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Dagger Indra

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[american-satan]

It was the middle of the night when little Cailan heard his human mother's screams. He immediately realized what had happened and rushed to her to help her. But the little boy could only watch as his mother was brutally murdered by the hunters who wanted him. They wanted to have the little hybrid for themselves to experiment on and torture him. All they managed to do was torture him with their daggers and take blood samples from him, but then William, Cailan's dad, thwarted their plan and slaughtered them all. But that didn't bring his mother Elizabeth back. He was something very special, a being of darkness and light at the same time. Half human, half vampire slumbered in the poet who was immortal. He would no longer age and would forever look like a man in his mid-20s. Cailan can be seductive, dark and mysterious at the same time. He let others feel it when he didn't like them and sometimes when he felt really bad because of all the memories, it could happen that he slaughtered people as if they were animals in a slaughterhouse. However, his psychopathic streak comes to the fore less and less as he tries to control himself. And since he met Lena, his wife, his world has been turned upside down. She had so much power over him and knew how to calm his inner storms. Lena is his soulmate, his life and she makes him a better man, one who can get through anything. Cailan has been successful all over the world with his band The Relentless for a few years. He is now living his dream as a musician and rock star because it is what he has always wanted. He was heavily addicted to drugs and alcohol for many years, but thanks to Lena he managed to gain more and more distance and slowly come back to his senses.

⛧ Hybrid human-vampire ⛧ Born Dec 26th 1997, 26 years old ⛧ American Satan/Paradise City character ⛧ Bad boy and psychopath ⛧ Only 21+ ⛧ Stories can be built with anyone, no matter which series or film ⛧ novelist ⛧ wire: meagainstthedevil ⛧ no 24/7 ⛧ always in character ⛧ married to his beautiful wife Laena Indra Kennedy:⠀@vxmpswxn 🦇🥀 ⛧

Lena to Cailan: „Our soul is one, separated by chance of destiny and therefore, destined to find each other to become one heart again, my beloved angel.“

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⸸ 𝓡𝓸𝓬𝓴'𝓷'𝓡𝓸𝓵𝓵 𝓲𝓼 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓰𝓸𝓭 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓵 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓼. ⸸

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Hi there! Can I request Female Mihawk Reader with Yandere Lu Bu, Jack, Raiden, Buddha, Qin Shi Haung, Thor, Poseidon, Hercules, Loki, Hades, Rudra, Indra, Hajun and Sasaki?

Reader comes from another World and is revealed to be the ‘Strongest Swordswoman in the World’ with her God opponent being the God of Swords (Reader has Yoru, her Black Blade on her back) and has her Valkyrie Partner transform… to everyone’s shock into a small crucifix pendant, that’s actually a small dagger, which her God Opponent demands in annoyance what exactly is Reader’s game, only for Reader to explain “I’m not the the kind of beast who uses all her might when hunting down a mere rabbit” then has a condensing look as she ‘pitifully’ says “Unfortunately, this is apparently the smallest blade my Valkyrie Partner can turn into, so this will have to do”

Which makes all the Gods and Reader’s Opponent FURIOUS, believing Reader is to arrogant and stupid… until she proves them all wrong by DESTROYING her opponent (The fight ends similar to Zoro and Mihawk’s fight, but the only difference is Reader doesn’t use Yoru, as her calls her opponent ‘Too Weak’ and a ‘Disappointment’ to her, when she kills him, stabbing God’s heart with her tiny blade as he starts to disintegrate) and to add more salt to the Gods’ crippling egos, Reader admits this fight was just like every other fight she’s had “Boring and Unsatisfactory” as she leaves, just as stoic as she fought

However, to everyone’s surprise, Reader shows interest in Sasaki and tells him how he’s the only man worthy of her time (Reader can tell Sasaki is strong, especially since can adapt in battle) and even tells him that she’ll wait for him, no matter how long it takes for him, until he can surpass her, since both are Swordsmen with Honor (Everyone is jealous of Sasaki getting Reader’s attention) and she even asks him every day to spare with her

Reader even tells Sasaki that he should be honored that she uses Yoru when they spare (Sasaki feels honored that a woman like Reader gives an old man like him attention like this, and he could ‘Die a happy man’, which causes Reader to laugh, which is a shock to everyone since Reader is always stoic with a resting bitch face)

-You were regarded as the strongest sword user in the world, even as a woman, you were the strongest, your skills with swords were legendary.

-You enjoyed your time in Valhalla, able to live in quiet comfort, drinking wine, reading books, and meeting other legendary humans, one that you didn’t know, but that was because you were from another world entirely.

-When you died, being caught in a sudden explosion, you were brought here to Valhalla by Brunnhilde.

-This new world was unlike your own, the only people with unique powers were the gods themselves.

-You didn’t fuss with the gods much, getting your own quiet room and plenty of areas to choose from to train in.

-Many of the warriors you faced while training, both humans and gods, were very strong, giving you a challenge, but only for a short while.

-Your skills were too much for them, easily able to overpower most anyone who would challenge you.

-When Ragnarok was announced, you were one of the first people that Brunnhilde approached, asking you to fight against the gods themselves.

-Hoping for the challenge you were finally looking for, you agreed.

-You were fighting first, something you requested and Brunnhilde arranged it for you, and your opponent was announced first as the god of swords himself!

-You smirked for only a moment as you walked out, a massive sword strapped to your back, carrying it with ease.

-Your sharp golden hawk-eye like eyes pierced into your opponent as he was holding two large swords with ease, but everyone was stunned as you made no move to grab your massive sword.

-You touched the cross-shaped pendant hanging around your neck as your Valkyrie partner appeared beside you, “You’re sure this will work?”

-You glanced at her as she was hugging you around your neck, looking like a child, but you instantly pulled out, the tiniest sword that anyone had ever seen, more like a baby dagger!

-Your opponent’s eyelid twitched before he pointed a sword at you, “What the hell is that?!”

-You held your blade, your Volundr, ready to strike, “A weapon that is more than enough for you.” His eyelid twitched again before the gods were quick to yell at you, calling you a cocky human and that you should know your place.

-He shouted at you, charging you with his swords, demanding to know why you weren’t using your big sword, as he wanted to take it from you, seeing the quality.

-You looked almost bored, dodging his strikes before kicking him away from you, your foot in his stomach before you spoke, your voice cold, “I’m not the kind of beast who uses all her might to hunt down a mere rabbit. A pity-” as you looked down at him as if he were dirt, “-that this is the smallest blade my partner can transform into.”

-More shouting from the gods while the humans were in awe of your confidence.

-You rolled your eyes as he shouted out his most powerful attack, trying to take you out and you took a step to the left, dodging it completely, much to his shock as he had turned white, his eyes wide as he gawked at you.

-Your eyes narrowed slightly, “Such a disappointment.” You then slashed at him, cutting him down with an X shaped slash, winning easily.

-Gawking faces filled the arena before the humans went wild, seeing that you had defeated a god and you made it look so easy!!

-You sighed as your partner returned to her normal form, holding onto your hand, making her look like she was your child before you turned, looking up at Zeus, “Was that really the strongest god you had?”

-You ignored the fury of the gods, many who shouted at you, but they couldn’t argue that you did handle your match so easily, it was almost embarrassing for them!

-When Heimdall approached you, inquiring about your thoughts of the match, your words resonated with so many people, “Boring and unsatisfying.”

-The rest of Ragnarok came and went, wins and losses on both sides until humanity was standing in the winner’s circle, and to further prove they deserved their salvation, as you all got to choose one wish together, those who had been killed were brought back to life, both humans and gods.

-The smallest shade of a smile appeared on your lips as your arms folded under your chest, seeing the reunions all around.

-Many gods and humans now had more of a healthy respect of each other, knowing that humanity was indeed stronger than they had thought.

-You were unaware you were now being stared at by both gods and humans, who were taken by your power, wanting a chance to fight you themselves, to test your strength.

-The more they stared as you were speaking to your Valkyrie, Goll, and Brunnhilde, the more they wanted to know about you.

-You were a stunningly beautiful woman, intimidating almost, something even Aphrodite had to admit, but your strength paired with your beauty made you a truly highly sought after woman.

-However, you stunned all by stopping after you had been walking out of the arena, when you saw Kojiro approaching you.

-He offered you a bright grin, “Hey there Y/N! I haven’t seen you since your fight! You were amazing! I would ask for a fight but I would probably lose.” As he said this he scratched the back of his head, laughing lightly.

-You put a hand on his shoulder, meeting his eyes which widened in shock, “No- you’re wrong. Your adaptability in your own fight was very impressive. I’d be honored to spar with you, to see how strong you are now. I would wait centuries for you to surpass me, Kojiro.”

-He was stunned that you recognized him as strong, while many of your other self-proclaimed rivals, were seething with jealousy, as you hadn’t paid them any attention, at least with fights; you would talk with them, but as far as actual fighting, you refused, only willing to fight other sword users.

-You sparred with Kojiro every day, allowing him to train against someone very difficult, and your matches always drew a crowd, not that you minded, mainly because you couldn’t care less.

-As Kojiro laid on his back after another intense session, for him at least, he spoke, “I’m honored a woman like you would give an old man like me any attention. I could die happy.”

-A grin instantly appeared on your face before you threw your head back, laughing warmly, which everyone stared at with huge eyes, as you always had a RBF! You were absolutely stunning when you smiled.

-You reached a hand down to help him up, giving his own a soft squeeze as you spoke with a soft smirk, “It’s a special type of man to grab my attention like that.”

-The glares Kojiro received were well worth it. He had no regrets.

-Lu Bu- When he finally convinced you to spar with him, using his halberd against Yoru, he wanted to see who had the stronger strike, his Sky Eater or your Strongest Slash in the World. The damage as the two strikes hit was so immense, even more so than when Lu Bu fought with Thor, you both had to help clean up the arena after you trashed it. When the dust cleared, both of you were still standing, unharmed and you had to give him a small grin, seeing that he withstood your attack. He became another you fought on a regular basis and he always fought with such joy fighting you, saying you were the only woman he would respect. Thor and him were both strong drinkers, as they would invite you out all the time, which you didn’t mind, finding their antics amusing. It was nice to be able to fight without holding back.

-Jack- Was one of the few who actually didn’t want to fight you, more interested in just conversing with you, sharing tea or wine, playing chess together, and having intellectual discussions. You had to admit that you were a bit curious about his ability to see into your soul, describing the colors you displayed at any given time, it was unique as you had never heard about something like that before. Jack enjoyed his talks with you, never wanting you to leave, as he found you entrancing, from your looks to your strength to your complex personality. He wanted to see more and more.

-Raiden- Raiden was very enthusiastic in trying to convince you to fight him, to the point of chasing you down, running after you until he had you in his arms, like it was a children��s game of tag. You always refused him, as you weren’t a combat fighter, you only used your swords and if you fought him, either you would get hurt from his physical attacks or he would get cut to ribbons. Your words and reasoning did little to deter him as he kept seeking out, asking for a fight, carrying you around in his arms like you were a princess. He was very jolly and loud, but also pushy and sometimes annoying, but you felt like you couldn’t bring yourself to dislike him.

-Buddha- Buddha was another one who was quite pushy, not as in he wanted to fight you, as he was quite laid back, but he was always coming into your house, uninvited, bringing all sorts of snacks that he was willing to share with you. You could enter your home at any given time and find Buddha lounging on your couch, welcoming you home like he lived there. He picked up after himself so it wasn’t that big of a deal to you, and he was quite amusing when you gave him wine and got him drunk, he was a funny, cuddly drunk, which you teased him mercilessly about, but he didn’t care, as you were giving him attention.

-Qin Shi Huang- This cocky little shit irritated you, at first, when he tried to make demands of you like he was in charge of you. As time went on and you learned that was how he was a person, due to him being emperor, you gave him a bit of leniency. He was almost like a child with you, acting spoiled, wanting you to dote on him. He didn’t really want to fight you, although he was curious about your strength, he just liked your icy vibe, as he had seen you smile so brightly, he wanted to see what other sides there were to you.

-Thor- The god was respectful but also quite persistence, in getting you to fight him, as he wanted to see your strength for himself. He would ask you on the daily to fight, but would accept your no, unlike others who would keep asking, but then he would be back the next day to ask you again. You only accepted after you fought Lu Bu, willing to give him a match. Brunnhilde left a lump on your head, Thor’s head, and Lu Bu’s head, scolding all three of you after you and Thor destroyed the arena again. Thor respected your strength and loves to spar with you and Lu Bu both, as you could give them a challenge and they give you a challenge. Plus, they were fun drinking buddies as they were both very strong drinkers.

-Poseidon- Your strength and beauty was unrivaled, or so he thought, when you smiled and laughed, it was like he was being born again, seeing the world with new eyes, but only with you. Poseidon couldn’t stand that you were giving Kojiro the most attention, fury filling him that the older samurai had your attention. It made him want to do even more to get your attention on him. You weren’t bothered by his fancy gifts when he would try to give them to you, refusing them, but his tenacity is what caught your attention, not willing to give up and you finally accepted one of his gifts, a bottle of wine, but you made him sit and enjoy it with you, showing him that there were more sides to you than he originally thought.

-Hercules- This man- this god, was like a giant puppy with you, smiling so brightly when he would call out your name when he sees you around. He’s so respectful of you and your power, not taking anything lightly, which you appreciated, but he’s also super sweet with you, taking your groceries from you, “Let me carry those for you!” he treated you like a lady, but knew for a fact you could probably kick his ass easily, especially if you used Yoru. You enjoyed seeing Hercules, as he showed you all around Valhalla, and he would always be willing to fight you, if you wanted to spar, as he knew he didn’t need to hold back against you.

-Loki- This MF!! He is such a little gremlin and a tease, popping up at random places to try and scare you, wanting to see more emotions out of you, calling out your name so cheerfully. Loki was complicated, if you needed a word to describe him, he was annoying, teasing, perverted, loud, and obnoxious, but as you hated to admit it, if he hadn’t come around for a few days, you found yourself missing his antics. It was sometimes too quiet without Loki’s obnoxious self, popping up at random times. He nearly melted when you patted his head when he came back, asking if you missed him, and you patted his head lightly, adoring your affections.

-Hades- Was very impressed with your skills when he saw you fight, wanting to test you himself, and laughed warmly when you refused to fight him, instead offering him a glass of wine. The two of you became fast friends, as you were similar in personality, usually so serious and stoic, but you did have your soft sides, him with his siblings and you with children. Hades usually got jealous when someone else would try to take your attention off of him, but he was calm about it, choosing instead to just glare harshly while pouting, which you noticed, poking his cheek when you came back, teasing him which he tried to deny that he wasn’t pouting.

-Rudra- Was very soft with you, acting like a gentleman, asking to walk with you, taking anything that you might be holding other than your swords, it was amusing, but appreciated. You found Rudra relaxing to be around, as he was mellow, but you could sense his strength, his determination. You laughed warmly when he asked to hold Yoru, wanting to see how heavy it is, as you were carrying it around like nothing and swung it with such ease. Even with holding it with all four of his hands, Yoru fell to the ground as he could barely hold it up and he gawked before showering you with praise for your strength.

-Indra- Quite and cool, you found solstice with the Hindu god, as he was relaxing to be around, as he didn’t ask you for fights on the regular, only about once a week or so, and he would just sit with you, enjoying spending time together. You did dislike when he smoked, as you didn’t like the smell, but he always made sure to sit downwind from you, so you weren’t overly bothered. You did, however, find out that he was a weak drinker, after you offered to share your wine with him. You couldn’t help but poke his cheek, teasing him as he was nursing a headache afterwards, finding it amusing while he found your teasing side to be rather cute.

-Hajun- You had to discipline him when he tried to grab Yoru, wanting you to fight him, easily taking him out with your unsheathed sword. He was shocked with how easily you were able to take him out, impressed with you while you sat on his chest, but he was unbothered, finding you light, as he asked to fight you again. He was rather territorial with you, if he were to see you, he would hug you and try to keep everyone else away, not willing to share such a strong opponent with anyone else. As time went on however, he grew more territorial, not wanting anyone around you at all, which was more of a headache for you than you thought.

-Kojiro- Kojiro was the only man you gave any physical attention to, mainly because he was your lover now, something he still couldn’t believe. The swell of happiness that would fill his heart when your arms would encircle his neck, hugging gently could warm him all throughout winter. He never asked you for fights, you were the one to ask him, which you didn’t do for anyone else, something he noticed but wouldn’t mention as he would let you curl up in his lap, being doted on by him so gently, your arms around his neck as you both basked in your quiet affections with each other.

[mahayanapilgrim]

The ceremonial dagger, known as Kila in Sanskrit and phurba in Tibetan, holds significant importance in expelling evil and neutralizing forces obstructing Tantric Buddhist practices. Its roots trace back to the Indian Rg Veda, where it initially appeared as the core blade of the vajra wielded by Indra to vanquish the cosmic snake Vritra. The term "Kila" in Sanskrit translates to peg or stake, suggesting its likely association with Vedic sacrifices.

[femininenachos]

Sometimes I imagine Clarke being like wtf when she runs into Lexa's hidden knives while getting handsy etc and then her removing said knives later on bc now she knows where Lexa hides them. And then Clarke just casually reaching for one of the knives because she needs to cut an apple or something I dunno in front of Lexa's guards or Indra or whoever and them being like nope refuse to acknowledge how Clarke knows. This is very silly but you share all the time so I thought I'd share back! Love your writing and loved the lil snippets of vacation au!

Love this and thank you! I always appreciate cracky headcanons 💜

I’m picturing Clarke’s frowny face when Lexa interrupts any impromptu makeout session with “☝🏼just a moment, Clarke,” and starts plucking like, half a dozen concealed daggers of varying sizes from all over her person. Even ‘after hours Heda’ still has a bunch tucked away, just in case.

Also cracking up at Indra’s stoic reserve and amazing powers of repression here. She really doesn’t want to know about their gay antics.

[belit0]

Hey!! So i saw that u started writing again, so if u dont mind writing something like a knife kink + dumbification for indra and madara?? Tysm<33

Ohmygawwd I had this request since the previous time I said I would come back (and then, I didn't)

Im so sorry it took me so long :,( but its finally here!

Never wrote knife play before, so I'm not sure how accurate this is, I did some investigation for it but well, I had to try :)

TW: Knife play, dumbification Pairing: Uchiha Madara / reader - Otsutsuki Indra / reader NSFW

Indra

- Cruelly fine patience. Indra enjoys seeing you tied up and with no hope of escape, completely restrained by hand and foot. It's a situation he'll often put you in because nothing manages to get his cock harder than that image.

- He will use satin straps, powerfully unbreakable but soft against your skin, as he enjoys watching you fight against your bonds, seeming eager to escape from him. It's the power play that drives this man's arousal.

- Indra will pace from one side of the room to the other, ignoring you completely as he discards his clothing, keeping only his pants on.

- You know he's doing it to torture your mind in every possible way, pushing you to your limit without even taking his underwear off. It infuriates and turns you on in equal measure.

- "You won't believe how dumb you'll look after everything I'll do to you (Y/N)."

- When he finally decides to pay you attention, he walks over to the bed with his favorite dagger clutched firmly in hand. It's small, but it's not blunt, something he constantly reminds you as to keep you completely still for his touch.

- "You know how this works (Y/N). You'll have to choose not to move an inch in the face of everything I'll do to you. If you don't, I’ll pierce you right through with the knife."

- As he whispers those words in your ear, he drags the blunt side of the knife across your body, starting from your neck and working his way down to your pelvis, stopping at your nipples to poke them with the cold metal tip.

- The dagger leaves a long red mark where the skin was tenderized by its touch, which Indra mimics with his tongue as he moves down to your groin.

- Just when you think his mouth will land on your apex, he spits harshly to lubricate the area and moves up again, until he is at eye level with you. With one hand, he lightly touches you, slowly working his way up to watch you writhe in pleasure beneath him. With the other, he holds the knife against your throat.

- "My stupid little bitch won't move because she knows she shouldn't. You don't want to get cut, do you, silly?", "Don't look away, or I'll have to start again just as you're about to finish."

- The cold metal against your throat and the precise deliveries of Indra's digits are all it takes to make a mess of you under his hands, and just as your first orgasm begins to wane, he penetrates you without warning, taking overstimulation to a new level.

Madara

- With this man, the situation is somewhat different. It's not the fear he enjoys seeing in your eyes, but the anticipation, the uncertainty, knowing he has you in his clutches and can take you wherever he wants.

- He always keeps his dagger in the freezer, leaving it completely frozen for when it's time to play with you. He loves to involve temperature changes and physical sensations in your intimate moments, always finding a new variation on how to push you to your limit.

- He will not tie you down, for he chooses to trust the fact that you understand you must not move, and if you become uncomfortable with boundaries, he knows you will let him know before risking a knife cut.

- Your hands slip through his hair, tied in a bun so as not to get in the way of the game, and trail down his back, leaving marks that soon turn red on his white skin with your fingernails. He gives you the freedom to move as you please, for he knows you are at his disposal and will obey his directions.

- "I'm going to fuck you silly until you don't even know how to say your name, (Y/N)." "Show me that stupid little face of yours, show me how you'll cry for me."

- He concentrates on conditioning you with gentle touches and caresses, getting you wet and ready for the show. He will take his time undressing you, stripping off your clothes, and tearing your underwear with the edge of the dagger.

- He uses a piece of fabric to blindfold you and begins to play with the sensations the cold metal produces on your skin. He scrapes your abdomen as if buttering a loaf of bread, and gently pricks your flesh with the tip of the knife until he reaches your legs.

- "Is my little dummy ready to be fucked?" "Tell me how you want me to screw you this time, (Y/N)."

- He won't come in contact with your pussy until he feels you physically ready. He needs to see you dripping with need before he'll get down to work. Your body's desperation and the fact that you can't see anything he does with you, how confident you are that he won't hurt you, bewitches him.

- He places the dagger just above your pubis, and at that exact moment, he decides to stop torturing you and fuck you with abandon.

[talonabraxas]

Phurba (dagger), late 15th century The ritual dagger (Sanskrit: kila; Tibetan: phurba) is essential to the dispelling of evil and understood as being especially helpful in neutralizing the forces that impede Tantric Buddhist practice. Its origins are ancient, appearing in the Indian Rg Veda as the central blade of the vajra that Indra used to slay the primordial cosmic snake Vritra. Its Sanskrit term, kila, which means peg or stake, was probably linked to Vedic sacrifices. The three-headed Vajrakila Buddha is invoked through meditation on the Vajrakila Tantra, an early Indian text first propagated in Tibet in the eighth century by Padmasambhava, one of the founding masters of Tibetan Buddhism. In this phurba, a half-vajra projects from Vajrakila’s chignon, and a fully elaborated vajra serves as the hilt, below which project boars’ heads. Rock crystal, valued for its purity and ability to transmit light, is a prized material in this context and thus seen as analogous to the Buddha’s dharma and its immutable higher reality. Along with examples in meteoritic iron, rock-crystal phurba are regarded as the most efficacious in the destruction of obstacles to enlightenment.

[blackfemmecharacterdependency]

Black Femme Character Dependency Dark Skin Directory || Characters Masterlist Pr. 1 (A-J)

A

Abbie Mills | Adelaide Wilson/Red | Agent 355 | Agura Ibaden | Aleesha Morrison | Alexa Brandt | Alexandra Crane | Allison Sawyer | Amanda Stern | Amari Peters | Amber Bennett | Amie Sammuelson Conde | Amina Ramsey | Amy Bellafonte | Anaya Imanu | Angel Dynamite | Angela Abar | Angela Goddard | Angela Moore | Angela Vaughn | Anissa Pierce | Anita Fthe13th | Annalise Keating | Annie Keller | Annie Pearson | Antigone | Aphasia | April Sexton | Apocalypta | Arabella | Artemis | Ashley Banks |  Ashley Collins | August King | Ava Coleman | Aya Al-Rashid | Ayo | Azima Kandie 

B

Barbara Howard | Becca Palmerstone | Beckett Mariner | Becky | Becky Todd | Bella Crawford | Belle Newman | Betty | Billie the Reaper | Bilquis | Bisma | Blackfire | Bo | Bobbi | Bow Kid | Bree Matthews | Bumblebee

C

Caprice Winters | Carmen Eguiluz | Carol | Carol Lockhart | Carole Clarke | Catherine Halliday | Catty Noir | Celeste Bisme Lyons | Celie Johnson | Chantelle Blades | Charlotte Page | Cherise | Chondra Unkrich | Clash | Claudia Grant | Cleo Sowande | Cleopatra Jones | Cobra | Coffee | Cocoa Cookie | Coco Conners | Coco Monvoisin | Condola Hayes | Conny Spalding | Cressida | Cynthia Rose Adams

D

Daisy Grant | Damita | Dana Mythical Quest | Darli Dagger | Dayna Mellanby | Death of the Endless | Deja Pearson | Delilah Benson | Denise Hayworth | Denise Johnson | Diana Freeman | Doc McStuffins | Doctor Slone | Donna Siren | Donna Meagle 

E

Ela | Elektra Abundance |  Elena Felton | Ella McFair | Elzora | Enchantress | Erin Cortland | Esi Jiwe | Esther Hopkins | Ethel Peabody | Evangeline Williamson | Eve Doll 

F

Fanta | Farah Black | Felicia | Foxxy Love | Fringilla Vigo

G

Genevieve Quik | Georgiana Lambe | Girl 6 | Grace Hitchens | Grace James |  Grace Monroe | Grace Ryder | Grace Sienar | Grace Walker | Grandmother 

H

Hailey Collins | Hallie McDaniel | Hanna Lovecraft | Hannah Grose | Hannah Steale | Harley Hidoko | Harper Bettencourt | Harriet Lennox | Harriet Tubman | Hattie Mitchell | Hazel Levesque | Henriette | Hippolyta Freeman | Holly | Honeybear | Hunter | Hunter B 15 

I

Ikora Rey |  Imane Bakhellal | Imani | Imani Izzi | Indra | Inquisitor Reva | Irene Federic | Iridessa | Iris Watkins | Ironheart | Isis

J

Jack Starbright | Janai | Jane Amphibia | Jane Hayward | Janie Egins | Janine Teagues | Jasmine TD | Jasmine Davis | Jean Peterson | Jennifer Sisko | Jenny Jackson | Jenny Pizza | Jessica Crashing | Jessica Williams | Jill TUA | Jinna | Joana Coelho | Joanna Crawford | Jodie Landon | Jojo Williams | Jolene | Jonelle Abraham | Jordan Armstrong | Jordan Moore | Josie McCoy | Juanita Benson | Judith | Julia Freeman | Juniper Andromeda | Justine Dancer

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I ran out of time. LOL. I’ma work on it tho...

I got 2 jobs. Sometimes, I’m not gonna have the things I intend to bring.\

If anybody want me to tag them whenever I finish actually making this list, just leave it in the replies and I’ll tag everybody once I finish K-Z characters, hopefully before the month is over. 

[authorscottycarter]

Scotty had been up all night, tossing and turning, his head pounding. He’d had a pretty good start to the New Year, his arms wrapped around Joey as the two had kissed as the clock struck midnight, giggling against each other’s mouths at the silliness of it all. She was a total sweetheart; somebody he was grateful Louis had introduced him to. She was Louis’ number one fan – with the exception of Max – and the two had carved out a home in each other’s hearts, one that the pretty girl had been more than gracious enough to invite Scotty into.  

The nights since his cheeky kiss with Joey had been a little less kind to him, his phone blowing up constantly with news alerts from CNN, the New York Times, and the like. He wasn’t specifically subscribed to any of them, but the news app on his phone seemed to think he wanted to hear from them – and more to the point, seemed to think he wanted constant google alerts regarding the everyday goings on of his ex-fiancée. Admittedly, he understood that Indra working with a giant such as Isaac Lancaster meant that there was no avoiding her presence anywhere you turned in New York City, but it still stung. He’d moved back to the city thinking he was healing, wanting familiar territory, only to have stumbled right into the lion’s den. 

All the same, he’d agreed to meet Joey for coffee, and he wasn’t about to let his lack of sleep get in the way of their plans. He was situated in a quiet corner of A Novel Idea, a tiny alcove that would allow them a little privacy, plants spilling down around them, surrounded by books by the dozen. Scotty felt too tired to be dealing with the hustle and bustle of the store, choosing this particular table in the hopes of gaining a little privacy. He’d phoned Joey to let her know exactly where he was seated, his friend insisting she was just a few blocks away. She’d been rambling on about how Micah’s sister was getting married, and he had a fitting that she’d just had to be present for – not by obligation, Scotty assumed, but merely because she couldn’t pass up the chance of seeing her “friend” looking handsome in a three-piece suit – and the two had gotten slightly held up. He didn’t mind, smiling fondly as he’d set down the phone on her. 

Reaching down, he tugged his beaten copy of Christopher Street out from his backpack, the pages frayed at the edges, a rainbow of sticky tabs protruding outwards, marking all the pages and passages he’d been so fond of. He found himself coming back to it regularly, the books on his shelves at home carelessly abandoned as he read and re-read Louis’ novel, a labour of love that clutched at Scotty’s chest and filled him with a pride he was certain he’d never be able to adequately put into words. 

His phone buzzed on the table, catching his attention, eyes straying from the pages of Lou’s book. He wondered if it was Joey, glancing over at it, his heart sinking when he saw just who was lighting up his phone.  

A text from Indra filled his lockscreen, the message simple and straight to the point: 

“Hey, Scott. Only just heard you’re in the city now. Perhaps we could up? Talk. This is Indra, by the way.” 

It was almost laughable to Scotty, that she thought he might not know. Even in the couple of years that had passed, he’d never deleted her number. It was a sad truth, but her face still filled his home screen, a photo of the two laughing at his book launch, Indra’s eyes trained solely on him. He couldn’t remember a time when he’d been happier, so he’d yet to find the courage to take it off. 

With one swipe of his thumb, he unlocked his phone, wondering if he should reply to her. Hell, he wasn’t even sure what he’d say – it was the first time since she’d left him that he’d heard from her personally. It was as simple as that for her; a text like no time had passed, a dagger to the open wound that Scotty had been so carefully tending to for the last two years. 

His attention strained as he heard the familiar sound of Joey’s voice, glancing up as the brunette rounded the corner, a warm and welcoming smile on her face. Hastily, he swiped away from the text and dropped his phone to the table with a thud, pushing to his feet as he pulled his friend into a great big bear-hug. 

“There’s my favourite girl!” he called out, his hold tightening just a touch as he lifted Joey off the ground, her feet dangling as he pressed a playful kiss to her cheek. 

Setting her down, the two untangled from one another and he slipped back into his seat, his eyes trailing back to his phone where he’d abandoned it. He winced as he realised he’d left it open on his home screen, the image of himself and his ex on show for all to see. Clumsily, Scotty slapped a hand down against the phone, his thumb tapping the lock button as he offered Joey an awkward smile. 

“So,” he cleared his throat, embarrassed and looking for a distraction. “What can I get you? I’m buying.” 

[the-tired-commander]

A Letter?

A little sorta sad idea thats been rattling around in my head for a while about Damai and the idea of sending a letter to be delivered on a specific date

Bird song and the faintest hints of the sun rise pull Damai from their sleep. Their “well desevered rest” after returning from Cantha had to be forced upon them but they’re rather enjoying it. Time alone in the middle of nowhere. No one knows where they are and they’d like to keep it that way. At least for a little while.

*knock knock knock*

At least, they thought no one knew where they were. Has someone followed them? Is the world in danger again? Do they have to fight? Is someone here to hurt them? Could it be-

*knock knock knock*

The second set of knocks breaks them from their spiralling thoughts.

They drag themself from bed and towards the door, trying to still their hand from grabbing the closest weapon. The door creaks as they pull it open, body tensing in preperation for whatever they’re about to face.

“Good morning!”

A man they do not recognise is stood there, eyes creased as he smiles up at them.

“You’re Damai, right? I was asked to bring you this letter! Said it had to be delivered today, no matter what! I have to say, you’re a hard person to track down.”

He holds out a battered looking envelope, smile never leaving his face.

“Sorry it’s a little worn, it is almost a decade old.”

They tentatively take the letter from his hands, staring at him as they work out what this could be. His smile falters. Shit. They’ve been staring at him too long.

“.....thank you.”

“No problem! Well, I best be off! I have more things to deliver!”

He turns to leave before pausing and grinning to them,

“Happy birthday, Commander.”

He’s gone before they can say another word, lifting their hand to wave goodbye even if he doesn’t see it.

Right. That’s today.

The door creaks again as they close it, they really should get that fixed someday. They sit a little too heavily at their desk, wincing from wounds that still need more time to heal. It’s strange how familiar the handwriting on the envelope looks, but they can’t place it. They turn it over in their hand a few times before grabbing a nearby dagger and slicing it open. Indras would have a fit if he saw that.

“My dearest friend,

I would like to extend my warmest congratulations to you once again. I know I have said many times in person over these last two days but none of what we accomplished could have been done without you.

I thought it would be enjoyable for you if I wrote this letter for you to read once you have turned 10. You seem delighted when you found your first bow from when you awoke so I thought you’d like this little reminder of our triumph.

I am so very proud of you. Your kind heart and sharp mind have been essential to this war, and I am glad I was given the chance to know you.

Tomorrow I am sure the celebrations will continue and I am certain we will spend even more time in my office together. I’d like it if we went to that quiet area you said you found. By the time you read this I am certain we went there many times.

I look forward to many more battles by your side, Damai, and even more celebrations as well. I hope we are still together by the time this reaches you.

Here is to another ten years.

Yours always,

Trahearne”

The letters blur out of focus as tears gather in their eyes but they dare not blink in case the paper vanishes from their hands. Tears drip from their open eyes and they hurry to move the paper before they risk ruining it. How could they have ever forgotten his writing?

Their voice bubbles up in their throat before they can do anything to stop it, a screaming sob rips its way out of their mouth.

And they cry. And cry. And cry.

Tomorrow, Damai will make the long walk back to the nearest town in order to see Indras.

But today, alone, in the middle of nowhere, they clutch Trahearnes letter tight to their chest and dream of a world with him still in it.

[drowninglight]

the difference between clarke and octavia (in the early seasons) is that octavia adopted the grounders’ way to live (how to fight with the fists, how to communicate using trigedasleng, use swords and daggers instead of guns, etc), whereas clarke adopted the mindset of their leaders. that’s why octavia got mad at clarke for trusting lexa, for staying in polis, for letting the bomb drop on tondc, for sacrificing the few to save the many, breaking deals to save their people, etc. later on, we see octavia adopting the grounders’ leading mindset when she becomes blodreina. suddenly, she understood clarke’s “i bear it so they don’t have to” and that there are “acceptable losses” in every battle.

none of the other delinquents really understood the way the grounders live or lead, despite the multiple wars that they fought against and besides them. they always wanted to do better, to not be unfair, to keep their word, to not be selfish. clarke knew that that mindset wasn’t going to work if they were gonna survive on the ground. so she made alliances, she turned everything around in her people’s favor, she broke deals and made sacrifices, because she saw the way grounder survived and won wars. as skaikru’s leader she made peace talks and war preparations with lexa, indra, roan, people who helped her understand that she needed to be ruthless and selfish to survive on the ground. octavia went through the same thing when she was in charge of the bunker and had grounder leaders advise her and help her understand that to be a leader, there are some things that you have to do to save your people, whether you want to or not, no matter how cruel it is.

the constant criticism of clarke and octavia was completely unfair since they were both forced to lead hundreds of people at 17 with no prior knowledge of politics in a world they had just discovered. especially since the ones that were constantly criticizing them turned to them for help (especially clarke) in times of crisis. how can you have the audacity to make someone be in charge of hundreds of lives and then get mad when they do something immoral to save them?

[starry-skies-116]

Fire Emblem Profiles I think the Afton Kids would somewhat have, runs not specified!:

Elizabeth: 

Overall thoughts: Healer/Support that can also major disrespect when invested in, flier got range +warp to win

Proficient at Faith Magic (Light Magic- includes healing), Flying and Lances, deficient at Axes, Brawl, Authority and Heavy Armor (exp. Multiplied by 1.2 for Cavalier)

Best-in-slot weapons: Arrow of Indra, Javelin, Seraphim, Warp, Fortify, Abraxas

Personal Skill: Unfettered Servitude- uses automatic rally to grant Str +4 and Spd +4 to all adjacent allies within one tile range on all sides of unit whenever unit makes a move.

Character Exclusive Weapon: Astra Goetia: After attacking, stuns all foes adjacent to attacked foe- stunned foes suffer Magic Bind and Def/Avd -6 for that same one turn.

Additional Skills: White Magic +5, White Tomefaire, Steelbreaker (reduces foe Def -4 and increases Str +4), Lance Crit +8, Vantage+ (allows unit to attack first even if foe initiates combat), Shove (shoves adjacent ally one tile in indicated direction), Canto (allows unit to move again after attacking), Counterattack, Magic Bind, Miracle (nullifies instakill attacks), Terrain Resistance (decreases damage taken from types of harmful terrain), Pavise (chance to reduce sword/axe/brawling damage by half. Trigger % = Dex stat), White Magic Heal +5, White Magic Heal +10, Mag. Null, Mag. Null+.

Voicelines when selected for battle: “Let’s do this!” “Here we go!” “Ooh, ooh, pick me!” “We’ve got this~!” “Where to next?”

Low Health Voicelines when selected for battle: “Feeling woozy…” “Hmm.” “Oh, gosh…” “Careful, please…!”

Michael: 

Overall thoughts: Phys dmg tank and dealer, also major disrespect unit lmao

Proficient at Lances, Axes, Authority and Swords, deficient at Reason Magic (Black Magic- includes warp), Faith Magic, Flying and Cavalier (exp. Multiplied by 1.2 for Heavy Armor and Brawl)

Best-in-slot weapon: Dragon Claws, Brave Lance, Venin Lance, Lance of Zoltan, Cross-Spear, Killer Axe, Hauteclere, Armorslayer, Aegis, Gladiator’s Dagger (Dmg reduction by half, increases weapon durability by two and has a chance to negate expiration), Asiya Blade (Enables the basically instakill ability ‘Calamitous Wrath’ that stuns enemies for 1 turn if skill deals Dmg)

Character Exclusive Weapon: Ragnsalir: After attacking, triggers the effect ‘Dragonskin’- heals half of damage dealt to enemy, increases based on Str. and Atk. dealt.

Personal Skill: Tempered Instinct- if ally is adjacent or if in formation with a battalion, unit deals 2 extra damage and takes 2 less damage while in combat.

Additional Skills: Guardian’s Fury(adjacent allies gain Def. +10 when HP is below 80%, instant ultra-disrespect basically), Astra, Hexblade+, Monster Piercer, Knightkneeler, Unarmed Combat, Lance Crit +10, Lancefaire, Axe Crit +10, Axefaire, Armored Strike, Helmsplitter, Taunt (aggros enemy and draws targets away from all allies, decreases adj. enemy Def -10), Healing Focus, Fighting Spirit (decreases enemy Avd. -10), Steal, Budding Charm (adj. Allies deal 3 extra dmg. During combat), Fistfaire, Sword Crit +10, Commander+, Death Blow, Phys. Null, Phys. Null+.

Voicelines when selected for battle: “Who, me?” “At the ready.” “What now?” “Okay, fine.” “Yes, I suppose.”

Low Health Voicelines when selected for battle: “Just a bit more…” “Don’t get careless…” “You sure…?” “Not good…!”

Evan: 

Overall thoughts: Mag dmg tank and raw mag dmg dealer, looks weak and squishy at first but mother of god run away from this dude if you don’t know what res is lol- mega ultra disrespect

Proficient at Reason Magic, Lances, Bows and Brawl, deficient at Axes, Heavy Armor and Swords (exp. Multiplied by 1.2 for Lances and Authority because we all need gambits)

Best-in-slot weapons: GRADIVUS, Nidavelir Gauntlets (Steel Gauntlets but amplify that shit’s stats), Arrow of Indra, Lance of Zoltan, Parthia, Sacred Moonbow (allows counterattack to adj. Foes and nullifies dmg taken from them), Venin Bow, Aura Knuckles, Ragnarok, Thoron, Bolting, Bolagnone, Cutting Gale, Excalibur, Fimbulvetr, Sagittae, Agnea’s Arrow, Dark Spikes T, Bohr, Quake.

Character Exclusive Weapon: Promethean Grimoire: An ancient grimoire forged from advanced primordial technology lost to time- this tome grants the wielder the ability to use the Combat Art ‘Sweltering Lodestar’ (Sweltering Lodestar: Has a chance to nullify/halve magical enemy dmg, increases Avd. +3)

Personal Skill: Heartsworn Duty- if unit damages foe, foe suffers Str and Def -6 for one turn after combat.

Additional Skills: Vigilant Eye (Grants Hit +25), Canto, Decisive Strike (increases accuracy upon attacking foe), Mastermind, Strategic Blow (Decisive Strike upgraded), Budding Charm, Flickering Heart (adj. Allies take 6 less dmg during combat), Golden Heart (Flickering Heart upgraded), Poison Strike, Starfall (grants Str/Mag +3 every other turn, as well as Def/Res +3 for all adjacent allies), Venomstrike (Poison Strike upgraded), Aegis, Avd. +10, Black Tomefaire, Bowfaire, Lance Crit +10, Bowrange +2, Magic Bind, Counterattack, Anti-Magic Armor, Mag. Null, Mag. Null+, Black Magic Avo +20.

Voicelines when selected for battle: “Keep your guard up.” “What’s the strategy?” “Stay focused.” “Onward.” “I stand ready.”

Low Health Voicelines when selected for battle: “Tread carefully.” “I’m nearing my limit!” “I can’t fall…!” “Guide me well…” 

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[mandarinsan]

AAPI Marvel characters:

Jimmy Woo

Shang-Chi

Kamala Khan

Jubilee

Mantis

Wong

Lin Lie

Daken

Silk

Sunfire

Colleen Wing

Amadeus Cho

Leiko Wu

Luna Snow

White Fox

Crescent & Io

Sister Hammer

Sister Dagger

Brother Sabre

Sister Staff

Mariko Yashida

Dr. Faiza Hussain

Raz Malhotra

Kwannon

Karma

Wave

Surge

Mondo

Nico Minoru

Lady Deathstrike

Silver Samurai

The Mandarin

Zheng Zu

Jiang Li

Yukio

Itsu

Dust

Indra

Aero

Armor

Tyger Tiger

Warriors of the Sky:

Sun Bird

War Tiger

Blue Dragon

Shadow Shell

Opal Tanaka

Amiko Kobayashi

Omega Sentinel

Thunderbird (Shaara)

Monica Chang

Lady Bullseye

Meanstreak

Silhouette

Komodo

Xorn

Jolt

Sway

Kirika

Suzi Endo

Amy Chen

Fat Cobra

Suwan

Yellowclaw

Chieftain Xin

Zheng Bao Yu

The Bride of Nine Spiders

[mahayanapilgrim]

The Phurba: Unveiling the Mysteries of the Diamantine Dagger of Emptiness

Introduction

The Phurba, also known as Kila or Kilaya, stands as one of the most intriguing symbols in Vajrayana Buddhism. Often referred to as the "Diamantine Dagger of Emptiness," this triple-bladed ritual dagger holds deep esoteric significance, embodying the powerful Buddha-activity of wrathful deities. In this article, we will delve into the rich tapestry of meanings woven into the Phurba, exploring its symbolism, uses, and cultural resonance.

Symbolism and Representation

Wrathful Activity of Buddhas

The Phurba essentially symbolizes the wrathful activity of Buddhas, particularly that of wrathful deities like Hayagriva, Vajrakilaya, and Black Mahakala. Unlike its Hollywood portrayals as a weapon, the Phurba represents the dynamic and powerful force of enlightened activity, cutting through ignorance, greed, and aggression.

Three-Bladed Structure

The triple-bladed structure of the Phurba holds multifaceted symbolism:

1. Three Worlds: Representing the unity of the three planes of existence, with the handle as the world axis that binds them together.

2. Three Poisons: Each edge signifies one of the three poisons—ignorance, greed, and aggression—and the Phurba serves as a tool for severing these root afflictions.

3. Three Remedies: The three edges correspond to the remedies for the three poisons—wisdom, non-attachment, and loving-kindness—purifying body, speech, and mind.

The Wrathful End and Peaceful Handle

Contrary to Hollywood portrayals, the wrathful end of the Phurba is not a weapon thirsting for blood. It is a potent implement for banishing, repulsing, and exorcising negative energies. The handle, on the other hand, symbolizes blessings, attracting positivity, health, and prosperity. The Phurba embodies a harmonious balance between wrathful and peaceful aspects, reflecting the interconnectedness of compassion and skillful means.

Legendary Powers and Ritual Uses

Meteoric Iron: Sky Metal

Meteoric iron, considered wrathful due to its celestial origin, adds a layer of sacredness to the Phurba. Sky metal, rare and precious, aligns with the belief that the heavens touch the dagger, imparting divine energy to its ritual use.

Ritual Uses

1. Purification and Consecration: Used to purify and consecrate land for construction, temples, or meditation, the Phurba establishes a sacred space.

2. Daily Meditations: Practitioners use the Phurba in daily meditations, visualizing the deity on the handle for blessings and healing.

3. Exorcisms: Employed for exorcisms, the Phurba's pointed end is driven into the ground, symbolically pinning down obstructive forces.

4. Binding Spirits to the Dharma: In line with Padmasambhava's activities, the Phurba is utilized to bind spirits to the Dharma, ensuring they serve enlightened purposes.

Historical and Cultural Roots

The Phurba's roots trace back to ancient Vedic rituals and shamanic practices. Its association with Indra, the god who used a Vajra to pin down a dragon-serpent, reflects its connection to mythological narratives. In Tibet, the Phurba is integral to geomantic rituals, locating and stabilizing the earth serpent's head before constructing sacred spaces.

Conclusion

The Phurba, with its enigmatic symbolism and diverse applications, emerges as a profound embodiment of enlightened activity in Vajrayana Buddhism. Its triple-bladed structure, celestial origin, and ritual uses make it a potent tool for practitioners seeking to navigate the realms of wrathful and peaceful transformation on their spiritual journey.

In conclusion, the Phurba invites us to explore the intricate dance between wrathful power and compassionate wisdom, revealing the interconnected nature of these seemingly contrasting forces within the tapestry of Vajrayana Buddhism.

[talktomeinclexa]

On The Ground All Can Hear You Scream

By: TalktomeinClexa

Rating: Mature

Warnings: None for now

Status: WIP

Summary: Novitiate Lexa is captured by reapers and wakes up locked in a cage, not knowing that the blonde who finds her there will change her destiny. Unless this enemy turns out to be who Fate had in store for her?

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Chapter 4: First Guests

Anya tightened the strap of her scabbard and double-checked that her daggers were properly hidden under her armor. Not that torture would make her admit to being nervous. It was merely a precaution, the mark of an experienced warrior. Feeling her comrades’ eyes on her, taking their cue from her, she forced herself to relax. The proud woman lifted her chin and made a show of tucking her thumbs in her belt, projecting a confidence she wished she felt.

A glance at her seken made her hold back a smile. Tris stood by her side, mimicking her down to the bored look on her face. Anya knew how difficult it was to ignore decades of fear and warnings. How the girl, just like her, had grown up hearing the tales of the Maunon hiding in their mountain, of the ripa who killed and kidnapped the innocents and the warriors without discrimination. More than one valiant Trikru gona seemed ready to soil their pants, and it pleased her to see that her seken — by far the youngest of the group — wasn’t among them.

The dark tunnel was chillier than Anya had anticipated, and she regretted not bringing an extra fur. According to Lexa, she would have to abandon it soon enough — along with the rest of her possessions — and could suffer the cold a little longer.

Thinking about her former seken made her grit her teeth. Of all the strange ideas the girl could have, all the changes she hoped to bring upon, peace with the Maunon had to be the worst one. Spending a day alone and unarmed with their enemies should have been enough, but no. She had to come up with the suggestion to send more people into the Mountain.

——

“I will go.” Anya took a step forward, voice booming to cover the angry muttering of the Trikru leaders gathered in Tondisi. “Heda says we have a chance to end the conflict with the Maunon without losing a single life. I trust her.”

Green eyes stared into hers, concern and warmth flashing in quick succession before Lexa regained control of her emotions and nodded. She couldn’t refuse Anya, not without losing all credibility along with the tenuous support of her clan. Even Indra shook her head, unhappy with the turn of events.

More than loyalty to Heda or trust in her student, it was that fear that motivated the unit leader. Fear that the girl was asking too much of Trikru, that the clan would revolt and renounce her, leading to her death.

The two years and a half they had spent apart had left their mark on their relationship; its depth multiplied by the new difference in their status. Costia’s recent return to the brunette’s life — much to Titus’s dismay — didn’t help either. It was toward her that Lexa went now when she needed advice or wished to unburden her mind. Yet, Anya would gladly and without hesitation give her life for her. She would step into Azgeda naked and weaponless if Lexa asked her to. The girl had an opportunity to accomplish the impossible and make peace with the Maunon. Anya would enter the Mountain blindfolded to help her take one more step toward her dream of a better future.

Before anyone could attempt to make her change her mind, a young girl imitated Anya and took place by her side.

“Tris,” Indra said, lips pinched, “you can’t—”

“Where my fos go, I go,” the goufa declared loudly enough to be heard throughout the tent before adding more respectfully, “fos.”

Interrupting the Wormana, in the middle of a council and in front of Heda of all time, could have gotten her some severe punishment. Indra would have been within her rights to drag her outside and flog her for her insolence. Luckily for her, Lexa spoke before anyone could point out the offense, the corners of her mouth twitching with amusement.

“A valiant seken indeed.”

Not wanting to be seen as cowards, fifteen more warriors stepped forward and offered to accompany Anya and Tris. The first group of volunteers was ready, and soon, they would head for the tunnel to be swallowed by the earth.

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[seizasa]

(   MODERN VERSE   )

Currently owns six cars: a silver 1955 Mercedes Benz, a maroon 1953 Buick Skylark, a black 1959 BMW 507, a black 1969 Boss 429 Mustang, a blue 1966 Shelby 427 Cobra, and a grey 1961 Jaguar E-Type.

Does not have a preference amoung his cars and will drive them all randomly.

Owns five snakes in total, but his most beloved is a fourteen-foot-long anery boa constrictor named Shesha. She has an entire enclosure to herself acting as the centre piece to the mansion’s foyer.

The other four are kept in terrariums located in the sunroom Indra had added to the mansion specifically for his snakes. They are, in no particular order: Cleopatra, an orange-headed Sumatran short-tail python; Seire, a European viper; Sytry, a red bush viper; and Qetsiyah, a South African puff adder.

Smokes from a kiseru, inside which is hidden a small dagger.

Often walks with a decorated cane, which also hides a blade inside of it.

Lives in a literal mansion formally known as the Otsutsuki Estate, complete with a team of armed and dedicated domestic servants, a lavish garden tended to daily, and a basement containing both a wine cellar and a dungeon.

Frequently hosts soirees of various themes at his residence. This is to repair some of the damage to the Otsutsuki name in bygone years, as well as to keep an eye on any new faces that appear in town.

Has a concealed carry permit and carries a handgun with him at all times.

His winery, called the Divine Winery, features vintage barware in mint condition and various of his own artwork, most of it abstract in design.

His paintings can also be found hung around his home, but he has an entire studio dedicated to his artwork.

War veteran.

Has six tomoe tattoos along his collarbone, three on each side with the tails facing inward. This tattoo signifies a member of the Otsutsuki Mafia, given to family members who choose to join on their eighteenth birthdays.

His left leg has a limp from a war injury, which is why he uses a cane to walk. He also has a scar down the right side of his face that blinded him in one eye. He normally keeps it covered with his hair.

He wears several pieces of jewelry at any given time, but one accessory that he will never be found without is the ring bearing the Otsutsuki crest he wears on his left middle finger. It signifies his position as the clan head.

Experiences psychogenic non-epileptic seizures ( PNES ) as a result of his war-induced PTSD.