#shadoweaver

[littlelynel]

More She-ra suit ladies

[likeshe-raorleave]

Adora: Why do you hate Shadoweaver?

Catra: I never said I hated her

Catra: I just said that if she was on fire, I would roast marshmallows

[iminaworldofpureimagination]

the OG shadoweaver and Hordak ..

[savagepowersofgrayskull]

Awesome POP cosplays by @action_girl_87 (She-ra) and @molotovbailey (Shadow Weaver, Evil Lyn) and @simple_tricks_n_nonsense (Hordak)

[equallyloyalandlethal]

Okay, but someone needs to do a rewrite of this from Catra's perspective on Shadoweaver...

[violet-dekarios]

Gale and Shadowheart in the Gauntlet of Shar

[hightief]

had to do over my Karlach origin run from forever ago (version incompatibility)

and i am obsessed with this position Shadowheart and Gale ended up in during a battle it's giving hot goth mom and hot geek dad i'm in love with them

also not me immediately saving and exiting to main menu after this to start a Gale save 💀

[littlemourningstarr]

The Power She Gifted

Ketheric is dead, and Shadowheart wants nothing more than a single moment along to celebrate with her wizard.

Kinktober 2024, Day 5: "Window / Balcony Sex"

Read below or on AO3!

Pairing: Shadowheart x Gale

Tags: Cunnilingus, vaginal sex, against a window, oops there's feelings, kinktober, kinktober 2024

Shadowheart’s armor clanged against the door as she was pinned to it, Gale’s hands grasping her wrists, holding her to it as his mouth sought hers. She arched against him, damning all of the metal that kept her heat from his. Below them, Last Light was a ruckus of joy, Ketheric dead, by their hands, light returning to the Shadowlands.

And a goddess, completely disobeyed.

Shadowheart pushed Shar from her thoughts, would not give the Lady of Loss this moment. There had been precious few with the wizard, since Elminster stilled the orb in his chest- and gods, just hours ago she had nearly watched him take his own life, to end the Absolute.

She was silently, achingly glad he hadn’t.

She nipped at his lower lip, pinched it between her teeth, got a groan from him. When she released he pulled back, panting softly, looking at her with eyes darker than the deepest shadows, wanting to bore into her.

Gale’s shadows, she would accept.

It became a flurry of hands, pushing at blood soaked clothed, gore splattered armor. It didn’t matter to either of them that they were still battle stained- bruised, bleeding even. Nothing mattered, except a moment to truly be alive, again.

Gale dropped to his knees when Shadowheart’s last bit of armor had been shed, hands pinning her hips back to the door. She allowed it, even if she knew she out powered this man easily. Let him enjoy the power she gifted him.

That was, after all, power itself.

Gale leaned in, pressed his mouth to her cunt, tongue pushing past her lips, gathering up her excitement and swallowing before circling over her clit. Shadowheart shuddered, head tipping back, smacking the door almost painfully, hands pressing to the wood. Gale groaned his approval over her reaction, tongue working eagerly, making Shadowheart’s stomach flip, constrict with excitement.

“Hells Gale, do you want- ah,” her words broke off as he lowered his mouth, managed to get his tongue pressing inside her. “Want this to be over before it begins?”

Gale pulled back, sucking in a breath. His lips were wet, Shadowheart’s wetness gleaming in his beard. “It can begin again. And again. And again.”

Shadowheart smiled, stooped over to reach down, stroke his cheek, along the tendrils of the orb, pushing at his skin like bruised veins. “Promises, promises,” she teased. He turned, kissed her wrist- achingly affectionate, and something she couldn’t dwell on. Not now, not yet.

The level of affection that had begun to well in her for this man was terrifying.

“I don’t want to come,” she said, “unless it’s with you inside me.” Gale groaned, and she curled a finger under his chin, a silent rise commanded in her eyes. Gale stood up, and she reached down between them, wrapped a hand around his cock and stroked slowly. He was achingly hard for her, already- but she wasn’t surprised.

She was, after all, attractive. She knew that. She had known that, for years. And the few times she had managed to couple with the eager wizard, he was always hard before she had him fully undressed.

With her other hand on his shoulder, she turned them around, actually led Gale by his cock for a few steps, before she released him completely, turning away from him and crossing the very small room. The lights of the night sky, healing already, coupled with the torches of the inn outside, all shone in through a small window-

A window that Shadowheart pressed her hands to, bracing herself as she glanced over her shoulder, at Gale. “Well?” she asked, noting that he was staring, taking in every line and curve of her body, every bit of muscle, fat- every scar. “Do I need to give you instructions?”

Gale moved quickly then, pressed up behind her, found the crook of her neck and kissed, teeth snagging along her skin. She gasped, before she felt him lifting one of her legs, bowing enough to hook his arm under it, spreading her thighs, baring her cunt. She pushed back slightly, leaned more on her hands, felt his cockhead sliding along her folds, even pressing along her clit.

She gasped, a little shiver running through her, and Gale chuckled. “You’re not the only one with wiles of your own,” he mumbled, and before she could retort, could unbalance the power again, he was sliding inside her.

She bit her lip, groaning around the flesh as her teeth nearly punctured it, Gale filling her so perfectly from his angle. She leaned forward more, as Gale’s other hand slipped over her belly, up to grasp one of her breasts. He squeezed the flesh, rolled his thumb over her nipple as he thrust, leaning his forehead against her shoulder, panting onto her already sweat-slick skin.

Gods, they smelled like a battle still, didn’t they? But something about that made Shadowheart tighten, made this so much more perfect. Hells, she had nearly hauled Gale into her arms the moment Ketheric and that avatar of bone had shattered, was ready to kiss him until he was sobbing for her touch, right there.

She had been good, she had waited.

“By Mystra’s grace you feel good,” he mumbled, into her shoulder. Shadowheart bared her teeth.

“Don’t say her name,” she managed, “not with me.”

“Should I hail you as my goddess, then?” He squeezed her breast, fingers having almost bruising force, and Shadowheart bucked back against him, ass nestling into his groin.

“Yes.” She dropped her own head back as he lifted his, letting her eyes flutter shut. Gale’s hand left her breast, only to delve down between her thighs, find her clit and rub it slowly. She let out a shaky breath, a warmth spreading from his fingertips and his cock throughout her pussy, up her spine, snaking along her scalp like cruel fingers. “Harder.”

Gale gave a single laugh, so unbecoming and yet so endearing. Shadowheart cursed the way it made her heart swell. “If you want harder,” he teased, “you’ll have to be right up against the glass. And then someone might see you, your grace.”

She smiled at the teasing, before she straightened up, pulled herself fully form Gale’s touch- acting as if it was nothing to feel his cock slide from her. She leaned against the window, pressed her breasts firmly to it, head turned, cheek against the cool surface. “Let them see.”

Gale stared for a moment, before he was on her, back inside her, thrusting into her so hard that each slide of his cock had her jerking against the glass, breasts rubbing against it. It was frigid against her nipples, making them ache.

The wizard- her wizard, her mess of a man, hers hers hers- was panting already, groaning with each perfect press of his cock into her tight folds. He still managed to get an arm around her, fingers clumsily finding her clit- but it was enough. Shadowheart didn’t need much more- just a few touches, and then she was crying out his name, hands splayed on the glass as it fogged with her breath.

Gale bowed his head, buried into the crook of her neck, gave his own wanton moan as he came while she gripped him, tried to milk him of everything he had. Only once he had given his offer did he pause, panting against her skin, as Shadowheart let her eyes close.

What an image, this had to be. If only she could be frozen in glass, like this- a stained, glorious image of moonlight skin and abyss hair, sweat and blood mingling along her skin, the seed of a man who had lain with a goddess still inside her. If only she could force that goddess to see just how freely Gale could love her.

Love was a word she hadn’t meant to think, but it was there, in the soft kisses he peppered along her shoulder, the way he hadn’t pulled from her, seemed to be trying to crawl into her skin, her bones.

Love was something that was all together terrifying.

[jenn-the-butterfly]

HOOBOY I was waiting for this one to be available to post. Got to play with moody shading and monochrome again~

It's just a touch depresso espresso flavored

Ty didn't have a good time before waking up at Jenn's place and it is my duty as the one writing this to make you all hate Vissara as much as he and I do :) (shouldn't be hard)

It's a miracle poor Ty didn't develop claustrophobic tendencies, but that's not to say he didn't get ANY side effects from 'alone time'...

[direwarg]

𝕯𝖆𝖕𝖍𝖓𝖊 !! twenty one + | she /they

#DIREWARG : hub blog. independent. multi muse, multi ship, multi fandom. semi selective. low to medium activity. novella scriptures. potential mature themes.

#SIDEBLOGS : winguhiro / oneeyes / rumunasin / istovharr / thestrongests / notrueheroes / shadoweavers / lastheros

MUSES ⚘ RULES ⚘ DISCORD

[shadoweavers]

Quirk Description

Name: Bat Physiology

Type: Mutant/Enhancement

Manifestation: Hikari Fujimoto's quirk, Bat Physiology, grants her abilities akin to those of a bat, blending both physical and sensory enhancements that are unique to her mutation.

Bat Wings: Hikari initially developed bat-like wings under her arms, which enable her to glide and potentially fly. Although her father cut off these wings in her early childhood, her bones and body evolved in preparation for the incoming wings.

Enhanced Hearing: Hikari possesses extraordinarily acute hearing. She can detect sounds across a vast range of frequencies, including ultrasonic waves. This heightened sense allows her to pick up on the faintest whispers and the subtlest noises, making her a master at gathering information and detecting movement in her surroundings.

Echolocation: Hikari can emit high-frequency sounds that bounce off objects and return to her, creating a detailed mental map of her environment. This ability is especially useful in complete darkness, where she can "see" through sound alone. Echolocation gives her precise spatial awareness, making her a formidable opponent in stealth and combat.

Shadow Blending: Hikari can seemingly blend seamlessly into shadows, becoming nearly invisible in low light or darkness. This ability, coupled with her echolocation, makes her an expert at stealth and espionage. She can move undetected, gather information, and strike from the darkness with uncanny precision. Though, if you know what to look for, then it's harder for her to blend in.

Nocturnal Adaptation: Her quirk includes adaptations for night vision and a nocturnal lifestyle. She can see clearly in the dark, her eyes reflecting the light like a bat's. Her body is also adapted to be more active and alert during the night, giving her an edge in operations conducted under the cover of darkness.

Quirk Analysis

Strengths:

Superior Stealth: Echo's ability to blend into shadows and use echolocation makes her nearly impossible to detect in darkness. She can move silently and see without light, giving her a significant advantage in stealth missions and nighttime operations.

Enhanced Sensory Perception: Her acute hearing and echolocation provide her with unparalleled situational awareness. She can detect and identify threats long before they become apparent to others, making her an excellent scout and spy.

Weaknesses:

Sensitivity to Light: Bright lights can disorient and weaken her, making daytime operations challenging. She tries to avoid direct exposure to intense light sources, which can be exploited by her enemies.

Vulnerability to Loud Sounds: Sudden loud noises can overload her sensitive hearing, causing pain and temporary incapacitation. This vulnerability requires her to be cautious in environments with unpredictable noise levels.

Isolation: Her nocturnal lifestyle and sensitivity to sensory overload contribute to her isolation. Social interactions and daily activities can be difficult, as she is often out of sync with the world around her.

[iminaworldofpureimagination]

I'd say the new design was an upgrade though i do like the robe look as well. both have their charm I dig the 80s reaper look and the 2018 flowy hair

[ofsavior]

Catra vibe.

[toon-in-orbit]

I should make a non-conventional cartoon women compilation

[dragonsmanisthebest]

Shera has incest?

okay so, I watched though the whole reboot, and there's something that I need answering. So, Shera and Catra are both found by shadoweaver right? They are both raised by her from babes, and see her as a parental figure? ...in any other situation in our world that would make them an adopted family. now I know they aren't by blood, (unless Catras backstory is revealed, idk why they don't have one for her) but seeing them kiss, was like watching Luke and Leia smooch for the third time after finding out they were siblings. So I gotta know why the show runners went with that, and if theres just missing context that I don't know about, (maybe the show's universe is just inspired by sweet home Alabama?!) because everyone else seems to view it as normal, and never bring it up in videos about if the ship is abusive.

[ghost-bison]

I just... thought about something

Remember this scene?

Now watch this:

Yeaaah, it hurt the first time, didn't it? But now... twice.

I just...

The desperation in Crowley's and Catra's actions:

Catra runs away, then puts up a physical fight, then cries and asks Adora what she REALLY wants, implying, in the process, what Catra herself actually wants.

Crowley gets angry, and then he gives Aziraphale a bitter, rough kiss in a last attempt to get him to stay. In a last attempt to get him to understand that he wants him.

The naive ignorance behind Adora's and Aziraphale's:

Adora thinks that trusting Shadoweaver and freeing the magic is the best and only thing to do because she wants to save Etheria. She tosses her own interests aside to save the planet, including Catra.

Aziraphale thinks that trusting the Metatron and going back to Heaven is the best thing to do because he wants to make life on earth better. But he also wants to make Crowley's life better, he wants for him to be happy again.

What neither Adora nor Aziraphale understand is that the only thing Catra and Crowley need in order to be happy is them.

If Adora sacrifices herself to save Etheria, Catra will be alive but she will never be happy again.

If Aziraphale goes back to Heaven, with or without Crowley, the latter knows that Zira will just be manipulated into falling out of love for him. Becoming another Gabriel. Crowley remembers how the "good side" treated him before he fell. He remembers how it treated Aziraphale before he said "enough". He doesn't want for any of it to happen, ever again.

Both Catra and Crowley know that they're gonna lose Adora and Aziraphale if they listen to them, and then come to understand that they'll lose them anyway.

I'm bitter af right now.