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I would advise against it.
"Against what?" the adventurer asks. They didn't say anything, but this does not tend to stop the ilithid from passing judgment on stray thoughts.
This is not a stray thought. It is an unwise fixation. There are not enough hours in the day to comment on the majority of your 'stray thoughts'.
The adventurer smiles. "If you insist. Well, what's so unwise about it? You'd want to eat me?"
No. I still require your assistance.
"Good to know." They laugh. For a proportedly straight-forward species, their ilithid companion tends to beat about the bush.
It makes an audible grumble. You will not be able to resist domination, and I will not let you go.
That gave them pause. "And here I thought you were indifferent to me," they joke.
You are useful. You would make a good thrall.
They cross their arms. This does beg an obvious question, doesn't it?
Your guild's trust in me is tentative. Enthralling you would be counterproductive.
"Fair enough, I suppose." Butâ
It is in my nature to dominate. I resist this impulse at its root. Letting you go is another matter altogether. It would be as unnatural to me as you choosing to starve mere feet from a banquet hall.
"Fine, fine, I get it, I'm too tempting for a taste," they say, waving their arms in the air. "Just don't complain if one of your buddies enthrall me first."
There is a palpable silence in the adventurer's mind. It raises the hair on their neck; the ilithid is never this quiet.
You make a compelling point, it finally 'says'. Perhaps it is in your nature to be dominated. You will be useless to me if you stray.
Their heart skips a beat. A moment passes. Nothing happens. "...You're messing with me."
No. It was a test.
Face flushing, the adventurer scoffs and says nothing.
Perhaps we should return to the guild. Your perversions are a liability.
"Hey! That's not fair, I justâ I thoughtâ"
Very little.
"Shut up, I just panicked," they insisted, heat crawling down their neck. "That's the whole reason I figured it might be a good idea toâ to, y'know, get me used to the, um... The sensations, or warning signsâ"
There would be none. Your mind would spread for me at first provocation. Instantly, you would slip into a waking slumber and never rouse again.
"...Hmph." They fold their arms again.
If nothing else, your eagerness is noted. Perhaps the guild would allow me to buy you at some future junction.
"I'm not for sale!" they bellow, indignant.
Indeed. There was a rueful intonation to the ilithid's reply. Let us stop here for the evening. It seems I will need to prepare a stronger ward for you against psionic influences.
Rewatching 3x01 and when Lestat's voiceover began I immediately thought of his letter to Louis in 2x02. And given that the thesis statement presented in this episode appears to be "it's all for Louis" there is no doubt in my mind who those recordings are for....
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âGet the fuck out of my way, hag!â Zanka scoffed, piercing another trash beast with his Lovely Assistaff as he felt his back push against yours. This was definitely on his list as one of the top three worst days heâs ever had.Â
First was when he met you.
Second was when Rudo threw shit on him.Â
Third is today.
You two were paired on a duo mission of all things! Sure, maybe it was a medium-risk mission that could easily be considered an easy-risk one if you two could just get along. But one snarky comment after another turned into a shouting match between you two, attracting more trash beasts as a result and making more work for you to handle.Â
âIf you werenât such a wet rag, your royal highness,â you sneered, swinging your weapon in return before glaring at him from behind. âWe wouldnât be in this fuckinâ mess in the first place!â
You were always at each otherâs throats, yes, but you also had amazing synergy with him. Your weapon was similar to his assistaff in many ways, and that made you two have similar fighting styles as well. As annoying as it was, there was no better sparring partner for you than Zanka.Â
It didnât help that you joined the Cleaners a similar time as him.Â
You grunted, trading places with him and huffing at how he picked up on your intentions so quickly. Swinging your vital instrument, you scooped up the trash beast from his assistaff, you pulled the finishing move by pumping a pulse of power similar to a ground tremor. Zanka would scoop the disgusting monsters up, move âem to you, and then youâd vibrate the everloving hell out of them until the anima in their system combusted.Â
That spear of yours was hella useful, Zanka had to admit to himself and no one else. Heâd rather bathe in shit than do that.
âOoohhh, like yer sumâ BIG fuckinâ help, ainât ya?!â He faced you, eye twitching in irritation as he towered over you. There were perks to being 5â10â, one of those included casting a shadow over you and making you look up at him.Â
You rolled your eyes in return, pushing him back with bottom of your weapon as you matched his tone. âI donât see you killing these pieces of shit!âÂ
âWatch it!âÂ
âYou watch it!âÂ
Yes, if youâre curious, this continued the entire mission.Â
This led to you and Zanka bathing in fatigue, migraines pulsing in your heads because of all the yelling before, between, and after the mission. To think that this was supposed to be an easy one⊠eliminate and go home, that was supposed to be all. Both of you werenât even beat up! Justâtired.Â
âGhhhâŠâ You grumbled, rubbing your temples as you nodded at Semiuâs greeting. Zanka followed behind you, a scowl printed on his face as he dropped the report he finished. If itâs not in the report, it didnât happen. All that shouting never happened as long as you didnât document it, he told himself.Â
âYer still a pain in the fuckinâ ass.â
âSays the wet wipe.â
âEw.â
âYouâve had literal shit plastered on your uniform, donât âewâ me, Nijiku.â You snorted and he didnât have a retort for that.Â
This seemed to be a common occurrence.
After a mission, you two wouldnât be exhausted by the actual fight, but your own verbal ones. Then, you two would saunter over to the kitchen to grab a bite of food when there werenât many people. No words would be spoken in this timeframe. Only your quiet breaths and occasional sighs to try to relieve the headache. It was mostly the same for Zanka. He only glanced around HQ, giving people (Rudo) a glare before returning his gaze forward.
Sometimes, his gaze would linger on your hair instead of the environment, causing his assistaff to bump people a bit. He pulled it closer when it happened twice.Â
Now, you were sitting across from him, sipping on your noodles as he did the same. The hot soup, the steam in your face, yeah, it was helping you two calm your migraines down. You two had the same meal after a screaming match every single time without fail. Even if one of you had another mission after the match, the other would magically know to wait before getting your noodles.Â
You and Zanka were both creatures of habit, clearly.Â
Youâve made it a habit to eat with him.Â
Heâs made a habit of eating with you.Â
As Zanka thought about it more, it felt⊠odd. Not in a bad way, of course. In a confusing way.Â
Every time he would eat without you, even if he was with Enjin, Riyo, and Rudo, the meal felt colder. Like he was missing an ingredient in his meal, and it was evident to his taste buds alone. Once, Enjin caught him side-eyeing his noodles and called him out on it. Unconsciously, Zankaâs eyes darted to Riyoâs seat, the one you usually sat in. The one that heâd look at in silence every meal that you didnât have with him.Â
Guess who gave him the biggest shit-eating grin heâs ever seen from the blonde.Â
For once, he abandoned his plate on the table and waited for you to return from training. He watched you, of course. Watched you control how much energy your spear released in pulses to continue to make mini-tremors. You were as determined as he wasâa power not born of talent, but of skill.Â
There was a bit of yearning in his eyes. Pining, as Enjin called it. He scoffed at it at first, but the more he watched you, the more his lips quirked up in a grin.Â
Like a peacock, he wanted to show off in that moment, and he NEVER wanted to show off.Â
That night, he called out your name, immediately readying himself to spar as he took his usual place behind you. When you faced him, your expression was exasperated but excited. Maybe this is why you were his favorite sparring partner, and he was yours.Â
That night, he reflected. Maybe you werenât so bad outside argumentsâ
ââanka.â You called, snapping your fingers in his face.Â
He snapped out of it pretty quickly, pushing your hand away. His out-of-it expression morphed into a frown before he replied. âWhat is it now?â
âYour foodâs gonna get cold.â
Oh. Has he been staring?
âShit, my bad,â he mumbled, slurping up a chunk of noodles as you roll your eyes and sigh. You kept eating your own noodles, staring at nothing in particular, before Zanka spoke up again. âRandom question, dâya feel lonely, or like, the food tastes weird when I ainât around like this?â He didnât know if it was the tiredness, the fade of adrenaline, or the disappearing migraine. That question just slipped out of him suddenly.Â
âMmhm.â You hummed, refusing to speak because of the food in your mouth.Â
That answer sort of slipped out of you as well.Â
âMm.â He nodded.Â
No one was surprised when you two started dating a few months later, really.Â
Follo lost half of a weekâs salary to Enjin when he lost a bet on how quickly your mutual pinning would turn you both into an official couple. Now, you were the Cleanersâ official married-not-married couple. Arguing was your love language.Â
You and Zanka both doubted that it would ever change.
my mind is zanka infested at the moment anon (someone help me with PR so that i can write more zanka pls)
thinking about how both korra and vi impulsively decided to join a fighting ring and do something to their hair while depressed and mentally unstable
also thinking about how their love interests ended up slaying in their careers while they were away
shout out to my hothead/composed, high society/feral, red/blue sapphics, gotta be one of my favorite ship dynamics

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Honestly this is the dynamic despair or no
glossy bones.
so thereâs a tweet thatâs been going around lately that says âthe sluttiest thing a man can do is have an ethical dilemma over his lust for youâ what if u told my first thought was phainon
he wuvs you sooo much but he knows itâs just not right of him to put you in that position . getting involved with a chrysos heir is dangerous enough , but the holder of the worldbearing coreflame ?! the thought of that he could ever be the one to put you at risk when all he desires is to protect you makes him nauseous . how ironic it is . as the deliverer , heâs the one destined to save the world and yet he canât give you the one you deserve (ââž â)
it isnât fair . his entire life , phainon swears that he has been nothing but selfless . he never asked for anything in return nor has he ever complained about his fate as amphoreusâ deliverer . time and time again , he overcomes the trials of the gods , as cruel as they are , with his resolve and smile still intact . it was never something he thought too deeply upon until he met you . altruistic as he is , he wanted something now â he wanted you . after all heâs done for the world , why wonât the gods allow him the only thing he has ever wanted ?
and if you were the trailblazer ? hehehe ( â âżâ ) the battle against himself gets even harder [ 3.3 spoilers under the cut ]