#meija

[ivaverseblog]

my first draw for 2024

Meija and her little tongue peeks to say Hullo!

am still learning how to draw with my pentel fude (gotta be light-handed); my mech pencil is pilot eno 0.7 (pink). Meija is a character in my (currently rebooting comic) RCH, formerly Sakuraday. I'll be sharing more about it sometime this year, hopefully. that and posting more art will be on my list of NY resolutions.

ink and sketch (i got excited to ink the sketch but ohwell). images have adjustments on contrast & brightness for presentation's sake. note to self: draw better arms next time =_=)...

Happy New Year folks!

[cbcruk]

meija - SEVEN (feat. Hand Habits)

[beautiful-noises]

postcard ii

[listen here]

i. soulless friends peter cat recording co./ ii. nothing in this town the dig/ iii. color my life chicano batman/ iv. boogie juice halfnoise/ v. champagne ladies and the kids/ vi. beautiful faces declan mckenna/ vii. down the line remi wolf/ viii. commuter luke royalty/ ix. that’s life still woozy/ x. didya think arlie/ xi. i’m enough early eyes/ xii. no more excuses meija/ xiii. hide (myself behind you) ron gallo/ xiv. try hard fool the growlers/ xv.  tune in spendtime palace/

postcard i

[senorita-mujerculona]

[spookykittyboo]

Amor

Kinda subby! Namor, his abandonment issue is showingggg (Brown eye girl reader) namor x fem!reader

In querida reina; My dear queen

Teech k'abéet ti' teen; I need you

In reina; My queen

Much P'at u bixake' intia'a; Please let it be mine

A man had his body powerless, laid underneath a damped roof.

And while his body was a cry to desperation, his head was in his own daydream

Thinking of one's warmth and the careless whisper she threw at nights

He was weak. In his powerless state.

The other side of the brutal king they worship, just another starving being that craved for love and longed for it for hundreds of years.

He missed her.

And thus where the king was.

"I'll always be here. Won't ever leave, love."

Her soothing voice grew a home of comfort in his chest, as deep as it goes, his heart was placed in it with no hesitation. Growing a nest turned to a wonderland.  "Here, let me help you."

She unbuttoned the second, then her third.

As she saw him nibbling on the material of her shirt, searching for the comfortable bud he longed for. Stopped for a moment while her fingers held the edge of the material. She saw a God. A God yielding for a comfort in a woman of the surface. Craving a touch he once lost, caused by the sadness of one's mother.

She breathed,

Yet, she drowned as the pressure pushed through her longing for the surface. As he told his beloved little miss; She let her sorrow dragged her body to her death. For the boy, his guilt will always taint his skin with no washing away the pain. But then, she was there. A women from the surface, a land in which his mother came from, a land in which she loved the most.

 She left it unbutton at last, earning a soft touch in between her plump breasts with his hands running two fingers in the middle of the curved river. Oh, so pretty and real. She felt like the waves in between my fingers during the daylight, anytime the land calls me out just to feel her presence. "Amor," she called out to him as he was cut from the daydream of his imagination. The name he was cast out of, a word he never once heard out of the people that meets his eyes. But her.

"Patience there." she calms the God.

"In querida reina, please. Teech k'abéet ti' teen, don't torture me no more." his eyes glinted with the past images of old goodbyes and the touches he lost for years long. Craved a deep dark hole in his chest with shooting pain pumping his chest with suffering and many tribulation In his empty cave. All alone. The strained in his voice projecting the heavy heartache flashed before his eyes.

His hand wandered more to her bare chest, soaking the sick feeling of possession of one's being. Caressing it roughly in a rushed for his lust had taken over his whole body and for whatever worth, the fear of him losing her might keep him always have his skin on her. She lift his head a little to put aside the other side of her shirt underneath his head. "All for you, my king." she said. Putting herself an offering for the mighty king of Talokan.  He raised his upper body and dug a sight at her loving brown merciful eyes. He held his body with his elbow, holding himself facing from the side still with his left hand on one of her exposed breast. With parted lips he said "You will never leave my side, In reina. And forever you will be, safe in my hands." and loved. Loved by the king, adored by the king. Reign over the king with a single glance of a little innocent eyes to turn the table, from a God of all people worship to a man with his knees bow down in front of a mortal women of the surface.

…

He lay his head on a place he called home where comfort meets his head.

A body of two, tangled on the white sheet. Wrinkled and a bit of a mess the two have made. And as the sun set on the surface, a body of a man breathing calmly as his mouth sucking on her teat. Peacefully diving down the essence of her, heavily drunk in the safe embrace of her heart. And now for once, the sharp edge of a knife turned dull, the brutal ruler of the under slept in peace under the kind word of his queen. Suckling hungrily at her skin making her weak as he kept going to fulfill his needs. "Amor…" she moaned. She started to feel the fading will to move to just lay all of her. There. For him.

 He moaned a lazy response to her voice while his lips still intact to her bud, and the other hand playing it gently, swirling it in between his fingers. He mumbled "Much P'at u bixake' intia'al" under his hot breath. Denying all the duty, needs and the power he held in the back of his hand. For him, she was all that exist in that room with him, and as far as his fear of losing the women he loves once more…

May they give strength to whoever touches the queen with their own willing.

[dozydawn]

[therealjohnstewart]

Gaby Meija

[fat-fem-and-asian]

NEW PHOTOS OF THE HALLOWEEN EPISODE

+ Bonus

The way Quinta was obscured completely???

[psychic-refugee]

I know they are too busy with other projects and its likely why they had an outsider write the novelization, but I do hope that one day Gough and Millar will be able to write a more robust and accurate Season 1 novelization of Wednesday.

Their characters were butchered and the storyline and lore were watered down by Meija's version.

We deserve better.

[autisticbobsaginowskiredux]

Alright time for a photo dump like a fuckin boomer, got to meet Molly Ringwald, Lauren Ash, Coach Beard and Maria Sofia from Curb for a work thing

[wekillitwithfire]

song for today is Evergreen by Bendigo Fletcher

[cbcruk]

meija - POSSUM feat. Eels

[xblackreader]

jose tenoch huerta meija + alejandro livinalli

[wolverineholic]

by Axel Meija

[beardedmrbean]

The body of a 20-year-old New Mexico woman was found at the Grand Canyon Tuesday marking the third person to be found dead in the last week.

Leticia A. Castillo, 20 of Albuquerque was found below Twin Overlooks along Desert View Drive following a multi-day search, according to the National Park Service(NPS).

Investigators believe she entered the Grand Canyon on or around Saturday, Aug. 3.

Park rangers said her body was taken to the rim and transferred to the Coconino County Medical Examiner's Office.

The National Parks Service and the medical examiner are investigating.

Additional information was not available.

Since July 31, the Grand Canyon Search and Rescue team has handled three technical rescue recoveries," NPS wrote in a statement. "Despite facing inclement weather and hazardous terrain, the team has undertaken significant risks to complete these missions.

Abel Joseph Mejia, 20, from Hickory, NC died in a 400-foot fall from the rim about a quarter of a mile west of Pipe Creek Overlook on Wednesday, July 31.

"Mr. Mejia was near the edge of the rim when he suffered an accidental fall," the NPS noted.

Turning Point Pentecostal Church said Meija was on a mission trip when he died.

An unidentified man died Thursday, Aug. 1 after attempting an illegal BASE jump with a parachuteat Yavapai Point on the canyon's South Rim.

[spookykittyboo]

A part of me

Namor x f!reader (No body specification)

Sp1t kink i guess.....

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In reina; My love

Beete; Do it

In ajawo'; My king

ka k yaan k suut juntúul yéetel le uláak'; and we shall become one with each other

I sat in an empty cave with lights illuminating the blue surrounding of many rocks. Perhaps I may have been a bit exaggerated. The cave was neither empty, nor filled with the creature of my liking. It was strange and unpleasing, a sight to the eye, yet a pain pushing my sorrow deeper to make me cry.

I have lost my days.

Counting my time, till it felt like it flew far from the reach of my fingers. Then, my body was light, floating around the deep water with my eyes closed, giving nothing to any of my will to reach the surface. To even touch the warm sand I used to walked on.

Time has lost any of its faith in me, left me to the ocean. Left me all to him.

They days of longing has gone to only memories. Used. Was.

The spell of his hovered over my body, my mind, and my sanity.

I saw the sweet piece amongst his many brutality. In his eyes, I saw the promise he said the night he guide me through the water, as his lips whispered sweet nothing to my ears. He stand before me, he pity the poor women with no choice of being tied to a serpent god, a king to his people. But, there was a glint I have never seen before, that night when he came into my room, dragging his thumb on my bottom lip down. "In yakunaj…" and just for that night. A certain night of his voice being subtle, calm. Just that night where my head was sinking slowly in the lavender haze. No more of an evil king.

I was stupid.

Easily manipulated into the deep sea.

I turned to the table behind me, to see the glass half filled with the clean water, one of his servant brought to me. I took it in my hand, turned my body to face my dearest king. Lift my hand to press it against my bottom lip, all the while his hand took a turned and moved lower, resting firmly on my neck. "Go on." he said with his deep voice, knowing my every moves just like the water he has lived in for years.

I looked closely at his eyes. I have never noticed of how brown it is, it's like a different world in his eyes and just makes me wonder. How does one sees the world from his own eyes? How does he see me from the under the blue water before he took me down with him? I wonder…

It's beautiful.

I played it at the tip of my tongue, swirling it around to collect many more too numb to the draconian grip he had on me. His hands was starting to feel like a bad habit I get addicted to each time I inhale the taste of it, I lost the danger I should be afraid of.

I slipped out my spit, as it rolled out my lip to the tip of the glass, and fell to the clean water. I watched his eyes as it follow how the water sank deep a part of me. "Beete! Now!" he said calmly, yet I can feel his domination in every word he let slipped out of his brown lips.

"In ajawo'. For you." I leaned the glass, further from me, to touch his bottom lips. "A part of me." I said with dazzling eyes.

The room was all silent, empty with nothing but lust vaporizing our thoughts into nothing but two standing creatures with little faith.

"ka k yaan k suut juntúul yéetel le uláak'"