daughter against his chest.

Barry, still trying to piece together what's happening, blurts out, “Shit, almost didn't recognise ya-” , but Rafe cuts him off with a sharp look. "Language, Barry," Rafe says, his voice low and warning, a stark contrast to the affectionate tone he just used with you.

Barry throws his hands up in mock surrender. "My bad, my bad," he mutters, glancing at you with an apologetic smile. You chuckle at his usual antics. "Maybe because of my hair," you say, running a hand through your freshly coloured locks, your eyes bright as you wait for Barry's reaction.

"Looks good," Barry says, genuine in his compliment. You thank him with a nod, your eyes crinkling in the corners. As Rafe settles into a chair, Mabel perched contentedly on his lap, Barry shifts his weight, reminding himself of the job they’re supposed to be doing.

“Country club, don’t we need to get goin'?” he prods, noticing how comfortable Rafe seems, his focus entirely on entertaining Mabel, who giggles at his playful antics. You smile at the sight, feeling a warmth in your chest before you turn to Barry. “Busy day ahead?” you ask, a knowing glint in your eye.

Barry shoots a glance at Rafe, who seems completely absorbed in his role as a father, oblivious to the conversation and Barry’s questioning gaze. “Uh, yeah. Apparently so,” Barry replies with a chuckle, still not entirely sure how this unexpected stop fits into their tight schedule.

“I’m just going to order some coffee for my mom, I'll be two seconds,” you say, standing up from the table. "I’ll come with you. Might as well grab a coffee while we’re here," Rafe says, rising to his feet. He looks down at Mabel, then back at Barry with a grin. “Mind holdin' her for a minute?”

Before Barry can protest, Rafe is already handing Mabel over to him. Barry’s eyes widen in panic as Mabel, with her big blue eyes, stares up at him with a curious expression. He stands there stiff as a board, awkwardly patting her back and trying to figure out how to hold a baby without looking like a complete idiot.

As Rafe and you disappear into the café, Barry glances nervously at the door, silently begging one of you to come back quickly. At first, Mabel seems fine, but then her bottom lip starts to tremble. Before Barry can react, she lets out a wail, her cries escalating quickly. “Fuck—shit! No, no, no, please don’t cry,” Barry mutters under his breath, his heart racing as he tries to bounce her gently, but her cries only grow louder.

Just as Mabel’s wails reach a peak, you emerge from the café with Rafe right behind you. Relief floods Barry’s face, but it’s quickly replaced by anxiety as you approach, your eyebrows raised in a mix of concern and amusement.

“Did you make my daughter cry?” you ask, taking Mabel in your arms, though there’s a teasing lilt to your voice that Barry is too flustered to pick up on. Barry looks like a deer caught in headlights, especially under Rafe’s intense gaze. “What? No! I swear, I didn’t do anything—” Barry stammers, his face flushed, but you laugh, placing a comforting hand on his arm.

“I’m just messing with you. She’s probably just hungry,” you say, glancing at your watch before pulling out Mabel’s bottle. Barry lets out a nervous chuckle, scratching the back of his neck as the tension slowly eases from his shoulders.

Rafe watches the interaction with a smirk, clearly amused by Barry’s discomfort. “Well, we should get going,” Rafe finally says, leaning in to give you a kiss before gently pressing his lips to Mabel’s forehead. She’s already drinking her bottle, her little hands reaching up to grab at Rafe’s chin, making you chuckle softly at the adorable sight.

"I’ll see you at home later," Rafe says warmly, his eyes locking with yours as he leans in for one last kiss. He gives Mabel a gentle smile before glancing back at you, a lingering look full of affection. With a final nod, he turns to Barry, the smile still playing on his lips, as they head off to make a shit ton of money.

[namelessgakusei]

Devil May Cry x Reader

EP. 0 Down the Rabbit Hole

Warnings: it's dmc, based on the new Netflix series, reader insert fic, not proofread

Notes: I have like six drafts for Mark and major exams in a few days but I really, really need to get this out my system. Will fix this tomorrow or after exams. Add. note: Gaku of two days later here, hehehe I feel like a 13 year old that writes in wattpad again.

It happened during the night in Vatican City.

Birds cawed faintly outside, as the lull of the night comes to its peak. Statues of saints and historical figures lined up inside the building, serene and undisturbed by outside forces— all while ropes came down from a height and comes down a group of armed men.

The halls are silent, save for the occasional marching of Pontifical Swiss Guards on watch, spears in hand as they round the area. They fail to notice the intruders slipping past as their cameras get hacked and bombs get placed.

A single explosion started it all, as the way to the underground vaults was compromised. Guards take on their weapons, spears, which proved powerless against the men's bullets, ending with them all dead.

Display cases were broken and artifacts that looked like they have monetary value were seized as the thieves raided the vault. A single, ominous sword was left untouched due to its rusty and worn down state, in favor of the gold and rubies adorning the items around it.

"Well, this is awkward."

Immediately, the men went up with their arms pointed at the source of the voice, and out comes a man with a rabbit head, dressed formally and sauntering with poise. "I didn't realized the heist had such a specific dress code."

"And here I came in my Easter best."

The rabbit man grinned, his brooch, a single blue shard, glowed amidst the darkness.

Despite their initial confusion, the terrorists took aim at the creature before them. But their target easily lifted their hands in surrender, assuring that there's no need for violence while also sarcastically describing their nationality.

"Americans. Anything that doesn't fit your narrow understanding, you shoot, you bomb, or burn without hesitation."

The bunny man chuckled wryly, passing through the group with ease and heading towards the lone, intact glass case at the end of the room. "And look where it's gotten you."

"Four so-called soldiers of fortune stealing common stones for a mere 2.5 million," Instantly, the newcomer was surrounded, but the rabbit man paid no mind, opting to focus on the objective in front of him. The poor attempt of stanchions to prevent people from approaching the sword was easily slapped away. "—when there's something right in front of you that is beyond earthly value."

"How did you—?!"

"I was the one who offered it." The rabbit man cuts them off, pushing too hard on the glass to break it open. With a split of a moment, the sword was drawn and the corrosion that once covered its blade broke off, revealing its true form. Glowing ominously purple, the weapon thrummed with energy on the hands of its wielder.

"The Force Edge." Of course, the alarms went off the moment it was out of its fragile prison. "Sword of the demon knight, Sparda." Guards are heard from outside the vault, marching towards the source of alarm. "Ironic, isn't it?" The rabbit man smirked, sending fear coursing through the thieves. "That such a holy place would house the most powerful weapon of Hell?"

"Then again, Hell, as you call it, has always been the true heart of human religion." The rabbit man sneered at his co-conspirators. "You can curb the worst of your savageries only through collective fear and hatred of another world."

"My world."

At last, those men who surround him finally had enough, threatening him to give them their reward or the inevitable will happen. The rabbit man assured them that they'll receive what they are owed as he slices off the guy's neck with the sword. A glint appears in his eyes as the head rolls off. With a broad grin, the rabbit man parried the barrage of bullets shot at him, with it ricocheting off the walls and breaking the glass cases around them, realizing that they're being hit by their own bullets, they stopped, only to give the rabbit man a small opening to strike. With the strength that exceeds human capabilities, one of the men was thrown to a pillar by an elbow jab, breaking his insides as he bled to death. It was all for themselves as chaos ensued. Those who remain alive shot recklessly at nothing before they were either sliced or bludgeoned to death. The rabbit man giggled as he delivered the final blow, digging the sword down someone's throat as the Swiss Guards surround him, blanching at the grotesque sight.

"Here we stand together on the threshold of a new age," The bloodied white rabbit held out a detonator, grinning at the fearful guards. "The age of the Demon."

"This world is about to become much, much larger."

"Well, not for you." The rabbit man pressed the button, activating the bombs planted around the building, burying the humans alive as pillars fell onto them. Fire engulfed everything on sight, with the lone white rabbit standing at the center of it all, grinning maniacally.

EP. 1 INFERNO: A violent heist at a Vatican City museum sparks chaos, pulling unsuspecting demon hunters Dante and (Y/N) into a sinister plot to forge a rift between worlds.

EP. 1.1 IGNITION: After a botched demon hunting, you and Dante hoped for some reprieve in Fredy's diner, only to come face to face with Dante's long dead twin brother. EP. 1.2 COMBUSTION: His "brother" turned out to be a shapeshifting demon, who was targeting his mother's memento for some reason. Extra EP. 1.3 CONFLAGRATION: Unbeknownst to you and Dante, there are people plotting to bring the two of you down.

EP. 2 OUR LADY OF SORROWS: In Washington, DARKCOM gathers a group of mercenaries and offers a bounty to bring in Dante—and the family heirloom that hangs around his neck.

EP. 2.1 Lead us not into temptation: Mercenaries are hired, and a bounty was put over your heads. Enzo still insists on being your Dad despite it being untrue.

EP. 2.2 And deliver us from evil: The fight for Dante's pendant finally starts.

EP. 2.3 Amen.: The black haired lady got ahold of his amulet.

EP. 3 THE DEEP AND SAVAGE WAY: A flashback sheds light on your past. In the present, a convoy with previous cargo hits a roadblock as the White Rabbit creeps closer to his prey.

EP 3.1 This is how you shoot: Your capture made you dream about a past long gone.

EP 3.2: Take Aim: The lady reveals a bit of your past and the Vice President reveals Dante's. You get ambushed by the White Rabbit.

EP 3.2 And pull the trigger: You made some far-fetched conclusions over not-so-circumstantial evidences. Dante's amulet got merged with the White Rabbit's. You get caught, again.

EXTRA EP ANDERS: A man who's just trying to live a good life, ends up getting a visit from a ghost of a rabbit.

EP. 4 ALL HOPE ABANDON: The amulet's signal leads DARKCOM to a run-down apartment building. But is it really the Rabbit's lair... Or a trap? Dante learns his true origins

EP 4.1 Belief and Perception: A recorded message from the White Rabbit tests your relationship with Dante.

EP 4.2 Faith and Inhibition: The demons decided to torture Dante one last time before they blow up the plane. Someone "dies" before you all fall to your death and you gain something out of it.

EXTRA EP. 4.3 Rabbiting: The amulet's signal led DARKCOM to a run-down apartment building. Mary's values get tested.

EP. 5 DESCENT: Grim discoveries complicate Mary's mission. An exhilarating fall fuel's Dante's full transformation, forcing him to confront his demon side. You made a reckless decision based on your conflicting morals.

EP. 5.1 Wrong ways to use a sword: Anders' words echoes in your head as you see a familiar building while falling from the sky. Parting with Dante, you made use of Agni in an unconventional way. Hypocrisy is evident.

EP. 5.2 TBA