#feat. serena

[devilsmenu]

@vcndetta - Jade & Serena

"Yeah, no, he, he looks pretty stunned. Do you think he's like really shocked or are we dressed to kill?" Jade said looking at the other next to her.

[thisispoggers]

Posting these cuz I forgot about them and rediscovered them lmao

Anyways just the gang looking after Ben but the usual babysitters are busy

Characters in order and their owners:

Julian Brightfur and Casper Sandtail by @bloombirdreads

Dice the Mouse and Ossues the Skeleton by @soda-gremlin

[euphoriclusts]

for @midnightsaboteur ( continued from here )

as an artist, jenson paid attention to detail, so it didn't take him long to mirror her slight smirk. she was gorgeous, a true beauty - so much so his main concern was being able to capture her beauty to it's full capacity. he'd put his all into it though, as he always did. his hands rub against his thighs once he's primed the canvas, head tilting sweetly behind it, to get a better look at her as she speaks. now, he had had some truly insane requests in the past, and whilst this one did not even almost hit the vast expanse of absurd concepts he'd been offered up, it did have him raising a brow. "oh, absolutely. i love that - very alluring, yet classy. it'll certainly provoke a reaction…" he doubted that it was exactly what those who'd commissioned the painting had been after, but he was more than ready and willing to fall on his blade - or, brush - to offer her a sense of autonomy. that was vital. otherwise, he could hardly look his portraits in the eyes he'd painted. "do you have a lovely pair of earrings suitable for the concept?" the words fall playfully, smirk growing.

[gemstarb]

Nick Phoenix - Heart Of The Ocean (feat. Serena Belle and Helen Nash)

[captainhancock727]

Martin Trevy feat. Serena - Un Baile Mas (Official Video 4K)

[inkskinned]

the thing about some men is that they want you to remember, at all times, that you are underneath them. that with one word or look or "joke", you will stay beneath them. that even "exceptions" to the rule are not true exceptions - the commonly cited statistic that one in eight men believe they could win against serena williams.

women's gymnastics is often not seen as real gymnastics. whatever the fuck non-euclidian horrors rhythmic gymnasts are capable of, it's often tamped down as being not a sport. some of the most dominant athletes in the world are women. nobody watches women's soccer. despite years of dancing and being built like a fucking brick, men always assume they're faster and stronger than i am. you wouldn't like what happens when they are incorrect. once while drunk at a guy's house i won a held-plank challenge by a solid minute. the party was over after that - he became exceedingly violent.

what i mean is that you can be perfect, and they still think you're ... lacking, somehow. i hope you understand i'm trying to express a neutral statement when i say: taylor swift was the possibly the most patriarchy-palatable, straight-down-the-line woman we could churn out. she is white, conventionally attractive, usually pretty mild in personality. say what you will about her (and you should, she's a billionaire, she can handle it), but a few things seem to be true about her: 1. she can write a damn catchy song, and 2. the eras tour truly was a massive commercial success and was also genuinely an impressive feat of human athleticism and performance.

i don't know if she deserves the title of "woman of the year," i'm not debating that in this post. what i am saying is that she was named Woman of The Year, and then an untalented man got onstage at the golden globes and made fun of her for attending her boyfriend's football games. what i am saying is that this woman altered local economies - and her dating life is still being made into a "harmless" punchline. the camera panned, greedy, over to her downing a full glass of champagne. congratulations taylor! you are woman of the year! but you are a woman. even her.

fuck, man. write better material.

a guy gets onstage at a college graduation and despite the fact like half the crowd is made up of women, he spends a significant proportion of it warning these people - who spent possibly hundreds of thousands of dollars on their education - that they were lied to. that the "real" meaning of femininity is motherhood. that they shouldn't rest on the laurels of that education-they-paid-for but instead throw it away to kneel at a man's heel. imagine that. sweating in your godawful polyester gown (that you also had to pay for!), fresh out of 4 years of pushing yourself ever-harder: and some guy you've never met - who knows nothing about you - he reminds you this "win" is a pyrrhic one at best. you really shouldn't consider yourself that extraordinary. you're still a woman, even after years of study.

god forbid you are not a pretty woman, but if you are pretty, you must be dumb. god forbid you are not ablebodied or white or cis or straight or good at swallowing. you must be beneath a man, or else they are not a man. the equation for masculinity seems to just be: that which is not a woman or womanly (god forbid). anything "feminine" is thereby anathema. to engage in "feminine" things such as therapy, getting a hug from a friend, or crying - it is giving up ones manhood. therefore women need to be put in their place to ensure that masculinity is protected.

this is something i have struggled to explain to terfs - they are not doing the work of feminism, but rather the patriarchy. by asserting that women and men must be (on some secret level) oppositional and in conflict, they also assume that being a woman is akin to being another species. but bigotry does not stem from observational truths or clarity - that is what makes it bigotry. there was nothing in my childhood that made me fundamentally different from my brother. we are treated differently nonetheless. to assert there is some biological drive that enforces my gender role is to assert that women have a gendered role. men do not see women as equal to them not because of biological reality - but instead because the core tenant of the patriarchy is that women aren't full, realized people.

we are told from a very young age to excuse misbehavior as a single man's choice - not all men. it is not all men, just that one guy. all women are gold-digging bitches who belong in the kitchen - but if a man is mean, bigoted, or violent to you, it's just that particular guy, and that means nothing about men-as-a-whole. it is only one guy who got mad when you gently rejected him. it is only one guy who warns her this trophy is heavy, are you sure you can hold it? it is only one guy who smashes her face into the cake. it is only one guy talking into a mic about hating our bodily autonomy.

i have just found that they often wait until the moment we actually seem to be upstaging them. you sit in a meeting where you're presenting your own findings and he says get me a coffee? or you run to the end of the marathon and are about to finish first and he pushes your kids out in front of you. you win the chess game and they make some comment akin to well, you're ugly away. we can be the billionaire and get the dream life and finally fucking do it and yet! still! they have this strange, visceral urge to say well actually, if you think you're so great -

it's not one just one guy. it's one in eight.

[p1utofairy]

PICK A CARD

“kissin’ and hope they caught us.”

what will a night out with your future partner be like?

disclaimer ✩: 18+ mature themes. take what resonates, leave what doesn't. this is my early thanksgiving gift to y’all 💗 i’m so thankful for the constant support and feedback idk how many times i can say it lol but thank you. enjoy and have a great holiday!

PILE i.

i can see you two in a club/party setting. the music is so loud it's pulsing through your veins, it's not usually your scene, but your person is right by your side holding you close. their hand is resting slightly on your back/waist guiding you through the crowd — i feel like they'll smell really good too they have a distinct fragrance on that's comforting to you. i feel like you'll be so giddy and excited to be outside with them and be seen together. lots of heads will turn for sure. i feel like y'all are a power couple…like looking at you two walking in together just makes sense but it also triggers jealousy and disbelief in other people? you and your person may come from different backgrounds or have different aesthetics but y’all pair together very well. they’re gonna be looking so smug lollll your person is the silent but confident type, like having you on their arm will shut everybody up and they’ll love it. this person could be very popular or well-known in their profession…i'm getting a serena van der woodsen type of vibe so people can definitely be infatuated with them. you might not even like dancing but you will with them! you're gonna be on cloud 9 the whole night, pile 1. some of you might not smoke or drink but you’ll feel high/drunk off them the entire night it’s so cute! u are my high by dj snake and future vibes for sure.

PILE ii.

the atmosphere is sensual af, pile 2. it's giving the vibe of a private dinner at an upscale restaurant/bar or hotel. your person planned this out very meticulously, and they managed to pull it off without you knowing too many details. you’ll be so happy to be sitting across from them and enjoying their company — i feel like you both don't always have the time to just sit and unwind because you both have very demanding jobs/schedules. i see you two flirting a lot with your eyes and smiling so big…the energy is very warm and playful. the sexual tension will be very thick between the two of you lol they might make comments throughout the night about how good you look. the lighting seems very dim and red seems to be the major theme so you could be wearing a red dress, they might give you a bouquet of red roses, their shirt might be red — idk it's something along those lines lol the color red is just significant for some reason. the food, their company, and the ambiance will be 100000/10 and the night won't stop there 😮‍💨 cause when they get you back home? soon as i get home by faith evans just came to mind LOL yeah they’re going to want to make up for lost time and please you in any and every way that they can. OKAYYY PILE 222.

PILE iii.

ah this is my introverted pile! i don't think you get out much, pile 3. if you do it's usually because someone begged you to come out and socialize or you pushed yourself to go. you like having your own space and privacy, and sometimes it's a bit overwhelming having to constantly socialize and be around a whole bunch of people that may not mesh with you. i think that your person will be receptive to this, and will take baby steps to get you out of your shell. they’d take you somewhere where you can relax and be comfortable like a drive-in movie theater or maybe somewhere in nature…it's somewhere you both can be alone and in your own bubble tuning out the rest of the world. i can see them holding you close and you’re leaned back against them just so content and reveling in the precious moment. it’s a night you’ll never forget because you’ll realize just how much they mean to you, and how far you’ve come in this connection. it's reminding me of that picture of ariana grande and mac miller at coachella. so so cute.

PILE IV.

y'all are that cute couple that ride for each other, okay!!! y'all will be so in loveeeeeee my GOSH the passion and desire will be so heavy and evident between you two. lana and asap rocky in the ‘national anthem’ music video vibes — it's like that bad boy meets good girl trope. i feel like this person would want to take you places you’ve never been before…they’d want to get all dressed up in fancy clothes and go out on the town with you. there'd be multiple activities in one night. omg they're so spontaneous it'd feel never-ending! you two will be so giddy around each other lol always cracking jokes and laughing about any and everything. i don’t think that it matters where they take you per se, pile 4. you will have the time of your life regardless. they just know how to light up every room that they walk in and ensure that everyone is having a good time! it's so cute and refreshing, ugh. they're going to really sweep you off your feet. they might have a really nice car and you’ll love being a ✨passenger princess✨ LMFAO they might tease you about it too. this person will be your best friend just as much as they are your true love.

[riptidewaters]

Part 3, Lipstick

Nate Archibald x fem! Reader (named)

What are you doing here? With Dan?’ Nate asked, eyebrows raised. Dan grabbed Charlotte’s hand, ‘We’re dating’ He announced, ‘We are?’ Charlotte asked, Dan gave her a look, ‘I-I mean, Yeah! We are!’ She corrected herself. ‘What?!’ Serena said, shock evident in her eyes and speech. ‘We broke up a month ago Dan! And you find one of my good friends to date?’. Dan rolled his eyes, ‘Exactly Serena. We broke up a month ago, and You are lip locking with someone else. I guess mistakes do repeat themselves, even bad ones.’ With that he grabbed Charlotte’s arm and led her away.

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‘What was that?’ Charlotte asked her ponytail smacking her back. ‘I don’t know! I guess I panicked!’ Dan said, running his hands through his disheveled hair. She sighed, ‘it’s ok, we didn’t plan any of that did we?’ ‘Anyways,’ Dan said, ‘What’s your history with Nate?, you mentioned something about liking him for a few years.’ Charlotte sighed, her shoulders slumping slightly. ‘It's a long story, but the short version is that I've had a crush on Nate for a while. We've been friends, but I've never had the courage to tell him how I feel.’ ‘Friends?’ Dan raised his eyebrow, ‘That’s interesting. Never thought Nate would be friends with someone other then the upper east side elite.’ Charlotte laughed, ‘Hey! He isn’t that bad you know. And I did go to Constance for a while and my father runs a successful Architectural firm, so never really felt out of place.’ She remarked, ‘I actually met Chuck first, while staying in his dad’s hotel, he’s the one who introduced me to Blair and then Serena and then eventually, I met Nate.’ Dan nodded, ‘Okay, but I find it hard to believe that Chuck didn’t…. You know, try to have sex with you?’ She laughed ‘Oh, believe me! He did! And I now find it hilarious that I didn’t even know until Blair told me that he was trying to!’ ‘And then, I deflected his advances and we formed a playful relationship.’ Dan raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "A playful friendship with Chuck Bass? That's quite a feat." Charlotte smiled wryly. "I've always been good at handling his charm and deflecting his advances. Besides, I think he respected my boundaries." Dan opened his mouth to respond, but Nate intervened.

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‘Charlotte? Are-are you really dating Dan?’ Nate asked his voice slightly trembling, ‘I-I am!’ She said, with sudden confidence and while grabbing Dan’s hand, ‘Oh…’ Nate’s voice trembled. He looked up and pointed towards the the house, ‘I’m gonna go, Catheri-someone’s waiting for me.’ Nate turned and walked away, leaving Charlotte and Dan standing there in an awkward silence. Charlotte bit her lip, feeling a mix of guilt and confusion. She hadn't expected Nate to react this way. After all, he had never shown any romantic interest in her before, and they had always been just friends.

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Dan, on the other hand, was trying to process the unexpected turn of events. He hadn't planned on telling Serena that he and Charlotte were dating, but the situation had forced his hand. Now he found himself in the middle of a complicated love triangle involving his ex-girlfriend and his new girlfriend's longtime crush.As the night wore on, the tension between Charlotte, Dan, and the rest of the group was palpable. Serena couldn't help but feel hurt and confused by Dan's sudden relationship with her friend, and Nate was struggling to come to terms with the fact that Charlotte had moved on. Blair, always one to enjoy drama, was relishing in the chaos, and Chuck was observing the situation with his usual smirking indifference.The party continued, with guests mingling and gossiping about the unexpected developments. Charlotte tried her best to enjoy herself, but the awkwardness of the situation hung over her like a dark cloud. She couldn't help but steal glances at Nate from across the room, wondering if he would ever come to terms with her new relationship.

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Meanwhile, Dan was torn between his lingering feelings for Serena and his growing connection with Charlotte. He had always been the outsider in the Upper East Side world, and now he found himself even more entangled in its web of secrets and scandals.

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As the night came to a close, and the guests began to depart, Charlotte couldn't shake the feeling that her return to Constance had brought more complications than she had ever anticipated. She knew that navigating the treacherous waters of Manhattan's elite would be challenging, but she had never expected it to be this complicated.

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The days that followed were filled with more drama, as Charlotte tried to balance her friendship with Serena, her new relationship with Dan, and her lingering feelings for Nate. The dynamics of the group were shifting, and no one was quite sure how to handle it.And in the midst of it all, Chuck Bass was watching, waiting, and plotting in his typical enigmatic fashion. He had always been the puppet master of their little world, and he had no intention of letting go of the strings anytime soon.The stage was set for a tumultuous school year at Constance Billard and St. Jude's, with secrets, betrayals, and unexpected alliances waiting to unfold. The Upper East Side was about to become even more scandalous, and Charlotte Jackson was right in the center of it all.

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Part 4 is now out!

@aexbonbon

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@littlepadfootmoony

@user2860018

[seraphiec]

olivia rodrigo's lacy feat. blair & serena.

[streets-in-paradise]

From the Deepness of the Sea - Hector x Siren!Reader

Requested by @alysinwonderland-at-tea

" Excellent, so here's the idea, Hector x mermaid reader, she's captured in a fishing net and several sailors are poking at her and arguing about killing her, Hector saves her, cleans her wounds, bonus if she's like Serena from PotC and has legs out of water. Maybe some smut too, just Hector being so gentle with her. "

Warnings: Mixed lore for the mythical creatures to fit the specifications on the request. Since I don't remember mermaids existing in greek mythology, i'm calling them sirens to make it feel more accurate with the time period. I know those were actually bird women, but here they will look like mermaids. For the romance plot to work, i kept only the esense of the siren lore.

Summary: Greek legends land on trojan shore and the dangerous omen they bring forces the need for an exploration. Prince Hector gets on board with a crew of warriors and sailors in order to investigate, followed by his younger brother inspired by mythical curiosity.

When the tales turn out to be true, the battle for suvival ends with the reckless taking of a hostage. Refusing to engage in pointless vengeances, the trojan leader opts for a peacefull resolution taking the dangerous creature under his protection. Despite he believes to be discovering a human resembling side on the siren, his own humanity ends up fascinating her.

Note: The intro scene is inspired in POTC, as the request suggested, and in this painting . I know there was more plot specified in the request, but since this one got too long I will do the rest on a continuation.

Heroic expeditions weren't a typical point of encounter for the Princes of Troy, but each one found partícular reasons to participate together in one. Rumours among sailors and fishermen warned about the possibly for a very dangerous plague to start infesting trojan sea. Normally, that sort of investigation would be delegated to a tripulation of trustfull warriors on board in one of the king's ships. Still, Hector insisted on leading it because he wanted to show he was as willing to risk his life for his men as they would do for him. In contrast, his younger brother expressed an unusual enthusiasm on joining adventures due to the particular characteristics that one presented.

The men were speaking of sirens, matter that required confirmation before it could start becoming a serious threat claiming many lives. While his brother was approaching the topic from a serious perspective, Paris wanted to see the legends come to life.

" It's said they are beautifull beyond the wildest dreams of a mortal man. " He was repeating to him as he looked at the sea with a dreamy expression. " And some believe it's possible to reason with them, so I'll be seeking to become the first prince in history to win the affections of a siren. "

Hector stiffled a chuckle and looked at him with justified skepticism.

" You will be the first prince being devoured by a half fish lady. There are límits for your charm, brother, and this is one you shouldn't cross. I allowed you on board only to not dissapoint our father, but I won't encourage your recklessness. "

He grabbed him softly by the shoulder, seeking his attention to provide a wise advice.

" Paris, if the rumours are true … This creatures feed on the hope in your desire, call yourself luckly of surviving a close encounter and don't expect to brag for anything else. "

Nothing seemed to break his spirits, not even the most bassic common sense. However, Paris had a deeper reason to expose himself like that and he decided to share it only with his brother.

" I'll chaze the posibility. I'm not a great warrior, I will never be a mighty king, but i trust in my beauty and charm. The kiss of the siren is my only chance to do a feat poets would sing about in years to come. "

Hector smiled, softened by the relatively honorable motivation, yet incapable of not scolding him for it.

" Only fools face death for glory, we are here to protect our country. "

For hours they awaited, as if they were mere fishermen on their boat hoping for the bait to work, but nothing seemed to happen. Frustration started to expand among the ship crew and Paris started singing out of boredoom.

He sang of love, expressing his hopefull desire. In his voice there was the sweet seduction he would have for a lover in his bed. It was apparently a vain attempt of calling the mythical beauties, so when his song ended with no evident result most of his companions started laughing.

It didn't last long, Hector had to warn them of an outside presence smiling at them from afar. A beautifull woman had emerged from the deepness of the sea and she was looking at them with curiosity.

Fear took over the men, paired thightly with an irresistible fascination. Only Paris managed to confidently smirk back, then hesitantly approached to the edge of the ship's deck rigth in between the rowing benches and the eye.

" So the legends are true. " He spoke to himself, indirectly adressing her in his smoothest tone. " I've been told that your kind is capable of understandment. May you indulge me with a proper conversation, fair maid? "

She giggled lightly to his flamboyant speech, splashing sounds of her moving tail making her seem invested on his praising manners.

The rowers lost their positions observing her jumping towards him, easy task given the relatively flat dimmension of the ship conceived for speed.

Supporting herself on the wood of its edge, she kept charming the prince.

" Are you the one who sings? That was beautifull. "

Her human half, a splendid woman of naked torso, was fully exposed to all of them and many others were one with Paris's amazement.

" Not as much as you, my divine friend. " He sweetly replied. " I feel striken by Eros while simply looking at you. "

Visually feasting on her beauty, none of his companions dared to interrupt untill Hector called everybody out.

" WHAT ARE YOU DOING, YOU FOOLS? YOU ARE MEN OF TROY, BEHAVE AS SUCH!! "

Most of the men managed to react, shamed by his words, but Paris had to be dragged away.

" Let me have this, Hector! " He started complaining. " I'M NOT LIKE YOU, HER KISS COULD BE THE ONLY GLORY I WILL EVER REACH!! "

His brother responded holding him tighter.

" Paris, you will get yourself killed. "

" How is it ANY DIFFERENT from what you do in war? " The young man defended his point with unusual wisdown. " When you leave for battle, you could also get killed and I have never restrained you from that danger against your will."

His little brother had never spoke to him like that, so it was most likely for him that siren had poisoned his mind already.

" There is no honor in dying like this!!! "

His protest became more agressive.

" I HAVE TO TRY, LET ME GO!!!! "

The bewitching sea lady wasn't importunated by the pittyfull scene interrupting her.

" … Paris. Is that your name? Sounds as beautifull as you, the most handsome man I have ever seen. "

She began to sing, affecting everyone else's will of resistance. Hector himself became entranced and the strenght of his arms began to fade, allowing Paris to escape him.

The young prince rushed towards her. When the closeness became enough, she started caressing the sides of his face. Guided down by her hands, he was dangerously close to jump from the ship near the end of her song.

As if the posible inminent death of his brother would have awakened a primal instinct in him, Hector regained self control for an instant brief enough to save his life by pulling him in the opposite direction.

Two of the warriors on board followed, rushing into battle against her. Suddenly, a small yet dangerous squad showed themselves at the surface to protect the hurted sister.

Trojans fought braverly for the control of their ship, but salvation wasn't enough. The men wanted revenge and as the creatures started to retreat some of them threw fishing nets hoping to catch one alive.

They got you among the last lines attempting to leave. Sounds of mockery and sharp blades were waiting you with frenetic excitement, but their leader stopped the carnage.

" THAT'S ENOUGH! I will not tolerate cruelty, our ríght call for arms ended when the enemy retreated … Are you blind to the clear evidence exposed to us? Greek sailors must have learned to avoid their island, so the sirens are adventuring away for their own survival. If we damage her, her angry sisters will find a new home near our shores and Troy will not survive that. Trade will colapse and our brothers will be devoured one by one. "

Still shocked by the near death experience, Paris had witnessed the episode as he tried to recover and only then began to overcome his self preservative absortion.

" The risk was greater for me, yet I'm not seeking any revenge. "

The men restraining you abandoned their positions and at the very same instant you stopped struggling, it was reveiled to them that you started looking like a regular girl.

No fishtail, and in its place, a pair of beautifull legs of skin as smooth looking as the rest of your body.

In Hector's eyes, you appeared like a frightened naked girl surrounded of men seeking to harm her and whose only partially accomplished crime was trying to defend her sister.

He gave you a cloak to cover yourself. The concept of shame índuced by nudity was foreign to your kind, but you accepted to cover with it understanding it was a well intentioned gesture on his part.

You began to observe him with curiosity, but not of the predatory kind that your sister utilized against his brother a while before. It came from genuine amazement product of the first selfless act of kindness a human man had ever showed you. For any other, finding you in such weak state would have been a great temptation, an oportunity to prey on you. There was no glimpse of hidden lust in his actions, but pure will to help.

His eyes were dark, but his glance inspired an inviting warm that was tempting for you. When you clinged to him, you discovered that his body was able to provide an ever greater heat.

" Should I trust your embrace? " Hector asked you. " I'm not going to hurt you, so I hope you will return the courtesy. "

You looked at his face almost with the same awe an unlucky sailor would have shown for you.

" … You are different, … the song. It didn't take over you, not completely. No one ever … "

Hector understood and shared your confussion.

" The impulse of protecting my family must be stronger than we thought, I guess. My concience didn't last long, I only rushed to save my brother from your sister. He is a good lad, but your hunting methods enhace his weaknesses. "

You looked down, in evidence of your guilts.

" Foundation stories everywhere start with starving people moving away in search for food. " He recalled, referencing his theory. " … That doesn't mean I will let you roam my territory and freely slaughter my kind. "

The warning made you push the cloak a little tighter against your body, as if the coverage was a nervous call for self preservation.

"We have seen you command brave men, and we paid a great price for that discoverment. "

Hector cleared his throat and proceeded to speak as he would when doing a political bargain.

" I will look after you, but I must also make you aware you are free to leave whenever you consider it necesary. Yet, I need you to tell your sisters that our defensive response wasn't an act of war. "

He gazed deep into your eyes with honest seriousness, emphasizing his point.

" As long as you never again try to feed on a trojan, we will not chase you … Understood? "

You nodded in agreement and he showed you a polite smile. In that non verbal agreement he found encouragement to start proving you he was going to stick to his word.

The men that untill quite recently were up to harm you were then sent to improvise a confortable spot were Hector reclined you to start searching for wounds in need of tending. With caring touch he took care of you, focusing allways on your healing and not in perceiving your forms.

As his hands comforted your body, Hector also distracted you with his conversation. His cassual way to approach topics made you feel good with him, since it was clear he wasn't speaking to impress you. Normally, men would only speak to you as something they wanted for themselves and you would go along with it. When the trojan prince asked your name, you realized that you didn't remember any other before caring to know it.

He was treating you like if you were some normal girl, maybe a foreign princess visiting his country that he had to entertain.

Ríght as he was finishing to patch you up, he started rambling about the horses in his stables. Not as a royal bragging wealth, but as a humble man telling you of things he loved.

" Have you ever saw horses before? Forgive me, i forgot to ask. Since you appear capable of leaving water I assumed you may have mixed yourself in human populations and can understand what i'm saying. "

His sudden apology midway into it made you understand he actually cared for your perspective.

" I do, just never got too close to one. "

You flinched due to the burning ich after the last cut in your abdomen was cleaneased with wine to stop an infection.

Hector kept talking to you so you won't focus on the pain.

" Well, us trojans are the world's best horse breeders. People come from every corner to buy from us. Except for King Agamemnon of Mycenae, and i'm sure he is very upset because we are keeping him blocked for repeatedly attempting to conquer us. We are the last free kingdom stopping him from getting control of the sea. He wants our trade routes and our strategical position on land upsets greek ships. Troy is the gate to the heart of Asia and we keep it safe from them. "

He carefully caressed the wound with his fingertips, applying whatever calming drugs he could find in the emergency reserve on the ship.

Pure softness, respect and care that wouldn't stop amazing you.

" They are not like you. They take, is all they know. They don't protect, they don't care … They take, so we take from them. They have learn to avoid us, so we had to start searching for them."

In your criptic speech, you were trying to explain him that your usual prey were greek pirates seeking for gold and women, predators of the sea stumbling with your island on their way to other shores for looting.

Hector understood you were trying to flatter him as well, and attempted to avoid it.

" In all my life, I have never came across someone who has never rode a horse. "

He made you laugh.

" That should be the less strange fact about me."

You were probably ríght, but he had something else to say.

" I don't care about the rest, or at least I don't have to if you promise to never hurt my people ever again. "

Your left hand started caressing the back of his neck and your ríght one toyed with his chin, thumb tracing his bottom lip. His brown eyes followed the sudden, but soft movement.

He was shocked, but the intensity of your glance distracted him enough for you to crash your lips against his. Although receptive, he didn't allow himself to be responsive ríght away.

The crew was observing and someone pressed a hand over Paris' mouth before any commentary could interrupt the kiss.

As soon as you released him, Hector turned to face them.

" We have closed a deal, no harm will reach Troy. "

[kayann9]

To the basement

Well, thank you so much! I can't believe the love the last story got. I really appreciate anyone who took the time to read or re-blog or like or comment!

This is a tiny fic based inspired by all the moments we don't see before the confession.

Pairing: Gale x f! Tav (Serena)

Setting: Arcane Tower; Underdark

Words: 740

Rating: T (just fluff)

For everything he’d heard of the Underdark, he’d not expected to find it beautiful. Glowing fungi littering the rocky crevices gave the place a haunting glow, almost an air of romance to it, if you ignored the odd creatures that had grown used to the perpetual darkness. The Arcane Tower they’d discovered to the West of the entrance had been a personal favourite of Gale’s and he couldn’t help but be a little bit grateful they’d decided to set up camp inside its walls, under the watchful gaze of an automaton.

He pored over the books on the second floor, mesmerised by the archaic words on yellowed pages.

“It’s so sad.” Serena’s voice, barely a whisper, caught his attention despite it’s obvious intentions not to.

He could not help but tear his eyes away to see what had caused the response. She was cross-legged, on the floor, hair messy and covered in the same dust she usually was, staring at a crumpled note in her hand. The glow of the blue lights from the tower gave her skin a cool hue but even from the distance he was sat, he could see the glassy sheen on her eyes, her fingers covering her mouth.

Curiosity got the better of him the way it always did, and before his brain could stop him, he strode over and sat beside her.

It was a habit he’d grown into; always sitting or walking next to her. He’d managed to be subtle – or so he’d thought. Always something to look at close to her or a quiet discussion away from prying ears. This time, the letter that had enraptured her, was his reason.

“What is it?”

“Read.” He smiled inside as she settled next to him, her shoulder nestled into chest. “That grave we found. She sounded so lonely. The play makes sense now.”

Gale couldn’t help but fell a knife of ice in his heart. It was sad. This tower, decaying and decrepit, filled with wondrous information was also filled with the same cold isolation his own had become. A tomb of wisdom separated from the outside world; filled with the written word and nobody to share it with. His body stiffened. In a hundred years, someone may be sat on the floor of his Waterdeep Tower, reading the same books, learning of him from his sad musings and lost poetry, shedding a tear about how desperately isolated he was and how his tale was a warning only to end with tragedy.

“I wonder what became of her. I wonder why she chose not to join the society?” Serena wasn’t talking to him, not really. “Maybe she made it to Baldur’s Gate. Perhaps she met up with her friend.” He could tell the lack of conviction even in her hopeful words; she knew what had happened to her. The likelihood was that Lenore of the Underdark Tower had died here how she lived; alone.

“Yes. Perhaps she did.” Even he wanted to believe it; they’d discovered enough misery down here without the added melancholy of this story. “Perhaps we will see when we get there. I think leaving the automaton was a good idea in the end. A fitting guardian to someone who was clearly an accomplished wizard.” 

Serena raised an eyebrow and looked up at him. “I thought you said it was self-indulgent”

He coughed. He had said that, hadn’t he?

“Well, I suppose, when one looks at the larger picture, it is quite the feat to create an army on androids powered by arcane magic to protect your secrets in your absence. I, maybe, overlooked the technical skill involved in -”

“If you back-peddle anymore, we’ll end up back on the Nautiloid.” She chuckled and put the letter on the floor. Her head tilted ever so slightly and rested on his shoulder. It was almost as seamless as breathing and were it an isolated incident, he could maybe have over-looked it as her being exhausted. “Want to go look in the basement?”

Gale smiled. Of course, he did. He’d have walked into an active volcano were she inviting him.

“Sounds like a most wonderful plan my lady.”

“You’re such a charmer.” The usual playful tap followed the comment. She stood, offered her hand to help him up and with a skip, pulled him in the direction of the elevator that would take them into the depths of the broken but storied building.

[devilsmenu]

@vcndetta

send [PLS HELP] for a random pairing where one muse is helping the other escape chaos on the street

"Are you okay?" Felicia asked and hold her hand for Serena to get up. "Can you walk or are you too injured?".

[webanglikethat]

⋆˚࿔ TTPD SONGS AS RC COUPLES 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

Ram and Deviya (Kali flame of Samsara)

“Please, I’ve been on my knees, change the prophecy”

Deviya Sharma (Kali flame of Samsara)

“I was tame, I was gentle, till the circus life made me mean”

Catherine and Hodge (on thin ice) (I swear this one makes sense to me)

“Oh, here we go again The voices in his head Called the rain to end our days of wild”

Catherine and Brian (On thin ice) (From Brian’s POV)

“They shake their heads sayin', "God, help her" When I tell 'em she's my man woman But your good Lord doesn't need to lift a finger I can fix him, no, really, I can And only I can”

Raj and Radha (Kali flame of Samsara)

“All of this to say I hope you're okay But you're the reason And no one here's to blame But what about your quiet treason? And for a fortnight there, we were forever Run into you sometimes, ask about the weather Now you're in my backyard, turned into good neighbors Your wife waters flowers, I wanna kill her”

Vera (elite tag) (reflecting about her toxic relationship but without the “you’ll find someone part)

“And you say I abandoned the ship But I was going down with it My white knuckle dying grip”

“And I'm pissed off you let me give you all that youth for free”

Jiyoon and Seonghwa (Garden of Eden) (this whole song istg )

“I keep these longings locked In lowercase, inside a vault” (Seonghwa’s song abt her)

Serena and Liam in season 1 (Arcanum)

Vera and Adrian (Elite Tag)

“Was any of it true?”

“Were you sent by someone who wanted me dead? Did you sleep with a gun underneath our bed? Were you writin' a book? Were you a sleeper cell spy? In fifty years, will all this be declassified? And you'll confess why you did it and I'll say, "Good riddance”

Vera and Daniel (after he ghosts her one day after getting together)

“for a moment I knew cosmic love…”

Sophie and Flo (Sophie’s 10 wishes) as LOML:

Serena and Bert in season 1 as So Long, London:

Audrey and Raphael (ABH) as I can fix him (no really, I can)

Vicky and Lucifer (HS2) as Imgonnagetyouback:

Vicky and Malbonte (HS) as this verse from So high school:

Vera and Daniel (yes again) as Peter:

“and I won't confess that I waited, but I let the lamp burn. as the men masqueraded, I hoped you'd return, with your feet on the ground, tell me all that you'd learned, ‘cause love's never lost when perspective is earned.”

─── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ────── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ──────

💙 talking here:

well; this is it! thanks for reading all of this if you’re here <3 I probably got a few more ideas, but I’m running out of space 😭 I had so much fun doing this and thinking of every song and how it tied specifically to whom!

[euphoriclusts]

closed starter for @svftlove continued from here.

he despises the awkward tension that consumes the air between them, opening challenging it and himself by wrapping her up in a firm and tight embrace. "it's good to see you too," he then murmurs, breathing her in and immediately feeling like home. benny knows he's let her down over and over, more times than they could count on their hands combined - and he deeply regretted it, but there was so much he hadn't been able to tell her, so much he never could. "thank you, for coming to get me...you definitely - i didn't expect y'too, to be 'onest." but he was relieved that she had, dangerous hope trickling inside his gut.

[gemstarb]

Nick Phoenix - It All Comes Down (feat. Serena Belle)

[natlacentral]

As ‘Avatar: The Last Airbender’ Debuts To Strong Audience On Netflix, Creative Team Looks Ahead To Expanding Live-Action Adaptation

The results are in, and Netflix‘s Avatar: The Last Airbender seems to be a hit. 

The live action adaptation topped the streamer’s weekly English-language TV list with 21.2M views in its opening weekend. According to Netflix, it reached the Top 10 in 92 countries. It was edged out as most-watched title of the week by the Swedish natural disaster film The Abyss.

That’s a strong showing for the eight-episode series, which was another big swing for Netflix as it continues to dip its toes into anime-inspired content. In fact, Avatar managed to surpass One Piece in its debut weekend.

As with One Piece, Netflix was firing on all cylinders to launch the series, partnering with Serena Williams and even taking over the Las Vegas Sphere. So far, the Avatar global social campaign has reached 1.53B impressions, which is on par with both One Piece as well as Netflix’s hit series Wednesday. The main trailer alone has amassed 85M views to-date, while the #AvatarTheLastAirbender hashtag has generated 1B global views on TikTok in the past week.

Avatar marks Netflix’s second successful live-action anime adaptation, after a rocky start in the genre with its adaptation Shinichirō Watanabe‘s anime classic Cowboy Bebop. While die-hard fans of any animated series are likely to have a few things to say about their live-action counterparts, the streamer appears to be finding a groove when it comes to how to bring these stories to life on the small screen. 

“We’re trying to make a show for the most viewers possible. That doesn’t mean that there’s anything we’re gonna leave behind from the animated series. There’s not more purposeful deviations in order to make it acceptable for a broader audience,” Avatar executive producer and director Jabbar Raisani told Deadline. “I think it’s really attempting to be as faithful as humanly possible to the animated series, but also knowing that we have to fit it into this eight-episode, driving narrative that keeps us streaming.”

Other than missing story elements, which are obviously necessary when adapting from a 20-episode animated season of TV, one of the larger changes audiences might notice is the tone. 

“There inherently has to be a tonal shift as you’re moving towards live action, because things that work in anime won’t necessarily work with real people,” Raisani explained.

While animation can often boast a more exaggerated tone, that isn’t as possible when it comes to live action. 

“One of the things I did, specifically thinking of directing, was just working with the actors on different versions of the take. So with Sokka, with his humor, for example, we would do a version that was the flattest read, and then we would get more and more big and campy and over the top,” Raisani said. “Ian was great at giving a range. That allowed us in post to say, ‘Okay, let’s go funny’ or ‘We can go bigger’ or ‘Oh, man is now starting to break the tone and it feels cartoony. It doesn’t feel like he’s in the same show as everybody else.'”

Something viewers may notice remains faithful to the animated series is the dynamic camera movements, many of which came directly from the source material. 

Raisani described an Episode 4 scene where Aang backflips over a boulder. Not only does the scene come from the animated series, so does the shot used to capture it. 

“I literally just looked at the animated frame [and said], ‘Okay, we want to make this literal frame but with real people,” he said. 

It’s a bit preemptive to say whether the series will end up among Netflix’s most popular, since the series will have a 91-day premiere window and would need more than 83M views to achieve the feat. However, it certainly bodes well for a renewal. The good news is that the creative team appears to be chomping at the bit to expand the story and address anything that might have been missing from Season 1. 

“There’s stuff that we filmed that I love that isn’t in the show. There’s stuff that I love the idea of that we filmed and it just didn’t fit,” Raisani said. As a fan of the original animated series himself, he knows that audiences might be yearning for more than what they were able to fit into the first season.

“If we get another season, then we will certainly have those things, because I know what we missed now and I know how to do better the second time around,” he said, adding: “The animated series is a really good guide…for where the show can go.”

More specifically, Raisani said he’s already exploring new ways to shoot scenes that involve bending that would give the actor more agency on set and, in turn, make the final product feel more organic. He pointed to fire bending as one of the trickier elements to master, explaining that each actor had a light on their hands to emulate the fire, but they weren’t able to manipulate it themselves, which presented some restrictions. 

“If they could trigger their own bending… I think we would have a more seamless product,” he mused. “So stuff like that you’ve just got to try it and then you learn and then you do it again, but better than last time.”